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musk is going to die in a Tesla explosion in 6 months after sticking his nose where it doesn't belong and we will never get a conclusive answer on whether it was a CIA car bomb or just a normal Tesla malfunction
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Bakugou: *is carrying all the groceries*
Kirishima: *holds out hand to help*
Bakugou: *aggressively moves all the groceries to one hand to hold Kirishimaās hand*
jo imagine watching bakugou get increasingly frustrated at a simple task and telling him ājeez katsuki, donāt get your knickers in a twist.ā i think heād flip a table
Itād be like that moment it takes him to process the words, like he stills, you can see his brows furrow as he processes the words. Trying to confirm he really did just hear you say that, and thenā rage.
Bakugou is 100% the petty guy that retorts with the exact same insult you used, ādonāt get your knickers in a twist.ā *pout pout pout*
i am a private person who doesnāt like talking about their life but who also compulsively overshares at any given opportunity. hope that helps
Your best is what you can do without harming your mental and physical health, not what you can accomplish when you disregard it.
Deku: I'm making myself an omelette
Deku: *flips the omelette*
Deku:
Deku: I'm making myself scrambled eggs
Just. Just a bkdk AU in which they both share humiliating childhood stories of each other to their classmates and it turns into a fucking competition because ofc it does. They end up yelling at each otherās face a wedding proposal but well, thatās normal.
imagine if the way it happens is like, totally unintentional too. like they're in the middle of class waiting for the teacher and bakugou leans back in his seat and snorts
bakugou: remember when you proposed to me when we were 4, shitty nerd? you had a bouquet and everything too
deku, blushing: WELL remember when you said yes?
bakugou, now ALSO blushing: WELL REMEMBER when you HELD an engagement party in the middle of our SCHOOL PLAYGROUND?
deku, still not done: WELL REMEMBER WHEN YOU ASKED MY MOM FOR HER BLESSING??
bakugou, ALSO still not done dear god stop them: WELL REMEMBER WHEN YOU ASKED MY FUCKIN DAD TO OFFICIATE????
freckled tomato: YEAH. OKAY. I DO REMEMBER!
spiky tomato: FUCK YOU! I REMEMBER TOO!
deku:
bakugou:
deku:
bakugou:
class 1-A watching:
aizawa at the doorway:
nezu observing through the cctv:
kohei horikoshi:
deku: so since we never actually made it to the wedding do you wannaā
Donāt invite me anywhere last minute I enjoy doing nothing so I need to know ahead of time if my plan to do nothing needs to be changed
This is legit and people donāt realize it.
āhey what are you doing?ā ānothingāĀ āoh great! so you are avaliab-ā āno you donāt understand. Iām doing nothing.āĀ
Iām doing nothing. Actively. Itās important.
This is essential nothing Iām doing.
WHEN THE COOKIE CRUMBLES. | I.MIDORIYA.
Źā”É SYNOPSIS:Ā following a series of unfortunate events, misunderstandings and years of pining after your pro hero friendā all it takes is one batch of cookies ān cream frosting for the two of you to finally get together.
Źā”É PAIRING:Ā izuku midoriya x fem!reader.
Źā”É WC: 16.3K.
Źā”É RATED:Ā mature, 18+, mdni.
Źā”É GENRE: pro hero!au, bakery!au, angst, fluff + smut.
Źā”É CW: please read !Ā mutual pining, brief panic attack, heavy smut, soft sex ( characters aged up to twenties ), heavy food play!kink, praise!kink, unprotected sex ( wrap it before you tap it, kids ), fingering ( female receiving ), guided masturbation, exhibitionism, virginity loss, cumplay.
Źā”É A/N: Ā hi loves!! im FINALLY posting this belated b-day fic for deku! this was a part ofĀ @rat-zukiāsĀ Ā the deku agenda escapes no-one collab.Ā thank you annie for letting me take part!! sorry this was so late ān be sure to check out everyone elseās works!! ily guys, i missed writing for deku so i hope you enjoy!Ā
Źā”É masterlist | requests | kofi
thereĀ are three three key stages to baking a cake. the dry ingredients, the wet ingredients and the all important frosting on top.
there are three key stages to anything really; a failed relationship, a breakdown over school or workā and even life itself. a beginning, a middle and an end. childhood, the weird teenage years where you tell your mother itās not just a phase and that you really are destined to marry whatever idol you had hanging on the back of your bedroom doorā¦and then finally; adulthood. the confusing cesspool of responsibilities, like taxes and groceries mixed with proper adult emotions and scenarios that didnāt allow you to throw a hissy fit when something didnāt go the way you plannedā¦
at least thatās what society would tell you.
