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#dark Kirishima eijirou
kentocidal · 7 months
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FILE NAME: SHARING IS CARING!.TXT
USERS FOUND: stepbro!eijirou kirishima x fem!afab!reader x best friend! bakugou
WARNING! THIS FILE HAS BEEN CORRUPTED! DO NOT OPEN! stepcest, threesum, oral (m! and f! receiving), corruption, dubcon, piv, unprotected, dirty talk, coercion sort of, scummy!kiri, ask to tag
NOTES ABOUT THE VIRUS: your stebrother kirishima promised his best friend a taste of the forbidden fruit.
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“are you absolutely sure this is gonna go over well, red?”
kirishima huffed out a laugh at his friend’s question, glancing over at him from the driver’s seat of his car as he drove the both of them back to his house. “yeah dude! it’s gonna be great. she’s really sweet, y’know. i’ve already told you everything about her. she’ll be fine.”
bakugou shifted slightly in the passenger seat, jutting out his bottom lip and turning his head to look out the passenger window. the familiar suburban landscape opened up more around them as they turned onto a familiar street, one that they always walked up and down as teens growing up.
it was bakugou’s first time back on kirishima’s street in a long, long time. it wasn’t kirishima’s first, though.
kirishima’s mother had remarried another man after he had moved out of the house, and with him came the introduction of probably the most stunning girls he’d ever seen in his entire life. ‘she’s like an angel,’ he’d mumble over to bakugou across a table in the dining hall, showing him a candid of you in sweatpants and a tight tank top on his mom’s couch, ‘she just lets you do anything to her, man. it’s like a built-in girlfriend. she’s always like, ohhh nii-san…’ 
bakugou had been apprehensive about the whole situation. he’d known that kirishima had… a thing for that cringe roleplay stepsister porn, but the fact that he was going through with it now that it was a reality had originally made him a bit concerned.
it had taken a lot of convincing for him to agree to come home with kiri for a weekend for … a relaxing getaway, as kirishima had put it.
kiri made the turn into his small driveway and picked up his phone, tapping quickly at the screen. “lettin’ her know we’re here…” he muttered under his breath before the little whoosh sound of the message sending rang through the car. 
bakugou took a deep breath, feeling out of his element. he felt like he was walking into a temptation set up by the devil.
kiri whistled to himself as he got out of the car and wandered to the trunk, popping it open to grab their backpacks. they were only spending the night, not expected to be there past sunday, so they had chosen to pack light.
bakugou gathered himself and stepped out of the car, pushing the door shut a little too hard when the front door of the house smacked open suddenly.
and there you were, in tiny sleep shorts and a spaghetti strap tank top, house shoes still on as you grinned and hurried down the stoop to your stepbrother. “eiji-nii! you made it!”
bakugou felt like his mouth was full of cotton as you hurried into kirishima’s arms, nuzzling your face into his chest and kicking a foot up, giggling into him. you were… you were going to rot his brain out. you with those thick thighs, soft-looking skin, clothes tight to your body and the curves of your ass poking out of the bottom of your sleep shorts.
kirishima wrapped his thick arms around your frame and held you tight, pressing his face to your hair and breathing deep, as if he hadn’t just seen you this time last week. “hey, careful! almost knocked me over.” he laughed into you before letting you go to take your shoulders, pushing you back to get a good look at you. “beautiful as always.”
bakugou felt out of place, for the first time in his life, watching his best friend observe his little stepsister, a girl who fell into his lap that he got to stick his dick in. it should be wrong.
kirishima looked over you to bakugou, those crimson eyes of his meeting burning carmine, shark teeth on display. “you remember how i told you my friend was coming over?”
“hm?” you turned and looked over your shoulder, all wide eyes and plush, wet lips that made a knot form in bakugou’s throat. he instinctively clicked his tongue, averting his gaze while kiri squeezed your shoulders. 
“i know you remember that i told you he was staying with us this weekend. hope you still don’t mind. you don’t, right?”
you looked up at your stepbrother and pouted, face feeling hot from embarrassment, you had been so excited about your stepbrother coming home that you had forgotten about your guest. you pulled away from kiri to turn towards bakugou, sticking out a hand in greeting. “nice to meet you, sorry for being so rude, i just got excited.”
bakugou looked down at you with a mixed sort of facial expression. it read like he was angry, but he was more frustrated with his own feelings as he grabbed your hand in his to shake it once. (your skin was so soft, you smelled like coconut, you probably just applied lotion, what would your hand look like wrapped around his-)
“nice t’ meet ya too.”
kiri was sat on one end of the couch, bakugou on the other, beers in hand as you hummed to yourself while cooking dinner. you had offered, against bakugou’s protesting, and insisted that you needed to be a good host for your brother’s best friend while he stayed in your home. so he had allowed it, staring at you through the entryway into the kitchen from his spot on the couch while he watched the way your shorts bunched further around your thighs, long legs exposed. 
kirishima chuckled, startling him out of his trance. “you enjoyin’ the view, bro?”
“this is insane,” bakugou choked out, shifting to face a little more towards kirishima. “this is- this isn’t right. you’re a freak.”
“and yet, you still came.” he shrugged, swirling the beer by the neck of the bottle before taking a swig. “she’s fine with it. she came onto me.”
“i still don’t believe you.”
“dude! i swear! that’s what happened! i was gonna try to be normal about this, yknow. but she wanted me so bad.”
bakugou scrunched his mouth up and sat back on the couch. kirishima was fucking his stepsister who he claims came onto him. kirishima was fucking his stepsister, and he was going to fuck her next. 
“dinner’s ready!” you called out, smiling at the pair of them, and kiri grinned oh so innocently up at you as he stood. “you’re such a doll. thanks, sis.” he patted your head as he walked past you, and you just beamed at him.
bakugou could tell you were trying to act like you weren’t sleeping with your stepbrother in front of guests. he could see how you were holding off, sitting at the opposite ends of tables or rooms, fussing with your clothing a little more than someone who was completely comfortable in their skin. 
dinner was… interesting. there was a sort of heat in the room that no one chose to acknowledge. you asked bakugou about his classes, smiling so prettily when he gruffly explained what his major was, what he wanted to do after graduation. kiri cracked jokes as always, talking around mouthfuls of food as if he had never learned manners. 
things took a shift after you and kirishima did the dishes.
kiri had suggested a movie, except the movie was never picked.
you suggested snacks, too, but the popcorn was never made.
bakugou felt like he had blinked, and suddenly he was on one end of the couch while kirishima was again sat on the other, back to the armrest, one leg kicked up and stretched out on the couch cushions.
you had been pulled into kirishima’s lap after trying to reach over him for a blanket. that had been the catalyst. your back was to kiri’s chest, and his hands had slipped their way up under your tiny tank top to cup your tits with a low groan. “missed you, nii-chan.”
