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pairing: kiribaku x black fem! reader

cw// smut, praise, submissive reader, oral, overstimulation, anal, swearing

[when you return home from a particularly draining day of hero work, it appears that your boyfriends have a few surprises for you—far beyond just making dinner ]

[a/n] it’s been a while since i’ve posted here, so i hope you enjoy it, especially since i put my back into this one. also! bold text means it’s in japanese.

also also! i should mention that this inspired by the va yuzuya! particularly one audio he has on his patreon. if you liked this, you should definitely go check him out in youtube where he has a kiribaku series!

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"HEY GUYS!"

your excited voice spills through the speakers, making katsuki perk up; even though he wouldn't admit it, he got excited—he thought maybe you were finally home.

it only took you saying something else for him to realize it was a recording he was hearing; one he's heard before.

"that fucking idiot" he growled, getting up and heading toward the kitchen; the recording continues as he does so, "—okay! you guys have been blowing up my phone, though. i'm sorry, i'm still not in the position to be taking calls right now but i—"

by now katsuki had reached the kitchen, and clicked off the loud speaker; eijirou, who was currently cooking something—hell if katsuki knows what, but it smells good regardless—whined

"katsuki~ i was listening to that~"

"so? we've heard it like twenty times already!"

the man sighs, turning his attention back toward the stove, "we haven't seen or heard from her all day. . .i just, wanted to hear her voice"

"you're so clingy—what the hell are you gonna do if one of us gets sent on a mission, huh?!"

eijirou pauses, tensing up.

shaking his head, katsuki goes to hold eijirou's hand, "you always worry yourself sick; yeah, it fucking sucks being away from her, but she'll be fine—she's strong enough to handle her own shit"

"you being worried is like saying you don't believe in her—and that's not it is it?!"

"—no! of course not i just—. . .i miss her"

katsuki lets out a sigh, moving to hug eijirou from behind, ". . .me too"

"what are you making, anyway?"

"oh!" eijirou's face lights up, "s'[n/n]'s favorite!"

"she always cooks for us, so i thought i'd use the tips you gave me to return the favor"

katsuki responds to this with a lazy hum, resting his face in eijirou's shoulder

after a moment of comfortable silence, eijirou looks up,

". . .y'know, katsuki. . .?"

"hm?"

"i just had an idea. . ."

[. . .]

"you did good work today, [h/n]. go home, i've kept you long enough"

"—thank you, ma'am!"

you bow to your superior before running into your agency to get your things; you didn't even bother changing into your civilian clothes.

"see you tomorrow!" you call to your boss, who was still outside by the time you had finished up.

using your quirk to get home faster, you excitedly take out your phone.

"hey baby!" you called kiri because you knew he was gonna answer, but how excited he was to do so made you wanna melt

"hey! is katsudon there—"

"—i told you to stop calling me that, dumbass!"

guess that answers your question.

"hey, you two. . . !" eijirou stops that interaction from escalating, before changing the subject,

"we miss you so much,"

"i miss you too—but don't worry, we won't be apart for much longer"

eijirou gasps, "you're coming home?!"

you smile, "as we speak, love"

"katsuki, babe—did you hear that?"

"—i'm standing right next to you, course i heard it!"

"relax, man. . .jeez"

"leave it to katsudon to ruin the vibe—"

"—what the hell did i just tell you?!"

feeling like you've bitten off more than you can chew, you look down at your phone, "oop—would ya look at that—gotta go!"

[. . .]

as your house came into vision, you stopped using your quirk.

your heart was racing with excitement, but as soon as your feet touched the ground, gravity laid into you with the force of a truck

it was almost hard to breathe, but it's not like you haven't felt this way before

"oh—pins and needles!"

okay this is definitely the worst case of soreness you've had in a while, but you're a pro hero for crying out loud; it would be shocking if you didn't come home in pain

but damn, does this hurt

this back pain has you feeling like an old lady.

you decided that the aching in your soles was much worse, so you put strain on your back in order to rid your feet of your boots

you look over the horizon, pain dulling substantially as you imagined yourself in the company of katuski and eijirou; the warmth, kiri getting emotional about your return, and katsudon inevitably getting pissed off

you'd bear all the pain your body could take if it meant getting to experience that again—a little ache can't stop you.

so you hobbled up to your front door, your knees buckling on the last step; your legs threatened to give up on you.

you steady yourself against the door as you unlock it, knowing that if your boyfriends saw you like this they would freak—especially kiri

as you pushed the door open, the feeling of immense comfort blasted you like ac in the middle of summer; the smell of home made it hard for you to do anything else but succumb to this feeling

collapsing in the middle of the hallway, you leaned against the door; you closed your eyes with a labored sigh.

just as you were starting to relax, a voice called out, "babe. . .?"

you opened your eyes to find eijirou and katsuki

the three of you just stared, afraid that moving would mark the end of this sweet dream.

you were starting to tear up despite the fact you had seen the two this morning—you had no idea why you were being this dramatic

"come here, already!" katsuki snaps, snapping you out of your trance; "alright. . .i'm coming, you big meanie. . . !" still exasperated, you scramble up into the embrace of your boyfriends

the hug could only be described as desperate; you three hugged each other like you had been deprived of some sort of life force

the pounding in your chest finally came to a slow, and you went to break away but the two were still trying to squeeze the life out of you.

"c'mon guys, i stink—let go of me!"

"i won't ever, babe!"

"hell no!"

you giggled, before pausing. you realized that the "home" you were smelling seemed a lot like food "so," you changed the subject "are you two cooking?"

"oh!" kiri finally lets you go, "that reminds me! i'm almost done—in the mean time, why don't you take her to the bathroom, katsuki?" he gets up to return to the kitchen

you stare up at the pomeranian, a dumb smile plastered across your face, "oh~? what's this about?"

"you'll find out if you shut up and follow me"

"i'm coming, i'm coming" you snort, forcing yourself to your feet

a sweet smell fills your senses as you get closer to the bathroom

"babe?" you call; he simply looks back at you, his expression unreadable to you in that moment, "what is. . . ?"

as you finally reached your destination, your eyes widened.

rose petals: the bathroom was drowning in them—there was a trail leading to the tub, and in the actual water, too.

also, there were candles everywhere! that explains the sweet aroma. it's a fire hazard, honestly.

this was kiri's doing for sure.

"is this. . .for me?"

"no, it's for casper the ghost"

not even katsudon's snide comments could ruin this moment for you.

you reach for the fastening on the back of your suit, but katsuki gets it for you. letting out a sigh, you remembered just how constricting this costume is.

just as you were pulling it off your shoulders, katsuki's hands slipped beneath the opening he had just made. his warmth stayed for moment before fanning out, gently separating the material from your sweaty skin.

it wasn't long before that wretched garment was discarded in the corner

"katsuki. . ." you giggled a little, feeling embarrassed now that you were so exposed

you thought he'd try to poke fun at you—say something about how you stink—but instead he took you into his arms. that was so effortless—not a grunt or strain to be found

he places you in the bath, and god; this feels heavenly

"i told shitty hair not to light so many damn candles" katsuki grumbles, making a round and putting some of them out

you expected him to leave after this, but instead he comes around behind you.

placing hands on your shoulders, he begins to move them in a rhythmic motion

oh, you realized what he was up to.

"that feel good?" you couldn't help but giggle at katsuki's attempt at being gentle

"yes katsu. . .thank you"

. . . .

upon giving it thought, this is rather. . .interesting

"first the bath. . .now this? you two are up to something. . ."

"just shut up and enjoy the massage"

"okay, okay!"

[. . .]

now thoroughly relaxed, you and katsuki join eijirou in the kitchen, where he was plating his dish.

"my favorite. . .kiri, you didn't"

it was a dish from your home—much different than japanese cooking

he really learned how to make it. . . ? all for you?

you put your foot down, confronting the two men "okay, you two are definitely up to something"

"huh? what do you mean?" kiri raises a brow

"why are you being so nice? katsuki, did you break the tv again—"

"—i told you it broke on its own, dumbass!"

"why do we have to be apologizing to do something nice for you?" eijirou giggles, "we just love you, babe. we know you had a rough day so we wanted to pamper you a little, that's all"

"really?" the two nod, "oh. . ."

"anyway, let's eat! i'm itching to know what you think!" kiri changes the subject

the three of you took your seats,

"itadakimasu!"

[. . .]

"why don't you go up to the bedroom, hun" kiri suggests, kissing your cheek, "me and katsuki will clean up"

he means you don't have to wash dishes with the clean freak? say less

"okay!" you chirped, practically skipping up to your shared room

after changing into one of katsuki's shirts, you went to lay down

unfortunately for you, you couldn't sleep no matter how hard you tried

you sat up, feeling sort of. . .empty—like you were missing something.

throwing your legs off the edge of the bed, you kicked your feet like a child

you suddenly gasped and shuddered as the image of katsuki and eijirou on top of you forced it's way into your head—their voices in your ears, each praising that you're 'taking it so well'

you looked around—just making sure no one saw that.

upon confirming that no one did, you look down at your knees, coming to a realization

oh,

so that's what it is. . .

you can't lie, you sort of hoped katsuki would've tried something when you were in the bath earlier—and you're hoping the two of them will try something now.

naturally, you could feel your heart pounding and your stomach tightening as footsteps approached the bedroom

"oh, you're still awake?"

"dammit, why the hell you always have to wear my shirts?"

the difference in how they reacted to seeing you there could honestly give you whiplash; you giggled, responding to the last thing you heard, "because it makes you the angriest"

but. . .if they expected you to be sleep did they not plan on making love to you?

shit, will i have to ask now?

see, that's your problem; fighting blood thirsty villains on the regular? no sweat.

but somehow, the concept of telling your boyfriends when you wanted sex eluded you

"well, since you're not sleep yet; katsuki never did get to massage your whole body, huh?"

"huh? i mean—no, i guess not"

"how the hell was i supposed to do that when she was in the bath?"

"but fine, i'll—"

"—uh—actually!" kiri stops him,

"can i do it?"

"knock yourself out" katsuki was already headed to the bathroom, presumably to complete his night routine

"alright, babe just. . .take off your shirt and lay down for me, alright?"

"alright. . ."

you did what was asked of you while eijirou went to retrieve the massage oil

you shuddered as the cool air grazed your skin, before laying down on the somehow even colder comforter

you became hyper aware of yourself at that moment—was i really gonna wear a bra to bed? at least that makes this moment less awkward

by now kiri had returned, "you look so cute like this. . ."

it's just. . . the way he looks at you. . .you can't help but get a little flustered

"no need to get shy, babe i'm just telling the truth. you're really beautiful, y'know"

"just hurry up with the massage, eijirou!"

"oh—just cuz you said that, i'll compliment you even more now"

"you're so amazing," he leans down, placing a kiss on your stomach at each word, "your body is so perfect, babe"

"how'd we get so lucky, huh?"

"kiri. . .c'mon, already"

"alright, alright"

eijirou pours some of the oil into his palm, warming it between his hands before placing them on your diaphragm. you melted into the warmth of his soft hands.

you kept telling yourself that you should be relaxed, but clearly your shoulders didn't get the memo. how could you relax when the feeling of his hands on your body was so innately sensual—or is that just me?

running his fingers down your hips, eijirou paused for a moment before meeting eyes with you, "i'll massage your legs now, alright?"

"okay"

your entire body contracted as kiri's palms pressed into your thighs, getting jarringly close to that spot before he stopped completely. by now, katsuki had joined the two of you on the bed and also appeared to stop

this was just as you were starting to relax, too—this was very unfortunate

you glanced between the two of them, their facial expressions not giving you any answers

"hun. . .are you. . ." kiri finally makes eye contact with you, only making your nerves worse, ". . .wet?"

am i?

you shot up, looking down at yourself,

holy shit, i really am

guess that little scenario—courtesy of your brain—from earlier really helped that, huh?

"no, that's just—"

"—yes you fucking are, don't deny it!"

"don't yell at her, katsuki—it's okay, babe. i'm just. . ." kiri looks away, covering his face, ". . .glad i wasn't the only one who was thinking about you two"

your eyes flicker from your feet to kiri, ". . .really?"

"yeah. . .it's the reason i sent katsuki to help you in the bath"

"i knew i wouldn't be able to keep it pg. . .but. . .if you want it, hun; i'd be happy to"

"please. . ." you wrap your arms around eijirou's neck, snuggling into his chest

"alright," you could hear the smile in his voice, "are you up for it, katsuki—"

the two of you look up to find your boyfriend ridding himself of his clothes, "i guess that answers my question"

eijirou turns back to you, "why don't you make yourself comfortable, baby?"

nodding, you lay back down, tensing as a freshly naked katsuki joins you on the bed

"someone's eager"

"shut up"

"i take top, you take bottom"

katsuki only hums before getting in position to start kissing your thighs

kissing up the side of your neck, eijirou slips his hands underneath you, unfastening your bra. as you slid out of it, you let out a shaky laugh "you've. . .gotten better at that"

"heh. . .yeah, i've been really trying"

he looks down, "you're. . ."

". . .so cute"

he starts to caress your chest, placing the occasional kiss here and there

meanwhile, katsuki had begun a massage of his own; "katsuki. . ."

running his hands up your sides, it wasn't long before his fingers were tracing the hem of your panties.

you couldn't even focus on what was happening below before something above took your attention.

pain, then pleasure directly after—it was this warm, balmy feeling.

looking up, you realized that eijirou had just bitten the lobe of your ear before enveloping it in an open-mouthed kiss; he glances up at you expectantly, catching your skin on his teeth once again

your breath hitched, body shuddering, "eiji. . ."

you look at him once again—and though his mouth was currently occupied, he could even begin to hide the smug smile on his face.

then, it's almost as if everything was still.

eijirou had averted his attention toward your neck and you relaxed your shoulders, attempting to meld back into the soft comforter

wait. . .

your lower half feels really cold all of a sudden. . .

"katsuki—fuck. . ." you whispered, shaking as katsuki began tasting you.

your eyes fluttered shut, and you tried your best not to resist against katsuki's hands on your thighs.

you always seem to forget just how good this feels

eyes still closed, you lazily reach up to caress eijirou's face; his fingers trace your abdomen—you really enjoy the silky feeling of his skin on yours

you were prepared to fully submit to this moment, when katsuki all but yells at you,

"hey!"

eyes shooting open, you jolted upwards, "hm—what is it?"

he stopped moving, only keeping his gaze fixed on you as he says:

"look at me."

honestly, you don't know why you didn't see this coming; katsuki always demands eye contact—but you? you really couldn't bring yourself to do it without getting flustered

your face was so hot that your vision was hazy—you tried to blink it away, but it didn't work

you look to eijirou, hoping he'd get you out this situation but he only offers you a taunting chuckle, before positioning himself behind you,

he leans against the headboard, wrapping his strong arms around your waist.

realizing he'd be of no help, you opt to hide your face in your hands

"aw. . ." kiri coos, "no need to be shy, hun. . ." before moving your hands away, "look"

still attempting to blink away your embarrassment, you finally meet gazes with katsuki

you found the look in his crimson eyes both reassuring and worrying

gaze trained on you, katsuki gives you a teasing lick.

