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me after seeing the shark

“ k i r i p i m a ! ” | 04  ⏤eijiro k.

s u m m a r y : kirishima finally takes you out on a proper date but when the time comes to return home, Ren is determined to keep him around for longer. 

p a i r i n g : pro hero eijiro kirishima x single mum reader

l e n g t h : 2.7k 

g e n r e : fluff ; more KirishimaxY/N moments ; but cute domestic moment with Kiripima and Ren at the end ; Kirishima is good at planning dates ; future date hints ; happy family moment ; you two should just get married now ; Ren approves your cooking (and, secretly, marriage w/ Kiripima)

a / n : wow…this is a really long taglist, i can’t believe this impromptu series is so successful bc it started off as something i wrote at 1am with no thoughts, head empty…except for KIRIPIMA, of course! 

also, i’m really sorry for updating later than 21:00 GMT+1 time, my best friend and i had a spontaneous McDonalds and KFC date to see me before university. i could have updated earlier but that meant that i wouldn’t have edited this properly. even though i still think this isn’t edited properly, i hope you like the fluff and the date~ 

t a g l i s t : @girlontumblur ;  @pegdenki ; @kirislut ; @bunny-on-crack ; @pandainfinitely ; @animeboihoe ; @kkburijima ; @stargazerunlimited ; @hawtpacket ; @kirismoon ; @sabitosmcsk ; @s0locrxckwitch ; @tctkd ; @iambashfulperson ; @haiqyu ; @popbubblegumpop ; @booklover240 ; @whyamihere-bro ; @squeamishdionysus ; @cocoa-bitter ; @bluepancakemix ; @lowermoons ; @iloveitblackbhna ; @pastel-devil-06 ; @air-wreckaaa ; @ginreagann17 ; @itsyafandomboyf ; @tsukineho ; @somany-fandoms-solittle-time ; @safa-a07 ; @red-riots-crocs​

unfortunately, I couldn’t tag some of you lovelies, i don’t know what’s wrong with tumblr

Kirishima can still remember the beautifully soft, flustered glow of your cheeks when you gave him your answer that night at the fair. You never looked as pretty as you did in that intimate moment, where the world had disappeared and everything was draped in an enchanting rubescent hue. Your eyes looked all the more dazzling, bigger, and doe-like; your skin was radiant and glowing; your lips were kissable and deliciously plump. His hands itched to bring you into another embrace and kiss you stupid but that would be crossing too many boundaries at once.

“I want to protect you and care for you and love you and see you every day, both of you. That is my wish, will you grant it for me?” the pro hero doesn’t know what had overcome him at that moment to speak so candidly towards you but he’s grateful for finally being able to selfishly admit his feelings. All he needs is your answer. He hopes to high heaven that you can discern the earnest sincerity behind his vow and, maybe, that would be enough to convince you to say yes.

With bated breath, his eyes follow the way your lips move and subtly smile at the end, “Yes, you’d be granting my wish too, actually,” in your embarrassed but stupidly in-love state, you face the floor with your cheeks burning hotly only to connect eyes with Ren, who was still in Kirishima’s lap.

“Mama,” he reaches out for you, calming your racing heart in an instant. Kirishima smiles warmly at the obvious effect Ren has on you, finding the interaction to be incredibly winsome. As he helps Ren settle into your arms, he couldn’t help but lean over and kiss your cheek, only beginning to notice the sudden rise of temperature on your face upon pulling his lips away to whisper in your ear.

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gryffindor | ravenclaw | slytherin

BNHA boys' hands just for fun

— Midoriya Izuku

— Bakugo Katsuki

— Todoroki Shoto

— Kirishima Eijiro

— Denki Kaminari

— Hanta Sero

— Shinsou Hitoshi

— Tamaki Amajiki

(note: if you have any more characters in mind send me an ask pls!! these are the boys i perosnally fancy so <33)

bold of you to assume that i wouldn’t delve into a conversation with you about different slasher boys / bad guys i would want to peg and be pegged by 😤😤😤

FUCK conversation starters, we only use conversation STOPPERS in this house! “Oh hi, how was your day?” “I’d peg Michael Myers.” BOOM! Conversation, dead in a flash!

Today marks the first day of Pride 2020.

It also marks the seventh day of protests held in honor of George Floyd, Breonna Taylor, and Ahmaud Arbery. It’s been 634 days since Botham Jean was murdered by a police officer, 233 days since Atatiana Jefferson was fatally shot by a police officer, 2,123 days since Michael Brown was fatally shot by a police officer, and 2,146 days since Eric Garner was choked to death by a police officer. 

