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ao3-deviance · 8 months

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(Guess who's got a sinus infection? Man, fuck this noise. Have some pouty Kirishima, since last time I was sick I wrote sick Bakugou)

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Kirishima felt it as soon as he woke, before he even opened his eyes, and he groaned.

"Eijirou?"

Bakugou, as usual, had probably been awake for at least an hour already, and he brought the smell of coffee with him when he entered the room.

"You okay?"

"I'm getting sick, Katsuki," Kirishima whined. He felt Bakugou's familiar fingers brush against his forehead.

"Oh?"

"I can feel it in my throat," Kirishima complained, finally opening his eyes, squinting against both the morning light and the general brightness of his husband. "I won't be able to breathe tomorrow for the congestion. It's going to be horrible."

"Well then I better get some supplies today. What are you feeling?"

"Congestion. Sore throat–" He sneezed, sudden and violent, and he groaned again. "Sneezing. Damn."

Bakugou hummed, leaning down to kiss his temple. "I'll do the shopping today. You rest."

"But Katsuki, I'm not sick yet. I just know it's going to happen," Kirishima argued, sitting up. "And we have a lot to do. Those insurance claim forms need to be submitted. I agreed to run a training class tomorrow after work. We're supposed to be having dinner with the squad on Thursday."

"I'll take care of the forms, and I'll find someone to cover the class for you. The squad can wait and see how you feel in two days; we can reschedule if you're not feeling up to it," Bakugou immediately handled his concerns. "None of that is the end of the world if you're not feeling well."

Kirishima pouted, sitting forlornly in the middle of their bed with the duvet wrapped around him. "I hate being sick," he mumbled. "Like, sick enough to not be working, but not so sick that I don't feel like I should be working."

"That's cause you're a workaholic, babe," Bakugou chuckled. "We both are."

"I'm a hero, people count on me to be there! I can't just not show up!"

"There are other heroes. It's fine if you take some time off," Bakugou said, handing him the mug of coffee. "Drink this. Now I'm going to go make us breakfast." He cupped Kirishima's pouting face. "One thing at a time, okay?"

"Okay," Kirishima reluctantly agreed, and Bakugou rewarded him with a peck on his nose. "You're going to get sick yourself if you keep kissing me," Kirishima warned.

"I'll never stop," Bakugou argued, kissing his forehead, over his eyes, his cheeks. "Let those fucking germs try me. I'll explode them dead."

Kirishima laughed, smiling for the first time that morning. Bakugou reflected it back.

"There's my sunshine," Bakugou murmured, kissing Kirishima properly. "Good morning, Ei."

Despite it all, Kirishima agreed. It was still a good morning.

#kiribaku #bakushima #my writing #bakugou katsuki #kirishima eijirou #sick fic #fluff

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schniggles · 5 months

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Children, Behave (39258 words) by Schnikeys Chapters: 7/15 Fandom: 僕のヒーローアカデミア | Boku no Hero Academia | My Hero Academia (Anime & Manga) Rating: Teen And Up Audiences Warnings: Creator Chose Not To Use Archive Warnings Relationships: Bakugou Katsuki/Kirishima Eijirou Characters: Kirishima Eijirou, Kirishima Eijirou's Family, Original Characters Additional Tags: Pre-Slash, juvenile delinquents, POV Third Person Limited, Alternate Universe - Canon, BnHA Manga-Compliant, Strangers to Friends, Kirishima Eijirou Wears Crocs, Identity Reveal, Police Misconduct, Kirishima Eijirou Does Not Go to U.A. High School, Kirishima Eijirou-centric, Betaed, Don’t copy to another site, POV Kirishima Eijirou, Suspense

Chapter title: Recombinant Buddy

Chapter summary: Kirishima Eijirō interacts with some adults who think he’s an upstanding young man, some adults who think he’s an embarrassment to his parents, some adults who think he’s an adorable little goth, and some adults whom he’d much, much rather have no idea who he is.

Chapter notes: Contents include police misconduct, legally-permitted repression of civic engagement, culturally sanctioned child abuse, nerdlings who do schoolwork together for fun, therapeutic smashing, organized crime, and HARDCORE PUNK!!!

(Updates Mondays! The link may work a little oddly because it's archive-locked. If necessary, go to my author page first.)

#Boku no Hero Academia #BnHA #KiriBaku #BakuShima #Kirishima Eijirou #BnHA fanfiction #BnHA fic #Children Behave #Schnikeys writes

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skuhy · 1 year

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kiribaku fic recommendations

-a (too long) collection of my all-time favourite kiribaku fanfics! :) (available on ao3!!)

-Artificial Affection by KiriBakuHappiness

chapters: 1/??

(unfinished)

Hello Bakugou-san, welcome to Karbon Copy!

Your new personal AI wellness companion is only [1 day old] but it’s already capable of changing your life. Kiri-bot will help you become a better you, and provide you with the support that you need whenever you need it most. Have you got goosebumps yet? We do too! Follow the personalized link to get started!

Katsuki stared at the generic, copy-paste, IOS-riddled template. He continued to flick his pen around restlessly between his calloused fingers while he read that carefully crafted marketing blurb over and over again before he finally straightened up in his seat and flipped open the cover of his brand new composition notebook.

Well… better get this shit over with.

-- OR --

After being forced to take a leave of absence from his research program at the Musutafu Artificial Intelligence Agency, AI-software engineer Bakugou Katsuki decides to bring his work home with him.

