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When He’s Your Fellow Actor (BNHA Headcanons)

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A/N: I swear to God, I just write stories with bullet points🤦‍♀️. It’s an addiction I only give into at 2 am tho, I promise…. Maybe 3. Or maybe 6 am when my family wakes up to go to work, idk!! I'M WORKING ON IT. Anyways, I hope you guys enjoy these headcanons/mini reminder that I write for bnha cuz it’s been a fucking minute!

Word count: 1781

Bakugou Katsuki: 

The “Hero-Villain on the show but everyone ships them in real life” trope.

Bakugou’s the hero, but you’re the villain😯

In all honesty, you ship your characters together too, but Bakugou doesn’t get it. 

In an interview he did with you, he got so confused when the interviewer asked you both how you felt about it. 

“People are doing what?!”

He got a lil pissy about it. 

“You guys are calling that scene when she tried to throw me in a vat of acid our ‘first date’?!” 

While Bakugou just sits next to you in utter bewilderment, the attention shifts to you and you’re just like, “Yeah, I think they’re cute.” *shrugs*

*shrugs*

*SHRUGS*

Why the fuck were you shrugging?! THIS WAS FUCKING INSANE!!

Bakugou is all angsty for the rest of the interview, and afterwards you two go to lunch (for the convenience of course).

He’s still watching you order with utter amazement and eventually you catch his drift. 

*sigh* “What’s wrong, Katsuki?” 

His lips twitch at the sound of his name, then he reels himself in. 

“Don’t *sigh* at me! What the fuck was that back there?”

You’re just sitting there like “TF??”

He rolls his eyes. “YN, you actually…” he locks his gaze on the floor. “You actually… like that stuff?”

You giggle and it pisses him off even more. “WHAT?!”

“Oh c’mon, Katsuki, you don’t think the two characters would even be a little cute together?”

…

“Fuck no.”

“Just think about it for a second.” 

He reluctantly does as you ask while you order for the two of you. (You always knew what he liked to eat.)

Bakugou stays unsettlingly silent for the rest of the lunch, tearing away bites of his burger with angry chomps.

It’s peaceful, much like it always is around you. Sometimes he likes that about y-

“OH MY GOD IT’S BAKUGOU KATSUKI AND YLN YN!” 

“I KNEW THEY WERE TOGETHER!” 

Bakugou almost flips out on the fans and their comments, so you quickly autograph whatever they threw on the table before ushering them away. 

You paid the bill and snatched up Bakugou’s hand, dragging him out of the restaurant before he could yeet a table or two. 

Days pass after you and Bakugou’s “date.” The pictures of you two at the restaurant spread like wildfire, but that’s not what peeved off Bakugou. 

No, it wasn’t that. 

It was the fanfiction he had found. 

People had not only written highly sensual acts between the two of your characters, but also between you two as real people. 

It was like people had no sense of privacy!

He almost couldn’t face you the next day after reading all of that. 

Oh yeah, he umm… he kinda read it. ONLY TO SEE HOW FUCKED UP PEOPLE WERE THOUGH!

You saw right through him. He had dodged your every move until finally it was time to film a scene together. 

You didn’t hesitate to grab his face and force it to look at you. 

“Katsuki. What’s wrong?” 

“... I read the stuff.”

Fuck.

You shake your head. “I told you not to read that shit. It’ll just flip you out even more.”

“I know but,” he glances around before pulling you to a more secluded area of the set, “how did they know about us?” 

You giggle and cup his cheek. “They don’t. That’s just what people do.” 

He doesn’t exactly buy it, but he accepts your kiss anyway. “So,” he pulls away, leaning his forehead against yours, “we’re still on at my place tonight, right?”

“Yep.” 

(No one could know you two were together yet. He just wasn’t ready to see more “shipping” shit than he had already seen. You knew that. But that didn’t stop you from writing the fanfictions.)

Todoroki Shouto:

The “they’re brother and sister on the show but fans are perverts” trope. 

