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Your fav fucking you until you cry and then handing you one of your stuffies for comfort. While continuing to fuck you as you cry.

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HORNY BRAINROT.

☆ includes: aged up! various characters from bnha

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

Off to work, thinking about falling in love with best friend Kirishima when you notice how gentle he is with your kids.

Your ex is pretty much a deadbeat and Kirishima immediately stepped up to help with your son and daughter even though you didn’t ask him to. Now he spends his weekends playing games with your son and definitely doesn’t let him win! He won all on his own! Meanwhile your daughter braids his long red hair so it’s all pretty and cool.

And, you think maybe you chose the wrong man to make children with and maybe Eijirou has always been the better choice. Maybe you should tell him, maybe your kids would like a new baby sibling?

Sooooo, thanks to https://mythiccheroacademia.tumblr.com/

Who know how to play with our feeling we got this masterpiece of a Fanfiction. And because I am the fan girl that I am I tried to VA this one, hope yours guys like it~~🥰🥰

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The Hottie Hero

Just a little side blog to make my fellow black and brown folks feel a little more included in the...

https://youtu.be/WPpfejQz6wQ

ᱬ⛧ who is she? ~ e. kirishima

sum: sometimes he forgets he’s still married to someone.

pairing: time skip! kirishima x wife! reader

content: sfw - no warnings here. established relationship.

a/n: based off a video i saw the other day. feels like this would be something kirishima would be like. as always likes, comments and re-blogs are deeply appreciated!

word count: 1,575

links: bnha/mha masterlist | masterlist

the buzz of chatter sounded in the air as red eyes scanned around, taking in every person who was in the same room as them. it had been a good few years since they’d all managed to meet up and spend time together, especially at an annual event that only a handful of them ever attended at one time.

the glass in their hand was brought up to their lips as they took a drink of the liquid inside, warming sensation sliding down their throat as they swallowed. “you know, i’m surprised you’d decided to come to this, eji. did he drag you along with him?”. following the finger of the person he was talking to kirishima looked toward his blonde-haired best friend and shook his head. “nah, if anything, i had to convince bakugou to come along”.

hearing a snort before a laugh, he grinned showing off his sharp teeth to his other friend, kaminari, who mirrored his smile. “so aside from the obvious hero work, what else have you been up to? i heard you finally got married, about time!”. the usually outgoing redhead rubbed the back of his head, laughing nervously as he nodded. “yeah, took me long enough. you know, as corny as it sounds, she’s my soulmate, my other half. i couldn’t imagine my life without her”.

placing the glass down on the bar, he decided to mingle a little more with his other classmates that were scattered around, deciding on the group that had midoriya, todoroki and bakugou in the centre. of course, he managed to slip himself into the group easily, much to the annoyance of the explosion hero.

that’s when he saw you standing just to the side of the group, talking to a few of the girls he’d gone to school with. one hand holding onto a glass, the other resting on your chest. anyone who was anyone could see the diamond sparkling the light, showing off that you were no longer having eyes for any other, not that you ever did since you met your husband.

mina, yaoyorozu and uraraka gasped when they saw the ring, eyes widening as mina grabbed your hand. “hey, since when did that happen!?”. biting back a laugh, you hummed slightly and tilted your head. “oh you know, the other day. we just wanted something small between hero work but don’t worry, we’ll be having another celebration soon enough and you’re all invited”. cheers sounded as you laughed.

looking over your shoulder at the feeling of eyes on your back, you caught the attention of kirishima who waved shyly, much to your amusement. offering a sweet smile you turned your attention back to your circle and continued to talk.

“well, looks like someone’s caught your attention. shame you’re spoken for. looks like i’ll have a chance”. looking to his side, kirishima saw kaminari with a grin on his face as he looked at you, something that never changed from being in school. “i don’t know man, she’s taken by the looks of it”.

a sound almost like a whine left kaminari as he huffed out, turning his attention back to the group as they chatted.

as the night progressed, so did the chatter and drinks, music playing as bodies danced, some close to their significant other while others stayed in their groups. not that kirishima was bothered as he spent most of his night carefully watching you. you were currently dancing with mina. despite the pair of you wearing dresses, you were both managing to pull out some impressive moves.

he looked down at the ring on his finger and sighed, downing the rest of the drink he’d only gotten a few moments ago before making his way over to you, fingers tapping your shoulder.

turning your attention over your shoulder to see those same red eyes you’d caught staring at you, you smiled brightly and turned around, wrapping your arms around the figure's neck in a hug. “kiri, how nice of you to join me!”. taking a moment to excuse yourself, you pulled away from the male and grabbed his hand, leading him into an empty space on the floor not too far from where you were.

grabbing ahold hold of his hands you placed them on your hips, fingers lingering a few seconds longer before you raised your arms, draping them over his shoulders as you began moving to the slow music now being played. “hey”. a soft smile tugged at your lip as you hummed. “hey yourself. couldn’t keep your eyes to yourself i see?”.

stuttering slightly, kirishima tried to explain himself before you laughed, pulling him closer to you. “relax you idiot. you’re allowed to look, eji”.

sighing a little, he closed his eyes and rested his forehead against yours, savouring the feeling of you in his arms after what felt like a long day for you both. “i know, i just feel so awkward about it all still. i’m not ready for all the questions yet”.

moving one of your arms, you placed your fingers under his chin and lifted his head, eyes scanning his and face as you offered a reassuring smile. you knew he struggled when it came to relationships, but you always assured him you’d be there to support him no matter what. “just relax, you’re doing a great job, we both know it”.

letting your hand drop, you placed it over his heart as your rings caught the light again. he was nervous, the erratic beating of his heart only confirmed that for you. “just breathe okay? i’m not going anywhere, promise”.

offering another soft smile, you looked up only to feel his lips on yours, claiming them in a kiss of every emotion he was feeling at that time. cheering sound behind you as he pulled back. “way to go, kiri! i won’t tell your wife what I saw, don’t worry”.

looking over your shoulder in the direction of the shout, you shook your head as you laughed, turning your attention back to the red-head who held you in his arms. “reckon i should put kaminari out of his misery?”.

that caused him to smile, nodding his head. “yeah, think you should. i'd hate to sound like bakugou, but I can’t wait for that extra to shut it”.

laughing, you wrapped your arms around him again and pulled yourself closer into his body, head resting on his chest as you listened to the beat of his now calming heart. lifting your head, you placed another kiss on his lips before pulling away, turning to face kaminari. “oh don’t worry kami, i think she already knows isn’t that right, my darling husband?”.

the look on everyone’s faces around you turned from shock to confusion, a few changing to a look of knowing as they smiled. you’d both kept it secret for as long as you could, the only exception being bakugou who caught wind of you both dating one day.

you were thankful to him for keeping quiet, you weren’t ready to let anyone, let alone the world know you were dating the number 12 hero. you’d both wanted to take things slow, getting to know each other without the pressures of your daily missions and lives.

a small mutter of “about damn time you nerds” was heard from somewhere in the small crowd now gathered.

“what the hell, (y/n)!?”. biting back a laugh, you placed your hand on top of the one that rested on your tummy, fingers lacing as best as they could. “surprise. i’m the wife”.

a proud smile tugged at your lips as you looked to the side, seeing the same smile on the face of your husband. “seriously, kiri, how the hell did you forget to mention you had a whole ass wife, and that wife was (y/n)”.

“don’t know dude, i guess i kinda forgot i was married to her. still doesn’t feel real”. looking at you he pecked the top of your head, squeezing your hand as you ran your thumb across the back of his hand.

“besides, we only wanted a quiet ceremony to start with, you’ll all be invited to the big celebration when we have one”.

truth be told, kirishima had forgotten he was married to you, he does for a brief moment each day. it still felt like a crazy dream that he’d wake up from any moment to find himself alone in bed, a bed that you shared with him.

whenever he looked at you, his mind went blank, it was easy for him to forget he was married to you. he’d even find himself fawning over you, wishing he was the lucky guy responsible for the rings on your finger and the smile you wore. that was until he looked down and saw the ring on his own finger, a ring you had custom-made for him to be able to wear regardless of whether his quirk was active or not.

at the end of the day, kirishima would always be that love-sick man who fell head over heels in love with you when you called into his office one day and was forever thankful he was the one you wanted to spend the rest of your life with.

he was married to you and no one else would ever get the chance to be called your husband, your other half but most importantly your best friend for life.

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MORE KIRI STUFF YOU WRITE HIM AMAZINGGGG

⋆˚࿔ an orchid’s pollen

just as you find your artistic inspirations running low, a sweet flower boy sweeps in and gives you a new perspective on things.

contains: gn!reader, pre-established relationship, fluff, written + smau!!

authors note: thank u sm for the request AND compliment?? omg ur spoiling me 🤗 anywho i love kiri and i’ve had this idea for a minute now i’m soo happy i finally came around to writing it. this is for all the students or artist that are struggling rn :) u got this !!

word count: 2.8k

wandering. that’s what you were doing. wandering and pondering. 

the new school semester had left you with a fresh start; a clean canvas that you could fill however you wanted. the question was, what did you want?

even though you didn’t want to admit it, the evidence was there; you were slowly dwindling into an artist block. your motivation was low, school assignments being the only thing encouraging you to pick up your paint brush everyday. 

you groaned, your feet heavy on the pavement. anyone passing would undoubtedly see your pained expression. 

some ancient reddit post you’d read this morning said a change of scenery could “spark your creativity”. what a load of crap.

though you couldn’t deny, it was a pretty nice day out.

you found yourself in a boldly decorated plaza that you somehow never knew was so close to your campus. there was a slight breeze, but it was a warm, comforting one. fairy lights hung from the tall rising lamp posts, lighting up the smooth stone path under the soles of your shoes. beside the lights were mini pink banners printed with flowers, which you knew represented the spring flowers blooming. most shops had large windows, showing whatever it was they were selling on the display shelves. 

you scanned the side of the street you are on; a cafe, an antique shop, a bakery, another cafe. yeah, you weren’t feeling inspired. if anything you were feeling hungry. 

you moved your gaze to the other side of the street. more cafes, a clothing shop, and—.

a glimpse of a colorfully embellished shop caught your attention, managing to stand out on the already brightly decorated street. 

you picked up your pace, trying to get a clear view of the window. 

exploding with color were flowers planted on the window sill. there was a fair arrangement of different types of flowers with delicate shades of every color you could think of. roses, tulips, lilies. baby blue, lavender purple, golden yellow. 

your eyes widened, maybe that reddit post wasn’t lying after all. 

you quickly ran across the street.  

now, in front of the shop, you could see how pretty the flowers really were. their petals were shooting towards the sky, clearly having been grown in amazing conditions. 

you stared at the plants in awe for a moment. the petals seemed to speak back. your breath hitched and something sparked. you moved to pull out your phone, wanting to ensure you wouldn’t miss this perfect canvas opportunity. but before you could, a soft voice spoke up. 

“hello! could i help you with anything?” 

your body stiffened at the sudden disturbance. you looked over to where the voice had come from.

your eyes locked onto red ones.

the pair of eyes belonged to a boy who seemed to be around your age. he had bright red hair that stopped right below his chin though the back seemed to be longer, grazing along his nape. he had a sharp toothy grin plastered on his face, complimenting his soft eyes. you took notice in how he look just slightly disheveled, dirt speckled on his elbows and a thin line of sweat coating his forehead.

the green apron tied around his waist— which seemed to just barely wrap around his large figure —read: “daichi’s flowers”. the pockets of his apron seemed to be stuffed with hand tools; a white pair of what you assumed were gardening gloves, a scruffy towel, a pair of pruning shears, and a pack of seeds that you couldn’t quite make out the name of.

you realized how weird you must i’ve looked gawking at the flowers from outside the shop. 

“sorry! did i scare you?” the red haired boy brought his hand to the back of his hand, rubbing it awkwardly as he smiled apologetically.

you then realized you hadn’t replied to his first question. 

“oh— no! i mean— it’s fine.” you sputtered stupidly. nice going. “i was just browsing..” you attempted to justify.

“would you like to browse inside?”

your eyes narrowed, “welll…”

the inside of the shop smelt like heaven, a mix of pollen and a fruity incense hanging in the air. it only made sense but there were flowers everywhere. hydrangeas in mini clay pots, shrubs hanging from the ceiling, even lotus flowers floating around in little glass bowls. 

the shop glowed with a fluorescent yellow undertone, courtesy of the lantern shaded lights. music from a japanese pop band you didn’t know the name of played softly from the speakers above. the excessive amount of flowers led to simple decor, just a couple of paintings and photographs hung up on the walls. your shoes clunked against the white oak floor. it was really nice.

the employee hovered close behind you, not-so-subtle observing your every move. 

you shrugged it off and made your way to the right wall of the store— which was right beside the window display. there, they had different types of flowers neatly organized into wooden crates. taped onto each crate was a piece of paper with the name of the flower written and a short description. you leaned in, reading the script for the first crate of flowers lined up against the wall. 

chrysanthemum — for fidelity, joy, and long life. 

you tapped your finger against your hip. flowers have specific intentions?

you read on.

ranunculus —- for radiant charm and attractiveness.

dark center poppies — for beauty, magic, and eternal life. 

“they’re pretty cool right? mr daichi works really had to make sure all the flower bloom properly.” the boy chirped from behind your shoulder.

you straighten your posture and turn to face the boy. when you saw his grinning face— the way his smile hadn’t seemed to falter since you first encountered him —you felt something strange curl up in your chest.

 “…yeah.” you simply replied, too stifled to say much more. 

he didn’t allow silence to take up your interaction, quickly adding, “these are my favorite.” he pointed to a crated full of pink heavily petalled flowers. 

peony — for bravery, honor, good fortune, and self-expression. 

“i bring them to the gym.”

a smirk curled onto your lips, “you bring flowers to the gym?” you ask, tone just barely brushing the boundary of being teasing. you didn’t know the guy, but the idea of a big guy arriving at the gym with a blushing bouquet of peonies made you feel..  intrigued.

“yeah man! i gotta motivate my community somehow right?” he grinned, making large gestures with his hands as he spoke. 

your brows furrowed but the smile on your face remained. “does it work? like, encourage your gym members?”

“for sure! i know the guy at the front desk likes it! oh and last time bakubro loved them!” he stopped to scratch his cheek, “well.. he didn’t crush them like he usually does so i’d consider that a win.” the employee placed a thinking finger on his chin before nodding confidently and you laughed. suddenly your day felt a lot more hopeful. 

“okay well, do you have any flowers that could … get me out of a tough situation?”

“oh, trouble in paradise?” the boy grinned. 

you almost laughed again. painting and university was basically your entire life at the moment, leaving no time for relationship. (unless you consider your on and off time in the studio a relationship) “not quite..”

“then i’d suggest…” he walked further into the shop, skimming the shelves. you followed him until he stopped in front of a smaller crate. 

there laid a generous collection of reddish pink flowers with dark, glossy green leaves sprouting from their stems.

camellia — for desire, passion, and refinement. 

“these babies are absolutely gorgeous.” he carefully picked a flower from the crate and placed it out towards you, offering. “they should help you feel brand new.”

you took the flower, spinning it between your fingers to really examine it.

“they’re a type of bush, evergreen. so we sell them as singles.” 

you nodded at his words but really all your attention was on the camellia. 

you traced a delicate finger atop the petal. there was something so beautiful, so simple, about a single flower standing strong and still. the view pumped a familiar feeling through your blood; inspiration.

the employee must’ve taken notice in your admiration because not too long after his voice rose, “sooo, want me to ring that up for you?” he pointed back towards the register, a cheesy grin still on his face.

snapping out of your trance, meeting the red eyed boy's gaze for the second time that day. though now the sweetness had melted away, his eyes full of smoldering fire.  

and thought you wanted to do anything but douse that flame, you were a very broke art student. “i.. wasn’t planning on buying today. sorry.” you said sheepishly.

you began to put the flower back but he stopped you, gripping a firm hand on top of your wrist. “don’t!“

before you had time to react he pulled his hand away. you watched as he attempted to stuff it into his pockets but found they were full, so he just hid it behind his back. he brought his other hand to mouth and let off an awkward cough, “i mean, you seem like use it. to brighten your day, yaknow?”

you shook your head, confused.

“it’s on the house.”

“wha— are you sure? i could just leave it, it’s no big deal.” 

he nodded persistently, “i’m sure.”

you felt your cheeks grow warm. you weren’t sure if you were flattered or just embarrassed that this guy felt you needed handouts. 

you clenched the flower in your hand. “okay then,” you searched his apron for a name tag to no avail. “thank you..?”

thankfully he took the hint. “oh! kirishima! eijiro kirishima. and you’re..?”

“f/n l/n.”

“f/n l/n,” he repeated easily, the syllables rolling off his tongue. “l/n with the sticky situation, got it.”

you giggled. “well, thank you kirishima. for your help and—“ you carefully waved the flower, “this.”

“‘course! no problem at all.” he nodded.

you both stood there for a moment. you considered leaving then but for whatever reason the conversation felt unfinished. 

and like he read your mind, kirishima spoke up, “we get new flowers every friday.” you surveyed his face, his attitude seeming to have changed into a persuading one. “roses, sunflowers, sedums…” he trailed off. “um i guess what i’m trying to say is, you should stop by often! i swear these flowers bring good luck or something.” he chuckled, large hands finding their way to tangle up with his hair once again. 

“oh…” you blushed. was he flirting with you? “i’ll be really busy this semester...”

that was true. with your final project coming up you had to be super attentive to your work. 

“that’s fine!” he waved his hands frantically. “how about i text you whenever we get a new shipment? if you like the flowers we got then you could stop by.”

you were taken aback by his request, “you’d really do that?” you asked, but for some reason you felt like he wasn’t lying. he had such an honest, charismatic aura that you could clearly see when he first approached you at the front of the store and you were sure anyone else could spot from a mile away. 

