Good Morning To Bitches Who Cant Remember Half Their Life

i cant hang out tonight man. no i have to explode into a millions thousand pieces. yea tomorrow works

Gosh someone is out here trying to crush malewife dreams😔😔

those fuck ass animatronics would not have stood a chance against this absolute god

i'm so in love with oscar issac it's starting to physically hurt help

“I hope you wake up soon. All of your fans want to see your smile again…”

I feel bad after drawing this… But yeah, here ya go! It took me two days to complete it! TWO DAYS! But it was worth it <3 Happy (late) 19 Million Subscribers, Sean! 

@therealjacksepticeye

I have a massive fear that no one actually likes me, rather everyone is just politely tolerating me hoping I leave them alone

incendiary | 3 | bakugou x reader

pairing: Bakugou Katsuki / Reader

length: 4.9k of ~23k / 3rd of 8 chapters

summary: When you accidentally go viral in defense of quirkless people, an extremist group puts a target on your back. Pro hero Dynamight is the last person you want watching it.

tags: romance, enemies to lovers, sexual tension, light hurt/comfort

warnings: themes of discrimination (please see note in fic masterpost), canon typical violence, eventual smut, aged up characters

notes: A HUGE thank you to my sensitivity readers @cat-slippered​ and @darkenedniqhts​. They’re both incredible writers and lovely human beings, please check their fics out!! Please see my notes in the fic masterpost for more!

In the morning, you woke to the slam of pots in the kitchen.

You shot up, instantly getting tangled up in your covers. You struggled against their tight coiling, letting out a strangled hrgh noise before overbalancing and slipping over the side of the couch, landing hard on your shoulder.

An ugly chuckle issued from the kitchen. You poked your head up to catch a scarlet eye turned in your direction, the maliciously pleased curl of a full mouth. You stared for a moment, disoriented, wondering who the hot blonde was, why he was so familiar, and what he was doing in your house.

Then he turned towards you more fully, his eyes flickering judgmentally over you, and it all caught back up with you.

Ugh. Fucking Bakugou.

Part of you had hoped when you woke, this all would have proved a very detailed and specific nightmare. But the nightmare was still there, glaring at you while he neatly chopped vegetables and set a pot to boiling on the stove, still wearing that stupid black tank that showed off the meticulously honed, deadly perfection of his biceps.

Double ugh.

You groaned and sank back to the ground, biting down some choice swear words. Bakugou ignored you, the only sounds from the kitchen the quick thump of his knife against a cutting board, the snap and hiss of the grill drawer being turned on.

You slowly extricated yourself from your tangled heap of blankets, beating a bleary but hasty retreat to the bathroom to escape his presence, grabbing a change of clothes and your toiletries on the way.

In the bathroom, Bakgou had apparently already set out his own—a toothbrush, toothpaste, floss, a razor, and a small travel size container of shaving cream were laid away behind the mirror. On the shelves, a small zippered pouch in a deep gray lay next to a stack of fluffy towels.

You couldn’t help but peek inside, intrigued by the idea of Bakugou Katsuki having personal effects like an actual human being. Inside, a comb, some kind of expensive smelling hair gel, and spares of the items behind the mirror peered back at you. It all seemed weirdly domestic, weirdly intimate, and you quickly backed away, turning on the shower instead. You flung off your clothes, scattering them all over the bathroom in your haste to get into the shower and away from Bakugou’s things.

Of course Bakugou was a living, breathing human (demon), which you had quickly realized yesterday. But it still threw you for a loop to realize he was more than the person you saw on TV, or even the spitting, snarling gremlin who’d stood in the detective’s office and vehemently refused to protect you. He existed outside those spaces—he brushed his teeth and shaved his face and did his hair like every other human man on earth. He apparently also chopped vegetables very expertly and had enough presence of mind to start grilling things early in the morning. There were moments, domestic and intimate, that he had, just like everyone else.

You jumped into the shower, disliking the thought of him as anything other than a feral garbage rat. A quirkist, feral garbage rat, at that.

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Huzzah!

We’re down to the two of the final four pieces, which is definitely bittersweet for me <3

Hanging Pendant Necklace

This necklace is a mix of Metkayina and Omaticaya inspiration. I love the way the pendant hangs and I wear this a lot in my regular life!

Fresh Water Pearl necklace

This necklace is incredibly important to me and holds so many emotions to be honest. I won’t get into specifics, but I cried when I finished it. It’s absolutely beautiful and was somewhat of a collaboration with an amazing lady.

This one’s for you, Q. I miss you.

Up next are the last two necklaces of the series (at least for now, I might add on some pieces if I get inspired to make anything)

Avatar Jewelry Masterlist

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Frontiers ikran (spoiler)

Frontiers has me in a chokehold atm, and as much as I LOVE the game so far, I can't help but feel we were done dirty with our ikran options.

Like all of these:

ARE IN THE GAME!

And we can only choose from a handful of options at the start :') (Unless you go to the Store™ and buy some ofc)

In comparison, here are 2 of the selectables: