My Hero Academia x Reader Oneshots

Bakugo X Reader (Pretty Little Psycho)

(A/N: I'm putting a few non-requests for just an example of what I can do. This takes place after Bakugo becomes a pro hero. A little angst, but still fluffy. No one dies! No spoilers for the show. Female Reader. ~1,340 words.)

Being the girlfriend of a top hero is... dangerous to say the least. A perfect example of that, is the fact that I had just been kidnaped.

I wasn't a hero. I had gone to UA, but I was in the support class. Katsuki and I had met when he asked me to fix one of the massive gauntlets on his costume. After that, I became like his personal mechanic. I knew almost as much about his costume as the original designer. In fact, with all the adjustments, I probably knew more about it then the original designer.

I also knew Katsuki more than most people. His excuse for staying with you all those work nights was that he 'have to make sure you don't fuck up my costume', his exact words.

But it was great. I tended to do a better job if I was able to talk while I worked, and even if he lashed out every seven sentences, he was a great listener.

But that was our second year at UA. Third year, he asked me out. And since then we've been happily dating. He warned me that it might be a bad idea to date him, not being a hero myself. But I insisted that it was worth it... and that I could handle myself.

I have a quirk. Not that I ever want to use it. I can't control myself when I let my power take over. That's why I never intended to be a hero.

My quirk is called 'Psycho Mode'. While I'm quite energetic, talkative, and a pacifist when I'm not using my quirk, it's like I'm a completely different person when my quirk is activated. I lose all sense of morality, my mind focuses on a single task. I can kinda set boundaries, like don't kill anyone, but even that doesn't stop me all the time.

When my quirk is activated, I have abnormal strength, accelerated intelligence and strategy, and a lust for blood. My mind is almost blank, leaving me with only a clear objective. A power like that would be dangerous to let loose as a hero. I'm doing a service by not being a pro hero.

"Look who's awake!" A man's voice struck through me. My body was sore. I could feel blood on various points on my body, "Say hi to your little Boy Toy!"

The man ripped a sack from my head, leaving me to look at my reflection in the lens of a camera, "Your lover boy can get a front row seat to your demise!"

I recognized the villain. He was one of the worst troublemakers that Katsuki had to deal with on a semi-daily basis. This man made his crimes like a gameshow. Showing them off as he toyed with his victims. His quirk made signals undetectable, so no one had been able to catch him as of yet. Katsuki had been the closest to doing so, which explained why I was to be his next victim.

I looked around the room; knives, comically large sledge hammers, rope, chains, and various other indistinguishable devices. My hands were tied up in a thick rope, bad idea.

"Look on great hero!" The man took a knife and held it under my chin, "Your little lover is at my whim! All you can do is watch her amazing performance! I wonder how good her screams will sound over the recording?"

He was making me mad. Sure, I can deal with him threatening me. But I will not let him make fun of Katsuki like this. The entire thing made my anger spike. Anyone you ask will say I'm not quick to anger, but even I have my triggers.

"This show is your eyes only hero~" The villain removed his knife, only to roughly grab my chin, "Make it a good one. Won't you doll~?"

I only had one option. I hadn't even told Katsuki about my quirk. He just knew that I didn't like using my quirk. So this would be a surprise if Katsuki really was watching.

I closed my eyes.

"What? Don't you want to give your hero a good show?"

*Psycho Mode Engaged*

I smirked, eyes still closed, "I'm sorry. I don't want to play your game."

My eyes opened, they had changed into a glowing (F/C) with cat-like slit pupils. The villain jumped back in surprise. A dry laugh escaped my lips. My noise slowly turned to mechanical giggles.

Get back to Kausuki, without killing the innocent.

"Fine~" My voice purred out, "I guess I won't go all out. But he's not innocent."

The rope around my arms fell away in pieces. I stood stretching out, "Man! You must have really done a number on me! I haven't seen this much blood in years!" The villain seemed to realize his mistake.

I walked to the door, it was locked, "Good! I'm glad you locked this. Now there's no chance you can get away."

I pulled one of the sledge hammers off the wall, "Thanks for all the fun toys! But I just want this one."

I slung the hammer, draping it over my shoulders, "These were always my favorite~!"

The villain landed on the ground, holding his knife in front of him in fear. He backed himself into a wall, trying to escape. I giggled, "I love that expression. It just screams."

There was more blood.

I looked back at the camera, it had somehow remained clean. I laid the hammer down, then hunched down to be eye-level with the lens.

"Don't worry Sparky. You're little sweetheart keeps me under wraps. I wouldn't worry about her. She can just call on me if this happens again!" I took my hand, placing it like I was trying to caress my lover's cheek, "I'll be home soon. I promise he was my only plaything. I won't hurt anyone else. See you soon Sparky~"

I kissed the lens, turning off the camera.

*Psycho Mode Disengaged*

I fell to the ground. I had only done this once or twice, and always in a controlled environment. But it always exhausted me. And it probably didn't help that I was already tired and hurting.

"(Y/N)!" His voice made me look up, "Hell... You're covered in blood. Damn."

He picked me up in his arms, walking me back to our apartment.

I looked up at him, "Did you..? Did you see the video?"

He opened the door, "Yeah... I did."

"I'm so sorry."

He looked at me in surprise, "There's nothing to be sorry for. Damn idiot. You just did what you needed to do to get out of there."

He sat me down on the kitchen counter, then began cleaning my wounds, "That's a damn impressive quirk, but I see why you don't like it. It doesn't fit you."

I looked down, wincing as he placed some rubbing alcohol on a cut on my leg, "Yeah. That's one way to put it."

Katsuki gave me a peck on the lips. It shocked me... I was usually the one that did that kinda lovey stuff.

He smiled, "I love you. You always find a way to surprise me."

He was almost never like this. But I have to say I liked it.

"I liked it when you called me Sparky. It was fucking hot."

I couldn't help but laugh, "Are you serious? That was definitely the crazy talking."

He kissed the scratch from the knife under my chin, "Do you not remember anything that happens when you're like that?"

"It's all a blur," I rubbed a cut on my arm, "Was it too bad?"

"I think it's fine," He started cleaning my face, "You killed the bastard. And taught me to never underestimate my baby girl."

I felt myself blushing. I never got used to that. His hand was still on my cheek, so I used the opportunity to pull him into a long kiss.

When we finally separated, he smiled, "You're my girl. I know you can handle yourself."