bakugo "great explosion murder god dynamight" katsuki really said "hell nah i ain't letting my homoerotic partner bestie since childhood rot in quirklessness for the rest of his life" and if that ain't peak gay shonen i don't know what is
really wish people would read blog rules more, it makes running blogs like this very low reward and you feel like a machine if people aren't commenting and aren't even abiding by one of the, honestly, very few and politely phrased rules i even have
Sometimes you just gotta grieve the childhood you lost. I don't miss the innocence as such but still consider ' realisation ' a curse of some sort. Things I don't even remember most days, come rushing like i gave birth to them and lost them for a short while in the candy Isle of a local supermarket. The Axe is so good at pretending that some days, even The Tree has to step back and question its memory.
Tonight i closed my eyes and told someone that i felt safe with them. Not because they consoled me, no. Mainly because we shared a similar anger. Even without having the same experience as me, they found in them the scathing anger I've been raising in the cold basement of my heart. Feeding it patience. Night after night. There's nothing more for me to offer here.The brief emotions that welled up in my throat -racing towards my eyes with a burning desire to be unleashed- have lost their will to continue now. They're fatigued. Awaiting slumber. Just like me.
I know I've mentioned it before, but I really do love the idea of Stretch slowly gaining some weight on the surface, going from scrawny as hell to like, a dad bod. And Edge just being sooo happy about it.
How overwhelmed with love he feels when he remembers how chalky and pale Stretch's bones used to be, how they're flushed and vibrant now. How sturdy he feels to hold, how different it is from when his bones felt so brittle they might snap if he held him too tightly. The days long behind them of Stretch going weeks at a time hardly eating, hardly moving, being able to spoil him endlessly with any recipe he loves or wants to try.
Normally, I don't think most monsters really have the kinds of the uselessly judgmental behaviors humans do, but I feel like Stretch would still be self conscious of the change, possibly because of human standards he’s since learned, or perhaps just because it's a change and he worries, but he worries less and less with Edge. Because Edge clearly doesn't mind, even seems to cherish it, and he feels better, he knows he's doing better, so what does anything else matter, really?