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hxyleswritesthings · 1 year

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KiriBaku x Reader

Little MHA drabble! Would love to explore this dynamic more in the future as things come to mind.

Context: Characters are aged-up to their mid-20s! Both Bakugou and Kirishima are full-time Pro-Heroes. Reader and Bakugou were together before adding Kiri into the mix :) No physical traits are mentioned for reader, but it is assumed in this drabble that reader is AFAB.

Let me know what you think!

“Hey, Kats?” You questioned as you peered up from your book, eyes boring into the side of your blonde boyfriend’s face as he read something on his phone. Kirishima had been gone all morning while Bakugou kept you company on his day off. You two were currently sprawled on the couch, your feet resting in his lap as you read your book and he responded to important emails.

Bakugou simply hummed, letting you know that he was listening as he typed away, brows scrunched together. You wiggled your feet nervously, laying your book down on your chest and clearing your throat before speaking again. “Did you um…I mean, were you nervous when you first fucked Eiji?” You felt your cheeks heating up as you spoke, doing anything to avoid his gaze as you heard your boyfriend sigh and set his phone down before peering at you.

“Honey, you’ve had sex with Eijirou before.” He stated in a bored tone, red eyes staring you down and commanding your attention.

You finally turned to meet his gaze, gnawing on the inside of your cheek for a second as you thought your next words over. “Yeah…I guess…but I haven’t…I mean we haven’t done it one-on-one yet.” You mumbled, almost too quiet for him to hear.

“And what’s stopping you? Do you just feel like you’re maybe not there yet? There’s no rush for anything, you know, we’re getting adjusted to this new dynamic.”

“I don’t think it’s that,” You sighed, “I definitely want to. I think I just get a little freaked out because we’ve never done it alone before and the one time we all slept together, he didn’t um…I didn’t have him inside me, and he’s umm…-” Your body felt like it was on fire with the embarrassment of having this conversation. Bakugou knew from experience that you were far from being a prude, having had you in many compromising positions himself. However, you were finding that you had a hard time opening up about your nerves when it came to boning your other boyfriend for the first time. It had only been a few weeks since the two of you had decided to start dating the redhead, and you were still getting used to having two men to care for rather than one. Not to mention, the fact that you were still in the awkward stage of dating Eijirou, having to transition from being really good friends with him to something more romantic.

“Got a monster cock?” Bakugou finished for you, a knowing smirk on his face. “Don’t worry, Princess, if I can take it up the ass, I promise you’ll be okay.” He chuckles, leaning over to pinch your thigh as you squeal.

#my hero academia #mha #mha smut #kiribaku x y/n #kiribaku x reader #kiribaku x you #bakugou x reader #bakugou fluff #bakugou x you #kirishima x reader #kirishima fluff #kirishima x you #mha fluff #katsuki x you #eijirou x you #katsuki x reader #eijirou x reader #bakugou katsuki #kirishima eijirou

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bakubunny · 8 months

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I’ve been binge reading all your works. I love them 💕

I also wanted to make a request: head cannons or a small little Drabble it can be SFW or NSFW which ever you prefer for:

Bakugo and a shy super polite partner.

Of course only if you feel up to it. If not that is perfectly fine. THANK YOU.

thank you so much! 🥺 i appreciate you.

i love the idea of katsuki x shy polite partner so here we gooo. i kinda went a little hard on this one 😅 hope you don’t mind that it’s longer. 💜 bunny

this idea says “katsuki meets eijirou’s soft spoken office assistant” to me so i’m running with it.

say he meets you at whatever agency eijirou works for because he’s stopping by to grab lunch with a friend. by the next week, he’s making all kinds of excuses to stop by and interact with you because you’re at the front desk every day. but it’s never more than a polite hello/goodbye, asking for eijirou, etc.

eijirou picks up on it faster than katsuki can register his feelings aside from, “yes, i think she’s pretty. now fuckin’ can it, kiri.”

eijirou does not, in fact, ‘can it,’ as he asks because katsuki rarely takes a romantic interest in anyone. it comes out over a week later that katsuki doesn’t even ask you about your day because he’s convinced he’ll scare you off with his abrasive personality.

eijirou with the help of mina has been putting out feelers to get to know you. katsuki comes up in conversation; you turn a little pink and mention that he seems polite, but he’s sure around often.

one thing leads to another, mina invites you out for drinks and he’s there.

you’re suddenly stranded at the bar with this pretty blonde who’s hardly spoken all night with the biggest rbf you’ve ever seen while his friends get wrapped up in something nearby.

you catch his scent as he tosses back the rest of his drink before ordering another (because he’s nervous as hell and pissed at his friends); he smells like fire and burnt sugar and cinnamon and wow, just looking at him makes you feel a little too warm.

the conversation starts out painfully awkward. you’re trying to remain polite and katsuki’s trying to not make an ass of himself. eventually he makes an angry, snarky comment that gets you to laugh quietly.

maybe it’s the liquor or the fact that you look so pretty when you’re blushing and your laugh sounds so sweet, but he finally breaks just slightly with a bit of a grin. thankfully (for everyone’s sake), that’s the little boost of confidence he needs and the night goes well.

you being the ever polite and shy person you are, are just as bad as he is at this whole “dating” thing. yes, you’re absolutely smitten with this guy, but you convince yourself he’s “just being polite” when he gives you his number and walks you home… when he makes more of an effort to talk to you… asks you how you like your coffee… when he drops something off for you the next day…. and when he invites you out to lunch, you assumed he meant with eijirou… y’know, to be polite instead of leaving you to eat alone.

you almost reach the cafe entrance before saying, “i know kirishima is on patrol today. will he be meeting us here?”

katsuki stops and grabs by the wrist. he’s far too close for comfort when you turn to face him. he’s trying so hard to keep calm despite his frustration, wondering if he’d misconstrued the last few weeks.

“hang on. what do ya think we’re doin’ here? no, he’s not. ‘s kinda the point,” he spits out.

“i-i’m sorry, i thought you asked me out to lunch to be nice or something,” you reply with a nervous smile.

he gives you an incredulous look and his brows furrow. “no, i’m not-… fuck it.” katsuki takes you by the face and kisses you. “how’s that for bein’ nice? d’ya get what i’m tryin’ to do now?”

some less sfw hcs because i want to

katsuki tries to temper himself around you in general, but especially in bed because he’s not exactly gentle the majority of the time.

he thinks it’s cute that you get shy and flustered so much, but gets impatient at times and takes initiative when he can tell you’re being hesitant.

eventually he learns to appreciate and even crave nights with you that are soft and loving or slow and lazy. and you eventually buck up the courage more than once to remind him that you like his personality… including how rough he can get.

katsuki learns pretty quickly how difficult it can be for you to just tell him what you want, especially if it’s something new. he forces himself to show patience and doesn’t tease you about it… most of the time.

#requests #drabble requests #hc requests #bnha #mha #boku no hero academia #my hero academia #boku no hero #bakugou katsuki #millennialmagicalgirl #bnha smut #mha smut #x reader #bakugou x reader #bnha fluff #mha fluff #fem!reader

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starneteyam · 1 year

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hiii, luv <3 hru?

i saw that your requests were open and i have a scenario that has been living in my head rent free. i will totally understand if you don't like it or it's not your style of writing, so please take it more as a suggestion!

you know that moment in the beginning of avatar 2 where neteyam gets injured after following lo'ak into the middle of the attack and it makes jake super worried? can you write a drabble of something like, after neteyam gets his injuries treated, he goes after reader who was also on the mission, but in a different area, so she doesn't know what happened to him to check up on her and then the moment she sees him hurt she gets super troubled and distressed, but he calms her up and they have a super cute moment after. pure fluff: just him venting about the pressure of being the perfect son, his worries towards his family and she reassuring him that he doesn't have to be perfect all the time and that he’ll always be safe with her… that kind of thing. maybe that’s the first time they ever said ‘i see you’ to each other ? idk, it’s up to you <3

i’ve been missing my baby boy sm lately so i’ve been daydreaming a lot :( thank you in advance and i hope you have a great day !! i love your content <3

MINE IS YOURS, YOURS IS MINE ★

🖇️ char. Neteyam x fem! Omaticaya! reader

🖇️ warn. None, best friends to lovers

🎥 In which Neteyam gets injured during an attack on the Sky people, and you worry about him

A/N Tysm for requesting!! I love this scenario it’s so cute :( I kind of ate this oneshot ngl 😜

Even though Neteyam was your best friend, he was very affectionate with you. He liked resting his head on your shoulder, and he loved the way you comforted him. Something about you made him so calm, and you made all his worries go away with a single smile. He was basically glued to your hip, and nobody would see you without the other.

But as you grew, the Sky People started becoming more aggressive and frequent with their attacks, and Neteyam was becoming older, which meant he would start going out into battle with his father, along with Lo’ak. You would be situated in a different group, in charge of grabbing any medicine you could loot from the cargo. You hated the fact that you had to wish Neteyam safety as you watched him fly into danger and possible death, but you knew he was only doing overwatch work, which meant he wouldn’t be in the battle field. He would come back without a scratch, every single time.

That was, until today. Lo’ak decided it would be a great idea to go down to ground and “help out”, and being his older brother, Neteyam followed. After a missile striked near where the two of them were, he got blown back and injured, getting cuts and bruises scattered all over his body, losing consciousness for a few seconds. You had seen the missile, furrowing your eyebrows as you watched it hit the ground. Your heart burned anytime any of your people got hurt, and you just hoped nobody who you knew had gotten hurt, or worse.

After flying back to the caves, of course, he got an earful from his father, who was very clearly disappointed in him. ‘I tried to stop him,’ Neteyam wanted to argue, but he bit his tongue and stayed quiet. His father dismissed him with a huff, and Kiri led Neteyam to her grandmother to get himself treated. You, on the other hand, was still at the train tracks, looking carefully for any medicine or herbs you could fine, taking hours.

You finally flew back to the caves, groaning, as your legs were sore and your feet were scratched. You turned your head, cracking some joints as you entered the first aid tent, seeing nobody inside. It was already dark out, and you could hear nothing but the sound of ikrans crying around you. You sat on the floor, unpacking your looted items, drained. “You’re back.” You heard a voice from behind you, and it was as if all the tiredness just suddenly went away, a smile creeping onto your face as you immediately recognized the voice, your heart skipping a beat.

You turned around, and your smile soon disappeared as quick as it came. “Neteyam!” You gasped, looking at his body full of cuts and scratches, his ribs covered with bruises. You stepped forward, your hand hovering his injuries as the other cupped your open mouth. “What happened?” You asked, your hand grabbing his wrist as you looked up at him. He looked down at your worried expression and frowned.

“Lo’ak.” He replied shortly, his voice soft and quiet. Your ears turned downwards as you heard his voice full of hurt. “You need to be more careful, Neteyam. Are you alright?” You rambled, not knowing wether to be angry or concerned. “What if you had gotten killed? I would’ve- I…” Your breaths were patterned, and he immediately reassured you by cupping the side of your face with his palm, forcing you to look at him. “I’m alright.” He told you sternly, and you let out a shaky breath, closing your mouth and nodding firmly.

He sighed as he leaned into the crook of your neck, arms wrapped tightly around your waist as he fit you like a puzzle piece, melting into you. This is what Neteyam had been longing for. You hugged him back, one hand on the back of his head as you lightly pet him. “It was that missile, no?” You asked quietly in his ear, and he said nothing but nodded.

You stayed silent for a few heartbeats, letting him relax into your touch. “It wasn’t your fault.” You told him, knowing he needed to hear it. He pulled away, scoffing as he walked past you. “Tell that to my father.” He mumbled, plopping onto the floor. You let out a tiny sigh. Jake was too harsh on Neteyam, everybody knew that. You couldn’t imagine the pressure Neteyam held. If Lo’ak, or even his other siblings were to get themselves killed, you knew Neteyam would blame himself—and you feared that the most.

