#some nice kiribaku moments

[jupitersswiftie]

THE ALCHEMY - CHAPTER ONE

MY BOY ONLY BREAKS HIS FAVORITE TOYS

(prohero! deku x popstar! reader)

(slight prohero! kiribaku x reader)

WARNING: profanity, infidelity , slight sexual descriptions

FIVE YEARS POST PROLOGUE

Y/n tilted the vase of flowers before her ever so slightly. It just needed a small tweak. She happily sighed, looking at her display with pride. Everything was perfect.

She and her longtime boyfriend, Katsuki Bakugo (aka the pro-hero Dynamight) had not gotten a moment of quality time together in what was going on three weeks. Sure, they were both exceedingly busy. More so than the average working couple. She was consistently one of the top musical artists in the world and he was a pro-hero, climbing the hero charts with each passing day. But with the way things were currently going for the couple, they were nothing more than people who lived in the same apartment and slept in the same bed. She was determined to change that. Even if it was for a night.

She knew that he would be out working all day so she had her assistant clear her entire schedule. Luckily it was nothing too important. Just studio time to herself. She wanted to work with her producer on her next song anyhow. She ordered in groceries to make Katsuki’s favorite meal, cleaned the house from head-to-toe so it would be nice for him, decorated the dining room (and bedroom) with romance and elegance, and she even dressed herself up in his favorite lavender sundress that hugged her just right. Plus, of course, his favorite lingerie was underneath the dress for a little surprise later on.

They both needed the respite, she was sure. Especially in one another. She couldn’t wait to see his expression, to feel his touch, to be under his gaze. How she had missed him. When she was away, all she thought of was him. They’d text and call through out their days but it simply couldn’t cut it long term. She needed him. He was her rock.

When she eventually heard his footsteps at the door, her heart leapt for joy. She rushed up to greet him in the doorway, eager to see him and smother him with her unending love and undivided attention. But her brow raised when there was a heavy thud at the door followed by a groan made by a deep voice that she didn’t think to be Katsuki’s.

There was fumbling with the key and lock that was peculiar. It was as if Katsuki was having difficulty placing it in. Y/n’s face began to fall into a confused frown and her heart began to race. She cautiously stepped back, unsure of what she was about to see. Her mind tried drawing conclusions. Perhaps some fellow hero had been injured and Katsuki was trying to give them a place to rest?

The door finally swung open and Y/n could not believe what stumbled in. Her heart fell to the deepest pits of her being. She couldn’t breathe. She could not comprehend what was before her. It didn’t feel real. It had to be a fever dream. A delirium if you will.

Eijiro Kirishima held Katsuki right up against him, their mouths moving in perfect synchronization. They were both in their hero gear and their hands were flying all over one another. Katsuki’s fingers traced Eijiro’s bare abs, Eijiro squeezed at Katsuki’s spandex covered ass.

Katsuki moaned, flinging his head back, allowing Eijiro to kiss his neck passionately. “Fuck, Ei. Fucking take me right here. I-I can’t wait to get back to the bed.”

Eijiro opened his eager eyes to lead Katsuki to the nearest surface but paused when he saw Y/n staring back at them wide-eyed. His body went stiff and his facial color drained. He looked as if he was a deer caught in headlights. Y/n stared right back at him, they were making eye contact. She was still in disbelief of what was before her. Her mouth was slightly agape.

Katsuki noticed his secret-lover had abruptly stopped and scoffed, lightly slapping his arm. “Eijiro, what the hell? Why’d you stop?” When Eijiro didn’t respond or move a muscle Katsuki frustratedly turned around to face the same reality he had. They had been caught red handed.

Oh, this was not how she was to find out!

Katsuki’s red eyes went from agitated to guilty in a matter of seconds. He rushed out of Kirishima’s arms, pushing him back and he approached Y/n with haste. “Y/n, babygirl, y-you’re home early. . .”

Y/n’s tongue was heavy. She was unsure if she could speak. She hated being weak in moments such as these. She mustered the ability to say coldly, “I. .I wanted to surprise you.” Her fist clenched at her side and an unwanted tear slid down her cheek. “Sorry, if I interrupted something. I didn’t know you were having company.”

“Baby-“ he took a step closer to her but she stepped back.

She held her index finger out as a warning. His face looked horrified. He had faced villains, blood, and death, yet he had never been so afraid in his life. “Don’t take another step, Katsuki. I want an explanation, and I want a fucking good one too, as to why I canceled my entire day to set up a surprise for you. No, for us. And when you come home, I see one of my most trusted friends,” her furious gaze shifted to Kirishima, who winced under it, “Shoving his tongue down your throat and feeling you up. And it doesn’t seem like it was the first fucking time either.”

Bakugo looked around at the beautiful set up Y/n had made for them. Tears welled in his eyes. Guilt began to drown him from within. A rare sight it was, Katsuki Bakugo in tears.

Bakugo swallowed due to pure nerves and adrenaline. He knew he had to come clean. He had to lay all of his cards down if he was to keep her. Oh, that was all he wanted. To keep the woman of his dreams.

“Y/n. . .Baby. . .I’m not going to lie to you. . .Here’s the whole truth. I fuckin’ promise it is,” He nervously began. Y/n nor Kirishima had ever heard his voice so weak and pathetic. Kirishima rocked on the balls of his feet, his gaze straight towards the ground. He knew it was all about to come out. Every last bit.

“Eijiro and I have been romantically seeing each other for two years-“

“What the actual hell-“

“Y/n, please,” Katsuki begged, tears streaming down his cheeks. “Just let me. . .let me finish.”

Y/n pursed her lips, her own steady stream of tears forming.

“It started while you were on your tour in the States. He spent the night ‘cause we had drank too much while at some event. We were drunk and stupid and ended up sleepin’ together. In the morning we were horrified and we didn’t speak for a whole damn month. We were forced to work together on a case and Eijiro ended up tellin’ me how he had been in love with not just me but with you as well since we were in school. We kept trying to find the right moment to tell you but it just never came-“

Y/n cut him off harshly, the tears becoming more incessant, “So you’re telling me that, instead of being honest with me, you cheated on me for two freaking years? But you were trying to tell me? What a load of bullshit!”

He could help but wince at how it sounded. “Y/n, I know it’s shitty. It’s absolutely shitty and horrible. You have every right to be mad. But please, please, babygirl, stay. Let us make it up to you. We love you-“

“No, you don’t,” She stared both of them down with eyes that were becoming bloodshot. “Don’t fucking start that. If you loved me you would have told me two damn years ago. Katsuki, if you loved me you would have told me that you slept with him during that entire month you two weren’t talking or whatever!”

“You were gone-“

“No. You have zero excuses. Get the hell out. You can have the place tomorrow. I’ll be leaving tonight,” She declared, no longer making eye contact with either of them. Katsuki protested as she turned on her heel, purposefully knocked over the nearby flower vase, and slammed the bedroom door shut.

Katsuki and Eijiro could hear the harsh shuffling, the sound of suitcase zippers, and the slamming of drawers.

Eijiro caught Katsuki as he fell to his knees in desperation. “I,” Eijiro hesitated to begin. “I think it’s best if we honor her wishes. She’ll come back. I’m sure of it.”

Katsuki let Eijiro hold his weight. He felt so broken. How was he to live with himself? “I don’t think so, Eijiro. I think we blew it.”

No one knew Y/n as well as Katsuki. Usually that was his pride. The whole world wanted to know her but none held a candle to him. However, in this moment, it was his demise. He knew that if he left, he would not see her for a long, long time. He knew that if he left, it would be the end. Yet, he let Eijiro pull him out.

And, oh, he hated how right he was.

He didn’t see her for two years.

[hxyleswritesthings]

Kiribaku x reader (part 2???)

Authors note: ok, this isn't an exact part two and it's only lightly edited so don't kill me!! It's another little snippet into their life. I'd love to find a name to tag all of these little blurbs so they're easier to find, so if anyone has any suggestions let me know!

Warnings! A little smutty, Bakugou's a cock block. Enjoy! :')

You whine sleepily as you feel Bakugou get out of bed, missing the warmth on the other side of you. Bakugou huffs, leaning down to press a few kisses to your forehead, raspy morning voice mumbling a “quit your whinin',” before he pads to the other side of the bed to do the same to his boyfriend. He leaves you two in bed to go take a shower and get ready for patrol

You huff as you hear him leave, not even opening your eyes as you simply roll over to snuggle into Kirishima’s chest. The redhead, now awake, simply pulls the duvet over you more and wraps his arms around you snuggly, trailing a hand up and down your spine. It's quiet for a few minutes before you finally stir awake again, pulling back to rub the sleep from your eyes and peering up to find Kiri already looking down at you. “You're a lot grumpier in the mornings than I would've guessed,” he teases, corners of his lips turning up. You just grumble something under your breath, hiding your face between his pecs.

It's not long before he has you laying on top of him, hands firmly resting on your hips as he slots his lips against yours. The kiss was unhurried, allowing you to make it whatever you want. You sigh into his mouth, carding your fingers through his long hair. You take your time kissing each other, hands lazily exploring each other before you nibble on his bottom lip, and find yourself suddenly flipped onto your back with a squeal.

"You are fucking perfect,” he breathes, peppering kisses up your stomach. He stops once he reaches your chest, lips wrapping around a nipple to suck gently.

You release a breathy moan, heart racing as he sucks, his teeth gently grazing you before he pulls away with a pop. He looks up to meet your eyes, pupils blown with lust and lips curled into a smirk. You squirm some under his gaze, accidentally letting out a small gasp as he presses his hips to yours again, pinning you down to the bed. You felt your whole body on fire under his gaze, cheeks flushed and heart ready to pound out of your chest at the tension between you two.

He breaks moments later, leaning back down to lick over your other nipple, biting it gently before pulling off and trailing kisses back down your stomach. He finds himself between your thighs, sucking a mark into your skin as your breathing picks up. He works his way up, finger hooking into your panties to tug them down. He does so slowly, clearly not in any rush as he savors the way you're staring down at him, trying and failing to wiggle your hips that he's still holding down firmly. You release a desperate whine before he finally tugs them off you fully, tossing them somewhere on the floor.

He peers up at you, “Baby, if you want something, all you've gotta do is ask. Gonna have to use your words.” He's smug about it too, allowing your need to fuel his own ego.

“Eiji,” you breathe, gnawing on your lower lip as he just quirks a brow up expectantly. “Eiji please, need to cum.” He grins at your words, deciding to play nice and not make you beg any more for it before he finally dips his head down.

“So wet for me baby,” he groans, nose nudging at your clit as he licks up your slit, moaning into you. “Fuuckk, baby -”

“Alright love birds,” Bakugou’s gruff voice rings out from the doorway, cutting Kirishima off and making you jump in surprise. Kiri has half a mind to keep going but he manages to pull away, lifting his head as you both turn to look at the blonde. Bakugou walks further into the room, muscled body on display as he's clad in nothing but his boxers. He steps to the dresser to start pulling clothes out and getting dressed, only glancing at you two over his shoulder to speak. “As much as I'd love to watch, I hate to remind you both that Eijirou will be late for patrol if he doesn't get his ass in the shower.”

You're bright red at this point from getting caught, giggling as Kirishima groans, resting his head on your thigh for a moment before reluctantly getting up and heading out to get ready for the day.

