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WIP!! I don’t like the way Yuji looks so he may change… LMK IF HE LOOKE GOOD PLS🙏🙏

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Megumi Fushiguro
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the inevitability
KISS ME AND I MIGHT DROP DEAD!
❤︎ megumi fushiguro had never planned to fall in love. but love comes in the strangest of forms right? and yeah, megumi could proudly admit to the whole world that you were absolutely weird as shit. that didn’t stop him from loving you, though. he couldn’t imagine himself not loving you at all.
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chapter index.
001. one night I was born in bed..
002. and stalked you on the internet..
003. it’s feminine sorcerer’s intuition..
004. ‘cause I’ve always had a vision of us standing like this..
005. all pressed up in the bathroom line..
006. you’re lookin’ like an angel on the walls of versailles..
007. the most alive I’ve ever been..
008. kiss me and I might..
009. KISS ME AND I MIGHT!!!!
010. kiss me and I might drop dead.
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ᢉ𐭩 it was news to you when you figured out megumi could be a little possessive...
᧔ ⑅ ᧓ 𝓹ossessive/obsessive! megumi who didn't come off as the obsessive kind of guy when you first got together. he seemed pretty laid back and carefree; boy, were you wrong. but it comes from a place of caring for your safety, he says.
᧔ ⑅ ᧓ 𝓹ossessive/obsessive! megumi who always has your location. he finds solace in knowing exactly where you are, that way he can determine if he can walk, run, or drive to you if something were to happen. even under the circumstances of it not being emergencies, he likes watching your little icon on his phone move around to pass the time.
᧔ ⑅ ᧓ 𝓹ossessive/obsessive! megumi who loathes pda; but if you're talking to another guy, the story changes. he'll hold your hand or tug on the back of your shirt as a way of saying 'lets go.' say, if it was a random guy neither of you knew, he'd simply drag you away mid conversation.
" and i—! " you sentence got cut off when you felt yourself being tugged away by the back of your shirt. you sighed, " megumi, don't be rude. "
" let's go, we have stuff to do. "
᧔ ⑅ ᧓ 𝓹ossessive/obsessive! megumi who constantly assures you that it's not that he doesn't trust you — he doesn't trust other people and their intentions.
᧔ ⑅ ᧓ 𝓹ossessive/obsessive! megumi who expects eye contact whenever you talk to him or vise versa. he doesn't like your attention on anything else. from the perspective of being in a group, it comes off a little intimate and feels like they're intruding on something private.
᧔ ⑅ ᧓ 𝓹ossessive/obsessive! megumi who leaves one or two bites or hickies in visible places. he isn't one to come out and say 'she's mine' when people flirt with you, he finds it slightly weird to say aloud. so, he leaves hints all around, whether that be on your neck, arms, thighs, maybe all of them.
᧔ ⑅ ᧓ 𝓹ossessive/obsessive! megumi who has a staring problem; really only towards you. outside of an intimate, loving manner — if something you're doing is bothering him, mainly pertaining to speaking with other people, he'll stare at the back or the side of your head. scary thing is that you can feel it — and it's very unsettling (that's the point).
᧔ ⑅ ᧓ 𝓹ossessive/obsessive! megumi who has a scary keen memory. if you tell him about someone, he'll keep them in mind for a while.
᧔ ⑅ ᧓ 𝓹ossessive/obsessive! megumi who constantly tells you he's yours and you're his — in private, of course. he could never say that around his friends or in public, he'd get shy about it if it was every brought up outside of the scene.
" you know you don't need anyone else, right? " he said, looking down at you. " i don't know what i could need anyone else for besides you. you should feel the same. "
" relax... goodness me, i agree with you. " you sighed playfully, brushing it off.
" then tell me. "
" i don't need anyone else but you. " for once, you saw his lips twitch upwards for a little longer than normal.
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Kirishima's drunk. You can tell by the warm, rosy flush blooming across his cheeks under the soft streetlight glow. His crimson eyes, glassy and half-lidded, blink slow and unfocused as he leans into you, words slurring just enough at the ends that the tang of alcohol clings to every breath.
And god, he's clinging. This big, broad, beefy man—pro hero, strong enough to level buildings—is latched onto his girlfriend like a needy puppy, Anyone passing by might do a double take, but luckily, the street is silent and empty at this hour. It’s one in the morning, and the city's tucked into sleep.
He whines softly, lips brushing against the shell of your ear as he drawls, “But babyyy, I missshhh you—hic.”
You laugh under your breath, amused and endeared. “Kiri, I’m right here.”
