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Bakugou walked through the door of his dorm and dropped his book bag on the floor with a loud thud. He was exhausted with having to deal with idiots like Deku and Kaminari all day while also trying to study for the upcoming exam. He just wanted a hot shower and to sit on the couch and play videogames until the sun came up considering today was Friday.

Making his way into his dorm he went to the bathroom to shower and change into a fresh pair of clothes. Needless to say he felt a lot better once he was done with changing. It wasn’t often that he got the dorm to himself since Todoroki doesn’t seem to go out much unless Deku makes him. Thankfully it’s date night or whatever for them today so Bakugou is all alone ‘til tomorrow, which he couldn’t be more grateful for. He grabs a glass of milk from the fridge and heads over the couch to set up for the obvious all nighter.

He nearly breaks the glass in his hand with the new rush of rage when he sees the sleeping figure on the couch. Of course the nit wit is here. The world would never let anything go Bakugou’s way, it might explode if it did. The red headed figure made a soft sound and smiled in his sleep.

“Probably thinking about fish or something stupid.” Bakugo mutters to himself. He kicks the couch hard enough to nearly tip it over.

“Oi! Shitty hair! Get the fuck off my couch right now before I fucking crush you skull in!”

The redhead squealed as he woke up and leapt off the couch and onto the coffee table with grace and precision no human being could possibly possess. He blinks and tilts his head as he pouts, the bell that is around his neck ringing as he does so. Bakugou hates that stupid bell, if it wasn’t for that bell he wouldn’t have this damn fox spirit following him around everywhere.

“Katsuki.” The red head whined, “That was mean.”

Bakugou just scowled as he sat down on the couch. “Like I care Shittyshima. You aren’t even supposed to be here so you really have no room to complain.”

He leans his head back on the couch and closes his eyes for a second trying to calm his anger when he suddenly hears that retched bell and when he opens his eyes he has a lap full of the fox spirit. “Kirishima. My name is Eijirou Kirishima. Haven’t I told you that already?” The most annoying part of that question was that it was completely genuine. The stupid fox didn’t really understand names and the uses of the them so he sometimes forgets to introduce himself when he meets new people or so Bakugou has been told many times.

“Of course you have already told me that. Why else would I have used that fucking nickname? Honestly sometimes I just think you are slow in the head or something.” Being this close to Kirishima was starting to really grate his nerves.

“Then how come you never use it? I call you by your name.” That ticks Bakugou off even more.

“I know you fucking do and I hate it. I’ve told you before that I hate it when you call me by my first name.”

This conversation was going nowhere Bakugou wanted it to go so he shoved Kirishima off his lap and made him sit on the couch. “Stay here.”

The red head happily obliged and Bakugou went to the cabinet under the TV to grab two game controllers and puts in a Black Ops game. He needed to vent some aggression. Sitting back on the couch he hands a control to Kirishima. “Here.” Kirishima fumbles with it and looks at all the colorful buttons. He has seen things like this before while watching kids play against each other on handheld devices. But normally there is a screen in the middle yet there isn’t one on this controller. He flips it over, still nothing.

“Uh, how do you use this?” His long nails made hitting the buttons kind of hard. “You basically mash the buttons when you are angry and you try to kill the people on the screen.” Bakugou points to the TV screen where a match has already started. “Oh, okay.” That sounded simple enough. Kirishima mashed the buttons like he was told to do and an hour and a half later he had won most of the matches. He pumps his fist in the air when the last match ends and the text says ‘Player 2 Won’ on it again.

“That was awesome! I’ve never played something like that before. Do you have any more games?” The fox spirit asked in utter glee. Bakugou on the other hand was probably more irritated that he was before. The game had meant to relieve stress not add to it but of course he had to be competitive when it came to playing against Kirishima and he had lost.

“No, shut up. Your fucking annoying voice is giving me a headache.” He throws the controller on the coffee table in a huff of anger. Kirishima’s excitement dampens a little at the news but then he takes in his owner's attitude. He’s been like this since he got home. Normally Bakugou is moody and angry but it passes after a while. His tail swishes back and forth and his ears twitch as he thinks of a way to calm Bakugou down. Suddenly an idea pops into his head and Kirishima lights up again. “Katsuki, I want to try something. Will you let me?” He jumps onto the coffee table so he is in front of the volatile blonde. Bakugou huffs and glares at him. “What is it?” Most the the time the stupid fox’s ideas were just plain dumb but Kirishima seems to be practically buzzing with excitement so if Bakugou wanted the damn spirit to sleep tonight so he could at least get some shut eye he might as well humor him a little. Kirishima takes his response as a yes and stands up. He grabs his wrist and pulls the blonde up off the couch.

“You’ll like it, I promise.” He says with a big smile and leads him over the bed and makes him sit which Bakugou does reluctantly. He crosses his arms as the fox gets behind him. “What on earth are you doing shittyshima?” There is anger in his voice but it also has a touch of curiosity. “Nothing bad, I swear. Uncross your arms.” Bakugou sighs but does as he is told. Kaminari likes to point out that Kirishima is probably the only person that Bakugou will listen to and as much as he hates the idea he has to agree with him. It probably has to do with Kirishima being the first person to actually talk to him like a normal person rather than a ticking time bomb that is trying to keep from going off. As Bakugou is lost in thought he suddenly feels hands on his back. He stiffens, knowing that whatever Kirishima is trying to do will only end up with him scratching him like he always does. “Relax.” The red head’s voice comes from behind him and after awhile with no scratches Bakugou does start to relax. That’s when he notices what Kirishima is doing. He is massaging his back and rubbing out all the tension and soreness that is in his muscles from today and every day up until today. Despite his nails being sharp enough to cut steel, the pads on his fingers on smooth. Bakugou’s shoulders sag a little more as he lets his eyes fall close. All irritation from before seems to just seep out of him as Kirishima works over his muscles.

When he gets to a particularly sore spot Bakugou hisses and flinches but Kirishima just whispers reassurances to him. It’s not often that Bakugou is so mild mannered and subdued but when Kirishima is done with his massage and Bakugou is lying on the bed on his back, he can’t even work up the energy to get upset when the stupid fox climbs over and straddles him.

“Seems that the massage really worked hmm?” Kirishima smiles down at him and Bakugou just avoids eye contact rather than give him a response. That is until he felt those same fingers under his chin as they tilt his head back to look at Kirishima.

“Don’t be mean, shouldn’t I get at least a thanks. Maybe a kiss? “ he says hopefully. Bakugou will never understand this damn fox. He is ruthless when he comes to fighting and has no problem getting his hands dirty with the blood of his prey but he is the sappiest and most considerate person Bakugou has ever met when he isn’t fighting or scavenging for food.

“Fine.” As if he could say no to his face anyway. Lifting his arm, he tangles it in Kirishima’s red lock and pulls him down for a kiss. Nothing about Bakugou is gentle, not his attitude, his voice or his approach to things, but something about this stupid fox makes him want to be gentle. His soft lips against Bakugou’s chapped ones, his fingers tangling in his hair, being extremely careful of his nails. That damn red head was just too considerate and kind for his own good and it was starting to rub off on Bakugou as much as he hated to admit it.

Kirishima broke the kiss to start trailing butterfly kisses down the blonde’s neck. If anyone ever asked him who was the one that melted under a simple touch like this he was instructed to say it was him but he knew the truth. Since all Bakugou’s irritation and anger was gone and it was just the two of them nothing was stopping him from letting soft little sounds leave his lips as Kirishima pushed his shirt up to kiss his chest.

The fox had an obsession with Bakugou’s body much to Bakugou’s usual irritation. The blonde liked fucking. Just using it as something to take out aggression enough so that he can make it through the rest of the day without exploding. Kirishima on the other had liked love making, cherishing his partner and taking his time when it came to appreciating everything about them. It was endearing in a way, a way that Bakugou would never admit out loud but it was at the forefront of his thoughts as he thread his fingers through Kirishima’s hair.

Kirishima looked at him with those bright red eyes and smiles. He leans back up and captures Bakugou’s lips again in a kiss. This time it was less sweet and innocent. It was hot and heavy and it left Bakugo panting for air when Kirishima pulled away.

A smirk graced the fox’s lips. He took pride in being the only one that can make Bakugou a complete mess like this. Something starts to poke him and he grinds down on it lightly drawing a soft moan from the blonde underneath him.

“Are you getting hard Katsuki?” As much as Bakugou wants to yell at him, his voice is like a soft and smooth purr that sends a shiver up his spine and he is right about Bakugou being hard.

“So what if I fucking am huh? Don't look so smug about it- ah!” Before he could barely finish his sentence Kirishima ground down hard on his hips and all Bakugou could do was glare at him.

“Do you need a little help with this problem?” the smirk hasn't vanished yet and Kirishima slips his hand inside his pants and starts to palm him through his underwear. Bakugou’s face is flushed now and hips buck, looking for more friction. Kirishima leans down to whisper in his ear.

“I think you do. I want to hear it from you though. Tell me you want me to help, that you want me.”

Bakugou rolls his eyes, which is a little hard since staying focused on anything is a monumental mental task. Threads his fingers through Kirishima hair.

“Of course I want you. Why do I have to say it every fucking time we do this?” It was the only thing Kirishima seemed to need to hear over and over. From what Bakugou could gather Kirishima wasn’t used to someone wanting him. He was a forgotten spirit that roamed the forest by night and watched humans live their lives by day. All while staying high in a tree branch so he couldn’t be seen. He knew humans didn’t want him anymore and as much as he laughed it off and said it didn’t bother him, just from this one habit Bakugou knew that it meant a lot to him. “Cause I like hearing you say it.” Kirishima’s bright voice shakes the blonde from his thoughts. His hand pushes Bakugou’s pants down and throws them haphazardly on the floor and his underwear follows as well. Moving down so he can have a better view of Bakugou’s dick, Kirishima carefully wraps his fingers around the base. He is much better at this then when they first did this and he is aware of his claws at all times now, so when he starts to move his hand up and down Bakugou doesn’t really worry about having his dick shredded to pieces. He is also to lost in pleasure to even care if that happened right now.

Kirishima moves his head down and runs his tongue along the underside of Bakugou’s dick. It sent shivers up the blonde;s spine and a long drawn out moan was pulled from his throat when Kirishima takes him fully into his mouth. Bobbing his head up and down the redhead makes sure that he locks eyes with Bakugou. He knows how much Bakugou loves watching him when he is giving him a blow job. Bakugou starts to buck his hips up into Kirishima’s mouth and Kirishima relaxes his throat so he can take it. It doesn’t take long to bring Bakugou to the edge and his moans are higher and louder as he gets closer and closer to his orgasm.

Before he can have any release though Kirishima pulls off of him and climbs back up his body to straddle him. A whine comes from Bakugou before he can stop it, but he makes up for it with a glare as he bares his teeth at the fox.

“What the fuck?! Why the fuck did you stop you stupid fox?” Kirishima only smirked at him which just made his anger escalate. “I don’t want you to cum yet.” Kirishima says as he takes off his pants, his tail swishing lazily back and forth as he positions himself over Bakugou’s dick.

“I want to feel you inside me.” He lowers himself onto the blonde’s dick, feeling the stretch and burn of being filled up so much, so suddenly. The moans that fall from his lips are sounds that Bakugou never wants to forget. They are as clear as the bell around his neck and so angelic that it should be a sin for a spirit like him to sound like that. Kirishima’s tight heat wraps around him as he sits fully on his dick. It was enough to make him cum right then and there but Bakugou had his pride to think of and no way he was letting Kirishima have the satisfaction of seeing him cum from just entering him.

As soon as Kirishima is finished sinking onto him he starts to move. Bracing his hands against Bakugou’s chest, he lifts his hips up and brings the back down. The way he is biting his lip and the moans that escape even though he is trying to keep them back break all of Bakugou’s mental control and he puts his hands on Kirishima’s hips and starts to thrust into him. Kirishima’s moans start to get loud as Bakugou watches his face become overcome with pleasure. He leans over and presses their chests to gether so Bakugou can have a better angle. With a few thrusts Kirishima is nearly screaming with pleasure as Bakugou hits his sweet spot. “Ah…..Katsuki, Katsuki. So good…..it feels so good.” Normally he hates hearing his first name but the way Kirishima says it with a voice that sounds completely blissed out makes him moan hard. He turns his head and captures Kirishima’s lips in a searing kiss. It’s messy and uncoordinated but still perfect. He swallows all the noises and moans Kirishima makes and with a hard thrust to his sweet spot the redhead is moaning into his mouth as he cums. Bakugou keeps thrusting into him and breaks the kiss to breathe. Kirishima is whimpering from the oversensitivity but the looks on his face is what sends Bakugou over the edge as he cums deep inside Kirishima. He slows and stops, letting Kirishima laying on his chest as they both catch their breath.

“Did that help ease your mood?” Kirishima asks after awhile of just listening to the blond breathe. “Yeah Eijirou, it did.” He wasn’t lying. For how annoying the fox can be he seems to always know how to relax Bakugou and make him forget about the bad day he was having. Kirishima’s ears perk up, the large red earrings in them swaying with the motion.

“You used my name.” The underrated joy in his voice was impossible to ignore and Bakugou just sighed and wrapped his arms around the boy on top of him. “Yes you stupid fox, I used your name. Happy?” Kirisma just grinned and snuggles closer into Bakugou. He yawns, showing off all his sharp canine teeth and closes his eyes. “Yeah, that makes me really happy.”

Bakugou runs his fingers through Kirishima’s hair as he falls asleep with a slight smile on his lips. “Whatever you say you stupid fox.”

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burnedbyshoto · 4 years

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— Kirishima answers a phone call that wasn’t intended for him, and of course he can’t help but be interested in the beautiful voice and soul that angrily began to rant about their day. —

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pairing: kirishima eijirou x fem!reader

warnings: fluff, lil angst (lol sorry), cursing

word count: 7,786

a/n: this was a stupid thought that slammed into my mind, and here it is!!!! now I have a calc midterm tomorrow that I did not look at because why think about double derivatives and integrals when I can think about kirishima????

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It was eleven at night when Kirishima strolled out of his bathroom, ready to go to bed. After a rather long day, he was looking forward to sleeping and not having to wake up at the crack of dawn. Tomorrow for the very first day in a very long time, he wouldn’t have to work at the local coffee shop he was hired at. It was a job he had acquired with his good friends on the promise of it being a manageable job on top of his college work, and of course, the pretty girls who would go in.

From what Kirishima had gathered from the four months working there was that there were a lot of pretty girls who entered the coffee shop — most of which were focused on the angry ash-blond friend of his — and that it was so unnecessarily stressful.

Some days he was up at four in the morning to open at six for the morning regulars, then he’d go to his afternoon classes, only to return for a two-hour shift in the middle of rush hour, and would leave while trying to keep the peace between a certain ash-blond and two new hires. To say the least, it was hell on Earth at times.

Regardless, he didn’t have to open tomorrow morning, so he was content! On top of not having classes tomorrow, Kirishima was excited to sleep in.

Falling on his bed with a massive sigh, Kirishima snuggled his face into his pillow, rejoicing in the way that the laundry detergent still clung to the fabric and relaxed.

Sleep sounded so—

RIIING.

Kirishima’s eyes slammed open, his head snapping to see his illuminating phone on his nightstand. He had no idea who the hell was calling this late. There was no way it was Bakugou; he was asleep already at this point. Sero had broken his phone two days ago during a failed stunt and wouldn’t be able to get a new phone until the weekend. Kaminari only called him when there was a bug in his apartment, but he was currently closing… maybe it was Mina? Kirishima shook his head, no, he hadn’t spoken to Mina in ages.

Grabbing the phone, he didn’t bother to look at the caller ID and answered.

“Hello—?”

“Oh my god, I am fucking raging! You can’t believe what kind of fuckery I just went through tonight!” a voice shouted into the receiver, and Kirishima flinched a bit at the loud and angry voice. “So you know how I wasn’t supposed to work today, right? Because my coworker had sex with her ex-boyfriend like an idiot, and I owed her for covering my shift three months ago, but anyways irrelevant. I’m taking the order of this one group of adults. That’s right, A-D-U-L-T-S, adults! They are completely staring at my tits the entire time, and not my face. At first, I thought maybe you know, I had spilled something on my tits earlier, no. No! NOTHING! So I call them out on it, and they say something along the lines of ‘you could be a camgirl with that body, but like not in a sex sort of way’ I’m sorry, WHAT?! Like yes, continue sexually harassing your server who is a college student and therefore has no will to live, so will gladly beat your Gucci belt wearing ass into a bloody pulp! What they gonna do? Sue me? I have one dollar to my name, fucking take it, I don’t care, I’ll find another dollar in the sewer after I beat their asses up!

“But you know, I’m saying all this in my head because I’m broke and can’t afford to be fired from this place because the tips are hella good here. But they continue saying dumb shit, and then the obvious ringleader — I know he was the ring leader because his beard looks like it was the first picture printed on a new ink cartridge and his manspread was ten times wider than all of theirs — have the fucking audacity to slip his number while only tipping TEN DOLLARS ON A TWO HUNDRED DOLLAR TAB!!!!” Kirishima doesn’t know what to say, his jaw on his mattress, breathing having stopped while your voice wheezes from your lack of air. He makes a croaking noise, wanting to speak up and apologize for what had happened and for not being the person you thought it was, but it seemed that you weren’t over. “AND DON’T GET ME STARTED ON THAT FUCKING KAREN!!! ‘I didn’t like the way you looked at me so I won’t be tipping you tonight!’ yeah, well maybe if you didn’t order enough FOOD TO FEED AN ARMY AND KEPT SENDING IT BACK I WOULDN’T BE LOOKING AT YOU LIKE THAT!!!”

