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[gglitch1dd]

No Greater Pleasure

Bully Bakugou x FEM!Reader 

Based off this ask: <BULLY BAKUGOU ASK> This post can be seen as second part to "All of His Attention" Another Bully Bakugou fic of mine just with a time jump after all.

Bakugou Katsuki loves nothing more than to torment you, pick on you and down right degrade you. What he didn't expect was you to hit him back. Unbeknownst to you, it doesnt have the effect you wish it did.

Note: bully bakusquad, bully Bakugou Third years. Perverts. All of them. Just being sleazy creeps. Hinted non-con Voyeurism. Small cannon violence. Bullying. Name calling and swearing. Underlying Midoriya x Reader. Reader discretion is advised.

Bakugou Katsuki was one of the most annoying people you’ve ever met.  

And he felt like he had every right to be.  

He was handsome, he was strong, gifted with a great quirk, smart and intelligent. His parents were successful, he was a modal, he could buy or get anything he wanted. Which was probably why he always acted like a spoilt brat at every moment or waking turn. He was annoying, that was sure. With a simple grin that made your skin crawl, he felt as though he was king of the world.  

Especially in third year. With the Hero Course students now famous for saving Japan multiple times, it was no wonder how they all got famous, especially at U.A. With first years and second years crawling all over them just to get a taste of their lives that had picked up thanks to the Hero Commission. Bakugou loved it. He lived for all the attention and glory. All the people screaming his name during practises and training that could be watched, all the gifts and confessions given to him by poor unsuspecting victims that think he actually care.  

None of them do. Or at least none of them in the bakusquad. All the self-entitlement and fame went to their heads and suddenly they became one group you never wanted to come across.  

Sero Hanta, resident smoker, druggie and Capital S, sleaze. With a stupid straight toothed grin and laid back expression he would make you fall into a false sense of understanding and security.  

Talking about false sense of security, Kirishima Eijiro. Bakugou’s best friend and number one person to never go after. With that kind smile and caring eyes all fell victim to him. He was the worst of them all. Made you feel as though he cared, as though you were special, only to crush your heart in the mot painful and innocent way. I mean, who would believe you? Kirishima would never do that? He’s the most manly and true person ever.  

All of them had turned out absolutely horrible in your eyes, but none as bad as Bakugou Katsuki.  

Having a new girlfriend, boyfriend, partner, whatever every other day. Other than a quicky or some new attention, Bakugou was never interested in a serious partner, and it showed in the trail of heartbreaks and ruined partners he left behind him. I mean with a smirk like that, crimson eyes that burned into your soul and a voice that he used to pull you in like a siren, it was no wonder that he could get away with so much.  

I mean, they’re the hero course.  

Bakugou loved all the mayhem he could get away with. If Aizawa wasn’t there, why not have a little fun. Especially if it was tormenting Midoriya’s little group of friends. He never found such pleasure like going back to pick on Midoriya. Although Midoriya had grown a backbone as well as big enough muscle to push back.  

But Bakugou knew there was one person. One person in the whole class he found absolutely delicious. One person that he found no greater pleasure in than to torment.  

And that was you.  

God, did he love to pick on you. Trip you, flip and look up your skirt, pock at, be an absolute disgusting pervert around you. You hated it. And that’s what he lusted over. The anger in your eyes, the hate and rage brewing underneath the surface. You never wanted to stoop to his level, but that’s what made it all so fun. How he could technically do anything he wanted to you and you wouldn’t do a damn thing.  

He got off to it. It made him chub in his pants just to see you squirm as he sneered down at you, throwing another degrading comment at you.  

Until one day... 

“You really fucked up that mission, Y/N.” Bakugou walked over to you, putting his hands on your desk as he looked down at you. His eyeliner making his vermillion eyes only hone onto you more and seem more predatory. “People could have gotten seriously hurt if Kirishima and I weren’t there in time.” He looked over to his redheaded best friend. The giant redhead leaned back against his chair as he watched wordlessly wanting to see how this would go.  

You swallowed down any harsh remark you were going to say. You closed your eyes briefly before looking back up at him. 

God did he love when you looked up at him, down below him.  

“It was my mistake, Bakugou. I just wasn’t paying attention to that street.” You told him truthfully.  

“Clearly.” He scoffed. He leaned down. “But people could die because of you. And that would be on you.” He poked your chest.  

You frowned as you brushed his hand away from you. “Don’t touch me, Bakugou.” 

His smirk grew, exposing a sharp canine. He licked over his teeth as he looked down at you. “What? Can’t handle the brutal honesty, princess?” He asked as poked you again. “Hm? Can’t handle me being honest with you? Does it bother you Y/N?” He got up close and personal to you, not stopping. You tightened your grip on your desk as you tried your best to ignore him. “Hm? Or maybe you get off to it? Maybe you’re a sick freak, huh?” 

Midoriya scowled as he got up to go stop the blond. His green eyes held distaste and murder as he glared at the blond. “Leave them alone, Kacchan.”  

Bakugou ignored the green haired nerd as he moved his mouth to your ear. “It’s okay. I like freaks.” He whispered against your ear. “Almost as much as I love the songs you sing in the shower when you think no ones left.”  

Immediately, without hesitation, you had a hand wrapped around his neck. Bakugou’s eyes shot wide open as you stood up, your eyes dark with a pressing rage that you had kept down for far too long. He glared as you took a step forward, forcing him back against the desk behind him.  

He only looked shocked for a second before he looked at you with half lidded eyes of temptation and lust. He bit his bottom lip as he pressed forward into your hand. “I knew you were kinky Y/N, but God damn. In front of everyone?” He asked making his group of friends chuckle. Kaminari already had his camera rolling on his phone, knowing how much Bakugou loved to rewatch your reactions to him. “I knew you were slut at hea-” 

The words were slapped right out of him as his face turned to the side. His cheek stinging at the impact. Immediately the class went silent. Midoriya froze mid stride to you, his green eyes went wide at what you had done. Kirishima stood up instantly, ready to step in if a brawl happened. As much as he wanted to watch, he prioritised his friend first.  

You looked at Bakugou with angry tears in your eyes with so much disgust that it was almost too much to contain in just your eyes. “You’re a fucking villain, Bakugou Katsuki.” You shot at him with a glare. He looked back at you, his pupil trained on you without a single reaction. “Initially I thought you could have been a great hero, that you could have been something to look up to, but now I know you’re just a bully and a villain.” You let go of him, wiping your hands on your shirt like you had touched something filthy. You sneered at him with an upturned nose. “You’re disgusting.” You turned and left, walking out of class just as Mr Aizawa walked in. 

Midoriya quickly realised that you were leaving and quickly followed you. “Y/N!” He looked to Mr Aizawa who let the green haired hero in training go after you. He raised an eyebrow before looking to Bakugou who stood with a hand to his cheek.  

Kirishima walked over to Bakugou, a hand on his shoulder. “Katsuki, you alright? He asked with a raised eyebrow as he turned the blond to talk to him privately. Bakugou was silent for a moment before looking out the classroom door to see Midoriya talking to you, his hands on you as he looked down at you concerned. Kirishima released a low growl as he looked out the classroom. “That fucking bitch. We can get her Katsuki, just-” 

Bakugou raised a hand, making Kirishima keep quiet. Bakugou tensed his jaw before looking up at Kirishima. He smirked before looking back out at you. He grinned, already having made up his mind. “Fuck, I want her.”  

And Bakugou was sure, that there would be no greater pleasure than to finally have you.  

-Glitch1d

<Katsuki Bakugou Masterlist>

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[loveing-eyes]

say i love you for the first time (seprate) sero, shinsou , mina , kiri , deku , bakugo, denki , todoroki

"saying i love you for the first time"

hanta sero

•he would be the one to say of first without hesitation around 3 months into the relationship

•you were laying on his bed just talking about life when you sat up smiling at him and laid a kiss on his cheek

•he smirked and said i love you senorita

•you froze for a moment staring in shock turning into the shade of Kirishima's hair while his smirk grew wider

•after a moment you realized what happened and hugged him saying you loved him too

•most of that evening was spent just cuddling in sero's bed

denki kaminari

• you said it first from him being an idiot and getting hurt at the training camp around 3 weeks into the relationship

•hearing from jirou that your boyfriend got hurt had you freaking out you

•instantly had her take you to where he was passed out

staring at him and waiting for him to wake up was absolute torture the hour went by slower than the first day of school

• and when he did wake up he was groggy and you pumping on him crying didn't help that whatsoever

•confused him, even more, when you sobbed out "i love you ok you idiot don't do this shit again"

•suprisingly he didn't shortcircuit and quickly wrapped his arms around you in an attempt you console you

•"i love you too y/n/n" he would whisper back into your ear after a moment when he felt you had calmed down enough

eijiou kirishima

•manly man said it first during a bakusquad hangout and 4 months into the relationship

• most of the 1-a class was just hanging out in the common area including you and kiri who were off just getting popcorn just talking about the date you had planned

•he just smiled and blurted it out "I love you" realized what he did when half the room stopped talking and you froze

•cue Kirishima turning the same shade as his hair

•you put down the bowl of popcorn grabbing Kirishima's hand and kissing him on the cheek "i love you too sharky" you teased and most of the girls gushed as most of the guys groaned and told you to get a room

•very nice the date the next day was wonderful

shoto todoroki

•you said it first out of worry he didn't feel the same way around 13 months into the relationship

•you knew things would be very slow when you started dating shoto but after over a year and he hadn't said I love you it had taken 2 and a half months to so much as hold hands

•you felt like he loved you and you knew you were his first real s/o so you were patient but you felt insecure about it after 10 months and you had made barely any progress

•you distanced yourself a bit and shoto barely noticed you felt like he had been happier you felt stupid for thinking he was happier but something told you he was and you didn't know who to tell

•then came the next 3 months of a downward spiral and shoot realized you weren't just having a bad week

• finally you worked up the courage to tell asui and she told you to just be honest with him and if he doesn't feel that way just leave him and try to stay friends so you decided to do it

• finally you walked to todorokis room knocking wait for him to open and let you in

•sitting on the floor next to him you explained how you felt leaving out the fact it was because he never said I love you

•he felt confused and was mad at himself thinking he had done something wrong

•you had to explain it was from something he hadn't done

•which confused him even more making him think you distanced yourself cause you hadn't had sex yet

•which made you feel bad and apologize and tell him it was from something he hadn't said

•which brought you back to square one

•"shoto its cause i dont know if you love me I know l love you but its not extremely easy when your monotone"

he sat for a moment staring with a blank expression "well of course I love you I wouldn't be with you if I didn't" straight forward to the point

•like a weight was lifted off your shoulders you launched yourself at your boyfriend

•he wrapped his arm around you softly laying his head on your shoulder "I'll try to say it more dear"

katsuki bakugo

•you said it firt in the middle of an argument around 3 months in

•you knew it he knew it everyone knew it katsuki was a total asshole with anger issues

•though no one expected he would get in a screaming match with his girlfriend's best friend (Denki) while she was out

•and when she got back and found out she wasn't happily marching straight to her boyfriend's room demanding an answer

•which he refused to give her one until they were in a screaming match themselves"it doesn't matter just know I had a reason"

•"well what was the reason" she wanted to know what would cause him to lose his shit "he said something" bakugo groanedd "well what did he say" y/n whispered taking a seat on the edge of his bed "it doesn't matter" bakugo groaned shoving a pillow over his face "yes it does you idiot I want to know why the bo I love screamed at my best friend"

•upon hearing "i love" he shot up "you love me" his girlfriend nodded "did you not know that" he shook his head "he was talking about if how I didn't ask you out he would totally be with you right now"

•y/n moved closer to him hugging bakugo "katsu dont worry ok I love you and only you" she whispered before kissing him softly on the forehead "I love you too idiot" he mubled hugging her back tightly

mina ashido

•she said it first during a one-on-one sleepover 2 1/5 months in

•her sneaking in your room at 11pm saying she was bored and missed her girlfriend and laid in your bed watching tv with you

•during commercials she tuned down the volume talking about random things before peppering your face with soft kisses whilst cuddling

•in the middle of giggles she wrapped her arms pulling you closer to her whispering "I love you" in your ear barely audible

•cue you smiling and tightly hugging her back "i love you too" the two of you would gaze into each other's eyes smiling knowing you met "the one"

•short quick and sweet little sleepover with 2 lovers always wonderful

izuku midoriya

•he attempted to say it first around 1 1/2 months in key word attempt

•you two were supposed to just have a cute study date which went to hand holding and not talking just scrolling on your phones to you laying in his lap fidgeting with his free hand

•glancing up you smiled adoringly at his concentrated face trying to do his homework your finger grazed over on few of his scares

•smiling you pulled his hand closer to your face you peppers soft kisses onto his scares which made him look down at you confused for a moment before realizing what you were doing

•"i love you...- uhhh your eyes they're very pretty" he flushed a bright pink and you pushed yourself up off his lap "zuku I love you too don't worry" that made him flush even more and you kissed his forehead before laying back down on his lap now with his hand slowly going through your hair as he attempted to calm himself down

shinsou hitoshi

•he said it first hanging out 2 months In

•everthing was ready for movie night snacks displayed on your table you were dressed comfortably and your boyfriend was still picking out te movie he wanted to choose horror thinking it would freak you out

•you grabbed a few more pillows laying them on the floor pulling shinshou down with you laying on his chest as he turned on an American horror movie "it" apparently it was about clowns

• you were fine until the maggot doll showed up and you shoved your head into shinsous neck knocking the air out of him "ok babe you know I love you but never do that again" he groaned sitting up and rubbed his neck

•"you love me" you would stare in shock for a moment and he would realize his half-assed love confession "yes and a shame it was only said cause you almost killed me" he would joke

•"i love you too Toshi" you whispered as he pulled you closer "good good now help me pick a move that won't result in me getting a bruised neck"

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[snowdropluck204]

How They React to Their SO Getting Stalked - BNHA (pt 2)

This set of headcanons is for @lovelywritersgarden, thank you so so much for your request! If anyone has an idea or a request they'd like to read from me, please comment or send me a message in the inbox!

Hope you enjoy it!

PART 2

Katsuki Bakugou

I feel like no matter the scenario, even if it was something light, he would go crazy! It doesn't matter if nothing bad happened to you, if he found out your life was in danger, or even your privacy violated, you can bet he would be the first person on the scene, shouting and growling at people!

