#kirishima x poc

[slut4sugu]

just thinking about tattoo artist!katsuki and piercer!kiri w black!fem reader <33

ʚ ❀ ɞ pt.1 . pt.2

✰ tatto artist!katsuki who was finishing up on his break behind the front desk on his phone, when he saw you walk in, the pretty black girl who was gonna take up the rest of his day for a rose tattoo n your upper thigh. “You the 4 o’clock girl?” He asked gruffly, which then led piercer!kiri to come in and scold him. “What he means is, you booked for a thigh tattoo at 4 correct?” You didn’t even have enough time to react to the hot blond behind the front desk who looked like the “fuck around and find out type.” let alone his cute co worker, yet you shyly nodded. “Yeah that’s me, I hope it wasn’t too much trouble for me to come.”

✰ piecer!kiri quickly reassures you returning your smile, “no not at all! Right katsuki?” Who stayed silent before getting up, revealing a tattoo sleeve. Which you were too busy staring at to even noticed the split second shared look between the two. ‘Behave, she’s cute’ ‘shut up you think I can’t see that’ Katsuki then headed to his part of the shop walking away saying, “Won’t be trouble long as she’s not squirmy.”

“He’s just a bit grumpy, he doesn’t bite i promise I’ll be here so don’t worry. Names kiri, don’t forget it okay cutie?” The redhead says reassuringly, his wink causing a swarm of butterflies to form in your stomach for a few seconds. If you weren’t certain on what your type was then you definitely were sure now, his flirty and friendly yet dominating personality was doing it for you. 6’3, and cute? You were definitely coming back here again. Not to mention his piercing placement was just cruel. You could tell he had nipple piercing due to the tight fit black compression tee he wore, you wondered for a second what other ones he might have before recollecting yourself. “I-I won’t, and thank you.” You flashed him one for kind smile before walking over past the front desk to the tattoo part of the shop.

Not knowing on your way there kiri was checking out your hips n ass as you walked away, and the faint smell of your strawberry perfume. Though you must’ve been mistaken, you thought you heard a hushed “damn.” As you made your way over to katsuki.

✰ once situated you told katsuki how high you wanted the tattoo he began to work on you. You were scrolling your phone for a little bit before your mind started to wander, you looked down at the blondes face for a few seconds admiring his pretty features dispute the scowl he would constantly have plastered on his face. “See something you like tiny?” He didn’t even look up at you, just smirked ever so slightly making you quickly look away in embarrassment, erking a chuckle out of katsuki.

✰ after 30 minutes of silence he asked you a question, “why would a girl like you want to get such a big tattoo, on ya thigh of all places?” You made a face at him, “the hell you mean a girl like you?” He briefly laughed before clarifying, “exactly what I said, you seem like a good girl so why the tattoo?” Looking up at you from his position, his eyes inquiring yet sharp. You again felt those butterflies as you did before with kiri, before going on to explain how your grandmother had a deep love for flowers but roses were her favorites and when she passed away you wanted to get a tattoo in remembrance of her. While sharing your story behind the tattoo, katsuki began to silently check you out. Your freshly done pink French tips, your pretty brown eyes seemingly shining like stars whenever your gaze met his, and your smile god your smile was adorable.

he was quiet for a moment before saying, “sweet, then speak up and tell me if you want sum changed aight tiny?” You were going to retort back with a petty quip but something told you don’t. Was it the way his voice softened? How you thought you felt a comforting circling of his thumb on your thigh? Or how he looked at you when he said it? You didn’t know but instead you shyly nodded in hummed in response,“ thank you for taking me as a client, I know this is taking a while especially since it’s a big tattoo.”

“Mhm, sure is tiny. be lucky that yer cute.”

“wait what-”

“I didn’t stutter.”

(lmk if y’all want a pt.2 !)

[iisasxia]

Kirishima also loves black women. I mentioned Bakugou but Kirishima is definitely on that list.

You were an exchange university student and he overheard one joining the class and thought it would be great to make another friend.. but that went out the window the minute you stepped through the door in your butt long knotless goddess braids, school uniform, and beautiful brown eyes and melanin skin.

