#insecure kirishima

[bakubunny]

thinkin abt eijiro x loud!partner again. (thx @dcsiremc 🙄)

like. he’s not embarrassed or put off by someone that can’t hold back because it’s not like he holds back either.

i’m thinkin abt the moment when you’re comfortable enough to go further in your relationship, so you’re blunt and tell him you’re loud before things go too far. it’s more of a warning than anything, and he doesn’t tease because he can see that it genuinely bothers you. but the fact that you’ve been made insecure by some asshole who told you to “stop trying so hard,” and “aren’t you embarrassed?” about something he hasn’t yet told you he loves puts him on a mission to shake your insecurity to the core.

so when the time comes, at first eijiro lets you hide your face or try to muffle the sound when he slides in. and fuck, he’s so big that just him pushing in has you clamping your mouth shut as you blush hard. but he groans just the same, and without even saying it he shows you that you’re not alone. he’s not going to force it this time by pulling your hands away and holding them down even though he desperately wants to hear every pretty sound you can make.

no, it’s all tender kisses until your lips are swollen and each sensitive spot on your neck has your body shuddering. it’s sweet words and moaning into your skin like he can’t get enough of you. it’s letting you hide yourself in his arms instead of hiding yourself from him.

“fuck, that’s it, angel. let daddy hear your pretty voice. i fucking love it. give it to me. i need to hear you, so fucking perfect…. please don’t hide from me, baby. I need my pretty girl’s sweet moans…. that’s my girl. you’re all mine, let me have you. just let go….”

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#this was way softer than i meant it to be 💀 #i just know he would be so sweet #he’d be patient and loving but also #ur fucked if u think u didn’t just challenge him to get u louder than uv ever been #also we love kirishima ‘i’ll be damned if u think ur gonna be insecure when ur with me’ eijiro #bnha smut #mha smut #kirishima smut #kirishima x reader #kirishima eijirou #x reader #bakubunny #aged up characters

[spiderlily-w1tch-blog]

𝙽𝚘 𝙼𝚊𝚝𝚝𝚎𝚛 𝚆𝚑𝚊𝚝…

𝕂. 𝔼𝕚𝕛𝕚𝕣𝕠𝕦 𝕩 𝕋𝕠𝕞𝕓𝕠𝕪!ℝ𝕖𝕒𝕕𝕖𝕣

— — —

… I’ll always love you

There are 4 things you know for certain,

Eijirou loves you, no matter what.

Eijirou also loves seeing you in pretty dresses.

You hate wearing dresses with your whole being— you’d rather throw yourself in front of a semi than wear those awful contraptions.

You love Eijirou more than life itself, and you’ll sacrifice your own comfort to keep him.

𝐃𝐢𝐬𝐜𝐥𝐚𝐢𝐦𝐞𝐫: I do not own BNHA or its characters, all credit goes to its creators and actors

𝐖𝐀𝐑𝐍𝐈𝐍𝐆: Angst, Angst to fluff, Hurt/Comfort, Insecurities, Emotionally Manipulative/Abusive Mother, Toxic Mom, Mentally Harmful Façade, Reader wears a dress when she doesn’t want to, Fear of Break-up(not gonna happen, babes, Ei loves you too much for that), Use of Y/n, One(1) mention of spicy times, I think that’s it?? Let me know if there’s any I missed

𝔐𝔦𝔫𝔦 𝔑𝔬𝔱𝔢: I cannot for the life of me remember who wrote it but this was inspired by headcanons of how BNHA Characters would react seeing their s/o in a dress. If y’all know the author, let me know and I’ll properly credit them!!

Enjoy, Lovelies! ♡

【Ｍａｓｔｅｒｌｉｓｔ】

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Y/n had been a tomboy since she was in 7th grade and just never “grew out of it”. She realized this is how she felt comfortable. Her mother always wanted her to be “more of a girl” so she would give Y/n passive aggressive “gifts” in the form of dresses and makeup and heels and a gazillion hair products. (She did end up using some of the hair products but not many)

Then, she started dating Eijirou. He loves her as she is! He doesn’t mind that she’s a tomboy and would rather jump in front of a semi than wear a dress and heels. But then, she suddenly felt a spark of femininity, as her mother would call it, and she grabbed one of the dresses her mother gave her. She couldn’t get rid of them because every time her mother came over, she would check Y/n’s closet to see if they were still there and she knew it would be way more of a slap in the face for her mother if she were to get rid of them than simply not wearing them. She was beyond frustrated with the woman but that’s still her mom and she couldn’t bring herself to knowingly— and internationally— hurt her like that.

She silently thanked her mother for at least getting a dress in the same shade of red as Eijirou’s hair and eyes, though she’d never admit it. She surprised her boyfriend with it on date night. While he waited by the door, she walked out wearing the red dress and black chunky-heeled kitten pumps(that is the highest heel she is ever willing to wear thank you very much!).

He was stunned to say the least before his face lit up and he spouted compliments at her left and right. The entire date night, he would make sure she knew how beautiful she is.

After that, she tried to wear a dress every now and again, but she wasn’t very comfortable in them. So she just tried to suck it up and stick it out for him.

She knew that he liked seeing her in dresses, he’d made that abundantly clear, so she shifted from once in a blue moon, to once a month, max twice. Though, when they’d go on dates, he’d hope(expect) for her to wear a dress. She wanted to feel comfortable on date nights, though, so she would mostly only wear a dress for special occasions. He’d be disappointed but he tried to hide it.

She noticed.

So she decided, one day, that she’d put on a dress when they got home and have a mini post-date-date. When she saw his face light up again, she suddenly started doubting her usual style and if she can really make him happy as she is or if he’d prefer a girly-girl like her mother wants.

“I, uh.. I know that seeing me in dresses makes you happy… So I’ll try and wear them more.” She fidgeted with a ribbon on the overly lacy dress as she spoke nervously, though she did her best to hide it.

“Really..?” A smile crept up on his lips before he remembered how much more comfortable she is in slightly baggy shirts and pants with spacious leg room, “You don’t have to. If you don’t want to.”

“Well.. It makes you happy so… I’ll wear dresses more.” She gave him her most realistic smile that seemed to fool him well enough.

“Thank you…” He gave her a soft, grateful smile.

So then, it started. She would wear dresses more and more until the only time Eijirou didn’t see her in one was when they went to sleep.

Until she got a nightgown.

He had some passing thoughts that maybe, Y/n wasn’t as happy with the change as she seemed, but he would often forget those thoughts when he would get distracted by how gorgeous she looked in whatever dress she wore for date night. She now wore more simple dresses around the house, not like the frilly, shiny, over the top dresses her mother had forced onto her.

Speaking of, now whenever her mother came over and saw her in a dress and saw the dresses no longer hidden away in a nearly forgotten corner in the closet, she was ecstatic. She praised Eijirou with backhanded jabs at her daughter mixed in, saying that he “fixed” her. That one made him really uncomfortable but he was happy enough with the rest of the praise from his girlfriend’s mother and having her approval.

Her father was less ecstatic about the change and was worried for his daughter at first as he knew how much she detested dresses and would often wear a suit to events in lieu of a frilly skirt— max a skirt suit, which was the only compromise her mother could ever get out of her. But when she reassured him that she chose to wear the dresses herself, he was placated enough that he didn’t place any suspicion or blame on Eijirou.

She had made a routine.

One that worked for her.

She would put on a simple dress in the morning and give Eijirou a kiss goodbye when he left for work. Send her big strong hero off with a smile and he would appreciate the sight of her in a dress as he went off to keep the city safe.

Then, after he had gotten far enough away she would practically race to their bedroom and wrestle out of the cursed contraption. Then, she’d slip into a nice pair of black comfy cargo pants or baggy sweatpants or basketball shorts and a baggy t-shirt, probably with some random movie poster or graphic design, one that she couldn’t bring herself to care much about, on the front.

She’d then do anything she needed to do for the day and revel in her comfy clothes that made her feel safe and sane.

But, 10 minutes before Eijirou returned home, she reluctantly parted with her sweet, dear pants and t-shirt and slid on the blasted dress again for him.

This became her normal. It was the routine she’d formed and she’d appreciate the time she’d get with her precious clothes each day. And she sucked it up for her boyfriend to keep him happy. She’d sacrifice her comfort to keep the man she loves.

Y/n could see how much he adored seeing her in dresses and skirts so she wore them so that he’d still love her. So that he wouldn’t leave her. So that he’d stay happy. The only time aside from when he was at work that she’d get any reprieve was when she would wear one of Eijirou’s shirts— only his shirt, maybe only her panties to accompany it— and he’d get riled up at the sight.

That routine was disrupted one day, though.

Eijirou had a short day at work and came home early. Much earlier than Y/n was expecting him. He had wanted to surprise her.

She was still in her comfy clothes, her pants and shirt and baggy hoodie as she lounged in the family room watching her shows after she’d finished all that needed to be done around the house and had a nice lunch with her sister who lived outside the country with her husband so they only had so many visits.

She was shocked by the sound of keys jingling in the lock and panicked as she looked down at her clothes. She vaulted herself off the couch just as he was opening the door. The distance between the couch, which was in direct line of sight of the front door, and the hall that lead to their bedroom was too far for her to escape unseen. It didn’t help that her foot caught on the back and so she had a rough landing before she could start sprinting.

“Y/n?” She froze, knowing she had been seen and she couldn’t just escape to their room as a vaguely recognizable blur. Her eyes began to water as she turned her body to Eijirou, though she kept her eyes down cast.

“I’m sorry, Eijirou..! I know you like me in dresses, I’m sorry. I’m sorry, I-.. I’ll wear dresses. I will, I promise.” She rambled, trying to keep her tears at bay as she continued to ramble out apologies and promises that she’ll wear dresses for him.

Eijirou stood frozen and bewildered in the doorway, heart aching at his precious little girlfriend in tears at being seen by him not wearing a dress. His heart clenched at her making promises to only wear dresses and almost begging him to forgive her and the unspoken, underlying fear that he might leave her for it.

“Y/n, baby, pebble. I’m not upset, I promise.” He spoke gently as he closed the door and approached her, almost feeling like he was approaching a wounded animal. “Pebble, why would you think I’d be mad at you for not wearing a dress?”

“I-I know how happy it makes you when I wear them… And I… I want you to be happy…” She’d now shifted her gaze fully down at her feet as she shuffled them nervously, nearly glaring at the pants she wore.

“Baby, if you don’t want to wear a dress, you don’t have to. If you didn’t want to, you could’ve told me. I’m not gonna force you to wear it… Have you been…. wearing your comfy clothes just when you’re home alone?” She bit her lip in an attempt to stop her tears from spilling as she ashamedly nodded her head.

“I’m sorry…” She whimpered again, the broken sound of her voice broke Eijirou’s heart as he moved forward and wrapped Y/n in a hug.

“Oh, baby shark… You don’t have to be sorry. And you don’t have to wear a dress if you don’t want to. I love you just the way you are. If it makes you uncomfortable, then don’t wear those dresses, okay? I’m not gonna stop loving you if you wear pants and a hoodie.” He spoke softly to her as he cradled her to his chest.

“But-“

“Mm-mm, baby shark. No buts. I want you to be comfy. Why do you think you have to change for me?”

“Cuz.. I can’t.. make you happy if I’m wearing big ugly boy clothes… I don’t want you to leave.. So.. I’ll be more of a girl if you want me to.” He could hear it in her voice that she’s reciting the nasty things her mother had told her. All the jabs and insults and passive aggressive comments and “gifts” had really been drilled into her. It didn’t matter now how much Eijirou had reassured her before how much he loved her and didn’t mind in the slightest what kind of clothes she wore. Her mother had gotten so deep into her head that the moment he expressed any interest in her wearing skirts and dresses and the other shit her mother had gotten her, she became convinced that that’s where her value lie. That he wouldn’t want her anymore if she wasn’t a girly girl.

“Oh, pebble, no… You can make me happy no matter what you wear. And your clothes aren’t ugly, honey. They’re what make you happy. That’s not ugly. Honey, you could wear a potato sack and you’d still make me happy because it’s you who makes me happy not your clothes. I’m not going anywhere, you hear me? I’m not leaving anytime soon. I promise, baby. Hey, look at me,” he lifted her head gently so he could look into her glossy, wet eyes, “you don’t have to be anybody or anything but yourself, okay? It doesn’t matter if you wear a ball gown or a tux or a potato sack. As long as you’re you.” He smiled down at her gently and made her chuckle wetly at his insistence at the potato sack.

“Are you sure..?”

“A hundred- no, A million percent sure.” He leaned down and pressed a kiss to her forehead and smoothed her hair down where it had gotten messy from her tumble.

