#ic;kiri

[bottomstolove]

"Oh, this?" The man calling himself Kiri opened up his white coat, showing off the dark, wet, patch of red slowly but steadily spreading along his side, staining his sweater, and dripping to the ground. "No need ta worry. Just gotta put a bandaid on it and I'll be good as new."

[procrastinationaccount]

Harrow and heat

"She hadn't come on purpose; the scrap of black meat had asked for it - the chain of a kiss: the ice that burnt the flesh of the mouth that had stuck to the mouth that was frozen." (NtN, 472)

"Within the incinerator, [Pyrrha] looked at you ... There was no bloom of necromantic powers, nor move to save [her]self: the third saint to serve the King Undying stared at you with something very like helplessness, lying there with [her] heart exploded, a man before the flame ... It was the first time, as a Lyctor, exploding such tonnage of bone into an incinerator's flame, that you looked upon the limit of your power: and that limit still stretched so far out into the goddamn distance that it was out of your sight." (HtN, 289-290)

"The sky was the ceiling, and the ceiling was a decrepit room in Canaan House, veiled with the hot white breath from her own throat. When the world finally landed its long wound-up sucker punch, a tangled howl came out of her throat, and she was shocked that she was able to make such a noise. Memory hit Harrowhark Nonagesimus with the inexorable gravity of a satellite sucked from orbit, flinging itself to die on the surface of its bounded planet; the world hit her like a fall ... she was not shocked, after all. She was consumed. She was the kindling for the arson taking place in her heart, her brain dry wedding for the flames, her soul so much incandescent gas." (HtN, 3879-380)

"Harrow floundered, not toward the shore, but to the island in the centre - to the black mausoleum of glass and ice ... She hauled herself to shore and lay there, skin crawling, frozen half-solid, shivering and numb in that strange heat predating hypothermic death. And yet Harrow felt no pain; she felt nothing, in fact, but a welcome sense of homecoming - the strange, tiny, pleased familiarity of finding an old book once beloved, or some other antique of childhood ... The ice felt kind and warm; the stone gave as though it were cotton. Harrow lay where the Body had lain, perfectly at her ease, perfectly comfortable" (HtN, 503 - 504)

[blood-2-rain]

♥️My OTP’S♥️

In Order of when I started Shipping them

The fact all my first ships were Fire person x Ice/Water Person.

[intcritus]

"I'm sorry, I know after everything I've said you don't want to hear it... but I..."

Kirishima's face falls as he looks towards Bakugou, his best friend, the one he has entrusted with his fearsome burden. He had reached his limit, the weight of his deception pressing down upon him like a whole planet upon his shoulders, making every step a herculean effort. The confession to one who would not falter, one who would ensure he faced the consequences, the very one he owed the apology after everything given Kamino Ward.

And yet when he sees the way that twisted cheshire smile stretches abnormally upon his lips, he fills the pit of dread form in his stomach, fear twisting as his mouth drops open and his form quivers with the tremor as he realises it was all for nothing. That his confession said in stumbled words and heartfelt apologies had not been told to Bakugou, the one with the most reason to condemn him, but the imposter, capable of hiding in plain sight.

He steps from his perch, staggering backwards as his knees tremor and he struggles to stay upright. Stupid Kirishima, so in over your head. "No I... Why you? Why now?" He wished his voice sounded as strong as his convictions had been, but it trembles as the ground beneath his feet vanishes, the safety he thought he had stolen away in the blink of an eye.

Toga liked the look on Kirishima's face, the horror, the sinking realization that he probably would never try this again. It had been very foolish, yet brave of him to confess how he was a traitor. How heartfelt it had been, to bare his entire soul to blasty, to let Bakugo know that maybe he had good intentions and he never meant for anything they've gone through, anything he'd gone through.

And oh, Toga relished in stomping on this dreams, of letting him know that he couldn't escape the League, that the road to hell was paved with the best intentions, but his hands were already marred with the blood of his classmates, their tears and eventually, their judgment. The only winners here ? The League, of course. Because it wasn't the students they were after, it was Hero Society. To tear down the very institution that had casted them out, labeled them instead of trying to grasp some sort of understanding. But ah, just like Tomura said, she could reject them just as harshly as they rejected her and the feeling was euphoric.