~ Katsuki was getting sick of this, watching his idiots playing video games used to be really funny, but now it was just boring. ~ It was the same thing over and over again, he wished he was hanging out with you instead, but unfortunately you didn't go to UA and were working on a school project with your lab partner. ~ He never trusted that guy. ~ He would always stare at you, and he always seemed to be in the same places you were. ~ The two of you had gone out to a curry place for your date night last week, this guy had been in the store across from you. He was always waiting outside the school doors when he would drop you off at the gates. Katsuki was pretty sure he had seen the guy skulking around near your house! ~ He had a bad feeling when he'd walked you home the other night, he kept hearing rustling in the bushes, you told him not to worry about it, but he knew something was wrong. ~ That was when he got a call from you. ~ Answering the call, he was smiling (or smirking), happy to be hearing from you, as always. ~ "Hey babe, how's your project go-" ~ "Suki, you need to get over here, right now!" ~ You were whispering, it was echoing, like you were in the bathroom. ~ "Babe, what's going on? Are you okay?" Katsuki was immediately on edge, he didn't like where this was going. He knew he should have trusted his gut. ~ "It's my lab partner! He's crazy! We said goodbye, he left but as I was about to start getting ready for bed, there was a flash in my window, the creep set up a camera outside my house!" (y/n) was scared, terrified even. ~ Katsuki's face went stern and worried, already getting his stuff and leaving, without giving his very confused friends any insight. ~ Making it to your house, he could see your bedroom light on, he stayed on the phone with you, making sure you were safe, turns out you had hidden in the bathroom. ~ And the guy Katsuki was so worried about, was pounding on your front door, yelling at you to let him in, saying her was sorry and that he only did what he did to keep you safe. ~ "Oh yeah? Safe from what, exactly?" Katsuki barked, standing behind the stalker, arms crossed over his chest, his eyes almost glinting with his anger. ~ The stalked seemed to be smirking, until he turned around and saw the infamous Bakugou Katsuki standing there, his fingers beginning to spark. ~ He obviously. ~ Katsuki used his key on the front door, coming in and letting you know it was him and that the weirdo was gone. ~ You came running out of the bathroom, wearing one of his shirts, leaping down the last few stairs, you fell into Katsuki's arms crying hysterically. ~ "I've got you babe, I'll always protect you."

Eijiro Kirishima

I feel like Eijiro would probably panic about it more that you would, he would be worried sick about you, hoping desperately that you were okay, when in reality, you were the one that had effortlessly fixed everything!

~ Eijiro had never felt so out of sorts! ~ He had been panicking so much over the last few days, you had told him the moment you had started receiving pictures of yourself, threatening messages and you had the feeling that someone had been following you for months now. ~ And somehow you weren't the one panicking in this scenario, he was! ~ When everything went wrong in school, or during his training, he was usually so level-headed, so cool. So... Manly... ~ But this time, you were the cool one! You had gone straight to the police and the pro heroes. ~ They found the person who had been stalking you, a girl from the support course. ~ They had been given a stern talking to and a restraining order from the police and were expelled from UA for clearly not exhibiting supportive heroic behaviour. ~ "So not plus ultra!" As Denki had said when you had told them what had happened. ~ Eijiro still couldn't sleep well, he had nightmares, he was making himself physically ill from the worry, so he decided to head over to your dorm room. ~ Knocking gently, on the off chance that you might be sleeping, he made his way inside, to see you reading in bed. ~ "Hey pebble, you okay?" He asked, tentatively. ~ You nodded, clearly interested in your book. Wordlessly, you lifted one arm, making a grabby hand at him. ~ He took your invitation happily, jumping into bed and cuddling into your stomach. ~ You placed a kiss on his head, running your fingers through his hair. ~ You knew exactly why he was here, you knew he felt better when you were around, somewhere where he could keep an eye on the surroundings. ~ He loved you so much, this stalker problem had caused a strain on his mental health, he wanted to make sure you were safe. ~ As he was falling asleep, he looked up at you with happy eyes and mumbled under his breath. ~ "You're so manly baby."

Izuku Midoriya

Izuku would be similar to Fumikage I feel, going completely overboard with security until you got annoyed... Obviously you couldn't be mad at the cinnamon roll for too long, I mean, look at his little face!!!

~ After the stalked had been caught and taken care of, Izuku went nuts! ~ He had put security cameras everywhere! Nowhere that would invade your personal space of course, but everywhere else. ~ Mina nearly killed him when she walked out of her room and ran straight into Izuku on a ladder, installing a camera above her dorm room. ~ You decided that he was getting a bit too overboard in his security measures. You had tried to sit him down and talk to him about it, he had just started rambling a million miles per minute, trying to get back to his detective vigilante work. ~ He had finished with the security cameras and had moved on to detailed guards, he had his friends watching you when you were out of classes, in classes, walking you to your dorm and escorting you home. ~ He'd gone so far as to having his guard duty on their own radio frequency, they had walkie-talkies each and you best believe, the boys loved it! ~ Izuku was taking your safety so, incredibly seriously, that his grades had begun dropping, his sleep schedule was all over the place, he had been neglecting his own health to make sure you could feel happy in your own place. ~ He was falling asleep at his desk, he wasn't doing his schoolwork, even Aizawa was worried about his problem child! ~ He sent Izuku to his room, he asked you to go with him (mainly because Izuku refused to leave otherwise), and you settled him in bed and made sure he was falling asleep. ~ "Izuku, I know you want to keep me safe, but I can take care of myself, what you've done so far is so sweet, but it's unnecessary. You need to take care of yourself now... Understand?" You said with a tight smile. ~ Izuku could see you were worried about him, so he nodded quietly and fell asleep, his hand holding tightly onto yours. ~ He removed his security cameras the next day, pleasing Mina greatly.

Shouta Aizawa

Shouta wouldn't be all that worried about you, you were surrounded by pro heroes and cats that would put their lives on the line for you. There was also a certain student that he knew would keep you safe.

~ If anyone had been traumatised by the stalking scenario, it hadn't been you, or Shouta, it was Shinsou... ~ He had been so worried about you! ~ You were the person he turned to when he was worried, stressed or scared, now he realised that he couldn't, that he had your own things to deal with. ~ Now you were worried about Shinsou. ~ He had pulled away from you and Shouta, he had bottled his feelings and he was about to pop. ~ Coming into Shouta and your shared apartment, he was already stressed, classes were difficult, training had gotten harder and worst of all, your stalker had yet to be caught. ~ You on the other hand, were smiley and cheerful, as always. ~ "Hitoshi!" You grinned, seeing your favourite (foster) child enter the kitchen. ~ You had been busying yourself around making dinner and cleaning up the apartment, but you were never busy for Hitoshi! (Or your cats Miso and Hizashi). ~ "You okay sweetie? Come sit down, dinner's nearly ready!" You said, still wearing a bright smile. ~ Hitoshi couldn't take it anymore, beginning to shout, loudly and passionately. ~ "How can you be so happy!? Someone was stalking you! Your privacy was completely invaded, and you're the partner of a pro hero! If he can't keep you safe, who can!?" ~ "Shinsou." ~ Shouta was stood behind Hitoshi, waiting patiently to speak. ~ "I know you're worried about (y/n), I am too and believe me when I say, nobody is more ashamed that this happened than me. I let this happen and I let them get away. But I am doing my best to find the person responsible and have them punished." ~ Hitoshi looked down, biting his lip harshly to stop his tears from falling. ~ You smiled softly at the boy, opening your arms and drawing him in for a hug, which he eagerly returned. ~ Looking over the boy's shoulder, you could see Shouta smiling at the two of you, it made him happy that you took such sweet care of his protegee. ~ But he was still immensely disappointed in himself, first, because he had failed to keep you safe, but also because he hadn't noticed the effect this had had on Hitoshi. ~ He was going to keep the both of you safe, no matter the cost.

Takami Keigo

Honestly, out of all of the MHA characters, I think Takami would be the character to get the most outwardly angry. Not against the stalker, or even the police at failing to keep you safe, but at himself for not noticing sooner.

~ It had been nearly a week since the stalker had been caught and convicted, you just wanted everything to put behind you now. ~ You were heading over to Takami's agency, you were meeting him for lunch whilst he had a break. ~ Entering the building, you walked straight up to his office. ~ Takami had made a big parade of showing you off around the building when the two of you had become a couple, a sort of bird tradition, he said. ~ At the entrance to his office, his receptionist seemed worried. ~ Looking up at you, they looked even more worried, "(l/n)-san! I'm so sorry, but you can't go in there, Hawks is... Is in a m-meeting!" ~ You looked at them confused, "Takami didn't mention any meeting to me..." You mumbled under your breath, but still turned to wait downstairs, preparing a text to let him know. ~ When you heard a loud crash, coming straight from Takami's office. ~ Turning swiftly, you rushed into his office, slamming the doors open, "Takami! What..." ~ As you let your eyes drag around the room, you could see the amount of damage he had done. ~ His computer had been completely demolished, the screen shattered and cables torn. The paintings on his walls had been ripped to shreds. Paperwork was everywhere. Takami was stood staring out the window, after having thrown the books off the shelves. ~ His feathers were ruffled and his breathing was heavy. ~ "Honey..." ~ Takami turned, shocked, clearly not having heard you enter. ~ "Uh, hey chick, I'm sorry, you... You weren't supposed to see that..." ~ Takami looked truly ashamed of himself, he hadn't wanted you to see him like this, but he had been killing himself thinking about what had happened to you. ~ "What did you do?" You asked him, walking closer to him, holding his hands gently in yours. ~ He sighed, sitting down in his chair and looking up at you, his usually impish face looking tired. ~ "What happened to you, shouldn't have happened, I've been so busy working I wasn't looking after you and this happened." ~ Takami looked so disgusted with himself, staring at his feet. ~ "I was supposed to keep you safe, I failed. You were scared and your privacy was violated, I should have been there baby bird and I didn't even know this had happened to you until after they caught the guy!" ~ You could see he was getting more and more upset, you lifted his chin, pressing a kiss against his forehead. ~ "My love, this wasn't a situation you could control, it's been handled and I feel safe, because I'm with you. Now can we please go to lunch and maybe look at new decor for your office? You look like you could use some!" ~ Takami smiled gratefully at you, kissing your hands before nodding, holding the door open as you both left to go to your favourite chicken place. ~ This would never happen again.

I hope this was okay! I'm not used to writing for some of these characters, but I hope you enjoyed it!

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[kingkatsuki]

Calling Bakugou pretty to his face the first time.

You're sat watching TV, he's to the side of you looking at the screen and you're glancing from the corner of your eyes. The sharpness of his jaw, the curve of his lips, the little crook in his nose where he got hit once, the light scruff on his jaw and the deep red of his eyes now flickering blue reflecting the scene on the TV.

"Whatcha ya staring at?"

"You're so pretty."

He's frowning first, unsure if he heard right coz there's no way you just called him pretty. He's a man, a manly man even, no way is he pretty. But then he looks over and see the fondness in your face, your hand reaching out to thread through his hair and over his cheeks. And he feels himself blush, face heating as he looks away again and bats your hand away half heartedly, mumbling under his breath.

"'M not pretty... you are."

You’ve always thought Bakugou was pretty, even before you started dating. The planted scowl on his face could do nothing to change your mind, no matter how rough around the edges he was.

The first time you told Mina you thought Bakugou was pretty she raised a pink brow in your direction, “Bakugou, pretty?” She scoffed as you watched him lean against the bar beside Kirishima waiting to be served, “He’s a lot of things, but I wouldn’t call him pretty.”

But he was pretty, pretty to you.

Especially in these moments when it was just the two of you, a comfortable silence cradling you both as the television plays softly in the background. You can tell Bakugou’s trying to fight sleep after a long day at work as his thick lashes begin to flutter, his calloused fingers draw absent-minded patterns against your thighs as you drape them over his lap as his lips begin to part as he breathes softly.

“Whatcha starin’ at?” He catches you off guard as he stares at you through half-lidded eyes, and for the first time his question catches you off guard.

Because you’re certain you can’t place your thoughts into words, the question beyond comprehension when you’re staring at someone who is your everything. Furious that even in a world so advanced, there still wasn’t a word to fully convey how beautiful Bakugou Katsuki really is.

Finally you settle on a word, the word that always danced through your mind whenever you thought about him.

“You’re so pretty.”

Even the way he bats your hand away and scoffs at the word, he can’t hide the furious blush on his cheeks or the way his heart betrays him by thudding against his rib cage.

“‘m not pretty, you are.” He grumbles.

But he’d never admit it to you how much he loves when you call him pretty.💕

#shellz I’m sobbing this was wonderful #he’s my pretty princess💕

[serxinns]

I GOT AN IMAGINE JUST HEAR ME OUT

Ok, so you know this post? Made by @lets-get-kraken-boys I wanted to make an image of another reason why readers went to the big 3 for comfort and help HEAR ME OUT

So imagine one day you weren't in a good mood and didn't wanna deal with your classmates today but their overbearing behavior towards you was just making it worse

"C'mon y/n just one more game!" Mina said while pulling your arm rather strong "Mina I said no please leave me alone I don't feel like it "But it'll be so much fun!" Hakagure said while pulling your arm you "I said NO" you yelled pulling away from hakagures grip harshly and walked away the 2 girls stood there in shock and hurt a bit are u ok? were you hurt!