You sat across from him in the front, he couldn’t stop staring either. He was shameless about it. You grabbed a scrunchie and put your braids in a half up and half down which now gave a better view of your gorgeous side profile. He’s never felt this way but he knew if he didn’t say anything he’d definitely lose his mind.

—

Class had ended and you took a little longer to pack up since you were receiving papers and forms you needed as an exchange student. Kirishima walked out he class until he noticed you still there. He stood at the door and took a deep inhale before walking towards you.

You look up at him after zipping up your backpack, you quirk your eyebrow as you notice his lips part to say something but no words done out.

“Yes ?” you softly ask seeing if that’ll snap him out of his weird daze.

“Sorry- I’m Kirishima, it’s nice to meet you” he was mentally cursing himself for freezing up like that, he stuck out his hand to you and you look at him, then his hand, and back at him

You gently grabbed his hand and he nearly melted into the soft touch of your skin.

“I’m y/n” you softly smile at him seeing how his face begins to grow a little red.

“Y-yeah” he has a soft smile too, the only difference is the way he’s looking at you. He can’t take his eyes off of you.

“You’re breathtaking.” it was supposed to sound more like a sweet compliment but ended up like a harsh statement, he hit his tongue in response to keep himself quiet and you couldn’t help but laugh.

“Whats so funny ?” He looked at you confused, he didn’t say anything funny ?? Was it his reaction ? Or the fact that he looks lovesick over someone he just met.

“You’re just cute” you look up at him and take a step closer trying to observe his face and body.

Once more his lips part ready to say something but before he speaks you press your pointer finger to his bottom lip and look at him. Now he’s really hot.

….

“I noticed you staring at me in class. You’re cute, but you’re gonna have to get to know me first.”

You threw your bag over your shoulder and began walking out the classroom leaving him there absolutely stunned before he turned and saw you standing by the door.

—

“It was nice meeting you, Kirishima.” and you blew him a soft kiss before walking out of the classroom.

Yeah you really had him in a chokehold.

[writingwhileblvck]

All I’ve been thinking about is Kirishima. Dressed up as Konig for Halloween, getting the sloppiest, most toes curling head in the bathroom of the party your at cause you couldn’t wait to get home.

And I’m talking, double fisted, tongue swirling, deep throating head. With a mixture of drool and cum dripping down your face. This man is holding on for dear life. But he’s already cum twice. And even though he’s sensitive as hell, your pretty lips feel sooo good. And your pretty little face looks even better covered in his nut.

[bauhaus-bae]

Pro!Hero y/n with Super Strength

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

The end 😝

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

MASTERLIST

[wwwcapricorncom]

Kinktober 2023

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ˏˋ°•*⁀➷ Beloved horror classics are turned into lustful tales. For 18+ only & all characters aged up!

『 October 6th 』- ‘I Heard Something Outside!' | Friday The 13th —with Izuku Midoriya

Warning: Exhibitionism ft. Established relationship, Oral (F!Receiving), a shit ton of praise, daddy kink, voyeurism, noncon watching at first, public & unprotected s3x, Izuku = soft dom here, squirting.

『 TBD 』- “Sorry… I Just Wanted To Hear You Scream!”: Ghostface Series Part 1 —with ??

Warnings: Corruption kink ft. Mask kink, fear kink??, fingering, vibrator use, edge play, a lot of degradation, orgasm denial, choking, spitting, dacryphilia, public/ rough s3x.

『TBD 』- ‘What About The Campers?!’| Friday The 13th—with Eijirou Kirishima

Warning: Size kink ft.  ⋘ 𝑙𝑜𝑎𝑑𝑖𝑛𝑔 𝑑𝑎𝑡𝑎... ⋙

『 TBD 』- “Are You Alone In The House?”: Ghostface Series Part 2– with ???

Warnings: Voyeurism ft. Mask kink, exhibitionism, oral fixation, oral (M& F! Receiving), degradation, praise, marking, slapping, manhandling, partial public/ rough s3x.

