#kirishima eijirou needs a hug

[sincerelybubbles]

but just imagine washing kiri's hair

gently nudging him under the water, smiling softly when he ducks his head so a little stream of water trails onto your shoulder. it's quiet, neither of you feel the need to talk as you let the shampoo collect in your palm. it's cool on your skin and you later it between your hands before bringing your hands up to rake it through his hair. he bends his head forward further to allow you easier access.

it takes time, gentle hands and soft work to loosen the gel that holds his hair up every day. you do the work, easily and carefully, watching as his eyes droop. he's tired from working all day, from smiling and talking and charming, and now he's quiet, leaning down so you can drag your fingers along his scalp and work away the grime and thick product.

before you, he never let others mess with his hair, always sure that they wouldn't take the same care that he does to keep his hair healthy after all the bleaching. but, with you, he doesn't hesitate to say yes when you ask to wash his hair.

he rests his hands on your hips as you work, thumbs moving gently and without any ulterior intentions, just touching you and watching your face peacefully.

he nearly purrs when you move to the conditioner, detangling his hair with your fingers, pulling and soothing any spots where you might have tugged too hard at his roots.

he returns the favor when you're done, gently massaging your scalp with the shampoo, removing the shower head to gently rinse without risking the soapy water running into your eyes, and carefully passing the conditioner through your ends.

and, when you both leave the shower with pruned hands and sleepy eyes, he can't imagine a life without you.

[rumisgf]

❝ THINGS THEY DO THAT GIVE YOU BUTTERFLIES ! ❞ ╰┈➤ MHA EDITION (PART 2!)

˚₊· ͟͟͞͞➳❥ a/n: y’all wanted a part two i shall give a part two

˚₊· ͟͟͞͞➳❥ includes: katsuki bakugou, hitoshi shinsou, shoto todoroki, denki kaminari, iida tenya, kirishima eijirou

˚₊· ͟͟͞͞➳❥ warnings: black!reader obv, cursing, mentions of drug usage/marijuana, suggestive if u squint, fem reader implied, mentioning of babies/children

BAKUGOU KATSUKI

✮ wipes your tears sort of aggressively but only because he’s so urgent to comfort you and take care of you

✮ always hugs you by your lower waist

✮ when you go to the gym together, he’s the type to always say “c’mon, you can do one more.” or “do three more”

✮ ruffles your hair/flicks your forehead in a teasing way

✮ “act right.”/“watch out.”

✮ doesn’t remind you to drink water— he simply justs brings water bottles up to your mouth and tells you to “open up”

✮ if you have any, he cares for your pets like they’re his own

✮ just something about the sight of him holding a baby

✮ bites you just because he can

✮ pulls you into his lap whenever he’s tired of your attitude

✮ gets super close to your face like he’s gonna kiss you but pulls away just to mess with you

✮ “that’s my girl” in the most proud voice ever every single time

TODOROKI SHOTO

✮ any time he does get high he’s all over you and staring at you with half lidded eyes

✮ it’s just something about the way he curses man.

✮ loves falling asleep on the phone with you and takes facetime photos of you sleeping because he thinks you look like an angel

✮ runs his thumb over your hand whenever you hold hands

✮ loves giving earlobe kisses

✮ will casually be like “when we have kids,”

✮ sends voice memos ranging from something funny that happened in class to how much he misses you and needs to see you

✮ kisses your lip gloss off every chance he gets right after complimenting how nice your lip combo looks

✮ sends you pictures of yourself and says “you look so pretty in this”

✮ him whispering in your ear.

✮ has your contact as the only one pinned in his messages

KIRISHIMA EIJIROU

✮ pats away your tears with his finger instead of wiping them (those who watch love island usa and are kordell + serena fans know what i’m talking about)

✮ places his hand on the small of your waist to guide your somewhere or move you out the way

✮ constant forehead kisses

✮ lifts you up and spins you around when he’s excited to hug you

✮ guides you into the right form when you workout together

✮ runs his hands down your waist and hips when he’s checking you out while you’re right in front of him

✮ him around kids. that’s all.

✮ gives you flowers pretty much every week— and one time he gave you a money bouquet for your birthday

✮ flexes for you when he feels you staring at him and pretends he’s not doing it on purpose

✮ throws his arm around you and presses you flush against his chest when you go to sit on the couch next to him

✮ refers to you as his “wife” to his friends

KAMINARI DENKI

✮ you could have been rotting in bed all day and when he facetimes you he always greets you with something along the lines of “hello my beautiful princess” with a lovesick tone of voice

✮ calls you “mama” and “ma”

✮ obsessed with skinship because he aches to be able to “crawl inside your skin” and just needs to be close to you

✮ blows kisses at you from across the room

✮ for comfort, he runs his fingers through your hair and rocks you back and forth while hugging you

✮ his morning voice :)))

✮ lets you bite him and encourages it

✮ gets very touchy when you’re on his lap

✮ the king of “i know you’re probably asleep, but” texts

✮ goes on rants about how gentle and how well he would care for you when you’re one day pregnant with his children

✮ always calling you his “pretty baby”/“pretty girl”

✮ always posts pretty candid pictures of you and makes heartfelt story posts for every birthday, anniversary, and valentine’s day

HITOSHI SHINSOU

✮ has read for you + sung you to sleep on multiple occasions

✮ grabs you by your chin to force eye contact

✮ “say please”

✮ checks you every time you have an attitude with a smirk on his face

✮ has a habit of biting his lip

✮ says “there you go, babe” way too much.

✮ glares at anyone who flirts with you while tightly wrapping an arm around your waist

✮ has made multiple shared playlists for the both of you

✮ says he’s “gatekeeping” you because you’re just too pretty and he has to keep you to himself

✮ plays with your fingers when he’s bored or nervous

✮ buries his face into your neck to bask in your scent when he hugs you

✮ randomly stares at your for a full five minutes when you’re talking, barely listening to a word you’re saying, then lovingly sighs “i love you so much…”

IIDA TENYA

✮ always opens every door for you

✮ holds your hands while walking across the street or through the hallways

✮ very protective over you and will respectfully cuss anybody out who disrespects you

✮ pretty much has replaced your name is his vocabulary with “honey” and “sweetheart”

✮ never calls you hot— he always calls you beautiful, pretty, gorgeous, or stunning

✮ grabs you by your sleeve or your belt loop to take you somewhere if you don’t hear him call your name the third time

✮ the thought of ever calling you his “bitch” disgusts him, he calls you his lady or his love instead

✮ will immediately grab the nearest box of tissues to wipe your tears or your nose whenever you’re crying

✮ kisses your cheek to greet you and say goodbye

✮ has deep conversations about your future together when you get to that point in the relationship, and is open about how much his heart swells at imagining you as a mother

✮ kisses your forehead when he notices you asleep on his chest

© rumisgf

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HEADCANON: MHA MEN SPOILING YOU

w/ Bakugou, Kirishima, Todoroki, Hawks, Endeavor

warnings: none just mha men being rich<3

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KATSUKI BAKUGOU

"Hey, where are you?" You hear you husband's rough voice spill through the speakers of your phone, your eyelids shaking at the eyelash extensions being pressed down and glued on your water line.

"Getting my lashes done."

"Anything else planned?" He asks, making you purse your lips in thought.

"My whole day's packed, actually. I already went to my facial appointment. I'm getting my nails and hair done after this. Maybe a little shopping if I have the energy. Oh! I'll probably get a massage too!" You rant, smiling as you imagine the perfect selfcare day.

"Alright. You think you'll have enough energy for dinner after all that?" You giggle and hum, "Uhuh! I always have energy for you baby."

"That's good to hear. Have fun today baby, I love you."

"I love you more."

You hear three beeps and you hear your lashtech giggle.

"Hero Dynamight is portrayed as this scary, rough guy in the media, but he's actually very sweet." She swoons, making your chest swell with pride.

"He is, actually. One time-"

You're cut off by your phone buzzing, followed by your lashtech gasping. Unable to open your eyes, you stretch your arms out. "What? What happened?!"

"Hero Dynamight he..." She gasps.

"He what?!" You yell, your chest caving in as every horrible thought crosses your mind.

Did he get injured during a fight?

How badly is he injured?

Is he...?

"Dammit, Ari! Tell me what's happening!" You demand, about to sit up from the bed.

"He just sent you two million yen..." She breathes out, making you release a sigh.

"Fucking Christ. I thought something happened." You whisper, relaxing back onto the bed. "Did he say why?"

"'Refunding you for you facial appointment. The rest are for your other plans. Call if you need more. I love you baby.'" She read aloud, causing a smile to stretch across your face.

"He's the sweetest." You swoon.

EIJIROU KIRISHIMA

You look around the villa, eyes sparkling and head over the moon at how beautiful it is. The Spanish colonial architecture is beautiful, the ceilings high, the wood floors shiny and waxed, and the arched windows big enough for you to show a tree from the tops of its leaves down to its roots burrowed down the soil.

"It's so pretty, baby!" You giggle, twirling around the foyer of the villa you'll be spending your two weeks in.

Finally, Eijirou was able to grab a two-week break from hero work. The two of you have been busting your asses off, protecting cities and taking down villains.

This time, you made sure your schedules synced when it came to time to making time for each other.

"You like it?" He asks, hugging you from behind.

You turn your head to the side, giving him a kiss on the cheek. "I love it, baby. This'll be the best vacation ever. Just the two of us. Happy and in love." You smile, giggling at his cheeks slowly turning into a crimson colour.

And just as you said, your two-week vacation was a bliss. The both of you drank and ate, made love, swam in the private pool, in the private beach, cuddled during movies, played video games, board games, explored the small town near the villa- everything was perfect.

As you sit on your spot in the hero's private plane, a white folder on the table catches your eye. With curiousity tickling your fingers, you open it, your gaze immediately falling to your husband's familiar signature. Your brows knit as you bring your eyes back up to the top of the document, reading it.

This letter of Intention to Offer is made and effectively by...

Property Address...

Purchaser Address...

Purchaser Contact...

Dear Mr. Kirishima Eijirou...

Please accept this bid purchase to...

For the amount of...

"Eight million euros?!" You scream, clutching on the document.

Eijirou rushes out of the private bedroom inside the jet, his eyes wide with worry as he inspects you. "What's wrong?!" He worries.

"Why the hell did you buy the villa?!" You scream, now your eyes are wide with worry.

"You said you loved it." He shrugs.

Your head pulses with the need to close your eyes. You can feel your blood pressure rising at this stupid, idiotic, irresponsible...sweet, lovely, man.

"Where the hell are you getting eight million euros?" You sigh, finally looking up at the man who foolishly spoils you rotten.

"The same place I was getting eighty million yen for the yacht you wanted..." He looks at you like you're stupid.

"Why the hell did you buy a yacht on top of a villa, Eijirou?"

"You said you wanted the boat!" He exclaims, forcing you to rack your brain for the memory of when you said that.

"I said it was pretty! Not that I wanted it!" You exclaim, your face scrunching up in stress. "Where on earth are you getting your money!"

The red head simply smiles, engulfing you with his strong arms in a warm, tight embrace. "I'm one of the top heros in the world, baby. And I've been in this game for decades now. It's safe to say I've got more money than we both can possibly need." He reasons, his lips pressing against the top of your head.

"Plus, property investments are good!" You roll your eyes at the stupidly sweet man you call your husband, your heart searing as your gaze catches onto another document with the words 'Land Ownership' and your name printed not far from it.

SHOTO TODOROKI

An evil grin stretches across your face as you point at every pretty thing your eyes fall on. You don't break your stride as you enter and exit shops in under a minute.

"That." You point at an adorable bag inside a shelf. "That, too." You point at the one beside it.

"These shoes in my size. These too. Ooo! And these as well." You hand the shoes over to your assistant, letting her pass them over to the store clerk.

You exit the shop, leaving one body guard behind as you enter the store beside it. This one's a gadget store.

"You think it's time to upgrade my devices?" You ask, playing with the showcased device on the table. You turn to your side, eyeing your husband's assistant, seeing tears comically strem down his cheeks.

"Please, madam! You've spent so much already!" He cries, "What on earth did Mr. Todoroki's money ever do to you?"

"It's not his money, it's him in general. He hasn't been spending time with me as of late. I'm getting bored." You pout, nodding at a store clerk before point at different gadgets, one of each kind.

"All those, if you have them in pink, but if not, I'll get them in black. The biggest memory you have, please. Along with accesories. Pink." You order before leaving the store once more, entering another booth selling watches in insane prices.

"Madam, Mr. Todoroki is a pro hero-"

"And I'm not?" You glare at the employee. "I work as much hours as he does. I'm just as demanded, I'm just as busy, and I'm just as tired as he is. And yet, I can always make time for him back at home."

You know you're being a bit too unreasonable. But you've grown bored and lonely. And you'd rather die than take another lover. So Shoto's bank account it is.

"He'd have a heart attack if he saw all the withdrawals." The assistant worries as you ponder over two watches displayed in front of you.

"If my husband suffers from cardiac problems due to my spending, then he shouldn't have taken being a pro hero as a job." You point at the silver and blue Patek Philippe. "This one please." You tell the sales woman who smiles at you as she nods softly.

You check your own watch to see you've been at it for hours now. Almost time for dinner.

Maybe I should pay my busy husband a visit.

You roll your eyes.

You stretch your arms up above you, letting out a yawn as your muscles finally relax.

Your last stop is a five star restaurant right beside the mall.

Shoto scribbles on a few papers, hating how he's been leaving his wife alone for multiple nights. Knowing her, she'll have his ass if this goes on for too long.

He sighs, stretching his up above him, feeling his back crack. His head pulses and the need to see his wife waves over him in strong currents.

Right as he's about to resume his paper work, his phone buzzes in a call, his financial advisor's name flashing the screen.

Shoto answers the call with one hand, the other elegantly scribbling on the paper. "What is it?"

"Sir, I think your card's been stolen. There have been numerous deductions, all huge amounts." Shoto furrows his brows, taking his wallet out from his pocket. Sure enough, his black Master is missing.

