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ꕥ Pairing : Dr*g lord Bakugo x Reader

ꕥ Synopsis : When your first, harsh undercover mission goes wrong - the real game comes from the repercussions.

ꕥ A/N : I don’t condemn drugs btw - send requests through we answer all :)

All characters are over 18!

ꕥ Word count : 2.8k

ꕥ TW : Deception, oral sex, cream pie, occupation of three holes, MENTIONS OF DRUGS, intoxicants, intoxication, drug usage, alcohol usage, sadism, masochism, non con, dub con, sexual preying, sexualising, anal fisting, mentions of ass play, vulgar language, sexual indications, oral fingering, doggie, submission, dom! bakugo, bakugo mean af, degradation, punishment, mentions of authority abuse, sensitive, death threats, rape, infliction, violence (?), blood, thigh biting, gun play, gun fucking, gun fingering, degrading, misogyny, orgasming, mutual release, dumbification, dacryphilia, cervix fucking, probs more just don’t do drugs or be a dumbass, 18+

'He's in here ma'am. Straight through.'

Walking your way in you take in the beads and decor of the underground palace. Palace was a slight bit of an over-exaggeration. This place was home to thousands of intoxicants, things that can kill you with just a small sniff. It's home to where millions of assistant deaths were given at the hand of greed.

That's what your job was. To investigate this place. Working as a private investigator for 5 years now you we're definitely familiar with situations like this. Being so close to hand with poison had you numb to things like this, but the fact your meeting THE owner of the infamous 'strip' club. The ones you've been getting tips and hints on for the last year or so, the one you've tried so hard to track down and finally you've succeeded.

You were almost there those would say. Your persona anonymous to all, for all they know you were just a pretty woman named JJ who wanted to talk with the chief for a little 'help'. It was impressive how sneaky you were, like a snake almost. You could slither yourself in and out of situations with such ease. That's what put you here, you were only 23 and yet so determined, such a fundamental key to your job.

Walking into the room you were greeted with the arouma of the familiar drug of cannabis and rough sex. Something you've also became immune too over your years. Music beating slightly around the room as you caught sight of the beads and posters hanging from the wall. Dead animal skin merely touching under the souls of your louboutins, a large round sofa circling around the room with a wide mirror hanging on top of the wall. Didn't look like anything you were particularly familiar with, definitely looked like something someone who would run a chain of illegal strip joints would design.

' JJ right?' You heard the faint voice call behind you, turning around you were met with the face of a topless man, smoke pouring from his mouth as he took a draw from his spliff. Toned body relaxed under the lighting as his sweats hung low on his body. Arms slumped over the back of the couch as he took you in. Quiet, unknown form.

'Yes. Hi. You must be ba-'

'What do you want?' He rudely cut you off, pinching his spliff out as he threw the remaining paper on the table infront of him. Cruel, squinted eyes so suspicious over you, he doesn't understand why a woman as beautiful as you would want to visit him.

Bakugo may be infamous but he's certainly not stupid. Anybody he knew him knew this, and from your research - You knew this. It was so hard to act normal around him, you felt your composure slipping, from the name you expected nothing but a sleazy old man, like ones that you've had before but he was a whole new persona. A young, attractive man. You don't really see many of those in your job sector.

'What?'

'You heard me. I don't usually get customers like...you...unless your here to get on your knees then you can leave.'

Abrupt words caught you off guard, what a dick?

You ignored it though. Something you learnt to do well whilst you've been in this area, ignore it until you get your result.

'Nice place you got here. Decorate it yourself?'

'Didn't you just hear me? Fuck ya' want.' Getting up he shrugged his arms off the couch. Body moving to greet yours as he peered you down. Dark diluted pupils staring into yours whilst his furrowed eyebrows indicated to you enough you needed to know. This guy was someone you needed to be wary around, no wonder he was so hard to trace, he was on the smarter side...

'I think it's clear why I'm here why else would I be here?' You replied, sass coming out of your tone.

Your tongue couldnt help but swipe at the bottom of your teeth as you once again observe the room. No pictures? No photographs. Nothing? Your finger reaching over the swipe at the dust on the table infront of him, you playfully pinched it, dragging your fingers against one another as you watch the particles float in the air. Small smile carving on your lips at the sight.

