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I did a thing...
So I decided to watch Völkerball live in Nimes yesterday for the first time in a long time.
The Völkerball era was the era in which I fell madly in love with the band and especially with Richard. His body, his face, his make-up, his style was everything I dreamed of when I was 14.
When I was watching the dvd yesterday, my boyfriend walked into the room. He looked straight at the telly and suddenly said „god damn!" out loud.
I look at him asked him what was going on.
My boyfriend then said: Dear god, did you notice Richard? He was so incredibly hot back then! What a beautiful beautiful human being!
YES, I noticed him and YES! he indeed was (and still is!!!) such a beautiful human being, not just for his looks.
He’s just one of my heroes. I admire him so much 😭❤️
I relate to this post so much. I mean I went running this last monday for the first time in 10 years. And you know what I thought of, while running, to keep me going..? Misha fucking Collins. Him running next to me and cheering me on. That is pretty insane, that I can feel so inspired my a person who I have never met or talked to, and that I’ve only known existed this last year.
I know they say; “Never meet your heroes”, but it’s on my bucket list, to look this man in the eye and tell him thanks (no matter how uncomfortable it makes him 😛, jk)
I love Misha Collins.
why does misha collins just feel so safe
like he is quite literally a man i have never and likely will never meet, but just like his tweets and how he talks and carries himself and all that he does to help people less fortunate than himself???? he just has this air abt him that’s so DIFFERENT and all I can honestly describe it as is that misha collins is the safest man on the planet and i would trust him wholeheartedly with any of my problems
This meditation.
Go to other planets 🪐
NOT ALL HEROS WEAR CAPES, SOME JUST DOWNLOAD GUARDIAN SWAP DREAMTALE PAGE BY PAGE OFF OF TWITTER FOR YOU TO READ BECAUSE YOU'RE IN BRAZIL AND TWITTER IS BANNED
mha has me fucking sobbing rn jeeez
People talk about how much Chris Evans embodies Steve Rogers, but we can never ever forget that RDJ is even more so Tony Stark. He may not have been kidnapped and held hostage, he may not have created the suit that allowed him to escape his imprisonment...but in his own way, he did.
i’m just gonna leave this here as a reminder that “hitting bottom” doesn’t mean “staying on bottom for the rest of your life and dying as a piece of crap”
Y'all say congrats Todoroki got a job as a designer in ikea!!!!
What if
When All Might retired, not everyone is happy about it. When I say that, I mean civilians. UA is training students to work hard, yes, people have their guess, Deku is working hard, but with All Might gone, villains get more... handsy.
Villain attacks become an everyday thing, before becoming a two in on day type of deal, Heros all around Japan are working harder than ever to keep things down with them but soon they realize that the only thing that makes Villian attacks possible is that the civilians are working with them. Day by day, people are joining gangs, doing illegal type of things that could end up with prison time, because they lost their hope. Present mic running the radio station gets calls about how Hope is no more and that they should watch out, UA is threatened once or twice a week, parents are worrying, no body is having fun.
Then riots start, all over Japan people are throwing Molotov cocktails everywhere, breaking windshields of innocent people’s cars, beating up Heros... EraserHead doesn’t know about Mic joining a group of hero’s until later when he doesn’t meet up with him like he said he would. He called, and called until someone said that he was with a rescue group trying to help people out of the riots. Eraser was anxious, panicking, has he felt this before? A few times when Present Mic got really bad cases, but it’s been so long since those....
As he rushes into the riots and fights, people spray painting buildings and yelling, coloured smoke in the air, sirens of overrunned cop cars playing in the background, he looks for his Hizashi. When he does find him, he’s laying in the middle of the street, on his side, and curled up. His speaker was somewhere else and he looked beat up, the hand on his rib and the one holding the street gave a good idea that he was kicked as soon as he was down.
Not knowing what to do, he pulled Mic into an alleyway as quick as possible, and sat down, curling up and around mic as he held him. He could call the cops, but he knew if he did that, they’d get overrun too...all he could do was wait for it to pass over or wait for backup. His hands shook as he stroked at the messy gelled back hair of Present Mic, watching him with guilt and worry. He made sure that no one came down that alleyway, and when he was very sure that everything was passing on, he scooped up the tall man and made his way to the nearest hospital.
After that, riots only continued to happen, and soon the UA was deemed unsafe for now, causing everyone to go home and stay inside for safety. Hizashi was in recovery, and Aizawa was sure to stick to his side. He explained to Hizashi what happened, and what he was thinking. If this continued, or got even worse, he didn’t want to think about how he might lose Hizashi, and Hizashi felt the same..they had a long hard discussion about things.