"god. . ." you broke away for just a moment, but somehow katsuki's expression was more intense when you glanced back at him.

he's making it so difficult—to maintain eye contact, that is

"your moans are so pretty. . ."

kiri presses a series of gentle kisses to your shoulder, before reaching down to massage your clit

. . .for all of two seconds—not even enough time for you to register the feeling—before katsuki swats his hand away

"piss off, shitty hair! . . .s'mine"

"possessive much? [y/n]'s mine too, y'know"

suddenly—perhaps out of spite—katsuki diverts all attention to your clit

a pulsing, throbbing pleasure went surging throughout your entire body

you throw your head back, resting against eijirou's shoulder

katsuki growls at this, "i told you to look at me"

"oh. . .katsuki—shut up, i'm close—"

it was almost as if that statement turned on a switch in his brain; he kept that same, steady pace but he was laser-focused on his "task"

he was like a robot—it'd be quite captivating if you could focus

"oh—fuck—please. . . !" you latch onto your boyfriends' hands, squeezing your eyes shut as you came undone in their arms

"atta girl" katsuki pats your thigh as he sits up.

barely giving you time to recover, eijirou excitedly exclaims, "my turn!"

he moves from behind you and you lay back down,

you waited for kiri to start, but instead he offers a hesitant, "um. . .actually. . .i was wondering if you could. . . sit on my face?"

"oh. . . ? i. . .—" you were taken aback, seeing as this was the first time he's ever asked you anything like this

you were conflicted; you had always wanted to try that

but you were also worried that you'd be too heavy, to put it bluntly

he's giving you the big puppy dog eyes, though! you can't just say no—you don't want to.

gnawing at your bottom lip, you began to nod, ". . .okay"

"really?! okay, lemme lay down"

he excitedly gets into position, shifting a couple times before looking up at you, "okay! c'mere"

you blinked, avoiding eye contact as you climbed on top of eijirou; closing your eyes as you hovered above his face.

"you're so gorgeous, baby"

you let out a shaky hum in response to this, before lowering yourself—you could only get yourself half of the way down before every bone in your body stopped you from going any further

stop right there, you will kill that man

your bones yell

but what am i supposed to do? he really wants me to do this! you try to make your case

just. . .make it look like you're sitting all the way down; he's not gonna know

okay

you meekly reply

"alright" trying to keep your voice from shaking, you stilled your body—or at least. . .attempted to

eijirou chuckled, "as much as i like this view, i'm gonna need you to sit all the way down, hun"

the lie didn't even last for five seconds, "huh? but i, am. . . ?"

katsuki sucks his teeth, crossing his arms, "your legs are shaking, it's a dead giveaway"

feeling embarrassed, you looked down; you decided your only option was to come clean about your worries "but. . .i'm too heavy, i. . .—"

"it's not like you're gonna hurt him or anything" katsuki sighs

eijirou nods from underneath you, "yeah! i'm the sturdy hero, remember? c'mon, babe. . .please?"

"o-okay. . ." you lower yourself until you were comfortably—and quite literally sitting on top of your boyfriend's face, which was enough to make you sigh out,

eyes fluttering shut, you reached behind you for support

even through closed eyes, you could tell katsuki had crawled closer to you and eijirou, "while you two are busy, i'll just make myself comfortable"

judging by eijirou's moans, it seems that katsuki began pleasuring him

"katsuki. . ." he whimpers into you,

"[y/n]. . . ?!" he speaks again, more urgently reaching up to grasp your hand; looking behind you, you noticed the look in his eyes, too "what. . .what is it?"

"am i. . .doing good?"

right.

how could you forget?

"yes. . .very good; you're such a. . .good boy, eiji" you smiled down at him

this comment alone seemed to enhance kiri's pleasure.

forcing yourself to keep your eyes open, you turn to katsuki, who looked as if he was prepared to upgrade the service he was giving eijirou

"w-wait. . . !" you stopped him

"i. . .wanna. . ."

katsuki snorts, "well c'mon already, then" he invited you over, but he didn't stop what he was doing with his hands

nodding, you lean over, taking kiri into your mouth; just this was enough to send him over the edge

"ngh—mmh~!" he's still going, somehow

you had to commend him for his resolve

if he keeps going like this. . .

all it took was his tongue entering you and you were done for

but just like your boyfriend, you didn't quit—in fact, you took more and more into your mouth

after awhile, your high died down, but. . .eijirou. . .

he always cums so much, you thought as eijirou continued to release

his chest heaved—you could feel his heart drumming against his chest—his body shook

until finally, his breath slowed and he took a break from pleasuring you

the three of you let out a pleasured hum, realizing the moment you all just shared

lifting your head carefully, you were prepared to swallow when eijirou urgently taps your thigh, as if telling you he needed something; with your mouth full, you couldn't ask—but your silence told all kiri he needed to know

"i. . .wanna see it. . .i wanna see it in your mouth, please" he asked, muffled.

"yeah. . .let's see it"

you glanced in between the two, a little shocked

letting out a whimper, you get off of kiri who eagerly sits up. eijirou and katsuki look to you expectantly

avoiding eye contact, you open your mouth, "ahh~" tilting your head back so that you don't lose any

"fuck, that's so pretty"

"yeah. . ."

you gagged as the warmth spilled into your throat.

katsuki places his fingers underneath your chin, closing your mouth

"now, swallow" you blink, doing as you were told—this is much more difficult than i originally thought

you genuinely struggled to swallow it all in one go.

"good girl" eijirou pats the top of your head

as you take a moment to catch your breath, kiri excitedly asks, "so. . .are we going all the way, or. . . ?"

the two turn to look at you, to which you nod—you didn't even hesitate, "yes! . . .please"

there's that feeling again; whenever you give consent, the way they looked at you felt. . .different—you felt emotionally (and physically) naked, it was. . .

it was embarrassing, there's no other word for it

you sat in silence, avoiding eye contact for what felt like minutes before your boyfriends finally broke away and looked at each other instead of you

"if that's the case; i had an idea" katsuki admits, holding your attention

he glances at you once again, "i was thinking we could both fuck you at the same time"

at the very least, eijirou seemed to get as flustered as you did

"so you mean she would. . .—"

"—be in between us"

"but. . .—she's never done anal before. she could get hurt if we force this kinda thing on her"

you could feel your heart dropping into your stomach upon hearing kiri's words. he really wants to try it now? you haven't prepared properly; what if you make a weird noise? or worse. . .

although. . .you had similar doubts about sitting on eijirou's face and that turned out great—but this is different

katsuki and kiri continued as you were arguing with yourself, "she won't, you idiot; she's been practicing,"

katsuki looks over at you, forcing you out of your head for a moment, "right?"

"y-yes. . ."

"and you didn't let me watch. . . ?" while eijirou was focused on whining, katsuki seemed to notice your 'less-than-enthused' tone

"if you don't want to, we won't."

"i do! i'm just nervous, is all"

"it's okay, we'll ease you into it like we would any other time" kiri reassures

"yeah, but she'll be on her stomach so you go on the bottom shitty hair—you'd probably tear her open regardless"

the shark boy frowns, "what? what's that supposed to mean?"

"don't play dumb, it's fucking huge!" katsuki yells

kiri looks down, red dusting his face, "it's. . .it's not that big"

"it is pretty big, kiri" you sigh

"moving on. . ." eijirou looks toward you, "why don't you lay down again, hun?"

you nod, your sweaty body welcoming the still-cold blanket. you focus on the dust on the ceiling fan—damn, if katsuki saw that. . .—as eijirou positioned himself behind you once again

katsuki places your legs on his shoulders before looking up at kiri, "hey, shitty hair; you still got that oil, right?"

"uh, yeah" kiri grabs the bottle off the bedside table, before handing it to him

katsuki takes a moment to warm it in his palms before starting to massage you there

you closed your eyes, whining as katsuki got you ready for him

kiri strokes your face, "how's that feel, [n/n]?"

"it's. . .different"

you thought with all your practice, you'd be used to how alien it feels by now

but no. . .

it wasn't a bad feeling—it was just odd

"hey. . .katsuki?" kiri starts, "can you maybe. . . ?"

"you want me to teach you?"

"y-yeah. . .i mean, i should know if you get sent on a mission, right. . . ?"

"okay, but pay attention because i'm not repeating myself!"

"got it!"

katsuki's finger is inside you now and, well . . .

this is something

it didn't necessarily feel good or bad—just kinda felt like someone stuck a foreign object up there, just as it had the first few times

you were starting to get worried you'd just be tolerating this feeling when the time comes

"when you get your finger inside, you crook it like this"

he demonstrates with his free hand,

"just, feel around a bit. . .you'll know if you find it"

"AH—fuck, katsuki" you jolt up

what the fuck is he doing down there?

you've never felt that before—this electric feeling of intense pleasure and a hint of pain—have you been doing it wrong this whole time?

"oh, like her g-spot?"

"yeah. . .like her g-spot"

as you writhe, katsuki smirks, "guess you have been practicing; you're already ready for a second finger"

as katsuki does this, eijirou continues to keep you relaxed, "aw~ so cute" he praised

"katsuki—god!"

"feels good huh, baby?"

"uh-huh"

that's when you realized that eijirou was behind you; reaching over your shoulder, you begin to stroke your boyfriend

he grabs your hand, "oh that's okay, hun; tonight's about you"

"but—OW, katsuki that hurt?!"

"have you been doing it like i showed you? it shouldn't hurt that much" katsuki eyes you, stopping his movements and removing his fingers

well, it never felt good when you did it, so you're gonna go with no

". . ."

"baby~" kiri whines

"you could get seriously injured! why didn't you let katsuki watch you?"

"because. . . ! that’s awkward. . .and weird!"

sure, he’s seen you in lewd ways numerous times already—but this? it’s too much

"well, i'll have to spend more time doing this now" katsuki sighs, rolling his wrists

you whine, wanting him to go back to pleasuring you, "you're such a spoiled little shit" he shakes his head

eijirou chuckles while you pout, "say please, hun"

"please~ katsuki? please?"

he only offers a hum, before obliging; you threw your head back, somewhat dramatically, as he reached 'that spot'

more and more

your body began to accommodate his fingers more and more

as soon as that happened, katsuki was almost ruthless with his fingers; he's getting impatient

he suddenly stops, and the two of you do as well

"hey, eijirou. . ."

"yeah. . . ?!"

eijirou seemed alarmed at the use of his actual name; must be serious

"come here"

eijirou does just that, gingerly laying you down as he gets from around you

he makes his way over to katsuki, who gestures in your direction, "look at that. . ."

your eyes were screwed shut, but you could feel their hungry eyes on you—tracing your frame over and over

"she stretched so well for us. . ."

"i think she's ready"

"okay! me first!"

eijirou lays down, patting his thighs

you couldn't hold in your giggling at this sight; you oblige, though—straddling your boyfriend's hips

you hum as you, sort've impatiently lowered yourself onto kiri

eijirou's breath hitched upon seeing just how ready you were; you sunk down to the hilt, holding your tongue all the while

"you got all the way down this time. . ." kiri looks up at you, starry-eyed

"you must have been really needy, huh?"

you kept your cool, though if you were being honest you were just as amazed as him

you've gotten more adjusted to his size over time but you've only ever been able to get half way down

you wiggle your hips, and it was almost as if that’s what it took for you remembered what you just did

body already shaking, you attempt to get off but your legs had finally given up and you fell back down—you yelped, your head throbbing as the pleasure took over your senses

god, it's been too long

"woah! you alright, babe?" eijirou steadies your hips, the warmth of his fingers helping less than he most likely thought

closing your eyes, you offer a feverish nod

"alright lay down on my chest, hun"

"y-yeah—okay"

you 'very gracefully' flop yourself onto your boyfriend, finding the racing of his heart both cute and comforting—at least you're not the only one

"you feel so good" eijirou sighs, stroking your face

"are you fucking done?" katsuki rudely interrupted your moment

sighing, kiri answers, "yes, katsuki; we're done"

with a grunt, katsuki positions himself behind you, "relax. . ." firm grasp on your tense shoulders, katsuki begins to enter you

"f-fuck! that’s—. . .you feel so good”

“katsuki—fuck!”

this is overwhelming—even with them unmoving inside you

i can do this, it's fine

after your breathing had finally slowed, you closed your eyes

"okay, go" and immediately, you felt like you were going to cum

"god, i can't—i don't know if i. . .—if i can handle this"

"it's okay babe," katsuki says, "just let go"

"yeah—just—close your eyes" eijirou adds

your moans became whiny and desperate as your body shook with your orgasm

"f-fuck!"

"can we keep going, hun?" kiri asks, though his tone was pushing ‘begging’ territory

you only nodded, wanting desperately for your boyfriends to get their release

however. . .you were so sensitive

very sensitive, "ah—ah! it's too much!" fuck, i thought i could handle it

"no~fuck—i can't!"

the two men tensed at your words—well, more like word, since 'no' was what they understood—but that made it worse

"should we stop?!"

"no! fuck—please don't stop"

at this point, you couldn't see.

your vision was overtaken by a white haze

your legs shook, you couldn't hold back any longer

so you screamed

you had never wished you could time travel more than that moment.

but to your surprise, that seemed to turn them on more

"oh, fuck yeah!"

"can you do that again?!"

the two begin to fuck into your relentlessly, chasing that reaction you just gave

and you gave it to them; how could you not?

it seemed that the two of them were getting quite close as well

"can we. . . ? cum inside? is that okay?" eijirou looks down at you

tears flowing down your face, you offer an exasperated nod

"yeah? alright, hun. . ."

"fuck!" the feeling of warmth spilling into you only added to your pleasure

kiri was pretty much out of commission, but katsuki kept fucking into you throughout his orgasm

all of you relaxed your bodies completely, shuddering and shaking all the while

okay. . .that was. . .a lot

you were conflicted; you wished the three of you could've lasted longer but you also really don't think your body could take it

fuck, they're still very much inside you

when you tried to move—wherever you tried to go, there was pleasure

kiri takes a firm hold on your hips, "st-stop squirming, babe" he gently lifts you off of him setting you back down on top of him

pulling out, bakugou growls, "we coulda lasted longer than that, fuck!"

