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doumadono · 4 months

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Synopsis: Kirishima is looking forward to Christmas and decides to pleasantly surprise his boyfriend, Bakugo, with a charming Christmas jumper. The question lingers: will Bakugo be on board with the idea of matching Christmas sweaters?

A/N: this oneshot was written for the KRBK Advent Calendar hosted by @krbkevents My prompt was: sweaters

Kirishima stepped out of the flat he shared with Bakugo, and a burst of laughter escaped him. The snowfall had turned the world into a winter wonderland, and he found himself mesmerized by the delicate dance of snowflakes. His crimson eyes sparkled with childlike delight as he walked through the snow-covered streets, his head tilted back to catch the flakes on his face.

Soon, the hero stepped into the bustling Christmas market. The entire place was a kaleidoscope of colors and festive lights, and the snowfall added a touch of magic to the already enchanting atmosphere.

Despite Kirishima's excitement about the Christmas market, there was a twinge of disappointment when Bakugo declined the invitation to join him. How could he opt for baking mundane, spicy muffins instead of accompanying him to the enchanting Christmas market?! Yet, Kirishima couldn't help but smile inwardly, recognizing that his boyfriend's gruff demeanor was precisely what captivated him. He loved Bakugo just the way he was — always angry and negative about everything. They complemented each other so well!

As he strolled through the Christmas market, Kirishima couldn't resist the festive allure of the stalls. The aroma of hot cocoa and the twinkling lights created an atmosphere of pure joy. He meandered through the market, picking up small gifts and treats until he found himself standing in front of a stall adorned with handmade Christmas sweaters.

The older lady behind the stall greeted him with a warm smile, and her eyes lit up with recognition. "Well, if it isn't Red Riot! What brings my favorite hero to my humble little stall today?"

Kirishima blushed, appreciating the recognition. "Hello!! Just taking a break from hero duties to enjoy the holiday season. Your sweaters caught my eye, they're amazing!"

The lady chuckled, "I'm glad you like them, Red Riot. Anything in particular you're looking for?"

Kirishima's gaze fell upon the green-bottle colored sweater with a charming reindeer motif. "Actually, this one is perfect. I'd like two of them, please — one for me and one for my boyfriend. He's a bit of a firecracker, but I think he'll love this."

The lady grinned, "A matching set, how sweet! You sure have a good eye, Red Riot."

Kirishima chuckled at the wordplay, "Thanks! I thought the reindeer motif was a nice touch. Plus, the green will really stand out and match our eyes! Did you make them all yourself?”

"Yes, indeed. Been knitting these for years. It brings me joy to see people appreciate the art of handmade crafts during the holidays."

“How much do I owe you?"

After the transaction, Kirishima thanked the lady, expressing his gratitude for the beautiful sweaters. As he left the stall, he couldn't wait to surprise Bakugo with the festive gifts, imagining the delight on his boyfriend's face when he saw the matching Christmas sweaters.

Kirishima returned home, paper bags filled with goods in hand. Before stepping inside, he shook off the clinging snow from his shoulders and dusted his shoes to rid them of the winter frost. "I'm home!" he announced cheerfully. After kicking off his shoes and slipping into reindeer-motif slippers, he made his way to the kitchen, where Bakugo was engrossed in mixing dry ingredients for cupcakes.

"Where the hell have ya been, weird hair?! Didn't you say you would be gone for half an hour? You were absent for almost two goddamn hours!" Bakugo's tone was as fiery as ever.

Kirishima grinned, unfazed by Bakugo's irritation. "What, did you miss me?" he chuckled. "Awwww, how adorable!" Leaning in, he planted a playful kiss on Bakugo's cheek, earning himself an angry "tsch" sound from the ash-blonde man.

Kirishima proceeded to unpack the bags, revealing various goodies he had picked up from the Christmas market. With a mischievous glint in his eyes, he turned to Bakugo, who was still busy with the cupcake preparations. "Guess what, Katsuki?" Kirishima grinned, his excitement barely contained. "I met this awesome older lady at the market. She was selling handmade knitted sweaters, and I couldn't resist getting us a little something."

"Don't ya dare tell me you got me a freaking sweater," Bakugo growled, not looking up from his task.

Kirishima's grin widened, and he enthusiastically nodded his head, continuing to unpack the bags. "Oh, but I did! And not just any sweater. I got us matching ones!" He pulled out the green-bottle colored sweaters with reindeer motifs, holding them up for Bakugo to see.

Bakugo glanced at the sweaters and then shot Kirishima a skeptical look. "Matching? Seriously, Eijiro?"

Kirishima chuckled, ignoring Bakugo's grumbling. "Trust me, you're gonna love them. They're cozy, warm, fluffy, festive, and totally capture the holiday spirit."

"I'm not wearing one of those tacky things. They're itchy, uncomfortable, and just plain stupid,” Bakugo commented simply.

Eijiro pouted, his lower lip jutting out in the cutest way. "Come on, Blasty, it's all in good fun! Plus, imagine at our Christmas party when everyone sets their eyes on us wearing these matching sweaters! We're going to be the absolute stars of the show!. It'll be a blast."

As Bakugo examined the sweater, Kirishima couldn't help but feel a warm satisfaction. The festive surprise was sure to add a touch of holiday magic to their home.

"Damn it, Kirishima!" Bakugo bellowed, his voice sharp enough to cut through the air. “I'll look absurd in this outfit, Hair-for-Brains.”

"Come on, Katsuki, just give it a shot. Humor me and try the sweater on, okay?" Kirishima pleaded with an earnest grin.

Bakugo's temper flared, and without a second thought, he grabbed a handful of flour from the countertop. In one swift, furious motion, he flung it in Kirishima's direction, his aim unerring. "Shitty Hair, you're out of your damn mind if you think I'm wearing that garbage!" Bakugo snarled, his eyes narrowing as he watched the flour cascade over Kirishima. “I already told ya no, and better accept it, man.”

Kirishima, caught off guard, blinked as the flour settled on his hair and shoulders. He wiped his face, managing a sheepish grin. "Whoa, Bakugo! Easy there! What's your problem?"

Bakugo, undeterred, continued his tirade. "Problem? This crap’s the problem! I don't need this festive crap ruining my reputation. Real heroes don't wear ridiculous sweaters with damn reindeers!"

Kirishima chuckled, attempting to brush the flour off his clothes. "Lighten up, man! It's just for a bit of holiday cheer!”

Bakugo scoffed, grabbing another handful of flour. This time, he aimed at Kirishima’s head with pinpoint accuracy. "Cheer? I'll show you cheer!"

