#Bnha x gn reader

[paranomainia]

⤥ ♮♮♭ ― ❛ tenya iida is the most gentle man on the planet with you

from day one, you just know he's your prince charming. the gentleness in how he holds any part of you from your hands to your thighs, it's always so gentle and loving. each kiss is feather light and leaves you feeling warm like the sun is shining on your bare skin and yet leaves you craving more. it's almost contradictory with how physically built he is.

everything about him seems sharp and rough but not in a bad boy way. rough like trying to cut a square into a perfect circle, angled. like nothing he can do is smooth or fluid but with you, everything is. walking with him to lunch or to class is almost like a dance, his hand holding yours just enough to keep you close but loose enough to let you pull away if you want.

but you could never want to pull away.

[lokalblackie]

Imagine y2k earthy black reader just walking into class late. Their uniform altered and their tatties + piercings out on full display.

Imagine y2k earthy black reader getting scolded by all their teachers except Midnight, who applauds their style and sense of creativity.

Imagine y2k earthy black reader sitting down at the lunch table with the Baku-squad casually, as if they were oblivious to all the awestruck stares the students around were giving them. Whether they wore pants or a skirt, they looked incredibly sexy.

Imagine y2k earthy black reader during physical training, their sexy self wiping the floor with their classmates, barely breaking a sweat because "Sweating is for the weak". Don't you know how long it took to look and smell that good?

Imagine y2k earthy black reader getting a particularly high grade for a test they claimed to not have study for. "It's not my fault I'm this smart," they'd smirk confidently as Kaminari leans his head on their shoulder, sulking silently at his own results.

Imagine y2k earthy black reader inviting the class to their crib. Their home was absolutely stunning, like a place you'd find in a Pintrest post. Their room was just the embodiment of their personality perfectly. Posters, figurines, framed photos, other cool shit proud on display and don't get me started on that gamer station...

Yee.

[zouofzouey]

Horror Movie with the Boyfriend | Bakugou Katsuki x GN! Reader

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This was supposed to be more Halloween themed, but other than a few mentions it doesn't really count.

But hey, cracked this out in like two hours.

Not proofread, but it shouldn't be too bad.

TW: Slightly suggestive at the end

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"It's not that bad."

"Yes it is!" Y/n slapped his shoulder, "I'm gonna have a heart attack!"

Bakugou let out a deep sigh, "You're such a baby."

"Yeah, yeah... let's just choose a different movie."

"No."

"Yes."

Both e/c and crimson eyes locked, with a quick glance to the remote and back, they clambered over each other trying to get it.

Y/n leaned to grab it, but Bakugou snatched it faster.

"Give it!" The h/c haired student rose to their feet, barely touching the remote.

"No way! We're not watching one of your stupid romance movies again!"

"Katsuki." They did a small jump to make a fast grab, but the blond simply lifted it higher over his head.

"C'mon! I don't want to shit myself!"

"It's Halloween, you have to watch horror."

"Says who!?"

"Me, dipshit."

After another hop or two, Y/n still didn't have the remote, "Tsuki!"

"Don't 'Tsuki' me! I'm not watching your stupid rom-coms!"

"Pleeeeaaaassseeee..."

"No."

Y/n wrapped their arms around his waist and planted their chin in the center of his chest.

"C'mon... please?"

A faint red spread over his face, Y/n could feel his heart rate pick up a bit.

"Don't fucking trick me, I'm not watching it." His lips twitched a smidgen, almost going into a snarl, "Don't think that your little charms will work on me, dipshit."

A wide grin stretched out on Y/n's face, "Then why's your face so red?"

He turned his head away, "That's beside the point."

"Oh yeah?"

"Yeah-- SHIT!" The speedy vault caused him to tip over. His back hit the fluffy couch beneath the pair.

Y/n landed on top of his chest, they appropriated the remote and switch the horror movie off and turned the channel to the romance variety.

"Fuck you."

"We can do that later."

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[niki-phoria]

pairing: izuku x gn!cat hybrid!reader genre: fluff word count: 447

a/n: feel like i kinda lost it at the end there lmao

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“and your claws, they’re retractable? like a real cat?”

you nod lazily, stretching out your fingers to demonstrate. izuku gasps excitedly, returning to scribble down in his notebook. izuku taking notes like this has become an almost daily occurrence. he’ll walk over with his notebook in hand and a million questions running through his mind, eager to ask about aspects of your quirk that have become second nature to you.

as much as you love izuku and his questions, you’d much rather be laying comfortably in his arms than answering his inquiries. “and-”

“izu,” you interrupt, gently pulling his chair back. you move his arm out of the way and move to sit on his lap, curling your tail around his body. izuku blushes but doesn’t stop you. you lean down to nuzzle into his neck, comfortably relaxing into him. hesitantly, izuku rests his hands on the sides of the chair. he’s careful not to touch you too much, though you’re sure he knows you wouldn’t mind. “let’s stay like this.”

