#kirishima eijiro oneshot

[crushmeeren]

🍓Kirishima SFW & NSFW Headcannons

Everyone involved in this fic is aged up/18+; continue scrolling or block if you aren’t into it

Warnings; daddy kink, praise kink, rough sex, hair pulling, mentions of choking, throat fucking, pussy eating, vaginal sex, Kirishima spits into readers mouth and you swallow that shit happily, cream pie, sweet aftercare, sleepy sex

Note; I’m in love with Kirishima, I’ve been writing a lot of headcannons lately but I simply could not resist the urge to write about the overgrown puppy that is Kirishima. Enjoy this meal with me 🍓

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Eijirou who is the actual human embodiment of a ray of sunshine (he is the definition of golden retriever energy—you know if he had a tail it would wag non stop, definitely smacking the shit out of you)

Eijirou who you met for the first at the gym—you were uncomfortable & unsure of what you were doing when this mountain of a man with bright ass red hair came up to you so shy and explained how to back squat without hurting yourself (this fucker had the sweetest smile, despite his sharp teeth—but Jesus Mother Mary & Joseph—you thought you would fall to your knees just looking at him)

Eijirou who stuttered and turned pink every time you asked him to be your spotter whenever you saw him at the gym, until finally he asked for your number (you were gonna ask for his if he didn’t do it first—you definitely did not fist pump afterwards)

Eijirou who is a heart stopping amount of stacked, but is the biggest softie you have ever met, who gets overly excited to play with your dog-wrestling with him and cuddling him (you swear your dog now loves Eiji more than you, ever since you moved in together they’re two peas in a pod- much to your chagrin)

Eijirou who is really smart — okay maybe not top dog when it comes to book smart but he is street smart and exceptional at reading people, who always knows how you’re feeling even when you don’t say anything (it’s always a relief that he can tell when you don’t feel like talking)

Eijirou who is oblivious to how he looks, who has a shit ton of of instagram followers—not because he tries, no it’s because he started posting pictures of himself at the gym just for fun and unbeknownst to him everything he posts is like a goddamn thirst trap (he only realizes after you point it out because you’re starting to get jealous of all the comments but he always says he only has eyes for you)

Eijirou who almost never says no to you, who always goes with the flow, an easy smile lighting up his face, who lets you pick out the movie for date night more often than not (you make sure to pick something he likes anyways)

Eijirou who really likes cherry twizzlers, who has literal hearts in his eyes whenever you buy him a pack every Friday (he coos adorably at you when you hand him the bag saying you’re so sweet to me pretty girl, I love you so much! How did I get so lucky??), who shares them with you anyways

Eijirou who loves to wear athletic clothes—but also likes to dress punk?? (he’s very diverse), who has his ears pierced (two on each lobe), who looks otherworldly when he wears nicer outfits (you definitely make the joke about his clothes looking better on your floor)

Eijirou who is best friends with Katsuki, (you’ve shockingly been able to become close to him as well), who often plays video games online with his friends (Katsuki, Denki, Sero, also Izuku & Shouto), who likes it when you sit on the floor between his legs while he plays

Eijirou who purrs like a cat when you scratch his scalp whenever his hair is down, who lays his head in your lap while you watch TV so you can continue to play with his hair, who falls asleep halfway through the movie because he feels too relaxed

Eijirou whose presence is calming and friendly, who makes you feel safe, who everyone likes (you’ve never heard a bad word said about him—you’d curb stomp anyone who did)

Eijirou who has made you feel more loved then anyone else you’ve ever been with before, who fills your chest with a warmth so intense your eyes often sting with tears—who brings you your favorite food or drink out of blue, who makes you laugh so hard your stomach cramps (he’s the funniest motherfucker you know)

Eijirou who has become your other half, like a limb you didn’t realize was missing all this time, who becomes your husband, who becomes the father of your children, who you share a love with that only comes once every five life times (you know you’ll never love anyone else no matter what comes your way)

🍓NSFW Headcannons Below🍓

Eijirou who kisses you so softly, lips sliding with yours lazily as he lets out little sighs, thumbs slipping under your shirt to tease the smooth skin over your hip bones as you straddle him—until he lets his sharp teeth snag on your bottom lip, chomping into the flesh there, wrenching a startled gasp out of you (he sucks on it apologetically afterwards)

Eijirou who has a thing for letting you dry hump him (while you’re both still clothed), head thumping back on the couch cushion, fingers tight on your waist, flushing, groaning, eyes fluttering shut as he helps you drag your clit back and forth over his cock—dick throbbing painfully from the friction through his jeans

Eijirou who has a switch that flips once he gets to a certain level of aroused, who tosses you onto the bed effortlessly, caging you between his arms, who grips your jaw tightly —forcing it to pop open (he spits possessively into your mouth, telling you to swallow it baby girl, which you do gladly)

Eijirou who loves the feel of your hot, wet mouth sucking his cock, who gets you sitting on your calves on the floor, back against the mattress as his fingers hold the back of your head in place, so he can fuck your throat, who keeps one knee up on the bed next to your head as he thrusts, groin tightening when you look at him with teary eyes (he murmurs lowly baby girl s’good at sucking daddys cock aren’t you? —Your pussy drools)

Eijirou who eats your pussy from behind, soft tongue consistently licking at your clit, fingers stretching your pussy as your face is shoved into the sheets, ass in the air for him, your belly flutters warmly as he smacks your ass with his free hand (it doesn’t take you long to cum like this)

Eijirou whose cock is thick, and you’re talking thick thick, enough that he has to get you dripping before he can get his dick wet (but you love it, the stretch is almost an overwhelming pleasure)

Eijirou who has a daddy kink, who makes you beg for his cock when he has you folded in half—knees almost touching your ears, he teases your pussy with his tip telling you condescendingly you gotta ask daddy nicely if you want to be split open sweetheart (you absolutely do sob daddy please)

Eijirou whose chest gets slick with sweat (hair always falling from its spiky position when you start to go at it), whose moans raise in pitch when he can feel your nipples slipping over & over on his pecs as he fucks you, the sensation making pleasure blister through your limbs, pussy fluttering which makes Eijirou cry out

Eijirou who has a filthy deep stroke, who pants & whispers toe curling praise in your ear but fucks you like he’s trying to carve out your guts, you weave your fingers through his hair, tugging sharply as he moves, (pussy s’good to me sweet thing, daddy loves fucking you, such a tight little thing)

Eijirou who growls under his breath when he fucks you from behind, sliding his cock back in your pussy all the way to the root, forcing a choked sob out of you, who is brutal from the get go, pelvis smacking wetly against yours

Eijirou who makes you cum instantly, wailing please daddy just like that! when he threads his fingers through your hair, forcing your neck back at a sharp angle, activating his quirk just enough on his left hand so he can leave bruises on your hip (oh? right there angel? that was a big one wasn’t it baby, so good cumming for daddy — voice dripping in your belly like honey)

Eijirou who pulls you up into his lap, back against his chest, hand around your throat as he bounces you on his cock, who makes your back arch as he bites on your shoulder, whining lowly as he cums, whose cock you can feel pulsing as his sticky release fills you up (fuck daddy, love when you cum in me — that makes his eyes roll back)

Eijirou who has you limping to the shower afterwards, but he washes your body, rubs your lower back, who tells you how much he loves you as he carries you back to the bed in a towel, who makes you giggle as he pokes your ribs when you change into one of his large T-shirts

Eijirou whose face you pepper with kisses when he climbs into the bed with you, who lets you wake him up in the middle of the night to ride him sweet and slow, foreheads pressed together, breathing the same air, limbs heavy with sleep, who cradles you against his chest when you eventually fall back asleep

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[savnofilter]

Your Scent Is Sweeter | e. kirishima

       Werewolf!Eijiro Kirishima x Virgin![FEM]Reader

CONTENT WARNING(S): sexual content, one shot, loss of virginity, kirishima likes how you smell, dry humping, hints of jealousy, spit (1), knot inflation, pull out method, mutual pining, friends -> lovers (?), established friendship.

COUNT: 3.4k words [13 mins.]

READ MORE: masterlist + [student masterlist]

A/N: ehhh i dont think i'll ever do this like an animal horny hybrid shit after the last few fics i have queued up. 😭 even if i do i'll def cringe it later probably anyways- ignore my hating… also this is a continuation from a draft over a year ago?? including the next two bakugo fics im going to post and the other dragon!kirishima fic so bare with me. this isnt even that bad LOL. thank you, anon!

How you and Kirishima first met was simple:

Two different hands reached out for the last skewer that sat on the hot grill, both stopping in hesitation at the presence of someone else. You both stopped and looked at each other, an awkward laugh coming from you as an equally shy smile graced his lips. 

“Lady’s first!” He grinned at you, his sharp teeth showing as he blushed softly, stepping back. “Go ahead, I’ll just swing back later.”

“Thank you.” You smiled at him, feeling butterflies in your chest as the cute male allowed you to grab it. 

As much as you wanted to say something else, your brain short-circuited on coming up with anything. Part of you wanted to tease him and say he could take it, but you never pass up on an opportunity for food. Nevertheless, even if it was for a random cute guy. Plus you had spent the last few hours dancing and working up a sweat, you were sure you needed it more than him. As he stood to the side, you were able to pay and take your leave, waving to him as you disappeared into the crowd. One last glance was exchanged with him as you left him at the stand.

Typically, you wouldn't go to many events if it weren't for the festivals or known shows; but this one faithful New Year's festival when you were fresh into adulthood had proven you made the great decision to attend the celebration. Events between humans and werewolves were often rampant during popular holidays, the New Year being one of them. 

There were many people around with many great food booths to compare. It was only a mere coincidence that you two seemed to be craving the same savory treat, kabobs.

After the first time you two had met, you started bumping into him more at cultural events. You hadn’t told anyone that you had met with this boy. At least you were sure he was around your age, young twenties or so, but there was no mistaking he had a few on you though not too much. The more you saw him at these gatherings, the connection between you two grew naturally, and it soon evolved into a friendship. No one knew about this friendship and to your friends he was merely regarded as something akin to a hallway crush. What they didn't know was that you two had been seeing each other for about two years now, doing various things together as a private friendship. It was no surprise the once innocent feelings you had for him slowly turned into a crush each time you two met. Luckily enough for you, today was one of the days when you two could catch up and you were more than ready to see him again. 

You bit your lip as you sat on the cut-down tree stump, one of the many things that made him complain. Something about humans defiling the woods by making modifications that didn’t need to be made. Oftentimes when you met him, he ranted about different things, all things to be exact. Even with his rambling nature, he had other sides to him. You saw him chill, you saw him happy, you’ve seen him angry and you’ve seen him annoyed. But the ‘mood’ he approached you with today was something different. It was��� feral. In a way, you couldn’t explain it.

“E-Evening, Kirishima.” You smile up at him as he walks up to you, holding up the basket you brought for him. “I made your favorite, they’re still hot just how you like them!” You open the basket to show him the goodies, scooching over on the big seat to give him room to sit down. He was quiet today, stiff too. You tried not to show your concern as he picked up the bag and sniffed it. It was times like these when you could pay close attention to the way his face looked, admiring the roundness of his cheeks that complimented his sharp jaw. 

Kirishima only grunts as he sits away from you, his quiet and fidgety demeanor worrying you a bit. Your eyes observed his statue that had a light sheen of sweat layering his tanned skin that was visible to the eyes, his brows scrunched angrily. His facial expression was one of heavy frustration even with how much he tried to hide it. Whatever he was trying to find using his snout appeared to not have been found, and he was once again on the hunt to find the source.

Kirishima proceeds to start sniffing again, this time pulling away to smell somewhere else. You couldn’t help but stare as his behavior was odd, flinching a bit when his nose led to sniffing around you. You tried to stay calm as he got closer, shifting awkwardly as you contemplated the right moment to ask about his demeanor. His breathing seemed a bit ragged too, his chest rising and falling as he avoided contact with you, even visually. 

“You’re… in heat.” 

If he couldn’t see the blush on your face you could certainly feel it.

“....what?"

“I can smell it, you’re aroused...” Eijiro responds simply. "And you smell really good."

He was still standing as he towered over you. He rested the basket next to you and didn’t move, his eyes dark with a glint you haven’t seen before. His hand comes up cup your jaw, his palm hot against your skin. You play with your sleeves as you grow flustered, laughing nervously as the thought of being in a lewd situation with the black-haired male starts to run through your head.

“Eijiro…” You start, looking up at him as he makes you look up at him by tilting your head up. You felt as though you were caught stealing from a cookie jar, hands covered in crumbs as you tried to hide the emotions stirring inside you that he could very obviously sense. 

His lips spare you the process of trying to come up with something to say as he presses his mouth against yours. You felt something spark as he did, your hands that were once clenched at your chest held his shoulders, stabilizing yourself when he forces you to lay down on the large tree stump you sat on. You tried to keep up with his kisses, opening up your mouth to let him in, fearing the pain of accidentally poking something if you chose to let your tongue wander in his. You moaned as his tongue poked and prodded in your hot cavern, his hands moving to grip your thighs to spread them apart as he got between them.

You hadn't noticed how big his body was, being so exposed to it so many times in such a friendly setting compared to this one. You daydreamed about this moment but never did you think it would happen so soon. Your heart hammers in your chest upon feeling his lips move so softly against yours, caring even. You could tell that he was the skilled one between you two and his kind way of gentleness showed with his fervent kisses. Unfortunately for him though, you didn't nearly have as much lung capacity as him to continue this unbroken kiss. 

One of your hands on his shoulders taps him as an indicator for a breather, the doting male taking the message. Your labored breaths mix with his as your eyes can't help but be glued to his in desperation. A timid mewl is ripped from your lips when his hands that once respectfully rested on the sides of your hips swoop down to grip the back of your thighs and reach behind you to squeeze your bum. Kirishima growls as the scent of your arousal heightens, his gaze darkening as he prepares himself to fuck you. 

"I-I didn't want to pounce on you like this but you smell so good." Kirishima rambles as his hands start to grope at your clothed skin. You couldn't do anything but just lay there and take it, watching up at him with curious eyes.

His strong and calloused hands trail up your body to grope your chest through your clothes, the heavy weight of his hands bringing a rush of excitement straight to your core. Whilst he fondles you he successfully manages to slide closer to you between your legs, your thighs resting on his as he gets comfortable. You bite your lip feeling his hard length now pressing against your core, a taunting sensation between the layers of clothes that restricts you. While your hands never left his shoulders his hands happily roamed your body. 

From when he was fondling you, he was able to unbutton some of your blouse, the top of your cleavage now exposed to him, and the beautiful light of the moon from atop the sky. You feel tightening in your chest as oxygen starts to run out from kissing for so long, your hands lightly pushing him away. He pulls away with a light growl that marks his excitement. Kirishima hadn't slept with humans often but had to remind himself that he had to be gentle…. at first. 

"Do you want this, Y/N?" Eijiro holds your chin to have you look up at him. You lightly gulp in excitement at the feeling of his rough hands on your jawline, a more than ready nod coming from you. 

"I want to, Eiji." You're not even sure how you managed to maintain eye contact after relaying that. Until now, you had only kissed other people but other than that it never went further. There wasn't much left to ponder about his experience in these activities, though. "Just be gentle, this is my first time, okay?"

He visibly portrays his shock at the revelation with a dropped jaw but quickly recovers by nodding his head in understanding. If anything, this is one of the best news he's heard in a while. Now it wasn't often that Kirishima thought about your sex life. When he did think about you having sex, other partners were never in the equation. Just purely you and him. Though on his part he was assuming your experience—it was just Ludacris to him that no one has gotten that far with you yet considering he could tell the way most of the males around you acted. 

Those festivals where he'd watch you from afar and get a jealous flutter in his chest fell testament to this, later his anger fueling into pure neediness in the comfort of his bedroom. He'd be straight-up lying if he said he wasn't crushing on you hard. You were as sweet as ever, pretty with a physique that suited you nicely, a smile that he fell in love with on the first day, and god you always smelled so good. Even in times when he'd playfully chase you down and you'd try and push him away in embarrassment of odor, it was that exact husk that drew him in closer. The pull that made him want to pin you down and fuck you raw.

Kirishima grips your hand and kisses the back of it as he stares deeply into your eyes. "Of course, anything for you."

You softly sucked in a breath feeling his hot hand slip down to palm your sex, the sensation so very foreign to you. Undoubtedly he could certainly sense the wetness through your clothes, another animalistic growl coming from him. He palms you in preparation for his eventual fucking, skilled hands rubbing at your labia and then playing with your clit. Your body jolts at the pleasure you receive from that certain area, a pained whimper in desperation slipping from your lips as you clawed at him. 

His deft fingers easily rubbed against your clothed core, determined to get you hot and ready for him. His eyes watch down in a predatory gaze as he watches your expressions for any behavior change, his pupils dilating in hunger as he watches your body open more and more for him. Once he's done pawing at you he presses his crouch right against yours, the heat and weight of his confined cock stirring a whimper from within you. You tilt your head back, hands still stuck on him as you pull him closer to your body instinctively. Kirishima wordlessly leans in to press more animalistic kisses to your neck, now utilizing his sharp teeth to nip and bite at your skin. He groans against your sweet skin as you start to grind against him as well, a revelation now settling in that you were impossibly sensitive in all areas of your neck. 

