I thought this was the funniest thing- She had no f*cking idea 😂🤣
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Laugh track.
but he looks so cuteeee
*Everyone nods their heads in agreement*
cringemaster
It’s big, so I will have to upload it tomorrow. Thanks for the patience!
WHERE THE H*LL DO YOU KEEP COMING FROM?!?
No like seriously, I did NOT have this many followers last week.
so, in followers favor, ask me to write anything. I will do any fanfic (except for smut) and will *try* to draw some fanart if you want me to. Thanks!
I have canceled the movie. It was tooo cringe. But, if I somehow get to twenty followers by the end of the week I will post the cringe fest. That’s all, Lily
.-hi, second fic. Sorry it came out late, was busy yesterday. Hope you follow for more, maybe like? Read on!-
Shigaraki just came back from a long day at work. He had an increase of hero’s in an area, and it was driving him crazy. They were getting closer and closer to the villain hideout, but moving was still underway. ‘I have a lot of work to do…’ Shigaraki thought sadly.
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The League was actually worried about Shigaraki. He was working a lot more than usual, and his working hours tuned into working days really fast. He rarely ever came out of that room. The only time he did come out was to pee, get food, or get more energy drinks. Finally, the lov decided it was time for someone to check on him. “So, who’s going to check on Shigaraki?” Misty man asked. “I’ll do it, I guess.” Dabi replied.
Dabi walked up the stairs to Shigaraki’s room. The door was closed, and he could hear mumbling inside. He knocked. “Hello?” A raspy voice asked as he opened the door. “What are you doing here, Dabi?” As Dabi explained that the league was worried about him, Shigaraki became less and less engaged with his work, until Dabi convinced him to come down for the day. They spent the rest of the night talking and coming up with plans; Together.
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What do you want me to post? Just reply in the comments what you want me to write. No art, sorry. Also, I RAN OUT OF IDEAS!!
They had been worried about Dr. Bright lately, and he never helped the mood. Recently the only thing he had been focusing on was work, and everyone in the foundation knew that Dr. Bright liked everything that was NOT work. So yes, they were concerned. “Hey buddy?” Asked dr. Clef. “Yes? You are asking whatever at a bad time. I’m a little busy, Clef.” Dr. Bright said. *so they were right- something’s up with Dr.Bright.* Clef thought worriedly. That’s when he noticed the bandages on his friend’s arm. He quickly snatched his arm and started to undo the bandages. “Hey! Stop!” Dr. Bright said. *He was panicking, not good.* Clef thought. Dr. Bright tried to get away but clef was clearly stronger. Soon enough, the bandages were gone to reveal a scarred arm, full of clear self-harm cuts. “I can explain? …” After this they gave him proper therapy and treatment for the scars. They made sure to check every day to make sure. Because he was worth it, and always will be.
-Hey everyone, sorry for the depressing story, but it was just an idea. Sorry for not posting either, I was super busy with my grandpa coming over. See you next story, and don’t hurt yourself! (On purpose) :p
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