“okay.”

you’re falling asleep when izuku speaks again. his voice is barely a whisper. “y/n, i’ve been thinking…” your ear twitches, your silent way of showing you’re listening. “i think i like you. like like you.” you pause for a second before gently lifting your head, pulling back to look at izuku. he’s looking down, hands fidgeting at your sides as his face is flushed, more so than usual.

“i like you too.” izuku’s big green eyes look up to meet yours, blinking a few times.

“really?”

you nod, leaning down to see him better. “really.”

izuku has always been pretty. his eyes captivated you when you saw him for the first time. his freckles frame his face perfectly. you’ve known him for years, but in the past few months you’ve found yourself staring at his lips the most. they’re pink and soft despite his absentminded lip biting. you’ve had dreams of what it would feel like to kiss him. you think back to the years you’ve spent holding yourself back. now, you can’t help yourself. “can i kiss you?”

“are-are you sure? i mean, you want to kiss me?”

“izu, i’ve liked you for years. loved you for years. of course i’m sure.” izuku blushes before he nods. you lean down and press your lips to his. it’s everything-and nothing-like you imagined. his lips are softer than they look. he’s obviously inexperienced, like you expected. he lets you take total control.

when he pulls away he’s still blushing but he doesn’t look embarrassed. “i love you too.” he whispers. “i’ve wanted to tell you that for years, but, i didn’t think you’d feel the same.”

“can i call you mine?”

“only if i can be yours.”

you bite back a smile, leaning down to press a kiss to izuku’s nose. “you always have been.”

[sonorousabyss]

Matchup Rules

✧ 𝗪𝗵𝗮𝘁 𝗜 𝘄𝗿𝗶𝘁𝗲:

Male Reader/Requester Matchups

Gender Neutral Reader/Requester Matchups

Platonic Matchups

Romantic Matchups

✧ 𝗪𝗵𝗮𝘁 𝗜 𝘄𝗼𝗻’𝘁 𝘄𝗿𝗶𝘁𝗲:

Female Reader/Requester Matchups

Requester's OC x Character Matchups

✧ 𝗙𝗮𝗻𝗱𝗼𝗺𝘀 𝗜 𝘄𝗿𝗶𝘁𝗲 𝗳𝗼𝗿:

Bnha (MHA)

Demon Slayer (KNY)

Jujutsu Kaisen (JJK)

Miraculous Ladybug

Star Wars

Hunter x Hunter (HxH)

Twisted Wonderland (TWST)

Genshin Impact

Sk8

Rise of The Guardians (ROTG)

BG3

etc

✧ Information Needed for Matchup :

The following is what usually helps me with getting ideas for my matchups. After some trial and error, I've condensed them into the following:

⋆ This is based on what people have given me in the past, more or less. ⋆ Required Information will have a blue star (⋆) next to it. The rest is optional but preferred. ⋆ Conditions may be subject to change.

⋆ Fandom - So I know the fandom you're requesting for. If the fandom has multiple timelines/eras/shows, specify the part of the timeline/show it comes from (Ex: "Star Wars" would become "Star Wars, The Clone Wars" or "Star Wars: Bad Batch")

⋆ Gender Preference - This can be a preference or lack thereof, generally for Romantic matchups.

⋆ Platonic VS Romantic - Must be one or the other for the sake of tone easier. Anything that isn't romantic will fall under platonic for the sake of ease.

⋆ Gender Identity/Pronouns - helps me categorize the fics via tags and know whether to make any potential pet names/things more masc/fem/gender neutral in descriptions.

⋆ Star Sign/Personality Type/Enneagram - I'm not picky but having at least one of the three helps with matchups based more on personalities.

Physical Profile - Self-explanatory, but most people tend to give me a little blurb about what they look like/their build. Sometimes helps with cute stuff with matchups. Not required, but if I can find a way to clue it in, I will.

⋆ Love Language(s) - Helps me know what to focus on, and figure out matches based on whos. Listing Least and Most Favorites can help as well.

⋆ Perceived by Others - Also self-explanatory. I tend to separate how people come off to others from how they see themselves to help with setting them up with the character, and what they may have first thought of them.

⋆ Self-Image/Description - How you describe yourself as a person. Not to be confused with a physical profile, though in some situations there may be overlap.

Hobbies - Ironically one of the most repetitive in my inserts, and something I've come to not really need as much as other details. Can make for cute little blurbs, but I don't consider it necessary to match you up with another person.

Likes/Dislikes - Self-explanatory. Can be vague, or detailed. Minor things you (do/don't) appreciate, pet peeves, the like.

Clothing Preference - Like hobbies and other things, not wholly necessary. Sometimes I can see characters getting a kick out of style, sometimes not. It comes down to circumstance, really, and this is here simply because it doesn't quite fit in the physical profile, but people still like to share their style with me occasionally so I dignify it with its own category.

