I Straight Up Murdered Matt Miller

cannot explain why I think this creature is autistic, non binary and aroace and why I emotionally identify with them but I have a strong feeling and that’s all I need

Sassy ass 😭😭

Honestly, I didn't expect a different reaction out of him.

Talking about Overhaul because I can not stop yapping about him. Little analysis.

Overhaul’s design is clearly inspired by a bird, yet this symbolism isn’t discussed enough in the fandom. When Kai Chisaki became Overhaul, he essentially underwent a rebirth, transforming into something he saw as superior. Chisaki and Overhaul are almost like two different people.

With this transformation, Overhaul also gained a sense of freedom. Birds symbolize freedom, and as the boss of the Shie Hassaikai, he had the power to do whatever he wanted. He controlled his own organization, dictated its future, and pursued his vision without restrictions. In that sense, his bird-like design reflects his newfound independence.

However, one could argue that the bird symbolism actually represents imprisonment rather than freedom. When Chisaki became Overhaul, he unknowingly trapped himself in a metaphorical cage. His actions ultimately aligned with All For One’s larger scheme, making him nothing more than a pawn in a greater plan. While Overhaul had his own motives, his quirk-erasing bullets ended up in the hands of Shigaraki and Dr. Garaki, playing a crucial role in the war.

So, was Overhaul truly free? Or was he just another captive of fate, bound by the very power he thought made him untouchable?

I CANT STOP LAUGHING

REAL

huge fan of this guy

i just finished the red asphalt quest and it made me realize just how much i love carlos

I need to rant about something:

Looking up Overhaul’s name on TikTok is stressful because you either get a nice edit, funny videos, clips of him from the show, or an art video. But also there’s a chance you get hate videos about him, cringe videos from 2020, or people calling him a pedophile and it’s so annoying!

I know there’s people that don’t like him and I can completely understand, but the annoying part is just finding so many hate videos of him if you actually like him or seeing people say he looks or is a pedophile {which he doesn’t, people who say that are weirdos}. I just wanna find some nice videos but I keep twitching and getting so pissed when I see videos like this, like are we watching the same show and are we looking at the same character?? Because I don’t think so.

I just had to block an account that said the first time they saw Overhaul he looked like a pedo and it’s like WHAT…? Just, the MHA fandom on TikTok irritate me sometimes with the misinformation or mischaracterization. Overhaul is not a good person, whether you love or hate him we can’t defend his actions. {and if you do that’s a little…odd…} But still shit like this so so crazy. I just wanna chill on TikTok and have a laugh while looking at videos about him but instead of laughter I’m getting angry, WHICH IS TOTALLY THE OPPOSITE OF WHAT I WANT!! 😭

But anyways, that’s pretty much my rant I just really wanted to get this off my chest. I’ve talked about it to friends already but I still feel like I needed to say this somewhere else

is it just me or is bob kinda...

Human or Doppel?| That’s not my Neighbor| Francis Mosses x F! Reader OneShot

Scenario: You work at your apartment as a doorman to make sure no doppelgangers get inside the building to eat you and your neighbors. The job seemed easy at first since the Doppelgangers kept fucking up their disguises but lately...they've been getting smarter, so it's harder for you to tell apart the doppels from your actual neighbors. Which starts to make you paranoid.

One night you come home and see your husband, Francis Mosses, sitting on the couch. Your paranoia starts to come again out of nowhere and you start to suspect your husband was a doppel..." a perfect doppel". Now the question kept playing in your mind...

~Was he actually human? Or a doppelganger?~

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After another stressful day of work as a doorman, [Name] finally reaches her apartment. She unlocks the door, steps inside, and immediately spots Francis sitting on the sofa, reading a book. She remembers buzzing him in earlier, but a creeping sense of paranoia starts to settle in.

What if he was just a perfect doppelganger? Just waiting to strike…her body tenses at the thought.

Francis glances up from his book as soon as he realizes she’s home, but he can already tell something is off. “Mmm, darling? Is something wrong?” he asks, watching her carefully.

