I LOVE IT WHEN HE MAKES THIS O.O FACE SM

writing accountability, day 33

OKAY so this is yesterday's post, actually - I finished writing super late (for me) and did not have the energy to make a post about it lol. but yeah idk I'm kinda at that place where I'm decently into a draft and am unsure how I should connect the beginning to the end lol. the dreaded middle, if you will 😩 decided I ought to try making a comprehensive timeline, so I'm experimenting with different software programs now to perhaps find something which would make the process easier? idk

word count: 1081/800

we're getting more into a science student's life, and I'm kinda using my knowledge of medical courses to plot out a vague roadmap for that lol. still discovering new aspects of the characters, which is fun:D ahhhh I already wanna write the second draft lol

snippet:

“It’s almost ten,” Florin said gently, and this, too, was new. Quilin had yet to decide how he felt about it. “These journals will be here tomorrow, too.” Quilin exhaled a sharp breath. “I told her I’d at the very least get a list to her before the weekend. I’m not yet trusted enough to write the overview on my own,” he muttered, “which will not change if I don’t prove I’m reliable.” “Quil. You’re literally a second year. You don’t need all this,” Florin said, gesturing to the books around Quilin. “There will be plenty of time to obsess over articles and conferences later.” Quilin bit into his lip, unable to meet Florin’s eyes. Later. Later. With Florin, ‘later’ was not an idea of a future. It was a reminder he may not, in fact, live long enough to see it.

ah, to live every day in constant fear of death. could not be me guys lol

see yaaa later today I think:DD

MHA tweets pt.21- 🕸️Halloween special pt.2 🕸️ +bonus poll

if the drawing wasn't rigged in the bakusquad's favor, what costume would you want to win?

@probabydeadbynow i saw your user (though im now realizing i misread it, lol) and it sparked this short fic idea so i wanted to share it with you before i post to ao3 (bnha, no quirk AU)

There was a piece of graffiti Izuku always saw around town. Sometimes it’d be done in white, other times blue, but most of the time it was purple- each letter looped and sprawling and bleeding into the next. 

Probably dead by now, it always said. 

Izuku didn’t know why he liked it so much. It felt odd to smile at those words when he saw them spray painted underneath the Musutafu bridge but, then again, he remembered seeing those same exact words when he was being driven home from the hospital after breaking his arm for the first time, a lollipop between his lips and a new All Might plush under his arm. And then again the morning his Dad came home for Christmas, surprising Izuku at the door. And then again the day of Kacchan’s 10th birthday party. The one with the All Might impersonator that had carried them both around on his shoulders for a while, their sweaty hands linked behind his head for no other reason except that they were happy. 

White then blue then white again. Purple today. 

Probably dead by now, it always said. 

Probably not, Izuku thought back, peering out of the passenger window with a growing smile. 

Izuku had never seen the artist. Never even caught a glimpse, but their handwriting was paint-splattered over so many of Izuku’s brightest memories. 

“What’s got you so smiley, huh?” Kacchan asked. 

Izuku turned away from the window, watching the way Kacchan’s sweaty hands gripped the steering wheel like his life depended on it. He’d only had his license for a few weeks now. 

“I think something good’s going to happen today,” Izuku replied.

Privately, he was pretty sure it already had. 

Kacchan hadn’t invited Izuku anywhere since that 10th birthday party at the arcade and now they were on their way to tour a newly built school together. 

Kacchan scoffed lightly. “What’s so good about college?” he shot back. 

“I don’t know,” Izuku replied honestly, idly flicking through the UA pamphlet resting on his lap. “Maybe…” Izuku glanced towards Kacchan. Quieter, he said, “Maybe we’ll end up going there together. You know, like old times?” 

Really old times, anyway. When Izuku would trade his apple slices for Kacchan’s potato chips at lunchtime and they’d walk home together in their baby blue smocks, hands clasped firmly together.

Not like the way they’d make passing eye contact in the halls of their high school, always in opposite motion even if Izuku’s eyes would sometimes trail after Kacchan's back. 

Even if sometimes he caught Kacchan looking, too. 

Kacchan was quiet for a few moments, the careful tick of the turn signal a feeble echo of Izuku’s hammering pulse.  

Izuku was pretty sure he remembered seeing that same graffiti- purple, and nearly washed out by a recent rainstorm- the day Kacchan threw Izuku’s notebook from a third story window in junior high. 

