I won't regret anything, now or ever again!

Independent & Highly Selective Kirishima Eijiro Currently here to roleplay with one Bakugou Katsuki

[rockhardhero]

@destiniesxdefied | Starter for Wolf!Bakugou x Hunter!Kirishima

Nine days.

The last mission Kirishima embarked on lasted a total of nine days. The pay was worth the amount of effort and danger involved in it, but after over a day trek on foot to arrive back home, and with his current set of injuries, he was exhausted and ready to indulge in the creature waiting for him at home.

There was a slight limp to his pace where one leg was healing from a nasty gash, and a multitude of minor scratches marring his arms. His cheek sported another long scratch on one side, but overall, he was returning home in one piece and thanks to him, the people in the town he left behind could now live in peace. It felt good to get back out in the action and make a difference to people's lives -- to protect them from the real monsters that existed in the world -- but it also felt wonderful to be returning home where his partner was waiting for him.

Nine days was too long to go without seeing his wolf. He wasn't left alone to his own devices, of course. Mina was tasked to keep an eye on him, not only to make sure Bakugou took care of himself and wasn't a depressed mess the entire time, but mainly to make sure he didn't get himself into trouble. His wolf was good at that when Kirishima didn't keep a close eye on him.

With a sigh of relief, his house finally came into sight. He hobbled slowly to the front door, sure Bakugou would catch his scent and expect his return before his hand reached for the handle. Still, he turned it slowly, entering the small room with a smile, though worn from exhaustion. "I'm home," he called as red eyes searched the room for the only one he wanted to see.

[rockhardhero]

@destiniesxdefied | Continued from x

There was an infectious laugh that accompanied the gentle squeeze to the hand secured in his own. It always made his heart soar when Bakugou didn't fight back and simply let them be. None of their classmates were around to witness the show of affection, but they were still in public and normally, Bakugou was all bite about allowing anything like this to happen. But today was different.

"Look! Up ahead!" shouted Kirishima in excitement. He pulled on the hand in his in a rush, dragging Bakugou ahead in the direction of the sick looking rolling coaster. "This looks awesome! Lets ride it together!" He flashed him a wide grin, showing off his bright white shark teeth, as his eyes crinkled in pure happiness.

He was on a date with Bakugou at an amusement park. What wasn't there to be happy about?! Even if Bakugou couldn't admit it was a date, he knew deep down inside that Bakugou wouldn't be caught dead with any of those extras from their class. Anyone besides Kirishima, that was, and it made him fall harder for the man to be treated extra special like this. He planned to take full advantage of it today and pull out whatever romantic moves he could on him!

[destiniesxdefied]

rockhardhero​:

The redhead had seen it before. In a matter of days, the hierarchy inside his very classroom changed. All it took was one game and the once raging explosive king was thrust to the bottom of their class. He lost one game, and suddenly his life was in shambles and Kirishima was only a witness.

Until now.

Just like on that day, red eyes were drawn to the blond, watching as like every day since his loss, he fought back against his tormentors. He got up from his chair slowly, crossing the room to where the broken tag laid on the floor. He bent down to retrieve it as another of their classmates harassed Bakugou, attempting to put him in place like any other typical housepet, except that was his mistake. Bakugou wasn’t a typical pet, and not just for the reason of his rebellion, at least not to Kirishima. He couldn’t seem to take his eyes off of this one. It was finally time to do something about him.

“You really need to stop ripping this off. We’re tired of replacing it.” He stalked across to where Bakugou was still against the wall, not sparing his tormentor a single glance, as he crowded in Bakugou’s space. He reached around his neck to place the tag back where it belonged, tying it on him the best it was able to be until it was replaced again. “We’ll replace it again, but it’s coming out of your debt and next time, we’ll make sure you can’t take it off so easily.”

Red eyes shot up to meet Bakugo’s, doing his best to keep a serious expression, despite this being the last thing he wanted to do to him. He had to keep up this façade, at least for now, until they had a chance to be alone where he could actually communicate with him.

“I was taking care of him,” the tormentor pipped up behind him, clearly not through with trying to teach Bakugou a lesson yet.

Kirishima didn’t take his eyes off of Bakugou as he responded, not missing a beat, “I’m part of the council now, so he’s mine now. I’ll take care of this problem.” He wrapped one hand around the tag, back where it belonged around Bakugou’s neck, and tugged on it to indicate how serious his warning was. It took months of the council pursuing him, but finally, he agreed to join them for one reason in particular, and he was currently looking at him. “You’re mine, Katsuki Bakugou.”

