#kirishima masterlist

[prettyboykatsuki]

notes from op ; not an exhaustive list but all major fics are included. if you want to see more thoughts and one-off shitposts about kirishima specifically, you can check my #a.kirishima tag

all characters written aged over the 18, usually early twenties.

—✮ LONG FIC [4k+]

✮  [ FRUIT STAND ] | [SFW] | WC ; 4.9k

SYNOPSIS ; Kirishima leaves home to join a group of mercenaries and falls in love with the girl at the fruitstand who cuts her apples into bunnies.

TAGS ; Fem!Reader, Strangers to Lovers, Pre-Relationship, Getting Together, Pure Fluff

—✮ SHORT FIC [1k+]

✮  [ TAKE A BEATING ] | [NSFW, 18+] | WC ; 1.5k

SYNOPSIS ; Kirishima is willing to endure anything for you. he likes it really.

TAGS ; Sub!Kirishima, Dom + Fem!Reader (Ma'am as a title), Puppyplay, HEAVY SADOMASOCHISM, Caning, Aftercare

✮  [ BULLY KIRISHIMA ] | [NSFW, 18+] | WC ; 2.2k

SYNOPSIS ; Kirishima likes ruining your life

TRIGGER WARNINGS ; DUBCON, MANIPULATION, TOXICITY, YANDERISH

TAGS ; Fem + AFAB!Reader, Praise, Degradation, Semi-Public Sex

✮  [ TELL ME AGAIN ] | [SFW] | WC ; 1.4k

SYNOPSIS ; Kirishima comes to you with an apology.

TAGS ; Fem!Reader, Cliches. Fuckboy-ish Kirishima

—✮ DRABBLES [400-999]

└✮ Thinking of marriage + GN!Reader

└✮Dumbification+ Fem + AFAB!Reader 18+

└✮ Puppy hybrid + GN!Reader

└✮ Kiribaku Poly Threesome + Fem + AFAB!Reader 18+

└✮ Giving him a dandelion + GN!Reader

└✮ Taking care of him drunk + GN!Reader

—✮ BLURBS [-400]

ONE | TWO | THREE (NSFW)| FOUR | FIVE

[his-lune]

☾. kirishima eijirou masterlist ☽

-`♡´- key -`♡´-

angst (a) ;; fluff (f) ;; smut (s) ;; crack (c)

☾. one shot

ᯓ★ coming soon...

☾. series

ᯓ★ coming soon...

[thecowboykatsuki-anon]

Kirishima Eijiro Masterlist-WIP

Drabbles:

-> Outlaw!Kiri takes you to a hotel (smut)

-> Poly w/ Outlaw!Bakugou 1

-> Outlaw!Kiri is possessive (smut)

One-shots:

-> Take It Out On Me (angst, smut)

[aaizawashouta]

🔥 smut ❤️ fluff ❤️‍🩹 angst

Here Comes Trouble 🔥

[skiiyoomin]

ღCalling the boys bro

ʚCont: gn! reader

ʚCharacters included: deku, bakugou, shoto, kirishima, denki

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a/n its my first time posting an smau so have mercy!

[nastyc2nt]

♡.°₊ˎˊ˗ Soul Sucking ♡.°₊ˎˊ˗

╰┈➤ Collage!Katsuki Bakugo & Eijiro Kirishima x succubus!fem!reader {Turned slightly human}

✦ ──────── ᖭི༏ᖫྀ ──────── ✦

╰┈➤ Mini Series. {Short chapters}

╰┈➤ SUM: The boys take on a Halloween dare, they aren’t cowards. But it’s just a prank, nothing is going to happen when they try and summon something. Of course, it’s only a matter of time before they realize they had bound themselves to a demon.

╰┈➤ Warnings: Smut, Soul Trapping?, Soul Selling, Succubus powers, Demon turned slightly human, Honorary Halloween but fall series, slow updates. {All other warnings will be put on that chapter.

❥ ❥{01} ❥ ❥{02} ❥ ❥{03} ❥ ❥{04} ❥ ❥{05}

¡!Don’t repost my posts on other websites, don’t translate them, theses are for me to publish on my own!!

Taglist: Taglist: @h0n3y-l3m0n05 @zmbiecvntlala @osebb

[whirlybirbs]

— WATCH YOUR STEP ! ; it's a masterlist.

[ v10.14.24 ] here's a post dedicated to organizing my recent writings — summer/fall 2024. minors dni with fics marked 18+. featuring: my hero academia, demon slayer, jujutsu kaisen

BOKU NO HERO ACADEMIA:

*ೃ༄ ALL MIGHT | toshinori yagi

( 18+ ) bruised ego | part one ; f!reader / all might — young!might. you & toshinori have a great working relationship. all might is like a mentor. a great guy. a real, stand-up dude. a hero who inevitably has to help you deal with the side-effects of being hit with a love quirk. ( 18+ ) bruised ego | part two ; f!reader / all might — young!might. he should have waited for you. but no, toshinori felt like he had something to prove. now, roles are reversed and he needs your help. ( WIP ) bruised ego | part three ; f!reader / all might — coming soon. ( 18+ ) all smite + tears ; f!reader / all smite — part of the #birbs smut blurbs ( 18+ ) toshinori + voice ; f!reader / toshinori — part of the #birbs smut blurbs #bruised ego | the tag ; — includes headcanons, drabbles, and asks pertaining to the bruised ego series

*ೃ༄ HAWKS | keigo takami

meet & greet | part one ; f!reader / hawks — you manage to snag two VIP meet & greet tickets for your nephew's birthday. he insists you join him. part one of two. ( WIP ) meet & greet | part two ; f!reader / hawks — coming soon. ( 18+ ) keigo + begging ; f!reader / hawks — part of the #birbs smut blurbs #meet & greet | the tag ; — includes headcanons, drabbles, and asks pertaining to the meet & greet series

*ೃ༄ DABI | touya todoroki

burner cell | part one ; f!reader / dabi — you end up at the league's bar, unbeknownst to you or your drunk friends. you just want to go home. set in the early days of bnha. burner cell | part two ; f!reader / dabi — after a week of silence, you finally text dabi. #burner cell | the tag ; — includes headcanons, drabbles, and asks pertaining to the burner cell series

*ೃ༄ SHOTO | shoto todoroki

can't we be seventeen? ; f!reader / shoto — he's loved you since he was seveteen.

*ೃ༄ RED RIOT | eijiro kirishima

noise complaint ; f!reader / red riot — red riot feels really bad about absolutely wrecking the shit out of your treasured plants, or eijiro kirishima falls in love at first sight.

*ೃ༄ SUNEATER | tamaki amajiki

( 18+ ) tamaki + tentacle ; f!reader / suneater — part of #birbs smut blurbs

*ೃ༄ ENDEAVOR | enji todoroki

( 18+ ) endeavor + whipped ; f!reader / enji — part of #birbs smut blurbs

*ೃ༄ ERASURE HEAD | shouta aizawa

( 18+ ) aizawa + eating ; f!reader / shouta — part of #birbs smut blurbs

*ೃ༄ MINDJACK | hitoshi shinso

( 18+ ) mindjack + quirk ; f!reader / hitoshi — part of #birbs smut blurbs

KIMETSU NO YAIBA:

*ೃ༄ KYOJURO RENGOKU

the fool ; f!hashira reader / rengoku — all you wanted was to pass out in your room, but no. here you are, dragging yourself (quite literally) up the mountainside to the ubuyashiki mansion's onsen.

JUJUSTSU KAISEN:

*ೃ༄ SATORU GOJO

( 18+ ) gojo + lineage ; f!reader / gojo — part of #birbs smut blurbs

*ೃ༄ NANAMI KENTO

( 18+ ) nanami + tie ; f!reader / nanami — part of #birbs smut blurbs

[ updated: 10.14.24 | © all works belong to @whirlybirbs / pilotisms on archive of our own. do not plagiarize, translate, repost, or bind my fanworks for sale. ]

[boohorns1136439]

Masterlist

Learning to belong ~ poly!MHA x fem!Reader

Tags: Pack! Izuku Midoriya X Bakugo Katsuki X Shoto Todoroki X Kirishima Eijirou ; Pack! X fem!Reader ; Omega!Izuku Midoriya ; Omega!Bakugo Katsuki ; Omega!Shoto Todoroki ; Omega!Kirishima Eijirou ; technically Beta!Reader ; modern Au ; post-UA ; Reader has a quirk ; non hero!Reader ; smut eventually ; fem!Reader ; afab!Reader

00 // 01 // 02 // 03 // 04 // 05 // 06 // 07 // 08 // …..(soon)

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As always, thank you @cafekitsune for the stunning dividers

[xotoru]

☁︎MHA Masterlist

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ᡣ𐭩Katsuki.B

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ᡣ𐭩Hanta.S

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ᡣ𐭩Denki.K

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ᡣ𐭩Eijiro.K

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ᡣ𐭩Shoto.T

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ᡣ𐭩Headcannons

Boyfriend headcannons

Nsfw headcannons

ᡣ𐭩Smau

Thirsty * You jus cant help yourself when your man is looking that good!

