#kirishima eijiro x gn!reader

[emmyrosee]

I heard you were looking for requests 👀

*ahem* I will take anything kirishima fluff related that you are willing to offer. I am such a sucker for him??? I would like him to smother me with his love and affection and I would like to smother him with mine in return. k thanks I’ll see myself out now-

(that is, if you write for him!! If not I will happily take more hawks or bakugou, you write them PERFECTLY)

K-KIRISHIMA??? T H E LOML???? THE ONE AND ONLY???

I WILL COMBUST RN SAY SIKE-

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“Eiji, you promised me you’d be up before I got back.”

It wasn’t a promise per se, but it still was completely unnatural for Kirishima to be still in a state of sleepiness so late in the morning.

9 times out of 10, he’s up and at the gym for a few hours, showers, cooks you both breakfast all before waking you up; but today, he seems like he could sleep forever if you let him.

And you would’ve! But it’s his first day with you and you alone in months, and you didn’t want to spend it all in bed.

“I am up,” he murmurs from the half of his face not burrowed into a pillow.

“You’re not,” you assure. Crawling into bed, you straddle the hip that’s free from the mattress, the height difference making you squeak softly. “I meant you’d be up. Like, up, vertical.”

“Well you should’ve been more specific,” he teases. A strong arm reaches up to wrap around your waist, almost as if to keep you steady from potentially falling from your perch on his hip. 

You pout your lower lip out and shove his shoulder gently, “come on, Eiji,” you whine, watching as a bright red eye, still bleary with sleep, opens to peer up at you. “Don’t you want to spend the day with me? I even got you one of those breakfast sandwiches you like!”

“Of course I do,” he yawns, finally rolling on his back. He shifts you to remain in your straddle, thumbs easing over the softness of your hips. “But surely we could wait five more minutes.”

You cross your arms and look at him, unamused (or as unamused as you could look with him, which is not very) and you sigh, “since when do you like to sleep in?”

“Since I’m able to,” he gives you a cheeky smirk before folding his arms up behind his head, resting under the pillow as he closes his eyes. “Give me a few more minutes, babe. Then I’m yours.”

You click your tongue in annoyance before letting his body lax out, his breathing starting to fall more rhythmic with each gentle pass through his nose, and you hate how stunning he looks at ease, golden light of sun rays hitting his tanned skin.

…what kind of menace would you be if you let him sleep peacefully?

Shuffling softly, you reach up a loving hand to card the locks of red hair rom his forehead, smiling as he nuzzled into the touch.

Planting a soft kiss to his nose, you watch as he smiles sleepily, nudging his nose softly.

Then, you leave a kiss on the corner of his mouth, and he lets his lips pucker out gently, and you give him a proper kiss. Your hands gently smooth over his biceps, and he lets out a relaxed hum.

“What’re you planning?”

“Nothing,” you say softly. “Just like lookin’ at you.”

He smiles dopily and as silence once again fills the room, your nails dragging over the dips in his muscles. He jerks at the tickly feeling over his arms, and he growls out a playful “do not,” through his teeth.

“Your breath stinks,” you tease, before your hands pin his arms down, and you lean down to peck tiny kisses over his face. His lip quivers slightly, and as you start to make more noisy kisses, he lets out the smallest little snickers.

Settling down on top of him, your kisses trail over his cheeks and suddenly, your hands shoot under his underarms, and he shrieks in agony, “you’re so mean!”

“And you’re just so cute!” You croon, nuzzling into his cheeks while you tickle him gently. His back arches to try and knock you off, titters and giggles bubbling into the morning air. “You like to think you’re this big, bad, tough guy, and you’re just the softest, sweetest-“

“Shut up!” He shakes his head back and forth to cope with the sensations and your affectionate teasing, snorting softly through his nose and clamping his elbows to his sides. “Go away!”

“Are we gonna get up and eat the breakfast I got for us, or am I going to tickle you for the next several hours,” you tease. “Your decision.”

Your fingers don’t actually move, his arms are too tight to his body, but just the feeling of your fingers being there seems to be enough to keep him in stitches.

“F-Fine! I’m up! I’m up, leave me alone!”

“That’s what I thought,” you purr happily, planting little kisses over his jawline for compensation. “We’ll take a nap later, because I love you so much.”

He rolls his eyes, and upon locking eyes with you, he pins you with his now free arms, keeping you to his torso. Despite your struggling, he pants out a puff of his nasty morning breath in your face, smirking as you whine out at his obnoxious playfulness.

“Feral!” You scream, writhing hard against him.

“You started it, you snot rocket.”

[maroonswan]

Thinking about pro hero!Kirishima being a gentle giant with a monster cock.

When he making out with his partner, he knows he can’t hide his erection, so he doesn’t try. Instead, he takes your small hand in his and places it around the imprint of his hard cock. It’s warm and large, filling the width of your palm as he guides you on how to stroke it through his stiff jeans, leading you up and down just the tip of his length. 

“Feel that, babe? That’s all you, making me feel so good.” he sighs into your lips before kissing you. His tongue intermingeling with yours as his swallows your moans. 

It’s driving him crazy how well you fit in his lap; one hand squeezing the plushness of your ass as his other inches yours up further, toward the cool metal of his zipper. The tip of your fingers grazing at the clothed base of his cock, making him throb. 

He can’t wait to see how good it will feel when you have them circled around him, how your little hands would be fighting to make a fist around the girth of his cock. Your sweet throat straining to take him as you jerked the rest of his length with a greedy self-sabotaging need to make him cum while your already straining not to suffocate. 

Kirishima breaks away from the kiss then, his tounge still connected to yours by a thin shiny string of saliva. He’s staring into your eyes, dumbly. Red pupils blown out like he’s seen something amazing.

It makes you giggle, half from amusement and half from concern. You hope you didn’t break him.

“Ei, are you okay?”

Kirishima lays you down while nodding. You’ve never heard him be so quiet as he launches himself off the bed. The anticipation having you clenching he stares down at you; his crotch only a few inches away from your face as he starts to undo his zipper, tugging down his pants and boxers until they’re just barely off. His newly freed cock flopping forward to deliver a rude slap to your face.

Your pro hero boyfriend apologizes sweetly as he grasps your chin and tilts it just so until your lips are a hair’s breath away from his leaking tip. The needing throb of his cock forcing you to give it kisses. 

“Just need this mouth so bad, sweetie.” he growls. “You’re gonna open up and take it all, aren’t you?” 

You dreamily sigh a yes, already slurping on the head as he groans and growls. His hands hooking in your hair to work you down further. Kirishima won’t stand to let himself cum until his balls are slapping against your little pink tounge. 

[gobitobi]

waking up with your boyfriends/husbands

reblogs, comments, and notes are much appreciated!!

based heavily off of yuzuya’s krbk series 😁

waking up with eijiro and katsuki is like a dream. katsuki’s usually a peaceful sleeper but can move around a bit, so you find his arm slung over your waist when you writhe awake. as for eijiro, he fell asleep holding you close to his chest but you now see him laying on his back, his messy, crimson hair slung across his white pillow, and his arms going two separate ways on the mattress.

you try to wiggle out from under katsuki’s massive arm when you feel that you have to use the restroom. but when you move an inch too much, his grip around you tightens and he yanks you back to the mattress and pulls him close to your chest.