you would argue that you never quite made it to adulthood, the kind age of twenty three not quite visible in your smile lines just yet; especially with the youthful round off to the shape of your face. you hadnāt followed the correct rite of passage into being a grown adult eitherā having dropped out of college three years shy of graduating to pursue your real, yet childlike dream of owning a bakery. as it turned out, the IT degree your mother had bestowed upon you wasnāt really your thing and as the responsible adult she was; she had thrown a fit about you dropping out, although your father and step mom had been more than willing to support you. hitoshi shinsou, your best friend, followed you in pursuing your career tooā something about a stupid childhood pact that meant wherever you went, he would follow.
your quaint little bakery tucked away in the cosiest of street corners in downtown musutafu had been the creme de la creme of your life thus far; business booming when you first took off, aged twenty, and has been keeping yours and shinsouās heads afloat ever since. with your grandmotherās recipe book tucked under your arm, customers travelled from near and far to try the wondrous goods of the cookie crumble bakery ( a name that took you and your purple haired companion half a bottle of vodka to create ).
it didnāt matter where people were from or what burdens they carried on their shoulders when walking into your humble bakeryā all that they knew was the welcoming scent of warm manuka honey and freshly baked breadāfree of judgement to ease their souls. grownups became children again, finding solace in classic childhood treats like battenberg cakes and jammy dodgers while teenagers became mature on their first dates; treating one another to a slice of romance in the form of red velvet cakes to share with that weekās allowance. parents became heroes to their children with gapped-toothed smiles when treating them to your healthy, low-sugar goodies that wouldnāt rot through the rest of their teeth while pro heroes became civilians; relaxed and at ease.
yes, pro heroes.
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The way I wiggled in my chair reading this. I knew I was in for a treat!!!
Let me tell you, this is something you need to sit down and read when you have time to concentrate on it because it deserves your full attention.
Also, thanks to you, Miss Aali, I will now only be referring to my pussy as āthe treasure locked between my thighsā
Kirishima: Wash the dishes, will you?
Bakugo: I WILL WASH THE WALLS RED WITH THOSE VILLAINS' BLOOD!
Kirishima: Sure, after you wash the dishes.
Kirishima: Also, use soap this time.
Adoration | Bakugou Katsuki x Reader
ā”ŃĻĻ Ī¹Ī· ŃŠ½Ń Ļιηк, ĻĪ·Ń Ī¹Ī· ŃŠ½Ń кιηк: Š²Ī±ŠŗĻ gĻĻ + Ļιηк Ā¢Ļ Š¼ā”
Love is in the air~ Happy Valentineās Day guys! Here is my contribution to The Sewerās Valentineās collab!
Please go and check out all the other amazing creators here!
Warnings: 18+, princess plug, pink cum, ass play, rimming, pegging, creampie, cum swapping, bratty bottom Bakugou.
Word Count: 6.7k
Valentineās Day was never really one of your favourite holidays. Sure, you loved the premise of dedicating a special day to show the person you love how much youāre thankful for them and enjoying the opportunity to exchange gifts and cards. Hopeful that youād receive a massive bouquet of roses that you could use to make your friends jealous, but of course these feelings meant nothing when you were single. Valentines Day when you were single became an instant reminder of just how alone you were, a day that you would treat like any other just so you could avoid that feeling.
That was at least, until you met your boyfriend. Now you found yourself wanting to experience these new things alongside him, especially when Valentineās Day would no longer be Single Awareness Day. Fully immersing yourself into the celebrations, as each year you discussed an elaborate plan with him to celebrate the now special day, and each year he would find a way to let you down. Each year you had the same argument, chastising him for not booking Valentines Day off when every couple you knew would be celebrating today, with Bakugou completely adamant that this year would not be āthe yearā he would start celebrating this day.
Bakugou adored you with his entire being, his love for you running deeper than that of anything else, even maybe being the Number One Pro-Hero, but this? This was one thing he wouldnāt do for you.
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Good Boy | Bakugo x Fem!Reader
Anon Request:Ā āOk but... imagine a sub bakugo fucking himself with a vibe, moaning ur name n shit, and then you walk in and decide to help him? Sucking his dick a bit maybe? pegging him afterwards w/ lots of praise and then the next morning everyone sees the hickeys on his neck and wonder where tf he got them from and ur just sitting there like šā sipping some coffee n shit.ā
Pairing: Katsuki Bakugo x Fem!Dom!Reader
Summary: Bakugo and You just haven't been spending a lot of time together recently and he's feeling a little pent up. Good news is, you arrive home in time to help him!
Warnings: NSFW! Fem!Dom!Reader and Sub!Bakugo. Pegging. Oral Sex and Marking. Both the Reader and Bakugo are consenting adults. Everything is fully consensual.
