Kirishima is best boy and I love him
kirishima’s manly ideals apply to all genders reblog to support kirishima’s manly ideals
CW: Gender-neutral reader, Reader's birthday, "Pebble" & other nicknames
A/n: happy birthday to me for another 10 minutes. Enjoy this short fic
The music plays loudly through the kitchen speaker as Kirishima grabs the ingredients for the cupcakes out of the cabinet. His beautiful partner dances along humming grabbing some eggs from the fridge and placing them in a small bowl so they can get up to room temperature.
"Pebble, this is going to be the best birthday ever! I'll make sure of it!" Kirishima beams.
"You said that last year too," the birthday partner hums.
"And I delivered didn't I?" he hums.
"Of course, you always do," they respond Eskimo kissing him.
Kirishima and y/n begin whisking the dry ingredients together and then adding the wet.
"It looks so good already!" Y/n beams.
"you always have had a magic touch when it comes to baking," their boyfriend comments swiping his finger into the batter licking it off. "Tastes great,"
"Hey!" Y/n giggles batting his hand away again, "that has raw egg and flour dorkus. You could get sick,"
"Could," Kiri hums.
Rolling their eyes y/n fills up the cupcake tins placing them in the oven.
"Hey Google, set a timer for 18 minutes," Kirishima calls out. The timer sets and the two clean up.
"Hey, baby~" Kirishima calls out.
"Yes, my love," y/n giggles back.
"I love you. Happy birthday to you~, happy birthday to you," he begins singing.
Y/n laughs gently at him kissing the sturdy hero. "So silly"
The cupcakes finish cooling and being frosted. Y/n and Kirishima grab one each eating them at the dining table.
"Did you have a good birthday?" Kirishima questions.
"Best one yet, all thanks to you my big strong love," y/n responds happily eating the cupcake.
AU: The heroes don't run into Eri and save her giving Overhaul the time to perfect both the quirk erasing bullet and quirk replacing bullet. He becomes famous amongst both heroes and villians running the two bullet companies but no one knows about Eri's part other than being Overhaul's quiet daughter.
One of Overhaul's many assistants was applying light makeup to the child in front of them. They did their best to hide the puffiness and dark circles under the girl's eyes but from the sleepless nights of crying it was hard.
Eri, the 13-year-old daughter of the creator of both quirk erasing and quirk replacing bullets, Overhaul.
Overhaul and Eri are preparing for an interview on one of the biggest TV shows in the country. Overhaul walks in fixing his white gloves.
"Eri, it's time to go. Don't forget, you don't say a word at the interview," he says for the 100th time.
"Yes, sir" she mumbles standing. Eri straightens out her dress taking her caregiver's hand. Overhaul and Eri walk out to the talk show floor.
"And here the man of the hour is, Overhaul! With his beautiful young daughter. Welcome you two," The hostess says standing to shake the twos' hand.
"Thank you so much for having us. It's truly an honour," Overhaul hums.
The three of them sit and the interview begins.
"So, do you have any details about how you make quirk replacing drugs?" the hostess begins. Overhaul chuckles smiling at her.
"Of course I can't share any of the processes, it's a secret, if I did then replicas may pop up left and right. I hope you understand. It's for my productions security," He responds.
"Oh of course I understand!" The hostess hums. "Well, how is it running this company with suck a quickly growing young girl to take care of?"
"It's a challenge on occasions but Eri is much better at listening than when she was younger,"
The Interview continues, with minimal questions directed towards the young girl when it finally ends.
"Thank you two so much again for joining us today it was a joy," the hostess ends.
Overhaul and Eri walk out towards the back to leave. The poor girl is struggling to hold back tears thinking of all the lies her caregiver so freely spills. As they exit the building paparazzi surround them and Overhaul makes sure his grip on Eri's arm is firm. A small reminder to smile as though everything is okay.
Shakily Eri smiles at the crowd and is pulled off to the car. Overhaul and Eri return to their house, the base, headquarters, whatever words you want to call it. Any except home. That place is no home, and never will be as long as she's dissected for evil.
"I need to clean up and finish some paperwork before we work on the next batch of removal bullets," Overhaul says.
Eri barely hears him running to her room as soon as she entered the door.
