Can You PLEASE Do A Husband!kirishima Reacting To The Reader And His Son Being Disrespectful Or And Rude

Rockstar boyfriend HC

shinsou hitoshi

only ever wants to invite you to his shows because he's scared of messing up in front of you during band practice.

loves sharing music recs with you and making you playlists based off of your silly moods.

TAPPING ON YOUR BODY!! when you're riding passenger in the car, his hand is going to be glued to your thigh tapping away to whatever song is playing (of course you have aux).

however, whenever you try to tap to the rhythm back on him, he always corrects you because you have "no sense of rhythm."

has a custom guitar pick with your initial on it that he wears on a necklace.

LOVES when you sit in his lap when he's just casually playing guitar at home. he swears it suddenly channels the spirit of jimi hendrix in his fingers and makes him play better.

so sexy at shows. the infinite energy, sweat, messy hair, flashing his happy trail, always winking at you when your eyes meet during the set.

favorite bit to do is pretending that you're a random person he's picking up after the show.

"so...what might your name be, pretty thing? did you see me up there? can i buy you a drink?"

makes the cat try to shred on the guitar every now and then.

ritual of you picking out his outfits and doing his makeup for shows.

"i'm sorry babe, but i can't wear the 'i <3 my girlfriend' shirt for the 3rd night in a row."

SULKS after you catch the drum stick thrown in the crowd, but not the guitar pick he deliberately tried to throw in your direction.

threatening to sell locs of his hair and used underwear online whenever he pissed you off.

bandages his fingers for him whenever he shreds a little too hard.

always showing you the songs he write about you first before releasing it or playing it in front of an audience.

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I do NAWT appreciate u enough omg omg I love u I love ur writing

let’s start appreciating each other!!

you, me, a week long camping trip where we discover the deepest inner secrets of ourselves … 🚬

totally causal btw ^^

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i know ill find you one day .ᐟ

based off of this song

touya todoroki, your beloved childhood best friend, had passed away when you were just eleven. or at least, that’s what you were told. when the incident happened,, when he was assumed dead — you were devastated. he wasn’t just your best friend; he was your partner in crime, your safe place, and most importantly, your first love.

his loss changed everything. in the aftermath, you grew closer to the todoroki family. his mother welcomed you with open arms, holding you through nights when grief crawled into your chest and made it hard to breathe. she understood your pain in a way no one else could. you missed him deeply.

when you and touya first met, he’d confided in you, shared things he hadn’t even told his siblings. the bond had been instant — two broken kids finding comfort in each other’s company. you tried your best to understand the pain his father put him through, even if it was too big for either of you to make sense of. you made it your mission to bring joy into his life, even if just in little pieces. you wanted to remind him what being a kid was supposed to feel like.

but looking back, you both were doomed from the start.

so when it was reported that dabi — the infamous member of the league of villains — was actually touya todoroki... your touya todoroki… the world around you tilted.

you cried. a lot.

some tears were born from grief, others from joy, and many from sheer disbelief. it felt unreal, like someone had ripped open a wound you’d spent years trying to stitch shut.

anxiety coursed through your veins.

was it really him? was he still the same boy you had loved? did he even remember you? what if he was nothing like the touya you knew?

those thoughts haunted you for weeks. it wasn’t until recently that you learned he’d been placed in a rehab facility — something about endeavor pulling strings to lessen his punishment. trying to save his appearance.

truthfully, touya had never stopped thinking about you either. through the years, your memory followed him like a ghost. sometimes soft. sometimes aching. but always there.

he wondered about you often.

did you hate him? had you moved on? what if you didn’t recognize him — what if all you saw now was the monster he became?

but the moment he was cleared and able to return home, the first thing he asked about was you.

when you got the news he was home, you waited. longer than you wanted to. fear kept you stuck in place. anticipation and doubt battled inside your chest every time you thought about seeing him again.

when you finally did, it was nothing short of bittersweet.

his eyes met yours, and they still held that same quiet intensity—the same storm you used to see in them as kids. you ran to him before your mind could catch up, and he immediately melted into you, arms wrapping around your frame like he needed to make sure you were real.

he whispered over and over, “m’ sorry,” and “missed you s’ much,” voice cracking with every word.

it didn’t feel real. and yet, it felt like coming home.

the two of you talked for hours, and it was like no time had passed at all.

of course, the elephant in the room remained — he had become a villain. he had done things you couldn’t ignore. and he feared you'd look at him differently, that you'd be repulsed. but you couldn’t hate him. not even if you tried.

you weren’t going to pretend nothing had happened, but you also weren’t going to hold his past against him. you knew his trauma ran deep, that the pain that turned him into dabi was never his fault to begin with.

all you wanted now was to show him he was still the boy you loved.

you started coming around every day. on some nights, you stayed over — afraid that if you left, you might lose him all over again. he was still hesitant, still unable to believe someone could love him after everything.

but you were patient.

because underneath the pain, the scars, the fire and ash, he was still touya. still your touya.

one night, as you laid beside him, tracing the burns on his arm with the tips of your fingers, he whispered something so soft you almost missed it.