The flour exploded around Kirishima, creating a makeshift cloud of white powder. Kirishima coughed, his grin faltering. "You're impossible, Blasty!" Kirishima sighed, shaking his head. "But you know what? I think you'll come around.”

Bakugo scowled, throwing a final glance at Kirishima before returning to his baking endeavors. Little did he know, amidst the chaos and flour-covered, tiny argument, a seed of reluctant amusement may have been planted in his explosive heart.

In the quiet aftermath of their flour-filled encounter, the apartment settled into a serene stillness. Kirishima, exhausted from the shopping, retreated to their shared bedroom for a much-needed nap, leaving the infamous sweaters on the nightstand by his side of the king-sized bed.

As the scent of Bakugo's spicy muffins lingered in the air, Bakugo himself finished up in the kitchen. In a moment of introspection, he admitted to himself that perhaps he had been too harsh on his boyfriend.

Katsuki tiptoed into the bedroom, where Kirishima was peacefully napping. The sweaters lay innocently on the nightstand, beckoning him like a challenge. Without waking Kirishima, Bakugo swiped one of the sweaters and made his way to the bathroom downstairs.

Upon entering the bathroom, Bakugo swiftly flipped the light switch, unveiling the vibrant, reindeer-themed sweater in all its glory. As Katsuki reluctantly tried it on, he couldn't deny that it was warm and comfortable. The soft fabric felt good against his rough skin, and he couldn't help but secretly enjoy the coziness of it.

Bakugo stood before the mirror, eyeing his reflection with a begrudging appreciation. The dark green hue of the sweater complemented his eyes and light hair, emphasizing his features in an unexpected way. The reindeer, though still an absurd concept to him, somehow added a touch of whimsy to the otherwise fierce hero. A rare smile tugged at the corners of Bakugo's lips as he took in the sight. The warmth of the sweater seemed to melt away his stubborn resistance, leaving behind a sense of reluctant contentment.

As he admired himself in the mirror, a soft chuckle escaped him, and a secret thought crossed his mind — maybe, just maybe, Kirishima's festive idea wasn't as terrible as he initially believed. His boyfriend had a way of making even the Grinchiest of hearts melt.

Little did Bakugo know that he was being observed from the stairs by Eijiro, who had woken up after Bakugo took the sweater. Red Riot descended the stairs quietly to ensure Bakugo hadn't discarded the sweater, and to his delight, he witnessed his boyfriend trying it on willingly.

Kirishima hurried back upstairs, donned his own sweater, and then descended once again. After a gentle knock on the bathroom door, he opened it, peering at Bakugo's reflection in the mirror. "You did it! You put on a Christmas sweater without being forced to do it! You have no idea how happy I am! And look, I have mine on, too! Look at how cute we look!" Kirishima moved closer to Bakugo, wrapping his arm around his boyfriend's waist and admiring their reflections together.

"I look like an idiot, don't I?" Katsuki muttered, but there was a hint of a smile playing at the corners of his lips.

Eijiro chuckled and kissed Bakugo’s cheek gently. "You look amazing, Blasty! And it's not just the sweater. You always look amazing, handsome."

Katsuki's scowl softened into a small smile, and he pressed his lips against Eijiro's in a loving kiss. "Alright, alright, I'll wear the damn sweater. I have to say, it's not that awful."

Eijiro's face lit up with joy, and he wrapped his arms around Katsuki in a tight hug. "You won't regret it, I promise! This is going to be the best Christmas ever! Oh boy!"

Eijiro hesitantly pulled his phone from the black jeans pocket, looking at Bakugo with a sheepish grin. "Hey, Katsuki, mind if I snap a picture of us in these awesome sweaters? I was thinking of posting it on my Instagram..."

Anticipating a fiery response, Eijiro was surprised when Bakugo took the phone from his hand. To his even greater surprise, Bakugo snapped a series of nice pictures himself.

"Just post the one where I look the fiercest, okay?" Bakugo grumbled. "I want all those people following you to know that even though I'm wearing a goddamn Christmas shirt, I'm still a hero that should be feared and respected!"

Kirishima replied cockily, "Sure thing, handsome! Let me tell ya the Christmas spirit suits you, Katsuki."

Bakugo, not one to dwell on compliments, decided to shut Kirishima up in the sweetest way possible. Without a word, he pulled Kirishima close and planted a gentle, lingering kiss on his lips, effectively silencing any further teasing with the warmth of their shared affection.

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scarlet-traveler · 9 months

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“I like you.”

It was spoken into the quiet of the kitchen during a lull in the conversation, Eijirou’s voice a soft hum but still ringing loud and clear for both boys to hear.

Bakugou’s back was turned to him, the blond busy cooking at the stove; he hadn’t told Eijirou what he was making yet, but by the spices tickling his nose he was sure it would be at least a little intense on his tastebuds. Even if Eijirou couldn’t see the food though, he had a perfect view of Bakugou freezing, his shoulders going rigid and the wooden spoon he was using to stir the pot stilling. And maybe Eijirou went a little rigid too in his seat at the island as Bakugou looked at him over his shoulder, the shock evident on his face. “What…?”

Eijirou honestly hadn’t intended to confess to Bakugou like this. He’d wanted it to be special, something they would both hold as a cherished memory for years to come. He’d still been working out a plan of how to tell him, because Bakugou Katsuki deserved the best, and Eijirou had also been working up the courage to tell his most prized secret of the last few months to the other boy because he didn’t know if he fit in the category of “the best”. His low self-esteem could be annoying like that sometimes.

But still. Those three words were meant to stay hidden, on the tip of Eijirou’s tongue but never escaping past his lips. Yet now, as those words had sprung forth without his volition, he didn’t want to take them back and stash them away for another time.

Eijirou really liked Bakugou, and his friend needed to know that. He liked Bakugou’s strength, his drive, his determination. He liked that he never backed down from a challenge, whether it be a villain he was fighting during his work study or attempting to cram a week’s worth of pre-calc into the squad’s heads in the hours leading up to a test.

He liked that Bakugou wanted to be his friend, that he could see the best in Eijirou on the days he himself failed to, that he cared. He cared enough to sit up with Eijirou at ass o’clock in the morning, indulging him in a late-night meal when twin nightmares ruined their rest instead of trying to salvage a few more hours of sleep before classes later that morning.

It was always the little things with Bakugou, the unspoken actions to boost a mood or lend a hand, clumsy as he may be sometimes in his inexperience, and every time it made Eijirou’s heart swell so big he thought he would choke on the sheer amount of affection he felt for this boy.

