Firecracker | K.B.

Firecracker | K.B.

Katsuki Bakugo x Reader

summary: Y/N sees a boy in class and later she meets him in a odd way.

genre: fluff (idk)

warnings: none

word count: 1,014

request: YES / no

A/N: this was a request from my friend that was in my drafts. Yes, i know I’m posting a lot, but that’s only because i have a lot of content i can post. If it’s bothering I’m sorry not sorry. Hope you like and enjoy!

 You were a hopeful hero who had ran away from home and was lucky enough to get a late entry to U.A. High. Sure you were late into the school but you were powerful because of that you got into Class 1-A right away.

    Today was the first day (yes cheesy) at this new school. It was scary sure, to be alone, but you would be strong.

    You headed towards the office. Well, you hoped was the direction of the office. The longer you walked the longer you thought you were going the wrong way.

    Eventually, though, you did get to the office. It just took all homeroom and now a little of first period. When you entered there was a man? You couldn't tell he was more of a mouse, no bear, maybe both.

    He turned your way as you entered "Hellllo" His voice was cheery and high-pitched"Who might you be?" he asked.

     "M-My names Y/N, Y/N L/N." You responded nerves drowning your body. His face lit up at the sound of your name.

     "Oh! Yes Yes Yes." He sang out. Grabbing a file from the other side of the office and handing it to you. "Here ya go! It's got a map of school, your locker number, and information. Oh and here is a late pass for first period. Don't want to start your new school year with a bad start."

     You only nodded in reply, not knowing what to say after his long speaking. "Do you wish for me to show you the way to first period?" He asks interrupting your thoughts.

     You barely thought about that. "Yes, please." You quickly said. He chuckled at your eagerness and hopped off his chair. Your eyes widened as he walked towards the door, no doubt he was short.

     You quickly changed your expression, so he wouldn't notice. If he did he didn't acknowledge it. You continued down the hall, talking every now and then.

     You found out his name was Nezu and he was a extremely rare case of an animal who manifested a quirk. Nezu was an mix of several animals including a dog, mouse, and bear, of sorts.

    By the time you got to 1-A you had spoken a total on 4 words to Nezu, whilst he had told almost his life story.

    You looked at the door. This was it your new life beginning. What do you do? Knock? Walk in? Maybe wait tell second period-

    Suddenly the door was opened, you look to your left and see Nezu gone. Looking back up you see him just stroll in the classroom, like he owns the place. Well he does, but still.

   You quickly follow in behind. Trying to hide behind Nezu only to realize he is a midget. So you stand up straight again.

    Everyone in the class was staring at Nezu, more at you though. As you make your way to the front Neku introduces you. "Hello class! This is Y/N, she is a new student in class 1-A. I hope you treat her the same you treat everyone else here. Have a good rest of your day!" Suddenly he is gone and your left alone in front of the class.

    All eyes on you.

  "You may sit down now, Y/N" Mr. Aizawa says. (You learned it in introduction) "Oh ya, sorry" You responded quickly finding your seat.

    As you sat down you felt eyes burning into you. You look to your right and see a boy with spiky blonde hair with red eyes. You blushed a deep crimson and turned away quickly after making eye contact

