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❛ EXPLOSION BRAINS. ❜
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❛ EXPLOSION BRAINS. ❜
hi stork
THIS IS THE FACE OF A HAPPY PERSON !!!
❛ hey. hey bakugou, look at me. ❜
❛ bitch ❜
❛ young bakugo... ❜ regret tinges his words with a bittersweet aftertaste, something long & drawn out, twisted in a flurry of bad decisions & youthful bliss. the path to heroism is a complicated one: the truth, the lies, the irony, all the thoughts the media refuse to show in their prime moments. ( do you remember feeling this way too ? )
to some they may say the young boy takes the blame, the catalyst for the final chain of events that lead to the final moments of the great all might, but toshinori knows the truth: his blood, the stampede that unworks him once more. over & over picking up bones to the shape of a hero. the way life is truly like: running away from your ghosts until they tear you apart at the seams / the chorus still breathing, screaming: fragile child, the lightning that made you will devour you soon, & it’s always soon, he’s always running a lost creature. this moment was bound to come.
the great all might would have fixed this, but toshinori yagi stays silent. only a flicker to the torch of the symbol of peace, he sighs. there’s still time to shed the torments of youth / grow him in the light you cease to have. he is truly a strong hero in the making for someone with embers tormenting his heart, his soul. if there is one thing he can save, it will be him. there will never be another time this child will fall out of his grip ...i’m sorry, young bakugo.
❛ you are a truly impressive hero, my boy... considering the circumstances, you handled yourself very bravely, you have a very bright future ahead of you... ❜ / @bgku
lov u bro
love u more .. bro....
@bgku / * HER☾ULES meets EXPLOSIONS. ♡
this all could’ve been avoided ━━ if she’d study ‘ japanese for dummies ’ as she was told. it was nice for the administrative office to give her a schedule in japanese & ENGLISH... but it’d be handy to hold at least one conversation. the small-scaled wolf uses her tipsy toes to identify what level she was on. wolf ears droop in front with frustrations. her last resort now is to snag a passerby and ask for directions. with a soft tap of her claw, kayleen began to speak before meeting eyes. ❝ ‘cuse me, do ya know where CLASS 1A is ?? im totally lost ! ❞ she offers a fangy chuckle.
happy birthday pink cheeks 🎉
ochako's special day ! 🎈 :. accepting :. @bgku
BZZT ! As the morning sun’s languid arms began to stream dust-straddled ribbons of light through the window / gently caressing her face, the vibration beside her bed brought her down from floating in her slumber / ashes in a summer breeze. Her lids casted a shadow over the bones of her cheek as she blinked away the orbs of night and nebulas behind her lids to reach for the brazen source of her awakening.
❝ Huh ? ❞ Eyes widened / rising like the sun stretching over the horizon outside her window, she blinked twice as she checked the name on the text ( she wasn’t still dreaming was she ? ). She hadn’t expected Bakugo out of all people to wish her a happy birthday… or to know the date for that matter, but she couldn’t help the smile that tugged on her lips and spread across the curvature of her features / a lunar crescent glimmering as a curtain of clouds were drawn back.
With a yawn, she sat up on her bed / blankets sighing as winter seeped into the impression of her warmth against the cotton sheets / heat dissipating as smoke into air — and she pulled off the oven mitts from over her hands. She had to be selective with texting because she was limited by her mobile plan ( costly pains ! ), but it would be rude not to answer — especially a rare message from Mars incarnate ! And so, she glided the rosy pads of her thumbs against the buttons of her flip phone / tapping multiple times to write out her response as gravity battled with bringing her messy chestnut hair back down from space.
[ TEXT : Bakugo 💣 ] thanks bakugo kun!!!!! °˖✧◝(⁰▿⁰)◜✧˖°