“Ok.. I love you, Eiji.” She sniffled and leaned into him, relishing in his warmth surrounding her like a protective blanket.

“I love you too, pebble.” He smiled and kissed the top of her head.

“Do you actually wanna see me in a potato sack, though?”

They laughed for a solid 5 minutes before they calmed down and Eijirou could wipe the tears off her face.

“What do you say we get rid of those dresses now?”

“… Can we burn the ridiculously frilly ones?”

“… I’ll call Bakubro.”

#kirishima eijiro x reader #eijirou kirishima x reader #kirishima x reader #tomboy!reader #hurt/comfort #angst to fluff #insecurity #kirishima eijirou is a big teddybear #bnha x reader #mha x reader #boku no hero academia x reader #my hero academia x reader #bnha imagines #mha imagines #spiderlily spells

[delawaredetroit]

Sigh. Kirishima is a bit of a mess here. He just survived something that would kill most people, but he immediately turns to whining about how he's not unique enough when someone shows up who has a quirk with similar properties to his.

Tetsutetsu's surprised face and Kaminari's comment on the next panel say it all. Kirishima is actually very fortunate to have an extremely versatile quirk, but he can't even see that past his wish to be flashy and stand out. He lashes out at Tetsutetsu solely due to his existence provoking his insecurity without explanation. In this way, he's actually quite similar to Bakugou

#bnha reread #bnha chapter 25 #bnha #kirishima eijirou #bakugou katsuki #tetsutetsu tetsutetsu #by similar to bakugou i mean bakugou also isn't happy despite being one of the most privileged characters #bc not everyone treats him like the god he thinks he is #and he lashes out at izuku bc his existence provokes his insecurity #never thought that i would find an izuku-tetsutetsu parallel but here we are

[hail-ey-m]

єιנιяσ кιяιѕнιмα—ιηѕє¢υяιтιєѕ

Relationship: romantic

!!TW: Insecurities about weight, appearance, ext.!!

.・。.・゜✭・.・✫・゜・。.

-ˋˏ✄┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈

Dearest Y/n,

Haha sorry for the formal heading, trying to set the mood 😅

Anyways, I overheard you talking to yourself the other day, you were saying something about your insecurities...?

Honestly, I was really surprised! I can't believe there are things you don't like about yourself.

I mean, you are absolutely amazing in every way! Your personality is so endearing!

You're laugh is so infectious and cute! The way you talk is so soothing to me, I could fall asleep listening to you talk, not in a bad way- like you could lull me to sleep. You're stomach is so beautiful! Everything about you is beautiful, really.

It really pains me to know you can't see the beauty in yourself that I can see!

But worry not, for I will do everything in my power to make your beauty apparent to you!

I will hype you up 100x more, give you more compliments, anything! This is a promise!

Love,

Eijiro ♡

-ˋˏ✄┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈

© 2023 Shiggy | All Rights Reserved | No portion of this work may be used or adapted in any way without the author's explicit consent.

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[willowser]

not to make love island kirishima into Bummer island, but !! finally getting the courage to sit him down and lay it all out — the gnawing insecurity, the guilt you’ve been harboring because of it. loving how big his heart is, but wishing he’d save more of it just for you )):

and… my boy has a full head-in-hands moment because !!! he feels awful, but he’s mostly just shocked ??  it hadn’t even occurred to him that you’d feel jealous or threatened. because from his perspective, all the other islanders are either flirting for the fun of it or are just trying to be friendly. and you’d just kinda balk at him bc ???? surely he can see that everyone and their mother wants him??  but all he does is shrug noncommittally because — deep down, he doesn’t think he’s all that desirable. at least, not in any meaningful way. he’s just some guy?? a former dumb jock!! that’s it!! 

this is the first time you’ve ever seen him look sad or unsure of himself !! as he admits that he never thought someone would care deeply enough about him that they would ever feel scared of losing him.  kiri has two big revelations that day: he had been hurting you. you thought he was worth hurting for. 🥺🥺

(ok now i gotta lighten the mood real quick !!! i’m imagining after this talk he starts to get better about setting boundaries and letting people down gently but it’s so Embarrassing sometimes bc a newcomer will be like, “you’re so big! i bet you give the best cuddles” 😏😏 and he’s just like 😁 “you’ll have to ask my girl!”  he’s doing his best ok ☠️☠️ )

JORDAN you always come into my inbox and BREAK MY HEART AKHFAKHFAKAF your additions are always so moving and emotional and well-written and you're so big brained ????? THIS IS SO PERFECT AFAHGKAH i...don't even have anything to add because you've said it perfectly 🥺🥺🥺 this is exactly how i imagine it, as well !!!!! 🥺🥺🥺 WAAAAAH kissing you !!!!

#bowing at your feet as always jordan dear #WISHING HE'D SAVE MORE OF IT FOR YOU WAAAAHHH #i agree literally so much he doesn't even get that everyone wants him #he just doesn't even know how to accept that #and he can't believe you've been feeling threatened ?? INSECURE ABOUT IT ??? ABOUT LOSING HIM ??? 🥺🥺🥺 #WAAAHHH he feels SO BAD KAHGFKAHGKAH #and him setting boundaries HOW CUTE I'M KISSING HIM !!!! KISSING HIM !!! #so tempted to create love island kiri tag and name it 'bummer island' LMAOOOOO #✿ ask willow #✿ thoughts: kirishima #✿ theme: bummer island kiri

[pinkykats-place]

BakuDeku ft. Jealous Midoriya

SFW

AO3 Fanfic Recommendations

Disclaimers!

None of the stories linked below are mine.

All are SFW … still read AO3 tags.

Credit to @spatziline for the art.

Note: If you read any of these stories and like them please let the author know with a kudos and/or comment!

His by sister_elric

Summary: Izuku would like to consider himself a pretty level headed individual. Sure, he had the occasional tunnel vision, especially when it came to training. And hero work. And Kacchan. But, overall, Midoriya felt as though he typically kept his cool. Well, maybe that was a stretch. But, at the very least he could understand his own emotions.

So, it surprised even him when an unfamiliar emotion coursed through him as a first year approached his boyfriend, Katsuki.

What did she want?

One Shot | Second Year au

The Way You Make Me Feel by lostintheclouds321

Summary: Izuku doesn't understand how Kirishima befriended Kacchan so easily when Izuku has always been pushed to the side. What was so different between the two of them such that Kacchan will never let him get close?

{One Shot}

Wildfire by RunningInRoses

Summary: A wildfire rages inside Izuku's head, taking his functioning brain cells with it.

He knows he shouldn't be so irrationally angry. He knows.

- - -

A fic in which Izuku is jealous over how touchy Bakugo lets Kirishima get with him. They duke it out because that's the only way they've ever known.

One Shot | SFW

dry your smoke-stung eyes by gravitates

Summary: And then one day, Shimizu cracks a joke, and Kacchan is laughing. It’s a beautiful sound, cutting through the atmosphere like something wild and carefree, accompanied by the feral grin curling his mouth. But Izuku hears it like the shattering of glass, or maybe that’s the sound of his heart breaking.

Where his body used to turn away, Kacchan is now leaning closer to her, the distance between them collapsing centimetre by centimetre as the weeks stretch. And all Izuku can think is, I want to sit with you during lunch too. I want to make you laugh like that in front of everyone too.

There's a new girl who keeps following Kacchan around. Jealous doesn't seem quite enough to describe what Izuku feels.

{One Shot}

Quirkless & Support Course Deku

keep you like an oath by gravitates

Summary: Because once upon a time, he’d dreamed of becoming Kacchan’s hero partner too, saving the world together as a wonder duo. And doesn’t everything boil down to this, the fact that he could never be that person? Camie—dazzling, beautiful, who has an illusion quirk. Izuku—plain, invisible, quirkless. It’s this line between them that determines who gets to hold Kacchan’s hand in the open, and who gets to be kept as a secret.

Whose love gets celebrated, and whose love gets condemned.

— — —

Kacchan and Izuku get caught together on a tabloid. To divert the rumours, Kacchan's agency makes him fake date Camie.

{One Shot}

Aged Up AU | Quirkless Midoriya

No Longer His (Was He Ever?) by Inkspill7

Summary: Izuku overhears Katsuki confessing his feelings to Kirishima.

Complete | 5 Chapters | Second Yr au

You belong with me by KTDKJ0LYNE

Summary: So no, Izuku wasn't usually prone to jealousy, but in this moment he felt a very ugly feeling shoot down his spine.

— — —

Or: Izuku has anxiety, Katsuki is an idiot, and Shinsou is a lifesaver.

{One Shot}

Just Friends by KittKatt420

Summary: A new hero has transferred into the agency and much to Izuku’s dismay, she's an old friend of Kacchan's: Camie Utsushimi! And she has replaced Izuku as Kacchan’s partner for not only their usual patrols, but for their summer PR event too. And when rumors begin to circulate that Kacchan is dating his new partner, Izuku can’t understand why she begins to feel so jealous- or why Kacchan begins to invade her thoughts the way he does. But the more she sees them together the more she feels like this.

Is Kacchan really dating Camie? And will Izuku be able to confront her own feelings for Bakugo and confess?

Complete | 3 Chapters

Pro Hero au | Female Midoriya

Rated - Teen & Up

Kacchan by Eternal_writes

Summary: It’s one thing for Midoriya to call Bakugou, Kacchan. It's another thing entirely for Denki to call Bakugou, Kacchan. And what shocked him the most was that he got away with it. He expected to die on the spot. He expected to explode. And then everyone else started calling him Kacchan too, and nothing comes of it. So they keep doing it, and something unexpected happens. They realize it’s not Bakugou they should’ve been afraid of. Not by a long shot.

— — —

Or the 5 times that Class 3-A got away with calling him Kacchan, and the one time they didn’t.

{One Shot}

Rated - Teen & Up

"Ugly, Ugly Jealousy" by the_fanfic_addict2423

Summary: He didn’t get it.Izuku just couldn’t wrap his head around it.It wasn’t anything strange about today, another Saturday afternoon, another day of Class 2A piling into the common room of UA’s dorms for their weekend off. They could watch movies, play games, but the majority of the time they simply chose to chat about nothing and everything all the same. They’ve been together for nearly two years now and they were family. They were his family. Especially after all they’ve faced together. So, why did this strange feeling bubble in his chest whenever he was around them?

Complete | 3 Chapters | Second Yr au

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[rriotzine]

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[saiibeo]

// A small PSA but I might be adding River and Lydia’s BNHA verses here basically as side muses to use. It’ll be almost like a multimuse, but the main fronting muse will still be Corvus.

I say this because since Corvus is mostly BNHA with 4 other non-BNHA verses while the other two are a wide variety but are mainly from completely different book and video game storylines, it would be much easier for me to manage those verses here. Especially since that verse isn’t heavily used in Riv’s main blog and I have yet to even possibly add it to Lydia’s.

TLDR: you guys might be getting the winged lion and vampire pro-heroes here, because they’re likely to be mentioned in Corvus’ main verse threads anyway.

on that note I may even add Akira as another side muse but that remains to be seen.

#☠⟼❛ᴄʀᴏᴡ ꜱqᴜᴀᴡᴋꜱ❜ / ooc #// I’ll likely reblog this for morning and afternoon crowd tomorrow because it’s like 4 AM here but- #// If I didn’t say it now I would forget LMAO #// I’ve also been tempted to write canon muses a bit because I have done so with my best friend buuuut #// We’ll see I get very insecure writing canon it scares me 🤺 #// All-Might is someone I write often on discord along with Overhaul and Kirishima #// But writing anything canon where more than one person can see? spooky.

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The Family

Ship: Kirishima Eijirou/Amajiki Tamaki

Summary: Some civilians come up to Eijirou and Tamaki while theyre on their way to their picnic date because they recognize them from the Shie Hassaikai mission. Eijirou is happy to talk to them, but seems a little gloomy. Tamaki asks about it and gets a look into Eijriou’s past that he didn’t expect. 

Word Count: 2.7k

Requested By: n/a

Warnings/Tags: canon compliant, yakuza, kirishima’s backstory, Kirishima’s family is mentioned, kirishima’s family isn’t the greatest people, Alternate Universe - Mafia, Mafia AU  Sort of, but not really, post shie hassaikai arc, kirishima eijirou needs a hug, insecure kirishima eijirou, protective amajiki tamaki, anxious amajiki tamaki, amajiki tamaki is a good friend, light angst, coming clean, mainly cannon compliant, alternate universe - yakuza, there’s the tag i was looking for, yakuza, backstory

Author’s Note: So, i saw someone say something about Eiji possibly being from a Yakuza background a while back, and when i was rewatching the Shie Hassaikai arc i realized that is totally fits. So i wrote it. This is completely impulsive and self indulgent but when i asked Emma to talk me out of it she encouraged it instead so…..

