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You’re Beautiful (Kirishima Eijiro x Reader) Kirishima Eijiro belongs to Kohei Horikoshi Image belongs to the original creator It was two in the morning. Your boyfriend, Kirishima Eijirou, was soundly asleep next to you. Your switch had just died and so you could no longer fight the urge to pee. You crept quietly out of bed and managed to slip through the bedroom door without making a sound. You padded down the hallway, avoiding the creaky floor board, and into the bathroom. After you peed and washed your hands you gazed at yourself in the mirror. ‘It’s not half bad for spending the last three hours playing acnh,&

Facemask (Midoriya Izuku x Reader) Midoriya Izuku belongs to Kohei Horikoshi Image belongs to original creator You gripped Izuku’s shoulders tighter as he leaned further into you. Your legs were wrapped around his waist and soft gasps escaped your lips whenever his tongue danced across yours. You opened your eyes for a brief second to watch him take his shirt off and a light blush tinted your features. He moved closer you again and you giggled, despite having a blue face mask on he still looked sexy as fuck. Izuku began to blush suddenly, aware again of the dried and peeling beauty product on his face. The timer on your phone

Go to bed (Bakugou x Reader) Katsuki Bakugou belongs to Kohei Hirokoshi “Who the fuck puts glue in a lamp?” You grumbled looking incredulously at your phone. You felt the arm snaked around your waist tighten its grip and a puff of warm air grazed the back of your neck. “Oi, brat,” Bakugou mumbled, “It’s two in the morning.” you shivered whenever his breath tickled your neck. You ignored your husband’s words and continued to read fanfiction on Wattpad. While you were in the middle of a chapter, a large hand plucked the phone from your grasp and placed it on the bedside table. You elbow

Les Miserables (Izuku Midoriya x Reader) Izuku Midoriya belongs to Kohei Hirokoshi. The story and music of Les Miserables belongs to its respective owners. Izuku rushed through the dimly lit streets of Paris feeling a gentle breeze blowing through his green locks. The year was 1832 and the treatment of the poor and downtrodden in central Paris sparked a revolution in the hearts of many courageous young men. Izuku Midoriya was the grandson of a wealthy merchant who found refuge from his family’s hierarchy in the arms of the revolution. Izuku participated in rallies staged by his fellow men and spoke passionately about the pove

Outspoken Riot (Kirishima Ejirou x Reader) Chapter four: After-After Party Linger is performed by the Cranberries Kirishima Ejirou belongs to Kohei Hirokoshi (listen as you read: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=TapF5LyyCqw) As Kirishima pushed open the front door to your house, you gently stirred in his arms and lifted your gaze. When you heard the click of the lock, you reached up to brush a strand of red behind his ear. The moon illuminated your lovers gentle smile when he walked you toward the living room couch and laid you down gently. The duffle bag that Kiri was carrying fell off of his shoulder and onto the floor with a so

Insignificant Kingdom (Todoroki Shouto x Reader) Todoroki Shouto belongs to Kohei Hirokoshi. Art belongs to the original creator. You grabbed your bookbag sitting beside you in the tattered bus seat and shuffled down the steps of the yellow death trap to the sound of a muffled goodbye from your bus driver. After you stepped off the bus you walked down the gravel path that led to your small house. The white house was hidden behind a great tree that showered its purple flowers in the green grass. When you were younger, you always imagined that fairies lived in the garden and trees surrounding your luxurious castle but as grew older t

Outspoken Riot (Kirishima Ejirou x Reader) Chapter three: The Gig All My Hero Academia characters belong to Kohei Hirokoshi My Little Demon is sung by and belongs to Fleetwood Mac Sero pulled the van to a screeching halt at the back entrance of a decrepit looking building. “Man,” he mumbled, “I really got to get these brakes fixed.” You looked out the back window of the van and started jumping up and down in your seat. Bakugou swung open the back passenger door and you pushed Mina out of your way as you exited the van. “Well, I guess somebody’s excited,” she said giggling. You looked back