You sat on the floor next to him, and as if you were a magnet, he leaned into you, resting his head on your shoulder. “It is Lo’ak’s fault, I told him to stop, to come back! He never listens, and he never apologizes.” He complained, looking at the floor as he played with his fingers, frustrated. You stayed quiet as you listened to him ramble, knowing he just needed to rant. He talked on and on for what felt like hours, and you just sat there, listening, playing with his fingers and hair as you did. You would do anything for him.

“Neteyam.” You called to him, interrupting him as you scooted in front of him, grabbing both his hands. “It was not your fault.” You pronounced each word carefully as you shook both hands, and he frowned, looking away as he shrugged his shoulders. “I know, but-”

You interrupted him again, this time, hand on his jaw so he would stop looking away, and look at you and you only. “Not but, Neteyam. It was not your fault Lo’ak decided to wander off, and I’m more worried about you!” You huffed, frustrated. “You’re terribly injured and you nearly got killed!” You brought your hands to his face, softly brushing your thumbs across his cheeks as your searched his face. “I worry for you, Neteyam. I care for you.” Your words got quieter as the words you always wanted to say now sat on the tip of your tongue.

You closed your mouth, sighing through your nose before opening your mouth to speak again. “Your father may not see it, but I do.” Your mouth opened and closed as you hesitated to say the words. He looked at you expectantly, leaning into your palm. “I see you, Neteyam.” You said quietly and slowly, making sure the words sunk into his heart.

The words flowed out of your mouth, and you saw Neteyam’s expression change to a relieved one. Without warning, he leaned in, eyes fluttering shut as he pushed his lips against yours, a hand on the ground as he did so. It was a deep, slow kiss, your breath getting lost in his mouth as he moved his lips rhythmically, moving in sync with yours. It was as if a dam had been broken, all of your feelings flowing into that one kiss. He pushed against you eagerly, almost knocking you back.

You longed for this moment since forever, and so has he. All the days you had spent, hugging each other with care or looking at each other with eyes that would never look at anybody else the same — all of it being released. After one final, deep kiss, he pulled away, eyes flickering from your lips to your doe eyes, still feeling the ghost of his lips on yours. Your breath tickled his skin, a shiver being sent down his spine. He let out a small laugh, as if only now realizing he had finally kissed you, and you smiled back. “And I see you—only you.” He told you.

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tonowarii · 1 year

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A Soulmate Who Wasnt Meant to Be

COMFORT(?) DRABBLE FOR "A LIFE FOR A LIFE" (could also be read alone, but much better if you've read this one!)

Pairing: Lo'ak te Suli Tsyeyk'itan x Fem! Omaticaya! Reader

WC: 1.5k

Warning/s: mentions of death, okay.. still a little bit of more angst and hurt but some comfort in the end! :D maybe im not so evil anymore..?

GIF is mine!

After he had saved his sisters, mother, and father from Quaritch and finally having Spider back, he knew he had to face you again, to face your lifeless body again.

However, the other heart-breaking thing was when Kiri and Tuktirey saw you once they had landed upon the rocky shore.

“We’re safe!” Tuktirey says “Where’s (Y/N)?!” She says but as she looked in front of her, she stopped. Smile dropping, the same as with Kiri.

“(Y/N)?” Tuk asked, approaching you, she grabs your hand as Kiri was on your other side, knowing what happened. Kiri’s tears fell as she grasped your hand.

“Why- why isn’t she moving? (Y/N), can you hear me? We’re finally safe!” Tuk expressed, her bright eyes filling with concern as Neteyam carefully knelt beside her small frame, placing a hand on her shoulder.

“Tuk, (Y/N) is with the Great Mother now…”

Tuk felt a wave of tears forming in her eyes. “What? Why..why..?”

Every step Lo’ak took felt like stones in his heart as he moved towards you, Kiri moving so he could kneel by your side. He gulped. Looking across from him he sees Tuk crying, holding your arm as Neteyam looked at Lo’ak, offering a sympathetic look as he rubbed Tuk’s shoulder.

It was already sunrise when Jake stepped up towards them. “We got to get her back to the village, son.” He spoke with a heavy heart. Neytiri stands beside Jake, before moving behind Lo’ak, placing her hands on his shoulders. “It is time, son.”

Lo’ak could only afford to watch as your body was carried away by Jake and Neteyam, as well as other Metkayina that his father has called over.

On the way home, he stared blankly, not responding to anyone that talked to him, the only exception being his brother, Neteyam.

As they prepared for your funeral, Lo’ak stayed silent as they made their way over to the cove of ancestors after eclipse, finding the other Metkayina there, joining in offering their condolences and joining in their sadness, a loss of a loved one, a daughter.

Lo’ak could feel his grip tighten on the leaf that carried your once lively body as flowers danced around your form. Every push he made felt another stab to his heart, further setting in the realization that he was never going to see you nor hear you, or ever talk to you again in this life. He swallows, taking a look at your face, your eyes were closed and it looked like you were just sleeping, curled up against yourself.

Jake and Neytiri were now tasked with carrying your body down to the sea anemone, finally putting you to rest. As they took your body, Lo’ak could feel his tears sprung from his eyes. Jake and Neytiri held your body, regrets overflowing within their heart and guilt. Guilt that they had failed your parents, guilt that they hadn’t protected you when they promised they would. They had treated you like their own daughter, now putting you to rest had affected them more than they had expected.

Lo’ak touches your face, this would be the last time he was able to do it. He swallows, moving closer to you as he turns your head towards him, pressing one final kiss to your forehead, tears fully streaming down his face.

Jake and Neytiri looked at each other, as Lo’ak had finally let go of you, they slowly dived down. Lo’ak watches as your body slowly pushed and sunk down towards the sea anemone, claiming you as his arm absentmindedly reached out to you, wanting to pull you away from its embrace so he could hold you for as long as he can. Now he couldn’t.

He was stuck staring at the ground from where you were, as it completely enveloped you, no longer seeing you. He doesn’t remember that he needed to come up for air, only realizing that when Neteyam had carefully placed a hand on his shoulder, pointing upwards.

Lo’ak emerges from the surface, breathing heavily. A solemn look on his face as Neteyam looked at him. In an attempt to comfort his brother, he pulls him in a tight hug. Lo’ak broke down again as he had clung onto his brother.

Neteyam had also treated you like a sister he never had, he watched you get along with Lo’ak, he watched you be there for him when he couldn’t. Most importantly, he watched his brother fall in love with you as he had asked him to help in making some of the countless gifts he had given you when he was still courting you. He watched your love flourish. Seeing your death felt unreal to him, maybe it just hadn’t sinked in yet.

“Come on brother, we’ve got to go.” He whispers, rubbing his back. Lo’ak doesn’t respond, he only lets Neteyam drag him towards his ilu.

A few days had passed, and Lo’ak hadn’t slept, his family was beginning to get concerned for him. Neteyam was the only one Lo’ak let in. One night, Lo’ak had found himself staring off into the ocean, holding your anklet given by him.

Neteyam watched his brother, shaking his head with a sigh as he approached him. “Hey, baby bro.” He spoke. Lo’ak just nods, acknowledging his presence. Neteyam looks around before he nudges Lo’ak.

“Do you want to see her?”

Lo’ak did, he did want to see you, to hold you, to kiss you again, to tell you how much he was sorry and how much he loved you. He looks over at Neteyam. “(Y/N) was special to all of us, I know she was, especially to you, baby bro. I’m giving you a chance to go and see her, I’ll come with you, I don’t care if we get in trouble again, I’d do it if it helps you.”

Lo’ak swallowed, before he found himself nodding.

Neteyam carefully called over their ilus, watching if anyone was still awake. Then they both had rode out into the night.

The trip took a few good minutes. As they arrived, Neteyam and Lo’ak were still on the surface when Neteyam places a hand on his shoulder. “I’m going down with you, I don’t want to see you drowning now.” He softly smiles at Lo’ak, Lo’ak finally cracks a small smile before they dive down.

Lo’ak stops in front of one of the Spirit Tree’s leaves. Neteyam just behind him to watch him. Lo’ak looks back at him to see his brother.

‘I’m right here, don’t worry’ Neteyam signed towards him. Lo’ak nods, facing in front again, holding out his queue. Then he slowly attaches it, feeling the overwhelming feeling of lightness, absolute peace.

Thus, he closes his eyes.

Opening his eyes, Lo’ak was transported back to the forest, he looks around, reminiscing his old home. He smiles, feeling truly at peace when that wasn’t all that he noticed. It was night, the bioluminescence of the Pandora forest glowed around him.

Then he heard it. Laughter. Your laugh. He turns around, heart spiking at just how beautiful and… alive you looked. You played with a kenten, laughing. A smile immediately appears on his face. Then your attention finally turns to him. Your eyes held love, adoration, and it was bright. He could see you blush.

“Hi.” You greeted. Lo’ak was caught up in the moment, only responding when you tilt your head at him. “Hey…” He spoke, his voice was much calmer than he expected it to be. Then he hears your laugh again, much closer this time as you approached him, holding his hands and pulling him to sit down across from you.

Then that’s when it hit him. This. This part of the forest was your spot. This was also the spot where he had confessed his love for you, and it was also the night you reciprocated his feelings.

“Talk to me, you’re being silent again, what’s troubling you?” You smiled at him, tilting your head as you were stroking his hands. He opens his mouth, but nothing comes out, he was too busy looking at you. Like as if you were still truly here with him. “I-“ He started but he breathed out.

You frowned, hand reaching up to cup his cheek. “Are you sure you’re okay? Why are you crying, ma tìyawn?”

Lo’ak didn’t even notice the warm tears rolling down his face as you wiped them away with your thumb.

He frowns for a moment, then he looks up at the sky, wishing the Great Mother to give your spirit peace, hoping that you’ll finally get to rest with the Great Mother, and that you were guiding him from above.

He looks back down at you, and he smiles.

You smile back at him, confused at his sudden change of expression while you wipe away at his tears, cupping his cheeks.

“I guess… I’m just happy to see you.” He said honestly. You laugh, rolling your eyes as you looked at him.

“You see me every day, skxawng! But sure, I’m happy to see you too!” You played along and he could feel himself smile widely, more genuine this time.

However, only guilt and regret knocked on the back of his mind as he wished he could witness you say it this time in person, which reality struck him as this was something he’ll never get to have again.

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toji-girl · 3 months

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k. bakugo m.list

🩷= smut | 💜= fluff | 🪻 = angst | 🔮= dark content

one-shots: wc over 1k

Prickled Flesh -(kinktober '23) - 🩷

synopsis: Your older brother uses his favoritism to his advantage, this time he unknowingly took it too far when he was able to invite his best friend Katsuki on your family vacation serving you on a platter to him.

HITHTWTC - 🩷

synopsis: Being the Princess meant you were arranged to marry Prince Ito of the conjoining island for the sake of the kingdom, but the last thing you want is to marry someone you don’t love, and your other suitor isn’t someone your parents approve, but how can anyone stop true love from blooming?

Behind Closed Doors -

synopsis: Years of bullying and teasing finally boil to a head when you and Katsuki are back at home alone for your High School reunion.

For Tonight -

synopsis: You and Katsuki want to try something new and decided to dive more into the aspects of a bdsm scene which led to one of the best nights of your life and his as well.

Selfish Ways - 🩷

synopsis: Katsuki is a very good husband, and has grown out of his anger the way you’ve seen him as a teenager, now being in his late twenties he’s a bit more relaxed until it comes to you, his wife.

miss you - 🩷

synopsis: Katsuki doesn’t do well when half of his heart is gone, he misses you dearly and you share the same feelings. Part of you is missing without him, and what’s the best way to keep him needy?

all ours ft kiri - 🩷

synopsis: Coming into heat a few days earlier was not something you planned on, and for sure it not happening when you're walking home in the woods.

all for fun - 🩷

synopsis: You and Katsuki have a wonderful sex life, nothing to complain about, but it still feels like it’s missing something, or maybe just two other people?

drabbles: wc under 1k

ring - 💜

missin' you - 💜

mornin' - 💜

wake up -

crib -

caught -

marriage -

breeding -

farm hand -

after work -

riding him - 🩷

series

come back to me - 🪻

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delirious-donna · 2 years

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Gentle Giant [Eijirou Kirishima]

an: a little hurt/comfort drabble inspired by the lovely @at-heart-artwork, I hope you don’t mind me jumping on your thoughts ^^

prompt: how Kiri hugs his s/o after coming home from a tough mission

pairing: pro hero Red Riot x female reader

warnings: hurt/comfort, mentions of minor injuries, Kiri is feeling a little overwhelmed, he just needs a hug

Masterlist

Pro hero Kirishima who breaks into the widest grin the moment he sets his vermillion eyes on you. His sharp teeth glint in the soft bedroom light as he walks to your side, dimples appearing on each cheek and the prominent lines of strain fading away.

