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jaybirbwrites · 2 years
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Hiii can I have a Mha matchup please 🖤
She/her,pan
Personality: I tend to keep to myself unless someone comes up to me and starts a conversation (a lot of people say I'm very intimidating when they first meet me for some reason 😂). I tend to be slightly reserved with someone until I'm comfortable with them, then I'm a massive dork (I love to joke around and make people laugh). I am very empathetic, always trying to keep the people around me happy (even if I'm not in the end) I hate disappointing people so I can over work myself sometimes. If someone is rude or annoying me I tend to get very sassy and sarcastic. I am very protective of my friends and love ones and get very angry if someone hurts them. I'm also a very calm person and it takes a lot for me to get angry/snap. I also sleep a lot....like a lot, unless it's during the school year then I tend to get like three hours lol (it's a running joke in my friend group that I never sleep). sometimes I stop in the middle of talking because I think I talk to much (I've been told many times that I do so I just try not to really talk in a way)i play with my hands a lot, I have a really high pitched (idk sorta cute?) sneeze, I can be very clumsy (I literally tripped on air once😂) when I do something scary my hands shaky after I've done the scary thing (if that makes any sense)
Aquarius, infj
I like reading books, writing, listening to music (mostly kpop). I love love to dance (again mostly kpop). And even though I hate being in front of crowds I do like doing shows where I dance (I've done it multiple times with my friends at school events😊). I love doing my makeup especially crazy colored eye shadow. I love to be outside also. I also like to go on car rides in the middle of the night (I love going to get food then sit in a random parking lot).
I dislike rude people, heights (I have a fear of falling from them) and peaches (I hate peaches)
My favorite movie is spirited away
My favorite song is run away (txt)
Of course!
Sorry this took a long time too 😭 I've been extremely busy with work now that I've graduated and because of vacation. But, I've managed to work on this in my bits of free time, so I hope you enjoy!!
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Originally when I was reading this, my first thought was Todoroki. But thinking harder about it, you're both pretty independent it seems and not very sociable (dwdw, me too). So I'm not sure either of you would initiate a conversation so to say? Which got me thinking about people who would talk with you and start a conversation. There's quite a few people in BNHA that would do this, but honestly, and I might be biased with this one if my pfp doesn't say enough, I think there's one that's screaming out to me
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Eijirou Kirishima!
For one, I'm a huge Kiribaku shipper and there are a lot of things you wrote about yourself that low-key remind me of Bakugou, so I think that's a big reason?
Such as seeming reserved and intimidating when someone first meets you, for example
So this certainly wouldn't throw Kirishima off, and he'd try to talk to you anyways and want to get to know you
You are very empathetic and wanting to keep those around you happy, which I can see Kirishima absolutely adoring about you since it's also a very important thing to him as well
Sometimes he can forget himself when it comes to keeping people happy, and you'd really help him with that and make him realize he should put himself first sometimes
Likewise, he would always try to keep you happy and make sure you realize it's manly to put yourself first, too! 🤜🤛
Eijirou also doesn't have a mena bone in his body per se, so those "he asked for no pickles" memes come to mind? With you being the one to bring that up based on you saying you get to be sassy and sarcastic when people are rude
Something else he'd adore about you would be your love for your friends
He's also very protective over the ones he cares about, and always worries about them. So he loves to see that you're the same way, and he would definitely make sure to do the same thing with your friends - protect them and help them as much as he could as well
Sleeping wise, Kiri certainly makes sure his sleep schedule is normal, and it's actually one thing he's good at doing when it comes to taking care of himself
So he'd try to help you with that too, making sure you're getting the right amount of sleep (not too much or too little)
Though he'd rather you get too much sleep, and is always down for cuddling as you do
In that same sense.. you're gonna be attacked with cuddles during school because his goal is to cuddle you into a normal sleep schedule
When it comes to you talking, if anyone tells you you talk too much or he sees that you're trailing off, he's immediately asking you a million more questions about what you're talking about
Even if someone else is talking
He doesn't want you to feel left out, and he knows the feeling of feeling like you talk too much because he deals with it a LOT. So he doesn't want you to feel like that at all
If you play with your hands a lot, I don't think he'd necessarily mind that - but if you're picking at your skin or anything along those lines, he's taking your hands away and letting you fidget with his hands
If it's a sensory thing and if you're comfortable with it, he'll harden his hands as well and let you play with them like that
I also feel being clumsy,,, I too am WAY too clumsy fory own good and constantly trip over air, my own feet, up the stairs.... etc.
