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#Kirishima is best boy
kogamitsukii · 1 year
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I know its a funny haha to paint Kirishima as himbo rock man but he's actually kinda good at manipulation? He appealed to Bakugou's strict perseverance of being number one when convincing him to be on his team for the cavalry battle by openly asserting his understanding of Bakugou's goal for the 10000 points and aligning himself with that goal. He tricked Bakugou into helping him study by appealing to his competitive nature by insinuating that Yaoyorozu was beating him with her virtuous offer to help others study. And again he convinced those he needed to help him rescue Bakugou from the LoV by appealing to Midoriya's literal hero complex and sense of responsibility, knowing that Midoriya already has an almost blind bond of loyal attachments he can sway in his favour ( there's no malice to this decisions but rather an acute social understanding). On a less intense level he's quick to make assessment, is able to parse through Bakugou's fiery outer shell and understand the true meaning of his word, and he's emotionally intelligent and empathetic leading to ease in social situations. He's smart and brawny, that's why he's best boy
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dabi-be-hottie · 1 year
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Kirishima sleeps with a shark plush that his mom got him as baby and no I will not think any differently
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yourluckieday · 1 year
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Side profile appreciation of my faves round 5
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Kirishima: my hair's not that different from yours!
Best Jeanist from somewhere in the crowd: no, baby, his hair is point-cut and styled with expensive hair clay to stay soft and piece-y; YOUR hair is full of breakage and flakey product buildup, it is VERY different.
Or however that scene went, idk...
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sweetishlemon · 1 year
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Back when I drew this and wasn’t the best at hair
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vibrant-leaf · 2 years
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Mornings Can Suck
🧡~KiriBaku Drabble~❤️
Content Warning: hints at manga spoilers, exhaustion, despair, frustration, a sprinkle of krbk to make it better
Summary: Kirishima struggles with his morning routine due to recent events.
Word Count: 1848
Additional Note: This piece was brought to you by one part projecting onto my favorite characters and one part noticing how Kirishima still gels his hair even though he looks tired as shit. I haven't read all of the manga yet but I have a vague idea of what happened along with some more accurate bits of details so if there are inconsistencies I'm very sorry, I just really wanted to write this as soon as I thought of it.
Kirishima wakes up to his phone blaring horribly loud chimes above his head. He groans as he feels for his phone on his headboard.
He hates this alarm. But he had to change it from his usual pump-up music because he was starting to sleep through that and then would wake up to Bakugou kicking his door and yelling at him to "hurry the hell up." Well... more like just raising his voice at him. Bakugou hasn't been his usual loud self recently.
But then at that point, it would be too late for Kirishima to do his hair. He has to do his hair.
He finally grabs his phone off of his headboard and cracks his eyes open to hit the snooze button– just in case he dozes off, which he probably will if this morning were to go like any other morning from the past couple weeks.
He's just so fucking tired.
Every morning from the past two weeks it feels like an invisible force is holding every single one of his limbs hostage, preventing them from moving. It's a mental battle to move and get out of bed every morning, and he's sick of it. He's sick of feeling like this.
He feels a lump in his throat start to form and tears begin to gather in the corner of his eyes. He moves his head so his face is squished into his pillow. He tries to will away the sudden urge to cry, tells himself there's no reason to cry. But then he remembers... yeah, there actually is.
So this morning, instead of falling back asleep, he uses his extra ten minutes to sob into his pillow.
His alarm rudely interrupts his cathartic crying episode and he shuts it off immediately before the sound threatens to fill him with rage. He looks down at his pillow. It's wet from all the tears, snot, and spit that leaked out of him. He simply sighs and makes a mental note to change the pillowcase later before he goes to bed.
He uses his arms to force himself to sit up. That's good. Once he's able to sit up, getting out of bed is the slightest bit more manageable. He rubs his face to get rid of the dried tears that his pillowcase didn't soak up as he lets out a big yawn. Then, finally, one leg after another, he swings his feet over the edge of his bed and slowly stands up.
He trudges over to his tiny bathroom.
Okay... step one, the hardest step, is done. He tries to mentally praise himself even if he feels like he doesn't deserve it. Sometimes it helps, sometimes it doesn't. Today it doesn't.
Step two: use the toilet. An easy one. One he doesn't ever struggle with. He washes his hands once he's done– ugh. He forgot to flush. So he flushes and then washes his hands a second time.
Step three: brush his teeth. The level of difficulty with this one isn't too bad. But damn, this morning just really sucks. He stands still in front of his sink for a moment, trying to will himself to just fucking do it already.
He's successful after a solid minute.
Step four:
"Deep breath Eijirou."
He does as he tells himself.
Step four: hair.
He really doesn't feel like doing his hair today. But he has to. He knows if he skips out on his hair he'll just feel worse throughout the day. He needs to accomplish this one goal.
"Be manly. Crimson Riot believes in you. Crimson Riot believes in Red Riot."
He takes another deep breath as he reaches for his hair gel. Then he gets to work, all the while ignoring the black roots that are beginning to become more noticeable every day.
He did it, but... it looks off. It looks dumb.
