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Okay update i talked to him today and he actually felt sooooooo bad. Like he even told his wife about how bad he felt for making me cry and how shouldâve never ridiculed me like that and now weâre back to besties.
SO TAKE THIS AS A LESSON TO ALWAYS CRY TO GET YOUR WAY BITCHES
is it a flex if i cried when i confronted one of the attorneys about how he upset me by yelling at me and he apologized profusely and now that i came up to him and slightly bugged him ab not having a document he literally tells me, "i have no idea how to talk to you" in a slightly uncomfortable way bc he trying his damn hardest not to make me cry
#i am deadass#men like real men#Will feel bad#awful for making you cry if they genuinely like you as an individual
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Black Talk:
I wanna get a glueless wig for August and September because it's too hot for a full lace, but if the right conversations happen someone might slut me out soon. Ladies and femmes, have y'all ever had rough nasty sinful sex while wearing a glueless wig?
#I am deadass#I don't know if it's gonna happen or not#but I need my shit to be secured JUSSTTT in case
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It's the way I'm in love with Papa Secondo that's got me UGH đŤ
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no offense but why the fUCK has bollywood not made a dishoom 2 yet?? i would die to see john abraham, jacqueline fernandez, and varun dhawan together again!! plus saqib saleem and that one guy who played the super sexy inspector PLS
#dishoom#john abraham#jacqueline fernandez#varun dhawan#saqib saleem#tarun khanna#i am deadass#bollywood#desi#desiblr#i am not above begging for this#direct me to the person in charge and i will
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having so much self-control right now (did not start a fight over someone else's garbage take)
#roommates and i just watched Spirited (good movie everyone should watch very fun)#and at the end of it their main complaint (spoiler free) was that the Will Ferrell character should have been played by an âactual singerâ#they had no issue with the rest of the cast being actors who can sing instead of singers who can act#just Will Ferrell because apparently he was bad#(fwiw he was fine. he's not gonna win awards for his singing but he can hold a tune)#and they compared casting non-singers in musical roles to WHITEWASHING#I AM DEADASS#with a straight face said it was like casting non disabled actors for disabled roles or like ghost in the shell#i did not say anything because I did not want to start a fight so close to bedtime but HOLY SHIT#let me make myself clear: i think casting actors who are good at singing should be a consideration when working on a musical movie#because the performance is important#but singing is a SKILL it is not an IDENTITY#ANYONE CAN SING#god. anyway go watch spirited and also jingle jangle#shrimp monologuing
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HEY YEAH DO YOU EVER BLAST CHAMPAGNE PROBLEMS AT MIDNIGHT IN THE HOUSE ALONE????
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âI want you to stay with me, because you want to. Only if you want toâ
also a version with strings:
OG:
Everybody raving about the âI didnât realize you think sow low of meâ while Iâm still obsessing abt this
edit: forgot to add the second ver. so adding it in now
#Broooooo I am so sick of people piling on Stolas for being a hypocrite and assuming the worst#and Iâm so sick of people blaming Blitzo and failing to realize how insecure he is about being loved#helluva boss blitzo#helluva blitz#helluva boss blitz#helluva boss fanart#helluva boss stolas#stolas goetia#stolitz#full moon helluva boss#full moon episode#I deadass think he handles giving the asmodean crystal really well#this scene made me cry#artists on tumblr#digital art#fanart#art#helluva boss fandom
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cw. worker!reader, prohero!katsuki, aged-up (25), pining (we're getting there, dw), a lot of cussing (bkg-typical), it's time to meet the bakusquad!, mentions of alcohol, a tiny ass mention of smth nsfw
words. 4.3k (this is getting out of hand. this was way too fun to write, tho!)
masterlist | part 1, part 2, part 3, part 4, part 5, part 7, part 8, part 9
You check your reflection through your phoneâs front camera for the umpteenth time, lurching a bit forward and almost smashing your face with the device when the bus youâre riding drives over a bump.
With a sigh, you glance through the window to your right, spotting the familiar landmark that Kirishima mentioned in passing a few days ago.
A few days ago when he waltzed into the conference room in the middle of your heated conversation with Bakugou.
