#lumenvolt

❝ There is no need to fear. he doesn’t bite. ❞ 

well, most of the time. but judging from the look of apprehension on the blonde’s face, this thought is better unspoken. you set your book on your desk, motioning to dark shadow to retreat. it curls around you, eyes glinting playfully in kaminari’s direction. 

❝ you needed help with your english, correct ? ❞

the first lesson of the living arrangement at the dormitory is that privacy doesn’t exist. closed doors do very little if anything at all to stave off companions and he wouldn’t have it any other way. kirishima’s room is fair game, open to all regardless of hour. kaminari just happens to be exercising this privilege.

“ do you have any idea what time it is, man? ” he teases. they both know an answer is not necessary. there have never been schedules designating when students are required to be in bed, but it’s objectively past when any decent person would choose to make a racket. evidently, kirishima is equally remiss in moderating his volume because laughter echoes off the walls loud enough that he makes a mental note to apologize to shouji later.

   it’s my birthday | happy birthday, kirishima !!

Rain never went well together with him. His quirk weakened and dampened after all that moisture in the air. Even the after effects of rain weakens him like nothing else. Which is why he had gone to the convenience store to get ice cream and wait it out. 

And then when he’s outside again. He takes a moment to analyse why everything looked suddenly brand new and different. 

@lumenvolt

i just gotta let my dyslexia tell me that that 3 am is actually a 3 pm… all of my time problems are solved!

god i wish that were me

thats is villain form