Usually by now, Kirishima would've fucked whoever was underneath him into oblivion already, but he was purposely taking it slower. He needed to tease and punish you for not being his any sooner. To make him wait so long to get between your luscious and squeezable thighs. 

"Eijiro," A louder moan encourages him when he roughly nips at the conjuncture of where your neck and collarbone meet, the sensation sending a hot shiver down your spine. Mixed with the friction of his heavy hips against yours you're shaking under him, eyes prickling with tears as an unfamiliar feeling starts to wash over you. "W-Wait—!" You try to tap his shoulder, the act has him unmoving as he himself already knew what you were experiencing. 

Kirishima leans up to witness the pleasurable experience wash over you, greedily taking in the fact it was him to accomplish it without even having to do anything. In seconds he's gripping your jaw and having you look at him as he places another searing kiss against your lips. You're sloppily meeting him halfway there with no doubt that his tongue has all the right to overpower yours. Your hands are lost in his hair whilst his are impatiently ripping off your clothes ready to take you under the moonlight. 

A line of saliva connects you two when he pulls away, the small connection popping when he licks his lips. Your mouth and skin tasted so sweet, that he'd have to remind himself to eat you out next time, preferably somewhere more romantic and private.

The male on top of you grunts as the cool air of the night hits his now exposed schlong, the naked member twitching at the sensation. It was a reminder that he needed it in somewhere warm and his solution was right in front of him. He groans once the scent of your fresh arousal hits his nose, it now being stronger than ever with your hot cunny in line of sight for him. You were a sight to behold, truly. Skin littered with his bite marks, a light sheen of sweat coating your skin and your pussy dripping in need for him. 

"Do you want it?" Kirishima asks with a growl in his voice. You had just come down from an orgasm and he didn't want to rush you.

"Give it to me, Eiji." 

He doesn't have the balls to play with you anymore and gets straight to it. He presses his bulbous head against your opening, rubbing it up and down your pussy lips as he tries to loosen you up. "Relax."

You bite your bottom lip and try to do as told, eyes glued to his raging hard cock. You hadn't seen a cock before now but you were a hundred percent sure this was the prettiest you have and will ever see. You shiver when he pokes his tip at your clit, the sensitivity from before making you squirm. Your eyes flicker up as you watch him spit on his cock for more lubrication, mixing the substance with your arousal and his precum to make it easier for you to take. 

"I'm going in--fuck." Kirishima breathes out as he inserts his dick into your gummy walls, the squeezing around him has him reeling in pleasure. With no remorse, he grips the back of your thighs and presses them against your body in a mating press, a deep groan rumbling in his chest as your cunt swallows his cock in this position. He tilts his head back as he slowly and surely rocks the rest of his length into your awaiting cunt, the ecstasy he was experiencing had never been felt before. It was almost reminiscent of the first time he had lost his virginity except this felt exponentially better. 

His hands nearly rip your shirt open to show your breasts to him, the restriction of your clothes around your breasts making them perk up for him. He licks his lips as your nipples harden even more at the attention. Your tits bounce with each thrust as he slowly tries to ease himself in, his excitement making it hard for him to stay patient. 

Your breathy moans are the only thing he can hear and focus on, totally zoning out on anything around him. Everything about you felt too good. The way you wrapped around his cock, how your hands gripped at him, the desperation in your voice, and the way that you felt under his hands was intoxicating. Kirishima had been waiting for this for so long and he could finally have it, have you. With patience, he was able to start rocking his hips faster and deeper into your cunt. The lewd noise of your pussy squelching with every thrust encouraged him to do more, to fuck you more passionately. 

His lips were busy marking up your skin not caring about the complaining you might have for later. Earlier when he was eagerly trying to take off your clothes he tried his best not to rip your clothes off but there was no guarantee his (kind) gesture came to fruition. That minuscule dilemma will be something to deal with when you both get there. 

His hand dips down to mindlessly play with your sensitive bean, humming in satisfaction when it elicits a sharper moan from you. You're grinding your hips against his with vigor, body shameless in the pleasure it receives from him. Your eyes could barely focus on anything specific as the male you once considered a friend completely obliterates your cunt. Tears prickle at your eyes as you start to feel an intense sensation that washed over your body not too long ago.

"E-Eiji," You pant out, head lifting lightly from the wood. 

Kirishima's head immediately lifts from your skin and looks up at you, you two millimeters apart from each other's faces. "You close, babe?" 

You nod frantically and wrap your legs around his waist, locking him in closer. He groans at how well you're able to take him, the new position allowing you to take in his cock fully. He softly coos as you try to stick it out, a pained but pleasured expression adorning your features. 

"Cum on my cock, baby."

The buzzing in your system doesn't die down, everywhere in your body feels as though it's on fire. You're engulfed in everything he gives you and refuse to let this moment go. Your body is raging with white-hot arousal as you come undone with the help of a few thrusts and his fondling. You groan happily as he grips your thighs and presses them against your body again, an unfamiliar swelling at the base of his cock forming at the base of his cock and slamming against your pussy with each thrust. You peek down to see the inflation, a bit of worry rushing into your system. 

Kirishima cusses as he lets go of one of your legs and pulls out, his spunk immediately spilling onto your pubic area and pussy, successfully covering you in his load. You whimper at how much there is, some getting on your clothes and the already defiled tree trunk from the spillage. You felt yucky with all the sweat and fluids and felt like it was prime time to go to sleep. 

You shyly make eye contact with him and let out a nervous giggle, happily welcoming an approaching kiss as he leans in to take your lips against his. You two gradually come down from your high, your body now slumped against the flat surface of the massive cut-down tree. 

You two will figure out what you are later. 

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Decorating Christmas tree with Kirishima

Summary: a few headcanons and a short drabble about decorating a Christmas tree with your boyfriend Kirishima 🎄

Author: Bear

Kirishima approaches Christmas tree decorating with the same level of enthusiasm he has for hero battles. He makes a detailed plan, complete with a rough sketch of how he envisions the tree's final look.

No decorating session is complete without Kirishima's curated holiday playlist blasting in the background. Expect a mix of classic carols and upbeat tunes that reflect his lively personality. Mariah Carey's on as well.

Kirishima insists on incorporating red and black ribbons, inspired by his hero costume. To him, every element should reflect strength and resilience.

Kirishima turns hanging ornaments into a mini-challenge, attempting to hang them with the utmost precision. He even playfully challenges you to a friendly competition to see who can hang the most ornaments without them falling.

Kirishima suggests creating some DIY decorations together. He's all about teamwork and bonding, so expect to find yourselves making personalized ornaments that represent your shared experiences.

Kirishima takes the opportunity to dress in festive attire, sporting a Santa hat or reindeer antlers.

Before placing any decorations, Kirishima takes a moment to inspect the tree, ensuring it's sturdy and ready for the holiday battle of aesthetics. 

Kirishima is in charge of handling the lights, carefully draping them around the tree. He ensures they flow gracefully and don't get tangled. 

Throughout the process, Kirishima reminisces about past holidays and shares stories.

Once the tree is fully decorated, Kirishima can't resist striking a heroic victory pose beside the masterpiece. He insists on a commemorative photo to capture the festive triumph, making it a cherished memory for the both of you.

You found yourself in the cozy living room, surrounded by the warm embrace of holiday decorations. 

Kirishima, your energetic and passionate boyfriend, was bubbling with excitement as the two of you prepared to decorate the Christmas tree together.

The scent of pine filled the air as you unpacked boxes of ornaments and lights. 

Kirishima's eyes sparkled with festive fervor. "Babe, this tree is gonna be the most awesome one ever! Plus Ultra Christmas, here we come!"

You chuckled, appreciating his enthusiasm. "Sure thing, Eijiro! How about we start with these candy cane lights?" you suggested, holding up a string of red and white lights.

Kirishima began to drape them around the tree. "Carefully, carefully," he whispered to himself with his tongue sticking out a little.

Soon you began to unwrap delicate glass ornaments, and Kirishima's strong, calloused hands carefully took hold of the fragile decorations. "Gotta be gentle with these, right?" he grinned, his red hair catching the warm glow of the lights.

As you adorned the tree with ornaments, Kirishima couldn't resist teasing. "You know, our tree is as tough as me! Unbreakable tree and decorations for an unbreakable hero!" Kirishima playfully flexed his muscles. 

"I just love how positive you are about preparing everything," you mused sweetly, giving him a look.

Amidst the laughter and playful banter, a soft melody of holiday tunes played in the background ("All I want for Christmas" by Mariah Carey).

As the tree began to take shape, you noticed a thoughtful expression on Kirishima's face. "You know, the holidays are about spreading warmth and joy. Just like us heroes do for people every day."

While decorating, you couldn't help but admire how focused he was, his crimson eyes gleaming with the joy of the season. 

"How about we add some glitter for that extra sparkle?" you proposed, holding up a container of sparkling gold dust.

"Glitter! Yeah! Let's do it!" Kirishima grinned, letting you sprinkle glitter over the tree. The soft glow of the lights caught the glitter, creating a magical shimmer.

As you stepped back to admire your work, Kirishima wrapped his arm around you, pulling you close. "Our tree will be the best, just like us," he declared proudly.

You both shared a quiet moment appreciating the significance of the season. The room was filled not only with the soft glow of Christmas lights but also with the warmth of shared moments and love.

With the tree now fully adorned, Kirishima looked at you with a satisfied grin on his face. "Our Christmas tree is a masterpiece! Just like our relationship, right?"

You nodded, feeling a surge of gratitude for the moments you shared with Kirishima. The room seemed to glow with a magical aura, and you couldn't help but be swept away by the festive spirit. "It's truly beautiful, Kiri!"

As you both sat on the couch, surrounded by the glow of the Christmas tree, Kirishima pulled you into a warm embrace. "Merry early Christmas, my love. Here's to many more holidays together, full of laughter and love! Mind taking a quick pic for my Insta? Gotta show off our epic Christmas tree!"

He went back to the tree, and struck a pose, flexing his muscles.

You snapped a few shots for him. "There, I'm sure your fans will love it."

"Thanks! But the one I want to post is with you. C'mere."

He took his phone grom you, adjusting the angle to frame both of you and the tree. As you stood side by side, Kirishima wrapped his arm around your shoulders, pulling you close, kissing your cheek. The lights and ornaments created a festive backdrop for the photo.

Click! The camera captured the moment, freezing it in time. Kirishima eagerly checked the photo, a wide smile spreading across his face. "This is truly delightful. I couldn't have wished for anything more this Christmas."

#bnha fluff #mha fluff #eijiro kirishima #eijiro kirishima x reader #eijiro kirishima fluff #kirishima fluff #kirishima x reader #kirishima #kirishima eijiro x reader #kirishima eijiro fluff #fluff oneshot #mha kirishima #mha drabble #mha oneshot #red riot #kirishima x you #kirishima x y/n

[agendercrisisx]

Working each other out

Kirishima x GN!reader

Warnings: Smut

Words: 1,1 k

You are driving to the gym, you have promised to pick up Kiri after his workout. You park on the curb and send a text in his direction. He opens the door shortly after and elegantly jumps into the passenger seat. The car's smell is quickly overpowered by the smell of sweat and man. He leans back in the seat and groans. “You okay big guy.” You smile and look at your roommate’s-tired physique. “Yeah, but Bakugou goes hard.” He chuckles and places a hand on your thigh. You smile and shake your head at Kiri. “You are the one that insists on working out with him, it’s your fault you’re busted.” He just looks at you with puppy eyes and tries to get your empathy. “That doesn’t work on me, dumbass.” You smile and put the car in gear. You start driving towards your three-room apartment. You and Kiri have lived together for four years now. To your dismay, a small crush on the stupid redhead has been underway for good three years now. “You there?” Kirishima is slowly stroking your thigh and making sure his driver is not gone. You nod and smile. “Just thinking, nothing to worry about.” It didn’t sound convincing, but the redhead didn’t say anymore. And the rest of the drive was silent.

You throw your keys in the key bowl and take off your muddy shoes. Kirishima is just behind you and throws his gym bag on the floor next to you. He walks past you on the way to the bathroom, and you move through the apartment toward his bedroom. He had promised you could borrow one of his shirts if you picked him up. You rummage through his closet and find a vintage Crimson Riot hoodie. It smells amazing and it feels nice and worn. It's so soft. You pull off your t-shirt and put the hoodie on. It smells like him, the smell surrounds you. A recognizable feeling spread in your stomach, and you could curse yourself out. No no no. Now. Fuck. Fuck he did things to you, you would of course never admit to it. Because your friendship was amazing, and you would never do anything to jeopardize that.

You lay down in the soft bed and slowly let a hand move down where you need it. Just outside your underwear. Just quick. Nobody'll ever know. You move your hand slowly and let the so sensitive spot get all the attention. The smell of Kirishima was overpowering. Ohh and it felt so good. You bit down on your lip to keep the sounds from escaping. Fuck. So close. Just a little more. Just a little. No one’ll ever know. Just… just. Fuck. So close.

Then a certain red-haired gentleman appears in the doorway to his own room. Looking down at you touching yourself on his bed. He rubs his eyes not believing what he is seeing. He has dreamt of this, of you. What he would do if this happened, he is frozen. Just staring at his roommate, whom he has had a crush on since high school.

You let out a startled scream when you see him. You move your hand as fast as possible, not knowing how long he has been standing there. But the idea of him watching you has you way too excited.

An awkward silence stretches between you. Who is supposed to say something? You just look at each other and the same dumb idea comes to your minds. Kirishima just standing in his towel fresh from the shower moves first. He grabs your legs and plops down between them. He grabs your face and forces you into a heated kiss. His tongue moves over your lips, and you let him in. It’s a battle for dominance at first but you let him win. He bites your lip, and you moan. He grabs your throat with his big ass hand and squeezes. You almost come in your pants. He interrupted while you were so close. You are on a knife's edge at the moment.

He rubs himself against your core and you can feel him harden. He grunts when you push yourself against him and another squeeze from his hand has you gasping. He dips in for a kiss and this time he doesn’t stop till you push him away to catch your breath. You can see he is holding himself back and whispering in his ear has him losing control.

He moves your body for you, and you are quickly on all fours. He rips your pants from your legs but gently takes the hoodie off you. You know it’s his favorite. He lets a hand run down your chest and takes hold when he gets to your side. He has you exactly where he wants you. He takes his cock out and rubs it between your cheeks. “Stop teasing.” You groan trying to catch your breath.

Without warning, he bottoms out and a mix between pleasure and pain makes you scream. Fuck he is big. He doesn’t move to let you get used to his size. “You good?” The worry in his voice makes you clench, and a moan escapes the big man. “Yeah, give it to me.” “You sure you can handle my love?” The pet name is intoxicating. “More than sure big guy.” He moves and the small movement alone has you weak in the knees and a moaning mess. He picks up the speed and starts hitting the spot that makes you see stars. He doesn’t get a warning before you are screaming and cumming on his cock. You fall down so your weight is on your chest instead of your arms. “You are doing so good for me.” The tone he says it in could make you come crashing down again. He doesn’t let the pace go and keeps pounding into you at a ravishing pace. The knot in your stomach is already building again. He takes a hold of your throat and pulls you up so your back is against his chest. “I’m gonna come baby, you’re so handsome.” He pumps into you a few last times before he spills inside you. And at that moment you come again.

He lays down with you on his chest. And you turn so you’re lying with your head on his shoulder. “That was needed huh love?” Kiri’s face is smug, and a toothy grin is playing on his lips. You move up and lay another kiss on his lips. “Yeah.”

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[nivtee]

: ̗̀➛ OPEN. kirishima eijirou

kirishima eijiour x gn!reader

fluff ! open relationship ! cheating ! unhappy marriage ! jerk!midoriya ! reader is reffered to as 'wife !

your husband wants to open your marriage, and kirishima has been waiting for so long

sipping lightly on the champagne you had ordered, you ignored the slight buzz running through your stomach. as much as you wanted to claim it was the drink, you knew it was the nerves.

you still wore your wedding ring, the green jewel sitting on full display. you turned it around to face your palm with a frown.

you were a wife, a wife to izuku midoriya, deku, the number one pro hero. you thought you treated him well, acting like a good little housewife for him whenever he went away.

however, you couldn't ignore the sutble glances you gave him every now and then. you weren't a pushover, no, but you let things slide under the rug when it came to midoriya.

the pieces of clothing you'd find tucked away in his draws when doing the laundry, the way he would hide his screen at the dinner table, too many late nights at the agency. you weren't stupid.

maybe you were, otherwise you would have left him, demanded for a divorce like mina and suggested and ran off. only, you had sat and listened to his excuses and his suggestions of how you both could work on the relationship.

you scoffed, like you needed to work on anything for him.

he'd suggested an open marriage maybe three, four months ago. tabloids had blown up after you agreed, 'pro hero deku seen courting fellow hero uravity!' 'deku seen with another woman, without wedding ring?' 'are the midoriya's still in love?'

you shook your head and pulled out your phone. you hadn't dabbled in dating, hadn't even thought of going through with izuku's idea until momo had suggested it.