Right when he dropped that nonsensical one-liner, Bakugou was on him in a flash, shoving your other boss so hard that the man stumbled a few steps back in surprise. You watched as they had what seemed to be a wordless exchange, before all the blood appeared to drain from Kirishimaâs face, leaving him so pale that you thought the redhead was about to pass out any second.
âFreaking finallyââ you recall Kirishima repeating, voice wobbly, âY-you finally have a g-girlfriend!â
Bakugou didnât seem too pleased at the shade, encasing his co-founder in a headlock, eventually releasing him after the latter cried out his pleas and apology.
After the man managed to catch his breath, he came up with the suggestion that you hang out with the rest of their friend group.
âItâll be fun!â he said. âWeâd love to get to know you.â
âTch.â Bakugou merely replied, seemingly not too keen on the idea.
âI donât knowâŚâ
âI can ask PR about it,â Kirishima ignored you, âI bet you being seen with us is good for your image!â
Which leads you to the present moment.
The mechanical voice announces your arrival at the nearest station to the trendy, new, upscale restaurant that Mina specifically picked out for todayâs get-together. Kirishima assured you when you, again, showed reluctance when he ran down the details yesterday, saying Kaminari and Sero vouched for it, that it had a built-in arcade or something.
Deep in your thoughts and on autopilot, you hop off the bus and begin your slow but steady trek toward the venue. By the time you reach it, itâs already 6:37 PM, a bit later than your agreed-upon meeting time.
Pushing the glass doors open, you enter the space and swiftly scan the area. Bakugouâs friends, who you just remember also happened to be top pro-heroes, are already packed in a booth near the back of the restaurant. As you walk towards them, you see that Mina, Kirishima, and Sero are seated beside each other while Kaminari is looking a bit lonely on the extra chair at the tail-end of the table. Youâre guessing the empty seats in front of the aforementioned three have been reserved for their close friend and you, the fake girlfriend.
Right, you say to yourself. Time to put on a show.
Kirishima is the first one to spot you, and you canât help the squeeze your heart makes as he visibly brightens up when he does. âBro, over here!â
At that, you plaster on the friendliest smile you can muster and trudge towards where they are.
âSorry Iâm late, you guys,â you say as you slide into your seat, âI had to call an emergency meeting at work. I came as fast as I couldâŚâ
You look at the three, (not really) new faces (because you see them on TV all the time), suddenly feeling nervous and singled out.
Desperate for something familiar to have near you, you ask: âUh, whereâs Bakugou?â
The moment you stutter the question out, you find yourself immediately wanting to take it back, because the air in the room suddenly changes. Sero smirks, Kaminari guffaws, and a devilish grin exponentially grows on Minaâs face.
âAwww, it hasnât even been ten seconds since you got here and youâre already looking for your mans!â Mina winks at you, âHeâs just in the restroom.â
âBro, itâs about goddamn time Bakugou finally got a girlfriend,â Sero adds.
The girl nods enthusiastically in agreement, âItâs been a long time coming, indeed. Do you have any idea how long heâs been pining for you?â
Negative thirteen days, you think to yourself. But you settle for a hesitant shake of your head.
âDudesââ Kirishima tries to interject, although his voice is drowned out in the chatter and the marginally too-loud pop music playing in the background.
Sero snorts, âShe probably doesnât, knowing Bakugou. Thoughââ a look of pure mischief takes over the tape heroâs face as he turns to face you, ââwouldnât you want to know?â
âI, uhââ
âRemember the first time Bakugou got a text message from her when we were out getting drinks for Eiâs birthday two years ago?â Mina asks the guys, although the question seems more rhetorical than not. âHe choked on his beer so hard I was surprised he didnât cough his freaking lungs out.â
âMinaââ Kirishima tries again.
Sero barks out a laugh at the memory, âThatâs nothing compared to when he got so red in the face when I first insinuated he might have a crush that one time he helped me move into my current place. The big guy didnât even think twice about hurling a box of clothes at me.â
âSeroââ
âPlease!â Kaminari finally pipes in, before gesturing the group to get close with a cheesy, âcome-witherâ gesture. From the corner of your eye, you see Kirishima mouthing something to the blonde but you donât quite catch it, eyes drifting back to the latter, more curious than youâd like to admit, even if youâre 99% sure theyâre making all of this up to humor you.
