Yes

I agree with @crazy-obsessed-enby I could smack him and take out his legs

I was tagged by @twstlibrary !

YOU HAVE TO FIST FIGHT THE LAST FICTIONAL CHARACTER IN YOUR CAMERA ROLL, HOW FUCKED ARE YOU?

...well then 🥲

❤️ TAGGING: @xialatvs, @theorphanprince, @shiny-jr, @187-mg and who else wants to!

No❤️

I mean it’s very pretty! But no❤️

Pain, pain, and more pain. I am hurting knowing that he’s hurting

wouldnt it be fucked up if dark was the one in the mock interview

LETS GO!

Bill Nye for most of his career: Imma do science for kids. Science without politics. Nice, tame science for the kiddos.

Bill Nye now:

Reblog if Fan Fics are just as valid as Fan Art

Affirmation for writers, please!!

Likes do nothing!!

Reblog this if your blog is a safe place for trans individuals.

Alexander: *pours salt in coffee and brings it to Washington as a dare* Drink this.

Washington: Oh uh, thanks.

Washington: *drinks the whole cup*

Alexander, nervously: Uh, didn’t it…taste weird to you?

Washington: Yeah, but I didn’t want to hurt your feelings, so I drank it all.

Alexander, tearing up: O-Oh, okay.

I want to prove a point to a coworker of mine.

Pretend this post is the coronavirus.

If you see this on your dash, just reblog it.

Let’s show them how quickly this virus can spread from just one person.

I have made a new discovery. Gunther x Mark lowkey slaps like wtf I didn’t even know that this existed

gunther...gunther the drone's gone already, you can stop now......if you want...

I actually really like this the ending was swell

sensei

— Being a Pro Hero means having a will of steel, too bad for Shinsou that will of steel has one major kryptonite: a schoolgirls skirt. —

pairing: pro hero!shinsou hitoshi x fem!reader

warnings: 18+, smut, dom!shinsou, bondage (capturing weapon), blindfold, orgasm denial, cursing, praising, mindcontrol, degradation, roleplay

word count: 6,789

a/n: this was a commission!!! omggg!!!! also i used the name mindjack for his pro hero name and neutralizer is your hero name! okay, so like, don’t come for me until you read the entire thing. if I get a single message about what I think ya’ll might come at me for imma spit on your butter. if you cant eat butter then your oat milk or whateva.

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Shinsou stood in the kitchen, his Pro-Hero costume on, and his hands pressed onto the countertop. Today was the day that his hero work student was coming in for a small dinner of celebration. After months of conducting some late-night hours and intensive fighting, they had finally taken down an underground crime ring that had been resurfacing in Japan. 

His fingers ran through his hair, the soft locks parting with his calloused fingers. Years of having to strengthen himself to keep up with physically powerful quirk holders had left his body sharp, hard, and rugged. There wasn’t a part of his body that hadn’t been bruised; that wasn’t without its imperfections.

It was almost hilarious to think of where he used to be, a child in high school who was no stronger than the average person in Japan, and where he was now. 

Placing his cup to his lip, Shinsou was about to take a drink of water when a knock was heard. A small grin quipped on his face knowing precisely who it was, placing the cup on the table and shoving his hands into his pocket, Shinsou walked over to the front door and opened it.

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