#Kirishima eijiro x male reader

[enbyenvy666]

personal pornstar Part 1/?

Being a hero can be overwhelming at times. Stressful and demanding, rarely having a break long enough to practise some self care. All to help and benefit our community. So why not get something back from the community? Hire your companion today! --------

Falling on hard times led you to signing up to become a 'companion' for Pro Heroes, hoping to make a quick buck, but instead you became the 3rd part of a famous hero couple who show you love in ways you never expected.

established!kiribaku x masc!reader eventual smut (will be a cismale version and a transmale version) word count - 1.7k

CONTENT WARNINGS - 18+ themes, eating food, swearing, sex work? except there isn't any sex yet, reader is broke, reader is implied to have piercings, google translate french, no beta (if i've missed anything please let me know)

You had seen the adverts. A website in which Pro Heroes can order ‘companions’ to help them de-stress. You weren’t a pro, no, quite the opposite actually. The ads were definitely targeted, you were seeing them because you were broke and in need of some cash in order to live. There were nights where you really considered joining while eating from a cup of ramen noodles as your third meal that day, for the fourth day in a row.

But when you did peruse the website out of curiosity, it didn’t specify what the companions would be hired for. It didn’t say it was sexual, but it didn’t deny it either. It seemed almost like a sugar baby/sugar parent type situation, where you would be financially compensated for ‘favours’. Some heroes were well off financially which was very appealing, but there were also some lesser known heroes who could be into some really freaky shit with not a lot of compensation for it.

After getting your electricity bill, you bit the bullet and signed up. You had to sign an NDA when creating your account, which you felt was a little over the top but your empty bank account was enough motivation to continue. Uploading a couple of more recent pictures, including a couple spicier ones from times you were really feeling yourself, and writing a small bio trying to hype yourself up, you eagerly waited for some kind of response. But eventually you forgot about it, focusing on your minimum wage job instead.

Until you checked your phone during your lunch break and found that you had received a message from ‘Rouge_ Émeute’. While the message contained simple instructions, it was written nicely with ‘please’s and ‘thank you’s sprinkled throughout. They wanted to meet you at a private restaurant, a restaurant you recognised to be a safe haven for Heroes to dine at without flashing cameras in their faces.

It was also an expensive restaurant, which made you feel giddy about one of the more popular heroes wanting to meet you. Putting on your best button up and slacks, you were nervous when you arrived at the restaurant. You were told to tell the hostess you were here for ‘R and D’, which you felt silly saying until the hostess gave you a bright smile, gesturing for you to follow as she weaved through the restaurant.

You passed so many famous faces as you almost had to jog to catch up with the hostess. You saw Fat Gum, Uwabami, Selkie. You’re pretty sure you even saw Red Riot and Dynamight! Wait… why is the hostess leading you straight to their table?

Hold on a second…

Oh shit.

The hostess happily gestured to the booth seat, across from the two heroes, placing a couple menus down on the table before quickly walking away. You couldn’t believe it. The number two hero and his husband, hired you, to be their companion for the evening. Red Riot had a bright grin on his face, showing off his famous pointy teeth, while Dynamight sat beside him with a scowl, arms crossed over his chest.

It was strange seeing them out of their hero costumes, Riot in a button down and maroon blazer, complementing his red hair which wasn’t spiked up in its usual style, but instead softly falling down his shoulders. Dynamight was wearing a white polo, short sleeves showing off his bulging biceps muscles, which you could see ripple with any minor movement. You scooted across the seat as you sat down, both sets of their red eyes watching you. Like an ant under a magnifying glass, you felt like you were about to burst into flames at any moment. Riot finally spoke, breaking the tension. “Punk_boi right?”

Ah yes, your username for the website. You had completely forgotten to tell them your real name, or at least whichever one of the pair you were corresponding with.

“It’s (y/n),” you responded meekly, trying to force a smile that made you look comfortable, but missing the mark.

“(y/n)… it suits you,” Riot smiled sweetly, placing his elbow on the table to rest his chin in his palm. You felt your cheeks grow warm, averting your gaze down to your lap where your fingers fiddled nervously under the table. You whispered out an appreciated thanks, shoulders tense. Dynamight kept his hard gaze on you, ruby eyes flicking over your nervous form, sitting shyly across from him. Noticing his staring, you took a deep breath, gaining the courage to talk.

“I’m so sorry, I guess I’m a little star struck, I didn’t think the number 2 hero would be interested in me,” you admitted with a nervous chuckle. Dynamight finally uncrossed his arms from his chest, instead digging his elbows into the table as he leaned closer to you.

“Yeah well, I am.” His regular volume just seemed to be slightly louder, causing a couple of glances from other tables. “What are you in this for?”

His question caught you off guard. You had heard that he was abrasive and straightforward but he still surprised you.

“I’m uh… pretty broke right now,” you admitted, eyes darting across the heroes’ faces to gauge any type of reaction, and when you didn’t see one, you decided to use this as an opportunity to turn up the charm.

“And because I want to thank the heroes that keep me safe,” you added in a sultry tone, reaching across the table to squeeze Dynamight’s hand. It was a lie though, you lived in an area with very limited patrols so there was more crime, but at least the rent was cheap because of it.

“There’s no need to thank us,” Riot said, laying his hand over yours, his large palm and fingers quickly engulfing your hand and almost covering Dynamight’s as well. You felt your blood run cold for a moment, before your face grew warm. You had assumed that you were hired just for Dynamight, maybe for some kind of cuckoldry thing but now it dawned on you. They both wanted you. “Please, order anything you like.”

The menu was the perfect barrier to cover your face as your situation started to dawn on you. Both of these men were nearly double your size, especially Red Riot, who was a mountain of a man. You weren’t sure if you could… take them both at once, let alone just Riot. Deciding to just get a pasta dish, you fiddled with your collar as you tried to steel your nerves. With your fingers threaded together, you placed them on the table to hopefully avoid anymore fidgeting to betray your calm facade.

“This is my first time doing this,” you admitted, feeling a slight weight lift from your shoulders. Dynamight’s lips turned upwards into a smirk as he huffed a short laugh.

“We could tell,” he teased. Riot chuckled as well, covering your hand with his again, his fingers soothingly stroking your wrist, fingertips just sneaking under your sleeve. Feeling the warmth in your face spread down your neck, you sheepishly turned your attention to your lap again.

“Don’t worry, it’s our first time too,” he assured.

“Wouldn’t you want someone with more experience?”

“Nah,” the blonde reached over, forefinger hooking under your chin with his thumb holding it in place as he tilted your head upward, forcing you to look at him. “We liked you too much.”

Thank god you didn’t have some kind of fire or heat quirk because you could’ve melted at that moment. Throughout the dinner, the two heroes would give you teasing touches and flirty comments, and as much as you wanted to reciprocate, they made you too flustered. By the time dinner had ended and they led you outside, the butterflies in your stomach feeling more and more like anxiety. You were about to have sex with not one stranger, but two, who were both Pro Heroes as well!

The cold night air cooled your hot face, but Dynamight’s hand on your lower back made the temperature of your cheeks a fierce competition. Riot stood in front of you to protect you from the cold breeze while requesting your phone. Hesitant, you gave him the device, watching him type away before handing it back to you.

He had created two new contacts, ‘Eijiro Kirishima’ and ‘Katsuki Bakugo’, and put them both in a group chat. Kirishima leaned down to your ear, feeling his lips brush against the metal jewellery that pierced the cartilage as he whispered, “Text us when you get home safe.”

Your mouth opened and closed as you tried to respond, brain short-circuiting when the scent of his fancy cologne filled your nostrils. Bakugo reached into his pocket, moving in closer to your other side, lips brushing against your other ear as he handed you something discreetly. “For the cab.”

Glancing down at your palm you saw a hundred dollar bill. Gawking at it, your eyes practically bulged out of your skull. “I-I-I thought-“

The two men chuckled, Bakugo sounding a little more raspy. His hand rubbed up and down your back, pressing his surprisingly soft lips to your cheek in a kiss that almost made your knees buckle.

“Not yet, sweetheart, but maybe if you’d like to see us again,” Kirishima whispered before kissing your other cheek, turning away to flag down a taxi. As soon as one pulled up, the red head opened the door for you, and Bakugo’s hand never leaving your back until you climbed into the yellow car. With quick goodbyes, you watched them walk away hand in hand.

The cab ride was short, leaving you with plenty of change which you felt guilty for keeping. Once you got inside your apartment, your anxiety washed away and was replaced with exhaustion. The rollercoaster of emotions from dinner, and from work early that day left you extremely drained. Stripping from your clothes and crawling into bed, you remembered to text the two heroes you were home safe just before drifting off. --------

A/N - ahhhhhh first time posting! please let me know if there's any mistakes or ways i can improve! likes and reposts appreciated <3

[beautifulsenpai]

imagining an au where the bakusquad turned to villains, captured their classmate after he became a hero and now keeps him as a pet in their lair. the amount of times they watch each other play with you..

tw/cw. messed up shit, stomach bulge, double penetration (sorry if this isn’t the stuff you normally thought of)

i believe they would create their villain organization when they got older, and their first order of business would capture their beloved hero that they were deeply in love with in their school years, and now it’s their time to make you theirs once and for all! after capturing you, you bet they would put a fucking collar around your neck like a dog.

how sick, they consider you as their pathetic pet. the days spent with them would be hell. they would play with you, and it’s not like what you think. each of them would take turns fucking you while they watch, or two dicks would be inside of you, creating a bulge while one of their cocks would be inside of your mouth.

they would ignore your screams, and cries of protest while they fill you up with their cum. you never thought that your used-to-be friends could be so horrible. after they had their time with you, they would leave you as a mess. they would later on clean you up but what was the use if they would ruin you the next day..

i might write this though, this is such a creative idea

[starboye]

pairings: eijiro kirishima x male reader x katsuki bakugo

request: If you write for My Hero Academia, how about YN riding the boys of your choice in the common room while they play Mortal Kombat? If for example, Shinso wins, YN must ride him until he loses. So if Bakugou defeats Shinso, YN will ride him until someone else defeats him. They just using him as a ragdoll. Oh, and they're all naked by the way and the rest of the students maybe went out to visit their families or something. I don't think Todoroki knows how to play video games, so he just records everything patiently waiting his turn or Midoriya shares his turn with him.

warnings: smut, degrading slightly, unprotected sex, recorded sex, cursing

a/n: please know that I have never once watched this show so if I got anything wrong I'm sorry

when eijiro and bakugo said they wanted to hang out you didn't expect to be spreading your ass across their dicks but here you were getting passed between the two after every win.

"how much longer am I gonna have to do this guys" you ask tired after the hours of riding, your knees feeling like they were mere minutes from giving out "c'mon you can go for another hour" bakugo says focusing in on the game to make sure he can keep you tightly wrapped around him "no I can't" you whine turning your face away from the camera that todoroki was recording with (which was definitely gonna be used for jerk off material later).

"don't be shy baby boy" bakugo says turning your face back to the camera but doing that makes him loses focus and he ends up losing the round "fuck this shit" he curses throwing his hands into the air "yes, my turn" eijiro celebrates, you lift off bakugo and eijiro snatches you onto his dick "can you guys please just cum already" you begged mixed with a moan "should we" eijiro asks bakugo.

"one more round" bakugo replies resuming the game "you guys are such dicks" you huff "yeah but you're still enjoying this huh" eijiro says rubbing the tip of your dick making you moan and lay your head on his shoulder while you begin lightly bouncing up and down on his dick, "yeahhh just like that" todoroki says stroking his dick watching the erotic scene in front of him "shut up you horny fuck" you snarl "don't test me or I'll fuck you till you beg me to stop" todoroki growls making you shut up.

"that's what I thought, now be a good boy and ride the cum out of them" he says, you could hear the buttons mashing as the boys cursed at each other trying to win, but in the end you heard bakugo huff in frustration and eijiro cheered "yeah you get to ride me for a little more" eijiro says smacking your ass and going back to focusing on the game, you moan put before resuming riding him as you feel yourself get weaker and weaker.

you tighten your hole around eijiro, basically begging him to cum so you can finally rest "fuck" eijiro mutters as his vision becomes slightly hazy "about to lose huh" bakugo smirks "n-no... I got this" eijiro says before he closes his eyes tightly and cums in you with a loud groan while curses fall from his mouth, bakugo takes this chance to defeat eijiro and gets his chance with you "my turn" he eagerly says snatching you from eijiros dick.

bakugo doesn't even bother setting the controller down, he throws it too the side and slams you onto his dick "fuck" you both moan, bakugo could feel his dick sliding so easily in and out of you with the mix of eijiro's messy cum "right there" you whimper digging your nails into bakugo's back which will definitely have people questioning what happens to him over the break.

"nghhh" bakugo grunts through gritted teeth holding you down on his dick by tightly wrapping his hands around your waist "oh fuck" you loudly moan as you cum on bakugo's chest before you both collapse on the floor, chest heaving up and down with loud huffs.

"did you get that" eijiro asks todoroki "every second of it" he replies stopping the video and smirking "I'm never doing this again" you say leaning up off bakugo's chest "I'm sure you'll be back begging for more" todoroki says slapping your ass to hear you moan, after the break you were sure the boys showed everyone the video seeing as almost every guy was asking to fuck you, you weren't complaining though, you got to get fucked by every guy in school.

[bauhaus-bae]

Pro!Hero y/n with Super Strength

User has massive strength levels that also strengthen the whole body making the user indestructible to materialistic things.

