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ouch-thats-harsh · 3 months

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hii!! how r u?? i saw ur BNHA Class1-a w/ an indian reader and i honestly LOVED IT!! i was hoping to request for an indian reader with class 1-a but where they think she is really quiet and shy. HOWEVER, they witness her OTHER side when they see her vibing like crazy to bollywood songs??????????????? thnx<333 hv a good day/nightt!!! :)))

Pairings: none! Just friends and classmates :)

warnings: none! Gn! Reader. Indian reader, the reader is a bit shy

Author's note: Omg, hello!!! It's been a while since I disappeared for no reason😭 I'm sorry I didn't see your ask till now!! I'm so glad you loved the fic, it came from a need, honestly. Also I'm definitely more than rusty at this rn, so please forgive me if this sucks, I'm not the best at English, so i apologise for any mistakes.

A day doesn't pass without your headphones and music. The ghazals, the carnatic music, the hindustani tunes and Bollywood moods to wake your soul up. It was a need for you because more than anything, it was a piece of your home. Their foreign exchange student from India was a specimen worth knowing. Smart, brilliant, gorgeous but also quiet. You being quiet was something they expected, the language barrier guarenteed it! they dubbed your behaviour as that, but turns out thats just the way you were. It added to your charm.

One early Monday, after seemingly a shitty week, everyone had to get back on schedule. Exhausted students pulling themselves out of beds for another tiring week wasn't something new. UA makes it a death week, sometimes literally. Fatigue rolled in by the evening. After letting your friends know that you were ready to turn in for the night, you went straight to your dorm to rest. That was until you got a Google photos notif, from the last time you went to navratri.

Sero was just walking to his room, he was unbothered and chill. Then came your dorm room.

Before long your friends were outside your door

*Knock knock*

from the outside one could hear the faint sound of music and someone singing. They slowly opened the door, to see you, their adorable lovely quiet friend, eyes closed, with loud music, moving your hips to some Bollywood song? the song suited you, thought midoriya as soon as he saw you.

But then the shock came. You danced???

"DAMN GIRL!!" mina's loud outburst alerted you. You froze in place at the sudden yell, "how long have you guys been standing there???" You cried out, a bit embarrassed, maybe too embarrassed. You quickly turned the music off.

"Long enough to see you dance." Kirishima pointed out with a smirk. You felt your face warm. kaminari laughed at the sight of you flustered. Even though the situation was just the material to tease you with, they saw how much you enjoyed it, how carefree you were at that moment.

"What song was that? And you never told me you could move like *that*" mina asked pointing at you. "It's- uhm, it's called" you looked at your phone to get the title right, "tumhi ho bandu... And i- uh could always do that? Haha" the nervousness was evident, probably a result of you hiding this side of yours for so long.

This was a pleasant surprise to them. You looked more alive than they could remember.

Ochaco remembered the times you told her about baraat and gharba, times where you danced as if it was your last breathe of air. You told her about how your lungs would burn, sweat rolling off your head onto the earth. She saw what you meant today, even if it was fleeting. She wanted to join. She picked up your phone and played the next song. The beginning of nachde ne saare played. A memory for you, dancing with your bestfriend back home, unlocked.

You felt shy as the song began, but Ochaco and mina, ever the dancers, began moving, inviting you to do too. The guys were watching until pulled in by the duo, bakugou just stayed in his place, watching and nodding to the beat after a while. You could see some of them puzzled at the words but they swayed nonetheless. You remember this scene from somewhere. What was it? 2 years ago? Tenth farewell party... You remember something just like this, loud music, laughter, flaying arms and someone's horrible attempt at Bhangra. Flashes of old friends transitioned into your new ones, just as precious, loving and loved.

The hour was spent dancing, singing (gibberish more like), before long exhaustion hit all of you."We- *pants* should do this more often" a tired momo said. Satisfied with the whole thing. Some agreed immediately with her, smiling. You all talked a bit after that, letting yourselves relax. "You know, I'm glad i snooped enough to get to see this" sero said amused. "Yeah, i mean, for all we know you could've just hid those hips from us forever." Mina laughed. You chuckled a bit. "Thats called thumke" you told her, happy at the sight of all of them beside you. You went back to your quiet self.

"I do hope we'll get to see you like this more, it's nice to see you so fired up and not only on the battlefield" tooru said as she got up, the others added to her comment agreeing. After her the rest got up and decided to finally go to bed, they all hugged you or just showed their way of being affectionate, so did you.

Your room was silent now. You felt content, somehow at peace at the whole "incident" as they would come to call it from now on.You closed your eyes, the sounds from earlier echoed in your head, though loud, it put you to sleep.

End note: hey, uhm so this was smtg I cooked up after not writing for a long while, so please do leave suggestions on how to improve and yea, thanks for reading! :))

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darkmajesty-xo · 2 years

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I’m still really new with piss kink and all that but I’m not with bullying and marking so I thought I come to your inbox to ramble about bully! Bakugou who sees you as his property and gets absolutely livid when you try to run to Kiri about his behavior

Unfortunately for you, he’s loyal to his best friend and instead of talking him down like you hoped he would, he’s whispering assurances in your ear while Bakugou marks his property with his hot piss

Sorry if it’s kinda sucky I’m a bit tired and just kinda wanted to talk

18+ MDNI | tw! piss, bullying, voyerism, coercion, fingering, dubcon, nerdy reader, college au

Did you really think that he’d help you ?

Did you not notice the cruel smirk playing at his plush pink lips ?

They’re teammates, best friends even. You’re just some cute chick that does all his homework under the guise “tutoring” when he calls you pretty and whines that it’s “too hard”!

Today was no different. You sat at his desk with his chem assignment in front of you, but you couldn’t focus on valence electrons because your mind kept drifting to the horrendous show of dominance Bakugo subjected you to when some guy dared ask for your number. It’s not like you were going to give it to him ! You were actually turning him down when Bakugo walked up behind you— mouth to your neck and big hands groping your breasts over the hoodie he’d “gifted” you.

“Y’cheatin’ on me, baby ?” Murmured against your skin with a light nip against the healing marks on your neck. “No!” you squawked, appalled at the action and accusation because you weren’t even dating ! You could barely be considered friends because the only time he had something good to say about you was when he was cumming on your glasses.

“GET THE FUCK OUTTA HERE EXTRA!” He snapped at the guy before pulling you into the nearest restroom to fuck you on the counter.

Kirishima noticed you’d stopped working and instead settled for chewing on your pen while rubbing your thighs together and staring off in the distance. He took this moment to take a quick snap to send to Bakubro.

“Whatsa’ matter, sweetheart” ? He cooed, suddenly bringing you back to reality. When did he get this close? And why was he staring at you like that ? It made you feel all tingly and god did his cologne smell good.

“i-it’s just— n-nothing, never mind” you stammered, convinced that nothing could save you from your situation. if you even wanted to be saved at this point.

“hey, don’t give me that” he pouted in that sickeningly sweet way that convinced you to be his walking textbook. “talk to me, beautiful. you can trust me”.

That was a lie.

If you were as smart as everyone thought you were, then you would’ve noticed him biting his lips as you recounted the encounter with Bakugo. How he slightly groaned when you told every lewd detail at his urging. He was practically feral when you told him that the blonde wouldn’t stop fucking you until you squirted around his cock.

But, you’re not smart.

You’re dumb.

Dumb enough to let the redhead pull you into his lap to “soothe you”. Silly enough to let him kiss the salty tears of humiliation that spilled against your cheeks and lips. Stupid enough to let him remove your clothes, save for the skull hoodie and fuzzy pink socks, and play with your sticky cunt.

And, fuck if it didn’t feel good. So, good that you failed to notice the door opening and closing, or the soft thud of a bag hitting the ground.

“Fuckin’ slut”.

It was his voice that brought you to reality, and orgasm.

“Shit, Bakugo! She clenched so hard when you said that. Someone likes being degraded, huh?” He chuckled against your neck, rough fingers still gliding through your folds as you rode out your wave.

“B-Bakugo , I-“

“Save it, slut. I can see exactly what you were doing” his voice was cruel, sharp enough to make you flinch but there were literal hearts in his eyes. Conflicting emotions swirling within him. Anger at you being in the hands of another man but arousal knowing that it’s his best friend.

“Relax, baby. I got ya” Kirishima whispered behind you, giving your hips a reassuring squeeze. You whimpered, trying to scoot closer to him and farther from the blonde lustful gaze.

Bakugo kneeled on the bed, thick cock laying flaccid in his hand but growing by the second. He ran it through your slick folds and tapped it against your sensitive bud drawing a shuttering breath. He leaned back on his heels, dick aimed at your pussy and aimed a hot stream of piss right against your core.

The men groaned in unison while you struggled in Kirishima’s grasp.

Bakugo scoffed, red eyes trailing from your glistening cunt to your watery eyes.

“Did you really think this perv would help you ? He’s worse than me !” That made the redhead chuckle. “Not true, Bakubro. I could never be mean to this cutie”.

“Yeah, yeah. We’ll see about that”.

@mhathotfic this was a perfect ask, so fun to write. we love a good pissy moment especially when bullies are involved. uwu 🥰

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chaichaiiskai · 2 years

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TITLE: We’re Different But That’s Okay

— CHAPTER SIX —

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CONTENT WARNING: violence, blood, abduction, (sort of but nothing super horrible) graphic description of injuries

WORD COUNT: 5.2k TAGLIST: @canarystwin @eijiandkatspebble

“ALRIGHT. Heads for dead and tails for dread.” You state, staring at the Tibetan mastiff hybrid who sat across from you at the dining room table. Tetsu nods silently in agreement, watching as you retrieve a quarter from the long-forgotten swear jar (aka rainy day money) that was sitting in the center of the table as a makeshift centerpiece. The moment was intense, the two of you were silent, the video game you’d all be indulging in was now forgotten, the low hum of the game’s background music egging the two of you on. Eijirou was pacing around in the living room pretty silently for a man of his stature, he seemed to be in deep thought, Katsuki, you believed, was still showering.