“you should take him up on his offer,” she had texted your right after getting off the phone and listening to you rant about him for the seventh time. “go on a couple dates, see how quickly he comes running back to you.”

and so here you were, dressed up, covered in red. a passerby may have believed you were being stood up but you weren’t, you’d arrived almost half an hour earlier.

maybe this was wrong, maybe you should just call him up and tell him you weren’t ready-

“am I late?” you lifted your head, eyes dancing up the black suit with red accents that stood in front of you. he was taller, much taller that you or izuku, with his hair neatly slicked back, most likely freshly dyed due to the red stains on his forehead.

he held a bouquet of flowers, gripping the bottom of them so tightly you were worried they might break, and his other hand gripping the back of his chair.

you hadn’t responded since he spoke, too enthralled by his sharp teeth and the way the suit clenched around his muscles.

“no!” you jumped at your own voice. “no. sorry, im- you’re just on time.” you smiled and let out a puff of air, straightening yourself up.

“good. shit, oh- sorry, I was so worried i’d be late, didn’t want you to think of me standing you up.” he rubbed the back of his neck.

eijirou kirishima, pro hero red riot. you kept your eyeroll to yourself at mina’s obvious matchmaking. she had told you just how enamoured he was with you ever since he’d seen you at one of the hero galas.

of course, you’d never seen him so dressed up before. “you look stunning.” you smiled, covering your mouth with your hand to try and stop the blush running up your neck.

“im- mina said you liked red, so.” you shrugged, picking up a menu despite already knowing what you wanted.

“i’d like you in anything,” you raised your eyebrows, peeking at him and noticed the pink covering his cheeks.

izuku didn’t compliment you much, not when you’d go out to dinners and not when you’d been at home.

“if this date goes well, I might just show you in my winter wear.” you winked at him, and he let out a laugh in response. he shook his head and raised his hand for a waiter.

you furrowed your brow and bit your lip, ignoring the slight flutter in your stomach as you compared his actions to things izuku would do.

he wasn’t rude, but being number one had gone to his head and somewhere along the way he started figuring out he could do whatever he wanted, so usually he’d walk straight to the kitchen and order straight from there.

as the waiter came around, kirishima glanced up to ask you what you wanted, giving you the chance to snap out of your thoughts.

“uh- could I please have the cheese steak?” the lady nodded, sending you a polite smile before collecting your menus. it was a stark contrast to the way most waitresses would glare when you were with izuku.

“so,” eijirou was nervous. he wouldn’t admit it to anyone, because he didn’t want you to think he was worried and uncool, but god was he nervous.

staring over at you, his breath kept catching every-time your eyes glanced up at home. your jewlery doing nothing in comparison to the red over your chest.

he would have to thank mina for the suggestion.

“do you want to talk about it?” you knew what he was talking about but you hadn’t expected him to ask, no one had asked you about it.

“no, no.” you smiled up at him, “we’re on a date. I wan’t to talk about you.”

everything had been amazing. kirishima had paid for the dinner, even after you’d tried to pay, and he’d promised to let you pay next time. you couldn’t ignore the way it made your stomach tighten.

he’d even walked you to the front door, where you were sure izuku would have already had his guest come and go. meaning you wouldn’t have much time before he came down to see who you were with.

“I hope you had a good time. with me- I mean.” kirishima pursed his lips. you stood up two of the steps and only just reached the same height as him. he held your hand in his own and rocked it back and forth.

“I did,” you swallowed, ignoring just how nice he felt with your hand in his, how warm he was. “i’m really looking forward to the next one.”

you pulled him forward by his tie and pressed a chaste kiss to the corner of his lips, pulling back only for him to pull you back in, his lips stopping just before your own.

“please-“ he whimpered, letting you know that it was you that got to make the final move. you crashed your lips against his, wrapping your arms around his neck and feeling his clench the fabric on your waist.

the flick of the porch light made you well aware of your predicament, the both of you splitting a part as the door swung open.

izuku, shirtless and dressed in his grey sweatpants, arms crossed and staring down at the both of you.

“oh. izuku, this is-“

“kirishima.” izuku nodded, completely ignoring you and staring the taller man down. if he was scared. eijirou didn’t show it and instead nodded back and turned to you.

“ill see you round, alright?” he waved and moved back towards his car, letting you turn your attention back to izuku.

#✎dosiewrites #kirishima x reader #midoriya x reader #bnha #my hero acamedia #bnha x reader #one shot #cheating #angst #bnha kirishima #kirishima eijiro x reader #oneshot #midoriya izuku x reader #my hero academia x reader #kirishima eijirou x you

[yanderelionwrites]

Confession (Yandere!Eijiro Kirishima x Fem!Reader)

A drabble about the reader's inner turmoil involving the current situation Kirishima has put her in... Hope you enjoy!

Content Warning: (soft) yandere, implied kidnapping, Stockholm Syndrome, female reader

Word Count: 873

Kirishima made (Name) feel weird. It should be a bad weird, but it wasn’t, and that terrified her. It was a good weird, the kind that warmed her cheeks and made her heart flutter in her chest. The kind of weird she had feared would develop the longer she stayed here with the red-haired man.

(Name) had fallen for him. And she didn’t know how to feel about it.

She knows that she shouldn’t like him. He had so selfishly taken her for himself. Kept her cooped up in his home, away from any harm and away from any people. She hasn’t left the house in months. And she should hate him for that.

But she didn’t.

Kirishima is the nicest guy she’s ever met, despite what he’s done. He’s been so accommodating, making sure all of her needs are met and giving her whatever she asks for. He’s respectful too, never overstepping her boundaries and always asking for consent before touching her. (Name) can tell he loves her just as much as he says he does and it made her feel conflicted. She had never felt so much love from another person before, and she would find it sweet if it was under different circumstances. Kirishima’s the perfect guy…but he’s still a kidnapper.

(Name) groaned, burying her head in her hands. She never expected she would actually ever share his feelings! You’re not supposed to be in love with your captor! Maybe she’s just grown insane after being here for so long…

This was all so confusing. She’s dreamed of having a regular relationship for so long, but any chance of that happening has been thrown out the window. Maybe…maybe she should just take it for what it is? It wasn’t all bad staying here with Kirishima, and his place was nicer than any home she could ever afford. She had everything she needed here…and she would never have to worry about expenses again. Not to mention the presence of an attractive man who was completely devoted to her.

 Was it really okay for her to accept these feelings? Obviously no, but (Name) was too far gone to realize that.

She decided she should make it official. Let Kirishima know how she really felt about him instead of dancing around the issue any longer.

(Name) waited until it was time for Kirishima to leave for work. While it was still early in the morning, the both of them were wide awake and ready to face the day. (Name) remembers when she used to hate getting up, latching on to the covers whenever Kirishima tried to drag her out of bed. He had successfully turned her into a morning person, but she wasn’t complaining. It was better this way, as now she had more time to spend with Kiri before he went on patrol. She could actually give him a proper goodbye instead of the tired and mumbly one she used to say when she was still in bed.

“Well, I better get going. Don’t wanna be late,” Kirishima stood in the entrance adjusting his headgear before turning to (Name) with a bright smile plastered on his face. Giving her a thumbs up, he said, “I’ll see you real soon, babe. Have a good day! I love you so much!”

(Name) nodded and gave a small smile of her own. She could already feel her face growing warm as she stuttered out an unexpected response.

“You too, Eiji- Eijiro. I…I love you too.”

Kirishima had only opened the door just a crack before whipping back around. A bewildered look replaced his jovial grin, his eyes searching for any hint of dishonesty in her words. She’s never said it back to him until now and he wanted to make sure she meant it. He let go of the handle and stepped closer to (Name), heart fluttering at the sight of her embarrassed expression. She was just too cute for her own good.

“Do…do you really mean it? You love me?” He asked with a hopeful look in his eyes.

(Name) smiled softly and nodded. “Yeah, I mean it, Eijiro.”

Kirishima’s heart soared when she called him by his first name. He couldn’t believe that finally, finally she had confessed and returned his feelings. He never wanted her to stop saying those three words.

Happiness and excitement took over when he rushed to (Name), embracing her in his strong arms. She gasped and laughed when he picked her up and spun her around.

“You have no idea how happy that makes me!” Kirishima cried, giggling with her as he sheepishly put her down. “Sorry, I got a little too excited there.”

“It’s okay,” (Name) said, grinning ear to ear. “I’m glad I put you in a good mood.”

“Oh, I’m more than just in a good mood! I think you’ve just made me the happiest man in the world,” He leaned down to press his forehead against hers then, taking her hands into his. “Do you think…you could say it again? I wanna hear it a thousand times over.”

(Name) chuckled once more, reaching up to give him a kiss on the cheek.