He was sitting in a metal chair unable to move as he was chained from head to toe. Pro Hero, Red Riot was taken hostage by some group of criminals begging for some attention and fame.

Why they were targeting him, he didn’t have a clue. He was among the top five hero’s but, why would they kidnap him of all people?

“Looks guys, why don’t you let me outa here and we can talk this out..” He was starting to get impatient and he really didn’t like being tied up like this. “Shut the hell up!” They tried using force but, the damage was minimized considering his quirk.

“Why don’t we try knocking him out?” They nodded to each other before one disappeared and came back with a syringe “Don’t make this harder than it has to be.” Did they really think that’d work? He could always just harden the place he tried to inject it in.

Just as they were about to inject the serum in him they heard a loud rumbling sound before the whole side of the building came crumbling down. Kirishima tried to hide his awe struck expression as his fiancé gleefully walked into the now destroyed building.

“Hiya boys!” You smile sinisterly, slowly etching closer to the villains “Got something for me?” Kirishima smirked as the group of men looked back and forth between you and each other.

“Listen to the ‘em guys, now untie me.”

Safe to say you both got home safely and they had to be taken to the hospital on stretchers after you untied your dear husband-to-be.

The end 😝

I imagine some scary ass person bustin through the walls looking deranged while red sex plays in the background

MASTERLIST

[biggestxsimps]

A Hero's end

Pro hero Kirishima x Pro hero male reader!!

TW: Death/near death, emotional distress, violence, mentions of blood!!

ANGSTY FIC.

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8 HOURS AGO~

“Stop it you idiots.” Katsuki mumbled out, placing a hand over his mouth as he hid a grin, his eyes creasing slightly.

Mina opened up a sugar satchel, pouring the sugar into her drink before placing the paper on the side of the saucer. She picked up her spoon, subtly mixing her coffee, a giggle falling from her lips. “It’s pretty funny tho Kats..” she admitted.

Kirishima couldn’t help but snort, his arms resting over his stomach as he leaned over, trying his best to contain his laughter. “—-it’s just—aha” he took a breath, before he started to crack up laughing.

Y/N’s hands cupped around his mug as he took a sip of his hot drink. He glanced over at Kirishima, a small smile tugging at the corner of his lips as he admired his fiancé from across the table.

PRESENTLY~

Teeth gritted and eyes closed tightly. Y/N clenched the side of his body, his hand barely covering the gauging hole through his stomach, crimson red liquid squirting out of the wound as he took a few steps forward, falling to his knees weakly from the blood loss.

Sounds of explosions in the distance nearby became quiet, and the stench of burning debris became more prominent as the smoke started to slowly clear up, Y/N letting out a harsh cough as he crawled little by little.

Through the haze, Y/N witnessed a familiar figure barrelling through the chaos. Kirishima’s hair was matted with sweat and grime, his muscles screamed in protest as he deflected another powerful blow, his hardened skin absorbing the impact. He glanced around frantically, searching for any sign of Y/N. They had been fighting side by side moments ago, but the tide of the battle had separated them. The pit of dread grew in his stomach with each passing second.

“Y/N!” he bellowed, his voice barely audible over the roar of battle.

Kirishima's breath hitched when he caught a glimpse of Y/N’s hero costume, there he laid, on the ground, unmoving, pooled in his own blood. His heart dropped. “No…,no, no, no!”

Without hesitation, Kirishima rushed through the swarm of enemies, avoiding each blow, his hardened fists smashing each piece of debris that flew his way in desperation to reach his lover. “Y/N STAY WITH ME!” he yelled out.

Y/N’s eyes fluttered open, tilting his head to the side slightly, his vision blurred as he spotted the red head run towards him.

Just as Eijiro was about to reach his side, a massive piece of crumbled building was dislodged by one of the surrounding villains. It hurled towards him with terrifying speed. He barely had time to react before the debris slammed into him, sending him flying across the battlefield. He crushed into the ground with a sickening thud, his hardened skin cracking underneath from the immense force.

“Kirishima!” Y/N’s voice let out a strangled cry, his hand reaching out weakly for his fiancé.  

As on impact, the building shattered, crushing Kirishima underneath in the process.

Across the battlefield, Sero and Denki fought their way towards their fallen friends. Sero’s tape wrapped around the legs of an enemy, yanking them off balance, while Denki released a wave of electricity that sent the other opponent spiralling.

“Hang on Y/N!” Sero shouted.

Kaminari reached where Kirishima was first, his hands crackling with his quirk still activated. “We need to get them out of here now!” he said urgently, his usual playful tone not present.

Y/N still on the ground, struggling to rise, his face pale and strained. “I need to see if he’s okay.” he croaked out, trying to push past the pain.

Sero quickly moved to Y/N’s side, his grip gentle but firm as he held him back. “You can’t Y/N.” he said, voice firm. “You’re too hurt, you need medical attention.”

“But Kirishima-” He protested, voice breaking.

Denki joined Sero, his expression serious. “We’ll get to him, but you need to stay here. We can’t risk losing both of you.”

Tears streamed down Y/N’s face as he struggled against them, his desperation evident. “Please let me go!” 

Sero’s grip tightened. “We will bring him back Y/N, trust us.”

Y/N’s breaths came in ragged gasps, his vision swimming from the pain and blood loss. “I need…I need…to see–..him–” he muttered, his strength fading. His legs gave out underneath him, collapsing into Sero’s arms.

“Y/N!” Sero shrekied, gently lowering him onto the ground.

“Y/N, hang in there!”  Kaminari mumbled, turning on his heel and rushed over to the crumbled building, immediately starting to search for Kirishima in a panic.

Y/N’s eyes fluttered, the world around him becoming a blur motion and a silence of sounds. He could barely make out the medics rushing towards him, their voices a distant echo. He felt himself slipping away, the pain receding into a cold numbness.

“Kirishima..” Y/N whispered weakly, his vision darkening. “I love you…”

And then everything went black.

-Written by Owner 2

Masterlist

[confusedblakex]

Words

Pairing: Eijiro Kirishima X Deaf Reader (GN)

Summary: Kirishima always wondered why he had no words on his wrist, but when he meets you it all makes sense

AU: Soulmate AU - Soulmates have tattoos of the first words their soulmates say to them

Wordcount: ~1430

Warnings: Self consciousness (inferiority complex)

Requested by: Me stressing about finals

Notes: As a hearing person, please let me know if I offend anyone with the way I've written the reader (or if you have any constructive criticism)

Last edited: 24th May 2023

Kirishima was self-conscious about many things. His looks, his personality, his quirk. And the fact that he had no soulmate.

The first words a person’s soulmate said to them would be written as a tattoo-like mark on the inside of their wrist. Everyone found their soulmate at some point in their life, whether intentionally or not, they would end up as friends or lovers or something in between.

Not everyone wanted to find their soulmate, but having no soulmate at all was even rarer than being quirkless. And on Kirishima’s wrist, there was nothing.

His love of sweatbands and nice watches wasn’t because of their usefulness and functionality, but because it meant he never had any questions about his soulmark. Though that didn’t mean he completely avoided the subject, and he always felt a sting in his heart whenever his friends brought it up.

But UA would be different - he told himself - at UA, he wouldn’t fear judgement because of it. And so for his first day of hero school, he didn’t cover his wrist, the empty space looking so abnormal to him.

Yet on the first day, quite a few people found their soulmates. He may have felt his heart ache, but reminded himself of the new person he was. He wouldn’t let this get him down. So when the topic of soulmates was brought up, he didn’t shy away - though he was nervous - and told his class about his lack of soulmark. No one made a fuss, and no one made him feel bad. Bakugo even called him lucky for not having destiny be the one to decide his partner.

So manly.

And though he still wished he had a soulmate, he didn’t let himself feel upset that he didn’t have a soulmark. Well, that was until he met you.

You were a transfer student who joined midyear, and apparently you knew Uraraka since she greeted you with a hug the moment she saw you. And then once Aizawa walked in,  you introduced yourself to the class.

Notebook in hand, you took a deep breath and stood in front of the class. Kirishima watched as you flipped open the first page of the notebook and gasps and whispers filled the room.

“Hello, my name is (y/n), and I’m deaf” 

And you flipped the page again.

“It’s a pleasure to meet you all”

You were nervous, he could tell you were nervous, but you smiled through it regardless. You were shown to your seat by Aizawa, and the moment he tried to go back to sleep the class erupted into chatter. Uraraka ran over to you and started making quick hand movements to you, which Kirishima realised was sign language.

The rest of the class followed suit, all rushing over trying to talk to you and asking Uraraka to translate. You took out your notebook with some pre-written answers for common questions. Things like:

“I do have hearing aids, but that doesn’t mean I can hear fully”

“If you want to talk to me, please make sure I’m able to see your face so I can better understand what you’re saying”

Once the fuss all died down, Uraraka ended up convincing you and a bunch of others to start a club to teach people sign language so you could communicate with them more easily. Which was then followed by Bakugo, of all people, going up to you and challenging you (and probably also insulting your quirk) in fluent sign language.

But Kirishima never took his eyes off you. You were gorgeous. The way you interacted with the class as they asked you questions, and how cute you were when you were focusing on listening to someone. Your smile and the positive aura you had.

He had fallen hard.

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He walked up to you one day with the intention of asking about joining the sign language club, but he couldn’t seem to think clearly. He had never spoken to you before, so once he had your attention his mind blanked.

Instead he said the first thing that popped into his brain.

“Hey, I uh… just wanted to say I think you’re really pretty…”

Your eyes went wide as your wrist started to tingle and then gently burn. It only lasted a moment, but you knew exactly what it meant. You pulled your sleeve down just enough to see the words glowing, and then turned to furiously sign to Uraraka, who was already understanding what was going on.

“Oh my gosh, (y/n)’s your soulmate!” She exclaimed, probably a little louder than she intended as you winced at the noise.

“What?” Kiri asked, not because he didn’t figure it out, but because it simply wasn’t possible. And yet it made so much sense.

The silence that followed rang loud, and yet your bright smile made everything alright. Kiri couldn’t help but pull you into a gentle hug, one that you quickly reciprocated.

From that moment on, Kirishima felt complete, felt as though his heart was whole. As though all those years spent feeling insecure about his lack of soulmark, and all those nights he spent wishing he’d have a soulmate were nothing.

And your friendship quickly became something more. Kiri didn’t want to feel like he was pushing you into a relationship, but it just felt so natural. His love for you was unlike anything he had ever felt, and it only grew greater each day.

Kirishima wanted to confess his feelings for you, but he wasn’t sure how. Not once had to two of you spoken about your feelings regarding the realtionship, and he wanted it to be special. 

He finally convinced Bakugo to teach him sign language - even though Bkakugo wouldn’t tell Kiri why he knew it - and planned the perfect way to tell you. On his birthday.

Unbeknownst to him, you wanted to do something special too. With the help of Uraraka, Momo and Jiro, you all came up with a plan. The three of them were the best friends you could ask for and were so supportive of your feelings for Kirishima. Together, they helped you learn over the months, and for Kiri’s birthday you were going to tell him you loved him. With words.

It wasn’t as though you couldn’t speak, you could, you were just so self-conscious about how you sounded - and of course it wasn’t easy. But it was something you were willing to do for Eijiro. He was so uplifting to be around, and encouraged you endlessly. For years you were worried that your soulmate wouldn’t be interested in you romantically because of your disability, but Kiri didn’t care. He loved you regardless, and you couldn’t be happier.

But when the day finally rolled around, you suddenly didn’t trust yourself. What if you sounded weird? What if he didn’t like your voice? You knew it was just your thoughts bringing you down, but they were so difficult to ignore.

A tap on your shoulder brought you back from your thoughts, and your turned to face Bakugo and Kirishima. You smiled at Kiri, but Bakugo had something to say.

“Stupid hair had something important to say, so you better pay attention” he signed, “I’ll kill you if you don’t treat him well”

His face softened, and he patted you on the back before leaving, which took you off guard. It leaft you and Kiri alone together, but you were still confused.

He looked nervous, but before you could ask any questions, he bagan signing.

“It’s my birthday today, and I wanted to do something special”

“And I really don’t want to come off as weird, but it’s not manly for me to keep my feelings hidden from you”

He signed to you fluently and confidently, making a few mistakes here and there, but you could tell he was really trying. And it was wonderful.

“I love you (y/n)”

This was not how you expected it to go, but it was perfect nonetheless. He confessed to you! It was practically the perefct setup.

“I love you to-o, Kiri-shima” You said, making sure you carefully sounded out the words so you didn’t say anything wrong.

Kiri didn’t even have time to process that you just spoke. You loved him too!

“Really?! Ow-” He felt his wrist burn, and he hadn’t even noticed until it hurt. He tugged his sleeve down to see what had happened, but paused when he saw there was no wound. Instead, his wrist was glowing with words appearing on his skin.

‘I love you too, Kirishima’

[theoriginalkaminari]

BROOOOOO

the bungo stray dogs brainrot is REALLL

Okay but like....

Who do you think would match best with an S/O like Dazai in Mha

Also i asked because I really wanna write something with MHA and BSD so i will write for whoever wins

[a-rat-who-writes]

UA Class Movie Night (Kirishima)

(This is all Pre-S7 to avoid spoilers!)

‣ After some intense training, some of the girls in the class proposed that you all should have a movie night past curfew since the following day was a weekend

‣ Some people were opposed to it since they either broke the rules, wanted to sleep, or simply were just "above" engaging in group activities that weren't important.

‣ After some convincing from people like yourself, Kirishima, Mina, Midoriya, and Ochaco, you all managed to group everyone up and sit them down for at least one movie.

