Male, 17, pretty short, brownish eyes, dark and messy hair, i'm a huge music nerd and can talk about just about anything for hours. An ideal date would be going to an art museum and discussing everything we see but also making fun of all the weird stuff that's there
10/10 would go make fun of some weirdly proportioned renaissance babies with you
Male,16, 5'7, my eyes are some type of dark blue, Brown hair, I'm way into the movie grease so I'm usually dressed like a greaser, ideal date would be sitting at a park at 11 pm eating personal tubs of ice cream and talking about our interests in hushed voices so we can keep our conversation from the rest of the world.
thats so cool about grease! that was our schools last musical and i loved it so much. (plus the Greaser Aesthetic in general is great. when i was in middle school i played bully a lot and they were my favorite faction.)
that sounds like such a fun date!!! i would never finish my ice cream in time tho itd be melted and everywhere omg. i cant wait to be a Gay Greaser Boy on a Date infodumping about anthropology really quietly
Why Midoriya Izuku is the Best Shounen Main Character
Alright so I’m pretty guilty right now. I have a lot of
things to sort out and I still unanswered asks and oh boy do I got a lot of
fanfic writing to do before summer ends and I’m opening requests soon but JESUS
Y’ALL. Im a huge fan of this series and I’ll be damned if I miss writing
something for this boy’s birthday. I already missed writing my Inko
appreciation on her birthday but I won’t let her down!
So…HAPPY BIRTHDAY TO MIDORIYA IZUKU AKA BEST SHOUNEN MC
Woah, broad statement to say huh? Well, my friends, I’ve
read a lot of manga, particularly shounens since that’s my more favorite genre,
and I have to say that Midoriya Izuku has been the best main character I’ve
ever read and I only hope he continues to grow into his beautiful character.
I mean even from the beginning of the manga, the way he was
written was so completely relatable and realistic. In the very beginning of the
manga, he was written to be this lonely boy who suffered through bullying and
suicide comments and continuously kept going because of his obsession with
heroes. From the very beginning, Horikoshi gave us this character that wasn’t
perfect (rather was filled with psychological issues) and really at the bottom
of the totem pole. I know a lot of people have compared Izuku with Naruto but
at least Naruto was born with an incredibly gifted ability from the start.
Izuku was literally born with nothing. In a society where there are heroes
running rampant and where Izuku dreams about being a hero, he was literally
born with all odds against him in that regard. Yet, through all the loneliness,
through all the bullying, Izuku still stayed strong through all of that and continued
to dream on his goal, only truly wavering once when All Might told him he
should find a new dream (and even then, he still got himself almost killed but
I’ll get to that in a bit).
And to add on to his realistic demeanor, I know a lot of
people call Izuku a cry baby and make fun of his constant amount of crying but
honestly? Imagine this: you were born a black sheep in society, everyone looks
down on you, you dream of being something great but you weren’t born with the
skills for it, someone you consider to be a friend looks down on you and
literally tells you to go jump off a building and destroys a piece of you that
you hold memorable, then you almost get killed but someone saves you, then you
finally get to meet your idol, the person keeping you alive essentially and
they tell you straight up that you should give up on your dream, then you’re devastated
but you see that friend in a life threatening position so you literally
sacrifice yourself to go save them even though you can’t do anything, and then
instead of praise, you get all the blame and beaten down again while your
friend gets all the praise, but then you end that EMOTIONAL DAY (keep in mind
it happened within a DAY) with your idol telling you that you can be that person
and he will help you achieve your dream. I won’t even go onto the other times
he’s cried but honestly? I know if I was in his position, I wouldn’t have even
stomached half of what happened and I’m sure most of you reading this wouldn’t
be able to have a DAY like that without crying. I’m sure with 99% of you, at
least once tears will shed. Izuku during his time has been through emotionally
exhausting feats and I think it’s absolutely INCREDIBLE that Horikoshi gives us
this raw character with RAW emotions. Through Izuku being this emotional, not
only does it help us relate to him much more but it helps shows that, hey you
can still be strong AND be emotional too. Emotions doesn’t equal weakness and
Horikoshi really shows that tremendously, especially when the audience are a
group of young ones-adults that are taught daily showing emotions is weak and
you have to be strong and not show weakness because apparently crying shows
weakness. With Izuku, all of that is stomped on the ground and it’s truly
And oh boy, my favorite part of Izuku! So most shounen
protagonists I have seen and come across are usually born or given this great
ability suddenly and yes, while they have to train, they normally get the hang
of it pretty quickly and are pretty op with it (I’m looking at you Natsu). Most
of the time nakama power is enough to win the battle even though the power
difference is crazy different. Yet with Izuku, it’s not like that at all. We
are 145 chapters in and Izuku can only still use a small portion of One for All
still and he’s gotten to the point where, because of his continuous idiotic use
of One for All, he has the major consequence that if he uses it too much at
100%, he could lose FUNCTION IN HIS ARMS. OH YEA, PRETTY BIG DEAL AND
CONSEQUENCE FOR THAT.