Accident * The mha boys accidentally send you nudes... {nsfw}

Master plan * you “accidentally” send the mha boys nudes {nsfw}

Such a tease! * you tease them while wearing revealing clothes “unintentionally” {nsfw}

Daddy!? * calling them daddy randomly {nsfw?}

let me hold you * they won’t let you walk away upset

Back to masterlist

[winxanity-ii]

RESONANCE

ship: various!bnha x fem!reader warnings: non-explicit word count: 5.5k a/n: just wanted to spit out a lil one-shot, not sure if I'll make a full fic from this but who knows lolol; tell me what y'all think…

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All your life, people gravitated to you.

It was something that felt almost like gravity—a pull that made others orbit around you, with secrets and vulnerabilities spilling out like some cracked, overflowing dam.

They couldn't help it, and it wasn't something you actively tried to do either.

Your Quirk, Confidant, was a force of its own, turning you into an unwitting confessional booth for whoever happened to cross your path. Whether you were ready for it or not, they opened up.

There had been days when you tried to keep it off, to put up the wall and protect yourself from the sheer emotional weight that others dumped at your feet. But it took too much effort, too much focus to constantly repel that need in others.

If someone came to you, tearing up over a breakup or raging about the stress of everyday life, you'd let them; it was just easier to let it run its course.

And, sure, there weren't any physical drawback—no energy drained or migraines induced. But to you, there was a burden no one else seemed to recognize: the reboot.

Once someone started talking, your mind went into what you had nicknamed "short-reboot mode." It was like something within you flipped a switch, and suddenly, every part of you worked to cater to them.

Your eyes would track every shift in their expression, your ears catching every wobble in their voice. You'd analyze, break down every cue, every breath, until your responses flowed with practiced ease—the words that person needed to hear, the exact tone that made them relax.

Sometimes, you'd offer a soft, comforting touch. Other times, you'd say nothing at all, just be a presence there to anchor them.

When it was over, and they'd leave—well, that was when things got weird.

Not for them; no, for them it was almost as if a fog rolled over their memory of the whole thing. A protective influence that made the event seem far-off, unimportant, a comforting haze to keep them from fixating on you.

For you, though? You'd collapse in bed later on, mind swimming with everything you'd absorbed, while the Quirk worked behind the scenes to sort and compartmentalize every scrap of information.

It all got stored away—permanently—so you'd never forget.

And because of that, you hated it.

You hated how your brain worked on autopilot for everyone else, how every emotional exchange was something you'd retain forever while the small, everyday things slipped right through the cracks.

You'd put down your phone and lose it within minutes, or take things into a room one by one when you could easily grab everything at once. Your grandfather loved to tease you about it, always laughing as he cackled out, "Book sense, not a lick of common sense!"

Today, it was no different.

You groaned as you walked down the stairs from your bedroom, a yawn escaping your lips as you shuffled along.

You looked every bit as tired as you felt—oversized hoodie hanging loosely from your shoulders, the fabric wrinkled and slightly twisted, and your oversized socks pooling around your ankles.

Your clothes were a patchwork of dark shades, clinging to you in a way that made it clear you'd grabbed whatever was closest without a second thought. Your hair was pulled back into a lazy ponytail, secured with a shoelace of all things, because you couldn't find a single rubber band.

You sucked your teeth at the thought, recalling how bit by bit, you had given away every one of your hairbands over the last few weeks to others who needed them. "I just bought that bulk pack," you muttered under your breath, feeling the mild frustration bubble up as you ambled into the kitchen.

The moment you stepped into the bright atmosphere of the kitchen, it felt like you were walking into another world. The colors, the light, the very mood—all of it was the opposite of you. The kitchen was warm, sunlight pouring in through the curtains, highlighting the cheery yellow walls.

Your mother was already bustling around, her cotton candy pink hair tied neatly at the base of her neck, her slender form moving with practiced grace as she prepared breakfast.

Her skin was a deep, rich shade of brown, and her eyes were bright yellow, almost glowing, with small opal-like moles at the corners that caught the morning light. She looked like something from a storybook, too perfect for the mundane scene unfolding around her.

The moment she noticed you shuffling over, she gasped softly, a bright smile blooming across her face. "Good morning, ____~," she sang, her voice lilting and sweet. "Did you have a good rest?"

You grunted in response, barely managing to pull the chair out before plopping down into it, your face half-hidden by the hood of your sweatshirt.

"That's great, sweetie~," she chirped, entirely unfazed by your lack of enthusiasm. She set a plate of food in front of you, leaning down to press a soft kiss against your cheek. "Eat up. Your big brother will be taking you to school soon—you know how he gets about wanting you to be on time." She gave you one last gentle pat before twirling away, humming to herself, lost in her own vibrant little world.

It wasn't long before the rest of your family joined you. Your father and brother came down the stairs only seconds later, both of them just as bright and awake as your mother.

Your brother's footsteps were loud and purposeful as he approached, his hand ruffling your hair as he passed by. "Morning, sis," he said, his voice cheerful, a bright grin lighting up his face.

"Morning," you mumbled, barely looking up.

Your father followed, his broad shoulders taking up the space in the doorway for a moment as he stepped into the kitchen. His blue hair was tousled but neat, the same shade as the sky on a crisp morning. His green eyes were sharp but softened when he looked at you, a smile spreading across his face.

He leaned down, pressing a kiss to your forehead. "Good morning, little love," he said, his voice deep and warm, wrapping around you like a comforting blanket.

You sighed softly, nodding in response as they settled at the table.

Your mother moved between them, setting their plates down before finally taking a seat herself, her smile unwavering as she looked at all of you.

The scene was perfect, almost unreal in its harmony—the three of them chatting easily over breakfast, their voices blending together with the soft sound of birds chirping outside the window.

Even though it was a regular, cloudy day, the kitchen seemed filled with sunshine, the warmth radiating from your family like a beacon. Everything about the morning—the bright voices, the gentle smiles—made it feel mythical, as if you were living in a fairytale.

It was always like this: your family's moods almost too perfect, too light. How could they not be, though, when they had you? Built-in therapist, problem solver, always there to smooth over any tension, any hint of unease.

They could always be at their best because you carried the weight for them.

As everyone finished up, your brother stood, gathering the dishes and taking them to the sink. Your mother got up as well, moving to grab everyone's packed lunches for the day.

Your father turned to you, his gaze softening as he addressed you. "____," he started, his voice gentle but with a hint of something else—hesitation, maybe? "Could you come by my agency later after school? We've got a case... or, well, a patient. I could use your help again."

You hummed, a small sound of acknowledgment as you poked at the last bit of food on your plate. "Sure," you said, though the idea of it made your shoulders droop a little. It wasn't that you didn't want to help, but the thought of more people, more emotions, more weight, felt heavy already.

Your father's smile brightened, and he reached over, giving your shoulder a gentle squeeze. "Thank you, little love. You know it means a lot to me." He worked as a hero, and it wasn't uncommon for him to ask for your help.

He ran an agency called Constellation, and his quirk, Record, a photographic memory that worked both by touch and mentally, made him one of the best at what he did. He primarily worked with police and undercover heroes, solving cases that required an eye for detail that few others had.

Ever since you'd gained your quirk, he'd relied on you for the more delicate matters—the emotional weight of things that even he couldn't quite process alone.

A few seconds later, your brother returned, his grin blinding as he held out your backpack and lunch. "C'mon, sleepyhead," he said, his eyes bright with excitement. "I got your stuff. Let's go catch the train."

You pushed your chair back, standing up with a stretch. "Yeah, yeah," you muttered, taking the bag from him. You turned to your parents, waving lazily over your shoulder. Your mother and father stood side by side, your father's arm wrapped around your mother's waist. She towered over him with her lithe frame, his head just reaching her collarbones. "Bye, Mom. Bye, Dad."

"Bye, sweetheart!" your mother called, her voice as sunny as ever.

"Have a good day, little love," your father added, giving you one last smile before you followed your brother out the door.

The cool morning air hit you as your brother led the way down the sidewalk, his usual confident stride carrying you both towards the train station.

