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cosmiles · 11 months
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𝐁𝐄 𝐖𝐈𝐓𝐇𝐎𝐔𝐓 𝐘𝐎𝐔
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➢ the story of how kirishima falls in love with you
note: this is actually the fic that inspired me to come back and write again. it was dated feb 2021 but i don't remember ever posting it lol. it seemed fitting as my first fic back. i hope you enjoy <33
characters: kirishima
content: fluff, slight angst, mutual pinning, insecurities, 2nd-year kirishima and friends :p
words: 2.6k
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Being in love is like being on cloud nine. Your heart swells with love and it feels like nothing could bring you down to Earth. Except for maybe the cold, dark feeling of rejection. Where it feels like an arrow has been shot through your heart and you come crashing to the ground. Wheezing for air, while the person of your affection rips your heart into a billion little pieces. 
And Eijirou Kirishima would 100 percent wholeheartedly agree with that statement. As most people do, he’s had his fair share of crushes and rejections. Six to be exact. Yet, Kirishima never knew where he went wrong. He followed the same plan every time. Once he knew he had a crush, Eijirou would try to become close with them and then confess after he built up his courage. But each time, he was met with rejection after rejection. 
Each time Kirishima would bounce back, but after a while, it just hurt too much. It didn't help that he was rejected six times before he even went to high school, but each person was rude in their response. Rejection is bad enough, but to rub dirt into the new wound was uncalled for and downright “unmanly.” 
And those rejections certainly didn’t help Eijirou's insecurities. But even with his new makeover before high school, the insecurities were still very present. No matter how hard Kirishima tried to push them down, they still seem to float back up in his head. Especially when you were around. 
You, the one with the smile that lifted everyone’s moods. You, the one with slicked-back edges that always stayed in place in a different hairstyle every 2 weeks. You, the one that helped everyone without a complaint. You, the one that stayed stuntin' even in a school uniform. You, the one that had everyone listening when you talked. You, the one that made Kirishima’s brain decide to clock out. 
To be completely honest, Kirishima never thought he would crush on you. Not because you weren't good-looking, which you were, and exactly his type. But, because he assumed he would always see you as a friend. You both had major chemistry from the beginning, constantly acting like you knew each other for years instead of just meeting. This, of course, led to the both of you becoming instant friends. 
He didn't even have an ounce of romantic feelings till the day they moved into the dorms. As Kirishima showed off his room, both you and Uraraka lit up with excitement. But he wasn’t worried about her. He was stuck on all the compliments you were giving on his room. 
“Oh, Eiji! Your room is perfect! It matches your vibe perfectly!” You said as you peered around his room. Everyone, minus Uraraka, was completely unfazed and moved to the next room. He went to follow, yet you were still peering around his room with amazement in your eyes.   
“You coming y/n?” He asked, watching you turn away from the books on his shelf. 
“Yeah, sorry! I just really like how much your room represents you! It's so cool!” You stated while you both tried to catch up with the others. 
‘It would be better if you were in it.’ He thought with a smile before his brain did a double-take. What did he just say? Or rather think? 
That was the day the seed was planted and the thought of you was embedded in his brain. 
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At first, Kirishima swore it was a phase. Doesn’t everyone think about dating their friend at least once? Then one night, he thought about what it would be like to hold you while he slept. Would you let him be big spoon or prefer him to be little? He found out two things that night: one, that he had fallen for you hard, and two, how hard it was to sleep without you. 
After that revelation, he’s never been the same around you. Before, Eijirou had no problem talking with you. But now, it just seemed like every time he tried to talk to you or vice versa, his heart thought it was the perfect time to run a marathon. He would start the conversation fine, but by the end, he regretted every sentence he said. 'Was that compliment too far? Did you think his joke was stupid? You laughed, but was it out of pity?' 
It was a very bittersweet crush. Of course, Kirishima loved being around you and making you smile, but he hated when you walked away and his insecurities took over. It also didn’t help that he wasn't the only one that wanted to get with you. His self-doubting thoughts would constantly remind Eijirou about how much better his “competition” was and that you would probably choose them over him anyways. With his luck, it wasn’t likely that anyone he liked would like him back, especially someone as gorgeous as you. So, the safe bet was to just stay friends and wait for his feelings to hopefully die out. 
Fortunately, his friends were having none of that. They first found out about his crush a month into it. Of course, Sero and Denki clowned him for it while Mina was acting like a little kid in a candy store. Bakugo pretended like he could care less, assuming this “little crush” would blow over. He gave Kirishima another two weeks, maybe a month. But, a month turned into two, then three, and suddenly, they were halfway through their second year. And Eijirou was still a lovesick puppy. 