"Y/n why aren't you coming to eat dinner with us is everything OK?" You groaned just wanting to be left alone and eat in your room but were interrupted by your class rep iida knocking on the door every second you didn't respond "Yes iida I'm fine I just wanted to eat alone" you said not wanting to sound annoyed to make iida leave "but all your friends are worried and want you to be there even Mina and hakagure said you were in a bad mood so-" "I'm fine iida you can go now I don't want to eat dinner with you, especially with all of you today goodbye"

Iida was shocked at your behavior and response you were usually the one who never gets angry or upset which made him more nervous than before he had to go in there and help you out! "No y/n there's Cleary something wrong! You can talk to me ill listen" Iida began banging on your door which made you more overwhelmed and pissed so without any hesitation "I DONT NEED HELP LEAVE ME ALONE YOURE MAKING IT WORSE" You threw a heavy book at the door which surprise Iida as he backed up, defeated he went slowly went back to the dinner table the class looked at him confused and ask how were you doing but he didn't answer just looked down

You just got back from the convenience store to get some snacks Lucky for you they got your favorite snack and brand all at a cheap price with a drink in hand but unfortunately for you, there were some of your classmates in the common room and it and even worse it was bakugo and his gang watching a movie you quietly tried to sneak pass with all your might trying not to make a sound, it was all going smoothly until bakugo saw your shadow figure "Oi! Fuckface!" You mentally cursed at yourself you just had to bump into the worst one and it was Bakugo

"what do you want im not really In the mood to deal with your Bullshit" At the moment you just keep walking ignoring him for the best but it wasn't the best option for Bakugo "Oi don't ignore me!" He was now off the couch "Bakubro that isn't very manly" Kirishima sternly said while but Bakugo scoff "Fuck off shifty hair, hey why aren't you joining us for a movie what are you scared?" He said teasingly like he was trying to taut you to make fun of you "Bakugo I'm not in the mood for your Bullshit today so please just leave me alone" You once again turned away and began to walk to your dorm until a strong handheld you and yanked you

"Ha!? What do you mean you're not in the mood jeez are ready to cry or something because of my comments why are you even trying to be a hero if your feelings get hurt so easily!?" Now he was pushing it, your hand was gripping the plastic bags Hard now shaking... tears threatening to swell up "Bakugo that's enough! You're making it worse it's okay sweetie" Mina said hugging you even tho you tried to push her off but she kept insisting trying to hold on to you to the point that didn't cause comfort but rather discomfort

"Aw, now you need an alien to hug you, wow you're really that weak I can already see the tears haha! If your gonna be a hero your gonna have to suck it u-" "SHUT UP"

*thud*

You breathe heavily seeing your blonde classmate, butt on the floor, stunned holding his bloody nose but you weren't done "WHY CANT YOU PEOPLE LEAVE ME ALONE YOU ALWAYS DEGRADED ME FOR EVERY SINGLE MISTAKE I DO" you pointed at Bakugo who was still laying on the floor "I MAY BE WEAK IN YOUR EYES BUT AT LEAST I CAN ADMIT MY MISTAKES WHILE YOU JUST DOUBT THEM AND USE UR ANGER CAUSE YOU GOT INSERCURIES" some your classmates tried to get close to you to either stop you or to at least tried to calm you down but you pushed them away or yelled at them too

"EVERY SINGLE DAY I HAVE TO HEAR YOUR STUPID ASS TALK SHIT ABOUT ME ALWAYS DISCRIMINATING ME FOR MY FIGHTING SKILLS, IF I SLIP UP I GET CALLED A LOSER, EVEN WHEN IM NOT DOING ANYTHING AT ALL WHAT DO YOU WANT FROM ME DO YOU HATE ME!? DO YOU JUST LIKE PUTTING PEOPLE DOWN FOR YOUR ENJOYMENT!?" bakugo didn't say anything just stared at you blankly while holding his nose while you berated him calling out all his treatment and teasing towards you

It should've made him angry but it strangely made him giddy...? Was he enjoying you berating his every action and ego? It made him think things he never thought of before but before he could speak you ran pushing past your classmates not caring if they fell, he sat there the rest of your classmates wanted to check on you but they didn't know where you were... they tried calling you but there was No answer....

You crouched down in an empty hallway and managed to get some of your snacks you held the snack in hand slowly eating it while a big glob of tears was finally released just when you were about to take another bite 3 familiar voices made you lift up your head

The big 3 crouching down to your level Neijire on one side rubbing your back Tamaki giving you a handkerchief to blow your nose and dry your eyes and Mirio couching down at your level rubbing your shoulders giving you a smile

" What's wrong lovebug why all the tears" Neijire said looking sympathetic

#yandere bnha #yandere ua #tw yandere #yandere x reader #tw obsessive behavior #yandere mha #yandere class 1a #bnha fluff #tw stalking #yandere big 3

[sappho-the-kitten-tamer]

18+ Y’all, sorry minors, please respect this or I’ll have to block you. Thanks!! Also for Afab readers, but people with other gender orientation can read.

Moment of silence for sex with Kirishima and Bakugou 🫡

Ok, we’ve all talked about their dicks, but to recap:

Bakugou’s dick is so pretty, it’s perfectly shaped and and has a pretty pink tip. I think he trims but only a little. It’s long and thick but not even close to Kirishima’s

Kirishima’s dick, holy shit. Dude thick as fuck. Doesn’t trim (I just think he wouldn’t 🤷 he doesn’t think it’s manly but doesn’t judge anyone who does obviously, he’s to precious for this world) his has wayyyy girth then Bakugou’s and is very long. Dude would fuck you to the moon and back.

I fully believe that Kirishima would be a switch in this situation, like a bottom to Bakugou but a top to reader. This would make Bakugou the over all top. Bakugou would definitely have days he’d want to be topped though, just like to feel small and held sometimes, ya know?

They looovvveeee leaving marks all over each other and you of course, love marking there territory

Kirishima’s hero outfit shows so much and everyone would see the bite marks and hicky’s, some of those fangirls would get so jealous but he wears them proudly

As does Bakugou, he loves you both and would never deny it

They would totally hold you up and take you from the front and back, they got the strength for it 💪

They love your body, doesn’t matter if you got big titties, small waist, or big butt, they love you no matter what and are going to mark the shit out of you 😈

Love sucking on titties, this one doesn’t even have to be in sex, they like your tits (this goes for all tits, boobs are boobs no matter who there on) they just like sucking on them, and I don’t blame them

Both ABSOLUTELY have breeding kinks, don’t even get me started. I swear they would fight each other when they want to have a baby, like physically fighting over you. They would manhandle you and push each other and race to see who could fill you up first (imagine them recking the house over it, RIP the clean up)

Regardless of having a baby, they still want to see you full of their cum, pussy filled, ass filled, cum on your face, hair, fucking EVERYWHERE

They just love seeing you ruined from them

Soft sex definitely happens a lot. They get back from a long day and just want to have some sleepy sex and take a shower and cuddle.

Bakugou is a softy, I don’t think he’d be as mean as some people think but I definitely think there would be a lot of dirty talk, that’s just how he is lmao

Kirishima would be pretty soft, but holy shit, he would absolutely WRECK you if you wanted him to. I think he’d also be ok with degrading talk, but primarily likes praising. He definitely likes it back because sometimes he gets a bit self conscious 🥺 poor boy

They absolutely make you eat their cum, if they don’t cum in your mouth, they’ll scoop some up and shove it in your mouth, they also like making you taste yourself

I’m not sure if they would like bdsm but they would always try it if you wanted them too!

Would absolutely practice safe sex, always checking to make sure the others are alright. Have safe words of course. I think Kirishima would like to pick dorky ones because that’s just how he is

Fully believe they would use the traffic light system

They strongly believe in great after care, full with showers, massages, and of course, tons of cuddles!!

Over all, best sex experiences, 10/10

#bnha #mha #mha kirishima #kirishima eijirou #kirishima x y/n #bnha eijiro kirishima #kirishima x reader comfort #kirishima x reader smut #bakugou x reader #kirishima x reader #mha x y/n #eijiro x reader #bakugou x you #bakugou katsuki #bakugou katuski x reader #bnha x reader #bakugou fluff #bakugou x y/n #bakugou angst #poly kiribaku #kiribaku #kirishima x Reader #sapphothekittentamer

[darlink-xoxo]

POP THE QUESTION!°• ੈ♡

In which, Kirishima finds it manly to practice his proposal to you

he just can't help the nerves tho..

GIF isnt mine

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Hey y'all first time doing this

kinda nervous (⁠ ⁠╹⁠▽⁠╹;⁠)⁠ゞ

but otherwise, enjoy my first post🫶

Warnings: Fluff, Mentions of drinking (fancy dinner), Puppy love 🫶.... and also spelling mistakes

❥ · ﾟ₊ You and Kirishima have come a long way since when the two of you met in your first year at UA. It's been years since that day, back when most believed your feelings for each other would die out, being labeled as simple puppy love.

but it's been 8 total years you've known each other, 8 years since you've met and 4 since you've started dating. You've known since the start that this red haired spiked toothed cutie was the only man you'd ever want to spend the rest of your life with.

and now Kirishima is ready to ask the simple question that'll make it official. The 5 letter question that'll tie your fates together.. that is, if you say yes.

Today Kirishima had taken you to one of the most fanciest restaurants in the city, sat at the table by the window, the sun setting sky melting into a deep shade of dark blue. Although your date was silent, whenever you tried talking to your lover, he didn't seem to hear you over his own thoughts. You'd ask what he was thinking about and without missing a beat he'd say 'you', even though that was his normal response, there was something about this time that seemed unusual.

you noticed how your normally outgoing, determined, sweetheart of a boyfriend seemed super on edge the entire date. His leg bounced uncontrollably, he seemed to zone out every 5 minutes, and whenever you gazed at him, he'd be nervously biting his lip. It got you worried, what's got your boyfriend so worked up today??

you decided to give him a second alone, excusing yourself to use the bathroom. For one, you actually had to go, and two, maybe it was you making him nervous? Although the idea of him melting in a puddle of nerves for you seemed like a dream, this wasn't what you meant.

You came out of the bathroom a couple minutes later, and although you were almost at your table, you turned the corner to see your darling Kiri talking to himself.

was he in a monologue? without you there to listen??

hiding from his view, you decided to listen in. Watching from the sidelines, you saw how his eyes closed as he took in a deep breath, pulling out a tiny black box from his pocket and said,

"y/n, will you marry me?"

he frowned, "y/n, will 𝘺𝘰𝘶 marry me?"

he then ruffled his hair, "y/n, will you marry 𝘮𝘦?"

sighing, he rested his hand on his forehead before lightly slapping himself, "c'mon red riot.. now isn't the time to chicken out."

clearing his throat, he ran a hand through his hair, "y/n, my dearest love, will you do me the absolute honor and marry- okay that's too much now UGH"

he shoved the box back into his pocket, gently knocking on his head in frustration before lightly drumming on his desk as he waited for his love to return.

after making sure there weren't any tears of joy running down their face, y/n made their way back to their seat in front of Kiri. Trying their best to act as if they didn't hear anything.

the two lovers carried on with their meal, both anticipating for the right moment.

'𝘤'𝘮𝘰𝘯 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘣𝘪𝘨 𝘳𝘦𝘥 𝘮𝘦𝘢𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘢𝘥, 𝘫𝘶𝘴𝘵 𝘢𝘴𝘬 𝘮𝘦 𝘢𝘭𝘳𝘦𝘢𝘥𝘺!' you practically screamed in your head, calmly chewing on your food.

'𝘱𝘶𝘭𝘭 𝘺𝘰𝘶𝘳𝘴𝘦𝘭𝘧 𝘵𝘰𝘨𝘦𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘳 𝘮𝘢𝘯! 𝘺𝘰𝘶'𝘳𝘦 𝘢 𝘱𝘳𝘰 𝘩𝘦𝘳𝘰 𝘧𝘰𝘳 𝘤𝘳𝘺𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘰𝘶𝘵 𝘭𝘰𝘶𝘥! 𝘔𝘈𝘕 𝘜𝘗 𝘈𝘓𝘙𝘌𝘈𝘋𝘠' kiri thought, taking a deep breath before closing his eyes, opened his mouth,

and grabbed his red wine filled glass and downed it in one swing.

y/n's eyes went wide as they saw their kiri start pounding on his chest to cover his cough, gently sliding their own drink towards his direction. kiri's eyes were hazed, glancing at the drink offered to him, he lightly shook his head to deny their offer.

"y/n.."

said person's eyes immediately sparked, their full attention on their partner, '𝘠𝘌𝘚?!?!!?!? 𝘐𝘚 𝘛𝘏𝘐𝘚 𝘐𝘛????? 𝘖𝘏 𝘗𝘓𝘌𝘈𝘚𝘌 𝘋𝘖𝘕𝘛 𝘉𝘌 𝘗𝘓𝘈𝘠𝘐𝘕𝘎 𝘞𝘐𝘛𝘏 𝘔𝘠 𝘏𝘌𝘈𝘙𝘛 𝘙𝘐𝘎𝘏𝘛 𝘕𝘖𝘞'

finally bringing a stop to his soft panting, kiri reached over and intertwined his hand with his lover's.

"throughout our four years spent together, i have only fallen for you more each day," he avoided making eye contact, "ever since I saw you back then in UA, I have done nothing but admire you.. You're the reason i'm able to smile every morning, noon and night."

he ran his thumb over the back of your hand, "you had me spellbound for eight years and counting, all because i've been bewitched ever since our first year.."

food already forgotten, the two could only focus on the other as nothing else matters in this moment, "I'm so happy to call you mine, and it brings tears of joy to my eyes when I know i'm yours.."

"so before i start to ramble again," reaching into his pocket, y/n let the tears stream down as they watched him hold out a tiny box infront of them, opening it with a flick of his thumb, he uttered the 5 words y/n has been anticipating..

"y/n.. will you marry me?"

he finally looked up to see eye to eye with his darling. he saw that y/n, literally sobbing at this point, couldn't stop themselves from sniffling every few seconds.

you could barely see kiri through your teary eyes, you felt him gently squeeze your hand in anticipation for your answer. to end their sniffling, y/n took a deep breath, squeezed his hand back..

and grabbed their own wine glass and downed it.

placing their glass down, y/n faced their slightly concerned kiri and showed him your wide teary eyed smile, "yes.. yes a million times!"

a toothy smile bloomed on kirishima's face almost instantly, so he was caught off guard when his 𝘯𝘰𝘸 fiance suddenly reached over the table and pulled him in for a kiss.

smiling to himself as he kissed back with just as much passion, he didn't even notice his own tears that ran down his face. kirishima was happy, he wouldn't have this night go any other way..

as he lost himself in their kiss, kirishima remembered.. why was he so nervous in the first place?

