#bakugou!reader

[welovediaaxx]

unplanned, e. kirishima x f!reader

chapter two: ripped-up lacy underwear

read chapter one, masterlist

A/N: no thoughts, head empty, just long haired pro hero kiri

warnings: cursing, female reader, mentions of alcohol, implied sexual intercourse, suggestive but no smut, horny, lmk if i missed any

wc 1.8k

The majority of dinner was spent with you attempting to not look your brother in the eye, downing martini after champagne glass, hoping it would lessen the one-sided tension you were feeling. It didn’t.

Bakugou could feel something was wrong. He was expecting you to be smug about your promotion, bragging left and right, soaking in the compliments from your parents. But, nonetheless, you were… quiet. Very out of character for any of the Bakugou’s, but especially the youngest. 

You smiled every time your parents complimented your work ethic, and your ability to work up to such a high position at such a young age. He doesn’t blame them, becoming a creative director of a fashion brand as major as your mother’s was rare, if not impossible. You were only 25 after all. But he could see you were stuck in your head.

He brushed off your odd behaviour. Assuming you broke up with your boy toy of the month. He knew you didn’t spend the night at home. He called your best friend, Mai, who he knew you were with the night before as nobody was able to get a hold of you in the morning. She told him you probably weren’t home as you cut the outing short when you left with a guy. He didn’t know who this month's victim was, nor did he care. All he cared about was that you didn’t get with any of his friends, or close-ish coworkers. He said the rule to you, too, he wasn’t keen on you messing with anyone who he had to maintain a relationship with.

It was understandable, sure. Which is exactly why you agreed to it. You were kinda sad about it as you had a massive crush on his classmate, Shoto Todoroki when you were 13 and Katsuki just entered high school. But, oh well, you would live with it.

As you downed your fourth, no, fifth glass of champagne, you finally started feeling the effects of the alcohol. You also started gaining the confidence to actually acknowledge your brother's presence at the table, pretending like you didn’t get your back blown out by his best friend just 12 hours ago.

As the alcohol hit your head, so did the flashback.

“Oh, fuck. Katsuki’s gonna murder me” Kirishima groaned, his crimson eyes wide, not believing the sight in front of him. 

“Oh, fuck me.” he groaned, once again, his big hands brushing through his long red hair.

“Uh, I think we kinda covered that part, don’t ya think?” you attempted to chuckle at your joke, though just a whine came out, the shock still not leaving your body. 

“Do you remember anything? I don’t. Maybe we didn’t-” he brought his head up to take a good look at you for the first time.

You were beautiful, he couldn’t deny that. He could see the outline of your body, the white sheet not doing much to cover your figure. Your mascara was smudged. Probably from clubbing, or sleeping. Or most likely the amazing sex you had the night before. Though, he still let the possibility you two didn’t do anything linger in his brain. But, looking at you, he doubted he would be able to contain himself and just spend the night with you, without absolutely destroying you in every way possible. Especially under the influence.

He spotted the purple and blue marks on your neck and collarbone. He assumed there were marks on other parts of your body. 

No, maybe all you did was in fact kiss. Yeah, that’s totally possible. It also wouldn’t count as a betrayal of his best friend, wouldn’t it? I mean kissing and sex are two things that are very different and surely Katsuki would understand  -

But no, he remembered now. All hope was lost when he remembered your screams and whines. You entangled in his arms, begging for more, begging for him to give you more. How could he forget? He thinks he’ll probably never be able to forget your mewls. He’ll most likely die wishing he could hear them once more.

“No, we definitely- uhm - yeah.” you stumbled over your words. You didn’t do that often. Actually, you never stuttered, you were also never nervous. It simply didn't run in your family.

But, standing practically naked, in front of the equally naked number 8th pro hero of the country, was a little intimidating. Especially since the pro hero has known you since you were an awkward thirteen year old. Back when you had braces, no social skills and no other interests besides the latest kpop group.

You melted under his gaze, which was not a common occurrence for you. You were usually the one doing the metaphorical melting. You could feel him analysing your body. You returned the favour, noticing how huge he got in the past decade. Sure, you two saw each other here and there, granted you didn’t really run in the same circles of friends. Especially since there was also the fact you avoided your brother as much as possible during social gatherings.

You knew of his and his friends’ reputation, everybody in Japan did. You didn’t want to risk witnessing your brother taking one of his many conquests home, it was gross. Especially if he decided he would pursue one of your friends, which would be even worse to witness.

That’s exactly why you had formed the little pack of not sleeping with each other's friends. It was simple enough to follow, wasn’t it?

If so, why did you find yourself in your current situation?