“nuh-uh,” he mutters against the drool-glazed pillow as he secures you in his grasp. you chuckle, trying to push him off. “kats, i have to pee,” you say, attempting to hoist his muscular arm away from you but he won’t let up. he just pulls you closer, nuzzling his nose in the crook of your neck, inhaling your morning scent.

you decide to give in and just lay there for a bit more until eijiro stirs awake. he turns to his side and his eyelids flutter open. the first thing he sees is you tucked in katsuki’s arms and he loves it.

eijiro reaches forward you and tucks you hair behind your ear then caresses your cheek. “good morning,” he says. (his morning voice sounds like pancakes istg) you return his smile and caress the back of his hand on your face. “good morning,” you reply.

katsuki’s arm shifts from under you and reaches out for eijiro’s huge arm. his burning red eyes aren’t even visible to the redhead yet because he has his face buried in the back of your shoulder. “c’mere,” he mutters, yoinking eijiro towards you both. the redhead chuckles and wraps his arms around you both, pulling you closer and taking up less space of the king-size mattress.

secret, katsuki waits until he knows you and eijiro have fallen back asleep until he wiggles away (since he’s on the side of the bed) and makes you both breakfast that he serves to you in bed.

can you tell i love my husbands

[r2katsu]

𝐓𝐇𝐄𝐘 𝐖𝐎𝐑𝐑𝐘 𝐀𝐁𝐎𝐔𝐓 𝐘𝐎𝐔𝐑 𝐖𝐇𝐄𝐑𝐄𝐁𝐎𝐔𝐓𝐒

Ft. Eijirou, Izuku, Sero, Katsuki

WC: 651

mha m.list | gn!reader | fluff

a/n: reader has a habit of doing everything on their own without telling anybody or where they're going

Eijiro Kirishima

Eijiro stood in front of you after he asked you to come into the living room so you guys could talk after you guys have been giving each other the silent treatment. He walked slowly towards you with a sympathetic face and held your hands while he stroked your knuckles with his thumbs in circles.

"Babe, I'm allowed to get worried when I'm out there and when you’re also out but you never text me where you are. You have to see this from my point of view too ya know.."

"Okay okay I'm sorry." you hug him and nuzzle your head onto his chest "This sounds stupid but I'm so used to being out alone and not keeping in check.. usually when I go out I just go out, I don't have to text anybody where I'm going or where I'm at.." "I get worried sometimes, okay? I get it you're not used to telling people about your whereabouts but right now I'm your boyfriend…and I need to make sure you're okay, where you are, who are you with or do I need to pick you up. I just need to know that you're okay." he pulled away and looked into your eyes.

"I care about you, a lot…"

"Right…I'll try texting you next time.."

Izuku Midoriya

Izuku's been trying to get you to talk about communicating with you about when you're out. Can you blame him for getting a bit worried when you always just say you're going out and nothing else? He worries about you because most of the time you don't give him any heads up on anything.

"Y/n I really need you to cooperate with me, please just next time you're going to head out you tell me, okay?" His eyes were speaking the words he wasn't, they're pleading with you. He slowly reached out for your hand and placed it on his cheek. He felt comfort with your hand on him. "I need to know that you're okay, y/n.."

"Damnit why'd you have to be irresistible! But sure, zuku, I'll try communicating with you more." And that made him smile so so proud of you.

Sero Hanta

At the time you stepped through those doors he was already looking at you with arms crossed, disappointed. It was written all over his face. “Why didn't you think of telling me you were going out? And by not responding back to my texts?” he spoke with an unsatisfied tone. “Okay I'm sorry I didn't text you back I was occupied with training…” you continued explaining what happened and the reasoning for your absence.

He sighed letting his arms fall to his sides and he huffed “Alright fine that's fine…just tell me where you are next time before leaving me with no clue. I was worried sick about you” his eyebrows were furrowed while reaching out to hold your hand.

“Okay”

“Thank you, amor” as he gave you a kiss on the forehead.

Bakugou Katsuki

Walking through the door quietly to avoid any yelling from Bakugou which only made it worse. He was already there waiting for you on the couch in the dark, very dramatic of him but anyways. “Look who showed up. Where have you been, idiot?” He grumbled you were stammering trying to apologize and it was his turn to speak, “I've been running around like a mad man and I didn't even get a word out of you. And your phone was off, your phone is never off.” He stated, so you showed him your now cracked phone screen and explained what happened.

He can only sigh while holding the bridge of his nose. “Fine, we'll get it fixed next morning, I know w guy.” He said, reaching out his hand to slither around your waist while giving you a kiss on the head with a small whispering “missed you.”

likes and reblogs are appreciated loves 🌹

[chsvok]

— Hues and whatnot

pairing: kirishima x gn! reader

CW/notes: fluff, Kirishima helping reader dye their hair for the first time! I feel like this could’ve been a bit better!

You were never one to make big changes to your appearance. Sure, you had a few piercings here and there— but they were only on your ears. And yeah, sure you cut your hair sometimes, but only a few inches.

But this time— this time, you wanted a big change. You were getting bored with your look. To you it looked boring, bland. As Kaminari called it, you had no “pizzaz”, something that made you, you.

For the past few days, you had been scrolling on beauty websites, looking at different hair dyes and colors wanting to get an idea of what to do. And now, you had the perfect color in your hands.

You marched to your boyfriend’s dorm, knocking softly and waiting patiently for him to open.

When he opened he gave you his signature cute smile and let you in, a quiet “Hey babe” exiting his lips.

Eijiro’s eyes landed on the two rectangular boxes in your hands, his eyes widening and his lips curling into a smile.

“This for you?” His eyes twinkled with excitement and you chuckled softly, nodding. “Yeah, I decided I wanted a big change. Kaminari said I needed some ‘pizzaz’.” You snorted after mentioning the last sentence.

Kirishima quickly snatched the boxes from your hands and grabbed your wrist with his other, dragging you to his desk chair and sitting you down excitedly.

Quickly, he began getting everything set up, emptying the two bottles of dye and mixing it with hair developer.

He spilt your hair in different sections and began working. You waited nervously, scared of the result as your boyfriend worked on your hair.

“This color is going to look beautiful on you, babe.” He expressed confidently, giving you a toothy grin.

“I hope so, i’m really nervous right now. I feel like my scalp is burning.” He chuckled at that, “Yeahh, you get used to it.”

After he was done with dyeing your hair, you were now forced to wait 45 minutes in order for the color to fully set.

The alarm on his phone went off, indicating that the 45 minutes had run out and that it was time to wash your hair. He excitedly grabbed you, taking you to the sink and washing your hair gently, his calloused fingers massaging your scalp softly and lightly.

After what seemed like forever, he dried your hair and you anxiously awaited to see the result. Eijiro returned with a mirror in his hand and you shakingly took it.

“Before you look, I think you look amazing. The color looks beautiful on you, my love!” He gave you a toothy grin and a quick kiss on your cheek. You returned the smile and nervously raised the mirror.

When you looked at your reflection, it was like if time stopped. You looked….beautiful. This was really the way to go.

You squealed happily, jumping into Kirishima’s arms. “Thank you, thank you! It looks amazing, baby!” He chuckled and wrapped his arms around you, returning the embrace.

“I told you. You always look amazing— but this, this is…wow.” He grinned and kissed your lips softly, to which you returned, melting into it.

[frickingnerd]

poly relationship with kirishima & tetsutetsu

pairing: eijiro kirishima x gn!reader x tetsutetsu tetsutetsu

tags: wholesome fluff, polyamorous relationship, a bit of jealousy

kirishima and tetsutetsu are already quite similar, so it wasn't really a surprise to anyone that they had a similar taste when it came to the people they dated

and it wasn't a surprise either that you ended up dating both of them, since they are so similar to each other

kirishima and tetsutetsu were good friends already, before they started dating you

neither of them was opposed to the idea of you dating both of them at once and there was never any jealousy between the two of them, since they knew each other so well

however, that doesn't mean that those two aren't jealous boyfriends! their jealousy just isn't direct towards each other…

both of them are a bit jealous, but tend to spiral into jealousy together, when they see you talking to another guy. one might make a comment about how that guy looks of you and they begin bouncing back and forth, only making things worse for each other

you can often see them stand aside and glare at you and whichever guy you're talking to at the moment. sometimes they like to join in on the conversation as well, though they are only there to wrap an arm around you and show the guy who you belong to

tetsutetsu and kirishima are both very affectionate people and love public displays of affection!

but aside from that, the two of them also love to compliment you and remind you how much they love you, since they aren't shy about talking about their feelings

sometimes, the two of them argue over little things, like who gets to carry your bags or who gets to pay for dinner, since they want to show you that you can always rely on them

they are incredibly protective of you and want you to see that they can protect you and that you can rely on them whenever!

kirishima and tetsutetsu also love to work out together and try to get you to tag along! though even if you don't like to work out, they'll ask you to be their weight to lift or to sit on their backs as they do push ups

[carefreecoffee]

Flufftober Day 18: Protecting w/ Kirishima Eijirou

Word count: 1.9k, Gender-Neutral reader

You were walking in the bustling city, people chatting, cars zooming and the sound of your favorite playlist ringing throughout your earbuds. Your commute home from work had been casual; that was until the bustling crowds of people started walking faster past unusually. You stop in your tracks curiously, taking out a headphone before feeling the ground beneath you rumb;e. You look back in shock as your eyes lock onto a giant figure breaking through the streets haphazardly– your only instinct is to run with the crowd.

