Every Time I See The Word “saccharine” It Makes Me Feel Ways. That’s An Evil Word. You Should Only

The hard part is doing this without revealing you are, in fact, a human, since humans are considered to have been dangerous.

The year is 2567, you’re a conspiracy theorist trying to prove that Humans once lived on Earth.

Kamisero in a fight

Kaminari: this is biphobic

Villian: What?

Kaminari: My boyfriend and I are bi and you're fighting us therefore you're biphobic

Sero: Babe that's not how this works

no because when everything everywhere all at once said “‘alone I’m useless’ ‘everyone’s useless alone. good thing we’re not alone.’” and “in another life, i would have loved to have just done laundry and taxes with you” and “you think i am naive. i’ve been alive just as many years as you. this [love] is how i fight” and “of all the places i could be, I just want to be here with you” and-

I've told this story before but the non-negotiable in allyship really reminded me of my gaming group. So one of my best friends is a twin and while I know *her* pretty well I don't really know her brother as well despite knowing him for roughly same length of time. We play videogames together and her brother asked to join us so at some point I took him aside and had The Talk with him because we at that point had a recently out trans fem within the group and she had just barely started hormones and hadn't done any voice training etc so I fully intended to head any trouble off at the pass.

So I basically had the "respect my friend's pronouns or die by my sword" discussion because while he knows I'm a trans guy and had so far been chill, I didn't know if that extended to all trans people.

What I did not expect was for him to pull an uno reverse on me and invite his two trans woman friends to game with us as well and did a "no no, *you* respect *my* friends' pronouns or die by *my* sword".

When I was working at Petco, one of my coworkers came to me having a total panic and anxiety meltdown and when I finally got them to tell me what was going on, the revealed they had sought me out because they were having Transgender Feelings and wanted advice. I ended up giving them my old binders that were too small for me but a perfect fit for them, and one of my roommates gave them their first masc haircut.

A few weeks later a customer speaking Spanish was saying many nasty things about my coworker and reacting with disgust. Another coworker- a cis gay man who speaks fluent Spanish- came to get me first so I could pull the other coworker away while he effectively cussed them out in Spanish. He told us the sparknotes version of the English translation and it was mostly horrifically transphobic drivel. My coworker had responded mostly neutrally to me being trans, but for him to be visibly steamed the rest of the day over my other coworker definitely bumped my respect for him.

And I've talked about how a cis lesbian friend of mine visibly bristles at anyone she even thinks is being shitty to me about being trans to the point of making them splutter and back down.

A cishet woman I am only sort of acquaintances with once caught me wincing at being she/her'd at a trial and asked if that had been happening all day. When I responded the affirmative, she stormed off and I didn't see her the rest of the day. The next day, any time anyone referred to me there was an audible pause before a deliberate choice to choose masc versions.

Another trans woman who is a friend of mine once beat up a bully for calling her trans boyfriend a heshe when they were in schooling together.

It's about holding the line. It's about making the active choice to show up for each other. And it's about linking hands and refusing to budge.

If you cannot hold the line with me by your side, then we are not moving together.

@tazzykiki How DARE you be this funny. That’s my job.

Bakugou, collapsing on the couch: Kirishima could kill me and I would thank him.

Jirou: I feel your pain. Momo giggled and I apologized.

Sero, laying facedown on the floor: Kaminari texted me I was a good friend and I wrote a love poem.

Mina: It's OK my disaster gays.

that feeling when you’re losing yourself to a new hyper fixation but have a fic you’re writing from an old hyperfixation that’s really good but you’re bad at self management so you’re scared it will never get done.

*takes months between posting on my main blog*

My brain: No biggy

*doesn’t post on the side blog with one follower for a week*

My brain: We are an atrocity, we do not deserve our thoughts, suffer

*sigh of the long suffering*

Alright, here we go.

Keeps getting back on despite getting injuries and cracked helmets multiple times.

Can get Very Expensive Very Fast

Requires constant maintenance

Someone always has a story of how someone they knew died that way

Surprised to see someone of the opposite gender doing their activity

Also weirdly into someone of the opposite gender doing their activity

Commonly mislabeled personality-wise (Horse girls tend to be down to earth, bikers tend to be silly, etc.)

Somewhat high chances of death

Once you have one you want more

Adrenaline junkies

Biker boys and horse girls are the same genre of people and if anyone reblogs I’ll elaborate

Kirishima: I had an idea

Bakugou: Does it involve murder?

Kirishima: No

Bakugou: Will it make Aizawa mad?

Kirishima: No

Bakugou: Will it involve Kaminari?

Kirishima: Yes but I’m bringing Momo

Bakugou: Fine. What is it?