So rest assured Kirishima is always there to catch you and make sure you're steady again
Even if that means holding your hand a lot to make sure you don't fall...
But that might just be a ploy to hold your hands really
Kirishima isn't a huge reader, but he'd read anything you wrote or anything you'd suggest to him too
He wants you to know that he cares about your interests and would do what he can to prove that to you
Similarly, he'd love to watch you dance. Maybe even ask you to show him how to do some things, or to just be silly and dance to some music in his dorm with you
It's probably one of his favorite things to do ngl
If he ever catches you doing your make up, rest assured he'll be asking you to do his as well
Especially his eyeliner, since he already does his own but loves when you do it, especially if you add any fun designs to it
Lastly, he'd definitely be down to do midnight snack runs
He doesn't care, if you call he'll answer and do whatever you want, and offer to pay for it too
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That's all!!
I'm sorry this took so long again, but I hope you enjoy it and lemme know if you have any issue with this choice or anything like that :)
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liyawritesss · 1 year
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ok so jow about class 1a meeting Black M!Reader and finding out his quirk is sound manipulation at first it might sound weak but when he explains it it's like op he can turn someone deaf or turn up their hearing making it painful to hear or even making them hear very specific things like theirown heartbeat or a gain of sand moving and make himself absolutely soundless to being able to beat present mic with a whisper and he can even mute people
ᴛʜᴇᴍ ʀᴇᴀᴄᴛ��ɴɢ ᴛᴏ ʏᴏᴜʀ ꜱᴏᴜɴᴅ ᴍᴀɴɪᴘᴜʟᴀᴛɪᴏɴ Qᴜɪʀᴋ
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Characters: Midoriya “Deku” Izuku, Kirishima Eijirou, Ashido Mina
Genre: Headcanons
Synopsis: UA has a new transfer student who’s quirk, like Present Mic, allows him to manipulate sound to his will. Let's see how a couple of his new classmates react to this!
Warnings: none
A/N: none
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Midoriya “Deku” Izuku
It’s expected for Deku to be extremely interested in your quirk, as he’s always looking for new material to study in order to benefit his own improvement
That’s the future pro-hero deku talking, but he’s genuinely intrigued about your quirk and how you claim it to be different from their English teacher’s, Present Mic.
Although you scare him a bit when you drone out the sound from his eardrums, leaving him virtually deaf. He quickly recovers though, finding it interesting that you use such a technique in various ways during combat, even on yourself in certain situations.
Like any other situation he'll hound you with questions, and your best bet at getting him to leave you alone is to deaf him, and he’ll freak out like a lost puppy because he can’t hear his own muttering.
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Kirishima Eijriou
Like Deku, Kirishima is equally intrigued by your powers, and is eager to see how it differs from their English teachers.
He sees your quirk as a challenge to his own - a big (and albeit silly) question he has, is would your quirk still work on him even if his ears are hardened
But let's be honest, anatomy is a shitshow in this world, so there’s no real telling unless it's actually put to the test - which he gratefully does in class sparring practices.
Much like his quirk though, Kirishima is hardheaded, and won’t stop until he’s had enough. Not you - him. It’s something he’s picked up from being around Bakugou for so long.
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Ashido Mina
When your quirk is first introduced, she’s a bit confused by the whole manipulating people's ability to hear concept. Like, manipulating sound itself is easy enough to understand, and having been around Present Mic enough any student at UA would understand that part of the assignment.
