"Don't blame the civilians for supporting Endeavor's career you wouldn't do shit either." Wrong. If I was a civilian in mha I'd hit Endeavor with my car
its the stinky guy
Not my art I don’t take credit but I just wanted to say THANK YOU WHOEVER MADE THIS MASTERPIECE I NEEEEED HIM🧎♀️
Meme redraw
my pretty boy
If only...
Man.. im opening c.ai again 🏃♀️💨
I just know Dabi would take the best pictures of you known to man. You thought you’re ugly and unphotogenic? Give him the camera, he’ll know how to capture your beauty in a way that has you staring at your own picture for hours. And he’ll act like he’s annoyed everytime you ask him for pics but deep down he loves taking them for you, he’ll also take pictures of you when you’re not looking and those turn out the prettiest. (Maybe he just loves you too much you can tell by the way he takes pictures. He’d draw you too if he could)
I did a little something 😜
Kotaro and Enji are the ones responsible for Tomura and Dabi, the same Toga's parents are responsible for what happened to her.
This is a story about abusive homes and how vulnerable are kids who grew up in them, and how a man would take advantage of it to use those broken kids and try to shape them into whatever they want.
This is a story about parents forcing kids to be someone else because they don't like who their kids are. This is a story about stolen identities and the tragedies of kids and teenagers dying or getting hurt, because their parents wouldn't accept them.
This is a story about parents ignoring the needs of their children because they think they know better. A story about repressing rage and sadness and being punished when you can't hold it back anymore, a story about society discarding kids since they are very young because they don't fit in, because they are scary or look scary or act scary, and scary just means different.
A story about not living to the standards, not being enough, sweet enough, normal enough, special enough, different enough, similar enough.
This is a story about how real tragedies and evil start with the little things, at home, at every home. At school, in the streets. About how dangerous it is to think "it is not my problem because it is not my family or my life". A story about indifference and irresponsibility and children always paying the price.
Always.