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dick destroyer december | i. midoriya

♡ pairing: izuku midoriya x fem!reader.

♡ word count: 6.2K

♡ rating: mature, 18+, mdni.

♡ genre: college!au, fluff + smut.

♡ summary: with no nut november over, finals complete and christmas right around the corner, your number one boy returns to you with only one thing on his mind.

♡ warning(s): please read ! heavy smut, pwp ( characters aged up to twenties ), drinking, mentions of alcohol, mentions of poly!kiribaku, unprotected sex ( wrap it before you tap it y’all ) wall sex, fingering ( female recieving ), light!pet play, spitting, cum play, mentions of sex toys, exhibitionism, oral sex ( male + female recieving ), light!praise, heavy!breeding kink.

♡ author’s note(s): merry christmas everyone! i hope despite the circumstances that you’re all able to enjoy the holidays and are staying safe, if you’re not celebrating i wish you a wonderful day as well!! anyways here’s a little festive fic to satisfy you guys and tysm for 2K+ followers <33 find the corresponding kiribaku fic here!

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ever since you’d started college, your roomate, katsuki had always said that november was his favourite month of the year; it took you a while to figure out why.

having known the blonde since you were a child, you were aware that he despised the cold weather that nipped at his nose and made his quirk slow down. he hated wearing extra sweaters and begrudgingly asking your mother to make him some hot chocolate whenever he came over to play; in fact he hated asking you for it now as adults in your early twenties but as his good college roommate from freshmen year, you made sure he always had a mug waiting. nonetheless, katsuki’s sudden love for the winter months and festive weeks following honestly confused you to your wits end— especially with the impending doom of finals sneaking up on you.

however, you quickly found out the reason behind your best friend’s change in attitude towards the month of november, six months into your freshman year relationship with izuku midoriya.

“no nut november,” katsuki had purred into the neck of his beer bottle, rolling the cool glass against his bottom lip as he laughed at you from across the room. you had recalled the conversation to have occurred exactly half way through october, before the aforementioned month, you and your roommate had decided to host a small gathering with your classmates— purely fulled by thirty boxes of pepperoni pizza and beer, only two of the boxes had been vegetarian for your friends mina ashido and denki kaminari ( he was challenged by mina to go green for an entire month. “that’s why i love this month s’fuckin’ much.”

bakugou ended his sentence with a swig of his beer, setting the now empty bottle onto the coffee table that had been a house warming gift from his own mom. the sound causes todoroki and sero to jump from their place playing cards against humanity with your girl friend momo on the floor, and kirishima ( bakugou’s crush at the time, who’s drunk and passed out in the blonde’s lap ) to flinch awake. katuski pets his red hair once, making kirishima blink up at him affectionally.

your boyfriend, izuku, fidgets under the intimating stare of your roomie and you can tell he’s fighting the blush that spreads rapidly across his freckled cheeks. “n-no nut november?” your baby squeaks out, large palm settling on your lower waist as you shuffle to get comfortable in his lap. it’s clear he hasn’t taken part before, so you know exactly what your best friend is doing. trying to tease him in front of all your friends and pull him into something that you’re going to hate. nonetheless, deku downs the rest of his own alcoholic drink as bakugou prepares a response— the rest of your friendship group now pulled into the conversation.

“katsuki bakugou, don’t be mean.” you scold with a bite into your grease laced pizza and offer up the rest to izuku, who politely passes. you pout.

“‘m not, just sayin’— that damn month will be the only time of the year that i don’t get to hear you and the goddamn nerd fuckin’ like rabbits all the time.”

this time, its you who fights an embarrassed look on your face while your green haired lover simply swipes todoroki’s shot from the coffee table and swallows it all at once. the dual haired boy only groans before rising to get another from the kitchen and the rest of your friends hide their giggles in their own drinks, cards and half eaten pizza slices. “you…you can hear us?” you squeal incredulously, causing your friends to snort out loud again. izuku still says nothing.

