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If your asks are still going could you write a little piece with Shunsui from bleach? Maybe with a s/o who is more dominant with others in her squad and doesn't hold back, but for him is a bit of a pushover and gets all soft and smitten.

Sorry if that doesn't make sense haha 😅

Ofc! Had to do a lil research for this because I haven't watched bleach in so long lol

But thank you! I'm so glad you liked my bleach stuff! I'm hoping I get more onto the bleach and black clover fandom because as much as I love MHA, I also really love these other animes too, so your encouragement really means a lot <3

Also peep the Yu-Gi-Oh! Abridged reference 💀

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Shunsui x Reader - Headcanons

The very thing that attracted him to you was your attitude and your intensity. He thought you were worth getting to know better because your personality seemed to switch completely when you were at work in comparison to when he would occasionally see you off duty.

You were the complete opposite to him, who just stayed on vacation-mode all the damn time. It was intriguing to see someone so 'model-squad member' - like get so shy and bashful when the adrenaline wears off and the responsibility is gone.

The first time he had seen you in action was like watching Soi Fon lead her squad. You were quiet and deadly, often silencing hollows with fast, overwhelming barrages of attacks from all directions as opposed to being flashy and strong like Kenpachi or Hitsugaya, though you weren't quite as strong as a squad leader yet.

Though when he saw you next, sitting in the shade and laughing with your squamates, he was even more interested than before.

He started hanging out with you more and more since then, and since he was your superior, you couldn't really get away, now could you?

He could never get used to the way that you would easily direct a squad of multiple people to work together perfectly, but every time he spoke to you, you would blush and refused to keep eye contact.

You couldn't even scold him for slacking off so damn much.

He's far too handsome and you're far too smitten to risk getting on his bad side and annoying him by being pushy.

When he walks in on a training session where you lead your fellow squad members, he's deadass got the words knocked out of him as he hears you barking orders and directing the group perfectly, being strict and merciless with them in a way he had never witnessed you act before.

He treats you differently after that. He's a little more teasing, but he definitely listens to you just a little more in fear of being yelled at like that, much like husbands will fear their wives' wrath.

After a while though, he clocks that you're literally a pushover for him, and of course this asshole takes advantage of it.

Cheeky bastard.

You manage to catch him drinking sake on the job once, and he only smiles like an idiot as you rattle his ear off about how unprofessional and irresponsible it is, amused at the way you don't raise your voice at him once. You do yell at him though, when he snorts at your reaction and ruffles your hair.

He just falls in love with you as you scold him.

You're already head over heels though, he's just infuriating sometimes.

He totally manages to convince you to help him with his paperwork, and you can't help but feel a little happy that you're helping him and doing something to make life easier for him.

He knows just how smitten you are when he finally clocks the difference between the way that you treat him in comparison to other squad members and even other captains. He knows you're not a kiss-ass, and you're stubborn as an ox, so why is he so different?

Not to mention your reaction when he flirts with you?? You get sleazed on by other men and it's all "huh? You little ****! You son of a ******* ***** ***** **** ****, I'm going to tear off your ****, and shove it right up your ****** ******* ******** ****, and then **** **** ***** on your **** ******* **** with *** ******* *** in the ***** ******* **** and **** ***** your ******* *** and **** ***** so then you'll have to **** sideways-!" but when he does it (albeit in a slightly more respectful and far less creepy way), you're all blushy and squirmy.

That's the main thing that tips him off, of course. You're just so intense and sometimes downright scary when you have to be, but then when you're with him, it's like having a skittish little puppy around.

Of course, as he confesses that he knows how you feel, and tells you that he feels the same, he's holding your chin and smirking like a little shit, even though he's a good foot taller than you. He knows exactly what he's doing to you, and he fucking thinks it's amusing.

He's grown so protective over you as well- he wouldn't dare pushing his luck with you and making you uncomfortable, or being too difficult for you and stressing you out, and every time he sees that you're upset he's immediately there to make you feel better.

The first time you kiss is something he'll never forget though, especially because of the squad of a moan you released into his mouth when he surprised you like that, and it had him chucking and laughing at you, his chest shaking while you pout and turn away from him, going bright red because of his teasing.