#kirishima eijirou #kirishima imagine #kirishima x y/n #proposal #kirishima x reader #Nervoushima #puppylove #say yes #bnha #bnha x reader #bnha kirishima #bnha prolosal #bnha prompt #x gn reader #gn reader #gender nuetral reader #kirishima x gn!reader #kirishima x gender neutral reader #they/them

[scarlet-traveler]

Whenever Katsuki came to Izuku’s door waving his Switch with an invitation to play a game long after his bedtime, it was always clear that something was bothering the blond. He worked through whatever was causing him duress by kicking Izuku’s butt at a video game of his choosing—better than the alternative of literally kicking his butt and risking them both having house arrest again, or worse.

Sometimes they would even talk about it. Not always; sometimes Katsuki would just stew in his feelings, and over time they would dissipate as he got lost in the game, but other times the thoughts would be too much and he would end up venting to Izuku about whatever was on his mind. He was proud, knowing that their relationship was at a point where Katsuki trusted him with his innermost thoughts.

So when his rival/friend showed up at his doorstep with a challenge of Puyo Puyo Tetris of all things, Izuku didn’t pry. He just let him in, grabbed his own console, and waited to see what Katsuki had to say this time.

“What do you think of Kirishima?”

Except that wasn’t what Izuku had been expecting at all. A random student who had particularly annoyed him during the day, poking fun at his past? Sure. An assignment he was nervous about? Maybe. But this?

His thumbs fumbled over the joystick, and the long piece he’d been about to place slammed down on the wrong spot, not getting the Tetris he wanted and also blocking up his next few moves. Next to him on the bed, Katsuku gave a derisive snort before sending several rows of garbage to Izuku’s screen.

“Aw man…” Izuku worked to clear some of it away before addressing the previous question. “What do you mean, what do I think of Kirishima?”

“I mean, what do you think of him?”

Izuku gave him a look. “That doesn’t clear anything up, Kacchan.”

“Just answer the damn question, nerd.”

“Well…” He ruminated on the question for a moment, the only sound between them the click of tetriminos slamming down and their characters’ battle cries. “...he’s a really nice person, and an amazing hero. I’ve noticed he’s been getting better in terms of his self-esteem in regards to his quirk, so he’s been able to push himself farther than he has before when he’s creating new ultimate moves—there was one I saw him trying out in training the other day and it was so cool! I forgot to ask him about it, I should do that tomorrow-”

“Deku,” Katsuki cut in, voice dripping with exasperation. Better than the fury he’d often aimed at him at the start of the year.

Still, Izuku flushed in embarrassment and muttered out a “sorry” before continuing. “But yeah, he’s a very capable hero, he’ll make it into the top ten for sure, especially since he’s so compassionate and gets along with pretty much anybody…but what do you think of him?”

Katsuki didn’t immediately answer. He also started making mistakes as he played, ones he usually wouldn’t. Izuku snuck a glance over; Katsuki’s eyes were locked onto the screen, but he looked distracted, his thumbs fumbling over the controls. What was most damning though was the bright red blush that stained his cheeks, illuminated by the flashing lights of the game.

Interesting.

Izuku paused the game, and that got Katsuki to snap out of his daze as he glared at the younger boy. “Oi, what the-”

“Kacchan, do you like Kirishima?”

Katsuki sputtered, “The fuck? Why the hell would I like that shitty-haired bastard?”

Izuku might have believed him if not for the flush spreading to the rest of Katsuki face and ears. Izuku cocked an eyebrow, looking at Katsuki in disbelief.

“I don’t!” Katsuki said, his voice rising a pitch in defense. “He’s a dumbass and a fucking himbo that I gotta help with class every goddamn day, and he always calls me ‘manly’ and shit whenever I do anything, which doesn’t make sense because all I did was explain basic fucking trig or some shit! And he’s always obsessing over his shitty hair and making sure his roots don’t show, and he makes me check them to make sure they’re not—which I do, otherwise I’m gonna hear his whining for the rest of the day. And he’s fucking smiley at anything that movies, like at the dogs he sees on patrol and when I make him something he likes for dinner and it’s fucking annoying! So no, for you information Deku, I don’t like that bastard.”

Katsuki’s chest was heaving from exertion after his miniature tirade, the red still ever present on his cheeks. Izuku just hummed, nodded, and with complete confidence said, “You know, that’s a lot of stuff to note about somebody you don’t like.”

Katsuki balked, opened his mouth, closed it, glared at Izuku with the power of a 100% Detroit Smash, before averting his gaze with a frown that looked more like a pout. “Fuck you.”

Izuku held back a snort, instead turning to fully face Katsuki. “I think it’s okay if you like Kirishima, you know. And I think you two would be a good match for each other! You’re already really good friends, and you balance each other out.”

While a small part of Izuku was a little envious of the friendship Katsuki had with Kirishima when their own had been shaky for the better part of ten years and was only starting to get better recently, the rest of him was glad that Katsuki had somebody like the redhead. Somebody who cared for him wholly, not for his quirk or his intelligence, but for him, rough edges and curse-riddled sentences and all.

“Whatever,” Katsuki mumbled shortly, but Izuku didn’t miss the soft look in his red gaze as he stared down at his lap, the small smile tugging at his lips. It only lasted for a brief moment before he was snatching his Switch back up, competitive smirk back on his face. “C’mon, lemme beat your ass real quick so I can go to bed.”

Izuku rolled his eyes but complied anyway. “You can’t beat me that easily, I’m good at this game t- how did you already send trash over?!”

Katsuki’s cackling could probably be heard across the entire second floor of the dorms. But he seemed better, so Izuku didn’t complain about the absolutely insane amount of garbage he had to clean up now. Not much, anyway.

~

“Hey, Midoriya!”

Izuku looked back, pausing in his walk back to the dorms as he saw Kirishima jogging up to him. “Hi Kirishima! Is everything okay?”

The redhead stopped next to him, slightly panting. Still, he had his usual bright smile as he nodded. “Yeah, everything’s fine! But um-” His smile turned sheepish then, his hand going up to scratch the back of his neck like he tended to do when he was nervous. “Is it cool if I talk to you for a minute? Alone…?”

His eyes flicked up to look over Izuku’s shoulder, and he looked back as well; Uraraka, Iida, Todoroki, and Tsuyu, who he had been walking with, were all still there, watching the exchange unfold. “Oh, sure. I”ll meet you guys back at the dorms.” He waved after his friends as they continued walking, and Izuku and Kirishima fell into step a ways back, trailing behind the rest of the class. “So, what’s going on?” It was a little strange for Kirishima to be coming to Izuku for help with something. Not that he minded, of course not! He was honored that his classmates felt that they could come to him in times of need, a far cry from middle school. But usually Kirishima would go to Katsuki, or Kaminari, or any of the rest of his own friend group.

“Nothing much.” Kirishima still looked nervous, and there was also a light pink tint to his cheeks now. “I just wanted to ask you something about Bakugou, since you’ve known him the longest and all.”

Ah. That made a lot more sense. It made Izuku more curious, though. “Okay…what about him? I don’t think he’d be very happy if I gave you embarrassing stories from our childhood.”

“Nah, it’s not that!” Kirishima laughed, before gaining a thoughtful expression. “I wouldn’t mind getting some of those, though, just between the two of us. But no, uh, I-I wanted to know how to impress him.”

Izuku blinked up at him. “Impress Kacchan?”

“Y-Yeah! Just, y’know, out of curiosity.” By his darkening face and the skin visible between his fingers that were still over the back of his neck, Izuku could deduce that Kirishima wanted to know for more than curiosity’s sake.

Izuku’s gaze drifted ahead, finding Katsuki near the front of the group. He was with Kaminari and Ashido, and even from this distance Izuku could tell that they were purposefully annoying him, Katsuki’s shouts heard several feet away, though the words were indecipherable. It wouldn’t have been as bad if Kirishima were up there with him instead of back here with Izuku, the redhead possessing a gift to mollify even the loudest Baku-rages without making Katsuki feel like he was in the wrong.

And that was the thing. Throughout their first year Izuku has seen the depth of Kirishima’s influence on Katsuki, their influence on each other. There was a hard-earned trust formed early on, an understanding of each other that Katsuki might not have initially noticed but it was still there. It was how they got along so well, how Kamino had ended in the best outcome imaginable. They just got each other. And after his talk with Katsuki the other night…

Kirishima was wanting to impress Katsuki, but he was the last person who needed to. Because he already had.

“Why don’t you try being yourself?” Izuku said aloud.

“Myself?” Kirishima’s head tilted, confusion evident on his face. “Why would he be impressed with just myself?”

Kacchan was right, he really is a himbo, Izuku thought.

“Well, Kacchan already likes you enough to call you his friend—not that he would use those exact words since he still acts like he’s allergic to friendship—and he seems closer to you than everybody else, so…” Izuku shrugged. “Yeah.”

Kirishima stared at Izuku with wide eyes like he’d told him the secrets of the universe—or maybe even those aforementioned embarrassing Katsuki stories—his mouth slightly agape, before his gaze was drawn to the boy in question. Katsuki had finally managed to fend off Kaminari and Ashido, and he was stomping up the stairs to the doors of Heights Alliance. Before he went inside his gaze turned out to the school grounds, narrowed eyes sweeping the class before they landed on the redhead. They held each other’s gaze for a brief moment, but it was long enough for Izuku to see the happy grin on Kirishima’s face as he waved, the softening of Katsuki’s eyes and the reddening of his cheeks as he gave a little wave back before hurrying inside.

Kirishima lowered his hand, staring after the closing door with a look Izuku could only describe as positively lovesick, drooping eyes, dopey smile and all. “Yeah…maybe you’re right.” He turned a giddy smile Izuku’s way. “Thanks, man! I really appreciate it!” And with a hard clap of a hand on Izuku shoulder Kirishima was running off toward Heights Alliance. Chasing Katsuki down, no doubt.

Izuku shook his head as he watched him go, but he couldn’t help but smile. Katsuki and Kirishima really would be good for each other. Izuku just hoped that their conversations with him would help them confess their feelings for the other sooner rather than later.

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Fic written for @krbkevents KRBK Month 2023 Day 29: Mutual Pining! Also on AO3, let me know what you think!

#mha #bakugou katsuki #kirishima eijirou #kiribaku #krbk #midoriya izuku #krbk month 2023 #krbk events #mutual pining #mha fanfiction #fanfic #traveler writes

[vanishingstarrs]

boxed red hair dye

pro hero!eijiro kirishima aka red riot x quirkless!reader, sfw, brief suggestion at the end, established relationship

( note: don’t know if this has been done before but kiri and his box dye and having to do this every time his roots start to show to be able to keep up with his established hero persona has been living in my head rent free as of late </3 )

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They’d all been warned. Get ahead of yourself, don’t think about the implications and you could be stuck with a name for the entirety of your pro hero career. Eijiro knew that when he chose a name in homage to his idol, Crimson Riot, and though he could never bring himself to regret that decision, he did begin to wonder if it was maybe time for a rebranding.

He stood in front of the mirror in the bathroom, his boxed red hair dye in his signature color a mere inches away from where he was gripping the edge of the sink as he contemplated. His time as the Sturdy Hero: Red Riot had helped him through a lot— those moments back in high school, it helped him to impersonate the person he’d yet to become. Now he could safely claim the confidence the name and hair color had only briefly provided back then. He was manly, brave, and heroic…

He remembered you joking once:

“You know… when a girl dyes her hair red it typically means she’s going through something, heartbroken, or maybe just a little hurt.” You’d laughed as you watched him retouch his roots while sat on top the bathroom sink, claiming you just wanted to spend more time with him.

Maybe that’d been him back then too. He had been going through a lot of self doubt; hurt by the fact that he could barely bring himself to stand up to a couple of bullies, much less an actual villain, while claiming to want to be a pro hero one day.

Rebrands weren’t completely unheard of, though they weren’t always accepted with open arms. They were a lot of work; for managers, the merch team, and a lot of fans might refuse to call him by a new name given the years he’s already spent as Red Riot. He sighed.

“You okay?” You walked into the bathroom and jumped up onto the sink like you always did when he did these dyeing sessions. You turned your nose up slightly at the box of bleach and hair dye, that stuff always stunk up a storm in your shared bathroom.

“Yeah, just thinkin’…”

“About…?” You placed your hand atop his and the grip he held on the white marble sink relaxed, his thumb swiped over your knuckles, something he always did whenever you reached for his hand.

“I don’t think I wanna dye my hair anymore— I mean, look at what I’ve done to it, not yet thirty and I’ve already got pretty thin hair, all the bleaching and the styling products… I don’t exactly wanna go bald. Don’t think you’d like it either— wait, are you into bald guys? Because that’s what we might be lookin’ at here in just a few years, babe. Plus… ah, I don’t know, I’ve just kinda been wanting a change anyway.”

You chuckled,“One: you won’t go bald, two: even if you did, I’d still love you. Sure, I love the way you look, but I’m not shallow, I’m with you for what’s in here.” You placed your other hand over his heart,“You’re the sweetest guy I’ve ever known, you make me laugh like no other, I love being with you. I love you. Red hair, black hair… no hair…” Eijiro and you both laughed at that last part,“I’ll love you regardless.”

“I love you too, doll, and thanks.” He took the dye and the bleach both into his hands and placed them in the cabinet below the sink,“You think my fans will be mad?”

“Nope.” You shook your head and smiled at him,“Why would they? You’re still Red Riot, still the legendary Sturdy Hero that doesn’t hesitate to jump in front of flying bullets.”

He realized then that he didn’t have to change his hero name, it didn’t have to be a big pain for everyone. Sure, his fans might grumble at the fact that he won’t sport his signature red hair anymore, but it was his hair and he wasn’t fond of it anymore. Perhaps he’d just outgrown it, he could always say that. Then what you said hit him and he shrugged,“I don’t know, babe, that’s easy to do when you’re bulletproof.”

“Nuh uh.” Another shake of your head,“Not easy to do, bulletproof or not, you’re brave for all that you do and they’ll say the same even if you no longer keep your hair flaming.”

“Literally! Look how burnt it is!” He tugged the strands down in front of his eyes to look at the ends, he gave a relieved sigh this time as he moved to stand in front of you, hands on your thighs while he smiled at you,“Guess I better go out and grab a couple of boxes of black instead, you need me to bring anything else back?”

“I don’t need anything…” a thought entered your mind as your eyes lingered on the cabinet he’d opened and closed a few mere moments ago, to distract him you offered up an idea,“Hey, why not go to a salon instead? Get it done professionally! Maybe you can get it cut while you’re there, wouldn’t hurt to start fresh and say goodbye to split ends.”