“I love you, I love you, I love you. More than anything.”

~~~

Thanks for reading! Have a lovely day ya'll~

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[serotonins-stuff]

NO BECAUSE WHY ARE THEY SO ADORABLE??

Cute little beans <333

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[kittywritessmut]

Don’t cry princess - Katsuki Bakugou x fem!reader

Entails: porn with a bit of plot, jealousy, sex, heavy making out, confusion, rough sex, man handling, cream pie, profanities, use of nicknames (princess, daddy, whore and slut).

Your pov:

You sat in a circle, surrounded by fellow members of the bakusquad. Mina had her arms slung around your shoulder, Kaminari was failing at an arm wrestle against Sero and Kirishima and Bakugou were trying to fix dinner for you all.

“Hey (y/n)? Wanna play kmf?” Mina tilted her head and pulled you closer.

“What does that stand for?” You ask looking around at everyone.

“Kiss, marry, fuck” Mina says with a smirk.

“You guys are playing that? I wanna playyy” Kaminari whined massaging his arm.

“Sure, do you also wanna play Sero?” Mina asks with a chuckle situated at the end of her sentence.

“Of course, constantly beating Denki is you know, getting a bit to easy ha” Sero chuckles.

Kaminari shoots a dirty look at Sero, they both scoot closer to you and Mina.

“Alright, I’ll go first. (Y/n) kmf, Bakugou, Midoriya and um Todoroki?” Mina says with a smirk as she looks at you.

A blush covers your face, you scope out the surroundings making sure that Bakugou was out of the area.

“Um kiss Midoriya, marry um Todoroki and uh…” You look around “Fuck Bakugou..” You say cautiously with your eyes closed.

“The fuck did you say?” Your heart dropped to your stomach when you heard Bakugou’s voice.

You opened your eyes to see the angry blonde towering over you. Mina, Sero and Denki chuckled, covering their mouths to avoid being yelled at by the blonde.

“U-um..I..” You we’re stopped with the angry male yanking you upwards by your arm.

Bakugou pulled you into the bathroom, locking the door behind you both. He put both muscular arms next to your head, trapping you.

“The fuck did you say you’d do to me?” Bakugou snarled moving closer to you. His warm breath fanning your neck.

“I-I said I would um fuck you..” You looked away in embarrassment.

“And were you lying princess?” His crimson eyes looking deep into your soul.

You felt heat pooling in your sex, clenching your thighs together to create friction. Your face was a deep red and your breathing had become heavier.

“No it..it wasn’t a lie..Katsuki” You mumble looking away from him.

He pulls you to face him, his lips plastered in a shit eating grin. A soft dust of pink on his cheeks and a recognisable erection.

“That’s daddy to you princess, understand?” He brings his hands to your waist pulling your pelvis to him, rutting his erection against you.

You nod nervously and grip his shoulders with shaky hands.

“So princess, do you want daddy to fuck you?” Bakugou purrs and grabs your chin with one of his hands, tilting it towards his face.

“Y-yes please daddy” You whimper and part your lips slightly.

Katsuki chuckles and smashes his lips against yours. His tongue licks your lips, asking for permission. Once you part your lips, his tongue instantly explores every cavern of your mouth. His hands fumble on your jacket, quickly unzipping it. Only for him to find you in nothing but a crop top. Your pebbled nipples showing through the fabric.

“Fuckkkkk princess, no bra?” He groans, his pants tightening as he feels precum staining his boxers.

He moans and begins to need at your breasts. You let out a soft groan and begin to unbuckle his belt and then unzip his jeans. He chuckles and bites his lip. He then proceeds to lift up your (f/c) skirt. He lets out a loud gulp as he sees you wearing (f/c) panties.

“Fuck princess…holy fuck” He moans feeling his climax near, just from looking at you.

Your hands fly to your womanhood. Trying to cover up your dripping sex. He snarled at your hands covering you up, pulling them away.

“Princess you’re beautiful” He lets out a wonton moan and rubs himself through his boxers. A wet patch forming in his already stained boxers. You bit your lip and hook your fingers on the top of his boxers. With a light tug you pull them down, his dick slapping against his toned stomach, pre cum leaking down his tip. You observed his leaky mushroom tip and the serval veins pulsating on his thick dick. He hiked both of your legs onto his waist. He pecked your check before hiking both your legs up, placing them on his hip bone. His pulsating dick leaking with pre cum so close to your dripping sex.

“Princess- fuck- I need to put it in now” He groans sliding his dick between your slick folds. Both of your juices mixing together.

“B-but…daddy it’s too big” You tremble and dig your nails into his muscular shoulders.

He moaned rutting himself against your wet folds. You groaned as he rocked his tip against your clit.

“Fuck daddy…just put it in” You moan, slick starting to run down the curve of your ass.

Katsuki chuckled and pressed the tip against your dripping hole. With a snap of his hips. His dick was buried in your tight hole. Your gummy walls squeezing his dick. He sucks in a breath and tosses his head back. His dick settled at your cervix, his dick shaping the inside of your cunt. After a while he began to bottom out, his hips rutting into you like a dog in heat.

You were both covered in sweat, moaning like pornstars into each other’s mouths. His hand slid down to your clit, rubbing messy circles. You felt the coil in your stomach snap, tossing your head back. Your gummy walls milking his dick. You let out a string of moans and look into Katsuki lust blown crimson eyes. 

“F-fuck tryna milk my dick huh? Want my cum inside you slut?” Katsuki snickers and picks up his pace. 

You nod, to overstimulated to speak a word, all you could do was moan and grip his shoulders, leaving dents of your nails. Katsuki’s eyelids flutter and with a sharp snap of his hips, he came. His tip kissing your cervix, his cum filling you too the brim.

“Holy...holy fuck” Katsuki pants and slides out of you, cum dribbling down your leg. 

He gets toilet paper and cleans the both of you up. He peppers kisses all over your face. 

“How are you feeling princess?” Katsuki cups your cheeks, and he looks into your beautiful e/c eyes.

“Great..” You pant, a light chuckle at the end of the word. You lean into his hands. 

You’re about to have a sweet kiss when a knock on the door startles you both. 

“Guyssss I know you were fucking...I just really need to pee” 

#bnha #bnha smut #mha #mha smut #denki #denki kaminari #kirishima eijiro #mha kirishima #mha bakugo katsuki #katsuki bakugo #mha oneshot #katsuki smut #bakugou x reader #bnha bakugou #katsuki x y/n #katsuki imagine #mha imagines

[kierewrites]

Haunted Mansion

navi - masterlist

Bakugou x Reader x Kirishima

Art: anonymous? if you know artist pls message!

Mood Song: thriller

Summary: After years of torment from your sinister boyfriend, Kirishima finally teamed up with you to take down the grumpy blond and give him a taste of his own medicine for Halloween. But when October 31st rolled around, the night went far from expected.

Warnings: cursing, mentions of blood, thriller/horror, kiribaku being mean af </3 (i like it tho ¬‿¬)

There was never an outing with the infamous Bakugou Katsuki that didn’t include scowls and curses, and tonight was no different. The closer your trio walked to the decrepit looking house, the more annoyed Bakugou grew.

It was clear after you and Kirishima pretty much begged him to come out to the town’s apparent “haunted house” on the night of Halloween, you two were up to no good.

Though there were no previous historical events attached to the house, there was still a rumor that the previous family who lived there decades ago was murdered by their youngest child who went on a wild rampage. To this day people claim the little boy walks the halls, searching for anyone who dares to trespass.

To Bakugou, it all sounded like fucking bullshit.

“This is fucking bullshit.” Bakugou huffed as he shuffled besides you and Kirishima who had stupid grins on your faces. While you were practically jumping up and down, Kirishima kept squeezing your hand and shared knowing looks with you which definitely didn’t escape Bakugou’s eye.

“Quit being a buzzkill, it’ll be fun.” Kirishima said with a grin, his hand clapping against Bakugou’s shoulder which made him growl in annoyance.

Meanwhile you kept bouncing until you landed in front of both of them, excitement gleaming in your eyes, “Yeah Katsuki, it’s perfect for Halloween!”

Both boys stared at your jittery form, eyes softening from the sight of your excitement alone. The past few months had been… weird for the three of you. Though Bakugou clearly made his own group of friends, the three of you grew pretty much inseparable compared to the others.

Just a few months ago both boys ended up confessing to each other that they liked you, which should’ve made things awkward until you confessed you liked them both too. From then, you all never quite established what you were, but none of you really felt like you needed to.

Kirishima was quick to scope out the rare soft smile on Bakugou’s face, wiggling his brows to the boy which caused Bakugou’s short lived gentle moment to fade as he shoved the boy aside with a snarl.

The two kept moving forwards, you still standing in front of them both as you began to walk backwards, index finger pointing accusingly into Bakugou’s chest as you gave him a cheshire grin.

“Don’t tell me you’re scared.”

The ash blond was ready to sling every offensive word in his vocabulary down to you as his cheeks began to flush until your back collided with a mailbox, the sudden object making you shriek and quickly jump around with your arms up defensively, only to see what your attacker was.

The feeling of warm palms curling around your shoulders made your lips plump into a pout as you already knew what cocky voice was coming.

“I think I should be more scared for you princess.” Bakugou hummed in your ear, shit eating grin surely on his face before you smacked his hand away and glared at him.

“Just you wait asshole,” You hissed, eyes narrowing up to him in a challenging glare before you grinned to Kirishima, “I’m sure you won’t have all this confidence when we get inside.”

Bakugou looked down to you unimpressed, though the smug grin evident on his face when you spun on your heel and stormed up the driveway, missing the glance the two boys shared behind you.

This was all going to be perfect. Both you and Kirishima had planned it out. Bakugou had been tormenting you since the day you met. Even being a capable hero in training, you were so easy to get spooked. Something as simple as him popping around a corner had you nearly swept off your feet, so the ash blond took advantage of it and made it his life goal to petrify you at every turn.

You mentioned to Kirishima how nervous you were about it being the month of October, surely expecting Bakugou to go all out this month to really spook you. Luckily your noble red head decided it was time for you to stand up to Bakugou and give him a taste of his own medicine.

The plan was to take him to this “haunted house” on Alms Street, walk around a bit then have Kirishima separate from the group and pretend to disappear with blood everywhere. Then when Bakugou would surely be on edge, Kirishima would pop out and scare him.

It was a seal proof plan, one that you got more and more excited about at the last day of October neared. But now as you stood before the ominously large house, you felt your nerves start to hit a bit.

Your thoughts seemed to be read as a warm hand grabbed your own and squeezed it, your head whipping back to kind red ones as Kirishima smiled down to you, “Sure you’re okay with this?”

Blinking you glanced to see Bakugou was busy inspecting around the house, already seeming to be curious as to what you two did to the place. Seeing he was distracted, you looked at Kirishima with worried eyes.

“I’m okay! Just.. you sure this house isn’t really haunted?”

Kirishima simply smiled, pulling you into a quick hug as he ran his fingers through your hair, “Don’t worry angel, it’s not really haunted. I’ve been with my siblings plenty of times.”

Letting out a sigh you smiled up at him, giving Kirishima those big warm eyes that made his heart melt every time. It was then he began to feel a pang of guilt in his chest, but Bakugou’s rough voice cut through any hesitation.

“You two done being gross? I want to get this shit over with.” Bakugou hissed, causing your head to whip around as you glared at him once more, lecturing him about being nice or something like that.

Bakugou simply grinned down to your outburst, adoring the way your face scrunched in annoyance before he gently shoved you towards the front door.

“Ladies first.”

All you could do at this point was flick him off, which surprisingly earned a loud bark of laughter from both of the boys before you stormed into the house, not knowing what you were getting yourself into.

Even knowing this was all a staged prank, you still hated the atmosphere of the haunted building. Just like any movie, the stereotypical howls of wind through the cracked windows and the eerie creaking of the old wood floors had you on high alert the whole time.

Surely Bakugou had to be slightly on edge with the spooky environment, but each time you looked at him he wore the same unimpressed face he had outside. Once he caught you staring he rolled his eyes and sighed.

“Oh right, I’m supposed to be scared.”

Your bottom lip quivered into a pout, shoulders slouching a bit at the bland reaction until you felt an elbow gently jab at your side, your attention moving to the soft redhead.

“We just got here bro, don’t get too cocky.” Kirishima sneered with a grin, his confidence making your heart race with excitement again as you smiled back to him.

Bakugou simply rolled his eyes, ignoring your silent giggles and whispers as you all walked deeper into the home. Even though you were in on the plan, the house itself still had you on edge. Just like any stereotypical house, the quality was low and eerie. Just littered on every object, wood falling almost completely apart, carpet and furniture torn up. Surely some of this damage was from rotten kids who probably visited this house previously, but you couldn’t help but think back to the story of this home and what really happened.

“How about you guys check the living room,” Kirishima spoke casually, though his eyes shot to you with a mischievous glint in them, “I’ll check the kitchen for any suspicious activity.”

Bakugou missed the wink the two of you shared as he spun around to see his two grinning idiots, “Why the hell would we split up? Shouldn’t we just stay together?”

The ash blond’s rational was articulate as always, but you wouldn’t let it ruin your plan.

“C’mon Katsuki.” You purred, placing your hand on his chest before letting your index and middle finger strut up till they reached his chin, forcing him to stare down to your cheshire grin, “You too scared to let Eijiro leave the room?”

Both boys shared a glance at your confident change in attitude, Bakugou’s eye beginning to twitch the more you teased him.

“Don’t give a fuck what shitty hair does, fuck off to the kitchen then.” Bakugou snarled, swatting your hand away which made you giggle before he stormed off to the living room.

Spinning to Kirishima you quietly skipped to him and flashed him a warm smile, “This is it Ei, we’re finally going to scare him!”

Kirishima held your hands gently as you jumped before him, his heart pounding with a certain rotten feeling as he watched your eyes light up.

“Don’t spoil it now angel.” Kirishima whispered, lightly flicking your head before leading you on to follow Bakugou.

This was the boring part, but possibly the most important. You weren’t sure how long it would take for Kirishima to set up the kitchen. Fake blood couldn’t have been easy to handle, especially because Kirishima had to be silent the entire time for this to work.

Though you wanted to quickly drag the ash blond to the kitchen and have Kirishima scare the soul out of him, you knew all good things came with patience. Bakugou on the other hand, didn’t quite see eye to eye.

“This is fuckin stupid, we should just get out of here and do something actually fun.” Bakugou huffed, tipping over one of the pillows on the couch before turning to you.

To be honest, a night outing with the two did seem like a lot of fun, but you could save that for after you scared this little punk shitless.

“We are not leaving till we explore every room in this house K,” You spoke plainly as you let your finger run along a dust covered bookshelf, “Quit being a baby.”

Bakugou let out a growl as you teased him again, stomping up behind you before gently tugging at your hair to force your head back up to him.

“You need to watch that smart mouth of yours princess.”

The position had your cheeks flush, taking you by surprise as he smirked down to you for finally having the upper hand. It was short lived though as you narrowed your eyes and stuck your tongue out. The sight had him let go of your hair as he let out a string of curses.

Surely the grump wasn’t going to last much longer, so you figured it was now or never.

“Bakugou wait.” You spoke in a hushed tone, freezing a bit as Bakugou glared over to you, “When’s the last time you’ve heard Kirishima?”

Bakugou rolled his eyes, though his head did turn in the direction of the kitchen with curiosity, “The hell if I know, dipshit probably face planted on one of these uneven planks.”

The small snort that escaped your lips had Bakugou grinning, even you couldn’t help but laugh as you imagined the scenario before you glared at the smug blond.

“Have more faith in our Ei you dick.” You whispered, trying to fight the grin off your face before you pointed your attention back to the kitchen.

Though that was a very solid guess, you knew exactly why it was so silent. Kirishima was definitely ready to scare the crap out of your boyfriend.

“We should probably check on him.” You spoke softly as you looked back to Bakugou, only to see him already smugly looking down at you.

“You scared princess?”

His mocking tone had your blood at a boiling point, your teeth gritting together as you glared up to him and flicked him off, causing him to loudly bark out a laugh before he slung his arm around you.

“So dramatic.” Bakugou hummed in your ear, your eye twitching a bit. If it weren’t for the fact that Kirishima was waiting behind one of these doors ready to scare the crap out of the smug blond, you would’ve already begun fighting the boy.

So deciding to ignore his antics, you allowed him to lead you to the kitchen. Your heart raced and fingers buzzed just imagining his reaction. Finally after four years of torture with this boy, you would get sweet sweet revenge.

Bakugou was never one easy to scare. You couldn’t even picture in your head what he would look or sound like when he was. Even on the training camp during your first year, when you were supposed to walk through the maze of terror, he barely shook upon being jumpscared.

Part of you was worried that this wouldn’t startle him either, but the plan you and Kirishima formulated was too good. This was definitely going to work.

“Kirishima? Are you still here?” You called, peaking your head around the wall to pretend you were trying to search, when really you were just trying to hide the grin on your face from the boy beside you.

When you were both met with a silence unknowingly obvious to you both, you glanced to Bakugou and wiped the smug grin off to replace a concerned pout.

“Katsuki I think he might actually be hurt, go check in there.”

“What- Why me?” Bakugou shouted, eyes wide before your lips curled into a small grin causing him to growl as he shoved you away from him, “Don’t you fucking say it.”

A small giggle escaped your lips as he stormed around the wall and into the kitchen, his eyes surveying the area before he looked to you with an annoyed expression.

“He’s not in here.”

Your eyes widened at this, your breathing coming to a halt at his words. Why wasn’t he scared? Did he not see the blood all over the ground? Was Kirishima really not in the kitchen?

Quickly trotting besides Bakugou, your mouth fell agape at the sight before you. Sure enough the dingy tiled floors of the kitchen remained spotless of any blood.

“W..Where’s the blood?” You whispered, eyes wide before Bakugou looked to you with a raised brow at your statement.

“What blood?”

Blinking back to reality you looked to Bakugou, trying to keep a neutral face as you shook off his question before glancing back down to the floor.

If there was no blood here that only meant two things: Kirishima went off plan and is doing his own thing, or Kirishima is actually hurt or lost. Your plan was so crystal clear though, so there’s no way he just chose to not go through with it. Was Kirishima really in trouble?

