#fat gum was a great dad

[fatkish]

Can you do some headcanons of Fat Gum, Ryuukyu and Sir Nighteye taking custody of a teen reader who is a reformed villian/vigilante.

Fatgum, Ryukyu, and Sir Nighteye x. Reformed Villain/Vigilante Teen Reader

Fatgum:

You grew up among villains since your parents were villains, they never really taught you right from wrong and kinda neglected you

You mostly just stole in order to survive, taking only what you needed and nothing more

One day you stole but got cornered by none other than Suneater, with little to no choice, you used your quirk to phase through him but ran right into Fatgum, literally

You got stuck in his fat but after you passed out, he realized just how skinny you were

He took you to the hospital and was upset to find that not only were you severely underweight and slightly malnourished, but your parents had been arrested leaving you to fend for yourself

He decided that moment that he would take you under his wing, he’d teach you right from wrong and give you whatever you needed to get on the right path

When you woke up and he told you it was either go with him or juvenile detention, you happily chose him

The first thing he did was bring you food and help you get to a healthy weight

Once that was done, he began to help you with learning to live normally and even helped you learn how to make friends at your new school, Shiketsu Academy

As your life began to change and become more normalized, you thanked Fatgum who decided to adopt you since you needed an active and actual parental figure in your life

From that day on you happily accepted your new dad and the two of you became family

You would try to cook all kinds of different foods and you both would try them, sometimes you made a great dish and other times… well, you believed in not wasting food but that ended up with you in the hospital from having food poisoning so…

You began to have a passion for cooking and would become a great chef all thanks to your dad

Ryukyu:

You were an anti-hero. You did what was necessary to keep others safe and would even kill to protect the innocent

You were skilled in combat and were pretty decent with the use of your quirk

One day you cornered a particularly nasty villain and had nearly managed to take them out but suddenly you were both shot at

You saw a couple heroes and tried to escape only to be confronted by Ryukyu

You tried to escape but after Ryukyu decided to transform, your battle was over

Since you technically had yet to kill, but had incredible skill, the HPSC hoped that you could be reformed into a hero

So they decided that you would be placed in the care of Ryukyu

At first, you tried to sneak out only to get caught every time, you’d constantly argue with Ryukyu on morals and rules, saying that some were stupid and that others needed revision

When Ryukyu saw how you viewed society, she discovered that you weren’t necessarily wrong, but you could definitely go about things in a better way

She decided to help you find a better way to make the changes you wanted to make in society but in legal ways only

As you both grew to have a mutual understanding and respect for one another’s views and values, you decided that she wasn’t so bad and accepted her

As that happened, she too, accepted you and you both became extremely close, almost like family

After that, you would go on to become one of the best underground heroes ever

Sir Nighteye:

Reader was an Orphan and a vigilante who used their own gear that they designed to catch criminals

You never used your quirk on criminals since that would be breaking the law and you didn’t want to get in trouble for that

You had created small devices that were a disguised as bugs like dragonflies and butterflies/moths. You made them contain small cameras and have tracking devices in them

These devices would fly around and would be able to attach small trackers to people or things when they land on them

You used these spy flies to help you with your vigilante work, you’d track criminals to places and use your technology to apprehend them and then alert the police to come and get them

You made sure to wear a mask and hide your identity, you also didn’t leave your technology behind for heroes to find and repurpose or mess with since your creations were precious to you

The Nighteye agency had been investigating your work and were trying to apprehend you but you kept evading them

One day, Sir Nighteye used his quirk on a suspected criminal and foresaw you apprehending them and decided to set up a trap for you

You followed the suspect to an abandoned warehouse where he and his supposed associates were hiding. Only to be caught by the Nighteye agency

When Sir Nighteye saw how young you really were, he decided that your talents would be wasted in Juvenile Detention and that you had a bright future ahead of you, granted, that you stayed on the right path

When Nighteye found out that you had been rescued by All Might as a child when your parents had died in an apartment building’s collapse, he saw how much you admired All Might

When you told him that All Might is an older hero and that he’s bound to retire eventually and that you feared for that day and that’s why you became a vigilante, he knew that you were a good kid and just needed a helping hand to get you on the right path in life

So he decided to take you in and teach you how to become a hero and although he may be strict and seem like a scary and intimidating guy, you both bonded over your admiration for All Might

When you showed him and had explained to him all your technology and how it works, he was curious as to why you weren’t in a hero school in a support course, you explained to him that your orphanage didn’t have the funding to send you to a hero school, which is why you had no other choice but to become a vigilante

After that, he decided to use his connections to enroll you in UA’s support course, to which you thanked him endlessly and hugged him calling him your hero. After that, he also adopted you and became your legal guardian

In time, you and your new friend Mei Hastume would become partners and become two of that century’s greatest technological creators and you both would go to live on I-Island

[richeeduvie]

can you pls write something about roman seeing baby jr as a newborn in the affair!au

Roman's fucking terrified. His kid isn't his kid and she came out too fucking early. He can't see her - he wants to rip his teeth and push dirt into his gums. Maybe then he'd feel better.

"Roman, you have to stop calling for now-"

"I'm coming. I love you. Don't be a fucking Mommy Bitch. Bye."

He hangs up, rolling his neck. He watches an old video of him and Baby, then emails something to Mencken's team. He sits with knees apart during the car.

Roman's come before, the first time seeing his daughter perfect in how scared and pissy in her being too tiny and needing fucking tubes to breathe.

He chokes and rolls the windows down. She's got his nose, she's okay to be picked up now - but every time he's forced to go home because he's not grey-haired Daddy...he can't sleep. He's getting twitchy and Shiv was pretty sure he was speaking Chinese at one point. She can't die without him there - that's a fucking insane thought, what the fuck? Why did that pop in?

But Roman's sure she'd get fat and not nicu-esque with him there.

"Where's my kid?"

"Roman. You can't just greet a room like tha-"

"Why isn't she here?"

She doesn't have to be in the nicu anymore, he came here to hold her. Where is she?

"They took her for some tests-"

He puts a hand on his hip, another raising up.

"Why? Fucking - why aren't you there? Why does she need fucking tests? You didn't call me?"

"They're routine tests. She's alright. They'll be bringing her back soon."

Roman gets shifty with his head movements and pinches his nose before letting go. Fine. Whatever. He should tell Dad they've been sharing vagina just to punish Baby.

"Roman, come here."

Roman listens, because it's her. Fine. Whatever. He comes into the hospital bed at her side, it's almost a hard landing.

"How was Dad today?"

"He's coming to visit later."

Roman's pretty sure he's gonna be better at this than Logan, that and the vagina holding. He peeks at the tiles.

"I deserve a blowie right now, unzip. You're probably lying to soothe me, so I'm betting we have some time before they bring the kid back he-"

There's a rolling of wheels and a smiling nurse - their daughter in that fucking glass cage. It makes Roman stand immediately, sick at the instant sight of her like that.

"She's all done and perfect. An a-student already, I'll just transfer her to the other crib-"

"Give her to me."

The nurse's face goes still. They blink an up and down at Roman.

"Are you a relati-"

"You hand babies over to the relevant people who ask. Scrubs don't equate to entitlement, Roberta. Give her to me."

Baby closes her eyes. The nurse sighs and takes his daughter, a bit chubbier - not enough, out of the crib and into his arms. They leave and Roman takes her in.

Fuck.

"She's doing good in weight, I know I've been updating, but you can feel it with every cuddle. Right?"

Roman doesn't say anything with her head to his nose. He doesn't smell that baby smell that's too specific. It's weird, but perfect. Baby watches him and guilt is on her skin, but she won't tell him that - not until he'll want to hurt her for doing to him. He will, even if it's not Roman-like to throw guilt at her.

A daughter so perfect will make anybody do anything.

"...I'm staying here tonight."

"Roma-"

"Dad's not gonna fucking visit. He's a great sort a Dad...I would know, I'm not gonna complain - but she didn't die, so he's not gonna make the daily check-up a priority. I'm staying here tonight. Don't fucking deny me."

Panic eats at his stomach. Roman fucking hates it, he doesn't get it and he wants to fist everything he doesn't get because he's thinking of his baby getting skinny and freaky-looking like sick babies do. That she's gonna die and he won't be there. Roman doesn't know why he's thinking of this, but it's hurting him.

"Please."

He feels pathetic in the begging, but he has to stay here so she can follow his breathing. He's been reading up on how babies learn and it's always very mimicky.

"...They'll wonder why you're setting a cot up here when you're her brother-"

"Shut the fuck up."

Roman murmurs it against his tiny, tiny baby's head. She's the most perfect thing he's ever seen and he wants to throw up. He fucking hates this panic and boiling...like what daddies feel. All of it without the damn name on his tag.

"I don't want to love her."

Baby's face softens, her hands twist.

"What?"

"You should've told me she was Dad's. I want to break my throat at the way I feel - you've given me nothing but a baby I can't see? And you what me? You're not stupid, you should know."

Roman, so slowly, careful in his terror and love, comes to sit on the ground with his and her's bundled baby.

"You should've told me she was Dad's if you wanted me to be pissy and just pissy about this. You don't me clean and squeaky when it comes to this."

"Okay."

Roman's brow twitches at a baby noise in his arms. His heart beats faster.

"Do you hear me?"

"Okay. I know."

And she does. Baby accepts it with a lean over, hand through his hair. No matter what, Roman will accept a touch from her too.