This was already embarrassing enough. He didn’t need more people to jump on this. It has rough holding back what he could, hating each set of eyes judging him, belittling him. Oh just they wait, wait until this little bump was out of his path. He’d make them all pay!

Red eyes shot over, instantly gazing and who would dare speak to him that way. Like hell he was going to keep it on, every moment he could find to take it off, he would. So who was this loser trying to tell him what to do? Eyes only narrowed more as he got closer, and even closer, being in his space a little too much. “Don’t touch me.” He hissed out, disgusted already from everything and now this new development.

Ah yes, Eijiro Kirishima. He had heard about him, but never really paid him any mind. Apparently his family had no problem admitting him into the school, even though his scores weren’t as preferable. But here, it didn’t matter as much. You played the game, and if you came out on top, took the gambles and successed, you’d be set up for life. He never personally took a bet from the male. But as far as he had heard, he didn’t lose often, mostly due to his opponents unable to read him properly. A good quality to have.

He couldn’t help but watch the two loom over him, fighting over which would personally take care of him. Humiliating would be how he described this situation. There was something about the red head’s stare that got to him far more than anyone else. Maybe this is why he could maintain his status, or maybe it was something else.

“Sell out…” He muttered under his breath, responding to the council position. He already knew they didn’t take members so easily, and hearing that didn’t make him feel any better about this predicament. The tug, coupled with the look he was giving and the words uttered, made him weaker than he’d ever admit. Breath hitched in the back of his throat, making it even harder to protest to his words.

“The council?” The other male was a little taken back, even removing himself from the house pet to size up this interloper. “Tough talk for someone with no formal announcement. Prove it, or slander like that will make your rank plummet.”

[rockhardhero]

The hushed comment under Bakugou's breath bothered him more than Kirishima cared to admit. It was true, after all. He was a sell out. His parents' business was the only reason he was transferred to this school. It wasn't his choice to come to such a... unique establishment, and certainly wasn't one he enjoyed, despite being able to thrive under the condition. He was simply able to adapt.

And now, he was part of the very establishment he used to hate. Part of the student council that helped run the absurd rules of this school. Before the latest downfall of such a powerful student such as Katsuki Bakugou, Kirishima would have also considered himself a sell out.

Now, however, he planned to use that status to help, starting with the one student he noticed more than anyone.

His expression remained stoic, refusing to allow the hurt from the comment to show on his face. He focused only on his goal, loosening his hand on the tag around Bakugou's neck to instead position himself between him and the rowdy student, making his intentions perfectly clear. He stated his claim over Bakugou already. Anyone who wanted to make a move on him would have to go through a council member first.

However, there was only one way to settle a challenge at this school.

"Name the game and you're on. I'll prove to you that my council status is earned. Hell, maybe I'll turn your defeat into my official announcement." It was his personal choice to withhold the announcement and keep his position on the down low, but now that they were targeting Bakugou, it couldn't wait any longer. He had to step up to protect him, even if Bakugou wouldn't see it as such right now.

"Then when I win, I'll prove to you that Bakugou is mine."

[destiniesxdefied]

Damn him and the council! It hadn't even been too long since he's defeat and there were already those trying to push him around like they owned him. No, it was almost instant. The others he could deal with, they meant nothing to him. But this one, this particular individual was getting a little too cozy with his role. "I'd rather be in debt than be humiliated a moment longer!"

Breath couldn't help but hitch once the other wrapped his fingers around his, not lacing them, but having over his, he didn't have it to look at him. And then he spoke... He flushed hard, looking away, but also pushing him away in the process, unsure if it was enough to break his hold or not. "Stop fucking with me..." His voice having a slight shake to it.

[rockhardhero]

If Bakugou thought there was a difference between being in debt and humiliated, then clearly he didn't know the rules that applied to the students of Hyakkaou Private Academy. The greater his debt grew, the more humiliation would follow the blond. Regardless of what Bakugou believed, it was that exact debt that Kirishima was attempting to help him out of.

He allowed the hand on his chest to shove him back, their hands slipping apart, to put some distance between them. He couldn't deny that Bakugou was right; it was easy to toy with him, and Bakugou made it so much fun. The reward for it was delicious, seeing the flush darken Bakugou's cheeks and the slight shake to his voice. But the predicament the blond found himself in went deeper than some surface level teasing.