"shh, babe—"

"—don't shush me!"

"she's trying to sleep"

"well she can't go to bed all dirty, shitty hair!"

"you can just clean her off like this"

you heard all of that, but zoned out after awhile

that is, until, "ah!" you feel an intense feeling of pain and pleasure shooting out from your core

"tender, huh?" kiri coos

"uh-huh"

"sorry"

katsuki applied less pressure as he continued to clean your body

after he was done, you went back to being dead tired; it wasn't long before you were drifting off

however, not before you caught this:

"we love you so much, hun"

"don't you dare fucking forget that"

#my hero acedamia #black reader #anime #fanfic #smut #kiribaku x reader #kirishima x reader #bakugou x reader

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vamppanda · 2 years

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Me getting marry two strangers.

Kiribaku x Black reader

Request by : no one

⚠️ warning ⚠️ : Dragon Au. Reader is still human.

Sorry I toke so long to give this up. I had to think of a good story. Anyways enjoy.

Wattpab: vamp_cat_fazbear

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' Do I really have to do this ?' You thought as you look out the air plane window. ' My mom must be crazy, thinking this well help her.' You see, you live in a world where dragons and humans live together in peace. Dragons is above humans, but they have magic and they rule the world. I know what you thinking why do they keep human?. Well, because they can give dragon more stronger and more magic. So they keep then as mate with human. Human can still be together and live freely.

So this is how you got here. Your mom want you to marry not one but two dragon guys. One was name Bakugo, the next dragon king and the second one name is Kirishima, the great dragon knights. You sights as you got out of the plane.

You got your bags out of the bags things that around. I don't know, what the hell it called. So you look around to see, if you can see them. ' So mom said that one as red hair and the other one has blonde, but I don't see them anywhere.''. After a while of looking, you just sit at one of the out to eat. You waited about an hour in till you hear footsteps coming your way. You look up from your phone and saw two guys. They stop right by your table. One of them was smiling at you and the other was looking away from you, but you was pretty sure he was mad.

'' Hey beautycool are you y/n by any chance?'' the red head said. You rise an eyebrow at him.

'' Yeah that me....what do you want with me ?''

The guy with the red hair rubs the back of his head. The blonde one growl and look at you.

'' We know you because -- WE ARE YOUR FRANCE.'' The red one started and the blonde one finish it by yelling at you with his tail and wings pointing straight up.

'' First of all you don't have to yell at me, because I am not one of your friends. I will slap you silly. Secondly you guys are late.'' You said.

'' Yeah sorry Bakubro here was taking a little longer to get out of the house.'' The red head said as he point at the blonde.

''Oh my name is Kirishima Eijiro and the is Bakugo Katsuki.''

'' So the blonde is name bakuhoe right.''

'' YOU DUMBASS .''

You got up and grab all of your stuff. Kirishima help grabs the other bags that you had. You guys begin walking out the airport. You all got in the car, while the maids help puts the stuff in the car.

'' So Kiri, Do you babysit Bakuhoe or,,,?''

Kirishima grin a little and shakes his head no.

'' I just keep him in line.''

'' Ooh''

'' I AM RIGHT HERE.'' Bakugo yells.

'' We know, hoe''

'' Hey bakubro calm down''

Bakugo growl and look out the window mad.

'' Is he always this mad.''

'' Yeah always..... but will get use to it.''

''oh'' '' yeah'' With that you lay your head on the window and fell to sleep.

A few hours later , You woke up in a bed. You look around and saw that you was in a bedroom. It look like a guest room. You slowly got out of the bed. You saw that you was still in your cloths, when you got here. You saw your bags. You put all of it together, that one of the boys must put you here and your bags. You dig in your bags to get one of your pj. You put on a grey sweaters with a bunny on it and white knee high shocks.

Once you was done putting your bonnet on. You got hungry, I mean you did miss dinner. So you decided that you should go find the kitchen to get some food. So of course you want to get some food. You open the door and saw that the hallway lights was on. Which is weird, but you close the door and said, '' Not today stain.'' Waited in till the morning. So you was going back to sleep.

When morning came around, Someone knock on the door. You roll over in the bed. Then a few minutes later, someone knock louder. So you yell out 5 more minutes. Then someone bust open the door and pull the covers off of you.

You jump up and look around, and you smack your lips. You see Bakugo was the one who pull the covers off of you. Booooooy was you ready to slap him to next week, Kirishima step in between you guys.

'' Why are you getting in my way?'' You asks.

'' Because I don't want anyone to hurt each other.''

'' Well Bakuhoe should of thought of that when he pull my covers off me.''

'' YOU WAS NOT GETTING UP, SO I TOOK MATTER IN MY HOLD HANDS.''

* Smacks *

That when their was a slap noise. You some how got your brown self press by Kirishima and slap the fire out of Bakugo.

Kirishima was shook that you pass him and slap Bakugo.

Bakugo was shook that you slap him.

You on the other hand was not shook, come on we all know it was coming. We all know he was getting his shit slap soon or later. Bakugo walk out of the room. Kirishima look back at you still in bed.

'' That not cool'' Kirishima said as he sat down on the bed.

'' So he was on a thin line with me.'' Kirishima nervous laughs.

'' Oh ok well we come here, because we want to come get you for breskfast.''

'' Ok '' You got out of bed, and walk to the open door. You look back at Kirishima, to see his eyes move up to you, because he was look at something else. *wink wink*

'' Well are you coming?''

''Oh yeah.''

When you two made it to the dinning room. You both saw Bakugo eating already. You sat down on the end of the table away form him. Kirishima sat down next to him. You and him start eating. Bakugo look at you.

''Blackly'' Bakugo said.

'' What'' You said as you look up at him.

'' You will be going to school.''

''Ok..........Wait......WHAT.''

Kiri stop eating and look at you. Kirishima look up at the roof.

'' Oh yeah, you do don't you.''

'' What you know about this to?''

Kiri put his hands up and sweat drop as his tail wiggle a little.

'' Why do I have to go to school? , I mean it ain't right.''

'' Well you have to do it, because you are marring us.'' Kirishima said.

'' And?!'' You said/ asks.

'' And you have to do it. It required for human dragon bride.'' Bakugo explains.

'' Oh'' You put your elbow on the table and sighs.

'' I don't really got it tho.'' Bakugo rise an eyebrow and cross his arms. Kirishima look at you confuse.

'' What part don't you get about it? beautycool.''

'' Well why do they human need to go to school?''

'' We will explain it to you?''

After Bakugo and Kirishima explain and when you got dress in some school cloths. When you got outside, Bakugo give a map to you. So you can find the school and walking back home again. Him and Kiri said there goodbye and a kiss on the cheek, and left to their work. It took an hour for you to find the school, but when you did you see people looking at you.

You just roll your eyes and kept walking to the office. Once you finish, you went to class. After some classes, it was lunch time. You stay there at your seat. You was on your phone, messaging Bakuhoe, because Kiri was worried for you.

'' Hey''

You look up to see and brown haired girl. She was smiling with her hands behind her back.

'' Um hi''

''Oh sorry my name is Uraraka Ochacco.''

'' Well Uraraka, My name is L/n Y/n.'' Uraraka pulls a chair right next to you.

'' So who are you marry to?''

'' Oh um Bakugo and Kirishima. You?''

'' Mine is Midoriya Izuku''

'' Cool''

You and her talk a little about your self and how your guys first meet our france. Then there was a big boom and the building shake. You and Uraraka look at each other. Then people start screaming and runing to the exit. You hear guns start shooting. You grab Uraraka and run behind the well away form window where you looking to the classroom.

'' Are you ok?'' You whiper/ asks.

'' Yes'' She whiper back.

'' Ok look i think we should get our phone out and text our france.''

''ok''

You text Bakugo since his chat box was already open. When you send it, you lay your head back and hope for the best, and you was prying to god. Just then you hear an other gun shoot, but this time it was closer. You hug Uraraka close to you .

' Please come and save us Bakugo and Kirishima,''

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Master List

#kiribaku #KiribakuxBlackreader #animexblackreader #xblackreader

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randommha · 4 years

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*talking about the new coffee machine*

Sero: If I break it, I'll pay for a new one

Sero: If Kaminari breaks it, he'll pay for a new one

Sero: If Bakugou breaks it, Kirishima will pay for a new one

Bakugou: Fine by me

Kirishima: Hey!!

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mhathotfic · 3 years

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Okay but imagine poly kiribaku

So kirishima and Bakugou are just trying to nap but you want attention. So you climb inbetween them, and have kirishima spoon you, and you wiggle your butt against him, then roll over to Bakugou and do the same to him, then just let the chaos unfold

Might end up self indulgent because, 1 my a comfort ship, 2 I know I ship myself with Bakugou, but Kiri is actually more my type irl, 3 am brat and can confirm if we want attention you’re giving us attention

Warnings: polyamory, swearing, brat reader, afab genitalia described, double penetration and overstimulation as funishment

Pairing: Katsuki Bakugou x reader x Eijirou Kirishima

-Ah the rare days where two top five heroes actually get to have the day off

-The house clean and laundry done, they didn’t have a single thing to worry about

-They could just relax and take a nap together until it was time to start dinner

-Curtains drawn lights deem, clean soft sheets and each other sounded nice

-Except to their partner that Bakugou affectionately calls their pet gremlin

-Who had been hoping to spend the day together doing something more fun then napping

-They had already tried to instigate something only to be put in an actual time out all by themselves for trying to pick a fight with them

-So naturally that only made them extra determined to get their way

-The order they had given them was to either let them sleep and find something to keep themselves entertained until they got up or join them for the nap

-But they never said anything about actually sleeping, just joining

-Technically not breaking any rules right?

-So it’s perfectly fine to put on one of their shirts and not wear any underwear with it if they join!

-And of course their only getting comfy laying between them

-It’s not their fault Kirishima thinks it’s cute when they act like that and responded with grinding back into them

-Nor was it their fault when he let out a frustrated groan when they turned themselves around

-Again just getting comfy

-Except Bakugou is a lot meaner than Kirishima and finds the brat thing less cute and a lot more fun to punish

-And isn’t the nicest when woken up unexpectedly

-Especially via brat rubbing their ass against him because they thought they were being sooo adorable

-Sits up and grabs them when they squeak and tried running

-“The hell do you think you’re going?! Thought waking me up was so fucking funny before didn’t ya?” “Ei-“ “Sorry Pebbles, not gonna get you outta this one, you deserve it”

-That’s how they end up overstimulated and stuffed beyond what they thought possible of their little cunt

-But after a whole lot of prep they managed to both fit

-Leaving them overwhelmed and clinging to whoever is in front of them because they can barely tell

-They’ve been at it for so long and switched around between orgasms so much that they can’t really remember who’s turn to hold them it was

#katsuki bakugou x reader #katsuki bakugou x reader smut #katsuki x reader #katsuki x reader smut #bakugou x reader #bakugou x reader smut #bakugou katsuki x reader #bakugou katsuki x reader smut #eijirou kirishima x reader #eijirou kirishima x reader smut #eijirou x reader #eijirou x reader smut #kirishima x reader #kirishima x reader smut #kirishima eijirou x reader #kirishima eijirou x reader smut #poly kiribaku

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kiribaku-headcanons · 3 years

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kiribaku + hcs

bakugou doesn’t like to nap. but kirishima does. sometimes bakugou will just lie in bed reading or watching a movie and cuddle kirishima while he sleeps.

in the beginning of them dating kirishima went through a phrase of trying every pet name he could think of. “handsome” “baby” “cutie pie” “buttercup” “honey” “boomy” “darling” “sweet cheeks” “boo”

bakugou only accepts being called “babe” in private.

kirishima once woke bakugou up at 3 in the morning bc he saw a cute video of a dog and had to show it to baku right then and there.

kirishima gives bakugou little rocks going “look my child”. bakugou keeps them all.

they have plant pets in their dorm room that they take care of together. kirishima named them all. kirishima also yells at bakugou when he curses at the plants.

the bakusquad started a tiktok page called “keeping up with kiribaku”. they post videos of them interviewing the couple (only kirishima responds to their questions), sneaking around to spy on them, and barging into their rooms unexpectedly. all of class1a follows it. so does midnight.

bakugou and kirishima were kissing in the kitchen late one night when they thought no one was around. denki and sero made an entire salad without them noticing. and then denki sat down across the counter and yelled “seriously right in front of my salad” while sero recorded it. this went on their tiktok page. its their most viewed one.

aizawa had to stop pairing them up for training exercises bc they kept flirting the entire time.

bakugou is a giant book nerd. kirishima is a slow reader so he doesn’t really enjoy it. but he likes when bakugou reads aloud to him. bakugou reads to him all his favorite books as a kid.

bakugou is a giant percy jackson fan. he never admits it to anyone but the concept of being a demigod is badass to him. he makes kirishima take “who is your godly parent” quizzes. bakugou always gets either hephaestus (god of fire and metalworking) or hades (god of the underworld). kirishima always gets apollo (god of the sun and also manly beauty).

kirishima always checks in on bakugou before he goes to bed. bakugou is usually already sleeping. kirishima will go tuck him in and give him a kiss on the forehead. bakugou often wakes up but likes when kirishima does this so he doesn’t say anything.

bakugou made kirishima a playlist of songs that reminds him of kiri. kirishima listens to it whenever he’s away at his internship or visiting home and misses bakugou.

in 3rd year before graduation when kirishima and bakugou were out in the city. they kept seeing signs for open houses for apartments throughout the city. kiri thought it would be fun to pretend to be a newly wed couple and look through them. this was how they found the apartment they got together after they graduated.

once in the changing room koda saw a bite mark on kirishima’s hip. koda was like wow that must have been a huge bug to do something like that. no one had the heart to correct him. (denki jokingly asked bakugou to give him a bug bite too. and got a palm of sparks to the face)

kirishima learned to cook to surprise bakugou with dinner one night. he always make bakugou miso soup when he isn’t feeling well now.

once while out shopping a guy kept flirting with kirishima who was oblivious. bakugou got jealous walked over to kirishima kissed him on the cheek and said “let’s go home babe”

kirishima wanted to continue shopping but left anyway from being in a daze of bakugou being publicly affectionate and using a pet name.

bakugou isn’t into pda. but once he got comfortable around class 1a he didn’t mind being affectionate towards kirishima in front of them. now he’ll just plop himself down into kirishima’s lap wherever they are in the dorm.

