#VACATIONSSS

[whotookmybread]

i like how i turn up on tumblr only when it's bedtime

ps: this is only because my college has not yet started after vacay

[7975348473]

Teachers: Okay! Enjoy the second half of your summer vacationsss!

Also Teachers: As summer HW we are giving you 20 Question Banks each with 20 questions, a hundred more Worksheets, four journals to complete with seven experiments in each one, Question- Answers for every lesson, the syllabus for the next examination which is in a month even though diagnostics ended only a week ago, the script to your assembly in a month, and the Integrated Project Presentation which you need to have ready.

Too much?? Oh you are on summer vacations for heavens sake, you can do this much.

@musiwashere @lunarlee101

[dargnacht]

I'm on vacationsss, what if you send me ideas of what to draw again? You know, Azutara stuff.

I need to have something to do in the meantime so i don't lose my mind.

[syri-kalter]

I loved my vacationsss <3

[attady]

Just got out from an oral exam crying and the professor came to calm me down that is a new low step. I'm done with the semester tho I just have to enjoy my winter vacationsss

[thesuntookgoodcareofme]

Exam week is destroying me but next month. Next month. I'll have vacationsss yippie yayyy

[lavender-bloom-m]

[shoutingdeku]

30 days challenge #8

8 - Can’t keep hands off each other (in public)

tdiz soulmate au, villain!Shouto (Kogeru); tw: cursing (lmao katsuki’s here), mild injury (non-explicit)

Katsuki threw the newspaper on top of the kitchen counter and stared down at Izuku hard.

“You’ve got to get your shit together.”

He didn’t need to look down from Kacchan’s furious face to know what he was going to see on the front page, but he did anyway. There it was, as expected, a picture showing him and the villain Kogeru close to each other, too close for comfort, considering the circumstances. Izuku focused on his hands and how they looked, cradling Shouto’s face. On top of the counter, he closed them into fists and pretended he could still feel the soft ghost of the touch on his skin.

“He was hurt.”

Kacchan scoffed. “He’s a villain.”

Izuku turned his face and looked sideways towards the window. Outside, rain was pouring and making it hard to see the night outside. It looked almost as gloomy as he felt.

“He’s my soulmate.”

“Don’t make me fucking repeat myself.”

Izuku kept quiet, too weary and tired of their ongoing discussion. It wasn’t the first time, and he was certain it wouldn’t be the last. It had been an accident, when he first told Kacchan about the fact they were soulmates. Coincidentally, it had also been because of the first time they made it to the front page, with Izuku holding Kogeru’s arm as he jumped them both out of harm’s way. That particular day, Shouto had been helping him against another villain, but instead the newspapers focused on what they looked like at that moment: the unexpected camaraderie between a villain and the number one hero. When Kacchan had barged inside his apartment and asked him what the fuck was he thinking, Izuku replied that ‘wow, Kacchan, please do come in, you look great in blue, is that a new haircut?’. And from that, was history. 

He guessed he still had the terrible habit of confiding his biggest secrets to Kacchan.

“Did you let him escape this time again?”

Izuku stopped to think about it. Did he? If he was honest, he didn’t try as hard as he could to bring Shouto in these days. Not when they were fighting, and definitely when they weren’t. They had struck up a fragile truce, one where they would only think of heroism and villainy when they were on opposite ends of a fight. If that wasn’t the case, then they were just themselves: Izuku and Shouto. If he was being honest, although he promised himself and Kacchan he wouldn’t let things get out of hand, he no longer had control over how he saw Kogeru and Shouto. To him, they were one and the same. And to him, they were the man he was vainly trying not to fall in love with.

“He managed to escape.”

Kacchan let out a frustrated groan. “How the fuck are you the number one hero? I can’t fucking believe I lost to you.”

“That’s not very nice.”

“I don’t particularly feel very nice right now, Izuku.” He tapped the image with two fingers. “Look at this shit. It looks like a romance novel. You gotta at least pretend. Keep your hands to yourself.”