Type - This can be in personality or an inclination towards gender, age range, or certain appearance, I don't much mind. Added at a friend's recommendation.

Other - Any information you wish to provide that doesn't fit in the prior categories. This can even be scenario information, since I'll often hypothesize how I think people meet, you could even specify the context of the matchup. (Examples: A Jedi in "Star Wars the Clone Wars", a Miraculous Holder in "Miraculous Ladybug", or a Diasomnia Student in "Twisted Wonderland".

✧ 𝗥𝗲𝗾𝘂𝗲𝘀𝘁 𝗦𝘁𝗮𝘁𝘂𝘀:

Open (Presently Working on Backlog)

⋆ Note: This is a blog, not a job. I do this in my free time, and I can promise that I’ll try to get to any and all requests (that don’t break the rules) as soon as possible, but I do things on the side so I can’t guarantee they’ll be finished immediately. I thank you all for your patience and hope your day is as pleasant as the ocean’s abyss is deep.  ❥ ⋆ Edit: Anonymous asks are acceptable.

Looking for something other than matchups? Find my Request Rules here!

[archer-fb]

@sorrowfulrosebud okay so... I accidentally deleted your ask but here it is bbg for omega denki

Omega!denki who is obsessed with taking your clothes and wearing them all the time

Omega!denki who "sneakily" takes your clothes and used sheets for his best (you know he does it)

Omega!denki who demands you scent him every single time you see him and doesn't take no for an answer

Omega!denki who is scared to spend a heat with you, scared he will do something embarrassing and saying something to gross you out

Omega!denki who ends up grinding on your pillows when his heat hits him early, you find him rutting into your pillow whimpering your name

Omega!denki who begs you to stuff him full and breed him, all he wants is to to feel full

Omega!denki who post heat just wants you to stay longer with him in his nest, he wants his nest to have you in it forever

I made this quick and I quite like it, enjoy lovelys

[teabreakpancakes]

Kinktober: Day Thirty-One

Fuck You Dumb (Dom Yo Shindo x GN Reader)

overstim, corruption kink, fingerfucking!

The soft thrum of his fingers reverberated throughout your body, sending spikes of pleasure up your spine. He watches you struggle to keep your moans in, cherry red blush dusting your soft cheeks. He chuckles, nibbling on the supple skin of your neck.

His fingers dug into all the right spots—never relenting. His smile is oddly sultry yet sweet, hiding the miniscule amount of sadism his eyes held.

It fueled so much to taint you, to see your cute little body quiver like a feather under his touch. His greed only increased the more time he spent toying with your sensitive body.

He'd engrave the very image of you in his head, never to forget the image of you grinding down on his hand, begging him to be more gentle. Every single time he'd graze your sensitive areas, you'd cry out so cutely due to overstimulation, only for your body to beg for more pleasure.

"Little one~ you keep asking me to stop but your body says otherwise~" he cooed mockingly, wiping away the tear trailing down your cheek. "Y, Yo-kun, s, stop 'ts too sensitive" you whimpered, digging your nails into his firm arms.

The brunette could only smile at you, still continuing to prod at your sensitive insides. His already dark eyes gazed at you with such fondness and affection, you could almost forget that he was torturing your insides.

[trashland-llamas]

I Think We’re Alone Now

Prompt; they fall asleep on you

Katsuki, Eijirou & Izuku x GN! Reader (separately)

Written in 2nd person

Gn reader

Katsuki

Bakugou liked when you ran your hand down his spine, lightly over every duvet. It made him feel oddly delicate. Releasing long drawn sighs as his blonde hair brushed your neck. It’s the only time he feels truly safe with the quiet. He doesn’t have to run or fight for his life. He also doesn’t have to put up face for anyone when he’s alone with you, half asleep. His little snores just as loud as you’d expect. ‘Good night Bakugou,’ maneuvering to lay your head on top of his. Wrapping your arms around his waist, closing your eyes, and placing a kiss on the crown of his head.

Eijirou

Kirishima loved to talk your ear off with anything and everything. To the butterfly that fluttered outside the window during Aizawa’s class to the dog that stole a random’s ice cream during patrol. He genuinely loved life and all that it encompassed. If there was someone he wanted to share it with, it’d be you. Always the rock to his rampant seas. Running out of steam eventually, he tiredly laid his head on your shoulder. Taking your fingers to fidget with, twisting the rings on and off. ‘T’anks for listening.’ Kissing his cheek, you got him to lay down. Kirishima resting his head on your stomach. ‘Sweet dreams my little rambler.’

Izuku

Deku could never wait for movie nights to come sooner in the week. Going to a local Redbox next to the corner store. Taking y’all’s sweet time to pick out a handful of titles. Piling up on your two’s favorite snacks, knowing it’ll turn into an all nighter. It always does. Deku at first would keep his comments to himself, thinking his mumbles weren’t that noticeable. But over time with encouragement, he’d point out all the plot holes and inconsistencies. His head laying against your lap as your cascaded your fingers through his hair. These nights a reward in and of themselves, a quick reprieve from your two’s busy schedules. ‘Oh, has the critic fallen asleep?’

