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wisteriavines · 1 year
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Discontinued Writing (Change Starts With One)
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July 15th — the day Midoriya Izuku was born in one world, and the day Dahlia Jones died in another. 
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Izuku was only a year old when he awoke with clarity and understanding. He wasn’t Dahlia Jones anymore, she died. He is Midoriya Izuku now, a baby boy. 
He didn’t quite break down, not so much in the sense of tears and snot, but more in the sense of staring blankly at the wall in front of him as his brain malfunctioned in an effort to process the sudden knowledge. 
Dahlia never really cared about gender or pronouns, she shrugged when people misgendered her due to her clothing or hairstyle. It wasn’t a problem. But she distinctly saw herself as female. Grew up female with all that the birth-gender entails. Puberty was a bitch but it was her bitch. 
Izuku..for all that he was Dahlia Jones and she is now him, female pronouns don't quite fit anymore with him. Male pronouns were and still are a work in progress but he doesn’t feel...wrong or uncomfortable when they’re used, just confused and frustrated. Because for all that he is male, he knows what it means to be female. 
Dahlia’s life is a building block, the base so to say, of his own person. She was a quiet, easily annoyed, kind, take-no-bullshit, smart woman. She graduated college, became a librarian to live as simple and easy as she could while still indulging the part of her that genuinely liked children. 
Izuku in turn is a quiet, kind, and smart child. He loves to read and listen to stories of all kinds. He can’t stand any form of bullying, would step up and defend those that can’t or are too afraid and unwilling. Even when he became the target instead and no one helped him. Dahlia blamed children’s bad behavior and attitude on the adults and environment. Izuku does too because he can see it happening. 
A quirkless child doesn’t know what they’re saying, right?
When he first heard and saw quirks, Izuku was entranced. Dahlia’s world, life, never had anything like it except in comics and movies. He wanted to study them, figure out everything they could do. He was so excited at the prospect of getting a superpower of his own. 
Izuku laughs at the irony now.
He has a lifetime’s knowledge of being quirkless, knows exactly what he is capable of because he knows a world that was filled with quirkless people and oh, what amazing feats they achieved. He is quirkless but so was everyone else when rocket science was achieved and space travel was accomplished. 
It disgusts him how far discrimination has come. 
A child with the ability to change hair colors is suddenly more capable than him when just last week she only ever had blonde hair. What good will pink, blue, purple hair be when they’re in the park playing tag against children with more destructive and physical quirks? Why is a weak and surface-level useless quirk held at a higher standard than he? Why must society turn against him, the very definition of their ancestors? Why - when - how are quirks the equalizer of someone’s worth? 
No one had an answer beyond detention for causing and being a “distraction”. 
Dahlia disliked school but Izuku loathes it. Teachers turning away from obvious bullying. Students becoming bystanders and encouraging the bullies. Bullies growing bolder and worse at the praise and lack of being told “no”. 
Case in point: Bakugou Katsuki. 
With his mother being best friends with the blonde’s mother, Izuku has known Bakugou since he was in diapers (an experience he very much wishes to bleach from his memories). He grew up with Bakugou, became accustomed to his vulgar language and harsh attitude. And has watched the system fail him. 
The moment Bakugou got his quirk was the moment things took a turn for the worst. Purposely set off explosions written off as lack of control. Attitude problems waved off as part of his quirk. Praised for his quirk. Expectations and pressure placed on his small shoulders because of his quirk. His quirk - his quirk - his quirk. Never him. Never Katsuki. Always his quirk. 
Izuku does not fault the boy for slapping his hand away that day in the forest. Does not fault him for his harsh words and heat coated hands. The fault is the system which has failed a child and likely many others too. 
Dahlia was born an American and was raised to judge and question the system, to fight the system and for what is right. Izuku isn’t an American but shares the sentiment since all it seems the USA is popular for are its protests. The need to speak and stand up, to fight for what he believes in. It helps that his father is in America and calls in every Friday, it makes him feel closer to who Dahlia was as a person. 
Midoriya Izuku is seven-years-old, Quirkless in a world of superpowers, feeling older than he really is, and exhausted at the utter failure society has seemed to become.
Laws have been made and passed. Laws that no one actually upholds. So called “heroes” causing more damage than good. So called “villains” having been pushed down too many times and simply accepting their place in the world. Life isn’t black and white, heroes and villains. Life isn’t fair, never has been and never will be. 
But it can be better. 
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July 15th — the day where everything and nothing changed. 
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turbo-tsundere · 8 months
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Disaster duo eyeballs appreciation post
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and sketch.
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radiance1 · 4 months
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Pariah Dark. Ghost King. Master of War. Tyrant. The Breaker of Worlds.
Currently found himself... perplexed and at a loss.
He had assumed he would never be free once more, the one-time his punishment was cut short he wrote it off as the mistake it was. A pitiful fool who believed he could claim his crown from his prison without consequences.
The second time.
