Dirtbagattack - Evil Maya

my brother wrote this. if you think what i write is strange please refer to this.

Bruno Encanto gets drafted in Vietnam

Okay okay

So let me set the scene

It’s the mid 60s and the encanto family is in encanto house

Grandma: Bruno…

Bruno: Yes ma

Grandma: I need to tell you something

Bruno: Shoot

Grandma: u got drafted in nam

Bruno: Zoinks

Grandma: my Bruno WhY *cries softly*

Bruno: It’ll be okay ma

Grandma: ok Gn

Next Morning

Bruno: Family I have something to tell you

Strong one: what is it

Bruno im drafted to viesnam

Ten years later Bruno died in war

All family in unison:

This is the true reason we don’t talk about Bruno

hello to all the people who requested things my life is really hectic rn but i will try to get them done by the end of the week

Not the censoring of Minetas name 💀

Blud HATES Mineta

well i mean he doesn’t have any redeeming qualities 🤷‍♀️

bakusquad studying hcs bc i have an exam tomorrow and i don’t want to study (+sero and jiro bc i love them)

Mina cannot focus unless someone else is actively working on the assignment with her or they’re having a conversation about the topic but everyone else in the group knows this except her so they’re constantly trying to keep her on task

Sero doesn’t study. he finds it boring. He calls doing his missing assignments he was too lazy to do earlier studying and acts like he’s a scholar whenever he motivates himself to do a single question.

most of the studying is just sero and denki walking to the vending machine and coming back with empty wrappers because they ate all the snacks on the way back to the rest of them so they go to the vending machine again and the cycle repeats itself

Bakugo is so competitive about grades that if he gets less than 100% he will study like crazy and make it the rest of the group’s problem

Kirishima spends a majority of the time telling everyone else to lock in and saying that he himself is locking in while actually getting little to no work done himself

Whenever Mina gets a bad grade on a test she didn’t study for she tells everyone she’s “about to crash out” but just sits there and complains about how aizawa is biased

Jiro threatens to drop out and become a villain whenever they have a difficult subject to work on

Kirishima has color coded notes with little tabs and his handwriting is insanely neat

Denki’s handwriting (when he remembers to take notes that is) is barely legible

Bakugo keeps all his notes for all his classes on an insanely long google doc

Jiro’s notes are covered in doodles of stars and spirals

Sero cannot spell for the life of him so nobody ever asks to borrow his notes because he’ll find a way to misspell the word “and”

They fight over studying music constantly

When Bakugo picks it it’s all Nu metal

Mina picks upbeat pop

Sero plays acid rock

Kirishima picks the random youtube piano covers of 2010s pop songs

Denki plays the jeopardy theme song on loop and claims it helps him think better

Jiro plays classical music because it makes her feel more academic

when they have to read a book for class the only one that actually reads it is Kirishima

all i can think of rn lol

Daily Neuro-Divergent Character #47

Tsuyu Asui!

Aka Froppy!

From My Hero Academia / Boku No Hero Academia!

Asui has Autism in our hearts! (Head Canon)

Welcome To WormTown!

Hello everyone! My names Marvin, the mayor of this little town! Im here to welcome you! So welcome friends!

Welcome To WormTown is an upcoming indie visual novel game about the completely normal happenings of a town filled with worms! Absolutely nothing can and will go wrong!

Please note that this is my first game im working on, so dont expect too much!

With that out of the way! Welcome! I hope you enjoy your stay! As itll last for a while! Feel free to join along on this development adventure! We'll be sure to post all about our progress! Follow to get the latest news! Along with fun tidbits and information! Feel free to ask us worms anything too!

Us worms welcome you!!!

this made me giggle especially the hawks and aizawa ones

MHA Characters Getting "The Talk"

Warning: awkwardness ahead. This is pure stupid crack.

