Hello! Can I Request Kyojuro X Tsuguko!Reader That Became A Demon? I'm Fine With Either Fluff Or Super

Hello! Can I request Kyojuro x Tsuguko!Reader that became a demon? I'm fine with either fluff or super angst.🥲

Ooo okay! I hope this is what you wanted! <3 I was a dramaqueen writing this jsksjjdb it's so dramatic and for what 😭

Warning: blood...

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Kyojuro x Tsuguko!Demon!Reader - Changes

The grief is so overwhelming that you fell it sweltering in your chest, that little ball of pressure that makes it hard to swallow and even harder to breathe. Each breath, in fact, has you feeling more and more suffocated, and the tears that flood your vision irritate your eyes, stinging them and forcing them to shut, causing more to overflow.

Little droplets of your heartbreak catch on your eyelashes, reflecting the light and making stunningly pigmented eyes practically glow in the low moonlight casted across Corps Grove.

Cold wind blows through the grass and against your previously beautiful kimono, which is now decorated in blood. It's so, incredibly difficult to think back on the mission, or what you could've done.

An involuntary sob bubbles up in your chest, and then dies in your throat. Everything is lost.

The headache brought on from crying yourself into dehydration moves to the front of your head, accompanied by that familiar pressure inside of your sinuses as your head tilts down, and you let yourself freely cry.

Rengoku looks scared, upset, worried, and just about any other negative emotion in the book. Why is his beloved not letting him close? Why can't he embrace you?

"My love, what's gotten you so stricken with grief?!"

If only he knew.

"My love--"

"-Don't. ...please. Just- I failed. I failed the damn mission! I-..."

What? He doesn't care, he's failed missions in the past, so why are you reacting this way when the problem can be so easily fixed, he thinks.

"Kyojuro!-"

You wail his name, and his chest physically hurts at the sound. You sound so pained, like everything has been lost, like you've been wounded so deeply, you could never truly heal. Panic starts to set in. He wants to run to you, is fighting every urge not to scoop you into his arms and envelop you, keep you safe from the world. But you won't let him.

You absolutely will not let him get closer.

"I'm a- I-... Kyo- I died-"

Oh.

Oh. He knows what's going on.

He knows it now, and there's a sinking feeling in his stomach and he just looks at you, eyes wide in shock. In horror.

The silence is interrupted by a whistle of the wind, fiery hair being caught in the gust and almost reaching for you. He feels ill. Sick.

Please say something, he thinks now. Is he dreaming? Is this some kind of sick joke?!

"I was-... I-…"

It's almost impossible to speak when your chest spasms with shallow breaths, and your head swims with blooming anxiety over what you could've done, and how you've ruined everything with just a little mistake.

Your gut is filled with sorrow and regret, and in your head you tell yourself that it's not fair, that it really was just a little mistake, but it's far too late now, and you can't undo what has already been done.

"I'm not- I'm- n-not human anymore!-... I don't even know why I'm alive!"

That's when Kyojuro's heart sinks. He scrambles to reason with you though, and his attempts have you smiling through tears, as much as your face hurts and your skin feels tight from the salt dried on your cheeks.

"We have Nezuko! We can have you too! I will absolutely not let you go! My love, we can get past this... Please let me come to you- this changes nothing!"

It's like your heart shatters the moment you hear your beloved Rengoku's voice waver in his pleading. He's always so sure of himself. He's so strong and brave, braver than you could ever hope to be even if you wished upon a falling star. But that's why you fell in love with him. Even in this moment, when everything is up in the air, he's still certain that he loves you.

Your resolve wavers, and for the first time since you've gotten back from your mission, you let him hold you.

He's got you wrapped tightly in his arms in seconds, and even through the physical pain, and emotional torment, he still feels so warm and comforting. You're finally safe. Everything is alright.

Alrighty then! Ima go for it! Believe it or not it is neko based. But, with a male y/n to be exact lmao. The quirk being Cat: The user is given cat like ears and tail, however they are givin feline like instincts that they can’t necessarily control. But the user is aloud to transform into a house cat, and can look like their natural hair color. The user can only meow in this form, they can’t talk like a human duh. The user has cat like senses, being able to hear very well, see in the dark, and have really good balance. The user can talk to/ attract felines alike mostly house cats as they seem to be the most popular in Japan. They are known to be flexible, and have balanced landing. And oml that is heckin long look i just copied and pasted from the last time i wrote about this quirk i hope you can forgive me. 😔 But anywho, i can just see Aizawa being absolute friends with this chad, like maybe y/n is a therapist to kids because he can literally comfort them due to his quirk, or just like a detective of sorts because of he can turn into a cat and be an excellent spy. Im so terribly sorry if this is long, i guess this more of an idea giving thing, maybe some inspiration for ya? I wanna see what you come up with. I think it’s about time we get some Neko Dilfs in our lives. 😎 what do you think?