[im-so-tired-sorry]

KiriBaku x gen!reader headcannons <3

A/N: part 2!! still kinda new to writing head cannons so sorry if it feels rushed

CW: flirting, some pet names

Genre: fluff

Word count: 0.9k

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Part 1

if everything is pretty quiet, you’ll visit kiri’s patrol spots and say hi before going off to finish your rounds.

you three go out for dinner when bakugo makes it as #2 hero.

over time, there’s a longing tension between the three of you; eijirou will start to become more clingy (obviously asking if it’s ok first) and katsuki will bring “extra lunch” and spare it to you or eiji cause “i’m in a good mood” every. time.

sharing glances with katsuki whenever you cook together

eijirou’s hands roaming your arms and shoulders, messaging them to help you relax

catching katsuki barely brush his hand against eijirou’s before swiftly pulling away.

more movie nights=more cuddling/falling asleep together.

late night calls with both of them while you just rant and talk about anything

it was eijirou who made the first move at confessing his feelings to both of you; it was during a call the three of you were in. he said it so abruptly that you and katsu almost missed it. it was silent for a bit, but you admitted your feelings for the other two as well, then followed katsuki.

it was like someone released all the air out of a balloon ready to pop, all the feelings came out, every perspective being shared about how you all fell for each other.

the call got so intense you all decided to just meet up at katsuki’s house.

once you saw each other, you just hugged.

it was mainly you and kiri dragging baku into the hug, but at one point, he stopped resisting and wrapped his arms around you both. “idiots <3”

stopping by each others places after your shifts became waaayyy more frequent, so much so you suggested making over night bags to leave at the others’ houses.

now, you don’t even notify that your coming over, you’ll just show up and kats will already have finished making dinner for you. “be grateful i even made enough for you.”

or eiji who will pamper you once you come over. “i’ll start a bath for you, and then we can do take out and a movie!!”

if you’re working late, your boys will send a selfie of them together. “miss you baby<3 stay safe 🦈😡” you immediately put the photo as your wallpaper

waking up for middle of the night calls when one of you has a nightmare

katsuki= master chef

you and eijirou= master taste testers, and there no need for a bias, katsuki’s cooking will always excel

“you already got a sample, you’ll have to wait ‘till we eat.” “but katsukiiiiiiii, it’s sooo good, and i’m so hungry, just one more bite!” “No!”

for a while, your schedules almost never line up, too busy to even visit each other after work. it’s to the point, where you go almost 2 months without proper time to talk to each other without it being over a screen.

but you persevere; you can somewhat cook too, and make lunch for them on your day off and visit them at their agency to drop it off.

your bfs will send flowers bouquets/fruit baskets to your agency

by a miracle, your schedules line up for two consecutive days off the three of you share, and you are not gonna waste it.

you three plan on going to the beach in the morning for breakfast, renting bikes to ride around the city, skip lunch and visit the aquarium, and grab dinner before heading back to katsuki’s for a movie night.

while kats was deciding which movie to put on the queue for movie night, you and eiji rant about how nice cuddling together feels after so long, sharing how you missed seeing each other after shifts. “no man should ever go so long without seeing his beautiful partners.”

you talk about missing cooking for each other and going out together and how today was such a recharge for you all. smaller thing like hugging and kissing were also mentioned.

“god you two, just move in already.”

said so casually, there was an abrupt stillness to the moment

in shocked silence, you and eijirou share a look. “katsuki…”

“it was just an idea! it’s not that big a deal.”

“not that big of a deal?!?!”

“look, it’ll be more convenient for all of us if we all just lived under the same roof. that way we can just come home to each other. plus, this house is too big for me to be by myself…” you notice his blush and the fact that he can’t look at either of you.

you recall on how kats had mentioned before about the house being bigger than what he would prefer, but with money not being an issue (being the #2 hero), he bought the house anyway. secretly, he bought it mainly because you and eiji loved it when he invited you two to visit the open house.

you and eijirou share another look, assurance now replacing previous astonishment

“well?”

…

“i’ll call off this weekend to pack.”

“we have tomorrow off, why wait?”

there’s a tension in the air, but it’s not bad. you look at each other and cant help but feel giddy.

you all break out into smiles and blushes and hugs and kisses and lay on each other and at one point, kats tackles both of you so you’re laying back on the bed.

giggles are shared, more kisses are planted, and you’re all so focused on planning tomorrow’s moving day that you fall asleep without picking a movie.

[sunflowernoodles]

Lee Bakugo with ler kirishima. Kiribaku plz have it as Bakugo needs some cheering up :)

Here to Help

Yes! Bakugou deserves so much love and tickles, I love him sm- kiribaku is also very yes. I hope you enjoy! 🌻

Lee: Bakugou

Ler: Kirishima

Ships: Kiribaku

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Bakugou returned home to the 1A dorms at nearly 11:00 on a rainy Saturday night. He was supposed to stay at his parents’ for the weekend but him and his mother didn’t see eye to eye too often.

It was almost like she was going out of her way to point out every little thing Bakugou hated about himself. All until he decided he was fed up and walked back to the dorms in the cold in rain.

Bakugou was freezing, his clothes were wet, his socks were soggy, and he was doing this frustrated, angry crying. Which he hated, but he was dealing with what he could fix right now by changing into dry clothes and flopping into bed with a sigh.

Bakugou pulled his phone out and sent kirishima a quick text, ‘Come to my room please’. And Kiri received the text, he just didn’t reply since he didn’t know his boyfriend came home and was a bit confused.

But after a couple minutes, “Hey man. You good? I thought you were at your mom and dads?” Kirishima questioned softly as he closed the door behind him and sat at the foot of the bed. Bakugou rarely asked him over this late if he wasn’t already there so, his boyfriend senses were going off that something was wrong. Bakugous red, tear stained eyes was also a good tell.

“I was, but y’know, my mom and all.” Bakugou shrugged with his head turned away from Kirishima. He sniffled and Kirishima was pretty sure his hear just broke right there.

“Awe, Kats. I’m so sorry.” Kirishima spoke softly as he scooted next to Bakugou. He ran his hand through Bakugou’s hair a little, “Is there anything I can do? To make you feel better at least?”

“Its okay. And I don’t know right now.” The blond shrugged, perfectly happy with his boyfriend just being here for now. Although, Bakugou did start to feel a little nervous after a few minutes.

“Hey, Kiri, could you, uh- …do the thing?” Bakugou asked almost shyly. Kiri gave the most confused laugh as he looked at his boyfriend.

“What thing?” The red head asked and Bakugou could feel the heat creeping up his neck and to his cheeks.

“Y’know, the thing.” Bakugou shrugged, Kirishima quickly catching on due to how uncharacteristically flustered he was. He chuckled.

“You seriously can’t say ‘tickle’?” Kirishima laughed and the blush on Bakugou’s face increased as he gave a frustrated groan.

“Would you just do it, you asshole?” Bakugou growled, trying and failing to glare at kirishima. He just laughed when Bakugou glared at him.

“Yeah, I will.” Kirishima grinned, swinging a leg over Bakugou and pinning him down. “Heavy or nice tickles?” He asked.

Bakugou thought for a moment then shrugged, “start nice, I guess.” He said quietly. Kirishima had only done something like this a handful of times, and Bakugou could swear it got more flustering each time somehow.

“Alright.” Kirishima said mostly to himself before gently scratching at Bakugou’s sides. His breath hitched slightly as he fought off any giggles that threatened to make themselves known. Even with inviting his boyfriend to his room to tickle him, Bakugou still had some sort of reputation to hold up. Right?

Bakugou’s plans were quickly ruined as soon as Kirishima pinched the middle of his ribs a couple times. “Shihihit, nohoho.” He quietly giggled as he squirmed slightly.

Kirishima chuckled slightly at the sight of Bakugou attempting to get rid of his smile. “You wanted me to do this. You should laugh.” He smiled, suddenly digging into Bakugou’s underarms.

Bakugou threw his head back, absolutely cackling and thrashing around slightly, “NOHOHOHOHO, KIHIHIHIRIHI! YOHOHOU- SHIHIHIT!” He wanted to be annoyed with Kiri for getting him to laugh, for tickling him. But Kiri was right, he really did ask for this, so he couldn’t complain too much.

“You’re such a dork when you get tickled.” Kirishima said calmly. Bakugou’s laugh went slightly frantic for a moment. The other just smiled.

Kiri lightened the tickles once again, gently tracing circles into either side of Bakugou’s ribs as he leaned down next to his ear, “Tickle, tickle Katsuki~” he whispered in Bakugou’s ear and he hiked his shoulders up.

“Noho, shuhut uhuhuhuhup!” He laughed and shoved at Kirishima’s shoulder a little. Kiri smiled and planted a small kiss on Bakugou’s neck.

“You’re laugh is so pretty.” Kirishima practically melted whenever he heard Bakugou’s laugh and right now wasn’t any different. Bakugou’s laugh went all pitchy for a moment as he tried to shake his head to get Kiri away from his neck.

“Fuhuhuck no it ihis nohohohot!” Bakugou tried to sound angry but with his laughter and the fact he asked to be tickled, it wasn’t too effective.

Kirishima smiled, “It is, and the next time I tickle you, I’ll do it till you say how pretty your laugh is. But for now, you look exhausted so.” he gave Bakugou’s sides one last squeeze then moved to lay beside his quietly giggling boyfriend.

They didn’t talk for a minute as Bakugou recovered. “Hey, Kiri?” He spoke up and grabbed Kiri’s hand.

Kirishima smiled a little then looked at Bakugou, “Yeah?”

“Thanks, I guess. I appreciate it, or something like that.” Bakugou shrugged and looked away from Kirishima who just chuckled.

“You’re so weird” Kirishima said as he leaned over to kiss Bakugou’s cheek. He moved slightly to put an arm over Bakugou and pulled him close.

Kirishima stayed in Bakugou’s room the rest of the night and just cuddled him. If Bakugou was upset again at any point, he knew Kiri would be there for him.

[thats-rough-buddy04]

Here me out new poll idea: Best/Worst Infamous fandom moments

I do want to state this is all done in good fun and any of the fandoms mentioned are not an attack on you if you like the source material or actively participate in it. It's just what a small percent of the fandom did that makes it infamous

Rules:

It has to be from decently big fandom or what was one at one time

By an infamous moment I mean, a moment that people remember and try not to repeat but we do, you know

Be nice and kind, like dear lord yall are feral sometimes

Only fandoms based on fictional properties please

Some ideas:

Voltron 2016- There is alot of things to remember, my personal favorite is the Klance Bible or the fic Dirty Laundry turned Bee Movie Script

My Hero Academia- Kiribaku being announced as canon everyone freaking out and then releasing the news source was fake

Avatar the last Airbender- The great ship war of the late 2000s

Edit- Destiel love confession from Supernatural

MHA -Dabi's true identity reveal

Some Fandoms my friends told me to include

Naruto

Attack on Titan

Star wars

I haven't watched these but you tell me

I'll keep this live, so if I see a good one Ill add it on here so people wont have to repeat it

Again this isnt hate towards anyone in these fandoms, purely for fun

[simp2537]

Hii! About your last question, I don’t personally like anime but I wouldn’t mind if you want to post any of your fanfics about it (:

PS: Are you writing something about Caspian at the moment?

