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bakugou just wants to appreciate a thick mama. like please. every single problem, insecurity, and mental issue he has ever had in his life will just melt away, if his cheeks were smushed in between some pillowy soft thighs while he rests his face on a mushy stomach. he would simply be complete.

just. bakugou stomping into your dorm room with his trademark cranky scowl, and it doesn't matter if you're on your bed or not, you are being picked up and thrown on it and he will crawl between your legs. you can physically see his face relax once he finally gets comfortable, it almost gets you flustered just how easily he relaxes in this position.

you are not moving for at least another hour. if you even try to move he is holding you in place. “ 'the hell do you think you're goin',” he mutters, eyes closed as he nuzzles his cheek into your thigh, and you have to resist groaning in annoyance because even though your legs are cramping, he looks so content and comfortable.

you finally convince him when you wince at the movement of his arms wrapped around your knees, and you're now on your side with his body cradled in between your legs as he shoves his face into your stomach. he's in heaven with your thighs still pressed into his side and your hands stroking his hair, and he knows he should get up at some point to go back to his dorm, but you've got him in a trance at this point.

he looks up after a while to see you've fallen asleep before him, which finally allows him to lull himself to sleep for real. he leaves a loving bite on the soft plush of your stomach, before he loses consciousness and falls asleep in the heaven of his girlfriend.

bakugou and his thick mamas..

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THIS SHIT RIGHT HERE IS WHERE ITS AT!! I PROMISE YALL!!

Eren w IslandBaddie!S/o (SFW)

Note: I’m working on a ChubbyBlackFem island baddie fic and these are just a few of the headcanons that have been tickling my brain so here we go 😁

-Teach him how to cuss in Patois, baby boy will love you forever

-His favorite cuss words are “skunt”, “pussyclaat”, “raashole,” and Eren’s triple combo is ✨“bumbo-pussy-raasclaat,”✨

-No, he’s never heard anybody use it before🤣 Eren literally sits and smashes all the words he’s heard S/o use until he gets a combination he likes

-s/o thinks his mouth is wickeda than hers and she’ll die on that hill 😭

-Don’t start showing Eren waistline cause then he’s gonna wanna fuck

-It’s the worst when s/o just wants to have fun and enjoy herself so she gives him a sweet, small, teeny, eensy bitsy whine and Eren’s all over her, dick print pressing on her ass

-The amount of quickies they’ve had in public is embarrassing 🙄

-He’s never had fruit from the tropicals before, so imagine Erens fascination with mangoes🤤

-Peels it with his teeth like a real yaardie and S/o knows he’ll eat like 5 mangos in a sitting so she buys them in bulk

-Eren eats his mangos like he eats his pussy, I’m talking sucking all the meat clean off the bone, bitchhh😫💕

-Eren’s mango seeds are chalk white and bald headed, that’s how much he really likes mangoes

-S/o wants a baecation and It’s Eren’s idea to go to S/o’s home country for a week

-Immediately regrets it cause the mosquitoes are eating his ass up and Eren hogs the bug repellent the entire trip but S/o doesn’t mind it cause she’s used to mosquitoes

-Eren wants to see all the beaches and historical sights and even though s/o grew up there she’s eager to explore with him cause it was never something she could of did as a child

-They collect shells and rocks from the beaches and it’s childish but they build a sandcastle together too

-Eren gets frustrated when the little windows he’s making with his fingers don’t look right

-It’s mostly Eren building the sandcastle and S/o supplies the water and the sand but it’s fun to watch Eren be so determined

-Of course Eren’s posting his sandcastle on insta, snap, Tiktok- everyone’s gonna see and acknowledge his hard work 👏🏻today👏🏻

-y’all already know Eren had to hit his baby girl with the pro camera when she wanted those beach pics and he understands the assignment 👏🏾✍🏻📝

-Hypes his baby girl up, tells her to keep posing and doesn’t show her any pictures until their done and s/o feels so pretty and she’s wearing a smile in each picture

-The night scene is just as exhilarating as all of the festivals and Eren wants to go every single night and they surf all the clubs in the area, popping in and out of parties with their bottles and flags