『 TBD 』: “If You Hang Up On Me I’m Gonna Gut You Like A Fish” : Ghostface Series Part 3– with ??

Warnings: Mutual masturbation ft. ⋘ 𝑙𝑜𝑎𝑑𝑖𝑛𝑔 𝑑𝑎𝑡𝑎... ⋙

『 TBD 』: ‘He’s Inside My Dreams!’| Nightmare On Elm Street— with Katsuki Bakugou

Warning: Hate s3x ft. Wet dreams, ⋘ 𝑙𝑜𝑎𝑑𝑖𝑛𝑔 𝑑𝑎𝑡𝑎... ⋙

『 TBD 』: “Sorry About Your Boyfriend. All Those Muscles Didn’t Help Much!”: Ghostface Series Part 4 (Final)— with ??

Warnings: ⋘ 𝑙𝑜𝑎𝑑𝑖𝑛𝑔 𝑑𝑎𝑡𝑎... ⋙

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I’m back 🎃. This is a very tentative schedule that is subject to change and constant updating so please bare with me!

ˏˋ°•*⁀➷ Previous Kinktober

[ouch-thats-harsh]

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

Pairings: none! Just friends and classmates :)

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

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

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

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

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

Before long your friends were outside your door

*Knock knock*

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

But then the shock came. You danced???

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

[cosmiles]

𝟑:𝟏𝟑 𝐀𝐌

➢ kirishima’s late night thoughts

note: i always feel like my best work comes from kirishima

characters: kirishima

content: domestic fluff, light angst (teeny tiny like you have to squint!), insecurities, established gn-relationship, me simping for kirishima

words: 0.5k

What a weird time for one to be awake. Most of the population was fast asleep, tucked away in their beds with a dream of some sort playing in their mind. Yet here Eijirou Kirishima was, awake in bed staring at his favorite person in the world, you.

Surprisingly, this wasn’t an odd, out-of-the-ordinary occurrence for him. Kirishima would find himself gazing at your sleeping form from time to time, hoping to calm the ongoing thoughts that plagued his mind.

You always looked so peaceful like this. Bronze skin, which in the day shined with the sun, now glowed in the moonlight. Your curls, which bounced with the same energy as you did, were now tucked away in the bonnent he gifted you. Bright eyes, that lit up his world since the day he met you, were now softly put to rest. 

And the more his eyes tried memorizing each and every detail on your face, the more bad thoughts would swirl in. ‘I don’t deserve you,’ the most common thought to appear in his head. How could he even compare when you looked like a goddess while he had dried-up drool stuck to his lip? ‘How did I ever end up with someone like you?’, another insecurity that made a monthly occurrence. Surely, one day, your eyes would open and see that you were wasting your time. It wouldn’t be long before you walked out of his life, leaving him in broken pieces never to be whole again. You should be with someone like—

“..Eiji?” A voice, your voice, breaking him out of his thoughts. 

“Hmm?”

“What time is it baby?” 

“About, 3:13,” Kirishima said in response, as your awakening form peered toward him. 

“What a strange time for you to be up. The gyms won’t be open for at least another hour...”

“I know I was just-” Kirishima started, searching his mind for a decent excuse but finding none. 

He watched as your eyes scanned his face, searching for an explanation of some kind. Usually, this would last until you came up with the answer, but it seemed that your brain was not firing on all cylinders. Instead, you grabbed his hand, interlocking it with yours, and snuggled closer to him. 

“I love you so much Eijirou. Try to get some rest baby.” You said, right as you started dozing back to sleep. 

If only you were still awake, you would've seen the way his eyes swelled up with love. You always said what he needed here, apparently even when you were half asleep. Your words diminished his insecurities, leaving him refreshed and full of confidence.

They were the last things he needed before giving you his most prized, and hopefully yours as well, gift: the engagement ring currently waiting impatiently in the nightstand.

➢ thank you so much for reading! i hope you enjoyed and don't forget that Jesus loves you, to drink water, eat some food, and get some rest :))

➢ taglist: 🫧

@megurulvr @pnkweb @mypimpademia @dojathascammer @strcnt

[darkmajesty-xo]

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

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

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

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

Did you really think that he’d help you ?