A/n: Currently I have a lot of ongoing fics (not my smartest moment 😃) but I do plan on doing a Caspian fic in the future. I am posting my John Wick fic later today if you’re interested in something like that. It’s platonic dad John wick x child assassin fem! Reader. I will be posting my KiriBaku fic later too. But as always my request are open so if you want more oneshots send some requests. Have a nice day.

~~~~~ Simp

[epickiya722]

SHAKES YOU stumbles into ur askbox . shakes you shakes you . now. now this is incredibly importance okay. i nneed to know. what do you think abt kirishima and bakugou seperately and Also as friends tell me what you thingk. on a scale of 1 - 10 1 being nah not for me 4 being eh theyre ok and 10 being i care about these fictional characters so dearly , in fact i might explode. this is critically important not To my ability to still enjoy them as my favorite characters ever to exist but to know if you also enjoy them as dearly . gazes into ur eyes

for context i just discovered my brain is massive and i quite possibly may be creating the most incredible work of art the kiribaku but ALSO deku in there somewhere maybe not romantically but he's Definitely Involved enjoyers may ever read in their entire lives please tell me if you want to know more because i am So ready to tell SOMEONE about this <- desperately wants to start posting but knows the ultimate quality of the fic will go down in my mind if i post it prematurely because what if i want to go back and include Fun Foreshadowing and Moments That Will Be Referenced Later ??? passes out dead on your doorstep. do you understand i am abnormal.

Okay, okay, okay. Can I just say I'm enjoying this very much? Currently sick and this is just making me smile. I can tell you're very passionate about whatever fic you're writing.

Now to answer your question!

I adore both boys! Their relationship is one of the first I took to in canon because they just vibed well to me and what worked is because how they are as individuals.

Both are a strong 9 for me.

With Kirishima, I find he's just one of the characters that you can't really hate because he's just so him!! He's such a sweet guy, always there for people, does his best, so manly! That's probably one of my favorite gags in BNHA is how he will anything is manly, I admire that, we need more Kirishima's in this world. There's the fact he's thick-skinned. Literally and metaphorically. Perfect against someone like Bakugou. What I love about that detail most is how he became that way. His growth from middle school and onward is just beautiful to me.

Also, I want to bring up character design here about him. Love how he looks like the typical protagonist with his spiky red hair and even got the personality, but nope! Ha ha! Tricked! It's actually the green one here with the freckles. And his black hair from middle school. I don't know why, but I like it. His hair being down is nice really.

Now onto Bakugou! He is an ass, yes, but that was just a telltale sign to me that "He's gonna get hit with that CD" and what do you know! He got hit with that character development. And I love that. What I love about it is how it's not forced on him by others, like no one really went "dude, you need to change". Nah, over through the story, he makes his own self-reflections which is influenced by the events he went through and how others act around and towards him. Love that he has moments of vulnerability where he cries. We all need to cry sometime. And the apology scene. Oh my gosh, that's my favorite Bakugou moment right there. He pours his heart out and apologizes to Midoriya and does this by himself. No one really told him that he to do that, to apologize, but he does so on his own in front of the others and that's rare for Bakugou to show emotion like that in front everyone else.

And I like that even after that, he's still Bakugou. I know some people expected him to be "nicer" but I didn't and honestly did not care for that if he was because he wouldn't be Bakugou if he was. He recognized his faults and expressed it and that's enough for me.

And that skull shirt. Every time I see that I'm just reminded how I would wear this black skull shirt a lot during my high school years.

[jazwritesalot]

mother tongue

Pairing: Utsushimi Camie/Jirou Kyouka. Camie/Jirou Fandom: Boku no Hero Academia, My Hero Academia Rating: Mature Word Count: 4.268 Tags: nudity, implied sexual content, imprisonment, implied KiriBaku, Cyberpunk

Link to AO3

Summary: Written for the 2022/2023 NOVA PULSE Zine/ @novapulsezine

The first time she laid eyes on her, she was taken aback by just how beautiful she was. Sure, meeting one another during a client call gone wrong probably wasn’t the best place for a romance to start, but damn it, who was Jirou to choose her fate?

“Overhaul, you rat bastard. Why is a Shiketsu rep here?” she seethed into the comm, blood boiling even more when all she got back was a sinister chuckle. 

“Whoops? My bad.” The voice was as distorted as always, making it hard for Jirou to pinpoint who exactly was behind the dastardly mask of Overhaul and the Hassaikai. Before she could bark out any more questions, the line went dead, vision filling with the infamous mask. 

“That mother fucker.” Now she was stuck in public with a member of Shiketsu’s mod team. If Endeavor were to hear about this. Scratch that—she knew he knew. That asshole had eyes and ears everywhere. Fuck.

“Well, aren’t you just a cutie?” the blonde teased, making herself more comfortable in the booth. 

“Why are you so calm about this? Overhaul could start a war between Yuuei and Shiketsu at this rate.” Hell, the plan was probably already in motion, if Jirou were to take a guess. 

“I’m just along for the ride, darling. Besides, I killed comms with Inasa the moment I saw Overhaul wasn’t here. What, and who, I do in my free time is my business, and mine alone.” The cheshire-like grin and her words made Jirou run hot, her face flaming despite the cool temperature of the restaurant. She should be rational! She’s the head rep for Yuuei, for All Might’s sake! But, as she shot a quick glance at the other woman, she felt herself falter. Shouldn’t she be allowed some fun and freedom herself?

“Now, I don’t know about you, but I’m about to enjoy a nice meal and put it on his tab. Whatcha think? Care to join a lonely ol’ woman?” The wink sent her way made her pause. She could enjoy a day to herself, right?

“To hell with it,” Jirou sighed, turning off her own comm and grabbing the wine glass. “To Overhaul, for fucking us both over,” she toasted, loving the sound that come from the other lady. Her laugh was just as beautiful as she was. 

“To us. And the world of possibilities that await.” As they clinked their glasses together, Jirou came to the realization that 1) she didn’t know this woman’s name, and 2) she didn’t care because she was already smitten. She was royally fucked. 

The next morning found Jirou waking up next to the blonde—whose name was Camie—with her comms still killed. Fuck. She was about to get her ass chewed for this. Not only did she fail to do what she was assigned to do, she went off and fraternized with the enemy without checking in at all. Endeavor was going to have her head, if Iida didn’t get to her first. 

Gathering her clothes, she gave a quick kiss to Camie’s forehead before redressing and sneaking out of the plush penthouse suite; Shiketsu really cared for their reps, it seemed. As soon as she was out of the building, she turned the comms back on and prepared for the torrent. 

“Do you have any idea how worried we were about you?” Iida’s voice came flooding in first, making Jirou have to bite back a groan. Of course it would be Iida. 

“Sorry Tenya. I forgot.” She needed to get back to her hole in the wall and take a shower, the grime of night catching up to her. 

“Forgot? You don’t just turn your comms off and forget to turn them back on, Jirou!”

“Oh come on, Iida. Kacchan used to turn his comms off all the time,” Midoriya’s voice chimed into the call, which made Jirou breathe a sigh of relief. If anyone could calm Iida down, it would be him. 

“And may I remind you that your brother defected from Yuuie to live a life of crime? Not a shining example, Midoriya.” Jirou could practically see Iida’s hand moving through the air in his signature chop. 

“I don’t need to be reminded, thank you very much. Just cut Jirou some slack, okay? I’ve been netrunning and it seems as though Overhaul is fucking both us and Shiketsu over. It’s not her fault that yesterday was botched.” 

“I’m sure that’s what Shiketsu wants us to think,” Endeavor cut in, causing the conversation to come to a halt quickly. Of course he would be listening to their comms. Why wouldn’t he be? 

“No, sir. Midoriya is right. Overhaul—” 

“Jirou, I would like to see you in my office. Now.” Endeavor’s command cut Jirou off before the call went dead for all parties involved. Jirou sighed loudly, turning away from the door of her apartment complex and heading down the street toward Yuuei’s headquarters. So much for getting a shower in before having to deal with her boss’s bullshit. And she was pretty sure she smelled of stale sweat and fruity perfume. Fuckin’ fantastic. 

As she did her walk of shame through the doors of Yuuei, Jirou mused about how horrible the company had become since All Might’s retirement. She missed his jovial disposition and the way that he actually had a passion for all things tech. She could tell that Endeavor was just in it for the money—he couldn’t give a shit about making sure the tech was good. So she didn’t blame Bakugou one bit for disappearing deep into the net. She yearned to be able to do that herself, but she had no idea how to even go about it. 

“Maybe one day . . .” she muttered to herself as she stepped out of the elevator and stopped short in front of her boss’s office. It was now or never, she supposed. 

“Come in, Jirou,” his voice boomed through the door before she could even knock. She steeled herself, pushing the wooden doors open and coming face-to-face with her boss. The man sat intimidatingly behind an oak desk, hands folded under his chin, his cybernetic eye piercing through her. She was pretty sure he was reading her vitals, looking for any sign already that she was pulling a fast one on him.

“You wanted to see me, sir?” She hated how timid her voice sounded. But, how could she not be timid around him? She had heard horror stories of the business executive from Todoroki. Of how callous and cruel he could be, especially when he didn’t get his way. And she was sure that what she was going to tell him would enrage him. 

“Why did you cut your comms with everyone yesterday?” Blunt. That was one thing she appreciated about the asshole—she wouldn’t have to waste her breath on idle conversations. But she found herself floundering. What would she tell him that he would believe?

“Overhaul had me cut comms to make sure I wasn’t double crossing him.” The lie rolled easily off the tongue. 

“Nice try. After you went AWOL, he reached out to me, stating that you never met with him at the restaurant.”

“That lying sack of . . . he was the one who never came! It was a set up! The only one who met me there was a Shiketsu rep, who also had been told to meet that slimy bastard there.” She was seething. What a lowlife they were dealing with! 

“You expect me to believe that it was a set up when you show up to my office covered in hickeys and reeking of sex and perfume? Get a grip, Jirou.” 

It was a slap to the face, but one that she couldn’t say she didn’t deserve. If only she had left Camie’s place earlier, maybe then she would have had a chance to make herself presentable before diving headfirst into the shit storm that was dealing with Endeavor.

“Your silence proves a point. But if you’re insisting that we’ve been set up, then the only logical response would be to believe that Shiketsu was the one orchestrating it so they can sweep the sale from beneath our feet.” A sharp glare cut off the protests that were bubbling up from her. “I’m going to move Shouto to the Overhaul deal.”

“But sir, with all due respect, that’s my area of expertise, and my sale, that I’ve been working on for months.”

“Should have thought about that before fraternizing with the enemy, Jirou. Now, leave.” The finality of his statement caused her to quit fiddling with her ear mods and stare at him in shock. Months of work all down the drain because of a lying bastard and nepotism. Fucking fantastic.

Jirou stormed out of the office with tears fresh in her eyes. She ignored a call from Midoriya, not wanting to deal with his questioning at this moment. She didn’t want to deal with anyone from Yuuei, and if she were being completely honest with herself, there was only one person she was willing to be around right now. But she couldn’t now, could she?

As life would seem to have it, she could. Camie was the first one to initiate contact with her, the multitude of emojis making Jirou laugh out loud to herself in her hole in the wall. Jirou continued to ignore calls from Midoriya, Todoroki, and Iida, opting instead to text with Camie and occasionally call her just so she could hear the blonde’s voice. It wasn’t like Jirou was falling for her or anything. (A lie, she knew, but she wasn’t ready to admit it to herself yet).

