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komfortkiri · 3 years
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My laptop is seriously being such a pain. 🙄 About to just throw the whole thing away.
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“Can’t stand morons like you who can’t get to the damned point!” - Bakugou Katsuki (Volume 10, Chapter 85)
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komfortkiri · 3 years
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Sorry for lack of posts today…. Literally have never felt so betrayed in my life till early this morning and I’m just feeling blah.
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komfortkiri · 3 years
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Whew 🥵
what’re you doing, bakubro?
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Pairing: stepbro!Bakugou x Reader
Warnings: MINORS DNI 18+ pseudocest, very suggestive content, scent kink, scumbag!Bakugou, aged up characters, slight daddy kink
A/N: The title is soOOoOOOOoOOooOo witty, I know. This was meant to be a tiny lil thirst, and instead it turned into a tiny drabble. Eventually I’m going to have to change my self-imposed rule of making banners for fics over 1K. Pls mind the warnings before reading 💕
WC: 1.1K
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Katsuki Bakugou is a menace.
A complete and utter menace you have the misfortune of calling your step-brother.
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komfortkiri · 3 years
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OKAY SO I just finished reading Help Wanted and oh my god I needed to scream about how absolutely fucking CUTE your fic is so far??? Like I’m literally living for it rn dude, your writing style is so lively and fun 🥺🥺🥺
🥺🥰 Thank you!! That means so much to me! I was overthinking it so bad before posting both parts because I’m more of somebody that likes to build up on things instead of laying it all on the table at once.
But eeek! That makes me more excited to write part 3 tomorrow 💕
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QUIRKLESS!KATSUKI BAKUGO x QUIRKLESS FEM!READER x QUIRKLESS!EIJIRO KIRISHIMA
WORD COUNT: 1,362
TW/CW: GUNS, GUN WOUND/BEING SHOT, MENTION OF DEATH, CURSING, DEPRESSION, PANIC ATTACK (If I missed anything, please let me know).
NOTES: I submitted this from my iPad so if anything looks funky, that’s why. I’ll fix it tomorrow. I just really wanted to get the second chapter of this series out.
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It was Friday morning, 7 AM. Your hundreds of alarms already sounded starting from 6:30. You were supposed to already have been at work but dread took ahold of your emotions because you knew that you’d have to look at somebody new by your side for however long. Your boss had already texted you but he knows how hard the last several months have been so he takes it easy on you but you know that won’t last forever.
You rose from your bed, getting ready. You put on your usual button up, white, collared shirt that was long-sleeved then slid on a pair of black dress pants, tucking your shirt into it. After, you stepped into a pair of black heels that weren’t too high and then put on a black blazer. You looked into the mirror, sighing heavily. You looked like shit, you knew that. The dark circles were becoming more visible. It was so hard to sleep at night when all you saw when you closed your eyes was Bakugo.. lifeless on the floor. You couldn’t even begin to count how many nights you woke up screaming or hyperventilating. Even meetings with a therapist weren’t helping you and you didn’t know what to do anymore.
Without further thought, to prevent yourself from crying till your eyes were bloodshot, you threw your hair up into a ponytail and headed to work.
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Once you arrived and walked through the doors, the front desk woman gave you a smile and a good morning. All you offered in return was a small smile that was clearly forced. Once passing the front desk, you walked to where your desk was but found that someone had made their self at home. Kirishima was sitting in your chair, working on some paperwork that was attached to a clipboard. “Are you lost, hot tamale?” You said as you approached him, standing directly in front of the wooden furniture, eyeing the red head with curiosity.
“I’m starting to think that you find me hot.” He responded while writing something down then sat back in the chair, his eyes meeting yours. You raised your brow, “Please don’t flatter yourself this early in the morning. I’m more likely to tell you to fuck off.” A smile formed amongst his lips and that confused you. Did he think that was funny? “Why are you smiling like that?” You crossed your arms over your chest, waiting for his humorous response.