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

That was a lie.

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

But, you’re not smart.

You’re dumb.

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

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

“Fuckin’ slut”.

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

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

“B-Bakugo , I-“

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

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

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

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

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

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

“Yeah, yeah. We’ll see about that”.

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

[shinsouscatpisssmell]

Chapter 1

Masterlist

"That's it? I got the good ending but why do I feel so unsatisfied with it?"

The city streets are bustling with noises from cars and trucks honking horns and screeching their tires to the clacking of people's shoes and idle chatter.

One of those people being you, (Y/N) (L/N), currently waiting at the cross walk for it to turn green so you can get back to work since its been up for a good 5 minutes since your lunch break ended.

"I only played it for the villianess anyways but in the end she died." mumbling to yourself and in truth that was truly the only reason you got hooked on the game after a Co-worker showed you the character , Sasha Evermore, who looked and acted exactly like you minus the master manipulator part. She was part of a otome game called “to catch a prince”, a game that popped out of nowhere and instantly became a hit amongst the crowd that includes you.

The weird part was as you started the game the parts with sasha would pang your heart with sadness,disgust, and anger but always written it off as indigestion or heartburn. You pitied her for some odd reason but others look at you crazy when you express this notation to them. Writing it off as just another one of your favs getters killed off to further write the protagonist’s narrative.

Sighing and holding the app down you press the tiny 'X' next to it and clicked the "delete app".

Only,it didn't delete. You repeated the same steps and still nothing. You hold it down and move it to ensure you're not crazy. that it was there. Trying one more time to do it; you never noticed how you were planted in the middle of the crosswalk. So into your own world you never heard the screams of the people who sat on the sidelines or the horn of the truck coming full speed and unable to hit the the brakes in time.

It was when you registered what was happening that is was to late. Your phone flee in the air and landed next to you with a cracked screen and fighting to stay on. Mangled body twitching in its last moment as people gather to gaze upon you like an animal in the zoo. Some calling the police and the trucker sputtering out apologizes. No one saw your eyes flicker to your screen that miraculously light up with a single message and angelic voice to accompany it " @яε ¥ꪮʊ яε@∂¥ ⊥ꪮ εҳ⊥я@ḉ⊥ ¥ꪮʊя яεṽεηɠε, ʟꪮ⊥⊥ʟε ꪮηε?"

Your brain bloated and swollen from impact that you couldn't recognize the familiar warm voice. It was in a instant your phone began to shake and shoot out a beam of white light that sucks you in as you succumb to darkness.

ꕥꕥꕥꕥ

"He...llo? Hello~?"

Groaning in response and holding your head trying to register what is happening. Slowly blinking trying to adjust to the light in the room.

"You're finally up?" the soft voice next to you speaks sweetly to you as the clanking of cups and bowls hit eachother until they meet a bedside table.

Sitting up and looking over you are met with the sight of a long blue haired that framed a round brown woman. Her eyes are the darkest purple that had literal stars in place of pupils and her smile she stares at you with is the brightest stunning white. She stands in some sort of white sheer dress showing off her cleavage while she tilts forward to hand you the bowl of food.

You take it hesitantly and look from the bowl back up to the large woman a few times waiting for her to tell you that you're in heaven but nothing was said. The only thing you saw was her child like innocent aura as she stays seated close to the large bed you laid upon watching as she's aswaits for you're approval.

"I'm sorry but who are you… Where am I? Wasn't I...dead?" You push the ceramic bowl away and the feel of the deflation of the atmosphere around the woman's.

"oh? I um—I am sorry," she pokes her pointer fingers together and puffs out her cheeks, " I got caught up with meeting my favorite person and I didn't bother to introduce myself. My name is Hesitia . I am the entity that brought you back to life...twice. Kind of hurt that my idol doesn't remember me." She snaps her fingers making the bowl disappear.

"Brought back? Died twice?" You could see her nod her head to confirm your mini question, " what do you mean by idol? No wait, How did I die twice?"