Inspired by a JJK version of this on tiktok by @ matt_the_curtin

How do the guys react to recieving 'the talk'

Featuring: Izuku Midoriya, Toshinori Yagi (All Might), Katsuki Bakugo, Best Jeanist, Fumikage Tokoyami, Keigo Takami (Hawks), Tamaki Amajiki, Fatgum, Tomura Shigaraki, Toya Todoroki (Dabi), Hitoshi Shinso, Shota Aizawa (Eraserhead), Shoto Todoroki, Enji Todoroki (Endeavor)

Izuku Midoriya – Getting "The Talk" from Toshinori Yagi (All Might)

Toshinori Yagi sat across from Izuku Midoriya, looking extremely uncomfortable as he clasped his hands together. Sweat dripped down his face as he tried to find the right words.

"Y-Young Midoriya," he coughed. "I… uh… I feel that, as your mentor, it's my duty to, er, educate you on… certain aspects of life."

Izuku blinked. "Oh! Like hero strategy? The importance of recovery time after a big battle?"

"No." Toshinori's face paled. "I-I mean… relationships. Love. And… physical intimacy."

Izuku turned bright red. "OH GOD."

"YES, EXACTLY!" Toshinori shouted, dramatically pointing at him. "GOD HELP US BOTH!"

There was an awkward silence.

Toshinori cleared his throat. "Ahem. So. When two people care for each other very much—"

"PLEASE STOP."

Toshinori held up a shaky finger. "No, no, listen, Young Midoriya. I must do this! It is my responsibility!" He inhaled deeply. "It is much like a United States of Smash—except instead of destroying an enemy, you are—"

"OH MY GOD, PLEASE NO!" Izuku covered his ears, mortified. "DON’T RUIN SMASH ATTACKS FOR ME, SENSEI!"

Toshinori’s gaunt cheeks turned red. "S-sorry."

They sat in silence for a moment.

"...Do you have any questions?" Toshinori finally asked.

Izuku stood up. "I HAVE TO GO STUDY FOR A TEST!"

"But there’s no test!"

"THERE IS NOW!"

And with that, Midoriya ran.

Outcome: All Might is traumatized. Izuku never looks at him the same way again.

Katsuki Bakugo – Getting "The Talk" from Best Jeanist

Best Jeanist sat elegantly in his chair, hands clasped, posture impeccable. Across from him, Katsuki Bakugo slumped aggressively, arms crossed, looking seconds away from combusting.

"Katsuki," Best Jeanist said, his voice smooth. "It is my duty as your mentor to educate you on a matter most delicate."

Bakugo scowled. "If this is about ‘being a proper gentleman,’ I’m out."

Jeanist exhaled through his nose. "No, my unruly pupil. This is about intimacy."

Bakugo's eye twitched.

Jeanist continued. "Love is a fabric that must be woven carefully. Each strand—trust, respect, communication—is vital. And much like a fine pair of denim—"

"NO." Bakugo stood up. "NO DENIM ANALOGIES, YOU WEIRD STRING BEAN!"

Jeanist ignored him. "A strong foundation is crucial, lest one suffer a wardrobe malfunction, if you understand my meaning."

Bakugo’s hands literally sparked.

Jeanist smiled, unfazed. "And of course, protection is important. Just as one would not step into battle without proper armor, one must also ensure—"

"STOP TALKING!" Bakugo turned completely red. "I’M OUT! I’M DONE! I’M NOT LISTENING TO A GUY IN A DENIM TURTLENECK TALK ABOUT CONDOMS!"

And with that, he exploded through the nearest window.

Outcome: Best Jeanist remains unbothered. Bakugo needs therapy.

Fumikage Tokoyami – Getting "The Talk" from Hawks

Hawks leaned back in his chair, casually tossing popcorn into his mouth. "Alright, kid. So. Birds and bees talk. Let’s go."

Fumikage Tokoyami stared at him. "...I already know about birds."

Hawks grinned. "Not like this, you don’t."

Tokoyami sighed. "This is unnecessary. My path is one of solitude and darkness. I have no need for such knowledge."

Hawks waggled his eyebrows. "Yeah? Well, when your Dark Shadow isn’t the only thing rising at night, you might wanna reconsider."

Tokoyami froze.

Dark Shadow: "BRO, WHAT THE HELL?!"

"HAWKS." Tokoyami gripped the edge of the table, visibly trembling. "DO NOT SPEAK OF SUCH MATTERS!"

Hawks chuckled. "Relax, Bird Boy. I got your back." He tossed a condom at him. "Use that if you ever wanna fly south for the winter, yeah?"