-Eren never knew he liked steel pan music until he’s heard it and it makes him feel oddly happy and S/o’s more than happy to dance with him

-It’s not passionate dancing, just laughing, giggling, moving with each other, vibing each other and being stuck in the moment and it’s a memory Eren and S/o will remember forever- even if they breakup

-Eren’s tan, but he gets even more tan with all the sunlight and S/o teases him about it but she low key likes it cause the golden brown tint to his skin definitely made fat ma purr

-There’s this coconut stand at the market that Eren’s obsessed with cause they cut the coconut up in front of you with a cutlass and S/o has to shush him when he starts asking if he can hold the big knife 😒

-Eren doesn’t use a straw when he drinks the coconut water, like he just drives the boat

-Doesn’t eat the coconut jelly, hates it for some reason and S/o finishes his coconuts for him

-It’s so easy to get weed in the Caribbean and Eren abuses the low currency exchange the entire time 🤣🤙🏻

-He’s smacked the entire trip, eating mangoes to amplify his high and S/o never refuses the blunt when he passes it so it’s just ✨vibes✨ the whole time

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This is so cute bro🥺 mbn😔

“I Got You”Erenxblackfem!Reader

Warning: Angst, Fluff, Mentions of domestic abuse

Note: This is my first time writing angst so it’s safe to assume it’s not so hot as my smut skills so go easy guys lol💓😢

“What happened?” Is all Eren could ask himself as he thought about the way Y/n hurt him, the way she ripped his heart out when she left him, bruised and bloody. The way she sobbed when she ran from him, battered and terrified. He still didn’t know what happened, he still didn’t have an answer when Y/n came home and he really saw what he had done to her face. The guilt was so much he couldn’t breathe, having to repeatedly swallow to get the knot out of his throat.

“I don’t wanna hate you,” Y/n’s voice is so small and gentle as she fiddles with her nails, avoiding the eyes she once loved getting lost in. “I don’t wanna love anybody else…”

Eren’s taking her in, regret bubbling in his stomach and his heart prickling with pain. He reaches for her and the way Y/n flinches away from his touch hurts more than words can say. “Y/n…” Eren gets on his knees and wraps his arms around her waist, burying his face in her belly so she can’t see him cry. “I’m sorry. Fuck, I’m so, so sorry.”

Eren’s smell, his touch and his tears kissing her skin makes her lip quiver as she holds Eren. She pushes Eren’s chocolate hair back, tears wetting his forehead as she caresses the parts of his face that wasn’t pressed to her belly. Y/n wished it wasn’t like this, she wished her heart and mind weren’t so viciously at war with one another. The way she loved her man was unconditional, so why was she scared of him? “I’m sorry too,”

“Come home,” Eren pleaded, thumbs rubbing soft circles into her hips as he looked up at her with those beautiful green and gold eyes. “Please, come home.” The way he hugs her tighter when she doesn’t answer, pressing his face into her tummy again makes her heart jump.

Fuck, Y/n never wanted to see that side of Eren again. The side of him that glared fire into her soul after she popped on him. The cold feeling of fear that seeped into her, drowning out her own anger as everything inside of her screamed for her to run. The way her body hurt and her will to fight fizzled and died out when he beat her to an inch of her life. Y/n pushes those thoughts and feelings away as she says “Okay,” She thinks about all the good memories they made together and how much she loves her man. “I’ll come home,”

Eren knew he wasn’t the best boyfriend and he wished he would have listened when she screamed her heart out, he wished he would have took more time with her, he wished he could go back to the times when he would come home and she’d run to him like a puppy, eyes wide with so much love he felt as if he couldn’t believe she actually existed. Now whenever she looked at him and he looked at her, she always looked away. She never used to look away. Looking into her eyes made her blush and smile, it drew her in to him until they were one and he loved her until she was crying happy tears.

Eren caught himself wondering if it was worth it, fighting for this damaged relationship when Y/n wouldn’t even kiss him when she returned home. She wouldn’t even let him touch her. Sex was the only thing that made it feel like they were together anymore. It’s not like Eren could bring himself to touch her with this ugly feeling crawling up from the cracks in his soul when he thought back to all Y/n had done. It’s not like he didn’t deserve it, he wasn’t innocent in all of this. He felt sick every time he saw Y/n avoiding him around the house, her face bearing the manifestation of his anger and Eren mourns the loss of the woman he remembers being so fervently in love with. It’s all my fault, Eren told himself over and over again, It’s all my fault.