Also sorry for the late post, i didn't notice i forgot yesterday until i saw the missed event on my calendar this morning.

If you guys are feeling a part two lmk cause i'm seriously considering it.

Ao3

He’d thought it was done with when the mission was over. Don’t get him wrong, he was happy with how it turned out, Overhaul needed to be stopped and Eri needed to be saved. Plus those quirk bullets were insane and shouldn’t be allowed into circulation. But stuff involving organized crime always hits a little close to home for Eijirou.

He didn’t mean to react that way when the two civilians came up to him. He was actually really thankful for their gratitude and a little stoked that they noticed him. Especially since he was still a first year student, and in no way a well known hero. However, there was a bitter taste in being known for taking down an organization so similar to the one he knew. 

So even though it made him feel down he talked to them, accepting their compliments. Lord knows Tamaki wasn’t about to do so without his help, though he was getting better about those things it’s still okay to not want to talk to strangers.  

“Oh wow! Thanks! I didn’t really think anyone noticed me, I mean i’m not really well known,” He rubbed the back of his neck, a grin on his face. 

“You don’t have to be well known to be totally cool! Your name’s Red Riot, right? And you’re Suneater? If it’s not too much of a bother, can we have a picture?” The civilian asked, looking over at Tamaki where he had hidden himself partially behind Eijirou. 

He turned to his boyfriend and studied his face closely. He knew he was sometimes uncomfortable in situations like this, so he thought it best to check. He turned to talk softly into Tamaki’s ear, “Is that okay, babe? Are you cool with taking a photo?”

Tamaki blushed, as he always did at the pet name. Eijirou had made sure it was okay to call him that in public, but he still does it sparingly because he respects Tamaki’s shyness. Despite the redness on his cheeks he nodded and moved out from behind Eijirou, though he stayed pressed close to his side. 

“Awesome!” The other civilian said, and handed over their phone. They took one each with the two heroes, before taking the phone back and taking one larger photo. It took a second to get Tamaki to smile, but it was worth it. So goddamn adorable. 

Once they had their pictures they thanked the heroes politely and left. That’s when Eijirou let his smile drop, but only a little. He was a little cheery from seeing Tamaki do something like that. He was proud. 

“Eijirou?” He looked up at the taller boy and his mood was immediately downcast when he noticed the worry in his eyes. “You didn’t have to do that if you didn’t want to, you know. I know you’re usually friendly to everyone, but when you’re not feeling like it it’s okay to say no.” Tamaki spoke softly. 

Eijirou smiled sadly, “It isn’t that Tamaki, I did want to take that picture with them.”

The taller boys' brows furrowed, “Then what is it?”

“It’s not really important. And I don't want to ruin our date by thinking about it.” He slipped his hand into Tamaki’s and interlocked their fingers. “Let’s go over there and set up our stuff, yeah?”

He didn’t wait for a response before pulling Tamaki over to a clear spot a little ways away from the rest of the people in the park, in the shade of a tree. He let go of his hand only to set down the basket and lay out their blanket. He sat down against the tree and beckoned Tamaki to come lean against him while he retrieved some sodas from their basket. 

“You know you can tell me anything right,” Tamaki wouldn’t meet his eyes, but that’s how Eijirou knew he meant it. 

The last thing Eijirou wanted to do was lie to Tamaki, or intentionally keep a secret. So he made sure to look his boyfriend in the eyes and tell him exactly what he was thinking. “You might not like it, as a hero.”

Tamaki seemed to ruminate on this for a moment before deciding, “It doesn’t matter, if it’s what’s bothering you I want to be there for you.”

Kirishima wasn’t going to keep this from him, especially when he more than anyone deserved to know. 

“I was born into a fairly well known family, but not in the way you would think.” He launched into his story.

“We weren’t famous because we were rich, though we did live comfortably. We were famous because we were dangerous. 

“When I was a kid I didn't know any better, because I'd never known another way of life. I grew up thinking I would be just like everyone else I knew with tattoos on my skin and a gun at my hip. 

“I came from a family higherup in the Yakuza sect where I lived in Chiba. Don’t get it mixed up, we were not the boss’s family. Well not really. He was a second cousin I think. I was the oldest kid in my family, so it was my job to try and climb up in the ranks. 

“I was supposed to do pretty much whatever I was told without question. I didn’t really think anything was wrong with it. I was loyal to my family. I loved them alot and I still do. But over the years they went farther and farther. 

“It used to be simple things, being around as a kid so things wouldn’t get so bloody. It didn’t always work, but the presence of a child always weighs on a conscience. Eventually I was sent out to make deals with local gangs when I got a little older, so that the members of the small-time gangs wouldn’t feel trapped like they would if one of the older higher ups came around. 

“Really my job was to make friends. And I was okay with it. When I got into middle school and actually went to school with other people and kids my age, I started to learn that that isn’t how it is. Those kids didn’t start working immediately like that, and they most certainly didn’t commit crimes. 

“I really need to emphasize that I never knew anything outside of the Yakuza then. I was a Brother. And that’s what I would always be. I was taught that heroes were celebrities who didn’t do anything but hinder business, and lock up family. 

“I didn’t learn that heroes were there to help until I was a good chunk into middle school. At that point they started to trust me more. I’d been in the business my whole life, and 13 years is an accomplishment if you didn’t grow up in  The Family. 

“So one day, I was talking to some local gang leader. A high schooler not much older than me. I’d been told it was an alliance we were trying to make, hopefully keep the younger ones out of trouble and out of enemy territory. And it would be an added bonus to have the extra man power along with keeping them in check. This time, instead of just befriending him and being a messenger, you know giving times and locations for meetings, I was told to come with. 

“I didn’t think much of it at the time, I seriously thought it was just because I was older now and I had earned their trust. And that was part of it, but not all of it. It was also a loyalty test, to see what I would do given more information. 

“So I brought the guy to the meeting place and wasn’t too surprised to see my boss. Not the boss, just the guy who was in charge of me and some of the other younger ones. However instead of peacefully brokering an alliance, my boss pulled out a gun. Surrender or die, simple as that. 

“The guy didn’t choose to surrender. Before that day I had never worried about what happened to the people I brought in. But after all I could think about was the possibility that they had killed more of them. How many people had they killed? How many people had I killed. After all it was my fault, I was the one that brought them there.”

Eijirou had focused his gaze on a spot on the blanket between him and Tamaki. He couldn’t look him in the face for that last bit. He was too ashamed of himself. But now that he had said that he looked the other boy in the eyes.

He was surprised to see a look he had never seen before. He had been fearing seeing disgust on his face, but not being able to tell was much worse. He opened his mouth to speak again only to be interrupted by Tamaki. 

“You didn’t kill anyone.” His indigo gaze was hard set and stubborn as he looked Eirjiou in the eyes. “None of that was your fault.”

Eijirou had never seen Tamaki so fierce and protective. He knew what he was capable of, that was for sure. He’d seen him in action, and seen the look in his eyes when he’s doing hero work and saving people. But this was not even close. He looked almost angry. Eijirou looked down again, but Tamaki cupped his cheek with his palm and made sure he looked him in the eyes. 

“You didn’t kill anyone,” He said more firmly this time. “Would you blame Eri for all of the people the Hassaiki shot with those bullets?” 

Eijirou’s eyes widened, “Of course not! She was just a kid, and Overhaul was using her. She didn’t have any means of escape-” he sputtered before realizing what he was saying with a sigh. That’s when he knew that the anger in Tamaki’s gaze wasn’t towards him. 

Tamaki smiled, but the hard look didn’t go away. “None of that is your fault, it’s only a product of your circumstances.”

Eijirou took a deep breath, knowing that Tamaki was right. He had to finish though, or he would be too much of a coward to do it later. “Can I keep talking? There's a little more…”

Tamaki took Eijirou’s hand and squeezed it tight. 

This time Eijirou didn’t look away from his eyes. 

“Even though there was a lot going on in my mind, I knew better than to show it. Even if the Yakuza is all about loyalty, and heart, and guts. About Integrity, no one ever showed their true feelings. They believed it made them weak. They used me for that exact reason, I knew how to blend in. So that’s exactly what I did. I pretended that none of it bothered me, beyond some initial surprise. I stayed there and awaited my next orders, only this time I knew I wouldn’t follow through. 

“I didn’t go home right away that night. I walked around and thought things through. I left territory so no one would bother me, and hung out in some out of the way cafe. I knew  The Family would still want to use me. Yakuza isn’t something you just leave. I knew that very well, and I had heard of what happened to those that did. 

“So I laid low for a little bit. I told my family that I was struggling with school a little bit and if I wanted to stay at the top of the scores I should lay off work for a while. As much as they didn’t like the idea of me stopping, they figured me staying at the top of the class was better. At least it showed that I was smart and had some sense. I made some friends at school, and discovered Crimson Riot: The Chivalrous Hero. 

“It’s obvious I liked him for his ideals. He was all about bravery and chivalry. Guts, and integrity. Manliness. A Lot like The Family. Except he did it right. He didn’t kill people. He didn’t claim territory for himself, and he didn’t force children to do his bidding. I immediately looked up to him. 

“I played nice for a while, but when my family tried to get me to work again I refused. I told them that it wasn’t manly and that I wouldn't do it. The fact that I was about 13 didn’t help though, they thought I was just going through a rebellious phase. They let me just go through school and hoped it would pass. 

“After that incident with the gang leader I decided I would do everything I could to keep people from getting hurt. I used to try and chase down bullies, even though I wasn't very strong and my quirk could barely harden my skin back then. One of the girls in my class ended up chasing off most of the bullies anyway after I failed. 

“One day after school in my third year I was walking around town, avoiding going home when this villain cornered two girls from my school. I wanted so badly to help them, to run over and tell the villain to fuck off. But I couldn't. The second time I tried to, I froze. But the same girl, the one would get rid of the bullies, didn’t freeze. She jumped in and saved those girls. 

“She inspired me so much. I went home that day, and when my parents handed me an application for some high school they wanted me to go to and told me I'd be getting the tattoos I told them no. I said I would absolutely not be getting those tattoos, because I wasn't going to be a killer like the rest of them. 

“They tried over and over again for the next few weeks. But I had decided against it and I wasn't going to change my mind. I had been training a little bit since I needed to know how to protect myself a little bit in that line of business, but I upped it a lot during those last weeks of middle school. I told myself that I wasn't going to be weak. I wasn’t going to freeze. And I was going to be brave like that girl. 

“One of my friends told me a couple days after the incident with the villain that that girl was going to apply for U.A. and that they thought she would get it. Applying for U.A. hadn’t crossed my mind until then, since I never really thought about heroes in any other context than ‘i want to be like crimson riot because he’s not a murderer.’

“So I worked hard and got into U.A. My parents kicked me out then, once they found out I got in. So I went to live with that girl for a while, before the dorms were opened. 

“The reason I was a little gloomy when those people came up to us congratulating us on taking down the Shie Hassaikai was because the Hassaikai was very similar to The Family. And a lot of their Brothers reminded me of some people I knew. I feel bad for feeling guilty about it, but the Yakuza will always leave a bitter taste in my mouth. 

“The good thing is that I got to where I am now, and that I am not a murderer like the rest of The Family.” Eijirou finished, but before he could catch his breath Tamaki’s lips were on his. 

The kiss burned hot and fast, and before he knew it Tamaki was pulling away and looking him in the eyes. “I would never think of you differently because of this. You are Red Riot, and you are Manly, and you save lives. And I would never stop loving you just because of what happened when you were a kid.”

Eijirou didn’t notice he had tears welling up until Tamaki wiped them away as they fell. “You love me?” He sniffed. 

Tamaki blushed, “I-” 

“I love you too.” Eijirou smiled, and pressed their lips back together. This time the kiss was slower, but not devoid of feeling. By the time they came up for air their sodas would be flat, and their lips swollen. But they would still be happy, because they were in love, and they would be through anything the world threw at them.

#canon compliant #yakuza #kirishima's backstory #kirishima's family mentioned #kirishima's family isn't the greatest people #alternate universe - mafia #mafia au #sort of #but not really #post shie hassaikai arc #kirishima eijirou needs a hug #insecure kirishima eijirou #protective amajiki tamaki #anxious amajiki tamaki #amajiki tamaki is a good friend #and a good boyfriend #light angst #coming clean #alternate universe - yakuza #backstory #fanfiction #fanfic #my hero academia #angst #boku no hero academia #grey and emma #fluff #angst and fluff

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Years Later We Fit Together

Summary: Squad Nights are held at Shouto and Hanta’s house, emotions get high as they play game after game, truth or dare spilling admissions off liquid heady tongues. Izuku and Hitoshi have talked about it often enough that a dare to kiss an old crush only has them feeling giddy, but they hadn’t expected the reasoning to be the same for Eijirou and Katsuki when the same dare falls onto them. It’s been years of feeling these things for more than their significant others, and Hitoshi, Izuku, Eijirou, and Kats finally do something about it.