-Why Is Everything So Weird With the Lights Off? by KiriBakuHappiness (yes, again)

chapters: 1/1

Kirishima’s never really considered what Bakugou would be like when he was drunk and he’s kind of curious to find out but also a little apprehensive. This was still Lord Explosion Murder he was dealing with, after all.

Bakugou stops in the middle of the room, taking in all of the posters on the walls and eyeing suspiciously at the punching bag as if he’s never seen one before in his life. He sways a little before he frowns and squints dangerously. Kirishima tenses in preparation for some snarky remark about his inability to decorate, but all that comes out of Bakugou’s slurred mouth is, “This isn’t my fucking room.”

Wow, okay, maybe he’s a lot more drunk than Kirishima first thought.

--OR--

Kirishima can't imagine who would be trying to talk to him so late on a school night, but when he opens the door and finds Bakugou Katsuki drunk, he can't just turn him away, right? What kind of a friend would he be if he did that?

-Roses are red and they taste like shit by Unbreakable_Red_Riot

chapters: 6/6

Katsuki was really fucking sick of the smell of flowers.

-I wasn't looking for love (but then there you were) by dragontrappedinhumanskin

chapters: 1/1

Bakugo always fucking hated riding the subway every week, its crowded, loud and he's tired, but then he starts seeing the same redhead every time.

-- Katsuki blinked in disbelief. What the shit, he’s asking to play rock, paper, scissors. Is he fucking five years old? Who can be this stupid?! And he took his hand off the handle, does he want to fall?

Katsuki glared at him, but the redhead just smiled, and his eyes glint with a challenge, and before Katsuki can really think it through he’s taking his free hand and making a fist in front of himself.

The redhead’s smile turned less challenging and more cheerful, and Katsuki decided that this might not be that bad. He’s going to fucking crush him at rock, paper, scissors, even if it’s a stupid game.

-My Baby (Literally) by dragontrappedinhumanskin (yep, again)

chapters: 1/1

Bakugo gets turned into his five year old self.

__ He finally notices the blond fluffy hair, and with that anger, and the lack of Bakugo even though he’d been running errands with Aizawa as a chaperone. . . No fucking way.

-hummingbird boy by gumrude and liliumm

chapters: 1/1

Bakugou has dimples.

They’re not noticeable. Not by much, not with the way he scowls to hide them. But Kirishima still catches them, the first time he makes Bakugou crack a grin after he trips and fails a new stunt on his skateboard.

When Kirishima sees it—it’s a tiny dip in his cheeks, and one under his chin. They’re out in the sun, and small shadows tuck into his dimples charmingly. He’s grinning wide, boyish and rude and unhinged. He’s laughing, too, and the sound is brash.

Or; Kirishima learning what it really means to yearn.

-president of the krbk club by hiuythn

chapters: 1/1

Izuku watches, in a disbelieving and horrified sort of fascination, as Kirishima and Bakugou fall in love.

-disarm me by hiuythn (YES, again)

chapters: 2/2

Bakugou’s hands are made for winning.

They’re made to reach for victory, to grab what they want and refuse to let go.

Bakugou’s hands are not made for holding. They’re not made to cradle, or to help. His hands are calloused and rough. They are not meant to cherish, to be gentle, to be safe.

When he’s not using them to blast his opponents to dust, he keeps them sheathed in his pockets like the weapons they are. A gesture of goodwill—a handshake, from him, would be deadly. His hands are deadly.

And that’s how he likes it.

That is, until Kirishima.

-i can be needy (way too damn needy) by hiuythn (AND again)

chapters: 1/1

Standing on your own for so long has its drawbacks. Bakugou learns.

-ORBIT by hiuythn (...i like hiuythn)

chapters: 4/4

Bakugou is hit with a quirk that throws him through space and time—only to end up at Kirishima’s side every time.

-help me get out of my head by popcap

chapters: 1/1

“Don’t let go."

"Deal."

-to bury my love by armadil_Lo

chapters: 1/1

Bakugou Katsuki has been in love with Kirishima Eijirou for six years. And today, Kirishima is marrying somebody else.

-every little bit (helps the fire burn) by mintandmarmalade

chapters: 1/2

(unfinished)

Force is all Katsuki’s ever known. He’s never stopped fighting, and he has no intention of changing that now. It’s worked for him so far.

But the new guy lifts a rough, bandaged hand out of his pocket before answering; his eyes are bright, like he’s thrilled to get to take the mic. “Hey! I’m Kirishima,” he says, then locks eyes with Katsuki before flashing a grin full of huge, shark-like teeth. “Nice t’meet you guys!”

Oh, no.

There’s no fucking way this is happening.

Katsuki has spent his whole life trying to prove himself by beating down everyone who doubts him, whether they think he’s weak or because his bullshit Goddess of a mom won’t stop flinging love interests his way. That was the plan for his sixth summer at Camp Half Blood - never show weakness, even if the new Ares kid with the unwavering smile isn’t deterred by his walls.

Honestly, it's not going great.

-it's really good to hear your voice by mintandmarmalade (again)

chapters: 1/1

Kirishima Eijirou is happy - twenty-five years old, a rising pro hero, and living with his childhood best friend and long-term boyfriend, he has everything he could ask for. He’s happy. He has to be. This must be all he’s ever wanted.

Late one night, Eijirou gets a phone call from the one person who makes him wonder.