You glanced over at him, watching as he talked animatedly, his hands moving to emphasize whatever point he was making. He was always like this—full of energy, especially in the mornings, unlike you, who was still trying to wake up.

As you both settled into your seats on the train, your brother continued to talk, his voice carrying over the quiet hum of the train. He was telling you all about his third year at Shiketsu High, his eyes sparkling as he described how different and fast-paced everything was compared to the previous year.

He even started rambling about his work-study with Fatgum, who he mentioned was an alumnus of Shiketsu High, and his fellow collegues, some guys named Suneater and Red Riot.

You glanced at your brother as he spoke, taking in his features. He looked like a perfect mix of both your parents.

His hair was a blend of your mother's bright pink and your father's deep blue, swirling together like cotton candy, giving him a vibrant and almost ethereal look.

His eyes were a mesmerizing combination of green and yellow—a galaxy of colors that seemed to shift with his mood, as if reflecting the emotions he felt around him.

Scattered across the bridge of his nose were luminescent, opal-like freckles, glowing faintly in the light as he spoke. They weren't just decorative; they were part of his Quirk, Emotilink—which was inherited from your mother���would glow and shift in color depending on the emotions of those he touched, allowing him to feel the emotions of others.

Together, their abilities made them almost like human mood rings, their markings betraying the emotional states of anyone in their vicinity.

Your brother was tall and broad-shouldered, his husky build making him seem both strong and comforting. His skin tone was a perfect, ambiguous shade—not quite pale, not quite dark—striking a balance that made him stand out without fitting neatly into any one category.

He carried himself with a confidence that only seemed to amplify the presence of his quirk, his luminescent markings always a glowing reminder of what he could do.

You, on the other hand, looked nothing like the rest of your family.

When you were younger, you'd had your mother's yellow eyes and your father's blue hair. But after your Quirk had manifested, everything about you seemed to change.

Your features had shifted, becoming more subdued, less distinct, until you were left with an appearance that could only be described as forgettable. Your hair had dulled to a mousy brown, and your eyes had lost their vibrancy, now a muted shade that seemed to blend in with the rest of you.

Sometimes you wished your Quirk was just that—forgettableness. Maybe then you wouldn't feel the weight of everyone else's emotions pressing down on you.

You were pulled from your thoughts when your brother grabbed your wrist, his grip firm but gentle as he pulled you up from your seat. "Let's go," he said, his voice filled with his usual enthusiasm.

You barely had time to react before he was practically dragging you out of the train and towards the school.

It was a routine you were used to by now—your brother carrying you along, making sure you got where you needed to be without any issue.

He didn't even break a sweat as he deposited you in front of the school gates, his hands moving to smooth out your clothes and pat down your hair, completely uncaring of the looks you both were getting from the other students.

"Aaand... there!" he said, stepping back with a satisfied smile. He handed you your backpack, his grin widening. "Alright, sleepyhead, I'll meet you here after school to take you to Dad's agency, okay?"

You nodded, adjusting the straps of your backpack. "Yeah, okay," you replied, your voice barely louder than a mumble.

He bent down, staring you right in the face with a grin. "Have a great day, alright?" he said, his eyes filled with warmth and encouragement. He reached out, ruffling your hair one last time before turning to head towards his own school. "See ya later!"

You watched him go, a sigh escaping your lips as you turned to face the school. You never really understood why he insisted on taking you to school every morning, especially when his own school was a twenty-minute walk in the opposite direction.

But then again, he'd managed to maintain perfect attendance for the past two years, so he must have been doing something right.

With another sigh, you pulled out your headphones, hoping that maybe—just maybe—they would be enough to keep people away today. You knew it was a long shot, but it was worth a try.

As you walked through the gates and into the bustling courtyard, you could already feel the familiar pull—the curious eyes, the hesitant glances, the weight of unspoken words hanging in the air.

You pushed your headphones over your ears, the music drowning out the noise around you, but it wasn't enough.

It never was.

You stayed behind in the classroom during lunch, deciding to give yourself a break from the constant buzz of students. The cafeteria was always too loud, too busy, and you needed a moment to just be alone.

You pulled out a packet of fries you had bought earlier, munching on them absentmindedly while staring out of the window. The clouds rolled lazily across the sky, and for a moment, you allowed yourself to drift off, letting the quiet calm your racing mind.

You were jolted out of your thoughts when you heard your name being called. You turned, startled, to see your homeroom teacher hovering near the doorway. "____," she called again, her voice soft but carrying an unmistakable edge.

Your teacher, Ms. Hachiko, was hard to miss. She had a distinctly bee-like appearance, with large, round eyes that shimmered like polished onyx, and her entire body was covered in soft, fuzzy yellow fur.

Two delicate antennae sprouted from her forehead, and her long hair was pinned back into a neat bun. She floated a few inches off the ground, her wings fluttering quietly behind her.

But it wasn't just her that caught your attention. Standing behind her, with his shoulders slouched and an unmistakable frown etched across his face, was none other than Aizawa Shouta—the underground hero, Eraserhead.

You felt your eyes widen, and you choked on the fry you had just been eating, your throat seizing in shock. You coughed, hitting your chest several times as tears welled up in your eyes.

Both adults stood there, awkwardly waiting as you hacked out a few more coughs. When you finally managed to catch your breath, Ms. Hachiko gave you an apologetic smile. "____, you need to speak with Eraserhead here," she said, her antennae twitching slightly. "I'll leave you two to it," she added before fluttering out of the room, her wings buzzing softly.

You were left alone with Aizawa, who ambled over to the desk beside you and dropped himself into the seat, his tired eyes fixed on you.

He was wearing his hero uniform, his capture weapon loosely wrapped around his neck, and his dark hair hung messily around his face. He looked exhausted, deep lines etched beneath his eyes, but even then, there was something undeniably striking about him. He had an air of quiet authority that demanded respect, no matter how disheveled he appeared.

He stared at you for a moment before finally speaking. "Look, kid, I'm not sure why Nezu sent me here," he began, his tone blunt, "but apparently, you're needed for something. Honestly, you're a child, and you shouldn't even be involved in this. But here we are."

You blinked at him, still trying to wrap your head around the fact that thee Eraserhead was sitting in front of you, talking to you. He let out a sigh, rubbing a hand over his face. "Have you heard about the recent villain attack on the UA first-year training camp?"

You nodded slowly, recalling the news you had heard about it weeks ago. You remembered hearing that it was the same group of first-year students that had already had a run-in with villains at the USJ. "Yeah, I heard about it," you replied, your voice barely above a whisper. "They got some crappy luck..."

Aizawa gave a humorless chuckle, shaking his head. "Yeah, well, it's been rough on them, that's for sure. The thing is, my boss, Principal Nezu, wants you to help the students who were most affected by the attack—Class 1-A. The other students have been able to get help from their assigned therapists, but Class 1-A... they're different. They've built a wall around themselves so thick that not even the best world-renowned therapists can break through. They think this is just part of being a hero, that they have to suck it up and move on."

You frowned, a slight pang of pity tugging at you as you listened. You knew what he was asking before he even finished explaining. It wasn't like you had a choice anyway. If Nezu, the head of UA, was asking, then your small, out-of-the-way school, Okiyama Municipal High, wasn't exactly in a position to say no.

With a heavy sigh, you slumped back in your chair, dropping your half-eaten packet of fries onto the desk. "Will I be back before school is over?"

Aizawa rolled his eyes, clearly not impressed with your lack of enthusiasm. "Yes, you'll be back before the end of the day. Nezu already spoke with your parents. One of your father's sidekicks will pick you up from UA bring you straight to his agency. It shouldn't take too long—you're just meeting them and getting a quick assessment."

Shoulders slouching, you could already picture the long, draining night ahead of you. With a resigned sigh, you pushed yourself out of your seat, nodding reluctantly. "Alright, fine," you muttered, gesturing for Aizawa to lead the way. "Let's get this over with, then."

Aizawa gave you a curt nod, standing up as well. You followed him down the hallway, the silence between you two heavy but not uncomfortable.

It wasn't long before you were out of your small school building and on your way to UA, sitting beside the underground hero in a rather unremarkable car, driven by a UA staff member.

You were about to meet the students who had faced villains twice now, and you knew that whatever you were walking into, it wasn't going to be easy.

When you arrived at UA, the sight that greeted you was different from what you remembered. You had been to UA before, a few years ago when your brother brought you along during his campus tour while deciding where to attend high school.

Back then, UA had been impressive, sure, but now it looked almost like a university campus—new dormitories and additional buildings scattered across the grounds, giving it the appearance of a bustling college rather than just a high school.

