You were caught in 4k just take the L and walk away, you commenting under incest nsfw art of baki and jack saying how stunning it is with tha reaction pic, even if you think the art is good......it's fucking nsfw art of two brothers fucking are you serious!!!!
And plus your following stvd...yikes, they literally draw incest and pedophile like come on now, so you following them doesn't really help your case
Also I'm sure you knew this was wrong to draw, cause you only showed kouze reaction on your Tumblr....hmm its like you know not to post Jack's reaction cause ya know....incest lol
This drawing isn't helping you beat the baki x jack allegations either....just saying
Also this explanation makes no sense.....and adding emojis doesn't help either
But anywho.....just take the L and join the pile of other problematic baki artist, it's sad really I use to like your art but your just like the rest shameful @banano-saan
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I've had a cold for a week and feel miserable, so here, have some sick Bakugou:
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Bakugou closed his eyes, breathing through his mouth slowly. He set down the spoon.
He was an adult. He was an adult who was sick, yes, but he would not throw a tantrum. Kirishima was trying his best and Bakugou was not going to make it worse. He wasn't. He wasn't, he wasn't, he–
"Katsuki?"
Bakugou swiftly covered his mouth with his hand, waving desperately with the other until he felt the trash can being shoved in his hand and he threw up the soup quickly.
"Shit," Kirishima cursed, holding a wet rag for Bakugou to wipe off his mouth. "Is this a new symptom? What can I do?"
"Not a symptom. I just. I can't eat anymore of this canned soup, Ei," Bakugou rasped, voice seventy percent gone as of the last forty-eight hours.
"I thought soup was the best thing for when you're sick," Kirishima trailed off, worried, and he took the uneaten soup away. Bakugou dropped his forehead on the table weakly.
"It is, but I've only had soup for every meal for the last week. I can't do it anymore," Bakugou groaned at his scratchy voice. He hated this. He wasn't prone to getting sick often, but this time it had hit him hard and he was miserable after a week of being unable to breathe.
"What would you like?" Kirishima asked, and Bakugou could picture his concern without even lifting his head. "Some tea?"
Bakugou barely managed to keep from pulling a face. Ugh, more tea. He didn't even like tea on a good day.
"I want a fucking burrito."
Kirishima blinked. "A…burrito?"
"Yes, a spicy burrito. With fucking jalapeños, salsa, guac, all that shit."
"I don't…think you're supposed to eat that kind of stuff when you're sick?" Kirishima said, though it was more like he was asking it.
Bakugou imagined sneezing or coughing up jalapeños and he sighed, defeated. "No, I shouldn't. But I really fucking want one."
"We'll get one as soon as you're better," Kirishima promised sincerely.
Later, as Bakugou cuddled up with Kirishima on the couch, fighting between being too hot but also wanting a blanket, he relented to having one leg wrapped up and one leg free, dropping his head heavily on Kirishima's shoulder.
"Sorry I'm being a brat," he mumbled weakly.
"You're sick, you're allowed to be a little bratty," Kirishima soothed, kissing his forehead.
"Don't kiss me, you'll get sick too."
Kirishima giggled. "That how you got sick in the first place? You been kissing people at work?"
"Fuck you," Bakugou grumbled. "I want to sleep for a week. My head feels like it's going to explode."
"Here." Bakugou sighed as Kirishima draped his warm hand over his eyes, blocking out the light. "I could go get you a warm cloth, but–" Bakugou clutched onto him, refusing to let him move. "Exactly, I doubt you want me to move after it took you so long to get comfy."
"Stop talking and let me be miserable," Bakugou wheezed.
"Yes, dear," Kirishima murmured, bundling him up in his arms more securely. Bakugou melted against him as he started to brush his fingers through his blond hair, rubbing at his back with his other hand.
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If yall want a prime example of why my username is what it is, let me tell you about a document I'm working on for @deviantroomba
So roomba is my husband (yes I mean that literally- I got married this year and forgot to tell yall) and also the DM for an irl dnd campaign I'm in with a couple friends. This campaign takes place in a world of his own creation.
My character happens to be a paladin from an island that's very religious. As such, I have been working on an anthropological document outlining the structure of the religion, the hierarchy within the clergy, how it's reflected in the island culture, etc.
I have talked with him At Length about the culture of this island. The document is already somewhere around a thousand words and I'm just getting started.
This is why my @ is strangebrainrot
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I really just want a fuck buddy. I think I want to just have sexuationships for the rest of my life, the emotional involvement has become too much for me. I just want something simple and I want to be alone for the majority of my day.
The part of me that wants a partner wants the relationship to be at a distance. But I wanna fuck, REGULARLY. So yeah, I’m gone probably cheat, which I don’t wanna do. Karma is a bitch.
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