I'd also like to request a fluffy scenario of Shouto making chocolate chip cookies with his femcrush for their class. messiness and flirting ensues along with whatever else ;3 Todoroki is so pure <3<3!
this is…. s o good
“Add some butter.“ She was looking through some cabinets in search of a pan to set them on. Todoroki swears he didn’t look at her bum as she bent and moved around. Scouts honour. As they continued working on the cookies, he noticed some flour get into her hair.
“Hey, you have some flour in your hair,” He said, reading to dust it out, forgetting his hand was also covered in flour. As he patted her hair, to his horror, the flour spot grew larger. She turned around and Todoroki’s jaw was agape. “I’m so sorr-” He was cut off by the feeling of chocolate being rubbed into his hair. His eyes widened down at the girl and saw she was sporting a mischievous smile. He smiled down at her before cracking an egg on her head.
After about a half hour of throwing stuff and him basically clinging to her since she covered his chest in milk and eggs. They plopped down onto the floor, laughing and Todoroki could feel his heart clench at the beautiful sound. She looked up at him and while he stared into her eyes, his hand cupped their chin. She had a small smile on her lips and Todorki doesn’t know what happened but he leant down, pressing his lips against hers. Even though the kitchen was a mess, at least he finally got to kiss them.
Determined girls with a supportive coach and parents, overcoming some dumb sexist bs about girls being too weak to play sports against boys, and then being better at it than the boys they’re clearly not too weak to beat. What’s not to love??
Also note, we here at SRPS believe that one CAN be a princess AND a soccer star, and that “princess” isn’t an insult, even when it’s meant as one. :)
“When Candace Hill ran 100 meters last year in a record-breaking 10.98 seconds, the then 16-year-old high school junior officially became the fastest girl in the world. Now, she’s also the youngest track athlete to ever go pro, and she’s hoping to qualify for the U.S. Olympic team this year.
“I’m still in shock about that label,” Candace says in the March issue of Seventeen, on newsstands now. “The boys are too scared to run against me … They’ll take longer to get ready or ‘forget’ something in the locker room when they know I’ll be at practice with them.”
Kinda wanna see an instance of where Chat Noir gets really popular and has like fan girls and what not and Ladybug just get jelly. Like "No the cat is mine- thank you!"
“Looks like the Kitty Chats are back,” Vixen commented, nodding to a group of bouncing girls all sporting cat ears on the other side of the police tape.
Ladybug rolled her eyes. “They’re obnoxious.”
“Sounds like someone’s jealous,” Queen Bee sang. “I don’t know why. All you’d have to do is whistle and Chat would be on his knees in front of you.” She smiled wickedly. “Do that. I really want to see it.”
“Don’t be ridiculous,” Ladybug huffed. “We’re not like that.”
“Sure, we know that.” Vixen rolled her eyes.
Chat Noir jumped over the police tape and was swarmed. He smiled and laughed, taking pictures and signing autographs.
“It’s unprofessional is what it is,” Ladybug said stiffly.
“And dangerous. What if an akuma decided to take all the stupid bimbos hostage so Chat would feel obligated to save them?”
“Bimbos, huh? Getting a little harsh, aren’t we, Bug? I’m sure they’re perfectly nice young women,” Vixen smirked.
Queen Bee tilted her head and pursed her lips. “I don’t know. They look about seventy-seven percent bimbo.”
“Don’t encourage her.”
“I just don’t like it,” Ladybug grumbled.
“Then go tell him.”
Vixen sighed. “If it bothers you so much, talk to Chat. He would want to know how you’re feeling.”
One of the Kitty Chats grabbed Chat Noir’s face and planted a kiss on his lips.
“Oh, hell no,” Ladybug ground out, slinging out her yoyo. She swung down and landed beside Chat Noir as he gently pushed the girl away.
“Hi, my Lady!” Chat Noir greeted a little too brightly.
“Hi sweetheart,” she crooned, wrapping an arm around his waist.
“Sweet…sweetheart?” he asked, eyes wide.
“Sorry to disappoint, ladies, but I’m going to need to borrow my Chat,” Ladybug said with a sickeningly sweet smile. She caught the eyes of the girl who had kissed Chat Noir and held them. “Can’t even let him out of my sight. Never know what nasty little thing will get him.” She turned her attention to her flabbergasted partner. “Ready to go?”
She tightened her hold on his waist and slung out her yoyo, carrying them back to their teammates.
“It’s Vixen’s fault,” Ladybug interrupted.
Chat Noir tightened his grip on her. “Then thank you, Vixen,” he grinned.
*Me* “Season 1 to 3 of Family Guy was wonderful television. They honestly were. Season 4 was good too.”
*Then, later on, I was a girl sports writer and got stalked by this strange misogynist man who yelled abuse at me non-stop. (Glen Quaqmire was in his avatar.) He was weird. And all these other trolling frat boys kept comparing me to Meg Griffin and made bad rape jokes*
I could never quite stomach watching the show after that, funnily enough.
Because it wasn’t satire anymore. It was just a cartoon that encouraged hideousness.
Now ‘liberal’ Seth has the nerve to sit around and wonder how casual racism and sexism got Trump elected.
Valerie Adams (New Zealand, Shot-Put) is a four-time World Champion, three-time World Indoor champion, and two-time Olympic and three-time Commonwealth champion. She currently holds the New Zealand, Oceanian, Commonwealth, and World Championship records with a personal best throw of 21.24 meters. She is the first woman to win four consecutive individual titles at the world track and field championships.
I had the great pleasure of announcing several games at last weekend’s 7th annual Midwest Brewhaha in Milwaukee, Wisconsin. A lot of great derby was played, good people caught up with, new friends made.
One of the highlights, absolutely, was watching the junior derby games - and wee but mighty Chevy Killerado here (all of maaaaybe 8 years old, by the way) definitely won herself a whole host of new fans with her tenacious jamming. See that giant pack of teenagers behind her? Yeah, she’d just pushed and juked her way through that. This is such an amazing photo (cheers to Quick ‘N’ Derby) and a powerful reminder of the incredible good done by having sports like roller derby that young girls (and boys!) can play and thrive in.