Well, you always thought Eijirou was attractive. Katsuki always picked his friends well, that's for sure. He never really gave you any attention when you were younger. He always visited your home while him and your brother were in hero training. He also told you multiple times he sees you as a younger sister. Granted, you were probably always looked at as a kid, but that didn’t stop you from feeling a little sad when he brought his first girlfriend to the Bakugou household.

But, things are different now. You look very different now, and so does he. You’re not children anymore. And he definitely looks even better now that he has matured.

You decided daydreaming wouldn’t do you any good in this situation

“I should probably go.”

You started looking around the room for your clothes.

“Uh, here” Kirishima scratched the back of his head while he held out a piece of black lace in his hand. “It was on the floor.”

Oh, grear. The sturdy hero Red Riot was holding your lacy bra in his hand.

“Thanks. You think I could borrow a shirt?”

“Yeah” he opened a drawer, handing you a simple black t-shirt that was way too big for you, oh well, it would use. “Here you go.” He threw the shirt at you.

You looked at him with your eyebrows raised, expecting him to give you a little bit of privacy so you could wiggle out of the white sheet that was probably doing nothing to actually cover you.

“Uh right, sorry.” 

He got up, not without grabbing a pillow to cover his lower body. You couldn’t help but giggle at the sight. This huge mountain of a man, scrambling to find a pair of underwear, while on his tippy toes mind you, as quickly as possible. Eijirou retreated to the bathroom once he found one.

Once you heard the door of the bathroom lock, you finally let go of the white sheet, your knuckles white from how hard you were gripping it. You put the shirt on, taking note of the hickeys on your breasts. Just as you got dressed in the shirt that went down to half your thigh, you ran into the next problem.

Where the fuck was your underwear?

Just as Kirishima exited the bathroom, he saw you bent over, your ass up high, on full display. You were bent over the ottoman, looking for something. He smirked at the sight. What’s the harm in enjoying a view for a little bit? It’s not like he would get a second chance to look at it, right? Wrong.

You quickly stood up straight as you felt a pair of eyes on you.

“Could you stop staring and help me find my underwear?” you said, visibly annoyed.

Eijirou smirked, “I’m sorry, princess, I couldn’t help it. You wouldn’t believe the view” 

You tried to hide the blush that crept up at the compliment. Biting your lip and looking in the other direction in an attempt to hide your smile.

“And here’s your underwear” Kirishima grabbed the lacy fabric that was visibly ripped off the bed. “But it probably won’t be much use to you now.”

“Oh” you blushed “That’s fine. Thanks anyway, I guess.”

“I can get you a pair of mine if you want.” he offered.

“No, that’s okay. I’ll be fine.” Great, now you have to get home without underwear.

“I don’t really cook, but I’m gonna order some breakfast, if you want to stay,” Kirishima suggested, secretly hoping you would say yes.

“Uh, I would love to. But, I-I have this thing. At work. Yeah, a work thing. So I should probably get to the office.” You lied, but who could blame you? 20 more minutes at his place and you would have to talk about the elephant in the room. Your brother.

Oh fuck, Katsuki. You had to have dinner with him tonight. You were hoping you could take a week to process and gather yourself before you had to face him.

Maybe if you called for a rain check? Faked sick? No, that would obviously indicate there was something wrong. Bakugous never got sick.

“Oh, sure. I get it. We lead busy lives.” Eijirou answered with a dreamy smile plastered on his face.

“I’ll see you around, yeah?” You said as you made your way to the front door, dressed in an oversized t-shirt, without underwear, your bra stuffed in your Balenciaga bag and wearing strappy black heels. You sure were a sight for sore eyes.

“I sure hope you do.” Kirishima thought to himself as he watched you leave his room, then head out the front door.

You were brought back to reality by the clinking of glasses.

“To our talented daughter. I always knew you would get far” your father smiled, looking over to your mother who bared an identical expression.

“To you, sister” Katsuki grumbled, though you knew he was being sincere.

The rest of the dinner went smoothly. You were just tipsy enough to hide your guilt without making a complete fool out of yourself. Your parted ways with your family and decided to have an early night at home. As you were falling asleep all you could think about was the night you spent with the red-haired hero, secretly hoping you would get to do it again.

