some people are so insufferable istg. the amount of people i see complain about things in fandom/fanfic then refuse to write it themselves or work to fix it is insane.
it’s also just SO EASY to move on with your life and not complain to your thousands of followers how much you hate one thing. marauders twt is such a nightmare im so tired with some of y’all 😭
let people write whatever they want. if you don’t like it, block the person and move on. i promise you it’s that easy. YES there are genuine problems in the fandom, but i guarantee some of it isn’t that big of a deal. if it is to you, THEN WRITE IT YOURSELF!!
there are so many creators on here who get hate for what they write all the time and have to stop writing bc people can’t just move on. just think before you post/comment i’m begging you.
ex: the people who say not liking a hc is transphobic/homophobic/misogynistic etc, are so annoying. people can dislike hcs just cuz they don’t really vibe with it. and that’s totally fine. stop calling people transphobic/homophobic/misogynistic etc just cuz they don’t like something you do. it’s a HEADCANON. i promise you it’s not that big of a deal. (yes i do know sometimes it can come from those things, but not always. you can dislike things and that’s totally fine. everyone needs to chill the fuck out)
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Guess what bitch is was finished all their work an hour ago but still has an hour and a half if work left!
This guy
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the way you color your digital art is so charming and unique. i'm in love with iiiiiiiit
Oh thank you! I’m in the process of coloring the new comic and that’s my least favourite part, (eww why are there 50 different shades of red available!😩)
so it’s really good to hear that it’s appreciated!😜💕💕💕
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Eddie, posting to TikTok: Look, I love my husband. I adore this man and I have for the majority of my life. He is the shining star in my sky.
Eddie: And I know. I know he wants to read more this year. And I know that when you’re dyslexic, it can be really difficult and I’m happy every time he accomplishes what he wants but…
*Flips camera to show Steve reading on the other side of the couch*
Eddie, gesturing: What kind of demented book handling is this? That book is bent in half. It’s a hardback!
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I know Joel means it in a jokey way but him telling us what he had for lunch, what he did that morning, that he cried while watching iron claw, how he’s playing t-swift on guitar hero, that he’s drinking yorkshire gold while editing. I found it all very sweet. Like it’s nice to hear him chilling out irl as a contrast to him being a building lunatic on Hermitcraft lol
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you know what’s absolutely terrifying???? having to cut a baby’s nails………
Katsuki has to cut your baby’s fingernails when he discovers a tiny little scratch by her eye one morning. it’s barely there, a small thing, but it’s there, marring her little face nonetheless. he frowns at her when he holds her the next morning, her dreamy eyes alert and blinking up at him, she smiles.
“Now I gotta cut yer claws down,” he mutters to her, voice quiet as to not wake your sleeping form in the bedroom. he pads throughout the house with her chubby face resting on his shoulder, her gums gnawing at his bare skin, but he doesn’t seem to mind it.
he finds himself in a conundrum though, once he realizes just how fucking—how sharp the damn clippers are. they’re tiny, lavender in color, but they’re meant to cut though the nail with such precision. and yes, he’s a pro hero, has had to adopt the title of EMT, firefighter, emergency surgeon a few times in his life when need be.
but…those people weren’t his baby girl. they weren’t this tiny and precious, and they never looked up at him with a face so similar to his, it makes his heart squeeze tight in his chest. he frowns at her again, even deeper, and this makes her hiccup a little giggle, gummy smile spreading wide.
“You’re only gonna wear mittens from here on out,” he grumbles after a while, finally daring to pick up a tiny hand that she instantly curls around his thick finger. it’s the cutest image, he thinks to himself, but he catches sight of the jagged nail, the culprit. his heart squeezes even tighter though, when he realizes that he can’t protect her from every hurt in the world, even if the hurt comes from her own hands. and the realization is an aching one, but he tells himself that he, at least, can patch her up.
you walk in minutes later, find Bakugou curled over your daughter in the rocking chair he built for her room. his tongue pokes from the corner of his mouth in concentration, his eyebrows furrowed. your daughter babbles to him the whole time, her sweet voice cooing the softest little noises that he responds back to.
“I know, I know,” he mumbles to her. “Ya don’t like baths, and don’t like your nails cut, either. What other shit do you hate, huh?” he asks, and she seemingly responds with a long, sighed out coo. it makes him smile, despite the way his hands slightly shake when he cuts the next nail. he’s terrified, of somehow hurting her even more, of cutting too close, of scratching her. but he treks on, and kisses her fat little fingers every time he clips another nail.
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