Bakugo, Waking Up: Ah Damn, What Time Is It?

Bakugo, waking up: Ah damn, what time is it?

Todoroki: It’s about 2am. You hungry?

Bakugo: Hell yeah, let’s go eat.

Izuku, sobbing uncontrollably: KACCHAN, YOU JUST WOKE UP FROM A COMA. WHY DO YOU TWO ALWAYS DO THIS-

“So, why are we learning martial arts at a wizard school?” “Because I’ll be damned if I lose another promising wizard to a thug with a knife again.”

Bakugo: Old Hag, you drive way too fast!

Mitsuki: Brat, I swear to God, I’ll burn you alive! And get off your damn phone, why are you so addicted to that thing?!

Bakugo: Why are you addicted to wine?!

Mitsuki: WHY ARE YOU ADDICTED TO BEING A PIECE OF SHIT?!

Izuku, sitting in the back seat:

Mitsuki: So, Izuku-kun, how are things at home?

Izuku: Now, I’m thinking they’re pretty good.

so this happened to me today

tv shows with time travel organizations/bureaus/police/agencies/whatever should have a department with instead of a tech genius eating candy, it’s a harried seamstress or fashion designer who is like

“1450 italy? does it look like I have the time to dye you wool? nO. YOU’RE GOING TO THE 1980s”

and throws shoulder pads at the hapless time agent

A great way to get writing done is to turn on the heated blanket. Because when the heated blanket is on, the cats come lay on me and they do not leave. And then I cannot leave. It is just me and the phone, I cannot even reach other objects without my cats glaring at me for disturbing the sacred toasted slumber. Do you see? It is just me and the phone, under a blanket that has become way too hot with two cats on my legs and no means of escape. Just me and the words and the cats. And tumblr.