smaethegae

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i just can’t get over this, todoroki really snapped

I love them so much it hurts

They both act like the same and have the same reaction

I love snails.

foliage study :-) there's an angel in the garden

Thinking Thoughts

BBNO$ is the kind of guy to write a song about cheques and name the song "Chequemate." The song would probably be about money idrk. Maybe like. How he's cornered the "King"/Banks with no escape.

Daily Reminder!

Daily reminder that our toes are constantly touching.

Always.

They never stop unless you force them to.

Even snails are fascinated with nature... 💚

Moths.

Female moths who have children I feel like, should be called Moth-errrr. Moth-er.

What does this say about Father Moths. Are they Faths? Foths? What would baby moths call them?

Wait do baby moths have fathers—

I know I need to stop with these but I just can't stop

As an AO3 author…

If someone responds with a keyboard smash, then obviously, I’m keyboard smashing back.

Like. Thank you for this wonderful code, I can interpret this, I know what the keyboard smash means, thus I’m going to respond in the ancient code of excited happy feelings.

This is genuinely a very good idea, especially for April's Fools. Confusing, relatively harmless, funny.

what if you wore a shirt that featured a picture of you trying to claw your way out of the shirt with a horrid desperate expression and the text "THAT'S NOT ME THAT'S NOT ME I'M TRAPPED IN THE SHIRT"

Writers, ever struggle with what colour you’re picturing in your head, or what name it is, or how to describe it, even?

Here’s a tip.

What I do personally is use HTML colour codes, or really any colour scale graph that gives out #xxxxxx.

Link of the site I use: https://html-color.codes/ Afterwards, I proceed to copy paste whatever colour it is that I’m picturing, so I’ll copy paste for example, #82dc9e.

Once I do that, I will put: “#82dc9e color name” into the search bar, and it gives me the shade name, so now I know the name of the colour that I was thinking of!

Plus, sometimes, it’s best to just have the name rather than use flowery language, especially when it’s a quick analyzation rather than a slow scene to set the mood and surrounding location.

I hope this helps, even a little bit!

(The name and colour I used for the example is medium aquamarine if you’re curious.)

What if our bones get gunked up like our teeth do, but the reason we don’t know that, is because our blood brushes and keeps our bones cleaned like toothbrushes do?

And the reason why our bones get frail the more we move less and become more lazy, is from less blood flow thus more cavities to our bones?

So we should move more and exercise more to brush our bones so they don’t get cavities, too, just like our teeth.

Dont know if this actually works still, haven’t tried it but ya know…if it does then you're welcome 😂

Dabi Headcanon #2

So like. Dabi’s nerves are dead, right? Those burns were too.. Everything, to have his nerves be saved. And even if he were still able to feel temperature and even textures, I still think because of his pain tolerance to heat, he can pick things up normal people can’t.

He is absolutely going to pick up the tray barehanded from the 425° Fahrenheit oven, because he can’t feel how hot the tray is, it doesn’t hurt.

He’s going to flip over the pancakes with his fingers, because he has Mom Fingers Deluxe Edition.

He’s going to hold onto those ice cubes until they melt, because he can’t really feel that they’re cold anymore, he has no nerves to do so.

Does this freak the LOV out? Yes, especially Kurogiri, that’s why Dabi’s banned from the kitchen. Have they gotten used to it? Kinda, but still why are you touching that pan it just came out from the oven.

Is this a useful skill? Yes, yes it is. Is it dangerous? Yes, it probably is.

Does Dabi care? No, no he doesn’t. (Until he gets frostbite on accident because he underdressed for the snow.)

Hawks Headcanon #5

Warning: This contains majour spoilers for season six and seven of MHA. Please be advised.

I headcanon, when I’m not pretending Hawks didn’t lose his wings in the war, that when it’s over, and he’s no longer able to be a hero, that he’ll do anything to not forget the feeling of wind in his now phantom wings. He’ll do anything to remember the feeling of wind blowing his swept hair in the skies during a high-speed chase.