It has been five days since Tony McDade, a Black trans man from Florida, was shot and killed by a police officer.  

At the time of this post, it has been almost 19 hours since David McAtee was shot and killed by the authorities. 

This week has served as a stark reminder that those who have power in this country wield it recklessly and violently against Black people, non-Black POC, and trans people. For some, the power is found in their badge. In others, it’s their skin tone, their socio-economic status, their cisgender privileges, or any other number of privileges one can have. In 2018, with at least 26 trans people who were murdered, all but one was a trans woman, and all but one was a person of color. According to data collected by Human Rights Campaign, this pattern is all too common. It should also be noted that the number of trans people who are murdered is grossly underreported, with many families and newspapers often misgendering those who can no longer speak up for themselves. 

On June 28, 1969, the Stonewall riots began as a response to the constant police raids of nightlife establishments frequented by the LGBTQIA+ community. That night sparked a revolution, with many eye-witnesses crediting Black and Latinx trans women for being brave enough to ignite what would become one of the most pivotal nights in LGBTQIA+ history. Without Marsha P. Johnson and Sylvia Rivera, there would have been no uprising. Without them, there would be no Pride. 

At this moment, it would be tone-deaf and insensitive to commemorate Pride in the same celebratory fashion we usually do. Instead, we’re asking you to make the commitment to better the lives of the oppressed. Do the work to become actively anti-racist if you are not Black. Spread the word that Black lives matter. Spread the word that trans people deserve to feel safe wherever they go. Reblog this post, make your own, or find someone in your life who doesn’t understand and do your best to make them understand. Donate if you can. 

The first Pride was a riot. We stand with you.

Alien! Bakugo x Reader. The Warrior.

Part three to my BNHA Alien Au!

Part 1 ~ https://writinginthedarkwood.tumblr.com/post/188136408454/kinktober-alien-izuku-x-fem (I don’t know how to make my links smaller, forgive me ;-;

Part 2 ~ https://writinginthedarkwood.tumblr.com/post/188218729624/alien-shoto-capturing-your-heart-3

Warning! Kinky alien sex ahead.

King Midoryia sat at the head of the table in front of his most trusted soldiers. General Todoroki was directly to his right, they were discussing the plan for the next harvest. Lieutenant General Bakugo wasn’t listening, he didn’t need a plan laid out for him. He knew exactly how he was to handle taking this “Paris.” Seemed like a place full of fucking pussy’s, he thought. “Bakugo. Are you paying attention? The full scale harvest on Section 15 has upped the risk factor.” Shoto snapped at the Lieutenant. Bakugo slammed his fist down on the long table. “I get it! That’s why your dumbass got the surprise attack.” He grinned, his eyes burning with excitement. “Those half rate males won’t even know what hit them. We’ll be in and out of their in a few minutes.” He stood out of his chair. “Are we done here?”

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from personal experiences as a reader you have no idea how accurate this is lmao 🤣🤣🤣🤣🤣

A nurse has heart attack and describes what she felt like when having one

I am an ER nurse and this is the best description of this event that I have ever heard. 

 FEMALE HEART ATTACKS 

 I was aware that female heart attacks are different, but this is description is so incredibly visceral that I feel like I have an entire new understanding of what it feels like to be living the symptoms on the inside. Women rarely have the same dramatic symptoms that men have… you know, the sudden stabbing pain in the chest, the cold sweat, grabbing the chest & dropping to the floor the we see in movies. Here is the story of one woman’s experience with a heart attack: 

 "I had a heart attack at about 10:30 PM with NO prior exertion, NO prior emotional trauma that one would suspect might have brought it on. I was sitting all snugly & warm on a cold evening, with my purring cat in my lap, reading an interesting story my friend had sent me, and actually thinking, ‘A-A-h, this is the life, all cozy and warm in my soft, cushy Lazy Boy with my feet propped up. A moment later, I felt that awful sensation of indigestion, when you’ve been in a hurry and grabbed a bite of sandwich and washed it down with a dash of water, and that hurried bite seems to feel like you’ve swallowed a golf ball going down the esophagus in slow motion and it is most uncomfortable. You realize you shouldn’t have gulped it down so fast and needed to chew it more thoroughly and this time drink a glass of water to hasten its progress down to the stomach. This was my initial sensation–the only trouble was that I hadn’t taken a bite of anything since about 5:00 p.m. 