'Easily amused are ya? Sit down. Bimbo.'

Sighing, you trailed to the couch. Seeing how he shrugs his hand into the drawer and pulls out a small bag. A carrier contained with more than enough evidence, so close to your eyes. The music seemed to get slightly louder as the faint noises of moans and whines in the other rooms acquainted your ears. You had to ignore it though, what did you expect from a sex and strip club.

Your hands were placed neatly on your lap, eyelashes innocently batting up at him as he made his way over to you. Figure moving to sit next to you, slumped body still taking yours in. You felt uneasy at his staring.

'This what ya' want?' His fingers lazily clutched on the small pouch, swinging it in the air as your eyes attached on it. How can people possibly consume something as...drowsy as that.

'How much do I owe?'

'Needy bitch I see...'

His arm lazily hooked around your waist as he pulled you closer, your glasses almost falling off your nose at this point. Skirt hiking up your thigh and your shirt lowered enough for bakugo to catch sight of your cleavage. You knew you shouldn't have to subject yourself, but it makes it easier for disreputable men to trust you this way.

Bakugo didn't though, he knew you had ulterior intentions. How would a woman of your demeanour really go to someone like him? A drug lord you could say.

'Answer my fucking question and it's free of charge, okay?'

His breath lingered of liquor. Distasteful touch almost edible on your own tongue, your face so close to his that your heart race started beating. The pit of your stomach filled with nerves.

'Yeah...that's what I want.'

'You wanted a gram, right?'

'Yes...'

'Don't ever fucking lie to me again.'

The pitch in his tone lowered, teeth clenched and aggravated at this point, the grip on your waist tightening. You were shocked from his response, at this point the guy would be putty in your hands, your job should be pretty much done by now.

For the first time in a while you felt nervous. You felt trapped almost, you had never been put in a job so serious and for you to fuck it up so soon would be nothing that surprising to your company.

They thought of you as a good-for-nothing. A young, dumb girl, wanting nothing but a little male validation and praise for such hard work. Your grades clearly cheated for, you probably sucked off your teacher or paid people for it. The excuses you've heard through in through out. That's why when this mission came you were so keen on it being yours, you thought it would be a piece of cake. You underestimated it big time.

'What are you on about?!'

'I don't ever get customers like you. Do you know how hard I am to get hold off? Nobody fucking comes in here for a gram and is happy with it...'

His lips closed towards yours. Your body intrinsically leaning back, eyes widened and lips parting, throat slightly getting dry as you realised how bad you fucked up. You didn't even think that through...

'I- no I-'

'Nervous are we? What happened to the sass? Who do you work for. If you just tell me now I'll let you go, wouldn't wanna ruin the life of a woman so precious and perfect as you would I?'

His harmless flirting had you swooning slightly, eyes throwing daggers into his as you watched the way he got off to seeing your vulnerable form. His hand still pulling you towards his body, your breasts almost touching his chest. Palms sweaty and knees getting weaker at the feeling of him so close, you couldn't bear it.

Without thinking you patted your back pocket, only to your surprise it was empty. Gun holder left unarmed as your heart began to quickly pace.

A hearty laugh escaped the man infront of you whilst your eyes glanced over only to see the pleasure of the gun being cocked in his hands. His gaze observing the trigger and clutch. Fingers playing with it with ease, his other hand tapping at your waist.

'Aren't cops meant to be smart, blew your cover there a bit didn't you...y/n...'

A gasp left your throat subconsciously, he knew who you were all along. This could get you slaughtered, how did he know? Who told him?

'How the fuck do you know my name?!' You worry.

'Why's that the root of your problems? You just attempted to pull a gun on me. Your bravery is almost respectable I'll give you that...but for that..-

His lips quickly hovered over yours, gun placed to the side of your head. Your eyes swelling up with tears, heavy panting fanning his lips, smirk risen on his upturned mouth in despite.

'-you gotta redeem yourself.'

