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kirishima will make the first move, if he wants.

this is what bakugou has always thought. he’s never been particularly good at putting himself out there, even after three years at UA.

so he surprises himself when his hands ( scarred, calloused, never quite gentle enough ) reach out to snag kirishima’s forearm, holding him in place.

kirishima looks back. the sun from the window lights his face and hair up with gold, brings out the honey-molasses flecks in his eyes.

“hey,” he says, and bakugou’s heart squeezes at that warm, familiar smile. “what’s up?”

bakugou stares at kirishima. there are words in his throat, things he wants to say ( things he means ) but they refuse to come out.

gonna fucking choke again, katsuki?

kirishima’s eyelashes flicker; his mouth opens slightly, like he wants to say something. bakugou will never know what kirishima would have said, because bakugou’s body goes against everything his mind has ever taught it and pulls kirishima close.

“bakugou,” kirishima whispers. his eyes are wide, startled. this close, bakugou can see the scar on his eyelid, the smattering of freckles across the bridge of his nose.

“your heart is beating really fucking fast,” bakugou whispers.

kirishima’s eyes always smile before his mouth does. “duh. it’s because you’re here, dude.”

“obviously,” bakugou says, and pulls kirishima in for their first kiss, all honey and warm caramel.

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Twin pops are friendship food

tried to make sure the color doesn’t change that fast, but tag for epilepsy warning just in case

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local eboy horrifed by boyfriend’s fashion sense

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(loneliness) is only love’s hologram

it’s six-thirty pm on a friday night, and kirishima has a lapful of bakugou katsuki and a hummingbird’s heart.

bakugou’s hair is impossibly soft. the tips tickle the underside of kirishima’s chin; burnt caramel fills his nose.

light from the side windows cast the side of bakugou’s face and jaw into liquid gold, lighting his hair on fire. kirishima can see dust motes swirling around in the fading sunbeams in front of them.

and then he has to go and ruin everything.

ao3 link

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Legally Redhead

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au where bakugo’s parents are divorced and his birth father was guy fieri

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i’ve got canned heat in my heels tonight!

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hello, im clair! im a new anime + gg blog lookin for oomfs! if u like

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♡ fruits basket

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♡ loona , chungha

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read this kiribaku fic or perish