“Y/n.” Bakugou spoke sternly, his tone causing you to whip your head to him as you tried to avoid his gaze, knowing you weren’t able to hide your worried eyes, “Why are you acting weird.. What’s wrong?”

Your blood ran cold, watching Bakugou’s fierce eyes try to read whatever was running through that little head of yours. If you told Bakugou your plan he would be pissed, and he would be even more pissed knowing Kirishima could actually be lost or hurt. You needed to investigate before jumping on any theories.

“Uh.. Nothing is wrong! Let me just check the pantry and see if he’s in there.” You spoke, forcing a smile on your face as you shakily began walking towards the door.

Bakugou didn’t miss the hesitancy in each step you took, your fear not being easily hidden as you took anxious steps. Surely Kirishima was just sitting there confused on your instruction. Even though you went over it.. Multiple times. Or maybe you didn’t give him enough time, so he had to resort to hiding in the pantry to not ruin it.

That would make sense, then you could get Bakugou upstairs to let Kirishima finish and all would be back on track.

The more your head swarmed with theories, the more your senses became less aware.

Before you could even hear the crack against the glass of the kitchen window, a small figure covered in a black robe smashed through the glass and screamed at you.

Everything was a sensory overload to you now. The sight of the small figure jumping at you and the ear slicing shatter of the glass had the breath nearly knocked out of you. Once you realized what was happening, your high pitched screams echoed through the house. Without a second to spare you stumbled backwards on your own two feet, yelping as one of one of the shards of glass sliced through your ankle before you jumped into Bakugou’s arms, letting him spin you away from the intruder and hold you protectively in his arms.

Gripping at his shirt you continued to scream, waiting for Bakugou to surely let go of you and relentlessly attack whoever dared to come after the two of you, but instead you were met with him continuing to hold you as you felt his chest vibrate.

You peaked an eye open, breath still ragged as you felt the rumbling grow stronger in his chest. Was he…?

The sound of howling laughter from behind one of the guest room doors had your head whipping up, your eyes following the familiar laugh as the door slowly opened all the way to reveal your red headed boyfriend curled over on the floor from laughter.

Immediately you reeled your head up to see Bakugou now nearly hysterical, his hold on you loosening as he had to lean against the counter for support.

Though it took a minute for the shock and raw fear to escape your core, your eyes darkened to see your two boyfriends finding this whole situation hilarious.

“Y..You..” You whispered, mouth falling in horror as you looked to Kirishima, then to Bakugou, then to the dark figure before looking to your feet, “What the…”

“I..I’m sorry Y/n,” Kirishima choked out between laughs, “Bakugou came to me first with the idea… and I j..just couldn’t resist.”

The moment Kirishima’s gaze met with Bakugou’s, they both snorted a bit before bursting into a more obnoxious tone of laughter as they struggled to keep themselves standing.

The sight had your blood run cold, not sure if your heart was racing still from the traumatic fright you just experienced or the betrayal of your two loving boyfriends.

Your eyes narrowed to both of them, seeing as they thought this was the funniest thing in the world. The revenge you would seek would be intense, you knew that much, but for now you needed to process what had just happened.

Once the two boys finally got over themselves, their eyes fell on you, a slight twinge of guilt being shared amongst them.

You simply stood there, head hanging low causing your hair to cover over your dim eyes while you remained motionless.

Both boys still fought their lips from twitching up into grins before sharing a worried look and making their way towards you.

“Don’t blame shitty hair Y/n, it was my idea.” Bakugou grumbled, moving to stand before you as you refused to look up to him. Kirishima gave you sympathetic eyes and began wrapping his arms around your waist.

“I’m sorry angel, I promise we’ll make it up to you.” Kirishima spoke softly until he realized you were trembling in his hold. His eyes widened as he looked to the blond who raised a brow at Kirisima’s startled expression, “Bro she’s literally shaking.”

Bakugou’s eyes widened for once all night, his gaze immediately falling on your quivering form as a small sniffle filled the air. The ash blond’s eyes softened as he placed a finger under your chin and forced you to look up at him. Before being able to respond, his mouth froze at the sight of warm tears streaming down your face as your lip wobbled in between your teeth.

The sight had both boy’s heart stopped, not knowing if it was the saddest or most adorable thing they had ever seen. Kirishima quickly pulled you into his embrace tighter as Bakugou began to chuckle with a mock frown, his fingers brushing the wet hair stuck to your face as he rubbed his thumb along your cheek.

“Y/n baby you’re crying.” Bakugou spoke, pulling your head into his chest as you broke into a pathetic sob while the two boys shared a knowing look.

“B..Because I’m angry!” You hiccuped, your fist weakly punching at Bakugou’s chest which caused him to chuckle. You hated how the sound made your heart beat just a bit faster as he held you close.

“We made our angel cry..” Kirishima cooed almost tauntingly, running his fingers along your hair before rubbing your back, “We’re so mean Katsuki.”

Their insincere tone had your blood boil, though you knew you couldn’t be terribly angry with them. Instead you tried your best to be stern with them, shoving the two away as you glared at them.

“I trusted you asshole.” You spoke in between sniffles, pointing an accusatory finger towards the surprised redhead, your glare then shifting to the still smug blond, “And you…”

Bakugou crossed his arms and watched as your brain struggled to formulate a sentence. Most likely still overwhelmed from the scare, or the fact that your plan went terribly wrong. Instead of finishing your sentence, your face just grew red and you huffed while whipping your head the opposite direction.

“Quit your fuckin pouting princess,” Bakugou said, but his tone was much softer now as his arms now wrapped around you from behind, “You should’ve known better not to try and scare me.”

Rolling your eyes, you tried to jerk away until Kirishima stepped before you and took your hands in his own, rubbing comforting circles around them before smiling, “We’ll get him next time angel, promise.”

The sound of Bakugou’s offended growl behind you had the corner of your lip twitch upwards, though you were trying your best to hide the smile. Unlucky for you, Kirishima caught it as he placed a warm kiss on your forehead.

“And we’ll do whatever you want now, the night is yours.”

Narrowing your eyes you pointed a finger to his chest, “Even if I want to binge every Halloween movie on Disney Plus?”

“Fucking hell-” Bakugou started behind you, but Kirishima simply shot him a glare before nodding to you.

A small smile cracked on your face now, the sight catching both boy’s attention as grins formed on their own lips.

“There’s our pouty girl’s smile.” Kirishima said, beginning to smother your face with kisses causing you to cringe a bit in Bakugou’s grasp. This only had the ash blond clamp down on your waist tighter as he joined in the barrage of kisses, your smile turning into giggles as you tried to push them away.

“You gotta admit, that was fuckin hilarious.” Bakugou spoke in your ear, moving his way in front of you next to Kirishima as you wiped at the dried tears on your face and rolled your eyes.

“Yeah yeah, it was a pretty good plan.” You spoke, your expression slightly growing annoyed before you glanced behind them at the black figure still standing there, “Though breaking through the glass was a bit overkill.”

Both boys glanced to each other, their eyes finally looking at the scene upon realizing the mess on the floor.

“That definitely wasn’t part of the plan, whoever decided to dress up really went all out.” Kirishima spoke with almost impressed eyes while he waited for one of his friends to reveal themselves from behind the tarp.

“Whichever dipshit decided to do that was an idiot, glass could’ve really hurt her.” Bakugou hissed, his eyes falling to your ankle to see a small drip of blood already spreading along your white sock.

Silently Bakugou motioned for you to hop on the old counter, you did so as he tugged at his sleeve and began to apply pressure to the small wound before he looked to Kirishima, “See which dumbass I’m going to blow up then find the others, should be outside.”

Kirishima nodded, now beginning to realize how weird it was that they didn’t reveal themselves as soon as you had been scared. Gripping at the top of the black cloak, he ripped it off only for his entire body to freeze up at the sight.

Bakugou waited to hear which stupid voice was going to give an excuse as to why they changed the plan, but when he was met with silence he was even more confused. Giving one last final wipe, Bakugou huffed to himself in satisfaction when your wound began to stop bleeding as intensely.

“Well who the hell is it-” Bakugou hissed, his head whipping to Kirishima only to see nothing standing before the redhead.

Quickly moving around him, Bakugou looked everywhere for the sight of one of his shitty friends, only to find no one in sight.

Kirishima was already looking at him with wide eyes, both of them swallowing what saliva was left in their dry mouths before looking at you. Surprisingly, your face wore an unimpressed look as you folded your arms and raised a brow.

“Y/n, get upstairs.”

Admittedly, Bakugou’s stern voice had you a bit on edge. When he spoke like this, he usually meant every word. But after the scare they just put you through, you had a hard time believing much of anything.

“Very funny, haven’t you guys had enough torturing for today?” You huffed, rolling your eyes until you felt a strong arm lift you up off the counter and place you roughly down on the floor.

“Y/n, go now.” Kirishima growled, this officially shocking you since the redhead rarely ever got aggressive with you in these situations. Backing up slowly towards the stairs, you kept your eyes glued to the empty kitchen before looking to the two boys.

“T..This isn’t a part of your prank?”

The sound of a glass plate being flung into one of the cabinets across the kitchen was an answer enough for all three of you, each of you making a mad dash up the stairs as more kitchenware began to rumble and shatter within the kitchen.

Your mind was racing, surprised your heart didn’t just stop from all the jumpscares you’ve experienced in the span of a few minutes. Even in such a stressful moment, you couldn’t help but feel confused. If this was their plan all along, how did this ghost end up knowing about it? And where were all of your friends that were surely in on it?

“Y/n, go in that room ahead!” Bakugou shouted from behind you, both boys close on your tail. Nodding you quickly reached the door, never yanking a door knob faster in your life as you whipped the door open only to feel your blood run cold.

Kirishima kept his eyes on the bottom floor, his quirk already activated in a defensive manner while Bakugou watched you freeze in place.

“The fuck are you doing?! Get in!” Bakugou screamed, growing more frustrated until you slowly fell to your knees, a loud cry escaping your lips.

Once you were down, Bakugou’s gaze finally fell on the sight before him and he felt like his heart was going to stop.

“No…”

Kirishima felt his heart race as more chaotic noises grew closer from downstairs, his head whipping back to the two of you only to be confused as you both stood frozen.

“What’s going on?” Kirishima shouted, not quite being able to see around Bakugou before a loud bang was heard on the side of the stairs, “Shit Bakugou we have to go!”

Bakugou’s head whipped back at the loud bang, his eyes beginning to burn as he let out a growl and grabbed your waist, lifting you up as the two boys ran into the furthest room down the hall.

You remained shriveled up in Bakugou’s arms, your loud cries echoing through the home even throughout the chaotic noises that had Bakugou’s heart break.

Once Kirishima closed the door he looked down to your hysterical form, raising a brow to Bakugou while still keeping a close eye on the locked door, “What’s her problem?”

Bakugou thought about how he should respond, the sight alone would have been enough to bring the redhead to his knees as well, so he wasn’t sure how he would handle hearing it. But before the blond could open his mouth, your quivering voice filled in.

“O..Our friends! They were dead.” You cried, hands gripping onto Bakugou’s shirt as you sobbed into his chest.

Kirishima’s eyes were wide, his gaze immediately turning to Bakugou who had a dark expression on his face, “All three of em were there, covered in blood.”

The redhead felt his knees buckle, his mouth going dry as he processed Bakugou’s words. The brutish blond never lied about these types of things, and based off the glossy look in his eyes there was no lies to be found.

Either an intruder was in this house, or the story of the demon boy was real.

“We.. we need to get the hell out of here…” Kirishima said, though his voice wavered. He didn’t know what to really do, but he understood enough that he couldn’t lose either of you too.

Bakugou nodded sternly, his grip on the back of your shirt tightening as he glanced to the door which had horrifying sounds behind it.

“The last thing we need is that little fucking demon to hurt one of us,” Bakugou growled, eyes glowing with a new passion to bring pain to whoever caused all this, “How do you think we should get out?”

Kirishima pondered it for a moment, watching as you slowly brought your face out of Bakugou’s now soaked shirt. Your eyes were filled with fear and worry, and it made both boy’s hearts break even more.

This was supposed to be a simple prank, none of you ever expected it to turn into this.

Just as the two were about to converse over ideas, a sickly creak was heard from behind the three of you. All you wanted to do was pretend you never heard it and continue thinking of a plan, but with the situation you were in you knew you had to.

As the three of you looked back, all of your mouths dropped in horror to see the familiar cloaked figure standing before you, a sharp knife covered in blood swinging around in it’s hand before it pointed it to you all.

“Leaving so soon?”

The first sound to fill the air was your blood curdling scream, both Bakugou and Kirishima were quick to snap out of their feared shock thanks to their hero training. Without needing to verbally make a plan, Kirishima lifted up the nearby nightstand and launched it towards the window, the force causing it to shatter along the awning below you all.

Without a second to debate, Bakugou grabbed your hand and led you out the window, Kirishima close behind you. With little grace the three of you slid across the awning before Bakugou wrapped his arms around both of your waists and launched you in the air with his explosions.

The three of you skidded across the uneven gravel road, new cuts forming along your skin as you all glanced up at the dreadful haunted house.

“Holy shit.” Kirishima cried, his hands tugging at his hair stressfully as he looked down at the two of you.

“We need to get the fuck out of here and call the police.” Bakugou hissed, grabbing at your hand to help you up, though you didn’t miss the tremble in his hand.

There was no more joking, no more pranks, this was real life.

“B..But our friends…” You sobbed, head whipping back to the house as you felt your legs trying to give out again, “Our friends.”

“They’re fucking gone now Y/n, we need to leave before that thing gets us too!” Bakugou shouted a bit harsher than he intended, but with all three of you on edge you didn’t seem to notice.

Just as you all spun around and began running towards the front of the development, you all stuttered once you heard slow clapping behind you. For a moment, you all made a decision to run faster assuming it was that twisted demon still tormenting you from behind, but when you heard a dreadfully familiar voice you all officially stopped, blood running cold.

“I wouldn’t say we’re totally gone.”

You were the first to spin on your heel, your mouth dropped in complete and utter shock as you saw your three “dead” friends standing before you with grins.

Immediately hot tears began to fill up as you spun to the two boys who were still turned away from you, your fists clenching as you began to beat at their backs.

“Are you fucking kidding me?! That first scare wasn’t enough you assholes?”

Kirishima began to shake, not even feeling your furied punches while Bakugou caught your wrist, giving you a dark glare before focusing it towards his friends, “We didn’t plan this part.”

Your aggravated motions paused, eyes falling back to the two boys before glancing to your friends.

“Yup, it was all us!” Mina said with a grin, her arm slung around Kaminari as she stuck her tongue out, “Gotta admit, this is the best prank we’ve ever done!”

After everything you endured tonight, you had finally had enough.

“I thought you had died.” You cried, fists clenched before you raised a brow, “How did you even do this? Why did you do this?”

“Well Bakugou and Kirishima came to us with this plan to prank you,” Kaminari explained, your dark eyes glaring to both boys besides you before turning your attention back to the grinning boy, “And we thought that was super unfair to you so we decided to double cross your double crossed double cross.”

Your brows furrowed at Kaminari’s rather foolish explanation, arms folded as you let out an annoyed puff of air, “But you still scared me, what was the point?”

“It wouldn’t have worked as well if you knew.” Sero said matter of factly as he watched the three of you just stand there, devoid of all emotion.

Still your mouth was agape, your brain not being able to process the worst thirty minutes of your life you had just experienced. Luckily you didn’t need to think of anything to say, the sounds of sharpening and explosions going off besides you.

Justice was going to be served.

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'just a peek won't hurt.' (1.5k) eijirou kirishima x female reader

warnings: voyeurism, kirishima is a little bit of a perv in this one, peeping tom/spying, unknowing reader, male masturbation, female masturbation, readers sending nudes, reader is in a relationship but not with kirishima.

➼ 'kinktober 2022 masterlist'

Kirishima finally relaxes, his big muscles all slowly decompressing from the long day he had. It was a rough patrol, back-to-back calls of break-ins and villain takedowns. It was always rougher on the Sturdy Hero, he didn't have a quirk that made him quicker, if anything it made him slower when he used it. But still, he didn't let up and always sprinted after villains when they tried to get away.

His body slumps against the cool tile of the locker rooms, the wooden bench whining under the pure mass of the man but he can't find it in himself to care. All he could think about was showering, getting home and finally sleeping. Maybe he'd run into Denki and Sero before he got into his apartment, invite them over for a few beers and watch whatever sport was playing on TV.

That was the plan however until he heard a noise.

It was a noise that any man would recognise, one that made his stomach twist in knots but not in anxiety, but rather in pleasure. It was the undeniable sound of someone moaning.

At first, he thinks there must be someone else in the locker room, watching porn or something like that. He tilts his head to look down the long row of metal lockers until he sees the showers, he can't hear any water running and he's pretty certain most of the sidekicks had gone home much earlier than him.

The only people in the building would be the receptionist, the security guards, himself, Bakugou and — you.

Surely it can't be you, right? He goes quiet, maybe it was just his imagination. Sleep deprivation makes the mind does weird things, right? He nods his head, settling with the fact he was just overworked and stood up, hands on his knees before he stretches upwards. Large arms reach up until his fingertips brush against the ceiling, and then he freezes.

He hears it again, this time a different kind of moan like it was more of a name than just a noise. He follows it this time, eyebrows furrowing in confusion as he edges closer and closer to the end of the locker rows to be met with a wall. But then he sees it, the outline of an old locker that used to be here but was recently removed for renovations in the shower end of the locker rooms.