He supposed it was about time that rather than gagging him, that affection just decided to spill out into the open.

So Eijirou didn’t try to take it back. He instead smiled, meeting those fiery red eyes that were now fully facing him, the gaze swimming with surprise, disbelief…and maybe hope?

“I like you, Bakugou,” Eijirou repeated, the warmth flooding his chest pushing his voice to be louder. On the other side of the island, Bakugou’s breath hitched, and the spoon dropped into the pot. “I really like you man, so much. I honestly didn’t want to tell you like this, I thought we would be out eating or something? I would’ve asked you out, maybe gotten you flowers, I dunno-”

“Kirishima, shut up.”

Eijirou’s mouth snapped shut with an audible clack. Bakugou’s eyes were still wide, and a pretty pink flush had accompanied the bloodshot eyes and dark shadows that had been at home on pale skin for the last hour. Eijirou thought Bakugou couldn’t look more beautiful.

He didn’t get a chance to savor it for long as Bakugou spun back around, resolutely not looking at him as he busied himself with the food again. It was then that the first tendrils of nerves crawled into his stomach. “I-It’s fine if you don’t like me back, I wanted to tell you anyway because you deserve to know. But um…what do you say?”

It was silent between them for a long moment. Bakugou’s quirk briefly crackled as he shook out his hands before reaching for bowls, ladling what looked like curry into each of them. The stove was flicked off, and spoons were dropped into the bowls with a loud tink. All the while, Eijirou chewed on his bottom lip, watching, waiting.

“I don’t want fucking flowers.” Bakugou brought the bowls over, sliding one toward Eijirou and taking the seat across from him. “We don’t need to go out and eat, either.”

Oh. Eijirou should’ve expected this reaction. He hoped the disappointment wasn’t visible on his face as he nodded and picked up his spoon.

“We’re eating here, anyway.”

Eijirou’s eyes snapped up to Bakugou. He still wasn’t looking at him, but the blush was still high on his cheeks. “You…are you calling this a date?”

Bakugou looked up to glare at him, even as his face grew darker, the color seeping toward his neck and tinging his ears. “Did I fucking stutter, Shitty Hair?”

The smile was back, wide enough to make Eijirou’s cheeks ache. He reached out with his free hand to grasp one of Bakugou’s, and the sea of warmth was at an all time high as Bakugou let him, fingers sliding between the gaps and squeezing tight, not letting go as they started to eat. Eijirou was right, the heat of the curry was intense, but it didn’t hold a candle to the way Bakugou’s small, pleased smile lit him up from the inside out.

Fic written for @krbkevents KRBK Month 2023 Day 9: Confession! Also on AO3!

#mha #kiribaku #krbk #kirishima eijirou #bakugou katsuki #mha fanfiction #fanfic #traveler writes #krbk month 2023 #krbk events

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krbkevents · 4 months

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KRBK Week Prompt List

Announcement number two is for #KRBKWeek24! The goal for 2024 is to have all prompts posted as early as possible to allow ample time to create. And this year, there have been color palettes added for any interested artists!

KRBK Week runs from April 18th-24th!

DAY ONE: Cleaning DAY TWO: Petals DAY THREE: HBD Bakugou! DAY FOUR: Shrine DAY FIVE: Wish DAY SIX: Midnight DAY SEVEN: Fluff/Fur

Use as many or as few prompts as you'd like and be sure to tag the account when posting!

#krbk events #krbk #bnha #kiribaku #mha #krbkweek24 #krbk week 2024 #krbk week 24 #prompt list

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sleuthpuffin · 6 months

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Dynamy making sure to say Happy Birthday to his favorite rock!

#happy birthday to this adorable rock #dynamy #kirishima eijirou #eijiroctober2023 #krbk events

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hyuge · 5 months

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'Tis the Season

“Why would I want to go to some dumb party?”

Kirishima turned around to see Bakugou’s scowling face and smiled without missing a beat. “All our friends will be there.”

“I don’t have friends,” Bakugou chuffed, crossing his arms over his chest, and sitting back on his bed. He leaned his head against the wall and propped his chin on the palm of his hand with his elbow resting on his knee.

“Then what am I?” Kirishima returned to browsing through Bakugou’s manga collection. He rested the tip of his index finger on the spine of a shoujo romance manga where brother and sister twins traded places at each other’s schools. Kirishima had remembered the way Bakugou laughed at the heroine’s love interest having a sexuality crisis thinking he had fallen for her twin. He pulled out the volume he left off on. Bakugou had made it explicitly clear that his shoujo manga was not allowed to leave his room. The last thing he wanted was for people to know he read that kind of thing.

“You’re different,” Bakugou muttered quietly, more to himself than to Kirishima.

Kirishima cocked a brow and turned to look at Bakugou. He was stone-faced, but the tips of his ears were tinged pink. His ears were his tell. Kirishima had to resist the urge to utter the word “cute” aloud, lest he have a further disgruntled Bakugou on his hands. Kirishima moved to sit beside Bakugou on the bed. He was pouting but in that way where it wouldn’t take Kirishima much pushing to get him to go to the party. He just wanted to be difficult to save face.

“Katsuki,” said Kirishima, lowering his voice an octave.

Bakugou’s brows shot up into his bangs as his eyes widened. Kirishima set his hand on Bakugou’s free knee and leaned in close, his lips brushing the shell of Bakugou’s ear. “If you go to the party, I’ll give you your Christmas present early.”

“I don’t need some dumb present.”

Kirishima frowned and leaned back. “Not even from me? When I’ve been planning it for months?”

Bakugou audibly gulped, then sighed in defeat. “Fine, but I’m only going for one hour,” he huffed, then added, “and I’m not dressing up!”

Bakugou was in fact dressing up, but Kirishima decided to wait until the day of the party to share that bit of information with him. Everyone was getting into the festive holiday spirit, Iida included. There was no way Bakugou was going to wear his skull t-shirt and a pair of ripped jeans to the holiday party.

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“I ain’t wearin’ that shit!” Bakugou protested.

Kirishima held up a matching costume to the one he had on. He was wearing a plain, white T-shirt and a pair of brown overalls. There was a little deer tail on the butt of the overalls, and he had a headband with ears and antlers on his head. Ashido did his makeup, painting the tip of his nose brown and adding highlights to his cheeks to give a doe effect. He was proud of his reindeer look and he wanted Bakugou to match.

“But we always wear a couple’s costume,” he whined.

“That’s Halloween. And don’t call them that!”

“But we’re a couple. Everyone knows it.”

