palestine is in a complete and utter blackout with israel launching hundreds of its heaviest airstrikes so far across gaza. this is a mass slaughter and we won't even know the extent of the casualties until it's over; israel have cut off telecommunications so they can commit their atrocities in the dark. there is a genocide happening right in front of our eyes and every person who has ever defended israel's "right to defend itself" has the blood of palestinians on their hands. we cannot ignore what is one of the most devastating massacres in human history.
I used to be yours, I think
(Which is to say, I still am)
belonging to you, like a soldier
belongs to a general, or
that thing you owned, the one
I- I'm sorry- broke by accident.
I used to be yours, I tell myself,
and I don't look away from your claws
I don't pretend you don't snarl and bare your teeth,
like a wounded animal, like a beat up dog,
and I don't forget the biting, no,
but I forgive.
It's weird, I think.
You're not a very nice person, at all,
sometimes you're angry and I flinch,
and sometimes, now, sometimes
you're angry and I can't help but smile.
I'll keep the scars.
It's not a choice I'm making, it's not
like they're fading away
anytime soon, you know?
and my friends don't get why I love you
-I mean, they wouldn't get it
if they knew, if they knew that
you're the sun, and I don't orbit around you
or I try not to, nowadays-
but, you know, I don't think you know either.
I don't think I know, too, so.
I think
when you were made, out of gold and sunfire and old laurels,
out of the feeling of climbing a mountain
with your bare hands,
and watching the world from its peak,
I think they made me too, that day,
and they didn't make me for you
I think they'd have done a better job
but I looked over at you and thought,
huh.
And that's just how it's been ever since.
Decchan drawings by @/nstime23
Izuku wakes up in the middle of the night in a cold sweat. Heart pounding hard, fingers cold. He sits up on the bed, trying to catch his breath. He hadn't had bad dreams for a long time.
It's pouring outside as the room is suddenly illuminates with a bright light. A loud thunder from the above makes Izuku flinch. Rubbing the nosebridge, he closes his eyes, trying to focus on how to calm down.
But his heart was still pounding in fear, as if he was chased by a bunch of wolves. Ears were full of his own blood boiling. He almost kicks himself out of the bed, stepping quietly towards the bathroom.
Having reached the sink, he leans on it with almost the whole body. Turning on the cold water he leans in and puts his head under it. It cools, but he feels a lump of emotion rolls up to the throat.
He realizes that his eyes are fully wet and just watches as the water goes down the sink, mixed with his own tears. He doesn't know why he is crying, he just feels very bad.
Suddenly he felt a warm sensation, someone's arms around him. He shudders and turns around sharply, but there is no one in the bathroom besides him. Only the sound of water filled the ringing silence of the lonely apartment.
A moment later he collapses down to the floor with a loud cry. Even the seething water doesn't block his deafening sob, as if a thousand of knives had been thrust into his back. He stutters, chokes in his own sobs, wishing to feel nothing.
For the past decade, the hero number one has lost the meaning of life, because the most important person to his heart has gone.
"Kacchan..." he barely utters, swallowing another sob. "I miss you so much..."
Decchan by Noguchi-San (nstime23)
Sketch from Noguchi-San (nstime23)
Happy New Year's Everybody <3
I always think of this, they had to go and put Bakugou and Deku in THAT part of the song… ah, fitting lyrics
Old Decchan Drawing by Noguchi-San
Decchan Sketches by Noguchi-San (@/nstime23)