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ticklishfiend · 3 years

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Strawberry Milk (My Hero Academia)

Ship : Lee!Bakugou Ler!Kirishima (Kiribaku)

A/N : this took forever to make and it's the longest fic i've posted on this account so far, but i just had a lot of fun making it!! i hope you guys enjoy it, especially the lovely krbk anon who inspired this. they actually sent a few prompts that have inspired other krbk tickle fic ideas that i'll more than likely write for soon as well, but for now i hope you enjoy this!! much love <33

Summary : Kirishima stays for a sleepover at Bakugou’s childhood home, and after accidentally pissing off the explosive teen, seeks out some professional help from someone who may know the boy best: his father. From this, Kirishima learns a quick way from the boys childhood to get him forgiveness in no time.

Word Count : 5113 (jfc lmao)

REBLOGS ARE GREATLY APPRECIATED!! MWAH <33

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“Are you seriously mad at me over this?” Kirishima asked with a confused, breathy chuckle. He watched as his best friend pouted with arms crossed over his chest like a child, glaring daggers into the redhead from his spot on the bed.

“Yes. And I do not plan on changing that. So don’t fucking try me, Spiky Hair” Bakugou turned his body fully away from Kirishima now, who was lounged rather comfortably on Bakugou’s orange beanbag seated on the ground. Kirishima rolled his eyes at Bakugou’s childishness, though still couldn’t help but feel a little bit guilty.

After months of practically having to beg the explosive teen for a sleepover at his childhood home, the blonde finally relented and allowed Kirishima to be a guest in his home for the weekend. Bakugou’s parents were actually pretty happy to have Bakugou back at the house, even if for such a short period of time, and were even more thrilled when they realized someone actually wanted to come with him. Bakugou was never really one for making (and keeping) close friends growing up, so this was something they were definitely excited over the prospects of.

He and Bakugou had been playing video games for the past couple of hours now, their most recent game that Bakugou was now practically fuming over being...Minecraft. Bakugou had gotten pretty attached to a wolf he unsurprisingly named “Prince Homicide,” but after bringing it to a cave while mining with Kirishima, the red-head had accidentally pushed it into a vat of lava, killing it almost instantly.

So that’s where the pair were now. Bakugou seething from his spot criss-crossed on the bed, now turned away from Kirishima with his arms crossed like a child towards the wall. Kirishima sighed, pushing himself off the beanbag and walking towards Bakugou’s door.

“Look, I’m gonna go get something to drink. You want anything?” Kirishima raised his eyebrows in hopes of a response.

“Die,” was all he got.

Kirishima bit back another chuckle, opening the door before turning his head back around to look at Bakugou, who was now fiddling with his sheets and grumbling to himself angrily. “Alright, well, I’ll be back in just a minute. Hopefully you’ll have calmed yourself down enough by then.”

“I AM CALM YOU RED-HAIRED LOSER!” Bakugou yelled at the door as Kirishima quickly walked out and shut the door to avoid the small blasts he could hear shooting from the boy’s palms. Kirishima just shook his head with a grin, making his way down the stairs and towards the kitchen.

When he arrived, he saw Bakugou’s father cooking dinner on the stove. It made Kirishima smile, reminding him of his own home a little, though he hadn’t been back home in a while. He did miss his moms quite a lot since moving to the dorms, and he’ll definitely have to invite Bakugou over to meet them sometime soon.

He could smell the amazing spices his father had been adding to whatever meat and noodles he had in the pot, the scent almost burning Kirishima’s nose from how spicy he could tell it was. ‘Obviously loving spiciness must run in the family,’ Kirishima thought as he opened up the fridge, alerting the father’s attention.

“Oh, Kirishima! Are you looking for anything specific?” the man asked, looking up from his steaming pot for a moment to smile at his son’s best friend. Kirishima shot a cheerful smile right back at him.

“Oh, just some water would be fine!” he nodded, grabbing a water bottle from one of the fridge drawers, before remembering the seething boy upstairs waiting for his return. He grinned. “Actually, what does Bakugou normally drink here? At the dorms he usually has protein shakes but you probably don’t have those just lying around,” Kirishima chuckled, sitting his water bottle down on the kitchen island to look at his friend’s father.

“Well, the boy doesn’t usually like to admit it but he’s quite keen on strawberry milk,” he smiled with a nod as he went back to stirring his pot, glancing over towards Kirishima with a grin.

“Shoot, really? Didn’t peg him for the strawberry milk type of guy,” Kirishima giggled, looking back in the fridge and noticing the few bottles of strawberry milk they had lying on the shelf, probably bought when they found out Bakugou was coming home for the weekend. “He’s kinda mad at me right now so I figured I’d make a peace offering.”

“Not a bad idea, kid. I’ve had to do my fair share of those over the years. Katsuki’s always been the rather...angry type,” Masaru’s eyebrows furrowed downward towards his pot, shaking his head as if thinking of all the times the boy must’ve lost his temper at his old man.

“What did you used to do when he was little? Y’know, whenever he got all...aah!” Kirishima accentuated his little growl imitating Bakugou by shaking his hands angrily in front of him, just like how Bakugou usually does when he’s about to blow someone to kingdom come. This made Masaru laugh, shaking his head and adding a few more spices to the pot.

“Well...as of now, I usually just let his mother handle everything. But when he was little, Mitsuki and I would usually just tickle the little guy ‘til he giggled all that anger out,” Masaru smiled at the fond memories, glancing over towards Kirishima who held a wide-eyed, shocked but excited expression on his face. Masaru chuckled, pointing his spoon towards the teen. “But you did not hear this from me, understand?”

“Oh, totally, I got your back 100% Mr. Bakugou,” Kirishima saluted the man with a grin, making him laugh once more with a fond shake of the head. Kirishima lowered his hand, finally grabbing the strawberry milk from the fridge and sitting it on the counter with his water, promptly shutting the fridge door. “So...that didn’t make him angry or anything? He wouldn’t, like, explode you and Mrs. Bakugou to ashes or something?”

“Well I’m still here to tell the story, aren’t I?” Masaru gestured to his body with his spoon, Kirishima nodding with a chuckle. “Nah, he used to love it when we did that! Sometimes I think he’d pretend to be angry on purpose just so we’d play ‘Claw’ with him.”

“Claw? What’s Claw?” Kirishima asked, now leaning on the counter with his head propped up on his hand, listening intently as if this was the single most interesting thing he’d ever heard (because in all honesty? It very well might’ve been).

“Oh boy, Claw was his favorite. I would always hold his hands down so he couldn’t get away, while his mother would make a claw hand and tickle it into his stomach and ribs. It always had little Katsuki in stitches,” Masaru was very obviously enjoying remembering these fond memories of his son, seeming like he had almost completely forgotten about these fun little moments until Kirishima had brought them all back to light. “We always did it when he was being bratty, but not bratty enough to deserve a time-out. Sometimes, though, he wouldn’t even have to do anything bad, he’d just come out and ask for Claw when he felt playful. It was always so cute,” Masaru grinned widely, looking over towards Kirishima and promptly pointing his spoon back at the boy. “And, again you didn’t hear any of this from me, but…”

He paused, almost debating whether or not this was a good idea. He was finally swayed on his decision, however, when he saw the bright look of excitement in Kirishima’s eyes at the prospect of an actually happy Bakugou. He couldn’t help but cave.

“...but if you wanna really get him laughing, his worst spots are the spot riiiiight under his armpits, and the sides of his thighs. You get him there and he’ll be forgiving you in no time.”

Kirishima nodded with a large, toothy grin, swiping the drinks off the counter and practically bouncing in his spot as he backed his way out of the kitchen. “Thank you so much, Mr. Bakugou. It was truly an honor to know you, but I’ve got a death sentence waiting for me upstairs.”

“You get him, kiddo!” Masaru shouted towards the teen as he scurried his way out of the kitchen and towards the stairs giddily.

Kirishima was practically cheesing when he made his way towards Bakugou’s childhood bedroom, and had to mentally and physically calm himself down before entering so as not to alert Bakugou of his devious scheme.

He pushed the door open, finding Bakugou to now be leaning with his back against the wall, arm propped up on his knee as he scrolled mindlessly through his phone. He scowled upon hearing Kirishima’s entrance, not even bothering to look up towards the boy as he grumbled, “Damn, I was hoping you were gonna stay down there all night.”

Kirishima rolled his eyes, tossing the milk onto the bed beside the blonde and hopping onto it himself. Bakugou’s eyes widened at the sudden movement beside him, eyes darting down to the drink on his bed before scowling back up at Kirishima. “How the fuck did you know I like this shit, I never drink it at school.”

Kirishima grinned, opening up his own water bottle. “Oh, just a little birdy,” he giggled, taking a sip of his water and watching as Bakugou begrudgingly took his own drink and started opening it as well.

“This doesn’t mean I forgive you, moron. These are just...really good,” Bakugou wasn’t looking at Kirishima, obviously still angry as he went back to staring at his phone instead of paying the redhead any mind.

“C’mon, man, I didn’t mean to! It wasn’t on purpose!” Kirishima practically pleaded next to him, putting a hand on the boy’s shoulder which was immediately shrugged off rather aggressively. “Look, I’m sorry. Would it make you feel better if I helped you find a new wolf?”

“Are you kidding me?! I’m not playing this shitty game with you anymore, you fucking suck at it!” Bakugou had a scowl on his face that looked like what he was saying was the single most obvious thing in the whole world. Kirishima just sighed, closing up his water and throwing it down on the bed.

“I’d hate to make you, Bakugou, but you may just force my hand,” Kirishima shook his head slowly as if in disappointment, only making Bakugou’s brows cross in confusion.

“The fuck do you mean ‘make me,’ you idiot?! You can’t force me to do shit, and I’m not fucking playing this game with you,” Bakugou pushed, and to anyone else it definitely wouldn’t sounded like he meant it. But Kirishima knew Bakugou far, far too well. He could hear the competition in his voice, see the spark of want in his eyes that just said ‘please fight me on this.’ He wanted a challenge. Kirishima could see that. And boy was he gonna give it to him.

“Oh, but can’t I?” Kirishima’s voice sounded almost taunting, and once he saw that Bakugou was looking at him with competitiveness painted all over his face, he brought both of his hands up to wiggle fingers menacingly towards the boy.

Bakugou instantly knew what he meant. And if the fact he immediately closed his drink and sat it on his nightstand was no indication that he wanted this to continue, the way he backed up on his bed cautiously with wide eyes instead of immediately fighting Kirishima back most definitely was.

He was excited.

“Kirishima, don’t you fucking dare,” Bakugou pressed through a lie, his eyes never once looking away from those still wiggling fingers taunting him in the air, as if too embarrassed to look Kirishima in the eyes and completely give it away that he wanted this, he wanted the fight. He didn’t have to look for Kirishima to know, though. The redhead was still able to see Bakugou’s face even if Bakugou wouldn’t look at him, and he could see the giddiness behind his wall of caution, which only pushed him to continue.

“Then let’s play the game, Bakugou,” Kirishima grinned as Bakugou gave him no response, only backing further away until finally Kirishima pounced, tackling and fighting Bakugou to the bed. This was the least Bakugou had ever put up a fight with him. Kirishima knew how Bakugou fought, he knew just how skilled and precise his moves always were, and he was giving Kirishima practically none of that. Though he did technically fight his way down, he was still inevitably completely tackled and pinned by the redhead, which almost never happened in their regular spars and play fights.

Kirishima forced Bakugou’s arms up above his head, the hardening hero-in-training using his quirk to keep the boy’s hands pinned there for good. His body hovered over Bakugou’s, a rather compromising position if they were to be walked into, but neither boy cared about that in the moment. They were too focused on the excitement and unadulterated giddiness bubbling in the pit of their bellies, and as Kirishima gazed down at Bakugou with a look of mischief in his eyes, Bakugou knew he knew. Kirishima knew Bakugou wanted this, and now the blonde was aware of that. Bakugou couldn’t quite tell if that made this better or worse.

“Fine then. We can play a different game. How about…” Kirishima paused, mocking as if in hard thought as Bakugou’s lips twitched, his eyes wide in a skittish anticipation. Kirishima finally let out a small pretend gasp, looking down at Bakugou before raising up his free hand in a claw shape. “...Claw.”

Bakugou’s eyes could not have been any wider. His cheeks were stained pink, and he squirmed under Kirishima’s pin, “No, nonono don’t you dare fucking touch me you red piece of shit, I swear to god I’ll fucking-HNG!” Bakugou choked on his words, eyes slamming shut as he felt five meticulous fingers skittered over his now bare tummy, as Kirishima must have pushed up his shirt while Bakugou was too busy threatening. Those nails were fucking torturous against his skin, his nerves lighting up and sparking with a specific feeling he hadn’t felt in what had to be years now. It was so bad, so so bad, but...god, he didn’t realize just how much he had missed this feeling until now.

“Uh oh,” Kirishima’s voice held a teasing tone that made Bakugou shake his head, still trying desperately to hold back any and all giggles that threatened to crawl from his gut. Kirishima chuckled darkly. “Looks like someone’s a little ticklish, huh?”

Bakugou only continued to shake his head from side to side, tugging at his pinned arms with no real fervor behind it. Kirishima couldn’t help the smile on his face seeing the boy like this, so flustered and obviously having a good time at something so cute. He could tell Bakugou was desperately trying to contain his giggles, which was definitely his average pride slipping through, but there was no way Kirishima was just going to let that slide.

With a smirk evil enough to send shivers down the blonde’s spine, Kirishima finally dug in, vibrating all five of his fingers into the boy’s taut abdomen. Bakugou howled, arching his back and kicking wildly behind Kirishima as loud giggles and squeals escaped his ever-excited being.

“NAHAHAHA! KIRISHIMAHAHAHA!” Bakugou screamed, those fingers never relenting in their claw-shaped torment on his belly. “SHIHIHIT AHAHAHA!”

“Damn, Bakugou, you’re really ticklish,” Kirishima chuckled, massaging his fingers into the boy’s muscles, causing his to spasm like he’d been shocked, screaming and kicking and cursing all the while.

“FUHUHUCK YOHOHOU AHAHAHA!” Bakugou guffawed, twisting and turning his body every which way as if he was trying to escape the mirthful torment Kirishima was putting him through. Suddenly, all at once, the tickling stopped, and Bakugou let in a gasp of air he didn’t even realize he needed. He opened his eyes and glared at Kirishima hovering above him, the redhead daunting a sinister grin that made Bakugou’s tummy do summersaults.

“What did you just say to me?” Kirishima questioned menacingly, bringing his free hand up to now hold Bakugou’s wrists in both hands, quickly bringing them both down under his knees with no fight from the blonde, who seemed to be frozen in...fear? Excitement? Either way, his eyes were blown wide, his chest heaving slightly from the attack and small titters still threatening to escape. But Bakugou was never one to back away from a challenge, no matter his condition. He couldn’t help the small twitch at the corners of his lips as he looked up to Kirishima in competition.

