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Lovelorn

Yandere Class 1A x reader

yeah, uh, i hate this, but you get what you get

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Izuku was at a loss.

He'd tried everything - absolutely everything - to get you to open up. To talk. To partake in group activities outside of class

But no matter what he did, no matter how he tried to sell the idea, no matter how manipulative he was, you declined.

Every. Single. Time.

What made it worse was that he knew several other people in your class were trying to achieve the same thing.

Mina had invited you out more times than he could keep count of, and each time she was met with a short, harsh rejection.

Sero and Kaminari had joked with you, trying to get you to at least crack a hint of a smile.

No success.

Momo constantly offered to help you study, and when you inevitably said no, she would insist on tea parties and lunch dates and shopping trips with the rest of the girls in the class. You had stared at her with a blank gaze until she felt uncomfortable enough to leave.

Even Uraraka, as sweet as she was, was unable to crack your tough exterior.

Izuku realised that they were quickly running out of options. They'd run through the list of class members they could turn to for a solution, and sooner or later they'd have to accept the worst-case scenario.

They'd have to ask Bakugo for help.

****

You hated your classmates.

They were annoying. They were insistent.

When they were around, you never got so much as two minutes of peace and quiet.

It was bearable during the first few months of your first year, when you could go home and have a break from their never-ending questions.

But then the school had decided that it was in the best interest of the students to have you all move into dorms.

You hadn't known a single moment of peace since.

There always seemed to be someone attached to your hip, or trailing a few steps behind you, or eyeing you from across the room.

It was annoying, and you thought you’d made that clear.

In the beginning, you thought they had all been so insistent because they were curious about your quirk.

That in itself was understandable - no one knew one another, so it was natural for everyone to want to get to know their classmates quirks.

You knew of everyone else’s quirks - of course you did, you knew everything about them - and for the most part, they knew about yours, or as much as you’d told them.

Teleportation.

You thought that would be enough to satiate them, but evidently, you were wrong.

At first, your classmates, Izuku specifically, wanted to know about all the intricacies of your quirk - the parameters, drawbacks, limits, range, all of it. That had been the first warning sign. You were taught growing up to never tell anyone more about your quirk than they needed to know. That was enough for you to avoid Izuku.

All of your classmates seemed to be in awe of your power, which was strange. You weren’t particularly fond of your quirk. It was just so boring.

Teleportation, especially at your current level, wasn’t very useful to a hero. You weren’t much good when you were only able to teleport yourself.

Regardless, you were working on improving your quirk as best you could.

A small part of your mind whispered to you that they knew about things they shouldn’t, but that was just the usual bout of paranoia getting to you. You’d know whatever they knew straight away.

****

You teleportation quirk had developed at four years old, which was slightly younger than your father had been banking on. He’d gone to great lengths to teach you how to control your ability - at four years old, you had a tendency to just disappear. Not because you wanted to, or because you were actively thinking about leaving. No, it was more because you had absolutely zero control over yourself or your quirk.

By the time you turned six, you’d mastered the control your father so desperately wanted you to learn. You found that keeping your emotions in check helped more than consciously thinking about not using your quirk.

That degree of control couldn’t have developed at a better time, because eight months later, right before your seventh birthday, you developed your second quirk.

Telepathy.

That’s what became the real bane of your existence.

Sure, you were blessed to have two quirks. In fact, you loved it as a child. But controlling this quirk proved to be significantly more difficult than your first.

You managed to get it under control, for the most part. You made sure that you weren’t blaring your thoughts out loud constantly, and you learnt how to talk to people one on one pretty quickly.

What you couldn’t control, even close to ten years after discovering your second quirk, was how to shut other people’s thoughts out.

It was a never-ending battle, trying not to up and leave whenever you got too overwhelmed.

You’re sure someone could have helped you. The adults in your life - middle school teachers, your friends, their parents, maybe even Mr Aizawa and your classmates could have helped you, but you would never breathe so much as a word to them about your quirk - not when you saw how people reacted to the idea of someone being able to read their every thought.

So you kept it to yourself, occasionally making use of your teleportation quirk to get a moment of silence, leaping far, far away from civilisation, from people’s thoughts.

In those moments alone, it wasn’t so bad. You thought about how incredible your quirks actually were, about how fortunate you were to have a quirk at all, never mind two.

Then you’d return back to your dorm, and the cycle would repeat.

****

You would admit, it was pretty funny.

Hearing how strangely obsessed your classmates were with you was actually hilarious, especially considering they thought you had no idea. Not to mention, constantly ruining their supposedly brilliant plans.

Some of their ideas truly were brilliant, and they may have worked, had you not known about them in advance.

There were times that you almost felt bad for them. Almost. But playing along with them, seeing just how far you could push them without raising suspicion - it was fun.

Like right now, for example.

“-but I’m sure the weather will be clear enough for a picnic next weekend, since you don’t seem to like the idea of a tea party. What do you think?”

Yaoyorozu and Mina, who stood in front of your desk as you stared out the window, were still talking. Of course, what they were saying sounded nice enough, but their thoughts betrayed their true intentions.

Come oooonnnnnn, say yes, say yes! Just one bit of personal information, that’s all I need. I absolutely have to win this bet with Kaminari, so just give me something to work with!

Mina was someone who remained loud and talkative both within her mind, and when talking to people aloud.

The bet she was thinking about had been a running gag for a while now, something you had almost grown bored of.

Mina, Denki and Sero had made a bet; whoever was first to learn a tidbit of personal information about you, from you, got free reign of the communal gaming system in the dorm lounge for a month.

At least, that's what it started out as in the beginning.

It quickly reached the ears of the other students in your class, and everyone wanted in on the bet.

The promise of dibs on the game system long forgotten, their focus quickly moved on to bragging rights - after all, getting you to reveal any amount of personal information was seen as a great feat, one worthy of praise.

It had been funny at first, seeing how they scrambled to talk to you first, or the awkward ways they interacted with you to get even the slightest sliver of information.

Now, their thoughts gave you a headache whenever they were near.

You could probably have gone to Mr Aizawa if you had to - you were sure you could fabricate some evidence of their weird behaviour and have him intervene.

But the problem was, he was just as bad.

He had this weird, protective mindset.

It had creeped you out at first, but with time, you'd almost grown fond of his concern. It was... endearing. Kind of. Like a father. Or a puppy.

Regardless, he knew about their antics, and he hadn't bothered with them so far, so you decided it would be best if you kept your knowledge of the situation to yourself.

“No. Thank you though,” you reply smoothly, turning away from them to signal the end of the conversation.

But of course, they never really took no as an answer.

“Why? If it’s because you don’t want to be around a ton of people, then don’t worry about it - it’ll be like, eight of us. Please,” they ask, eyes wide and hopeful.

You’re saved, literally, by All Might entering the classroom with a silent shuffle.

“To your seats everyone, get to your seats please.”

****

Even without the use of your quirk, you can feel your class glowering from across the room.

You aren’t sure how your purple haired companion doesn’t realise that they’re glaring daggers at him - he really doesn’t even register that they’re looking at him at all.

But he doesn’t mention it, and no thoughts of them cross his mind, so you pay them no mind.

You liked Shinso. He was good company - quiet, polite, and his thoughts were the kind that barely skirted the edge of your consciousness. Being around him was like a breath of fresh air, so you clung to him.

It wasn’t often that you found someone who didn’t induce a migraine as soon as they entered the room. In fact, you could count on one hand the number of people you’d met that you could tolerate for longer than ten minutes.

Shinso was one, and Aizawa, surprisingly, was another.

Even more surprising than that though, had to be that Bakugo of all people had a quiet mind.

If anyone had known about your quirk and you told them, you were sure they’d call you a liar.

But it was the truth. The angry blond had such a tranquil mind that, if he allowed it, you’d befriend him. But you’d grown an aversion to being near him, as wherever Bakugo was, a crowd of classmates was sure to follow.

You’re brought back to the present moment as Shinso shakes his hand in front of your face, throwing you a quizzical look.

“Ah, sorry, I zoned out.”

He nods in understanding, before glancing behind you.

“Just thought I’d let you know; your classmates look like they want my head on a stick,” he says in a bored tone, eyes sliding back to you a moment later.

You make a noise at the back of your throat.

“Yeah,” you wince, “I noticed that. I didn’t want to mention it.”

He shrugs, standing up and offering you his hand.

“Well, then let’s find somewhere else to sit, huh?”

You smile. Your classmates are outraged, seething as you accept his hand and sweep out of the cafeteria.

Thank goodness, you think, there were so many voices.

You only went to the cafeteria because Shinso liked the soba they served.

Honestly, braving the bustling centre felt like someone was hitting between your eyes with an ice-pick - pure torture.

The flood of thoughts fades as the two of you walk further from the main building, and your shoulders slump with relief.

If he notices, Shinso doesn’t comment. You’d thought originally that he was just extremely unobservant, but he really just didn’t think about or mention anything unless it raised any actual concern.

You’d realised that when you had accompanied him to a private training session with Aizawa, and you’d had a migraine from a long day of dealing with your classmates.

He only brought it up, openly thought about it when he saw how you grabbed at your head out of the corner of his eye.

Being with him was peaceful, you’d realised in that moment, because he had incredible control over his thoughts. That must have been because of his own predominantly mental quirk.

The thought made you happy, for some reason.

****

You liked when Mr Aizawa used his quirk on you.

The rest of your classmates hated it, and it really seemed to throw them off, but to you, it felt like sweet relief. It made everything quiet. Peaceful.

There were times where it threw you off, suddenly hearing nothing but radio silence, but after some adjustment, it was as if someone had released the pressure on your skull. Not that he, or anyone else knew.

Though, on some occasions, when he looked at you before you had time to mask the relief on your face, you saw the slight glimmer of something akin to realisation in his eyes. If he knew, he never brought it up.

It should’ve had you on edge - the fact that he might’ve known, but never said anything. But it didn’t. You didn’t know why.

If anyone were to discover your second quirk, you’d be in a world of trouble. Having an unregistered quirk, especially at your age, in UA of all places - it was unheard of.

It was criminal.

So you should’ve been terrified at the thought of someone finding out, knowing about your quirk.

But surely if he knew, he’d have brought it up by now?

“Quiet down class,” Aizawa demands flatly.

They don’t listen. Of course they don’t.

Their incessant chatter matches their constant barrage of thoughts, and it seems particularly noisy today. All their thoughts are focused on you, and it leaves a sharp throb in your temples.

Aizawa glares at them, eyes flashing crimson for a moment, and you feel all the tension melt away. You prepare yourself for the inevitable rush of returning voices, but it doesn’t come. Aizawa, for some reason, keeps his quirk activated, gaze roaming the class, lingering on you for a second too long before he looks away, brows furrowing as he blinks.

You mask your wince with an awkward cough, shifting in your seat. Now, most thoughts were centred around Aizawa and how scary he was.

The thought makes you laugh. They were so far off the mark, it was comical. Aizawa was like an overly concerned parent, thoughts constantly circling his students, how he could push them to be better. Honestly, it was quite heart warming, and the fact that his actions were so glaringly different to his thoughts made it ten times funnier.

Aizawa calls your name, drawing you out of your thoughts.

“Sensei?”

“See me after class.”

Before you have a chance to delve into his mind to see what he was thinking, a barrage of thoughts hit you from all angles, your classmates wondering, like you, what this was all about.

You don’t give much thought to his request, too overwhelmed to try and sift through the turbulent sea of thoughts.

****

Aizawa schools his expression, staring down at you blankly.

“Well?”

You looked so young like this – wide eyed, trembling hands, pale, blanched face. You were panicked. He knew you were, but he made no move to ease your worries, waiting instead for confirmation.

“I– Sensei…”

He feels his brow twitch.

Not in annoyance. Not with you. Never you. You tended to tug at his heart strings, for reasons he didn’t fully understand.

Maybe because you were so young? You appeared younger still with that gleam of innocence in your eyes. Hero society was no place for someone like you - you were someone heroes should be protecting, rather than welcoming into their ranks.

“Answer the question.”

Your throat bobs as you swallow and turn your head to look out the window.

Were you thinking of a way to talk yourself out the situation? Were you trying to find a way to play off his discovery as nothing more than a funny happenstance? He didn’t doubt it.

“…yes.”

The word weighs heavily on you, shoulders sagging as you stand before him, curling in on yourself. His heart aches at the sight.

How overwhelming was it, to keep something like this to yourself? To live in fear of someone discovering your secret and hating you for it?

“And you’ve kept this to yourself for the past ten years? You’ve had no training or help whatsoever?”

You seem surprised at the shock colouring his tone, as if you’d expected him to be angry or fearful, rather than sympathetic. Again, he wondered how you’d dealt with this all alone for so long.

He sighs.

“You’re not in trouble. I’m not mad.”

He sees the tension melt from your posture in real time, as if someone had lifted an anvil off your shoulders.

“If you’d like, I can help you. We could do some training after classes; help you learn control? I can’t promise anything, but it might help.”

Of all the things Aizawa had expected to happen, you bursting into tears wasn’t one of them. Some long buried protective instinct rears it’s head at the sight of your red rimmed eyes as you try desperately to mop away the tears on your cheeks.

He awkwardly shifts from one foot to another, patting your shoulder in a pathetic attempt to comfort you.

“I’m really not in trouble? Y-You don’t hate me for listening in on your thoughts without permission?”

Again, that same painful clench in his heart.

“No, I don’t. Why would I hate you for something you can’t control? None of your classmates would either, I can promise you that.”

Aizawa spends the next twenty minutes clumsily comforting you, dismissing you as soon as your tears have stopped and he makes his way to the principal’s office a few minutes later. When he arrives, he’s immediately greeted by a very tense looking All Might and an oblivious, chattering Nezu.

He seats himself in the armchair next to Toshinori, posture sagging.

“You were right.”

Nezu cackles at that, hardly able to get a word in through his triumphant laughter. His reaction is in stark contrast to the other two men and their responses. The two share a tense, understanding look, glancing back at Nezu as he calms his laughter.

“Oh, this is most wonderful! I can’t wait to see what happens!”

Guilt eats away at Aizawa. He could only hope you wouldn’t hate him and Toshinori, or even your classmates for what they planned on doing.

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gglitch1dd · 7 months

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1. Eiji (Fem Eijiro x Reader x Katsuki)

Day 1 of Breedingtober

Eijiro gets hit by a quirk and winds up turning into a girl, Eiji. Although Eiji is in much distress, everyone else can't help but to like this change.

