Of all the relatable thing in Bookseller Honda-san, the one that made me wince in sympathy the most has to be that short bit in episode 2 where so much new stock came in there was literally NOWHERE TO PUT IT.
ALMOST LATE BUT FINISHED LOOKING OVER THIS THING SO YEAH!
MORE THAN TWICE AS LONG AS THE LAST ONE SO YOU BETTER ENJOY IT NERDS!
(seriously though I hope you like it! Week going great so far! knock on wood knock on wood)
Few things can strike fear into Izuku’s heart, especially now that he
had been a pro hero for a good half a decade now.
A large group of villains bearing down on him with their quirks on
display? Easy.
A building on fire with multiple people inside on the verge of
collapsing? A bit harrowing, but nothing he hadn’t faced before.
His girlfriend holding one of his mother’s dusty photo albums while they
were cleaning out the attic? That sent a bolt of lightning racing down his
spine, paralyzing him on the spot as she flipped through the pages with a look
of abject awe.
A quick flexing of muscle and he felt One For All blitz through his
limbs, and with a push of his feet against the floor he flew towards Ochako,
hand reaching out…
And missing the album completely as she saw him from the corner of her
eye at the very last second and leaned away from his grip, his momentum
carrying him all the way to an impact with the wall that resounded in the room.
“Oh no you don’t!” Ochako laughed as she hugged the heavyset
book to her chest with a wild grin. “This book is a treasure trove
and I intend to get the most out of it!” She flipped it back open to a
random page, her eyes lighting up with unbound glee, “oh my God is that
an All Might onsie!?”
Izuku leapt forward again, face stretched wide in panic, “No it
isn’t!” Ochako skipped out of his grip again with a manic gleam in her
eye, “C’mon Ochako it’s not that funny!”
“Yes it is!” She laughed brightly, shooting one arm out to
wrap around his shoulder so she could get his face in front of the multitude of
pictures his mother had taken of him as a young boy, “and adorable
to boot! Look at those widdle cheeks!”
Izuku narrowed his eyes at his giggling girlfriend, a small frown at how
much joy she was deriving out of this whole affair. He glanced at the pictures
with a visible cringe of his shoulders, “I can’t believe mom actually kept
all these.” He shook his head before pointing at one of the pictures of
him with the aforementioned onsie, “I mean look! I was like…three!”
“That’s what moms do!” Ochako laughed again, curling the arm
she had around him to snuggle her nose into the crook of his neck, making his
frown smaller by inches, “mine has like…5 of these albums, and that
was just for grade school!”
Izuku let out a chuckle despite his embrassment, which was diminishing
in favor of enjoying the feeling of Ochako rubbing her nose under his chin,
before pointing out another picture. “Hey I remember this…” He picks
it out of its place in the album, a picture of him and his mother at a theme
park, the both of them wearing matching “ears” that resembled All
Might’s famous haircut. “Mom and I had this jar in the kitchen where we
saved up money for day at that park.” He laughed with a tinge of fond
nostalgia. “Took us like, a month, but we managed.”
Ochako blinked at him for a moment before a smiled warmed her features,
“she’s a good mom huh?”
Izuku grinned with no small amount of pride. “The best.”
Ochako let out a sputtering laugh and slapped him on the shoulder none
too roughly, “you’re such a momma’s boy.”
The grin didn’t budge an inch. “And proud of it.”
She laughed aloud, leaning her head against her broad chest as she did. After
a moment she stopped and glanced down at the book, before looking back at him
to see his eyes creasing a bit at the edges as he gazed at it himself, and
smirked as an idea came to her head, “I propose an exchange.”
The sudden seriousness in her voice made him raise an eyebrow, “oh
yeah?”
She nodded, bringing up the book into view, “if you let me look at
the rest of this album.” She patted the page they were currently on,
“then the next time you and I visit my folks, you’ll get to see all of my
embarrassin’ baby pictures.”
He raised an eyebrow at her, meeting her hopeful grin for a few long
moments before sighing in defeat, “fine.” He brought his face
close to hers, “I’ll never be able to say no to you will I?”
She kissed his nose, “never.”