There was a pause, and Kirishima, while feeling entirely sorry for you, finally spoke, “Fuck, that sounds... horrible.”

“Damn right, it was horri— wait, who the fuck is this?” your voice squeaked, and Kirishima almost started to laugh at the difference in the tone your voice took. Once so loud, angry, and entirely ‘fuck the world,’ had changed into a meek and embarrassed voice.

“Um, this is Kirishima. Kirishima Eijiriou?”

“This isn’t Hagakure?” you moaned into the phone. “03-9082-2395? That isn’t this number?”

“2-2-9-5,” Kirishima repeated his own number back, a small smile overcame his features knowing that you had accidentally misdialed a number.

“Fuck my fat fingers,” you cursed, and Kirishima chuckled lightly at the mutterings that were poorly picked up. “Well, um, I am so sorry for calling you and dumping that unnecessary bullshit on you—”

“No, no,” Kirishima interrupted, rolling onto his back, staring up at the dimly lit ceiling. “It’s totally okay! You seem less stressed out now too, and it really isn’t a big deal!”

“You are very kind, Kirishima Eijirou,” you laugh, and Kirishima can’t help but imagine a figure curled up on a couch.

“Thank you!” he beamed, a hand threading through his hair, “um, but what happened with the Karen? And why were you typing in your friend’s phone number?”

“Do you really want to know?” you ask after a fit of bubbling laughter; it seemed that you were not at all convinced.

“I work at a coffee shop for one, so I totally understand the Karen situations! Secondly, all my contacts are on my phone, I don’t have a single one of them memorized!”

“Okay, okay, okay, I do not have this number memorized! Hagakure is my roommate, and she has a new number that she left posted on our fridge and because Mr. Sprinkles left in the middle of my rant, I called her to finish it!” you explain in what Kirishima could only consider being childlike glee. “And a coffee shop? Oof, Kirishima, you might have it just as bad as I do then.”

“Ever had a boiling cup of coffee thrown back at your face?”

“Shut. Up.”

“I wish I was joking!”

“The nastiest thing I’ve ever been put through is a highschool couple breaking up in the middle of the restaurant, and a bowl of cold soup and milkshake were thrown at me! And I had to work for another five hours!”

“That… that beat mine by a long shot…”

“Okay, but like, it was cold. If you hadn’t dodged, you’d be dead!”

As time passed Kirishima soon found himself sitting up on his bed, his back pressed against the headboard, a lamp on so that he wasn’t in the dark while he talked to you. Somehow conversation flowed so perfectly between the two of you, so smoothly, so naturally. You had extremely compelling energy and a pretty bright one at that as well. Your stories were exceedingly extravagant, most derailing into hundreds of side stories before making its way back to the main point, but he didn’t mind. Though there was no proof, he imagined that your arms were swinging around while you talked, a bright smile on your face, and lights shining in your eyes.

“So anyway, I had to beg my professor to let me remake this exam because, for some reason, my brain would not switch back to Japanese. I almost cried because I was only speaking in English, and I think because I am an amazing person, my professor let me do that!” you laughed after explaining an issue with being fluent in a third language.

“My English skills deteriorated after leaving high school, I’m rather jealous you can speak three languages,” Kirishima admitted, his head falling back onto the cold wall. “My Japanese professors probably think my Japanese sucks too.”

“Just because I am amazing and can speak three languages doesn’t mean I’m perfect at it,” you laugh, obviously trying to make him feel better about himself.

“Mm, I don’t know, you’re painting yourself as a pretty perfect person,” Kirishima sighed. “Or you have an enormous ego…”

A loud scoff came from your end of the phone, and Kirishima waited for your verbal retaliation but was met with a moment of silence.

“Oh! Welcome home!” you called out, and Kirishima quickly put together that your roommate Hagakure was home. “Yeah, no, I’m talking to someone right now! ...who? Oh, um, a friend! ...no, I tried to call you when I got home but misdialed your number and got him instead! NO! You’re not going to get a pic of him! Wait, it’s what time?!”

Kirishima’s eyes fell over to his alarm clock and saw in the dim red light that it was 04:57.

His jaw dropped.

“Well, um, Kirishima, it seems that our call is going to end,” you whisper into the phone, and Kirishima lets out a breathless chuckle, sudden sleepiness creeping into him. “It was pretty fun chatting with you stranger, thanks for putting up with that ranting in the beginning! Most normal people wouldn’t have picked up or let me rant like that!”

“It’s no problem,” Kirishima smiled softly, his fingers stretching out to turn off the light. He licked his lips, five hours on a phone call with an absolute stranger, and he didn’t have your name, and better yet, a part of him wanted to ask if it was okay to be friends. You were magnetic to him, and he wanted to know more about you, even if this was this weird modern and accidental penpal thing. “I didn’t have anything to do today, and you were fun talking to!”

“Aww, thank you!”

Silence.

Ask, he thought, his teeth biting down onto his bottom lip. Ask!

“Um, I know this is weird and all, but do you think I can keep your number?” you ask, your voice almost timid and meek.

Kirishima’s heart rate spikes at those words, he very much wanted that, but his mouth had a mind of its own it seemed. “Why?”

“Wha— well, I just had a lot of fun talking with you! It was fun, and I don’t know, you seem like a pretty chill guy!”

His fingers gripped his phone, a warmth spreading through him when he relaxed under his sheets. “On one condition.”

“Oof, if you’re going to ask to decide between Crimson Riot or All Might you’re going to be—”

“No, no,” Kirishima lets out a snort, his shoulders rolling while he imagines the curious look coming over your face. “I would like to know your name?”

“My name? Why would you want— HOLY SHIT! I never gave you—” there was a loud noise on your end of the call, and Kirishima heard you apologize profusely before returning in a hushed whisper. “Sorry! Sorry! I didn’t give you my name?!”

“No,” he laughed loudly, one that was pushed from his belly, spreading warmth through his body. “You never did, but I did learn every name of every person you’ve ever talked with!”

“God,” you groan, a small whine emitted from you. “I’m an idiot, I’m so sorry! Y/l/n y/n at your service!”

Y/l/n y/n, that’s a pretty name, he thought while imagining just what you could look like.

“Well, goodnight y/l/n, I’ll save your number, and we’ll see if you still would like to be friends when you wake up?”

There was a small noise of agreement, “I’m like a drug, Kirishima, you’ll be back for more.”

“Okay, okay, goodnight…”

“Goodnight, sweet dreams!”

“Sweet dreams.”

Kirishima listened to the line ending, and he pulled his phone away from his ear and no sooner did he do that, a text came in at what he believed to be your number:

don’t let the bed bugs bite! 🕷😱‼️

He snorted and replied back before eventually letting sleep consume him.

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“You’ll never believe what just happened!” you squealed into the phone, and Kirishima laughed while wiping his sweaty face with a white towel. You had called thirty minutes earlier than usual and had caught him leaving the gym.

It had been a bit over two months since your misdial, and things with you had been going pretty well for strangers. The two of you didn’t talk every day, most weeks going by with just a single call, but they were always delightful talks. You worked most nights, and he most mornings, the two of you discovered. So most calls took place the night he didn’t have to work the following morning.

“You got a customer who complained that there was too much salt in their meal that had no salt in it?” he asked, pulling a random story of something that had happened at his own coffee shop today. You let out an amused snort, a clear indicator that he was wrong, but found his guess to be amusing at the very least.

“No, but oddly enough, someone did ask for an insane amount of salt on their food and hated it!” you sang, clearly happy with how you found their distress to be funny.

“Close enough!” Kirishima laughed, but he was straight out of guesses, so he stopped. “So, what happened?”

“I tried coffee for the first time ever today!” you squealed loudly, and Kirishima cheered happily.

Through these two months, there were some hard facts that Kirishima had learned about you. One, you were living in the same city as him. Two, you worked at a semi-classy restaurant. Three, you had two roommates named Hagakure and Jirou. Four, you were twenty, just like him. And five, you were a child who only drank hot chocolate and tea because you were afraid of coffee.

“Caffeine is a drug you know,” you had snarkily teased him one night when he said he was going to make a cup of coffee. “Nice to know I’m friends with an addict!”

“If drugs were as amazing as coffee, I’d be an addict!”

“You know…” your voice whispered, your voice suddenly taking a guilty approach. “I’ve never actually tried coffee…”

“WHAT?!”

“Wow, look at you, becoming an old woman in front of my own eyes!” Kirishima chuckled, starting his walk back home.

His fingers pushed the headphones to be more secure over his ears, hopeful that there it wouldn’t pick up too heavily on the wind of the outside world.

“To be honest, it wasn’t that good, your taste buds are just tarnished from drinking that bitter crap all day!” you huff and he half imagined you turning your nose up.

“Okay, okay,” Kirishima laughed, a warmth flooding in his chest at the sounds of your muffled laughter. A visible indicator that you were also amused at this. “I hated coffee until I started working at a coffee shop, and that was because I needed to know my shit.”

“Wow, you only got that job while not being a coffee addict?” you tease. “Seems like a fake barista to me.”

“It’s pretty hard to believe, I know,” Kirishima stated his tone one of fake melancholy. “I’m so sorry for deceiving you, and honestly, I am a shit barista.”

“Aww, don’t say that!” you exclaim, and it seems like you’re ready to fight him. “I bet you put all those fancy TikTok baristas to shame!”

“TikTok?” he laughed, his pace speeding up just a bit so he would get home faster. “Wow, I am honored you think that!”

The light conversation continued, nothing too deep or too intense, just chatter about today's shifts and classes. Eventually, Kirishima made it back into his apartment complex, and stumbled into his room, collapsing onto his bed.

“Can I ask something?” you ask suddenly, and Kirishima lets out a small hum.

“Yeah, of course, what’s up?”

“What do you look like?” you asked softly as if you were curled up in bed, seconds from letting sleep consume you. “I haven’t come up with a mental image that I like, and well, I want some hints.”

“I can just send you a picture of me,” Kirishima smiles, his eyes closing. “It would be much easier than me trying to explain to you what I look like.”

“No!” you disagree, and there's a long sigh from your end of the phone. “I’m not ready for that kind of information yet, Kiri. I just… I can’t accept a pic of you without sending one back, and I’m not mentally ready for that yet…”

“Don’t tell me the big fat Gucci bougie you is shy?!” Kirishima exclaimed, humor drowning his words as he referenced you to something you had called yourself one drunken night weeks ago.

“Not shy!” you bemoan, your voice muffling out at the end of it. “I’m more scared you’ll find me ugly and ghost me…”

“I don’t think that’s possible,” Kirishima interjected, his voice stable and confident.

“Which part?”

“Both parts.”

“How do you know that? You don’t know what I look like…”

“...call it… Kirishima’s intuition,” Kirishima slowly stated, his eyebrows furrowing. “I find your voice and your personality to be attractive on their own, so I would never ghost you. And of course, appearance isn’t anything; plus, there’s no way you’re not gorgeous.”

He says these words with honest truth, and a part of him fears he overstepped and made you wildly uncomfortable with the amount of silence that is heard from your end of the line. But finally, as Kirishima is ready to apologize to you, a soft exhale is heard.

“You’re a dork,” you whisper, and a soft grin spreads on his own face. “Anyways, I’ll ask questions, you answer them first, and then I’ll do the same.”

“Sounds good!”

“Hair color?”

“Black, but I dye it red.”

“Mm, edgy teenager, I like it, and also knew that because you complained about your stained sheets! Eye color?”

“Red.”

“Oh, am I sensing a theme? How tall are you?”

“I’m… a bit over six feet?”

The list went on, most questions becoming more of a joke than anything else, but he was glad that you were asking these things because now he had an insight on how you looked too. You had told him your eye color, your hair color, how tall you were, and a whole bunch of trivial things he would have never thought to ask about to begin with.

“Okay, last question!” you cheered, happy to have finally included Kirishima into your inside joke that revolved around your eyebrows. “Do you have any distinguishing features?”

“Well, I don’t actually...” Kirishima admitted, his fingers brushing against the scar on his eye, and then it hit him. That was one! “Oh, wait—” CRASH. A loud crashing noise emitted from your side of the call.

“Shit, hold on!” you curse and Kirishima can only remain silent while he hears you yelling in the background, it was too far away for him to quite understand, but it was enough to know that it didn’t sound okay.

Kirishima sat on his side of the call, the phone pressed to his ear while he tried to strip his gross and sweaty shirt from his body. His teeth bit into his lip, his canine pressing into the permanent indent of his lip, an indicator of how anxious he used to be.

“Fuck, Kiri?” your voice suddenly snapped back onto the call, your tone frantic and quick.

“Everything okay?”

“No, Hagakure showed up drunker than… a drunken drunk, I don’t know expressions, ANYWAYS I know tonight is our unofficial official call night, but anyway I can get a rain check?”

There was guilt that swallowed your voice, a pang of guilt that made Kirishima warm a bit because it showed that you valued these calls, just like him.

“Of course, I don’t have class or work Friday morning this time around, so Thursday night?”

“That works perfectly,” you sigh, gratitude. “I owe you, text you later if you don’t fall asleep! Goodnight, sweet dreams, love ya!”

Kirishima couldn’t repeat the whole statement before you hastily hung up, but he couldn’t keep the smile off his face the entire time he showered. The shower didn’t take too long, and by the time he emerged from the shower, towel around his neck and his waist, he had a text message.

sero - hey bro!!! i can’t pick up my morning shift tomorrow i know you have tonight to speak w y/n but todoroki and bakugou can’t cover it!

Kirishima sighed, he definitely didn’t have anything tomorrow anyways, he could manage with going in for an extra shift to help a friend.

kirishima - yeah sure what time?

sero - youre a life saver T-T im covering 8 am - 3 pm!!!

Kirishima sent a simple affirmative emoji before finishing up his nightly routine.

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Kirishima looked at his apron while he was assembling himself in the backroom. The aroma of roasted coffee beans and pastries was almost pungent in the back, and he was eager to get out of there. As per employee regulations, he was to wear a black apron, a name tag, and something to hold his hair because it was a bit too long, for that, he wore a white bandana around his forehead.

“Wait, where’s my name tag?” Kirishima called out, his eyebrows furrowing when he turned out to Kaminari, who was currently in the back with him.

The blond froze and scratched the back of his neck, laughing awkwardly, “About that…”

So Kirishima was in the front of the store with a shiny silver name tag that read Hanta Sero. Because Kaminari was the best barista they had on hand currently, he was busy teaching Midoriya — their newest hire — around the bar. For now, Todoroki was nowhere to be found, and Kirishima was handling the cash register.

Today was a slow morning, most people had their day off today, so morning coffee rush wasn’t in existence. Sure, there were a few outliers, but it was never chaotic.

The gentle bell of the front door rang, and Kirishima automatically called out.

“Welcome!”

You had walked into the store, your eyebrows furrowed while you prayed that this was the coffee shop your roommates had been raving about. You’d never been here before, but it was the closest coffee shop available that wasn’t something generic and basic like Starbucks. You looked up from your phone at the voice, a thank you automatically being repeated while you neared the register.

You froze when you saw the red hair and the red eyes of the handsome man at the register. A careless thought entered your mind, Kirishima said he had red hair and red eyes… but he said he didn’t work today…

A kind smile sat on his face, his eyes taking you in, waiting for you to approach him.

This couldn’t be him, right?

The last time you had assumed a redhead working in a coffee shop was Kirishima, it had ended embarrassingly.

“Um, hi,” you drawled out, your eyes reading the board to figure out your own order.

Kirishima couldn’t keep his eyes off of you, you were exactly what you had described to him, but he wouldn’t ask until he was sure. He would ask you for your name after collecting your order for either tea or hot chocolate, and if it was you, he’d reveal that he was Kirishima. But he didn’t want to be wrong; he didn’t want to pin any other person as you, after all.

“I’ve never been here before,” you confess, your hand rubbing the back of your head. You were transfixed on the caramel macchiato that was spelled in the prettiest font, though, plus Hagakure promised all their coffee was good.

“Oh, well, welcome! If you need any recommendations or have anything else to order, I can put those through while you look?”

His smile was kind, and you felt blood rush to your face, something you desperately tried to fight off by thinking of anything you didn’t like.

“Oh! I do have two orders, though! There’s going to be one chai tea latte with three pumps of vanilla, and a lavender tea with a splash of oat milk.”

Kirishima nodded his head, “Will this be for here, or to go?”

His voice sounds so similar to Kirishima, you hoped, studying his face. While you answered that it was to go, you saw a distinctive scar on his right eye. Kirishima had said he didn’t have any distinguishing features…

“What are your favorites here?” you ask, your eyebrows scrunched in confusion, your thoughts very evident in your face.

Kirishima couldn’t help but find hope bubbling up in his chest, there was always the possibility that you two lived in the same city-based off the same area code, and with what seemed like an incomplete knowledge in coffee, maybe…

Kirishima rambled off about the different seasonal drinks right now, his recommendations leaning towards the teas and non-coffee things primarily after his general and basic list. You seemed to take every word out of his lip like gospel, agreeing and nodding when appropriate, and his lips stretched into a grin when you bluntly exclaimed your ill knowledge of this all.

“To be honest, I only step into coffee shops to take a cute pic and then leave,” you laugh, pressing your hands against your lips and screaming a bit in your throat.