From what I just wrote, this was my favorite thing that was
Yes, folks, he not only says that once, not twice, but
multiple times throughout the series. I think the most recent time he said it
was during Episode 27 when he was climbing the walls, though I’m sure he’s said
it in the future arcs and I forgot about it. Due to this new given status he
was given, Izuku acknowledges that he is completely far behind from everyone
else, he understands that he is at the bottom of the totem pole and that he has
to work 10x harder than everyone else since he lost about 10-11 years to get
used to his quirk. And throughout the series, Horikoshi doesn’t pull back on
that, in fact he really drives it in that, while Izuku does become the greatest
hero of all time, it doesn’t happen overnight, it takes a lot of time, training
and consequences to get to that point. Even from the beginning, we were given a
small glimpse of his incredible training regime and that alone just shows how
much effort he has to put in and even that wasn’t enough. I won’t lie, it feels
so refreshing that the Main Character isn’t some overpowered person who always
gets away with his ridiculous moves, rather it’s nice that he does have
consequences and that he see him actually develop into that role while he is
being surrounded by others who could take that title from him.
Also, not only is he an intelligent and incredibly hard
worker like holy hell, but can we talk about his personality as well? See, here
is another perk about Izuku, we weren’t given some either suave person or an
annoying character that makes you want to rip out your hair because they’re
either too happy or too sad or too emo cringey mess. Rather, Horikoshi gave him
a realist personality who thinks through, is incredibly modest and respectful,
and holy fuck the most selfless character in the entire show.
I mean, we already know
his intelligence and craftiness as he analyzes heroes and their moves as seen
through the constant muttering he does as he watches them and his writings in
Which might I add right
now that I’m really happy Horikoshi gave him this type of analytic behavior as
it makes his earlier actions have a bit more sense involved in them, like due
to his constant observation he was able to use moves in combat that at least
got him by in the beginning
To also tie in with that,
can I say that it is so refreshing to have a main character be a complete DORK
about girls and such like that?? Like for someone who was lonely and only had
much of the internet to interact with, it makes complete sense that in the
beginning he’s really nervous around females or even touching them or talking
Like look at how he talks
Or even how he reacted
when Tsuyu said to put her down
Or even how he reacted
towards Mei when she had her chest all up in his grill.
Not only does having this
personality trait make him a total dork and cutie but it really shows that we
won’t see anything super perverted on Deku’s side. Like if he’s too nervous to
talk or even touch a girl in a different manner, than it really shows how respectful
he is and how modest he is and how we won’t see any pervy side of Deku anytime
soon, which is refreshing for an MC to be that way since most MCs have to
either touch or acknowledge their love interest’s chest before they can be established
as a good character.
Though, I will say that
even though those are amazing points of our birthday boy, the one personality
trait of his that truly makes him a much more fitting hero than Bakugou or even
Todoroki or even my baby Ochako is how incredibly SELFLESS he is. Ok ok I know
that’s a common personality trait but Izuku really takes it to the max
throughout the manga.