Honestly, he couldn't ask for a better, funnier, kinder, prettier partner, and you were absolutely obsessed with this himbo.

Addition to request of pt 2. Of bubble bath. Cuddles with aizawa after?

-shuu🥺🥺

Ofc! You asked and you shall receive! <3

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Aizawa x Reader - Softer

-Part 2

You let your eyes flutter closed as Shouta bathes you, running a soft flannel over your previously sweat-soaked skin. He takes the time to gently soak and clean every spot of skin he can see, pressing tired kisses to your neck and collarbone.

His eyes are narrowed as he thinks about his earlier mistake as if it's his fault. He knows it's not, but he still can't help but feel waves of crushing guilt wash over him like the foamy bathwater he had ran for you.

It's almost as if you know him well enough to read his mind.

"Shou- don't beat yourself up, baby. I'm the one that wanted to try it, right? It's not your fault. I'm okay, and I feel better now."

He wishes that was enough to ease his conscience.

You only chuckle at his soft sigh, and the way that his eyes shift while he looks in another direction. He's so adorable.

You simply sit up from your lounged spot and cuddle him closer, enjoying the feeling of the warm water surrounding you both. The bath does just the trick for releasing all of the tension in your muscles.

Shouta can't help but blush a little and avert his eyes again as you hug him very... nakedly. His heartbeat pumps a little faster at the feeling of soft mounds pressed right against his pecs, and he hesitantly hugs you back, wrapping his strong, firm arms around you.

The quiet giggle and the soft nip at his neck has him side-eyeing you and your mischief, raising an eyebrow and shaking his head in mock disappointment while he gets up, getting ready to pull the plug out of the bath and get dressed.

"I thought you were done... What? Four orgasms not enough for you?"

Nevermind.

Your face glows bright red and you shut right up, taking his outstretched hand while he offers it to you after getting dressed in some boxers.

You huff and towel dry yourself as your partner struggles silently, trying not to stare at the curve of your breasts and your waist as you dry off, and the little rivulets of water that manage to survive the towel patting.

The towel is scrunched in your hair as you finish with it and your dressing gown is wrapped around you while you ignore your boyfriend's staring, sauntering past him and shedding the gown as you cuddle into the sheets.

Shouta isn't sure if he's glad or not that you're naked. He merely sighs and follows behind you, cuddling you close and slotting his chin to rest on your shoulder while he cuddles you from behind, hands wandering down to caress your waist.

He lands a sleepy kiss to your shoulder while the two of you spoon, falling asleep in the safety and warmth eachothers' embrace.

hiii !! i was wondering if u would write a comfort fic with a bakugo x gn!reader where theyre really struggling with taking care of themselves and gone down like a depressive spiral without him knowing until they finally just broke down. i was thinking the reader would have a telekinetic quirk and they never really used it before but they use it all the time to even do simple things. sorry this is so depressing LMAO but i love ur work !! 🖤🖤

Aw! Omg thank you <3 I'm so glad I have such devoted readers on here guys 😭 it really makes me wanna shit and sob and run laps rn abshdnakshbsnx

Also ofc I will :D

I love the angst so you bet imma make this as dramatic as possible

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Katsuki x GN!Reader- Sink or Swim

You could tell it was getting bad again. You were hesitant to go to class or training, you no longer had any interests in your hobbies, even thoughts of your friends were interrupted by "you know they wouldn't care if they never saw you again."

And on top of that, it's was so, so hard getting out of bed in the mornings, and being motivated get stuff done. You had started being repeatedly late to class and you were skipping meals, convinced that after all of the minimal effort you've put in, you weren't deserving of a hot meal anymore.

You don't deserve a place in this school, and you don't deserve the title of a hero. You're just not good enough.

Almost every week you're introduced to yet another tragically disadvantaged youth who's given life and limb just to have a shot at being a hero, and you can't help but feel so undeserving. What use are you, even? The only quirk you have is telekinesis, and even then, it's really not very strong.

Your best friend and partner, Katsuki Bakugou, hasn't even realised just how bad things have been getting, and even though you know you're being a little harsh for expecting him to know when things are wrong even when you haven't talked about it, you can't help but feel a little upset.