They spent a while like this, flipping through the pages of the aging
album, Ochako cooing and giggling over the younger version of Izuku while
sitting on the dusty floor of the attic between his legs as he hugged her from
behind. Every now and again Ochako would point to a particular picture and
demand a “backstory”, which Izuku was always glad to provide.
This went for about half an hour before she spotted on picture that gave
her pause. The picture contained a younger Inko Midoriya holding onto what
appeared to be the youngest Izuku yet, little more than a newborn.
But what really caught her attention was the older man standing next to
Inko, face in a gentle smile as he wrapped an arm around her shoulders, his her
a puffy mess of dark green curls that reminded Ochako of the man hugging her
from behind.
A man who had turned oddly silent.
“…is that?”
“Yup.” Izuku said quietly, his voice strangly level and calm,
“Hisashi Midoriya, my dad.”
Ochako looked behind her to meet his eyes, “you…never really talk
about him.”
“Because there’s nothing much to tell.” He shrugged easily,
his face blank and calm. “He left when I was about…two I think?” He
shrugged again. “Went overseas to work and just…never came back.”
Ochako bit her lip. “Izuku…”
He hugged her a bit tighter and put his face in her hair, “its
okay.” He mumbled from between her locks. “I barely knew him. He
hardly called, never visited.” He was quiet for a minute before he sighed.
“There was never anyone to miss.”
Ochako didn’t say a word for a long moment, letting him breath in the
smell of her shampoo from where he rested his head (enjoying the feel of his
breath on the back of her neck while she was at it), before she chuckled
weakly, “well, least that explains why you got so attached to All
Might!”
Izuku hummed deep in his throat, “yeah probably.”
She meant it as a joke, Izuku very much didn’t.
She stared for a long time at the picture, taking in how stiff the man
seemed in the picture, how Inko’s smile felt smaller than it should have, a
frown growing on her face before she slammed the book shut, scaring Izuku out
of his reverie as he leaned out of her hair to look at her, “Ochako are
you-”
“We’re going to have lots of pictures.”
Izuku blinked, “huh?”
Ochako turned where she sat to face him fully. “You, and me.”
She pointed to the both of them in turn, “are going to have a ton
of pictures, together, apart, doing stupid stuff we’ll laugh about years
later.” She grabbed his hands and squeezed his fingers, “and lots of
pictures with our kid too, so many they won’t know what to do with them.”
She nodded resolutely, Izuku staring at her awestruck. “That’s a promise.”
She tipped forward; catching his lips in a firm and tender kiss, Izuku
pushing back after the shock wore off. Soon they stopped to catch their breath,
leaning their foreheads against each other as they huffed mildly, their faces
flushed red.
“….our kid?”
“Huh?”
Izuku grinned wickedly, “you said our kid.”
Ochako flushed a bit brighter, but didn’t shy away from him, “well…yeah,
eventually.”
“Eventually huh?” Izuku leaned forward again, inching closer
to her lips, “why not right now?”
“Maybe because your mother is literally right here?”
The two of them froze, slowly inching their eyes to the source of the
voice in unison, finding Inko Midoriya tapping her foot with her arms crossed
over her chest, an incredibly amused smile on her face.
They jumped apart so quick and stood up so straight they nearly lost
their balance and tipped backwards.
“Mom!”
“Inko-san I swear we didn’t-!”
Inko cleared her throat and both
young adults clamped their mouths shut in embarrassment. The older woman gave
them a moment to stew in it before shaking her head and pointing behind her,
“if you two are quite finished goofing off in here,” the two
somehow flushed an even deeper red, “then I could really use some help
setting up the dinner table.”
The two couldn’t get out fast enough, the sound of Inko’s amused
laughter nipping at their heels.
Inko took a step to turn around, but caught sight of the photo album
Ochako dropped in her haste, the large book still open on the page where the
only picture she had left of her husband laid, image open to the air.
Inko stared at it for a long second, before shaking her head with a
small smile and walking over to pick it up and put it back in its place.
As she did, she found something else that had been up here for a
long while.
Miraculously, it still worked.
She picked it up, made sure everything was in its proper place, and
rushed down the stairs until she reached the kitchen, looking at the couple
placing plates with a cheeky grin, “say cheese!”