[ksukiii]

how studio bones draws katsuki:

how 𝒽ℴ𝓇𝒾𝓀ℴ𝓈𝒽𝒾 (<3) draws katsuki:

[suguruverse]

your personal space has never really truly been yours since you’ve started dating him. his muscled arm around your waist when you wake up in the morning, has become as familiar as the sunrise itself. it used to be cute, his warmth a cozy start to the day. but now, it's suffocating, like he can't bear to let you go, even in his sleep.

you shift carefully under his weight, not wanting to disturb his sleep. his breath keeping its steady rhythm against your neck, and you wonder if he dreams of you as you lean in to kiss his forehead gently. he smiles in his sleep, a small, contented expression that almost makes you want to slip right back into his arms.

the sheets rustle softly as you slip out from his grip. you slowly tiptoe across your shared bedroom, craving the simple pleasure of being able to enjoy making coffee alone. the smell of freshly ground beans fills the kitchen, and you lean against the counter, enjoying the quiet morning.

but as your coffee brews, a twinge of guilt creeps in and you can almost imagine when he'll wake up and wonder where you've gone. despite enjoying the well needed alone time, you knew the longing to be close to him will pull you back into his embrace sooner than you'd planned. almost as if in complete sync with your thoughts, you hear a mumble approaching the kitchen, and then his voice, thick with sleep, calling out softly,

"angel cmon back to bed with me, you know i don’t like sleeping without you"

ੈ✩‧₊˚ gojo, nanami, bakugou, iwaizumi hajime (27) althetic trainer, oikawa, kuroo, geto, choso, yuji, midoriya

[a11eya]

bakugou pauses mid-sentence, then leans in, pressing his face right into your neck.

you squirm, trying to push him away. his nose brushes against your skin, and a reluctant laugh escapes you. you put your hands on his chest and push.

“stop! you know i’m ticklish there,” you tell him.

he grips your waist, holding you in place. his eyes narrow.

“what the fuck is that?” he says.

“what?” you furrow your brow, leaning back to look into his face. “what’s what?”

bakugou scowls. “you smell like shitty cologne.”

“what?” you turn your head, attempting to smell yourself. you do catch a wisp of scent on you. “oh! it got cold out, and i forgot my jacket so todoroki lent me his. his cologne must’ve rubbed off on me.”

“why the hell would you take it?” bakugou says, scowl deepening.

“it was cold!”

“so stay cold.”

“katsuki!”

bakugou reaches up and pinches your nose. “you call me if you’re cold, i’ll bring you something.”

“you were on patrol!” you say, voice nasally. you bat at his hand, and he lets go.

“i don’t give a fuck. now go shower. don’t fucking pull this shit again.”

“you’re so annoying sometimes,” you say. “he was just being nice.”

bakugou drops his head to bite your shoulder.

“are you a dog,” you say, deadpan. your hand reaches up to thread through his hair. you tug at the strands a little.

he growls into you in response, and you break into a smile, laughing.

[r4spb3rr13s]

things they do that make your heart skip a beat

♱ bakugou, kirishima, midoriya, todoroki, kaminari, shinsou

fluffy and suggestive 😔

disclaimer this could all js be niche stuff i find attractive…

bakugou

♱ wears black compression shirts and tank tops that cling to his biceps, shows uncharacteristic patience helping you with schoolwork, blushes when he catches you looking at him, grabs your hips when he walks past you, cooks shirtless with a ‘kiss the cook’ apron on, chronic manspreader, reverses the car with his hand on your seat and looking over his shoulder yk exactly what im talking about

kirishima

♱ makes you sit on his back when he does press ups - will then proceed to do one handed press ups while grinning at you in the gym mirror, poses after a work out for you, wipes stuff off your face and (if edible duh) licks it off his thumb, has the worlds deepest morning voice, hugs you from behind CONSTANTLY - if he could glue himself to your backside you better believe he would

midoriya

♱ IS RESPECTFUL TO HIS MOTHER 😫😫, will hurl himself out the car to come open your door for you, gives you the most insightful opinions of clothes, makeup, whatever, rubs his thumb over your hand when he holds your hand, holds the door open for you without a second thought, the sidewalk rule <3, saves every. single. photo. you send him

todoroki

♱ pays for everything before you can protest, sends you flowers with little notes attached randomly, brushes/styles your hair for you, will sit for hours in changing rooms w you and make you do 360s for every outfit, takes candids of you and refuses to delete any of them, constantly leans down so you can speak in his ear and you get a big whiff of his fancy cologne, speaks diff languages 🥹

kaminari

♱ leans his hands on the tops of doorways when he’s talking to you, pulls you in by your belt loops to talk to you, leans over in the middle of serious conversations to whisper a stupid joke in your ear that you have to struggle not to cackle at, wears rings and lets you play with them, calls you “m’lady” and “ma’am” when you’re annoyed at him, whenever he zips you up in a dress or buttons you up he’ll kiss the back of your neck and your shoulders, is really good with his little baby and toddler cousins 🩷🩷🩷

shinsou

♱ “yeah?” “mhmm?” WHEEWWW SIR, plays guitar for you and sends u vids of him playing songs u request, stretches and his shirts always lift up to show off his happy trail 🙂‍↕️, drags you down to sit in his lap for EVERY activity he does - paperwork, video games, whatever, has constant bedroom eyes???, tugs on your hair to get your attention, had to lean back and adjust himself everytime he sits down bc he wears the baggiest pants in existence

do i need to start a taglist?