[Name] snaps out of her trance. “Oh, uhm… nothing’s wrong. Just tired from work today. Those doppelgängers are a lot of work…” She doesn’t want him to know what she’s thinking. If she tells him, and if he is a doppelgänger… she’s screwed.

Francis sets his book aside and stands up, walking toward her at a slow, deliberate pace. As he gets closer, she catches the familiar scent of warm milk on him. He wraps his arms around her waist, pulling her close. “Are you sure everything’s alright?” he murmurs. “You’ve got a serious look on your face.”

[Name] forces a smile as she meets his tired eyes.“I’m fine, honey,” she lies. A whole-ass fetus could tell she was lying. She’s terrible at hiding her nerves.

Francis studies her carefully, concern settling into his features. “Mmm… you don’t look fine, darling. Are you sure nothing’s wrong?” His voice lowers. “I’m getting the feeling that you’ve been having doubts about me. About me being a doppelgänger.”

[Name] freezes. Fucking hell… how did he figure it out so fast?! “W-What? What makes you think that…?” She tries to feign innocence, but it’s useless. She’s already been caught.

Francis sighs, his expression softening as he tightens his arms around her. “Darling… the past few days, I’ve seen it in your eyes. I can tell you’ve been doubting me.” His voice drops to a whisper. “Please don’t tell me… you think I’m a doppelgänger?”

[Name] stares at him, debating whether or not to admit the truth. Francis senses her hesitation and gently lifts her chin, his eyes locking onto hers.

“Darling,” he says softly, “please don’t be afraid to tell me. I know the kind of things you deal with at work. I know how smart the doppelgängers are getting. But if that’s what’s been weighing on you… please, just say it.”

She exhales a shaky sigh and nods. “I’m sorry, Francis… it’s just—this job, these doppelgangers… they’re getting in my head. They keep getting smarter, and it’s making me paranoid.”

Francis sighs, rubbing slow circles on her back. He presses a gentle kiss to her forehead, holding her tighter. “I understand, darling. I understand your fears,” he whispers. “But I swear to you, I’m not a doppelgänger. I’m real. I’m me. I love you. I’m your husband.”

[Name] rests her head against his chest, letting herself believe him. Her paranoia had been wrong. She just needed to breathe. Francis can tell she’s overwhelmed. He runs his fingers through her hair, his voice low and soothing.

“Why don’t you forget about work for a while and just relax? I’ll make you some hot cocoa with extra chocolate milk, just the way you like it. Sound good?” She lifts her head to look at him. “Yeah… that sounds perfect. Thank you, Francis. I’m lucky to have you.”

He smiles, stroking her hair affectionately. Leaning in, he presses another soft kiss to her forehead. “Mmm… I’m the lucky one, darling. I’ll be right back with your cocoa, okay?”

She nods as he lets her go, moving to the couch while he heads to the kitchen. As Francis prepares the cocoa, he hums a quiet tune to himself, the warm scent of chocolate filling the air.

Five minutes later, he returns with a steaming mug, settling beside her. He hands it over with a smile. “Here you go, darling. Fresh hot cocoa, extra chocolate milk. Just the way you like it.”

[Name] takes the mug carefully, blowing on it before taking a sip. So good. Francis always made the best hot cocoa. “This is already making me feel better,” she murmurs. “I love you, Francis. Thank you… for everything.”

Francis smiles as he watches her relax. He wraps an arm around her waist, pulling her close. “Mmm… I’m so glad. I’ll always be here whenever you’re feeling nervous. I love you so much, darling… I don’t know what I’d do without you. You’re everything to me.”

His words make her blush as she nuzzles into his chest, sipping her cocoa. They stay like that for the rest of the night, wrapped in each other’s warmth.

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Hope you enjoyed reading! I've been dying to make a "That's Not My Neighbor" story for a while now, and I finally made one! I would've made a twist ending, but decided to just go wholesome if that's alright.