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Sidenote: This is a polyfic and ends with ShinDekuKiriBaku getting together!

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It’s squad night at Shouto and Hanta’s house, and Izuku and Hitoshi are cuddled together as some of their friends come join them and form a circle on the floor. Eijirou and Katsuki plop across from them, and Katsuki’s hand lays on Eijirou’s thigh, thumb rubbing in the same rhythm as the thumb on Izuku’s waist.

Mina starts them off, daring Kyoka to send a TikTok video about how her soulmate’s name starts with M to Momo who is at home because she has an early patrol. Kyoka’s cheeks are red when she pulls Denki into telling them that he has a crush on TetsuTetsu. They go round and round until Izuku finally chooses dare.

“Holy shit, you meant to say dare, right?” asks Denki in a giddy way before a smirk curls his lips at Izuku’s nod. “I dare you to kiss one of your old crushes, from UA, if they’re here, but it can’t be Hitoshi.”

Izuku hums, tilting his head back to meet the eyes of his boyfriend of three years, and he asks, “Which one should I kiss? One or two?”

“Go for two, bunny.” replies Hitoshi with a knowing grin as Izu pouts at him for a moment.

“Wait-Hitoshi, y-you- Are you actually gonna let him kiss an old crush?” asks Denki in shock as he looks at Hitoshi, drawing their friends’ attention.

“Of course, I am. We’ve talked about it before, and that’s all I have to say about it. Go on, bunny.” replies Hitoshi as he gives everyone a half-glare, daring them to test him, before nodding at Izuku.

“Hey, Eiji, can I kiss you?” asks Izuku as he switches to his knees, leaning back on his legs as he talks to Eijirou, looking solely at Eijirou despite knowing he and Katsuki have been dating going on five years.

“What’re you waiting for, Izu? I’d love a kiss.” replies Eijirou with a wide grin before he winks at Izuku.

Izuku crawls across the circle until his knees meet Eijirou’s crossed legs, then he brings his hands up to cup Eijirou’s cheeks lightly. Eijirou’s hands settle at his waist, and he leans up to meet Izuku in the middle. Their lips slot together easily after a moment, and Izuku melts into the warmth of Eijirou, hands slipping back until they sit in strands of red hair. The kiss stays innocent, only hesitant brushes of tongues over lips, as their heads tilt, and their lips move together lightly. It’s slow and sweet, completely unhurried.

“Alright, I’m pretty sure your boyfriends are jealous enough.” comes Mina’s voice loud, and a bit panicked.

“Not jealous, pinky.” sneers Katsuki with a knowing look, a smirk appears as Izuku and Eijirou pull apart.

“Definitely not jealous. How was he, bunny?” asks Hitoshi as he leans back on his hands, smirking as Izuku crawls back over to him, plopping in his lap happily.

“As amazing as we thought it’d be. Ei is an amazing kisser, Kacchan’s bragging was as it usually is. Impeccable spot on.” replies Izuku in a giddy tone, bright smile pointed at Katsuki before it goes devious. “Denki, truth or dare? No reverse takes.”

“Wait, you can’t… I swear I said-” argues Denki as his brows scrunch together.

“Sparky, you forgot to say no reverse takes. Hanta was right, that’s a fun rule for revenge.” says Katsuki with a smirk that matches Izuku and Hitoshi’s grins.

“Ah, don’t forget Sho’s addition, it’s fun too. The target who forgets to say no reverse takes has to pick the choice of the one asking.” says Hanta as he passes his blunt over to Katsuki.

“Wha-? We didn’t agree on that.” says Denki in a high-pitched voice that tapers off as everyone turns to give him the look, “Don’t lie to us.” Denki visibly deflates in his place between Mina and Kyoka. “Alright, alright. Dare it is.”

“I dare you to put on a blindfold and try whatever concoction Kacchan and Hanta come up with. Drinks only, of course.” replies Izuku innocently as his head lolls back almost into Mina’s lap so he can look at Denki.

“And if I choose the punishment?” asks Denki suspiciously yet curious as he narrows his eyes at Izuku while Mina’s hands run through green curls.

“Then you’ve gotta call and tell Pops that you short-circuited the station in the middle of his serenade to Dad on his birthday.” says Hitoshi with a devilish grin while Izuku giggles.

Izuku guides Hitoshi’s face to his, leaning up for a slow kiss, and when he pulls back, his pride shines in his eyes as he says, “And that’s my kitten. All up to you now, Denki.”

“Fine, I’ll- I’ll do the dare.” grumbles Denki with a petulant pout that has Kyoka and Mina cuddling up to him.

“Don’t worry, Denks, I won’t let him disintegrate your tastebuds through a drink.” says Hanta with a cheeky grin as he and Katsuki stand.

“I’m never gonna taste again.” whines Denki pitifully and Izuku can’t help his giggles. “Oh, I’ll get you back for this, Izu.”

Ten minutes later, Denki’s got a jug of milk and heated cheeks while Izuku’s giggling and Katsuki’s smirking like he won the lottery, or number one hero maybe. It’s Hanta’s turn after he chose dare and had to do the spiderman kiss with Shouto per Mina’s dare request.

“While it would be fun to go after Mina simply because she didn’t say not to, Katsuki hasn’t been in the spotlight yet. So, bro, truth or dare?” asks Hanta with a sharp grin that has Katsuki smirking for some reason.

“Glad to have a chance, tape arms, I’ll do dare.” replies Katsuki with that same smirk and a knowing tone as Eijirou snorts.

“I’ll take a page out of Kami’s book for you. I dare you to kiss one of your old crushes, but it can’t be Kiri. And no reverse questions.” says Hanta as he grins wide and lifts his cup up to his mouth.

“Hey! Why am I in trouble?” whines Eijirou as he leans forward to pout at Hanta.

“Because you were on drink duty tonight, and you forgot the whiskey!” huffs Hanta as he scowls playfully at Eijirou.

“I told him no because Mina can’t handle it, yet somehow she never manages to stay away from it. Now, babes, who should I kiss?” asks Katsuki as he nudges Eijirou with a curious tone and an excited smirk.

“I’d say the other one since I kissed him.” replies Eijirou brightly as he leans up to lightly kiss Katsuki on the cheek, excitement brimming in his red eyes.

“Yo, eyebags, you good for a kiss?” calls Katsuki as he tilts his head at Hitoshi, an arched brow daring Hitoshi.

“Sure, Blasty, I’m down. But are you coming over here or do I gotta come to you?” asks Hitoshi with a smirk as he leans back on his hands.

Katsuki chuckles before he unwraps himself from around Eijirou, and he’s moving across the circle until his knees hit Hitoshi’s crisscrossed legs. He’s in a similar position as Izuku was in, but he takes it a single step further by bringing Hitoshi’s legs out flat and straddling his knees.

“Does that answer your question, Mindfreak?” asks Katsuki, smirking as he sits on his lap and pulls him closer by the hand he’s wrapped in his shirt.

“Seems to answer it perfectly, Explosion Murder.” replies Hitoshi with a smirk as his hands come up and rest on Katsuki’s hips.

Katsuki rolls his eyes before slipping his hands up to cup Hitoshi’s face and leaning in to press their lips together a bit harshly at first before Hitoshi tilts his head and slackens his mouth to ease the kiss. It becomes a delicate thing. Their lips are slotting together lightly as Hitoshi’s hands slide up his back, and the only difference between the kiss between their significant others and this one, is the innocence of it.

It’s like just pressing their lips together is everything they need, and Katsuki makes a needy little mewl, almost silent enough to be ignored, as he presses closer and wraps his arms around Hitoshi’s neck, leaning up until he’s just slightly taller than Hitoshi. Katsuki forces himself back, but his eyes stay closed as his chest moves with the almost panting breaths leaving his lungs.

“Well, damn Blasty, that was one hell of a kiss.” says Hitoshi sweetly, and Katsuki’s eyes flutter open as he half-heartedly moves to glare at the purple haired man.

Only, Katsuki’s caught off guard by the softness in those eyes, this ease that Katsuki only sees pointed at Izuku from those amethyst eyes. One of those warm hands that are still resting on his back skims around to the front and reaches up to cup one of Katsuki’s cheeks, making him feel like melting.

“Fucking mindfreak… you aren’t that bad, I guess.” mutters Katsuki as he tries to growl at the man, feeling too soft to make it a real threat.

“Eiji, I think you’re gonna have to come get Kacchan. He wasn’t ready for my kitten’s kisses.” giggles Izuku from where he’s leaning over onto Hitoshi’s arm, fondness in his eyes that Katsuki almost mistakes as being meant for him.

“Fuck you, Deku.” growls Katsuki as he pushes himself off of Hitoshi’s lap, and Eijirou comes up behind him as he pouts grouchily.

“Well, hot damn… That was almost as hot as Eiji and Izu’s kiss… And that’s saying something.” says Denki loudly enough to break up the weird tension between the four of them, pulling everyone’s attention to him.

“I can’t believe you four are actually okay with your partner kissing somebody else. Couldn’t be me.” calls Mina, sounding faraway almost like she’s in the kitchen, which is highly likely.

“We’re secure in our relationships, and what we want is our business, nobody else’s. Anyways, I think it’s time for movies and sleep. Who’s with me?” asks Izuku brightly as he changes the conversation focus to their last plans for the night, a sleepover.

“The guest rooms are where they always are, but Izu and I gathered blankets and pillows for everybody as well. They’re stacked over by the archway for everybody to choose what they want!” announces Shouto as he takes the bait and helps Izuku move things along, pointing over at the two large stacks of sleep necessities.

“I still can’t believe your dad bought us this house as an engagement present. But it makes squad nights so much easier. We’ll stay out here for a movie or two, but then we’re so retiring to our rooms. I’m feeling exhausted already.” says Hanta softly from his side, looking blissed out and absolutely stoned.

“You are toasted tape-arms.” chuckles Katsuki as he falls to lay on his back, head tilting back against the floor to look at his friend, ignoring the fond smile he sees on Eijirou’s face before he goes to get them some blankets and a pillow or two. “I’m down for at least one movie, but I am not dealing with all of you idiots staying in the living room when there are like six guest rooms in this fuckin’ place.”

“Don’t worry! Me and Kyo decided we were taking a guest room already, and Denks is coming with us because we all want cuddles when we drink.” calls Mina happily as she skips into the room with a bottle that looks suspiciously like whiskey.

“Who the fuck brought whiskey?” yells Katsuki as he rolls to his stomach and glares at Hanta.

“I didn’t do it, I swear! And we didn’t have any here, that’s why I asked for some.” says Hanta in a panic, hands raised in surrender as he looks at Katsuki.

“It’s not whiskey, you buzzkill. It’s rum, and I’m drinking it. But I’m heading to the room, not really in the mood for movies.” replies Mina as she sticks her tongue out at Katsuki.

“We’ll come with you!” exclaims Denki after a moment as he interrupts Katsuki and Mina’s stare down.

“Yay! We’re gonna have a mini party while you guys enjoy your movies!” cheers Mina as she turns with a wide smile on her lips, and she, Denki, and Kyoka escape down the hall giggling as per usual.

“We’re definitely taking a guest bed, but only because we both have to go to the Comic-Con tomorrow.” says Ochako with a roll of her neck before she lets Tenya pull her up, slightly stumbling into him before she flings her arms around his neck. “Our panel is at noon, and I have to go to UA before it for a sparring session with dadzawa’s class. They decided to talk shit, so he told me I could come handle it.”

“You gonna rock their shit, cheeks?” calls Katsuki with a snort as he sits up on his knees.

“Damn straight I am. Don’t worry, I’ll save some for you Blasty.” replies Ochako with a smirk that matches Katsuki’s terrifyingly well.

“Good, ‘cause I’m coming for ‘em in two days, and I’m going to make ‘em cry.” huffs Katsuki proudly as he pushes himself into a standing position.

“Alright, anyone else planning to take a bedroom, or are you four staying out here?” asks Hanta as he interrupts their little smirky stare-down.

“We can take the pull-out couch, as long as Kacchan and Eiji are okay with sharing so none of us have to be on the floor.” calls Izuku from where he and Hitoshi had already migrated over to the couch, his chin hooked over the edge of the couch.

“Sharing a bed with you and Toshi will be fine so long as y’all aren’t afraid of being hot. Kats runs hot, and I do too.” replies Eijirou with a grin as he lightly nudges Katsuki with his knee, blanket and two pillows stacked in his arms.