His lips latched onto yours in force, your body attempting to throw him off as he pushed you lower onto the couch, tears swiping your cheeks whilst the taste of his alcohol ingested tongue latched onto yours, saliva slipping past your lips down your throat whilst the gun at the side of your head was pushed harder into you. You didn't know what to focus on right now.

'Resist and your getting fucking murdered, got it.'

You remained still, body shocked in fright at what's going on. Chest heaving up and down in sheer fear.

'DO YOU FUCKING UNDERSTAND?!'

Frantic nodding to your head had you paranoid, eyes doing their hardest to connect to his.

A harsh slap to your exposed thigh made you gasp, his nails gripping into your skin as you winced at the feeling of blood drawing slightly from it.

'I like when my women use their words. Say it.'

'Yes-'

'Yes what?'

'Yes...daddy...'

His lips tucked up once again, teeth glancing out slightly for your eye to catch sight on his diamond tooth, the piercing on his tongue rimmed around the crown of his teeth in excitement for how submissive you looked.

The gun moved to prod at your underwear, rubbing up and down your clothed cunt, your back arching slightly unconsciously at the feeling of the glock, bakugo observing your every move.

'You like that hm? Wow. You really are filthy.' He chuckled at his comment, your scared eyes never once leaving his. The thrill of his sadist mentality really being at the root of his mind right now. He wanted to ruin you. Wanted to show you whose really boss. Wanted to prove to you to NEVER fuck with him.

Adjusting you he slipped your legs on the side of the couch, his body kneeling down. Teeth biting down gently at the skin on your thighs, nearing towards your root, a clenched hiss escaping your lips as you could do nothing but deal with it.

His fingers prodded between your legs, moving your underwear aside. Eyes catching on the way you already have slick coating up your fold. Menacing feeling running through his blood as you whimpered at the thought of what he's gonna do next.

'So excited to just ruin you...' was the last words you heard before you felt his tongue quickly delve inside you, hard metal ball ringing around your g spot as you moaned, hands moving to cup your mouth to try not scream at the sensation. Body submitting to him even though you know this is so wrong.

You could feel his grunting, the way he breathed you in even whilst being so deep inside you. He was enjoying this more than you, the wetness of your body slathering against his lips as he needlessly made out with your pussy. Taste so divine to him, your body thrusting slightly against his jaw.

'M- gonna cum-' you whined, glasses pushed off to the side of the couch as head rolled. Legs closing against his neck at the feeling of him.

Quickly, you felt his tongue being joined with something else, the gun accompanying him, pushing against Your clit at the same time as him. Motion harsh yet so tempting. Cold material sending shivers up your body as you once again felt your blood run ice. Fear pulsating through you but you chased the need to cum.

'Yeah? Fucking slut...' he snickered. His tongue lapping at you again as your moans began to get louder, the gun prepping at your fluffy spot whilst your eyes flashed white - being pushed to the back of their sockets as you finally released over his face. Juices gushing over him as he drank up every last drop.

You felt fucked out your mind, emotions rambling all over the place.

Bakugo stood up, your eyes latching onto the way his cock strained at the sight of your terror. Lazily, he swiped at the state you made on your own gun. Watching how your slick shined off his fingers whilst he played with it infront of your eyes.

'Put your mouth to good use hm?'

His fingers neared towards your lips, darting inside your mouth as you temptingly sucked on his fingers. Hand gripping onto his wrist whilst he pushed it so far back you felt the restrain. Gagging noises slipping from you, tears once again dripping from your face from the surprise.

He quickly ripped off your shirt,hiking up your skirt onto your waist whilst your heels were the only thing left on you properly. Your hair lazily draped over your face whilst your body was flipped over. Ass pushed towards katsukis crotch, hips banging you slightly, his hard on making your eyes widen at the sheer feeling of him.

Rapidly your hair was yanked, face pulled back to meet his as he got harder at the sight of your swelling eyes, mascara and lipstick ruined, breasts sat pretty covered in water. Bra discarded to the side somewhere whilst he took in your state. You were an attractive woman none the less, he really scored jackpot with an idiotic dish like you - no need for his gun to have all the fun.

