hold your hand

  • Bakugou: It's dark in here.
  • Kirishima:
  • Bakugou: It's not like I'm scared or anything.
  • Kirishima:
  • Bakugou: Nope, not me. I'm fuckin Bakugou Katsuki. I'm not scared of shit. Not even the dark.
  • Kirishima: Do you want me to hold your hand?
  • Bakugou:
  • Bakugou: Yes.
Fall in love with someone...

If you ever fall in love… fall in love with someone who wants to know your favorite color and how you like your coffee. Fall in love with someone who loves the way you laugh and would absolutely anything to hear it. Fall in love with someone that puts their head on your chest just to hear your heart beat. Fall in love with someone who kisses you in public and isn’t afraid to show you off to everyone they know. Fall in love with someone who makes you question why you were afraid to fall in love in the first place. Fall in love with someone who never wants to hurt you and will do anything to try and protect you from anything. Fall in love with someone who falls in love with all your flaws and thinks you became their version of the word ‘perfect’. Fall in love with someone who thinks that you’re the one they would love to wake up with each morning and each day.

I want bigots to feel unsafe expressing their bigoted views. I want people to feel like their social circle and family will judge them, I want them to feel like they might lose their job and face financial ruin.

I want the world to be very unsafe and unwelcoming to those who’s “views” undermine the safety and existence of other people.

So don’t tell me not to fight fire with fire, I WANT to burn this shit down. I want to have so much pre-emptive and reactionary hatred for bigots that they feel unsafe, that they taste just a little of what their hatred brings to the lives of others.

I don’t want to Mother Theresa people, I don’t want to hold hands, sing kumbaya and guide people see my viewpoint. I want to create a world where their bigoted viewpoints are seen as inherently disgusting and these kinds of people are pushed to the fringe of society and we all view them with scorn.

I don’t need to change, people don’t need to change who they fundamentally are to fit into the world of a bigot and we don’t need to earth mother this bullshit and lead them there on a cloud of endless patience and internalised screaming.

So I’ll fight hate with hate, fire with fire, I’ll hate every bigot with passion and set fire to the very institutions that shelter them and take pleasure in salting the goddamn Earth with their tears.

I just want to hold your hand.

I want to listen to your favourite songs and look at you as you slowly start dancing to them.

I want to look into your eyes and see the stars reflecting in them.

I want to visit my favourite places with you.

I want to meet your friends.

I want to know what scares you the most.

I want to hear about all your dreams.

I just want to hold your hand.

I want to laugh at the lamest jokes you can think of.

I want to wipe your tears after watching sad movie.

I want to be the one you find yourself thinking about before you go to sleep.

I want to tell you about the future and the places I want to visit.

I want to know about the things you regret.

I want to lie next to you on the grass and watch the clouds go by.

I just want to hold your hand.

I want to be the reason you smile at your phone.

I want to take you to your happy places and watch how happy you are.

I want to rub your back.

I want to be the person you drunk call or text to.

I want to go to movies with you and sit in the back so I could be watching you instead of the movie.

I want to eat your favourite food with you.

I just want to hold your hand.

I want to be in the same room as you and secretly look at you as you read.

I want to tell you how much you mean to me.

I want to see you blushing when I tell you how much I love you.

I want to be in the bed with you, not having sex, just enjoying your company.

I want to give you something nice on your birthday.

I want to make you tea when you are cold and hand you paper tissues.

I just want to hold your hand.

I want to watch my favourite show with you and be obsessed and not judged.

I want to stay awake until the morning and just sit on the roof with you and talk about stupid things.

I want to change the wallpaper on my phone to a photo of us.

I want to get lost in your eyes.

I want to let my cat sit in your lap and just watch you guys get along.

I want to introduce you to all my friends.

I just want to hold your stupid hand and do all the things that people in love do.


U n p r e v e n t a b l e

Once a deep and powerful connection between two people has been made, they become a vital part of each other’s lives and there is no separating them. No measure of distance or duration of silence can prevent the outbreak of smiles and laughters or the strong desire to leap into each other’s arms when they come together once more.