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no seriously, like as soon as the first girl said she was “concerned about younger fans” despite her evidence showing him being aware/concerned with knowing she was 18 I knew the internet would not be normal about it because they love “protecting minors” - and that was before being given a reason behind the actual concerning part being impossible.
It’s also wild how the narrative is multiple or even plural when it’s one person claiming this. People have convinced themselves so much that Dream could give contradicting information to this specific case and people would be upset he’s not proving he didn’t sext the other multiple minors they made up in their own head.
Anyyyyything they can latch onto. Anything to justify making him the butt of every joke when this shit isnt even fucking funny like even if they were making jokes abt someone i hated with my entire being it still wouldnt be fucking funny 🤦♀️ its OBVIOUS they dont care abt this shit they just want a damn punchline
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yall mfs like robots??
am write and decided to do something that goes beep boop boop
obvi its still not fleshed out but i wanted to dip my toes into writing tododeku? i mean it’s one of my favorite ships of all time and i still haven’t done anything for it, shame on me.
basically shouto be an engineer at his fatheres company, and deku be the beep-boop machine he makes. i honestly have no clue what direction it’ll go in lol. we’ll see. heres a little baby pee at what i have so far.
Shouto runs his hand over the flexible rubber one last time, reveling in the distinct skin-like texture of it. It’s not warm and no pulse thrums underneath it, but it feels human enough.
He. He feels human enough. His pride and joy, the result of a complex AI he’d been developing for over a decade. Pre-programmed with basic knowledge - how to read, how to write, how to learn, and most importantly, how to feel. Years and years of fine tuning the code, finally made into a material thing.
The form of a young man, presumably around Shouto’s own age. Data taken from surveys about the most conventionally attractive male attributes. Curly hair, green of his own courtesy. Large green eyes and soft cheeks that melt into a strong jawline. A muscular build, but not overly so. Just below the average height, standing at 5 feet and 6 inches tall. A bright smile that would learn to show itself in a few hours. In all senses of the word, his project - this man, this being he’s created - is perfect. Maybe a bit plain looking, but perfect.
Shouto types, fingers flying over the keyboard as he finalizes the last few lines of code. He takes a steadying breath before finally running the program and bringing the machine to life. Its - his - eyes open slowly, blinking as the sensors adjust to the overwhelming fluorescent lighting of the room. He lifts both arms, then both legs, then turns its head side to side and takes in the surroundings. His mouth gapes open and closed like a fish.
“Hello,” Shouto says.
and some shitty dad angst >:(
“Stupid,” Enji hisses. Izuku feels his hot breath against his cheek with the new nerve endings. “Stupid fucking machine!”
Izuku’s head snaps to the side, a searing hot and uncomfortable pressure slamming across his cheek. This is not how he wanted to break in his new nervous system. He stumbles backwards and grips his cheek, gasping and blinking quickly. A large hand grips his hair, pulling him forward and to Enji’s eye level.
“You have no purpose. You exist simply to exist. My son could have developed life saving technology, but he wasted his time on a goddamn useless robot!”
Izuku scrabbles at his hand but only receives a kitchen counter in his stomach. His head swims with pain. He’s sure that if he could cry, his face would be covered in slobber. Despite his best efforts to squirm away or fight back, Enji is far heavier than he is. Hard arms keep him pinned against the counter with his cheek flush to the cold table, fuel slowly leaking onto the table from his cracked visage. Izuku panics, scrambling to find a weak spot in Enji’s grip. Enji’s hands squeeze at his neck, searching for the charging port.
“Shouto! Shouto!” Izuku’s never heard his voice so high pitched. He didn’t think that was possible.
“Shut the fuck up! Gonna have to fill this up with water, fuck the circut up… or i could just break you like the scrap metal you are.”
“Shouto!”
Izuku’s lucky that Enji is as inebriated as he his - the man can’t seem to maneuver his thick fingers into the hidden flap beneath skin. Izuku’s cries rise in pitch and urgency as Enji tugs at the serration. He’s properly screaming now, the nerves in his throat burning every time he lets out another yell.
The fossit of the sink turns on, and Izuku’s heart drops into his feet. Oh, oh god, he’s actually going to die like this. With his neck held under the water and his body thrashing violently as he short circuits. Will it hurt? Will his new system pick up on the electricity flooding his insides? Will it hurt to fry from the inside out?
tell me if she’s tasty, are yall feeling well fed? i hope so :) i wanna finish it completely (or mostly) before i post it, so here’s hoping to sometime in maybe late-ish spring
#e1ana#e1anawrites#e1ana's fic#bnha#bnha fanfiction#tododeku#androids#enji todoroki#shouto todoroki#midoriya izuku#little beep boop bean time :)#he dont know anyyyyything
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Jesus for a second i think he even searched for leo and lui😭
He linked up really good with Cavani!! But damn DI Maria… I now know what Leo has to go through every NT game… He’s so bad… I wanted to throw my laptop out after 7 minutes of watching him xD Anonymous said:Since I feel bad about bashing the ligue and offending its fans… Here’s something good about ligue 1 vs la liga! The ref seems more fair!
Well damn and here we had an ok Liga ref one time. Maybe because of your remark haha. Even a 5game suspension for Cristian0.
You should send me this message every week maybe it brings good luck for us and referees haha.
But indeed the refs are probably WAAAAAAY better and the media too I presume. I dont think they have this hate like Marca/AS & Mundo/Sport right?
Anonymous said:Neymar should’ve what?!?!?
should have??? I have no idea what you mean anon…
Anonymous said:I will say it- out of the European leagues, ligue 1 is not even top 3. Its not my opinion, it’s a fact. Sorry you are offended on behalf of your ligule but it is what it is. Just because you want something to be true doesn’t make it so. Sure, they try, they have fans. No disrespect to either small clubs or L1 fans but that ligue is simply not on level with la liga, epl, bundesliga, serie a. Maybe if some more French teams get bought by oil countries and they buy them some world class players.
I’m be nice and not say anyyyyything at all.
Anonymous said:Hey, do you know the name of the song Aurier and Kimpembe were dancing to? I don’t understand a word, but it sounded like a bop.
You are me anon hahah. The song is called: Naza - MMM.
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