“when i left... i didn’t know where i was going. i didn’t know who i was gonna become. but even back then... i told myself, i know i’ll find you one day. and here you are.”

you blinked back tears and pressed your forehead to his —looking at him like he never stopped being yours.

it wasn’t perfect. there were still doubts. still moments of silence that stretched too long. still nightmares he didn’t talk about and questions you didn’t always ask.

but now that you finally made your way back to each other, you both knew — you were going to be okay.

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hi bloom i js wanna say thank you for always leaving such encouraging comments and words on everything i post 😭😭😭😭 it means a lot to me 😔💕💕💕

hii juno i literally love all of ur works. your writing style is beautifully balanced and fun n u eat down everytime mwah

pls never stop posting or i’ll actually die

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hii seraph!! kiss kiss

i saw that u wanna some more request so i was thinking you could do musical headcanons with the mha boys!

so maybe like do what genre of music/artists they listen to and what instruments (if any) you think they’d play, stuff like that. feel free to add anything else you think fits!

ok that’s all i know you’ll do great bye bye ◝(ᵔᵕᵔ)◜

omg hi this is so fun ! since u didn't specify which ones i did all the mha boys i write for ! hope this is okay ( ≧ᗜ≦)

contains k. takami , s. aizawa , t. todoroki , t. shigaraki , s. todoroki , i. midoriya , t. iida , e. kirishima , k. bakugo , h. sero , d. kaminari , h. shinso

hawks ⋆˚✿˖°

i feel like he listens to megan thee stallion but that might just be because of the edits i've seen of him to her songs

new jeans !!!!!

he def seems like he'd listen to sabrina carpenter ( me too king )

i don't think he'd have time to learn any instruments because of his role as a hero

but maybe after the war he'd pick something up to pass time !!

if he did i feel like he gives acoustic guitar vibes

aizawa ⋆˚✿˖°

i don't feel like he'd listen to music often

i feel like if he did he'd either listen to lofi or older / chill romance songs

like frank sinatra

but again i don't think he'd listen to music often

he would not know any instruments

i just don't think he'd have much interest in it

dabi ⋆˚✿˖°

he'd listen to emo music and other rock / punk / hardcore music

some examples from the music i listen to include :

custer by slipknot

wolf in sheep's clothing by set it off

hero killer by piercetheskies ( kinda funny cuz it references stain in the song LMAO )

my chemical romance in general

i'm sorry he just gives emo kid vibes so bad

i could see him playing either electric guitar , bass , or drums in a quirkless au ( or maybe all three )

shigaraki ⋆˚✿˖°

he seems like he'd listen to entirely alt music

big mother mother enjoyer

or bo burnam

a lot of the hated artists he would listen to

the more experimental / weird the more he likes it

he seems like he'd know how to play those weird keyboards ??? i think it's called a synth ?????

shoto ⋆˚✿˖°

i think he'd mostly listen to classical music

like mozart

half because that's what he listened to as he grew up and also half because he just genuinely enjoys it

also the occasional lofi song

but i also don't think he'd listen to music often

i think he'd know how to play classical piano and cello

because his dad made him learn

izuku ⋆˚✿˖°

idk why but he's giving me 2000s white girl club music

like zara larson ( i just wanna be part of your SYMPHONYYYYYY )

or girly pop kpop groups

or kpop in general

i feel like i could see him being a p1harmony stan

i don't think he'd know any instruments

i feel like he'd want to but he just never got around to learning any

iida ⋆˚✿˖°

another classical music enjoyer

except he just fully enjoys it

i think he'd listen to pop on occasion when his classmates turned it on

but otherwise just classical

i feel like he'd know cello

he just seems like a cello player

kirishima ⋆˚✿˖°

he is definitely a country music enjoyer

that one singing clip of him solidified it for me LMAO

he'd also vibe with pop music, he'd just listen to country more

also gives everyone's recommendations at least one chance

he'd feel so bad if he didn't

i could see him playing some type of guitar !!!

bakugo ⋆˚✿˖°

i think he'd like rap in public

but behind closed doors

the most girly pop you could ever imagine

like i'm talking chappell roan and sabrina carpenter

he's a closeted swiftie

he canonically plays drums and i feel like that's all he'd play

i think he likes them because he gets to hit something without having repercussions if that makes sense

like it's just a good opportunity to get out his anger safely

sero ⋆˚✿˖°

i genuinely think he listens to everything

like listens to them equally too

and he gives people recommendations all the time and every time they're literally perfect

they'd match the person he gave them to PERFECTLY

i think he'd play acoustic guitar !!!

it just fits his vibe so well ( and it would be so hot )

denki ⋆˚✿˖°

my man DEFINITELY listens to girly pop music

and he has ZERO SHAME about it

he will be screaming the lyrics to twice songs proudly

or dancing to sabrina carpenter with you

like he is a PROUD stan

and he canonically plays electric guitar but unfortunately i don't think he would play anything else

but i don't think he'd be a bad singer

like not great but not bad by any means

shinso ⋆˚✿˖°

i think he'd listen to chase atlantic

and the neighborhood

solely because he has the same energy as my friend who listens to them

he also listens to similar alternative artists

and can't forget about the emo music !!!

he too is an emo boy and you can't change my mind

i think he'd play bass and he'd be a pretty good singer !!!!