“eiji-nii, what are you-”
“shh, he wants to see. i told him all about us, and i let him know that we were good at sharing.” he mumbled against your ear, his wide forearms starting to bunch the fabric of your tank top further and further up.
your eyes, nervous and embarrassed, were locked dead on bakugou’s, knees knocked together, tits about to be revealed and spill from kirishima’s hands.
kiri was groping his little stepsister in front of his best friend, and he was getting hard.
bakugou felt his nostrils flare as the cogs started to turn in your pretty little head. and then, finally, what he assumed was the real you started to poke through the cracks of your innocent facade. 
“is he gonna watch us, eiji-nii?”
“i want him to join. he’s my best friend ever! you think you can help him out? make him feel just as good as you make me feel?”
“only if he wants to…” you murmured and started to chew on your lip, brows furrowed in concern.
the weight of both his best friend and his best friend’s little sister sat heavily on bakugou’s shoulders for just a moment. he could say no. he could get up and call a car right now to take him home. he could call kirishima’s mother, tell her about what her son and precious stepdaughter have been doing behind their backs. it wasn’t right. it was filthy, it could ruin them-
kirishima gripped the front of your tiny tank and tore the fabric off of you, causing you to squeal in surprise and flinch at the sheer show of strength. your tits, soft and pillowy, nipples hard from the groping, fully on display in front of him.
katsuki bakugou had morals, yes. but katsuki bakugou was also merely a man.
“i wanna fuck you, sweetheart.”
kirishima grinned. “told you bro. best pussy you’ll ever get.” kiri turned his attention back down to you, sliding a massive hand down your front to cup your pussy through your sleep shorts. “you’re not even wearing panties, spread your legs, show kats how wet you’ve been for us.”
you, with your head already swimming from the attention, dropped your knees and spread your legs, revealing the damp patch in the crotch of your shorts. bakugou practically choked. if he had just reached over at the dinner table, he could’ve felt your pretty pussy much earlier.
“now then, nii-chan, i want you to treat kats like he’s your big brother too. make him feel really special.”
“red, don’t-”
“trust me.” kirishima’s eyes cut back up to bakugou’s, and bakugou felt something in him falter. he always viewed himself as the leader of their small friend group while growing up, always taking charge in risky situations. but here, on this couch, in a house he practically grew up in, bakugou felt small next to his best friend, who seemed far too in his element to be normal.
you, lips wet and eyes glassy, nodded anyways and looked up at bakugou with a soft smile. “katsuki-nii.”
“oh, fuck.” bakugou breathed out, shifting closer to you on the couch. “let me see you, take those shorts off-”
kirishima helped you lift your hips up for bakugou to get your shorts down and off of your hips, and he practically started drooling at the sight. you, gorgeous you, your pussy drooling and almost clenching around nothing, puffy clit aching between glistening folds. 
kiri hummed in the back of his throat, dipping his hand back down and swiping two thick fingers through your lips, making you gasp and shudder. he brought his fingers up to his own mouth with a dirty grin. “she tastes good, bro. you should try it.”
bakugou’s gaze flickered between you and kirishima, before ultimately landing on you. you smiled at him, spreading your legs impossibly wider, reaching up a hand to cup his cheek. “katsuki-nii, please, want you to-”
you didn’t have to say anything else to convince bakugou to drop to his stomach and press his mouth to your sopping cunt, lapping over you with wide strokes of his tongue and groaning into your pussy.
you moaned, a hand flying to his hair while the other braced itself on kirishima’s thigh. you tossed your head back onto kirishima’s shoulder, already trying to rock your hips up to meet bakugou’s tongue halfway.
kirishima’s hands found their way to bakugou’s hair and to your mouth. two of his fingers dipped into your mouth, encouraging you to suck on them, which you gladly obliged, swirling your tongue around the digits and pretending like it was your big brother’s cock. 
bakugou felt his hair get yanked, and he hissed before looking up and meeting kirishima’s dark gaze. 
“get a good taste, man. you’re gonna fuck her mouth after. don’t let her cum.”
you whined desperately in the back of your throat in protest, but kiri only pushed his fingers deeper into your mouth to make you gag and gurgle around them. bakugou hummed against your clit, sucking your puffy nub into his mouth to really make you leak. 
you squirmed in kirishima’s lap, clutching bakugou’s blonde locks as his tongue expertly swirled around your clit and his fingers prodded at your entrance, two of them slipping into your hole without much resistance. you bucked your hips, clenching down hard around his fingers as he crooked them upwards towards the spongey spot inside of you, and bakugou had an inkling of a feeling that he wouldn’t get his treat if he didn’t listen to kirishima.
he felt the way your breathing suddenly changed, and sat up, fingers and the bottom half of his face soaked with your juices.
kirishima pulled his fingers from your mouth, and you cried out in frustration. “katsuki-nii, please! so close, please-”
“don’t you wanna cum on this cock, princess?” kirishima sat up a little more and grabbed his hard cock through his sweats, making bakugou let out a breathy chuckle. 
“he’s right, baby. you know the rules. you only get to cum on your big brother’s cock.”
you felt the coil in your tummy start to loosen as kirishima stood and maneuvered out from under you, pushing you back against the armrest. bakugou took the free moment to crawl over you and smash his lips to yours, letting you get a good taste of yourself while on bakugou’s lips.
you heard kirishima remove his sweatpants off to the side, listening to the familiar sound of him spitting onto his palm to start stroking himself to the sight of you being manhandled by someone else. 
“kats,” kiri grumbled, and bakugou sat up while wiping his mouth with the back of his hand. “yeah, yeah, ‘m goin’.”