Tokoyami practically flew out of the room.

Outcome: Tokoyami becomes celibate. Dark Shadow is scarred for life.

Tamaki Amajiki – Getting "The Talk" from Fatgum

Fatgum grinned as he placed a giant plate of takoyaki in front of Tamaki.

"Alright, bud! Let’s talk about the big stuff!"

Tamaki, already nervous, started sweating. "B-big… s-stuff?"

"Yup!" Fatgum nodded. "The ol' horizontal tango! The whoopee cushion shuffle! The bibbity boppity boink!"

Tamaki looked like he wanted to disintegrate.

Fatgum laughed. "Aww, c’mon, kiddo! Ain’t nothing to be scared of! Everybody’s gotta learn how to get down to business eventually!"

Tamaki: "I don’t."

Fatgum patted his shoulder. "Ah, it ain’t so bad! You just gotta be confident, communicate with your partner, and—"

Tamaki teleported out of his chair.

Outcome: Fatgum laughs it off. Tamaki moves to another city.

Tomura Shigaraki – Getting "The Talk" from Dabi

Dabi leaned against the wall, arms crossed, smirking.

"So, you and relationships. That’s a funny thought."

Shigaraki scowled. "Tch. Whatever. I don’t care."

Dabi chuckled. "Alright, well, let’s say you do care. You meet someone, they actually like you—miracle, by the way—so what then?"

Shigaraki crossed his arms. "Then I’d… tell them they’re mine?"

Dabi sighed. "Alright, well, if you don’t wanna accidentally dust your date mid-kiss, you should probably learn some control, champ."

Shigaraki looked away. "...Tch. Whatever. I have control."

"Yeah? What about when your emotions get wild?" Dabi grinned. "Or if they kiss your neck?"

Shigaraki turned bright red. "SHUT UP."

Outcome: Shigaraki refuses to speak to Dabi for a week.

Hitoshi Shinso – Getting "The Talk" from Aizawa

Aizawa sighed, rubbing his temples. "Okay, Shinso. We need to talk."

Shinso sipped his coffee. "About what?"

Aizawa: "...Sex."

Shinso immediately choked.

Aizawa sighed again. "Look, it’s nothing complicated. Just be respectful, communicate, use protection, and for the love of god, don’t use your Quirk in bed."

Shinso: "WHY WOULD I—WHAT—NO! WHY WOULD YOU EVEN THINK THAT?!"

Aizawa shrugged. "I don’t know. Gotta cover all the bases."

Shinso buried his face in his hands. "I hate it here."

Outcome: Aizawa doesn’t care. Shinso wants to disappear.

Shoto Todoroki – Getting "The Talk" from Endeavor

Endeavor sat across from Shoto, arms crossed, his face burning slightly brighter than usual.

"Shoto. We need to talk."

Shoto blinked. "About?"

"...Procreation."

Shoto immediately stood up. "I’m leaving."

Endeavor grabbed his wrist. "SIT."

Outcome: Shoto literally escapes through a window.

i have that shirt too kurt

LOVERS ROCK.

ft. h. shinsou x reader

˖⁺‧₊˚ tags/warnings: fluff !! , reader has tattoos and piercings, eri and shinsou are aizawa's adopted kids, established relationship

note: my submission for @https-bakugo's event, congrats on 250 followers !! I got a little carried away with the "drabble" hehe

Shinsou wasn’t used to softness, to someone looking at him like he was worth holding onto. But then you came along and ruined that for him. Years later, he was still getting used to it.

Which was why, when you leaned down to kiss him, your lip ring cool against his lips, he still turned pink in the cheeks about it.

“God, you’re so in love with me,” you teased, voice low and amused.

Shinsou scoffed, trying (and failing) to will the heat from his face. “Yeah, well, you’re not exactly subtle either.” His eyes flickered to where your fingers were absentmindedly tracing the veins on his forearm.

You hummed, unbothered. “Never planned to be.”

That was another thing about you, your confidence. It wrecked him. He had spent so long second-guessing himself, wondering if people wanted him around. And then you appeared, all pretty smiles, inked skin, and that ridiculous ability to know exactly what he needed.

