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And so yes, it’s not graceful. But there’s a pace, a beat, a steady tempo to it.
They’re different. But equal.
It’s something only Bakugou can match for Kirishima, and only Kirishima can match for Bakugou.
or; bakugou always walks on ahead, and kirishima is the steady support behind him, a sturdy rock
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The letter comes two days after you hit land. Your right knee aches with ghost pain, cause long-forgotten. You ignore it, as one does, and tear open the cream-coloured envelope. Scraps of paper float to the ground, but you pay them no mind.
Sorry, the letter reads. Thought I should tell you Mom and Dad are dead.
It's not signed. You don’t need to guess to know who wrote it.
(Or: quiet moments in the life of one Kalluto Zoldyck.)
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"DAY 38
Killu-nii has introduced me to ice cream. I am never going to eat anything else ever again.
DAY 39
Apparently I am lactose intolerant. I do not plan to let this stop me."in which Kalluto Zoldyck gains siblings, friends, ice cream, a more complete knowledge of gender identity, and other such contraband
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Don't read that by laurenshappenstobemyhusband
Fandoms: 僕のヒーローアカデミア | Boku no Hero Academia | My Hero Academia
13 Nov 2018
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Ashido, Kaminari, and Sero watched in horror as the note fell right next to Bakugou's foot. He scowled at them, then picked it up and started to unfold it.
"Kiri's gonna kill us," Ashido whispered.
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Half the Bakusquad debates whether Bakugou likes Kirishima or not. The worst possible person gets the note.
Series
- Part 3 of Some Kiribaku Oneshots
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what's the story, morning glory? by futurehearts
Fandoms: 僕のヒーローアカデミア | Boku no Hero Academia | My Hero Academia
09 Jul 2019
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Katsuki has obviously just woken up, his face a little swollen and his blonde hair stubbornly sticking out at every angle, somehow even more chaotic than usual. His eyes are rimmed red and can barely stay open beyond a squint, but they still manage to deliver Eijirou a scaldingly unimpressed look as they travel from his face down to his very poorly shielded privates and back up again.
Eijirou exhales with relief and grins at the sight. "Aw, dude, you look like a dandelion!"
He doesn't flinch when the towel whips him in the face.
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Eijirou comes home one early morning and finds the squad passed out in his living room.