A month had passed since the failed mission, and Jirou was on cloud nine. Things had become more steady with Camie, up to the point they were planning a quick elopement. Never before had Jirou felt so connected to someone in such a short amount of time. And who was to say she was moving too fast? Everything else in her life was spiraling, so shouldn’t she be allowed to have a shred of happiness?

Their second official meeting came, and with it brought two visitors. Jirou didn’t have to do much to convince Todoroki to join her as a witness to the handfasting. . . he took it as an opportunity to piss his father off more. And with Camie came one of her best friends and fellow coworkers, Inasa. 

Jirou probably should have worried about being on the seedier side of town, especially since they found their priestess through questionable means . . . the Dominatrix looked at the two of them like she wanted to eat them alive. But, a priestess is a priestess, especially in dire situations.

The ceremony was small and quick, the two of them exchanging vows and a passionate kiss while the two men watched the union, their own brands of excitement shining through for the women. As they left the shoddy altar located in the back room of an even seedier brothel, their smiles were contagious. They were married! Sure, they were young. And sure, they barely knew one another. But that’s the crazy thing about love . . . it makes one jump headfirst into asinine situations.

The shitty thing about getting married so impulsively was that they weren’t able to have a honeymoon like they so desired. They both still had work to attend to the next day, even if Jirou had been delegated to errand girl now that she was kicked off the Overhaul deal. It just meant that they had to make use of what little time of their wedding night they had left.

They bid the men farewell, Camie picking Jirou up in her arms as they walked through the threshold of her cozy penthouse apartment, eager to get the celebrations started. And who was Jirou to stop her beautiful bride?

The next morning came with a dull headache from too much liquor and being met with a radiant smile.

“Good morning, sleepyhead,” Camie teased, leaning forward to steal a kiss from Jirou that left her breathless and craving for more time. But that was the bitch of it . . . time. It wasn’t long before they would have to part ways, pretending to be enemies to those who had control over them. It just wasn’t fair.

“We should leave,” Jirou blurted out in a panic as the two of them dressed. Camie cocked her head to the side, reminiscent of the puppy that Jirou had long ago, waiting for her to further explain herself. “We should go off grid. So deep into the net that no one can find us. I hate having to pretend that I can’t stand you. I hate that these corporations have us so twisted up in their webs that loving one another is a crime. I fuckin’ hate it, Camie.” Jirou was sobbing at this point, but she couldn’t help it.

Camie wrapped her arms around Jirou, pulling her into her ample bust, and shushed her while wiping away her tears. “I’d be down, babe. But it’s not as simple as just running away. You and I both know that. Lemme see what I can do with some of my sources, alright?” Jirou could only nod her head, hoping that somehow, someway, Camie was going to be able to get them out of this mess.

They returned to their lives outside of their bubble of bliss, Jirou dreading work as always. And then there was Midoriya, who was eyeing her too critically. Always looking like he knew too much information all the time. Like he could see into her very being.

“Jirou, we need to talk,” he urged, pulling her into a dimly lit conference room and locking the door behind him. All she could do was cock her brow at him and wait as patiently as she could as he muttered under his breath for minutes on end.

“I was running the net this morning, checking on Shiketsu lines per Endeavor’s request, and I came across this: Shiketsu is preparing to siege Yuuei,” he stated bluntly. “I’m not entirely sure what happened, but Overhaul attacked them. Told them he was put up to it by Endeavor. Now they’re livid and preparing a counterstrike.”

“So? Let the bastard get what he deserves.” Jirou couldn’t even begin to fathom why this was her problem.

“Overhaul attacked Camie, Jirou. I’m not sure how critical of a condition she’s in, but he used her as a weak link.” Static filled Jirou’s ears. Her beloved, she couldn’t be. Could she? Mere hours ago they were intertwined in bed, and now she’s been hurt? Because of some stupid corporate game that should have been called off from the moment Jirou tried to warn Endeavor about Overhaul? 

She was hurt. She was livid. And most of all . . . she wanted revenge. 

“Jirou, come to my office now,” Endeavor’s voice called to her via comms and she was more than ready to go face the bastard. 

“Jirou! Be careful!” Midoriya called after her as she stomped away, but she didn’t pay any mind to what he was saying. What’s the worst that he could do to her anyway? She stormed into his office, fire in her veins. He glared at her over the expanse of his desk, but this time she wouldn’t stand down.

“What did you want to see me about now?” she asked in a clipped voice. What she wanted to do was leave, find Camie, and make sure her wife was alright. Was that too much to ask?

“How long have you and Utsushimi been trapezing under my nose?” 

“That’s none of your business.”

“It is my business, Kyoyka. Especially when her specialty is creating corruption software.” Jirou scoffed out a laugh, knowing full well that her wife’s specialty was actually creating anti-corruption software, but of course Overhaul would feed some bullshit like that to try and create a further rift between the two companies. 

“And what if she did create that? How does that have anything to do with me?”

“You’re too close to her, Jirou. She’s corrupted you, and I won’t stand for it.”

“She hasn’t corrupted me at all, you asshole. Don’t talk about my wife like that.” Fuck. She didn’t mean to say that. Endeavor’s eyes widened and she knew that she had royally fucked herself over. 

“That’s it, Jirou. You’re too much of a liability now. It’s time to do what I should have done at the beginning of this operation.” He pushed a button on his desk, one that Jirou was all too familiar with. Surely he couldn’t be calling security on her? Armed guards entered the office, surrounding Jirou and cuffing her despite her protests and resistance. 

“I’m sorry to have to do this, but it’s for your best interest.” The bastard didn’t even sound sorry at all as she was led to the basement of the facility, past a wide-eyed Midoriya, a shocked Iida, and a blank-faced Todoroki. She was shoved roughly into the cell, being treated more like a criminal than an employee, and once again she found herself wishing that she could just escape the hellscape that her life had become. 

She wasn’t sure how long she had been down in her prison cell—time seemed to blend together to the point that she didn’t even care how long she had been there. It wasn’t like she was allowed any visitors. She was an employee, and the bastard couldn’t even pop for a cush place for her to rot. Dickhead. At this point she even missed Iida’s antics. Most of all, she missed Camie. Her comms were jammed down here, and after the first night of trying, she gave up trying to reach out to her. If she was even alive. Midoriya’s words of her being attacked kept playing through her mind, plaguing her. They should have never gone into work that morning. Maybe then their situations wouldn’t be so fucked. 

She was sitting, wallowing in self-pity, when she heard a commotion outside of her cell. Indifference and apathy ran through her—maybe Shiketsu finally attacked, ready for their revenge. Hell, maybe it was Overhaul and his crew. Maybe they would end things for her quickly and she could finally reunite with her beloved. 

“I think she’s in here.” Todoroki’s voice rang out, causing her to sit up in confusion. Why would he be down here? The door to her cell slid open and apprehension crept up her spine. What if it was a trap? She had no reason to distrust her friend, but she was still cautious. Especially when Inasa entered the room, his hulking frame filling up the tiny space. 

“What are you doing here?” Confusion laced her tone. She met the man only once, but she was surprised to see Todoroki trusting him so fully and wholeheartedly. 

“Came to rescue you!” His voice was booming, taking up as much space as he was.

“We don’t have much time before my father figures out what we’ve done. Come on Jirou.” Todoroki’s words brooked no argument and she found herself nodding, following along as they ran past knocked out security guards. 

“Why are you two working together?” Jirou finally asked as they cleared yet another level of the building, Todoroki in the lead as he led them to freedom. 

“I owed Camie a favor. And I’ve known Inasa since high school. Since before the League.” This was news to Jirou, and as much as she wanted to stop them and make them tell her what the hell was going on, she knew that they were working on borrowed time. 

“We need to get her to Midoriya quickly. The time for the extraction is closing in, Shouto.” Extraction? What the hell was going on??

“I’m aware. We just need to get outside and then Midoriya will take it from there.” They rounded the corner and came face to face with another set of guards. Fuck. 

“Keep going! I’ve got these small fry!” Inasa’s yelling was accompanied by the hissing of his hands turning into canons, a large gust of wind exploding out of each to knock down the sentries. As fascinated as Jirou was with his tech, she had to look the other way and keep running alongside Todoroki. She wasn’t going to squander this chance at freedom.

They cleared the last door, the polluted skies a welcomed greeting to her. Midoriya wasn’t the one waiting for them, however. Instead, it was Iida, who was already on his motorcycle, the engine revved and waiting. 

“Tell Camie I say hello,” Todoroki stated as she hopped on behind Iida, and her heart skipped a beat. Camie, her beloved. She was safe! Before she could respond, Iida took off, zipping through the streets. The neon signs were but a blur as he weaved in and out of traffic, leading her further away from the heart of Mustafu toward the slummier districts. The ones where people went to disappear. 

“Nice to have you back, Jirou,” Midoriya’s voice filled her ears as the comms finally escaped the jammer from Yuuei. 

“Nice to be back. Now, you gonna tell me what the hell is going on?” 

“Not enough time right now. Iida, you’ve got 4 kilometers to go. Make sure to get her to us in one piece.” At that, Jirou finally looked behind her and was shocked to see Yuuei’s tower engulfed in flames. Guess Shiketsu finally did strike. Panic for Inasa and Todoroki briefly passed through her, but she quickly stifled it. They were resourceful—there was no way they’d let themselves get caught. 

Iida turned a corner down a dark alleyway in the heart of what had to be the League’s territory, and Jirou felt her heart jump to her throat. Just what had Midoriya planned for her?

“It was nice knowing you, Jirou. Please take care.” Iida was stiff and formal as ever, but she could sense the tears he wouldn’t shed in front of her. His words felt like a death sentence as she dismounted the bike and made her way further down the alley. All fears went out the window at the sight of an uninjured Camie standing next to a frantic looking Midoriya. 

“Camie!” Jirou cried out as she ran toward the other woman. Camie’s face lit up, embracing Jirou the moment she was close enough. The smell of incense and perfume surrounded her, filling her with warmth and comfort as she closed the distance with a passionate kiss. 

“I thought I’d, like, never see you again, babe,” Camie gasped as they finally pulled apart, breathless. 

“Same. I’m so glad you’re alright. What even happened?” Jirou wanted answers. She wanted to know just how much revenge she needed to take against Overhaul when this was all said and done. 

“As much as I know you want to hear the story, we don’t have the time right now. I need to get you to the extraction point ASAP, otherwise he’s gonna kill me,” Midoriya cut in, ruining the romantic moment. 

“Who will kill you?” Great, just who did they make a deal with that made Midoriya terrified? He chose to ignore her question, leading the two of them further out from the district and closer to the ports. Once they reached their destination, she felt her heart drop out of her ass. There was no way . . .

“Oi! Fucker! Took you long enough!” Bakugou barked out as he stomped toward them. The ship behind him was huge —how in the name of All Might did port authorities not see it coming? 

“Sorry Kacchan! There was a hiccup at the office.”

“I’m sure Baldy and Icy Hot fucked something up. No surprise there,” he scoffed before looking over at Camie. “Tits, what a displeasure to see you.” 

“Don’t be mean, Baku-babe! You’ve missed me!” Camie pouted, which caused Jirou to snicker, even though she was confused as hell. Just how many of her friends did Camie actually know?