Kirishima was on patrol as he heard the multiple screams from down the street. Rushing down the sidewalk, running through the crowd of panicking civilians, he saw a large, hulking villain destroying buildings by just swinging his arms around aimlessly. His heart sank as he watched the panic unfold. He had to do something to stop the chaos and protect the people. He quickly assessed the situation and made a quick decision. Leaping into the nearest alleyway, seeking cover behind a large dumpster. He needed a better vantage point to survey the area and plan his next move.

As you glanced behind yourself, you saw the giant creature approaching rapidly into your direction. Your eyes widen as your legs take on a mind of their own, passing every alley and block with as much fervor as you could summon. Not even the sudden loss of your headphones that had become lost in the rubble could break you out of your stance.

Kirishima catches a glimpse of you as you run past, your eyes filled with pure fear. He knows he has to act fast to help you. You yelp as you feel the rumbling within the ground coming closer, feeling your legs starting to give out.

Adrenaline coursing through his veins, he rushes out from behind the dumpster and activates his quirk, hardening his entire body. He charges towards the giant creature, determined to save the citizen. He braces himself for impact as he smashes into the creature's side, attempting to knock it off balance. The force of the collision created  a shockwave, causing debris to fly in every direction. The creature lumbers unsteadily, giving him a momentary opening. With a swift motion, He grabs you, pulling you to safety, away from the imminent danger. He scans you with a concerned expression, hoping to reassure you and make sure you’re alright. Your eyes widen at the frantic movements as you feel someone’s arms wrap around you, taking you away from the scene. Your grip strengthens on the person out of fear. 

You screw your eyes shut until you are placed down uncharacteristically gently given the situation. You begin to open them wider than ever, seeing none other than the chivalrous hero; Red Riot. As you come to a halt, he turns, giving you a reassuring smile. "Hey, you're safe now, don't worry. Just breathe, okay?" He says, attempting to calm you down. 

Your mouth hangs agape as you nod frantically. The shock is hitting you hard now that you’re still. As you mouth an ‘Okay’ another crash reverberates the ground. "I'm going to go deal with that villain. Stay here. You're safe. You won't get hurt, okay?" He reassures you, giving you a gentle pat on the shoulder.

He turns away, rushing back into the scene of battle, feeling a surge of determination to protect the innocent and neutralize the threat. The villain was still rampaging, leaving a path of destruction in its wake. It seemed that the creature was impervious to physical attacks, making it even more challenging to take down. Minutes felt like hours until the fight seemed to die down. You heard slight chatter and could see a faint trail of smoke coming in from the crash of the debris. You sat there as instructed, knees to your chest as your arms wrapped protectively around them.

Kirishima catches his breath and takes a second to examine the scene of the battle. In the midst of it, he noticed a familiar figure hidden away within the confines of the dark alleyway. He approached you, a friendly smile on his face. "Hey, you okay there?" He asked, concerned for your well-being.

You look up at him, your breathing ragged but slower than before,  “Y-yes, i'm okay” He crouches down and checks you methodically for any injuries. "That's good to hear," he says, relieved that you’re okay. "You looked pretty shaken up earlier. Do you need to catch your breath? How about we sit for a bit?" he suggested, gesturing to an empty space nearby. 

You nod, sitting together in silence for a few moments, catching your breaths and coming down from the adrenaline of the moment. It's comforting in a way. He glanced over at you, taking in your features in the dim light of the alleyway. 

"You know, you were pretty brave back there. Running through the chaos like that, it takes a lot of courage." He complimented, breaking the silence between you.

“Hm? Oh, thank you I guess…I mean I've never been in such a position before y'know?” You chuckle half-heartedly, still shaken up.

 "Hey, it's okay to be scared in a situation like that. It's natural." He says, giving you a reassuring nod. He decides to lighten the mood and get your mind off of things, "So, what's your name? I never got the chance to properly introduce myself." He asks with a smile. You looked at him, mouth agape until you could muster up an answer, “Y/n, my name is Y/n.” 

"Hey Yuno, my name is Kirishima. It's great to meet you," he says with a friendly tone, extending his hand towards you for a handshake. "I'm glad I was able to help you out there." You take his hand. “Nice to meet you Kirishima, even if it wasn't the um... best situation.” He chuckle’s, trying to ease some of the tension. "Yeah, I guess we really met under some crazy circumstances, huh? But hey, at least we're both safe now, right?" He offers a warm smile.

You nod, “All thanks to you and the other pros. I really do appreciate it.” In the midst of the conversation you hear ambulance wails along with the red and blue lights approaching. As emergency personnel start arriving at the scene, Kirshima knows that it's time for him to move on. He stood up, offering his hand to help you up. "Looks like the authorities are here to take care of things now. How about I walk you home? You still look a bit shaken up, and I wouldn't feel right leaving you to fend for yourself just yet." He asks with a reassuring grin.

You nod, a bit taken aback but knowing it was a part of his duty. “That would actually be really nice. T-thank you Red Riot!” You bow slightly before making your way towards the paramedics. He watches as you're pulled away for a statement, waiting for you to finish up and join him again, ready to escort you to safety. As the two of you walked, he tried to make idle chit chat, hoping to ease any lingering uneasiness you might’ve been feeling. "So, what do you do? Are you a student or do you work nearby?" He ask’s, curious to know more about his unexpected companion. 

“Ah, I'm a receptionist at the law firm down the street. I was actually just on my way home before all of that” His eyes light up curiously, "Law firm, huh? That sounds pretty cool. Do you enjoy it?" 

You shrug. “It is what it is, receptionism isn't the most friendly occupation but I learned how to handle it over time.” You smile and return the favor, “How'd you get into heroism?”

"As for me," He says, a bright grin spreading across his face, "I've always been fascinated by the idea of being a hero, fighting against villains, and helping people. It's something that just resonated with me, you know?" He explained, his voice laced with passion. "And as time went on, I learned more about myself, improved my skills, and worked really hard to become stronger. Here I am now, living my dream as a hero!"

You chuckled at this enthusiasm. “I get what you mean and I think you were meant for it, it's nice to see people following their passions y'know?” The two of you talk a bit more until you had reached the front of your place. “Thank you again, Kirishima” You bow, giving him the most appreciation you could in such a short amount of time. “I can’t thank you enough for the safety you kept me in today!” 

He smiles warmly at your action, waving his arms. "No thanks needed, Y/n. I was just doing what any friendly hero would do!" He examined you for a moment. "You know, Y/n, you surprised me out there today. Despite being scared, you still kept your head high and found the courage to keep going. That takes real strength. It was an honor to have been able to help you." You lifted your head up, feeling warmth rise within your face from the compliment from such a notable hero. Your eyes met his ruby ones as a smile plastered on your face, “Well, I appreciate you walking me home nonetheless, it means a lot.” 

"Of course, it was my pleasure," He replied, returning your smile. "It's getting pretty late, so why don't you get some rest? You've been through a lot today." He suggested, concerned for your well-being. He takes a few steps back, preparing to head back to the agency and get some rest himself. But before he left, he couldn’t help but feel a little bold. I turned back to you with a mischievous grin. "Hey, before we go our separate ways, can I ask for your number? I'd really like to stay in touch."

Before you could fully unlock your door, you looked back at him pleasantly surprised “M-my number?” The words were still echoing throughout your mind. 

He chuckles, realizing he might have overstepped. "Ah, my bad, I didn't mean to make you uncomfortable," he says, rubbing the back of his neck sheepishly. "It's just, I really enjoyed our conversation, and I thought it would be nice to keep in touch. But if you're not comfortable with that, no worries. Sorry if I made you feel weird." he says, giving you an apologetic smile.

“No no!” You begin to walk back to where he was standing, “It just caught me off guard is all!” You send him a smile of reassurance. He relaxed a bit, glad to clear up the misunderstanding. "Alright, sounds good! Here, let's exchange numbers." He takes out his phone as you exchange contact info, each punching in the other's number. Once it's done, he puts away his phone and gives you a grateful nod. "Alright, got it. It was nice meeting you, Y/n. And if you ever need anything or even just want to chat, you know how to reach me now," He offers a friendly wave as he turns to make his way back to the agency.

