Kirishima X Reader Hero Of Shadows Part 1/? Words:2879

Kirishima x Reader Hero of Shadows Part 1/? Words:2879

“(F/n).”

I flinch at the tone in my mother’s voice. The same one that she used when we were younger and misbehaving in public. One that promised punishment when we got home if I didn’t correct myself.

Realizing my mistake, I dropped my hand away from my hair, which I had nervously been playing with and tugging at. A habit from my childhood that I had never outgrown, and one that had earned me more than one smack on the wrist.

I switched to tapping my fingers next to my leg, out of her eyesight. While it’s not as stress relieving as tapping my leg or as natural as twisting my fingers through my hair on repeat, it gave me something to get my nervous energy out with.

The unheard beat I had been drumming onto the seat was interrupted by the opening of the door. It slid open on the wall across from our seats. Without a word, my mother rose from her seat knowing that I would follow closely

The chair on the other side of the desk was turned away. We settled into the seats across from it. We were supposed to be meeting someone but I hadn’t seen any legs or shoulders sticking out when we entered. Was the person late?

Then the tall backed chair spun to face us.

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Bakugo definitely knows more than 5 languages including English, Japanese, sign, french, german, russian, Spanish, Italian, and chinese.

How class 1a found out about bakugo's secret skill involved ayoma and a deaging quirk.

So I have a headcanon that when he was little, Ayoma only spoke french. So you can imagine how confused class 1a was when he only spoke in that language when he turned young again.

So ayoma was speaking in french and everyone Is just looking at each other weirdly like 'wtf I don't speak croissant'

And bakugo just gets down to little ayoma and says

"Hey petit copain ça va?"

(I ain't translating shit. You do that bitch)

To which ayoma's eyes widen as he starts talking to him in french.

This is shocking 1a out of their minds as well.

The other time they caught him speaking in another language was when a villain attacked UA. The villain did not speak Japanese. Only German.

And we all know that German is hard to learn. But not for Bakugo.

The villain is yelling in German, laughing because no one can understand him. Until bakugo shows up and says:

"Was zum Teufel machst di hier, Schlampe?"

(I'm not translating.)

Everyone is again shocked.

This happens more than once. As bakugo talks to people who can't speak Japanese or English, telling them that it's ok.

And that's my new headcanon. Bakugo speaks more than 1 language.

And before you get all pissy with me. Saying that I used google translate. Stfu. I didn't use translate. I only used it on french. I speak german, sign, and English. Currently learning Japanese so I can watch anime sub without subtitles :)

Bruh this hit home 🥺🥺🥺🥺

Hi! I saw that you're requests are open. Would you be willing to write a oneshot or something of the sort for Kirishima with a non binary!s/o who is touch averse? Like, phsyical affection is sometimes okay when it's on their terms but if it's not or its unexpected it can send them into an anxiety attack? If you would rather not, feel free to ignore or delete this. Please and thank you!

Safe With Me -Eijiro Kirishima x Gn!reader

Hi there! I am so sorry this took so long, I’ve had a million things on at once and wanted to make sure that I got this right.

Writing this was kinda comforting as I’m very specific with touch and have been in some stressful situations surrounding it, so thinking of Kirishima with this kind of s/o made me all warm and mushy.

Anyways, I’ll stop rambling, hope you like it!

Warnings: mentions of past trauma i.e abuse, implied sexual assault, panic attacks

Word count: 1.2k

Y/n was a hard working student during their time at UA, always completing their work, bettering their grades, and helping those around them. Only problem was, they never put much time aside for them self.

Mental health had been a struggle for Y/n all the way through school, and the hero course did not make things any easier. After one particular event in their third year, Y/n became more distant from their classmates and friends. Physically and mentally. Though not many of their classmates noticed as they became pretty good at hiding it.

Except Eijiro Kirishima, he saw straight through it.

It had been 2 years since leaving UA when Y/n and Kirishima had been partnered up for a patrol together. Kirishima saw this as the perfect opportunity to ask what had been troubling them so much. He honestly wished he could have struck up the courage to ask back in high school, but with the lack of privacy one has in school, he thought it best not to bring it up in front of others. The last thing he wanted to do was make Y/n uncomfortable, not when he had the biggest crush on them.

The pair were walking along a quiet pathway through the local park when Kirishima finally asked the question.

“Hey Y/n, are you okay?”

Y/n turned to him with a puzzled look, unsure of what he had meant.

The red-head caught on quickly and explained himself, “I meant, how have you been doing mentally? I noticed that you’ve been more shut off lately. Heck, I noticed that you started to push us away during our third year, and I should have asked you back then so that maybe it wouldn’t have gotten worse now. And… and I’m rambling aren’t I?” He stopped, realising that he may have only made Y/n more uncomfortable.

“It’s okay Kirishima. And yeah, sure I've had some things on my mind that aren’t too great, but you don’t need to worry about me.” Y/n was actually quite happy to know that someone cared about them, though they felt bad for hiding their problems from one of their oldest friends when he was not trying to help.

Problem is, that all spiralled out of control the moment Kirishima placed his hand on Y/n’s arm, “I’m always here to help you when you need me.”

While his heart was in the right place, the touch sent Y/n flying back to the villain attack in their third year, memories they would rather leave behind.

Y/n flinched and jumped away from their friend, eyes wide, heart pounding out of their chest. Kirishima was shocked, but mostly concerned for Y/n as he slowly approached them, reaching out once again, only for them to flinch away again and sink down to the floor.

A look of hurt flashed across his face, but at that moment, Kirishima realised that there was something much bigger behind his friend’s low mood. And he had just made it worse.

