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alythekitten · 8 months
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KiriBaku Month Day 8: Social media
Dynamight going live on socials just to kiss the hell out of his boyfriend, making their relationship finally public ;)
Thank you for this idea Manders
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1dynaknight · 6 months
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krbk 🫶
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Bakugou: you're like an angel with no wings
Kirishima: so like.. a person?
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laven23 · 2 years
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More Manga stuff you need to see ~
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I love how kirishima is the only one who can call him dummy
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guardian-of-da-gay · 2 years
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Kiribaku dad’s are back for Natsuki’s first birthday!
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*The squad is having dinner together*
Kirishima: Denki, can you pass the salt?
Denki: *blinks and clears his throat.* Of COURSE
Denki: *Throws a screaming Bakugou across the table*
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dekusheroacademia · 1 year
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As usual if you have any questions, feel free to ask! This is a summary of all the data I collected on Kiribaku, which seems to position itself as the 2nd most popular MHA ship in English fandoms and 3rd most popular MHA ship on pixiv!
If you want to play the videogame I mention in the info, you can click here on itch io.
For the full list of all Kiribaku moments click here, otherwise here I posted them all in screenshots.
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miritamafanatic · 2 years
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Bakugou's Type
Bakugou: I'm into men with a questionable amount of braincells.
Kirishima, his boyfriend: ...I don't get it??
Bakugou: Exactly.
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You’re Kidding, Right?
You’re Kidding, Right? by HelpImStuckInAFandom
“... I think maybe… I think I might have a crush on him…”
“Oh, I’m so glad you finallyー”
Ashido paused, her excitement stalling like a broken record hitting a scratch. Did she hear that right…?
“YouーYou might have a crush on Bakugou?”
Or: Ashido, Sero and Kaminari are all painfully aware that Bakugou and Kirishima are in love, only to find out that Kirishima is completely clueless to this fact. Queue some love advice and a love confession, and just general fluffy, dumbass content.
Words: 11 300, Chapters: 6/6, Language: English
Fandoms: 僕のヒーローアカデミア | Boku no Hero Academia | My Hero Academia
Rating: General Audiences
Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply
Categories: M/M
Characters: Kirishima Eijirou, Bakugou Katsuki, Ashido Mina, Kaminari Denki, Sero Hanta 
Relationships: Bakugou Katsuki/Kirishima Eijirou, Ashido Mina & Kirishima Eijirou, Ashido Mina & Bakugou Katsuki & Kaminari Denki & Kirishima Eijirou & Sero Hanta
Additional Tags: POV Alternating, Supportive Bakusquad (My Hero Academia), Bakusquad (My Hero Academia), Wingman Bakusquad (My Hero Academia), Getting Together, Fluff, Fluff and Humor, does this count as humor?, Bakugou Katsuki/Kirishima Eijirou Fluff, Pining Kirishima Eijirou, Bakugou Katsuki is Bad at Feelings, Ashido Mina is a Good Friend, Wingman Ashido Mina, ashido mina gives good relationship advice, and you KNOW I'm right, bakusquad helping bakugou and kirishima get together, Love Confessions, Bakugou Katsuki Swears A Lot, like the bakusquad sees that these idiots are in love, and ashido helps kirishima see that too, queue cute love confession, Like that's it, that's the fic, Tooth-Rotting Fluff, Clueless Kirishima Eijirou, like he really doesn't know he has a crush for a second there, but he does eventually, Bakugou Katsuki Loves Kirishima Eijirou, Kirishima Eijirou Loves Bakugou Katsuki, Soft Kirishima Eijirou, Determined Kirishima Eijirou, okay but the fact that that's NOT a tag???? hello????, Idiots in Love, Friends to Loverd, idiots to lovers, First Dates, we don't actually read the actual date, there is pre-first date, and immediately post-first date
Read Here: https://archiveofourown.org/works/37521463
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cece-ta · 2 years
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A Slip of The Tongue
T | BNHA | Words - 2.2K | Kiribaku
AO3
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Summary: While doing some extra training in gym gamma, Kirishima accidentally calls Bakugou hot instead of manly which makes him react in a way he wasn’t expecting.
“AP Machine Gun!”
Bakugou’s muscles flexed as he rapidly fired off a series of large explosions, one foot placed behind him to brace himself from the impact. As the noise died down and the smoke cleared, he heaved in a deep breath and placed one hand on his knee. He wiped away the sweat building on his forehead with the back of his other hand before checking to make sure his new hearing aids were still in place. He’d already broken one pair by accidentally standing on them and did not want that to become a regular occurrence.
“Great job, dude!”
“Yeah!”
Bakugou grinned and turned to face the part of the gym where his friends were sitting and watching, their praise fueling his ego. Kirishima, Kaminari and Sero clapped and cheered for him as they always did during their training sessions.
Bakugou had dragged Kirishima along—something he’d been doing more often as of late—so they could help each other create a new move with the other two tagging along uninvited as always. He had found it rather annoying at first (not that he still didn’t) but their presence was to be expected at this point.
“Well?” Bakugou asked. He dropped down into a crouch before sitting on the cold, hard floor, exhausted. “You supporting cast better have been impressed!”
It was the first time Bakugou had managed to pull off that move in the exact way he wanted. He could practically feel pride rippling through his very core.
“We’ve been promoted!” Kaminari said with a grin, turning to Sero and frantically batting the other boy’s arm with the back of his hand. “You hear that? Blasty really cares about us.”
Sero nodded, his expression completely serious. He pretended to wipe a tear from his eye and sniffled. “Truly a day for the history books.”
Bakugou glared in their direction, threateningly letting off a small cluster of explosions in his left hand.
They were slowly becoming immune to his furious looks much to Bakugou’s dismay. Whatever. Just because they tagged along, it definitely doesn’t mean he wants their actual opinions or anything. If he wanted actual feedback, he’d train with Deku instead. The damn nerd never stopped analysing everything, so he may as well be put to good use sometimes.
Kirishima laughed but shook his head. “Ignore these idiots.”