His days are exhausting, filled with violence and the mountains of paperwork that no one really realises goes hand in hand with hero work. There are days when he prefers to be sat behind his desk, signing endless reports and filling all the necessary insurance claims, but more often than not, he’d rather be on the streets.

Tonight, Kirishima returns to your apartment still in his hero gear. He couldn’t bear to wait for a single second longer, the need to hold you close is overwhelming. He knows that he probably smells, that he is covered with grime and there is a small cut on his brow that needs tending, but he needs your intimacy more.

How he wished it had been a day spent behind his desk with the endless monotony of office life, but how profoundly glad he was that he had been on patrol. Red Riot had been needed, and this time, what he had witnessed cut deep.

He gazes at your sleeping form, mesmerised by how peaceful you look in one of his very oversized t-shirts that swamps down to past your knees. His thick, battle roughened digits are as gentle as he can manage whilst he strokes your cheek until you rouse. That first sleepy blink tugs on his heart and he scoops you from the bed.

“Eiji,” you coo into his neck.

His arms cradles you so tenderly, like you are the most precious treasure, and you can sense something isn’t quite right. Where was the bear hug that you expected every time he returned to your arms? Where was the tight squeeze that did wonders for your back?

Instead, his vivid flame red tickles your cheek as he nuzzles into your neck, his nose buried against your sleep-soaked skin, inhaling your scent. Slowly, he allows you to shift until you are wrapped around his muscular frame like a cute koala.

His muscles shift as you stroke at his sweaty skin, a soft hum floating from your throat whilst he sways with you in the hush of your shared bedroom. Arms that could break you in half tighten, but only slightly, a palm flush against your back to keep you from moving back to see his face. You don’t need to see the sadness they hold. The guilt he feels for how happy he had been when he first saw you, knowing that not everyone always returns to their family.

“Bad night, baby?”

Kiri knows better than to keep things from you, knows more than most how dangerous and unhealthy it can be to let dark emotions bottle up until they explode. He swallows past the ragged lump in his throat, grumbles a faint yes and sinks to the bed with you still fixed to him.

His less than dexterous fingers smooth over your messy hair, his other hand rubbing patterns of undefined design across your back. He loves how warm you are, how he feels your love and affection seep through his skin and pierce his heart. Breathing becomes easier, the fog of his worries lifting in the face of your acceptance. The evil little gremlins in his brain are drowned out by your soothing voice.

“Wanna talk about it?” you ask quietly, pressing a soft kiss to his sooty cheek when he finally lets you see his face.

“Yeah, I’d like that, but can we just stay like this for another minute?”

You coo to him, settling against the wall of muscle that is your man. The man whose quirk looks nothing other than intimidating, maybe even a little scary, but Kirishima is more than the sum of his parts.

“Of course baby, anything for you.”

One minute ticks into another, and you have no desire to push him when you sense the comfort you can offer from your embrace. Talking can be painful yet necessary. Affection could soften the blow, smooth away the sharp edges and that is what you did for him.

Pro hero Kirishima - your gentle giant.

#delirious writes #eijirou kirishima #eijirou fluff #kirishima fluff #kirishima x reader #pro hero kirishima #mha fluff

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thepresentmic · 2 years

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still into you

band!au

ʙᴀᴋᴜɢᴏᴜ ᴋᴀᴛꜱᴜᴋɪ x ʀᴇᴀᴅᴇʀ

summary: It's been 6 months since things with katsuki exploded, now he's back and you're not over him - and maybe he's not over you

contents: drabble, to be expanded (possibly), light angst, post-break up, band!au, bakugo is bad at feelings, reader isn't over him, both are stubborn, everyone else is sick of their shit, reader and shinso are like siblings, background shinkami, hopeful ending

a/n: based in the same universe/timeline as my original band!au pov and inspired by this tiktok. i know barely anything about musical instruments so if i've gotten anything wrong, pretend i didn't

it's not like this was your first time on stage. hell, you'd been front and centre at dozens of other shows before and never batted an eyelid. but it was still weird being up there without them.

without kiri bouncing about behind you with that dopey smile, or denki constantly strumming the same chord procession of his 'pre-show warm up, without-

you shake your head and hop up on the nearest equipment case, one combat booted foot rested on the edge, the other leg dangling as you tap out a rhythm against the metal with one of shinso's stolen drumsticks.

"would you loosen up, it's gonna be fine." shoto grinned and shouldered your arm, leaning back against your leg. "easy for you to say, dumbass, you've never played a show this big before." you sunk your fingers into the back of his hair and shoved his head, making him lurch forward.

shinso snatched his drumsticks from your fingers as he passed by, "you're the one that organised this show, remember?" he smirked, dropping down onto his stool and pushing his headband up and flexing his fingers in a half assed impression of you.

'"fuck him, i'll show that-" what was the phrase they used?"

Sho laughed, 'emotionally stunted asshole'.

you flipped them both off and hopped down, heading for the mic set up behind the tattered navy curtain as shouto and tetsutetsu and took their places. "i was drunk."

you heard a muffled announcement on the other side of the curtain, band name, basic intro, the usual stuff. "by the way, i invited denki and the others."

you shot him a dark glare over your shoulder. "you did what-"

"he loves me and he misses you."

you grunted, "i hate you." he just grinned, "no you don't."

the room when dark and the curtain began to fall.

"fuck it. let's do this."

it's not like he would show up anyway. it wasn't like he still cared.

━━━━━━━━━━━━━━

fuck, you had missed this. missed the thrum of the chords under your fingers and the heavy vibrations that rocked through the floor and up your body.

it wasn't the same, but it was a start. and it had felt good. music had always been your escape and it finally felt like a piece of you was coming back. denki had pushed his way into the 4th row, and you silently cursed shinso for being right. seeing your best friend had brought a bittersweet smile to your face.

and he was alone. of course he was. fine. good. you didn't need him anyway. not anymore.

you were over it.

your buzz lasted right up to the final song, it was new and it was honest and you were glad that bastard didn't show.

it's not a walk in the park to love each other

you closed your eyes and pulled the mic off the stand, bringing it closer, waiting for the bass to drop.

why didn't he show? how could he care so little?

but when our fingers interlock, can't deny can't deny you're worth it

you open your eyes, and immediately they find a blaze of crimson right there, next to denki. everything else became a dulled sound, your eyes dropping down, confidence wavering.

right in those few seconds, it's 6 months ago and your heart is collapsing.

fuck, you weren't over it.

'cause after all this time, i'm still into you

"focus on the guitar." sho's quiet voice speaks in your ear. you turn just a little in surprise and grin as he suddenly starts to strum a loud, intense electric guitar solo over your chorus.

i should be over all the butterflies, but i'm into you. and baby even on our worst nights, i'm into you

when you look back at the crowd that's going wild, all you can see is katsuki. he's looking at the two of you with fire in his eyes. it's a look that lets you know that maybe your story doesn't end here

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katsukisilkbonnet · 3 years

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Bookworm

Hi everyone, first off I want to start off by thanking you all for your support! It means a lot to me and inspires me to want to post more content. I’ve decided to turn this cute little drabble into a series since so many people like it, I think I’m going to name the series Bookworm as well.

Once again, thank you for everything, my ask box is open and as always enjoy yourself.

Minors DNI

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Pairing: Dilf!Kirishima x Librarian!Reader

Word Count: 2K

Warnings: Age gap,

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“Hello?”

“H-hi, um it’s Eijirou Kirishima, the uh, the dad from the library. Well that doesn’t really help much-'' He begins to ramble and can’t seem to stop himself.

“Yes, I remember you and your adorable daughter. You both come in every week for more children’s stories.” You complete his sentence and he quietly lets a sigh fall past his lips.

“Yeah that’s us, if she hasn’t told you already, her name is Mia, and you can call me Eji, or Kirishima, or if Kiri works for you then that works for me.” He subconsciously walks back and forth, very similar to a girl in high school talking to her crush.

He trips himself up on his mini stroll when a low giggle leaves your lips, your laugh makes him perk up in ways he never knew were possible, is he crazy for feeling this way so fast? Or does he finally deserve a chance at happiness like everyone keeps saying?

“You have a beautiful laugh.” He bites his lip almost immediately after the compliment, hoping it didn’t come off as strange.

“Thank you Kiri, I think you’ve got a gorgeous smile. Mia resembles you a lot.” He feels himself full on blush at the way you compliment him and his daughter.

“She’s a pretty girl, just like her daddy.” Kirishima stops in his tracks after the word rolls off your tongue. He had to release his grip on the couch after the words left your mouth, he shouldn’t be affected by such a word, but it’s been so long since he’s been touched or even shown proper romantic affection.

“Thank you, you’re too sweet. We enjoy seeing such a beautiful woman like you too.” He sits down on his couch and leans back against the pillows.

“Oh I’m beautiful? It seems like you’re trying to one up me Kiri. I’m pretty competitive when it comes to complimenting people, so I don’t think you want to go there with me.” You threaten him playfully, ending your little rant with a laugh.

He laughs along with you and sighs out in happiness, closing his eyes while he listens to you tell him about your day.

He feels the nerves leave his body as you continue to talk to him more and more, he didn’t realize that you two had ended up on the phone for almost two hours.

“I’m sorry if I kept you up, I hope you don’t have to be up too early.” He says apologetically, glancing at the time on his phone as he plugs it into the charger.

“Actually I’m off work tomorrow, well technically speaking today. And even if I had work today, I’d still end up talking to you.” You let out a quiet yawn, slipping under your bed sheets.

“You flatter me Y/N, I mean that. You make me feel young again, not that I’m old! I mean there’s nothing wrong with getting older either, it’s just-”

You cut him off with another one of your angelic laughs and he rubs his hand over his face.

“I get what you’re saying, there’s nothing wrong with getting or being older. In case you were wondering I’m 22, and for the record, 32 looks amazing on you. I found it hard to believe until I saw your driver's license when you signed up for the library card.”

“I knew you would end up seeing it somehow, look I know it’s getting late so I’ll let you go soon, but I was wondering if you wanted to hang out soon? Maybe like a date, if you’re interested of course, I can take you out, or we could have dinner at my place.” He bites his lip in anticipation while waiting for your answer.

“I’d love that actually. I have to drop off some books at a donation store, but I’m completely free after that, what were you thinking of doing?”

“Well, Mia is with her mom for the weekend and I did just buy a fuck ton of groceries. I like to try recipes I see on Tiktok if you want to try that.” He rolls his eyes and slaps his forehead at the dumb suggestion.

“Um, I’d love that. I need more recipes other than pasta and chicken nuggets. Whatever you want and have the ingredients for I am more than okay with that.

“I honestly can’t wait, I’ll text you my address, and you just let me know when you’re heading over. I’ve talked your ear off enough, go ahead and go to sleep, pretty girl.” He finds himself on his back, grabbing one of Mia’s blankets to cover part of his legs.

Sofa: 1 Kirishima: 0

“Will do, I can’t wait to see what you come up with. I’ll keep you updated, have a great night Eji.” You say sleepily, your voice becoming more drowsy with each word.

“Goodnight sweetheart.” He hangs up the phone, saving your name and number in his contact list before he could forget.

The next day Kiri wakes up on the couch with a sore back to prove it, he checks his phone to make sure he hasn't missed anything from you or about Mia, eventually he manages to peel himself off the sofa. Rubbing the sleep out of his eyes was his first mission, then it’ll be time to clean up the house.