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Warning: Genderbend, Pronoun change from He to She, FxF, MxF, Breeding Kink, chubby girls supremacy (Eijiro's a chubby princess), SMUT, slight peaking, top Katsuki, masturbation, voyeurism, cunnilingus, threesome

Eijiro grabbed the civilian out of the way, hearing the loud sound that came from the attacking villain. He put the civilian in the alley, away from sight and affect of the attack currently happening in this part of the city. “Stay out of sight. If you go straight, you’ll make it to Deku’s agency.” He told her. He quickly rushed out of the alley, racing back out into the street with the sound of thanks from the person he had just saved.

Eijiro wished that Katsuki was here today. It was his day off today and one that he was spending with you back home. Honestly Eijiro wished he was back home with the two of you, but it didn’t mean he didn’t love his job. He loved his job as a hero. He had worked so hard to get to where he was and he was pretty comfortably as the number eighth hero of Japan with the agency that he shared with Katsuki. He was a beloved hero and he worked hard at his job, so he couldn’t really complain.

Besides right now, with this group of villains that came out of nowhere.

Luckily Prohero Deku was on the scene as well, making this probably much easier than it would have been.

Prohero Deku flew down from the sky, landing now near the rounded-up group of villains that were finally rounded up. The green haired hero put a hand to the back of his head. “Are you sure?” He asked the side kicks that were around.

“How are we looking, Deku?” Eijiro asked as he walked over to the group. His large strides carrying him over to the other large hero.

Midoriya let out a sigh as he folded his large arms over his chest as he looked to his fellow ProHero. “We’re missing one.” He reported to the redheaded hero. Midoriya had a frown on his face as he tried to think back to the fight and where the missing villain could have gone. The gears in his head were moving fast behind his jewelled emerald eyes. “I don’t know how we could miss him.”

Eijiro put his hands on his hips. “We can look through street footage and try and see where he went?” He suggested.

“Hm, problem is…” Midoriya started with a hum as he put a hand to his chin. “There aren’t many cameras in this area… but…” Midoriya started mumbling which put a smile on Eijiro’s face in amusement.

Knowing Midoriya from high school, Eijiro knew his little mannerisms and knew that the green haired man just needed a moment for his millions of thoughts to align to one another in order for him to get a solution. He always did. Eijiro turned to his sidekicks in the meantime, his facial expression turning a bit stricter. “The police?”

“Less than a minute out, Red Riot.” One of his new sidekicks, Terraquake a young girl fresh out of UA with an earth based quirk. She was training under him and Tetsutetsu and he had to say, he was impressed with how much of a hard worker she was.

He nodded his head. “Good, make sure you keep an eye on them.” He said as he motioned to the group of villains that were rounded up together. The sidekicks took it quite seriously as they focused their gazes on the group like a bunch of wide eyed owls. Eijiro opened his mouth to tell them to ease up but he found it rather humorous. It reminded him of when he was younger, just becoming a side kick and taking every word the pros said like it was gospel.

Something caught Eijiro’s attention. It was the villain from earlier, aiming their hand at Midoriya who had pulled up a holographic screen and was focusing on the street video of the fight that happened earlier. Eijiro’s ruby eyes widened. “Deku!” He quickly raced over to Midoriya, pushing him out of the, way hardening his body just as the quirk went off.

A huge burst of smoke went off in the street, earning a few shocked noises.

Midoriya stumbled out of the pink smoke coughing as he fanned the smoke out of his face. He turned back to the huge dense smoke, fear trickling down his spine at the lack of sight of Eijiro. His attention snapped to the direction the quirk came from. He had noticed it far to late and was lucky that Eijiro was paying attention. He glared at the villain, that tried running back down the alley. In a flash of light, Midoriya had them wrapped in Black whip, flipping them back to the rest of their villain group. Before the villain could start up his quirk again, Midoriya threw a hard punch to his head knocking him out.

He quickly ran back to the smoke. “Round him up with the others!” He shouted at the side kicks who were still shocked at all that happened in the span of five seconds. Midoriya however didn’t wait to see what they were doing as he neared the smoke. “RED!” He shouted into the smoke as he ran in, covering his mouth with his cape.

He heard coughing from within the smoke. “D-Don’t worry-” He heard someone cough in the smoke but the voice didn’t sound like Eijiro. “I’m alright! God, I feel weird though.” The person said within the thick pink smoke that started to lift.

Midoriya furrowed his eyebrows as he tried looking through the slowly lifting smoke. He noticed someone’s figure in the smoke but it did not look like Kirishima Eijiro. The figure was for one, shorter than Eijiro was. Eijiro was a huge bulking six foot seven man that was closer to three hundred pounds of pure muscle. This person was not that. Actually, whoever they were a pretty round, almost like a pear. They had tanned skin just like Eijiro though and the same vivid red hair. However soon, Midoriya came vividly aware that this person was in a rather… unfortunate situation.

Immediately, Midoriya rushed over and draped his cape around them. “Uh… Deku, I feel fine, what’s with the cape?” The person asked as Midoriya avoided looking down at the shorter than they were originally. They looked up at him with ruby eyes in confusion, furrowing their eyebrows. “Why are you so tall?” They asked worriedly. “Did I get hit with a-” Immediately the person put their hands to their throat with a gasp. “What’s wrong with my voice? I sound like… like a girl! Deku!” Midoriya kept looking anywhere that wasn’t down. “Deku, why won’t you look at me!”

“Uh… Kirishima-kun…” He started as he swallowed down hard, his face warm as he felt certain body parts against him. His face bloomed pink. At the use of their family name and not their hero name, the person grew tense and worried. “You… you’re pretty indecent right now.”

“What… what do you mean?”

Midoriya didn’t want to say it right out but it was hard to get around. “You’re… you’re different.”

“Different? Different how?” The person looked down at their hands and noticed that their hands were smaller than they used to be and much softer too. Their red eyebrows furrowed as they looked down. Well, they couldn’t see past what used to be well sculpted pecs and were now anything but that. Heat travelled to their face at the sight, large round breasts on his chest that were sadly not very hidden. The cropped long sleeved shirt that was made for their hero costume sadly weren’t designed to hold such wait or stretch that much. Honestly, their breasts weren’t even covered at all. Not to get started on the fact that their pants were too big for them now, but they hung off of wide hips. That was enough to come to a conclusion. “Oh… my… God…”

Midoriya cleared his throat. “Yah… Maybe I should just…” As fast as he could, Midoriya removed his cape and swallowed up Eiji’s form and carried her up into his arms. Eiji’s face bloomed pink finding himself easily surrounded by Midoriya’s large arms and being lighter than he was before. At least now her body was covered away from potential prying eyes. Midoriya cleared his throat to the sidekicks. Said sidekicks looked to Eiji with wide eyes, noticing that their boss had changed significantly. “I’m taking Eijiro back to the agency, he was hit by a quirk. Handle the police.” Prohero Deku didn’t wait for an answer as he quickly made off with Eiji before the media arrived.

Eiji wasn’t sure what was happening but he felt weird. Well that was actually incorrect. He felt normal but in a different way. He couldn’t really describe it.

Midoriya rushed into the DynaRiot agency, skipping all the formalities and reception, by practically running to the elevator. The elevator ride up was tense as Eiji was quiet and Midoriya genuinely didn’t know what to say. Luckily Midoriya had been to the DynaRiot agency enough times to know which level what was.

He moved out of the elevator just as the doors opened. He quickly raced to the male hero changing rooms. He moved inside, moving to put Eiji down onto one of the benches. He let out a breath as he stood up straight. “Eijiro… You…”

Eiji stood up in much too big shoes and quickly moved to a mirror. She looked at herself with wide ruby eyes. “I’m a girl.” She let out in a soft whisper.

Midoriya hesitated as he grimaced. “Well…” Eiji turned to look at him with wide eyes. “You’re a pretty girl.” Midoriya attempted to try lighten the situation with a tense smile.

Eiji didn’t smile.

“Ayo, Deku.” That’s when the two of them became aware that the locker room was not in fact empty. Standing amongst the rest of the other male heroes was Tetsutetsu. Tetsu looked to the red headed woman and then back to Midoriya. He motioned to her. “I don’t think Eijiro would appreciate you banging his sister in the locker rooms.”

Immediately Eiji perked up at the sight of Tetsu. “Tetsu!” She quickly let go of Midoriya’s cape and raced over to Tetsu who stood in a low hanging white towel. She put her hands to his arms as she gripped his biceps and looked up at him with urgency in her ruby eyes. "Tetsu! It's me, Eijiro." She spoke, her voice, nothing like how the normal Eijiro would sound.

It took Tetsu a second before his eyes widened in surprise. He looked down suspiciously before looking up to Midoriya. “Is this a joke? Cause its not funny.”

Midoriya shook his head. “Nope.” He let out with a sigh. “Eijiro got hit by a quirk and… well… turned into a girl it seems.” The green haired Number one hero revealed.

Tetsu’s dark eyes than moved back down to Eiji who was nodding her head furiously. "Eijiro? Man, what happened to you? You look like Tamami."

"I know, but we lost track of this one villain and-" Now to be fair, Tetsu really did care about the situation, he really did. He really wanted to know what happened to his best bud, but he was also a man, and unfortunately, Eiji’s new body wasn't suited for her hero suit, that was now way too big for her body. Her tight cropped vest that would normally cover the entirety of her pecs as a man did nothing to cover her sinfully large breasts.

Tetsu nodded his head dumbly as Eiji spoke to him, her voice not helping the predicament. He let out a breath as he put his fingers to the bridge of his nose. "Uh… Yah, Eij, let me stop you there. Now I really want to help you, right, but I can't get past your knockers right now." He spoke honestly.

Eiji looked down and noticed her breasts were on display again. She quickly used her arms to cover her chest as her face bloomed in embarrassment. She glared at the other heroes who immediately found interest in the floor, ceiling and their lockers.

Midoriya cleared his throat as he looked away from Eiji as well. “I think I should go notify the doctor.” He started as he turned around to head out the room. “Tetsu you help Eijiro get changed, meet me at the medical bay.”

“Oi wait just a-” And Midoriya was gone. Tetsu’s face fell in annoyance. He let out a deep sigh. This was going to be hard on him. Quite literally. Now, Tetsu had always found Eijiro’s sisters attractive. I mean, it was hard not to, but now that his best friend looked like one of her sisters… shirtless… wasn’t helping his predicament. He turned back to Eiji who was struggling to hold her breasts and open the locker with a focused look on her face. This would be torture. “Eijiro- wait can I call you that?” He asked as he walked over to help open the locker.

Eiji looked up at him confused. “That’s my name though.”

“Eijiro is a boy’s name, and you aren’t exactly…” He hesitated as he looked down at her. “How about Emi?”

“No.”

That made Tetsu laugh. He finally got the locker open, allowing Eiji to access the clothes in her locker. Tetsu put a hand to his chin. “How about… Ei…ko? Eiko!” Tetsu said lighting up like a lightbulb.

Eiji hesitated as she looked to him. Never before did she think she would be looking up at Tetsu, nor feel so small and… vulnerable. Suddenly she didn’t feel as comfortable as she used to be. “Eiji… Eiji is fine right now.” She decided as she looked back through her locker. She grabbed her shirt and held it to her chest. It was big. Really big. Was she always this large as a man? She let out a sigh as she took off the cropped sleeve top and put on the large shirt as it fell just below her ass. She pulled at the large shirt with a judging look. She moved to take off her belt and try and take off her large pants.

Tetsu watched as Eiji bent down. Her squishy round ass, that looked more fat than muscle now as her thighs were squished together. Luckily, she still had her boxers on, but that didn’t stop the way the now tight boxers that were trying to stretch over her ass clung to her nether lips as she bent down enough to see. Tetsu’s face was set ablaze at the sight. He had to remind himself. That’s his best friend. Eijiro. His bud that he literally would ride into war next to and basically his brother… but that was not Eijiro. Especially when all Tetsu was thinking about was whether Eiji’s sex was as fat as it looked.

He glanced around realising he wasn’t the only one staring. Tetsu let out a loud cough as he moved to open his own locker. He sent them all pointed looks. Immediately the others got the look and turned away with loud coughs as well.

Eiji stood back up straight as she looked around at all of them, confused.

You heard a knock at the door, interrupting lunch with Katsuki. Katsuki lifted an eyebrow as he looked to the hallway before looking to you. He shook his head. “Ignore ‘em. They’ll go away eventually.” The blond told you as he used his chopstick to lift up noodles into his mouth.

You gave him a pointed look at what he had just said. “Katsuki.” You stood up from the table, wiping your hands.

He raised his eyebrow confused. “What did I say?” He asked with a shrug.

You shook your head as you moved into the hallway. You had spent most of your day in bed with Katsuki because he didn’t want to get out of bed. He was exhausted from a mission he had just come back from and had the next week off luckily. He wanted to spend the day with you and his large redheaded meat loving husband too all in bed, but that could only happen when Eijiro got back home.

You unlocked the door and opened it. “Hello? Oh.”

Standing in front of you was Tetsu in his civilian clothes as well as… Tamami? The woman standing next to him looked exactly like a Kirishima. However what you wanted to know was why on earth she was dressed in just an oversized hoodie and large flip flops and nothing else. You hesitated before looking up to Tetsu. He gave you and awkward smile. “It’s not what it looks like.”

You just stared at him for a moment. “Katsuki!” You called back, calling the blond to get here as soon as possible, because there was no way you would have to be the only to explain to Eijiro how his best friend was fucking his sister.

“YN, sunflower!” Eiji let out in a whine as she walked over to you and opened her arms, and wrapped herself around you. Your eyes widened as the short woman buried her face to the side of your neck and sighed. Almost the same way your husband would. You raised an eyebrow down at her. She never used to call you sunflower, only Eijiro did that.

Katsuki walked over to the front door grumbling with a scowl at having to leave his lunch. His hands were buried in his pockets of his sweatpants as he neared. He looked down at the woman that was hugging you with a raised eyebrow before looking up at Tetsu.

Tetsu sighed as he motioned to Eiji. “Eijiro got hit with a genderbend quirk.” He announced making the both of you looking at him with wide eyes. “Now she- I mean he is like that. The doctors said the quirk should fade out in three days or so, so Eiji over here can come back when she looks less…” He hesitated as he motioned over to Eiji’s form. Eiji shot him a glare. He put on a tense sharp smile before looking back up at the two of you. “Good luck.” He dismissed, turning around and heading back to his bike.

Katsuki and you were silent as you glanced at each other and then looked back down to Eiji. She looked up at the both of you with wide ruby eyes that looked identical to your husband’s. Katsuki furrowed his eyebrows sceptically. “Eij?”

Eiji let out a soft gentle smile, almost adorable with round pushed up cheeks. “Hi Kitty Kat.”