The electric hero smirks to himself before prolonging the suspenseful air. âDonât tell him this, but I sneaked into his bedroom during that sleepover we forced him to host during Thanksgiving last year, supposedly to play a harmless prank on him. And get thisâI heard him mumble your name in his sleep.â
âGuys!â
Startled, everyone looks at Kirishima, whoâs doing the âslicing his neck with his handâ gesture before sheepishly bringing it to rub at his nape when he feels the groupâs attention on him. You scan their faces one by one, not knowing how to react yourself, and you notice what you think is realization dawn on everyoneâs faces.
Well, everyone except Kaminari.
You look at the guy whoâs apparently been looking at you this entire time, and your reaction to his made-up, albeit intriguing story must be priceless because he puffs up with pride before blurting out: âAnd it sounded like a moan, too!â
Before you can even choke at your spit in response, you see Seroâs long arm appear behind the blonde a split second before he smacks him on the back of the head.
âHey!â Kaminari cries out, clutching his head in pain, and you can only stare at the situation in front of you, bug-eyed. âWhat was that for?!â
âThatâs for not knowing when to shut up,â Sero hisses, before shifting to face you, a blinding smile now having replaced the chastising look that was on his face just a brief moment ago. âNow, where were we?â
âArenât you shitheads going to order?â
You jump at the gruff voice on your left, and you look up to see Bakugou, decked out in his usual black tee and joggers, frowning at you before his eyes dart to study his friends. Wordlessly, he slides into the booth beside you, and you automatically scoot over to make room for him. Suddenly it makes sense to you why his friends designated this entire side to only the two of youâyou sometimes forget that their grumpy friend is abnormally hugeâa fact that you get reminded of as he brings his arm around to rest on top of the back of your seat, his wingspan covering almost the entire length of it.
It takes a few seconds for everyone to gather their bearings and faithfully decide that no, he probably didnât hear all of thatâhe couldnât, if they wanted to keep their heads attached to the rest of their bodiesâbut when they do, they all scramble for the menus and act too innocently like they werenât just making ridiculous shit up behind Bakugouâs back.
You give the man a hesitant smile yourself when he peers at you, before simply passing you the menu Kirishima handed over your direction.
âHurry up and choose,â he huffs, voice uncharacteristically quiet. âWe ainât got all day.â
Since your boss arrived at your table, the squad hasnât said a single thing about Bakugou from the past, particularly stories involving you, which further supports your robust theory that they were just trying to embarrass the guy in front of his alleged girlfriend.
No one brings up what has been said, too, and you take that as your cue to follow suit and keep your mouth shut.
Instead, and to your chagrin, theyâve resorted to buzzing around you, asking all sorts of questions about your life like how long youâve been working at Bakugou and Kirishimaâs agency, what kind of work you do, what you like to do for fun, how many siblings you have, and so on. But theyâve especially enjoyed asking you about Bakugou and your budding relationship, dropping a teasing remark or joke every now and then.
Every now and then as in every other sentence.
Youâve been trying to play it off cooly, lying out of your ass while seeming as natural as you can, but Bakugou isnât taking it as well as you.
Apparently, and you know now, that the man detests being teasedâitâs almost comical how red he gets at the slightest taunt, and you failing to repress a chuckle at the sight nearly grants you a shove from the hotheaded blonde. You look at the sole other girl for help, but Mina only grins at you while wiggling her eyebrows playfully as she sits back to witness the exchange.
But aside from all that, you find yourself quickly bringing down your guard and joining in on the conversation every once in a while, eventually coming to the realization that youâre actually having fun.
It doesnât take a genius to recognize that Bakugouâs friends are great people, and seeing the man in a different environment than the one you usually find him in is interesting, to say the least.
In the midst of great conversation and in the blink of an eye, dinner is served and devoured, and before you know it, itâs 9 PM and everyone except Bakugou and you are around two to three drinks in.
âCome on, man!â Kaminari thrusts a glass of whiskey in Bakugouâs direction. âLet loose a little!â
The man in question merely lets out a âTchâ before swatting the heroâs hand away.
âDonât worry about him, bestie,â Mina calls out to you reassuringly, noticing youâve been watching the two as you sipped on your own iced tea. âHe just gets cranky when heâs not in bed by 9 PM sharp.â
âHow âbout you, bro?â Kirishima asks you, this time a glass of gin and tonic in hand. âAre you sure you donât want a drink?â
You muster the most polite and grateful smile you can. âNo thanks, Kirishima-san. I kind of have plans early tomorrow morning.â
Yeah, right, you think to yourself. You just donât want to risk making a fool of yourself in front of your two bosses and their closest friends.