He goes to stand up but is immediately put back into his previous spot when his muscles don’t move with him.

“A little yoga wouldn’t hurt first.” He says to himself, raising his arms above his head while extending his leg muscles.

After his mini yoga session, he drags himself into the kitchen for breakfast. He pulls the refrigerator door open and grabs out the items he wants to indulge in.

His ringtone pulls him out of his trance of mixing the dry and wet ingredients for his pancake.

“Ejirou speaking.” He greets whoever is on the other end of the line, he really needs to pay attention to who’s calling.

“You still answer the phone instantly? Anyways, what happened to you last night? You never called me back.”

Luckily for him it wasn’t just some silly spam caller, it was his best friend and daughter's god-father, Katsuki.

“Oh yeah man you’re right. I finally called her like you said and we just ended up talking all night long. Mia’s gonna be gone this weekend so I have the house to myself for a few days.” He explained, watching his pancake closely.

“Oh thank god, thought you were gonna say some shit like ‘I couldn’t go through with it’ or, ‘All i could do was think about her so I just rubbed

one out and called it a night’” He stares at the phone is slight disbelief, scoffing loudly.

“First off, have some faith in me, and second of all, my sexual life isn’t your business, asshole.” He mumbles the last word, flipping his pancake and smiling at the perfect golden brown color.

“Yeah yeah whatever, you haven’t had a decent pussy in years and I”m your best friend so yeah it is my business, what are you going to cook. Do you need me to come over? I don’t need you scaring this one away with you cooking.” The black haired man couldn’t help but laugh at his friend.

“No I don’t need you to come over and cook for us, her and I are going to cook together. Maybe drink some wine and get to know each other, I dunno, we’ll see where the night takes us.” He trails off, removing his pancake off the heat and transferring it to his plate.

“Whatever you say man, I don’t have work today so if it’s a cooking emergency or some shit, you know who to call.” He gives Kiri a goodbye before ending the call.

Kirishima smiles at his phone and shakes his head at his best friend's antics, he tops his dish off with some chopped fruit, powdered sugar, and hot syrup. He takes his plate to the kitchen table and digs in.

He sighs in content at the hot food in his mouth, sitting back in his chair with his phone, watching his messages to see if you end up calling him any earlier. Once he’s finished his food he takes his dishes to the dishwasher and starts the machine.

He ties his long hair back into a ponytail and works on picking up any toys Mia may have left behind, before he knows it he finds himself back in the kitchen to wipe off the counters and put the dishes away.

When he checks his phone it’s 12:45, he raises an eyebrow and smiles at his progress.

Ding!

He damn near drops his phone on the counter when your name pops up on his screen. He lets it ring two more times before picking it up and clearing his throat.

“Good afternoon gorgeous, how are you doing?” He starts the conversation off smoothly and playfully pats himself on the back.

“Hey handsome, so I just finished donating the books, did you want to text me your address and I can make my way over to your place?”

You on the other hand are currently applying a layer of chapstick before you go through your bag to look for perfume.

“That sounds like a plan, I’ll text you the address!” He texts you the address and looks down at his appearance.

He’s still in his pajamas, his hair is definitely due for a brushing, and maybe so can his teeth.

“Hey you’re only 15 minutes away from me right now and there’s not a lot of traffic out at this time.” You say happily and prop your phone up on the dashboard.

“Perfect! I can’t wait to see you again, drive safe.” He ends the call and rushes to his bedroom in order to get changed.

In the process of looking for an outfit, he picks up the clothes on the floor around him as well, just in case you two do make it that far.

Once he gets dressed, he rushes to the bathroom and begins to brush through his long locks, he winces in pain while he tries to brush the knots out of his hair.

Once his hair is all brushed out, he opts for keeping it up and out of the way of his face, he shrieks when he looks at the clock.

You’ll be here in less than five minutes if the time matches up correctly.

He anxiously grabs his tooth brush and mint toothpaste, applying it to the brush and cleansing his teeth.

He hums one of the tunes that he and Mia listen to every morning when she gets ready for school. He finishes brushing his teeth with two extra minutes to spare.

He takes one last look at himself in the mirror and sighs out nervously, the poor man hasn’t been on a date in years. Any free time he does have is spent sleeping or given to Mia, he’s nervous because he doesn’t want to ruin this, and you’re a gorgeous woman.

Also because Katsuki and Sero won’t let him hear the end of it.

His doorbell pulls him out of his mental rambling and he tenses up again.

“No Kiri everything’s going to go smoothly.” He repeats to himself, making his way back downstairs.

He smiles at himself in the mirror near the front door and opens it slowly, looking down at your smaller frame.

“Hello again.”

#kirishima eijirou #kiri smut #kiri drabble #kirishima drabble #kirishima smut #kirishima x reader #mha x reader #mha x y/n #mha smut #mha kirishima #mha drabbles

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dmb-fngrl · 3 years

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Kay’s Masterlist

This is my full masterlist for all of my fics! List will be updated as fanfics are published. Kinkuary 2021 Masterlist is here.

Key:

* means sfw

- means nsfw

~ means fluff

+ means angst

Full Fics/Oneshots

Monoma Neito

- Pleasing You ~

Monoma tries oral pleasure for the first time.

- I wanna gag, I wanna choke ~

It’s Valentines’ Day, and you have a salacious surprise for your boyfriend.

- Let’s Play Dress-Up ~

You buy some lingerie to surprise your husband, but you have second thoughts...

- School Girl Kink

Monoma delivers on his promise to ruin your skirt.

- One More

He looks so pretty when he’s ruined...

- Too Much ~

Part 2 to One More.

- I hate you, I love you ~

Monoma and L/N hate each other. At least, they do until they’re locked in a room together.

* Summer Blueberries ~

Alpha Monoma finds you stealing his clothes.

*- 5 Times Monoma Flustered You, And The 1 Time You Got Him Back ~

Your relationship with Monoma makes you a blushing mess so many times. Can you turn the tables?

- “Can I try?”

Monoma wants to see if he can make you squirt.

- Lessons ~

Teaching Monoma to masturbate.

* Kingdom Come ~+

You don’t want to like your fiancé. You really don’t. But he seems to be the only beacon of light in your otherwise dark world.

- Kingdom Come Pt. 2 ~+

Getting married to your fiancé and your first time.

- 69 is the Funniest Number

Monoma and 69ing in matching lingerie. Nuff said.

- Watch Me Have A Good Time

Discovering your boyfriend is a camboy is a heck of a shock.

* Pushed and Pulled ~

You’re so oblivious. Or are you?

- Trying ~

Monoma wants to try just one more thing. He wants to try to make you cum.

* Lost +

He wasn’t there, and now you’re lost.

* Whoops ~

Monoma wants to hold your hand.

- Mer-mate ~

Mermaid!Monoma wants to show you his world.

- Long Road Home

Maybe teasing Monoma wasn’t such a good idea.

- PegMonoma2021

Pegging Monoma, because he deserves it.

* Shattered +

It was just one kiss--at least, that’s what he keeps telling himself.

* Yellow Roses +~

Monoma coughs, and a yellow rose petal flutters down. Uh oh.

Kaminari Denki

- Baby Fever ~

You and Denki start trying for another baby.

- My Beautiful Swan

Can you pound out a quickie in time for final bows at your ballet recital?

- Why did I agree to this? (ft. Shinsou Hitoshi)

Your boyfriends tease you in public with a vibrator.

- I like to watch ~+

Denki doesn’t want to take his eyes off of you ever again.

- I’m sexy, but I’m you, so...

What happens when you get a hard-on in someone else’s body?

- Pretty Boy ~

Denki looks so pretty in that green set he likes.

- Surprise (ft. Shinsou Hitoshi)

Denki was a good boy, and you’re his treat.

- Kabe-don

You kabe-donned Denki in public, and he wants revenge.

* Winky Denki ~

Denki thinks he’s being really slick. (Spoiler: He’s not.)

Kirishima Eijirou

- Together ~

Kirishima takes your virginity.

- Sexual Healing ~

You finally orgasm with your boyfriend.

- When I Think About You...

You have no idea what you’re doing to each other.

- Just the Three Of Us (ft. Bakugou Katsuki) ~

You followed the rules, so you get a nice reward.

- Tasty

You burnt dinner. Luckily, Kirishima thinks something else looks good.

- Mischief

Kirishima will take his time with you, but you’re going to know who’s the dom here.

- Dilf! Kirishima

Dilf! Kiri drabble.

Midoriya Izuku

- It’ll Fit

Will it, though?

- Caress ~

You had a bad week, but Izuku wants to make it better.

Bakugou Katsuki

- Fresh Air

Bakugou wants to make sure everyone knows who you belong to.

- Boobies ~

Being pregnant is hard. When your breasts are overswollen with milk, it’s even harder.

- Sloppy Love

Katsuki really needs to stop drinking. ...Or maybe not.

- Something New ~

Your husband wants to try something new with you. Who are you to deny him?

- Just the Three of Us (ft. Kirishima Eijirou) ~

You followed the rules, so you get a nice reward.

Shinsou Hitoshi

- “I’m here”

Blindfolded, tied up, vulnerable...but your boyfriend will take care of you.

- Why did I agree to this? (ft. Kaminari Denki)

Your boyfriends tease you in public with a vibrator.

- Surprise (ft. Kaminari Denki)

Denki was a good boy, and you’re his treat.

- Spank Me

You’re Hitoshi’s pretty kitty, but sometimes you need to be put in your place.

- Tears and Flowers

Hitoshi spanks your slutty pussy.

Todoroki Shouto

- Neko-chan ~

Being turned into a catgirl might have some unexpected benefits.

- Dr. Shouto

Doctor knows best...

- Heat

When his pretty little omega goes into heat, Shouto just has to take care of it.

- Trying New Things

After you catch Shouto masturbating, well, he can’t be the only one exposed, right?

Togata Mirio

- The Text Game

When the kids are away, the parents will play...

- Praise ~

Mirio likes to praise his cute baby.

- Control: Lost. Cock: Out.

Maybe you should wear that dress more often...

Amajiki Tamaki

- Soft ~

Tamaki Amajiki has a big d*ck. Send tweet.

* Wheel of Love ~

Tamaki is easily flustered, but he’ll suck it up for you.

* Seven Years ~

Will Tamaki ever confess his feelings for you? Song fic.

* Too Soon, Too Late +

He waited too long to tell you, and now he has to face the consequences.

- His Butterfly, Her Bunny ~

Tamaki confesses he’d like to get intimate with you.

Sero Hanta

- First Time in Forever

You smoke a few blunts with your roommate, and he seems to think you look a bit more tasty than those hot cheetos on the table...

Iida Tenya

* Angel Baby ~+

After the loss of your first pregnancy, it’s hard to rebuild.

Headcannons

- Awkward...