"That's a lot to explain. Come,let me show you." She stands at her full height of 7'2 while pushing her hair behind her ears while extending a hand out to you.

Taking it without hesitation. Being determined to find out anwsers as you get pulled to your feet. Not expecting to be wearing the same sheer white gown as the large woman but more tailored to your size.

She brings you to an open space that has tall and pristine pillars surrounding the large area. She pulls you into her side and drape her arm over your shoulder.

"You have no sense of personal space ,huh?" you ask peeking up at her.

"nope," she giggles and pops her 'p'," now shush and watch." Waving her hand the area goes pitch black except two large orbs that held two human beings wrapped up in themselves. Hesitia and yourself walk up to them your steps illumanting one by one all the way.

You put your hand against the one you couldn’t recognize with such care and stare at it with awe, " is that...me?" You look back at the brown skinned deity with stars in your eyes.

"Yes,those are both versions of yourself. Right now your soul is preserved in this room I created when you first died," she puts a hand on your  shoulder as if she knew the next question, " like I've stated before this isn't your first time being dead, my little one. The first you had met a unfair end. To make is simplier, Have you ever heard of the woman Sasha evermore?"

"You mean the villainess from how to capture a prince?"

"precisely,lovely.  Except sasha is actually you. I made the game for you not to forget where you started. But I guess now that I say it out loud, its confusing and complicated. I'm still new to the whole resurrection plot. I was just so excited to meet my idol." She scratches her cheek in embarrassment.

"how can there be two of me? And how am I your idol?"

" well I've been assigned to watch over you since I came out of goddess training ,hehe. You were so powerful and demanding in everything you did since you were born. It made me become quite a fangirl," she giggles," how there is two of you is like what I stated before. Your first life you had died by your one true ,love. So in love you had choose to walk down the road of being naive and oblivious to his actions.Personally,He was not my cup of tea but sadly I can’t interfere. That’s a Different department and lots of paperwork I don’t wanna do. But to sum up the rest you were put to death after being framed and I as your personal goddess and guardian chose to strike a deal with you."

" Can I ask what deal former me made?"

" of course!" She claps her hands together and pulling them apart as a golden contract is constructed in the space," when I brought your soul here the first time. You told me you wanted revenge on those who wronged you. Your heart was tainted black and as the rules state I needed you to have a pure and clean one in order to make that happen.  But since you are my #1 I slightly bent the rules with some help, “she leans in to whisper yell , between you and me I owe favors to a lot of my older sisters.” She squished the golden paper making it disappear.

"So am I officially dead now?"

"No you aren't dead, silly. What would happen to the story! I just had to wipe your memories and put you in your once current timeline to make your heart pure again. Sorry about the truck. I couldn’t think of another way,but now what I can finally do," she gathers you in a hug and squeezes you letting your feet dangle off the ground, " is send you back to before you met your unfortunate demise by that vile woman."

"Vile woman?"

"Tut tut. I can't give away to much information or I'd get in trouble with the big guy upstairs." the dark space disappear and restore the room to its originality as she carries you back to the bed.

"I'm going to put you back to sleep because I can’t keep you here for long but when you awake you should be back in your past self’s body and you should retain memories from your modern self and this conversation. As I can not interfere I can only allow you to have a few memories of your previous life. The rest you will have to discover over time. Now you might feel a bit dizzy it’s a side effect of gaining your past memories,” she places a kiss on your forehead, “Please remember I'll be with you, (y/n) and will check in on you."

It was her final words to you before putting you back in a state of slumber.memories from a being you couldn't remember come back to you like a train hitting you.

"lady (y/n), you are to ne the betroth to prince izuku Midoriya." You at a young age are holding hands with a green haired boy that looks to be of the same age.

"She pushed me down, Zuku" the green haired boy is now holding a brown haired girl closely to him as you’re on the ground. In a crowded place.

"Disgusting vile woman. Such a title for an orphan" this time you’re in a col dripping wet cell. Chains bounding your legs and hands together as a older man shoos away the knight that was guarding it.