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the-singlest-pringle · 2 years

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Kiribaku fics go one of two ways:

Classmate: Kirishima and Bakugou are such good friends! They’re always cuddling and holding hands and declaring their undying love for each other. Homies for life!

Them: We’re literally fucking gay.

-OR-

Classmate: Are Kirishima and Bakugou dating? They’re always cuddling and holding hands and declaring their undying love for each other. They must be boyfriends!

Them: No, we’re just each other’s best friend!

(They end up together in the end)

#MHA #bakugou Katsuki #Kirishima Eijirou #kiribaku fic #kiribaku #bakushima #krbk #they’re boyfriends your honor #they’re idiots your honor #fanfiction

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mostofthingsmostofthetime · 1 year

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Hey so I know I don't have a lot of followers after having to re-create all my blogs after breaking my phone & forgetting all my logins but if your a MHA fan & specifically a KiriBaku shipper I could really use your guys help finding a particular fic.

I can't remember the name of the fic or the author but I remember the plot pretty well.

In this fic while quirks do exist there are no heros or villans & instead quirks are used for professional fighting (think boxing or martial arts tournaments).

Bakugou is one of these famous Quirk fighters but he's unmated aggression (yes this is an A/B/O fic don't judge me) has finally been deemed a serious enough issue by a higher up at Allmight's angency leading Bakugou to be blackmailed into taking time off under threat of being exposed as an omega (by pretending that he got injured) which would end he's career (as Omega's aren't really "supposed" to take part in Quirk fighting).

While on probation he's also been told to try out a special online therapy that turns out to be an anonymous scent match up service (bassically he sends the company a......let's call it a biological "sample" 😅, the company analyses it, send him a selection of scents to choose from then after he tells them which ones he likes he can request certain items from that donor to use for he's own purposes but the donors can also ask the same from him, both parties are free to decline such requests though).

At the same time as this is going on Bakugou has also been crushing on Kirishima (who in this AU is a former high school quirk fighter who had to give it up due to a serious injury) who now works at he's fravriote restaurant.

Bakugou & Kirishima are unable to smell what eachother are due to government enforced scent blockers.

Kirishima ends up telling Bakugou about how he used to struggle a lot with he's unmated aggression when he was younger until Fatgum pushed him to sign up to do the same scent therapy that Bakugou's agency are secretly pushing him to do & because Kirishima says it really helped him calm down Bakugou descides to give it a try & he ends up finding he's perfect scent match via one of the anonymous alphas on the website.

Meanwhile the Bakugou & Kirishima's friendship starts becoming strained due to Bakugou's growing conflicting feelings for he's favourite red head & the new mystery alpha in he's life, on top of the threat to he's career if he can't prove to he's superiors that he can keep he's biology under control.

Edit - The fic is called Primal Agression Therapy by Sagegallows, if any of you are interested. I definitely recommend it.

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kiribaku-fics-whatever · 2 years

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Soulmates 2

pickup lines and valentines by aloera

“Hey, isn’t that Kirishima’s hoodie?”

“Yes.”

“Why are you wearing Kirishima’s hoodie?”

“He’s my boyfriend.”

Ochako grins, ruffling his hair. “You’re so cute, Katsuki, honestly. Like, you’re the only person who thinks that pretending to date Kirishima is somehow less embarrassing than just admitting you’re cold.”

Bakugou and Kirishima find out that they're soulmates after two years of dating. Their friends are more than a little out of the loop.

Heart Strings by starofjems

Red. Red was all Bakugou could see sometimes. His father called this ability to see strings of fate a gift. Bakugou called it curse. He never wanted to be fate's pawn, never wanted to willingly play its games. More than anything, Bakugou had never wanted to know who was at the end of his string.

There was no turning back.

Little Words by nightmoonz

Everyone has a Soulmate, and the words you're born with are the first words your Soulmate says directly to you.

Bakugou was born with only one word, one word that is said far too often, so when Bakugou enters UA the last thing he expects is to find his Soulmate.

his is the sun by bwyn

“Now that is how you score a goal!” laughs Eijirou.

Bakugou doesn’t look at him until Eijirou’s hand comes down on his shoulder—then it’s the full power of eyes like fire and a grin like the god of war blasting Eijirou. He freezes for a beat, and in the time it takes for him to recover, Bakugou has already left Eijirou to jog back to the centerline, accepting whoops and hollers from his teammates with a slasher smile.

Eijirou has—seriously—never been more glad to have him on their team.

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An AU in which Kirishima and Bakugou meet on the soccer field and things spiral from there.

firedancer by kiroiimye

Eijirou has learned to love, from his mothers, his sisters, and Crimson Riot, and it shows on his body, in the way that the flowers are colored and several are stemmed and rooted, how he doesn’t have many flower scars and bruises, from where the flowers fade away.

But Bakugou? There’s barely an inch of color on him, only displaying pearly pale skin. Perhaps in another world, showing such simple skin is normal, but in the world they live in, where Quirks reigned dominant and floral tattoos are the norm, Bakugou is the outcast.

In which Kirishima Eijirou has been in love with his best friend for all of three years and the flower tattoos on his back just keep growing.

Heart Made For Taking Flight by timetoboldlygo

"You seem like you have a good soul, Bakugou," Kirishima grinned, acting like that was something sensible people said.

"That's the worst reason to save someone's life I've ever heard," Katsuki scoffed. "And I don't have a good soul." He'd know better than anyone.