You would have to walk her through the second part. Its safe to say she thoroughly enjoys the part where you take her hearing away - weirdly enough - by the way she randomly dances about. She describes as a kind of muffly feeling, but not completely off putting.
But then you turn the volume back on, higher and higher, and you risk giving her a headache, and Mina is not fun when she has headaches. But overall, she thinks your quirk is pretty sick.
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laughterisorange · 6 months
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TICKLETOBER 2023
Prompt Day 14: Soft
(yeah I know it’s technically the 15th at the time I’m posting this for me, but sue me, I wanted to write it well)
Pairing: Bakugou/Kirishima
This is a tickle fic. If you don’t like, don’t read. WARNING FOR PROFANITIES, it is Baku after all lol
Summary: Bakugou has really soft hair, and Kirishima is in awe.
Fic Size: Clementine
A Soft Head
Contrary to popular belief, Bakugou was the clingy one in the relationship. If someone had told Kirishima that when they first started dating, well, the redhead would’ve laughed, as he knew himself to be one of the most touch oriented people in their class, hanging onto other people, and giving hugs without reservation. In comparison, Bakugo was the most averse of their class, and either had to be manhandled to accept affection, or was doing the manhandling to prove his own dominance.
Now though, after dating for a few months, Kirishima had borne witness to the truth of Bakugou Katsuki. He was cuddly. Impossibly so, if he was honest - Katsuki was the type to be aggressive in his desire of affection, rather than aggressively affectionate himself. 
For instance, at the moment he was practically on top of Kirishima, face smooshed into the spiky teens chest, as the boy ran his fingers through the blonds hair. He had come into the room and basically inserted himself into Kirishima’s personal bubble - demanding Eijirou’s love without uttering a word. Eijirou ran his fingers through Katsuki’s hair again.
That was another thing. 
Contrary to popular belief, Bakugou’s hair was so… soft.
Bakugou tilted his head with a muffle whine. A question as to why Kirishima stopped.
Kirishima huffed out a laugh, resuming his carding.
“Wut.” Bakugou asked, his eyes flicking up at Eijirou.
“Your hair is soft.”
“...You knew this already, Ei.”
“Yeah, but,” Kirishima twisted the strands between his fingers. “It’s really soft. Like… how?”
Bakugou chuckled lightly, “What do you mean, how?”
“Well when nothing’s touching it, it looks razor sharp! You don’t even gel it or anything, it’s just like that - it’s amazing.”
“Don’t sound so reverent you weirdo.” Bakugou wriggled into Kirishima’s, burying his face deeper with a deep breath.
“OH, but I am reverent, Katsuki. As someone who literally has to gel his hair to get it as spiky as it is -”
“You could just leave it down -”
“- my point is,” Kirishima said, wiggling his fingers at the base of Bakugou’s neck, making him scrunch up with a choked sound. “It’s unfair that you don’t even have to try, and yet it’s so SOFT.” He massaged into the scalp and hair again, but lighter this time, playing into the reverence of his boyfriends beauty. 
He didn’t expect the startled giggling that Katsuki produced at the feeling.
“Eihihih don’t,” He reached his hands up to half heartedly stop the red head, who was now looking like Christmas had arrived early. “Don’t even think about it.”
“This is too good.” He wiggled his fingers up from the base of his head by the neck to the top and around to Katsuki’s ear. A stream of higher pitched giggles repeated from the blond. “You’re ticklish. On your head.”
“Fuhuhuhck yohohohu, AH, nohohoho!”
Eijriou attacked Katsuki’s neck, wiggling and prodding, grinning like a madman. The look on his face only made Katuski laugh harder, still sleepily trying to catch his boyfriend’s hands. Mischievously, Eijirou darted down and scribbled at Katsuki’s sides and stomach. Like a sort of game, he would raise his hands up and Katsuki would follow him. It made him think of a cat video he had seen recently, the thought making the smile on his face widen.
“Stohohop looking at me like thahahat!”
