A hummingbird thought a man’s orange hat was a flower [x]

Iv never seen a hummingbird sit before lol

i wasn’t going to reblog until he sat 

HE SITS

Plomp

Dafuck is wrong with this here flower…

she is BETRAYED

Eisuke: I'm going to make you pay!

MC: *Gets cheque book and pen out.* How much?

Eisuke:

Soryu: You're going to need some protection.

MC: Don't worry, I'm on the pill.

Soryu:

Ota: You're going to be my muse.

MC: Which one? Thalia? Urania? Melpomene? Polyhymnia? Erato? Calliope? Clio? Euterpe? Terpsichore?

Ota:

Baba: My goal is to take something special of yours.

MC: Sorry, but I'm not a virgin.

Baba:

Mamoru: Here use this. *Hands you a handgun.*

MC: *Throws it away and grabs a water pistol.*

Mamoru: What are you doing?

MC: Watch and learn. *Shoots targets in the mouth with alcohol.* Now we wait until they get into their cars and arrest them for drink driving.

Mamoru:

Enjoy! Hope you guys like it! 🙂

Bidders about to do something illegal

Mc:

LOL, It’s never clearly states that Tatsuro was/is stalking MC. Just that in other routes, especially in Kenshi’s, his timing is too perfect. For example, when Kenshi is right about to confess and BAM, Tatsy comes and cockblocks. (ﾉಠ益ಠ)ﾉ︵ ┻━┻ AND HE DOES THIS TWICE. TWICE.

Also, in Takuto’s Mixer Substory, Takuto says: 

And it just kind of stayed with me. And is the foundation for this blog.

So, there is no actual evidence of stalking. But if Takuto says so, it’s canon to me. Play his route for the Tatsy love~ (ﾉ≧∀≦)ﾉ He’s such a qt3.14. He is so friendzoned, it hurts. But he’s so freaking dense sometimes I just want to punch him. ( ಠ益ಠ )

OMG HIS HANDS ARE HUGE!

Various Anime Boys: Being Told "I love you" For the First Time (Part 4!)

Full disclaimer about this part, this is a partial revision of the first part, I decided to go more in depth with the first few guys I did :) I will continue to revise the rest of the boys I did in the first part <3 Please enjoy!

Featured: Satoru Gojo, Dabi / Touya Todoroki, Giyuu Tomioka

Warnings: Dabi being a bit rude

~ Part 1 ~ ~ Part 2 ~ ~ Part 3 ~ ~ Part 5 ~

Satoru Gojo

(love of my life <3)

“Y/NNNNNNNNN. Let’s go do sooommmeeethinnnnngggg. This is boooooring.” Satoru whined, reclining on your couch.

“You’re the one who decided to come over when you knew damn well I’m working on my thesis, Satoru.” You replied, brows furrowed in concentration as you typed away at your desk. The deadline for your paper was fast approaching and you were stressed, to say the least. That much Satoru could tell.

He stretched himself out, long limbs dangling off the sides of the plush sofa. “Why d’you need to do this stuff anyway? All it does is stress you out n’ keep you away from me.”

You had been friends with Satoru for years now, having met him back when you worked at a cake shop. You had commented on how his spending there would finance your whole university tuition, and it had gone from there.

He was handsome, of course. But also funny, endearing, and so unbearably annoying. But he did have a heart of gold, you had to admit, and a very blunt manner of speaking to say the least. He didn’t mince words when it came to people he didn’t like, and that was something that you admired. He spent so much money on you, too; you couldn’t understand why. Satoru insisted that he was merely giving you what you deserved, but some of the gifts had been of the more sentimental and intimate variety, like the custom made locket necklace he had made for you, when you had mentioned your grandmother had one just like it.

Suffice it to say, you had feelings for him, strong ones. But a small part of you had doubts, which would creep up just when you had mustered the strength to tell him. Satoru Gojo was a beautiful, strapping young man, perfect in nearly every way. How could he ever see you as anything more than a friend?