“Hey!”
“You know I love you, man,” Kirishima continued, patting a pouting Kaminari on the shoulder as Bakugou resisted the urge to roll his eyes. Sero snorted.
Kirishima turned his head to face Bakugou again, slammed his fists together in his signature pose and grinned. “Amazing as usual, Bakugou! You looked super hot!”
Bakugou choked on his saliva as sweat rapidly pooled on his palms. He shrunk into himself, hiding his face in the collar of his sports jacket as blood rushed to his cheeks. He opened his mouth to yell but found himself unable to speak. The lack of control over his brain made his teeth grit as his jaw clenched tight.
What the fuck did Kirishima just say? And since when did Bakugou’s mind shut down over a simple compliment?
The laughter from the joke about being upgraded faded out as Kaminari and Sero looked back and forth between Kirishima and each other. Kaminari pointed, mouthing something to Sero that Bakugou didn’t catch due to the angle of his head.
Kirishima smiled awkwardly, sitting up straight instead of slouching like he had been before. Tilting his head, a look of puzzlement struck his face.
It was only when Kaminari stuck two fingers into his mouth and wolf whistled that the silence broke.
Through his red-tinted vision, Bakugou saw Sero burst into another fit of laughter as the whistle echoed through the large, open room. Kaminari joined in his friend’s joy, clutching at his side as he attempted to whistle again but only managed to make what sounded like a fart noise instead.
“What?” Kirishima questioned, sounding desperate.
His flummoxed question only made their laughter ring out even harder to the point Sero was rolling on the floor. And unlike earlier, the tears in his eyes were real. His amusement only seemed to be feeding Kaminari’s and vice versa as the two became increasingly louder.
Bakugou was tempted to turn off his hearing aids, but his mind wasn’t exactly functioning right now. At all. Instead, it was just an endless scream of ‘fuck’. Not even over and over again. Just one endless, drawn-out scream.
Eye twitching, Bakugou finally broke out of whatever mental hold being called ‘hot’ had put over him and stood up. As he paced towards the other three, his heart thrashed in his chest. It wasn’t an entirely unfamiliar feeling, but it was one Bakugou had no idea how to control.
Though he’d been denying it for months—if he had to pinpoint a specific time, it would certainly be Kamino—, his reaction here had only confirmed to himself the thought that had been on his mind for months now.
He was falling for Kirishima.
It was a dilemma most high school kids went through at some point, but Bakugou and Kirishima were hero course kids. And he had his goal of being number one to focus on. It was unachievable without putting in any work, hence all the late night training sessions.
Which he had been inviting Kirishima to more often.
To spend time alone with him for hours on end.
Bakugou stopped walking, his muscles tensing.
Oh, fuck. He’d really screwed himself over, hadn’t he?
“What?” Kirishima asked once again, starting to laugh despite seemingly being unaware as to why. “Was it something I said?”
Kaminari inhaled a huge breath of air, holding up a single finger as he tried to compose himself. A few seconds later, he cleared his throat.
“Dude, you totally just called Bakugou hot.”
“No, I didn’t,” he said with a dazed look of bewilderment. He looked at Sero as if waiting for him to refute Kaminari’s statement. But when silence was the only response, Kirishima’s frown deepened.
Had this fucker seriously just put Bakugou through a minor crisis and not even realised what he’d done? The nerve of him.
“That is some deep denial.” Sero commented, throwing his arms up in a surrender position when Kirishima looked his way, nostrils flaring.
“I called him manly like I always do!”
“The hell you did!” Bakugou finally yelled, his voice coming out slightly strained. He crossed his arms defensively.
“Uh oh,” Kaminari whispered, clutching Sero’s arm as Bakugou walked closer until he stood right in front of them.
Giving them all a clear view of how flustered he was.
“Oh, shit,” Kirishima whispered slowly, eyes shining with realisation. And then, louder, “Wait, are you blushing?”
An odd mixture of rage and embarrassment pulsed through his veins as Bakugou briskly turned his entire body away and gritted out the word, “No!”
“Hey, hey,” he heard Sero whisper, probably nudging Kaminari with one of those weird elbows of his. “We know his weakness now.”
Bakugou let out a grunt of irritation, whirling around and setting off a few small explosions.
“Oh, Bakugou, my saviour,” Kaminari said in a ridiculously high-pitched voice, completely undeterred. He placed a hand on his forehead and swooned, dropping into Sero’s lap as his eyes fluttered shut. “You’re so unbelievably hot!”
Bakugou promptly stuck up his middle finger at Kaminari. Despite still feeling angry, the rate at which he was sweating slowed to the point he was no longer at risk of destroying the entire gym. Something about Kaminari being the one to call him hot had the opposite effect of Kirishima saying it.
Kaminari cracked open one eye, still dramatically flopped all over Sero. He raised a brow and grinned as his eyes lit up in a way that meant he had a bad idea. Oh, what now?
“Hey, Kirishima? I think it's just when you do it,” he said with a wiggle of his eyebrows before sitting up and inhaling a deep breath.
“No–”
“Bakugou and Kirishima sitting in a tree,” he sang, Sero joining in partway through. Bakugou’s palms sparked as Kirishima’s face turned as red as his shitty hair. “K-I-S-S-I-N-G!”
Letting out a guttural yell, Bakugou pounced. His hand lit up as a gargantuan explosion blasted out. It narrowly missed the other two boys as they scrambled to dodge it. Given that they still had at least a little bit of self preservation, they then high-tailed it out of the room.
“Wasn’t that a bit much?” Kirishima asked. He hadn’t moved at all, his entire left side hardened and his sleeve singed.
“Asshole,” Bakugou murmured.
“You know he means well. It’s just really funny to see you get angry.”
“I’ve built up enough sweat to let off an explosion that big again, you bastard!”
Kirishima held his arms up as he slowly stood up, laughing breathily. He brushed off some dust from his trouser leg as he opened his mouth to say something but immediately closed it, looking apprehensive. He bit his lip as he struggled to verbalise whatever thought was bouncing around his brain.