    Who is that boy?

~~~

    The class went by fast, mostly because Mr. Aizawa slept the whole time. You met several people including Denki, Izuku, and more. But never met the blonde hair boy.

    By the end of the day you knew everyone, almost everyone.

   You were leaving school out the back way. Sure it was darker and more dangerous but it was faster so you always took it when you went somewhere.

    Suddenly you heard a noise behind you. You stopped, just for a second. Then quickly turned around and threw a dagger at the target, but it just hit thin air. Nothing was there. You let out a sigh knowing you wouldn't have to use the full extent of your power.

     As you turned around a hand grabbed your mouth and pulled you into an alleyway. Your eyes started to water thinking the worst could happen, you had also closed your eyes subconsciously.

    "Open your eyes." A gruff voice says. You ignore it, it could be an 80 year old man.

     "Damn it, open your eyes!" It says again. This time you do what it says because of the intensity of it's voice. When you do it makes you gasp.

      It was the boy with spiky hair from class 1-A.

    What does he want? Is he going to rape me? Oh god, this is bad! Suddenly his hand is off your mouth and he is just staring at you. His hand moves to your face and wipes a tear ,you didn't know you had.

      Too soon his hand is off your face and clinched at his side. "Shit" He hissed out. He opened his hand, holding it out.

       You backed away further into the wall than you already were.  His hand had made miniature explosions, it scared you. (sorry if you ain't, i'm the author deal with it) His face was serious, scary serious.

       He is trying to intimidate you. Don't let him.

    With that little courage that you gained, you looked back up straight into his red eyes.  Your face showing no fear.

     You saw he had a shocked face on before you looked at his hand. With no hesitation you reached your hand out and grabbed his. It hurt a bit because of the mini explosions but as soon as you grabbed it he stopped making them.

      You were blushing but determined as you looked back up at his face. Your eyes widened in surprise as you looked at his face. For someone who had such a intimating aura, you didn't expect this.

      He was blushing.

little doe [1] peter parker

[Warnings] peter parker x oc, multiverse oc, future dd lg dynamic, future dubcon?, mostly fluff, very innocent oc, broken english

A/N: This is part one to a short series! I usually write dark fics and this idea has a lot of potential to go that direction so forewarning! For the most part, I plan to make this similar to a dd lg style relationship with Peter being more of a big brother rather than a daddy. Anyways, some darker themes and smut are probably ahead! (I’m imagining the oc as Dahyun from twice but feel free to imagine whoever or self insert)

In which she’s not from this version of earth but Peter still grows fond of her. 

word count: 2.5k

Peter would never tire of being Spiderman. He thought things might change after high school but there seemed to always be bad guys to test him and for him to defeat. He loved saving people, of course, but the learning was the best part. He had seen things people could only dream about. And staring at her through the glass that separated them, he knew he was about to learn a lot. 

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Teen Wolf/Shameless MasterList

Stiles Stilinski:

Drive You Home?

Just A Silly Crush

Failed

Nothing

Pleading For Mercy

The Sound Of Your Voice

First Time

I Just Wanted To Help

A Little Stuck

I Had To

It Was You

Oh, Thank God!

You Do Look Hot

Married Couple

Coming Back

All of This, Just for You

Yeah

Kept Hidden

He Won’t Mind

Hangover

Never Ending Memory

All Your Fault

Hesitant

Not At All

Didn’t Mind

Been There For You

Think (with Void Stiles)

Bound To Happen

Nor Will It Ever

Terrible At Keeping Secrets

Void Stiles:

My Time

A Craving

Sinister

Kinda Messed Up

Chaotic

Scott McCall:

Watching Over You

Unable To

Take Me Home

Practice Jersey

Reciting The Textbook

I Never Was

Revealing Myself

Fade Away

Nothing Else

With Your Permission

I Always Have

What You’ve Endured

Isaac Lahey:

Wasn’t Sure

Anchor

Long Enough

I Could Never

Two Beta’s And Their Alpha’s

Probably

But You Loved It

All For Me?

It’s Too Late

The Truth

Making Sure

Every Step of the Way

Never Wavering

Deal

It’s A Date

Defensive

Support

Me

We Thought It Was Obvious

Maybe Not

As Long As

Yourself

Okay (fuckboy au)

Wanted To Be Him

Late Night Confessions

No Longer

Want

For Beacon Hills

Derek Hale:

Stumbling Through

You Do Now

A Long Time

Accident In The Kitchen

Breaking The Law

Never Disappointed

To The Loft

Saved Your Butts

Faint

Liam Dunbar:

Now Is Not The Time

Just Fine

Heart of Gold

Helpless

Totally Worth It

A Little

Is This Really The Time?

Deep Gash

Doesn’t Change Anything

But..?

All Along

Good Enough Reason

Hadn’t Known

Dramatic

No Matter What