[kurooh]

HORNY BRAINROT.

☆ includes: aged up! various characters from bnha

☆ warnings: 18+ content, reader is gn or fem depending on the scenario, drug use (weed & alcohol), somnophilia (consent given prior!!), nsfw. not proofread

thinking of izuku coming back home after a long day at the agency; he bends you over the kitchen table you were both about to eat on, and he skips dinner and goes in for dessert between your thighs.

sucking on eijirou’s cock desperately while he pushes your head down and tells you to take it. when he gets close, he yanks your head off him and you switch to jerking him off, your eyes closing as his cum sprays on your face. he groans loudly when you sweep your fingers across your wet skin and then suck on them, looking up at him innocently.

always a lover of public sex, dabi fucks you in alleyways, on rooftops, behind cars at night, and all across the city. he especially enjoys taking you from behind, your back pressed against his chest and his hand wrapped around your throat — he often fucks you like this in sight of the sky during the #2 hero’s patrols.

sometimes hitoshi can’t sleep, so he gently pulls the blankets away from your sleeping figure, admiring you in the dark. he’ll kiss your tummy, hips, and pelvis, then peel away your underwear, his tongue rushing to taste the sweetness between your folds. when you cum, you moan as though you’re in a dream, rarely waking up — occasionally he’ll make you cum so hard you wake up gasping his name.

keigo finds himself feeling overwhelmed when you ride him, his eyes rolling back and his entire body shaking each time he sees your greedy pussy swallow the whole length of his cock. as he unravels more and more, his wings represent how he feels with their wild movements. when he cums loudly, his wings rush in, wrapping around the both of you, pulling you close to him.

despite his shy demeanor, tamaki is a FREAK. he’ll have you sit in a chair, blindfolded, limbs tied to the back and the legs. then, he’ll tease you with kisses and touches, lightly slapping your thighs if you try to pull free to touch him. after a long while, he’ll spread your pussy open and spit onto your clit, then tease you further.

speaking of spitting, katsuki enjoys spitting into your pussy as well, or making you spit onto his cock to lube it up for sex or jerking him off.

i offer u: denki + hanta tag team. hanta’s on his back, your back is on his chest, his cock is stretching out your ass. while he’s thrusting up into your ass and holding you close, denki’s fucking in and out of your pussy with his overstimulated cock. his cum drips from your cunt and trickles down hanta’s cock, adding more lubrication. a threesome with these two would be insane because they would try out every position and cum once from it before stopping.

despite hating it when you edge him, shoto loves it. he’ll sigh shakily, hissing out, “ah— god, make me cum already, stop fucking with me!” but when you let him get real close, he begs you to stop and edge him. it’s confusing but ultimately he enjoys it, and always cries when he cums after edging.

drinking with katsuki always gets rowdy; he’ll show you off, get jealous more easily, and fuck you harder. after a night at the bar and way too many shots, he hops into an uber with you and heads to an expensive hotel instead of your home. katsuki books a big room, the one with the best view of the city and streets (it’s also 2-4 stories up from the lobby). when you get into the room, he practically rips your clothes off, pushing you against the big window overseeing the people and cars beneath. then, he fucks you right against the window, your tits pressed against the glass.

dry humping with eijirou in his agency office with an unlocked door, his hard cock rubbing against your pussy through layers and layers of clothing. when his precum is dripping through his underwear, and your panties are soaked with your slick, he removes whatever’s in the way, besides your underwear. when you start to get loud as his clothed cock creates more friction against you, he pulls off your wet underwear and stuffs them into your mouth, saying, “shh, baby. you have to be quiet, okay? don’t want any of the staff coming in, right?”

sharing a joint with keigo on the balcony of your shared apartment, plumes of smoke swirling around you as he spreads your legs. he always enjoys making out with your pussy before he eats you out, taking your folds and clit between his lips as he drags his tongue against you. he stares up at you with reddened eyes, desperate for your approving moans and facial expressions.

being fucked doggy style by izuku, either in your pussy or ass, as he praises you and your beautiful reflection in the mirror. “oh, you’re so gorgeous.. make me feel so damn lucky every time i look at you.” if you refuse to look, he leans over you, his pecs pressing into your upper back as he tugs your chin. he demands, “watch yourself cum” or “if you look away, i’ll stop pounding you”

shoto always cums within a few minutes of 69ing with you.. the way you desperately hump at his face and gobble down his cock always proves to be too damn much for him. he used to feel embarrassed, but now he just pushes through the overstimulation and adjusts you how he likes, slurping at your pussy loudly as you moan on his cock.

sexting with denki during his work hours, and sending him sneaky photos of your tits/ass/pussy when you know he’s busy. he’s always so quick to read your messages, and he rushes to the bathroom to hide his boner in a stall. he texts you to tell you what he’s gonna do to you, how desperate he is, or he’ll send mirror selfies, his hard cock visible through his pants.