After hearing about the third riot that took place in only a week, they settled their minds, and Hizashi went to work, the radio station as Aizawa packed. They decided they needed to get away, so they’d move temporarily, just to be safe. Hizashi ran his shows like normal, until the end, where he announced to the world he wasn’t going to work anymore, that the riots were enough to keep sick people entertained. He told the world that there was hope, and he was leaving it for the people that could fight back. After that, he met Aizawa outside waiting in the car, getting in and holding hands as they drove their way to the airport.
Top 10 pictures taken moments before disaster
Bakugo x my OC (name is Yuri, male)
This is pure angst. An idea ive had in my head that i need to write out.
My OC has a plant quirk, can create any plant from anywhere on his body.
WARNINGS: ⚠️death, mentions of blood⚠️
(The "best friend" in this is also my OC)
The white of the hospital room was blinding, and for a split second, Yuri thought he had died and gone to Heaven. But that couldn't be possible.
No way he would go to Heaven.
The room became less blurry, the disgusting hospital smell he always hated burning at his nose. His body ached, his limbs heavy and burning. He could feel the IV drip in his arm. His head felt like it was full of TV static, as he struggled to remember what was going on.
He sat up, dispite every inch of his body protesting. His eyes burned, a familiar sting, due to the blood that poured out of them when he overused his quirk. He was struggling to remember anything, but he heard a familiar, muffled voice from outside the room.
"Oi, get the fuck out of my way!"
Katsuki.
"Bakugou, you're not supposed to be moving around! You're really injured." He heard another voice.
"I dont care! Do 'ya think I'm weak or somethin'!?" Katsuki spat.
The voices felt so far away, Yuri's head filled with fog. He looked down at his hands.
They were blood stained.
Memories came crashing into him, clearing the fog. The battle, the blood, the screaming. He could have vomited, right then and there, if not for the fact that he hadn't eaten anything in a long time.
Kaname.
His very bones shuddered at the memory. His best friend. The person that always made him laugh. He remembered it so vividly, the friend he admired so much, dead in his arms.
Suddenly, his body was completley numb. Yuri ripped the IV out of his arm and stood. He was covered in bandages, but this wasn't the worst he'd ever been injured. He couldn't even hear Katsuki's yelling anymore, all he could hear was the buzzing in his head. He clenched his fists, fingernails digging into his palms.
His best friend was dead, and all he got were scrapes and fucking bruises?
Yuri's blood boiled, thorns poking out of his skin. His breathing became heavy, as he remembered his friend's smile.
Remember me, okay?
"Fuck!!" Yuri screamed. He began tearing the room apart, punching holes in the walls, knocking over the moniter, throwing the small green vase of flowers at the door. His quirk went off left and right, thorny vines and poisonous plants shooting out around him as he continued his tantrum.
The door swung open. Katsuki looked in horror as Yuri continued to tear the room apart. He was usually so calm, so level-headed. Usually it was the other way around, Yuri having to calm down Katsuki during one of his outbursts. He'd seen Yuri upset before, but nothing like this.
"Yuri, the fuck are you doing!?" Katsuki yelled, grabbing the smaller boy by the wrist.
"Let go of me!" Yuri screamed, voice cracking. Thorns grew at his wrist, piercing Katsuki's hand, forcing him to let go.
"Stop it! You're gonna hurt yourself!" Katsuki yelled again, not touching Yuri this time. He was at a loss, had no idea what to do. Yuri continued punching, throwing, not caring that his hands were being cut by glass.
"Why the fuck won't you listen to me!?" Katsuki reached out to Yuri again, but he smacked the hand away.
"Go fuck yourself! I dont have to listen to anyone!" Yuri screamed back, louder. His voice was raspy and broken. Thorns grew bigger, as did the mess.
In an act of desperation, Katsuki said,
"Is this what Kaname would have wanted?"
Yuri froze, jaw clenched.
"He would have wanted you to smile. To let yourself rest." Katsuki continued, stepping closer to the thorn-covered boy.
"The hell do you know? You didn't even like him." Yuri said, almost whispering..
"I know that he loved you. I know he would've hated to see you like this." Katsuki said, softening his tone.
"Yeah? Well he can't see me like this. He's dead." Yuri said, voice cold and harsh. He flinched at his own words. He knew Kaname was dead, but saying it out loud made it all too real.