Kirishima laughed, more confidence blooming through his body over the hope that this was you. It had to be you.

Your eyes then found the nametag on his apron, and like a sinking ship, you read Sero.

Not Kirishima.

“And for you?”

“I’ll have the caramel macchiato,” you decide, a grateful smile on your face while he looks down and writes the orders.

“A name?”

“Penny,” came your automatic response.

You never used your real name in coffee shops.

Kirishima suppressed the way that his mouth wanted to drop into a sad smile, and like two rejected teenagers, the money was exchanged. Before Kirishima could attempt to calm his disappointed soul, you walked out of the shop with the coffees and tea in hand.

“What was that about?” Kaminari asked, his eyes wide. “There was so much flirting and then poof, gone from both sides. Come on, dude, it’s my job to fail at flirting, not yours!”

Kirishima laughed, ignoring the way that his three friends looked at him with concern and curiosity. “Nothing, I just… the customer looked like how y/n described herself to be…”

“Oh… sorry, bro.”

“Nah, it’s all good,” Kirishima waved it off, and without so much as another slap on the back, he went back to work.

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“What the hell are you doing?”

Kirishima looked up from his phone, his fingers mid-type pausing only for a millisecond before continuing to text blindly.

“Oh, hey, Bakubro, what’s up?” he cheerfully spoke, ignorant to the controller in the ash blond’s hand.

“It’s your turn, shitty hair, pay fucking attention!” Bakugou barked, tossing the plastic controller into his chest. Kirishima grunted, the feeling of the plastic slamming against his chest was less than ideal, but the smile on his face didn’t waiver while he offered his best friend the controller back.

“It’s all good, you can have another turn, I can handle being out this round!”

“Kiri, that’s six rounds in a row,” Kaminari spoke up, his face in a teasing smirk.

It was then that Kirishima’s face turned approximately the same color as his hair. “I didn’t—”

“Awww, Eijirou has a little crush on y/n!!!” Kaminari sang, resulting in agreeing with noises from Sero and Midoriya. Only Bakugou and Todoroki remained silent.

Kirishima only laughed, he knew he couldn’t deny that fact, but he wouldn’t say it aloud — especially because Bakugou seemed to hate you. It had been now four months since the two of you had ‘meet,’ and while he still had no face to imagine you with, things had taken a slightly flirty route between the two of you.

Calls were much more frequent, nearly all nights the two of you would speak, even if it was just a measly summary of the day and a ‘sweet dreams’ and a ‘goodnight’ and an ‘I love you.’ It always happened nowadays.

Tonight was an exception, of course, because he was out with his friends, and apparently, you were doing the same.

“You can’t be fucking serious?” Bakugou spat, a laugh spluttering from his lips, but it was cold and held no humor. “You caught feelings for a person who’s too much of a fucking coward to reveal a picture of themselves?”

“That’s not fair; besides, it's not about physical appearance!” Kirishima waved him off, pressing send to his text message.

have fun tonight! text me when u get back home if ur able to!

“Just how naive can you be?” Bakugou sneered, his hand taking the phone from Kirishima's side. “Six months of talking every week, texting every day, and this y/n still hasn’t trusted you with a single picture of them? I know you said that she told you how she looked, and all that shit, but let's be real, it’s so easy to lie about how you look like when you don’t have to provide a picture. What y/n say? Big tits? Big ass? Small waist? What about her did she say that made you so fucking insane over her?”

“N-Nothing! We didn’t talk about our body types!” Kirishima’s eyes widened significantly, the once comfortable atmosphere of the room wholly gone while Bakugou’s vermillion eyes seethed silently. “None of that matters! I told you the truth! I like y/n because of her personality, she’s manly, and I like that a lot! It’s not about her appearance, how pessimistic can you get, bro! I promise you, she’s trustworthy!”

“Is she really?”

“What?”

“How can you be in love with someone who you trust entirely, but doesn’t trust you at all? You said that y/n won’t show you a picture of herself because she’s scared you won’t like her? How is that trusting you? How is that fucking fair? To me, that sounds like some fucked up catfishing thing.”

“We talk on the phone, dude,” Kirishima said softly, but those thoughts were invading his mind. Did you not trust him? He knew he wasn’t the best option in the world, and he had accepted that in time and by improving on what he thought he was best at. But did you, after all this time, really not believe him when he claimed nothing would change when he saw you? “Catfishes don’t even do that… besides, the first call was by accident, why would someone—”

“Dunce face, what’s that one fucking idiotic thing you do for fun?” Bakugou snapped at the blond, not even bothering to look at him.

“Well, there’s a lot of things I do that you—” Kaminari laughed awkwardly, his smile tight and awkward.

“Kaminari.”

“I call… random numbers… pretending to have a big issue to see how they react…” he admitted, and Kirishima’s stomach clenched.

“And?” Bakugou snarled.

“I pretend to be a girl…”

“Don’t be stupid, Bakugou, this is more than one time!” Kirishima groaned.

“It's a voice that you can’t attach a face to, who knows if this is a person you can trust! People with voice acting exist in this world, how the hell do you possibly know that they’re not one of them?! Be fucking real, if ‘y/n’ trusted you, if that’s even their name, they wouldn’t be hiding their face from you.”

Kirishima didn’t say anything else, the acid piling in his throat was too much for him to even look at his friend. The night didn’t really recover from that conversation, and Kirishima eventually found himself back home.

He sat at the edge of his bed, his phone in his hands, waiting for a message from you. He couldn’t sleep, and even though he had work tomorrow morning, he found himself wide awake, unable to let sleep consume.

It was three in the morning when you sent a text, his eyes still wide awake, and with shaky fingers, he read the message.

i just got home can you believe that i drank three cups of wine and didnt get tipsy??????? thats on being a raging alcoholic ;D

Kirishima wanted to laugh; on god, he would’ve found this beyond delightful to read because he knew you couldn’t handle your liquor, but that bitter stream of acid destroyed the humor in his thoughts.

Were you really telling the truth? Was this all a lie?

He didn’t text back; instead, his finger pressed the call button, and he held his breath.

“Helloooo?” a voice picked up on the second ring, but it wasn’t your voice. It was a voice he didn’t recognize at all.

‘Voice actors,’ Bakugou’s voice reentered his thoughts, and the phone in his hand nearly dropped.

“Sorry, hello?” the voice he knew as you finally came through, and Kirishima let out a shallow breath, one so small, so mediocrely weak it burned his lungs.

“Do you trust me?” he asked softly, maybe too softly because you asked with a strained laugh for him to repeat his words. “Do you trust me, y/n?”

There was a pause on your end, too long a beat for Kirishima to be comfortable with.

“Of course I trust you, Ei, are you okay?”

“Do you actually trust me, or are you lying?”

“Woah there,” you said a small laugh on your tongue, but there was only confusion in it, not your contagious sound. “Did you drink? It’s a work night, you never do that!”

“Answer the question,” Kirishima spoke with finality, his shoulders tense, tears pushing past his eyes while he struggled to maintain composure.

Prove Bakugou wrong, please, prove Bakugou wrong.

“Of course I do,” you spoke with genuine clarity, but still, Kirishima was rattled, his confidence blown. “What’s going on?”

Did he want to confess to his insecurities? Was it worth it? His breathing became frantic, almost as if he was going insane just thinking about where his thoughts were. But Kirishima was never good at hiding things, no he was as open as a book.

“Why won’t you let me see you… we’ve been friends for six months, and the only thing I know about you is your eye color and your hair color. It’s so insanely generic that I can’t… I can’t do this.”

“What are you trying to say?” you ask, your voice small, almost a whisper of all the energy one could have at this time of night.

“I can’t be friends with someone who doesn’t trust me, who’s using me,” he spoke with perfect clarity that hid away his insecurities about this all. “For all, I know nothing about you is real, that this is all just some ploy to hurt me in the end. Six months and you can’t trust me with a single meet up or even a picture? I just… has this been a game for you, y/n? Or is that even your name.”

The call ended and a single message held on his screen, this call has been dropped, but you didn’t seem to want to call him back.

Kirishima didn’t sleep a wink that night, his words coming back to bite him in the throat each and every time he thought he was close enough to sleep. Insecurities riled up in him, consuming him entirely.

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He tried to call back.

For fourteen straight days, Kirishima attempted to call you back.

Every time he called you, he would always hang up before he could take back his words. But each call, after he had prematurely hung up, he would recant his mean words to the unresponsive phone. He did trust you, he was weak, he was unmanly to assume those things. You could take, however long it took to finally trust him again because he would wait for you no matter what. He apologized again and again until the very last one he broke down into silent tears, a single message of ‘I hope one day you’ll forgive me’ hung weakly on his voice and put his phone away.

It was sixteen days since he had spoken those cruel words to you, and in that time, he didn’t regret finally talking about his ill feelings towards wanting to reveal yourself to him. But he did regret the way it came out; instead of it being a deep and personal conversation, it came out as bitter and one-sided. The two of you were disconnected, and he felt empty.

But he couldn’t focus on it, not today, after all, it was Bakugou’s birthday, and everyone was gathering at the local fancy restaurant to celebrate.

Kirishima dressed up presentable, wearing a navy blue button-up, and dark slacks. He walked towards the entrance of the restaurant where Kaminari, Sero, and Midoriya were eagerly leading the group of them into the building. Typically Kirishima would’ve been with them in terms of spirit, but he felt energyless at the moment.

With the moon high in the sky, Kirishima stilled when Bakugou called out his name.

He stared at his best friend, the ash blond’s lip curled into a sneer while he huffed, “Listen, Kirishima, I’m sorry for what I said that night.”

“What? Oh, no, it’s okay, Bakugou!” Kirishima laughed, his hand slapping to the back of his neck. “You weren’t wrong.”

“I never said I was wrong,” Bakugou grunted, his eyes locked on Kirishima’s while he shoved his hands into his pockets. Kirishima stilled, unsure as to where this would be leading. “I just don’t want you to get hurt. I know that Mina hurt you badly, and you’re too big of an idiot to not see when things arise. Maybe y/n is genuine, but if you aren’t fucking honest with her about your own feelings about how she’s so secretive, it’s not going to work.”

Kirishima smiled softly, a weak shrug moving through him, “I know, thanks, man.”

Bakugou nodded, and without a word, he continued on ahead where Midoriya was yelling at them to hurry up and come so they could be seated.

Kirishima sighed, rolling out his shoulders before following afterward.

Kirishima followed after the hostess, smiling at her gratefully when she sat the group into their own private room and left.

“Bakugou’s paying, right?” Kaminari stage whispered to Midoriya while staring at the prices on the menu.

“Eat shit, dunce face, learn how to save up your fucking money the next time you offer to come to this fucking place!” Bakugou roared, hearing the whisper.

“I’ll be covering the bill,” Todoroki informed with a smirk on his face. Kirishima laughed, looking at the prices and indeed agreeing with Kaminari’s statement. Having a wealthy friend was very convenient at times like this.

“Hi, welcome to Eiko, I’ll be your waitress today!” a voice chirped from the entrance of the room, and Kirishima froze, he recognized that voice and face.

It was the person he had mistaken for you all those months ago.

By the smile on your face, it seemed that you recognized them all too.

“And what is your name,” Sero winked, his eyes captivated by you.

“Oh, haha, sorry, my name is y/n,” you smiled, moving the menus you held in your hand to show the silver nametag on your uniform.

“Oh, like Kirishima’s y/n,” Kaminari laughed, pointing a finger at Kirishima, not at all being as quiet as he probably thought himself to be. But it seemed that he wasn’t the only one who thought that because while Kirishima was staring at your face, embarrassingly taking you in, you followed Kaminari’s finger.

Your sight sat on the redhead in the middle whose name was Kirishima, and you straightened up in what felt like panic.

“You’re Kirishima?” you asked quietly, your finger grasping the menus so tightly, your knuckles turned white. “Kirishima Eijirou.”

“The one and only,” Kaminari voiced for him, his arm thrown over Kirishima’s shoulder while he nodded like a scholar. “And why do you ask?”

“Shut the fuck up, dunce face.” Bakugou hissed.

Kirishima continued to stare at you, a million words running through his head, yet not a single one being translated on his tongue. You were beautiful.

What should he say?

What could he say?

Your lips pursed, and you shook your head, a smile of disbelief spreading across your face, “Unbelievable.”

“Y/n—”

“Be quiet,” you snap, your tone angry, but your eyes beyond hurt. “What can I get you guys to drink?”

Dinner wasn’t exactly a pleasant time, you came in and left faster than anyone could blink, and yet none of their drinks went empty, nor did they really have a problem. Much quicker than Kirishima would’ve liked, they were done and were soon piling out of the restaurant after Kirishima decided to leave a very, very generous tip.

“I’m going to stay until I can speak to y/n,” Kirishima said, waving off his friends who were expecting him to follow. But he couldn’t, not when he felt like the world's biggest ass for what he did to you.

“Good luck,” they all wished him well before eventually leaving, knowing better than to stick around.

So there at the outside bench, Kirishima waited.

Two hours he sat there until you emerged from the front door, your hair was no longer put back, you held your apron in your hand, and your purse on your shoulder.

“Y/n!” he called out, his feet no longer cemented into place; he strode after you.

You didn’t seem to pick up the pace, nor did you slow down. You were focused on your car that sat at the edge of the parking lot, and you ignored his calls.

It wasn’t until his hand touched your shoulder, and he appeared before you did Kirishima freeze again. Angry hot tears slid down your face, your face screwed up, your shoulders stiff.

“What do you want, Kirishima?” you spat, but there was only exhaustion in your voice, nothing bitter, nothing at all what Kirishima deserved from you.

“I want to apologize,” Kirishima whispered, his hands struggling to reach out and wipe your tears away. You were crying because of him, he did this to you. “I was a dick, I was… beyond unmanly to you, and I’m so sorry! I just let Bakugou get into my head, and I’ve never been a secure person because, well, I’m just… fuck, I don’t even know, but all I know is that you didn’t deserve this. And I like you so much, but I didn’t — I don’t know what to do?!”

Your eyes stared up at him, they were bright with tears, wounded beyond anything Kirishima could hope to fix.

“That night, you said if I didn’t trust you, but I did trust you! I’ve always trusted you—” your finger jabbed his chest— “but it was you who didn’t trust me! I get that it’s hard to not have a picture of someone you care about after a long length of time, but we were always fine for a while! It was going to happen, but while I trusted you, I didn’t trust myself, okay?! I couldn’t trust myself to see that if you were so much more handsome than me that I couldn’t be confident enough to let myself be friends with you! I constantly fuck up relationships when I have crushes on people because… I don’t know, I just do! But you were someone with no risk and the highest risk, and I wanted to be sure in my own feelings before giving you a picture of me! But… fuck, Kirishima, you didn’t trust me!”

Kirishima’s throat tightened, the tears on your face a guilty reminder that this was because of him. But how could he fix this?

“I’m sorry,” he whispered, his hands grabbing onto your arms just above the elbow, and his head hung by your forehead, not quite touching you, but just enough that his spiked hair teased the atoms between you. You were taller than he expected, but it wasn’t anything he couldn’t deal with, no, not at all. “You’re right, I didn’t trust you, and you didn’t deserve that. I don’t think there’s anything that I can say, or do for that matter, to change your mind, and I’m sorry. I just panicked because who gets into this type of situation, how do I tell my phone friend that I have feelings for her? I was weak, and I am so fucking pathetic, and I just want to make things better. If you’ll let me be your friend again…”

He slowly looked back up at you, and you were frozen in your place, tears falling down your face still.

“I don’t think we can be friends,” you confessed, and Kirishima’s heart broke in two, his hands dropping from your arms in his embarrassment and humiliation.

“Oh, well, I’m sorry still, um… maybe I’ll see you again?” Kirishima smiled despite it all, he kept smiling despite the crack in his chest and his soul.

“You will,” you murmured, and before Kirishima could blink, your fists wrapped in his collar, and you brought him down for an ardent kiss that he was not quick to respond to. It took three seconds for him to wrap his arms around your waist and pull you in, kissing you again and again and again.

It didn’t seem to matter to either one of you that you were both now kissing without a care in the world in the middle of a parking lot, because you both had your emotions exposed to the other, and you didn’t want to be friends. At least not when the man who held your heart confessed that you held his in yours.

The two of you weren’t truly disconnected, it was just a little lost moment in your call.

#kirishima x reader #kirishima eijiro x reader #bnha #bnha x reader #mha x reader

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vsagis · 2 years

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@shiningxfates

The figure in the corner of the room stays silent for the better part of the exchange, arms crossed and unmoving like a marble statue. It's only after the League's leader orders Kurogiri and Compress to put the kidnapped highschooler back to sleep is that they move.

"Let me talk to him," he asks as he reaches Shigaraki's side, and while the details of his features are obscured by the shadow cast by the hood of his sweatshirt, the voice could possibly hit a familiar note.

"Bakugou," the teenager begins after an unspoken permission is given to him, taking a few more steps towards the hero student, "Listen to him, really listen, and you'll see he has a point. There is no other way to bring change than to force it when the society is so rooted in its wrongdoings... is what I would normally say if there was someone else in your place. But I know that deep down you already know he's right." When he's this close, it's easier to see his face, and as if reading somebody's mind on this, Izuku removes his hood to reveal it along with a smile that lightens his features up with a kind of light that's odd to the old him, the one Bakugou once knew. "Because I've seen you act according to all the wrong lessons our world has taught you. Haven't I?"

#shiningxfates

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grapefantaenby · 3 years

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Quarantine Headcanons Being Quarantined with Aizawa, Yaoyorozu, Shoto or In the Dorms.