Your eyes shoot open to light shining from a large window at the side of the bed. Blinking the sleep away as you look around the decorated room. Your first instinct was to look into the mirror that is across from your bed and you remember the opening scene of the game. The pajamas where the same as the villainess in the game. You try to move from the bed to gain a closer look but a hit of wooziness and a turning stomach hits you like a bat and you fall over. You try to grab onto the bed for footing but you miss it by a inch thus making you hit your head and passing out on the ground.

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[amariaaa]

Okay so I need help finding a story that was on wattpad omg. The story was about the adult my hero academia boys and their pregnant wives. I remember for sure bakugou, todoroki, and kirishima. In the story a distinct detail I remember is kirishima and his wife had twins and one died. PLEASE HELP ME FIND THE NAME.

Another thing that I remember is todoroki wife had a gem or diamond quirk and bakugou wife was quirkless.

[paisholotus]

𝕮𝖍𝖆𝖕𝖙𝖊𝖗. 6

Narrative

Play: 3005~ Childish Gambino

Nadia and Izuku were eating ramen while sitting outside the tattoo shop. She was humming at the spicy taste as she slurped the noodles. Considering how long it had been, it was a little strange for Nadia and Izuku to be hanging together.

 

Since they were young children, they had not seen or spoken to one another. Nadia would observe Izuku in silence. He had piercings in his ears and nose, and he was covered in scars and tattoos.

 

It was perhaps the third time that I had looked at him, and although he seemed to have a sweet side, he also came across as quite cold in a way. "So, Izuku, do you like tattooing?" She asked, breaking the silence. 

 

He looked at her with a "really?" Look. "Well, I wouldn't be a tattoo artist. If I didn't enjoy what I did, would I?" He said, smartly, raising his brow. 

 

Nadia jerked her head back and looked back down at her food. "I guess not." She said, going back to eat. "Ass." She murmured, making him let out a belly laugh. 

 

She playfully rolled her eyes and looked back into his deep green eyes. Despite the tattoos and piercings, he still looked like him. 

 

"Can I ask another question?" She asked him softly, smiling. He smirked at her, eating his katsu, still his favorite. "That depends; is it a dumb ass question?" She smacks her teeth and says, "Fuck you." "When?" He asked, giggling. 

 

"Do you have a girlfriend or have been in a relationship recently?" She asked, quietly. But she quickly frowned once she saw his demeanor change. 

 

"You don't have to answer if you don't want to." She rushed out. Her anxiety spiked, wondering if she had asked a too-personal question. 

 

He huffed and frowned deeper. "Yeah, I actually just got out of a relationship. We broke up, but I don't want to talk about it." He told her. 

 

Nadia nodded and told him she respected him and wouldn't ask about it anymore. He smiled lowly at her and told her thank you. 

 

Nadia told him everything that she had going on, and they just had a mini-catch-up until he told her that his break was over and he had to get back to work. She thanked him for having lunch with her and said she'd see him after he got off. 

 

Nadia started to walk away, but Izuku grabbed her hand and pulled her into a soft hug. She hugged him tightly, and he pulled away and walked into the shop. But, she could see the blush on his face. 

 

She smiled softly and walked down the street to meet her sisters. 

 

Progress....

[slut4sugu]

just thinking about tattoo artist!katsuki and piercer!kiri w black!fem reader <33

a/n: sorry if this one isn’t as good I was multitasking when I did thisss 😭🤍

ʚ ❀ ɞ pt.2

‘did he seriously just call me cute?” you tried to keep still in the chair as you started to realize just how close he was to you. You could feel his breath on your thigh, the side of his hand that would sometimes graze the inner side of your thighs while working on the petals of your tattoo. It was hard to not wanna move back a little bit or even shift move comfortably in your seat, his face was so close to well..you. Snapping you out of your thoughts you saw kiri quietly leaning up against the doorframe of the room. “Heyy cutie, hope katsuki didn’t scare you too bad.” He teased, flashing that handsome grin of his again at you. It’s like he was purposely messing with you. The way his eyes lingered on you, the way his shirt clinged to his chest complimenting his muscles and scars. It was hard not to stare. “Tch stop drooling, and shut up kiri I ain’t scaring shit.”