“Like what?” Eijriou asked, feigning ignorance with a smile.
“Like I’m fuhuhuhucking - EIehehehehe!” Katsuki dissolved into laughter, as Eijirou targeted the spot between his underarms and his ribs.
“Like you’re fucking… what?”
“LIhihihke I’m cuhuhuhte!”
“You are cute!”
“NOHOHOhohohoh!”
Kirishima slowed his fingers, sensing that Katsuki was nearing his limit.
“Cute,” Kirishima poked him in the stomach, “and soft,” he tickled his side, Katsuki squirming as his giggles died down.
Kirishima looked lovingly at the giggling mess underneath him.
He leaned down, and pressed a kiss to Katsuki’s lips, stealing the last bit of his laughter. “And a softie.”
Katuski rolled his eyes, grumbling and tugging slightly at the hands who had him pinned. “I’ll get you back for it, you asshole.”
Kirishima tutted. “Katsuki, you know what they say,” 
Katsuki’s brow furrowed slightly in confusion, and Eijriou continued with a shit-eating grin. “The only thing worse than a hard heart is a soft head.”
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greyfix · 2 years
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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.
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izucrew-bakusquad · 3 years
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Bakugou, Todoroki and Shinsou: I’m not interested in friends.
Midoriya, Kirishima and Kaminari, all about to tackle them: No❤️
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kittenwithaquirk · 4 years
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KirishimAAAAAAAAAAAA-smash-
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boku-no-rp-academia · 3 years
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Shinsou Hitoshi has been taken!
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So far, ALL of the additional Kirishima-taking-villain-hits-for-a-bro scenarios have been in the context of that bro being BAKUGOU, and that is still very significant and I’m not gonna sleep on it
BUT
I just now realized that it’s probably mostly development leading up to Kirishima literally takeing the bullet for Tamaki!
Which, when taking into account his backstory, just further shows how hard he is working on getting his feet to move in the facade of danger, even when he is scared! I am so proud of him!!
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kii-wai · 7 years
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halo-girl · 2 years
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Aaaand back with some more MHA backgrounds! (personally i like these ones better and they're easier to make). Enjoy!
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hiatus-for-forever · 4 years
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Day 3: Bakugou Katsuki + Kirishima Eijirou; CNC
Kinktober Masterlist
TW: Rape, noncon
WC: 928
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This was kinda fucked up. It was hot but you were still questioning if it was worth it. Rape was wrong and you knew it, but this was very consensual. You had a safe word and you wanted to try things out in the bedroom. That’s why you had this idea that you proposed to them, it was sexy enough for them to agree. 
You were flipped over from your position of being thrown to the bed. You put up a (fake) fight but it was hopeless against two well built heroes. They just picked you up, Bakugou did, as Kirishima stopped you from hitting either of them.
Bakugou had your arms pinned to the side of your head and your struggling legs spread by his own. He ground his knee onto your wet cunt, making it stain your panties. You let out a breathy moan, your face trying to hold up a mad expression, as Bakugou chuckled, “Giving in, Princess?”
You shook your head and bit your lip in order to suppress your moan but with a rough grab to your face, Bakugou pinched your chin down and crashed his lips onto yours. He basically shoved a tongue down your throat, forcing a moan out of you. You forgot for a split second that you had to resist, melting onto his lips for just a moment.
He pulled away with a huff, a string of saliva connecting the two pairs of lips. He smirked wickedly while you glared at him, a jerk from his knee caused you to wince, a whimper escaping you. 
Meanwhile Kirishima palmed himself through his shorts impatiently, “Can’t we just fuck her already?” He whined
Bakugou looked back at you, licking his lips, “Yeah, we should do that”
A string of protests left your mouth contradicting how you actually felt. They lifted you by your wrists and restraining your ankles and adjusted you to be in the middle of the bed. 
Bakugou ripped the pajama shorts you wore, and the panties you need giving a silent promise to buy you another pair of each. Your wetness was enough for him to slip in without preparation knowing it would hurt but you could take it.