Shota Aizawa:

- You’re Shota Aizawa’s partner, you’ve lived together since high school ended.

-You weren’t a pro hero, you’d been in the General studies course.

-When UA announced that they would be closing for Shutdown, you made sure to sort things out for the students who didn’t have a computer to take part in the online classes.

-You were sort of Aizawa’s assistant without actually being a member of staff at UA.

-Unlike your boyfriend, you worked from home anyway so it wasn’t much of a change for you.

-You had to teach him how to use the computer properly since he really only ever used it to send emails or look at cat pictures…

-The students always got excited when they saw you in the background of the video calls.

-Your relationship with Aizawa had been a secret from the students until your cat snuck into the small guest bedroom you’d converted into an office.

-You had to chase the cat into the room while Aizawa was on call with the class.

-It took quite a bit of explaining to calm the some of the students down (*cough* Mina and Kaminari *cough*)

-Other than Aizawa working and Patrolling (Since he still had to go out for hero work) the two of you spent most of the time cuddled on the sofa watching movies.

-It actually took quite a bit of effort to get your boyfriend out of bed in the morning.

-“I don’t see any point of getting up if we’re just going to do nothing all day.”

-All in all, it was pretty calm. You liked having your boyfriend home more.

Momo Yaoyorozu:

-You’re Momo Yaoyorozu’s partner.

-You were staring at her house, unaware that the lockdown was closing in on you.

-You weren’t able to get home to your parents so you were staying with your girlfriend.

-Her parents adored you so they had no issue with you staying with them.

-You weren’t a student at UA, you weren’t even from a prestigious family, you’d met out of pure coincidence at your parents Cafe.

-Yaomomo liked the cakes from there so she went there quite a lot and with you working there to help your parents, you got to see her quite a lot.

-With all of her classes online, Yaomomo got to spend more time with you and her classmates got to meet you too.

-You school had decided, for some unknown reason, to not take part in online classes unlike other schools.

-So, you sat with your girlfriend and studied with her instead.

-It didn’t bother you that all of her teachers were pro-heroes, they acted pretty much like normal people anyway.

-Other than the fact that Midnight and Present Mic got excited when you appeared on the screen next to Yaomomo.

-Her classmates got excited too, their homeroom period just turned into a ‘Question (Y/N) and Yaoyorozu hour’.

-After the first day, everything calmed down and you got to learn with the Hero course of UA.

-“I think my classmates like you. They seem to enjoy having you as a classmate.”

-Your life would be pretty boring when school opened back up and you had to go back to living with your parents.

Shoto Todoroki:

-Shoto had been staying at the apartment you shared with your older sister when the lockdown started.

-Endeavor tried to convince Shoto to go home but he wasn’t caving.

-He ended up staying with you after all.

-You were Midnight’s younger sibling but you didn’t study at UA, you were at a normal, public highschool.

-Aizawa’s face when he saw you sitting on Shoto’s lap was priceless.

-And then your sister appeared in the background.

-“Bedroom door stays open, Little one.”

-Safe to say everyone was shocked.

-Aizawa was done with everything, especially when you carried your laptop into the kitchen and started baking while class was still going on.

-Somehow Shoto managed to take notes and pay attention to class while you were teaching him how to bake.

-When it came to Midnight’s class, she joined you in the kitchen and started baking with you while she was teaching.

-Shoto found it strange how close you and your sister were since he wasn’t close with his siblings.

-It was refreshing, especially since Midnight was a lot calmer than she acted when she was on-duty.

-“I’m glad I got to stay here. It’s a lot calmer than my house with my old man.”

-You almost asked your sister if Shoto could just move in with you two after the lockdown ended.

In the Dorms:

-You were a student at UA highschool and the school had just been put on lockdown.

-You and your classmates were stuck in the dorm, unable to go home to your parents, unable to go to class.

-The teachers were the only ones allowed in and out of the building so they put on masks and headed to the classes they were supposed to teach.

-Classes were held in the common room but the teachers were more lenient with the dress code and eating in class.

-You often showed up in pyjamas.

-Others started to copy until Iida was the only one left wearing the uniform.

-Then you had the craziest idea.

-You showed up in a different cosplay every day.

-At first your classmates thought it was a bit strange, then you started cosplaying different pro-heroes.

-You got some of your classmates in on it, namely Deku, Kirishima, Kaminari, Yaoyorozu and Ochako.

-One day there were six Present Mic’s when the actual Present Mic walked into the common room and he burst out laughing so hard he had to be escorted out by Aizawa.

-He walked back in and made you all take a Selfie with him.

-The same thing happened with Midnight.

-You had a make-up based quirk, you could disguise yourself and others as whoever you wanted but your height and face shape stayed the same. You could also take on their quirk for as long as the make-up stayed on.

-You couldn’t give others the quirks of the people they were disguised as but other than they, they looked pretty convincing.

-“That was so much fun!”

-“We should get the others in on it too.”

-“Good luck getting Bakugou on board.”

-“We should just show up as Bakugou and start acting like him.”

-“Kacchan would be pretty mad.”

-“But it would be funny.”

-It was pretty great, other than not being able to go home.

#my hero academia #aizawa x reader #todoroki x reader #yaoyorozu x reader #mha headcanons #mha x reader #bnha #bnha x reader

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magpiemissy · 3 years

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“Time's Running”

Bakugou Katsuki x Reader

Soulmate AU : where if your soulmate doesn't say I love you back, you just hear your heart crack and disappear from the world.

The first time you tell "him" i love you.

Your 5 year old self was the sweetest and most adorable adorable thing that everyone adored! Especially when you have both of your best friends with you all the time.

Attached to the hips! No one can ever pry you three off of each other (uwu cute).

But somehow you got attached to him of all people.

Walking down the street in an early afternoon after playing by the playground. Just the two of you, somehow enjoying the silence. Until you broke it...

"Hey Kacchan, I love you!" you giggled.

"Heh? Shut up, idiot." he says but you could clearly see the light blush on his face.

He doesn't doesn't say it back of course... He's just shy, I mean you are still kids.

The second time

The 3 of you were playing heroes. You, Deku and Kacchan. Just being normal, Deku being the villain, you as the civilian that needs saving and of course your Kacchan as the hero.

He saved you from getting "kidnapped".

"Thank you, my hero! Hihi, I love you."

He just ignored you that time. He just went off and bullied Izuku...again. And you have to stop him...again.

The third time

Y'all are in highschool, Kacchan minding his own business as he's focusing on whatever he's doin as you tap his shoulder since your right behind him.

"What is it this time N/N?! Can't you see I'm doin something here?!" he said angrily.

"Yeah, yeah... Love you!" you said then go back to writing your notes but unbeknownst to you, he blushed lightly and stared at you for a second before turning back to what he was doing.

'Someday, I'm gonna say it back but not right now, N/N'

The fourth time

It was after the time he got kidnapped by the LOV. You rushed to his house after learning that he was home already.

Panting by the door, knocking aggressively.

"Hi Mitsuki! I know it's kinda late bu—" you didn't get to finish your sentence as she dragged you in for a hug.

"I'm glad you're okay, the brat's up stairs. You can go see him." she said after breaking the hug.

"Are you sure it's a good time? I was just planning to drop these off an—"

"He'll be fine... Go ahead." She assured w/a smile. You just quietly muttered an okay then proceed to walk up stairs.

Knocking at his door, gently. Trying not to bust out crying, is what you're doin.

"I told you old hag, Im fi—" he was cut off to seeing you, his childhood friend, standing right in front of him, with red eyesand shaking hands holding a paper bag?

You waste no time in jumping on him and hugging him tightly while crying.

"Oh my god *sniff* you're okay *sniff* I thought *sniff* something bad happened to you *sniff. I was so worried."

"tch, I'm fine, cry baby. You think some dumb villains can get through me? Huh... You underestimating me now N/N?" he said.

"I love you!" you just blurted out.

"Tch, yeah, yeah..."

Then you just cuddled that night. (aww soft bakugo uwu)

The fifth time

It was graduation day! It was your final time together with each other as students of class 1-A. Just partying and stuff like that.

Until a slow dance came up, everyone suddenly having the courage to ask who they like. While you just mind your own business by the food table.

Suddenly, you feel someone pull you from your wrist, snapping you out from your debates on which food you were going to eat this time.

"Wha—Hey! I was going to ea—"

"Shut it, dumbass! Come on, just... Be with me for a moment." he said while you grumbled an okay fine. You didn't noticed the smirk he gave you after hearing that though. (sly bitc— lmfao)

So here you are, both of his hands on your waist while yours on his neck. Your head on his chest, his chin resting on your head just enjoying the moment really.

"Hey Kacchan?" "Hmm?" "I... Love you."

He didn't reply though, he just hold you tight and let out a breath.

'Just a little more N/N. I promise, then we could be together.'

And this is the last apparently...

You were in your apartment, you moved out a year after your graduation. Being a pro-hero, having a nice life but something was missing and what your feeling inside was just... Painful, hurt.

As you walk down the hall to your bedroom, you feel yourself getting weaker and weaker. You just feel so drained.

Feeling dizzy and nauseous, you messaged your groupchat with the others saying you weren't feeling very well and could someone check on you. Everybody got a day off that time, somehow. So they all rushed to your apartment, unbeknownst of what's going to happen afterwards.

Few minutes passed, you were laying on the floor feeling so weak.

"N/N, we're here! We brought you some medici—" Deku didn't finished his sentence as he rushed to you immediately.

"Hey, hey... N/N, look at me." everyone was now by your side by now.

You looked at him, smiling sadly.

Everyone suddenly knew what's going to happened. They all started tearing up.

"Your eyes...T—they aren't...sparkling anymore. Your hair is.... Your hair isn't glowing." Deku said as he observed you, trying his hardest not to burst out crying. Holding you as close as possible. Your breathing is getting slower and slower every minute.

"He hasn't said anything back. I tried so many times already... But he just—" you whispered while taking deep breathes.

"Hey... No, no, no, no. You can't—you can't leave. Not y—yet, N/N. We still—we still gotta be on top together, remember? You can't... I can't—" Deku's just mumbling that you can't go yet. He's sobbing by now already.

"Hmm... I'm sorry, Zuku." you whispered back. Tears falling from your face, silent crying from the others, Deku crying his heart out.

Meanwhile...

He saw it, he saw the message. He was supposed to rush there but something came up. He feels something different, like something bad was gonna happened.

He's sprinting as fast as he could.

'Damn it, come on!'

When he arrived, it was quiet.

He only hears crying, when he got closer to your bedroom.

'Nononono, this—I... It's not happening.'

His knees are weak, suddenly dropping right beside you.

"Hey" you can hear the crack on his voice.

"Hey... I'm right here. Suki's here. Baby?" he's crying by now.

You weren't responding. Your hands were cold, face pale, eyes that aren't sparkling, hair not glowing. Everything was just... Dull.

"Babe? Please? You can't—you can't l-leave us... You can't leave me." he whispered the last part.

"We—we were suppose to be unstoppable... We were supp—to be together on top, you—you pro..mised."

"Please... No... I—I love you too."

The last petal of the cherry blossom fell. And just like that, you were gone. Not everyone gets a happy ending, right?

I love you so much. Maybe in another life, Suki. I will be your girl and I'll keep all the promises and it will be us against the world.

But right now, please take care of yourself, I believe in you. You'll be the greatest hero, and I'll always be your number one fan.

Message: Heyyy... Haha, so it's actually late here in my country and yeah, I woke up dreaming this. I was completely sobbing. I hope you all like this. I'll be posting alot during our Christmas break so stay tunned >3 xoxo

#mnha #katsuki bakugo x reader #katsuki bakugo imagine #bakugou katsuki #bnha bakugo katsuki #katsuki bakugo fic #katsuki bakugo x y/n #bakugo angst #katsuki bakugo angst #my hero academia #bnha imagines #bnha au #—[🥀] moriarty's angsty fics.

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katsukikitten · 3 years

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Wholesome Frat AU, Clearly aged up, college au, main characters are Bakugou, Kirishima, Denki, Sero, Jiro, Mina, and of course you my dear reader. Sexual themes, mentions of drugs and booze through out.

AHEM

Chapter 1

Denki lies upside down off his bed, staring at his phone when another invite to a party comes through. It's from a classmate he shares notes with and one of the few non toxic dudes on campus. A smile forms on his face, his fingers ready to fly across the screen to confirm his Friday night to be golden and one to remember.

Or maybe wish to remember as alcohol and maybe some weed numb his senses.

But then the location comes through, a frat house that's notorious for ignorance and low key rape culture. He turns it down claiming to study and sighs. Staring at his shared four walls from the top bunk.

"What's going on with you? No one wants you to keep their bed warm tonight?" Sero teases passing him up a beer before starting the next round of his game. Preferring to get buzzed and troll in Apex lobbies than find somewhere to be tonight.

Their phones buzz at the same time, Kirishima coming through on the group chat.

Big Red 🦈 : Any plans tonight boys?

Boomboi 💣 : Fuck off, busy.

Tape dispenser 🎞 : Apex

Zaptos ⚡: got invited to a party but location is sus af. You bro?

Big Red 🦈 : Yikes 😬 Keepin some ladies safe. Don't like the scene here…

Tape dispenser 🎞 : Same

Zaptos ⚡: Same

Boomboi 💣: FUCK OFF!

Denki and Sero both smirk at their phones before moving on with their Friday night with small talk of Instagram stories and received risque snapchats. As the beer fridge gets dwindles their thoughts seem to grow.

"Okay, listen. Here me out!" Denki says as if Sero would ever come off defensive. He finishes his eighth beer before continuing.

"What if we started our own frat? Like...like a fucking wholesome one."

"Dude not only does that sound impossible but what would we call ourselves?" Sero chuckles nursing his seventh beer. Denki pauses for a moment, trying to think of something, anything great.

"Alpha Kappa Wholesome." He smiles, "Yea that's it!"

Sero laughs from his bottom bunk earning an angry faced Denki to put half of his body over the side of his bed.

"I'm serious man! We could kick out whoever doesn't match our values. This college is supposed to be about making 'lasting connections' with fellow heroes! How are we supposed to do it when we are cooped up in our tiny dorm!" He gestures to their cramped room. A set of bunk beds and desks with their TV and shared dresser on the far wall. Sero looks around, this sure as hell wasn't like the dorms at UA that's for sure.

"Okay well two people isn't enough for a frat, man." Sero lets the dream die before it can bloom, running a hand through his raven hair. Denki scrunches up his face before he remembers where his crush stays. It's as if a light bulb lit up atop his upside down head. He jolts himself falling from the top bunk crashing into the empty beer bottle. They clink in protest but thankfully non break, just roll beneath the bottom bunk.

"But there is a sorority of only four and we have four friends in our group!"

Denki decides now is a good time to face time them. Kirishima answers first with a shout that he's gonna step outside, the roaring party and flashing lights die behind the shutting door while Bakugou is illuminated by the light of his screen glaring into the camera while a meek looking girl hides.

"This better be fucking good." Bakugou growls.

After an hour and a half of screaming Denki finally convinces Bakugou that sharing a house with the three of them as opposed to a rando was a much better idea. Reminding him that he had done it for three years in highschool surely he could last two more. He agrees but refuses to help argue with the dean meanwhile Kirishima is GLOWING with excitement over the idea formulating with his sober mind the best way to handle the notorious harsh Dean.

It takes petitions, several meetings and almost til the spring break to come down to this, the final meeting. Bakugou, who has attended every meeting and true to his word has said nothing. Denki nervous as a sinner in church, Sero who's sweating bullets and Kirishima all sit in the room with the board, treasury and the Dean in a final meeting of sorts.

Kirishima gulps and before he can explain the benefits the frat will have to offer the Dean stops him with a simple show of his hand. Taking a report from the secretary of treasury to look over, he just needed the monetary excuse to back up his favorite word.

"No." He clears his throat, "Unfortunately funds are too low to be able to support another fraternity." The Dean leaves it at that not even bothering to offer they join something preexisting.

Three of the four men accept defeat, mentally communicating that they did a good job trying. But the fourth man dreamed of his own room, of his own space to do as he pleased. And all without threat of being charged with murder. Although the fourth man would never admit that the reason he spoke up wasn't totally about the room, it was the look of defeat, anguish on his friends faces that had the room heating up a degree or two and smelling heavily of boiling sugar.

"Oi, toupee." The hot head let's his seat fall back to all fours, fixing the Dean a withering look, "You said something about not enough money huh?"

The Dean swallows thickly carefully thinking out his next sentence.

"Why, Yes its…." Bakugou interrupts before the Dean can even finish his thought.

"Pretty sure I'm the reason this campus is gonna be swarming with fucking no name extras next year." Katsuki's smile widens as his hand pops, "If you deny this request with the money I'm making you then I'll participate in the university sports festival with another college's across my fucking chest."

The Dean visibly sweats, Bakugou really was a hard student to land. His brash attitude and unapologetic behavior was popular among the younger generation bringing with it an influx of applicants and donations. It hadn't even been 24 hours since his announcement did it crash the admin and donation site. He panics, not even sure if there is any real estate available on or around campus in order for him to legally allow this fraternity to flourish. As if reading his mind the secretary of grounds offers him a file, an old run down home within a decent walking distance of the main campus. The Dean exhales the breath he didn't realize he was holding.