Your eyes widened in embarrassment, and you attempted to recollect yourself “I wasn’t drooling over anything.” You said in fake confidence, “yeah right, tiny.” Rolling your eyes you teased, “mad I’m not head over heels for you?”You weren’t expecting to see the tips of his ears grow slightly pink at your remark, “shut up dumbass.” All the while kiri grew more interested in you by the second as you teased the blonde, almost as if you knew katsuki personally, seemingly able to shut him up. Acting as if he didn’t hear you two bickering as he came in and sat on a lush couch in front of you.

❀

After finishing up one last rose katsuki sat up and began to put all his tools back, while you happily admired the roses. “Like it?” Kiri asked amused, watching your cute expression as you noticed all the gorgeous details and pretty lines on your thigh. “Yess I love it! It’s beautiful thank you so much katsuki.” You thanked the blonde, despite your slight sarcastic tone. Though he knew you were sincere. You didn’t even notice the small smile that tugged at the blondes lips while you were busy taking pictures of your rose tattoo. He hummed in response, ignoring kiri’s teasing from behind him. Ejirou didn’t even have to see katsuki face to know he was smiling, you were definitely growing on him and bakugou. “Do you have somewhere to be? We don’t wanna keep you since it’s getting late” Kiri asked, snapping you out of your happy daze. Looking up from your phone you saw how dark it was outside, “wow it is late- but uhm no I don’t actually.” Then suddenly katsuki asked you if you had anything to eat in while, you shook your head no before explaining to him you were doing errands before coming here.

“You shouldn’t be considering eating after 5 hours dumbass.” Katsuki stated, looking at you with that same unreadable expression despite his voice being less rough and his eyes looking at you with..concern? “Kats, be nice.” The redhead playfully warned. “Tch.” Kiri went on to say, “While being mean, grumpy over there isn’t wrong, you need to eat sweetheart.“

You smiled to yourself at the pet name before agreeing, “You’re not wrong I mean I haven’t really ate anything since this morning, but I’m not starving.” You were, but a little bit of hunger never really bothered you before. Besides who could really think about food in a situation like this? Despite your thoughts about the two men, your mind couldn’t help but wander to your favorite restaurant you went to on your 21st birthday. “I guess I could stand to eat.” eijiro grinned. "If you want me and kats know a bar you might like, that is if your be interested.” Did he just ask you out? You didn’t think you’d get lucky from a simple tattoo appointment, granted you definitely felt tension between the two in last 3 hours but this was definitely unexpected. Fidgeting with your nails you started to think about the idea of having a night of them but you were unsure, “Well I mean, I don’t really have anything else to do tonight but are you positive this would be okay? I-I don’t wanna make either of you uncomfortable or anything.”

Kiri was quick to reassure you, his smooth yet flirty voice was calming you down yet simultaneously riling you up, “Your sweet, but its fine I promise, I wouldn’t be asking you if we both didn’t want to go out with you.” Wait both? You were happy that your delusions were calmed but now something else was confusing you. Seeing the dots starting to connect in your head katsuki spared you the time and trouble. “We’re dating tiny.”

[fr-ogii]

I have a request but if it violates any rules or is too specific feel free to ignore

Can I Yandere!KiriBaku with reader having a haunted flower that their dead sibling can use to interact with the world around (think Abigail from don't starve) and they were it in their hair

Have a wonderful time I hope you keep doing what your doing because DAMN you good at this

flowered protector

yandere!ejiro kirishima & katsuki bakugo

x gn!reader; poc friendly

masterlist

hii this is the perfect ask, i didn’t see it until right now (4/20) i’m so sorry 😭😭 and thank you so much for the compliment

-> as soon as the yanderes start taking interest in you, your sibling starts acting more protective of you. they can sense the bad radiating off of them. the boys may think they’ve got good intentions, but your sibling can feel something no one else can - they are not good people.