“nii-chan, put your head over the back, yeah? gonna suck katsuki-nii’s cock just like you suck mine.” kiri crawled over you and grabbed your throat to guide your head back. you swallowed and nodded, obeying immediately with a small yes, eiji-nii that made a spike of heat go down bakugou’s spine.
bakugou dropped his sweats and boxers to the floor, stepping out of them to finally give himself a few precursory pumps as you laid back fully on the couch, your head hanging off upside-down on the armrest. you licked your lips as kirishima guided your legs around his waist.
bakugou took a good look at the situation he found himself in. his best friend was hovering over his stepsister, fat cock prodding her entrance, no condom in sight. he swallowed thickly at the little sounds you started to make as he guided his cock through your wet folds, slicking his cock up with your juices. he caught himself staring at kirishima’s back before looking back down to your parted lips and where you started to drool all over your cheeks, and he couldn’t hold of much longer.
“open wide, princess,” he murmured, a hand reaching to grab your throat. you opened your mouth as far as it would go, and bakugou made himself a home in the wet cavity of your mouth.
he groaned, loud and low, his free hand reaching down to flick one of your nipples and grope your breast.
kirishima’s eyes glanced up as he listened to how you gurgled around the thick, foreign cock in your mouth, trying to adjust to the position and the new intrusion.
then he smiled, because he knew he was going to just knock the air out of your lungs. he pressed the fat tip of his cock to your weeping hole, and slammed himself home.
you gagged hard around bakugou’s cock, jerking and moaning out, legs locking instinctually around his waist.
“oh, baby, ‘m sorry. just couldn’t wait anymore, my li’l sister’s pussy was just too pretty for me. you can handle it, you always take it.” kiri grinned up at bakugou, at how his face was scrunched up and contorted with pleasure from how your throat was spasming around his cock.
kirishima started a rough pace, barely giving you room to catch your breath as you did your best to breathe through your nose, bakugou was quick to follow, sinking inch after inch further into your throat with huffs of yeah, that’s it, good fucking girl, taking your brother’s cock, i can feel where ‘m at in your throat.
kirishima reached down to grab your hands and pin them by your head, keeping you fully pinned as the tip of his cock slammed up against your cervix over and over. he was deep, filling you in the best way possible, while his best friend’s fat balls smacked against your face as you sucked his cock.
you felt lost, fully debauched, becoming pliant and fully receptive to their wills. you were a toy, and you loved how it felt on your skin.
bakugou moaned as he felt how deep he was fucking your throat, thrusting harder against you and feeling his legs start to shake. “can’t- ‘m gonna cum-”
“told you she- ah- was good,” kiri groaned as he leaned down to bite into the skin of your shoulder, making you whine and gag again around bakugou’s cock.
you squirmed and thrashed with each hard thrust from kirishima, the force of his hips making you bob harder up and down on bakugou’s cock. you felt stuffed, your legs felt on fire, but you were right on the edge.
bakugou shuddered before whining, sinking his cock deep into your throat to spill his hot load in a place you wouldn’t be able to spit from. you moaned around his length as you felt him cum down your throat, warm spurts and twitching cock making your head spin.
kirishima slowed his thrusts, rocking his hips against you as bakugou took his time riding out his high before stepping back and pulling his cock from your throat.
you wheezed, coughing before absolutely making sure you swallowed every last drop, opening your mouth again and sticking out your tongue to show bakugou that it was all gone.
kiri grinned and chuckled in order to get your attention again. “what a good little girl, swallowing all your brother’s cum. think you can take my load, too?” “please! please, nii-san, please give it to me, make me cum-” you whined loudly as you got the opportunity to wrap your arms around his neck, pulling your big brother in close to you, his massive form towering over you as he practically bent you in half to get deeper.
“i will, i’ll give it to you. shh…” kiri almost sounded affectionate, fucking you so hard the couch started to creak. “fucking- cum for me, cum on my cock, lemme feel you-”
a few swipes of his thumb on your clit sent you finally over the edge, squirting on him and feeling yourself grip down on his cock. he groaned into your shoulder as he came right after you, tumbling into his high and hearing the squelching sounds of his load filling your tight pussy.
he rode out both of your orgasms before finally settling down on top of you, peppering your face with kisses as you shook. then he looked up to where bakugou was sat on a loveseat, dazed, watching from afar.
kiri shifted and opened up a space next to the both of you, and you smiled over at him. “come here, katsuki-nii.”
bakugou swallowed before walking right into the demon’s trap.
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heartofjasmina · 8 months
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Kirishima cums buckets and you love that about him. He learns quickly that when you're full of his cum and cock, warm and safe and small on his chest, that he needs to let you float for a while. He'll rub circles on your back and talk to you about everything and nothing so you know he's looking after you. "Daddy loves you little one, and I'll be right here when you come back to me."
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bakubunny · 5 months
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f!reader | thinkin abt dragon!eijiro fucking you on his fat cock that somehow, miraculously, has not split you in half. you’re empty headed and limp, leaning into is chest as he sits back. it’s a good thing his cave is in the middle of nowhere because you’re not sure you could hold back the moans bubbling out of your chest if you tried. his skin is almost burning hot like the heat of his cock - so much warmer than any human you’ve ever had that the heat alone has your cunt weeping. his clawed hands grip your ass, your thighs, your soft waist. his chest rumbles with growls and groans underneath you as he uses you, slamming you down on his length over and over. not intentionally, though. you’re just so much smaller than this half-beast that you’re more like a toy in his hands than someone he’s fucking, and that only makes you want him more. he hits every deep and tender spot without even trying, making your pussy squelch as he fucks you into a sopping mess. you’re cumming so hard you can’t breathe for the fifth time when it’s finally too much for him. he slams his knot into your cunt, making you so impossibly full as he holds you and fills you with his cum.
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likely-detail · 5 days
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writersmorgue · 8 months
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‘Average New York rat’ was my nickname in high school
Thanks anon!!
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jackdaniel69nice · 12 days
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If you guys want to ask me about MHA mermaid au characters go ahead! I can’t promise I will draw all of them (because I have a serious backlog on WIPs) but I’d love to chat about species, backstory, or plot ideas.
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heartofjasmina · 6 months
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do you have any thoughts on big bro kiri?
I'd be lying if I said I didn't, nonnie.
Big bro Kiri who walks around the house in a muscle tee, showing off his massive biceps and his tattoos.
Big bro Kiri who's room is next door to yours so you hear every time he's jacking his dick- groaning and growling to himself. You don't realize he can hear your whining and moaning when you touch yourself as well.
