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sugarmaplewings-fics · 3 years

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Fire Alarm

Pairing: Kirishima x crushing!reader

Warnings: Cold nights and shirtless Kirishima. Also some group snuggling??

Author’s Note:

This drabble here is short and sweet, featuring my favorite boyo Kirishima! It’s partially based on this panel from the manga (and my own thirst lol). I know there’s some faulty logic here and there in this, but I had fun writing it so here we are. Anyways I hope you like it! There’s not a lot of romance in this one >:( but I had fun thinking about it.

I simp for this man and also I love him. Just in case that wasn’t clear.

Love you!

-Sugar

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The only thing worse than waking up to your alarm clock in the morning is waking up to a fire alarm in the middle of the night.

It took a moment for the blaring sound to fully wrench you from your sleep. By the time you’d registered what the sound even was, your door was already being thrown open.

“(L/N)! We need to evacuate now! Don’t you hear the emergency alarms?!”

You were just able to make out the form of Tenya Iida in your doorway. Through your daze, you noticed that he was still wearing his striped blue pajamas. Groaning to yourself, you slid out of bed, half-asleep. You hadn’t even bothered to leave behind your blanket, letting it drape around your shoulders as you shuffled out of your dorm room.

Iida ushered you and a few other bleary-eyed classmates down the stairs and out of the Heights Alliance building, and it wasn’t until he held the door open that you remembered just what time of year it was.

“Seriously?!” you complained as a blast of cold air hit you. Grumbling, you followed the small crowd of your classmates to the other group of those who were better at getting out of bed.

“Is that everyone from 1-A?” Iida’s voice rang out.

People glanced around for anyone who might be missing, and after a few seconds, they mumbled an affirmative.

“What are we going to do now?” Mineta whined, shivering just about as much as everyone.

“We have to wait for Aizawa sensei to give us the okay that we can go back inside,” Iida said, chopping the air.

“How long is that going to take?” Ashido asked.

Iida turned to the building, inspecting it. “Well, I can’t see anything from here, so it was probably a false alarm. But we can’t be certain until it’s professionally checked out, so no one’s going in until one of the adults tells us it’s okay to.”

A few more of your classmates grumbled at his ruling. No one made an attempt to argue, however, since they knew he had a point.

Suddenly, you heard Uraraka gasp a few feet away from you. “It’s Tsu!” she said, trying to hold up her friend’s limp body. “She’s going into hibernation! It’s too cold.”

“Here.”

A voice beside you brought warm bubbles rising through your chest. Even in the dark of night, you could make out the spiky red hair of your good friend and long-standing crush, Kirishima Eijirou. You watched with everyone else as he stripped off his oversized sleep t-shirt and offered it to Uraraka.

“Let her take this,” he said. “It’s not much, but maybe it can help.”

“But, Kirishima,” the brunette protested, “you’re going to get too cold!”

“Nah, it’s okay,” he said, flashing that perfect smile that never failed to make your knees weak. “I’m super tough and manly! This won’t bother me at all. It’s just a little chilly.”

“Kirishima, there’s literally snow on the ground,” Jirou pointed out in a tired tone.

He shrugged, and you couldn’t help but notice the way his muscles rippled with that simple action. “I’ll manage. That’s what heroes do.”

Uraraka finally turned to Tsu, helping her into the loose black t-shirt. There was a tiny part of you that was almost jealous that she was the one wearing Kirishima’s clothing, but you quickly squished the feeling down. It disgusted you that you could think such thoughts when your friend was struggling like this with something she couldn’t control.

“Iida,” Midoriya began, “I think you should run over to the school and try to find a teacher. Asui—erm, Tsu needs to get back inside soon.”

Iida nodded curtly. “Good idea, Midoriya. You’re right. Todoroki, would you keep Asui warm with your left side? Yaoyorozu is in charge until I get back, alright?”

The class nodded in assent again, and with that, Iida was off in a burst of speed from his calf engines.

People began to break off into small groups to huddle against the cold. Luckily it wasn’t too windy, but none of you had had time to grab a coat, or even shoes in some cases. Most of the girls were huddling around Todoroki, with Tsu clinging to his left side in the center. Some of the other boys were standing shoulder to shoulder, with a few hugging into Shoji's limbs for extra warmth. Even Bakugou stood on the fringe of the cluster of boys, scowling at the ground.

You were hardly affected, grateful that tonight of all nights you’d decided to wear warm pajamas. You also had your blanket, which worked wonders against the chill night air.

It was then that you took notice of Kirishima again; still shirtless and blatantly trying to hide the fact that he was shivering. You wandered over to him, calmly tapping him on the shoulder to get his attention. He turned to you, and you tried to ignore the way it felt when his eyes landed on yours, and the stupid, excited feelings that erupted as soon as he grinned at you.

“Hey, (L/N),” he said, and you had to applaud the way he kept his voice deceptively steady against his chattering sharp teeth.

“Hey,” you said, suddenly realizing that you were unsure how to phrase your proposition you had spinning in your head. “Um, do you—do you want to share my blanket? You’re the only one—um—not wearing clothes.”

He glanced down at his bare chest and then to the blanket wrapped tightly around your shoulders. “I wouldn’t want to take it from you,” he said, his lower lip jutting out slightly as his gaze trailed to the ground. “Besides, I really am fine here.”

You pouted a little. “You’re going to get sick, and I’d be sad if you got sick.” You untucked a corner of the blanket out from under your arm. “And you wouldn’t be taking it, we can share. We’re friends, right?”

Kirishima considered for another moment, chewing on his lower lip before finally letting out a breath. “Alright, fine.”

