Sky Writes

A/N: (This request has been in my box for a few days, so you're probs used to my shit by now lmao)A newcomer to my account?! Heck yeah, welcome to the fuckin party we throw down(feels. I throw down feels.). Now then. Memes? YES. KIRISHIMA AND MEMES?! FUCKING YES. This is more on the cutesy side than the memes side though.

*I do not own these picturonis

Meme Queen

Kirishima paused his pencil on the paper as his phone vibrated. He smiled when he spotted the message from you, and quickly grabbed his phone, opening it. This was a frequent occurrence. Memes were usually how the two of you communicated, though of course there were also the normal conversations. He enjoyed all of it--any communication with you whether it was memes, or TikToks, or conversations at midnight about aliens were considered a god send by him.

Meme Queen(Y/N)

Kirishima stared at the meme you sent, grinning with his sharp teeth. He also loved how you always referenced them to him. He found it cute and awesome as hell. He typed back a response, all the while grinning like an idiot. After a moment, he was surprised when you didn't send another meme. Instead you sent him a message...one he genuinely hadn't expected.

Meme Queen(Y/N)

Hey...can I ask you something?

Kirishima blinked. He hummed to himself, setting his pencil down to stop his work on his homework and focus on you.

SharkBoi(Kirishima)

Yeah what’s up?

Meme Queen(Y/N)

So you know Kendo and Tetsutetsu, right?

SharkBoi(Kirishima)

Yeah?

Meme Queen(Y/N)

Well so i was talking to Kendo and Tetsutetsu and Tetsutetsu mentioned he heard you talking about a girl...and Kendo said she was talking to Ashido from your class about it and that Ashido said you liked me?

Is that true?

Kirishima's face flamed up. Few people knew you two were talking and friends, but those that did teased him about it. Even Bakugo made sarcastic/snide remarks about you and him. When it came down to it, he'd had to admit his crush on you in a game of truth or dare...something he was glad you hadn't heard about. It was a few weeks ago, but he should've known eventually you would learn of it. At this point he cursed his friendship with Ashido.

You swallowed as you sent the text. You were curious about if it was true or not...and you really hoped it was. You had had a crush on Kirishima since the Sports Festival, where the two of you had had a match. He had found you after it and told you how “manly” he thought your strength quirk was. Since then the two of you had grown closer and closer. When Kirishima didn't respond, your heart dropped a little. Maybe it isn't true. Maybe he doesn't like me.

SharkBoi(Kirishima)

Well...if it was true, not saying it is...what would you do?

You blinked. Answering my question with a question?

Meme Queen(Y/N)

I guess it depends.

If it's true then I would probably...

Your face turned red. God this is so awkward. You thanked the heavens silently you were in your dorm alone. You swallowed and went to finish your text.

Meme Queen(Y/N)

I would probably fortnite dance on a table.

Kirishima snorted. It was always memes with you--not that he minded that. He enjoyed it.

SharkBoi(Kirishima)

And what, ask me to video it for TikTok?

Meme Queen(Y/N)

Lol you know it.

It would probably kill Kaminari to see it.

SharkBoi(Kirishima)

Lol.

He waited a moment, thinking about it. Maybe there's a chance she likes me too? He stared at the screen.

Meme Queen(Y/N)

If you don't really like me, I get it.

He paused. You get it? What did you mean by that? He read the next text that popped up.  

Meme Queen(Y/N)

I'm weird as hell, not many would find that cool or “likeable” so it's completely understandable.

SharkBoi(Kirishima)

Who said I didn't like you?

He stiffened. Shit…

Meme Queen(Y/N)

You haven't said either way, I'm trying to figure it out.

He let out a slow breath. You swallowed. Kirishima quickly typed back and then dropped the phone, hiding his face in his hands. I can't stand for her to reject me...but I'll tell her. Your face burned ss you read his message.

SharkBoi(Kirishima)

I do like you. I have for a while.

You stared at the message. You quickly typed back, feeling the room heat up.

Meme Queen(Y/N)

I like you too.

Kiroshima heard his phone vibrate. He picked it up and opened his eyes, reading the message.

“YES!”He cheered loudly. He quickly clapped his hand over his mouth, but then dropped it once he realized he was alone. He grinned like an idiot, smiling at the message.

SharkBoi(Kirishima)

Really?!

You laughed a little to yourself, though your face was burning.

Meme Queen(Y/N)

Yeah...I like you

Kirishima let out a loud laugh.

SharkBoi(Kirishima)

Oh my God, that meme

Meme Queen(Y/N)

;) all for you.

SharkBoi(Kirishima)

So if you like me too…

Will you be my girlfriend?

Meme Queen(Y/N)

Heck yes

A/N: This is fucking cute too. You guys, i LOVE when you give me cute requests honestly. Now then, :) ready to see how these boys treat an easily flustered/embarrassed s/o? Also this is like, perfect timing for this request, because my guy has been saying some really cute shit to me lately and its killing me.

*I do not own these pictures

Bakugo

Midoriya

Kaminari

Kirishima

Sero

A/N: Vampires, huh? Gotta say I like the thought of Bakugo and Kirishima being vampires. Dats hawt ;). Well here you go! I've tried my best. Wasn't sure if you meant they were already a couple or if they were just meeting, BUT I chose a just meeting kind of scenario because that's what popped into my head. If this isn't what you wanted feel free to request it again and I'll redo it the way you wanted :).

*I do not own the pictures.

Bakugo

It was a dark night. The air wasn't too cool, and felt the right temperature as you sighed. You were waiting outside of the club your friend told you about, wondering where they were. They had said to meet an hour ago. At this point you were just ready to cancel on them and go home. You paused as your phone vibrated and you checked the message.

Them

Sorry! Something came up.

You ground your teeth.

“Tch, thanks for nothing.” You sighed and shoved your phone in your pocket. You turned and stuffed your hands in the pockets as well, a little annoyed. You had gotten all dressed up, ready to go in and not be single for the night. Sure, one night stands weren't really your thing, but you would do it if it meant you would have companionship once in a while.

You crossed your arms, starting down the sidewalk.

His red eyes that had been watching you for the past hour found you walking off down the sidewalk with a seemingly dejected look. For some reason, he found you interesting. He wasn't sure if it was the strange pine scent coming from you, or if it was your appearance, or maybe it was the pale skin sticking out on your neck. Whatever it was, Bakugo was curious. He'd been around many humans in his years, though his parents would be annoyed at the thought as they considered humans just walking blood bags, yet none of them held his interest the way you did as you walked down the street. He could tell you'd been at the club to probably pick up some guys, however when you hadn't gone inside, he wasn't sure what was holding you back. As you walked off, he slank through the shadows using his speed to drop to the ground and follow you silently.

His red eyes glowed in the dark as you walked, careful to stay focused on you.

As you moved past an alleyway, someone's hand shot out and grabbed you. You let out a scream, but their hand clapped down on your mouth, smothering your voice into silence.

Bakugo shot off fast.