❝ ━ Did it feel good to finally get it off your chest ? To tell your most trusted about the weight of your misdeeds ? ❞ A vulpine smile curls across flushed features, eyes crinkling at the corners as she rocks back and forth on her heels. These clothes weren't her style, but they were comfy. Giggling, she moves toward him, knife in hand, not a threat, but a playful gesture as she taps it against Kirishima's chest. ❝ ━ Why me ? Why now ? Because you've been faltering, Kirishima-kun~, hesitating when given orders, buckling when you should be strong. What good is that quirk of yours if your crumble like pebbles off the side of a cliff ? ❞

Her tone is mocking, sing-song as she stares at him, the glint in her eyes sharp, cold. ❝ ━ It's so cute how hard you tried this time, but we warned you.~ and it seems there's a price to be paid. ❞ Bringing her blade back to herself, she nicks her thumb, letting the crimson beneath bubble forth. She revels in the way he shifts away from her touch, but she smears it across his cheek, fanged grin cracking as she slips the photo of his family, so utterly precious and loving, she'd taken hours prior and pressed it to the blood on his cheek, ❝ ━I bet...❞ and Toga leans close when she speaks, fangs gleaming, ❝ ━ They give the warmest hugs, don't they ? Never had my hair ruffled before, but you would've thought I was the cutest teenager they both saw. Couldn't help but gush about you to a fellow classmate, ahhh, I'm so jealous. ❞

in which, this boy is made to suffer. | @resolutepath

[everypanelofizuku]

Lmao you are godsent. I remember, after ss4, i started reading the manga and screenshotted every panel with deku. We are both into this 🤣🤣🤣

o7

izuku is one of my fav protagonists ever and this blog has been very fun to do and it's very hard to not leave commentary on each individual dekus i post

[decendingfromgrace]

Ok I’m on this idea. Ice hockey player time!

Ice hockey player!Bakugou is a forward, you can’t change my mind. He takes so much joy in crashing into the opposing players. The roars of the fans drown out everything else and his snarl grows at their cries. Rushing the other team as they block the goal to cause chaos. He’s made the most winning goals of any player. They always have him break the ties in the one on one and honestly he’s a bit scary. Fastest member of the team, most aggressive on the ice. Infamous for his skills and the wicked smile he has whenever he scores. No one is brave enough to get into a fight with him while on the ice and he’s a expert at breaking them up. He supports his team, in his own way, and the team respects him for it. Aggressive yells of support and curt grunts of approval.Usually ends up with a bloody nose or a split lip but the adrenaline from the match and seeing you cheering him on makes it all worth it. Always makes sure you get a kiss afterward, weather he’s bloody or not.

Ice hockey player!Kiri is a brick wall of a goalie. They needed to get extra large pads for him due to his size. The goal itself only comes up to his lower back. No one gets past him. Even though he’s huge at 6’6, he’s nimble. It always throws off the other team when he bashes from one end of the goal to the other. He’s know for blocking with his head which makes you gasp and scold him every time but hey he blocked the puck. The most positive and supportive part of the team. Always smiling and pumping up everyone. He doesn’t get into fight but if needed he will end them. Intimidating as fuck to the other team but to those who know him, he’s a sweetheart. The type to pick you up and spin you around after they win. He loves seeing you bow along with the crowd when he blocks a shot, makes him giggle like a dork. The team loves you. They see you at every practice and every game. They make sure you have a spot reserved in the front for you. You need to support your men dammit!

Bk lives to see you get flustered over the heated stare he gives when he passes by your section. His aggression on the ice and his precision makes you weak in the knees and he eats it up. “You see that, babe?” That big smile overtaking him as you flood him with compliments. He may bask in the crowd but he thrives off of you. His bloody kisses are sloppy and adrenaline filled but after the match he simmer downs and really worships you. He gets quiet after a defeat. Steps away from the group to be alone and really shame himself for letting the team down. You’re soothing to him. Sweet murders of praise and rational enough to make him see through the muck. He will look to you for comfort and reassurance cause sometimes his high expectations he can’t reach.

Kiri goes straight to you after a match. Looking for praises and compliments on his performance. He perks up at your coos and awes over how amazing and strong he is, how dependable and handsome he is. How well he did blocking the puck. He big arms easily picking you up to be perched on his shoulder and the team congratulates him on saving their asses from the rival teams shots. When he looses he really blames himself. Trains to an unhealthy degree at times. You know when to pull him away from the gym or the rink and care for him. Compliment him even when he says he doesn’t deserve it for not blocking that one puck. You shush him anyway and continue to show just how much you appreciate all his hard work and dedication.