“Yeah, like a hole in the head.” He looked at Jirou then. “Good to see you again, Ears. Been a while.” What a fucking understatement. Last time she saw him, he was defecting for a life of crime and passion with the notorious Blood Riot. Realization dawned on her the longer she looked at him. That meant . . .

“Welcome to your new home, you heathens.” His grin was manic, and the energy was contagious. “Make your goodbyes quick, Deku. We gotta scram before the shields collapse. Sparky can’t seem to figure out why the fuck they keep crashing.” 

“Please be safe, you two. It was nice to meet you, Camie. And Jirou, I’ll miss you. But you’ll be in good hands. If you ever need anything, you know where to find me.” Midoriya’s sincerity made Jirou tear up as she squeezed him close briefly. 

“Thank you,” she whispered, stepping back and taking Camie’s hand in her own. As they boarded the ship behind Bakugou, Jirou felt the weight of the world fall off her shoulders. Finally, she was free of the expectations that her life had pressed down on her with. And now she could live in peace with her beloved. As they prepared for launch, she placed a kiss against Camie’s hand, thankful that she could spend this new eternity with her. Wherever this crazy life was about to take them, she was ready to face it head on with her wife by her side. As Mustafu became a blur in the distance, she realized that this was it. She was finally free.

[princesslocket]

Since it's Valentine's Day I figured now would be a nice time to bring back some old commission art of my OCs in love~

All of these were made by the incredibly lovely MilkyBiscuits on DeviantArt a couple years back! As far as I'm aware, they've since moved to Instagram with the same username(?) as per a post they left on DA back in 2020.

Hold My Hand

Omp back then I used to ship Locket and Armor so hard! They were never meant to be together in my story (because Locket was too dense to catch on to Armor's feelings) but in art, they'd have little sweet moments like this. ;w;///

2. Commission 29

Hehehe was still in my Locket x Armor shipping era when I commissioned MilkyBiscuits to draw this uwu

3. Don't Ever Do That Again

Hehehe Venus and Astral were and still are together to this day! They've got a strange relationship- Think kiribaku excpet Astral was the one getting bullied when he was younger- Also Astral's outfit is a cosplay of his fav manga character (another oc part of my made up world)

4. Commission 163

LANGEL LET"S GO!!! This was the last commission I was able to get back then! It's one of the few ship arts I have of these two- Man I should really draw them something some time But yeah! I'd like to share more about them as this year continues...

[sagevines]

Live Commentary on the MHA Survival Training OVA( Spoilers) Part 1!

This is one of my favorite intros in the show

Of course Bakugou goes off, let me guess Kirishima and Denki are gonna follow

Look at that i'm a genius

Deku stfu for oNCE PLEASE

me when deku says anything:

Momo: help! help us!

Me: Oh no go save her! 😥

Momo: iidas injured!

Also Me: oop nvrmind-

Awwww todoroki called toyokami his friend. im so proud of him.

KIRISHIMA REAL MVP and then-

immediately after saving kaminari: "aw man bakugous so cool!"

bakugou your all might stan is showing...👀

kirishima your bakugou stan is showing...👀

AHHH THE LOOKS I CANT.

kaminari third wheeling as always

deku: poor iida 😭

Me: 😐

OMG WAIT IM SO MEAN I BUSTED OUT LAUGHING WHEN HE GOT HIT IM SO SORRY IIDA STANS

big brain bakugou

dumb brain denki

my iidachako brain and my tsuchako brain are fighting atm

haha dark shadow goo BRRRRRRRR

i love the dumbass trio

i wanna skip everytime deku starts ranting but then i remember he's the protag so whatever he say is probably important😒

AHHH I LOVE THIS OUTRO😍

Okay! That was pretty good. Time for Part 2.

[strwbnnie]

i am so upset. we’ve been moots for like a month now and i haven’t come to throw some filth in your ask box yet 😩 buT it’s not too late!

alsO hI miya it’s nice to officially greet you 👉🏾👈🏾 i’m glad you enjoyed reading warm bodies! how are ya?

clears throat this is so long and i’m sorry but i like to ramble when i have ideas

So, I was lowkey just scrolling through your blog (i need to read more of your tasty ass work fr fr) and I noticed you reblogged a short fic about villian Kiribaku… A concept that has been untouched by my brain and was probably for good reason because now all I can think about is Red Riot the hardening villain who uses unbreakable to strike fear into civilians, heroes, and villains who dare to threaten his authority. Red Riot the villain is fucking huge and bulky and still has a smile of sunshine but a heart darkened by a selfish society. He honestly gives me Pain vibes, and idk if you’ve ever watched The Boys but I think he’d fit in perfectly with them, he definitely wants to kill heroes who don’t deserve to be called heroes.

Red Riot is very meticulous about the crimes he commits but there is one thing for sure— he loves a good fight. Doesn’t matter where the fight is or when it is, if there’s a fight brewin’ he’ll be there to find it. Also, random fact, he likes rocks soooo… he robs a lot of jewelry stores when he wants to add to his collection or he goes “shopping” at museums.

For example, big boy Riot has left the headquarters in search of a way to get his knuckles bloody, cruising around, looking for a hero to pick a fight with. Listen, even he’s got standards. He’s murdered a couple of people but never innocent ones, only heroes that don’t deserve their titles. And for that, he’s wanted by the Japanese government… Why’s he still walkin’ around like he’s some regular civilian though? I don’t even know. But… oh! Look at that, a hero.

The name of this hero doesn’t matter, he’ll scrapbook it later. A grin spreads across the villains face, a set of razor sharp teeth reveal themselves as he begins to approach the unsuspecting hero, following them to a more secluded part of the city to minimize witnesses as well as collateral damage.

This particular hero has quite a destructive quirk, so it’s truly no surprise that as soon as Red Riot attacks him, the hero begins to lay in blows that aren’t held back in the least. Indiscriminate waves of the disastrous quirk, that Red Riot easily dodges or blocks, cause nearly irreversible damage to nearby buildings, which no-doubt is putting civilians in even more danger than Red Riot’s presence alone. This is exactly /why/ he does the things that he does. With just one stupid fucking test, anyone could become a hero, even psychopaths like this.

As the hero is attempting to knock Red Riot down, the redhead villian doesn’t halter in anyway, getting closer and closer to the hero that looks like their about to shit their pants right in the alley. He’s nearly a foot away from the hero when he hears a blood-curdling scream that appears to be coming from above. He takes a moment to glance up and sees a woman plummeting to her death from the destroyed building that was just beside the alley. Then he looked back at the hero to see if he would do anything.

No. He was far too busy trying to keep his own ass safe. And for some reason, that pissed him off beyond comparison. He’d been holding back since the fight began, giving the hero a chance to defend himself, but it appeared time was running out. Hardening his fist, he aimed a blow directly to the hero’s face, satisfied with the sickening sound of flesh and bone breaking from the heavy punch, and watched the hero fly back into a pile of garbage bags, deserved.

With the screaming come closer and closer to where he was, Red Riot used the debris of the crumbling building to propel himself upwards and easily captured the woman who’d been falling, only then taking note of the bundle of life that she had protectively curled over. As they approached the ground, he hardened his legs and landed with ease, causing quite an indent in the earth.

While she’d been falling, hero eyes remained shut the entire time, but when she stopped falling, suddenly becoming hyper aware of her surroundings and the big strong arms that were wrapped around her rather protectively, she slowly opened one eye to take a peek at her savior.

In all his glory stood the infamous new Hero Killer, staring down at her with an arched brow on his handsome yet rugged face. The childhood scar on his eyelid had somewhat faded but fresh scars had been added to his face, a few nicks on his chin, cheek, and forehead, but they didn’t take away from his handsome appearance. He’d been wearing a red sleeveless hoodie, that showed off his muscular arms and a sleeve of ink that started from his right wrist, up the entirety of his arm, and disappeared under the hoodie no-doubt covering his right pec with a decorative tattoo, along with some plain black cargo shorts. His hair was spiked in the front and the rest flowed down his back in a mullet of sorts. She hadn’t realized she bad been silently staring at him in awe until he cleared his throat, asking if she was alright. Weirdly enough, she felt comfortable enough to answer him honestly, along with thanking him for saving her life. Unexpectedly, a cocky grin spread across his face and an idea came to mind.

“I’ve got other ways you can thank me, lil’ diamond.”

Next thing she knows, Red Riot aka Hero Killer 2.0 is mumbling some name that starts with a ‘K’ and a portal of purple smoke suddenly forms beside them out of thin air. Poor girl is basically kidnapped right then and there, but who woulda thunk Red Riot wanted a reward for taking down another hero and that reward just happened to be the lil’ milf who’d just dropped from the sky (or destroyed apartment building more specifically).

Don’t worry though, he may be a villain but he’s sweet and kind when he wants to be. And that includes taking care of you and your kid. Just like any normal abductee you question this motives and why’s he suddenly taken you from your home. He easily corrects you, saying that your home no longer existed and it was the manly thing to do to offer his surface to provide for you until you were able to get back on your feet.

(insert that one Soulja Boy audio where he says ‘HUH?!’ hella loud)

Why in the flying fuck would this man offer to take care of you? He had to have some kind of objective. But… to your surprise, he didn’t. In fact, you were free to leave whenever you wanted, and he made that clear.

Much to your surprise, Red Riot didn’t live in the LoV headquarters, he lived by himself in his own lil’ cabin in the woods that could easily fit a family or two. It was strange. You were thankful that he saved you and your baby’s life, but he was still a villain. A really, really handsome one at that. After his oh-so-caring suggestion, he mentioned if you wanted him to he would drive you back to the city and drop you off wherever you wanted to go. You dunno how it happened exactly but he’d been holding your baby while he was speaking to you, rocking the sleeping infant in his arms like he was their biological father. How was this man so fucking charismatic and sweet to you? He HAD to have some kind of ulterior motive.

Spoiler alert: yes, yes he did, but not the one you would expect from him.

Y’see… he’s always wanted a family. And here you were, dropped right into arms for the taking, and you didn’t seem to want to leave anytime soon, so he was going to use this opportunity.

A day turned into a week, a week turned into a month. And just as he promised, he took you out the house whenever you wanted and asked you each and every time if you wanted to be left in the city after your daily adventures (shopping and shit y’know, yes this man goes grocery shopping). But you always went back to his cabin with him, each and every time. Was this Stockholm Syndrome? No… couldn’t be, he openly told you to leave if you wanted to, then did that mean you were falling for the rugged mass-murdering villian? Looks that way.

As expected, the developing relationship between the three of you was not normal in the least, but it wasn’t necessarily a bad thing. He’d even introduced you to some of his buddies from LoV, only the ones he trusted tbh, and after that— you now had some willing and ready babysitters on call whenever you two needed.

Who wouldn’t abuse this opportunity? After some time convincing you, Red Riot, who had disclosed to you his real name was Eijirou Kirishima, managed to get you to go on a real date with him with just the two of you. And soooooo, ya did.

Who knew a villain could be so romantic? Certainly not you. He’d wined and dined you like his life depended on it and you were now putty in his hands. Perfect. The real games could begin.

He’s called a driver to take you both home and before you know it, Eijirou’s carrying you over the threshold like the two of you had just said ‘I Do.’

cracks knuckles

Now, this is where the real fun begins.

Red Riot, the hero-killing, tall, muscular, BDE, long-haired, thick-thighed, scarred, tattooed, smiling, thieving, hardening villain… has a breeding kink. And not just that, he’s got a big fucking dick that’s usually impressively hidden behind his usual wardrobe of loose fitting pants. But, you’ve seen him adjust himself more than a few times when he thinks you’re not paying attention, but you’re sure he just does it subconsciously without even realizing.