'Mm- please...' you drag out your pleads. Katsukis digits wrapped around your throat, squeezing down on your box whilst his humping got faster, clothed cock slapping against your cheeks.

'Beg for it slut.' He commanded, pace increasing faster.

'Please daddy please please please- wan' you so bad-'

'And I'm meant to be punishing you right now...'

You felt a long rip tear inside of you, loud screaming poured from your throat as your cunt was filled, loud slapping and sloppy noises occupying the room. Your ass hitting against his hips, skin mesmerised to his eyes whilst he watched the way it jiggled up and down. You could feel him getting even harder inside you, the gaping of your ass cheeks so mesmerising to him as you were spread and fingers pushed deep inside. Quickly you felt all three of your holes occupied. His palm almost touching your tongue from how deep he was shot inside your mouth. You could do nothing but drool and cry at the feeling of being so full. Stomach easily showing the way his cock bruised your cervix. His fingers pushed harshly inside your ass as he neared closer and closer to his edge.

'Fuck- your so fucking tig- m gonna cum-'

He pounded faster, rate increasing. Your cheeks glowing pink and vision black. Orgasm almost achieved just a few more hits to your G spot would have you gushing once again.

'Mmm....' You moaned aimlessly around his digits

Quickly you felt him release inside you, his cock stil relentlessly pounding into you as the way you screamed over his fingers turned him on further. Head falling back to just fuck his orgasm out. Soon after you followed, shared juices from the two of you mixed together. Your body slumped forth from the removal of all his inserts. Weak and tired figure under bakugos eyes. Your makeup stained cheeks were perceived from even behind you, your hair a state and once clean, neat clothes now thrown somewhere you couldn't care less about.

'Fuck-' you coughed out. Body heaving quickly to try catch your breath and recollect what's going on.

Sperm leaking out of your hole, your ass hole still spread from the feeling of his fist recklessly pounding inside you. Your drool marking the couch under you. You truly were fucked silly.

'Don't give up on me now. I still got many ways for you to redeem yourself...'

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stellarmoon221 · 2 years

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What would happen if yandere dad izuku’s daughter were to date katsuki’s son? 😳🤭

It all had to start out with being a secret relationship. I mean, how would she date anyone if she isn’t even allowed to go out of the house alone except for school? Not like she can barge in one day and say she’s going on a date, and nothing can stop her. Katsuki’s son being the one she chose actually makes a lot of sense since they probably end up as childhood friends too, and he might be one of the only few friends she’s allowed to have over.

Whether Bakugou is a yandere or not doesn’t really matter since at the beginning of Izuku’s and his wife’s relationship, he probably was still a part of the ‘closer’ friends. It makes sense that when they get their baby, even if Izuku’s perception of reality is already changing, Katsuki might have disregarded it since Deku was always weird to him. Nonetheless, the couples might have had some playdates, and even if his son turned out to be as rough as his dad, he might still be looking out for Izuku’s daughter, who over the years changes massively due to the abuse at home.

Katsuki’s son probably has the best intentions and real feelings as he confesses to her, and she - struggling with her feelings and wanting nothing more than a normal teenage life - might be smitten by his efforts. They hang out and date secretly at school when no one bothers them, but it soon isn’t enough anymore. At some point, Mini-Bakugou comes over at night, climbing through the window to see her. They are teenagers, after all.

Perhaps they stir some ruckus a few times, and Katsuki’s son gets away with hiding or quickly jumping out of the window before Deku finds out, but the longer this is going on, the less careful the two become. Sleeping all snuggled up, who would have thought that Izuku had a hunch about what was going on, standing at the side of the bed quietly watching them.

He doesn’t necessarily have something against this relationship or Katsuki’s son, for that matter. However, the longer he thinks about it, the more he realizes how it will tear the family apart once the two of them start thinking of making their own family. That’s something Izuku can’t have, as it would mean all this control that was in his hands would vanish - not only on his daughter but also his wife. The happy family wouldn’t be anymore.

And yet, for the first time in years, he feels reluctant.

Since it’s the first time he caught the two, he merely wakes them up and tells the boy to go before he has a very stern talking to his daughter about what she is doing and that it ends now. He’ll let Katsuki’s son know that next time, he won’t get away that nicely.