He ducked under the half of the blanket you offered him, tugging it around his shoulder. You shuffled closer to him, and even through the sleeves of your pajamas, you were able to feel how cold his skin was.

“Kirishima-Kun,” you mumbled, “you’re freezing.”

He shrugged and frowned, keeping his eyes ahead and away from yours. “I’ll be fine,” he brushed off. After a few beats, he seemed to change his mind. “Actually, this is much better.” He finally looked at you again. “Thank you.”

You were thankful to the darkness for hiding your blush. “You’re welcome.”

Everyone stood where they were for a few more minutes. You couldn’t tell whether you wanted this all to end so you could go back inside or if you wanted to keep standing here pressed up against your crush.

You didn’t have to decide for yourself, however, since Iida soon came back with Aizawa sensei himself.

“Okay, kids,” the teacher said in his perpetually tired voice, “you can go back to your rooms now. The alarms went off because of a programming malfunction.” He continued talking as he unlocked the doors with a swipe card. “You were supposed to have a surprise drill today at one o’clock PM, not AM. Sorry.”

He held the door as the twenty of you filed inside, back into the centrally heated building. Everyone let out a collective sigh of relief as warmth finally enveloped their bodies again, happy to be out of the cold.

“Off to bed with you, kids,” Aizawa said. “You still have class tomorrow. I don’t want to see anyone outside of their dorm rooms in five minutes. Good night.”

Everyone made their way towards the elevator, and Kirishima finally slipped out from under your blanket.

“Thanks for looking out for me, (L/N),” he said, giving you another heart-melting grin.

“It was no problem,” you said, smiling down at the floor. You piled into the elevator with everyone else, and within seconds, the lift dinged to signal that you had reached the second floor.

“I guess I’ll see you tomorrow,” Kirishima said as you made your way to the doors.

“Yeah.” You grinned sheepishly again and adjusted your blanket around your shoulders. “Goodnight.”

“Goodnight.”

Back in your room, you scarcely even bothered to climb under the other covers you had on your bed. You were still wrapped in the one that had just been around both yours and Kirishima’s shoulders. To your delighted surprise, if you concentrated enough, you could just barely make out his scent laced into the material. Maybe the unexpected wake-up call wasn’t so bad, because now you could sleep with the memory of Kirishima’s arm pressed against yours.

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faulty-writes · 2 years

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[ Finally the long awaited Eijirou fic no one asked for! This was inspired because yours truly is trying to get back into the dating scene and it dawned on me that I might have some issues regarding romance and in a sense, I am afraid of it. However, that's what inspired me to come up with this weird attempt at a comfort fic? I have no idea, who the hell even knows what I'm doing with my fanfics anymore. But regardless, I hope you enjoy it. ]

[ Eijirou has been in love with you for years, but unfortunately, you've had a few bad experiences with love and refuse to acknowledge his feelings. However, come graduation day he decides to leave a certain gift in your locker before making the decision that he's going to tell you face-to-face how he feels. But, he soon learns that your opinion on love is bittersweet. Yet he's not willing to let you believe it only equals heartbreak. ]

“Wait, you’re really gonna go through with it man!?” Kaminari exclaimed as he trailed behind Eijirou, his graduation gown gently flowing behind him and his cap slightly askew on his head. “Heh,” he smiled in response and turned around to look his friend in the eye.

“You bet!” he replied. “Today is graduation and even though I’ll miss Yuuei and everything, I’m going to tell Y/n how I feel face to face!” he announced proudly. “After all, I’ve kind of been in love with them since…well forever!” he sighed thinking about you with a dazed look in his eye.

But he quickly snapped out of it and gave a chuckle. “I know it’s not very manly hiding behind those anonymous gifts. But, I left one last gift in their locker today,” he said with a proud smirk before Hanta walked over to join the conversation. He laid his abnormal elbow onto Kaminari’s shoulder before leaning over.

“One last gift, huh?” he replied, watching as Eijirou nodded. “It’s a special rose!” he remarked and Hanta laughed. “It’s about time you did something, right Kaminari?” he nudged the other with his elbow. “Oh, uh...yeah I guess,” he replied before looking at the redhead.

“But, why a rose?” Eijirou’s shark-toothed smile grew bigger. “I attached a note to it that said ‘I love you’ with my name signed on the back,” once again he sounded proud of himself and was oblivious to the fact his friends seemed confused. “And?” Hanta said, wanting to know more.

“And…” he repeated, “that’s super manly, right!?” he flashed another smile, while Kaminari scratched the side of his head. “Uh…sure man,” he replied before all three of them jumped. “SHUT THE HELL UP!” Katsuki screamed as explosions sounded.

“We’re going to be late for the damn ceremony if you idiots keep talking!” he wasted no time in shoving the three of them apart before exiting the room. “Aw come on Bakubro! Be happy!” Eijirou called, quickly following the angry blond. “Yeah, after all, we’re officially heroes now!” Kaminari exclaimed.

“And we can open our own agencies!” Hanta added and while those were all cherished things to look forward to. Eijirou had his eyes set on you and was looking forward to after the ceremony. Yuuei insisted on holding an after-party for their graduates, allowing them to spend one last night in the school before departing.

When the names were all called and the diplomas received, everyone was chatting amongst themselves and hugging one another except Eijirou. “Excuse me, sorry!” he said, navigating through the busy crowd until he spotted some familiar faces. “Midoriya!” he cried out.

“Huh?” the green-haired boy turned, smiling when he saw who was calling him. “Oh Kirishima, h-hi. I was wondering where you were…” he confessed before Uraraka pitched in. “Yeah! Midoriya, Iida, and I are planning how we’ll spend our last night in Yuuei!” she declared with a raised fist.