Ooo jejkdbfkd I haven't even watched that fricken program and I'm already thinking of chat noir 💀

But of course I had to make it cute and romantic <3 sort of

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Aizawa x Male!Neko!Reader

It was hard not to stare at Shouta Aizawa when you first met him. He was in his usual outfit, teaching his class 1-A and training with them when you had arrived at the training area, where the class was being held.

You had just been hired as a new teaching assistant because of your reputation as an underground hero, and their thoughts were that it would be best to have another underground hero to teach you the ropes.

He was standing there in all his glory, looking over the kids and making sure that they were making the most out of their training by giving them pointers and keeping track of their progress. It was so hot.

You tried your best not to fanboy over the poor man but you really just can't help yourself at this point. What makes it so much worse is your daddy issues, so this is kind of like waving candy in front of a kid and being like "Yeah you can only look, and you can't eat it. Have fun!", as if!

You were a complete simp for this man, and you always have been since you first heard of him.

He had taken some time out to train you alone in both the physical and mental areas of being a teaching assistant, and his very few complements and praises stuck in your mind like glue.

"I see... A cat quirk, huh? I'll tolerate you because cats are my favourite animal, -but only because of that."

That was a complement in your eyes, at least. He likes you! And he acknowledges your quirk!!

As of right now, you're halfway through your training and you've gotten pretty close to your mentor, though you've told him nothing of your dream to meet him, or of how much his mentoring really means to you. You both regularly chat and you pride yourself on even having made him laugh on some occasions, though he has absolutely no clue how much you admire and crush on him, and he never will.

At least, that's what you think.

In reality, Shouta Aizawa is a much smarter man than you give him credit for, and he could tell from the get-go that you were crushing on him, and hard. He had grown a soft spot for you in the time you've gotten to train and work together, and he had grown to love those twitchy, fluffy little ears of yours, and he wanted to pet your tail so direly, because this man is just an absolute sucker for cats.

He could also tell you had some rather substantial daddy issues too, from your aversion to part from him and your inferiority and abandonment issues, along with your constant need for validation. He found it very, very amusing that you thought he couldn't tell.

As you sit down with him in the faculty room, alone, you have to physically restrain your tail from patting happily against the sofa, your eyes, pupils as wide as the iris itself, avoid making contact with those of your hero.

He chuckles at your shyness despite that fact that it's been almost half a year now since you've met, and the two of you, along with the entire class, have been through thick and thin together and bonded like superglue.

Why were you so shaky around him all the time?

He sits with his legs crossed, an arm slung over the back of your couch and behind you, making you almost quiver as you keep averting his gaze out of sheer embarrassment at this point. He had grown to truly respect you and your accomplishments, knowing about your past with providing free therapy for kids.

That was one specific thing that caused his respect for you to increase dramatically when he first heard about it though, especially since it hit so close to home. His students have been though so much already that most rookie, full-time heroes haven't had to deal with yet, but somehow none of them classified for therapy? Or could even get it at a reasonable price? It was a longstanding struggle that Aizawa had fought long and hard against for his kids, yet he didn't have the power to do anything more for them until you came along. And you did it for free?!

He knew that he wouldn't have much trouble getting along with you at least, since your moral standpoints seemed to allign quite nicely.

He turned out to be right, although somehow no amount of psychology training could help you resolve your own issues, apparently.

"Why are you so tense all the time? 's not like I'm about to drag you to the nearest dark alley and threaten you for spare change. You need to relax"

All he receives in response is a shaky nod, and that's when he gets fed up, taking your chin in his hand and tilting your head towards him, forcing you to make eye contact with him. Your pupils are blown wide with love and adoration, much like that of a real cat, and your left ear twitches slightly, prompting him to pet it as he leans in to press a peck to your lips.

You freeze. It was like you had been struck with Todoroki's ice, because you could only sit in shock as your long time crush kissed you. He's just so dreamy and hot, and you can't stop your cheeks from going bright red again.

"I-... I-... S-so..."

"Let's date."

You nearly faint.

You can't help but ask if you're dreaming, and this only ilicits a low chuckle from the dark haired man which has your knees and heart weak, and as you look back at him and take the sight in fully, your little heart skips a beat. You must be the luckiest guy in the world right now.

The fact that you write for Yu Yu Hakusho and Fruits Basket makes me so flipping happy, you have no idea.

🥰 Thank you for existing.

Abdhhdjdhfhfhf awh omg thank you! I feel like noone really knows that I write for them because I get so many bnha requests that it fills my whole account with just bnha stuff lol 😭😭 so glad my other stuff gets recognition too lol

BANDJNFNFNFB THIS NEVER STOPS MAKING ME SMILE YALL IT GENUINELY BOOSTS MY MOOD 😭😭😭 I FEEL SO GOOD RN NSNSJDHSKSKAHBF

bakugo w a quiet reader?? :D

Like the reader is always silent in class and just sits in the corner n stuff

If youd like me to change anything about what ive written, such as readers pronouns, etc, be sure to lmk! I absolutely do not mind editing it to suit you better!

i made some edits also! reader is gn in this story and doesnt get referred to as specific pronouns, so it can be an x male or x fem reader story as well :)

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Bakugou x Quiet!GN!Reader - Too Good For The Rest Of Us?