âOoooh, is that why Bakugou isnât drinking as well?â Mina chirps excitedly, âAre you guys doing something tomorrow?â
âUh, no,â you say, hesitant and irrationally guilty, which swells when Minaâs face drops in palpable disappointment. You scramble to pull out a palatable lie from your ass, âIâm going out of town to meet a good old friend of mine who just got back from the States.â
A chorus of oohs and aahs erupt from the table at your answer; luckily, they donât press for more details, which youâre grateful for, because youâre running out of lies for the evening.
You feel Bakugou eyeing you at the side, as if trying to figure out if what you just said is true when Sero suddenly speaks up, pointing to the far end of the restaurant.
âHey, they have a photo booth! Whaddya say we give it a go?â
Everyone cheers in agreement and you find yourself getting ushered into the said photo booth. Kaminari, Kirishima, and Mina plant themselves on the front while you get smushed between Bakugou and Sero at the back. You try not to let the close proximity with your boss get to you as Mina starts handing out the props, which you readily accept with a thanks. You look down at the âIâm awesomeâ signage and rainbow-colored wig youâre holding, weighing your options, before ultimately deciding to make the sacrifice and give Bakugou the former. His crimson eyes trail to you when you tap his shoulder lightly, and down to the sign when you make the gesture of offering it towards him. He wordlessly takes it off your hands, and you canât help but snort at how out of place he looks with it. He tosses you a glare, although it seems harmless enough.
âReady?â Mina shouts, and the rest of you say your affirmation. You go through the motions, everyone changing up their poses and swapping props shot after shot, and you find yourself laughing along with the group as the ruckus unfolds around you. After the last click of the camera, you finally move to return the paraphernalia to the front with Bakugou shadowing you, and follow the rest as they hurriedly pile out of the small space when the sliding door suddenly slams shut.
âWhat theââ you reach for the indented groove and pull it open, but the door refuses to budge.
âHey,â Bakugouâs booming voice ricochets within the small space, making you jump. âQuit fucking around, you guys.â
A chorus of laughter erupts from the outside, and only then does it dawn on you that you didnât get locked in because of some stupid gust of wind.
Kaminari, whoâs probably the one holding the door shut sounds positively evil when he pipes up with: âYouâre not getting out of there until you do a round with just the two of you.â
âYeah!â Mina adds excitedly. âAnd yâall better do those cute poses, you hear me? Weâre not going home unless you do the classic kiss on the cheek!â
âJust the cheek?â Sero asks, âYou should just go all out, Bakugou!â
âThis is their idea, bros. Iâm not involved here,â you hear Kirishima say in the background.
Oh motherfucking god.
Refusing to accept whatâs happening, you try to pry the door open again, but Kaminariâs not letting up by the slightest. You stare at the door, unable to look at Bakugou and what feels like five minutes pass before the man finally speaks up.
ââŚLetâs just fucking do it.â
You turn around to gape at him, âE-excuse me?â
He sighs, looking as defeated as youâve ever seen him, a tinge of pink tinting his cheeks in what you think is irritation. âTheyâre not gonna back down unless we fucking do what they say. Trust me,â he says as he plops down on one of the seats in front of the camera, âI know them.â
Hesitantly, you take the seat to his left, the feeling of resignation blooming in your stomach at his words. âO-okay, then. We can just quickly take the pictures like normal and weâll be on our way.â
âNoââ he starts, and he looks like it pains him to argue with you, ââif we donât do this as they instructed, the shitheads are just going to make us do it again and again until we do.â
You flush at the implications of his words, âButâwhatâsurely theyâll be reprimanded for hogging the photo booth?â
Bakugou shakes his head, seeming like heâs already surrendered his soul to the antics of his friends. âThey donât normally abuse their power as heroes, but they will for stupid shit like this.â
You can only blink at him, at a loss for words. If you think about it, itâs unnerving how calm and level-headed heâs being right now when youâre getting close to having a major freakout yourself.
âWell?â The man has the audacity to ask.