Bakugou frowned in concern. “Spit it out.”
“I said it by accident, but I do actually think you looked really hot doing that new move!”
Bakugou’s eyes widened as his body froze and he took a step back. Blood rushed back to his face. “The hell? You—you can’t just say stuff like that!”
“What? That I think you’re really hot?” Kirishima threw his head back and cackled. “Dude, I am so calling you hot all the time now!”
“Don’t you fucking dare!”
Kirishima took a few steps closer to him, getting right up in his personal space. From this close, Bakugou could probably count the number of freckles faintly painted across his nose and cheeks. He mentally slapped himself. Now was not the time!
“Or maybe I should call you handsome?” Kirishima smugly teased, obviously enjoying the reaction he was receiving. “ Or cute? Nah, you’re too hot to be called cute.”
Bakugou was about to blow up the entire school at this rate, and UA wasn’t exactly small by any means. His entire body felt like it was on fire.
If this is what having a crush felt like, then he wanted out. Right now. Especially if it meant getting your feelings played with.
“Don’t say shit like that unless you mean it!” He roared, struggling to catch his breath.
A look of confusion flickered across Kirishima’s face. “What makes you think I don’t?”
Bakugou stuttered out a few unintelligible syllables, unable to form a coherent response. His heart was thumping so rapidly it felt like it was about to burst. The feeling was similar to the rush of adrenaline pulling off an ultimate move gave him but was all too different at the same time, and Bakugou hated that he didn’t know how to handle it.
Kirishima sheepishly rubbed his cheek and smiled, averting his gaze. He blushed. “I know Kaminari just joked about it, but… in all seriousness, seeing you giving it your all out there and being super manly even if it's just training really makes me want to kiss you.”
“You— what?”
“Never thought you’d be the type to react like this,” Kirishima said, laughing heartily. He smiled, his eyes softening as he looked at Bakugou in a way that made the breath in his lungs escape him all at once. “I like you, Bakugou,” he confessed. “This isn’t exactly how I thought it would happen, though. I was actually thinking of more of a life or death villain fight situation, not me having no brain to mouth filter. Though I guess it was bound to happen one day…”
Kirishima trailed off until his voice was barely a mumble, placing a hand to his chin as he got distracted by his own thoughts.
“That’s so fucking stupid,” Bakugou said, barking out a laugh.
(Though he would never admit it aloud, a confession mid-battle actually sounded weirdly appealing.)
“Yeah, I know,” he snickered. They fell into silence, Kirishima giving him that same soft look again, somehow conveying all of his love into a single glance.
Unsure of what to say, Bakugou stayed silent.
At Bakugou’s lack of a response, Kirishima’s eyes went wide as he quickly waved his hands in the air and said, “It’s okay if you don’t feel the same way, dude. I totally get it! You’re really focused on your goal of becoming number one and dating me would probably get in the way or something…”
Kirishima had really been paying attention, hadn’t he?
“Oh, fuck it.” Bakugou declared. As Bakugou grabbed Kirishima by the collar of his shirt and smashed their lips together, Kirishima pumped his fist into the air in a show of victory before kissing him back. Bakugou could feel Kirishima’s smile through the kiss as he grinned back. Their teeth clacked together awkwardly but Bakugou couldn’t bring himself to care as Kirishima gently ran his calloused hands through his hair.
Kirishima said he wanted a kiss, so he was getting one. And it will be the best damn kiss he will ever have in his life. Who gives a shit if this means Bakugou will be distracted from his lifelong goal? There’s plenty of time left until graduation. Nothing is stopping him from having both.
Who knew a slip of the tongue would be all it took for their feelings to be admitted?
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alythekitten · 5 months
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Hello! This month's choice for my KiriBaku Playlist art was "Heroes (we could be)" by Alesso, our boys are Pro Heroes and they decided to make their relationship public with their engagement!!!
Some info!
I wish to create a 12 song playlist for Kirishima and Bakugou's love, one song with a new art every month!
This art and Project is not a Patreon exclusive, I'm sharing the new art every month on my socials, but the songs are suggested and voted by my patrons only!
You can join Here!
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gglitch1dd · 1 year
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The Affair Pt 3
Context: What do you do when your husband cheats on you with your Head Alphas Omega? You marry the Head Alpha of course? What’s better than revenge served with a wedding ring and an ultrasound photo?
<PART 1> <PART 2>
Chapter Summary:
We dive more into Midoriya and Bakugou's daily lives as they find out the new development that is you and Kirishima
Warning: Omegaverse!, Kane really needs help, BakuDeku angst, Mitsuki being a trashy parent, hinted pregnancy
Bakugou closed the door behind him as he leaned against the door for a second. It was another late night of patrol, endless paperwork and meeting of his PR team hounding on his ass. Bakugou was so tired and weighed down, he missed the days where he still had DynaRiot Agency where Kirishima would handle all the PR meetings and the Commission hounding on their asses and Bakugou could just focus on what he loved to do. Being a hero out on the field. But that was a long time ago. A long time ago that Bakugou couldn’t help but think about more often than he should.
The blond Omega pushed himself off the door and deeper into the apartment. The apartment was semi-clean, pillows out of place and an odd blanket on the couch, but nothing that couldn’t wait for tomorrow. Bakugou walked into the kitchen, finding dinner there on the table. He paused at the odd smell in the air. It wasn’t food like- not entirely. It smelt like someone else’s scent, although too faint to be an Omega or Alpha.
“My personal assistant.” Bakugou turned around to see Midoriya walk into the kitchen. He leaned against the marble counter as he folded his arms. He wore soft fluffy pants that hung low on his waist and was otherwise shirtless. “I had a meeting with Kobayashi Shu and I couldn’t leave Kane here on his own for those two hours.”
Bakugou let out a hum as he put his plate in the microwave. “What did the two of you discuss?” He asked as he turned around to face the green haired Alpha. “Or to be more specific, what are her demands?”