“So what?!” Bakugou was fuming. His cheeks bloomed red with anger, and he was pacing in circles around his room. “I’m still not wearing some dumb reindeer get up.”

Kirishima set the costume down on Bakugou’s desk with a sigh. His gaze fell to the floor, and he shook his head. “All right. I just wanted us to do something fun together since we’re not going to see each other over the break. I’m going to the party to hang out with our friends and enjoy the holiday. You do what you want.” He turned away and headed for the door. Bakugou called his name, but Kirishima ignored him, walking out of the room to head to the party downstairs in the common room.

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Kirishima sat on the couch talking to Kaminari and Uraraka. He smiled along to whatever they were saying and nodded his head when they were waiting for him to acknowledge them, but his heart wasn’t in it. He knew he was too harsh on Bakugou. He didn’t like to do things that made him look weak or vulnerable. Dressing up for Christmas was embarrassing when you were the class badass, but Kirishima just wanted to do something fun and silly with his boyfriend. If Bakugou could realize that it was fine to not be so serious all the time, it would do him wonders.

The elevator dinged and the doors slid open, but Kirishima had his back to the hallway from his place on the couch. He didn’t bother to turn around to see who it was until the entire room had grown quiet. He twisted in his spot on the cushion to see Bakugou standing awkwardly at the edge of the room wearing the matching reindeer costume. His cheeks were tinged pink, and his ears were bright red. The little antlers stuck out within his spiky blond locks. He looked adorable standing there with his hands in his pockets, shoulders drawn back defensively.

“Say one goddamn word and I blast you all to hell,” he said with less of his usual bark than normal.

Kirishima got up from the couch and walked around it, hurrying to Bakugou’s side. Bakugou seemed to relax slightly once Kirishima’s arm was around his shoulder. He leaned into the contact; their sides pressed firmly together. “You look great,” he whispered.

Bakugou huffed. “S’whatever. We gonna do this fucking party or what?”

“Yeah,” Kirishima beamed at him. He led Bakugou to the kitchen where an entire feast had been prepared. “Yaomomo’s family had their chef cater the party and Satou made all the desserts.”

Bakugou grunted his approval and they loaded up their plates with food. They moved to one of the quieter tables to eat, taking seats beside one another. “I’m sorry about earlier,” said Bakugou, between bites of rice. It took a lot of restraint for him to muster up the courage to apologize.

Kirishima smiled at him. “It’s okay. I still love you.” He pressed a kiss to Bakugou’s temple. “And a deal’s a deal. About your Christmas present—”

Bakugou choked on a mouthful of rice. “Should you really be talking about that right now?” He chugged down a glass of water with his face red all over again.

“I don’t see why not.” Kirishima reached into his pocket to pull out two slips of paper.

“The fuck is this?” asked Bakugou. He raised a brow as he stared at the paper in Kirishima’s hands.

“They’re tickets! I didn’t want to spend the whole break without you, so we’re going to Disney over break.” Bakugou had a look of disbelief on his face. “Is something wrong?”

The corner of Bakugou’s mouth turned up into a smile and he shook his head. “No, idiot. It’s perfect. It’s just… not what I was expecting.”

Kirishima grinned, wide and knowing, then leaned in closer to Bakugou so that no one could hear but them. “Oh, that’s for later. My parents are going to be gone for the holidays, so I’ll have the house to myself.”

Bakugou spluttered and Kirishima pulled away, chuckling, then pressed another kiss to the side of his face and went back to eating his dinner.

Written for the KRBK Advent Calendar hosted by @krbkevents. Day One Prompt: Party.

In collaboration with Shyn who beta read the fic and did art. You can find the art here.

#krbk events #krbkadvent #krbk advent calendar 2023 #krbk advent calendar #day one: party #bnha #mha #krbk #kiribaku #fanfic #fanfiction #fluff #bakugou katsuki #kirishima eijirou

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ficwritingnerd · 9 months

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✨Enchanted longing✨

Days 4-6: Pet names, Fantasy & Bored

Words: 1,056

Tags: SFW, Pining idiots, Dragon shifter Kirishima, Barbarian Prince Bakugo, Stuck in a cave

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real-life-cloud · 1 year

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WAHOOO done lining my zine comic !!!! at long last i can be a gamer again . my tru calling

#the sky speaks #i say this as if i didnt log into genshin thsi morning to finish the event but um eheh. i did it anxiously knowing my deadline was today #now i will mine some craft and be at peace all thruout #also my piece is rly cuuute hehehehhe go check out the krbk zine called petrichor <3333

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castershellwrites · 14 days

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My preview for the KiriBaku Third Wheel Bang! You can all guess who the third is going to be ;)

#kiribaku #krbk #bnha events #my fanfiction #fanfic preview #kirishima eijirou #bakugou katsuki #taishiro toyomitsu

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kiribacute · 1 year

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My second piece for the @KrBkBigBang event, based on @thegeeksqueaks' fic “Made Visible” - a wonderful exploration of krbk through the topic of food!

Here you can find the first chapter of the fic, which this picture is based on! ❤️🧡

#bnha #kiribaku #bakushima #krbkbigbang #bakugou katsuki #kirishima eijirou #myart #.....kirishima seriously has the weirdest posters in his room #though bakugou can't judge #he probably has a huge pin-up of all might right over his desk let's be real

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taliamamane · 9 months

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enjoying the sunshine with your sunshine ☀️⚙️💥

for dog's krbk Summer prompt and krbk events Sunshine prompt

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giustoart · 8 months

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A day late…KrBk month 23 day 17: Free day. I chose the theme: Day off!

I decided not to draw Bakugo’s scars on purpose because…well, we still don’t know if he’ll have them or not xD

#mha #bnha #krbk month 2023 #krbk events #krbk #kiribaku #bakugo x kirishima #kirishima eijirou #bakugou katsuki

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local-queer-disappointment · 1 month

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unpinning my nice fun positivity post because I want to talk a little about this space that I've created. I think a dni is stupid because people never listen anyways, which is why I haven't had one, but I still see the value in at least telling people who this little corner is for.

also YELL AT ME ON DISCORD I'M woahits_alex.mp3 IF U ASK ME ABOUT FIC RECS FOR MY FANDOMS I'LL CRY WITH HAPPINESS

you are welcome here:

- ALL queers. trans men, trans women, nonbinary, intersex, xenogender, "contradictory" labels like mspec gays/lesbians lesboys/sapphileans (omg it's me!!), slur reclaims, detransitioners who are not transphobic, mspec lesbians, aro/ace and all variations thereupon, unlabeled, questioning, etc. I love all of you. I love the community that we have. we are family, whether or not some of us want to be, and exclusionism is Not Funky Fresh!!