“if it makes your day better then totally!” he proved, glowering in hospitality. 

“okay then. sure, why not.” i couldn’t hurt. occasionally text about flowers? yeah that couldn’t hurt at all. 

“awesome!” he pulled his phone out from his jean pocket and handed it to you. 

you typed your number in and gave it back. 

“kirishima!” the voice of an older man called from out of sight. “i need you out the back!”

“that’s my cue. guess i’ll see you when i see you, yeah?” he jogged off towards the back of the store, giving you two thumbs up as he did.  you shook you head and smiled, “yeah, yeah. see you.” you gave him one last nod before you walked out of the glass doors, the start of a new inspirational era for you in hand.

“kirishima.” 

the red haired boy, who was facing the opposite side of the street, spun around. “hey! there you are.” 

you had taken the same walk you did three weeks ago, ending up at the exact spot where you first noticed daichi’s flowers from across the plaza. “the shop’s on the other side of the street, you know that right?” you joked, gently nudging his shoulder.

he let out a playful laugh, “of course. i just wanted to walk you across the street.” he said, nudging you back.

“oh..” you bit the inside of your cheek, praying that the slight burn you felt wasn’t showing on the surface of your skin. “thanks.”

kirishima smiled and looked both directions before tilting his head towards the road. you both walked across the street together, safely making it to the entrance of the flower shop. 

“we’ve been pretty busy recently. with the season change and all that.” kirishima said as he opened the glass door for you. 

when you walked in, you felt a rush of calmness wash over you. the plants were in the same place they had when you last came— as a matter of fact there were even more —and the smell of the strawberry incense still flurried in the air. you could definitely get used to this. “i’m glad we could find time to hang out.” 

“me too.” you said. you ogled at all the new additions, taking notice of the ones that kirishima had been texting you about for the past weeks. 

kirishima walked ahead of you and ducked behind the front counter. “i actually have something for you.” 

“you do?” you gripped onto your bag, which contained a mini 4 by 4 canvas. on the canvas, you had painted the camellia kirishima had given to you and a pink rose, which you remember him telling you meant appreciation.

it wasn’t your best work. it definitely didn’t take the most amount of time. but it had a deeper meaning, a strong feeling behind it. and wasn’t that what art was all about?

“yeah, it’s not much but..” you could see his hair— which was styled in big, tall spikes today —poke out from behind the counter as searched for your gift. when you heard rustling that sounded like paper you immediately knew what it was.  

kirishima pulled out a beautifully paper wrapped bouquet. twine and white ribbon circumstanced to lower stem, coming up in the front with a perfectly tied bow. the greenery consisted of boxwoods and yew that surrounded the main flower.

“they’re—“ 

“orchids.” you finished. within the brown paper held delicate pink orchids, their soft petals brushed with faint streaks of yellow. “representing love and.. confession” you said softly.

“you know.” kirishima spoke, almost breathless, like he couldn’t believe it. he came around the counter to be face to face with you and handed you the bouquet. “how’d you know?” he spurred stupidly. 

you took it bouquet, connecting your fingerprints to the vevetly speckles of yellow. “i may or may not have been touching up on my flower knowledge.” you confessed. you peered up at him, catching the way his expression went from and intrigued to radiant. he was practically glowing; his signature boyish smile on his lips, his pupils dilated and shining. and it was an absolutely precious sight. 

“that’s—” he let out a happy sigh. “awesome.” he swayed back on his heels “i mean, i was looking towards to telling you myself but,” he raised his hand towards the bouquet. “looks like you got it all figured out.” 

“thank you.” your smile was wide. you could feel how prominent your blush was but you felt no shame. “i have something to you too.” you reached for the canvas in your bag, almost hesitant, but when you glanced up and caught kirishima blazing eyes again, you felt at ease. “since my main piece isn’t done yet i made you this.” 

kirishima, who already had his hands out, accepted the gift. “y/n.” he only looked at the painting for a moment before meeting your gaze again, as if he couldn’t take his eyes off you. your heart fluttered in your chest. “you didn’t have to.” he uttered, voice as soothingly as a lullaby.

“you didn’t either.” you held up the bouquet.

“it’s just—“ he inhaled deeply, pressing his lips together to desist his growing smile (which wasn’t working at all). “you’re like the coolest person i’ve ever met. and i’ve only know you for a couple weeks!” his eyes then abruptly fell to the floor. his next words were barely audible as he professed, “id love to get to know you more.” 

you giggled at his sudden feel to get shy.

hooking an arm around his, you proposed, “want to get stuffed on cafe pastries?” your tone clear of your intentions. 

he soften at your touch, “only if it’s a date.” he pressed, watching your lips quirk up into a smile, leading to his own doing the same.

“of course it’s a date.”

hii bloom ily n u r so awesome.. I KNOW i was just in ur requests but im literally obsessed w u n ur work sooo bad, no rush on completing this!! just if you're wanting then could you do PERHAPS do boyfriend kiri content it can be smau drabble headcanon ANNND it can be sfw nsfw whatever!! but if u don't mind could u mayb do a kiri x f!reader moments where they are studying and the reader is really overwhelmed so kiri tries to cheer them up by going down on them 🙈🙈🙈

⋆˚࿔ where fire burns and molten melts

contains: nsfw content!! minors dni. f!reader, eating out, established relationship, fluffiest smut you’ll ever read.

authors note: so is this too intimate orrrrr

word count: 2.8k

you tapped your pen against the paper, glancing over to check the document on your laptop. your eyes darted back and forth between the two materials as you copied the text onto the paper. you were studying a case file of a villian you and hawks had captured a couple weeks back. police outlets recently revealed that the villain might be connected to a new murder case. 

hawks can never do his paperwork in time. so of course the newbie pro-hero has to do all his dirty work. your head spun and your eyes burned. the sun had already made its full route, and you were still working on the case. it had been hours at this point. 

you let out a quiet sigh as you sit back against the arm of your couch, rubbing your sore eyes. when your hands leave your face your gaze didn’t immediately go back to the screen sitting on your lap. 

they looked up.

there, eijiro is humming softly across from you. he using one hand to flip through a book— you know he’s probably reading something about dragons since fantasy is his favorite genre. his other hand is occupied with petting your legs; one draped across his toned thighs and the other bent up against his chest.

eijiro joined you on the couch two hours ago after a long, warm shower. his chirpy face and clarifying voice immediately saturated you and you told yourself you’d finish the file tonight. 

your boyfriend's hand were usually warm as he ghosted over your knee and thigh before settling back on your legs. he occasionally let out a small gasp or mumbled to himself about the story in his book, the noise blending in nicely to the background sound of the outside wind.

your apartment creaks under the wind's blow, catching eijiro’s attention. he looks up and his eyes widen slightly when his pupils find yours, a smile carving itself onto his face. “are you done baby?” he ask. the speed of his rubbing slightly increases and you feel like his fingertips could burn into your skin, as if to mark their territory.

you blink, eyes drifting back to your laptop. “not yet.“ you exhale, pushing your hair back. “it should just be a couple more hours.” you attempt to reassure, more so yourself than him.

“but—“ eijiro’s rubbing stops, his palm laying flat on your leg. the warmth from his hand merges into you, “you won’t get any work done when you like this.” he says, pouting.

you squint your eyes. something about his tone is off. his eyes are nothing short of pleading. maybe he’s tired? “you can go to bed. i’ll be right behind you.” you wouldn’t be surprised if he was. it was late and you both had had a long day.

“no, i want to be with you.” eijiro says, his tone surprisingly firm before it faints back to its familiarly sweet origin. the rubbing picks up before his voice, “i just think that you should take a break.”

“break—?” you nearly stutter. a break wouldn’t help now. not when you're already so focused. not when you were so close to being done.

as if he could read the doubts all over your face eijiro swiftly intervenes, “you deserve it.” he says, wrapping you into the comforting embrace of his voice. just that alone made you feel way less tense. he placed his book to the side and kissed your knee then laid his cheek against it.  

his eyes raked down your image—- taking in every detail, and you felt a pool of heat collect in your lower stomach. the kiss was so gentle, his words were so soft. it was impossible to resist him. 

you closed your laptop and carefully placed it onto the coffee table. “okay, a short break.” you said, emphasis on the short. 

eijiro cheers. he shifts, swapping his cheek out for his hand. he protectively gripped your knee as he positioned himself above you with his other hand holding onto the couch’s arm behind you. his head blocked the light from the kitchen, capturing his figure in outline of yellow glow. his grin shines as he dips his head towards you, eyes questioning.

you wordlessly nod, melting as his lips meet yours. his hands dance down and along your inner thigh but remain a safe distance from your growing problem. but it doesn’t matter because your lips fit eijiro like the perfect piece of a puzzle. 

you make use of your hands and settle them on the nape of his neck, resting along his black roots. and just like that all your worries wash away. all you can focus on now is how he’s gently nipping on your bottom lip, licking over it again and again.  

your tongue comes out of hiding and slithers into your boyfriend's mouth. eijiro groans, grip on you just barely tightening. he pulls away and rests his forehead on yours. you breathe slowly, eijiro does the same, and you wonder how you both got carried away so quickly. 

“i love how dedicated you are to your hero work,” eijiro’s eyes are locked onto yours and his voice strained. 

you bite your lip, eijiro’s low rumbling voice traveling to cunt. you wonder if that should make you feel ashamed (it doesn’t). 

“but sometimes i miss having you to myself.” he whines, sounding utterly desperate. you suck in a breath and press your thigh together.

“oh baby,” you bring a hand up to cup his cheek. eijiro’s eyes falter into a dreamlike state, “you'll always have me,” you lean in to kiss the tip of his nose. “i’ll always be yours.” you repeat. 

your boyfriend’s face is almost fully covered with blotches of pink. he groans again, a lighter one this time, and hides himself behind your shoulder, his mouth brushing against the tip of your ear. “let me help you relax.” his pleadingly whispers.

the words send an electrical shock through your body. you instinctively place a hand on his chest but don’t push back, “relax..?” you inquire cautiously. you know exactly what’s going through your mind, what you want. but you weren’t so sure your sweet, innocent, muscular, boyfriend was thinking. 

you are just now realizing how he’s towering over you. his bicep is flexed as his grip behind you stands strong. prominent vines run up and down his arm. his eyes are blurred with something. something that tells you his thoughts are leaning down a similar road as yours.

he looks down and hooks his hand under your propped up knee. his thumbs drag along your skin. “relax.” he repeats. 

now you know exactly what he means. your boyfriend lives off of treating you like royalty. no matter what he always puts you and your pleasure first. and the way he buries himself between your thighs and feasting like it’s last meal makes you think he’s enjoying it more than you are.

the blood rushes to your head as your mind gets flooded with thoughts of seeing him like that; seeing him be so attentive, so submissive. and all of it just being for you. you could really use that about now.

before you can open your mouth to reply, eijiro gravitates his hand to hover over your clothed core. and though he doesn’t touch you directly, your breath still hitches. 

“like this.” eijiro confirms— though you were sure he knew that you knew what he meant —his warm breath tickling your skin. 

“eiji—“ you want to reason with yourself, to have an excuse. but fuck your boyfriend’s fingers, your boyfriend’s tongue, is way better than the lazy ‘thanks’ you would receive from hawks for completing the case file on time.

“can i?” he kisses the spot between your jawline and neck. your next breath in is mixed with a moan and you decide that this torture as gone on long enough.

“yeah, yeah go ahead. please.” you attempt to hide the undertone of neediness in your voice.

eijiro reels in your acceptance. he buckles down to his knees, big hands resting on the outer side of both your thighs. he doesn’t waste time prying your legs open and placing a kiss on top of your clit. the gesture seeps beneath the layers of clothing leaving a buzzing feeling swirling in your warmth. your chest arches up slightly as you take a deep breath. 

“sorry,” eijiro retreated, leaning his head on your thigh. “i won’t get ahead of myself.” he murmurs and your heart soars. he always takes his time with you— treating you like his prized possession. eijiro goes on to intricately kiss along your inner thighs and occasionally decorate them with pretty tooth marked petals. you hands floated to hold onto his hair, messaging it sweetly. every mark he left felt like a touch to the sun and your skin flourished in the burn. 

you groaned impatiently, “babe, please.” you brought up your other hand and caressed his cheeks. his gaze was filled with an aching kind of love, one that spoke of quiet promises and unshaken devotion. it sometimes still makes you nervous. “i want you now.” you breathed out.

eijiro urgently nodded and repositioned the two of you so he could easily peel off your shorts. he did so carefully. once the shorts slipped off your legs he folded them in half and put them on the coffee table behind him. 

he returned his face back to you to find you wiggle your hips, silently begging for some type of friction. eijiro licks his lips, soaking in the sight of you being so vulnerable underneath him. “having all of your attention,” eijiro sounds out of breath as he gradually takes your underwear off. “it’s all i want.” he lets out a strangled groan when your glistening slick is revealed. 

eijiro is lost for a minute. your whine at his staring causes his focus to come back. 

he puts your underwear off to the side and resumes his teasing kisses. working around your throbbing walls, “this is all i want.” he speaks into your skin, his words causing every inch of your body to react. “you’re all i want.” 

you can’t understand why eijiro feels the need to say all of this now. you know. you know how much he loves you. you know how much you mean to him. he had proven time and time again that you’re his number one. 

but still, you find yourself struck by his words. “eiji.” you whine. you tugged the hand that was tangled in his blazing hair and eijiro immediately halts. “please.”

“sorry babygirl,” he says and finally hooks both of his hands under your knees. he keeps a steady grip and pushes your legs back, completely exposed to your soaked pussy, “didn’t mean to make us wait.” 

he gives an experimental kiss to your clit before fully committing. his fingertips press into your skin as he leans forward and latches onto your bud. you let out a filthy moan at the contact. eijiro, wanting to pawn more of the sound out of you, does it again. your hands run to free the strands of hair blocking his view— mostly so you can get a better look of his face while his spit mixed in with your juices.

the room is suddenly full of sounds of squelching and soft moaning, both coming from you. eijiro is ruthless. his jaw is slacked open, licking up as much of you as he can. 

when he circles his tongue around your clit, your legs, that are hanging behind his shoulders, pull him in closer. eijiro’s eyes don’t leave your face, it was clear that he wanted to see how you reacted to every single touch. you throw your head back into the corner of the couch, absolutely hypnotized by the feeling of his tongue traveling so passionately inside of you.

“eiji you—.” you find that your ability to speak is gone, your words coming out as a whimper. 

your boyfriend doesn’t stop his assault on your pussy, fully immersed in you. your mouth— which you don’t remember leaving open —stings around the edges, feeling numb. eijiro slurps your wetness on his flat tongue. you shutter. 

and although your head is cloudy and you can barely focus, you know the boy thrives on praise and you feel the need to let him know how good he’s doing.  “you’re doing ah-amazing, baby.” you babble.

eijiro moans. you watch as his brows furrow and his hips buck against the couch below. the sight causes something in your stomach to coil. eijiro pulls away from your heat to trail kisses up your stomach. one of his hands moves from under your knee, dropping your leg on his shoulder and moving down to your folds. the contrast of his rough fingers to your soft skin was like a blade to silk. opposites, but somehow blending together perfectly.

and like he’s done dozens of times before, eijiro tips his finger into you, slowly. the movement never fails to drive you crazy. eijiro is careful— as always. you can see the focus flashing in his eyes as he inches his fingers deeper into you, engrossed in your glowing entrance. 

you blushed. you didn’t expect to take this this far, but you definitely weren’t complaining.

it doesn’t take long for you to adjust to the stretch and eijiro’s mouth is already off to licking your clit again as he adds another finger. your hips wiggle at the feeling of being full. your body tenses up for a moment and eijiro stops, but when you let out a satisfied sigh he continues. eijiro holds you steady as pumps his fingers in and out of your sex, deliciously stretching you open. at the same time his tongue, dripping in your taste and scent, laps over your folds.

eijiro rides your leg up higher and pulls away again. he leans into you,  “such a pretty girl.” he whispers against your thigh, still working his fingers inside you. “i love you,” he kisses your knee. “so so much. you know that?”

you nod your head aggressively, a half-cry, half-whimper leaving your lips. “i know.” you mumble. you feel lightheaded and your ears are starting to ring. your heart is racing but you don’t feel scared in eijiro’s presence, you feel blissful. “ah—i love you too.” 

eijiro takes the initiative to slip his fingers out, wanting you to finish on his tongue. you don’t waste time mourning on the absent feeling because eijiro is quick to fill you up again. 

he licks you up and down, his nose now becoming a part of the shiny mess. eijiro increases his speed and intensity as his nails print crescent moons in your flesh. 

the coil in your stomach grows tighter and tighter as your boyfriend mewled into your folds. through shaky breaths your titled your head up, watching him devour you, practically making out with your pussy. the sight manages to send you over the edge, pleasure blooming inside of you. “baby, i— i’m gonna..” your voice gets caught in your throat and your mind goes blank, solely focused on the enticing sensation.

“uh huh i know. go right ahead, precious.” eijiro drunkenly slurs into your wetness. 

the muscles in your thighs stiffen as your legs jerk up. the world around you seemed to fade, leaving only sensation— the sharp pull of ecstasy, the dizzying warmth of release. a broken string of moans and short heavy breaths jolt out from your gut, your white blood drained knuckles contrasting with your boyfriend's vibrant red hair.

eijiro’s mouth doesn’t stop until a couple of seconds later; licking you clean and littering kisses all over your now swollen lips. you heart is pounding so loud you could hear it’s rhythm thumping in your ears. your entire body has gone slack as your boyfriend stands up from his kneeling position.

you don’t get the chance to fully recover from your high before eijiro speaks up, “the case. it’s about the villian you and hawks took down in mandaree, right?”

you struggle to make out your boyfriend's words, “huh—?”

