kirishima shoots up like a weed during his years at UA and in the years after.
by the time he’s well into his career as a pro hero, he’s taller than all of his friends, taller than most people he knows. (not as tall as fatgum, who’s still a good 45 centimeters above him—but maybe he’s okay with it after seeing how many times fat’s bumped his head on doorframes.)
kirishima’s taller than you. he knows you like the height difference, knows because you like it when he bends down to kiss you, when he puts his arms around you so you’re wrapped up in him. but there’s one downside about your height difference that he doesn’t have the heart to tell you about.
for dates, you spend a lot of time getting ready—doing your makeup, styling your hair, picking out your clothes. he likes to hangout with you as you get ready, admires the skill it takes for you to do all these things to end up looking so nice. he always makes sure to tell you how beautiful you look.
but once you’re both out the door and walking to your destination—he stops being able to see all your hard work.
he can only see the top of your head, really. your shoulders, some.
“sorry,” he tells you once this fact slips out one night as you’re both taking a walk around a park after dinner. he looks at you with worried eyes, biting his lip.
you stare at him for a long moment, blinking rapidly, then slap a hand over your mouth as you burst out laughing.
he’s relieved, if not a little confused, as you move forward to hug him tightly, still laughing.
“if anything, i’m sorry about the view,” you tell him, grinning, looking up into his face.
he shakes his head, saying earnestly, “no, no! the view’s great! the top of your head is very cute. but it’s, like, 5% of you, so! i wish i could see all of you at once, always.”
you snort, smiling. you reach up and grip the front of his shirt, tugging him down towards you gently.
“c’mere, you. only you would call the top of someone’s head cute,” you say, then kiss him.
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One of the things I love so much about Dead Boy Detectives is how much attention is paid to detail, even on little things, even when they didn't need to go that hard.
Take the very first case. This WWI ghost?
Was killed by chemical warfare.
If you've done any reading on WWI, one of things that comes up again and again was that it was the first major conflict where chemical warfare and gas attacks were employed against soldiers on the ground.
Soldiers on both sides were terrified by it. They had gas masks with them all the time, when there were enough to go around, but sometimes the gas masks failed.
And if someone was hit by a gas attack, what were some of the symptoms? Blistered skin, blisters in the lungs, and irritated eyes, up to and including blindness.
This man was killed by a gas attack, probably mustard gas, and likely when his gas mask failed.
They never mention it in the dialogue. Maybe Edwin and Charles don't even know.
But the show runners did the research and designed his makeup accordingly and slipped in that little nod for anyone who knows the history.
God damn. This series was made with so much care, and it shows.
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