You wave back happily, retreating into your home, your heart pounding as you texted your friends about everything that had happened that night excitedly– albeit the danger you were put in to get there. 

As Kirishima walks back to the agency, he couldn't help but smile, feeling a sense of satisfaction at the encounter with you. It's always nice to meet new people and possibly make new friends, especially someone as kind as you. He thinks about your determination and resilience during the incident, appreciating your courage. He feels a strange flutter of butterflies in his stomach, catching him off guard. 

'Wait a minute... Was that... a crush?'

[confusedblakex]

Words

Pairing: Eijiro Kirishima X Deaf Reader (GN)

Summary: Kirishima always wondered why he had no words on his wrist, but when he meets you it all makes sense

AU: Soulmate AU - Soulmates have tattoos of the first words their soulmates say to them

Wordcount: ~1430

Warnings: Self consciousness (inferiority complex)

Requested by: Me stressing about finals

Notes: As a hearing person, please let me know if I offend anyone with the way I've written the reader (or if you have any constructive criticism)

Last edited: 24th May 2023

Kirishima was self-conscious about many things. His looks, his personality, his quirk. And the fact that he had no soulmate.

The first words a person’s soulmate said to them would be written as a tattoo-like mark on the inside of their wrist. Everyone found their soulmate at some point in their life, whether intentionally or not, they would end up as friends or lovers or something in between.

Not everyone wanted to find their soulmate, but having no soulmate at all was even rarer than being quirkless. And on Kirishima’s wrist, there was nothing.

His love of sweatbands and nice watches wasn’t because of their usefulness and functionality, but because it meant he never had any questions about his soulmark. Though that didn’t mean he completely avoided the subject, and he always felt a sting in his heart whenever his friends brought it up.

But UA would be different - he told himself - at UA, he wouldn’t fear judgement because of it. And so for his first day of hero school, he didn’t cover his wrist, the empty space looking so abnormal to him.

Yet on the first day, quite a few people found their soulmates. He may have felt his heart ache, but reminded himself of the new person he was. He wouldn’t let this get him down. So when the topic of soulmates was brought up, he didn’t shy away - though he was nervous - and told his class about his lack of soulmark. No one made a fuss, and no one made him feel bad. Bakugo even called him lucky for not having destiny be the one to decide his partner.

So manly.

And though he still wished he had a soulmate, he didn’t let himself feel upset that he didn’t have a soulmark. Well, that was until he met you.

You were a transfer student who joined midyear, and apparently you knew Uraraka since she greeted you with a hug the moment she saw you. And then once Aizawa walked in,  you introduced yourself to the class.

Notebook in hand, you took a deep breath and stood in front of the class. Kirishima watched as you flipped open the first page of the notebook and gasps and whispers filled the room.

“Hello, my name is (y/n), and I’m deaf” 

And you flipped the page again.

“It’s a pleasure to meet you all”

You were nervous, he could tell you were nervous, but you smiled through it regardless. You were shown to your seat by Aizawa, and the moment he tried to go back to sleep the class erupted into chatter. Uraraka ran over to you and started making quick hand movements to you, which Kirishima realised was sign language.

The rest of the class followed suit, all rushing over trying to talk to you and asking Uraraka to translate. You took out your notebook with some pre-written answers for common questions. Things like:

“I do have hearing aids, but that doesn’t mean I can hear fully”

“If you want to talk to me, please make sure I’m able to see your face so I can better understand what you’re saying”

Once the fuss all died down, Uraraka ended up convincing you and a bunch of others to start a club to teach people sign language so you could communicate with them more easily. Which was then followed by Bakugo, of all people, going up to you and challenging you (and probably also insulting your quirk) in fluent sign language.

But Kirishima never took his eyes off you. You were gorgeous. The way you interacted with the class as they asked you questions, and how cute you were when you were focusing on listening to someone. Your smile and the positive aura you had.

He had fallen hard.

---

He walked up to you one day with the intention of asking about joining the sign language club, but he couldn’t seem to think clearly. He had never spoken to you before, so once he had your attention his mind blanked.

Instead he said the first thing that popped into his brain.

“Hey, I uh… just wanted to say I think you’re really pretty…”

Your eyes went wide as your wrist started to tingle and then gently burn. It only lasted a moment, but you knew exactly what it meant. You pulled your sleeve down just enough to see the words glowing, and then turned to furiously sign to Uraraka, who was already understanding what was going on.

“Oh my gosh, (y/n)’s your soulmate!” She exclaimed, probably a little louder than she intended as you winced at the noise.

“What?” Kiri asked, not because he didn’t figure it out, but because it simply wasn’t possible. And yet it made so much sense.

The silence that followed rang loud, and yet your bright smile made everything alright. Kiri couldn’t help but pull you into a gentle hug, one that you quickly reciprocated.

From that moment on, Kirishima felt complete, felt as though his heart was whole. As though all those years spent feeling insecure about his lack of soulmark, and all those nights he spent wishing he’d have a soulmate were nothing.

And your friendship quickly became something more. Kiri didn’t want to feel like he was pushing you into a relationship, but it just felt so natural. His love for you was unlike anything he had ever felt, and it only grew greater each day.

Kirishima wanted to confess his feelings for you, but he wasn’t sure how. Not once had to two of you spoken about your feelings regarding the realtionship, and he wanted it to be special. 

He finally convinced Bakugo to teach him sign language - even though Bkakugo wouldn’t tell Kiri why he knew it - and planned the perfect way to tell you. On his birthday.

Unbeknownst to him, you wanted to do something special too. With the help of Uraraka, Momo and Jiro, you all came up with a plan. The three of them were the best friends you could ask for and were so supportive of your feelings for Kirishima. Together, they helped you learn over the months, and for Kiri’s birthday you were going to tell him you loved him. With words.

It wasn’t as though you couldn’t speak, you could, you were just so self-conscious about how you sounded - and of course it wasn’t easy. But it was something you were willing to do for Eijiro. He was so uplifting to be around, and encouraged you endlessly. For years you were worried that your soulmate wouldn’t be interested in you romantically because of your disability, but Kiri didn’t care. He loved you regardless, and you couldn’t be happier.

But when the day finally rolled around, you suddenly didn’t trust yourself. What if you sounded weird? What if he didn’t like your voice? You knew it was just your thoughts bringing you down, but they were so difficult to ignore.

A tap on your shoulder brought you back from your thoughts, and your turned to face Bakugo and Kirishima. You smiled at Kiri, but Bakugo had something to say.

“Stupid hair had something important to say, so you better pay attention” he signed, “I’ll kill you if you don’t treat him well”

His face softened, and he patted you on the back before leaving, which took you off guard. It leaft you and Kiri alone together, but you were still confused.

He looked nervous, but before you could ask any questions, he bagan signing.

“It’s my birthday today, and I wanted to do something special”

“And I really don’t want to come off as weird, but it’s not manly for me to keep my feelings hidden from you”

He signed to you fluently and confidently, making a few mistakes here and there, but you could tell he was really trying. And it was wonderful.

“I love you (y/n)”

This was not how you expected it to go, but it was perfect nonetheless. He confessed to you! It was practically the perefct setup.

“I love you to-o, Kiri-shima” You said, making sure you carefully sounded out the words so you didn’t say anything wrong.

Kiri didn’t even have time to process that you just spoke. You loved him too!

“Really?! Ow-” He felt his wrist burn, and he hadn’t even noticed until it hurt. He tugged his sleeve down to see what had happened, but paused when he saw there was no wound. Instead, his wrist was glowing with words appearing on his skin.

‘I love you too, Kirishima’

[emmyrosee]

Kirishima???? Did you mean The best boyfriend to ever exist????? His shirt? Boyfriend material. His hoodie? Bf material. Everything about him just screams best boyfriend energy I can explain it??? (also huge bi wife energy but that’s a topic for another day and might just be me thinking that but 👀)

like he’s so sweet and caring and he is the most golden retriever bf ever imo. comforts you like you’ve never been comforted before, he’s also like SO playful it’s insane. baby forgets he’s that strong sometimes and would definitely be apologizing profusely after accidentally launching you onto the bed a bit too harshly while you’re laughing your head off. also he definitely cries during any dog movie ever, even if it’s happy. Hypes you up always even if he doesn’t get what’s happening yet. best bf. what a guy. you’d be the parents of your friend group as a couple but also just so individually childish it gives them whiplash.

