Unpopular almost blasphemous labru opinion time: kabru would so be into getting flavour profiled actually hed be like. Oh citrus notes interesting. And then he'd have a small crisis about not being able to do the same for Laios BUT he can tell him how quickly he would die if he stabbed him in whatever part he's kissing and that's just as sexy
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I personally do not care if something is “fan service” we deserve it okay. I want wilmon selfies and polaroids i want edmar baking the wilmon heart cookies. I want all the silly stuff i dont care like seriously if we are gonna be depressed the final season they better give us tons of cute wilmon & edmar stuff to soften the blow.
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I'm late to post this but I realized Aoyama is shaking when he holds Izuku's hand because he is scared, and the way he is frowning before turning to him... the fact that he actually IS still scared but holds Izuku's hand and smiles at him regardless because he knows this is what Izuku needs right now and that despite being afraid he STILL wants to be there and support him 😭
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in my head they are already married. shuro looks like an exasperated spouse and just when you think 'man does he even like him' laios reaches over to squeeze his hand with a smile and shuro goes red all over
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harley quinn (2000) #35
[ID: a sequence of three panels focusing on an abandoned cup of tea as drops of blood drip down into it. Harley Quinn's internal narration boxes reads, ‘I was a tomboy growing up. Tackle football with the local boys? You bet. Under a car hood changing a filter? Sure. Dances? No. Pedicures? Pass. Sewing? You have to be kidding.’ The panels expand, revealing Harley hunched over. She's shown in a profile view and from afar, her face hidden by shadow as her blonde hair is in a slightly overgrown pixie cut.
The blood continues to drip as her narration resumes, ‘I remember watching my mother. Sewing. Sitting in this old chair with a pile of clothes my dad or brother needed fixing. A rip, a tear, a patch. Just kept a smile on her face as that pile got higher and higher. I resented her so much. Sewing. I vowed I'd never learn.’ Her hand comes onto panel, revealing she's holding a needle as she yelps, ‘Ow!’ We finally see her bloodied face when she looks up at the suddenly ringing phone, it being revealed that she had to give herself sutures to close a large gash on her forehead. END ID]
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