You were slammed into the brick wall, the attacker's knife going to cut open your shirt, when he was suddenly yanked off of you. You watched in horror, dropping to the ground as the person who had saved you did something unexpected--their mouth latched onto your attackers throat, a disgruntled cry leaping from the attackers mouth. It was over as fast as it had happened, Bakugo dropping the person to the ground with a thud. He licked his lips, disgusted by the attackers almost vile tasting blood. It had been too sweet. Bakugo preferred his humans with a bit more spice to their blood. His red eyes flicked over to you sitting against the wall, your e/c eyes locked on him.

He moved towards you. Surprisingly enough, you didn't feel fear coursing through you. You were just beyond shocked. He paused, having expected you to launch away from him. He continued after a moment, figuring it was easier to deal with. He crouched down and took your hands in his, gently pulling you up.

“Wh-Who are you?”You murmured. He snorted. Usually it was “what” not “who”.

“Is that important?”He asked boredly. You blinked at him. He noticed your shirt was cut and jerked his gaze away from your pale skin peeking out from the lilac fabric. You blinked at him before yanking your hands away to cover your mostly exposed chest. He tsked.

“I know I don't know you but...I don't have a jacket and I'm exposed here so…” He glanced at you. You cleared your throat. “Could I borrow your jacket please?” The way you moved exposed some of your flesh and his ears burned. He looked away from you fast.

“Tch, why? There's not much to look at,”He grumbled. You blushed angrily at him.

“Yeah? If that's true then why are your ears and neck red?!”

He sent you a sharp glare. You looked away and sighed. Your eyes fell to your phone on the concrete, where it had fallen from your pocket. You picked up the smashed phone.

“Dammit...now I can't even call someone,”You muttered. Bakugo glanced at you. You sighed.

“Oi. Aren't you going to ask about this guy?”Bakugo muttered. You looked at him. His foot tapped the dead body of your attacker on the ground. You frowned. Death wasn't something you saw everyday...nor was it something you were used to. However, you found yourself more concerned with your exposed chest than a dead body or the fact that a strange blonde--apparent vampire--had showed up and nommed on someone's neck. You sighed.

“Not really...I'm more concerned about riding the train with no shirt.” Bakugo's brows pinched together. You were a weird human. You weren't asking about his fangs or the dead body, and you were just making sarcastic comments. As if he hadn't been interested by you beforehand...now he definitely wanted to figure you out. You sighed at him. “Look, can I please just borrow your jacket?” He muttered a cuss word under his breath but unzipped the jacket he had on. It wasn't like he needed it, he wasn't as sensitive to temperatures as humans and it wasn't cold out or anything anyway. You took it happily, forgetting about your exposed chest. He jerked his face away as you uncovered your chest and pulled the jacket on. You zipped it and he glanced at You. He paused as he felt a strange sensation inside of himself just at seeing you in his jacket. Hunger sparked inside of him even though he'd just drained someone. “Thank you.”

“Aren't you the least bit curious about me?” You blinked at him.

“You mean because you're not human?” He frowned at you. You sighed and shook your head. “You're interesting just not in a way that's scary or something...I can tell you're a vampire.” His eyes narrowed at you. Your eyes slid to the dead man. “And you saved me...I don't think that puts me in a position to doubt or question you, right?” He hummed once. For a human you sounded smart. At least in a way that was different from others.

“Tch. Well, don't you humans usually carry pepper spray?”

“I don't.”

“Well you should. Wearing skimpy clothes like that makes you an easy target.” You blushed hard.

“Hey!”

“What? Said something to upset you, human?” You huffed at him and looked away.

“You're mean.”

“And you're stupid.” You sent him a glare.

“Stupid?!”

“You should be more aware of your surroundings,”He told you. He sighed, rolling his eyes. “Don't get mad at me for stating the obvious.”

“Yeah, well, if we're stating the obvious, then what the hell are you going to do with that body, vampire?”You retorted. He sneered at you in response. You narrowed your eyes at him. “Seems you're the stupid one.” In a flash you were shoved against the wall by him, his red eyes glowing at you. His hand was at your throat--not squeezing, but as a warning gesture.

“Watch what you say, human. We Vampire aren't known for our ability to control ourselves when we're pissed off.” You swallowed. He could hear your heart pounding in your chest, thumping hard. Your eyes were locked on his. Part of him was tempted to bite you and see what you tasted like--the other part was more interested in seeing how you reacted and what you said next. You narrowed your eyes.

“Then bite me.” His eyes flashed with surprise. “You killed that guy. What's to stop you from killing me?” A little mad you were challenging him, his mouth opened in a hiss, his fangs flashing at you. You were surprised, but found that you wanted him to bite you, strangely enough. You were curious of what it would feel like. When you didn't flinch back, Bakugo found himself somewhat attracted to you. You didn't flinch. You weren't scared of him. He saw that somehow there was a strength in your eyes most humans didn't have. Something that made you different.

Bakugo's eyes swept over you for a minute before he relaxed a little.

“Why aren't you scared of me?”

“Because if you were going to hurt me, You wouldn't have saved me.” Bakugo stared at you for a second before he pulled away, his cool fingers removing themselves from your throat. They left a strange tingle on your skin. He tsked and looked away, his ears burning red. You blinked in confusion.

“Tch. Fucking come on. I'll take your ass home since you're dumb enough not to use pepper spray.”

Kirishima

Kirishima's throat burned like fire, the usual feeling of his thirst for blood sitting inside of him. The music pumped loudly in the club, humans dancing and rubbing against each other. His eyes traced over the females, wondering which would suit his needs for that night. Kirishima paused as he spotted the perfect victim.

You were leaning against one of the tables, watching your friend dance wildly in the crowd. He had a perfect view of your throat, and his mouth watered slightly. Hell he could even smell you from where he stood. A warm, sweet smell, colliding perfectly with whatever perfume you'd thrown on for the night. He watched you try to say something to your friend nearby who was grinding against someone like there was no tomorrow. He spotted the wrinkle of your nose as you spoke, seeing your disgust for the shameful actions your friend was doing. You sighed and moved picking your bag up when they ignored you.

Perfect.

You were leaving.

He would have his chance.

Kirishima followed you as you made your way out the side door, headed to the alleyway of the club. You closed the door and he waited a moment before slipping out behind you. You were making your say through the alleyway. He jolted as he spotted someone else grab you. Kirishim acted fast as you were pinned against the wall. Your eyes were wide in fear as you had a clear view of Kirishima's sharp fangs slipping into the neck of your attacker. He drained the person without thinking about it, tossing them to the ground. You stared at him in shock, shaking a little in fear.

Kirishima wiped his mouth in disgust.

“Nasty…”he spat. The guy had been bitter tasting. Nothing like he thought you would taste. He turned and looked at you. You stood still, pressing your back to the walk. His eyes swept over you. Up close you were even more beautiful. You barely had makeup on your face, and you weren't showing so much skin that it was disgusting. Your outfit choice left room for imagination. “Did he hurt you?” You paused. Hurt me? This guy just killed that guy and is asking if I'm hurt? What the hell?!

“N-no,”was all you could stutter out. His eyes flicked over You. He couldn't help but admire you even more. What sucked was he wanted to taste you...but he was full. He'd lost his appetite. He mentally groaned. Being this close to your delicious scent and appearance was like torture. He moved close. You didn't shrink back from him. In truth you were more surprised and confused than anything. And you were curious. He hummed at you.