“Hey, we’re both cold individuals. Trust me, I used to love sharing a bed with Kacchan for that exact reason. Heat is just what we’ll need, otherwise we have to have at least three thick blankets over us both.” says Izuku cheerily as he holds up a corner of the blanket that’s covering him and Hitoshi.

“Well, shit, we should sleep on the outside then. We always end up with space between us anyways, this way we won’t also be drenched in sweat. The nerd always feels like a fuckin’ ice cube, and you and I both know that Eyebags is just as bad.” says Katsuki as he takes a pillow from Eijirou and shakes his head in amusement.

“You’re definitely right, KitKat, then we can all be the perfect temp!” exclaims Eijirou brightly as he turns and heads over to the couch. “Who’s sleeping by who though?”

“Well, you and I cuddled and fell asleep together pretty regularly at UA. So, maybe it’d be smart for tonight to do something we’re used to?” offers Hitoshi thoughtfully as he kills his head back to look at them, tired smile curving his lips.

“Sounds fucking perfect. So, who’s staying out here for the fuckin’ movie?” asks Katsuki with a raised brow as he moves over to the couch as well, slotting himself on the outside of the Hitoshi and Izuku cuddle pile on the pulled-out bed as Eijirou plops down next to Hitoshi.

“Mmm, warm.” murmurs Izuku with a soft, almost silent, moan as he snuggles closer to Katsuki to soak up the warmth bleeding through his grey tee.

“It’s heaven.” whimpers Hitoshi as he pouts conflictedly, looking between Izuku and Eijirou. “Now, hold on a minute. I want Eiji and bunny, what’s with the moving?”

His whine has Katsuki snorting before he’s slightly scooping Izuku up, hand under those thick thighs and around his back. He shuffles over so that Izuku is pressed tightly against Hitoshi, and Katsuki pulls his hands back to himself. He lays one arm along the back of the couch, so he can play with Eijirou’s hair. His other arm rests on his bent right knee, fingers tapping against his kneecap to avoid touching Izuku.

“You realize everybody left, right? Do we still wanna watch a movie or do we wanna sleep?” asks Eijirou with a chuckle as he reaches his own arm to lay over Katsuki’s, fingertips playing with his tee shirt.

“I figured those losers would fuck off to have their alone time. Assholes.” grumbles Katsuki, rolling his eyes before he breathes in sharply through his nose.

There’s a hand on his thigh, on top of the blanket, and it’s slowly moving until it tugs at his forearm. Katsuki’s brows scrunch together as he lets his arm fall over his right leg to lay on his left, and that hand is quick to lay over his. That hand curls around until fingers interlace with his, and Katsuki turns wide eyes on Izuku only to soften at the sight of that smile that Izuku is hiding in purple hair.

“So, I’m thinking no movie.” starts Izuku nervously as he stares at the hair his nose is buried in.

“Because we definitely need to talk about what happened here tonight.” finishes Hitoshi as he carefully lifts his head to unearth Izuku’s blushing face, showing that his own cheeks are burning red.

“W-Who wants to- umm- to start?” stutters Eijirou as he turns to look at all of them before those slightly panicked red orbs lock on Katsuki’s.

“Well, I’ll lay out the facts cause Eiji babes is nervous.” says Katsuki in a low tone before he turns to stare at the TV, his nerves getting the best of him as he lets himself ramble like he does with Eijirou. Katsuki lets himself be comfortable with the other two men that he’s wanted. “According to the dares we had tonight… Izuku had a crush on Eijirou back at UA. I had a crush on Eyebags back at UA. I also had a crush on Eijirou then too, which is why I said yes when he asked me out after graduation. Of course, stupidly, I had feelings for the damn nerd too, but our whole thing was too complicated then for me to even entertain the idea of being good enough for him at the time. Anyone else want to fess up anything?”

“Well, since Kats went first. I’ll follow him, especially since he slightly called me out.” says Eijirou lightly, his nerves raking through his deep voice as he swallows hard and continues. “I definitely had a crush on Izuku back then, which is why I didn’t say no to the kiss offer. I liked Kats from the first day at UA, I was just drawn to him. And Hitoshi, well, I realized I was beginning to gain a crush on you when we started our late-night cuddle sessions after the war.”

“I liked Izuku first, but then I had a study session with Katsuki.” starts Hitoshi as he turns, and Katsuki can feel his eyes on the side of his face before a slender, cool hand comes and forces him to meet those eyes dead on. “Those kinda made it easy for me to realize I was attracted to you. It didn’t take long after joining the Bakusquad for me to start to like you too. And Eijirou, you came out of left field for me. I didn’t think I could like more than the two idiots who were too competitive for their own good. And then I managed to actually fall asleep with you that first night, and it happened more. Realized I liked you too, and that was a messy conversation with dad and pops.”

Hitoshi snuggled backwards into Eijirou as he finished talking, leaning his head back against Eijirou’s shoulder. Katsuki watches those soft lips brush over Eijirou’s jaw, and he chuckles at the wide, red, eyes that meet his.

“Don’t laugh at me KitKat.” whines Eijirou as he pouts at Katsuki.

“It’s hilarious seeing you all wide-eyed about Hitoshi showing you affection because I haven’t seen you like this since the first time I held your hand. Well, aside from after you and Izuku kissed and while he was moving back to his place, you couldn’t stop smiling.” chuckles Katsuki as Eijirou’s face goes red before he hides it in Hitoshi’s shoulder.

“Well, I have a feeling you’ll be in the same predicament when Izuku gets his mouth to work again.” says Hitoshi slyly, a knowing smirk on his lips that has Katsuki narrowing his eyes at him.

“I highly doubt tha-” starts Katsuki lowly before Izuku clears his throat and shuts him up, drawing their attention to him.

“I liked Hitoshi from the sports festival too, that’s I asked him out when he got back from his undercover assignment. But I realized I liked Eiji not long after that, we’d been at the heroes museum, and he was the only one who kept up with my Crimson Riot facts.” rambles Izuku brightly, skimming over his love for Hitoshi because he knew he’d be coming back to it. His thoughts were finally in order, and his hopes for what might come next was building more and more. “It was nice, and we talked for the entire trip, just sitting against a wall in the Crimson Riot hall while everyone else roamed the museum. But Kacchan… I loved Kacchan before I knew what love was. Kacchan was my first love, and I was going to ask him out after the war. But then I overheard Eijirou talking about wanting to ask him out, and I always thought you’d be adorable together. It sucked, knowing two of the people I’d fallen for were going to be together, and I looked into it after that. Then Hitoshi came to me like two weeks before graduation because at some point he’d heard about Eijirou’s plans too, and I knew he’d liked Eijirou, he knew I liked Kacchan. We actually kissed that night, and things got tense, and awkward, before we talked at graduation. We didn’t get together until a year and a half later because he went under.”

“Wait a damn second, babes, why didn’t you tell me you wanted to ask me out after the war?” asks Katsuki quickly, sounding indignant because why the hell didn’t he know that. “Don’t worry, Deku, I’m coming back to you in a second, but this asshole knew I wanted to ask him out then too. He was holding out on me!”

“Same old Kacchan.” giggles Izuku as Katsuki glares at Eijirou who looks like a deer caught in the headlights.

“I-I thought I did tell you that! I swear I told you after you told me! Did I really not tell you?” argues Eijirou weakly, confused at himself as he looks down with scrunched eyebrows.

“No, babes, you didn’t. But I’ll forgive it because Deku told me.” replies Katsuki with a snort before he turns to Izuku with narrow eyes and insecurities welling in his head. “Now, Deku, you’re insane. Eiji’s great, love him, okay, and Eyebags is good too, attractive as all hell. So those two being on your, I love ‘em, list makes perfect sense. However, I treated you like shit for practically our whole lives. And I’m a dick to you still to this day, so like… why?”

“So, you accept that he has feelings, but you don’t understand why he does?” asks Hitoshi softly, head tilting to lean against Eijirou’s.

“That would be it, yeah. I’m an asshole. I still have a hard time understanding why it is that Eijirou loves me, but I’m so fucking grateful for it.” explains Katsuki as he lightly scoots back, crossing his arms around his body, holding himself as he lets himself be honest. “I don’t get why you do either, but it’s Izuku that has me confused as all hell because I don’t think I’ve ever been nice to him. You’ve at least been on the other end of my niceness once or twice.”

“Kacchan, you know you’re a nice guy. You just have an asshole exterior. But you’re nice!” argues Izuku quickly as he turns around and pokes a finger into Katsuki’s chest. “You get me in a way our friends don’t, the same way Toshi is learning too, and you protect me and let me protect you when we patrol together. We have a messy history, sure, but you’ve changed a lot since then. And you care, Kacchan. Who else is gonna make me lunch when I forget about it? Who else is gonna sit with me and help me deal with the stupid paperwork? And who else is going to deal with my stupid nightmare sparring? Toshi does really well, but he’s usually gone when they hit. He handles the comfort afterwards, but you- Kacchan, you help me break it down and get that fear out. You remind me that you’re still here, we’re still here.”

“I knew those fucking nightmares were about the war. The fuck did I tell you about talking to the goddamn counsellor about this? Talking to Eyebags is good too, but Cheri has been there since the war too. She isn’t going to judge you for remembering that bullshit.” growls Katsuki as he poke Izuku in the forehead turning it back on him.

“I do talk to Cheri, I told you I would!” whines Izuku with a pout as he rubs at his forehead lightly.

“I’m gonna kiss Hitoshi while you two work this out, okay?” asks Eijirou loud enough to draw their attention, but quiet enough that it’s only for the four of them.

“Enjoy it!” replies Katsuki as he looks just slightly past Izuku’s curls to smirk at his boyfriend.

“Wait, only if we agree to go on dates when we can this week.” says Izuku quickly, brightly as he turns to look at Eijirou and Hitoshi.

“Well, I guess it’s a good thing I have three days off this week. All of us can have dinner one night too and really talk about this.” replies Hitoshi easily, seeming surprised by the outcome of this situation.

“We can talk more after Kats and Izuku talk this situation out. I’d like to at least figure out what all of this means before we go to bed.” suggests Eijirou shyly as he rubs a hand over his neck.

“We’ll absolutely do that, Eiji. I’m going to talk to Kacchan while you two enjoy yourselves!” exclaims Izuku happily before Hitoshi turns around to look at Eijirou.

Katsuki and Izuku watch as Eijirou leans down to press their lips together, and there’s a heat of arousal spreading through them at the sight. Rather than jealousy, it’s excitement and attraction because those feelings they’d had back then, they never went away.

“Kacchan, I love you a lot.” rambles Izuku as he turns and straddles Katsuki’s hips, cupping his face as he forces their eyes to meet, holding Katsuki’s attention as he talks. “I love how competitive you are in everything you do, the way you make me want to do better just so I can stand on the same level as you. I love how you stand up for us, especially when the media runs with hate. You’re crass and stubborn, but you’re honest and brave. And I love that about you.”

“Why do you always know what to say to make me melt? Like I can’t call myself an asshole without you trying to ease my words.” grumbles Katsuki as he averts his eyes, unable to twist his head out of the hold. It only lasts a second before his sight is filled with flushed, freckled cheeks and shining emerald eyes. “Makes me wanna kiss you, wanna hide you from the fuckin’ world. How does Eyebags let you go out into the world knowing you see the good in people no matter what they might have done or even have done in my case.”

“You wanna kiss me, Kacchan? I really wanna kiss you, but only if you wanna kiss me.” says Izuku softly, the want shining in his eyes as he gets shy, tilting his own head down.

“Always wanna kiss you, don’t know how I managed not to for this fuckin’ long. But I don’t wanna overstep anymore tonight than I already have.” grumbles Katsuki as he averts his eyes again, locking them on their boyfriends as Eijirou kisses down Hitoshi’s neck.

“Not overstepping for me, so if he wants a kiss, I’d say give him one.” groans Hitoshi as his hand latches in red hair, slightly panting as he looks up and meets Katsuki’s eyes.

“KitKat, it’s not overstepping if you’re being given permission and enthusiastic consent.” says Eijirou as he twists to look at his boyfriend, smiling understandingly and nodding encouragingly.

“Enthusiastic consent given, Kacchan, please kiss me.” whines Izuku as he tries to pull Katsuki’s attention back to him, his wanting unable to be ignored.

Katsuki takes a minute, tearing his eyes away from his boyfriend and one of the other men he’s fallen for to look at the vision in front of him. Izuku’s eyes are glossy, his lips are bitten red, and the want shines as he cups Katsuki’s face tightly, a single hand reaching back to thread through spiked blonde hair. Izuku who is looking at him and seeing him, seeing a person he wants as much as he wants Hitoshi, seeing a person he loves.