Kirishima turned to the side, grabbing a Starbucks coffee cup from the small table next to the end of your desk. “I asked Clark if you liked coffee since he knew you so well and he told me your favorite place to get coffee and what you preferred.” He held it up toward you, flashing a bright white smile. “Hazelnut coffee, extra sweet.” You felt heat rush to your face almost instantly. Damn him. You were such an ass to him yesterday and just a second ago and he turns out to be.. a sweetheart? You cleared your throat, hoping that the shade of red on your cheeks would go away. “T-Thank you..” That was all you could say because you were so surprised that you really couldn’t say much else. With how you acted yesterday, you felt like you didn’t deserve an ounce of kindness from him. “Not a problem at all. I wanted to do it.” His response made your heart race but in order to calm it, your mind wanted back to you being unsure as to why he was sitting at your desk.
“So.. Were you just waiting for me or did you just coincidentally pick my desk to sit at?” You took a sip of your coffee, internally melting over the fact that it was the right amount of sweetness that you liked. Impressive. “Well, I wanted to personally give you your coffee so I guess you could say I was waiting for you. Clark gave me some paperwork to fill out but after I’m done with this, we are heading to the gun range.”
Your body froze. Gun. Shooting. You didn’t even realize but your body went into shock. Your face became pale and images of that day flashed through your head. From your gunshot wound to seeing your significant other dead on the floor… You forgot how to breathe.
Kirishima noticed and immediately jumped up, putting the clipboard down and circling around to grab you as softly as he could. You felt his touch and you snapped out of it, taking a huge gasp of air. “Y/N, are you okay?” Your eyes filled with tears but you looked up to keep them from falling, answering in a soft, shaky voice. “Y-Yes.. I’m okay.” It was clear that you definitely had something wrong mentally and it was becoming more obvious now.
You looked up into Kirishima’s eyes, noticing the panic in them. Was he really that worried for you? I mean, someone having a panic attack is scary but it seemed like something more. Maybe you were overthinking it. “Do you want to skip that part for today?” He knew now what had just happened so he avoided saying anything related to guns again, to prevent another attack. “I can’t skip it. If I do, it’ll prove I’m not ready to go back out onto the field and I’m ready.” You nodded, knowing this could be detrimental to your health in the long run but you felt there were some risks worth taking.
Although your new partner wasn’t entirely sure continuing was a good idea, he didn’t want to step on any toes so he nodded, hoping you were right.
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You both walked to the gun range part of the building, both suiting up into the appropriate gear. You took long, deep breaths to calm yourself because the last thing you needed was to have a panic attack while firing a weapon. You felt a hand on your shoulder and you jumped some, looking over to see that it was Kirishima. “I’m sorry.. I didn’t mean to scare you. I just wanted to ask if you were ready?” His tone was soft, it was almost endearing. You nodded and you both started your training.
Surprisingly, you made it through without losing your cool but you were shaking pretty badly afterward. You took off the range gear, returning it to its designated spot then took a second to sit down. Being around guns again after so long, in your eyes, was a big step. So big that you literally had to take time to really process it. Kirishima approached you, sitting down in the chair next to yours. “For what it’s worth, I think you did great.”
His voice snapped you out of your train of thought and all you could offer him was a small grin. Your emotions were on overload so you didn’t say anything to prevent bursting into tears. He took a large breath before saying anything else, “I’d like to get to know you since we’ll be partners. That’s only if you’re okay with that. Maybe we can go out for lunch tomorrow since it’s Saturday and we both have the weekends off?” It was nice that he was trying and you’d feel like an awful person if you turned him down. “Yeah, sure. I normally spend the weekends hiding out in my apartment anyway.”
Your apartment may have been a constant reminder that you were now alone, but it honestly was a place you could just cry as much as you wanted without fear of judgement. “If your apartment is your comfort zone, I would hate to bring you out of it so.. why don’t we order pizza and chat?” Kirishima seemed like a good guy and when he offered that, you didn’t feel like he was trying to make any type of move on you so you nodded. “I don’t see why not. I guess it couldn’t hurt to have company over.”
You gave your new partner a soft smile, reassuring him that you were serious. Maybe having some type of socialization will help you start to heal.