You shift awkwardly in your seat, choosing to look at the monitor in front of you instead of the pro-hero who you now realize is way too dangerously close for your comfort. âOkay, so the least number of shots we can go for is four.â
Bakugou grunts in what you think is approval.
You continue, âWe can do one where we just sit and smile, another where we form a small heart with our hands to appease Mina, andâfuck, two moreâŚâ
You expected youâd be the one to do the agonizing task of directing your poses, so youâre surprised when Bakugou chimes in.
âThatâs not enough for bug-eyes,â he says as a matter-of-factly, and you find yourself gulping in nervousness despite yourself. âWeâll have to get closerâŚâ
Closer than this?
Bakugou seems like heâs debating something in his head before he gives you a firm nod. âThe third one we can place your head on my fucking shoulder or something, and for the lastââ he shakes his head in defeat, âjust go and fucking kiss me on the cheek.â
âWhat?â
He shoots you an appalled look as if you jolting away from him at the mere suggestion is a criminal offense committed against him. âDonât sound so fucking disgusted, idiot.â
Youâre not about to tell him youâre the farthest from being disgusted and rather veering dangerously close to flustered. Instead, you croak: âAre you sure about this?â
Bakugou scoffs, âDoes it look like we have a choice?â He pauses, before shaking his head rather adamantly, âItâs not like I want to do thisâŚâ
You frown, itching to argue that you, in fact, have a choice, but the man is so evidently resigned that any rebuttal dies down in your throat. He does know his friends better than you do. Obviously. You canât accurately gauge how far theyâre willing to go for you just to take these photos with the grump.
Heaving a heavy sigh, you mumble an âokayâ before standing to press the Start button.
And so you, once again, go through the motions.
Only this time youâre not laughing.
You can feel your smile straining as you pose for the first photo, and youâre guessing Bakugou is looking like heâs being forced to smile at gunpoint beside you.
Click.
At the tell-tale sound, you lift your left hand, forming half a heart, and bring it next to Bakugouâs right. Beside his, your hand is significantly smaller, and youâre staring at the shape youâve formed together when the camera goes off again, catching you off guard.
Click.
Youâre disoriented and barely registering the pace at which everythingâs going when you feel a hand gently tug your head to the right, placing it firmly on top of a firm shoulder.
âSmile, you dumbass,â Bakugou says through gritted teeth. You obey.
Click.
You chance a glance at the man, whose eyes are downcastâstaring at the floor. You hesitate, wary of the countdown, ââŚCan I?â
Bakugou merely closes his eyes in what you think is dreadful anticipation before opening them again, choosing to look straight into the camera instead of meeting your gaze. âJust do it.â
Youâre not about to waste any more time and risk missing the timing and having to do this all over again, so you do.
It takes everything in you not to cringe the second your lips touch Bakugouâs cheek, suddenly becoming very aware of how chapped they are. But the thought is almost instantly replaced by the realization of how deceivingly soft his skin is, and you have to fight yourself from jerking away at the ridiculous observation.
The seconds go by so agonizingly slow, and as you wait for the shutter to go off, you notice how tense Bakugou is, whose eyes are now closed again. It occurs to you belatedly how weird it would come out in the photos if you had your eyes wide open this close to the guy, so you immediately slam them shut.
You do it just in time before you hear the all-too-familiar click, at the sound of which you promptly pull away and stand up.
âGreat,â you chirp, too cheerily.
âGood,â he grunts at the same time as you.
You look at each other in surprise, and you canât help the chuckle that bubbles out of you. The corners of Bakugouâs mouth twitch ever so minutely, and you couldâve sworn a smile is fighting to take over his lips.
Youâre about to say something remotely embarrassingâjust anything to fill the air, reallyâlike âthanksâ or worse, when the door suddenly opens, startling the both of you.
Mina pokes her head through the small opening, squealing as her eyes dart back and forth between the two of you. âWell, come on, you two! They turned out amazing!â
You didnât have to be told twice.
Itâs about half past 10 when you finally decide as a group that itâs time to wrap things up and go home. Of course, you had to first sit through roughly thirty minutes of Mina gushing on and on about how cute your photos turned out, with Kaminari and Sero at the side teasing Bakugou about how uncharacteristically shy he looks. As you expected, Bakugou turned almost as red as a beet at the teasing, and you couldnât help but laugh along with the group before getting silenced with a sharp glare from the man.