He always wondered why you were so quiet during class. It was like you weren't even there. You sit alone in class, alone again at lunch, alone during breaks, and again, alone, you walk back to your dorms, where you spend the majority of your time in your room.

You probably spend all of your time in there shut away in the dark, he thinks, but he doesn't care. You're starting to piss him off with your 'holier than thou' attitude. What makes you so much better than the rest of them that even talking to your classmates serves as no interest to you.

You bet he's gonna call out your bullshit in front of the whole class, but as soon as the bell rings, signifying the end of class, he turns to you and you're already gone. What in the...?!

Whatever. He'll just come to you, then.

He huffs quietly as he collects his stuff together and quickly as he makes his way to the dorms and straight to your door, not even stopping at his own room to drop off his bag and blazer as his spiky blonde hair bounces with each step he takes closer to your room.

Meanwhile you sit on your bed with your laptop, typing away furiously in order to complete the assignment that you were very behind on, struggling to understand what it all means. Look, it's not your fault that words just don't stick with you as easily as they probably should.

It doesn't help that you really lacked the confidence to make friends, so you had noone to ask for help when things became a struggle. Your thoughts are harshly interrupted by a quick and thunderous knock on the door, startling you and almost sending your laptop crashing to the floor in your sudden panic.

"U-Uh-... Gimme- gimme a sec..."

You curse yourself internally for stutterring like that. Heroes don't stutter like frightened children. How idiotic.

You open the door looking dishevelled and unorganised, and your classmate probably thinks you look like a dumbass right now, but you press on, refusing to meet the angry blonde's eyes.

He's confused by this, having expected some rude or overconfident remark from you for almost knocking your damned door off its hinges, but when he's met with nothing but a shy and quiet "uh- what can I do for you, Bakugou?...", he's left feeling very much confused, and very much like an idiot.

"Uh-"

For the first time ever, you see him thrown for a loop, but he carries on with the same arrogance and annoyance as before, but not as much conviction. Especially since, damn, you're like a half a foot taller than him. He's never actually been this close to you before, but man, you're tall.

"What's up with that attitude? What? Think you're too good to entertain us with your presence, hah?!"

"N-no! That's not it at all-...

You're cut short by your own yelp as someone a few doors down opens their door and you grab Katsuki's hand to drag him into your room, slamming the door shut to hide. You breathe a sigh of relief until you remember the fuming blonde about a meter away from you, his cheeks burning as he rips his hand out of your now loosened grasp. You find it a little bit funny when he has to tilt his head up to meet your eyes. Just a little bit.

"What the fuck are you-MPH--"

Your hand is over his mouth in seconds as he starts to yell, panicked and begging with your eyes as you tell him not to be so loud, making the blush on his face even worse at your proximity.

"Look, I don't like to draw attention... I know you probably think it's lame, but I don't handle being talked to very well... I'm getting there... okay? I know I can't still feel this way and be a hero, i'm working on it... but for now, could you please bare with me? I really am sorry, Bakugou..."

The boy may be impulsive and brash, but he's not a horrible person, and he scoffs but gives you a curt nod, able to see your anxiety for what it is. He still thinks it's stupid, of course, but it's not his problem so he doesn't bother meddling with it.

His eyes dart around your obviously dark room, your lights off except for the fairy lights on your headboard and your laptop, which holds your own assignment.

"Tch, what? Struggling with the assignment? That was piss-easy, so if you're struggling you really must be dumb..."

You stand in the middle of your room, dumbfounded by the quite frankly rude remark, not realising that he's using it as an excuse to help you out, the blonde sitting down in your bed without permission and typing on the keyboard like he would if he were helping out Eijirou or Denki.

"You know, what you've written already isn't half bad, just stop waffling. You take too long to complete your sentences and you end up digressing. Stop that, it's stupid."

You're still equally as confused as you were earlier, if not more, but you shake your head and just think to not question it. Bakugou does what Bakugou pleases and if you want to keep your face then you'd best let him to his own devices.

You can't say you don't appreciate the help though, so when later that evening, after Bakugou had left and it was now dinnertime, you present him with freshly made spicy soba, he looks at you in mild surprise and gruffly, awkwardly takes your gift and drrags you into his room to finish it with him.

You could've never imagined him doing anything like this at the beginning of the year, but you now realise how much he's grown as a hero since then, and that inspires you just a little bit. You don't let him know that, though.

hey how is ur name pronounced 👉👈

Ah- my name is xion and it's sorta pronounced like Shaun /Shawn but with emphasis on the i

Shi-on, if you will :)

i didnt think that the deaf reader x kiri would be popular w/ people asking for moree-

Im confused-

Wha? Bae I'm so tired I don't understand 💀