Both of them love you. Love seeing you in their jerseys and colors. Love seeing your rosy face from the cold. Cant get enough of your praises and kisses and they love to give it all back and then some when they get to fuck you after the game. It’s their turn to spill praises. Kneading and kisses every part of you. Overstimulating you until you’re breathless and shaking. Thanking their perfect, pretty little luck charm for helping them win.

[mwgraham02]

Kiri :] I love this light blue hair guy..the emotional moments he had in 100 made me cry a bit LOL (and I rarely ever cry with media)

Featuring a Lil Joker SD because you can't exclude the buddy, I gotta draw his full form eventually but it's so complex 💔💔

[queencvbra]

Tory someone accuses you and Hawk of flirting when you’re in bicker mode, wyd

ㅤㅤㅤ❝ Either throw up, commit murder, or die. Those are the only options at that point. ❞ // @mskwtz

[shizukais]

[parulite]

"Relax. We're safe here."

sleepy prompts.

kiri exhaled sharply. of course he was awake, and of course he was sitting exactly out of the way enough that she didn't see him at all until he spoke first. her tail curled then whipped back the other direction as she leveled him with the flattest look her face was capable of. still, she went to sit beside him.

“safe...” a strange change of pace after more than a year of ash and blood. the unbroken breezy peace of awa'atlu seemed ... somehow unsettling, in light of it. like all was too-still, here. sleepily awaiting the turn.

when she closed her eyes to sleep, she imagined disaster. she imagined it so vividly it was like seeing it happen: flames licking up the sides of the marui, blood in the water and wailing in the wind... she bundled her shawl tightly around her arms.

“and yet you” she leaned, nudging neteyam with her shoulder, “are not sleeping either.”

[redxriiot]

        “Midoriya’s got the kinda strength where he could snap me like he did his bones all year, and I would fucken thank him.”

          “But then he’d prolly feel so bad if he ever did that...!”

[sharkfinx]

< @uchihacollector | cont'd >

During Orochimaru's explanation, he reached inside his own cloak to get the disinfected napkins box he carried everywhere since pairing with Itachi. How impudent would be to enter someone without the proper cleaning (?) He nodded, assuring to understand all the troubles and consequences his demand could cause. “Thousand of snakes? Noooooow that you said it makes me want to test it out. Kekekeke. Sounds hilarious.” Kisame leaned in, crouching down to match his height to have a better look. Konoha and Kiri’s seals were different by miles but he could still recognize some. Not that he could do anything about it other than lower his chakra stream and hope for the best. "Nervous? I guarantee if I wanted to hurt you I would just say so, nee.”  “Excuse me, nee.” He leaned away, placing both hands around the sannins's cheek. His right thumb entering between his lips and so (and with the minimal chakra possible) touched under their right molars. They weren’t implants. Good. Then finally over the sharpness of them.

The shinobi’s eyes were wide open, veins could be seen. He found the answer he was seeking for. His other free hand just pushed Orochimaru's jaw to close on purpose to pinch his finger. “ Hm.” Kisame murmured, letting go off as well pulling his hand which had blood dripping by. “ I have to admit of being ignorant on anything in the medical field, nee..but, even a thug like me knows enough to identify which bodies to bring back Home.” He stares at his own hand, remembering only kiri-kin had teeth strong enough to pierce a Hoshigaki's skin. “Pardon me, Orochimaru san. That’s all....I would rather let Konoha's claim you. There's enough monsters in Kiri, after all. Your secret is safe with me.” 

[dawnedon]

the ideas im having for a naruto verse rn....

[valakiir]

Turns out random stabs of terror/panic isn't actually a normal thing! Don't know how I managed to rationalize that one but there you go. Love to my psychologist for pointing that one out so I can get it worked on. 😅

[avtrr]

moaat asked:

❛  i want to help you , but you have to let me in.  ❜ (for Kiri)

found family prompts.

She gave in a low sigh, her ears lowering a bit. “ I know... I'm just scared... You really don't think I'm a freak, do you grandma? ”

Kiri would usually feel self-conscious about herself, about her avatar appearance and now with all these weird things happening around her, she felt even more of an outcast, even among her own family.

[ignitionxbomb]

@sparkwave​ followed (for @brightredriot) -- (starter from canon // pre-war arc! Katsuki)

“Oi, Shitty Hair!!” Katsuki called at the red head, “Do you know where Sparky is?!” He questioned, though based on the level of annoyance in his voice it was evident that Kaminari had done something.