Midoriya let out a breath with a hand in his hair. “She’s actually pretty willing for the most part. Being the chief justice and head of her political party, she’s pretty eager. You know the rest of them, parliamentarians, heroes-”
“All stick in the ass snobs.” Bakugou scoffed.
Midoriya let out a soft scoff with an amused smile. “Coming from you, Kacchan?” Bakugou glared at him making Midoriya laugh. “One of her demands is that,” He let out a breath. “One of my sons is paired with her daughter, depending on dynamics, of course.”
The microwave rang and Bakugou turned to take his food out. He scoffed. “How am I not fucking surprised?” Being without Pack A had its issues and a bit of some perks. As much as it meant that they had independence to do whatever they wanted, it also meant that they were on their own in a country filled with packs and communities. The affair had effected their ratings and at the next annual heroes’ gala, it would show just what the public thought of them.
Even though the effect it had could be said to be rather biased.
For one, Midoriya’s rating hadn’t changed much. Yes he did take a hit on being Number One considering he cheated on his loyal and loving wife, but it also meant that now he was considered a single bachelor. Some more traditionalists thought that it was your fault that your Alpha went astray and you weren’t good for him. Some thought the same for Bakugou, wondering what type of Alpha was Kirishima to let his own Omega escape it. None of which was the truth but such thought kept their ratings up.
With them being in the need of a pack, they had offers. They were the nations top heroes and thus were highly wanted for increased standing but at the same time no one wanted an unfaithful and lying Omega and no one wanted enemies of Pack A. With Kane or Asahi entering the picture as being sons of the Number One hero, they had the ability to raise another packs standing. They were worth the scrutiny.
Bakugou scoffed as he use his chopsticks, stuffing his face of food. “None of their pups are worth a single hair on Kane's head.”
Midoriya shrugged. “Whether or whether not they are, you wanted a pack for him, here’s the best one we’ve got.” He reminded the blond Omega in front of him. The kitchen descended into quiet for a moment. “Kacchan, I think you need to start spending more time at home.”
Midoriya was nowhere near surprised from the look he got. Bakugou glared at him with a hard look. He put down his chopsticks hardening his crimson gaze onto Midoriya. “What?”
The green haired Alpha went phased by the look at all. “What I’m saying is, Kane needs you.”
Bakugou leaned back with a breath, “Deku, you know I don’t do that house-dam nonsense. I’m a working Omega. I don’t have time to be at home whenever Kane needs me.”
“He’s in distress and he’s having a hard time at school. I’m not saying you should stop working, I’m just saying that maybe you should slow down a bit and spend some time with him. He needs you.”
“I already told him what to do about that.”
Midoriya let out a sigh as he turned to face Bakugou who was sitting down at the island of the kitchen. “That’s not the point Kacchan. Kane needs his dam. He needs comfort from you.”
Bakugou let out a breath as he leaned back. “My pup isn’t weak. He can handle himself. We all need to learn to be strong.”
“Our pup, Kacchan.” Midoriya specified. Green eyes looking at him with a pointed look. “He isn’t weak for crying, he isn’t weak for needing his dam.”
The blond could see how riled up the Alpha in front of him was getting by the conversation. “Speaking from experience, Deku?” He asked with a slight smirk.
A low growl came out of Midoriya, canines barred in a warning. His vivid green eyes sparked as his face darkened. He let out a breath as he stayed silent for just a second. “Don’t fuck up another kid, Kacchan.” He nearly whispered in a quiet anger. Bakugou looked away from Midoriya, already knowing well how much he wasn’t a good person with how he treated Midoriya when they were younger. Midoriya closed his eyes and let out a sigh. “Just… make an effort. If not for him than at least for yourself.” Bakugou didn’t respond, staying silent at what Midoriya had asked of him. Midoriya sighed as he moved to the fridge, dragging a hand through his hair. “There’s a hero gala tomorrow evening. We all know who’s going to be there, so play nice.” Midoriya closed the fridge door, taking out a bottle of water. “We don’t need another scandal blowing up in our faces.”
“Welcome to the Japan’s semi-annual heroes’ gala where tonight, Japan’s finest heroes, representative and council members will be acknowledged at tonight’s event.”
Todoroki stood next to Momo as the two of them stayed near Pack A’s table. The pack was mingling amongst other people in the hero scene, and it was another prestigious event for Japan’s elites. His wife did most of the talking while Shoto himself preferred to observe the hall. The night was filled with paparazzi and reporters outside the venue. Shoto watched his fellow packmates talk to other packs of high political or hero standing. It would be another beautiful night for Pack A if all went well.
Todoroki kept an eye on the pair that everyone else was looking at too. Midoriya and Bakugou. If people weren’t looking at them, they were looking at Pack A. It was easy to see the tension between the two opposing sides. It was as feasible as if it was tangible.
Midoriya had a hand on Bakugou’s waist. His white hero cape falling down his back as he wore a black suit with a golden tie to match the lining of his cape. His green curls were gelled back making him look fancy as he laughed to something another hero had said. Bakugou stood at his side with a modal smile and look about him. He stood in red bottoms and a black suit that matched Midoriya’s. The two stood beautifully beside each other, huge smiles on their face and looking like royalty as they stood amongst their other heroes.
They made Shoto feel sick.
Midoriya looked over to one of his oldest real friends. For a moment both Alphas just looked at each other not particularly saying anything. Midoriya looked away from Shoto before focusing on the conversation he was having with the chief justice.
“Shoto, my love.” Momo squeezed his bicep, making Shoto look back down at her. Momo looked up at him with dark grey eyes, her eyes wide as she looked up at her Alpha she leaned her head against his shoulder. “You need to calm down. Head Alpha told us not to cause a scene.” She reminded him. Shoto tilted his head in confusion, not understanding what happened. She chuckled amusedly. “You were growling, love.”
Shoto’s eyebrows raised in surprise. “Oh… I apologise.” He nodded his head to her, placing a kiss on her forehead. “I did not mean it.”
She chuckled amusedly. “I know.” She nodded her head. She motioned to the stage where the host for tonight, Hawks, was taking centre stage. “Lets take our seats.” She urged from him.
