#idk why its so hard

[dxkjf]

I NEED TO STOP BEING SCARED OF TALKING TO PEOPLE RRRGG IT SHOULD NOT BE THIS DIFFICULT

[ace-girlboy]

ok not gonna lie 50% of the time when I hear an accent I can’t tell if it’s an accent or just that person’s voice

[hinamie]

10 years later

[myhandsofhearts]

OMG this is SO annoying ngl bc for some stupid reason i NEVER post on this tumblr. like and its so stupid because for tumblr vs instagram on my main account, i post way more on tumblr than on instagram but for this account i just struggle sm to post on tumblr. yes i will have 3 posts up in one day because ive been too lazy to even attempt to post the tumblr version. sorry.

[abnomi]

been trying to get back into animation

original gif below ^^ teehee!

[elipulce1]

trying to figure out how to draw eights hair loool

[roppiepop]

havent touched this in literal years so ill just foist it here :////

[humans-are-tasty]

[meamiiikiii]

silly comic based on a time i struggled to read live on stream :thumbsup:

context clip compilation below ASDASDFASA

(cw for brief mention of hospitals/strokes)

[c-kiddo]

coloured some transfem cad things from my sketchbook because im tired and i wanted to draw cute girllllsslslsllsls

[xxthunderthedragonxx]

im surprised so many people loved my luna design so heres blue too :)

[toxictoxicities]

No way I'm alive!

[cynicallyneutral]

sasuke wants his new year's kiss :kissing_heart:

[littledemo0n]

Excuse me im just gonna spam all of these over here...(part 1 [yes there's more])

[sipsteainanxiety]

after the many, many years of being bakugou’s friend, kirishima could say he has never seen his best bud so in love with someone before—so deeply and irrevocably smitten with you.

it was the little things, mostly, that piled up and up until it was so blatantly obvious that bakugou had fallen—and he had fallen hard. making you bentos, hanging around your desk, walking you home… he’d never behaved like this with anyone before, kirishima mused. it was jarring, in a way. but kirishima was happy for his friend, and he couldn’t help but to keep an eye on the two of you whenever he was in the vicinity (whether bakugou knew he was there or not).

lovestruck, was the word that came to kirishima’s bewildered mind the first time he saw bakugou trailing after you. following you like this great shadow around the agency. he never seemed to leave you alone for too long and he’d always have this little pout on his face whenever you’d shoo him away so you could do your own work. kirishima didn’t think bakugou even knew about the extent of his own feelings—not at first, anyways. and when he tried to confront the blond, he’d act all gruff and grouchy, his ears tinted a violent pink.

bakugou could deny it all he wanted, though. kirishima saw right through him.

what really cemented everything for kirishima—really hammered it in that his best friend was finally getting some of the happiness he deserved—was the time bakugou had caught you from falling off a ladder.

you’d been trying to hang up some decorations around the agency—to “brighten things up a bit” you’d said. kirishima had been too far away at the time—but he still saw the moment you’d leaned just a bit too far to the right. the moment your foot had slipped and you’d tumbled off that tall ladder with a small yelp.

bakugou had been exiting his office at that precise moment. and kirishima swore he had never seen his friend run so fucking fast before in his life. a small explosion propelled him forward—charring the wood and frame of his office door. just so he could catch you before you cracked your head open on the floor.

kirishima watched—from his position across the agency, his legs tensed—as bakugou held you tight within his arms and looked down at your shaken form. he watched as bakugou played off his breathlessness as though he hadn’t just dead sprinted across the hall to get to you on time. you wouldn’t ever know, kirishima thought to himself, how desperate bakugou would have to be to move that fast. and kirishima finally relaxed his stance once he saw bakugou set you carefully down on the ground, hovering over you as he scolded you for being so inattentive. you only rubbed the back of your head as you smiled sheepishly up at him. if bakugou hadn’t been smitten before, he certainly was now.

kirishima couldn’t have been happier, really. and he found himself quietly slipping away, a smile on his face at the idea of bakugou finally, finally being in love.

[puppyeared]

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