Katsuki eased at the nickname. He let out a sigh and shook his head. “You really had to go ahead and get yourself hit by a quirk.” He shook his head with a tsk as he moved back away from the doorway. You chuckled as you closed the door allowing the three of you privacy.

A whine came out of Eiji’s throat as she followed him down the hallway with you in tow. She put a hand to her arm of her hoodie. “Kat, it wasn’t my fault. A villain got away and then I tried pushing Midoriya out the way but I got hit instead.”

Katsuki rolled his crimson eyes as he paused, folding his arms over his chest as he turned to look at Eiji. “How am I not surprised.” He spoke sarcastically as he looked down at Eiji.

As he actually looked down at her he realised how… soft she looked. Eijiro was a large muscular man that literally went hard for a living, but now… she looked so soft. She looked up at him with wide ruby eyes that suddenly looked so uncertain and innocent maybe. Her face was softer and rounder, a pout on her face as she looked upset with him. She wore her hoodie that she went to work with but it was so big on her that it sort of looked like home wear. Her thighs were so chubby that they couldn’t help but touch however her legs also looked sculpted, showing a bit of the work she put in to becoming a hero, come in now.

“-suki… -tsuki… Katsuki?”

“Hm?” Katsuki ripped his crimson eyes away from her thighs and up to her face. You could see it as plain as day. Katsuki didn’t know what to think about this but at the same time he was also not denying that his attention was on Eiji’s new body.

Eiji looked over to you as well. She looked down at her body hidden by the large black hoodie. “I don’t understand why I’m not larger.” She let out worriedly. “I mean, Akari, Ayah and my mom aren’t this size. They’re all big and strong woman. This isn’t me.” She let out, clearly insecure in this new body.

“Aww but Eiji, you’re so cute!” You let out as you moved to put your hands in hers. You looked over her body. “You’re so pretty. Nothing is wrong with being this size as a woman. Your mom and Tamami are this size. Every woman is different and this is the body that you are in for now. It’s so much fun and you never have to worry about being kicked in the balls.”

At that Eijiro’s eyes widened. She gasped as she raced down the hall, taking you both by surprise. Katsuki raised a blond eyebrow in confusion. You shrugged not sure yourself. Suddenly you both heard a scream. You both raced into the master bedroom. Discarded on the floor were a pair of boxers.

Standing facing the mirror was Eiji, her hand bunching up the hoodie up to allow view of her lower half. She looked genuinely scared of what she was seeing. “Where’s my dick!” She asked loudly looking to the both of you almost as if you had an answer for her. Your mouth went into a straight line for a moment before laughter started to spill from your mouth. You giggled at the look on her face. “Y/N this is serious!”

It didn’t stop your laughter however. Eijiro’s pride and joy was quite literally his cock and balls and Katsuki and you could both understand why. Eijiro had a cock to make any person scared and good lord was he as fertile and full as a bull. It was almost hilarious how worried he was. Katsuki however, wasn’t laughing, mostly because he was too focused on Eiji’s sex. New, fat and half calling for him to bury his face into.

“Eiji, it’s okay.” You spoke softly as you moved over to her, putting your hands on her shoulders as you stood behind her. She looked at you sceptically through the mirror. “It really is. I mean as much as I will dearly miss your cock for the next couple of days…” You let out with a sigh almost at the memory of it. Maybe you should get it framed. “You don’t need it. Personally, I think that” You looked down to between her legs making Eiji blush. “In and out of itself is amazing too.”

Eiji hesitated, dropping the hoodie, suddenly feeling vulnerable. “I… I mean, I can’t be the man I am in our relationship if I can’t…”

“What? If you can’t fuck us?” Katsuki asked as he slowly walked over to the two of you. He folded his arms over his chest, tilting his head to the side with a smirk. “Maybe we’ve just got to let you realise that man or woman, we still going to love you Eiji.” He moved to put a hand to the side of Eiji’s face, his fingers brushing her ear. “Hm?”

Eiji knew what that was. Katsuki always used to do it when he was in the mood. Now that he did it, she realised that you both seemed rather eager about this new change. He could see it in the way, Katsuki’s eyes never left her body and could see it in the way, your hands stayed on her hips, not moving. However, Eiji wasn’t sure what to do. Katsuki gave her a look that said something that she never saw before when she was a man, almost making her feel… at his mercy. Eiji hesitated but she wanted to see how this would work out. She nodded her head slowly, “Okay… what did you have in mind?” She asked softly.

The question brought a grin to Katsuki’s face. “Baby.” You hummed, perking up at the nickname. Katsuki glanced at you, moving one hand to your chin, brushing your lip. “Get Eiji ready for me, hm? Think you can do that?”

You nodded your head. “Sure thing.” You turned your eyes to Eiji who felt rather ganged up on right now. You dragged her by her hand over to the bed, leading her forward. However, taking her by surprise, you put a hand to the side of her soft face and kissed her. Eiji’s eyes went wide in shock but she kissed you back. It was odd being slightly shorter than you but it was something that she easily forgot about as she was swept up in your arms. You hummed into the kiss, searching her mouth for answers she didn’t know how to give to you.

Your hands found their way up past the hoodie. You felt her soft skin of her bare wide hips, wanting nothing more but to feel them. You felt up her stomach, the layer of fat around her making her feel soft and squishy to the touch. You moved your hands up making a shiver race down her back as she gasped for air, angling her head up to the ceiling as she gasped. You moved your mouth to her neck, licking at her bare neck. You hummed as you began to suck against it making her suck in a breath. Your hands found their way up before grabbing her breasts.

A loud gasp came from her mouth at the sudden action, making her look down. Before she could say anything, you were pushing up the hoodie, wanting it off so you could see her in her entirety. You pushed her down against the bed, allowing her to fall in front of you. Eiji looked up at you bashfully, a blush on her face of being open and bare for you to see.

“Wow, Eiji… look at you.” You started motioning to her. She looked away from you trying to swallow the embarrassment. Katsuki moved over to shift her head up to look up at him. He loved to see her like this. Bottom lip out with wide eyes almost wondering what he would do. It made him groan as he bent down and kissed her. While Katsuki did that, you took off your own clothes, moving to climb ontop of Eiji, your hands moving to her breasts once again.

A whine came out of her throat instantly making you throb. She turned her head to look down at you as you pinched and squeezed her nipples. Pink perky breasts that had you in a trance. You leaned forward, keeping your eyes on hers as you licked over her nipple making Eiji whine once again. You wrapped your mouth around her as you began to suck your other hand fiddling with her other breast. Eiji bit down on her bottom lip at the feeling. She had never quite experienced anything like it and damn did she feel sensitive. It was always the other way around, with her wanting to bite and suck at you and Katsuki. It was odd now having the playing field shifted but she wasn’t complaining.

Katsuki chuckled as he moved his mouth to her neck, hitting the spot that you were paying attention to before. Eiji closed her eyes as she angled her head away from him. “Kats…” She whined. “Y/N...” She let out breathy as she felt jolts of pleasure all over her body. You shifted to the other tit, making her jolt at the action. You moved your one hand up her thighs, spreading her thick legs apart, positioning yourself between them. You moaned at the taste of her skin as you moved your fingers up her slit.

Eiji gasped, opening her eyes as she sat up. She looked down at you, wondering what on earth that was. Katsuki glanced down at you before chuckling. You smirked around her nipple, moving your finger up to her clit. Immediately a moan came out of Eijiro’s mouth, pornographic and needy as she arched her back.

Katsuki chuckled as he moved behind her, keeping her back against his chest. “That feel good, Eiji?”

Eiji looked down at you with half lidded eyes as she looked down at you. You let go of her breasts, letting a line of spit connect your mouth to her nipples. You grinned as you moved to spread her thighs apart more. Eiji watched as you spread her fat lips. She let out a stuttered breath. “Is… Is that my-” You moved your middle finger to circle her clit. A keen came out of her throat. She was blushing at the sounds she was making but she couldn’t help it. She couldn’t help it because it felt so good. “Oh my God.” She moaned as you watched slick drip out of her clenching hole as you gave her clit attention. “Oh fuck! Y/N. Shit- is this-” She watched you move down between her legs, your mouth kissing down her body. “Is this how you feel when I- DEAR GOD!” A groan came from her chest as she arched her back against Katsuki, your mouth sucking on her clit as you moved a finger inside of her.

She was so tight. So tight that she was hugging your one finger as if she was a vice. You tried to wiggle your finger inside her curling your finger as you tried to loosen her up for Katsuki. You wiggled your hips against the bed, humping your wet sex down against the blanket. You couldn’t resist it. Not when every sound that came out of Eiji’s mouth made you clench on nothing and ache with throbbing need. You could see how much Katsuki was enjoying this. His hands grabbing and massaging her tits as he watched hypnotised.

Eiji gasped as you forced another finger in. She bit down on her bottom lip writhing in pain and pleasure. She couldn’t even think beyond what you were doing to her body. How could pleasure feel this good? God did she love it.

“Y/N, stop.” With the order from Katsuki, you paused, unlatching from Eiji’s sex as you stilled your fingers.

Eiji let out a broken sob, turning to look up at Katsuki with pleading eyes. “Katsuki, why did you do that?” She asked. She moved her hips, trying to fuck herself onto your fingers. “I want to cum. Let me cum.”

Katsuki wrapped his hand around her neck making her stop. She stilled as she looked up at him. He shook his head with a tsk. “You aren’t in charge now, Eiji.” He reminded her with a tilt of his head. “You don’t get to decide right now. Now stop being a slut, and listen.” At the degrading words, you felt Eiji tighten on your fingers, a small whine coming out of her lips.

“Oh?” You let out with a chuckle. “Eiji liked that, Katsuki.” You reported to him amusedly.

Katsuki raised a blond eyebrow before looking down to Eiji. “Oh?” He asked shocked. Eiji looked away from him, feeling bashful now. Katsuki squeezed her neck before moving to stand up beside the bed. He moved to push down his sweatpants, his hard cock not hiding itself at all. “Good wives wait for their husbands on their knees, Eiji. Now be a good wife,” With a large hand, he stroked his cock, the head flushed and already dripping pre. “and come here.” He smirked down at her, a dark glint in his crimson eyes.

You took your fingers out of Eiji and moved off of her. Eiji watched you with a desperate look, silently asking you to come and give her a hand. However, you ignored her as you moved over to Katsuki, positioning yourself at his side. He wrapped an arm around you, moving down to kiss you so that he could taste Eiji on your lips. He groaned at the taste, messily licking at your lips and mouth in pent up need. You chuckled at his desperation.

Eiji watched in need, pushing her thighs together at the sight of the two of you sharing saliva at the taste of her. She frowned but begrudgingly moved onto her knees. She moved closer towards Katsuki, spreading her legs and putting her hands in front of her.

Katsuki glanced down with a smirk, knowing that Eiji followed her sex more than her pride. He chuckled into your kiss. He reached down once more and held his cock for her. “Well go on.” He barked. “It’s not gonna suck itself.”

Eiji was silent as she glanced up at him with a glint in her eyes that said that when she was back in her original body, she would get it later. However she leaned forward, pushing her ass up as she moved to bend down and wrap her lips around his cock. She sucked at the head for a second, before moving one hand to hold it. She felt it throb in her hands, feeling the prominent vein on the underside of his cock. She tilted her head before looking up and bobbing her head up and down his cock, keeping her ruby eyes up on him. Katsuki groaned at the sight, moving one hand to thread through Eiji’s red hair. “Good fucking girl.” He growled down. “That’s a good girl. You want it, don’t you?”

You watched Eiji move closer, moving to try and take more of his cock into her mouth as she shifted, spreading her legs more. Katsuki motioned back to Eiji, allowing you to move behind her once more. You watched as her sex stayed dripping as she pushed her fat ass back, getting aroused at just sucking Katsuki off. You chuckled as you moved a finger slowly to her hole pushing it in. You saw her push back, wanting your whole finger instantly. A moan came out of her throat as you watched her try and fuck back onto your fingers and try to take Katsuki’s cock at the same time.

Katsuki looked down with a half-lidded gaze. Today just couldn’t get any better. Not when he looked down and all he could see was you and Eiji. Eiji looked up at him with teary eyes as she gasped, Katsuki’s grip on her hair tight as she dragged her face off his cock. However, it was almost as if the redhead was in a trance as she reached forward and grabbed a hold of the blond’s cock. She stroked his cock with her hands, looking up at him with pleading wide eyes as saliva dribbled down her chin. Katsuki groaned at the sight. “Fuck, Eiji.” He guided her back onto his cock as she sucked him off like her life depended on it. “Y/N baby girl, I need to fuck her.”

You chuckled at how needy he sounded. You nodded. “Eiji’s ready for you, Kat.” You told him, removing your fingers out from Eiji’s hot cunt that was practically trying not to let go of you at this point. A whine came from the redhead, but you gave her ass a nice slap making her jolt and moan.

Katsuki hummed as he looked down. He had Eiji deepthroating his cock, her hands on his thighs as her throat tightened around him. He pulled her back making her gasp as more saliva fell down her chin and onto her breasts. She coughed trying to get air back in her lungs. Katsuki pushed her down, flipping the redheaded girl onto her knees once more with her ass facing him this time. He used one hand to push her neck down, forcing her to stick a thick round ass out for him. God, he wanted to just throw his face in there and die.

“Y/N baby, you think you can take care of yourself?” Katsuki asked with a raised eyebrow as he looked up at you as he held his cock to Eiji’s waiting entrance.

He, however, got his answer pretty fast when he saw you lying back enjoying the view with two fingers already inside you and your thumb circling your clit. You chuckled as you leaned back, allowing Katsuki all the view he could dream of. “I’m good, baby. You go to town. I wanna see Eiji fall apart on your cock.”

If Katsuki could kiss the living daylights out of you, he would. Katsuki looked down at Eiji who was whining in need. That’s when it hit Katsuki. His face perking up in realisation as he let out a loud laugh. “I’m gonna be your first time, huh, Eiji?” He asked amusedly. He dragged the head of his cock up and down her moist slit. “It’s alright. I promise to be easy on ya’. Don’t wanna break our girl so quick.” He pushed into her slowly. Eiji let out a keen at the feeling of his cock pushing in and stretching out her virgin hole. It was painful but it was also deliciously good. She felt like she could barely breathe as she closed her eyes and let the amazing feeling of being one with Katsuki like this go through her. It was always different with a cock, but now? She could barely think.

Katsuki let out a groan as he bottomed out inside her. He took a moment to allow her to adjust to him, watching and loving the way her hole squeezed around him as she tried to accommodate with him inside her. Without prompt, Katsuki noticed Eiji slowly moving her hips. He chuckled. “You ready already?” He moved just leaving the tip of his cock in before, pushing back inside her harshly. A loud moan came out of Eiji at the thrust.