Honestly, you were both disgusted at the idea. 

You hung out all the time with the other cast members and only heard of it when someone brought it up.

“WHAT?!”

Yeah, you were human, and you both thought it was a little nasty. 

“Yeah,” Kaminari nods with a grimace, “apparently it’s only because you two look nothing alike though.” 

“Still,” your nose wrinkles, “that’s just wrong.” Todoroki nods beside you. 

“Well, people are weird. I don’t know what to tell you.”

You two were both frazzled by the news, barely able to look at each other without even thinking about it. 

The next day, you two had a scene where you had to hug and kiss each other’s cheeks. Not an unusual act between your two characters, but now it was fucking awkward. 

“What the hell is wrong with you two?” Bakugou glared after the director finally said “Cut!” after enough failed scenes. 

“We just found out our characters are being shipped.” 

It wasn’t really what you said that made Bakugou cackle like an evil witch, it was the way you both said it. 

Your eyes were both wide with horror and you couldn’t even stand to make any contact with each other. 

“You two are fucking idiots!” Bakugou screeched, wiping a tear from his eye. “Get over it! Our fans are fucking crazy, and I’m suprised you haven’t noticed that after one too many hotel room break-ins.”

The blond’s words took a while to sink in, and it wasn’t until you were both sitting next to each other on the backstage couch that you finally glanced at each other. 

“So…” 

“So…” 

…

Ugh, you couldn’t stand it anymore!

“Shouto, are things gonna be weird between us now?”

The thought almost hurt. 

Todoroki’s eyes widened as your own darted over his scarred face frantically. 

“No!” He grabs your hands and holds them in his. “... Well… maybe. I don’t know.”

You two had always liked each other. Perhaps a little more than friends. But playing brother and sister while having a relationship was never a good idea. 

A few days passed and you two decided to take a little break from each other. (You had hoped to get over your feelings so you could go back to acting like brother and sister like normal.)

Then you got the scripts for next week’s episode. 

“I’m adopted?” 

The next day, you and Todoroki could finally stand to be in each other’s presence. 

“So….”

“So….”

…

Oh fuck- AGAIN?!

Nope. You weren’t gonna let that happen. 

You threw your hands around his neck and shoved him towards you, pressing his lips against yours. 

Todoroki instantly threw his arms around your back, pressing you closer as he smiled into the passionate kiss.

Kaminari sighed in relief before slipping back behind the wall as you two pulled away from each other. 

“They’re good.”

The rest of the cast let out relaxed breaths while Bakugou rolled his eyes. 

“Why the fuck did you tell them that, dumbass?”

“I don’t know, I thought it would be funny!” 

“Well then I guess you’re just a SHIT COMEDIAN!”

Yeah, it was just one fanfiction about you two as siblings. 

TO BE FAIR… Kaminari only wrote it because he was shitfaced.

Kirishima Eijirou:

The “she was just supposed to be a side character but the fans fell in love with her and started shipping them” trope.

Yeah, you weren’t supposed to last long. 

Kirishima was the main character, a hero, and you were just supposed to be a temporary damsel in distress.

Oops.

Evidently they made your character a little too cute, a little too funny, a little to perfect. 

You were in for about half a season, and in that time, everybody loved you and Kirishima together.

You two had great chemistry on and off the screen. 

Nothing beats that. 

Except for when the writers killed off your character. 

While it ended with a kiss, you apparently died saving Kirishima’s life as one final thanks for him saving yours in your debut. 

The kiss opened both of your eyes and you knew you couldn’t lose contact with each other. 

Initially, his show only lost a few viewers after you were cut. 

But then it dropped by the thousands when fans spotted you two on a date, smiling happily like no one was around. 

Ahh, the power of persuasion.

People were boycotting his show left and right, claiming that they “split you two up wrongfully.” 

Shit went awry.

Everyone panicked. 