A tickling feeling grows in his gut. "From which shops?"

He hears a few clicks from the other line, "These are all luxury brands. Miu Miu? Coach? LV, Prada, Bottega Veneta, Chanel, Dior, Philippe Patek- The thief may be a woman, sir."

"You're right. A woman. My woman." Shoto sighs, chuckling softly. "How much did my wife spend?"

"A little over two hundred million yen." Shoto can hear the wince in his advisor's tone, making him grin.

Sure, his wife's a kickass pro hero, and she makes just as much money as he does. But nothing compares to her spending ability with the cute little side talent of not touching her own bank account.

Just as he's about to give out an order, said wife enters his office without knocking, a familiar paper bag in her hands.

"Brought you dinner from that favorite restaurant of yours." She lifts the bag, striding over to him.

"She seems to have been having a little tantrum because I haven't been giving her the attention she deserves." He smirks at her, "Run it through."

"You talk shit about me to your employees?" The love of his life pouts as he chuckles deeply, standing from his seat. He places his hands on his wife's hips, softly pulling her towards him, giving her lips a gentle peck.

"Never. I was just explaining to them why I lost millions of yen in a day." His joke earns him a playful glare from his wife.

KEIGO TAKAMI

You complained to Keigo once. Once. That you were tired.

It was six am that morning when you woke up like you hadn't slept at all. You didn't have muscle sores or a headache nor were you sick. You were simply tired.

By nine am, the pro hero had written you a sick leave, carried you onto his private jet, and the both of you were now flying over beautiful blue waters.

"Keigo-" He cuts you off by shushing you, lifting a finger up in the air. He pulls you towards the private room located at the back of the jet where a massage table has been set up, along with ambient spa music and a masseus in the corner with her hands clasped together and her head bowed down. The room smelled of peppermint and lavender.

"We'll land in twelve hours. You can request anything else after the massage." You don't get a chance to respond because he leaves the room, closing the door gently.

You and the masseus look at each other before she lets out an amused chuckle. "He seems to spoil you so."

You sigh, "He overdoes it, but I know he means well."

Eleven hours later, you've gotten a mani pedi, a simple and refreshing facial, your muscles are relaxed, you've eaten two square meals, and had the longest nap of your life.

Now you're seated in front of your husband, sipping your champagne in your soft, fluffy robe as he reads his magazine.

"Keigo, will you finally tell me where you're taking me?" You sigh, watching him look at you through his golden eye lashes. He smirks, setting his magazine down as he pulls the window cover up.

You squint at the sudden brightness but your eyes quickly adjust. You blink a few times, moving towards the window, taking a peek.

"You took me to Greece?!" You exclaim, seeing the familiar white walls and blue roofs.

"My baby said she was tired." He mused, "And we can't have that."

You open your mouth in protest, but a sound cuts before you. "Mr. and Mrs. Takami, we'll be landing shortly. Please return to your seats and fasten your seat belts, thank you."

You glare at your husband one last time before buckling up, letting out an annoyed huff as you keep your eyes on the window.

"Jesus..." You breath out, craning your head up to look at the domed ceiling. Your gaze drags down, moving from side to side as you inspect the large arched windows and marbled floors.

Keigo weaps his arms from behind you, breathing in your scent. "You know you didn't have to fly me anywhere. That spa day was exactly what I needed. I could've gotten it back in Japan."

"Yeah," Keigo squints, softly pushing you towards the glass double doors leading to the balcony. "But you wouldn't have been able to enjoy this view afterwards."

The scene of the vast blue ocean with the sun slowly dipping down is breath taking. Accompanied by the soft glow of yellowish lights, the chirping of a few birds here and there, and the smell of the ocean has you claiming this place to be paradise.

"I love it..." I mumbled, captivated by the beauty of the sunset.

"More than me?"

You turn your head to the side, pressing your lips softly on your husband's cheek. "No, never more than you, my love."

Keigo smiles, pressing a soft peck on your lips before slowly letting his arms fall, his hand delicately holding your hand.

"Come with me." He tugs you back inside, leading you up the grand marble staircase and inside what looks like the master bedroom.

"Close your eyes." He whispers in your ear and you immediately follow his order. Slowly leading you somewhere, you hear a soft click of a door. "Open."

You blink once, twice, before your jaw drops to the floor. You're right outside a huge walk in closet, and inside is one of the biggest boquet of elden roses formed into a heart. Surrounding it are paper bags with different kinds of designer brands printed on them. Behind the boquet is a round marble table with different boxes of leather, some kept closed and some open, revealing shiny watches and jewelry, ranging from silver, gold, and white gold.

"Keigo..." You breathe out, taking a careful step inside before turning around to face your husband. Your eyes feel like they're about to bulge out of their sockets and your haw about to fall off.

"Not now." You shakes his head, quickly stopping you as if he knows what you're about to do. "Pick an outfit and we'll leave in an hour." He presses a light kiss on your forehead before leaving you alone with your gifts.

Feeling as though you've been spoiled rotten, you take your time going through your numerous gifts, deciding to wear every dress you come across, but quickly change your mind when you find another one.

Your husband may be a pro hero, but his true talent is picking out beautiful dresses for you.

You decide on a wine red silk dress, revealing your back, pairing it with strappy silver heels, a diamond encrusted choker, and diamond earings that hang right below your chin. You make up is a simple smokey eye with a bold dark red lip. Your hair curled and pinned up into a bun, the front swept to the side.

You step out of the room and onto the top of the staircase, looking down to see Keigo already in a suit and waiting. He looks up, eyes sparkling when they settle on you. Your heart bursts of affection- he always does this. Whether you dress to the highs or like a beggar, he looks at you like you're the most beautiful thing he's ever laid his eyes on.

Feeling your cheeks flush, you slowly climb down the steps, your husband meeting you at the bottom. He drinks you up slowly, his chest rising before shakily lowering back.

"Beautiful..." He whispers, soft fingers caressing your cheek.

"Thank you." You kiss his open palm, leaving a lipstick stain. "What are we having for dinner?"

Keigo's eyes are stuck on you lipstick stain and you watch his throat swallow. "May I have you instead?" He asks, his eyes filled with heat, making you chuckle.

"No, you may not, because I'm hungry for some real food." You cup his cheek for a moment before stepping to the side, making your way to the waiting car in the driveway.

He takes you to a restaurant that serves an array of european dishes. Not long after, you have a food baby and are tipsy on what you claim to be the best wine you've ever drank.

By the time you finish, you decide to take a little walk around the small town. His suit jacket hangs on your shoulders with your clasped together.

You try to hold it in, but the searing pain from your feet makes you hiss and wobble. Keigo immediately catches you, "What's wrong?"

You sigh, looking up at him with a pout. "My feet hurt. Heels are too high."

Keigo smirks before getting down on one knee.

"We're already married." Your reminder earns you a hearty laugh from him.

"I'm trying to undo your shoes, dummy."

"Oh."

He swiftly undoes the clasps of your heels, taking the pair. Before you take another step forward, he scoops you in his arms, your immediately wrapping themselves around his neck.

"Keigo?"

"Hold on tight, love." He whispers.

You get a second to process what he means by that before his wings stretch out, pushing the both of you off the ground.

"Keigo!" You scream, tightly clutching onto him as he laughs loudly.

"Shouldn't you be used to this by now?" He yells through the air.

"I'm full and I'm drunk! You're gonna make me throw up!" You yell.

He simply laughs, his arms holding you possessively onto his chest. "Not yet, my love."

You look up at him questioningly before finding the courage to look down, enraptured by the beauty of the city below you. Before you know it, you catch a glimpse of the shoreline before dark blue waters meet your gaze.

"If you drown me, you'll be the worst husband ever." You frown, receiving a snicker from Keigo.

"Don't worry, love. We're almost there." At his words, you look infront of you, noting how the angry waters eventually grow calm until finally, they're as still as mirrors. Scratch that, they're exactly like mirrors.

The stars twinkle and shine brightly above you, as well as below you. It's as if you're in outer space. The sight around you is exquisit, bewitching, alluring, captivating—it's divine. You see millions upon million of stars all around you. Tears fill the corners of your eyes at the tantalizing scene.

Keigo looks at you and you feel him slowly lower you, right above the water. "Lower your feet for me." His request has you immediately dropping your feet.

He hovers the both of you just above the water, only your tippy toes grazes the top of the water, creating a circular ripple effect, making the stars in its reflection dance.

"Beautiful..." You gasp, charmed by the sight.

"Not as much as you." Keigo mutters, pressing a soft kiss on your forehead. "I love you."

"I love you more."

"Love?" You call out.

He hums in response, the silence relaxing.

"How much did you spend just today?"

You feel your husband freeze at your question. It's incredible how Keigo's spending problem only occurs when you're involved.

"You want me to sugarcoat it or-"

"Give it to me straight."

"A little over a hundred yen..."

You look up at him, unamused. "Keep lying."

"A hundred... Thousand?" He offers, averting his gaze.

"You take me for an idiot?"

Keigo sighs, burying his nose on the top of your head. "Million."

You huff out an irritated breath before melting back onto your husband. He's lavish when it comes to you, but it's one of the few ways he likes to show you off.

ENJI TODOROKI

Your heart pitter-patters on your chest as you squeeze your gold clutch tightly. You're nervous- and it's justifiable. You've had the fattest crush on your boss ever since you were hired as his secretary, and when he was invited to an auction with the choice to invite a plus one, he chose you. Warranted, you are his secretary, so he may need some assistance.

Stop being delusional. This is your job. Be professional.

But your flaming cheeks aren't listening to your brain. Your dress feels too tight, and your skin feels like it's been lit on fire but the cold breeze of the night cools it down.

I'm gonna end up sick.

Just as you're calming yourself down, you see a black sedan stop right in front of your lawn. You quickly make your way towards the car, opening the door only to be greeted by a strong scent of expensive perfume with a hint of musk. Your eyes immediately fall onto the one man you can't have.

He's tapping away at his phone and you can't stop the wave of disappointment engulfing you. You wanted to see his reaction to the dress you picked out.

Stop it, he has a family for Christ's sake!

You silently hop on. As soon as you close your door, the car speeds off.

"This auction is also a masquerade." He mentions, pushing a black eye mask towards you. Despite being black, it sparkles under low light.

Black glitters.

Did he find out the kind of dress you were gonna wear? The masks suits it perfectly.

As you inspect the mask, you steal a glance at him to see he's still on his phone. Rejection clenches at the stupid muscle in your chest, but you try your hardest to ignore it. You put on your mask, softly tying the black ribbon at the back of your head to keep it on.

A few minutes of silent torture passes by until bright lights finally engulf the car. "We're here, sir." The driver announces.

Endeavor taps away at his phone for a few more moments before pocketing it, letting out a tired sigh. Both passenger doors are opened and a young man in a simple black and white suit offers you his hand. As soon as you're about to take it, a bigger, much rougher hand pushes it away.

"I'll help my date down myself. Thanks." Endeavor's voice is rough and deep, but that isn't what makes you gawk at him.

"Date?" You repeat his word, making him look at you. The blue eyes under his red mask brighten when his gaze finally drops on you.

He looks at you from your mask down to your toes, and back up. He does so slowly, that even after you've placed your hand on his, he doesn't budge. Doesn't make a peep. The only thing moving is his eyes drinking you in slowly. And the movement of his throat as he swallows.

Welcome to another episode of: I'm not delusional! I swear my boss thinks I'm hot aswell!

Finally, Endeavor clears his throat. He steps to the side, allowing you to hop off the car. The cameras' flashes increase when the paparazzi notice that Pro Hero Endeavor has brought a date.

"Endeavor! Who's your date??"

"Is she someone special?"

"Is your date being paid?"

The both of you walk through the red carpet as questions are being yelled at.

"Your family back home will see you've brought a date! How do you think they'll feel?"

Your head snaps at the direction of the voice, your eyes scanning the crowd for a moment before they finally settle on a bald guy. You slip your hand from Endeavor's, striding towards the nosy fuck before quickly grabbing the lense of his camera. Your crush it in one easy squeeze, silence falling among everybody else.

"You're here to take pictures. You already know you aren't getting answers from us, so why set yourselves up for failure?" You glare across the crowd of people, making sure your words aren't directed towards baldy alone. "Snap your pictures, send them to your employers, and shut the fuck up."

Your eyes return to baldy once more, noting the sheer sweat forming all over his head. "Send the bill over to Endeavor's secretary, she'll take care of it." You tell him before flicking the bits of camera you have on your hand.

Returning to Endeavor, you hook your arm on his, and continue walking, waving and smiling for the cameras as if you aren't anxious about what you just did.

Did I do good?

Is he upset I did that?

He hasn't said anything.

Fuck, I won't have a job tomorrow. Great job, self! You've just lost an incredibly high-paying job that allows you to be close with the love of your life.

The big double doors open, revealing a dimly lit opera house. A lot of people are already inside, all of them in full glamour.

"You didn't have to do that." Endeavor finally speaks up, making you swallow nervously.

"Yeah well, I didn't like how he asked that question. As if you're doing something wrong..." Your voice is soft and unsure as you keep your gaze on the carpeted floor. You've settled on allowing your boss to lead you towards your seats.

"Don't you think what I'm doing is wrong?"

His wuestion has you snapping your neck at him, your eyes wide with worry. Does he think that?

"You're divorced, aren't you? And- and they don't know who I am. I don't think this is bad publicity at all." You defend, watching as he side eyes you.

"Anything with me is bad publicity." He mumbles, warm irritation bubbling in your chest as you clench your fist closed.

"Stop that." You demand, finally arriving at your seats.

"Stop what?" His questions goes unanswered for a few moments as you take in the private booth at the top floor. It's only the two of you here, with a button in the middle. Probably for when the client wants to bid.

"Stop putting yourself down. Yes, you've made mistakes. Big ones. Huge ones. But it isn't late for you to change and make up for it all." You look up at him with wide, genuine eyes. "You already admitted your mistakes. All that's left now is to try your damnest to make up for it, to make it up to all the people you've wronged. But you gotta do it with a genuine heart and pure intentions."