With a gulp, you positioned your right hand into a ‘thumbs up’ position, the quarter appropriately placed on your pointer finger. And then, with the flick of the tip of your thumb, you sent the quarter flying upwards towards the ceiling. E/C and dark grey eyes followed the little circle of copper as it soared upwards and then began to descend. You speedily caught it and gave it one last flip, slapping it onto the back of your left hand. You remained covering the coin for a few seconds longer before finally moving your hand away, revealing the answer to your next plan of action.

“Heads.”

…

After the fate of the two unlucky individuals was decided, Tetsutetsu broke out the whiteboard that he had specifically for writing down new meal recipes. As much as you wanted to rush in and seek vengeance on Katsuki’s behalf, you listened to Tetsutetsu’s suggestion and the two of you had begun planning. It was obvious that the two of you were more alike than originally anticipated, considering you were both ready to cut someone for justified reasons. Tetsu had just jotted down some basic things that needed to be avoided while committing the assault, this way, you could act without getting caught but also give the karma that was best served hot.

“I say we wear masks, show up to their place in the dead of night and burn the house down with them still in it.” You boldly suggested, there was no telling if you were joking or not but I digress. “That puts their neighbors at risk, and I’d feel bad about having the fire department have to come and waste their time putting it out.” Eijirou reasoned, though his reasoning didn’t exactly seem to disagree with your idea entirely. His voice was void of all emotion and his face was stone cold, arms crossed over his broad chest as he leaned back in the dining room chair, staring at the whiteboard Tetsu was currently standing in front of with a red dry-erase marker in hand. Thankfully, he served as the buffer for both of you.

“You two know exactly why that’s wrong on so many levels. No one’s killing anyone, all we need to do is mildly inconvenience them with a few broken bones and a couple ‘o bruises. Maybe a hospital visit or two.”

Okay… maybe none of you were sane, but who could blame you? One of your family members had just suffered something traumatic thanks to some selfish and horrible decisions, you had a right to be protective and angry on his behalf.

You sighed, digging the heels of your palms into your eyes when you realized that both Eijirou and Tetsu were right. You three couldn’t go to jail, so, the best option was some kind of anonymous assault. “How about I use my quirk to light a molotov cocktail and—“ “Y/N, this ain’t Call of Duty, be more practical,” Tetsu said, throwing an extra marker at your head, which you quickly caught and then threw back at him.

This time around, Eijirou spoke up. “It’ll probably be better that I sit this one out. I’m not sure I’d be able to control myself if I saw Touka or her in in-person. I’m trusting you two to handle it. Just… please, please don’t get caught.”

…

And that’s what’s led you and your silver-haired bro to where you currently were. In the dead of night, ski masks over your faces and clenched fists at your sides, parked a few doors down from the front door of Touka’s house, dressed in all black and blending in easily with the night, even going as far as to wear black latex gloves. The two of you had shown up just mere hours after Katsuki had come knocking on the door, so you both only assumed that the two targets of your assault were still in the same place. You had a lighter in your hand, ready to activate your quirk whenever it proved to be necessary. It had been quite some time since you’d been to this place, and you’d probably never come back if things worked in your favor. As the two of you approached the front door, you remembered the key under the mat that was so foolishly left there for you to grab by the unsuspecting homeowner. Never trust your neighborhood, dumbass Touka. Once you had the key in your grasp, you unlocked the door and stepped inside, Tetsu following behind you, not even bothering to take off your shoes because, oh yeah, fuck Touka and that grimy bitch.

You quietly shut the door behind you and set the key down on the table near the door. Now, it was just you and Tetsu, idling in the front room where the living room was located. The two of you seemed to telepathically communicate, nodding at each other.

You knew exactly where the fucker slept. The two of you tiptoed down the hallway, both of you holding a duffel bag under your pits as you motioned to one of the doors in the hallway, which happened to be Katsuki’s bedroom. Before the fun truly began you had to make sure you got his things, including important documents and whatever else was needed. That was simple enough since everything was pretty much out in the open. It was miraculous how the two of you had managed to gather so many things in such little time while the two you were about to terrorize were none the wiser to what was going on inside the safety of their home. You were starting to get a little impatient but understood the importance of getting Katsuki’s things first before you would begin wreaking havoc on these shit stains. Once you’d filled the duffel bags with necessities and grabbed the needed legal documents for the next steps, you and Tetsutetsu placed the bags into the trunk of your car and went back inside the little house.

And with that, it was time to make an entrance that no one in their right mind would ever forget. But you couldn’t exactly do the terrorizing inside so… let’s just say because of your career you had access to some dangerous drugs that you had put into some syringes and injected into the necks of the unsuspected couple. It wasn’t meant to kill them, just to get them to sleep long enough to be transported to a more /remote/ area, which happened to be around forty minutes out of the city and on the side of an unfrequented road. This scene was right out of a movie. You’d stolen the young couple right out of their bed, and neither of them was aware of the danger they were about to be in.

Tetsu had decided to drive this time, the captives asleep in the back seat. Was it bad that you were excited about terrorizing them? They deserved it after all. When the both of you decided you’d driven out enough, far away from any potentially prying eyes, Tetsu parked the car and got out, following suit, then you both respectively went towards the backseat doors, opening them up to reveal your soon-to-be victims. You were given the task of slapping her awake, and Tetsu tasked himself with doing the same to Touka.

With the power of the anime god and some pent-up anger you had stored away somewhere in the depths of your soul, you struck the woman across the face (hard enough to cause some very noticeable swelling) and Tetsu mirrored your actions to her male counterpart.

When she startled awake and caught your gaze with a horrified expression, you grinned sinisterly through the mask you wore.

“Wakey wakey, bitch. You’re about to meet your maker.”

And with that, you proceeded to wrap a fistful of her hair around your hand and began dragging her out of the car and onto the dirt road. You threw her to the ground nearby and you could hear Touka struggling nearby, Tetsu easily pulling him along by his hair as well so he could toss the man onto the ground beside his girlfriend.

The area you’d chosen was right in the middle of some inhabited farmland that was lush with green grass and flowers, it was rather serene, too bad you’d be bloodying the ground with the fluids of these scoundrels.

Touka and her began backing away from the two masked assaulters, having no idea who they were or what they had done to provoke them. Even Hellen Keller could see just how terrified they were, which seemed to piss you off even more. “Hold his face in place while I kick this bitch’s teeth in. I want him to watch.” You said to Tetsu, walking towards her, she seemed to be trying to scramble away with you with each of your forward steps. Tetsu did just that, moving to hold Touka by the hair on the top of his head, gripping it with enough force to pull out a few strands. “Don’t even think about closing your eyes. You’ve gotta keep your eyes open for the show.”

At that moment, it seemed that the initial shock had seemed to wear off. “What the hell do you want?! Money?! I’ll give you all the money you want! Just please leave us-“ “We don’t need your money. We need justice. Bakugou needs justice.” Tetsu growled, pulling at Touka’s hair which earned a whimper from the man who was currently on the ground, trying to claw at the steel hand that was in his hair. “What are you talking about?! He already ran away! What more do you want?!”

While Touka seemed to be doing all the talking, it seemed that the woman knew exactly what the two of you had been referring to, and you didn’t miss the way she seemed to tense up. Your grin seemed to grow and you stopped in your tracks, nodding your head in Touka’s direction while staring her down.

“Tell him. Or else—“ You pulled out your lighter and gave it a couple of flicks, a small flame appearing before you activated your quirk, causing the flame to grow four times in size, forming into the shape of what appeared to be an axe.

Even in the face of your threat, the woman decided that she wasn’t going to let some stranger further humiliate her, trying to hold onto whatever strings she had left of her dignity. “What? What the fuck are you talking about you crazy bitch! You’ve got the wrong person!! I don’t know what the hell you want but I’m not-“ Before she could continue her sentence, you had socked her right in the nose, a river of blood flowing from both of her nostrils. It seemed that she wasn’t going to admit to her crimes, so you figured you could skip right down to the ass-beating portion of what your plan was. The sudden strike had caused her to scream out in shock and pain, immediately shielding her face from further harm as she held onto her broken nose.

With a deep inhale, you stood back, looking down at her with a menacing gaze, your grin nowhere in sight.

“Stand up and fight me. Drugs should be outta your system by now.” You say, urging her to stand her ground against you while extinguishing the flame and putting your lighter away. Then you looked directly at Touka who flinched when your eyes met, attempting to shy away but it was impossible to do so with the grip that hadn’t moved an inch from his hair. “You sit there and wait for your turn, I’ll get to you soon enough.”

You cracked your knuckles afterward, watching as she stood up like a wounded animal, slowly raising her hands up and balling them into fists. Having done quite the number on her face, from the slap to the punch, you internally grimaced at the smeared blood that was painted across her face. You stared at her unamused and waited for her to strike first, getting into your own fighting stance as you gave her a chance to defend herself before the reckoning would begin.

And so, she charged towards you, throwing a punch in an attempt to strike you back in the face where you had struck her. Unsurprisingly, you dodged her with ease.

(cue Yung Bratz by XXTENTACION)

That was her only chance to hit you because, after that, crimson blinded your vision as you began to unleash a devilish power onto her, throwing punches and jabs left and right, fists connecting with bone and flesh with sickening noises that would have put Mike Tyson to shame. You held back none of your punches when striking her, staring blankly as you beat her into the ground until her face was almost completely swollen, she was almost unrecognizable once you were done with her. You beat her to the point of being nearly unconscious and then stood over her body, your feet positioned on either side of her thighs, staring down at her nearly swollen-shut eyes.

“I want you to remember this for the rest of your life. The next time you even think about touching anyone, hybrid or not without their permission, remember this night. Remember how I beat you ‘til you turned black and blue. Remember how scared you are at this moment. Remember that I could have killed you if I wanted to.” And to end your little speech with a bang, you spit on her face, causing her to flinch and whimper, curling into a fetal position when you step away from her. But nope, she wasn’t going to get away that easily just yet. You stepped towards her head and then lifted your foot up, bringing your boot down with enough force to knock her clean out, watching as her limbs fell limp onto the ground. You then turned, starting to head towards Touka, your heaving form edging closer towards him along with your menacing gaze that was less intense thanks to the ski mask you wore but still just as terrifying.