Apparently one major funder had a daughter who had a cousin who had a friend who had a dog that loved you two or something.

Idfk

Either way, the writers and directors whipped up some magical mumbo jumbo to revive your character, and the response was instant. 

After some half-assed funeral scene, they had you dig yourself out of the ground like some zombie, claiming that you were of the same superpowered race as Kirishima. 

The ship lived on, and your characters survived multiple seasons enough to make little superpowered babies.

“Man, I can’t believe the fans went so nuts like that. Who knew a little side character death would cause such an uproar.”

Kirishima nodded along with you, allowing a soft smile to grow on his face as he pounced, licking some stray ice cream off your lips before capturing them in a kiss. 

“Mmm,” his hand reached up to hold you in place against him. He only pulled away to press his forehead against yours with a toothy grin. “I have a little secret to confess.”

“Like what?” Your eyes were still closed in bliss as you licked your lips, reveling in the taste of him. 

He turned your head to the side and cupped a hand around your ear, whispering his pretty little secret. Your eyes flashed open in surprise and you pushed away from him to see his face.

You needed to know if he was serious. 

“YOU WERE THE ANONYMOUS ACCOUNT WHO STARTED THIS?!”

Kirishima nods shyly, holding and squeezing your hand in his lap. 

“I just couldn’t let you go. I wanted to keep seeing you.”

God, he was such a babe.

“Fuck Eijirou,” a grin grows on your face and you brush your lips against his, letting out a giggle. “I love you so much.”

You feel his smile grow into a proud beam against your lips. “I love you too.”

hihi hope you're doing well :] if you can, can you do a kiri x reader with an ed? like reader has been hiding it for a while and kiri eventually finds out and confronts him about it, i would appreciate it aha <3

Hell yeah!! Here you go! Since you used he/him pronouns I just made the reader male, hope that’s good! I hope you don’t mind that I included my own feelings with my own eating disorder, it’s not too much but I hope you don’t mind! :)

Warnings: eating disorder, starvation, insecurity, yelling,

You had hidden your body from Eijiro for a long time. You had used to take your shirt off and let him admire your stomach, your chest, your waist, your hips, anything that he could get his hands on. But slowly, you covered back up. Refused to let him come in your room if you weren’t fully dressed. Refused to even take off your jeans when you fell asleep beside him. And to be honest, he was beginning to worry.

It had been a few months of this, of him never being able to even see an inch of skin past your collarbones or shoulders. It’s not that he was some needy pervert who needed you to be in the nude all the time, but he just wanted to see his pretty boyfriends skin! He was aching for it, yearning for it like a starved man for food.

You were rearranging your room today, moving around your knickknacks and belongings to clean and fit a new aesthetic. Your stomach rumbled occasionally, begging you for the food you refused to provide it. At first it was almost unbearable, but you’ve gotten used to it these past few months, gained an ability to ignore it and shove it down.

You hummed to yourself as you dusted your desk and nightstand, having just finished remaking your bed. Your open curtains let in the soft rays of sun from sunset, a golden hue enveloping your room. Soon the stars would come out, and you’d probably go sit out on your terrace to watch as they appeared. A small smile drifted onto your face from the thought.

Your peace was disrupted when you heard three soft knocks on your door, your head whipping around to look at the noise.

“It’s open!” You called, turning back around to continue dusting.

Eijiro walked in, coming up behind you and wrapping his arms around your waist, his head resting on your shoulder. He had hit a growth spurt recently and was now taller than you, something you were very salty about.

“Hey baby,” You greeted, reaching up to ruffle his hair, “Whatcha doin here?”

“Mm… I’m not allowed to come see my boyfriend?” He teased, pressing a soft kiss to your neck.

“Absolutely not, don’t you know it’s against the law?” You smiled.

He laughed, the vibrations from his chest able to be felt on your back. You stopped dusting and turning around to look at him, your chests pressing together from how tight he was holding you.

You pressed a quick kiss to the tip of his nose, giggling when his face turned as red as his hair.

