I Want To Play A Game With The Mha Characters Called WHO KNOCKED THE BICTH UP! Like A Game Show Of People

I want to play a game with the mha characters called “WHO KNOCKED THE BICTH UP!” like a game show of people guessing who my baby daddy is. Cus after tonight BICTH IM A MOTHER

As much as I would love to be reading bakugo x black Y/N I’m to busy putting entitled undercover racist in there fucking place. Nobody says shit about mfs white washing a poc character but as soon as a white character turns black it’s a problem? Baby just admit your scared of the rise in poc representation and move the fuck along. Bicth Jesus sure the FUCK wasn’t white. Anyways stream Good days for clear skin.

Bicthes stay on our dicks for WHAT fucking fan behavior.

it’s WAY to early but size kink size kink SIZE KINK l

Ya know what...Melo you that bicth 😩 I mean I just know you the pretty best friend cus bicth this masterpiece right here is pretty best friend big brain energy.

💦🚿🧖🏾‍♀️Wash Day🧖🏾‍♀️🚿💦 W/ 💥🪨KiriBaku💥🪨HeadCanons

Pairing: ProHero! KiriBaku x ProHero! Reader/ Black!Reader

Summary: Kiri needs his color touched up, your box braids are grown out, and Baku needs a trim but only his regular barber cuts his hair (boi just likes his hair played with🥰)

A/N: Reader has bioluminescence and light manipulation as a quirk. So think green lantern w/o the ring. I also went a lil overboard with the nicknames.🤷🏽‍♀️

💦🚿 The hushed tones of Lofi beats floats around the condo as you lay with your head in Kiri’s lap. He absently twirls a pink box braid around his finger. You use your light manipulation quirk to shift the sun beams pouring in the windows into interesting shapes and positions.

💦🚿 Constellations on the ceiling. Hot air ballons floating off walls. Dragons prancing on the tiled floors. Kiri snickers when looks up from scrolling on his phone to see what you’re doing. “Having fun.” He laughs poking you in the middle of your forehead. Just like that the constructs vanish as Kiri breaks your concentration. “Not anymore, Kirishima.” You scowl producing a shark to bit the offending digit.

💦🚿 “Ooooooowwww, Pebble!” He hisses more out of shock other than pain popping his finger in his mouth. “You mess with the bull you get the horns, Babes.” You hum sitting up to stretch and sticking your tongue out at him. “Devil child.” Kiri mumbles inspecting his finger for injuries. You grab your braids in two messy hand fulls and stand up on the couch cushions. “Imma make it a Bob!” You yell jumping off onto the floor

💦🚿 Kiri arches a brow as you meticulously cut your pink box braids into a shoulder length Bob. “What time did Suki say he’d be home after patrol?” You hum not looking away from the mirror. “Uh the next 30 minutes. I’m gonna miss the pink tho. ” Kiri frowns brushing a hand through the uncut half. “Me too, but been almost 2 months now. Wanna help me take it out?” You ask with a poked out lip turning to the tank of a red head.

💦🚿 His shoulders tense. Remembering all too well that one time you just had your hair put in a fresh set of faux locs and you two were making out and it was getting pretty intense. He pulls a handful of your hair and you shrieked pulling away. Tears threatening to fall from either corner of your e/c eyes. He of course freaked and apologized profusely and you did your best to explain it was ok. You’re just tender headed and the braids were new and tight. But ever since he’s been nervous doing hair stuff with you and just him. 

💦🚿 “I thought we were gonna wait on Kats?” Kiri turning his attention to his own grown out roots in the mirror. You place the scissors down and flop into Kiri’s chest forcing him to brace your impact. “Come on, Rock Steady. If we start now by the time Suki gets back we’ll be halfway done. You just gotta be gentle.” You beg giving him your best puppy dog eyes. After a few seconds of back and forth his crimson eyes settle on you. “Show me how then, Pebble.” He sighs

💦🚿 You sit on the floor of the living room with four pillows under you butt between Kiri’s strong thighs. A white grocery bag with two half pieces of undone pink braids sits in your lap. Kiri pulls tightly on a piece in the vey back of your head as he undoes the braid. It takes all your self control not to whimper.

💦🚿 “Just a little looser, Eiji.” You hum undoing one in the front with tensed shoulders doing your best to lean into his grip. Just like that the pressure was gone and you smile. “Better?” He says handing you the pink hair he had just taken out and starting the next braid. The same pressure as before returning. You couldn’t see what he was doing wrong so you couldn’t really give him better directions other than ‘looser’ every 5 minutes.