- pro Palestine!! I don't rb posts as much (I am scared of spreading misinformation) but I think I'll start doing that again! (don't forget your daily click guys)

- jewish people. I am specifically adding this one to say that because of the shitty Everything, I sincerely hope I have never spread any antisemitic rhetoric in support of Palestine, reblogs or otherwise. it is not your guys' job to educate me, but I hope it's clear that I'm operating in good faith.

- disabilities/cluster b disorders/systems/AAC users. I am not any of these things so if I say/do something out of line please tell me! but I love you guys and you're absolutely welcome here.

- proshippers (if this bothers you block and move on)

- furries. not personally one of y'all but I think you're neat :]

- literally, like, anyone, as long as you're not a dick

you are not welcome here:

- terfs, transphobes, exclusionists, anti-mspec, anti-lesboy, and people who think transandrophobia is "fake" or whatever. go away I don't like you (or at least be prepared to be blocked or yelled at)

- similarly to last, anyone who starts queer infighting or hates on less visible queers/strangers who don't "look" queer (I don't care if you think someone is cishet. you have no way of knowing that. let's stop hating people for immutable characteristics and start having thoughtful criticisms of people's actions thanks)

- ZIONISTS. BYE BYE

- (but also antisemites because come on now let's not do this. judiasm ≠ zionism)

- ableists, fatphobia, general dickheads. also if you're the kind of person who would tell me irl that I'm a failure for dropping out, I don't want you here!!! surprise!!!

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scarlet-traveler · 8 months

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Eijirou and Katsuki rode down to the common room in silence. The only noises that could be heard in the small space were the hum of the elevator as it descended, and the crackle of Katsuki’s palms as miniature explosions popped across his skin inside clenched fists.

Eijirou took one of his hands in both of his, hardened enough to protect himself but soft enough to not cut Katsuki as he pried open the hand and slotted their fingers together, gently squeezing.

Red eyes snapped up to Eijirou from where they had been glaring at the floor, and he could see the fear swimming in them, as well as in the pinch of Katsuki’s eyebrows and the purse of his lips. It lessened some at the sight of Eijirou’s comforting smile at least.

“We don’t have to do this,” Eijirou said softly. “We can wait for another day.”

Katsuki’s eyes flicked away for a moment as he thought before they returned to Eijirou’s face, and just as the redhead expected he shook his head. “If we push it back we’ll just keep doing it and never say anything. ‘Sides, it’s been a month. The idiots are bound to be a little suspicious by now.”

And, Eijirou could agree with that last part. Whenever he wasn’t completely wrapped up in Katsuki’s company, he could see the looks the rest of the squad would give them, the smiles they would share when Katsuki would call it a night and slip upstairs and Eijirou would stumble through an excuse to leave before following after him a few minutes later. They were sparse, but they were still there.

“Yeah, maybe,” he said, nodding. “But there’s nothing to be scared of. They’re our friends. They’d probably be happy to find out we’re dating!” Eijirou was definitely happy to tell them. So many times during squad hangouts he’d had the urge to be close to Katsuki, to completely curl up against him instead of just sling an arm over his shoulders, to kiss his cheek instead of giving him a playful nudge, but he never did because Katsuki wanted to keep their relationship on the downlow. And he respected his boyfriend’s choice! Katsuki was new to dating and romance, they both were, so it was better to work out the kinks in secret in case things went south. Fortunately they hadn’t, their relationship growing more and more each day, leaving Eijirou with the warm and fuzzies throughout his body at the mere thought of Katsuki.

Even if things were fine now, it was still up to Katsuki when to make their relationship public. Even so, Eijirou was a little surprised that Katsuki had wanted to tell the squad after only a few weeks, the announcement made the night before in a whisper into the space between their pillows, yet that same steadfast determination of Katsuki’s was still present.

It was present now, even as he shifted nervously on his feet. “Maybe…” he mumbled. He squeezed Eijirou’s hand back, his lips pulling up into a small smile. “Betcha Pinky’s gonna freak out.”

Eijirou snorted. “After how much she was pestering Uraraka and Midoriya after they got together? Totally.”

The elevator finally slowed to a stop, the door opening to the common room with a ding. Eijirou moved to pull his hand away like they usually did, but Katsuki tightened his own grip before he could. Eijirou gaped over at him, but Katsuki glared back, a challenge in his eyes and a pink flush on his cheeks. Eijirou just grinned before dragging him out of the elevator.

Kaminari, Ashido, Sero, and Jirou were already by the couches as they walked in, the former two loudly arguing over which movie to watch for the squad movie night while the latter watched on with varying degrees of amusement as they dipped from the bowl of already-made popcorn. The debating stopped as Eijirou and Katsuki entered though, and Ashido’s eyes lit up. “Yes, finally! You two will see reason!” She rushed over, shoving a DVD case into Eijirou’s face so close he couldn’t even make out what it was. “Yay or yay, Tangled is the perfect movie for squad night?”

“Nay!” Kaminari interjected, waving his own movie case in the air. “Why watch that when we’ve got Big Hero 6 right here?”

“But this has a badass princess-!”

“And this has a badass robot-”

“Actually, guys?” Eijirou cut in. “Katsuki and I have something to tell you first.”

The seriousness of his tone got them to stop, and the four shared glances before giving them their full attention. “Okay…is everything okay?” Jirou asked.

“We’re fine,” Katsuki said. “Just-” He abruptly cut off, his voice getting caught in his throat. Eijirou stroked his thumb across the back of Katsuki’s hand, giving him an encouraging smile, and Katsuki sucked in a shaky breath, letting it out slowly. All the while, Eijirou could feel the stares of their friends on them.

Katsuki leveled them all with a serious stare, even as his hand tightened further around Eijirou’s. “Eijirou and I are dating.”

Silence. The squad blinked at them, blinked at each other, looked at them again, faces strangely blank.

“...yeah? We already knew that?” Ashido finally said after several seconds and, what? “But anyway, we gotta watch Tangled! We see enough hero stuff in class already.”

“But these are pre-quirk heroes, Ash, that automatically makes them way cooler than us-”

“Wait, wait, hold the fuck up,” Katsuki broke in, confusion written across his face. Eijirou was sure his own looked the same. “The hell do you mean you already knew?”

It was the squad’s turn to look confused. “I mean, it was pretty obvious,” Sero said. “You’re always going off doing stuff by yourselves.”

“You act all cuddly and junk when you think nobody’s looking,” Kaminari added. “I saw you guys kissing in the locker room last week, too.”

