#( oop lol ).

[leveloneandup]

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[lehazard]

adrian isn’t the type to look into things ahead of time, if the BSAA gave him a thing to do, he’ll do it—though mostly out of spite. he’s only been with the organization for less than a year and things are…. settling in, he guesses. people still look at him with a mixture of curiousity and distrust but it’s not as open and more subtle, but occasionally he’ll pick up on someone’s thoughts and hear the whispers behind his back—but he’s getting used to it. though this, this had to be on purpose somehow, despite the fact that the brunette knows that it’s not—the chances of someone from the BSAA knowing about this and putting him on the team to rescue some director from a group of anti-bioterrorists? absolute zero. some of these people can barely dig their way out of a wet paper bag, let alone find that one person that almost took him down. still when he came upon the same man from all those years ago, the archer couldn't help but let out a snort. "what the absolute fuck."

When it rained, it poured as they said. As if a tightly scheduled week wasn't already grinding his gears; pressured for reports, sitting through candidate screenings, meetings, keeping up appearances with his agency's funders... someone had to attempt to go and take him out. Blocking him in at an underpass in the dead of night whilst on his drive back home. LeClerc did everything but go quietly when his masked assailants finally dragged him out of his vehicle. It took something blunt and heavy to the back of his head to put him down. Cowardly bunch of assholes.

It's uncertain where Dionte was taken or how much time has passed, but when the agent came too again he wasted little time fighting off that lingering daze. Closed off room with plain walls, plaster covered windows. They didn't want him seeing where he was. Immediately binds were fought loose with painful twists and turns of his wrists to wring himself free. Waiting around for someone to notice his sudden disappearance and for a rescue wasn't an option. Besides he learned a long time ago: if you want something done, do it yourself. With a couple of decades worth of service under his belt, it was child's play when making his escape. A matter of stealth as he creeped along and swiftness as he stumbled upon his captors. Promptly seeing they were personally delt with.

A shine of bright lights flood the door way just behind him. Casting a disfigured shadow on the walls ahead of him and across the floor. Dionte turned on a heel, confiscated weapon at the ready when sights land upon an all too familiar face, suited up in an all too familiar uniform. That couldn't be right.

"You." @inagent working with the BSAA? They surely had to know his prior affiliations. Right? Lip curled ever so faintly as he spoke, "Unbelieve. This day just keeps getting better."

[patchthemedic]

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[isadora-greenhall]

Matt Arnold, in s1e14, re: Henry's favourite tv show: I hope it gets cancelled now

Anthony Burch: 👀📝

[amuhav]

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"I'm fine. It's just a scratch." "I'll kill them." "Qu, don't." "I'll kill them all." "Don't."

[waywardvictorianconfessions]

Half-jokingly was telling a friend I bet she wishes the guy named after a hiking and climbing tool was still around to buy up those $250 "paintings"

[dapper-shipping-forever]

Scrolling Vash's tag after blocking his ship tags is like

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[ozwritesrandomshit]

Whether they’re fictional locations (the monochrome room) or real ones (school), it’s interesting to see the return

I like when my dreams reuse locations from past dreams. like oh cool we doin a bottle episode

[aclumsyshyandclingylittlemailman]

Aww i guess i not taking fwank with me to twick or tweat :(

[thelunarsystemwrites]

LUNAR I PULLED A YOU

[everydaylouie]

go miffy go!

[possuminthetrashh]

What can I say, I sure love raccoons and parks

[catasphy]

Eyes

[katsukistofu]

contents ౨ৎ ⋆ k. bakugo x teacher! fem reader. fluff. ⭑ he keeps staring. the kids notice.

In your five years of teaching, you never thought you’d see Dynamight sitting cross-legged on the daisy shaped carpet in the center of your classroom, while your kids swarm around him to paint his face.

Warmth spreads across your chest as you take it all in. It’s quite the sight, to see the big, buff, seasoned twenty five year old pro hero letting all these tiny toddlers take turns taking clumsy swipes at his face with the colorful paints you bought for them the week before for art class.

What you don’t notice is the way his eyes trail to you wherever you are in the classroom. When you move to open the windows to let the fresh air in, to wipe the chalkboard, even when you’re organizing the mess of crayons on your desk into their rightful bins.

“Why do you keep staring at our teacher?” One of them, a little boy wearing his t-shirt backwards, curiously pipes up. Everyone else nods in agreement, they’ve been wondering the exact same thing.

“You gonna tell her what I said when I leave later?” Katsuki raises a brow. A chorus of playful noooo’s follow him.

“We’re gonna tell her while you’re still here!”

These little brats. He’s barely known these kids for two hours and already he knows that they love you like a second mother, and wouldn’t be letting him go so easily. There’s fondness in his eyes as Katsuki chuckles and leans in, and the kids eagerly lean in to hear what he has to say.

“I’m starin’ cause she’s pretty.”

Gasps and nods of agreement spread across the carpet just as you clap your hands together, your sweet voice ringing through the classroom, to which everyone, including Katsuki with his paint bedazzled face, turns to give you their fullest attention.

“Alright my angels, let’s give Mr. Dynamight some space now okay?”

Curious little eyes glance back and forth between you and Dynamight with, when someone loudly pipes up, “Ms. L/n doesn’t have a boyfriend!”

“Mr. Dynamight thinks you’re pretty!”

“He stares at you like the way my brother stares at ice cream!”

“Hey I was going to say that!”

Bickering ensues across the carpet and you simply gape at them as a hint of a smirk appears on Katsuki’s face.

Should we tell them after class? He mouths in your direction.

No, you mouth back, covering a giggle behind your hand at the continued chaos of your kids behind your boyfriend.

A little homework never hurt anyone.

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[babyanimalgifs]

When he didn't realize you're in the room

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