So there’s no real surprise when he’s dropped you onto your shared bed after a date and you can see the imprint of it through the black slacks he chose to wear. You coulda swore you saw the fuckin’ thing throbbin’ through the fabric but maybe your mind was playing tricks on you.

He’s now staring you down, noticing how your eyes have stayed glued to his crotch, with a timid look with some worry hidden behind your eyes. He grins and decides to have a little show for you. You’re struck back into reality when he suddenly grabs it, giving it a lil’ squeeze and a tug, causing your thighs to rub together in anticipation.

“No need to be nervous. It ain’t gonna hurt ya, baby. Promise.”

He purred, stroking his cock a few for times for you through his pants before moving his hands to start unbuttoning his shirt.

“Think you could strip for me, mamas? I like that dress on ya… Think I’d rip it to shreds if I tried to take it off.”

Sweet fuck, when’d you become so obedient???

Before you know it, you’re both naked and on top of the bed, not even bothering to get under the comforter or the sheets. Seems you two were impatient.

Eijirou was splayed out on his back, cock on fully display as it rested against his stomach that wasn’t exactly chiseled with abs, it was a lil’ squishy but the muscles in his arms and chest were hard to ignore. And would ya look at that, you were right, he did have a nagasode and hikae style tattoo with a dragon, flowers, and other symbols. His monstrous cock was almost teasing you with its ridiculous width and length, how was that going to fit in you? With its thick tanned shaft, and its fat brink pink circumcised tip that was dribbling precum despite being only half erect. The happy trail that led to a trimmed bush of onyx hair made you think about the hyped mane of hair on his head.

He’d decided to leave the gel out of his hair this evening so the bright crimson locks flowed in waves under his head… what kinda conditioner did this man use? Them locks shiny as a muhh’fucka- No, no, no, don’t get distracted.

Where were you?

He’d had you sitting on his chest, beckoning you to straddle his face with your thighs, and when you hesitated he took matters into his own hands and grabbed you by the hips, pulling you right onto his face.

Maybe I should have mentioned earlier that he’d got a forked tongue…? Y’know, the kinda tongue a snake has… He kinda got into a bit of body modification after dropping out of U.A.

And the way he uses his forked tongue on you is heavenly. So heavenly, that you nearly hunch over and run away from his skilled tongue, whining and whimpering his name, pathetically asking him to calm down and give you some time to adjust. The iron grip on your hips forces you stay right where he wants you, thick digits easily sinking themselves into your plush hips like memory foam. He’s absolutely ravishing you with the rapid fire motions of his tongue, writing out every Hiragana symbol in the charts, observing how you react to every trace of ever symbol. And when he draws out that one symbol, his tongue acting as a brush drenched in ink and your pussy acting as the paper, he notices the way you shudder and let out a guttural moan, clenching at his hair hard enough to make his scalp burn just a fraction— he smirks, abusing this new power.

ki ki ki ki ki ki ki ki ki ki ki ki.

Ironically, the symbol that makes you shudder and silently scream sounds a bit like laughter, and laughter you shall receive. It is the best medicine after all.

Abusing this particular symbol, it is no surprise that the hardening villian soon rips an orgasm right out of your body, the searing heat that builds up inside you releasing into his mouth as you squeeze his head between your thick thighs.

Easily, Eijirou laps up your sweet nectar while groaning about how sweet and delectable you are, and gives you a moment to collect yourself, hearing the sweet pants and huffs that escape you as he rubs comforting circles onto your hips. That won’t last long, however.

“Think ya can cum on my tongue a few more times, lovely? Gotta make sure you’re slippery enough to bounce on my cock a lil’ later after all, hm? Be a good girl f’me, ya know ya can.”

my bad, my bad… went a lil’ crazy on this one 🧍 do with this as you please, aLsO i had an urge to draW hIm but i haven’t colored the lineart yet 😩 ill show ya when im doNe

You’ve been reduced to nothing but a whining, whimpering mess on the redhead’s tongue. He’s flipped and twisted your aching body so many times to get you in the perfect position, but nothing beats that good ole spread eagle.

Your hero turned villainous lover has both of those big hands holding you wide open for him, fingertips sunk into your plush flesh.

One knee is flush against the bed, the other is up against your chest, leaving nothing hidden from his fiery gaze. Your pretty pussy is his to abuse, at the mercy of that dexterous tongue and those razor sharp teeth.

Your moans and sounds are so cute to him, so pretty he wants nothing more than to keep fucking you on that long tongue.

You peer down at the beast between your thighs and the sight has you immediately tossing your head back, a breathy sigh passing through your lips.

Eijirou looks so precious—crimson eyes hooded and low, the thin sheen of your slick spread around his mouth while he licked and sucked you to another release.

‘Cu-cumming.’ Is how you’ll warn him before your pussy is creaming around that tongue again. You’re so sensitive, clit so swollen and red even the waft of his breath hurts.

But Eiji loves seeing you squirm, so much that he’s lathering your poor clit in spit, sucking the nub into his mouth just to hear you squeal as you claw at the sheets.

“Ei, p-please baby.” You’re begging, pleading for just an ounce of mercy from your lover’s tongue.

He raises his head to look up at you, or what’s left of you, granting a brief intermission as he flips you onto your belly.

He’s palming the fat of your ass, spreading you until he’s face to face with your delicious cunt and puckered asshole, his moistened lips curling up into a devilish smirk.

He loves this. He loves you and your perfect fucking pussy so much that tonight he plans on making you a mommy again. As soon as you cum for him one more time he plans to split you open and breed you.

“Just one more pretty girl, I promise.”

It’s nice to meet youuu, I love your work 🥺❤️Villian Kiri makes my pussy brain melt 🥹 I hate that it’s so short but I’m writing like 4 other one shots and my brain is a can of baked beans right now 😭

Hey bae, care to join us? @darkmajesty-xo

[mango-bango-bby]

Could I request a (poly) kiribaku where the darling just happens to come across them hiding a body and the darling just overhears it all and just panics.

♡ Caught Red-Handed ♡

(A/N: I love writing stuff where reader catches the yandere doing something bad, I love it!!! I hope you like this it ended up being longer than I intended it to be haha 💖💕)

Content Warning ⚠️: Yandere, being lost in the mountains, murder, mentions of blood, burying a body, panic attacks, slight delusional Kiri

Summary: You accidentally catch Kirishima and Bakugou hiding a body (Yan!Bakugou x GN!reader x Yan!Kirishima)

Masterlist ➸ ♡

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You knew you shouldn’t have taken this stupid hike! You had a day off so you thought it might be nice to go on a little hike. Go out into nature, see some animals, get some fresh air. And it was nice! At first. But then you got lost. You now wander aimlessly though the thick woods, trying to find your way back to the path.

You sigh, frustrated that you’re still lost. It’s even dark out now. You sit down on a nearby rock, finally resting after an hour of walking. Your feet hurt so bad, as if you would fall over with the next step. Your phone died a while ago so you can’t call anyone, or know how long you’ve been lost.

Just as you begin to wonder if you’re going to die out here, you hear it. In the distance you hear noises. Just it’s not any animal noises, wind, or running water from a river. It sounds like... voices. You stand up despite your pain. There are other people!

You stumble your way over to where you hear the muffled voices. The closer you get you can make our what they’re saying. It sounds like two men. You slow down the closer you get, actually listening to their conversation. “You’re the one that went overboard” One says, you hear the other man huff angrily.

“How could I not? His fucking face when he was flirting with them... I just wanted to bash it in” A more gruff voice says, his words causing you to almost stop walking. His words scared you, the venom that he said them with. But they were just talking, maybe they weren’t actually violent.

You can see them now, a redhead and a man with blond hair. The blond one was carrying a man on his back, the redhead holdings large shovel. You stand in shock, trying to convince yourself that they’re not burying a dead body.

“I know, I did too. But I didn’t wanna kill him, just wanted to beat him to a pulp. Teach him a lesson of what happens when he flirts with them” Kirishima says, turning his head at the sound of a branch snap. Both him and Bakugou stand still for a moment, listening. As much as you try to conceal your frantic breath, they still hear it.

Kirishima looks over at Bakugou, them both silently agreeing that they had a witness. Kirishima nods, silently saying he’ll go check it out. Kirishima calmly walks over to where the breathing is coming from. You don’t try to run, you’re not even sure why. You fall to the ground, curling up behind a tree. You hold your arms up to hide your face, scrunching your eyes shut as if everything will just disappear as you do.

Kirishima smiles, hearing your intense breathing. “Hi, sweetie, you were the last person we expected to see here” He smiles, bending down to your level. His voice is so cheerful despite the situation.

“Baby, are you alright?” Kirishima asks, watching you tremble and try to pack away from him. You feel light headed from your erratic breathing, your cheeks become tingly. “Hey, breathe in and breathe out, breathe in and breathe out” he says trying to calm you down from your panic attack.

It obviously doesn’t help though. You’re convinced you’re going to die in this moment. You finally look up at him, sobbing even harder at the sight of the dried blood splattered over him. You don’t look at him for long before you slip into unconsciousness. The last thing you think before passing out is at least you won’t be awake when they kill you.

Kirishima gently takes you into his arms, picking you up and walking back over to Bakugou. “Definitely not who we were expecting” He jokes, seeing the shock in the other mans eyes. “What the hell were they doing out here by themselves?” Bakugou asks.

“No idea. But I say we work fast before they wake up. You go bury him, I’ll take them to the car. Then we can take them home”

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Thank you for reading, darling!!

[luminnara]

Nesting | alpha!kiribaku x omega!reader fluff

Something soft and fluffy w a/b/o dynamics w kiribaku? Or just one of them if you don’t do poly things

Oh ho ho, don’t you worry I LOVE poly things! I especially love kiribaku x reader because like, how can you NOT lol

I made this super sweet and nice because I crave that feel good fluff! This is SFW but there’s a little mention of some adult stuff. Nothing past that though!

Requests are open!

Warnings: none

Gender neutral reader

Having two alphas wasn’t typical, at least not as far as you knew. Yeah, you were sure that there were all kinds of people and arrangements out there, but you had never really heard of alphas being willing to share an omega. Most of the time, they just got too possessive; when alphas went into ruts or omegas into heats, the pheromones being pumped into the air were sometimes strong enough to ruin entire friendships.

Not for you, though.

When the three of you became a thing, there was no drama. There was no fighting between the two boys, no conflict. You hadn’t really set out to date both of them, but, well...one thing led to another, and next thing you knew, you were all living in an apartment together, and you had two big mating marks on your neck.

It all happened so naturally. It was almost as if the three of you were fated to be together, or something. Yeah, you had your disagreements—Katsuki’s temper was infamous, and Eijiro could almost be too nice sometimes—but what relationship didn’t have a few spats here and there? Your fights never lasted long, and all in all, you were happier than you ever thought possible.

“I’m home!” Eijiro’s voice called, followed by the sound of the door closing.

But of course you already knew. You could smell him the second he walked in, and you were already up and running towards him.

“Whoa, hey!” He laughed as you launched yourself at him, catching you easily and grinning that shark grin of his. “Miss me or somethin’?”

