#riotborn

[anitablogs1931]

[03suneater-blog]

“Senpai!” Kirishima’s jovial voice seems to bounce off the walls as he falls into step beside Tamaki, lips pulled into a blinding grin. “There’s this new sushi place that opened up a few days back near the train station! Did ya wanna grab something with me before we head to Fat’s? My treat!”

    dark eyes remain fixated ahead as kirishima falls into step beside him, their strides matching; he’s quiet for a moment as he gives the offer some thought. it’s generous, one that he didn’t feel he deserved -- for a moment, a hand comes up, subconsciously worrying. “...are you sure?” he murmured; sushi wasn’t exactly the cheapest meal, given that fish was so expensive...the last thing that amajiki wanted was for his friend to spend everything he had on one meal. it would be a good idea to get something to eat before their internship, but...

    swallowing, he glances briefly to the bright expression shining back at him, pure and genuine warmth coming from such a wide, beaming smile. it deters him slightly, words dying in his throat as he met the other’s gaze. amajiki knew that the other would likely insist, no matter how many times he tried to decline te request. gaze shifting away as fingers run through his head, nails lightly scratching over his scalp, he gives an awkward huff of air. 

    “i...suppose we could,” there’s a momentary pause as he practically feels kirishima’s energy skyrocketing. he doesn’t need to glance over to know the other is shining with a warmth, one so genuine at being able to spend time together. it was ... nice, being kirishima’s friend, even if the first-year was stubbornly optimistic ( something that he was afraid would be his own downfall one day, that shining happiness would be shattered by harsh reality ). “where exactly is it...?”

[charredeyes]

|riotborn|

If Bakugou were to be honest, hospitals set him on edge. Mainly due to the fact that nothing good ever came out of visiting them at this age. Were it up to him, he would have done everything possible to avoid it and yet, he finds himself at one all the same, lingering in the background as his classmates fussed over a certain idiotic piece of shit with hair bigger than his brain.  Quiet, the hero in training waits for the general hubbub to die down, gaze focused on the other all the while, affixing him with a look of intensity. Much like the others, he took the cue to file out of the room dutifully because Kirishima ‘needed rest’. But once the coast was clear, he is quick to make his way back in once more, shutting the door close with a thump. 

Exasperation, something akin to worry, and anger warred for dominance on his features as Bakugou made his way closer once more. “You stupid fuck.” The first words in which he used to address the other is as strong as ever, and Bakugou pointedly ignores how his voice cracks at the end of his statement. “This! This was it. Wasn’t it? The secret you had with the rest of those assholes that you couldn’t tell anyone about?” @riotborn

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[pctulant-a-blog]

riotborn replied to your post: Eh, I bet they were all thots anyway.

stubbornly stops breathing. who’s the thot now? : /

   “You are ya thot! How long do you think you can hold your breath? --.. Kirishima you fucking moron don’t stop breathing or I’ll kick your ass!” 

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&& @riotborn​ 。

❛ dude, wanna go grab a bite? i found this place near the station and i wanted to try it out ❜

[tannaki-blog1]

   the meeting was over and it was time for the students to leave. mirio was still not his 100% self, but nejire was doing her best to cheer him up. that was one of the many things she was better at than him, so he left them there for a moment and went looking for kirishima.

   tamaki’s mind was a whirlwind of problems at the moment, but there was something he knew he had to do. he just, still hadn’t found the right words for it. but then again, would he ever find the right words for this?

   he found kirishima with the other three first years and hesitated for a second. there was a possibility that kirishima would take this the wrong way or missunderstand his point. but then again, he didn't had much of a choice here, did he? he couldn't just let this go and pretend nothing happened (no matter how much he wanted the entire world to pretend the other day didn't happen).

   —kirishima—, he called. his voice didn’t came out shaky, which he counted as a little win. he took a breath and stood as straight as he could. he had to do this. he needs to apologize—. can we talk?

@riotborn