stop aali that lil drabble of kiri loving the girl who does his hair just melted me I would literally combust on my feet rn if I could, cause I know I would if I were actually doing his hair and :( what if he felt so so soothed while you wash his hair + the exhaustion of the day (cause he would never miss an appointment; maybe be a lil late, but never kiss it) would leave him drooling a bit and sound asleep and just đ„Č can you see how much it affected me?? thank you and thanks to the anon who sent that other ask, that ei will live rent free in my mind
đĄË+âđŒâŠ â bad hair days + ek.
à«ź Í>âĄ< Íá warnings â some fluff + comfort. mentions of civilian death, rough days, new relationships. hiccups ok wait wait u made me want to elaborate on this !!! more pro hero!kirishima in love with his hairstylist !! please take him and love him and protect him.
âyouâre late.â
itâs almost after hours for the salon, the other girls having finished their shifts around an hour or two ago, leaving you to close up for the night. you would have left with them had it not been for eijirou kirishima missing his appointmentâ something heâs never done in all the time youâve been cutting his hair.
kirishima, though a pro hero high enough in the ranks to take his money anywhere he wanted, always made sure to stop by you for a dye job or a trim, tipped enough to the cover yours and the girlsâ wages for the month and always smiled whenever he got to take a seat in your chair. he never missed an appointment, he was only ever late.
by a few minutesâŠnot a few hours.
and of course that has you worried sick, to death about your favourite customerâ you donât even want to think about what might have happened to him out there today.
but sure enough, the bell to your humble little salon chimes while youâre sweeping up hair and in comes the towering, sturdy heroâ stumbling over his feet with his hero costume clinging to his muscular body, face covered in sootâŠyou swear you spot blood and you donât even want to know who it belongs to. not your eijirou, you hope.
âyouâre late.â you repeat, blinking back tears of worry as kirishima squeezes his way into your tiny storeâ a hand sheepishly rubbing the back of his neck, brushing through soot dusted fiery red locks.
he shrugs, exhaustion set on his handsome features but an apologetic tone in his voice. ââm sorry, today was a long day.â a bad one, eijirouâs eyes say and you out down your broom to beckon him to your seat and styling stationâ grabbing a hair apron to protect him from your late night work.
âsit.â you donât ask which civilians he might have lost today, how much paperwork he had to fill out or how many points he might have gained or lost in the ranks, instead you run your hands through eijirouâs red mane and take his favourite comb to brush the gel out of his hair. âso what will it be tânight, riot?â
relief floods the pretty slopes of the redheadâs features; you can see that in the mirror and how the pro hero slumps into your seat, relaxing as you brush through his hair with tender love and care. âahh, yanno. the usual?â eijirou plays along with you, giving you his signature toothy smile as he melts into your touch. the usual is just code for your playing with his hair at this time of night.
so you keep the joke up, wanting to see him happy even if itâs just for a little while. âaw, not gonna let me colour your hair, honey? i heard dynamightâs bombshell blonde dye was a hit with the ladies.â
âoh, i donât know about thatâŠâ his body shakes with familiar laughter; kirishima letting out an undignified snort at your joke while you twirl mini braids into his luscious locks. âi think you prefer me red anyways,â
you spin his chair around to face you, leaning forward to tangle a single finger in kirishimaâs fringe now that his hair falls down over his face.
âyouâre right, riot, i do.â
the salon is overcome with a silence that gives eijirou room to breathe outside of being pro hero red riot, it lets him settle into the bones of being himself againâŠrelaxed, happy and safe from the raging world outside that he faces everyday. because with you, he feels like heâs the one being protected instead of doing the protecting.
his large hands, as calloused as they are, move gently to fiddle with the utility belt at your hipâ filled to the brim with hair ties and clips, your combs and scissors before they settle on your waist as so to gently pull you to stand between his legs.