“I have split ends too?!” He dove right back to the mirror, running out of the bathroom with his keys in hand and shoes half slipped into before you could point out everything that was currently wrong with his hair, but not before he stopped mid panic to kiss you goodbye and thank you again for being so reassuring and accepting of everything that he did.

You were his rock, after all.

While he was gone, you took it upon yourself to take out the boxed red hair dye again and endure the stench it left behind as you scarcely thought about what you were doing to your own virgin strands of hair as you put it through the round of bleach (luckily, it only took one as your hair was already pretty light) and then the store bought dye. You were just finishing up with styling your new hair and heading out toward the living room when you heard the door opening and closing and Eijiro’s voice.

“Babe! Come check me out, I look hot!”

His back was turned to you as he undid the laces of his shoes,“I think you’ll really like this new haircut—”

You were momentarily distracted by the fact that this was your first time seeing him with his natural hair color, it really made his eyes pop. The very slight undercut was an added bonus, you always found those to look really good. He hadn’t cut too much of his length, just what was necessary in order to grow out new and healthy hair. He truly did look hot.

His jaw was on the floor when you finally made eye contact with him, Eijiro walked up to you and picked up a curled piece of hair to see if it was really red or he’d gone crazy and was seeing things,“Baby… are we okay? Are you going through something and I’ve just been self centered and clueless over here?”

“No!” You laughed at the fact that he still remembered what you’d told him all those years ago the first time you found out his red hair wasn’t actually natural (though you’d always had your suspicions because hello!!!!! Flaming red hair?! Midoriya’s green locks were already a stretch and you only believed that because his mother happened to sport the same do). “We’re great, amazing— I just thought… I don’t know, you were pretty conflicted and this way at least one of us still has the red hair and you won’t miss it too bad… you don’t like it?”

Your heart dropped, maybe this wasn’t such a good idea…

“No! I mean— yes!” He quickly corrected himself as he gawked over you, quick to offer his compliments as he took your hand and twirled you slowly while he took it all in, looking one more second away from kneeling at your feet to worship you,“Baby, I love it, I was just surprised, but God, you really can rock anything.”

“Even the bald look?” You teased as he stopped inspecting your hair and brought you in closer by taking hold of your hips.

“Well…”

You smacked his chest playfully as he laughed loud while teasing you for stealing his thunder, bringing your attention back to his new haircut. The whole reason for all of this to begin with.

Now you were the one left with a slack jaw as he sheepishly did a 360 when you demanded to see the back of his head, he was sitting in the salon chair when he remembered your reaction to seeing Bakugou with an undercut and remembered feeling a little jealous.

He’d debated with the hair stylist for fifteen minutes before finally the man next to him turned and told him he could always get over a bad haircut (especially with a girlfriend as supportive as the one he’d been gushing about), but he’d regret it for life if he never even gave it a shot.

Sporting the new style now, he was thankful to his best friend for the inspiration and to the man for butting in when he couldn’t decide which choice to make, even more so when you wasted no time bringing him down for a heated kiss that quickly led to you both using your couch for activities other than sitting down to watch a movie. No care for the fact that your shared bedroom was just right at the end of the hall.

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bonus… titanium

( try and tell me kiri didn’t jam out to this song after ep68, you can’t because he 100% did )

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“I’M BULLETPROOF! NOTHING TO LOOSE! FIRE AWAY! FIRE AWAY.”

Both you and Eijiro sung at the top of your lungs as you jumped around your living room later that night when a sudden burst of energy hit you and you did another spontaneous thing by asking (though it was more like telling) him to dance with you, both more than content and not a care in the world as to how your new looks would be received by his fans or your shared group of friends. You had each other, and he’d never be able to thank you enough for everything you did for him.

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#mha #bnha #my hero academia #eijiro kirishima #eijiro kirishima x reader

[yanderes-galore]

Your Yandere prompts screams kirishima to me 20.) "I've been waiting too long for this...."21.) "Photos and trinkets only do so much, dear!" (Maybe pro hero or 3rd year kiri finally has the reader all to himself and no one would suspect the sweet , lovable Red Riot to have kidnapped his classmate ?) 💗💗💗

Sure! I haven't written MHA in a while or watched it in a bit so if anything is out of character, I apologize! Pro hero Kirishima and aged up as usual!

Accidentally just made it angsty which I doubt is what you wanted, so I am sorry on that- I can see this request in a more unhinged Kirishima way, though this bluntly delusional version I think is good too. Either way, hope you liked it ^^

Yandere! Eijiro Kirishima Prompts 20 + 21

"I've been waiting too long for this...."

"Photos and trinkets only do so much, dear!"

Pairing: Romantic

Possible Trigger Warnings: Gender-Neutral Darling, Obsession, Stalking, Picture taking mentioned, Theft mentioned, Kidnapping, Angst and lots of it, Toxic behavior, Paranoia, Overprotective behavior, Delusional behavior.

No one would expect a thing, how could they?

No one looked at Red Riot and thought he had a dark side. He's so outgoing, honest, and kind hearted! That's why when tragedy struck and he swooped in to help, no one thought anything of it.

It's not like anyone would know if someone went missing afterwards, yeah? That fight with that villain caused a ton of damage! Anyone could've died in the crossfire!

That may be why no one found you yet.

Kirishima, your old classmate, was good at keeping up appearances. He makes friends so easily and claims to go by a code of chivalry. Is this chivalry?

Kidnapping your old classmate because you had feelings for them years ago?

The red haired man who visited your little cage every day made your blood boil. He goes on and on about how he'll provide for you, how he'll be manly enough to be your boyfriend.

It would be flattering if he didn't take you by force.

You were forced to sit in a little room. Door always locked with a bed, chair, and wardrobe in the room. This was all you saw while you healed from your wounds.

You thought he took you in out of kindness. To heal after being attacked by a villain. Then he never let you leave....

He had played hero in front of the crowd, coming in to pick you out of the rubble. While everyone else thought you were safe... you were not. Red Riot had other plans.

It was skillful planning if you think about it.

No one suspected a thing.

"I've been waiting too long for this...."

Was this his idea of a romantic fantasy? Locking you in his home and claiming he loves you? You're disgusted by the fact he acts like this is normal.

"I've loved you for years...! We've just been so busy with school I never got to say it- But... my feelings haven't changed!"

"How is kidnapping me a way to confess to me? After all this time?"

"It... it wasn't kidnapping! I was helping you after the battle. You were injured, so I kept you until you healed...!"

"Well, I'm healed now. Yet you refuse to let me go."

"Come on, (Y/N)... don't do this! I promise I'll be the best for you.... I don't want you getting hurt again, y'know?"

You glare at him in defiance, earning a frown from the pro hero. Due to the public seeing him as this great hero... they'll never know about you. You, who's locked away like some precious doll who'd break so easily.

"I'm sorry... I know this isn't the right thing to do. Not even close to it. But... I really have been waiting to provide for you like this."

"What do you mean?"

You ask him, not sure if you want to know the answer. You see his eyes widen and his cheeks flush, your captor acting like an embarrassed child. He seems nervous for a moment but he sits closer to you in the chair in front of your bed. You keep your distance and allow him to speak.

"U-Um... when we were still in school together, I could see you every day. Then we graduated and... got busy."

He clears his throat, shaking his head. It's like he wants to say what he's saying but is hesitating.

He knows his behavior is wrong, yet yearning for your love is so much stronger than his morals.

"I... have a few things of yours that I like to keep. They remind me of you and that gave me the confidence to commit to my career!"

He laughs slightly, trying to make light of the situation. Obviously, with your now concerned face, it wasn't working.

"I love you so much... that I even kept some photos of you. I'm not the best with a camera though I think they came out very well."

Kirishima then sighs, fidgeting with his fingers.

"Photos and trinkets only do so much, dear...."

The so-called hero then looks up to see you stare at him with terrified eyes.

"You planned this-"

You shake, pressing yourself against the wall by the bed.

"You've been stalking me... waiting for just the right moment to take me here...."

"Woah, woah...! I assure you I never meant to-"

"Listen to yourself, Eijiro! You KIDNAPPED me, you can't deny that! The stalking, too-"

"Listen to ME, (Y/N)!"

Kirishima snaps, soon taking a deep breath to calm down. He shouldn't scare you....

"... I did this to protect you. I'm meant to protect you. I do this because I love you. I know it's not like your traditional hero behavior... I just want you to know I don't want to scare you."

"Let me go-"

"You know I can't do that... not after this."

"Why...? If you love me so much... why do you neglect me this?"

Kirishima looks genuinely sad at what you said. He may not have bad intentions... though this is still wrong. You're still scared of him for it.

"You could get hurt. Besides... I worked hard to be the best man for you. I worked hard to get us together.... Just... be patient, please."

He holds your hands, despite you trying to pull away. He wants you to love him. However, he fears he's rushed things....

How dare he call himself a man...

How dare he call himself your hero.

The room grows silent. Kirishima looks to be feeding himself delusions to reassure he's doing the right thing. It's sad, really.

Sad to see such a hero give into his dark desires...

Sad to see you suffer due to such delusions...

Sad that no one would believe you if you told anyone.

While Kirishima may claim he feels love for you, it's toxic. He's stalked you, he's stolen from you, he's kidnapped you...

He's delusional about you.

You curse at how pitiful you feel. Stuck in this situation all because of him. He could follow through with what he says, promising to treat you well, yet you still wouldn't be happy.

You only want your freedom...

He'd never make you happy without it.

#yandere my hero academia #yandere mha #yandere kirishima #yandere eijiro

[dynamitedemonlord999]

Furry-butt Situation

Katsuki turns into a cat and you’re a cat lover? Whatever shall happen at UA with all the new cat dander and anger?

Part of a short series

Capter 1:

“Aww ya sure you don’t wanna go?” Denki whined as he looked into your e/c-ed eyes. “Nah, I’ve got too much homework. But I’m sure you guys will have fun at the mall.” You looked up from a notebook for one of your classes and smiled to the Bakusquad. Bakugou scoffed as he rolled his eyes whilst everyone booed. “I’m not going either.” He said as he closed one of the books he had been reading and turned to put it in his bag. “No way man you’re not missing the new restaurant that opened up. I hear they’ve got super spicy foods there!” Kirishima smiled as he held onto his friend’s shoulder. With that being said along with his homework already finished and his second training completed. Bakugou really could use for a quick dinner. Rolling his eyes once more he groaned “Fine. Just don’t waste my time extras. Or else I’ll burn you all to nothing tomorrow.” Bakugou said as he stood up and put the strap over his shoulder. “Bye have fun you guys.” You smiled warmly as you waved to the group. They waved at you and wished you luck with the rest of your assignment as they exited the library you all studied at time from time. You sighed to yourself in relief. As much as you liked hanging out with your friends, you also enjoyed your alone time. Taking out a pair of headphones/earphones you scrolled onto your phone and chose your favorite music/podcast to listen to and continued with your work. ‘Maybe if I finish early I can join them.’ You thought to yourself as you began to scribble away on your paper.

”C’mon man cheer up!” Kirishima chirped as he lightly hit Katsuki’s shoulder. Katsuki hit his friend back “Yeah right, this is just a waste of time-“ “Dude! Food’s important. Besides it’s not like it’ll ruin your precious schedule.” “Oi! Having a schedule is a practice of good discipline!” “Alright alright man!” Kirishima laughed as the group continued to make their way to the restaurant. “I’m so excited! OOOH! What if they have boba?!” Mina let out a girlish squeal. While walking Katsuki noticed there was a black haired girl with a beenie of a cat on the top of her head. She hurriedly was tapping on her phone as she looked down and wasn’t paying attention to where she was walking, about to walk into Katsuki himself. Clicking his tounge he barked “OI! Watch it extra!” He shoved his shoulder into her and pushed her away. Jumping the girl let out a small ‘eep!’ ans partially tripped. Some strange orange sparkles left her hand as Katsuki moved away from her. Not realizing the clinging substance as within a second it disappeared onto his body. Blinking she looked at her hands as she felt her quirk activate by accident upon being startled. “Bakubro! That wasn’t very manly- sorry about him.” Kirishima turned and apologized, “He’s a bit grouchy. Are you alright?” The girl looked into his eyes for a moment with her green and blue eyes, then she blinked and looked back to where she was going. “Uhm yea.” Turning back she nodded “Im ok, thank you.” Returning to what she was doing the girl walked down the hall and disappeared into the crowd. “Have a good day!” Kirishima called out and caught up with his friends in the restaurant.

It wasn’t long after getting a seat did Katsuki start to feel- strange. A bit unwell as it was some shivers and a small itch here or there. Pushing it aside as it didn’t affect him Katsuki drank some water while half listening to the group’s conversation. But as he continued to sit there and look at the menu briefly he suddenly felt a wave come over him. His hands were sweating more than normal as he felt a fever coming on, his body began to tingle which made him fight the increasingly strengthening fever. Gritting his teeth he knew something was wrong and even his head was getting woozy. “Hey man- you ok? You look pale.” Kirishima asked Katsuki quietly, with that Katsuki stood up without warning and marched to the restroom quickly. Worried he was getting sick and about to puke as his whole body didn’t feel right. Rarely did Katsuki get sick.

Shocing past people Katsuki walked into and slammed a door close. Katsuki’s vision and body shook as his breaths became more and more shallow ‘Am I going to pass out? What the hell’s wrong with me?’ He questioned as he was coming in and out of it. Turning around he felt weak as his back hit the wall. ‘Knock knock’ “Bakubro- you ok in there?” He heard from sounded to be far away Kirishima ask him. Katsuki’s vision turned black as suddenly he felt weightless. The only thing he heard was the sound of something heavy fall, as he felt the cold ground touch his skin. With that, Katsuki saw his world turn black and the funny yet unsettling feeling in his body take over like a plague.

#MHA fanfic #Bakugou x reader #cat bakugou #cat MHA

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MHA Jealousy Headcanons [Part 2]

Ft. Bakugo, Todoroki, Kirishima & Kaminari [SFW]

[Part 1]

Bakugo Katsuki:

If anyone is sure in there own abilities it's this dude.

He knows he's the best. Knows he's got what it takes to be #1.

So what gets him jealous? You thinking someone else is the best at something.

(Anything really.)

One day during training you were paired with Todoroki.