They barely had enough time to fumble a confused response before a soft click
resounded in the room followed by a quick flash of light.
“Mom?”
“Inko-san?” Ochako asked at the same time, rubbing her eyes
from the sudden flash. “What did you just do?”
“Well.” She said easily, holding up the old digital camera
aloft like a prize. “You did say you wanted a lot of pictures Ochako-chan.”
Her grin shrunk but grew warmer. “Consider this the first of many to get
you started.”
When Ochako blinked the wetness from her eyes and turned to Izuku with a
beatific smile, which he matched with a delighted grin of his own, Inko
couldn’t resist snapping one more picture.
Some guy just mansplained space to an actual fucking astronaut.
tfw correcting misinformation is written off as mansplaining
tfw when idiots on tumblr who know jack shit about thermo assume the dude is ‘correcting misinformation’ when actually he’s dead ass wrong. ‘Spontaneous’ is a scientific term – it means a reaction with a negative Gibb’s free energy, i.e. a reaction that will occur without an external energy input, i.e. water boiling because of low atmospheric pressure. Spontaneous is absolutely the correct term for what she’s observing, and that is ‘simple thermo’, and this is ‘correcting misinformation’.
I know some people might not care about this. I know some people think this is to complicated. And I know some people think this won’t affect them. But here’s the thing, IT WILL definantly effect you no matter where you live. It will effect you tumblr user, you reddit users, and you watching youtube.
If this law gets passed then it’s gonna inspire the rest of the world. It was just like how in the USA.
The video is barley sixteen minutes and less if you skip ahead.
IT IS THE TRANSLATED AND SIMPLE VERSION OF ARTICLE 13’S IMPLICATIONS
Don’t have time to watch? Then just reblog. It takes two seconds on phone and two clicks on a computor
i thought i’d make an faq filled with every excuse in the book about reposting, for those who still don’t understand why it’s bad…or for people who don’t know what to say in retaliation to these! so here we go.
first of all, an artist doesn’t even NEED to explain themselves. in the same way with someone who says “dude, make sure that soda is diet” or “please don’t tickle me”. they don’t want you to do it. you don’t need to test them by ignoring them. the reason doesn’t matter: it’s the person’s wish with THEIR things. if you had any respect for others, you’d just take it at that.
BUT for some people, they don’t want to respect others at face value, and want their reason. (which, i might add, is rude.) so let’s get into that:
but i’m giving you exposure! isn’t that good?
no.
you’re not giving artists exposure. for people like myself, freelance artists, you’re hurting us. about a year ago, i sent my portfolio off to an indie game. in it, i had a piece of work that had been reposted (that i didn’t even know about). i was told much later that they “looked into it” and saw that my work was posted by someone else, which means now they have no idea who the artist was, and THEREFORE can’t be sure my work was legit. i lost a potential job to a repost.
doesn’t matter if you say “i didn’t draw this”. sometimes, they don’t even look. they just look to see if it’s on any site other than your own. and that’s terrifying for artists. so don’t endanger our livelihood for instagram likes.
besides, you’re not even giving exposure if you didn’t credit, cropped out the signature, or somehow made the resolution so low to where you can’t even see the signature. which brings me to…
but i credited you!
some people still don’t want it reposted even with credit. the last answer should show you one of the many reasons why.
you’re dictating what i can/cannot put on my page! this is MY page!
and it’s MY art you posted. you can’t take something i did and do whatever you want with it. imagine if you took someones drawing, photocopied it, and spread it all around the town without their permission. they’d have every right to be angry, right?
but you posted it online, which means anyone can do anything with it. so if you don’t want it reposted, don’t post it online!
i have to post my art onto my websites to build a fanbase, something crucial to an artist. it shouldn’t be on ME to not post it in the first place, it should be on YOU to not repost it. you’re just echoing victim-blaming arguments.
you’re basically saying “if you don’t want to be bullied, don’t exist.” which is a terrible thing to teach people, rather than “be nice and respectful towards others.” yes, i know our world isn’t perfect. but that’s no excuse to contribute to vile things.
well i would be honored if someone reposted my art. and my friend doesn’t mind reposts, so why should you?
good for you! good for them! but did you know there’s more people in the world other than just you and your friend? we have wishes and feelings too, so you don’t get to project your own emotions onto what WE should be feeling as well. i love peaches. some people don’t like them. that doesn’t mean that now they have to eat peaches because i don’t mind them.
what an artist creates automatically belongs to society, though.
go steal the mona lisa and tell me how that works out.
everyone can VIEW it, yes. artists want others to view their work! we just don’t want you to do stuff with it we asked you not to do.
