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god do you ever shut up
okay yeah i see where you're coming from with the hinata + oikawa hooked up in brazil but you know what else is fun? the idea that they didn't, but everyone thinks they did, and they cannot convince anyone otherwise.
kageyama: pfft. like i need you're opinion. you got one second alone with the great king and became one of his fangirls!
hinata, losing his mind: FOR THE LAST TIME-
iwaizumi: What, none of the brazilian girls were biting?
oikawa: I DID. NOT. HOOK UP. WITH HINATA.
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three days later, Hinata gets a text from yachi that just reads: OIKAWA???!!!?!?!?
they just. cannot convince their friends that this did not happen. it haunts them. all they wanted was to play beach volleyball. they cant even figure out who started this rumour or where it came from
it calms down for a bit until the allstar match when someone makes a joke about their reunion and Ushiwaka casually goes "Oh, because of their sexual history?" and Oikawa goes absolutely rabid.
brazilian chilchuck from this post
I literally don't know what possessed me to make an 11 page comic over these sad old men! bon appetit <3
I attended a Dungeon Meshi themed dinner last weekend and wanted to share what was brought/devoured! Enjoy the comparison of what the dishes looked like irl vs the show
WHY IS HE LOOKING AT IZUKU’S CRYING FACE LIKE THAT IM— 😭😭😭😭😭
Katsuki really said:
last panel in EN: Everyone got distracted.
can I still be a hero?
Kagehina coded
Thee kiddos
there was a moment when the people in the movie theatre and the capitol audience in the stands were laughing at the same things, having the same reactions to the games, to the deaths, to flickermans jokes, to the doctor's announcement...i wonder aren't we watching it for entertainment too
suzanne collins' books may exist in popular culture as "dystopian", but they have always been a meticulous and startlingly close social critique of our world. at what point does our own idolization of the movies and the books repeat that story? we watch just as the capitol audience does.
all dystopia eventually crosses a line from realistic futurism to current relevancy. how long will it take us to realize we've already crossed that line with these books? and the very people who need to realize this are the ones in that audience...real or fake, we're the same: consuming and consuming.
asexual klapollo art i shouldve kept in drafts
More misc kabru doodles he has every disease
gotta be green, gotta be mean, gotta be everything more!
dad issues
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(I think they were all fundamentally affected by what they saw and just collectively decided not to share the upsetting details)
i love you forever and ever girldad chilchuck
🐐
was it casual when your grandpa's promise reminds you of him??
was it casual when you fufilled your life long promise??
was it casual when you could tell he was sick by touching him??
was it casual when you were on the verge of tears because of this
was it casual when you were happy that you lost to him?
WAS THIS PANEL CASUAL????
was it casual when you were waiting for him at the top
was it casual when you told him HE COULD FLY EVEN HIGHER
was it casual when you said you're the greatest with each other
was it casual when you keep remembering your first encounter
kabru, after trying for months to get laios' attention, finally successfully sleeps with the underemployed cashier at his local 24/7 convenience store. they pass out in laios' bed and shes sleeping like a rock bc they hooked up immediately after her twelve hour shift, but kabru wakes in the night. his stomach is growling... he hadnt eaten that day. did he eat yesterday?
he feels terrible about waking laios so he elects to just raid the kitchenette as quietly as possible in the complete darkness. he shuffles around by the dim light of his phone screen until he finds the familiar shape of cup noodles and the electric kettle on the counter.
he opens the lid as the water boils. it smells.... sweet? whatever, its probably fine. he just needs to eat something so he can try and get back to sleep. he waits impatiently as it cooks, and the sweet smell only grows more pronounced--it smells like hot cocoa. was this not cup noodles? was it like, some kind of brownie cup? he hadnt been able to see the label on it very well, so hed just assumed...
he sticks his chop sticks into the cup, and its definitely noodles. does he have covid? is his sense of smell just fucked? if he does, he supposes theres little he can do now until he can get a test in the morning, and he really should eat something either way
he takes his first bite. his nose hadnt lied--the noodles are smores flavored. he has just slept with a woman who buys smores flavored noodles. and now he has to eat them
worst of all ... its really not that bad
Me when I perceive
inspired by this one gif
heheeheehe
Some Mithrun (and Thistle (and Kabru)) 'cause I'm obsessed
i headcanon that gabe and emilie would want to create a sentibaby that's a mix of their own DNA--which, why can't they do that? Dusuu's got to use some sort of genetic material
but what if they wanted to test the possible combinations of their DNA before deciding on their perfect designer baby? what if you're adrien agreste model 1.0? it's a little weird when you come into the world, fully grown, and the first thing you're asked to do is turn around slowly on the spot. there's some lady in a mask and a peacock dress, smiling as you stand there, awaiting judgement. her counterpart, standing behind her, seems uncertain. but you don't think much of that. there's no time to think much of that--not when all of a sudden you're sitting at a desk, with pages of equations written on them. problems you're meant to solve.
somehow, you know you've learned this math somewhere--even if you don't remember when or how. but they keep watching you--scrutinizing every line of your pencil. you finally dare to ask them about it--because it's weird, right? and god, if they could just leave you alone for ten minutes, you could probably finish this easily. but your examiners' lips turn down at your outburst. and you're snapped away before you even manage to look back down at the page
what if you're adrien agreste model 13.6, and everything you do elicits little whoops of joy from the peacock lady? in your several hours of existence, you've spoken five different languages and carried out a slew of endurance, agility, and cognitive tests. and most importantly--although you don't know why your examiners seem to praise you for this--you never talked back once
the peacock lady claps her hands together, and even the man behind her--who you've come to realize isn't nearly as easy to crack--can't seem to stop smiling. and you don't understand why something about that fills you with dread, but it does. it's a sort of all-consuming, impossible to shake dread. but you smile through it anyways
you don't know that once you disappear, a smaller version of you will come forth into the world. or that, years later, you'll feel that same sort of sick feeling in your gut
you're adrien agreste model 13.7, and you don't know there's anything weird about the way you came into this world. you don't realize your mother sometimes misses 6.8's dimples, or that your father often wishes they'd gone with 11.2--who would have had a real head for business
and you never do figure out why something always feels just a little bit wrong
go senshi!
squad 🧡🖤
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Don't talk to me if you think Marcille is straight
Man I wish I had motivation to work on my fanfics but I’m so Olympics-pilled. Sorry I can’t write I need to watch obscure sports every free second
Maybe someday when I got the brain juice for it I’ll write an Olympics AU in which Adrien moved to England to live with his aunt and cousin after his mom’s ‘disappearance’ (idk maybe Felix swipes the amok earlier, Gabriel is still Hawkmoth but Adrien went no-contact. I haven’t figured this out yet) but a few years later he goes to the Paris Olympics as part of the UK fencing team.
Obviously there’s an Akuma during his team’s competition and Adrien needs to be saved by Ladybug and her partner (Alya? Nino? Different random Black Cat wielder?) and SURE HE FALLS HEAD OVER HEELS FOR LADYBUG. But he’s also already started crushing on the girl who works the bakery stand in the Olympic village. You see where I’m going with this right
i just know he’s on that switch 12 hours a day