"Oh my god, Katsuki." His voice broke, lip trembling. "He's dead."
Never, in all his time knowing him, had Katsuki seen Yuri cry. But right now, right in front of him, the small boy broke down sobbing. He was shaking, thorns growing bigger.
"He's dead. I couldn't protect him, and now he's dead 'cos of m-me." Yuri stuttered and sobbed.
Katsuki bit his lip, holding back his own tears. No, he didn't really like Kaname. But he didn't deserve to die. And seeing Yuri like this, the only person Katsuki has ever truly loved, broke him to pieces. There was nothing he could do, or say, that would make him feel better.
He took a step towards Yuri, who had fallen to his knees. Dispite the thorns, dispite the protests, Katsuki embraced him. The thorns hurt, of course, but he didn't care. Yuri needed him, needed to be held, needed to know that he was safe. So he said nothing, and let Yuri sob and prick him with thorns.
Eventually, the thorns went away. But the sobbing didn't. Yuri was now clutching on to Katsuki, crying heavily into his shoulder.
"I'm sorry. I'm sorry." Yuri said softly.
"I know." Katsuki replied in a hushed tone, softly stroking the other's head. He was never this gentle, but Yuri needed it.
Eventually, the both fell asleep there, on the hospital floor, surrounded by shattered glass and tears.
Shoto x Reader
Mentions: Characters are aged up! Body image, Plus size reader, Drinking, NSFW, Virgin reader, cute aftercare, fluff morning,
No proof read sorry for errors
MDNI
Reblogs are appreciated.
“ You should totally go on a date with him. He sounds very nice. I’ll be there at a distance just in case you don’t want to be there anymore or something goes wrong okay.” Mina said and Momo agreed. Girls gotta help each other.
Shoto’s name on the online dating: Senju
Senju: We can meet up at weston.
(weston is a fancy restaurant)
You made very good money but you weren’t stupid rich
y/n: oh um Isn’t that too much? I’m a simple girl. Plus I don’t have that type of luxury.
Senju : You doll up and I’ll pick you up okay. Is 8pm good?
Y/n: I’ll meet you there and yes that's perfect.
Senju: Okay see you there then. I’ll be waiting. I’ll be wearing black tux with a white and red brooch.
y/n: I’ll wear a red dress then! See you later.
You were so nervous and scared. You hadn’t shown him a picture of yourself. You’re a plus size woman. That was something you’re so insecure about which is why you didn’t date at all. Even in highschool. You did have crushes here and there but when you confess to them they’d instantly reject you, not even in a feel sorry for you way. They were rude.
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They’d say things like:
“Hell no you look like a blob”
“ You’re a piggy and I don’t date such an ugly thing”
“Maybe in your next life you’ll be pretty”
“ lose a few pounds and even then maybe not.”
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“ Come on let’s get you ready! You’ll look like a princess once you’re done dressing up.” Momo said.
You wore a simple but classy red dress Momo created for you. It was short, had a slit to teasy a bit with one strap. Your make up was simple as well. Overall you looked Amazing! The girls dropped you off. You noticed a tall,handsome man with the white and red brooch that matches his hair color. You walked up to him nervously. “S-Senju or should I say Shoto ” you said. He looked down at you shocked. It wasn't that he didn’t like what he was seeing, if anything he was trying to control himself from devouring you. “ Y/n?” he replied smiling. “ Yes. It’s nice to finally meet up with you.” you said. “I lied about my name because…being one of the greatest heroes causes relationship issues.” he said walking inside with you. You were nervous about how dinner would go. “Reservation for Todoroki.” he spoke to the host. The host checked his table. “Yes sir, right this way.” you both followed the host. You were confused on why you were lead to a room with Shoto. “ The waiter will be right with you.” the host said and left, closing the door behind him. It was so beautiful. A private room. Every single detail screamed romantic and sweet. “ Is it to your liking?” Shoto asked as you sat down and he helped you tuck in your chair. “ It’s beautiful. Thank you. You’re very kind.” you replied. He sat down and started looking at the menu and so you did the same. About 20 minutes later the waiter shows up taking out his pad. “ We’ll have Cheesy Potato Croquettes as appetizers. I’ll have Lemony Salmon with potatoes and tensoba. Cold please.” Shoto said then looked over to you. “ I’ll have a lobster risotto,” you said. “ Drinks?” the waiter asked. “ Armand de Brignac Ace of Spades Demi-Sec and 1999 Andre Beaufort a Ambonnay Grand Cru Doux Rose” , Shoto said. You trusted him. He knows his champagne. After an hour you were having an amazing meal. You loved the taste of the champagnes and couldn’t get enough and so while you ate the more champagne you craved. Shoto was concerned about how much you drank. “Uh you should take it easy. It might not taste strong but it sure is.” he said. “ S’fine I’m not a lightweight. I swear.” you replied. Biggest lie. You guys had to leave through the back and since you were too drunk to speak correctly he had no other choice than to bring you to his house to spend the night.