WELL THEN SPEAKING OF THAT, since i can’t put your work on redbubble and sell it for myself, why do you have an umbrella of the starry night?? huh?? you STOLE van gogh’s work! (yes people have legit said this to me)
putting my work on items and selling it is totally illegal. van gogh’s work is owned by companies now, who have authorization to print it on things. and i’m just ONE freelance artist who is, you know, still alive and not giving permission to do that. you can’t compare a dead artist from the 1800s to a digital artist in 2017. apples to oranges, my dude.
well i SAID “credit to the artist” so i DID give you credit!
because saying “the artist” really tells people who i am and lets them visit my websites! thank you so much!
but all sarcasm aside, that doesn’t do anything other than show you were too lazy to find the artist. same thing with “source: the internet” and “who drew this xD” or misspelling my url on purpose or putting the credit under a cut. OR cropping the image to cut off my signature! you didn’t give me credit.
it wasn’t on the website i wanted it on! you should have more social media.
i’ll have the social media i want to have. not up to me to make more accounts on more things just so you won’t disrespect me.
but i don’t remember where i got it. besides, i reposted SOOO much work and saved it all a long time ago. how can i find it now?
reverse google image search is so great.
also, if you didn’t know the artist, that’s a HUGE reason not to repost it in the first place!! you didn’t even know if it was okay since you never got to see their position on that!!
take down your video with stolen fan art. take down your entire fan art twitter account. i don’t care “how hard it was to save those images” or “how many views you have now”. you got all that attention from someone else’s hard work. searching for art will never be as hard as making it. if it were that easy, you’d be drawing all the art yourself.
but i asked the artist and they didn’t say anything! i assumed it was okay.
yeah, i feel you. it’s the same thing as when you ask your mom if you can borrow some money, she doesn’t answer, so you just steal it from her purse. no answer means the answer you want to hear, right?
wrong. don’t take “unresponsive” as a yes. that’s disgusting.
well i honestly don’t care. artists are just selfish. i’ll repost their art if i want to, just to show them how much i hate their stance on reposting. and (insert another really edgy statement here from someone who only says things to get a rise out of people since their life is empty)
one day you’re gonna come across an artist who has no chill and wants to sue, and can actually do it, since some people put their work under HEAVY copyright. and i’m gonna kick back in my chair with a nice capri sun and watch it all happen, since you have that kind of attitude towards people.
yes, this whole thing seems a bit. well. “salty”, as some would put it. and i have every right to be irritated over this. all these questions are asking “WHY should i respect their wishes? give me a reason” or “but here is my excuse rather than just taking it down”. time after time, artists are villainized just for telling people not to repost.
like i said, the artist not wanting you to repost it SHOULD be reason enough! we’re so tired of having to fight people just to have respect for our art. we have to deal with tracing constantly, so can you please take reposting off our plates? i know bad things will always happen, but that’s no reason to make it worse by contributing.
artists are generously putting our art out there for free. if you want to keep seeing our art for free (btw we don’t HAVE to, all the big artists could just up and leave and go to patreon), maybe show us some respect? because we get pretty dejected when we see strangers getting attention from something we did, and it makes us want to remove everything we show you guys. you say “don’t post it then!” but would be mad if all fan art disappeared.
if you want to keep the art, respect the artist making it. there’s a real person behind that drawing.
An artist : Aw man! I saw my arts were reposted on Instagram. I’ve asked them to take my arts down but they ignored me.
Me : Say no more! Click this link, then click ‘fill out this form’. Fill the form and wait for about 1-2 days, the staffs will remove the image you were reporting from the reposter’s account :^)
hope you don’t mind me adding some more info :’D
Many websites have those complaint forms you need to fill out to submit DMCA notice. Here are some of them:
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