"Let's not act so rash. It has just come to my attention that we have some extra funding to be able to purchase a place for you all…" He looks over the file, he hopes this is enough to placate the hot head, "But it will need some old fashioned sweat equity, if we can secure it. The town has been kind enough to offer us first dibs to real estate within a certain radius of campus and if they like our offer you hardworking men will have your 'Alpha Kappa Wholesome home."

"They better like your offer." Is all Bakugou says before standing, "We get the keys in a month, got it?"

He doesn't give the Dean time to rebuttal, he just leaves while the other shocked three follow suit. It isn't until they are in the courtyard does their excitement hit them all at once.

"HOLY SHIT BAKUBRO ALWAYS COMING IN ON THE FUCKING KLUTCH!" Denki shouts, tackling Bakugou into a hug, Sero and then Kirishima wrap their arms around the yelling hot head who threatens to blow them up.

"I owe you a fucking drink!" Kirishima shouts lifting the group and twirling them

"OI OI OI SHITTY HAIR PUT ME DOWN!"

After that promised drink and a month of waiting the four musketeers stand before their new home. The house is trashed, easily a short sale of a foreclosure as the rent went higher but their wages stayed low. The amount of work to make this place semi decent was going to be astronomical at best.

Bakugou is thoroughly unimpressed, scoffing as Denki runs up the porch. The vision is clear in the electric blonde's head. The massive porch is clean, with a swing and some chairs, string lights hanging from the wooden ceiling while the half wrapped around, second story porch is draped in endless artificial star light cloaking the house in cozy warmth.

Dneki opens the front door and plume of dust rushes out around him, the other two follow suit. Taking the steps two at a time as they rush into the house. Harsh garnet stares after them before glancing at their luggage. He decides to leave it all stepping inside.

Their imaginations run rampant as they stand beneath the large archway to the main living room while Bakugou begins to second guess opening his mouth. That or getting more money from the Dean. Before displeasure can leave the hot head his friends turn to face him, their eyes shining and smiles stretched wide, wide enough it begins to hurt Bakugou's own cheeks. They encourage him to step into the home more, telling him what will go where. For a moment his smile is soft, tender as he looks at these three idiots seeing the bright side of everything before he steels back into his normal self.

"Oi! Quick acting all googly eyed. We've got a lot of work to do and a lot of fucking money to raise."

The four friends spend majority of their spring term picking rooms and doing basic cleaning. Bringing only one of the two full bathrooms up to par, trying their best to keep up with the old big house. Even after all of them picked their rooms there were still three bedrooms and a den with a door left. They brain stormed adding recruits but Bakugou shot the idea down despite Sero being elected the president of the frat.

Spring boils into summer, bringing with it the promise of cold hard cash. Bake sales and lunch deals thanks to Bakugou's cooking skills brought in a large amount of income, so did the odd jobs Kirishima, Denki, and Sero found themselves doing. Still they find themselves short.

"Shirtless carwash!" Denki announces earning a glare from Bakugou. Kirishima pipes up before the idea is blasted sky high.

"Think of the money man. The community around here is soccer mom's and freshly graduated college kids and I don't know about yall but when I go for a run or hit up the corner store after a good run I'm being stared at."

"That's a valid point Bakugou. I've seen how they flock to you for baked goods, they've been staring at your arms and eyes man." Sero adds voting yes to the idea making it three to one.

Just as Kirishima said, woman and even some men, flock to the area for a car wash. Some even coming back twice in one day! The cash flow is good but still a bit lacking. Denki wipes the sweat from his brow as he wonders how they will get enough to be able to get decent light fixtures and a working fridge in the dorm. Let alone anything aside from a blown up mattress and folding chairs in the living room. He scrolls through his social media on his break and comes across the miracle he has been asking for.

A lovely summer picture of four women in bikinis, three of them his housemates have lived with before. Mina Ashido, Jiro Kyoka, Ochako Uraraka, and then there is the new woman, you.

But what makes the picture that much sweeter isn't even the content itself, no it's that gorgeous caption just beneath it.

"BASIC BITCH CAR WASH! Help us raise money for an apartment so our sorority doesn't get disbanded!"

An idea formulates in the electric blondes head so quickly he thinks sparks fly from his ears. A dangerous smile forms on Denki Kaminari's lips.

#bakugo x reader #bakugou x reader #bnha x reader #bakugou katsuki #bnha au #bnha college au #bnha wholesome frat au

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milkacchan · 4 years

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Bakusquad x reader shits

This is all aged up bc like, I want nsfw during this but they're like 16 so ion wanna you know

Like yeah kids fuck in highschool but still

I'm def gonna make a part 2 in this

• You transferred during your second year to UA, from out of the country, specifics weren't important. Bottom line is, you didnt know them as long as they've known eachother. This equals immediate inferiority.

• You do not feel like you are in the position to ask, suggest, or give input on ANYTHING at ANY point.

• Mina would befriend you first 😌 she's fascinated by your quirk. Utterly fascinated. You have a pretty strong quirk, one that needs proper training, which is why you transferred to UA.

•Jirou follows

• Kirishima and Kaminari follows after Jirou and eventually so does Bakugou.

• They think you're so cool????????? Bakugou refuses to admit it but he respects you.

• Want to hear all about your country and what your daily routine was there.

• You tutor them in english. It seems to be particularly hard for them to grasp.

• Bakugou calls your Japanese pathetic, because well, it kind of is. You remind him that the transfer was very short notice and you didnt have a lot of time to study it.

• He (happily) tutors you on it

• Movie nights are a big thing. You just watch whatever they pick out. Again, you don't feel like you have a say. Nor should you.

• You love being around them, yeah, they make you laugh all the time and its refreshing that you made friends so quickly. But you have a lot of anxiety too, so sometimes you have to step away, which tends to make the inferiority worse.

• They're always understanding when you have to skip a night, they dont understand to the full extent bc you dont tell them (Bakuhoe understands a lit quicker than they do) so it's on you.

• You hang out with exchange students from your country a LOT so bakusquad gets jelly

• "How was the movie last night guys."

"It was fine I guess. How was YOUR night."

"????"

• They won't admit it tho lmaoo

• They understand but definitely ask for your reason

• You say bc its easy to talk to them. It's like a little taste of home since you share the same culture and you can be a lot more touchy w them since it's not taboo where you are like it is in japan

• "NO WHAT"

• "YOU CAN HUG US TOO???"

• "FUCK PLEASE HUG US TF"

• They jus want cuddles and they RELISH in them when you deliver

• BOOM SIDE HUGS

• BEHIND HUGS

• FRONT HUGS

• GOODNIGHT KISSES TO THE BROS

• Y'all are just vibing

• When they FINALLY figure out your inferiority complex (why you sometimes dip 'going to bed' headass)

• Dude they're all over you. Making sure that you knew that you were equal to them. They literally remind you every day.

• Gradually work you up to actually suggesting ideas or arguing against something.

• Anyway, they love hanging out with you (Bakugou never admits it. He totally dotes on you too tho. Bakumom.)

• LETs YOU PICK MOVIES AND RESTAURANTS BC YOU DIDNT PICK ANY BEFORE

• will die for you

• Lmaoo they do NOT fuck around when it comes to you. They all know you've got a sensitive side (though you normally dont show when things are wrong or when things have gotten to you. You just keep the same smile yanno) and EVEN THOUGH you got it on wraps how you show feelings, they know. They know when some asshole hurt your feelings and they will DRAG whoever the fuck did it.

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neighborhood-houseplant · 3 years

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Katsuki Bakugo x Reader

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Pairing: Katsuki Bakugo x Reader

Pronouns: Female Pronouns (She/Her)

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Katsuki was a confident boy. Most people would agree he was too confident. And throughout his time in middle school, people would always tell him how amazing his quirk was. He had fought many people outside of school grounds and all of them ended in less than two minutes.

This confidence carried with him into UA. He again aced quirk tests and fought people in the sports festival, he had won those matches until he fought (Y/n). The girl was strong and had amazing reflexes as well as fighting techniques and he wondered how he hadn't noticed her before.

She had been one of his classmates since the beginning of the school year. (Y/n) was so quiet and shy, that he often forgot she was even there until a teacher would call on her to answer a question, or if a classmate asked her to help with some form of school work.

This completely contrasted with how she acted on the battlefield. Weirdly enough, she was a childhood friend of Momo's. They were equivalent to unstoppable together, both with their cooperation and skillsets.

During the sports festival, he had been paired to fight her. He had an arrogant smirk on his face as he took his place on the platform. This was however wiped off his face when the girl kept dodging his blasts.

He was getting frustrated as the match went on, she kept on hitting him and the crowd was going crazy after his fight with Uraraka. Especially when she got a clean hit in his gut, roundhouse kicking him right after. He grabbed her shirt, accidentally burning off some of it off, exposing her toned stomach.

He then let out a huge blast, throwing her out of bounds, but was shocked when she threw something at him blasting him out off the arena as well. However, he won as she had been out of bounds, mere milliseconds before him.

At the end of the fight, they both walked up to the stands together as other students took place for their matches. She congratulated him on his win, commenting how cool it was how he controlled his blasts so well. This had made him slightly happy, though he did not tell her this.

Once the two had reached the stands, he had noticed how Mineta was gawking at her and she was shifting uncomfortably. He ended up giving her his shirt, with his black tank top underneath. He felt a sense of pride when he noticed how it was too big for her, hanging off her slightly. He however didn't get to focus on this long as Kirishima remarked how it was, "So manly!"

He soon after began talking to her more, trying to get her to take part in group activities that she would have normally avoided like the plague. Even going as far as to allow her to call him by his first name. The two ultimately became best friends. The two were inseparable, one was always with the other.

This brought us to today. Classes had ended for the day as students were packing their bags and picking up their homework from Aizawa's desk. Bakugou stood next to (Y/n)'s desk as she was packing her bag, holding two copies of the homework. He handed one to her as she finally fastened her backpack.

"You done or what?" He asked, feeling slightly impatient, and wanting to leave the stuffy classroom. "Yeah, let's go." (Y/n) spoke, throwing her backpack over her shoulder as they said their goodbyes, leaving the building.

As they reached the gates, the two continued down the road together. "Katsuki, don't you live that way?" asked the girl, pure confusion and a slight hint of anxiousness lacing her tone that Katsuki, unfortunately, picked up on.

"Yeah, and? I just happened to be going this way dumbass." He clicked his tongue at her. She sighed and let the comfortable silence envelop them. Suddenly, her phone dinged, notifying her that she had a message. Her eyes quickly scanned over the text. "Mom wants me to pick up some things for dinner tonight. Well, I have to go Katsuki, See you tomorrow."

"Hold on a minute, I'm coming with you." He rolled his eyes at her. "Goodness knows you'll do something to screw something up." The two soon reached the grocery store as (Y/n) picked up a basket going along the aisles. She placed Pasta, tomatoes, onions, vegetable oil, rice eggs, and a carton of milk in the cart before heading up to the register, Katsuki at her heels.

After paying for the items, the cashier handed her a bag containing the items, as she thanked him and left the store with Katsuki. "Oi, dumbass, give me one of the bags." She nodded and handed him one of the bags, thanking him, placing her bag on the ground, and storing one of the bags using her quirk as he handed her the second as she did the same to it. Finally, she resituated the bag on her back as they resumed the walk.

The closer they got to the said house, Katsuki noticed how (Y/n) became more fidgety. "What's wrong?" He asked with an oddly calm voice. "It's nothing, I-" she got cut off as a group of three boys, probably their age walked towards her. She let out an irritated sigh, before glancing in his direction.

"What do you want, Haru?" She seemed uninterested. "Oh, nothing. Just wondering who your little friend is. I'm surprised you even have any!" He let out a crazed cackle, his friends following soon after. Katsuki opened his mouth, already getting irritated with this guy. He would've said something he probably would've regretted it (Y/n) hadn't spoked first.

"Who he is isn't your business, now if you'll excuse me, I have somewhere to be, unlike you harassing highschoolers." Then turning on her heel and continuing down the path. It would've been left at that, if the boy Haru, hadn't followed them, intent on making (Y/n) lose her temper.

"Oh come now, I just wanted to greet an old friend, (Y/n)." He spoke in an irritating tone of voice. "Don't call me by my first name, and we aren't friends." She once again rolled her eyes. "You're not wrong, (Y/n), as if I'd want to be friends with a weak quirked idiot like you." He spoke again, soon coming to regret his words.

Just like that, Katsuki's patience was gone. He whipped around to glare at the boys, his eyes hard and angry. "Scram, before I blast you to hell!" He held his hand up, small explosions emitting from his palms. This however didn't seem to discourage Haru.

"Or what? What are your fireworks going to do?" The most taunting grin plastered across his disgusting face. Just like that, he realized just how badly he screwed up. Bakugo lunged at him, much bigger and stronger explosions coming from his palms.

He would've beat up the kid Haru right there and then if (Y/n) hadn't grabbed his arm, "Ignore him, Katsuki. He's not worth your time or effort." This luckily calmed down Katsuki effectively, as he lowered his outstretched hand.

Haru was on the ground, a terrified look on his face. His so-called 'friends' had left him behind as soon as Katsuki moved towards them. "You damn extra, if you ever try anything with (Y/n), I'll end you." Katsuki glared at Haru, as the boy ran off.

As they resumed their walk to (Y/n)'s house, Katsuki spoke up. "Why didn't you tell me you were getting bullied?" He sounded almost hurt that she'd kept this from him. "I just didn't see the point, I mean, if I couldn't handle a few bullies, how would I become a hero?" (Y/n) said, her eyes downcast.

"Everyone needs help once in a while, just tell me next time. If they mess with you, they're messing with me, alright?" Slight gentleness in his tone. The girl nodded at him. "Okay." They soon reached their destination.

"Katsuki, why don't you come inside? I'm sure my parents would love to have you over for dinner." She glanced at him, awaiting a response. The boy carelessly nodded, making it seem like he didn't care, but he was happy she even wanted him to enter her home. He removed his shoes, placing them next to (Y/n)'s.

"I'm home!" She called into the house. Her mother picked her head out of the kitchen. "Hi dear, you brought a friend over? That's nice." Bakugo's eyes trailed to (Y/n), who was blushing in embarrassment. She hurriedly changed the subject. "I brought the groceries." She spoke removing the bags from the little void, placing the bags on the counter.

"Thank you, your father should be home shortly, You and your friend can go upstairs, I'll call you down for dinner later." Taking the bags from the girl, and sending the two out of the kitchen.

Leading Katsuki to her room, (Y/n) placed her backpack near her desk, as Katsuki did the same. She sat on her bed, motioning for Katsuki to do the same as he threw himself on the bed, letting out a dramatic sigh., as they both started giggling.

The two began doing their homework, occasionally asking one another their opinion on their answer. After what felt like ages, really only being an hour, (Y/n)'s mother called them downstairs for dinner. "Hey you two, come down for dinner." Katsuki watched in slight amusement as (Y/n) hurriedly stood up.

As the four sat on the dinner table, (Father's name) spoke up. "So, who's your little friend?" He eyed Bakugo suspiciously. "His name is Katsuki Bakugo." (Y/n) spoke up. "Well I must say, he's quite a catch." (Mother's name) said in a playful tone, causing both Katsuki and (Y/n) to blush heavily.

It then started to rain. "Katsuki looks like you'll have to stay over for the night." (Y/n) said. "Look like it." He spoke, pulling out his phone to text his mother. After he put it away, (Y/n) stood up, collecting the empty plates with her mother.

The two were in the kitchen, washing dishes as Katsuki and (Father's name) were bonding over their love of working out. When (Y/n) came back, she gestured to Katsuki to come with her to go to bed. The two excused themselves and left.

(Y/n) placed a futon on her floor. "You take the bed and I'll sleep on the floor." Eventually, the two fell asleep, well (Y/n) did anyway. Katsuki was tossing and turning, smiling fondly to himself at how welcoming (Y/n)'s parents were. His mind went back to when they were eating, how flustered he'd gotten about (Mother's name)'s offhand comment. Then it hit him.

"(Y/n) you dumbass, you made me fall for you." He whispered to himself, falling asleep.

#katsuki x reader #fluff #action #epicpinkaholic #mha #bnha

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cindernovadoesart · 2 years

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Time to make a self insert for MHA thanks to watch MorallyGrey’s TikTok’s (aka Cece the Councilor)

okay so Name: Cinder Nova (or basically what she says her name is) Age:17 soon to be 18 Height: 172 cm Hair Color: like kirishima dyes it bright vibrant red or sometimes will have a earthy orange (original color is a light to medium brunette.) Hair length: well it’s thick hair but it at least medium length maybe a little shorter with right side swept bangs. Eye color: blue with slight silver and gray tones Body type: Curvy, pear shaped. Quirk: Empath

The user can see auras of many colors that represent the emotions of others around. Quirk is similar the Ms. Counselor in the way as it can’t turn off. Her draw back is that the longer or the heavier the emotions in the room are the more she is likely to express that emotion dramatically. Like if she were to be in class 1-A’s classroom and everyone is expressing or sharing the same emotions or if one person is expressing let’s say anxiousness she will act out on that in the most extremes. Hasn’t found anything to dull the quirk at all.

She is a student but not at UA, she just is at a normal Highschool currently and is currently working towards becoming a counselor for the rehab for villains but that does not mean that she’s not involved with UA. Knew Sato and Kota for a bit, constant run ins with Kirishima (hair dye stuff) and Tokoyami, and hangs out with Ururaka sometimes.

She has had the blessing of not knowing todoroki, midorya, and bakugou.