If you couldn’t tell, I love kirishima with my whole heart and will take any opportunity to talk abt him ty for giving me the opportunity hehehe <3

IM LITERALLY GOINF TO LIGHT MTSELF ON FIRE AND NO ONE PUT ME OUT-

Kirishima absolutely launching me out of bed is an image I needed like. Three years ago. I love it so much. Like just patting the bed next to you to invite him in to cuddle, and he just leaps next to you and, effectively, flings you into the air and nearly onto the floor.

“BABY!” He shrieks, trying to grab all your limbs and pull you back up, while you just scream and giggle in reply.

He just. HFBDOEND

And he’d text you all the time about silly nonsense because he thinks you’ll want to know about anything and everything he sees through the day, and when you ask him about it, he smiles and confidently admits that he wants it to feel like you’re there with him, and it makes your bottom lip quiver slightly because why is he so sweet, come on now-

He doesn’t really get why it made you slightly emotional, but hey- free, cuddly hugs make him weak and who would he be to complain?

He’s just so sweet. And he’s so considerate, he’s always the boyfriend who switches food with you because you don’t like yours, always has some money for vending machines that he knows you’ll want something from, and he does it all with a loving smile on his face.

One day, you noticed how he started carrying around a lot more coins, and when you asked, he confessed that it was for when you pass a crane machine or gashapon machine because he knows you’ll ask him to try it, and who would he be to say no? Cruel, that’s who.

And when it comes to the nitty gritty, the core of your relationship, yeah, it’s chaos. And your friends tease you both all the time for it, how “obsessed” you two are with each other, but that’s how it should be. Two people in love, who can barely keep their hands off of each other, can’t go more than an hour without texting, and the worst fights they get into are what kind of chips they should by at the store. Who’s communication is just that solid, their loyalty undeniable and fresh and secure.

And if your friends don’t seem to get that?

Their loss.

[maroonswan]

Imagine coming home after a rough day at work to wrap your arms around Kirishima's waist. Your gracious husband being so much taller than you; you're essentially burying your face his back. You can feel the muscles move under his tee as he laughs, broad sholders bouncing.

"Babe, that tickles." He says, words muffled in your ears by the thump of his beating heart. He's so warm and homie like this, prepping dinner for you both on a week day. Veggies and meat sizzling deliciously away on the stovetop so that you'd have a hot and healthy meal without ever having lifted a finger. Really, this talented charismatic man could be doing a million other things right now, but instead, he's here thinking of you.

It just makes you want to nuzzle your face into him more and drown in the clean but musky scent of his cologne. So, you do to Eijioro's disbenefit.

"Hey! Seriourlsy," He wheezed between uncontrollable giggles "if you keep that up I'm going to burn this shit!"

A serious concern, yes. But, you didn't really much care as your fingers worked under his top, darting along along his stomache and ribs.

Let dinner be ruined, let you have to order take out, if only you were able to stay with him like this forever.

[angelshimaa]

𝐅𝐀𝐍𝐂𝐘 ;; 𝐕𝐀𝐑𝐈𝐎𝐔𝐒

⤷ feat. bakugou & kirishima <3

✧ cw :: gn!reader, fluff, reader is shorter than them (height not specified), bkg calls you 'babe' and 'pretty', kiri calls you 'baby' and 'pretty', bkg's is a teensy bit suggestive (only if you squint), bkg swears twice, kissin in both 😍

✧ a/n :: hi y'all !! haven't written fanfic in a bit so i am a little rusty (sorreiii) but i couldn't get this out my mind, so here :D it's a little long and i feel there's repetition, but who cares? 😍

"katsu, have you seen my necklace? i swear i just had it—" you walk down the stairs, headed for the living room. the love of your life pauses his patient wait, looking up at your descending figure.

he's not sure he'll ever get used to how beautiful you are.

"s'on the table, babe," katsuki's used to your running about, finding bits and bobs to complete the look of the day because you misplace things quite easily. he places his phone on the table and stands to pick your beautiful necklace up himself.

you feel your lips quirk upwards at the sight of him, his suit smooth and matching your own attire. he's heartbreakingly handsome like this, suited up, and you don't think you'll ever tire from this.

"thank you." you watch bright red irises inch down your figure as you walk closer to him, taking in how good you look all dressed up. you're beaming so prettily at him, and for once katsuki finds a good reason for all these hero dinners. "put it on for me?"

you turn, back facing bakugou as he gently puts the necklace onto you. it's adorable how his fingers fumble a little with the clasp, his skin brushing up against the exposed skin at your neck as he tries to get it right.

the necklace is cool against your skin and his cologne smells too good. it's muted, yet its every note has you fighting back a blushing giggle— you'd be embarrassed for yourself if this wasn't your man. however, the giggle leaves your throat when he presses his lips against your neck, his hands dropping to hold onto your hips.

"thank you, katsu." you spin around to face him, and gosh does he wear that look he gives you so well. the softness of those features has you feeling like the only person in the world worth paying attention to. "you look so, so good."

your fingers fiddle lightly with the lapels of his blazer as you scan the admiration shaping his features. "'s that right?" amusement plays on his features, his hands sliding up to your waist, bringing you even closer to him. that grin of yours has every inch of him burning to kiss you, to show you just how perfect he thinks you are.

"mhm. got such a handsome man." your eyes sparkle up at him and he finds himself gifting you a half-smirk in return.

"'s all for you, pretty." his pretty eyes linger on your lips before looking back up to meet your eyes. "fuck, you're perfect." katsuki's so close it wouldn't take much to brush your lips against his. you laugh lightly at how intensely he's gazing at you.

finally, you meet each other halfway, pressing lingering kisses against each other. it's when your lips lock into a deeper, passion-seared kiss that you feel time threaten to slip away from your fingers. there's nothing else you'd much rather do with your time, than feel those soft lips against yours and against your skin, those warm hands trailing over every inch of you as though he would never get sick of mapping you out—

"we're gonna be late!" you're the one who breaks the kiss with a laugh, lightly hitting his chest.

"who gives a shit when you look this good?"

you laugh at the groan katsuki lets out when you get out of his grasp. "i do, kats. we'll never hear the end of it if we're late again. lemme find my phone, and we'll be off."

his eyeroll is practically audible, but he follows after you nonetheless. besides, he's sure such perfection will last long enough for him to praise it just right after this tedious dinner.

"pretty, could you please do my t—" eijirou's words die on his tongue when he catches the sight of you touching up your hair while looking into the mirror. you look so cute, all concentrated on fixing an error that wasn't even there.

"yes, eiji?" you fix your gaze into him with a smile. your eyes land to your boyfriend, his tie still very much undone and resting on his broad shoulders. "oh, your tie."

the giggle bubbles out your chest when kirishima wolf-whistles at you while you walk to him. "give us a spin, give us a spin!" laughing, you obey by twirling, earning a cheer from him that makes you laugh even more.

"you're such an idiot, eiji," your grin is wide and kirishima is so proud of being responsible for it. he has a grin wide enough to match your own and you reach out to hold his face for a little.

"and you're so, so pretty, baby. gosh, look at you." his eyes are as tender as his touch grazing the small of your back, his hands settling on your hips. "i'm the luckiest man ever, i swear."

you let go of his face, dropping your hands to do his tie. it wasn't that he didn't know how to do it himself, but there was so much magic in how lovely you looked doing it for him.

"and the manliest, most handsome man ever." you glance up at him with a smile. his red mane has grown a little longer than its usual length, so you suggested a low bun instead of his typical updo.

it's safe to say you're glad he listened.

"done!" you adjust his tie and smoothe it over his chest, beaming up at him.

eijirou dips his head down to give you a peck, and another because only one is just never enough. "thank you, baby." what a beautiful smile. "what else do you still need to do?"