Keeping his promise, the next time, he’ll make the boy look as if he just got beat to a pulp by a group of bandits, making him swear he’ll tell his father some kind of lie when he sees his youngster like that. But children are so damn persistent in their pursues, and for days, Izuku will have a grim expression, raking his brain about what to do.

If he can’t separate them, then he has to make sure the hierarchy stays obvious. If Katsuki’s son really wants his daughter... then he’ll have to submit to Izuku too. Sitting his wife down first, he explains that he thinks grandchildren would be quite cute, wouldn’t they?

After that, he waits for the kids to make the same mistake again, waking them in the middle of the night. But before anything happens, Izuku asks them to the kitchen, makes them tea, and explains his conditions for their relationship. They’ll live together with them, they’ll listen and be thankful for what Izuku does, and they won’t complain ever about minuscule things like how Izuku decides what is best for them, especially not to Katsuki.

It might sound like a good agreement, but from the very beginning, his daughter can’t shake the feeling that it would end in tragedy. She tries to open her mouth and refuse, make sure that at least the person she holds dear to her heart will not have to suffer the same way that she does, but it’s too late, her lover agreeing before they can talk it over. It’s true love, after all.

Izuku just smiles as they shake hands on it, welcoming him into the family.

Looking forward to expanding this lovely family of his.

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stellarmoon221 · 2 years

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Types of yandere MHA Part 2

Shoto Todoroki

Yandere type: Possessive and obsessive and protective

• He’s a protective and obsessive type of yandere, a bit less possessive than others, to be honest. I’m not saying he wouldn’t kidnap you and tie you up, he just wouldn’t do it without any reason.

•That being said, being less possessive means he initially puts a lot of trust in you. He lets you go out, regardless of your quirk or if you’re soft-hearted or a badass, but make sure to text him once in a while. But he is always fearing for your safety

• If you decide to break that trust by, like maybe, trying to run away, he’s going to tie you up, force you to quit your job and stay by his side, ( probably leave you some burn marks as punishment)claiming you don’t need to work if he can support the two of you.

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Denki

Yandere type : Delusional and manipulation

•Kaminari is the delusional type of yandere. He believes you already are so deeply in love with him when you don’t even know he exists. He always thinks you want affection and will constantly overwhelm you with it.Along with being delusional, he’s also manipulative. First, he’ll cut you off from your friends until most of your schedule is filled with spending time with him.

•HE is touchy and I mean he’ll wrap arms around your waist or grab your hand. He’s not shy about PDA and loves to show off that you’re his and his alone. Constant kisses on the nose or forehead when around others. In private it’s constant making out and sitting on his lap while he talks to you. He overbears affection on you because he wants to know that you’re getting all the attention you deserve from him.

•If you ever try to leave the relationship then he’ll just ignore it. he thinks that if he doesn’t acknowledge you wanting to break up then it can’t happen. And if he does acknowledge your words it’s to talk you out of that mindset.

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Sero

Yandere type: Possessive and stalker

•Sero to me seems like a very happy go lucky person, but like everyone else, insecurities run deep.In a class and school surrounded by the best of the best, I think he honestly feels… weak sometimes. So when he meets you, a physically weak person who calls him your hero for helping you out, he can’t get the sound of that out of his head.

• think from then on he starts trying to help others more? Although in a society of little but heros, few people need help that bad.So it’s not long before you run into him again. He’s overjoyed to help, especially since you hail him as your hero, again.so I think from there he actually takes a step up, offering you his phone number in case of emergency. You take it.

•He just can’t get you out of his head, I think he slowly convinces himself that you always need his help.He’d probably end up stalking you, after all he needs to keep you safe!But at the same time, he’d probably end up biting off more than he can chew trying to defeat every villain he can find to keep you safe.

•He’d never hurt you physically, I don’t think you ever could convince him to.I think if you actually got hurt by a villain he’d lose it.I mean really, really lose it. He’s not in the Baku squad for no reason.After that he’d be so protective that others might start to question him.

#yandere sero #yandere denki #yandere shoto todoroki #quick write #mha headcanons

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