Big bro Kiri who intimidates any of the guys at your job who stop by the house to try and make and a move on you. "What was your name again?" He'll ask as he crosses his arms and glares at the man, who is easily discouraged and is only polite with you moving forward.
Big bro Kiri who picks you up after every date that goes wrong, over and over until he can't take it anymore. "Why don't you just let me take of you sis?" His voice is low and his massive hand is resting on your thigh. Your'e already gushing and hopeful he means what you think he means. Big bro Kiri who fucks you slow and deep, praising you the whole time for being able to take his cock. "That's it baby, knew you would be the one to take all 'o me."
Big bro Kiri who holds you that night with your pussy full of his cum, imagining running away and starting a family with you.
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bakubunny · 2 months
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i’m so exhausted it’s not even funny. i need dilf!kirishima to snuggle me up on that big, warm chest of his and let me nap while he slowly rearranges my guts.
he’s sweet as always. and loves when you’re pliant and sleepy.
“aww… you sleepy, kiddo? wanna snuggle up with me?… come cuddle with me and have a nap.… atta girl, all nice and cozy…. what’s that?… you feel funny?… don’t worry, baby, daddy’s gonna make you feel all better real soon….”
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donutwatches · 8 months
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MHA 2.11 - Fight on, Iida - part 2
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Oh no. No, no, no, no. Nothing bad is allowed to happen to Iida. I have such a bad feeling about this. 
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Well I would root for my favorite Lil’ Red Dinosaur, but unfortunately there is no way Bakugo is going to lose. Boo. 
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Bakugo is so dramatic, honestly. 
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Haha, standing long jump, that reminds me of the Sports Days I used to have at Primary school. My favorite event was always the spoon race, because it was the only thing I could win at. 
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Toss him like a bowling bowl, Iida! He has about as much of a chance against Todoroki as Kirishima did against Bakugo. That is, none at all. 
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Can you imagine being locked in a giant ice pile like that would feel like in real life? I can’t even stand holding ice cubes in my hand for too long without giving up like a baby. 
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Why does this feel like animal cruelty? Bakugo has got the emo bird shadow shedding TEARS. 
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NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOooooooOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOoooooooooooOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOooooooooO!
What do you mean “got him”, “got him”, as in dead?! 
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I am also looking for Stain, looking to kick his noseless turtle ass face!  Also how dare he look kind of cool. 
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This void dude is surprisingly polite for a villain. So this new villain, Stain, is going to connect with Crusty Hands? Is it going to be a team up? 
Click for episode 12
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pumpkin-cake · 1 year
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U.A. Boys - Dates With Them
(includes izuku midoriya, katsuki bakugou, shoto todoroki, tenya iida, eijirou kirishima, denki kaminari, mezo shoji, fumikage tokoyami, mirio togata, tamaki amajiki)
warnings - none
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midoriya doesn’t really need to do anything fancy to have a great time with you!
he’s up for whatever you feel like doing, whether that’s a movie date or going for a picnic.
during whatever date, he’ll always find a way to start rambling about whatever crosses his mind. Whether that be heroes or how incredible you are.
he is VERY stressed throughout
wants to impress you!
midoriya ALWAYS asks if he can initiate touch with you
“um…do you think we can hold hands..?”
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“tch, a date? yeah, whatever. let’s just go to my place. we don’t need some fancy restaurant, i can do WAY better!!”
doesn’t let you lift a single finger while he prepares dinner for you
like midoriya, katsuki wants to impress you, but will never ever admit it
you eventually inquire why he was so persistent on cooking instead of just taking you somewhere
“oh please! i can make better food than whatever crappy place you probably wanted to go to!”
turns out, he was absolutely right
he smirks at the stars in your eyes when you take the first bite
“told ya.”
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his brain froze
what did people do for dates?
immediately he texted midoriya
he was told to take you to a place you might like to go
maybe…the beach?
shoto regretted it as soon as you showed up
not because of anything bad!
you just looked amazingly stunning in your swimsuit- he didn’t think he could handle it
his eyes widened, quickly getting himself together as you came over to the spot where he had set up his own towel, an umbrella, and a cooler filled with drinks and snacks, just in case you needed them
you didn’t use the drinks much, instead requesting he use his right side to cool you off
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you instantly shut down his idea of a study date
screw that, you wanted to do something fun!
iida insisted he treat you, so he took you to a restaurant
absolutely the best gentleman the world had ever seen
opening any door for you no matter what, kindly pulling out your seat, and asking frequently if everything was going alright or if you needed anything
when the food came out, he instantly noticed yours was wrong, and was highly puzzled when you started to eat it anyway
he called the waiter over politely, ignoring your pleas for him to just leave it
“excuse me, we’re sorry to bother you, but my partner here didn’t get the food they requested. may they get the correct dish?”
your face was beet red, extremely embarrassed, but the waiter was very apologetic, and your correct food was out very quickly
thank god for iida and his non-fear of socializing
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GYM DATE !!!!!!!!!
he was so hyped, it was absolutely adorable
you weren’t as much of a gym-rat as eijirou was, but you were willing to let him teach you the ropes
his encouragement meant everything
“you’re doing so much better than i expected! well I obviously expected you to do great, but you’re doing AMAZING!”
you were very sweaty and gross, but he didn’t say a single word about it, making sure you stayed hydrated and spotting you during certain activities
when you finished your workout, he took you to a nice park and the two of you had lunch he had made, enjoying each other’s company
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i have this headcanon that denki skateboards
skatepark!
luckily, it was relatively empty when you two arrived, and denki was immediately on his skateboard littered with stickers
you, with roller skates, followed him and the two of you were zooming around like nothing could stop you
unfortunately, something did, and some idiot ran right into you and caused you to fall and scrape your knee
kami was pissed
“HEY! watch where you’re going!”
quickly came to your aid and cleaned the wound with the water bottle he brought and make sure to take good care of you
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shoji would rather cut off one of his arms than go out anywhere in public
he really hated people gawking at him due to his “ugly” quirk
so, the two of you had a nice movie date!