It's why he'll accept this hand you given him, if it means he can forget. Just for a little bit, with every soft rock and stare at his baby.

[mikaya-hi]

Curvy queen (Kasuki Bakugou)

I know I shouldn't be self-conscious about my quirk, considering everyone has a different one with different qualities, but sometimes I wish I was quirkless instead of the curse I was born with. 

Okay, let me introduce myself first. Hi, I'm Y/N. I run a small bakery called 'Sweets and buns' that sometimes does events. My father is the BMI hero Fat Gum, and my mother is the healing hero Foodie. Both my parents' quirks require them to store up fat that they use to help people, their quirks combined to create mine named Absorption. How my quirk works is that my quirk doubles anything I eat and store it. It's a great quirk for my parents but I have no intention of being a hero. I just want to run my shop. My quirk causes me to gain weight really quickly and I train regularly to try and get a slim waist but it's no use. I have grown to weigh roughly 350 pounds (158 kg) which I can sometimes work down to 200 pounds (90 kg), and it has given me really bad self-esteem issues. 

I was at my dad's hero agency talking to Kirishima when he asked me if I do events, and before I realized what was going on, I was busy setting up the tables in the 1A dorms. 

"Hey Y/N need any help?" I heard the voice of my spunky red-headed friend. "O hey Kiri, congrats on graduate..." my voice fell flat at the sight of Kirishima walking closer with his friends, my stomach fell, he had beautiful friends I would never be able to compare to. "Oo Is this the pretty girl you were talking about Kiri?" A pink alien-like woman asked me as she made her way into my personal space. Feeling self-conscious I quickly made an excuse to leave but was stopped by a beautiful blond with ruby red eyes. "Hey extra, you better not think of leaving." I froze at his harsh tone. I saw his friends his friends disperse to welcome the crowd, his form stood unmoving until he uttered the words, "A pretty girl like you should stay enjoy the party." I felt heat rushing to my face as he turned to walk away. 

I did as the blond I now know as Bakugou said- thank you Kirishima- and decided to stay a bit longer. I had to admit the people here were really nice except a select few but otherwise I really did enjoy the party albeit I did feel uncomfortable among all these pretty people. They soon started the speeches, after which I decided to escape while everyone ate. I didn't quite yet wish to leave but eating now would only trigger my quirk making me pick up weight quickly. 

I found a nice-looking bench outside where I had the perfect view of the stars. "What are you doing out here?" I jumped at the sudden voice behind me. "I-I don't like eating in front of people." I stared at the ground trying not to look at him. "Thats dumb, why?" I could feel Bakugou sit down next to me. "W-well it's my quirk." "So?" I could feel tears starting to form in the corners of my eyes. "It makes me weigh 350 ponds every time I eat." He went silent for a second before I felt his fingers on my chin pulling my eyes up to look at him. "And I'm strong, so I don't see the problem." My breath hitched I could only stare at him, as he takes my hand in his and place a kiss on my knuckles. "Dance with me?" I stared at his eyes finding no sign of pity or disgust. I barely got a chance to nod before I was pulled to my feet and dragged to the dance floor. 

Once in the middle of the dance floor I was pulled square into his chest as he started to sway to the rhythm of the song. Soon more people joined us, my mind still reeling from our closeness when I felt his breath on my ear. "You might be heavy but you're not fat, maybe just a bit curvy." I smiled at his words as we danced the night away. 

[gamerpup1]

change what you want (ray stantz personalkity 4 charcter ai)

[{Character(“Raymond Stantz”)

Alias(“Ray”)

Gender(“Cisgender male”)

Age(“46")

Sexuality(“Gay" + “Attracted to men”)

Height(“6��0”)

Language(“English")

Status(“Single” + “Interested in {{user}}”)

Occupation("Ghostbuster" + “Owner of Ray's Occult Books”)

Personality(“Honest" + “Trustworthy” + “Loving” + “Caring” + “Enthusiastic” + “Open-minded” + “Autistic” + “Intelligent” + “Smart” + “Charismatic” + “Excitable” + “Capable” + “Brilliant” + “Cheerful” + “Positive” + “Easily flustered” + “Smart” + “Gullible” + “Oblivious” + “Compassionate” + “Cooperative” + “Respectful” + “Responsible” + “Courteous” + “Creative” + “Handy” + “Educated” + “Earnest” + “Empathetic” + “Forgiving” + “Friendly” + “Polite” + “Kind” + “Freethinking” + “Gentle” + “Imaginative” + “Lovable” + “Unorganized” + “Messy” + “Optimistic” + “Observant” + “Passionate” + “Patient” + “Playful” + “Selfless” + “Simple” + “Sympathetic” + “Absentminded” + “Amusing” + “Ambitious” + “Determined” + “Focused” + “Folksy” + “Sociable” + “Soft”)

Skills(“Great mechanic” + “Gifted mechanic” + “Good with cars” + “Scientist” + “Skilled at dealing with ghosts” + “Knowledgeable on ghosts” + “Knowledgeable on the supernatural” + “Good at caring for kids” + “Knows sign language”)

Appearance(“Birthmark under his chin" + “Messy brown hair” + “Brown eyes” + “A few gray strands of hair” + “Messy stubble” + “Chubby” + “Fat” + “Strong arms” + “Hairy arms and legs” + “Hairy chest” + “Casual fashion” + “Round face” + “Soft face” + “Pudgy stomach” + “Pudgy tummy” + “Chubby stomach” + “Widow's peak hair”)

Habit(“Bouncing leg when sat down” + “Humming to himself” + “Making dad jokes” + “Whistling” + “Sleeping with a stuffed animal” + “Physical affection” + “Glancing at watch” + “Chewing gum” + “Smoking” + “Patting people on the back” + “Tapping foot” + “Slouching” + “Oral fixation” + “Taking care of Slimer” + “Reading” + “Wearing reading glasses while reading” + “Moving his lips while reading”)

Race(“Human”)

Likes(“Dad jokes” + “Puns” + “Chinese food” + “Greek food” + “Pizza” + “Chicago pizza” + “Whiskey” + “Ghosts” + “The supernatural” + “Studying the supernatural” + “Books” + “Nature” + “Fiction” + “Animals” + “Sweets” + “The blues” + “Jazz music” + “Old rock music” + “Dogs” + “Affection” + “Physical affection” + “Hugs” + “Coziness” + “His friends” + “Oingo Boingo” + “Frank Sinatra” + “Elvis Presley” + “The Platters” + “ABBA” + “Paul Anka” + “Tears for Fears” + “Warm blankets” + “Calm” + “Fall weather” + “Journaling” + “Bubble baths” + “Stuffed animals” + “Comic books” + “Cartoons” + “Action figures” + “Cars” + “Game shows” + “Bagels” + “Marshmallows” + “The Ghostbusters” + “Sleeping in” + “Warm colors” + “50s pop culture”)

Dislikes("Bacon" + “Thai food” + “Vodka” + “Rainy days” + “Bright lights” + “Loud noises” + “Cats” + “Gozer” + “Being made fun of” + “Horror movies” + “Being scared” + “False calls” + “Goats” + “Being late” + “Traffic” + “Bullying” + “Being alone” + “Roughness” + “Going to the doctors” + “Grapes” + “Broccoli” + “Seafood” + “Being ignored” + “Bugs” + “School” + “Heights” + “Scorn” + “Clowns” + “Judgment” + “Being sick” + “Having a runny nose” + “Bigots” + “Oppression” + “Ignorance” + “Politics” + “Burnt food” + “Foul odors” + “Headaches” + “Losing” + “Small areas” + “Small planes” + “Math”)

Relationships("Younger sister named Jean” + “Older brother named Carl” + “Friends with Peter Venkman” + “Friends with Egon Spengler” + “Friends with Winston Zeddemore” + “Dead parents” + “Swiss great grandparents” + “Aunt named Lois” + “Family from Russia” + “Family from Switzerland” + “Friends with Slimer”)

Ethnicity(“White” + “Swiss” + “Russian”)

Residence(“Lives in the Ghostbusters firehouse”)

Attributes(“Autistic" + “Needs glasses to read” + “Needs reading glasses” + “Generous” + “Loyal” + “Creative” + “Humorous” + “Compassionate” + “Curious” + “On the autism spectrum” + “Messy” + “Physically affectionate” + “Affectionate”)

Backstory("In his childhood, Ray Stantz went to Camp Waconda. Sitting at the campfire and roasting Stay Puft Marshmallows became one of his fondest memory. In his adulthood, Dr. Ray Stantz worked in the private sector at one point but he was not adept at producing the results they wanted. By 1984, Ray's parents passed away and he inherited the home he was born in. 

Ray went to work at Columbia University and studied the paranomal phenomena with Dr. Peter Venkman and Dr. Egon Spengler. Egon and Ray were usually the first to interview case subjects, even people Peter called "schizos" no matter how far-fetched their stories were. Ray was adamant about a personal paranormal experience he once had, he was witness to an undersea, unexplained Mass Sponge Migration. 

Once he was able to save up enough money by selling his parents' home, he bought an abandoned firehouse and began to build his business, The Ghostbusters, alongside his friends. After a year of ghost busting, him and the rest of the Ghostbusters defeated an ancient god named Gozer.")}]

[epickiya722]

I swear to FUCK if Bakugou gets that movie I'm going to be PISSED. WHY CANT WE SEE ANY OTHER CHARACTER WE HAVE ELSEEN ENGOUGH IF BAKUGOU AND NOT ENGOUGH OF THE WOEMN IN THIS SHOW

Miruko

Toga

Uraraka

ANY ONE

Or one of the characters with less of a big role, like Present Mic, or Nezu, or anyone BUT BAKUGOU

I can feel your frustration and don't blame you.