He recognised the state Y/n was in, he had seen plenty of people have panic attacks throughout his time at school, but Y/n was never one of them. So while it came as a shock to see his friend this way, Kirishima knew he had to do something to help.

“Y/n?” He didn’t dare step any closer but he crouched down in front of Y/n, urging them to look up, “Y/n, it’s only me. I’m not going to hurt you, okay? You take your time, if there’s anything I can do to help, you tell me, yeah? I’ll just be sat here, and I’ll wait until you are ready to talk. That sound okay?”

They weren’t really questions, they were more solidifying that they understood that he would be there for them. Y/n shakily nodded, as tears continued to fall.

Internally, Y/n was trying to calm themself down. They knew that Kirishima hadn’t meant any harm and never would, but the brain can be a cruel thing, tricking us into doubting even those closest to us.

After five minutes of a semi-awkward silence, Y/n had calmed themself just enough to even out their breathing, and to look up at their concerned friend. Kirishima had had all of his attention on Y/n so that he was sure that they were okay, and to be ready if they needed anything.

“Do you wanna talk about what that was about? I understand if not, but I also want to make sure that I don’t make that happen again, I never want to see you upset or hurt because of me.” Y/n felt guilty because of his words, they knew that Kirishima didn’t mean to do it, but because of their reaction, he now thought it was his fault.

It took a few minutes as Y/n calmed themself and began to explain the situation, asking Kirishima if he remembered the specific villain incident in their final year at UA. Of course he did. How could he forget. When Y/n was taken back to the UA dorms everyone could see the roughed up state they were in, also finding out about some of the unsavoury things that had happened to them, courtesy of the villain in question.

When Y/n explained that the villain’s actions still haunted them, Kirishima’s heart broke. How could he have not seen this? How long had Y/n gone being fearful of the people they once trusted? From that moment on, Eijiro Kirishima vowed that he would never let Y/n feel this way again.

In the months after that patrol, the pair grew closer once more, much like how they were in school. As they became comfortable together, they opened up to one another and broke down walls that they had put up during their lowest times. It was no surprise to anyone when the pair announced their relationship, everyone who knew them agreed that this was the happiest they had ever seen the two of them.

And to the present, where Kirishima is lounging on the sofa after a long shift, half watching the tv and half waiting for their partner to finally get comfortable. Y/n came into the living room, hair still slightly damp from their shower and sat beside their tired boyfriend. With two gentle taps on the back of his hand, Eijiro lifted his arm for Y/n to snuggle into his side.

It had taken a lot of work and patience to get to this point, but they had a system that worked and kept both of them happy. Kirishima would wait for Y/n to initiate any physical interaction, usually with their most used sign, the two hand taps. If they hadn’t initiated anything, Eijiro would always ask first, checkering that it was okay to hold their hand or give them a hug. Y/n became far more comfortable with touching their partner, though remained wary of others, something that the both of them had also discussed. If Kirishima could see that Y/n was uncomfortable with someone, or gave a signal to tell him they were, he would immediately jump to their rescue. This gave Y/n the chance to branch out, whilst knowing they had a safety net of sorts if things went south.

The two of them cuddled up together, enjoying each other’s warmth; Y/n knowing that all the while Red Riot was by their side, no one was ever going to hurt them again.

BakuMina BROTP

Mina has no modesty and tends to strip off her pants and bra when hanging in his room

Bakugo learned to accept this

They’ll never tell Kirishima, but Bakugo called Mina “bro” first

She stole one of his black, skull hoodies

He pretends not to know she sleeps in it all the time

They make popcorn and watch movies together

Despite grumbling, he doesn’t mind her using him as a body pillow

In return, she doesn’t comment when he flinches or tightens his grip during a horror flick

Bakugo does not appreciate when she calls fixing a bowl of cereal “cooking,” which prompted him to teach her basic cooking skills

It was Mina who taught him how to break dance

He’s the one Mina goes to for advice since he won’t sugarcoat anything, and she helps him with any Kirishima related problems

More than once, Mina has sent him out for tampons, because the rest of the squad can’t be trusted to not be childish about it

Bakugo always tosses in a few chocolate bars as well

They share makeup and styling tips during their occasional “glamour nights”

He spent two hours one night finding a blush that perfectly complimented her skin tone

ZU WEE MAMA 🥵🥵🥵🥵🥵

buff mina as per request of @/ kirishitma (on twitter)

Kirishima x Reader Hero of Shadows Part 2/? Words:2148 Warnings:None

“You have all of your stuff, yes?”

I placed a hand on my bag, feeling the items for reassurance even though we both knew they were all there. I had long ago been taught the importance of making sure not to forget anything. It was simply a question in an attempt to break the air between us. Things had never been the smoothest between us, but lately things had been even more stretched. She had been oddly nice, suddenly interested in what I was doing lately. 

One might think this to be just a mother caring for her daughter, but I knew better.

The only reason this had flared up was because she had hoped that I would still change my mind about attending UA. Last night had been particularly rough as she had also enlisted the help of my sisters to convince me.

“We’ve always been in class together.’’

“What will we do for group projects now?”

“Studying is going to be so much harder when there’s just two of us.”

Mother had snapped at that.

“Oh don’t worry. She can still help you study. Even though she’s going to a different school doesn’t mean she’s going to fall behind on her studies. With her mentor, she’ll be expected to learn just as must if not more than the two of you. So make sure to keep up.”

An unspoken threat and promise to all three of us on it’s own. I would be fighting my sisters like never before. 

The car stopped a few blocks from the school. It was still early, the sun hardly over the horizon. Just as she had planned it. Nobody was around to see me dropped off. A one time thing she assured me, as she didn’t want to run the risk of being seen. Because ‘what kind of mother would I be if I didn’t drop you off on your first day at a new school.’.

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