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I feel like you should know that you deserve all the happiness little red. Also does your hair feel kinda rough from trying to maintain the red speaking of said color.

Oh wow, thank you! I’m really happy right now, and I hope you are too, dude!

My hair? You can feel it if you want! I guess the texture’s changed a bit, but not too much- I let it down as much as possible when I’m not out, too much gel can ruin it, man!

#ask #anon

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Just wanted to say that I love you and you're one of my favorite boys. I hope your days have been as bright as the sun like you are!

W-woah, thank you! You made me super happy-

I hope your days are filled with sunshine too!

#[hes a blushy boi] #ask #anon

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Do u have a favorite food to eat with a favorite person?

I don’t really have a favorite dish, but I will eat anything with meat! It’s the manliest food, I feel (not that other foods aren’t manly!).

Favorite person…? I don’t think so, but I do enjoy eating food with my friends and my family- it makes the meal taste much better when you eat it with the ones you love dontcha think!

#ask #anon

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Who would u say is in the bakuquad

Bakuquad? Oh, ya mean like our friend group right? Well, I feel like the whole class is friends in a way but if I had to narrow it down to Bakugou, I’d say it’s me, Kaminari, Sero and Mina!!

He might not admit it easily but I’m sure he likes hanging with us as much as we do with him!

#ask #anon

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The sky was darkening, he noticed. It might rain soon. Kirishima’s phone buzzed as he saw the text from Sero. He was about to text back when his eyes caught a familiar figure walking towards him. Yellow sweatshirts were pretty hard to miss, especially if your friend was a giant compared to the crowd. 

The boy grinned and took a few steps towards his friend, raising his hand for a high five. “Dude, hey! You look exhausted,” He noted. Sero must have been running. “You didn’t have to speed up to get here, but thanks anyway!” 

He turned to the mall gates. “C’mon, let’s get started. We can get something to drink for you, and the sooner we finish the better. It looks like it’s gonna rain and I didn’t bring my umbrella.” He chuckled sheepishly. 

(( @rp-sero ))

Kirishima stood outside the bustling gates of the shopping mall, tapping away at his phone as to look preoccupied. He was waiting for this friend Sero, who should be here any minute now.

Kirishima was very grateful that Sero had even agreed to even meet him, what with this outing being so last minute and all (it didn’t take much convincing after he offered to buy the other boy lunch though). Kirishima needed to buy a present for his mom’s birthday the next day. He really shouldn’t leave things like this to last minute. 

Asking Bakugou was out of the question. Kirishima wouldn’t mind, but the boy doubted his friend would be patient enough to be dragged along the entire mall, waiting on Kirishima to make a final decision for a gift. He also would’ve asked Kaminari or Mina, but he knows they’d all end up playing around the majority of the time and forget the reason they even came in the first place. 

Sero was the best option for this situation; sure they’d goof off a bit together but he’d definitely be a big help when choosing something his mother would like.

Serooo, Kirishima whined in his brain, looking around the crowds entering and exiting the mall. Where are you?

(( @rp-sero ))

#shopping.arc #sero

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Kirishima burst out laughing as his friend leaned over the sink, coughing. He can’t believe that actually worked!

“O-oh my god,” He wiped a tear from his eye. “I c-can’t believe you actually fell for that!”

Kirishima was still laughing when he opened the fridge and took out a water bottle for Kaminari to wash down the taste. “Well, it’s your fault you made that hell bagel.”

Kirishima closed the fridge and offered his friend the bottle when Kaminari asked if he wanted to eat. His stomach growled in response. 

“Hell yeah dude I haven’t eaten all day!” He opened up the cupboards and drawers to fetch plates and forks for them. “Hey... how about you make that hell bagel again and we feed it to Mina and Sero? And Bakugou! But we gotta make sure we’re outta the room before he bites into it,” 

Kirishima had just finished reviewing his notes for the English test the next day and was making his way to the common room’s kitchen. Bakugou had been kind enough to lend him some notes that made understanding grammar easier, but of course, he owed the guy lunch now. Not that he minded- Bakugou deserved something good for putting up with him for 2 hours. Kirishima made a mental note to not forget their lunch date.

Speaking of lunch, his stomach growled. He’d been cooped up in his room for what felt like days. He needed to stretch and eat something, hence the walk to the kitchen. As Kirishima neared the area, his eyes noticed a familiar yellow headed figure standing with his back to him, facing the open fridge. 

“Yo, Kaminari!” Kirishima called out. He walked towards the fridge to give his friend a high five when the boy turned. 

“Whatcha- oh god,” Kirishima stepped back in shock and confusion after taking one look at what his friend had in his hands. He was holding an untoasted half of a bagel, smothered with what appeared to be cream cheese and sprinkled with-

“Plain spaghetti?!” Kirishima exclaimed loudly. “DUDE, what even?” 

(( @rp-denki ))

#spaghetti.arc #theyre gonna die if they try that lol

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Kirishima stood outside the bustling gates of the shopping mall, tapping away at his phone as to look preoccupied. He was waiting for this friend Sero, who should be here any minute now.