Noticing your confused expression, Aizawa spoke up, his voice gruff but explanatory. "After the training camp attack, UA opened up dormitories to house students. Villains have become more audacious lately, targeting students even outside school grounds. The dorms are an extra precaution, meant to keep them safe."

You nodded, taking in the new structures as Aizawa led you through the campus. It made sense, given how much had happened to these students already. You felt a small pang of sympathy for them—it couldn't be easy, constantly looking over their shoulders, waiting for the next attack.

Eventually, you arrived at one of the dorm buildings, and Aizawa opened the door, ushering you inside.

You stepped into a spacious common area, expecting to see a dozen traumatized, weary teens gathered together. Instead, there were just two people sitting on the couch, their attention fixed on the television in front of them.

The room was warm and cozy, a stark contrast to the tension you felt brewing inside you.

The moment the door opened, both heads snapped towards you, their bodies relaxing slightly when they realized it was Aizawa. The redhead sitting closest to the door smiled brightly, while the blonde beside him scowled, his eyes narrowing.

"Kirishima," Aizawa grunted, his tone carrying a hint of exasperation, "where is everyone?"

The redhead—Kirishima, you assumed—grinned sheepishly, rubbing the back of his neck. "Uh, some of them went out shopping, Sensei. And Deku and Shoto are out training."

Aizawa let out a long-suffering sigh, rubbing his forehead as if trying to stave off a headache. "I thought I told you all to stay put because you had an important visitor coming."

The blonde on the sofa snorted, his voice dripping with irritation. "What important guest, Sensei? Don't tell me it's that pipsqueak over there," he said, jerking his head in your direction.

You blinked, taken aback for a moment before letting out an affronted scoff. "Pipsqueak? I have you know, I'm taller than average," you sniffed, crossing your arms defensively.

The blonde gave you a withering look, scoffing again. "In what? Middle schoolers?"

Before you could retort, Aizawa intervened, his tired eyes narrowing at the blonde. "Bakugo, stop," he said firmly, his tone leaving no room for argument. He turned back to you, his expression softening slightly. "I was told to bring you here, so even though not all of them are here, you've got two clients. Have fun," he said, giving you a small wave over his shoulder as he left the room.

You stared after him, your stomach sinking slightly. "Clients?" Kirishima asked, tilting his head in confusion as he looked at you.

You forced a smile, feeling awkward under their curious gazes. "Uh, yeah. I'm here to... help you guys. I guess you could say I'm kind of like a counselor," you explained, scratching the back of your head.

Kirishima's eyes widened in surprise before his expression broke out into a wide grin. He jumped up from the couch, crossing the room in a few quick strides to extend his hand to you. "Well, that's super manly! So young, yet already helping people like this. I'm Kirishima Eijiro," he said, his voice filled with enthusiasm.

You took his hand, shaking it a bit hesitantly. His grip was strong but friendly, and you couldn't help but notice the small details about him—his bright red spiky hair, the way his eyes seemed so genuine and open, the muscular build that made it clear he took his training seriously.

There was an energy about him that reminded you of your brother—that same relentless positivity.

Lord, it seemed you had found someone who could give your brother a run for his money.

"I'm Hanabira ____," you replied, your voice a bit more steady now.

The moment your name left your mouth, Eijiro's eyes widened even further, and he let out a gasp. "No way! You’re The Emotional Hero: Emberpulse's sibling?!"

You blinked, taken aback. "Uh, yeah?"

Eijiro's grin grew impossibly wider as he continued, "Your brother talks about you all the time! It's like I practically know you already. He says you're always helping people out, even when it's not easy, and that you have this way of making everyone feel better just by being around."

You raised an eyebrow, a bit skeptical. "How did you even know? Our last name isn't exactly unique, and we don't look alike at all."

Eijiro blinked, then broke out into another grin, shrugging as if it was the most obvious thing in the world. "I don't know, honestly. Your brother just said you gave off this aura of immediate kindness. Like, you just have this energy that makes people feel safe, you know? So when you introduced yourself, it kind of clicked."

A gruff voice cut in before you could respond. "Only you would make such a dumbass connection, Shitty-Hair," the blonde from earlier muttered, standing up from the couch. He turned to face you, his intense eyes boring into yours.

He had a scowl permanently etched onto his face, his posture confident and almost confrontational. His blond hair was unruly, and you couldn't help but notice the small, almost imperceptible twitches of annoyance in his expression—like he was constantly teetering on the edge of irritation.

Eijiro just laughed, seemingly unaffected by the insult. "That's Bakugo Katsuki, my best friend," he said, gesturing to the blonde. Katsuki sucked his teeth, rolling his eyes but not bothering to say anything further.

Eijiro turned back to you, his expression softening slightly. "So, uh, what exactly are you here for?"

You sighed, holding your hands up. "Like Aizawa-san said, I'm here to help, but it's not exactly like I'm a therapist or anything. I didn't ask to be here either," you said, your tone a bit defensive.

Katsuki scoffed, crossing his arms. "We don't need a damn therapist," he muttered, clearly unimpressed.

You gave him a flat look, deciding not to engage in an argument. Eijiro, sensing the tension, quickly stepped in. "Hey, don't mind him. He's just... like that," he said, scratching his head awkwardly. "Uh, would you like to join us? We were just watching a movie."

You shrugged, figuring you might as well. "Sure," you said, trying to sound casual.

Internally, you figured it was better to stay and at least try to connect with them, given that the rest of the students weren't even there. Plus, Katsuki seemed like he'd be impossible to talk to seriously right now.

The three of you settled on the couch, and Eijiro quickly started chatting again, asking you questions about your brother, your Quirk, and your school. He leaned in a bit closer whenever you answered, his eyes bright with curiosity and genuine interest.

You could tell he was trying to understand you better, his questions growing more specific as the conversation progressed.

At one point, he asked about your brother's favorite hobby, sharing how they had bonded during training sessions over their shared love of working out.

"You know, your brother's kind of like a legend," Eijiro said, his eyes wide with admiration. "I know I already told you, but he always talks about you, and I was really excited to finally meet you. He says you're his biggest inspiration."

You felt a warmth spread across your chest—a mix of pride and embarrassment. You gave a small smile, shrugging. "He always exaggerates. I'm really not that special."

Eijiro shook his head vigorously, his red hair bouncing slightly. "No way! I can totally see it. You've got this calming vibe. It's like... you make everything seem a little less scary, you know?" His gaze lingered on you for a moment, and you could feel a slight buzz in the back of your mind—a familiar haze that signaled your Quirk almost activating.

You blinked, suddenly hyper-aware of your body language, realizing that your posture had subtly shifted to mirror Eijiro's, your smile matching his intensity.

Quickly, you broke eye contact, focusing on Katsuki instead, who was watching the interaction with an annoyed expression.

He caught your gaze, and his scowl deepened. "Don't let Shitty-Hair butter you up. He's got a habit of getting all sentimental," Katsuki muttered, his tone dripping with sarcasm.

Eijiro laughed, giving Katsuki a playful nudge. "Aw, come on, Bakugo. Just trying to make our guest feel welcome."

Katsuki rolled his eyes, but there was no real bite behind his irritation. "Yeah, whatever. Just don't go crying on us, idiot."

The conversation shifted, and Eijiro asked more about your school life. You found yourself relaxing again, the haze receding as you focused on answering his questions.

He seemed genuinely fascinated by even the mundane details—how you spent your days, what subjects you liked, even your least favorite lunch options. There was a warmth in his attention, a genuine desire to know you, that made it easy to keep talking.

Time seemed to pass quicker than you expected, and even Katsuki, though gruff and standoffish, eventually chimed in with a few sarcastic comments.

You noticed that, despite his harsh words, he never actually dismissed anything you said. It was as if he begrudgingly accepted your presence, though he made sure to keep up his rough exterior.

At one point, Eijiro nudged you lightly with his elbow, a grin on his face. "You know, I think you and Bakugo would get along great if you gave it a shot. He acts tough, but he's got a good heart. Right, Explosion Boy?"

Katsuki's glare could have cut glass. "Don't drag me into your dumb ideas, Shitty-Hair," he snapped, but there was a faint blush on his cheeks, barely noticeable.

Eijiro just laughed again, unbothered, and you couldn't help but smile. It was strange, but you found yourself feeling a sense of comfort in their dynamic—like, despite their differences, they had a bond that was hard to break.

After what felt like a couple of hours or so, there was a knock at the dorm door. Aizawa entered, followed by one of your father's sidekicks, who gave you a nod. "Time to go," the sidekick said, their voice gentle but firm.