With a nod of his head the Todorokis both went to their designated table with some of their other pack mates. They were sitting with Iida, Hatsume, Sero, Mina and two empty spaces that belonged to you and Kirishima.
The hall started to settle as they all got into their designated seats. Hawks stood on stage looking his camera ready best with a bright smile and smirk to make any femme swoon. The ProHero smiled broadly as he looked across the hall at all the proheroes. “Good evening, and welcome to the Semi-Annual Hero awards. It’s another amazing evening to have Japan’s finest here together in Tokyo for such a prestigious occasion.” He spoke with rigour and charisma as he stood in front of everyone. “We have many items on the agenda but first we have the announcement of the Prohero listings for the first half off this year.” He looked up one of the huge screens.
These hero listings weren’t the big ones that would happen at the next gala. It was more prestigious than that. These listings were only for the top ten proheroes in the country over the past six months. They were a show of how not only what the public thought of them but what their standpoint in the hero world was.
“First we have the number ten hero Copy Cat, Number ninth hero Cellophane, Number eighth hero Chargebolt, Number seventh hero Pinky,”The hall was fill with applause as everyone acknowledged the top heroes of the country. “The Number sixth hero Dynamight,”
Bakugou froze at that announcement. It was almost as if a gunshot went out throughout the hall and he was the only one to hear it. He had never been under the top five since he was twenty-two, and now here he was at number six. He almost felt sick at the very thought. Midoriya glanced down at the blond next to him. He leaned over to the blond whispering for him to keep appearance as he took Bakugou’s hand in his own with a gentle squeeze. The blond hero forced a somewhat smile to his face as he clapped his hands as the list went on, the images of each hero flashing on the screen.
Hawks continued with the listings. “The number fifth hero Ingenium, Number fourth hero Kiamo Woods, the third hero Mirko, the second Shoto and staying at the top spot, the Number One hero of Japan, Deku.”
That was something that Midoriya was shocked about and it showed on his face. Utter shock and surprise as he looked up at his face on the screen. After everything that happened that last thing he expected was to see himself still in the Number One spot. To be fair, he knew that despite the scandal he kept at his hero work and at his job, but he was sure that the general public disagreed with what had happened.
He put a smile on his face as he bowed his head in gratitude at the honour of still staying at the Number One spot. He looked up with a smile. His eyes caught on the Commission President that sat across from him. She sipped on her champagne as she maintained eye contact with him for a moment before looking away from him.
Midoriya noted that at the back of his head, reminding himself to talk to her after this was over.
“Now before dinner is served, we would like to acknowledge something that hopefully you all noticed.” Hawks continued. “The famous and very well loved hero, Red Riot is not on the hero listings.” Immediately Bakugou’s eyebrows raised realising that Hawks was right. He wasn’t the only one to realise that. It was highly unusual for Kirishima not to be included in the heroes listing. He was such a public favourite as well as a hard worker in the hero force. Hawks chuckled at the soft mumbles of confusion. “As you are all aware, there was a vacancy in the Heroes Safety Commission Board and the members had been working tirelessly on filling that vacant spot. It is not only given based off of hero experience, but public relations, moral as well as skill set. The chosen individual for this has shown all these qualities and more.” Hawks stepped to the side away from the podium, motioning to the side. As he spoke an assistance appeared with a crystal shard like trophy with a silver plaque. “I would like to formally announce, the appointment of the fifth member of the board to the former ProHero Red Riot, Kirishima Eijiro.”
Stepping out of the wings was Kirishima followed by you. The two of you stepped out into the light Kirishima dressed in a tight fitting black suit with red and gold strewn in the form of chains and his buttons. He was absolutely handsome tonight. Dressed to impress in formal wear and not lacking in any single way. You followed him in a red tight cocktail dress that matched his hair colour, red covering your body showing the new colours of your family. However the dress with its silk sleeves that fell off your shoulders made you look eye catching.
You held onto Kirishima’s big arm, looking up at him with an adoring expression as he led the two of you forward. Pack A was the loudest in their cheers with shouts of praise and encouragement coming from their tables as they smiled up at the both of you.
Kirishima took the clear crystal award from Hawks with an appreciative nod before being handed a mic. He handed you the award, allowing you to hold it with both hands. He turned to look over at everyone with a broad smile. “Thank you for this esteemed honour. I don’t know if this would have been possible without all the dedication and work from my colleagues making hero work so worth wild for me, all the support and hard work from my pack,” He motioned to them.
“GO EIJI!” Denki shouted, which only made the both of you chuckle at his actions.
“And,” Kirishima turned to look at you with a gentle smile. You smiled back. “my Head Omega, Kirishima Y/N. Darling, your ever support and belief in me keeps me pushing and I’m glad to have you by my side.” Kirishima smiled as he took your hand pulling you closer. He handed Hawks the mic before turning to you. He placed a kiss on the mating mark on your neck, his spare hand resting on your lower abdomen sweetly and yet possessively.
You giggle softly at the action, whispering into his ear. “And here I was thinking you were going to play nice.”
He grinned against your neck. “I never said that.”
With Hawks’ permission, you both left the stage to descend down to head to your table, however with dinner starting in a few minutes, people swarmed you with the time you had left. Kirishima gripped you possessively keeping you near him as he automatically brought out a broad diplomatic smile on his face. It was time for you to play the part and it wasn’t something hard for you to do. You stood at his side with a soft adoring smile looking up at him and listening along to what the Alphas that swarmed him had to say.
Bakugou and Kirishima were frozen to their seats.
Bakugou for the most part was livid. You stood next to Kirishima like you had been standing there your entire life as if you knew where your position in his life was. You were decked in a diamond necklace with the Kirishima crest sitting on your dress incrested in diamonds. Bakugou wanted to rip them off of you. He used to wear that crest, not you. He was supposed to be standing there laughing with parliamentarians and receiving praises along with Kirishima, not you. And Kirishima… How was it that the red headed Alpha just seemed to be rising in life even after everything. Kirishima stood with his head held high, confidence in his shoulders and a smirk on his face. It made Bakugou feel red boiling rage in his veins.