"Okay, I'll give it a break." He lifted his hands in surrender, letting Bakugou have a brief break to gather himself. But, that didn't mean that Bakugou could simply remove the chain from around his neck.

"But, seriously, Bakugou--" He paused to take a quick look around them, assuring that no other students were around to overhear their discussion. It would be a bad thing if anyone caught on to Kirishima's actual goal -- to free Bakugou of his debt, and thus the humiliation that followed. He couldn't let anyone else know how much he actually cared about this particular housepet. "--you have to leave it on. You're pissing off the council. I'm trying to help you, but I can't if you keep acquiring more debt by rebelling against them."

[rockhardhero]

// It's been ages since I was last around here! Or writing and interacting in general, but it's time! I miss the close friends I have here, and the relationships my Kiri started to form.

I can't promise that my activity here will be high. Life is hectic and tends to keep me very busy, but I plan to try to be around to enjoy writing as my boy again, even if it's only a little bit at a time.

[rockhardhero]

[SMIRK] + [LICK] (From Bakugou)

sexual tension prompts || @shiningxfates

[ SMIRK ] : while interacting with receiver, sender can’t resist a smirk. [ LICK ] : sender licks something from their thumb or lips in front of receiver.

Crimson eyes swelled as they traced the deliberate swipe of a tongue. Bakugou was taunting him. It was the only explanation for the sinuous way it cleaned his thumb. Sure, Bakugou could be sampling the dish in front of him on the stove, but the curve of his lips was a challenge. Bakugou knew exactly the kind of effect he had on Kirishima by now, and the redhead wouldn't stand by and simply let it go unanswered. Everything in his body wanted to rise to the challenge.

"Let me try." His words rushed out in a hurry as he stepped towards him, reaching out to curl one hand around Bakugou's wrist. Before the blond could protest, he yanked it towards his own mouth.

Pointed teeth parted as his tongue snaked out to make contact with the opposite side of his thumb. There was still a smear of sauce there. The hint of too much spice flooded his senses as his tongue made contact with it, but it was the flavor underneath it that Kirishima was searching for.

His grip tightened around the smaller wrist in his grip, refusing to let it pull away too soon. His eyes sought out the similar colored ones, locking on to them as his tongue curled around the digit in its reach, no longer pretending to only be testing the flavor of the food Bakugou was in the middle of cooking.

[rockhardhero]

@shiningxfates | continued from x

It was nerve-racking as his fingers hovered over the send button, second guessing whether this was a good idea or not. Bakugou probably wouldn't want a picture of his dick, but then again, Bakugou didn't even know how good sex could be until Kirishima introduced him to that too. That part of their relationship turned out awesome, even if Bakugou wouldn't easily admit to it, so maybe this was a good idea. Or it could be, right?

The image of the raise he could potentially get out of the blond was what compelled him to finally push the button and wait impatiently, not realizing for the first few seconds that he was holding his breath.

Crap. He hoped he wouldn't regret taking such a bold move with him.

Bakugou's response came swiftly, easing the worst of his anxiety. His fingers typed up a reply quickly, deciding to play the card that was handed to him and pretend as if sending the picture had entirely been an accident.

[Txt: Bakubro]: 'o shit'

[Txt: Bakubro]: 'i didnt mean 2 send u that!!!

[Txt: Bakubro]: i was screwin around with my phone...

It was a lie. He wanted Bakugou to see him like that, especially have him think about that part of him, and put him in the mood even when they couldn't be together due to school or their missions. He wanted to always have that effect on him, but it was hard to tell sometimes. Bakugou didn't give much away through his text messages. It was hard to get a read on him through words alone so again, Kirishima shot his chance.

[Txt: Bakubro]: did u

[Txt: Bakubro]: ...did u like it?

[rockhardhero]

@shiningxfates | continued from x

The brief look of surprise that crossed Bakugou's expression was enough to count as a win to the red head. "Yeah? I'd like to see you try," he replied in a challenge, his voice filled with unnatural confidence. The fact of the matter was that Bakugou wasn't trying to blast him off yet, despite his threat, and he could tell that part of Bakugou enjoyed this type of attention from him. The cute blush that settled on his cheeks was proof of that.

