theres very limited options for this so i tried to pick the most "popular" ones i personally see from my mutuals !! if your favourite you think is an Obvious Choice isn't included you may curse me for 1,000 years.
ofc feel free to tag which specifically is your favourite :D and pls reblog for reach!!
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Was thinking about the face look without the helmet in this state
down here I just talk about how I love science and black holes, it's not really interesting
Black holes, the space, the existence of atoms and their different states, quantum entanglement, gene transfer are so fascinating. And that everything may go beyond human understanding. I consider myself stupid for all this and easily confused, and forgetful, but I am still very fascinated by science, theories and the unknown. And usually my head starts to hurt after overthinking about this and reading too much with trying to understand and remember.
just BLACK HOLES ARE SO COOOOOL AND BEAUTIFUL, AND UNREAL, AND MYSTERIOUS
Sometimes I get very active with interesting thing for me that I found very surprising, so I start yapping that I read and see about it to others. Even though I'm embarrassed and scared that I'll start to bother a lot with this. So, I wanted to say abruptly that I love these things
These things can bring such a flow of overwhelming feelings in me that it feels so stupid how I may look and feel from the side. Sad and awkward
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We here on tumblr.gov sure get into a lot of tiffs over what does and does not constitute monsterfucking. And the moment I laid eyes on this post, I knew I was gonna have to press-gang my bestie into creating this, our finest work,
The Monsterfucker Iceberg
@tinynaught pulled most of the names and did the initial sorting; I helped flesh it out and created the finished product. Feel free to fight amongst yourselves.
Order is based entirely on the looks you would get telling people you wanna fuck that; logistics were not strictly taken into account.
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Wanting to stay in touch, Izuku and Rody start mailing letters to each other almost immediately after Izuku gets back to Japan. Izuku sends one first, Rody teases him for being so impatient in his reply; a reply that he wrote and sent as soon as he possibly could but Izuku didn't need to know that. They talk like this for a few months, about their lives and their thoughts, comfortable and open just like when they were traveling together across Otheon; like it was just the two of them again.
Maybe Rody got too comfortable, maybe Izuku's honest nature wore his walls down too much, but on his next letter Rody confesses...everything. How he felt for Izuku, how long he'd been dealing with these intimate feelings in his chest, how yes, actually, he really really wanted to see Izuku again! It's all laid bare before he can overthink it. His handwriting is sloppy and he nearly rips the whole thing up more than once.
It sits fully written, addressed, and sealed on his desk for days before he finally breaks. Rody drops it in the post box and forces himself to focus on something else. It would be at least a week before he got Izuku's awkward but kind let down so he had no reason to dwell on it now. What's done is done.
Then the war breaks out.
The letter doesn't make it to Japan, the borders having shut before it could leave port. Rody has to try and hide the crushing knot in his chest when the old tv at the bar only passively mentions the devastation in Jaku. He has to stand there, mopping the floor, and hope Izuku wasn't involved.
Where was his school again? Was it close to there? Did they send him to fight again? Detailed information is almost impossible to find. Rody's only internet access is the public library and any articles he can find with any details are all in Japanese. He almost tries learning the language himself to fill the gaps in the automatic translations but he gets too frustrated too fast.
He catches the broadcast of the fight with Shigaraki by chance, butting into some random guy's personal space as he streamed the live coverage on his phone. He has to pretend he's just curious and unknowing and not screaming for Izuku to win; to survive.
The dust clears, the fight ends. Izuku is barely conscious but he lived and stood tall long enough that others could get him to the hospital. The room is sterile and peaceful, one by one his worries about his classmates and teachers wash away as they stabilize, heal, and come out of surgery okay. His more unscathed classmates come to check in and give him updates; Mandalay brings Kota and Mirio brings Eri. His mom makes time every single day to see him.
It's been almost a week, he'll be discharged any day now, and his mom comes to see him again with something gently held in her hand.
He got a letter in the mail.
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Shout out to that bartender in Purgatory just vibin. There's an entire line of guests waiting for her to serve drinks, and she's there just chilling, not a care in the world.
✨ She's an icon. She's a legend. She is the moment. ✨
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