He was her best friend, he is her best friend and Y/n couldn’t help the sadness that envelops her and makes her cry when she looks in the mirror and remembers the night she fought her best friend.That type of sadness doesn’t go away, she has to lug it around all day and she knows if she sees him she’ll cry and god, she doesn’t even think she has anymore tears left to cry. But she always cries, always always cries when she sees him and he sees her. Eren doesn’t see her cry though, but he hears it after she locks herself away in their bedroom.

“Why am I even here?” Y/n asks herself every day. “Why?” They were supposed to be trying, for the sake of their relationship and the love they had for one another but they weren’t. Weeks would pass, Y/n would heal, Eren would spiral and not a word would pass between them. Eren was staying out longer, smoking more and Y/n’s sadness grew deeper and deeper and all she could ask herself was “Why?”

She realizes why when she finds Eren so smoked out he can’t even move the morning after he left her alone all night. He’s thrown up all over himself and there’s nothing there when she finally stares into the orbs of the man she loves. Something inside of her shifts and Y/n’s strong, she doesn’t care about the past or the future all she cares about is making sure he’s okay.

“I got you,” Y/n pulls Eren upright by his arms and somehow manages to get him off of the floor. “Come on, me and you, Eren,” She huffs, trying to ignore the smell as she set to work supporting his limp body. Eren groans and mumbles something about him being okay when she starts to move, pulling and carrying him towards the bathroom. Eren’s not so far gone that he can’t remember and he’s trying to walk on his own, stumbling over his own feet and groaning aloud when Y/n shakes him up trying to adjust his weight so she can take another step forward.

“Just a little more,” Y/n grunts, slamming into the wall under Eren’s weight when he slumps on her, his head hurting too much to coordinate his feet. “Come on Baby, we got this!” Y/n pushes off of the wall and surges forward. The vomit fell on her skin and clogged up her nose and she knew they had to hurry up or else she’d throw up next- then they’d both be fucked.

When they reached the bathroom door, Y/n teeters a bit shifting Eren’s weight a little so she could kick the door open. When they’re in the bathroom, Y/n lets Eren hold onto her shoulders as she works to take his putrid clothes off and she does so in silence, listening to Eren’s breathing. All she could do is offer him help and care, she didn’t wanna think about anything else other than that.

“In the shower, baby.” Y/n says, hand on his back as she guides Eren towards the shower. “I got you, I got you,”She hums when he’s moaning and holding onto her, eyes shut tight as she sits him in the tub. “Aww, I know, I know,” She coos as she turns on the water, making sure it's nice and hot before she pulls the tap and turns on the shower.

Eren looks and feels so small in her hands as she washes him up real good. The warm water sobers Eren up a little and he’s calm, staring as you rub his every crease and crevice down with a soapy wash rag. Y/n feels him staring and she can’t believe she’s blushing, realizing this was the first time she’s touched his body in a long time. His hair smells kinda funky so you hit it with some of your Carol's Daughter shampoo, massaging his scalp before going in with some conditioner. The way Eren hums with his eyes closed, leaning into your touch makes Y/n feel butterflies blooming in her tummy and you’re really gentle when you rinse his hair out.

Y/n can’t help kissing his head and inhaling the vanilla scent of his clean hair when she’s done, pressing her lips against his hair and holding her lips there for a long time before parting with a loud smooch. Eren tilts his head up, eyes trailing up your chin to your mouth, nose and finally locking onto your brown eyes.

“Why are you helping me?” His eyes flit away from your own, looking downwards. “After everything…”

Y/n doesn’t have an answer right then so she shakes her head and reaches to turn off the shower. Eren stands there, shivering, eyes on your back as you leave the bathroom. He doesn’t think she’s coming back and moves to get out of the shower by himself when Y/n reappears with a towel and bathrobe on either arm.