“don’t worry sweetheart. i’ll do it for you.” eijiro kisses your cheek, leans back, and then kisses your forehead. “alrighty, up!” without warning eijiro picks you up and throws you over his shoulder. he quickly makes his way to your bedroom. 

eijiro gently descends you onto the velvety sheet ontop of your bed. you squirm at the feeling of the cool sheet beneath you. a long exhale escapes your mouth. 

the bed dips down as eijiro crawls in beside you. it’s hard to ignore the trace of wetness clung to his mouth and dripping down his chin. the evidence of his work makes your stomach weakly tighten again. 

you press a thumb to his lips and wipe off the slick from his satisfied grin.   

eijiro takes this as an invitation. “sooo,” he rubs your arm, big eyes sparkling, “need some more help relaxing?”

hiii bloom :c i looove ur work and was wondering if i could request a kirishima smau like boyfriend texts orrrr maybe a smau of kirishima x shy reader and like he's so infatuated w her but she lwk comes off as rude or what not bc her anxiety and yeahh BUT they do get tg and ugh im rambling do as u like !!! kisses 4 u xo 🩷🩷🩷

⋆˚࿔ gently yours

contains: gn!reader but feminine compliments, fluff, leads to established relationship

authors note: hii lotus my beautiful flower thank u for requesting!! everytime i write for kiri my heart does backflips hes such a cutie. he definitely would text you and then throw his phone across the room ugh i love him

could i req an smau (pre-relationship) where reader accidentally sends the boys a text about them, meaning to text one of the girls. (specifically izu, kiri, hitoshi, and hanta)

ily and ur work, tysmmm🫶🏻 i know you don’t write for izu often so if you wanna switch him out w someone else its cool. content for him has just been dry lately😭

⋆˚࿔ confused confessions

— includes: midoriya, kirishima, sero, shinsou & kaminari (in that order)

contains: gn!reader, pre-relationship, fluff, cute and adorable used, one k*s joke

authors note: anon i love ur brain this was so fun to do hopefully i didn’t mess up izuku character! also couldn’t help but add a little denki i miss him guys

⋆˚࿔ i.midoriya

⋆˚࿔ e.kirishima

⋆˚࿔ h.sero

⋆˚࿔ h.shinsou

⋆˚࿔ d.kaminari

omg hi bloom i love your work sm ! >< can i please request mha boys with their naturally flirty girlfriend!!?

⋆˚࿔ flirty and unfiltered

— includes: kirishima, kaminari, sero & shinsou (in that order)

contains: gn!reader, crack, established relationship if you want, hantas is suggestive but it’s all silly

authors note: thank you for the request! this was soo fun to make. or maybe i actually crack myself up, idk.

⋆˚࿔ e. kirishima

⋆˚࿔ d.kaminari

⋆˚࿔ h.sero

⋆˚࿔ h.shinsou

just saw your cheerleader x bhna boys and 🤯🤯 I LOVE ITT

could you do this but with musical theatre reader and maybe add shinso?? 💗🤗

⋆˚࿔ behind the spotlight

— includes : kirishima, kaminari, sero, & shinsou (in that order)

contains: mostly gn!reader but eiji and denki say girlfriend once, fluff, established relationship, babe and baby used

authors note: thank u for the request anon! i’ll take this as a sign to never exclude shinsou again lolol so i added a little extra for u shinsou fans

⋆˚࿔ e.kirishima

eijiro is your biggest fan, making you feel like a mainstream actor. when you tell him you landed the lead role in newest musical, he seemed to be more excited than you! “i know you could do it, you’re the best!”

eijiro acts like your manager—a super nice one of course—he helps you rehearse your lines and guides you through warming up your voice.

he comes to every rehearsal he can make it too. eijiro cheers for you and your peers. your peers actually love him, how could they not? stage crew like to use him to carry and lift things, he enjoys doing these things knowing they help you in the long run.

secretly memorizes all the songs (and learns the meaning behind each of them) you’re singing so he won’t only be watching but also understanding.

his favorite musical is legally blonde! he thinks it’s super fun and elle woods quickly becomes his new inspiration.

on opening night, he gives you a bouquet of flowers before you go and stage. even in a rush he can’t help but encourage you, “can’t wait to see you on stage baby, i’m so excited.”

he is cheesing in the front row seats, his eyes not leaving you for a single second. he’s the first one standing when the show is over, clapping as the curtains come to a close.

“you were so good!” he engulfs you in a bear hug and you laugh. he is also brought to tears when he sees your glowing face, you’re like a real-life star and he gets to live in your glory.

after another bouquet of flowers and a million praises, he finally takes you home.

for the next three week he’s singing non-stop, the songs from the musical stuck in his head.

⋆˚࿔ d.kaminari

denki doesn’t know much about musical theater but after watching your first performance he finds that it’s his new eye candy.

when you tell him you landed the lead role denki grins, “what do i always say? my girlfriend is crazy talented!” his arm is draped around your shoulder. he pulls you closer, leaning down to kiss your cheek, “you’re gonna do amazing, i know it.”

tries his best to help you rehearse but gets distracted. “wait so, she has a crush on her sister's husband? that’s fucked up man.” even with his confusion he still manages to be super into the drama of it all.

denki lets you practice your stage makeup on him and is actually excited when you ask him to. thought by the end of it, he’s unsure, “are my cheeks supposed to be that… pink?”

would lose his mind if you had to do an onstage kiss. “can’t you just high-five instead! i mean you don’t have to kiss!” he says while he crosses his arm, practically pouting.

his favorite musical is heathers, no explanation needed. spongebob is a close second.

has tried to help backstage once but accidentally bumped into a switch and caused a power outage. the stage crew has been a little more cautious around him after that.

arrived to your show right as it starts so he can’t see you face to face until after the show, he’s devastated about this.

runs backstage as soon as the curtains fall, screaming. “BABE! YOU DID GREAT OUT THERE!” crushing you in a hug. he pulls back to hand you some flowers, the bouquet looking a bit shabby because he got fidgety during the show. “you're a star, should sign with broadway.” he teases as he walks you out.

denki somehow convinced the other theater kids to have an after party. so you spend the night celebrating with your boyfriend who makes this accomplishment feel special.

he may have auditioned for the next show to surprise you but didn’t get the role so he never told you about it.

⋆˚࿔ h.sero

hanta acts chill, but in the inside, he is amazed on how you keep on becoming more and more perfect, “lead role? holy shit babe that’s huge!” he brings you close and ruffles your hair “looks like i got an actor on my hands now.” he teases.

hanta is an absolute sweetheart, but he’s no actor. “oh no, how could you do this to me. i’m in completely despair.” he reads off the script with not a single hit of emotion behind his words. he then looks up with you with a grin, “did i do it good?” he’s trying his best to help you.

if you have a dance-heavy role he’ll joke about being jealous of your dance partner (he is not joking, he is jealous). he offers to help you practice dancing; this is mostly for his own pleasure.

tried to harmonize with you once but his voice cracked. hasn’t attempted to sing again since that day.

adds little encouraging doodles in the margins of your script. some with encouraging messages like, “you got this superstar!” others are… not so encouraging “i should’ve been cast as your super hot and cool love interest.”

got banned from watching your rehearsals because he would cheer every time you said your lines and boo everytime your love interest spoke. (denki was there supporting—booing—too)

his favorite musical was matilda, but after finding out that it’s originally british he changed it to mamma mia. now he can’t help but cry whenever he hears slipping through my fingers.

brings you chocolates and flowers on opening night. gives you a forehead kiss before you go on stage. “i’m might be more nervous than you,” he lets out an airy laugh and you end up having to comfort him. “break a leg!” he says as you walk off, his voice still weary.

he pretends to be causal when he sees you preform for the first time but how could he? you were perfect in every way and so impossible to ignore.

“you are so awesome.” is all he can say when you come off the stage. he is absolutely starstruck. he pulls you a long hug because he is just so freaking proud of you.

⋆˚࿔ h.shinsou

hitoshi is a part of the tech/backstage crew for the theater. he’s seen all the shows and actors before. so it comes to no surprise to him when you tell him you got the lead role, knowing how good you are. “of course you got the lead baby, you’re the best actor here.” he almost laughs at your modesty.

you both being theater heads leads to a lot of helping each other out! arriving at the theater early to help him prepare the stage speakers while you warm up your voice.

hitoshi is ecstatic when you ask him to adjust your mic or move the lights. he’ll take any chance he can to help you out.

if you’re alone in the theater rehearsing, hitoshi sometimes likes to mess with you through the intercom “that’s not how you said the line last time!” he calls out. you didn’t even know he was watching you.

lets you ruffle his hair and mess with his headset.

maybe the other actors don’t know it, but the stage crew does. hitoshi makes sure the stage crew never hears the end of your achievements. he doesn’t even mean to, he just finds himself commenting on your performance.

“she’s really good at that.” he watches from backstage with a smile, speaking to no one in particular.

“be careful with that set piece, my girlfriend is on stage.” he says it deadpan, but eveyone knows he’s serious.

his favorite musical is the addams family, obviously.

consoles in izuku about color theory so he can learn what color stage lights will match best with your skin tone.

you get ready for opening night together. he zips up your costume and you tighten his tie. he gives you flowers and a high quality pair of sheer tights, you almost propose to him right there.

hitoshi is happy he has the pleasure of watching you backstage, seeing you from an angle no one else is.

you stand next to each other when the show is over, and the time comes to bow for the crowd. he doesn’t let go of your hand when the curtain drops. before you can even open your mouth to ask, he speaks “perfect, fucking perfect.” he praises as guides you into a gentle kiss.

omg hii bloom!! i love your works so much so can i request

headcannons 4 mha boys /w their cheerleader girlfriend !!

⋆˚࿔ cheer fever

being the mha boys' cheer captain girlfriend! (,,>﹏<,,)

— includes: kirishima + kaminari + sero (in that order)

contains: f!reader, fluff, established relationship

authors note: wait i love this request too it’s so wholesome. no shinsou this time cus i can’t envision him here, sorry 😓

⋆˚࿔ e.kirishima

eijiro is your sweet jock boyfriend, making you the typical football player x cheerleader couple.

following this trope; your boyfriend is so obsessed with seeing you in his variety jacket. literally gets cuteness aggression and pinches your cheeks.

eijiro LOVES when you’re in your cheer uniform. everytime time he sees you in it he fumbles over his words trying to explain how good you look!

he gets so flustered when he sees you cheering for him on the sidelines. it gives him so much motivation knowing your cheering for him.

after a game he runs straight to you and spins you around, kissing you alllll over. “we did it!” he believes you give him all the strength he had to play (you do).

walks you home after cheer practice.

one time you got him flowers to celebrate his last game of the season. when he saw them, he cried because he got you flowers too! the biggest sweetheart ever.

half of his post on social media are of the both of you after games! he always posts on his story letting people know that his team will be playing and that you’ll be cheering as well. he’s so supportive.

⋆˚࿔ d.kaminari

denki is a loser, everyone knows. so everyone is also confused on how he bagged the most attractive cheerleader in the school.

he brags to EVERYONE about you, it’s a bit embarrassing, but still charming.. “oh yeah, my girlfriend!? she’s the cheer captain!” (no one asked)

forces his friends to come to games so they can help him support you. he’d bring a huge sign with glitter and your name spelt with macaroni while screaming “that’s my girlfriend!!”

still a flirty dork; “need help with your stretching exercises?” randomly asks you to do flips and splits because he genuinely thinks it’s cool.

tried to learn how to braid hair so he can do your game day hair, but he’s not very good at it </3 still, he helps apply your glitter and lipgloss.

no need to hire a photographer because denki will take an album full of photos of you when you're cheering.

after games he gives you a big hug and kisses the crown of your head. “another amazing job, you never miss.” he’ll also take you shopping after special occasions.

+ wore your cheer uniform as a joke once but ended up really liking it on himself.

⋆˚࿔ h.sero

chill boyfriend x cheerleader girlfriend: you guys are a power couple.

hanta was kind oblivious about cheer at first so he does a lot of research to make sure he’s supporting you properly. and he does it every time; chocolates, flowers, and small gifts.

when you tell him he had the body and muscle to be a cheerleader (mostly joking) he freaks and offers to help you practice. he quickly becomes your spot when you're practicing at home!

hanta is obsessed with hearing the drama going on between you and your cheer team, “no way she said that! seriously, she needs to pick a struggle.”

carries all your makeup and equipment wherever you need it.

fixes your bow/skirt and gives you a big smooch before each game. if he notices that you’re nervous before a performance he’ll give you the silliest pep talk to make you laugh. “go out there and show them what you got, yeah?”

when you’re studying together, he’ll beg you to ‘cheer’ him on. sometimes you decide to give him that pleasure just to see that wide grin on his face.

bloom's my hero academia masterlist! ◝(ᵔᗜᵔ)◜

note: works with w ‘⭑’ include nsfw/18+ content, minors dni with these post!

⋆˚࿔ smaus

melodies of us - d.kaminari

shared spaces - d.kaminari

fratastrophe - d.kaminari ⭑

gently yours - e.kirishima

new piercing - e.kirishima, d.kaminari, h.sero, h.shinsou

flirty and unfiltered - e.kirishima, d.kaminari, h.sero, h.shinsou

confused confessions - i.midoriya, e.kirishima, d.kaminari, h.sero, h.shinsou

sticky situation - i.midoriya, e.kirishima, d.kaminari, h.sero, h.shinsou

boyfriend tag - e.kirishima, d.kaminari, h.sero, h.shinsou

whined and dined - e.kirishima, d.kaminari, h.sero, h.shinsou

⋆˚࿔ oneshots

morning hues - e.kirishima, d.kaminari, h.sero, h.shinsou

tricks and tension - h.sero

when courage calls - h.shinsou - part two: maroon stains

where fire burns and molten melts - e.kirishima ⭑

the synonyms of epitome - h.sero

static hearts - d.kaminari ⭑

an orchid's pollen - e.kirishima

capes and crayons - e.kirishima, d.kaminari, h.sero, h.shinsou

in the near future - h.sero

⋆˚࿔ headcanons

love languages - e.kirishima, d.kaminari, h.sero, h.shinsou

cheer fever - e.kirishima, d.kaminari, h.sero

behind the spotlight - e.kirishima, d.kaminari, h.sero, h.shinsou

hyperactive heart eyes - e.kirishima, d.kaminari, h.sero, h.shinsou

nerd status - e.kirishima, d.kaminari, h.sero, h.shinsou

crushed reps - e.kirishima, d.kaminari, h.sero, h.shinsou

⋆˚࿔ series

maturity of a broken constellation - t.shigaraki + t.todoroki [ ongoing ]

⋆˚࿔ morning hues

waking up with the mha boys !

— includes : kirishima, kaminari, sero & shinsou (in that order)

contains: f!reader implied, around 0.3k words each,fluff, established relationship (sorry i’m a sucker for romance) suggestive if you squint, usage baby + babe used, light swearing

authors note: my first drabbles ever guys how are we feeling ! can you guys tell who’s my favorite lolol

also here’s a link to the pose kirishimas is cus idk if i described it well enough haha

⋆˚࿔ e.kirishima

eijiro is a light sleeper. so whenever you begin to shuffle in your sleep, your eyes slowly fluttering open, so does he.

when he finally does find himself fully conscious he immediately pulls you closer to him, yearning for your warmth. his big arms wrapped around your neck and his body pressed flush against yours.

“goodmorning baby.” his voice is rugged, eyes still closed as he places a delicate kiss on the outer shell of your ear.

you maneuver your head up so you can whisper out a small “morning.” before placing a kiss on his forearm. he flexes, pretending to choke you with his muscle. you giggle as your hand moves up to caress his biceps, a sign of appreciation.

he’s smiling, though you can’t see it, you just know. “how’d my girl sleep?” he asks, like he has been every single morning since you’ve gotten together. you’ll never get bored of it.

this is how you spend most early mornings. in bed together, waiting for the sunlight to stream through the bedroom window.

eijiro releases you from his grip, moving to gently rubbing your back as you recall the dream you had that night. you boldly explain the actions from your dream as he passionately listens, making additional comments along the way.

“hmm, yeah? that’s nice baby.” he coos into your ear as his hands rub up and down your shoulder, kisses being periodically planted on your skin.

when the words “i have to get ready.” would eventually escape your lips eijiro would insist you stay in bed a bit longer, he’d even ‘fight’ you for it.

his arms are propped up on either side of your face as he peppers kisses over your giggling face. “eiji, please,” you say between short breaths “i have to get ready for work!”

“i don’t want you to go,” he’d whine, only promising to let you go if you give him another kiss 🩷

⋆˚࿔ d.kaminari

“denki.” you complain for the fifth time. the golden haired boy, whose head is resting on your upper chest, remains still. you watch as his chest rises and falls with every breath, his brows occasionally furrowing. you sigh.

denki is a deep sleeper. usually he wakes up in the early afternoon (though if you two had a long night he could sleep until the late afternoon!!) he’s doesn’t like to admit it but you both know that his sleep schedule is so ass.

“babeee.” you groan. though you really enjoyed the view you also really had to get to work.

finally, he moves. “hmmm?” a low groan escapes his lips. he turns, attempting to bury himself into the crook of your neck.

you take time to drink in the image of your sleeping boyfriend as he nuzzles himself into you. you let out another sigh, this one holding less tension than the first. “kami.” you say, sweetly. your hands find their way to the base of his neck and your fingers slowly climbing up to play with his hair. his grip on you tightens, fingers digging into the side of your waist.

“i have to get up now, okay?” you place a soft kiss onto his sun dyed hair.

you wait a few seconds for a verbal reply and to your surprise (not really) you began to feel a wet patch forming on your neck. “denki.” you dead pan.

“yes y/n?” his eyes are sparking as he looks up at you, feigning innocence.

“that’s not going to work on me again dumbass.” you sit up and ruffle his hair, laughing sweetly at his attempt to keep you in bed.

