Hello! So, I really really love name meanings and symbolism in names, and since I’ve already made a ton of posts like this on my sideblog for the Persona series, I thought it’d be a good idea to come over here and make some for My Hero Academia! This is only gonna be Class 1-A for now because there are a lot of characters but I will be doing more of these to cover other characters.
If you have any correction feel free to let me know; I’d be happy to hear them!
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Star Wars finally using the twin trope to its fullest advantage: mistaken identity, one good one evil, full-bodied telepathy, one impersonating the other, and having the same actor play both.
So, I’ve just read the new chapter of this fic that I love and I’ve been bawling my eyes out. The non-linear process of healing and learning how to accept love even if you don’t feel deserving of it hits so close to home.
7th poem is from @halfof-mysoul !
Hello, I hope you and your family are well. Can you please help me recycle the post on my account? 🌺 And help rescue my family from the war in Gaza? 🙏 Thank you.
https://gofund.me/71c9635a
Hello everyone! Please try to donate as much as you can to this man and his family, as well as multiple families in Palestine. Never stay silent about this. It's still happening.
"What is it?" I asked. "The prophecy?"
"I’m sure it’s fine," she said in a small voice.
"What was the last line?"
Then she did something that really surprised me. She blinked back tears and put out her arms. I stepped forward and hugged her. Butterflies started turning my stomach into a mosh pit.
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percabeth x taylor swift & pencap-poetry
THE GREENS. (THE BLACKS.)
I know it’s not much in the face of everything but I have been finding hope & resilience in palestinian poetry these past few weeks and I created a google drive file of poetry collections by palestinian poets that I will keep updating as I keep on reading. I also recommend checking out @fiercynn’s palestinian poets series for more poets + poetry available online
Refaat Alareer, an academic and lecturer at the Islamic University of Gaza, was martyred along with his family in a targeted assassination carried out by the Israeli occupation on December 7th, 2023. We must continue to stand against this genocide.
Luke's just not a farmer - he has too much of his father in him.
Raidyn sat on the thick tree branch crisscrossed, moonlight struck his face with little to no more light than needed. It's cold, winds of icicles beating his skin, his bare hands tightened, the wings of his feather fell down with neshness.
The gang was sleeping quite... soundly below, the fire gradually growing smaller. With this, there was barely any light to see anything, not even the moon could bring them enough light. But this wind was a blessing, oh, it really was. In the morning the sun peaking through the forest glades were enough to make everything heat up, weary legs, aching arms, heaving breaths, furrowed eyes, and sweat sticking out freshly from their foreheads.
"Hoy," A voice called him and a flurry of wings rustled from behind the tree branch.
The man cracked his knuckles. "Hoy yourself." He whispered with a smile that Jayce couldn't see. "How did you make it out of the dark?"
Jayce scoffed, scratching the back of his wings, and settling himself comfortably down the thick tree branch. He was quite sure that they'll fall any second. "With my eyes, of course."
Raidyn's brows crept up his forehead. "I thought you were partially blind."
"Partially," The boy's mouth twitched upward, he breathed in the cool air. "Your sibling was crying herself to sleep again."
"Who?"
Silence.
"Well, Ryna, who else?" Jayce clicked his tongue with annoyance. He said it like that without hesitation.
"Uhm," The man started, his hand on his chin, demanding and thinking hard, his mind elsewhere. "Zer and Deborah and Kaori and—"
"I mean your biological sibling." He interrupted, as though exhausted with him, but Jayce could never be exhausted with people like them, no, especially them.
Raidyn sighed. "I... I have to go some time, y'know?" He apologetically said, he didn't really think about saying it like this, tonight. This night where everything is meant to be savored, taken in with a rest.
"But she loves you," Jayce protested, the faintest smile of his lips disappeared. "I mean," He cleared his throat. "I do too, we all love each other, or at least that's what I think, even though I..." His voice faded, and Raidyn could see him shrug from the dark.
A long, thick silence that finished Jayce's speech brought courage to his lungs again. "I'll remember you," He said. "No homo."
Raidyn snickered quietly, his chest heaving up and down, before he spoke. “I’ll remember. And you’ll remember, because you’ll be alive to do so.” Then his head lowered at the now sleeping Ryna. "All of you will."
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Here's a quick little drabble of my OCs'. Not my best writing because I'm still a wreck at the moment, anyway, thank you to @sleepyprompts for sparking an idea in my brain. It's been a while since my fingers stretched this much, so thank you <33
btw, don't be afraid to give constructive criticism, it helps a ton!!
“I’ll remember. And you’ll remember, because you’ll be alive to do so.”