But he isn’t having it. He spins you around clumsily, his hands landing on your cheeks, fingers poking at the soft skin like he’s checking if you're real.
“Hmmm,” he hums suspiciously, nose wrinkling. “Don’t believe it.”
Then, after a beat, his expression breaks into a crooked grin. “Kidding. But I wanna hug you. And kiss you. Can we do that? Please?”
There’s such raw, eager affection in his tone, it tugs at your heart even as you bite back another smile. You turn your head slightly, dodging his attempts to plant a wet kiss on your cheek.
“Soon, babe. Not yet. I gotta call a cab first, ‘kay?”
He lets out a dramatic groan and crosses his arms like a sulking kid, swaying slightly on his feet as you pull your phone out. But as soon as you start dialing, he’s pressed up against your back again, wrapping you in a warm, clumsy hug. His face buries in the crook of your neck, lips brushing your skin as he mumbles,
“You smell so good… and you taste good too...”
The kisses start then—sloppy, uncoordinated little pecks peppered across your jaw and neck.
You laugh, startled, and gently push him off. “Kiri, no. You’re drunk. Save the love bites for when you’re sober, yeah? The cab’ll be here any second.”
He grumbles in protest, muttering something unintelligible, but he doesn’t fight it.
The cab ride home is another challenge. Kirishima immediately collapses into you, burying his face into your chest, arms wrapped around your waist like he’s afraid you’ll disappear. At one point, he even shoves his head up under your shirt in some misguided attempt to get closer.
“M’just love you so much, y’know that?” he murmurs into your skin.
You hum, combing your fingers through his messy hair. “I know, baby.”
“You’re so manly,” he mumbles next, and it’s so slurred it takes a second to process. “Like… so manly I gotta marry you or somethin’.”
You laugh, heart swelling at the raw honesty in his voice.
“You’re so pretty I—hic—I can’t even handle it...”
And then, without warning, the tears start. His head lifts from under your shirt just long enough to rest against your shoulder, sniffling. His voice cracks as he continues, a mess of intoxicated love confessions spilling out in barely coherent sentences.
“Just wish I could crawl into your skin and… and live there. You’re so warm. So soft.”
You don’t even try to suppress the fond exhale.
Later that night, you’re in the bathroom with him, kneeling on the cold tiles. One hand holds back his messy crimson hair, the other rubbing gentle circles on his back as he throws up everything he'd drunk. A bottle of aspirin and a full glass of water wait nearby.
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marriage headcanons — eijirou kirishima (timeskip)
𑜷 fem!chubby!reader / art : stormcallart / same au as this
⁀ ˳ ⟡ eijirou whose skin gets incredibly dry due to his quirk. his wife helps lather him in lotion once he gets home after patrol. she uses shea butter on days when his skin is especially dry due to using his quirk for extended periods of time.
⁀ ˳ ⟡ eijirou who has stretch marks on his biceps, chest, thighs, and hips due to how often he works out and how much muscle he has gained. he has worked out at least five days a week since freshmen year of ua and those workouts are at least an hour but most last longer.
⁀ ˳ ⟡ eijirou who is a pure hulking mass of muscle. he may have been relatively slimmer as a teenager, but he bulked up significantly due to training. he’s not the chiseled and vascular kind of muscular, though. he’s got a nice layer of fat over his muscles—thanks to his wife’s amazing meals that she spoils him with.
⁀ ˳ ⟡ eijirou whose wife cuts and dyes his hair because “everyone else messes it up.”
⁀ ˳ ⟡ eijirou whose wife cried when he shaved his happy trail. genuine tears—red faced and hiccuping and snotty. she had been utterly devastated. he has only trimmed it since.
⁀ ˳ ⟡ eijirou who has a habit of sneaking his calloused hands into his wife’s shirt when they’re cold to cup her breasts (with consent of course). they’re always so warm. he also holds them up if she tells him they hurt.
⁀ ˳ ⟡ eijirou who never rushes his wife. he always waits until just before she’s done getting ready to get ready so she doesn’t feel rushed by him being ready.
⁀ ˳ ⟡ eijirou who learned how to apply press on nails and paint nails with designs just for her.
⁀ ˳ ⟡ eijirou who knows his wife is always sneaking pictures, but he never utters a word about it. why ruin her fun?
⁀ ˳ ⟡ eijirou who drinks only fruity drinks. this man hates beer and typical “man” drinks. he does love a good tequila sunrise or margarita, though.