“Come on, babe.” You soothe as you shake the robe out and drape it around Eren’s strong shoulders. Eren shrugs the robe on and lets out a sigh, feeling the warmth around him. Y/n throws the towel on his head and stands on her tippy toes to massage the towel on top of his hair, trying to dry it a little so he doesn’t get sick.

The way Y/n holds his hands and gently guides him out of the shower makes Eren feel weird inside. After everything, why now? Why did she start acting like she cared now? He doesn’t know the answer to that but feels shitty for even asking a question like that. He was lucky you were even talking to him, lucky you were even touching him.

Y/n see’s he’s more coherent so she wriggles her fingers on his head a little more, making sure there is no more water dripping before she pulls the bathrobe tight around his neck. “You think you can make it to the bedroom without me?”

Eren nods, taking in her pretty face. She healed nicely, only the outlines left where bruises used to be. God, Eren still feels so guilty for hurting her and the way it eats him up inside is more than enough retribution. Eren knows it’s stupid to move so fast, he knows he’s risking ruining everything Y/n had built in the last 30 minutes but he just has to kiss her. He has to take your face in his hands and close his eyes as he presses a kiss to your big soft lips. Y/n closes her eyes too and leans into the kiss. It wasn’t a wet kiss, more of a very long peck cause Eren just presses his lips to your own and it’s quite nice.

When the kiss is over Y/n watches as Eren slowly leaves the bathroom, his leg still kinda wobbly. When he rounds the corner and disappears Y/n sighs and holds her face in her hands. The deep feelings she had for Eren were resurfacing and they hit her like a truck. For some stupid reason she kept remembering the first time they met and it made her tummy flutter. You didn’t even know if the tears that dripped down your cheeks were happy or sad tears but fuck it, you had to be strong for him right now.

Y/n slapped her hands against her cheeks to ground herself before she moved. It wasn’t easy, should it have been easy? Scrubbing vomit off of the floor? It wasn’t easy with the shuddering, gagging, putrid stench and the way it looked- so orange and red and chunky- had her wondering what in heaven's name did Eren eat? A sigh heaved from her lips as she fell back to sit on her calves, eyes closing as she inhaled the cleanly scent of the bleach. She used the back of her wrist to nudge the frills of her pink bonnet back off of her forehead before she tossed the rag in the mop bucket and clambered to her feet.

Y/n’s tired, it’s so early she doesn’t hear any commute outside and the birds chirp their song so clearly to all who would stop and listen. It’s calming, gives her something to hum along with while she cooks breakfast. Breakfast was usually just take out nowadays, if she didn’t order it Eren would and he’d leave it on the table for her. Even though she hadn’t cooked in a minute she did it with such precision and care, even if it was just some weirdly shaped pancakes and scrambled eggs.

Eren feels so heavy when she wakes him up, hand stroking brown hair back from his face. Eren opens his eyes and his view only comes into focus when her thumb strokes the skin between his eyebrows and trails back up his forehead. “I cooked pancakes,” Y/n Says, stroking his forehead until his eyes are searching her own.

Eren takes a deep breath and sighs, heaving his aching body up to lean against the headboard. Y/n reaches out and moves the covers up to his belly before she puts the bed tray across his lap. Eren looks down at the syrupy pancakes and his lips crack something that looked like it could be a smile when he saw that the top pancake looked something like a crooked heart.

“Hah,” His voice is hoarse from sleep when he says “Cute.”, eyes flitting up to Y/n then the pancakes again.

Y/n rolls her eyes and nods her head. “Well, eat. You need me to feed you or somethin’?”

Eren reaches out and fixes her bonnet, pulling the askew pink cloth up to cover the black headscarf she used to lay her edges. Y/n lets him, her body getting hot under his gentle touch. When Eren leans against the headboard he answers her.

“If you want to,” He says and his frame sinking a bit as he relaxes. He twiddles his thumbs in his lap under the bed tray as he takes his woman in, admiring the way the sunlight makes her glow.

Oh Y/n wants to. She wants to very much but she tries not to look too happy when she cuts a bite of pancake and offers it to him. Eren sees the happiness dancing in her eyes as he eats her cooking. She hadn’t cooked for him in a long time and it was as delightful as the first time.