Like when right after he was told to jump by Bakugou, his initial thoughts were based on Kacchan not wanting to get severely punished by the law
Or when he risks his
life to save Bakugou from the sludge monster even though he has no quirk
Or when he risks his life
once again to save Ochako even though he can’t control his quirk
Or when he risks his life
AGAIN to save All Might
Or when he attempts to
help Ochako before her fight with Bakugou
Or when he puts his spot
in the tournament on the line to help Todoroki reconcile his fire side
Or when he helps Iida with
the Stain fight and notifies the entire class to come and help
Or when he even goes well
over his power limit to save Kota and show him that heroes are good people that
can hold on their own
Or when, even though he
could lose function in his GOD DAMN ARMS, he still helps the others get Bakugou
back from the villains
And note guys, I didn’t
even list everything. I just listed the things I could remember but there is so
much more that I could have listed as well. And legit, the things I mentioned,
there was no benefit in him doing that, like during the time he did them, all
there were were cons for him, there was nothing positive in any of those
situations for him. And yet? He still did it. He still put himself and his
wishes behind to help those around him and make sure they were successful or
safe, even if it meant his own life on the line. I’ve never seen other shounen
protagonists push themselves this much in only 145 chapters and I think that’s
Alright so this post is
reaching to be about 2k and while I can say more about this wonderful boy, I
also want to make sure that I not only post this on time but that I don’t find
myself repeating the same thing over and over again. While Izuku is not my
favorite character of all time, I am so happy and blessed that he is the main
character of this amazing manga series. He’s grown so much since the first
chapter and Horikoshi is only setting up the series more to have him grow much
more and I’m excited to see how much more he grows as the series progresses. He
is such a good character that is well balanced and realistic and such and I
know for myself personally that I really relate to him in a lot of ways. Truth
be told, it makes me actually really incredibly sad when people dismiss his
reasoning for being a hero or when people just write him off as a cry baby
because there’s so much more to him than just that. His reasoning to be a hero
is realistic and deep enough, his emotions are realistic, his psychological
issues that he faced with in the beginning shows his strength tremendously.
Izuku is one of the best
main characters and I’m so happy all of us were blessed with him on this
wonderful day! Yay!!! Happy Birthday Deku!!!
Tldr; Izuku’s face appears
when you look up the definition of what a friend and a hero is.
why can’t girls just be nice to one another? like fr???? I see so many girls bringing other girls down. honey you are NOT a “cake face,” a “hoe,” a “bitch,” or a “skank” for wearing the clothes you like or the makeup that makes you feel beautiful! post selfies! tell other girls you like their lipstick! start loving yourself and others! and I’m not just talking about white cis girls. ALL WOMEN NEED TO START RESPECTING EACHOTHER. I can not tell you how many times I’ve been called a bitch or a slut just for wearing clothes I think are cute! honestly I am tired of all the women on women hatred. every time I see a girl I try to compliment her! a simple, “I love your hair!” or, “cute shirt!” goes a LONG way! let’s stop hating eachother and ourselves please. ladies you are ALL beautiful! WOC, trans women, everyone!
Dating ((Tom Holland)) Peter Parker Would Include… || Peter Parker x Reader
a/n: not like my usual imagines but i thought this would be fun! :-) also this is pretty dumb but i enjoy it!! SORRY THIS WAS LONG BUT I HAD FUN and i didn’t want to leave too long of a break before the next imagine
before you were dating though peter would’ve been so scared to even approach you tbh
“there she is, go talk to her! hey (Y/N)!”
“oH MY GOD SHUT THE FUCK UP YOU LITTLE–oh hi (Y/N)!”
and then, when pete finally got the balls to ask you out, he would almost cry out of happiness when you said yes
like when you say yes, peter is already waiting for rejection, so he flips his shit
he would also be so awkward while asking it, fiddling with his sleeves
“hey (Y/N), I was wondering if…I dunno maybe…if…you would…”
“are you okay peter? Is there something you want to say??”
(externally) “ok cool, yeah see you tonight (Y/N)”
then when it’s time for the date peter takes you out to dinner bc he’s classy
he’ll take you somewhere expensive and nice because he needs to impress
peter sHOWING UP IN A SUIT!! AND STARING AT YOU BC YOU’RE GORGEOUS
“hey peter!! you look great!!”
he just stutters and is like “yeah..you look great too..damn”
then the date goes perfectly and leads to loads of other dates
and he’s super respectful and treats yOU RIGHT!! GET YOU A MAN LIKE THAT!!
when he asks you to be his girlfriend he’s just as nervous as asking you out
“what’s wrong peter??”