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GUYS. what do we think about you and sero cutting out hearts from pieces of pink paper and writing insults on them with little hearts doodled all over and then giving them to eachother as an inside joke. sero discreetly slides a pink heart with "you're so stupid you couldn't find yourself in a mirror" and a kissy face doodle scribbled on it and slides it onto your desk during class while looking at anything that isn't you and you cover your mouth to stifle a giggle when you read it. during training you walk up to sero and slam a pink paper heart into his hands that you wrote "im going to beat you to death with hammers" on followed by a doodle of a smiley face and a hammer and then you walk away. he physically can't hide his smile when he reads it. you both keep a pile of every heart insult note you received from the other in one of the drawers in your rooms.

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Head crusher

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Thinking with your heart.

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happy valentine’s day kri 🩷 pls take a rest from the angst tdy !! id like to request “quiet, they’ll hear us..” with my one and only hanta sero, thank u in advance 🙏

authors note - happy late valentine’s day bloom!! <3 we’re taking a long deserved break from the angst!! i’m sorry this took so long, i hope you enjoy it :3

here’s the valentine’s day event, there’s still prompts available!! ⊹. warnings - nsfw content

sero hanta, the guy who sat next to you in your business class. 

that’s all you knew about him, but he knew everything about you. infact, he was obsessed with you. he knew all your classes, he knew your route to your dorm, he knew what drink you’d order at the café down the road whenever you hung out with izuku, and that ticked him off. you had no classes with izuku, and sero knew nothing about izuku, so why were you hanging out with him? 

sero was the biggest perv when it came to you, just you. nobody else had this affect on him, and it drove him crazy. his need to feel you grew stronger everyday, and especially on the days you’d come to class wearing outfits that revealed a little more skin than you’d usually show.

it drove him crazy that you were right next to him and he couldn’t do anything about it. you’d give him the gummiest smile, as he felt his blood flow abandon every single part of his body and shoot down to his cock, he’d manage to give you a small wave, as he tried to pay attention to whatever your lecturer was saying, but all he could think about was his hands snuck down your skirt, your spit pooling out of your mouth as you mewled on his shirt, while he finger-fucked you. 

right after your lecture ended, sero grabbed your hand pulling you towards the janitors closet, no reason given. sure he wouldn’t do anything right, he looked like a respectful young guy, always waving at you, smiling at you in the hallways, offering to carry your grocery bags into your dorm.

somehow. 

always. 

everywhere you were. 

so when you finally reached the janitors closet, and sero placed his lips against yours, why didn’t you push him away? why did you enjoy it? 

you barely knew him, he barely knew you, atleast you thought so. 

“i can’t do this anymore, i need to feel you-“ he panted heavily, his chest heaving as he let out shaky breaths. “sero-what-“

“call me hanta please.” he started “tell me you want this, please tell me you do, if you don’t, it’s fine, we can just pretend this never happened, i’ll change my seat and we can carry-“ you cut him off as you sloppily captured his lips into a kiss, your legs wrapped around his waist as his hand gripped onto your ass while the other pulled his pants down.  

sero finally pulled away, with a pop. he unbuttoned your jeans, letting them drop to your ankles, as he pulled your shirt up just enough to reveal your perked up tits, the ones he dreamed about almost every night since you sat next to him.

thank god for baby tees, he was not about to let a bra get in his way. sero pulled his boxers down, his cock bounced up touching his belly button, you watched pre-cum leak out of the slit, “all yours baby” he murmured as he slid a hand through his messy mullet, you were hungry for it. 

“give me the go-head and i’ll stuff you so good hm?” he caressed your cheek as he lined his cock with your entrance “just be quiet for me baby, can’t let anybody hear those pretty noises you make, they’re just for me” he muttered as he placed a soft kiss to your lips. 

“fuck me hanta-please-“ 

that was all he needed. sero slammed into you, pressing you up against the wall, as your head fell back, your mouth fell open, as he slid in and out of you, pounding you against the wall, right next to your business class. if anybody were close enough you were sure they could hear your muffled moans as sero stuffed himself inside you “been dreaming about this day since you sat next to me in that pretty pink skirt” you brokenly gasped as your eyes rolled back. sero grunted as he grabbed your hand, placing it ontop of your stomach, feeling the bump. “see that? feel how deep i’m in you baby” he let out a groan, as he watched you whimper, “m’ gonna cum!” 

“shhh baby, you don’t wanna let everybody know i’m fucking you that good do you?” 

“hanta!-“

“i got you baby,” your legs tighted around his waist as he held you close, his breath fanning against your neck “cum for me”

and you did, collapsing towards him, as both of you came down from the lasting high. 

he scribbled his number onto your arm after wiping you down and getting you into your clothes, tapping your cheek with two fingers, 

“let me fuck you properly later hm?” 

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I love you MHA and I love you Katsuki and Izuku with all my heart. I hope you continue to be heroes and go on many adventures side by side for the rest of your lives.

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