“Well...what do you say I walk you home, cutie?” you swallowed, feeling a blush tint your cheeks. He was handsome, you had to admit, and being called “cutie” by a handsome person would make you react like this.

“A-are you going to…”you trailed off. He paused.

“Nah. That guy burnt my taste buds out with his bitterness...and I'm full.” His red eyes flashed playfully at you. “Though I wouldn't mind tasting a beauty like you.” You internally shivered at his words. He smiled at you, his fangs glistening in the dim streetlight. “Now then. Shall I walk you home?”

A/N: Jelly boyfriends? Heck yes. Jelly KIRISHIMA?! FUCK YEAH. I love this scenario because so much can happen with it lol, if you can't tell im excited i got to type this.

*I do not own the picture attached

Warning: cussing

Jelly Kiri

You sighed as you wobbled on the ladder, trying to clean the corner of the common room. Since you'd pissed Aizawa off you ended up being placed on House Arrest for the next two days. You were forced to clean the dorms, along with Bakugo who had been fighting with you.

“Tch hurry up with that damn ladder.” You glared down at him and moved, pulling down the bandana you'd had tied around your face.

“Kiss my ass. It's your fault we're even doing this.” He glared at you. You sighed. “Give me a minute.” You climbed up another ring, going to clean the corner of dust. As you moved the ladder wobbled beneath you.

“Oi watch out.”

“I'm fine--” You were interrupted as the ladder dumped you over. You let out a squeak. Bakugo quickly moved to catch you but instead, you landed on top of him in an awkward way. Bakugo frowned but paused when he realized his face was directly in between your boobs. You quickly pushed up off him. "Fuck, sorry.” You sitting up accidentally made you grind back against his crotch. He blushed as he felt himself grow hard. His hands moved to your hips to still your movements.

“Get the hell--”

“Y/N? Bakugo?”a voice spoke. The two of you turned your heads to see Kirishima staring at you with a frozen smile on his face. His eyes were locked on the position you two were in: you straddling Bakugo, and Bakugo with his hands placed on your hips. You paused as you saw his smile drop from his face. You jolted.

“Oh...no, no, no, Ei, don't get the wrong idea--”

“What the hell is going on here?!” You scrambled off of Bakugo. You pushed to your feet.

“Ei, I swear, listen--”

“No...just...fuck this!” Kirishima turned and left, stomping off. You hurried after him, but he got on the elevator, closing the doors. You stood frozen solid. Bakugo sighed and stood up, brushing himself off. You re-entered the room, looking down. Bakugo sent you a frown, moving to pick up the ladder.

“He wouldn't let me explain…”you trailed off. Bakugo stayed silent. Tears stung st your eyes. Bakugo paused, stiffening. Shit is she gonna cry? I can't fucking handle tears. You looked away. You stood still. “Sorry I got you into a mess like this…” You shook. Bakugo sighed.

“Just let him cool the fuck off...Shitty Hair will listen eventually.”

“You didn't see his face…” Bakugo tsked.

“Whatever...if you're gonna cry about it go to your dorm.” Really he knew you would want to be alone at this point. You wouldn't want to clean or do chores.

“But what about--”

“Go.”

******

When it came time for dinner, Kirishima didn't leave his room to come down. The rest of the Bakusquad glanced at you as you sat staring at your food. Bakugo sighed. That damn Shitty Hair. He's being an insecure brat.. He stood up and everyone watched him leave. Bakugo made his way to Kirishima's dorm. He banged on it.

“Shitty hair. Open your fucking door.” He heard a weight set on the ground. Kirishima opened the door, a hard and angry look on his face. “Stop being a fucking dumbass.”

“What?”

“Stop being a dumbass.”

“The hell do you mean by that?! You know what, I don't even have to listen to you right now,”Kirishima growled. He went to shut the door. Bakugo caught it with his foot, stopping the door from shutting. Kirishima sent him an annoyed look.

“You need to let L/N explain what happened. You're throwing a tantrum like this and losing what you used to say was one of the best things to happen to you.”

“Yeah, that's sweet coming from the asshole who made a move on her--”

“I didn't make a fucking move on her! It was a fucking accident you stupid dumbass! You better be glad I can't fucking stand seeing that dumb face of hers upset or I wouldn't fucking be here.” Kirishima paused. Bakugo sighed and turned, shoving his hands in his pockets. “Dumbass.”

Kirishima stared after him. He frowned and looked down. An accident?

********

Knock

Knock

Knock

You stared at the door, holding a pillow to your chest. You looked down, frowning.

“Y/N...please open the door.” You went rigid at the sound of Kirishima's voice. He looked down at the floor. “I want to talk.”

“Will you actually listen to me? Or just run off again?” He frowned. He had ignored you earlier, so he probably deserved what you just said.

“Just open the door.” He waited until you did. He stared down at you, spotting You were wearing one of his shirts. He paused. You looked down.

“Ei...I didn't cheat on you. My dumbass fell off the ladder and Bakugo caught me...You just walked in at the wrong time,”You muttered. Kirishima sighed. He moved and pushed you into your room, closing the door. You were surprised as he pulled you into his arms. He sighed in relief, clutching you. He closed his eyes.

“Sorry...I'm an idiot.” You sighed and closed your eyes. He squeezed you. “I was stupid...I should've just listened to you.”

“I understand...you were upset. I would've been too.” He buried his face in the crook of your neck. You lifted up on your tiptoes and hugged him back. He sighed.

“I'll listen to you next time...no more running off.”

“You know I would never hurt you like that. Right?”

“Yeah...I know.”

A/N: Exposing yourself? More like you're exposing me lmao I'm only just now getting my natural hair color back and wanna re-dye it rip. Well, I do like this scenario! So let's see. May not be as sad as you wanted.

*I do not own the pictures attached.

Hair Dye and Tears

Bakugo

He sighed, banging on the door again. Kaminari had come and told him that you hadn't left the dorm all day, and had been looking depressed. When Bakugo had tried to confront you, you'd locked yourself in your bathroom, trying to drown everything out.

“Babe, please open the fucking door,”Bakugo called. You sat still on the side of the tub, staring at the floor. Your hands gripped the edge of it, tightening at Bakugo's voice. “Please. Whatever I did or said...I…” He trailed off, not sure what he should be apologizing for. He hadn't argued with you lately. Hadn't picked on you in his usual way. In fact, he'd say your relationship had been smooth sailing for a few weeks. Both of you had been great together, playful in your relationship and spending a lot of time with each other. “I'm sorry…whatever I did, I'm sorry.” He hadn't seen you all day. He was worried about you.

He heard you let out a slow breath.

“I-It wasn't you,”You murmured. Guilt tugged in your chest. He thinks he's the cause...god I'm such an idiot. Bakugo frowned.

“Then...what was it?”

You sighed. He waited for a response, but silence followed. Bakugo banged on the door with his fist once more.

“Tell me what the hell is going on!” You swallowed and closed your eyes.