you had set up a huge blanket fort large enough to fit both you and shoji in it, and stocked up on snacks and drinks
after agreeing on a movie, the two of you got comfortable
eventually, you couldn’t keep your eyes open and shoji felt a sudden weight on his shoulder
while you peacefully slept, he gingerly took you in his arms, cradling your sleeping figure
when you woke up, you were in his dupli-arms, and he was fast asleep, so you chose to just go back to sleep too
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dark shadow INSISTED you guys do something at night
he wanted to participate too!
after fumikage and dark shadow argued for a bit, you came up with the idea of a fireworks show that was coming up
both birdies compromised and agreed
although the fireworks show was very popular, and immediately dark shadow got uncomfortable with the crowd
plus, you could hardly even see the fireworks :(
“come on, we can get a better view”
without another word, dark shadow latched onto fumikage’s back and he grabbed you and held him to his chest, and the three of you flew into the air
you shrieked, but it was over fast as you landed on a building with the perfect view of the fireworks, and the three of you sat there in awe
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it was like he turned into a ten year old
“LET’S GO TO AN AMUSEMENT PARK!!”
he excitedly rambled to you while he drove, talking about all the rides and games he wanted to do with you
it was so cute
you made sure to stop him and have him put on sunscreen before you guys went into the park
while mirio was chatting about where you guys should go first, you were actually taking the time to grab a map and plan everything out
you were convinced mirio would get lost if you didn’t have a plan
if you were afraid of any ride, he’d instantly encourage you that he would be there if anything happened
you had the time of your life on the rollercoasters with him, his infectious laughter filling you with pure joy the entire day
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you weren’t a sadist, but it was quite funny seeing tamaki struggle at the ice rink
you convinced him to go ice skating with you, assuring him you would teach him and hold his hands on the ice
he was quaking as soon as his skates were put on, legs wobbling as he stood up on the blades
you offered your arm and he gripped it tightly, anxiously stepping with you to the ice
he about slipped as soon as he went onto the ice, and it took you about ten minutes to coax him off the wall
you skated backwards with both his hands in yours, calmly encouraging him and giving him tips on how to move his body
he eventually got the hang of it, and he upgraded to skating next to you while holding only one of your hands
once you stepped off the ice, he actually looked like he had fun, a cute smile on his face
“let’s go there again sometime..!”
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Lord Kratos
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A/n: just in case there is confession, I’m doing greek God’s so in this Kratos is the god of strength not be confused with the god of war Ares. Thanks lovelies. 
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The first time Kiri saw you, you took his breathe away. You were so pretty but you looked oh so scared of being in the temple, like a lamb being lead to slaughter. You had come with someone you had named your father, begging him to let it go and that he didn’t need to do this, that he was bothering a busy God with no real reason. Although Kiri would argue that he was never too busy for a pretty thing like you. 
You were clad in a beautiful blue dress, gold accessories cover your waist and arms and some even glinted on your ears. Kiri couldn’t take his eyes off of you, you looked like a goddess, like you belonged in Olympus with him. Kirishima couldn’t even focus on what the man was praying for when you were there, he just couldn’t take his eyes off you and the only voice he wanted to listen to was yours. He wanted to know if it was as sweet as he thought it would be.
It wasn’t until he heard exactly what the man was asking for, he was asking for strength because he wanted to protect his daughter because she couldn’t do it herself. He mentioned that due to your condition, begging and pleading, that you were just to fragile to fight off men with sinful intentions and he needed to be able to protect you. His voice was almost pitiful as he prayed whereas you look like you were going to cry from embarrassment. Your father made an offering before leaving, you wait a moment for stepping forward, your voice completely encasing Kiri’s mind as he listened to you. 
“Please do not listen to my father Lord Kratos, I’m pretty fine with how things are and I would rather not burden you nor my father. Please use his prayer on something deserving my Lord” 
He watched as you bowed before him, your thin hair covering your face like a veil before you stood once more. Kiri almost made himself known to you as he watched you stop for a moment, squeezing your eyes closed and breathing deeply before giving a strained smile. He watched as you careful walked away from him, making sure not to over do yourself. 
As much as Kiri would love to do exactly what you were asking him for, to give you anything that you desired, he just couldn’t, he couldn’t let such a beauty be vulnerable in this world. He’d grant your father this but only until Kiri could do it for you himself. 
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It had been weeks and Kiri watched as you walked the city of Athens, almost throwing himself at you every time you stumbled and looked like you were seconds away from falling, just wanting to drag you into his arms where he knew you’d be safe. You look even more divine than Athena and he couldn’t stop the way his eyes trailed over your body. He couldn’t help the way his teeth tore open his lower lip as his depraved thoughts or the way his fists clenched with the need to ruin you. The need he had developed for you was like a fire raging through his veins.  
Kiri had granted your father strength but that didn’t stop Kiri from doing your fathers job for him, he couldn’t help it! He just lived to protect his little goddess. Kiri lived for the sounds of his fists hitting flesh as he did what he had to do to protect you from their stares and wandering hands. Kiri hated violence but in the name of protecting you? He’d kill this entire city. 
Kiri followed closely behind you as you walked through the city, watching with a loving...almost obsessive glint in his eyes every time you stopped at a stall or smiled at a child. He loved how you acted with the children you saw, you would be the perfect mother and that thought was something so...tantalizing to Kirishima. Kiri knew that some gods did have relations with humans that’s why demi gods came into play but he never imagined he would but fuck did you make the idea seem better than Olympus itself. 
Sometimes Kiri would have to entrust your father with you when his mind wandered too far or he got too drunk off of your scent, fuck you smelt so good to him. Just long enough while Kiri found somewhere private so he could wrap a large hand around his thick cock and stroke it until he came with a feral growl of your name. Sometimes if he had time he’d go back to his place just to hunt out a pair of panties that he had taken from you, he was an utter slave for your scent. Kiri was a God in love and if you asked him to, he’d kneel before you. 
After some time Kiri got bolder in his pursuit of you and it rewarded him greatly. He no longer turned away when you changed or showered, he no longer shied away when he noticed your hand trailing lower of your body. Sometimes Kiri couldn’t help himself as he hid the shadows of your room, hand below his waist band as he followed your slow movements, wanting to take his time with his pretty little human. Sharp teeth evoking blood from his lips to quiet his sounds as he listened to you, fighting with the little self control he had over the smell of you that filled every part of the room, the smell made him dizzy with pleasure.