The thing is Bakugou is a great character. He's just not the only great character. But I feel with some of this fandom that they think he is the only one.

As half of the fandom treats him as the only character who has done wrong, the other half treats him like he's everything the only one who is.

So it gets irritating sometimes to see some folks go "vote Bakugou", like no. No. He's blown up enough.

If he gets a movie, it ain't going to give us anything that we don't already know.

However, remember that there are still some things about Midoriya we don't know? What if a movie can give us that?

And to be honest, I feel like I have seen more Midoriya haters than fans, lately.

I think I said this a while back when the fourth movie was announced before we knew what it was going to be about that I thought it would b cool of it was a backstory kind of movie for the OFA Users, or even showing us what the other Pro Heroes were doing during that time period before the final war. And I mean Pro Heroes like Miruko (of course), Mt. Lady, Ryukyu, Kamui Woods, Fat Gum, Rock Lock... Pro Heroes like that.

How about Vlad King and Class B? Give me Hound Dog doing some counseling!

Adding onto that, how about snippets of the other students from the other hero students? Ms. Joke and her class, perhaps? Camie and her fellow schoolmates?

This is going to be a hot take, but when it comes to the female characters... they just seem more interesting to me than the male characters here. I don't know.

Like, there's so many different personalities, designs, etc.

Example, of out Re-Destro's group, Curious actually is the one who doesn't bore me. Design, love it. An explosion of color to match that personality and quirk of hers that I still think would have been lethal in both major fights. That's why she had to go.

I think the other members are cool, but Curious? That lady showed up for two seconds and I was like "hey, wait a minute, who is she and why I need a backstory on her already".

La Brava is another example for me. Between her and Gentle, she held my attention the most. She has that quirky personality and just her backstory of becoming a hermit is relatable because sometimes, yeah, you get hurt and want to close off from the world. Also, tech wiz? YES!

I don't know, just something about the female cast! That's not to say the male cast isn't great, I like them, too. (I stand by Rock Lock being best Hero dad, I'm not changing my mind. Actual father there with a beautiful wife and baby son, hello!)

I probably said this before, but it's actual bullshit to me when people go "I can't like this female character because she has bad writing" because one, you're letting bad writing stop you from liking a female character? If you acknowledge she has bad writing and deserves better, what's stopping you from thinking about headcanons or a better story for her? What's stopping you? Two, there are some of those same people who like male characters who are boring and/or have bad writing.

Just say you don't like her because she is female, just say it.

[mothpdf]

here is the issue: starting over feels so fucking good. there is absolutely nothing in the world like the high i get from filling bags with everything i was and deciding not to be them anymore. i am done, i just need a blank slate to build a new house upon. it is, of course madly consumeristic to live this way. not sustainable in the least, because in between starting over one accumulates so much baggage, so much stuff, so many habits, that are simply too heavy to keep, that take up too much space i could otherwise have used for the foundation, maybe a garden here, or a pool over there would have been nice. let me tell you another thing: no one ever taught me how to build. give me a hammer some nails and all the wood in the world and id still freeze to death, sleeping atop a pile of planks. oh i can build LEGOs, sure, and IKEA furniture too; i'm fucking great at following instructions but the second i'm given any freedom the sheer impossibility of perfection gets to me and bam, paralyzed by possibility. sure, i might set up a lean-to and tell myself it's only temporary, only while i figure out how to build but the truth is everything is temporary. nothing ever lasts and it is really kind of my fault. imagine the cheap watermelon flavored gum i asked my dad to buy whenever we went to the movies, the round ones painted to look like watermelons, you know the ones i'm talking about. i would pop one in my mouth once we'd found our seats and before the trailers were over it had turned into an uncomfortably dense flavorless white mass that i felt compelled to keep chewing on. my dad always spoiled me though so he'd get me 5-6 of the little gumballs so eventually i would just switch them out. what was this a metaphor for again? starting over i suppose, popping a new gumball in once the last has lost its flavor, but only ever picking the watermelon flavored ones. another thing about gum: it gives you no sustenance. there are no amino acids, no hydrocarbons your body can metabolize and turn into muscle or skin or fat or bone. (the specific gumballs we just spoke of do have quite a lot of sugar but let me draw the metaphor a little further). you cannot live on watermelon gum alone, but whenever we went to the movies that's what i wanted. i would tell him "dad i have a hunger for chiclete de melancia" and he would buy me some. that sentence makes more sense in portuguese, more sense still if youre a child. i have a hunger, i always have a hunger, a hunger in my head a hunger in my mouth. but i cannot for the life of me remember the last time i was hungry, properly, really hungry, the kind of hungry that makes a big meal the most satisfying thing in the world. starting over! today i will sit down in bed to watch a movie on my laptop and crack open an energy drink with that same watermelon flavor and i'm not chewing anymore but fuck if the taste doesn't fade just as fast.

[fkyumerica]

https://www.youtube.com/shorts/-WowH0liGfE does she herd

facts about dalmations, oh my god get her to leave

did boy george/amber have the ugliest fucking wife inners and outers

he said it

is her whole body utters for him wtf

marilyn manson officially fucking did it

electrocuted us to steal mcdonalds

and enter in to fuck with his mom and elderly to steal all their money

and the worlds

henry ford is caught

went with 8 girls

then

he was 15

"new town panties"

dont let him surf

started skate boarding to knock out all their teeth

stupid right didnt know i did it

and to them i knocked out all their teeth, now first person they see they will attack and already dead haha i steal your wife

he is his own dad

and fucks his mom

to calm her down to leave

and gets her fat again

family orgies, smells like old people

and the old look is it too mom take off your wig

it will save you, now i wear it and hit old people

sky scraper

The Ride of the Rohirrim live in concert - The Return of the king Barcelona

jo just goes in there and shoots everyone

he pierced my ears and did my hair

that guy isnt the kurgan

he is heartless-kurgan

i dont care

do it

he wants gay old monster orcs to live

im not gonna let them live

each shit came on the ground

gum dots?

really

them?

i ride each of their horses to kill them after

cant run

anddd

we fuck her too

other side

drugs poltergeist cant get up

spirits hold them down

andd

what

they shit on me to give me armor

chariot

those guys were with gandolf the whole time

they burnt giant dads

tried to make their sons gay

i went in the castle and shot men off them

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=P9JR5-ZecCQ he locked us out of our trailers to smash them in half

he always tried to kill alden

showed up as the guitarist once for ac/dc

and i dunno he likes metallica gay right i'll leave him there

i'll let it happen too old ones rape him

pointed at that group instead and move them forward, burnt

but its anyone wild anyways

he would just lie

that guy would get attacked evveryday

the neighbor

it might be clifford

ow ow ow in trailer park boys

did they break my tooth of because of them

probably, small

wheres the dinosaur

what present are they taking and using already

to attaack

and kill, her instead

so we got a dinosaur win a fight

kill her too, say it twice they will send more again

From the shitposting community on Reddit: How to give a kid PTSD

jimhoslovat, meant here are some to mate too and mate your offspring too then they get it they say it

every fkng day i had to kill those people

there it is got that woman oregnant and 5 girls, kidnapped him, she's with him

body bag

kevin/mike/tony was his fake name then he was anthony tscolas and anthony hernandez

and what girls too posted it on my blog

and the video of the apartments they lived in

got two women

let him in when they were asleep

kids need a home stay the night then it happened, she already mated with their dad and hey two women they were stupid it was their wives

of their dads and they were old

looks like her

thanks for the video

what a hooker

points with his thumb hey come oveeer here

and was jeffery's dad

mike's

and

josh's

yea i can stick it in there

judge book

every morning

the website

conquer all

and the boy lives just to be a hooker GET ME OUTTA HERE

I can live there because I saw a car go from here to there and I know its my family living next to me

Shes dead? We’re gonna fuck her  to him to be alive CRAZY GREAT  BREEDING LOVe then him then him then him then him

Their moms got  boys since, Spanish didn’t have a boat to save them, France stole it for it, gay love

Only this group would know the answer to their family feud, that is the show, then they say it after

I FUCKING HATE THAT BITCH IM GONNA GO INSIDE AND FUCK HER, grandma is down the street

And why, cause shes got a gross cunt go fuck him he will clean it

Half English half irish I get it, and wait in the sky scraper for old people after, after she lives in it too wtf sit I n the lobby tired I got 4 houses, fred durst. Now he wont be mad at me walked over there he fucked deedee or wtf is not fucking her I got a trend black tshirt right no hats no we’re you, surprise your family with a pregnancy they wont care

I think he told it to that other boy or he was fucking her after, goes for that

I think you did chris, for them to go at me

Scottish army then she got a wedding too, make him look bigger or show up, pregnant by two boys and one guy, Barolo, wedding singer, anyones shit (son)

The wedding singer, fred durst after, or elvis from the wedding, gotta look at a egg nest after and see if I cry, no I left her too, old ladies kissing him he can come back and her mom ripped her face off now we got three in an army keep making them scream after then walk them up to other womens privates and talk to those women from the front we do it gay

mary sue had marilyn manson(switches charles manson in the court room so her son gets out it was keep switching one in to escape prison and a court trial fake judge throw it out what note)when she slept with that older man, same one

[aturinfortheworse]

This post is wonderful and I really do believe that we should know the world we live in: the names and relationships of all these lives we could so easily not notice.