“F-Fine…” You sighed and took a deep breath. You stood up, pausing as you caught a glimpse of yourself in the mirror. Your hair that had once been h/c was now a deep, dark shade of red. You turned and cautiously unlocked the door. You cracked it open a bit, not even peeking out at Bakugo. He spotted your hand resting on the side of the door and frowned. There was what looked like a stain on the side of your head...almost like a bloodstain. He sucked in a breath.

“Are you bleeding? Did you hurt yourself?”

“No…”you murmured. You looked down. He's going to be disappointed in me. Especially since I let someone's stupid words get to me. Bakugo stared at your hand for a second before he grew impatient.

“Y/N, tell me what the hell is going on or I'm going to get really mad.” You went rigid. You opened the door, blocking your body and head with it. Bakugo blinked and entered the bathroom, pausing as he caught a glimpse of you in the mirror. You looked down.

Silence rang out, almost so deafening you could hardly stand it. Bakugo moved and pulled the door back, looking at you in person rather than the reflection in the mirror. You released the door, drawing your arms to wrap around your torso.

His eyes traced over your hair, seeing the curtain of red. It was enough to be the shade he would say resembled freshly spilled blood. You released a breath. Bakugo reached out, taking some of the dried, dark red locks in his hand. You didn't look up at him. After a moment he let out a short laugh.

“You...dyed your hair?”he asked. You didn't answer him. He'll want to know the reason...I can't tell him. He'll blow me up. Bakugo sighed. “Why did you dye your hair? I thought you liked your natural color.” You couldn't meet his gaze. He reached out, going to tilt your chin up. You jerked, turning away from him. He paused. “Y/N, tell me what's going on? I can't understand what the fuck is going through your head if you don't tell me.” You took a deep breath.

“Some...some of the other students were just…”you trailed off. Bakugo frowned. “They said some things about me…” Bakugo stared at you.

“What things?” His voice was low and calm sounding, though he wasn't calm on the inside. Someone was saying things about you? About his girl? They must have a death wish.

“It doesn't matter…”

“What. Things?”

You swallowed. Bakugo moved, his hands grabbing your upper arms. You looked up at him in surprise. You looked down.

“A lot of different things...like my quirk is lame, and then something about how I was too ugly to be dating you. They...um…”

“How long has this been going on?”Bakugo asked you, his hands gentle on your arms. You looked down and his heart dropped. Anger sparked in him. You had been dealing with this for a while...it was evident on your face. His fingers tightened their grips around your upper arms. You felt tears prick in your eyes and sniffled. “Listen to me.” You swallowed. He shook you a bit, making you look up at him. “Nothing they said was true. Those damn extras aren't important...you're incredibly smart and beautiful, and your quirk is strong enough to make me want you at my side when I become the Number One Pro.” You looked down. He sighed at you.

“Y/N I swear. There's nothing those damn extras can say about you that would be true.”

“They said I wasn't good enough for you…”

“They what?”

“I just...Katsuki...I…”you didn't know what to say. The tears rolled down your cheeks before you could stop them. You looked down. Bakugo pulled you forward.

“Don't cry...please...I promise, you're the only one for me. Those losers...they don't know shit.” You sniffled against him. His fingers laced in your newly dyed hair, his eyes locking on the color as he looked down at you. He let out a slow breath. “I know I don't always tell you how much I love you, but really...Y/N you have no idea.” He squeezed you tight to him. He closed his eyes. “I just….fuck...I can't stand seeing you like this.” You pulled away and he moved, sliding his thumbs to dry your tears. “Come on...I love you. Do you believe me?” His thumbs slid along your cheeks. You slowly nodded at him. He hummed. “Good…”

He moved and grabbed some of your hair.

“Now as for this…” You let out a nervous laugh. Bakugo had to admit he liked seeing the new color of your hair in his hands. His mind trailed to other images--your hair spread across his pillow in the mornings, or tickling his face when you leaned in for a kiss. Styled up in that cute way you did for your hero costume.

“Y-yeah...it looks kinda stupid, huh?”you murmured. You looked down. Bakugo laughed once and shook his head. You looked up at him in surprise.

“Not at all. Did I ever tell you, I have a thing for redheads?"

Kaminari

Kaminari stood still, leaning against the bathroom door in your dorm. It had been hours since you'd gone in there and locked the door, a panic attack because of finals driving you to blockade yourself and ignore your boyfriend. He had a solemn look on his face, worry for you tugging through his entire body. Kaminari turned, gently placing his hand on the door.

He knocked lightly twice.

“Y/N? It's been a while...why don't you let me help you out?”He asked. You looked down at your lap. You were sat on the edge of the tub, finally having calmed down after doing something you would probably regret: dying your hair from h/c to a bright, pastel blue shade. Kaminari closed his eyes. “Baby please...I'm worried about you and I want to help.” You let out a slow breath before standing. You unlocked the door and cautiously opened it, peeking out of the little crack. Kaminari gave you a careful smile, hoping you would open the door more.

You finally did and his eyes shot wide open. His eyes were locked on your hair, framing your face in the way it always did. Only...it was blue instead of the h/c shade it had always been. Kaminari let out a breath of surprise.

“Holy fuck…” you looked down.

“I know, it's--”

“Babe, you're so hot right now, why didn't you do this before?” You stiffened in surprise, looking up at him. He reached out, a smile wide on his face as he took some of your hair. He twirled it around his finger. “Wow...it really is incredible…”

“I-incredible? Baby this is a disaster! I lost my shit and colored my hair an insane color, and now i look hideous and--”your voice was steadily rising. He could see you were about to have yet another panic attack. He quickly cupped your cheeks, making you pause.

“I'm sorry I couldn't help you with your panic attack…” Your hands touched his as he lowered and pressed a kiss on the top of your nose. “I don't think this is a disaster.” He moved, kissing your cheek. You frowned. “You could never be hideous with a face, a personality, a heart, and an overall beautiful soul like yours.” He pressed a kiss on  your other cheek. He rose up once more. “And this color is...perfect on you...and you're perfect.” He lowered and pressed his lips over yours. You closed your eyes, melting into his kiss. His tongue slid into your mouth and you hummed, letting him lead you in a kiss. After it broke, he let out a short breath. You slowly opened your eyes, blinking at him, almost in a daze. His thumb slid across the tops of your cheeks.

“Everyone has moments when they're stressed or upset...when people help you through it, it makes everything better.” You gazed at him silently. He moved and brushed your nose with the top of his. “Please rely on me more...I'll calm you down like this every time.” You blushed, your hand touching his knuckles on one of his hands.

“Every time?”you repeated. He hummed.

“Okay..”

Kirishima

Kirishima shoved his hands in his pockets as he stood outside the bathroom door. He was waiting for you to come out after having been in the bathroom for hours. Kaminari had told him about the things that had been said about you. See, you were a little thicker than most girls, but not enough to be unhealthy or fat. It was just your natural shape.

And those girls had called you fat and ugly.

He couldn't hear anything from his side of the door, meaning it had finally gone silent. You'd finally stopped crying, and whatever water you had had running was off. Kirishima was staring silently. He sighed, deciding to talk.

“Y/N...can I come in.”

