#my head is on fire

[malamilkbeats]

I haven't written in a long time, but the Pink Corruption made me want to write a short bit about an OC and something silly about Pentellow, Iris and the group. I'm posting it on AOx3. I'm not saying a damn thing./lh

This is my OC, Concavex, btw. She/they, 21 y/o. Bi as heck. A nervous wreck, but they're sweet. She's not a shape who fights, though. Their specialties are telepathy and levitating over a short amount of time. They play the violin and dance.

Just a musician, touring for her performances. They are an orange dork and fails horribly trying to hide it.

Poor Cube has no idea what the hell those three are on about. What's the big deal about liking Twilight Sparkle?

[luvreyn]

VIGILANTE SHIT

BAKUGO KATSUKI X READER

The first time you met him again was when you were about to apprehend a villain at the same time he did, except you were hit by the whip and he effortlessly dodged it.

"The jail is that way," you said in exasperation when you saw him following you after that ordeal.

"And the hospital is that way."

You sighed, noting that he had handed the whip-wielding villain to the police patrolling the area. You even saw the police gesturing at you as if asking if you’re a villain too, only for Bakugo to shake his head.

You walked faster. You’ve always imagined it would be awkward to meet your former classmates (friends; you’d hear Deku and Uraraka correct) again after what happened in your last year at UA.

Bakugo casually follows you as if he has all the time in the world. He even stopped your hand from slamming the door on his face effortlessly, taking in the sorry state of your apartment.

"Why is this place such a pigsty? Just hire someone if you don’t feel like cleaning."

"I don’t exactly get paid, do I?" You answered sarcastically as you tried to put pressure on your wound. He says nothing as he stands against the door frame, as if he is guarding it.

Stupid Bakugo.

You moved some of your things that were in the way and motioned for him to sit on your bed, the only clean part of the small room. You’d feel like he’s gonna insult you because of the mess you’re making. 

It’s been years since the war against the Meta Liberation Army. The heroes won, but not without casualties—too many casualties.

And there’s been a hunt for the criminals who escaped Tartarus during the whole ordeal and a crackdown on the suspected members of the organization.

Isn’t that why you’re alone now? Without friends and your parents?

"Sit down." You almost jumped when you heard his voice beside you. You didn’t even notice him approaching. "Just sit down and let me clean it."

You pursued your lips, but let him have his way.

He cleaned your wounds, frowning deeper when he saw that you don’t even have a first-aid kit, but he stayed silent.

You just watch him. You’ve only seen him (and your former classmates, as well) on TV and billboards now, and you’ve never been prouder of them for achieving their dreams. You’re so proud of them.

"Thank you." after he’s done cleaning your wounds.

He says nothing, just nodding toward the door. "I’m starving. Let’s go."

You follow him to your door, opening it. He stepped outside, but you didn’t move to follow him.

"Don't—please don’t tell them where I am," you pleaded. They don’t need to associate with you, and you don’t want them to suffer too.

He looks back at you. "What?"

"Thank you for today, but please don’t come here again." and you slammed the door.

But you should’ve known better than to delude yourself. Since when did Bakugo listen to an extra anyway?

So here you are, eating with him again after that incident months ago. You’ve tried everything to avoid him, but he’s not one of the top heroes for nothing.

And Katsuki would never let you slip away from him like that ever again.

"We know your parents are not a part of the Meta Liberation," he said one morning while eating breakfast with you. "We know, and we’re gonna prove them to those bastards and to everyone, and then you can go back. You can be with us again. Everything can go back to the way it was before."

You’re too shocked to say anything, so you just stared at him, forgetting about food as you watched his knuckles turn white from the way he holds the utensils.

"Deku and Todoroki are already taking care of it... so please." rely on me. His unspoken words hung heavily in the air as you gripped the utensils.

How would you rely on him without dragging him down into the mud you're in?

But that was a surprise; you realize you’re not the only one who changed.

He has changed too.

He used to call Todoroki-san Half-and-Half all the time when you were students, and he would rather die than let others help him.

And little by little, at every meeting, the hole in Katsuki’s heart left by your sudden disappearance was filled with memories of you. Tending to your wounds after your ‘work’, buying you food so you’ll eat with him, and the little things he didn't get to experience with you before

"A vigilante has been attacking civilians at night. Civilians are advised to report any strange activity and to be careful as this vigilante, this criminal, is still at large."

"The Hero Commission will award anyone who has information regarding this criminal terrorizing our cit-"

Katsuki pressed the off-bottom with more force than necessary because what the fuck did he just watch?

Beside him, he could see you closing in on yourself again. He’s quick to wrap an arm around you before you push him away.

It’s like your third year all over again. A bounty on your head, a false charge. Someone must have really hated you to put you in this situation.

But Katsuki would be damned before he let anything get past him again. He’s not the useless student he was before who couldn’t do anything to help you. He’s a Pro Hero now, the number 1 Pro Hero if he do say so himself. He has resources now that he didn’t have before, and his influence runs deep.

He’d be damned before he let them hurt you and take you away from him again.

"You’ll take care of it, won’t you?" You ask in a sad tone, but he could also see the coyness in it. The trust you put in him

He sighed in relief, kissing the top of your head before tsk-ing because, really, who else is going to look after your sorry ass? "Like you’d have to ask."

[otiksimr]

Poorly drawn Chimchar line

[loserfae]

[8 seconds from a ytp my friend @normalname69 made]

nurse joy: "Have you seen that posteR?"

ash: "HUauuaUH?"

nurse joy: *one single angelic note*

[jstardoesthings]

Uh-oh the TV is buffering!!

[biting-rose]

Mudwings! ✦ generally inspired by water buffalo and crocodiles

for some headcannons - their horns can curl whichever way, but not up, as that would reveal them when they are hiding below the bog surface / mosses and small determined plant life grows on them bc they are ambush hunters who love relaxing, plus it helps them camouflauge!

layout generally inspired by @/Chaotic-minds-think-alike <3

[puppppppppy]

learned something about myself lately

[whataduck]

whatever, go my slugcat

[mendelsohnben]

Willem Dafoe in Streets of Fire (1984) dir. Walter Hill

[francy-sketches]

cringe ass family ❤

[emmavakarian-theirin]

obsessed with the way lucanis just says "no." sometimes

[thecmaly]

the eyes of a man in love

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more windbreaker comics

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What do you mean her name is Mary Gibbs?

[poorly-drawn-mdzs]

In the shape of you, something new.

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