Y/n feeds him until he’s full and holds the cup steady while he drinks the warm orange juice she insists will make him feel better. Eren’s getting tired as she uses a warm rag to wipe his face and neck. pretty brown eyes so concentrated as she makes sure everywhere is clean. Y/n leaves after that and he’s sure she’s not coming back so he falls into a doze but it doesn’t last long because Y/n does come back with some Vaseline.

“What the fuckkk, Y/n,” Eren groans as she massages his face with the grease, using her thumbs to rub under his eyes before she puts some more on his lips.

“It’s okay,” Y/n hums as she finishes up, smiling when Eren’s shiny face scrunches up. “I got you,”

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The way this world just gets sadder and sadder

houston police shot a one-year-old baby in the head. his name is Legend Smalls. he's been in the ICU for two weeks.

here is an article on the story and a link to donate to his mom, Daisha. she is suing HPD and needs help covering Legend's hospital bills.

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Don't stop saying their names EVER

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🥺💞 much love to the friends I made on here

Reblog if no matter if you have 50,000 or 50 followers, you appreciate every single one. Reblog if you appreciate the messages you get, whether it's 100 or 1. Reblog if a little smile comes across your face everytime you see a new follower or message. Reblog if even though most of us aren't tumblr famous, we appreciate the little things.

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This is so cute🥺🥺 I love this sm

➴what do they do for your birthday feat. izuku midoriya, ejirou kirishima, hitoshi shinsou

Izuku Midoriya

Midoriya plans your birthday to a T. It is on his calendar every year and he has notifications on, a month before so he can start planning. When it comes to Midoriya, he really wants you to have a great birthday and will take all your interests into account when planning.

As much as Midoriya loves you, the night right before your birthday is reserved for sleeping. He will gaze down at you lovingly at midnight, pressing a kiss on your forehead, mumbling a tender happy birthday to you. The two of you would cuddle a bit, kissing you the number of times you were turning until he fell asleep.

When the day finally hits, he’ll pepper kisses all across your face to get you up. The two of you would get dressed and eat breakfast together. The day would be fairly relaxed, watching your favorite show in his arms together and spending much-needed time with one another, until night hits.

Midoriya will play it off that he has to go into the agency office to get something, which isn’t exactly a lie, and offers it if you want to join him. When you say yes, the two of you would head over only to pop into the floor of his office to see a candle-lit dinner, a gift placed right next to it. He’d smile at you telling you how hard it was to keep this a secret before urging you two to sit and eat. Looking down at the window to see the whole city. Midoriya knows there’s nothing like the view in his agency. Being the number one agency has its perks.

The gift he’d get you would be more personable, something to remind you how much he loves you and is happy to have you a part of his life.

Ejirou Kirishima

Kirishima is so bad when it comes to birthdays. He just cannot keep a secret for the life of him when it comes to parties. He just gets so excited and it seems to blurt out, which is why he employed his friends to plan the party for him. Kirishima would be in the dark as much as you are about the party, only knowing what he’s gonna get you as a gift.

The two of you would have an eventful day, traveling across the metropolitan area on bikes. As soon as you opened the doors, light emitted from everywhere as you saw your friends cheering happy birthday to you. Kirishima would start grinning from ear to ear and wrap his arms around you, nuzzling your cheek into his.

You’d have everything you wanted there—favorite cake, great music, people you enjoy hanging out with, and more. Bakugou might just cut a piece of cake for himself first as “payment” for helping set the whole thing up.

As you two got tired, everyone would eventually leave. The two of you wouldn’t worry about cleaning up at the moment, just enjoying one another on the couch. Seeing you asleep in his arms would just make the man feel soft, as he’d whisper out one last birthday wish to you.

Kirishima’s gifts are more adventurous and fun. Whether it’s a plane ticket to a travel destination you always wanted to go to or finding a niche store that sells clothing you absolutely love—being with Kirishima is such a great time.

Hitoshi Shinsou

Shinsou is probably the most relaxed when it comes to birthdays. He thinks it’s just a normal day, but would still want you to feel special in some parts. Big parties just aren’t his thing either, he prefers to be with you alone.

On the night of your birthday, Shinsou would pick up a personalized cake for you. A small one decked out in all your favorite things and with your favorite flavors from a great bakery, he knows you liked. As soon as 12 AM hits, Shinsou would walk into the bedroom with the candles on and reveal it to you.

