i totally forgot!!! that i had this comic too!!!!!! okay, this is officially the last post of “old reinzo art spam day” haha! just some stuff w young reinhardt and a “what if” story lol
anyway, thank you all so much for the love and support! i’m grateful you all like my art so much!! i’m having my top surgery tomorrow and i’ll be “out of commission” for a little while, so i wanted to do this spam day as a gift before i go on hiatus!
what if All Might, Inko and Izuku went out for lunch one day, and people just assume that Inko and Izuku were All Might’s wife and child
and they just
they’re too embarrassed to explain anything and the rumors just start to grow and grow and grow until literally everyone believes them (it’s even in the papers a few times), and no amount of denying or explaining from any of them will convince the world otherwise
they just have to. live with the world believing that All Might and Inko are married with Izuku as their son (NOT THAT ANY OF THEM REALLY MIND THE IDEA AT ALL, BUT…………….)
This is the lucky clover cat. reblog this in 30 seconds & he will bring u good luck and fortune.
THIS ONE!!! THIS IS THE ONE THAT WORKS!!!!!
I reblogged him the day i started treatment and 1. GOT TO MY APPOINTMENT ON TIME 2. FOUND A FREE PARKING TICKET SOMEONE LEFT IN THE METER FOR ME AND 3. GOT FREE STARBUCKS AFTER MY APPOINTMENT!!!!!
I don’t ever reblog these But holy fuck come thru tonight lucky clover cat you’re all I got
honestly the harry potter fandom is so wild like we’ve all collectively refused to accept cursed child as canon but some college kids tell us hufflepuffs are particularly good finders and we don’t even question it
I didn’t truly get the whole “death of the author” paradigm until I watched the harry potter fandom collectively divorce JKR
So I work at a video game store in a mall and across the hall from us is this really nice suit shop. One day one of the guys came in an asked if they could use our microwave (the store they used to go to closed down) and we bargined for use of their bathroom in return since the mall bathrooms are like a 5 min trek.
So for like three months now we just have these men in really nice suits come in and talk while using our microwave and teach them about nerdy shit? Then I, the goblin king in various shitty tee shirts and paint stained pants, walk into their super expensive store and just get greeted with “Yo dude what’s good?” and talk about the pains of steaming silken dress shirts properly and it’s my favorite business interaction every day
A new jewelry store opened up right next to our store and when I used the bathroom today we were talking about it. I hate it on principle (they flooded our systems closet during building) and immediately both Suit Guys™ working went on mini rants. “Their suits are baggy as hell, I wouldn’t trust them to sell me a $9,000 ring when they can’t get a fitted jacket. They look so unprofessional, ” and “I saw one of the dude’s wearing a teal shirt. It’s fall, and you go with teal? At least get a color to match your store if you’re gonna ignore the seasons like that, Christ, but teal is awful.”
I told the guys (Teal Man is Spencer and Baggy-Suits Guy is Arnold) that this post got this popular and they’re both super excited.
Arnold: “Sweet, we’re internet famous!”
Spencer: “131,000?!”
Arnold: “What are notes? What does that mean, is that good?”
Arnold bargined that if it gets more notes, I can A: post a pic of them crouching with peace signs in front of the Notorious Jewelry Store and B: post the video of him long boarding down to Macy’s and back lmaoooo
the fact i can touch type/type without looking is so wild to me bc if you asked me to say the alphabet i’d have to do it w/the song but if you asked me to name the order of the keys from right to left i literally couldn’t do it like my fingers know where stuff is but my visual memory has zero clue and that freaks! me! out! the alphabet has no reason to be ordered like that!!! my fingers and my mind know two different alphabets!!!
When you said we are going to open Wakanda for the rest of the world, this is not what I imagined. What did you imagine? The Olympics. Maybe even a Starbucks.