“but baby-“ he starts to whine as he sits up as well.

when you get off your shared bed you finally see how disheveled he is. his shirt is a wrinkled mess, not to mention it’s slightly riding up his stomach. he’s blinking his eyes, very clearly trying to wake himself up. you bask in his beauty, a smile creeping up on your face.

“i have to get ready, really denks,” you try to put on a stern voice, but it’s hard to leave your boy.

“can you at least turn around before you go?” he ask as with a pout.

your brow cocks at the question. though it is a weird request, it’s your boyfriend request. so you oblige. “happy?” you ask, glancing back from your shoulder to examine the expression on his face.

his eyes are lit up and locked onto your body. “yeah,” his says, a dorky smile on his face as he lays back down. “so happy” he giggles, his voice dreamy.

he falls back asleep not too long after that, his dreams full of you.

⋆˚࿔ h.sero

when you sleep with your boyfriend, hanta, you often find yourself waking up comfortably tucked into the corner of his elbow.

surprisingly, hanta is an early bird and is up with the sun on most days. he likes to spend mornings getting ready together so he usually finds himself staying in bed scrolling on his phone while waiting for you to wake up.

when he sees your sleeping figure finally rise to life he can’t help but tease you a bit.

you attempt to rub the sleep away from your eyes as you turn over on your boyfriend's arm. when you finally open your eyes you’re met with a big grin plastered on the raven haired boy's face.

“look who’s finally awake,” he sings, his tone is teasing, but holding no real sting to it. he tucks his arm in, bringing you closer.

“goodmorning to you too hanta,” you say in a low voice, not being awake enough to play along with his playful attitude.

his face tilts to your reaction, noticing your low energy. he lets out a low hum before leaning to bite your cheek “sorry ma,” he mutters as he pulls away. “i meant to say, goodmorning beautiful,” he corrects.

you can’t help it as a smile creeps up on your face. he always knew exactly how to cheer you up. you bite the inside of your cheek as the outside burns a crimson color.

“such a tease,” you pout as your body moves to hover over his. you tilt your head up to kiss along his jawline, ready to get payback. he lets out a satisfied hum as his hand makes his way to your lower back, possessively laying there.

“y/n,” he starts, his voice is soft. he closes his eyes as his eyebrows knit together. you travel from his jawline down to his neck. he shutters when your soft lips touch his skin, as if you put him under a lovestruck spell.

“hmm?” you mumble from his neck. he opens his eyes to see yours locked onto his, their reflections toying with innocence.

he bites back the smile on his lips as his head falls back onto his pillow, his eyes falling closed once more.

when you pull away from his neck he lets out an airy laugh. “evil,” he says, peeking down at you as you laugh at him.

“that’s what you get,” you giggle.

his hands quickly find their way to you. he’s now holding your face in his hands, “you’re cute,” he breathes out as he squeezes your face, finally leaning in for a proper kiss.

“ready to get up now?”

⋆˚࿔ h.shinsou

hitoshi knows the tell-tale signs of you waking up. he’s seen it so many times before. the way your face scrunches when the sunlight hits your eye. the way your lips fall open while intelligible mutters slip from your mouth.

so hitoshi waits. he doesn’t mind waiting anymore. not when you're lying on his chest, practically on display just for him. it’s all finally worth it when your muttering comes to a stop and your eyes slowly open.

you tilt your head up, your sleepy eyes meeting hitoshis. your boyfriends typically weary eyes are soft and tender as his gaze dances down your body.

“goodmorning,” he says in that deep voice that makes you feel so weak. he rubs your arm as you let out a relieved sigh.

“morning toshi,” you reply with a small smile. “switch?” you offer him.

hitoshi was quick to nods so you switch positions; toshi now sprawled out across your chest as you laid on your back underneath him. your hands raced to his hair, pushing his lavender locs back and massaging his scalp. the soft mewl of contentment he lets out makes your skin feel hot. “you sleep at all?” you ask, mostly to calm yourself down.

“like three, maybe four hours?” he said with shrug as if he was trying to downplay the situation. he dipped his head low, not knowing you could see the tip of his ears color themselves pink.

“not bad,” you say, placing a kiss to the crown of his head.

okay, maybe he hadn’t told you how he’s been sleeping way better because you're by his side. maybe he couldn’t handle hearing you say how proud of him while you kiss him all over. maybe he couldn’t handle how cute you’d look with a smile that big on your face.

yeah, he definitely couldn’t handle that. not yet.

he’s not new to your shared morning routine, but for some reason seeing you tousled up next to him in bed, early in the morning, still manages to make his heart race.

can you pls write a smau w the mha boys with the reader suprising them with their new piercings 💔

⋆˚࿔ new piercing, who’s this?

showing your boyfriend ur new piercing!

— includes: kirishima, kaminari, shinsou, & sero !

contains: feminine compliments, fluff

authors note: thanks for the request!

i MIGHT make a part two with different characters (katsuki, izuku, shoto, etc.) but i wanted to start with some of the lesser done characters because they deserve love too ❤️

Day 3: Bakugou Katsuki + Kirishima Eijirou; CNC

Kinktober Masterlist

TW: Rape, noncon

WC: 928

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This was kinda fucked up. It was hot but you were still questioning if it was worth it. Rape was wrong and you knew it, but this was very consensual. You had a safe word and you wanted to try things out in the bedroom. That’s why you had this idea that you proposed to them, it was sexy enough for them to agree. 

You were flipped over from your position of being thrown to the bed. You put up a (fake) fight but it was hopeless against two well built heroes. They just picked you up, Bakugou did, as Kirishima stopped you from hitting either of them.

Bakugou had your arms pinned to the side of your head and your struggling legs spread by his own. He ground his knee onto your wet cunt, making it stain your panties. You let out a breathy moan, your face trying to hold up a mad expression, as Bakugou chuckled, “Giving in, Princess?”

You shook your head and bit your lip in order to suppress your moan but with a rough grab to your face, Bakugou pinched your chin down and crashed his lips onto yours. He basically shoved a tongue down your throat, forcing a moan out of you. You forgot for a split second that you had to resist, melting onto his lips for just a moment.

He pulled away with a huff, a string of saliva connecting the two pairs of lips. He smirked wickedly while you glared at him, a jerk from his knee caused you to wince, a whimper escaping you. 

Meanwhile Kirishima palmed himself through his shorts impatiently, “Can’t we just fuck her already?” He whined

Bakugou looked back at you, licking his lips, “Yeah, we should do that”

A string of protests left your mouth contradicting how you actually felt. They lifted you by your wrists and restraining your ankles and adjusted you to be in the middle of the bed. 

Bakugou ripped the pajama shorts you wore, and the panties you need giving a silent promise to buy you another pair of each. Your wetness was enough for him to slip in without preparation knowing it would hurt but you could take it.

Kirishima had revealed his length, stroking it slowly while looking intently at your entrance. Small puffs of breath left his lips in anticipation. His thumb had brushed over his slit, smearing his precum on his tip. He licked his lips and gulped, soothing his dry throat.

Bakugou had moved, you felt his tip prod at your entrance, “What, cat got your tongue?” He taunted. 

You gave him a cold glare, masking the arousal that you felt in your very core, “Fuck off” you spat

He slowly pushed in, enjoying the way your face contorted into feigned discomfort. And maybe it was the fact that you didn’t prep, or the roleplay that got to you, but he felt slightly different, bigger almost. When he reached halfway in you you breathed a sigh of relief, trying not to show any evident sign of pleasure.

“Is it all in?”

The question had stroked his ego, did he really feel good enough, big enough, that barely anything more than half felt like his full length? He grinned and so did Kirishima, bearing his sharp teeth. 

You looked at them suspiciously before realizing what was happening. 

“It’s in, all right-”

You breathed a sigh of relief.

“I’m putting it all in right now!” He huskily exclaimed.

Your eyes widened before you could get prepared. He sheathed himself fully in you, you gasping for air like it had been knocked out of you. Your eyes crossed and rolled back. Your tongue lolled out and the sight of you like this had them both crazy.

Kirishima had saw it too, his hand speeding up. Bakugou growled, pounding into you. Your back arched and Bakugou had taken one of your nipples in his mouth, pulling it between his teeth. Your moans got loud, one hand shooting up to cover your mouth. He got mad, pulling away from your face, making you mewl in pleasure.

You got close and finally reached your high, you clenched and came quickly. Tears pricked your eyes as you clenched around him. Bringing him to his high. 

“Ahh fuck, I’m gonna pump you full of cum. Fuck- I’m really gonna test your birth control huh?” He released in you, you felt his seed fill you up. It was warm and filled you to the brim. 

He pulled out, pushing Kirishima quickly to fuck you, knowing he was edging himself the whole time. Kirishima rushed to enter you, in your blissed out state you moaned at the intrusion. “Aww, Baby, you want us that much”

He brought his hand to your face making you nod, “Aww but that’s different from what you said earlier” he mocked. “Okay, I’m going all out. Be ready”

Almost immediately he thrusted into you. Going at an almost inhuman pace he brought you to your second orgasm. He took in the sight of you fucked into pure bliss. He climaxed way before he thought he would. The slippery-ness of previous cum in you and how tight you were had him releasing in you while you jerked around. 

You felt some seed drip out of you. Kirishima pulled out and Bakugou looked closely at just how filled you were. You were fucked out of your mind, still basking in the after glow. They panted, catching their breath. They then nodded to each other, agreeing to start getting you cleaned up

Eijirou Kirishima x Shy!Reader

Summary: Class 1A goes on a field trip and the bus ride there gets very interesting

Quirk: You can control plants and make them grow from the ground. You need a base through, like a seed or root and you can make it grow from that. You can move it and make it grow bigger and taller than it is (i.e. you can make a flower huge if you wanted to). If overused, you get dizzy and could pass out.

Warnings/Genre: fluff, slight plot change

WC: 1,267

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You were always the quiet type, not one to socialize that much. So, when you got into the most prestigious hero school in Japan, you were so nervous. The first few weeks you wouldn’t talk to anyone, gaining the title of the quiet girl. You did eventually make some friends, through the two girls who first approached you. Uraraka and Ashido. They let you hang out with them and their squads, though you weren’t very close to them, you got along with them just fine.

Midoriya was known to be awkward around certain people and so he knew what it was like for you not to be able to carry much of a conversation, and he saved you every time you stuttered and froze up. Iida liked you as you were very quiet and never caused trouble, you studied and he helped you from time to time. 

Todoroki and you had an okay relationship, you were both quiet but he was able to open up a little more than you and didn’t have as much trouble socializing as you. He helped you in some conversations and told you how to open up a little more but the difference was he was only quiet and you were shy, you thanked him for all his advice though. 

Asui tried to include you in conversations, and she was kind like that. She was quite observant and could see when and when not to bring you up in conversation. Aoyama was self centered and would use that when you wanted to divert attention from yourself. 

All in all, the Dekusquad was very determined to make you comfortable with them and others. The Bakusuad though, they were a different story, as soon as Ashido introduced you to them they immediately tried to get you out of your shell. They always complimented you about how smart and beautiful you were, especially Kirishima and Kaminari, and you always blushed and stuttered when they did. 

Sero was always more kind to you, he respected your boundaries and saved you when you froze up. Kaminari wanted to get you to be more sociable, he was always including you in conversations and constantly raised your self esteem. Bakugou was always rude to everyone, he wasn’t very different to you. He would never compliment you but he wouldn’t insult you as much as everyone else. And to be honest, he would throw hands to anyone who would hurt you. 

Kirishima just wanted to get close to you. He wanted to impress you and make you feel comfortable. He wanted you to be happy in school and you were, because of all your friends. He liked you too, not just as a friend, and his whole squad knew but wouldn’t tell you as they didn’t want you to get embarrassed. They did push him to you and you did enjoy his company. Just his overall energy was very welcoming and fun. 

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You were sitting in lunch with the Bakusquad. They were discussing the upcoming overnight field trip. “Where are we even going?” Kaminari asked.

“To a camp, I heard we’re not even training, we’re just going to have fun!” ashido chirped excitedly

“Tch, why are we even doing this?” Bakugou grumbled,.

“I heard the Principal said each class is having an outing to rest and refresh, just enough to let us do better in training” Kirishima commented

“Ah, to ease the soreness of intense training” You said quietly

“Exactly!” Kirishima beamed at you, excited that you replied to him, normally not talking in conversations.

You smiled back at him as the table were deciding who to sit with on the bus. You went pale, you didn’t like choosing seatmates because you weren’t as close with people as they were to each other. Ashido noticed and asked you, “why don’t you sit with us?” 

“U-uh, sure” you said and continued eating your food. Behind your back Ashido gave Kirishima a look, him blushing, understanding the wordless conversation they had.

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You got in the bus and followed Ashido to the seat, you were about to sit in the seat closest to the door but Ashido sat in the seat two away frm it. It meant you had to sit in between her and someone else. You got nervous as it might be someone who you weren’t close with bu you visibly relaxed when you saw it was Kirishima. He smiled at you, “Is this seat taken?” he asked. You shook your head as he sat next to you. You blushed and looked away, he was so attractive. You had to admit, even if you didn’t exactly have a crush on him, he was someone you liked to spend time with. The only problem being you couldn’t talk to him much without blushing and stuttering. 

He made small conversation with you and you tried to continue it as much as possible but you would occasionally stutter and freeze. He would laugh it off and save you from embarrassment, something you were thankful for. At one point, you yawned, telling him you were gonna take a nap and leaned on Ashido’s shoulder. She let you fall asleep before she looked at Kirishima.

He got scared at the look she gave him as she laughed evilly. He shushed her seeing as you were sleeping peacefully. “She’s a heavy sleeper, don’t worry” She said. She told Kirishima to lift up his arm and straighten it. He did as told, confusion written on his face as other people started to watch to find out what Ashido was up to. 

She shoved you off of her and onto Kirishima. “Mina!” He whisper-shouted. Because of his arm being up, you were laying on his chest. People were laughing at his red face, taking pictures and telling him to wrap his arm around you. He reluctantly did so and you stirred. Everyone went quiet and he panicked, mentally preparing himself for facing your embarrassment. He constructed an apology in his mind as you shifted your body around. You ended up laying your head on the middle of his chest, wrapping your arm around his torso.

A blush erupted in his face, his cheeks getting as red as his hair. You lightly snored in your sleep. His face softened and pulled you to him tightly. He stared at you for a little, everyone finishing up their photoshoot and returning to their conversations. Ashido smiled brightly at him, knowing she did her job, and talked to the person beside her.

Kirishima laid his head on yours, inhaling your sweet scent, the scent lulling him to sleep. God, how he wanted this, he imagined you two being like this, and he wanted to make it happen one day. What can he say, he was head over heels for you. He dreamed about this, cuddling you like this, sleeping with you like this, it was almost perfect.

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You woke up, your eyes still closed as you wondered what you were sleeping on. The scent was comforting, and your arms were wrapped around it, your head was laying on it. It felt great. Then you came to the realization that you were laying on someone. Your eyes shot open and saw a familiar white t-shirt. You looked up, your head forcing Kirishima’s to stop laying on yours. His eyes opened as you both stared at each other, eyes wide. everyone was getting out on the bus and you quickly stood up. 

“I’m sorry!” You said and quickly hopped off the bus, blushing. Oh my god you just slept on Kirishima! You felt weirdly giddy at the thought. Did he enjoy it? Was he even okay with it? He was sleeping on you too so you could only assume yes.

When the class marched forward to where they would be sleeping, you tugger on Kirishima’s shirt to stay behind. Looking at your shoes, your face red, “Um... thanks for letting me sleep on you...” You mumbled

He smiled an rubbed the back of his neck, “It’s alright! It was actually really comfortable...” He said the last part quietly, though letting you hear it. You were both blushing and not looking at each other. A surge of confidence surged through you as you leaned in and gave him a soft kiss on the cheek, “maybe we can do it again on the way back” you suggested and left to catch up to the class. He stood there shocked and blushing, touching the part of his cheek that your plush lips pressed against. He came to his senses and smiled brightly, running up to the class excited to tell his friends what happened.

Child!Bakusquad x Reader

Summary: Bakusquad bois got hit with a de-aging quirk and you are tasked to taake care of them

Quirk: Water manipulation. You can control water and can choose to only use H2O or can also carry things is it. If you use it too much you will get dehydrated

Genre/Warnings: Cursing,fluff?? This was kinda just random. There are a bunch of this but I wanted to try just the Bakusquad

WC: 1,450

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What happened? What led to this? Trying to figuratively raise four baby teenagers? Well, this is what happened.

It was a warm Saturday afternoon, you were done with your homework and somewhat sore from training throughout the week. Suddenly you heard a knock on the door. You grunted, getting up from the couch of your house/apartment. You parents weren’t home so you had to get the door. You walked up as the knocking became more frantic. You sighed, exasperated, “Alright, alright” you yelled and opened the door. You were met with a pink-skinned, alien-eyed classmate of yours. “What?” You snapped at her, annoyed she ruined your relaxing time. 

“So here’s the thing, we we’re walking and this dude bumped into Bakugou and he started to yell so the dude got scared and hit them with his quirk”

You raised your eyebrow, “get to the point”

She sighed, “he had a de-aging quirk and now the boys are 3 or 4 years old”

Then you felt something. Small hands were felt against your leg, as if trying to grab you attention. You looked down and saw four small children. One with puffy blonde hair, one with a black streak in his, and two with straight black hair. 

“HOLY SHIT” You screeched and jumped back. “WHAT THE FUCK” 

“I know, I know but please take care of them” You stared at her, shock still present on your features

“Why me!?” You yelled, looking at the dumbfounded children.

“Well, I need to get home, Bakugou’s mom said she didn’t wanna deal with him, Sero’s parents are out of town, and Kaminari’s parent’s will kill him if they found out” she said

“Well, what about Eijiro?” you asked and glared as Ashido pushed the boys into your home.