You were at his house by 12am.
Being drunk makes you tell the truth on how you enjoyed the night and how sexy Shoto looks.
“ Did I..tell..handsome sexy so much.” you said and hiccuped. He chuckled and opened the door while holding you. “No ma’am you haven’t told me that.” he replied walking in with you. You were getting touchy. Playing with his hair and leaving a peck on his cheek. He set you down. “ Careful now, okay.” he said, locking the door. You looked around walking wobbly. As you were about to fall he caught you. He was tired of holding back and so he kissed you. You let yourself go and allowed him to have all of you. You are a virgin but you thought fuck it why not? He carried you upstairs to his room . The moment was so heated you guys quickly took your clothing off, so desperate for each other.
“ You’re so cute my baby.” Shoto said, tossing you on the bed.“ Let me claim you.” he whispered in your ear. “ Yes please.” you replied. He reached down to your pussy and played with your clit. You moaned softly. He felt all your wetness dripping onto the bed, spreading your legs further as he pressed a kiss on your pussy. Your cheeks turned red. Eating you out was heaven for him. He hummed as he sucked and slurped so sloppy.. You grinded yourself against his mouth. “Nasty girl. You’re so needy.” he slapped your pretty cunt which made you jump and close your legs. “ Obey me.” he ordered, spreading your legs. Your cunny was aching thinking about the need of being stuffed by him. “P-please. I need you inside of me.” you said with glossy eyes. Your pussy clenched around nothing. He smirked, liking the power he has over you. “ m’kay baby.” he replied, running his tip teasingly at your folds. You whimpered as he finally stuffed your tight cunny making you wince in pain. He groaned. “F-fuck.” you sniffled. He noticed how very sensitive you are.. There were tears slipping from your eyes. He eventually figured you’re a virgin and he didn’t want your first to be after a 1st date. “ I can't.. I won’t allow this to be your 1st time. It isn’t special.” he said. You nodded. “It hurts.” you cried. You never imagined it being painful then again every woman's body is different. Even after foreplay some women still aren't relaxed enough to be penetrated. He pulled out carefully. You gripped his arm. “I’m sorry. You must be upset to not receive anything” you spoke as you noticed he was staring. He left and came back with a warm wet cloth. He cleaned you up thoroughly and carefully. You did bleed a bit. “Thank you Shoto.” you spoke. He nodded and tossed the cloth in the trash can. It was definitely a night to remember. You slept comfortably cuddling with him. It felt so natural. The following morning was shocking as you woke up in his arms remembering the event of last night. “Morning y/n. I hope you slept well princess.” he said, giving you a soft kiss. You decided to let fate take over. You smiled feeling happy,“Morning Shoto. I did sleep well." you replied. He couldn't help but carry you and head to the bathroom. You giggled. He was very strong so to him you felt like a feather. "Put me down sho." He refused to obey you. "No ma'am." you pulled his hair lightly. He set you on the counter as he got the bath ready. " Ready for a warm bath?" He asked winking at you, you understood he'd be washing you. You were insecure..no man has ever seen your body, let alone worshiped it. Shoto watched you as you let the warm water surround your body. "You're very beautiful." he commented. You blushed as he started scrubbing your back. " Just so you know. You're mine. Forever." he said kissing you. Your body was trembling with happiness. "Forever." you replied. His heart was beating at a fast pace. He knew that its you he wants to date, to get married someday and have children if you wanted. He wants to raise them and watch them grow into wonderful strong people as you two grow old. He wants forever with you. He kissed you again leaning in closer. He slipped inside the tub. He was drenched as well. Thank goodness this man is stupid rich otherwise there would be water all over the ground. You both laughed, bubbles on your cheeks and foreheads. You began to wash each other up. It was relaxing and intimate.
This basically tells the story of how Optimus became like a father figure to me and thanks to my brother for getting me attached to transformers 💖
listening to heavy drum and bass at the store while i kill every customer and tip the cashier 300%
He's so pathetic