Izuku didn’t have the courage to reply or defend himself, so he just shrugged, small. He probably looked like a kid being lectured. Hell, he felt like one. For once, he didn’t have any fight in him to go against Kacchan, and chose instead to keep quiet.

“You should know better.”

Shrug.

“Fuck you, Izuku. Fucking tell me something.”

“If it had been Kirishima, would you have let him go?” Izuku surprised himself by how fast he spouted that out, defiant gaze set on Kacchan. 

“Kirishima’s not a fucking villain.”

“And if he was?”

“He’s not.”

“So you see my point and now you don’t want to concede to it.”

They stayed looking at each other, waiting to see who would give in first. The silence didn’t help with the tension, nor did Katsuki’s scowl. There was nothing new to Izuku, not when it came to them and how many times they have antagonized each other, but the subject left him raw and exposed. He stood his ground until Kacchan scoffed once more and muttered what looked like a curse and his old nickname. Izuku considered that a win.

They silently chose to drop the subject and proceed with their dinner. The mood wasn’t the best still, not when the newspaper stayed open and staring at them like an intruder, but Izuku tried his best to enjoy the little free time they had. It had been too long since he managed to catch up, just the two of them without Kirishima or Iida or Ochako.

“By the way,” Kacchan started as they cleaned the dishes, “I’m going to propose.”

Izuku blinked in surprise, before grinning as hard as his face allowed him. “Kacchan! That’s amazing! Congratulations!”

“Yeah, yeah, I know, I know. That’s why I need you to get your shit together, I can’t have my best man fucking up before my big day.”

Izuku laughed. “Kirishima still hasn’t said yes. Wait, nor have I!”

“Are you saying you won’t be my best man?”

“Well, no, of course not, it’d be a pleasure-”

“So there’s that on that.”

“And Kirishima?”

Kacchan just gave him a look that spoke a million words. Right. Of course he would say yes, they were crazy for each other and they were each other’s soulmates.

“I’m kind of emotional right now,” Izuku confessed, his eyes a bit watery.

“Fucking nerd.” Kacchan smiled, all sharp teeth.

It didn’t take them long to part ways, Kacchan leaving with a last warning to ‘get your shit together, Izuku, or I’ll handle that good for nothing myself’ and finishing with a softer ‘at least keep your hands to your fucking self, for fuck’s sake’. Izuku smiled, complacent, and let him go with a last goodbye and a good luck he was sure Kacchan wouldn’t need. 

He closed the door and rested his forehead against it, head lost in thoughts. It didn’t take too long until he heard the window opening softly, the noise of the rain and of wet steps loud in the room.

“I thought he would never leave.”

Shouto’s voice raised goosebumps on Izuku’s spine and he turned with a cautious gaze. He shouldn’t let it show his eagerness, how happy he was just to hear his voice and see his face. In front of him, Shouto stood, soaking wet from the rain outside. Drops ran down from his long, white hair to his usual dark clothes, the blue of his eyes a striking point of color against the red of his scar and the white of his face as he took the mask off. 

“How long have you been waiting?” Izuku cursed how hopeful his voice sounded, desperate for any hint he wasn’t the only one in too deep.

Shouto continued to just stare at him instead of answering. His finger was still hooked on the mask, exposing the skin of his neck for Izuku to sneak a look at. It didn’t help his resolve.

“Long enough. I still don’t understand how you two are friends.”

Izuku smiled ruefully and took a step closer. “We have known each other since we were little, you know that. Besides, I think you would get along well if, you know. Things were different.”

Shouto hummed in reply. Izuku waited for their usual argument about Shouto’s disposition, but when he didn’t elaborate, Izuku privately thanked the heavens and instead offered him a towel.

“No, it’s ok. I can just-” he closed his eyes and soon enough steam started to rise from his clothes. Izuku watched, fascinated. A little thrill always arose inside him whenever he saw Shouto’s fire quirk in action, although he rarely saw the fire itself, just the side effects of a temperature rise. It was always like this, private moments and never in public. Izuku cherished these moments, the trust that had come with the time they’ve been having these secret encounters of just them -- the people they were, not the roles they played outside of Izuku’s four walls.