“Just don’t expect me to fucking hold your hand,” Kacchan eventually bit out, eyes averted- his focus too intense on the empty road for it mean anything other than embarrassment. 

His tone too light for it to even feel like a denial. 

Izuku quickly turned his gaze to his knees, smothering a smile. The UA pamphlet creased beneath his fingers. 

Probably dead by now.  

Purple. Scribbled across the window of an empty storefront. 

Kacchan had grabbed Izuku’s hand two blocks later and shoved that same pamphlet at him, holding on for a beat too long. 

“You dropped that,” he’d lied. 

His hand had been warm. 

“My dad and I were gonna tour it this weekend but he’s got a work thing.”

Izuku’s eyes had been wide and curious. He’d held his breath while Kacchan scratched the back of his neck and scuffed the toe of his shoe on the ground, casting around for the right words to say. 

“I guess you could take his spot or whatever,” he’d continued with a shrug. “If you pay for gas. ‘Cause I’m going whether you catch a ride or not.”

Izuku had thought that Kacchan would probably leave him in the dust by the time it came to go to college. Or not go, he supposed, but…

Izuku lifted his head again, listening to the way Kacchan hummed softly along with the radio. His sunglasses were All Might themed- a custom release with a subtle design that Izuku hadn’t been able to afford. 

There was a second pair, just like it, shoved towards Izuku’s chest when he first climbed into Kacchan’s car, along with a muttered comment about how Kacchan didn’t want to hear any crybaby complaints about the sun. 

They rested comfortably on Izuku’s head now. 

Probably dead by now, it always said.  

Izuku pulled them down until everything in his field of vision was tinged a soft yellow. 

Life was funny that way, he thought.

I’d also highly recommend!! As much as I love (read: am obsessed with) my hero academia, blue period is easily my fav anime/manga of all time and I re-watch/re-read it all the time

To be completely honest, it’s really comforting and inspiring to me, and while re-watching it on the precipice of my decision to give writing an honest shot or not, it helped me gain the courage to sign up for a writing course and have a little more confidence in my ability to write original works. It hold a very special place in my heart!!

“But I’ve never felt so alive until I made that blue painting. I felt my heart start pounding just now.”

-Yatora Yaguchi, ep.1

Blue Period is one of my all time favorite animes/mangas out there. I haven’t had the time to sit down and read the manga, but I’ve watched the anime. Let me tell you, it does not disappoint. When i stumbled upon Blue Period last year, i was like, “hmmm, this one seems interesting. let’s take a look.”

I can’t tell you how floored i was with the sheer detail and color in this anime. It’s absolutely incredible! Not only that, but the story keeps you intrigued all throughout the anime. The character development is exceptional. The way it was executed was damn near perfect and i love all the details that include the family dynamics of a few characters in this anime. It all has perfect timing and i swear i bawled my eyes out at a few parts.

I think Blue Period is an amazing anime/manga, and if you’re thinking about reading or watching, i say go for it!

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cuute <3

bring back tumblr ask culture let me. bother you with questions and statements

March 50k novel challenge update

Hi everyone! Now that there are a few more people joining, I wanna re-cast this poll to double check we're all on the same page! Original post with all the details is here, and if anyone seeing this is interested in joining you are more than welcome to! pls just leave a comment to lmk :)

Also! Now would be a good time to start thinking about how you typically spend the hours in your day so you can decide how to best incorporate writing time into your schedule in March (personally, im gonna have to spend a lot less time aimlessly scrolling and procrastinating schoolwork lol)

Options for the platform to coordinate this on are:

1- tumblr

2- discord

If you vote for #1 and want this challenge to use the tumblr communities feature pls leave a comment specifying your preference!

taglist for participants: @queengmine2crayon @bluedaelyn @caffinatedcastiel @spookylittlemegan @brightshaw-shipper @superabi1997 @lauravanarendonkbaugh @relentlesslycravingsummer @mayarii-darling

*shoot me a comment if you'd like to be added or dropped from the taglist

reblog if it's okay for your mutuals to message you and create an actual friendship, not just interactions

me, to characters im intentionally making suffer for the Plot:

in related news, i was working on a seroroki time traveler x immortal fic today (that im super excited abt) and i started it in Greece in the year 400 smth BC but then i realized i need to make some huuge time jumps to make the plot work right

and as i typed out the +212yrs all i could think about was immortal todoroki having to live through all that time not knowing if sero was ever coming back :( or if he'd been abandoned :( :(

as if i didnt contrive this whole thing, lol