Endeavor looks at you with wide eyes, his blue orbs like the color of the sea during the peak of summer. You hold his gaze for a second,

two seconds

three-

The lights dim, grabbing you attention to the stage below.

"Good evening, ladies and gentlemen."

The first few items were boring, so you don't blame Endeavor for not making a bid. A few paintings and tables presented here and there, maybe a couple properties. You feel your eyelids growing heavy until a necklace is presented under the spotlight.

The blue saphire stones completely surround the neckline, and a big red ruby stands out dead center. It looks heavy and too extravagant to wear anywhere you'd go. But it reminds you of your big, quiet boss.

"It's beautiful." You gasp, unable to look away from the piece.

"Up next, we have an exquisite piece that will undoubtedly ignite a bidding war: a mesmerizing blue sapphire rose, intricately crafted with petals that glisten like the ocean depths. At the heart of this stunning bloom rests a fiery red ruby pendant, its vibrant hue creating a captivating contrast. This one-of-a-kind piece combines the tranquility of sapphire with the passionate allure of ruby, set in the finest platinum. A true masterpiece of luxury and elegance, perfect for any discerning collector." The host's voice echoes throught the room.

"Ladies and gentlemen, who will start the bidding for this unparalleled gem at eight million yen?" Immediately, you hear buttons being pressed, with the host yelling out numerous numbers.

"Eight million yen to bidder number twenty-seven!"

"Ten million yen to bidder number forty!"

"Eleven million yen to bidder number thirty-five!"

The price goes higher and higher, making you dizzy. You snap out of your lightheaded state when you see your boss press his button.

"Fifty million yen." He mutters to the microphone, making your heart drop.

Who's he giving that to?

Is there a woman in his life I don't know about?

Maybe it's an apology gift to his wife.

No, he wouldn't be that cheap about it.

"Fifty million yen to bidder number fourteen! Does anybody wish to go higher?" The room is dead silent. "Fifty million going once," Still, nobody makes a peep. "Fifty million going twice." Nada. "Sold! To bidder number fourteen at fifty million yen!"

"I can't believe you just did that." You breathe out, in the brink of a panic at the thought of losing fifty mil in a night.

Endeavor keeps his eyes up front, making you mirror his actions. You feel squirmish in your seat.

The next few items are as boring as the first ones, until your eyes catch a red fur coat on a mannequin. It's as red as Endeavor's hair, and it looks softer than the softest fur in the world.

"Prepare yourselves, esteemed bidders, for a truly unparalleled offering: a one-of-a-kind crimson fur coat. This extraordinary garment exudes opulence and sophistication, crafted from the finest fur of the Crimson Frost Lynx, a legendary creature said to roam the forests of the North." Your brows furrow at the statement.

Aren't those Lynxes extinct?

"Its rich, deep crimson hue is unlike anything you’ve seen, making a bold and timeless statement. Lined with luxurious silk, this coat is not just a piece of clothing but a work of art. Perfect for the most discerning fashion aficionado, it promises to turn heads and capture hearts. Let's open the bidding for this exclusive masterpiece at twelve million yen. Who will claim this ultimate symbol of luxury?" As the announcer ends, only a few buttons are pressed this time.

"Twelve million yen to bidder number thirty-eight! Does anybody wish to go higher?"

"Fifteen million yen to bidder number twenty!"

Once again, Endeavor presses his button, mumbling "Twenty million."

"Twenty million yen to bidder number fourteen!" As the house quiets, the announcer scans the crowd. "Twenty million yen going once' Twenty million yen going twice!"

A soft buzz sounds, your head snapping to its direction. It came from the booth right beside you.

"Twenty five million yen to bidder number fifteen!"

Endeavor presses his button once more, mumbling a headache-inducing "Thirty million."

"Thirty million yen to bidder number fourteen! Thirty million going once! Thirty million going twice! Sold! To bidder number fourteen!" The confusion is written across your face as you turn to your boss.

"A necklace, and now a furcoat? Sir if you wanna crossdress-"

He holds a finger up, effectively silencing you. You bite on your lower lip, huffing when you hear a knock to your right. The both of you turn to the sound.

"Who are those gifts for, Endeavor? Got a new lady friend?"

Hawks.

"Mind your own business." Endeavor grits out before returning his gaze to the stage.

You can't help but feel anxious about the other Hero's question.

Who are the gifts for?

Whenever her eyes twinkle, I can't help but press the button. It's like a magnet and my finger's made of metal. My eyes have been shifting to her everytime a new item is shown, and everytime I get a reaction of awe, my button is immediately pressed.

My secretary should be off-limits. If I were to ever make a move on her, it'd be as obvious as the sun and the backlash would be unforgiving. But my want for her seems to outweigh reason.

Fuck tha backlash. This woman is meant for me.

I can see it in the way she sees me.

When the auction ends, I offer my hand to her once again and we make our way to different offices meant for different bidders. Privacy is their utmost importance here, so I don't have to worry about other people looking at my woman.

"Good evening, Mr. Todoroki. This is your billing for tonight." The man hands a sheet of paper to Endeavor and you take a peek at it.

Two necklaces, a bracelet, a ring, a set of earrings, two more fur coats, a vase, and three porcelein statues of cats.

"Five-" Your eyes nearly bulge out of your sockets. "Five hundred million yen?! Sir, please excuse me, but you do not shit out money." You chastise, your brows knitting in worry.

"Stop yelling, I'm right beside you." Your boss huffs, pulling out a check. He scribbles the amount on it before his signature, sliding it towards the man behind the counter.

"Let's go, I'm tired." Endeavor turns around, walking towards the door. You run after him, struggling in your heels but eventually reach him.

"Oh! Mr. Todoroki! Shall we deliver the goods to your office or your home?" The man calls out.

Your boss stops in his tracks, craning his head to you.

"My assistant will write down her address for you. Deliver it there."

Your jaw falls, it's like your brain has disconnected from your body. "What? No! Just get it delivered to whoever you were gifting them to!"

Endeavor raises a brow, tilting his head to the side. "That's exactly what I'm doing." He says it as if you were an idiot.

"You- I'm sorry?"

"Apology accepted. Make sure you wear that necklace tomorrow night." He pushes the door open, walking down the marbled floors of the foyer.

"What's happening tomorrow night?" You ask, out of breath as you continue to struggle in your heels.

"We're going on a date."

And your heart does a backflip, lifting a middle finger up to the world. Fuck you all! I told you I wasn't delusional!

[click here to read endeavor having his way with you in the private booth]

[throwawayhero]

hi!! could you do a kirishima bf headcanons? i feel like nobody ever writes for my boy, thank you! 🫶🏽🫶🏽

Of course omg??? He doesn’t get the amount of love he deserves ong. One of the best characters imo, kill me if I'm wrong!! He’s been my favourite for YEARSSS and I will never get tired of him. Some of these are a bit random but I hope you enjoy!! ❤️

Eijirou!Kirishima who always walks to school and/or class with you. He’ll wait for as long as you need him to with little to no complaints (most of the time..)! He’ll just hang around in your dorm trying to look unsuspecting as he looks at your stuff while you rush to get ready. He especially loves to snoop through your trinkets.

“.. Hey, I didn’t know you still had this!”

“Neither did I..”

“Oh—“

Eijirou!Kirishima who actually takes care of his physical appearance/personal hygiene. He doesn't have a sociopathic 30 step skin care routine but don't be surprised when his bathroom drawer is full of hit or miss products that he's tried out. Will give tips about finding good products if asked about it. He always smells SO good. He also has hair products he uses to get the red dye to last longer.

"Hey, can I borrow this?"

"That made my skin super irritated, try this one."

Eijirou!Kirishima who always supports you and your hobbies, even if they only last a week. He's always up for being a test subject of sorts. Painting/drawing? He's ordering you top quality paints and pencils. Reading? Tell him about the characters, the drama, the romance, the plot twists, he's invested. Crochet/knitting? He's wearing the sweater you made him, even if it is a little bit itchy. Yoga? He bought matching yoga mats! He's ALWAYS supportive, now matter how extreme.

"Any other hobbies peaked your interest?"

"Rock climbing."

"..Sounds like fun!"

Eijirou!Kirishima who NEVER forgets to text you good morning/night. He forgot once and showed up to your dorm to apologise (You hadn't even woken up yet). Sometimes he sends little GIFs too.

'Good morning beautiful!! 💗💗💗'

Eijirou!Kirishima who has a highlight on instagram dedicated to pictures of you and things that remind him of you. He doesn't really post on social media, but when he does, 80% of the time it's about you. He also sends you a bunch of those lovey-dovey quotes from Facebook. His captions on photos are always so sweet.

'Spent the day Go-Karting with my beautiful girlfriend! Can't believe how lucky I am! #gokart #love #girlfriend'

Eijirou!Kirishima who is the KING of PDA, to an extent of course. He will kiss you anywhere, in front of anyone. Oh my GOD does this man know how to give good hugs. He's always holding your hand/wrist/finger no matter what you're doing. You could be on a walk, in a line, grocery shopping, or just sitting down together. He's always by your side :)

"..Can you let go of my hand so I can scan the groceries?"

"No but I'll help you!"

Eijirou!Kirishima who GUSHES about you to his friends. This man is head over heels and everyone knows it. He doesn't necessarily believe in soulmates but he does believe that you were the one he was meant to find. He gets this horribly happy look on his face when he thinks about a future with you that everyone can't help but laugh at. He talks about said future all the time.

"When do you want to get married?"

"..What?"

"I wanna know when to start editing my vows."

"..Editing??"

Eijirou!Kirishima who is a bit of a restless sleeper. And when I say restless, I truly mean it. This man will roll on top of you and just lay there, sprawling out and snoring happily. You have been and will continue to be kicked. One time you had woken up to him rolling off the bed.

"You slapped me in your sleep last night."

"Oops. You should've slapped me back!"

"I did."

Eijirou!Kirishima who goes all out on dates. He'll take you to a fancy restaurant and wear a suit and tie with his hair done nicely. He'll ask you to wear something pretty beforehand so that you know not to underdress. He arrives at your house/dorm with flowers and the biggest smile you'll ever see (besides your wedding day). He'll treat you like the princess you deserve!

"You're stunning, hun.. where would I be without you?"

[r2katsu]

𝐓𝐇𝐄𝐘 𝐖𝐎𝐑𝐑𝐘 𝐀𝐁𝐎𝐔𝐓 𝐘𝐎𝐔𝐑 𝐖𝐇𝐄𝐑𝐄𝐁𝐎𝐔𝐓𝐒

Ft. Eijirou, Izuku, Sero, Katsuki

WC: 651

mha m.list | gn!reader | fluff

a/n: reader has a habit of doing everything on their own without telling anybody or where they're going

Eijiro Kirishima

Eijiro stood in front of you after he asked you to come into the living room so you guys could talk after you guys have been giving each other the silent treatment. He walked slowly towards you with a sympathetic face and held your hands while he stroked your knuckles with his thumbs in circles.

"Babe, I'm allowed to get worried when I'm out there and when you’re also out but you never text me where you are. You have to see this from my point of view too ya know.."

"Okay okay I'm sorry." you hug him and nuzzle your head onto his chest "This sounds stupid but I'm so used to being out alone and not keeping in check.. usually when I go out I just go out, I don't have to text anybody where I'm going or where I'm at.." "I get worried sometimes, okay? I get it you're not used to telling people about your whereabouts but right now I'm your boyfriend…and I need to make sure you're okay, where you are, who are you with or do I need to pick you up. I just need to know that you're okay." he pulled away and looked into your eyes.

"I care about you, a lot…"

"Right…I'll try texting you next time.."

Izuku Midoriya

Izuku's been trying to get you to talk about communicating with you about when you're out. Can you blame him for getting a bit worried when you always just say you're going out and nothing else? He worries about you because most of the time you don't give him any heads up on anything.

"Y/n I really need you to cooperate with me, please just next time you're going to head out you tell me, okay?" His eyes were speaking the words he wasn't, they're pleading with you. He slowly reached out for your hand and placed it on his cheek. He felt comfort with your hand on him. "I need to know that you're okay, y/n.."

"Damnit why'd you have to be irresistible! But sure, zuku, I'll try communicating with you more." And that made him smile so so proud of you.

Sero Hanta

At the time you stepped through those doors he was already looking at you with arms crossed, disappointed. It was written all over his face. “Why didn't you think of telling me you were going out? And by not responding back to my texts?” he spoke with an unsatisfied tone. “Okay I'm sorry I didn't text you back I was occupied with training…” you continued explaining what happened and the reasoning for your absence.

He sighed letting his arms fall to his sides and he huffed “Alright fine that's fine…just tell me where you are next time before leaving me with no clue. I was worried sick about you” his eyebrows were furrowed while reaching out to hold your hand.

“Okay”

“Thank you, amor” as he gave you a kiss on the forehead.

Bakugou Katsuki

Walking through the door quietly to avoid any yelling from Bakugou which only made it worse. He was already there waiting for you on the couch in the dark, very dramatic of him but anyways. “Look who showed up. Where have you been, idiot?” He grumbled you were stammering trying to apologize and it was his turn to speak, “I've been running around like a mad man and I didn't even get a word out of you. And your phone was off, your phone is never off.” He stated, so you showed him your now cracked phone screen and explained what happened.

He can only sigh while holding the bridge of his nose. “Fine, we'll get it fixed next morning, I know w guy.” He said, reaching out his hand to slither around your waist while giving you a kiss on the head with a small whispering “missed you.”

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[midnightjewel]

Break In

A story in which you have a psycho fan who believes that you two are together and takes drastic measures to get closer to you

Warnings: An individual breaking into your house, Stalker behavior

Characters included: Kirishima and Bakugo

A/N: So sorry this was uploaded later in the day. I aim to post every Thursday in the late morning or early afternoon but that just didn’t work out for me today. So I apologize! But, better late than never!

