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Do you ever starting a new WIP, like it, and finish it all in one go despite being inactive for almost a month???

Yeah me too 😅

Also if you know/like this anime i love you.

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Just a little WIP to let yall know im not dead 😌

I got the quote from shesawriter on tiktok!

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Redraw of Baby Kiri

Startin off the new year with a baby kiri redraw! I actually like how this turned out XDXD but maybe this year I'll actually try to learn how to draw backgrounds

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I’m calling this segment

✧･ﾟ: *✧･ﾟ:* Just Ace Things *:･ﾟ✧*:･ﾟ✧

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Ma and Banana!!!

Surprise @bunnyramen !!! This is my thank you for my christmas present! Also I just love Ma and banana 😭😭😭😭 I couldn't not draw them

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My application to join the bakusquad:

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My art a year and a half ago

My art 11 months ago

My art three months ago

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Found this chat for you on Tumblr

New one cause the old one is full of dead people!

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Bakusquad wallpaper!!! (It might be a little bit big sorry TwT)

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Alright, alright, i got it! you didnt have to make me cry tho 😭😭😭 @pandoraships

the dynamic between heinz doofenschmirtz and perry the platypus would probably come off as v romantic and gay if they were two people in a similar age range rather than a dude and a platypus. no i dont ship them but think about it. villainous monologues are already a very romantic and gay thing in itself (don’t question me on this you know im right). listening to somebody ramble excitedly about something they’re proud of is even more romantic and cute af. also doofensmirtz is already gay anyway. the only thing preventing this from becoming Peak Gay is the fact that perry is strictly professional and also a platypus. thanks for coming to my ted talk

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I was WAY too invested in this post 😂😂😂

the dynamic between heinz doofenschmirtz and perry the platypus would probably come off as v romantic and gay if they were two people in a similar age range rather than a dude and a platypus. no i dont ship them but think about it. villainous monologues are already a very romantic and gay thing in itself (don’t question me on this you know im right). listening to somebody ramble excitedly about something they’re proud of is even more romantic and cute af. also doofensmirtz is already gay anyway. the only thing preventing this from becoming Peak Gay is the fact that perry is strictly professional and also a platypus. thanks for coming to my ted talk

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WHY THE FUCK AM I JUST NOW SEEING THIS?!?!?! FUCKINF TUMBLR DOESNT NOTIFY ME FOR SHIT!!! THIS WAS SO FUCKING CUTE LIKE DAMN IM SO FUCKING JEALOUS OF BAKUGOU LIKE I WANNA LAY IN KIRIS LAP AND GET FACE MASKED!!! SCOOCH OVER!!!! MOVE!!! 😭😭😭😭😭😭

Kirishima sighed as he got onto his bed, finally done moisturizing himself after his long shower and was now pulling on his fuzziest slippers.

It was finally time for his long awaited self care night that had been implemented by Mina months ago and now got into the swing of things. Now that it was time for it, he wondered what he should do first.

He decided to play some music first and went over to his boombox, shuffling through his many tapes and finding his long worn out Prince box and dumped the tape out into his hand, popping it into the empty cartridge.

After closing it, he pressed play and was greeted by the sound of Prince’s beautiful voice filling his ears. He smiled, walking over to his drawer and pulled out a jar of clay peel off masks, gifted by Aoyama, and a brush to apply it with.

He sat in front of his long mirror, the hardwood floor cold against his bare legs as he was wearing shorts that were a little too short to walk around in, as told to him by Iida.

But here in the comfort of his own dorm, he wore them without a care! It was also paired with a worn out Queen shirt, one of many.

He grabbed a ponytail holder and put his hair into a high ponytail, and looked in the mirror with a smile. It was long enough now in his second year that the end of it hit above the middle of his back.

He grabbed the jar of clay mask and opened it, dipping the brush in the grey goo and applying some to his nose first.

Then it branched off to his cheeks, down to his chin, around his eyes, and finally stopped at his forehead. He scanned all around his face and was satisfied when he didn’t see any empty spots.

He grabbed his frozen gel packs shaped to look like cucumbers, leaned back against his bed and put them over his eyes, sighing at the relief.

It was silent enough even with the Prince music playing softly in the background, that began to get lost in thought.

He thought about the weekend, since today was Friday, he didn’t have anything on the agenda until Sunday, when he went on their weekly roller skating trip around town and practicing their double dutching, coming with them this time was Denki since he said he wanted to join last time.

As he thought harder, he suddenly remembered something.

He was supposed to be going with Bakugou to his house because his mom wanted to see them!

