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met a couple tonight whose meet-cute was the shorter one saying 'bet you i could kick you in the throat' and the taller one standing there starstruck while their friends backed away slowly, as the challenger proceeded to demonstrate said capability with a gentle leg lift laden with intent

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The secret to a peaceful tumblr experience is that every once in a while you gotta be deeply fucking cringe on main so only the strong will keep following you.

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If you have bodily autonomy, then there is always a chance that you will do something to your body that you will regret. This is not an argument for taking that autonomy away.

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(nice day and night?)

(here goes nice night)

Inspired by Plan C Meets A by Blueseabird2 on AO3

(Thank you for writing, I love it. Even if the only comment i’ve given you was to tell you of this fanart i was making five seconds after i told you i would.)

(Edit: now with fool full looping because it wasn’t working on limited loops)

You can’t tell me that Izuku wouldn’t have pillows and stuff in his own nook in the library for long research binges, you just can’t. 

You also can’t tell me that he doesn’t have a bagillion tabs open at all times, most of them bookmarked and on topic folders, to reference and keep ideas. And also maybe because I do that and I’m projecting(?) 

I just imagine him having the time of his life doing analysis and never tiring of it.

Insight on how this came about and a plus below. Very long.

(A corkboard for conspiracy map stringy thing, calendars, notes, and pictures with your mom you both took on a photo booth)

(The pencil-holder-can and trash-can have both lived to be wrapped as practice for the gift-boxes)

(Izuku is the only person in existence to use those rectangles you put on the side of a page to mark something and do it accurately)

(On that note, when a notebook is really thick and you can’t close it properly anymore? But the spine is still super thin? That’s it, that is this notebook on the desk)

So.

I was only going to post a simple rough sketch... but then I said “I want to do better,” and tried looking up how, I figured could at least upgrade it to Sketch. Gave up on that and started on paint tool sai with filtering out colors and making the lines look darker.

But.

Then I thought “What if I painted just some base colors with only water colors,” and I began to do that... but then I started thinking about shading and suddenly it’s night in the picture and I am- well, if there’s shadows there have to be lights right? No problem, that’ll be it. 

But no, I’m making plans to erase some lines on the original sketch to clean up a little, having to make up my own brush (WHICH I LOST but i’d already used it so i guess it was fine) because the others don’t work for that, and putting the titles on the books in light up would be cool- 

Me: Alright, I’m done-

My brain, not getting it’s 2AM: Why not Animate it? 

Me:

My brain: Put a little spark to it >:D

(Me: And there I go)

(My brain, again: Why did you put a speaker to not use it?)

and suddenly---

(here goes spoop?)

I have a kinda spoopy erasure of the all might sticker and with the books I left blank that, completely by chance, would enable me to spell... that.

All Might is not here. In this fic we only have Dadzawa.

It was a very fun night. And a fun afternoon trying to animate it :3c