Katsuki leans forward, nudging Izuku’s nose with his own before slowly brushing their lips together. He pulls back after a moment, eyes flashing open to look at green eyes that fill with more want. Izuku’s diving back in to kiss him again, and Katsuki lets him slot their lips together, his hands falling to hold Izuku’s waist as Izuku sucks on his bottom lip, pulling a groan from Katsuki. It feels right, the feel of Izuku pressing his chest against Katsuki’s, the light tugging of Izuku’s hands in Katsuki’s hair, the heat of Izuku’s back against Katsuki’s hands through his thin t-shirt. Izuku’s letting out quiet mewls, and Katsuki can feel the want surging through him way faster than it should as their tongues meet, as he bullies his way into Izuku’s mouth to memorize the feeling of his mouth. Izuku pulls back this time, only to slip his lips down to Katsuki’s chin, trailing barely there kisses down his neck.

“I don’t want to rush us, especially because we haven’t talked about anything really, and we’re at our friends’ place. But you’re so fucking hot, Kacchan.” murmurs Izuku against his skin, pulling a quiet whine out of Katsuki as he zones back into the heated room, hearing the panting next to them from their boyfriends’.

“We- uh- We stopped for the same reason but fuck you two are hot.” breathes Eijirou from his place around Hitoshi, and Katsuki lolls his head around to look at his boyfriend, smirking at the arousal he sees shining in those eyes.

“Oh trust me, Eiji, Kitten, you two were hot as hell too.” says Izuku as he grins against Katsuki’s neck, his green eyes locking on the image they make just sitting together, chests moving rapidly as they practically pant.

“Can’t get enough of you three, fuck this has to be a dream.” mutters Hitoshi almost too quietly to hear, but Katsuki catches it and sees the way Eijirou’s eyes go wide with worry as Izuku tenses in his lap.

“You three are mine, and I don’t fucking share. So, you’d better realize this isn’t a dream, it’s our reality, Hitoshi.” growls Katsuki seriously as he locks eyes with Hitoshi, trying to convey his honesty through the stare down.

“Are we all going to do this, for real?” asks Izuku as he pulls away from Katsuki’s neck, settling a bit more comfortably on Katsuki’s lap, the distance seeming to ease some of the heated tension in the room. “Are we really going to be together, all four of us?”

“I’d rather like that, if I’m being completely honest, I’d hate to not have this if we all want it.” says Eijirou almost shyly as he answers Izuku quickly.

“Izu and I have been talking about this for ages, so of course, I want it too if we’re all on the same page.” adds Hitoshi vulnerably as he meets each of their eyes before looking down at his lap.

“It sounds like we’re all on the same page because I want all of those things too. We can discuss more over breakfast because we have to talk about boundaries and expectations. For now, we should get some sleep because it’s late, and you know cheeks and speedy aren’t going to be quiet when they leave.” replies Katsuki quietly, a somber tone of sincerity speaking volumes around his nervous words.

“Sleep sounds like a good idea, and we can go to one of our apartments to talk everything out and have breakfast.” cheers Izuku happily as he slips off of Katsuki’s lap to get comfortable on the bed, moving down until he’s lying on his side, back to Katsuki.

Hitoshi and Eijirou hum in agreement before laying down as well, Hitoshi curling into Izuku, their foreheads pressing together a moment before Izuku murmurs, “Go ahead, I know you need it, kitten.”

Hitoshi’s smile is tense and nervous before he exhales harshly through his nose and gives in to Izuku’s encouraging murmurs. Hitoshi rolls to press his back to Izuku’s chest, fitting them together like puzzle pieces as Izuku’s arms wrap around Hitoshi’s body to hug him tightly. Katsuki watches Eijirou lay down next to Hitoshi, curling closer to him, their legs easily getting intertwined as Eijirou cuddles close and lays his long arm across both Izuku and Hitoshi’s waist, hand reaching for Katsuki. Eijirou’s looking at Katsuki expectantly, and Izuku and Hitoshi turn to side-eye Katsuki as well until Katsuki curses under his breath and grabs blankets to cover them up. After they’re all covered, Katsuki fits himself against Izuku’s back, breathing hotly against his neck as he reaches his arm across to hold all of them as best as he can, fingertips lightly gripping Eijirou’s elbow the same way Eijirou’s fingertips are digging into his own. They fall asleep curled together like a perfect puzzle finally pieced together in the right way, it’s easy and comfortable, warm in the best way as they hold each other.

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Just Keigo, Katsuki, Dabi, Kirishima and Tomura reacting to fem!reader catching the bouquet at the wedding! i bet it’s would be so cute! 🥰

I almost caught it at my cousins wedding which is funny cause I thought I was running away from it.

Pairing: Bakugo Katsuki, Kirishima Eijiro, Dabi, Keigo Takami, Tomura Shigaraki x Fem!Reader

Tags: fluff, established relationship, kissing, wedding planning, blushing, teasing

A/N: I would catch the bouquet if Keigo would be my husband.

Bakugo will try to catch it before you because he likes to pretend that he's not tied down by anyone or anything. But you do end up catching it anyway and walking up to him with the smuggest grin on your face before you kiss his cheek just in time for a photo.

Kirishima starts planning your wedding the moment he sees you catch the bouquet. He doesn't do any of it out loud because he' too busy lifting you up into the air and spinning you into a firm kiss. Your wedding is gonna be even better then this one.

Dabi is a bit stunned as he watches you catch it with glee. Partially happy and partially scared of such a commitment he doesn't quite know how to react right this moment. But that's talk for another day, for now he'll put insecurities to the side and offer you a dance.

Keigo would maximize your chances by flying you closer to the bouquet. Yes, it's kind of cheating but you still caught it first, that was the only rule. Since you're already dressed all fancy and at a wedding all you need to say is that you take him as your husband.

Tomura looks away immediately to avoid you seeing how flustered he got when he saw you were the one to catch it. He never thought about getting married to be honest, not a lot. But he's not opposed to the idea, not yet though, there's still too much to do.

#mha x reader #mha x you #mha imagines #mha headcanons #mha fluff #bakugo x reader #kirishima x reader #dabi x reader #hawks x reader #shigaraki x reader #bnha x reader #bnha x you #bnha imagines #bnha headcanons #bnha fluff #mha x female reader #bnha x female reader

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Mha Men Reactions To You Thinking That Asking You Out Is A Joke.

—£ X Gn Reader

—£ Plot: Reader has been bullied and thinks that this is just another prank, they have been asked out before as a joke.

—£ Characters: Katsuki Bakugo, Izuku Midoriya, Eijiro Kirishima, Tamaki Amajiki

—£ Warning: Angst To Comfort, Reader Being Insecure, Reader being bullied, Reader Making The Boys Feel Bad, Crying, Bad Language, Fighting, Happy Ending.

Izuku

-He was so confused at first, then in disbelief and angry.

Izuku had worked himself up for mouths to finally ask you out. He’s been hinting at how he feels for you but you never seem to notice. All he could do each day was think about you, how he wanted to hold you in his arms and kiss you. He wanted to show you the world and all it could be.

So, he waited till you both got off of patrol and chased after you.

Hearing your name you turn around to see the green haired man running after you like a crazy man, flying so fast with a red tint on his face. Then to stop and huff in front of you, he laughed nervously.

“Deku? You okay…” you question and tilt your head. He couldn’t get enough of how cute you looked.

“Hmm, just want to tell you something.” He smiled and said it like a known fact. You wait for him to say something while you stand still, just waiting….Until he was just staring at you in silence.

You wave your hands in front of his face and he turned the shade of a tomato for a minute while jumping out of his skin. You were confused, he was acting strange? He hasn’t been this nervous in a while.

“Okay- Well” he takes a deep breath and then pours his heart out in a shout, “I like you- A lot. I have since you first showed me your quirk and flashed that smile. So, I want to ask you out on a date?”

Izuku came up with many scenarios of what could happen when he confessed. Like you laughing at him, rejecting him easily or harshly, even if you hit him! He planned for everything…

Expect to see you glare harshly at him, one that sent a chill down his spin. Your body tensed and your hands gripped on your bag.

“Real fuckin’ funny, deku. What? Did Bakugo set you up to this?” You spit at him. “Never thought you’d be the person to do this, is this for a prank show?” Your chest lets out a deep and angry chuckle.

He stared at you with his face drained and eyes staring wide. Was this his imagination? What are you even talking about. Did he say something wrong, he’s never seen you like this before. Cold and mean.

“Nothing to say?” You click your tongue and huff. “This isn’t a funny joke! It’s-” he watches you tear up and push a finger in his chest, “It’s cruel.”

“What the hell are you taking about?” He has no idea how much your words affect him. His chest was filling up with anger and his brows frown.

“Don’t act like you actually like me! You aren’t the first person to ask me out on a date as a prank! Or hell, even a bet!” You cross your arms and flare your nostrils.

Oh..

His eyes soften and swallow at your now trembling figure, looking so small now and shaking. Like he was a villain to make you feel worthless.

“You think I’m joking?” His hushed tone made you blink away some of the tears and whip them off quickly, nodding your head you bite your lip.

“You can tell whoever that you got me! Get your points or win, I don’t care.” You fix yourself and looked at the ground. You move backwards and turn around to walk away from him.

Izuku watched for a few seconds until he knew he couldn’t have you thinking this was for anyone else but himself. Grabbing your arm he turned you around and into his chest, coming face to face with his.

He had his serious and frustrated face, when he gets passionate. “I want you, I need you in my life. I don’t know who before made you feel like you were just a joke, but they don’t deserve anything. I want a date, a real one with fancy clothes and food.”

Your wide eyes stare in his, looking surprised. Your bodies were so close and he held you so tightly, his body was warm. “Just you and me.” He’s eyes flashed panicked as he looked between your eyes.

He heard your breath hitch and how hesitant you were to trust him. He wanted to know the battle you fought inside your head inside and out, so he could defeat them for you.

“Promise?” That small sparkle of hope made him smile.

“Promise.”

Katsuki

- He’s pissed off, man has no clue what the hell you are talking about. And how you could think he’d do something so stupid?

We all know Katsuki never half asses anything, like anything. If he didn’t want you around you simply wouldn’t. So when Katsuki knew for sure he was ready to be in a relationship, he wasn’t going to let it be half asses. You were going to be his, he would give you everything.

So, he asked you plain out. Invite you out to a restaurant and to walk around your favorite part of the city. He enjoyed how talkative you got when you were happy, so this would be just right for you.

Then you flat out yelled and him.

“What the hell are you talking about?” Being so confused his loud voice rang through the empty park.

You roll your eyes, “You don’t think I know when a trick is played on me?” You ask with a pointed glare. “Look, you aren’t the first.”

Trick? You think he’s joke about this shit?

“Huh?! You think I’d take the time out of my day, but your ass food and do your favorite thing- Just to prank you?” He shouted.

“Don’t flip this on me! I know this is just a joke, ask out the “weird” person right? They must be so easy? Is that it? Want to seem so much better then everyone.”

Then he was completely enraged. He couldn’t help the blood pumping through his body as he gripped his fists.

“How fuckin’ dare you.” He stepped closer. “You think that low of me?” You matched his glare and stood your ground.

“I didn’t think you were the person to do it. But here you are.”

“Oh?” His tone growled out and tilted his head. His dark smirk sent chills down your spine. “And who are you to tell me what I feel like?”

You felt your self becoming sick and you tried not to let it get to you. But this wasn’t how you thought your relationship would go, him turning out like everyone else.

“I know that everyone always likes to pull this shit on me! Ask me out, not show or laugh in my face! Who set you up to this Huh?”

Clicking his tongue he turned away from you, “You’re so stupid.”

“No. I am just know when I am being tricked.” He looked back at you with a daring smile.

“Oh yeah?” He laughed and crosses his arms like this was so funny. Making you break.

“This isn’t a joke! And it’s not funny.” You stomp your foot and started to get so overwhelmed and tear up. How could he be so cruel? Why does everyone do this.

He yanked your hands and pushed you to the nearest bench, you protested and squirmed but he was stronger then you. “Sit still!” He demanded as his hands pressed down on your shoulders.

You sink down and just do as he says to make this situation go faster. “You listen, got it?” He stared at you seriously. You take a minute and nod your head, his sigh made you sink farther down.

“This wasn’t a joke. I first noticed how beautiful you were when you feel asleep on my shoulder after training. I like when your cheeks puff out when you eat, or that crinkle in your nose. I like how you look around if anyone notices when you fail in training. I like it when you call me “Suki” and how it makes me feel.” His cheeks heated up at admitting theses things but it was all true.