⁀ ˳ ⟡ eijirou who sends his wife bicep pics and flexing videos daily.
⁀ ˳ ⟡ eijirou who lays on the couch with her doughy thighs around his head often. if he’s not laid between her thighs, she’s laying on top of him, his hands rubbing her back or resting on her rear.
⁀ ˳ ⟡ eijirou who brings his wife home treats almost daily; boba, coffee, matcha, mochi, smoothies, milkshakes, popsicles. he returns with a snack, and one for himself, that they can enjoy together.
⁀ ˳ ⟡ eijirou who never yells. their arguments are rare, but he never yells at her. his voice gets firm, that’s the worst of it. even if she’s screaming and crying, he won’t ever yell back. he lets her have her space and goes to apologize after she’s calmed down.
⁀ ˳ ⟡ eijirou who doesn’t ever go to bed angry. being a hero, he fears for his life even when away from work. he will never sleep angry. he tells her nightly how much he loves her, holding her close and kissing her sweetly in case he doesn’t have the chance again tomorrow.
⁀ ˳ ⟡ eijirou who cried on their first date, who cried at each dance, who cried when he proposed, and who cried several times at their wedding. he has never been afraid to cry around her, especially not when they’re tears of pure love and happiness.
⁀ ˳ ⟡ eijirou who has one tattoo. her name in cursive in his collar bone.
the love i hold for this man…
suns out bums out?
You know you looked good. Moisturised skin, cute frenchies done and hair freshly done with a little colour this time cuz it’s summer, duh! You had a pink, tight summer dress on, a few shopping bags in hand and your lipgloss and car keys in the other.
You would’ve never expected to get approached by a group of male heroes tho. You were minding your business, walking down the street and trying to make your way to your car, hundreds of heroes on patrol and citizens swarming the streets.
“Excuse me miss, ‘you need any help with those bags?” you heard a low, gruff voice behind you, causing you to turn around, meeting face to face with thee pro hero dynamight, alongside “red riot” who was now quickly walking away with a cheeky grin on his face. (w assist)
“Oh—uh sure.” You smiled, slightly confused but your hands were aching you either way. He followed behind you bags in hand as the two of you walked in comfortable silence before you spoke up awkwardly. “it’s kinda weird casually walking with a pro hero.” I mumbled, more to myself than him.
“shouldn’t help you then?” he asked, voice low and explosive like all the interviews you’d seen him in. “y’know you wanted to help me” you frowned, looking back at him with a smirk to see he was already staring at your ass, red orbs quickly darting up to yours. “—tch, oh yeah?” he scoffed, rolling his eyes making you laugh.
he was so bad at flirting.
“So why’d you decide to help me, hero?” you teased. “ ‘cause I know what I want.” he sassed like it was so obvious.
confident.
“Y’think I’m easy?”
“Are you?”
“Find out, Mr dynamight.”
“give me your number then.” he demanded cockily, all challenging and desperate.
“nope. I don’t like your tone. say please” you cooed, making him let out a huff.
you were perfect, fiesty, pretty, smelt good, nice smile and laugh, looked good, funny, looked good, looked gooood—shit, he couldn’t take his eyes off your ass or boobs. Pervy, I know, but he couldn’t help it, and the tight dress didn’t make it better. Best believe, the afternoon ended with more flirting, an exchange of numbers and a hug! not any ordinary hug, a reach up-hands around the neck-and hands-wrapped around the waist hug. A bitch was happy!
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⿻﹒Side piece.
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There is a faint mark on your back, fading traces that resemble tight grip of fingers.
It isn't rare for you to be littered in bites and bruises, Bakugou took pride in marking you up any way possible, but this wasn't his mark.
"So, you let your side piece mark you up too?" He huffed, arms crossed as he leaned against the door frame, grey sweats loose on his waist, cum-gutters peeking through the elastic, whore.
"Which one are you talking about?" You move around sluggishly, trying to find whatever mark he was taking about, twisting your torso in an awkward angle before giving up and going back to getting ready.
"So, multiple side pieces, un-fucking-believable!" He groaned, arm raising up to run a hand through his hairs, "at least tell me, I am your favourite." He pleaded, tilting his head, sighing dramatically.
You scowled, "You are like 4th on the list." The pair of pants you had chosen today, refused to co-operate, stuck at your thighs despite your constant struggles to pull them up.
"Huh?! 4th?!!" He exclaimed, in utter disbelief, watching you hop around, "You better tell what he is doing so I can up my rank." He walked over, yanking you close by your arm, before reaching for your waistband gently pulling your pants up, hands circling your waist to make sure it didn't get stuck at the back of your thighs.