18+ ONLY!! Minors Do Not Interact.
A/N: I think I'm going to hell for this one.
Word Count: 2 054
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Bakugo is alone.
Three
MINORS AND AGELESS BLOGS DNI 18+ DOES NOT MATTER IF YOURE 17 OR THINK YOURE MATURE DONT INTERACT
Pairings: Fem! Reader x bakudeku
Warnings: Threesome, dom Bakugou, sub reader and Izuku, Izuku calls Bakugou sir, Izuku and Bakugou almost talk like the reader isnāt there?? Praise kink, dirty talk, if I missed anything please let me know!!
Concept: Bakugou guides izukuās hips as he fucks you
Authors note: Iāll probably delete this later on today who knows but the idea popped into my head and this happened also the title is inspired by the Britney Spears song
Izuku doesnāt know how it got to this. One minute he was eating dinner with you and Bakugou, reminiscing about high school and the next minute here he is, in your shared bedroom between the two of you with his cock stretching you out.
bakugou katsukiĀ doesnāt believe heās good.Ā
which is funny, in its own way. heās a hero after all, itās his job to be good. be kind, be tender, be a hero to the people. protect them, they say. be the kind of person people can look up to.Ā
but bakugou has never really been in it for the goodness. deep down, thereās this part of him that believe that he was never good to begin with. itās not something he can verbalize, or even express without people looking at him like heās grown three heads.Ā
he doesnāt want peoples pity. that unnecessary look of despair that people cast his way every time he brings it up. they can pinpoint his accomplishments, his achievements, his goals - all of it. but when it comes down to him, the fundamental question of his goodness, people seem to draw a blank. like they donāt know how to answer.Ā
heās learned that itās better not to bring it up. at least that way he can avoid the pitying remarks and attempts of reassurance. but when people praise him about his character, thereās always something downcast in his eyes. like heās mourning a person he doesnāt know. a shadow. deep down, he doesnāt believe heās good.Ā
heās justified it all sorts of ways. maybe you donāt need to be a good person fundamentally. maybe the idea of a good person is something foreign anyways, because people are just people who do things. some good and some bad and some neither and some both. heās had the conversation with himself so many times before. but it all comes back to the one thing.Ā
which is that, some part of bakugou katsuki, would like to feel.. that heās good. maybe just once, he wants to feel good and right and centered. he wants to feel like the universe is in his favor.Ā
maybe wanting to be good is just another way for him to express that heād like to stop fighting himself over everything he does. thereās no worse critique of bakugou than him. his impossible standard.Ā
when you say it for the first time - he canāt help but be stunned.Ā
itās subtle. itās soft, late into the evening - you press your cheek against his when he brings you a cup of coffee and sits next to you.. you take a sip and you sigh and your eyes get soft. and you say it.Ā
āyouāre so good to me katsuki.ā easily, like itās nothingĀ āthanks for the coffee.āĀ
it comes out of his mouth before he knows itās happening.Ā
ā..you think iām good?ā and itās strained. his voice breaks, just a little. you give him a look, but you nod. itās instant. assured.Ā
āof course youāre good.ā you say - like you know he needs to hear it. his eyes close and his hand holds you tighter.Ā
āwhat about..ā he stops, takes a breath, holds back tears heās cried so many times beforeĀ āwhat about me is good to you?āĀ
he hopes you donāt hear the shatter in voice, but you do. and you smile, because you know. you know him so well. and you know what he wants, who he is. who could love bakugou katsuki like you?Ā
āyou always help kirishima get home when heās drunk. you tell denki youāre proud of him when he gets down about himself and youāre always the first person to visit deku in the hospital. you fall asleep with me, and youāre warm,ā you pause to take a deep breath, letting your head rest on your shoulder.Ā
āyouāre always good to people. you try really hard to be good to people. everyone around you knows that, yknow?Ā ācept for you. but youāre good, katsuki. alwaysāĀ
bakugou katsuki doesnāt believe heās good. but he thinks youāre so good, and it means something if you think that. at least for now, thatās enough.Ā
the idea that bkg innately wants to feel like heās a good person but just thinks that is just beyond his reach because being good isnt natural to him. it hurts me.Ā
i think it hurts worse because he IS good. deep down, heās always been good. but itās his refusal to be seen as vulnerable, as anything that can be stepped on (which is exactly what he used to do to deku), which always makes him revert back to being an asshole. to the point that heās internalised that attitude and acting contrary to it is foreign to him. he is nice, but he doesnāt know how to be nice.
im going to cry
Meme re-draw I did for Denkiās birthday back in June~!ššāØš