But it's not the outline he's staring at, it's the holes in the wall that must've been from when it was bolted to the wall. And the sound is much clearer, much louder as he stares at the wall. It's sending him back into his high school days when he'd always scowl and lecture Mineta for daring to steal a glance at the girls in the locker room next door. But something is stopping him from stepping away, getting on with his routine because he knows those moans belong to only one person.

You.

He squeezes his eyes closed at the next moan, he thinks he can hear your hands brushing against your skin. His head gently bumps against the wall, long strands of red hair falling off of his shoulders and caging him in. Just him and this hole, a tiny thing that would let him just have a small glance at what he wondered you did hide under that costume of yours. Just a peek wouldn't hurt anyone, right?

So he opens his eye, large frame ducking down enough to level his eye with the closest opening and he nearly chokes on his spit. It takes everything within him to keep quiet, to not give away the fact he can very much see exactly what you're doing right now. You must know that there's no one else coming into the women's locker rooms or you wouldn't be sitting on one of the benches, costume tucked under your ass with your legs spread wide and your fingers stroking through along your pussy.

He should look away, Eijirou knows that, he knows it's a bad thing—an unmanly thing—to be spying on a woman in the first place, and it's even worse to watch a woman getting off unbeknownst to the person spying on her. But he feels entranced, enthralled entirely at the way your fingers dip down and he almost misses the way you're aiming your phone at yourself.

Then his stomach swoops again, right, you were taking videos for someone else. He's about to pull away, walk over to the showers and deal with the throbbing cock that's pressing uncomfortably against the band of his boxers when he hears something squelching, a slippery sound that has his stomach doing flips. You're playing with yourself, and he has to bite down on his fist to stop the bubbling groan that wanted to break out. He could only imagine in the past what it would sound like when you moaned in pleasure, what it would sound like when you spread your legs for him and—

Kirishima takes in a shaky breath, careful to not exhale too loudly whilst he watches you switch position on the bench so your back was to him. He usually would’ve opted for the preference of seeing your face but he can’t deny the view he has of your ass, so grabbable, biteable, fuckable. He wonders if you would’ve ever agreed to let him fuck your ass, maybe have you bent over in the showers or on your back so he had the perfect view of your pretty tits bouncing with each hard rut of his hips.

He couldn’t take it anymore, the aching pain in his pants was too much. His hand fumbles with his belt, careful to not let it fall entirely to the floor and then slips his hand beneath his trousers, grabbing the throbbing length of his cock through his boxers. He was ridiculously hard, had he always been such a pervert? He doesn’t think he’s ever been this turned on before, but then again he was never presented the chance to see you fuck yourself on your fingers.

His boxers already felt damp near the head of his cock, his thumb rolling over the length of his cock until he reaches the tip. Biting down on his lip, he continues the slow tantalizing motion, all whilst watching the way you've moved from how you were sat on the bench and actually bending down—

Oh, fuck.

He can see everything from this angle, the way your thighs squeeze together, your puffy pussy lips glistening with slick that he wishes he could taste on the tip of his tongue. Every curve of you is perfection, he needs to touch you, needs to feel your flesh beneath his big hands and see just how well you could handle his cock whilst it stretches you beyond your limits. His hand speeds up, stroking himself faster through the material of his boxers and his mind lets him replace the feeling of his boxers with the thought that it was your panties wrapped around his length, how the wetness is actually your own juices.

It seems you've finished sending pictures, putting your phone away into your bag and Kirishima expects you to stop, to go shower and clean yourself off, cut off whatever he had been watching. But instead, you remain there, albeit whilst putting away your hero costume and drinking from the water bottle you had brought in with you. Should he stop? It was somehow weirder now, you weren't doing anything exactly sexual... until your hands trailed up along your stomach, manicured nails slowly cupping your breasts and tweaking both of your nipples.

And the moan you let out is enough to send the man over the edge rather clumsily, his hand squeezing to attempt to stop his orgasm but it's too late. He can feel the sticky wetness on his skin and how it's starting to seep through the dark red material. His chest is heaving, he was usually a man capable of lasting much... much longer, had he really been turned on by you that much? A little bit of spying made him cum faster than ever before? He would've laughed if he wasn't aware of the way he was still leaning over the hole, eyes closed now but he can still hear you moving around on the other side of the wall.

If he wasn't coming down from his orgasm, if he wasn't so preoccupied with taking slow and quiet breaths then maybe Kirishima would've seen the satisfied smirk on your face, eyes flicking away from the hole on the wall and down to your phone. A quick text to the number of your boyfriend, "It worked."

➼ 'kinktober 2022 masterlist' this will be linked to the DP fic in week 3 :)

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[crushmeeren]

Eijirou is the best daddy to your little boy. As such, he deserves a little bit of break every now and then. After all, he’d taken the past few days off from grueling hero work to deal with an entirely different type of beast. A three year old who still acts as if he’s in his terrible two’s era.

If you’re being honest , you’d been a bit overwhelmed lately with the little boy—who’d just manifested his own quirk, much to your chagrin. Similar to his daddy’s, with a twisted version of yours thrown in.

Not to mention inheriting Eijirou’s shark teeth. So here you have a three year old boy with a mouth full of razors, who can manipulate shadows. Force them to harden and take shape as 3D figures & partially harden his skin. A recipe for a migraine.

It’s getting close to evening when Eijirou slips off his headset, ruffling his fingers through his loose, soft hair to try and tame it—useless, he knows. He had only taken 30 minutes to play a short game with Bakugou in the peaceful sanctity of your bedroom before telling the blonde he had to go.

Logging off quickly when his best friend started to curse about Eijirou kicking his ass. The red headed man is laughing to himself when he hears a loud crash from the kitchen, making him jump. Followed by a sharp gasp escaping you. So much for peace & quiet.

“Mikoto! No sir, absolutely not, you do not treat things with disrespect just because you don’t get what you want,” you scold, voice laced with irritation. Eijirou is already rounding the corner to the kitchen by the time you finish speaking.

“No mama! I want juice!” Mikoto yells, edging on hysterical. Eijirou takes in the scene. A doll with its head ripped off is scattered on the ground. As well as a small, somewhat humanoid shaped shadow holding Mikoto’s sippy cup. Eijirou’s eyebrows raise to his hairline as he watches the shadow hurl the cup to the floor. Top exploding, water splashing everywhere.

“Mikoto,” Eijirou rumbles, stopping your son dead in his tracks. A look of relief crosses over your face as you make brief eye contact with Eijirou as your little boy spins around.

“Daddy, Mama’s being mean, she won’t give me juice,” Mikoto whines, tears welling up in his sharp red eyes, curling his little hands into fists. His nose is scrunched in anger—it would be cute if he wasn’t being a holy terror. Eijirou sighs through his nose softly, bending down to match your son’s eye level.

“Miko, Mama isn’t doing it to be mean, she’s doing what’s best for you—and that includes drinking water. You know you’re not supposed to treat your Mama or your things badly right?” Eijirou asks, voice gentle but firm.

He settles a large hand on Mikoto’s shoulder, squeezing in a comforting gesture. Mikoto lets his shadow figures melt away, looking guilty.

“Right,” Mikoto sulks, hesitantly looking at Eijirou through the black hair obscuring part of his face. He sniffles once and rubs his small fists against his eyes, seemingly calming down.

Eijirou hums reassuringly but then Mikoto chooses violence, stomping his foot and raising his chin up. Your eyes widen as you watch the scene unfold from behind.

“Miko-,” You’re cut off by a high pitched wail.

“I want juice Daddy!” Mikoto sobs loudly, tears spilling over his lashes, down his cheeks and wetting his shirt. Eijirou immediately scoops up your son in his arms, standing to his full height.

He catches the exhausted look on your face as he rubs Mikoto’s back soothingly. Who is currently crying so hard into his shoulder you think he might throw up. His little, slightly harden fingers fisting Eijirou’s shirt.

“You can leave the mess, I’ll take care of it and the crab apple here,” He teases. “You should nap my love, I think Mikoto needs one too” Eijirou winces, voice raising in volume so you can hear him over the crying.

“You sure Ei?” You prod gently, chest blossoming with overwhelming love & gratitude for the man before you. Eijirou just nods his head in the direction of the bedroom and you send a withering look his way before giving in.

You mouth I love you at him and he grins radiantly, returning the gesture sweetly—even with a toddler scream crying & blowing out his ear drum.

You waste no time darting past the two of them, letting your fingers trail shortly over both of them as you pass by. The wailing fades to the background as you shut your bedroom door. You can vaguely hear Eijirou whisper sweet, calming words to your son. You stumble to your bed, face planting and burrowing under the covers, passing out almost instantly.

What must be at least a couple hours later, you wake up to a dark room, stretched out on your belly and realizing it must be nighttime by now. You perk up an ear, breathing a sigh of relief at the lack of crying piercing the air. You get up, cracking open the bedroom door as quiet as humanly possibly before padding out to the living room.

Your heart aches pleasantly at the sweet sight you stumble upon. The soft glow from the kitchen night light is bathing the living room, the only other source of light coming from the TV. Eijirou is lying on his back along the couch. One arm folded under his head, the other palm resting protectively over Mikoto’s back.

Both boys are fast asleep, your toddler lounging without a care in the world on Eijirou’s chest, cheek squished cutely. You take it upon yourself to poke around the kitchen, finding no signs of mutilated dolls or small bodies of water.

What you do find, is a hand made card resting on the counter top. A giant, poorly drawn heart on the front. It reads “sorry mama”, on the inside. Your cheeks warm and your eyes sting—drowning in gut wrenching love for your two boys.

Stepping over to the couch you cover them with a soft, fuzzy blanket—bending over to kiss them both quickly on the head. Neither of them stir, dead to the world. Fondly you think to yourself, Eijirou really is the best daddy.

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[loser-writings]

MY HERO ACADEMIA | Masterlist

Last Updated: August 8th, 2020

| Key: ✿ → SFW | ✦ → NSFW | β → Omegaverse | ⚠︎ → Dark content |

Because of the amount of content created, this had to be split into 2 Masterlists. I hope you understand!

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Dabi

✿ [HC] Dabi Dating a single Dad ✿ || Male Reader ||

✿ [HC] Quirk based on the 7 Deadly sins (Lust) ✿ || GN reader ||

⚠︎✿ [HC] Dabi having a crush on a Hero ✿⚠︎ || GN Reader ||

✿ [HC] Parenting Headcanons ✿ || GN reader ||

✿ [HC] Fandoms they were in ✿

β✿ [HC] They’re an omega ✿β || GN Reader ||

β✦ [HC] Omega Dabi Heat Headcanons ✦β || GN Reader

β✿ [HC] Going all out for a Pregnancy Announcement ✿β || GN Alpha Reader ||

⚠︎ "Tristful" || Angst ⚠︎ || GN Reader ||

Denki Kaminari

✿ [HC] Dating them in secret ✿ || GN Reader ||

✦✿ [HC] Accidentally grabbing your chest ✿ ✦ || GN Reader ||

✿ [HC] Parenting Headcanons ✿ || GN Reader ||

✿ [HC] Fandoms they were in ✿

β✦ Omega Denki Headcanons ✦ β || GN Reader ||

β✦ “I may not go down in history, but I’ll go down on you” ✦ β || GN Alpha Reader ||

β✿ [HC] Going all out for a Pregnancy Announcement ✿β || GN Alpha Reader ||

✿ "One Month In" ✿ || GN Reader ||  Denki has a crush on you and has been there for you through your relationship, but he can’t help but make a move after you break up.

Eijiro Kirishima

✿ [HC] Dating them in secret ✿ || GN Reader ||

✿ [HC] Having an Australian S/O ✿ || GN Reader ||

✿ [HC] Quirk based on the 7 Deadly sins (Sloth) ✿ || GN Reader ||

✿ [HC] Parenting Headcanons ✿ || GN Reader ||

✿ [HC] Fandoms they were in ✿

β✿ [HC] They're an Omega ✿β || Alpha GN Reader ||

β✿ Reader and Bakugo courting Alpha Kirishima ✿β | Poly Scenario | GN Alpha Reader ||

Enji Todoroki

✿ [HC] Dating them in secret ✿ || GN Reader ||

✿ [HC] Quirk based on the 7 Deadly sins (Wrath)  ✿ || GN Reader ||

✿ [HC] Introducing his Male S/O to his family  ✿ || Male Reader ||

β [HC] Omega Endeavor Headcanons β

β Distressed Omega!Reader x Alpha!Endeavor β || GN Reader ||

β Alpha Endeavor with a Beta Male Reader β || Male Reader ||

✿ SFW Alphabet ✿

✿ Just For Show ✿ || GN ||[Part 1] To boost Endeavors popularity, His agency suggests he try a fake relationship to show how he has changed to be a better man. One rule though, “Don’t catch feelings.” What happens when you both seem to break the rule?

Fumikage Tokoyami

✿ [HC] Fandoms they were in ✿

β✿ [HC] They’re an omega ✿β || GN Reader ||

Himiko Toga

β✿ [HC] Alpha Toga x Omega Female Reader ✿β || Female Omega Reader ||

Hitoshi Shinsou

✿ [HC] Fandoms they were in ✿

β✿ [HC] They’re an omega ✿β || GN Reader ||

β✿ [HC] More Omega Shinsou Headcanons ✿β

⚠︎ Zombie AU || Hitoshi Shinsou ⚠︎

Hizashi Yamada (Present Mic)

✿ [HC] Dating them in secret ✿ || GN Reader ||

✿ [HC] Having an Australian S/O ✿ || GN Reader ||

✿ [HC] Parenting Headcanons ✿ || GN Reader ||

✿ [HC] Fandoms they were in ✿

β✿ [HC] Omega Mic Headcanons ✿β

β✿ [HC] Going all out for a Pregnancy Announcement ✿β || GN Alpha Reader ||

Izuku Midoriya (Deku)

✿ [HC] Dating them in secret ✿ || GN Reader ||

✿ [HC] Quirk based on the 7 Deadly sins (Gluttony) ✿ || GN Reader ||

✿ [HC] Izuku helping a Sick S/o || GN Reader ||

✿ [HC] Izuku Dating an Alt. Styled S/O ✿ || GN Reader|

✿ [HC] Fandoms they were in ✿

β✦ Alpha Bakudeku helping Omega reader in heat ✦β || GN Omega Reader || Poly Fic ||

β✿ “The butterflies in my stomach have turned into little feet” ✿β || GN Alpha Reader ||

Jin Bubaigawara (Twice)

✿ [HC] Parenting Headcanons ✿ || GN Reader ||

β✿ [HC] Going all out for a Pregnancy Announcement ✿β || GN Alpha Reader ||

✦ NSFW Alphabet ✦

✿ Adore you ✿ || GN Reader || You decide to ask Twice to dance with you to ease his mind

Katsuki Bakugo

✿ [HC] Dating them in secret ✿ || GN Reader ||

✿ [HC] Having an Australian S/O ✿ || GN Reader ||

✿ [HC] Fandoms they were in ✿

✿ [HC] Reacting to their S/O having a breakdown ✿ || GN Reader ||

β✿ [HC] They're an Omega ✿β || Alpha GN Reader ||

β✿ Reader and Bakugo courting Alpha Kirishima ✿β | Poly Scenario | GN Alpha Reader ||

β✦ Alpha Bakudeku helping Omega reader in heat ✦β || GN Omega Reader || Poly Fic ||

✿ SFW Alphabet  ✿

✿ Fluff ABC’s ✿

Kai Chisaki (Overhaul)

✿ [HC] Relationship Headcanons ✿ || GN Reader ||

β [HC] Omega Overhaul Headcanons || GN Reader || β

Keigo Takami (Hawks)

✿ [HC] Pampering Stressed Hawks ✿ || GN Reader ||

✿ [HC] Reacting to their S/O having a breakdown ✿ || GN Reader ||

β✿ Omega! Hawks during spring ✿β || GN Alpha Reader ||

β✿ Nesting with Hawks ✿β || GN Alpha Reader ||

β✿ [HC] Going all out for a Pregnancy Announcement ✿β || GN Alpha Reader ||

β✿ [HC] Pregnant Omega Hawks ✿β || GN Alpha Reader ||

β✿ [HC] Hawks Pregnant again after having twins ✿β || GN Alpha Reader ||

β✦ “I may not go down in history, but I’ll go down on you” ✦β || GN Alpha Reader ||

β✦ Omega! Hawks in Heat ✦β || GN Alpha Reader ||

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[thepaperpanda]

Rock-Solid Wishes  || Eijiro Kirishima x f!Reader

Summary: you and the rest of Class 1-A prepare a surprise party for Kirishima

Author: Bear & Cass

A/N: since our beloved Red Riot has a birthday today, we decided to write a little fluffy fic to celebrate the occasion 💗💗

Kirishima Eijiro woke up to the sound of his alarm clock blaring a cacophony of noise in his ear. It was another day, just like any other day, or so he thought. As he stretched and rubbed the sleep from his eyes, he couldn't help but feel a sense of longing.

Today was his birthday, a fact he hadn't mentioned to anyone in his class. After all, they were all heroes-in-training with plenty of their own concerns. And birthdays, well, they were just another day, right?

But as he sat up in bed, that nagging feeling persisted. He looked around his room, noticing the familiar posters of his favorite heroes on the walls, and it hit him: he felt alone. It wasn't the kind of loneliness that came from a lack of company; it was the absence of a connection, a feeling of being adrift.

Slipping on his uniform, Kirishima made his way to the common area, still pondering what to do with his day. He'd never been one to seek attention or make a fuss about his own birthday. 

"Good morning, Kirishima-kun!” You waved at him from the couch, while enjoying some fancy morning tea that Momo decided to make.

Kaminari approached Kirishima right after your little greeting. "Heey there, man! You are up a little later than usual. You good?"

Kirishima grinned at your greeting, "Morning, Y/N-chan!"

Turning to Kaminari, he chuckled, "Yeah, I guess I slept in a bit. Just needed some extra rest, you know?"

Mina, who was practically bouncing with energy, couldn't help herself, "Hey! How was your night? Did you dream of anything exciting?"

Midoriya chimed in, "Yeah, Kirishima, did you have any cool dreams?" 

Kirishima blinked and chuckled, the warmth of his friends' greetings filling the room. "Well, I might have had a dream about climbing a giant, unbreakable mountain, but other than that, it was just a regular night. Thanks for asking, guys!"

Bakugo scoffed, rolling his eyes as he leaned against the counter. "Only he could dream about something that stupid."

"Giant, unbreakable wall. Sounds just like you, Kirishima. Here, something for a good morning," Momo said, handing him a cup of warm tea.

"Hey, what's with that uniform, man?," Denki asked, wrapping his arm around Kirishima's shoulders and tugging on his tie slightly. "Don't you know we have a day off today? No need to be all fancy today."

Kirishima chuckled at Bakugo's comment. "Well, it's a dream, right? No rules in dreamland."

Taking the cup of tea from Momo, he nodded gratefully, "Thanks, Yaoyorozu!"

He grinned when Denki pointed out his uniform, "Oh yeah? Why? Nevermind. My bad then! Guess I got caught up in the routine. Thanks, dude." Kirishima loosened his tie and unbuttoned the top button, feeling more at ease.

Midoriya smiled, "It's nice to have a day off for a change, right, Kirishima? We can just relax and do whatever we want!"

Tokoyami, who had been quietly sipping his tea, added, "Indeed. It's a chance to recharge and be ourselves outside of our hero duties."

"Yes, we can take a break from tests and Aizawa-sensei being scary," you sighed before taking a sip of the delicious tea.

"From what Iida said, Aizawa-sensei was needed somewhere. Some kind of emergency, and since 1-A is the best class there is, Nezu decided to let us have a day off," Sero explained.

"OH! I know! We can go out somewhere! Just have some fun while we have the day off!" Uraraka said excitedly. "Deku, let's go, and we can take Kirishima with us!"

Kirishima grinned at the prospect of a day off from tests and Aizawa's stern supervision. "Yeah, a break from the hero grind sounds awesome."

He chuckled when Sero shared the reason for their day off, "Leave it to Nezu-senpai to come up with a plan like that."

When Uraraka suggested going out for some fun, Kirishima's eyes lit up, "That's a great idea, Uraraka! I'm in! Let's make the most of our day off!"

Mina leaned in, whispering to Uraraka, "Don't forget, we gotta make sure Kirishima has an extra great day today. I'm super curious about his reaction."