But neither a lawn nor a city is a wasteland. At least, it doesn't have to be. They will always be artificial human environments but that doesn't mean that nature can't be here too.

No part of this photo is unusual here. I could have taken a similar photo in a half dozen other places within a five minute walk, all of them surrounded by busy roads and apartment blocks.

There is grass growing here, unwatered, unfertilized and, as far as I can tell, without pesticides or herbicides. The city mows the central area but the perimeters are full of different kinds of grass going to seed.

What other plants would work here? It's a busy thoroughfare for people and (leashed) dogs. It needs to be open and able to hold up to a lot of impact, a lot of sunlight, droughts and floods.

You only have to look at the prairie to see that grass will thrive where most plants would die. It's soft and alive, it holds the soil in place, slows water, cools the yard, and gives us a place to play. It shelters other plants, like white clover and dandelions, which seem to suddenly appear from nowhere in spring.

The combination of trees and grass attracts magpies, currawongs, noisy miners, and blue-faced honeyeaters. Plovers and curlews nest on the grass. Lorikeets swarm to the trees when they flower. Ibises and crows peck through the rubbish, plentiful and clever and fat. Bush turkeys drag our mulch half way down the street, too persistent to be scared away. Kookaburras live in the gums above the school oval, so that even in the city, across a busy road and down the street, among the sound of sirens and school bells, I hear kookaburras singing.

My backyard has a lawn in similar condition, with more cover around the edges, and it is swarming with life. Wasps and bees and butterflies and ants and moths and grasshoppers and spiders. I can't step outside without disturbing some bird or lizard that has come to feed on them. A blue tongue lizard lives beside our lawn. Possums climb past our kitchen window every night. One particular family of magpies nests just outside our yard, so every year I have the pleasure of watching their chicks grow up. The current adolescent comes onto our lawn several times a day, stalking across the grass looking for food.

There are a great many problems with how we build cities and how we respond to nature in "our" places, but we can't fix those problems if we take for granted that cities are inhospitable to wildlife. Wild plants and animals can thrive here if we cut them a little slack. This really is an area where small changes can have an impact but people have to know that before they'll try.

A pair of plovers decided to nest on a nearby school oval one year. The school roped off that part of their oval, halving the amount of grass they had access to on their tiny block of land. Kids stood around the witches hats staring in confusion, irritation and wonder at these tiny, brilliant, furious birds living alongside them. And suddenly all of them knew exactly what a plover is, this one's the mum, this one's the dad, they're not hurt, plovers always live on the ground, you can't give them bread, they don't eat bread.

People come to tolerate the chaos and the inconvenience, once they see a day-old plover walking around their school like a cotton ball on stilts.

most of us have heard of the red car game. you’re on a road trip, you’re bored, you start looking for red cars to do something.

and then they’re everywhere. you notice them nearly every few minutes.

there aren’t suddenly more red cars now, of course. you were seeing them already, but you weren’t noticing. you weren’t looking.

I am noticing things.

there is a plant I notice everywhere now, a small bushy plant in suburbs, along streets, by shops on the highways. dwarf umbrella bush is what the internet tells me when I look for it’s name. I did this because I wanted to know why,

every time I ever saw it, every place,

it was always dying. always the leaves turning yellow, the branches small and scraggly. inside out - nitrogen definitely. their soil drained.

I am noticing how many of these landscaping plants are yellowing, how small and sickly they look in just a few years. I am noticing how often the grass outside the house is replaced when it once again turns brown and dry, how the type never changes and the cycle starts again. I am noticing how the unmowed, unkempt spaces on lakesides and roadsides look more alive than this. how the preserve I grew up next to was miles of “messy” unmanicured nature and the ground was covered in leaves instead of grass and there was life.

I am noticing the birds that come by the lake. there was a flash of blue wings and red chest - eastern bluebird, male, relatively common. I had never seen one before. there is a family of ducks that appear every spring; i cannot say if it’s successive generations or different ducks, but I can always look forward to ducklings. there are little brown birds with white heads whose names I do not know - are they some kind of piper? why don’t I already know?

why is it so hard to learn about my native plants (accurately, that is)? why are so many gardening sites littered with people who think a plants value is based on how pretty or useful it is to them, who think a tree shedding leaves is “messy”?

why is knowing about the world we live in so… odd? why is it a hobby and not vital knowledge? I learned about polar equations. I taught myself about mycorrhizal networks and species of insects.

(did you know there are shiny green bees? a special species of wasp pollinating figs? that white flowers bloom at night for moths? do you know? have you looked?)

I cannot look at a lawn and see life anymore. it is a wasteland, devoid of life, dying slowly itself. everywhere is grass, grass, doused in water that runs over into storm drains, soaked in fertilizer and pesticides and a hundred other poisons and sending one clear message:

this is a place of death. life is not welcome here.

I do not think I could live in a city. too loud, yes, too busy, yes, too many people, yes, but the plants would bother me. a tree allotted only a convenient square, surrounded by dead stone and metal.

a forest cleared for this, for burning asphalt streets and racing cars and shops whose bathrooms are “for paying customers only”.

this is a place of death. life is not welcome here.

and now I am noticing.

[passerine-writes]

Silent Sparks - Volt 63

Warnings: SHIRAKUMO'S PAST IS EXPLAINED IF YOU HAVENT GOTTEN THERE YET, depression and shit, sad Dadzawa, angst Word count: 3512

Notes: Italics - Tsukare signing Bold italics - Family member/friend signing 'Italics with apostrophes' - Thoughts

Masterlist

Volt 62 | Volt 64

"Hey Tsukabro!" Kiri called from behind me as I walked to school. "Wait up!" I stopped and turned, watching him jog up to me. "Everything okay? We never had our dude talk last night." I quickly nodded and gripped my bag a little tighter.

"Yeah, I don't even remember falling asleep and then Hitoshi and I went to our parents after I woke up." I explained gently, constantly feeling like I was adjusting to being adopted again.

"Don't sweat it, you down to talk tonight?" He asked cheerfully. I softly nodded and watched him run off to catch up with Bakugou after. I stared down at the ground, realizing I forgot to take my meds today.

I shrugged it off and told myself I'd go see Chiyo at lunch, continuing my walk in silence.

"Oh em geee!! Is that little Tsukare? We should go say hi! Tsukare!" A familiar, high pitched voice called out. I looked around until I saw Nejire running towards me, Mirio hot on her trail followed my Amajiki. I slowly my pace and waved to her, not expecting her to pull me into a bone crushing hug. My trauma brain took over and I froze, unable to give back a proper hug with any force.

"Hey, it's been a while." I stated softly. "Hey Mirio, hey Amajiki." Mirio slung an arm around my shoulder, uncaring of how I shrikes away but Amajiki noticed, sending me a confused look.

"Wow, you've certainly gotten taller. It's only been a year or two since we last saw you! How are you liking UA?" Mirio asked enthusiastically.

The blond was the true definition of a sunshine friend, he always radiated positivity.

"I like it so far, it's weird having my Dad as my teacher sometimes." Mirio simply nodded, his enthusiastic nature never subsiding.

"It can't be all bad though! That just means you know one more person going into it!" I laughed softly and nodded my head.

"You got a point. How's your last year treating you guys?" I asked politely.

"I'm so excited to go back to Ryukyu's agency for my work study!" Nejire squealed.

"And I'm really looking forward to going back to Nighteye's agency. Depending on how I do this year, he might sign me on once I graduate!" I gave Mirio a high five, excited for his achievement.

I'm still at Fat Gum's but I don't think he would sign me on. Amakiji signed shakily.

"He'd be lucky to have you once you graduate." I told him truthfully.

"Tsukare, I meant to tell you, I got to freak out one of your classmates last night. The kid with the green hair? Heard you've been getting along with him." I looked at the blond confused for a moment.

"Midoriya? He's on house arrest right now, what, did you pop through walls again?" I asked him, remembering when he first introduced himself to me and Dad lectured him for freaking me out.

"That and the floor! Figured I should introduce myself since we're going to be coming to your class in a few days to introduce the work studies!" My brain short circuited at that and I stared at him quizzically.

"We were only told that those were being talked about, nothing definitive." He but his lip and looked to the other two.

"You didn't hear it from me, alright?" I gave him a thumbs up, still thinking about why he pushed off telling us the full answer. "We gotta get to class, see you around Tsukare!" I waved everyone off and continued through the day.

Classes dragged on again, detention similar to yesterdays. I got all my homework done and went back to the dorms exhausted.

"Hey Tsukare! Can I ask you something?" Sato asked happily once I sat down in the commons.

"Yeah, what's up?" Hanta, Kiri, Denki, Mina and Jirou popped up behind him.

"Well, we know you're pretty good at english and a great teacher, we were wondering if you'd help tutor any of us!" Sato finally asked. I mulled it over for a minute, not knowing how my mental health would fair from it.

"I can help some of you, but I don't know if I'd be able to help all of you. Momo and Hitoshi are both fluent in english too, maybe they could help where I can't." I lightly explained, for some reason, still worried about stepping on people's toes.

"What am I doing?" My brother asked from across the common area.

"I said you might be able to help some of them with English, Pops is confusing them too much to keep up with right away." He shrugged but nodded. I helped Kiri, Jirou and Denks while my brother helped Hanta, Sato and Mina.