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komfortkiri · 3 years
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2nd chapter of AOC tomorrow, I hope.. then working on chapter 3 of the Help Wanted! series. // Plus fulfilling a request I just got. 🥰
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komfortkiri · 3 years
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your tumblr icon is now your roommate, how's everything? :)
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Boyfriends looking out for each other (◡‿◡✿)
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komfortkiri · 3 years
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I’m still a little rusty but 😭 I’m trying to get there again. I have so many ideas that I want to get out. 😳
Without You, by far, is my favorite. It really made me love Kiri so much and inspired me to make this Tumblr 😭 Don’t get me wrong, I’m weak for Bakugo but the way you write Kiri, HUNNAAAAY. 🤤
IT INSPIRED YOU ??? AJSDHJASD MY HEART IS SO FULL 🤧🌷i am so excited to hear this 😭😭😭😭 YAY (ALSO I AM SO GLAD TO HEAR that u like how i write kiri 😭😭that brings me so much joy )
HOLD ON .... hold on... ONCE I FINISH THIS KIRI FIC IM GOING TO CHECK OUT YOUR STUFF OMG
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komfortkiri · 3 years
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please have an age indicator in ur bio 👍🏽
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ICONIC
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chilling in a cafe
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komfortkiri · 3 years
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I actually laughed when I called Kirishima ‘Hot Tamale’ in the Agent Chaos fic 😭😂 I think that’s going to be his new tag from me.
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QUIRKLESS!KATSUKI BAKUGO x QUIRKLESS FEM!READER x QUIRKLESS!EIJIRO KIRISHIMA 
WORD COUNT: 1,308 TW/CW: GUNS, GUN WOUND/BEING SHOT, BLOOD, HEAD INJURY, DEATH, CURSING, VOMITING, DEPRESSION.
NOTES: I felt inspired and I couldn’t make an AO3 so.... I decided to post this on here for now then move everything over once I get an invite in my email. I hope you enjoy this whirlwind of.. emotion for this first chapter. Don’t worry, it won’t be the last of Bakugo. There will be HELLA plot twists. The first part is a flashback, in case it’s not clear. Y/N will have quite a few of them. I’ve already started on the 2nd chapter so after the zoo tomorrow, I’ll finish and post. 🥰
SONG: BeFoUr - ZAYN
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Everything was so blurry. You managed to sit yourself up but felt so lightheaded, that you had to use the last bit of strength you had to hold yourself up. What was that loud explosion? You brought your hand to your head to rub but the minute it made contact, it felt wet. You thought it might have been from the sprinklers but when you looked at your hand, all you saw was blood. Your stomach wasn’t the strongest as it was but the splitting pain that you felt plus the faint feeling of adrenaline was enough to distract you from your urge to hurl. All you heard was ringing and alarms from what was left of the house you had just kicked doors in at.
You looked around, scanning the room with squinted eyes. There was debris everywhere, smoke filled the air and-- Wait.. Where was your partner? “Katsuki?” No response, maybe you weren’t loud enough. You tried so hard to move but that’s when you felt a sharp pain in your side and you looked down. You were shot. That didn’t stop you, though. Not only was Katsuki your partner for work, he was your literal partner. You lived together and loved each other so much. He was the first guy you had ever fell so madly in love with and the thought of him even dying was unacceptable. “Katsuki!” you screamed with everything you had left inside of you, using the arm you were propped on to drag yourself forward, wincing at the unbelievable amount of pain you were experiencing.
It seemed almost impossible to move yourself along the floor. You didn’t weigh that much, did you? You put your opposite hand over your side, applying some pressure to it. You managed to pull yourself to what seemed like the kitchen portion of the home, leaning your back on the doorframe for a minute to take a few deep breaths. “Jesus fuck.” That was all you could say considering the position you were in but when you went to look around the kitchen for any type of life form, it felt like your heart stopped and everything around you went slow. “No. No, no, no. Kats!” Your eyes filled with tears, from not only the pain, but the sight of your partner, your lover, lying lifeless on the floor. You pushed through the pain as much as you possibly could to pull yourself the rest of the way toward him but your arm was cramping so bad that it gave out just next to him. You tried so hard to reach for him, hoping that your fingertips could graze his face.... but even if you were so close, you were still so far away.
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8 months later.