Carefully, Katsuki built up a rhythm, moving in and out of her at a steady pace. He watched as her ass bounced back against his pelvis, the fat of her ass slapping against him as she tried throwing her ass back in time to match his thrusts. “God, who’s a good girl, Eiji? Who’s a good fucking girl?” He asked her.

Eiji could barely even answer with how good she was feeling. Was this how it felt like to get fucked? To have a cock inside her? Eiji didn’t know if she was grateful to the quirk or to Katsuki’s cock more. She was practically drooling as she allowed him to use her as he pleased. The view made you clench on your fingers at how fucked out she looked already. “I-I am! Me! I-I’m a good g-girl.” She let out.

“Yah you are. What happened to being the dom in this relationship, Eiji?” Katsuki taunted as he landed a harsh slap to her ass. “You busy moaning on my cock like a damn whore. Is that what you are now? All you needed was cock in your cunt and suddenly you're so good for me?"

Eiji nodded her head dumbly. She looked back at him, cock drunk. “Yes! I’m so good for you.” Eiji was always one for praise, no matter the situation and it didn’t seem to change now.

Katsuki grinned as he felt her practically try and milk his cock. “Yah, thought so.” He grunted out. He pulled back, angling his cock down before slamming in roughly, hitting a spot that had Eiji squealing.

“FUCK~” She squealed out. You half wish you were recording this. The sound she was making were damn right euphoric.

Katsuki chuckled as his pace started to increase. He couldn’t help himself. She just felt too goddamn good. Too tight, too warm, too amazing. He half wished he had two cocks so that he could fuck the both of you at the same time. “How about a fuck I baby into you and keep you like this for the rest of our lives? All fat and pregnant and happy? All for me and YN.”

Catching Eiji completely off guard was the way her stomach did a flip as her thighs started to shake and she went tense for a moment. “AH!” Katsuki’s eyes widened as he watched her cum right on his cock, a white sticky ring of cum around his cock where she had him sucked in. Eiji’s thighs were trembling but she looked back at him with a flushed expression. Her expression so needy as her pussy just seemed to massage his cock in need despite having just cum. “Fuck me, please Kats. Don’t stop…”

Katsuki let out an amused scoff, half in disbelief and half in arousal. He grabbed at her ass, continuing with more vigour than before. Eiji let out a moan as she relaxed her body, allowing him to use her as his own personal fleshlight. She bit down on her bottom lip, saliva dripping down her bottom lip as she drooled. She giggled on his cock as he fucked into her, giggle being interrupted by harsh thrusts.

Katsuki grinned down at her. He glanced up at you, noticing your own smile in adoration to the redhead in front of the both of you. He scoffed in amusement. “Fuck, you like that don’t you?” he asked as he pounded into her. You had never seen Katsuki seem so breathless and so determined. A spark in his eyes as practically speared into her. “You still got that breeding kink we know and love?”

At the mention of a kink that was engrained into her, Katsuki felt her cunt tighten around his cock. “Yes!” She shouted, nodding her head as she looked back at him. “Yes! Breed me, Katsuki. Please, please fuck your cum into me. I wanna feel it.” She nodded her head with tears lining her ruby eyes and yet a smile on her face. “I wanna feel you inside me! Knock me up, Katsuki!” She cried out loudly, almost loud enough that you were sure that if you stood right outside your window you could hear. “Please!” She sobbed out, gripping Katsuki’s cock so tightly it had his head feeling light. “I wanna feel full. I want it.” She begged so pretty it almost made you feel sorry for her.

A low growl came out of his throat. “So pretty and all for me and Y/N. All for us, our perfect breeding bitch.” He growled. The title made Eiji roll her eyes back with a groan as she pushed her ass back against Katsuki, trying to work his cock into giving her what she wanted. You had never seen Eiji act so needy and you were actually pretty surprised to see this side of her, however it wasn’t an unwelcomed one. Katsuki’s grip on her ass was tight as he started to reach his end, the fat of Eiji’s ass seeping through his fingers as he gripped her with bruising strength. With a groan, Katsuki pushed deep inside her with a low groan as he came inside her.

Eiji shivered as she drooled against the bed, the warm feeling of Katsuki’s cum insider he making her giggle dumbly as she clutched the blankets with weak strength. Pure euphoria going through her head as she couldn’t come up with coherent words to say. Katsuki was breathing heavily as he closed his eyes for a second.

Katsuki heard a small muffled sound and looked over to you. You had your thighs closed around your hand, slick dripping down your hole as you had squirted just a bit onto the blanket underneath you. Katsuki let out a groan at the sight. He slowly exited out of Eiji, making her sigh as her thighs relaxed slightly but she stayed in a presenting position, her eyes closed tiredly.

Katsuki had to suck in a breath at the sight of his cum that started to spill out from inside Eiji. Seemed as though he was really pent up. Katsuki moved to the bathroom grabbing a damp warm cloth to quickly clean himself up before he went to the both of you. He moved over to you, making you open your eyes. Katsuki placed a kiss onto your cheek as he gently cleaned you up. You smiled as you wrapped your arms around him and gave him a kiss. Once you were all clean. He let you move into the covers, waiting to take a nap with your beloveds.

Katsuki moved to Eiji who hadn’t moved from how she was. She opened her eyes at the cold feeling against her sex. She hissed slightly but allowed Katsuki to do his thing. Katsuki placed a kiss on her ass, gently caressing her before finishing up. You moved to grab Eiji, easily swaddling her in your arms as you littered her face with kisses. The redheaded woman was silent but had a small content smile on her face. You both waited as Katsuki came into the blankets as well. You held Eiji in your arms, keeping her squished between the both of you.

The redheaded woman walked into the DynaRiot agency with a pep in her step as she smiled as she always did. Her face was bright as she looked around with wide ruby eyes at the lobby. She waved at the receptionist who didn’t bother her as she scanned her finger that allowed her past towards the elevators. The young woman held a big picnic bag in her hands as she hummed to herself in the elevator.

Maybe Eiji could get used to this for a little while… just a little while.

She stepped out onto the floor for the heroes where they would be until called upon by an alarm or when doing paperwork. She walked through the halls as she did occasionally with a bright smile and waves, noticing the way a lot of the heroes seemed to stop and stare or bow to her. She raised an eyebrow but didn’t see the need to question it.

She carefully walked into the lunchroom, taking the attention of the heroes there. She smiled broadly as she looked at the faces she knew. “Afternoon everyone! I brought cupcakes!” She chirped out brightly as she looked at all of them.

Tetsu didn’t know what to do as he looked at the Kirishima woman in the heroes break room in a white sundress. He looked at his fellow heroes who all also seemed confused. Immediately the rest of them straightened up and bowed their heads. “Good Afternoon, sir.” They greeted standardly.

She blinked once, twice, three times. She tilted her head confused. “Is… is today opposite day?” She asked confused as she turned to look to Tetsu. “Tetsu, what’s going on?” She asked.

Tetsu hesitated. There’s two possibilities. Either that Eijiro was still a girl and was so deep into it that he was wearing a sundress and baking (Which he never does) or this was Tamami. Tetsu was too scared to take a gamble.

He glanced at the others before looking at the redhaired woman in the doorway. “You made cupcakes?” He said ignoring her question.

Her face brightened up as she nodded her head. “Yep, chocolate and vanilla, I also brought Ei-nii lunch.” She motioned down to the bag she was holding. “Where is he?” She asked looking around the room, not noticing her older brother.

At the mention of the nickname that Tamami used for her older brother, Tetsu eased. “Tamami,” he let out with a relieved sigh. “He’s-”

“Right here.” Stepping out from behind her was Eijiro, back as a man and dressed rather casually for work. The heroes that were there looked at him shocked. They were surprised to see the large hero back as a man in front of them after all the work gossip that had happened over the past four days while he wasn’t at work. Eijiro raised an eyebrow at all of them, not understanding their confusion.

Tamami turned to her older brother, her face lighting up. “Eiji!” She let out happily. “I brought you lunch.”

Eijiro softened at the look of his younger sister, he pat her head gently. “Thank you, Tammy. How’s varsity treating you?”

She frowned with a slump. “A lot of work.” She let out a sigh but straightened up again. “But I think it will all be worth it when I finally get my teacher’s degree! I’ve been interning at one of the schools nearby and all the kids are so nice.”

Eijiro smiled down at his sister, her bubbly personality brightening up his day all together. He listened to her talk about her class and where she was interning for a bit, but then he caught eye of the rather quiet room they were now in and all the other heroes stopping to stare at his sister. Specifically, their gazes were at his sister who had her back turned to them and their eyes down casted.

Eijiro’s eyebrow twitched before he looked down at Tamami with a bright smile. “Hey, Tammy, mind taking it to my office. We can have lunch together.”

Her face lit up at the thought. “That would be perfect!” She gave him the cupcakes as she turned and waved to everyone in the room before leaving towards her older brother’s office.

The room descended into silence as Eijiro glared at all of them. He opened the large box of cupcakes that Tamami had handed him. He walked forward and placed the box on the counter, taking a cupcake before moving to lean against the counter next to them. The cupcake looked like a large swirl of death by chocolate but it was beautifully pipped and done. “Any of you check out my sister again, you’re getting stuck with graveyard patrol duty for the next month.” He spoke casually.

Terraquake looked at her wrist where a nonexistent watch was. “WOW! Look at that, lunch is over.” She spoke dramatically with pointed gazes to the heroes around her.

“OH jeez, what a bummer.”

“It’s so good to see you again boss.”

“Your sister makes wonderful cupcakes.”

“Absolutely delicious.”

“You should thank her for us, Red.”

“You’re hair looks phenomenal.”

Soon all that was left was Tetsu and Eijiro. Eijiro rolled his eyes as Tetsu laughed. He moved to grab a cupcake. “It’s good to see you back as yourself Eij.”

“Thank you.” Eijiro said genuinely with a smile. He debated whether or not he should go to his office or eat the cupcake first.

“So…” Tetsu hesitated for a moment. “How was it?” Eijiro glanced at him. “Just wanted to know how you were.”

Eijiro let out a sigh. “I’m fine, T.”

“That’s good, that’s good.” Tetsu took a cupcake and moved to lean against a counter. “Now… Hypothetically speaking, if I were to ask if I could take Tamami out-” Eijiro’s arm hardened. “To the dentist cause she wanted to go. It was just a rhetorical question.” He put his hand up, moving to head back out before pausing. He turned to look at Eijiro, debating something in his head. He mulled it over. “Eijiro you know me.” He said putting one hand to his chest with a sharp smile. Eijiro glared. “And let’s say you had photos of when you were a girl-”

“Not a chance, Tetsu. I am not giving them to you.”

Tetsu paused as he processed that. “So they exist?”

Eijiro paused as he looked at his best friend. He shook his head as he closed his eyes putting his fingers to the bridge of his nose. “Get out.”

“So they do?”

“I said get out!”

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tomieafterdark · 1 year

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“I put a spell on you…18+”

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pairing: witch!reader x dom!bakugo x a little mean!kirishima, they’re all in college 21+, they have quirks, they’re in the same dormitory and Bakugo is two rooms away from reader. Reader has a witch quirk that allows her to astral project, cast spells, enter peoples dreams etc.

summary: you have a crush on this guy Bakugo who lives in two rooms away from you, instead of approaching him like a normal person you decide to astral project into his dream and cast a love and lust spell on him by having sex with him in his dream. Your spell backfires horribly though.

cw: afab!reader, dubcon, noncon kiss, love and lust spells without consent, name calling, mentions of anxiety, blowjob, handjob, double penetration, some praise, use of good girl, blackmail, calling classmate while getting sandwiched.

wc: 4.2k

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“What kind of outcome should I expect if I put a love and lust spell on that cute boy two dorm rooms away?” You shuffle the card hoping for another answer, but there it is again. The tower card. You roll your eyes.

*For those not well versed in tarot cards, the tower is a card that means chaos as maybe things not going as planned and instead falling apart. It can be good and bad depending on the context but it’s a card of breaking down and rebuilding and facing harsh truths. In this case, for y/n it’s not a positive card. I hope this helps make the tarot bit less confusing.

You check the time. It’s 10:47, almost time for your astral projection. You had specifically planned to astral project on a Friday, since Friday is ruled by Venus the planet of Love. Your spirit guides had told you several times to approach your crush normally instead of spellcasting, but they don’t get it. He was so intense, kind of rude and very popular meanwhile you have always been the opposite of him especially when it comes to popularity. You live in completely different worlds, there’s no way you’d ever cross paths if it wasn’t for a spell. Tonight however that would change, this spell would bind him to you on a soul level. He had to be yours now. According to the book you got your spell from, it should work already the morning after. You’re so excited, finally you’d be able to run your fingers through his pretty blonde hair, hug him, lick his abs…follow the happy trail do- *slap* “FOCUS Y/N!!” You tell yourself as you abruptly slap yourself out of your fantasising. You had to be clear minded and calm before your spell to ensure success. Nervously pouring your enchanted lavender tea into your cup, you spill some on the table. You have been wanting this for so long, tomorrow he is really yours.

Even though you just had a whole cup of enchanted lavender tea, your mouth is more dry than ever. You ground yourself and lay down in the circle you had cast earlier, and slowly you drift into the astral plane as you count back from 100 to 0. Even though you had astral projected plenty of times, it shocked you a little every time standing next to your sleeping body. You stand in the circle next to your body since you have all your protection spells there, the spell starts now. “Here goes” you think to yourself. You start to chant “Lirach Viseo Leveh Katsuki Bakugo” exactly five times as stated in the book. You’re nervous but two seconds after you’re done chanting, a portal opens up to Katsukis subconscious mind. You walk into it, his subconscious mind is a fiery landscape with lots of reds and orange. It feels like Mars energy on steroids to you, it is intoxicating and you feel tingly down there. Being out of your physical body gives you a crystal clear view of your energy body, and right now in reaction to Katsukis energy your energy body is filled with pink and red tension vibrating so intensely you feel like you will blow up any second now. You’re horny. Quickly you set up a space inside his subconscious with more chants and summon his energy body. He is even more beautiful, standing there in that fiery landscape exuding mars energy but way stronger. Trembling as you walk towards him you tell yourself it’ll be fine, and grab his hair to kiss him.

Something deep inside you tells you that this is wrong, Katsukis energy body may be kissing you back but not out of free will. He is just not lucid in his own dream and you know it, your intuition is practically screaming at you. You suppress your intuition and morals and whatever else is screaming at you to stop. Just as you’re about to push your tongue in, a hand grabs you by the neck. He seems to be waking up in his dream, the energy in the space you’re in shifts into a darker one. If you had a heart right now it would have dropped ten times, your spell can NOT backfire it just can NOT. Too late, he is fully awake and lucid. “Fuck.”