“baby, we damn near almost see you whenever we drop by!” kirishima mumbles with sleep curling in his tone, he stretches like a cat on bakugou’s lap and grins at you— sharpened teeth dazzling under the LED lights in your living room. they flicker to a deep green, but you barely notice it.

abandoning your pizza as a whole, you huff and push up the sleeves of izuku’s hoodie that you wear— just about ready to pummel your best friend into the ground for having people over while you…ahem…get some, but shoto returns from the kitchen quicker than you anticipate and cuts right through the chatter with ease, giving you little time to feel flustered by the sudden turn in conversation. “you guys are more sexually active than my parents and they had four kids, messed up with raising us from touya, though,” he says in his iconic monotonous voice, causing you to splutter and katsuki to kick his feet out in victory. “seriously, i doubt midoriya would be able to beat any of us at this no nut november thing ‘cause of it.”

this time, deku ( as so affectionally nicknamed by your childhood best friend ), pouts, his frustrated voice bleeding into the conversation. “c’mon, don’t you have a little faith in me, shoto?”

“no.” is todoroki’s simple answer. you flinch, did you guys really have sex that often? to the point where no one believed your boyfriend could go a month without getting his dick wet?

“i second that,” kaminari pipes in, picking a mushroom off of his pizza and leaning over to plop it into sero’s mouth.

“third it!” the latter adds.

your roomie takes that and runs with it. “he wouldn’t last a day even if he tried.”

“leave it alone, katsuki.” you find the courage to defend yourself through your flustered state without realising the buzz of beer and vodka shooting through zuku’s veins.

it takes quite a bit to get your boyfriend drunk, he was a big boy after all and played for your college football team but once the drink was through his system he often broke out of his shy demeanour and into one of confidence and challenging your beloved best friend. izuku’s grip on your waist tightens as he leans forward to point accusingly at the blonde before speaking. “wanna fucking bet on it, kacchan?” he says with sparkling emerald eyes and a honeyed voice that makes you twitch in place in his lap. of course you would get horny right in the middle of your two best boys having a drunk argument.

“what’chu say nerd?” bakugou slurs, pushing poor kirishima off of his lap and to the floor in order to stand up and cross the room towards your boyfriend, pointing a finger in his face.

izuku pushes the digit away, smirking up at the blonde drunkenly and everyone’s gaze in the room suddenly falls on them. “i bet that i can last longer in no nut november than you.”

you whimper from your lover’s lap, knowing that as soon as everyone clears out you’re going to pounce on him before this stupid bet takes place. this doesn’t go unnoticed by the girls, momo and mina, who tease you for having such a high libido but you don’t think they’ll understand how much you’re going to suffer without your broccoli haired boyfriend’s dick every other night.

you love izuku and katsuki, you really do— but its times like this, for the sake of your sex drive and love life, that you really wish they’d got along more. maybe it was their little battle for your affection that caused the rift between the two, after all katsuki had been the only boy in your life up until college and izuku, you were pretty sure was the one you wanted to spend the rest of your life with…either way, their rivalry was getting in your way and was about to be a major cockblock for the next thirty days. “hold up you guys, don’t i get a say in this?” your voice comes out in a slight whine as you tug on midoriya’s fitted shirt, but he’s too busy having a stare off with your roommate to notice. “what about me and my needs?”

“it’s not about’cha, shitty girl.”

“stay out of this, yn.”

you huff, pushing yourself off of your boyfriend izuku’s lap to stand and smack the pair of losers upside their heads before joining your girls on the floor. mina pulls you into a comforting hug, trying to distract your mind from the fact that it’ll be deku dick-less for a month while momo serves you out a set of cards to join her in a game of cards against humanity with the other boys lounging on the floor— kirihsima is invited into the game too. “sounds like i’ll be getting you a dildo as an early christmas present!” ashido comments, swiping her deck off of your hand me down rug before anyone can see them.

momo grins at you while you take your cards and take another shot from poor, unsuspecting shoto. “better make it extra thick, we know he’s got a nice one on him, yn.”

“fuck you guys.”

