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[tunakitchen]

35K QBAGINA‼️‼️‼️🔥🔥💯💯💥 MINECRAFT YURI 🔛🔝

clip from @pixiecaps

[imjustheretofangirl003]

The familiar person sat at the counter, not even bothering to sugar and cream their coffee before downing the scalding liquid, drawing an eyebrow raise from the villain.

Shit, I knew he was resistant to heat after Boston, but that just looks miserable. He thought to himself, heart calming from the initial adrenaline of recognizing him.

He sat there alone, not even on his cell, just refilling the cup from the carafe. It struck the villain he wasn't meeting civilian friends here, or even working a low profile job.

I'm going to regret this im going to regret this I'm so-

Before he could realize, he was sitting next to the hero, attempting a friendly smile.

"Hey."

...

It went on like that for embarassingly long. One would think an arch nemesis would indulge in their enemies company only long enough to learn of a great weakness, or person of interest. But the villain couldn't stomach the idea. Something about seeing him out in person, out of costume made him seem so fragile.

And in some ways he was. The apartment the hero -we do not ask why the villain has seen the heros apartment, thank you- rented was a dump, and the landlord did nothing to fix anything. For all his cunning and brawn the hero did not have more than a high school degree, if that. And so he became a bit of a maintenance man for him. See? No odd reasons at all.

If he was being honest, he liked this new routine. The hero never caught on, since the villain wore a full mask and voice modifier as his trademark. And, whether he knew it or not, the hero benefited from this situation as well, with the villain being careful not to hit a limb he mentioned was sore, or let fights go too late in the night if the hero worked the next day.

It was all going peachy until the villain screwed it up, because of course he did.

Reluctantly, he had agreed to a team up with a much more violent villain, and things went down hill from there.

The power this rogue held destroyed more than the villain ever did. He considered himself a more, theatrical villain. At some points, it felt like he was fighting the rogue himself, attempting to redirect attacks to less populated areas. One of these attacks having completely shattered his voice modifier. He was careful not to speak, until he couldn't anymore.

Things had gotten messy too fast, all he remembers is looking up from the ground at the exhausted hero looking around for the rogue. The shattered display in his mask quickly calculated the next hit would be from behind, and directed at his head. Shit. Not even the hero could survive that, and he knew it.

It was coming too fast.

He wasnt seeing it.

Someone had to do something.

Somebody anybody just-

"MOVE!"

He didnt realize he was even the one who screamed until he saw the simething click in the heros eyes as they locked on him amongst the rubble. The hero moved at the last second and for a second the villains heart soared, until he realized the projectile was now in a direct path to him.

The villain didn't have time to curse before he felt himself yanked into the air by his metal collar, feeling the rattle in his bones at the explosion just beneath him. Craning his neck, the heros face was nothing but stone, showing no drop of emotion at what assuredly, must be a pretty dramatic reveal, if he says so himself. Plopping him down on a nearby rooftop, the hero only hesitates a split second before taking off at a speed the villain had never seen before to take care of the rogue.

...

"Why did I think he'd come" the villain grumbled, sitting two rooftops away from their usual diner.

It was closer than he shouldve been, but he couldnt help it. He peeked back into his binoculars, a drastic step down from his usual technology, mostly because his helmet lay useless at his side. He didn't bother going back to the lab to fix it after the fight.

It didn't seem as important all a sudden.

He waited another moment before uncrossing his legs and standing, doing what has become his new signature, grumbling and pacing.

"Stupid stupid stupid stupid- ARGH!" He kicked his helmet across the rooftop, not noticing it stop abruptly until the figure spoke.

"Is that any way to treat something you own, didn't your mother tell you to treat things with respect?"

He regreted the yelp that escaped his throat at suddenly being yanked out of his own thoughts, face burning with embarassment. He grabbed for his cape, backing away slightly, feeling incredibly ridiculous in full costume without his mask, with the hero in nothing but civilian clothes in front of him.

"I-I swear I wasn't here to start a fight, I-I just wanted to... to see.." He felt himself hit the wall before he realized he'd backed himself into a corner, with the hero still walking his way, shattered helmet tucked under his arm like some kind of sportsball.

"To see if I'd still show up?" The heros voice was quieter, as if trying not to spook a wild animal, but not for a second patronising. The villain nodded, and hung his head, only for the hero to gently lift his chin and point to another building the opposite side of the diner. He was confused until he explained "I was waiting for you too, the only reason I saw you was when you stood up to do your pacing." The villain felt his face heat up at that.

"A-Ah...." he cleared his throat. "I'm uhm... sorry about today. Things got out of hand I-I never should've agreed-" The heros shook his head, cutting him off.

"You saved my life today. You have been for a while. I couldn't pin down what had changed between us. Why you suddenly would have a malfunction or end fights early" he laughs, and it sounds like bells "I never in a million years it was because you were my diner boy!"

The villain felt himself try to tuck into his collar, heart racing as fast as it did that first night he heard a very familiar voice.

'My...?' His thoughts lingered on the simple adjective.

The hero looked him over, and offered a smile. "Do you... have a place nearby you can change? So we can talk over coffee?"

He mulled it over for a moment before hitting a button on his suit, causing it to reorganize and contract to the size of a lunchbox, taking it and the busted helmet, flushing once more as their fingers brushed, and stashed both in a corner on the rooftop. The villain turned, dusting off the purple lasercat sweatshirt, and looked up at the hero expectantly.