His eyebrows knit together as he criticizes the spikes. Some are too big, some are too small. There's an area where there's too many spikes and an area where there isn't enough.
He begins to frantically try and fix it. It's not working. It still looks dumb. The spikes are just not coming together and now it feels like there's too much gel in his hair and it looks gloopy in some places and some pieces of hair won't fucking cooperate and–
"FUCK!"
He throws his jar of hair gel to the side and it hits the wall to his right with a loud bang.
"Shit," he mumbles.
He quickly walks out of the bathroom to reach for his phone until he remembers there's a shit ton of hair gel on his hands and then he's growling and going back to wash his hands again. With clean hands he sends a quick text to his next door neighbor.
Me [6:48 am]
sorry...
Bakubro [6:49 am]
wtf was that
Me [6:49 am]
just hair gel
Bakubro [6:50 am]
?
Me [6:50 am]
bad hair day
Kirishima sighs, puts his phone down, and walks back to the bathroom to fix the mess that is his hair today.
He uses a washcloth to wipe some of the excess gel out of his hair and then tosses it to the side. The cloth will definitely be stiff and crunchy later but oh well. He manages to get his spikes to look decent and is able to put his two little horns in their proper place. It's a bit better, but he can't spend any more extra time on it or he'll make him and Bakugou late for breakfast and then he'll get yelled- er- grumbled at.
Kirishima completes the last step in his routine by changing his clothes. He picks out comfy sweatpants and his favorite Crimson Riot t-shirt that was starting to get a little small on him. It was probably time to retire the old, worn out tee as it was getting quite snug on his shoulders but he really needed the little pick-me-up today.
He sits down on his bed for one last moment to collect his thoughts and calm down a bit. He closes his eyes and spends the next few minutes taking deep breaths…
It’s weird…
He feels like he’s on hero duty everyday. He may not be wearing his costume or patrolling the city but he’s still putting on some sort of mask everyday.
This is what he signed up for though. To be a hero. And he’s accepted the responsibility to be a hero in any way he can.
Right now, being a hero means being a shoulder to cry on, doing little favors for others to take the load off their backs, being a candle during a very long, very dark night.
He may not be able to burn as bright as the sun these days but he’s doing his absolute best to be there for his friends. Unifying everyone… and he means everyone.
They’re going to get him back. He believes it. He has to believe it.
So screw his shitty morning. That’s behind him now. He’s going to have breakfast with his friends and be that candle they can source comfort from.
A couple loud thuds on his door shakes him out of his mental pep talk.
“Oi, hurry the hell up.”
He jolts out of his bed to go meet his best friend on the other side of his door. When he opens it, he has a strange sense of relief and sadness.
He’s so grateful Bakugou is alive. He thanks the universe every single day. But he looks so incredibly tired. Kirishima wishes he could take his pain away from him, he would bear it all for him if he could. Although, he knows Bakugou wouldn’t want that. He wouldn’t want to be pitied or babied. Kirishima doesn’t see it that way, but he understands Bakugou’s thought process. He still reaches out and offers help in ways he hopes Bakugou will accept.
“Good morning, Bakugou.” Kirishima greets his friend with a gentle smile.
“Morning.”
He notices Bakugou’s eyes shift up for a brief second to look at his hair and can’t help but start to feel a little self conscious. Was he not able to fix it well enough? Did it still look like a mess? Shit.. maybe he should’ve take a couple extra minutes on it-
“Your hair looks as shitty as usual.”
Oh. So it was perfectly fine then. He let out a short breath he wasn’t even aware he was holding at Bakugou’s words.
“Oh, thanks man. I fixed it as best as I could.”
“Mm. Let’s go. You’re probably starving.”
He kinda wasn’t today in all honesty, but he knew he had to eat.
They start walking down the hall towards the elevator.
“How’d you sleep last night?” Kirishima decides to take a chance on getting a truthful answer today.
“Fine.”
No dice.
He knows his best friend isn’t getting good sleep. He can see it on his face, underneath his eyes, and hears it in the middle of the night when he wakes up to Bakugou yelling— like last night.
“Mm.” Kirishima responds.
Then he hears Bakugou let out a frustrated sigh. “You better fucking swear to not tell anybody, got it?”
“I fucking swear.”
All he gets is a tired side glance from red eyes.
“I’m— ugh… Dammit… I’m having nightmares again. Last night was different and really fucking creepy.”
“How so? Or uh— you don’t have to tell me if you don’t want to.”
“I know that,” Bakugou grumbles and then waits another moment until they’re inside the elevator to speak again. “I… dreamed that my teeth were like- fucking, I don’t even know- receding back into my gums or whatever.”
“Ew, that is creepy.” Kirishima shivers from imagining the feeling of such a thing happening to him.
“Yeah… no clue what that was about.”
“We could always ask Tokoyami. He’s really into dream interpretations. Maybe there’s a meaning behind it.”
“No.”
“Why not? Or hey, I can do it and I’ll just, uh, say I was the one who had the dream.”
The elevator dinged and the doors opened to let the two exit.
“No. I can ask myself. So why were you throwing your hair gel earlier?” Bakugou probably just asked to change the subject, which was fine. Kirishima knows not to press any further.
