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shuthememe · 1 year

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Opening scene of a draft I've had sitting in my word doc for months.

(Bakugou × Kirishima × Reader)

>_<

Fake dating - Kirishima pretends to be dating reader so their ex will leave them alone, but Reader realises that they really enjoyed Kirishima calling them ‘Partner’ and they realise maybe Bakugou is more than a friend.

Meanwhile Bakugou is confused, and Kirishima, who’s been trying to date both of his best bros for the longest time, is internally panicking.

>_<

You’d wandered maybe five feet from the Bakusquad when you saw her through a parting in the crowd. Your skin crawled as you recognised the gelled hair and All Might backpack slung over one slender shoulder. The Hawks pin you’d given her that Christmas was still attached to the back among the various other hero pins. Your feet felt nailed to the floor so you couldn’t even run away let alone hide.

You just gawked.

Mindlessly staring at her back as she took blurry photos of the Lemon Sharks. Her hands always used to shake so you knew the photos wouldn’t come out as she wanted them too and she’d quickly grow frustrated with herself. Only this time you wouldn’t be there to take the camera from her before she cracked the screen again. Her temper had always been rather short.

“You’re so selfish Y/n! I can’t believe I ever saw your stubbornness as attractive. You’re just a bitch.”

If your body wasn’t frozen in terror, tears would’ve sprung to your eyes in response to the intrusive thought. Those words cut deep every single time you remembered them. It hurt to know that someone you used to hold so dearly thought so little of you.

You remembered sobbing openly as she turned on her heels, distancing herself from you to start snatching your things off of the bedside table and yanking your clothes out of the wardrobe. There had been a cardboard box on the bed when you’d got home, half filled with your belongings. She’d been preparing for a while then - on breaking up with you that is - judging by how little time it took her to grab the remainder of your belongings and shove them messily into the box.

“Please, I can be better.” You recalled begging, even though you had done nothing wrong. After parting on bad terms over a misunderstanding over breakfast, you had had a stressful day at work. Sure she tended to hold a grudge, but you hadn’t expected her to try and kick you out over undercooked bacon. “Let me make it up to you.”

“No,” she didn’t shout; she never did. Come to think of it, she barely even raised her voice. Then again she’d always had that effect on you, her tone and body language demanding in a way that both captivated and caged you. There was no hope of getting through to her once her jaw set like that; her back teeth grinding together as her lower lip jutted out. “You aren’t good enough for me anymore. Hell you didn’t even deserve me to begin with. So do us both a favour and get out.”

Every word had pierced you like an arrow. Hit after excruciating hit. Shattering your rose coloured glasses and crumbling your world into dust.

You felt like you were the one submerged beneath the surface of the ocean rather than the thousands of fish inhabiting the aquarium tanks around you. Mouth opening and closing like a suffocating fish, which wasn’t that far from the truth. Someone might as well have attached you to a fishing line by the lip and tossed you into the deep end. You were way out of your depth here.

She was supposed to have moved away to America four months ago, the week after you broke up. So why the fuck was she here?

Unexpectedly, she snapped her phone cover closed and angrily shoved the device into her back pocket. Shoulders raised to her ears. A few other visitors wisely drifted away from her, while she huffed and grumbled profanities under her breath.

Then she turned.

And for three heart stopping seconds, you made eye contact. Your breathing stopped. Every muscle went rigid. Her enraged expression never changed. Eyes boring into your very being.

Then she began to storm towards you.

Thankfully, a large group of teenagers strode between you, cutting her out of your line of sight, and it was like a spell had finally been broken. Fight or flight finally kicked in, and your body finally obeyed you again.

Heartbeat pounding in your ears, you took off at a dead sprint for the last place you’d seen your friends. You needed to put distance between you two. Hopefully you could drag one of your idiots into the bathrooms to hide or you could all go to lunch early. You didn’t mind which, you just desperately needed not to be left alone with her. Never again.

You couldn’t shake your head free of those hateful things she’d said to you during that awful final day. All those jabs that had hit their mark and birthed insecurities that had never crossed your mind before. Insecurities that still clouded your judgement and stopped you from becoming a part of the first relationship you’d ever had interest in after she’d left you.

Fuck. She still had her nails in you didn’t she. Even after all this time, she was still controlling you. Despite the distance. Despite the radio silence. She was still the dictator of your life.

By chance you spotted a shock of red hair through the crowd, standing with a blond by the seal tank. They were clearly bickering back and forth, the blond pretending to shove the other over the railing into the enclosure, his face tomato red. Altering your direction with the speed only a Pro Hero could master, you barrelled for Kirishima and Bakugou, knowing you’d be safe with them.

Tripping over your own feet in your haste to dodge confused looking crowd members, you almost fell over the railing yourself only for strong hands to snap around your waist at the last second. “Where are you going in such a hurry?” Kirishima mused, easily picking you up and setting you down properly on your feet.

“Hide me!” You panted breathily, hands on your knees.

“What? Why?” Bakugou demanded, eyebrows quirked in confusion.

“Is there someone after you?” Kirishima asked, eyes lifting to the crowd as if he could pick them out at a glance.

You shook your head, swallowing the dryness from your throat. “My ex is here and she CANNOT see me.” You explained between too fast breathes, why couldn’t you fucking breathe.

“No fucking way-.” Bakugou began, his body losing its tension as if this wasn’t a life or death situation. He crossed his arms, leaning back against the railing.

And oh god, you knew now wasn’t the time to appreciate how pretty he was, but you couldn’t help it. The combination of the gentle blue lighting and the ripples cast from an overhead tank, had intricate patterns dancing across his flawless skin. Making his narrowed red eyes glow.

“Y/N.” Her sickly sweet tone made your spine go unnaturally straight, snapping your gaze away from Bakugou. You had never been this terrified before. Not even when facing All for One.

Bakugou arched an eyebrow. His burning gaze lifted from you to fix on someone over your shoulder. You tried not to panic when his frown deepened.