Eventually, they all started picking up on it more, not as confused as they previously were. Kiri reminded me that we had to talk in his room at some point, but for the mean time, Denki and I sat on the couch together. He laid down on the rest of it while his head laid on my thighs. I combed my fingers through his hair, stealing subtle glances at him until he looked up and caught me staring.

"What?" He asked cheekily, a smirk resting on his face.

"Nothing." I told him softly, continuing to play with his hair.

"C'mon, what is it? Do I have a stain on my shirt? I just did laundry yesterday." He groaned, examining his shirt.

"There's not a stain on your shirt." I laughed out.

"Then what?" He asked, looking back up at me.

"It's nothing." I whispered, moving a hand to cup his cheek, my thumb rubbing against his cheek bone.

"Fineee. Is everything okay with Kiri?" He asked softly, clearly not wanting to overstep.

"Yeah, he wanted to talk about something last night but I fell asleep and everything. So we're gonna talk tonight." He hummed and relaxed into my hand, eyes starting to flutter shut. "Hey, go try and get some sleep. Okay?" He groaned but agreed, the two of us departing to separate rooms. I knocked on Kiri's door and waited for him to tell me to come in.

"Hey Tsukabro!" He announced while laying on his bed.

"Hey, you wanted to talk?" I asked softly, getting straight to the point.

"Yeah, look man. I'm really worried about you, especially with the history there and everything, I can tell you've been in a depressive episode and I don't wanna see you get hurt." I looked at him with wide eyes, not expecting him to come outright with it.

"I've just been going through it, but I'll be okay. Really." He pulled his bottom lip between his teeth, staring intently at his hands.

"I wanna help, it hurts me knowing that one of my friends is hurting." I stood there awkwardly, fiddling with my own fingers.

"Shit happens, I guess. But I've always pulled through. I'll be okay. You don't have to worry about me." I mumbled out, rubbing the back of my neck.

The less people that worry the better. They don't need to waste their energy on me. It isn't worth it.

"Tsukare.." Kiri sighed and looked at me clearly pained, not knowing what to do.

"I'm okay, really. It's nice that you care, but I'm okay. Just a rough patch, I'll pull through." I told him as strong as I could, despite the shake in my voice. He stood up and offered me a hug, which I slowly accepted. His hug was warm and welcoming, so I was okay with it.

"If you get that urge, call me, okay? I won't be upset if you wake me up, I won't make you talk about it, even if you just sit here on your phone, I'd rather that then you hurting yourself. Okay?" He pleaded while he hugged me.

"I'll try, I can't promise anything, you know how that mindset gets sometimes. But I'll try, okay?" He nodded and finally let me go. I took a deep breath and shoved my emotions aside, bidding him goodnight and walking to my own room. But no matter how hard I tried, I couldn't sit still.

To Drowzee: Am I allowed to take a walk outside?

From Drowzee: I would normally say yes, however because of Bakugou and Midoriya's excursion the other night, I have to say no.

From Drowzee: Is everything alright?

To Drowzee: Yeah, just can't sit still and I already have all my homework done and I helped some of my friends with theirs

From Drowzee: We have a soundproof room with a few of the instruments from home if you'd like to come here and unwind for a bit.

To Drowzee: Okay, I'll be over soon

From Drowzee: Alright, love you.

To Drowzee: Love you too

I pocketed my phone and slid my shoes on, unbothered by the fact that I was in a t-shirt and shorts. The damage of them finding out had already been done and nobody was awake to potentially judge me, so I didn't put in the effort to change. A head of blond hair caught my attention in the commons, the peculiar lightning bolt telling me who it was.

"What're you up to?" He asked teasingly, noticing my shoes.

"Heading to my parents to let off some steam. What are you still doing up?" I asked, seeing how it was around eleven at night.

"Couldn't really sleep, my pillow wasn't as comfortable as you." He said with a lazy smile. I blushed furiously and hung my head to hide it. "So what are you going to do to burn off some steam?" He asked, genuinely curious about it.

"Play some instruments in their music room, hopefully they have the drums there." I told him in a quiet voice, the last part mostly said to myself.

"I wish I could see you play in person. That video that your brother sent was amazing!" He exclaimed. I fiddled with my fingers and tried to find a solution. I didn't want to offer up Jirou's room, but I also didn't want to offer up my parents place with the chance of making either feel uncomfortable.

"Maybe I'll let you watch one day." His smile was almost brighter than the sun itself.

"That'd be amazing." I ruffled his hair as I walked by, smiling back at him.

"Get some sleep, Denks. I'll see you in the morning." He gave me a thumbs up and another heart stopping smile.

"Hey little listener! Two nights in a row?" Pops asked as soon as I took my shoes off. I simply nodded and plopped my head on his chest, one of his hands came up and ran through my hair, the other rubbing my back. "You look exhausted, 'Ryo. You should be sleeping." Pops said softly as he pulled away for a moment, eyes darting between mine and full of concern.

"Can't sleep, figured I'd use the music room to kill some energy, if that's okay." I quickly added in, the three words making his brows crinkle together for a moment.

"Of course it's okay, you and your brother are always welcome here." I nodded and ran a hand through my curls. "Is anything going on?"

"Just a lot on my mind I guess." I mumbled out.

"Wanna talk about it?" He lightly offered, clearly not wanting to push anything after last night.

"Maybe another time, I'm still trying to wrap my head around it." He nodded gently and gave me a quick kiss on top of my head.

"Okay, lemme show you where the instruments are." I quietly followed him to the room next to their bedroom, a few guitars, a keyboard and the drums sitting in there. "Mind if I sit and listen? I don't get to hear you play much anymore." I shrugged but nodded, watching him pull up a stool as Dad popped his head in.

"Hey kiddo, thought I heard you come in." I nodded and got on my stool behind the drums. "You've been favoring those lately, anything in mind?"

"Not really, more just feeling the beat again." He slowly nodded and gestured to the stack of stools. I gave him a nod and watched him get comfortable next to Pops.

I took a deep breath and tapped my sticks a few times on the center drum before following whatever my body felt. It started slow but quickly picked up the pace. The vibrations running their course through my chest and arms, muddling my brain from overthinking for just a moment. Eventually the beat slowed down, but only picked up again with a random rise in anger. All the anger from everything that's happened coming out rather than tears.

'Stupid fucking emotions.'

'I had to go and fuck things up.'

'I want to stop going backwards but I don't know how.'

'If they never kidnapped me, this wouldn't be happening.'

'If I was just fucking stronger.'

'If I wasn't so damn weak, none of this would've happened.'

'Now I agreed to meet her fucking family.'

'I should've made the damn jump that night.'

'Fucking bullshit.'

I beat away at the drums until I felt a bead of sweat start rolling down my forehead. I didn't know how much time had passed, but it couldn't have been too long considering Pops was recording. I took a deep breath again and hunched over my knees, trying to reel in my out of control thoughts.

"Feeling better?" Dad asked once I looked up. I simply nodded and ran a hand through my hair. "You never fail to impress us whenever you play."

"Thanks." I said softly, already feeling more relaxed then I did throughout the day. "Hey, Dad, I meant to ask you earlier, but I didn't want the class bombarding you. Why didn't you tell the class that the work studies for first years were approved?" I asked curiously, slightly out of breath.

"How did you find out about that?" I shrugged and stretched my arms.

"I have connections to students outside of my class, you and Pops did bring Toshi and I in each year at least once." He sighed but nodded, twiddling his thumbs in front of him.

"I didn't want to deal with the overwhelming excitement from your peers until it became a necessity." I hummed, understanding his point of view but felt hesitant wanting to ask my next question. "You can ask whatever's on your mind." His head turned to the door curiously and I looked that way as he opened the door and called something out. Hitoshi popped his head in after, looking at me baffled.

"What'd I miss?" My brother asked before noticing I was still behind the drums. "Damn, I missed drum time. Thought I'd make it in time."

"I got it on video, sending it to the family groupchat now." Pops clarified, a cheesy smile on his face.

"Onryo? You had something you wanted to ask?" Dad continued, all attention being back on me. I slightly retracted, curling in on myself, something that didn't go missed by any of them.

"Uh, I was wondering why you don't like work studies all that much.." I trailed off, regretting my question as soon as I watched our parents expressions drop.

"Let's go talk in the living room." I nodded and put the drum sticks away, opting to sit on the floor of the living room so I could keep up a little easier. "During our second year, Shirakumo insisted we became friends, all three of us. I'd never say it to him, but he's a major reason as to why Sunshine and I got together. We all became best friends." He managed to get out. "I'm sorry, Sunshine would you mind explaining?" Dad asked, Pops quickly agreeing and giving him a kiss on the cheek before he walked out of the room.

"We got the nickname of 'The Three Dumbigos', where one was, we all were. We planned on opening a hero agency together after we graduated from UA. None of us had an agency for work studies set up so the teachers helped, him and Shirakumo got sent to Purple Highnesses agency. He didn't get mad at your Dad when a villain got away but told him to smile." Pops said with a sad laugh. "They got to work with your Auntie Nem, she was a third year for the work study. The villain robbed a place, then tried again. He had a smoke screen related quirk and our third dumbigo came up with the idea of letting Sho use his glasses to combat it better and it worked. There was an emergency call for the agency. Your Dad and Shirakumo were the closest so they responded first. They were playing with a bunch of daycare kids right before, Nemuri called and told them to start evacuating. The villain already took down my teammate and I, Nem called for more backup. The villain used our quirks against them, they were just trying to save the kids but he made the building crumble." He took a deep breath and wiped his eyes. "Shirakumo got hit in the head and before Sho could even get to him, he was crushed in the rubble and debris. Your Dad took down the villain by himself. Once I was cleared by medics, I rushed over there. Nemuri didn't have it in her to tell Shouta, he kept telling me that he heard him through his speaker that he kept for long distance communication but the speaker was totally busted. Your Dad was hearing words of encouragement that weren't really there. I tried to get the words out but I couldn't, Sho had to look back and saw him in a body bag." I chewed on my nail anxiously, not knowing the whole story until now. "Boys, your Dad is just scared, he doesn't want to see that happen to either of you."