“Oh his mom would happily take care of him but he wanted to stay with his friends who were asking to go to your place” you had to admit, it was really adorable

You sighed, “uuugh fiiine, I’ll take them”

Mina cheered and so did the boys. She quickly said her goodbyes and left the boys to you. As soon as the door closed you kneeled down to level with the children.

“You guys didn’t lose any memories right” 

“We didn’t, dumbass” Bakugous mumbled

“Aww, don’t curse Kacchan” you said, your words laced with feigned sweetness

“What did you fucking call me, yo-” before he could continue, you grabbed him and hugged him tight, “if you don’t want me to throw you back to your mom, you better shut up”

He did as told and you set him down. “But I want hugs too” Kaminari whined as you chuckled, “later maybe, first let’s make some things clear. Do all your parents know your staying here”

“Yeah! We told our parents we were having a sleepover!” Kirishima said happily and you wrapped your arm around him, carrying him naturally.

“How long will this last?” you asked and carried Bakugou in your other arm.

“A day” he replied

“And where did you get your clothes?” you asked your last question

“Kirishima’s mom gave it to us before we left to go here” Sero said

You stood up, walking with two boys in your arms, to your living room. You set them down as the other two followed. You grabbed some school supplies and tossed the remote at them. “The tv is yours for now, and here’s some  paper, crayons and pens and stuff. Imma take a nap” You walked to the other couch, leaving them to their devices. You quickly fell asleep as the boys talked among themselves.

“Why did you guys get carried and we didn’t” Kaminari complained

“She only has two arms, duh” Sero commented as he started drawing on paper.

“I want love too” he whined and tried to take the remote from Bakugou to which he just pushed him away. They spent about 15 minutes arguing and playing and whatnot until they realized one was missing. “Hey, where’s Kirishima?”

The three boys looked around and found him with you. He was wrapped in your arms as you both slept peacefully. Kaminari whined “him again!”

Waking up, you both stirred. “Denki shut up” you grumbled. Kaminari broke out in tears. You got up and lifted him to your chest. Patting his back, asking,”what’s wrong?” 

“It’s just you and- Bakugou- and Kirishima- and not hugging me!” he cried and sobbed as you bounced him lightly. A ‘what do I do?’ look was on your face as you faced the guys and they just shrugged. You reluctantly brought him with you to the couch and had him lay on you as you patted his back. His sobs got softer as it waws replaced by soft snoring. You giggled at how fast he fell asleep and felt your arm being tugged. Sero put it around him and snuggled up to your side. You smiled to yourself and dozed off, hearing the soft breaths of the two boys snuggling up to you. 

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You awoke to quite a sight, Kaminari mover to hugging you tighter, his breathing tickling your neck, Sero was still where he was, Bakugou was on your side opposite of Sero, hugging your arm, and Kirishima was resting comfortably on your legs. You swore your heart was gonna melt. You noticed how late it was getting and gently shook them awake. They yawned and let you get up as some rubbed their adorable sleepy eyes. 

“So what do you guys wanna eat for dinner?” you asked

Stars were in their eyes as they simultaneously yelled “PIZZA”

Your giggle caught their attention and made them blush knowing they make you laugh. You got up and went to call the pizza place and you walked up to them again. “Okay so, while we wait for it to arrive, you will unfortunately have to take a bath” their blushes all got darker and all you went silent

“NO WAIT I’M NOT GETTING NAKED WITH YOU” You blushed furiously at you just grabbed them and pulled them to the bathroom.

“Just uh, take off your clothes, I won’t look” you said, turning the knob and letting the warm water  pour down. You glanced back and realized only Kaminari complied. You quickly told him to step in the tub and he did so. You used your quirk to lift up some soapy water and swished it around Kaminari as he laughed at the feeling. You took some clean water and rinsed the soap off of him. And just like that his bath was dome in 2 minutes. You did it on Kirishima, then Sero, then Bakugou, him being more grumpy than the others. You felt like a cool mom at the same time like their girlfriend, taking care of them. The thought made you blush as you found yourself answering the door and paying for the pizza. You sat in your dining area, watching the boys excitedly chomp on their slices, quickly getting seconds and thirds. You saw them get messy but Bakugou had it the worse, the grease and tomato sauce got all over his mouth. You shyly got some tissue paper and wiping the corners of his mouth. His face got warm as you gently patted the tissue against his lips. You looked so beautiful right now, almost like an angel, your hair falling gently and your touch was gentle too. 

The others wanted you to do that with them too but each didn’t want to bother you more than they already did. The moment was over as soon as it started and you quickly finished up your ‘meal’ and did the dishes. They did figure out how to put on a movie but you all agreed you were too full for popcorn. You placed yourself between Bakugou and Kaminari as Sero sat against your legs and Kirishima sat beween them. You eventually fell asleep from the tiring day you had with the boys even if it mostly consisted of napping. 

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You woke up latching on to a shirtless Sero. You squeaked, turning red, you shook him awake, waiting for an explanation. He shifted in his sleep and looked down at you. His hair was ruffled and this cheeks were tainted pink. Cute. 

“So, um, the others are making breakfast. We kinda woke up naked and the clothes were ripped”

You blushed and froze up as he did too

“B-But you don’t need to worry! Nothing happened! We did use you oversized pants, shirts and hoodies and I have to say, you have a lot” he chuckled, “it’s not weird though. Just weirdly convenient”

You both had a good laugh as you went to breakfast with the others.

BROOOOOO

the bungo stray dogs brainrot is REALLL

Okay but like....

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

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

Day 7: Is this yours?

Dragon Kirishima x Human AFAB Reader

Your grandfather always warned you of the boys with giant smirks and playful eyes, but he never warned you about the kind ones with sharp teeth and dragon wings.  5.8k Warning: NSFW. SMUT. Cute passionate love, cause I was in a cutesy Eijiro mood. Also warning, DRAGON DICK.

You worked picking apples from the trees. It was hard work trying to get them all and collect them again, especially since it was just you working the fields recently, but someone had to get it done. It was hard work as the sun beat down against you, only making you hotter and lazier as you moved, trying to finish picking all the apples and throw them down in a basket. You stood in short overalls and a straw hat, standing on an old ladder to reach the top of the trees.   

It was on days like this, you wished you could go out with friends or sit inside all day. You could only wish to wear their nice clothes and walk around town till your heart desired. However, doing that wouldn’t get money to put food on the table. It also would mean that there would be no one else to take care of the farm. There used to be multiple of other workers that worked the farm lands and the orchids too, but since the plague a few years ago, much help had dwindled. It was now all about taking care of one’s own family.   

You sighed as you wiped sweat off your brow with the back of your arm. You looked down at all the apples you had picked down on the ground in the wooden sewn baskets. You carefully went down the steps of the ladder, thinking that you had collected enough to take back to the barn and come back with another set of empty baskets. You landed down on the ground safely. You placed your hand on your back trying to straighten up your posture. You didn’t need a bad back to come along with your problems. After a few seconds of rest and delay, you bent down to pick up one of the baskets.   

“Uh... Excuse me.”   

“Oh gods!” You nearly jumped out of your skin as you quickly turned around to face whoever had spoken to you.   

Standing in front of you was a rather tall man, with round red eyes that seemed so soft and caring. He had long Redhair that cascaded down his back that matched his eyes, and surprisingly you also noticed the red flakes that seemed to decorate his skin. You had never seen a man like him before. He looked like he had muscle, easily he would be able to overpower you, but at the same time, he looked like he was thinner than he should have been. His eyes widened at your shout, noticing that he scared you. “Oh, I’m sorry. I didn’t mean to scare you.” He apologised with a bow of his head.  He held a red apple towards you. “Is this yours?” He asked softly. It was surprising for you to hear such a soft voice out of a man who looked double your size. “I noticed it just a bit away from here and then I noticed you.”  

You looked down at the apple. You had seen so many of the damn fruits, you weren’t exactly sure if that was the apple you pick fourteen apples ago or the very first one you had picked. You nodded. “Probably, how come?” You asked him as you flicked your gaze back up to him. The redhead looked down at the apple almost in disappointment, hearing that it was yours. His eyebrows furrowed as he looked down at the fruit. You frowned. Poor guy was probably hungry. “Do you want it?” You asked.   

His eyes immediately flicked up to you, having his entire attention on you. He nodded his head eagerly. He bowed at the waist. “Yes please.” He had great manners for his appearance. He stood in a loose old black tunic and brown pants. He was barefoot but he didn’t seem to mind all that badly. Surprisingly he didn’t have any sort of sun burn.  

You smiled. “Well, you can have that one for now, but if you help me with my chores, I can get you more.”  

He perked up at the mention of the deal. For a moment, he thought it over in his head before smiling. He nodded his head fiercely, seeing no problem with the deal and really eager to earn more apples. “That would be amazing.” He took the apple in both hands, making you realise how small the apple was compared to him, and he took a huge bite out of it happily. He smiled broadly with really sharp teeth. You heard a sort of purr sound come from him. From his ears and the horns on his head, you knew he wasn’t the least bit human. You wondered what race of creatures he belonged to. You watched him eat the apple very much happy.  

While he did so, you turned your attention to picking up any stray apples and putting them in the apple baskets. When you were all done you found him finished with his apple. Your eyebrows furrowed for a moment, realising something. “Where’s the core of the apple?” You asked him with a furrowed brow.   

He just looked at you lost at your question with a tilt of his head. “The what?” He asked you.   

You opened your mouth to explain, but at the end you decided to leave it be. “It’s no matter.” You waved it down, having little concern. You then looked down to the two woven baskets. “I need your help carrying all these apples,” You lifted your head to point over to a red barn not too far away from where you were. “Over there.” You informed him looking over at the barn. You knew you would have to take strategic stops because of how heavy the apples were when in the baskets, but you didn’t mind all that much. “I’ll have to stop every now and then, but I’m sure if we pace ourselves well then we can- SWEET HOLY GODS!”   

The redhead was carrying both baskets in his hands, effortlessly. One on each shoulder stabilised by one hand. He looked at you with a smile on his face. “So just over there?” He asked as he motioned to the barn. It was as if he wasn’t carrying apple baskets that no doubt weighted probably weighed more than an average person. With wide eyes you nodded as you started walking with him. He smiled as he trailed along with you into the sun out to the barn. “Oh!” He picked up as if almost remembering something important. He turned to look at you as best as he could with the baskets on his shoulders. “Forgive me, but I haven’t asked you your name.”   

You chuckled and nodded your head to him, with a tilt of your hat. “Y/N. It’s nice to meet you, big fella.” That made a sharp tooth grin come to his face. “What’s your name?”  

He was silent for a moment, almost as if thinking of the answer. His eyebrows furrowed but then he seemed sure as he turned to look at you with a soft smile. “Kirishima... Kirishima Eijiro... I think.” He said looking away with furrow of his eyebrows. “Forgive me, but I am not fully sure if I may be telling you a fib.” He warned you with a small embarrassed laugh.   

You tilted your head confused at his statement. “A fib?” You asked. “Do you not know your name?” You tried not to sound judgemental towards him.   

“I’m not sure, to be honest with you.” He revealed to you. “All I know is that one day I woke up in the middle of the forest, alone and without my memories. Slowly I started to remember some bits and pieces from my past but they were not a lot.” He answered to you honestly.  

“Oh dear, you poor thing.” You tapped his side gently, trying to be friendly. By the look on his face, he appreciated the gesture. “If you don’t have a place to go, we could always use some company and a pair of working hands.” You offered towards him.   

Kirishima smiled down at you brightly. “Do I get more apples?” He asked excitedly. You were sure that if he could wag a tail, it would probably be wagging up a storm at the question.  

You laughed with a bright smile on your face to which made him feel happier to hear and see. You nodded your head, affirming what he was saying. “Of course.” You assured him. “You can have as much as you’d like.” You promised him.   

The two of you made it to the barn. You pushed opened the door and led him over to where you had put all the other apples. After placing the baskets down, the two of you continued to work until the sun was setting. With Kirishima around, you had finished much earlier than expected and even got to sorting apples. You led Kirishima back to the main barn house with a small basket of apples for the house itself. Sitting on the porch with a fluffy golden retriever at his feet, was your uncle. He wasn’t actually related to you but you knew him well enough to consider him family.  

He was family.   

You smiled at him. “Uncle Toshinori.” You greeted. Instantly the golden retriever lifted her head and noticed the new person accompanying you. She got up and quickly headed over to Kirishima. Kirishima looked down at her, his pupils widening in interest at the new animal friend. She barked and jumped, circling him in excitement. Kirishima smiled and went down to her level, patting her side. You motioned over to Kirishima. “This is Kirishima Eijiro. He’s been helping me with my chores today.”  

The old man laughed. He had two longer strands of greying blond hair that framed his thin face. “I saw, young Y/N.” He told you amused. He turned his attention to Kirishima, who felt his blue-eyed gaze from where he was crouched. Kirishima smiled at the dog before standing back up straight to full height to look at Toshinori. The old man looked at Kirishima carefully, noticing his features. “You’re a dragon.”   

You turned to Kirishima in surprise, having not figured that out yet. Kirishima nodded his head. “Indeed, I am, sir.”  

“You’re a long way from home.” Toshinori spoke factually. He lifted a frail hand over to the right. “What are you doing here?” He asked.   

Kirishima scratched the back of his head. “To be frank, I am not too sure. I lost my memories so I don’t remember my reason for being here.”   

You turned to the older man and put your hands together. “Please Uncle Toshinori. Can Kirishima stay here just till he gains his memories back. He’s already said he can help around the farm until he wants to leave.” You begged him.   

Toshinori shook his head at you but he chuckled. He wasn’t surprised and didn’t blame your reasoning. He knew you had a big heart, however, he also knew you were lonely here. He turned his gaze back to Kirishima once more. “Can you work hard?” He asked the dragon hybrid.   

Kirishima nodded his head dutifully. “Till my last breath, sir.”  

“Are you willing to learn?”  

“Absolutely.”   

Toshinori hummed for a moment, before nodding his head. “Alright.” He stated. “He can stay.” Both you and Kirishima bowed in gratitude to the old man. “But!” He interrupted the celebrations. He pointed a finger to Kirishima with an icy glare to his blue eyes. He was being deathly serious about his next statement. “You hurt my Y/N...” He started with a stoic tone. “And I will pluck every scale from your body one at a time. Do you understand me?” He asked.   

Kirishima nodded his head furiously. “Yes sir.”   

“Great!” You chirped out. You took Kirishima’s hand making his eyes go wide at the gesture. His big hand with small red speckled scales was so giant compared to yours. You dragged him forward. “Come on, Kirishima. I’ll show you to your room and get you a fresh change of clothes. I’m making apple pie!” You told him.  

Kirishima had to bend down significantly to get through the doorway of your home. The sound of apples caught his attention. “Apples?” The large dragon asked looking down at you as you dragged him down the hallway.  

Since then Kirishima had been an avid member of Plus Ultra Acres. He was an absolute darling and you wondered how men like him still existed. He was sweet, humble and always looking to help. He did his chores to perfection and even managed to find a way to befriend all the cows. However, the goats didn’t seem to like him all that much.  

With his new overalls, a straw hat and boots, he was just like you. However, he was noticeable different. Especially after a few short months of farm work he easily thickened up, exponentially. It was as if he had a growth spurt. He had muscle to him. A lot of it, that went well with his already large demeanour. The two of you did much research on dragons and also relied on his memories and instincts. For example, his wings. They sprung up one day and you took (probably more than you should have) advantage of the fact that he could fly. Mostly by telling him to go pick the apples that you couldn’t reach or other fruits from trees.  

The two of you, along with your happy golden retriever some days, were inseparable. It was almost as though the two of you had been friends for the longest of time. He was just so bubbly and sweet. Hell, it was like that with everyone Kirishima met, he easily became much of a town celebrity, being the first ever dragon to be in the town before. At first some were frightened of him due to his very large demeanour, but getting to know him, you would never believe that you were ever afraid of him. He was often off helping people with his unreal strength or tasting some new pastry or dish. He was just such a lively and friendly person, it was hard not to love him.   

However, when all was said and done, he always preferred your company the most.   

With him you could talk about anything. You could talk about when you were growing up, past relationships even something as stupid as fighting over flies versus bees. Admittedly, Kirishima was a bee patron but you think it’s just because bees wouldn't want to sting a dragon. With Kirishima he made life so much better. Just seeing him made you smile. Talking to him made your day better and being with him was as if you felt whole for the first time in your life.   

You weren’t sure how to describe it, but looking at him made your heart swell and beat out of your chest. It made you feel as though you were the brightest star in the sky, the only flower in the field and the only diamond amongst stones. He treated you like royalty and with so much respect it often scared you and made you wonder whether you weren’t suffering from a long case of heat stroke and you were just imagining him.   

“I’m pretty sure that one looks like a cow.” He pointed out as the both of you lay in a field of dandelions behind the farm just a bit in the forest, looking up at the stars. The both of you were stargazing tonight, the cool breeze from another long and hard day’s work always made staying outside better.   

You giggled at his statement. “It looks more like a pig to me.” You told him putting your hands on your stomach.   

Kirishima’s eyebrows scrunched up as he turned to look at you. “But when it comes to it, what’s the difference?” You giggled again at his question. Kirishima’s face softened at the look on your face as he watched you giggle and laugh.  

“I think there’s a difference between a cow and a pig, Eijiro.”  

“Meat is meat.”  

You gasped. “Eijiro!”  

He chuckled at your expression, finding it amusing. For a moment it descended back to comfortable silence with the sound of the crickets and the night. Kirishima looked down away from your face for a moment. “I... I remember something.” He spoke quietly as he looked away from you.   

“Hm?” You turned to look at him, wondering what he remembered.   