Katsuki glares at you. “Hm, you don’t seem like the other dream extras. Who the hell are you?”

Not knowing what to say, you just stare back. It stings a bit hearing your crush say who the hell are you, but he never noticed you. How would he. You’re just another extra to him.

Those crimson eyes are staring deep into your soul. He loosens his grip on your throat, realising it’s not causing any harm to you or getting a reaction from you. Another reason he suspected you weren’t just another extra from his dream.

“So why the hell are you in my dream, I know you’re not supposed to be here. You’re different” he says while still inspecting you.

“I must have come here by mistake” you say in the least convincing tone. It seems to upset him, he glares at you and tells you that you can’t lie to him in his own dream. “I’m sorry” you blurt out, looking up at him with sorry eyes and a pout. Determined to get out of this without him knowing who you are, you try to use your witch powers to appear as you’re not lying when you are. He flips you over, suddenly the entire space changes into a room. He is sitting on the edge of the bed, with you laying on your stomach on his lap. He slaps your ass with no warning. “What a nice piece of ass, are you this hot in real life too?” You squirm under him, he keeps on slapping it. At first it made you squirm and had you pushing your face into the mattress from pleasure, though after a while it shook you to your core. He hit so much your glamor spell fell apart. He lifts you on his lap, with you straddling him. His crimson eyes were staring right through you again, you’re so lost you don’t even realise your glamor spell broke. “I got you now” is the last thing you heard before you wake up back in your body panting from anxiety. “FUUUCK” you screamed. You had one fucking plan and now it’s ruined. His last words still haunt you. You spent the next three days constantly on edge, even calling in sick to classes. Your teacher said she’d send someone from your class to hand you the homework you had missed. You’re relieved, you email your teacher again calling in sick for the upcoming two days as well. You were really shaken up from that experience.

*knock knock knock*

“That must be one of my classmates bringing the homework” you were thinking as you walked towards the door. You are speechless when you open the door to see no one else but the one and only: Katsuki. With him he has another hot guy, red headed, tall and muscular arms. Bakugo walks in like he owns the place and Kirishima follows after with a pretty smile, you almost can’t help but to not mind him barging in. “You can leave my homework on the nightstand and leave. Thank you” you manage to get out without your voice shaking or breaking. Katsuki walks over to you, inspecting your exactly like he did in the dream. He had already found out it’s you but he wanted to slowly torture you by pretending he was about to find out. The tension is killing you, you’re hot and bothered and dripping. Katsuki gets even closer on purpose knowing you’re turned on, this time grabbing your waist and pulling you into him. “W-what the fuck are you doing” you yell at him. He drags you over to your bed, sits on the end and has you straddling him. Essentially he recreates the scenario from his dream, looks into your eyes again and says “I told you I got you. Do you think that lowly of me? That I wouldn’t be able to figure you out?” He locks you in with both his arms now, you’re confused on what’s happening. He looks at Kirishima and goes “quickly get all the proof you can” and just as you’re about to scream he lifts your shirt up and gags you with it. You’re still loud so he puts his big palm on your mouth, threatening to put something bigger in there if you don’t shut up. You look at him with wide eyes, he looks back at you calmly and says “my friend Kirishima here is just going through your stuff to find proof of you using your quirk on me a few days ago, don’t mind him. I really don’t appreciate you invading my privacy like that, and especially not for such a slutty reason.” He places a finger on your clit and starts slowly and painfully circling it, knowing you want more because of how desperately you grind against his finger. “When we find proof, we are showing the principal.” He said coldly. That’s definitely going to get you kicked out of the school, it’s one of the top rules you shouldn’t break. You think back to your tarot reading and how the tower card had come out, this really is a tower moment. You sob, what would your parents say after you got kicked out from the number one college in the country? After pushing yourself so hard…

“However there is something you can do for us and maybe we won’t turn you in” Katsuki says with a sly look on his face. “If I let my hand off your mouth, will you promise to not scream or make a scene?” You nod eagerly, with glistening eyes ready to cry out any minute. “Alright”

You take a deep breath. “Katsuki, I’ll do anything..”

“Get off my lap and get on your knees y/n” he commands and you get on them instantly. Your spell may not have worked properly in the love department yet but you’re getting some of what you wanted and this is a good start, you feel so warm and tingly. There is a chance to be his after all. While you’re pulling his pants and boxers down he makes sure Kirishima got all the evidence he needed from your journal and the chants you had written down with Katsuki’s, name incase you’d back out later during sex. Kirishima gives him a thumbs up. “Now let the real fun start” he thinks as he signals for Kirishima to lock your door.

Katsuki has a big dick, it’s exactly as your tarot cards had told you. Thick and veiny too. You admit it was not ethical to use your quirk to find out what your crushes dick was like, but it was just one time. You lick his tip while massaging his balls with one hand and holding his thick veiny member with the other. You are loving his facial expression and the little sound he made, you slowly put the tip in your mouth and take it in deeper every time you bop your head. Katsuki grabs your hair lightly and makes you look at him. “Y/n if you don’t want me to tell the principal, you have to make my friend here happy too” he says as he points at a very hard and shirtless Kirishima sitting next to him. They both tower over you, making you more wet. The power imbalance makes your heart race, it makes your heartbeat faster especially the one between your legs. “Can you do that cutie?” Kirishima asks with a smile. You nod eagerly.

Katsuki and Kirishima are both standing up now, you put your attention on unbuckling Kirishimas belt but Katsuki lacks so much patience he rams his cock into your mouth unexpectedly. “Keep sucking while you jerk him off.” he commands. Katsuki is so big your jaw is already starting to feel something, it makes you hazy. You finally get Kirishimas dick out, It’s a bit longer than Katsukis but not as thick. You start jerking him off, the hottest moans you’ve ever heard are leaving his mouth and it makes you so fucking wet. You want Katsuki to cum in your mouth so bad, you’ve prepared chants to say in your head when you have sexual encounters with him for ages and now it’s finally happening. The chants are meant to trap his energy and make him attached to you, and the book advised sex is the best option for that as the persons subconscious is easier to influence. You look deep into his crimson eyes, not realising you’re using your quirk to send direct telepathy to him. “Come on, cum in my pretty little mouth. Give me all your fucking cum, give me your energy” are those exact words you sent. He was liking it until he heard the energy part and when realised you were still using your quirk on him, he slapped you in the face and started thrusting into your mouth quicker while cussing at you. This just made you more wet, but you were getting needy. Your pussy needed something inside it now. You start grinding against Katsukis leg while you were jerking Kirishima off. Your arm was hurting so much from it but the pleasure from grinding on katsukis leg mixed with the pain felt like pure ecstasy.

30 minutes pass

You’re still grinding, your hand movements are slower than ever and you’re barely focused on sucking katsuki off anymore. These guys have insane stamina compared to other guys you’ve been, they’d cum in 5 minutes from blowjobs or handjobs but these two won’t even budge.

Katsuki takes his dick out of your mouth taking a good look at you, your puffy lips, the way you’re grinding on him so desperately, the way your face looks so beautiful and fucked out already. “She’s like a bitch in heat” he says to Kirishima, they’re both looking down on you. “Alright since you’re acting like one, I’ll treat you like one. Come sit on my lap” he says as he sits on the edge of the bed again.

You’re straddling him now, with Kirishima next to him. They’re smiling about whatever they’re planning to do to you, it makes you nervous. Your intuition is telling you to get the fuck away from these men, their intentions are anything but pure. “Look Katsuki, she’s getting nervous” Kirishima laughs. “It’s okay baby we won’t do anything bad to you? Right Katsuki? Just gonna have some fun that’s all.” His tone and smirk that follows after makes it worse.

All your clothes come off…

Katsuki grabs your hips and doesn’t let you move them, he is so strong you genuinely can’t move it’s like you’re stuck. His veiny arms look so good holding you like this, his fingertips painfully digging into your hips reminds you of the marks it’s going to leave on you the day after. You’re more than sure he is bruising you.

He lifts your hips up a little and tells you to stay like that, now using his now free hands to position his tip at your entrance. He teases your hole with his tip, you’re so wet your leaking all over his tip. All the teasing is causing you to moan. It feels so good, pushing back all the fears and warnings your intuition sent you about these two guys. Katsuki doesn’t put it in, not even you’re desperate, dripping more than before. “Katsuki please” you whine. “I want it, please I need it so bad.”

“You do? I don’t hear you begging enough slut. I don’t think you want it that badly”

The word slut makes your heart flutter. “No I do. I want it so bad. Please stretch me with your cock, pretty please Katsuki!!”

He shoves you down his dick with no mercy, it nearly knocks the wind out of you. Loud moans leave your mouth, as he continues to move you up and down his dick. Your pussy struggles to adjust to his size but he doesn’t really care, forcing you to take his whole size over and over again as he moves you up and down. Your legs shake and squirm every time you come down on his dick, almost closing your legs from the intensity. It’s too much you just want him to slow down for a second and let you breathe.

you managed to get out a meek “please” “a- kat-Katsuki” as you gasp for air from the constant brutal pace.

“Stop trying to close your legs whore. Kirishima get back there and hold her legs open for me. And prepare her while you do so.”

Katsuki finally slows down, you’re panting at this point. He wraps his arms around you and pulls you down closer to him so your ass is up. You’re so confused to why you’re like this, you feel something enter your ass sending shockwaves in your body. It’s Kirishima’s finger.

you’re just about to scream but Katsuki quickly covers your mouth telling you to be quiet. Kirishima doesn’t give a fuck about your reactions though he keeps a steady pace fingering your pretty ass. Your pussy clenches a bit extra around Katsuki every time Kirishimas finger goes inside you. “Bro she’s dripping all over you” he says to Bakugo. “Add another finger and see if the bitch squirts” Katsuki says while he locks you in his arm harder ensuring you don’t move around. He looks into your eyes and says “I want you to take it in the ass like a good slut, ya hear? In a few minutes he’s gonna put his cock in your ass so you better relax and make the most out of this. It’s all the prep you’re getting.”

2 fingers later..

“Keep holding her down Katsuki” kirishima says as he slowly pushes the tip on your asshole, not really pushing it in fully just teasing. Katsuki holds you down real tight, you feel like an object. His hand on your mouth to keep you quiet, his other arm locking you down to keep you still for his friend yet your pussy is drenched. When Kirishima puts his whole length into you at once, you’re glad Katsuki is holding you down like the world depends on it because you want to run away. You’ve never had two in you and there’s just too much at once, none of them are even moving inside you right now and yet you have your face buried in Katsuki, sobbing and whimpering. Kirishima bends down on you and whispers “you’re taking this so well cutie, your ass is so tight and nice too. Be a good girl and relax, I promise it’ll be good, just relax” ear. He pats your head while talking in your ear and it relaxes you a bit, you manage to get out a weak “p-please go easy. I feel so full.”

Kirishima chuckles.

Katsuki knows his friend won’t actually go easy on your ass, he grabs your head and starts making out with you as Kirishima rams your ass at an unforgiving speed. You’re crying and moaning into Katsukis mouth, it’s so intense your whole body is shaking but kissing Katsuki helps distract you. Katsuki whispers “Good girl” in your ear and starts thrusting into your pussy. All you’re getting out are incoherent sentences and sounds, two dicks at once is way past your limit.

“Kirishima lets lift her up, I can’t fuck her as hard like this.”

You’re lifted now, sandwiched between them in the air. Their paces are intense, not giving any of your holes a break. Their rythm matches so every time they bottom out in your holes, they do it at the same time making you feel like you’re going to break in half any minute. Katsukis dickprint literally shows on your stomach, when he notices it he pushes on it causing you to cry out.

*knock knock*

“Y/n are you there? I brought your homework. The teacher said you were sick are you alright?”

Shit. The homework. You look at Katsuki and Kirishima with panic in your eyes, begging them to not move around inside you right now. “Alright we won’t move around inside you” Katsuki says with a smirk.

*knock knock* “hello Y/n? I heard something I’m pretty sure you’re in there. Is everything alright?”

Katsuki starts playing with your clit, making it very hard for you to stay quiet. He smirks at you, he did do as you say after all. He is not moving inside you.

Just having them inside you like this, not moving is still not enough. Every time you breathe you’re feeling both their huge cocks filling you in, whilst you’re stuck in the air sandwiched between them. It turns you on so much being like this right now, on top of that Katsuki playing with your clit doesn’t help one bit. Kirishima whispers nasty things in your ear as Katsuki brings you closer and closer to an orgasm. You’re so lost in his voice, lost in the pleasure Katsuki is giving you that you forget about who is behind the door for a second.

“Please” you whimper.

Katsuki smiles at you. “Please what? Use your words little whore”

“Please” you look at both of them, “please make me cum. I’m so close”

“What do you say Kirishima? Do we make this little whore cum on our dicks? Has she been good enough to deserve that privilege?”

“I think she has, she took anal pretty well” Kirishima says and starts kissing and biting your neck, as Katsuki continues playing with your clit. You feel the orgasm coming, you are unaware of how you’re grinding and bouncing on their dicks lost in the feeling. You let out a huge moan, crying, whimpering, and cussing all at once. This is heaven. You’re so loud, your classmate heard it all but you weren’t aware. Good dick does that to you.

“Oh y/n I had no idea you were busy sorry. I’ll return your homework another time.”

You’re off cloud nine and back to reality so quickly when you hear what your roommate outside your door just said. Shame and embarrassment washes over you, this can not be happening.

“You’re such a slut, did you forget to tell your classmate you’d be getting dicked down today ?? Wasting her time, having her walk all over to your room. Tsk” Katsuki says, knowing damn well this wasn’t helping you.

”I have an idea” Kirishima says. “You’re such a nice friend, you wouldn’t do that on purpose. Why don’t you call her and apologise.”

Before you can say no Katsuki already has your classmate on call, him and her are in the same PE class.

Classmate: Hi Bakugo!

Bakugo: Hey *classmates name*, I have someone here who would like a word with you.

Classmate: oh- alright!

Katsuki hands the phone over to you and just as you talk he starts fucking you, the only thing coming out of your mouth is whimpering and small moans. You’re pretty sure she can hear the wet sounds your pussy is making too every time Katsuki slams into you. You’re praying to god your classmate doesn’t recognise your voice.

Classmate: hello?? Y/n, is that you?

Crap. She recognised your voice.

Y/n: h-hey *classmates name*

Classmate: hi, Bakugo said you wanted to talk ?

