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anime men who are the definition of:
“wear what you want, i know how to fight.”
IWAZUMI, chuuya, E R E N, Mikey, MIGUEL, Natsu, Laxus, Bakugo, Shinsou, Levi, Jean, Oda, Atsumu & Osamu, Ban, KARMA (he’d start the fight tbh) Akutagawa, Suna, Guren, Yami, & Asta (but who knows if he’ll win)
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it’s CRIMINAL that there isn’t many fairytail fanfics like wym😣😣 fairy tail got some of the most DROP dead GORGEOUS men I’ve seen and only me and like 5 others are thirsting over them??💔💔
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ok so the thing i need people to understand about OPLA chopper is that: HE’S BABY. i’ll elaborate
people are wondering why his antlers are fuzzy and maybe it’s because he’s actually a muppet but like. real deer antlers ARE fuzzy!!!
it’s called velvet and it helps bring bloodflow to the antlers as they grow and develop around springtime:
SO YES chopper is BABY. a growing boy
…deer also shed their velvet every fall, and it’s painless (like reptiles shedding skin) but it looks horrifying and now i’m imagining monster point chopper with these:
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Captain Levi had never planned to fall in love with you, the pregnant widow of a Survey Corps member.
Your husband wasn’t part of his squad, but he’d seen him fall, just seconds too late from being able to save him. He’d found a letter to you in his pocket and delivered it to you in person; it was the least he could do, he thought. You were gracious and thankful to have this last message from your sweetheart but Levi saw the depth of sadness in your eyes, and something else simmering just below the surface.
“I’m pregnant,” you confess. “Three months.”
“Do you have family to go back to?” he asked.
“I have no one.”
And that’s how Levi found himself visiting your house whenever he came into Trost. It was late fall, so the Corps was on hold from any expeditions, and after he picked up his usual cleaning supplies, he’d find himself picking up some things for you and bringing it by.
“There’s some tea there that is supposed to be good for morning sickness,” he says as he hands you a bag of groceries, “and some of my officer’s rations of red meat. I heard that’s good for a growing baby.”
“You’re too kind, Captain. You don’t have to do all this for me.”
You were right, he didn’t, but he couldn’t help worrying about you, a soon-to-be mother, raising a child on her own.
A month turned into two, then three, your belly growing rounder, your features becoming even softer. There was a glow about you he couldn’t describe, almost angelic.
His monthly visits had become weekly; you would cook him dinner and he’d stay until the fire in the hearth was embers, and your eyelids became heavy.
But this time, as he stood up to leave, you took his arm.
“Captain…could you stay? Just for tonight.”
He knows he shouldn’t. You’re still grieving and probably just lonely. But he can’t deny the pull you have on him. You’re beautiful and kind-hearted, witty and spirited. His thoughts drift toward you so naturally now, wondering how you’re feeling, if you need anything.
If you need him.
And so he follows you to the bedroom and lays on the bed beside you, making sure to stay on his side and give you the space you need. You toss from side to side, finally lying on your back.
“The baby’s too active tonight. I feel like I’m a human punching bag,” you sigh out, then you roll over to look at Levi.
“Do you want to feel it?”
You gently take his hand and place it on your belly. For a while, he feels nothing but the pounding of his own heart, touching you in what feels to him to be so intimate.
But then there’s a little bump under his hand. Then another.
Levi’s experienced many things in his life, but never has anything brought him so much awe than those two little movements.
He spent that night with his hand on your stomach as you drifted to sleep, and decided right then and there that he would do whatever it took to keep you and that little one safe, healthy, and happy.
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A while back my pharmacist saw my deadname on my profile and accidentially called it out, he corrected and deleted my deadname from the system so only my preferred name shows up now. There was a crowd of people behind me, so as he hands over the pills he apologized, in equal tone and volume as when he called my deadname and lied saying it's been a long day and he didn't mean to call out -his own- name. I quietly told him it was fine and he didn't need to do that for my sake.
His response: "No, it's my name now."
I went to the pharmacist yesterday, his nametag is my deadname. He informed me he's immigrating and in the process he's changed his first name to my deadname to have an English sounding name. That's why he's now able to get a reprint of his nametag to be my deadname. And repeated, with the intense seriousness of someone who is going to die on this hill: "It's mine now. Not yours. I'm taking." His tone indicated that decision is final.
Bro literally deadnamed me once, and has committed to flat out stealing my deadname. It's his now. Legally. Officially. I over heard his co-workers call him by the name.
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I can just imagine this.
Bakugou attempting to get along with Shinsou so the two are trying to find something in common. After a tiny bit of talking and a lot of silence they both mention something stupid that their partners did. They then realize they are both Morosexual (attracted to idiots basically). After they agree on this you, Kirishima, and Denki are just standing there with the most offended looks on your faces that you could muster.
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nah i'm sorry but there's something about tired bloody and extremely injured men that makes them even more attractive than they already are when they're basically on their deathbed
screw tumblr that makes me post a maximum of 10 photos😮💨
i can't be the only who thinks that leave me alone it's the animators' fault
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Every fairy tail ship is just feral wife x equally feral husband
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they should invent eyesight that doesn't go bad from reading fanfiction on your phone 24/7
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