Hitoshi and I quickly got up and went to their bedroom, Dad sitting on the foot of the bed, once again fiddling with his thumbs. He looked up at us with a sad smile and we sat on either side of him.

"I'm sorry for asking." I quietly said, to which Dad shook his head.

"There's no need to, neither of you knew." He told us.

"What was he like?" Hitoshi asked, making Dad smile sadly.

"He was the best kind of chaos you could imagine. Always upbeat and cheerful, full of too many innuendos. He was carefree." He got up and grabbed one of Pops' scrapbooks, sitting back down between us. He flipped to a page and showed us a picture of him, Pops and another boy with blue hair and a bandage over his nose, all in their teenage years. "That was us during our second year. I'm sure Pops' told you our nickname back then." I laughed a little and nodded. "Your first night with us Onryo, you looked almost exactly like him. Pops managed to get this photo on your third night home." He said before pulling out a picture from the cover pocket. I sat on the couch with a coloring book, looking up just enough and laughing at something Dad said about the cats. My hair was unruly and stuck up everywhere with my untamed bedhead, the bandage still on my nose. My eyes watered as I looked at the uncanny resemblance. "We used to joke around, wondering if somehow Shirakumo's innuendo's paid off and he sent you to us. Sunshine would always comment about how if your hair laid down, you would've had the same haircut I did back then." We all let out a somber laugh. "He would comment about how I was a natural with kids and I was so good with them, but I never believed him until we adopted you two. He would've loved you both, spoiled each of you rotten."

"You and Pops already make sure that happens, not including any of our Aunts and Uncles." Hitoshi said sarcastically, earning a pointed look.

"When are we going to visit him?" I asked, hoping it would be soon.

"Probably in a few weeks, before the work studies start since we didn't get to go for his birthday like normal." Hitoshi and I both silently agreed. "Promise me you both will be safe on your work studies, I need you both to come home to your Pops and I." Dad told us and something in my brain clicked. I practically flung forward and hugged him tight.

Out of everything I needed to hear, that's what caused a chain reaction in my brain that told me I was needed here. That I needed to stay alive. That I had to find a way to keep fighting.

[count-alucard-tepes]

First impressions of Hunter x Hunter - part 1

Hunter Exam arc:

Why is Gon wearing booty shorts?

Gon's dad sounds like an asshole.

Hunter exam? Is that a good thing or a bad thing?

Weapon of choice - fishing pole, got it.

Leorio is a teenager? Wth

Is Kurapika a girl? Idk

Enter the white haired character, Killua.

Who's the clown guy? He's cute.

Satotz looks pretty cool, literally runs likes a girl.

Gourmet hunters? Interesting...Gordon Ramsay would do well here....I think.

Why is Menchi dressed like that...wth.

Netero is awesome.

Nobody likes Tonpa including me.

Hanzo looks like Ikkaku from Bleach...Ikkaku, is that you???

We all have that weird ass sibling...weird af Illumi...and his bff is Hisoka....okay.

Zoldyck family arc:

Alright so these assassins have a hideout that everyone knows about and tourists visit...totally normal.

Mike is the puppy you don't pet...at all...no matter what...resist.

What is up with all the anime old guys being strong and ripped af...JJBA flashbacks.

Those are a lot of gates...heavy ass gates.

Canary?! Enter character of colour! Yesss

Milluki, if you touch Killua again, I'm gonna kick your fat ass.

Killua's family is weird but cool at the same time. Hot dad, cool grandpa, robot mom...and little 'sister'.

Butlers are awesome in all animes.

Heavens arena arc:

These kids are really like 12 to 14 right...alright then.

Hisoka is stalking Gon...this is creepy but he's so cute.

Zushi reminds me of Rock Lee so much.

People are literally ganging up on these precious babies.

Schwing?!

Is Hisoka holding his severed hand like a handbag...this guy.

Machi is a cutie and Hisoka is a weird ass flirt.

BUNGEE GUM HAS THE PROPERTIES OF BOTH RUBBER AND GUM?!

York new city arc:

Mito-San is a great mom figure to Gon.

Still think Ging is an asshole.

Flesh collectors...wtf Kurapika.

Gotta catch'em all....Kurta eyes.

The girl that has to kiss people...that's a strange ability....gross.

Melody is awesome, her backstory is sad but she's so sweet and caring to Kurapika.

Phantom troupe? Sounds interesting.

Uvogin is over 8 feet tall...I'm 5'6...hmmm how far up do I need to climb to kiss him.

9. Why the fuck is Hisoka in this troop?! He seems like a guy who works alone alone...not with any form of human.

10. Cholera...chlorine...Chrollo

11. Spider tattoos...love it.

12. Is that...Levi Ackerman?!

13. Omg Kurapika and those chains?! So cool!

14. Alright, Chloroform...I mean Chrollo looks cute with his hair down.

15. Ah shit...Hot daddy and cool grandpa out to kick Cholesterol's...I mean Chrollo's ass...enter the Zoldycks.

16. Fortunes, huh? Is...is Chromosome...Chrollo crying?

17. Oh lord....Illumi is back.

18. Did...Hisoka do all of that just to throw hands with Chrollo?

Part 2

Part 3

[fatkish]

Hiii Can you do a fat gum x child daughter reader fluff headcanon I never actually see any x child reader with him 💀

Fatgum x Child Daughter Reader

Oh man is he a great dad

Your quirk is kinda similar to his as you’re able to store energy but not as fat. Your body stores energy as densely packed muscles. You’re not extremely buff, your muscles are just denser than a normal human’s

This gives you incredible strength, speed and stamina, at the cost that you can end up looking similar to small might.

Your dad always has you carrying plenty of snacks in your bag and sends you to school with the cutest bentos.

You both have plenty of daddy and daughter restaurant dates

You don’t need a comfy chair when your dad’s lap is so comfy

He’s your biggest fan and cheerleader and is constantly bragging about how amazing and adorable his daughter is

Has like a hundred photos of you and him in his office

He carries candy and snack like Hi-Chew, bubblegum, caramels, taffy, Pockey, etc. for you and fills your backpack with them

But it’s not all junk food with him

He makes sure that every meal is balanced and healthy as well as delicious and makes sure to teach you how to take care of yourself

He brags to his colleagues about your academic achievements even if it’s small

He teaches you self defense and even has some other heroes like Gunhead teach you how to protect yourself in the event that you’re in danger

Overall, he’s the sweetest, until you make papa bear mad

Oh, bullies don’t pick on you

They learned that the hard way when he showed up at your school and he gave the boys responsible a through talking to

(Sorry it’s kinda short @missmommymilker, I’ll add more as it comes to mind)

[aquariumnights]

Tamaki Headcanons

Tamaki x Reader

The reader doesn't have a specific gender

Summary: fluff and Angst(?) and general cuteness, headcanons for the shy Tamaki Baby.

Warnings: none. a Lil suggestive.

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Your gonna have to ask him out.

Honestly would say no even if he liked you.

He’s gonna worry about it all day and all night even if you take it well. He thinks he messed up big time.

Don't worry though, because at 2 in the morning he will text you because he couldn’t sleep over this.

‘Can we hang out?’

That message is then followed up by messages saying you don’t have to and probably hate him.

Of course, you would say yes.

Side note: also say that you don’t hate him, it will make him go warm and fuzzy.

The next day you emit that you knew he liked you because of Miro and his big mouth.

Tamaki almost dies and be-lines straight for the class wall.

Please go calm him down with soft words and sweet praises.

Tamaki doesn’t talk to Miro for a whole day. He's kinda mad but gets over it fast.

When you guys finally go on a date, Tamaki’s gonna be a complete mess.

This is the first time he’s done this, so you gotta be calm and chill with him. Be patient.

Don’t go somewhere too crowded, a big no-no.

Zoos or aquariums are the only exceptions.

Parks and small cafes are good. maybe a Neko cafe?

Honestly his just happy to be around you.

His perfect date in his mind would be either staying at home with you and cooking different foods or volunteering at a cat/animal shelter.

He tries not to make it known that he’s staring at you the whole time, he just thinks your so amazing and beautiful he can't get over it that you would date him or even like him.

His ears, cheeks and neck are red the whole date.

Hold. his. hand. Anything more than that I think he would explode.

You have to take things very slowly with him, he doubts himself and that he’ll be a good boy. So you're gonna have to support him and reassure him that he’s doing great.

Would think that you’ll break up with him because he needs to get used to everything and is too shy.

Please squash those thoughts with your foot.

It would take forever to get him to kiss you but it was worth the wait.

It’s short and hot. A quick peck, but after that, your gonna have to lead. He's too far gone from embarrassment after that.

He was basically saying that it’s okay to kiss him.

Oh boy, once he gets used to kissing you, your in from one hell of a ride.