During the next week or so, your foul mood only gets worse, and when you realise that your friends are actively trying to avoid you, that's when you break.

They were only giving you a little space because they thought you were having a rough time, and they didn't want to set you off since they knew they could be a rowdy group. It was Mina and Denki who thought it would be best, since they both haven't had the best of luck with sensitive people, and this proves it even more.

You spend the week stuck in your room, not coming to class and instead spending your time staring at the wall of your room, the drab, grey surroundings being a perfect match for what you're feeling.

It's Friday, and your room hasn't seen the light of day since Saturday. You've been crying every day into the soft plush that Katsuki won for you at a fair on his first try, despite your many attempts. You had refused to use your quirk because it wouldn't have been a real win. He'd found that kind of adorable. Stupid, but adorable.

Katsuki had come knocking on your door a few times, but every time you had sent him away with an "I'm sick, babe. I'll be better soon..." Or something along those lines. At this point though, he was at his fucking limit.

"Open the door before I blast it off its fucking hinges. Let me see you! You know being sick isn't a fucking excuse when we've got recovery girl! I've kept Sensei off your ass for a fucking week already, now let me see my fucking partner! I'm worried about you- you're not sick, did you think I'm some kind of dumbass?!"

Your bottom lip wobbles as you listen to him banging on your door. Of all things, you could probably learn to live with not deserving your dream carreer or your place in this school, but not him. The thought that you don't deserve him eats at you every fucking day.

He goes well above and beyond for you, and why? Because you're lucky enough to have caught his attention? It makes you feel physically sick to think about all of the other people out there that could give him more than you ever have. Maybe you should stop running from him though.

Ever so slowly, you get up out of bed, dressed in one of his loose shirts and a baggy pair of sweats. And when you finally open the door, Katsuki can really take in how much you've let yourself fall apart. You really do look sick, but not with the flu, and it breaks his fucking heart.

Immediately his eyes are glossed over and filled with remorse at the fact that he hasn't been here for you, and he opens his arms for you, ushering you into a hug that's far gentler than any other he's given you. It feels so good.

"Shit... I'm so sorry. I'm sorry I wasn't here. Fuck."

"It's not your fault!"

He squeezes you tighter as you cry into his chest. It's times like these that you thank your lucky stars for being shorter than him, because it makes him the best person to hug, and one of his hands buries itself into your tangled hair as he pets you, slowly guiding you back into your room.

You couldn't have asked for a better boyfriend.

He spends the rest of the day cuddling you, your legs tangled together under the sheets while you nap and he watches over you. And you're not surprised when, the day after, he's forcing you to get up out of bed.

"Get up, lazy ass!"

"Noooo!-"

It makes a rather comical picture as he's got one hand around your ankle while you mock tears and cling to the bed frame, struggling against your much stronger boyfriend when he tries to drag you out of bed.

"Help me clean this ugly ass room! Dumbass! If you love me you'll help clean this pig sty!"

"God! Fine! It's not that big a deal- please!"

He finally lets you go and gives you an unimpressed look, since you can't even see the floor in the mess you've let collect, and as you get up and trip over a sock, he only snorts in amusement, giving you that "I told you so" look.

He really does help to distract you from your feelings when you're with him, and every time you try to thank him for it you're met with a chaste kiss to the lips, which has you blushing and stuttering in seconds. He could never get tired of that sight.

I can speak 3 languages fluently,

1 decently

And 1 im learning

Fluent: English, russian, ukrainian

Decent: Spanish

Learning: Japanese

Dont ask me to try to speak in russian & ukrainian. I dont have they keyboard for it 🥲

I wish that were me but I would have failed my Spanish GCSE if I'd actually took it 💀

Don't be sorry, those are the most adorable bunny pictures I've ever seen, she must've been such a sweetheart. It's so sad to see her go, but she'll always be your beautiful baby girl <3

Hi! How are you? I'm not sure if you're okay with angst but I am in a dark place right now. TW! Death of a animal.