“will you be my girlfriend?”
and when you guys are official he still asks for your permission to do things
“can i kiss you?”
“oh my god of course you can we’re dATING”
whenever you’re insecure about whatever your man is THERE
“i swear, you are the most amazing person i’ve ever met”
and he tells you that he’s spiderman after you’ve been dating for about 2 months
you (understandably) freak the fuck out for his safety and general well being
him assuring you that he’ll be safe, and that because of you he’ll be even more careful because if he gets hurt you’ll have to date someone that’s not him
which is “unjust” and “practically a crime”
also peter is always so ecstatic when you do literally anything
“yes babe! good job!!”
“babe all i did was finish this worksheet wtf”
also that boy has a fucking great body is all i’m sayin
and i’m just saying that y’all would have great sex
like kinky shit because peter deffo has a few kinks
not a daddy kink though he probably thinks that shit’s weird but deffo a hair pulling kink
also can we talk about hOW HIS AUNT LOVES YOU
she literally was so happy for both of you that you guys are dating
after she met you the first time she was just smiling
“so may what did you think?”
“SHE WAS SO CUTE PETE I’M SO HAPPY FOR YOU!!!”
peter always going to may for advice too
him saying the first “i love you” on accident
like you two are just on his couch eating pizza and he just says it
“god, i love you”
“I mean…you know what? I really do love you.”
“I love you too Peter”
also peter isn’t big on pda but you love showing him off (who wouldn’t)
whenever you initiate pda, peter always holds your hand or kisses you back
not fighting that often but when you do it’s BAD
and you both end up crying tbh because that’s how much you love each other
always making up though
being the school’s lowkey/chill/cutest couple
geeking thE FUCK OUT TOGETHER BECAUSE YOU’RE NERDS
and sometimes being fake excited to make peter happy
just making each other happy
loving each other unconditionally
also if u like this pls tap that little heart over there bc it really motivates me to write more and i appreciate every single one of you ♡ and if you ever have an issue (spelling/grammar or even the concept) just dm me!
Need I say who? I’ve recently developed a crush for these two as a couple thanks to some excellent writing by mahbecks. They were sweet enough to indulge my love of these two by writing a story centered around them titled ‘In Love and War’. I’m still blown away they’re writing this wonderful gift for me… like wow.
Cassandra, the romantic at heart, and Varric, the romantic in writing. I wanted to capture a more casual moment with these two. Maybe Varric convinced Cassandra to let loose, kick off her boots and relax. Maybe he wanted to enjoy the sun on his skin? You know she’d be a blushing mess, fumbling for words, but he’d find the chance to comfort her with a gentlemanly kiss.
bitty has outgrown this place, and the people in it.
tw: homophobic language/slurs
word count: 1800
for @stitchedopen, 3rd place winner in my fic giveaway! i hope you like it!
The clinking of Jack’s fork against his plate as he sets it down is very unnerving. It’s not the only sound in the room but it’s by far the loudest, to him at least. Even louder than Suzanne’s pleasant babbling (no wonder where Bitty gets it from) and the gentle lull of music being played on a radio somewhere in another room. Probably the kitchen, where Bitty’s finishing up supper.
There’s a shuffling around the corner and Coach becomes visible as he nears the bottom of the staircase. “Jack,” he mumbles gruffly in greeting, giving him a nod and sitting at the head of the table.
“Hello, Mr. Bittle,” Jack replies, smiling a little. “How’s the season going? Still the reigning champs of Morgan County?” If there’s one thing Jack knows he can get Coach to talk about, it’s football. It might be a much different sport than hockey, Jack surmises, but the passion they share for their sports is more than enough for them to hold a conversation.
“Oh, they lost their first game of the season last week. Nevin’s got an injury and we had to switch around the lineups– you remember, Nevin, receiver, curly hair, he’s in the team picture in the living room– anyway, I’m sure it hurt their chemistry.” Coach would talk strategy with Jack for hours, if it was up to him, but Eric is coming into the dining room now. He’s got on yellow oven mitts with tiny white flowers, and he’s holding a tray with a roast and some vegetables.