Midoriya on the other hand, felt as if the ground disappeared underneath his feet. You stood there in a colour you would never wear to a gala. You always wore green. You always used to stand beside him with that smile, being the perfect partner and supporting him in everything. Yet there you were in red and laughing at Kirishima side. Beautiful you. So it was Kirishima’s mark you barred on your neck now… he doesn’t blame you. Not at all. If anything, he knows it was probably a smart decision on your end. However, it didn’t stop hurting less to know that the most beautiful woman he has ever known stood before him and wasn’t his anymore.
“Congratulations Kirishima.”
Kirishima chuckled as he shook hands with the Prime Minister smiling over at her. “Thank you, Madam Prime Minister. I heard of your endorsement; I must say I was flattered.”
She laughed as she waved it off. “You were deserving of it.” She reminded him. “It was nothing but truths on my part.” Her dark eyes moved to you with a soft laugh. “So this must be the new Mrs Kirishima. Y/N I barely recognised you.”
You smiled broadly with a nod of your head. “I apologised, I switched to red.”
Kirishima let out a loud laugh. “And it looks good on them too! I hardly wanted to come out knowing that they were on my arm.”
“I don’t blame you.” Loud laughter filled the area, finding amusement in that statement. The prime minister motioned to you with a hopeful glint in her eye. “Although I do hope that we’ll be hearing good news from you soon, Kirishima.”
You knew what the female Alpha was insinuating. You put your hands to rest on your stomach, looking down bashfully, having temporarily forgotten the weight of being an Omega to an elitist figure. Kirishima squeezed your shoulder. He nodded. “Very soon, I assure you. Now will you excuse us,” Kirishima turned the both of you to your table, trying to get you to your seats. Kirishima let out a breath. “I forgot how draining it is talking to politicians.” He stirred you over to your chair, Todoroki helping you by pulling out for you. You nodded to him in gratitude before sitting down. Kirishima looked down at you in concern. “Are you alright?”
“I’m fine, Eijiro.” You told him with a smile.
He didn’t look convinced at all, crouching down as he held your hands. “If you’re tired or drained just tell me and we can leave. We don’t have to-”
You chuckled. “Eijiro, I’m fine.” You brought his hand closer to your lower abdomen. You visibly saw the way he seemed to relax and let stress leave his body. You smiled down at him, moving your face closer to his. You held his face in your hands. “I’m alright. We are alright.” You glanced down for a second. “This is your night, have some fun, you deserve it.” He smiled up at you and nodded.
“Yah, Eijiro.” Denki spoke as he put his hands on your shoulders. You looked up at the vivid blond with an amused chuckle. “Come on, go live a little. They’re not going anywhere.” Denki lifted up a glass of wine to his mouth. He took a sip before nearly choking on it. Shinso immediately tapped his back before Jirou took the glass out of his hands. He coughed out slightly before glaring at the glass. “Is that sparkling grape juice?” He asked in pure disgust. “Where’s my Italian wine!”
Kirishima chuckled as he stood up straight. Iida handed Denki a cloth to wipe his mouth. “Eijiro and I told the kitchen to only serve us sparkling grape juice.”
Denki’s face scrunched up in pure disgust. “I’m not even trying to get pregnant right now and here you are depriving me of wine!” He hissed in disapproval only making most of you laugh.
You motioned for your own glass of grape juice, which Kirishima happily provided for you. Kirishima looked up to Denki with an amused smile. “If you want something fancy Denki, I can get you white grape juice.” The electric Omega glared at him with a huff. He grumbled as he went to go take his seat his arms folded as he strutted away with his nose tilted up.
Jirou rolled her eyes. “I had to choose the most dramatic Omega in the world for us.”
Shinso nodded with a hum. He put a hand on her shoulder. “Yah, that’s entirely on you.” She turned to him with a pointed look which only made him chuckle.
You smiled at the pack interactions, watching Iida talk to Kirishima off to the side for a moment. Then you heard a slight growl from behind you as a set of hands moved onto your shoulders. You looked up to who it was and it was Shoto. He glared at something in front of you. You turned your attention down to Midoriya who approached you. However, Shoto’s change into hostility was what set the other pack members on edge as they glanced over to Midoriya as well.
Midoriya looked up at Shoto, a look of anger on his face as he kept his hands on your shoulders in a protective stance. Midoriya’s eyebrows furrowed slightly, never thinking of ever seeing this side of one of his oldest friends. He let out a breath. “Shoto.”
Shoto glared, his pupils thinning. “Deku.”
The green haired hero ignored the painful feeling of hearing Shoto call him by his hero name and not by his family name. He looked away from the Alpha behind you back down to you. He opened his mouth to speak but immediately Denki and Mina stepped forward wanting to step in front of you to separate you and Midoriya. You put up a hand stopping them.
You squeezed Shoto’s hand on your shoulder, looking up at him with an appreciative smile before you stood up from your seat. You took a few steps forward but not too far away from the table. “Deku,” You smiled over at him, resting your hands together in front of your stomach. “Congratulations on retaining your spot as Number One.” You nodded your head to him.
Midoriya swallowed hard for a moment but kept a forced fake smile on his face that you could easy see that it was fake. “Thank you. Y/N… I’d like to talk to you.” He spoke slightly softer than before as he glanced up at an angry Shoto who had Momo holding his arm, trying to calm him down.
“Well, lets wait for Eijiro to get back and we can talk.”
“Alone…” Midoriya clarified. “I want to talk to you alone.”
You furrowed your eyebrows slightly with a confused look. “Is it about Asahi?” You asked him.
Midoriya let out a soft scoff and looked down at the ground for a moment. “No, but-”
“Then whatever you want to say to me you can say in front of my husband and Head Alpha.” You told him with a stern look on your face. Before you could say more on the matter, you felt a pair of arms wrap around you.