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It was one of those times again when Kiri couldn’t help but stay a little longer, a little later and watch his pretty little thing sleep. He had noticed that as of late you’d grown more tired and sickly, your illness finally catching up to you and all that you did to care for your father.
Kiri felt his blood boil when he thought of your father, he had granted him the strength he said he needed and he wasted it and let you grow more unwell because he was lazy and unlike Kirishima completely unfit to care for you. This right here was why you needed Kirishima, you needed your big strong God to protect you and make sure you never had to lift a finger again. 
Kiri dragged one of his fingers down the apple of your cheek, relishing in how soft your pale skin was. His red eyes followed the path of his finger before catching the way your eyelashes fluttered against your cheeks as you dreamt. His eyes fell to your lips before watching the way your chest rose and fell with every breathe you took. 
Kiri leaned down, his lips brushing against your ear as his arms found themselves picking up your fragile body, he whispered a breathless apology as he began to walk away from your bed. This time you were coming home with him, he was sure you’d learn to love it and him. 
You’d just need a little time...
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jackdaniel69nice · 1 month
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Ask me about a tokoyami and/or dark shadow relationship (with a character of your choice) and I will tell you my headcanons for them!!
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heartofjasmina · 6 months
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Eijirou finds you throwing a tantrum. He'd thought the news he was going on an overnight mission had gone deceptively well when he told you the night before. But this morning? His Baby was regressed and acting out every big feeling in a big way. Your stuffies were getting thrown around the room, your toys were out everywhere and you were sobbing all the while. "Oh sweetheart," he comes into the room and barely dodges a toy being thrown his way. "No! Bad daddy!" You cry with hurt spilling over in your eyes as you look at him. He kneels beside you so he can meet your gaze, using his Daddy voice as he says, "Kiddo, you can't destroy your room because you're upset. When you're upset what do you do? Come to Daddy right?" That sets you off again as you sniff, shuffling your feet as you mumble, "But Daddy's gonna be gone." "And I'm sorry about that sweetness, I really am. Its going to hurt Daddy to be away from you too you know?" You finally look up when he says that. "Really?" He smiles softly, flashing a pointy tooth. "Really. I hate being away from my best girl. Now come here." He opens his arms wide and you can't resist, you bury yourself in his chest and whisper softly. "Need Daddy." His heart aches as he holds you a bit tighter and responds, "Daddy needs you too."
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bakubunny · 5 months
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tw: dark content, scummy fuckboy kiri, intox kink, dubcon/noncon, alcohol, f!reader
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i feel like if fuckboy kiri was scummy enough, he’d definitely have an intox kink. you’d be sitting in his lap at a party, eventually he mentions in your ear that he wants to fuck you later. you’re still sober enough to agree, and you’ve been wanting to fuck him for weeks. why say no? sure, you’d heard rumors that he was kind of a scum bag when he took girls home drunk off their ass and fucked them like that, but part of you was stupid enough not to care what you’d heard about him. you just wouldn’t drink that much.
but as the night dwindles on, he’s pushing another liquor laden sweet drink towards your lips, encouraging you to take just one more sip, “just finish this drink babe.” and eventually you’re unsober enough to let it happen.
his friends all know what’s going to happen when he’s got a cute girl wrapped up and almost limp in his arms as he gives her a kiss on the head, walking towards the door. he’s saying his goodbye with a grin, but no one stops him.
in your head, kiri isn’t like the other guys. he takes you home and tucks you in your bed. he snuggles in close and kisses your neck. your head is spinning, vision blurred, speech hard to understand and he thinks it’s just so cute. it’s not his fault you moan so sweetly when his hands roam your body, nor is it his fault that your slow, slurred speech and bloodshot eyes only make his cock harder. his low, soft voice mind numbing. he promises he’ll be so gentle, he’ll just slip the tip of his cock between your folds.
“i’ll take care of you, pretty girl, make you feel real good….”
“that’s it, sweetie, just relax….”
but of course, it’s only a matter of time before his fat cock is slamming into you without care, using your body. you drift in and out of consciousness in pleasure. your face is covered by his hand as you moan, your soft legs spread so wide it almost hurts trying to fit his large frame in between them. your head spins and spins, and he doesn’t stop until you’re passed out, swollen, and full of cum in his arms.
whether he stays until morning remains to be seen.
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BakuSquad
Scream (not olny bakusquad)
warnings/tw: all characters are 18+, no quirks, college AU, alcohol, drugs, getting drugged(?), teasing, gang bang(?), recording, noncon(?), hair pulling, choking, degrading, praising, sub!reader, corruption, dry humping, nipple play, begging, oral (m! f!), fingering, spanking, cheating(Midoriya?), facials, manipulating (Midoriya?), piv, creampie, unprotected sex, grinding, clit grinding(?), and roleplay
summary: your drunk friend Mina calls for you to come get her at a frat party, but instead you run into the star football players and they have other plans in mind for you.  Part 2
pairing: fem!reader x Kirishima x Bakugo x Kaminari (all aged up 21+ in a college frat party setting) Part 2 + sero
cw: praise, use of good girl, use of slut and whore, squirting, blowjob, spitting, getting filmed, mouth fucking, fingers in mouth, vaginal and anal sex, mentions of using quirk, edging, doubles penetration, Bakugo is referred to daddy just once, overstimulation.
Soggy Tart 
BakuSquadxReader
*Warnings: Cum eating, masturbate, College fraternity culture, alcohol, non-con mention, misogyny, objectification, Humiliation, degradation.
Summary: You are liquored up and forced to be a  cumjar.
F is for Friends (and Fucking)
Warnings: porn without plot, orgy, unprotected sex, quirk play, rough sex, slight masochism, slight degradation
Characters: fem reader x Bakusquad (mostly Katsuki, but featuring Mina, Denki, Kirishima and Sero
“feeding on humans gone wrong 18+”
pairing: neutral!kirishima x dom!bakugo x succubus!reader, all of them are aged up 21+
summary: succubus!reader is used to stealing mens sexual energy by visiting them at night and dominating them..this time she visits a new world where the humans have quirks which she didn’t seem to notice until it’s too late…
cw: succubus reader has afab like body, non-con, squirting, oral (m receiving), anal, use of the words slut, whore, demon-slut, humiliation, reader has sensitive reader has horns, wings and a tail, spanking, penetrative sex (vaginal and anal), using quirks during sex, a little blood (reader and Bakugo get mild scratches), mentions of handjob, cussing, reader gets stuck at some point.
