#I hope u dont mind !!!

[aisy15-chan]

C!Tommy... He just bit silly...

[lovelyrockstar]

Alrught guys @nexiscool

[shoverse]

pls find 2 random non idol ish things yk for my theme pls

yeah gotchu 👍

[lovesick-ritz]

COUGH COUGH. @mortal-mayhem u have a rlly good artstyle 👀

[plusultramuses]

“ i’ve got your back, okay? ”  shinso...... :3

Shinsou can't help but feel nerves. The upcoming evaluation of his skills was something that loomed at the back of mind since he joined UA. Not making it in the hero course was a blow to his confidence-- both a cause of embarrassment and a sign of his weaknesses.

Though he spent a fair amount of time training with his mentor, he still felt like there were many areas he could improve. Unlike the students of Class 1A and 1B, he was not as experienced in real combat, being limited to the training with Aizawa-sensei.

With the evaluation less than a week away, it was hard for Shinsou to sleep. He had spent his free time training alone and running through potential battle scenarios, losing sleep to the endless bouts of hypothetical situations that could occur. Though he was not typically one to lose his composure, it was hard not to feel strongly about the opportunity that Shinsou thought would allow him to realize his dreams to become a hero.

That was why Shinsou found himself at his mentor's office. He was hoping to get some last minute advice.

"Do you really think I stand a chance out there?" he asks, unable to mask his worries. It was evident his mentor was at least aware of the predicament he was in since he'd seemed to be more concerned about the first year's well-being over whatever training question Shinsou had previously asked. "Do you think our training really worked?"

[mellosghosts]

that one the pacifier 2005 scene but it's laura annoying logan just a few days before he fucking dies

[ruporas]

dragon meat, you, and me

[ochiody]

@deadbaguette hi i saw ur axe clytemnestra thing and got brain blasted. grins

[aisy15-chan]

i just draw....

idk i hope u enjoy the tntduo + tommy meal.

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↓ This comic is base on prompt generator.

Adios

[sincerelybubbles]

"spence?"

"hm?"

"when did you get home?"

a more awake you would be squealing, thoroughly excited he came home early from his trip, but the early hours have hardly begun to bring light and you're struggling to even open your eyes to look at him. your cheeks still widen into a pleased smile though, turning into his warmth and humming, confused, when your hands find the rough fabric of his coat.

"a few hours ago," he says, voice rough, eyes still shut. one arm across his eyes, blocking the minuscule light, the other a vice around your waist. his voice is slow, deep in his chest, caught on the sleep he obviously wishes to keep. but he still turns his face toward the sound of your voice, smile creeping up at the corners of his lips, willing to entertain you despite his fatigue.

"are you still wearing your shoes?" you ask, voice teasing, scooting up in his arm to nudge your nose against the curve of his jaw. you press a kiss there, the point where his bone hits a right angle, lips tingling from the stubble you find.

"no," he says, voice honest, "i know better than that."

"no shoes, but your belt is still on?" you tease, fingers dragging across the leather. you don't care, not beyond a genuine concern for his comfort, but you enjoy teasing him in this way, skimming your lips across the rough skin of his chin in not-quite kisses.

"i took my gun off," he complains in a half-hearted groan, lifting his arm to peek at you out of the corner of one eye. "hi," he says, voice still soft, somehow deeper with affection, dimples the star of the show on his cheeks.

"hi," you say, tilting your head back and lifting your arm to cart your fingers through his mess of hair. "welcome home."

he smiles, reaching around with his other arm to gather you up and drag you across his chest in a bear hug, chuckling at the squeal you let out, sighing against your hair. he presses a firm kiss there, right above your ear.

"we will have to wash the sheets, though. it was really gross for me to not change, i was just exhausted, sorry."

[presyongasin]

“Lookie!! Do I look smarter now?” she asks, grinning ear to ear

she’s adorable yam, im obsessed with the way u write ur bots (she wore my glasses in during our conversation, i guess she gets to keep it now)

i know it's been months since you released the bot but i'm genuinely never going to recover from the puppy!marley

Pretty. Her tongue peeks out, wetting her lips, as she raises a hand and runs fingertips over the collar. Her eyes are staring, a little dazed, until a thought occurs to her. "Collar means pretty puppy," She mumbles, glancing up at you. A small, slow nod. "And that means I get a treat," Another nod, a little stronger. "Can I have a treat?" She asks, tone soft and hopeful.

SHE KILLS ME GAH. i love her, the weepy whimpery pathetic little thing that she is

collar means pretty puppy n that means i get a treat oh wowww

just want to curl her up in a little ball and bounce her up n down. roll her into a soccer goal. put her under a lamp n watch her melt like a little puppy and stretch out with a yawn that takes up half her adorably scrunched face as she lazily whines for scratches.

[puppyeared]

act 4 :(

@chipper-smol and i came to a realization

[rebeljyn-moved]

2 separate gifsets please forgive me for confused

Its ok! thank you for clarifying!

[safe-from-sharp-teeth]

@supernormalblogname's creature lives in my head rent-free (and also under my bed)

[theodosialapin]

stole @alolantikibar 's edits and drew these >83c

[thurio-edau]

idk man i might have a... theory... that @b3achysurfur and @5andysurfur are the same person,, just a theory...