Outspoken Riot (Kirishima Ejirou x Reader) Chapter two: Karaoke All My Hero Academia characters belong to Kohei Hirokoshi All Star is sung by and belongs to Smash Mouth Bitch lasagna is sung by and belongs to Pewdiepie Built the pool is sung by and belongs to Blink-182 Why don’t you get a job is sung by and belongs to The Offspring The art belongs to it's respective owner        After the rehearsal on Wednesday night with your band the rest of the week seemed to go by quickly. School was a blur and the only thing you could remember was singing your heart out during rehearsals. Friday night your band celebrated the upcom

Outspoken Riot (Kirishima Ejirou x Reader) Chapter one: The gig All My Hero Academia characters belong to Kohei Hirokoshi Love Will Tear Us Apart is sung by and belongs to The Joy Division        You rushed into the cafeteria and sat down at your boyfriend’s lunch table. “Guys, guys, guys,” You gushed out of breath, “I got us a show this Saturday!”        Kirishima looked at you and smiled nudging Bakugou excitedly Mina and Denki shared your enthusiasm. Sero choked on his food and looked at you breathlessly. You looked at your friends and squealed a loud pulling them into a group hug. “We d

Kinda Sick (Kirishima Ejirou x Reader) Kirishima Eijirou belongs to Kohei Horikoshi Image belongs to it’s original creator When the breeze from your fan tickled the back of your neck you shivered. Clad only in you high school’s gym shirt and underwear, you peeked at the clock resting on the side table near your bed, 12:07 a.m. You sweared mildly under your breath and turned on your back to look at the ceiling. You counted the glowing stars on your ceiling and tried to slow down your breathing to the rhythm of the count. A few minutes passed and you started drifting off to sleep until you heard a quiet tapping coming from outsid

Leaning his forehead against the cool glass of the window, Shinsou sighed in disappointment, shoulders drooping. Loving arms wrapped around his waist from behind and he felt you sigh against his back, relaxing as you snuggled into him. "I'm sorry." "Why are you apologizing?" you hummed, chest vibrating against his back. "You don't control the weather." Eyes shifting from the floor, Shinsou looked out the window again. The weather forecast had lied. What was supposed to be a sunny, beautiful day was the exact opposite, rain coming down in driving sheets and the sky black with water-heavy clouds. Definitely not optimal date weather. "I know

Warning: Strong language because it is Bakugou after all. "Huh? Idiot! I'm not fucking doing that," Bakugou yelled at you through his phone, getting a few offended looks from passersby. "Please, Katsuki! It's really important! I don't know what I'll do if you don't," you whined back, a pained groan following your pleading words. Bakugou could hear the rustle of blankets through the phone as you re-adjusted your nest. "It'll only be this one time! Please! This is my time of need! And you're my boyfriend!" "And? That doesn't mean I have to get you shit when you're on your period. Can't you do that yourself?" Bad move, he realized a second to

BANG! "SHIT!" The gun kicked back in Bakugou's hand, smashing the angry blonde in the face as he cursed, a small trickle of blood dripping from his nose. "(Y/N), you suck at teaching!" "No, you just suck at using a gun," you muttered under your breath, rolling your eyes for what felt like the thousandth time that night. "Huh!? What the hell did you just say!?" Bakugou glared at you fiercely, tightening his grip on the offending weapon in his hand. "Nothing," you smiled sweetly, activating your quirk. Harsh features softening, Bakugou could only groan as you dampened his fiery anger to a dull smolder, forcing him to relax. "I hate you." I

You woke up early today, quite naturally. The tawny beams of the sun were streaming through the curtains – the sun had not completely risen yet. You wanted to sleep again, then to wake up at ten o'clock, to wait for your boyfriend to wake up, to daydream together until you both decide to leave your sheets to get some food. No matter how many times you had closed your eyes during the previous ten minutes – or was it more? - you could not get back in the dreamland. Your body was not enough exhausted to let you sleep again. What logic, you thought, heaving a sigh. “You're awake?” a voice growled. You turned towards you

The minute Hawks hears the voicemail you left—short, direct, normal, minus the unmistakable quiver in your voice—is the minute his feet hit the ground running. Sweltering heat blanketing the city doesn’t hold him back, doesn’t hold a candle for how he sprints, how he turns on a dime to make it to you in time. His shoes skid along the sidewalks; his headphones clap around his ears and muffle everything but his mind. Hawks is used to the stares he gets. The wings protruding from his back are an easy target, after all, and his face is a magnet for buzzing reporters, craving the freshly new number two’s opinion on t