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Bitter Work: Spin-Off.

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Bitter Work

Yandere! Eijirou Kirishima x GN! Reader.

Warnings: Non-Con, yandere themes, mentioned kidnapping, sexual themes, smut, penetrative sex, somnophilia, exhibitionism.

Summary: Request:

Hey do you think you can write about kirishima and his darling from bitter work? I’m curious about them

W/C: 800+

A/N: Made this a self-insert for readers despite it being a spin-off.

You keep your hand over your mouth to continue to suppress your noises. This wasn’t the first time and it certainly wouldn’t be the last, you weren’t even sure what to feel anymore. Ever since the first time Kirishima forced himself on you, you would always freeze stiff in fear, he kidnapped you and ranks quite high within the pro heroes, you didn’t know what he was capable of, so you simply settled for not doing anything.

Your silence and lack of movement convinced him that you were simply shy in sexual situations, as well as nearly everything else given how little you spoke. The first few times, your mind was too filled with fear and anger at feeling so vulnerable and unable to do anything, because in truth, what could you do? The fear occupied your mind enough to keep you from feeling anything, but as time progressed and he continued to have the same sexual activities with you, you slowly started to grow accustomed to them.

After a while, there was always some reassurance that he never hurt you with anything other than penetration, never hit you, grabbed onto you too hard or verbally abused you. As the fear of your pain increasing dissipated, you were left with nothing to distract you from his movements against your body as well as being unable to deny yourself that he knew what he was doing, he knew exactly how to treat your body to give you immense pleasure. Pleasure that you didn’t want.

A tear manages to leak through your squeezed-shut eyes as you remain on your side, facing toward the blank tv with Kirishima behind you, spooning you with an arm over your waist to keep you against him while thrusting into you at a steady pace on the living room couch. Your eyes roll to the back of your head with your lips parting to let out a muted moan at the next orgasm he forces out of you, your body finding undeniable pleasure in him.

Following your release, you hear the familiar groan coming from behind you before feeling your insides quickly flood in his thick cum as his body relaxes against your trembling frame. You feel him smile as he traces kisses along your shoulder up the side of your neck with your eyes squeezing tighter. “You serious? I sleep on that couch.” You hear another thick voice speak, having your eyes widen.

“Sorry Bakugou, we didn’t make it to the bed.” Your kidnapper apologizes without looking at him or even growing concerned enough to cover your naked body, continuing to smile against your skin instead. Bakugou grunts in return and leaves to his room upstairs, wanting to rest after his hero work, ignoring the look of terror in your eyes.

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“I’ll be home soon, okay?” Kirishima assures, cupping your face in his hands while you stare down with slightly wide eyes, always stuck in between your fight or flight instinct whenever he touched you. He moves to press a kiss to your lips to which you subconsciously move back from where you’re standing with him at the doorway. “Aw, there’s no need to be shy.” He looks at you lovingly, obvious to your true feelings.

“They’re not shy, dumbass.” Bakugou says from his spot on the same couch you fucked in earlier without taking his eyes off from his phone, being aware of Kirishima's delusional personality. “What are you talking about?” Kirishima innocently asks after a questioning hum. “Just go to work!” He nearly shouts, still refusing to remove his eyes from the screen. “I love you.” Kirishima’s lips successfully capture yours in his, saying his last goodbye’s before finally leaving for his night shift.

You slowly turn to look through your peripherals and see Bakugou staring longingly at the picture of someone you don’t recognize. The almost sad look on his face quickly disappears with him looking over at you with a scowl, making you quickly look back down and rush up the stairs to your ‘room’.

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After hours of trying to fall asleep, you finally feel your eyes starting to give up on you, feeling half asleep how your body is succumbing to exhaustion despite the fear of your captor’s roommate. You miss the sound of the door opening followed by the quiet footsteps towards the large bed where you lay, a few silent thumps of clothes falling on the floor before the feeling of the space behind you dipping completely wakes you.

