RAVEENA IS SO REAL I LOVE HERRR

GUYS. what do we think about you and sero cutting out hearts from pieces of pink paper and writing insults on them with little hearts doodled all over and then giving them to eachother as an inside joke. sero discreetly slides a pink heart with "you're so stupid you couldn't find yourself in a mirror" and a kissy face doodle scribbled on it and slides it onto your desk during class while looking at anything that isn't you and you cover your mouth to stifle a giggle when you read it. during training you walk up to sero and slam a pink paper heart into his hands that you wrote "im going to beat you to death with hammers" on followed by a doodle of a smiley face and a hammer and then you walk away. he physically can't hide his smile when he reads it. you both keep a pile of every heart insult note you received from the other in one of the drawers in your rooms.

tw weight gain

"I think my pants shrunk in the dryer," Tomura's voice, thick with annoyance, floated from your shared bedroom to the living room.

"Let me take a look." Standing from the couch, you padded over to him, circling him like a bird to their prey, shirtless and struggling to button and zip his black jeans. "Are they tight anywhere?"

"They're tight everywhere," he sighed, fingers still on the front button as he gave up, his face tinged pink. "But mostly around my ass."

Your eyes raked over his form. His ribs, which used to be visible under his skin, were slowly disappearing under healthy fat and tissue. The same happened to his spine—you could no longer count the individual vertebrae, harsh hills and valleys now filled in. Lifting your hand, you ran your fingers down his back. They definitely didn't feel as prominent either.

"What the fuck are you doing," Tomura hissed, shivering at the sensation.

You smiled, a soft, almost sad sort of smile, one you reserved for remembering how far Tomura had come from when you first met him. What he had been through. "I think you've gained weight."

"Oh," his red eyes traced the softened planes of his stomach, your arms coming to wrap around his waist.

"It's a good thing, Tomura," you kissed his cheek. "We'll buy you new jeans tomorrow."

i love drawing his cape :P

Denki taking Bakugo to the skate park and Bakugo just being bad at it

(Sorry I went Mia I kinda got a job and it takes more time that I thought lmao 😭, also this was supposed to be a sketch but i ended up painting it kajskjasjkax)

my little things

WAITTTT bloom now u have me thinking about serooooooo sighhhh i need to be working on my shinsou series but here i am thinking about summer and hanta…… 😮‍💨

kitty! i am flipping out rn. 1. thinking abt ur future sero fic. 2. thinking abt ur current shinsou series eek! [i already have sm theories n i’m so curious on where it’s gonna go]

summer hanta sero walking you to the beach to walk along the sunrise. summer hanta sero spending the whole day in the sand and in the water with you. summer hanta buying you ice cream and fried oreos and making a stupid joke when you ask for corndogs. summer hanta sero walking you home while holding your bags

be the change u want to see in the world.

having a hyper fixation on a character that has no content is like being randomly very hungry in the middle of the night and going to the kitchen only to find out there’s absolutely nothing to eat but you’re literally so desperate and hungry so you eat even the smallest of crumbs

if i don’t draw krbk everyday i die

tip jar

・ DARK RED 等や 轟 » ❪ TOUYA TODOROKI ❫

word count. n/a.

content warning. gn!reader. smau. angst - character death (perchance). profanity. allusions to smoking 🍃. probably ooc!dabi.

ᯓ★ catfish

catfish k. kozume

in which kenma finally meets his online best friend and crush , whom his friend , kuroo , is convinced is a catfish , only to realize they're so much better in person

kenma sat at a table in his favorite cafe, secretly excited to finally meet the person he had been chatting with for so long.

his friend, kuroo, had insisted to come along, the rooster haired boy badly disguised at a nearby table, trying to remain secretive, though his act just made him stand out more.

the blonde boy huffed out a sigh at his friend's obvious spying, slouching down in his seat, pulling his nintendo 3ds further over his face as he attempted to distract himself.

only a few moments later he heard a familiar voice clear their throat, looking up to see the person he had been texting and calling for months standing in front of him.

"hey," he shyly mumbles at the beaming smile in front of him, setting down his gaming console.

"it's nice to finally see you in person!" they replied eagerly, sitting down across from him.

"yeah," he quietly replied, shooting off a quick text to his friend.

told you they were real.