Is less fortunate when with villains. She’s had a few run ins with Stain, but since she‘s like, not a hero or aiming to be one currently, he’s left her alone (besides she always seemed to bump into him like before attacking a hero), she’s run in with twice once, and he wasn’t bothering anyone and she just left him alone.

#mha oc #mha self insert

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shotokimchi · 4 years

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Promise (Dad!Kirishima x Fem!Reader)

A/N: Kirishima was your first love and when you had to leave, he fucked up but he is going to win you back!

"Daddy, wake up!" when he opened his eyes, Mizuki was sitting on top of him, squeezing his cheeks. "Daddy come on! You are gonna be late for work!" Kirishima finally managed to open his eyes and looked at his daughter, she was already in her white dress that had daisies on it. He smiled at his daughter and looked at her beautiful crimson eyes. Her hair color was pink just like her mothers, her teeth werent like his but her eyes were just like his. "Im up, sunshine." He smiled and Mizuki gave him a kiss on the cheek "Im waiting for you in the kitchen, daddy." then she left, she was just 7 but she was acting like an adult, she was always so mature but kind and loving at the same time. Kirishima looked at the door that her daughter closed and sighed he quickly took a shower and got dressed. Then he looked at the time and gasped 7.45 am ?! he had 15 minutes then his phone rang and he looked at the contact info "Y/N" his heart started to beat faster. You were his one and only L/N Y/N, his highschool crush... His dream was becoming a hero and having you by his side, now he was a hero and you were always by his side but thats not how he wanted to and he was going to change that.

Everything happened in your second year in U.A, your father was running a business in America and you were staying with your mother in Japan but your father wanted his family next to him. You got in an argument with him, your mother knew how hard you worked , you were a successful student, Mr.Aizawa was hopeful about your future, life was perfect with your loving friends, your high grades but he was the main reason why you worked so hard. His name was Kirishima Eijiro, you had a crush on him since the first year of U.A high. Your sunshine... Everyone knew what was happening between you two and your friends supported you till the end. One day when you were listening to Present Mic's lecture the door of your classroom suddenly opened and Principal Nezu called you, you could feel the confused looks your classmates gave you. You quietly stood up and followed him, Kirishima was worried. When Principal Nezu opened the door of his office you saw your father sitting there with your mother, at first you were so happy to see them "Father! You came back from America?!" He smiled, but then he got serious, Principal told you to sit down and started to tell you that your parents were going to move to America and they wanted you to come with them. You were furious you talked about this before and told them that you wanted to stay at U.A but now Principal Nezu was trying to explain that people need to make hard decisions sometimes. You started to cry... You were going to leave everything behind, what about him? Your sunshine? Then the door opened and Mr.Aizawa appeared, he wasnt pleased by the information of you leaving, he tried to convince your parents but it didnt work. When you heard the bell rang you got up, bowed to Principal Nezu and started to walk towards your classroom then you heard All Might, he was jogging towards you, he gave you a hug and told you to work harder. He knew how determined and strong you were "Young L/N, never give up, we trust you especially Mr.Aizawa." you gave a weak smile and started to walk again, he sighed and tought *You are strong L/N.* when you arrived your classmates immediately walked towards you, you tried to explain that you needed to leave for your fathers job and all of a sudden you broke down... You were crying while Momo was patting your back and Uraraka was hugging you. Thats when Kirishima stepped in the classroom. He saw you and his eyes widened, your red eyes bc of crying, shiny tears... He tought that you got hurt, he ran towards you and kneeled in front of you. Your body acted on its own, you wrapped your arms around his neck and cried. "E-eijiro..." This was the first time that you called him by his first name, his eyes met yours "I dont w-wanna..." you were trying to speak between your loud sobs, everyone got more worried. "Hey... Its okay Y/N, take your time." He smiled and squeezed you. "I dont wanna leave..." He leaned back and looked at your eyes "You dont wanna leave?" he asked, you started to explain everything that happened, when you finished his brows were furrowed, he clenched his teeth, the love of his life were... Leaving? "W-what? You are going to live there?" You nodded and looked at the floor. No one wanted you to leave. After packing your things in your dorm, everyone was gathered in the common room to give you warm hugs, even Bakugou was there. When you hugged everyone, you looked at your sunshine... His eyes were glued to the floor you knew he was trying so hard to not to cry, you walked towards him and took his hands, he didnt wanted to cry while you were leaving "My sunshine..." his eyes widened, you never called him that. Yes, he knew that both of you were crushing on eachother but it was just flirting, shy smiles and gettin protective. Tears started fall from his eyes "How can you look so manly and beautiful while crying?" You smiled and his cheeks were getting warmer. "I promise you, i will work hard for you then im going to come back." He looked at you, you were tearing up too... "Y/N..." his voice was trembling, "Im going to work hard too... Im going to be the strongest so please count on me!" his tears were falling to his shirt, you smiled between your tears and hugged him. Everyone was silent it was like a scene from a sad movie. Kirishima closed his eyes, then he felt something soft on his cheek, when he realized that you pecked his cheek, his eyes started to shine and a small smile appeared on his lips. "Thats better." you said and smiled back. "Keep texting me ok?" he asked and you nodded then you took your suitcase and left the building. Ofc he cried...

Then everything started to get complicated, you were attending to a prestigious school in America but it wasnt lively like U.A everyone looked so cold and fake. You finished highschool with high grades and the texts you sent to Kirishima started to get shorter and shorter. He understood that you were having a hard time with college and stuff so he respected you but being so far away from you was hard for him. When you felt like you were going to give up you always remembered the promise that you made *Im going to work hard then come back.* that promise always boosted your energy. It was the same for Kirishima, he always tought about the promise he made and worked harder to become a strong hero.

One day, when you were taking a walk with your mother at a park, you accidentally dropped your phone in the lake and bought a new phone, your contact list was gone but luckily the girls wanted your number by messaging your social media accounts. The texts that you send to Kirishima were pretty short and propably once a month, it was the same for him. When you were talking with Uraraka on the phone she accidentally let something slip from her mouth and that crashed you. "Y/N look, you know having a long distance crush is very difficult and since both of you have goals you cant start a relationship but Kirishima has female friends and they are kinda affecting him..." You were broken, Uraraka panicked bc of the silence and you asked "Who?" she gulped and said "Mina..." you froze, Uraraka explained that theres nothing going on between them but she had some suspicions about Mina having a crush on him and she told you that Mina loved you but feelings couldnt be controlled. Their relationship was affecting him bc they were close but you were so far away... Your college was in America and your father didnt let you leave, you really needed to see your friends, ask about Mina and Kirishima's relationship, Kiri was your sunshine and you trusted him. After gathering your courage you decided to call Mina...

Kirishima was sitting on the couch with Kaminari and Bakugou, Mina was in the kitchen and Sero was sitting on the floor. "Come on Mina, we already chose the movie!" Kaminari yelled. Mina came with a bowl of popcorn and looked at the guys. "Umm where am i gonna sit?" she asked, Kirishima was sandwiched between his friends. "Tch, on the floor." Bakugou replied with a cold tone. When you left, Bakugou made a silent promise to himself to support his buddy but Kiri being close with Mina was pissing him off because he knew you were working hard for him, Bakugou didnt told anyone but he was texting you sometimes and you always told him that you were working hard and trying to come back, he felt so mad. While you were working your ass off, Kiri was having fun with Mina and making things complicated for both of them. Bakugou once said "What are you trying to do, shitty hair? Dont you love L/N or somethin' why are you letting Racoon eyes flirt with you? If you want to be a hero keep your promises first." He didnt mean to be harsh but someone needed to warn Kiri. Kirishima sighed and said "Dont be rude bakubro!" and smiled. Mina started to push Kaminari and he sat on the floor then she sat next to Kiri and put her legs on his lap, Bakugou made an unpleased noise. Just then, Mina's phone rang and it was on the floor, Kaminari quickly looked at the contact info and said "It's Y/N!" the blood drained from her face and Kirishima's heart stopped. Mina quickly grabbed the phone and excused herself. Kirishima was frozen on the couch, Bakugou looked at his friend and sighed... Mina quickly closed the door and answered "Hello Y/N?" when you heard her voice your heart started to beat faster, you didnt wanted to accept the fact that she was gettin intimate with him. "Mina, i need to ask you something." Mina gulped normally your voice was always energetic but now it was irritated and cold. "Are you dating with Kirishima?" her heart stopped the next question only made her panic more "Do you like him?" her throat was dry, hands were cold and mind was spinning. Kaminari got up and started bite his nails he looked at Kirishima, his eyes were on the floor, his was avoiding eye contact. Bakugou smirked, he was proud of you but he was mad at the same time how could something like this happen? You guys made a promise and Kiri didnt even bother to tell you that he was flirting with Mina. "Uh... Should i go and check on her?" Sero asked. "Shut up and sit." Bakugou replied then they heard Mina scream and she got louder, they all panicked except Bakugou. On the other hand your voice was trembling with anger "WHY DIDNT YOU TELL ME THAT YOU WERE FLIRTING WITH HIM?!" you were yelling at this point "WHILE YOU GUYS WERE GETTING LOVEY DOVEY, I WAS TRICKING MYSELF WITH STUPID ASS FAKE PROMISES THAT WE MADE!" you started to cry... Mina was only gettin louder cuz she didnt had the right to defend herself then she hung up on you. You broke down and started to cry, on the other line Mina started to tear up too. 10 minutes later Mina came out of the room 4 pair of eyes were looking at her with curiousity. She didnt said anything and started the movie then Bakugous phone got a notification and he got up. It was from you, he sighed and started to head towards the kitchen but Kirishima stopped him, Kiri had an anxious look in his eyes but it looked like regret too. "Watch the god damn movie im coming shitty hair." then he left, Kiri was looking at the TV but his mind was a complete mess he was making theories. Bakugou opened his phone and saw your name on it, he sighed and looked at the message that you sent to him.

You: Bakugou, i called Mina, i know i promised you that i was going to be strong and work hard but i cant take it anymore. Mina confirmed the fact that she was having some sort of thing with Kiri and i dont know,i feel so weak.

Bakugou: Dont feel weak bc of people, never. If you wanna make them regret it, stay strong.Dont forget that. Shitty Hair is the one who broke the promise isnt he? Why do you feel weak, he should be the one who's feeling weak. Stupid y/n what am i gonna do with you huh?

You: Bakugou, thank you. Im gonna get stronger and when i come back, lets eat some spicy food, ok?

A small smile appeared on his face and he sighed.

Bakugou: You better get stronger, its a promise now. Dont chicken out cuz when you say spicy i expect something spicy.

You looked at your phone and smiled, having someone strong like Bakugou as a friend was such a blessing. Bakugou on the other hand sat on the couch and he had a genuine smile on his face. His friends started to look at him with surprised eyes and he gave them a 'the fuck you want?' look then continued to watch the movie.

One year later...

You opened your mail box and saw an invitation, you looked at it, it was written 'Midoriya x Uraraka Wedding Invitation' on it, “THEY ARE GETTING MARRIED?!” You screamed and called Uraraka, she said that she really wanted to see you on her wedding with Deku. Everyone missed you so much and since it was an important event your father would porpably let you go. You quickly asked for permission and he said yes. You quickly looked for a dress then found a gorgeous royal blue dress and silver earings with a necklace. Your father quickly booked you a room from a luxurious hotel and you packed your things. Your flight was comfortable, when you came to the airport you saw Momo and Shoto, Momo ran towards you with teary eyes and hugged you, Shoto gave you a warm hug and took your suitcase. Your friends knew about the fight with Mina so they made a plan to keep you away from eachother. You were going to be with Momo, Jiro and Uraraka while she was going to be with Tsuyu and Hagakure for the most of the time. Shoto and Momo dropped you at your hotel and gave you some time to relax. You quickly took a shower and layed on the queen sized bed. The wedding was at 7.00 pm so you set an alarm to 5.00 pm and decided to take a nap. A phone call woke you up, it was from Jiro she asked you if were ready or not and you quickly started to dress up then you got a call from the front desk saying that you have a visitor. It was Momo, when she saw you she let out a gasp "Y/N, you are beautiful!" you smiled and she started to design your hair. Then you helped Momo wih her make up and quickly left the hotel, Shoto was waiting outside. When you got in the car, your stomach started to burn Kirishima was going to be there... After the fight you didnt had a conversation with him and blocked him. Momo sensed your anxiety and held your hand.

Kirishima didnt had a clue, he didnt know that y/n was coming, so many things happened in a year. He asked Mina if she wanted to be his partner for the rest of his life but he didnt proposed, he tought it was too early and he couldnt get someone out of his mind 'y/n'. Whenever he tought about her, his heart started to beat faster and faster. His mind was a mess, he was trying so hard to move on with Mina but his heart was always telling him the opposite. He wore a tuxedo and put a crimson rose on his suit. Bakugou was gettin ready at the bathroom. Then he saw his bro's phone on the bed, a notification popped up, he quickly grabbed the phone, then he saw it. 'Message from y/n: Baku im on my way with Mo and Sho!" He stopped breathing and threw the phone to the bed. Just then Bakugou came out and when he saw a pale Kiri, he got worried. "The hell Shitty Hair? You saw a murder or somethin?" Kiri gulped and shook his head. "Hahaha, you are funny bro, come on lets go!" he started to make new theories his best friend and y/n were... talking? Were they...? No. Bakugou wouldnt do that to him. Bakugou grabbed his phone and looked at the message, he smiled to himself and left the house with Kiri.

"Y/N!" Ojiro walked towards you, "Ojiro-san! Oh, its been so long how are you?" you started to chat and he showed you the table that reserved for class A. When you walked towards the table you saw your friends Kaminari, Tokoyami, Hagakure, the others and... Mina. You made eye contact for a second then she averted her eyes. "Y/N, you look amazing!" Hagakure said. You thanked then had a little chit-chat with her and Tsuyu. "Uh, Kaminari? Where is Bakugou?" You asked and some of your friends looked at you. Kaminari knew that you were close with Bakugou in some way bc he accidentally saw some of your texts and he didnt know that Bakugou could be soft. He was relieved that someone was supporting you. "Dont worry, he is on his way!" he said. Then Momo came and took a seat next to you, all of a sudden she took your hands in hers and you looked at her. "Y/N, calm down and slowly stand up okay?Bakugou is here... with Kirishima." Your eyes widened, Momo saw your expression and squeezed your hand. You stood up turned around and your eyes immediately met with crimson ones but luckily it was Bakugou's and you gave a sigh of relief. He smirked and walked towards you, you smiled. "Hey, how are you Bakugou?" he snorted "I should be the one asking you that." oh Bakugou and his attitude. Then your eyes drifted to his left and you stopped breathing, Bakugou quickly saw the change on your face and turned around, Kirishima was standing behind him with wide shiny eyes. You quickly averted your eyes and sat down. Bakugou grabbed Kiri's wrist and they sat down. Your friends were chatting to ease the tension but you were looking at your hands in your lap a waiter came and offered you some wine, when you started to sip it Mina started to tell Tsuyu about her wedding plans and you stopped on your tracks. Bakugou was watching you carefully. "Kiri and i are thinking of something simple, he still thinks its early but we have plans for our future." what... future...? Everyone went silent and Tsuyu nodded at Mina, then she turned at you and asked "By the way Y/N how was America? Are you seeing someone at the moment, you are pretty succesful and beautiful." Your father introduced you to his business partners sons but you always tought about Kirishima. *Ok then lets play dirty Kiri.* you tought and started to talk "Well, America is good but Japan has a special place in my heart, also yeah there are some guys that my father introduced me to and im not so sure yet but there is one..." you trailed of and gave a side glance to Kirishima, he was directly looking at you. Well you lied, you refused all of those guys but you wanted Kirishima to get hurt (emotionally ofc) "Oh my, foreign guys are interesting arent they?" Hagakure giggled and you decided to go with the flow so you nodded and giggled back. Kirishima was squeezing his fists, he hid them under the fancy table and clenched his teeth. He had a big ache in his heart. Then all of a sudden someone touched your shoulder and you turned "Hey, hey, hey Y/N!" your eyes widened "Fatgum!" you stood up and hugged him, he patted your shoulder. "How's your father doing huh? When are you going to move here?" he asked, you smiled and huffed "Well he wants me to work at his hero agency." Fatgum furrowed his brows and opened his mouth "You know Y/N, the crime rate in America is higher than Japan, you have a strong quirk and i really need someone like you in my agency, why dont you work with me?" Kirishima's breath hitched in his throat and quickly looked at you "Oh, well if my father lets me then why not?" Kiri's eyes shined so Fatgum's "He is my old friend dont worry i will convince him!" he laughed and left than you sat down and met with Momo's confused face. She whispered in your ear "Y/N, Kirishima is going to work at his agency..." Your eyes widened then you started to think, you were going to accept his offer and took revenge from Kirishima, he was going to see your face everyday and you were going to do everything you could to make him suffer. "Its okay Momo, i got this." You winked at her and she gave a worried smile. Then the lights go off and you saw Uraraka and Midoriya, they danced and started to talk with the guests, Uraraka quickly saw the table for Class A and ran towards you, you stood up and hugged her "Y/N, you came!" she was getting emotional so do you, "I cant miss this now, can i?" you both giggled and Midoriya appeared "Welcome back Y/N!" you smiled and said "I'm home..." then everyone at your table looked at you with wide eyes, you just made your decision in 5 minutes, you were going to stay at Japan. "Y-you are staying here?!" Uraraka almost shouted and you nodded. "Well, i saw Fatgum and he made an offer so... Guess im movin here!" Uraraka started to tear up and you hugged her "Hey! No crying, beautiful lady!" she laughed and squeezed you tighter. They continued to talk with other guests and Jiro turned at you "We should celebrate this Y/N!" Tsuyu and Momo nodded. "Hey, what about us?" Kaminari whined. "No boys allowed!" Jiro frowned at him. After the wedding Shoto dropped you at your hotel and you quickly made a phone call, your father answered the phone and you started to tell him about the wedding and Fatgum, when he heard his close friends name he laughed and started to listen carefully, you told him about his offer and he went silent, he told you that he needed to talk with Fatgum and hung up. You sighed and layed on your bed.