"Maybe I've missed you and can't hold myself back any longer," he countered, meeting narrowed crimson eyes with his own much brighter ones. That was the truth which was why without further warning, he leaned in the rest of the way to seal their lips together in a fierce kiss, hoping to relay every bit of his longing in the press of his lips. With both of their busy schedules, the time they were able to spend together gradually decreased. He was desperate to spend any time available with the blond, which was why he couldn't resist capturing him like this now. Even if they only had a few minutes to spare, it was better than nothing. He was going to make those few minutes count.

[itsumoegao]

📗 When the whole side of an apartment building came crashing down on them both, Izuku knew he couldn't push Kirishima out of the way in time. The width of the danger area would have still crushed them both. Even though it was just a simulation without real civilians inside, breaking the structure into manageable pieces was out of the question. At least the hardening quirk, acting like a shield, didn't pierce through the walls or they may have been docked points for injuring possible trapped lives. Therefore, holding up the collected weight of concrete, glass and support beams together was the only right choice at the time. It put a strain on his muscles he never imagined, resistance training essentially, only would have been worse had he done so alone. Even when loose furniture fell out of the building and pummeled into Deku's back, forcing him to his knees, he still held up the wall. At the potential of cutting their visit short due to his visible exhaustion, Izuku shot up with his back straight and eyes ignited. "Totally okay!" Kirishima had the most considerate heart. "I just need some food then I'll be ready to defeat you at the new horror game they have over there." He pointed to the gaming section where a line already formed for Mal Intent. "They say the controls measure your actual heart rate so if your pulse goes crazy, it spawns more enemies! I am so winning that!" Ignoring his fear of anything horror related, that is.

"Don't try to use my tiredness as a excuse to wiggle outta fighting me!" Just as soon as they ordered something! "So um," the previous rising fighting spirit quelled as he read through the options, "you wanna to split an appetizer or straight to a main course?"

[rockhardhero]

Nothing short of bravery described Midoriya's actions today, even if it was only a simulation training exercise. Kirishima wasn't used to having someone capable of holding up an entire side of a building with him, but Midoriya hadn't hesitated to put his strength to the test and stood alongside of him the whole time. It was the manliest thing he ever saw his friend do!

It wasn't a wonder that Midoriya's whole body was exhausted by this point, but his friend was still determined to spend a night out with him. He didn't want to ruin it by asking any more questions, despite being convinced that Midoriya was probably pushing himself a little bit to be here, and instead focused on his sheer excitement to get a turn at playing the new horror game he heard so much about. "No way, dude! You'll suck at that kind of game! I bet your heart rate will jump up so high that you'll get overwhelmed by enemies!" He laughed good-naturedly, able to imagine it already; all of Midoriya's meticulous planning going right out the window when more enemies spawned due to his panic.

Man, was he excited to give the game a try with him!

"Wouldn't dream of it, but man, you're going down!" His laughter died down with another rumble of his stomach. "Lets get an appetizer, but I think I already decided on my main course. The Katsu Sando sounds delicious." He had an appetite tonight and welcomed any extra form of meat he could get.

[destiniesxdefied]

"Oh. Well I was on a bit of a hiatus before things got a little out of the ordinary. I just wanted to let my fans know I'm still around." She didn't think it was that out of the character for idols to have meet and greets. Besides she needed something to take her mind off of the events that were transpiring.

"Here! Do you think here would be good? It's open, but not too open just in case things go a little sour."

[rockhardhero]

"Ohhh... I get it now. Yeah, I think that's a totally awesome idea! And once fans see that you're back, they won't be able to resist you!" He flashed her an earnest smile, convinced that everyone who knew her would be as enthralled with her as he was already. It was impossible not to like Rise and want to support her.

"I guess I never really thought about it before, but it must be hard trying to balance being an idol while also performing the investigation." He knew all about the world inside the TV -- the shadows Rise fought with her friends on a daily basis to save innocent lives. It was one thing he deeply admired about her and was always eager to help in any way he could.

"But that just means you have to work harder! I admire the effort you put in, Rise!" He flashed her a big grin before looking around to survey the area she chose. "Looks perfect to me! Here, let me help you get started!"

Without an explanation, he ditched her side, disappearing around a corner. He was gone for exactly two whole seconds before strolling back in her line of sight. "Oh my God, is that Rise Kujikawa!?" He shouted her name loud enough for surrounding people to hear, some who perked up in interest at the recognition of her name.

He ran up to her, exerting as much fanboy energy as he could muster. "You're like, sooo much cuter in person!! It must be my lucky day!!" Right before a second person was drawn in to chat with Rise, he flashed her a real smile, one that was clearly proud of his brilliant on-the-spot idea to gain her some attention.