Overhaul rolls his eyes at the childish behaviour before leaving to clean up.
In the young girl's room, Eri pulls at her hair as the tears begin falling.
"AHHHHHH!" she screams at the top of her lungs.
By now it's a normal occurrence at the Shie Hissaki headquarters so the other workers pay no mind to the screams, sobs, and objects clashing as they're thrown around.
Finally calming down again Eri quietly sobs thinking, 'if only they knew, if only they knew how bad they hurt her, how badly she needs help to leave'
I also made a simple Mikan CMV.
CW: gender neutral reader, storm anxiety
The sirens begin blaring & I feel my body seize Up. The rain is pouring down outside when Denki comes back home. He sees me curled up coming towards me. "Sunshine, are you Okay? Is the storm scaring you? " he hums sitting beside me.
"Yeah, the sirens are so loud & scary," I mumble out.
Denki pulls me on his lap, still wet from walking inside. "How about we make a fort in the basement & wait out the storm. We can grab some candles & books to read too,"
I nod shakily as we gather up the pillows & blankets going down the stairs. The two of us set up the fort & Denki sets me inside going back to grab some candles and books.
Once Denki is back I lay on his lap whils he runs his hand through my hair. He lights the candles and I begin reading out loud to him. He isn't shy about silly commentary in order to make me laugh.
A few hours pass and a few chapters left I feel my eyes get heavy & Denki Pets means I fall asleep.
This is the second possible gothic lit for my class. I’m probably not going to submit this one since it’s very dark.
TW: alcoholism, fighting, general vent post. Based on a prompt where the first and last lines are supposed to be the same but mean different things.
Yes, this is about me. shut up
Like father like daughter. That's what they always say when we're together. I love being around my dad for the month, running up to see him after the whole school year with my mom. We have a long long drive to head to his house but we listen to music and catch up and I usually fall asleep. they say I have his eyes and nose, and we have a ton of interests! I love my dad, I look up to him so much. He's strong, and smart, and does lots of cool mechanically stuff with cars. My dad and I play nerf guns together, and he learned how to braid for me. We play wrestle and read together or watch Gas Monkey or Magician shows! I really think I'd be amazing if I grow up to be like my dad.
My mom and dad are getting back together! Isn't that awesome! I can finally have a family again, and they have three rooms so I don't have to share with my brother. I'm so happy that we get to live all together. My dad helps with school when he can, and makes tons of yummy food, usually, sometimes he makes too much or something I don't like but I need to finish it or else I don't eat anything else. That's okay though, I'll suck it up eventually, I guess.
There have been more fights than usual recently. I really don't like yelling but I've been reading a lot more to help escape it. My dad has some weird and difficult punishments for when my brother and I don't get along. He doesn't get along with my mom, should he be punished too?
I'm going to my first wedding! isn't that awesome! I get to be all dressed up for my aunt's wedding. It's really fun, they had a really cool sand pouring thing to blend my cousins with their new stepdad! They also had a GIANT bonfire; I love bonfires, they're so pretty. My dad also likes bonfires. It's another thing e have in common, though I don't like alcohol like he does. I'm okay with that. Dad acts really weird when he drinks alcohol.
Dad acts really weird when he drinks alcohol.
....
Yeah, really weird.
We moved away from him. We had to move away fast so we are living with my cousins for a while. They have small dogs, different from the big dogs my dad has. I don't know how I feel about big dogs.
We still have a puppy from my dad's dogs. She's a bit stunted but I love her so much. She has to live with other people because we don't have room for her. We do have a kitty cat we met while living with my dad.
Why does nothing go right for me! I scream into my pillow before throwing it across the room. My brother just made another mistake! why does he have to make life so difficult!
I start crying heavily.
I see something in the back of my closet. Forgetting what I put back there I grab it.
...
My aunt gave me this picture.
A picture of my dad, in his uniform.
To protect us, yeah right.
I wish I could burn and break this photo till nothing ever remains.
Does that make me bad like him? This anger I feel. This yelling I do. Am I just like him?
I don't want to be like him. I can't be like him! But you know what they always say. Like father like daughter.
I practiced some SFX makeup and love the pictures that came out
I got into some closet cosplay Sero last night just to do something. It was fun even if I didn't nail his personality