“Like I said man, bad hair day. It just wasn’t cooperating and I got a little frustrated.”
“A little?”
“Alright. Very frustrated. My mornings have… well… they’ve been off I guess. It’s alright though, it’ll be fine. There are more important things to worry about than shitty mornings, right?”
Bakugou stops walking and gives him a straight look, right into his eyes, like he’s trying to figure something out from Kirishima’s words. Then he grunts and continues walking again.
Kirishima barely hears his next words.
“Take care of yourself, Kirishima. Or you’ll get burnt out and won’t be able to perform at your best.”
Kirishima feels the flame of his candle grow just a tad bit bigger.
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If you don’t know or didn’t look up the meaning of Bakugou’s dream, here it is: https://www.thecut.com/amp/article/dream-about-teeth-falling-out-losing.html
[[If you dreamed that your teeth started retreating back into your gums …
“That one is big-time connected to really wishing you could take back what you said. You wish you could just erase it. ‘Ugh, I can’t believe that I said that, what can I do to take this back?’ That one also can be fear of speaking up. I’m afraid to speak up about whatever this issue is. So instead of letting it out, I’m like pulling back completely.”]]
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summerinthecloudsx · 1 year
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maybe it’s because I’m having a really bad day and I’m in the mood for sharing some self indulgent thoughts but I just feel like Kiri gives such good hugs??? Like I imagine him being so warm and the type to talk so softly to you while he’s hugging you. And then sometimes he’ll pepper your face with gentle kisses if you’re especially sad. And those muscles? Ugh you would feel so safe with him. Need a Kiri hug in my life rn :’)
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amorelray · 1 year
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I'm Writing a Fanfic 😅
"Bakugou Katsuki isn't weak and he surely isn't going deaf either. At least, that's what he tells himself when he discovers that his amazing quirk has been slowly backfiring on the hot-headed blond. Navigating UA against other competent (not that he'd admit it) heroes, honing his quirk, making friends, and doing his best to be top of the class, Bakugou misses the tell-tale signs of the one thing that would create an obstacle for him later on in life.
When he's finally delivered the news of his hearing, Bakugou hides this new "weakness" from everyone he can - including his best friend, Kirishima. Over the years, Bakugou tries to keep a "handle" on this new obstacle without giving it away to anyone in his class. During this time, a budding pining develops for Kirishima and he has no idea what to do about it. They've talked about almost everything under the sun, sparred together, and even shared a bed - but Bakugou still can't confess this "weakness."
It's in their 3rd year when an accident happens, and Kirishima is hurt, that Bakugou finally accepts his diagnosis and makes a decision.
But what will happen for the pining two 5 years after graduation?"
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For New Years I set a goal to write something that is (at minimum) 50k words.
Back in 2020, I had an idea for a KiriBaku fic and began brainstorming. Over the course of the last 2 years, I had started the fic, but never had the drive/inspiration to finish it. However, this year, I'd like to continue working on it (& maybe even complete it).
I'm going to be writing roughly 4k words a month (which might be 1-2 chapters, depending) if you'd like to follow along with the story.
I'll do my best to update on this blog whenever a new chapter is up & maybe even some sneak peeks about coming chapters.
Anyways, I'm hoping to have a new chapter posted at the end of every month!🎉
Thank you in advance for your support!💖
~ Ray😊
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kiritouyadeku96 · 2 years
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Kirishima
Kirishima💕💕💕
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Send in a character!
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nuravity · 11 months
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[ UPLIFT ]:      sender, noticing the receiver has had a terrible day/s, invites them out on a date with the goal of making them feel happier. Kirishima
Ultimate date prompt
It might've not been noticeable to everyone but if someone payed attention, one could see that Ochako didn't have the best past two days. Why? Because she not only had a few people complain to her about property damage as she was trying to catch a thief but also lost money she had been saving up for the past few weeks to buy a new set of pajamas. The thief hadn't been caught by her by the way.
Which was why she was once again, leaving Lunch Rush's food forgotten and dragging herself to her room. But before she got inside to mull over her losses, Kirishima stopped her. And when he asked her out, her expression changed to that of brief surprise.
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"You want to go on a date with me?" She didn't have any feelings for him - she didn't think she did. But his gesture was heartwarming and although, she didn't feel all too better immediately, this simple act had lifted her mood just a little. "Okay. Maybe some change of scenery helps me clear my mind," she said before thanking her friend.
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sailorcuba · 7 months
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so basically……….it’s just them chilling 2gether
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chibashiru · 1 year
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“You were a hero to him.”
Ikuya and Hiyori in Free! The Final Stroke - Part 2
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yugiohz · 2 months
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in diegesis, bakugo is def a cool guy but also no one gets it right
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quiveringdeer · 1 year
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more kiri memes cause I'm collecting them.
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queenbonded · 6 months
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Going back to an old pfp of mine’s because it’s kirishima’s birthday today! Happy birthday Ejiro kirishima! Credits go to @animexcaps
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big-armed-mar · 10 months
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Experimenting with simplicities with the best boy
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