Sero Hanta, Kirishima Eijirou, Bakugou Katsuki, Hitoshi Shinsou, Togata Mirio, Iida Tenya, Kaminari Denki, Midoriya Izuku, Todoroki Shouto, Tamaki Amajiki, Monoma Neito

* Period Headcannons ~

Monoma Neito, Kaminari Denki, Kirishima Eijirou, Amajiki Tamaki, Togata Mirio

*- Pregnancy Headcannons ~

Bakugou Katsuki, Kaminari Denki, Kirishima Eijirou, Midoriya Izuku

- Virgin!Monoma ~

Monoma Neito

*- Animal Hybrids ~

Bakugou Katsuki, Todoroki Shouto, Amajiki Tamaki, Midoriya Izuku, Monoma Neito

* Pet Names The MHA Boys Would Call You ~

Bakugou Katsuki, Iida Tenya, Shinsou Hitoshi, Kaminari Denki, Kirishima Eijirou, Midoriya Izuku, Monoma Neito, Todoroki Shouto, Togata Mirio, Amajiki Tamaki, Sero Hanta, Aoyama Yuuga

- Making You Cum for the First Time

Amajiki Tamaki, Togata Mirio, Shinsou Hitoshi, Kaminari Denki

* L for Iida ~

Iida Tenya

* P and J for Monoma ~

Monoma Neito

* X for Tamaki ~

Amajiki Tamaki

- W for Aizawa ~

Aizawa Shouta

*- D, F, K, L, E, and S for Monoma ~

Monoma Neito

- A, K, and O for Sero ~

Sero Hanta

- B, C, D, F, J, K, W, and X for Iida ~

Iida Tenya

* O for Present Mic ~

Yamada Hizashi

- D and M for Bakugou and Kirishima ~

Bakugou Katsuki, Kirishima Eijirou

* D for Shinsou ~

Shinsou Hitoshi

*- K, N, Z, I, O, and P for Todoroki ~

Todoroki Shouto

* D, F, M, and R for Iida ~

Iida Tenya

*- E, G, H, D, J, and K for Monoma ~

Monoma Neito

* H, O, and Y for Aizawa ~

Aizawa Shouta

* S, M, and L for Monoma ~

Monoma Neito

* W, V, N, M, I, D and B for Tamaki ~

Amajiki Tamaki

- C, F, and X for Monoma ~

Monoma Neito

- D, J, and K for Aizawa, Shinsou, and Midoriya ~

Aizawa Shouta, Shinsou Hitoshi, Midoriya Izuku

* A, J, and Y for Tamaki ~

Amajiki Tamaki

*- L, T, O, F, R, and M for Monoma ~

Monoma Neito

*- C, O, P, E, and R for Shinsou ~

Shinsou Hitoshi

*- A-Z for Dabi ~

Dabi

- B for Monoma ~

Monoma Neito

* E for Shinsou ~

Shinsou Hitoshi

Events

Valentines’ Day--Closed!

Candy Store--Closed!

Alphabet Event--Closed!

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jadequeen88 · 3 years

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Kink Prompts✨

Character: Kirishima

Kink: Dry Humping

A/N: This was cooked up in a discord server I’m part of. We roll a random kink and then pick a character to write a drabble for. This was supposed to be short but it got outta hand fast…

TW: age difference (Kiri is 21 and Reader is 38), femm dom undertones, Virgin!Kiri, dry humping, size kink (he’s a big boi)

You knew going into things that you might have to be… careful… with Kirishima. The day that the literal ray of sunshine walked into your agency and locked eyes with you, you saw it. The same emotion you’d seen mirrored back to you many, many times in the decade or so you’d had your agency… young heroes’ eyes filled with devotion.

“Aww,” you’d inwardly cooed to yourself, ”This one’s gonna have it bad.”

These kinds of newbies were probably your favorites. The Golden Retriever Himbos with all the enthusiasm and gumption you could ask for. They made great assets on any mission and you won’t lie… great assets to have on speed dial when it’s 2:00am and your toys just aren’t cutting it for you…

But you shook that notion out of your head. You’re pushing 40 now and have to be more selective. You don’t really have the time or the desire to juggle as many partners as you once did. You tell Nemuri all the time you don’t know how she has the patience for it…

“Oh wow! Ms. (hero name)! I-it’s such an honor to be working at your agency! I promise I’m going to be the best intern you’ve EVER had! It wouldn’t be very manly of me to not give it my all!”

You’re taken aback when the giant of a young man bows low before you then snaps his head up, back still parallel to the floor, flashing a sharp toothed grin your way.

A giggle escapes you involuntarily as you look over to your old friend who is shaking his head at his young assistant’s enthusiastic greeting.

“Manly huh? Fat, this must be the Crimson Riot fanboy you’ve taken under your wing then…”

You ruffle the top of his head, only within reach because he was bowed before you…

(and fuck that hero costume… it almost looks like he’s wearing a muzzle… goddamn, if you could collar him and…)

NO. BAD Y/N

The delicious blush color that dusts his cheeks does nothing to diminish the filthy thoughts you’re having about him….

He finally straightens, clearing his throat.

“Yup that’s him alright,” Fatgum beams at the young man, clearly very proud to have him in his care, “Wouldn’t be standing here today without the Sturdy Hero Red Riot having my back.”

He claps the young man on the back and his blush spreads even further.

“fucking adorable” you think to yourself.

“Well boys,” you turn to show them the way to their office, “Let me show you where home will be for the next couple months.”

You hold eye contact with the redhead just a little longer than needed… you can’t help yourself…

And you love feeling his gaze strip you out of your spandex suit…

✨✨✨✨✨✨

You knew better… you fucking knew better! But you’re only human and when you’d run into Kirishima leaving the agency gym with his friend

(who GATDAMN was just as beefy and… did he have metal surrounding his eyes? What are they feeding these boys?) covered in sweat and panting… you weren’t physically able to deny going out for a drink with them.

“Maybe they’ll have a senior citizen special,” you scoffed, “Why do you brats wanna hang out with an old lady like me?” You joked. They both scrambled.

“No way Ms. (hero name)!” The big silver haired man said (some weird name that started with a T) rounding on his heels to face you, “You’re hella cool!”

You waved him away with a smirk (you liked the attention. So fuckin what? You deserved to feel special, dammit)

Next thing you know, a big warm hand is enclosing the one you’d been waving. Now it was you who blushed (which was absolutely not easy to do)… the only other set of hands you’d ever had on you that were this big were Toshinori’s pair.

fuck

You were fucked

“Ms y/n,” your name coming from Kiri’s lips with a ‘Ms’ in front of it was doing things to you, “38 isn’t old at all. And besides, you’re super strong and smart! Plus you look better than any other hero -any other woman- that…”

A massive hand lands on his shoulder stopping his little speech and bringing him back to reality. He blushes furiously when he realizes how he’d been spilling his guts. You want to eat him up.

The guy with a T name chuckles nervously, “Okay bro, I think she gets it…”

Kirishima let’s go of your hand and rubs the back of his neck sheepishly.

“Heh, right,” crimson orbs meet yours, “But seriously! Don’t talk about yourself like you’re too old or something! It’s just not true…” he finishes softly looking at his feet.

Oh no

No no no

He was really sweet…

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What led to you leading your much younger intern up the stairs to your flat was all a blur. Two cocktails to give you a little liquid courage and seeing him in that two fucking sizes too small black tee solidified your plan to take him home…

As soon as you were inside, he was on you, crowding you against the door…

You reached up to hold his face gently, rubbing your nose along his jawline.

“Oh fuck… s-sorry” he whimpered, knees buckling slightly. You grinned into his skin.

“You okay there, big boy? I haven’t even kissed you yet…” your bottom lip barely grazes the skin on his neck and you seriously worry for a split second a 6’5” beast of a man will fall into you.

This man, this perfect beautiful mountain of a man, whines at that…

“A-actually there’s something I-“ you keep rubbing your nose along his jawline, humming to let him know you’re listening, “Christ, y/n I’m a virgin.”

His last statement rushes out in one breath and you freeze.

“Okay baby” you purr (god why is this making you so wet?), “Don’t worry.”

You meet his gaze. He looks terrified.

“We don’t have to do anything, you know?” You reassure him, “promise” you give him your most comforting smile.

And oh shit that does it for Kiri. Being nurtured by the pro hero he’d had a crush on his whole life? Yes, please. He’s thanking whatever gods there are that made this happen.

“I do… wanna… you know…” he mutters, not meeting your gaze.

You chuckle and wrap your arms around his neck. “Kiri baby,” at that, his eyes lock onto yours, something dark in his gaze, “I won’t fuck you tonight” he wilts at that, but you’re quick to ease his fears.

“Doesn’t mean we can’t have fun, though” you hook an ankle around his tree trunk of a calf and pull him back into you.

His 1000 watt grin returns to his face and before you know it, you’re flung into the air being held bridal style.

You laugh as he marches you both down your darkened hallway.

“First door on the right, big boy”

“Yes ma’am!”

Yeah… you could get used to this

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Kirishima was very vocal. Easily the most vocal you’d been with (the boy even gave Mic a run for his money) and you loved it.

“O-oh m-ms…. Ms y/n… I can’t icanticanticant…”

“Wassamatter baby boy?” you purr into his ear, grinding sopping wet silk against his denim clad bulge, “use your words or I can’t help”

“I-I’m gonna cum if you don’t stop…”

You tangled your fingers into the long, red locks that had fallen from his messy bun and rolled your hips against him once more.

“What if I want you to?” You ask, softly biting his kiss-bruised lower lip, “What if I wanna make you a complete mess. Hmm?” You kiss him deeper, moaning into his mouth. His massive hands are digging into your ass, pressing you down on him even harder.

“Make a mess for me, baby…”

That’s all it takes for him to be pushed over the edge, releasing violently into his tight jeans.

“Oh mmmm….” He burrows his face into your neck as spurt after spurt of hot liquid seeps through the denim, in turn soaking your cunt even more… “m-mama….”

It’s so quiet that you barely catch it and he freezes… waiting to be scolded no doubt.

“I’m sorry! That’s so weird! I-I dunno what-“

“Shh,” you kiss all over his neck, savoring the thin sheen of sweat you’d worked up on his skin “I like it…”

“You… you do?” His eyes are so round they’re almost owlish and you can help but smile.

“Mmmhmm….” You pull hard on his hair for just a moment, “I’ll be your mommy, Kirishima”

He shudders and you feel his cock (FUCKING TROUSER ANACONDA) twitch back to life.

You laugh outright and he groans, face thumping to your shoulder.

He mumbles adorably, something about this not being fair, and you rise up to leave.

There he is, looking up at you like a lost puppy awaiting instructions… shirtless and jeans filled with come…. And you couldn’t be happier.

“C’mon baby boy…. Bath time,” before you can even blink, you’re scooped up into massive arms again and his face is nuzzled into the crook of your neck.

“Yes ma’am”

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#bnha #boku no hero academia #bnha smut #jade writes smut #jade drabbles #kirishima eijiro #eijiro kirishima #kirishima x reader #kirishima thirst #bnha kirishima

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pinepickled · 3 years

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Hey!! So I just stumbled onto your fics today! I really like what I've read so far and look forward to reading more of your fics!!

You were saying "Let me know if you have a fic idea." So, here's my prompt to you, for writing a drabble or ficlet (I love your ficlets!!!)

Ship: Kakshi/Zabuza

Prompt: Touch

Drabble or ficlet? You choose! I look forward to seeing what you create! And please, don't hesitate to stop by my inbox with any requeats of your own!

Hi! I saw your comments on my fics and I really appreciate them! I'm glad you took the time to request a fic from me <3. I hope this one is to your liking, and I'm sorry it took so long! Under the cut!

Zabuza suspected that this was what it felt like to smoke pure ice. White, gray, and blue filled his vision as the rogue nin glanced around, the freezing cold winter field stretching out for miles every direction. He didn't know how he'd gotten there.

One moment he'd been battling it out with Kiri ANBU, the next he was standing under the moonlight, watching the glittering icicles and light snow fall with rapt attention. It was clear that he was no where near where he'd began. The cold was harsh, unforgiving. Zabuza felt as though his lungs were beginning to freeze, breathing becoming labored. This place was so frighteningly cold that Zabuza was sure that if he stayed out much longer, his blood would freeze and never thaw. He wasn't dressed for cold weather at all, having forgone his shirt due to the tropical climate of wave country.

His breath puffed out in front of him. One thing Zabuza was greatful for was that the moon was able to sufficiently light this snow field, the snow glittering under the silver light. The moon also seemed abnormally large, wherever he was. He figured he was on a mountain top, but deep down he knew that something wasn't natural around here.

Just as Zabuza made to move forward, walking just for the sake of keeping his blood flowing, a voice called out behind him.

"Dressed like that, you're begging for a wolf to pass on by." A man drawled lazily. Zabuza whirled around, or he tried to. The cold had affected him more than he'd thought, and his movement was slow.

The man who had spoken was wearing a traditional blue and gray hakama, two swords nestled into his waistband almost flippantly, and a black wolf mask obscuring his face all lined with long, straight white hair. Zabuza knew he could never wear Kubikiribocho- or any sword, for that matter- in such a relaxed manner, it was just strange. Not even to mention that this man was dressed awfully lightly for the weather and seemed completely unbothered. On a closer look, Zabuza could see that the man's hakama was slightly open, and what looked like a black turtleneck did nothing to hide the muscle that the man carried. The only actual skin Zabuza could see was that of the hand resting on the man's two swords, a sliver of a pale palm and long fingers.

