Crap. I Was Just Reading Through Ur Rules And Realized You Don't Write For Ocs. If There Is A Loophole

crap. I was just reading through ur rules and realized you don't write for ocs. if there is a loophole for your oc tho, I'd be happy to hear more about her!

much much love and apologies - Kovu

awww that's okay it happens ! i Do mention i don't write oc REQUESTS but i never said anything about my own oc's so....but either way i'd love to talk about her (n some other ones) !! talking about oc's is always fun so im glad you asked !!!! <3

hey! just to make you aware and you do not have to post this but a blog that is reblogging some of your posts @/just-a-hardcore-simp-who-writes is a known plagiarizer especially of bakugo fics there is evidence on @/meggsngrits page I will send link in next ask stay safe!

Oh my gosh tysm for warning me !!! I didn’t think anything of it either they seemed sweet too ! plagiarizers are such losers :(( !!

Tysm again for warning me n for bringing this to my attention!!

much love 💗💗

you wonder how todoroki shoto is doing.

you remember him being the boy that sat a row away from you in class. he always kept to himself, never raising his hand to answer questions but always able to answer when he was called on. also, he was endeavor's son.

even if most of the parents at your private school where big shot's, apparently endeavor was in a league of his own. and so was his son, apparently.

nobody even dared talking to the todoroki son, and neither did you, but you liked looking at him. he's always so meticulous and calm as opposed to your rowdier louder classmate's. despite his quieter presence he always seemed to stand out to you. his bag is big enough to carry everything he needs without having to shove anything inside or leaving it half opened. he wipes his mouth with a tissue after he's done eating his lunch alone and his handwriting is pretty. his lashes are long and he's pretty.

you remember being partnered up with him for a class project once. he'd immediately cut to the chase and split the work for the both of you, clearly not humoring your attempts of starting conversation.

slowly though, you start getting him to stay behind to talk to you a little longer after the bell rings until he invites you to get your work done in the library, just to get your work done. until you ask him about his favorite colour and he doesn't know, so he asks you yours. and then you ask him about his favorite ice cream flavour, he says he doesn't have sweets a lot and he asks you yours. and you keep talking and he keeps listening and asking. you ask him if it doesn't bother him that you're talking so much but he says he doesn't mind.

you liked spending time at the library talking with shoto and you think he enjoyed listening to you. you liked riding your bike home with him while he walked next you, before he agreed to ride on it with you sometimes, but one time you both fell off and you hurt your knee, and he promised to never get on again if it meant you getting hurt while carrying you on his back. you remember him smelling really nice and you tightening your arms around his neck and nuzzling into him, and his grip on you tightening as well.

you liked holding his left hand when it got cold out even though he didn't like it much, but he'd do it for you. you liked it when you got to switch seats and sit next to him and you think he liked sitting next to you. you didn't see shouto smile often, but he did when he was with you and you liked that. and you think he liked that too.

you think so at least. you hope so, because when break was over he was gone.

you'd heard he got pulled out of school, some other people just said he'd switched, to go to a better cooler private school. you hated it when people said that because the shoto you knew wasn't like that. he knew people talked about him and he hated being associated with his father. he likes the caramel you sneak in for him at school and you like the way his eyes light up when he guesses the flavour of fruit candies you make him taste. the shoto you know that ties your shoes for you and shares his umbrella with you, the one who half heartedly stomps into wet puddles with you, the one with the pretty lashes and pretty smile and pretty handwriting isn't like that.

and you wished you could've asked him where he went, and why he went and took his warmth for snowy winter days with him, but you couldn't because he didn't have a phone and neither did you. you weren't old enough for one yet and you'd told him that as soon as you'd turn thirteen he'd be the first contact in your phone and he'd smiled.

you couldn't do that anymore. and you wonder how he's doing four years later.

you don't very much, but you think about him sometimes when his soft hair and pretty eyes cross your mind. he never cared for his looks much even after being voted the most handsome boy by the girls in class.