Touka had watched you beat his girlfriend, the sound of your heavy breathing and speech causing him to cower in fear as you approached him, knowing he was next. As soon as you stepped in front of him, he pissed himself, moistened the ground, and his pajama pants. You would have laughed if you weren’t feeling so aggravated.

…

Back at your shared home, Eijirou had been waiting worriedly for your return on the living room couch, fiddling with his hands in hopes that you weren’t going to be arrested and taken away from him. Maybe he should have gone with you… No. He would have done much worse than what you were probably doing. This was the better choice, plus, he was the one closest to Katsuki so it only made sense for him to stay and watch over him for the time being in case he came looking for comfort.

He’d been so caught up in his thoughts that he’d failed to notice a certain someone slowly coming into the living room and sniffling around, trying to pinpoint where you and the unfamiliar dog hybrid had gone. He noticed Eijirou on the couch and slowly approached him, debating on what he wanted to say to him in order to get his attention.

“Where’s your hotheaded girlfriend?” He asked, making his way towards the couch to sit down on the cushion beside his best friend, putting a little space between them for obvious reasons. Eijirou blinked out of his thoughts and then glanced at the blond, feeling a wave of relief as he looked down at him, worry and sympathy clear across his face as he debated on whether or not to say what you were doing right now. There was no point in hiding it anyways. He’d opened his mouth to say something but Katsuki beat him to it, looking away from the redhead as he balled up his fists on his lap. “Don’t look at me like I’m some sympathy case. I hate being pitied. I’m not weak.” He quietly said, which was a little uncharacteristic of him, even after being out of High School for so long. Immediately, Eijirou frowned, realizing that he must have been looking at the other like he was a kicked puppy.

The shark hybrid sighed, running a hand through his hair before scratching at his scalp a little. “I’m sorry. I didn’t mean to look at you that way. I know you’re not weak. You’re the strongest guy I know, Kat, and that’ll never change. But even the strong should be able to be vulnerable sometimes, you’ve been through a lot, you know. I’m here for you… always.” He said, looking at his friend with a fond gaze, fighting the urge to engulf the slightly smaller male into a tight hug. Katsuki was silent, only the sound of them both breathing could be heard. But then, he finally spoke after a couple of minutes of comfortable silence. “Thanks, Ei.” He finally managed to say, followed by a sigh of what sounded like relief. Eijiro couldn’t help but smile at the nickname, being referred to that way by Katsuki was a variety within itself but when he did say it, it always felt like he was receiving the highest honor. “Can I hug you…?” Eijiro asked, observing Katsuki from where he sat, going back to fiddle with his fingers in his lap. In response, it seemed that the fox hybrid was considering his options but ultimately ended up grunting in acceptance of the other’s inquiries. Eijiro happily obliged and moved to tackle his best friend in a warm embrace, knocking both of them off of the couch and onto the floor. Katsuki felt the wind get knocked right out of his chest and hissed when he ended up on the floor but he didn’t pull away from the giant redheaded shark who held onto him tightly, pretty much squeezing the life out of him, hugging him rather reluctantly at first. This lasted a few seconds before he spoke up.

“Now, get offa me. You smell like fish.”

“…. Bakubro, I am a fish.”

“Exactly.”

crickets

“Why I outta…” Eijiro began, squinting at Katsuki like he was offended, he kind of was but he was also glad to see the shit-eating grin that was currently adorning the blond’s face. Commence the wrestling match between the two hybrids, rolling around on the floor like a looney tune fight, playfully attempting to bite each other while spewing out insults.

(author: seems a lil’ gay but you ain’t hear that from me.)

The wrestling continued for a few minutes before (somehow) Katsuki ended up being the winner, putting Eijiro into a sankaku-jime, locking his thick thighs around Eijiro’s neck to immobilize him until he tapped out, which he did. “Alright alright, I surrender!” The shark yelped, slapping the carpeted floor a few times, making Katsuki grin, even more, holding their position for a few more seconds until finally releasing the wheezing shark who rolled onto his back to catch his breath. “Gosh. I swear… one o’ these days you’re gonna kill me, Bakubro.” He complained, to which Katsuki responded with a chuckle, sitting up so he could sit down on the couch, laying across it, and getting comfortable. The two men were quiet yet again, but as you’d expect, it was interrupted once more, this time around it was by Eijiro’s growling stomach. Katsuki flickered his gaze down to the man on the floor who seemed to be blushing thanks to his hunger interrupting their quiet time. Expecting some kind of degrading joke from the other, Eijiro was pleasantly surprised to see the blond getting up to go into the kitchen, starting to look around in the fridge and cupboards for something to make to appease the great white shark’s hunger.

About ten minutes after Katsuki had started cooking something that was no doubt going to have a little spice and deliciousness, both hybrids immediately perked up when they heard the sound of the front door being unlocked and opened. You would have thought that Eijiro was a puppy with how fast he jumped up from the living room floor and rushed towards the door, his gaze soon falling on you and Tetsu as soon as you came through the door. Upon spotting him, you smiled at him and greeted him like usual. “Hey babe, you alright? Is Katsuki out of his shower yet?”

“Glad to see you dispshits didn’t get arrested!” Katsuki shouted from where he was inside the apartment, causing you to smile upon hearing that he seemed to have relaxed a little while you and Tetsu were gone. “I’m alright. How did it go— wait, are you bleeding?!? Lemme see!” Your boyfriend said, quickly stepping towards you after you were fully inside, shutting the door after Tetsu had come in as well, carrying both the duffel bags. “Remind me never to get on your bad side. I’ve fought plenty of people in the UGR (underground ring) but they don’t hold a candle to that ass-whoopin’ Y/N dished out.” Tetsu mumbled, walking away from the two of you and going to drop the bags near the couch, going to speak to his newest roommate.

You and Eijiro on the other hand were still nearby the front door, Eijiro smelling around you until he found the source of the coppery smell— your fists. The hybrid gasped in surprise, a frown soon appearing on his handsome face after he had carefully removed the gloves from your hands to reveal the almost sickening sight of your bloodied knuckles. “Why didn’t you wrap them before going out?! This looks horrible!” He exclaimed, shouting a little louder than he had anticipated before he grabbed onto your wrist and dragged you to the couch, forcing you to sit down on it before he disappeared further into the apartment. You groaned in relief, letting your weight sink into the couch while leaning your head against the back of it, shutting your eyes as you got completely comfortable.

Tetsu had moved to plop down onto one of the bean bags nearby, sprawled across it with his eyes closed as well. Man, being criminals was really tiring.

“Hey…” A shy voice from nearby began, who you distinguished as Katsuki. Your eyes slowly opened, seeing that he was standing behind the couch where you were seated, looking down at your face, currently wearing a hedgehog-themed apron. Cute. He was over at your place more times than you could count, this was basically a second home for you so you had gotten the apron for him as a gift considering he often cooked here too.

“You didn’t have to do that. I… appreciate it though.” He said, looking at you, and then Tetsu who seemed to have perked up when Katsuki approached. You lazily grinned at him. “No need. I would do it again, no doubt.” Tetsu nodded in agreement, crossing his arms over his chest before he yawned. “‘m goin’ to bed. Night kids.” He said, standing up and yawning, shuffling towards the oddly placed door in the living room that connected your apartment to his. When Tetsu was gone, Eijiro soon came back into the room and frowned when he noticed that Tetsu had disappeared, but figured that it was pretty late, so he headed towards where you were sitting, squatting down in front of you so he could start attending to your hands, setting the first aid down so he could access it easily.

“So… how did it go?” Eijiro asked as he began to clean your hands of dried blood, apologizing when you flinched at the faint sting of the opened wounds coming in contact with the disinfectant. Katsuki had gone back into the kitchen to continue doing what he’d been doing, but you didn’t doubt that he’d be able to hear you as you answered Eijiro’s question.

“Pretty okay. Thankfully, Tetsu was here, who knew he secretly had the mind of a criminal…” You lean in to whisper, knowing how strong the silver-haired man’s hearing was, you were half-expecting him to burst through the door right then and there and say something but you were glad he didn’t, he must have been pretty sleepy. Eijiro chuckled at your comment and waited for you to continue, which you did, deciding to leave out the gritty details of everything, instead opting for telling the basics.

“I beat that bitch’s ass in front of Touka, then, I told Touka that I was gonna send him some forms tomorrow to get Kat liberated from him, but….” You slowly turn to look at Katsuki who’d been staring at you from far away and seemed to have been listening to what you were saying, which you expected. “It’s up to you on where you wanna go, Katsuki, I’m not gonna force you to be aodpted by me or anything. I know that would probably be weird for-“ “Whatever. Let’s just do it.” He answered, not even needing much time to think about what would come next. He trusted Eijiro and he trusted you, he didn’t know Tetsutetsu but he had a feeling that they would get along, especially after what he’d done for him despite them being strangers just merely hours before.

You were pretty stunned by how quickly he’d accepted your offer, Eijiro wasn’t. After he bandaged up your hands, making sure to be extra gentle with you, he stood up and kissed your forehead, going to put the first aid kit back where he’d found it. You stood up afterward and went into the kitchen where Katsuki was. “Are you sure you don’t want to look for someone else to adopt you, Kat? I don’t want you to feel like you have no other choice besides me-“ “You sayin’ you don’t want me or somethin’?” He asked, his tone attempting to hide the slight hint of hurt that was mingled in with his usual gruffness. Immediately, you shook your head around so hard that Katsuki was surprised it hadn’t flown right off. “Hell NO! Of course I want to adopt you, Katsuki! You offend me. I just want you to have options. It’s bad enough that the society and the government don’t recognize hybrids as independent, I just wanna make sure you’re comfortable and safe.” He stopped stirring the curry he was making, setting the wooden spoon down so he could completely turn to look at you. “I know what I want, and I trust you and shitty hair so I don’t have’ta think too hard about the next step. I just can’t go back there. I don’t ever wanna see him or her again, and I damn sure don’t wanna end up in some shelter or in the hands of a stranger. But I don’t wanna be a burden on you so I’m gettin’ a job as soon as the papers are officiated.” He states, placing his hands flat down on the counter to lean against it, resting his weight there, a look of determination in his eyes that slowly brought a smile to your face.

