Writing Motivations

Villain Deku, meeting Bakugou on the battlefield for the first time: Hi Kacchan!

Bakugou: DEKU!? WHAT THE HELL ARE YOU DOING HERE!? YOU THINK YOU CAN HURT ME? WHAT ARE YOU GONNA DO STUPID QUIRKLESS DEKU? SHOOT ME?

[30 minutes later, at the hospital]

Aizawa, to Bakugou as his gunshot wounds are getting treated: [very exhausted sigh] I’m really not sure what you were expecting to happen there.

It’s Aromantic Spectrum Awareness Week! To celebrate the event I just wanted to let everyone know that our game with an aromantic non-binary protagonist “I Just Want to be Single!!” - the anti-dating sim where you make friends instead of girlfriends - just recently launched its free demo on steam, which you can play right now!! Let’s spread awareness about aromanticism together! https://store.steampowered.com/app/1703610/I_Just_Want_to_be_Single/

Random idea i thought on why Mumza isn’t around. 

“decorative object” is so vague I love it….I want to be a decorative object….blow me into a tiny glass crystal ball embedded atop a golden snail and sell me on anthropologie.com for $32 free shipping on orders $50+

For your consideration: the untamed, but with dragons. Dragon rider wwx, is what I’m saying

What if dragons were thought to be “extinct” like in Avatar? WWX goes into the Burial Mounds without a core and comes back with A DRAGON

i dont get offended at white people jokes even though im white because: 

i can recognize white people as a whole have systemically oppressed POC in america, which is where i live 

most people when they make white people jokes only mean the shitty white people and i am not a shitty white person 

im not a pissbaby

some rough early 20s toph bc theres not enough art of her as a floppy haired lesbian idk

thinking about when i was small, how my mom told me that pipe cleaners were just a tool until people started idly shaping things with them and it grew so popular that they were marketed as crafting materials. and that story about how the original frisbees were disposable pie plates that students flattened to throw. and how when i was a child i had a wooden mancala set with shiny, colorful stones, but on invention it was played with rocks and grooves dug into the dirt. and middle school, paper football and tic-tac-toe and mash and mad libs, games that just need pen and paper. and before that, games of pretend with pirates and princes and masked marauders. how at slumber parties after lights out, we used to whisper storytelling games, i say one sentence and you say the next. and shadow puppets. and the way all the kids in the neighborhood used to divide into teams and throw fallen pine cones at one another. and the floor is lava game, and the quiet game, and the games i play with my coworkers that are just words and retention. and "put a finger down" on the high school bus. and little girls clapping together, and how the first jump-rope was undoubtedly just a length of rope who knows how long ago, and how natural it is to play, how we seek play at every age and with any resources we have and with whatever time we can squeeze it into in a day. i'm not an anthropologist or a psychologist but i think after food and shelter and water and air what comes next is games and stories and laughter. i think that there is nothing -- not sex or fighting or forming unlikely bonds with animals -- there is nothing more human than to play.

sokka: did you tell anyone we were dating while i was gone?

zuko: yes, sokka, because i have no self-control, i told the entire nation that we're dating

sokka: sorry, zuko, no need for the sarcasm

zuko: no, i'm serious. i have no self-control and i told the entire nation that we're dating

im accidentally in love