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deleteddewewted · 3 years

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Omega! Kurogiri x Alpha male Reader headcannon?

Omega! Kurogiri Headcanons

Kurogiri x M! Reader

Yaaay! Male reader here i come! Thanks for sending in a request, I hope the mild yandere/obsessive behavior is ok. Also, massive spoilers for those who haven't read the manga, so please don't read if you don't want spoilers. The anime will eventually explain this.

Omega! Kurogiri Part 2

TW: Obsessive behavior, murder, blood, fluff in places it shouldn’t be in, a bit of angst.

He smells like death….with a hint of whiskey and a faint musk. He doesn’t particularly care what people think about his scent, his focus isn’t on that.

He never thought he’d meet someone that would make him swoon. His entire focus and purpose in life was taking care of his unofficial adopted son with anger issues.

He met you during a battle. You were both on opposite sides of the same messed up coin.

He felt like he knew you, something in the fog that covered his mind drew him to you.

It became a fixation for him, he would look around online or even when he was on duty for you.

He needed to see you, make sure that everything was fine and that you hadn't died yet.

"Kurogiri!" "Yes, Shigaraki?" "Why are you looking at the national hero ranking board?" "Don't you have a plan to get to?" "uuUUUUUUGHHHHH! You suck!"

In his dreams he finds you in a UA uniform, laughing and smiling at him. You called out for him using name he's never heard before yet felt attached to.

"Hey, _____! Come here, let me ____" He couldn't hear you, but he knew that you weren't dangerous. He wanted to be closer to you. He wanted to touch you, feel...you.

When he woke up he blinked and just stared at his ceiling in silence. He couldn't describe what he felt, but he could describe what his body did.

Crying. He was crying over something he wasn't even sure was real.

The next day, he dedicated himself to finding you. He followed you around and was able to take notice of your work schedule.

On your day off you would visit a specific grave. Oboro Shirakumo.

Your scent would change every time you would visit the specific grave. It became potent with a bitter undertone. A sharp smell that made Kurogiri shudder.

The more he watched the more he wanted. He craved to have you at this point.

His mind was going on loop these days. "He's mine, he will be mine, he's already mine." He wants everything about you.

The next time you both meet was during your kidnapping. You had been missing for a few days and Kurogiri was able to find you.

Your kidnapper never had a chance.

Kurogiri doesn't remember how thrilling it was to kill someone. He mostly left that up to the other LOV members.

But it was even more thrilling to save someone, especially when that someone was your destined.

He picked you up from the floor, keeping the blindfold on you, and took you to an empty warehouse in the outskirts of the city.

"Im sorry for the inconvenience, allow me to take the blind off of you." He took it off and once your eyes focused you couldn't help but take note of the blood all over him.

"Kurogiri." You acknowledge him but didn't want to risk anything more. You won't lie, you were terrified of him.

"My dear, could you please allow me to do one more thing to you?" You keep glaring at him. "Depends on what it is." "Excellent! Could you allow me to smell you?"

What? Smell you?

"Im sorry-" "Please, would you allow me this one pleasure?" The fear over powered anything else so you nodded.

Kurogiri was in heaven. Your smell was mouth watering just like he remembered. Remembered?

He wanted more.

He let you go but he continued to follow you. He even started to self sabotage himself and the league.

He would make himself known to you and drop off clues and information for you. In return all he asked for was to smell you. In other occasion it was to hold you.

This arrangement continues and he eventually becomes bolder. Asking to scent you and even asked you to share heats with him. You agreed to the scenting but refuse the sharing of his heat. You were a hero which meant that you wouldn't start salivating like a numb skull alpha chad but you couldn’t do that. Share a heat even if it was just cuddling and the occasional show of affection.

You just couldn't wrap your head around the fact that a high and respected member of the LOV was wasting time with you!

When Kurogiri was captured and taken to Tartarus thats when you bothered with truly building something with him.

His scent was blocked and he was placed on heavy amounts of hormonal blockers to prevent heats. He didn't care at all, he didn't need his inner omega to tell him what to do.

You would come in and sit down to speak about everything he did in the league. You were here on business, at least thats what you told him.

He eventually was given the opportunity to walk around his little cell but he was still monitored and he would keep being on quirk suppressors.