No thoughts. Only Bakugou letting Kiri fuck his girlfriend.Warnings: 18+, cucking, ass play.
Till we all break
warnings: 18+, gangbang,use of the word 'cunt',no verbal consent was given but reader willingly partakes in sexual activity, degredation( 'slut' 'whore' ), talk of dumbification
your acting up at a bakusquad get-together so bakugou fucks you infront of the bakusquad as punishment
Warning: 18+ Content. BDSM, daddy kink, spanking, vouyerism, group orgy, heavy degrading, public humiliation, friend swapping, orgasm denial, oral, spitting kink, consensual non-con etc. 
The New Employee
Warnings: A lot of men fucking on one woman, starts out with backstory. Anal, masturbation, oral, fucking, use of slut/toy, after care.
Best Friends
Pairing: Sero x fem!reader x Denki
Content + Warnings: unprotected sex, creampie, guided masturbation, fingering, threesome w/o penetration, cum swallowing/cum play, brief oral (m receiving), slight overstimulation, cum shots
Needy fuckin’ sluts
Bakugo x denki x y/n
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Strays - Eijirou
When Shota brings home Eijirou…
Takes place in the dark ages of quirk usage, kind of a post-apocalyptic setting. Shota likes kids but would never bring one of his own into this dark world, so he just brings home strays instead.
Or basically, instead of being a teacher, Shota is more of a father. Once he “adopts” a kid, they’re his forever.
Eijirou Shota and his friends all have the same goal in mind, break the cycle that produces monsters. But how do you do that? In this world, the strong abuse the weak. Some will survive that abuse and grow up to become strong, but also mean and hardy like their abusers. It creates a cycle where only the cold hearted and cruel survive and thrive. It destroys any hope of a brighter future. Unless someone steps in to change it.
Now Shota has never been one to think that he could change the world, not with his quirk. But even though his quirk isn’t all that strong, he can still make a difference! He might not change the world today, but he can start the dominoes that lead to change in the future. How? By breaking the cycle of abuse. Take in the weak and teach them to be strong. Give them the tools to survive on their own and inspire them to be empathetic and kind. And maybe one day, before he passes, Shota will see the fruits of his labor as the children he rescues build a brighter future through teamwork and camaraderie instead of power struggles and back stabbing.
Which is why he’s out now, gathering supplies for the base he built with his friends. They’ve already persuaded a few teenagers to join their ranks, though teaching them has proved to be difficult not all hope is lost for those youths. Shota wouldn’t mind bringing home some younger kids, but he knows the young and weak don’t survive long in this world. His chances of rescuing a defenseless child before they’re killed is slim… Other than looking for new members to drag home, Shota’s also scouting for trespassers, a rival gang has been encroaching on his territory lately and he’s not going to have any of that. Not when he has people to protect.
He’s already made up his mind that he’s going to kill any intruder that opposes him, and it doesn’t take him long to find one from the rival gang. The guy is mid-rank at best, not the strongest of the gang but not their weakest link either. He’s a bit of a challenge for Shota, but not by much. Shota drives a dagger through the man’s temple after knocking him into an alleyway. A little river of red trickles further into the alley, down a small incline toward an old sewer opening, but that’s not what catches Shota’s eye. In the back of the alley, trying to cover himself in old trash before he’s spotted, is a boy. Shota guesses him to be 12 or 13 even though he looks smaller than that. Looks can be deceiving in a cold, hard world like this.
Shota starts walking toward the kid, making small observations as he gets closer. The kid has dark hair, long and unkempt. Jagged, like it’s been cut with a dull knife before. He thinks he sees a scar over one of the boy’s eyes, though it’s hard to tell in the low lighting. He’s thin, probably malnourished, but what kid isn’t? Food is scarce and a luxury only the strong can afford to earn.
The kid sees Shota coming and freezes, eyes wide and face pale as he shrinks in in himself. The kid is quick to snap out of it though and is quickly digging in his pockets. Shota braces for an attack but it doesn’t come. Instead, the boy holds out his hand with what Shota assumes is everything he has…a half eaten granola bar, a very dull little knife, and an old bottle with a murky liquid inside-probably water from a filthy source but he’s not going to judge the kid for doing what he has to to survive.
“I ain’t got nuttin’ else. Please don’t hurt me! I’ll leave! I didn’t mean t’ trespass…”
Shota moved slowly as to not scare the child, pushing the boy’s open hand away from him and back toward the boy. “I don’t want your stuff kid, and I’m not goin on to hurt you.” Shota kept his voice calm and even, crouching down so that he was eye level with the kid. “I’m guessing you don’t have anyone if you’re out here all alone? Can I bring you home with me? It’s not much but at the very least it’s a roof over your head, regular meals, clean water, and a bed to sleep in.”
The kid studied him slowly, eyes darting up and down Shota’s body. Not sizing him up, no, there was no way that this kid thought he could take on Shota. No, this kid was searching for signs of a trader, someone who would sell anything valuable they came across, including defenseless kids with no place to call home. Shota’s heart went out to the kid. He just wanted to scoop him up and coddle him for the rest of his life, but he didn’t want to scare the kid either…that said, if the kid said no he would probably take him anyway. He wouldn’t last long on the streets with a rusty blade. Better to take him to the hideout against his will than leave him to his own devices.
“What’s it cost?” Eijirou asked, watching Shota’s face carefully for any sign of foul play.
“Well, it’s definitely not rent free.” Shota nodded, confirming the boy’s question that it did cost something. Hopefully it costing something would put the kid at ease though, he wouldn’t be expecting them to take advantage of him if he was pulling his weight. “Everyone does a little to help out. Whether that’s cleaning something, making something, or protecting the base. You won’t be expected to help out right away. We’ll let you settle in and then see about what jobs might be a good fit for you. When you get stronger, I’ll even teach you how to defend yourself. And then you won’t have to try to hide in a scrap heap again. Sound good to you?” Shota offered, holding out his hand for the boy to hopefully take.