"R-Ready" he offered after a moment, the hero just shook his head, muttering "diner boy" before scooping him up, much to his surpise.

"Hey wait woahwoahwoah I don't do flying!" The hero gave him a quizzical look.

"You have a high tech hoverboard"

"Yeah! That I use with my suit! That has altered gravity so I dont get motion sick!"

The hero snickers, not trying very hard not to, and set him back down, walking toward the fire escape instead.

"Cmon then Mr. Delicate Stomach." He turns and smiles as he holds the rail. "Please, come explain that to me over your four sugars two cream coffee."

The villain cant help but keep up with the banter that has always felt so natural between them. "Says the one who practically drinks gasoline! Diner coffe is bad enough as is, but heaven forbid you add a little sugar in your life!"

The hero laughs, and the villains heart feels light as they follow him down, chatting like old friends as they meet in their diner, once again.

A villain nurses their loss in a quiet diner when an equally tired person enters, and orders a coffee in a very familiar voice.

[tam--lin]

In light of increasing anti-trans and anti-abortion laws in the United States, I am once again humbly requesting you inform yourself about jury nullification, your ability as a juror to vote against convicting people being prosecuted under unjust laws. Nullification was instrumental in legalizing abortion in Canada - it informed jurors can use it to help protect healthcare workers and protesters in the US, too.

[arkangelo-7]

The dichotomy of Batman and Robin is so fucking funny because on one hand you have a brooding, dramatic millennial with a rigid moral compass and a sense of extensional dread, and on the other you have an emotional support child that is somehow the literal embodiment of both sunshine and straight-up murder.

[linkedin-offficial]

me when i get the opportunity to think about speculative biology and non-existent game mechanics in media i like

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[clownoverrat]

"please learn about my disorder so you understand why I react the way I do" and "my disorder is not an excuse to be an asshole" should co-exist and people should understand the difference

[keferon]

The tac net crash chapter is one of my favorites so far~

Ah and. Guess what. I just discovered that including this post, I made 50 pieces of fanart for Mistakes on mistakes until.. I’m so sane and normal about this story can you tell👍

[puppetmaster13u]

Prompt 283

Now Jason would like it known that there was no mpreg situation going on. He isn’t even sure where people got that idea in the first place. Sure, he had taken a few Cores from the goons-in-white who had dared to set up in his turf. 

And sure maybe the excess energy from the pit (no wonder he’d been so irritable) was what said baby halfas (Okay, so they’re half human? Alright) had used to reform. And maybe the oldest is visibly less than a year old. 

But there Was No Mpreg Situation! He is this close to shooting someone! It was annoying (and slightly amusing) when it was just his goons, but now the Bats have seemingly got it in their heads! Dear Gotham it’s a good thing he’s not planning on like, ever revealing who he is because he would never be able to live this rumor down. 

[Winged Ghosts Au too, that seems to be getting lost in reblogs when it's just in the tags lol]

[reality-detective]

To see this... It is just so dang beautiful... Humanity is coming together 🤔

[thedisablednaturalist]

You will not be able to fully understand or relate to people with differing disabilities. Being disabled yourself does not give you immunity to having biases, ableist ideas, or misunderstandings about people with different disabilities. We all have unique struggles and things that help/hurt us, and it's both beautiful and frustrating. It's what makes our community strong but it also can lead to infighting and miscommunication. Be aware of other disabilities, listen to people outside your specific condition. Don't talk over others and if you do apologize and learn from it. Don't assume because YOU haven't encountered something that it means anyone talking about it is lying or exaggerating. We can still have each other's backs without having the same experiences. We can do this. Take my hand.

[kingkatsuki]

Imagine Dynamight going to a school to be interviewed by the little children there, sitting down in one of the chairs in their classroom that is far too small for his hulking form but he sits down in it without complaint as the kids sit down in front of him with crossed legs.

And he loves it, because they have no filter— just like him, and they end up asking him the most blunt questions without hesitation. And some of the questions he’d never usually answer if they were coming from broadcasters or reporters, but he can’t lie to these kids so he keeps responding openly and honestly.

Even when one of the little girls asks “Mister Dynamight, do you have a girlfriend?”

It’s a rumour that’s been circulating for months as the media try to work out who the mysterious woman is in his life (if there even is one!) and it’s confirmed immediately when Bakugou answers with a, “Yeah, I do.”

And as his PR manager is having a meltdown in the corner, Bakugou’s grin is wide when the little boys in the room sound out a simultaneous chorus of “ewwwwwww”

[8-xnny]

People:”Ew sharks are so ugly and mean and terrifying,their literally the most dangerous thing in the world”

Sharks:

[halavibe]

choi san and jung wooyoung (ft. kim hongjoong) in wanteez ep. 24

[varilien]

you know me, in the way that matters most.

[sincerlyus]

Nerd talk!! :P

Based on this:

I really like the idea of Dipper asking a billion questions about their adventures, and one day they just they talk and talk about their time together in college and GF. He'll get to know how dumb and silly they were.

[knifearo]

ultimately when it comes to shipping and fandom space treatment of aspec characters i just don't accept "aro/ace people can still date/have sex" as an answer from nonaspecs. like yeah. mhm. okay. now i think we both know that you're not saying that out of real interest in the diversity of aspec experiences. so you can turn in your seventeen-page essay on why and how you plan to examine this character's aspec identity within the context of a romantic or sexual relationship complete with evidence from canon and peer reviews from multiple aspec people within the next week or i'm putting you in the pit from the edgar allen poe story