You stood up, giving Eijiro a small wave. "I guess I’ll see you around," you said.

Eijiro grinned, giving you a thumbs-up. "For sure! And thanks for coming by, ____. It was... nice."

You nodded, turning to follow Aizawa and the sidekick out of the dorms.

The ride to your father's agency was quiet, your mind still replaying the interactions you had just had. You found yourself mentally sorting through the profiles you had unconsciously built on both Eijiro and Katsuki so far.

Eijiro was enthusiastic, open, and incredibly genuine—his positivity seemed almost endless, and you could tell he was the kind of person who made it his mission to uplift others.

He had this earnestness that made you feel at ease, like he genuinely cared about the people around him. He was always leaning in, listening intently, and his questions showed just how interested he was in knowing you.

There was something infectious about his energy, and it reminded you so much of your brother—the way they both could fill a room with warmth just by being themselves.

Katsuki, on the other hand, was more of a closed book. He was gruff, blunt, and had an intensity that made it hard to know what he was really thinking.

Yet, underneath all of that, you could see small glimpses of something else—his scowl wasn't always as sharp as he wanted it to be, and he had moments where it felt like he begrudgingly accepted your presence.

He never outright dismissed you, and while his comments were sarcastic, they didn't carry the kind of malice you might have expected.

It was almost like he was challenging you to see past the tough exterior, to prove that you could handle being around him.

When you arrived, your father was waiting for you, his expression stern.

He grabbed your arm, his eyes serious as he looked at you. "Listen carefully," he said, his voice low. "The villain you're about to interact with is dangerous. He was part of the Vanguard Action Squad—Mustard. He's unpredictable, so I need you to be cautious. Understand?"

You swallowed, nodding. "Got it, Dad."

He gave you a small, almost reluctant smile, his grip on your arm loosening. "Good. Just... be careful, alright, little love?"

You nodded again, feeling the weight of what was about to come settle heavily in your chest.

This was just another part of your Quirk, another responsibility you had to shoulder—whether you wanted to or not.

A/N: so what's the verdit? will it be good as a fic or just do a one-shot series???

[cvnt4him]

fluff/comfort → ❤︎ smut → ** angst/hurt → ☹︎ random shit → 𖦹 suggestive → * requests → 🎗️EVENT!! → ★ multi char → ☁︎ mikah’s fav! → ♪

1A.

event(s)↓

ೃ࿔ 𝑐𝑣𝑛𝑡𝑠 𝔨𝔦𝔫𝔨𝔱𝔬𝔳𝔢𝔯!

୨.Izuku m.list.୧

୨Tenya iida୧

Tenyas chubby lil girlf!!: [js thinking ab being pampered by tenya iida!!<33.] ❤︎ / ** / 𖦹

My husband.: [nothing special dawg js me obsessing over a picture of my mans hero suit.] 𖦹

Big tiddied ten.: 𖦹

The head I would give this man.: 𖦹

More than friends.: [fluff w your bestie/ boo boo bear tenya iida!!<33] ❤︎ /🎗️ / ★

Guys w a chubby gf.: ❤︎ / ** / ☁︎

Getting an attitude w sassy men.: ** / 🎗️ / ☁︎

Reader being stressed out.: ❤︎ /🎗️ / ☹︎ / ☁︎

Helping a stressed out tenya.: ❤︎ / ** /🎗️

Tenya w an older gf.: ❤︎ / 🎗️

Tenya w a pregnant!reader.: ❤︎ / 🎗️ / *

୨B. Katsuki୧

Vengeance is mine.: [katsuki getting what's coming to his bitch ass.] ☹︎ / ** / 🎗️

My love, mine all mine.: [ pretty much js him dying in the end lol.] ☹︎ / 🎗️

Katsuki has a crush!!: 𖦹 / *

Guys w a chubby gf.: ❤︎ / ** / ☁︎

Think'n ab katsukis chubby mcbling girlf!!: [kat x black n chubby mcbling reader<3] ❤︎ / *

Getting an attitude w sassy men.: ** / 🎗️ / ☁︎

Reader being stressed out.: ❤︎ /🎗️ / ☹︎ / ☁︎

Kats hates when you're insecure.: 𖦹

Anywyas, kats.: 𖦹

Overstimulated!katsu: 𖦹 / ☹︎

Clingy katsu?!: 𖦹

Fucking in izus bed??: 𖦹 / **

୨T. Fumikage୧

His love.: [you being in a relationship w

fumikage.] ❤︎ / 🎗️ / ★

୨K. Ejirou୧

Guys w a chubby gf.: ❤︎ / ** / ☁︎

Reader being stressed out.: ❤︎ /🎗️ / ☹︎ / ☁︎

୨Todoroki (s)୧

Porn no plot w natsuo todoroki<333: ** / 🎗️

୨U. Ochako୧

Ochako x f!reader.: ❤︎ /🎗️

୨J. Kyouka୧

Love through it all.: [being in a relationship with kyouka jirou during a zombie apocalypse.] ☹︎ /🎗️/ * / ★

୨D. Kaminari୧

One time thing.: a cheating!denki kaminari x black!reader. ** / 🎗️ / ☹︎

Reader being stressed out.: ❤︎ /🎗️ / ☹︎ / ☁︎

1B.

୨M. Neito୧

Getting an attitude w sassy men.: ** / 🎗️ / ☁︎

Monoma neito who...:

My heart.: [crushing on a blushy monoma who feels the same<333] ❤︎ / 🎗️

Reader being stressed out.: ❤︎ /🎗️ / ☹︎ / ☁︎

ᯓ all rights reserved © @cvnt4him 2024-???. all fanfics belong to me, please do not copy, translate, repost, or rewrite what I have already written. Taking inspo is perfectly fine w appropriate credits!ᯓ

[barbies1shots]

here is my masterlist. if you have any special requests or anything specific, dont be shy and ask!

my inbox is always open.

i dont do anything with serious mental problems. it is triggering. though, im cool with gore, horror and, non-con/dub-con

𓏲 ࣪₊♡𓂃 My Hero Academia !<3

Dabi

WARNINGS!drool , body fluids ( cum, spit , tears , a little bit of snot ) , overstim , slight choking , dirty talk , squirting , PET NAMES! size kink ?

Kirishima (aged up!)

WARNINGS!fav big boy pushing you into a mean mating press? mating press, size kink, dub-con, small degradation, featuring BIG BOY KIRI♡, overstim

Aizawa Shouta

WARNINGS!exhibitionism(in the classroom), gender neutral reader, size difference, praise, established relationship, overstim, free use, featuring AIZAWA SHOUTA♡

𓏲 ࣪₊♡𓂃 Jujustu Kaisen !<3

Sukuna Ryomen

Toxic!Sukuna Ryomen prt1

Toxic!Sukuna Ryomen prt2

Toxic!Sukuna Ryomen prt3

Revenge! on Toxic! Sukuna Ryomen

WARNINGS!every post has individual trigger warnings, please read at caution.

Gojo Satoru

WARNING!creep!satoru , yandere , stalker!satoru , obsessive!satoru , power dynamics , NONCON , abuse , SELF HARM , body fluids

Suguru Geto

WARNING!slow - rough sex, featuring GETO SUGURU, whiny geto, pathetic geto, slight feral geto, overstimulation, condescending reader, werewolf!geto x vampire!reader, implied fem reader but anyone can read, use of pretty girl, biting, riding - mating press

𓏲 ࣪₊♡𓂃 Attack on Titan !<3

Eren Yeager

WARNING!Size difference , slight public setting , cliche (?) , spoiled!reader , blackcoded!reader , cervix fucking , name calling(ma , pa , baby ) , unprotected sex, creampie

𓏲 ࣪₊♡𓂃 Demon slayer !<3

Gyomei Himejima

WARNINGS!bondage, gags, featuring GYOMEI♡, overstim, size k!nk , manhandling

Uzui Tengen

WARNINGS!sloppy/sleepy/SENSUAL sex, huge size kink, spooning position, slight choking(headlock), featuring TENGEN UZUI♡

𓏲 ࣪₊♡𓂃 Your fav inserts !<3

you can read the warnings and decide if you want to read or not.

WARNINGS!mafia boyfriend husband with one of your favs ..? messy office sex ..? hyper fem reader ..? sunshine/grumpy visuals ..? love confessions ..? with a little bit of gore ..?