Kirishima

As your husband drives down the street to your shared luxurious home he can’t help but feel excitement in the pit of his stomach. He loved cuddling up to you after a long day at work.

Usually he would’ve been home hours ago but this week he and a few others were working on a huge robbery case alongside the police. So it was a lot of extra paperwork and steps to take to crack this case.

Kirishima loved having dinners with you but that’s just not what could happen at this point in life, he knew that there was always next week or whenever the case had a breakthrough. But until then he was stuck at the agency until 10:30

When Eijirou went to grab his keys to unlock the front door he noticed the way it was cracked open “What the hell?” He frowned to himself, he knew how superstitious you were about locking doors before bed so this was very concerning to him.

As he pushed the door open he was about to call out for you when he heard a loud crash followed by your screams. He felt as if he couldn’t move fast enough as he bolted up the wooden staircase.

As soon as he got to the bedroom door he busted it open as if his life depended on it, inside he saw you in a corner breathing rapidly in your nightgown looking absolutely petrified and your shattered bedside lamp “What happened?!” He frantically asked you “He-“ you couldn’t even speak as you pointed to the man who was trying to escape out of the window of the bedroom “He was in the bed Eijirou!” you practically screamed in disgust at what had just happened to you.

That was all the chivalrous hero needed to hear before he became flooded with rage and completely launched himself to attack the man. “(Name)! Call the police” he says to you as calmly as possible as he restrained the man

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It didn’t take long for the police to arrive at your home and take the man into custody. After you provided the officers with your statement a wave of reality washed over you. Eijirou wasn’t allowed to be present while you gave your statement so he still had no idea what had actually happened before he found you. You had found out that the man confessed to being in love with you and being married to you in his mind which was sickening and almost made you vomit when you heard it.

Your body felt heavy as you sat at the kitchen island while your husband made your favorite tea to calm you down. “I’m here for you whenever you’re ready” he reminds you as he sets your mug in front of you.

You nodded and just began to spill what had happened “When I went to bed everything was normal but when I was sleeping I thought I felt you getting in the bed but when I turned to look at you it…wasn’t you” you felt your words get caught in your throat as you tried to hold back tears. “I uhm… I panicked and threw my lamp at him” you just stare at the countertop

“Baby, I’m so sorry I wasn’t here” he walks to the other side of the counter to give you a hug. “Are you okay? Truthfully” he asks you and you break down crying in his arms

“I’m here for you” he rubs your back

Bakugo

It was no secret that you and your husband were extremely popular with your work as pro hero’s. While there are positives to fame, it also comes with consequences.

You basically had no privacy when it came to how much fans knew about you. Everywhere you and Katsuki went you two were being photographed by paparazzi weather they were in your face or across the street, it didn’t matter.

You truthfully didn’t mind the lifestyle you had chosen and you knew that while it slightly annoyed him, it boosted Katsuki’s ego to constantly have people watching him because of how popular he was.

But things took a turn for the worse when you had realized you had a stalker. It was a younger man, maybe late 20s early 30s, he was taller and looked quite off putting if you were being honest.

It started with small things like going to every talk show you were invited to or every meet and greet that you had scheduled. It eventually evolved to seeing him outside your agency every morning when you arrived, when you left for your patrol, and when you left at night. When you had informed security inside the building that you didn’t feel safe walking to your car they happily walked you out.

You had tried to contact the police to handle this odd situation but without exact proof of stalking they couldn’t legally do anything. Of course when Katsuki found out about that he was pissed. Once he had learned of this suspicious man from you one night at dinner he swore that nothing would ever happen to you as he purchased a security system for your house online.

Your home now had inside and outside cameras, an alarm system on the door, and a brand new tall fence that was impossible to climb since your backyard was somewhat connected to a wooded area. He was taking absolutely no chances when it came to you and your safety.

But unfortunately that didn’t stop your stalker from taking it to the next level. He must’ve saw this new security as a challenge to get closer to you. I’m his mind, he was the one for you and nothing was going to stop him from getting closer to you.

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You don’t know how he broke in…. or how he got past the security system but he did….

Katsuki had messaged you about an hour ago saying that he would be home a little late while he was finishing up on paperwork so you took the opportunity to have a little time for self care.

You had taken an everything shower and dried yourself off at this point. As you put on your soft bathrobe and got a face mask out of your bathroom drawer you heard the master bedroom door open

“Katsuki?” You peered out of the doorway and that’s when you saw him. You felt as if you could pass out just about right now. “Oh there you are my love” he smiled and you slammed the door shut and locked it.

Reaching for your phone you dialed the police to get them here as quickly as possible. Following that you called Katsuki who was apparently already on his way having seen the guy on the camera

“Babe where are you?” You whispered as you move to hide in the bathtub “I’m on my way” he frantically tells you “Are you hiding?” He inquires and you tell him that you locked yourself in the bathroom. He tells you to stay on the phone with him and he will be there very soon.

Less than 5 minutes later you see the flashing lights of police cars race down the street through the blurred bathroom window. Followed by the familiar sounds of explosions.

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Within 2 short minutes Katsuki was able to get the man into custody of the police (and he may or may not have broken the guys nose in the process)

After that he rushed to get you out, picking the lock with ease he flung the door open to get you. He found you curled up in the tub in nothing but a robe, shaking in fear. His heart was absolutely shattered to see you like this.

“Baby I’m so sorry” he immediately kneeled by the side of the tub and you turned your head and sighed in relief to see your husband

“Katsuki” you rushed to embrace him and he hugged back tightly “Are you hurt? Did that motherfucker lay his hands on you?!” He frantically spoke

“No I’m okay” you reassured him and he nodded “Good, I’m so sorry this happened” he went back to hugging you

[sunnystars2023]

Ways BNHA Boys Show their Love

Group 1

Synopsis; the ways the Boys of BNHA show their Love and Affection to you.

Characters included: Katsuki Bakugo, Eijiro Kirishima, Denki Kaminari, and Sero Hanta

Group 2/Group 3

🔋👾🌀⭐️🐸⭐️🌀👾🔋👾🌀⭐️🐸⭐️🌀👾🔋

Katsuki Bakugo

Bakugo is strong and burning with passion in pretty much every thing that he does and that includes you. While he isn’t one for big and loud forms of PDA as he finds it quite annoying especially when couples makeout in middle of the hall. He will hold your hand and maybe if you just absolutely need it kiss you but nothing long or crazy.

Bakugo loves to cook even if he says he only does because everyone else is bad at it. He would cook for you and not because you need him but because he wanted to. He is also pretty observant and knows when you need things and always gets them before you can even ask him to get it.

Behind closed doors he’s still pretty prickly thats just who he is, but he’s also more open and wants to cuddle, kiss, and just be around you. He’ll give up his free time willingly for you because he cares. If you ask him to play a game,he’s there. Want him to paint your nails, he asks what color. Want to cuddle with or see him in ungodly hours of the night, his door is open.

Katsuki Bakugo is alot of things but a Bad Boyfriend isn’t one of them.

Eijirou Kirishima

Kirishima is open to PDA but doesn’t like to go overboard as he like to keep special moments behind closed doors and not in everyones face. He’ll hold your hand, put a hand on your thigh when sitting together, hug you, and kiss you but like Bakugo nothing crazy.

Kirishima is so good to you in every aspect. He’ll do everything under the moon and stars for you. He might go overboard but to him you deserve the world.

Kirishima is the type to know you completely. He knows the route you walk from the dorms to campus. He knows the times and days you shower. He knows birthdays, anniversaries, and other events. He knows you and can tell when somethings wrong before you even say anything.

Eijiro Kirishima is a lover and a Protector even when you think you don’t need it.

Denki Kaminari

Denki LOVES touching you in any capacity and will take whatever you allow because if he had it his way you guys would be cuddling and making out 24/7. He’s who Bakugo gets peeved with in the halls. So if you’re into PDA but your sweet ass he’s loving it.

Denki loves to play games and do dumb shit with sero so if you’re willing to do dumb shit and play games you guys would never stop playing. Even though he loves to joke around and have a good time he also knows when to be serious and be there for you.

Denki is also type to make Minecraft worlds dedicated to you and when playing together he’s protecting and fetching all the blocks your heart desires. He also has a playlist for every thing he does so when your with him he plays what he calls his ‘Rockin’ with Romance’ playlist that has a bunch of your and his favorite songs and cheesy romantic songs too.

Denki Kaminari is such a lover and a jokester. He can’t help you with much homework but he can always put a smile on your face.

Sero Hanta

Sero is also a silly guy who loves to have a good time. He is definitely a supporter of anything you do for the most part. He is driven by his support so the only thing he ever needs from you is your support and love.

Sero is the type to keep in touch if he’s out. If he’s going to the store, you know his location and when he gets there. Going to the mall, same thing. You guys share locations with everyone in class as a safety precaution. Sero goes above and beyond to show you that he’s safe even when he’s doing dumb shit with denki.

Sero love to make you little bracelets and rings out of his tape. He paints little patterns on the and put loads of thought into them. He’s made you so many that you have your own display in your room.He also loves to take pictures from Polaroid to just regular cellphone. He loves being able to look back on memories so if your out together and theres a photo booth you guys are in it.

Sero Hanta lights up every room you go into and fills it with all the love in his heart with just one smile.

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Masterlist <- here

Thank you sm for reading! Check out other parts for different characters! If you want more content follow my wattpad @sunnystars2023!

[curtsycream]

I read ur cg kiribakudeku x little reader and I LOVEEEEE IT IT'S SO CUTE

So maybe Ch kiribakudeku where the reader loves to nap BUTTTTTT only really with bakugou so everytime she's sleepy she crawl to bakugou (she's like 1 and cant really walk so she crawls everywhere) and climbs on his lap and start to fell asleep and when she cant sleep with bakugou she cries just wanting her daddy and her other cg tries to comfort her 🌺

Missing You

KiriBakuDeku x Little Reader

I felt bad halfway and decided that hey why not have her realize that she was neglecting Kiri and Deku by only wanting Baku. Thanks for the request though, halfway through all of them atp

Midoriya and Kirishima noticed a shift in their dynamic it started the week Bakugou was away for hero work. She acted normally the first few days he was away but the last few she wouldn’t stop crying. Out of headspace she understood that he was working but in her headspace she felt alone.

While she had two of her caregivers it still felt weird for Bakugou to not be there. He was the one that would read her bedtime stories and make sure she ate her vegetables. Yet without him there she felt as if she couldn’t do those things.

It took everything in Midoriya and Kirishima to try and calm her down at nights. They tried their luck at reading her bedtime stories but it wasn’t the same. The way he used silly voices for characters or would cut her carrots up into little stars. She missed it.

“How about Llama Llama?”

“No…”

“What about-”

“No, wan daddy.”

“I don’t think this is working, Eijirou.”

So the day that Bakugou returned Midoriya and Kirishima were relieved. Bakugou knew the second he got home that she was less than corporative with her other caregivers. It was evident in the dark circles under their eyes and the concern they held when she finally saw Bakugou.

Y/N on the other hand was happy as she no longer had a reason to cry at night. The second dinner was over and she had her bath she crawled her way into Bakugou’s lap. Her head was against his chest as she listened to his heart beat. He didn’t waste time as he rubbed her back in a soothing manner.

“I’ve heard you’ve been crying all week, what’s that about?”

She let out a small noise of surprise at his words her pacifier discarded as she looked up at him.

“I know it sometimes seems scary when one of us is away from you. But no matter what we will always come back, understand?”

She nodded her head listening to him speak as she did her best to process his words.

“Good, but also remember that when one of us is away the other two still love you just as much. We all hate to see you cry and it hurts when you only want one of us.”

Thinking back on the week she remembered how distant she was with Midoriya and Kirishima. How she would cry even when they did their best to cheer her up and make her smile. She knew they were trying their hardest to make her happy but she didn’t care much at the time.

Bakugou’s eyebrows furrow at her warbling bottom lip, “no need to cry muffin, they still love you. It’s okay..”

The sound of her crying alerted Midoriya and Kirishima who made their way into the bedroom. “Is she okay?” “Are you alright, baby?”

The concern in their voices made her sniffle was she reached out for them. Her arms didn’t stay empty for long as Kirishima followed by Midoriya wrapped her up in a hug.

“Sowwy.”

“Don’t be sorry, baby.”

“Yeah we understand, Izuku cries a lot when Katsuki leaves too.”

“Eijirou! I don’t cry!”

“Sure.”

“What’s that supposed to mean?!”

“It means sure.”

Y/N didn’t care much for their argument as she snores lightly with her head on Bakugou’s chest. A smile on her face as she snuggled against the rather explosive man, happy.

[anime-rambles]

His hair is black?

Pairing: Kirishima x Reader

Warnings: Pregnancy, Birth, mentions of cheating, swearing,

Word Count: 2500+

A/N: I am so sorry, I have been away, lots going on over the past few months, works been crazy, I've moved house and my new place has no wifi so I have to use works internet which I can only do on night shift which I've been crazy busy on because of the season. So here's a little something I've finished, more coming soon x

On a side note, yes this is totally inspired by the scene from fruits basket with Kirishima's english VA.

Summary: You and Kirishima just welcomed your first son to the world, he's the spitting image of his father, jet black hair and all. The thing is, Yuki's Uncles and Aunts, don't know the signature jet-black hair from the Kirishima clan and suspect foul play.

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Having your son was a dream come true, he was perfect from every angle. His red eyes shined brightly and his mop of jet-black hair was always standing to attention, much like his father's. You loved how your son inherited his father's hair and deep down Kirishima loved that too. You watched Kirishima rock your son back and forth by the window while you tried your best to lay still in bed. Giving birth was not as glamorous as people had said. 

There was a knock at the door and you called out for them to enter, your friends piled through the door. “OI, where's my godchild?” Bakugou shouted, Mina shushed him quickly and smacked his arm. Kirishima turned slowly and spoke, “this is our son —--” All of your friends froze, it was not quite the reaction you were expecting. 

“Everything okay guys?” you asked, scared that your friends thought your baby ugly. 