"i think i'm done… wait, one last thing."

gently, you hold onto kirishima's tie, inching up its length as you eye him. as though he reads your mind, he dips down to meet you with a proper kiss. warmth settles into your stomach; it feels so unexplainably right to kiss him.

he hums as he feels his heart buzz, smiling into your kiss as he brings you in closer by your hips. it's instinct to wrap your arms around his neck and stay like that a while longer, but you catch yourself beforehand. you both had somewhere important to be.

"that's everything! time to go, traffic might worsen soon."

kirishima watches you walk away with a smile before he follows, completely ready to look at nothing but you for the rest of the night.

✧ — thank you for reading !! rbs and feedback are greatly appreciated <3

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[sugolara]

♫ Silly boys you run away too far

Ft. Shota, Katsuki, Hitoshi, Izuku, Shoto, Eri & gn! reader

Synopsis: Born by dysfunctional parents, Shota Aizawa takes it upon himself to adopt a litter of kids to give them the best chance life could offer them. Or... [A family with different parents try to beat any obstacle that come their way, though they couldn't have done this without the help of their adopted father; Shota.] Cw: language, drinking, smoking, substance abuse, death mention, a bit of angst, quirkless! au, humor, slight sexual themes nothing to graphic, gender neutral reader!, updates once a month or so Honorable Supporting Cast: Denki Kaminari [The best friend], Kyoka Jiro [The friend], Eijiro Kirishima [The love interest], Ochaco Uraraka [The friend], Tenya Iida [The love interest], Mina Ashido [The friend], Momo Yaoyorozu [The love Interest], Hanta Sero [The love interst] & other extras that aren't important Music of the chapter: Silly boy - The Blue Van

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Booming music mixed with sounds of a character shooting their gun resonated through the home. If you were to walk by the home, you'd most certainly feel the vibrations and while cats liked to mingle, their bodies purring at the feeling, other people liked to stay away. A part of it had to do with the music they always blast when their father wasn't home-despite the many complaints they get-but the main reason why people stayed away was due to the notorious reputation they set on themselves.

While the neighborhood knows that kids are just kids, some beg to differ and just wish that their father could maintain a better control of them. But they kept their opinions to themselves as the last time someone had complained to the father, their home was almost set on fire and sure, it was probably because they had forgotten to turn the oven off, but they were sure they hadn't even baked at the time.

A curse is what people liked to say, but for the family of the said home, they'd say it was just a coincidence. A happy coincidence.

"Stop hitting me!" The second middle child, Izuku, yelled out as he focused on the TV screen where his character was shooting everywhere, but his target, "You're making me loose! Do you realize that if I lose I'll have to clean the bathroom!?"

"Duh!" The oldest child, Katsuki, manically laughed as he lifted his foot to block the freckle male's face. Though he winced when his braces got caught to the insides of cheeks, "That's the whole point! Besides, you suck ass."

"Because you keep blocking me, Kacchan!" He cried out, tears pooling in the corners of his eyes from frustration.

In the same living room, near the other couch that was placed by the window and next to it sat the youngest child, Shoto, playing music on the home computer. He scrolled through redtube, his eyes looking at a playlist as he muttered to himself, "What about metal? Are we a fan of metal?"

He hummed as he looked up to the window, his finger tapping his chin as he watched the stars blink at him, "Yes, I think we are."

A soft clink of the mouse was heard before sounds of guitar ripping vibrated through the home. Entering the kitchen, the middle child, Hitoshi, and second oldest, F/n, watched as their frozen burrito cooked in the microwave, both counting down the time before the timer hit zero.

"You think dad will get mad at us for eating the whole bag of burritos?" Hitoshi asked, his indigo eyes watching as the burrito spinned slowly in a paper plate, "There were twelve in there."

"Well, he did leave nothing for us to eat and the babysitter ditched us." F/n answered, their ears listening to the soft hum the microwave released, "And dad knows we don't know how to cook, so really it's his fault."

"Such wise words." Hitoshi mumbled, his eyes still on the burrito. F/n nodded, "Wisdom..."

Outside in the driveway pulled in a black car. Getting off the driver's seat, the head and father of the children, Shota, released a tired sigh as he looked at the window where the caramel color sheets of curtains radiated a soft glow of the living room light. He could also hear the loud music and the vibrations, "Looks like there goes another complaint to the mayor."

Hearing a quick shuffling pace, Shota turned to the side walk where he could see a couple quickly walk by, avoiding making eye contact with him. Despite the avoidance, Shota waved at them like any friendly neighbor.

When the couple passed by, he could hear them let out a sigh of relief and a conversation that was hushed. Ignoring their behavior, Shota headed for the back doors of his small car. He opened it and crouched down to undo the seatbelt around the youngest and final child, Eri. With the click and the belt going back to its original place, he wrapped his arms around the girl's frame, gently picking her up so as to not wake her from her slumber.

He repositioned his arms before closing the door and heading towards the home. With his key in his other hand he jammed into the keyhole and turned, allowing the door to be unlocked. He pushed the door open, staring at the scene in front of him. Thankfully, with having to grow up in a chaotic household, Eri did not once stir in her sleep.

"Oh, shit!" Katsuki turned towards the door as he was the closest to it. Seeing Shota, he yelled alerting his siblings, "Dad's home!"

They all turned to him, smiles on their faces, "Hey, dad!"

A smile reached to his lips as he closed the door with his foot, "Yeah, I'm home, turn down the music and the TV."

The audio was lowered down, though seeing only the kids, Shota looked around, his brows furrowing, "Where's the babysitter?"

"Oh, she left an hour after you did." Shoto said, his eyes on the computer, "Katsuki and F/n scared her off."

"Of course they did." Shota muttered as he moved further into the home, "Did she at least make you guys anything to eat?"

Katsuki scoffed as he hit the side of Izuku's face with his foot, "As if. We're fucking starving. F/n and Hitoshi ate the rest of the burritos. Fatasses."

"She literally left us nothing to eat all day!" F/n turned to the living room, "She left before we could even steal her credit card and order from The Pizza Kingdom."

"Oh, actually I was able to get that." From behind them, Hitoshi fished out a black card from his pocket, "I called earlier, but they couldn't place an order because it had no money."

"Seriously?" Shota shook his head as he grabbed the card, "What did I say about stealing their stuff? This is why babysitters never stay the full day."

Izuku paused the game, his hand shoving Katsuki's foot as he looked to his father, "Do we really need a babysitter anyway? We're 16, we know how to take care of ourselves."

Shota gave him a stare, one that had Izuku nervously recoil back on the couch, "Really? You really believe that, Izuku?"

"...No..." He mumbled.

Feeling Eri move, Shota nudged his head to the door, before entering Eri and F/n's shared room, "Go grab the groceries so I can make dinner."

When Shota entered the bedroom, the blonde let out an annoyed groan as he set the control on the coffee table. He then kicked Izuku, "Go get the bags."

"Why me? He told you to." He said, but regretted it when the blonde kicked him off the couch, "Fine...bitch."

"Whaddya call me!?" The freckle male scattered away. Kindly enough, Shoto and F/n helped him as they opened the trunk, each grabbing bags that hung off their forearm.

"Did you guys find out who your homeroom teacher is?" F/n asked as tomorrow would be the first day back to school.

"Nope." Izuku let out a sigh, grabbing as much groceries as he could hold, "But, I hope I'm not in the same class as you again."

"Hey!" F/n glared at him, "What's wrong with being in the class as me? I'm totally fun."

"I don't know, you almost got expelled when you tried pranking Mr. Kan." Shoto thought back to last school year, "Remember? Mr. Nezu had you clean the entire school, including the locker room as punishment."

"But it was funny." They said, though they glared at Izuku once more when he spoke in a high pitched tone, meant to be sarcastic, "Was it?"

"I'll show you something funny." They muttered and shared a glance with Shoto who understood as he nodded. Before Izuku could close the trunk, both F/n and Shoto quickly lifted their arms that hung off heavy bags and slammed it on Izuku's back, causing the male to fall in the trunk.

They snickered as they ran towards the home with Izuku struggling to exit, "Seriously!? You guys are so rude!"

When they entered, Shota was in the kitchen boiling a pot of water as he grabbed vegetables from the fridge. Nothing other than their fathers cooked meals tasted good and after a day of eating little food, Shota felt like his kids deserved a full course meal-even though they did nothing to deserve it.