"I dream, i hope you know this." "Why's that Kuro'?" Kurogiri shivers at the nickname. He truly loves- wants you. "I dream specifically of you, my dear."

Things further changed when you decided to step inside his cell.

Still being monitored and still under strict rules, you both managed to build on the existing relationship you had.

You would both laugh about whatever stories you had to share but it was one in particular that changed everything for him.

"When i was in high school, i had this friend who would throw himself off buildings." "That sounds reckless. Why would you surround yourself with someone like that y/n?" "You'll see Kuro'. Anyways, his quirk would let him create clouds and well, i didn't know that yet. He dragged me up to the roof and started saying that he liked me. He would go on about the little things i would do, the way i would smell, the way i would help out with our other classmates. Then, he feel off the roofs edge and i thought he died." You paused and looked at Kurogiri. You smiled brightly at him.

The fog was moving away from his mind and the image of the young man came back, all smiles and laughter.

"He popped up from the edge and was floating around on his cloud." The fog was completely lifted, there you were. You laughing at his attempt to flirt. You ran your fingers threw his cloud mist hair and held his cheek in your hand. You told him that it was a good try but that he should just stick to two word phrases.

He feel for you then and he was falling even more now.

He couldn't remember it but he told you the same thing that he told you all of those years ago.

"Im sorry, but your to perfect to just put into two words my dear."

There he was, your mate.

Here was your omega and life mate Oboro "Loud Cloud" Shirakumo.

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katsukis-sad-angel · 4 years

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Oboro Shirakumo as a Boyfriend

Pairing: Oboro Shirakumo x F!Reader

Summary: the title of this here post

Warnings: angst :((, fluff, happiness, Shirakumo being best boi

BF Scenarios Masterlist

BF Scenarios Tag List

@thedreadthreadanomaly, @seiiblue

HMU if you want to be added!

Soft. Just soft

Oboro Shirakumo might be dead, but he is alive in my heart and his memories live on in Aizawa and Hizashi

These HC’s will be written as though he is still alive

On that note, let’s begin

Oboro is quiet and fidgety around you before he confesses. He’s so confused! On every other occasion, he knows just what to say and how to say it. But whenever you’re nearby, his throat dries up and he’s blushing too much too even look at you. Oboro is just so ready to burst with his affections and tell you how much you mean to him

He talks about you all the time to Yamada, Aizawa, and Kayama

Kayama easily squeezed your true feelings for Oboro out of you and nearly ran to the cloudy boi who was snickering at one Yamada’s jokes

She grabbed him by the back of his shirt and yanked him over to where you were sitting, hands covering your flushed face

“Now speak!” Nemuri Kayama forced your long-time crush into a chair very very close to you, “I want to hear both of you love birds confessing and date plans! Get a move on! I’m listening!!!”

Oboro coughed, carding pale fingers through his mop of cloudy blue hair. “Y… Y/N? I… um… Can I t-tell you something?”

“O-Of course Shirakumo.”

“If you couldn’t tell, I like you… a-a lot.”

“I like you too Shirakumo. Like, as more… more than just a friend. I never had the guts to tell you and Nemuri will be mad if I didn’t tell you, s-so…”

“You do?”

“M-hm.” You bit the inside of your lip and fisted the hem of your pleated skirt, not knowing what to say next.

“Do you wanna go out with me?” He asked, his mischievous, sweet smile lighting up his face.

A shaky smile of your own accompanied by the flush of your cheeks made Oboro fall in love with you all over again when you lifted your head and nodded happily.

You were shaking, but it definitely wasn’t from fear. Excitement and pure happiness were the only possible ways to describe your mental state right then.

He’s such an uplifting 😉😉 and happy boyfriend, running toward you in the halls only to pick you up and spin you around

He can do that

Oboro Shirakumo is huge

Your six-foot-one-inch big spoon

Oboro’s favorite thing to do is to sit against the headboard and pull you between his legs, crossing his arms over your tummy while you slouch against his muscular chest

Uses clouds to comfort you when you’re unhappy

Cloud forts - pillow fort upgrade

Cloud pillow fights - pillow fight upgrade, plus they’re super fun when Yamada, Aizawa, and Kayama join in

You help him with homework because he’s kinda dumb

A firm believer in “Kisses make everything better”

He is a bad liar and physically can’t lie to you

“Did you eat my hummus Oboro?”

“Ummmmm no?”