phone sex with dabi, who easily makes you torture yourself. and god, does he sound good — he tells you what to do, rewarding you with his moans/groans or pictures. he’ll talk you through your orgasm, demanding that you keep fingering yourself or stop to ruin it. if you sob over his instructions, he’ll briefly reassure you, and then tell you to shut up and do what he says (he reminds you to be a good girl/slut or threatens to not fuck you).

god.. hitoshi loves filming you going dumb on his cock. most of the videos in his ‘us vids’ folder start off with him praising you as he moves the camera around your body, capturing every inch of you. “so pretty, god damn.” as the video progresses from gentle to rougher, his hand is wrapped around your neck, squeezing enough for you to gasp often. you’re a mess, babbling pleas as you cry his name, eyes rolling back and drool slipping from the corner of your mouth. by the time he’s cumming, you’re begging for him to fill you up, not a single other thought in your head. later, still filming, he thumbs away the saliva at the corner of your mouth; he kisses you and asks if you’re okay.

food play with tamaki, who eagerly gobbles strawberries off your tits, or the whipped cream designs all over your pelvis. even after your skin is free from all the sweetness or its residue, he licks you hungrily, then starts to bite hickeys into your skin. he blushes when you pinch one of his sensitive ears between your fingers and give it a tug — “tamaki, put your tongue to good use and eat me out.”

[merlucide]

boys who would do this

gojo, MEGUMI, GETO, ITADORI, inumaki, maki, KIRISHIMA, KAMINARI, BAKUGOU, HAWKS, SANEMI, genya, obanai, KAGEYAMA, SUGAWARA, daichi, akaashi, IWAZUMI, KUROO, OSAMU, HOSHIUMI, TERUSHIMA, SUNA

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is the haikyuu fandom even alive (ﾟ∀ﾟ)?

made January 3rd 2024

[iisasxia]

“Where are you going?” his voice seemed so rough whenever he was sleepy, not that it bothered you, you found it cute how deep in sleep he was.

You had crawled out of bed after being lucky enough to get out of his grasp. Bakugou’s hands are big but his arms/biceps are a whole other story. “M’ sorry ‘suki, just needed to use the bathroom.” You softly smile seeing him pout and will probably grumble to himself about how you’ve left him there all ‘cold n’ alone’.

You loved that soft side of him. It was like eating a strawberry, seemed a bit sour but once you eat more it’s really sweet. Once you stepped out of the bathroom you crawled right back over him and laid facing away from him. You softly exhaled before closing your eyes until the sudden feeling of you being lifted up startled you. “Kats-“ you whisper, his hands found their way to your waist as he pulled you over on top of him, letting you get comfortable. He gently wrapped his arms back around you.

“No more gettin’ up. Lay down n’ sleep.” he mumbled to what sounded like himself.

You softly smile before lifting your head up to look at him, noticing his eyes were closed you kissed him on the lips and laid your head back against his chest.

You didn’t see it but he had a small smile after the kiss, his grip on you tightening a little.

“Goodnight ‘Suki” you whisper to him.

“Night doll.”

(I reckon he would call you doll because one time you smiled at him and you looked so surreal that the word fumbled out of his mouth on accident so now after you teased him about it he calls you it as a nickname.)

[uwtloml]

Ok so what if we accidentally send the mha boys nudes

- 𝘢𝘤𝘤𝘪𝘥𝘦𝘯𝘵𝘢𝘭𝘭𝘺 𝘴𝘦𝘯𝘥𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘮𝘩𝘢 𝘣𝘰𝘺𝘴 𝘯𝘶𝘥𝘦𝘴!

𝘧𝘵. 𝘬𝘢𝘵𝘴𝘶𝘬𝘪 𝘣𝘢𝘬𝘶𝘨𝘰𝘶, 𝘥𝘦𝘯𝘬𝘪 𝘬𝘢𝘮𝘪𝘯𝘢𝘳𝘪, 𝘦𝘫𝘪𝘳𝘰 𝘬𝘪𝘳𝘪𝘴𝘩𝘪𝘮𝘢, 𝘩𝘪𝘵𝘰𝘴𝘩𝘪 𝘴𝘩𝘪𝘯𝘴𝘰, 𝘵𝘰𝘶𝘺𝘢 𝘵𝘰𝘥𝘰𝘳𝘰𝘬𝘪, 𝘵𝘰𝘮𝘶𝘳𝘢 𝘴𝘩𝘪𝘨𝘢𝘳𝘢𝘬𝘪, 𝘬𝘦𝘪𝘨𝘰 𝘵𝘢𝘬𝘢𝘮𝘪, 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘴𝘩𝘰𝘵𝘢 𝘢𝘪𝘻𝘢𝘸𝘢

a/n i hope i added all the characters u wanted 🤍

@star-the-rabid-dog also requested this!!