‣ There was the whole debate on what genre the movie should be, some people like Bakugo insisted on some... rather violent movies, some like Denki who suggested a rom-com, and then there were people like Midoriya who hinted at a hero documentary.

‣ Much to Bakugo's irritation and rejection, it was settled on some musical that was voted on. It didn't seem like the most entertaining out of all the options, but the most widely accepted among everyone.

‣ People like Sato and Yaoyorozu were rather pleased with the preparation phases for making food, and some others took the initiative to go out and buy the normal movie snacks.

‣ When everything was set and ready, you found yourself setting down a bundle of blankets on the couches everyone rearranged around a large TV in the commons when you heard Kirishima's voice speak up from behind you

‣ He held himself in almost a shy way which is unlike him, but upon realizing it was only because he wanted to ask you to sit next to him.

‣ It was a little painful to hear him scramble to find the right words to string together to ask in the least conspicuous way, but you eventually just held a hand up and told him you didn't mind and were planning on asking him yourself.

‣ He was relieved and.. honestly a bit jittery when he heard you say you were gonna ask him yourself. You could very clearly see it on his face-- he wasn't the greatest at hiding his emotions, but it made him all the more endearing.

‣ With that, everyone had food passed out and sat down on the couches, mostly sticking to their friend groups. Kirishima had came over as per your earlier conversation, and the two of you shared a maroon colored blanket.

‣ Everything went relatively smoothly, but you could tell Kirishima wasn't the most.. awake. He was definitely more of an action movie type-dude, which you concluded after seeing the way his blinking slowed.

‣ You didn't want to be too forward by telling him he could rest on your shoulder or change positions, so you continued to glance at him, watching the way he began to relax, whether it was due to your presence or because of the exhaustion from training finally hitting.

‣ By the end of the first movie he was already wiped, resting with his head craned back on the back of the couch. A few people left after the movie was done, but most at least wanted to stay for one more, enjoying everyone at peace and laughing together.

‣ You carefully took his head in your hands and leaned him on your shoulder, relieved he didn't wake up in the process. No one else seemed to pay all that much attention, Kaminari and Mineta already having fallen asleep too.

‣ As the second movie played, you couldn't shake the feeling of butterflies in your stomach when you glanced down at him. The slowness of his breathing against you and the way he was pressed next to you under the blanket made you want to almost protect him because of how peaceful he looked.

‣ The movie was mostly a blur since you were too distracted with Kirishima. During the credits you were tempted to let him continue to sleep, but Iida was pretty insistent on everyone returning to their respective rooms now that you all were finished.

‣ You carefully ran your hand against Kirishima's far arm, trying to wake him up as comfortably as possible. He stirred a few times before actually waking up. He raised his hand to rub his eyes for a moment before looking up at you. (SHIT HIS SKIN WAS SO SOFT)

‣ OH WOW was he cute. You had seen him tired before, but nothing beat this moment as your hand still kept in contact with his other arm. He looked around and saw most people dispersing before he flushed, looked at the two of you.

‣ You pulled your hand away, afraid of making him uncomfortable, but only then did you realize how warm he was, and jeez-- how warm your face was too.

‣ He laughed quietly when he saw your reaction, you avoiding eye contact. He pulled away which made you calm down a bit more, but also missed the contact. (You had it bad for him)

‣ You had gotten up with him and told him that if there was another time like this, you would enjoy it if you two would sit next to each other again, which he immediately agreed to.

‣ Despite him having fallen asleep for most of the movies, he claimed he came in and out of sleep, catching a few moments of the movies.

‣ Although it was more of a mumble, he added that he enjoyed you being by him the whole time and keeping him warm.

‣ He quickly departed after that, leaving you standing there in modest shock, your heart racing at that last sentence before you also turned in for the night.

[iisasarcasticlittleshite]

Hello! I hope your day/night is great!! Can I request for kiribaku with a male reader who they found crying in the bathroom because of stress, it was the first time they saw the reader cry because the reader is the type of person who say to others "I'm fine, nothings wrong" when they're actually not fine Take your time btw! <3

Hey! I know I've got a different ask to work on as well but this one just spoke to me today, and I've never been good at doing things in order haha!

Be warned of strong language (Katsuki's a potty mouth) and implied blood, nothing too serious though.

Let me know what you think!

Dynamight and Red Riot were a sight to behold, stampeding through the city as fast as their legs could carry them, away from the scene now under control.

A villain with an incredibly volatile quirk lost their cool in the middle of a busy shopping mall, he would've brought down the whole building if it wasn't for you.

Dynamight and Red Riot had been doing damage control outside the building, trying to get the hundreds of people to safety, they had no idea what you were dealing with inside.

The villain took a hostage, a little girl. You'd been fighting for her life for the past four hours, and though you'd won, you'd had to use more force than you would have wanted too.

That villain is barely clinging to life, the child now safe with the paramedics looking for her parents, but you, you were nowhere to be found.

It was a gruelling hour, waiting to hear from you, until Red Riot got a call from your secretary at the agency building,

You'd stormed in half an hour ago, and hadn't come out of the bathroom.

Your partners burst into the front door of the agency, checking every bathroom they passed before finding the one on the third floor, locked.

"Oi! Get this damn door open or I'll blast outta the damn wall!"

"Bakugo, chill." Kirishima placated, fighting to catch his breath after the all-out sprint to your side. "He doesn't need you yelling at him right now."

Bakugo forced himself to take a deep breath, forced himself to reign in the fear of whatever could be wrong with you. Images of you sitting at the edge of the sink, trying to stitch up your own wounds flashed through his mind. You'd done it before, and had the gall to smile sheepishly at him the whole time.

Kirishima stepped up to the door, placing a gentle hand on the blonde's shoulder. "Please let us in, baby. We just wanna make sure you're okay. You know he'll do it."

It would not be the first time Katsuki caused property damage for his boyfriends.

Eijirou tenses as he heard footsteps on the other side of the door, the boots you wore for work were sturdy, it amazed him how you could tread so softly in them.

The door eased open, but you remained out of sight until they both stepped through the door, and you slammed it shut and locked it again.

Katsuki audibly gasped at the sight of you, covered in dust and soot, thankfully no blood, but...

Streaks of tears cleaved paths through the dirt caked on your cheeks, your eyes, bloodshot and glassy, continued to pour crystalline tears, sticking to your eyelashes.

For a beat, your boyfriends are frozen. Years, years they've known you, through UA, into the pro-Hero world.

Never, never have you shed a single tear.

Or at least, not in front of them.

"Oh...oh baby." Eijirou is immediately in comfort mode, but he doesn't quite know which approach to take with you. Did you want space, to talk about it?

To your surprise, it's Katsuki who steps up with no hesitation and yanks you into his arms, gauntlets clattering to the floor as he threw his arms around you in a bone crushing hug.

You whined, buried your face in your neck, clinging to the material of his costume. His grip was tight, almost too tight, and exactly what you needed, grounding you in reality, in him, from where you'd been drifting in your worst regrets.

"You did good." He whispered softly, nuzzling into your hair. "You did so good, hero."

You stopped holding back the tremors, and Eijiro was soon at your back, enveloping you both in his big arms, pressing kisses to the back of your neck and whispering sweet nothings to you until the shaking stopped.

You lifted your head, coming face to face with Katsuki's blazing crimson eyes. He tutted at you, painfully gentle as his thumb wiped the tear tracks off your cheek.

"Tch, asshole, even when you're cryin' you're the prettiest son-of-a-bitch I've ever seen."

"Katsuki!" Eijiro chuckled even as he scolded your explosive boyfriend.

"What?" Katsuki huffed at Eijiro, cradling the back of your head and pressing a kiss to your other cheek. "I'm not wrong, see!"

Katsuki spun you around to face your other boyfriend, and you could already feel yourself smiling at their antics. Katsuki has a way of making the worst situation feel...no so bad.

He's obnoxious, but, consistent.

Eijiro, sweet, big teddy bear Eijiro, leaned down to press kisses to your forehead, your cheeks, your nose, until he'd kissed away anything remotely resembling tears. "Yup, still handsome."

By now, you can't hold back a smile, and you wouldn't want to anyway. "Thank you."

"What're you thankin' us for? You did the ass kicking!" Katsuki announced proudly, wrapping both arms around you to rest his head on your shoulder. "Seriously, babe, you did good."

You took a deep breath, let yourself lean into him. Eijiro smoothed your hair down, cradling one of your hands to his lips to kiss your bruised knuckles.

It'd take some convincing to get you to let go of the guilt, you held yourself to impossible standards, your boyfriend's know that about you.

Luckily, you're dating the two most determined men on this Earth, determined to love you, tears and all, men who think no less of you whether you announce your feelings to the world, or tuck them away to yourself.

"Let's get you home, hero."

[jellyfishandry]

Kirishima + m!reader

Content: male reader, some mentions of homophobia, Bakugo, possibly ooc, Kirishima has two moms because I said so, (I'm not a gay man so things may be inaccurate!!)

A/N: This is a present for my favorite person in the world, @poly-yooperlite

For him it was very much a “I don’t want to ruin our friendship…” situation. But when you’re all in the changing rooms, he sometimes catches himself looking over at you. Then he scolds himself because it’s very “unmanly” of him. He really can’t help it though. He finds you very attractive. He talks about you to his moms and his friends a lot. Mina and Denki tease him, but Bakugo just wants him to shut up and confess. He’s very tired of seeing you two pine after each other. He has expressed doubt to them that you are even into guys. But Bakugo aggressively told him that it was pretty obvious you liked him back. When he does confess, he wants to make sure he does it the “manly” way. So he buys you flowers. Red roses to be exact. He’s got a rough idea in his head of what he’s going to say and do, but the moment he sees your face, that plan goes out the window. You’re so handsome he can’t help it. But he ends up giving you the flowers and expressing his feelings.  If you were to reject him, he would be very understanding about it, but of course, sad.  But you end up accepting his confession, and telling him how you feel.  He’s overjoyed, because he no longer has to hide his true feelings. He wants to give you a really big hug, but he asks first because he doesn’t want to overwhelm you. Your comfort is very important to him, and he doesn’t want to overstep your boundaries.  He asks for consent whenever he wants to touch you, especially early in your relationship.  Even if you tell him that he doesn’t have to ask, he’ll still make his intentions very clear, and if you don’t want to be touched at that moment, he’s very understanding of that. And especially when it comes to PDA. He’s well aware that not everyone is accepting of gay relationships. Personally he likes holding your hand any time, and he doesn’t care what other people think.  But he will not hesitate to call someone “unmanly” if they make a homophobic comment.  If your family is unsupportive, he will try to act as your exclusively platonic best friend, but he’s not the best actor… Especially considering he wants to be by your side 24/7. He might end up politely arguing with your family if they make a distasteful comment. If you’re out, that is. But if your family is supportive, he will be very chatty and enthusiastic when meeting them. Very much a “I’ll have your son home by eight!” situation.  He’s very polite, but also a bit nervous. He wants to make a good impression on your family.  But your family ends up loving him.  Very glad their son has found such a kind and supportive boyfriend. And his moms love you. They were very excited to finally meet you because of how much Kirishima talks about you. He gets very embarrassed when they tell you that- After first meeting them, they’re constantly wanting to know when you can come over for dinner. They’re very glad that Kirishima has found someone he truly loves.

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[enbyenvy666]

personal pornstar part 3/? cis!ver

𓍊𓋼𓍊𓋼𓍊

𓍊𓋼𓍊𓋼𓍊

after a little spending spree courtesy of your pro-hero sugar daddies, you send the pair some pictures of your new clothes, as well as a couple other outfits, leading to a late-night sleepover.

established!kiribaku x masc!reader part 1 | part 2 cis!ver trans!ver | part 3 trans!ver

CONTENT WARNINGS - 18+ MDNI, reader wears lingerie, threesome, anal sex, top!kirishima, switch!bakugo, bottom!reader, semi-rough sex, mating press, sexting/sending nudes, cuck chair lol, aftercare, no beta we die like men w/c - 3.2k

a/n - I figure out how to add the song this fic is named after!!

The payments you were receiving for spending time with Kirishima and Katsuki were relieving some of your financial stresses. You had bought new nice clothes with the money Katsuki gave you earlier that week, even sending him pictures of the clothes you tried on to get his opinions.

Once home, you wanted to use the rest of your day off to do housework, but as you went to put away your new clothes, you couldn’t resist the urge to try them on again, posing in front of your thin, floor-length mirror. A form-fitting blazer on top of a black button-down that had a rose pattern sewn into it in a kind of thread that looked black until in the right light it would shimmer silver. A classic silver wallet chain added a bit of spice to your new black slacks, all of which not only looked good together but also looked good on you.

Unbuttoning some buttons here and there, and rolling up a sleeve or two made you feel like a kid playing dress-up again. Sitting down on the edge of your bed, still in view of the mirror, you looked over your reflection one more time, grateful for Katsuki’s help. You also realised he hadn’t seen you in the completed outfit yet.

Holding up your phone, you posed in front of the mirror. A couple of buttons undone on the shirt, showing off your collar bones, legs crossed at the knees and leaning your weight on one hand planted on the bed beside you. Holding your phone up beside your face, you were looking at it as you took the photo, making sure it was in focus.

After sending it to the group chat with the two heroes, you started to strip off the nice clothes, hanging them up in your closet to avoid creases. Your phone buzzed on the bed, and you giddily picked it up, excited to see their reactions. What you had received back surprised you, but it didn’t disappoint.