How close had she gotten?

Goosebumps erupted up your arms. “I’m not playing dude! Please just hide me, I'll do anythi-'' You begged, close to tears now.

“Hey now, it’s okay. You have Red Riot here, no stupid ex is gonna whisk you away.” Kirishima soothed as he gently took your arm and guided you to stand in front of him against the railing. You felt yourself relax at the wall of muscle quite literally pressed against your back.

“Bakugou.” Kirishima prompted. The scowling blond beside you refused to move. Kirishima sighed. “Bakugou!”

“What?” The blond snapped, baring his teeth. Kirishima frowned back, his expression clearly unimpressed. Your gut twisted even though the look wasn’t aimed at you.

Bakugou however seemed unphased as he easily stared right back at the redhead. Expression blank. “Katsuki, please.”

The simple, soft spoken words seemed to break Bakugou’s resolve as he sighed loudly and crowded in next to you, the two of them successfully blocking the sight of you from the rest of the room.

You slumped against the railing, gripping the bar tightly in both hands until your knuckles turned white to mask the shake in your fingers.

“Try not to tense up too much, it’ll draw attention.” Bakugou commented, taking one of your hands in his to rub comforting circles into the back of it. Whipping out his phone with his free hand, “I’m calling the other dumbasses,” he explained as he raised the device to his ear.

“Just hold my hand, try not to panic.” Kirishima soothed, threading your shaking fingers with his sturdier ones. Squeezing lightly in a way that had you exhaling a breath you hadn’t realised you’d been holding.

You heard the moment she glided past, her bittersweet voice occasionally calling your name as if you'd bound up to her side like a lost puppy. And maybe once you would have, but you were not that love sick idiot anymore. You didn't need her approval.

Kirishima's thumb rubbed rhythmic circles into the back of your hand, drawing your attention away from your ex. There were crescent moon imprints dug into his hand from how tightly you'd been gripping it. You immediately loosened your hold.

Bakugou sighed, resting his head against yours, making your mind freeze altogether. Kirishima offering soft reassurance was normal, but Bakugou offering affection meant business. This type of intimacy felt dangerous, and you weren't sure if you could accept it or not.

Luckily you were saved from awkwardly shuffling away by the squad appearing out of the blue.

“Kacchan, you called.” Denki hollered, signalling the arrival of the others. Bakugou immediately pulled away from your side to berate Denki for using that cursed nickname again.

Glancing up, you watched Kirishima take in a quick glance around the room, eyes narrowed like they do when he’s checking for villains. “I think we’re in the clear (Last Name).” The redhead stated hesitantly. Glancing behind him once more, he carefully pulled away so you weren’t pressed into the handrail anymore.

The absence of the small space had your breath quickening again. The sense of security falling away as you became exposed from all sides.

Kirishima tried to take his hand back, but you held on tightly. You didn’t miss the way he glanced at you, eyebrows pinched, but couldn’t find it in you to offer an explanation. You just needed something physical you could ground yourself with.

Forcing yourself to snap out of it, you dutifully raised your gaze.

Kaminari was grinning teasingly at Bakugou too far away to catch what he was saying, while Sero stood nearby, whipping his head back and forth between the two as if he were watching a tennis match. Mina on the other hand was looking at you and frowning. Her face darkened into something dangerous. "Where is she?"

The deadly calm demand made you shiver.

"Went off somewhere by the shark tanks." Bakugou replied dismissively, giving you one last squeeze before letting go. "We should probably move on before the bitch comes back."

"Lunch anyone?" Sero prompted.

"Yeah Kat and I were done here." Kirishima.

"Great!" Kaminari interjected. "I'm starving."

"I could eat." You lied, despite the nausea coursing through your veins.

#Bakugou x Kirishima x reader #bakugou x kirishima #kiribaku fanfiction #draft #depending on how much interest this gets I might write the whole fic #bakugou x reader #kirishima x reader #x Reader

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animlcrisscross · 2 years

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I commissioned this beautiful piece of art from @/Nobamol for my fic

Crystal Clear

“Hi.” He said with a smile as their arms touched.

Katsuki grabbed his arm, moving his head forward to place a light kiss on his forearm.

“Missed you.” Katsuki smiled, placing another soft kiss, the touch like swirling flower petals.

He chuckled, “Missed you too.”

Katsuki linked their fingers together, hiding his face in his arms to drift off.

With a shaking hand, he lifted Katsuki’s palm cautiously. He felt his nerves tremble and his stomach churn and his heart burst to life as he slowly brought Katsuki’s hand to his lips.

He let out a quiet breath, looking at the tuft of Katsuki’s blonde hair as he let the skin of his palm tickle his lips.

Eijiro placed a small kiss on his thumb, the sensation making tears, of all things, pool in his eyes.

He didn’t expect it to feel so nice, so right, so breathtaking.

#krbk #kiribaku fanfic #kiribaku #kirishima x bakugou #bakushima fanfic #bakushima #ao3 kiribaku #bakugou x kirishima #kiribaku fluff #kiribaku angst #krbk ao3 feed #krbk fanfic #kiribaku fic #kiribaku fanfiction #bakukiri #krbk fluff #krbk fanart

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hon-ei · 8 months

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fly me to the moon (in other words, hold my hand)

“It was a dumb fucking move, I know,” Bakugou huffs. He crosses his arms and throws his feet up onto the table in a swift move. “Bitch, you don’t have to rub it in.”

“You should write a book.” Uraraka isn’t even gracing him with a look, choosing to examine her nails instead. Deadpan, she continues, “How to lose a man in five syllables or less.”

Next to them, Midoriya snickers.

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or, prince kirishima eijirou and prince bakugou katsuki have been betrothed since they were kids. their parents, in all their earnesty, make them spend the summer together every four years in the hopes that they will fall in love along the way—unfortunately for them, matters of the heart are never that easy.

a swan princess (1994) inspired au.