“Heh…” Eijirou gave a polite smile, “that’s awesome!” he said before frowning. “Hey um…have you guys seen Y/n anywhere?” Tenya raised his eyebrow as he took note of the rather nervous way Eijirou glanced back and forth. “Hm,” he tilted his head and reached up to clasp his chin.

“Are you in some form of distress?” he questioned causing the redhead’s attention to turn to him. “Who? Me?” he responded, somewhat playing dumb. Tenya opened his mouth to scold him but Uraraka stepped in front of him.

“I think what Iida means is, you look kind of nervous. Is something wrong with Y/n?” she questioned innocently. Eijirou blinked, uncertain of how to answer, and jumped when he felt Izuku lay a hand on his shoulder. “Huh?” he turned, seeing the gentle and reassuring smile the other was wearing.

“If something is wrong…we can help you, r-right guys?” he looked back to Tenya and Uraraka who wasted no time in nodding. “Well, I…” Eijirou rubbed the back of his head. “It’s just…” he glanced nervously at the ground before taking a deep breath and lowering his hand to his side.

“I have something important to tell them…” he confessed before hearing footsteps behind him. “Important?” came Shoto’s voice. “Hm?” Eijirou turned. “Hi, Todoroki-kun!” Uraraka greeted cheerfully. “Hello,” he responded before focusing his attention back on the redhead.

“Did you say you were looking for Y/n?” he questioned seconds before his eyes widened due to Eijirou grasping his shoulders. “You saw them!?” he frantically asked, Shoto stared at him for a long moment before nodding.

“They were walking toward the Yuuei building, they looked a little distressed an-” before he could finish, Eijirou’s diploma was shoved into his hands. He looked surprised before the redhead dashed past him. “Thanks, man! I’ll see you guys later!” he yelled, ignoring the fact that his cap went flying as he raced to Yuuei.

As he passed the gates, he came to a harsh stop and looked around. His eyes scanned over a few familiar faces from Class B, but you were nowhere in sight. ‘Come on Y/n…maybe they’re inside already,’ he thought pushing past the entrance doors to the school.

‘I’m not letting you go until I tell you face to face how I feel!’ once again his eyes scanned the hallway for you while ignoring the strange looks he received from those present. His fingers curled against the flat surface of the doors and he was tempted to let his fingers harden so he could leave visible evidence of his anxiety and frustration.

Instead, he took off down the hallway and turned sharply around the corner. A gasp came when he saw a fading glimpse of you just before the doors to the staircase closed. You were having a panic attack, your heart raced in your chest and you felt like you couldn’t breathe despite the fact that you were racing up the stairs to get to the roof.

You figured that was the only place people wouldn’t look for you, that is if they even noticed you were missing. You never wanted this to happen. In fact, you had made it a point to lock your feelings away. Push them aside, making it impossible for you to fall for anyone.

Yet, there was one boy. One redheaded boy who continued to defy your expectations. During your first year at Yuuei, he always seemed to pay close attention to you. Take any chance he could to talk to you and he always asked if you were okay or if you needed anything.

He constantly paid you compliments and on occasion, he would pull your chair out for you. However, all of his attempts were brushed off and you foolishly thought he’d get over his ‘crush’ soon enough. However, your assumptions were proved wrong during second year.

Eijirou continued his pursuit and began to give you gifts, at first it was small things. A box of pencils, stuffed animals he won from a vending machine, or even boxes of candy. You accepted them with some hesitation but always told him to stop buying you things.

For a while, you had thought your words finally broke him. But then the cycle started again, only worse. He began to gift you with flowers and frequently asked if you were free after school. On occasion, he presented you with food coupons and tried to convince you to go out for a bite to eat with him.

You continued to deny him, make excuses as to why the two of you couldn’t hang out while your dismay grew. You hated knowing he had feelings for you. He switched his tactics come third year and began leaving anonymous notes on your desk or on the outside of your locker.

Now, you didn’t have any concrete proof they were actually from him, but given his behavior towards you, it was safe to assume he was your anonymous admirer. This made your fear accelerate, despite your female classmates thinking all of this was ‘romantic’ and openly admitting they were jealous that you had a ‘secret admirer.’

You knew they would change their tune if they knew that you spent many a night crying and wishing that Eijirou had feelings for someone else. Nothing good ever came from love or so you believed which is part of the reason you had gotten so upset when you found that rose in your locker.

The only difference this time was the fact that the note attached said ‘I love you’ with Eijirou’s name signed on the back of it. That was the final straw, you knew you had to do something. Yet, you also knew you had to be in attendance for graduation.

Part of you was angry because you felt as though Eijirou was trying to corner you, but you refused to be caught. Desperate thoughts came to your mind, including trying to apply for a sidekick position overseas just so you could leave him and this situation far behind.

But somehow you felt that he’d follow you anywhere and this fact was already proven when you heard the door to the staircase open and Eijirou’s voice call out your name which made you freeze in place. You held your breath and whipped your head back to see his silhouette illuminated by the light from the hallway.

‘Damn it!’ you felt your eyes begin to water out of pure frustration. Then without thinking, you dashed up the remaining set of steps. ‘Why did you have to follow me!? Why do you love me!? Go love someone else!’ your arms shot out, prepared to push open the door that granted access to the roof.

However, you stumbled back and desperately grasped onto the wall which was the only saving grace that prevented you from tumbling back down the stairs. “What the hell?” you whispered, trying yet again to open the door.

“Y/n!” Eijirou yelled again, his heavy footsteps growing closer. “What happened? Are you okay!?” he frantically questioned, making you stomp your foot. “Come on!” you growled, yet again trying to force the door open.

“What is wrong with you!?” the exclamation left your mouth without prior warning, making Eijirou stop in his tracks just prior to you banging on the door. “Huh?” he tilted his head, growing more concerned as the banging got louder. “Hold on Y/n! I’m coming!” he shouted as he resumed running.

You clenched your jaw and tears began to stream down your face. The anxiety and panic you felt seemed to increase due to Eijirou closing in on you. After one last attempt at shoving the door open, you noticed something on the silver bar attached to it.

“Huh?” your blurry eyes widened as you recognized it was wrapped with thick metal chains and an oversized lock that looked like it had been there for years judging by the amount of dust and slight rust that covered it. You sniffled, forgetting about your momentary situation in favor of furrowing your brow in confusion.

‘Who locked the entrance to the roof?’ you thought before feeling the hair on the back of your neck stand up. “Y/n are you-” Eijirou’s words were interrupted when you suddenly lifted your hand and activated your quirk. This made it easy to break the chains that were keeping you from the roof.

Eijirou watched this happen, understandably stunned at your frantic display and the fact you used your quirk. “Whoa,” he swallowed and reached out to touch your shoulder. “Hey are you-” before he could finish, you pushed open the door and ran, leaving his hand hovering midair.

“Leave me alone!” the words left your mouth without thinking and Eijirou felt his heart shatter. He stood there, watching as you came to a frantic stop in the middle of the roof with your back facing him. A frown came to his face as he lowered his hand to his side.

His gaze shifted down and his hands balled into trembling fists as he tried his best to ignore the painful ache that continued to fill his chest. He squeezed his eyes shut, fighting back against the tears that threatened to spill over. ‘No…I...I don’t believe them’ he thought, wiping the few tears sliding down his face.

Meanwhile, your tears continued to come though you were frantically wiping them away. “I know you don’t mean that,” Eijirou said before wiping his dripping nose. Your head snapped up and your throat tightened, there were so many words you wanted to say.

You sniffled and once again wiped your eyes before hissing out, “Yes I do,” angrily. He hesitated before taking a few steps toward you, yeah maybe he was being stubborn. But he refused to leave you alone, what kind of man would he be if he did?

He knew he was part of the reason you were upset, but there seemed to be another party at play and if that were the case, he wondered what or who else was making you cry. It hurt him to see you so torn up and he couldn’t just turn his back on you, not when he knew you needed help.

Plus, he still needed to tell you that he loved you. He wanted to reach out to you again but forced his hand to remain at his side for now. “Why…” he said softly. “I can’t just leave you alone knowing you’re upset, knowing you’re not okay! That’s…” he looked down, trying to come up with the right set of words.

“N-not okay! That’s not okay or manly,” he announced, crossing his arms. You let out a frustrated grunt and covered your face, allowing your tears to slide down the palms of your hands and slowly drip off your wrists. You sniffled yet again which continued to break Eijirou’s heart.

“Hey,” he grasped your shoulder. “Don’t touch me!” you frantically responded, prying his hand off before you turned to him. But your sadness and anger disappeared when you saw how your words affected him. You felt a moment of weakness and forced yourself to turn away from him again.

“The rose and…note…” you began, making his eyes light up. “So you did read my note!” he said, feeling a smile begin to creep back on his face. However, this was short-lived when you turned back to him with your eyebrows slit in anger.

“Love is useless,” you growled, causing his jaw to drop. “W-what?” he replied before you crossed your arms with a huff and once again turned away from him. “You’ll only get hurt and…” you curled your hands against your chest.

You had never had a relationship, but the few times you had tried to give your heart away, you were greeted with rejection. So was there really a point to love? No matter what, there was always a broken heart involved or at least that’s what you believed.

Yes, maybe you were in the wrong for purposely trying to break Eijirou’s but he left you with no choice! In your eyes, you were sparing him from something worse, and of course, he didn’t see it that way. “That’s not true!” he exclaimed, making you “Pff,” in response.

‘Who does he think he’s kidding?’ you thought, glaring at him from over your shoulder. His bottom lip was sucked in and his eyebrows were slit. His previous tears had dried up leaving his eyes looking puffy and mildly irritated.

“Mm…” you focused your attention on the empty sky ahead of you and listened to the faint sounds of the recent graduates below. ‘At least they aren’t dealing with this…’ you thought bitterly, crossing your arms. His jaw continued to tighten as did his hands, and he took a step forward.

Your body stiffened, but you refused to look at him even as the tension in the air continued to thicken. His heart was pounding in his chest as he looked at you, this was accompanied by butterflies swirling in his stomach. But he knew he needed to gather the courage to speak his next words.

“Mm...” he grasped the front of his gown and took another step forward. His lips were trembling as he opened his mouth. He hesitated a moment before he exclaimed, “I…I love you Y/n!” with no regard to the fact that others could have heard him.

His words felt like knives piercing through your heart and your arms dropped to your sides. You ground your teeth together, wanting to say something in retaliation but decided to remain quiet which didn’t suit Eijirou well. He frowned and focused his attention on the ground, feeling that heaviness grow.

“Do...do you think my love is useless?” his question was laced with an angry tone, or was it sad? You didn’t know, but you continued to ignore him, offering no response. ‘Damn it…’ he growled, pressing his teeth together until he felt a painful ache course through his jaw.

‘What would Katsuki do?’ he thought a moment before blurting out, “Y/n I…genuinely love you!” which only continued to enrage you. What gave him the right to say such things? Such lies. You turned around, ready to scream at him but instead, you were greeted by him quickly charging toward you.

A scream echoed when he roughly grabbed your shoulders and while he felt some guilt, the damage was already done. “Y/n please lis-” before he could finish, you tried prying those hands off but unlike before, Eijirou dug his nails into the fabric of your gown.

A deep growl sounded in your throat before you snapped, “Stop lying!” and once again watched as a frown came to his face. His normally bright red eyes took on a dull appearance and his gaze completely shifted to the ground. “Is that what you think?” his words were soft, almost muffled and your mouth hung agape.

You looked at him, almost feeling guilty but you pushed the feeling away. This is what you wanted…wasn’t it? “My feelings for you aren’t a joke!” he suddenly snapped causing you to stumble back out of fright. A cry left your lips when you misjudged your footing and fell onto the hard concrete that made up the roof.

But despite this, your eyes never left Eijirou. The twisted and pained look on his face was something completely uncharacteristic of his usual bubbly personality and for a moment, it looked like he was going to snap again. However, his eyes suddenly widened and his jaw hung open, displaying his menacing-looking teeth.

‘Y/n is…’ he cursed himself for letting his emotions get the better of him. He didn’t mean to scare you, and the sight of you trembling only caused him more heartache. ‘Damn it…that wasn’t manly at all,’ he thought clenching his fists and his eyes began to tear over slightly.

“Y/n...” he took a few steps toward you, and hesitantly held out his hand. “Um, sorry about-” before he could finish, you stumbled to your feet and continued to back away from him. You wanted to create as much space as you could between the two of you.

However, you let out a grunt when your lower back hit something. “Huh?!” you turned, seeing you had backed into the half-wall that surrounded the perimeter of the roof. You felt your stomach sink before looking back at Eijirou who was wearing a frown. “Y/n,” he said, once again walking towards you.

Your feet were frozen to the ground and you knew that even if you ran, there was very little room to maneuver. “I don’t want you to be scared,” he said, reaching out to grab your shoulders. However, his touch made your body go stiff which he immediately noticed.

He glanced away for a brief moment. “I know that the idea of me loving you might be scary but…you don’t have to be scared!” he exclaimed, looking back at you. Those trembles returned and your eyes widened, you wanted to deny that you were scared but you knew he was right.

You were scared of love, what would happen if you allowed him to love you? Would you wind up with another broken heart? You felt his fingers dig into your shoulders and chose to avert your gaze. Eijirou continued to frown and leaned over to whisper in your ear.

“Please don’t push me away,” you latched onto your bottom lip and began pushing against his chest. But you felt his skin harden from underneath his gown which quickly made you assume he was prepared to weigh himself down in order to prevent you from being able to push him away.

“Mm…” his eyebrows slit and he took a deep breath. “Come on,” he reached down, grasping your hands. This action took you by surprise and you stared at his hands, noting the slightly rough texture of his palms though they weren’t hardened. Then seconds later, you glared at him and a soft growl rumbled in your throat.

“Let go!” you demanded, trying to pry your hands away. “Mm...” he frowned before hardening his hands, making you gasp in return. Once again you stared at his hands, taking note of the way his skin now looked like the sharp ends of glass.

When you came to the realization he wasn’t going to do what you wanted, your eyes began to water much like earlier. You blinked, trying to ignore the stinging as yet more tears dripped down your cheeks. Eijirou’s eyes traced those tears and for a moment, he wanted to wipe them away.

Hell, he wanted to do more than that. He wanted to pull you into his chest and wrap his arms around you. Provide you with as much comfort as he could and more than anything, he wanted to protect you. But instead, he held back and sunk his pointy teeth into his bottom lip.

“Crimson Riot…” his voice was soft and held a sad tone to it, “is the person who made me realize I could be a hero too, he once said that he fears danger but he fears the dying looks on people’s faces far more,” despite his hand shaking, he slowly reached up.

Your breath hitched when you felt his now soft hand press against the side of your wet and slightly irritated cheek. His thumb skimmed underneath your eye, collecting the tears that continued to flow. “I guess what I’m saying is that I’m afraid too,” you looked at him in disbelief.

“I’m afraid of the look on your face right now, I don’t like seeing you cry and I might not know how to fix this situation but I’ll try because Crimson Riot also believed in living a life with no regrets,” his opposite hand came to cup your other cheek.

“Kirishima,” you said, knowing he sensed the uneasy tone in your voice. “He’s the reason I tried so hard over the years to show you how I felt. I knew no matter what I’d never give up on you, even after every rejection,” his words were laced with determination.

His thumbs continued to rub across your cheeks, collecting your tears. “It’s okay to be afraid,” he leaned down, pressing his forehead against yours. This simple action caused you to tremble and yet you couldn’t deny the way your heart raced. But this wasn’t what you wanted, why was he trying so hard?

You didn’t need love, you didn’t! You squeezed your eyes shut and tried to turn away from him, but his hands kept your head in place. “I may not know what happened to you in the past, but whoever may have hurt you wasn’t manly enough to realize how amazing you are!” he exclaimed with passion in his voice.

“But I…I promise I’ll treat you better than anyone has!” you squeezed your eyes shut as his hands fell from your face. “Shut up…” you hissed out, shaking your head. Part of you hated putting up this stubborn front, especially due to the fact that tears continued to drip down your cheeks.

“I’m sorry Y/n, but I can’t do that…” he replied before roughly grabbing your hands and pressing them to his chest. “I’ll help you forget all the heartbreak you went through!” you shook your head, trying to pull your hands away from his. But much like before, he tightened his grip.

“We can work on this relationship together, uh that is…” he paused and glanced to the side for a few seconds as if he were contemplating something before he slowly got down on one knee. Your hands were still cradled in his and you clenched your jaw, once again hating the fact that your heart was racing.

As much as you tried to tell yourself his words meant nothing and that you had heard it all before, somehow as you looked down at him you knew he meant what he said. Eijirou was sincere and he had proven how far he was willing to go for those he loved before even if that meant putting himself in danger.

“If you’ll have me…if you’ll give me a chance to prove myself to you now that there’s nothing holding us back from Yuuei’s policies” your throat tightened as you continued to look into his beautiful red eyes, searching them for any hint of a lie. But, there was only sincerity shining through.

“W-what do you say?” he asked nervously. “Do…do you love me too?” a shiver ran down your spine, did you love him? Were you just trying to avoid him because he made your heart race every time you saw him or did you just hate yourself for the guilt you felt when you threw away his gifts and continued to ignore what your heart craved?

Eijirou chased you down just to tell you that he loved you. He tried to comfort you when you were scared and agreed to take on your burden. You knew you shouldn’t make him pay for the wrongs others had done to you and maybe it was the fact that you didn’t know how to show your love properly that contributed to your fear.

You continued to stare at your hands curled in his, taking notice of how warm his palms were and how soft his skin was despite the previous application of his quirk. Now that you were faced with your own fears, what would you do?

Eijirou extended his willingness, put his heart on the line for you, and more than likely, he was trusting you wouldn’t continue to break it. Yet, he was willing to repair the cracks others had made in your heart and work with you to overcome your fears.

Did you really have a right to deny him? To deny what your heart actually wanted? “I…” you swallowed hard, continuing to hear those doubtful voices scream inside your head. But for once, you made the choice to ignore them. “I think…I-I’m willing to try,” you replied.

“Really!?” Eijirou exclaimed before jumping to his feet and you let out a cry when you were suddenly pulled into his chest. You trembled slightly when his fingers threaded through your hair. “Uh…” no words came and maybe that was better considering you didn’t want to ruin his happiness.

“Come on! Let’s get off of the roof and maybe…we could spend the night talking about…this relationship?” he said sheepishly pulling away and you immediately glanced at your feet. “Uh…s-sure…” you replied, wasting no time in rushing past him. “Huh, hey!” he called after you, once again giving chase.

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faulty-writes · 5 days

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i hopethis isnt too much of me 2 ask, u can ignore this request if it’s something ur not comfy with it🐥 but i been struggling w anxiety/panic attacks for a while, & they happen suddenly & randomly where I feel like I can’t breath & the world is spinning around me & I practically go unresponsive/numb for a short while. can u possibly write headcanons of bakugo, kirishima, & denki helping y/n thru a panic attack that happens suddenly?? like randomly happens during lunch, or class, or when everyone is hanging out in the dorm building?

It's fine, I enjoy a good comfort piece. I have social anxiety, so I understand how much it can suck. Although who wants to be around people, right? Hah. Anywho, I hope you enjoy this piece.

"Eh, what the hell's the matter with you!?" Katsuki demanded, although he realized something was wrong because of your sudden change in breathing, and the pale look on your skin. Your eyes were wide like you were anticipating something horrible to happen. "Shit…" you were having a panic attack.

"Damn it," part of him was angry you were having a panic attack during a training exercise, but he knew he needed to take care of you. "Just continue the damn training exercise. I'll handle this dumbass," he instructed your fellow teammates. Despite his otherwise arrogant attitude, he was willing to focus on helping you rather than win the training round.

While he wasn't the best at it, he still attempted to try and provide you with words of encouragement and comfort. "It's…gonna be fine," he hissed through his teeth. "Just…I don't know, focus on breathing or something, it'll be fine," although, in the back of his head, he knew it wouldn't.

When he realized his words weren't all that comforting, he tried to help you with your anxiety by distracting you. "Come on, just talk about anything dumbass!" He snapped before sighing; he knew his yelling wouldn't help. "Or…count your breaths or something…" he muttered.

He was somewhat grateful that you didn't want to talk about your feelings, or what may have triggered your anxiety, but even if he pressed for it, he knew he needed to respect your boundaries. In the meantime, he'd keep focusing on providing you with whatever support he could now.

The training session was nearly over by the time your panic attack subsided, which somewhat angered him. He didn't get a chance to win or show how superior he was compared to the extras. But regardless, he made sure you were okay and offered to take you back to the rest of your classmates and the teachers.

"Hm? Something wrong, Y/n?" Eijirou asked, noticing that you had a distressed look on your face during lunch. His natural caring attitude and empathy made it easier for him to sense you were a little nervous, maybe even panicking over something, and well, he couldn't have that.

"Awe, don't think of it as such a big deal! I'm sure you'll feel better out here." When he realized you were having a panic attack, he gently guided you out of the cafeteria and into the nearest hallway. "It's nice and quiet, right? Why don't you sit down? Just concentrate on your breathing, okay?" he instructed.

When you began breathing as he suggested, he sat down next to you and wrapped a comforting arm around your shoulders. "There you go, good job! Just keep breathing, okay?" He kept a calm demeanor and made sure his voice was sweet to not keep triggering your anxiety.

"There's nothing wrong with feeling overwhelmed you know," he said, trying to be supportive of your feelings during your panic attack. "It's not easy being a hero in training, but don't worry because I'll always be here to support you no matter what!" He promised, flashing you a bright smile.

"Why don't you try grounding yourself?" He suggested keeping his arm wrapped around you and taking comfort in your subtle, deep breathing. "Like feeling the smooth tile under you or maybe listening to the quiet? That helps, right?" Truthfully, he was just trying to distract your attention away from your panic attack.

When the panic finally faded, Eijirou embraced you in a hug, letting you bury your face into his chest. "Hey, it's okay," he said, gently stroking your hair. "I think you're super strong for going through this, and the way you handled it was super manly," he said, even though 'super manly' might not be the best compliment.

Kaminari was a bit slow when it came to realizing that you were having a panic attack, despite hearing your rapid breathing and seeing the trembles that coursed through your body during class. He even looked around to see if anyone else was displaying the same symptoms as you.

"Uh, Mr. Aizawa!" He called after rushing over to your desk and leaning a little too close for your liking. He blinked, now realizing the panicked expression that was across your face. "I think Y/n needs to see Recovery Girl," he stated and offered to guide you there given your currently frightened state.

"Are you okay?" He asked once the two of you were in the hallway. "If you're not, that's fine. Uh, anything you wanna talk about?" He was worried about you, but if something was wrong, he wanted to know because he wouldn't judge you.

As your panic attack continued, Kaminari remained by your side even if he knew he was technically supposed to be taking you to Recovery Girl and that Mr. Aizawa would be mad when he arrived back to class late. But all he knew was that you needed him right now and couldn't just abandon someone in need.

"Are you ready to go back to class?" He asked when he was sort of certain that your panic attack was through. "I mean, heh, Aizawa might ask some questions but don't worry I can totally handle him!" He assured you, and although you felt a little silly you appreciated him taking the blame.

After he learned that you suffer from anxiety and panic attacks were a frequent occurrence, he made sure to check in with you daily and even offered to help you come up with some techniques that might lessen your future panic attacks.

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faulty-writes · 11 months

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Hihi! A little borb told me you were open for requests :D Can I request headcannons of Iida and Kirishima with an s/o with huge antlers and their everyday stuggles like ducking so their horns wont hit the doorframe, trying to clean places they can't reach and randomly puts stuff on their horns that shouldn't be there-

Also P.S. i'm one of ur older followers :))))) I still remember u and your iida works baby gorl-

[ Hello, Hello! Thank you for being a follower! I appreciate the support! Ironically this request makes me think of Beastars. The manga was pretty good, but the ending to it sucked. Anywho, this request sounds adorable. I actually got sidetracked with Eijirou gifs when I was making his banner, he's just too damn cute! ]

Life was difficult for you because of your huge antlers. Frankly, you never thought anyone would want to befriend you, let alone be romantically involved with you. Tenya, however, saw your antlers as unique and whenever you found yourself in trouble because of them, he was always there to help.

"Um, sorry I didn't, hold on!" you groaned in embarrassment when one of your antlers became entangled in a string of garland outside Class A's door. "Please allow me to assist!" Tenya pleaded, naturally he treated you with more protection than others.

When Tenya found you stuck beneath the desk in his room, he said, "May I inquire as to what happened?" You groaned out of embarrassment. "I was just trying to clean your room for you!" He smiled and kneeled in front of you. "You do not have to do such things to show your appreciation. I admire and adore you regardless," he said before helping you get unstuck.

"May I ask what is on your antlers?" You knit your eyebrows, "Huh?" As you reached up, you felt one of the many plastic circles hanging from your antler spikes. "Oh, Bakugou likes throwing things at my antlers occasionally," you replied shrugging, but Tenya crossed his arms clearly annoyed. "I believe I will have to speak to him. This is not amusing nor appropriate behavior to engage in during class." Of course, he wouldn't stand for anyone bullying the one he loved.

"There we are," he stated, having finished wrapping medical tape around your head. He knew your antlers shed every year, and that it was a bloody scene when they did. Naturally, he provided you with minor first-aid assistance. "Are you well?" he asked with loving concern. You frowned in response and carefully rested your head on his shoulder. It was uncomfortable not to have your antlers and during the months it took for them to grow back, you sought physical comfort from Tenya which he welcomed.

"Perhaps we should try an alternative method," Tenya stated when he noticed you struggling to lie down on the grass like your classmates. "Lie on your back and place your head on my lap," he instructed, and though you were a little embarrassed since he had rules about public affection you did as he said and gasped when you could finally see the sky and the clouds that passed by. Tenya smiled, enjoying the sight of your happiness and childlike wonder.

You'd always remember the question, "How on earth did you two get stuck like that?" when you met Eijirou for the first time during a training exercise. Due to his skin-hardening quirk, your antlers got caught, so you were stuck together, but you also remember how he made you laugh to ease your embarrassment.

"Uh, babe what do you have on your-" he paused when he realized bright festive string lights were wrapped around your antlers. "Is it a holiday?" Kaminari asked in confusion, and you shrugged. "No, I just wanted to do something different," you replied, walking past him and Eijirou to your seat. "What does that mean?" Kaminari asked, turning to the redhead who shrugged. "That's just my adorable antler babe for you!" He replied with a toothy grin.

"See now you have your own horns, just like me!" he announced, poking one of the hair spikes on his head. Your antlers had just shed as they do every year, and as usual, you were miserable until they regrew a few months later. Eijirou would always comfort you during this time. Although your hair was sticky from all the gel, you couldn't help but appreciate his efforts.

"Yeah, we did it, babe!" Eijirou screamed, standing among the debris of the wall you had just busted through. While he used his quirk, you used your antlers. He turned, ready to give you a high five when he gasped, noticing one of your antler points had broken in half. Naturally, he tried to help and ripped off a piece of his costume to wrap around the broken part of your antler. "There you go! You're still beautiful babe!"

