Art and the story plot belongs to NatcoNatco on deviantart. I did get permission from them to use their art and plot. ... Bakugou opened the warehouse door slowly. He smirked. "Well, well, look what we got here. Another rat." Kirishima can do nothing. His whole body seemed to freeze just from looking at the figure in front of him. Bakugou Katsuki, the well-known villain in japan. Bakugou reached for his cheeks. He shuddered. "A beautiful one, though" Bakugou walked around him. Settled himself behind the sweat-drenched Kirishima. "What's your name?" His voice soft yet hoarse, gentle yet intimidating. Kirishima didn't know how to feel. He dropped his gaze to his knees. He didn't answer. He can't answer. "I just want to know" He whispered in his ear. "Ooh! What's this" he pulled something from Kirishima's pocket. His identity card. "Eijirou Kirishima, huh. Hardening quirk. ....That's actually pretty cool. A quirk that's compatible to mine." He put his palm on the soft black hair, stroking it. Kirishima fought the urge to cry. No. He can handle this. He definitely can face a villain who could kill over 100 people effortlessly. He can handle this. "Did you know that im into boys your age?" His palm sweats violently. He definitely heard about that from the television. "You're cute." "And quiet too. Totally my type." Kirishima's confidence suddenly dropped dead. He's done for. "Anyway, usually i'd kill my victims after i 'used' them. But you can be an exception, if you're willing to be one of my subordinates" ... This book includes: - Age differences. - Smut. - Adult content. - Angst. - Fluff. - Language. - Rape. - Abuse. - Tododeku. - Kamisero. - Villainau - This story will have some pretty fucked up shit in it. There will be warnings in the beginning.

"Dear Norman, If you're reading this, then it only means that you're still alive and that you're able to escape, it means that we can still continue our promise." As Norman read the letter, beads of tears pooled in his eyes, she's still alive, that girl is still alive. Experiment 83194 is still breathing and surviving. ~~~~~ (A/N) Highest Ranks Achieved: #3 in Norman #4 in shounen I don't own THE PROMISED NEVERLAND, CREDITS TO THE AMAZING CREATOR OF IT! LET'S SUPPORT IT BY READING THE MANGA AND WATCHING THE ANIME! The picture that I used to make the cover is not mine, I only edited the picture so credits to the rightful owner of it :> Please expect a lot of flaws with my fanfic and I'm very sorry for it. DON'T PLAGIARIZE MY IDEAS THAT I MIXED WITH THE ORIGINAL PLOT OF TPN, THANK YOU FOR READING.

This is a fan fiction for a ship named Kirideku from BNHA (Boku no hero Academia). My first story on wattpad. -------- Kirishima Eijirou Profile: He is a cheerful young man that likes to talk a lot and hang out with his friends, his best friend is Katsuki Bakugou. One day he met Midoriya a young man that is shorter than him. ---------- Izuku Midoriya Profile: He has green messy hair and green eyes also freckles. He is an All Might fan when he was little and he still is. He has a childhood friend named Kacchan aka Katsuki Bakugou.

When Shinsou Hitoshi runs away from his abusive home, he's taken in by two of his teachers. But he never expected that they would become a family. -Trigger warning: Child abuse, bullying-

Kirishima is a 18 year old boy with a talent for photography. One day when a rich family calls his parents photography agency requesting a photographer to take their family's photo, kirishima life changes. I have no idea where I am actually going with this story but I like it. There will be suicidal stuff in this story, I'll warn you at the start of the chapter anyway bruv

You know Ive never pegged myself to get feelings but it fucking happened and with the one person i didnt expect. Kirishima eijiro

A troubled boy is sent an angel (I promise it gets progressively better)

If your love was killed would you kill too? If the world was against you would you fight them? If you love wasn't human would you stay? This is based upon Detroit become human. I dont bnha or dbh.

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