It was a mirror picture of the both of them, similarly in a floor-length mirror, but you could tell theirs was wider as you could see what looked to be a significant portion of their shared bedroom. Both were in their base hero costumes, bare of the extra things like gauntlets and masks.

Katsuki was taking the picture, with the phone held up to his chest while he was looking down at it. Kirishima stood behind him, his muscular arms wrapped around Katsuki’s thinner waist, his bare chest against the blonde’s back. Kirishima had his lips pressed to Katsuki’s temple, but his sparkling jewel eyes were staring directly into the camera. As you were admiring the picture, you received another text from Katsuki, saying how he wanted to see you in that outfit in person.

With an almost childlike excitement, you continued to carefully put away the new clothes, wanting them to stay pristine until you saw the heroes again. As you put on some comfier clothes, your foot knocked on a cardboard box that sat on the floor of the closet, gathering dust. That procrastination curiosity got the better of you and you opened it, wondering what you could have put in there.

Oh…

Lacy underwear, thigh highs, garter belts. Impulse buys you got when you were feeling good about yourself but never had a reason to wear. Underwear that was made purely of leather straps around the crotch, waist and thighs, meant to mimic the look of shibari. A lace garter-jock strap-thigh high combo, leather harnesses, classic lacy thongs, all gone to waste.

But the giddiness and excitement from Kirishima and Katsuki gave you an idea.

The sun was setting by the time you were ready to send them a collection of pictures. Trying on the different pieces and trying to find the perfect angle and pose for the pictures. Showing your supple body in scantily clad underwear that barely covered your most intimate parts. Eventually, you had a nice collection on your hands, and without hesitation, you hit the send button.

But then the realisation hit. Here you were, sending them risqué pictures out of nowhere, when there wasn’t much of a build-up other than you sending a nice, somewhat sexy picture of yourself, and the two of them sending one back that you may have taken out of context. They had just gotten off work, they were probably tired and just wanting to relax, and you were sending them borderline nudes. Oh god, where’s the unsend button?!

Before you could even try to delete them, you saw the three little dots of Katsuki typing. They disappeared and reappeared a couple of times, making you chew on your bottom lip nervously. The dots disappeared, and you waited for them to reappear, but they didn’t return. With a sigh of defeat, you limply fell back on your bed.

Your phone began buzzing in your hand, the ringtone singing louder than you expected. Fumbling the device between your hands as you sat up, trying to recover from your freight before you answered. Katsuki’s contact name was on your screen, and it only served to make your already frightened heart beat faster.

“Hello?” You answered meekly, phone to your ear, cringing at the way the metal piercings scraped against the screen from you placing it there too fast.

“Oi! Do you know what ya doin’ t’me?” He shouted into the phone, but you swear you could hear the twinge of a smirk.

“S-sorry, I was just-” Your cheeks were warm, unable to hold down your cheeky smile.

“You know exactly what you were doin’. I’m callin’ you a cab.” In the background, you could hear Kirishima playfully scolding Katsuki.

“Really?” You gawked into the phone.

“Uh-huh, and you better wear one of those outfits f’me.” Looking around your bed at the various sets of lingerie and sexy underwear, you bit your lip.

“Which ones?” You asked, feeling a tingle between your thighs as your mind started to wander to dirtier thoughts.

“Dealers choice,” he huffed.

“Get here fast.”

———

Katsuki was waiting by the door, ripping it open the second he heard you shut the cab door. He dragged you inside as soon as you were within reach, slamming the front door closed before slamming his lips onto yours. Backing you up against the wall, his hands groped your hips, desperately grinding his own against you.

“Katsuki,” came Kirishima’s warning voice. He was standing on the nearby staircase with stern yet playful eyes, muscular arms crossed over his broad chest. Katsuki pulled away, your lips popping, as he glared at his partner with a low grumble.

“Katsuki,” he mocked. Kirishima could only chuckle and shake his head, slowly descending a few more steps.

“Be gentle.”

“He said he likes it rough,” the blonde smirked, pulling you off the wall by your hips, your arms wrapping around his neck to keep yourself steady.

“Dontcha baby?”

You smiled meekly and nodded, fingers fiddling with the baby hairs at the back of his neck. With a smirk and a huff, he stepped back and took your hand, leading you towards the stairs. Kirishima ended up leading the way to the bedroom, and it was just as nice as it looked in their picture.

The bed was made, ready to be tussled and disturbed. A couple of candles on the bedside tables created a soft glow around the room, and a rattan chair sat in the corner, facing the bed. You weren’t able to admire the room any longer as Katsuki pushed you down onto the bed, standing over you with a smirk.

With a knee between your thighs, he slipped his hands under your shirt, pushing it up until he revealed the lace garter belt around your waist. His tongue ran over his lip, quickly pulling down your pants to reveal the sheer thigh highs clipped onto the garter belt with thin straps. Kirishima stood behind Katsuki, watching his partner rush to undress you.

Finally, bare of clothes except for the lingerie you had hidden underneath. Kirishima had his arms slinked around Katsuki’s waist, both of them staring down at you. It was like the picture, but now the two pairs of red eyes on you felt even more intense. Like two predators watching their prey. But you weren’t scared, you trusted them. As a silent signal, Kirishima stepped back, leaving a lingering hold on Katsuki’s hips until he finally let go, letting the blonde do as he pleased with you. 

Katsuki began to tug on his belt, aggressively undoing it as his almost glowing eyes wandered over your body. Your thighs pressed together, feeling vulnerable under his intimidating gaze. You watched him undress, leaning back on your elbows as button after button came undone. You hadn’t even realised Kirishima disappeared from your sight until the drawer beside the bed slid open. Finally breaking your glare from Katsuki, you turned your attention to Kirishima, who was digging through the top drawer of the nightstand. 

A bottle of lube and wet wipes were placed on the tabletop, Kirishima smiling softly at you as you watched him, his lips parting to show the pointed tips of his teeth. It was comforting, if only for a moment. While you were distracted, Katsuki had completely stripped off his clothes and swooped down, trapping you between his arms. With your neck craned to watch Kirishima, Katsuki used the opportunity to place a hot kiss on your neck, teeth dragging against your skin. You gasped and moaned as you grabbed onto his shoulders, back arching up until your torso was flat against his abs. 

His cock felt hot and heavy against your thigh, yours barely contained by the matching lacy panties you wore. With your attention back on him, his lips travelled up your neck until they met yours, his hands running over your bare skin, stopping for brief moments over the garter belt and thigh highs, until his fingertips slipped under the elastic of your panties. Featherlight touches against your cock were accidental, his focus on the underwear itself. 

He broke the kiss to retrieve the lube, squirting some on his fingers. His dry hand pushed your thighs apart and pulled your underwear to the side. The lube felt cold on your hole, gasping at the wet feeling as he slowly but firmly started to finger you open. Katsuki bit his lip as you mewled below him, rolling your hips in hopes of the digits slipping in further. You had almost forgotten about Kirishima until you heard the chair in the corner creak as he shifted himself on it to get a better view of Katsuki prepping you for him. 

After fitting three fingers inside you, Katsuki pulled them out and slicked up his cock with lube, pressing the tip to your tight ring of muscle. With little resistance, he penetrated you, cock stretching your walls. Moans and curses flowed from your lips, twisting the bed sheets in your fists. He was quick to set a fast and rough pace, hips slapping against your thighs. Each thrust had his cock brushing against your prostate, sending pleasureful shocks through your nerves like electricity. 

His strong hips made the bed creak, his grip shifting to your thighs to push your knees towards your shoulders. Without Kirishima’s calm and grounding touches, your body felt electric and like you were in another world. Eyes rolling back, back arching and moans turning to mindless babbles as each thrust against your prostate brought you closer to coming. 

But Katsuki’s hips began to slow, your orgasm falling with it. Your eyes snapped to him, and through blurry vision, you could see Kirishima behind Katsuki, guiding him to lean forward. As he leaned over you, pushing your knees further against your shoulders and his cock slowly thrusting at a new angle, Kirishima held a strong grip on the blonde’s hip, lining up his cock to his husband’s hole. He could barely hold Katsuki still long enough to insert himself, but once he did Katsuki started to thrust even faster inside you, fucking himself on Kirishima’s cock. 

Kirishima stared lovingly at the back of Katsuki’s head before he aggressively grabbed his hair, yanking Katsuki upwards. The blonde’s face was twisted in pleasure, Kirishima nibbling at his neck as his powerful hips set the pace. He had taken control of the whole situation, his staunch hold on Katsuki reigning him in, and he seemed to like it too, maybe even love it by the way he grinned. 

“Fu-uck!” Katsuki groaned, his raspy voice sending a throb to your core. He still had your knees against your shoulders, so as much as you wanted to run your nails across the muscular landscape of his body, you could only clench the bed sheets. Each forceful thrust from Kirishima was felt inside you, your underwear growing dark as precum leaked from your cock, soaking the lace fabric. Drool dripped from the corner of your lips as you let out a chorus of moans, Katsuki’s grip on the underside of your thighs growing tighter, leaving crescent moons to dot your skin. 

“Ka-Kats-ki,” you stuttered, eyes clenching shut as your peak grew closer, toes curling. Katsuki moaned at you calling his name, biting his lip to muffle the sound. A couple more muffled moans from him had you peaking your eyes open, catching the two heroes locked in a passionate kiss. When they broke apart, they stared deeply into each other’s eyes as Kirishima finally let go of Katsuki’s spiked locks. It was as if they were silently communicating with each other as Katsuki pulled your calves against his shoulders before leaning down, his chest almost against yours if your legs weren’t in the way. 

Kirishima started thrusting intensely, forcing Katsuki’s cock deeper inside you. It felt like he was rearranging your guts with each stroke until the coil snapped as you stained your underwear. Clenching around Katsuki brought him closer to coming, Kirishima feeling the way his partner’s hips stuttered as he tried to match the pace of his hips. With a Herculean grip, he held Katsuki’s hips in place and started pounding him. Each thrust from Kirishima caused Katsuki’s cock to stimulate your prostate as it pressed against the sensitive spot perfectly at that angle. 

With your lips parted as you whined and moaned, Katsuki kissed you, his tongue against the back of your teeth. Another orgasm started to build, barely coming down from the high from the first one, as you started clenching down on Katsuki’s cock once more. This combined with Kirishima’s superhuman speed brought Katsuki to cum, the feeling of his seed filling you bringing you to cum as well. Katsuki’s hole tightened around Kirishima and with a few more staggering thrusts, he came. 

The combined panting of Katsuki, Kirishima and yourself harmonised in the room, everyone slowly coming back down to earth after being sent to cloud nine. Kirishima pulled out of Katsuki with a shiver, which allowed the blonde to pull out of you, just in time as your legs started to ache. Katsuki lazily rolled down beside you, sweaty back hitting the cooler sheets. Kirishima retrieved the wet wipes he left out earlier, cleaning himself off first before nudging Katsuki’s thighs apart to clean him. 

In response, Katsuki pulled the red-headed hero down to kiss him once more. You looked away, feeling almost as if you were intruding. Your underwear being pulled down had you looking between your legs, where Kirishima was attempting to remove the soaked garment. You sat up, reaching down to take them off yourself.

“You don’t have to-” You were silenced by his hand cupping your cheek delicately, his smile just as soft. 

“It’s okay, just relax,” he spoke, waiting for you to lay back down before he continued to remove the lingerie. Most of it had been stained by cum and lube, and most likely couldn’t be salvaged. Katsuki must’ve caught your frown, as he playfully squeezed your thigh before he climbed off the bed. 

“I’ll buy you new ones,” he said as he disappeared into the adjoining bathroom. The wet wipe felt cold against your abused hole, but it was better than feeling slick and sticky. 

“What time is it?” you asked once Kirishima was done cleaning you, looking around for a clock. From the bathroom you heard a tap squeak before the water hit the tiled floor, the rhythm broken up by Katsuki cleaning himself up under the stream.

“Don’t worry about it,” Katsuki called over the water. 

“I have work in the morning,” you replied as you swung your legs over the side of the bed, searching the room for your discarded clothes. Kirishima was fluffing about around you, stripping off the pillowcases and tossing them aside. Before you could ask him why, Katsuki peered out of the bathroom, scowling at you but the threatening look was diminished by his wet hair and water droplets running over his rippling biceps. 

“Shitty Hair has late patrols, he can take you,” he explained shortly. With your brow furrowed and head tilted in confusion, he sighed. 

“You’re staying the night, get in the shower.”

You blinked rapidly, mouth opening and closing before Kirishima’s large hand found your back, leading you to stand up. Deciding not to fight it, you let the redhead lead you into the ensuite, where the shower was running, steam clouding the air. 

“Kats likes it a little hot, turn it down if you need to,” Kirishima whispered to you before leaving you to bathe. The caddy hanging from the base of the tall showerhead was stocked with various skin care products like scrubs, moisturisers, and shampoo that, when you squirted it onto your palm, smelt like Katsuki’s hair. There was also a bottle of 5-in-1 body, hair, face, shave and moisturiser which you correctly assumed to be Kirishima’s. When you were done, the redhead was waiting and gave you a fluffy towel, pressing a chaste kiss to your wet hair as you passed him. 

The bed sheets had been changed, candles blown out and only a lamp lit the room. Katsuki was now dressed in only his underwear as he carried the soiled sheets away. By the time you had dried yourself off, Katsuki had returned, now holding some folded clothes, which he handed to you. It was an old shirt and sleep shorts, both baggy on you, but smelt like the explosive hero. He dragged you to the bed, pulling you close on the crisp, clean sheets. You tried to ignore the fact that he was barely clothed, but you still felt your cheeks grow warm.