Eijirou and Katsuki’s face turned matching shades of red. “Y-You saw that?” Eijirou squeaked.

“I hear you guys go to each other’s rooms at night sometimes,” Ashido continued, completely steamrolling over their embarrassment as she smirked.

“We’re not doing anything like that!” Katsuki said quickly, his face darkening. “And why are you listening in on us, hah?”

“Kinda hard not to when you make a habit of slamming doors, Blasty,” she teased, sticking her tongue out at him.

“You guys have been calling each other by your given names since forever too,” Jirou pointed out, twirling a jack around her finger. “It’s not exactly a secret that you’ve been dating for months now.”

“But…we only started dating last month,” Eijirou said, frowning.

Jirou choked on air. “Only last month?!”

“Could’ve fooled us,” Sero cackled. “With how many times you two have fallen asleep on the couches together, I thought you’ve been dating since we moved in.”

“And with all the times Bakugou only makes food for you, Kiri, you’ve always gotten special treatment,” Kaminari said, pouting. Eijirou honestly hadn’t noticed any special treatment; he just thought that was stuff best friends did.

“I didn’t cook you fuckers anything because you’re annoying as hell,” Katsuki spat. Eijirou knew that was a lie, otherwise Katsuki wouldn’t have been nervous about telling them about their relationship. The blond wasn’t planning on letting them in on that particular secret though as he turned to leave, pulling Eijirou along with him by their still-joined hands. “Whatever. You fuckers enjoy whatever shitty movie you pick, we’re out.”

“Wait, don’t go!” Eijirou was suddenly tackled from behind by Ashido, with Kaminari clinging onto Katsuki, who was trying and failing to shake him off. “We’re happy for you two, we really are!” Ashido insisted, her eyes pleading as she looked up at Eijirou over his shoulder. “It’s just crazy that you guys only started dating!”

“Yeah!” Kaminari had managed to get a vice grip around Katsuki’s waist. “It just shows how good you two are, right?”

Sero and Jirou were nodding in agreement when Eijirou looked over. Katsuki must have been appeased as he had stopped fighting against Kaminari, but he had a pouty frown on his lips now. Eijirou wanted to kiss it away—and now that the squad knew, that’s what he did, pressing a quick peck to Katsuki’s lips and ignoring the teasing gags from their friends.

Katsuki’s face cleared, his blush reaching his ears now, and Eijirou smiled. “See? Told you it’d be fine,” he murmured for only him to hear. “Still wanna leave?”

Katsuki finally pried Kaminari off of him, but he shook his head. “Nah, we can stay. But we’re watching Big Hero 6.”

“YES! Baymax supremacy!” Kaminari cheered.

“Aw, what? But Rapunzel’s so manly,” Eijirou whined.

“See, Kiri gets it! Tangled it is!” Ashido rushed off to insert the movie, but Katsuki snatched the case from her on the flyby.

“Hell no, we’re not watching princess shit.”

“But you like the princess shit in your manga,” Eijirou teased, smirking.

“Don’t bring up my manga, Shitty Hair!”

“We’re never gonna get around to watching anything before curfew, are we?” Sero asked as the four devolved into another debate.

“Doubt it.” Jirou popped another piece of popcorn into her mouth and nudged the bowl toward him. “This is pretty good entertainment though.”

Sero laughed, snagging a few pieces himself. “True that.”

Fic written for @krbkevents KRBK Month 2023 Day 25: Bakusquad! Also on AO3, let me know what you think! :D

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krbkevents · 27 days

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KRBK Month 2024 Prompts

It's getting to be that time already! KRBK Month is only FOUR MONTHS AWAY. To allow plenty of time to prep, prompts are available for you to see. (No foolin'.)

In addition to the daily prompts there is an added circus/carnival theme. Participants are not required to make their works in a circus/carnival setting if they do not want to. As always, use as many or as few prompts as you would like! You can check out the breakdown of prompts below:

Tightropes/Trapeze

Lion Tamer

Trains

Peanuts

Costumes

Clowns

Tents

Games

Mirror Maze

Knife Throwing

Fantasy Creatures (Fantasy Circus)

Competition

Food

Animal Rides (elephants, camels, etc.)

Ribbons

Tickets

KRBK Day/Free Day

Ferris Wheel

Magic Trick(s)

Prizes

Juggling

Carousel

Petting Zoo

Masks

Balloons

Monkeys

Singing

Hot Air Balloon

Canons

Animal Trainer

Motorcycle Cage

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vampyrsutton · 1 year

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Good Alpha

Summary:

For 2021 KRBK Secret Santa Event on Twitter!

Kirishima wants to be a good boy for his omega.

Ao3 Tags:

Omegaverse, a/b/o dynamics, Sex Toys, Dom/sub Undertones, Sub Top Kirishima Eijirou, Dom Bottom Bakugou Katsuki, Fisting, Anal Fisting, Anal Sex, Alpha/Beta/Omega Dynamics, Alpha Kirishima Eijirou, Omega Bakugou Katsuki, Overstimulation, slick, Multiple Orgasms, Orgasm Delay/Denial, Orgasm Control, Mentions of Breeding, Size Difference, Size Kink, Bakugou Katsuki Swears A Lot, obviously, Copious Amounts of Cum, cum stuffing, Kirishima Eijirou Has a Big Dick, Plot What Plot/Porn Without Plot, Pet Names, Rimming, Ass to Mouth

"Bakubabe, please~.“ Kirishima whimpers, staring up at the cocky omega with big pleading eyes, looking every bit the puppy people said he was. "Please, I've been good. So good, shit, please let me cum. Please!" He begs rutting into the toy pinned beneath him. Both he and his inner alpha would prefer that it was the blonde he was grinding into, but Bakuguo hadn't given him permission to touch let aloneknot him. "Wanna cum in you, baby, please.

"Fuck." Bakugou groans, as he works himself open with a heat toy, Kirishima's pleas bringing him dangerously close to the edge."Shit, stop that, or I'm gonna cum before I'm even done prepping, let alone before you can get it in." He warns, whimpering when the knot of the toy grinds against his prostate. "Fuck, you and your stupid monster cock. Gotta use a whole other knot just to prep, but fuck if it isn't going to feel amazing. Gonna ride you until you forget your own damn name. All you'll know is the feel of my hole milking you for all you're worth. Maybe then I'll let you fold me in half and knot me 'til I look already bred." His fucked out, cocky grin turns outright devious. "After I've had my fill, of course."