Over the course of the past year that Kirishima was with you, he started to remember bits and pieces of the past. Of his past. About how he got to where he was and where he came from. However, most of it was still a bit jumbled up... Or at least you thought it was jumbled up to him. Kirishima sighed as he closed his eyes for a moment. “Back at home... on Dragon Island...” Kirishima started softly. “The stars... were much better than this.” He let out with a soft scoff. He opened his eyes once more, his gaze of a beautiful ruby red, looked up at the stars almost waiting for something more. “There were so many stars in the sky, that at night, you would hardly need a flame to see. The moon and stars were so big and beautiful, every night was like a festival of stars.” He reached a hand up and swiped it over the sky over the both of you. Just then a shooting star came flying by.   

You gasped. “Kiri!” You let out excitedly. “It’s a shooting star! Make a wish.” You said as you squeezed your eyes shut tightly as you made a wish for yourself.   

Kirishima raised an eyebrow in confusion. “Make a wish?” He asked.   

You nodded your head. “Mh.” You opened your eyes done with your wish. “It’s said if you make a wish on a shooting star then it could come true.” You told him. “Don’t dragons worship the stars?”  

“Uh...” Kirishima hesitated to respond to that. “We do, but it’s different. We pray to the god the Starry Flame, but we believe that the stars in the sky are dragons that have passed from this world and have return to live amongst the Starry Flame in the heavens.”  

You looked up at the stars with a new light. You hummed. “That sounds comforting.” You spoke softly. “I don’t think we humans have that.” You told him. “But if we did, I think I would feel better knowing I could see my family in the stars after the plague.” You expressed to him, more for yourself than for him. Kirishima turned to you worried. He was always worrying about you. Especially when he found out that besides Toshinori, you would basically be alone. Before he could have time to do so, you turned to look at him with a forced smile on your face. “What about your family? Do you remember anything more about them?” You asked.   

That’s when Kirishima truly hesitated. He pushed himself up as he looked down away from you. His red eyebrows furrowed as he frowned. He didn’t want to have this talk so soon, but it seems like it everything had a time and place. He sighed as he closed his eyes for a moment. Dread settled in the pit of his stomach as he tried to find the words to tell you.   

Your own eyebrows furrowed as you sat up as well. You looked to him worried. You placed your hand over his in the grass. “Kiri...” You spoke softly. You didn’t receive an answer. “Eijiro... I’m sorry if I touched a sensitive subject for you, I-”   

“No, it’s not that.” He told you honestly. He tilted his head back to you. He waited a few seconds before facing you again fully. “Y/N...” He looked sad as he continued to talk to you. “My family... my parents... their alive, on Dragon Island. Or at least the last time I remember them being there.”   

Your face brightened up at the happy news. “Well that’s amazing!” You smiled. “That means you can go find them, probably. It mean-”  

“But what about you?” He asked interrupting you as his hand took your smaller one fully in his own, swallowing your small hand in his grasp. He looked at you seriously.  

You looked down at your joined hands before looking back up at him. You tried to force a smile and a shrug. “What about me?” You asked him.  

“I... I don’t want to leave you.” He told you honestly, looking down away from you with furrowed brows. “I really don’t want to leave without you.” His voice was soft and raw and honest. Your eyes widened in surprise at his confession. “I couldn’t have been so safe and looked after if it weren’t for you opening up your home and life to me. I... I don’t think I even wanted to remember anything about myself when there is you in my life to consume my days.” He smiled softly, that smile that always made your heart race and butterflies' storm in your stomach. “But... I know that there are responsibilities and people waiting for me back there...” He stated truthfully looking down away from you. “And you can’t leave Toshinori or the farm here either...”  

You hesitated to speak as it once again descended into silence between the two of you. The clearing of dandelion flowers amongst the both of you, settled back into silence. “So... you’re leaving.” You spoke softly. He nodded his head sullenly.  

You frowned but you turned to him. Deciding to take a risk. You brought a hand up to his face, forcing him to face you. You looked up at him, making sure to keep your eyes locked on him. You carefully went up onto your knees moving closer to him. Kirishima didn’t move unless you moved him. He didn’t say anything as he stared up at you as you straddled his waist. His eyes wide and his pupils dilated to look up at you with uncertainty and yet he wanted everything you were willing to give him. You both just stared at each other for a moment, your hearts beating fast and your hold on each other certain.  

“Then... lets make the most of now.” You whispered down to him, placing both your hands to cup his face.   

He placed a hand over one of your own. He closed his eyes for a moment, just a moment, before opening them once more to find your lips just a mere inch away from his. “Y/N...” He whispered. He smiled softly. “I guess it can’t be helped then.”   

Not letting you respond, he wrapped his arms around you tighter as he filled the space between the both of you. Pushing his body up to meet yours. His skin was like fire against yours. Warm and comforting. It lit and unleashed the tension between the both of you in a way you couldn’t describe. You kissed him with all of your heart, trying to reach him closer than you already were to him. Kirishima placed his hands on your hips holding you down to him. You moved back for air for only a moment, and Kirishima was chasing your lips again. Moving to kiss you and hold you tighter. He felt like you were too far still. He didn’t want to drift away from you. You were the one certainty in his whole life right now that he just couldn’t bear to be wrenched away from.   

He pulled your hips down closer to him. Your hands moved down his face, down his neck to his chest. You balled up the material of his tunic in your hands as you tried to chase the burning passion in your heart for him. You sighed, arching your back into him, feeling the tension and need start to build up in your body. “Eijiro...” You whispered to the heavens as his mouth moved down to your neck. He could feel the rushing of your heartbeat and pulse on his lips. His hands moved underneath your shirt. His calloused hands moved around your soft skin, feeling you underneath him. He sighed against your skin almost as if it was relief to touch you. You found yourself moving your hips around trying and searching for pleasure in his grasp. Everything felt too hot for you and yet not hot enough. You moved on of your hands into his thick locks of red hair, feeling the way he sucked on your neck, leaving marks on your skin.  

Kirishima moved his hands up your body to your chest, grabbing and squeezing where he could. If this was the time he could hold you and be with you, he was going to treasure and feel as much as he could. A soft groan came out of Kirishima as your grinding had ended up down against his restricted hard cock. He bit his bottom lip as you seemed to also enjoy the place you were in on top of him. He didn’t stop your hips nor your movement, letting his hands feel your insistent gyrating of your hips. Kirishima wanted so much, but he didn’t want to be greedy. He didn’t want to just take and yet he knew you wouldn’t stop him. Yet he was holding back so much from instincts taking way.  

He knew that just as much as him, you wanted to be closer. You wanted him to consume your every space and every being. He was a being unlike any other to you, in his personality, in the way he loved and in his entire existence. You looked back down at him, moving your lips to the top of his head as you cradled his head, holding onto his hair. “Eijiro... I want you.” You whisper.  

Kirishima, breathless from your constant grinding down on his crotch, looked up at you. “A-are you sure?” He asked you, wanting and needing to be careful. “I need you to be honest with me. If you aren’t’ comfortable, we can stop.”  

You nodded your head to him with a smile, certain. “Yes.” You told him. “Please.”   

He smiled moving his hands down your chest down to your pants. He very easily hoisted you up off him and yanked them right off of you. You giggled at his rather adamant actions. Holding you safely in his lap, he moved his fingers down into your underwear, to your glistening wet sex. He pushed a single finger in making you whimper as you gripped onto him hard at the sudden intrusion. It wasn’t as though you didn’t pleasure yourself, so it wasn’t too much of an adjustment, but it sure felt intrusive with how thick his finger was.   

Kirishima groaned out at the warm wet feeling of your sex wrapped around his finger. He huffed as he tried to work you open and focusing on giving you pleasure. You hummed as you gripped harshly on his shoulders. Kirishima moved a finger up to your clit, making round circle against it. Immediately he felt you jolt against him at the sudden increase of pleasure. With one hand keeping your thighs spread and messaging your inner thigh, the other gave you pleasure like none you could give yourself. Slowly but surely, he eased more and more of his thick fingers inside you, which only made holding in your moans and gasps harder.   

You moved your hands down to tug on his shorts. You wanted them off. You wanted them off immediately and Kirishima found it humorous. However, he could often hardly ever deny you anything you wanted. He carefully turned the both of you over so that you could lay down in the grass below him. You gasped as he slid his fingers out of you. You watched as some dandelions flew into the air above you as Kirishima took off his own clothes to match your bare state. It was something out of a fantasy with how surreal it was and how mesmerised you were with the scene around you.   

Kirishima found himself caging you underneath him. One strong hand planted down in the grass near you to support his weight off of you, while the other moved your thigh to wrap around his waist. You did as he wanted, wrapping your legs around him, wanting to pull him in closer.   

You finally looked down and tensed up immediately. “Oh dear gods.” You whispered.   

“What?” Kirishima asked.   

You stared down at his cock, rethinking if you were still sane. “E-eijiro, It... will you fit?” You asked him as you stared down at his thick cock in his hands. You had truly never seen anything like it before in your life. You knew that he was slightly different in anatomy sometimes, knowing he could spring wings from his back and a tail as well, but you never truly thought of if he would be different down there as well. It didn’t differ much from a human cock other than the abnormal thickness, size and the subtle ridges to it that you knew you would feel deep inside you.   

Kirishima innocently looked at you wide eyed. He didn’t really think much about that, but then again he did already stretch you out. He looked down at his cock then back at your folds. He gulped trying to fight off the urge of just ramming into you and watching as your sex swallowed up his cock. He then gave you a hopeful smile that made you laugh. “Lets find out.”   

Before you could comment, you arched your back with a gasp as you felt him push into you, the head of his cock thick and intruding already into your tight hole. You arched your back off the ground as Kirishima dropped his head at the heavenly feeling of you. He bit down a moan as he slowly pushed inside you, your thighs slightly shaking. You let out a high-pitched whine as you covered your mouth with your hand, biting down a cry at the stretch. “Eijiro!”   

Kirishima immediately littered kisses to your neck trying to console you. He tried whispering sweet nothings and praises to you for doing such a good job taking his cock all inside you. You hadn’t even realised that you had managed to do that with how blinded by pain and pleasure swirling around you, everything felt. You felt as though you could barely breathe, as if you could feel him all the way in your stomach. You hiccupped as you tried to console yourself with the overwhelming feeling of him.   

“F-fuck...” Kirishima let out a dragon whine at the tight feeling of your sex holding him in a vice grip. His hand gripped your thighs tightly with bruising strength. He groaned as he tried to relax but with your walls pulsating and fluttering around him, it was becoming harder and harder to do so. “Please... please can I... Can I move?”  

You nodded, unable to speak like this. “Y-ye-AH!”   

Every thrust in and out of you, you could feel the way the ridges of his cock gently scrapped against your soft walls making you moan at the extra stimulation that made up for the way he had practically bullied his cock inside of you. You moved your hands to his back as you dug your nails into him, gripping onto him. You moaned freely into the air as he slowly but surely thrusted in and out of you.   

Kirishima groaned. “Sh-shit. You’re... you’re so perfect.” He whispered as he placed kisses to your neck and jaw. Even though his instincts shouted at him to take you, rough and hard like dragons did, he wanted to savour you. He wanted to enjoy this for however long it would last. He wanted to hold you and make you feel as big and beautiful as the stars above looking down at the both of you.  

The building tension in your abdomen was tight and held as you clawed down Kirishima’s back. You gasped and mewled at all the pleasure he was gifting to your body. Being connected to him felt mind numbing but at the same time made you feel as though a fire was lit on the inside of your body. You moaned as you squeezed your eyes closed in ecstasy. “Eijiro.” You cried out as you opened your eyes to look up at him.   

He smiled down at you. You were so beautiful like this. Breathless, wanting and loving. He brought his forehead against your own, closing his eyes alongside you. “I love you.”  

“I love you.” You whispered back.  

Unexpectedly, with a well aimed thrust you felt yourself clamp down on him hard. You gasped as you let out a silent cry. Your body shaking at the orgasm that hit you sudden and hard. Feeling your sex tighten around him and Kirishima was following you shortly after. He buried his head in the crook of your neck as a shiver ran down his back. He held onto you tightly almost afraid he would float away during his high. Hot amounts of cum filled you up making you feel impossibly fuller. You whined at the feeling, as you wrapped your arms around him lovingly.   

The both of you stayed in the dandelions, holding each other and kissing each other’s skin as if you were the only two people in the world that mattered.   

Just underneath the stars and amongst the dandelions.   

You remembered every interaction with him so vividly. Even as you lay in the field of dandelions once more, staring up at the stars. You hadn’t seen him in over a year. He had left, much with a broken heart from you, but you told him you would be fine. You told him to go be safe and go home. To go live his life with others like him and love every minute of it. Of course, you meant every word, but you also said it to console your aching heart.   

You droned yourself in work and chores and apples, to try and make it a bit easier knowing he was far away. But even as you stared up at the sky right now, you hoped he was staring right back at the same stars you were seeing now.   

“Hey...” You sat up in the dandelion field and turned your head. Standing not too far away from you was a dragon, with red long cascading hair and round ruby eyes. He held a red apple in his large hand and looked down at you softly. “Is this yours?”  

You smiled as tears came to your eyes, hoping this wasn’t just a dream.   

“Probably.”  

-Glitch1d

Thank you all so much for going on this adventure with me! Its been a fun Monstertober Week and I am so happy you all enjoyed it. Tell me in the comment section! It really makes my day and I love to interact with you guys when I can. <3

Also... Happy birthday Kiri!<3

<KiriBakuDeku Monstertober Week>

<Previous Day>

“ Hey, Y/n! Have you seen my hoodie?!” Your husband called from your shared bedroom as he prepared to take a shower after a particularly long patrol

“Which one!? The shark one or the Crimson Riot one?!” you called hoping he wasn’t looking for the shark hoodie you were currently drowning in.

“The shark one! You know the one you bought me for Christmas” he shouted back as he discarded his boots to search your guys’ shared bed.

“Noooo, haven’t seen it sorry babe” you drawled hoping he would fall for it.

“You're wearing it, aren’t you?” his teasing voice came from behind you as you hid further in the giant piece of clothing.

“I don’t know what you're talking about Kiri” you feigned innocence your face got hotter

“Mhm, so that’s not my hoodie you’re hiding in?” he went along with it even though you both knew that it was indeed his hoodie 

“Nope, I think you must’ve hit your head or something” you giggled as he grinned 

For a second, for a very tiny second, one would believe that you had gotten away with it but of course, your husband couldn't just let you get away with this terrible crime so before you could even blink he had you tossed over his shoulder like a sack of potatoes “Kiri!! Putt me down!” you screeched laughing “No can do, you’re under arrest for hoodie theft” he laughed dropping you on the bed before falling on top of you, effectively trapping you in place “Kiri, you’re heavy bro” you groaned making no move to escape.

And that's how the two of you spent the rest of the afternoon, cuddling as hours passed, the world melting away around the two of you.

Key:

F/F=Favorite Food

"Is that a dead body?" Kirishima asked firefly as he recalled you promising not to bring your deceased 'clients' back to the house

"maybeeee?" You said innocently as if you hadn't been dragging the corpse of a 140 pounds man through your shared house

"that is a dead body, I can see it right in front of me"

"uhhhh, I'll have it clean before dinner" you swore hoping your partner would let it slide

Relief flooded your system as he sighed again and waved you off, disappointment flashing across his face as he continued on his day

"Dinner should be done in 20"

"yes sir" you playfully saluted the pro hero before continuing to drag the corpse into the basement

-15 Minutes Later

"Kiri! I got everything cleaned up!" You called as you trenched up the stairs, no signs of your previous activities present.

"I'm in the kitchen!" Your favorite redhead shouted

"Everything's cleaned up" you said as you perched on the counter next to him as he cooked F/F

"That's good" he smiled softly, not exactly meeting your eyes, a pang of guilt hit, your gaze gluing itself to the floor.

"I'm sorry" you mumbled still not looking up, knowing you had broken your promise.

"For what?" He asked coming to stand between your legs. "For bringing another body home" you clarified as he gripped your face softly in his hands.

"It's alright, I'm not mad, as long as it's all cleaned up" he forgave as he kissed your forehead softly.

Once again, despite the decapitated head in your basement, everything was at piece again.

B! I! M! B! O! Bimbo doll!

Kirishima x Bimbo! Reader ; smut, nipple suck, cunnilingus, jerking off, no penetration. All characters are over 18, reader still lives with parents. No mentions of pro!hero Kirishima yet.

You always had a liking for things pink, glitter, short clothes, makeup and all of those things so called girly. Despite the efforts from your parents for you to dress more modest or to behave "properly" you were never scared to state your opinions and likings.

Used to all the eyes on you when you walked out of your house it was all the same whether people liked it or not, because it only mattered that you did. Your top always tight, (fake) furr coat keeping you warm, short skirt that covered just enough and those heels that made sure everyone could hear when you entered a place.

Kirishima had always been the type of men to try to be as respectful as he could, he never missed to treat a woman right and all the girls in his class could tell you how comfortable they were with him around.

He was the first one to acknowledge you outside of a dirty look or lusty eyes (coming from a man), specially when your top was extra cropped or your skirt was way too short, stepping behind you when you kneeled down so no one could peek and giving you his coat when the weather decided to play against you.

He always wanted to protect you, making sure you felt comfortable in public and shutting down anyone that even dared to look at you the wrong way. That's what made you fall in love with him, not a hint of judgment and a heart full of support and protection.

It took around four months of knowing each other and a night out with friends for him to take you to your house, walking you to the entrance and waving goodbye at his usual modest distance, these days had been torture with you trying to get closer to him in any way but nothing seemed to work: hand touching? He held yours firmly and followed it by a "'s alright, I gotchu!" As if he were to protect you from a ghost. Kisses on the cheek? Yeah, he was red, but you always were friendly and touchy with the girls so why would he be any different? And name calling? You've tried sweetie, darling, baby, honey, bae but he kept his friendly behavior, everyone thought that you were already dating him but that couldn't be further from the truth.