He thought back to the early days, when your relationship was still new and awkward in that stupidly endearing way. Two friends navigating the space between them, learning each other’s rhythms, unsure of what was too much or what wasn’t enough. He remembered the first time he kissed you, the way his lips caught on the cool metal of your lip ring, the shiver it sent down his spine, how his hands instinctively gripped your waist. He’d never kissed anyone with a piercing before.

Then there were your tattoos. He didn’t know why they fascinated him so much. Maybe it was the way the ink settled into your skin, or maybe it was because he had spent so much of his life feeling invisible, yet here you were; bold, defined, and seen.

Tracing over them had become a habit. He couldn't keep his hands to himself for long and would find himself dragging his fingers along the intricate designs. He liked the contrast; his rough calloused hands against the smooth ink of your skin. Sometimes, he’d imagine adding to them, his own marks on you, in places only he could see.

Shaking his head at the thought, he swallowed hard. He avoided your gaze as his fingers trailed along the ink on your arm, watching the way your body instinctively leaned into his touch. “Still think you made a mistake?” he mumbled, only half-teasing, self deprecation slipping easily off his tongue.

You huffed, rolling your eyes. “If I wanted out, don’t you think I’d be gone by now?”

That shut him up. Logic told him you weren’t going anywhere; it was in the matching marks on your necks, his faded band shirt slipping off your shoulder, the cosigned cat purring in his lap. But logic didn’t quiet the part of him that still felt like a kid, like the outcast who was too much trouble to be around.

Sighing, you tilted his chin up, forcing his eyes to meet yours. “I love you.” A kiss, pressed slow and deliberate to the corner of his mouth. “And I’m yours.” Another kiss, this time catching his bottom lip, lip ring clicking against his teeth. “So stop worrying about things that’ll never happen.”

He hummed, leaning into you, letting himself be wrapped in your warmth. Burying his face in your neck, he huffed a laugh as your fingertip traced over his chest, crossing his heart.

“Besides,” you murmured, amusement lacing your tone. “You’re hopelessly in love with me.”

He flicked your side, making you yelp. “Yeah, yeah.”

A few weeks later, while babysitting Eri, a thought hit him like a freight train.

You sat cross-legged on the couch, Eri perched in your lap, tiny fingers grasping colored markers as she carefully filled in the lines of a tattoo on your forearm.

Shinsou, half-dozing on the other end of the couch, cracked an eye open at the sound of your laugh. “Looks great, kiddo,” you said, smiling as Eri beamed up at you.

His heart clenched.

The domesticity of it, the way you cradled Eri so easily, the way she trusted you, the way you just fit into his world, it hit him all at once. And then his mind betrayed him, spiraling into thoughts of a future with you.

Later that night, you were curled up beside him, sprawled across his bed, your legs draped over his lap. You looked sleep-soft and warm. His fingers toyed with the charms on your anklet, his initials among them, a gift he’d given you. It made his throat tighten.

He felt stupid. You hadn’t even said anything, and here he was, acting like some lovesick idiot, giddy over the thought of having his mark on you, as if the ones that littered your neck weren’t enough.

You glanced at him, noticing his silence. “Toshi,” you murmured, linking your pinky with his. “You okay?”

Shinsou swallowed hard, nodding. “Yeah.”

You raised an eyebrow.

He exhaled. “Just… thinking.”

You squeezed his finger. “Good thoughts?”

The corners of his lips twitched. “Something like that.”

You studied him for a second longer before deciding to let it go, tugging him closer until his head rested against your shoulder.

And just like that, the weight in his chest lifted.

He really, really hoped this was forever and judging by the sound of your quickened heartbeat, he hopes you do too.

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rocker sero hcs

bro plays guitar

specifically rhythm guitar

is always high at band practice and claims it helps him play better

constantly losing picks everywhere

the trail to everywhere he walks is like in hansel and gretel except instead of crumbs it’s guitar picks

has a black and yellow electric guitar

will stop playing to start dancing if the song is extra good

give me requests for others if yall are liking this rocker thing

ps: there’s this guy im in a show with who is literally sero and i love him and his gf so much they’re literally like my mother and father