It’s been about six months now since he first learned Shouto had a dual quirk, and even longer since they had started with their secret encounters. For all this time, Izuku couldn’t help his glee whenever Shouto showed up and shared more of himself with him.

If Izuku were honest, he’d say glee wasn’t enough to cover the whole spectrum of feelings he had whenever he saw Shouto like that, standing in his living room as if he fit there. But tonight had been a night of many cowardices, and he will allow himself one more.

“There.” Shouto sighed. “All better.”

He took his coat off and shrugged it on the kitchen counter, besides the newspaper. He didn’t ask what it was. Instead, he grabbed it with soft hands and watched the front page for quite some time before looking back at Izuku with a raised eyebrow.

“Kacchan says I- we, well, I should take more caution when. You know. Out.”

“Ah.”

He looked back at the newspaper and Izuku chose that moment to step closer, softly. He noticed Shouto didn’t flinch anymore whenever he approached him when he was distracted with something else.

“This isn’t very good for your reputation, Hero Deku.”

“I don’t particularly care, Shouto.”

Shouto hummed once more and turned the page, looking for the rest of the story. Izuku had already done that earlier, on his own copy way before Kacchan had entered his apartment. He knew the story inside on page 5 would talk about Kogeru and his streak of villainy, of Deku’s years of public service, and how these two didn’t match up to the image they made and how they looked like on the photo. Besides the story, there would be another picture, this time of them standing in front of each other with their quirk activated, looking exactly like a villain and a hero should look like when confronting each other. The writer would then go off asking what happened that had Hero Deku so close to a villain lately, being photographed more and more besides Kogeru, either fighting alongside him against another villain or helping him out of harm's way.  

Izuku pushed the newspaper softly out of Shouto’s hand and dropped it on the kitchen counter, praying Shouto’s eyes hadn’t been fast enough to see the passage where the writer wondered what did their touching mean and what if the Hero had something else in mind about the villain.

“Shouto-kun. How are you feeling?”

“I told you already, it was nothing.”

“You were bleeding quite a lot.” Izuku whispered, voice a touch too worried. He couldn’t help himself, not when the thought of seeing Shouto get hurt made him sick -- always had. He raised his hand and let his fingers graze the edge of the bandages on the side of his forehead.

“That’s very common for head wounds, you know that. Doesn’t mean they were particularly damaging.”

“Good.” Izuku sighed, then let his hand fall down to his side. Shouto still wore his shoes inside and there was a puddle of water on the floor, but Izuku couldn’t care less, not when he had him again in front of him: just Shouto, not Kogeru this time. Or were they the same? Izuku couldn't stop himself from remembering the two were one and the same, and both were the sum of what made him Izuku’s soulmate. He couldn’t separate them any more than he could stop lo-

“Have you eaten already? I think we have some left over.”

“It’s fine.” Shouto reached out and touched Izuku’s hand. “May I…?”

Izuku smiled, resigned. Shouto always asked permission, since the first time, and he didn’t think he would change. 

“Of course.”

Shouto leaned down and kissed him softly, lips still too warm against Izuku’s mouth.

In another life, they wouldn’t have to worry about making the front page just from touching each other. In another life, Kacchan would have barged in their house and declared he would marry Kirishima and so help him, they better be his best men. In another life, Izuku could think about his own proposal and how handsome Shouto would look in a suit. A dark blue one, perhaps.

But in this life, all Izuku could do was reach out and touch Shouto softly, and hope he wouldn’t burn himself in regret.

[piratadelamor]

just wasted the first 3 hours of my day in bed doing nothing again <3

[jsuh]

bklyn boy johnny (feat. doyoung)

[yaoi-sensei]

I had the most vivid dream with Viktor and Yuuri. 