‘S’comfy,’ is all he murmurs in response, placing a kiss on your knee.

‘It’s alright love, sleep well,’ turning off the tv, you rest your head against the back of the sofa.

[thelightbringer-themorningstar]

Listen, is it my impression, or do the people that write for My Hero Academia have a harder time tagging the gender of their characters? What the hell? I've been reading imagines almost every day for the past year and something, and I barely had any problems with works not being tagged properly until I started reading bnha x reader stuff.

For comparison, I have all the female tags blocked, in as many variations as I could think of, for Genshin Impact, Haikyuu, and BNHA, and while I come across a lot of works tagged with female reader, they're tagged like female reader! I can't even see what the piece is about unless I click on it because the tags are used properly, and I just blocked it all. Even on works that don't have a header with the details of the piece, the reader is commonly gender neutral or their gender is not even mentioned and in the situations I did come across a "she/her" slip up, that's what it looked like: a slip up. Didn't seem intentional.

But even though I have everything relating to female reader blocked on my My Hero Academia tags, I still come across lots of untagged pieces that feel like they were made to be female reader and the writer just didn't tag it right. It's so often in fact that I feel unmotivated to keep reading even though I've been rewatching the whole thing.

I've only started reading for BNHA recently, so if anyone has a similar or different experience, let me know, I can't be going crazy. Also, if you have any recommendations for Gn!reader or Male!reader pieces/writers, I'd love to have it.

[montyslibrary]

THE KIDS ARE GONNA BE ALRIGHT ┊ AIZAWA SHOUTA

tags: GN reader (called 'Sensei'), coworkers to lovers, reader is a UA teacher (quirk science), single parent aizawa (adopted eri), some workplace shenanigans, meddling kids (class 2A + B), mutual pining, fluff + angst, learning difficulties, mental health (alluded PTSD), getting together, post war arc (heavily implied spoilers ahead), first kisses + making out, suggestive content + heavy themes, HAPPY + HOPEFUL END

wc: 19k

excerpt:

Embarrassment sours your expression; it feels like you’ve swallowed the sun. “It’s not like that,” you insist, laughing nervously. Your gaze settles on a heart sticker Eri pasted on the desk. An old coffee stain has blurred the colour, cheap ink smeared into the wood. Your fingers come away stained pink.

“Young love is exciting! There’s no shame in it. You can be honest with us. With me,” Yagi’s large hand comes down on your shoulder to give a reassuring pat. “I may be old but I’m not that dense. I think”.

“You’re hardly old, Yagi-san. You’re only fifty”.

Yagi chuckles in that signature All Might fashion, a blush glowing bright on his cheekbones. “Thank you. But that is beside the point,” he says. The laughter mellows into a contemplative hum and you fidget while he watches you closely, warmly, “…It’s just, Aizawa seems a bit more alive when you’re around”.

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[marsrblg]

bnha fic recs <3 (pt 03)

multiple characters

moving in with them [midoriya, todoroki] (gn reader)

protecting their s/o during the i-island attack [bakugo, ururaka, todoroki] (gn reader)

watching their s/o fight a nomu on tv [midoriya, bakugo, todoroki] (gn reader)

realizing they're in love [shinsou, todoroki, hawks, dabi] (gn reader)

s/o who showers them in compliments [todoroki, midoriya, kirishima] (gn reader)

saving their s/o from hero killer [midoriya, todoroki] (gn reader)

kissing their scars [dabi, midoriya, iida, todoroki, shinsou] (gn reader)

pics of their s/o in their camera roll [bakugo, kaminari, kirishima, midoriya, sero, todoroki] (gn reader)

s/o is taller than them [bakugo, midoriya, todoroki] (gn reader)

them as secret admirers [bakugo, todoroki, midoriya] (gn reader)

their s/o gets a love letter from someone else [bakugo, todoroki, midoriya] (gn reader)

when they're jealous [bakugo, todoroki] (gn reader)

relationship hcs [bakugo, todoroki] (gn reader)

s/o has a resurrection quirk [aizawa, todoroki, bakugo, midoriya, kirishima, kaminari, dabi, tamaki, mirio] (gn reader)

watching a horror movie [midoriya, bakugo, todoroki] (gn reader)

wearing his hoodie [midorya, bakugo, todoroki, kirishima, kaminari] (gn reader)

when they have a crush [midoriya, bakugo, todoroki, kaminari, sero, tamaki] (gn reader)

meeting their family [midoriya, bakugo, todoroki, dabi, hawks] (gn reader)

reader's crush is revealed [kaminari, todoroki, bakugo, shinsou, monoma, shigaraki] (gn reader)

flustering them [midoriya, todoroki, bakugo, kaminari, kirishima, sero, tamaki] (gn reader)