“Alright, Kat. I’ll support you no matter what, y’know that right?” He mumbled in response, nodding his head as he picked the spoon up again to go back to stirring.

“Sounds like everything’s been sorted out,” Eijiro said as he entered the kitchen, moving to throw an arm around your shoulders as you stood by the doorway. You promptly nodded, leaning your head against his side, and then a few questions came to mind as you turned to look at the time on the stove, your confusion only growing stronger.

“Wait… why the fuck are you cooking curry at two in the morning???”

“Why else? Shitty hair’s hungry. I am too.”

“… can I have some too?”

“No.”

You visibly deflated at Katsuki’s words and then he snorted, rolling his eyes at your childish pout. “Of course, you can have some, idiot. ‘s not like I paid for any of these ingredients anyways. ‘least I can do after you’ve done all of that shit for me.”

You immediately perked up and wandered over to him with your arms open, pausing for a moment when you realized that you were about to invade his boundaries.

Katsuki, on the other hand, was expecting (maybe even looking forward to) you to come and hug him like you often did when he did something nice for you, but the hug didn’t come and he looked at you, noticing you had moved towards him but you had started awkwardly rubbing your arms while looking down. He stared at you and then at the big redhead, furrowing his brows at the taller man. Eijiro grinned, wiggling his eyebrows at his friend to silently egg him on.

With a groan and a slam of the spoon he’d been holding (for the second time), he moved towards you and opened his arms, looking away from you. Immediately, you looked up and observed the state he was in and a smile broke across your face from ear to ear as you surged forward, wrapping your arms around his (ridiculously slim) waist, burying your face into his pecs. He grumbled something but held onto you just as tightly as you held onto him.

Eijiro watched from the side, a satisfied smile present on his face as he watched the two of you hug, noticing the slight pink that appeared on the tips of Katsuki’s ears. Cute.

And of course, he couldn’t resist, making his way towards the two of you with that giant pointy smile of his. As soon as Katsuki had sensed that Eijiro was coming toward you, he almost immediately seized up, dropping his arms to start pulling away from you, his fluffy ears pinning to the back of his head. But oh no, you weren’t letting go of him anytime soon, you already knew where this was going.

“You better fucking not. I will blow this entire kitchen up, I swear to fucking Santa— AH! SHITTY HAIR PUT ME THE FUCK DOWN!”

With you clinging on for dear life to the blond, forcing him to stay in one place, you weren’t surprised when another set of arms had wrapped around the both of you and lifted you from the kitchen floor with ease. Eijiro had joined the hug to squeeze the two of you in a tight hug, looking as happy as a clam, even with the arctic fox growling, squirming, and spewing out profanities while trying to break free.

What a sight.

author’s note: oh dear, my bad, it’s been a very long since i’ve updated this story, blame it on the writer’s block 😔 i love this story but writing can be such a TASK, that’s my bAd. anyways, hopefully i will update this again before the year ends (no promises) hope you enjoyed this chapter! the ass beating was well-deserved

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paisholotus · 11 months

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𝕮𝖍𝖆𝖕𝖙𝖊𝖗. 2

Play: Clap For Him~ Foushee

Nadia's Pov

We got out of the car, and the boys got out confused. "Didn't you say we'd go skating? This is the side of the highway." Denki shook his head nervously. I chuckled and said, "Yes, this is the spot. Are you afraid, sir?" I asked. "I ain't scared of nothing." He scoffed, puffing his chest out.

"Just like you weren't scared over that fence you tripped over last week." Sero said, cackling. which caused Denki to buck at him. "Shut up; that was a tall ass fence." Denki said, grabbing his board from the back seat and walking to the front of the car.

Reya rolled her eyes. "Enough with the chit-chat. Let's get started, Jay. Get the camera ready. And this time, Deja, you're skating! So get the hell out of the car." Deja groaned, stepping out of the car and grabbing her board.

I sensed a presence near me and turned around to see Izuku. He removed his hoodie to display his tatted arms covered in scars. He looked so good. He was really built; he lifted his shirt a little, and I saw a glimpse of his rock abs. Heat rose to my cheeks; I would give anything and run my fingers down his chest. His hair was the same curly afro, but he had a beanie on with it hovering over his eyes a little. He must have felt me staring if he looked my way, and I quickly looked the other way, but I know he saw me.

I heard him chuckle. And out of the corner of my eye, I saw him checking me out, which caused me to fidget in my spot. I just know he's had plenty of females feel like this. And for some reason, that upset me. My childhood crush on him was coming back, and it honestly made me sad because the thought of him fucking other girls makes me mad because we were each other's first love.

Not that I expected him to wait to see me again; apart from that, I just wished I was his first everything. And I think back to the scars on his arms—how did he get those? He has tattoos and piercings; he looks like a fuckboy, not gonna lie. What happened to my bubba?

"Wait, who is going to drive the car?" I said. "Nisha is going to do that." Said Reya. "Why can't I do that and Nisha skate?" Deja grumbled. Reya gave her an irritated glare and said, "You haven't skated yet; Nisha has. Stop the whining and come on." Picking up her board, Deja said a stream of curse words.

"Get the camera, Jay." I said, and I looked around at everyone else who appeared to be ready, as well as Denki, who looked to be scared. "What if we get arrested, dude?" He said, all jittery.

"Hey! Shut the fuck up. Don't worry about that." Reya yelled at him. "Jesus, you're worse than Kacchan." Denki said, making a stank face. "Shut the hell up, Sparky." Said Bakugo. "Don't tell me to shut up; I'm sorry that I'm afraid of getting arrested." Denki said, with a twisted face. I was honestly getting irritated by the back and forth.

"Can all y'all shut the fuck up? We wasting gas sitting here." Nisha yelled, from outside the car. I chuckled, her yelling caused Bakugo to growl because Nisha told him to shut up. "Like you, ok, Pitbull? Damn."

Reya was the first to go, then it was me and everyone else. Jay rolled on the other side of me and started recording. This is what I loved about skating—is it reckless? Yes, and that's what makes it so freeing. I leaned my body to the side. I went along the curve of the road, sticking out my arms with the biggest smile on my face.

Watching the sunset was so beautiful; these are the moments I enjoyed the most. I looked to the side and looked at Izuku. He took off his beanie, and the wind blew through his curls. He turned and looked at me, but had a stotic expression on his face and was quickly looking away with his cheeks red. Did I make him blush?

I smiled a little and looked behind me to look at Deja and Shoto close beside each other; she was actually doing really well. Shoto stuck his hand out and grazed it against Deja's leg, causing her to smile softly.

I turned back to the front to see Denki, Sero, and Kirishima in front. And for someone who was so scared, Denki is actually an amazing skater. I looked back at the side of me to see Jay still recording all of us. The highway was coming to an exit, and we were going to be back on the street soon.

We rolled back onto the street, passing all the stores and people. Hearing sirens, we looked behind us and saw cops. Denki and Sero were freaking out as I cursed beneath my breath. "Relax! And just move to the side." We all shifted to the side to watch if the officers would pass us or not.

And, thankfully, they passed us by, and I rolled my eyes at how upset they were about nothing. It was growing dark, and I was starving, so I stood up to call Reya. "Hey! Let's call it a night." She nodded and signaled for Nisha to pull over.

We all got off the boards and walked up to the side of the car. "Bro, that was sick. But I'm hungry as hell. I'm ready to go back to the hotel." I said. They nodded, agreeing, "Y'all can come back with us. Because I know y'all are hungry too." I said.

Denki and Sero smiled, liking that idea, but Shoto and Kirishima frowned. "We wouldn't want to intrude." Said Kirishima, and I shook my head. "Oh, nah, y'all good. We invited y'all, so we'll feed you guys too. Plus, we can still hang. Y'all smoke?" They nodded, and we motioned for them to get in the car. "Come on then, we're going to smoke, eat, and chill." I said. We all got back into the car and headed back to our hotel.

I felt a hand on my thigh, squeezing it. I looked down to see a scarred hand and then out the window to see Izuku smirking as if he had no idea what he was doing.

I brushed his hand off casually, and a slight grin went on my face. Just because I haven't seen you since we were kids and you see me now, sir, doesn't mean you'll get pussycat. You're going to have to work for me, especially since I know he's got hoes. And I'm not going to be one of them.

Turning to look into his eyes and smiling, I grabbed his chin and leaned in close. "You gotta work for this, bubba." I let go of his chin and glanced back ahead, smiling to myself, causing his cheeks to flush.

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melancholymetropolis · 2 years

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"Oooh, shit!" Kirishima hissed. "Slow down, baby."

Ignoring his statement, I continued to ease the large member into my mouth. I flattened my tongue within the wet, hot space-- which helped it slide down my throat a little easier. The plush head gently knocked against my uvula and into the dark abyss. I relaxed my neck and throat, whilst breathing through my nose. I took a firm hold of both Kiri's thighs before moving my head along the cock. Up and down my lips moved. Drool coating the smooth skin the longer I went.

"Fuck, when did you get so good at this?" The pro-hero asked, placing a hand on the top of my head.

I moaned against the cock and allowed my eyes to flutter close. With a firm hand at the base of the shaft. I moved my mouth faster against the member. I continued to make pleasurable noises while completing the action. Kirishima sucked in a breath before taking hold of the edge of his chair. He tossed his head back and released throaty moans, while he stared at the ceiling.

"You are gonna be the death of me."