*eyebrow raise*

“aaAA fine! I’m sorry! It looked really yummy so I ate it! Forgive me Y/N!”

He eats sushi (and other chopstick foods) with either a fork or his bare hands

Runs into walls and doors and windows because he wasn’t paying attention (nose bandage theory number 19834)

A family man. Your mom, your dad, and all of your sibs (if any) can’t help but love Oboro because first of all, he’s super hot, and secondly, he’s so impossibly friendly and sweet

Big on PDA - Does your cheek look like it needs a kiss? Done. He will lean down (cuz he’s effing huge) and kiss you to make you giggle

Tickle fights to the death

If he sees kids HOOO BOY

“Babe, do you think we could make some of these little nuggets someday? Look how cute and fun they are! They’re so adorable too! Can we make one? Pleeeeeeeeeeease?!?”

“Oboro, I’m (age). We’re too young to have kids.”

“I know that. Come on I’m not that dumb.” He pouts, squeezing your hand, “Just one day, I want a little baby and I wanna have one with you.”

That irresistibly sweet grin of his melts your heart and you squeeze his hand back, “Are you proposing Oboro?”

Are you going somewhere and your feet get tired? (Walking home from a date, going home from the mall, etc) Oboro is the king of shoulder rides, lifting you up with ease and letting your plush thighs settle around his head

The best at giving hugs and making you feel better

Worships the ground you walk on

Carries your books from class to class on a little cloud whether you like it or not

Probably has a few glitter pens in his pencil pouch

His cheeks are so soft and squishy → so when Oboro is being his dumb self, you pull on them

Likes pigeons because they’re dumb and cute like him

Human: *walks toward a pigeon*

Pigeon: *walks away and the same speed if not less*

Human: *walks faster with hands out*

Pigeon: Oh LeT mE jUsT wALk FaStEr *waddles*

OboroPigeon: OOOOOH IT’S A HOOMAN *peck* *peck* HOOMAN HOOMAN WHEEEEEEE

Don’t ask

Nose kisses

Absolutely no boundaries → Oboro will flop into your lap and grin at you until you sigh and pet his hair, wrap his arms around your torso and rest his head on yours, grab your hand for no reason in the hallways

Falls asleep on top of you rather than next to you and you always get some of his fluffy, sweet-smelling hair in your mouth

Sings in the shower

Ambidextrous and can write with both hands at once

Oboro was the type of person to go the extra mile when someone or something needed help. You were one lucky gal.

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pamgkrthwrites · 4 years

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Flame of Healing | EraserMic x Reader | Chapter 3 - Flame of Grief

Materlist | AO3

Warnings: MAJOR CHARACTER DEATH, Time skip, ansgt

Word Count: 2003

A/N: This was the hardest chapter to write but this will be the last chapter in the high school setting. The next chapter will be 3 years later from the ending. Also, I hope the Flame part of the story title now is clear. Why I make it green? You’ll see later. c:<

“Hey guys!” Oboro ran into the classroom where they were setting up.

It was 7am, how this man was able to be that full of energy scared you.

You stood at the door, and people’s eyes glued to you.

“Who is that, Shirakumo?” Asked a student, as the students came close to you.

You saw at the corner of your eye, Hizashi and Shouta staring at you. You sent a chill down your spin. Their gaze felt warm but you can tell Hizashi was sadden looking at you.

Oboro came back over and wrapped his arm around your shoulder.

“This is my middle school friend, M/N L/N!”

Your two soulmates stares grew wider and intense. Your last name was powerful on them.

Hizashi ran over and offered you a hand to shake.

“Hello again, Listener!” He smiled brightly. “Sorry about yesterday, that was very rude of me!”

His sadness was washed away quickly. His brain must have turned that you were related to you in a form of way to have the same last name.

“My name is Hizashi Yamada! It’s a pleasure to see you again!”

Of course, you already knew his name, but that didn’t matter to you. It was him. He heard your last name, knew you didn’t have a soulmate, so assumed you were related to you. Your plan was working so far.

“It’s no trouble, Y-Yamada.”

You couldn’t stop yourself from blushing though.

You saw Shouta standing up and walking towards you. He looked tired and angry. Did he know you were lying? God, you hoped not.

He grabbed Oboro’s shoulder with an angry glare into his eyes.

