@chivalrousriots
i like your shirt. it’s much brighter than the rest of your clothes.
@ICYHALFS ; ﹙ . . . . ﹚ ‧ ₊ ˚ ❞ aw yeah! i knew someone was bound to compliment it! thanks man, yours is pretty manly too.
i already told mina i didn’t want any—-…-eijirou. i’m sorry, i—
@LUN4RISC ; ﹙ . . . . ﹚ ‧ ₊ ˚ ❞ ( kirishima steps into the room silently. he scans the ceiling, the shadowy corners, everything. his pupils looked like outerspace with the decor. and he felt like he actually was when he looked at her. his eyebrows furrowed as he listened, and he sat down beside her, an elbow resting on his propped knee. ) honestly chiyako, i've never been in that situation, but i feel ya... in a way i grieve the people i wasn't able to save, or will never be able to... and i grieve for you, too. ( he looks at her. ) it makes more sense than anything in this world.
… come in. ( she allows him into her dorm, which is darkened with little glow in the dark stars and moons. only a lamp illuminates the room. she takes a seat on her bed. ) even though i didn’t know them well, i found out my biological parents were killed. but it still /hurts/. i can’t remember what they looked li—-like, but i still grieve their death. how does that make sense??
@LUN4RISC ; ﹙ . . . . ﹚ ‧ ₊ ˚ ❞ chiyako, please tell me what's wrong. i know there's something, i know you. so please. ( gently, his palm rests on the back of her hand. ) tell me.
stop making up words!
what do you think of this for chiya?
@UPMEDRESS ; ﹙ . . . . ﹚ ‧ ₊ ˚ ❞ she already looms angelic, but she'll look so much angelic-er!
shh.. sit still—-i don’t wanna get red dye all over your face.
@LUN4RISC ; ﹙ . . . . ﹚ ‧ ₊ ˚ ❞ .... ( with a slight, shark toothed pout. ) yesss...
ei—- ( theres a sigh from the young girl as she moves to pull his back to her torso, massaging the dye into his scalp. ) i know you do, but do you want this done or not?
where is he.. whe—- eijirou! ( relief washes over pale, scuffed features, running to her boyfriend to engulf him in a tight embrace. ) thank god.. thank /goodness/ you’re safe.
/ training camp arc fight
oh, god.. ( for a brief second, she buries her head against the crook of his neck, lifting herself off her heels to do so. pulling back, she scans his features for any sign of injury. blood trickled from her shattered regulator. ) some of us.. ? what do you mean? ..where’s bakugou?? is sayuri alright??
@LUN4RISC ; ﹙ . . . . ﹚ ‧ ₊ ˚ ❞ ... chiyako – * good. she's okay. the daze he had been in was broken once he picked up the sound of her voice. sweet relief. still, though. * you're alright, oh god. * he wrapped his strong arms around her. * some of us are okay ..
@LUN4RISC ; ﹙ . . . . ﹚ ‧ ₊ ˚ ❞ chiyako sakamata, i'd be honored. * with a toothy smile, kirishima offers a hand. *
… can you stay with me, eiji?
.. ( there’s the slightest of smiles forms on her spooked expression, and noir finger tips wrap around his. ) thank you.
@LUN4RISC ; ﹙ . . . . ﹚ ‧ ₊ ˚ ❞ ... of course i can. what kind of man would i be if i just left you like this.
** SO THIS IS WHERE U HAVE BEEN
/ RAHHHHH