You let him manhandle your body, hands coming to rest on his shoulders as you lightly kiss his cheek, "He helps me dress up." Another kiss on his forehead. "Pulls my pants up for me." Another one on the tip of his nose. "Stares lovingly as I talk about my side pieces."
He grunted, zipping up your pants and pulling you closer, "Yeah." He mumbled against your lips, "Something tells me I might know this guy." Не pressed his lips against your jaw, hands tracing your body as he grabbed your shirt.
"Maybe." You slide your hands into the sleeves, letting him button up your shirt, "He is tall, blonde, and so utterly handsome." You moaned obnoxiously. "And he has a huge coc—"
"We can't have a cute moment, can we?" He sighed, letting go of your shirt buttons as he leaned his forehead against yours, "Your pant aren't too tight, are they?" He asked, eyes meeting your dumbfounded ones, "Ma can design you a perfect pai—"
You cut his words off, pressing your lips against his, swarm of butterflies erupting in your belly as you take in his words, "You considerate, caring asshole," You huffed pulling away from his lips, "you'll kill me someday."
He let out a breathy chuckle, cradling your jaw, pressing a kiss against your forehead, "Just trying to improve my rank, you know." He hummed, swaying slightly despite no music playing in the background, "Can't let your side pieces steal you away from me."
"It's a bruise by the way."
Bakugou hummed in question pulling away from you slightly.
"The mark you were looking at, bruise from sparring with Mina."
"Racoon eyes is your side pieces no.1?!!"
"Katsuki NO."
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a/n: reposting an older fic (that I deleted along with few other fics, last year when I was tweaking)

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⿻﹒Side piece.
∘₊✧──────✧₊∘
There is a faint mark on your back, fading traces that resemble tight grip of fingers.
It isn't rare for you to be littered in bites and bruises, Bakugou took pride in marking you up any way possible, but this wasn't his mark.
"So, you let your side piece mark you up too?" He huffed, arms crossed as he leaned against the door frame, grey sweats loose on his waist, cum-gutters peeking through the elastic, whore.
"Which one are you talking about?" You move around sluggishly, trying to find whatever mark he was taking about, twisting your torso in an awkward angle before giving up and going back to getting ready.
"So, multiple side pieces, un-fucking-believable!" He groaned, arm raising up to run a hand through his hairs, "at least tell me, I am your favourite." He pleaded, tilting his head, sighing dramatically.
You scowled, "You are like 4th on the list." The pair of pants you had chosen today, refused to co-operate, stuck at your thighs despite your constant struggles to pull them up.
"Huh?! 4th?!!" He exclaimed, in utter disbelief, watching you hop around, "You better tell what he is doing so I can up my rank." He walked over, yanking you close by your arm, before reaching for your waistband gently pulling your pants up, hands circling your waist to make sure it didn't get stuck at the back of your thighs.
You let him manhandle your body, hands coming to rest on his shoulders as you lightly kiss his cheek, "He helps me dress up." Another kiss on his forehead. "Pulls my pants up for me." Another one on the tip of his nose. "Stares lovingly as I talk about my side pieces."
He grunted, zipping up your pants and pulling you closer, "Yeah." He mumbled against your lips, "Something tells me I might know this guy." Не pressed his lips against your jaw, hands tracing your body as he grabbed your shirt.
"Maybe." You slide your hands into the sleeves, letting him button up your shirt, "He is tall, blonde, and so utterly handsome." You moaned obnoxiously. "And he has a huge coc—"
"We can't have a cute moment, can we?" He sighed, letting go of your shirt buttons as he leaned his forehead against yours, "Your pant aren't too tight, are they?" He asked, eyes meeting your dumbfounded ones, "Ma can design you a perfect pai—"
You cut his words off, pressing your lips against his, swarm of butterflies erupting in your belly as you take in his words, "You considerate, caring asshole," You huffed pulling away from his lips, "you'll kill me someday."
He let out a breathy chuckle, cradling your jaw, pressing a kiss against your forehead, "Just trying to improve my rank, you know." He hummed, swaying slightly despite no music playing in the background, "Can't let your side pieces steal you away from me."
"It's a bruise by the way."
Bakugou hummed in question pulling away from you slightly.
"The mark you were looking at, bruise from sparring with Mina."
"Racoon eyes is your side pieces no.1?!!"
"Katsuki NO."
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a/n: reposting an older fic (that I deleted along with few other fics, last year when I was tweaking)
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