“Yep, yep, yepppppp, all good, look at him” Mina said, staring wide-eyed at your friends as they stood there with their mouths open. Bakugou had already left the group and was already taking your child from Kirishima’s arms and rocking him back and forward. Amazed by this little human. 

“He’s gonna have such a kick ass quirk,” Bakugou said to the room, not particularly to anyone. 

Denki approached Bakugou and looked down at your son. “Looks nothing like you, my friend,” he said and Sero quickly hit him on the back of his head. Kirishima laughed and made his way to you, wrapping his arm around you. “Nah, he's a carbon copy of Eijirou.” You say to Denki who cannot make eye contact with you. You smile at your other friends in the room but they all look in opposite directions, you thought it was weird but you just put it down to your tiredness from the day's events. 

The nurse entered the room and was startled by all of the extra bodies in the room and looked at you both on the bed and nodded. “All right you lot, time to go, say your goodbyes, the Kirishima’s need to sleep and get used to their new little bundle.” She held the door open for them all. Bakugou made his way to you and gave you back your son, and ruffled your hair as he left. The rest of your friends hugged Kirishima and briefly made eye contact with you. You were very confused by this but decided it was because this was new for your friend group and it was a strange thought that you were all of the age of having kids and being married, not just UA students anymore. 

Lost in your thoughts, Kirishima took your son, placed him in his crib, and returned to your side, tucking you into him. “Have I told you, how amazing you are pebble?” You giggle, putting all your thoughts out of your head and looking at your husband. “Yes, you have, about a million times.” “Well make that a million and one, because you amaze me every second of every day, I love you.” he kisses your forehead, breathing you in. “I love you too.” You whisper and drift off to sleep. 

***  (Friends pov)  ***

“Well, that was…” Mina started, “Interesting.” Sero finished. Bakugou walked ahead of the group wanting to get to this car first, before Denki had a chance to hold up the line at the ticket clerk because he misplaced his ticket again. “He had, Jet black hair?” Denki said, looking at the group. “Yeah so? And ours is blonde spark plug, get over it, its hair.” Bakugou shouts out. 

“Don't you think it's very odd though.” Denki says again, hoping his friends would catch onto what he was getting at. “Tck no, its their natural colours, babies getting their parents hair colour is normal.” Bakugou said and got into his car. 

“But y/n is not black haired and neither is Kirishima.” Denki looked wide eyed at Mina and Sero. “You don't think she cheated on him do you, please tell me I’m wrong.” Denki pleaded with his friends but on the look on their faces, they thought the same. 

“We have to tell Kirishima, he deserves to know.” Sero says. 

“This is absolutely going to break his heart guys and he looked so happy upstairs.” Mina joined in. “I can't believe she would do this,” Denki said once more and entered the joint car. 

+++

It had been a couple of days since you and Kirishima brought your baby home, you could feel nothing but happiness for your little family. Today all your friends sat in the living room, Bakugou held your son as Kirishima stood near him, you never realised that Bakugou wanted to be a dad so much before. From the moment he entered your house and you guessed to the moment he leaves he will be holding your son. Every changing and feeding Bakugou was all for it, honestly it was a lovely break. You looked at your other friends in the room and all of them avoided making eye contact, it was starting to worry you. 

“As Bakugou has Yuki covered , I'm going to be very rude and excuse myself for a shower, motherhood is not as glamorous as they say.” You announce to the room, and approach Kirishima, standing on your tippy toes and kiss him quickly. He returns the kiss and watches you leave. The hot water was calling your name. 

Kirishima looked down at Bakugou and made his way to the couch across and sat down, letting his tired bones have a moment of not moving. Denki kept shifting in his seat, with Mina and Sero whispering constantly. 

“Okay, you lot, out with it.” Kirishima says to the room. Bakugou looks up and quickly realises it has nothing to do with him and returns his attention to this godson. Mina is frozen in her seat and Sero nudges her arm. Denki takes a breath and looks Kirishima in the eye. 

“So Kirishima, we have something to say, and we dont want you to be mad and we just want you to know, we're here for you in what ever you decide?” Mina says after she clears her throat. Bakugou looks at the trio and then to Kirishima with his eyebrow raised. 

“What's going on guys?” He replies to his friends. There is silence amongst the group. Kirishima sits forward in his seat. 

“We think…well..hmmm.. You see…” Sero tried to speak but was cut off by Denki. “WE THINK Y/N CHEATED ON YOU AND YUKI ISN'T YOURS.” 

Kirishima could not believe his ears, where was this coming from and why do his friends think his wife cheated on him? Kirishima looked at his hands, not really sure what to say to these accusations. 

“You dumbass think, y/n? Y/N WHO IS BASICALLY BEEN JOINED TO KIRISHIMA HIP SINCE UA SLEPT WITH SOMEONE ELSE.” Bakugou began to shout but quickly realised that Yuki was unhappy with the noise and stood to rock him back to sleep. 

Kirishima stood up and approached Bakugou to take over, “No you take care of those dumbasses, otherwise I'll kill them.” Bakugou says to his friend, and turns to leave the room. 

Kirishima turned to his friends, “Why on earth do you think my wife, your best friend, cheated on me?” Kirishima chuckles to himself, hes angry yes, but more just amazed at how dumb his friends can be. 

“Its Yuki, his hair is black, I fail to see black hair amongst this family Kirishima” Denki says, Kirishima drops his head and begins to laugh. “That’s what you're basing this all on, my son having black hair.” He asks the trio and they all nod in response. 

Upon finishing your shower really early, you had heard the whole thing from the hallway, Bakugou stood beside you, shaking his head in disbelief. As you silently giggle to yourself. “They really don't know about Kirishima?”

 “Nah he only ever asked me and you to dye it, You should burst in there all angry and make them feel bad.” Bakugou whispers, “I’ll go put him down.” He turns to walk down the hallway and disappears into Yuki room. 

You decided to play with your friends a little, yes you were hurt by what they were saying but also you could not believe the fact that they did not know Kirishima dyed his hair. You entered to room  behind them, Kirishima going off on a rant about trust and manly hood, how you could never cheat on him and they had no ground. 

“You think I would cheat on Kirishima, do you think so little of me.” You whisper, your eyes filling with the fact tears you were making. Mina gasped and turned around, Denki and Sero following her. They all looked like a deer caught in head lights. 

Mina stepped forward and tired to reach for your arm, “Y/n please Don’t cry, we don’t mean anyt-” You pulled your arm away from her, and tired push out more tears, which flowed perfectly down your face. Kirishima made eye contact with you and asked if you were okay and you quickly winked at him letting him know that everything was okay, that you were playing with them. 

“Have I ever at some point been disloyal to Eijirou? Have I done something that you make you feel so little of me?” You ask, and pushed out a deep cry, putting your hands over your face. 

“Y/N We’re so sorry, we didn’t think, we just- ahhhh Denki help me out.” Sero said as he pushed Denkis shoulder. 

“It’s just the Black hair y/n, thats all, we know you were never cheat on Kirishima, its just babies are meant to look like the parents and well Yuki, doesn/t look like Kirishima even though you say he does, it just seemed like you were trying to push this idea of him being Kirishima’s.” You look at Denki, and Sero, and lastly at Mina. 

“You think this aswell? You who’ve known Kirishima the longest believe Yuki doesn’t look like him.” Kirishima joins your side and holds you, trying to smirk and how naive your friends are being. 

“Yes, Denki wen’t off on a path and we all followed, Kirishima a natural red head, it just makes sense but believe me, we dont mean to hurt you at all, either of you.” She says. 

“YOU DUMBASS” Bakugou shouts from behind you all, and pushes past you and Kirishima. 

“Hair colour and Eye colour means nothing about the parenthood of the child, its all to do with genes and supressive genes, and Mina you all of all people, Im shocked at.” He begins again, “KIRISHIMA IS NOT A NATUAL RED HEAD”

All three friends turn to you both, your tears and stopped and your face wiped. 

“Now whos the dumbass Bakugou, His hair is obviously red, look!” Denki pointed. Bakugou tried to grab from Denki, releasing a few crackles of his quirk and Sero tired to stop him. Meanwhile Mina just stood, staring at Kirishima’s hair. 

Suddenly she gaped out loud, throwing her hands over her face and began to cry. Sero, Denki and Bakugou all stopped. Mina walked forward and collapsed in your arms. “Y/n please, please, please forgive me, i’ve been an awful friend.” She sobbed and you tried to comfort her. 

“Mina, why are you apologising?” Denki asked. 

She turned in your arms, and looked at the males, “Becasue Kirishima isn’t a redhead, he has black hair, I can’t believe I forgot.” She cried again. 

“Mina, Kirishima’s does not have black hair look at his roots? His eyebrows? They are all red?” Denki spoke again. 

“Denki, my natural colour is black, hence Yuki, looking like me, I’ve just been dyng it since I joined U.A. back in the day.” Kirishima spoke up. 

“Nu huh, you’re lying.” Denki said. 

“No I am not lying, I do really have black hair.” Kirishima repesponded. 

“Nope, lies.”

“Denki, believe me, he does have black hair.” You respond. 

“How would you know, you both met in U.A.” Denki said, looking straight at you, you shock your head and spoke. 

“Well for starters who do you think dyes his hair, and he’s my husband.” 

“What does being Husband and Wife have to do with it.” Denki says putting his hands on his hips. 

“Oh my god, Kirishima just show him.” Bakugou huffed and held onto Denki’s shoulder throwing him towards Kirishima, who caught the blonde before he fell over. Kirishima just rolled his eyes and pulled Denki towards the bathroom. Bakugou looked at Sero and raised his eyebrow. 

In the distance you could still hear Denki complain and ask what he was doing, suddenly it went quiet and a scream busted through the air, followed by someone running down the hall. Denki appeared all flustered, Kirishima appeared behind him and length against the doorframe all smug with himself. 

“Black hair, definitely black hair.” Denki said and his shoulders dropped. 

“You sure you dont need convincing Sero.” Bakugou asked. 

Sero looked at Denki, then at Kirishima and lastly at Bakugou. “Nah I’m good, I believe you.” 

Denki dropped to his knees in front of you, and held your hands. “Y/n, I am so sorry that I turned everyone against you, and made them believe that your cheated, I can’t believe I was so stupid, of course Yuki is Kirishima’s and Yours, and I am willing to spend the rest of my life making it up to you, it wasn’t cool.” 

“I’m really sorry y/n.” Sero spoke up, Mina spoke her apologies again. 

“I am not going to lie, I am pretty hurt by what you guys thought I did, that I would ever cheat on Eijirou and ruin our happiness, I am not sure I am ready to accept this apology but for the moment we can continue on from this moment.” you said to them and pulled them all into a hug. They all understood and hugged you back. 

There was a breathe of silence and you spoke up, “So when will it be funny at the fact that Denki was forced to look at Eijirou’s cock.” Bakugou was the first to laugh and everyone joined in, while Denki just stood like he saw a ghost. 

“I don’t know y/n whats worst, having a baby or having sex with Kirishima, mans a horse.” Denki spoke and tried his best not to make eye contact with Kirishima. Everyone bursted into laughter. Kirishima walked forward and hit Denki on the back of his head and then pulled him under his arm and rushed his knuckles against his hair. “Don’t talk about little Eijirou like that.” 

“There is nothing little about, little Eijirou, Kirishima.” Bakugou spoke up amongst the laughter. 

“Wait, how would you know.” You asked Bakugou, raising your eyebrow. 

“Do you hear that? I think Yuki is crying.” Bakugou ran off down the hallway. 

“No Katsuki, not so quick, theres a story in there somewhere.” You ran after him. 

Your house filled with laughter once more.

[arbiterofsecrets]

we finished our banquet around 2 days ago <3

this is a lil drabble of what i think the characters after the text did with you/your oc during prom (inspired heavily by me and my gf's moments during the banquet)

warning(s): tooth rotting fluff, words, a lot of 'em, reader x character, oc x character, not edited, i did this at 1AM, CHARACTERS ARE BELOW THE LAST DIVIDER

panic sets in at the thought of your partner not being able to make it in time for the entrance. that's when they walk in the lobby with the biggest dorkiest smile, their steps light and swift. their goal was to get to you first, to ease the panic that they knew has wafted throughout your body, through your hand that has been relentlessly checking your phone that's expecting a message from them, and through your anxious tapping foot.

you scold them lightly for arriving at such a time, and they could only chuckle and smile while apologizing. it took no effort to forgive them, of course. not when they looked splendid. their clothing perfectly tailored onto them. it didn't matter if they rented, had it adjusted, or made it themselves. they looked wonderful, they stole the lingering stares, just like they stole yours. they held your hand, theirs warm and comforting your cold, numb one.

-

here comes the cotillion. you two dance with practiced steps along with your other partnered friends and batchmates. funny how you gaze at each other with knowing smiles, yet turn to face opposite directions out of the fluttering feeling lingering in both your chests. there were a few wrinkled steps that could have been executed better, but you were both having fun nonetheless.

-

the floor was free to dance for couples of both the juniors and seniors. your batch specifically announcing the songs, and encouraging anyone and everyone to reach the dance floor with a partner.

with newfound confidence, you stand up. your hand reached out to your partner, a soft toothy grin plastered on your face. as if expected, they grab your hand with firm assurance and haste.

your acquainted batchmates and familiar friends of your relationship woo's and wow's were heard and echoed throughout the banquet hall. the teachers only smirk at the nearby table with a, "i knew it" face.

your arm wrapped around them, their's around yours. you both hug each other's body. the coldness of the air conditioning slowly fading with the ribboning warmth circling around your bodies. each step made was simple as you turn and swirl. the monitor in the middle of the hall taking a favorite in you two as whoever is handling the camera keeps switching to you both every other second.

the music seeps into both your ears, the familiar native language turns into honey as you hear the words that you start to quietly sing to the sweetheart view in front of you. the lyrics of the want and need to dance with your partner slowly, and even until the music stops, you would sing acapella into their ear.