“It's unlocked…” He paused and opened the door, entering quietly. He jolted in surprise as he saw you. The room smelled of hair dye, something he was familiar with since he dyed his regularly. His eyes were locked on you as you moved about the bathroom. You were cleaning up the tub that had hair dye in it, and your hair was wrapped in a towel.

“You...dyed your hair?”He murmured. You didn't reply. He swallowed. “Why?” You glanced at him.

“I wanted a change from being ugly and fat...I can't control those things, but I can control my hair.” You looked back down, pushing yourself to stand up. “I've been thinking of doing it for a while anyway.” His eyes watched you. You were talking in a low voice, indicating you were still going through something.

“Baby, you're not ugly or fat.” You moved past him to the mirror. You looked at yourself silently, your brows furrowing. Would it look bad? Would you be uglier? “Those girls...they're stupid.”

“It doesn't matter if they are or not...they said those things and I've heard them before. So doesn't that mean it's true?” Kirishima sighed.

“You...won't listen to me about this, will you?” You looked down, staying quiet. “Then the only thing I can do is make you listen.” You looked at him in surprise. Kirishima moved, turning you towards him. You stayed silent as he moved and undid your towel, letting your hair tumble free from it. His eyes went wide. Your h/c hair was now stained black, as dark as his was naturally. Kirishima let out a slow breath. The black looked perfect with your e/c eyes. He gently reached out and took a strand in his hand. He held it between his fingers, looking at the color. “Let me dry it for you.”

You gave him a surprised look.

“What? Why?”

“Because I want to help you...and show you that you're beautiful. I liked your normal hair, and you've never been fat…but the black looks…” His eyes slid to yours. You gazed at him quietly before nodding and letting him help you.

He brushed it and dried it, taking his time as you sat in a chair in front of him. His fingers were gentle as they combed through your hair. When he said he was done, you looked in the mirror, gazing at your new dark hair. He stood behind you, gently moving to brush some of your hair to the side.

“Beautiful as always.”

You turned and gave him a surprised look. His fingers spread out over your cheek.

“Y/N...I know you're hurting right now. I know you're lost, and you thought dying your hair would ground you…” You gazed at him. He cupped your cheek. “But next time, ask me for help.” You frowned and looked down.

“I just didn't want to bother you…”

“I'm your boyfriend. It's my job to listen to problems and help you dye your hair. Next time, I don't care if you don't wanna talk...just don't shut me out like this please.” You looked back up at him. He sighed. “You're someone I can't stand seeing hurt like this.” Tears stung in your eyes and you looked down. You sniffled and closed your eyes, putting your face in your hands as tears spilled down your cheeks. Kirishima let out a slow breath and pulled you forward as you cried. He pressed you to his chest, his fingers lacing in your hair.

“I'm sorry…”

“Don't be sorry for anything.”

“But I am…”

“Why?”

“I just shut you out...I--”

“Shh...I understand.” You curled into his chest, glad for his warmth. “I love you, Y/N. Don't forget that.”

Dabi

Dabi slammed his hand into the door. Shigaraki had been on his ass about you trapping yourself in the bathroom for the past three hours and he was finally sick of that. Not just that, though, he was annoyed that you weren't with him. You were almost always at his side, annoying him even though he didn't mind it. You had gotten close to him as you started dating him, and he kind of missed you there today.

“Let me in or I'll burn the door,”he growled. After a minute, the door opened. He paused. Your usual bright and happy self had changed. Your eyes, as e/c and bright as they were had dulled considerably, enough for his own eyes to widen. Your face, that normally bore a happy smile, was lacking any emotion, almost dead seeming. “Y/N…” But that wasn't the most surprising thing. Your hair, which had once been h/c, was now a deep, dark purple. His breath caught in his throat. “Y/N...what did you do?”

You looked away. Dabi frowned.

“Y/N, answer me.”

“Today, Shigaraki's mission for me…”You breathed. Your hand curled up on the door frame. “Have you ever killed a child?” Dabi paused. He had killed plenty...just not children. You stayed still. “The kill list he gave me today...was full of children.” You clenched your jaw. Dabi was silent. “I...tried to refuse but he…” You touched your neck. Dabi paused as he saw small red scratches there. He knew almost immediately. Shigaraki had held your neck and threatened you with death if you tried to refuse. Your eyes stared forward. “Five children. Why...Why would anyone want…?” Your voice broke.

Dabi was quick, pushing you into the bathroom and shutting the door, locking it. He pulled you into his arms. His hands slid through your hair.

“Shh…”

“I can't believe I…”

“Don't try to think about it too much…” You clutched at his jacket, shaking. His eyes closed and he rested his chin on the top of your head.

“I can't do it anymore...I should've let him kill me.”

“Don't say things like that.”

“But I--”

“We'll leave.” You paused, your eyes widening. You swallowed.

“L-leave?”

“I've been thinking about it. This life...it doesn't suit you.” You stayed still. His arms tightened around you. “I've forced you into this life...we'll leave. I'll sneak you out, and you can get a place away from here...where it's safe.”

“But you--”

“I'm coming too. We'll do it.” You pulled away. He sighed and brushed your hair out of your face. “No more killing...no more of you being this way.”

You looked down.

“But Shigaraki...and the others…”

“Don't worry about them…”

You swallowed. He slid his thumb over your cheek. You closed your eyes.

“I can't stand seeing you this way ever again.”

“Okay,”You whispered. He lowered and brushed his lips over yours.

A/N: Overprotective boyfriends? Hell yes. Kaminari and Kirishima as the protectors? FUCK YEAH. This just couldn't be a better scenario! Here it is!

*I do not own any pictures

Warnings: cussing, violence, offensive statements, contains a graphic scene

TRIGGER WARNING

Kirishima

You stuffed your hands in your pocket as you walked. Your entire body was tense with nervousness, but you were bubbling happily. Though normally he would've just texted you to meet him, your boyfriend, Kirishima, had sent you a note to meet him at the garden of the dorms. It had said he'd had something important to tell you, and you were eager to hear it.

As you rounded one of the large hedges, you spotted a person standing by the fountain with their hood up. You smiled and walked over fast.

“Ei-”you started. They turned and you paused. A wicked smile spread across the strangers face.

“Hello, L/N. Looking for someone?” You went rigid.

“U-um...sorry...I thought you were someone else…”

“Kirishima, perhaps?” You blinked.

“How did...how did you know that?” You heard footsteps moving around you. You turned, looking in surprise as others started to surround you. You swallowed, fear striking inside you. “W-what…”

“Oh I'm sorry dear, you have no idea what's happening, do you? It's called a set up.” You looked at the person in surprise. They started to take steps closer to you. “Listen, L/N. We're tired of a little villain like you thinking they can go to our school like it's nothing.”

“V-Villain?”You asked. You paused. Right….your quirk. It was a pretty dangerous one, strong enough to be considered something a villain might use. Some would say it would suit villainous intentions better than what you intended on using it for. Your lips pressed into a thin line before you spoke. “I'm not a villain..” The person sighed and shook their head.

“See that's where you're wrong. We'll make you understand,”they told you. You went rigid.

“Make me?”