“I said: Fuck. You,” Bakugou spat out, and Kirishima could feel his body tense under him after he spoke the fierce words, almost like he was bracing himself for the inevitable. Kirishima shook his head with a grin, raising both his hands up in the air to once again wiggle tauntingly towards his victim.

“Oh, you are so gonna regret that,” Kirishima chuckled, lowering his hands down slowly towards the boy’s quivering belly. His stomach sucked in as if trying to evade the wiggly fingers, Bakugou’s eyes large and never looking away from those claws hovering over his sensitive torso.

Finally, his fingers touched down, skittering over the boy’s lower tummy and making his breath hitch, pursing his lips tightly and slamming his eyes shut at the teasing sensations. Kirishima’s fingers wandered and scribbled all over the boy’s torso, and for a few seconds Bakugou was able to keep his reactions at bay. That is, until Kirishima skittered on a spot right at the base of Bakugou’s ribs, causing the boy to jolt with a small yelp. Kirishima couldn’t contain his chuckle at the reaction.

“Ohoho, there it is,” Kirishima drawled, pinching at the spot that made Bakugou squirm. Bakugou growled, almost like he was trying to keep any cute little giggles to himself, but those incessant pinches just wouldn’t let up, and in seconds time he was a giggling mess under Kirishima’s touch.

“Nohoho! Fuhuhuck shihihit!- AHAHAHAHA NAHAHAHA!” Bakugou practically screamed when he felt Kirishima vibrate his index and middle finger into that spot at his lower ribs right where it meets his back. He arched his spine up, kicking fruitlessly behind Kirishima’s body and cackling like a child all the while. “YOHOHOU BAHAHASTARD! YOHOHOU FUHUHUCKING SHIHIHIT!”

“Well that’s really no way to talk to your best friend, now is it?” Kirishima tsked, clawing at Bakugou’s ribs and eliciting more screeches and cackles from the sensitive teen. “You’re so much more ticklish than I thought you’d be, I am loving this.”

“STAHAHAP SAHAHAYING THAHAHAT!” Bakugou shook his head back and forth, clenching his fists hard under Kirishima’s knees as if trying to keep himself from exploding the both of them both to ashes.

“What? That you’re ticklish?” Kirishima tilted his head with a smirk, pinching up and down the boy’s ribs rapidly, making his laughs soar up in pitch. “Cause, I mean, you are. You’re like, super duper ticklish! But it’s fine cause it’s totally cute,” Kirishima said the last bit without really meaning to, blushing slightly at his blunt statement, but deciding against ending the ticklish torment over it.

“NAHAHAHA! I’M NOHOHOT CUHUHUTE!” Bakugou denied through his cackles, continuing to shake his head in playful anguish. “FUHUHUCK OHOHOHFF!”

“Hmm...I don’t think I will. In fact, there’s a few more tickle spots I wanna try out, so you’re just gonna have to keep a-giggling for me, Bakubro,” Kirishima chuckled, taking his hands off the boy for a moment to give him a breather. Small breathy giggles and titters continued to spill from Bakugou’s lips during his rest, his head leaning back against the pillow in almost exhaustion. Kirishima leaned forward, placing both of his hands beside the boy’s head, leaving his face to hover over the boy’s own blushed one. Bakugou’s eyes widened a bit at the invasion of personal space, but never made an effort to push him off. Kirishima tilted his head like a curious puppy, “You’re okay, right? You don’t like, totally hate this? Cause I can stop if you really want me to.”

Bakugou’s cheeks were splattered pink, his eyes averting their gaze from the boy on top of him. He squirmed a tad under Kirishima’s straddle, shoulders hunching up slightly in embarrassment. “I mean...it’s not...the worst thing in the world…” Bakugou grumbled into his shoulder, eyes still refusing to meet the red-head’s own.

Kirishima grinned down at Bakugou, using one hand to gently cup Bakugou’s chin and turn his head to face his own. “I knew you didn’t hate it. I just wanted you to say it out loud,” he giggled at the blonde’s flustered and shocked expression, before quickly shooting his hands down to squeeze at Bakugou’s ribs with extreme ticklish precision. Bakugou shouted a cackle at the sudden change, his head shaking from side to side and eyes scrunching closed once more.

“OHOHO YOHOHU MOTHERFUHUHUCKER!” Bakugou guffawed, clawing at the sheets under Kirishima’s knees. Kirishima just giggled, working both of his middle fingers in between the tight spot where Bakugou’s arms were clamped against his ribs, digging into the spot just below his underarms that Masaru had told him about.

Bakugou shrieked, kicking harder than before as wave after wave of loud, unfiltered squeals and cackles left his chest.

“SHIHIHIHIT! FUHUHUCK OH MY GAHAHAD! NAHAHAT THEHEHERE! NAHAHAT THAHAHAT SPOHOHOT YOU FUHUHUCK!” He screamed through his laughter, opening an eye to glare at Kirishima through his mirthful tears. Kirishima sported the biggest, shark-toothed grin he could probably muster, and it sent fluttering butterflies throughout the inside of Bakugou’s entire torso.

“Aww, is this spot bad, buddy? This spot tickle?~” Kirishima cooed, his fingers never relenting as they wiggled and dug into that one torutrous little spot that had Bakugou howling.

“FUHUHUCK YOHOHU! YEHEHES! IT T-AHAHA! IT FUHUHUCKING TI-HEHEHE!” Bakugou couldn’t even get the flustering word out through all of his cackles and squeals, which amused Kirishima to no end.

“God how are you so adorable like this,” Kirishima sighed, finally bringing his fingers back down to teasingly scribble and wiggle all over Bakugou’s bare tummy. Bakugou dissolved into a puddle of high-pitched, breathy giggles, that had Kirishima fawning over him in seconds. “You’re so giggly, and I didn’t even know you could giggle before this!”

“Shuhuhut uhuhup!” Bakugou practically whined through his giggles, his cheeks so pink and warm Kirishima could just melt in the cuteness of his flustered face.

“Oooh, I wonder if your belly button is ticklish too,” Kirishima eyed the little navel that bounced through Bakugou’s laughter, one of his fingers travelling over to circle around the button teasingly.

“NO! Nohoho, dohohon’t! Plehehease!” Bakugou pleaded, though Kirishima knew it was all just a front.

“Wow, I’ve got THE Katsuki Bakugou begging right now? Who knew I’d ever see the day!” Kirishima chuckled, worming a teasing nail into the navel and causing Bakugou to shriek and jerk underneath him. “Aww, it’s like a little giggle button!”

“Dohohon’t sahahay that stuhupid shihit!” Bakugou tittered, goosebumps forming all over his tummy from the feather-light way Kirishima scribbled over the skin.

“Alright, oneeee more place I wanna try, then we get back to Minecraft. Deal?” Kirishima moved his fingers to scribble slowly up and down the boy’s sides to let him respond, delighted at the way the movement made him squirm.

“Fihihine, whatehehever,” Bakugou braced himself for the final attack, gasping when he felt Kirishima’s hands leave his sides and rest on the top of his thighs. “Shit, shihit, shit, wahahait-!”

“Oh, this is a good spot, isn’t it?~” Kirishima teased, squeezing the muscle once to see Bakugou jerk and shriek under him. “Yup. Looks like a good one to me.”

“Ohoho plehehease, I cahahan’t, it’s so bahahad-” Bakugou whined, squirming and giggling despite Kirishima’s tickling on his thighs to even start yet.

“You’re a super ticklish guy, Bakugou, but you’re also super tough and manly. I know you can take it!” Kirishima hyped him up with a smile, just making Bakugou groan and roll his eyes with a snicker. “C’mon! Tell me you can take it!”

Bakugou huffed, gazing over at Kirishima’s face that plastered that stupid goofy grin of his. God why does he have to be so cute, Bakugou thought as he sighed with another eye roll.

“Fine, whatever, I can take it, just...fuckin get it over with already, you’re killing me heRE-HRGN! FFFAHAHAHAHA OH SHIHIHIT!” Bakugou keened, cackling and thrashing himself from side to side as both of Kirishima’s hands massaged into his upper thighs. The sensation was torturous, beyond torturous, his nerves were on fire and his muscles were pulsing under those terrible wiggling fingers, but if he could choose it, he’d feel like this forever if it were by the hands of that stupid fucking redhead.

“Damn, this must tickle bad , huh? You’re losing your mind!” Kirishima giggled, squeezing at those sensitive muscles like his life depended on it.

“FUHUHUCK! YEHEHES IT’S SO BAHAHAD! KIRIHIMAHAHAHA! PLEHEHEASE!” Bakugou pleaded and begged, tiny droplets of mirth finally pooling at the corners of his eyes despite his best wishes. Kirishima could tell the blonde was finally reaching his limits, and slowed his fingers down until he was just resting his hands on top of the boy’s thighs comfortingly, rubbing up and down the sides to soothe the still giggling boy.

Kirishima smiled down at Bakugou who was still coming down from his giggle high, titters that could light up a whole room spilling from his lips and making Kirishima’s heart swell. “You alive, man?”

Bakugou coughed out his last giggle, still breathing heavy before giving Kirishima a lazy nod. Kirishima giggled, gently climbing off the boy and laying down beside him on the bed. Bakugou brought his hands up to rub at his still flushed face, and Kirishima couldn’t keep his eyes off of him. The red-head was grinning ear-to-ear, and he could tell that under the palms of those calloused hands covering Bakugou’s face, the blonde was too.

After a few more moments of comfortable silence, Bakugou brought his hands down, turning his head to face Kirishima with a small smile still visible, only on the corners of his lips. “You almost killed me, you bastard.”

“Sorry, you were...you were just really cute like that. I’ve never seen you giggle before,” Kirishima chuckled sheepishly, eyeing Bakugou’s nearly forgotten drink still sitting on the nightstand. He pointed over to it, Bakugou’s following the direction of his finger. “You should probably get a drink, you were laughing pretty hard there.”

Bakugou huffed, his cheeks flushing only slightly at the comment, but he still rolled over to grab the drink and turn back around to face the redhead. “Shut up, I can’t help it.”

“Yeah, I know...too ticklish for your own good, huh?” Kirishima snickered, Bakugou punching his shoulder playfully while taking a sip of his milk. Kirishima rubbed the spot Bakugou punched with a grin. “I’m being serious, though. You really did look cute like that.”

Bakugou’s eyes refused to meet Kirishima’s. His hands cupped tightly around the bottle in his lap, thumbs fiddling with the plastic wrapper encasing it. Kirishima could see how flustered he looked despite their eyes not meeting and he almost felt a little guilty. But Bakugou finally glanced up towards Kirishima, and for the first time ever, the blonde looked...shy. “Do you really think that or are you trying to fuck with me right now? Cause it’s not very nice to fucking flirt with someone if you don’t mean it.”

Kirishima’s eyes widened a little at his bluntness to call it what it was; flirting. “Well, y-yeah. Yeah I meant it. For real,” Kirishima said, but he could tell Bakugou wasn’t sure if he meant it. Kirishima furrowed his brows, cupping Bakugou’s chin gently like he had while attacking the boy just minutes ago, turning his head so their eyes would meet. He stared intently at him, making sure his expression was as genuine as a person could be. “I’m serious, Bakugou. I...I think you’re really attractive,” Kirishima saw how Bakugou’s eyes moved, how he felt frozen under his touch but still somehow looked like he wanted to squirm. “You’re cute and super manly, which I didn’t even know could be a real combination until I met you. You’re...you’re my favorite person, Bakugou.”

They sat like that for a moment. Kirishima brought his hand back down to rest in his own lap, but their eyes never left each other. That was, until, Bakugou’s eyes drifted downward towards Kirishima’s lips. Kirishima’s heart faltered for a minute at the gaze, feeling hair standing up at the back of his neck. Bakugou’s eyes darted back up to Kirishima, a tilt forward in his head that asked Kirishima ‘is this okay?’ Kirishima just nodded with half-lidded eyes, before Bakugou slowly leaned forward, his own eyes closing as their faces finally met in the middle when Kirishima pushed his own head forward.

Their lips brushed shyly against one another, as if cautious and unsure if this was an okay thing to do, before Kirishima pushed into it, forcing their lips together. Bakugou brought a hand up to cup at Kirishima’s cheek, Kirishima doing the same to Bakugou. Bakugou felt like he was going to melt, or explode, or disintegrate or...or just keep kissing Kirishima until he couldn’t breathe.

After what felt like an eternity, they pulled apart, breathless and hazy. Kirishima opened his eyes first, and when Bakugou opened his and looked at Kirishima with those shy little eyes he didn’t have before, Kirishima couldn’t help but dissolve into a fit of giggles. His laugh was always too contagious, damnit, and before he knew it Bakugou was giggling along with him and he didn’t even know why.

When he finally caught his breath, Kirishima slumped back against the pillows of Bakugou’s bed, Bakugou following him to lay there and stare questioningly. “Sorry, sorry, it’s just...you tasted like strawberry milk.”

Bakugou paused for a moment, before chuckling, shoving at Kirishima playfully as they both snickered. “You’re a fucking dork.”

“Hm, maybe,” Kirishima giggled as he brought his face back closer towards Bakugou’s, meeting their lips once again in a soft kiss that lasted forever.

Kirishima would definitely have to thank Mr. Bakugou later for that helpful information about his son, because now their night tasted like strawberry milk and giggles, and Kirishima didn’t want anything else in the entire world than just that.

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A/N : hope you guys enjoyed that, sorry its so fucking long LMAOO i got very carried away. it took me a while to write and ive got a fucking headache so imma go lay down now, MUCH LOVE!! <33

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kirishimaswife2819 · 3 years

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Kiribaku With An Adopted Daughter

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Pairing: Eijiro Kirishima x Katsuki Bakugou x Adopted!Fem!Reader

Summary: How Kirishima and Bakugou would act around their adopted daughter

Word Count: 850

A/n: I want Kirishima and Bakugou to be my parents, so bad, it isn’t even funny. Anyway, I’m going to try to get some requests done tomorrow, but I really didn’t feel like it today, so have these headcanons instead! Also I might do more with Kiribaku as parents, because I love the idea. -Danielle <3

Surprisingly, Bakugou is the one who brings up the idea of adopting a kid first

The two of them had been pro heroes for a few years already, and the earlier that day, Bakugou and Kirishima had saved a bunch of little kids from villains

And for the rest of the day, Bakugou and Kirishima hung out with the kids until their parents could come get them

And so, Bakugou brought it up later that night

Bakugou and Kirishima were in the bathroom, both getting ready for bed. Kirishima had just gotten out of the shower, so he was running a towel through his wet hair, while Bakugou was brushing his teeth.