So it all began in this huge ice rink. The bleachers (or seats around it?) where kind of dark...sometimes it seemed like it could be outside. They were practicing together since they both had an upcoming competition but they weren’t exactly dressed in appropriate clothes for training, it was more like Viktor had a casual shirt on and pants with a scarf and Yuuri had on a blue jacket (I think the one from the first episode?). So as they skated together and they talked at some point they got really close, making eye contact and I thought they were gonna kiss but I remembered “Ah no they won’t. We already got one kiss we won’t get another” and I was right. In the dream, I just thought the creators were just giving them a really intimate moment and I thought it was so cute (but I wouldn’t have minded the kiss damn not even in a dream pfft;). After that they keep skating around and Viktor sort of skates ahead. Right around then one of their female skater collegues skates towards him, holding onto her husband’s arm. She stopped to greet Viktor and whispered the most dumb pick-up line (I don’t remember exactly what she said, I just remember being so dumbfounded by how dumb it was and thought she was just messing with him). Viktor didn’t even respond. His eyes got wide and really worried. Even the girl noticed too she had screwed up as she continued skating ahead, somehow her husband had disappeared in that split second (dream logics) and she just started crying for what she had done.  Then I saw Viktor again, turning around to see Yuuri who was just standing there. At first he looked normal but then his eyes began to widen and he began to tear up. Viktor tried explaining but Yuuri just skated away and Viktor tried chasing after him. I remember thinking “What an idiot, dude it’s just a joke, there’s no reason to cry about something so dumb” and being annoyed with Yuuri for starting to cry. I thought the creatos had added waaay too much drama to the show/movie.

Aaaaaan that’s all I remember. Pretty sure it would have continued if the alarm hadn’t gone off, sigh. But it was such a vivid dream, like I was just hovering around in their world watching, well, their move/show. It was pretty nice at first but annoying at the end xD

[swftbqrnes]

Mistletoe.

Day 12 of my Christmas countdown

Peter x fem! Reader

Warnings: none, I think.

A/N: I'm finally on vacationsss! 🥺 Sorry if this is short :(

Also inspired by Austin and Ally

Remember that English isn't my first language, sorry for any mistake, also all my stories are for Tumblr

"Hey, Yn, how can I help you?" A tall, dark haired girl arrived to you.

"Thank goodness you came, MJ!" You hugged her. "I need help decorating."

"Then don't cry no more, I'll help you" she took the lights from your arms and went to hang them, minutes later Ned arrived.

"Ned hi! Please help the A.V club with the lights and microphones that is so important to me" he nodded and left, everything was right but then Betty came out of the kitchen.

"Yn, we ran out of flour for the cookies"

"How? I bought flour for ten batches, how that happened?" You said checking the inventory in the clipboard.

"You said 20 batches..." You shook your head angry.

"No! 10 batches of 20 cookies each Betty" you groaned in desperately. "How many you did?"

"Like 15 of 10" she said looking down ashamed.

"We are missing 50 cookies, you realize that's right?"

"Yes, that's why I came here"

"Agh, then go downstairs with the guys of the money and ask them to give it to you so you can buy the flour, meanwhile make your team decorate, now!" You screamed the last word and she ran.

Then Ned came to you "Yn, I can't hang the lights" you turned to see him.

"What? Where is MJ?!" You were getting angry now.

"She left, she got bored apparently." he was tied up in lights, you couldn't believe it.

"Get out of it and please fix what I sent you to, I'll hang the lights"

He left quickly crashing to Betty, which made you sigh in desbielef.

"Yn, they are counting the money, we can have it in 10 minutes." You looked in your purse.

"here are ten dollars, try to get more and run to the store!" You were crying when someone arrived behind you.

"Boo!" It was Peter Parker.

"Hey, now it's not a good time, Pete, I'm just- not feeling well" you dried your tears, and tried to leave but Peter took you by the arm.

"Hey, hey, are you okay?" He turned you and saw your watering eyes. "What happened?"

"It's just a lot, Liz made it look to easy, and, it's not, MJ left, Ned is tied up in lights, the AV club are doing nothing, we ran out of flour and we can't have money, and the band is not here, and I still need to decorate more the place and get ready" you started to cry again.

"Please don't cry, if you eyes get red, you won't look the makeup" you chuckled" Look, I can help you to hang the lights, here are another ten dollars" he pulled out a 10 dollar bill" Give it to the guys in the kitchen, meanwhile you can decorate what you are missing, after that I'll help Ned and the club, you can bake a little and then get ready, ok? We'll make this work out" he smiled and you were feeling better, you did as he said while waking in the hallway of the school with the decorations you found the band on a room alone.