So you did what your mind was telling you. You were aching for him to finally take the hint but it wasn't happening anytime soon if you didn't take the lead.

Your feet immediately moved to get you towards Kirishima, holding his hand softly, your other hand placed softly over his right cheek, feeling it warming up under your touch.

"Oh! Kiss on the cheek?" He said, his face could easily turn as red as his hair, something so endearing to you. He could smell your perfume on your arm as it got your hand close to his face, that same perfume that made him feel weak and crazy.

You just couldn't take it any longer, your face got closer to his, your plump lips with just the right amount of pink lip gloss landed softly over his, Kirishima could feel his circuits melting as the softness of your kiss made him realize that you may want him as much as he wants you.

His hands went to your waist like second nature, pulling you close enough so he can properly kiss you back. When he pulled back, the view of your mascara covered eyelashes, eyes sparkling with that bright smile that drives him crazy.

"You don't know how long I have been waiting for this, Eijirou... You better pay for it, champ." Your sweet voice, it had such an effect on him. His hands were shaky yet firm, he laughed a little nervous and rubbed the back of his head.

"I'm sorry, I guess I'll have to make up for it. I've liked you for so long, you're so pretty and wonderful! I can't believe I just got to kiss you, this feels like the best dream ever." You couldn't help but laugh a little, taking his hand and guiding him inside your home.

"Parents ain't home, wanna hop by?" Those simple words made him blush, blood running through every part of his body, he couldn't hide his embarrassment when he felt his pants suddenly getting tighter.

"Uh? Oh! Yeah! I would love to! Thanks" he tried hard to hide his situation but your eyes easily noticed his excitement, earning a small chuckle in return. The second the door was closed behind the both of you it was all kisses and touches. He made sure to just follow your lead, your hands all over his body before he grew the courage to do it too, asking first.

"Princess, can I... Touch you too?" What a sweet boy, your grin only grew and your head immediately nodded, Kirishima's hands went instantly to your waist and back, bringing you closer and you guided him towards your room.

It wasn't a surprise when he saw your pink and leopard print room, after all his mind was solely focused on touching all the right parts. "Can I take your top off? Please?" His voice was low as he struggled to get a proper sentence. You didn't even answered when your hands took off your top with ease, revealing more and more of you.

"It's alright, you can touch as much as you want to. I'll make sure to tell you if I want you to stop, Eijirou." The way you called him by his first name made him feel shivers down his spine, his mouth instantly kissing down your jaw to your neck, afraid to leave any marks yet so his kisses were soft and sweet. You felt more than just lust, he loved you, his touch was soft and sweet as if he were to break you if he held you too tight, it made you feel butterflies in the stomach.

"Princess, you're so beautiful. Every time I look at you I can't help but admire you, you're so smart and strong too. I want to be yours, please let me be yours." His voice slightly shaky and mixed with kisses towards your shoulders and chest, his hands never left your waist and hips, caressing carefully.

"Eijirou... I want you, I want you so bad." Your voice mixed with gasps and soft moans only made him feel more excited, his hands going towards your back and struggling a little before managing to unhook your bra, not taking it off yet.

"I'll give it to you, princess. I want you as much as you want me if not more... Do... You have any protection? It wouldn't be manly to put you in danger like that." You looked at him, his face filled with worry only made you smile in return.

"Well, I have a few. Those ones that doctors give you in campaigns, I hope they're good enough." Hands quickly flew towards the bedside table, opening it and taking out one, he held it and placed it besides you, going back to touching your body.

"I'll touch you more now... I want you to enjoy this, you deserve to feel good." He quickly took his shirt off, undoing his pants just to get a little release from the pressure the fabric created, finally taking off your bra and staring at you for a little. "Woah... You're beautiful... I'm so happy that you trust me to see you like this." And there it was, the reason you fell in love with him. All the compliments, talking about you as if you were some sort of goddess to him, you couldn't love that more.

"Are you just gonna stare?" His eyes went up to yours and he laughed a little. "Oh, right, sorry! Tell me if I'm doing something wrong, princess." You gasped the moment his mouth went to your chest, kissing one great while cupping the other softly with his hand.

The kisses went down to the nipple and a little sucking here and there had you throwing you head slightly back, his mouth moving from one breast to the other to ensure total stimulation.

Soft warm licks here and there until they traveled lower and lower down your body, your stomach and lower belly now full of kisses as he whispered sweet words. "You're so pretty, I'm so lucky... Your skin is so sweet... You smell wonderful too... You're so beautiful."

Those words only made you melt a little more under him, sitting by the edge of the bed with Kirishima slowly kneeling down in the floor, carefully removing your skirt and placing it besides you, making sure to not damage the fabric at all. The sight of your lace panties made him wet a little more, his finger tracing along the wet spot in your underwear.

"Eijirou! Don't... Do it like that... It tickles." You whined, his touching became a little rougher the moment he realized you reacted more to a certain spot, running circles around it over the soft fabric, your hips bucking a little forward to feel more.

"I'll take your panties off now..." Were his words before you were fully exposed to him. Even if it made you feel embarrassed, he stared at your pussy as if he just saw a hidden treasure, his finger moving curiously along the folds. "It's so pretty... You're so wonderful, you're gorgeous... Can I taste?" You nodded slowly immediately, your body aching with desire already.

Your body melted the second his mouth kissed your folds, running his tongue against your intimacy until he found that spot that made you gasp a little more and sucking on it. The moan he got in return made him latch to it, nibbling and closing his eyes to enjoy the music you produced better.

You lost count of how much he had been there, but the moment he found where to lick and suck you were putty under his touch, slowly getting closer and closer with that knot forming in your lower belly, warming up quickly and gripping his hair while your hips moved. He took the hint and sped up to ensure you would get there wonderfully, carefully sticking a finger inside your hole and curling it up to search for that spot he had read about in books.

That was it, as soon as he touched it you pressed your thighs around his face, burying him in your pussy with his tongue not stopping in any moment. Your hips moved as you rode your orgasm down, gasping and panting while your legs opened once more.

"Sorry, Kiri... I... That was amazing..." He couldn't agree more, crawling over you and caressing your face. "I'm glad you liked it, princess. You taste so good... But you seem tired." And he was right once more. It had been a long night with friends and now your body was wore out from your previous orgasm, you weren't used to someone sucking you off so good (because it was the first time someone else had made you cum), your body was tired but you couldn't leave him like that.

"It's okay... I can go a little longer, you're still rock hard, Eiji." He chuckled a little and immediately shook his head, walking towards your bathroom and taking a washcloth to clean you. "Don't even worry about it, princess. I'll take care of myself, I won't enjoy it if I know you're tired."

A subconscious smile appeared, how could he be so sweet even when needy? He made sure to dress you in a comfy pajama, took your makeup off like Mina taught him and tucked you in to help you sleep. You couldn't even fight the sleepiness when he made you feel that relaxed, so your eyes slowly closed until you drifted off.

He spent the next half hour jerking off in the bathroom tho, he came at least twice just at the memory of how good you looked and how tasty you were, the finger that was inside of you remained in his mouth as he pumped all his neediness away, making sure to leave everything clean before going to bed with you.

It was a good night full of rest for the both of you after that.

Natan here! ; want more of Kirishima? ; check my masterlist.

Natan's note: oh my, I knew I had to do this the second I read about it! The idea comes from @t33nk0 . I love me some Kirishima lover, he's always so sweet and wonderful! I think this is a little ooc (a lot) so I'm sorry if it's not accurate lol. Anyways, I wrote this in like 30mins cuz I was excited ＼(≧▽≦)／ I should probably get some sleep. Bye!

CUDDLING W/ EIJIRO KIRISHIMA

POOR BOY CANNOT KEEP HIS HANDS OFF OF YOU

He’s always been touchy with his friends but with you it’s a different story he has the need to touch in some way constantly like he can’t live without it

The boy will pull you into his chest no matter what your doing. Standing in training he’s pulling you to his chest and wrapping his arms around you. Sitting on couch in the living room he’s picking you up and putting you on his lap so he can put your head on his chest.

Head scratches all the time he can’t help it he loves seeing you comfortable it makes him feel so manly.

Sometimes when he’s not feeling the best he will lay on your chest and wrap his arms around your torso just squeezing you. Your hands will play with his hair the whole time even when he was sleeping.

SPOONING HE LOVES IT

Pulling your back into him with his arms around you and one leg hanging over you it’s just so comfortable for him. Not mention how safe it feels to have the boy wrapped all around your body keeping you warm at night.

One time when Bakugo came over he scoffed when he saw the two of you cuddled up on the couch. So he pushes one of you over and sits down “Damn extras always taking up space” he grunts sitting down on the end of the couch changing the channel to what he wants to watch. You sit up pouting “Your just mad no girl will come within a ten foot radius of you” you scoff your eyes widen when you see the boys hands start to flare up. Kirishima stands up and pushes you away “RUN BABY ILL STALL HIM GET TO SAFTEY” he yells as Bakugo stands up “THE HELL DID YOU SAY U DAMN EXTRA” the blonde yells as you run out the door. You never spoke out to Bakugo ever again and now Kirishima always stays a bit in-front of you when the blonde explosive boy is around.

He kisses your head when you’re sleeping on his chest. The boy can’t help it you’re just so cute laying there without a care in the world.

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꣑୧ Head cannons of being in a poly relationship with Katsuki Bakugo and Eijiro Kirishima

You and Eijiro are the only people who can attempt to calm Bakugo down when he gets mad

Bakugo & Kirishima are so overprotective when your all outside

Both you and Katsuki are always telling Kirishima how manly he is after he opened up to you two about his past

Bakugo hates people touching him unless it’s you and Kirishima

Laying in his room with a book in his hand Bakugo tries his hardest to study but with you and Kirishima giggling every few seconds about god knows what, he can’t seem to focus. The blonde slams his book shut “Can you two just shut up for a few seconds” he growls at you both crossing his arms over his chest.

You look at the blonde then back at the redhead next to you “Mabye you need to laugh too Kats” you say a sly smile growing on your face as you get up going towards the blonde. He looks at you watching your every move, you come slow to his bending down to give him a kiss.

As he’s distracted by your lips on his Kirishima has the opening to sneak on Bakugo and grab the boys waist taking him by surprise. Katsuki moves away from you confused only to burst out laughing as Kirishima tickling his waist. You clim on top of the blonde holding his hands down so he can take his punishment. The blonde huffs “ENOUGH BOTH OF-“ he can’t finish his yelling before he’s laughing again out of breath. He was strong enough to push you off of him but he knew how much fun you and Eijiro were having doing this to him so he let you both continue. He would never admit it out loud but he was having a little bit of fun too.

Both of the boys are protective of you especially when there’s another boy around you

You and Mina are the queens of pulling pranks on the two of them

It took weeks for the class to find out you three were a thing they just assumed you guys were all very very close

The only reason the class knows it because Izuku may have gotten a little too close to you one day learning about your quirk..

Sitting down in the class 1A living room you make energy move between both your hands with your quirk as Izuku’s request. The green haired boy couldn’t help himself he needed to learn more about your quirk. His eyes widen “Can you turn the energy into ball?” he asks you his eyes not moving from your hands.

Thinking for a second you shrug “I don’t know how I would do that” you admit moving the energy around your hands. Midoriya grabs both your hands and pushes them together to push the entry together, he starts moving your hands around to turn the energy into a ball like making a snowball. Bakugo walks through the hallway with Kirishima both boys pausing as they see you on the couch with Midoriya’s hands on top of yours some of the class watches with excitement.

Bakugo doesn’t wait a second before storming up to you and grabbing Midoriya’s shoulders pushing him away from you. He glares at the boy “Get your hands off my girlfriend you damn Deku” he growls at the boy while Eijiro sits next to you holding both your hands in his.

“Your hands should only be touching ours baby” Eijiro whispers to you while Bakugo continues to yell at Midoriya. He stands up and yells at everyone to shut up “WAIT IF SHES YOUR GIRLFRIEND WHY ARE YOU LETTING KIRISHIMA TOUCH HER” the boy yells confused on what the hell is happening.

“Because she’s our girlfriend” Both boys say at the same time.

The three of you train together and don’t hold back only trying to make each other stronger

Bakugo’s the grump cat while you and Eijiro are the golden retriever’s

Both of the boys would do anything for you no matter what the circumstances

Bakugo’s mom is still shocked everyday on how he pulled two very sweet people

Your constantly sitting on one of the boys laps or holding there bicep or hand it makes you feel safe being around the two strong boys

Authors Note: COMMENT FOR PART 2

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After the Breakup (BNHA Headcanons)

*GIFs not mine*

A/N: Welp, I was going to write for more people but when I started for these two babes-for-characters I guess I just couldn’t stop🤷‍♀️. Not quite sure how these headcanons turned out but hey, hope you like ‘em! (Btw they get a lil saucy, but I’m just in that mood so y’all are just gonna have to accept them for what they are🤷‍♀️)

Word count: 2120

Bakugou Katsuki: 

Wants to ignore you 

Definitely the type to fold his arms and turn away when you enter a room or scoff when you talk to another guy

But when you walk away the guy is being given a glare that could put him six feet under

Acts cold to you--not exactly like how he did before he was interested in you, like how he calls everyone “extras,” but more so like he just sneers at you for no reason and rolls his eyes everytime you speak

Lil pomeranian boi just misses you really badly

But he hates the idea that you have that much power over him that you could draw him back to your side in a matter of seconds. It frustrates him how much he wants you back

At one point he’s tired of having nightmares of you leaving night after night--especially now that he doesn’t have you to comfort him after waking up in a cold sweat. 

So he’ll climb out of bed and stomp over to your door

And proceed to stare at it for about twenty minutes with his mind and heart running marathons

What does he say?

What does he do?

Would you be mad? Sad? Disappointed?

Or… would you even care that he was still in love with you?

It all becomes too much, and soon enough he just has to know

So he raises a fist to pound on your door loud enough to wake the entire floor

And the door opens before he even makes contact. 

“Katsuki?”

“YN.” Surprisingly, Bakugou feels all too calm at this moment, like he knows exactly what to say. 

“What are you doing here?”

A muscle in Bakugou’s chin twitches as he struggles to find the exact words. He wanted to make his point but he also didn’t want you to slam the door in his face. “I… Look. You told me that we should both move on and that I should get over you.”

“Katsuki-”

“But here’s the thing, YN,” when he takes a step forward, you take a step back and he physically flinches at the movement, “I don’t want to.” He shakes his head. “I don’t want to get over us and move on to other people. I don’t want to see you with other guys when I know I could make you happier. That I have made you happier.”

“Katsuki,” your face softens, “you don’t have to-”

“Don’t tell me what I don’t have to do, YN. I’m not letting you go, understood? Try to move on all you want, I’m not going to let you. I’ll scare off any man you even talk to if I have to-”

Two hands piled over his mouth shut him up instantly and you lean past Bakugou to glance both ways down the hall before yanking him inside your room. 

As soon as the door’s shut, you turn to him and shake your head with the smallest little smile. 

“Katsuki, you dumbass. I was just going to leave my room to give you the same lecture.”

“Huh?”

“You took the words right out of my mouth,” you cup his cheek, reveling in the foreign look of shock on the blond’s face, “so no need for anymore threats on guys I may or may not go out with… unless you’re really willing to go after yourself that badly.”

Relief floods through Bakugou’s body, warming him up with the thoughts that he didn’t need to worry about truly losing you at all--as it turns out, you agreed you were his just as much as he did. 

“So… we’re back together?”

“Yep, unless…”

Oh shit

“Unless what?” Bakugou froze under your touch and reached a hand up to secure your palm against his cheek. “What is it?”

It almost pissed him off that you were able to laugh so freely while he was in an obvious state of panic. 

“Well, I was gonna suggest break-up sex but judging by just how badly you want to get back together, it seems like that’s off the table.”

Oh. Oh you damned little thing. 

Such a fucking tease. 

“Nah,” Bakugou shook his head and before you knew it, you were being forced down onto your bed, wrists locked tightly above you. “You’ve got the right idea. Break-up sex tonight, and tomorrow we can make up all day long.”

Kirishima Eijirou: 

On the surface, Kirishima is the same old manly man everyone knows him to be

But his eyes no longer have that same glint

And that smile just always seems seconds away from faltering

His red hair seems less spiky than usual, and those bags under his eyes are just the biggest tell

Kirishima is broken. 

He’s not grinning and holding your hand as he walks into class anymore, escorting you to your seat with a perhaps almost overdone kiss. Instead, he almost slumps to his own seat, avoiding eye contact with as many people as possible. 

But the instant you step into the classroom, you feel it.

You sit in the front row, giving him plenty of freedom to watch you for the entire day.

Kirishima thinks it’s natural, it’s harmless. He’s just trying to get over an ex--everyone knows how hard that is.

But he’s just making things worse. He tortures himself by constantly standing to attention anytime you speak. Or anytime your name is mentioned. Or anytime someone who remotely looks like you walks by him. 

No, he’s not doing great at this “moving on” thing, and he knows that. 

But part of it’s because he just can’t believe that you’re not struggling to do it either. 

Kirishima knows none of those kisses and “I love yous” were lies. He knows you meant every single hug and smile you ever gave him. Every time you said you cared about him, he could see in your eyes that you meant it wholeheartedly.

So maybe you could see how he wondered why loving you was suddenly so painful. 

Because now you were broken up and all this love he had to give you had nowhere to go and nowhere to be. It was like the love he had for you was useless. 

Kirishima hated those words, that thought. That being in love with you for all those months was useless, and that it just needed to be flushed away. 

All those plans he had of being with you, becoming superheroes at one another’s side and raising a family together. Planning ahead so far to even name the bridesmaids and groomsmen of your wedding and the names of your children. 

The future house and the rooms of that house, how many there would be and what kinds they were. You needed a library, one he was all too ready to build for you and he wanted a mancave you would surely supply with snacks.