“Hope you don’t mind,” he smirked as he pulled you to his bare chest. “Red is a human heater.” 

Speak of the devil, Kirishima exited the bathroom, a towel hung low on his hips as he used a separate towel to dry his red locks. He strutted through the room, displaying his gorgeous body decorated with scars from his years on the hero scene. Digging through a dresser, he found a pair of sweats and a faded t-shirt, slipping them on before climbing into the bed. He pulled Katsuki until his back met his chest, Katsuki pulling you along with him. After switching off the light and snuggling into the bed, Kirishima sighed, all the tense knots in his muscles slipping away. 

“Goodnight Kats, goodnight baby,” he called into the dark room. 

“Night Ei,” Katsuki replied, words slurred as sleep quickly took him. 

“G’night,” you whispered into his chest, melting into his arms as your eyes drifted shut, the soft hum of the washing machine down the hall lulling you to sleep.

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HOW COULD YOU BE OBLIVIOUS | 𝗄𝖺𝗍𝗌𝗎𝗄𝗂, 𝖾𝗂𝗃𝗂𝗋𝗈, 𝖺𝗇𝖽 𝖽𝖾𝗇𝗄𝗂 𝗑 𝗆𝖺𝗅𝖾 𝗋𝖾𝖺𝖽𝖾𝗋

fandom | 𝗆𝗒 𝗁𝖾𝗋𝗈 𝖺𝖼𝖺𝖽𝖾𝗆𝗂𝖺 (𝖻𝗇𝗁𝖺)

genre | 𝖿𝗅𝗎𝖿𝖿 & 𝗌𝗆𝗎𝗍

tw/cw | 𝗇𝗌𝖿𝗐, 𝗀𝖺𝗒 𝗌𝖾𝗑, 𝖻𝗈𝗍𝗍𝗈𝗆 𝗆𝖺𝗅𝖾 𝗋𝖾𝖺𝖽𝖾𝗋, 𝗎𝗇𝗉𝗋𝗈𝗍𝖾𝖼𝗍𝖾𝖽 𝗌𝖾𝗑, 𝖽𝗈𝗎𝖻𝗅𝖾 𝗉𝖾𝗇𝖾𝗍𝗋𝖺𝗍𝗂𝗈𝗇, 𝖻𝗅𝗈𝗐 𝗃𝗈𝖻𝗌, 𝗁𝖺𝗂𝗋 𝗉𝗎𝗅𝗅𝗂𝗇𝗀, 𝗉𝗋𝖺𝗂𝗌𝖾, 𝗆𝖺𝗋𝗄𝗂𝗇𝗀, 𝖿𝗈𝗎𝗋𝗌𝗈𝗆𝖾, 𝖽𝖾𝗀𝗋𝖺𝖽𝗂𝗇𝗀, 𝖼𝗁𝗈𝖼𝗄𝗂𝗇𝗀, 𝗌𝗐𝖾𝖺𝗋𝗂𝗇𝗀, 𝖾𝗍𝖼

summary | 𝖻𝖾𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗈𝖻𝗅𝗂𝗏𝗂𝗈𝗎𝗌 𝖼𝗈𝗎𝗅𝖽 𝗅𝖾𝖺𝖽 𝗂𝗇𝗍𝗈 𝗁𝗈𝗍 𝗌𝖾𝗑 𝗐𝗂𝗍𝗁 𝟥 𝗈𝖿 𝗒𝗈𝗎𝗋 𝗁𝖺𝗇𝖽𝗌𝗈𝗆𝖾 𝖼𝗅𝖺𝗌𝗌𝗆𝖺𝗍𝖾𝗌

requested | 𝗒𝖾𝗌

author’s note | 𝗆𝗂𝗀𝗁𝗍 𝖻𝖾 𝗉𝗎𝗍𝗍𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗍𝗁𝗂𝗌 𝗈𝗇 𝗆𝗒 𝗐𝖺𝗍𝗍𝗉𝖺𝖽 𝖺𝖼𝖼𝗈𝗎𝗇𝗍 𝖼𝗁𝖾𝖼𝗄 𝗂𝗍 𝖽𝗈𝗐𝗇 𝗁𝖾𝗋𝖾 𝖻𝖾𝗅𝗈𝗐. 𝗐𝖺𝗇𝗍 𝗍𝗈 𝗋𝖾𝗊𝗎𝖾𝗌𝗍 𝗌𝗈𝗆𝖾𝗍𝗁𝗂𝗇𝗀? 𝖼𝗁𝖾𝖼𝗄 𝖽𝗈𝗐𝗇 𝖻𝖾𝗅𝗈𝗐

𝗐𝖺𝗍𝗍𝗉𝖺𝖽 𝗋𝖾𝗊𝗎𝖾𝗌𝗍 𝗆𝖺𝗌𝗍𝖾𝗋𝗅𝗂𝗌𝗍𝗌

𝗁𝗈𝗐?

𝗁𝗈𝗐 𝖼𝗈𝗎𝗅𝖽 𝗌𝗈𝗆𝖾𝗈𝗇𝖾 𝖻𝖾 𝗌𝗈 𝗈𝖻𝗅𝗂𝗏𝗂𝗈𝗎𝗌?

𝗂𝗍'𝗌 𝗅𝗂𝗄𝖾 𝖺 𝗌𝖾𝖼𝗈𝗇𝖽 𝗊𝗎𝗂𝗋𝗄 𝖺𝗍 𝗍𝗁𝗂𝗌 𝗉𝗈𝗂𝗇𝗍. 𝗁𝗈𝗐 𝖼𝗈𝗎𝗅𝖽 𝗒𝗈𝗎 𝗇𝗈𝗍 𝗇𝗈𝗍𝗂𝖼𝖾 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝖼𝗁𝖺𝗇𝗀𝖾 𝗈𝖿 𝗍𝗁𝖾𝗂𝗋 𝖻𝖾𝗁𝖺𝗏𝗂𝗈𝗋𝗌 𝗍𝗈𝗐𝖺𝗋𝖽𝗌 𝗒𝗈𝗎 𝖺𝖿𝗍𝖾𝗋 𝗒𝗈𝗎'𝗏𝖾 𝗐𝗈𝗇 𝖺 𝗍𝗁𝗋𝖾𝖾 𝗏𝗌 𝗈𝗇𝖾 𝖻𝖺𝗍𝗍𝗅𝖾 𝖺𝗀𝖺𝗂𝗇𝗌𝗍 𝗍𝗁𝖾𝗆. 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝗍𝗁𝗋𝖾𝖾 𝖼𝗁𝖺𝗇𝗀𝖾𝖽 𝗍𝗁𝖾𝗂𝗋 𝗉𝖾𝗋𝗌𝗉𝖾𝖼𝗍𝗂𝗏𝖾 𝗈𝗇 𝗒𝗈𝗎 𝗐𝗁𝖾𝗇 𝗍𝗁𝖾𝗒 𝗈𝖻𝗌𝖾𝗋𝗏𝖾𝖽 𝗁𝗈𝗐 𝗒𝗈𝗎 𝖼𝗈𝗆𝖻𝖺𝗍𝗍𝖾𝖽 𝗂𝗇 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝖻𝗋𝖺𝗐𝗅. 𝗒𝗈𝗎'𝗋𝖾 𝗇𝗈𝗍 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝗌𝗐𝖾𝖾𝗍, 𝗈𝖻𝗅𝗂𝗏𝗂𝗈𝗎𝗌 𝗌𝗍𝗎𝖽𝖾𝗇𝗍 𝗍𝗁𝖺𝗍 𝖾𝗏𝖾𝗋𝗒𝗈𝗇𝖾 𝗄𝗇𝗈𝗐𝗌 𝗐𝗁𝖾𝗇 𝖻𝖺𝗍𝗍𝗅𝗂𝗇𝗀.

𝗒𝗈𝗎'𝗋𝖾 𝖺𝗍𝗍𝗂𝗍𝗎𝖽𝖾 𝖼𝗁𝖺𝗇𝗀𝖾𝗌 𝗂𝗇𝗍𝗈 𝖺 𝖿𝗂𝖾𝗋𝖼𝖾 𝖿𝗂𝗀𝗁𝗍𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗆𝖺𝖼𝗁𝗂𝗇𝖾 𝗍𝗁𝖺𝗍 𝗍𝖺𝗄𝖾𝗌 𝗇𝗈 𝗆𝖾𝗋𝖼𝗒 𝗍𝗈 𝗈𝗍𝗁𝖾𝗋𝗌. 𝗍𝗈 𝖻𝖾 𝗁𝗈𝗇𝖾𝗌𝗍, 𝗂𝗍 𝗆𝖺𝖽𝖾 𝗍𝗁𝖾𝗆 𝗁𝗈𝗍 𝖺𝗇𝖽 𝖻𝗈𝗍𝗁𝖾𝗋𝖾𝖽. 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝗇𝖾𝗑𝗍 𝗍𝗁𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗒𝗈𝗎 𝗄𝗇𝗈𝗐, 𝗍𝗁𝖾𝗒 𝗐𝖺𝗇𝗍𝖾𝖽 𝗇𝖾𝖾𝖽𝖾𝖽 𝗒𝗈𝗎. 𝗅𝗂𝗄𝖾 𝖽𝖺𝗆𝗇, 𝗒𝗈𝗎'𝗋𝖾 𝗁𝗈𝗍, 𝗌𝖼𝖺𝗋𝗒 𝖺𝗇𝖽 𝖼𝗎𝗍𝖾. 𝗈𝗇𝖼𝖾 𝗍𝗁𝖾𝗒 𝖿𝗈𝗎𝗇𝖽 𝗈𝗎𝗍 𝗍𝗁𝖺𝗍 𝗍𝗁𝖾𝗒 𝖺𝗅𝗅 𝗁𝖺𝗏𝖾 𝖺 𝗈𝖻𝗌𝖾𝗌𝗌𝗂𝗈𝗇 𝖿𝗈𝗋 𝗒𝗈𝗎, 𝗍𝗁𝖾𝗒 𝖽𝗂𝖽𝗇'𝗍 𝖿𝗈𝗎𝗀𝗁𝗍 𝗈𝗋 𝖺𝗀𝗋𝗎𝖾. 𝗍𝗁𝖾𝗒 𝗂𝗇𝗌𝗍𝖾𝖺𝖽 𝖺𝗀𝗋𝖾𝖾𝖽 𝗍𝗈 𝗌𝗁𝖺𝗋𝖾 𝗒𝗈𝗎, 𝗍𝗁𝖾𝗒'𝗋𝖾 𝗐𝗂𝗅𝗅𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗍𝗈 𝗌𝗁𝖺𝗋𝖾 𝗂𝖿 𝗂𝗍 𝗆𝖾𝖺𝗇𝗌 𝗒𝗈𝗎'𝗅𝗅 𝗄𝖾𝖾𝗉 𝗌𝗆𝗂𝗅𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗌𝗈 𝖻𝗋𝗂𝗀𝗁𝗍 𝗍𝗁𝖺𝗍'𝗌 𝖿𝗂𝗅𝗅𝖾𝖽 𝗐𝗂𝗍𝗁 𝗃𝗈𝗒.

𝗍𝗁𝖾𝗒 𝖺𝗅𝗅 𝗍𝗋𝗂𝖾𝖽 𝗀𝗂𝗏𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗒𝗈𝗎 𝗌𝗂𝗀𝗇𝖺𝗅𝗌 𝗍𝗁𝖺𝗍 𝗍𝗁𝖾𝗒'𝗋𝖾 𝖽𝖾𝖾𝗉𝗅𝗒 𝗂𝗇 𝗅𝗈𝗏𝖾 𝗐𝗂𝗍𝗁 𝗒𝗈𝗎. 𝗍𝗁𝖾𝗒 𝗐𝗈𝗎𝗅𝖽 𝗍𝗋𝗒 𝖽𝗂𝖿𝖿𝖾𝗋𝖾𝗇𝗍𝗌 𝖺𝗇𝗍𝗂𝖼𝗌 𝗌𝗎𝖼𝗁 𝖺𝗌 𝖽𝗂𝗇𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗐𝗍𝗁 𝗒𝗈𝗎 𝗂𝗇 𝖴.𝖠'𝗌 𝖼𝖺𝖿𝖾𝗍𝖾𝗋𝗂𝖺, 𝗐𝖾𝗅𝗅 𝖡𝖺𝗄𝗎𝗀𝗈 𝗐𝗈𝗎𝗅𝖽 𝗆𝗈𝗌𝗍 𝗅𝗂𝗄𝖾𝗅𝗒 𝖿𝗈𝗋𝖼𝖾 𝗒𝗈𝗎 𝗍𝗈 𝗃𝗈𝗂𝗇 𝗍𝗁𝖾𝗆. 𝗍𝗁𝖾𝗒 𝗐𝗈𝗎𝗅𝖽 𝗌𝗁𝖺𝗋𝖾 𝗍𝗁𝖾𝗂𝗋 𝗈𝗐𝗇 𝗅𝗎𝗇𝖼𝗁 𝗐𝗂𝗍𝗁 𝗒𝗈𝗎, 𝗂𝗍'𝗅𝗅 𝖻𝗋𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝖺 𝗌𝗆𝗂𝗅𝖾 𝗍𝗈 𝗒𝗈𝗎𝗋 𝖿𝖺𝖼𝖾 𝖺𝗇𝖽 𝗍𝗈 𝗍𝗁𝖾𝗂𝗋 𝖿𝖺𝖼𝖾𝗌 𝖺𝗌 𝗐𝖾𝗅𝗅. 𝖡𝖺𝗄𝗎𝗀𝗈 𝗐𝗂𝗅𝗅 𝗅𝖾𝖺𝗇 𝗈𝗇𝗍𝗈 𝗒𝗈𝗎𝗋 𝖼𝗁𝖾𝗌𝗍 𝗂𝖿 𝗁𝖾'𝗌 𝖾𝗏𝖾𝗋 𝗌𝗍𝗋𝖾𝗌𝗌𝖾𝖽, 𝖻𝗈𝗋𝖾𝖽 𝗈𝗋 𝗍𝗂𝗋𝖾𝖽. 𝗒𝗈𝗎 𝖽𝗈𝗇'𝗍 𝗊𝗎𝖾𝗌𝗍𝗂𝗈𝗇 𝗂𝗍 𝖺𝗇𝖽 𝖡𝖺𝗄𝗎𝗀𝗈 𝗐𝗂𝗅𝗅 𝗅𝗂𝗄𝖾 𝗂𝗍 𝗍𝗈 𝗌𝗍𝖺𝗒 𝗍𝗁𝖺𝗍 𝗐𝖺𝗒.