Katsuki and Kirishima are pounding into you so hard, your voice is all shaky. You’re also very close to an orgasm, which is definitely not helping.

Y/n: so- I wanted to-

They both quickly flip you over on the bed, Kirishima continues fucking you in the ass doggystyle this time as Katsuki makes you jerk him off while on the phone.

Classmate: you wanted to what y/n? (Sounding almost annoyed now)

You’re explaining to your classmate you didn’t mean to not let anyone know you’d be busy, resulting in her wasting time coming over with your homework. Just as your classmate was about to accept your apology, Kirishima makes you squirt. It was so unexpected you moan into the phone. Your classmate ends the call with a “you’re disgusting you know that right? And you too Bakugo and whoever else is with you” and hangs up.

You’re beyond embarrassed but the guys just laugh, as if it’s the most hilarious thing ever. Even they got caught, well maybe not kirishima since she didn’t mention him but caught nonetheless.

“Cheer up bitch, he just made you squirt. How many guys have made you do that by fucking you in the ass?” You don’t know if katsuki is trying to make you feel better by saying that or embarrass you even more, it’s not helping at all.

Katsuki can’t hold it in anymore, Kirishima already filled your pretty ass with sticky white cum and Katsuki has his sights on that pretty face of yours. Your face is lovely he thinks but it would be a masterpiece with his cum all over it.

He cums on your face, Kirishima praises you for looking so gorgeous while taking Katsukis angry cumshot. “Such an ethereal angel, you took all of this so well.”

5 minutes later..

“Oh by the way y/n. Come to class tomorrow, sit all the way back with me and Kirishima. We have an idea on how to make class more fun”

“Katsuki I can’t, I called in sick already..”

“Let her be Katsuki, we will pass the principals office on our way back to my dorm anyways. Might as well make a visit with these very interesting notes form y/n.”

Katsuki smiles. “Yeah you’re right.”

“Wait no. I’ll be there. I promise.”

“Good”. Katsuki closes the door after that. You can’t believe how badly your spell backfired. You’re experiencing post nut clarity, and you’re realising what a piece of shit he is. Maybe you should’ve listened to your tarot cards, guides, intuition, etc…

proofread once when I was half asleep sorry for any mistakes 😵‍💫

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dweebsqueeze · 1 year

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18+ Smut (Boss!Red Riot x Assistant!Reader)

You love your boyfriend.

But you love the way your boss, Red Riot, pushes on your lower stomach to let more of his huge cock in your dripping pussy.

“You gotta let me in.” He whispers.

“We- We shouldn’t do this…” you barely whimper because your weak to his touch.

His gentle words contradict his massive frame, “Shh… nobody has to know.” He says while shoving his length in deeper. “Nobody has to know.” He mumbles into your neck.

“Fuck!” You shout as soon as he bottoms out.

“You gotta be quiet baby, don’t want the whole agency to know you’re gonna be my little office slut.” Your eyes widen at his proposal along with a harsh thrust. “Don’t want it to get back to that-“ he thrust again. “Fucking boyfriend, right?”

“What? H-how do you-” Your question was interrupted with another thrust and squeal from you.

“Saw those pictures on your desk. God, you could do so much better.” He lets out a dark chuckle while you writhe in pleasure.

You thought only your coworkers knew about your relationship. It’s never something that’s come up between you and your boss for obvious reasons. Being his assistant was almost a 24 hour shift, hero work never ends and yours doesn’t by extension. But your boyfriend never liked it, always complaining about never being home, never having sex anymore because when you are home- you’re tired. You love your boyfriend, but it’s felt like a chore trying to manage his fickle moods.

Red Riot cups a hand to your face, “Am I losing you, y/n? Already fucked out and I’m just getting warmed up hmm?” He used the same comforting tone he always does but now his words are taunting. You want to push all those worries to the back of your mind and focus on this moment.

You shook your head and weakly whispered, “Harder… please.”

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thefandomthings · 5 months

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Piercings

Paring: Bakugo x f!reader, Kirishima x f!reader

Warnings: Blood, slightly suggestive (Bakugo), cussing

Notes: Y'all, I got my nose and upper ear pierced recently so why not write a fic about it? I apologize if its rushed and if the boys are Ooc and for any typos

Bakugo:

"Do you think Bakugo will like it?" You ask Mina, walking into the dorms. Mina gives you a reassuring smile.

"Of course he will, he's your boyfriend after all!" You nod feeling anxious to show him. "But my Ex-boyfriend hated my ear piercing, what if Bakugo doesn't like this one?" You grasp her arm in attempt to calm yourself down.

Your last relationship was your first, and it was great till you got piercings. He didn't like the idea of them or tattoos, preferring you kept your face/body clean. But you refused to take them out and he broke up with you a few weeks before coming to UA.

"Stop worrying babes, I know he'll love it!" She pats your arm, her frizzly pink hair bouncing as she walks beside you. You nod, your lip raw from you chewing on it anxiously.

"Hey guys!" Mina waves to Denki and Kirishima. "Guess what we did while we were at the mall!" She squeals. You face felt hot as your classmates turned their attention to you and Mina.

"Wow Y/n, did you get your nose pierced?" Kirishima looks at your nose with fascination, Denki doing the same.

"Yes I did!" You smile and turn to face them, the orange stud sitting perfectly in your nose.

"That's awesome! Did it hurt?" Denki went to touch it but you stopped him. "Just a little, and you can't touch it otherwise it'll get infected." You give him a small smile.

"Did you get it in orange for Bakubro?" Kirishima smirks at you, your face flushes with embarrassment.

"Maybe..."

"Get me for what?!?" Bakugo pushes past your classmates and stands next to Kirishima. "What are you dumb extras goin' on about?"

"Look for yourself Bro." Kirishima grins and points to you and your new piercing. Bakugo rolls his eyes with a tsk and walks closer to you.

He approached you, you could feel his breath on your face, as his calloused hand grabbing your chin gently while he inspects the small piece of jewelry. You could feel your heart in your throat, your face buzzing with a rose tink. You've never gotten used to this feeling, the feeling of him being so close to you, the feeling of excitement when he hugs you or brings you closer to him; its unreal to you.

Bakugo looks up from the piercing and into your big eyes. You hold his eyes for as long as you can before it's too much for you, your eyes averting to his facial features instead.

He lets out a grunt while grabbing your hand and practically dragging you towards his room. You stomach was in knots as you followed.

Did you not like it?

Was he gonna break up with you?

You gasp, your back pressed against the door of his room, he plants his right hand next to your head, and the left holds your face. You look up at him, his eyes are are slanted as he looks down at you a lazy grins across his face.

"Why didn't ya say anythin' princess?" He hums moving your hair out of your face.

"I wanted to surprise you" You smile shyly. "And it seems you were surprised".

He stares at you a little longer, watching the way you subconsciously move closer to him. Your pretty doe eyes look up at him with such Innocences, it makes his heart leap.

But he can't ignore the feelings of hunger creeping up on him, wanting to touch you all over, to mark you as his. But he doesn't have to worry so much anymore, the bright orange stud is enough for everyone to know you are his and only his.

He pulls you close by the waist, his hand firmly gripping your hip as his other hand opens his door.

He surely did like it and he made sure to show you how much he did.

Kirishima:

"1!"

"2!"

"3!"

Your nose stung and burned as she pushes the needle through the cartilage of your nose. You gripped the chair in pain, your eyes squeezed closed. Small tears pooled in the corner of your eyes before falling down your cheeks.

"Y/n? Are you alright?" Kirishima asked nervously watching the blood pool out of your nose. You gave a nod and a thumbs up.

"Are you sure babe?" He asked once again, your face twisting in pain while she wiggled the piercing into the small hole, pushing against your nose hard.

"Y-Yep! I'm good!" You reassure him once the piercing is in. The piecer dabs a tissue on your cheek once you open your eyes, allowing the remaining tears fall.

"Sorry Hun, the jewelry wouldn't go in, but you're all good now." She smiled and cleaned up the needle and bloody tissues.

"Okeydokey, no worries" You thanked her, paid and left hand-in-hand with Kirishima out of the tattoo parlor.

You could feel Kirishimas eyes on you the whole time you walked to the food court in the mall, his eyes sparkling with curiosity. You smiled up at him, your nostrils flaring making a stinging pain shoot through your nose.

"Ouch..." You wrinkled your nose and gently touched the jewelry. Kirishima look at you concerned.

"Are you doing ok? Do you need anything?" Kirishima led you over to a table and bent down next to you and examined your nose.

Your eyes scanned over his face, drinking in every little detail. You watched his small, dark eyebrows furrow in focus. His eyes are slightly slanted, a small scar above his right eye and his lips are slightly dry and cracked but pink and plump. His face is almost round, not very many sharp details except for his jawline and his pointed chin. And his eyes are as red as ruby's, sparkling in the dull light of the mall.

You and gently caresses his face, he looks like a puppy melting into your touch. Kirishima snuggles into you hand. He grabs your wrist and kisses the inside of it, his eyes never leaving yours.

"You know, that piercing really fits you baby" He says quietly while bringing your face close to his. Your face tingles with a blush, you eyes dilating as he comes closer to your lips.

His lips brush against yours in a teasing way, the way he holds your head doesn't allow you to lean forward. A sly smile crosses his face, his eyes scrunching in a smile.

"Eiji, I want to kiss you.' Kirishima laughs and presses a long kiss to your lips.

When he pulls away his eyes avert to you nose again, his thumbs rubbing back and forth across your cheeks. You lean forward and brush your nose against his.

"I love you...s'fuckin much."

#bakugo katsuki x reader #bnha eijiro kirishima #kirishima x reader #bnha #mha #bnha x reader #mha x reader #i dont really know how to tag this #nose piercing #ear piercings #pierced #bakugou katsuki #mha bakugou #female reader #mha kirishima #kirishima fluff #bakugo fluff #thefandomthings

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sugarplumz100 · 1 year

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♡♡♡♡♡♡MHA x Shy!Fem!Reader♡♡♡♡♡

Bakugo!

°Now at first he kinda found it annoying

"Why tf is she always blushing"

Then he warms up to him once he starts liking you

He thinks it's really adorable that he can make you flustered really easily

Teasing you is now his favorite activity

Good luck y/n ○~○

Kirishima!

°Woa....you are so friggen cute to him

It's like a chain reaction, you blush, he blushes!!

He likes the fact that he makes you flustered because it makes him feel manly

He will help you when you have trouble socializing

I feel like he used to be shy so he understands what it's like

Kiri is so sweet!!!

Deku!

°He too, is also a shy boi

This one is also like a chain reaction

He likes the fact you are similar to him

He does love when he talks to you, you always have a slight blush on your face

He will definitely compliment you to see your face turn cherry red

😊!!!

Aizawa!

°This man has a thing for shy girls

Mostly because they're quiet and adorable

Will enjoy that he makes you flustered just by looking at you bc c'mon...he's so fine (plz gimme your babies)

He will tease you just to see you blush like a cherry, fuels his ego

If you're a co-teacher/assistant teacher, he students will get a kick out of seeing you get flustered just from their homeroom teacher speaking to you

"Ms. Y/n definitely has a thing for Aizawa Sensei"

"Bet $20 that Ms. Y/n will confess by the end of the semester"

|A/N: Hey loves!! This is my first post made by me! I really hope you peeps like it!|

#aizawa x reader #deku x reader #kirishima x reader #katsuki bakugo x reader #bakugo x reader #shota aizawa #shota aizawa x reader #izuku x reader #midoriya x reader #izuku midoria x reader #eijiro x reader #eijiro kirishima #eijiro kirishima x reader #katsuki x reader #mha x reader #bnha x reader #x fem!reader #x female reader

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redmomo00 · 3 months

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Happy New Year!!

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angelltheninth · 11 months

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Apology kisses w/Deku, Bakugo, Kirishima and Dabi?

Two of these would do this, the other two... not so much.

Pairing: Izuku Midoriya, Bakugo Katsuki, Eijiro Kirishima, Dabi x Fem!Reader

Tags: fluff, kissing, arguments, making out, love bites, kabedon

A/N: My day was pretty exhausting so getting to sit down and write this was really relaxing.

Izuku rushes you like he's gonna body slam into you, instead he wraps his arms around you so tight he almost breaks your ribs and cries into your neck. Anything that may have went wrong is able to be fixed by your mutual efforts if you just give him a chance to. The moments things between you two are fixed he smoothers you in kiss after kiss to show you how much he misses you in those days where you were fighting. Unlike his normal kisses these are much firmer, his lips seeking out yours, his hands grabbing at your uniform so you don't get away before he can say sorry enough times.

Bakugo will never admit that he was the one in the wrong even if he himself knows that he was. His way of saying sorry is to walk up to you, his face sulking more then normal and to grab your wrist to pull you away from the eyes and ears of everyone else. When you're all alone he still doesn't say a word to you, he pushes you against the wall and lets his mouth and tongue do the apologizing, as rough, if not more, then his words would have.

Kirishima thinks about an apology for days. He takes argumants with you very seriously and hates himself when they happen. He's shy when it comes to talking about them but knows it must be done. He won't rest easy until he sees a smile back on your face. His apology kiss always starts out very slow, like he's not sure if he can kiss you yet but once you melt into him he puts his hands on your shoulders and pulls you in closer and closer until your bodies are flush against one another.

Dabi hates arguments with you as much as he hates apologizing for them. He'd rather brood for days then start talking about it. The funny thing is that he is still willing to kiss you and leave bites and marks on your skin. Just because you're fighting doesn't mean you're not his. And as far as actual apology kisses go, youn't have time for a single word once he gets his hands and mouth on you.

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0-animelover-0 · 1 year

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Poly!Kiribaku x Chubby Reader

A/N: Remember you are beautiful just the way you are and don't let anyone tell you otherwise. If you are being abused in any way, please talk to an adult you trust or someone who could help.

Warnings: mention of suicide, cutting, bullying, verbal abuse, foul language.

Masterlist is -> here

It was a normal, sunny day, at least for you. You woke up to your alarm blasting by your ear. "Shut that damn alarm off!" You heard your mom yell at you from her room. She always made you get up early because your mom says 'even though your still ugly, doesn't mean you can't make yourself more presentable'. You sighed turning it off and sliding your feet off the edge of your bed. This happens a lot of the time but every time it hits you harder than the last. Your mother was always like this towards you.

But nobody knew about this not even your boyfriends. Except Shinsou who was like a brother figure to you since your first year of U.A. You started dating the famous hot-head, Katsuki Bakugou and the supportive, Ejiro Kirishima six months ago. You got up off your bed and got ready to go to U.A. "Get ready and get out of my house! Grab whatever you can find to eat! You're good at that!" Your mom yelled from downstairs, then you heard the front door shut meaning your mom left for work.