A pair of soft lips press behind your ear in a kiss with a familiar set of razor sharp teeth gently biting after, a tongue running over the skin while you take notice of the grinding of the stiff length between your ass cheeks, the tip managing to slip under your shirt to drip its precum on your lower back, warning you of a long night.

Day 3: Bakugou Katsuki + Kirishima Eijirou; CNC

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TW: Rape, noncon

WC: 928

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This was kinda fucked up. It was hot but you were still questioning if it was worth it. Rape was wrong and you knew it, but this was very consensual. You had a safe word and you wanted to try things out in the bedroom. That’s why you had this idea that you proposed to them, it was sexy enough for them to agree. 

You were flipped over from your position of being thrown to the bed. You put up a (fake) fight but it was hopeless against two well built heroes. They just picked you up, Bakugou did, as Kirishima stopped you from hitting either of them.

Bakugou had your arms pinned to the side of your head and your struggling legs spread by his own. He ground his knee onto your wet cunt, making it stain your panties. You let out a breathy moan, your face trying to hold up a mad expression, as Bakugou chuckled, “Giving in, Princess?”

You shook your head and bit your lip in order to suppress your moan but with a rough grab to your face, Bakugou pinched your chin down and crashed his lips onto yours. He basically shoved a tongue down your throat, forcing a moan out of you. You forgot for a split second that you had to resist, melting onto his lips for just a moment.

He pulled away with a huff, a string of saliva connecting the two pairs of lips. He smirked wickedly while you glared at him, a jerk from his knee caused you to wince, a whimper escaping you. 

Meanwhile Kirishima palmed himself through his shorts impatiently, “Can’t we just fuck her already?” He whined

Bakugou looked back at you, licking his lips, “Yeah, we should do that”

A string of protests left your mouth contradicting how you actually felt. They lifted you by your wrists and restraining your ankles and adjusted you to be in the middle of the bed. 

Bakugou ripped the pajama shorts you wore, and the panties you need giving a silent promise to buy you another pair of each. Your wetness was enough for him to slip in without preparation knowing it would hurt but you could take it.

Kirishima had revealed his length, stroking it slowly while looking intently at your entrance. Small puffs of breath left his lips in anticipation. His thumb had brushed over his slit, smearing his precum on his tip. He licked his lips and gulped, soothing his dry throat.

Bakugou had moved, you felt his tip prod at your entrance, “What, cat got your tongue?” He taunted. 

You gave him a cold glare, masking the arousal that you felt in your very core, “Fuck off” you spat

He slowly pushed in, enjoying the way your face contorted into feigned discomfort. And maybe it was the fact that you didn’t prep, or the roleplay that got to you, but he felt slightly different, bigger almost. When he reached halfway in you you breathed a sigh of relief, trying not to show any evident sign of pleasure.

“Is it all in?”

The question had stroked his ego, did he really feel good enough, big enough, that barely anything more than half felt like his full length? He grinned and so did Kirishima, bearing his sharp teeth. 

You looked at them suspiciously before realizing what was happening. 

“It’s in, all right-”

You breathed a sigh of relief.

“I’m putting it all in right now!” He huskily exclaimed.

Your eyes widened before you could get prepared. He sheathed himself fully in you, you gasping for air like it had been knocked out of you. Your eyes crossed and rolled back. Your tongue lolled out and the sight of you like this had them both crazy.

Kirishima had saw it too, his hand speeding up. Bakugou growled, pounding into you. Your back arched and Bakugou had taken one of your nipples in his mouth, pulling it between his teeth. Your moans got loud, one hand shooting up to cover your mouth. He got mad, pulling away from your face, making you mewl in pleasure.

You got close and finally reached your high, you clenched and came quickly. Tears pricked your eyes as you clenched around him. Bringing him to his high. 

“Ahh fuck, I’m gonna pump you full of cum. Fuck- I’m really gonna test your birth control huh?” He released in you, you felt his seed fill you up. It was warm and filled you to the brim. 