𝗉𝗅𝗎𝗌, 𝗁𝖾'𝗌 𝖻𝖾𝖾𝗇 𝖼𝖺𝗅𝗅𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗒𝗈𝗎 𝗅𝖾𝗌𝗌 𝗂𝗇𝗌𝗎𝗅𝗍𝗌 𝗍𝗁𝖺𝗇 𝗎𝗌𝗎𝖺𝗅 𝖺𝗇𝖽 𝗂𝗍 𝗅𝖾𝖺𝗏𝖾𝗌 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝖼𝗅𝖺𝗌𝗌 𝗂𝗇 𝗌𝗁𝗈𝖼𝗄. 𝖪𝖺𝗆𝗂𝗇𝖺𝗋𝗂 𝗄𝖾𝗉𝗍 𝗂𝗇𝗏𝗂𝗍𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗒𝗈𝗎 𝗈𝗎𝗍 𝗍𝗈 𝗁𝖺𝗏𝖾 𝗅𝗎𝗇𝖼𝗁 𝖺𝖿𝗍𝖾𝗋 𝗌𝖼𝗁𝗈𝗈𝗅 𝖺𝗇𝖽 𝗍𝗈 𝗌𝗍𝗎𝖽𝗒 𝗂𝗇 𝗁𝗂𝗌 𝖽𝗈𝗋𝗆 𝖻𝖾𝖼𝖺𝗎𝗌𝖾 𝗁𝖾'𝗌 𝗅𝗈𝗐𝗄𝖾𝗒 𝖽𝗎𝗆𝖻. 𝗁𝗈𝗐 𝖼𝗈𝗎𝗅𝖽 𝗒𝗈𝗎 𝗌𝖺𝗒 𝗇𝗈 𝗍𝗈 𝗁𝗂𝗌 𝗂𝗇𝗏𝗂𝗍𝖺𝗍𝗂𝗈𝗇𝗌? 𝗁𝖾 𝗐𝖺𝗌 𝗈𝗇𝖾 𝗈𝖿 𝗒𝗈𝗎𝗋 𝖻𝖾𝗌𝗍 𝖿𝗋𝗂𝖾𝗇𝖽𝗌 𝖺𝖿𝗍𝖾𝗋 𝖺𝗅𝗅!

𝗇𝗈𝗐 𝗄𝗂𝗋𝗂𝗌𝗁𝗂𝗆𝖺, 𝗒𝗈𝗎'𝗏𝖾 𝖻𝖾𝖾𝗇 𝗌𝗉𝖾𝗇𝖽𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗆𝗈𝗋𝖾 𝗍𝗂𝗆𝖾 𝗐𝗂𝗍𝗁 𝗁𝗂𝗆 𝗍𝗁𝖺𝗇 𝗎𝗌𝗎𝖺𝗅, 𝗌𝗎𝖼𝗁 𝖺𝗌 𝗆𝖾𝖾𝗍𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗁𝗂𝗆 𝖺𝗍 𝗁𝗂𝗌 𝖽𝗈𝗋𝗆 𝗍𝗈 𝗐𝖺𝗅𝗄 𝗍𝗈 𝖼𝗅𝖺𝗌𝗌 𝗍𝗈𝗀𝖾𝗍𝗁𝖾𝗋 𝗂𝗇 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝗆𝗈𝗋𝗇𝗂𝗇𝗀. 𝗀𝗈𝗌𝗁, 𝗍𝗁𝖾𝗒'𝗋𝖾 𝗌𝗎𝖼𝗁 𝗌𝗐𝖾𝖾𝗍𝗁𝖾𝖺𝗋𝗍𝗌 𝗍𝗈 𝗒𝗈𝗎 𝖺𝗇𝖽 𝗈𝗇𝗅𝗒 𝗒𝗈𝗎, 𝖻𝗎𝗍 𝗒𝗈𝗎 𝖺𝗇𝖽 𝗒𝗈𝗎𝗋 𝗈𝖻𝗅𝗂𝗏𝗂𝗈𝗎𝗌 𝖺𝗌𝗌 𝖺𝗋𝖾 𝗇𝗈𝗍 𝖺𝗐𝖺𝗋𝖾 𝗈𝖿 𝗍𝗁𝖾𝗆 𝖿𝖺𝗅𝗅𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗁𝖾𝖺𝖽𝗌 𝗈𝗏𝖾𝗋 𝗁𝖾𝖾𝗅𝗌 𝖿𝗈𝗋 𝗒𝗈𝗎. 𝗍𝗁𝖾𝗒'𝗋𝖾 𝗌𝗍𝖺𝗋𝗍𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗍𝗈 𝗀𝖾𝗍 𝗉𝗂𝗌𝗌𝖾𝖽 𝖺𝗇𝖽 𝗍𝗈𝗇𝗂𝗀𝗁𝗍 𝗐𝖺𝗌 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝗅𝖺𝗌𝗍 𝗌𝗍𝗋𝖺𝗐.

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𝗍𝖾𝖺𝗋𝗌 𝗉𝗈𝗎𝗋𝖾𝖽 𝖽𝗈𝗐𝗇 𝖿𝗋𝗈𝗆 𝗒𝗈𝗎𝗋 𝗁𝖺𝗅𝖿 𝗅𝗂𝖽𝖽𝖾𝖽 𝖾𝗒𝖾𝗌, 𝗒𝗈𝗎 𝗐𝗁𝗂𝗇𝖾 𝗈𝗇𝗍𝗈 𝖣𝖾𝗇𝗄𝗂'𝗌 𝗁𝖺𝗋𝖽 𝖼𝗈𝖼𝗄 𝗍𝗁𝖺𝗍 𝗐𝖺𝗌 𝗌𝗅𝗂𝖽𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗂𝗇 𝖺𝗇𝖽 𝗈𝗎𝗍 𝗐𝗂𝗍𝗁 𝖾𝖺𝗌𝖾 𝗂𝗇𝗍𝗈 𝗒𝗈𝗎𝗋 𝗁𝖾𝖺𝗍𝖾𝖽 𝗆𝗈𝗎𝗍𝗁 𝖺𝗌 𝖡𝖺𝗄𝗎𝗀𝗈 𝖺𝗇𝖽 𝖪𝗂𝗋𝗂𝗌𝗁𝗂𝗆𝖺 𝖼𝗈𝖼𝗄𝗌 𝗐𝖾𝗋𝖾 𝗉𝖾𝗇𝖾𝗍𝗋𝖺𝗍𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗒𝗈𝗎𝗋 𝗌𝗅𝗎𝗍𝗍𝗒 𝗁𝗈𝗅𝖾 𝗂𝗇 𝖺 𝗇𝗈𝗋𝗆𝖺𝗅 𝗉𝖺𝖼𝖾, 𝗃𝖺𝖻𝖻𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗒𝗈𝗎𝗋 𝗉𝗋𝗈𝗌𝗍𝖺𝗍𝖾 𝗐𝗂𝗍𝗁 𝖾𝗏𝖾𝗋𝗒 𝗍𝗁𝗋𝗎𝗌𝗍.

𝗒𝗈𝗎𝗋 𝖻𝖺𝖼𝗄 𝗐𝖺𝗌 𝗅𝖺𝗂𝖽 𝗂𝗇𝗍𝗈 𝖪𝗂𝗋𝗂𝗌𝗁𝗂𝗆𝖺'𝗌 𝖼𝗁𝖾𝗌𝗍, 𝖡𝖺𝗄𝗎𝗀𝗈 𝗈𝗇 𝗁𝗂𝗌 𝗄𝗇𝖾𝖾𝗌, 𝗁𝗈𝗏𝖾𝗋𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗈𝗏𝖾𝗋 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝗍𝗐𝗈 𝗈𝖿 𝗒𝗈𝗎, 𝖺𝗇𝖽 𝖣𝖾𝗇𝗄𝗂 𝖻𝖾𝗌𝗂𝖽𝖾 𝗒𝗈𝗎 𝖪𝗂𝗋𝗂𝗌𝗁𝗂𝗆𝖺. " 𝗒𝗈𝗎 𝖽𝗎𝗆𝖻 𝗅𝗂𝗅 𝗌𝗁𝗂𝗍. 𝗒𝗈𝗎 𝗐𝖺𝗇𝗍𝖾𝖽 𝗍𝗁𝗂𝗌 𝖸/𝖭, 𝖽𝗂𝖽𝗇'𝗍 𝗒𝗈𝗎? " 𝖡𝖺𝗄𝗎𝗀𝗈 𝗀𝗋𝗎𝗆𝖻𝗅𝖾𝖽, 𝗁𝖾 𝗍𝗈𝗈𝗄 𝗈𝗎𝗍 𝗁𝗂𝗌 𝖺𝗇𝗀𝖾𝗋 𝗈𝗇 𝗒𝗈𝗎 𝖺𝗌 𝗁𝗂𝗌 𝗉𝗈𝗎𝗇𝖽𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗂𝗇𝗍𝗈 𝗒𝗈𝗎𝗋 𝗋𝗎𝗂𝗇𝖾𝖽 𝗁𝗈𝗅𝖾 𝖿𝖺𝗌𝗍𝖾𝗇𝖾𝖽. 𝗒𝗈𝗎 𝖼𝗁𝗈𝗄𝖾𝖽 𝗈𝗇𝗍𝗈 𝖣𝖾𝗇𝗄𝗂'𝗌 𝖼𝗈𝖼𝗄 𝖺𝗍 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝗌𝗎𝖽𝖽𝖾𝗇 𝗉𝖺𝖼𝖾.

𝗒𝗈𝗎 𝖼𝗈𝗎𝗅𝖽𝗇'𝗍 𝖽𝖾𝖿𝖾𝗇𝖽 𝗒𝗈𝗎𝗋𝗌𝖾𝗅𝖿, 𝖺𝗇𝖽 𝖾𝗏𝖾𝗇 𝗂𝖿 𝗒𝗈𝗎 𝖼𝗈𝗎𝗅𝖽 𝗂𝗍 𝗐𝗈𝗎𝗅𝖽 𝖿𝖺𝗅𝗅 𝖽𝖾𝖺𝖿 𝗈𝗇𝗍𝗈 𝖡𝖺𝗄𝗎𝗀𝗈'𝗌 𝖾𝖺𝗋𝗌. "𝗍-𝗍𝖺𝗄𝖾 𝗂𝗍 𝖾𝖺𝗌𝗒 𝗈𝗇- 𝗎𝗀𝗁!~ 𝖸/𝖭 𝖡𝖺𝗄𝗎𝗀𝗈.. " 𝖪𝗂𝗋𝗂𝗌𝗁𝗂𝗆𝖺 𝗆𝗈𝖺𝗇𝖾𝖽, 𝗁𝖾 𝗐𝗋𝖺𝗉𝗉𝖾𝖽 𝗁𝗂𝗌 𝗁𝖺𝗇𝖽𝗌 𝗈𝗇𝗍𝗈 𝗒𝗈𝗎𝗋 𝗉𝖾𝖼𝗌, 𝗆𝖺𝗌𝗌𝖺𝗀𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗍𝗁𝖾𝗆 𝗍𝗁𝖾𝗇 𝗍𝗐𝗂𝗌𝗍𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝖺𝗇𝖽 𝗋𝗎𝖻𝖻𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗒𝗈𝗎𝗋 𝗇𝗂𝗉𝗉𝗅𝖾𝗌, 𝖺𝖽𝖽𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗆𝗈𝗋𝖾 𝗉𝗅𝖾𝖺𝗌𝗎𝗋𝖾 𝗍𝗈 𝗒𝗈𝗎𝗋 𝖻𝗈𝖽𝗒.

