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Tequila babyyyyyyyy

Specifically coffee kind

Bro no you are not the only one who finds shiggy devastatingly attractive. Like pls sir you can use me however you wish and then decay me if you must HOWEVER we here on this blog do not condone the running over of king hand man. Nope. Not at all. He needs to be protected and shown love and care. He needs a hug he does not need to become the victim of a hit and run

This is a shiggy love blog and we will not be running him over with a car

Aww thank you for thinking it was well thought out,, I recently reread that post and kinda wish I worded stuff differently.,but thank you ☺️

And I absolutely agree that Madara would use his s/o as a battering ram. I think for the most part, he really bottles us a lot of his emotions and then he doesn’t have the best communication skills. So he takes out a lot, and I mean a lot, of his frustrations on his s/o. And he hates hates hates that he does so. Because like holy shit, they still love him despite it, they put up with him? Like why the fuck do they even stay?? He can be so mean...and he feels like shit once he realizes that he takes out his anger on them..and yeah, eventually he really, really tries to catch himself when he feels like he’s gonna lash out at them. And whenever he does, man does he bash himself for it. But then yeah, sometimes he does play the victim in his head and goes “they should’ve known I had a bad day, how did they expect me to act?” But then he feels even guiltier. It’s a whole cycle with him. Madara is not good with communication point blank.

Yeah I feel that..when you’re making OCs for any fandom, it’s ok to take certain aspects from characters you like whether it be appearance, personality etc. but the point of making an OC, is well, make it fucking original, otherwise what’s actually the point. Even if you’re legit just making it for a self-insert. Make it original. Create a unique backstory. Give em a unique appearance and power. You can take some elements from other characters but don’t make it a carbon copy, bc what’s the fun in that?

The Hottest Take™️ award goes to you my friend

I never considered Tobirama to be like Dio but frankly I thought about it annddd🧐🧐

They both like to experiment

The Bastard Energy that flows through both of them is Peak

They both be calling shit useless left and right

Ok this has me dead…what a fabulous scene. For anyone who doesn’t watch jojo, here’s the scene in reference, however, wtf are you doing go watch jojo right now!!!....sidenote, I had every intention of making this funny, however it turned out kinda angsty...oops my bad

Hashirama

Ok, so at first when Hashi sees you administering aid to your male friend, the innuendo doesn’t actually strike him. His first thought is, “huh, maybe I should go help them, your friend seems to be hurt…” That is until he hears what your friend is screaming. “Gentler, be gentler y/n!!” and then it kinda hits Hashi how suggestive the position is that you’re in, on your knees, face way too close to your friend’s crotch, as the guy is screaming for you to be gentle. His eyes pop and his thoughts begin to swirl as he heads towards you. He’s too focused on his thoughts jumping to conclusions to be aware of anything else until his hand grips your shoulder and he peers down at the scene. And then his mind unfogs itself when he realizes that you aren’t doing anything….salacious with your pal in front of him. It really is that you’re administering aid to your friend’s leg injury. You’re looking up at him, and when he finally looks at you with his customary smile, you’re aware of what he had been thinking, because it took Hashi way too long for him to say hello. He offers to help heal your friend, his voice rather wooden, and when you refuse, he keeps his hand firmly on your shoulder. He knows it’s silly to do so, you weren’t doing anything awful and he knows you would never. 

After you finish patching your friend up, his hand still remains clamped down and he steers you away as you’re wiping the blood from your hands. You two stared at each other for a moment before he finally broke his silence. “That injury was pretty high on his thigh.” 

“Uh huh.”

“And you were kneeling over him.”

“Uhh, yeah.” You were not getting it.

“You realize how that looked, right?”

And then you burst out laughing. “Hashi, you know I would never. Not with him. He’s nothing compared to you, so why would I?”

He gets pretty flustered, not knowing whether to be flattered by the compliment or to be ashamed for his momentary doubt. “I know that…however, others…”

You reached on tip toes to kiss his cheek. “I’m gonna go clean myself up. Don’t get any more ridiculous thoughts without me, now.”

Tobirama

Your friend’s odd moans is what Tobirama first hears, alerting him to the scene. Curious he goes to see and that jealous bone in his body is tweaked when he sees you on your knees, hovering over your friend as he screams for you to be gentle with him. Tobirama’s whole body feels like it’s on fire as he rushes over, roughly grabbing you by the shoulder and pulling you to stand up as he screams, “What do you think you’re-“ and he glances down. Does a double take, and goes, “Ah.” 