"Don't worry. Just let us know when we can bring him back," Uraraka whispered and then turned to Kirishima. "Eijiro, I bet you know about some interesting places we can visit today."

Kirishima nodded, thinking for a moment. "Well, there's this cool park nearby. It's got a really nice walking trail and some fun activities. We could go check that out, or if there's anywhere else you guys want to go, I'm up for it!" 

He was eager to spend the day with his friends, especially if it involved having a good time and relaxing.

"Sounds fun! Let's go there, and then we'll see what we can do next. But you should change first, Kirishima," she suggested.

Denki patted his back. "She's right! It would be a shame to get your school uniform all dirty."

Kirishima grinned, appreciating the concern of his friends. "You're right. I'll change into something more suitable for a day of fun at the park. Thanks, guys!"

Kirishima quickly changed into a red T-shirt, black jeans, and a pair of comfortable sneakers. He returned with his usual enthusiastic grin and ready for a day of fun. "All set and ready to go!"

"We are ready too!" Ochaco waved at him while standing near the door with Izuku. "Oh, I am so excited! Let's go, let's go!"

"Have fun, Kirishima-kun! You two as well!" you said loudly.

Kirishima joined Uraraka and Midoriya by the door, and as they headed out, he couldn't help but feel the excitement in the air. "Yeah, let's go have a blast!"

At the park, they had a great time playing on the swings, going for a walk along the picturesque trail, and trying out the various park activities. The day was filled with laughter and fun, a well-deserved break from their hero training.

"Aaaaaaaaaand, they are out," you put your cup away and immediately got up from the sofa. "Mina? Sero? Denki? Do you have everything?" you asked.

The boys nodded eagerly. "Heck yeah, we do! I've never spent so much money on birthday decorations, but for my man Kirishima, it's worth it. I'll go grab them from my room," Denki summed up and ran to his room with Sero right behind him.

"Y/N?" Momo looked at you. "What about the cake? Sato can't join us, and he is the best when it comes to baking."

You only gave her a mischievous smile. "Oh, don't worry, I have plan B!"

Just moments later, you were standing next to Bakugo. "Ooooh, Kachan..."

Bakugo twitched and immediately growled. "Don't call me that! The hell do you want?"

"Well, we need a cake for Kiri, and you are one of the few people who actually know their way around the kitchen, so," you said as sweetly as you could.

"Nope," he shook his head.

Tokoyami looked at them from the couch, "Bakugo, are you saying you can't handle a simple cake? I'll even bet on it."

Mina continued decorating, creating a lively and colorful birthday atmosphere.

You gave him a smug smile, knowing full well this would work.

"I mean, even Izuku can bake a cake, but I guess it's too much for our Great Explosion Murder God, Dynamight."

"Shut up, bird face! And you two weirdo!" Bakugo snapped. "Fine! You want a cake for weird hair, then fine! I need basic stuff and lots of chocolate, and find me Icy-Hot. I'll need his quirk."

"You got it!" Nodding eagerly, you gave a thumbs-up to Tokoyami.

Tokoyami couldn't help but smile as he witnessed Bakugo grudgingly accept the challenge. He knew that Bakugo's pride would push him to prove he could bake a cake.

As he got up to go find Shoto, he was surprised to see Shoto entering the common room with a paper bag in hand. "Well, it seems like everyone's pitching in for Kirishima's birthday. Good timing, Todoroki."

Shoto nodded, his usual calm demeanor. "I heard you need a hand with preparations. I went to the store for paper hats. I thought it would add to the celebration."

"Bakugo needs you," Tokoyami gave Shoto a glance.

Shoto raised an eyebrow, his usual stoic expression revealing a hint of surprise. He hadn't expected Bakugo to ask for his help, but he simply nodded and walked casually toward the kitchen. He was willing to assist since it was for Kirishima's special day.

"I don't need him, but I need his damn quirk," Bakugo rolled his eyes, annoyed. "I'll need it for preparing chocolate."

You quickly ran to your room and brought back all the stuff Bakugo requested for the cake. "Oh, Shoto! Wonderful idea. Paper hats will be perfect. Thank you so much. I just hope Tsu and Iida will be back soon with snacks, and I also got this shooting confetti for everyone."

Shoto approached Bakugo with a somewhat puzzled expression, his head tilted slightly to one side. He wasn't entirely sure how to assist Bakugo in this baking endeavor, but he was eager to help. He quietly awaited instructions, resembling a curious puppy unsure of what to do next. "So?"

Bakugo scoffed and snatched the bag from your hands. "Just follow my lead, Icy-Hot."

You jumped in your place, clapping your hands. Everything was slowly settling in its place like a puzzle! Everyone was eager to make this day special for Kiri.

While the cake was slowly prepared and decorations found their rightful places, you went to Jiro, who promised to prepare a CD for the birthday party.

Shoto continued to work with Bakugo, carefully heating the bowl of chocolate, ensuring it reached the right consistency. He occasionally scooped a bit to taste, emitting a contented hum as he did. 

Jiro had finished preparing the CD and had set up the audio equipment in the common room. Everything was coming together nicely for Kirishima's birthday celebration. "I hope he'll like the music," said the girl.

"I bet he will! I picked his favorite bands!" You assured, clapping your hands.

The only sound you could hear in the common room was everyone's chatter as they prepared the surprises. There was also the sound of Bakugo yelling in the kitchen, but it's not like it could surprise anyone.

Everything was coming together as you had planned, and you were so grateful for your friends.

Mina, with the assistance of Tokoyami and Denki, had finished setting up the decorations. 

Iida arrived with snacks, further contributing to the festive atmosphere.

Meantime, Kirishima eventually realized he hadn't eaten yet and his stomach rumbled. He turned to his friends. "Hey, how about we return to the dorm? I'm hungry..." The boy asked.

Midoriya nodded, sitting on a swing. "Sure!"

Ochaco checked her phone, seeing information from you and Mina that the party is ready. She poked Izuku and nodded her head, letting him know they could go back.

Back at the dorm, you made sure everything was as it should be. The only thing that made you worried was the cake since it looked like a rock and it was hard.

"Don't worry, dumbass! It's a good cake, it just has a thick layer of chocolate, so it looks like a rock. There's regular sponge cake with cream under it," Bakugo said.

"Wooooow! Look at that! Bakubro is really good in the kitchen! Not only with cooking!" Denki gasped, looking over your shoulder. All you could do is agree with him.

"Everyone! Lights out! Hide and get your confetti cannons, they are almost here!" Iida yelled.

You looked at Denki and quickly went to hide.

Bakugo wasn't really interested, so he just crouched down behind the counter.

Sero turned off the light, and everyone went quiet.

Kirishima, Uraraka, and Midoriya returned to the dorm, and Kirishima couldn't help but feel surprised by the quiet and darkness. Something wasn't clearly okay. "Where is everyone?" Kirishima whispered. "What if something happened when we were gone?!"

Midoriya put his hand on Kirishima's shoulder. "I think it's just the issue with electricity."

"Yes... I will go check," claimed Uraraka.

Quietly, they joined the others, receiving their own confetti cannons and party hats.

You counted to three, and then the lights went on. Everyone jumped out of their hiding spots and yelled, "Happy birthday, Eijiro!" while firing their cannons, bringing a colorful shower upon Kirishima.

Mina was one of the first to reach Kirishima, jumping at him and hugging him tightly, her excitement contagious. "All the best, birthday boy!"

Todoroki unleashed a mix of icy and fiery sparks beside shooting from his confetti cannon, creating a spectacular display. 

Tokoyami's Dark Shadow picked Kirishima up, and the entire room erupted in cheers and applause. "Long live the Red Riot!"

Kirishima's eyes lit up with surprise and happiness as he took in the wonderful birthday surprise prepared by his friends. "Oh God, guys!!"

"C'mon! Don't tell us that you thought we forgot," Denki laughed. "How could we forget the birthday of our best buddy!"

You nodded. "Happy Birthday, Eijiro!" you yelled, jumping happily.

"C'mon, put him down. It's cake time," Bakugo said, placing the cake on the table. "You'll need this," he added, handing Kirishima a little wooden hammer.

Kirishima beamed with excitement and gratitude, truly touched by the heartfelt surprise from his friends. "You guys are the best! I had no idea you were planning all this."

He accepted the little wooden hammer from Bakugo, ready to take on the cake. "Thanks, Katsuki! Let's do this!" Kirishima's enthusiasm was infectious, and he raised the wooden hammer, preparing to strike the unique cake.

Everyone watched, excited to see the cake on the inside when the main door suddenly opened, grabbing everyone's attention.

Aizawa walked in, holding Eri by the hand. "Oh, don't mind me. I just brought one more guest who wanted to wish Kirishima a happy birthday. Go on, just like I told you," Shota encouraged. 

Eri nodded and walked up to Kirishima. "Happy Birthday, Eijiro! I hope all your wishes will come true!" the girl said.

All the girls melted seeing Eri being a sweetheart, and some of the boys did too!

Kirishima couldn't hold back his emotions as he hugged Eri tightly. "Thank you so much, Eri-chan! That's really sweet of you. I'm so happy you came!"

Dark Shadow started the CD player and some lively music could be heard, and the party continued with laughter, fun, and a heartwarming sense of togetherness.

After sharing the cake and even more wishes, everyone brought Kirishima a gift. Even Eri got him something small. The biggest surprise was that Bakugo actually had a gift for him. The only person who didn't give him a gift was you.

You caught Kirishima and gave him a tight hug. "Happy Birthday, Kiri! I hope you're enjoying yourself! It's your special day!"

Kirishima held you close, feeling truly grateful for the friends he had. "I'm having an amazing day, Y/N. Thanks to all of you, it's the best birthday ever."

"Oh, don't thank me! I couldn't have pulled it off without our wonderful friends!" You giggled, squeezing him as hard as you could. "I'm so happy you like it, Kiri!"

Kirishima sat in his dorm room, feeling content and exhausted after the wonderful surprise party thrown by his friends. He reflected on the day and couldn't help but smile. It had been a birthday to remember, filled with love and laughter. Now, he was ready to rest and recharge for the days to come.

You knocked on the door, waiting for permission to enter.

Kirishima called out from inside, "Come in!"

"Well, hello there, birthday boy," you said, entering the room and closing the door behind yourself. "How do you feel after the great birthday party?"

Kirishima gave you a warm smile. "I feel amazing, honestly. It was the best birthday ever. Thanks to all our friends and, of course, to you for planning it all. I couldn't have asked for a better day."

You walked to him and hugged him tightly. "I was worried you would be upset with us pretending it's just a regular day. You have no idea how happy I am that you enjoyed it so much."

Kirishima returned the hug, holding you close. "Mad? Nah, I thought it was awesome! You all really got me there. And, honestly, I wouldn't want it any other way. I'm lucky to have friends like ours, and to have you in my life. It was perfect."

"My Kiri," you smiled and kissed his temple. "Oh! Right! Wait." After a moment, you presented him with a box. "I wanted to give it to you when we are alone."

Kirishima looked at the box, his curiosity piqued. He took it from you and carefully opened it, revealing the contents.

It was a cute, handmade keychain of Crimson Riot. "Happy Birthday again, Eijiro," you said quietly.

Kirishima examined the keychain with a bright smile. "This is amazing! Thank you so much. It's perfect, just like you." He leaned in and gave you a gentle kiss, expressing his gratitude and affection, rubbing his nose against yours later.

You giggled, rubbing your noses together. "I bet you're tired. How about some evening cuddles? Just to cap off this fine day?"

Kirishima nodded, agreeing to the idea of ending his special day with some sweet cuddles. The two of you snuggled up together, finding comfort and warmth in each other's presence, and slowly drifted off to sleep. It truly had been a fantastic birthday, and Eijiro couldn't have asked for a better way to end it.

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[agendercrisisx]

*inhale* okay so Kirishima. I see you enjoy him. Have my brain thoughts.

Kiri is a soft dom, obsessed with making you feel good, doesn’t care if he finishes or not, he wants to make his partner feel perfect. Soft loving and sweet and caring words and kisses. Even when he gets rough, it’s somehow loving and full of emotion. He’ll keep you quiet with kisses and he himself is pretty vocal, growling and panting the entire time.

I saw a cute tiktok of him and now I wanna kiss his littol forehead

You're right I have a soft spot for our gentle giant redhead. So I'll embody this the best I can <3 And cause its valentines day tomorrow here is Kirishima being a big softy;)

The perfect valentine

Words 1,3 k

Kirishima had been planning this day for over two months, he is the biggest valentines day supporter. You were out the night before so he had decorated your apartment in pink hearts and flowers, everywhere. And I mean everywhere. You couldn't look around the room without being reminded of valentines day.

The kitchen was prepared with all kinds of food, and everything is homemade. Chocolate strawberries, heart-shaped cookies, heart-shaped pies, heart-shaped doughnuts, and heart-shaped lasagna. He had made everything perfect, for you. He was more than ready for you to step through the door.

He knew you would be home around 11 am, and as he stood at 10.45 ready with chocolates and balloons in hand, he waited for his love to come home.

You step through the door ten minutes later, taken by surprise by his efforts. He had always done something special on valentines day, but never this much. Tears well in your eyes as you look at your boyfriend. He stands tall in an apron and nothing else, with the widest grin on his face. You throw yourself into his arms, making him drop the chocolates and the balloons now stuck in your ceiling.

You laugh as he spins you bending you down movie-style to kiss you breathless. You jump onto him, wrapping your legs around his waist. Showering him in kisses. "This is amazing, I can't believe you did all this!" You say happily nuzzling your nose against his neck. "Everything for you Pebble." He hugs you tightly, and he suddenly lets you go to your dismay. But as he starts talking gibberish about something, you know he has something big planned.

He jumps happily to the kitchen as he finds something and pops it into your mouth. The sweet taste of chocolate and strawberry melts in your mouth and you moan. "This is amazing Rocky." As you spin around yourself in happiness. All this effort just for you, has your heart melting. And every second you fall more in love with your amazing boyfriend.

He stirs in a pot and a great idea fills your mind. You step behind him, making sure his attention is on the pot as you line up. You slap his ass as hard you can and he yelps. He turns around slowly, dangerously slowly and his gaze darkens. "You better run pebble." His voice is dark and you know whatever is coming your way is gonna be amazing.

You run as fast as you can to the other sound of the apartment but you can hear Kiri rights behind you. You know you can't outrun him, and as you get to your shared bed you hide under the covers. His booming laugh makes your heart beat faster, he is going to get you back.

He jumps into the bed crushing you under his weight. He has you trapped. "I surrender." You yell out, but the giant isn't letting you go. "You started this, you can't just back out now, pebble." You pull the covers down so you can see his face, his gaze is dark piercing you. You shiver and ass always he notices everything.

He grabs your hair and pulls your head back, giving him access to your throat. You moan as he sucks himself to you and kisses the soft spot right after. He pulls the covers off you and rips your shirt so he can kiss down your chest. He bites down on all your most sensitive spots, knowing your body as well as his own.

He flips you onto your stomach so he can roughly massage your ass. You moan as he finds a tense spot, grinding down into the mattress. He slaps your ass hard, hitting the right cheek several times before he gives you a quick break. You groan out because of the pleasurable torture. He starts hitting the other cheek making you whimper as a result of the slaps.

"This is what you get for being a brat." He says low, moving his weight above you so he can grind his hips against your ass. He groans and catches as many of your moans as he can, while he kisses you roughly.

He pulls your pants over your ass and down while kissing your lower back. He licks the dimples on your back kissing along the line of your underwear. Before he also pulls those down. He grips your cheeks and massages the roughly pulling them apart to lick your asshole. Eating your ass, as well as biting your cheeks gently.

You're a whimpering mess as he continues tonguing your hole. He sucks on the tip of your cock licking the precum of you. He licks you from balls to ass and continues his assault on your hole. He turns you over again, looking up at you with hungry eyes. He takes you in his mouth and chokes as he presses his nose against your pubes.

He bobs his head up and down, making you moan. He keeps a steady pace letting you into his throat. Your stomach contracts as you can feel your high building. You cum in his mouth with a scream, and he happily slurps down your cum. He smiles a toothy grin at you with a little cum dripping down his chin.

You throw your head back against the pillow, already spent. But the pro-hero is not done with you. He takes you back in his mouth and continues sucking you off.

When you cume for the third time he lets you rest. He crawls up above you and lies down beside you and cuddles into you.

The smell of something burning pulls you both out of slumber. Kirshimas has already jumped from the bed and is taking care of where the smell come from. As you enter the kitchen you see the pot he was stirring in earlier in the sink. Whatever was in it is burnt and for a second you feel bad. He had made everything perfect and you disturbed it.

As he hugs you from behind, you smile up at him and he returns it with a grin. "What was in the pot?" You ask, he shakes his head and smiles softly. "Cherry syrup, I wanted to make it, but yeah. Didn't work." Your heart melts even more for the giant, he had thought of everything. He lets go of you and for a second you just take in the room.

As you turn around your boyfriend is on his knees. Kneeling before you with a black velvet box in hand. Tear well in your eyes and spilled down your cheeks. "Are you..." You don't get to finish your sentence before a hiccup interrupts. The man before holds back a laugh and opens the box. Inside is a beautiful silver ring, with a big ass diamond on it.

"Pebble, I have loved you since the day I laid my eyes on you. I knew that I couldn't live without you. You complete me, and as you stand before me. I have never been happier. I love you. And I love your butt... I should have written this down..."

"No no, it's great." You put in.

"Okay, but seriously I love your butt." You laugh and he does too. "I love yours too." "Gross. But I never wanna be without you, so Y/N, will you marry me?" Tears have completely disturbed your vision and you fall down before him kissing him softly.

"Does that mean...?"

"Yes, Eijirou Kirishima I will marry you."

"YES!" HE yells out into the room making you both laugh and as you seal it with a kiss. None of you have ever been happier.

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[honeeslust]

Eijiro

🖤 Idk where this came from... but here it is.

Eijiros quirk is hardening... so lets experiment with what happens when the hardening causes....Damage?!??

🖤 both parties are consenting adults!

My dick did that??

Poor Eijiro. blurted it so loud the barista handing you your change awkwardly suppresses and grin. You thank them and promptly take your coffees and pull away without getting your change.