Katsuki trusted things he could see, things he could feel. Things he could back up with his own power. Souls were not included, so he didn't necessarily believe they existed. Really, he didn't even think about them, or hearts, or true love, or any of that bullshit. He didn't know or care if it existed and he didn't need to know, either.

Slowly but surely, one Kirishima Eijirou saves his life, remains by his side, and changes his mind.

Achromatopsia by PurplePersnickety

They lifted Bakugou up, Eijirou’s breath sliced into his lungs for a moment, and colour splashed across his vision. But the cavalry battle was about to begin. There was no time to consider it, or laugh, or talk, or do anything but meet Bakugou’s red eyes, red framed by yellow-gold-pale hair, and bare his teeth in readiness.

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Until you meet your soulmate, you only see one colour. When you touch your soulmate for the first time, the true colours of the world appear.

Unless, perhaps, you're colour-blind.

Tiger Lily by LunarFlare64

Kirishima Eijirou didn't want to stick his soulmate with something as permanent as a tattoo, not without permission.

Apparently his soulmate didn't feel the same way.

A tattoo war, of sorts? Playful tattoo drama? It's hard to explain but it works for them.

Soulmate AU where whatevers drawn on your skin appears on your soulmate's, and in a world like that tattoos are taken very seriously.

someone has to know by TuesdayTerrible

In which Kirishima gets hit with a quirk that leads him to the truth he's always known, and the sacrifice he's willing to make for it.

Or Bakugou Katsuki loses his best friend.

Now I'm Covered in the Colors... by CharWright5

Kirishima thought he didn't have a Soul Mate. Kirishima thought his crush's Soul Mate was someone else. Turns out, he was wrong about everything...

Let Me Know Where I Can Go To Save My Soul by sodomizzerr

Children get a single vision of their soulmate when they're around five, and only for a few minutes. And as much as Bakugou would love to have Shitty-Hair as his soulmate, he knows damn well the little fuck he saw had black hair and flat teeth.

show me where it hurts by JustAKilljoy

Bakugou's beginning to have panic attacks at night, ones that don't belong to him. In which Bakugou learns to love someone else, and Kirishima learns to love himself.

Soulmate AU

#bnha #kiribaku #bakushima #kiribaku fic rec #the writer rocked #writers #list

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animlcrisscross · 2 years

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I commissioned this beautiful piece of art from @/Nobamol for my fic

Crystal Clear

“Hi.” He said with a smile as their arms touched.

Katsuki grabbed his arm, moving his head forward to place a light kiss on his forearm.

“Missed you.” Katsuki smiled, placing another soft kiss, the touch like swirling flower petals.

He chuckled, “Missed you too.”

Katsuki linked their fingers together, hiding his face in his arms to drift off.

With a shaking hand, he lifted Katsuki’s palm cautiously. He felt his nerves tremble and his stomach churn and his heart burst to life as he slowly brought Katsuki’s hand to his lips.

He let out a quiet breath, looking at the tuft of Katsuki’s blonde hair as he let the skin of his palm tickle his lips.

Eijiro placed a small kiss on his thumb, the sensation making tears, of all things, pool in his eyes.

He didn’t expect it to feel so nice, so right, so breathtaking.

#krbk #kiribaku fanfic #kiribaku #kirishima x bakugou #bakushima fanfic #bakushima #ao3 kiribaku #bakugou x kirishima #kiribaku fluff #kiribaku angst #krbk ao3 feed #krbk fanfic #kiribaku fic #kiribaku fanfiction #bakukiri #krbk fluff #krbk fanart

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c0smicmatcha · 16 days

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CHAPTER 12 IS UP !! <3

“Run while you still can,” Kirishima mouthed urgently across the room, his eyes wide as saucers. But before Katsuki could retreat, a small, determined party-goer spotted him, dashing towards him as she held hands with Echiko. “You’re next!” she declared triumphantly, grabbing his hand with surprising strength.

But it was too late. Before Katsuki could even process the warning, a horde of tiny party-goers descended upon him. They grabbed at his hands, tugging with surprising strength, their laughter ringing in his ears like some kind of siren song.

“For the record, I came here for my fucking clothes, you absolute cunt!” Katsuki shouts with no malice, willingly allowing himself to be dragged away towards the backyard reception. The space was an explosion of pink, a barrage of tulle and glitter that seemed to permeate every corner of Kirishima's residence, transforming it into a scene straight out of a fairy tale. Echiko, the youngest Kirishima, was radiant as a princess should be on her birthday, surrounded by her court of equally enthusiastic friends.

#krbk #kiribaku #bnha #bakushima #kirishima eijirou #bakugou katsuki #katsuki bakugou #eijirou kirishima #krbk fanfic #ao3 #ao3feed #ao3 fanfic #ao3 link #ao3 writer #fanfiction #archive of our own #fanfic #my fic #fic rec

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seventypercentvodka-writes · 1 year

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KRBK FIC ON AO3

Happily ever after

By seventypercentvodka on ao3

Summary:

Bakugou didn't ask for a stupid villain,

he didn't ask for a kid,

and he DEFINETLY didn't ask to be stuck in a fucking faiytale.

So, I thought it was about time I uploaded this one here.

Most couples are already stablished but you guys can vote for your favorite and I might add it as well 💕

You can comment suggestions too!