[sansfangirl24]

Husband!Pro Hero Bakugo seeing you and the kids going to the store on his patrol and stopping you acting like he's flirting with stranger

like leaning up against and pole and looking at you with a flirty smirk "excuse me ma'am I couldn't help but notice how beautiful you looked with your kids" you're giggling and playing along until both of your kids stopped the conversation and started tugging on Bakugo's hero costume and yelling "papa it's us and that's mama! did you not recognize us?!"

and Bakugo acting all shocked just to piss off his kids and make fun of you in the process (playfully) " that's you kids?? and that's you Y\N?? I didn't even notice you all look completely different when you actually dress up for once" you know Bakugo thinks you and your kids are beautiful though and he proves it everyday day, every morning, and every night

[luverine]

Virginity…

NSFW // MDNI

He doesn’t want to admit to you that he is inexperienced.

He swore he would never tell a soul that he’s never had sex with anybody.

But here he is sweating bullets. He's so nervous because you are rubbing your hand on his thigh with half lidded eyes.

He holds his breath trying to not cream his pants. He was doing good too until you straddle him going in for a kiss. You taste like vanilla.

Fuck he can’t do this…You begin to grind on him putting pressure right on his sensitive dick.

“Shit! I haven’t done this bef-“ He freezes letting out a deep guttural moan. As he releases his load inside of his jeans.

You coo and admire him as he’s twitching and panting. As he’s recovering from an orgasm you unintentionally gave him. You meet each other's eyes.

“Wanna know what pussy feels like?”

✦ SHIGARAKI, Dabi, BAKUGOU, Denki, Amajiki, SHINSO, Megumi, Cloud, JEAN, Armin, AKI ✦

✦ Likes, reblogs, comments appreciated

✦ credit for divider cafekitsune

[welovediaaxx]

Unplanned, e. kirishima x f!reader

chapter three: civilised conversation over a glass of champagne

read chapter two, masterlist

A/N: my mom was talking to me abt simone perele and lightbulb turned on in my head, also sorry for the delay but part 4 will be out tomorrow or the day after and it's gonna be filthy

wc 1.8k

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You strut through the office with confidence, prepared for the staff meeting your mother scheduled months in advance. It was the most important meeting of the season, as all designers got a chance to present their ideas and designs, your mother choosing only the best to be featured in the new fall collection.

You granted a polite hello to the receptionists and all passing co-workers. You stood in front of your office doors, proud of the newly glued “creative director” title that stood after your name. 

You entered through the glass door, put your handbag down and sat behind your computer, wanting to respond to all emails so you could have the night for yourself. As you were deep into answering your e-mails, your assistant, Himari, knocked on your office door.

You gave her a quiet ‘hm?’, not regarding her much attention and continued writing the e-mails.

“There’s a package for you, miss Bakugou.”

“What is it?” you asked, still not taking your eyes off the computer screen. You assumed it was a thank you gift from one of the many clients you worked with, or maybe something from a fashion brand Mitsuki previously collaborated with.

“Uh- it’s a bouquet. A box too, it has your name on it.” 

A bouquet? That’s a little unusual. You usually received notes from clients, maybe a piece of clothing, a bag or sometimes jewelry, a bouquet seemed a little personal. But, oh well, perhaps a new position came with more personal gifts, not that you would know.

“Well, who’s it from?”

“I wouldn’t know, there’s no name on the outside, There is a note in the flowers, though. They probably signed their name.” 

“Yeah, whatever. Just put it on my desk” you murmured, annoyed your peace was disturbed.

Himari entered your office with a grand bouquet of red roses. It was at least two times bigger than her head, and she was visibly struggling to hold it.

Your eyes widened as you admired the size of the flower arrangement in front of you. As she put the flowers down on your desk, she disappeared for a few seconds, coming back with a white Simone Perele black and white gift bag that you recognised all too well in her hands.

You furrowed your brows in confusion. Simon Perele is a French lingerie brand, and last you remembered, Mitsuki never had a collaboration with them. You would definitely know if such collection existed. So, which client is being so inappropriate to send you underwear?

And that’s when it clicked. The red roses and the lingerie. This was no client of yours. You quickly shooed Himari out of your office and sprung yourself out of your chair. Your heels clicked on the floor as you made your way around the desk, grabbing the note that was on the box.

Hope this makes up for the underwear,

- E

Of course. Of course, it was Eijiirou. Just as you were starting to forget about the night that took place almost two weeks ago now. As if it wasn’t enough he occupied your mind most of the hours of the day.

