#kiritetsu

iidadeku! them holding hands was also going to be part of one of the intros or so i heard?

davemight, they've also hugged but the handshake is more important or something

kiritetsu, i have a bonus scene of this one too but i'll just do one pic per ship until asked otherwise

izukatsu, their beloathed having honestly the most beautifully done hand holding here in my opinion

kiribaku, huge moment on katsuki learning to let down his walls around people he can trust too!

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Another Eijiroctober sketch! Prompt was fan.

Originally wanted to do one of my old OCs meeting pro hero Kiri but I can count the people who even remember her on one hand and this was so much funnier.

— tododeku main couple

— izch exes but remaining good friends

— dekusquad & bakusquad

— kiribaku, momojiro, meiida side couples

— monoshinkami situationship

— no mineta

— minaocha or tsuocha (or even togachako somehow)

— hagakure and aoyama friendship

— rody summer fling

— kamijiro exes

— kiritetsu friendship (or even exes)

— kuroiro and tokoyami friendship + kuromori mention

— kendo and momo exes

— big 3 (secret) polycule

— shingame/yotami mention

— camie being friends with 1-A girls

— sero latino implied

— pre, post or no conflicts at all, i just want a full highschool genre fic

— band!au would be cool ngl

— melissa mention

Prompt: Omegaverse

Ship: Kirishima x Tetsutetsu

Tags: alpha Kirishima, alpha Tetsu, top Tetsu, bottom Kirishima, rough sex

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This was wrong. 

Kirishima was an alpha, as healthy and strong as they come, but he couldn’t stop thinking about his gym buddy Tetsu’s knot. He wanted it locked inside him. He wanted his own inside Tetsu. He wanted to fight him for dominance and see who came out on top. 

The shameful feelings burned away at Kirishima until he felt like he was going to burst. And then, as he always did, he texted Tetsu. 

Their arrangement had nothing to do with romance. It was pure release, plain and simple. They’d meet up at Tetsu’s apartment (Kirishima’s roommate was Bakugou, and he couldn’t stomach the idea of him finding out what he was up to) and have at it. 

As soon as the door clicked shut, Tetsu tackled Kirishima to the ground. “Present for me,” he growled. 

Kirishima tore at Tetsu’s shirt as he tried to shove him off. He succeeded in rolling them to the side, bumping into an end table in the process and sending it crashing to the ground. He wanted to take Tetsu’s cock so badly, but the alpha in him screamed that he couldn’t submit so easily. 

He bared his sharp teeth and snarled. “Make me.”

Tetsu ripped at Kirishima’s clothes. Threads snapped loudly as the fabric tore. He shoved Kirishima’s back against the ground, hard, and pinned him there under a fistful of the rags that used to be his shirt. Straddling his waist, he ground his hips down. 

They both groaned as their engorged cocks rutted up against each other. Kirishima could feel the swell of Tetsu’s knot against his inner thigh, and he thrust his hips up to grind harder. 

Tetsu growled wildly and tore at Kirishima’s shorts in his desperation to get them off. He had to shift his weight to pull them down, and when he did, Kirishima got the upper hand and slammed him down onto the floor. 

The position didn’t even last a second—Tetsu was up again and on one knee in a flash. He grabbed Kirishima by the throat and, alpha dripping from his voice, commanded, “Present.”

Submission flooded through Kirishima’s veins, even as his alpha screamed in protest in the back of his mind. He bent down to the ground, ass up in the air, and spread his legs. 

Tetsu yanked Kirishima’s shorts down the rest of the way to reveal his toned ass, hole shimmering with lube. Of course he’d prepped before—the fight was all alpha posturing anyway. They both knew what they wanted. 

Tetsu lined his cock up with Kirishima’s hole and slammed in. Right away, the pace was rough and brutal. Kirishima made a noise between a groan and a whine. He was being split open again and again on that fat alpha cock. It was wrong, so wrong, but delicious. 

The threat of a knot tugged at his rim on every thrust, just enough to remind him of its presence. Tetsu placed his hand flat on Kirishima’s back and forced him down against the ground. In this position, his ass was even higher—perfect presenting position. 

Kirishima’s cheek was pressed against the floor, and his whole body ached, but it was perfect. He moaned openly as his ass continued to be abused. It was never meant to take anything up it, not like an omega’s. This was against nature. He couldn’t care less. 

Tetsu was huffing and growling behind him, bent over his body as he fucked into him. “Take it, alpha,” he groaned. 

Fuck, Kirishima loved it when Tetsu called him alpha during sex. It was a reminder that he wasn’t just a man being dominated by another man, he was an alpha being dominated by another alpha. He felt the last of the fight drain out of him as he submitted completely. 

Tetsu shouted a moan as his knot finally popped in. Cum poured into Kirishima, hot, thick, and seemingly never-ending. His own untouched cock shot ropes of cum onto the ground between his knees as he moaned and shook. 

Both of them kept coming and coming for minutes on end. Every time their orgasms seemed like they were tapering off, another wave had them squirting out more cum. 

Finally, when they really had finished, Tetsu wrapped his arms around Kirishima and pulled them both to the ground where they lay on their sides next to the puddle and the toppled end table. They wouldn’t talk about this, they never did. But it was enough. 

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