𝖪𝗂𝗋𝗂𝗌𝗁𝗂𝗆𝖺 𝗍𝗁𝖾𝗇 𝖻𝗂𝗍 𝗒𝗈𝗎𝗋 𝗇𝖾𝖼𝗄 𝗐𝗂𝗍𝗁 𝗁𝗂𝗌 𝗌𝗁𝖺𝗋𝗄 𝗅𝗂𝗄𝖾 𝗍𝖾𝖾𝗍𝗁, 𝗆𝖺𝗋𝗄𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗒𝗈𝗎 𝖺𝗌 𝗁𝗂𝗌 𝗍𝗁𝖾𝗂𝗋𝗌. 𝗒𝗈𝗎 𝗒𝖾𝗅𝗉𝖾𝖽 ���𝗍 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝗌𝗎𝖽𝖽𝖾𝗇 𝗉𝖺𝗂𝗇, 𝖻𝗅𝗈𝗈𝖽 𝗍𝗋𝖺𝗂𝗅𝖾𝖽 𝖽𝗈𝗐𝗇 𝗒𝗈𝗎𝗋 𝗇𝖾𝖼𝗄. 𝗒𝗈𝗎 𝗍𝗋𝗂𝖾𝖽 𝗍𝗈 𝗉𝗋𝗂𝖾𝖽 𝗒𝗈𝗎𝗋 𝗁𝖾𝖺𝖽 𝖺𝗐𝖺𝗒 𝖿𝗋𝗈𝗆 𝖣𝖾𝗇𝗄𝗂'𝗌 𝖼𝗈𝖼𝗄 𝖻𝗎𝗍 𝗒𝗈𝗎 𝗐𝖾𝗋𝖾 𝗌𝗍𝗈𝗉𝗉𝖾𝖽 𝖻𝗒 𝖣𝖾𝗇𝗄𝗂'𝗌 𝗁𝖺𝗇𝖽, 𝗁𝖾 𝗀𝗋𝖺𝖻𝖻𝖾𝖽 𝖺 𝖿𝗂𝗌𝗍 𝖿𝗎𝗅𝗅 𝗈𝖿 𝗒𝗈𝗎𝗋 𝗁𝖺𝗂𝗋 𝖺𝗌 𝗁𝖾 𝖿𝗈𝗋𝖼𝖾𝖽 𝗒𝗈𝗎 𝗍𝗈 𝗌𝗐𝖺𝗅𝗅𝗈𝗐 𝗁𝗂𝗌 𝖾𝗇𝗍𝗂𝗋𝖾 𝖽𝗂𝖼𝗄, 𝗁𝗂𝗍𝗍𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝖻𝖺𝖼𝗄 𝗈𝖿 𝗒𝗈𝗎𝗋 𝗍𝗁𝗋𝗈𝖺𝗍.

𝖼𝖺𝗎𝗌𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗆𝗈𝗋𝖾 𝗍𝖾𝖺𝗋𝗌 𝗍𝗈 𝗌𝗉𝗂𝗅𝗅 𝗈𝗎𝗍 𝖺𝗇𝖽 𝖼𝗁𝗈𝗄𝖾 𝗈𝗇 𝗁𝗂𝗌 𝖽𝗂𝖼𝗄 𝖺𝗇𝖽 𝗒𝗈𝗎𝗋 𝗈𝗐𝗇 𝗌𝗉𝗂𝗍. " 𝗁𝖺𝖺𝗁.. 𝗈𝗁 𝖸/𝖭!~ " " 𝗒-𝗒𝗈𝗎 𝖿𝖾𝖾𝗅 𝗌𝗈 𝗀𝗈𝗈𝖽 𝖺𝗋𝗈𝗎𝗇𝖽 𝗆𝖾. " 𝖣𝖾𝗇𝗄𝗂 𝗆𝗈𝖺𝗇𝖾𝖽 𝗁𝖾𝖺𝗋𝗍𝗂𝗅𝗒 𝖺𝗌 𝗁𝖾 𝗍𝗎𝗀𝗀𝖾𝖽 𝗒𝗈𝗎𝗋 𝗁𝖾𝖺𝖽 𝖻𝖺𝖼𝗄 𝖺𝗇𝖽 𝖿𝗈𝗋𝗍𝗁 𝗈𝗇𝗍𝗈 𝗁𝗂𝗌 𝖼𝗈𝖼𝗄, 𝖼𝗈𝖺𝗍𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗂𝗍 𝗐𝗂𝗍𝗁 𝗒𝗈𝗎𝗋 𝗌𝗉𝗂𝗍 𝗉𝗋𝖾𝗍𝗍𝗒 𝗐𝖾𝗅𝗅. " 𝗒𝗈𝗎'𝗋𝖾 𝖽𝗈𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗌𝗈 𝗀𝗈𝗈𝖽 𝖸/𝖭, 𝗌𝗈 𝗀𝗈𝗈𝖽 𝖿𝗈𝗋 𝗎𝗌~ " " 𝗒𝗈𝗎'𝗋𝖾 𝗌𝗈 𝗉𝗋𝖾𝗍𝗍𝗒 𝗅𝗂𝗄𝖾 𝗍𝗁𝗂𝗌.. " 𝖪𝗂𝗋𝗂𝗌𝗁𝗂𝗆𝖺 𝗉𝗋𝖺𝗂𝗌𝖾𝖽 𝗋𝗂𝗀𝗁𝗍 𝗇𝖾𝗑𝗍 𝗍𝗈 𝗒𝗈𝗎𝗋 𝖾𝖺𝗋.

𝖪𝗂𝗋𝗂𝗌𝗁𝗂𝗆𝖺 𝖺𝗇𝖽 𝖣𝖾𝗇𝗄𝗂'𝗌 𝗉𝗋𝖺𝗂𝗌𝖾𝗌 𝗌𝗍𝗂𝗋𝗋𝖾𝖽 𝗌𝗈𝗆𝖾𝗍𝗁𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗂𝗇𝗌𝗂𝖽𝖾 𝗈𝖿 𝗒𝗈𝗎, 𝗂𝗍 𝗆𝖺𝖽𝖾 𝗒𝗈𝗎 𝖿𝖾𝖾𝗅 𝗌𝗉𝖾𝖼𝗂𝖺𝗅, 𝗂𝗍 𝗆𝖺𝖽𝖾 𝗒𝗈𝗎 𝖿𝖾𝖾𝗅 𝘨𝘰𝘰𝘥. 𝗂𝗍 𝖽𝗂𝖽𝗇'𝗍 𝗍𝖺𝗄𝖾 𝗍𝗈𝗈 𝗅𝗈𝗇𝗀 𝖿𝗈𝗋 𝗒𝗈𝗎 𝗀𝗎𝗒𝗌 𝗍𝗈 𝖻𝖾 𝗇𝖾𝖺𝗋 𝗒𝗈𝗎𝗋 𝗀𝗎𝗒'𝗌 𝖾𝗇𝖽, 𝗂𝗍 𝗐𝖺𝗌 𝗆𝗎𝖼𝗁 𝗆𝗈𝗋𝖾 𝖾𝖺𝗌𝗂𝖾𝗋 𝖿𝗈𝗋 𝖡𝖺𝗄𝗎𝗀𝗈 𝖺𝗇𝖽 𝖪𝗂𝗋𝗂𝗌𝗁𝗂𝗆𝖺 𝗍𝗈 𝗌𝗅𝗂𝖽𝖾 𝗂𝗇𝗍𝗈 𝗒𝗈𝗎 𝖺𝗌 𝗉𝗋𝖾𝖼𝗎𝗆 𝗉𝗈𝗈𝗅𝖾𝖽 𝗂𝗇𝗌𝗂𝖽𝖾 𝗈𝖿 𝗒𝗈𝗎 𝖺𝗇𝖽 𝗅𝖾𝖺𝗄𝖾𝖽 𝖿𝗂𝖾𝗋𝖼𝖾𝗅𝗒 𝗈𝗎𝗍 𝗈𝖿 𝗒𝗈𝗎. 𝗒𝗈𝗎𝗋 𝖼𝗈𝖼𝗄 𝗅𝖾𝖺𝗄𝖾𝖽 𝗉𝗋𝖾𝖼𝗎𝗆 𝖿𝗎𝗋𝗂𝗈𝗎𝗌𝗅𝗒 𝖺𝗌 𝗐𝖾𝗅𝗅, 𝗉𝗈𝗈𝗅𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗈𝗇 𝗍𝗈𝗉 𝗈𝖿 𝗒𝗈𝗎𝗋 𝗌𝗍𝗈𝗆𝖺𝖼𝗁.

𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝗍𝗁𝗋𝖾𝖾 𝗈𝖿 𝗍𝗁𝖾𝗆 𝖼𝗈𝗎𝗅𝖽𝗇'𝗍 𝖼𝗈𝗇𝗍𝗋𝗈𝗅 𝗍𝗁𝖾𝗂𝗋 𝗆𝗈𝖺𝗇𝗌 𝖺𝗇𝖽 𝗀𝗋𝗈𝖺𝗇𝗌 𝖺𝗇𝗒𝗆𝗈𝗋𝖾, 𝗍𝗁𝖾𝗂𝗋 𝗅𝖾𝗐𝖽 𝗇𝗈𝗂𝗌𝖾𝗌 𝗐𝖾𝗋𝖾 𝗆𝗈𝗋𝖾 𝖺𝗎𝗂𝖻𝗅𝖾 𝖻𝗎𝗍 𝗍𝗁𝖾𝗒 𝖼𝗈𝗎𝗅𝖽𝗇'𝗍 𝗁𝖾𝗅𝗉 𝗂𝗍, 𝗂𝗍 𝗃𝗎𝗌𝗍 𝖿𝖾𝗅𝗍 𝗍𝗈𝗈 𝗀𝗈𝗈𝖽, 𝗅𝗂𝗄𝖾 𝗍𝗁𝖾𝗒 𝗐𝖾𝗋𝖾 𝗀𝗈𝗇𝗇𝖺 𝖻𝗎𝗋𝗌𝗍 𝖿𝗋𝗈𝗆 𝗉𝗅𝖾𝖺𝗌𝗎𝗋𝖾. 𝖺𝗇𝖽 𝗍𝗁𝖾𝗒 𝖽𝗂𝖽.

𝗍𝗁𝖾𝗒 𝗅𝖾𝗍 𝗈𝗎𝗍 𝗍𝗁𝖾𝗂𝗋 𝗅𝖺𝗌𝗍 𝖽𝖾𝗅𝗂𝗀𝗁𝗍𝖿𝗎𝗅 𝗆𝗈𝖺𝗇 𝖻𝖾𝖿𝗈𝗋𝖾 𝖾𝗆𝗉𝗍𝗒𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗍𝗁𝖾𝗂𝗋 𝗅𝗈𝖺𝖽𝗌 𝗂𝗇𝗍𝗈 𝗒𝗈𝗎. 𝖣𝖾𝗇𝗄𝗂 𝗄𝖾𝗉𝗍 𝗒𝗈𝗎𝗋 𝗁𝖾𝖺𝖽 𝗂𝗇 𝗉𝗅𝖺𝖼𝖾 𝖺𝗌 𝗐𝖺𝗋𝗆 𝖼𝗎𝗆 𝗂𝗇𝗏𝖺𝖽𝖾𝖽 𝗒𝗈𝗎𝗋 𝗆𝗈𝗎𝗍, 𝖼𝖺𝗎𝗌𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗒𝗈𝗎 𝗍𝗈 𝖼𝗁𝗈𝗄𝖾, 𝗂𝗍 𝗐𝖺𝗌 𝗁𝖺𝗋𝖽 𝗍𝗈 𝖻𝗋𝖾𝖺𝗍𝗁𝖾. 𝖡𝖺𝗄𝗎𝗀𝗈 𝖺𝗇𝖽 𝖪𝗂𝗋𝗂𝗌𝗁𝗂𝗆𝖺 𝗌𝗍𝗎𝖿𝖿𝖾𝖽 𝗍𝗁𝖾𝗂𝗋 𝖼𝗎𝗆 𝗂𝗇𝗌𝗂𝖽𝖾 𝗈𝖿 𝗒𝗈𝗎, 𝖿𝗂𝗅𝗅𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗒𝗈𝗎 𝗎𝗉 𝗊𝗎𝗂𝖼𝗄𝗅𝗒 𝖺𝗌 𝖼𝗎𝗆 𝗉𝗈𝗎𝗋𝖾𝖽 𝗈𝗎𝗍 𝗈𝗇𝗍𝗈 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝖻𝖾𝖽 𝗌𝗁𝖾𝖾𝗍𝗌. 𝖺𝗌 𝖿𝗈𝗋 𝗒𝗈𝗎, 𝗒𝗈𝗎 𝗌𝗁𝗈𝗍 𝗋𝗈𝗉𝖾𝗌 𝗈𝖿 𝖼𝗎𝗆 𝗈𝗇𝗍𝗈 𝗒𝗈𝗎𝗋 𝖼𝗁𝖾𝗌𝗍, 𝖾𝗆𝗉𝗍𝗒𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗒𝗈𝗎𝗋𝗌𝖾𝗅𝖿.

𝖣𝖾𝗇𝗄𝗂 𝖿𝗂𝗇𝖺𝗅𝗅𝗒 𝗋𝖾𝗅𝖾𝖺𝗌𝖾𝖽 𝗒𝗈𝗎𝗋 𝗁𝖺𝗂𝗋, 𝖺𝗇𝖽 𝗒𝗈𝗎 𝗂𝗆𝗆𝖾𝖽𝗂𝖺𝗍𝖾𝗅𝗒 𝗉𝗎𝗅𝗅𝖾𝖽 𝖻𝖺𝖼𝗄. 𝗒𝗈𝗎 𝖼𝗈𝗎𝗀𝗁𝖾𝖽 𝗁𝖺𝗋𝗌𝗁𝗅𝗒 𝖺 𝖿𝖾𝗐 𝗍𝗂𝗆𝖾𝗌 𝖻𝖾𝖿𝗈𝗋𝖾 𝗒𝗈𝗎 𝖻𝗋𝖾𝖺𝗍𝗁𝖾𝖽 𝖽𝖾𝖾𝗉𝗅𝗒, 𝗀𝗋𝖺𝗍𝖾𝖿𝗎𝗅 𝗍𝗁𝖺𝗍 𝗒𝗈𝗎 𝖼𝗈𝗎𝗅𝖽 𝖻𝗋𝖾𝖺𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝗍𝗁𝗋𝗈𝗎𝗀𝗁 𝗒𝗈𝗎𝗋 𝗆𝗈𝗎𝗍𝗁.