“I need to redye my roots,” Kirishima mentioned, as he pulled his hair back so it was out of his face.

“Okay and? Why the fuck do I need to know that?” Bakugou asked, before rinsing his mouth.

“Because you’re going to help me, like you always do,” Kirishima responded, grabbing his own toothbrush.

“Tch, sure, whatever, Shitty Hair,” Bakugou said, going into their bedroom, which was attached to the bathroom. Kirishima finished brushing his teeth, before joining his husband in the bedroom. Bakugou was laying on their bed, with his hands resting behind his head. The light was already off and a lamp was on, as Kirishima got onto his side of the bed.

“What are you thinking about?” Kirishima asked, noticing the look on Bakugou’s face.

“Have you ever thought about adopting a kid?” Bakugou questioned, surprising Kirishima.

“That’s random,” Kirishima replied, after thinking for a minute, “Honestly, I have, I just didn’t think you wanted any.”

“What makes you say that?” Bakugou asked.

“Well, you just don’t seem like the type of dude to like kids, that’s all,” Kirishima replied, with a shrug.

“I can see why you would think that. Kids are a bunch of little brats, and they’re annoying as hell. But, I kind of want to adopt one, if you want to,” Bakugou explained.

And that’s how they ended up adopting you

You’re parents had died in an accident, and you had no available family members that could take you

The process was harder than they thought and it took a few years, but it was all worth it

The first day they brought you home was when you were five, and you were pretty nervous

You had met Kirishima and Bakugou about two or three times before that, but you still weren’t very open around them

The room they decorated for you had f/c walls, with a cream colored carpet, a wooden dresser, a twin bed with one of those canopy bed frames (because Kirishima thought it looked cool), and a fluffy carpet with a huge toy bin beside it

A few days after you first came to their home, they took you out shopping and bought you whatever toys and room decorations you wanted, because they weren’t sure what you liked

It didn’t take long for them to fall in love with you (Not romantically but in a family sort of way)

Throughout your childhood, you frequently went over to “Aunt” Mina’s, or “Uncle” Sero’s house, and you also had an “Uncle” Denki, but Bakugou and Kirishima didn’t trust him to watch you

Mina took you to get your ears pierced when you were seven, and Bakugou was not happy about it at all, like he almost exploded her house over it

Kirishima didn’t really mind her doing it, but he would of preferred if she asked for permission first, but then again, you seemed to be fine with it, so he wasn’t too upset over it

Bakugou definitely wants you to become a hero, but if you want to do something else, then he won’t get mad at you for it, he just might not be the most excited about it

Kirishima, on the other hand, is enthusiastic about whatever path you choose, and he’ll fully support you in it

They support you in pretty much everything, your style, your hobbies (as long as they’re not dangerous or harmful), your friends (as long as they’re not toxic), and pretty much every single one of your life choices

If you do want to be a hero, then Bakugou and Kirishima will help you train at a young age, but they won’t overwork you or anything

Bakugou is very strict about your diet though, he makes dinner almost every night and he doesn’t generally let you have too much junk food (Kirishima will let you have as much as you want though)

When you’re little, they get so many compliments on how cute you are

If you’re ever getting bullied, and you tell them, Kirishima will gladly comfort you, while Bakugou goes to talk to somebody’s parents (if it’s a kid), or goes to threaten some teenager

Bakugou hates the idea of you dating anyone, no matter what gender they are

Although, if you’re dating a boy, then Bakugou is really strict about it, but if it’s not a boy, then he’s still kind of strict, but not too much

Kirishima isn’t strict at all when it comes to dating, he just wants to meet them and make sure that they’re treating you right

Overall, they’re pretty good parents. Bakugou can be sort of strict at times, but it’s only because he loves you and cares about you

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red-writes · 2 years

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more sharing? mkay :D

not me writing fanfic in yo inbox🕳🚶🏿‍♀️

warnings- angst (%15), fluff (%15), sumt (%70), bi threesome, squirting, riding, face sitting, cum eating, anal (m!getting), oral (f! and m!getting), kiribaku x housewife!reader, top!Kirishima, switch!Bakugou, switch!fem!reader(?), pet names,

A/N: why am I doing this instead of making fanfiction for my actually blog?🤨😃 reader uses she/her. sorry this is shit, I get bored of it when it got spicy🙃

word count: 🤷🏿‍♀️

it's been 1month, 19days, and 20hours since the three had been together under one roof

hero work was stressful, a stress [Y/N] would never truly understand,,,hero work was also time consuming, and that was time [Y/N] get much of

the boys' had been out on two separate missions while [Y/N] was stick at home. at home waiting, hoping, worried. it was no surprise to anyone that she'd be full of mixed emotions (wishing she was full of cock instead), not 1 but 2 hero boyfriend and they weren't even together to protect each other

they'd be back together soon, right? no need to hope that they were still alive, because they were...right? no need to think of having a person at the door saying they weren't coming home, right? no need to think of planning 2 funerals for such young, lively souls, right? no need for her chest to feel so heavy, no need for the anxious thoughts, no need for the shaking hands and tears clouding her vision, no need for-

"baby, you home?" a familiar voice called out. "how you feeling after-" a different voice started, you then heard 4 loud feet running towards you "baby, what happened? what's wrong? why are you crying and shaking?" you wiped away enough tears to be able to see- it was Ei and Suki!! they were finally home!!

"you're home and you're alive!! I was so worried, I don't what I'd do if both of you dead. hell- even if just one of you dead I'd be broke, but you're home and alive with me!!!!" you yelled happily as the tears stop. "hon, of course were home, you a manly man like me could die" Kiri flashed a bright grin and flexed, "bold of you to assume some weak villain could kill me" Baku said with a smirk

"how could I ever down play the skills and power of the loves of my life🥰" you speak with sense of pride "you two go shower and get comfortable. I'm going to make a dinner for my lovely kings"

*4-5 hours of the three telling that happened in the 1month and 19days apart (a.k.a. hell) also, an amazing dinner*

"are you both done so I can start the dishes?" you ask while standing up. "dishes? babygirl, we haven't touched and been inside each for almost 2 full months and think we're gonna let you do more house work" Suki says with a sadistic laugh

"um- no? but I'd like to so I dont have much to do tomorrow :)" you state with a nervous smile "mhm,,,no. I am going to stuff this tight, sloppy, needy cunt with so much cum you'll be leaking for days" he stands and walk towards you

"Katsuki, both of you are gonna be stuff to the brim with cum by the time my balls are empty" Ei says and man spreads.

"oh- mkay, well than°_° let's take it to the bedroom boys^_^" you say and walk towards your shared bedroom

•••

Kiri- it's been to long, I've missed you both waaay to much *kisses you and Bakugou*

Baku- show us just how much you missed us than, Mr. Red Riot 😏

Kiri- oh- brave for someone who's about to get his ass stuffed

Baku- *blushes*

Kiri- get on the bed hotshot, you to babycakes

•••

you and Bakugou crawled on bed and sat on the heels of your feet, "take off everything, both of you" Ei says, standing at the end of the bed, removing everything the both of you had on and returning your attention back to Kiri. "suck him off, love. show him how much you've longed for his thick cock" the red head says

you turn towards Suki and he looks past you in embarrassment, you place your hands along his sides and kiss his neck. Suki tilts his head, exposing his sensitive skin to you, he shivers. soft, sensual kisses along his neck and shoulders, your fingers trailing down his toned stomach

"get to it love, I know we have all night but I'm impatient" Kiri says, sounding threatening

your hands make their way farther down to his painfully hard cock, the head leaking an alarming amount of pre cum. his hips jump in the anticipation of your cold hands against his desperate cock

gentle fingers rub the pre down his awaiting shaft as choked moans left his throat, "fuck baby- dont tease~" Bakugou forced out

"that's it, go faster sweetheart, give em' what he wants" Kiri says, removing his shirt. Bakugou looks over to Kirishima and starts to drool, "my eyes are up here Bakubabe" Ei teases

you move you head down and begin to lick at the per cum that covers his dick "oh f-fuck- a little m-more, just a b...bit more" Bakugou begs. you bob your head faster a jerk off the rest that couldn't fit in your mouth

"thank you! thank you! 'm so close, please!" the blonde whimpers. his whines are like wind on a fall afternoon, "I think he likes it babes ;)" Kiri says, and sits on the bed. "you gonna cum Bakubrat? she hasn't even been sucking you off for 10 minutes yet" he states "pl-please, wanna cum so hard, feels s'good" Bakugou begs more

"cum baby" Ei whispers in Bakugou's ear

a shaky line of seemingly unending whines and whimpers escape his plump lips as thick, yet milky ropes of cum cover your mouth and throat

"aww look at you, it's been so long since you got a good orgasm out, huh? all sensitive and she's barely touched you" Ei speaks to deaf ears as Suki is still coming down from his high.

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I'm so sorry but I don't have the energy, inspiration, nor motivation to finish this🧍🏿‍♀️🔫!!!you can add on if you and I might come back to this eventually but yea,,,

you can change whatever you what about the warnings btw ^^ but I'm going to sleep

I don't even have words...to describe how much I loved an appreciated this

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milkacchan · 4 years

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Yall wanted the kiribaku angst

I basically wrote this bc i was in a bad mood

But I hc bakugou being an amazing dad and not letting his career get in the way of it

And I'll stand by that as my offical hc

• When you were 'acquired' Bakugou got a job offer- one over seas that would extend his career

• He brought it to Kirishima immediately- who was skeptical in all honesty. They had a child now, why would he want to go?

• But Bakugou was just so excited about it- kirishima could put his career in partial hold to watch after you. He had friends helping too

• And he'd be back soon anyway, so it would be fine right?

• Right?

• That was the plan- though things don't ever go according to plan, do they.

• Katsukis out of country internship was extended two months before he was supposed to come home.

• Katsuki apolgoized and promised he'd visit and Eiji reassured him it was fine

• He'd already missed your first birthday, not that you knew, but Eiji celebrated it alone.

• His friends helped him out a lot, Kaminari and Sero became frequents in the house, often babysitting you or putting you to bed

• sometimes kiri was just too tired to take care of you on his own, in which case some member would come over and help him out. Usually making dinner or helping straighten up around the house

• he wasn't a single father but it sure felt like it

• Years passed and many of Katsukis promises were left empty

• You'd heard his voice over the phone more times than you'd actually met him

• You were 4 the first time he came home.

• it broke Eijirous heart to say this was the first time you'd actually meet him

• Deku had asked if you were excited to meet him

• It had sunk in then that you really didn't have much of a relationship with Katsuki

• There are times when Katsuki is home for a few months

• or for a year

• but then he always leaves again, for some new job

• It hurts Kiri but he's in love, he wants to be supportive so he is.

• He missed the manifestation of your quirk.

• you weren't pleased with that

• you screamed and cried and pleaded

• you got his temper, he cringed to himself.

• and kiri could do nothing but hold you.

• he wasn't very happy either.

• He'd missed at least half of your birthdays

• but he still held onto hope

• Bakugou would stay eventually, right?

• He isn't sure when it happened, but you stopped holding onto hope that he'd be back

• slowly you stopped talking to him during phone calls and when you did the answers were short and to the point before the phone was handed back to kiri

• He wasn't sure when but you looked up to Denki and Sero as father figures

• he wasn't sure when but you stopped caring

• there was malice and anger

• that you didn't always express but he knew it was there.

• but sometimes, sometimes you'd snap.

• there was one particularly stressful occasion, one really shitty day, where it all just spilled out.

• it was after a loss at the sports festival.

• it was your own fault of course, but it would've been nice to have a full house of support.

• "I just don't understand why he can't work here. He can make money here. He can be with his funding family. But instead he's off galavanting over there." You growled, "fuck him."

"Stop." Kiri spoke sternly. "Don't say that. He's your father. He's-"

"He doesn't love us, Dad. If he did he'd fucking be here."

• he didn't know what to do after that.

• after that you stopped calling for good.

• you didn't answer your phone for him, you didn't answer texts- you walked by kiri without a glance when he was talking with Katsuki.

• he felt like he was falling apart.

• his daughter, the light of his life, had practically no relationship with his other half.

• it was hard.

• months after, Katsuki moved back home. And he stayed

• When bakugou arrived home, he stood on the front porch and knocked on the door

• you peaked outside before going to get kiri

"Theres someone at the door."

"Who is it?"

"I don't know," you shrug and you didn't

• you hadn't processed it was you other dad

• You'd avoided looking at pictures for so long

• and he'd changed so much

• you didnt recognize him

• kiri about has a panic attack when he answers the door

• the relationship was strained. Really strained.

• "So are you happy your dad is back?" Kiri smiled, sitting at the table

"Who said I wanted him to come back?"

Katsuki sighs. "Can you just-"

"No, I can't." You huff, picking up your school bag and heading out the door.

• he doesn't know what to do

• because it seems you genuinely have no interest in being around him

• getting to know him

• You call him Bakugou.

• you don't call him dad

• you don't talk to him. Or text him.

• Youre upset hut you're stuck pretending that you didnt care he was never around.

• he was your first heartbreak.

• And kiri- well Kiri is stressing out. You look miserable. Your temper was shorter.

• he'd watched you snap multiple times

"Well Dad waited her for/years/ while you fucked around for years. Don't you dare question his loyalty "

"He's bent over backwards to make you happy. Yell at him again. I dare you."

"You shouldn't even fucking be here. I'm sure your friends in bumfuck would love to have you though."

• Bakugou was lost, that much Kiri could tell.

• And kiri felt like everything was falling all over again.

• Nothing changed after Bakugou came home. He should've known that.

• its not until you see Kirishima crying one night, that you decide maybe you should try to tolerate him

• your chest clenches and you feel guilty

• so the next morning when Bakugiu asks how you slept, you shrug and tell him it was fine

• and you swallow your ego and pride to say goodbye to /both/ of them instead of just kiri

• and you accepted dinner instead of making yourself something

• you bit your tongue when you wanted to curse at him

• or when you wanted to yell

• You were civil

• you didn't go out of your way to be nice or anything- but you'd be civil for kiri.

• after all he sacrificed a lot for you.

• he was your dad, you'd do anything for him.

• a week after that, bakugiu sits across from you at the table

• he watches you tense up, keeping your eyes on the cereal in front if you

• "Can we talk?"

"Don't have much of a choice do I?" You mumble but nod.

"I'm sorry." He breathes. "I'm so fucking sorry."

"Its whatever-"

"No, its not. I made a mistake. A really big mistake and I thought that coming home every once in awhile would be fine. I thought that calling every night would make it okay, but I was too wrapped up in my career to see that the two loves of my life were struggling. And you had to deal with it practically alone. And I don't blame you for hating me. I don't. Just try to let me make it up to you."