For some reason, Zabuza couldn't bring himself to be threatened by the swords. The cold must have been getting to him.

"What makes you say that? Can't you see I'm enjoying freezing mys ass off?" Zabuza finally replied. He was well aware of how exposed he was, the cold air wrapping around his naked chest and arms, the slight breeze sending shivers up the nin's spine. The man chuckled, and shook his head.

"You misunderstand me. I am, too, very pleased to see you taking full advantage of the cold weather." The man said. Zabuza pondered those words for a moment, and then his face grew hot. He muttered something under his breath and began walking again, the man trailing after him. Zabuza watched as the man came into step beside him. Whereas Zabuza's shoes sunk into the snow, ice slipping into his sandals, the man lightly stepped on top of the snow, light as a feather. That step stood in juxtaposition to the man's lazy walk, a meander of a man who had nowhere to be.

"So why are you following me?" Zabuza asked. The man turned his head, the unseeing eyes of the wolf mask seeming to rake over Zabuza's body. The rogue nin tried to ignore it.

"Well, you're technically trespassing on my territory." He said. Zabuza made an 'ah' noise, suddenly feeling ashamed. He shook the feeling off.

"Hmph, well the sooner I can get out of your hair the better for the both of us then. I didn't exactly come here willingly." Zabuza retorted. The man ignored his confrontational tone and nodded thoughtfully.

"Yes, I did see you appear out of nowhere, so it's no problem. The real problem is that it's nothing but snowfields for miles, so long it would take you a month's trip to be rid of them. I don't think you'll last a month, and it would be such a shame...." The man trailed off toward the last sentence, and Zabuza found himself wondering just what the man meant by that.

"So what? I don't have much of a choice." He said. Assuming he could find some wolves or deer to skin for a good coat and firewood, then he would be fine... maybe. The man laughed lightly.

"Well, of course you do. If you give me a hug, I'll take care of it."

Zabuza stopped just to stare at the man. A part of him wanted to tell this white haired man that he should go fuck himself. The larger part of him was cold.

"At least tell me your name." He said. The man responded without hesitation.

"Kakashi."

Zabuza only nodded. It fit him, somehow. He rolled his eyes and awkwardly put his arms around the man's shoulders. The man moved quickly, surprisingly strong arms wrapping around Zabuza's torso. He was pulled flush to the man's chest, forced into the kind of hug he'd give his mother or an old friend. Kakashi chuckled, and Zabuza could feel the vibrations of that sound through the man's chest. Warm, almost scalding hot fingers traced a line down his back, another wrapping firmly around Zabuza's waist. He gasped, a high pitch noise despite himself, and he felt the cold wood of the wolf mask press to his cheek as Kakashi leaned impossibly closer.

"Are you ready?" He whispered. Zabuza could only choke out an affirmative, those accursed fingers sapping away all rational thought from the man's mind.

The world turned upside down and Zabuza fell asleep.

When he awoke, it was still night time, however much darker. Zabuza was beginning to suspect that this strange place had no day time at all, shrouded in eternal frost and endless night. That thought was quickly washed away, though.

Zabuza was warm. He was warm and he was being held close to someone's body, someone's very naked body against his own very naked body. All of his bones had melted into putty, Kakashi's skin on his own making him hypersensitive. It felt like he could feel every contour of the other man's body, could feel the blood thrumming under his skin, the heartbeat pounding strongly away. He couldn't even bring himself to jerk away, the man had him in such a grip without even trying. One arm over his chest, the other being used as Zabuza's pillow. He'd been captured like a reluctantly cuddly cat.

"What..." He tried, but his throat and mouth were dry from a long period without use. He didn't know how long he'd been sleeping but evidently it had been a while.

"Shh, just rest. Skin to skin is the best for being warm. Promise I won't do anything inappropriate~" Kakashi purred in his ear. Zabuza felt his body grow hot for entirely different reasons. This was going to be a long night.

#kakazabu #zabuza momochi #momochi zabuza #hatake kakashi #kakashi hatake #naruto #pine's fics #pine writes #pine talks

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sugas-sweetheart · 3 years

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hi sofia!! i’m so excited for your halloween event hehe!! can i request kirishima for masquerade ball and “please tell me that was you!” maybe mutual pining? and a drabble pls!! thank you 🥺💖💖💖

Ruby Red || Kirishima Eijirou

A/N: YES THIS IS FROM HALLOWNEEN AND THIS ENDED UP BEING LIKE 1.8K WORDS WHAT IT WAS MEANT TO BE A DRABBLE- I apologise PROFUSELY at how long this took me though and bye its not even that good i just procrastinated hgdsjkfgj😭 thank you sm @deephasoceanmagic for helping me finish this djsjdskdj this got kinda hard to write after I had left it bc I lacked inspiration and here we are and I’m sorry its not the best work I’ve done asshdjsjdjs although the Denki and Sero thing is one of my favourite things my head has made up.

Requested prompts: 1. masquerade ball + 3. “please tell me that’s you!”

Pairing: Kirishima x Fem!reader

The yearly UA Halloween party had arrived once again; it would be your final one at the school and to make it special the third years were allowed to organise it. One of the girls in 3A had brought up the idea of a masquerade ball to add to the mystery, which was instantly taken very well by the committee organising it.

The class didn’t exactly have dates, it was more of a “dance with whoever, whenever” agreement. Although, people in the class could clearly predict who was going to be dancing with who, and that included you and a certain fake, red head.

The months prior to Halloween rolled around quickly and the third years were allowed a day off from their usual lessons to relax and get ready. The 3A dorms had been split, the girls getting ready on the third floor, while the boys were kept downstairs.

Excitement bubbled in the whole class, the whole year even. It was a night for them to act like teenagers instead of soon-to-be pro heroes and that was greatly appreciated.

The chattering and squealing from the girls was almost never ending as they complimented and helped each other with makeup, hair and dresses. It was a joyous little bubble that they were in and nothing could break down their morale.

If the girls didn’t praise each other constantly when taking selfies or group photos on a normal day, then it was an eternal compliment battle when getting dressed up formally together. Mina broke the chatter with a question directed towards the whole room.

“So, who does everyone want to dance with?” Although she directed it at the whole room, she sent you a knowing glance and a shoulder nudge. The teasing you had received from a portion of your class this week was almost never ending, and each time you were bombarded with these inquiries, the spiky haired male sent you a small and unknowing smile from the other side of the classroom.

Meanwhile, the boys were attempting to look their best, and were holding a similar conversation with each other. But it was Halloween night, and that meant some sort of trickery needed to happen for them, and it was basically in the form of dying their hair as to not be recognisable with their normal styles and contact lenses. Most of them opted for a black spray to temporarily colour their locks for the night and match their dark shirts, suits and masks. (Bakugou, a little begrudgingly, let Kirishima and Kaminari colour his hair)

“Kiri, you ready to dance with her?” similar to what Mina did, Sero gave him a nudge and he received a wink from the tape and electric quirk holders who were busy spraying his hair back to its natural colour.

Bakugou took this moment to scoff and join in as he fixed his orange tie, “Took his sweet time to do something if he does.”

“You’ll twirl her, and dip her, and sweep her right off her feet” The comedic duo that were Hanta and Denki, threw their spray cans onto the bed next to them, joined hands and started re-enacting the scene they created.

“And end with a kiss!” Sero had dipped Kaminari and they leaned in making childish kissing noises before collapsing onto the bed in a fit of laughter.

Kirishima was brought out his thoughts with a blush across his features, even if his mask covered it, as he recalled antics from earlier. Fairy lights hung from the ceiling, emitting a soft, warm light and candelabras flickered along the tables. Mini pumpkins and cobwebs were scattered across each table’s centrepiece, but the only thing on his mind was the small handwritten note addressed to him that he had found at his table seat.

“Meet me on the roof at 8:30, I hope to see you there x”

No one seemed to be looking at him and no one but Bakugou was near him, he had no idea who would have left it, but he hoped it was you. Taking a look at the clock he realised it was 8:15pm and well, there’s no harm in being early is there?

All of 3A’s eyes - bar one pair - discreetly followed him to the door that would allow him access up to the roof. The class gave each other a quick look before going back to chatting and joking.

Upon nearing the 3A girls table, you spotted a note next to your name card. The excitable pink haired girl next to you stepped forward, plucking the note from the table and read it with wide eyes under her sparkling mask.

“Oh my god, maybe it’s from him!” The excitement she felt for you was clear in her voice.

“What does it even say?” She immediately pushed the note in front of you in response to your question.

Messy handwriting had scrawled “meet me on the roof at 8:30, I hope to see you there x” along the card. Glancing at the clock you realised there were only five minutes until you were meant to meet this mystery person on the roof.

“So, are you going to meet them?”

“Mina, of course I am. If I die you’ll know where I last was”

As she dragged you towards the door, she claimed that you would be fine and that it was probably just some admirer.

The acid quirk holder observed you as you started making your way up the stairs. Giving the members of 3A knowing glances, she made her way back over to the group of girls you had originally split from.

A few meddling friends - aka Mina, Denki, Sero and an unwilling Bakugou - had organised the whole ordeal happening before you; this was obviously unknown by you and the boy awaiting on the rooftop.

Upon reaching the door that led outside, you paused to take a breath. You hoped Kirishima was waiting for you on the other side of the door. If it wasn’t him, then you’d just have to be polite as you didn’t really want to lead anyone on after this night.

On the other side of the door, Kirishima stood waiting and staring at the scenery around him. The rooftop was lit by fairy lights and the moonlight that shone down; a small table placed a few feet away held drinks, a speaker plugged into an iPod - that looked a lot like Jirou’s - that played music softly. A small vibration from his back pocket brought him from his thoughts and he went to check the phone notification. It was a simple text from Mina that stated “Ask her to dance when she comes up”. It was then, that he knew his friends had something to do with this whole setup and an admirer did not in fact ask him to come up themselves.

A heavy click pulled his gaze away from the phone screen and over to the door that was opening a few metres away. His view was flooded with red material as a second click followed, signifying the door had closed and it was now time for him to speak and not make a fool of himself.

“Uh, would you like to dance with me?” stammered the boy before you.

Luckily for Kiri, his mask covered the rouge that was coming to his cheeks as he rubbed the back of his neck in anticipation of a response. A light nod was given from you in return, stepping forward to grab his other hand, which was outstretched for you. While the secrets were intriguing, the poor attempt to hide his identity and your need to find out if he was truly behind the mask was overpowering, and before you knew it, you had blurted out a statement that would have saddened the boy in front of you had your deduction not been correct.

“Kirishima, please tell me that’s you”

He let go of your hand to slowly peel off his dark mask and reveal a flushed, but hopeful, face at the thought of you wanting it to be him.

“I guess the disguise didn't do much then?” he looked down towards his mask as he spoke, avoiding eye contact with you now that his face was exposed. You pulled away your own mask before speaking up again.

“Not really, but a hair colour change can only do so much when you have ruby red eyes”

He gave a soft chuckle at the defining feature that you had pointed out and his confidence increased with the knowledge of it being you that was forced up here by his friends.

As a slower, steady song played from the speaker he outstretched his hand once again to ask for a dance and this time wasn’t interrupted by an inquiry from you. Taking his hand and placing your other on his shoulder, he moved his other hand to rest on your back and you both tried to find your way dancing together for the first time.

The next hour was mostly elegant, apart from the toes that were stepped on when dancing, and filled with laughter at small jokes told to ease the initial awkwardness of being set up. He was easy to speak to, he was gentle and caring, and as the night continued you ended up sitting together, staring at the luminescent specks that were scattered throughout the sky.

Halloween was coming to a close and the moments you shared that night would be cherished for a long while. Being the gentleman that Eijirou was, he offered to walk you back to your dorm room, despite his being a level below yours. You sneaked down and out together before everyone started leaving to avoid the hustle and bustle of it all. With your right arm hooked in his left, a small, tired smile was plastered across your face the whole walk back and while you were sad about the night ending, this sparked the relationship you would hopefully soon share with the red head.

