I have decided to do a Shigaraki is stressed fic next. I just feel like that’s something he would be. Will come out later today.
I just had dinner with my family. This is the aftermath: 3 broken plates, 6 ruined deserts, 1 broken chair, and 4 baths to run. (We had the biggest food fight of the century)
but he looks so cuteeee
*Everyone nods their heads in agreement*
cringemaster
-hello, this is after hawks and Dabi fight in season six. This is my AU. Haven’t seen it, YOU SHOULD! please follow, means a lot!-
Hawks coughed harshly. He woke up in a… hospital? But he remembered being knocked out in the Fight! The fight! Is Tokoyami ok? He must be if he was in the hospital and not out cold on the field. Or worse, dead. Would he have died if not for Tokoyami?? He was such a failure of a hero. Fire as a weakness? He was pathetic.
hawks spent the rest of the day contemplating whether fire is an ok weakness or no. Was he a failure or no. He was thinking until- Tokoyami came in and convinced him it wasn’t his fault and he did a great thing for society.
-Hey! Sorry it’s short, and it’s ridiculously bad angst, I don’t know how to do that properly. Please follow, I do stuff like this a lot. Thanks!-
Sorry, I have to post my work somewhere! This one’s a short story about a humorous boy named David:
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David was a regular guy with an extraordinary sense of humor. Everywhere he went, laughter followed. It seemed that David had a knack for finding humor in the most mundane of situations. His infectious laughter, coupled with his witty remarks, made him the life of every party. One sunny afternoon, David decided to embark on a road trip to visit his old college buddies. As he drove down the highway, he couldn't help but chuckle at the sight of a billboard promoting a dentist's office with a giant tooth holding a toothbrush. "That's one way to get people to brush their teeth," David mused to himself. Arriving at his friends' house, he was greeted with hugs and a round of applause. They couldn't wait for David to entertain them with his hilarious anecdotes. With a twinkle in his eye, David launched into a story about his recent grocery store visit. He recounted how he had mistaken a cucumber for a zucchini and proceeded to have a full-blown conversation with it, giving it advice on how to survive the harsh supermarket environment. The image of David talking animatedly to a vegetable had his friends in stitches, tears rolling down their cheeks. The evening continued with one riotous event after another. From impersonating famous comedians to cracking witty one-liners, David had everyone roaring with laughter. But it wasn't just his quick wit that made people laugh. It was his ability to find humor in the smallest things. One night, while having a bonfire in the backyard, David noticed a group of fireflies flickering in the distance. He couldn't resist the opportunity for a practical joke. Sneaking away from the group, he collected some glow sticks from the house and carefully attached them to his body, imitating the fireflies. Returning to the gathering, David pretended to be a firefly caught in a trance, bobbing and weaving around the guests. His friends burst into fits of laughter as they tried to catch the elusive firefly, completely unaware it was their witty friend playing tricks on them. David's humor wasn't limited to just his social life. He found joy in bringing laughter to strangers as well. He volunteered at a local hospital, where he enthusiastically entertained the patients and staff with his jokes and funny stories. Even in the face of illness, David managed to bring smiles to their faces. One particular moment brought laughter to an entire ward. David had crafted a makeshift puppet out of rubber gloves and a mop, giving voice to the goofy character. He weaved a tale of the puppet's misadventures, his comical voice filling the room with infectious laughter. Word of David's humor started spreading, and soon he was invited to perform at comedy clubs and charity events. His unique ability to find humor in the ordinary made him a hit with audiences, and his popularity soared. However, David never let his success change him. He remained humble, spreading laughter wherever he went. His old college buddies fondly remembered the road trip that sparked David's rise as the funny guy. To them, he was still the same down-to-earth guy who talked to cucumbers and mimicked fireflies. David's extraordinary ability to make people laugh became his legacy. His name became synonymous with joy and laughter. Whether it was his hilarious stories, impromptu puppet shows, or just a witty remark, David's humor brightened the lives of everyone he encountered. And so, the funny story of David became a legend, passed down from one generation to another, reminding us all of the incredible power of laughter.
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I’m so confused-
Oka, I plan on following everyone on tumblr
literally everyone
Please reblog so I can make this happen
Hey everyone, I just found the cutest channel, (definitely not run by someone I know) so go follow, like, heck, I think they’d appreciate a comment at this point. She’s got no views for so long, so go help her, my ducklings!
channel name: MasterTimesTwo
thanks ducklings!
“In the end, you’re just a tool for violence, made to keep us down, and violence only breeds violence.” -Shigaraki
Shigaraki is right. Don’t be afraid to show yourself. Don’t be pushed down. Preferably don’t be violent either, it’s not good. Please follow!
This is the only way to find out.. Go! Reblog! Like! (You don’t have to follow but I would appreciate it!) FLY, MY DUCKLINGS, FLY!!
I do. Here’s mío username: I_Have_So_Many_Fandoms
go. Kudos plz
Shinyyy ✨
read the entire thing is actually so cute… I LOVE dabihawks/hotwings and now no one can talk me out of it
constantly thinking about how birds see color more vividly than humans do, and not only do they see color more vividly, they see colors that humans can’t due to having extra color cones in their retina.
so when keigo looks at dabi, he can’t imagine how anyone wouldn’t find him beautiful. not only is he covered in shiny jewelry (which in and of itself is enough to captivate his instincts) but his whole body is a mesmerizing mosaic of alluring colors and shades and sometimes when he looks at him, it’s hard for him to ever look away.
and then you have dabi. dabi who has spent the past decade being sneered at and scorned for his scars. based off the ridicule he’s heard a million times now for his appearance, he’s unable to take keigo seriously when he confesses how absolutely stunning dabi looks to him. his first instinct is to assume he’s just buttering him up to gain trust or making a joke of his scars. dabi scoffs and dismisses his feelings because he doesn’t believe that the hero is serious — because how could he be? outside the league, everyone who had taken a single glance at him labelled him a monster, a walking nightmare. no, the hero was just playing him. that had to be all.
until one day, the league is gathered in the PLF mansion’s common room. the rest of the league members are scattered about, playing video games, watching the movie playing on the tv, so on. dabi is seated on the sofa right in front of the window, absently watching the screen as the movie plays. the soft orange-golden glow of the setting sun flutters in through the window, shining onto the villain just right. his piercings and staples glint irresistibly and the colors, the dazzling array of colors dancing across his body set keigo’s instincts into overdrive.
it’s only when dabi’s voice begins to snap him back to reality (“birdie? birdie, what the hell?”) that keigo realizes that he’s been staring straight at dabi for a full ten minutes, pupils as wide as they can go, completely hypnotized by the pure art that dabi is.
dabi himself just cannot believe that a person exists who could look at him for hours when almost everyone else he’s ever encountered over the past ten years couldn’t stand to for even a moment.