Kirishima was a lot of things, but subtle was not one of them. We had been business partners for several years now and he thought of every single excuse to gain to talk to me outside of work. He'd rush to my office, instead of the hospital, and ask me to clean his wounds. He'd call me in the middle of the night and ask me what laundry detergent I used since I always smelled so good. He, even, asked to borrow one of my cars, despite him having several. Apparently, my Bronco was better suited for his off-the-road mission or whatever.

I told Kirishima that if he kept begging for my attention that I would have him begging for something else.

And that was how he found himself seated on my couch with my mouth around his massive member.

Drool dripped down the shaft and made its way to his heavy, balls. I used my other hand to massage them gently, while I kept constant suction around the member. His thighs twitched and his breath hitched in response. The pro-hero gripped the pillow cushion beneath his body and attempted to settle his shaking lower half.

"Please. . ." He begged, squeezing his eyes shut. "Please, baby. I'm so close."

I removed the shaft my lips and used both hands along the shaft. I started to pump his shaft vigorously while looking up at him.

"Watch me," I said, staring at his reddened face. "Watch me as stroke your cock and drain you dry."

Kirishima lifted his head and opened his eyes to stare at me. "Yes, mistress," he whimpered.

"Such a good boy," I purred, a smile on my lips.

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po1sonn · 22 days

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So I wanna do something I’ve never done before, I wanna write a continuous story about ofc Y/n (idk if I’ll give her a name or not) being a druggy🫠 idk how I’ll do BUT I’m not so sure which character I’ll use I have some in mind but if anyone can comment and give ideas I’d greatly appreciate it🫶🏽. I don’t necessarily care the character either

#mha fanfiction #eijirou kirishima imagine #katsuki bakugo x reader #mha x y/n #boku no academia #kirishima eijiro x reader #bnha eijiro kirishima #bakugou katsuki #bnha bakugo katsuki #one punch man #one piece x poc!reader #fanfic

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shuckinbeanz · 2 years

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✨S!NFULLY P!NNED✨

THIS BE ME MAKING CAVE P!NK ACCESSABLE FOR MOBILE FANS, MOSTLY COPY + PASTEY CUZ I B LAZY 💅

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denkisdurag · 4 years

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bakugo, midoriya, todoroki, kirishima, kaminari x black!reader

summary : they see you with braids for the first time

a/n: oh ? what's this ??

dashi actually posting what people follow them for ? wow i know

i haven't posted SHIT in forever i'm so sorry. i'm in class and im takin this test rn and i am extremely physically and emotionally and mentally ✨ drained ✨ and i'm about to pull a midari 😻 but i'm still gonna finish this because i feel bad ahaha laugh out loud

and those who have requested, i'm sorry they're taking so long !! they're in my drafts i swear i've just been kinda out of it

so take this long ass writing as my apology thank u ily

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katsuki bakugo !

when you walk into that classroom,,

whew chile

whiplash

probably gonna say some shit like

"what's with the worms coming outta yo head"

which is actually something i've been told but anyways

best believe you gonna whip your head around and wack him with them

and if they're pulled up into a ponytail then even better

he claims that he doesn't like them

but he can't take his eyes off you in that classroom

if someone calls him out then he'll furiously deny it

"why are you staring at [name]"

"NO IM NOT"

"yes you are"

"SHUT UP"

cut the cap bakugo

you know you admiring them 😌

he refuses to be honest with himself

but let you look up at the board and your braids frame your face as the sun hits you just right

no one:

bakugo's guard: 🏃🏾‍♀️🏃🏾‍♀️

izuku midoriya !

he happened to turn his head as you were walking in

his head had sIRENS going off

"p pr e t t y yy"

he has s o m a n y q u e s t i o n s it's not even funny

how long did it take? does it hurt? did you do them yourself?

and by the way if you can do box braids on your own head, i have so much respect for you but anyways

he's just staring at you as you're taking your notes

thinking of how etheral you look right then

and he's taking his own notes

not for class but of you

he made a lil sketch on one of the pages in his notebook

and when class is over

he comes up to you

maybe in the cafeteria

and he starts asking all the questions that he wanted to

ofc you're happy to answer

he's writing everything down with a soft yet determined smile on his face

and you keep talking as he nods, noting all info you're providing

but then he hears something being hit over and over again

and he looks up

and you're just ,,,

smackin the shit outta yo head ??

miss gurl is you okay ???

but you noticed the bewildered look on his face

and explained how you can't directly itch your head because it would frizz up the braids

long story short, he's very interested in your hair and its background

shoto todoroki !

he was sO confused lmao

he was like

"how does black hair work ??????"

because you could be natural one day

and then have bantu knots the next

and don't even get me sTARTED on wigs

"is it a part of their quirk?"

he's an extremely blunt person

so he just kinda walks up to you like

"how does ur hair work"

and you're glad to tell him of course

but bro pls slow down

this is a lot to take in at once

of course he's interested and wants to learn

but his brain is only so big 😔 have mercy bro my man is not megamind

eventually he starts to grasp the idea

and he'd love you to educate him on your next hairstyle :)

eijiro kirishima !

kiri would immediately hide all straighteners from you if you were insecure or doubting your appearance but that's for another time bc we talkin about box braids rn

y'all know how i religiously believe this man is a simp

so the rESPECT HE HAS FOR YOU WHEN YOU COME THROUGH WITH THOSE BRAIDS-

WHEW CHILE

HE MIGHT BE MORE CURIOUS THAN DEKU

he wants to t o u c h

but he knows it's rude and won't do so without asking and getting your permission first

but once he gets the "ok"

hands all up in your shit

he might lightly pull on one ngl

but he'll immediately let go if you tell him to

even though that grip game strong 😤

he probably compliments you the most

so yeah

Respect ™‬

denki kaminari !

practically short circuited

like "oh"

"well this is new ,,,,,,,"

you know how he's always holding ojiro's tail

yeah so just expect him to take one of your braids and mindlessly twirl it around one of his fingers in class

he won't even realize he's doing it

you're just sitting in your seat and you'll feel your hair being played with and you turn around

and its just denki twirling it subconsciously as he talks to his friends

"bro"

he looks at you

and then you glance at the hair between his index and middle finger

and he follows your gaze

cue him dropping it and letting it fall onto your back again

"oh sorry!"

"its okay," you smile softly at him

he wants to kith u

and i don't know about u

but i would take that kith

———

i got lazy this wasn't even good smh

anyways i'll see y'all in another two months 😹😹

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pervysenpaix · 3 years

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Bestfriends| MHA X BlackFemReader

Hi Besties ! I was in a writing mood but, I didn't feel like messing with my current WIP because ✨procrastination✨, so here are some cute, maybe NSFW headcannons/scenarios about the boys reacting to their bestfriend(who they have a crush on) being at their place when they get home from a stressful day! This is literally my fingers moving faster than my brain, so bare with me if it's awful lol.

Warning NSFW (18+) Content| Viewer Discretion Advised

oral sex

fingering

foul language

mentions of blood

penetration (?) - idk, haven't written it yet.

Aged up/ ProHero characters

ProHero! Deku

You met when you transferred into the support course during your second year, he was always coming in to discuss changes in his costume design and the two of you just clicked. It went from casual greetings in the hallways to movie marathons on the weekends.

Whenever he'd go on school missions you'd hug him so tight, lecturing him to be careful. "I'll be fine, (n/n)" he'd blush, but he'd nuzzle against your neck before saying his final goodbyes.

Your protectiveness continued well into adulthood, when he was a full fledged Pro Hero. Always hovering and fussing over him, threatening to jump in if he was ever in trouble. He never complained about you babying him, though. He loved that you cared.

People found your dynamic hilarious, this big ole' man being lead around by little old you. Hanging on to your every word like a puppy. He was enamored with you, but for the sake of your friendship he never mentioned it.

Izuku was dead tired, the day had been brutal. He'd fought several villains, ended up in a hostage situation and fell off a roof. Blood and grit clung to his skin and hero costume. He was desperate to get to his hot shower and warm bed.

Walking through the door, he heard a random R&B song playing over the stereo and smelled fresh baked cookies. That could only mean one thing. She's home, he thought, smiling to himself as he made his way into the living room. Izuku had given you a spare key for emergency's but you honestly you used it whenever you were feeling bored. He didn't mind, he loved seeing you when he made it home.

"(Y/N). I'm home." he called out, kicking his shoes of near the couch. He started to worry when you didn't respond immediately but relaxed when he heard running water. Izuku trudged down the hallway, rolling his neck and stretching his sore muscles along the way. "Puppy. It's me." he knocked twice and cracked the door open, smiling when your bonnet covered head peaked through the frosted glass door.

"Oh my god, Izu! What the hell happened?" He chuckled to himself, not even five minutes into the house and he found himself on the receiving end of one of your lectures. "I had a rough day. Fucking tired." he groaned and you flinched at his words. Izuku rarely cursed, so he must be feeling pretty bad. "You almost done? I'm gross." he peeled off his hero costume, too exhausted to feel bashful. It's not like you've never seen him in his underwear before, you're his bestfriend.

"Friend" he mumbled, rolling his eyes. On days like this it was hard for him to hide his true feelings. All he wanted was to pull you into his arms and kiss the stress away. "I just got in but, I'll get out- "No, no. I'm gonna get in with you."

Before you could protest his was sliding the door open and pushing himself inside 🌚. "Izu!" you screeched, covering your breasts with your hands. It was counterproductive because it pushed them up nicely and gave him a nice view of your puffy cunt. Was she touching her self? he quirked a brow, but shook the thought off "I'm tired. I didn't want to wait anymore". That statement was pretty loaded considering the current situation and his feelings about your relationship. "Just this once, please" he pouted, handing you his sponge and body wash.

With a sigh, you took the items and began pampering your friend, being sure to nag him simultaneously. He couldn't care less, too caught up in the way your fingernails felt scratching his scalp or your soapy hands running across his skin. He didn't even realize you were crying until your voice broke.

"I know you can take care of yourself but, I still worry." you paused, resting your forehead between his shoulder blades and wrapping your arms around his torso. He hummed, rolling his head back and covering your hands with his own, it felt good being with you like this. Nothing could ruin this moment. "I don't know what I'd do without you, Izu. You're my bestfriend."