Of course, he failed to realize that it may have been a lot easier for Rise to simply announce her location for the pop up meet and greet on social media and wait for fans to come to her.

[destiniesxdefied]

Everything hurt! Fuck did it hurt! The fox managed to open his eyes, trying to stabilize his breathing to try muster the strength to do SOMETHING. Getting a glimpse of one of the men looming over him, he growled, teeth being bared as a warning. Not that it did any good in his position, but it was worth a shot.

"You don't have to tell me twice." Giving a wicked smile, a switch was flipped, sending another shockwave through the kitsune. The creature was moving too much for their liking to begin with.

Another cry tore through Bakugou's being, instantly curling up tightly in a ball, his body shaking involuntarily. This wasn't good, even worse as he felt himself slipping in and out of consciousness.

"Perfect. It should clean up nicely. The shot is clean. We'll only have to worry about blood staining it once we take the arrow out." Fingers trailed over the fur again, assessing their catch. He grabbed one of the six tails, pulling him up in the air, and moving over to his partner. "If he starts struggling or getting bitey, go ahead and shock him again."

[rockhardhero]

He could hear everything. The heavy breaths made through the pain. The sharp little growl his kitsune made in warning. The taunts. Another cry of anguish. Sharper than the concern was the anger boiling inside of him for these humans. They touched his fox. They hurt him. They planned to skin him alive for the value of his fur and tails.

Kirishima was going to kill them.

He forgot in that moment that humans were something he wanted to protect, that he fought against his own kind in order to save them, or against anything that put them in harm's way. Right now, he was about to be the one to put them in that danger. These ones didn't deserve to live.

The anger was blinding as he tore into the clearing. He charged towards the first one he saw, sinking his claws through fabric and flesh as they gripped the man's back. He pulled him back by it, letting out an inhuman roar as he threw him straight across the clearing and away from what was his.

He turned his sights to the second man who dared to have Bakugou's tail in his hand, holding him by it, and narrowed his eyes into angry, dark slits. "Let him go if you don't want to lose your hand." He still might lose it even then, but Kirishima needed Bakugou to be safe first.

[destiniesxdefied]

@rockhardhero: COLLARED for Kakegurui AU

Send "COLLARED" for my muse's reaction to your muse putting a collar on them. [x]

"You know I fucking hate this thing! I'm not wearing it." Once again, ripping the pet tag from his neck and tossing it to the side. He wasn't no god damn pet, and he certainly wasn't going to listen to this idiot. There was enough for him to deal with after accumulating so much debt. But this is where he drew the line.

[rockhardhero]

Despite the protest put up by the lowly Housepet, Kirishima didn't lose his wide, overjoyed grin. "Now, now, Bakugou -- or should I say Fido?" He bent down to retrieve the tag from the floor and shifted forward to tie it more securely around the blond's neck, purposely leaning into his personal space until their chests brushed together. "I have to represent the council, you know. Either you wear this tag to announce your status, or you start incurring additional debt for each time we see you without it."

He didn't pull away yet once the tag dropped down against Bakugou's chest where it belonged. Instead, he reached down for one of his hands, wrapping his larger one around it to assure Bakugou wasn't able to rip the tag off right away again. He leaned in even closer to him, brushing his lips against one of his ears as he whispered into it, "Be a good boy, Katsuki."

[destiniesxdefied]

Maybe a pop up meet and greet wasn't the smartest decision, but she needed to get her image out there just a little more since her hiatus. It wasn't like she didn't know how to handle her own fans. She had done it for years, but there was some comfort in other's stepping in to make sure things went well. Her manager may scold her for this later.

"Yeah, that might not be a bad idea."

[rockhardhero]

"Good, so it's settled then! I'll join you and be your own personal bodyguard!"

Maybe there was a little too much enthusiasm in his declaration, but it sounded like a fun time to him. He would be able to keep Rise safe from any potential fans who had bad intentions with her and he got to spend time with one of his friends! The two of them didn't get to spend enough quality time together, which was one of the reasons he was so pumped to run into her now.

"Is your image hurting that badly or something?" He couldn't refrain from asking, wondering how necessary this tactic was of hers, as they slowly walked together to the destination Rise had in mind that would potentially draw a crowd in to meet with her.