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#kiribaku #bakushima #bakugou katsuki #kirishima eijirou #kiribaku fanfiction #kiribaku fanfic #kiribaku fic #bnha fic #kiribaku fic rec #krbk #.orig #honeijirou #swan princess #swan princess au #HERE SHE IS!! after all these years ........#i hope u all enjoy <33 #:')))

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yeahyouresocool · 1 year

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the best laid plans (and other things that burn)

by yeahyouresocool

6/? chapters, 33k words

kiribaku, fake dating, future fic, beach vacation, family angst

summary:

“You’re what?”

“Um,” Eijirou begins, “I’m… going to pretend to date Bakugou?”

Kaminari starts laughing. Like actually laughing.

Somewhere between family dinners, sunburns, and the hand reaching for his own, Eijirou comes to realize some things that were NOT in the terms and conditions.

chapter 6 is now up!

#kiribaku fic #kiribaku fanfic #my fics #kiribaku fanfiction

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soukokucchi · 10 months

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Me, every time AO3 is down:

Please I cannot keep going on like this. I need my daily fix of gay fanfiction. I hope they will be able to fix it soon. I cannot stand being alone with my own thoughts for so long 🤣

#ao3 #fanfiction #destiel #drarry #johnlock #soukoku #shin soukoku #kagehina #iwaoi #kuroken #sakuatsu #satosugu #itafushi #bakudeku #tododeku #kiribaku #kaebedo #chiscara #kazuscara

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limepopsicles11 · 1 year

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Was it just me or when you first started reading fanfiction you thought orphan_account was the most prolific writer ever?

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lsw8059 · 1 year

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Just... that moment when the character in a slow burn fanfic finally looks the other in the eyes and goes "Oh" because their heart is beating a little bit faster.

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tootiecakes234 · 7 months

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Random MHA Relationship Headcanons

Includes: Katsuki Bakugo, Eijiro Kirishima

Katsuki Bakugo:

SFW

• Man is the most attentive. He has a great memory and knows all types of things about you which makes him an amazing gifts giver

• Starting off he’s not very comfortable with physical touch. He’s just not used to being cared for in that way. Even when he starts accepting it more, it takes him a while longer to get to a point where he will start initiating

• He’s so very blunt. You cook food and he doesn’t like it, he tells you. Pick an outfit he thinks looks bad, telling you to change immediately. Over time he gets to a point where he’s a little bit softer about HOW he says it, but he’s still gonna say it.

• Man’s does not tolerate disrespect towards you or himself but ESPECIALLY towards you! Will start blowing shit up if anyone says anything even remotely out of line to or about you.

• Yes he’s crass, he’s got sass and he can sometimes be a bit of an ass, but baby boy literally thinks you hung the moon and the stars.

Eijiro Kirishima

•Big guy falls hard and fast. You’d be on your second date and say something that makes you 2 cry from laughing and all of of sudden it just hits him and from then on out he’s whipped.

• Will never admit it, but he LOVES being little spoon. Even though he’s bigger than you, he feels so safe when you’re holding him.

•Eijiro love language is definitely quality time. Considering his life as a pro hero, he really values every minute he gets to spend with you.

• He is also the type to go into the store with full confidence when buying your period products. 100% confident in his masculinity. Now knows the exact products you need and when you’re running low. I feel like he also tries to track your cycle.

• He will 100% eat whatever you make for him. It could be a little burned, dry, or salty and he’s still going to scarf it down like it’s his favorite thing.

#bakugou drabble #bakugou x reader #imagine #katsuki bakugo mha #mha fanfiction #bakugo headcanons #drabble #bakugou katsuki #bakugou katsuki x reader #kiribaku #bnha kirishima #kirishima eijirou #mha kirishima #kirishima x bakugou #kirishima x reader #relationship headcanons

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queerism1969 · 11 months

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#lgbtq community #lgbtq #lgbtqia #lgbt pride #lesbian #nonbinary #queer #sapphic #nonbinary lesbian #gay girls #ao3 works #ao3 stuff #ao3 kiribaku #ao3 hotwings #fanfic #fanfiction #ao3 lumity #inappropriate use of #archive of our own

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sweet-honey-tears · 1 year

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⦿ Home/Lock Screen ⦿

What the BHNA boys lock/Home Screen look like?

Characters: Kiribaku, ShinKami, Dabi x GN!Reader

Hi everyone, back again! This concept wasnt requested but I got asked about a certain character combination -so yeah! I hope you like it( I won’t say who you are but I hope you enjoy it!😊) each character has a different Lock Screen/Home screen! I hope you enjoy! And as always, request are always welcomed! Bye~🤍

Kirishima + Bakugou

» Lock Screen «

Bakugou’s Lock Screen is back from UA. It's a picture of you sitting at your desk. You're tipping over in your chair. One of your hands in the air and the other trying to grab onto the desk. You have a leg leaving the chair like you're kicking a soccer ball. The other leg is trying to touch the ground again. You have this look of pure panic on your face. And in the corner, you can see the quick moment(a blurry flash) of Bakugou running over to help you. He looks almost angry like he’s about to yell ‘dumbass!’. Denki took the picture, trying to catch a photo of Kirishima with his concentration face on. But instead, it’s a picture of Kirishima, mi-yell, and a large arm reaching over his desk to try and stop you from tipping over. His eyes are wide.Katsuki smiles every time he sees it, it’s just so stupid and funny. It reminds him of both of you.

» Home Screen «

Bakugou’s Home Screen is a more recent photo. It’s of you and Kirishima. You have Bakugou's old skull shirt on, the faded material hanging off you. You lay against Kirishima's side, your head resting on his shoulder. Kiri’s arm is slung around you, his head slightly tilted back. You’re both fast asleep. And Bakugou is pretty sure he can see drool on Kirishima's chin. There’s a half eaten bowl of popcorn sandwiches between you two. And an All Might blanket covering you and Kirishima's lap. Balugou keeps it as his home screen because it’s more personal to him. Something he feels is sentimental- something he doesn’t want his fans to see by accident.