“I wouldn’t ask you out as a joke, and you thinking that is fucked up. I don’t deal with stupid people. Tell me,” he pulled out his phone and clicked around a few and then shoved the bright screen in your face. A picture of you asleep on his shoulder with drool on his shoulder and him looking so calm. “Would I let anyone do that? No, only you.”

You could feel your heart beat up and lungs losing air. Your head ran with thoughts as you looked at him. He was serious? And you just said all those horrible things to him.

“You mean- You actually like me?” Your voice and question made him laugh and shove his phone back in his pocket.

“Maybe I do hang out with stupid people.” Okay, you deserve that honestly.

You take a breath and cover your face. “Shit.” You groan and lean back without looking at him. How could you look at him again, maybe you just wouldn’t for the rest of your life.

“M’sorry.” The word muffled in your hands and he looked down at you. He loves how embarrassed you looked, hiding your face from him. But he didn’t want you to overthink anything.

His hands wrap around your wrist and pull them away from your face. You didn’t look at him at all still but he just leaned down closer, “Look at me.” His demand was soft and quiet, so unlike him. When he found your eyes again he felt himself at ease.

“I’ll bellow up those fuckers that pulled that shit on you. I don’t have time to play games. So, go on a date with me and have a good time.” There was that voice again. His loud voice to cover his emotions.

“If you’ll have me.” Your eyes looked so soft and sad. Like he would still rejected you.

“Be waiting for you. And i wouldn’t want anyone else.”

Kirishima

- Completely taken aback. He was frozen and confused, then sad and angry. His heart was broken.

Kirishima was a man, and a good man. He kicked himself for months because he wanted to ask you out but didn’t want to ruin anything. You were just so sweet and beautiful, his heart flattered when he saw you smile.

Of course he wanted to ask you out! So, he worked up himself like izuku and made sure to be on top of his game. He would style his hair, clean up after a long day and check himself out in the mirror. He had to look best for you, like a man!

He waited until you got done with your work and headed home to ask you for a date. He was waiting for you by the door with a huge but nervous smile. His chest was filling up with butterflies,

“Y/n! Over here.” He waves you down. You looked at him and smile as you march towards him. Your regular clothes looking amazing on you, he could tell the day was rough for you but you still looked as beautiful as aways.

“Hello, good work today kiri!” Your praise made him blush harder and scratch his neck. His ego growing. “Need to teach me some of your moves.”

Okay, he needs to cool himself down. You are just too cute and pretty, he finally had you alone and ready to ask you out.

“Actually, um.” He looked at you with a wide mouth before clearing his throat. “I was going to get some food, maybe I can tell you there?”

You thought about it for a minute. You have gotten food before with him so it’s not weird. So you nod. “Sure!”

“Actually, I had something else planned.” You watch him blink, he watches you tilt your head. “I wanted to ask out on a date. Right now, to any restaurant you want of course.”

Your body tenses and hand comes to clinch your chest, looking around for the hidden camera. His smile seemed real but you knew the truth, this was a cruel prank.

“Not funny kiri.” Your voice sounded different as you got angry. You turn your head and cross your arms, “Think this is funny? What kind of a friend are you!” You shout making him sink back.

He was now frozen with his face white and smile gone. He stared at you confused and unknowing what to say.

“I’m sorry..But, what are you talking about?” You only huff at his words and puff your cheeks and chest out.

“Don’t play dumb! I know what this is,” you turn around and look for someone, “He got me! Really funny.”

Kiri stepped closer and looked to where you looked, “Y/n, it’s just you and me here.”

“Oh, so you just wanted to see for yourself what i would do? Because asking me out is so fucking funny. Well,” you hit his chest. “It’s not!”

Your words and hands feel like knives. You have never seemed so loud and broken before or yelled at him before. He wanted to tear up with you.

“I don’t think it’s funny, what are you talking about?” His hands covered the yours that rested on his chest. “Did I say something wrong?”

You tear up fully and start to cry, “I know kiri, no use of hiding it. I know this is just some stupid prank to get me to feel bad about myself and you won! Just like all the others.” You try to pull away from him but his body moves on its own and keeps you from moving.

His blood starts to rise and his teeth start to show. You think this is a prank, that he was just doing this to make you cry? And what others? Oh, this was making him pissed.

“Who did it? I’ll talk to them, that’s so unmanly! Hurting someone like that?” He leans down to you, “Let alone you…that’s the most cruel thing I have heard.”

You blink up at him, your arms struggling to pull back come to a stop. “What do you mean? You did it to.” Your voice broke and didn’t sound as angry but disappointed.

“I would never. I’m not joking y/n, I want to take you out on a date. Even more now to show you that you can be loved, like I do! Please give me a chance, you are the only person I think about!” He backs away from you and bows his head to plead.

“Let me take you out on this one date and if you don’t like it, then I can deal with it! A man has to step up. I wanna go out with you so bad!”

You stare down at him in shock at his outburst as he begs you…no one has done that before. Kiri didn’t seem like the type of guy to ever joke about this..But why would he want you?

Sighing you look away, heat coming to your cheeks. He asked you out and you just made a scene. “You mean it?”

His head shot like a dog and nodded his head quickly, “It will be the best date you ever had! I’ll even buy you dessert.” He poked out his chest with pride and now a smile to convince you.

“Fine! But if you think-” your eyes wide and throat close up as he smashes his lips onto yours. You feel yourself growing weak and unable to move.

He pulls away quickly with a blush at his cheeks, “I am serious, did that prove something?”

“P-Point proven.” He smirks at his victory and takes you by the hand to show you a wonderful night.

Tamaki

-He’s so stressed and sad, he’s confused. This one might hurt.

Tamaki gets embarrassed so easily but when he is around you something just happens to him. He’s so fluster and can’t look at you but at the same time he’s calm and needs your company. Tamaki finds himself thinking about you and your smile, how soft you look to hold. But why would you want someone like him? Someone who hides and stutters all the time.

Until he was forced to ask you out by Mirio. If he didn’t tell you then mirio would have to tell you himself. And Tamaki almost fainted on the spot. How could he face you?

So he went to your office, stuttering already and panicked. When he knocked on your door he hoped you wouldn’t be there.

“Hello,” you greet the person with a smile that only brightens when you realize it was him, “Tamaki, come in.” You open the door for him and he walks In quickly.

Your office was just like you. He loved how you made this place just as your own, it made him feel safe.

“What’s up? Need another pair of hands on a mission?” You walk back to your desk and near your gear that you needed to take off. He cleared his throat.

“N-no, actually, I have something to say.” You turn to look at his tense frame. “Oh?” Then he turned his face around and took a deep breath.

“Mirio helped me with this. Close your eyes and say what’s one your heart. Um- Okay, okay.” He whispers to himself and tightens his fists. You arch a brow and watch him curiously.

He takes a deep breath then begins to stutter and trip over his words, “W-Wanna take you out- On a date.” His voice breaks loudly. “I hope I did it right..” I wishes to himself breathy and panting.

You stare at the back of his head and place your hands on your desk..Mirio must have set him up to this. Must have felt pity for you, or to do this as a joke.

“I can’t believe you both- I’m not a bet or a joke.” He jumps out of his skin at your shouting voice. His head runs quickly at what he must have said to make you yell at him.

“This isn’t- Oh no, not how I want this to go.” He closes his eyes and shakes a bit.

“Oh? Wanted me to say yes so you guys can laugh? Or, what? Get brownie points for asking me out? Out of pity!” There you go shouting again.

Tamaki has never heard you yell like this, unless it’s a villain…is he a villain? No, he can’t be. But his ears heat up and he sinks into his clothes.

“No…I just wanted to go out with you.” He spoke louder but still hesitant in himself. He stayed still for your next words but they never come.

Only a sniffle.

You lean down on your desk and sob while trying to stay quiet. You thought that Mirio and tamaki were your friends, and would never hurt you.

He turned his head around and something twisted in his stomach to make him feel sick. Seeing you with tears rolling down your face and sink into your own skin like him, made him feel horrible.

“I didn’t mean to make you cry,” he walked toward. You grip on the desk and let out a soft chuckle, “That’s what happens when you pull a prank on someone.”

It clicked in his brain finally that you thought he wasn’t serious. Like he just treating you less and as a joke. It was harsh to think of him like that.

“Y/n..” he walks closer to you as you stiffen the closer he got, you sob harder.

“I get it, you can tell miriro you got me.”

“Y/n.” He said clear and without a stutter, his face and body now on the side of you. “I am in love with you.” Your breath hitched and he hears it.

“You make me wanna be brave. I can’t help but get flustered and shy around you because- Well because you’re so pretty and nice. But I want to take you out..” he leans closer as you look up at him. “I want..” he trails of and glances into your eyes with matching tears curl up in his eyes.

“I want you.”

You take a deep breath and stand up straight. You feel heat raise up in your body of embarrassment, “M’sorry.” You sob again and throw your arms around his shoulders and pull him closer.

And he’s back to being a melted mess as you hold him close. He blushes and softly wraps his arms around you and pats your back lightly. “D-Does this mean you’ll go on a date with me?”

You chuckle and pull away from him and whip off your own tears as his hands stay on your hips. “If you don’t hate me.” You nod and sniffle one more time. He smiles,

“I Could never hate you.”

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[lovingksuki]

✰ SECRET ADMIRER pt.2

— highschoolers bakugo x fem!reader

synopsis: an anonymous love letter appears in your locker on valentine's day. surprised, you and your best friend start an investigation to uncover who was that person observing you from afar. meanwhile, a flushed bakugo tries to ruin your plans on the undercover alongside his shitty-haired buddy

cw: sfw; mostly fluff; lil angst; very insecure bakugo; romantic comedy; puberty; silly jokes; little swearing.

an: guyyyyss it's hereeee. i hope you enjoy since i had many people asking for me to continue with this. i hope it is as good as the first part that btw you can read here

wc: 1,3k

the two went on a mission walking around the school and very non-suspiciously investigating whose hand that might be.

"i'm telling you! there's sato, iida and..." counted.

"are they even suspects!?" you mocked. "we have to be coherent about it. i don't even have a major relationship with them..."

"how could you possibly know what goes on inside other's head? i think you're being biased about it."

"what do you mean?"

"i know you want it to be one of the hottest in our class!" smiled diabolically.

"i have no idea what you're talking about." you sweated.

"maybe we should call that double colored guy and just ask a few questions..."

"no way... what are you insinuating?" you almost screamed truly shocked.

"that you have a slight cru-"

"I don't have a crush."

"admit it already."

"I'm not admitting anything. quit pestering."

"you're no fun at all. so... are we talking to Todoroki any soon?"

"no."

"psst, isn't that sero coming this way?" mina whispered looking ahead of the corridor.

the duo telepathically agreed to their next move and mina quickly went in action.

"hey, if isn't our fave tape boy! can I have a high-five?" the pink cheered lifting her hand.

the jet-black haired guy smiled playfully slapping hands with her. watching everything, you caught that glimpse of time needed to take conclusions on the survey.

"what are you two up to? feeling extra energetic today..." sero stated.

absorbed in your own thoughts, you simply couldn't answer any of the questions made, so pinky said in advance: "we're just too excited for the... the-"

"for what?"

"the new movie...! yeah! that one with the clowns. everyone is so hyped to watch it!" mina came up with some excuse.

"oh, so you like 'bloody nightmare' series too? man, me and denki are gathering people to go watch with us." he cheered.

you and mina eyed each other nervously while sero kept rambling about horror films. pinky swiftly poked your side sending the 'make him shut up' signal and you quickly catch the message saying:

"y-yeah! it would be super cool, but we need to... to... go to the 1b room! to dis- discuss the next match-"

"we're discussing the teams for the next training match!" mina rapidly came with an excuse ready to push you up the corridor. "see ya!"

"but guys... their class is towards the other side." sero warned confusedly.

"r-right! it's been months, but we still get lost... hehe!" mina sweated. she spotted a purple voluminous hair meters away. "shinso! wait up!"

and you runned away. sero chuckled observing the girls as another duo approached.

"'sup pal?" kirishima greeted. "it's a important matter so, could you share what are the girls planning? we have business with them."

"it's no use, we're gonna lose sight of them." said the blonde ready to walk away, but his buddy was fast to grab his shirt stopping his tracks.

"be reasonable, it's creepy to chase them around the school." eijiro whispered.

"what are you two up to?" sero crossed arms curious about the situation.

"nothing particularly important. girly borrowed something from bakugo." his heart he thought slightly laughing. "did them say anything about where they're heading?" asked.

"mina said they have something to do with class 1b, and i think they left with shinso." sero explained.

"not that eraserhead wannabe..." katsuki gritted teeth.