Bakugo was not crazy about you sparring with Icyhot but he trusts you and has plenty of confidence in himself when it comes to you.

However as he was going head to head with Kirishima nearby, he overheard your conversation with that half and half bastard once your session was over.

"That was great, Todoroki. You're the best!"

(What you meant was that he was the best for being the first to volunteer to spar with you, but Bakugo didnt know that.)

That comment made him falter so much that Kirishima immediately rocked him with his southpaw.👊🏻

Eijirou was so surprised that his hit landed. He always expects Bakugo to block.

Even though Katsuki was thrown back a few steps he was still on his feet.

"Bro, you good? Sorry dude!"

Bakugo wasn't listening though. His eyes were narrowed at you and Todoroki heading towards the locker rooms.

Todoroki Shouto:

Just like with Bakugo there's not too much that gets Todoroki jealous when it comes to you.

However something he's found that makes him jealous is when you compliment someone else's abilities.

He knows it stems from his own self esteem and insecurities.

He knows you love him and keep him on a pedestal.

But sometimes it gets turned around as it twists in his guts and comes out as jealousy.

One example is when you two are out for a walk during a rare day off from Hero work.

He's got a ball cap on in an attempt to hide the recognizable two-toned hair color atop his head.

You run into a guy you knew growing up. The son of a close family friend.

He's leaving a convenience store as you two walk by when you suddenly meet.

He's bravely got his small child resting on his shoulders, who's sucking down a quickly melting ice cream popsicle.

As you catch up he speaks alot of the child, and you make a casual comment to your friend.

"Aww, that's so cute. You're such a great dad!"

Now this is something Shouto immediately picked up on.

Based on how he grew up, would he make a good father?

Would you even want to have kids with him knowing his bloodline?

That's when the insecurity mutated itself into jealousy.😕

There was no hiding the dark look appearing on his face.

His whole aura must have changed because you took notice.

He could tell by the way you squeezed his hand.

You didn't look at him right away so he could gather himself, but he knew you were regarding him in your periphery.

The gesture did indeed break him from his thoughts.

He was still looking at you a moment later when you turned and flashed him a warm smile.

He really does love you with everything he has.

Kirishima Eijirou:

This guy has had his fair share of insecurities.

Throughout your friendship turned relationship you've always done your best to reassure him, and for the most part you were successful.

Kirishima's normally so cheerful and caring with you.

(With everyone, really.)

The thing that gets this man jealous? Someone else being manly for you.

You're in the the common room sitting on one of the couches.

Your boyfriend had gone to the kitchen to get a snack, again, and was coming back over to join you.

He watched as you leaned over to the coffee table to grab one of the magazines sitting there when you let out a loud shriek.

You clamored to sit atop the back of the couch as you frantically pointed to the table.

One of the biggest spiders you had ever seen was crawling right where you almost touched.🕷

Kirishima made a move to rush over and help you but ended up stopped in his tracks.

Kaminari was closer.

"Got it!", he called out as he grabbed a different nearby magazine and rolled it up before smashing the hell outta the poor creature.

You let out a relieved sigh at once again being in a freakishly big spider free zone.

"Thanks Denki! You're my hero."

He knew you didn't mean anything by it, but only meant it as a general thanks to your mutual friend.

However between that comment and the blush accompanying the proud smile on Kaminari's face, your boyfriend could only stand there staring on as his manly blood began to boil.

That is until you turned to give him a loving smile and a wave.

He melted right there in his spot.

Kaminari Denki:

This guy loves making you laugh and does so on a daily basis.🤣

Your laughter sounds like the singing of angels to him.

So what gets him super jealous is someone else being the reason you find something so humorous.

For instance, you were walking towards Heights Alliance with the Bakusquad.

Kaminari and you were holding hands as usual, but you were chatting with Sero who walked along the other side of you.

He was telling you a story about something funny he was looking at online and making comments about it.

Kaminari had a smile on his face until he heard you laugh out loud at whatever he told you.

"Oh my God, Sero. That's so funny! You're hilarious!"

He didn't even remember what it is, but it couldn't have been that funny. Right?

He squeezed your hand a little tighter just like the jealousy squeezed at his heart in his chest.

You turned to look at him and saw that he kept his eyes ahead.

You knew him too well and squeezed his hand back to bring his attention to you.

When he looked down you gave him a reassuring smile before turning to Sero and telling him that was as good as the stuff Kaminari sends you.

"Denki always has the funniest stuff for me.", you make sure to say.

#bnha #mha #mha headcanons #mha x reader #bakugo katsuki #todoroki shouto #kirishima eijirou #kaminari denki

[cltrln3]

A Royal in Knead Chapter 1

Just about three days ago, news regarding Prince Bakugou Katsuki from the Kingdom of Xevalon’s disappearance had spread throughout most of the neighboring kingdoms like wildfire, and the shocking turn of events had become the talk of Ceoterra Kingdom since then.

Since the time Kirishima had first caught wind of the news while he was out shopping for groceries, he would occasionally hear bystanders talking as they’d wonder aloud what could have caused the prince to disappear just a month before his marriage to Princess Uraraka Ochako from the Kingdom of Oraedia.

Unconsciously, no matter how hard he tried keeping himself away from political matters, Kirishima would find himself drawn to those conversations, listening in on them with a curious ear each and every time.

For some reason, ever since the moment he caught a glimpse of the prince during one of his visits to Ceoterra Kingdom, Kirishima had unwittingly become intrigued with how the prince’s eyes had somehow shined brightly even when he looked bored out of his mind, and the fact that he looked absolutely handsome in his royal attire certainly doesn’t help matters as well because damn…

The prince somehow made royal attires look astoundingly attractive to him, and Kirishima didn’t think it was possible since he figured that he was more into the shirtless type.

But, of course, he was proven wrong, and he was now pathetically hung up for a man far beyond his reach with no signs of moving on from someone who was virtually unknown to him, a silly thing his heart had decided to put him through.

Even though he considered his feelings to be manly, it was foolish how his heart had lurched in his chest upon learning that the blond was to be engaged, something which only escalated the moment he felt the feeling of dread the instant he heard that the prince had disappeared, and sometimes he couldn’t help but hate it —

The way he let himself get so affected by someone who didn’t even know that he existed.

Right now, it was currently one of those instances Kirishima hated his lovesick self as he would like nothing more than for his tired body to give out and fall asleep, yet his mind had the bright idea of conjuring up thoughts of a certain prince which had kept persistently circulating throughout his mind, keeping him awake even up to four in the morning.

Deciding that he had enough of tossing and turning in bed, Kirishima got up from his bed, throwing on a shirt and a pair of sweatpants before he padded his way downstairs to the bakery.

When he exited out of the shop, he was instantly met by the feeling of the strong breeze tickling his cheek, and he relished in it, knowing it was exactly what his sleepy brain would need to kickstart his day with energy.

Walking along the streets, Kirishima could already feel the tiredness of his body fading away with every step he would take through the vacant sidewalks, though his drowsiness remained even as he was allowing his crimson eyes to freely wander about to survey his surroundings.

In the midst of his surveying, however, Kirishima caught sight of a blur of what seemed to be a person lying face first on the ground, and his walking had come to an immediate halt as the redhead found himself rooted to his spot.

Cautiously, Kirishima approached the blur, his suspicions confirmed to be right the moment he found that the ‘blur’ was indeed a person.

In this case, the person appeared to be a man around his age with dark brown hair and tattered clothes.

“Hey, you okay there, man?” Kneeling down beside the unconscious man, Kirishima shook the man none too lightly by his shoulders to no avail as the man merely let out a groan, showing little signs of rousing.

Without considering the consequences, Kirishima scooped the man up into his arms, his heart inadvertently skipping a beat upon feeling the man nuzzling into his chest, though he paid it little mind as he broke into a sprint to head back towards the safety of his home, doing his best to keep the man comfortable in his arms.

Upon returning back home, the redhead wasted little time in placing the man down onto his bed, making sure that the sheets were placed securely enough to keep the other protected from the cold, before sitting himself down on the nearby chair beside the bed.

Unknowingly, Kirishima reached a hand out to gently caress the man’s cheek, noting how soft the stranger’s cheek was, and his heart raced in his chest for the second time that day at that.

Though, before he could continue in his shameless checking out of the man, his body had other ideas as he could feel sleep tugging at his eyes, desperately begging him for sleep.

Not one to deny his body of what it desperately wanted at the very moment, Kirishima pulled back, reclining his back to the chair, and he didn’t even have to wait an eternity for sleep to come this time around.

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The sensation of his back being slammed harshly on the ground urged Kirishima to stir from his little nap, and he peeled his eyes open to see piercing golden eyes glaring down at him none too kindly.

With his limbs pinned and immobilized, Kirishima was left at the mercy of the man he had brought to his home mere hours ago.

From how the other was acting, it was obvious that one single wrong word from Kirishima’s lips would undoubtedly place himself in deeper trouble, so he started threading carefully in search for the wisest possible thing to say in his current circumstance, only to fail miserably not even a second later when his mouth had stupidly chosen to blurt out “Um, hi.”

As expected, the redhead’s oh so ‘wise’ choice of words had only served to aggravate the man further who had subsequently tightened his grip on his wrists, keeping him pinned more powerfully on the wooden hard tile. “Don’t you dare pull the ‘Um, hi’ bullshit at me. You better fuckin’ fess up right now— Where the hell am I, and the fuck do you want from me? “

“Chill, man. I assure you that I don’t have any ill intentions at all.” Had his arms not been pinned, Kirishima would’ve placed them in a placating gesture. “A few hours ago, while I was having an early morning stroll, I found you passed out on the streets, and it’s not like I could just leave you there, so I took you here to my home.”

At his response, the glare in the other’s golden eyes eased a bit, fixing him an unreadable stare as if studying him to find any signs of deceit; all the while Kirishima was trying his best not to falter under the man’s fervent scrutiny even as his cheeks burned red upon noticing a certain observation about the man—

He shared the same hairstyle as Prince Bakugou Katsuki.

Enraptured in his lovestruck musings, Kirishima had only been jolted back into reality the moment when the man decided to move away from him, thankfully releasing him from the pinned position that he had been subjected to.

Then, the man averted his gaze to the ground, a slight tinge of pink dusting his cheeks as he awkwardly mumbled under his breath “Tch, fine. You’re spared for now.”

“That’s good to know I guess.” Kirishima chuckled a bit at the man’s amusing way of ‘thanking’ someone, before the tone of his voice turned grave. “So, uh, why were you in that sort of situation to begin with?”

“None of your fuckin’ business.” At his question, the man had once again leveled him with a glare as he proceeded to announce “I’m leavin’.”

“You can’t just leave!” Kirishima cried out, his arm instinctively reaching out to hold the other back. “I have a feeling in my gut that if I let you leave— something bad would happen, and I can’t risk that.”

“Fuck off, Shitty Hair.” The man barked, and then he bristled, “Earlier was just a damn fluke ‘cuz I accidentally spent all the money I had and fuck- “

Midway, the man abruptly cut himself off as if the realization that he had inadvertently revealed too much information had just struck, and he was making an attempt to salvage the situation.

Yet, the damage was already done as Kirishima had repeated in horror “You spent all your money?”

His question went ignored as the man made a move to head towards the door, but Kirishima swiftly secured his hold on the man, effectively halting the man from leaving. “I can help!”

“I don’t need your damn charity!” The man hissed in anger, thrashing around in Kirishima’s hold.

“It wouldn’t be charity if it’d be a help to me as well.” Kirishima insisted, huffing under the weight of the struggling man he had been restraining.

At that, the man stilled, swiveling his head around to question him with confusion written all over his face. “Hah? The hell do you mean?”

“I own the bakery downstairs, and we’ve been trying to find more employees lately.” Kirishima elaborated, going on a ramble. “If you want, you could work there. I mean it doesn’t have to be a permanent thing; maybe at least until you earn enough money. You can even stay here upstairs. I have an extra room and- “

Much to Kirishima’s surprise, the man interrupted him to voice his unexpected compliance to the redhead’s offer. “Fine, but only for the money, and then I’d be out of your hair before you know it.”

“Gotcha.” Kirishima grinned, freeing the man from restraining grip he had put him in. “I’m Kirishima Eijirou, and would it be alright for me to know the name of my new employee?”

“Fujimura Kousuke.” The man— Fujimura, supplied curtly.

“Nice to meet you. Fujimura.” Kirishima smiled warmly at his new employee, extending a hand for the brunet to shake.

After a moment, Fujimura accepted the handshake almost uncertainly. “Nice to meet you too or whatever.”

At the newfound source of warmth pooling in his hand, Kirishima could have sworn that his heart had skipped a beat in his chest, something which lasted only a short while because Fujimura had already wrenched his hand away from the handshake.

“When is the start?” Out of nowhere, Fujimura spoke up, causing a startled Kirishima to almost jump from where his feet were planted on the floor.

“Huh?”

“The job.” Fujimura clarified with a sliver of annoyance. “When do I start?”

“Oh, it depends on when you’d want it to be,” Kirishima replied, making note of the time when he said, “But I can show you the ropes right after we shower and eat breakfast.”

“You better not be a shitty teacher, Shitty Hair.”

Kirishima assured firmly then, “I won’t, promise.”

“We’ll see about that.” Fujimura mused before sharply changing the subject. “Anyway, something tells me that I shouldn’t trust you in the damn kitchen, so I’m doing the cooking here.”

“Hey, wait!” Kirishima yelled in protest, chasing after the brunet who was now dashing off downstairs.

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“Die!” Fujimura screamed, violently kneading the dough with such force that the baker’s table had rattled ever so slightly, a far cry from how he acted while he was cooking earlier— calm and poise.

“Calm down, man.” Kirishima piped up from his spot beside the brunet. “You don’t have to be so rough with the dough.”

“Shut up. I can do whatever the fuck I want.” Fujimura growled, not even bothering to turn around to cast him a glare, completely immersed in his task of kneading the dough.

“Hmm, well, if you say so.” Kirishima shrugged, and then he whistled as he observed “You sure learn quickly, dude. It looks like you already got the hang of kneading.”

“Tch, well, it ain’t too hard.” Fujimura grumbled under his breath, testing the dough with his fingers, before he had then announced “It’s good to go now.”