A kiss went to your mating mark as Kirishima took his place beside you. “There you are sweetheart. You should be enjoying the evening and sitting down.” He spoke lowly against your neck. You looked up at him with a gentle smile moving your hand to rest at the side of his face. Kirishima then turned his gaze over to Midoriya. He frowned slightly but forced a smile onto his face. His ruby eyes locked onto the Alpha across from him as he straightened his posture. “Sorry Deku, but my Head Omega needs to sit down. Dinner is to be served.”
“I couldn’t agree more.” Walking up to him and grabbing Midoriya’s arm was Bakugou. He held Midoriya’s arm tightly in his grip as he angled the green haired Alpha away from Kirishima. Bakugou motioned for Midoriya to follow him, moving to the two of them away from you.
“Come in.”
Midoriya waited a moment before entering the office. He was at the Commission Headquarters, having had a meeting just a few minutes earlier that took longer than he thought it would. It had been another long day and he still needed to go back to the office and finish paperwork but first he decided to take one more pit stop before hand.
The door opened to reveal a big office with a huge dark wooden desk. Sitting behind the desk in a black cushioned chair was Kirishima. He was on the phone as he stood in front of the floor length windows of his new office that overlooked the city. He turned his head to look at Midoriya. His eyebrows furrowed slightly before turning around. “Of course… yes, definitely. Look we can discuss further at the meeting tomorrow, someone just came into my office… Great, talk to you then.” He hung up the phone as he walked back to his seat. “ProHero Deku.” Kirishima let out with a sigh as he sat down in the large chair. He leaned back as folded his arms over his broad chest. “This is a surprise.”
Midoriya closed the door behind him. He looked around Kirishima’s new office as he moved forward towards Kirishima. “I apologise for dropping in. Love the new office by the way.” He motioned around.
“Thank you. I had it customised.” Kirishima answered simply.
The green haired prohero hummed as he moved to sit down in one of the chairs in front of Kirishima. He leaned back, his arms resting on the arm rest as he crossed his legs. “How’s work?” He asked.
Kirishima shrugged. “Busy but more regular hours. Allows me to get home and spend time with my wife.” He commented, Midoriya forcing a smile at the mention of Kirishima’s wife. His wife. Kirishima let out a breath as he furrowed his eyebrows. “Why are you here, Deku?” He asked him.
Midoriya was silent for a moment as he thought how best to say it. He was quiet for a moment. “Does… Do they love you?”
“Excuse me, Deku, I don’t think I know we are discuss-”
“Y/N.” Midoriya interrupted him. He motioned back to Kirishima, asking his question again. “Do they love you?”
Kirishima looked at the green haired Alpha and frankly was more than just angry with him. Kirishima’s jaw tensed as he forced a business smile onto his face. If he had any less patience or civility he would have dove over his desk and clawed Midoriya’s tongue out for just walking into his office let alone asking him about you and how you were feeling. “Mrs Kirishima is happy and well.”
The corner of Midoriya’s lip twitched slightly as a miniscule smile went to his face. “So they don’t love you.”
Kirishima’s eyebrows furrowed as he tilted his head. “I don’t see how it matters to you.”
“And why wouldn’t it matter to me?”
“You are their ex-husband, Deku.” Kirishima reminded him as he leaned forward, putting elbows on his desk as he looked over at the Alpha in front of him with a hard gaze. “You are their ex-cheating-husband. I assure you that whether or whether not your ex-Omega has moved on is none of your concern. If anything, the only concerns you should have is maintaining your rank as a prohero, taking care of your sons and managing to keep your rather… loose Omega.”
Midoriya scoffed silently as a smirk rested on his face ass he tilted his head. “Loose?” He asked. “Is that how you describe Katsuki now?”
Kirishima paused before thinking about the question. He shook his head. “No… That’s how I describe Omegas that cheat on their Alphas, which also just so happens to be the category that Katsuki falls under.” He shrugs. “I don’t have that problem anymore, so I apologise if I am not updated on the concept.”
“I am aware.” Midoriya chuckled. “So tell me, how is Mrs Kirishima? I hope you can keep up with them. They’ve always been a rather… needy Omega.” Midoriya commented.
Kirishima chuckled as he leaned back. “You don’t have to tell me that, you should have told me how fertile your wife is.” He commented as he sat with a smirk on his face.
Immediately Midoriya’s face dropped as he looked back at Kirishima with an emotionless expression. It was almost as if a flashbang had gone off as for a second, all Midoriya could hear was ringing in his ears. “What do you mean by that?”
Kirishima just looked at Midoriya with a smile. He opened his mouth to speak.
“Mr Kirishima, the president is waiting for you in her office.” His assistant rang from his desk.
Kirishima shrugged. “Excuse me, Deku, I have a meeting to go to. You know how Ms B is when she doesn’t get attention immediately.” He stood up from his chair, adjusting the cuffs of his black button down shirt. “Make an appointment with my assistant and I am sure I can squeeze you in for another catch up session.”
Bakugou straightened up as he put the dishes in the sink, collecting them as dinner ended with his family. After Midoriya had come back from work, acting odder than usual, the two of them and Kane headed to the Bakugou’s for dinner. Masaru tried keeping everything light and sweet during dinner, trying to keep his Alpha and his rather spitfire of a pup peaceful towards each other.
After dinner, Midoriya went with Masaru to get something that he had made for Kane upstairs leaving sire and pup in the kitchen. Bakugou hummed to himself as he washed the dishes, his mind on autopilot as he did the simple task not saying anything.
Mitsuki leaned against the counter, looking over at her pup with a hum. She had a glass of wine in her hands as she watched him with a harsh crimson gaze. “Katsuki,” Her pup stopped mostly because whenever she said his name, he always felt as though something was about to happen and he had to prepare himself for it. He turned his head back to her, indicating that he was listening. “Has Kane got his quirk yet?”
The blond Omega shook his head. “No.”
“How come?”
Bakugou wasn’t sure how to answer that question. He was silent for a moment. “He’s… he’s just a late bloomer. He still has a year left until any cause for concern.”