“I always do,” you smiled, hooking your arms around his neck.

His hands settled on your butt as he held you, and he nuzzled into your neck. Both alphas always wanted to be covered in your scent, but Kirishima especially loved it, constantly shoving his nose against the glands and sometimes rubbing his entire head over them. He once told you that he liked being able to smell you on him even when you weren’t around, and the thought of him strutting around at the agency, absolutely reeking of you, made you blush whenever it crossed your mind.

“Is Katsuki home yet?” He asked, walking you down the entry hall and into the living room.

“No,” you sighed. “I think he’s working late tonight...”

You tried not to let your disappointment sound in your voice, but it was impossible to hide anything from Eijiro. He knew how stressful it could be, with both him and Katsuki working as some of the top pro heroes in the city. There were plenty of days where they both came home late, too tired to do anything other than drag themselves into bed and curl up around you. It had a tendency to leave you feeling dejected and alone, and lately, you had taken up a new hobby to try to distract yourself.

Well...hobby was a loose word. It was more just...something you had found yourself with the sudden urge to do, and tonight, the fruits of your labor were finally ready to be revealed.

When Kirishima stepped into the living room, he stopped, and you knew he had seen it.

“Hey, is that...?” He asked, voice trailing off as he stared.

You wiggled out of his arms, beaming up at him as soon as you were standing on your own. “A nest? Sure is!”

The look on your boyfriend’s face was priceless. His eyes were wide, like he couldn’t believe what he was seeing. The living room floor was covered in blankets and pillows, all strategically piled up to form the best, coziest nest you could make. As Kirishima took a step closer, he spotted a few of his shirts and hoodies mixed in, a grin finding its way onto his face.

“Babe,” he finally spoke up, his voice soft, “are you really nesting?”

A small blush crept to your cheeks as you nodded, suddenly feeling shy. “Yeah, I guess so...I dunno where it came from really, I just started getting the urge to make it...”

Suddenly, he swept you up into his arms again, a loud, humming purr vibrating in his chest as he gave you a squeeze with those strong arms of his. “It looks amazing, baby.”

You sighed happily, relaxing against him. “Do...do you wanna come try it out with me?”

He almost dropped you again in shock. “H-huh?”

“Yeah!” you freed yourself from his grip once more and grabbed his hand, giving him a tug. 

“Y-you trust me enough...?” his face was adorably surprised, eyes wide as he let you pull him towards your nest.

“Well yeah, duh!” you plopped down in the center of all the blankets and clothes, smiling up at him as he stood over you. “Of course I trust you...you and Katsuki are the best alphas anyone could ask for. Why do you think I felt safe enough to even make a nest?”

You could swear you saw some tears welling up in his eyes, but he quickly wiped them away. “Fuck, I love you so much...”

“Then c’mere, silly,” you laughed lightly, patting the space next to you. 

He finally obliged, hunkering down and sighing happily as he surrounded himself with your scent. The nest was cozy, but big enough for three, and as you waited for Katsuki to get home, you found yourself chattering to Eijiro about exactly how it was made, what shirts you had snagged from his and Katsuki’s drawers, why you had piled up those pillows over there and those way over there, why every single plush in the apartment was strategically placed on top of everything else, and why he kept finding more and more of his belongings buried amongst the blankets. 

“Babe, this is mine,” he said, holding up an old, fraying wallet. 

“Yes, and?” you snatched it out of his hand, tucking it back in its spot. “You never use it. And it smells just like you.”

He chuckled, putting an arm around you and pulling you up against his chest while he continued to explore the nest. “Still can’t believe you went and did all this so quickly. You must have been working nonstop all day.”

You puffed up proudly, but before you had the chance to reply, you heard the door slam open and the sound of heavy boots stomping in. A warm, smoky-cinnamon smell wafted in, and you trilled happily. Katsuki was finally back home, and as you stood up on your knees, you saw him kicking his shoes off and hanging his coat up by the door. 

“Oy, I’m home,” he called tiredly, too busy putting on his house slippers to glance over at you yet. “Shitty hair, where are you? You make it back alive today?”

“Still in one piece, Katsuki,” Kirishima laughed, leaning back on his hand as you shot out of your nest to greet your other alpha.

“That’s something, I guess.” Bakugou grunted, turning towards the kitchen. He was moving slowly, like all of his muscles ached and he just wanted to go to bed. 

You weren’t about to let him, though. Not yet.

“Katsukiiiiiii,” you called, scrambling up onto the couch to get a better look at him. 

“Hey there, kitten.” he tossed his bag down in its usual place at the table, finally looking up at you. 

You saw his usually harsh gaze soften as his red eyes met yours, something close to the beginning of a smile tugging at the edges of his lips. Katsuki was a rough guy, always grumpy even while he was out there being one of the best heroes in the city, but at home, he was quieter. Home was a safe place for him, and even though he was still a handful, he was your handful, and you wouldn’t trade him for the world...although right now, you were starting to get irritated by the fact that he had yet to see the nest you worked so hard on.

“What’re you two losers doin’ down there?” he asked, walking towards you lazily. “Fuckin’ on the living room floor, without me?”

“Katsuki, come on.” you rolled your eyes. 

“What? It’s a valid question.” he said as he finally reached you, placing his hands over yours where they rested on the back of the couch. He closed his eyes, tilting his head up for you in an open invitation. “Miss me today?”

You nuzzled up against his chin, feeling him relax around you as you pumped out a happy, pheromone-filled scent for him. “Why don’t you take a look at what I spent all day doing, and then you tell me?”

He sighed, grumbling something under his breath as he cracked his eyes open. Then, he fell absolutely still, and when you pulled back and looked up at him, you saw that he was staring, eyes wide in disbelief. He had frozen completely, as if he had absolutely no idea how to process what he was seeing.

“Like it?” you asked, following his gaze back to your nest. 

Kirishima was still sitting in the center of it, resting one arm on his knee while he supported his weight on the other. There was a gentle, lazy smile on his face, and as he saw that Bakugou wasn’t moving, he tossed his head. “Katsuki, come see what our little omega worked so hard on.”

“Yeah, Katsuki.” you hopped off the couch, walking around the end of it to take his hand and drag him towards your nest. “Come join us.”

He let you pull him down, and for a moment, all he could do was take a deep breath and inhale the scents of his two mates. Ever so slowly, his face relaxed, and as the three of you snuggled in, he pulled you close and pressed a kiss against your forehead.

“What do you think?” you asked, getting cozy between your two boys.

“It’s fucking perfect, baby.” he said. “You’re fucking perfect.”

“Guess we’re not too bad at this whole alpha thing after all, huh?” Kirishima asked, leaning forward to greet Bakugou with a light kiss. 

“Never said we were.” Katsuki huffed, bristling for a moment before he calmed down. “Still...there are some alphas who never get to see their omega’s nest, let alone be invited in. I guess...you must feel pretty safe with us.”

“I do!” you chirped, grabbing a blanket and pulling it over yourself. “I’m happy. Well...I made this nest because I was getting so lonely during the day, and I wanted to be able to smell you guys while you were gone...”

The boys frowned at each other. 

“...but just making it made me feel better.”

You heard Katsuki sigh in relief as Eijiro gently headbutted you. 

“We have been working a lot lately...” he said quietly. 

“So we’ll change that,” Katsuki said roughly. “Our omega comes before anything. If you aren’t happy, what’s the point?”

You couldn’t help the wide smile on your face as you tugged them both down for a kiss, one by one. You spent the rest of the evening cuddled up in your nest, falling asleep on top of your boys, happy to finally, finally be getting the quality time you had been missing so much lately.

[dekusleftsock]

So, I've seen a lot of people getting mad at Bones for seemingly erasing bkdk moments and replacing them with Izu//ocha. As someone who began as an anime only and migrated over to the manga, I never really saw this though? I got bkdk vibes pretty fast, even when I was just watching the anime. Besides that, a lot of people forget that Bones has added shipping material for every ship, not just specific ones. They added the Kabedon (wall pound), and they also animate plenty of added little winks to the audience. I think a lot of them slip by the western audience though because I think they're more Japanese specific. I only found out because I was hungry for bkdk content and looked up the eastern side of the fandom and cultural meanings in Japan XD. Another person explained what Bones might actually be doing. Usually studios add shipping moments for multiple groups in the interest of making money, since animation is expensive. Due to this, they might be doing more filler for ships that don't have a whole lot of canon content, while moving ships that do get canon attention along through use of the plot. Idk, I just don't understand the arguments others have made. Bkdk is incredibly popular in Japan, Japan's culture on bullying means they don't (usually) have the same issues that we do with Katsuki himself, and they've added shipping moments for KiriBaku and bkdk, which means they're open to the idea. I think it's less discrimination and more about what makes sense monetarily. Business is really difficult to run, especially in the entertainment industry. Finally, for all people have complained about the distance, I noticed that in season 5 they started moving bkdk closer to each other in general. I also feel like the adding distance thing could come down to a lot of factors. They had a lot of moments of bkdk sitting next to each other or (in one case) outright leaning on each other, only to randomly be back to distance again. It could make a nice visual metaphor for how Bakugo has gotten closer to Deku, but is still internally rebelling against it. Idk, I feel like that could a lot of ways. All depends on how you view it.

Now, okay, here’s my take on this

It’s not necessarily bones as a company rather the audience they have to conform to. And they most definitely leave in a lot of bkdk scenes, yes, but that’s quite literally because they can’t go around it, not only for plot but also that like, unless you were completely clueless most people KNEW Katsuki was going to get a redemption or atonement arc of some kind. We just weren’t expecting horikoshi to make it so… romantic. And intimate.

Bones isn’t necessarily homophobic, the amount of kiri//baku scenes in the movies and in the show is undeniable. Ntm the fact that Rody and deku had a whole romantic song montage in their movie. But there’s a REASON why kiri//baku is seen as the “most straight gay ship” and that’s simply because every other boy in the show (excluding Katsuki) has a “main woman” if you will. Kaminari has jirou, kirishima has Mina (I know I’m contradicting but I’ll explain later), Izuku has ochako, etc etc.

My point is that the reason that Katsuki is never the one getting comments like “bakugou is straight” like they say “deku is straight” is because he is the most queer mother fucker you’ve ever seen. He doesn’t HAVE a love interest (see in Katsuki meta👀) like every other boy does. Some people say it’s camie but, let’s be honest here, in every scene she’s in she doesn’t even pass the bechtel test. The friend group is fun and awesome, and she teases him a lot, but, in reality, she just doesn’t have enough scenes or screen time to be a full character and develop out of a rare pair.

And bones is aware of this, just as the fandom is. Katsuki simply doesn’t have a woman to establish him as straight AND ALSO has a lot of queer coding by fitting the “gay delinquent” trope. Kirishima also fits a lot of the Japanese ideas of the “gay delinquent”. This, was entirely purposeful.

In a way bones, like many mha fans, fell for a lot of the bait hori threw and then even exaggerated it. There’s this scene in the anime where ochako is changed to questioning why she likes Izuku and then says how she’s going to “lock away these feelings”, but in the manga she says “what the hell am I doing? He’s trying his best to be a hero, I also need to try my best.” This is paraphrasing ofc, I’d need to rewatch the scene and grab the panel but I don’t currently have access to my mha books. (Which is currently my only way of getting the official translations for older chapters lol)