“Let me check just to be sure.” Kirishima took over, pressing an expert finger into the dough. “Well, it looks about alright. Good call, Fujimura.”

“ ‘The fuck is the next step we gotta do?” Fujimura asked, his expression neutral yet a glimmer of pride was evident all the while from how the other’s head had been tilted back ever so slightly.

“We’ll have to let the dough rest for a while.” Kirishima explained, handing Fujimura some plastic food wrap. “Here’s a plastic wrap that you could use to cover the dough with.”

Without further ado, Fujimura wasted no time in laying the dough into a bowl as he then proceeded to encase it with plastic wrap, all of which were accomplished with masterful movements far beyond someone who had just begun baking.

Grabbing the bowl, Kirishima had taken it upon himself to place it in the refrigerator, stepping back once the deed was done. “Now, all we have to do is rest the dough for about thirty minutes, and then we could move forward to the next step.”

Fujimura made a noncommittal grunt at that, and they had soon lapsed into an awkward silence as the minutes passed by wherein the only sound filling the room was the ticking clock from behind them.

Before Kirishima knew it, his mouth was already moving on its own in a bid to break the silence. “So, where did you learn how to bake like that?” “Hah? The hell do you mean?” Fujimura barked, his voice rising an octave higher.

“Oh, well, it’s obvious from how you move that you’ve been baking for a while now.” Kirishima stated. “Not only that, but you’re really good at cooking as well, and I’m curious to know where you learned how to cook and bake like that. “

“The fuck does it matter to you?” Fujimura snarled, scowling at him. “We agreed on me working for you; not for us to be fuckin’ buddy-buddy and shit.”

“Right, sorry about that.” Kirishima was quick to apologize guiltily. “I got carried away with all the questions. I promise that it won’t happen again.”

“It’s whatever.” Fujimura huffed out, marching forward to the refrigerator to fetch the bowl from it. “Let’s just finish baking those breads.”

“Yeah.” Kirishima agreed, and they went back to what they were doing before with him instructing Fujimura to knead the dough once more.

Only this time, though, there was an unspoken amount of tension in the air lingering between him and Fujimura which couldn’t seem to dissipate no matter how had tried to lighten up the atmosphere, and all Kirishima could do was hope that things would improve before the day’s end.

After all, it wouldn't do him good if he were to be on bad terms with his newest employee.

#mha #fanfiction #A Royal in Knead #kiribaku #krbk #royalty au #slow burn

[erithel]

This is a different perspective but could the popularity of Keith's characterization be contributing to how Lance's is view. I swear every new show has a Keith in it but not many have a Lance. That lone wolf orphan bad boy with a heart of gold is everywhere. It's easy to write cause there's so many variations of it already written that we've read a billion times. (And I love them all)

But not Lance's characterization, it's not as common in other media. People are not as exposed to the depths that his characterization can have. This results in him being portrayed like every other character.

And the farther away we get from the show the worse it gets. People who say they haven't watched it in years or those who say they haven't watched at all are common now. They have their reasons but it makes it hard to remember details of Lance's character if you don't.

This is just how it looks to me but I'm right there with anon. So many fics leave me with an itch unscratch because Lance was not our beloved Lance.

So this is interesting.

And this could play a major role in the discourse, because yeah, if you break their characters down to the most basic level you get:

Keith the loner bad boy with a tragic backstory, and

Lance, the comic relief

In no show/movie or book that I can think of has "the comic relief" been given anything more significant in terms of development than "the loner": We always get to find out why the tragic one is tragic, but never question why the funny one is funny.

I will fully admit, Keith was my absolute favorite character in the beginning. And that was because I definitely had a "type" when it came to favorite characters, as I'm sure many people do.

Keith, Zuko, Bucky Barnes, Gaara -

And then everything changed when the fire nation attacked I watched My Hero Academia.

Because based on experience and type, my favorite character should have been Todoroki.

But nope.

My favorite character is Kirishima.

I mean, just look at him. No tragic backstory. No daddy issues (lol). Just a ball of positivity and motivation, and an honestly a really good take on manliness.

It didn't make sense to me, until we got to the part where we saw all of his personal insecurities about not being enough.

And that's when I started to view Lance differently.

Don't get me wrong, I still thrive off of the tragic backstory trope for the sake of angst. But it can also be hugely innovative if you start thinking "hey, maybe this positive/funny character is that way because it's the only way they can make it through the day."

And that leads to moments and thoughts of "hey, what if that positive/funny character slipped up one day? What if something happened that they couldn't cope with in their normal method?"

Lance is the type of character you have to sit with a little while to truly start to understand his potential, which is essentially why the way his story arc was handled was so detrimental.

(I will admit that I have not watched the show in a long time. And I do feel like the way I have been writing klance lately could also be straying away from their canon selves - so honestly these past few posts could easily come across as hypocritical... but I hope that's not the case.)

Regardless, though, there are just so many things about Lance that set his character apart from the others, and make his so interesting to write.

And with him, I think it's most interesting when he's not just seen as the comic relief, but as someone who uses humor in this weird mix of simultaneously trying to hide his true self, while also trying to be seen and noticed.

#asks #lance mcclain #voltron legendary defender #characterization #eijiro kirishima

[kusuguricafe]

Mina's Pick

A/N: I got this idea a few days ago and I thought it was so cute I just had to write it

Summary: the bakusquad has a tradition of rotating who gets to choose a fun weekend activity for everyone to do together. today was mina’s pick. what could go wrong?

Word Count: ~1.2K

Characters: Bakusquad, lee!Bakugou, lee!Kirishima

“Seriously, Mina?” Bakugou sneered.

“Mani-pedis?” Kirishima muttered, “That’s not very manly…”

“All right!” Kaminari cheered.

“Er…” Sero hesitated.

“Oh c’mon, guys! It’ll be fun! Have any of you ever even gotten one before?”

“No,” Bakugou, Kirishima, and Sero all said in unison.

“I have!” Kaminari smiled.

Mina grinned back at Kaminari. The others groaned.

“Seriously, you guys,” Mina continued, “It’ll be fun!”

Honoring her choice, the Bakusquad all hopped in the car and drove to Mina’s favorite nail salon.

She’d booked reservations in advance, knowing she’d be able to convince them to come here. They all pursued the wide variety of color options on the wall.

“I’m going to get turquoise on my hands and purple on my toes, to match my hero suit!” Mina said happily, “What are you guys getting?”

“I think I’ll get black,” Sero said.

“Ooh, me too!” Kaminari chimed in, “On my toes, and then this bright yellow on my hands. *Gasp* Look, look! It’s even called electric yellow!!”

Kirishima laughed. “I’m getting red, obviously. What about you, Bakubro?”

Bakugou grumbled something.

“What was that?” “I said, this orange would match my hero suit, so…”

“Cool! What about your toes? Wanna try something more adventurous, since no one will really see them except for us?”

“Hell no.” “Aw, c’mon Kacchan,” Kaminari teased.

“I said no, Sparkplug.” “I’ll buy you that shoujo manga I saw you looking at the other d—”

“SHUT UP!” Bakugou thought for a moment. I really do want it, if I can get out of buying it just by putting up with this… “Ugh. Fine. It’s a deal. You better follow up on that, though. Or else.”

Everyone beamed.

“We’ll go to the bookstore right after, promise!” Kaminari winked.

“How about this one?” Mina asked, holding up a light pink bottle.

“Why am I not surprised…” Bakugou conceded.

They all took a seat in their respective spa chairs, from left to right: Mina, Kirishima, Bakugou, Kaminari, and Sero.

Five technicians came over and sat in front of each of them.

“Welcome back, Mina! I see you’ve brought some friends this time around.”

“Yes, I have! This is Kiri, Bakugou, Kami, and Sero. Kami’s the only one besides me who’s gotten this done before, so go easy on the rest of ‘em!”

“Oi, I can take whatever you’ve got to throw at me,” Bakugou huffed.

Mina laughed at that.

“I see you’ve all picked out some very nice colors. Let’s get started then, shall we? Go ahead and take your shoes and socks off and place your feet into the bath, so they’ll be nice and soft by the time we get to them, okay?”

“Whoa, cool jets, it’s like a mini hot tub!” Kirishima commented.

“Pretty lights too,” Kaminari added.

Mina was the only one who needed any leftover polish removed first. The other technicians got started on cutting and shaping the boys’ fingernails.

Bakugou observed carefully. This isn’t so bad, He thought, I don’t know what I was so worried about.

The technicians moved on to the painting.

“I have to admit, this is pretty fun,” Sero said, “You were right, Mina! I honestly love how this is turning out.”

“Yeah, this is rad,” Kirishima said.

“I’m so glad!”

“It’s alright, I guess,” Bakugou said. He was secretly loving it. His hands kinda matched his quirk now.

“Your hands match your quirk now, Bakugou! Just like mine!” Kaminari pointed out.

I didn’t say that out loud, did I?? “Oh, yeah. I guess you’re right.”

The technicians finished up with the painting and turned on the nail dryers. Now it was time to give everyone’s feet some attention.

“You guys ready?” Mina looked over at her friends, “They’ll start out by trimming and shaping your nails just like they did with your hands. They’ll also push back your cuticles a bit, but don’t worry, it shouldn’t hurt.”

The technicians got to work, doing just as Mina said. “After this, they’ll exfoliate and give you a relaxing foot massage before finally painting your nails.”

“That’s the best part,” Kaminari added.

Bakugou was a little on edge, but found himself reluctantly starting to relax. That was, until, the exfoliation started.

“BAHAHAHAHA—” Bakugou was startled by his own laughter. He muffled himself with his hand.

Everyone laughed.

Bakugou was not ready for the rapid scrubbing he suddenly felt all over his foot. It tickled. A lot.

Kirishima looked wary. “It can’t be that bad, can iHIHIHIHIT?” Kirishima startled and hardened his foot on instinct.

“Um, sorry honey, but I can’t do this properly if you’re using your quirk like that,” his technician said, “I’ll be real gentle, okay?”

“Oh, oops, sorry,” Kirishima unhardened his foot, “I hadn’t realized I did that.”

Sero was having no such reaction. “You guys alright?” he questioned, amused, “Does it really tickle that bad?”

“N-nohO,” Bakugou yelped. “It dohohohoesn’t,” Kirishima giggled.

“You guys are terrible liars,” Kaminari remarked.

“I did pick ‘Tickle Me Pink’ for a reason,” Mina said with a wicked smile.

“WHA—ARE YOU SERIOUS!?” Bakugou yelled, “Oh, I am so going to get you for this l-la—laha—lahahahater! Dahahamn it!”

Kirishima looked like he was doing his best to control himself. “Hrrrng, okay okay, it’s not so bahahad once you get used to it. R-right, Bahakubro?”

Bakugou’s eyes were shut tight, his lips were pursed, and there was a tinge of light pink rising on his cheeks. He looked as if his ears would start smoking any second.

“Uh, Bakugou?” Kaminari said, mildly concerned by the look on his friend’s face.

“F-fine, jus—WAHAHAIT NOHOHOT THEHEHEHEHEHERE!”

Bakugou’s technician smiled as she scrubbed the ball of his foot, right under his toes. “I’m almost done, sweetheart. You can hold out, I believe in you!”

It was taking every ounce of Bakugou’s strength not to thrash around wildly. He knew his feet were ticklish, but not this ticklish.

“Y-yeaha, we’ll gehehet through—EEP! Through thihis, Bakubrohoho!!”

Finally, the boys got a quick break.

Bakugou let out a heavy sigh. He was blushing pretty hard now.

“Phew! We survived.” Kirishima smiled at Bakugou.

“Not entirely,” Kaminari warned.

“What do you mean not entirely!?” Bakugou questioned.

“You have two feet.”

“Oh my GohohahAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!”

The scrubbing lasted for what felt like an eternity, but what was really only a couple more minutes.

“Time for the massage~” Mina teased.

Sero looked like he was about to fall asleep.

“Ahh, see? This is so relaxing,” Kaminari sighed, “Isn’t it, Kacchan?”

Bakugou looked anything but relaxed.

“This is pretty nice actually,” Kiri admitted, leaning back. He glanced at Bakugou and smirked. “Still tickles, dude?”

“Sh-shut uhup, shitty hair.”

Granted, it didn’t tickle nearly as much, but every once in a while she’d graze over a particularly sensitive spot and Bakugou couldn’t help it. He was grinning with his eyes held shut, letting out a few giggles every time she did.

Kaminari and Mina couldn’t help but smile at their flustered friend.

Bakugou pulled through, finally relaxing once they got to the actual painting part. After all of that he had forgotten he was letting them paint his toenails pink. No matter. He had already fully embarrassed himself anyways.

Kirishima reached over and rubbed his friend’s shoulder reassuringly, as if to say, It’s okay, there’s no need to be so embarrassed. He felt Bakugou release the tension in his shoulders at that.

As promised, the squad headed over to the bookstore afterwards. Bakugou hated to admit it, but he wouldn’t mind going back to that place again sometime.

#tickling #tickle fic #pedicure #mani-pedi #katsuki bakugou #eijirou kirishima #mina ashido #denki kaminari #hanta sero #bakusquad #lee!bakugou #lee!kirishima #bnha #princess scrawlings

[shoshotodo]

Healing Light |2|

Word count: 3094

Warnings?: light swearing (like... once)

Summary:  Iyashi Akari has been hiding a rare quirk almost all her life, but an absolute idiot decides to play in traffic, she can’t just stand by and watch.

 The morning of my first day at Yuuei was much more stressful than it needed to be. Personally, I wasn’t too anxious, but my mother, on the other hand, was acting like she was the one who was starting school today. She was so nervous that she wouldn’t sit still (nor would she stop asking me if I had everything), and Dad had to physically drag her away just so I could leave. I smiled gratefully at him as I grabbed my shoes, mouthing thank you. 

“Have a good first day, Akari.” He said, “Your mother and I are proud of you.”

I smiled even wider “Well, I’m off! I’ll see you both later.” I spoke as I excitedly opened the door and stepped into the sun.

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After spending an ungodly amount of time walking around Yuuei (thanks, Dad, for helping me be early!), I finally found my classroom, class 1-A. The moment I saw the massive door, the nerves hit. I gripped the edges of my skirt as I breathed in. This is it. This is the place where I’ll be spending the next 3 years. This is the place where I’ll learn to be a true hero. I slowly unclenched my hands from my skirt as I released my breath. I can do this. I opened the door.