At this point, they were all irritated that he still didn’t make a move. It wasn’t funny to Sero and Denki anymore and Mina had been ready for Kirishima to make the next step. But, seeing as nothing had changed from the time they found out, they decided to take matters into their own hands. So, on one of the days that Eijirou was at his internship, his friends forced themselves into Bakugo’s room to brainstorm. 
Every idea was shot down by Bakugo for being too elaborate or likely to fail. After two hours of brainstorming with no ideas, Bakugo finally put his two cents into the conversation. He suggested that they should just give him a “little push” by talking to him. It seemed like a simple plan so they all agreed. And that’s how Kirishima found himself tapped to a chair, later that night. 
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It was like an interrogation scene in a cliche cop movie. Eijirou was surrounded by his friends who were all dressed in black with sunglasses (yes even Bakugo; Mina made them do it). 
“So, um what is this?” Kirishima asked, receiving blank stares and a lamp shoved in his face as a response. 
“This is an intervention!” Mina replied. 
“An intervention? Uh, what did I do?” He questioned. His brain started scanning through everything he had ever done. 
“Take a wild guess, idiot,” Bakugo growled, as he ripped off his sunglasses. 
“Is this because I borrowed one of your tubs of eco gel? I ran out of mine and yours smelled so good.” He asked Mina. 
“Wait what? No-” Mina started before getting interrupted by Kirishima. 
“Um, is this because I helped Sero tape all of Bakugo’s drumsticks to the ceiling? Or because I helped Denki and you-” He rambled before Mina cut him off.  
“Ok, ok, ok. Stop snitching on us and yourself.” She glanced over to Bakugo who was barely being held back by Denki. “This is about you and y/n.” 
Kirishima’s heart started sprinting after hearing your name. They already knew how he felt so what more did they want? 
“Wh-what about y/n?” He asked. 
“Bro, we’re almost third years yet you still haven’t made a move,” Sero replied as he ran to the other side of the room to avoid Bakugo's wrath. 
“Yeah, not gonna lie it's kinda embarrassing and hard to watch,” Denki added.
“He’s right but that’s beside the point. I mean it's not that hard, all you have to do is just tell them.” Mina stated, clearly starting to get irritated.  
“It's not that simple though. There are so many things that could go wrong. For one, I could lose our friendship. Or I might-” Kirishima started before being interrupted by Sero. 
“Wow, it's been a while since I’ve seen you whine like this.”
“I’m not whining! I’m just stating facts! Jeez, let me speak out loud.” Kirishima yelled. 
“If it makes you feel better, a couple of people in general studies were thinking about asking them out soon,” Denki added, earning a glare from everyone. 
“I- how does that make me feel better?” Kirishima asked. 
“Well, you see..good point,” Denki replied.
“You guys aren't helping whatsoever!” Mina groaned. “You know what! Everybody out! Right now!” 
“Tch, I didn’t even say anything. Besides this is my room.” Bakugo mumbled. 
“Jeez, Bakugo if you didn’t want them to find your stash of All Might merch that’s all you had to say,” Denki stated, before walking out of the room. 
“Run that back?” Bakugo asked, his eye twitching violently. 
“He probably got more than Midoriya,” Sero sneered as he followed after Denki. 
“Racoon eyes, try not to trash my room. These two idiots need to relearn their lesson.” Bakugo states, the little pops of his explosions sounding around the room. He flies out of his room, slamming the door shut in the process. 
“That’s not my name and you know it!” Mina yells as she ignores the faint explosions and screams. “Look, Kiri. Ignore them, but seriously when are you going to tell y/n you like them?” 
“I-” Eijirou started before Mina interrupted him. 
“Do I have to lock you in the closet? Cause I will if I have to!” 
“What no! I just-”
“You just what? I honestly don’t get what’s stopping you, Kiri. I mean none of us can see into the future so who knows what could happen? This decision could change your life for the better! I just don’t want you to regret this.” Mina stated. 
Kirishima thought this over, weighing the pros and cons of the situation. Mina was right. He did say he wanted to live life to the fullest without regrets. So what was stopping him? Rejection. Getting hurt again. Losing one of his best friends. The fear of not being able to recover from this. But he couldn’t let that hold him back. Not after all he’s worked for. Not after how far he’s come. He was Red Riot. Unbreakable. 
“I’ll do it.” He replied. 
“You sure? Because I have three other pages of ideas.” Mina joked.
“Yeah, this has been going on for far too long,” Eijirou answered. “But, um, can you take this tape off now?” 
“After you replace my eco gel. Don't think I forgot about that!” 