WARNINGS!size kink, overstim

WARNING!straight dumb fucking, fem reading in mind

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@aizawasbarb

[malereadermaniac]

BNHA Men x Male Reader Masterlist

Key: ❤️- Smut 🖤- Angst 🩷- Fluff

Ordered by character then chronologically of when I wrote them Characters are aged up! (how much depends on the fic)

Izuku Midoriya

❤️ Barrack Bunny - Barrack Bunny reader headcannons with: Izuku, Bakugo, Kirishima, Sero, Denki, and Hawks

Bakugo Katsuki

🩷 Cupid - Bakugo likes the invisible matchmaker

🩷 I used to have a crush on you - Bakugo realises he has a chance

❤️ Barrack Bunny - Barrack Bunny reader headcannons with: Izuku, Bakugo, Kirishima, Sero, Denki, and Hawks

🩷 Boyfriend(s) - Situationship songfic with Katsuki based on boyfriend by Ariana Grande

Eijiro Kirishima

❤️ Barrack Bunny - Barrack Bunny reader headcannons with: Izuku, Bakugo, Kirishima, Sero, Denki, and Hawks

Denki Kaminari

❤️ Barrack Bunny - Barrack Bunny reader headcannons with: Izuku, Bakugo, Kirishima, Sero, Denki, and Hawks

Sero Hanta

❤️ Barrack Bunny - Barrack Bunny reader headcannons with: Izuku, Bakugo, Kirishima, Sero, Denki, and Hawks

Shinso Hitoshi

❤️ Barrack Bunny P2 - Generals Aizawa, Enji, Fatgum and Lieutenants Dabi and Shigiraki as well as Shinso and some bonuses

Keigo Takami (Hawks)

❤️ Quarterback's Bf - Hawks celebrates after a game

❤️ Barrack Bunny - Barrack Bunny reader headcannons with: Izuku, Bakugo, Kirishima, Sero, Denki, and Hawks

Shouta Aizawa (EraserHead)

❤️ Barrack Bunny P2 - Generals Aizawa, Enji, Fatgum and Lieutenants Dabi and Shigiraki as well as Shinso and some bonuses

Fatgum

❤️ Barrack Bunny P2 - Generals Aizawa, Enji, Fatgum and Lieutenants Dabi and Shigiraki as well as Shinso and some bonuses

Enji (Endeavor)

❤️ Barrack Bunny P2 - Generals Aizawa, Enji, Fatgum and Lieutenants Dabi and Shigiraki as well as Shinso and some bonuses

Dabi

❤️ Barrack Bunny P2 - Generals Aizawa, Enji, Fatgum and Lieutenants Dabi and Shigiraki as well as Shinso and some bonuses

🩷 Totally non-toxic behaviour - Reader is just a smidge toxic towards Ex!Dabi, but not in a mean way! Just in a 'think about me' way!

Twice

Villain too busy slacking

Shigiraki

❤️ Barrack Bunny P2 - Generals Aizawa, Enji, Fatgum and Lieutenants Dabi and Shigiraki as well as Shinso and some bonuses

[kaidabakugou]

♱ 𝐂𝐑𝐎𝐒𝐒𝐑𝐎𝐀𝐃𝐒 𝐎𝐅 𝐒𝐄𝐗 𝐀𝐍𝐃 𝐇𝐎𝐑𝐑𝐎𝐑 ♱

𝐖𝐨𝐮𝐥𝐝 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐝𝐚𝐫𝐞 𝐯𝐞𝐧𝐭𝐮𝐫𝐞 𝐢𝐧𝐭𝐨 𝐚 𝐩𝐥𝐚𝐜𝐞 𝐛𝐞𝐭𝐰𝐞𝐞𝐧 𝐰𝐨𝐫𝐥𝐝𝐬 𝐚𝐬 𝐰𝐞 𝐭𝐫𝐚𝐯𝐞𝐥 𝐭𝐡𝐫𝐨𝐮𝐠𝐡 𝐭𝐢𝐦𝐞 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐢𝐧𝐝𝐮𝐥𝐠𝐞 𝐢𝐧 𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐝𝐚𝐫𝐤𝐞𝐬𝐭 𝐝𝐞𝐬𝐢𝐫𝐞𝐬? 𝐀 𝐩𝐥𝐚𝐜𝐞 𝐧𝐞𝐢𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐡𝐞𝐫𝐞 𝐧𝐨𝐫 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐫𝐞 𝐰𝐡𝐞𝐫𝐞 𝐚𝐥𝐥 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐝𝐞𝐯𝐢𝐥𝐬 𝐚𝐫𝐞 𝐰𝐚𝐢𝐭𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐭𝐨 𝐩𝐥𝐚𝐲 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡 𝐬𝐡𝐚𝐫𝐩 𝐜𝐥𝐚𝐰𝐬 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐬𝐚𝐥𝐢𝐯𝐚𝐭𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐦𝐚𝐰𝐬 𝐚𝐭 𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐝𝐢𝐬𝐩𝐨𝐬𝐚𝐥. 𝐖𝐢𝐥𝐥 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐬𝐮��𝐜𝐮𝐦𝐛 𝐭𝐨 𝐞𝐱𝐡𝐢𝐥𝐚𝐫𝐚𝐭𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐩𝐥𝐞𝐚𝐬𝐮𝐫𝐞𝐬 𝐨𝐫 𝐰𝐢𝐥𝐥 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐲 𝐛𝐞𝐜𝐨𝐦𝐞 𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐰𝐨𝐫𝐬𝐭 𝐧𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐭𝐦𝐚𝐫𝐞?

𝐂𝐨𝐦𝐞 𝐟𝐢𝐧𝐝 𝐨𝐮𝐭 𝐡𝐞𝐫𝐞 𝐚𝐭 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐜𝐫𝐨𝐬𝐬𝐫𝐨𝐚𝐝𝐬 𝐨𝐟 𝐬𝐞𝐱 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐡𝐨𝐫𝐫𝐨𝐫.

𖤐 OCTOBER 7TH | "PLAYING WITH FIRE" 𖤐

𝐃𝐑𝐀𝐆𝐎𝐍 𝐒𝐇𝐈𝐅𝐓𝐄𝐑! 𝐊𝐈𝐑𝐈𝐒𝐇𝐈𝐌𝐀

♱ — ᴛʀᴀᴠᴇʟɪɴɢ ᴄᴀɴ ʙᴇ Qᴜɪᴛᴇ ᴛɪʀᴇꜱᴏᴍᴇ ʙᴜᴛ ɴᴏᴛʜɪɴɢ ʟɪᴋᴇ ᴀ ᴡᴀʀᴍ ʙᴀᴛʜ ᴀɴᴅ ᴀ ꜱᴏꜰᴛ ʙᴇᴅ ᴛᴏ ʀᴇʙᴜɪʟᴅ ʏᴏᴜʀ ꜱᴛʀᴇɴɢᴛʜ ᴀꜰᴛᴇʀ ᴀ ʟᴏɴɢ ᴊᴏᴜʀɴᴇʏ ᴏꜰ ꜱᴇᴀʀᴄʜɪɴɢ ꜰᴏʀ ᴀ ʀᴏɢᴜᴇ ʙᴇᴀꜱᴛ ᴛʜᴀᴛ'ꜱ ʙᴇᴇɴ ᴛᴇʀʀᴏʀɪᴢɪɴɢ ꜱᴏᴍᴇ ᴏꜰ ᴛʜᴇ ʟᴏᴄᴀʟꜱ. ʟɪᴛᴛʟᴇ ᴅɪᴅ ʏᴏᴜ ᴋɴᴏᴡ ᴛʜᴀᴛ ᴀ ᴅɪꜰꜰᴇʀᴇɴᴛ ʙᴇᴀꜱᴛ ʜᴀꜱ ʙᴇᴇɴ ʙʀᴇᴡɪɴɢ ʀɪɢʜᴛ ʙᴇɴᴇᴀᴛʜ ʏᴏᴜʀ ɴᴏꜱᴇꜱ, ᴅʀɪᴠᴇɴ ꜱᴀᴠᴀɢᴇ ʙʏ ʟᴜꜱᴛ ᴡɪᴛʜ ᴀ ᴘʀɪᴍᴀʟ ʜᴜɴɢᴇʀ ᴛʜᴀᴛ ᴏɴʟʏ ɢʀᴏᴡꜱ ᴍᴏʀᴇ ꜰᴇʀᴀʟ ᴀᴛ ᴛʜᴇ ꜱɪɢʜᴛ ᴏꜰ ʏᴏᴜ.