ones promised

Theo Raeken:

Ended Up Becoming More

Without Hesitation

Stay With Me, Okay?

Mixed Emotions

I’m Pretty Sure

Three In The Morning

Sincerity

I Slipped

Idealistic

Secrecy

Actors:

Dylan O’Brien:

Lounging

Daniel Sharman:

Better?

Shameless:

Lip Gallagher:

Something Else

Smitten

Always Gonna Be There (platonic)

Unbelievably, Uncontrollably and Undeniably

More Than Enough

A Place

Poor Excuse

Rest Assured

You’re Fucking Oblivious

Ian Gallagher:

Just One Moment (platonic)

Carl Gallagher:

Kissing Training Wheels

My Hero

Thanks To You

In The End

Distaste

2020/04/06

Physical

Reid and y/n have to go on a date to lure out the unsub who’s been stalking her, but they seem to forget it’s fake.

Warnings: Season 8-12 spoilers, description of an attack.

Word count: 4,410

MASTERLIST

The smell of the hospital was nauseating. Or maybe it was a side affect to the pain killers they put me on been put on when I was admitted. I didn’t even know I was hurt that bad, but I guess that’s what happens when you’re not conscious to feel it. Though I couldn’t forget the shovel he was carrying before he introduced it to the back of my skull. And I couldn’t forget his face beforehand, he looked censurable, like he could be sick. It was almost like he didn’t want to go through with it. But I guess he figured out what he wanted and that’s why i’m connected to so many machines and tubes right now. But he could have killed me. I guess I got lucky.

I was out like a light during the attack, and I was truly thankful that I couldn’t feel what he was doing. In addition to my head injury he broke three of my fingers and one of my ribs. I understand now that even though I didn’t like the idea of being on painkillers, or the way it made my brain feel like oatmeal, it beats having to feel every abrasion I experienced while comatose. Don’t get me wrong, I felt it and it hurt, but it was more manageable than not.

I didn’t notice that my nurse was in the room with me before she started talking, startling me into a sitting position. “Miss y/l/n, the FBI are here to ask you some questions about what happened. Do you think you can do that?” She asked softly.

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Handsome | S.R.

Spencer Reid x Trans Man!Reader

summary: Y/N is an agent in the BAU. On a case involving trans males being murdered, secrets are revealed, but all that matters is how one person feels.

genre: fluff, angst

warnings: murder, transphobia, details of death, use of dead name, emotions, kissing

request: yes / no

word count: 1,335

A/N: if you have a problem with the LGBTQ community, you know where to the unfollow button is. I personally am pansexual and will not tolerate homophobia and/or transphobia. To all the men/ women out their, you are handsome/ beautiful. Also, don’t tell me Spencer isn’t bisexual. He is a bi KING!

          JJ turns away from the tv that shows five pictures of men on it. “These are five men found in ditches in the last week.” She says as she looks around the table. “What is the connection?” Emily asks.

     “All were stabbed in each breast and in the clitoris.” Confusion sets throughout the table so JJ continues, “Everyone of them were trangender males.” Y/N eyes widen at her words. Hotch turned to him, looking at Y/N with a knowingly expression.

     With that, the group dismissed to get ready to head to Pennsylvania. Y/N grabbed his to go bag which was conveniently placed below his desk. When Y/N turned around he got startled by Spencer. 

     “Jesus man, you almost scared the life out of me.” Spencer chuckled at his comment before the both of them started walking to the elevator. “W-what do you think about this case?” Y/N asks him, nervous for Spencer’s thoughts.

     “What do you mean?” Spencer is clueless. “I mean, like, what do you think about the men, transgenders?” He ponders the question for a minute before answering, “I think no one should be murdered, even if their gender does not correspond with their birth sex.”

     Y/N lets out a heavy sigh of relief. Spencer clearly heard it, but chose not to comment on it. The elevator came to a halt and dinged. Signaling it was on the first floor. Both parted once more to get to the jet.

          Y/N sat next to Spencer as the group, once again, went over the case. It wouldn’t be long before they arrived. Y/N looked out the plane window at the beautiful blue sky. Without notice Y/N fell asleep.

     A tap on his shoulder woke Y/N up. He groaned before swatting the hand away which earned a chuckle from the person. Y/N finally opened his eyes when the hand returned to his shoulder.

     When he turned to slap the hand away once more, he found the hand to belong to Spencer. He smiled down at Y/N which made him blush. “We are here. Hotch wants you and me to go to the crime scene.” Y/n quickly nodded and began grabbing his things.

     On the way there, Y/N didn’t talk much as did he when he got to the scene. Spencer noticed and asked countless times if he was alright. Y/N always replied with “I’m fine” or “It’s nothing” on the inside, though, something was terribly wrong.