" 𝗐𝗁𝖺𝗍 𝖽𝗈 𝗒𝗈𝗎 𝗍𝗁𝗂𝗇𝗄 𝖽𝗎𝗆𝖻𝖺𝗌𝗌𝖾𝗌? 𝗒𝗈𝗎 𝗍𝗁𝗂𝗇𝗄 𝗁𝖾'𝗌 𝖺𝖻𝗅𝖾 𝗍𝗈 𝗁𝖺𝗆𝖽𝗅𝖾 𝖺𝗇𝗈𝗍𝗁𝖾𝗋 𝗋𝗈𝗎𝗇𝖽?~ "

𝗈𝗁 𝗀𝗈𝖽.

𝗂 𝖺𝗉𝗈𝗅𝗈𝗀𝗂𝗓𝖾 𝖿𝗈𝗋 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝗅𝗈𝗇𝗀 𝗐𝖺𝗂𝗍 𝖺𝗇𝖽 𝗍𝗁𝗂𝗌 𝖼𝗋𝗂𝗇𝗀𝖾 𝖺𝗌𝗌 𝖿𝗂𝖼, 𝗍𝗁𝗂𝗌 𝗂𝗌 𝗆𝗒 𝖿𝗂𝗋𝗌𝗍 𝗍𝗂𝗆𝖾. 𝗂 𝖽𝖾𝖾𝗉𝗅𝗒 𝖺𝗉𝗈𝗅𝗈𝗀𝗂𝗓𝖾 𝗍𝗈 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝗉𝖾𝗋𝗌𝗈𝗇 𝗍𝗁𝖺𝗍 𝗋𝖾𝗊𝗎𝖾𝗌𝗍𝖾𝖽 𝗍𝗁𝗂𝗌, 𝗒𝗈𝗎 𝖽𝖾𝗌𝖾𝗋𝗏𝖾𝖽 𝖻𝖾𝗍𝗍𝖾𝗋 𝗌𝗈 𝗉𝗅𝖾𝖺𝗌𝖾 𝗂𝖿 𝗒𝖺 𝗌𝖾𝖾 𝗍𝗁𝗂𝗌, 𝗉𝗅𝖾𝖺𝗌𝖾 𝗋𝖾𝗊𝗎𝖾𝗌𝗍 𝖺𝗇𝗈𝗍𝗁𝖾𝗋 𝗋𝖾𝗊𝗎𝖾𝗌𝗍. 𝗍𝗁𝗂𝗌 𝗂𝗌 𝗉𝗋𝖾𝗍𝗍𝗒 𝖺𝗌𝗌, 𝗁𝗎𝗁?

[reveseke]

Headbutting bakugo feat. Bakusquad

PT. Headbutting Bakugo feat. Bakusquad. PT end

Mini headcanons about it. I just thought it was a cute idea lol.

Nonbinary!reader in general, second pov you/your & trans ftm friendly.

CW ... Just headbutting mentions, nothing more. | Fluff & affection | hint or reader being shy

DNI - Fudanashis/fujodashis, women & fem-aligned, profic/proship, anti - LGBTQ+ folk & exclusionists, anti-antis, Necro- Zoo- Pedophiles + (NO)Maps(and other terms), basic DNI criteria, kink/nude/nsfw/sh/vent/pro-ana/ed/18+ blogs

It started as an accidental gesture between the two of you as you grew comfortable with him even if he was sometimes imposing and scary in general. The only explanation you could give people question it was that it was your way of showing something that you couldn't describe deeply or, to your mind, correctly in words.

A language of love and affection one could say. Of course you did start doing it after a year or two of knowing him and his boundaries. Katsuki wasn't a big one for physical touch after all, but the brief and soft bump of a head against his arm or shoulder wasn't much he found annoying.

Although when more and more people questioned you about it, you started to doubt it. Questioning him about it to get reassurance of it being alright.

Growing more comfortable he started eventually doing it back, sometimes even against your head or cheek if you allowed him.

The squad noticed these brief interactions of course, they didn't question it. It was just declared R's way of affection, that's all. Well that was until you started doing it to the whole squad. Albeit being really careful about it and asking if it was alright.

They didn't mind of course. And it slowly started to become a reoccurring thing that they would let you headbutt them whenever you felt like it and do it back to you.

[thetraingotsetonfireonmidnight]

I got idea…

Pro hero Kiribaku x pro hero (m) reader who wants every red riot and bakugou figur. No matter how expensive they are

I can just imagine him showing his house (like some celebrities do) and then there’s so many figures and fans just see how simp he is💀

I love the way you think

𝔎𝔦𝔯𝔦𝔟𝔞𝔨𝔲 𝔵 𝔉𝔞𝔫𝔟𝔬𝔶/𝔓𝔯𝔬 ℌ𝔢𝔯𝔬 ℜ𝔢𝔞𝔡𝔢𝔯

You have no shame. At all.

From the moment you woke up, you were looking forward to the camera crew that'd be showing up at your house soon.

You were practically bouncing off the walls while getting your place prepared, texting your boyfriends in-between chores.

Bakugou made sure to remind you every 5 seconds that he thought it was weird of you to be showing off your house (even though he did the exact same thing just to prove that he has more money than Deku).

Kirishima on the other hand was supportive, saying he'd make sure to watch it the second it aired.

Once the crew finally made it to your house, and you were ready to start filiming, you tried to get through the rooms as fast as possible. You briefly went over everything in your living room and kitchen.

The interviewer would try to slow you down and ask you questions about certain objects of yours, but you blew them off everytime because you wanted to get to the one room you had been most excited to show off.

Your bedroom.

You hadn't been dating your boyfriends for very long, so they had never come over to your house before. Any indoor dates were spent at Kirishima's house.

That being said, Bakugou and Kiri had no idea what they were getting into when they watched you open your door.

Dynamight and Red Riot merchandise.

Everywhere.

Posters, figures, plushies, shirts–your collection nearly rivaled Deku's.

You should've seen Bakugou's face.

He's used to people fawning over him, but he didn't expect his own damn partner to act like an obsessed fan.

(He was flattered. He'll never admit it).

Kirishima was over the moon. He swore he fell for you all over again.

Unlike with the other rooms you were showing off, you took your time explaining every piece of merchandise you had.

You even threw in a few shameless compliments about how brave and amazing your partners were.

You even had a few boxes in your closet of merchandise you had yet to find a place for.

Your fans went crazy.

Combinations of you and your partners' names were trending on social media, and the interview blew up.

Everyone was talking about it.

Kirishima is almost, if not just as, shameless as you are.

He mass tweeted about how much he loves you.

He also went out and bought a shit ton of your merch. (And Bakugou's ofc.)

He insisted Bakugou should do the same, but he heavily and angrily disagreed.

A few days later, Bakugou loudly banged on your door.

You opened it and he immediately rushing in past you as an apologetic Kirishima follows him.

Bakugou stomps his way to your room and stares at it. Almost shocked that you had seriously covered your room head to toe in his (and kirishima's) merchandise.

"WHAT THE HELL?!"

"Is there a problem Kats?"

"WHAT IS ALL OF THIS?!"

"Merchandise?"

"YEAH I CAN SEE THAT!"

Bakugou started demanding you take it down while Kirishima on the other hand begs you to leave it up.

"C'mon Katsuki, it's adorable!"

"I'M TAKING AWAY YOUR FIRST NAME PRIVILEGES IF YOU DON'T KNOCK IT OFF!"

[itadore-you]

my lover, my lover

pairing: kirishima eijirou x gn!reader. you know that numb feeling you get when you're down, or that inner turmoil that consumes you whole? maybe this will serve as a reminder that eijiro would be by your side through it all. he understands exactly what its like.

w/c: 0.5k (small comfort drabble for valentine's! <3)

a/n: deadass i title everything based off of songs. my lover by not3s and mabel came into my head as I edited this. yes this is in first person, hopefully you guys will like how this came out!

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The lazy hours of the day kick in as I'm lying in Kirishima's arms. It's comfortable like this - loosely wrapped up in a shared blanket, and the warmth of his body next to mine. In the background, the blurred audio of the TV plays. If I'm honest, I stopped listening to it a while ago. Was it playing some music performance, or perhaps the news? Either way, my thoughts jump between their own dangerous spirals and the presence of my boyfriend next to me.

My heart doesn't know whether to pick up or slow its pace when I'm with him. It's been years of us together, but his face never ceases to make me smile. Now I'm lying in his arms, and it's been a day where I don't know if I can find that energy to smile again - but he gives me hope.

He presses a small kiss on my temple. Gentle as always. I relax a little more in his arms, and shift my legs so they entangle with his on the sofa we lie on. He holds me close to his chest; we are heart to heart, see eye to eye from the windows of our pupils until I nestle my head into his chest. Hearing his heartbeat.

The kiss of his pillowy muscles against my cheek. One of his hands holding the back of my head, the other firmly on my waist. Usually, he likes to massage the area with imaginary love notes, perhaps drafting an 'I love you' or simply his initials into my skin. His fingers are rough from his quirk, sometimes still slightly hardened from being overused. When that happens, I like to hold his hands even more and I rub his fingertips softly with my own so he doesn't cut himself by accident. My quirk is somewhat contrasting to his anyway, so I don't get affected by the ridges of the jagged skin. Kirishima is known to be unbreakable, but no one truly knows how I can melt Eiji with my presence. Today is different though - no laughs, no light-hearted smiles whilst I inspect his hands and ask about his day - Eijiro saw me, and understood immediately. Climbing in next to me, embracing me instantaneously. I love how he always knows what to do.

The sturdy hero is my rock. Even though I dangle over a metaphysical cliff's edge, his strong grip suspends me over the threatening abyss below. Eventually, I'm saved as he pulls me upwards. That's the dramatic way to visualize how I am when I get like this, but it feels so real. My biggest fear is that one day I will fall, and I'll take him with me. He already has his own load to bear, but Kirishima tends to hide it behind a reassuring smile, and tells me that "he's a hero too, so that means he has to save others, right?"

But who would save him? Kirishima tells me not to worry about it for now. He hums a low melody that rumbles from deep within his chest, trying to distract me from my own thoughts.

It helps.

His arms feel so strong around me. He rocks me gently as I close my eyes, lulled to sleep in the safety of him, guarded. Eijiro patches each stretching wound of my heart with his time and love - laying here with him is infinite.

(>’o’)> ♥ <(‘o'<) ꨄ︎ꨄ︎ꨄ︎ꨄ︎ꨄ︎ꨄ︎ꨄ︎ꨄ︎ꨄ︎ꨄ︎ꨄ︎ꨄ︎ꨄ︎ꨄ︎ꨄ︎ꨄ︎

(*・∀・)つ─━━ε・｀○) <--------- me giving you all a pocky stick for valentine's so we can make out

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BNHA Soulmate AU: Choose your own ending

Endings: Izuku Midoriya, Katsuki Bakugo, Shoto Todoroki, Eijiro Kirishima

Summary: Tommorow is your 16th birthday - the day you get the mark of your soulmate

Wordcount: 465

Warnings: None

Requested by: No one

Inspired by: This post by @dashielldeveron and this post by @haitani-trash

Notes: Reader's quirk hasn't been decided yet, please drop suggestions in the comments and I'll pick the one I think works the best

Last edited: 06th April 2023

A person’s 16th birthday was always a big thing. In a world where superpowers are the norm and soulmates are a scientifically proven fact, the two most important times in a person’s life is when they receive their quirk and when they receive their soulmate.

Soulmates can be found through anything from sharing their pain to having their name explicitly written on your wrist. Though only about 50% of the world ever find their soulmate, and all pairings are different.

It had always been something you’d secretly dreamed of, zoning out in bed at night or a class you hated just to wonder what it would be like. Though it was a silly daydream to you, you also knew that just about everyone had also thought of similar things at least once in their life.

You looked around your classroom and at the people in it. You were one of the youngest of the class, so almost everyone had already gotten their soulmark and a few had even found their soulmate. You looked to Toru Hagakure and Mashirao Ojiro, the first of the class to find that they were soulmates.

You looked around to the other people in the class as you zoned out. Many of them had unnoticeable soulmarks or even ones they covered up. There was Katsuki Bakugo - one of the oldest of the class - with a handprint across his face that he was definitely insecure about. It fit his personality, though; after all, who wouldn’t want to slap him across the face?

Then the exact opposite was Shoto Todoroki, one of the younger of the class and so only got his recently, but whatever it was he kept it well hidden. He wasn’t the talkative type though, so even if you asked, you weren’t likely to get anything out of him.

Izuku Midoriya was pretty much his only friend, and Midoriya himself didn’t seem to know what his soulmark was, but after a long ramble had come to the conclusion that his soulmate wasn’t 16 yet. It wasn’t uncommon, some soulmarks didn’t show until both soulmates had turned 16, but there was definitely part of himself that thought he didn’t have a soulmate.

You looked back to Bakugo who was with Eijiro Kirishima, the boy who had mentioned on multiple occasions how he could only see the colour red. He supposedly would be able to see all colour once he locks eyes with his soulmate, a cute but simple one.

You wondered what yours would be, or if you’d ever find your soulmate. As one of the youngest of the class, it would be your 16th birthday tomorrow though, so you’d soon find out.

- - -

Lying in bed that night, your mind raced. 

Who do you choose?

Izuku Midoriya

Katsuki Bakugo

Shoto Todoroki

Eijiro Kirishima

(More routes may be added later)