To help my followers in the states like me feel a little joy while we collectively live through a horror movie, here is my cat in a strawberry sweater.
Claire Keane

oozey mess

⁂
let's talk about Bridgerton tea, my ask is open
hello vonnie
Cosimo Galluzzi
Xuebing Du
occasionally subtle
Cosmic Funnies

Kaledo Art

Discoholic 🪩
cherry valley forever
tumblr dot com
$LAYYYTER

#extradirty
Lint Roller? I Barely Know Her
Mike Driver

roma★

titsay
Not today Justin

seen from United States

seen from Bosnia & Herzegovina

seen from Philippines
seen from United States
seen from United States
seen from Puerto Rico

seen from United States

seen from United States
seen from Türkiye

seen from United States
seen from United States

seen from Russia

seen from Malaysia
seen from United States

seen from United States

seen from Singapore
seen from United States

seen from Brazil

seen from United States
seen from United States
@ashsnake
To help my followers in the states like me feel a little joy while we collectively live through a horror movie, here is my cat in a strawberry sweater.
I’ve discovered that I am attracted to every woman ever but only attracted to two types of men. Big and Tall™️ or so pathetic they resemble a kitten soaked in the rain. There is no in between.
I forgot to grab my leftover lunch before the fridge clean out at work, so the custodians threw out my brand new bento box that I can’t buy again because the store is now sold out.
At least stick it in lost and found, guys. Please? Last week you tossed a supervisor’s battery pack. You’re making enemies.
I keep getting sick but here’s a photo of my cat.
Why is it that now that I’m in my mid twenties, my body has decided it hates me?
Finally got around to watching the Uzumaki anime and I have never been so excited and then so disappointed.
“Apparently my body has decided that sleeping too long means waking up with a migraine and I have never been more angry and annoyed.”
She is a princess and she is surrounded by pink. As she should be.
My rescue cat Callie came upstairs and sat in the sun for a little bit!!
“If you’ve never had a migraine before, just sit and appreciate that for a minute. Because they’re one of the worst things ever.”
"I don't know how well it actually works but... I think I saw something that says heat can help sometimes. I wouldn't mind helping if you ask."
Ojiro is in too much pain to be polite. As soon as it’s offered, he grabs Todoroki’s wrist and sets his classmate’s hand over his left eye.
“Yes please. If it gets worse I’ll have to miss training tomorrow.”
Well that happened a bit faster than he thought it would. But, like they promised, they were more than happy to help.
"Let's hope you don't have to. Keep my hand there as long as you need." He even warmed his palm a bit extra.
The warmth was enough to trigger Ojiro’s purring, his cheeks flushing a little with embarrassment. The relief it provided was more than enough for him to deal with the more strange aspects of his mutation and keep Todoroki’s hand where it was.
“Thanks for helping me. Try not to get concussions or you might get migraines too.”
“If you’ve never had a migraine before, just sit and appreciate that for a minute. Because they’re one of the worst things ever.”
"I don't know how well it actually works but... I think I saw something that says heat can help sometimes. I wouldn't mind helping if you ask."
Ojiro is in too much pain to be polite. As soon as it’s offered, he grabs Todoroki’s wrist and sets his classmate’s hand over his left eye.
“Yes please. If it gets worse I’ll have to miss training tomorrow.”
“If you’ve never had a migraine before, just sit and appreciate that for a minute. Because they’re one of the worst things ever.”
“I just rolled a joint. I bet you’re all jealous! Don’t be, though, it was my ankle.”
is this anything
had this audio saved for like weeks and finally got around to making the shitpost itself LMAO
i like seeing them laugh <3
"Alright, I'll bite: How much would any of you willing to pay to go on one date with me?"
“Two boxes of mango popsicles and four mini bottles of tajin?”
Ojiro/ @ashsnake said: Ojiro very obviously peeks over at his homeroom teacher, tip of his tail twitching and head tilted like a curious little puppy. He’s clearly trying to use his status as ‘least likely student to induce a migraine’ to his advantage. “Can I help Bakugo? I like cleaning.”
For the most part, Eraser had remained somewhat disgruntled at the events that had perspired hours before hand, though he had no intention on meddling in on the punishment he had served out to his student, Bakugo, he had remained in the common area for the most part of that evening, more so having an incline that some trouble may have been on the horizon once the other members of class 1-A had gotten wind of said situation. His tired gaze was soon pulled away from the cleaning blonde, settling on the approaching student, though his posture didn't shift, only his eyes rolled to acknowledge their presence. "Out of the question, all help offered towards Bakugo is denied and shall remain so, he is to reap the consequences of his actions independently." Of course this wasn't to say someone may pitch in a hand or two as and when Aizawa left the premises to see to his other responsibilities he was well aware that that scenario was more than likely.
The answer was expected, but Ojiro’s tail still drooped and he visibly deflated a little when he was so quickly and bluntly shot down.
“Strict as always, Mr. Aizawa.” He hummed, upper body draping over the back of the couch, fingers touching the seat beside his teacher.
He had no intentions of going back to his dorm. Not yet, anyway. It was still early and he had finished all his homework, so he didn’t want to spend the rest of the night alone.
“I think I’ll make some tea instead then. Do you want some, sir?” He asked, sitting back up. Who knew, maybe Bakugo would appreciate a warm drink after he finished cleaning for the night?
Ojirou nodded along as Katsuki explained, listening intently. It certainly sounded delicious. His stomach clenched and grumbled, Ojirou pressing a hand to his belly and giving an embarrassed little smile. It didn’t feel right asking for a portion of the new recipe, not when his classmate was clearly cooking to try and relax.
“I’ve never thought of using citrus on broccoli, but thinking about it, those flavors go well together. I’m sure it’ll turn out well.” He said, cocking his head like a curious little puppy.
Other than that small comment, Ojirou was silent, leaning against the wall with his water bottle clutched in his hands. His tail lazily swayed behind him, betraying how calming the quiet atmosphere was to him. Moments like this were rare in the dorms, so Ojirou tended to savor them when he could.
Katsuki was quiet was a few moments as he began to properly stir-fry the broccoli. He expertly tossed the broccoli into the air with a few hard nudges of the pan. With his other hand, he stirred the broccoli around until it was ready for the citrus seasoning.
As if sensing Ojirou's thoughts, he turned back around to look at his classmate. "I have enough for two portions if you want some." He was more willing to share his cooking with those in Class A than with a lot of other people.
He went to grab a bowl and a serving plate from the cabinets. After setting them on the counter, he deposited the cooked sea bass filets onto the plate. A few minutes later, he added the broccoli into a bowl.
"Just help me set a table," he added. They needed more dishware, napkins, and drinks.
Ojirou’s face lit up with a bright smile as Katsuki offered to share his meal. His tail started to wag, the blond setting his water bottle on the counter as he walked past Katsuki to open the cabinets and gather the dishes they’d need. As he got closer to his classmate, he was careful to put his tail over one shoulder so he wouldn’t hit Katsuki with it.
“Thank you for sharing, that’s really nice of you.” He chirped, gathering two plates, two sets of silverware, and two glasses. “Do you want something other than water to drink?”
Careful not to drop anything, Ojirou made his way to the nearest table and put everything in place, setting a napkin under each set of silverware. Once that was finished, he walked back to the kitchen and opened the fridge, taking out a bottle of apple juice to fill his own glass.