» Lock Screen «

Kirishima's Lock Screen is a picture of you and Bakougu cooking. You’re both standing side by side at the stove wearing aprons as you work. Yet Bakugou’s hand is in your back pocket, his thumb hanging out in case he needs his other hand. The photo only shows the back of your heads as the both of you do something so… domestic. But at that moment, you both kept shoving each other, talking about the latest villain. Trying to compete with each other on who could cut the most carrots.

» Home Screen «

Kirishima's Home Screen and pictures of you, himself, and Bakugou at a waterpark. Your body is sandwiched between theirs. Kirishima has one large arm wrapped around your waist and Bakugou has one wrapped around your shoulders. His fingers grazed Kirishima's broad shoulders. You have your hands resting on their lower backs. Both you and Kirishima are smiling, and Bakugou is grinning. His dimples showing up.

🔥 Dabi 🔥

» Lock Screen «

Toya’s Lock Screen is of you eating an Oreo. It was right after a rather shitty mission and you're just sitting at the bar, eating Oreos. You still have soot on your face, and small scratches, but here you are- at the bar eating cookies. You have it cracked in half, so one side is a cookie and the filling and the other is just a cookie. Your front teeth are sunk into the cream, and there are clear drag marks from you scooping the filling out with your teeth like a shovel. The best part of the photo is you’re flipping off the camera. You look angry and Dabi finds the scene fucking hilarious and adorable. Like a toddler, just eating cookies angrily. You're giving Dabi the worst side-eye he’s ever seen.

“You want some milk too”

“Shut up”

» Home Screen «

If you’re wondering, his Home Screen is a very old photo of his siblings he found in the paper. It’s personal. Hidden. You understand.

⚡️Denki + Shinso 💤

» Lock Screen «

Denki’s Lock Screen is little Eri dressed up as a pikachu. Yes, he has pretty much claimed her as his little sister.

» Home Screen «

Denki’s Home Screen is of You, Shinso, and himself at the last concert you went to. You’re on Shinso’s shoulders, an arm in the air yelling along with the lyrics. You have one of Denki’s chokers on and eyeliner that he drew on you. Your ripped band t-shirt is pulled upwards at your movement.

Shinso has a black band shirt on with his long-sleeve white and dark purple striped shirt underneath. It hugs his arms tight, leading to the loose second layer. His ringed fingers rest on your legs, ensuring you stay upright and safe. He has, his snake bites in ( he usually takes out due to work) and his black stud and off screen your hand is cupping his face right behind his ear. He’s smiling at the camera, while you're completely oblivious.

Denki’s holding his phone to catch the two of you and a section of himself. His lighting bolt and chain piercings are on full display to the camera. He’s smiling brightly, a little tipsy but extremely happy.

» Lock Screen «

Shinso Home Screen and Lock Screen is one picture split up. His Lock Screen is of you and Eri. Eri sitting crisscrossed in front of you as you do her hair. Twisting the blue-gray strands into a space bun. A brush, bobby pins, and red hair clips lay next to you. The both of you are laughing and looking off into the distance. Where in the cover of the screen, two hands are reaching out. The fingernails were painted vibrant pink. There are plastic rings on them, some from Eri’s old toy chest. One is a huge fake diamond and the other is a cheaply painted plastic cat face.

» Home Screen «

Shinso’s Home Screen is the rest of the photo. Denki is laying on his stomach, his sweet smile peeking out from over his shoulders. He’s wearing one of Eri's cat headbands, causing his golden hair to spike in all different directions. He has a temporary tattoo on his cheek, a yellow lightning bolt that Eri picked out for him. Shinso had one too. A black back on the top of his hand. One of the best parts about it is that it’s a Live Photo. When Shinso presses down on the Lock Screen, your shoulders move as you laugh and Eris' confused face breaks out a larder smile. Her hands clasped as her eyes close in laughter. The hands on the corner of the screen move as if showing off the rings on them.

When Shinso presses down on the Denki portion of the picture, Denki's mouth moves. The audio is of Denki speaking in a very sassy female voice. ‘How ya doing?’

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animlcrisscross · 2 years

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find me here

He thought Eijiro had never looked so beautiful. There, laying on the grass in his field of flowers.

Katsuki had become obsessed with the color red. He planted an entire field of red flower variants, and named the space after Eijiro. So this span of flowers was all his own.

“Katsuki? I love you.” Eijiro whispered, the flowers in his heart blooming as the words swirled in the air.

He could feel the sting of tears in his eyes, a lump forming in his throat that made him unable to speak.

“I adore you.” He said back.

Eijiro let out a small, beautiful laugh. Katsuki scooted forward to kiss him, laughing at himself as he felt ridiculous kissing him upside down.

I made art for my fantasy au fic!

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hon-ei · 2 years

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loving now and again (and if not now, then when?)

And it is in shaking hands that he crushes the letter, hardened fists crumpling the words into loose debris. Though, the tremble hardly compares to the way his heart quakes—falling out of the hole in his chest and through the floor.

Later that night, with delicate fingers, Mina is there to wipe the tears off of his cheek.

“Bro, how’d it go?” Kaminari asks.

“No exceptions,” whispers Kirishima. “He said no exceptions.”

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five times the timing wasn’t right, and one time they finally figured it out.