“Shirakumo, may we talk?” Shouta asked.

You eyed Shouta and looked at Oboro. Oboro told you Shouta was cut off from him, so what’s happening here.

“No problem, Aizawa!” He smiled goofy like, and the two walked out.

The two walked to the end of the corridor, where then Shouta pushed Oboro onto the wall.

“That day, when you saw my soulmate’s name.” Shouta started as his eyes turned red and his hair stood up. “You panicked because your friend in there has the same last name. Tell me now, are they related.”

Oboro stared at Aizawa and smiled. That annoyed him. This cloud motherfucker was mocking him!

“Aizawa, M/N isn’t close with her family, and she doesn’t talk about it.” Oboro lied. He didn’t know what story you were telling so he came up with the best one he could fit your narrative. “Even then, it would rude of me to ask my friend if she has any family member who have two soulmates, as she has non herself.”

Shouta thought for a moment and then turned off his quirk, letting go of Oboro.

“So your not… Dating my soulmate, are you?” Shouta asked.

Oboro blushed but pushed Shouta off of him and got himself off the wall.

“No, but that’s their decision to make if they want to date someone else, not ours.” Oboro answered.

Shouta got mad and was about to push Oboro back onto the wall but Oboro grabbed Shouta’s hand and glared.

“M/N is of the belief that soulmates are forced to love each other.” Oboro glared into Shouta’s eyes. “I believe something different, where we can choose who we love. You and Yamada may have chosen to love each other, but that doesn’t mean your third part wants to as well. I’m sorry, but that’s a reality, where soulmates are no longer being simply romantic, but tare platonic. Whoever she or he is, they will choose. If you expect them to love you right away, your in for some heartbreak, Aizawa.”

Oboro let go of Shouta’s hand and walked back to the classroom. Shouta stood there in shock.

Could Y/N really not love him?

As he stood there, he started to doubt himself. Maybe he was wrong about soulmates, maybe Oboro was right, maybe Y/N would choose not to be with him and Hizashi.

His heart fled with dread and sadness.

He wanted to cry.

---

When Shouta and Oboro left the classroom, you were left alone with Hizashi and the other students of the 1A UA class.

“Are you soulless like, Shirakumo?” one student asked.

“Yes, I am.” You lied.

“Are you only friends with Shirakumo because you are both soulless?” Another asked.

No, it was because he was a true friend to you, but the fact this person asked if the only reason you were friends because of the number of soulmate names.

“Why, would you not be friends with someone based on the number of names on their wrist?” You asked.

The class went silent, and you felt Hizashi’s intense stare. His heartbeat rang loudly in his ears as he watched you speak.

“4% of the population as no names on their wrists, another 1% have more than two.” You stared at the student who asked you that question. “That means roughly 5% of the population does not have one soulmate. That is 1 out of 20 people. That’s 1 person in your class, in each class. Are you really going to stand there and ask me if I would simply be friends with someone based on the number of names on their wrist? Is that how you plan on saving people? By the number of names on their wrist?”

Everyone’s eyes glued to you. Some full of anger, some full of shock, some full of wonder.

Sure, you went overboard, but you could feel Hizashi. His eyes through those tinted glasses.

You felt small in the foreign classroom, surrounded by inspiring heroes who would have soulmates who love them.

You could feel the judgement eyes from everyone staring at you. Some may have agreed sure, but the judgement was there.

You don’t know how long everyone stared at you, but it stopped when the door opened to reveal Oboro.

“Okay! Let’s get back to work!” He smiled.

Everyone back away from you and Oboro walked towards up, resting his hand on your back as he leads you out of the classroom.

“What the hell did you do, Y/N?” he whispered.

You glared at him for when he used your name and he closed the door to the classroom.

“I simply said as Heroes they shouldn’t judge people on the number of names on their wrists.” You snap back, in an admittedly rude tone.

Oboro sighed and rubbed the palm of his thumb in the area between his eyebrows.

“Y/N, you shouldn’t have said that.”

“Why not?” You barked at your friend. “Are you telling me it hasn’t been hard in a class or around people your whole life judging you simply for having no name?”

Shouta, who was out of your eye view, had started to hear you two bickering and started to ears drop. He felt a longingness to you as you spoke, the passion within your voice forcing him to listen.

Shouta didn’t understand why he felt this way for you. You weren’t his soulmate.

