This is so heartwarming I just had to share it. This right here is BLESSED. ❤️🙏☺️✌️😊☮️
I literally just had the most amazing lazy Sunday and I intend to keep this feeling up all week long. All I had was:
1.) Ate breakfast 🥞
2.) Walked around for a little 🏃🏻♀️
3.) Glass of milk 🥛
4.) Curled up on the couch 🛋
5.) Warm blanket 💫
6.) Read fanfics 🤗
This was literally the best. Feel completely comfortable. Figured I’d share.
Thank you for coming to my Ted Talk.
Sooo... Is no one gonna acknowledge the pieces of chewed up meat in the ring? 🍖 🥩 No? Cool. 😂😂
She was gettin it innn
Reblog for the fallen ones #RIP 🕯
Keep the flame going for those we have lost to suicide.
* Legend
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Hitoshi’s been through a series of foster homes, each seemingly worse than the last. He thinks his life will never get much better—until he comes across Shouta Aizawa, an adult determined to make Hitoshi happy. (MIND THE TAGS)
~Personal note: As emotional and difficult as this fic is to read it had to be one of my all time favorites.~
While picking up Aizawa Shouta from a police station after his patrol, Shinsou Hitoshi gets hit with an age regression quirk, turning him into a four year-old with no memories of being adopted by Aizawa and Hizashi and leaving the two of them as the parents of a very confused and upset toddler.
Shinsou always knew his sass would come back to bite him in the ass, but he didn’t expect to get a weird stalker/guardian because of it.
Hitoshi can’t sleep at four in the morning after an incident with a foster sibling and his foster father. After some deliberation, he decides to call Aizawa, and can only hope that he doesn’t wake his mentor up.
Shinsou Hitoshi had a bit of a problem, and that problem was that he’d gotten attached to Aizawa Shouta. And somewhere along the line had started seeing him as a parental figure, a replacement for all the foster home parents who’d passed him along and never quite done their job.
A kid who’s been in foster care his entire life spends a normal, average day after training with the teacher who seems to care a little too much.
After being adopted by Aizawa Shouta and Yamada Hizashi, Shinsou Hitoshi struggles to get used to life in a real family. It’s a little difficult, but things are generally good, and Hitoshi finds himself starting to rediscover the parts of his childhood that he missed out on.
It helps that Aizawa’s there through it, a constant in Hitoshi’s life, and Hitoshi looks up to him more than ever. Somewhere along the line, Aizawa stops becoming his personal hero and starts becoming the parent he’s never had.
Yamada Hizashi is doing exactly what he’s always wanted to do with his life—running his own preschool and daycare. Even though it’s small, it’s his and he knows he’s good at what he does.
Then, Aizawa Shouta, an underground pro hero, enrolls his adoptive son, four year-old Shinsou Hitoshi, a boy who’s been kicked out of every other daycare and school he’s been put in since the development of his brainwashing quirk. Hizashi is more than happy to have him in his school, especially since Hizashi was born with a ‘dangerous’ quirk himself, and he quickly finds out that he has a soft spot for this kid and a serious liking towards his father that he has to learn to deal with.
Some one-shots about dad!Aizawa and his family.
Aizawa never planned to adopt. But when a lilac-haired boy in a muzzle comes running out of an orphanage to beg him for his autograph, he knows he has to do something.
Aizawa and Yamada have developed a routine these past few weeks. Aizawa spends most of his days assisting the doctors with Eri’s quirk exercises and testing, becoming a bit of a security blanket for the girl. Yamada brings warm food and conversation every night, attempting to ease the exhaustion out of their bones.
Sitting in a hospital chair, Aizawa’s head leaning on his shoulder, and Eri coloring atop the bed, Yamada starts thinking that maybe he shouldn’t have written parenting off his list of things he was capable of.
Eri has never seen a cat in her life and when coming home for the first time, is terrified of Aizawa’s.
Aizawa takes Eri grocery shopping and they encounter some hero merchandise, spurring some questions about Aizawa’s line of work.
On the night before Izuku’s seventh birthday his mom surprised him with a trip to the beach, they were going to stay the night at a hotel and spend the whole day of his birthday by the ocean, at least that was the plan. But things don’t always go as planned, do they? Inko Midoriya didn’t plan on the drunk woman who was driving in the opposite lane. Inko didn’t plan on seeing the car swerve in front of hers a moment too late. And Izuku didn’t plan on falling asleep in the car but he did, and when he woke up he was in the hospital, and it was his birthday, and he was alone.
After the death of his mother, seven years of foster homes and a lifetime of crushed dreams and pain Izuku just might find a place to call home.
When Toshinori put himself down as Midoriya’s emergency contact, didn’t think he’d ever have to, you know, be Midoriya’s emergency contact.
…Honestly you should just subscribe to Yaanchan on Ao3 or @Deafmic tumblr. A lot of their fics are in here because they’re all amazing!!
Preach 🙌🏻🙏🏻💋 I’m so sorry you guys are experiencing this and I hope 🤞🏻it gets better. Abusing a function on this website that is supposed to help make tumblr a safe place is really sad 😢. Why can’t we all just get along, support each other, and love ❤️ the differences between us? Honestly upset that someone or a group would blatantly target another group just because of a few small differences. Rooting for you guys. Don’t let the hate get you down and stay strong. 🥺👍🏻😘
I’ve put off saying this for a while but I think it needs to be said after so many of my mutuals were terminated out of the blue this morning.
This can be the fault of the website acting up…but it’s highly suspect to the people it targeted. Or this was the fault of those who do not like me reporting me and my friends for spam when we are not. They’re abusing a function and using it to report blogs they do not like, mine especially.
You don’t have to like me. I am not on this website to be liked. You don’t have to follow me, in fact, if you don’t like me unfollow me or block me.
People want to go off about how I react to hate and having something that means a lot to me and many of my friends being taken away simply we have a different viewpoint of a wrestler or someone and how I react when that happened.
I act like an adult. I do not send hate. I do not post hate. I do no go into your favs tag and write hateful shit. I don’t even hate those who follow a certain fav. I unfollow and/or block if I really don’t like someone. Me responding to the anon hate is different, especially since they’re on anon, half of it is out of my own fun and the other half was through having my work be taken away from me. But reducing me down to the small glimpses of what you see of how I act is not ok because you do not know what I put up with through this blog or even in my IRL life. I have said things out of emotion and I apologized for it greatly. I acted like the bigger person and apologized for it numerous times.
I’ve acted like an adult to those who don’t send me hate. It’s time for those who really don’t like me to do the same.
Abusing functions that help this website be maintained is not ok. Using it to get rid of me and my friends is not ok because we are not a group of people doing really bad things. We are not hurting anyone or has done things to hurt another person.
This needs to stop. To go to affect my friends is blatant bullying and disgusting use of this website.
WWE, Bnha, Voltron, Marvel, and Ace attorney are my jam #Deku=Sunshine #WrightworthRulesTheWorld #RideOrDie
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