"Whoa, watch out!" he said, placing his hand on the back of your head to guide you to duck when you entered the room. "Oh um...thanks?" you said, assuming it was the hero in him trying to help. "Well, it wouldn't be very manly if I wasn't looking out for my number one babe!" he replied, but you knew he tended to worry whenever he saw you hit something with your antlers even more so when they happened to get stuck on something.

If there was one thing, he loved doing it was kissing you. This was especially true when the two of you were in his room and he was lying on the bed with you sitting next to him. "Hey babe," he said, catching you off guard when you turned, which gave him the chance to pull you down by your antlers and into a much-needed kiss.

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faulty-writes · 6 months

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Bit of a heavy request so feel free to turn it down if you don't feel comfortable writing for it. How would the BNHA boys react to finding their trans partner has self inflicted scars on their chest? You can choose the characters 🙂

[ In my last post, I had actually mentioned that I was a psychology student and as such, I know some people may dislike these kinds of requests. But I mean...they're real issues and I enjoy, in a way, helping promote awareness of them. I also love it when I get to choose the characters. So I picked some of our underrated boys. I hope you enjoy it. ]

Eijirou initially acts with concern and care when he sees the scars on your chest. "Who made you feel this way!? That's not manly at all, your body is beautiful babe!" He tries to use positive words when talking to you because he knows this is a sensitive issue and a little physical affection never hurts, so he doesn't hesitate to embrace you in his arms.

"You don't have to worry about that! This is a non-judgmental zone. You can just tell me as little or as much as you want!" Eijirou gave an encouraging smile as he sat in front of you on the floor of his bedroom or "safe zone" as he called it and remained understanding even as you explained the reason behind your self-inflicted scars and the possible body dysphoria issues you were experiencing.

"Well, maybe you shouldn't think of them as scars and more like manly marks! After all, we heroes get scars all the time from the dangerous battles we face! Yours is no different and you're just another brave hero!" He hoped his words would help you embrace a sense of worth just as he embraced you in another hug.

While Eijirou doesn't have the best book smarts, he tries to educate himself on the matter of transgender persons and self-harm behavior. But he ultimately finds it too confusing and settles for being your emotional support partner instead. After all, with skin as tough as his, he'd happily be your rock.

Whenever he noticed you were getting antsy or looking in the mirror too much, he'd try to distract you by suggesting the two of you do activities you enjoyed, or he'd start doing random things like lifting weights to gain your attention and make you laugh.

He tries to respect the fact that you refuse to see professional help and that your scars are embarrassing to you. "Well, what if I go with you? After all, I could never let anyone, not even a therapist talk about you the wrong way. Whaddya say?" He'd do anything for you, and if the two of you had to go through therapy together, so be it.

Being a student of medical welfare, he immediately examines the damage of the self-inflicted scars on your chest much like a doctor would. After ensuring they were clean and stable, he demands "Why the hell did you do this to yourself?" While his words come off as insensitive you know he tends to get emotional and that his anger came out of the concern he felt for you.

After his initial anger wears off, he grows determined to understand the reason behind your self-harm. "So...how long have you felt like you needed to do this?" He tried to be considerate and gentle with his questions like any healthcare professional would.

He understood more than anyone how exhausting it could be to try and handle your emotions by yourself and what happened when they were finally released. "You can stay here as long as you want, I just want to hold you until everything is okay," he said, embracing you tightly in his lap but the truth was, he didn't trust what you'd do once you were alone.

He knew that your position wasn't easy, being transgender had its own set of problems just like anything else. Since finding out about your self-harm tendencies, he tried to remind you every day how much he loved you and how terrible he'd feel if he lost you.

He didn't want to come off as overbearing, but he also didn't want to avoid setting precautions in place in case you engaged in self-harm behavior. So, he uses a bit of first aid to encircle medical wraps around your chest, just loose enough for you to breathe and serve as a reminder. If by chance, you did engage in self-injury, at least the wraps could absorb the mess to some degree until he could clean it.

While he wouldn't push you to get help, he did research about the challenges of transgender individuals and sought out resources and support groups for you. "Some of these groups are anonymous and they may help," he suggested, but if not. He would continue to assist and support you the best he could.

"This is quite an injustice that such beauty and perfection is damaged by these scars," Neito's reaction was more lackluster when he saw the self-inflicted scars on your chest by accident. Yes, it seemed he was a little too impatient waiting for you to change and as such, he walked in on you topless.

"There's no need to worry, your dear Phantom Thief will never allow anyone to so wrongfully judge you if they happen to find out what lays underneath that shirt, etched into that still perfect skin of yours," he stated, embracing you. The fact he treated your self-injurious behavior and your transgender status with such acceptance was certainly comforting.

"You may step in now," he instructed, and you were bewildered that he had transformed his room into some sort of makeshift therapy office. "Heh, heh. Do you truly think I trust anyone but myself to aid you in this dilemma? Why go through the hassle of therapy when I can provide it to you," he insisted and while this was unusual, you did find yourself exploring the debts of your emotions and issues with him.

"My, my. Don't squirm now, else you're going to make me miss one," Neito in a word, was bold and he thought that pinning you against the bed and exposing your scarred chest and kissing every scar was some type of radical new method to help you. While overwhelming, you couldn't help but feel embarrassed at the amount of attention he was giving you.

"There you are! Don't try to sneak off now! We have things to do!" Neito took extreme methods to engage in activities that had everything to do with self-care and mindfulness. Usually, this meant the two of you would have a spa day or participate in another relaxing activity to promote your self-esteem.

"Now, now, don't be ashamed. You look beautiful, ravaging even!" His positive affirmations never ceased to amaze you and his overall effort to make you feel beautiful even when your scars were exposed only proved his undying dedication to you.

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