In some cases, it’s a stretch I won’t lie. But, while bones isn’t exactly HOMOPHOBIC, it doesn’t change how bones tries to appeal to, ultimately, a bigger audience. Shonen needs a girl and boy ending and because mha is a shonen then it will have a girl and boy ending.

Another aspect is that homophobic fans just straight up hate Katsuki. Not only because they’re usually bullied white boys that fell down the alt right pipeline, but also because Katsuki gets in the way of any of their straight ships. He’s competition for not only ochako but also Mina. And they don’t like that, but since they can’t be outwardly homophobic they just say that he’s abusive or completely un redeemable. (Which is also weird bc these people tend to also like endeavor ?????? I don’t get it. Like, I like endeavor too but what)

There’s no getting around Katsuki being a VERY queer coded character. Not only with Izuku but also with kirishima. Bones doesn’t want to take away from izu//ocha so they put their eggs into one basket; aka kiri//baku.

Anywho, there’s a reason why so many anti bkdk shippers are anime only’s and that’s both because bkdk is “cringe” in mainstream media (thanks alt right pipeline) and also because a lot of the subtext and magic was lost. Ultimately, anime is just an adaptation. The only thing that REALLY matters IS the manga. So, in the case of bkdk being canon, there’s going to be an influx of anime only’s that say that this wasn’t implied, rushed, he was forced, etc etc etc and they will ultimately just have to cope and cry and wine about it in their own pity party.

Yada yada, I kinda rambled, but yeah. I do think bones censors and then pushes a certain narrative. I don’t think this is necessarily a bad thing either since, well, like I said before, anime is an adaptation of the manga. It’s not going to be accurate a LOT and that’s just a fact we kind of have to accept. I watch the anime to get the scenes I love animated now. I started out as an anime only (who started shipping them after dvk2) and I’ve re read most of the manga at this point. A lot is different and I’d honestly recommend to anyone who has the time and patience to read the entire manga. It truly is a different experience. Bkdk was more implied in the manga and izu//ocha was even more boring too. The only reason I even like izu//ocha is because of the first two seasons of mha, and then ofc fandom content. Otherwise, I’ve stopped caring for it mostly. They’re boring and have been boring for a long time. The only reason they WERENT is because of bones.

Again, anime adaptations are just that, adaptations. I don’t think it’s really a bad thing.

[kingkatsuki]

Alrighty roo Jobella I am HERE. First, this ask game is very cute and you’re very sweet for doing it and I love you.

Is it cheating if I say kiribaku? Because umm…kiribaku. And uhhh I’ve never really thought about where but I think on a mountain somewhere or in a tiny little chapel in the woods somewhere. 💖

The amount of arguments that these men have when it comes to proposing is ridiculous. You’d never guess that they were in a committed relationship with you- both of them have strong feelings about the perfect proposal for you and they can’t agree on one, so I hope you’re prepared for a fucking crazy one😂 you come home to both men in the kitchen. Kirishima in an expensive looking dress shirt that already has some sort of pasta juice on it despite the fact he’s wearing an apron, and even Bakugou is dressed perfectly, not a spot on him even without an apron as he stirs a sauce on the stove. Both men turn to greet you as Kirishima ushers you towards the bathroom, a warm bath already drawn for you with bubbles up to the rim as he tells you to wear something nice and dinner will be ready soon. You come down in a pretty dress to see both men bickering again and it warms your heart as you come and step beside them- Kirishima accidentally ruined the sauce by pouring too much salt in until it was unsalvageable and Bakugou is now freaking out because he wanted everything to be perfect. But of course it’s your calming personality that eases the tension of both men so effortlessly. Running your nails through Bakugou’s messy hair as you place a palm on Kirishima’s cheek to tell them it doesn’t matter and that you can go for a drive to the nearest drive through or order takeout. Both men immediately lean into your touch, taking each other’s hands as you all cuddle together in the kitchen and it’s moments like this that solidify that there’s no one else they’d rather be with. But Bakugou manages to ask the question first and it has Kirishima whining in the background because he wanted to ask first— and Bakugou pulls out too beautiful, matching wedding bands from his pocket and slips one on your finger before placing the other on Kirishima’s.

The venue is a gorgeous chapel at the bottom of a valley, beautiful mountain ranges surround it and you really feel like you’re in a different country not on the outskirts of your city. You’re getting ready as Mina helps you into your dress, making sure it’s tight at the back as there’s a knock on the door. Immediately Mina sees a flash of red hair and immediately shouts at them that they’re not allowed to see you before the wedding that it’s bad luck, and then you hear Bakugou’s voice over the top of her like “when have we ever given a fuck about superstitious shit-” as he shoulders past her into the room. His voice immediately trailing off at the sight of you- neither man can take their eyes off you, ignoring Mina’s irritated insults in the background as she leaves the three of you alone. “You know you’re not supposed to be in here right,” you laugh when Kiri gives you a sheepish look, leaning in for a kiss without ruining your lipstick. They both knew not all of your family would be able to be with you today and that it would be hard for you, so they wanted to see you before the ceremony- because it wasn’t fair that they were together without you. You’d always done everything together and this should be no different- so after stealing a few more kisses, untraditionally all three of you walk down the aisle together. And then at the reception you’re sat together at the main table as Bakugou whispers to you how bad some of your relatives wedding outfits are, judging them quietly as his insults make you laugh and Kirishima tries to get Bakugou up to dance with both of you. And your wedding cake is the cutest with little figures of the three of you on top🥺

[dekusheroacademia]

Twitter drama, fandom history: what happened with mha362 and the reddit situation - part 1

I decided to annotate a bit of fandom history. In particular, the whole twitter drama that happened these past weeks, mainly the past week, around mha362: Vocal Pineapple, the reddit post, the fights etc.. I will have some screenshots, but the rest is from memory, while it is still fresh.

On twitter I follow mainly Todobaku, Bakudeku and Izuocha accounts, plus some general BNHA accounts. So my information come from them, and I might have missed other shippers accounts or events, so please, keep that in mind.

I just want to specify that many people who are Bakugou haters/dislike Bakugou were absolutely normal people, NICE people, just the usual anime fans. Rejoying or not, they never went into people's profiles to pick at fans or started to throw bait tweets around.

Regarding what happened, it mainly started with this:

A lot of people, I am sure, were talking about ships and characters and the chapter itself, but Vocal Pineapple (anime youtuber) was probably the biggest twitter user to do so. VP also, previouly, specifically wrote tweet for Bakudeku fans (telling them that he understands the ship) to get more followers, as there are a lot of Bakudekus so... having them as followers is quite beneficial.

It is just a tweet, but because of how popular VP is, it kinda let to many other twitter users less kind than VP to start insulting shippers.

EDIT: I wanted to add that VP was already tweeting with Bkdk shippers before the chapter was dropped, so the reason for this tweet was probably in reply to the fact that he had misinterpreted a post being about Izuocha. The tweet in question was a pro-Kiribaku one about Deku being a stalker (? my memory is foggy). A bkdk fan talked about how at least bkdk had canon moment, and people thought they were attacking Izuocha. VP tweeted/retweeted about it and was in a "tweet discourse" with bkdk fans. So some kind of ship exchange. This might be why he decided to phrase this leaks tweet this way, because he was fighting with bkdk fans.

Again, my memory of the kiribaku tweet is foggy, so take it with a grain of salt. Also I only saw people talking about it after.

The chapter was extra dramatic, throwing everyone in shamble. A free for all. And MHA was trending like nothing before:

The rest was an immediate mess, where people were retweeting him, replying to him, etc. Any reply that would disagree with him would immediately end up with being dogpiled by his followers.

VP was not the only one. A lot of people were posting pictures of "Bakugou's last moments" in reply to Bkdk's users or Bakugou's fans tweets. Plus random people made videos:

People posting Bakugou related ships on unmoderated subreddits (this is from Kamijirou) would receive tons of anti-comments: (this was for a Kiribaku ship in a trio of Izuocha, Kiribaku, Kamijirou, posted on the Kamijirou subreddit)

Random homophobia, random no-spoilers.

DEATH THREATS AND SIMILAR

Then this happened:

Two users (both under 16 or 17 years old) made these retweets of Vocal Pineapple, basically asking for his death. I do not know if anyone reprimanded them (hopefully they did), because these are absolutely wrong and distasteful, and basically equating to death threats/wishes on him.

So death threats were sent to VP (maybe as messages too, I am not sure!). I tried to ask for all of the accounts, as I believe in making sure my part of the fandom acts correctly, but the only ones I have received (not by VP but another user) were those two, who are both minors.

(By the way, VP user name will change a lot, mainly because he kept changing it every couple of hours to taunt Bakugou's death or Bkdks, but if you see a pineapple that is him).

Given that he received these threats, Pineapple thought it would be great to retweet this:

Where he rejoyced about the chance of people being suicidal.

People came in to defend this retweet. Their main argumentations were more suicide jokes, trolling or this attempt at "being considerate": That tweet is okay, but actually tweeting stuff like "If Bakugou dies I die/I will commit suicide" is wrong because it minimizes issues and makes a mockery of suicide.

This user thought he knew that every person joking has absolutely no actual diagnosis, they are just "mocking suicide".

These were the "so many posts"

And this was their reasoning for defending why it was okay to retweet or tweet about "Cheering for suicide of other people".

Except that when I showed them the opposite, the people asking for death if other characters would die, I only received silence.

In general, people (bkdks and Bakugous fans) were posting very dramatic reactions (as expected from the death of a character so popular) which were being hijacked or screenshotted by antis, for the purpose of mocking. Some anties even just left pictures of dead Bakugou under bkdk fans, for the hell of it.

Here's an example:

And random people commenting on tweets specifically for and by bakudeku fans:

Some people added random comments, trying to gaslight bkdk fans about Bakugou having the card, without even looking at the panels:

2. MISGENDERING

The other big mess was the recording. Someone had recorded one of those twitter spaces vocal/audio chats. Another user (JayKnY) decided to share one of these recordings which had users finding out about mha362 and crying (I did not want to listen to it, but from the mocking, this was what was happening):

Sadly, not all those people were adults. V. Pineapple retweeted the recording and the mockery, but deleted the retweets after finding out that there had been some minors in the audio.

A lot of people retweeted the video, and many misgendered one of the recorded people. It was really a shitshow of transphobia. With zero empathy:

Here is an Izuocha user concerned because of the misgendering and the way people were mocking the audio:

Another user, was also misgendered directly by Vocal Pineapple, which later wrote about it, here:

Except that they did never apologize neither took down the misgender-retweet. The misgendering did feel like a mistake (VP called the user "sis", I believe as an accident as VP has never been transphobic or homophobic before, and had even left messages for his fans to not use his words or tweets as excused to be homophobic and transphobic, as seen here:

)

but sadly it brought a lot of transphobia and hate to the insulted user. Still VP deleted the tweet after (?) some time, but here I am not sure when.

Other people noticed the fandom state, as seen here in this reddit comment:

Here is some more vitriol:

Now.. the reddit situation, PART 2 HERE