Well.
He would not have thought himself to be so lucky, assuming that no other would be foolish enough to free him once more.
He most likely should have learned not to assume a lot of things, when one is more than acquainted with the Master of Time. There was a lot he would do and did for the other before his eternal rest, and a lot of things he could've wrapped his mind around, found out the reason for, even so long as he had the clues no doubt left by Time.
But this.
This.
He was not exactly sure what his expression was, he could not even decide what exactly he was feeling, even. "Dearly belo-" Pariah Dark hid his mistake by clearing his throat. "Master of Time, what exactly do you intend for me to do with... these."
'These' referred to the small beasts currently amusing themselves on his body. A pitch-black chick with red eyes currently nesting in his hair, a snake trying to loop itself-and failing at looping- itself around his neck, a puppy currently resting on his arm and a cub currenting trying to get said puppy's attention only to be zapped away by the pup's foot.
Yes.
Zapped.
Despite this utterly befuddling situation, he was amused by it nonetheless.
"Your parole," The Master of Time said, all-knowing smile on his face. "Surely you would know what to do with children, would you not?"
Pariah Dark blinked. "What in the infinite is a parole?" Pariah tasted the word on his tongue, as if it was foreign to him. And, well. It was. "And what, exactly, would that have to do with children?"
The Master of Time's smile eased into faint amusement, as if aware of some joke the king himself was not.
Which happened more often than not, actually.
"Take good care of these children, and you shall be released from eternal sleep." He said, as if that explained everything. But Pariah Dark was staring at him in clear and undisguised puzzlement.
He then raised an eyebrow. "You would leave me alone with children? Truly? With no qualms?"
The personification of Time nodded, and Pariah could blink slowly, as if he had trouble wrapping his head around this. "Dearly beloved, surely you would not think that this-" If Clockwork noticed his slip of the tongue, then he didn't point it out as Pariah Dark continued. "Would be the best of ideas, no? Surely, you should be worrying for their safety."
Clockwork's eyes filled with mirth as he inclined his head slightly. "Well, do you currently hold any thoughts of harming these children?"
Pariah Dark's face gave away his faint confusion. "Not particularly, no."
"Then that is that." The ancient ghost nodded, as if everything was already decided and done as Pariah could only stare at him in unsurprised exasperation before shaking his head.
Perhaps, he should have expected this.
"The one currently making a nest of your hair goes by Vlad, the Pheonix King." Clockwork pointed his staff to the chick in question, who squinted open an eye before nestling further into the king's hair. He then pointed to the snake. "The one currently trying to strangle you, is Danny. Our prince as well as what humans would call an eastern dragon."
The way Clockwork pronounced our had Pariah feeling like it held another meaning and not just him being known as the prince.
Was there something he was not aware of...?
The staff then pointed to the pup dozing off in his arms. "That one," Clockwork said with faint amusement. "Goes by Dan, a fusion between the phoenix and dragon resulted in his creation and he soon became his own entity after becoming secluded from his timeline after its erasure." He said this casually, as if it weren't something that would cause questions. "He is also a Raiju."
How a bird and snake gave way to dog, Pariah does not know.
The staff then pointed to the last child in his arms, trying to bother Dan and being kicked away and zapped for its efforts. "That is Dani, formally Danielle. She is a Mishipeshu who is the only successful clone of the phoenix and dragon, making her our technical princess."
Again, the emphasis of our left Pariah feeling like there was something he should know. A missing piece to a puzzle he didn't even know he had started.
"You said this one was a king, correct?" Pariah asked, shifting around his arms to better support the pup and cub. "Would the phoenix's not take offense to me of all people being the one to raise their ruler?" As soon as the words left his tongue did he remember who exactly he was talking to.
He was met with a vicious smile, one that he did not see until the days of yore. His non-existent heart skipped a beat.
"Well, if they would like to voice their... displeasure." The Master of Time practically purred that sentence out, and Pariah felt something odd shift inside him. "Then they are surely allowed to do so."
Pariah grunted, silent for a few moments. Clockwork moved towards him in that time, and Pariah stood still, only tracking the ghost with his eyes. "I am quite certain you would make a wonderful father, dear-"
Excuse him, dear..?
"-So why not prove me right as you always have, hm?" Pariah Dark blinked, opening his mouth to speak before his mind screeched to a halt as he felt a pair of lips upon his own before they moved away in the next moment.
A ghost of a kiss.
"Now, run along now why don't you." Clockwork had a mischievous glint in his eyes, before Pariah found himself surrounded by a wide pasture, spanning as far as his eyes could see (and he could see very far) and at the end a forest with a house behind him.
But he could not react, even as he felt pecks upon his head, a bite at his ear and most surely the scratching of claws against his form.
His hair burst into green flames as he stood stalk still.
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futur3gh02t · 4 months
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Hey guys so I watched ManlyBadassHero play an indie horror gay called Beary The Hatchet. Might be a little fixated on this one. (The second I started getting into it I started drawing this for several hours straight and now my hand hurts like hell.