The two of you would eat cake in bed, watching late-night shows, horror movies, or bad comedies you can’t help but make fun of. In the morning, Shinsou actually wakes up at a decent hour to make your favorite breakfast and hand you your actual gift. He is always entertained by your reaction.

The rest of the day would just be you two relaxing with one another. He’d definitely take you out if you prefer to be shopping or exploring your favorite places and take you out to dinner at one of your local faves.

Shinsou will always get you exactly what you want. It’s almost as if he’s reading your mind, but he just knows you that well. If you ask him what he got you before, this man will never cave in. He likes keeping you on your toes after all.

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Let em' know boo😌 and that's on gorilla glue

LISTEN UP EVERYONE

*Before I start, If you know me, you know that I don’t do that sugarcoating shit and I tell it how it is regardless if it comes out as mean or not*

It has come to my attention that writers (especially POC ones) are constantly being harassed/threatened by people/anons. Unfortunately, those people are very immature and insecure about themselves and will go above and beyond to shoot others in the foot.

To my fellow poc writers (or to all writers in general)

Stop going to these people’s accounts and leaving them shit. You giving them exactly what they want, and that is a reaction. Stop wasting your damn time and do something productive for your blog. Don’t tire your fingers out trying to type a whole ass paragraph for them to completely ignore or put it out of context. Be the mature human being that some of y’all are and don’t even respond. All that cursing and tagging them in other shit is petty and childish especially if your 18 and up and still doing that shit.

As a person who has been getting a lot of harassment (death threats and racial slurs included) since all of last year, my replies were either nothing at all (delete/block) or respectful regardless of what they said to me. Why? It’s because I stay the mature person that I am and not let them get to me. and I sure as hell don’t give them a negative reaction either. We need more people like this and not the people who express their irritation/anger or “unbotheredness” to the immature anons/people. You literally get nowhere that way. Again, you’re giving them what they want which is a reaction. They’re lost souls in the abyss of hatred and everything negative. Don’t do it, don’t stress/anger yourself. It’s not worth it, trust me.

DO NOT GIVE THEM A REACTION

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This is so cute🥺🥺

to you, to the world, to my love (you’re all three)

synopsis: midoriya has always had too much love to give in a world that loved to take. you’re just hoping that he has enough left for you in the end.

pairing: midoriya izuku x reader

genre: fluff with a touch of angst

warnings: some insecurity

word count: 2.5k

notes: happy valentine’s day, everyone! this is my contribution for the pocuties server collab, based off the greek types of love, of which i had the honor of receiving izuku and decided upon agape  please help yourself to the box of chocolates they’re offering for valentine’s, there’s a wide selection of chocolates handmade by talented creators, so i’m sure you’ll find something to your taste! tbh i only managed to finish this fic because i was watching chan’s valentine’s vlive and i was in a super soft mood ;3;

extra: agápe - the ancient greek concept of selfless, universal love.

“Making his debut in the pro hero scene, Pro Hero Deku is blazing a trail straight out of UA—”

“—Pro Hero Deku solved an astounding 30 cases in the past month—”

“Deku’s popularity is skyrocketing, rivaling that of—”

“Hero Deku—”

“Deku—”

“Pro Hero Deku has swept the hero rankings to come out on top as Number 1!”

With a resolute ‘click’ of the remote, the reporters’ overlapping voices cut off as the TV screen faded away, your lonely reflection staring back at you from the blank screen. You, curled up on your empty couch, in your empty apartment with the clock striking what should have been dinner. The TV was only there in an attempt to drown out the crushing silence, the white noise—hellbent on filling the space his presence had left—was deafening.

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Beautiful just beautiful 😍😍😍

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Mary showed me how to be a professional singer with a baby. She was an excellent mother. She had that baby on her hip and she could still do The Supremes swirl. -Susaye Green

Mary had a beautiful harmony voice with a great deal of warmth to it. She fit so well with Florence and me. - Diana Ross

Rest in Peace, Mary Wilson (March 6, 1944 - February 8, 2021)

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Update:

They think I have late stage Addison’s disease.

