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usually I’m just wondering what existence and reality is like for other people. It’s probably very similar but pretty different, right? What if they see more colors or have six senses or something and don’t even notice because it’s normal background stuff for them.
you guys ever get random existential thoughts?
like you look at old photos of yourself and just think “God, I fucking exist. I have a consciousness inside this meat sack and can create and do shit.”
Katsuki Bakugou. If anyone who ever knows who Katsuki Bakugou was then they would say that he was–
“terrifyingly quiet.”
He was also the very definition of perfection. Everything he does must be precise, on point and mistakes are forbidden in the process. He was a peculiar man indeed. One thing for sure was that Katsuki loves to cook. That was his specialty. He adores it when it’s incredibly
Fresh.
Raw and fresh.
Midoriya Izuku was a man who suffered from severe depression. He was jeered at, hurt at, by multiple people in his life.
With no will to live, no drive to go on anymore, Midoriya Izuku decided that, he couldn’t take it anymore and hoped for the best in his next life but
He was a coward.
The prospect of getting hurt scares him away from doing it.
Until one day he was whisked away into the darkness by somebody that–
“Eeeeh? You want my meat? Hahaaaa– Ah yeah sure. Whatever do it quick. I don’t like pain”
Okey wait what? This is NOT how it was supposed to go for Katsuki. Where’s the thrill in that?
It was certainly you who brought izubun to life ^w^ thank you so much for this bright arc :3
M: w-what do you mean Izu-Izubun arc…? *confused* I-I’m behind sch-schedule oh god all my-my research (*coughsstalking*) time’s messed u-up!
Izubun: dadda! Hungwy! Katshudon pwease? QwQ? *poor bun his stomach is growling*
M: *make a decision Midoriya. Stalking time or Izubun time*
((Haha xD bless you @cudosmoonkira you’re the reason the blog is all sunshine and happy times here instead of gloomy. The existence of Izubun just made this blog 10 times happier! Thank you for bringing in Izubun!))
Decided to post a heads up on when exactly the preorders will be happening so rdy up your wallets until then! Keep in mind that preorder date might extend depending on how it goes~
EDIT: We going with blonde fatgum btw AND fixed Todoroki’s sample pic GUYS DUN WRY TODOROKI IS FINE sry bout dat
First become their friend, then be open and honest about your feelings! <3 works like a charm
How does one deal with feelings? Let me be more specific I have kind of ended up falling really hard for someone and I mean sure I have *ahem* loved people before, but something is just so different and now I finally understand what butterflies in your stomach and your heart does this word twisty thing means. I mean I kind of understood before,but this is a whole other level AND I CAN'T DEAL! I just want it to stop, but at the same time dear God I love them so much. Just pls help
((Uh… I honestly don’t know how to answer this question because I myself cannot deal with this kind of emotions. But usually I would come to terms that yes I like them very much and there’s nothing I can do. Either I wait for it to fade or if I’ve fallen bad. Then I would go do anything to make said person happy in anyway. Accepting the fact that you like them is much more easier than denying. The choice is for you to make whether or not do you pursue for them or not… Uh I’m a really bad advisor so pleasedon'tkillthemun??))
Everyone looked at Midoriya as if he did something scandalous.
Uraraka: Deku-kun! You’ve never told us you have a son! He looks so mini and just like you qAq! Precious!
M: I–
Iida: At such a young age too Midoriya-kun. Are you ready to be a father Midoriya-kun? The responsibility is quite heavy! But don’t worry I am willing to help you if you’re in need!!
M: He’s not–
Shouto: … *carries Izubun gently to which Izubun began to squeaked happily* …. Must… Protect… Please. You have to let me be his official guardian…