TW: smoking, weed, suggestive?
Imagining getting absolutely out of your mind crossed on a rooftop with Dabi.
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He’s leaning against a corner of brick, smoke billowing from his nose when he laughs at a joke you made, the scarred skin underneath his eyes pulling tight as his eyes crinkle with laughter, hands clutching his side.
It wasn’t even particularly funny, but between the booze and the weed, his guard was lower than usual.
You enjoyed your rooftop adventures with the man for that very reason. It gave you glimpses of what he was like before he built all those walls, before his only dream was destroying his father.
You would’ve liked the old Touya, you think.
You take the moment to just look at him fondly while his attention is elsewhere, your own softer laughter bubbling up at the sight of his happiness.
He draws his legs up as he leans back, wiping his eyes with his thumb as if he’d been on the verge of tears, eyes settling on you warmly. He settles his elbow on one of his knees as he tilts his head to rest on his fist, studying you intensely as you take another long sip from the bottle of whiskey between the two of you, and he stifles a chuckle when you grimace at the taste.
His mouth quirks up in a gentle smile as he holds out the smoldering joint in offering after a moment, still held too close to his body for you to reach from where you sit.
You heave yourself forward onto your knees, body stretching to reach for the joint. The moment your fingers brush against his, he’s pulling back with a grin, holding it just out of your reach.
You frown at him as he presses the weed to his lips and inhales deeply, exhaling smoke away from you as you settle between his legs, arms crossed.
He takes in your pout and chuckles, leaning forward so that his face is inches from yours, his hand reaching to brush a strand of hair away from your face. His thumb is soft when it traces over the skin on your cheek, following a path to your bottom lip and you can’t help the way your pulse jumps.
He watches intently as he tugs it down slightly, wishing he could sink his teeth into it when it snaps back into place.
“Open,” he murmurs, pressing his thumb past your lips to press down on your tongue, your mouth widening immediately.
His eyes are hooded, from the weed or from the way you’re so obedient, so pliant for him, you’re not sure. He uses his other hand to inhale for a long moment before he leans forward and blows the smoke directly into your mouth, watching your eyelashes flutter and tongue pulse under his finger before he’s releasing you.
He slides a hand behind your neck as he chases the smoke with his lips, unable to help himself and slotting his mouth over yours easily as you lean into him. He half heartedly stamps out the joint to free his other hand, both coming to cup your face as he pulls you in closer.
You’re the first to pull away, when he guides your hands under his white shirt and the familiar feeling of his skin and staples beneath your palms snaps you out of your stupor. You’ve done this all before and you know that just like before, it’s going to end badly for you.
“Dabi,” you warn softly, his breath fanning out over your bottom lip as his forehead presses against yours.
“Touya,” he corrects, voice low. “For you, it’s Touya.”
You know you shouldn’t let him draw you back so easily, but when he leans in again, you don’t stop him.
bnha being based in 2034 is both the best and worse thing
the worst being the fact that ALL THE THIRTY YEAR OLD HEROES ARE MY AGE CURRENTLY?????
THEY ARE A L L G E N Z
mic had a tiktok. he was probably tiktok famous
they probably have to refrain from saying stuff like yeet and bet and a slap bc the kids think it’s cringey
also death jokes
dang it they probably never grew out of the tiktok dances
miss joke and mic see each other and immediately start doing like fortnite dances in greeting
aizawa knows at least one
freakin heck mic still sings and listens to that backyardagains little einsteins remix
oh gob 1A are all gen alpha. they are all BABIES
oh crap the villains are also about my age
dabi’s like: hit or miss, guess they never miss huh? *burns someone alive*
twice, behind him doing fornite dances: gotta girlfriend bet she doesn’t kiss ya
terrible. rancid, all of this
excEPT FOR THE FACT THAT ALL MIGHT AND ENDEAVOR ARE MILLENNIALS
F R E A K I N G M I L L E N N I A L S
WHERE IS MY NINETIES/2000′S ALL MIGHT COSTUME WHERE IS MY MID 2000′S ENDEAVOR COSTUME
ALL MIGHT PROBABLY WATCHED SAILOR MOON AND HAD TAMAGOTCHIS JFBGBFKHGJ
WHERE IS HIS PASTEL SAILOR MOON INSPIRED 90′S HERO SUIT
oh my gob mic calls endeavor a boomer and he takes full offence and it’s hilarious
oh frick hawks is like eleven he’s one of those weird not quite gen z fortnite kids with questionable to no taste
i have to go sit down
things a writer hears;
"you like writing? oh, you must be so smart!"
you have no idea what you are talking about, irene. today, I found out the difference between "orchid" and "orchard". do not attempt to assume i have any intellectual prowess. i am a god at faking it. tell me how it feels to wear the chains of loyalty to a pyre built upon deceit.
Break the Cycle: From Darkness to Light
Hatred breeds hatred. But hope can change everything.
The Power of Stories
Throughout history, stories have shaped our world. Hagiographies, tales of saints and their virtues, have inspired countless individuals to pursue lives of goodness. These stories show us that cycles of hatred, anger, and violence can be broken. They remind us that compassion and cooperation are not just ideals but achievable realities.
Evidence of Change
Research shows that positive actions lead to positive outcomes. Studies in psychology reveal that kindness and empathy can reduce stress and improve mental health. Communities that embrace cooperation over conflict see lower crime rates and higher levels of happiness. The evidence is clear: cycles of hope and joy are not just possible; they are powerful.
Addressing the Critics
Some argue that cynicism is realistic. They say that the world is too harsh for hope to thrive. But history tells a different story. Movements for civil rights, environmental protection, and social justice have all started with a spark of hope. They began with individuals who believed in the power of change. Cynicism may be loud, but hope is stronger.
Take Action Today
You can be part of this change. Start small. Smile at a stranger. Volunteer in your community. Listen to someone with a different perspective. These actions may seem minor, but they create ripples of positivity. Encourage others to join you. Together, we can build a cycle of compassion and cooperation.
Conclusion: A Brighter Future
Breaking toxic cycles is not just a dream; it is a necessity. By choosing hope, joy, and compassion, we can transform our world. Let the stories of the past guide us, and let our actions today pave the way for a brighter tomorrow. The power to change is in our hands. Let’s use it wisely.
You are stuck in a loop, you know? You will probably read this and say "oh, yeah, you're right" and keep scrolling. You've been in this damn loop for months,
Wake up.
Damn your reality.
Spend your day on tumblr.
Get motivated for 5 minutes.
Go back to being depressed.
When the night comes back, sleep instead of the void state
Wake up again.
YOU NEED TO FINISH THIS. FINISH IT. STOP SCROLLING. TONIGHT YOU WILL SWITCH INTO THE REALITY YOU WANT.
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using their full name?! | bakugou katsuki, sero hanta, iida tenya, kirishima eijirou, kaminari denki, todoroki shoto.
i’m sorry but i simply must gush about how good of a partner bakugou would be to someone with adhd, okay?
okay. here’s a lil drabble.
Most nights, you have dinner at Katsuki’s. His place is nicer and his kitchen’s always fully stocked, unlike yours. But tonight unexpectedly finds him in your little apartment instead. You know better than to try helping with anything. It’s not that you’re a bad cook—you get along just fine—but your kitchen is barely big enough for one body, and you know that bumping elbows with Katsuki while he works will drive him nuts. It’s better for both of you if you let him do his thing, so you take your time showering and applying your skincare before joining him in the kitchen.
As soon as he hears your footsteps, he whips around, brandishing a bag of shriveling carrots like a weapon, “The hell’s this?!”
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same man y'all
ALR so i know this isn’t all fancy like my other posts but I had a thought and immediately needed to jot it down and tell y’all.
,deku and Kirishima LOVE ppl that have a hippie lifestyle.
Lemme elaborate
Something about the freedom, the joy, the nature, the peace, draws them in
Izuku loves that they are always up for an adventure, that they do everything to make the world a more joyful place, he sees it as another way of what heroes do. Also that if there are certain parts of the lifestyle that u enjoy, or he’s curious about, he’ll note everything down and talk to u about it, and I think he implements some of the style into his everyday wear, like bracelets, necklaces, tye dye, hell maybe even bandanas. Just the simple stuff.
Kiri loves the nature, the hikes, the forests, also if he has a partner that li,es crystals- instant marriage. Like right away. Calling bakugou to be his best man. Bcos (headcannon time!) my guy has always liked collecting rocks, and knowing that theirs ones that are pretty, shiny, colourful AND help u? Yes take him to ur local metaphysical store for a date.
ALSO. zuku LOVES plant ppl. Walking into ur dorm and seeing a new type of plant, sprinting to grab his notebook and writing down everything about it.
And eiji loves the kind of trippy vibe some hippies have in their rooms, the tapestries, lights, paintings, all of it. He loves colour. So that’s right up his alley.
So in conclusion, they are to adventurous, curious, adorable sweethearts who fall for the ppl at their local cafe that have 60s band shirts, crystal necklaces and smell like incense. They are sweethearts.