That did it.

In a flash he had you pinned against the shower wall with your legs wrapped around his waist and his face buried in your neck. "Look at us right now, (Y/N). Is this what bestfriends feel like ?" You felt his tip slide through your folds, picking up the slick that had been accumulating since he'd first gotten in the shower. "i-Izu ?" you stammer, and he pulls back to watch your face as he teases your entrance. "I don't want to be friends anymore, puppy." Your mouth falls open when he starts to push in, splitting you open on his enormous ✨cock✨ and he takes this opportunity to pull you into a bruising kiss.

"We should be lovers instead."

ProHero! Red Riot

The two of you met in the drugstore one day when he was looking for hairdye. The store was out of his usual brand and he didn't know which one would be closest to Radiant Ruby. So he was staring at the boxes having an internal meltdown. Dark roots are not manly.

"Try Very Vermillion, the undertone is different but its the same shade. If you just touch up the roots you can barely tell the difference." Your soft voice caught his attention, and then your bright smile and similarly dyed hair. It was a deeper red than his and it went well with your (l/d) brown skin. "Thanks, cutie. I really appreciate it." he pulled down his shades and winked, enough to make most ladies swoon but you just smirked back. "No problem, Mr. Riot."

"How'd ya know it was me?" he asked, following you down the aisle. He was shocked, it seemed like a pretty good disguise when he left in the morning. "Kinda had to mistake a killer smile like that" you winked, and the blush that grew on his cheeks was enough to put Radiant Ruby out of business for good. "Can I get your name?" he asked, red eyes never leaving your figure as you checked out. He thought he was being stealthy but you noticed. "(Y/N). How about you get me lunch too?"

Henceforth, you were inseparable.

"Yo, Ei. Where's your twin?" Katsuki teased, referencing your similar hair color and the fact that you were always wearing his merch. He called you his "mini me", which is true since he's a freaking giant. "I'm on my way to her place now!" he beamed, "she promised to make me some American food!" He loved when you cooked for him. One of his favorite pass times was watching you move around the kitchen, whipping up different dishes for him to try. "Tch, you two idiots should just make it official already." Katsuki huffed, nudging his friend who was smiling at his phone. Probably because you'd sent him an "adorable" photo wearing some new merch you picked up. "Nah, she's way too good for me." he'd smile sadly, stuffing his phone, and his feelings, in his back pocket.

You were putting the brownies in the oven when you heard the front door open. "I'm in the kitchen, Red !" you called, eager to see his expression when he saw the spread that you'd prepared for him.

Pro Hero! Red Riot had won a major victory today after an intense battle with some huge villain downtown. It was all over the news. He smiled and waved at the cameras, because it was the manly thing to do, but you could see that he was wore out. You wanted to do something special, so you prepared all his favorite foods. Fried chicken, Cajun steak alfredo, meat buns, and brownies for dessert. The man could eat.

"Hey pebble. What are you- wow ! What's all this ?" he smiled brightly as he entered the kitchen, tossing his mask on the counter and reaching for a piece of chicken. "Aht Aht!" you smacked his hand with a wooden spoon, "wash your hands first. You're filthy". He pouted but complied.

"What's the special occasion?" he asked, watching you fix him a heaping plate of food.

"I saw your fight on the news. You did so good, big guy!" You pinched his flushed cheeks and gave a knowing smirk. Eijiro may seem overly confident but he's actually pretty insecure sometimes; you're constantly reassuring him, being sure to remind him how great he is and how lucky you are to have him. It was fun for you because you liked how giddy he'd get after a few compliments. His praise kink goes crazy.

"(Y/N)- , stopp" he whined, but made no real effort to escape your grasp. "Why would I? You're the best, Riot. So big, and strong and manly." His cheeks were super red now and chewing on his lip.

Loose strands of hair fell into his eyes and you brushed them behind his ear . "(Y/N)" he whispered, you were so close and your words had his heart racing. "So brave. So kind." The game you were playing faded away as you gazed up at him. "So pretty." Your fingers traced the lines of his face, his cheeks, his nose, his lips. "You're so pretty, Red."

His resolve snapped. Trapping you between his arms, he bent down and pressed your lips together. An explorative action, kind of testing the waters. He pulled back and rubbed his nose against yours.

"I think you're pretty too."

One thing led to another and now you're sprawled out on the kitchen counter while his thick tongue swirls around your swollen clit with two fingers in your cunt and his thumb in your asshole. When your pussy contracts around your digits and you cum screaming his name, he licks the slick off his fingers and goes back down for seconds.

The man loves to eat.

ProHero! Mindbreak

The two of you met when he came into your new coffee shop in downtown Tokyo.

"Just a large black coffee, extra sweet, with a squirt of chocolate" he sighed, placing his card on the counter and rubbing his eyes. He looked miserable so you decided to cheer him up, or at least try to. "Wow, are you ordering a drink or me?" you giggled, a sickeningly sweet bubbly sound. It made him want to puke. "I don't think I could stomach both." he deadpanned. Ouch.

Too stunned to speak, you walked off and busied yourself with his order. "Nice going, Hitoshi. You hurt the airhead's feelings." he mumbled to himself, watching you pout and chew at your lip. He thought you were kind of cute. At least if you were into chunky little bimbos, which he definitely was.

"Sorry about that" he said as you handed him the cup, "hero stuff". "S'Okay!" You giggled again and leaned forward against the counter, flashing him a nice view of your tits. What a little ditz he thought, eyeing you as he took a sip. "Oh wow" he blinked, "this is the best coffee I've ever had". The smile that you gave him was so bright, he almost regretting telling you. It was way too early for this. "Great!" you chirp. sliding his card back to him. "It's on the house. A small thank you keeping the city safe, Mr. Hero."

Now he was too stunned to speak. He wasn't used to people being so nice to him; most folks were intimated by his quirk or his resting bitch face. It didn't bother you though. He mumbled a "thanks" and headed towards the door. "Come back and see us now." Hitoshi raised his cup and nodded, he'd definitely be returning.

He came in the same time everyday, ready to be met with the aroma of coffee and your smiling face. It got to the point that you had it waiting for him before he even made it to the counter. If it wasn't busy, you'd sit at a small table chat; well you'd do most of the talking. Hitoshi would just sip his drink quietly and listen to you ramble on about whatever ditzy thoughts were swirling in your cute little head.

"I don't that's what it means, sweetheart." He'd smirk whenever you misunderstood something. He loved the little face you'd make when you were confused. Your nose would scrunch up and the dimples in your chubby cheeks would pop out. "But 'Toshi, he specifically said 'those buns look delicious' don't you think they look good?" you pouted, pointing towards the freshly baked pastries. The perv was clearly talking about the way your round ass jiggled in that cute little mini skirt when you reached for something high on the shelf, but you didn't need to know that. "They look amazing, sweetheart. I'll take two."

Nothing particularly bad happened during Hitoshi's shift. He was just fucking exhausted. He'd been working the night shift for the past three weeks with no off day. You'd seen how worn out his was so you stopped by his house sometimes to make sure he was taken care off himself. You knew he kept a spare key above his doorframe, so you just let yourself in.

"Welcome home, Toshi !" you greeted him at the door wearing nothing but one of his muscle shirts. What in the actual fuck? "My clothes got wet when I was cleaning so I just grabbed one of your shirts while they dry. I hope you don't mind." Why would he mind when you were wearing the smallest shirt he owned and it fit your soft curves perfectly. You weren't even wearing a bra, round tits spilling out the sides whenever you moved your arms. And did you say you cleaned? He looked around and the place was spotless, hell you even fed his cat. Could you be anymore perfect?

"Thank you, sweetheart" He pulled you into a tight hug, pressing his body against yours and nuzzling against your neck. You always smelled so good. Like coffee and chocolate. "Thanks for what?" you giggled as you rubbed his back. "For everything" he mumbled and you scoffed, "I'd do anything for you, Toshi. It's no big deal." Hitoshi pulled back and looked down at you, "Anything?".

"Of course I would. I love you, silly."

"C'mere", Hitoshi picked you up and laid you on the couch, you were startled and confusion and you watched him curiously when he laid on top of you and pushed his face between your boobs. "I love you, too" he murmured, pulling the fabric to the side with his teeth and popping your nipple into his mouth.

"T-toshi!" you gasped, grinding up against him but he held your hips down. He flicked his tongue against the bud and pulled off with a *pop*, "You'd do anything for me, right?" One finger swirled around your nipple, while the other slid up your thigh and onto you clothed pussy. "Y-yes" you whimpered, taking a shaky breath when his finger snaked under your lacy panties and into your waiting cunt.

"Be mines."

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inactive02939 · 2 years

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hi name buddy <33 do you mind writing hc of bakugou and kirishima going shopping with a thicc fem s/o? tysm!

pairing(s): kirishima x bakugou x fem!reader

content warnings: slight fatmisia, catcalling, bakugo likes kicking ass but also likes his reputation

authors note: AAAHHH!!! this was so fun to write-- i wasn't sure if you wanted them separate, but you didn't specify. also this wasn't proofread. hope you enjoy!!

okay these two are.. protective, for the most part

kirishima has an arm around your waist and bakugo holds your hand and stares at the onlookers

a lot of people stare; the japanese standard is slim and petite

sometimes people comment on your figure, but not out of disrespect; it's just out of surprise

i think that's culture shock but i'm not sure

a lot of people ask for a picture with you

bakugou thinks they are making fun of you, and most of the time they aren't.

whenever you'd get catcalled, bakugou would make little explosions on his hands, and when that wasn't enough he'd usually start a fight.

sometimes he fights with kirishima about fighting other people

they like watching you try on outfits. not in a sexual way, but they just like how you look in different styles of clothing

they like seeing your face light up when you get something you like, so of course they spoil you!

also kirishima embarrasses you guys and tries on heels when you're having a bad day to make you laugh

it works.

in summary these two are total weirdos but also so sweet and we all wish that they existed <3

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intotherumiverse · 2 years

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★ ૮₍ ≧ . ≦ ₎ა HE THE PAPPY ?!