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#kiribaku #bakushima #bakugou katsuki #kirishima eijirou #kiribaku fanfiction #kiribaku fic #kiribaku fanfic #bnha fic #kiribaku fic rec #krbk #.orig #honeijirou #krbk after a hot min !! :')) i love them dearly

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yeahyouresocool · 1 year

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Chapters: 1/? Fandom: 僕のヒーローアカデミア | Boku no Hero Academia | My Hero Academia Rating: Teen And Up Audiences Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply Relationships: Bakugou Katsuki/Kirishima Eijirou Characters: Kirishima Eijirou, Bakugou Katsuki, Kaminari Denki, Sero Hanta, Midoriya Izuku, Uraraka Ochako, Aoyama Yuuga, Ashido Mina, Jirou Kyouka, Bakugou Mitsuki, Bakugou Masaru, Midoriya Inko Additional Tags: Fake/Pretend Relationship, Future Fic, Post-Canon, this is like canon-compliant if canon was less messed up, Meeting the Parents, Friends to Lovers, Bakugou Katsuki Swears A Lot, Pro Hero Bakugou Katsuki, Characters Are Pro Heroes (My Hero Academia), Pro Hero Kirishima Eijirou, Bakugou Mitsuki's Bad Parenting, taylor swift voice: i just wanted you to know that this is me projecting, Boku no Hero Academia | My Hero Academia Manga Spoilers, really just one big one, My Hero Academia Chapter 336: Villain Spoilers, Vacation, Kirishima Eijirou is a Good Friend, Mommy Issues, Beach Holidays, Fluff, Pining, Angst, mitsuki is meaner than she is in canon but i think it makes a good story, Holding Hands, Sharing a Bed, Alcohol, they're all like 21ish, lots of good old family issues, fake dating isn't unrealistic it's just camp Summary:

“You’re what?”

“Um,” Eijirou begins, “I’m… going to pretend to date Bakugou?”

Kaminari starts laughing. Like actually laughing.

Somewhere between family dinners, sunburns, and the hand reaching for his own, Eijirou comes to realize some things that were NOT in the terms and conditions.

Hi, just posted a new fic!

#kiribaku #kiribaku fic #kiribaku fanfiction

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oven-thermometer · 10 months

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Camp Ningyo Chapter 5

a/n: omg heyyyyy guys apologies my life fell apart after uploading my last chapter but i wanted to start writing my shitty gay fanfic again sooooo. This chapter is rlly short just to get me into the swing of things again but I swear ill try my best to write some more soon :)

warnings: none

w/c: 1.1k

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Right after the strange human boy ran off, he was amused. After one day he was annoyed. After three, he was concerned. Overthinking fueled his anxiety as every possible horrible outcome flooded his mind. Had he told someone? Although the siren was confident he wouldn’t do something like that. Was he maybe in trouble? But surely he had weighed the risks of sneaking off every day and would’ve come to see him. Did he scare him off? That last question gave him pause. With all his might he couldn’t come up with a reason why it wouldn’t be true. He didn’t know the first thing about what humans considered frightening, and he didn’t pretend to. All he knew was how to trap their idiotic little minds in cages of songs and madness.

But after seeing the human boy’s face again as the siren sat silently on that plush surface, all of those odd worries melted away. He couldn’t explain it, but this boy brought the most perplexing sense of calm over him – one that made his guard fall even after years of careful cultivation of anxiety and dread.

Kirishima’s throat felt dry. His eye’s widened in disbelief. Thoughts rushed in his head a million miles a minute but none of them ever made their way to the surface. He could only stand, frozen. No explanation for why the siren he had befriended was sitting on his bed with way too many legs and way too few scales.

Ashido, with perfect timing as always, stretched her arms and smiled, “He’s really cute, I’m surprised you didn’t tell us about him earlier.”

The afore mentioned boy remained silent, although his eyebrow twitched upwards in annoyance at this pink haired girl’s comment. Were these really his friends? He sighed and crossed his arms, only then meeting the redhead’s eyes. A crimson blush took over Kirishima’s face. He swallowed, and quietly asked the others for a moment alone with the new visitor.

“So, are you gonna say anything to me? Why are you here?” Kirishima sat on the bed next to him. The scratchy surface of Kirishima’s blanket made the siren shift uncomfortably, but he remained silent. Another sigh heaved it’s way out of Kirishima, “Can you even speak?”

The words left his mouth before he could stop them – he immediately wanted to rip them from the air because of their harshness. He never expected the boy to talk, but he did feel he deserved some answers. He spoke again quickly, “Sorry, I-“

“Hurts..to speak…” a tiny voice seemed to crawl on it’s knees out of the other boys mouth. It was scratchy and deep, but it was there.

Kirishima only nodded after a few moments – not in understanding, because how could he, but in silent pity. His mind was still struggling to wrap around all of this. How was he even going to broach the subject? Why was the siren sitting here exactly, looking all too human?

“Thought something…happened…”, Kirishima jumped slightly at his words – did he say all that out loud? He swallowed the lump sitting stubbornly in his throat.

“You thought something happened to me? Why?” The boy shifted again. Why was the feeling of this damn blanket so annoying to him? “You…ran off. Didn’t come…back.. got worried.” he coughed slightly, obviously still straining to continue speaking.

Kirishima hung his head in mock shame. He knew he’d have to face this eventually, but he thought it would be on his own terms at least. He chuckled softly to himself at that. He really was pathetic. When he raised his head to look at the boy next to him, he found the perfect vermillion eyes staring back at him. He swallowed again.

“I’m gonna be honest with you. I don’t really know why I ran off myself. I’m, sorry.”, the words stung the inside of his mouth. He hated lying. He knew exactly why he ran away. He was a coward for not telling him, and he curled in on himsel-

“Did I scare…you?”, his voice was so unsure. He could feel the uncertainty titter-totering around behind those words. Uncertainty if he should even be asking that question.

But Kirishima was quick to reassure him, “No no!” he laughed, “Um, no. If anything I know it wasn’t because I was scared of you.”

Those vermillion eyes and sculpted features stared at him with a frown and one brow raised – clearly not believing him.

“I’m serious! If I was scared of you, would I have agreed to be in here with you, alone?”, he smiled. And the boy almost did too – almost. He quickly regained control of his features and finally drew his eyes to the floor again.