complimenting them during battle [bakugo, todoroki, kirishima] (gn reader)

random fluff hcs [todoroki, bakugo, midoriya, kaminari, kirishima, tamaki, aizawa, shinsou, dabi, hawks] (gn reader)

texting them "can you come to my room?" [bakugo, midoriya, todoroki, kirishima, tenya, kaminari] (gn reader)

touching their scars [midoriya, todoroki, kirishima, aizawa, shigaraki, dabi, hawks] (gn reader)

sweet things they do [midoriya, bakugo, todoroki, kirishima, kaminari, shinsou, tamaki, dabi, hawks] (gn reader)

them as parents [bakugo, midoriya, todoroki, kirishima, mina, yaoyorozu, kaminari, hawks, dabi] (gn reader)

attractive things about them [bakugo, midoriya, todoroki] (gn reader)

falling asleep on them [midoriya, bakugo, todoroki, kirishima, kaminari, shinsou, tamaki, dabi, hawks] (gn reader)

realizing their s/o trusts them [bakugo, todoroki, kirishima, tokoyami] (gn reader)

autistic bf hcs [bakugo, midoriya, todoroki] (male autistic reader)

intimidating soft bf (reader has prosthetic legs) [kaminari, todoroki, monoma] (male reader)

hybrid bnha hcs [bakugo, kirishima, todoroki, midoriya] (gn reader)

giving them a piercing [bakugo, todoroki, midoriya] (gn reader)

flustering them [bakugo, todoroki, midoriya, shinsou, kaminari] (gn reader)

sneaking into reader's room [bakugo, tdoroki, tokoyami, poly erasermic] (gn reader)

asking to borrow their sweater [bakugo, midoirya, todoroki, kaminari, kirishima, sero] (gn reader)

accidental text confession [todoroki, kirishima, shinsou] (gn reader)

random bf texts [bakugo, todoroki, midoriya] (gn reader)

todoroki

attractive things he does (gn reader)

first kiss hcs (gn reader)

he has a panic attack (gn reader)

shoto confesses (gn reader)

shoto being scared of storms (gn reader)

realizing he's in love (gn reader)

late nights with him (gn reader)

reader has a nightmare (gn reader)

shoto introduces his bf to his dad [cw homophobia] (male reader)

hugging shoto (gn reader)

jealous shoto hcs (gn reader)

confessing to shoto [cw gore, blood, shoto gets stabbed] (gn reader)

[averys-place]

Does anyone wanna do a fic swap? Like we both send a request to eachother? Idk if that makes any sense but I thought it’d be a cool idea!

- Atlas

[reveseke]

Brain dump Nomu AU BNHA — MHA

What if Nomu AU ? Like just think , a kid from 1A gets kidnapped and turned into a Nomu , but they still are more aware of the things they are doing than other nomus like the ultimate one that could talk ? Neo doesn't remember what it was called , too long ago watched the show lol .

And like the nomued kid is brought back and takes a liking to reader and few others ? He was to be killed in sight first , but readers like no bitch he 's not that bad lemme show you . And it just cuts to the nomued kid working along side the reader bc trust is hot ~~ 🔥 lmao

And like the R is perceived as quirkless even if he has a quirk that relates to potion making and more on memory which is not that practical in a fight , but still . Just think about the nomued kid waltzing around him and his work and trying to help him out bc curious as fuck for the Nomu side and really mundane to the original side .

( As neo perceived the nomued characters to have two sides , one from the former original form lets say Bakugo and the Nomu side that formed after they were made . Like a subconscious feral mind or dual mind type of Shizt ? But instead of having one be in control all the time or over powering it' s just co-existing there and gives the original form a change to be in charge which allows bakugo to be himself in Nomu form and resist the Nomu mind unlike the normal nomus that only have the nomu mind going at it )

Now neo knows that this has been on multiple occasion , at least to his memory he can remember reading a fancition about nomu! Reader & nomu! Hawks leaving those to the imagination tho lmao , but with a own twist in it it could end up being pretty fun to dance around as a concept . Nep will most likely do Nomu AU headcanons later lol .

Y'know what's not hot tho , the fact that this brought pick me girls and the stupid clam hand clapping into xes mind and now he is suffering ~ ✓

12.26.2022

[niki-phoria]

pairing: dabi x male!reader (one mention of he/him pronouns, could be read as gn) genre: fluff word count: 781

cw: blood, slight gore

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a/n: i’m so bad at ending fics 😭😭

dabi knows he shouldn’t be knocking on your door, especially at this hour, but he doesn’t know what else to do. he can feel the blisters on his skin against the fabric of his hero suit as he holds a hand against the cut on his side. he hopes there isn’t a trail of blood on the carpet lining the hallway, but he can’t bring himself to look. he’s about to knock again when your door swings open. 