Kirishima had revealed his length, stroking it slowly while looking intently at your entrance. Small puffs of breath left his lips in anticipation. His thumb had brushed over his slit, smearing his precum on his tip. He licked his lips and gulped, soothing his dry throat.
Bakugou had moved, you felt his tip prod at your entrance, “What, cat got your tongue?” He taunted. 
You gave him a cold glare, masking the arousal that you felt in your very core, “Fuck off” you spat
He slowly pushed in, enjoying the way your face contorted into feigned discomfort. And maybe it was the fact that you didn’t prep, or the roleplay that got to you, but he felt slightly different, bigger almost. When he reached halfway in you you breathed a sigh of relief, trying not to show any evident sign of pleasure.
“Is it all in?”
The question had stroked his ego, did he really feel good enough, big enough, that barely anything more than half felt like his full length? He grinned and so did Kirishima, bearing his sharp teeth. 
You looked at them suspiciously before realizing what was happening. 
“It’s in, all right-”
You breathed a sigh of relief.
“I’m putting it all in right now!” He huskily exclaimed.
Your eyes widened before you could get prepared. He sheathed himself fully in you, you gasping for air like it had been knocked out of you. Your eyes crossed and rolled back. Your tongue lolled out and the sight of you like this had them both crazy.
Kirishima had saw it too, his hand speeding up. Bakugou growled, pounding into you. Your back arched and Bakugou had taken one of your nipples in his mouth, pulling it between his teeth. Your moans got loud, one hand shooting up to cover your mouth. He got mad, pulling away from your face, making you mewl in pleasure.
You got close and finally reached your high, you clenched and came quickly. Tears pricked your eyes as you clenched around him. Bringing him to his high. 
“Ahh fuck, I’m gonna pump you full of cum. Fuck- I’m really gonna test your birth control huh?” He released in you, you felt his seed fill you up. It was warm and filled you to the brim. 
He pulled out, pushing Kirishima quickly to fuck you, knowing he was edging himself the whole time. Kirishima rushed to enter you, in your blissed out state you moaned at the intrusion. “Aww, Baby, you want us that much”
He brought his hand to your face making you nod, “Aww but that’s different from what you said earlier” he mocked. “Okay, I’m going all out. Be ready”
Almost immediately he thrusted into you. Going at an almost inhuman pace he brought you to your second orgasm. He took in the sight of you fucked into pure bliss. He climaxed way before he thought he would. The slippery-ness of previous cum in you and how tight you were had him releasing in you while you jerked around. 
You felt some seed drip out of you. Kirishima pulled out and Bakugou looked closely at just how filled you were. You were fucked out of your mind, still basking in the after glow. They panted, catching their breath. They then nodded to each other, agreeing to start getting you cleaned up
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liyawritesss · 2 years
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ᴛʜᴇᴍ ꜱᴇᴇɪɴɢ ʏᴏᴜ ɪɴ ᴀ ꜱᴜɴᴅʀᴇꜱꜱ || ᴍʜᴀ ᴇᴅɪᴛɪᴏɴ
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Pairing: Adult!Various!MHA x Fem!Black!Reader
Genre: Headcanons
Synopsis: It’s sundress season, so how would these MHA Characters react to you in your sundress?
Warnings: idk yet
A/N: Can never pass up a good sundress :) some of these are totally not from my own experiences
Bakugo Katsuki
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Barely lets you out the house. And if he does, he’s always with you. Trailing behind of course.
Bakugo is shameless as an adult, he’s let go of the childish concepts of embarrassment and modesty.
So if you’re wearing a sundress, one that miraculously has his hero colors in it, he’s got a hand on your ass at all times. No questions asked.
Only time he moves it is if he’s gotta pay for something (that you’ve undoubtedly used your puppy dog eyes to get) or to open the car door for you. Otherwise he will always find a way to keep his hands on you.
And if you got that mani-pedi and them toes are white….good luck sis.
