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He looks like he’s about to body roll and I can’t unsee it 😭😭

Shigaraki: Can you keep a secret?

Dabi: Do you know anything about my life?

Shigaraki: No I do not. Good point.

War arc

Shigaraki: *looking at dancing Dabi* Well, now I do.

What was Callimachus on to have written OVER 800 works

Abigail Armstrong and Oliver Lloyd's friendship is goals. They're such an underrrated pair.

I need a DabiHawks "Rewrite the Stars" guys. Please

Character A: I thought he (MewTwo) was wearing a really big ass plug.

Character B: So, he was just masturbating this whole time?

Character A: OKAY, LOOK, MY REPLY WAS BAD BUT YOURS IS JUST—

Sometimes I wonder if you're me but 10x.

Character B: 10x what?

Character A: Everything.

Character B: Yeah. That's why you're crying out mommy/daddy everytime.

Character A: NAH MAN

Everyone else: . . .

Character C: *appears* Is it innocent or sexual again?

Character D: Nothing's innocent about them.

My entry for raiden fanart contest is on twitter

check twitter for art process

I tried ( Ŏ艸Ŏ)

Why is no one writing a fanfic about Su-ho reading all of the messages that Si-Eun left when he was in a coma?

suddenly struck with thoughts about the devastating concept of Jason Todd

because he was good. because he had a bleeding heart despite every reason not to. he loved school and was good at it. he was the first to be adopted, with little pretense of guardianship. he did everything he could to be a perfect Robin and live up to an impossible ideal. he only ever wanted Bruce and Dick to like him.

because he met Bruce in the same place and on the same day that Bruce's parents died--the single defining moment of Batman's existence. and he made Batman laugh. he hit the Dark Knight, Terror of Gotham, with a tire iron. he wasn't afraid of the man who turned fear into a weapon.

because he couldn't save his mother from herself, but he tried. because he was too good not to try and save the woman who gave him up. too good to play the Joker's game. the crowbar didn't kill him, the bomb did. he died knowing he wouldn't make it and tried anyway. he died a hero.

because other Robins have died, but none of them put an irrevocable tear in the mythos of Batman. because Jason Todd always dies, in every universe. he dies for the sins of his father. he was put to death by popular vote, sacrificed by the crowd. doomed by the narrative and doomed by the audience. the boy who only ever tried to prove he was good enough--wasn't good enough.

because he has every reason to be angry. because he didn't ask to be murdered, didn't ask to be brought back, and when he did everyone acted like he was better off dead. Bruce tried to kill him and nearly succeeded. he's blamed for his own death and blamed for his resurrection. he can never come home because the house is haunted by his own ghost.

because he's been the hero, the victim, and the villain. because his family and his writers and his universe don't know what to make of him. they don't know how to look his tragedy in the eye. and how can you?

it hurts to look at the hero who cannot be good enough, the victim who will only ever be angry, the villain who can sometimes be right. the audience hates to feel complicit and, in this exceptional case, they are.