You were quiet for a few moments, letting the words sink in. Your eyes stayes glued to the bowl. "It hurt." You mumble finally. "I needed you around and you weren't there. You're my father for fucks sake- there-" you sighed, leaning back in your chair. "It hurt dad more. Did you apologize to him already?"

"Yes, but we're not talking about him. This is about you "

You were quiet again. "I didn't know what to do. Its like we weren't important enough for you."

• in the end you agree to let him attempt to make it up to you

• after embarrassingly crying into his chest

• but it takes a lot of work

#kiribaku #kiribaku x reader #dad kirishima #dad bakugo #kirishima x bakugou #mha kirishima #kirishima x reader #kirishima eijirou #eijirou kirishima #bakugou x reader #bhna bakugou #bakugou katsuki #katsuki bakugou #my hero academia x reader #my hero academia

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lostkrbkaccount · 3 years

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[Angry Kiri]

Mitsuki: why did you decide to have 5 kids if you're not even gonna be here to take care of them!

Baku: Mom oh my god! It's only for an hour-

Mitsuki: you're leaving them to have time for yourself- irresponsible!

Baku: I NEED A FUCKING BREAK!

Mitsuki: STOP BEING A BAD PARENT!

Baku:

Masura: honey..

Baku: no dad, it's okay..

Kiri: what the actual fuck, Mitsuki?

Baku: no babe, don't-

Kiri: no! She's being disrespectful- Mitsuki, you have no idea how hard this man works!

Mitsuki: he's a housewife!

Kiri: no he's a stay a home dad. Those kids love their papa more than anything in this world. He's always there for them, every minute of the day, 24/7. He talks to them, plays with them, disciplines them. He's the best god damn parent I've ever seen! If he wasn't here these kids would probably be dead. I don't know what the fuck is do with out him. I go to work every damn day and when I get Back, the house is clean, there's a fantastic meal on the table and all the kids are happy and are dying to tell me about all the amazing things they did with their Papa that day. So I'm sorry if you can't see how amazing this man is because you weren't that great of a parent but this man needs a god damn break once in a while. So we're going out for an hour and we will be back before you know it. And you wanna know where we're going? I'm taking this man out to dinner so I can spoil his ass!

Baku: babe...

Mitsuki: Katsuki, I'm so sorry..

Kiri: now let's go, baby!

Baku: suck it HAG, make that three hours I'm gonna need the extra two to show him how much I love him with my body!

Kiribaku: *leaves*

Masura: that boy scored good.

Mitsuki: he really did.

#bnha #mha #bakugou katsuki #bakushima #kiribaku #kirishima eijirou #krbk

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progressivedreamings · 3 years

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Roommates au for Kiribaku

It ended up being longer than I assumed but I hope you’ll like it!

"Yo!"

It's 5:48 AM on a Tuesday, and Kirishima is waving with an energetic grin at his doorstep, with a big red suitcase right next to him.

"What the fuck?" Bakugou reacts expectedly, glaring daggers into his best friends face while the offending redhead does not deter at all, walking past him into his house.

"What the fuck?" Bakugou repeats again, with less venom but more shock, as he watches the other drag his suitcase into the middle of his living room and yawn. The door closes itself.

Kirishima Eijirou, Red Riot, a hero who sits number 7 at the Hero Charts. Surprisingly the only hero in the charts who works in Kansai, even though he's not from there.

"Why the fuck are you here?" Despite his angry appearance, Bakugou doesn't have any actual power behind his words, already surrendered to whatever Kirishima had decided before showing up here.

Kirishima explains that he's in Tokyo for a long term job, one that they needed his defensive skills. He adds a bit shyly that he doesn't think he can be that much help, and if they wanted defence, there are other heroes who could do just as much if not more.

Bakugou grunts. Number 7, and yet he still laughs as he speaks such non-fucking-sense. "That doesn't answer my question." He decides to say instead - he'll beat it into Kirishima's head later that he's one of the best out there. "Why are you /here/?" He asks again instead.

Kirishima laughs embarrassedly. Bakugou feels his chest tighten. He had forgotten how bright Kirishima was.

"I don't have another place to go so I thought I'd crash at yours. It's fine, right?"

Of-fucking-course it's fine, even if Bakugou initially seemed against the idea, it's not like he didn't miss Kirishima. It's been two years since the other moved to Osaka after the Osaka-Incident, an appearance of a villain gang that the Kansai heroes had a tough time restraining. Red Riot volunteered himself to help, as "There are already many top heroes in Tokyo. I want to be where I'm needed."

It actually inspired more heroes to work in smaller cities, at the same time, villain activity increased in those places. Something about balance, Bakugou guessed. Still, he hated that it took away his best friend from him, not that he ever said anything about it.

And now, said best friend stood not that far away from him, stretching his back and already making himself at home. "So, where's my room? I'm beat."

Just like that, they begin to live together, already used to each other's routines from their dorm days.

Bakugou wakes up at 7 am, has the bathroom to himself until 8 am while Kirishima is still asleep enjoying his dreamland. He wakes up around the same time the door bangs close.

9 AM Kirishima wakes up with the sound of Bakugou leaving home, in the kitchen, there's already breakfast waiting for him.

They begin to send more texts to each other. "What time will you be home?" "I'll eat out tonight." "I'm shopping, need anything?"

Kirishima comes home early and takes over the cleaning duties. He can't cook well, so the first few attempts of him taking over the dinner are met with a highly unimpressed gaze.

Kirishima blushes and mutters "We can order pizza or something." Bakugou bites into his tasteless katsu-curry (how do you make curry with no taste). "It's fine, let's eat."

Bakugou, on the other hand, makes food like a 5-star restaurant. Kirishima always asks for seconds and looks like he's in heaven.

More often than not, Bakugou finds himself staring at Kirishima those times. He has a soft smile on his lips, his eyes curved gently and a low appreciating hum that makes Bakugou's heart beat faster. He won't ever admit it, but he wants to see that expression more often.

Happiness looks good on Kirishima.

There are times where one of them come home with injuries.

A secret understanding between them helps create a new routine that mends them physically and mentally, a silent agreement for what the other needs.

Kirishima needs validation. That he did his best. That he'll be fine. He needs Bakugou to be softer around the edges, so that's what he does. "I saw on the news. They're fucking lucky you were there." Bakugou says nonchalantly, but Kirishima knows the feeling behind those words and feels warmth embrace his broken heart and begin to heal slowly.

Bakugou, on the other hand, needs confirmation. He needs to know everything is fine, that he managed to protect and save. He needs to see that nothing changed. Kirishima welcomes him home and becomes his anchor with eased practice. Puts on a movie and lets Bakugou stare at him the whole time, so the other can make sure Kirishima is safe.

They both dance around the fact that they need each other the most.

Bakugou goes to bed early, even on nights where Kirishima asks him to join when they go out with the "Bakusquad". For good old times, he says, and Bakugou rejects.

He thinks with him there, the 'old friends' won't be as comfortable. After all, all he does is yell and get angry and insult. His only redeeming quality lately is that he's a fucking good hero. One of the best, even if he's only number two.

So Kirishima calls them over instead. Texts Bakugou: "I called the squad over so make sure we have enough food for 6, thanks!"

It's a text so Bakugou's curse words as a reply aren't as effective.

Still, when they arrive, there's enough food for 6 and a dejected-looking explosive murder god.

Despite all his worries, the others are just as friendly as they were in high-school, teasing him for his grumpiness. Kaminari scolds Bakugou for never calling him. "Don't make us miss you, man. At least answer my calls from time to time."

They all know Bakugou yells when he's embarrassed so his expected "Shut up idiot face!" doesn't faze anyone. Kirishima looks at Bakugou warmly.

Bakugou catches his gaze and feels his heart skip a beat.

Why he looked at him so softly, like he's seeing through him (he probably is), like he appreciates him (he probably does). Bakugou doesn't think he deserves Kirishima, but he'll take it selfishly anyway.

The others brought alcohol, because what's better than drinking and reminiscing on a weekend with old friends- especially now that Kirishima is back with them.

That's smart, getting drunk.

The previous sentence was sarcasm, because the more Bakugou drinks, the more he finds he can't control his gaze away from the red-haired menace.

Who by the way looked brighter and brighter the more he looked at him, with an attractive blush on his cheeks. His eyes had a certain spark in them that Bakugou knew which meant Kirishima was having fun. His smile and laughter loud.

The alcohol made it much harder to chain down the route his thoughts inclined to go. His heart acted individually, opposed to all the self rules he's inflicted on himself.

'Ah,' Bakugou thought. 'I want to kiss him.'

Their eyes met. In the background, Sero is arguing with Kaminari while Jirou is filming their pseudo fight about which retro hero would be number one if they were working at their best now.

Ashido is loud, but Bakugou can't make out what she's yelling about. Something about 'Deku can win against them anyway!'. It's probably a good thing he's not paying any attention.

Kirishima looks surprised for a second but then flashes him /that/ smile. Which makes Bakugou sick to his stomach, because that's his best friend.

If he knew what Bakugou was thinking, he'd probably want to move out immediately, wouldn't he?

And so Bakugou learns to keep his feelings secret, while it grows within his walls of self-protection. Kirishima, oblivious to Bakugou's inner turmoil, continues to be himself, supportive and kind.

Until...

"What the fuck are you doing, shitty hair?" "Oh! I think I found a good apartment near the agency."

There's good news and bad news. Good news is that Kirishima decides to move back to Tokyo. The villain gang in Osaka is already defeated. There is actually a hero team rising in the charts that he can depend on to take care of Kansai instead. He will go back if necessary but after these few months in Tokyo, he's assigned a much more important role, and the issue doesn't seem like it will go away soon.

The bad news is that because he's thinking of permanently moving back, "I don't want to impose any longer! I'm sure you want your old lifestyle back!"

The idiot couldn't be more wrong, but it's not like Bakugou can confess to it.

Still, it doesn't stop him from angrily leaving the house by exclaiming he has work to do. "Do whatever the fuck you want."

The week Kirishima is house hunting, he's also facing many backlashes from Bakugou, and he can't figure out why the hell his best friend is so angry.

And he should, right? He's his best friend. Even if they weren't near each other for these past two years, they managed to pick up from where they left, see through each other's lies and pain. Kirishima couldn't ask anyone for any advice because he should know Bakugou the best. He should be able to understand why Bakugou is suddenly so angry with him to the point that he hardly speaks at dinner anymore.

Then strange things begin to happen. Every house he manages to somewhat find, calls him back to say they received a better offer, or they changed their mind. Suddenly he can't find a place to move into.

Kaminari has a friend who's renting out his apartment, so he offers to help Kirishima out. "That'll be great, thanks!"

That night he talks to Bakugou, "I think I finally found a place." He laughs. Bakugou frowns deeper.

Ah, this is bad. He can't hold it back anymore.

"Do you want to leave that much?" He asks angrily as if he's blaming Kirishima, and perhaps he is. It's definitely his fault that his heart aches in ways that he's never felt pain.

"Katsuki... Do you... not want me to leave?" Kirishima finally sees through the mask of indifference. Bakugou hates the expression on his face, can tell his friend is already understanding more than Bakugou was willing to let him know.

"Took you long enough to figure it out, you fucking idiot," he yells instead, voice just as explosive as his quirk.

And there's the question waiting to be asked, at the tip of Kirishima's tongue. Because he'd want to know, wouldn't he? Why wouldn't Bakugou want Kirishima out, even if they were best friends, he'd want his freedom back, wouldn't he? Shouldn't he?

There's silence and neither of them wants to break it. Bakugou because he knows he'll say too much if he opens his mouth. Kirishima because he knows Bakugou will close up if he's the first one to speak. And out of the two of them, one had much less patience than the other.

So he breaks.

"Because I fucking need you here."

Need.

"Because I'm fucking lonely when you're not here."

Want.

"Because even if it's impossible for you to feel the same way, I..."

He, what?

Bakugou is red with fury, embarrassment and something deeper that Kirishima can't put a finger on. His heartbeat is loud in his ears that every other noise other than Bakugou's is irrelevant.

"Feel what way?" Kirishima asks, demanding, his hands shaking. There's that light in his eyes again, hopeful and determined. Bakugou can't take his eyes away.

The silence stretches. Bakugou's anger slowly dies out the longer he meets Kirishima's gaze. Finally, they are honest with each other.

"I'm not going to fucking confess."

"You can kiss me though, right?"

Another grunt and Bakugou pulls Kirishima in, the spark in his hand meeting the instinctively hardening skin on his neck. Another type of explosion that Bakugou never knew takes over the fluttering in his chest, taking over his heart as their lips meet. Forceful, demanding, daring.

"You're not fucking going anywhere."

It's not like the living room didn't already have figurines of Crimson Riot, a punching bag, the bathroom already dominated by both their presence. The guest room already decorated by all Kirishima's furniture. It was already 'their' house, in every small place Kirishima left his impact on.

"In that case, I'll leave the rent to you." Kirishima jokes breathlessly after their kiss - as manly as kisses go, he had to give the first prize to Bakugou- the blonde knew how to kiss. Then again he was biased.

"No fucking way, in fact, you're paying half the bills from now on."

With a smirk, he waves to Kirishima, turning his back on him to go to the kitchen to clean the dishes or something.

"Eeeeehhhhhh." Kirishima whines, but there's a soft smile on his face.

After all, he's always known he loved Bakugou. And if it took them more than 7 years to come here, 2 of which they were separated... He'd just have to make up for all the lost years where Bakugou had to get in contact with his own feelings.

It will be worth the wait.

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ao3feed-bakusquad · 2 years

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My House is a Fucking Mess

My house is a fucking mess by ItsMe 112

I come home from work to see my house in a mess Kirishima holding back my son and my wife holding a sandal yelling at him "WHAT THE FUCK IS GOING ON!" I just wanted to come home and eat dinner with my family and now I want to kill them (Not my son-in-law tho)

Words: 756, Chapters: 1/1, Language: English

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

Rating: General Audiences

Warnings: Creator Chose Not To Use Archive Warnings

Categories: F/M

Characters: Bakugou Mitsuki, Bakugou Katsuki, Bakugou Masaru

Relationships: Bakugou Masaru/Bakugou Mitsuki, Bakugou Katsuki/Kirishima Eijirou

Additional Tags: side kiribaku, kirishma is the son in law, Making Up, Bakugou Mitsuki is Bad at Feelings, Good Parent Bakugou Masaru, Masaru gets mad

Read Here: https://archiveofourown.org/works/37733704

#AO3 Feed #FanFiction #AO3 Kiribaku #♥#Kiribaku #Bakugou Mitsuki #Masaru Bakugou #💥#💎#⚣#R:G #A:Its

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wonhaebunny · 4 years

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have this third-year kiribaku drabble my brain spawned at two in the morning! i didn't think it was long enough for ao3 but felt the need to write about bkg getting cute and cuddly when drunk

eijirou and katsuki have been dating for somewhere around three months. it's great. they're great. only, there's one little thing: no one knows.

they hadn't meant to keep it a secret, but eijirou saw how uncomfortable his boyfriend got when their friends teased him about eijirou being his favourite, or how tense he'd get when people made a big deal about him turning "soft". so they kept the affection to behind closed doors. and, yeah, maybe sometimes eijirou's a little bummed he can't show his boyfriend to the world, but the special smiles he gets from the blonde when they're alone make him happy enough that he doesn't care who sees or doesn't. katsuki's a private person by nature, anyway.