Despite the plethora of dirty looks heâs tossed your way the entire evening, Bakugou still went out of his way to offer you a ride home as you walked with the group to the exit. You were about to politely decline when you realized everyone else was watching and that it would be weird for you to turn down your boyfriendâs proposal this late into the night.
And so you reluctantly accepted.
Which is how you find yourself waiting by the restaurantâs front door with Mina while Bakugou fetches his car. The other three guys already hit the dirt and carpooled home together, not one of them having bothered to drive here in the first place knowing theyâd get drunk, or at the very least, tipsy.
The silence is comfortable as you breathe in the cool, evening breeze, while Mina sways side to side beside you.
âIf you ask me, Bakugou didnât drink tonight because he wanted to drive you home safely.â
You whip around to look at the pink-skinned hero, âHuh?â
Mina only shrugs in response, not bothering to repeat herself. Instead, she reaches for something in her purse, digs through it for a couple of seconds, before pulling out a strip of film that you instantly recognize is that of you and Bakugou from a while ago.
âSorry, but Iâm keeping the one of us as a group,â she sing-songs, not sounding the slightest bit apologetic, before thrusting the string of photos towards you. âBut you get to keep the one of you and Bakugou.â
Not knowing what else to do, you gingerly accept it from the girl.
She grins at you, âKeep it safe for him, âkay?â
You refrain from telling her that he most definitely doesnât care about whether or not you keep these photos safe, and instead give her an affirmative nod. Looking down at the object in your hands, you study the images one by one.
Your smile does look a bit strained in the first, and youâre not even smiling in the second, dumbly staring at the heart instead, but youâd say you appear decent enough in the third yet downright foolish in the last. Itâs Bakugou that leaves you dumbfounded, though.
Heâs not smiling in the first oneâat least, not reallyâbut he still managed to look handsome and exude a boyish charm thatâs always been characteristic of him. To your surprise, heâs also not looking at the camera in the second; instead, his eyes are directed towards you, a solemn expression on his face. Against your will, you feel yourself warm at the thought of being the object of his attention without your knowledge. In stark contrast, he comes off stiff as hell in the third photo with your head on his shoulder, and in the last oneâŚ
His eyes are closed, eyebrows slightly furrowed. And if you didnât know any better, youâd think his cheeks are tinged the lightest shade of pink.
Huh.
âYou really like him, donât you?â Mina pipes up out of nowhere, snapping you out of your train of thought.
You flush at her words. âSorry?â
The girl merely smirks, a knowing expression etched across her beautiful features. âItâs written all over your face.â
Your free hand absentmindedly shoots up to feel your face, and it doesnât elude you that youâre heating up.
To your relief, Mina doesnât say anything else. She shrugs again, checking something on her phone before turning to face you once more, âWell, my Uberâs here! Tell Bakugou to drive safely and make sure you get home in one piece, okay, bestie?â
You smile at her concern and the adorable term of endearment sheâs assigned to you, âI will.â
Mina seems to hesitate for a second before decidedly stepping closer and bringing you into a warm hug, which you return as best as you can.
You eventually pull away from each other after a moment, and she walks down the stairs and towards the dark maroon car thatâs just arrived.
Leaving you with nothing but the space to mull over the ramifications of what has just been said.
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see you soon!!!!!!
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HAPPY BIRTHDAY TOSHIROOOOO đđŁď¸đâźď¸ (6/13)
(additional incoherent doodles under cut)
#dungeon meshi fanart#dungeon meshi#dunmeshi#laios touden#toshiro nakamoto#nakamoto toshiro#kabru#kabru of utaya#got artblock in the middle of this and had to listen to rap whilw drawing to get myself to finish it#i think marcille is there sorta begrudgingly. like sure its this guys bday i'll postpone my one-sided rivalry w him just for today#love that one trigger artist that drew toshiro n marcille playing w a walking mushroom plushie machine. shoutout to friendships forever#that cake was HAUNTING me in my sleep i deadass couldn't sleep til 4 am and had to finish it while commuting in the early morning#chilchuck tims#chilchuck#every old person has used old lunar ny cards for bdays. and honestly i respect the saving on cash grind#okonomiyaki trio
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I'm sorry but I think it needs to be stated once again this series is so 90s rom-com đđ like this poor girl has gone from about to get engaged, scandaled by Colin on the dancefloor, rejected, runs from the ball, gets run down by Colin, fingerbanged in the back of a carriage and then two seconds later proposed to, dragged inside to tell his entire family, at night, without a chaperone, and we expect her to remember to reveal herself as Lady Whistledown somewhere here? When bro? WhEN?