Kirishima outright keens at the promise, tongue lolling out of his mouth and muscles straining as he fights to hold himself back from breaking another rut toy. "Ah, fuck, please, omega, please let me help. Wanna, mhnm, wanna make you feel good. Please?"

"Hmm, “Bakugou, pretends to consider even as his breath hitches and he has to freeze to fight off an orgasm, tremors wracking his body at the loss. "Fuck, I don't k-know." He groans. "Do you think you've earned it?"

Kirishima whines a sound long lost, to the days of pup hood as he nods furiously, arms and abs straining as he forces himself to stop rutting in preparation of giving his mate's slick soaked hole his full attention. "Yes, please baby, please, want you to feel good! Please." He's panting heavily pupils blown wide at the prospect of taking him apart with his tongue or fingers or whatever the blonde will allow. Hell, Bakugou could tie him up and use his fist for all he cared, he just wanted to be a good boy for his omega and for the fiesty omega to feel as good if not even better than he did.

Bakugou just smirks wickedly, pretending to ponder a few seconds more just to watch his alpha squirm and whine pleadingly even as he removes the toy from his ass with a shudder. He lets his legs fall open with a smirk, giving the alpha a nice view of his positively dripping hole and watching giant arms flex in self-restraint. 'Gods, he could throw me around like nothing and fuck me up the literal wall without breaking a sweat, and yet here I have him rutting into a toy, like nothing more than a breeder andbegging for my hole formy pleasure . Fuck.' Bakugou thinks to himself with a groan as he gathers some of his slick and smears it across Kiri's lips. He sees a flash of a pink tongue as the alpha fights with himself, but ultimately, the slick stays in, place as the redhead looks at him like a dog waiting to be told they can eat the treat on their nose.

"Good boy." The blonde smirks before lifting himself to his knees and pushing the mass of muscle until he's on his back and Bakugou can hover over his face. "Now eat up- Ah!"

The sentence is barely out of his mouth before giant hands cup around his tiny waist and Kirishima is practically trying to suffocate himself in the blonde's ass, tongue lapping up any drop of slick that dares try to escape. He purrs and coos at the symphony of sounds that leave the omega as he hungrily sucks and licks at the hole above him, preening when he starts tongue fucking the smaller and gets to feel toned thighs start trembling and clenching around his ears.

He delights in the feeling of Bakugou gripping his hair as the little omega fights not to cum and can't help the snicker when he adds his fingers to the mix and the blonde yelps in surprise. This was to get the blonde ready for his cock after all so he doesn't know why the omega is so surprised as he easily works three fingers in around his tongue.

"Fuck, shit, dammit, Shitty Hair! I'm gonna cum if you don't slow down, you oaf!" Bakugou growls despite grinding his hips down onto that eager tongue.

"But you like being overstimulated," Kirishima mumbles from under Bakugou's ass without even an ounce of sass.

Bakugou huffs, tugging at the alpha's hair lightly in warning but doesn't deny it as Kiri moans at the treatment. "No talking."

Kirishima lets out a whine but does as he's told, managing to get four fingers, in with his tongue before pulling the slippery appendage out and marveling when his thumb can start sliding in with his other fingers. He groans as he feels little spurts of pre dribble across his hairline as Bakusou starts fucking himself down on the fingers spreading him open.

The blonde keens as he feels knuckles start to catch on his rim and he knows if he can just work them inside he'll be able to take Kiri next. After he gets done cumming his brains out around the stretch, of course.

Between fucking himself on the toy earlier and the almost embarrassing amount of slick he's producing, it's not long before he's crying out as the red head's knuckles slip inside and he sinks further down the alpha's big hand. His thighs tremble as he tries to lift himself back up, but the drag against his prostate is just too good and he basically screams when his orgasm is ripped out of him.

Kirishima whimpers and whines as he feels Bakugou clenching around his hand, desperately wishing that was his knot the blonde was milking, but knowing the extra prep is necessary outside of heat. The last thing he wants to do is hurt his precious mate so his aching knot can wait if it will make the smaller feel good.

With this in mind, he holds the twitching omega up, careful not to move his hand and overstimulate him too soon.

After a few moments, Kirishima, feels Bakugou twitch around his hand and starts moving again, knowing his hand needs to be able to slide in and out relatively easily for the smaller omega to be able to take his knot.

He's just glad he doesn't have to wear the knot ring today or he might actually cry.

"Ah~ fuck!" Bakugou groans, clenching around the hand inside him with a shudder. "Stupid giant alpha. Gotta take your stupidly, big hand just to stretch around your knot. Fuck, gonna be so full. So good, fuck, so go- Mngh~! The blonde babbles, grinding down on the hand splitting him open. "Gonna be able to feel you in my fucking stomach."

Kirishima whines at the blonde's words, rutting into the air and praying the omega will let him in soon." Baku~ Kat~! Please. Please please please!" He babbles, hoping he's almost ready.

Bakugou almost howls when the alpha opens his hand a little on reflex and presses against his prostate, making him see stars. 'Shit! Dammit, Ei! Inside! Now!"

Kirishima lets out a happy little trill, carefully easing his hand out so as to not hurt the omega and smearing the excess lube on his cock while Bakugou gets his bearings. Once Bakugou decides he's good, however, the alpha gets very little warning before a somehow still tight, wet heat starts sliding down his cock, and he grips the sheets in his effort to not thrust into that heat and potentially hurt his tiny mate.

"Nmghn! Kat, please!" He whines, wanting desperately to grip those slim hips until they bruise and fuck the normally smartass omega stupid, but he wants to be a good boy far more. "Please please, please please, plea-" He doesn't entirely know what he's begging for, just knows that he wants.

"What is it, Alpha?" Katsuki purrs teasingly, smirking when this makes the bigger man keen. "Does someone want to get his knot wet?"

"Good... " Kirishima whimpers. "Wanna be good."

Bakugou smirks, working himself down to sit, just above the knot wanting to split him open as he caresses the red head's cheek. He brushes away tears that he's not sure the alpha knows are there as he hums in approval. "You are. Such a good boy:" He reassures, taking one of the alpha's giant hands and pressing it to the barely noticeable bump poking from his lower stomach. Both shudder at the extra stimulation as Bakugou continues. "Look at how well you fill me, and that softball of a knot you plan to split me open with? Shit such a good boy. If I wasn't on the pill, you could probably pup me with your pre alone. I certainly look it with how much cum you fuck into me. Gods, Kiri, such a good boy." Bakugou groans as he starts riding the alpha. "Such a perfect alpha. Fuck, so full."

Kirishima whines needily at the praise mumbling nonsense as his fingers flex next to pale hips, wanting to grab.