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Genuinely in love with kirvia’s use of color theory
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quentinfiletmignon · 11 months
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PAPA EMERITUS IV • GHOST
A4 • STABILO point 88 liners
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dootznbootz · 5 months
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To ME, The Iliad and The Odyssey are about the different reactions to trauma and "hate".
The Iliad is about how a man gets destroyed by hatred. Achilles is "destroyed" metaphorically because his hatred and grief caused him to lose his "humanity". Hector is killed by a man filled with so much hatred (Achilles). Both men are "gone".
The Odyssey, being what happens directly after, is about how a man can come BACK from such hatred. Menelaus and Nestor, while still in pain from the war (the time, friends, and family they lost), are still able to move forward and live normal lives. We watch this happen in real time through Odysseus.
Odysseus' name means to hate and be hated, something he's been probably doing since he left Ithaca to a degree. You could even see the slaughter of the suitors as being the "final fight" he has to go through before the "healing". He gains back his humanity, kingdom, and identity by loving and being loved. (Niko's post about Odysseus and his identity. It delves further into all that well!)
Some people are lost to war and some people CAN come back from it. While the ancients (of every culture as well!) didn't have the semi-universal term PTSD yet, they knew damn well people who have experienced trauma tend to be "different" afterward and had their own stories and even some "remedies"
Other ancient works, such as those by Hippocrates, describe soldiers who experienced frightening battle dreams. (Source, whole article gives more info on ancient PTSD too!)
Celsus, a Roman doctor described a condition named Insania sine fibre.
In Ancient Mesopotamia, “They described hearing and seeing ghosts talking to them, who would be the ghosts of people they’d killed in battle – and that’s exactly the experience of modern-day soldiers who’ve been involved in close hand-to-hand combat.” (Source)
This is my own interpretation, but in a way, I think the Epic Cycle is...showcasing that. The Iliad shows how trauma can "end" a person. And The Odyssey is kind of a way to give some hope to folks in a "Hey, you CAN get better. You CAN have your life back."
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corpsebunniie · 2 months
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warning: springtrap, blood and guts.
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silly painting style of springtrap or "Pintrap" as im calling him, i drew him based on a pin up photo i found on pinterest @spaciebabie come get your mans hes being a whore
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“Can’t we find a way out of this without getting in a fight?”
“No, Merlin.. Without Marcille here to use her magic, we don’t have any alternatives than this.”
“..Ah…”
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kimetsu-chan · 3 months
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I got my report card today :l
i got A’s and A-‘s for every subject except one. Which was a B+
which isn’t horrible, but it’s not as good as last year which I’m a little upset by
I’m just glad my exam scores were low to mid 90s 😭
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wikagirl · 1 year
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Come on Barbie let's go party
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nerdierholler · 5 days
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Ok, I found a fake instagram post maker and made a few to try out with the text. Here's examples of both the polaroids and insta posts. I'm still undecided on which I like better. It's pondering time.
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komashkathesilly · 10 months
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<3 luka
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rebouks · 6 months
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For some reason @zosa95 i can't answer this ask so we're doing it this way instead.. get ur shit together tumblr gosh 😆
Yes 👀
Probably not.. unless there's a reason to
Nah they're done! Ivan would'a been fine with Pixie n' seeing Jacob now n then tbh, Jude's just a neat lil bonus 😁
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a-dorin · 4 months
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is it just me or is a “what if?” star wars show really unnecessary because we literally have fanfic writers who have already explored some of those “what ifs?”
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angrygreengxrl · 8 months
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Things that could have been adressed in Loki series but were not for some reason:
Lokis Jotun heritage
Thanos choking Loki to death
Thor and Loki reunion and the sun shining on them again
Lokis issues with selfdaubt, feeling unloved, feeling evil, hopeless and helpless
Some more Norse mythology
Loki finally making a ONE goddamn healthy friendship
What we got:
Loki being side character in his own series
More trauma
Selfcest and Toxic friendship/workmate
Nothing from the past adressed except destruction of asgard whish is actually more trauma no healing
Woke female Loki variant that requires making OG Loki weaker and dumber so she could seem strong and girlboss
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The only good thing about forcing myself to finally sit and finish watching The Flash, is seeing Caitlin come back. God the pain that was, and the deep, long rants I can go on about what they did with her character. Isn’t it lovely that we have no character development in the whole last season for a character we followed since season one? So much fun that was. Ugh. The only redemption it has is bringing her back because you best believe the rage in me. I jumped up when she appeared. The only excitement I had in those last 4 eps lol. Like watching this show was fun when her character was doing interesting things. Especially when Frost was still in the picture. Then they fucked that up only to then burn the rest of it. Which isn’t surprising; we’re talking about writers that clearly gave zero fucks, but mate, why?? Anyway, finished the show. So yay to that.
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