But, your words touched him. He remembers when he was younger and people mocked him for having two names. He accepted his love would never be returned and that he would be pushed to the side like everyone said he would. But then he met Hizashi, and his world changed. Hizashi had so much love to give. He would probably love the whole world if he didn’t have a name.

“Not everyone is like that, y’know? You’re not like that.”

What the hell was he saying? You two both didn’t have names so of course, she wouldn’t be like that.

This was so confusing to Shouta, why would he be obsessed with what you were saying.

“Oboro, we both know why I am this way. I want to remove myself from the idea of soulmates… I don’t think it is something we should force upon people.”

Shouto cringed at you calling Shirakumo by his first name. How close were you two? It made his heartache and darken.

“Oboro, why don’t we just… date each other?”

Why did the world feel so big?

Why did the world feel so dark?

Why did the world feel so empty when Shouta where you say that?

Why did he care?

Why did he feel numb?

There was a silence, which even Shouta couldn’t explain. It was like Shirakumo was also in shock from your word.

Shirakumo took a breath in a took a step away from you.

“I’m sorry, L/N.” He said, breaking your heart. “I know I have said to you, choose your own path regarding the names, but… I said that for you, because I don’t see the point in a relationship.”

You felt stupid.

Did you chase after a relationship that couldn’t happen because you didn’t see your soulmates loving you? Did you chase the love that couldn’t happen because you didn’t want it to?

Shouta was confused with Shirakumo responds, he thought you two were dating.

You breathed out, putting on a fake smile.

Your friendship with Oboro was going to be over after this, and you knew it.

He studied with your soulmates, trained with them, and had to sit there knowing their missing piece.

This was your fault.

“I’m sorry, Shirakumo.”

You slowly started to walk away, and Oboro watched you.

That would sadly be the last time you two saw each other officially.

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After that day, you two would see each other walking home from school, but besides that, you wouldn’t see each other.

The school year ended and a new one started. Your second year in high school and your second last year in school.

You were walking home from school like every other day. The sky was cloudy and dark.

You saw someone though, someone you never expected to see.

Shouta Aizawa was standing in your way, looking down the street Oboro would walk down.

You didn’t see his eyes, but he was in his hero uniform and was covered in dirt, dust, bruises and cuts.

“Your in Shirakumo class, right?” You asked softly to him as you stepped closer to him.

He turned his head slowly, revealing to you he was crying.

Was it from the pain he was in?

“Do you need any help? I know your in the hero course and you look badly hurt. Are you here to see Shirakumo?”

When you said your old friend’s name, he stiffened.

You stood there, letting him breathe. He was hurt, you could feel it from where you stood.

“... Oboro and I became friends this year, you know?” He said softly.

“Really? Last year he talked about wanting to befriend you.” You smiled softly. “He must be really happy!”

You didn’t want to get too close to him in fear of your soulmate bond, but you couldn’t stand there and avoid a person in pain.

“... We were both interning at the same place-” He started to chock on his tears. He turned his head and sobbed. His knees gave him and he fell to the ground crying.

You rushed over, dropping your bag and putting your hand on his back and you kneeled down next to him. You activated your work and started healing him straight away.

“It’s okay, your okay. You need to breathe. You are having a panic attack. I need you to take deep breaths.”

He slowed down his breathing and did what you said. A minute had passed and he had calmed down. Tears still poured from his eyes but his cuts and bruises were no longer there.

“He is dead.” He breathed out.

You almost didn’t hear him. “Who is dead?”

“Oboro… He died trying to save people… He was hit at the back on his head…”

Your heart dropped.

And your hair turned into a green fire, which radiated your regeneration quirk.

Shouta looked up at you, seeing your eyes flood with tears.

You couldn’t heal the dead, nor someone who wasn’t there.