"Go on, alpha. You can touch and more, but remember that I'm still in charge." Bakugou relents, panting as he impales himself over and over. "Fuck, you're fucking huge."

Kirishima, purrs, gripping the omega's thin waist before bucking up to meet the blonde's grinding, grinning proudly at the fucked out noises this earns him.

"Kat, Kat, Kat! "He babbles on, gasping when his knot starts trying to catch, and the blonde clenches down more in response. "Ngnm~ Thank you. Ah thank you thank you thank you~"

Neither has any idea what he's actually thanking the blonde for but neither can really be bothered to care, as Bakugou finds an angle that allows him to grind the alpha's fat cock against his prostate.

Kirishima notices how Bakugou's arms begin to tremble the more he stimulates that spot so takes advantage of his own giant arms to help lift the small omega off his cock before slamming him back down and chuffing happily when the blonde cries out.

"Nahhha Fuck! Ei! Ei, fuck, more! Harder! Use those tree branches you call arms and fuck me like you mean it, dammit?" Bakugou snarls between grunts as the redhead does his best to fuck the sense out of him.

Kirishima whines, arms straining as he lifts the blonde almost completely off of his cock before slamming him back down to above his knot and repeating over and over. The blonde's noises increase in volume and he almost screams when the alpha finds and abuses his prostate once more.

"Ngnnghem! Dammit, Ei! Fuck, you're gonna kill me! Don't you dare fucking sto-Ah!"

Kirishima gets gifted with the pretty sight of red eyes rolling to white and lithe muscles seize as the little omega cums hard across his broad chest. His tongue darts out to claim his treat when he feels some reach his lower lip and chin and he groans at the taste. He holds the blonde through his aftershocks, letting him come back down, but trilling happily when Bakugou gives him the go-ahead.

"Alright, Ei. Go ahead and have at ii-It!" Katsuki doesnot yelp when Kirishima manhandles him to presenting position with his heavily slicked ass high in the air. "Fuck, Ei. Eager much?" He moans, snatching a pillow to put under himself.

"Sorry, you're just so perfect. Please, Kat can I mount you?" Kirishima whines, rutting between toned cheeks.

"You better. “Bakugou huffs over his shoulder as he reaches back to spread his own cheeks and tempt the alpha further. "Hurry up already."

Kirishima's alpha growls in delight at the sight before Bakugou is caged within strong arms and a broad chest drapes over his small back, enveloping him completely and reminding him just how small he is compared to the hulKing alpha that he controls.

"Sorry, Kat." Kirishima whimpers when he hears Bakugou's breath hitch.

"'s fine. Just get inside me, stupid alpha." Bakugou mutters in impatience.

He knows the alpha is stupidly huge, but with how much of a puppy he usually is, it never really registers until he's being thrown around like he weighs nothing and is trapped in those giant arms like simple prey. The shark-like teeth grazing the back of his neck certainly didn't help the matter and gods did he love it

"Thank you, Kat." The giant redhead chuffs happily as he lines himself with the slick-soaked hole in front of him."Can I knot? Please?" He whimpers.

"You better!" Katsuki tsks as he wiggles his hips. "Now, hurry u-Ah!"

The couple moans as Kirishima slides in, pausing for only a moment to allow them to readjust to the new angle before he's pulling out to give a few tester thrusts, knowing the stubborn omega has the tendency to rush. When all he gets in response is needy moans, he pulls almost all the way out to slam back in and start a brutal pace that leaves the blonde almost screaming as he's fucked into the mattress with the same ferocity as the rut toy earlier.

The room quickly becomes filled with the smacking of skin on skin and the demanding pleas and moans of Bakugou as he tells his alpha just how to fuck him. Meanwhile, Kirishima is contributing just as much noise as he pants, whimpers, growls, and moans through his efforts to meet the blonde's demands.

"Shit! Ei, your knot! fuck! Harder! "Bakugou growls, doing his best to relax further so that huge ass Knot can get inside him faster.

“Kat, Kat, Kat, mnm~ You feel so good. Fuck, so tight. So perfect. Thank you thank you thank you. Love you, Kat. Love you, so-hngck." Kirishima lets out a strangled keening sound as his knot finally catches and locks inside the omega, locking them together.

He vaguely hears a strangled moan as he continues to grind inside of Bakugou and smells the sweeter scent of omega cum, notifying him that the blonde came again. It certainly explains the incoherent babbling, leaving the blonde as Kirishima chases his own finish, but luckily for the omega, the alpha isn't too far behind as the clenching heat around his knot soon sends him over the edge.

Kirishima practically howls as he finally cums, painting, the omega's insides white with it as he bites into the blonde's mating mark.

Bakugou makes a noise, very similar to when he cums, but no fresh scent fills the air and he croons at the dry orgasm, arms and legs completely, giving out as he flops lifelessly onto the sheets. The pillow under his hips and his alpha's knot are the only things keeping his ass in the air at this point and he purrs contently as the alpha keeps cumming.

As he lazily opens his eyes, he gets to watch how his alpha's arms tremble and shake, muscles straining as he fights to keep himself upright so as to not crush the small blonde. He reaches out to feel one of the flexing forearms and moans at the fresh wave of cum that fills him at the action.

"Good alpha." He purrs, petting one of the large biceps how he would Kirishima's face if it weren't still buried in his neck, attached to his bite. "Good boy."

Kirishima makes a happy noise at the praise, finally letting go to lick and nuzzle at the mark now instead. "Perfect omega." He hums.

Eventually, they gain their bearings enough for Kirishima to roll them onto their sides to more comfortably wait for his knot to go down.

Bakugou whines when Kirishima finally stops cumming and groans when the knot finally deflates enough for Kirishima to slide out. He suddenly feels like a balloon with a hole in it as cum pours out of his. He whimpers when he feels the alpha scoop some up to stuff back into his overly sensitive hole, shivering at the pleased growl behind him.

He weakly waves his arm at the redhead. "Stop that." He grumbles. "You just shoved a fucking softball in me, it’s not gonna stay."

Kirishima whines on instinct but still chuckles at the blonde's words. "Sorry, babe."

"'S fine." The blonde mumbles, making grabby hands. "Now get down here."

"You don’t wanna get cleaned up?" Kirishima hums in amusement.

"Did I stutter?" Red eyes glare at him over a pale shoulder for daring to question him.

Kirishima sighs in mock exasperation. "Okay~, but no complaining when you feel gross later."

Bakugou just huffs non-committal manner, curling into the alpha's big chest and purring.

They both knew he would.

He did.

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