[itsumoegao]

@rockhardhero

📗 Once the host brought the pair to their booth, Midoriya immediately collapsed into the seat, letting out a long sigh. “Thank you so much.” He managed to give a grin to the host before sitting up right and focusing on his friend. “I don't know about you but that course was more intense than I thought it would be!” 

His bones felt ready to break again if it weren't for finally sitting down. “I figured you'd want to come to this place since it has a big arcade section but, um,” he lifted a menu, “mind if we eat first, Kirishima?” Not that the food back in the dorms wasn't great but he wanted to try something different and treat a friend.

"I'm sure you're hungry too."

[rockhardhero]

The adrenaline from the course was still pumping through Kirishima. He could feel the ache of his skin being hardened for hours. It left it feeling taunt against his own body, radiating soreness across every inch of him, but the whole lesson left him feeling as if he learned a lot. There was nothing worth gaining without a good, long workout!

His friend was considerably in worse shape than he was, or at least had been. It would be easier to count which bones hadn't broken in him. "Yeah, of course! I'm starving!" He didn't care what they ate as long as some meat got into his body soon. He never complained about dorm food, especially when his best bro Bakugou made it, but it was a nice change to go out with a friend and explore a new place. "But I'm holding you to hitting up the arcade afterward!" That was where the real treat waited for him and why his friend had such an easy time convincing him to come out.

His wide, happy grin faltered when he got a good look at his friend across from him. He looked completed wiped. No wonder he needed food to refuel from all the energy his body spent healing with the help from Recovery Girl's kiss. "Are you sure you're okay, Midoriya? That looked painful. I didn't expect the course to be so difficult, either." Concern for his friend's well-being briefly won out, erasing the adrenaline and hype he exuded all the way to the restaurant.

[evillustrations]

@rockhardhero Seeks Out [!]

Fists tighten as hard as his teeth sank into his bottom lip, trying to focus on the self-inflicted pain instead of nervousness. This was his last chance. He had transferred to and from so many other hero schools and if UA could not help him master his power, then no one could. Nathanaël stood before the door marked 1-A, waiting for Mr. Aizawa’s signal before entering. 

Once his class settled down, the professor glanced at the paperwork then at his students. “Listen up. As you all know, today’s the day we’re getting a transfer student for our class. I’m pretty sure you’re all very excited to meet him and all that.” He gestured towards the door with two fingers, telling the young redhead to come in. “He’s from overseas so try not to scare him.”

Nathanaël immediately felt sick, the damn nerves fidgeting inside him. It was just the first day, it should have been alright but he remembered he already had experienced many other ‘first days.’ Due to his ability nearly fatally wounding his classmates, he faced expulsions but his official records always stated a transfer to a more suitable school, better equipped for ‘unstable’ students. It kept happening to the point where the transfers stemmed from him refusing to use his quirk, rendering him useless if he wanted to rescue people.

Moving to Japan was his final hope.

He took a deep breath, knowing he was the root of his problems, not the quirk. Nathanaël had to make this work or else be nothing but a liability, watching from the sidelines. Another breath and he entered in stride, trying to mask his concern under false confidence. He stood before his new classmates, teal eyes darting from one unfamiliar face to another. They seemed friendly enough, some waved and smiled which eased his previous anxiety. He even spotted a fellow redhead to which he grinned at.

“Introduce yourself already.”

“Oh, right. S-sorry, Mr. Aizawa.” A few tinges of red dusted his cheeks, trying to remain cool. It should have been second nature by now to say hello to everyone. He hid his face as much as he could with a bow. “I’m Nathanaël Kurtzberg and I’m pleased to meet all of you.” 

The silence soon after felt unnecessary and heavy, as if Nathanaël was supposed to add more. Instead of commenting on the boy’s reluctance for more information, Aizawa sighed softly. “Just take your seat behind Midoriya and we’ll get started.” A nod though, he didn’t move. None of them had said their names. How would he to know who was who? “Um, which one is Midoriya?” “Are you for real?!” A louder voice, one Nathanaël visibly flinched at, suddenly rang. “It’s the only empty desk in the entire classroom!”

Not even five minutes in and the new kid managed to piss someone off. “S-sorry.”  

[rockhardhero]

It sure didn't take them long to fill the free spot in 1-A that Mineta left behind from being expelled. Once news spread of the new transfer student -- an overseas transfer at that -- most students within the class began discussing him and only him. They wondered what kind of person he would be, or what his quirk was capable of, and if he would be a good mesh to their already established friendship among the whole class.