He's staring at you with wide eyes after you told him your gyne said to take it easy the next few days because there was some cervical bruising. It was nothing drastic but you were definitely walking funny.

Even though you were pretty pleased as punch that your bf had the ability blow your back out.. yet treat you like the princess as delicate as the one who slept atop that pesky little pea… he’s beside himself. He goes all out, buying a new heating pad and Tylenol. He even tries googling what exercises could help with the mending proces. No matter how many times you tell him that your fine and it could happen to anyone, he still feels so guilty for hurting you.

I shouldnt have lost control like that. I can normally control my quirk just fine… especially… you know when…

Well…I didn't mind in the slightest.

…I'd never hurt you, you know that.

I do. Baby please dont feel bad about this.

He promises you that he won't beat himself up over it. And even after all the research he’s done hes unable to forgive himself. He proceeds to spoil you rotten. Even surprising you with gettind Tenya to cover him a few days to invest in a little TLC. You were curious at first but that was easily pushed aside after you got to spend the day with laid up and playing video games and watching anime.

Too bad that was a big mistake. As you’re in heat and anime guys do something inexplicable to the little nympho inside you.

You pounce right into his lap. Kissing his lips and playing in his hair. You can feel the warmth of his palms though your panties as he grabs himself a handful and pulls you deeper into the kiss.

As much as he worried about managing to control himself this time, he wanted nothing more than to keep you exactly as you were… stradled over his thighs, the hot wet region between your legs grinding atop the bulge underneath his basketball shorts. Your chest pressed up against his. Your heart beat racing so fast he could feel it against his chest.

He wanted to move that little piece of fabric to the side and let you feel every inch of him inside…. He wanted you! Bad! But the way he felt right now…he knew he'd do some damage. So the kiss lingers on, slow, and wet. Your body so soft, making it hard to hold on to any resolve when your softness felt so good opposite his rigidity.

He moves, lying your body across the couch and dragging your shirt over your head. His kisses landing hot and wet across your chest. He makes his way lower, his powerful hands manipulating your legs apart. Slowly, he drags his nose along your folds still sheathed by your panties… his body responsively shuddering under the brush of your fingertips over his scalp. He grumbles, affectionately calling out your name.

He foresakes the cautious voice in his head, warning him to keep calm as he presses his lips to the wet area, making you loose a pretty moan… though he's glad he could at least do this without having to worry about his quirk getting out of control. By the time you've stopped strangling him between your legs, he comes up to kiss your lips. But you're reaching for the waist of his shorts to get at the promising erection that he was so hesitant to use on you.

But youre insistent, all hopped up on pheromones and desire. He lets you drag the flimsy fabric down his thighs, glaring down at you with lust lidded eyes. He loves the pretty red nail polish you always wear… specifically for this little show alone.

Your little fingers wrapped around his cock as you slapped the tip against your lips before sucking it into your mouth. You moan closing your lips around him, giving your ass a wiggle to ensure he enjoyed the show. He moans loudly, gripping the couch cushions tight even though you’ve only managed to the head of his dick into your mouth.

It just won't fit, but fuck, the way your eyes rolled back as your flattened out your tongue to take more of him was enough to have him shaking. Its the moments like this that he doesn't recognize himself anymore.

His scarlet gaze is fixed on you and the way your little mouth barely fit him… he'd be lying to himself is he said the sight didn't make his ego swell. The more he moans, the more you clench and cream, rocking back and forth as you used your mouth to seduce him. the eagerness to feel him splitting you open drives you to suck further down upon him, oxygen intake be damned.

Drooling off the engorged member actively trembling in your hand…You crawl atop him, eyes darkened with desire, your pussy dripping at the sight of him panting beneath you as you readied yourself to settle onto him.

He's panicking inside. You're so small, so sensitive.. So sweet. Andhe ikes it… no he loves it! He's far too entranced to stop the way you slowly descend upon him. The hug you give us so warm and tight and wet and needy that it makes his fingers clamp down tight over your hips. He throws his head back, elation overtaking his ability to keep hold back the rapid firing of sensors sending his quirk into an uncontrollable overdrive.

Mmm babe youre so tight. Wait wait wait!

You're already gushing as you start to move.

But you feel so good stretching me like this. I want it. Please don’t make me stop.

but last time…

Last time what? You moan beginning to move yourself up and down with a slight wince.

don't wanna hurt you bae… he's so afraid he’ll hurt you again but he can't stop the way his body craves more of this. If he's honest, he wants to split you in two.

Fuck you feel so fucking good.

He's seeing red, wanting so bad to take over your pathetic attempts to move and pound the fuck outta that pussy.

You prop yourself up, placing your hand atop his thighs to inch in your way up and down.

Don't worry. Mmmm you know I trust you. You're panting, waiting for him to do what he does best and demolish you. But he keeps a sturdy grip on tour waist, letting you pick up the pace.

At first you worried you didn't have the stamina to keep bouncing the way your were. But fuck, the way he filled you, the way he held you… the way he moaned with the propulsion of your cunt up and down his thick shaft was exquisite.

Fuck fuck fuck. Baby, sss gonn-aaahh

Yea? Half screaming, you keep bouncing yourself. Your pussy raining wet around him.

He forgets how worried he was and focuses on not finishing before you could get yours. You’re rapid approaching release has you cinched so tight that he's barely holding on. He's seeing stars, whimpering your name.

Cum inside Eijiro. Fill me please, you beg slamming you sticky wet cunt down on his dick, fucking him against the curve of your canal until your spurting down around him.

Collective moans echoe out from you both until you e collapsed onto his chest. He wraps you in his arms, secretly thanking you for taking the control out of his hands as he still didn’t know if he could keep his wits about himself when he fucked you.

He pulls your close to him, and kisses your temple. Your breaths come slower, tour lips parted with heavy exhausted sighs as your fell quickly into your post coitus nap.

While you were completely elated…. Poor Eijiro contemplates the ways he can ensure he could love you without hurting you.

#smut oneshot #smutxanime honeeslust #blackgirlswhowriteanimesmut #spicy headcanons #mhasmut #mha fanfiction #mha eijirou #mha kirishima #kirishima eijirou #agedup eijiro #eijiro x reader #eijiro x you

[winxanity-ii]

𝐓𝐄𝐍𝐒𝐈𝐎𝐍

╚»★«╝ 𝐁𝐍𝐇𝐀 𝐌𝐞𝐧: 𝐄𝐢𝐣𝐢𝐫𝐨 x 𝐅𝐞𝐦!𝐑𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐞𝐫 ╚»★«╝

ɢᴇɴʀᴇ: fluf—look, i'm not finna lie, idk what to put this as. fluff, non-fluff-but-not-sex-or-angst, idfk i just write y'all

‌🇷‌🇦‌🇹‌🇮‌🇳‌🇬‌: non-explicit(?) y'all i gave him dacryphilia idk why im like this💀

🇵‌🇴‌🇻‌: 2nd person; You/Your

🇩‌🇪‌🇸‌🇨‌🇷‌🇮‌🇵‌🇹‌🇮‌🇴‌🇳‌: in which, kirishima isn't always a big ball of sunshine he's known for.

🇼‌🇴‌🇷‌🇩‌ 🇨‌🇴‌🇺‌🇳‌🇹‌: 2.2k

🇦‌/🇳‌‌: Y'all i think i got a problem...i keep wanting respectful 2d characters to make me cry 🥴🫣🫣

★·.·´🇲‌🇾‌ 🇭‌🇪‌🇷‌🇴‌ 🇦‌🇨‌🇦‌🇩‌🇪‌🇲‌🇮‌🇦‌/🇧‌🇳‌🇭‌🇦‌/🇲‌🇭‌🇦‌ 🇲‌🇦‌🇸‌🇹‌🇪‌🇷‌🇱‌🇮‌🇸‌🇹‌`·.·★

You, originally a general course student, had always admired the aura surrounding Class 1-A of U.A. High School. It was during the Sports Festival that you got a chance to showcase your unique quirk, "Mirror Sync," that allowed you to mimic and amplify any quirk you'd previously seen. The spectacle of your powers stunned the audience and left Class 1-A speechless, well, except for your classmates in the general course. They'd seen your capabilities during your Quirk Apprehension Test and rooted for you to claim a spot in the prestigious hero course, which you did.

And surprisingly, making the move to the hero course was easier than you'd anticipated. You'd expected to be an outsider, but instead, you were welcomed with open arms. Perhaps it was because you were all bound by the same dream—to become a hero. Still, you found yourself gravitating towards a specific group: the Deku Squad.

Izuku Midoriya, especially, became a close friend. He was like a human encyclopedia when it came to heroes, and the two of you clicked instantly. Your conversations would often start casually, perhaps over some notebook sketches of hero moves or a quick discussion about the latest daring escapades of pro heroes you both admired.

"Hey, have you seen Ingenium's new move? It's amazing!" you'd often start, and that would be enough to set off an hours-long conversation, discussions that made time fly and hearts soar. The two of you would delve into the physics of quirks, the ethics of heroism, and sometimes, personal stories and ambitions.

During one late-night chat, you'd even opened up to him about your shyness, how you often felt crippled by a fear of rejection. Izuku's eyes had widened, and then he'd laughed, a warm, understanding chuckle. "You too? I totally get it," he'd said, and in that moment, you knew you'd found a kindred spirit.

Ah, yes. The good old days. Since then, life in Hero Course 3-A was mostly routine, with the regular bouts of chaos here and there, courtesy of villain attacks and challenging training sessions.

Today was no different. It was lunchtime, and the Deku Squad was getting ready to head to the cafeteria.

Uraraka floated a few things into her bag and smiled. "Ready to head to lunch?"

You chuckled at her enthusiasm. "Go ahead, I need to grab my bento from my bag real quick."

"Sure thing!" Iida chimed in, "We shall secure a table fit for heroes-in-training!"

You laughed at Iida's usual flair for the dramatic as they walked out, each of them offering you a smile and wave of reassurance. Alone in the classroom, you took a deep breath and moved towards your bag to fetch your bento.

As you leaned over, you felt your shoulder-length passion twists sway freely, momentarily obscuring your vision. Deciding it was best to keep them out of the way, you gathered the twists deftly in your hands, pulling them back into a low ponytail. With your hair now neatly pulled back, you bent down one more time to unzip your bag and retrieve your bento, humming a tune that had been stuck in your head for days—courtesy of Izuku, of course.

Just as your hand finally grasped the bento, a shadow fell over you, making the hair on the back of your neck stand up. The humming ceased, as did the playful notes dancing in your mind, replaced by silence.

Looking up, you found Kirishima standing there, blocking the sunlight streaming in through the classroom windows. A smirk played on his lips, but his eyes lacked their usual energy.

"Uh, h-hello," you stammered, clutching your bento as if it were a shield. Sweat trickled down the side of your face.

This was far from the first odd encounter with him. Ever since you’d been in 1-A, Kirishima’s mood shifted in perplexing ways when it was just the two of you. He was the life of the party, a ball of positive energy around everyone else, always engaging, and supportive. But with you, his demeanor changed—his expressions turned cold, eyes that usually sparkled now clouded with an unreadable emotion.

The problem wasn't that he was necessarily cruel, but the duality made you anxious, left you questioning your worth in a way your imposter syndrome often did. Why was his kindness so universal yet so exclusive? And why did it have to exclude you? You’d often found yourself wondering what it was about you that drew out this other side of him. Was it intimidation, annoyance, or something else entirely?

This odd, unspoken tension between you and Kirishima had always lurked in the background, but you'd never had the courage to address it upfront.

Shaking your head slightly, as if trying to dispel a cloud of thoughts, you stuttered, "Y-Yes? Kirishima-kun? Did you need something?"

His smirk widened, if only just, as if your stuttering delighted him in some twisted way.

"Need? Nah. Want? Maybe..." he drawled, his eyes sharpening as they scanned your nervous form. "I'm just stuck on something, ya' know? I can't help but notice how much you seem to think you belong here," Kirishima began, a teasing edge sharpening his voice. "I mean, you have the quirk, sure. But truly, you're not fit for this, yeah?" There was something almost hypnotic about the deep red of his irises, contrasting sharply against the harsh words he was spitting out.

"I saw your grades from the last exam. What, did you just scrape through?" He snickered, baring a sharp-toothed grin that was anything but friendly. "And let's not kid ourselves about your performance during the recent sparring sessions. Stumbling, tripping, falling flat on your face—it's like you're inventing new ways to fail."

His words felt like needles, and you could feel your eyes sting with fresh tears. You hated how spot-on he was—how he aimed precisely at your insecurities. Overwhelmed, your gaze fell away from him; you tried to look anywhere but those judgmental eyes.

That was a mistake.

Feeling a swift jerk on your ponytail, your head tilted back to face him. "Who told you to look away?" Kirishima sneered, his grip on your hair unyielding.

The disparity in your heights became glaringly obvious; your eyes, now watery, could barely meet his. "You can't even face me while I talk to you? No wonder you're struggling in this course," Kirishima added, keeping up his barrage of taunts. Your mouth opened, as if to defend yourself or maybe even say something snarky back, but before you could get the words out, he stepped even closer to you. His body pressed against yours, cornering you against the desk. Your heartbeat echoed in your ears, drowning out all other sounds.

Your senses flooded with his presence—his scent, his warmth—and you felt a heat creep into your cheeks. You placed your hands on his chest in a feeble attempt to put some distance between you two. But his shirt felt thin against his rock-hard muscles, and he didn't budge an inch, holding you firmly in place. His nearness was intoxicating, your mind swirled, and for a brief moment, you felt almost dizzy.

But before you could fully grapple with this complicated tangle of emotions, Kirishima suddenly yanked your ponytail harder, snapping your attention back to the uncomfortable reality. A whine slipped through your lips involuntarily, and a tear broke free, streaking down your cheek. Your face turned even redder from the combination of the pain and the embarrassment.

With a smirk that was almost wolfish, he leaned in close, his nose gently grazing your damp cheek in a gesture so intimate it made your heart pound erratically in your chest. The dissonance between his actions and his previous harsh words disoriented you, and you were lost in the labyrinth of his mixed signals.

"I'm not sure if it's unmanly of me," he began, leaning back to squeeze your cheeks, forcing your lips to puff out into an exaggerated pout, "but I really like seeing you cry."

You were still processing the weight of his words, your mind a whirlwind of confusion and indignation, when a knock sounded at the door. Kirishima's eyes flicked to the entrance, and so did yours. Bakugo was leaning against the doorframe, his gaze as piercing as ever.

"What's taking so long, Shitty-Hair?" Bakugo's voice was tinged with both irritation and a certain kind of interest that you couldn't quite place.

Rather than responding, Kirishima shifted to the side, giving Bakugo a full view of your pouted lips and flushed face. Bakugo's eyes seemed to rake over you, lingering just a tad longer than you'd expect. A scoff that bordered on a chuckle escaped his lips. As he turned to leave, he paused to glance back over his shoulder at Kirishima.

"You better not take all day, Shitty-Hair." The weight of his gaze met Kirishima's, filled with an implicit promise—or perhaps a warning—before he strides away. The atmosphere became even more electrified, tension hanging like a thick fog.

As the door swung shut behind Bakugo, he couldn't help but shout over his shoulder, directed toward the fading chorus of complaints coming from down the hall. "Quit whining! I'm coming!" The annoyance in his voice was clear, but it was tinged with a familiarity that could only exist within their tight-knit group.

Before the door had a chance to latch shut, a whirlwind of pink and black burst into the room. Mina, eyes wide with anticipation and a lively grin on her face, ignored Bakugo's growled warning and tumbled inside. Her gaze ping-ponged from Kirishima to you, and then back again. "Kirishima, what's taking you so—"

Her words sputtered to a stop as she registered your appearance—flushed cheeks, glassy eyes, and tear tracks still shimmering on your skin. Her eyes rounded with concern, the earlier ebullience vanishing in an instant. "Hey, are you okay?"

It was like Kirishima flipped a switch inside him, so swift and complete was his transformation. The challenging gleam in his eyes softened to something warmer, more vulnerable. The tilt of his lips shifted from a smug, controlling curve to a gentle, almost shy smile. Even the space he'd previously claimed, so close and confining, opened up as he took a small step back, allowing you room to breathe.

"Ah, well, you see," he began, his voice shifting from its earlier confident timbre to something softer, tinged with regret. "She laid it all on the line, wore her heart on her sleeve, ya know? And I—well, I had to let her down. But we're talking it through, right?"

Mina's eyes seemed to widen even more, if that was possible. Her lips, painted a lively shade of pink that matched her hair, turned down in a pout. She looked like she was gearing up to give Kirishima a piece of her mind, to defend your honor perhaps, but he cut her off before she could gather steam.

"You know what? Forget it," he suddenly interjected, his eyes locking onto yours for a moment as if he were searching for something. "I've changed my mind. I accept your confession."

The moment Kirishima's words settled in the air, a shrill ring punctuated the tension, signaling the end of lunch. You felt your eyes widen, your pulse quickening in a blend of horror and disbelief. Before you could even process the whirlpool of emotions engulfing you, Mina leapt into the air with a squeal of delight.

"He said yes! She said yes!" She whooped, dashing out of the room to announce your 'new relationship' to the rest of the Bakusquad drifting back from lunch. Her voice echoed down the hall, the enthusiasm infectious enough to stir a chorus of cheers and laughter in response.

You were catatonic, a statue frozen in time, even as you felt Kirishima's arm wrap securely around your waist. The physical connection snapped you back to reality, but the emotions still swirled—bewilderment, trepidation, and a touch of excitement, a tangled mess that left you dizzy.

As your classmates returned from lunch, Kirishima's arm, which had been wrapped around your waist, lessened its grip. He was soon tugged away by the returning Bakusquad, eager to question him about the sudden turn of events. You barely noticed his departure, still stuck in a sort of emotional limbo.

As you stood there, a presence quietly sidled up next to you. It was Izuku, his notebook clutched in one hand as if he'd spent his lunch jotting down hero strategies. His green eyes met yours, a curious blend of surprise and inquiry filling them.

Across the room, Denki and Sero had already taken it upon themselves to mercilessly tease Kirishima about his sudden "girlfriend." Their laughter and jibes filled the room, creating a surreal atmosphere that had you questioning if this was reality or just another complicated layer of some daydream.

Your eyes locked onto Kirishima's for just a moment. He tilted his head, and there it was—a self-satisfied smirk that morphed seamlessly into his standard, friendly grin as his eyes flicked to his teasing friends and back to you.

Izuku cleared his throat, bringing your focus back to him. "Wow, you and Kirishima-kun, huh? Who would've thought."

Your mouth moved, but the words came out as an incoherent mumble, barely louder than a whisper. You finally managed to eke out, "...Me neither."

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