#bnha #bakugou katsuki #eijiro kirishima #kiribaku #boku no academia #red riot #mina ashido #bakushima #ao3 fic recs #mpreg

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amberss · 2 years

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Kiribaku Fic Recs

hey guys! I'm obsessed with this ship, as it's noticeable if you go to my blog haha, so i decided to make a fic rec list for them 💚 it'll be continuously updated as I read more! hope u like it!

Edit: since now I have another rec list too, I'm gonna link it here. This is a list of my personal recs, and it's also being updated 🐝

[this list is sorted by the amount of words. tell me if this doesn't work]

• More than 50k •

quote love unquote by @newamsterdame

When Kirishima Eijirou's band hits the big time, he's not prepared for his newfound fame. He's even less prepared to meet the actor he's been crushing on for years, or to start dating him as a publicity stunt. The closer Kirishima gets to Bakugou Katsuki, the more he realizes he's in over his head. But it's hard to stop, once his heart is in it.

Rated: T, Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply, Words: 135,781

Moment of Truth by Fanficsmything

A fanfiction based on the 2009 movie The Proposal that turned into its own storyline and lovingly stuffed full of cliches.

Rated: M, Warnings: Creator Chose Not To Use Archive Warnings, Words: 104,611

Coffee Cups and Cigarette Butts by RedRiotsScar

Bakugou Katsuki has always wanted to be a lawyer. He’s going to be the best lawyer in Japan, but first, he has to be the best law student. He’s out to prove himself, especially to the red haired idiot who called him a dick on the first day of law school.

Or KiriBaku law school AU!

Rated: M, Warnings: Creator Chose Not To Use Archive Warnings, Words: 102,612

2 A.M by cityboys

Caught between cities, phone calls and shifts he didn't sign up for, Katsuki finds that he doesn't travel light as well as he thought.

Rated: T, Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply, Words: 67,432

Kirishima goes to a quiet seaside town to take care of his grandmother after she has a bad fall. There he meets Bakugou Katsuki and falls in love.

A Secret Admirer by KiriBakuHappiness

Bakugou Katsuki has a secret admirer and the class of 1-A is desperate to figure out who it could possibly be.

Rated: T, Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply, Words: 60,915

Tonight, We're the Sea by @itsthegameilike

Rated: M, Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply, Words: 60,715

Lying, Still by @uncomfortabun

So, when his mother sets him up on a blind date with a weirdly bubbly girl with pink hair and dark eyes, he thinks he’s just about had it – and he’s not too shy to tell the girl just that.

To his surprise, though, she wholeheartedly agrees, and they come up with a plan, which works out pretty well until they are faced with a new problem; Mina’s childhood friend, Kirishima Eijirou.

Rated: M, Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply, Words: 52,793

• 25k to 50k •

(Distance Makes the Heart Grow Fonder) FALSE by dragontrappedinhumanskin

When Bakugo and Kirishima get hit by a quirk that forces them to literally stick together or face the less then desirable consequences, how the fuck is Bakugo supposed to keep his crush hidden?!

Well, turns out he never needed to.

Rated: T, Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply, Words: 46,121

the fools rush by @chonideno

Or how Bakugou and Kirishima find a way to call each other “home” and struggle with the realization that once all their bills are on auto-pay, the only thing they still have to deal with is this pit full of feelings they have ignored for too long.

Rated: T, Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply, Words: 40,714

Lazarus by drifting_manatee

Katsuki Bakugou wakes up buried six feet underground, blindsided and trapped by a faceless villain. His quirk has been rendered useless, and his only tools for escape are a faulty cell phone and his own perseverance. With time running out, he is forced to confront not only his increasingly futile odds for survival but the rising tide of feelings he's kept buried all these years.

Rated: T, Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply, Words: 35,463

The Way We Love by i_write_shakespeare_not_disney

Or: I listened to a song and I ended up falling into the get together- break up- get back together trope that I kept complaining about

Rated: T, Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply, Words: 32,614

the fuel to your flame by sascake

He’s saved from Bakugou biting a chunk out of his arm at the ding from the phone. The three of them turn back to the screen, where ‘You have a Match!’ is emblazoned across it.

Rated: E, Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply, Words: 29,603

slow it down (go easy on me) by @newamsterdame

When a confrontation with a villain throws Bakugou through time, he's forced to face a future he never imagined, and maybe something he can't leave behind.

Rated: T, Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply, Words: 26,930

cotton candy hands by @chonideno

A series of soft vignettes in which a love-struck Kirishima and a touch-starved Bakugou care for each other and it's definitely not making their hearts jump through hoops, they’re never this close to kissing, no, they're totally best friends bro

Rated: T, Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply, Words: 26,107

• 15k to 25k •

ghosts beneath ink wash stars by cityboys

Eijirou's evolution from Bakugou's delivery boy to kind of, possibly, someone to come home to.

Rated: T, Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply, Words: 18,820

when a rock and a hard place love each other very much... by shizuumi151

Kaminari ends up as the middleman and can't do anything about it. But for the sake of courage, true love, and his sanity, he has to.

Rated: T, Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply, Words: 16,463

• 10k to 15k •

houdini by @chonideno

Kirishima gets stuck in a closet with Bakugou for the sake of a stupid game, and it's fine, it's only seven minutes, what's the worst that could happen.

Rated: T, Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply, Words: 14,142

The Best Medicine by chezka

Or, Kirishima sees Bakugou laughing, and his world shakes with it.