#shouta aizawa x reader #hizashi yamada x reader #shouta aizawa #hizashi yamada #eraserhead #eraserhead x reader #Present Mic #Present Mic x reader #erasermic x reader #poly #x reader #reader is female #bnha #bnha x reader #mha #mha x reader

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lovinggiverzombie · 3 years

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Aizawa X Reader pt.8 Bitter,Sour Taste: Remember

You woke up seeing Aizawa right next to you then you remembered what happen the night before you smiled getting up to get dressed. Lucky it was the weekend so no work you put some of Aizawa cloths on the bed so when of if he wakes up. After you got dressed you open your closet to find a brush you forgot were you put it till something feel out. It was a letter was a that Shirakumo gave to you when he told you how he truly felt. You reread it over and over again ready to cry what have you done you slept with another man. I you were the who died he would never do that and worse it was one of his best friends. You looked to the person who is still sleeping on your bed. *he’s not suppose to be there* you thought thinking of Shirakumo on that side of the bed but he’s not there it was Aizawa Shota. you got up ready to walk out of the room till you heard “Hey kitty cat why don’t you come back to bed” “Um...i’m going to make breakfast”. “Alright i’ll met you down there” he said you walked into the kitchen thinking of the little food fight you and Oboro had. ‘Hey kitty cat how’s your morning today’ he said hugging you from behind kissing you neck I”’m good sho how was your sleep” he soon bit you neck “Ahhh..sh..shota not now it’s the ahhh”. He was sucking on you neck he soon lead you back into the bed room pinned you on the bed you can see the same lust in his eyes from the night before. “Hey sho should we do this aahhhh” he was kissing you neck again taking of your shirt and his he soon went for your chest. You moaned under his touch witch turned him on even more. You soon got on top of him taking out his member sucking him off till you stopped you can’t do this he’s not the man you were going to marry. till he graded you head to look at him Hey kitty you alright you seem a little down” “Um...Aizawa what are we?”

#aizawa x reader #aizawa x y/n

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sero-pairo · 2 years

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BnHA Oneshots

by Rxven_editz

Heyo!

in this book i will be writing: -Character x Character -Character x reader -headcanons

Request rules: -i don't really like angst, so keep it to a minimum. -these are mostly teens so i will not write any explicit content, makeouts are where i draw the line. -don't get mad if i don't write your request, there can be multiple explanations for it. -please write out an actual scenario idea, there will be a higher chance of me actually writing it. -i will do Character x f!reader but i myself use he/him pronouns so i will probably write m!reader more.

Enjoy the sh*tshow!

Words: 117, Chapters: 1/?, Language: English

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

Rating: Not Rated

Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply

Categories: F/F, M/M

Characters: Bakugou Katsuki, Kaminari Denki, Midoriya Izuku, Todoroki Shouto, Dabi | Todoroki Touya, Shigaraki Tomura | Shimura Tenko, Sero Hanta, Kirishima Eijirou, Shinsou Hitoshi, Ashido Mina, Uraraka Ochako, Iida Tenya, Asui Tsuyu, Aizawa Shouta | Eraserhead, Toga Himiko, Iguchi Shuuichi | Spinner, Kurogiri (My Hero Academia), Yamada Hizashi | Present Mic, Shirakumo Oboro

Relationships: Bakugou Katsuki/Midoriya Izuku, Bakugou Katsuki/Kirishima Eijirou, Bakugou Katsuki/Todoroki Shouto, Bakugou Katsuki/Kaminari Denki, Bakugou Katsuki/Shinsou Hitoshi, Kaminari Denki/Shinsou Hitoshi, Kaminari Denki/Kirishima Eijirou, Kaminari Denki/Sero Hanta, Bakugou Katsuki/Kaminari Denki/Kirishima Eijirou, Bakugou Katsuki/Kirishima Eijirou/Midoriya Izuku/Todoroki Shouto, Bakugou Katsuki/Shinsou Hitoshi/Todoroki Shouto, Bakugou Katsuki/Sero Hanta, Kirishima Eijirou/Todoroki Shouto, Kaminari Denki/Sero Hanta/Todoroki Shouto, Dabi | Todoroki Touya/Shigaraki Tomura | Shimura Tenko, Shigaraki Tomura | Shimura Tenko/Reader, Toga Himiko/Uraraka Ochako, Sero Hanta/Todoroki Shouto, Bakugou Katsuki/Reader, Aizawa Shouta | Eraserhead/Yamada Hizashi | Present Mic, Aizawa Shouta | Eraserhead/Shirakumo Oboro/Yamada Hizashi | Present Mic

Additional Tags: I'm Bad At Summaries

source https://archiveofourown.org/works/40461588

#Kamisero #serokami #kaminari denki #sero hanta #kaminari x sero #sero x kaminari #ao3 feed #bnha #mh