Last Thursday, I had to make the toughest decision of my life. My dog of 12 years who I loved dearly was suffering with fluid surrounding her heart and lungs. She was dying in my hands at the vet and there was nothing I could do to save her except putting her to sleep. I'm still 19 and my parents didn't want anything to do with it so I made the call right there and then. It still haunts me seeing her dying in front of my eyes and I just would really love if...I don't know have a Bakugo X Reader where he comforts and helps reader through this tough time... Maybe moments where she comes home and from the happy barking she got used to nothing, or when she gets up for a glass to drink she goes to pet her and there's nothing.

If not, It's okay and I hope you have a wonderful night/day! :)

Oh gosh! You got lost in my inbox bby I'm so sorry :(

I hope I'm not too late to make you feel a little better, and I hope you can forgive me for taking so long :(((

I put your ask first in line to make as soon as I saw it <3

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Warning: Death of an animal...

Bakugou x Reader - Because she's not here

It felt so unbelievably... empty.

Losing her wasn't something you had expected, and it had been so sudden. You didn't even have enough time to say goodbye.

You had taken your dog to the vet for a checkup just because she had been acting a little... down. She was no longer as active and excitable, choosing instead to cuddle with you and spend most of her time laying down.

You thought maybe she had an infection, or the food just wasn't good enough for her, but when you found out there and then just how much pain she was in, the only choice you had was to let her go.

It was hard.

Seeing her eyes open for that last time... It was never something you thought you would have to see.

That night, you came home without your best friend.

You walked home in the cold, staring at the floor in front of you and, you don't remember when you got to your front door but suddenly you were there, key in hand as you prepare to spend your first night without her.

Your stomach and your chest hurt, and you couldn't even swallow through the lump in your throat as you rest you back against your now closed door, not even bothering to make it to the bedroom before sliding down to the floor.

The tears just wouldn't stop, not that you even tried to stop them yourself. Theres no wet nose pressing into your palm while you pet her, and there's no happy panting or the scrape of her nails against hardwood floor. It was just emty.

A part of your life is missing, and you don't even know how you could go on without her.

After a few hours of crying into your hands, mourning the loss of a part of your family, you finally get the courage to pull out your nearly-dead phone to call your boyfriend.

He answers immediately. It's currently 11pm.

"Babe?..."

It sounds like he's just woken up, but you know you can't do this without him, so you press on. He knows there must be something wrong for you to be calling this late.

Maybe it's just the exhaustion of crying so intensely, and the dull but heavy and painful pressure of heartbreak that's worn you down enough for you to call your boyfriend this late, but you need him, and he would never dream of refusing you.

The second you stutter out what's happened, he's already put the door, and he has to fight back his own tears so that he can be there for you. He had grown quite attached to her during the years he had been dating you, and had treated her like his own family.

"Shit-. Babe, ah- i-it's gonna be okay. You hear me? Oh-..."

Another wave of grief washes over you and you draw in a shaky breath, crying in big, uncontrollable sobs as your phone sits on the floor next to you.

That night, he holds you close and lets you cry into his chest until you have no more tears to give, and you pass out in his arms while he strokes your hair.

-

The next few days has Bakugou essentially living with you. He's there to greet you after work and to keep you company while you both grieve the loss of your friend.

It's so hard to come home, and you know you wouldn't be able to without Bakugou there, because it's just too soon to be face to face with the obvious emptiness of your apartment.

He helps you face it though, and he helps you move on. You couldn't ask for a better partner.

Through his tough exterior, he really does look after you, making sure to be there everytime you go to stroke your dog, only for nothing to be there, and every time you expect to be greeted by padded paws and a jumpy dog when you come back, he's there to say hello with a kiss and a hug.

This is how the two of you ended up living together.

You just weren't made to be alone. It's the one thing you're truly afraid of. Not the dark, not the boogeyman, not spiders, just the thought that you could truly be alone one day.

So he moved in with you, and it made it just a little easier to cope now that you had some more company, and someone to cuddle when you felt alone.

Together, you both tried to move on, and although the pain never really goes away, it's just a little easier to go on.

Hi! How are you? I'm not sure if you're okay with angst but I am in a dark place right now. TW! Death of a animal.

