I Feel Like Dean Is The Type To Say I Adore You More Than I Love You

I feel like dean is the type to say “I adore you” more than “I love you”

I agree. Like from what I remember, he hardly says 'I love you' to anyone. And if he gets himself a partner, he'll show his love rather than saying it

I would love to just crawl into Aizawa's sleeping bag and cuddle him

I also want to cuddle some others from BNHA

I definitely agree that Dean is more of a “love language” guy than actually saying it.

Gifts, touch, and quality time.

Now this is making me want Dean with me right now and do that. Especially cuddles and kisses

Ok so I changed my name (again) cos I believe that I didn't really like the-cringey-writer. I may change my name from time to time to make myself comfortable on here. If you don't like me changing my name all the time, bugger off (and I mean that in the nicest way possible).

Stolen Cookies - Eddie x M!Reader x Venom

Summary: With Venom munching away on your cookies, Eddie sneaks a few in until you come into the kitchen and watch the little scene in front of you

Scrolling through his phone and leaning on the table, Eddie read the news about some random shit. “Stop stealing his cookies.” He tells the symbiote off.

He turns his body ‘round to see Venom moving his head out of the cookie jar with a cookie in his mouth and crumbs all over his mouth.

“But these are good, Eddie.” He says with his mouth full.

“Don’t blame me if he starts to go off about his cookies.” Eddie turns back to lean against the table and read the news once again.

Venom retreats back with a few cookies. He settles in the human’s hoodie to start munching away on the treat.

The bites of the food makes Eddie crave for the cookies as a friend of yours had made them for you and the treat is really good.

Eddie takes two cookies out of the jar to snack on.

“He’s going to start yelling at you, Eddie.”

“Shut up.”

“Shut up about what?”

Both your boyfriend and symbiote choke on the cookie they’re eating.

Crumbs are all over their mouths.

You walk towards the two. Being close enough, Venom transfers himself to your body to have a small bit of him go through your fingers.

“Eddie stole your cookies.”

“You did too, you parasite!”

“I’m not a parasite!”

The two begin to argue over nothing with Venom’s head now over your shoulder.

You push his head back, himself nuzzling his face into your hand. “Quiet.” You snarl. “It’s fine if you took some of the cookies. My friend is bringing more tonight.”

The two then have big smiles on their faces.

“But the both of you are only gonna get one tonight.”

“What?”

“What the hell?” Eddie and Venom yell in unison.

Writers are not robots – a reminder to writers and readers alike

Recently I’ve been thinking about this a lot, and me being me I decided to make a post about it – sorry for the lack of eloquence with it, but there we are.

To writers:

Be kind to yourself. Writing is hard, it’s lonely sometimes, especially when people don’t seem to interact with the content that you are making. But please don’t be disheartened, don’t let it destroy the enjoyment that you have for writing, that you have for escaping into other worlds, about learning more about them through the act of writing. Writing is something that takes practice, that needs to be nurtured. However, you can only do that if you’re being nice to yourself as well. Remember that you are not a robot, that you do not have to fret too much about the things that you are writing, about getting them out at a certain time, about the fact that you might’ve loved it but there’s no one else saying the same. Though, of course, those things may affect you, and that’s also OK. You are allowed to take the knock, to let it hurt, but as long as you get back up afterwards, rub the dust away and carry on, then you are winning. At the heart of it the writing should be for you. Do it because you want to, because you love it, because you want to get better. Do it because you have stories that need to be told, because there are characters itching for life in the deepest depths of your imagination. Talk to other writers, seek inspiration from things around you. Remember, you are not a robot, so if you want to feel happy or sad about something in particular then let yourself. In the words of Remus Lupin: ‘It is the quality of one’s convictions that determines success, not the number of followers.’

To readers:

Please remember that writers are not robots. There are times when they need that pick me up to remind them why they are doing it. They need support. A kind message here and there might be the difference between someone following their dreams and giving up on them because ‘well, nobody cares.’ If you’re excited to read what happens next, tell writers. They find it difficult to look impartially back on their own work, they are their own worst critics a lot of the time. If you enjoyed a particular line, tell them so. Support them in the act of getting better, give constructive criticism to help with that, support their growth as a writer. Make them remember that they are not alone in what they are doing. So many stories are abandoned because of a lack of reader interaction, and thus a lack of confidence in the work itself. Remember, writers aren’t robots, they’re people who are putting work out there for various reasons – to make people smile, to practice at a craft, to see what people think, to make people think. Remember that they get sad, they get disassociated from the writing itself sometimes, question why they even try. Please, support writers when they get like this, remind them that it is OK to take a break, that you are aware that they can’t write all the time because sometimes that pressure is something that they put on themselves. As Theodore Roosevelt apparently said, ‘I am a part of everything that I have read,’ and to be a reader with the ability to inspire writers is something that is now a possibility, something which could be an amazing relationship if both writers and readers let it.