Two years later...

You woke up and took a quicky shower, it has been two years and you started to work at Fatgums' agency, he always supported you and told you to do your best. Magically, he managed to convince your father telling him the rising crime rate at America and how Japan is safer. So many things happened in two years Kirishima and Mina got married, Uraraka was pregnant and you were pretty popular in the agency, everyone was talking about how strong you were but it didnt matter because it has been 5 months... Kirishima and Mina were married for 5 months and it hurted like hell ofc you didnt showed up at their wedding and Uraraka told you that the tension at the wedding was pretty thick but that was none of your business. You quickly got in your car and drove towards the agency, you only talked with Kirishima during the missions and it was obvious that he wanted to talk to you but you always took a step back and ignored him, whenever you called his name bc of paperwork, his eyes shined like a little boys. It was weird, he was married so why was he making things complicated for you?

Kirishima was getting ready for work but he didnt wanted to go, yesterday was terrible. He was having problems with Mina since the day they got married. Mina was always attacking him with "You dont love me Eijiro!" and "Do you still love her?!" or "If you are confused why did you wanted to marry me?!". But yesterday was terrible. When he came home from work, Mina was sitting at their couch with a plastic thing in her hand, she told Kiri to sit and started to explain that she got... pregnant. Kirishima loved kids but they didnt had a healthy relationship, he was still questioning himself about his feelings and you were working at his agency. He got up and washed his face and Mina started to cry. Ofc they were going to have the child but Kiri was sure now. He never loved Mina, he always wanted a child from you but that was not going to change the fact that the baby in Mina was his and he promised himself to love the baby no matter what. He quickly grabbed his keys and left the apartment. When he arrived at the gate of his agency and parked his car, he saw you. He was trying so hard to melt the ice wall that you created. He quickly jogged towards you "G-good morning!" you looked at him and nodded when you started to walk he followed you and when he opened his mouth to start a conversation his stomach growled loudly. You quickly raised an eyebrow and his face turned red he quickly chuckled and scratched his head you looked at the paper bag in your hand and opened it, he curiously looked at you and you handed him a muffin and a cookie. "F-for me?" he asked, you replied "What do you think?" he smiled and took it "Thank you..."

You quickly sat at your desk and started to write some stuff then a woman came "Lady Magma, the interns are waiting for you." that was your hero name 'Lady Magma' Your quirk was Lava, if you touch an object you can melt it or if you stare at something and activate your quirk it starts to melt and turns to lava. "Im coming." you stood up and left. Kiri looked at your desk and an idea popped in his head. When lunch time came you noticed that you forgot your phone on your desk. When you approached your desk you saw a paper bag and opened it, there was some muffins and donuts in the bag. You raised your eyebrow and noticed the little note 'Enjoy the muffins -Kirishima' You gulped and took a donut, when you had a bite you noticed the falling tears from your eyes. Kiri left early from work and started to head towards Bakugou's house, he sent him a quick text and Bakugou told him that he was on his way. His hands started to tremble just when he was trying to make it up to you, Mina was telling him that she was pregnant. He needed Bakugou's advice. When Bakugou came he saw Kiri sitting on a chair, his hands were pulling his hair. "What happened again, Shitty hair?" he asked but when he saw his friends eyes filled with tears he quickly took of his coat. "Oi Kirishima, why are you crying?" he sat down and Kiri opened his mouth "Mina is pregnant." Katsuki's eyes widened, he didnt know what to say bc Kiri didnt looked happy. "Just when im trying to fix things with Y/N..." the tears continued to fall and thats when Bakugou snapped, Kirishima was his best friend but he needed to be realistic. "How are you trying to fix things with her? Kirishima you broke your promise, you know that right? She trusted you and you wounded her! Then you got married with racoon eyes and you expect your marriage to be good, you dont even love her! Stop living in a dreamland and be realistic for a second, Y/N moved on, even if she still loves you, she managed to move on. You made a mistake so stop playing with her mind and feelings. She is trying to forget you and since your 'WIFE' is pregnant she is going to get sad again, thats enough let Y/N breathe." Then he got up and poured a glass of water. "I dont know what to do..." he looked at Bakugou and sighed. "What do you feel? If you dont love racoon eyes why are you sticking with her? Think carefully Kirishima, im going to take a shower." Then he left. Kirishima closed his eyes and started to think "What do i feel...?" He knew everything, he knew that he was still in love with you but it was too late, he didnt even explained himself in the past but he wasnt happy and he wanted to be happy so he was going to listen to Bakugou.

When he got home Mina was eating cookies and watching a movie. He sat down and closed the TV, Mina looked at her "Mina, we need to talk." her eyes widened bc of Kiri's serious tone. "What are we gonna talk about?" she asked, her stomach started to turn. "I want a divorce." he looked at her and waited for a response then Mina started to shout "Are you going to leave me alone with our child?! I knew it, you never loved me!" Kiri grabbed her arms and pulled her in a hug "Im not going to leave you with our child, im going to love our child no matter what but we cant stay married Mina and you know it. Im tired, i dont wanna lie to myself anymore." her sobs got louder "B-but Eiji, i loved you!" Kirishima took a step back to meet her eyes and said "Mina, lets be honest to ourselves from now on."

You were drinking some coffee with Momo and Uraraka, it was a quiet evening and your friends brought some cakes to eat. When Momo took a sip from her cup she started to speak "Y/N, we heard that Mina is pregnant." You stopped chewing your cake and looked at her, they got married and it was natural that they were having a child but it still hurted. You wanted to built a family... With him... "Oh, congrats." Uraraka and Momo shared a nervous look then Uraraka continued "But... They are getting a divorce." You started to cough and choke on your cake. "Oh god!" Momo quickly patted your back and you chugged down a whole glass of water. "Why?" you asked them with wide eyes. "They had problems from the start, Mina always told us that she was suspicious about Kiri having feelings for you." you stopped breathing. "They are getting a divorce bc of... me?" you asked, you tried to move on but it was your fault??? “No Y/N, ofc not!" Momo interrupted and continued "Mina called me and told me that Kiri was struggling with a problematic marriage and she told me that Kirishima said something like 'I cant lie to myself anymore." or something similar to that, so its Kirishimas fault not yours." You were furious, you were going to give him a piece of his mind, you waited for the girls to left your house.

After an hour of talking, Mina kicked Kirishima out and he was going to stay at Bakugous place. He was thinking about her, the love of his life, Y/N. Everything could be perfect but he ruined it. Then Bakugou came with two cans of beer and sat beside him. When he brought the can to his mouth his phone rang and both men saw the name on Katsuki's phone. "Y/N?" Kirishima looked at his friend and Katsuki shrugged, he pressed 'answer'. "Hey, Katsuki." he heard your voice from the other line "What up?" he replied. "Where the hell is Kirishima?" Kirishima heard his name on the phone and quickly looked at his friend "What is she saying?!" he asked, Katsuki gave him a 'shut up' look and asked "Why? Is it about work?" you started to get more irritated "WHY DO I NEED TO GIVE YOU A REASON WHERE IS HE!" Katsuki's eyes widened and he looked at Kirishima, even he heard her shout. Then Kirishima nodded and Katsuki continued "Hes at my place." then you replied "Ok, im already on my way tell him to come out." Katsuki was dumbfounded what the fuck was happening? "What?! Why are you coming here-" then you hung up "Damn it !" Kirishimas eyes were wide open "Y/N is coming here?!" Katsuki grabbed his shoulders and looked at him in the eyes "She is coming for you and she is furious! You got this!" then he started to shake him "Ya hear me?!" Kirishima was trying to understand the situation but both of them were confused as heck. "W-wait bro, what am i supposed to do?!" he panicked and Katsuki replied "The hell, i dont know?! Just go there and listen to her! She is almost here!" Kirishima quickly brushed his teeth and used one of his bros perfume. He was trying to do some breathing exercises then both of them heard your cars horn. "Ok, go there and stay strong!" Katsuki opened his apartments door and Kirishima nodded.

You leaned onto your car and crossed your arms in front of your chest. Then you saw a stupid redhead walking towards you with a nervous face, your heart clenched in your chest. "H-hey Y/N, how can i help you?" oh his stupid voice, his stupid eyes. You hated him, how he made your heart stop, how he made your cheeks flush, how he made your body shake. Then his eyes widened and you asked "What are you looking at?!" and he slowly gulped "Y/N, you are crying..." Then your eyes widened and you touched your cheeks, why were you crying? He should be the one who was crying! "I-i.... You-!" You started to sob, he didnt know what do all he wanted to do was hug you but he knew that you didnt wanted him to touch you. "Y/N-" , "Stop! Dont even open your mouth and listen to me!" he stopped and waited for you to calm down. "I heard that you are getting a divorce, is that true?" you asked and tried to stay calm "Yes..." he answered "Why?" you asked another question without waiting. "Why are you gettin a divorce it has only been 5 months ?" you even knew how long. "Isnt she pregnant? Shouldnt you be supportive?" Kirishima's heart stopped, you knew that Mina was pregnant? "I cant do it, it doesnt feel right. Im going to be a dad for our child but...", "But what, Kirishima?" he was gettin more nervous "We just cant get along." he gave a short answer. You took a deep breath "Uraraka told me that she was accusing you for having feelings for me." His cheeks started to burn and he saw the sad look in your eyes "I tried to move on, Kirishima i tried... I didnt do anything to you both and you are getting a divorce BECAUSE OF ME?" you started to raise your voice "No! Its not because of you, i cant take it thats why we are getting a divorce!" he raised his voice, he wanted you to listen. "I want answers! WHY DID YOU LEFT ME ?!" your legs started to shake and you were having a hard time trying to stand straight, he immediately tried to hold you but you pushed him "KIRISHIMA TELL ME! WHY DID YOU STOPPED LOVING ME?!I WORKED SO HARD JUST FOR YOU! YOU WERE MY EVERYTHING!" you were crying on the floor, he started to cry and kneeled in front of you, he pulled you into a tight hug, first you struggled and begged him to let you go but he was too strong for you. He waited for you to calm down and started to stroke your hair. When he felt your hands clutching onto his shirt he didnt wanted to let you go and inhaled your scent. "I dont have any excuse, i ruined our future, you were so far away yet worked so hard just for me, Mina and i had a friendship and we just lied to ourselves, i was such a stupid teenager and im still so stupid, on the wedding i kept imagining you walking beside me... I never loved anyone else but you..." he waited for you to say something but when you stayed silent he continued "We started to have fights on the first day of our marriage and she always brought you up saying that i was still in love with you, i never denied it because it was true and she knew that." he sighed "Bakugou always warned me about my desicions but i was keep following my stupid thoughts, even all of our friends were against the idea of us getting married but they stayed silent because they didnt wanted us to think that they are bad." you raised your head and looked at him in the eyes, his eyes were begging for you, it's been so long... you were finally touching him. "Y/N, i want you, i want you to be my partner, i want you to be the mother of our kids, even if you hate me... I love you, you are the only one im thinking about since highschool." you touched his cheek and his eyes started to shine with tears again, he quickly covered your hand with his "I dont hate you Kirishima, you... yes you are stupid!" he laughed and you joined him. "Y/N, please give me a chance and lets build our future." he looked at you with sincere eyes and rested his forehead on yours. "Kiri... Promise me, you are going to do your best." he grabbed your waist and pulled you onto his lap, you let out a yelp and turned red "I promise, sunshine." your heart started to beat faster, you used to call him that. He leaned closer and closer... Then after all these years both of you shared your first kiss. You wrapped your arms around his neck and he squeezed your waist, he didnt wanted to let you go, he finally had you by his side and he promised himself to make you the happiest woman in the world. When you exchanged numbers you gave him a goodnight kiss and left, Bakugou was waiting for him in his living room, he expected to see a sad and broken Kiri but when he returned he had the biggest smile on his face. "Did she hit your head with a metal stick, why you smiling?" Bakugou asked, this dude was crying 45 minutes ago but now he was jumping around like a little boy. Kiri told him everything that happened and Bakugou was happy for his best friend "You better not ruin it this time that stupid Y/N is my friend too, or something like that." Bakugou never admitted loudly but he cared about you he was the one who supported you all this time.

After all this events, Kirishima finally managed to separate his ways with Mina and took Y/N on several dates, the girls were so happy for Y/N and the boys supported their relationship then congratulated Y/N for her patience and keeping up with Kirishima's stupid actions. After some months Mina gave birth to a little baby girl. Kirishima promised to be a caring dad and he rented an apartment for himself. His daughter was really fond of him and he was the sweetest dad ever but sometimes you got jelaous bc you wanted him to be the father of your kids. One day when you were watching an animation with Mizuki, Kirishima suddenly grabbed your hand and dragged you to his kitchen, he wrapped his arms around you and peppered your cheeks with kisses then things started to get intimate and you stopped him "Kiri, Mizuki is here remember?" he smiled, how could you be so thoughtful? You were such an angel, he lifted you and made you sit on the kitchen island, he layed his head on your chest and you started to stroke his hair. Then suddenly Mizuki appeared and you quickly pushed Kirishima, she came with an empty bowl that used to be filled with cookies "Can i have more cookies?" she asked and Kirishima sighed "But didnt Y/N filled that bowl with cookies, dont eat too much." she made puppy dog eyes and you giggled "But i love eating Y/N's cookies!" she whined then looked at you with confused eyes "Why are you sitting up there Y/N?" you quickly remembered what you were doing a minute ago and your cheeks started to burn from embarrasment, Kirishima started to laugh "Why dont you come up and sit on my lap Princess Mizuki?" you smiled and she ran towards the island, Kirishima lifted her and gave her to you "Now you are tall just like your daddy!" You poked her cheek and she laughed "Im the princess bow down daddy bow down! You are the knight, you are going to marry me!" all of you started to laugh "Ok then who am i, your fairy?" you asked. "No! Im the princess so you are the queen!" you smiled and Kiri looked at the both of you with loving eyes "Yeah, she is our queen." you blushed, all of you started to play a kingdom game. Then Mizuki got tired and fell asleep, Kiri carried her to his own bed and you waited for him on his couch. He appeared with two cups of coffee in his hands and sat next to you, "Thank you for spending your day off with us, baby." he wrapped an arm around your shoulder and you replied "Anything for both of you." He kissed the tip of your nose and sighed. "Im so grateful Y/N, you dont need to support me you know? Mizuki is not tiring you is she?" you took his hand and gave it a squeeze, "I love her, Kirishima." he put his mug on the table in front of you and pulled you to a tight hug "I dont deserve you, angel." you giggled and replied "I know." he laughed. "Mizuki loves you so much, Y/N. First she was confused about us being a family or not but she knows that i love her no matter what." you nodded and started to talk "Kirishima you are her dad and Mina is her mother, i cant change that but i love her with all my heart." Kiri grabbed your chin and planted a kiss on your lips. "I love you so much Y/N."

You just came home back from work and saw a missed call when you looked at the contact info you saw her name. "Mina" its been so long since both of you had a conversation but you decided to call back. She quickly answered "Oh uh um, hey Y/N." she was nervous and it was obvious. "Do you need something from me?" you asked and she was silent for a moment then started to speak "Listen Y/N, you are always taking care of Mizuki and she always talks about you, im so grateful for that... I just wanted to... Apologise to you. Y/N i had a crush on Kirishima but it was temporary and i lied to myself. I got married with him, we tought that our friendship was something else and its hard to accept it but he always tried to pretend that i was you, he failed. Because you are the one he loves, i cant be you and we had a strong friendship with you Y/N. I made a mistake and i want you back." your mouth was opening and closing like a fish, you didnt know what to say. You had a beautiful frienship with Mina when you were in U.A so ofc it wounded you when you guys had an argument. "Mina, i forgave Kirishima for his mistakes and i cant ignore you bc it wouldnt be fair to you so... Its okay." you heard sobs and hiccups. "Y-Y/N thank you, everything was so hard and a big mistake! I love you so much and i dont want our friendship to fully end..." The coldness you felt towards her vanished, she realized her mistake and was apologising for it, that was the important thing so you took a deep breath and continued. "Im not cruel Mina, we lost so many years so lets make good memories, okay?" she sniffed and replied enthusiastically "Yes! Lets make good memories and rebuild or friendship!" then you chatted a little and hung up.

Now...