When he has the time, he’ll watch birds—Whether from outside or through videos—Fly through the air, watching as they tilt their wings, flick a feather to catch a higher drift, and imagine he’s right there with them, flying in the sky and twisting and turning as freely as he wants.

Sometimes, he’ll go up to the tallest skyscraper he can reach wingless, and just feel the wind as it passed by his body, feeling the wind through his ungloved fingertips, and he’ll close his eyes, and sometimes, it feels as if he has his wings again, spread open and ready for him to take the leap.

Sometimes, he’ll play games with either winged characters, or airplane games, and do all the moves he used to in his free time as a hero, and pretend that’s him in the sky.

And sometimes, when he does any or all of that, he can feel his wings again.

Because even though they’re gone, they were still part of him. They’re still in his soul, he is Hawks, and though he has responsibilities as President of the HPSC now, he can’t wait until he’s able to fly with the birds in the clouds once more.

Hawks Headcanon #4

So this actually relates/parallels to my Dabi headcanon with the sandwiches being a comfort to him.

I imagine that Keigo likes chicken so much, despite being salty and everything, is because it’s something he was never allowed to have as a child. It’s a freedom he didn’t earn until adulthood.

While I don’t know how much chicken is in Japan, I’d imagine it can be expensive with inflation, compared to beans, crackers, water, and bread, which is most likely what Hawks had when living with his criminal father while he was in hiding, because it was easy, simple, and cheap, and money would be tight in hiding.

It could also be why he’s not the biggest fan of salty foods and prefers sweet and savoury food, because it’s something he didn’t have as a child, he never had that comfort.

He was forced to eat salty crackers and stale bread with a bit of bean because it was all he could afford.

So chicken to him was a luxury he never got until he was an adult; it made the bird part of him preen at the fact he was eating something that was natural as a hawk.

Chicken is a comfort to Keigo because it shows how he can make his own small choices, and it shows how he’s free from the shitty childhood he had, being able to eat things his father never would have allowed him to.

So, while sandwiches are a comfort to Dabi because they were the only stability he had when growing up, chicken is a comfort to Keigo because it shows how he’s relatively free from the hand he was given when he was younger, a stability that he’s more free than he was as a child.

fav idea of dabi just doing odd shit as he gets used to his new meds and shoto just appreciating his brother's attention

He is a role model. Inspirational. He will not go forgotten.

Our local newspaper ran a story about the legendary graffiti artist who recently passed away and. Literally everything about it is fucking insane. I'm insane about it.

So this guy has been extremely active for around fifteen years, during which he spread these beautiful, high quality pieces all over the country, way over a thousand of his standard signature, and probably thousands more. He did completely batshit stuff like literally spray painting an entire train from top to bottom or leaving his signature at the top of a 600ft tall overpass and this whole time, only five people from his crew know who he really is. To everyone else it's a complete mystery.

And then he dies at the age of 35. A few weeks after his death, his crew shows up at his completely unassuming parents' doorstep, reveals who they are and asks if they can host a memorial exhibition of his art.

Turns out, this dude has been leading an insane double life. In the daytime he was a meek little office worker with a partially paralyzed arm and no social life to speak of. In the nighttime he was a fucking legend. Not only did he climb that fucking 600ft overpass, he did it WITH A PHYSICAL DISABILITY. THE MADLAD. And throughout the entire time, fifteen years, he got caught once. ONCE. HE DID ALL THAT UNNOTICED. THAT'S INSANE.

this is my first time posting here, I don't have any idea how Tumblr works.

Wait no this is genuinely so funny

Already got a head start on this

Togchako

Honestly as a BNHA lover since the beginning, watching these two come from being considered a rare pair to basically a crack ship to THIS is everything and more.

this is such a beautiful development, nobody can say otherwise.

Aromantic Spectrum Awareness Week is on again, so time for me to be annoying about wording again