He pulled out, pushing Kirishima quickly to fuck you, knowing he was edging himself the whole time. Kirishima rushed to enter you, in your blissed out state you moaned at the intrusion. “Aww, Baby, you want us that much”

He brought his hand to your face making you nod, “Aww but that’s different from what you said earlier” he mocked. “Okay, I’m going all out. Be ready”

Almost immediately he thrusted into you. Going at an almost inhuman pace he brought you to your second orgasm. He took in the sight of you fucked into pure bliss. He climaxed way before he thought he would. The slippery-ness of previous cum in you and how tight you were had him releasing in you while you jerked around. 

You felt some seed drip out of you. Kirishima pulled out and Bakugou looked closely at just how filled you were. You were fucked out of your mind, still basking in the after glow. They panted, catching their breath. They then nodded to each other, agreeing to start getting you cleaned up

Eijirou Kirishima x Shy!Reader

Summary: Class 1A goes on a field trip and the bus ride there gets very interesting

Quirk: You can control plants and make them grow from the ground. You need a base through, like a seed or root and you can make it grow from that. You can move it and make it grow bigger and taller than it is (i.e. you can make a flower huge if you wanted to). If overused, you get dizzy and could pass out.

Warnings/Genre: fluff, slight plot change

WC: 1,267

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You were always the quiet type, not one to socialize that much. So, when you got into the most prestigious hero school in Japan, you were so nervous. The first few weeks you wouldn’t talk to anyone, gaining the title of the quiet girl. You did eventually make some friends, through the two girls who first approached you. Uraraka and Ashido. They let you hang out with them and their squads, though you weren’t very close to them, you got along with them just fine.

Midoriya was known to be awkward around certain people and so he knew what it was like for you not to be able to carry much of a conversation, and he saved you every time you stuttered and froze up. Iida liked you as you were very quiet and never caused trouble, you studied and he helped you from time to time. 

Todoroki and you had an okay relationship, you were both quiet but he was able to open up a little more than you and didn’t have as much trouble socializing as you. He helped you in some conversations and told you how to open up a little more but the difference was he was only quiet and you were shy, you thanked him for all his advice though. 

Asui tried to include you in conversations, and she was kind like that. She was quite observant and could see when and when not to bring you up in conversation. Aoyama was self centered and would use that when you wanted to divert attention from yourself. 

All in all, the Dekusquad was very determined to make you comfortable with them and others. The Bakusuad though, they were a different story, as soon as Ashido introduced you to them they immediately tried to get you out of your shell. They always complimented you about how smart and beautiful you were, especially Kirishima and Kaminari, and you always blushed and stuttered when they did. 

Sero was always more kind to you, he respected your boundaries and saved you when you froze up. Kaminari wanted to get you to be more sociable, he was always including you in conversations and constantly raised your self esteem. Bakugou was always rude to everyone, he wasn’t very different to you. He would never compliment you but he wouldn’t insult you as much as everyone else. And to be honest, he would throw hands to anyone who would hurt you. 

Kirishima just wanted to get close to you. He wanted to impress you and make you feel comfortable. He wanted you to be happy in school and you were, because of all your friends. He liked you too, not just as a friend, and his whole squad knew but wouldn’t tell you as they didn’t want you to get embarrassed. They did push him to you and you did enjoy his company. Just his overall energy was very welcoming and fun. 

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You were sitting in lunch with the Bakusquad. They were discussing the upcoming overnight field trip. “Where are we even going?” Kaminari asked.

“To a camp, I heard we’re not even training, we’re just going to have fun!” ashido chirped excitedly

“Tch, why are we even doing this?” Bakugou grumbled,.

“I heard the Principal said each class is having an outing to rest and refresh, just enough to let us do better in training” Kirishima commented

“Ah, to ease the soreness of intense training” You said quietly

“Exactly!” Kirishima beamed at you, excited that you replied to him, normally not talking in conversations.