Last Thursday, I had to make the toughest decision of my life. My dog of 12 years who I loved dearly was suffering with fluid surrounding her heart and lungs. She was dying in my hands at the vet and there was nothing I could do to save her except putting her to sleep. I'm still 19 and my parents didn't want anything to do with it so I made the call right there and then. It still haunts me seeing her dying in front of my eyes and I just would really love if...I don't know have a Bakugo X Reader where he comforts and helps reader through this tough time... Maybe moments where she comes home and from the happy barking she got used to nothing, or when she gets up for a glass to drink she goes to pet her and there's nothing.

If not, It's okay and I hope you have a wonderful night/day! :)

Oh gosh! You got lost in my inbox bby I'm so sorry :(

I hope I'm not too late to make you feel a little better, and I hope you can forgive me for taking so long :(((

I put your ask first in line to make as soon as I saw it <3

Masterlist <3

Warning: Death of an animal...

Bakugou x Reader - Because she's not here

It felt so unbelievably... empty.

Losing her wasn't something you had expected, and it had been so sudden. You didn't even have enough time to say goodbye.

You had taken your dog to the vet for a checkup just because she had been acting a little... down. She was no longer as active and excitable, choosing instead to cuddle with you and spend most of her time laying down.

You thought maybe she had an infection, or the food just wasn't good enough for her, but when you found out there and then just how much pain she was in, the only choice you had was to let her go.

It was hard.

Seeing her eyes open for that last time... It was never something you thought you would have to see.

That night, you came home without your best friend.

You walked home in the cold, staring at the floor in front of you and, you don't remember when you got to your front door but suddenly you were there, key in hand as you prepare to spend your first night without her.

Your stomach and your chest hurt, and you couldn't even swallow through the lump in your throat as you rest you back against your now closed door, not even bothering to make it to the bedroom before sliding down to the floor.

The tears just wouldn't stop, not that you even tried to stop them yourself. Theres no wet nose pressing into your palm while you pet her, and there's no happy panting or the scrape of her nails against hardwood floor. It was just emty.

A part of your life is missing, and you don't even know how you could go on without her.

After a few hours of crying into your hands, mourning the loss of a part of your family, you finally get the courage to pull out your nearly-dead phone to call your boyfriend.

He answers immediately. It's currently 11pm.

"Babe?..."

It sounds like he's just woken up, but you know you can't do this without him, so you press on. He knows there must be something wrong for you to be calling this late.

Maybe it's just the exhaustion of crying so intensely, and the dull but heavy and painful pressure of heartbreak that's worn you down enough for you to call your boyfriend this late, but you need him, and he would never dream of refusing you.

The second you stutter out what's happened, he's already put the door, and he has to fight back his own tears so that he can be there for you. He had grown quite attached to her during the years he had been dating you, and had treated her like his own family.

"Shit-. Babe, ah- i-it's gonna be okay. You hear me? Oh-..."

Another wave of grief washes over you and you draw in a shaky breath, crying in big, uncontrollable sobs as your phone sits on the floor next to you.

That night, he holds you close and lets you cry into his chest until you have no more tears to give, and you pass out in his arms while he strokes your hair.

-

The next few days has Bakugou essentially living with you. He's there to greet you after work and to keep you company while you both grieve the loss of your friend.

It's so hard to come home, and you know you wouldn't be able to without Bakugou there, because it's just too soon to be face to face with the obvious emptiness of your apartment.

He helps you face it though, and he helps you move on. You couldn't ask for a better partner.

Through his tough exterior, he really does look after you, making sure to be there everytime you go to stroke your dog, only for nothing to be there, and every time you expect to be greeted by padded paws and a jumpy dog when you come back, he's there to say hello with a kiss and a hug.

This is how the two of you ended up living together.

You just weren't made to be alone. It's the one thing you're truly afraid of. Not the dark, not the boogeyman, not spiders, just the thought that you could truly be alone one day.

So he moved in with you, and it made it just a little easier to cope now that you had some more company, and someone to cuddle when you felt alone.

Together, you both tried to move on, and although the pain never really goes away, it's just a little easier to go on.