-

at the time of rest, you hold each other's hands. laughing and smiling—the glimmer in the eyes of you two viewed by outsiders are like strips of the milky way painting itself in. as the others look at you both, you only see each other.

-

with each love song that plays, another dance is ignited between you two. as a promise was kept the first night you two had confessed, "every love song is a confession from me to you."

character(s): shoto todoroki, izuku midoriya, eijirou kirishima, yaoyorozu momo, hanta sero, hitoshi shinsou—bnha; yuuji itadori, yuuta okkotsu—jjk; sal fisher—sally face; miles morales, gwen stacy, pavitr prabhakar—atsv; koshi sugawara, atsumu miya—hq

[iisasarcasticlittleshite]

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

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

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

Let me know what you think!

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

Never, never have you shed a single tear.

Or at least, not in front of them.

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

He's obnoxious, but, consistent.

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

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

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

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

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

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

"Let's get you home, hero."

[rumisgf]

KIRSHIMA BOYFRIEND HEADCANONS

summary: kiri boyfriend hcs because he needs more love. also this has been in my drafts for too long but i finished it y’all, round of applause!

includes: fluff, female pronouns, black!reader cs duh, crack

✧ and the best boyfriend award goes to

✧ before y’all even started dating he was always so sweet to you, opening doors for you whether it was at the food place or a car

✧ he has absolutely no shame making sure whenever he’s around, you never have to lift a finger

✧ he helps you up the stairs, buys you food whenever you’re hungry, even ties your shoes for you

✧ i mean he’s your boyfriend, it’s manly!!

✧ speaking of, one of the most attractive things about him is how good he is with kids

✧ if you have nieces/nephews or baby sibling/cousins they definitely adore him and it’s so sweet

✧ and when you get far enough into your relationship, he’s eager to express that he does wanna have kids one day

✧ if you let him pull out his list of baby names he will be so happy

✧ i think eijirou is one of the men very comfortable in his masculinity compared to all the other men he’s around

✧ not to say they aren’t, but he definitely has no issue doing things deemed as “feminine” in the slightest

✧ besides, manliness to him is about not always having to prove you’re manly. you’re simply just manly.

✧ kiri will let you do his makeup all the time and he’ll post pictures on his story after

✧ and he’ll love if you do things deemed as “masculine” with no shame

✧ no matter how it sounds out loud, he’ll be like “my gf is so manly i love her”

✧ yes, you wanted to pop him the first time you heard him saying but it’s truly just how he talks he can’t help it😭😭

✧ (one time he called mina manly as a compliment and she smacked him dead in his face, though, so he doesn’t say it often)

“wow babe, you’re so manly!”

“thank you eij— wait.”

✧ even though he’s willing to do it in a heartbeat for you, kirishima has a hard time letting you buy him things

✧ it’s one traditional standard he can’t seem to shake and even then he just feels bad for some reason

✧ but weirdly, he still likes when you ask even if he’s just gonna say no😭

✧ it makes him feel bubbly that you still wanna spoil him too and maybe he’ll let you a few times

✧ one thing kirishima loves is helping you do your hair

✧ he already dyes his hair himself so i feel like he’ll be very knowledgeable about hair care

✧ and he’d do his own research for you

✧ mans learned how to part hair, he oils your scalp for you, even washes your hair for you, and he learned how to braid

✧ in return he loves when you help him dye his hair whenever his roots grow in too dark

✧ this man can barely go to sleep without cuddling you it’s starting to concern his friends a lil

✧ it’s the one thing he looks forward to at night and he always hold you so tight

✧ which is completely fine because i feel like he’d also have warm skin

✧ he’s definitely the type of boyfriend to refer to you as his lady

✧ he definitely has clips floating the internet of him calling you that during interviews at hero galas

“oh, tonight i’m here with my lady!

“i’m sure she’s somewhere, she’s still a little camera shy.”

✧ if you’re the quiet type, he absolutely has no problem speaking up for you or just talking when you’re too nervous

✧ kirishima loves picking you up, you could be with friends and he’ll randomly just hoist you up into his arms

✧ when he works out, he begs you to do things like spot him or sit on his back while he does push ups

✧ or lay under him while he does them so he can give you kisses

✧ although one habit he does have is hugging up all on you while he’s still sweaty after he comes back from the gym

✧ i think he’d love a partner who does sports, so if the school has any college teams he’ll try to convince you to join even if you never did sports in high school

✧ he also thinks it would be fun for you and he always wants you to have fun

✧ in general, he loves being able to make you smile

✧ if you’re ever having a bad day, he’s the best at giving advice or just comforting you

✧ and not to mention, gives top tier hugs

✧ when you start crying about anything he literally drops everything and runs to you

✧ to the point where even your friends will text him whenever you do and he’ll be there in an instant

✧ eijirou absolutely loves giving you flowers

✧ he’ll seriously find any excuse to show up wherever you are with a bouquet in hand ready to give to you

✧ valentine’s days? flowers

✧ birthday? flowers.

✧ passed an exam? flowers.

✧ having a bad day? flowers.

✧ having a good day? flowers.

✧ just because he felt like it? flowers

“awww this is so sweet baby, but what’s the occasion?”

“don’t worry about it sweetheart, just pose with ‘em so i can take pictures of your pretty self.”

✧ in conclusion, he’s the man of your dreams

@ rumisgf

[strawhatkia]

love you more when the day is new.

INCLUDES ! katsuki bakugo, eijirou kirishima, and hitoshi shinsou x black!fem!reader

GENRE ! fluff

SYNOPSIS ! weekend morning antics or, what it's like to wake up to the boys !

WARNINGS ! y'all live in an apartment (not the dorms), characters have been aged up, if i miss anything let me know (it's so fcking late)

WORD COUNT ! i have no clue...

A/N ! imma do a pt.2 because i wanted to add sero and izuku but i can't fucking focus so y'all have this for now !

SONG SUGGESTION ! breakfast in bed by rayana jay, breakfast by fana hues, one love by cleo sol

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— ☾⋆⁺₊🧨💢✧ KATSUKI BAKUGO !

with how early this boy goes to sleep, waking up before him is quite literally impossible

usually it's you waking up to him on his phone as he rubs your side with his free hand, tucking you in closer to his chest while looking the most relaxed you will ever see him

he always knows when you're about to wake up, and og i am not kidding, the boy picks up on when you're heart rate changes

but there's a reason, i promise ! kats is vv afraid of losing his hearing one day due to his quirk so he kinda asked recovery girl to teach him how to pick up on someone's pulse from their neck

after that, he always positioned himself so you would be laying on his arm and his hand would be on your neck some how cute right?

this is the best time for cuddles because he is so pliant and peaceful and warm

the moment you look like you're getting up, he immediately puts his phone down (he really didn't care for it but he was bored waiting on you to wake up)

he quietly accepts your hug, tangling his legs with yours and tucking his head into your neck with a sigh as you slowly wake up

"morning suki" "g'morning" "did you sleep okay?" "hm...i was bored waiting on you" "my bad, how long did you wait?" "not long...go to bed early" "not everyone is an old man like you kats" "shut up, talking shit this early- don't laugh-"

his arms tighten around you when you shift and he continues to rub circles on your back and rub your sides in hopes of you getting to relax more so you don't get out of the bed

"babes, we gotta get up" "hm." "we can't stay here all day" "like hell we can't" "kat-"

prepare for some soft kisses to shut that nonsense up because he ain't hearing none of it

i feel like if you had a scarf on and the knot was pressing into his face, he would just snatch that shit off in the middle of your sleep and either redo it or put a bonnet on for you

"kats...where's my scarf?" "hm? i took it off" WHAT-" "the damn knot was hurting my face" "...i oughta whoop yo ass" "oh shut up, i know you feel that damn bonnet on your head ! it's not like i left your head unprotected !"

how he gets away with taking it off without you noticing is a mystery (and a profound skill)

when it comes to breakfast, he is definitely making it and no you can't help

"one of these days you'll get tired of making breakfast every morning we have off" "dumbass, if that day comes i'm either sick or you need to come knock some sense into me" "i can cook, kats, you do know that right?" "i didn't ask, you do know that right?" "aight, nigga-"

he'll never say it out loud, but you're his girl and he's supposed to take care of you so breakfast is the least he can do; plus you're still sleepy, he doesn't want you to burn yourself (never mind the years you spent making breakfast for yourself)

big on french toast with brioche bread just because he can and he loves the way you struggle a lil to bite into that thick ass piece a bread ; you stuffing your face with food he cooked always makes him happy

(if you're the type of person that dances or hums or makes a face when eating good food, just know he's looking for that cue and won't be satisfied until sees it)

also food = love pipeline !

— ☾⋆⁺₊🐈‍⬛🌀✧ HITOSHI SHINSOU !

you always wake up first, always

toshi has trouble sleeping most days and with him being a stealth hero, sleep often alludes him

sleeping with you helps as much as it can but he still struggles sometimes so in the morning, you let him sleep as long as he wants

i'd like to think that he runs a little cold most nights so the bed being warm is important to him sleeping peacefully so in the morning when you wake up, you don't get out of the bed too quickly

he's such a cat, even in his sleep, so cuddling with him will get you an immediate response; if you tuck him into you chest and rub his back, he'll snuggle closer to you and sigh, relaxing even further into your hold ; if you kiss his forehead and rub his side, he'll roll into your touch; if you try to spoon him and nuzzle into his back, he'll hold your arms in his hands, stroking his thumb against your forearm

blankets *

it's getting out of bed that is incredibly hard because there's a chance he'll wake up which we don't want= mf needs sleep ; even if he sleeps for a little while long, he'll notice the bed get cold almost immediately

technically, this is the morning but y'all don't roll out the bed until noon because toshi needs sleep and you'll feel bad if you wake him before he actually gets up

great cuddler tho !

— ☾⋆⁺₊ 🦈🪨✧ EIJIROU KIRISHIMA !

one of the few times, his hair isn't trying to impale everything near it

despite how much gel the boy puts into his hair, his hair is very soft and fluff (also do to the fact you make him take better care of his hair bc whew-)

smooth, silky, and soft ! it's hard not to touch as soon as you wake up because it's just right in front of your face and so you run your hands through it (kiri definitely wakes up the moment you start stroking his hair but like hell he's moving away, to relaxed to move)

when he does want to wake up, he stretches very slowly before letting out the loudest groan and popping every bone down his spinal cord

"well damn, kiri, you good" "never better" "okay well don't break your back, old man, we ain't even got out the bed yet" yea haha very funny"

another cuddle bug but definitely more aggressive, pulling you on top of him and wrapping his arms around you while kissing your cheeks multiple times, laughing when you groan or yell at him to put you down

he doesn't

i envision kiri as the type to just go back to sleep as soon as he's comfortable again so getting out of the bed is a very long affair

even so, he does not stop trying to kiss you anywhere he can reach (ofc a lil softer than before) and humming when you kiss him back

he's just so soft and loving in the morning, shit is almost overwhelming

just letting you know, i fully believe that if you let him start or start it yourself, he'll kiss you the entire morning and start tearing up because he just loves you so much

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Chapter 16 (END) / Be my f*cking girlfriend, Menace!

Summary: After the drama is over, things get awkward between You and Katsuki… but not for long.

This is the last chapter of season 1!

Warnings: Swear words, highly suggestive!!! 16 +

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“So shock, physical intimacy, and reassuring words all together at the same time nulls the quirk out. Fuck, that’s so complicated.” Kirishima looks at your tomato red faces. Kirishima hugged the shit out of Katsuki just a few minutes ago. You swear you saw Eijirou leaning in for an actual KISS at one point, just out of pure happiness; needless to say the blonde threw him far away with a disgusted face.

“And don’t forget to note down the delusions once your mind gives in. He’s gotten so much stronger since my team had fought him.” You sigh, not too fond to talk about this but it needs to be done; people with psychotic powers are still quite a mystery and understanding their power deeply might help with a similar situation in the future.

“It’s a trance-like state. Like you are stuck in your own mind-palace and it’s attacking you from every corner. It used places from my childhood, ones connected to something important and merged them together. Then I saw all the people I… loved…” Katsuki whispers the last word like it’s the most shameful word in the dictionary; you roll your eyes at that. Hard. Then you also remember being one of the people in Katsuki’s head and you end up blushing again. This is so awkward, goddamnit. “And the quirk made me believe that they all hate me. It used my biggest fears and weaknesses against me. It was unbearable, even for me.” The blonde’s voice gets weaker and weaker as he remembers all the shit he’s been through in the last few hours; you move your hands closer to his on the sofa, your pinky making slow circles on his clenched hand.

“It’s over now.” You whisper with a broken smile on your face. He doesn’t look back at you, but his hands relax as he laces his pinky with yours.

“I know.”

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“So about that physical intimacy part… what did you do exactly after slapping him in the face?” Kirishima looks at you two, faking a professional look, the nosy fuck. “Don’t look at me like that, I need to write a report!” Kirishima grins, not even trying to hide his mischievous smile anymore.

“You will not write MY shit down in those reports, shitty hair!” The blonde yells, the sappy mood now completely ruined. Oh, well.

“Oh yeah, I forgot to say something…” You speak up, ignoring the redhead who’s still sitting behind his office desk; you feel terrible for not saying it sooner and you are quite sure Kirishima already knows what did you mean by physical intimacy and he just wants to hear it out loud. “Sorry for kissing you without your consent. I really didn’t know what else to do and to be honest I kinda wanted to do that for a while…” You certainly did not want to say that last part out loud, but… oh, well. Every single person in this office knows about your infatuation at this point, they probably knew it for longer than you did.

“Actually, I kissed you first.” Katsuki looks away from the both of you with his face on fire. “So, I’m also sorry.”

“The fuck are you talking about?” You definitely DO NOT remember him kissing you. You would remember. Is he trying to sound cool in front of Kirishima, or what’s going on?

“Last night, when you fell asleep.” He mumbles, and by the look on his face, he isn’t lying. Or at least he thinks he is not.

Hm.

“Are you sure you weren’t already delirious by then?”

“Y/N I fucking know I kissed you. I was quirked, yes, but I wasn’t imagining it!”