"i didn't know people thought i was..handsome." he ponders, scratching at the corner of his paper with his pencil. you kick your legs in the air where you're sitting next to him, you pout.

"why not ?"

"because..my scar.." he trails off, he keeps erasing at a spot he'd already wiped the pencil lead off of. you lean in so you get into his field of vision and he leans back a bit with widened eyes before leaning in towards you again, you're forwardness always took him by surprise.

"nuh-uhn, the others say it makes you look even more handsome !" you reassure and he blinks.

"do you think i'm handsome ?" he asks, tilting his head cutely. you splutter and feel your face heat up.

"e-everyone does.."

"do you ?" he leans closer.

you gulp, gripping your chair you turn your head away from his to the side and nod. you get the courage to peek up at him and you're surprised to see a smile pulling at his lips and a light tint of pink on his face.

"that's good." is all he says, but you feel so much warmth swarming through you, and you think he does, too.

so you wonder where he is and you wonder how he's doing. you wonder if he has any new friends or if his most handsome boy award got him a girlfriend. you wonder if he truly felt the same way you did way back then and if he liked holding your hand just as much is you did his because it was warm but also because it was his. and you wonder if he thinks about you.

except you don't have to wonder anymore. because on your first day at your new school, he walks into class. his eyes widen when he locks eyes with you and you recognize him, and you think he does too.

♡ extra #1 : marking mishaps ♡

in which : your boyfriend decides to show you how serious he is about your relationship by taking a big step.

(fem reader pronouns, marking and blood but no gory descriptions ! lots of physical affection, messy descriptions of kissing im sorry yall its my first time😞🤞🏽, pure fluff tho all in all short n sweet dragon bkg just how we love ‘im, lemme know if i missed sum else <3)

your dragon man has been extremely affectionate lately. he always is, in his own way, but it’s been getting a little weird.

usually, whenever you come back from work, you’re always greeted by your katsuki cleaning up the kitchen from when he’d just made dinner. hanging around the kitchen with the cute black ‘kiss the cook’ (with a skull printed on to fit his tastes) apron you’d gotten him as a gift for your first christmas. he’d snarled at you and threatened to eat you alive and it’s a little too tight on him, but he will not touch the stove if he isn’t wearing his favorite little apron first, big horns and scaly red tail and all.

he, usually, always greets you with a knock of his forehead to yours and a soft nuzzle of his nose against yours, you’d learned it’s actually a pretty affectionate greeting for dragons, before he looks away in embarrassment and gruffly telling you to sit down and eat.

however lately he’s been awfully..romantic. he still knocks his forehead against yours but when he does there’s no soft “bonk” anymore. instead, it’s a soft press and his hair tickling against your forehead, he nuzzles you again and leans in to kiss you. it’s nothing too crazy, but it’s much more intimate in a way and you can’t help but breathe against his lips every time you pull away. before he shoo’s you back off again, telling you take off your shoes so as not to get the floor dirty.

he’s somehow even clingier, something you thought was impossible, but your boyfriend keeps surprising you every day. he’s especially more touchy when you’re about to leave for work, always insisting on you hugging him before you leave lest he gets cranky.

but there’s always something that happens whenever he gets touchy like this. he’s always, always, somewhere near your neck.

he sneaks up behind you and places his head into your shoulder and runs his hands up and down your sides, he nuzzles his face into your neck when he gets tired while you’re watching a movie and sometimes he’ll even just sniff at you, claiming you ‘smell different there’. once he even nipped at your nape and when you yelped in surprise, your head flying back ready to scold him, you’re met with his eyes widening, like hadn’t had any control over his actions before he quickly throws out a weak apology in favor of hiding his face inside your neck. it’s a little weird, but you shrug it off, another thing you’ll have to look up online. then again, fanfiction doesn’t seem to be a very reliable source, so you guess you’ll have to pry it out of your grumpy male wife boyfriend some other time.