The kid studied him for a long time before finally, slowly, accepting Shota’s hand with a small nod. “Okay.” He whispered and Shota’s heart soared at the trust the kid was putting in him! Kids were truly incredible! You could put them through hell and they’d still have the resiliency to give someone offering hope a chance. “B-but, you’re gonna have to carry me.” The boy continued and Shota cocked his head in confusion. The kid didn’t appear to be injured…and he didn’t seem like the kind to pull a prank on a stranger… “I can’t-can’t walk. My legs don’t work.” The boy admitted quietly. Shota’s soaring heart shattered. This poor kid! It was hard enough in the streets with no adult, but being unable to walk too? It was a wonder the little rat was even still alive!
“Yeah, no problem kid, I got you.” Shota replied quickly, maybe a little too quickly as the boy flinched when he scooped him up. Shota didn’t care, this kid needed a strong hug and a promise to be kept safe! He felt so much smaller than he looked, tucked into Shota’s arms and held tightly against the warm, broad chest. Shota wished his words would get through to the kid. When he said ‘I got you’ he meant it for eternity, but words were rarely enough. His actions would have to prove it to the kid.
“So does the little trash rat have a name?” Shota asked, tone teasing and playful. If Nemuri or Hizashi had been around he wouldn’t have risked it, but since he was alone with the kid he might as well try to calm him down and show that he wasn’t a stuffy adult. If Nemuri or Hizashi were here they would tease him about being so soft, thankfully they weren’t here.
Sure enough, a light blush and the tiniest of smiles crept onto the boy’s face. Shota thought the kid looked good with a smile, much better than a scared grimace. “Um, I’m Eijirou.”
“Eijirou…” Shota repeated as he racked his brain for the meaning of the name, “A strong, sturdy name for a young man. It suits you.”
“I’m not strong though…” Eijirou whimpered, burying his face in Shota’s side so that he didn’t have to look at him.
“Oh, I don’t know about that.” Shota hummed, “You’ve survived this long without your legs, that sounds pretty tough to me.”
Eijirou didn’t respond to that, but Shota thought he heard something of a hopeful sigh leave the boy. Shota meant what he said. He thought the boy was quite resilient to survive in the state he was in! And with someone to protect him and teach him? There was no telling what this kid could be capable of in the future!
When Shota returned to the base, the guard on duty glanced at him with a raised brow. “Another one?” The man teased with a soft grin. He studied the small bundle in Shota’s arms before letting out a dark whistle, “Damn, he’s young.”
Shota nodded at the guard and kept walking. Eijirou had flinched and seemed to shrink back when the guard mentioned him being young. Shota didn’t want to stress the kid out any more than he had to. He quickly made his way to their makeshift infirmary, running into Nemuri and Hizashi along the way. They didn’t say anything but nodded and followed him. There was just something about the look in his eyes that told them he might need help with his newest stray.
I’m the infirmary, Shota carried Eijirou to the shower first. The kid smelled of sewage and needed to be cleaned up before they assessed him. Shota stripped both of them down and carried Eijirou into the shower. The kid was tense in his arms, probably wary about being naked in front of a naked adult. But Shota wasn’t that kind of man. He rinsed the grime from both of their bodies and held Eijirou up so that the boy could wash his own private areas. Once they were done, he handed Eijirou’s limp body to Nemuri who was quick to wrap a towel around the lad and dry him off. She took Eijirou out of the bathroom and into an examination room, placing him on the table with towel wrapped around his waist. Shota followed soon after, tugging on a set of clean clothes with a set for Eijirou under his arm.
Eijirou looked nervous, surrounded by so many adults, but he didn’t say anything about it. He picked at his nails until the doctor came in. The boy’s face paled a little as he realized Chiyo was the doctor, a female doctor, inspecting him. But he didn’t try to run or beg to not have an exam, he just sat there shaking as she pokes and prodded his limbs and took his vitals. She didn’t find anything that Shota couldn’t have figured out for himself. The kid was malnourished, had no feeling in either of his legs, but didn’t appear to have any broken bones, infected wounds, or any obvious illnesses. For a kid hiding in trash, he was surprisingly healthy. Or maybe he was just lucky?
As Chiyo left, Shota handed Eijirou the clothes and Nemuri helped Eijirou pull on the underwear and pants. Shota believed that Eijirou could probably manage on his own but it was faster to have someone help him.
“Welcome to the family, Eijirou.” Nemuri smiled and ruffled the boy’s hair when she finished helping him dress, “Look at you! You’re adorable!” Nemuri gave him one last head par before turning to leave, she and Hizashi had the next patrol. It appeared to Shota that Eijirou was fighting not to lean into her touch. Being so touch starved…Shota was glad he found the kid before someone else did. It pained him to think about someone taking advantage of this tiny angel’s hope and desire to be loved.
After Hizashi and Nemuri left, Shota took Eijirou to the base’s makeshift cafeteria. Food was rationed but at least they served three meals a day. It would be a lot better than whatever expired junk Eijirou stumbled across on the ground! Shota got two bowls, one for him and one for Eijirou, but he poured about half of Eijirou’s bowl into his own. He had a pretty good idea of what would happen if he gave the kid a full bowl. And sure enough, as soon as the older man sat the half empty bowl in front of Eijirou, it was gone. The kid practically inhaled it before it could possibly be ripped away from him! Shota merely tutted and shook his head.
“You’re gonna make yourself sick eating that fast with this much food. Slow down a little, no one is going to take it from you.” With that he poured the other half of the bowl back into Eijirou’s, but he didn’t move his hand till a few minutes had passed, giving Eijirou’s digestive track a chance to process what he’d already inhaled. To his credit, Eijirou did try to consume the second portion a little slower, but he still seemed anxious about losing the meal. Shota waited a little longer and then gave Eijirou half of his own bowl. He could afford to halve his own meal, Eijirou could use the extra calories. The boy accepted the third bowl and ate all of it, though much slower than the first two bowls as he was getting full. Full and tired. It didn’t take long for Eijirou to start fighting to keep his eyes open. Shota figured the kid probably didn’t know what it was like to be full before, and it was probably scary to be full and tired because it meant he couldn’t fight as effectively.
Shota picked Eijirou’s limo from up and carried him to his quarters. Eijirou would get his own room in due time but for now he’d be bunking with the man who brought him here. Shota tucked the little angel under the covers and wrapped his arms tightly around his small frame. He was pretty sure that Eijirou was asleep before his head ever hit the pillow. And Shota, Shota slept soundly knowing that one more stray was off the streets and was safe within his arms.
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