There is an almost silent “awww” coming from Kirishima’s desk; you guys absolutely forgot about him in the heat of the argument. Oh, fuck.

“Can you not read the room, you motherfucker?” Katsuki asks, his eyes twitching from anger.

“Oh, I do read the room. It’s hot and heavy out here, the air sparking with electricity. Now please, kiss.”

Kirishima definitely has a death wish. You can’t help the tiny, unattractive snort bursting out of you.

“GET OUT!” You both yell, Katsuki aggressively, you giggling.

“This is my office?! You get out?!” Kirishima retorts and he has a point.

“Let’s go, you fucking menace, I can’t believe you had to start this fucking conversation in front of this nosy asshole. I’m too fucking tired to talk about this shit right now.”

You are not going to lie, Katsuki’s words sting a bit; you didn’t mean to have this conversation in front of Kirishima, you just wanted to say sorry but at the same time, the unsaid words are killing you on the inside and while you can absolutely understand that the blonde doesn’t want to talk about this while he’s still mentally tired from the quirk, he’s not the only one struggling right now…

“Look, Katsuki… y-you should go home for today.” You stutter, but there is a finality to your voice. The blonde just snorts and lets your hand go; as the door closes behind him you look at Kirishima, pain and frustration clear in your eyes.

“Thanks.” You mumble and leave the room as well; you don’t even clock out, just go straight for the exit.

Fuck this shit.

Just fuck it.

You can’t have any more of this today.

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Katsuki has a hard time understanding what’s going on right now.

First of all, this last day absolutely fucked him up and he’s not even going to try and sound strong and mighty this time; he thought he doesn’t need people in his life but that last nightmare made him realize that’s not the case; he might be the second best hero in Japan but he is nothing but a big zero without his closest friends and family. It’s a lot to take in, really; he’s always been a lone wolf or at least he thought so but clearly, he had it all wrong.

He’s a little bit thankful to Y/N for letting him go home for today; he doesn’t think he would have been able to talk to her today about anything with all this mess in his head. He knows what he needs to do and he’s not ashamed of it anymore; he needs the Menace in his life, his nightmare of a vision made that clear. He’s just not sure how to do it and how to act around her anymore; hell, he doesn’t even know what a fucking relationship looks like and he certainly has no idea how to be cheesy and romantic. He’s the worst boyfriend material in the whole world yet here he is, almost ready to take that step into the unknown, putting all his pride aside for the sake of another person.

“Steven, I don’t know what to doooooo!” Katsuki whines while he stares at the little pigeon knocking on his window. Steven looks at him with questioning eyes, clearly not able to understand the problem but he looks back at him anyway, giving him support. Talking about silent support, Katsuki grabs his phone and calls his mother, his brain on auto pilot. The idea is stupid and her mother will probably laugh at him, but he has nothing to loose.

“I can’t believe I got a phone call from my son. Are you sick?”

Ahh, yeah, he’s an asshole who never calls his mother. He kinda forgot about that.

“How did you get together with the old man?” Katsuki doesn’t beat around the bush just says it, ready to be laughed at. He has no dignity. Katsuki.exe has stopped working completely.

“Honestly, it’s quite awkward.” His mother laughs, not even commenting on his son’s weird behavior which he is thankful for. “We were dancing around each other for ages, I gave him so many hints but he ignored them all. One day, I got fed up with his shit, called him in the middle of the night and asked him to let me in… I was already at his front door. When he opened the door I kissed him senseless and haven’t left his side since.”

“That’s disgusting.” Katsuki retorts, faking a retching sound. “You can’t just kiss people without their consent, you silly hag.”

His mother laughs on the other side of the phone.

“Yes, it’s really risky, but to be honest with you I wouldn’t change it for the life of me. BUT! If I would be the guy in this scenario, I would probably go over, knock on the door and ask the person I love to date me and then if they say yes I would kiss them to make it official. That’s still a Bakugou move, but less aggressive.”

“Sounds boring as fuck.” Katsuki mumbles, not impressed.

“Hm. Or I would make a lovely lunch and bring it to their office. A love confession topped up with a handmade meal? No one can say no to that!” Katsuki can hear his mother’s grin through her voice so he rolls eyes, hoping she can also sense it through the phone.

“You are useless.” He ends the call, looking into the distance while zoning out completely.

Needless to say, he makes his way to the kitchen to finally make a proper lunch for himself; if he ‘accidentally’ makes more than he needs and brings it to his office today, that’s no one’s fucking business.

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It’s really hard to concentrate on your job today, but you would rather be here than alone at home right now. You feel the urge to message Katsuki, ask him if he’s okay, but you decide against it; he clearly needs the time alone and you really don’t want to fuck this up just because you couldn’t sit on your ass for one more day.

Thankfully, Kirishima decided to do all the paperwork for this case to let you two rest today so all there is to do in the office is to finish the paperwork about the monthly budget and stamp some random ass papers the “extras” brought in to finalize. You are a little bit hungry because you because you barely had any food today, but you can’t even think about actually eating right now; it just reminds you of Katsuki, about his amazing curry and about all the shit that came after. You’ll never forget his terrified face crying out your name while staring into the distance like a brain dead zombie. Never.

Your phone pings in the late afternoon; you are so focused on stamping the paperwork you actually jump at the random noise disturbing the silence.

Dynadick: Yo, you had lunch yet?

Okay, that’s kind of cute. It makes your little stupid heart flutter.

You: No, not yet. I’ll finish the paperwork and go home after.

Dynadick: Are you dumb? It’s 4PM! Honestly, you can’t even fucking take care of yourself without me!

Dynadick: I’m coming over.

Oh my god.

You really thought your day was about to be over, you really did not expect for the blonde to come back so soon; does he want to talk? Or does he want to ignore everything for this one day? How should you react?! What does he want to do with this whole situation anyway?!

You don’t have time to break down as the door opens almost right away; Katsuki comes through the door in sweat pants and an oversized t-shirt, holding a massive tray of lasagne. He doesn’t say anything just puts the tray down on the coffee table and takes out plates and cutlery from his bag, actually setting up the table properly to eat. It’s so domestic you want to cry.

“What the fuck are you doing, sit the fuck down. I will kill you if it gets cold.” Katsuki mumbles with a flushed face, plopping a massive serving on a plate, then another. “It’s a veggie lasagne, I had no meat at home. It’s fucking good though.” He adds as he sits down on the sofa and starts to eat.

So this is what you guys are doing. Sitting and eating lasagne while ignoring all our problems. Fair play, Mr. Katsuki.

Needless to say, the lasagne is absolutely amazing. Somehow he managed to make it spicy, but you really don’t mind; spicy food is actually amazing to reduce stress!

“This is amazing, Katsuki.” You mumble, your face still stuffed with food.

“Shut up and eat you idiot, of course it is, I made it.” Katsuki smirks, stuffing his face like he haven’t eaten for ages.

“Duh.” You giggle and continue eating the amazing food he’s made for you; you still can’t believe you are lucky enough to be able to share food with him while surrounded with nothing but a comfortable silence; everyone thinks Dynamight is an absolute ass but after seeing him almost every day for months you realized that all of that is just a mask he’s hiding behind; underneath, he is caring and kind, beautiful and pure, he’s just… amazing. So fucking amazing. Ahh, you really want to tell him all of that then kiss him senseless on the sofa. Fuck’s sake.

“Be my fucking girlfriend, Menace. I want a serious relationship with you.” Katsuki speaks up between two bites, like he’s talking about the weather. You almost choke on a piece of cheese.

“Just like that?! Out of the blue?” You ask with wide eyes, not really believing his shenanigans. You had so many ideas about how to do this but THIS definitely wasn’t in your plan.

“What do you mean just like that?! We both fucking kissed each other and I ain’t going around kissing bitches I don’t lo… want something from!!!” The blonde yells, his whole face blushed from embarrassment. You really want to kiss him, even though he just called you a bitch.

“That’s fair. No dates first? Are you sure?” You ask, feeling like all of this a little bit rushed on his part. On your part… he could literally just marry you right here, right now and you wouldn’t say a single word. Well, you’d say one word: FUCK YES.

“Fuck that. I know you already.” Katsuki answers. “But let’s take it slow. I don’t know what the fuck I’m doing.” He grumbles while he averts his eyes shyly; your heart is having a hard time with this new version of Katsuki. How can such an abrasive human be so fucking cute?! Also, is this really happening? Is this even real?! Are you actually doing this?! This is so much to digest!!!!!!

“So you want us to be serious, but to take it slow.” You try your best to summarize the whole conversation with questioning eyes but by the look of it, he’s not having it.

“Fuck’s sake it’s not that hard to understand.” Katsuki stands up and starts to pace around the room. He looks extremely uncomfortable, bless his little grumpy pomeranian face.

“You are right, it’s not hard to understand.” You stand up as well, moving slowly towards the blonde. “Katsuki, you are bonkers. And a fucking madman.” Katsuki looks absolutely fucking offended… as he should be. You can’t help but grin at his dramatic face. “Don’t look at me like that, I’m stating facts. You are also super rude and an absolute fucking asshole.” You laugh and by the look of it, Bakugou’s brain literally just stopped working because he can’t even make a proper come back. You really want to kiss him senseless. “With that said… I would really like to be your girlfriend. I’m done pretending that I hate you. I’m done pretending that I don’t want to kiss you. I love everything about you, Bakugou Katsuki, the good and the bad, the way you get angry for no reason, the way you help others without wanting anything for exchange, I love the way you smile when you think no one’s looking and I adore when you hide your affection with rude words, like now. I love how you’ve barely said anything nice to me today yet I feel like I’m the happiest fucking woman on earth. You make happy, Katsuki. So fucking happy I might cry. You fucking handsome asshole.” You sniff, unable to look into the blonde’s eyes; you know how much he hates this shit and how annoying you must be right now but you just couldn’t keep it in for longer; it was begging to come out since the wedding, or maybe even before that.

“Fuck.” Katsuki sniffs back but schools his face by the time you look up at the hero. “Fuck.” He says again and things happen quickly after that; Katsuki cups your face and moves your head to the side, making enough space for himself to devour your lips in the most possessive way possible; he pulls you close, so-so close, biting your lips as he begs for an entrance right away; needless to say, you let him do whatever he wants; you let him barge in, his tongue meeting with yours in a deep, sensual dance; there is no music in the background yet if feels like a tango, intimate and slow, passionate and romantic, you melt like the wax inside a burning candle, your whole body on fire from the heat of his kiss; Katsuki holds you up in one swift move, his hands unashamedly cradling your asscheeks after you put your your hands on his shoulders and jump up into his arms; in only a few seconds you find yourself sitting on his massive office desk with Katsuki in front of you, kissing you senseless as his hands wonder around your upper legs, grabbing and caressing your clothed upper thigh like it belongs to him and you softly moan into his mouth, trying to make a proper sentence, but the sudden heat leaves you speechless, nothing but sighs and silent moans leaving your mouth as he continues kissing you, deep and slow, mapping out every single crevice he can get to. You really can not believe Katsuki can be so passionate in these situations; you thought you will need to beg for every single caress yet here he is, making you feel loved and wanted, reducing you to an absolute mess in only a few minutes; he moves down to your neck, leaving small, wet kisses all over the sensitive parts and you can’t help but make a noise again; he grumbles against your neck, making your whole body tremble with the deepness of his voice. You can’t help but hide your fingers in his hair, tugging him aggressively towards you and Katsuki answers your silent wishes; his teeth graze your skin then he bites down, you try to swallow the moan this time as it would be way too loud to let it out.

“Kats, I thought you want to take it slow?” You pant, your eyes dark from lust. Katsuki doesn’t stop kissing your neck; he licks the fresh wound he just made to soothe it.

“We will take it slow after this.” He mumbles and honestly, that’s all you wanted to hear; you pull him up by his hair and lick into his mouth ferociously, taking the lead back for a few minutes as the blonde moans into your mouth in a way it makes your lower parts tremble. You move your hand to the hem of his shirt, silently asking for permission to enter and he grants it happily; instead of letting your hands move under the shirt he takes it off in one swift move, moving closer, leaving you just enough space to let your hands wonder over his abs. You move to the hem of his sweat pants while you listen to his moans as your hands get closer and closer to his most sensitive part when the door opens abruptly; Kirishima stares at you two, hundreds of papers falling out of his hand as he stands frozen by the door.

“Bro.” Kirishima’s face is the same color as his hair and he clearly has no idea where to look; your hands are still halfway down the blonde’s pants while your other hand is hidden in Katsuki’s extremely messy hair, his nails still digging into your skin aggressively, making you want to hiss from the pain… or from being aroused, you are honestly not sure, probably the latter; your are both panting, already feeling spent even though you haven’t even touched each other properly, your lips puffed and red from all the kissing. The whole sight is obscene. Also, Katsuki is shirtless. And fuck, he looks so hot.

… well, probably you whimpering into the awkward silence while staring at your new boyfriends’s godly torso wasn’t the best idea. Oops.

Eijirou stares at you two for a few more seconds then sprints out of the door, paperwork forgotten.

“Learn to knock, you punk!” Katsuki screams after him and bursts into laughter; he hides his face in the crook of your neck, leaving a few more small kisses while you both laugh like two maniacs.

“I can’t believe we’ve only just got together, yet we’re already in trouble.” You mumble, and that’s when the realization hits you; you are a couple now. You are in a relationship with Bakugou Katsuki. With the guy you “hated” for months. With the guy who stole your heart even in another dimension. With the guy who accepts you as you are and he loves you for it. Fuck.

“Tomorrow… we start again. We’ll be a normal couple and shit. I’m going home now.” Katsuki says but he doesn’t move; he mumbles all his words onto your neck and you want to beg him to stay, you want to beg him to ignore the awkwardness and continue… but you don’t.

“Kats, we will never be a normal couple.” You giggle, happy tears pooling in your eyes.