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It was two more weeks before Kirishima made his move. Two long weeks where he was ready to confess and backed out. Honestly, his friends all thought they were going to have another “intervention”. And as Kirishima was yet again preparing to back out and try again next week, he overheard someone from general studies talking about asking you out soon. Eijirou was running out of time. 
During lunch, you agreed to meet him behind the school after classes let out. His friends saw and knew exactly what was about to happen. For the rest of lunch, they hyped him up and built up his confidence. Kirishima felt like nothing could bring him down. He was unstoppable, unbreakable. 
Yet when the final bell rang, signaling the end of the day, his insecurities started bubbling in his stomach. All of that confidence from lunch was still there but quickly fleeing. But Eijirou couldn’t back out now. He was right at the finish line. 
‘No regrets. No regrets.’ He repeated to himself as he sped-walk to behind the school. And as soon as he got a glimpse of your hair, his nerves went into overdrive. He could do this. He couldn’t do this. He could do this. He couldn’t do this. He could do this. 
“Hey, Eiji!” You said, with your signature smile. Well, there goes his heart. 
“Hey- uh hi y/n. Were you waiting here long?” He replies. And there goes his brain. 
“Nope, I had to help Tsuyu real quick. So, what did you have to tell me?” You asked. Oh no. Here it comes. 
“I- well I wanted to tell you that I um...” Kirishima started. He couldn’t do this. This would ruin everything. All of his insecurities were bubbling up and crashing around in his head. It was like he was in middle school all over again. Palms sweaty. Throat closed. Everything crashing down. He can’t do this. He can’t do this. He can’t-
“Eiji? Is everything ok?” You ask, clearly confused about what was going on. He peered into your eyes. They were full of warmth, hope. He had to do this. So Kirishima bit the bullet and poured out his heart to you.
“I like you. A lot. And at first, I thought this was just a phase but it's not. This is too hard to fake and nothing could replace this feeling. And I get that you probably have a line of people trying to date you and I know I could never live up to that. But if we were together I would never lie, make you cry, or do something behind your back. I would be faithful and always stay through the good or bad, all day every day. Y/n, you’re the one for me and I want to be the one for you. If- if you’ll let me?” 
It was done. Now to prepare for the rejection. But, it never came. You were silent. Your warm eyes were blown into shock. It looked like there were so many things you wanted to say, yet no sound came out. While it looked like you were having an existential crisis, Eijirou was having one of his own. His fight or flight was activated, but he knew he had to stay. Your response meant everything to him.
“Do you- did you mean that?” You questioned, eyes glassy.
“I- yeah. Every word.” He replied. He had come this far already; might as well go the whole mile. 
“Well then, you’ve got my heart.” You answered. 
Yup. He figured you would reject- Wait what? 
“W-what?” Kiri questioned. 
“I’ve liked you ever since we met, but I never felt brave enough to say a word.” You admitted. 
That was unexpected. And now his heart is soaring. Apparently, the seventh time is the charm. He just wants to run all the way to America and back. Do backflips off a train. But he can’t, he has to, needs to, keep himself calm. 
“Wow, I had no idea. And now I feel bad for waiting for so long to say something. Um, how about I take you out Saturday to make up for it?” Kirishima asked, rubbing his neck in hopes of calming down his nerves. 
“So tomorrow?” You replied. 
“Uh yeah! Is that ok?” He asked, slightly panicking. 
“Of course! Just don't be late or bail on me!” You joked, your signature smile appearing again.  
"I wouldn’t miss it for the world,” Kirishima stated, his smile also appearing over the sincerity of his words.
This was everything that Eijirou had always longed for. Someone sharing the same strong feelings he had. It felt nice for a chance. He knew he had another situation to stress about (your date!), but that could be saved for later. Now, he just wanted to bask in this feeling. And despite being rejected so many times, it didn’t matter. He wanted to be with you, needed to be with you, and now he was. 
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➢ thank you so much for reading! i hope you enjoyed and don't forget that Jesus loves you, to drink water, eat some food, and get some rest :))
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blinkpen · 5 months
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three cheers for my brother y’all he came through for my heathen ass in the emotional support department; he says he doesn’t understand the “lgbt thing” but only because he’s literally never really given it much thought, but he Wants to understand, for my sake, and agreed that mom’s treatment of me is Not Okay, and he will be there for me no matter what. He didn’t interrupt me once, he actually just let me talk! And let me catch my breath when I needed to before continuing instead of using that to hijack the convo! I forgot what that feels like!
he now has notice about the possibility of me skipping town, but now that I know he at least has my back, so much fear has lifted, I can at least slightly more time to plan now
(the suitcase remains packed n ready to go at a moment’s notice however)
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astillnight · 4 months
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Frederick says hello!!!
