I don’t even care it’s from a kids show this is the catchiest song IN EXISTENCE. *you can hear me singing in the distance… “have you heard, (have you heard) about the flightless bird…”
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They had been worried about Dr. Bright lately, and he never helped the mood. Recently the only thing he had been focusing on was work, and everyone in the foundation knew that Dr. Bright liked everything that was NOT work. So yes, they were concerned. “Hey buddy?” Asked dr. Clef. “Yes? You are asking whatever at a bad time. I’m a little busy, Clef.” Dr. Bright said. *so they were right- something’s up with Dr.Bright.* Clef thought worriedly. That’s when he noticed the bandages on his friend’s arm. He quickly snatched his arm and started to undo the bandages. “Hey! Stop!” Dr. Bright said. *He was panicking, not good.* Clef thought. Dr. Bright tried to get away but clef was clearly stronger. Soon enough, the bandages were gone to reveal a scarred arm, full of clear self-harm cuts. “I can explain? …” After this they gave him proper therapy and treatment for the scars. They made sure to check every day to make sure. Because he was worth it, and always will be.
-Hey everyone, sorry for the depressing story, but it was just an idea. Sorry for not posting either, I was super busy with my grandpa coming over. See you next story, and don’t hurt yourself! (On purpose) :p
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I did that to my friend the other day and it was, in fact, amusing
Dabi *on the phone with Hawks*: turn around.
Dabi: no, the other way.
Dabi: God dammit birdy, the other way.
Dabi: turn around again.
Hawks: Dabi where the fuck are you!?
Dabi: oh, I'm not there yet, but the thought of you aimlessly turning around in circles amuses me.
WHERE THE H*LL DO YOU KEEP COMING FROM?!?
No like seriously, I did NOT have this many followers last week.
so, in followers favor, ask me to write anything. I will do any fanfic (except for smut) and will *try* to draw some fanart if you want me to. Thanks!
I’m so confused-
Oka, I plan on following everyone on tumblr
literally everyone
Please reblog so I can make this happen
-hey! What would happen if deku got sick in his vigilante ark?? Would it be easier for 1a to get him back? Probably. Let’s find out! Also, please follow and like. I do most (all) of my stories based on your guy’s suggestions. Thanks!-
Deku coughed harshly. His danger sense had been faltering ever since he had acknowledged he was sick. He coughed again. It was probably his fault fighting villains and standing in the rain. -+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-
They had been looking for Deku for days. He had been gone for so long, the class was in low spirits. But still, they kept looking, until- *cough, cough, cough!* they heard… coughing? They were still heroes, so they went towards the sound only to find deku, sitting in the rain and coughing.
it had been a quick fight, with deku’s quicks faltering and his usual smarts gone. It had been clear that he was sick, and severely weakened. The class also could have swore they saw multiple severe injuries. As they brought the unconscious deku back to UA, they looked around to each other, worried of what deku had become.
they got him to the UA hospital wing, and treated him well.
-hey, thanks for reading! Sorry, I can’t do fight scenes yet. Not even going to try. If you could follow it would be greatly appreciated, and you could help decide what kind of content I make. Thanks a bunch, Master!-
.-hi, second fic. Sorry it came out late, was busy yesterday. Hope you follow for more, maybe like? Read on!-
Shigaraki just came back from a long day at work. He had an increase of hero’s in an area, and it was driving him crazy. They were getting closer and closer to the villain hideout, but moving was still underway. ‘I have a lot of work to do…’ Shigaraki thought sadly.
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The League was actually worried about Shigaraki. He was working a lot more than usual, and his working hours tuned into working days really fast. He rarely ever came out of that room. The only time he did come out was to pee, get food, or get more energy drinks. Finally, the lov decided it was time for someone to check on him. “So, who’s going to check on Shigaraki?” Misty man asked. “I’ll do it, I guess.” Dabi replied.
Dabi walked up the stairs to Shigaraki’s room. The door was closed, and he could hear mumbling inside. He knocked. “Hello?” A raspy voice asked as he opened the door. “What are you doing here, Dabi?” As Dabi explained that the league was worried about him, Shigaraki became less and less engaged with his work, until Dabi convinced him to come down for the day. They spent the rest of the night talking and coming up with plans; Together.
Hey everyone! I have decided not to do any love life things, I HATE them. Really sorry for all you shippers and/or lovers, but I’m not doing that kind of content. Really sorry, thanks for the support everyone!