âyou take such good care of meâŠyanno that?â
kirishimaâs voice trembles, but only just. yet, itâs still shaky and newly vulnerable enough to let you know that the world has been too tough on him today, that the image of japanâs sturdiest hero is beginning to crack and you take it upon yourself to soothe them over with little things like this, playing with his hair way past closing time and grounding him.
you might still be exploring one another, getting used to having your hearts lie with each otherâŠbut you already know, youâd do everything in your power to keep kirishima happy, comfort him even on his bad days. âwell,â you whisper back, moving to hug his head to your stomach, brushing down the back of his head in soft, caring motions. âyou are my favourite customer, so youâll always get special treatment with me, hon,â
eijirou bristles at that, nuzzling into you as he finally closes his ruby gem eyes and lets the tension of the day flow out of him with each pet you give to his hair. âyâspoil me way too much,â he mumbles into your tummy and pushing his head into your hand for more, making you smile. âhow am i ever gonna repay my favourite hair stylist?â
you pull back from kirishima only just, scratching the hair at the back of his head as if he were a cat and look down at him with affectionate eyes.
âwell you can start by kissinâ me like you were missinâ me, red.â
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I can't believe that it was over 20 years ago that I made these pictures, up all night on in-love and inspired evenings at a historic and beloved photography studio in San Francisco's Hayes Valley.
Film and hot lights. Dynalite strobes. Wet darkroom prints.
 âHmmâŠâ All the dresses her stylist picked out are laid out on the bed but she cannot pick herself. The pastel pink dress is lovely, but the mint one is just as cute! âWhat do you think?â
#Repost @jeremysaffer âą âą âą So... this just happened... I just did a photo shoot with Alice Cooper, Johnny Depp, Joe Perry, and the rest of The Hollywood Vampires for some new photos that should be out in the near future. Awesome photo shoot and an incredible show. It was awesome getting to photograph so many legends together on one stage. keep your eyes to their pages for the photos to be posted. BTS photo by the lovely and amazing @yourlivingdeadgurl and big ups to @luxiskillah for coming out of assistant retirement for this one. @hollywoodvampires @alicecooper #JohnnyDepp @joeperryofficial #teamcanon #dynalite
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     now sierra knows how to dance, donât get me wrong. but she also knows how to - not dance. if that makes sense. âwhy are you just standing there?? how can you NOT wanna move to this song???â
Legit, this is the best birthday present Barry Allen has ever gotten and of all the people to have been this thoughtful about a gift? Itâs definitely NOT Bruce Wayne heâd think of first. He almost asked, rudely, if Diana had something to do with the tickets, but as if Bruce could tell Barry didnât quite believe him the man had interjected:
âI follow you on Spotify, Barry.â
Ohhh yeaaaah, he sure did.
So here he is in the area for VIP passes and front row seats, minutes away from seeing THE Dynalite, a k-pop group that took even American radios by storm that summer and had ruled most of Barryâs Spotify for weeks now. Heâs trying not to be so overwhelmed by his excitement that he ends up vibrating and clipping through the damn floor but honestly?
The energy here is WILD. Everyone is already screaming and crying out just from the intro music playing before Yuna and Beatbot make their grand entrance. Barry whoops and hollers like the best of them until his voice feels husky.
âDY-NA-LITE! DY-NA-LITE!â his chant catches on, soon the whole crowd is braying along!
Such an alluring beat, a thrilling heat! She can feel the world around her throb, entranced by the soul of the music spewing from the DJâs playlist. A mix of gorgon proverb with a little bit of siren aptitude led to the finest, sexiest club dances imaginable. Throw a ghoul into the mix next round, and Raleigh was off in her own world, fully lost to the sounds permeating her glamour and resonating deep within her soul.
Music can tame the beast, so they say. Itâs a good thing her guardian wasnât there to make things even worse, or things mightâve just gotten a bit too steamy for public eye view.
âIsnât that you singing?â Raleigh has to yell over the music just to get an ounce of commentary to the woman dancing next to her, Yuna of Dynalite, âyou have such a lovely voice. We should collab sometime!â
Imagine all the human souls they could entrance, imagine all the hearts they could petrify...! Oh, the thought gave her such tingles!
