Y'all the Deku hit so hard tonight idk WHAT happened
It's the over thinking when he holds your hand. It's soft and small in his, his calloused and scarred hand- and he thinks, this is his life. Protecting and serving. And when you look into his eyes with a soft smile he's torn in half. Where would there be room, when would there be time, for this again? For your puffed laughter into the shell of his ear, for the small of your back pushed against his stomach as you dream? You say something full of love, and kindness, and patience, and he lets go of your hand, and smiles at you. He loves you, he loves you so much he could burst at the seams, he is a hero made into nothing but a freckled boy in your presence. He cannot be both. And you deserve for someone to be always be present, when you need them. He is a hero, lover to not one, but all. He lets go of your hand, and you look at him quizzically, while he sits next to you on your couch. He smiles at you, soft, and boyish, and Midoriya.
"I love you." You smile back, and he runs his hand behind you on the sofa cushion.
"I love you too." Deku, he reminds himself. You deserve more than Deku.
people will get INSANELY controlling and critical when you do polls tho. I excluded one of the submissions from the toxic moms tourney bc it was gratuitous child abuse and torture beyond what I felt comfortable with and I got SUCH a snide and bitter anon about it. like. shut the fuck up this is my blog
so I started a new anxiety medication this past week and so far it’s been going very well except that I have extremely vivid dreams and apparently sleep texting. I seem to have sent this at 3am and i have no memory of it
Every 21st century piece of writing advice: Make us CARE about the character from page 1! Make us empathize with them! Make them interesting and different but still relatable and likable!
Every piece of classic literature: Hi. It's me. The bland everyman whose only purpose is to tell you this story. I have no actual personality. Here's the story of the time I encountered the worst people I ever met in my life. But first, ten pages of description about the place in which I met them.
People against piracy fail to realize that no, I can’t just ‘buy it.’ They stopped making DVDs and Blu-Rays. They’re barely offering digital copies for download. I am not spending money I could use for food or bills to pay for a subscription service just so I can always have access to a beloved piece of media. Especially not when the service will remove media on a whim without concern for how the loss of access to that piece will make its artistic conservation nigh impossible.
For example, I recently learned that Disney+ had an original film called Crater. It’s scifi, family friendly, and seems cool - I would love to buy it as a holiday gift for my little brother! But: it’s exclusive to D+ and THEY REMOVED IT LITERALLY MONTHS AFTER ITS RELEASE.
The ONLY way I can directly access this film is through piracy. The ONLY available ‘copies’ of this film are hosted on piracy websites. Disney will NEVER release it in theaters, or as something to buy, and it may NEVER return to the streaming service. It will be LOST because we aren’t allowed to purchase it for personal viewing. If I can’t pay to own it, I won’t pay for the privilege of losing it when corporate decides to put it in a vault.
God I just fucking. I am so blown away when I watch any older movie. When they filmed on real sets and built elaborate props because cgi wasn’t an option. “Ohhh but you can tell it’s an animatronic it doesn’t even look reeaaallll” shut the hell your mouth. That is an actual physical thing that the actors could actually see and interact with. It is a billion times more “real” than the endless greenscreen bullshit you love so much.