Rated: G, Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply, Words: 13,842

felix by @chonideno

the cat is a ball of reddish brown fur and unabashed cockiness, and he purrs his way into bakugou's list of living things he likes to have around, bringing a +1 with him

or how bakugou meets his neighbor, and everything sharp and pointy starts looking soft and squishy

Rated: T, Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply, Words: 11,967

• 5k to 10k •

the inherent eroticism of the sea by @chonideno

the new crew member is loud, confident and capable, and the ends of his hair curl like he's been in salt water. he feels like the sea, and bakugou loves the sea

or how the ship's engineer falls for the rookie

Rated: M, Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply, Words: 7,227

Tug by @uncomfortabun

Kirishima Eijiro is getting used to life in the dorms with his classmates, which is only made harder with his neighbor being the only person who can make his heart stutter insanely.

Rated: NR, Warnings: Creator Chose Not To Use Archive Warnings, Words: 6,763

Till Death Do Us Apart by codename_bewareofthefangirl

“I, Kirishima Eijirou, the Red Dragon, offer you my utmost loyalty and my humble life. I will stand by your side and protect you till the day death do us apart.”

Bakugou could recall everything.

But all he was left with were haunting memories and an empty heart.

Rated: NR, Warnings: Creator Chose Not To Use Archive Warnings, Major Character Death, Words: 6,727

watching you fall in love. (watching you be loved) by pxningfo0L

5 times Mitsuki saw her son fall in love, and the one time she knew someone loved him back.

Rated: M, Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply, Words: 5,135

• 1k to 5k •

what we deserve by @aloera

“Never have I ever met my soulmate,” Uraraka says. Drunk Katsuki takes a sip and the room goes silent.

Or Katuki's timer goes off at USJ. Eijirou's does not.

Rated: T, Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply, Words: 4,490

to have and to hold by @aloera

In which Kirishima talks about his husband constantly and the most his coworkers know about the mystery guy is that Bakugou absolutely hates him.

Rated: T, Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply, Words: 4,548

what I mean by @uncomfortabun

Bakugou and Kirishima are hanging out like always, and Bakugou decides to finally take a chance.

Rated: G, Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply, Words: 3,162

morpheus by @chonideno

5 times they fell asleep around each other and 1 time they didn't

or their step-by-step progress to waking up to each other

Rated: G, Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply, Words: 2,643

Bite by Moment_of_Tangency

“So,” Kaminari says, idly sipping his juice. “Alpha on alpha. What’s that like?”

Eijirou doesn’t look up from where he’s staring across the room, watching the back of Bakugou’s neck as he makes his way through the lunch line. “It’s a battle of wills.”

Rated: E, Warnings: Creator Chose Not To Use Archive Warnings, Words: 2,599

#kiribaku #bnha #mha #krbk #bakushima #kirishima eijirou #bakugou katsuki #mrs amber recs #fic recs #fic rec list #fic list #✨#i took some liberties with the summaries because some of them were just too big #also remember this is an ongoing rec list #that is #it's still being updated 😉

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the way you talk with your lips

Fandom: BNHA | MHA Pairing: BKKR & KRBK | Bakugo/Kirishima Rated T: SFW w/ mild sexual tension, mostly romantic fluff & hurt/comfort, 3rd year au, kissing + intimacy, second-hand embarrassment for bakugo, for lots of kissing, also embarrassed bakugo, mina is a good friend, light angst w/ a happy ending

Also found on ao3.

Bakugo Katsuki is good at everything.

Until he isn’t, but nobody tells him that, not at first. And by nobody that would be his bestfriend, former crush, current boyfriend of two years, Kirishima Eijiro.

It took a lot of dancing and pining before the two got together. Eijiro had to do most of the heavy emotional lifting to get to the mutual confessions, but it had been worth it to get to now, to holding hands and kissing each other in quiet moments between class and school work.

Eijiro prided himself on honesty and open communication, navigating the hardships of any relationship with care and patience. He's cracked Katsuki's tough shell, carving himself a door to knock on when things get rough so he could be let in.

But how do you tell your boyfriend he absolutely sucks at kissing?

He endures it for two years before the sturdy hero crumbles and confesses to Mina, the only person he trusts not to blow up and tell everybody (not Kaminari who can't keep a secret to save his life).

She loses her shit, and rightfully so.

Eijiro waits her out, sitting cross-legged on her bed, watching her roll with laughter, wiping tears from her eyes before it smears her eyeliner. He sighs, chin in hand, elbow on knee, patient.

"B-Bakugo can't ki-kiss?!"

"Shh! Not so loud! The walls aren't that thick, Mina," he complains in a hushed tone. He knows he'll be in big trouble if anyone were to overhear; the idea of Sero and Denki's taunting alone has him frowning.

"I can't believe this. Am I in a fever dream?"

Eijiro wishes.

"It's not that he can't kiss," Eijiro stresses, because of course Katsuki knew how to give gentle kisses against his temple on bad days or soft presses of lips on aching hands," it's just when things get... heated he loses it a little."

Mina finally settles, pink hair a mess.

“What do you mean by that?”

He lets out a frustrated whine, falling back to sprawl against the bed. "He doesn't know how to, like, use his tongue? He gets really into it, but he doesn't know how to make it good. It's really sloppy and just... I don't know. I feel bad saying it."

Eijiro didn't really care, not when he got to fall asleep next to his boyfriend every night, not when their dates were filled with laughter and sweet, whispered words.

He didn't need their makeouts to make his toes curl and leave him shivering. He just wanted the intimacy.

“You look like a kicked puppy.”