A loud bang on the door interrupted the silence that promptly fell. The old wooden door moaned under the strain of the forceful knocks and Kirishima rushed to open it. As soon as he did, Kaminari’s worried face greeted him.

“Dude! You have to get him out of here, Miss Mitsuki is coming!”, Kaminari whisper-shouted. Cold panic slid down Kirishima’s spine. “What? Why!?” Kirishima sub-consciously closed the door a little – attempting to hide the teenager still sitting on the bed behind him. “I don’t know dude, she just said she wanted to talk to you in the bunk room! We managed to stall her telling her you were getting dressed but she’ll be back any second!”

The hushed panic piqued the siren’s interest. He stood from the bed silently, his legs wobbling. He leaned his head over Kirishima’s shoulder to hear better but as soon as the redhead noticed, he spoke quickly to the boy on the other side of the door and shut it just as quickly. Annoyance pricked the back of the siren’s neck. What were they hiding? He didn’t like this anymore.

Kirishima turned to face him, using his hands to push him over to the nearby window. It looked out over the surrounding forest and was covered only by a tired, white curtain. Kirishima’s eyes went wide as the siren stopped him and adorned a look that could kill – and probably has.

Kirishima held onto the boy’s shoulders and stared into his eyes. He spoke quietly, “Listen, if you don’t climb out of this window and leave right now someone is going to see you. We won’t be able to lie that you’re in our class or that you’re from around here. She knows everyone so she wouldn’t believe us.”

The blond boy swallowed a lump in his own throat. His frown deepened.

“I will come find you again, I promise…But you need to go.” Kirishima’s words seeped with concern laced with rushed panic.

The siren tsked, anger rising from him like hot air as he clumsily clambered out of the window. He mumbled to himself, curses strung along as he made his way through the dense forest. He didn’t turn around to see Kirishima’s relieved sigh, or how he looked after him to make sure he was safe. Dammit.

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bloodywings · 1 year

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night remedy

CW/TW!!!: self-doubt, feeling undeserving, I think this counts as anxiety, reader has a breakdown, hurt/comfort, deprecating thoughts. kiribaku x reader, bakugou doesn't talk too much, low-key semi-deaf bakugou, takes place in the future

2.7k words

Gender Neutral, plus size and POC friendly!!

I think that's all! please let me know if i missed anything!!

a/n: I started this in September while I was having a breakdown lmao

anyway, thanks for clicking! enjoy!

“2:25” the red numbers of the alarm clock in front of you read. It was becoming too late to sleep by the second. But sleeping was the last thing you could do.

The room was almost silent. The definition of white noise was blaring throughout the room you were in. The soft blow of a fan that was practically always on. The rustling of a plastic bag, barely blowing in the soft wind the fan let off. And two soft sets of breathing. Your lovers lay next to you, Eijirou on the opposite side of you, and Katsuki in the middle.

This became a regular thing within a few months of the start of your relationship with them. A small disagreement ensued. Bakugou had been upset because he rarely got to sleep in the middle. You and Kirishima had both assumed that he wouldn’t have wanted to be. His quirk made him hot very easily, so two sets of body heat didn’t seem comfortable. That’s what the two of you thought anyway.

Turns out the blonde doesn’t like when decisions are made for him.

He had begun thinking that the two of you loved each other more than him. And he snapped one day. Only to be extremely flustered when he realized the truth of the situation.

You and Eijirou still tease him about it every once in a while.

Usually, the memory made you smile. But the weight in your heart made it practically impossible to do so.

A soft stirring from your blonde lover snapped you out of your trance. His arm is placed in a different place around your torso, attempting to get comfortable and stay sleeping. His stirring caused the red-head attached to him to stir a bit as well. but still, both remained sleeping.

The blonde’s breathing was the most prominent of the two. Blowing directly in your ear. But Kirishima might as well have been next to you anyway. His soft snores filled the room, usually, it was like music to your ears.

Usually? Yes, those soft snores have lulled you to sleep on many occasions. Now? You couldn’t focus on the soft breathing of your boyfriend if you wanted to. The dark thoughts were the thing keeping you awake. You took another glance at the clock, “2:41” the red numbers blared at you.

At that moment, you wished that the red hue would swallow you whole. Practically begging for it to take you somewhere where your head was empty, not a single thought. And the only thing surrounding you was the love of the two boys laying in your bed.

“y’know, one day they’re going to get rid of you?” the voice in your head whispered. The same one that had been torturing you for the past few hours. “one day they’re going to realize that you are of no use to them, and then they’ll leave you.” “Shut up” you inwardly groaned. “you’re only saying that because I’m right, they’re going to go off and be happy, without you”

Logically, you knew they loved you. They wouldn’t be with you if they didn’t. But your brain couldn’t help but scream about how worthless you were. How they would be better off with just themselves. Or maybe even a different third person.

Someone that's not you.

You could feel tears well up in your eyes at the thought. But crying was not a good idea right now. The heaving of your chest might wake up your explosive lover lying peacefully beside you.

So you pulled the blonde’s arm from around you slowly, so as to not wake him. You succeeded, walking slowly to the door. Just trying to go to the living room of your shared apartment to cry, and then come back up as if nothing happened.

But just as you opened the door a groggy voice called out to you. “Where you goin’?” the grouchy blonde questioned. He’d probably woken up from the lack of body heat at his right side. “See, you ruin everything for them, they can’t even get a peaceful night of sleep ‘cause you're a crybaby” the voice taunted.

“I’m just gonna go and get some water,” you responded softly, turning around. whispering as not to wake your other boyfriend sleeping peacefully. “Sorry to wake you,” you mumbled. Katsuki sat up a bit, only to lay back down when the red-head let out a whine. His red eyes were piercing you, they almost made you want to break down.

“m’kay, don’t take too long,” he grumbled, snuggling himself back into the chest of his boyfriend. Which the red-head gladly accepted, wrapping his arms snugly around the blonde.

With that, you made your way to the living room. A place where amazing memories were made, it should have made you happy, but you couldn’t help but feel downhearted.