(except, apparently, when drunk.)

"eijiiii," katsuki whines, slinging his arms around the red-head's neck. "eiji."

katsuki's cheeks are flushed a lovely shade of red, eyes bright and hair mussed messily as he buries his nose in the junction between eijirou's shoulder and neck. it's cute - adorable, if he's being honest. eijirou rarely gets to see his boyfriend like this, so openly affectionate and cuddly. it makes his heart skip, and a fond smile tugs at his lips.

but there's one problem.

they're not in one of their bedrooms this time, or in the common kitchen in the early hours of the morning when no one else is awake. the problem is that they're not alone. it's eight at night, and they've just come back from dinner at katsuki's house, and they are surrounded by their gaping, silent classmates. and katsuki? katsuki is piss-drunk.

he can't even remember how it started. katsuki's mother had offered them wine at dinner, cracking a joke about how they were now of legal age and could finally "live a little". katsuki had refused, obviously, too virtuous to engage in drinking alcohol. well, until his mother had gotten a mischievous edge to her smile as she muttered under her breath about him being afraid, and suddenly his virtues went out the window. he'd downed the glass in one, and then poured himself another and downed that too, with an expression torn between disgust and determination.

and then... and then. he doesn't even know. now they're here, and eijirou is suffering.

"ei," katsuki mumbles into his collarbone as eijirou half-carries him into the common room. uraraka, deku, iida and todoroki are sitting at the couches, and watch with wide eyes at the interaction.

"f-first name?" uraraka mutters to herself quietly. "i didn't know bakugou even used last names..."

todoroki blinks at the two of them. "he's being extraordinarily touchy." he muses.

as if to prove his point, katsuki nuzzles further into eijirou's chest, burying his face in the red-head's jacket.

kaminari, sero and ashido shuffle in from the shared kitchen, chattering happily.

"hey, you guys are ba-"

they freeze. kaminari cuts himself off at the sight, eyes growing wide.

"where's my phone." he breathes, hands digging into his pockets searchingly without moving his eyes off the pair.

"katsuki." eijirou mutters quietly. "there are people here."

katsuki looks up, resting his cheek on his boyfriend's chest and giving him a dopey grin.

"love you." he says happily, eyes crinkling.

eijirou, despite his valiant efforts, melts a little bit at the sight. fighting to keep the blush off his own face, he clears his throat and looks away quickly.

and- ah, yes, literally everyone heard. their jaws are dropped now, staring at the two of them like they've just committed a murder. even todoroki's mouth is hanging open, expression eerily blank.

"let's go inside, katsuki." he mumbles, trying to drag the swaying blonde towards their dorm rooms. the blonde, however, stubbornly roots himself to the spot.

"say it back." he demands, narrowing his eyes and locking his arms around eijirou's bicep.

"w-what?"

"say it back."

eijirou's cheeks feel like they're on fire.

"dude," he laughs awkwardly. "how about we have this talk inside?"

at this, katsuki's scowl melts into a downcast pout, and he stares at eijirou with such forlorn eyes that ashido and uraraka unconsciously coo from their different spots in the room.

"y'don't wanna say it." he says distressedly, grip loosening, and fuck, is he tearing up?

"no!" eijirou rushes quickly. "o-of course i do! kats, c'mon."

katsuki blinks at him expectantly, eyes still shimmering slightly with unshed tears, and eijirou sighs, feeling his heart clench at the sight.

"i love you, babe, you know that." he raises a hand to brush away the wetness at katsuki's eyes, and the blonde's sad frown dissolves, radiant smile returning again and eyes turning to crescents. eijirou absently considers getting him drunk more often, just to see him smile like this. he's so pretty, always pretty, but he looks downright angelic when beaming at eijirou like this, it should be illegal.

"mwah." katsuki says happily, pressing a loud and dramatic kiss to eijirou's nose, and promptly collapses into his chest, loose arms wrapping around his neck.

eijirou blinks, back of his neck burning and heart still thumping at the utterly adorable display.

"oh my god." ashido says. "oh my god, kiri, since when?"

"um." he says stiltedly, trying to rearrange his softly murmuring and very much drunk boyfriend in his arms.

"that was so cute." uraraka breathes, eyes shiny. "why was that cute? am i going insane, or did i just find bakugou cute?"

todoroki pats her arm slowly, gaze vacant.

"me too." he says hollowly. "something is wrong with us."

eijirou laughs awkwardly, ignoring ashido and kaminari, who have started to chant, "when, when, when, when, when, when," at him, closing in threateningly.

"i should go." he says uselessly, edging away from them.

"i think my heart just skipped a beat." sero mutters to uraraka and todoroki, looking vaguely terrified at the prospect. "you guys aren't alone."

deku has been concerningly silent throughout the ordeal, and is filming the entire thing, tears streaming down his face freely.

hagakure, who has seemingly materialised out of nowhere, is jumping up and down energetically.

"the smile!" she says hysterically. "i didn't know he could do that! bakugou is so pretty when he smiles!"

amongst all the chaos, eijirou bundles his boneless boyfriend into his arms and slips out of the common room, into katsuki's dorm.

well, that was certainly one way to do it.

#bnha #bakugou katsuki #kirishima eijirou #kiribaku #krbk #bakugou is totally a clingy drunk holy shit #this was a drabble that got out of hand #kiribaku fluff #bunny's drabbles

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i got my hair done yall

(the braids are not my hair but it is the same color.)

i don't really have a great picture of it because it's hard to do that with a shoulder that's acting up and i didn't do it anyway. it's an undercut but it looks like a normal haircut when it's all down, but i figure it'll rarely be down because i can't handle it down. but the back is fuzzy and i like it! but it's apparently a pain in the ass to lie down on. who knows.

i also helped my mom with a few things, and then i sorta fell into a funk and i couldn't shake it. i texted kat a little bit, and when i told her i couldn't make a decision on what i wanted to eat she told me that making decisions is hard for people with adhd. so that's helpful to know.

but after driving about for a bit i stopped at newbury comics an lad got myself a coloring book and a funko pop of einstein because who doesn't love albert einstein. if they had one of hakeem oluseyi i would be all over that, the man is literally my favorite scientist.

oh! speaking of funko pops, i also got one in that i ordered:

b a k u g o

yknow, the special limited edition one that's kinda rare but really expensive? yeah, that one. it came in today i think and when i realized that THAT was what was in the box, i took it in my little goblin hands and scuttled through the house to my room so i could place him in an appropriate location. i need to get kiri and put them next to each other. which is entirely WHY i got this specific bakugo, because he's in his full hero costume, and the box has his full name on it, and so does kiri's! and i couldn't have one without the other. it's just not possible. so i got him.

anyway, i got to spend the evening with joel! we just hung out upstairs in the warm and got five guys for dinner and watched tv for a bit. it was really nice to just hang out with him. for all the time i spend here at his house, i feel like i don't get to see him a whole lot. which is fine, because we both have lives outside of each other, but it's just odd to be here and not see him. given i have shit to do and he has shit he wants to do, that makes sense.

anyway, my and my bright-ass fire truck red hair are gonna go to sleep. i am EXHAUSTED.

14 notes • Posted 2021-01-24 06:41:45 GMT

here's the painting i did today. didn't feel good so i depression-painted. you can't see it well, but the base water is matte while there accents of glossy black on top. the rest of the paint is also glossy.

the trees and outcropping on the left are my favorite.

and i free handed that circle.

16 notes • Posted 2021-07-25 09:28:29 GMT

having titties is a fucking curse

21 notes • Posted 2021-01-20 09:10:32 GMT

of all the pranks on the internet, rickrolling never lets me down

93 notes • Posted 2021-03-31 21:30:16 GMT

"God that's a mouthful"

it's a kiribaku fic, my first one, be nice

Reporters clamor to the front of the pack, cameras and microphones knocking into each other as they all try to get a glimpse of what's happening.

Bakugou Katsuki - a.k.a. Pro Hero Great Explosion Murder God, Dynamight - has just taken down seven villains simultaneously, with only minimal damage to the office building they tried planting a bomb in to get to the bank vault next door. A bomb the size they planted would have been much more destructive than Bakugou's controlled explosions. That's why they sent him and Red Riot, a.k.a. Kirishima Eijirou, in. Besides, the two never go anywhere without the other anyway. Something about them being married, but that was just a rumor. Judging by the matching rings on chains around their necks, it just might be true. But that's a story for another day.

Kamuro Shintou, an intern at one of the local news agencies, was late to the scene but managed to worm his way to the front due to his small stature. He tries calling out to Pro Hero Dynamight.

"Dynamight! Pro Hero Dynamight, can we ask you a few questions!" he calls out, but he gets no response. It makes sense, he thinks, since the crowd is loud and he has been repeatedly told his voice is far too soft to get anyone's attention. So he raises his voice and tries again.

"Mr. Pro Hero Dynamight!"

His voice is loud enough that it can be heard by the hero, who stands on top of some rubble, surveying the scene as police and others scramble to take statements and gather information. The hero stops for a moment, hesitates - it seems that he heard Kamuro.

But why isn't he responding?

Everyone knows of Pro Hero Dynamight's bad temperament. It's part of his charm, really - his no-nonsense attitude and bad boy looks have garnered him a huge following, and his public rank has been steadily climbing in the three years it's been since he graduated from UA High. At only 21 years old, he sits at rank number 4, dead-set on continuing to the top, to be number 1 eventually. His tenacity and drive inspire even those who can't stand him for his attitude. So despite being an ass, he's really rounding out to be a true hero.

The media not liking Dynamight isn't the problem. They do. It's the fact that Dynamight doesn't like the media, that's the problem.

Kamuro tries again.

"Mr. Pro Hero Dynamight! I have a few questions I'd like to ask!" he calls out.

From where he stands, about twenty meters from the scene where Dynamight has stopped, Kamuro can see the twitch of the hero's mask, the slight flare of his nostrils and slight turn down of the corner of his mouth. He doesn't seem happy.

At least that's not a surprise.

What is a surprise, though, is the way the crowd of reporters around him suddenly surge in volume, hurting his ears with noises that don't form words until he sees a large shadow to his right.

It's Red Riot. Standing there, arms crossed, smirk plastered to his face, Pro Hero Red Riot looks down at Kamuro.

"Hey kid, what's your name?"

It's all Kamuro can do to not be entirely frozen to the ground. He's been a big fan since Red Riot first showed up on the hero scene as an intern for Fat Gum six years ago, when Kamuro himself was in middle school.

It's been a few moments too long, Kamuro realizes, when Red Riot waves a hand in front of his face to get his attention.

"Kid? You okay?" he asks, brows raised in amusement.

"Y-yeah! Me great? I'm! Uh, Kam-Kamuro!" Flustered and red, Kamuro bows slightly to both show respect and clear his fanboy brain for a moment. He rights himself and clears his throat as he tries again, more successfully this time. "Yes, I'm good. My name is Kamuro, Kamuro Shintou. I'm with Musutafu local news. I'm an intern." He smiles widely, proud of himself for speaking actual words to the hero, his personal hero.

Red Riot laughs and puts a gigantic hand on his shoulder. "Well kid, since you're new, I'll let you in on a little secret. Here, come with me," he offers, gesturing a little closer to the scene, but still out of the way.

Overjoyed, Kamuro follows Red Riot to where a large chunk of concrete lay flat on the ground, an appropriate place to sit and chat. The hero sits and pats the stone next to him, and Kamuro sits gingerly, vibrating in his skin, and trying to not let it show too badly.

Red Riot smiles big and wide, shark teeth showing and eyes squinting. Even as the two sit, the hero is significantly taller than Kamuro - the spiked angry red hair adds a good twenty centimeters to his already frankly ridiculous height. How tall is this man?

Kamuro hears a hearty laugh which breaks him from his reverie.

"If you're that curious, I'm two meters, even," the hero says, still chuckling. "The hair is extra."

Kamuro goes red. Blessedly, Riot continues.

"Anyway, since you're new to this all, let me tell you a secret. Kat- Dynamight doesn't respond to reporters unless they call him by his name. His full hero name."

Kamuro stops.

"Are you serious?"

"Dead serious."

"Like, not even the short version?"

"Nope."

"So it's just Pro -"

"Pro Hero Great Explosion Murder God, Dynamight."

A pause. "God that's a mouthful."

A long suffering sigh escapes Red Riot's lips. "Yup."

Brain kicking back into gear, Kamuro is able to think again.

"Mr. Red Riot-"

"Please, call me Kirishima," the hero - Kirishima interrupts.

Kamuro positively beams. "Thank you, Kirishima-san."

Kirishima gestures for him to continue.

"Kirishima-san, I was wondering, are the rumors true?" Kamuro wrings his hands nervously. "I-I-I know they're just rumors, but I saw the bands around your necks and-"

"You're quite observant, kiddo," Kirishima interrupts. "And before you go on, I'll let you in on another secret."

Kamuro is very, very confused. "O-oh?"

"Yeah."

A wide grin breaks across Kirishima's face, one that's somehow softer than any other smile he's ever seen on his favorite hero. The hero looks younger, a little less stressed for a moment, before reaching around his neck where the weight of the chain had fallen during the battle.

He pulls a golden band around and shows it to Kamuro. They're angled away from the rest of the reporters, toward pro hero Dynamight, so no one else is privy to the conversation they're having, except, perhaps, Dynamight himself. Kamuro follows Kirishima's glance up at the explosive hero who is looking at the two of them with an equally soft expression, seeing the other reach up and grab something that's hanging at his neck.

Kamuro gasps softly before returning his eyes to the ring that Kirishima is holding up. It's golden, and the red and orange diamonds swirling around it glint even warmer in the afternoon sunlight.

"The secret is that his name isn't Bakugou anymore."

149 notes • Posted 2021-01-11 09:20:51 GMT

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