"well, no time to lose then! thanks dude." kirishima dragged his best friend away.

when the two males finally found the duo they were shocked to see you holding shinso's hand while walking

kirishima panicked turning to the blonde who watched that scene petrified. it was the second time eijiro saw that expression on his face, the first was when they watched all might last fight. that expression that indicates he started malfunctioning, his thoughts are running wild, and he is about to break.

when he finally inhaled, kirishima's heart skipped a beat thinking bakugo would explode at any moment. he prepared himself to restrain his friend from murdering somebody or start yelling like a psycho, but bakugo just hollowed his lungs right after.

watching deadpanned as you walked away giggling.

that behavior... it was truly concerning coming from him.

"are you totally sure?" mina whispered excited.

"it's a great probability, didn't you see that monstrosity of a hand!?" you whisper-exclaimed. "his grip almost crushed mine!"

"okay, but let's don't get ahead of ourselves, there's other boys to analyze." mina said carefully.

"right, but he's a suspect! and did you notice how he didn't hesitate or felt uneasy to hold my hand?"

"i'm not jumping to conclusions but he seemed too chill! it's almost unnatural coming from a person who wrote a love letter." mina spoke wisely.

"you're right." you pouted.

"what am i suspect about? love letter!?"

"aaaaaack! for fucks sake!" you and mina jolted. "y-you heard us?" you asked shyly.

"were you eavesdropping!?" mina confronted.

the boy leaned in the doorframe crossing his arms unphazed by the pink's attitude. "you're not even whispering... some of 1b even heard about how i have big ass hands and shit." he chuckled.

you looked over shinso's shoulder only to encounter monoma, kendo, shiozaki and komori confusedly observing at some distance. "h-hey guys..." and kendo smiled amused.

"he caught us, mina. what do we do?" you said fidgety.

"there's no other way now that he knows our secret. we must kill you." mina stated creepily serious to shinso, making him falter.

"ha. you almost got me there." he laughed mindlessly. after a couple of seconds staring at each other he came to realization. " you're joking,,, right?"

_

"why did you have to scare him like that? what if he go out telling others?"

"it's quite the opposite. he won't tell anyone if he believes it's confidential information. you can question my methods but not my results!" the pink girl explained confidently.

walking down the corridor in search for another male friend. now that the lunchtime was coming to an end the school was less fuzzy, and the groups concentrated in their usual places.

"uh... mina... you're not actually dangerous, are you?" you blurted.

she looked at you puzzled, as if that question was more complicated than it actually seemed. "why do you ask?"

"it's just because, you're my best friend, and if it were for me to have a psycho so close to me i would want to know..." you reasoned.

"don't be ridiculous!" she laughed. "but like you said, we're best friends, that does mean i would probably hide a body for you."

"wait. what the-"

_

"kirishima it's been thirty minutes." the blonde stated impatiently.

the boys were sitting casually at their class waiting for the others to come grab their keys to the closets. p.e was the next hour.

"just be patient dude, when she arrives, you casually get up and go talk to her. do you remember the three steps?" the red haired pointed.

"don't scream, don't curse and look at her in the eye." bakugo grumbled a little skeptical.

when they heard high pitched voices and footsteps approaching the blonde jolted in his seat.

"there they are." kirishima whispered. "good luck soldier"

katsuki got up with a sigh, heart beating fast, he didn't even notice his feet leading him directly to you and almost fainted when you looked at him with those doe eyes.

"h-hey."

"hey!" you greeted rummaging your backpack.

"i was... i recalled that time last week you shared your notes and... i"

"you came to say thanks? it's alrighty! just gimme a shoutout whenever you need!" you smiled

his ears reddened. "y-yeah. but i was trying to ask if ya wanna grab milkshakes sometimes, my treat for the notes." katsuki managed to spill

"oh! i didn't expect that" you giggled thinking that was a cute way to invite someone to hang out. "sure. i provide the notes, you provide the milkshakes." you extended your hand "deal?"

he smirked satisfied shaking you hand.

"deal."

#katsuki bakugou x reader #bakugou x reader #bakugou x fem!reader #self insert #mha fluff #mha fanfiction #bakugou fluff #bakugou x you #katsuki bakugo x reader #mha x reader #katsuki bakugo x y/n #bakugo x reader #my hero academia

[willowser]

hello willow, i hope your week is going awesome just like you (⁠◕⁠ᴗ⁠◕⁠✿⁠) !

& Also childhood bestfriend!kirishima is amazing. It is fantastic the way you've written it.

And i was thinking 🤔 what if , if there's a love triangle ? Like when you talked and saw some of kirishima's friends you felt comfortable & what if the reader develops a little crush on sero or denki? Because they're sweet !! and they are such nice friends too!! But it's like small crush it might not even be considered as that but maybe some day you're all together somehow when kirishima is trying to make things right.

Denki or sero are always kind to you !! Always opening doors , giving compliments, offering you a hand and smiling at you.

across the Room He notices you trying to tuck a strand of hair behind your ear which keeps falling back and just as he is trying to get closer he sees the sero/denki tucking it back and the look you send them person is warm.

This got longer than i thought. oops LOL

Thank you for reading , take care of yourself (⁠◍⁠•⁠ᴗ⁠•⁠◍⁠) - 🌸

omg 💀 can you imagine 💀 he's DEVASTATED ! this would hit so hard lmao. he's trying to get back on your good side by introducing you to his friends, trying to be more involved in your life and keep you in his — and the first thing sero does is turn on the charm LOL.

maybe it's even like a. well, sero is a very flirty character as it is i think, but maybe it's even a way to get kiri's head out of his ass LOL like you think sero's smooth and he thinks you're super cute, too, but he's also like, "man, you need to get on this asap," LOL

and it totally works, bc the minute kiri sees this going down, he's like. head SPINNING. discord blurry eyes emoji. shooketh. cannot believe it has come to this. and from then on, he's like, "hey ! let's go get lunch 🤗 just me n you 👀"

#lmaoooo #do we think kiri is a jealous person hmm #i have definitely seen hc's that say so #but idk !! #and i only say that bc i picture him as still so insecure #and idk if his jealousy would present in anger or sadness LOL #take care of yourself too friend !! 🥺 thank you for popping in to share !!! #i hope the rest of your week is wonderful !! #✿ willow writes #✿ ask willow #✿ thoughts: kirishima

[bkgml]

meanie katsuki makes the reader jealous on purpose then she cries bc he thinks he doesnt love them anymore ☹️

katsuki messing up!

katsuki has never seen you get jealous. to him, anyone who looks your way is a threat. he wants you all to himself, it’s selfish he knows, but he just needs you so badly.

you never ever showing him you’re jealous annoys him to no end. do you even want him that bad? maybe you care less about him than he cares about you.

he takes his problem to kirishima. he’s the only one he trusts to talk about this.

“so? what do i do?” he asks.

“i don’t understand, you want her to be jealous?” kirishima questions.

“i guess. i just want her to show that she wants me.” katsuki frowns. he sounds so damn vulnerable right now.

“try and make her jealous then. see if she cares enough about you.”

“huh. how the fuck do i do that?” katsuki asks.

“anytime a girl comes up to you, flirting with you and stuff, flirt back a little. don’t tell them to fuck off like you normally do.”

“flirt back…”

“hey there, sexy.” a woman calls to katsuki in the street.

he’s used to this shit. people are always coming up to him in the street flirting with him. can’t they see you’re right there holding his hand?

‘flirt back’ he thinks.

“hey.” he smiles.

‘what the fuck? did he just flirt with her?’ you think to yourself. you’re used to seeing katsuki be flirted with, but to see him flirt back? how dare he?

you frown for a moment but quickly neutralize your face so he doesn’t see your jealousy, he’s never been disloyal you have no reason to nag him with jealousy.

things go on like this for weeks. someone will flirt with katsuki and he’ll blatantly flirt back. you’re growing upset. why is he doing this right in front of you?

eventually, you’re at your wits end.

you went to visit katsuki for lunch at his agency and he told his secretary to tell him you arrived while being discreet. he had a coworker in his office that’s always been flirty with him, touchy and blunt with suggestive remarks.

he decided to indulge her this time so you could walk in and see him flirting with her.

“hi, handsome. you wanted to see me?” she asked.

you arrived at his office and opened the door.

“uh huh. wanted to know why you were walking around with those tight ass pencil skirts.”

you stiffen.

“katsuki…?” you say, voice cracking.

“shit. why are you crying, pretty?” he stands and orders the woman out of his office.

he shuts the door and turns to you.

you look so small and fragile like this.

he cups your face but you back away shaking your head.

“are you cheating on me?” you say, tears finally falling.

“what? no. never.”

you look down, hands clenching into fists.

“then why have you been flirting with everyone? every single person who’s flirted with you in the past couple weeks you’ve flirted back. you’ve acted like i don’t even exist when someone else is there. i tried to let it go but now you’ve pushed me over the fucking edge katsuki!” you scream.

katsuki winces. he went way to far.

“it was a stupid fucking idea, baby. im so sorry, i pushed you too hard on this.” he defends.

you look up at him and glare.

“what idea?”

“i was talking to kirishima about how i’ve never seen you jealous and i was fucking insecure. i didn’t know if you wanted me because you always brush it off when other bitches flirt with me! he told me i should try to make you jealous!”

“you think it’s easy to brush it off? i was trying to not make you think i was clingy because i am so obviously out of your league! i thought you’d fucking leave me if i clung to you like this!” you’re pissed. he made you feel worthless because of some stupid idea?

“i wasn’t thinking. you’re out of my league, sweets. i messed up so fucking bad because i was insecure. can you forgive me? please? i don’t deserve it but i only have eyes for you and i always will.” he steps closer to you.

you think for a minute before sighing.

“i forgive you but i’m still fucking pissed. you’re going to be making this up to me for years.”

“promise. i’ll spend forever making this shit up to you.” he steps closer again.

“can i hold you now?” he pleads.

you laugh lightly and he smiles.

you raise your arms and katsuki rushes forward, wrapping his arms around your waist and lifting you.

he places kisses all over your face and neck before burying his face in your chest.

“i messed up.”

“yeah.” you smile.

he walks to his desk chair and sits with you in his lap.

he places a kiss to your lips.

“i’m an idiot.”

“yeah.”

he wipes your old tears off your face and kisses your temple.

“kirishimas an idiot too for giving me that advice.”

“yeah.”

you wrap your arms around his neck.

you kiss his nose.

“you’re perfect and no one else compares.”

“yeah.”

katsuki laughs and holds you tight to him. rubbing your back and weaving his fingers through your hair, breathing in your sweet perfume.

“wanna have lunch now?”

“yeah!”

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[yuuuhiii]

this goes out to my itty bitty titty committee😘

Your boyfriend was very aware of your insecurities. Especially about your breasts.

The first time you guys were getting intimate. You were doing everything in your power to not take off your shirt. Of course he stopped and talked to you about it which was how he found out you were insecure.

“They’re just too small you know? I don’t know it’s embarrassing.” You mumble, fiddling with the hem of your shirt.

So he started off small, to try and get you comfortable around him and just make you feel good about your body in general.

He’d compliment you whenever you didn’t wear bras while wearing tight shirts, urging you to go out in public like that freely because he knew how to fight.

Cuddle sessions he’d have your back flush against him and hand slithering under your shirt, gently massaging it.

You’d pout whenever he wanted to lay on your chest, telling him there was no cushion whatsoever and he’d always snap back with a,

“That’s okay. I wanna feel your heartbeat.” He wasn’t lying either, the sound of your heartbeat was always a sound that lulled him to sleep.

When you’re on top of him one night, you finally let him see them. He’s over the moon.

One, he can finally show you how much he adored your body.

Two, you trusted him with your body.

Right when your shirt comes off your hands are quick to cover them though.

“D-Don’t just stare.” You whine and he smiles, prying your hands away and gazing into your eyes.

“I love you.” He said so sweetly, even though you’ve heard it countless of times, it makes you flush and tear up.

He held the small of your back, his lips peppering small featherlight kisses along your chest. Whispering sweet nothings into your skin.

“So beautiful, my beautiful girl.”

Whines and gasps would leave you as he pulled one into his mouth. Sucking and rolling his tongue against your nub. By the end of the night you have to pry him off because he won’t stop.

You practically came alone from him just abusing your tits with his mouth. Now they were all sore and marked up. Even when you’re both falling asleep he’s still fondling them.

“Stop it, they hurt.” You pout, trying to swat his hand away.

“And you said I wouldn’t love them. I love everything about you baby.” He’d whisper in your ear, holding you closer to him.

— inumaki , yuuji , choso , yuuta , mitsuya, draken , sanzu, shinichiro , hanma , bakugo , deku , kirishima , aki , angel , armin , jean

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