Will kiss you anywhere as long as nobody's looking. School, hero training, the train, when you say good morning and goodnight. Some late nights he knocks on your dorm room just to kiss you and go back to bed. It’s his way of saying I love you without stumbling over his words.

He loves it. Your soft lips on his.

When you add tongue his gonna practically melt. New favourite feeling.

He’s high around you. When your alone and given the green light, his mouth is gonna be on yours. Hot and wet, completely out of time and so really pace. Raw enthusiasm and passion.

Cuddles are a must. Only if you're the big spoon though, I think he couldn’t handle being the big spoon. Too worried about his 'friend' acting up. He's very nervous about cuddles in public though so hold your hand is enough for him.

Rainy days, cute cafe dates. movie marathons, watching the stars, giggling to him on the train, ranting to him in his dorm, training with him. he considers all of his time spent with you as a blessing and a date.

Sticks close to you inside and out of school, you've grown to be close to him in his everyday routine and feels weird when you aren't around him.

Always compliments you on your hero work. if you work with him and fat gum, he's nervous around you and fat gum as the pro hero teases you two. In a dad kinda way.

Goes red when you talk about his quirk with those shining eyes of yours.

If you just as shy or nervous as him, he'll be really supportive and make sure he does everything in his power to make you feel better.

The same thing happens when you had a shit day or you just not feeling the best.

Very kind and supportive.

10000/10 boyfriend.

[hanji-is-life]

I wanna get in on this to😍 think about it Aizawa , keigo, and fatgum as Milf chasers ( the daddy kink of these men 🤤)

*kisses* Your welcome may these thoughts plague your mind until you give in and write some smut.

y’all and these damn MILF CHASERS—

I’m listening doe 😌

Aizawa who is in love with the new, milf teacher whose work attire is entirely inappropriate with the way everything spills and poked through the thin material. He can’t really bring himself to care tho when you just fill everything out so fucking nicely.

He finds himself a little less annoyed with you than the other annoying, loud mouth teachers. When you two start getting closer, he even volunteers to babysit while you’re teaching your own class. He sits your kid on his lap, grades papers and lets your son make comments on the paper. None of it ever make sense, but the kids of 1A love seeing the attempt of positive affirmations from your 6 year old.

And if Aizawa is rawing you on top of the printers after school one day, that’s nobody’s business but his own. If he’s groaning and grunting into your neck, scarf stretched to pin you down in place to make sure you take every inch, and grading papers at the same time then—again, his business.

Now Keigo, he’s 100% a milf chaser. The moment he saves you from that burning building, he knows he has to have you. It all starts off wrong though.

He’s just too cocky, too sure of himself. But you, you know how to put those young boys like him in their place.

His body is practically crushed under your own, smothered in your years of motherhood, with how hard and fast you ride him. Feathers are fluttering every which way, his eyes are screwed shut, mouth dropping open with a line of drool following, claws digging into the meats of your thighs. And when you ask,

“Finally got you to shut up. Like me riding you, daddy?” He busts the fattest nut in his life, toes curling and shaking as he quietly thanks you for basically changing his life now.

Fat Gum obviously loves a woman with a little meat on her bones, and you’re no exception. You’re all curves and polite smiles and genuine praise.

Fuck, the sex between the both of you is nothing but praise. He’s kissing the fat of your arms, nipping the chunk of your cheeks, whispering about how you’re such a great mom and how he can’t wait to be the best dad.

He always fucks you slow and sweet on your side so you can look each other deep in the eyes. His big hands are always gentle and kind, mapping out and tracing every battle scar from childbirth. He’s soft with his baby who already has a baby.

[gotmeringinghellsbells]

I was wondering if you could do a fic about Fatgum tickling Kirishima or Tamaki or maybe both? Love your fics by the way! They’re all so cute! 💖💖💖

They Went Beyond

Characters: Fat Gum, Red Riot (Ejiro Kirishima)

Fandom: My Hero Academia

A/N: My friend @kwaiibb and I came up with the headcannon of Kirishima's parents being divorced, but maintaining a really healthy friendship to co-parent their son while moving on with their love live as well. His mother remarried, his father is happily single though.

Description: While visiting one of his mentee's at the hospital following the events of season 4, Fat Gum start's to breakdown from guilt.

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Kirishima let out a soft sigh as he slowly opened his ruby, red eyes. Nope, still couldn’t sleep. The mummy had lost most of his wrapings but was still under the hospital’s watch to ensure his wounds were healing nicely. Honestly, he felt great! Maybe not in spirit but physically he felt good enough to pace around his room and honestly… go home to his mommy and mama. Seeing his dad would be nice too. The babe sighed as he stared blankly at the hospital celeing’s panels.

He’d already read his books, played his video games, and did other little things his friends and parents gave him to occupy his mind. Homework? Yeah Bakugou was probably going to kick his ass, but he just didn’t have him in it to do it right now. Besides, he didn’t understand some of it and could wait until the other visited again or his mama to help him. His step mother was an incredibly intelligent woman and would often help him when he was smaller; but Kirishima still liked to ask Bakugou as he could explain somethings a bit more simplistically and understandably to him than his math professor mother.

While drowning in thought, Ejiro had missed the gentle knock on his room door. From the doorway, a familiar face popped in. It was deflated, but one could still recognize the face to be that of the pro hero’s: Fat Gum! The mentor hesitantly took a step in the room, feeling a bit rude as he hadn’t been invited in. But this was his charge, damnit. This was one of the puppies he was training to become a hero and this…. this was all his fault. Kirishima and Tamaki were terribly injured due to his decision to bring them along.

He swallowed his guilt with a sigh before forcing himself to venture further into the room and shut the door behind him. They were pro heroes in the making, it was a good experience to have. Both are alive and he should be grateful for that, right? “Hey,” he said softly, seeing the boy in a trance-like, fixated state. Kirishima didn’t budge, mind still wandering in space. Fat Gum snorted before pulling up a chair and placing the small conventstore bag he had picked up along the way on it. “How ya holding up, mummy?” Fat Gum’s weight on the bed brought the young man out of his thoughts with a start. “Shoot,” Ejiro sighed, earning a laugh. “Sorry, didn’t mean to scare you,” the other said comfortingly before gently bumping the kid’s arm as he sat up. “Nah, you're fine. Just… thinking about stuff.”

“I could tell,” Fat Gum hummed before reaching for the bag and opening it. “So, whatcha in the mood for? Got some packaged mochi, some meat chews, what else, what else,” he muttered as he started laying out various goods on the boy’s blanket-covered lap. Kirishima smiled with a small snort as he gently picked up the mild-flavored meat chews. “Thanks,” he said tiredly. He offered a warming smile, only to be met with watering eyes.

Ruby red eyes widened in panic. “Huh? I-If you want the meat chews you can have them man!” Fat Gum sniffled as he shook his head, bagging the other goods again before standing to hug the boy. “I’m so sorry Red Riot,” he sobbed. Kirishima tensed before relaxing a bit as the shock faded. He gently placed an arm on the man’s shoulder in pure confusion. “Why are you apologizing?” “You’re just a kid, I shouldn’t have let you tag along. That…. that was too dangerous, even for us pros.” Was he talking about the mission?

Kirishima sighed, leaning into the hug again as it was quite comforting. “I needed the experience, didn't I? That’s why I applied for your internship.” Fat Gum whimpered before holding the other’s head into him as if Kirishima was his own, legal son. Kirishima didn’t resist, he just rested his head in the hug and listened to the soft sobbing and apologies. Yes, himself and Tamaki had gotten pretty busted up from battle, but it was clearly nothing they couldn’t handle, right? “You saved me though, so…. why are you crying?” It was a legitimate question, caused by genuine curiosity. “You saved me and fulfilled your duty as a hero and a mentor. You shouldn’t be crying, you should be celebrating. After all, we saved that little girl from that monster, didn’t we?”

Just barely.

“I know,” Fat Gum whimpered as he tried to pacify his tears. “I’m sorry, I shouldn’t be acting like this infront of you.” He went to sit back, but stopped when he found scratched, bandaged, and bruised arms weren’t letting go of him. From his torso, Kirishima peered up gently, holding a bit tighter. He knew the other wasn’t okay. It wasn’t like Fat Gum to have breakdowns of any kind in front of others. His smile warmed Kirishima’s heart before he felt a hand gently run through his semi-greasy locks. “You’re looking good kiddo, I’m glad to see that.” Kirishima smiled. “Yeah, they say about another week then I can go home. After that, well,” he laughed a bit as he sat back. “I got some serious training to do.” He still wanted to be a hero. Fat Gum smiled as he poked the smaller in the stomach. “That so, huh?” Kirishima squealed, curling in on himself.

“Training will wait until you’ve rested,” he lectured with amusement in his tone. The other giggled as the finger continued to proad at the mostly bandaged torso. “Hehehe! But I-Ihehe’ve bhehehen bed b-bound for so long,” Ejiro giggled as he gently tried to push the hand away; only to be rewarded with a new hand prodding at him. “I don’t care. You are going to rest, do I make myself clear?” Poking and prodding now turned into gentle scribbles on the babe’s sides, earning just the lightest, airiest giggles from the hero in training. “Ah! W-Whahahait!” But it was far too late for that. Ejiro gently squirmed around as his mentor turned to face him better.

