Kirishima and Bakugou both have a crush on each other but didn't know how to express it. Kirishima soon confesses but Bakugou doesn't believe him he thinks he's lying or a dare, 'No one would ever love a asshole like me.' He thought. Bakugou has to many walls up that it's hard for him. He doesn't want to be heart broken if he ever found out the person was lying. No quirk BakuShima P.S. My writing is not the skill-fullest ACTUALLT THIS IS NOT EVEN SKILL I would not recommend reading this because this sucks ass I recommend really my others stories because their 10 times better and don't have this many plot holes and actually makes sense!!! And other stuff!

Warning ❗smut?❗strong language ❗no quirk none of the pictures used in this fanfic are mine so yah props to creators~ Also I do not own the characters ither they all off of Baku no hero academia a Japanese Anime~

i wrote this when i was a messed up depressed 13 year old... its bad and very triggering. Scott has a past that he has tried to forget, his life never seems to go the way he plans but when he meets a familiar face things seem to get even worse. Why is it always him? As Scott battles between his heart and his head as his life crumbles around him. But will he make the right decision?

bakugou is hunted by the kidnapping and kirishima is right there to help him when things get hard there relationship develops into something filled with trust and caring kirishima gets to see a new side of bakugou a side full insecurities but he's right there to help <3

Kirishima:Alpha Bakugou:omega Kirishima has liked bakugou for a while and plans with his friends at his party to act drunk and say his true feelings to bakugou acting drunk but has fun and later do they know that this is the begging of a forever

EᑕᕼOᒪᗩᒪIᗩ: The repeating of sounds, words, or phrases. People who "echo" may not always be able to communicate effectively. Instead, they may parrot back what they have heard. When asked a question, the individual might repeat the question, but not give an answer. "I know of nobody who is purely autistic, or purely neurotypical. Even God has some autistic moments, which is why the planets spin." ― Jerry Newport, Your Life is Not a Label ᗰᗩTᑌᖇE ᑕOᑎTEᑎT 𝟷𝟾+ If you can't handle, or don't like mature - harsh - adult themes, then please do not read. The following is for mature audiences only. Disclaimer: All publicly recognizable characters, settings, etc. are the property of their respective owners. The original characters and plot are the property of the author of this story. The author is in no way associated with the owners, creators, or producers of any previously copyrighted material. No copyright infringement is intended. (ReddRiot_KB)

🔞ᗰᗩTᑌᖇE ᑕOᑎTEᑎT 18+🔞 Kirishima's past traumas have worn him down into the self-conscious and indecisive man he is today. After years of living in a cycle of abuse, and when his only friend, Katsuki Bakugou, leaves for college across the country, Kirishima has nothing left to live for. 5 years later, Kirishima is pulling himself together with a new best friend/roommate, Denki Kaminari, who has some dirty secrets of his own. When Denki suddenly brings him to a new erotic lifestyle nightclub, Kirishima begins to feel a part of him falling into place. That is until he spots a familiar face in the crowd; a face that after 5 years, makes him start to second guess everything he has ever known. Thinking that he can find safety in submission, Kirishima is dropped into the world of BDSM head first, and right on his knees in front of his long-lost friend, Katsuki Bakugou. (#1 in #bottomkirishima - 08/20/19) (#2 in #master - 09/30/19) (#4 in #bnhaships -08/20/2019) (#10 in #kiribaku - 09/02/2019)

After one of his best friends died, Eijirou tries to learn more about the circumstances of this death. It always comes back to unexpected encounters with his neighbor Katsuki and Eijiro soon finds out that the young man knows more about that death than it initially seemed. While trying to find out more, Eijirou witnesses a bloody crime and soon has to worry about his own life...

3 months of dating and no kiss was ever initiated between the two of us. Hand holding wasn't enough for me, stupid war of hormones couldn't contain the urge to give my boyfriend the love he needed. I want to know how it feel to kiss someone, how it feels to have them tug at your hair, have them pressed against you, and how it feels to be touched with such fire. Bakugo, can I kiss you?

Red /red/ adjective 1. A color at the end of the spectrum next to orange and opposite violet, as of blood, fire, or rubies. Red. An odd color. It has so many meanings and so many emotions behind it. Love Anger, Embarrassment; whatever you can think of and even what you can't. It's refreshing to know that it's always there, making us feel the emotions it is conveying. Yet, there is you. When I look at your face, I can't tell what you're feeling. You're red. Your eyes, your hair, hell, even your clothes, but still I can't figure out what you are. No matter though, I'll figure out what you mean and I'll never let that definition go. Never.