ღ. synopsis ; Kirishima. A dad. ღ. featuring ; kirishima e. ღ. cw ; none its pure fluff ღ. notes ; probably doing bakugou next. who knows ღ. reader ; female

Kirishima who’s a girl dad. He always be. He likes the endless energy his baby has. He was so scared to hold her at first. His large size compared to hers... he was terrified. But as soon as he hold his beautiful baby girl for the first time, something inside him clicked. Nothing else mattered to him besides him and his family. He loves dressing up as a fairy princess, drinking imaginary tea. Its funny to watch him try to fit himself into those tiny plastic chairs and in a white tutu that is obviously too small for him. But he loves it all the same. He loves watching his little girl grow up. From painting the walls pink and building the crib, to watching her on her first date. (Which he thinks that his little girl shouldn’t date). He scares the date into tears, threatening that he already knows where the guy lives and will hunt and find him if he breaks his daughter's heart. He’s kidding... mostly. Kirishima would train his little girl, making sure she knows how to defend herself, with a quirk or without.

Kirishima is most definitely a girl dad

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chuuconcon · 3 years

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thinking about taking care of a sick kirishima with bakugo ☹️

figting bakugo over who’s gonna make kiri soup, prepare a wet towel or bring him the medicine he needs, you won’t even let him stand up once. while this happens, eijiro either tries to break the “fight” apart or stare at both of them lovingly.

his two idiots </3

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escapenightmare · 3 years

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𝐖𝐇𝐄𝐍 𝐘𝐎𝐔 𝐃𝐎𝐍'𝐓 𝐒𝐀𝐘 '𝐈 𝐋𝐎𝐕𝐄 𝐘𝐎𝐔' 𝐁𝐀𝐂𝐊

― izuku, eijiro, denki, tamaki x gn!reader

warning ;; mentions of food and eating in denki's.

izuku midoriya ―

he was at your dorm, hanging out when he saw the time and realized he was late for practice with all might.

kissing your forehead, scrambling out of bed and calling out an, "i'll see you in an hour! love you!"

"bye, 'zuku!" was your reply.

he was about to leave, he literally opened the door and stepped outside when it hit him you didn't say it back.

steps back inside and closes the door, looking over his shoulder as he repeats himself.

"....i love you."

"i know baby," you stifle your laughter and continue scrolling through your phone.

he turns around properly and walks back to the bed, "are- are we okay?"

"of course we are!" you feign confusion, "why'd you ask?"

"you didn't say 'i love you' back," hurt flashes in his eyes as he tries to mask his fear of you leaving him.

"it was just a prank, i love you" you tell him and he grins, fears evaporating as he leans forward and places a small kiss on your lips before he runs out the door.

eijiro kirishima ―

it was right after you'd finished studying and he was about to leave for patrol with fatgum and suneater.

he put his books inside his backpack and grinned, showing his shark-like teeth, "i'll see you after patrol?"

"duh," you smile as he shrugs on his bag and leans down to kiss your cheek.

he goes toward the door and just as he was about to leave he says, "i love you!"

"bye!" you hide a smile when he pauses at the door and turn around.

"i love you!"

"i know, bye!"

"baby say it back," he playfully whines from the door, "i'm not leaving 'till you say it."

"you have patrol," you point out, "fatgum'll get pissed."

"he'll understand," kirishima sits out on the floor by the door and smiles.

"oh my god, eijiro, get off the floor." you deadpan, peeping at him from the bed, "i love you. now leave!"

he rushes to stand up, and runs out the door, mumbling about how fatgum will probably be pissed.

denki kaminari ―

you were on a date after finishing up with exams, since you were the one who suggested going out he was saying thank you over and over again because he was glad you understood how stressful exams are.

picking up his chopsticks, he says, "thank you so much for this, i love you."

"you're welcome," you reply, proceeding to dig into your food.

"i said i love you...?" he repeats, furrowing his eyebrows and tilting his head to the side.

"i know...?" you tell him, copying his actions in a playful manner.

"but, i love you," he says again, dropping his chopsticks with a pout.

"i already told you, i know."

"say it back," he whines, "please!" he drags out the 'e.'

when you don't reply, he sighs in an overdramatic way and picks up his chopsticks again.

"i love you," you tell him in the midst of laughter and he grins, finally beginning to eat.

tamaki amajiki ―

he's rarely affectionate, and one of the few times he is, you pull this prank on him.

he was laying with his head on your chest, arms wrapped around you as he slowly drifted off to sleep.

as he almost fell into the void of sleep, he mumbled in between yawns, "i-i love you."

you hum and when he doesn't hear you voice reply to his words, he opens his eyes and looks up at you, "i love you."

"i know, tama," you whisper back, voice as soft and low as his.

he sits up, confused, crossing his arms over his chest, "but... i love you."

pretending to be confused, you furrow your eyebrows and reach forward to hold his hand, feigning hurt when he pulls away.

"you... you didn't say it back," he mumbles, slowly getting off the bed and making his way to a wall.

"wait, tamaki!" you call, laughing as you confess you were just joking and pulling his leg, "i love you!"

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chaichaiiskai · 2 years

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chapter three || masterpost

we’re different but that’s okay || shark hybrid! eijiro kirishima x angry! takes-no-shit! human! fem! reader x various! hybrids!

author’s note: to be completely honest with y'all something is wrong with me??? I can’t seem to stick with one ship when it comes to series w/ y/n so don’t be surprised if this starts riding down the polygamy train. If polygamy isn’t your thing then i’m sorry i just can’t help i t, this is gonna turn into a y/n x various hybrids tbh. got any suggestions on who else should be added? doesn’t matter who they are, I'm curious!

content warnings: injury mention, muzzles, prostitution mentioned, shitty law system, hybrid mandates suck ass in general, unlawful imprisonment,

word count: 2.9k

tag list: (open) @canarystwin @eijiandkatspebble

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Cold.

Why’s it so cold… and hard?

Slowly but surely, Eijiro wakes, grunting as he’s suddenly blinded by the bright light coming from the ceiling, making his vision struggle to adjust to the sudden flow of light in his eyes. He drapes an arm over his face to shield him from the light, groaning in slight pain as he attempts to calm himself down.

His (now bandaged) hand then grazed over something metal and heavy on his face, his senses slowly coming to him as he realized that something was covering his mouth. A muzzle.

“Hey man, you alright?” A gruff and unfamiliar voice asks from nearby, instantly making Eijiro shoot up and push away from whoever was speaking, his back hitting against the cold, cement wall directly behind him. The wind was nearly knocked right out of him but he recollected himself and opted for finding the source of the voice that had suddenly spoken to him.

Coming face to face with a tall silver-haired man with aggressive eyelashes made the male’s nose scrunch up, the both of them wearing matching muzzles.

A dog? Where was he?

Almost as if the dog hybrid had heard his thoughts, he spoke up again, “If you’re wonderin’ you’re in a shelter for the disruptive types. If you’re lucky you won’t be euthanized in the next couple of days. But…” The man’s eyes drifted to the collar that was around Eijiro’s neck, zeroing in on it with a suggestive look in his eyes. This caused Kirishima to squint and then protectively put a hand over the collar before speaking up, finally, “But what? I have an owner, she should be here any minute... Wait..” He paused for a moment and then sat up off of the wall, shifting his weight around so that he could dig around in his pockets.

His fingers soon clamped around what he’d been searching for and he snatched it from his pocket, staring at his phone before sighing in exasperation, immediately hitting the speed dial to call you. No signal. Wow, someone must really hate him.

“Woah woah woah, you’ve got a phone?? Wow, you really must have an owner then,” the unknown hybrid said, sadness in his voice as he shrunk into his corner.

Kirishima felt a tinge of guilt for the other hybrid but was quickly distracted by the sound of your voice. It didn’t sound far away, in fact, it sounded like you were in the same building as him.

“... I need all of your badge numbers, immediately, You can’t go around treating people like they’re hardened criminals! You should be ashamed of yourselves!”

“Ma’am, please. We had reason to tase him, he had a knife-” “THAT WAS STABBED THROUGH HIS HAND. I can’t keep talking to you, where is he?” There was a pause, Eijiro immediately scurried from where he was and went to press his body against the plexiglass that caged him in, making him feel like a measly animal.

“Y/N!” He shouted, beginning to pound on the plexiglass in hopes that you could hear him. Unfortunately, for him, you wouldn’t be able to.

“Sorry to tell you but- it’s soundproof,” the stranger spoke up, sitting with his back against the wall and arms crossed over his chest, his clothes tattered and ratty, “But don’t get too freaked out. They’ll make it over here soon enough and you’ll be reunited. You’re pretty lucky, pal.”

For some reason, the other hybrid’s words seemed to soothe him just a smidge, thinking that you would find him no matter what, you always did so he trusted that you’d be there to get him soon enough. He found himself slowly turning to look at the rugged stranger, taking in his appearance in silence for a moment, only observing him, before speaking up, “... How long have you been here?”

The stranger paused, toying with the muzzle that covered his mouth, trying to do some calculations in his head, “Three days. ‘sposed to go through “trainin’” tomorrow. If I end up a lost cause I’ll prolly end up gettin’ split.” Though his slang was a little weird, Eijiro understood him completely. He’d never had to deal with it before but he knew that hybrids that were considered threats to the general public were put through unbelievable torture meant to make them docile and tame so that they could be sold off to a willing owner.

“What’s your name? I’m Eijiro… Eijiro Kirishima.”

Perking up at the introduction, the silver-haired dog grinned, revealing a set of jagged sharp teeth, “Tetsutetsu Tetsutetsu, or just Tetsutetsu, y’know? Nice to meet you, kid.” A small smile slowly crept up onto Eijiro’s face, chuckling at the pet name. Before he knew it, the both of them had begun talking and Eijrio’s heart rate began to slow from its rapid pace. He hadn’t even realized how fast it had been going until he began to calm down.