today is wednesday, which means you have the day off. naturally you spent the whole day lazing around with katsuki when he came back from the gym. you’re glad he’s finding more hobbies for himself, but you miss your dragon man when he’s gone too long. you think it’s probably because he’d been so uncharacteristically doting lately and scold yourself for being childish.

you’ve finished eating dinner and washing the dishes and it’s movie time. it’s katsuki’s turn to pick and you’re pretty into it, but katsuki seems to be regretting his choice because he won’t stop bothering you.

you glare at him from his little cave in your shoulder, again, and smack his finger reaching up to poke at your cheek, his smirk widens when he sees your expression.

“focus on your movie” you accentuate, tugging at his horn, he simply smirks wider, clearly thriving off of your attention being completely on him.

“this shit’s boring.” he mumbles childishly and you roll your eyes. he runs his finger along the side of your face “like doin’ this better.”

“is my discomfort that amusing to you ?” you deadpan.

“yep.” he quips without missing a beat “s’my favorite thing to do.” the rest of his sentence is drowned out when he shoves his head into your shoulder, hiding his eyes from you. you look up at the ceiling and back at the tv to push your cheesy smile away. you run a hand through his hair, heart kicking a bit when he chuffs in appreciation.

“pissing me off ?”

“mhm.”

“lovely.” he huffs a laugh into your skin in response and you tug at the ends of his wheat blonde strands, he growls and pokes at your sides and keeps doing it when you squeal, until you push his hands away, and the mood suddenly shifts when he huffs again and weaves his fingers with yours and lifts them next to your head. you let out a little grunt when he scoots closer to you and throws his leg over yours, as if he isn’t already practically laying on top of you.

he presses a kiss once, twice and then two more times from the base your neck to crook of it “i love you, shit human.” he mumbles between wet kisses “say it back.”

you giggle at his childish demands, wrapping your arms around his neck you press a kiss right next to his temple, being wary of not poking your eye out with his horn. “i love you too, my handsome dragon man.”

he groans and full on squeezes and grips your sides when you call him by the petname you like to tease him with. you let out a laugh, throwing your head back a little. he grumbles again and you roll your eyes at the cheap warning.

“alright, alright. i love you too, katsuki.” you concede, still giggling out the rest of your sentence. you come to an abrupt stop though, when he peeks up to look at you. there’s doubt swirling in his eyes and he avoids your gaze, which you’ve come to learn he does when he’s debating on what to say. you don’t want to rush him, so you let him think for a moment before he speaks up.

“you do..” he says, though it almost sounds like he’s asking you. so you nod with a sweet smile “i do, of course i do.” you say with intent, hoping that would somehow be able to convey at least half of the amount of love you have for your silly dragon boyfriend.

he looks towards the tv, or focuses on something next to it before looking up at you again. “yeah..” is what he says, before he slowly leans in, he looks oddly vulnerable like this, and you slowly lead him to meet you halfway for a sweet kiss.

it’s starts off as a few soft pecks at first before he’s sitting up to loom over you. you sit for a good minute simply staring at each other before he leans in for a deeper kiss, swiping his tongue against your lower lip and you oblige, sighing happily when he breathes against you and tries to push you back against the couch. you grab onto his shoulders to remind him you’re still both here laying down on the couch, and he pulls away, pressing his nose against yours as an apology before diving back in. you both pull away panting slightly when you pull away, his cheeks are red and his tail thumps against the couch and you can’t help but think he looks so cute like this. you wrap your arms around his shoulders when he hides his red face in your neck again.