“You’re such a tease,” Eijiro mumbled.

“Only because you’re so cute when I tease you.” You tapped the tip of his nose with your finger.

Eijiro dipped you down, his sudden movement startling you and eliciting a yelp from your throat. He quickly caught your lips in a kiss, one hand resting on the small of your back while the other held the back of your head. Your cupped his face with one hand and gripped his shoulder with the other for balance.

You quickly stopped for air, lightly panting when you pulled away to look in each other’s eyes.

“Now you’re the one who’s a tease!” You laughed.

Eijiro laughed too, then leaned you back upright and held you back in a hug.

“What’s got you so touchy today?” You asked.

“Mmm,” Eijiro hummed, “I just wanna hold you. I missed you.”

You laughed again. “I just saw you two hours ago, Ei.”

“That’s a long time!”

You dragged him over to the bed; Eijiro sat down with his back against the headboard, opening his arms to invite you to sit in his lap. You happily accepted his offer. His hands instantly found their home on your waist, his thumbs gently caressing your sides.

“Whatcha wanna do tonight?” You asked.

“Hmmm… I was thinking we could just stay up and talk. I wanna hear your pretty voice.” He tapped you on the tip of your nose with his finger.

You rested your head on his shoulder, your arms wrapping around him like his did to you.

“I think your voice is the prettiest,” You mumbled, “Makes me weak in the knees.”

He laughed. “Oh does it now?” He teased.

You mumbled something that sounded an awful lot like ‘fuck off’.

He held you for a few moments, his arms completely wrapped around you now and holding you tight to his chest. Although you had gained quite a bit of muscle since starting UA, there was no way you could fight your way out of his warm embrace.

“Hey baby?” Eijiro asked, “Could I ask you a question?”

“Hm?” You replied.

“How come you haven’t like… let me seen you undressed?” He asked, “Not like naked! But you don’t even let me see you without your shirt on anymore.”

Your heart stopped in your chest and your throat closed up. He had noticed? Of course he fucking noticed, he wasn’t an idiot. Despite what people might think, Eijiro is pretty smart. Of course he would’ve picked up on something by now!

You had been silent for too long, so he gently cupped your face and made you look at him.

“Hey, what’s got you so quiet?” His brows furrowed in concern.

You took a deep breath in. You could at least attempt to lie.

“I just… I don’t know. I didn’t even know I was doing it babe,” You answered, stammering.

Eijiro lifted one of his eyebrows up. “I know you’re lying baby. Please, just tell me the truth.”

You let out a shaky breath, turning your head away to avoid his gaze.

“Baby, please,” He begged, “I won’t be mad at you. Just please tell me.”

You screwed your eyes shut.

“I haven’t been eating, Ei. I’ve lost a lot of weight and I… didn’t want you to see and worry about me.”

He lightly gasped, his grip on your hips tightening somewhat.

“You haven’t… been eating?” He turned your face to look at him again. “Why?”

“Because I don’t like the way I look Ei,” You answered, “Im… i’m ugly. And not eating makes me feel better about myself and like im not a fuckin land whale. I just… everything seems so out of control and not eating is the one thing I can control, and just… I don’t deserve it. I don’t deserve food.”

Eijiro stared at you for a moment, fear and dread laced in his bright red eyes that stared into yours.

“I’m sorry I didn’t tell you Ei. I just didn’t want you to worry cause I’m fine! Im okay, I’m not hurting myself. But… I know you. And I know you would freak out.”

“Of course I’m going to freak out!” He yelled, startling you, “You’re fucking starving yourself, Y/N! You are hurting yourself, and you didn’t tell me about it!”

A small tear trailed down your cheek. He’d never yelled at you before.

“Don’t yell…” You muttered.

He took a deep breath in and shakily exhaled it. “I’m sorry,” He said, “I don’t wanna yell. I’m sorry. But this fucking scares me. You’re gonna kill yourself baby.”