The last several months seemed to pass by rather quickly. It was filled with the same shit, every day, after you fully recovered from.. the incident.. All it consisted of was you waking up at the crack ass of dawn, attending work, sitting at a desk because nobody thinks you’re ready to go on missions yet then going home to wallow in sadness of it being so empty.. It was boring and a waste of your time, you felt like. You were one of the agency’s best agents, never failed a mission, and now you’re sitting around twiddling your thumbs.
In fact, that’s where you were currently. You were staring at your laptop screen, tears coming to the surface again because your background picture was you and Katsuki at a festival he brought you to as a surprise. You ran your hand over your face, blinking the tears away right in time because your boss, Ronald Clark, paged you through the intercom, telling you to come to his office. “Great, what does that old bastard want now?” A deep sigh left your lips as you stood up to head toward his office.
Once you reached the door to his office, you took a deep breath then opened the door, walking in. It seemed like you weren’t the only one that your boss wanted to talk to because your eyes immediately darted to a rather big man with bright red hair sitting in one of the chairs in front of Clark’s desk. You walked toward where both men were, but it seemed like they were so busy laughing about whatever it is they were talking about, that they didn’t even acknowledge your existence. You cleared your throat and it immediately got both of their attention, causing the red head to turn and look at you and you at him. You hadn’t seen him around here before so who was he? Why was he here? What did he have to do with this meeting with your bossman?
“Ah, Y/N. Sit.” You broke eye contact with the stranger to look at your boss, nodding. You circled around the other seat next to where the big guy was sitting to settle into it. “You wanted to see me, Clark?” He cleared his throat, almost nervous to bring anything up but he sat up straighter in his chair, crossing his arms on his desktop in front of him. “Well, Y/N, I called you in here because I know that you’ve gotten tired of your desk work and I get it, I really do. That’s why, I wanted to ask if you really feel like you are ready to get back out on the field? I know what happened was devastating for you so please, if you aren’t ready then--” You cut him off, “I’m ready but what’s Hot Tamale over here have to do with any of this?” You could’ve swore you heard a quiet chuckle leave the man’s lips. Your boss looked at him first then averted his eyes back to you, “Hot Tamale is going to be your new partner.” Your stomach dropped and all you seemed to be able to muster was a sarcastic laugh, scoffing. “Come on, boss. You’re joking, right? Please tell me you’re joking.” The red head rubbed the back of his neck nervously, not expecting that type of reaction.
You heard Clark sigh while you looked between the two but he just shook his head, “I’m not joking, Y/N. It’s been 8 months and I know you’re still grieving but.. if you want to get back out there, you need a partner. You can’t do things without one-- It’s too dangerous.” You clenched your jaw, running your fingers through your hair. “Of course, boss. I understand.” Arguing would only get you more desk time and you were not doing that so you had guessed you’d play along with this.. game. “This is Eijiro Kirishima. He’s come from a bigger and more specialized agency. He’s very skilled in combat and is great with a gun.” You nodded, feeling sick. Did this mean that you were seriously replacing Katsuki? The longer you sat in the room with the two men, the hotter it became and the more nauseas you felt. “I hate to be rude but.. I’m feeling sick. I need to run to the little girl’s room.” You didn’t even wait for any rebuttal because in seconds you were running out of the door with a hand over your mouth and to the restroom down the hall, luckily making it to a stall where you puked from sadness.. disappointment.. anger. You felt so many emotions that it was hard to really pinpoint how you really and truly felt.
After you were finished in the stall, you came out then walked to the sinks, looking into the mirror. Why did you have to leave me, Kats? This wouldn’t even be happening right now. You hated to blame him but you were out of options at this point. It all just wasn’t fair and felt like it never really would be anymore. Tears began to fall from your eyes, one after the other. The heartache was too much to bare right now.
While debating on whether you should go back to your Clark’s office or go back to your desk, you received a text message from him telling you that you could take the rest of the day off and to feel better. You breathed a sigh of relief, doing just that.
You knew that tomorrow, you would start training with your new partner.
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komfortkiri · 3 years
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Thinking about a special agent fic… hmm.. I might have to make an ao3 today.
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