“i—i wanna..” he starts softly, muffled by the fabric of your clothes “i wanna do somethin’ to ya.”

your eyebrows furrow in confusion but katsuki still finds the time to nudge his head against you when you stop rubbing his shoulders, you start to soothingly rub his back again

“yeah ?”

he nods “but i dunno if you’ll like it. dunno if you’ll want me to..” he trails off. now you’re really confused. “if i want you to do what ?” you ask. he mumbles something into your neck and you softly tug at his horns like he’s a bull to pull his head up to look at you, it doesn’t work because he’s him and he’s stubborn. he only groans when you stop your soothing ministrations on his back, you decide to use that to your advantage.

“katsuki, m’gonna need you talk to me properly, otherwise i won’t know what you want, hun.” you sing, he grumbles petulantly but his shoulders relax a little at your tone of voice “i’ll cuddle you all you want if you do, promise.” his shoulders eventually sag at the promise of cuddles and him lifting his head up to peer at you with his red eyes and matching red face has you involuntarily smiling at him.

“hi, you.”

he simply huffs in response, looking off to the side like he isn’t pink to the tips of his ears. he groans, “ i—i wanna…mark you.” he finally admits.

you tilt your head. marking..you think katsuki’s friend, ashido had briefly told you about it. she’s usually your guidebook when it comes to explaining dragon stuff, but she’s hard to reach out of the blue for obvious reasons. she’d hyped it up to be one of the—if not the most romantic things ever.

“ i thought that was mating ?” she shakes her head excitedly, wrapping an arm around you and ignore katsuki’s scorching glare from the open kitchen. she brings you in close like what she’s about to say is supposed to be a well kept secret.

“mating’s part of it, but that’s only a part. marking is the real deal.” she explains, you nod intently. “you can claim someone to be your mate without taking responsibility for it all the time, but it’s frowned upon by the elders an’ yadda yadda,” she waves off, blowing a raspberry and making a hand puppet motion with her hand “but when you mark someone, you’re in it for life !”

“oh, katsuki told me something similar to that..” you recall, eyebrows raised curiously. mina seems to forget her literal dragon like strength and squeezes you closer to her, she turns towards the kitchen with “bakugou ! why didn’t you tell yn this stuff? it’s basic info !” she throws him a catlike grin when he snarls at her “or did you forget..?” she grins. a rage lights in your boyfriend’s eyes and immediately fires back.

“like hell i did !” he throws the towel he’d been washing the dishes with on the counter, throwing her an accusatory glare “it’s not like i was gonna explain all this stuff out of nowhere..never asked so..” he trails off bitterly, untying his apron and your heart squeezes every time you see him with it on, but your head tilts at how quiet he’s suddenly went. “and let yn go. gonna squeeze her to death if you keep at it.” he growls, barely looking up at ashido and stalking off to throw his apron into the washing machine. the pink skinned dragon girl profusely apologizes to you and you quickly reassured her, telling her not to take your boyfriend too seriously.

but a part of you kept on thinking about how quiet katsuki was for the rest of the evening.

so that’s what this was about, you think.

“it’s fine if you don’t want to..” you quickly shush him before he can continue. you love your katsuki, and you love that he wants to share this big step in his culture with you, it makes you happy and warm inside so you shush him “i do want to,” his eyes widen at your words, eyebrows practically flying to the back of his head “but isn’t that a pretty..serious thing ? i remember ashido saying it.” you tread. his eyebrows furrow in confusion and he raises his head to look at you better.

“we tell each other i love you, isn’t that also serious to you humans ?”

“yeah but it’s different isn’t it ? like, here you can say you love someone but break up later. if you…” you trail off when your heart pangs at the thought of your next words. “if you..mark me..you won’t be able to do it again right ? if you decide you don’t wanna be together later down the line then..” you can’t bring to finish your sentence and katsuki doesn’t let you. because he bites your ear.

“OW—fuck ! katsuki, what the hell ?!” you exclaim, trying to push him off of you, but it doesn’t work, because of course it doesn’t and he latches on to you harder like the big lizard he is.