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flowercrowngods · 3 months
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me @ my pain flared self that got up at 7:30am: you know you could simply. not go to a party at your best friend‘s place with a whole bunch of people you don’t know who will probably be loud and drunk in the middle of the night and instead simply go to sleep and hopefully wake up not aching
also me: :) maybe socialising will cure the pain and the tireds :)
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eyesofshan-if · 4 months
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Wait do you have a patreon (are you setting it up now)? For point of views you could do a poll here on Tumblr!
i don't have a patreon at the moment, but i'm in the middle of preparing some works in advance and planning out my schedule for uploads!! while a poll would be great, i'd like for readers to throw out any ideas that they'd like to read as well!
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I thought creating a bingo card would be a lot more fun lol
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cleversuccseshname · 2 years
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shippinginthedeep · 7 months
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Iain De Caestecker in twk 1x10
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opens-up-4-nobody · 8 months
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#sorry i cant shut the fuck up today. i think i just feel worse on the weekends bc i kno i shoulf b relaxing#ppl r telling me to relax. take a break. let me kno how i can help. let me kno if theres a problem. bc my behavior is apparently ya kno like#visibly somethings not right. but how tf am i supposed to relax when i have so much to do#so im stuck spiraling like dont work but also think insistently abt working. but get nothing done. its horrible#mostly rn im stressed abt all the grading i havent done and the work on my masters data i havent done#but its like. something in my head is on fire and it's burning thru all my cognitive energy. i am just trying to keep existing#how tf am i supposed to find the energy to read 45 lab reports? im like illiterate#and idk i just feel bad about coming into a new lab being so sick. i just dont like being a problem#it also does not reflect well on my future career that im being such a flake on things. like sorry if i have to work on my research#assistant data rn i might die ✌️ ugh. itll b fine. i just need to find a way to effectively manage my head#and i keep hearing my dads voice in my head talking abt personal responsibility but like i dont even kno how to employ that. i could suck#it up and double down on productivity but that way leads to burnout and self destruction. do i doubke down on relaxing?#i dont kno how to do that. like u would probably just have to drug me. which is y i do not partake in substances. that way also leads#to self destruction. so what am i do to? cross my fingers and pray for a fluctuation in my general mood?#hope that aliens invade and that an incoming invasion sharpens my focus onto only one single thing?#idk. but my sister is finally working on the fish i askrd her yo draw me. so i gotta think of how i wanna get it tattooed#bc shes not an art person and its an act of indulging chaos to get an imperfect image tattooed onto me#so i might have to do some things to make it make me not insane. i asked for this bc i like causing myself problems. also i was in a#slightly altered state of mind when i asked lol but i stand by it haha. anyway. idk things r just annoying and hard rn as i knew they would#b. and im good at catching myself before things get dangerous but it sucks that i feel like a ticking time bomb of destruction. ugh.#unrelated
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tierracottas · 1 month
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have been looking forward to my haircut for weeks now (it's today!) not solely because i want to control at least one change in myself but also because i can't stop thinking about getting my hair washed and being treated with care
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spookywriters · 4 months
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Oh boy, fam, we're looking at mortgagings and housings and it sure is a lot to take in haha
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lululeighsworld · 5 months
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GOOD LUCK FIRE EMBLEM HUSBAND #1 MAY THIS FINALLY BE YOUR YEAR!!!!
(pspsps @ my followers if you have a my nintendo account......you can also throw him a vote here)
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jessicas-pi · 1 year
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dont you love it when you're singing along to a song and then the realization that a lot of the lyrics go really well with one of your fics hits you in the face like a soggy pancake cause i sure do
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coffeeastronaut · 6 months
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i am once again giggling over MOFFAT of all people understanding (or at least getting extremely lucky in how it comes off) doctor gender better then the two ‘progressive’ writers. incredible stuff
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deadmomjokes · 2 years
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My cherry tomato is out there trying to grow beefsteaks, the snack size bell peppers are bigger than the “giant” eggplants, the “giant eggplants” are the size of my thumb, the chamomile reseeded itself in the middle of the gosh dang summer, I somehow have a entire celery plant I have no memory of propagating and it’s outcompeting both the invasive morning glories and the “everbearing” strawberries that haven’t bloomed since May, and out of three zucchini plants I have yet to materialize a single zucchini this entire year.
We’ve clearly entered some kind of upside down parallel universe where nothing means anything anymore, but at least the un-spicy jalapenos are, in fact, as un-spicy as advertised, so it can’t be all bad. Or maybe that’s just further proof we’re living the Bad Timeline, idk at this point
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cypresstrees · 7 months
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my partner just told me that bc i'm a card carrying member of a construction workers' union i'm allowed to wear carhartt as a white collar city slicker without appropriating worker culture
what do we think
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