Kirishima was very grateful that Sero had even agreed to even meet him, what with this outing being so last minute and all (it didn’t take much convincing after he offered to buy the other boy lunch though). Kirishima needed to buy a present for his mom’s birthday the next day. He really shouldn’t leave things like this to last minute. 

Asking Bakugou was out of the question. Kirishima wouldn’t mind, but the boy doubted his friend would be patient enough to be dragged along the entire mall, waiting on Kirishima to make a final decision for a gift. He also would’ve asked Kaminari or Mina, but he knows they’d all end up playing around the majority of the time and forget the reason they even came in the first place. 

Sero was the best option for this situation; sure they’d goof off a bit together but he’d definitely be a big help when choosing something his mother would like.

Serooo, Kirishima whined in his brain, looking around the crowds entering and exiting the mall. Where are you?

(( @rp-sero ))

#shopping.arc #sero hanta

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The Curse of Halloween

Kirishima had made sure to study extra hard to be able to attend this very day. The Halloween party the school planned was something everyone was looking forward to, and for weeks it was all anyone would talk about. Choosing a costume was a hard decision that had ended up being made by him losing a bet to Shinsou: Little Red Riding Hood. He’s gotta admit, the dude was sneaky. But Kirishima was also sneaky: he’d be going as Grandma red riding hood. 

Kirishima had to look everywhere to find a proper costume set that would fit him, he even asked Yaoyoruzu to make him the red cape he was currently wearing, and in the end, everything worked out. The red dress reached just over his knees, accompanied with a white apron and stockings, and the cape and basket (he’d have to hold it all night, he really hadn’t thought this through) to top it all off. He had to admit he rocked the look. 

A bit into the party, after he’d arrived with his friends (their costumes were amazing), Kirishima couldn’t stay away any longer so he decided to raid the snack bar for a bit. Biting into an orange-frosted cupcake, he thought of how unlucky Bakugou was to catch a cold a day before the party. It really sucks. Snatching a few snacks for him for later was the least he could do. His ‘bread’ basket would definitely be able to fit those. 

“Kirishima!” Mina Ashido’s muffled voice catches his attention. He smiles and gives a little wave as he walks over to her. 

“Holy crap!” He laughed and spoke loudly, hoping she would hear him over the blaring music. “Your costume is so nice! Did you make it yourself?”

But before he could get an answer the lights suddenly flickered and an unfamiliar voice sounded over the speakers:

“-little heroes, it’s awfully hard to find a ghost! And in the meantime…enjoy your new quirks! I’ve made a few tweaks.”

Suddenly the lights went back on, but everything... everyone looked somehow very different. Even he felt different. Older somehow... he suddenly felt the overwhelming urge to make sure everyone ate well, and he felt shorter and his back was aching, it was like he’d aged a couple hundred years...No way.

He frantically scanned the room with a now deteriorating eyesight as realization dawned on him: everyone had become their costumes!

So this must mean... he’d become an actual grandma?!

Oh, Kirishima was definitely going to riot now. 

#halloween.arc #((sghga itssolengthyiwannacry)) #((grandma kiri for the win!!))

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Kirishima paused and stared from Kaminari’s face, to the bagel and back. His friend made a compelling argument that tempted him into actually wanting to take a bite.

“Hm...you make a good point there dude,” Kirishima reached for the bagel. “To be honest, I’m kinda tempted now... here goes,”

Kirishima raised it to his mouth and took a bite. Dear god it tasted terrible. The soft untoasted bagel with cold cream cheese and the unnatural crunch of uncooked spaghetti bits. Goddamit, Kaminari, how?! Kirishima raised his hand to his mouth and coughed a bit. He really wanted to spit it out somewhere, but his mind made him form another plan.

Kirishima chewed and made a sound of enjoyment and surprise escape his lips. He forced himself to man up and managed to swallow thickly. He looked back to Kaminari and smiled, offering the bagel. “Dude! This is actually amazing, how the hell did you manage to come up with this? Here, you take a bite now!”

He kept the smile on his face as unwavering as possible, not wanting to give himself away. There's no way Kaminari actually likes the taste of this- if I had to suffer and taste this in my mouth, he has to, too. It’s bro code. 

Plus I can't wait to see his reaction to eating it. It’s gonna be hilarious!

Kirishima had just finished reviewing his notes for the English test the next day and was making his way to the common room’s kitchen. Bakugou had been kind enough to lend him some notes that made understanding grammar easier, but of course, he owed the guy lunch now. Not that he minded- Bakugou deserved something good for putting up with him for 2 hours. Kirishima made a mental note to not forget their lunch date.

Speaking of lunch, his stomach growled. He’d been cooped up in his room for what felt like days. He needed to stretch and eat something, hence the walk to the kitchen. As Kirishima neared the area, his eyes noticed a familiar yellow headed figure standing with his back to him, facing the open fridge. 

“Yo, Kaminari!” Kirishima called out. He walked towards the fridge to give his friend a high five when the boy turned. 