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deleteddewewted · 3 years

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Kurogiri/Oboro Shirakumo Master List

Fics:

Oneshots:

Headcanons:

Omega! Kurogiri Headcanons

Omega! Kurogiri Part 2

Drabbles:

#oboro shirakumo x reader #shirakumo x reader #shirakumo oboro #shirakumo x gn! reader #shirakumo x m! reader #shirakumo x f! reader #kurogiri x reader #kurogiri x m! reader #kurogiri x y/n #kurogiri x gn! reader #kurogiri mha #kurogiri x f! reader #kurogiri bnha #mha #bnha

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Hey, I just read your Kurogiri omega and was wondering if you could do a part 2, but with Kurogiri remembering his time in the AU when he was Obroro and how he met the alpha reader until the day of his "likely" death?!

I've been trying to find an excuse to continue that, so thank you for being that excuse, anon!

Omega! Kurogiri Part 2

🚨spoilers🚨

Kurogiri x M! Reader

Omega! Kurogiri Headcanons Part 1

TW: Angst, Death, Unhealthy Coping Mechanism

You couldn’t tell him he was your mate. It would place you and him in danger.

You kept going to Tartarus to visit him but decreased the frequency of them.

Kurogiri did not take this lightly.

You were leaving him again.

You both had built something meaningful and you were leaving.

Kurogiri laid down on the bed he was given and stared blankly ahead of him.

The world became dimmer as the time passed. Eventually his eyes closed and he drifted away to the lovely abyss of sleep.

“Shirakumo!” The blue mist haired boy turned around and spotted his two friends call out to him.

Yamada, the loud blond, was dragging the dark hair Aizawa with him. He looked eager to tell him something.

“Hey man! Uh, something going?” He asked. Yamada was way to energetic for it to be his usual and Aizawa didn’t look all that annoyed either.

“You won’t believe it man! One of our classmates is super hot!” Yamadas face held a small blush to it while Aizawa turned his head around to ignore them.

He was also blushing.

Shirakumo laughed at the two and wrapped his arm around Aizawa's neck.

"Oh really? Tell me more." He teased.

Yamada gave him an entire speech about how their classmate was hot as fuck and how the guys name was really pretty. He was fanboying over someone he barely knew.

Shirakumo thought it was cute how affected Yamada was by the new student so he couldn't wait to meet him.

When he did meet you, his inner omega purred.

Everything about you was perfect and beautiful to him.

He wanted to get to know you better.

Thats what allowed a friendship to bloom between you both.

He smiled a lot throughout the day but it became brighter when you would walk into the room.

His omega purred at him, begging him to get closer to you so he could take your scent in. Look at your beautiful eyes and your beautiful face.

You would catch him staring at you, the lingering trail of smokey blue hair giving him away every time.

You also liked him, a lot actually.

Easy on the eyes but with a big personality.

Welcoming, comforting, everything you would ever want in a significant other.

You found it endearing how he took the initiative to keep Aizawa away from rude and mean people.

You could also see how your guys friend, Yamada, would falter. His smile dropping for a moment when he thought no one was watching.

That always happened when Aizawa and Shirakumo were together.

You were all young, so it didn't matter who was dating who or what the future would hold. The now was more important then anything else.

Shirakumo contemplated what he could do to court you.

He jumped to the conclusion of courting instead of asking you if you were wanting to try a relationship with anyone.

He told Aizawa and the black haired boy just looked at him. His eyes saying something that his mouth wouldn't.

Didn't matter how well Shirakumo knew him, he didn't know how to read his eyes.

"Should i get him a bouquet? Maybe his favorite foods? Ah, i dont know what to do! Aizawa help me!" Aizawa recommended he just asked you out.

"You're so not romantic, but i still love you." He missed how much his words affected Aizawa. The black haired boys face was tinted red, his neck taking most of the blush he couldn't show on his cheeks.

Shirakumo made up every possible scenario inside of his own head and instead asked Yamada for some help.

"Yo! You should totally make a dramatic confession!" Shirakumo and Yamada planned everything out.

It did not go well.

You made it clear to him that you weren't looking for anything at the moment and that you just wanted to be friends with him.

Shirakumo and his omega became upset. His spring like scent became muddled, dirty water and a harsh smell overlaying itslef in a thick blanket.

His personality didn't change around you, he was still smiles and laughter.