𖤐 OCTOBER 14TH | "PRIMORDIAL CHAOS" 𖤐

𝐓𝐑𝐔𝐄𝐅𝐎𝐑𝐌! 𝐒𝐔𝐊𝐔𝐍𝐀

♱ — ᴏɴᴄᴇ ᴀ ꜰɪᴇʀᴄᴇ ᴀɴᴅ ʀᴇꜱᴘᴇᴄᴛᴇᴅ ꜱᴏʀᴄᴇʀᴇʀ ɴᴏᴡ ʀᴀᴠᴀɢᴇᴅ ʙʏ ᴛʜᴇ ᴋɪɴɢ ᴏꜰ ᴛʜᴇ ᴄᴜʀꜱᴇᴅ ʙᴇᴀꜱᴛꜱ ʏᴏᴜ ꜱᴡᴏʀᴇ ᴛᴏ ᴅᴇꜱᴛʀᴏʏ. ᴄᴀᴜɢʜᴛ ʙᴇᴛᴡᴇᴇɴ ʜɪꜱ ʜᴜɴɢʀʏ ᴍᴀᴡꜱ ᴀɴᴅ ᴘɪᴇʀᴄɪɴɢ ᴄʟᴀᴡꜱ ᴀꜱ ʜᴇ ꜱʟɪᴛʜᴇʀꜱ ᴛʜʀᴏᴜɢʜ ᴛʜᴇ ʀᴇᴄᴇꜱꜱᴇꜱ ᴏꜰ ʏᴏᴜʀ ᴍɪɴᴅ ᴀɴᴅ ʀᴇꜱʜᴀᴘᴇꜱ ʏᴏᴜ ᴀꜱ ʜɪꜱ. ᴍᴀᴋɪɴɢ ʏᴏᴜ ꜱᴜᴄᴄᴜᴍʙ ᴅᴇᴇᴘᴇʀ ᴜɴᴛɪʟ ʏᴏᴜ'ʀᴇ ᴍᴇʟᴛɪɴɢ ᴀɢᴀɪɴꜱᴛ ʜɪᴍ, ᴛʜᴇ ᴛᴀꜱᴛᴇ ᴏꜰ ʏᴏᴜ ᴏɴ ʜɪꜱ ᴛᴏɴɢᴜᴇ ᴜɴʟɪᴋᴇ ᴀɴʏ ᴏᴛʜᴇʀ - ᴏɴʟʏ ꜰᴜᴇʟɪɴɢ ʜɪꜱ ꜱᴀʟᴀᴄɪᴏᴜꜱ ᴅᴇꜱɪʀᴇꜱ ꜰᴜʀᴛʜᴇʀ.

𖤐 OCTOBER 21ST | "DEVIL'S PLAYTHING" 𖤐

𝐃𝐄𝐌𝐎𝐍 𝐊𝐈𝐍𝐆! 𝐁𝐀𝐊𝐔𝐆𝐎𝐔

♱ — ꜱɪɴɪꜱᴛᴇʀ ᴛʜᴏᴜɢʜᴛꜱ ᴄʟᴏᴜᴅ ʏᴏᴜʀ ᴊᴜᴅɢᴍᴇɴᴛ ᴀꜱ ʏᴏᴜ ꜱᴜᴄᴄᴜᴍʙ ᴛᴏ ᴘʟᴇᴀꜱᴜʀᴇ, ʙᴜᴛ ᴛʜᴇ ʙʟᴀꜱᴘʜᴇᴍᴏᴜꜱ ᴀᴄᴛꜱ ᴄᴏꜱᴛ ʏᴏᴜ ꜰᴀʀ ᴍᴏʀᴇ ᴛʜᴀɴ ᴊᴜꜱᴛ ꜱᴀʟᴠᴀᴛɪᴏɴ ꜰᴏʀ ʏᴏᴜ'ᴠᴇ ᴀᴡᴀᴋᴇɴ ꜱᴏᴍᴇᴛʜɪɴɢ ʙᴀʟᴇꜰᴜʟ ᴛʜᴀᴛ ᴡᴀꜱ ᴍᴇᴀɴᴛ ᴛᴏ ʙᴇ ᴋᴇᴘᴛ ꜱᴇᴀʟᴇᴅ ꜰᴏʀ ᴇᴛᴇʀɴɪᴛʏ ᴀɴᴅ ʜᴀꜱ ɴᴏᴡ ᴀᴡᴀᴋᴇɴ ɪɴ ꜱᴇᴀʀᴄʜ ᴏꜰ ʀᴇᴠᴇɴɢᴇ ᴀɴᴅ ᴀ ɴᴇᴡꜰᴏᴜɴᴅ ʜᴜɴɢᴇʀ ꜰᴏʀ ᴛʜᴇ ᴘʀᴇᴛᴛʏ ᴛʜɪɴɢ ᴛʜᴀᴛ ʙʀᴏᴜɢʜᴛ ʜɪᴍ ʙᴀᴄᴋ.

𖤐 OCTOBER 28TH | "THRILL OF THE HUNT" 𖤐

𝐖𝐄𝐑𝐄𝐖𝐎𝐋𝐕𝐄𝐒! 𝐊𝐈𝐑𝐈𝐁𝐀𝐊𝐔

♱ — ᴡʜᴀᴛ ᴏɴᴄᴇ ᴡᴀꜱ ᴄᴏɴꜱɪᴅᴇʀᴇᴅ ʜᴜɴᴛɪɴɢ ɢʀᴏᴜɴᴅꜱ, ɴᴏᴡ ɪꜱ ʏᴏᴜʀ ᴘʟᴀʏɢʀᴏᴜɴᴅ ᴀꜱ ʏᴏᴜ ʀᴇᴛᴜʀɴ ᴛᴏ ᴡᴏᴏᴅʟᴀɴᴅ ᴡʜᴇɴ ᴛʜᴇ ᴍᴏᴏɴ ɪꜱ ꜰᴜʟʟ ᴀɴᴅ ᴛʜᴇ ᴏɴʟʏ ᴏɴᴇ ᴛᴏ ʙᴇᴀʀ ᴡɪᴛɴᴇꜱꜱ ᴏꜰ ʏᴏᴜʀ ᴍᴏɴᴛʜʟʏ ᴄʏᴄʟᴇ ᴀꜱ ʏᴏᴜ ᴅɪꜱᴀᴘᴘᴇᴀʀ ᴅᴇᴇᴘᴇʀ ɪɴᴛᴏ ᴛʜᴇ ᴅᴀʀᴋ ꜰᴏʀᴇꜱᴛ ᴡʜᴇʀᴇ ᴏɴʟʏ ʜᴜɴɢᴇʀ ᴀɴᴅ ʟᴜꜱᴛ ᴅʀɪᴠᴇ ʏᴏᴜʀ ʙᴏᴅɪᴇꜱ.

𖤐 OCTOBER 31ST | "LUST AT FIRST BITE" 𖤐

𝐕𝐀𝐌𝐏𝐈𝐑𝐄! 𝐍𝐀𝐍𝐀𝐌𝐈

♱ — ᴛʜᴇ ʀᴀᴠᴇɴᴏᴜꜱ ᴅᴇꜱɪʀᴇ ᴏꜰ ʏᴏᴜʀ ʜᴜꜱʙᴀɴᴅ ɴᴇᴠᴇʀ ᴄᴇᴀꜱᴇꜱ ᴛᴏ ᴇxᴄɪᴛᴇ ʏᴏᴜ ᴀɴᴅ ᴀꜱ ᴛʜᴇ ᴀʟʟᴜʀɪɴɢ ᴡɪꜰᴇ ᴏꜰ ᴏɴᴇ ᴏꜰ ᴛʜᴇ ᴄɪᴛʏ’ꜱ ᴍᴏꜱᴛ ᴅᴀɴɢᴇʀᴏᴜꜱ ᴠᴀᴍᴘɪʀᴇꜱ, ʏᴏᴜʀ ʜᴀᴘᴘɪɴᴇꜱꜱ ᴡᴀꜱ ᴀʟʟ ᴛʜᴀᴛ ᴍᴀᴛᴛᴇʀᴇᴅ ᴛᴏ ʜɪᴍ. ᴀɴᴅ ɴᴏᴛʜɪɴɢ ꜰᴜᴇʟᴇᴅ ʏᴏᴜ ᴍᴏʀᴇ ᴛʜᴀɴ ᴛʜᴇ ꜰᴇᴇʟ ᴏꜰ ʏᴏᴜʀ ᴡᴀʀᴍ ᴍᴏᴜᴛʜꜱ ᴘʀᴇꜱꜱᴇᴅ ᴛᴏɢᴇᴛʜᴇʀ ᴡʜɪʟꜱᴛ ʏᴏᴜʀ ᴜɴᴅᴇᴀᴅ ʜᴇᴀʀᴛꜱ ʙᴇᴀᴛ ᴀɢᴀɪɴꜱᴛ ᴇᴀᴄʜ ᴏᴛʜᴇʀ ᴡʜᴇɴ ꜱʜᴀʀɪɴɢ ᴛʜᴇ ꜱᴘᴏɪʟꜱ ᴏꜰ ᴀ ɢᴏᴏᴅ ʜᴜɴᴛ.