"Hey! What are you doing here?, I don't care, go to the gym to rehearse NOW!" you shouted and scared they ran.

After a marathon of decorations, the baking guys were finishing, Betty made a line of production where Peter was, he looked handsome. MJ had returned and was helping Ned, and an hour later you were getting ready and Parker was leaving to do it too.

"Hey nerd" Mj spoke to Peter and he turned.

"Yeah?"

"Do you want us to hang a mistletoe?"

"Why I would want to?" He was clearly confused.

"To kiss Yn, of course" he shook his head.

"No, what? No"

"Come on, we know you like her, you didn't even looked at Liz like you look at yn, it's useless to deny it" he blushed and just left, from the distance Ned and Betty nodded to her.

"It was such a great party yn" Peter said after the party, which was a success, was over and you were picking and cleaning up.

"Yeah, thank you so much, I was so stressed"

"Don't worry" Both smiled and continue to pick up the trash and everything, when you landed down something.

"Hey look, mistletoe" you said looking up and Peter did to, MJ he thought.

"Yeah, is there... Should we?"

"Well, um..." You kept quiet" Yes."

And you kissed.

[nezhcs]

Ofc you're great... You're amazing but also a total idiot

Is it just me or are there times when you cant feel you heart beat in your chest but for some reason its beating in your little toe or your stomach or something. What's up with thatttt... its honestly weird like no what the hell beat where you're supposed to naa

[shibalen]

Aww :( hope you fun though, and get better soon!

Myself... We don't have Christmas here so no celebration but I have winter vacationsss. Just sad because my throat hurts idk why :( probably because of last night's meal grrr – 💞

♡︎ yesss vacations!! i'm sorry to hear about your throat though. i hope you've drank lots of warm beverage and made your throat feel better! it's gotten rather cold here so i'm knitting a scarf to keep my throat from getting sore.

also happy new year!! thank you for for sticking with me despite this blog being a mess ✧◝(⁰▿⁰)◜✧

[doctorstrangeaskblog]

Hey! :) I've been loving having your blog pop up every now and again on my dash and I didn't realise that it was your birthday until you mentioned, so.. Happy Birthday! <3 What have you got planned for today?

TUMBLR, FACIAL EXPRESSION ANALYSIS VIDEOS, GAMES AND CAKEEEThanks so much! I’m happy you like my blog! <3 :D Mehehe VACATIONSSS

[danihow]

Alright alright, thanks for the tag 🤍

🌿Last song: Need to know by Calum Scott.

🌿Last movie: Pirates of the Caribbean: Salazar's Revenge (a.k.a Dead Men Tell No Tales).

🌿Currently watching: Teen Wolf, again.

🌿Currently reading: The Hobbit by J.R.R Tolkien

🌿Currently craving: I want vacationsss, and to be with ny grandma, like, away from the city.

I will tag @samingtonwilson @frodo-baggins bc i love their blogs and @shanealight bc they are my most recent follower, hi

tag 9 people you’d like to catch up with or people you want to know better

Tagged: @jaskiers-sweetkiss thank u for tagging me!!!

LAST SONG: This Band Is Back from Julie and the Phantoms hnn but only to hear the “i cant scat part” since ive never heard it but the last song i FULLY listened to is Fresh by Artist V. Poet

LAST MOVIE: The Kissing Booth pls dont roast me its my guilty pleasure movie

CURRENTLY WATCHING: im watching so many things. me and my bf are watching The Boys. im watching JATP again for the 10th time. i also started watching the Charmed reboot! (totally not for charlie gillespie 👀)

CURRENTLY READING: twilight lmaoooo (well im on new moon rn but i havent picked it up in awhile)

CURRENTLY CRAVING: a fucking vacation man

ill tag @gaiatheroyalrabbit @haley-talks-too-much @sunsetghostss @oozing-chemistry and @rhianon + anyone else who wants to do it!!! (if u’ve already been tagged im sorry)