💦🚿 Just as you’re reaching limit and Kiri starts his fourth braid Bakugou walks through the door. “Oí, Shitty Hair! Glowstick, I’m home!” He pauses in the doorway of the living room to see you on the verge of tears as Kiri releases his death grip on your hair having freed another pink strand from your head. “Welcome back, Bomb Squad!” Kiri smiles easing at the sight of the ash blonde. You shoot up and cling to your other boyfriend for dear life. “Katsuki!” You smile matching Kiri’s relief.

💦🚿 “ You two started without me.” Bakugou says kissing your forehead. “It was Y/n’s idea.” Kiri says throwing up his hands in surrender. “Snitch.” You hiss back at him while snuggling into the soft material of Bakugou’s shirt. The blonde scowls down at you. You two have a silent debate with your eyes as he walks over to greet Kiri.

‘you’re really letting that dumbass pull out your hair?’

‘oh so you’re gonna break that marshmallow’s heart! He’s trying to be helpful! But Katsuki he’s killing me.’

‘no shit Sherlock, he’s incredibly heavy handed!! His quirk is literally hardening, Dipshit.’

‘i knoooooooooooooooow, Asshole!! Please take over, but don’t make him feel bad. Be nice about it.’

‘fine.’

Kiri definitely noticed this exchange, but he couldn’t make heads or tails of when you two did this kinda thing. The red head just enjoyed the stupid faces you’d make at each other.

💦🚿 “I’ll take it from here, Babe.” Baku grins kissing him on the cheek. Kiri mouths a quiet thank you letting his shoulders drop and moving so Bakugou could take his spot. You toss a pillow at Kiri before sitting between Baku’s muscular thighs. He hands you the remote and you throw on New Girl with zero remorse or hesitation.

💦🚿 He takes the red rat tail comb from the coffee table and skillfully popping the rubber bands Kiri left behind without catching any against your scalp. He splits a new braid. His touch is far more gentle and sure than Kiri’s. You eagerly relax into him until a snap of plastic meets your shoulder. “Ooooooooouch Katsuki!” You pout rubbing the stinging skin. “Do the front, Lite Brite.” He grumbles and starts his next braid.

💦🚿 With Bakugou’s help your hair is taken down in 45 minutes flat. His fingers weave in and out of unruly curls and gently massage your scalp. You melt in his touch nearly letting a moan slip as he tangles his fingers in your kitchens. “Alright calm down. I’ll get the deep conditioner and lightener for Eiji’s roots.” Baku says triumphantly removing his fingers to head to the the bathroom. You whimper at the absence of warm fingers on your scalp

💦🚿 Without the slightest hesitation Kiri slides behind you and threads his thick fingers into your hair. He presses firm soft circles into your scalp. “I was hurting you earlier, wasn’t I?” He questions quietly never pausing in his tender motions. You crane your neck back to meet his cherry red eyes. “Only a tiny bit. I’ll just get you back later.” You smile nipping his inner thigh following it with a sweet kiss.

💦🚿 Bakugou strolls into the room with an arm full of products and a black head band pushing his bangs out of his face. A spray bottle. Yours and Kiri’s respective conditioners. 30 volume bleach. 2 medium sized towels slung over his other shoulder. 2 mixing bowls and brushes. 2 plastic shower caps.

💦🚿 “Ei, wet her hair in sections and she’ll follow behind you with her deep conditioner. .” Baku barks applying generous coats of bleach to Kiri’s damp roots in small even sections. After Kirishima seems frozen in place for a minute or two Bakugou pipes up again. “Oí Shitty hair, just be gentle. Wet the pieces first then part them where they willing come apart. If you’re hurting her she’ll tell you. Isn’t that right, Babygirl!?” He questions sternly. “Yea I tell you, Eijirou.” You swallow hesitantly, gently patting his thigh.

💦🚿 With quiet concentration Kiri begins doing as Bakugou instructed. You can’t help but tense up and pitch your eyes closed and wait for the pulling. Being as gentle as he possibly could, he sections off two pieces with the upmost care barely tugging at all. You sigh in relief conditioning the pieces. After finishing and covering Kiri’s roots, Baku sits by his side directing every once and a while.