He unhands you, as you cross your arms over your chest and you give him that ‘you’ve gotta be kidding me’ look. Tobirama can now see your friend’s injured abdomen, how you were treating his wounds. “Can I please get back to saving his sorry ass?” You ask, gesturing at your friend splayed out on the bench, clutching once again at his sides as the blood continues to gush out. 

Tobirama isn’t looking at you, but at your friend’s wound. His face is burning with embarrassment, he knew his cool composure would collapse if he met your eyes. “Let me help you,” he said as he kneeled down as you had done, getting out the bandages he usually kept in a side pouch. You knelt down next to him and resumed the jutsu you were performing before his interruption. 

Once your friend’s all healed and no longer in immediate danger, Tobirama takes you aside and says without looking into your eyes, “You did good, y/n.” 

“Uh, huh…not gonna apologize are you?”

He looks affronted. “What for? For you looking incredibly…suggestive? What was I supposed to think?”

You laugh, shaking your head. “Get your mind outta the gutter, huh. For the both of us.”

Tobirama is flabbergasted as you walk away, and he calls at your back, saying again, “What was I supposed to think, huh?”

Madara

The moment Madara’s eyes fall upon the scene, his tempter blows sky high. He rushes over, unable to think of anything except the thought that you had betrayed him for some scum of the earth, groveling worm. Once he reaches you he pushed you back so that you fall to the ground and look up at him in shock. His wild eyes are scanning the scene but when he doesn’t see a sign of your infidelity, he’s…confused. Your friend writhing in pain, the blood staining your hands, it doesn’t compute. “What is this?” He bellows. “What’s the meaning of this?”

You’re shocked to the very core. You know that Madara is not to be crossed when he’s angry, and the fury on his face is terrifying. It’s never been directed at you before and you feel the ability to speak fail as you point a shaky finger towards your friend’s injury. 

“Y/n’s f-fixing me, Uchiha,” your friend sputtered, despite the pain.

“Did I ask you?” Madara shouted, throwing his deadly look at him, shutting your friend up. “Well?” He rounded back at you.

You find your words, although shaky from shock, “I-I was trying to heal him, Madara. T-that’s all. He’s gonna bleed out if I don’t-“

“No! I’ll take him to a medic nin if it means that much to you. I don’t want your hands dirty.” And true to his word, Madara shoulders your friend who’s whimpering in pain, and he transports himself, presumably to a medic, leaving you shaken. 

When he teleports back to you, you’re getting to your feet. He roughly grabs you so that you’re facing him. “Do you realize what that looked like?” His voice is now disquietingly calm, eyes still filled with poison. 

“Madara, I-I was just trying to help him-“

“Don’t ever put yourself in such a position again. Understand.”

You look at him calmly, steeling yourself. “You’re unbelievable to think something like that. You should know I would never.”

He’s taken aback, his cheeks flushing. “Just do what I say!” 

He just wants to be fabulous and extra with his fur thingy.....jkjkjk

Tobirama literally doesn’t do anything unless there’s some sort of logic behind it, and this line of thinking follows into his wardrobe choices. Tobirama’s always cold, whether it’s from anemia, poor circulation or the bitch legit just being cold for no reason...who knows, he does and he won’t say. The loves the fur hood for its utility to keep him warm...and it makes him look like a stylish mf let’s be real

Now for the trickier part...the markings...

Me: I. Am. Living. 👁👄👁

Shiggy taking out one of overhaul’s bullets and potentially getting ready to use it on Aizawa

Bro absolutely valid I love it. Give obito that happy mcfuckin ending he deserved!!!!!!!!!

Like Tomura is relatable fight me on this

Skin issues? ✔️

Touch starved? ✔️

Video game references irl? ✔️

Misanthropic and antisocial? ✔️

Not contributing a single positive thing to society? ✔️

The lazy moody energy (but then also lowkey not being actually lazy)? ✔️

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HOW AM I TO CHOOSE BETWEEN THE TRASH ARTIST BOIS?!?!! NANI?!?!?!?!??

🤔ok so on the art standpoint I agree with Sasori

I wanna be best friends with Dei bc the chaotic energy is a vibe