“dabi!” you gasp when you see him. “what happened?” you wrap an arm around his waist, supporting him as you help him into your apartment. his blood is hot against your hand as he leans into your body. you slam the door shut, almost dragging him into your bathroom. 

the tile is cool against his body as he lays on the ground. “my arm,” he whispers. you pull his arm away from his chest, careful not to touch it directly. you rush to press a towel against his side. 

“when did this happen?” 

“couple minutes ago.” his words slur as you apply more pressure against the open wound. he winces, closing his eyes. “didn’t know where else to go.” 

“if this doesn’t stop bleeding soon, i’m calling an ambulance.” dabi nods, struggling to keep his eyes open. 

“‘m sorry.”

“no, don’t be.” you leave the bathroom for a few minutes, returning with a first aid kit and a few more towels. “you’ll need stitches.” shouto’s breathing only becomes more shallow as you prepare a needle and gauze. you throw the now bloodied towel to the side, pressing your fingers against the sides of the cut. “this is gonna hurt. a lot.” dabi forces his eyes open to meet yours, nodding. you bite your lip when you begin the first stitch. dabi yells out in pain before his consciousness finally gives out and he falls into darkness. 

when dabi wakes up, the warmth of your blankets are the first thing that registers. it encompasses his body like a hug. it’s a foreign feeling despite the many nights he’s spent laying in your bed next to you, feeling your body heat pressed against his. he’s wearing an old pair of his sweatpants, probably left haphazardly on your floor at some point. the stinging in his side remains, albeit dulled significantly. a bandage is wrapped tightly around his arm. the skin underneath doesn’t hurt anymore, something dabi is grateful for. 

slowly, he shifts, pushing to sit up. he groans, pressing a hand against his side. underneath the bandage he can feel a neat line of stitches. he pushes himself to stand on his feet, making his way toward the doorframe. the air chills his skin when he leaves the warmth of your blankets despite his already high body temperature. 

“doll?” he calls out. there’s a shuffling from further inside the apartment, followed by a ‘meow’. dabi chuckles, using the wall to support himself as he makes his way to your couch. your shared cat stands in the living room, blinking at him. dabi sits down on the couch, leaning back against the cushions. he sighs. his side burns from the pain but the feeling of your cat jumping onto the couch and curling up next to him makes it better. he pets her with a half-smile, running a hand along her back. “where’s your dad, hm?” your cat meows at him before stretching out against his thigh. 

dabi leans forwards to grab the tv remote, flipping through a few random news channels. the stories are nothing particularly interesting, consisting mainly of low level villains being caught and information dabi can’t bring himself to care about. he lets a random sitcom rerun play in the background as he leans back against the couch, letting his eyes fall shut as he chases a few more hours of sleep to pass the time.

the sound of your apartment door closing wakes dabi from his nap. “hey doll,” he calls. 

you gasp, setting your bags down and rushing to the couch. “dabi!” the man chuckles, holding his arm out. gently, you wrap your arms around him. “how are you feeling?”

“i’m alright.” you pull away from his chest, moving to check his bandages. 

“that was a hell of a cut,” you murmur. “what happened?” 

“just a fight.” his hand rests on your back as you move onto his arm, looking over the healing blisters. “thanks. for… taking care of me.” 

“of course. your side will be okay in a few weeks.” dabi hums, pulling you back into his arms to lean against his chest. “i love you.” 

“i love you too, doll.” dabi whispers, pressing a kiss to your forehead. 

[rottenshigaraki]

Living Dead

Pairing: Dabi x undead!reader

reader is nonbinary -Them/They

Word Count: 2k

Summary: If he hadn't been watching, he'd have never noticed your gaze. Off putting, he thinks, uncanny even, your head staying still as you moved your eyes about, scanning the bar. Before landing on him. You're definitely in the right place if you look like anything your eyes say. An animal giving way to possession by parasites nesting in its rotting brain. Nothing normal.

Tags: body gore, discussion of past abuse and death, angst, fluff, fuckin eventually, drinking,  Content Warning: nothing. 

Personal Note: THANK you Avery for beta reading <3 This was supposed to be a drabble, now it has chapters. how many? i don't know hopefully not too many. The “discussion of abuse” will get intense and in detail in later chapters, it will be appropriately tagged. I will also add tags if needed. 

>MINORS DO NOT INTERACT <

Calm chatter permeated the small secret bar. The villains talked amongst themselves, relaxing and drinking with one another in their own groups, until the dark cloudy portal emerged from nothing, taking everyone's attention immediately. Slim legs belonging to Shigaraki stepped through first, shoes covered in mud and gunk, painting the floor instantly.  He was followed by you, who cautiously stepped through next. Squinting, your eyes slowly adjusted to the bright light as you were met with unknown and on guard stares. 

“This is the new recruit, welcome them in nicely.” Is all the unruly white haired man said before slipping away casually. Not much of an introduction but you weren’t upset with it. Immediately the league's demeanor changed, and they all began welcoming you like an old friend. Toga was the first to swarm you, while the others followed suit.

