Kirishima, on the phone: Mr. Aizawa! We need your help! I-
Aizawa, having been woken up: Nuh-uh kid, are the dorms on fire?
Kirishima: No?
Aizawa: Are you dealing with villains?
Kirishima: ....no?
Aizawa: Then it's not really an emergency. *Hangs up*
Kaminari: What did he say? What do we do about the portal to hell in the common room?
Kirishima: Apparently it's not an emergency.
Bakugou, being strangled by a demon: how tHE FUCKING HELL IS THIS NOT AN EMERGENCY!
the abc’s of bangtan → c for confidence
“When I finish taking a shower and look at the mirror, I always think I’m so handsome. I think that everyday.” -Kim Seokjin (cr x, x, x)
+ bonus: learning it from the best
hoseok: “what’s that nice french place we went to called again?”
namjoon: “france?”
hoseok: “that’s the one”
i just wanna go to an art museum and stand in front of a painting of two star crossed lovers wherein one of them looks suspiciously like me and an attractive stranger comes along and stands wistfully next to me also admiring the painting and we lock eyes and i notice they look suspiciously like the other subject and we have a moment of silent understanding that in another life we were meant to be
HEARTBREAKING: Poor girl has to get out of the soft warm bed even though she is so so so so comfy
people who can decide where to put stickers must really have their life together
i feel like we don’t talk about things like this enough
if you’re reading this i hope louis tomlinson has a good day
goddd i just want spider-man's identity to be his own worst but new york city's best kept secret. like i want him unthinkingly taking off his mask and like 20 people see, but if you ask them if they did? no they didn't.
the rule is unwritten, but very enforced. like, there are online communities dedicated to erasing any trace of the spread of his identity. a tourist takes a photo of him and posts it online? it's gone in minutes, and people send DMs to the poster anywhere from "hey, i'm sure you were just excited, but...." to "ill kill u if i evr c you, fuckin bitch".
any information on spider-man is only spread via word of mouth, and only spoken in hushed, awed voices. after several years of spider-man, everyone knows someone who encountered him:
"he saved my cousin. caught a falling billboard from underneath with his bare hands..."
"wow... i've never seen him myself, but he talked to my coworker's daughter for an hour after he stopped a guy from getting a little too handsy. apparently, his smile is 'dreamy'."
these secrets are freely given if you're kind, trustworthy, and show respect for the little guy. but the moment you demand information on him... "i don't know what you're talking about, buddy. he's just an urban legend the news likes to blame the city's problems on so we don't unionize or worse"
so as many times as spider-man ends up with out a mask, or accidentally introduces himself with a name that starts with 'p' and rhymes with 'meter'... on the record, they don't know a thing. because he does his best to help as many people as he can, so it's only fair if they help him a little in return.
i don’t really know how tumblr works but i like this place so i’m trying
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