Setting the bags on the table, Hitoshi aimed for one of them, smiling as he pulled out yogurt, "Where's Izuku?"

"Fuck if I know." F/n shrugged, sitting at the kitchen table as they grabbed a bag of chips. Though the bags of chips were removed from their hands as Katsuki began munching on them. He ignored the look F/n sent his way, "You going to be our teacher tomorrow?"

"That depends. Are you guys going to behave?" He said as he went to retrieve a pack of meat from the store bags, but hearing the blonde crunching, he gave his kid a look, "You're going to damage your braces."

The blonde shrugged, still eating F/n's chips, "So what?"

"How are you going to fix that gap between your teeth?" Shoto innocently asked, eating his bag of chips. He knew he set the blonde off as he heard chips being crumbled and F/n muttering. "Aw, man."

Hitoshi almost choked on his yogurt, though he was able to get it down, "Where's Izuku?"

"Kidnapped." Said Izuku as he entered the home glaring at F/n and Shoto, "Thank you for the help, by the way."

"You're welcome." Shoto smiled, eating to his heart's content until the freckle male stole his chips.

"Don't eat too much." The pan hissed when Shota turned the food, "It's your guys first day of school tomorrow and I don't want a call saying you either threw up or you harassed another kid."

The siblings all turned to look at Katsuki who sputtered, "He deserved it!"

"He said he was sorry." Shoto pointed out, "You were just overreacting."

"True." The rest said, relieving the memory, but the blonde rolled his eyes. "Whatever."

Shota let out a sigh as he grabbed dishes, beginning to pour food into them, "Go grab Eri and tell her dinners ready. If she's still asleep, leave her."

"Where is she?" Izuku asked as he stood up when Shota nudged his head to the living room, hands occupied by food. "She should be in the living room."

F/n turned her head towards the room and smiled when she saw Eri coloring, "She's awake. Hi, Eri!"

"Hi, Eri!" The rest said and hearing her name being called the girl smiled as she stood to go to them. "Hello! Is dinner ready?"

Seeing a nod, they all placed the bags away before sitting at their designated chair. When they were all children, they had decided to mark their names in their favorite color. Katsuki's being red, F/n's f/c, Hitoshi's purple, Izuku's green, Shoto's red and blue, and Eri's red. Along with the names, they added stickers of grenades, knives, cats, bunnies, noodles and apples. For Shota's chair, they added all their stickers.

"Alright." Shota placed a bowl of delicious food in front of Eri, before the others. Everyone knew that Eri got her plate first, courtesy of young privileges, "After you're done, get ready for school tomorrow. And sleep early Hitoshi, you don't want to be late for the first day."

"Yeah, yeah."

As soon as their bowls and fresh juice was placed in front of them, everyone began to eat. With Shota at the head of the table, he watched as his family ate with smiles and talked among them. Despite how different their personalities are, they seemed to get along well to which Shota felt satisfied. His own smile appeared on his face.

"Can you pass the salt?" Eri's small voice asked Shota.

Shota handed it to her, "Here you go."

"I can't wait for school." Izuku mumbled as he chewed his food, his mind going to a certain girl.

"Quit stealing my food, Icyhot!"

"But I'm hungry."

"Let him have some, fatass!"

"Fatass."

"That is not nice, F/n and Hitoshi."

[ouch-thats-harsh]

hii!! how r u?? i saw ur BNHA Class1-a w/ an indian reader and i honestly LOVED IT!! i was hoping to request for an indian reader with class 1-a but where they think she is really quiet and shy. HOWEVER, they witness her OTHER side when they see her vibing like crazy to bollywood songs??????????????? thnx<333 hv a good day/nightt!!! :)))

Pairings: none! Just friends and classmates :)

warnings: none! Gn! Reader. Indian reader, the reader is a bit shy

Author's note: Omg, hello!!! It's been a while since I disappeared for no reason😭 I'm sorry I didn't see your ask till now!! I'm so glad you loved the fic, it came from a need, honestly. Also I'm definitely more than rusty at this rn, so please forgive me if this sucks, I'm not the best at English, so i apologise for any mistakes.

A day doesn't pass without your headphones and music. The ghazals, the carnatic music, the hindustani tunes and Bollywood moods to wake your soul up. It was a need for you because more than anything, it was a piece of your home. Their foreign exchange student from India was a specimen worth knowing. Smart, brilliant, gorgeous but also quiet. You being quiet was something they expected, the language barrier guarenteed it! they dubbed your behaviour as that, but turns out thats just the way you were. It added to your charm.

One early Monday, after seemingly a shitty week, everyone had to get back on schedule. Exhausted students pulling themselves out of beds for another tiring week wasn't something new. UA makes it a death week, sometimes literally. Fatigue rolled in by the evening. After letting your friends know that you were ready to turn in for the night, you went straight to your dorm to rest. That was until you got a Google photos notif, from the last time you went to navratri.

Sero was just walking to his room, he was unbothered and chill. Then came your dorm room.

Before long your friends were outside your door

*Knock knock*

from the outside one could hear the faint sound of music and someone singing. They slowly opened the door, to see you, their adorable lovely quiet friend, eyes closed, with loud music, moving your hips to some Bollywood song? the song suited you, thought midoriya as soon as he saw you.

But then the shock came. You danced???

"DAMN GIRL!!" mina's loud outburst alerted you. You froze in place at the sudden yell, "how long have you guys been standing there???" You cried out, a bit embarrassed, maybe too embarrassed. You quickly turned the music off.

"Long enough to see you dance." Kirishima pointed out with a smirk. You felt your face warm. kaminari laughed at the sight of you flustered. Even though the situation was just the material to tease you with, they saw how much you enjoyed it, how carefree you were at that moment.

"What song was that? And you never told me you could move like *that*" mina asked pointing at you. "It's- uhm, it's called" you looked at your phone to get the title right, "tumhi ho bandu... And i- uh could always do that? Haha" the nervousness was evident, probably a result of you hiding this side of yours for so long.

This was a pleasant surprise to them. You looked more alive than they could remember.

Ochaco remembered the times you told her about baraat and gharba, times where you danced as if it was your last breathe of air. You told her about how your lungs would burn, sweat rolling off your head onto the earth. She saw what you meant today, even if it was fleeting. She wanted to join. She picked up your phone and played the next song. The beginning of nachde ne saare played. A memory for you, dancing with your bestfriend back home, unlocked.

You felt shy as the song began, but Ochaco and mina, ever the dancers, began moving, inviting you to do too. The guys were watching until pulled in by the duo, bakugou just stayed in his place, watching and nodding to the beat after a while. You could see some of them puzzled at the words but they swayed nonetheless. You remember this scene from somewhere. What was it? 2 years ago? Tenth farewell party... You remember something just like this, loud music, laughter, flaying arms and someone's horrible attempt at Bhangra. Flashes of old friends transitioned into your new ones, just as precious, loving and loved.

The hour was spent dancing, singing (gibberish more like), before long exhaustion hit all of you."We- *pants* should do this more often" a tired momo said. Satisfied with the whole thing. Some agreed immediately with her, smiling. You all talked a bit after that, letting yourselves relax. "You know, I'm glad i snooped enough to get to see this" sero said amused. "Yeah, i mean, for all we know you could've just hid those hips from us forever." Mina laughed. You chuckled a bit. "Thats called thumke" you told her, happy at the sight of all of them beside you. You went back to your quiet self.

"I do hope we'll get to see you like this more, it's nice to see you so fired up and not only on the battlefield" tooru said as she got up, the others added to her comment agreeing. After her the rest got up and decided to finally go to bed, they all hugged you or just showed their way of being affectionate, so did you.

Your room was silent now. You felt content, somehow at peace at the whole "incident" as they would come to call it from now on.You closed your eyes, the sounds from earlier echoed in your head, though loud, it put you to sleep.

End note: hey, uhm so this was smtg I cooked up after not writing for a long while, so please do leave suggestions on how to improve and yea, thanks for reading! :))

[kirishima-eijirock]

YOU CAN’T TELL ME THAT…

When Eijiro spots you from across the room, to him, everything slows down. Did you change your hairdo? Maybe your eyes shined better in that lighting. Whatever it is, you look even better to him with each passing moment he stares at you, and he can’t help it. You’re breathtaking. His heart beats wildly in his chest and it doesn’t seem to be slowing down anytime soon, and the familiar warmth in his cheeks is radiating off him and his breath quickens significantly.