There were only 4 students in the classroom when I entered. A blonde-haired boy, who looks like the kid who was attacked by that sludge villain last year sitting at the front of the class. Sitting further back in the class there’s a boy with dark blue hair and glasses, a boy with red and white hair split down the middle, and a girl with black hair pulled tightly into a ponytail. Only having 4 people besides myself in the classroom worked fine for me. It’s much easier to calm down when not many people are around. Taking my seat on the front far left of the classroom, I double-checked the time before breathing in as deeply and slowly as possible. I’m ok. I’ll be fine. I got here with 20 minutes to spare. That’s 20 minutes I can use to calm myself back down. Or at least that was the plan until a vaguely familiar blonde loudly and rudely interrupted my peace.

“Hey! I know you! You’re that girl with the healing quirk! From the incident a few months ago.”

Startled by his volume, I looked up to find a golden-eyed boy with electric yellow hair standing before my desk. I stared at his face trying to figure out if I knew him from somewhere, but with that distinctive black streak, I knew I’d remember him if I did.

Too surprised to verbally respond, I slowly (and confusedly, might I add) nodded.

“You saved my friend!” he said enthusiastically. 

“Your friend?”

“Totally! Orokana Kodomo! He was joking around because he knew our friend was recording him and stepped into the street and got hit by that truck! And you went and healed him! It’s a good thing you were there. He would’ve been a goner if it weren’t for you. It doesn’t surprise me to see you here! My name is Kaminari Denki. It’s great to actually meet you!” 

Oh… so that’s why he seems so familiar. He was one of the boys goofing off that day. He’s part of the reason I’m even here. 

“Oh, wait a minute,” a guy with red hair gelled up into spikes spoke as he walked over with a girl who was almost wholly pink. “I saw that video too! The way you just ran in and saved that guy! So manly! I’m Kirishima Ejirou.” He yelled, clenching his fists.

Did he just call me manly?? I rubbed the back of my neck shyly with one hand and gripped the edge of my skirt under my desk with the other. “I don’t know about all that.” I mumbled.

“No, no, no, that was totally awesome girl! You totally saved his life, and it was so flashy! I’m Ashido Mina! Pleased to make your acquaintance!” the girl who’d accompanied Kirishima said much too loudly. 

Before I could respond, the guy with the glasses who had gotten here before me approached us.

“I remember seeing that video. I must say that was a true act of heroism, and we should all aspire to be like you.” He spoke sharply, moving his hands like he was doing a karate chop, “I’m Iida Tenya. It’s a pleasure to make your acquaintance.”

I blinked at him in surprise, “I’m Iyashi Akari. And I don’t know if it counts as a ‘true act of heroism’ or manly or anything like that, but thank you nonetheless. It’s nice to meet you all too.” 

Iida looked behind me to the right and inhaled sharply, “Excuse me.” He said quickly as he stiffly walked toward our classmate. 

I watched exasperatedly as he started yelling at our classmate –who I’m certain was in the attack with the sludge villain last year– to remove his feet from the desk. 

“Jeez,” I heard Kaminari say, “He’s definitely wound up too tightly.”

“Your old school put a stick up your ass? Or were you born with it?”  Our blonde-haired classmate  (with hair suspiciously similar to Kirishima’s) crudely responded to Iida. 

Kaminari huffed out a laugh. “Or maybe that’s it!”

After getting over how quickly that conversation went south, I turned back to address the three still standing by my desk, “Class is gonna to start soon. You guys should probably head to your seat before the teacher gets here.” 

Ashido laughed good-naturedly, “Yeah, you’re probably right. We’ll talk later.” 

After they walked away, I tried to use the few minutes I had left to calm down again, but the classroom was much too noisy. Iida had (thankfully) chosen to stop arguing with our classmate in favor of approaching the green-haired boy who’d been standing in the doorway for entirely too long. 

“Good morning!” Iida spoke loudly as he walked robotically over to the boy, “ My name is Iida Tenya fro–”

“Yeah, I know. I'm Midoriya Izuku. It's super nice to meet you.” The freckled boy interrupted.

“Midoriya. You realized that there was something more to the practical exam, didn't you?” Iida spoke solemnly again, moving his hands choppily, “You must be very perceptive. And I completely misjudged you, I admit. As a student, you're far superior to me.”

Midoriya made a face that told me he definitely disagreed with that assessment.

“Hey! I recognize that messed‐up hair!”A girl with short brown hair said excitedly from behind him, “Falling boy! That punch was amazing!”

“Oh, hey, hi!” Midoriya turned bright red and responded flusteredly, “Oh my gosh! So, uh, I should probably be thanking you for going in and talking to him.”

“Huh? How'd you know about that?” The girl questioned, tilting her head. 

“Oh, I, um, what?” Midoriya stuttered out.

“What do you think we're doing today besides orientation? I wonder what our teachers are like. I can't wait to meet everybody!” the girl continued.

“If you're just here to make friends, you can pack up your stuff now.” Said a voice from behind the trio, “Welcome to Yuuei’s hero course.” I watched a man stand up and climb out of a yellow sleeping bag. “It took 8 seconds before you all shut up. That's not going to work. Time is precious. Rational students would understand that. Hello, I'm Aizawa Shouta, your teacher.” 

I stared blankly as the man kept talking like it was normal for teachers to enter their classrooms by slithering on the ground like a caterpillar. 

“Right,” Aizawa-Sensei continued as he reached into his bag and pulled out blue, white, and red gym uniforms. “Iyashi Akari, grab your stuff and come with me. The rest of you put these on and head outside. I’ll meet you there shortly.”

I stood and followed behind him as he walked through the halls. 

“I’m taking you to spend the day with Recovery Girl so she can go over her expectations with you.” He droned without looking back at me, “You’ll be missing at least 3 classes every week to study with her in the infirmary. And because you don’t have a combative quirk or experience, it’ll be far easier for you to fall behind. So on the days when you’re in the infirmary, I’ll give you supplementary lessons one on one to help improve your hand-to-hand combat skills in the morning. Do you understand?”

“Yes. I understand.” 

“Good.” He stopped walking and turned to me before continuing, “My expectations for you are high, Iyashi. But if you can’t meet them, then it’d be pointless of you to expect to make it as a pro and, therefore, irrational to keep you here as a student, no matter what that old lady says. This is the nurse’s office. Go ahead inside. I’m going back to the rest of the class.” And with that, he turned on his heel and walked away. I stared at his back until he rounded the corner before sighing and grabbing the door handle. I really hope that not all my teachers will be that intimidating. Sliding open the door, I stepped inside the infirmary. 

“I assume you must be Iyashi Akari, my new student. Correct?” said the old lady sitting at the computer in front of me.

“Yes.”

“Did Aizawa take the rest of your class to orientation?”

“I don’t think so. He told them to change out of their uniforms and meet him outside.”

Akari watched the older woman shake her head pitifully, “Sounds about right.” she mumbled before clearing her throat, “Well, I’m Recovery Girl. Welcome to Yuuei.  What all have you been told to expect during your time here?”

“Aizawa-Sensei told me that I’ll be expected to assist in the clinic at least 3 days a week, along with working with him in the morning.” 

Recovery Girl stared at me for a moment, “Is that all he told you?” she questioned.

“Yes.”

“Well, Your time here at Yuuei will be considerably more stressful than the average hero student. Like Aizawa told you, you’ll be expected to be in the infirmary at least 3 days a week and do extra lessons with him. You’re going to need to get your hero license along with getting a license to practice medicine. However, you won't have to worry about either of those for quite some time. And when the sports festival comes around, you won’t be allowed to participate in the events like the rest of your peers. My superiors decided that due to the high injury rate, you should remain in the infirmary with me.”

Recovery Girl spent the rest of the day giving me a small tour of the infirmary. “As I expected, no one needs any healing today. It’s only the first day of school.” she’d said, and with less than half an hour left in the school day, my classmate with the messy green hair and freckles opened the door and stepped inside. 

The boy –I forgot what he said his name was earlier– was clutching his hand. And even from where I was sitting, I could see the discoloration of his index finger. 

I watched as Recovery Girl instructed him to sit down and I hid my face in my jacket to stifle my laughter at the way he screamed when she kissed his forehead.

"Woah, thanks, that feels so much better! But, uh, I suddenly feel really tired... I need a nap." He spoke, sounding completely exhausted.

"My Quirk stimulates your ability to heal, but healing takes energy. It's not my fault. That's just how the body works. Get too many big injuries, your stamina will be shot, and you'll die instead of healing, so be careful." Recovery Girl told him, smiling.

"You mean this could kill me?!"

She didn’t answer his question, choosing instead to check her clock. 

“You both go on and head home. I’ll see you soon, Iyashi.” 

I nodded as I stood and grabbed my stuff to leave.

“I’m so tired.” I heard my freckled classmate groan behind me as I closed the door.

I turned to him as we walked down the hall, “I’m Iyashi Akari, by the way.” I said brightly.

I watched his face turn pink as he stuttered, “M-my name is Midoriya Izuku.”

“Aren’t you off to a bad start?” 

“Huh? I-I’m not sure what you mean,” he spoke, rubbing his neck.

“You’ve already broken a bone. And it’s only the first day of the year. That’s definitely some kind of record.” I said teasingly, “What did Aizawa-Sensei have you doing?”

“He had the class doing tests to gauge our potential to be heroes.”

“And how exactly did that lead to you breaking your finger?” I asked him as we stepped outside.

“My body can’t handle the backlash of my power, so whenever I use it…” I watched him frown and stare contemplatively at his hand as he continued, “But I’m going to get stronger. I have to.” 

He quieted for a moment before shyly asking, “You’re in my class, right? I think I saw you earlier today… So uh, why exactly did Aizawa bring you to the nurse instead of you doing the quirk assessment test with the rest of us? If you don’t mind me asking. I know it’s none of my business.” 

“Yea, I’m in class 1-A with you. Sensei said that since I’ll be spending a good amount of time training with Recovery Girl, she needed to review her expectations for me during my time here.”

“You mean you’re going to be learning from Recovery Girl?” I watched as his face brightened up in realization, “Wait a minute, I know who you are!” He spoke excitedly. And like a flip of a switch, he went from acting extremely shy and unsure how to have a conversation to asking me questions so fast I could barely understand him. “You’re that girl from the video that went viral a couple of months ago! Healing quirks are super rare! You really lucked out! How does it work? Is it like Recovery Girl’s and draws from the person you’re healing? But then again,  based on how you passed out immediately after using it, I’d guess that can’t be the case because drawing from them shouldn’t make you tired. It should make them tired. How many people can you heal at once? Can you heal yourself too? Does–” 

“Woah slow down,” I interrupted, laughing lightly, I put my hands up in front of me, “that’s too much to answer at once.”

He put his hands over his mouth, “Sorry!” he squeaked.

“No need to apologize. Now let’s see,” I lightly tapped my chin as I continued, not noticing him pulling out a very beaten up notebook from who knows where, “It’s really difficult to test it to know exactly how it works, but as far as we can figure out, it is a little similar to Recovery Girl’s, but like you guessed, it doesn’t draw from whoever is being healed, it draws from my energy. And the better I eat and sleep, the easier I can heal someone.Healthy habits equal healthy energy. So far, I can only heal one person at a time. Trying to heal two people at once drains my energy way faster, regardless of the injury's severity. It’s super easy for me to heal myself! Depending on how much energy I have, I can even control the speed at which my injuries heal, though I struggle with doing that for others. Do you have any other…” I trailed off as I turned to see him scribbling quickly in a composition book. 

Midoriya stopped suddenly and looked up at me with his hand poised over the page, ready to ask me more questions when suddenly, someone placed their hand on his shoulder. I watched him jump in the air in surprise.

“Oh!” He said, startled, “Hey, there, Iida!” 

“Midoriya,” Iida started, “how’s the broken finger doing?” 

Midoriya chuckled nervously, slipped his notebook into his bag and held up his finger for Iida to see, “It’s doing fine, thanks to Recovery Girl.”

Iida seemed to accept his answer and started walking. “I was a bit concerned by Mr. Aizawa's approach to class. But I trust the school's judgment.” He spoke seriously as he crossed his arms, “Yuuei is the top program. Even so, lying is downright immoral.” 

“Huh? What’d he lie about?” I asked.

“He said that whoever came in last in the quirk assessment test would be sent home and immediately be expelled.

“He said what?” I gasped, looking at Iida. Suddenly whatever sad feelings I had about being the only person in my class to not be there flew out the window, never to be seen again.

Iida grimly nodded, but before he could respond, we heard someone shout behind us.

“Hey! Wait up, you three! Are you going to the station? I'll join you guys!” The girl with short brown hair from our class yelled as she ran up to us.

"Oh, you're the infinity girl," Iida said as he turned.

“I'm Uraraka Ochako.” She spoke, smiling happily at us, “Let's see. You are Tenya Iida. And your name is... Deku, right? Midoriya? And I didn't catch your name?”

“Deku?!?!” Midoriya squeaked

“Uh, yeah, isn't that what Bakugo called you? During the fitness test, he said... ‘Deku, you bastard!’ Right?” Uraraka questioned.

“Uh, well. My name's actually Izuku. Deku's what Kacchan calls me to make fun of me.” Midoriya mumbled awkwardly. 

“Oh, I didn't realize that! I'm sorry.” Uraraka said apologetically.

I hummed thoughtfully, “But, you know what? I like ‘Deku.’ It could make a great hero name! It’s just like you’re reclaiming it, ya know?”

“Yeah, I was thinking the same!” Uraraka said, nodding enthusiastically. “Plus, I think it sounds kinda cute.” 

“Great minds think alike! And I’m Iyashi Akari.” I said excitedly.

“Deku it is!” Midoriya exclaimed, his face completely red.

“Just like that? Weren't you saying that it was an insult?” Iida exclaimed. 

“Paradigm shift!” Midoriya spoke as he covered his face. “My whole world is upside down!”

“Wait, what?” Uraraka questioned, looking at me as though I might understand what was happening. I shrugged at her in return.

Needless to say, I had a pretty uneventful first day at Yuuei. And unfortunately, I would soon find out that the rest of my time at this school would not be anywhere near as underwhelming. 

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