As your door came into view, the both of you slowed your steps. There was a slight awkward tone in the air, were you to just say goodbye and leave? Should you kiss? Was he going to say something?

The few seconds of silence that felt like hours was broken when the both of you opened your mouths to speak and promptly shut them with a laugh to let the other go first.

He looked at you expectedly, waiting for you to speak first.

“Well, thanks to our friends, this night was a lot better than I anticipated so thank you.” a shark tooth filled smile gleamed with glittering eyes, because he was filled with joy at the thought of you enjoying the night with him.

“I really enjoyed my night with you, so i'm glad you think the same! I’ll see you in class tomorrow?”

“Mhm!” and in those final seconds looking into his eyes, your mind had made a decision. You pressed a kiss to his cheek before pushing the door open and once inside leaning your back against it, just knowing the heat that was rushing to your cheeks.

Kirishima stood stunned and wide eyed outside of your closed door for a few moments and softly touched the spot on his cheek that you had kissed. Upon hearing footsteps and chatter from fellow classmates, he decided to make his way back to his own room where he slept well with thoughts of what he would say to you tomorrow.

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wonhaebunny · 4 years

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small drabble about traitor kiri!!!!

if you asked katsuki to pinpoint the day that he realised eijirou was the traitor, he wouldn’t be able to. there was no specific moment, no great revelation, no grand confrontation with movie-style crying and thrown furniture. there were just hints. tiny, inconsequential things that wouldn’t alone be enough to suggest anything, but added together they spoke volumes. late night phone calls, odd mannerisms, bad moods.

late at night, when he would retch into the trash can with eijirou’s hand firm on his shoulder, the red-head would say, “i’m sorry.”

for what, katsuki should have asked. but he knew the answer. so instead he just rasped a scratchy, “shut up.” into the bin, and they didn’t speak again.

and so he ignored it. he pretended not to see the signs, even when they were glaring him in the face. he convinced himself that if he didn’t talk about it, it would go away.

because katsuki is a coward like that, when it really matters.

maybe that’s why when katsuki enters homeroom weeks later to tense silence and a certain student’s empty seat, he doesn’t say anything.

instead, he walks over to his desk and sits down, fingers clenching into the straps of his backpack.

the class watches.

“bakugou.” aizawa-sensei says finally, after a few moments in which it’s made clear that no one else wants to speak.

“i was just discussing something with the class.”

katsuki resolutely ignores the empty seat to his right, ignores his classmates eyes on him.

coward, his brain hisses traitorously.

he ignores that too.

“we received some news last night.” aizawa-sensei says cautiously. there’s something soft in his voice, like he’s speaking to a wounded animal, and it’s so unlike him that katsuki wants to laugh.

“bakugou.” aizawa-sensei says again. “kirishima was…”

and then katsuki raises his head, ever-so-slightly. just enough that his teacher can meet his eyes.

he’s not sure what type of expression he’s wearing right now, or what aizawa-sensei sees. but it’s enough to have the man’s words catching in his throat, body stiffening subconsciously.

katsuki holds his gaze, throat thick. they watch each other in silence for a moment, and the class sits unmoving.

and then...

“you knew.” aizawa-sensei says. slowly, like he’s turning the words over in his head. “you already knew. didn’t you.”

it’s not a question, so katsuki doesn’t answer it.

“okay.” the teacher says. the word comes out quiet and hoarse. the man straightens and clears his throat. “okay.” he tries again, louder this time. “have you all finished your homework worksheets?”

the class jolts, gazes flickering between the two of them in mute confusion. the unspoken question hangs in the air of, that’s it?

the question goes ignored, and the lesson begins. katsuki spends the next hour completing his work quietly as 19 stares burn into the side of his face.

he’s taken to be questioned after class, sat down at a table with a detective with a truth quirk at the other end.

“did you know that kirishima eijirou was the traitor?” the detective, naomasa, asks.

“i don’t know.” katsuki answers.

“i need a clear answer, yes or no. did you know kirishima eijirou was the traitor?” the man repeats.

katsuki swallows, mouth dry and eyes glued to the metal tabletop in front of him.

“i don’t know.” he says again, tonelessly.

the detective gives him a stern look, but softens when he sees katsuki’s expression. the blonde wonders what he must look like right now, to be gaining such sympathy. it must be pathetic.

“are you working with the league of villains?”

“no.”

that answer comes easy to katsuki. the detective nods, making a marking in his notepad.

“have you been in any communications with members of the league of villains since your kidnapping?”

another easy question.

katsuki is opening his mouth to answer when naomasa cuts him off quickly.

“my apologies, let me clarify. have you been in communications with any member of the league of villains other than kirishima eijirou since your kidnapping?”

oh.

katsuki flinches at that, hard enough that his chair rattles with the movement. his consciousness, which had previously been drifting elsewhere, is suddenly jolted back to his body at the question.

he realises, with distant self-hatred, that he has been in contact with a villain all this time. the USJ, the sports festival, the kidnapping. all this time his best friend, his only friend, had been one of them.

he thinks back to those countless nights he’d sat awake at night, with eijirou by his side. he’d cried into the red-head’s shoulders, had let him see him at his lowest points.

the villains probably got a good laugh out of it, he supposes. sitting back at their hideout, as eijirou told them all about how katsuki had sobbed like a baby, crying into the shoulder of the very person who had hurt him.

it’s a ridiculously amusing thought to katsuki, in this moment.

how pathetic he is.

how pitiful he must be, that the only person who’d even pretend to deem him worthy of friendship is a villain.

the realisation has a sharp, painful laugh tearing itself from his lips, acrid and utterly humourless.

naomasa’s eyes widen, and he leans back slightly at the sight.

“bakugou-kun?” he asks warily.

katsuki’s gaze returns to the scratched metal table, and he’s suddenly made aware of the hot tears that sting at the corners of his eyes. another bitter huff escapes him.

“i want to go.” he says dully. “i’m done.”

naomasa lets him leave.

#traitor kiri???#mayhaps #this is a mess and i wrote it in like . half an hour #bunny's drabbles #i left out some of it #bc it was getting too long

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vibrant-leaf · 3 years

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A Miraculous Second Chance

🧡 ~KiriBaku Drabble~ ❤️

Summary: An accident happens and Bakugou has a bad head injury that affects his relationship with Kirishima.

Warnings: cursing

So I realize that this drabble has a lot of holes and things wrong with it but I won’t ever actually write this because it’d be a lot to tackle, especially with basically rewriting Bakugou’s much needed character development buuuuut I thought of this and needed to share it. This was just a series of messages in a discord so, it’s choppy, there’s grammar mistakes, I go back and forth between Kiri and Kirishima, but I still love it. So I hope you enjoy it for the mess that it is 😊

Bakugou and Kirishima are dating, it’s their third year at AU, Bakugou is out on a work study mission, fighting villains ya know the norm, but something goes wrong and he hits his head somehow, gets knocked out, and has to go to the hospital. Once Kiri gets word that he’s hurt he rushes to the hospital and by the time he gets there Bakugou has only been awake for about 5-10 minutes and the doctor is talking to him and his parents are outside of his door. Kiri runs for his room and Mitsuki sees him and tries to speak to him, “wait Kirishima we need to talk to you real quick” but..

“I need to see him! Just let me him first please!”

Mitsuki tries to stop him but he barges through anyway.

“Katsuki!! Oh my god thank god you’re okay!” He walks over to Bakugou and hugs him but Bakugou is freaked out and pushes him off.

“Don’t fucking touch me who do you think you are?!”

Eijirou backs away from him to give him some space. “What- katsuki it’s okay it’s me, it’s Eijirou.”

“I don’t know who the fuck you are- and stop using my given name!”

And Eijirou is just stunned. Eyes wide, mouth slightly parted, eye brows scrunched up.

Mitsuki speaks up again, “Kirishima, honey. A word?”

Bakugou is just glaring at him and he can’t take it so he walks out of the room and next to Bakugou’s mom.

Kirishima is gutted. Understandably. With Bakugou being Bakugou he’s not gonna continue a relationship with some random stranger. (I’ll be continuing with bulletpoints)

Last thing Bakugou remembers is him finding out he got accepted into UA

Kiri had to explain the situation to rest of the BakuSquad and they now understand that Bakugou will be okay he just needs some space from everyone so he doesn’t get overwhelmed so they can’t bombard him with their usual nonsense.

But then BakuSquad asks about their relationship and Kiri just shakes his head and says “but I don’t blame him” and he’s been trying to hold back his tears. Of course he cried the night he saw Bakugou in the hospital but since then he’s been trying to suck it up because itd be selfish of him to cry over their relationship when Bakugou is going through something worse, right? So he should just be thankful that he’s alive and okay. But the bottle that’s been filling up with his emotions for the past couple days inevitably explodes and he starts to sob in front of his friends.

Bakugou is back to keeping his distance from everybody.

At first he’s given a little time to adjust to his “new” life before he asks about everything that’s happened to him but he definitely wants to know everything.

Kiri is trying to be friendly towards him. says hi to him every morning, tries to ask him questions about what he last remembers.

He gets a stern answer, “that I got accepted into UA.”

He hates the answer because that means Bakugou knows literally nothing about Kirishima, and what him and his class went through, or things they’ve done together.

Kirishima is hurting but he thinks he’ll be okay because at least he still gets to see Bakugou everyday.

He once accidentally called him Katsuki and apologized profusely. But what Kiri doesn’t know (thanks to Bakugou’s glare) is that Bakugou maybe, sort of, kind of liked the way his name sounded coming from Kiri’s mouth JUST A LITTLE THOUGH OKAY?

They soon become sort of friends again and Kiri is ecstatic by the minuscule amount of progress.

There’s a test coming up and Kiri asks Bakugou if he can help him study.

“Why the fuck would I wanna do that, Shitty-hair?”

“oh.. right.. sorry. Um, I’ll just ask Yaoyorozu then.” Kiri at least tries to think about the silver lining that is Bakugou calling him “shitty-hair” for the first time since the incident, but he’s still sad.

The sad look on Kiri’s face is foreign and horrible and why the fuck can’t Bakugou stand to look at it?! “Shut up. If you need help you might as well get it from the best in the class. I’ll help you. But don’t even think about mentioning it to the others” - there that’s better. That bright smile is back on Kiri’s face. Bakugou has to bite his cheek to keep him from smiling even the slightest bit.

CUE THE FIRST NIGHTMARE.

Bakugou is surrounded by people he’s never seen before, everything around him is just rubble, and these people are trying to capture him, but he’s dodging and fighting back.

He wakes up to loud knocking on his door and realizes he’s sweating and breathing super heavy.

He lets Kiri in his room.

Kiri is asking if he’s okay and if he had a nightmare.

Bakugou gives short and simple answers as he tried to calm his breathing down.

He’s finally calm and he tells him what his dream was about.

Kiri is shocked tries his best to calmly break it to Bakugou that that actually happened.

They decide to tell Aizawa and Recovery Girl tomorrow but for now Bakugou wants to try and go back to sleep.

Cut Kiri some slack here, he’s half awake and his brain is in Comfort-Bakugou Mode, so when he tries to slide under the covers of Bakugou’s bed he’s all the sudden getting yelled at.

“What the fuck are you doing?!”

“Shit shit! Shit! We would- or I would- um uh.. well we used to sleep together sometimes and especially if you had a nightmare.. but it’s okay I’ll just leave! Goodnight Ka- Bakugou!” And Kiri runs out of his room feeling absolutely mortified.

Bakugou is just sitting in his bed stunned. He was still trying to wrap his head around the fact that he was fucking KIDNAPPED once.. but he was also thinking about how that was the first time Kirishima said anything about when they were together. He tries not to think about what their relationship could’ve been like because it’s doing something weird to him like holy shit they slept in the same bed??? That guy?? With the stupid red hair?? Hair that honestly looked better down if Bakugou was concerned but he shouldn’t be, so he isn’t…

As Bakugou is falling asleep he thinks about how he finally wants to know about everything that happened to him in the last two and a half years.