You turned your face away from him again.

“You’re gonna kill yourself, doing this. I don’t want to lose you.” He pressed your face to his chest, his arms holding you close to him and refusing to let you go. “You deserve food baby. You need to eat; you deserve to eat. I don’t want to see you do this to yourself anymore.”

You could hear his tears in the way his voice ached, making your own fall faster too.

“I care about you, Y/N. I do. Just… I want you to get better. But… I don’t really know how to help with this stuff baby. I don’t know what I need to say or what I need to do to help,” He whispered, one of his hands reaching to play with your hair.

“I know,” You whispered back, “I need to tell someone.”

He hummed in agreement.

“Mr. Aizawa?” Eijiro offered.

“Yeah,” You agreed, “He’d probably be best.”

“Then let’s go. I’ll hold your hand through it, I promise. I’ll be here with you through all of it, okay?”

OMGOMGOMGOMGOMG

You're at the end of year hero award festival. Both you and your husband, Kirisbima, know he's going to win, after all, the man has moved 160 ranks in a year. The presenter, Denki this year, is on centre stage, telling jokes, introducing people and reading awards.

"And ofcourse, we have Red riot, here with his trophy!" He announces, the crowd laughing along.

That is until you're 7'3 boyfriend stands from his seat, walking dead centre up the stage to deck the shit our of dear denki. He glares at the smaller man before sitting down again, your hand gripped in his.

"Keep her outta your dumbass mouth!"

You watch as denki laughs, a little stunned, "What?"

"KEEP HER OUT OF YOUR DUMB. ASS. MOUTH." Kirishima once growls across the room, the whole space feeling icy as his dominant presence invades.

You swear to God you've never felt hotter.

when do they get slurpee’s ?

late at night. everyone is asleep and the two of you are quietly climbing out of your/their dorm window to walk over to the convenient store to get slurpee’s. it’s pushing 12 o’clock and you’re slightly worried about getting caught but that worry is quickly washed away as the two of you engage in the funniest and most thought provoking conversations.

denki, sero, mina,

middle of the day. it’s a hot hot saturday afternoon. the two of you have been running errands all day in the heat and, as they say, the two of you are about to clasp from exhaustion. as you guys sit in the overheated car, waiting for it to cool down, they have the most life changing, brilliant idea. “hey wanna go get some slurppe’s across the street?”

ochako, jirou, kirishima, midoriya, todoroki

it’s spontaneous. unlike most things they do. they had to run to the convenient store to get a few personal items and you tagged along, claiming you needed somethings too. (ITS 11:11 AS IM WRITTING THIS aH) as you step into the little store your eyes light up and dart directly at the spinning slurppee machine running in the far corner. you brought your own money so you grab a cup and fill it to its brim. they find you and are staring somewhat disgusted and confused at you and your colorful cup. “come on, you know you want some.”

bakugou, momo, iida, shinso

WHY CANT HE BE REAL ABUPBEPEBUPUBDUPBDD

DAY FIVE

late night drives ➵ eijiro kirishima

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From: Eijiro

Hey baby, want to go a drive?

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The text from your boyfriend couldn’t have come at a better time, having just got in from a long day at your job. It was always taxing in your opinion, but today especially had left you completely drained. Your plans had already been to have a call with him once you were ready for bed, but this seems a much better alternative to that.

Sending him a reply that you’ll be ready in the next few minutes, you’re told he’s on his way not long after. Making your way into your room, you get changed into something much more comfortable as you usually do when you go for drives with him. It was almost like a tradition the two of you had started whenever either of you had a hard time - there had been no talks of you moving in together just yet so being apart on the nights you crave each others company the most came with this middle ground.

Not long passed before you watched him pull up outside your apartment building, all but racing down the stairs so that you could see him quicker. Just as you make it out of the door, he’s leaning against the passenger door in waiting. Even with the lack of energy you have from your day, you manage to practically bolt towards him and into his arms.

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