     Y/N had never dealt with a case so close to home. Yes there were cases involving children and mental illnesses but, that was more a feeling of remorse. This case involved something to do with him. Something which involved the community he was in.

     He couldn’t bring himself to look at the body. Y/N felt he was looking at something personal and felt he would disrespect the dead man.  

     “This was personal,” Y/N finally decided to say, “the unsub is definitely transphobic. The places he stabbed are places a trans man would want to forget about and remove, replace.” Spencer stared at him almost profiling Y/N. “Don’t profile me, doctor.”

     After inspecting the body and asking local police the two decide to regroup with the others back at the station. The group had come together and shared their thoughts. With all the information they got, JJ could announce the profile to the press. 

     Now the group had to wait for more information or for Garcia to find something. Luck was on their side because moments later Garcia rang Morgan telling them about a man by the name of Alex John who fit the profile exactly.

     The sirens rang loud as they arrived at the shack John called home. A team including Morgan, Hotch, Spencer, Emily, and Y/N entered the house. John had a knife to the throat of a missing man named Aiden. 

       “I’ll kill her!” He said, putting more pressure on the knife. “John put the knife down. We don’t want to hurt you.” Hotch calmly said. He tried getting closer but John only put the knife deeper.

      “John!” Y/N yelled, “Put the knife!” His eyes are pulled to Y/N. John looks at him up and down. “You- you’re one of them aren’t you!” With his anger he cut Aiden on accident, a little blood coming out of the wound.

     Y/N stepped out of the team's formation, “Stop! This isn’t right! They are humans just like you!” Everyone looked around at each other in confusion. 

      “No they are not! This is a girl,” John touches Aiden’s binded breast. “Her name is Lily! She was born a girl and it’s God’s will that she stay a girl!” Aiden was now crying in John’s arms. “This is disgraceful act-”

      Before he can finish Y/N steps forward again and interrupts, “You doing this is a disgraceful act! That is a man in your arms! His name is Aiden! You have no right to call him otherwise! You are not capable of understanding what it’s like to feel like you don’t belong in your own body!”

     John looked at you shook then it turned into anger, his hand shaking around the knife handle. “You are one of them!” His change in grip on the handle was enough time for Aiden to break free of John’s hold. As he grabbed for him again, Y/N shot his arm.

     Hotch and Morgan ran over to John, cuffing his hands and holding his wound. Y/N was breathing heavily, gun still in hand. Spencer walked up to him and slowly raised a hand to take the gun from his hand.

     Y/N finally bust out crying, falling into Spencer’s arms. He quickly wrapped his arms around Y/N, letting him wet his blazer. “It’s okay.” Spencer comforted him. “It’s okay.”

                    Y/N was huddled in a corner of the jet with a big blanket wrapped around him. John was put in custody while Aiden was put in a hospital for healing of his body and soul. He should be happy, but for some reason Y/N was sorrowful.

     The plane was fully silent aside from the little hum of the engine and someone lightly snoring. Y/N couldn’t sleep like the others, though, he was busy thinking.

     A shift in weight on the couch made him look beside him. Spencer was smiling down at his curled up form. “Hey.” He said quickly. Y/N said a quick hello back before facing the other direction again.

      Spencer frowned at him before talking again, “I figured it out.” Y/N closed his eyes, humming a response. “Ya, and what is that?” He laughed which sounded more like a sob. Spencer grabbed his shoulders and forced him into a hug.

     “Why did you not tell me?” Spencer sadly asked. “Did you not trust me?” Y/N shook his head that was on Spencer’s shoulder. “N-no. I trust you, it's just- I didn’t know h-how you would react a-and I thought you might be disgusted like John. I-i didn’t want to lose you b-because i-i like you, a lot!”

     Y/N was now weeping into Spencer’s shoulder once more. Spencer carefully brought Y/N’s face away from his shoulder, so he could look at him. Softly, he brought their lips together into a gentle kiss.

     Spencer lightly put his hands on Y/N’s upper waist, careful to watch his binder. Eventually both pulled away and put their foreheads together. “I like you too, a lot.” Y/N chuckled which made Spencer’s smile widen.

     “Now go to bed, Y/N. You need to sleep.” On cue Y/N yawned. He got comfortable on his shoulder while Spencer combed his hair. “I’ve got you.” He reassured him. “I’ve got you, and I will never- ever be disgusted by you. I think you are so handsome.” Spencer kisses his head as he starts to fall asleep.

     “So handsome.”