Midoriya ‘Deku’ Izuku
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He’s either a bashful mess who is trying desperately to keep his eyes (and hands) to himself, or just as shameless as Bakugo. There is no in between.
He genuinely loves seeing you in things that you love to wear, and if sundresses are one of them, then the way you look in them is definitely a bonus.
He already thinks green of any shade looks great on you, but that dark green is gonna get you in trouble babes. Be careful.
He has enough decency to let you walk alone, though he’s tied to your hip like a baby, but let's be honest, he’ll cup your cheeks every once in a while
He definitely does the lip bite thing. You know the one. And those hooded eyes? You may be tempting but he definitely has you fiending as well
Kirishima Eijriou
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He’s honestly a mix of Bakugo and Izuku. He’s flustered by how good you look, but has absolutely no shame in letting you know the effect you have on him
Shit, he buys it for you, not understanding how big of a deal sundress season really is, until he’s subjected to it. Buys you a bunch of them, some of them even in his hero colors as well.
His favorite is the red and black tie dye one that fits snug against your body and flairs down a little at your ankles. Sometimes the fabric gets in the way so you have to bend over a little to pull it up, and he just swoons at how gorgeous you look
He’s the kind to take you out purposefully and show you off to everyone. Like yeah, that's my girl, in that sundress, in my MY colors. He’d be so proud of himself please
Definitely has yall take pictures to show off your matching outfits, and will make one of the many secret pictures he took of you his wallpaper and lockscreen for the next six months.
Kaminari Denki
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The embodiment of the tiktok sound “ooh…its horny in here, you aint horny??”
This man is a whole trip, but is equally your best hype man. He’s a firm believer that black women in yellow is superior, and it just so happens to be his color, so its a double win for him
Give this man some water cuz he stay thirsty. With no shame either. (At this point none of the bakusquad have any shame tbh)
Also is one to wanna keep a hand on your ass, but is more casual and flirty with it. 
Will also crave your attention a lot more when you’re this attractive, so give the pikachu plenty of kisses and headpats and you two will be a-okay.
Hanta Sero
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You wear a sundress around this man….you’re in trouble. You’ve just unlocked something dangerous in this man
Will always have his hand on you, somewhere, whether it be your ass, your thigh, your lower back - don’t expect it to leave your contact at all
Similar to Izuku, he’s got those hooded eyes that won’t stop looking at you, with that enticing lip bite, but for Sero its on purpose. He wants you to feel exactly like how he’s feeling seeing you like this
Sero absolutely worships you, tells you how beautiful you look at every opportunity he can get, kissing you, wrapping his arms around you even if you’re in public. 
But the moment you get home, you are over his shoulder and he’s making a beeline to the bedroom, ignoring your shrieks and giggles and protests to let you down.
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Summary: After being close friends with Kirishima for a while you muster the courage to show him the side effects from quirk training with your mother
Pairing: Eijiro Kirishima x Female Reader
Word Count: 638
Warnings: scars, slight abusive family mentioned
This one was written by my friend @sweetchibichu​, she originally wrote it for me with my OC, she gave me permission to change it to a reader insert and post it to tumblr so enjoy! Oh and go give her a follow too! (she makes really good art)
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Kirishima faced the wall as he heard the sound of rustling clothes behind him. Aside from his own heartbeat, the sound of Y/N’s clothes becoming undone was painstakingly too much for him. Perhaps it was his own nervousness, causing his senses to be heightened, but when Y/N invited him to her room earlier that evening, how could he stay calm?
As the semester rolled on, with all the ups and downs of being a student at U.A., Kirishima found himself drawn to his classmate. With the help of his friends—although he won’t admit that sometimes, they weren’t really helping at all— Kirishima and Y/N began to grow closer. When he first heard of her arranged marriage set with Todoroki, Kirishima was devastated. How could someone like him compete with Todoroki? But his worries washed away when the two made it very clear that they want nothing to do it, and are doing whatever they can to not make it happen. Kirishima was relived, but for a moment.