Mitsuki furrowed her eyebrows as she looked at her son next to her. “Katsuki, you got your quirk at the age of four.” She reminded him. He didn’t respond about it, minding himself with the plate that he hadn’t let go of in the past minute. “Maybe he’s just like his sire.”
Bakugou turned to look at his sire. He glared silently as he looked at her. “What do you mean?”
Mitsuki sighed as she put down her glass and folded her arms over her chest. “Centuries of Bakugo excellence gone because of a quirkless pup and his sire.” She clarified. She tilted her head with a pointed look to him.
He furrowed his eyebrows. As he took his hands out of the water. “Izuku is not the problem here. Kane will get his quirk, he’s just been through a lot recently.”
“Yah, you’re probably right.” Mitsuki shrugged as she pushed off away from the counter, her black designer boots making the only other sound in the kitchen as she walked over to place her wine glass next to her son. “It’s not Kane’s fault that you chose Izuku to be his sire and not Eijiro. If only you could have given Eijiro a pup, maybe then it wouldn’t have been so easy for him to replace you.”
Bakugou turned to look his sire dead in the eyes as he furrowed his eyebrows. “Oh so now you care about me being more like an Omega. Baring pups and keeping my Alpha happy.”
Mitsuki shrugged with a hum. “Whether you or I like it or not, you are an Omega, Katsuki. And either way it was your duty to do that for him.” She motioned to the side. “Do have any idea how bad it is being enemies with the Kirishimas? That whole family is comprised of political and economic influence especially with Eijiro now working for the commission.”
“I tried!”
“No, Katsuki.” Mitsuki raised her nose up at her son as she looked down at him with such judgement. “You didn’t try. You are so focused with being a hero you don’t understand just how much more important family is than work for you. With you being an Omega, this family didn’t need you being a hero,” She stated as she took a step forward towards him. “It needed you to keep face and keep this family’s reputation a float, but you can’t even seem to do that right.” Bakugou scowled as he looked up at her, disgust hanging at the back of his throat. Mitsuki shook her head with a sigh. She turned to walk out of the kitchen. “If only I had a second pup. Looks like all the Omegas in this family disappoint me.” She said lowly with a roll of her eyes as she left the kitchen.
Midoriya entered the kitchen with a raised eyebrow as he watched Mitsuki leave. He held Kane with one hand as he turned to look at Bakugou confused as to what must have transpired. However he didn’t get an answer as Bakugou threw the cloth he was holding to the side and moved to stomp out of the kitchen. “We’re leaving.” He stated with a scowl on his face.
Kane looked up to his dam as he was pulled along with his parents. “But what about Pop-Pop?”
“You’ll hang out with Pop-Pop some other time Kane, now we need to go home.” Bakugou told him as the three of them seemed to be in a rush to leave.
Midoriya let the two of them walk out the door, before turning to a confused Masaru. He bowed his head in gratitude. “Thank you for having us.” He spoke with a gentle smile before glancing at the blond Omega that seemed very angry as a trail of his smoky scent followed him. “I’m afraid we have to leave.”
Masaru gave him a weak smile. “No worries. Drive safely, Izuku.”
Midoriya gave one more bow before racing over to the car where Bakugou had already put Kane in the back and was entering the passengers seat. He slipped into the car and the three of them were on their way back home. The dark car ride was tense as Bakugou kept a hand to his eyes trying to calm down his rage that burned in his chest.
Kane was silent as he looked at his dam with his sire. “Poppa…” He put on a trying smile as he fiddled with the sleeves of his new sweater. “Did you see my new sweater that Pop-Pop made for me. It’s really nice and soft and it even has-”
“Not now, Kane.” Bakugou spoke as he massaged his temples. “Poppa has a headache. We can talk later.”
“But Poppa did you see-”
“I said not now, Kane!” He raised his voice as he glanced back at his pup with a harsh dark crimson gaze that instantly made him shrink back in fear. The small blond pup felt his lower jaw vibrate as he tried holding back whimpers. He looked down away from his dam as he tried his best not to cry as big fat Midoriya styled tears came to his own red eyes. Bakugou leaned back with a roll of his eyes. “Great.” He let out lowly as he leaned against the window, closing his eyes. “This day can not get any worse.”
“Y/N’s pregnant.”
Bakugou opened his eyes and looked to the green haired Alpha next to him who had a white knuckled grip on the steering wheel as the black car stopped at a red light. The car was deathly silent as the Omega next to him looked at him in disbelief. Midoriya swallowed down hard his jaw tense as he let out a stuttered breath. Bakugou opened his mouth to ask a question but Midoriya already knew the answer.
“It’s Eijiro’s.”
-Glitch1d
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Todoroki: I'm immune to mean and hurtful things because Midoriya says kind things to me everyday, and his love protects me.
Kirishima: I'm immune to mean and hurtful things because Bakugou says mean and hurtful things to me everyday, so I'm prepared.
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laven23 · 2 years
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Now it's full context for you to freak out!!!!
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Lol I can't let the guys see this
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guardian-of-da-gay · 1 year
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SWITCH Krbk Week 2022 Day 6: Roleplay
The boys find their old hs couple's costumes (which still mostly fit!) so they decide to have a little fun.
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zuccki · 3 months
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I was working so hard on this, really hope someone will like it! My precious rodydeku lovechild, Haruki-kun, in bnha-style! I don't like everything I managed but so far this is my maximum.
Some background info: Haruki's quirk is emotion manipulation - his animal, similar to Pino, reflects his own mood, but when it's touched by someone else, their emotions get translated towards Haruki! He can slightly influence how the person is feeling, and it's very suiting, because he is very kind.
After a faithful encounter with a broken support item in the support department, where Izuku took him to have a word with Hatsume Mei about his gear, Haruki decided he's gonna be the best inventor to help all those heroes outside and make their lives easier.
He also has a freepass into the dynariot's support department agency, but he doesn't feel that he is good enough to work there yet, so after graduating from UA he is still mostly spending time under Hatsume's wing. I hope you like him as much as I do!
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