He groans, scrubbing his hands down his face. “You’re not helping. You’re supposed to be helping.”

“Honey, why don’t you suck it up and tell him?”

“Because he’ll never talk to me again if I do. You know how Katsuki can be…”

Temperamental. Private. Prideful.

And very much in love with Eijiro as much as Eijiro was in love with him. It feels like a low blow, it shouldn't make him yearn the way he does. But how much happier would he and Katsuki be if they both knew what they were doing?

"You could teach him," Mina suggests. "If you sit him down and talk to him, give him a day to stew about it, then show him what you want."

He supposes that's true, easy enough. So why is he so scared he's about to mess up everything by being greedy?

"How do I tell my boyfriend he's a lousy kisser when he doesn't like to admit he's bad at anything?"

A sound, something hard hitting the ground, the flap of paper. Eijiro looks up, heart dropping down into his stomach.

Because Katsuki is looking at him with heartbroken eyes.

Shit. Fuck, shit, fuck, fuck, fuck, and more shit.

"I-I, what are you doing here?"

Smooth. Eijiro wanted to bash his head against the wall, unhardened. Katsuki's eyes were shining rubies, beautiful and sad, and full of emotion, but hurt being the most prominent.

His focus shifts to the magazine that's been dropped to the floor. It's a fitness book, they'd been talking about getting new weights, Eijiro could use a new punching bag, something custom made with a Red Riot logo perhaps.

Now he feels even more like an ass.

By the time he looks back up, Katsuki's gaze has sharpened, no longer vulnerable. His walls were up, ruby eyes turned into broken glass, threatening to tear Eijiro open, laid bare and wounded just as Katsuki had been.

They searched, burned, questioned.

Then Mina moved, reminding them both that she was here, and they were having a staring contest in her room. Awkward.

“Ahem. Mom, Dad, I know you’re fighting but—”

“Oh fuck off!”

Katsuki shouts and quickly turns on his heel, the door slamming right after him, rattling the walls with echoes of his frustration.

Eijiro let out a breath he didn't realize he was holding. "Shit."

“Well that could’ve gone better.”

"Mina," he whines, grabbing a pillow and shoving it into his face, hoping to suffocate himself.

He can't see her roll her eyes, but he feels another pillow being thrown at him, landing on his chest. "Quit being a baby and go talk to your boyfriend like a manly man, or whatever it is you need to convince yourself to get off my bed."

Eijiro huffs, but does as he's told, getting up and slinking out of his friend's room. Apprehensively, he finds himself outside of Katsuki's dorm room, wringing the forgotten magazine in his hands. He finds the courage to knock, firm enough to be heard.

“Katsuki?”

He waits. After a minute he thinks he's being shut out, that he should give his boyfriend time to mope and seethe.

Then the door is ripped open, Katsuki's angry face greeting him with bared teeth. "What? Are you done humiliating me?"

“I wasn’t—”

"Shut the fuck up," Katsuki hisses, grabbing the front of Eijiro's shirt, pulling him forcibly inside the room, slamming the door then his body against it.

It’s another moment of intense eye contact.

Katsuki's nostrils flare as he attempts a breathing exercise, trying to keep himself from exploding. It's cute, as cute as a raging bull can be.

Eijiro can wait for him. He’s done it countless times before, giving his explosive boyfriend silent support.

The struggle is plain across Katsuki’s face. Eventually he calms down, slowly like a deflating balloon; hunched shoulders relax, the wrinkle in his brows smooth over, even his mouth softens.

Forehead meets shoulder, defeated. “I thought you liked kissing me.”

It's heartbreakingly melancholic. Eijiro wants to kiss the sadness away, but it'll take more than that to mend the hurt ego of his boyfriend.

"I do, I like kissing you a lot! It's just... how you kiss sometimes just—," he bites his lip, unsure.

There's a puff of hot breath at his shoulder, he can feel it through the cotton of his shirt. Katsuki lifts his head to look at him dead on. “Talk clearly, dumbass.”

"You're really sloppy!" He blurts out before he can back out. He's committed to being honest, that's what Katsuki is asking of him. The guilt is still there, tugging with greedy hands, worse when seeing his boyfriend's gobsmacked face.

"Hah!? What the fuck, Ei?"

"Look just— you said talk so just listen okay?" He points to the bed, earning a huff and small shove.

There's grumbling and shuffling, but eventually they're sitting on the bed, facing each other. Eijiro nervously presses his palms against his knees, taking a deep breath.

"I love kissing you. It's, like, my favorite thing to do! Your lips are so soft and your hands are so warm—"

“Fucking— damnit Ei, get to the point!”

Flustered, Katsuki also presses his hands against his knees, trying to wipe the nervous sweat away. He licks his lips, self-conscious.

Eijiro gives him mercy, reigning in the sappiness for now.

“You get too… excited. Like the way you use your tongue is, I don’t know, too much. If you’d just slow down maybe?”

Katsuki growls, frustrated. Was he using too much tongue? Was he too aggressive when they kissed?

"You never said anything before," he mumbles. Did he use too much teeth? No, he figured that one out after their first kiss.

“I didn’t want to embarrass you.”

“And telling Pinkie wasn’t?”

“I needed advice!”

They grow quiet again. Eventually Katsuki reaches out, grabbing one of Eijiro's hands tightly. He pulls, pulls until his boyfriend falls into his lap. With arms tightly wound around a familiar waist, Katsuki can finally breathe.