…

You were starting to get pissed off with how negligent the officers were with their job. It was bad enough that they had put your poor sharky boy through hell, but now they were sending you around on a wild goose chase, making you walk through room after room, pointing you in the direction of any similar-looking redheads that barely even looked like Eijiro. It was really starting to piss you off.

However, by the grace of whoever was watching you, you had entered another portion of the shelter and spotted a familiar head of hair that had you sprinting without a second thought.

“Hey! Wait! You shouldn't be running!” The officer shouted from behind you, groaning when he realized that you weren’t listening to him.

You slid to a stop in front of the plexiglass and stared into it, locking eyes with Eijiro who looked pitiful in the muzzle he was forced to wear. Neither of you said a thing as you tried to register his expressions, wanting to see what he was feeling from the look on his face. You failed to notice the other male who was in the cage, watching you with curiosity.

You suddenly had a new goal and your aura completely changed as you turned to calmly stare at the slowly approaching officer. “Open this,” you demanded, staring him in the eye with a new kind of animosity. It was almost like the devil himself was standing behind you.

“I c-can’t do that. We have regulations-” “You think I give a fuck about your regulations? You’ve got my boyfriend locked up in a fucking CAGE. Should I just sue you and everyone else you work for? I bet your superiors wouldn’t like that, would they?” Your voice was eerily calm as you spoke, standing up straight with a hand on your hip, waiting for the officer’s next move. He paused for a second and then glared back at you before mumbling and moving towards the keypad that kept the cage closed, “If those things try to attack I am going to kill them on sight and you might just end up as collateral.”

Though you hadn’t heard him, Eijiro and Tetsutetsu did, eliciting a chorus of growls from the both of them from within the plexiglass.

It seemed like the officer was taking his sweet time, punching in whatever code there was as well as letting his retinas get scanned. Why was such high-tech needed to keep these people imprisoned?

When the door finally slid open, you rushed into it and threw yourself onto Eijiro, wrapping your arms around his waist to hold him tightly. Eijiro smiled at the embrace and wrapped his arms around you, nuzzling against you as he began to scent you by rubbing his chin onto the top of your head, instantly feeling a wave of relief.

After your little ruining, you pulled away to look up at him, pissed off at the sight of the muzzle. You turned to look at the officer again, squinting at him, “Take this shit off of him. Or tell me how to do it.”

The officer had been staring at the both of you, hand ghosting over the pocketed handgun when he had caught your eyes gazing at him again, “Tch, you need to sign him out first before I can do that. I don’t even have the key for it, it’s at the front desk.”

After hearing his words, you sighed and then turned to Eijiro, noticing that he’d been watching your every move. You offered him a sheepish smile, “Sorry baby, guess you’ll have to wait a little longer…” “‘s fine. I’m just happy you found me.”

“Yeah, grams told me about what happened. Let’s go home, yeah?” You chirped, ready to tug him away. However, he remained still and unmoving which made you raise an eyebrow in confusion.

“What’s up?”

He seemed to be silently contemplating something, debating with himself on what he wanted to say next. Before he could restrain himself he spat out, “Can we adopt Tetsutetsu?”

Tetsutetsu? Who’s that?

You tilted your head, waiting for him to elaborate but then a voice spoke up behind him, “Nah, man. Don’t even worry about me. Go home with your owner, I don’t wanna be no burden.”

A bit stunned by the intrusion of a new voice you leaned to the side and peeked past Eijiro’s shoulder, coming eye to eye with a man with silver hair, floppy dog ears, and a bushy tail that matched his hair color. You couldn’t take your eyes away from him. You’ve never seen someone like him before, he reminded you so much of your beloved Eiji… just in a different font.

He’d been sitting comfortably on the floor, arms crossed over his ample chest with a resting bitch face.

“You’re Tetsutetsu?” You questioned, reiterating what you already knew. Your feet moved on your own and you soon found yourself standing in front of the mysterious man, eyeing him as you looked over his rough appearance.

All he could do was nod, surprised by how close you had gotten to him, and was even more shocked by your lack of fear.

“Ah ah ah, don’t get too close to that one. He bites fingers off and he’s real violent. Picked him up from a dog fighting ring. Vicious fuckers I tell you,” the officer warned you, still standing outside of the cage.

You ignored his warnings and spoke up, squatting down so you could whisper to him without the officer’s knowledge, “Wanna come home with us, Tetsutetsu? I can adopt you and then I could set something up for you that’ll let you live on your own, you don’t have to stay with us but you’ll be protected by the laws.”

His eyes widened as he stared at you, your words sinking into him as he eyed you rather suspiciously, trying to figure out your motive.

“What’s in it for you? You gonna make me do somethin’ for money? Things don’t come for free. I ain’t goin’ back to the ring and I sure as hell ain’t sellin’ my body.”

You had winced at his words, frowning at the thought of him having to do such things. Thinking for a moment, you chewed on your lip and then thought of something quickly, “No. You can just get a regular job and help pay rent, I don’t need you to do anything else besides that.”

Tetsutetsu was silent. Not knowing what he wanted to say or what he could say for that matter. Fortunately for him, Eijiro was there and picked up on his reluctance.

The redhead made his way over to the two of you and then rested his hand on Tetsutesu’s shoulder before offering him a kind and reassuring smile.

The dog hybrid was completely at loss for words, but he figured he had nothing else to lose. Plus, he could always escape again if shit hit the fan. However, he was going to trust Eijiro for now but you had to gain it from him, he was a little eerie of humans- all for good reason.

…

After some hours of painstaking, overly dramatic paperwork being filled out, you were able to leave with Eijiro and the newest addition to your little family unit. Never in your life did you ever anticipate that you’d be adopting another hybrid. A huge one at that. Though he was a few inches shorter than Eijiro he was still much larger than you’d anticipated. It turned out that Tibetan Mastiff hybrids were humongous, and rare apparently. By the time you had finally got to your car (maybe you should get a bigger one?) you noticed that it was well into the evening and felt a wave of relief when you’d realized that the weekend was starting tomorrow.

“Alright, let’s go home. Let’s pick up some food first though because I don’t feel like cooking,” you grumbled while getting into the driver’s seat of your car, reading to get driving. Eijiro climbed into the passenger seat with a smile and Tetsutetsu cautiously got into the backseat, surprised by how spacious it was as he got comfortable. “Since you are the newest addition to our family you get to choose what we have for dinner, “ you hummed, starting up the car, and pulling out of the parking spot once everyone’s seatbelts were on.

“Hm. McDonald’s. Haven’t had a burger in a while,” he mumbled, scooting closer to the door so he could look out the window as you drove down the dark streets. His jaw then clenched and unclenched before he spoke up again, “Can I roll down the window?”

You were a little confused by the question but decided to just roll down his window instead of answering, giving him what he wanted. Next thing you know, he suddenly stuck his head out of the window and stuck out his tongue, enjoying the cool breeze that went through his hair. He hadn’t been able to do such a thing in quite some time, it was exhilarating.

Glancing in the rearview mirror, you watched Tetsutetsu for a moment, smiling a little at the adorable display before focusing back on the road, deciding to drive to the nearest McDonald’s, taking note of the magnificent mane on top of his head.

When you’d reached your destination you decided to let the two hybrids stay in the car while you went to order the food, figuring that the both of them were pretty emotionally tired from having to stay in that cage for so long, your new silver-haired friend especially. As you had left, this gave the two of them time to talk to each other.

“Does it get weird? I mean, dating someone who owns you?” Tetsutetsu asked, looking out of the window that was still rolled down, “Wouldn’t it be a hassle if you stopped loving her and you had to be stuck with her? Sounds awkward as shit.”

Eijiro only smiled at the other’s words, “She’s my mate, I don’t plan on leaving her side unless it’s a life or death situation. I hope it never comes to that point.”

Tetsutetsu was a little surprised at the answer he’d gotten, turning to look at the man in the front seat with a raised eyebrow, “Mate? You can have a human mate?”

Eagerly nodding his head, Eijiro leaned back into the seat and crossed his arms over his chest, “I chose her as my mate when I knew that I wouldn’t want anyone else besides her. I have a strong feeling that we were made for each other, I’ve never felt as strongly for someone until I realized my feelings for her.”

The dog hybrid grew silent after that confession, watching the other predator hybrid with a curious glint in his eyes. He then made a face, “Why’d you ask her to adopt me when you two are so madly in love? Kinda weird man. Aren’t you territorial?”

“A little bit, but I don't find you threatening, plus, I trust her. And I don’t sense anything malicious coming from you. I’m not worried,” he offered and then rubbed his finger under his nose, “I’m pretty good at sniffing out assholes.”

Tetsutetsu’s eyes widened for a moment after hearing Eijiro’s last few words before he erupted into laughter, clenching his stomach as he laughed like an unhinged gremlin,” PFFFT! THAT’S WHAT SHE SAID!”

“She? What? Who?”

Poor Kiri, too innocent for his own good sometimes.

By the time you had come back to the car, you were faced with a crying Tetsutetsu who was snickering and cackling to himself, and Eijro whose face was redder than a garden of tomatoes. What happened while you were gone?

You got into the front and passed Tetsutetsu a bag of cheeseburgers, giving Eijiro his own bag as well, “What’d I miss out on? Was it a funny joke?”

“Kiri says he’s good at sniffing assholes,” the silverette responded while digging around in the bag you handed him, snatching out one of the burgers to rip it open with his teeth before he gobbled it down like he hadn’t eaten in decades.

The other’s comment only seemed to make the shark even redder, earning a groan from him as he covered his face in shame, the bag of burgers resting in his lap.

Your eyes widened at the comment and you were about to question it further but Eijiro beat you to the punch, “Please… don’t ask.”

You pouted at the thought of being left out on a joke, deciding to ask Tetsu about it later, you started the drive back home. Boy oh boy was this a turn in your life. Hopefully, there won't be anything else too exciting to come in the next couple of weeks. You could only handle so much.

Oh Y/N… what a delusional fantasy you live in.

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