As you glanced around the room, the standard flatscreen tv caught your eye. It was one of the two that the three of you had to buy.

Memories flooded from when you got the first one. Katsuki had tried to mount the first one himself. Insisting, “You think those extras could do better than me?” And he did it, the TV even held well. He’d even boasted about it, claiming “you idiots should stop doubting me.”

Bakugou ended up eating his words two days later

You had all arrived home at around the same time. Just happy for the day to be over, the gruesome hero work had taken a toll on the three of you.

Only to walk in and see the TV laying on the ground, face first. The screen completely shattered. Your explosive lover expected you and Eijirou to be angry at him. But the two of you were too busy laughing your asses off to scold him for it.

you looked around at the rest of your living room. There were a total of two couches in your living room. One three-seater, and a loveseat. Polaroids strung on the wall brought more tears to your eyes. The pictures varied from the first date you had to the most recent. Each one was dated with Eijirou’s sloppy handwriting.

The very first one was when Kirishima had finally broken down during your second year and spilled his feelings for you two. And you and Katsuki both accepted.

The three of you went on a date to the fair. And Eijirou was so excited, he hadn’t been to one since he was a kid. He was practically bouncing on the train ride there. And he dragged Katsuki and you all around the fairground. Winning prizes for the two of you left and right. From stuffed animals to keychains to a fish that he had won for you.

He wanted to win another for Katsuki, but the blonde claimed “I don’t want some stupid fish that’s gonna die in three days” He scrunched his nose up in annoyance and disgust while declining the red-head's offer. Instead, Eijirou won his boyfriend a large fish plushie, as a replacement for the fish he had won earlier for you.

While your explosive lover claimed to hate it, the stuffed fish sits up at the top of your shared closet.

The most recent one was for your 7th anniversary, it was Katsuki’s turn to plan a date. And he chose to cook and take the two of you to a cliff. Fairy lights were strung on the trees, and a large tent to fit the three of you. Simple, but so thought out. He had brought you two there with just enough time to see the sunset. And then you spent the night in the forest, escaping the city life for just a night.

Those memories are what broke you, they had made you feel so loved and yet you felt as if you didn’t appreciate it. “Do you see what I mean? you don’t even have any faith that they do love you” the voice returned, mocking the thoughts it had implanted into your head.

You found yourself sitting on the three-seater, leaning over, and softly crying into your own hands. Your thoughts running a million miles a minute. You could hardly make them out.

Over and over.

But they all seemed to agree on one thing.

That you were worthless

Every piece of sadness came down on you in waves, from feeling undeserving of their love, to now feeling guilty because they’ve done so much for you, and you still don’t have anything faith in them.

But, nonetheless, you didn’t break down, just small, silent tears, with even softer sniffles.

Though you knew it was unlikely, you didn’t want any chance of either of your lovers catching you in such a vulnerable state.

But little did you know Katsuki had woken back up, realizing you weren't back from the kitchen, and had gotten up to check on you. And much like Katsuki, the lack of body heat had woken up the sleeping giant that lay next to him.

The blonde told his boyfriend to go back to sleep, but his boyfriend refused, mumbling something along the lines of “it's too cold without you.” Or at least that's what Katsuki thought he heard. Ejirou had a habit of speaking the intelligible language when he was half asleep.

The two tired men made their way through the house, with the red-headed giant stumbling the whole way there.

Out on a mission, you lovers made their way down the stairs, passed the front door, through the kitchen, and out to where you sat, with your face in your hands

“Sweetheart?” a tired voice slurred out. You lifted your head from your hands, and through your blurry vision, you see both Eijirou and Katsuki standing in the doorway. Both of them still rubbing the sleep from their vision. The red-head was the one that called out to you.

“What are you doing out here?” Katsuki asked, making his way to you with the sleepy giant not too far behind him. As you looked up at them, Katsuki noticed your cheeks glistening in the soft moonlight that came in through the window.

“Were you crying?” Katsuki questioned. His question caused the red-head's eyes to widen slightly, fully awake and alert after hearing the word ‘crying’’. Eijirou looked at your face, noticing your wet face in the same fashion your blonde lover did.

“Why are you sitting down here, crying to yourself?” Katsuki interrogated, and while you knew that there was no malice behind his question. But you couldn’t help but flinch at his rough tone, you knew he wasn’t actually agitated with you, but his tone of voice was not helping the thoughts screaming in your head right now.

Eijirou nudged the blonde, silently telling him to shut up.

“What Katsuki means is, what's the matter sweets?” the red-haired male queried. kneeling down in front of you. And at that moment, everything came crashing down on you. Your poisonous thoughts, the lack of sleep, the guilt, all of it came crashing on you.

And before you could blink, a racking sob emitted from your chest, which caused both boys to immediately panic. More and more sobs flowed from you like a messy symphony, and to the ears of your lovers, it was like listening to nails on a chalkboard. Just the sound alone was enough for adrenaline to pump through their veins in panic.

“Hey, hey look at me, ____.” Eijirou pleaded. His heart was hammering in his chest. He’d comforted people before, but this was different, he was afraid you weren’t breathing enough with how hard you were crying. But you couldn’t obey his command, you were way too embarrassed to even think of showing your face. After realizing this, your red-headed lover asked “Is it okay if I hold you?” The small nod you gave was enough for Eijirou to pull you into his arms quickly, whispering soft “its okay”-s and “we’ve got you”-s over and over.

You could feel how hard his heart was beating and it only made you feel worse.

Meanwhile, Katsuki was no better, he sat silently, a hand rubbing circles on your back. He didn’t want to say anything that could possibly make the situation worse. He knew his attitude was harsh, and he knew he had a reputation for saying the wrong thing in situations like these. If anyone had walked in on the scene, they would think he doesn’t care. But lord knows he cares a lot, maybe even more than Eijirou, his palms were sweating, and he could feel his heart hammering in his chest, almost as if it was trying to jump out of his rib cage.