You looked at yourself in your mirror. You started crying while looking at the figure that looked back at you. You were always chubby since you were younger, always being bullied because you were never as skinny as you wanted to be. You were curvy with chubby cheeks and (e/c) eyes. You were very insecure about your thick thighs and your plush stomach. You always wondered why Katsuki and Eijiro would date you or even love you. You glided your finger tips over the fresh cuts on your arms.

Flashes of past memories crossed your mind then you saw them, the hot-headed blonde of class 1-A, Katsuki Bakugo, and the kind red-head, Ejiro Kirishima. After dating them for a couple of months, these thoughts and your cutting slowly eased. But the bullying did not stop. You would think people going to U. A to become heroes would understand that bullying can lead people to doing something like self-harm or worse.

You wiped the tears that poured from your eyes off of your face using your arm. You looked down at your scared wrists and arms, and saw the newest cuts you made last night. This made you cry even more. You collected yourself and started to put on your school uniform. You never liked the skirt because of how short it is showing your thighs. You ran down the stairs towards the kitchen. You looked around the room and thought against the urge to eat and ignored the growl coming from your stomach.

You started walking out the door but not before locking the door behind you. You were walking down the street when you heard someone yell your name. "Y/n!" You turned around looking back only to see the group of girls that bullied and still bully you from middle school. "Hey Sara." You said, trying not to make eye contact. "Ha! Can't even look at us without crying!" The girl next to the blonde said. The two girls next to Sara laughed at your teary eyes. You took off into a sprint towards U.A.

Once you got to the large gates, you tried to make it look like you weren't just crying. Making your way into the school towards your class, Class 1-A, you saw Bakugo and Kirishima with their friends that others call 'The Bakusquad'. Bakugo looked like he was going to blow up Denki while Sero, Kirishima and Mina were laughing at the angry expression plastered on his face. "Hey, Y/n!" Mina yelled spotting you walking towards them. "Hey guys."

You said, now standing between Bakugo and Kirishima. Bakugo wrapped his arm around your waist while Kirishima hooked your pinky finger with his. "Awe! You three are so cute together!" Mina said, practically gushing. Kirishima chuckled while Bakugo grunted but still kept his arm around your waist. "Let's get to class before we're late." Bakugo grumbled while walking towards class while holding hands with you and Kirishima on both sides of him.

Later at lunch:

You were sitting with your friends and your boyfriends during lunch like usual. You didn't feel like eating even though you knew you were incredibly hungry. "Oi, are you going to eat anything?" Bakugo said, looking at you and your untouched food. "Yeah, I noticed you haven't been eating that much lately. Are you okay, baby?" Kirishima, who was sitting on the other side of you, put his hand on your shoulder. "I'm just not hungry." As you said that, you spotted Sara and her group laughing across the cafeteria looking in your direction.

"I-I will see you guys later! Sorry...!" You stood up and rushed out of the cafeteria. The group of 1-A students all looked at each other confused and then they heard laughter from not so far away. "Oh no..." Mina starting to catch on to what was happening. "Oi! What the hell are you laughing at!?" Bakugo yelled which gained the girls' attention.

Sara looked him up and down while admiring his looks. They could tell she thought he was hot. "Why hello there, hot stuff." She said, twirling her hair with her finger. "It's not very nice to hit on someone who's in a relationship." Kirishima spoke up. Bakugo looked at her in disgust along with the rest of the bakusquad. "Get lost." Bakugo said. "Yeah, he is in a relationship!" Denki added.

"Oh, do you mean that pig that was sitting there?" Sara pointed between Bakugo and Kirishima where you were sitting before. Kirishima squinted his eyes into a glare. "If you mean our beautiful lover, then yeah, she's our girlfriend." Sara looked at them and scoffed swaying her hips while walking with the other girls following behind. "Lets go find her" Bakugo said turning to his boyfriend and then walking out with Kirishima beside him.

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You ran passed other students in the hallway, not caring who saw you. You just wanted to get away from Sara and her 'friends'. You ran outside of the school. You leaned back on a wall sliding down it, tears flowing down from your eyes. You brought your knees up to your chest and put your head down, continuing to cry. Nobody was outside since students were still either in class or at lunch. 'They probably think I'm ugly too. Maybe even my friend's do too.' You thought, looking up from your knees.

Then you heard someone calling your name. They sounded worried, frantic. "Y/n! You out here?!" It was Kirishima. You looked in the direction of his voice, seeing him and Bakugo at the front doors of U.A. "If your out here, get back inside! They are just some extras who think they're all that!" Bakugo yelled. Him and Kirishima started looking around for their lovely partner. You wiped your eyes, slowly standing up. They haven't noticed you yet so you decided to wait a few more moments to watch them.

"Shit! I'm going to explode them to a million pieces." Bakugo said clenching his fists. Kirishima looked at Bakugo. "I'm mad at them too but we really need to find Y/n instead of threatening them." Kirishima put a gentle hand on Bakugo's shoulder, giving it a comforting squeeze. Bakugo slowly unclenched his fists. "Fine. C'mon, shitty hair." He said turning around to face the school.

"You don't need to. I'm right here." With a deep sigh, you got out of her hiding spot. "Y/n!" Kirishima engulfed you in a strong hug. You hugged the red-head back and buried your head in his chest. "You idiot. Don't scare us like that again." Bakugo said, hugging you from behind.

You all stayed in a group hug for a while, enjoying each others embrace. After what felt like forever, you pulled away from the two boys. Tears pricked the brim of your eyes as you looked between them. "Do you..think I'm ugly?" Your voice sounded so broken which made Kirishima's and Bakugo's faces fall. "What? Of course we don't think that." Kirishima said before caressing your cheek. "Your're beautiful just the way you are. Inside and out."

This made you start crying again but not from sadness this time. "I love you guys so much." You wrapped her arms around both Bakugo's and Kirishima's necks. Kirishima and Bakugou hugged her back, both their arms around her. "We love you too." They said at the same time. "Now let's get back to our friends." Kirishima grasped your left hand while Bakugo grabbed your right one. "I bet those idiots are worried."

You three entered the cafeteria walking to the table you were seated at before. "Y/n!" Mina stood up fast right after noticing you first. Denki and Sero turned around hearing Mina yell your name. "Oh thank goodness. You're alright!"

You shrugged and nodded your head. It still hurt from how hard you cried. "Sorta." Sero and Denki walked up to you with relieved smiles. "Happy to have you back, dude." Sero said as he playfully punched your shoulder lightly. "Mhm" Denki nodded, agreeing with Sero. "C'mon girl! I'm going to get you fixed up! Your mascara is smudged. I'm surprised your makeup is not runny." Mina started dragging you to the closest bathroom.

The four boys watched as Mina and you was out of their view. "You three are a great couple. So who is going to propose?" Denki asked Bakugo and Kirishima. Bakugo quirked an eyebrow and Kirishima blinked at him in surprise. Bakugo's facial expression changed to a more cocky one. "Me of course. I'm the only one who is brave enough to do it." Kirishima grabbed Bakugo's chin and turned his head to face him. "You sure about that, babe?" Kirishima said, winking. Bakugo scoffed and pushed Kirishima's hand away with a tint of pink on his cheeks.

You and Mina returned from the bathroom. Your eyes softened and your brows furrowed in concern. "You okay, Katsuki? You look a little red." While reaching up to touch his forehead, Bakugo swatted your hand away. "Tsk! I'm fine." He said as he avoided eye contact with you. The last lunch bell rang signaling that lunch was over. Bakugou put his hands in his pants pockets, walking away.

Sero, Kirishima and Denki all laughed confusing you and Mina. Mina's eyes shifted from each of them and she crossed her arms. "What happened while we were gone?" The boys looked at each other knowingly. "Nothing! Come on, baby. I'll explain later." Kirishima said putting his arm around your shoulders starting to walk away from his friends. You looked at Mina, and Mina just shrugged her shoulders still confused.

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coopigeoncoo · 11 months

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An Itch to Scratch, Chapter 1: Foolish Lover's Game

Chapter Links: One, Two, Three

Pairing: Kirishima Eijiro/Female Reader

Rating: Explicit 18+

Tags: Mermay, Mer!Kirishima, Interspecies Relationships, Sexual Content, Somnophilia, Drowning, Caretaking, Pranks and Practical Jokes, Medical Conditions, Family Secrets, Self-Esteem Issues, Long-Distance Relationship, Wakes & Funerals, Family Member Death, Depression, Original Characters, Adopted Children, Angst with a Happy Ending.

This story is part of a collaboration from the Teahouse Server.

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Kirishima Eijiro is everything you never thought you'd find when you packed up your car and moved to a dilapidated fishing town. He was handsome, funny, and kind; the sort of man who took your breath away.

And that might actually be a bit of a problem.

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"Good girl ," Eijiro praised, his hands like a vice on your hips as he pulled away from your mouth with a satisfied grin. You returned his smile with one of your own; the vibrant joy that had churned in your belly unfurled throughout your body, leaving you feeling breathless and lightheaded.

"Eiji," you gasped, eyes widening in panic as your lungs seemed to seize in your chest. "I- can't breathe!"

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Continue reading below, or follow the link to Ao3!

It was an indescribably gorgeous day out in the water, the waves lapping at your shoulders were the perfect temperature to cool your sun-warmed skin without chilling you. The sky was a solid bright blue with no variation in its hue, making it look like whoever was in charge of coloring the sky that morning just stuck a paint sample card up and called it a day.

"We've been out here for a long time," you mentioned offhandedly, heaving yourself up onto your raft inelegantly, grunting as you struggled to get a leg up and roll onto the wildly bobbing flotation device.

"Oh!" Kirishima exclaimed, startled by how much the sun had shifted in the sky. "Yeah, we have! Geeze, it's already way past noon!"

Finally fully on your raft, you let out a whoosh of air as exhaustion settled into your muscles as you sprawled out under the warm sun.

"Do you wanna' try and squeeze up into the raft with me?" You offered, patting the narrow sliver of remaining raft at your side. "It'll be a snug fit, but we can make it work."

"As much as I'd love to join you up there, I don't think It'd be a good fit," Kirishima admitted regretfully, his throat bobbing as his eyes over the curve of your hip where your rash guard had crept up and exposed a strip of sun-warmed skin.

"Yeah, you're probably right," you laughed nervously, doing your best to banish the thought of the two of you on the raft together, limbs tangled up and chests pressing closer as you struggled to make room for each other. "I'm just worried your legs are getting tired."

"Why would they be?" Kirishima asked with a furrowed brow, snagging a bit of seagrass floating by and twirling it about on his finger.

"Because you've been treading water for hours now?"

"Oh, right! My legs are so tired right now!" He laughed uneasily, balling up and crushing the seagrass in his fist.

"Are you going to be okay to get back to shore? I'd hate for you to get caught in a current and be too tired to make it back to shore safely," you told him, concern seeping into your tone as you rested your hand across Kirishima's muscled forearm.

"I'll be fine," he beamed at you, gazing at you with soft eyes as he ran his thumb tenderly over the back of your hand. "But it's sweet that you're worried about me."

Breath catching somewhere in the vicinity of your diaphragm, you smile bashfully in response, turning your hand in his to lace your fingers tightly with his as the two of you lazily paddled back towards the shore.

It hadn't been in your plans to move in with your Grandpa after graduation, but it also hadn't been in your plans to be buried so deeply in educational debt you weren't sure you'd ever manage to pay it back. Your chosen field was competitive and potential employers weren't calling back, so with the move-out date for student housing fast approaching you weren't left with a ton of options.

Gran-Gran had passed a couple years prior and Gramps had done a good job carrying on without her, even though you tell by his wistful sigh when he walked by the framed photographs in the hallway that he missed her dearly. But as he marched steadily towards the end of his life the list of things he was able to do independently dwindled with each passing month. He'd nearly broken a hip during your final semester when he'd fallen off a chair trying to replace a burnt out bulb in his porch sconce.

That event had gotten the family chat buzzing with concern; people expressing their displeasure that he was living alone but unwilling to personally do anything to remedy the issue.

Suddenly flush with time, you'd loaded up your car and made the long trip up to the seaside house your Grandparents had lived in for far longer than you'd been alive. Your friends had been jealous of your relocation at first, imagining your new life to be the glamorous sort that they had seen in movies and the obligatory beach episodes of their favorite shows. Their excitement for you had quickly evaporated when you finally arrived and started sending them photos from your new town.

Every picture you sent was overwhelmingly brown. Everything from the buildings to the sand and even the ocean itself was a murky russet color, a far cry from the pristine blue they had been picturing in their heads. Even the food did its best to conform to the town's limited color palette; the beige of fresh fried seafood and potatoes that made up the majority of your meals made for a sad entry whenever you compared snapshots of meals.

It had saddened you at first, the oppressive brown atmosphere, but in the end it had turned out to be a blessing in disguise. The blandness of your surroundings had made you notice the brilliant crimson spot bobbing across the distant waves, a beacon luring you out into the water to investigate.

Hastily donning a life vest, you set out from shore on your trusty inflatable raft, making a horrifying discovery as you neared the mysterious red blob in the distance.

It was a person.

Ice cold panic crashed through your veins as you frantically paddled out towards the man, the head disappearing beneath the waves for longer and longer stretches of time, your lungs aching in sympathy for how long they were staying submerged between breaths.

After what felt like an eternity you were finally upon them, limbs shaking from adrenaline.

"Are you okay?" You called out, chest heaving from exertion.

The man spun towards you in the water, eyes wide in shock, before he let out an ear piercing shriek and disappeared beneath the waves with a large splash.

"Hey!" You screeched, shoving your arm down into the area where his head had submerged, bright red hair completely hidden by the murky ocean water. "Can you hear me? Swim towards my voice!"

Your shoulder was aching with how violently you were waving it about, desperate to make contact with the struggling man losing his fight with the sea.

"Please," you begged whatever Gods above or below might be listening. "Don't let me be too late- I couldn't paddle any faster! I'm sorry! I'm sorry!" You wailed, throwing yourself half over the side so you could reach in with your other arm, hoping to double your chances for finding the drowning man.

"If you can hear me, just- just hold on!" You cried, tears blurring your vision as salty water splashed across your face. "Please! Just grab hold of my hand! I won't let go, I promise!"

Uncountable, anxious moments passed before you felt fingers gently graze across your palm. You surged forward, wrapping both your hands around the man's wrist and then hauling yourself backwards, pulling the man towards the surface with all your might.

"I caught you!" You sobbed in delight when his head breached the surface. You tugged him further up to hang off the edge of your raft while you collapsed next to him, chest heaving in exhaustion.