“Then show me. Show me how you want me to do it.”

Eijiro is very aware of his position, the way he's straddling his boyfriend, hands resting on strong shoulders. Manly, he can’t help thinking.

He's hesitant at first, scrutinized under Katsuki's penetrating gaze. He feels seen through, and the glimmer in those eyes challenges him, dares him to put his money where his mouth is.

Or rather his kissing skills where his mouth is.

Fingers fit along Katsuki's jaw, making him shiver. Trying to keep his heart from beating out of his chest, he stares up. Eijiro's hair is down, soft strands of red tickling his cheeks. He has half a thought to move his hands, to pull hips closer or run a hand through that hair. He doesn’t, trying to give his boyfriend the reins.

It's hard, he's used to taking the lead, but maybe that's the problem. Eijiro needs to lead, to take, and the idea is a turn on if he were honest with anyone besides his thoughts.

"Ei," he murmurs in encouragement, skin buzzing with anticipation the longer he has to wait.

And Eijiro, damn him, smiles. It's unfair how he steals Katsuki's breath away with little effort, keeping the explosive blond hopelessly in love.

Finally, Eijiro leans in, head tilting to fit their lips together. It's soft, softer than their first kiss, and it sends pleasure and happiness through Katsuki like lightning.

He can't help the way his hands grasp at the back of Eijiro's shirt, or the hushed groan that leaves his lips. There's just something about having Ei's weight on him, hands touching him gently, the careful way they slot together like puzzle pieces.

It's that moment in the romance novels he secretly reads, the one that says 'Oh, you're the sun, and the moon, and the stars, and I'm an asteroid caught in your orbit, ready to collide with you.'

Katsuki will be happy to experience it again and again, forever.

But he has to focus, figure out what he's lacking, and how he can love Eijiro better. No way is he missing out on anything, eyes closed, but trying not to get lost in it like he usually does.

The first slide of tongue is hot and slow, unhurried, almost like it's making love to his mouth. Katsuki moans, shifts the weight in his lap, trying to press closer somehow.

It's not enough, it's never enough when it comes to Eijiro unless he's pinning the other boy down—

Lips break apart with a wet 'smek!' and Katsuki growls in annoyance as he opens his eyes. Somehow Eijiro is under him, hair splayed out looking up at him in a mixture of amusement and exasperation. Their hips are flush together, Katsuki can feel heat spreading from head to toe.

“Katsuki.” Eijiro is laughing.

He can feel his face burn up worse than his quirk. "Fuck, I didn't..."

"You always do this. You get so—" Eijiro rolls his eyes, but his smile holds no malice. It makes Katsuki want to kiss him again. "I love you."

And there goes his heart, melting like a popsicle under the heat of the sun, or maybe a warm mouth like Eijiro's.

He swallows harshly, leaning in again, but a hand covering his mouth stops him. He opens his eyes, forgets ever closing them, to see Eijiro grinning, the corners of his eyes crinkling with the force of it.

“Nope. I’m cutting you off.”

He tries to say something, muffled by the palm. He growls, moving until he can get into a position to bite.

"Hey!" The hand flies back, a pout replacing the wild smile. "You didn't even say it back, jerk."

“You want me to say it?”

It's Katsuki's turn to grin, one hand sliding up Eijiro's shirt, fingers dancing along exposed skin. It has the desired effect, the body beneath him squirming instantly, trapped and unable to escape the revenge. He pairs the tickling with gentle bites along his boyfriend's neck as Eijiro fights in his hold. There's laughter, some pleading, and when Katsuki thinks he's had enough, he pulls back. He takes another long look, taking in flushed cheeks, messy hair and a panting mouth.

The grin softens into a smile. "Fucking love you," it's a whisper, like a secret, reminding Ei that these words were meant for him and him alone. A grunt, impatient, follows. "Now can I fucking kiss you?"

Eijiro laughs with a nod, settling down as lips skim across his cheek. Katsuki tries on his own this time, starting the kiss slow, applying the short lesson he allowed Eijiro to give. He molds their lips together carefully, imitating Eijiro. Slowly he inches his tongue in to join, flicking it across pointed teeth teasingly. Pride swells in his chest when Ei moans, hands moving to comb through soft blonde hair.

Katsuki presses forward, reminding himself to go slow. Eijiro deserves the effort, the time it takes to break him down into a blissed out mess. He continues licking, then pulling back to initiate another kiss in the same slow manner. Everything grows hotter, deeper.

Eijiro keeps making these pleased little noises: hums, groans, even a few gasps when Katsuki adds a little nip. And Katsuki understands now why his boyfriend felt a little underwhelmed. There's something about the slowness that makes things more intense, more intimate.

When they finally part again, they need a minute to catch their breaths. Katsuki's lungs are filled with awe at the glazed look in Eijiro's eyes, the way his boyfriend is relaxed in the bedsheets.

Katsuki is no longer an asteroid, he's a comet crashing and burning with love.

"Ha," he says the second he can breathe again," I'm the fucking best."

He's not offended by Eijiro's laugh for long, not when he's pulled back in for another kiss. Because Bakugo Katsuki is a fast learner, and he refuses to be bad at anything, especially loving Kirishima Eijiro.

#sfw fic #mha fic #bnha fic #hurt/comfort #light angst #angst with a happy ending #second hand embarrassment #fluff #kissing #intimacy #kiribaku #bakushima #bkkr #krbk #bakugo x kirishima

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