Most might not have expected the quiet redhead that walked through the door, but it didn't dampen Kirishima's excitement. He was another redhead, score!

The introduction in front of the class was short, but leave it to his best friend to make sure it had a terrible end. "Bakugou!" He scolded his friend, shooting the blond who spoke out a glare. That was not the introduction the new kid deserved simply over asking a question where to sit! Did Bakugou have to be so rude all the time?

His attention shifted back to the redhead as a sincere smile spread across his lips. His eyes followed him as Nathanaël walked past him to take the empty seat behind Midoriya. He couldn't let Bakugou be the representation for how all of them acted in class, so he immediately twisted in his seat to see him. Luckily, Nathanaël wasn't far from his own seat across from Midoriya.

"Don't pay attention to Bakugou. He's always in a bad mood." It seemed like the new kid might be shy judging by the soft tone he used, which only made Kirishima want to be the first to introduce himself. Nathanaël could probably use a friendly face right off the bat.

"Hey there! I'm Kirishima Eijiro! It's great to have another redhead in class!" His lips twisted into a grin as he admired the head of hair on the other boy. Of course, his looked natural. It had only been about a week since Kirishima's last dye job, so hopefully his looked just as natural, but it was hard to compare to the real and cool thing.

"I can't believe you transferred here from so far away! I'm sure there's plenty of good schools where you're from, but UA really is the best! You'll learn a lot here!" Of course, hopefully there wouldn't be any more real life villain attacks any time soon... He figured it was best to leave that out of the introduction tour.

[destiniesxdefied]

Cue a super cute idol seeing what fans would love to have a pop up meet and greet.

[rockhardhero]

"If you're going to have a pop up meet and greet, maybe I should stick around for a bit. Y'know, just to make sure everything goes okay."

The smile on his face was sincere. He knew Rise was a fairly popular idol. She was bound to attract quite a crowd. Plus, she was insanely friendly and attractive. It made him feel better if a friend kept her company to make sure no fans acted out of line with her.

[destiniesxdefied]

@rockhardhero 🧡 for a starter with Bakugou!!

The air was nice, peaceful even. The sweet scent of the trees with a light gust of wind, making his ears move from just the little push. Relaxed, he closed his eyes, laying in his favorite tree, his tree. That was until a sharp pain erupted through his body. Eyes snapped open as the forced caused his body to fall from the tree, hitting the ground hard, taking the breath out of him as it did so. Tails swirled around him, instinctively trying to hide in some sort of way. But the now arrow that was deep into his shoulder, made it difficult.

The little fox already felt so dazed, but it only got worse. Ears couldn't pick up the voices, but as soon as one spoke, volts of electricity coursed through his being, causing quite a pained yell to be produced. Once in view, not that he could even understand what was going on, two being appeared, smirking wildly.

"I knew the rumors were true. A lovely looking kitsune was spotted in this area. This fur should make us a pretty penny."

"Six tails too. Each one of these are worth it's weight in gold." One moved down, assessing the damage. The arrow shouldn't cause too much damage to the fur, more towards the being it was being used on. Hands stroked over the specimen, the smirk only getting bigger from how lovely and soft the fur was. "It shouldn't be moving for a bit." The poacher stated, turning the little muzzle towards him, just to see how dazed and sedated their shot was.

[rockhardhero]

It was necessary to leave his fox for the occasional odd job to provide them money, or to do a safety check on his own village, but the moment the smell of kitsune blood wafted through the air, Kirishima dropped the lumber in his hands. It only took a second for him to recognize the familiar scent of the blood. That was his kitsune's blood.

He took off running, barely clearing the village before transforming out of his human disguise. The scent of the blood was minimal. He knew his kitsune could take care of himself, but that didn't quell the instant fear struck in him for what could be happening, or the fact that he wasn't there with him to defend him and prevent even the smallest drop of blood from being spilled.

His fear intensified as the first scream reached his ears.

His body tensed. He pushed his body to move faster, barreling through whatever forest stood in his way of reaching Bakugou in time. It wasn't long before Bakugou's shout was accompanied by two other voices that sounded, and smelled, like humans coming from the same direction.

"Ramp the charge up. Lets get this over with quick and get it back to the village. We don't want the fur to get dirty," the second man instructed impatiently.

Was that his fox they were talking about? Pure, unadulterated anger washed through him, reminding him exactly how inhuman he actually was as thoughts of what he would do them as soon as he reached them filled his mind.