“Whatcha- oh god,” Kirishima stepped back in shock and confusion after taking one look at what his friend had in his hands. He was holding an untoasted half of a bagel, smothered with what appeared to be cream cheese and sprinkled with-

“Plain spaghetti?!” Kirishima exclaimed loudly. “DUDE, what even?” 

(( @rp-denki ))

#whoopsy daisies lol #spaghetti.arc

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What's your happiest memory?

Hmm, well… I’ve got a lotta happy memories, but the happiest?

I guess that would be the day I first discovered the hero Crimson Riot! I thought he was the coolest thing ever and wanted to be a hero people could rely on just like him!

Younger me would be pretty proud to see me now…

#ask

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Kirishima snapped back to earth and managed to control his gaping mouth. He didn’t even process Kaminari’s offer of lunch, his mind completely occupied in a state of confusion. 

“Bro, I’m like 90% sure eating uncooked spaghetti is bad for you. Especially like that,” Kirishima pointed to the abomination of a bagel in his friends hand with a face of disgust. “Dude, what were you even thinking?” 

Kirishima knew his friend liked eating, knew that he liked mixing weird things together to get a new flavor. But this was just too far. The bagel in the blond’s hands made his stomach slightly churn. 

Who eats raw spaghetti like that anyway? Why would anyone do that? And don’t even get him started on his friends choice of having an un-toasted bagel. 

“Explain yourself man, I’m freaking out here!” 

(( @rp-denki ))

Kirishima had just finished reviewing his notes for the English test the next day and was making his way to the common room’s kitchen. Bakugou had been kind enough to lend him some notes that made understanding grammar easier, but of course, he owed the guy lunch now. Not that he minded- Bakugou deserved something good for putting up with him for 2 hours. Kirishima made a mental note to not forget their lunch date.

Speaking of lunch, his stomach growled. He’d been cooped up in his room for what felt like days. He needed to stretch and eat something, hence the walk to the kitchen. As Kirishima neared the area, his eyes noticed a familiar yellow headed figure standing with his back to him, facing the open fridge. 

“Yo, Kaminari!” Kirishima called out. He walked towards the fridge to give his friend a high five when the boy turned. 

“Whatcha- oh god,” Kirishima stepped back in shock and confusion after taking one look at what his friend had in his hands. He was holding an untoasted half of a bagel, smothered with what appeared to be cream cheese and sprinkled with-

“Plain spaghetti?!” Kirishima exclaimed loudly. “DUDE, what even?” 

(( @rp-denki ))

#pffftsavehim #spaghetti.arc #(i cantbelieve itscalledthatlol)

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Kirishima had just finished reviewing his notes for the English test the next day and was making his way to the common room’s kitchen. Bakugou had been kind enough to lend him some notes that made understanding grammar easier, but of course, he owed the guy lunch now. Not that he minded- Bakugou deserved something good for putting up with him for 2 hours. Kirishima made a mental note to not forget their lunch date.

Speaking of lunch, his stomach growled. He’d been cooped up in his room for what felt like days. He needed to stretch and eat something, hence the walk to the kitchen. As Kirishima neared the area, his eyes noticed a familiar yellow headed figure standing with his back to him, facing the open fridge. 

“Yo, Kaminari!” Kirishima called out. He walked towards the fridge to give his friend a high five when the boy turned. 

“Whatcha- oh god,” Kirishima stepped back in shock and confusion after taking one look at what his friend had in his hands. He was holding an untoasted half of a bagel, smothered with what appeared to be cream cheese and sprinkled with-

“Plain spaghetti?!” Kirishima exclaimed loudly. “DUDE, what even?” 

(( @rp-denki ))

#lordhelphim #spaghetti.arc #denki #arc

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Yaomomo-san! I just really wanted to thank you for the gift you left at my door earlier! You're so thoughtful it made me cry manly tears!

My, I certainly wasn’t aiming for tears! But… if they’re manly tears, I suppose you mean it’s good? You’re welcome, Kirishima-san!

#yaoyorozu #answer #<3 <3

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Still man, thanks! I appreciate it.

(rp-bakugou) "Happy birthday, you big idiot."

Aw, thanks man! I actually didn’t think you’d remember!

#bakugou #((emotional bro moment))lol

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(Ua-shinsou) happy birthday, I got you some weights. They have crimson riot's logo on them,, weirdo....

Ahaha, thanks man! I love these so much! I’ll make sure to use them!

#ask #shinsou

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Kirishima! Happy birthday!!

Mina!! Thank you!!

#ask #mina

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[Left in front of Kirishima's room is a hardbound photobook of Crimson Riot's career highlights. Tucked in one of the pages is a card that reads: "Happy birthday, Kirishima-san! I hope you don't have this particular one in your collection yet. (I apologize if you already do, though!) Your dedication and enthusiasm always uplift everyone's spirits. We are grateful for your company, and we appreciate you dearly! I hope you have a good day! - Yaoyorozu"]

[Kirishima felt his eyes water as he flipped through the photobook and read the card Yaoyoruzu sent him. He’d been so busy with the hero course he indeed didn’t have this in his collection yet. He smiled at her thoughtfulness. He’ll have to thank her in person later.]

#ask #yaoyorozu #((it really touched his heart thank you uwu))