Your curiosity had risen as you pulled on the delicately wrapped white satin ribbon that was wrapped in a bow around the box. You opened the box and your eyes were met with a bright red lingerie set. Not just any shade of red, though. It was Red Riot’s signature shade.

Well, it’s nice to know the number eight hero has good taste.

You felt a little conflicted about the gift. Also a little ashamed you felt your lips turn into a smile as you admired the gift. You know that whatever you had is supposed to stay as a one-time thing. But why did you want to feel his touch again?

You scanned the red roses, noticing there was a note in there too. 

When you look at it a bit better, you can see that it isn’t a note, but a keycard for a hotel room. It was for the hotel across the venue where tonight’s hero charity gala was taking place. How convenient.

You got an invitation to it, of course, as you took part in the design of many heroes’ uniforms, but you didn’t really plan on going. 

But, now? You guess you will have to make an appearance. Who does he even think he is, teasing you like this? You can’t let him have the last word, now can you?

“What ya’ got there?”

You flinched hearing your mother's voice, quickly closing the box. You turned around, attempting to guard the box with your body.

“Oh, uh, just a package I ordered.” you lied, attempting to sound as convincing as possible, knowing it isn’t very easy to fool your mother.

Mitsuki was a little suspicious of your fidgeting, she raised her eyebrows and took a step forward, turning her head to see what you were quite obviously guarding with your body.

“You sent yourself lingerie? In a gift box? And a bouquet?”

“Uhh, well -”

“Y/n, why didn’t you tell me you were seeing somebody? You’re not 16 anymore, aren’t ya’? You can tell me if you are.” She smirked, classically catching you in a lie like you were, in fact, 16 years old again and trying to fool your mother.

You rolled your eyes, your cheeks reddening. “I’m not ‘seeing’ anybody. It’s nothing serious. It’s also none of your business.” you grumbled the last part.

“Whatever ya’ say. But, that’s exactly what I said when your father sent me flowers and expensive lingerie, and look at where we are now.”

“Ew, mom. I don’t wanna listen to how dad bought you underwear.”

“Fine, I’ll spare you the details. But you should know, he was quite the romantic.” she smiled as she reminisced on her youth.

“Anyways, I wanted to ask you if you’re sure you’re gonna skip the gala, 'cause your father and I are going. It would be nice to show your brother some support as a family.”

“Oh, yeah. I’m gonna go, actually.”

“Oh, really? Fantastic! I’ll have Himari pull something for you to wear. Do you have anything in mind? Oh! You should wear the gold - “

“Nothing specific, but I just know I wanna wear something red.” 

If Kirishima wanted to play, who were you to decline the invitation?

You exited the limousine, careful to avoid wrinkling of the red satin slip dress that hung on your body. Mitsuki always knew how to pick out a perfect dress.

You walked beside your parents, the three of you making your way to the red carpet that lead to the entrance of the gala. The bright flashes of the paparazzi’s cameras blinded your vision.

Your eyes scanned around the swarm of heros, not seeing the hardening hero anywhere near you. You were kind of relieved, scared your tension would be visible on the photographs that were to come after the event.

You kept your cool as you walked the carpet, turning to look at the few cameras that were calling your name. After a few minutes of posing, you released a breath you didn’t realise you were holding in. 

Sure, you haven’t achieved the same level of fame as your older brother, but as an upcoming designer and sister of one of the top pro-heros, you had just enough recognition. Still, feeling like all eyes were on you didn’t get easier with time.

You entered the building, giving your coat to the coat-check girl and made your way inside. The venue was full of rich investors and pro heroes buttering them up, each one attempting to milk the highest donation. It was decorades accordingly, too.

Not having spotted your brother anywhere, you decided to split from your parents and make your way to the open bar.

You smiled at the bartender, ordering a glass of champagne. As you patiently waited for your drink, lost in your own thoughts, you felt a hand grab at your waist.

Your body stiffened for a second, though you didn’t have to turn around to know who it was. 

“I’ll have whatever she’s having,” the red haired hero told the bartender. 

Eijirou sat on the stool next to where you were standing. Still, even while he sat, he was almost as tall as you while you stood next to him.

He grabbed your left hand and brough it to his lips, kissing your knuckles “So, we meet again.” he smirked.

You quickly whitdrew your hand, watching him with wide eyes “what are you-” you rose your voice, lowering it when the bartender handed you both your drinks.

“What do you think your doing? We’re in public.” you whisper shouted at the hero, who found your cautiousness quite adorable.

“So? We’re two adults, having a civilised conversation over a glass of champagne.”

“Oh? So you came over to have a civilised conversation with me?” you raised your eyebrows at him, taking a big sip of the expensive champagne, hoping it’ll help with calming your nerves.

“No. I came over to tell you how amazing you look in that dress.” He smirked. He knows what he's doing.