“there, like you better like this. hate when you sound all scared like that” his words sound really mean and you scoff and shove at his shoulder, but you know deep down you understand what he means. he scoots down to lay his head onto your stomach. he stares and you want to poke at his cute cheeks but he somehow senses it, grabbing onto both your arms and urging you to listen with his eyes. his hands are warm and your shoulders relax.

“listen, human. there’s no one. absolutely no one else on this shitty planet i’d ever wanna mate with besides you.” he says, never breaking eye contact despite his cheeks heating up “ i thought about it too, long and hard, so don’t try to tell me i’m confused or whatever, because i’m not.” he affirms, squeezing your wrists

“marking is..a pretty big step, yeah.” he admits. he breaks eye contact for a moment but his eyes immediately land back on your own like he’s being pulled towards you. “but it’s what i wanna do. with you. you’re it for me, i’ve told you that.” his eyes soften the more he speaks and your shoulders relax in turn. you sigh

“okay, if you’re sure..” you nod, he hums in satisfaction and grabs your wrists to place your hands on top of his head and signaling you to move. you laugh a little and roll your eyes when he closes his eyes as if already knowing you’ll start up soon. and he’s right because you do, and a happy noise rumbles deep from his chest. “course i am.”

“but how would that even work ? i can’t mark you back.” you ask meekly, gripping his shoulders when he leans in close to brush his lips against yours again, and he licks at your cheek to make you huff out a laugh.

“doesn’t matter. i already know you’re mine without the mark.” he mumbles into your shoulder, pressing sloppy bites and kisses to it “just want everybody to see you are.” his words have your stomach tying itself into knots. your insides feel warmer and you feel your hands grow sweaty on the fabric of his shirt. you don’t know if katsuki can somehow feel your change of mood in the air, but he lifts his head up to gaze at you softly, with all the love his body can carry.

“you nervous ?” he whisper against you, you shiver.

“a little.” you admit “isn’t it..gonna hurt ?”

“a bit, yeah.” you wince at his words. katsuki kisses your cheeks to soothe you “but just for a bit, an’ then it’ll be gone. s’that good ?” he asks for your approval again. you take a deep breath and nod with a smile, he smiles back softly. then he leans in, runs his nose against your nape and sinks his teeth into your flesh.

it feels like a pinch at first, and you gasp at the slight sting of pain. your muscles tense up and you squeeze your eyes shut. you grip katsuki’s shoulders and he pushes you onto the couch when you lift yourself off instinctively. you let out a quiet noise when he runs his tongue over the mark with a groan, as if trying to ease your pain. it feels better, warmer after a minute of his actions and you slowly relax, following katsuki’s movements and laying back against your couch with a sigh, while the movie drones on in the background.

he stays latched onto your neck for a moment longer before he pulls away with a wet pop, he licks and kisses at the spot he’d bitten you in while you let out quiet sighs and whimpers, and then he’s lifting himself up to look you in the eyes and he’s breathing so heavy, he looks disheveled and you don’t think you’ve ever seem him look more like he’d just ran a marathon than now, even when he’d just gotten back from the gym. you can practically feel his heart beating against yours when he leans down to kiss you, you taste a bit of iron on his lips.

when you pull away he softly nudges and nuzzles his nose against yours and your cheek. “you alright ?” he utters against your jaw, you nod, unable to speak yet and you hide your face in his shoulder and grip his arms, too overwhelmed with emotion. you hear and feel him huff almost proudly when he flips you both over in the blink of an eye to lay on top of him.

“wasn’t too bad ?” he asks, gravely voice soft, you shake your head no “s’it hurt ?” you shake no again. he hums and runs his hands up and down your sides to soothe you. “good. it’ll heal sooner than you know.” he eases, pressing his your temple to whisper the words intimately onto your skin.

“means you’re mine now, officially mine.” he corrects, finally you look up at him and feeling how he tenses, you lean towards him and press a kiss to his nape, right where he’d bitten you to make you officially, his.

“was always officially yours.” you murmur into his skin, you smile when you feel him purr in content and him squeezing your sides appreciatively.