“We won't kill you...but until you admit the truth, we're going to beat it into you.” Your eyes went wide. You turned to run, finding the others blocking your way. You were surprised to feel one of the people swing a metal bat into your stomach. You gasped for air, doubling over and clutching your stomach. More swings came, one after the other. You were knocked to the ground, kicks and punches hitting you when the bats didn't. Blood spewed from your mouth, littering the ground.

Tears leaked down your cheeks. Your body throbbed. You moved to cover your head as they went to hit it. Feeling your fingers breaking from the impact of the bat, a scream burst from your lips. You cried hard.

“Eijiro…”you moaned in pain. You hoped he would spontaneously come around the corner or something, though chances of that were slim to none. You coughed up more blood, trying to breath.

“Now fucking admit it,”the leader growled at you. You cried as they yanked you up by your hair. Your hands weakly rose to grab at their wrist. “Admit you're a bratty little villain...admit you don't belong at U.A..” You couldn't get the words put, tears and blood dripping down your face. Your fingers on your hand ached at the break and you dropped that hand.

Kirishima knocked on your door, hoping to see you since you hadn't been down for dinner. When no answer came, his brows pinched together. He knocked again. Uraraka peeked her head out of the dorm.  

“Kirishima?”she asked. He turned. He pointed at your door.

“She's not answering,”he replied. He scratched the back of his neck. “Sorry for the noise…”

“Um...aren't you supposed to be with her right now?”Uraraka asked. Kirishima blinked. He frowned. “She said you sent her a note to meet her in the garden.” Kirishima paused as he heard her say that. He went rigid suddenly, remembering a conversation he'd heard that morning.

*Flashback*

“You wrote the note?”a guy asked his friend.

“Yeah...we'll meet in the garden before, so we can sneak up on her.”

“And then?”

“That little villain will get what's coming to her.”

*End Flashback*

“Send Aizawa to the garden!”Kirishima told Uraraka fast. Uraraka jolted, realizing that something must be wrong. Kirishima took off, heading to find you fast.

You were tossed down to the concrete again, wincing ss you bounced painfully.

“Say it, bitch!” Tears stung your eyes. Another kick to your ribs sent you crying out in pain, flopping over. Another kick. “Fucking say it!”

“N-no…”you rasped. Anger sparked in the person. They swung their foot back for a kick again. You grabbed at their foot as it connected with your stomach. They cussed, trying to pull from you. One of the others grabbed your hair, yanking it back hard. You cried out. Someone swung at you with their bat again and it connected with your left ankle. You screeched in pain.

“Guess this bitch still hasn't learned her lesson! You'll see you, villainous bitch! Sooner or later you'll cave!”

“Eijiro...Eijiro…”you sobbed as their assault continued.

“What the hell's going on here?!”a voice shouted.

“Shit, let's get out of here!”

The group ran off, leaving you on the ground. Kirishima managed to catch one of them, breaking their nose and knocking them unconscious with his quirk activated. They fell to the ground away from You. You let out sighs of pain mixed with relief as the others left you alone. Footsteps rushed to you.

“Y/N...Y/N...Shit, I'm so sorry…”Kirishima breathed. You looked up at him from the ground. He crouched beside you fast, moving to touch you. You winced as his hand brushed your face. “Fuck look what they've done to you…” His eyes watered.

“D-Don't cry...I'm just a little banged up is all…”You coughed at him. He shook his head at you, looking you over.

“Fuck...fuck, baby I'm so sorry! I should've texted you earlier…” You shook your head slightly. You went to sit up, wincing and gasping in pain. Kirishima jolted fast.  “Don't move! I had Uraraka send Aizawa...he should be here to help any minute now.” You closed your eyes, sighing at him. His hand moved to grasp yours and you cried out as he jostled your broken fingers. He released you fast. You slid your other hand to take his.

“S-sorry...they busted my fingers…” he ground his teeth.

“When I fucking find those bastards…” his eyes slid to glare at the one he'd knocked out. Your hand lightly squeezed his. He looked at you. “I heard then telling you you were a villain...you're not.”

“I know…”you breathed. He moved, drawing your hand up and running his fingers over the back of it. He pressed a kiss to it and you closed your eyes.

“I'll fix you up...I'll take care of you. And they'll never touch you again.” You hummed, feeling exhausted. Kirishima paused. “Keep your eyes open...talk to me.” Footsteps approached.

“What's happened here?”Aizawa asked, pausing as he spotted you injured and on the ground. His eyes slid to the broken nose of the other guy, blood leaking down his chin. Aizawa walked over and crouched down to you. “I can't condone if you were fighting, L/N.”

“I wasn't...they tricked me…”

“Tell me how.”

Kaminari

You sighed and stood still, waiting for Kaminari to finish up talking with Aizawa. You had your phone out and weren't really paying attention to your surroundings. After a moment, a voice was heard beside you.

“Hey cutie.” You looked over and frowned. Three unattractive guys were standing there. The one who had spoken flashed a grin. “You here alone?” You rolled your eyes and ignored them, turning to look back at the door. Your eyes returned to your phone again fast.

“Hey, it's rude to just ignore him like that,”one of his friends huffed. You ignored them too, frowning. He let out an annoyed noise. “Hey!”

"Fine, I won't ignore you then,”You replied. You moved and crossed your arms, clicking your phone screen off. You looked at them. “I'm not interested. Now go away.” You moved and clicked your phone on again. The phone was snatched from You. You glared and went for it, and they snickered, dangling it above you. You jumped for it.

“Damn you were right bro, she's got nice tits.” You jolted and quickly crossed your arms over your chest protectively.

“Hey! Give me my phone back!”

“Only if I can put my number in it, baby.”

“Fuck no, I have a boyfriend. Leave me alone and give my phone back!”

“I'm 10 times better than whatever loser you're dating,”he hissed. His friends laughed in agreement. He held your phone away from you again as you reached for it. “Come on baby, why not give me a try.”

“I already told you I--”

He interrupted you by shoving you back against the wall, his hand slamming beside your head. His friends paused.

“Hey...um…”one of them mumbled.

“Shut up,”the guy growled. His friends fell silent. “You're going to give me your number, one way or another.” You stiffened, leaning against the wall away from him. “And you're going to date me and leave your boyfriend.”

“Dude…”

“Didn't I say to shut up?” You swallowed.

“Get away from me and return my phone.”

“Or what?”

“Or I'll have you expelled.”

“Bullshit. There's no way you have the kind of influence or power to do that.” You went rigid. He was right. You couldn't do that. You moved and tried to skip away from him. His knee shoved to the walk between your legs, pinning you. “Come on. Whaddya say?” The door slid open and Kaminari stepped out. His eyes quickly found you pressed to the wall and he acted fast. He grabbed the guy and shoved him off.

“The fuck is your problem, man? Back off!”Kaminari hissed. The guy narrowed his eyes at him. Kaminari glared back, standing protectively in front of you.

“What's your deal bro?”

“This is my girlfriend and you're fucking with the wrong guy because I'll kick your ass into next week.” The boy paused. He frowned at Kaminari.

“I'd like to see you try. This bitch isn't worth the beating you'll receive.”

The air prickled around you and you knew Kaminari was getting really pissed. He walked towards the boys.

