pick one you bald genderless idiot
What fucking happened...
"No one wants to see art of ocs" If I dont see art of peoples ocs at least once a day I DIE. Do you want that to happen? Do you want me to DIE? Draw your ocs.
Repost and reblog to get the word out!
• his birthday is on December (28th to be exact, I checked the Wikipedia, but it was so obvious reading the manga, like! Kaneki, Arima?)
• he has an older sister (Ayato, Yomo, Hinami (kinda?)Nishki)
• I think he has some, um, father issue? The only present father we know of would be Shuu's father, Mirumo Tsukiyama. The others died, sooner or later (Kaneki, Hinami, Aikra, Ayato & Touka... should I go on?)
He's an artist; artists put themselves into their art, their problems, desires. If you look closely at your own art, I think you might be surprised.
... yeah just some garbage i will prbbly delete, just keep scrolling
It's pretty funny to see the ToA Fandom lose their shit over Jim changing back to human when,, we are here just chillin, not caring whether he's this or he's that,, does it matter, my guys??
Because men 'can defend themselves'.
A sick fuking statment.
Of fucking course
What sick bastard doesn’t
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SINCERELY SOMEONE WHO JUST GOT A REPLY THAT MADE ME WANNA MAKE THIS POST
The first crack appeared on his arm. The right one, because of course it did. He could appreciate the irony, he supposed.
Contains: major character death, hurt/no comfort. You have been warned!
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I should write one
Does anyone here have any fic recommendations where Izuku gets deaged to middle school self or where Bakugo gets sent to the past specifically middle school?
I'm feeling a certain way