💦🚿 You pounce on the red head the moment he finishes his last section and slips on your shower cap. “That was so gentle, Eiji!! Such an amazing ass boyfriend! So fucking Manly!” You beam peppering his entire face in kisses. “I just did what Kats told me.” He laughs as you move to straddle him. Bakugou clears his throat. Kiri pulls him into his side in a loose headlock as you both attack him with kisses.

💦🚿 The gentle chimes of the timer on Baku’s phone breaks up the shower of affection as you let Kiri up to rinse his hair. “How do I look?” He smiles striking a pose and flexing his well defined arms. His roots are now a warm yellow-y orange. “Hawt as Hell, Baby!” You shout jumping up from the couch and smacking the red head’s ass. “You need to rinse, Headass. And your roots needa be toned, Attention Whore.” Baku snorts taking Kiri’s hand and leading the two of you to the bathroom.

💦🚿 With softer hair wrapped in a tee shirt, you stand over a seated Kiri applying manic panic wildfire dye on his roots with the upmost care. Baku typically did this part but he relented to you after you wouldn’t stop begging. You definitely got it a lot on your hands even though you were trying to be careful. Bakugou makes faces at his reflection staring down his over grown bangs and the long back pieces hanging almost halfway down his neck.

💦🚿 “Done!” You smile slapping the practically empty dye bowl on the counter. A couple speckles your face. “Keep fucking around and you’ll end stained red, Night Light. But even so, Great job!” He nods inspecting the even parting and small well coated sections. He kisses your cheek setting a timer, and Kiri pulls you into his lap pecking you on the neck. Never failing to get a full body shiver from you when he did that.

💦🚿 “Bakubro, let us cut the back at least. I cut my own all the time.” Kiri says before poking out his bottom and hugging you to his chest. “As if, Shitty Hair.” Baku snorts still nose deep in his phone. “Come on,Kats. We all know how much you hate it over grown. You’ve been complaining for the last week.” Kiri begs setting his chin right in between your shoulder and neck as he deepens his pout. You finally catch on to his ploy, you fix your face in its most pitiful pout. Bakugou did his best to hold his usual unbothered resolve, but when his babies double teamed like this it just wasn’t fair. He grimaced before facepalming.

💦🚿 “I’ll let two do it-” he concedes. “REALLY KATSUKI!! This is gonna be so fun!” Kiri beams jumping up spinning you around as you giggle having won over the grumptastic blonde. “Only if Glowstick does the the dance.” He smirks sinisterly right at you. Your giggles stop as Kiri set you down. “You can’t b...”you question. His look doesn’t waver. “You can’t me...” You scowl at Baku as your brown skin glows a deep angry red. “You can’t be serious, Blasty.” You deadpan glaring at him. He just smirks harder and nods folding his arms as he returns your stare. “Firefly you gotta!” Kiri pleas now on his knees

💦🚿 There you stood in the middle of living room with the Chika Dance Song on loop. Baku smirking seated comfortably by a extremely pleased Kiri on the couch. As the song restarts you sigh bowing your head and starting in the time with the song. “Oí, the light show or no deal, Babygirl.” Bakugou shouts using the remote to dim the lights. If it’s even possible Kiri’s Cheshire grin got wider. “Aaahhhhhoooooooo!” are the only sounds the red head can muster. You huff starting with the beginning of the song again shifting through the entire rainbow.

💦🚿 Just as you finish, the timer on Baku’s phone goes off. “That wasn’t that hard now was it?” He say smugly clapping for your finish. “You suck, Katsuki.” You roll your eyes to the back of your skull taking Kiri’s hand and flipping him off with your free one. “Is that a request?” He fires back hungry vermillion eyes tracing your form. Kiri pops up throwing you over his shoulder with ease. “You had your fun, my turn!” He laughs lustfully running to the large master bath. You turn a soft peachy pink as Baku races to catch up with you guys.

💦🚿 Hair washing and dye rinsing were from the only thing going on in that shower👀😳👀

FuckFuckFuckFuck...I’m fine...,I’m absolutely fine sure a small kink just turned into a big one but I’m fine 🥴

Lemonade

(What to expect - desperation, NSFW, dub con. Wetting.)

“Eiji, please-oh, ple-ah! I’m gonna pee, stop, please stop, I am literally begging you to stoP-” 

You’re squeaking out protests, hands fisted in your boyfriends shirt, a lazy smile on the man’s face as he looks at you.

“Yeah, you’re begging? I like it when you beg. Look at you, so perfect.” Kirishima coos at you, his hands still cinched around your waist, unwavering.

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