There were still a few things that mystified Kirishima about Y/N. When she briefly told him about the training her mother put her through, Kirishima noted how reserved she suddenly became.
“It’s probably something she’s not ready to talk about yet.” Kirishima thought. “I’ll wait until she’s ready.”
And now, standing in her room as Y/N undresses, Kirishima’s mind was going all over the place. Her small, and almost shaky voice breaks the silence.
“I’ve... Never really shown anyone these. Other than the girls in the bathhouse.”
Kirishima gulped.
“Training with my mother was brutal, and my back has the proof to show it.”
Kirishima, putting the pieces together, furrows his eyebrows.
“You can uh, turn around now.”
Kirishima does, and faces Y/N’s back, littered with scars. Ranging from different shades, and sizes. Some from deeper wounds, others not so much. He’s almost at a loss for words, and not in a good way.
“I figured,” Y/N continues. “I should show you these, or, whatever... Because I trust you.”
Kirishima takes a quiet step forward. So many scars, he doesn’t know where to begin. How could she have gone through this, what kind of pain did she go through, how many tears has she shed because of this?
The silence in Y/N’s room was deafening. Maybe, she thought, this was a bad idea. What if he’s grossed out by her impure back? Was it too much for him? Maybe she should have just—
Y/N feels warm hands hold her hips gently, that are then followed by something soft at her right shoulder blade. Then again in the middle of her back, her neck, her left shoulder. Y/N hears the light sound of a kiss, after she realizes what Kirishima is doing.
Y/N turns her head around as much as her body allows her too, face lightly flushed. “What are you— Usually when someone kisses another for the first time it’s...”
“On the lips?” Kirishima finishes her sentence. Then, feeling a little flustered himself, he pulls back a little. “Sorry I— Seeing your back all marked up like this, my mind went blank. I don’t know the pain you went through, and, I don’t know if my words would be enough...”
Y/N’s face softens as she faces him. “Kiri...”
“I know being a hero is dangerous, and getting hurt is just part of the job.” Kirishima says. “And yet, the idea of that happening to you... worries me.”
Y/N laughs silently. “C’mon, you know I’ll be able to handle it...”
Kirishima unknowingly makes puppy eyes.
“You’re a goof.”
“Aha, maybe I am.” A small smile. “Y/N?”
“Yes?”
“Thanks for trusting me with this.”
Y/N feels her lips curl into a smile. “Thanks for... Not being grossed out by it.”
“How could I ever be grossed out by you?” He asks. “You’re beautiful.”
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Kinktober | Day Two | Sthenolagnia / Muscle Worship | Kirishima Eijirou
I’ve been excited for this one~
Pairing: Kirishima Eijirou x Reader
Warnings: 18+
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You bit down on your bottom lip as you continued to watch your boyfriend train, sweat glistened on his exposed chest, making his already bulging muscles look even more prominent. What you wouldn’t do to run your tongue along the sweaty curve of his abs, running along each pectoral until you found your way to his sternum- 
“Hey, Baby,” Kirishima’s voice broke you out of your fantasy, grinning as he saw you watching him from the doorway, you gave a small wave to your boyfriend, giving a smile in return as he came closer to you, taking your hand in his own larger one to press a gentle kiss to your knuckles. 
“Let me shower and I’ll be with you babe,” You whined low in your throat at the thought. 
You followed Kirishima into the empty locker room, watching as he took his towel to rub the sweat from his brow. Stepping closer to him to stop him from rubbing the towel down his torso. 
“I need to shower, I’m all sweaty,” Kirishima’s voice was husky as he lowered his lips to ghost against your own. Will power wavering as you allowed your fingers out to touch his sweaty chest. The moisture allowing your hands to glide along his hard muscles, feeling the way they contracted under your touch. 
“Enjoying yourself there, Babe?” Kirishima questioned playfully, an eyebrow slightly raised as he watched you dip your head towards his glistening chest, the pad of your tongue licking along his large pectoral as Kirishima groaned at the contact, continuing to watch as you moved to swirl your tongue around his perky nipple. 