Kirishima quickly answered his phone and heard your beautiful voice. "Kirishima you are running late for work!" he could see your face through the phone "Baby, do you have a frown on your face right now?" he asked "Omg are you here?" he started to laugh "No baby, its obvious from the tone of your voice." you sighed and laughed. "Hurry up stupid redhead! We have so much work to do!" he chuckled "Ok baby im coming, dont worry, love you." you replied "Ofc you love me, im the one who has to deal with you everyday so you better love me more!" both of you were laughing like stupid highschool kids. "Im coming, angel." then he hung up and head towards the kitchen, Mizuki was walking back and forth. "Daddy hurry up, lets go!" Kirishima quickly dropped her to Mina's place and drove towards Fatgum's agency. He quickly checked his pocket and grabbed the velvet box. He opened it and eyed the ring one more time "You can do this Eijiro, you better do it!" He quickly gave Bakugou a call and he answered "Im working shitty hair." he sighed and started to talk "I know dude but, im going to propose to Y/N today." Bakugou snorted "Finally. Then what are you waiting for huh? Go." Kirishima smiled to himself "Thanks for everything bro." "Yeah yeah i know, dont keep that dumbass waiting if she gets mad shes going to kick your ass and you are already late arent you?" Kirishima chuckled nervously and Bakugou sighed "Later, Eiji." he hung up and Kiri quickly got out of his car. He saw you in the lobby, you were tapping your foot on the floor impatiently. He laughed at the sight and approached you "Hey baby." you gave a sigh of relief and punched his arm "Come on! We have a mission to go!" The mission went smoothly it wasnt that dangerous, some low level criminals. When you came back to the agency you quickly head towards the showers. The girls in the changing room greeted you and one of them asked "L/N-senpai when are you going to get married with Kirishima-senpai?” Your cheeks flushed and you coughed. "Um... We are gonna get married but i cant give you a specific time." some of them gave 'oohs' and 'awwwws', you quickly took a shower and opened your phone, you got a message from Kirishima.

Sunshine: Hey baby, why dont you come over tonight?

You: Sure! I have some paperwork to do, its not gonna take long.

Sunshine: Ok, im going to leave early today and i will be waiting for you in my place, love you!

You: Got it, love you too. <3

You smiled at your phone then started to head towards your desk, it took 30 minutes to finish the damn work and you quickly sent him a text saying that you were coming then you started to drove, it took 15 minutes to get in front of his apartment, you climbed the stairs and opened the door with the key in your pocket, you had his apartments key bc you can? "Kiri, im home." You looked around but the living room was dark, you started to head towards the kitchen and the lights were off "Kiri?" you called but there was no answer then you felt strong arms wrapping around your waist from behind, you jumped and turned to see Kiri with a smile on his face "Welcome home, baby." your cheeks got red 'Home...' "What were you doing in the dark Kiri?" he laughed and took your hand in his. "Lets go to the balcony shall we?" He dragged you towards the balcony and slided the door open. Then you saw a blanket fort with yellow lights and fluffy pillows in it, you giggled. When you were a student in U.A, you loved making blanket forts with your friends, especially with Kirishima. "Surprise!" he laughed and you started to jump "Awww Kiri, this brings back memories!" he quickly crouched down and layed on the soft sheets it was a high and big blanket fort so it was comfortable. You quickly layed next to him on your stomach and supported yourself with your elbows, you looked at his cute face and planted a soft kiss on his cheek. Then he handed you a bowl of popcorn "I chose an action movie from my pc, come on lets watch it!" you nodded and both of you got comfortable in eachothers arms. When the movie ended, Kirishima pulled you onto his chest and started to stroke your cheek, you guys started to chat about random things and stupid stuff that you did in U.A, he slowly got up and you followed his action. "Y/N... I love you so much." he smiled but his aura was different so you started to get nervous, was there a problem? "I love you too, Kiri." you smiled back then he grabbed something from his pocket and you stopped breathing, there was a velvet box in his hand, you quickly looked at his eyes and he was smiling so sincerely. "My angel, will you marry me?" your eyes started to water, you threw your arms around his neck and kissed him. "Yes, yes, yes! A million times, yes!" He started to cry and hugged you with full force. Then he put the ring on your finger and looked into your eyes, "I promise you, i will make you the happiest woman in the world my angel." You kissed him and replied "Oh my sunshine... Lets build our future together."

A/N: This was my first one shot! I hope you liked it!<3

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ao3feed-izuku-midoriya · 3 years

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One move.

one move. by shortbreadd

Shouta doesn't trust this kid.

There's no way to disprove his intentions, not after Tsukauchi confirmed that he told no lies, aside from normal ones. Even now, Midoriya fits into his class so well he may as well have been enrolled in the beginning of the year. There's no denying that his classmates like him, or don't care enough to pay attention.

The act just looks too real.

His smiles aren't faked. Deception never rings in his compliments to the other students. By all means, he looks like a normal highschool student. But Shouta's gut is telling him something is wrong, and it's never failed him before.

Sure, his suspicions could be wrong. Logically, this kid is the only lead they have on a villain group that almost killed All Might. The best way to loosen his lips is to make him believe he's safe, or even convert him to their side.

He just can't get past the niggling feeling in the back of his mind that Midoriya is toying with them.

Words: 2239, Chapters: 1/1, Language: English

Series: Part 4 of villain

Fandoms: 僕のヒーローアカデミア | Boku no Hero Academia | My Hero Academia

Rating: Teen And Up Audiences

Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply

Categories: Gen

Characters: Midoriya Izuku, Bakugou Katsuki, Uraraka Ochako, Iida Tenya, Class 1-A

Relationships: Bakugou Katsuki & Midoriya Izuku, Midoriya Izuku & Uraraka Ochako

Additional Tags: Villain Midoriya Izuku, Traitor Midoriya Izuku, Humor, Light-Hearted, (as much as a villain au can be), Fighting

Read Here: https://archiveofourown.org/works/27570616

#AO3 Feed #FanFiction #AO3 Izuku #♠#Izuku Midoriya #Bakugou Katsuki #Ochako Uraraka #R:T #A:Shortbreadd #Villain AU

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artobsessed-writes4fun · 7 years

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Upside Down & Inside Out

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He had just wanted to ditch school, that was it. Now because of that stupid decision he has a redheaded fox freak named Kirishima following him around everywhere he goes. And on top of that everything seems to want to kill him or take his 'aura' as Kirshima puts it and he is starting college.

Bakugou hates every decisions he has ever made to get to this point, at least that's what he wants to say. His feelings about the fox as they spend more time together says otherwise, not that Bakugou would ever admit that though.

Chapters: 3/?

#bnha #boku no hero academia #my hero academia #bakushima #bakugou #kirishima #japanese fox spirit au #fanfiction #fox spirit kirishima #normal highschool student bakugou

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todoshotoki · 4 years

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𝙋𝘼𝙄𝙍𝙄𝙉𝙂: bakugou katsuki x reader

𝙏𝙍𝙄𝙂𝙂𝙀𝙍 𝙒𝘼𝙍𝙉𝙄𝙉𝙂: depression, self-loathing, unrequited love

𝘼𝙐𝙏𝙃𝙊𝙍'𝙎 𝙉𝙊𝙏𝙀: i found about this song recently and i’ve never cried to a song so much before because it just awoke some past experiences ??

thanks for 100 followers :)

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i still remember, third of december

it was a cold evening as you were heading back home from ua highschool. you had left your sweater back at home and you were hugging your arms around yourself. your teeth were chattering as you speed-walked to your bus stop.

you bundled yourself up on the bench, rubbing your hands up and down your arms in effort to create heat. you plugged in your earbuds, listening to the quiet acoustics while looking at the people passing by (all correctly equipped with warm, thick clothing).

“oi!” you jolted as you felt your left earbud being snatched out of your ear and being promptly yelled at afterward. you met the blonde’s crimson eyes next to you while slightly dazed. “don’t fucking ignore me!”

me in your sweater

“here, you were shaking like a lost dog,” he shoved a sweater in your lap and turned to look toward his phone once again. “huh?” you were about to protest but he shot you down quickly, “i have my own plus i don’t want you to think that i had some sort of favor to return after training this morning.”

you said it looked better, on me, than it did you

you gawked a little at the red and black sweater before nodding and thanking him. you slipped the material over your uniform which fit you a little on the bigger side. “don’t thank me and don’t bother returning it... it looks better on you anyway.” he grunts, getting up to go on the bus as it rolled up to the curb.

it smelled like him – like caramel. your heart did summersaults in your chest as you wondered how it would feel to be held by him or even to be his special someone. you stepped onto the bus shortly after him, peeking a bit at him as you passed by to your seat by the window.

only if you knew, how much i liked you

you seemed to adore him after he had that exchange with him. everything made sense, you deemed him a “tsundere” and began to watch his mannerisms and slowly but surely fall further into fascination. you didn’t notice yourself doing until the signs were waving in your face.

there was no way to reverse it, it was a blooming infatuation that was spreading from your chest to the smallest nooks and crannies of your very body. your hands started to become sweaty, your face flared up, your knees buckled. it was an anxiety you had never seen before.

but I watch your eyes, as he walks by, what a sight for sore eyes

“bakugo,” you had your hands behind your back and your feet rocking back and forth as an anxious tendacy, “do you want to come with me and a few friends to a movie on sunday?” he hadn’t even gone as far as to spare a glance at you, “no,”

you slightly frowned, “okay, tell me if you change your mind,” you turned back to your chair and to say you were bummed out was an understatement. that’s when you the class’s sunshine had walked into the room, “hey bakubro!” the redhead made a beeline for his desk and bakugo promptly looked up at the boy in annoyance, “what do you want, shitty hair?!”

“we still on for sunday?” kirishima places his hands on the blonde’s desk leaning in with his toothy grin. “yeah, yeah, don’t ask me again or you can forget about it!” your frown deepened. kirishima had beat you to it.

it only made sense. he was a happy virus. you pursed your lips ceasing your eavesdropping and burried your head into your desk.

brighter than a blue sky, he's got you mesmerized while i die

this wasn’t the last time you had tried to hang out with bakugo. two out of five attempts had succeeded. the lastet one was with the whole class involved. momo was holding a get together for christmas before the holidays had started.

you had decided to dress to impress. bakugo clearly has standards and you need to meet them. you went out of your way to wear eyeliner, blush, and the whole extra mile. when you had arrived, it was mainly the early birds who had arrived. uraraka, midoriya, todoroki, kirishima, and iida has been there when you had arrived.

you had received compliments from all parties. “wow, you look really nice tonight! i wish i had done something like you and everyone else, i just came in an ugly sweater and old pants.” kirishima scratched his neck sheepishly.

“kaachan, you came!” midoriya’s outburst had shifted your gaze toward the door. he was wearing essentially the same thing that kirishima was wearing. he looks your direction.

he’s looking your direction! maybe you had finally-

“you’re wearing the sweater i gave you,” his words had cut you out of your thoughts as he walked beside kirishima. “oh-! this was your’s? i-i had been wondering where i got this from...” kirishima stammered. you had defaulted to escape the scene before you became more sad than you already had become.

as the party carried on, you couldn’t stop thinking about it, “he was wearing his sweater,” you thought, pouring yourself a drink. you hadn’t noticed the blonde slipping right beside you until a few whistles and snickering were heard. “hey, what’re you guys laughing about?!” bakugo had snapped.

“look up, blasty!” ashido says which you both reluctantly do.

a mistletoe was looming over your heads. you could feel your ears turn red as you realized the whole class was looking at you.

“bakugo, we don’t have to if you don’t want-“

why would you ever kiss me? i’m not even half, as pretty

he cut your sentence off with his lips on your’s. you had almost dropped the solo cup in your hand at the sweet taste of his chapstick. the hint of caramel you smelled as you two were so close, you felt so incredibly warm and longed for the kiss to last longer.

as you parted, you tried to stutter out a sentence but only mumbling left your lips. “that’s so cute!” you could hear hagakure squealing from the audience that had accumulated.

you didn’t feel happy about it. the stupid branch had grabbed more attention than you yourself as a person.

you gave him your sweater, it’s just polyester, but you like him better

you had gone home early that night. you claimed that you were tired and hadn’t planned to stay long anyways.

you sat in your bed with silent tears dribbling down your cheeks. the sweater that you had been given by bakugo was clenched betweeen your cold fingers. it had lost it’s smell- the smell of bakugo.

wish i were heather

you had dyed your naturally black hair to blonde by the time you got back from the holidays. you had kept the same winged eyeliner to help with your looks and hopefully show some type of attention.

you waited for bakugo to come in that morning. you had came early and as the students began to trickle in. you heard some cheering. you looked up from your book to your heart shattering.

watch as he stands with, him holding your hand

they were clearly dating. kirishima has acted as a docking station for the blonde who was more shy to the attention they were getting. the two of them had no objection to the dating rumors and confirmed them even. he had his hand in his. you knew bakugo was bisexual, you had a chance...

put your arm 'round his shoulder, now i’m getting colder

you had huddled up in your blankets and stared at the photo that bakugo had just posted on his instagram.

they were at a diner together, a smug smile on his face as he looked at his giddy boyfriend who was equally as happy to be with him. the caption: “eyes on the prize”.

you felt the tears bubble up again and you wiped your snot and tears with the same sweater that he had given you.

but how could i hate him? he’s such an angel

“(l/n)!” kirishima had entered the classroom that morning. you had your head down on the desk due to your restlessness last night. you peaked up at him, squinting at the bright light that had been shining through the windows. he had a candy bar in his hand and placed it right in front of you. “you look a little down today... you can talk to me if you want to.”

you pick up the candy bar, sitting up straight. “thank you, kiri. i really appreciate it.” you smile, trying your best to fake the lift in your eyes. “no problem,” he says and sits in his respective seat.

no matter how much you wanted to scream at him and ask him why he had ruined your life, you couldn’t do so he was the sunshine of the class after all.

but then again, kinda, wish he were dead, as he walks by

“hey, (l/n), it’s been a while. do you want to go to the new ramen shop that opened near your house?” kirishima asks as you were leaving together with bakugo on the other side of him. you shook your head, “no thanks,” not even an excuse out of you before you left his sight.

you hated him so much. how could someone just look at you like that? he knew how you looked at bakugo. i mean- he didn’t necessarily know that you had feelings but shit... the blatant gaze of pure adoration should’ve been a hint.

what a sight for sore eyes, brighter than a blue sky

the whole new dorm system had made everything so much worse for you. before, you could run home and forget about it by drowning yourself in whatever distraction you sought fit but now they were constantly around you.

he’s got you mesmerized while i die

the pda (mostly initiated by kirishima) had been accepted the whole class as a normal thing so if you were to say anything, you would definitely stick out. this resulted in you locking your bedroom door and not giving anyone a chance to interact with you outside of school. you began skipping out on events like going to the beach and instead stood in front of the mirror picking at the fat that was gathered up at your stomach.

why would you ever kiss me?

you wish these feelings would just rot. you wish it would just wither away. you wanted to run away, you wanted to give up, you wanted to just tell him.

“bakugou, i love you! i’ve loved you for months!”

you would cry but instead you were practicing in the mirror. your puffy eyes and bloated face making your heart drop. who were you kidding.

i’m not even half, as pretty

“(l/n),” bakugou had knocked on your door one day. your room was a mess: clothes scattered on the ground, textbooks thrown aside, random pens and food wrappers cluttering your desk. you almost wish you could jump off the balcony and take off to never see heights alliance again.

“what is it?” you call to the door after clearing your throat, listening closely waiting for him to say “i know you like me just stop stalking me”.

“do you happen to... have that sweater i gave you a few months back?”

you gave him your sweater

after that statement, jumping out the balcony seemed 1000x more appealing.

“yeah, um- hold on,” you got up from your bed and frowned at the sweater hanging on your desk chair. it had lost bakugou’s smell weeks ago but the fact that bakugou gave it to you never failed to make you smile.

you crack open the door and hand it to him through the slit. you didn’t want him seeing your room as it was right now.

you felt the fabric leave your fingertips. “thanks,” and with that he was off.

it’s just polyester, but you like him better

you desperately try to push the tears back into your eyes, denying the fact that you were crying over someone so stupid.

“you’re not crying! it’s just fabric! it’s just polyester!” your bottom lip trembled as you try to recompose yourself. your coping mechanism was gone.

i wish i were heather

“i wish i were kirishima,” the words had met your lips subconsciously. you clamped your hand over your mouth instantly regretting it. it was no secret you had been paying attention to kirishima in the past few weeks. he was everything bakugou could ever want.

he was brave, strong, and he dared to even go save bakugou from the league. without kirishima’s outstretched hand, bakugou might be in a different situation.

you had to tell bakugou. maybe the feelings would fade.

wish i were heather

today was the day. you had texted bakugou to meet you outside of the heights alliance gates at 6:30 that evening.

you were trembling. it was so obvious. it was a confession. bakugou probably had better things to do then stay around you. you gulped as you saw the blonde tuft of hair round the corner.

wish i were heather

“so why did you ask me to meet you here? i swear if this is a waste of my time...”

you hadn’t noticed how long you had just been staring into his eyes. you averted your eyes to the ground. the bubbling sensation of your throat cramping up, caused you to clear it with a thump to your chest.

you grew angry as you tried to choke it out of your throat.

“why would you ever kiss me?” you ball your fists and pursing your lips. bakugou’s eyes dilated, not knowing what to say, “what are you talking about-“

“that night! at the christmas party! couldn’t you see? i-“ you pause to wipe a tear from your eye. you shake your head, twisting up your face in a scowl, “i’m not even half as pretty any one else so why?!”

“half as pretty as who-?”

“you’re a real dumbass, y’know? for someone who gets high grades. you’re really fucking clueless.”

“i didn’t come here to get yelled at by some extra, okay?! if you have something to say that isn’t an insult then spit out.” he pulled at his shirt incredibly uncomfortable.

“you gave him your sweater that’s why you took it back to the other day, huh?” you said. “you’re getting worked up over that? it’s just polyester.”

there was nothing but your hitching and crying after he said that. he clicked his tongue and shook his head. “i’m leaving,” he turned away and you watched him walk away.

“but you like him better, wish i were...”

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