You were modest to say the least, dressed in a long dark skirt and sweater to match. It was much too thick and itchy for this time of year, not that any of your coworkers had the luxury to dress seasonally appropriate.Your mask, boring in style, stretched from ear to ear to which were also covered by dark hair that caged your face in, hiding you from the warm, harsh light of the bar. The only skin that was  touched by the yellow tint was your fingers. Palms kept warm by your all consuming sleeves. You weren’t the most unusual member they had seen, no not by far, if anything you were the most normal, next to Magne that is. But you were nonetheless captivating. 

Dabi sat in the back of the bar, far from everyone else who crowded to welcome you. Toga, excitable as ever, grabbed your hand to squeeze a fast handshake out of you. Jostling you in every which way. Displeasing you and anyone who'd be inflicted by such trauma. 

If he hadn't been watching, he'd have never noticed your gaze. Off putting, he thinks, uncanny even, your head staying still as you moved your eyes about, scanning the bar. Before landing on him. You're definitely in the right place if you look like anything your eyes say. An animal giving way to possession by parasites nesting in its rotting brain. Nothing normal. But the look you hold is untelling. However, expecting is the emotion he'll link to you. Acknowledgement is what's expected from him.The only one who’s not humping your leg like the rest. It doesn’t matter though, he knew about you, the boss had mentioned a new member with some sort of reviving quirk. Hard to remember everything Shigaraki says to him, always on about something. He would like to think he doesn't give a shit about any newbie, about you, but he'd be lying to himself this time. You're. . . interesting. From how you present yourself to the quirk his boss was getting hard about. He gives you what you want and raises his glass in gesture. The golden brown liquor swirling in the warm glow of the bar,crashing itself against detailed glass before being thrown back quickly, swallowing down the bitter poison. 

That had satiated your need enough, and when his eyes went to capture yours once more, he was left abandoned. You were already back to watching the others around you,and only Dabi had noticed. You never spoke. Nothing more than a hum of agreement here and there. Never really participating because you wanted to, but only when it was needed. You could just be shy or nervous, it’s not like Toga left room for your input anyway, but he knows your type. He knows his type. Sliding his long legs out of the painfully stiff chair, after deciding this was enough socializing for the week, he saunters his way back to the darkness of the second floor. He swallows down his need to glance back at you as he disappears,not you though, your eyes trail after him, step after step, only to be cut short by your hair.

Dangerous man, you think. Of course everyone in this organization is dangerous in one way or another, but he's a silent killer, the type that reads between the lines. He’ll forced his way into the crevasses of your mind, and learned everything unknowable. You know his type. You know your type. The right hand Shigaraki talked about must be him. Who else could fit such a role. Certainly none of these begging dogs displaying themselves to you. No offense to the welcome wagon of course, it’s all very sweet. They are sweet. and if this is all a front then it’s pretty good. But you trust Shigaraki enough to let that worry slip back into the thick folds of your brain. He said you’d be safe here, that you’d be untouchable with his organization. It’s a laughable statement on its own,but they’re still standing after all those fights with the Heros. It’s almost believable that they have a chance. 

It’s comforting. You haven’t known that, in a very long time.

Your focus shifted back to the diverse bunch of figures before you. You’ve learned the young blonde one to be Toga. So young, that it’s sad she ended up here. She was vibrant and eager. The others don’t match her energy at all, yet Twice, the dual color masked man, came the closest. He seemed very excited to meet you, until he decided that he wasn't. He was constantly contradicting himself. Interesting quirk, must be killer at two truths, one lie. Spinner acted as if he wasn't interested, like your arrival was no big deal and he was forced by his mother to say hello. He wasn’t very good at hiding his emotions, eyes always alight with curiosity and interest. He should fix that, soon. Mr. Compress is much more skilled in that regard. Hiding behind a mask is a good way to do it. However he wasn't trying to play the cool guy. He did shake your hand, not as intensely as Toga, which you’d mentally thanked him for. And there was that other one who only deemed raising his drink to be good enough. It was. You weren’t wanting any party. A simple head nod from everyone and you’d be grateful. However they thought otherwise. For a ragtag team of people who've been wronged many times over the years, they sure knew how to share positivity. They were all genuinely excited to meet you. 

Your blood ran cold, an iron fell into the pit of your stomach almost making you lose balance. You gulp, hard and fast, keeping the tight knot down where it belongs. You hold onto the shoulder of the two tone masked man to make sure you remember how to lock your knees. "OH!? Are you ok? Ew don't touch me!" You glance up at him. You probably look pathetic to him,like a wet stray cat. You honestly don’t have the focus to do much else but keep yourself from showing everyone what you had for lunch. You avert your eyes to focus on your shoes. 

