Todoroki: How's your morning going?
Izuku: Well, Kacchan just asked me what my favorite color was, then told me I was wrong.
Todoroki: Ah, so pretty normal.
*Izuku and Katsuki skipping stones on lake* Izuku: It’s such a beautiful evening. Katsuki, whispering: Take that, you fucking lake
"you don't post your dead dove fics on anon?" no, all of my dead dove, dirty, disgusting gay smut are posted on my main. I have no shame. normalize a girl being a pervert and a sex-crazed freak
fyi things like insulin, hearing aids, wheelchairs, glasses costing money at all is a form of structural ableism
few things more humbling than the realization that you really do write the same fic(s) over and over again
i keep accidentally leaving kacchan in places i shouldnt be leaving him and forgetting where i put him so whenever i remember he exists n go to look for him hes just in the most absurd locations. just now i found him on the stove . like what . get down from there