It felt like forever until your sobs slowed down to small coughs and shaky breathing. Now that you were done crying, the situation began to dawn on you. You had woken up your partners in the middle of the night because you were doubting yourself. Sadness began to fade over into embarrassment. You hoped they could just drop this, and you’d go to bed.

But unfortunately, Kirishima was the first to break the silence. “baby? you okay?” he questioned with a strong amount of hesitation. He didn’t want to cause you to break down again. “yeah, ‘m fine” you sniffled softly, snuggling further into the chest of your red-headed lover, attempting to hide from everything that had happened.

Kirishima only hummed as an acknowledgment, trying to find the words to help you. But before the words could make their way into his chest, he heard a soft mumble from you. A very muffled and almost unintelligible, “M’sorry” fell from your lips. It was so soft that Katsuki hadn’t even heard it, which was good for you, he probably would have had your head on a pike for apologizing for something like this.

“There's nothing to be sorry for baby, nothing at all,” Ejirou whispered, one of his hands coming up from your waist to rest on the back of your neck. Rubbing small, comforting, shapes into your skin with his thumb. “like I said, we’ve got you.” your boyfriend reassured, with all of the love he could muster.

“Do you wanna talk about it?” Katsuki mumbled into the crease of your neck, where his head had been sitting for a while. A small, “not really” fell from your lips before you could really think about the question.

All you knew was that the thought of speaking about your feelings was enough to make that small knot come to the back of your throat. making it borderline impossible to hold the small tears that welled in your eyes. you blinked, attempting to make them go away, but instead the small droplets were soaked up by Eijriou’s shirt.

After a small amount of silence, your red-headed partner suggested you all go back to bed. As the three of you walked back to your bedroom, well more like your two lovers, Kirishima refused to let you walk, he carried you through the kitchen, into the front doorway, and up the stairs, with Bakugou following not too far behind.

As you entered your shared bedroom, which had grown cold due to the fan being on high speed, you began to feel sleepy. you were fighting your closing eyelids when your lover placed you in the middle of your soft mattress. both men coming to lay on either side of you.

And when their arms wrapped around you, smothering you in between them, you couldn't help but feel a sense of comfort. almost as if the love they had was wrapping itself around you, but not in a suffocating way, it had just enough pressure to let you know how much they care for you.

While the love of your boyfriends couldn’t make all your problems go away, it could get you through the night. and that alone made the future seem a little brighter.

A/n: Hii, so how was it? Please let me know in the comments! If you have any ways I can improve as a writer please let me know! (remember there is a difference between constructive criticism and being rude)

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I hope you're having a good day! And if not, I hope tomorrow is better! bye darlings <3

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Characterizing Characters:

Kirishima Eijirou.

I’ll be using the source material to create a simple list of traits he has already, then based on those traits, things we can infer about him based on those behaviors.

SourceMaterial!Kirishima curses. He has a potty mouth, especially in battle.

SourceMaterial!Kirishima is a shit talker. You can hear him cracking jokes at/about other characters in the show, not maliciously of course.

SM!Kirishima was insecure as a young teen, and still struggles with negative self talk.

SM!Kirishima is very observant and emotionally intelligent.

SM!Kirishima is a big eater. Hungry boy

SM!Kirishima has a strong moral compass, it’s gotten him in trouble.

SM!Kirishima actively pushes pasts his physical limits, regardless of injury or exhaustion.

SM!Kirishima always gives people their flowers. He regularly recognizes his classmates/colleagues growth and lets them know it. He is the pep talk king.

SM!Kirishima can and WILL correct bad behavior. He regularly calls out his peers when they behave poorly.

SM!Kirishima handles criticism extremely well for a teen, takes everything he learns and applies it immediately.

SM!Kirishima is very street smart. Struggles with book smarts but is fairly studious.

SM!Kirishima has mission anxiety, probably from his first very intense missions.

Now we can make some inferences based on the information we have already.

Prohero!Kirishima has lots of scars (obviously) but based on how he uses his quirk, he’d probably have similar hand scars to Midoriya. Scars focused on his knuckles, wrists, and elbows.

Prohero!Kirishima cracks jokes at his sidekicks/mentees to keep the mood light when training.

Prohero!Kirishima is excellent with kids, probably would regularly do events for kids to teach them about heroic/chivalrous behavior.

Prohero!Kirishima eats like a dumpster. BUT macros matter more to him than calories. He will eat a carton of boiled eggs.

Prohero!Kirishima is a combat hero but made sure to learn the calming and descolation techniques that rescue hero’s use.

Prohero!Kirishima still has moments of quirk insecurity, but he talks about it openly with the public for others to relate to.

Prohero!Kirishima has pre-mission anxiety. Does better when just thrown into action.

And here are some personal head cannons I have for him. 🪨

Cracks his knuckles as a nervous tick

Will crouch to make himself shorter in a crowd so people can see over him

As a pro, he’s somehow always shocked to see fan pages and edits of himself

Hates the sound of his own voice in recordings

His memory is awful. Always remembers important dates like a day late.

Loves giving nicknames but forgets his own sometimes. (“Hey, Riot!” “*Points at himself* Me?” “???”)

Keeps telling himself he’s gonna stop swearing, keeps forgetting to stop.

Falls asleep on FaceTime kind of guy. Doesn’t just have to be with his partner, has fallen asleep on FT with Denki countless times.

Smells like sandalwood and eucalyptus.

Gives guys fist bumps and girls high fives.

Makes silly faces at kids at the grocery store.

I’m currently rewatching the show so I may do another post or other characters.

#kirishima x reader #kirishima eijirou #kiribaku #mha kirishima #bnha kirishima #bnha eijiro kirishima #mha eijirou #bnha eijirou #mha headcanons #mha fanfiction #my hero headcanons #my hero academia #my hero fanfic #misssmina #characterizing characters

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