yeah, everybody leaves
[id: It's a drawing of Aizawa and Yamada standing against a darkening sky. They are both wearing their hero costumes—a black jumpsuit with a brown belt and grey capture weapon and studded leather jacket with a large pop-up collar and leather pants—and appear somber. Aizawa, depicted with tan skin, is clutching his goggles tightly in one hand while the other hand is in his pocket. Yamada, drawn with paler skin and dirty blond hair, has both his hands in his pockets. Shadows cast over their upper bodies while light illuminates underneath the curve. /end id]
[id: It's the original Horikoshi illustration of Aizawa, Yamada, and Kurogiri. Yamada and Aizawa are both wearing their hero uniforms. Kuroigiri is very faintly sketched behind them. /end id]
I thought I had today off but it's TOMOROROW so I guess I'll put all my energy into writing when I get home because MAN I need an outlet as soon as humanly possible.
"someone who allows you to rest" is the relationship dynamic of all time
Sometimes you have to cut sleeves off of your shirts. For your mental health.
Because think about it...
Kirishima has some pretty bad quirk envy. Everyone else's quirk, in his own eyes, is better than his. He has trouble seeing his own self worth, nevermind his quirk's worth.
And then he trains his ass off and unlocks Unbreakable. The ultimate shield move. He can block Bakugo's blasts, tank hits from fucking Rappa and Ojiro and whoever else is throwing massive blows his way. And there's his worth, right? There's what he's made for. It isn't an assigned roll, no one ever told him he had to be a shield, he figured it out himself.
The thing about self worth issues is that you only see the bad. So he never sees his hits, only his misses. He doesn't recall standing back up in that Rappa fight, just that he fell in the first place. He doesn't remember using the middle school incident as a turning point in his life to become the best hero that he could be, he only sees himself as a scared preteen, watching Mina stand up for people and that he was to weak to do it himself. He doesn't see the fact that he saved Mina and got the tranquilizer into Gigantomachia's mouth, just that it didn't work immediately and he thinks that he failed.
So he works harder. Trains more. Pushes himself to the edge and then even over it; creates a new line in the sand every month on how hardened he can become. How fierce a hit is that he can take and keep moving. Because he wasn't strong enough in middle school. He wasn't strong enough when Ms Midnight died. And he wasn't strong enough again during the war and Mina exhausted herself and her quirk.
So, in his mind, his option is to become the best damn shield anyone could ask for. By shielding those around him, by becoming so damn sturdy he can bench press a building, he's worth keeping around.
I have seen a lot of punks with mohawks and liberty spikes saying that they don't wash their hair every day, they just go to sleep and fix it in the morning because it takes such a long time to do their hair, so I think is fair to assume that Present Mic just goes to sleep like That most days
His own special eye
Collection of shotos from this chapter because I love him
You can call me Coffee Find me on AO3 and bsky 32 || He/Him || Ten years too late to the fandom || Tired
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