Too bad, it’s almost as if he’s forgotten that you’re already his significant other…

[birinboom]

Kirishima Comes Home To Reader Drunk Off His Ass

Kirishima Eijirou x GN Reader

Tags: Established relationships, alcohol consumption, pet names (Reader calls Kiri ‘honey’, Kiri calls Reader ‘babe’), fluff, spice 🌸 832 words

A/N: This drabble actually belongs to a Kiri x OC fic I’m working on. Not sure if I’ll ever manage to finish it enough to even post the first chapter so I rewrote this part to fit a GN Reader. If I left in any fem pronouns please let me know!

You were jerked out of your sleep when the front door slammed, then someone shushed it loudly.

Groaning at the rude awakening, you rolled over to check the time. Eijirou was finally home from his agency’s New Year’s celebration, and it sounded like he was drunk off his ass. Turning on the bedside lamp, you got up with a heavy sigh; when he got this drunk he usually needed help getting into bed. Thankfully you only had to deal with his drunk, stubborn ass once or twice a year.

You found him sitting on the floor by the entryway, trying - and failing - at pulling his shoes off. 

“Hey,” you mumbled, rubbing your face. 

Eijirou looked up at you with a bright, toothy smile. “Hiya!”

Crouching next to him, you pointed at his shoes. “Y’know it might work better if you untied them first.”

“Oh.”

“Do you need help?”

“Naw, I got this!”

He finally managed to get his shoes off and got to his feet, swaying. You eyed him suspiciously. “How much did you drink?”

“Jus’ a lil’ bit. About… thiiiis much!” he giggled, holding his thumb and index finger up about two millimeters apart.

You sighed again, looping an arm around his back. “You’re such a pain when you’re drunk.”

“Am not! At least I don’t get angerey, like Ba-*hic*-hakugou.”

“Mhm. Let’s get you to bed, honey.”

He shushed you. “We gotta be quiet, my partner’s prob’ly asleep.”

You couldn’t help but smile. This was the first time he had been drunk enough to not recognize you. “Is that so?”

“Yeah! They need their sleep, they work wa-hay too hard.” He let out another giggle. “They’re super-super-duper cute when they sleep. Have you ever met them?”

“No, I haven’t.”

“Well, you should!”

When the two of you made it to the bedroom, Eijirou flopped down on the bed, then pointed at the oversized Red Riot shirt you were wearing. “Hey, that’s me!! I didn’t realize you were a fan!”

You had trouble hiding your smirk. “One might even say I’m your biggest fan.” 

“Oh, cool! It’s nice to meet ya.”

“Yeah, likewise.” You reached for his belt buckle but he pushed your hands away.

“Whoa, what are you doing?!”

“C’mon, Ei, I wanna go back to sleep. You’re gonna get too warm if you keep your jeans on.” 

You reached out again, but this time he grabbed onto your wrists, keeping them away from him. “I don’t want--”

“Ei, stop. That’s not what I’m trying to--”

“No! I’m sure you’re a very, v-very nice person, but I really love my partner!”

“Ei, I AM your partner.”

He blinked up at you for a moment, then his face split into a brilliant grin. “Oh hey, babe! When did you get here?”

 You had to fight not to laugh at his change of mood. If you did, he’d never agree to go to sleep. 

“I’ve been here all night,” you said.

“Really? D’you know who runs this place? ‘Cos the service here is terrible. One of the staaffff won’t stop hitting on me even though I keep saying no.”

You pulled your hands out of his grip and reached for his belt again. “How awful. Let’s get you to bed.”

“I’d love to, babe, but I think I’m a teensy bit too drunk for that.”

You finally managed to pull his pants off. Straddling him, you set to work on the buttons of his dress shirt. He sat up and kissed you sloppily, one hand at the back of your head, the other kneading your behind. The rank taste of old alcohol filled your mouth. 

“I thought you were too drunk for that,” you coughed when he finally let you breathe.

“Well… I can give it a try since you keep in-- insssh-- inshisishting.”

You pushed the dress shirt over his shoulders, leaving him in a white t-shirt. “I’d rather not. Just go to sleep already.”

“Only if you join me!” Wrapping strong arms around you, he let himself fall backwards with yet another giggle. He started pressing wet, open-mouthed kisses against your neck then abruptly stopped.

“Ei?” 

You were met with a soft snore. Sighing once more, you shuffled around in his tight grip to turn off the lights and pull the covers over the two of you. He really was the worst, most endearing drunk.    

 When you got up the next morning, Eijirou was still fast asleep. As soon as you left the bed, he reached out for you. When he couldn’t find you, he instead grabbed your pillow, burrowing his face into it. You heard him mumbling something about a teapot battle. 

Checking up on him an hour later, a bottle of water and painkillers in hand, you found him with your pillow thrown over his face. He shifted the pillow a smidge, glancing up at you with blurry, red-rimmed eyes.

“Could you tell the sun to shut up?” he wheezed, voice gravelly. “‘S too loud for me.”

Thank you so much for reading! Likes, comments, reblogs, and asks (on and off anon) are always greatly appreciated! If you like, you can check out my other works here. Love, Em 💖

[w0rmm1lk]

Hiiii! I’m back in my bnha phase and I’m here for a request!

Could you write Bakugo (or Kirishima) x nonbinary! S/o who’s like, extremely selfless and tends to forget about taking care of themselves since they’re usually focused on taking care/helping other people?

yesss ofc!

(I wrote this in a headcannon format I hope u don’t mind <3)

characters: kirishima

summary: nb!reader needs to take care of themself but luckily they have a certain someone there for them.

warnings: swearing

🪨- when I say you are selfless I mean I’m the way of— carrying around a bag constantly filled with snacks, bandaids, water ect. You don’t like fountain water? You also have bottled. Even carrying pads in shit for the girls

🪨-Kiri loves how much you be taking care of everyone tbh. 🪨- gets stressed out bc he can’t rlly call you manly or womanly.

🪨- ends up just calling you humanly.

🪨- he didn’t notice at first that you weren’t taking care of yourself.

🪨- mainly because you were concerningly good at hiding it.

🪨- he noticed the first signs when you had slight dark circles under your eyes.

🪨- he mentioned it around some classmates only to quickly learn you had been acting as a therapist for todoroki like every night????

🪨- he then soon realised how dehydrated you were when someone offered you some water and you downed the entire bottle in less than thirty seconds.

🪨- he was genuinely concerned. Like asked you about it with this really weird look on his face.

🪨- “uh— Y/N? You doin okay— I swear I just watched you unhinged your jaw for that water—“

🪨- “oh yeah I’m doin great! Don’t worry about me I just haven’t drank water in a while lol.”

🪨- “a while as in a few hours…right”

🪨- “right…?”

🪨- “…”

🪨- “y/n. When did you last drink water—“

🪨- at first he didn’t think much of it— maybe you were just a little forgetful recently since exams were coming up.

🪨- he was very wrong.

🪨- he watch you as you basically teleported across the room because someone lost their pen.

🪨- kirishima finally realised he need to talk to you about it when he noticed you hauling about 3x the normal amount of clothing you washed towards the laundry room.

🪨- “hey y/n-! I— I didn’t know you owned *that* much clothing—“ he sounded weirdly awkward as he tried to not be too forward about the situation.

🪨- “oh! I heard denki and Mina mention they were behind on chores because of how much they’ve both been studying compared to normal since Momo offered to tutor them… so I decided I would help them out!”

🪨- “y/n… as a man I really respect how much you care about out class but— isn’t this a little too much? You should really take care of yourself more…”

🪨- his words made you think a bit… it had been a really long time since you did anything for yourself.

🪨- “well… I feel like it’s a little rude to stop what I’m doing right now after I promised them—“

🪨- “after you finish this then.. and let me help! It’s not very manly of me to watch my partner carry this much stuff without helping!”

🪨- his idea of you resting was watching movies in his dorm as he heald onto you so tight that you didn’t even have a chance to attempt to escape.

Ngl I was struggling wit this one but that’s 1 more post out there so 🕺🕺