“Oh really?” The guy and his friends all went rigid, fear sparking in their faces. You stiffened. You reached out and gently grabbed his hand. Your arm shot with electricity as his quirk activated against his control. He quickly paused and stopped, seeing your hair starting to fluff up a bit.

“Babe…”

“Let's just go, Denki...okay?”you murmured. He frowned at you. You slid your fingers through his. “Please? I don't want you to get I'm trouble...we'll just report them to Aizawa…” He sighed at you. The two of you started as he reluctantly turned to pull you down the hall. Kaminari sent the boys one more dangerous look before they turned fled. You sighed as you walked. “Denki, you didn't have to scare them like that.”

“Yeah I did. You're my girl, you don't deserve that treatment.” You smiled at him gently and squeezed his hand. He was still pissed and you could tell it was melting away as you pressed your palm to his. He moved and kissed your temple, sighing. “You could've just called for me.”

“And face Aizawa's wrath? I think the fuck not."

A/N: Oddly specific? I love that, it helps me when writing. Hm, so you said platonic OR romantic but, I'm feeling generous so I'll give you BOTH. (Plus I can't decide).

Platonic Kiri

"Wow, so that healing thing comes in handy, huh?"Your best friend, Kirishima, said as you two were walking to class. You had tripped down the dorm steps that morning and felt your wrist was broken before you could even think that much about it. Kirishima and you continued down the hallway. You were turning your wrist over, examining the bone that had started healing automatically.

"Yeah, sometimes,"You told him. You frowned and paused, looking at your hand.

"Hm? What's wrong?"Kirishima asked. You stayed silent for a minute as your fingers slid up and down your wrist, feeling around.

"Damn, one sec,"You told him. Kirishima blinked in surprise as he watched you fumble around your wrist.

"What are you--AH HOLY SHIT!" He watched as you pulled your wrist at an odd angle and he heard it physically snap. He clapped his hand over his mouth in horror. "What the hell, Y/N/N?!" You looked at him in surprise. You looked back down at your wrist that was healing the right way now. Really, Deku was the only one who had seen you do this before, so to watch you break a bone was probably shocking to Kirishima. You hummed and waited until it was healed before rotating your wrist.

"Perfect."

"PERFECT?! THE HELL?!" You looked at your best friend who was still freaking out. You laughed a little.

"Listen, my quirk does come in handy sometimes, but sometimes I can't control the healing process really,"You answered. He blinked at you in confusion. His brows were still pinched together as he tried to determine if you were insane. You flopped your wrist around as you felt the bone sitting normally now. "I over-heal sometimes, and in the wrong positions, so occasionally I have to re-break it or it'll be wrong and feel weird. I've gotten used to it, so--"

"That's..."Kirishima trailed off. You stared at him, waiting for his response. "FUCKING METAL!" You stiffened. You paused. Your brows pinched together.

"Metal or mental?"

"Metal! You're so tough and strong--that's so manly! Gah, what I wouldn't kill for a quirk like that!" You blinked at him. He waved his arms around. "Come on! We gotta show Kaminari! And Bakugo! And Sero! And Mina! And--"

"Wait, wait, I don't just break bones on purpose, what the hell?"

"Come on, I just saw you! And it doesn't hurt right?" You gave him a dumbfounded look.

"Doesn't hurt? You're an idiot,"You sighed. He pouted at you. You sighed and crossed your arms. "It hurts alright, I'm just used to the pain. If it was you I bet you'd cry like a baby." He huffed.

"Don't be mean! So you won't show our friends?"

"I mean, I guess if you want to."

"HELL YEAH!"

Romantic Kiri

Kirishima ran over to you, panicking. You'd just taken a fall down the school steps and now your ankle was twisted at an awkward way. You groaned, sitting up.

"Oh my god! Babe, are you alright?!"Kirishima exclaimed. His hands came around your shoulders. He looked you over for other injuries besides your ankle. "Sh-Shit we've gotta get you to Recovery Girl." You lightly brushed him away. You sighed as you stared down at your ankle, waiting for it to heal. "Come on, Y/N, let me help--what are you doing? Don't touch it!" Kirishima watched in horror as you broke your healed ankle again, letting out a small squeak of pain. "Y/N! HOLY SHIT!"

"Relax, love, don't you remember what my quirk is?"You asked, breathing hard. The rush of pain was slowly going away. He looked at you in confusion. You sighed. "I heal a lot faster than normal people."

"If that's the case why break it again?!"

"Because I had to set it back in place. It should be fine now, it’s not a big deal you know--"

“NOT A BIG DEAL?! What the hell do you mean by that?!”He hissed. You stiffened at his yelling. You blinked in surprise. 

“Well, I mean, if I can heal, it’s not bad if I break something or hurt myself, right? They grow back stronger too, so--”

“That’s muscles not bones!”

“So?” Silence filled the air. Kirishima gave you a hard look and moved. 

"We're still taking you to Recovery Girl!"Kirishima hissed. You made noises of protest as he picked you up, not letting you walk. You sighed.

*****

"Are you still mad at me, Babe?"You asked. Kirishima didn't answer as you walked back to the dorms. You sighed, tightening your hold on your school bag. He hadn’t talked to you since Recovery Girl checked the bone over and confirmed that you’d reset it in the right place. You knew Kirishima was mad, but part of you just couldn’t figure out why. You lagged behind him a little as he stalked forward, anger making his shoulders tense. "Babe?" Kirishima clenched his jaw. You frowned. You sighed and hurried up to him, grabbing his arm. "Ei--" He knocked you off of him and you stiffened in hurt. He realized what he did and his face fell.

"I'm sorry...I just..."He sighed. Kirishima moved, pulling you into a warm hug. You stayed still. "You know, it's really dangerous that you treat that kind of thing like it's nothing. I know you're used to healing but...I worry about you. I don't want you getting hurt, or injured, and seeing you just brush injuries like that off....what if you'd damaged your ankle permanently?"

“Yeah but you treat your injuries like that--”

“Because any real injuries I get have to go deeper than my quirk. You know that, Y/N.” You huffed. His grip tightened on you.

“I just...please. Please be more careful? You’re...more delicate than me, even if you can heal yourself with ease. You can get very hurt, and there will be moments when your quirk won’t work as well on you. I just want you to be careful.” Your eyes softened as you held onto him. You closed them, grabbing onto his uniform jacket.

"I'm sorry, Ei,"You murmured. He let out a warm breath, relaxing a little. You leaned into him, closing your eyes. "I'll try to be more careful, okay?"

"Okay..."

"What do you say we go back and cuddle?"

"Deal."

A/N: I’m glad you love my writing! I love this idea, so lets see if I can do this without butchering it? Sorry if it sucks, I really tried hard! (Also, 10/10 I'm not that good with Deadpool stuff but I wanted to do this so I actually researched about his powers :) As I found out it takes time to heal his injuries, I DID change this up a bit(sorry) to where the female reader would heal faster and pretty much like right after an injury occurred. Cuz I asked my crush(he loves Deadpool) and he said that it takes Deadpool time to heal)

Warnings: Cussing

The first time Kirishima saw your quirk in action, he had been amazed. You were all out on a team lesson, training and sparring against Class 1-B.