He thanked the metaphorical train of thought currently going around his head, he would’ve forgotten and looked dumb when he wasn’t ready to leave.

He knew how Bakugou got about being on time for things, Kirishima always told him that the blonde always seemed like he was running out of time.

His thoughts were brought back to the outside world, when he became suddenly aware of the clay mask tightening on his face.

And the sudden knocking at his door, Kirishima almost didn’t answer because it was his time right now and didn’t want to be dragged into some kind of activity tonight.

But what if the person needed help?

There was another knock and in a split second, his vanity was outweighed by his need to be helpful, much to the dismay of the three vanity cells in his brain.

“Coming!” He got up, taking the gel packs off his eyes and padding over to the door, the redhead putting a hand on the door and opening it.

And there was his boyfriend, Bakugou standing in front of him with a blank expression on his face.

“Need something, Honey?” Kirishima lifted an eyebrow, if it weren’t for his chest rising and falling, Kirishima would’ve thought he kicked the bucket standing up.

After a moment of silence, Kirishima was going to shut the door but a hand stopped the door, which made him open it again.

Ok, now he was a little frustrated, if Bakugou was going to sit there like the cutest gaping goldfish he’s ever seen, then he could get back to what he was doing uninterrupted.

“Can I come in?” Bakugou finally spoke, Kirishima noticed how breathless it sounded. Was he running here or something? He didn’t smell any excess of caramel sweat more than the average amount.

“Uh..sure!” He opened his door wider for Bakugou to come in and closed the door behind him, Bakugou sitting on his bed and Kirishima sitting on the bed next to him. The floor was getting kind of uncomfortable anyways.

“So like, is there something you needed? Or did you just come to check up on me?” He teased, knowing Bakugou would never admit to it out loud even if Kirishima already knew.

Bakugou shook his head, opening his mouth to say something but growled when nothing would come out.

“Can I do that too?” He said after a minute, Kirishima’s eyebrows jumped in surprise. It wasn’t long before a giant smile graced his cheeks.

Bakugou most likely thought he was going to say no since the slightly relieved look in his eye told him so.

Kirishima wasted no time in grabbing his clay mask and a new application brush, as not to spread potential germs.

Speaking of germs, he sanitized his hands before making his way back to Bakugou with items in tow.

He sat on the bed, instructing Bakugou to put his head in his lap, making the blonde blush a bit. Bakugou did as he was told, spiky hair making contact with his thighs which kind of tickled a bit.

In the silence of him focusing on opening the jar, he heard the song Kiss playing, one of his favorite prince songs.

Now he was in an awesome mood, a smile stretching across his lips as he stared down at the boy in his lap. Dipping the brush in the grey goop, he spread it across his nose which wrinkled, most likely because it was cold.

It was almost like painting a canvas, mesmerized by the way it glided so smoothly across his cheeks and down his cheek, which hadn’t been cleared of acne but that didn’t make him any less of a damn knockout.

He had been so focused on application, that he hadn’t noticed Bakugou staring intensely at him until they made eye contact.

Kirishima blushed under his mask, which was more than dry by now, but he could deal with that in a minute, he was working with highly explosive merchandise.

Really fucking gorgeous merchandise.

He continued, dipping the brush into the goop and spreading it across his forehead, somewhere in his mind a voice said ‘simba’ which made him snort.

Kirishima applied the last coat of mask to his forehead and being satisfied when he checked to see he didn’t miss any spots.

He almost spoke but realized he heard soft snoring from Bakugou’s mouth, which made him cry a bit internally because he was so damn cute and relaxed.

He had to take off the mask and moisturize his face but....it could wait a little bit.

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A late birthday gift for the amazing @leal-5 ! Happy late birthday!! 💕💕

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🎶👀 ~Sha la la la la la my oh my~ 👀 🎶

Thanks to @anonomously_antisocial for the idea!!

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Its a package deal 😌💅

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For @bunnyramen !!! Some strawberry baby Kiri for the soul!

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I am SCREAAMMMINGGGGGGG😂😂😂😂

AND YOU CAN ALL PRY BROTHERS SHINSO TODOROKI AND KIRISHIMA OUT OF MY COLD DEAD FINGERS! IT IS NOW CANNON IN MY MIND.

SBOJFBOJSBOJBDOJDBIHBSOJDB HADJBDOJBLSJBS I LOVE THIIIIISSS MY HEART IS POUNDINNNNN

I'm still sick but not dead!!!

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Todoroki: Bakugou? Why are you hiding?

Bakugou(hiding behind a wall): I'm a wanted man.

Todoroki: Thats impossible.

Todoroki: You weren't even a wanted child.