When class would finish he would walk with Aizawa back to the train station and vent about everything you did that day.

"He looked so handsome eating that pudding and the way he leaned on his arm. So hot." Shirakumo sighed.

Aizawa felt very conflicted. He was happy for his friend but something else made itself present when he spoke about being with you.

Shirakumos pinning wouldn't stop and it finally got to a point were he would openly flirt with you.

You didn't mind it, in reality, you were as much of a flirt back.

This game between the two of you played out with him complementing you with big charades.

You would be more tactile. Occasionally touching his arms or running your hands threw his smoke hair.

It was pleasant. His hair parting into tendrils and at times having a mind of its own.

It would wrap itself around your wrist preventing you from removing your hand.

Enough time had passed that you felt like pursuing something more with him.

Something more romantic.

Shirakumo dragged you to the roof top one day.

All he said was that it was important.

"I like you, a lot. You're just so...handsome and pretty and beautiful and everything else thats good really." He stopped and began to walk around the roof top of the school.

"My omega is going nuts with your scent and it honestly drives me crazy too." Shirakumo danced around you.

"If you only knew how much i want to hold you and kiss you every time you help Aizawa out. That one time you helped that omega by fighting those meat heads off of them. Purring for you, baby!" Shirakumo got close to the roofs edge.

"Everything about you makes me and my omega want you. I-" Shirakumo slipped from the edge and fell.

You ran to catch him, maybe you could save him.

Shirakumo would most likely die, you wouldn't get there on time to catch him.

Your heart pulled with dread and dropped when you heard him scream.

Then, a peak of mist made itself seen from the edge of the roof.

“Shirakumo!” You yelled at him as he floated above you.

He flew around in his cloud, circling around you laughing.

“Was that intentionally?” You asked once he got down from his cloud.

His face became red as he watched you look at him expectingly.

“Ah, yeah?” You laught at his response and pulled him towards you.

You ran your fingers threw his smoke like hair and cupped his cheek in your hand, thumb gently caressing his face.

“You know? You should really stick to just two word phrases. I don’t think you have the mental capacity or brain cells for anything more.” You teased.

He gave you a goofy smile while he practically melted into your touch.

You were heaven and safety for him.

His inner omega begging him to ask you to be his mate. To bond. To do everything with you.

To be yours and you be his alpha.

His mouth a body moved on their own. He couldn't stop himself from getting closer to you and wrapping his arms around you.

"I'm sorry,” He stared at your eyes and admired them more a moment, “but you’re to perfect to just put into two words.”

Shirakumo closed the gap between you two and kissed you.

Both you and him, and your secondary sexes, we’re overwhelmed and overjoyed.

It was a thrilling emotion that coursed through you. The giddiness of being able to say that this was someone you would like to invest all of your time on.

You both loved each other so much, nothing in that moment or the ones to come could ruin that.

Then in your second year, Aizawa brought you Shirakumos speaker.

It was battered and broken. Wet.

Destroyed.

Aizawa said nothing to you, the other alpha walked away from you without batting an eye or even acknowledging the blond beta running after him.

You felt your legs give way as you fell to the floor. Vision becoming blurry and warm streaks falling down your face.

“So what should we do? We both want to mate but we can’t risk our careers.” “Don’t worry about Y/n. You’re already my mate. My omega is telling me that you’ve already been accepted and naturally, I’m always glad to call you mine. Fuck the rules!” “Sure, whatever you say, my mate.”

The happy memories and the planned out future you both had with each other was now just a dream.

It was delusion you had set yourself up for.

Your mate was gone.

“So that’s who you are.” Kurogiri spoke into the empty cell. The dream having woken him up.

He turned to lay on his side and stared at the invisible cell door.

He didn’t attempt to fall back to sleep.

You laid awake in bed, face pressed into an old jacket that was clearly worn down.

It was faded in color and no longer had that signature scent you adored so much.

It no longer smelled like spring.

Or like fresh air.

It smelled like you and your laundry detergent.

Your mate was dead and you both never got the chance to make it official.

Would never have a family of your own. Never have your first anything together.

Never have another moment with each other.

He was gone and yet still here.

Your mate was a terrorist who found no issue in killing others.

“Goodnight…my omega. Sweet dreams, Oboro.” You drifted off to sleep once your eyes closed.

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