“hell yeah you were.” he boasts. you look up and smile at him mischievously.

“that means you’re all mine too,” your giggles grow louder the more you see his cheeks heat up and he scoffs a laugh, shaking his head.

“well, yeah.” he smirks simply “i always was.” his eyes and tone soften at his last words and your heart grows even softer and mushier for the big lizard man that had blasted through your wall so many months ago.

mark or no mark, you were always katsuki’s to begin with. and he was all yours.

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shouto’s masterlist ♡ !

lil blurbs ! ( i'm just talkin'):

staring

baking cookies with shoto

shoto after you get surgery

his seat (or the one where shoto likes his seat next to you the best)

spacey

hair washing

lil fics ! ( i ramble a little longer) :

boyfriend for sale ! (or the one where your boyfriend forgets to ask you to be his valentine) feat. katsuki bakugou !

he does too (or the one where you wonder how todoroki shoto is doing)

to the moon and back (or the one in which shoto finds out space smells like seared stake and footprints on the moon last forever)

looking at the rain to keep from crying (or sitting on the bus with your ex boyfriend)

weirdo ! (or the one where touya deals with his little brother's bully)

weirdos ! (or the one where you deal with your best friend's bully)

longer fics / series ! ( get comfy 'cuz this one's a multi-parter !) :

to keep from crying 1 2 : sitting in the bus with your fifteen minute now ex boyfriend was not something you expected to happen when you’d gotten ready for your date this morning.

the more the merrier : you're finally on break from work and plan to spend it lazing around at home, there isn't that much to do in your small beach town anyway. however, your plans are disrupted when you find a mysterious mute man washed up on the shore during a beachside walk. well, who said you had to spend your vacation alone? especially since he seems strangely familiar with you.. see storybook event masterlist !

weirdo ! weirdo's ! married for real ! the best big brother ! shouto's a little weird, but that's okay, because you are too.

I think you write for shoto but if not you could also do this w Bakugo

How do you think they would treat reader after a surgery? Say they tore their ACL or a tendon and they have to have a surgery on it. How would they react finding out and helping you after the operation

Tysm!!

hi ! i do write for shoto, so this is for you ! i'm still not sure if i write him correctly and he might be a lil ooc, but i hope you enjoy !

i think he'd be stressed out if he found out you were getting surgery but in his own way.

like he doesn't look like he's about to break down, but he's spacey and lost and he forgets what he's doing randomly

he wants to text you really badly, but he knows since you're in surgery he can't, but he does text you before you go in

"good luck, i'm sure everything will be okay :)"

(he was debating adding that awkward lil smiley face cus he wasn't sure if it was the right thing to say lolol)

afterwards he's super relieved to see you okay and he really wants to touch you but he's scared he'll hurt you lmfaoo

he refuses to even touch your upper body too

"shoto it's just my tendon you can still touch me i'm fine" "i know my love..but i'd rather not risk it"

he doesn't touch you much early after your surgery,most he’ll do is hold your hand, but he's also constantly hovering around reeeeaaally close to see if you need anything

you make a miniscule noise and he's like :

"are you alright ?" "does it hurt ?" "do you need some water ?"

after he gets comfortable again, he genuinely has no issue carrying you around bridal style to get you anywhere bro does NOT gaf LMFAOO

"sho you can put me down i'm okay !!" "it's best to stay safe."

of course he does it for your well being....buuuuttt, maybe he just wants to hold you and see you all flustered about it..just a liiiil bit

(shithead todo is my favorite hc m'sorry)

his ass damn near starts doing everything for you

he wants to do your homework, wants to help you walk, even wants to help you eat atp

"here yn, i blew on it too, so it's good for you." "shoto..."

it might seem like he's babying you a bit, and if you tell him he is he'll apologize n slow his roll a lil bit, but all he really wants is to take care of you :((

won't you let him ? <3