So Bakugou talks to aizawa and recovery girl the next day and he gets a brain scan to see if maybe that one part of his brain that was damaged was healing at all.

The result: nothing much has changed with his brain.

He’s starting to get frustrated because he wants to remember but it looks like there was no hope of that happening anytime soon so he has to settle for stories from other people.

Sure he wants to know everything but good God a lot of shit has happened so he decides vague details for now are best.

Kiri just pretends that he didn’t try to sleep with Bakugou the night before and tries his best to act normal around him and it helps that Bakugou doesn’t bring it up.

Kiri really wants to tell him about their relationship though.. maybe one day. But as soon as he thought he was feeling better, he’s back to excusing himself from the lunch table because he can’t stop thinking about how much he loves Bakugou and wants him back and fuck he just really needs to have a cry right now. Luckily there isn’t anyone in the bathroom so he’s able to cry in peace.

Over the next week Bakugou has a couple more nightmares and Kirishima simply goes over to his room to check on him and it kills him that that’s all he can do for him now.

But on one night, it’s Bakugou’s turn to be pounding on Kirishima’s door.

Kiri quickly gets out of bed to open his door “Bakugou? You alright?”

“Why didn’t you tell me…”

“Tell you.. what?”

Bakugou just stares into his soul, takes him in, his pretty hair that barely reaches his shoulders, his eyes, the scar above his right eye, his whole face, his lips- okay that’s enough...

“Bakugou, I’ll tell you anything you want-”

“Why didn’t you tell that you were the one who.. who was there.. who called out to me.. whose hand I grabbed to escape those villains..”

Kirishima just stands there dumbfounded and says nothing because he didn’t really have a good answer to his question. Why didn’t he tell him? Because it was too much about them? Yeah maybe but looking at Bakugou’s face right now makes him feel real stupid for telling him nothing about that.

“I.. I really don’t know.. I’m sorry Bakugou.”

“Do you not have feelings for me anymore?”

Kiri could fucking laugh right now because that was the furthest thing from the truth, but of course he refrains.

“No! That’s not it at all.. I mean.. sorry I just.. I didn’t think you would want to know about us? Our relationship? I don’t know.. I feel dumb now for not telling you that at least.”

Bakugou keeps staring at him and Kirishima has no clue what to say or do with himself right now.

But Bakugou is annoyed. Annoyed that Kirishima wouldn’t tell him about that. Annoyed at how he’s been feeling towards Kirishima recently. Annoyed at how he wants to know everything about them, their relationship, what they did together, what sleeping next to him was like. He’s annoyed and he’s gonna do something about it.

So Bakugou takes a giant leap of faith, grabs Kirishima’s shoulders, and crashes his lips onto his. He really hopes that they’ve kissed before, otherwise this would probably be pretty fucking weird to do.

Kiri doesn’t kiss back right away because his brain needs to process what the hell is actually happening right now. But once he realizes that he isn’t in fact dreaming he puts his hands on Bakugou’s face and kissed him back.

When they pull apart they’re both breathless and blushing.

Bakugou’s stomach is doing flips and Kirishima is putting on the biggest smile he’s ever seen on him. And he’s almost mad at himself for not being able to remember what Kirishima looks like after kissing him like that. But he burns it in his memory this time and he silently swears to himself and to Kirishima that he’ll never forget again.

“I want to know everything about us.”

Kirishima can’t help it... he starts crying. But he’s crying because he’s so fucking happy and relieved and oh my god Bakugou kissed him again. “Okay, yeah. I’ll tell you everything.”

Bakugou lets a small smile form on his face. “It’s Eijirou, right?”

Kirishima nods frantically and wraps his arms around Bakugou’s neck and continues let the tears of joy fall down his face.

~Fin.

#mha #bnha fanfiction #mha fanfiction #anime #bakugou katsuki #kirishima eijirou #kiribaku #bakushima #drabble #imagine #memory loss #happy ending #love

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Coming out as Lesbian to MHA characters

Decided to do a short headcanon or drabble as coming out as lesbian to different MHA characters. Fun fact about me, I am actually a lesbian but there isn't much good lesbian MHA smut or fluff so I mainly stick with str8 stuff (it's alright but I will only ever date women). I guess the only male I ever had an attraction to is Bakugo, but I only find women attractive irl so I ain't bisexual. It's a mess.

But anyways!

TW: homophobia, lesbophobia, 'correction', mentions of fault beliefs like 'gays are pedophiles/molesters'

Coming out as lesbian to: mirko, Momo, Uraraka, Tyu, Iida, Kirishima and Bakugo.

MIRKO

Okay so Mirko gives off lesbian vibes ngl

Maybe bisexual, but to me she just screams of LESBIAN (don't @ me)

Anyways, it's pretty common knowledge to you all that Mirko is a lesbian

She is out of the closet and ain't afraid to fight on behalf of anyone in the LGBTQ+ community, you are all fucking amazing.

So one day you were super anxious whilst in the local cafe with Mirko and she kinda sensed it. She just recognised the constant fidgeting, not talking, avoiding eye contact and overall anxious vibes you were giving off

So she asked if you wanted to talk about anything

And you kind of just blurted out "I'm a lesbian"

She was kinda like 🧍🏽‍♀️ at first. Just a bit taken back by what you just said because it was so out of the blue (?) But she has had her suspicions

And then she just gave you the brightest smile she could muster and say "I fucking knew it. My gaydar was tingling"

Does a funny thing with her ears, like a satellite moving kinda thing

She overall just makes you feel super comfortable

If you ever get anxious about homophobia or judgement towards you she is there to back your ass up and make sure no one hurts you

(She might even have a lil crush on you)

MOMO

Okay this queen gives off bisexual vibes ngl

Like her relationship with Todoroki and her relationship with Jirou just kinda screams bisexual vibes (again don't @ me)

You two were kinda just chilling in her room

Studying and shit like that

You were usually okay at this type of work however the realisation of you being a lesbian was eating away at you

You were worried about judgement, homophobia and also people who just fetishise lesbians (mineta kinda screams of those vibes)

You didn't want to be known mainly for your sexuality either. You wanted to be known for what you can do, not your sexual orientation

But you felt as if you wanted to talk about it to at least 1 person

So you asked momo if you could tell her something. She obviously said yes and noticed your anxiety peak (she offered and made you some tea)

And you said "I think I'm a lesbian..."

At first she thought about it for a moment and you were fearful incase she was judging you

But then she stared at you with eyes that just screamed of "I'm so fucking proud of you"

She gave you a big hug, advice, support and helped comfort you with any issues

She even let you sleep over and just made you comfortable with who you are.

Uraraka

You two were actually cooking some food for everyone in 1A to eat

She kinda sensed something was up as you did a complete 180°

Your mood was low, you were anxious, struggling in class, no jokes, no laughter, you were sensitive and struggling to cope with training

So she was actually the one to ask

"Hey Y/N. Are you okay? You've been really down lately."

And it just pours out of you

Your happy that everyone else was too busy playing games (or holding bakugo down as kaminari may or may not of drawn on him whilst he was asleep)

She immediately hugs you and rubs your back

She gives you emotional support and tells you how strong you are for telling het this

She praises you for being so strong for speaking out and talking to her, and how she will always help it if you need help.

Gives you some mochi she bought (strawberry mochi)

And will be there if you ever need support

Tsuyu Asui

Tell me this girl isn't a lesbian, go ahead. I'll wait

LMFAO but in all seriousness she just genuinely screams of lesbian vibes to me

She has never really come out to the class.... they just kinda know and respect it (except mineta)

One day you build the courage to tell her whilst at rescue training

She was working with you to 'rescue' a dummy from a falling building

Once you two are alone and not in much of a hurry (it isn't a timed rescue) you kinda just turn to her and say "hey I'm a lesbian"

She legit just turns around and says "me too"

Nothing much really happens

But at the end of training she does come up to you and say that she is there if you ever need to talk

After a while of you two hanging out you guys kinda just hit it off with dating and once the rest if the class finds out they are kinda shocked, but also collectively proud of you two

Iida

You and Iida are already really close friends. Like you two hang out quite a bit and just feel close and comfortable with each other

You were one day scrolling through LGBTQ stuff on whatever app you want

And you read the comments.... let's just say they were extremely lesbophobic and fetishising

Many people saying they just need a man of to be corrected (all things I have actually been told irl... its disgusting)

And your anxiety just goes 📈

But you're also mad. Like why is your love something others hate? It doesn't harm anyone and why are they so affected by YOIr life? So in class after the morning of you seeing all that hateful stuff, you look pretty upset

At the end of class you are one of the last ones to leave but little do you know Iida is waiting for you outside

Legit goes into a speech about how he is the class rep so therefore it is apart of his duty to help you with whatever you are going through

He also speaks about how you can talk to him at any time as you two are close friends

So you tell him about EVERYTHING. All of the worries you face about being LGBTQ, all the hate that LGBTQ get, the fetishisation of lesbians and bow you don't want to be known as 'the lesbian hero'.

He stands there for a second trying to think of what to say to you

And you begin to walk away because you think his silence is him judging you

But he grabs you by the arm and pulls you into a hug

He promises that he will always be there to help you and swears down as class rep that he will do anything he possibly can to make you comfortable

(With your permission ofcourse) he begins to actually add more LGBTQ things to the dorms and even buys a rainbow pin that he pins to his school blazer.

Also lectures mineta A LOT about respecting women and LGBTQ people (specifically lesbians)

Kirishima

Okay so don't kill me, but in this headcanon kiri is gay (yes, kiribaku fight me, I take no L's)

But even though he was gay (and open to you about it) you were still exceptionally nervous about his opinion.

What if he thought you were disgusting due to being lesbian? What if it makes him uncomfortable? And you were still worried about homophobia.

You two were actually at the gym taking a breather when you finally built up the courage to tell him

He was one of your closest friends and the thought of not telling anyone you were a lesbian ate away at you.

Whilst hes taking a drink you turn to him and say

"You know how you're gay? I think I'm gay too....." it came put just above a whisper

At first he was confused.... like? You're a female

And then it clicked

He immediately started smiling, acting dopey and shit

Kept saying "I'm so proud of you" "happy you're out of the closet" and "we are the gae family"

But once you explained your fears to him he immediately took on the role of helping you out

He used his manliness to prove to you that he will help you out no matter what

Fron then on you knew he wouldn't let anyone hurt you.

Bakugou

Like I said fir kirishima, bakugo is gay in this headcanon

(Kiribaku ya know)

You two were sat in the common area alone bc everyone else was playing twister in kaminari's room, but you two..... were not prepared for that

Bakugo was watching some random show on the TV about pro heroes and the hardest villains ever beaten in battle whilst you were scrolling on your phone

Casually you were looking at LGBTQ stuff and just scrolling through the hashtag on instagram

Until a scrolling slideshow of a 'list' come up about why 'being gay was wrong '

Immediately you saw fucking RED

Everything they were spewing was bs like "gays are pedophiles", "they molest children" and "lesbians need to be corrected"

And so you broke put into a rant

Yelling about the morons of the world who genuinely believe this bs and you would not stop ranting....

Bakugo was sat there like 👀👀👀

He was honestly surprised to see you so pissed 'what a great ally' the thought

And then one line slipped from your mouth

"My sexuality isn't made for peoples fucking porn"

You stopped... bakugo stared.... silence

"You a lesbian?" His voice was as gruff as ever so you took that as a negative sign

"Yeah... what about it?"

"Nothing, it's fine. And congrats about fucking time you realised"

Then he went back to watching TV

After seeing you get upset and angry about homophobia he kept his eye out for you, threatening any pricks that would do shit to you

He would nearly beat minetas ass if he got close to you (mineta didn't even realise you were a lesbian lmaoo)

Whenever you're anxious he has made it known that he is there if you ever need to talk.

OOP, second one done WEHEY WEHEY!!! I hope you enjoyed. Many of my issues with my sexuality were actually projected into these headcanons. Let's just say being gay isn't fun especially when you can't come out ✌🏻

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