“You have no idea,” You spoke against his chest, your fingers slipping down to tease against the waistband of the basketball shorts he wore for his workout, the material hung low on his hips, exposing the prominent ‘V’ of his muscles, “You’re so strong, Red Riot-”
You deliberately used his hero name, knowing exactly how much this ignited a fire inside him. You felt his body stiffen under your touch before you were pressed against a wall, Kirishima’s muscular body now trapping you as his palm moved up to cup your cheek, arching your neck so he could capture your lips in a rough, needy kiss. Your moans were swallowed by Kirishima’s lips as his tongue pushed inside your wet cavern, brushing against your own. 
“You been enjoying yourself. Watching me train, baby girl?” Kirishima’s nimble fingers moved down into your shorts, feeling how soaked your panties had become. Letting out a low tut tut, Kirishima’s fingers pulled your soaked panties to the side so he could feel the complete effect he had on your body while you had been shamelessly watching him work out. 
“So wet,” Kirishima’s lips were at your neck, biting down on the tender skin, “is all this for me?” 
Kirishima tugged your shorts and panties down, giving him even more access to your dripping sex, his fingers curling into your tight cunt as he thrust them into you shallowly. You arched your back off the wall, pushing your hips into his as you felt his obvious erection pushing against you as he continued his steady pace, his thumb moving up to rub against your clit. 
You reached down to pull your shirt over your head, Kirishima’s red eyes immediately swarming to your exposed skin. 
“You’re so beautiful,” Kirishima tugged his basketball shorts down, exposing his cock that stood at full mast. You licked your lips in anticipation as Kirishima helped you out of the rest of your clothes. 
Kirishima lifted you up effortlessly, his arms going under your knees to put you in the perfect position, palms gripping your ass, spreading your cheeks as he lowered you down on his curved erection, slipping inside your slick effortlessly as he bottomed inside you. He stepped away from the wall, not needing the surface to keep your body upright, his strong body could manage your weight easily and the position had you pressed against every inch of his muscular body.
“You’re so strong, Eijirou” Your arms moved to curve around his neck, trying to keep your body upright as Kirishima started a brutal pace, leaving you little to no time to adjust to him, using his leverage on your rear to lift you up and slam you back down on his cock. The loud echoing of your skin slapping against his sounded around the empty locker room, the wet squelch of your pussy slipping against his length. The fact that your boyfriend could carry your body as though you were a rag doll was a huge turn on, the thought only adding to the throb you felt between your legs. 
“Fuck, Eiji-” Your own hands ran against the muscles on his shoulders and back, feeling the way they contracted against your touch. This man really was sculpted by the Gods, “you’re so fucking sexy,” 
Feeling the way his hard muscles felt against your soft skin was sending your thoughts racing. You couldn’t take your eyes off the way his body moved against your own, the strength he had after years of training as he held your entire body up effortlessly, like you weighed nothing at all. 
“You like that, baby girl?” Kirishima’s thrusts were making you shriek out his name as you continued to bounce on his length, screams tearing from your throat, “You like the way I fuck your pussy,” Your nails moved to drag along Kirishima’s muscular back at his lewd words, leaving red welts in their wake as he ground out a loud moan from his throat, his main goal now to make you come undone at his ministrations. 
Kirishima didn’t have to wait long for you to reach your climax, the coil that was becoming dangerously tight inside of you snapped as you arched your back, breasts pushed up against his chest as you came. 
You trembled in his arms as his orgasm hit him, and he moaned out your name, placing his forehead against your own as he gasped for breath. 
Kirishima lowered you to the ground, keeping his hands on your hips as you wobbled on shaky legs. He placed another sloppy kiss against your lips as your hands held onto his shoulders for support. 
“I think we both need a shower now, babe.”
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izucrew-bakusquad · 4 years
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kittenwithaquirk · 4 years
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Kirishima! The local smol bean that we all love. ;w;
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