“I know.” He grins back, and seeing the blonde’s eyes smile for the first time makes your insides churn. He’s so fucking beautiful, goddamnit. “Now stop staring at me like that, it makes me feel weird.” Katsuki pushes you away, but not before leaving another kiss on your lips. He moves towards the door in quick steps, not even looking back at you, his face flushed and adorable.

I love you. - you think to yourself but you don’t say it out loud yet; telling your boyfriend of 15 minutes you love them would probably not earn you brownie points.

Thankfully, you have all the time in the word to tell him that in the future.

The End.

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- Oh my god, I can’t believe it’s over 😭😭😭 I’ll miss their pining so much!

I would like to thank you guys for coming along with me on this journey, I had so much fun with this series and I absolutely adored every single one of your comments and hashtags! Thank you thank you thank you 🧡💚🧡💚

- There is so much more I want to tell you about this story, so as I said before, there will be a Season 2! Overall, the story will be about you two getting the hang of the whole relationship thing and about all the funny stories that comes with you two fumbling through the whole thing. If you would like to be added to the taglist for season 2, just send me a comment/ask/message! 💚 It will be suggestive + it will have a lot of comments about Katsuki’s tent in his pants (he will have a HARD time with taking it slow lol) so it’s gonna be 16+ at least but there will be no actual smut in it (only mentions.) Keep that in mind! I’m also more than happy to listen to your ideas and feedbacks about it!

- There will be a break before the story starts up again so I can start posting the Aizawa x Reader story I came up with! 1 week maximum of 2! I hope that’s okay!

- I love you guys and thank you again! 🧡 See you soon! 💚

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Taglist: @ibkg @chuugarettes @lilmaimai @nonomesupposedto @sozainturpal @luleck @notplutos @gold24fish @hanatsuki-hime

SEASON 2 TAGLIST: @iwannahaveaprettyaesthetic @hanatsuki-hime @sky179ler @cloroxisadelectabletreat @cheesenmax

[midnightpink]

a gentle thing

read it here on ao3

“What was death like?” Katsuki smiles, just barely. “Peaceful.”

Katsuki doesn't speak of what death was like until he meets with Aizawa one day. Izuku was all he could recall.

by: myky3_m

Words: 3,534, Chapters: 1/1, Language: English 

Fandom: 僕のヒーローアカデミア | Boku no Hero Academia | My Hero Academia (Anime & Manga)

Rating: General Audiences

Warnings: Graphic Depictions Of Violence

Categories: M/M

Characters: Bakugou Katsuki, Midoriya Izuku, Aizawa Shouta | Eraserhead, Kirishima Eijirou, Class 1-A (My Hero Academia)

Relationship: Bakugou Katsuki/Midoriya Izuku

Additional Tags: Boku no Hero Academia | My Hero Academia Manga Spoilers, Soft Bakugou Katsuki

Rain, Quirkless Midoriya Izuku, Midoriya Izuku Needs A Hug, Post-Final War Arc (My Hero Academia), Title from a Big Thief Song, Angst, Pre-Relationship, Post-War, Implied/Referenced Character Death, Past Character Death, Bakugou Katsuki Loves Midoriya Izuku

[vermielian]

Bands of Light - Krbk fantasy fanfic

Summary: CHAPTER 2 The ball finally ended and Bakugou and Kirishima go to their respective rooms. Although Bakugou finds himself still upset at the fact that he was placed in this situation. That is when his mother dearest goes to talk some sense into him. Lovingly :)

CW: !All characters are adults! strong language, arranged marriage, slight angst, violence, mentionsof war, enemies to lovers, slowburn, fantasy au, krbk, character x character, the Kirishimas are Pinoy🇵🇭!!, ocs, focus on Bakugou and his mother’s relationship

May be added onto A03 if I find time

Chapter 2 - Help me, Help you.

But either way, Bakugou was satisfied with how things went for this ball. And little by little the nobels that were close to the monarchy left leaving only the servants, King and Queen Bakugou, and the Queens of Keatha and their seven daughters. The comfortable sounds of footsteps echoing and plates and other cutlery cluttering together as they picked up from tables with the low buzz of conversations between the servants that were assigned to work during the ball hovered around the room.

With this Bakugou and Kirishima both made their way over to the their families as Bakugou’s parents bid them farewell and reminded them of where they were staying. Bakugou’s eyes catching the look of his mother’s, her soft stare she used while talking to the Kirishimas’ changing into a firm, harsh and annoyed look as she met her son’s. She obviously wasn’t happy at how he acted with Eijirou, and he was going to hear a mouthful of it later.

Fun.

“And with that please take care in the mean time.” Masaru finished with a smile as he held hands with his Queen who nodded firmly. Both Kirishima Queens were grateful and surprisingly pleased at how hospitable the Bakugou’s were despite their 2 year long war with each other, but either way they still greatly appreciated it.

“We will be sending over Prince Eijirou’s belonging that he will be needing for his stay here.” Queen Yua addressed to both monarchs and her son as his sisters all went towards him, causing Bakugou to shuffle away slightly. Wondering how a family could have so many kids.

“Of course! We’ll send some servants over to help make the movement easier.” Mitsuki smiled, which had both queens nodding in appreciation before turning to their son who was currently surrounded by his sisters, all saying their ‘goodbye’s and ‘see you soon’s. While some had tears in their eyes as they gave him a quick hug before slowly parting away as their mothers made their way over to him.

“[Alagaan mo ang sarili mo ngayon, okay Eijirou? Ipagmalaki mo kami.] You take care of yourself now, okay Eijirou? Make us proud.” Taeka says in a firm but loving voice as she moves a piece of his red hair out of his face and places a hand on her son’s shoulder with a smile.

“[Opo, ​​ma, ingat po kayo.] Of course, ma, take care.” The beloved prince replied in the same language, a smile gracing his features. Bakugou’s face meanwhile was filled with shock at the sudden language change, not realising that the prince beside him was bilingual. But in his defence he didn’t do that much research about the redhead prince, his heritage or his culture when he was thinking of ways to kill him during the 2 years.

And just by thinking about it makes him look away in embarrassment, thinking to himself he should’ve know that much.

Not long after the sweet exchange he and his family had with each other they all went their separate ways, leaving Kirishima with the Bakugou’s, minus the servants who were still cleaning up the ballroom.

“Right!” Mitsuki says with a satisfied clap, although the way her brows were furrowed told a whole other story which reminded Bakugou of the lecture he’ll receive from her later. “Now that everything is getting cleaned up, how about you bring Prince Eijirou to his room.” The ashy blonde Queen said, turning to look at Bakugou with a frighteningly kind smile.

Bakugou was about to open his mouth in protest, not even knowing where the said prince’s room was even meant to be, before being cut off by his mother, “It’s next to yours.” She continued, leaving Bakugou in shock. Again.

“But mother that’s Katashi’s room.” Bakugou then interjected, this time without being interrupted, a firm look on his face as he said the name. Although his mother didn’t seem to care all that much, the girl’s name not striking that much importance to her.

“Oh well, we’ll just move her room to a guest room, nothing that serious, dear” She waved off as her husband let out a soft, defeated sounding sigh while Kirishima stood between them with a confused look. Was Katashi an unknown sibling or something? A pet maybe? I mean it wouldn’t be that surprising if a prince’s pet has its own room placed next to their owner’s so…

“Tch, Fine…” Bakugou just grunts, trying to mask his annoyance but failing to do so as he turns himself to look at Kirishima. “Follow me.”

He states plainly as he walks towards the stairs and to where his room would be, leaving a confused prince to follow behind him in a frazzled manner. His cape not doing him any good either as Bakugou’s heel boots created soft thuds across the carpet that draped across the staircase.

With a quick slam of the door, Bakugou let out a tired sigh as he combed his hands through his spiky hair. That whole ordeal taking everything out of him as he walked over to his bed and leaned against one of the bedposts, reaching out to move the thing velvet curtains that shielded his bed, but was interrupted with a sudden knock on his door.

A frown quickly grew on his face as he turned his head to look at his door. “Who is it?! Just come in!” He said in a gruff and harsh voice, almost mimicking how he used to sound when he was still a teenager.

But not long after being shouted at the door slowly opened to reveal a man with tanned skin, similar to the Keathan Prince, although his skin was adorned with golden markings that seemed to be carved by angels by how elegant they looked. The Prince’s personal butler slowly walked in, his pale blue hair pulled into a low ponytail as a simple smile graced his face.

“I’m sorry my prince, but you’re mother has informed me that you returned to your quarters and needed me to assist you in cha-“ the butler started, his hands placed sensibly in front of him.

“I don’t need your assistance today, Tamotsu. And isn’t there another one of you?” He says to one of his personal butlers, Tamotsu Guerrero, the last bit being more on the joking side as Tamotsu and his twin brother both worked together for the Prince and we’re always whispering to each other in Spanish while side by side in anything that they did.

“Oh! Miyako was ordered to attend to the prince next door, my prince.” Tamotsu quickly replied as the brought his hand up to his chin as he thought back to the moment and nodded his head, correctly recalling.

“Hm, then why don’t you go help him too, like I said I don’t need your help tonight.” Bakugou then repeated, his crimson eyes staring right into Tamotsu’s. Which caused a slight heat to rise to his butler’s face as he straightened his back more.

“But, my prince! Your mother..”

“I will deal with my mother if she asks, now go.”

And with that the prince’s butler slowly dismissed himself with a deep bow and a quick shut of the door, fast and light footsteps could be heard as he made his way to the room next door where his younger brother, Miyako, was assisting the large prince in red.

Bakugou let out another sigh. Officially deeming himself socially drained for the day as he reached around his shoulders to take off his cape but not before hearing another knock on the door, this one being much louder. Bakugou could feel his brow twitch with annoyance as he snapped his head to the door- unable to say anything though as the person just walked straight in.

Bakugou was livid, ready to give whoever this was a piece of his mind until his mind registering that this person was his mother. Well Shit. And her face wasn’t very pleased from the looks of it, her elegant features shaped into a frown as she looked up at her son, closing the door behind her right after.

“Katsuki….” She started, her voice sounding tired as kept eye contact with her son, their matching red eyes holding the same emotions of annoyance, anger, and tiredness. “You already know what I am going to say to you about the ball…” she then continued as she stepped closer to him, the sound of her voice still holding the firm and harshness it usually did, but also the maternal tone of a mother, as she tried to control her anger. Knowing that the situation she placed him in was unfair but needed him to work with her for the sake of the kingdom.

Bakugou didn’t say anything about what she addressed, already imagining the words she’d say in his head. Mitsuki just lets out a soft sigh as she moved her hands to her face, trying to think of the right words to say.

“Katsuki…just please, please, try make this work. Everyone is depending on it.” She then spoke after a minute of silence, her red gaze softened as she looked at her son again, dropping her hands down to her sides as she did. Still being met with silence as Bakugou looked away, still processing her words. And albeit, their relationship came off as complicated to the people who were close to the royal family, including the servants. But passed all the shouting, arguing, threats and raw emotions everyone knew that Mitsuki would take the world on for her son and Bakugou would do the same.

“I’ve arranged that the both of you have breakfast together tomorrow, and I want you to get to know each other. Properly this time” She said, emphasising the last part like her life depended on it. “I want you to give him a tour of the palace too since he’ll be staying for a while. I have also taken most of your royal duties for the year so you can focus on prince Kirishima.”

Bakugou just sat down on his bed roughly as he huffed out his nose, staring daggers at the ground. Leaving both royals sitting in an uneasy silence as Mitsuki’s posture softened as she took another step towards her son and leaning down in front of him. This being one of the only times the two showed any sort of vulnerability to each other.

Mitsuki looked up at him with a soft expression, slowly reaching her hand towards her son’s face. Caressing his cheek softly like she used to when he was just a child. “Listen kid…I’m sorry things didn’t turn out how you wanted them to…” she says, watching as her son’s eyes looked at the area around her. In all honesty, Bakugou was still a child at heart. And ever since Mitsuki found out she was pregnant with the future king’s child she knew that the child’s life would never be the same. And as much as she tried to let him have the life he should’ve experienced if it wasn’t for her falling in love with the then Prince, Masaru, it still wasn’t enough. This therefore led to Katsuki maturing at a young age and bottling up his emotions and keeping them from public eye.

“Okay..” Bakugou then grunted out, breaking the silence that formed between them, as he slowly leaned into Mitsuki’s touch.

“That’s my boy.” She says with a smile as she stood up and dusted off her dress before giving Bakugou a firm but playful smack on his forehead, making the ashy blonde prince let out a slightly annoyed groan as he closed his eyes at the sudden change in behavior. “You better be good, or else” she then added as she let out a chuckle and made her way to the door, turning around one last time to meet her son’s eyes.

“I will, just go you h-.…just go, mom.” Bakugou says in his usual rough voice, although suddenly becoming softer as he corrected himself. And with that, his mother left with a nod, leaving Bakugou to his own devices.

He soon then got up from his place on his bed and finally took off his fur collared cape and draped it on a cushioned chair near his desk. He then walked over to his closet and laid out his sleep clothes a bit recklessly over his bed, doing a quick stretch as he marched into his private bathing quarters.

Bakugou let out another sigh as he looked himself in the mirror on top of the sink. His eyeliner and eye shadow that the maids put on him before hand were rubbing off, which he didn’t really care that much about. With a quick lean on the cold sink counter he reached for the faucet which quickly released cold fresh water, which Bakugou really needed.

The prince swiftly washed his face and gently rubbed his eyes as he finished, drying his face with the a small towel that was placed on the sink counter. After that Bakugou took the time to bathe and clean himself fully before leaving his bathroom with a towel around his waist, while rubbing another towel on his hair which was still dripping wet.

He made his way over to his bed which still had his sleeping clothes laid upon it and changed soon after. A long yawn leaving him after he was done as it was way past the usual time he would go to sleep. Bakugou then finally threw himself onto his bed. The red silk curtains that were around it, now tie to the bedposts with a golden rope, moving slightly at the sudden breeze that came from him doing so.

It was for the sake of the kingdom he said to himself as he pressed his face into the pillow, repeating it in his mind like a broken record.

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