All of that was useless. 

But Kirishima didn’t want to think so. So he came up with a plan. 

And when you walked into class the next day, Kirishima sat in your assigned seat, and you knew you smelled mischief. 

“Eijirou… whatcha doin’?”

When Kirishima raised his eyes to yours, the corner of his mouth turned up just an inch. 

“Sitting.”

You purse your lips. “I see that. But you know you could do the same exact thing in your own seat, right?”

The conversation wasn’t exactly a spectacle--the only other people in the room were in the back of the class talking amongst themselves distractedly. No one would bother to interfere. 

“Well, YN,” Kirishima leaned back, “I kinda want to trade places for a day. I wanna sit in your seat and act all nonchalant, pretending like I actually wanted us to break up-”

You could hear his voice growing choked up and moved to stop him. “Eijirou-”

“-and you can sit in my seat and do as I do. Remember how happy we were and how much you said you loved me. And how I broke up with you anyway.”

It was cold, like the room had suddenly dropped a few degrees. The boy everyone thought didn’t have a single mean bone in his body seemed to flip a switch in himself, turning emotionless in the blink of an eye. 

For him to act like you never loved him almost hurt as much as when you broke up with him. In all honesty, you thought it was for the best at the time. You felt it would help both of you focus on your studies so that you could become better heroes than anything. 

You thought that’s what Kirishima wanted, and that you were doing what was best for him. But you were wrong.

It seemed all he really wanted was you--being a hero had moved to second. 

“Eijirou…”

So the question was did you want him just as badly?

“YN…”

Becoming a hero was the entire reason you came to this school, and was also the reason you broke off one of the best relationships you’d ever had. You’d thought you were making things better. 

But had it really helped anything?

“Eijirou, I…”

Your grades had actually dropped. Terribly. You couldn’t remember the last time you actually got quality sleep. 

And judging by Kirishima’s dark circles, he was suffering the same side effects. 

These weren’t the symptoms of withdrawal--they were just the signs of a mistake. 

So as you looked into Kirishima’s eyes, hard enough to see past all the barriers he had put up, you could see the same questions you kept asking yourself. 

Why did I ever think this was worth it? Why did I ever think this would help me be happy?

The answer was it didn’t. 

And trial and error was a pain in the ass. 

“Eijirou, I’m sorry.” Your brows drew together in regret as you lowered your gaze, reaching over to grab the hand Kirishima had tensed on the desktop. “Maybe… no. Breaking up was definitely a mistake, and I wasn’t even thinking of the shit I was going to put both of us through by doing that. I’m sorry.”

But just as his mouth opened to respond, the bell rang and twenty other students flooded in in a mad dash to get to their seats. 

Before you moved to claim Kirishima’s seat as your own, you made a split second decision that you hoped could display even a little of what you were thinking. 

Kirishima froze at the kiss, his eyes going wide as you tilted his chin up to give yourself access. His lips were soft, just as you’d dreamt about for the last five nights, and tasted like that damned chapstick he always wore. 

And when you pulled away, he tried to reach out to stop you but you stepped away from his desperate hands, instead navigating your way back to his desk. 

Kirishima was frantic, spinning in your seat to get a look at your blushing face while his own mouth stayed open enough to catch a couple flies. The second your lips quirked up into a smirk, he almost jerked back with whiplash. 

Fucking hell, she did not just-

“Okay class,” Aizawa slumped into the classroom with his usual cheerfulness. “I want you to take a look at-wait.” The teacher paused for just a second to take note of Kirishima’s back facing him and you just five seats away whistling and observing the ceiling with interest. 

“YLN, Kirishima, get back to your original seats for God’s sake. There’s no time for this.”

All too ready, Kirishima rose from your chair and made his way towards you with eyes unsteady and hungry. 

Tonight you would explain just what exactly you were thinking when you decided to break up with Kirishima out of the blue. I mean, you seriously almost gave him a heart attack. 

Directly after school though…

Kirishima caught your arm as you moved to walk past him and threw you a look that would stick in your mind for the rest of class. Just as fast, he released you completely and dropped into his seat, eyes locked on your every move as you slid into your own.

Oh yeah. Directly after school, he was going to make you pay for the pain you put his mind through with your body.

He Wants You to Sit on His Lap (BNHA Headcanons)

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A/N: yall...it’s been a while hasn’t it? I hope you’re all doing well, and maybe this is weird, but I’m really glad you guys are reading and enjoying my stuff💜 I do want to post more, I really do, but right now it seems like all that will come out is headcanons. I don’t know what the future holds!!! BUT--perhaps we shall call the next few weeks… wait for it... headcanon season (dun dun dun). Anyways, enjoy!

Word count: 1288

Kirishima Eijirou:

“YNNNN”

First he draws out your name.

“YNNNNNN please!”

Then it’s the nicknames. 

Pumpkin, sweetcheeks, babygirl, princess.

One time he even says “lover” but after a fierce glare and a not-so verbal tirade, he decided it was best to leave that one for the bedroom.

Once you make it past the first phase of whining and bitching, he moves onto his second, more convincing tactic.

Those goddamn puppy dog eyes

You’d think a manly man like Kirishima would refuse to stoop so low

Oh how wrong you are.

His bottom lip juts out and you can just see the smallest glimpse of his razor sharp fangs looking more pg-rated than ever as he pouts at you. 

And once you look, you can’t go back. Like Medusa, he’ll have you stone-solid, unable to look anywhere else but into those eyes that make guilt pool in the pit of your stomach. 

A little glimmer in his eyes once he knows he has you hooked as your glare falters. 

And then

“...please?”

Damn him. And his muscular thighs under yours. And his immovable arms wrapped around your waist. But most of all…

Damn that fanged smile of victory. 

Kaminari Denki:

Oh yeah. He’s gonna annoy the hell out of you. 

Not so much like Kirishima with the pet names--as he’s certainly been on the receiving end of a vicious punch one too many times

(should have known “sugar tits” wasn’t gonna fly with you)

--but more so with the puppy dog eyes. Quickly, he realizes that is quite ineffective on you--or, perhaps it is just ineffective for him

Either way, as previously mentioned, Kaminari will beg for you to sit on his lap until your ears bleed. 

One time he even short-circuited your headphones when you tried to block him out. A risky move, indeed, but somehow he didn’t manage to fry every one of your brain cells. 

“YN!”

“Hey! Hey! YNNNN!”

“Hey YN, come sit on my lap!”

“Come onnnn, I promise I won’t do anything!”

“Okay, maybe I will, but I promise it won’t be anything you won’t enjoy!”

He was great at annoying you, and, to be honest, it worked most days. However, there are always those few exceptions where he truly just… gets under your skin. 

“No, Denki! Now, let it go!” The words explode from your lips like a popped balloon, and in seconds you know you’ve made a mistake. 

Hindsight, days like these almost always happen during your time of the month (yeah, yeah, TMI, I know), and that of course was part of the reason you were apprehensive about sitting on his lap.

But, shit, even the most heartless of people would give in to those misting eyes. 

He’d go silent, glancing away with a small nod and an “okay” you could barely hear over a pin dropping. 

And your heart climbs up your throat when that easy smile of his doesn’t return in seconds. 

Give in. Always, always give in to a sad Kaminari. 

“YN, you don’t have to-”

“Shut up,” you grumble, wrapping your arms just a bit tighter around his shoulders as you drop your face to his neck. 

He stays silent. But, naturally, that’s just not Kaminari’s style. In seconds, you feel his normal grin return as his hands slither down your back, reaching just to where your body meets his lap. 

“I told you,” he squeezes the muscle, “this was the best position for a butt massage.”

Fuckin’ perv. 

Todoroki Shouto:

Ha

Pfft.

Pft. 

Yeah right

Like you’re strong enough to deny this man that one time in his life he actually asks you to sit on his lap. 

Don’t kid yourself. 

“YN?”

“Hmm?”

There’s a hint of pink on his cheeks as his hands nervously run up and down his thighs. But buried deep, deep in his heterochromic eyes, so deep even you couldn’t see it, there’s a touch of mischief. 

“Can you sit on my-”

Fuck yes.

“Fuck yes.”

In the blink of an eye, you’ve settled yourself into his lap like it was your own personal throne.

(If you had told him those exact words, he would have shown you another one)

His hands, shaking at first, settle on your shoulders, then on your hips, until finally he skittishly sets them palms-down on the cushion of the couch. 

After a minute, he finally acknowledges your look of confusion and shrugs a shoulder. 

“I don’t know what to do with them.”

Good lord.

Glancing at the ceiling for just a second, you take a deep breath for patience before grabbing his hands and wrapping them around your abdomen. 

“Put them here,” you mumble, avoiding his gaze and making a move to spin on his lap and press your back against his chest.

Except--

“Fuck.”

You freeze, not moving an inch (which seemed to be complete irony considering his situation). 

“Don’t move like that.”

Ha

Pfft.

Pft.

He shouldn’t kid himself. 

Of course you were going to move like that. 

And now, you were going to move like that all night long.

Midoriya Izuku:

Not in a million years will this boy ask you to sit on his lap. Even if you told him to ask you, he’d still burn brighter than a tomato before stumbling out an excuse and sprinting away. 

But you knew. 

After a while of being together, you began to see his ticks. His little hints that he wanted you to come closer. 

And then just a little closer. 

And then so close that you were practically (literally) sitting right on top of him. 

Yeah, you knew his ticks. Midoriya is a shy boy, if not a boy who refrains from asking things of others that may or may not cause them to go even slightly out of their way to help him. 

But you knew. 

Interestingly enough, when he wants you to sit on his lap, it’s not anything major. 

First, he licks his lips. Not in an “I wanna taste you” kind of way--more like a “Hey, you got any spare Chapstick?” kind of way.

Then his hands will twitch. And he’ll lean back in his seat and stare at you.

*at your thighs

And finally, his legs will stop bouncing (because, really, when do they ever do that?)

His mouth will open and close repeatedly like a fish, almost like he’s trying to say your name but he’s suddenly forgotten how to speak. 

It’s awkward looking, really, and it certainly did take you a while to learn exactly why the hell he was looking at you so. 

But then--hallelujah--it finally clicked. 

And then you’d rise from your seat, make your way over to him, and plop down into his lap, ruffling his hair and pressing small kisses to the freckles dotting his cheeks. 

“If you wanted me to sit on your lap, you should’ve just said so,” you grin. A small whirl of contentment conjures in your chest when he rubs his hands up and down your sides.

It takes him a minute to summon the words he so desperately wants to say, and as that time passes, he peppers his own kisses along your chin.

Then they come to him.

“Thank you, baby.”

You Come Home Injured (Yandere BNHA Headcanons)

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A/N: Another yandere post?? Hell yeah. Don’t know why, just been in the mood for some obsessive boys🤷‍♀️ Hope you like it!

BNHA Tag List (bc that’s a thing now whoop whoop🥳): @your-filled-with-determination​

Word count: 1544

Bakugou Katsuki:

Blood poured from your lip and dribbled down your chin. Your jaw ached and your ribs whined with each of your movements as you pushed open the front door, almost collapsing just as you made it inside. 

“YN?” Bakugou’s angered voice thundered from the kitchen. “Where the hell have you been?”

Even speaking was too much effort as your mind fogged, forcing you to slump into the nearest chair. The sofa felt so… so soft. 

Maybe a small nap wouldn’t hurt. 

“YN?” Loud thumps came closer and closer before a blurred form stood in the entryway of the living room. “YN!”

“Katsuki…” You struggled to keep conscious, head lolling to the side every few seconds as Bakugou’s eyes widened. 

Your state was horrific. Body littered in bruises, he couldn’t tell exactly what blood spatters came from where. You looked like you were dead on your feet. “No, no, no! Who did this?”

His teeth grinded as he struggled to caress your cheek as tenderly as possible. Hot, fiery rage lit up the pit of his stomach, almost travelling to his hands before he stopped himself from exploding just next to your face. 

“I’m…” you could barely keep your eyes open, “...so tired. I wanna take a nap.”

“No, YN, stay with me! You’re gonna be fine!” Crimson eyes were aflame with a worry you’d never seen before mixed in with the normal fury you were used to. “I’ll kill whoever did this to you! I swear!”

Bakugou could only watch as you finally gave into exhaustion, head dropping back onto the top of the sofa before your body relaxed completely. 

Angry. Angry at you for getting into this mess. Angry at the man who thought he could live after doing such a thing. And angry at himself for never trusting his gut and locking you away for good. 

Pressing a shaky kiss to your cheek, Bakugou rose from his crouch at your side and glanced toward the door. He knew what he had to do. 

The next day, you were in the hospital being treated for your wounds. Of course, they asked what happened and who did this to you, even daring to flash Bakugou a suspicious look as he stood at your side with a glare. 

There was no point in looking for the man who hurt you. He was gone. His body--or, rather what remained--was littered around the nearby forest, already being feasted upon by local wildlife. The charred bits of his existence served as a reminder that Bakugou never turned down a fight when it came to you. 

Because no one touched you and got away with it. No one.

Todoroki Shouto:

He can only watch, shell-shocked, as you stumbled into the house, leg limping and cheek a dark purple. 

“YN.” In an instant, he’s on his feet, right hand stretching out to soothe your bruise. A sigh leaves you at the feeling of cold on your burning cheek, leaning more into your boyfriend’s hold as he directs you to the couch. 

After five minutes of him checking every inch of your body for more damage, he finally leaves and returns with a cup of steaming something. 

“Drink this,” he mumbles, concerned eyes watching your every move as you gulp down the tea. 

When you set down the mug, he returns his hand to your face, running his fingers over the marking that has finally stopped swelling. 

Todoroki struggles to meet your gaze as he runs his other hand along your thigh down to your wounded knee. “Who… who did this to you?”

“It’s just part of the job, Shouto-”

“No,” he grits out, setting both hands on your cheeks to keep you facing him. “Who did this to you? Where is he?”

“The cops already arrested him, Shouto.” You reach a hand up to grasp his wrist, running a thumb along the skin. A smile works its way onto your face. “Trust me, I gave more than I got.”

A muscle twitches in his jaw before he finally nods, pulling away and standing up. “Okay. Fine. I’ll let it go. But please be more careful next time.”

Tension leaves your body at his willingness to give in and the grin on your face grows. “I will. Now what’s for dinner?”

That night, Todoroki lies on his back and stares at the ceiling, too uneasy to sleep even with you curled into his side. The cops have him. He’s detained.

But he hurt her.

Somebody hurt the love of his life and got away with it. Not for long. 

Ever so slowly, he slipped away from your hold and left his pillow in his place, stopping in his tracks just for a second to watch as you hugged the pillow tighter to your chest. 

Somebody hurt you, YN. Surely you know I can’t let him get away with that. 

Getting into the precinct was easy, but it was even easier to bribe the cops to let him see the arrests of the night. Specifically ones with bruised fists. 

“Sir, we can’t just let you-” Todoroki flashed his gaze to the fumbling cop. 

“How much?”

“W-what?”

“Give this guy to me,” he nodded toward the criminal cowering in the corner of the cell, “and you could be set for life.”

“Sir…”

The deal was made and the cop turned a blind eye as Todoroki walked out with a more-than reluctant criminal in his grasp. 

“Please, I’m sorry! I screwed up! Just take me back! Please!”

The whining never bothered Todoroki; instead, he was annoyed at just how loud it got as soon as his punishment was dealt. 

It became a question of whether the man died of burns or frostbite--either way, Todoroki knew the man was feast for the fishes as he dropped the charred remains off the bridge and into the river below. 

When he finally returned home, you didn’t even stir once as he showered off the scumbag’s touch and returned to his place in your arms with dripping hair. 

“Shouto…?”

“Shh, go back to sleep, YN.” And you did, ever so safe with Todoroki at your side. 

Because with him, nobody would dare to hurt you again. 

Kirishima Eijiro:

The second you walk through the door, Kirishima’s at your side, ushering you into the bathroom. With a washcloth, he wipes the dirt from your face and neck, stopping every few seconds to stare at the finger-shaped bruises on the skin. 

You knew it the instant you looked into his eyes. “Eijiro… don’t. You know it wasn’t your fault.” 

Guilt covered his face like a veil, draping over his entire body until it appeared as though he had let the world down in some way. 

“I should have been there, YN.” His teeth grit in frustration and his hands ball up into fists. “I should have kept you safe.”

“You can’t be there every second of every day, Eijiro.” You place a hand over his and caress the skin. “I don’t blame you for this. It wasn’t your fault.”

He shakes his head. “You’re wrong, YN. I should have been there. It’s my responsibility to keep you safe.”

Your heart warmed at his declaration. He was always so kind, but sometimes it was a pain that he would take on so much in your stead. 

“I could have protected you…”

No words you could say could bring him out of this now. All you could do was stay by his side to ensure that you were still alive and safe until he got over his guilt. 

“Let’s go.” You stood with a small smile, offering a hand to him.

Hesitantly, he accepted the offer and rose to his feet, confusion taking over his features.

“What are we doing?”

“Let’s spend the day together, inside. Just the two of us. No distractions. No outside world. Just me and you.”

The thought lit up his face in an instant and before you knew it, you were being lifted into his arms and hauled out to the kitchen. “All right, but only if you let me do all the work. You just sit and rest.”

That night, Kirishima stroked the skin of your cheek, grinning as you slept so peacefully in his arms. You were safe. You were okay. You were with him. 

He wanted you like this forever. 

Forever. That could work. The window just behind your back would need to be locked and blacked out so nobody could see you inside. The doors would need to be chained and bolted with keys only Kirishima had so he could make sure you were in his presence. No leaving without him. No going out without him at your side. Nothing.

You would be safe and in his arms forever. How… perfect.

Kirishima hummed blissfully at the thought. If today said anything about how you felt, then surely you would agree to this too. 

With this plan, you and Kirishima could be by one another’s sides forever, safe and in love. 

Just perfect.