Daphne was serious guys đđ
#I know that she will probably have plentiful opportunities after this but i am deadass#PEn legit has no idea wtf just happened or what IS happening đ#bridgerton#polin#bridgerton s3#bridgerton season 3#bridgerton netflix#bridgerton spoilers#bridgerton season three#luke newton#nicola coughlan#penelope and colin#colin x penelope#penelope bridgerton#pen x colin#penelope featherington#penelope x colin#colin bridgerton#She is PaNiCiNg đ#My theory? He fingerbanged WD outta her head and it only occurred to her halfway down that hallway that he doesnt know đ#He's like âlook what i scoredâ#Meanwhile Pen's just havin a mentyb
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I fucking hate WOOSANSANG. So I was looking at the title of Itâs You and I thought it was odd that itâs spelled ITâs You, like the T is capitalized. Well. I ask Siri to play Itâs You by Ateez right? Why did she say ânow playing I Tease You by ATEEZâ and Iâm likeâŚno fucking way thatâs why that T is capitalizedâŚ
Congratulations, you clever little fuckers. Ya got me.
#like#thereâs literally no shot#I hate them as a collective#how dare they do this to me#I am suing for emotional damages and they will be hearing from my legal team#i am literally going insane#I am deadass sitting in my car like#Iâve ascended#ateez#ateez comeback#atz#kang yeosang#choi san#jung wooyoung#the world ep.fin : will#yeosang#san#wooyoung
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Puppeteered by somebody else
Lowkey maybe totally inspired by this masterpiece by the amazing @joycew-art
#is he dead ? Is he alive ? A secret third thing ? In any case heâs a pathetic puppet and Iâm obsessed with him#anyway exam season is finally over and I am back with my bullshit đ§ââď¸#and yeah I saw this fanart of Evil Rick attached like puppet and this image was engraved in my brain so I had to draw this#rick and morty fanart#evil rick#rick sanchez#rick and morty#bruh I spent so much time on the coloring itâs not even funny#I feel like I made 300 different versions with different backgrounds and color palettes#(âI did the sketches before the background thatâs why I -deadass- had to put a weird glassy floor in the 3rd pic so it wouldnât look weird)#also thatâs why the shadows donât make sense and are mostly vibes#i like to yap
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percy jackson tomorrow
#aaaaaaaaaAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA#yâall donât understand how excited i am for this deadass#percy jackson#percy jackson and the olympians
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my actual thought process when drawing other DC characters as if they were in my adventures with superman haha
#deadass i know nothing abt DC lore#i am purely going off of what i like haha#that is the way of maws style
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my final verdict now that i am nearing the end of this clusterfuck is that if you are setting up your own website to sell or paywall content you should not bother sending a newsletter unless you're really fucking determined
i am now paying for
SMTP2GO to actually process emails and not have them get sent straight to spam (note that the free version of this works fine for basic account stuff for your users) [this is $10 a month or $100 a year]
MailPoet refused to actually send emails for me but i still have to pay for the creator plan that doesn't include processing emails, because that's the only way to ensure that only paying members get emails (sending emails to nonpaying members would make it even more expensive) [this is $11 a month or $114 a year]
a PO box, because you're required to have an address in the footer of your emails and i'm not giving out my home address [this is $19 every three months or $58 a year]
none of which i would have to do if i just kept saying "if you want emails use an rss to email service like feedrabbit, here's a link, good fucking luck"
#original#if you know a way to convert wordpress posts into newsletters that doesn't require mailpoet let me fucking know#i'm mad that i have to give them money for basic filtering when they refused to do any actual work#i tried a bunch of different plugins and none of them fucking worked worth a shit#so i had to trudge my way back to mailpoet while being pissed off the entire time#deadass in three months i will probably send an email that just says 'here is a feedrabbit link i am not sending this again bye'#imagine if i were also paying for the paywalling service. fucking nightmare.
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