“The meat’s a little dry, Lord help me, I should stick to baking,” Eric laughs, setting the tray down on the table. “But all the vegetables should be good and I’ve got some pumpkin muffins with a fantastic cream cheese frosting waiting for us in the kitchen.” Everyone starts to serve themselves. The meat’s not dry at all, but Jack keeps that to himself. Sometimes Bitty needs little things to dwell on, to keep himself busy so he’s not worrying so much about the big stuff. Jack knows that.
“So,” Suzanne starts after a minute, and Jack can tell that this is going to be a long one. He glances up at her, a signal that he’s listening. “The Gardeners are having a potluck this Friday, and they sent us an invitation.”
Bitty nearly drops his fork. “The Gardeners?” he hisses. “As in, Melissa and Kyle?”
“Those Gardeners,” Suzanne replies smugly. Jack and Coach exchange a look, humor gleaming in both of their eyes. The drama is about to unfold, they can tell. “What right do they think they’ve got, inviting us to their potluck after what happened at ours?”
Bitty turns to Jack, waving his hands as he speaks. “Two summers ago, we held a potluck here for the neighborhood, and when the Gardeners showed up, Kyle was drunk as a skunk and knocked over our entire dessert table. The whole thing! It was all ruined! And it would have been okay, but they didn’t even bring anything to the potluck in the first place, and they never apologized, and oh, it was such a mess, everyone tried to act like it wasn’t a big deal but darlin’ you should’ve seen the look on Moomaw’s face, I swear she was on the verge of a heart attack.” He shifts abruptly back toward Suzanne. “Mama, we’ve got to go.”
“Oh, I know that, of course we do. Dicky, what you’ve gotta do is bake the best pie those folks have ever tasted, let them know exactly what they were destroying when they had the nerve-”
Jack hums quietly, making a mental note. Potluck on Friday. Prepare for a spectacle.
Bitty’s fingers press against Jack’s neck as he helps him straighten his collar. Jack doesn’t really need the help, he supposes, but the contact is welcome, brief but full of warmth, not the kind of affection Jack usually gets when they’re with Bitty’s parents. They’ve been trying really hard, Jack can tell, and Bitty has too. But he understands why Eric sometimes has trouble being soft with Jack around Suzanne and Coach.
“Don’t you just look dashing,” Bitty says with a smile, placing his hand flat on Jack’s chest.
“Only because you picked my outfit,” Jack laughs. Bitty laughs with him, nodding in agreement. He’s got little crinkles at the edges of his eyes when he laughs, and Jack rubs his thumb over them, absent minded.
“You ready, Dicky?” Suzanne calls from the kitchen. The noises of the coffee pot stop and Jack can hear her pouring herself a cup.
“All ready!” Bits yells back. He reaches up his hand and squeezes Jack’s wrist before whirling around into the kitchen. Jack watches Bitty’s hips swing as he leaves, his jeans a little tighter than usual since he’s outgrown some of the clothes that he left here during the school year, and wonders if wore them on purpose.
The potluck is bustling. There are people of all ages, from the tiny toddlers playing in the Slip ‘N Slide far left in the back yard to the old ladies knitting underneath the sugar maple next to the house in a comically stereotypical manner. Jack opens Eric’s door for him not out of chivalry but out of necessity– when he emerges from the car, his arms are full of tupperware containers.
“Let me take some, bud” Jack offers, but Bitty shakes his head.
“I’ve got to bring them over myself.”
“This one’s cherry with a lattice crust,” Eric is explaining as he removes the lid from the nearest tupperware container. The egregious Melissa Gardener turns out to be a petite brunette with a smattering of freckles across her upturned nose. “And this one’s pumpkin, I know it’s not really the season but I had some materials left over from the muffins I made the other night and I’m sure it’ll be just delightful, I made the whipped cream myself– now, they’re all desserts. I was sure you’d need some.”
Jack stifles a laugh. The bite in Bitty’s voice is unmistakable. “Where should I set them?” Eric asks, still sweet as sugar but with a lilt that suggests this isn’t an innocent question. “This table seems a little… unsteady. I wouldn’t want them to fall, heaven forbid.”