"They're probably tired Twice! It's waaaay past midnight by now." Toga laughed. "It’s fine I’ll show you where your room is! It’s on the same floor as mine!" All to fast the girls small arm links with yours and tests your ability to walk. And swiftly, you were taken away from the group. Like a newborn giraffe your legs feel foreign and vibrate with each step. Your head rings with each sound the group chimes off with. Good nights. They wish you a good night. How sweet. Toga was short and powerful, you could tell just by how shes able to manhandle you with ease. She has far too much energy for you tonight, and you’re sorry for it. Once upon a time you'd jump up and down with her in excitement and do everything just as loudly. An admirable trait you hope she keeps.

One and two, one and two, you think repeatedly. Counting each step carefully, not wanting to miss one. It was a nice feeling, finally going up stairs rather than down. Honestly you expected a worse place than this,but anywhere is better than where you were before. You could be under a tarp in the rain and you’d breathe better. You try to keep those rancid memories at bay. No reason to rile yourself up even more. 

"Aaaaand here we are! Last room on the floor! Lucky, you only have one wall roomate. Sorry it has to be Dabi." She snickers. "Be careful, he’s a biter. And he isn't courteous with his late night activities." Her teasing becomes sour, causing her to roll her eyes. "Your room is all ready, I helped prepare it! Blankets and pillows are all there, I spared some supplies too. You'll see them." You look at the door to the side. Dabis room. The right hand.

A plain dark wood door. No decorations on it, not like Toga’s who had a few stickers and blood stains. He was in there right now, doing god knows what. Listening in is your guess. That's what you'd do. But everyone here is close, maybe it wouldn't be needed. You’re sure none of the members would backstab one another. Shigaraki doesn't seem like the leader who'd allow such group squabbles. Looking back to your own door, it was just as plain. You wouldn't decorate it you think. Seems almost stupid to. This isn’t some frat house or sorority. This is the league of villains. This is an organization dedicated to taking down the hero society as we know it. To free those from the ostracization it causes. To free us. It’s the only reason you reached out. The only group you had any hopes in to help reach your goal.

You nod to Toga, hoping she'll leave you alone for the night. You really wanted to puke your guts out in your own peace. Ideally that isn’t what’s going to happen behind closed doors but one can’t be too hopeful with your body. You can already feel it rotting as you stand there.Toga chipperly waved and wished you goodnight, calling out your name before she snakes her way back down stairs.You must’ve developed a new quirk, for roots have sprouted and locked your legs in place. Of course they’d know your name. Why would their boss, your boss, keep that a secret. He’d spoken to them as if he had discussed your arrival beforehand.You didn’t want it a secret, but hearing it was just, a lot. Tonight has been a lot. You hadn't spoken a single word, so it was jarring when she called it. Hearing it from a different person's mouth still left acid burning its way up your throat regardless of the intent.

Inhaling a shaky breath your hands grabbed and turned the knob to your door, as you forced your legs to push yourself forward to open it. It made such a hideous screech that welcomed you into your new room. No lights. Expected. You did have two windows though, and a candle that Toga must have given you. It was half used and pink. Charming. 

Closing the door quickly, you found the lock, which you're thankful it had one on this side, and locked yourself in. A smile spread across your lips as you took it all in. Your bed was nothing more than a twin on the floor with covers that had seen better days. But it was yours.The windows had sheets stapled around them in an attempt to keep the elements out. You were glad that someone had thought about your privacy. Slipping off your shoes and mask you crawl onto the bed and under the covers, squirming into the lumpy mattress hoping to make an impression that your achy body could call home. The room, the bar, the building all had a distinct smell, it wasn't good in any means but it smelled safe to you. Calming your stomach down, you closed your eyes and hoped your ”inconsiderate” neighbor would be the opposite, just this once.

[kacchans-waifu]

mornings with katsuki are pretty mundane, to say the least.

he’s a morning person. you were not. the both of you knew that from the day you started dating.

as a morning person, he always has an early morning alarm on the days he has work. rarely is it any time close to when he has to clock in. he’ll try to turn his alarm off as quickly as possible as to not wake you, and it almost never works. as he shifts in bed, you stir awake.

“sorry,” he mumbles as he carefully raises himself out of bed.

you stay in bed while he starts getting ready for his morning workout. the streets are pretty empty around this time, so he’ll just take a run around the neighborhood. he takes a shower when he comes back and starts on breakfast.

it’s at this point you start to get out of bed, lured into the kitchen by the sound of food sizzling. you come to find katsuki standing in front of the stove, topless.

“good morning,” you greet, half asleep.

“morning. you hungry?”

“yeah…” from behind him, you wrap your arms around his waist and rest your head on his back. “you should always walk around like this.”

katsuki chuckles. “you think so?” you hum in response. he finds you so cute when you’re barely awake. well, he always finds you cute. “go sit down, I’m almost done.”

you obey and in a matter of minutes are presented a fabulous plate of food. you thank him and he places a kiss on your temple as a silent “your welcome.” he then ruffles you hair and tells you to “wake your ass up.”

mornings with katsuki are pretty mundane, but never are they not sweet.