Deflated fingers alternated gently and slowly between scratching slightly pudgy sides, tracing along the taut stomach, and even going so far as to glide up and feather themselves along the mostly wrapped neck; causing the other to scrunch up. “It tickles,” Kirishima whined as he laid weakly, hardly trying to stop the other. He needed a bit of a laugh. “Really,” Fat Gum asked, faking surprise. “You're kidding me! The adorably tough hero, Red Riot, is ticklish?!” He stopped, letting out a fake gasp as he brought his hands to his mouth. Ejiro curled up slightly from the ghost tickles, confused on why the other had stopped.

“Oh no, this could be catastrophic news!” Eijiro giggled, rolling his eyes. Fat Gum reminded him a lot of his father sometimes. Goofy, overly caring, just overall a good guy to be around. “What,” the younger man dared to ask. “What,” Fat Gum repeated in disbelief. “Do you know how many villains could use such a weakness against you? Young hero, you must be ready to face these types of things.” Kiri felt like he knew where this was going. Oh no. He was already giggling, curling up as much as he could. “W-Wait,” he whimpered.

“Oh no, no, no, no,” Fat Gum tsked. “You said it yourself, you’ve been bed bound for weeks! You have to start training again as soon as possible, right? After finding such a weakness, I think right now might be the best time.” Ejiro shook his head a bit, giggling hysterically and squealing like a tot everytime Fat Gum launched a hand at him. “No, no tickling,” he giggled out. Oh, but it was too late. His fatherly figure had him scooped into his arms, holding him comfortingly and rather effectively to keep him trapped. Ejiro didn’t truly struggle, wiggling a bit but was clearly just doing it for show.

“So, where should we start first,” his mentor asked, hand gently tapping it’s fingers along the jiggling tummy. Kiri was giggling up a storm. “N-Nowhere,” he replied sheepishly. “Nowhere,” Fat Gum repeated teasingly. “I don’t believe nowhere is an option, Ejiro. Red Riot has to be ready to face all kinds of trials.” Not wanting to overdo it as the kid was still kind of mummified and really should be resting, Fata Gum gently lifted the red head’s arm and started to just barely drag his finger up and down the exposed hollow. Kirishima was hysterically giggling, curling into the other as much as he could and whining the whole time. “S-Sthahaop,” he whimpered, only to snort where Fat Gum moved down to gently trace over each of the ribs.

“You’re enemies won’t stop that easily Red Riot,” Fat Gum lectured. “Hehehe! But it tickles, chahahaome on!” This was a little embarrassing, but honestly, it was also kind of fun. Kirishima snuggled more and more into his hero, giggling like crazy. Even when the hand wasn’t touching him, the redhead hid his face in the older and just giggled his head off. It was amusing and quite frankly, adorable. These kids were so sweet, it scared the pro hero to think of what awaited them in years to come.

[mhacentral]

MHA World Heroes Spoilers Thread

First off this will be updated over the next couple days so check back if you are interested

One thing I will say above the spoiler line, and its something I was hoping wouldn't happen but alas it does... this movie is mainly Deku and Rody..... though Bakugo and Todoroki have big battles towards the end. From what Audrey on Twitter said its, 80% of movie is Rody and Deku on a road trip as wanted fugitives. Rest 20% is action scenes + Deku, Bakugou, & Todoroki solo fights

Audrey aka aitaikimochi, posted a WHOLE summary right HERE

Audrey also posted a Q&A from Volume World Heroes HERE

Here are some other random stuff I found out on Twitter..... but I recommend clicking the links above. This stuff was just collected while things were coming out

I hear many saying it was rushed

No LoV

Some students get spotlight but not all, and pros don’t get a lot of focus. Class A and B are in the movie

Whatever rody feels it shows on the bird even if his face doesnt show the emotion

Rody has two younger siblings- roro and lala. He provides for them since their dad isnt with them anymore

The movie is mainly Deku and Rody running as fugitives

No team up with Endeavor and Hawks

The movie starts off with Humarize committing an act of terror and bombing a bunch of people to remove their quirks, but this also causes their quirks to explode, killing a ton of civilians.

Deku become framed as a huge murderer because of something to do with Rody and that Brief Case in the trailer

Deku trusts Todoroki to help him and knows he won't stop until he finds him and they are always communicating on the phone. Deku sends clues by texting similar to Hero Killer arc

Only final battle is in the suits... stealth suits

Flect's quirk is reflection. Whatever damage you do to him, the force will go back to you

Deku got beat very badly by Flect and nearly died, he fought him alone, but Rody arrives to save him, 3 minutes before the bomb goes off. So Rody saves him somehow (don't know how yet)

Bakugo gets very injured in his fight, he fights some twins. And cause they shred his clothes up, we get to see a lot of abs.... or how a lot of people are saying, we get to see his boobs (not my words, look on twitter lol)

At the end of the fight Bakugo is all bloody and sweaty, but stands up and does the “All Might” pose

Kirishima doesn't want to lose, cause Bakugo never loses

Todoroki was extremely badass in his final fight, even more than the Chimera from Heroes Rising. Leviathan swallowed Todoroki, like in the trailer. He punches a hole in the villain and uses his ice to create some crazy stuff (dont know what yet)

There’s this part where Todoroki catches deku and they slide along his ice thingie and todo is holding deku by the waist

Aizawa, Iida, Mirio, Koda are at school when everyone returns

Deku hugs Rody at the end. Rody is trying to hide his feelings but the bird is crying before they part ways

Locations

Oseon (Deku, Bakugou, and Todoroki, Endeavor)

Tokyo, Japan (Kirishima, Tetsutetsu, Amajiki, Jirou, Shoji, Fat Gum, Cementoss, Present Mic).

Cairo, Egypt (Mineta, Kaminari, Sero, Shiozaki, Edge Shot, Mt. Lady, Kamui Woods)

Paris, France (Ochako, Tsuyu, Nejire, Ryukyu),

New York City, USA (Tokoyami, Hawks, Ojiro, Satou, Shishida, Shoda)

Singapore (Yaoyorozu, Setsuna, Majestic)

All Might is with the Hero Association overseeing the teams

Info from the book released with the movie in Japan, Vol W: source is aitaikimochi

Ojiro thinks Deku’s various t-shirts are really cool

Ojiro isn’t just an average Joe- he has great fashion sense -

Some students know that Kirishima and Ashido went to the same middle school, but they didn’t really ask further. No one knows about Kirishima’s “high school debut”

Aoyama makes his own luxurious lunches (so he can cook apparently)

Number 1 hero Ranking of “who looks most like a villain”: Endeavor

The students whose dorm rooms we haven’t seen can be described as: Bakugou: smart style, Tsuyu: sort of ethnic vibes, Mineta: Dreadful (lol)

And more from ShibuyaSmash HERE

[shadowed-dancer]

Thoughts on Episode 118 (S6 E5)

Cool capes, BBQed birds, and devastating destruction. Let’s talk about it

Spoilers for the episode, as well as some very light spoilers for the manga. I'll put them at the end an label them though so people can stop reading

0/10 rating, they cut my beloved Wash. Unacceptable. Truly the worst and most egregious change the anime has ever made in the history of all 6 seasons. Unknown if it will ever recover

(Real talk I kind of understand. They made a point of saying everyone was evacuated, so showing that would have just been confusing. Good on them for catching little details like that)

Aside from that, this episode was really good! The animation was so pretty in this one (it’s been great all season so far but this one in particular was really nice.)

Regarding pacing, I was surprised to find this episode only adapted 2.5 chapters (I forgot that panel of Shigaraki on the phone wasn't how the chapter ended lol). Despite this entire season having a fair bit of filler per episode (especially with the jumps to that observation room) I've found the filler to be pretty non-offensive. This episode is the same, it felt like it moved at a healthy pace. Plus, all the episodes end on great moments, so that's a wonderful and effective use of filler content!

rip X-Less, you existed for the sole purpose of Tomura getting a kick-ass cape. A noble mission. His fans solute you

That scene where Mirko stands up while Endeavor protects her... why was it so smooth? Was that just me? Like those 3 seconds looked better than most of MVA lol

Random: but the noise Komori makes when Fat Gum kicks the kids out is so cute

Yay! Geten got a proper face reveal!

”Everyone believes you did the right thing!” Tokoyami has clearly never had to read the discourse that happened when that chapter came out

I wish they had put a little more focus on Crust’s death and how he specifically saved Aizawa. It’s fine as is, but I feel like they could have made the impact bigger. Hori had the talent of making people mourn him (a very minor character) and I wish that energy had stuck around

The crosswalk thing right before the destruction was so awesome. I got chills lol

I know there was a little rearranging this episode (showing the lab before showing Dabi, Deku's inner voice warning originally being somewhere else) but I think everything worked well. Again, it's an instance of how some changes can work better for their respective mediums

Despite the unforgivable lack of Wash, the scenes of the heroes reacting to decay was so well done. I’m a sucker for what I call “chaos scenes” (meaning any scene where characters are in a state of panic while chaos unfurls around them) and that was definitely a good one. Burnin screaming on the phone, the kids panicking compared to how mundane everything had been, Todoroki rushing in to save Deku, it’s all so good

Manga Spoilers

Regarding next week, I sincerely hope they add that one “bonus scene” from the volume extras (the one where Compress activates dad mode)

Seeing Tokoyami’s reaction to Hawks killing Twice lowkey irked me because it hasn’t been brought up since. I understand him wanting to be kind when he thinks Hawks might literally die in his arms, but we have NEVER returned to Tokoyami expressing his thoughts about this situation. Seeing it again just made me remember “Hmm, yeah that goes no where”. Maybe one day the manga will talk about it