"Yeah," the man gasped, looking at you with wide, dazed eyes. "I guess you did."

That man was Kirishima Eijiro and you two had been inseparable ever since, spending lazy days floating out on the ocean and enjoying each other's company. Sometimes you would lay quietly along the bottom of your raft, watching the horizon for the tell-tale spouting of water that heralded the arrival of a surfacing whale. Kirishima loved to show off his diving prowess when you were in shallower waters, sliding beneath the choppy waters with a sharp grin, returning moments later with interesting shells, bits of bone, and wriggling starfish with too many legs.

You had thought about asking him into town with you, but that notion was immediately discarded because what would you even do there? Visit the only restaurant in town that served the exact same fried fish your Grandpa made while you withered under the judgmental gazes of the old fishermen playing dominoes at the corner table?

Hard pass.

So you woke up before the sun with your Grandpa, dodging all his attempts to coax you into sitting on a whoopie cushion or trying out a new bottle of perfume you knew with utter certainty was just a dolled up bottle of fart spray; and paddled out in the early morning light to spend the beginning of the day with Kirishima. Once the sun's rays became unbearable you'd return to shore and join your Grandpa and his friends down on the dock, mending nets and patching crab pots while they doled out unsolicited life advice.

You accepted their wisdom with a polite nod, knowing that they meant well. Their own children and grandkids had left the town years ago and never looked back, so you were a convenient outlet for all the paternal advice they so rarely had the opportunity to dispense.

Days crawled by, each much the same as the one before, and you tried not to think about how easily you had settled into life in this moldering town that seemed to decay before your very eyes.

You expressed this to Kirishima; your worries and fears about identifying so strongly with a lifestyle that would likely be buried alongside the aging townsfolk.

"What will you do then?" He asked, staring intently into your eyes as his fingers tightly gripped the rope running around the side of your raft. "Will you stay? Even when your Grandfather is gone?"

You didn't like to think of it- of your Grandpa dying. He was such a spitfire of an old man whose playfully nature seemed immune to fading like his eyesight and hearing had.

"I don't know. But I think there might be more reasons to stay than to go," you whispered, returning his meaningful glance; the moment ruined by the choking squawk of seagulls passing overhead.

"Is there anything here, do you think? Between us?" You asked Kirishima one cloudy day, your nerves jumping as you mustered up the courage to broach the subject that had been on the forefront of your mind for weeks.

"Nah," Kirishima scoffs, waving a hand dismissively. Your stomach twists in on itself in embarrassment and you rush to find some excuse to change the subject when Kirishima continues talking. "There was a shark around earlier, but it's gone now."

"Wait, what?" You screech, tucking your legs up to your chest protectively. "There was a shark and you didn't think to tell me?"

"You didn't notice?" He asks, face scrunched up in confusion. "Weird."

"It's not weird! How would I even be able to notice something like that? You can't see anything in this water! Did you like, kick it or something?"

"Yes," Kirishima coughs uneasily. "I know it was there because I kicked it. With my feet. Of which I have two."

"Oh God, it was that close?" You whine, burying your face into your hands while Kirishima seemed to be experiencing a delayed revelation.

"Hold on- what were you talking about before if it wasn't the shark?"

"Oh, uh," you stammer uneasily, fiddling with the zipper of the emergency bag strapped to your waist. "Nothing! Don't worry about it."

"Were you talking about us, us?" Kirishima groaned, rubbing a wet hand down his face with a rugged groan. "Oh, man! I've totally messed this up, haven't I?"

"No! Of course not!" You quickly reassured him, still not brave enough to meet his eyes after his casual rejection. "This is all on me. I shouldn't have assumed- I should have realized that what I was feeling was one-sided."

"Hush," Kirishima rumbled, a gravely sort of sound that sent shivers down your spine. Fingers ran across your forearm, leaving gooseflesh in their wake as you hesitantly lifted your gaze to his.

"Whatever feelings you have- however you might see me, believe me when I say that I feel the same."

"So, we're friends," you offer tentatively with a wobbly smile.

"The very best," Kirishima agreed readily.

"And…also something more? If you'd like?"

"Oh, I'd like that," he grinned wildly. "I'd like that very much."

Grandpa wasn't in a good way when he woke, his joints stiffer than normal and a delay in the movement on his left side that had you contemplating loading him up into your beater of a car and driving him inland to find a doctor. You decided to spend the morning with him, despite his colorful protests, and called down to the dock to let his friends know that he was alright.

You could tell he was frustrated by the shaking of his hand and how often he had dropped his toothbrush in the sink, so you let him slip you a piece of chewing gum that turned your teeth black in an effort to cheer him up. He was delighted by your coal-black smile, letting out a wheezing guffaw every time you grinned at him. Your teeth would be a touch gray for a couple of days, but it was worth it to see your Grandpa's spirits bolstered.

After escorting Gramps down to the docks and fetching him a large glass of water, you bid the group of old curmudgeons farewell and darted down to the shore. Kirishima didn't own a phone, which was usual in this day and age, but not unheard of in the area. Paranoia ran thick through people's blood and many of the old guard were happiest living as far off-grid as they could reasonably manage. Kirishima's lack of phone wasn't typically an issue so long as you stuck to your established routine, but it did make it difficult to coordinate whenever things went awry.

Hands cupped above your eyes, you peered out into the water and saw Kirishima's brilliant red hair far closer to shore than was typical. He was swimming back and forth in tight circles as if he was pacing, anxiously awaiting your arrival.

You raised your hands above your head and waved frantically to catch his attention, snorting in amusement when he finally noticed you and lost his focus, getting pushed under water by a passing wave.

"That yer friend?" One of the old men combing the beach with a metal detector asked.

"Sure is," you reply tightly, not thrilled by the notion of your personal life becoming this week's town gossip fodder.

"Be careful with that one," the man warned with a snort, hocking a thick brown loogie down onto the sand by your feet. "He's got red hair. That's bad luck out on a boat."

"Everything is bad luck out on a boat," you mutter sourly.

"Yer not wrong," the old man wheezed in amusement. "Just be careful. The sea is greedy for beautiful things, and yer the prettiest thing that's been 'round here in a long, long time."

"Aww," you coo, savoring the way the rare compliment settled warmly in your chest.

"Don't let it go to yer head," the man sniffed, pulling his headset back over his ears as his wand started beeping enthusiastically about something further inland. "Yer just a fairer sight than the rest of us old farts, but that ain't saying much."

"I hope you find nothing but bottle caps until the day you die," you grumble peevishly, blowing a dramatic kiss out to Kirishima, who dove to catch it in midair before holding it fast to his heart.

"If only," the man sighed as he limped away. "But I ain't never been that lucky."

You were startled by your Grandpa coughing loudly while he worked on slicing up his fish fry into bite sized pieces.

"One of the boys told me they saw you out on the beach this morning," he said, dipping a small piece of fish into a heaping pile of ketchup and horseradish.

"Of course they did. You're all a bunch of nosey busy bodies," you huff in irritation, shoving a large spoonful of canned peas into your mouth and wincing at their lack of flavor.

"I trust you and your judgment," Grandpa assured you as you picked up the salt shaker in the middle of the table. "But just be careful, alright? I've been a man for many years now and up to no good for nearly all of them."

"I will, Gramps. Thanks for worrying," you said with a smile, giving the shaker a hearty jiggle and watching in horror as the lid fell clean off into your peas along with the entire contents of the salt shaker.

"Ya' see?" Gramps hollered, slapping his knee in delight. "Totally untrustworthy- the lot of us!"

Your relationship with Kirishima, while good, was innocent on the best days and positively chaste on the worst. You had vivid memories of participating in far more brazen displays of affection with your middle school boyfriend than what Kirishima seemed comfortable with.

Wandering hands were constantly redirected to areas safely above the water line and attempts at kisses were redirected at the last moment onto turned cheeks and noses.

You didn't mind the slow pace at first, respecting Kirishima's personal boundaries and desire to not rush into anything physical. But as the weeks ticked by the speed of your developing relationship shifted from glacial to stagnant, you couldn't help but be frustrated and more than a little confused.

"Ugh!" You screeched in irritation when your kiss landed across his jaw instead of your intended target of his lips. With a huff, you push on Kirishima's shoulders to propel yourself backwards in the water and away from him.

"What's wrong?" He asked, brow wrinkled in confusion as he reached out for you, hands flexing in a grabby motion to lure you back to him.

"That's what I want to know!" You yell, slamming your hands down on the surface of the water, the sudden impact stinging your skin. "You just push me away every time I try to get close to you!"

"I- I'm sorry," Kirishima whimpers.

"Do you- do you want to break up?" You ask, voice quiet and cracking.

"No! No, of course not!" Kirishima rushes to reassure you, closing the distance between you in an instant, pulling you against his chest and running comforting fingers across your cheeks, leaving trails of water in their wake. "I care about you so much."

"Then what's going on?" You sniff miserably, nuzzling the space between Kirishima's pecs to comfort yourself. "Why won't you kiss me?"

"I just- I feel really bad when I try to kiss you."

"Really not helping out my self-confidence here, Eijiro," you wince, the sound of his heart beat thundering under your ear.

"Ah, geez! No! Not like that! I just, maybe, haven't been completely honest with you about something," he admits hesitantly. "And I feel guilty."

"Oh."

"Yeah," he shifts uneasily, kicking up a strong current that lashes against your legs. "It doesn't feel right, getting closer to you while I'm keeping a secret."

"Can you tell me? Your secret, I mean," You ask hesitantly, staring up into his warm eyes.

"I want to," he says, dropping his forehead down onto yours with a heavy thunk that sends stars flying across your vision. "I'm just scared."

"You don't have to be scared," you assured him honestly, looping your arms around his neck to pull yourself closer to him. "I'm already halfway in love with you. It'll take a lot to frighten me away."

"Yeah," Kirishima sighed morosely. "I know."

Kirishima wrapped the tow line of your raft around his chest and swam out towards a rocky outcropping further up the shore and away from town. You hadn't explored this far North before because the tides were fairly strong in this area and it was easier on your arms to drift and explore the areas to the South.

"Here we are," Eijiro announced, lashing the rope of your boat around a half-rotten piling; evidence of a past pier claimed by the sea. You scuttled out of your raft as smoothly as you could, the waves breaking on the rocks making your exit maneuvers more bumbling than you would have liked. But you managed to get to the top of the slick rocks without slipping, so it was an overall win in your book.

"Alright," you said with a firm head nod, focusing on Eijiro's serious expression and not the unpleasant feeling of algae squishing under your hands. "What is it you want to tell me?"

"Okay," Kirishima sighed, his chest visibly sinking with the force of his exhale. "Okay."

"Okay?"

"Yeah, just- give me a minute?" He squeaked, running his shaking hands through his damp hair, the bright red tresses clumping together into rows between his fingers. "This is harder than I thought it would be."

"Maybe just say it really quick?" You offer. "Just get it over with- like pulling off a bandaid."

"A what?"

"Do you…not know what a bandaid is?" You ask, utterly flummoxed by his question.

"Not important right now," Kirishima waved his hand dismissively. "We'll circle back to that later."

"Of course. Right. We need to stay focused here."

Moments pass in silence as you wiggle your fingers in the squishy algae beneath you while Kirishima's skin seems to turn ghastly pale before your eyes. You were about to ask if he was okay when he suddenly released a powerful roar that seemed to rattle your bones with its intensity.

"C'mon, Kirishima! Man up! You've got this!" He bellowed, suddenly pointing at you with one of his long fingers. "Are you ready!?"

"I-," You stammered, caught off guard by the sudden shift in his demeanor. "Yes?"

"That's the spirit!" He cheered, pumping a fist into the air. "Here I come!"

And then Kirishima surged up and out of the water, his arms tensing as he caught the edge of the rock face and began pulling himself up in an impressive show of strength. He scrambled for purchase across the slippery stone, eventually letting out a triumphant grunt when he found a foothold and was able to push himself up.

And up.

Kirishima was towering high above you now, his torso stretched far above where a normal human chest would be. His monumental form blocked out the sun and cast a shadow down onto your shivering body- either from the sudden chill of the shade or the prickles of fear jolting down your spine; you weren't entirely certain.

As your eyes trailed down his elongated body it suddenly became clear as to why you'd never seen Eijiro out of the water.

Starting at his waist and proceeding downwards were rows and rows of chitinous plating that nestled and slotted I to each other to form a massive lobster tail. Eight spindly legs clicked loudly across the rock as he swayed nervously from side to side; arms crossing and uncrossing as he waited for you to respond.

Overwhelmed by his revelation, you inhaled a great shaky breath and promptly burst into tears.

"H-hey," Kirishima stuttered, reaching for you on instinct; second guessing his actions at the last moment and pulling his hands away with a pained grimace. "It's okay! I know I look scary, but I promise I won't hurt you!"

"It's not- it's not that," you wailed, blowing your nose into the hem of your rash guard. "I could never be scared of you, Eijiro!"

"Spirits be praised," Kirishima whispered, visibly deflating in relief as his arms shot out once again to embrace you, running his hands soothingly down your back as he made quiet shushing noises to soothe you. "If you aren't scared, then why are you so upset?"

"Because I'm allergic to shellfish!" You cried, burying your face into his shoulder as another wave of sobs overtook you.

"I don't- what does that mean?"

"It means that lobsters make me sick!"

"Oh," Kirishima muttered numbly, his hands stilling against your back as dread welled up in his belly. "Well, shit."

The two of you lay sprawled out on that rocky outcropping, idly watching the clouds shift by. Kirishima was on his back, his numerous lobster legs folded and tucked close to his body while his feathery swimmerets fluttered anxiously in the air.

"So, how allergic are you exactly?" Kirishima asked, his tail slapping against the ground mindlessly as his thoughts raced.

"Allergic enough to carry this," you sighed as you unzipped your emergency pack and pulled out an EpiPen. "I've had to carry one ever since I was a kid. I used to eat a ton of lobster- wait. That must sound awful to you!"

"Nah," Kirishima said, waving off your distress with a hand and a couple of legs thrown in for good measure. "I eat lobsters all the time. They're delicious."

"I- well. Okay, then," you replied uneasily, trying not to dwell on the potential moral ramifications of Kirishima's lobster consumption. "Anyway, I had ordered some lobster tails like I normally did, but once I started eating them I began itching like crazy. I've avoided shellfish ever since."

Kirishima blew out a frustrated breath as his hand crept towards you, weaving his fingers through yours.

"What are we going to do?" Eijiro murmured dejectedly, squeezing your hand tightly as the clouds tumbled through the sky above you.

"I don't know."

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