“This table’s fine,” Melissa ensures him, smiling. “Thank you so much for the contributions.”
“It’s nothing at all.”
They burst out laughing as soon as she leaves, Bitty collapsing into Jack’s chest. Jack’s arms come around him automatically and squeeze. “Bits, that was cold.”
“Really? Here I was, thinking I was being so courteous.”
They stay in the embrace for a few more seconds before Bitty shifts away from Jack. It’s subtle, but Jack understands. He squeezes Bitty’s shoulder and then takes a step away. Bitty’s out to everyone who matters, but some people don’t know. And some still have their prejudices.
“Bits, where’s the bathroom?” Jack asks. The noise is already getting to him. He knows he’s got a while of this to go, and he’s sure he’ll be fine, but he just needs a minute to adjust. Eric points him in the right direction, then goes back to arranging the pies on the table.
“Eric!” Bitty whips around. It’s a tall guy with acne scars in a red polo shirt. Bitty looks up, his face ghostly stricken for a second, then paints a big smile on.
“Hey, Todd,” he replies as the guy moves closer. “How have you been.”
“I’ve been fine, thanks,” Todd says. Eric tugs on the bottom of his shirt and glances over at Jack, entering the house. “Who’s the guy?” Todd asks, nodding toward him.
“Jack,” Eric says. “My… my boyfriend.”
Todd smiles. He turns his gaze to Bitty. “I’ve gotta say, Eric, I’m impressed! I expected you to come home with some twinky faggot in a pink H&M scarf.”
Eric inhales sharply. “Go away,” he says quietly, looking at his shoes. “My love life is none of your business.”
“We all knew you were a homo, Bittle, I guess it’s just a little surprising that you’re still showing your face around here. Are you queers ever gonna stop shoving your agenda in our faces? Huh? Go back to Samwell, eh?” He’s inching closer now, and Eric’s cheeks are flaming red.
“Go fuck yourself,” Eric mutters, turning his back. He unstacks a tin of macadamia nut cookies from his lemon meringue, and opens it. His hands are shaking as he spreads them out artfully.
Todd ignores his response, instead reaching over Bitty and sweeping up several cookies. “Don’t mind if I do,” he says as he stuffs one in his mouth. “Mmm,” he replies, smirking. “They’re a little bit… fruity, don’t you think?”
“That’s not even funny,” Eric rolls his eyes. “Get the hell away from me.”
“And if I don’t?”
There’s a hand on the back of Bitty’s neck and he’s flinching, he’s freezing, he can’t move he can’t breathe–
“If you don’t,” Jack whispers, his voice robotic and cold. “I’ll beat the shit out of you, and you can crawl home to your mother and tell her you got your ass handed to you by a faggot. Does that sound like a good enough reason to stop?”
Todd takes a step back. “Don’t you fucking touch me,” he hisses at Jack. “You’re not from around here, are you? You don’t know who my dad is, do you?”
“Let me guess. Mayor of some town I’ve never heard of? Principal of the local high school? Do you know who my father is, noune?” Jack puffs up his shoulders. “Because I can guaran-fucking-tee that my dad is a hell of a lot worse to mess with than yours. So you might just wanna step off.”
“Whatever. I shouldn’t be talking to y’all anyway. Just in case it’s contagious, you know?” Todd smirks.
“I’m going to fucking kill you,” Jack says, still matter of fact, balling his fists and lunging toward Todd. Todd flinches, but the blow doesn’t come. Bitty’s caught the back of Jack’s t-shirt in his hand.
“Jack, honey, it’s okay. I can handle it.”
“But this– this asshole–”
“Trust me, sweetpea, I’ve got this.” Eric smiles.
“Yeah, you’re sure gonna take care of me, Bittle, what can you weigh, a hundred and ten? I bet you couldn’t even–”
“Pity,” Eric says sweetly as the pie tin slides down Todd’s face, then down his shirt, coating him in cherry filling. “That lattice crust was gorgeous.”
“You– you–” Todd splutters, wiping cherry crud out of his eyes, but Bitty and Jack are already walking away.
“Enjoy the snacks, Melissa,” Eric calls over his shoulder as they make their way to the car. “We’re gonna head out.”