don't like it then don't read it characters are aged up to readers age (e.g: if readers 18 so are characters, excluding pro hero's) rd x mha ! original one shots ! ranking : 1 in eijiro kirishima 3 in oneshots

After an unfortunate incident happened to her parents, Shota Aizawa took in Y/n L/n due to the fact that he was best friends with her mom. A new life awaits her, new people, and most interesting one of all: Katsuki Bakugou. Transferring to a new school stirred up a new feeling inside her. Excitement. What starts off as bickering and arguing, the two grow fond of each other and it's only a matter of time before one thing leads to another. It's always something new with him and because of that, Y/n grows attached. However, her past begins to catch up to her, taking a turn for the worst. - I do not own any of these characters besides Y/n. All characters belong to Kohei Horikoshi. Started: 12/31/2020 Completed: 3/11/2021

➪ ʙᴀᴋᴜɢᴏ x ᴘʀᴏ-ʜᴇʀᴏ! ʀᴇᴀᴅᴇʀ ➪ ɪ ᴅᴏɴ'ᴛ ᴏᴡɴ ᴀɴʏ ᴏғ ᴛʜᴇ ᴀʀᴛ! ➪ ᴄʜᴀʀᴀᴄᴛᴇʀs ᴀɴᴅ ᴍʜᴀ ʙᴇʟᴏɴɢ ᴛᴏ ʜᴏʀɪᴋᴏsʜɪ. ➪ sᴛᴏʀʏʟɪɴᴇ ʙᴇʟᴏɴɢs ᴛᴏ ᴍᴇ. ➪ ɪ ғᴏʟʟᴏᴡ ᴛʜᴇ ᴍᴀɴɢᴀ. Aғᴛᴇʀ ᴛʜᴇ USJ ᴀᴛᴛᴀᴄᴋ ʟᴇᴀᴠᴇs UA ᴡᴏʀʀɪᴇᴅ ғᴏʀ ᴛʜᴇ sᴀғᴇᴛʏ ᴏғ ᴛʜᴇ sᴛᴜᴅᴇɴᴛs, ᴀʟʟ ᴍɪɢʜᴛ ᴛᴜʀɴs ᴛᴏ ᴀ ᴄʟᴏsᴇ ᴄᴏʟʟᴇᴀɢᴇ ᴏғ ʜɪs ғᴏʀ ʜᴇʟᴘ. Tʜᴇ ɴᴏ. 3 ʜᴇʀᴏ ᴘʜᴀɴᴛᴏᴍ, ᴀ 16-ʏᴇᴀʀ-ᴏʟᴅ ɢɪʀʟ, ᴛᴀᴋᴇs ᴏɴ ᴛʜᴇ ᴊᴏʙ ᴏғ ᴄʟᴀss 1-A's sᴇᴄʀᴇᴛ ᴘʀᴏᴛᴇᴄᴛᴏʀ. Sʜᴇ ǫᴜɪᴄᴋʟʏ ʟᴇᴀʀɴs ᴛʜᴀᴛ ᴛʜᴇ ᴄʟᴀss ɪs ᴀ ᴍᴀɢɴᴇᴛ ғᴏʀ ᴛʀᴏᴜʙʟᴇ, ᴀɴᴅ ᴛʜᴀᴛ ᴛʜɪs ᴊᴏʙ ɪs ᴀ ʟᴏᴛ ʜᴀʀᴅᴇʀ ᴛʜᴀɴ sʜᴇ ᴏʀɪɢɪɴᴀʟʟʏ ᴛʜᴏᴜɢʜᴛ. Wʜᴀᴛ ᴡɪʟʟ ʜᴀᴘᴘᴇɴ ᴡʜᴇɴ ᴏɴ ᴛᴏᴘ ᴏғ ᴋᴇᴇᴘɪɴɢ ᴛʜᴇ ᴄʟᴀss sᴀғᴇ, ᴀɴ ᴜɴʀᴜʟʏ, ʙʟᴏɴᴅ ᴄʟᴀssᴍᴀᴛᴇ ᴏғ ʜᴇʀ's ᴄᴀᴛᴄʜᴇs ʜᴇʀ ᴀᴛᴛᴇɴᴛɪᴏɴ? Credit for the quirk in this story goes to @vote4kiba and be sure to go check out their Bakugo x Reader story, Protecting You! ➪ ᴄᴏᴍᴘʟᴇᴛᴇᴅ: 3/23/21

"You're a what?" Devin's full lips frowned as she eyed the man that only stood 3 feet away from her. "A sex therapist. Now please fix your expression, Miss Rodriguez." His creamy baritone responded agitatedly as she shook her head from side to side. "I need therapy, sir. Not any fucking dick." She growled, attempting to make a full exit out of the office, but not before she felt his large strong hands cup her small tiny wrists. He spun her around gracefully, his head dropping down to the space between their heads as his husky Burberry cologne overtook her nostrils. "Je ne suis pas d'accord belle dame," He muttered that beautiful second language against her skin, the language of love, as he smirked. She almost practically collapsed in his arms at the sound of it and he knew that he had her. "Maybe some fucking dick is exactly what you need." ©Copyright KeKe Biddle 2014 All Rights Reserved.