🕸️ — ᴀʟʟ ᴡᴏʀᴋꜱ ʙᴇʟᴏɴɢ ᴛᴏ ©ᴋᴀɪᴅᴀʙᴀᴋᴜɢᴏᴜ 2023 | ᴅᴏ ɴᴏᴛ ꜱᴛᴇᴀʟ ᴛʜᴇᴍᴇ ᴏʀ ʟᴀʏᴏᴜᴛꜱ

[skiiyoomin]

ʚCont: none, just tooth rotting fluff, gender neutral

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a/n this is just a short little drabble i made cause Kiri has been on my mind all morning thanks to the most adorable fanart i saw 🥹

If anybody asked Kirishima what one of his favorite moments with you is, he´d say it´s the little domestic routine the both of you created.

It didn´t take much to convince him that splashing water on his face and spraying 10 kilos of Axe deodorant wasn´t an actual skincare routine. Then again, he always gives in to you and to him your word is the law. If his pretty partner said he needed a real skincare routine, then that´s what he needed, no questions asked. But...what does he even have to do? He has no clue what each product is for, what order it goes in, he´s watched you do this millions of times, why can´t he remember? is-

"Baby, sit down please"

Your honey sweet voice snapped him out of his stupor, and obediently as always, he sat down on the vanity chair. His eyes were wide open and following your every move as you grabbed the countless bottles of god knows what. Whatever nerves he felt immediately eased away when you turned to him with that giddy smile on your face he loved so much. Oh how down bad he was for you.

You placed a beauty band on his head, pushing back his red hair that you loved running your hands through, though he´s sure he loved it more than you did. His eyes fluttered close when you began applying the products, your hands patting his skin gently.

He felt the liquidy coolness of the serums, and the hydrating feeling of the lotions and creams. He lost track of time, had it been 10 minutes? 5 minutes? Well, either way, he didn´t want that moment to end. The feeling of your soft hands touching his face in the softest manners made him feel like he could drop fast asleep right then and there.

The sound of your giggle made his eyes open once more, a sweet smile tugging at his lips. "What´s so funny sweetheart?" He asks, resting his hands on your waist and instinctively pulling you close.

You giggle once more, your own hands finding purchase on his jaw and tilting his head up. He looked up at you like you were his whole world, and you couldn´t help but feel your heart swelling with adoration for him. Your body answered before your mind could even think as your head tilting down to kiss his soft lips. He was always fully convinced your lips were an addiction, because when you began to pull away, he quickly leaned up chasing after your lips. A few more pecks afterwards, you fully pulled away and smiled down at him with the softest look in your eyes.

"I just think you´re cute"

Is it normal to feel so giddy inside? Well, he doesn´t really care.

"Me? Cute? You got that wrong, you´re the cute one"

He says teasingly whilst tickling your sides. You squeal and try to pull away from his touch, but alas, all those hours at the gym weren´t for nothing. The joyous sound of your laugh made Kirishima feel like he was in heaven, a laugh errupting from his own throat.

"No! You´re cute!"

You scream out between laughs and squeals. His strong arms engulf around you and pick you up with ease, carrying you over his shoulder. He spins around until you screech. "Put me down put me down!"

He gently sets you back down on your feet and cackles at the way your air looked like it went through a tornado and the way your cheeks were flushed. He leans down to press kiss after to kiss to the soft skin of your face, murmuring in between "You gonna admit you´re cuter? Or you wanna be a sack of potatoes again"

You giggle at the ticklish feeling of his skin on yours. And as prideful as you were, you in fact did not want to be slinged around like that again. "Fine fine"

"Good" He says, pulling away and giving you some space. Wrong move, because in that small space, you quickly ran off while waving your crossed fingers around "I lied!"

It didn´t take long for him to snap out of it and quickly chase after you. Oh you were so going to pay for that.

Yup, these were definetly his favorite moments with you.

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*ೃ༄ M H A

M A S T E R L I S T

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Upcoming:

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(Adding more fandoms soon!) [once I watch them -_-]

Tamaki Amajiki

(Tamaki A. x Fem!Reader)

01. Home

summary: an introduction to your shy and adorable boyfriend who is absolutely WHIPPED for you, inspired by couples calling their partner “home”

02. Indigo

summary: you find your boyfriend what looks like ‘flirting’ with one of your best friends hagakure? Since he wants to flirt with your friend you decided to flirt with his, make it even.

03. Cherry

summary: your boyfriend takes you cherry picking just for him to be the one colored like a cherry<3

Denki Kaminari

01. Frequency

summary: You sacrificing your love just to please one of your best friends, but in the end he still chose to be with you, no matter how much Jirou liked him

02. Lightning

summary: Denki starts to notice that bakugou has taken a liking to you, infuriating him, he makes a plan but soon you catch onto it too.

03. Dunce

summary: Denki (being the show off he is) is always surrounded by girls, but never thinks to what you might feel seeing YOUR boyfriend being touched and flirted with by other people.

Izuku Midoriya

(Izuku M. x Bakugou’s sister!Reader)

01. Teeth

summary: Being bakugou’s sister means you have the attitude of him, but slowly you find yourself falling Inlove with his rival?

02. Nothing left to lose without my baby

summary: While you and him are fighting villains, the only motivation you both have to live and keep fighting, is each other.

03. Kiss me on the mouth and love me like a sailor!

summary: He always knows how to make his grumpy girlfriend’s day better with his kisses<3

Shoto Todoroki

(Shoto T. x Popular!Fem!Reader)

01. All because I liked a girl

summary: Todoroki tries to change his “nonchalant” ways to make him fit your personality, hoping it’ll make you like him just a bit more.

02. K.

summary: You sent him a text telling him to meet you behind the school after you have been hit with realization your crush likes you back. (You confess and date)

03. Meteor

summary: You both get into an argument but he always knows how to make you feel better<3, stargazing atop of a hill.

Tenya Iida

(Tenya Iida x Rebel!Fem!Reader)

01. Rebel

summary: THE goody-two-shoes likes you? Of all people? The class trouble maker?

02. Detention

summary: basically just tenya getting into a fight out of jealousy for you.

03. Space

summary: His parents don’t approve of you, but hey, just because your dating a perfect man doesn’t mean you’re so perfect yourself right?

Katsuki Bakugou

(Katsuki B. x Soft!Fem!Reader)

01. Ew, No

summary: Bakugou has a crush on you and you have a crush on him, but he always denies his little crush, in a way that makes your heart shatter and your stuck there picking up the pieces

02. Show Me How

summary: Bakugou confronts you and kisses you, begging and pleading for you to show him how to love like how you need him to.

03. Stay With Me

summary: Katsuki being a jealousy induced boyfriend<3

Ejirou Kirishima

(Ejirou K. x Closed Off!Fem!Reader)

01. No One Noticed

summary: kirishima decided to have a lame crush on a girl who probably won’t even look his way, well she won’t look in anyone’s way, she’s a “quiet kid” but he swears she will someday get out of her comfort zone

02. You Will Be My Girl

summary: Kirishimas Vibrant Extroverted Energy takes a romantic tole on you, the way he contains himself just to listen to you speak makes your heart flutter, especially when you have to talk in front of people he’s always there egging you on.

03. You Know Me

summary: Just kirishima and you having a little intimate time before getting INTERRUPTED by the girls and denki

Sero Hanta

(Sero x fem!reader)

01. Mine

(One shot) summary: Sero + Reader + Denki love triangle?, sero and Denki competing over their girl<3

02.

summary:

03. Heart And Soul

Summary: Full fanfic on modern au rnb singer! Sero<3

Fumikage Tokoyami

(Singer!Fumikage T. x Party girl!Reader)

01. Bathroom

summary: y/n being the party girl she is goes to a party with some of her friends, just for the next day to wake up with 108 messages, in some persons oversized clothes, AND in a mansion with album covers on the wall?

02. The Look Of Love

summary: The resting bitch face that radiates off this man is deadly, but when you come near? This man looks like a child when they see a dog, utterly filled with admiration and love.

03. R U Mine?

summary: Since y/n is a party girl she’s obviously not gonna commit to a ‘emo-indie-rock’ singer, if being a singer won’t convince her maybe a song made for her will.

Requests open my loves<33

(My first time doing anything like this :p sorry if my ml [masterlist] looks like shiet)