Reblogging this as I eat salt&vinegar chips while plotting to ruin someone I haven’t spoken to in 2+ years.
As an alternative to 'sugar, spice, and everything nice'
I present: 'salt, vinegar, and everything sinister'
so can we start hunting down white liberals now or what
when she says she doesn’t send nudes
what do you mean elon musk did a nazi salute on live tv at the united states presidential inauguration twice and is now erasing the evidence off the internet by replacing the footage with the crowd cheering instead?
would be a shame if people reblogged this, wouldn’t it?
subscribing to a fic isn’t enough I need the author to blast a bat signal into the night sky whenever they update
Your friends watching something for the first time and getting to that scene VS you, the knower.
This healed something in me 💕
At the time, Toshinori assumed Hawks was meant to be his replacement. For the day when he inevitably retired. He hadn’t liked Hawks much, though he’d remained friendly with him, as he did with everyone. It was just that— Hawks didn’t seem real. He was more a social experiment than a Pro Hero—more a science project than a person. But now, looking at the kid behind the flagrant icon—the twenty-something guy who has put his life on the line countless times in the past few months, who fought until he couldn’t, who continued marching forward even after losing his quirk— It’s like being shown a mirror.
after the war, toshinori and hawks talk
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