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wtf are y’all talking about? look at these shitheads :)

ppl love to talk about how zuko radiates warmth like a space heater without ever mentioning the crucial factor which is this: if he controls his body temperature, then he is clearly doing that on purpose, because he knows that it means people will cuddle him. everyone thinks they are taking advantage of his body heat without ever stopping to consider that he is the one on the receiving end of all of this affection. you fools. you stepped right into his diabolical plan to maximize hugs. oh, you dimwits. his scheme worked perfectly and you’re all none the wiser.

There's a post I saw a while ago about where fantasy races get their children. It was like, dwarfs carve their children out of stone, goblins steal their children, elves find random animals and teach them until they reach elven intelligence... And I think that's how children work on the dream smp. You could do it the old fashioned way, or you can teach a fox how to talk until it's at human intelligence, you can cast a baby out of gold and wait for it to start moving on its own or you can terraform a mountain and call it a baby until it walks away, you can find any random mob, object, or land form and just, it's your baby now, it'll start walking and talking soon.

oh my god everybody shut the fuck up and unfollow me, i want to be alone with this person and discuss worldbuilding with them

Here’s a dumb, unedited, very short story that ends really abruptly because my inspiration ran out, that combines two of @hey-hamlet’s AUs: Don’t Praise The All Mighty and All Traitors.

Basically, All Might’s abuse is what convinces 1-A to turn traitor.

Buh. Enjoy, it’s been a hot minute since I’ve written anything for BNHA

A figure in a dark hoodie wandered aimlessly through the streets, searching. They tried to hide their desperation, but the drug dealers and gang members who roamed the alleyways could practically smell it. The figure ignored them, keeping their pace even

“Kids like you should be at home now,” a voice sneered from the shadows, and the person jumped, turning to face the long, lanky figure that stepped into the dimly lit road, moonlight glinting off the staples that held their face together. The hooded figure relaxed, just slightly

“Dabi.”

“You know my name, kid, but I don’t think I know yours... How did you come to learn it, anyway?” Dabi’s fingers started to smoke threateningly— the watching thugs quickly scattered, all too familiar with what was about to happen. But the figure didn’t run. They didn’t even flinch.

“Midoriya told me,” they said, reaching up and pulling off their hood, revealing red and white colored hair, and a scar that had previously been hidden in the shadow of the hood. Dabi froze, eyes wide in shock. But he quickly masked it with a smirk.

“Sho— that is to say, Todoroki Shoto, what a surprise. Shouldn’t you be at home?” Dabi tried to sound cocky, but there was a slight tremble in his voice. Todoroki simply frowned.

“We want to join the league. Me, and the rest of 1-A,” he said bluntly, his fists clenching. Before Dabi could respond though, he continued, looking at the ground with a furrowed brow “All Might keeps... *hurting* Midoriya, and none of us knew until Kamino. And nobody believes us except Aizawa-sensei and Mic-sensei. The league seems to know...” at this, he looked up. “Help us kill All Might, and we’ll do whatever you want.”

parents, please be consistent and communicate clearly, in advance, when it comes to household chores. 

kids should be helping with chores in a shared household (and learning how to be self-sufficient in the future). but! kids also deserve to have their free time respected by not having chores sprung on them unexpectedly. and assigning them chores at random just encourages them to isolate themselves from the family. talk with them in advance about what’s expected–setting & respecting clear boundaries will make you both happier.

Hello my name is Dispenser of Provisions, God is my Oath, Wetlands

Shine on forever Shine on benevolent sun Shine down upon the severed Shine until the two become one Divided, withering away Divided, withering away Shine down upon the many Light our way, benevolent sun

fuck you *uncrunches your cinnamon toast*