After it seemed to subside, the next sensation was like little squeezing motions that seemed to be racing up my SPINE (hind-sight, it was probably my aorta spasms), gaining speed as they continued racing up and under my sternum (breast bone, where one presses rhythmically when administering CPR). This fascinating process continued on into my throat and branched out into both jaws. ‘AHA!! NOW I stopped puzzling about what was happening – we all have read and/or heard about pain in the jaws being one of the signals of an MI happening, haven’t we? I said aloud to myself and the cat, Dear God, I think I’m having a heart attack! I lowered the foot rest dumping the cat from my lap, started to take a step and fell on the floor instead. I thought to myself, If this is a heart attack, I shouldn’t be walking into the next room where the phone is or anywhere else… but, on the other hand, if I don’t, nobody will know that I need help, and if I wait any longer I may not be able to get up in a moment. 

I pulled myself up with the arms of the chair, walked slowly into the next room and dialed the Paramedics… I told her I thought I was having a heart attack due to the pressure building under the sternum and radiating into my jaws. I didn’t feel hysterical or afraid, just stating the facts. She said she was sending the Paramedics over immediately, asked if the front door was near to me, and if so, to un-bolt the door and then lie down on the floor where they could see me when they came in. I unlocked the door and then laid down on the floor as instructed and lost consciousness, as I don’t remember the medics coming in, their examination, lifting me onto a gurney or getting me into their ambulance, or hearing the call they made to St. Jude ER on the way, but I did briefly awaken when we arrived and saw that the radiologist was already there in his surgical blues and cap, helping the medics pull my stretcher out of the ambulance. He was bending over me asking questions (probably something like ‘Have you taken any medications?’) but I couldn’t make my mind interpret what he was saying, or form an answer, and nodded off again, not waking up until the Cardiologist and partner had already threaded the teeny angiogram balloon up my femoral artery into the aorta and into my heart where they installed 2 side by side stints to hold open my right coronary artery. 

I know it sounds like all my thinking and actions at home must have taken at least 20-30 minutes before calling the paramedics, but actually it took perhaps 4-5 minutes before the call, and both the fire station and St Jude are only minutes away from my home, and my Cardiologist was already to go to the OR in his scrubs and get going on restarting my heart (which had stopped somewhere between my arrival and the procedure) and installing the stents. Why have I written all of this to you with so much detail? Because I want all of you who are so important in my life to know what I learned first hand. 

1. Be aware that something very different is happening in your body, not the usual men’s symptoms but inexplicable things happening (until my sternum and jaws got into the act). It is said that many more women than men die of their first (and last) MI because they didn’t know they were having one and commonly mistake it as indigestion, take some Maalox or other anti-heartburn preparation and go to bed, hoping they’ll feel better in the morning when they wake up… which doesn’t happen. My female friends, your symptoms might not be exactly like mine, so I advise you to call the Paramedics if ANYTHING is unpleasantly happening that you’ve not felt before. It is better to have a ‘false alarm’ visitation than to risk your life guessing what it might be! 2. Note that I said ‘Call the Paramedics.’ And if you can take an aspirin. Ladies, TIME IS OF THE ESSENCE! Do NOT try to drive yourself to the ER - you are a hazard to others on the road. Do NOT have your panicked husband who will be speeding and looking anxiously at what’s happening with you instead of the road. Do NOT call your doctor – he doesn’t know where you live and if it’s at night you won’t reach him anyway, and if it’s daytime, his assistants (or answering service) will tell you to call the Paramedics. He doesn’t carry the equipment in his car that you need to be saved! The Paramedics do, principally OXYGEN that you need ASAP. Your Dr. will be notified later. 3. Don’t assume it couldn’t be a heart attack because you have a normal cholesterol count. Research has discovered that a cholesterol elevated reading is rarely the cause of an MI (unless it’s unbelievably high and/or accompanied by high blood pressure). MIs are usually caused by long-term stress and inflammation in the body, which dumps all sorts of deadly hormones into your system to sludge things up in there. Pain in the jaw can wake you from a sound sleep. Let’s be careful and be aware. The more we know the better chance we could survive to tell the tale.“

Reblog, repost, Facebook, tweet, pin, email, morse code, fucking carrier pigeon this to save a life! I wish I knew who the author was. I’m definitely not the OP, actually think it might be an old chain email or even letter from back in the day. The version I saw floating around Facebook ended with “my cardiologist says mail this to 10 friends, maybe you’ll save one!” And knew this was way too interesting not to pass on.

the amount of rage i feel rn

TW MURDER TW LYNCHING TW HANGING TW DEATH

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