-> you’ll brush your sibling off at first. sure, it’s rude to do so, but you can’t help but think “they’re just a flower now, they don’t know anything”

-> because you wear the flower in your hair, it was difficult for kiribaku to distinguish the flower and your quirk. they will 100% believe that any actions done by the flower were done by you. they are delusional, but not delusional enough to believe right away that you and the flower are two separate entities.

-> kirishima notices you first. ironically, the flower is what caught his eye first. “maybe you have a nature quirk”. he’ll point you out to bakugo who’s sitting right next to him.

-> bakugo will think you’re soft for wearing a flower. it makes you unique, he supposes. he can’t help from noticing you whenever you’re around. that flower with a mind of its own certainly helped you stick out.

-> the boys will take turns pointing you out. you’re almost like an inside joke they share. ejiro isn’t mean enough to see it that way, but katsuki loves making fun of you.

-> they don’t know who fell first. bakugo insists it wasn’t him (he insists he still hasn’t fallen), but he can’t be trusted when it comes to that. but your sibling was the first to find out they had a crush on you. there was a shift in their attitude. it became more possessive, more primal. their eyes became a bit more wild.

-> your sibling sends bad things after them. the more the boys bother you, the more your sibling will bother them right back. bakugo will find his shoe laces tied to his desk. kirishima will never eat food at the right temperature - it will always be too hot or too cold. they will be tormented.

-> it takes a lot for bakugo to hold back from coming up to you, grabbing that stupid flower out of your stupid hair, and smashing it underneath his boot. he reminds himself in a mantra that you would hate him forever if he did.

-> if he ever found a way to do so without you finding out it was him that did it, he would certainly act on his impulses. all his rational thought (although there’s not much) leaves him whenever he feels that stupid flower do something.

-> the boys have 100% had meetings on how to get rid of that pesky sibling of yours. they don’t feel as bad because they have difficulties personifying the flower. it’s not a human the way they are. so it’s not really a family member of yours they’re hurting… right?

[writingwhileblvck]

I know Christmas I over But I NEED to share this.

So we can all agree that Kirishima is a family man, right? I can see him with like minimum four kids. He is an amazing father, and also and amazing husband. And that fact really shines during the holidays. Christmas is kirishima's FAVORITE holiday, and now that he has littles with the love of his life, his love for the holiday has grown.

Kirishima will never be the kind of husband to leave his wife with the responsibility of making Christmas magical, and then just reap the benefits. Hell no. As a matter of fact his favorite thing to do his set up what he calls "Santa proof."

He will write a letter to his kids as Santa, He'll make footprints around the house with fake snow, He even adds a little glitter in the stockings and on the presents and call it Santa's "Christmas magic." It's so cute.

He loves to spoil his family so his kids and his wife will have the best toys, or tech, or clothes, whatever they want. He beams with joy walking through stores. Literally, hands FULL of bags, big ass grin on his face practically skipping through the place.

He not the best decorator, as far as taste is concerned, but oddly enough the man can hang some lights! He'll be outside with those lights like he's Martha May from The Grinch Who Stole Christmas. Your house will be the BRIGHTEST house on the block. Also he is buying the BIGGEST tree he can find cause why not?

Yeah Kirishima has giving you back that Christmas spirit you lost growing up.

[hunterbunter3000]

Ykw-- I'm in the mood to write a fic (maybe a series) about a black!fem!reader just being op (over powered) in mha because you don't see that alot on here

JUST FOR THE FUN OF IT

JUST FOR KICKS

Cause IM BORED and it SOUNDS FUN

Hell maybe I'll make it a reverse harem or some shit idk (like 2-3 guys simping over reader)

I have to think more about it, but what do y'all think?

[chaichaiiskai]

TITLE: We’re Different But That’s Okay

— CHAPTER SIX —

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

WORD COUNT: 5.2k TAGLIST: @canarystwin @eijiandkatspebble

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

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

“Heads.”

…

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

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

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

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

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

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

…

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

(cue Yung Bratz by XXTENTACION)

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

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

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

…

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

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

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

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

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

“…. Bakubro, I am a fish.”

“Exactly.”

crickets

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

“… can I have some too?”

“No.”

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

What a sight.

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