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1st of February, 2021

i was debating on whether or not i should post this on tumblr but seeing as there haven’t been posts about this yet, here it is. i’m exposing my real location and nationality but it doesn’t matter.

if you have been active on twitter, you may already know #savemyanmar is trending. long story short, there has been a military coup. several nations have released statements but i want to share insight on what’s happening in the country.

memes about a coup have been circulating around for a couple days and when i slept at 2 am last night, we were still under the rule of the National League for Democracy (NLD). while they are not technically democratic, they are the closest we’ve got. when my mother woke up at 6 this morning, she was notified that the country was now under the rule of the military.

banks services are no longer available. wifi was cut at around 7-8. some people got wifi again earlier but many got it barely thirty minutes ago. this is bad for businesses especially ones that require international communications. additionally, international students like myself are experiencing anxiety; how do we pay for and attend classes if we’re not sure wifi is a given?

myanmar has a long, complicated history with military governments. the last time the military went into rule was in 1962 and only stopped in 2011, following the 2010 elections. there was a huge protest in 1988 lead by students that resulted in lots of death. during the military junta, resources like rice, water, oil, were scarce. the gist is military rule is bad for us.

all of my followers are not myanmar citizens, i’m sure but as part of the international community, please help us. here is a petition that you can sign (although i’m not sure if that can do much). there may be protests in front of myanmar embassies so look out for those. most of all, please help spread awareness. 

the people here are coping with dark humor, primarily in the form of memes but we don’t know how long this rule will last, even though the official statement said only a year. here’s something that pretty much sums up our coping mechanism:

again, even a reblog helps

update :: all telecommunication means will be cut off at 12 am MMT

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i love when ppl find out soul eater takes place in nevada

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just in case these hate anons are acting up- much love to you queen 😩👋🏾👋🏾. you obviously don’t need my assistance as you have it handled but just wanted to put a positive note in a group that might be ugly. also please tell me your hc’s for haru- homeboy looks might fine 🧍🏾‍♀️🏃🏽‍♀️.

Aww thank u! I love you too babe😭❤️ and sure thing! Feel free to send in more Haru Requests👀

ASKBOX OPEN!!!

He’s 6’7!!👀

He may or may not have dated one of the class 1A students (i want y’all to guess and tell me who u think in the comments 😏)

His quirk is called Mother Nature and it’s very similar to Poison Ivy’s powers.

He is NOT a vegetarian or a vegan. (He’s tried this once and he felt really guilty for some reason 🥺)

Like a plant, his “leaves” (hair) Grows A LOT in the Spring/Summer but sheds in the Fall/Winter. Don’t worry, he doesn’t get bald he just has really short hair like overhaul short.

He constantly has to drink water. (More than the average person due to his plant based quirk.)

He can get very sensitive/emotional at times so be ready for that lol

When he was younger he was constantly bullied for being chubby and “gullible”. (Poor bby🥺)

He’s really sweet yet very reserved due to his past.

He turns into an entirely different person when someone is littering, destroying nature per say.

YES he can produce poison, but he only uses it against someone if it’s the last option.

He’s Blaisan!!💕

His room is filled with plants and he rarely get sick because of his special plants and herbs!

Low key confident in his body (80% of the time he’s shirtless👀🙈)

Has plant vine tattoos starting from the back of his neck all the way down to his tailbone

From a scale from 1-10 of how rough he can get with you or others either in the hero field or in private I would say 8.5👀

He spoils you A LOT like I’m talking about gifts, taking you out on fun and romantic dates, etc.

He really enjoys cooking! His mamma taught him🤧💕

He would love to start a family with you! He wants a big family so prepare yourself please I’m begging you😳🙏🏾

He enjoys styling your hair and giving you massages

KISSING IS HIS LOVE LANGUAGE!!!! He just really loves kissing you everywhere

My man knows how to dress periodt! 💅🏾✨

He only wore a apron and a maid outfit for you on your birthday.😳

You can easily scare this man like damn. Lol

He prefers to call a chubby/thick person fluffy cuz why not.

Tends to cal his S/o “My love.” And “Cutie pie”

Haru’s most iconic line:

“You’re the most beautiful flower in my garden.”