"SHIT! L/N WATCH OUT!"someone shouted. You turned and jolted in surprise as you spotted a sharp looking metal rod falling towards you. You tried to move out of the way, but the rod caught your hand, going clean through your palm and sinking in to the ground beside where you stood, effectively yanking you back as you'd tried to run away. You hissed in the sudden pain, looking at the rod. Your classmates screamed in shock, all gasping. You sighed in annoyance. Not many had really seen your quirk in action, so this was probably about to weird them all out. You looked up at them, not freaking out. "Fuck, someone go get Aizawa!" Kaminari took off after Bakugo yelled. Kirishima ran over to you.

"Fuck...FUCK!"He hissed. He put his hands on his head, trying not to look at your hand that was stuck by your side, the metal rod piercing through your hand and down to the ground beside you. "Oh man, okay, okay, don't panic...we'll just--why aren't you panicking?" You looked at your friend and sighed.

"Kiri. Step back,"You told him calmly. Your hand was stinging with pain, but it wasn't too bad. The others had come over to you. "I'm fine guys--" They all crowded. Anger sparked in you. "WOULD YOU ALL BACK OFF?!" They quickly did as you said. You sighed. "You all wanted to see my damn quirk so bad right? Well. Here you go." They watched in horror as you yanked the metal rod out of the ground with your hand still connected. You turned. "Hold this end." Bakugo, who you had turned to, leapt back in disgust, looking away from your hand. You sighed and turned, the other students stepping away. The 1-B students were keeping their distance too. You finally looked at Kirishima. He reluctantly stepped up, holding the end that was slick with your blood.

“I’ll help...”He murmured. You stared at him for a moment before nodding once. You moved and put your hand on the other end of the rod, flexing your hand. 

"Wait, you're not going to--"Tsu exclaimed.

"Shit wait!"Bakugo shouted as you moved. The sounds of your other classmates either puking or screaming as you ripped your hand the rest of the way down the rod rang out. Kirishima dropped the rod in shock.

"Oh my god...L/N..."

You held your hand up, your eye peeking through the hole in your hand.

"Clean through,"You commented, a little glad. More puking ensued, but whoever was able to stomach looking at your hand watched in shock. It looked like....

Was your skin sewing itself back together????

You wiped the blood off your hand and showed them the pink circle of where the rod had been moments ago. Your eyes didn't raise to look at everyone, focused on the fading pink of your skin. Some of the students were looking at you in disgust, and even though you hadn't looked up, you could feel it. You couldn't blame them. Seeing that in person was kind of...disturbing. You were lucky you hadn't just grown a finger back in front of them, they might've actually ran away from you. You crossed your arms, wrapping around your torso. Silence hung in the air. Aizawa had come over and you simply showed him your hand was fine, making him think Kaminari had gone insane. As Aizawa sighed while you turned your hand over in front of him, a voice spoke.

"What kind of freaky ass quirk is that?"A voice spoke. All eyes turned to the owner, where you saw Monoma. You didn't look at him. He laughed. "That's disgusting. Seriously. I'm kind of curious, if we cut off your head would it grow back? Sick." His laughter filled the air. You stared at the ground. You lowered your hand, trying not to acknowledge his words. But Monoma...well, he just kept talking. "I'm honestly not even sure if I can eat when we get back to the dorms now, that's super gross. I mean, what quirk allows someone to just heal wounds miraculously like that? Ew."

"Why don't you shut the hell up?!"a voice shouted. You jolted, looking over at Kirishima. Your eyes went wide. He was glaring at Monoma, his quirk activated at his hands. You went rigid in surprise. "I don't see you with a cool quirk like hers! Can you imagine the possibilities with her quirk? She can literally survive anything! You'd be in the hospital for weeks if that had been your hand. So shut the hell up!" Kirishima looked over at you. You were even more surprised as a big grin spread over his face. "That was manly as hell! What else can you do?" Your eyes were wide.

"U-Um--" Kirishima grabbed you by the shoulders, getting close to you. Your eyes went wide.

"Can you regrow limbs? Do you get super speed? Super strength?"

Your face turned red as he held you still. Kirishima paused, seeing that you were blushing about him holding you like that. He quickly released you, laughing nervously, his own face tinted red. He scratched the back of his neck.

"Ah-hah...sorry, I may have gotten excited. I just...that's super awesome! I want to know all about your quirk!"He exclaimed. You blinked as silence filled the area and you realized that the others were waiting for you to elaborate on your curious quirk.

"Yeah...regrowing bones and mending broken ones takes time, but I can regrow limbs...and I guess I'm a bit stronger than the average girl?"You were nervous as you answered this. Kirishima grinned.

"That's so cool!" You were surprised when Bakugo chimed in.

"Tch, it's disgusting to watch, but I guess it would be beneficial,"Bakugo admitted. You blinked. Was that a compliment? Sort of? Your other classmates also chimed in with a bunch of agreements and compliments. There were a few questions, but you were happy to answer them all, though you had expected a different reaction.

It was after that moment that you started getting closer to the students of 1-A(and some from 1-B who had witnessed your super awesome quirk). And not only that...Kirishima was around you even more now that he knew you had a cool quirk. For some reason, though, he would get mad if you got hurt. Even as he would watch your cuts and scrapes sew themselves back together, he would tell you that you should be more careful.

"Just because you're invincible doesn't mean you're invincible..."

"Kiri that made zero sense,"You laughed at him. He sent you an annoyed look mingled with his concern. He watched as your palm, that you had split open when chopping vegetables, slowly mended itself back together like always. He held your hand still in both of his, his eyes trained on it. "What, not letting go until it's healed?"

"You know, you can't just keep going and getting yourself hurt like this."

"What, are you grossed out from watching it?"

"Never! I just...."

You looked up at him, connecting your eyes with his. You frowned.

"You just what?"You asked. He sighed at you. You were surprised as you saw his face grow into a concerned and soft expression. For some reason, your heart was pounding like crazy. Why was it doing that? You mentally screamed at yourself for that reaction. Kirishima's eyes traced over your face. He sighed and turned away.

"Never mind...that's not manly and it's weird..."

"Huh? No, Kiri, what's up?"You asked, grabbing his hand as he turned to walk off. He tried to pull from you and you tightened your hold. "Kiri, you just what?"

"I just really care about you, Y/N/N,"He mumbled. Your eyes went wide in surprise at his answer. He turned and looked at you. Kirishima's face went red and he quickly looked away. "S-See I told you it was weird--!"

"I care about you too,"You told him fast, interrupting him. His eyes widened and he looked at you fast. Your own face was red, but not enough to match his hair yet. You swallowed. "I do...I..." You looked down. Kirishima's eyes traced over your face for a moment before he surprised you. You felt his hand that you weren't holding gently reach out and tilt your chin up. Your eyes went wide as his lips pressed to yours.

When the two of you broke your kiss, you both matched his hair in redness equally. When he finally spoke, his voice was rough.

"So....you...feel the same?"He murmured. You looked up at him in surprise, huffing.

"If I didn't that kiss would've earned you a slap." He snorted at you.

"Of course you would do that."