You smiled back at him as the table were deciding who to sit with on the bus. You went pale, you didn’t like choosing seatmates because you weren’t as close with people as they were to each other. Ashido noticed and asked you, “why don’t you sit with us?” 

“U-uh, sure” you said and continued eating your food. Behind your back Ashido gave Kirishima a look, him blushing, understanding the wordless conversation they had.

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You got in the bus and followed Ashido to the seat, you were about to sit in the seat closest to the door but Ashido sat in the seat two away frm it. It meant you had to sit in between her and someone else. You got nervous as it might be someone who you weren’t close with bu you visibly relaxed when you saw it was Kirishima. He smiled at you, “Is this seat taken?” he asked. You shook your head as he sat next to you. You blushed and looked away, he was so attractive. You had to admit, even if you didn’t exactly have a crush on him, he was someone you liked to spend time with. The only problem being you couldn’t talk to him much without blushing and stuttering. 

He made small conversation with you and you tried to continue it as much as possible but you would occasionally stutter and freeze. He would laugh it off and save you from embarrassment, something you were thankful for. At one point, you yawned, telling him you were gonna take a nap and leaned on Ashido’s shoulder. She let you fall asleep before she looked at Kirishima.

He got scared at the look she gave him as she laughed evilly. He shushed her seeing as you were sleeping peacefully. “She’s a heavy sleeper, don’t worry” She said. She told Kirishima to lift up his arm and straighten it. He did as told, confusion written on his face as other people started to watch to find out what Ashido was up to. 

She shoved you off of her and onto Kirishima. “Mina!” He whisper-shouted. Because of his arm being up, you were laying on his chest. People were laughing at his red face, taking pictures and telling him to wrap his arm around you. He reluctantly did so and you stirred. Everyone went quiet and he panicked, mentally preparing himself for facing your embarrassment. He constructed an apology in his mind as you shifted your body around. You ended up laying your head on the middle of his chest, wrapping your arm around his torso.

A blush erupted in his face, his cheeks getting as red as his hair. You lightly snored in your sleep. His face softened and pulled you to him tightly. He stared at you for a little, everyone finishing up their photoshoot and returning to their conversations. Ashido smiled brightly at him, knowing she did her job, and talked to the person beside her.

Kirishima laid his head on yours, inhaling your sweet scent, the scent lulling him to sleep. God, how he wanted this, he imagined you two being like this, and he wanted to make it happen one day. What can he say, he was head over heels for you. He dreamed about this, cuddling you like this, sleeping with you like this, it was almost perfect.

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You woke up, your eyes still closed as you wondered what you were sleeping on. The scent was comforting, and your arms were wrapped around it, your head was laying on it. It felt great. Then you came to the realization that you were laying on someone. Your eyes shot open and saw a familiar white t-shirt. You looked up, your head forcing Kirishima’s to stop laying on yours. His eyes opened as you both stared at each other, eyes wide. everyone was getting out on the bus and you quickly stood up. 

“I’m sorry!” You said and quickly hopped off the bus, blushing. Oh my god you just slept on Kirishima! You felt weirdly giddy at the thought. Did he enjoy it? Was he even okay with it? He was sleeping on you too so you could only assume yes.

When the class marched forward to where they would be sleeping, you tugger on Kirishima’s shirt to stay behind. Looking at your shoes, your face red, “Um... thanks for letting me sleep on you...” You mumbled

He smiled an rubbed the back of his neck, “It’s alright! It was actually really comfortable...” He said the last part quietly, though letting you hear it. You were both blushing and not looking at each other. A surge of confidence surged through you as you leaned in and gave him a soft kiss on the cheek, “maybe we can do it again on the way back” you suggested and left to catch up to the class. He stood there shocked and blushing, touching the part of his cheek that your plush lips pressed against. He came to his senses and smiled brightly, running up to the class excited to tell his friends what happened.