You snorted. “If I don’t get this in I’ll fail and I’ll have to repeat the whole year, and that’ll set me back. I need to make something of myself, Toru.”

He rolled off the couch and strolled over to your desk, placing his hands on your shoulders. “What if you took a break though? Just for tonight? C’mon, I miss you.”

You looked over your shoulder to see glimmering big blue eyes peering at you, a soft pout on Satoru’s lips. “You’re such a child,” You sighed, but relented for now. After all, he was here and he was doing nothing but distracting you. And a break did sound nice. “Fine. What do you wanna do?” You asked, resting back in your desk chair.

“Something fun.”

“Like…?”

“Iunno, let’s go out! Let’s see what’s playing at the theatre or if they got my favourite cake back in stock at the shop!” He pulled you out of your chair, grinning.

“Oh, of course.” You rolled your eyes, but you did enjoy seeing him smile. He was annoying as hell, but you had to admit…it was kinda cute. You stood, going to grab your keys. “Or, we could go stock up on snacks, find some dumb movies, come back here and stay up til 4 AM.” You suggested with a smile. Satoru’s smile widened and he grasped your hand eagerly.

“Yes! You’re a genius, Y/N! Let’s go!” He started to pull you toward the door.

“Hah, I love you, Satoru, you dork.”

He froze in place, looking back at you with huge eyes. “Wha?”

You blinked. “What?”

“You said you love me.”

“I did?” You looked confused.

“Yeah, you did.” He turned and smooshed your cheeks in his palms. “Do you mean it? You’re not just pulling my leg, are you? ‘Cause that would be beyond cruel, Y/N. I have a heart too, y’know!”

You chewed on your lip, heat rising in your face. You did love him. He was an idiot, but you didn’t want him to be anyone else’s idiot. Slowly you nodded, placing a hand over one of his.

His blue eyes softened and he leaned in, resting his forehead against yours. “Tell me again.” He murmured.

“I love you, Satoru Gojo.” You replied in a whisper, your eyes half-lidded but still locked on his.

Without second thought his lips met yours and he kissed you tenderly, his fingers tucking through your hair. You swore you could hear his heart thudding in his chest. When he pulled away, hesitantly, he smiled and grabbed your hand again.

“Dunno if we’re gonna be watching all too much of the movies,” He said with a wiggle of his brows. “But we can still try, I’m a good multitasker.” He looked back at you, his grin widening. “And, in case it wasn’t obvious, Y/N, I love you, too. I always have.”

I screamed at Dabi's confession!

good morning to this photo of chris evans specifically

Holy shit.

Same here

Bruce Wayne x reader misquote #1

Bruce: I just killed someone.

You: Again?

Bruce:

Bruce: Your surprise flatters me. 

Fanfic Masterlist

This bitch would never be thinking bout hydra!Steve

Same

Doubt is a monster.

When I was in the darkest place of my life, being victimized, I doubted myself. Doubted it was real. Doubted that what was wrong was truly wrong.

When I found the voice to tell my sister, she asked me if I was sure. If I hadn't misinterpreted. When I told my mom, she didn't even acknowledge what I told her. They doubted me. Doubted what I was saying.

When I was looking for any sort of advice, I had no friends, so I went online. I was laughed at and sent nasty messages, told it wasn't a big deal. Doubt was there. Doubt of my side, of my feelings, of my experience.

Doubt was worse than what happened to me. It made me feel like a liar, like I was delusional, like I was lost.

And when something happens to us, we doubt that it's worth saying. That anyone will take it seriously. Doubt that what is happening is really that bad.

I just want y'all to know this isn't a place of doubt. It's a place of support. We do not doubt the voices of victims.

Wishing you a day as lovely as Seb's Tongue 👅 

Another day. Another attack. 🔥

Put it away!!

Doc Ock when he saw Tom Holland’s Spider-Man instead of Tobey