"Though you’d probably look better without it." He looks you up and down and you suddenly feel very, very small standing under his gaze.

You murmured a thank you, feeling your cheeks getting redder and redder, and the longer you were in his presence, your whole body felt hotter and hotter.

“So, did you get the gift?”

You pretended to think about it for a second, “Oh, the roses? Yeah. I got them”

“And the -”

“Wildly inappropriate lingerie set? That you sent to my workplace? Where my mother is my boss? Yeah, I got that too.” you rolled your eyes, raising your hand to the bartender to order another round. Since the previous glass that rested in your hand disappeared quite quickly, from what you guessed was the stress from talking to Eijirou.

Kirishima chuckled, “I’m sorry you found it inappropriate. I just couldn’t bare the fact I ruined a perfectly good pair of underwear.” he raised his body and got up from the barstool. He stepped forward, towering over your figure and lowered his frame so his mouth was levelled with your neck.

“Especially ones that belonged to such a pretty girl,” he whispered, his lips almost making contact with your skin.

His gaze was drawn to your lips, while your breath was still stuck in your throat. He leaned in as if he was about to place a hungry kiss on your lips. You closed your eyes, awaiting the contact, but all you were met with was his breathy voice whispering

“You know where I’ll be.”

You quickly opened your eyes, widening them. But all you were met with was empty space. Just as he appeared, he was gone.

You cursed yourself for letting him leave you all hot and bothered. Though, you couldn’t help but be glad you brought the keycard with you after all.

[lissdiary]

“oh what’s this?” you lifted katsuki‘s bangs, your hand on his forehead. “lost a fuckin’ bet to shitty hair.. ya’ like it?” he nudged his head into your palm, showing off his fresh new eyebrow piercing. “it suits you baby, makes you look sexier” you giggled kissing his cheek, his new look definitely suited him well. katsuki and his new eyebrow piercing was a match made in heaven, you can’t help but admire him even more than you did before.

“what are ya’ staring at, hm?” you were staring at him for too long you began to zone out, he kissed your temple breaking you out of your daydream. your face flushed, you like staring at him but not for so long you start to daydream. “sorry katsu.. you’re too handsome not to look at” you tilt your head to the side while looking up at him, the one thing katsuki loves.

he loves when you look up at him with doe eyes, it was his weakness. “oh yea?” his hand trailing from your cheek down to your neck, ready to bite. you nod in response, tilting your head to allow him more access. he lowers his head to meet you , giving you the sweetest kiss on your lips before giving you small pecks trailing down from your lips to your neck.

“glad ya’ like it so much, baby.”

[sinfulpanda16]

He loves it when you sit on his back when he's doing pushups.

This almost never happens but when it does, he loves how it makes him feel like he's the strongest man for you. You're sitting on his back looking all cute and pretty counting his reps for him and although his diligence to going all the way down and pushing himself back up is causing him sweat he can't help but smile when he hears you giggling up there.

When he's done he'd give you a gentle kiss, "Thank you baby." and will probably want to keep you around to show off his muscles and strength some more. "Wanna help me with the rest of my workouts?" he asks smirking.

"Yes" you respond with a cute smile.

He picks you up and sits you on a counter nearby. He gives you another gentle kiss "Just keep being my cute cheerleader." he orders with a smirk.

Bakugou Katsuki, Shinsou Hitoshi, Kunigami Rensuke, Reo Mikage, Kuroo Tetsurou, Bokuto Koutarou, Gojo Saturou, Fushiguro Toji, Eren Yeager, Kyo Sohma, Ryo Kurokiba, Draken

[emluvscats69]

you and katsuki were mid-makeout sesh in your dorm. he was sitting against your headboard with you in his lap.

his hands were dipped underneath your shirt, caressing the skin of your lower back. his mouth was on your neck. you shivered as katsuki’s lips connected with your skin. the warmth of his breath left goosebumps in its wake.

you let out a soft sigh and gently petted his hair with your free hand. you melted into his touch, not only from how warm he was.

that was, until mina burst into your room unannounced to ask about something random.

she stared wide-eyed at you two. your eyes widened and your cheeks burned red out of embarrassment.

katsuki looked angry. his ears were bright red as he pulled you off of him. he thought the door was locked.

“get outta here, raccoon eyes!” he snapped angrily, pushing the pink-skinned girl out of your dorm and locking it behind her.

that was the day you two learned to double-check if the door was locked.

(not proof-read.)

[cashmoneyyysstuff]

kaminari complains to his friends about how gross it is that you and katsuki kiss every morning in front of your classroom door. like, have some compassion for the singles, yknow ?! his friends tell him to just drop it.

what they don’t know is the reason he kisses you every morning is to guess which flavor your lipgloss is. and he’s a little too proud when he gets it right.