“gladly, we’re not taking part of no nut november like those two idiots.” the black haired girl hums, shuffling in her seat to start the next round. you roll your eyes and turn your gaze to watch the green and blonde haired boys you adore so much fight over this trivial guys only event.

their cheeks are flushed from all the beer they’ve drunk and they’re leaning on each other for support, but that doesn’t stop them from going at each other. “you couldn’t beat me, even if you tried, shitty deku.” katsuki mumbles, arm around midoriya’s head— forcing the poor boy into bakugou’s large pecs. “haha...shitku…”

“oh try me, bitch.” your boyfriend counters, voice so husky it sends shivers down your spine, although it contrasts deeply with the sight of his adorable cheeks pressed against katsuki’s tits.

they’re too drunk to brawl it out and quite frankly you’re too tired to bother to stop them, mind only wondering how you plan to survive the next thirty days.

three years, three novembers and a few weeks into december later; you’re still wondering how the hell you’ve survived.

ever since that night in your freshman year; izuku, bakugou and the other boys have competed vigorously to last throughout the entirety of no nut november; your boyfriend having won the last three years in a row. katsuki hated it, losing to your izuku but he hated the victory sex you gave him even more.

you’d think he’d be used to it by now, with everyone in their final year of college but bakugou had manage to luck out this year on not hearing you and midoriya go round after round on november thirtieth. finals had hit you guys hard in terms of wrapping up the semester before christmas; they were important to pass too, considering you’d all be graduating within a few months, so you’d barely seen izuku since november ended and december rolled around.

now, being a couple weeks into the festive month and with finals drawing to a close— you had yet to make plans to see your boyfriend. there was little time between the online classes and preparation from the holidays, yet you could feel yourself growing more sexually frustrated by the second. rubbing one out wasn’t doing it for you anymore and listening katsuki’s bragging about his peaceful nights of sleep while you decorated your apartment with mistletoe and tinsel was really starting to tick you off.

the very decoration slips from between your fingers as bakugou walks in, yanking bits of tape from his fingers from where you had him lining the ceiling rails with gold, green and red tinsel. the blonde had only gone and slammed the door to your living room against the wall, grumbling about the stupid mess of clear tape across his clumsy fingers— the action scaring you half to death before you huff, facing him. “what, katsuki? what could you possibly need right now?”

his vermillion gaze picks up from his smoking palms, a last resort to getting rid of the tape. “came to tell ya that ‘m headin’ out with kirishima— going to pick up our girlfriend from the airport.” a sweet blush lays loosely against your best friend’s cheeks at his admission, not long after you guys’ drunken night in freshman year, bakugou had confessed to your red headed companion; only to find out he had a girlfriend waiting for him in his hometown.

kirishima wasn’t a cheater, but he also couldn’t help the flutter in his heart around bakugou— so had the two meet straight away and after a lot of tears and large dramatics, the three settled into a cute little relationship. you’d only met the girl once when she visited both boys for spring break— but you’d loved her and knew how much she made your best friend happy.

you smile nonetheless, picking the mistletoe up from the floor. “tell her i said hi, yeah?” you mention to your friend while he shrugs on a jacket and checks himself in the mirror. katsuki was in love, and it was insanely adorable to see. “do i need to set up the guest bedroom for her ’n kiri?”

“nah, shitty red head kicked out kami, he’s staying with sero and mina while my girl’s up.” katsuki shakes his head, letting you fix the collar of his jacket after you bound over to him. “we’ll be back after lunch to pick up some of my stuff though. so don’t do anything fuckin’ stupid and i’ll see you later, yeah?”

you cross a finger over your heart but the mischievous smile on your face gives you away. “no promises katsu, stay safe out there!”

your smile drops however, as soon as your roommate closes the door behind him, knowing him and kirishima, they’ll probably fuck their girl across all the surfaces in eijirou’s free apartment, which only makes your stomach churn with hot jealously and a hint of arousal.

selfish of you as it were, you wish your boyfriend hadn’t chosen such an intense subject with so many finals and intense studying— but izuku loved engineering almost as much as he loved you, so its not like you would ask him to give up his passion.

besides, you figured he’d look pretty hot in his mechanics classes—sleeves rolled up to his elbows, scared hands on display while sweat drips down his furrowed brow and—

and fuck me, now you were as horny as a mother fucker.

a familiar ache appears between your thighs while you attempt to busy yourself with the rest of the festive decorations; you hang a wreathe at the door both inside and out, tape the remaining tinsel around counters in your kitchen and finally attempt to fix the christmas tree katsuki insisted wasn’t lopsided ( even though it was ). but no matter how hard you worked om christmas-ing the apartment, you couldn’t shake the fantasy of midoriya railing you against his work bench. it wouldn’t go away.

patting your cheeks to calm your hot flush; you decide that you’re done bedazzling and fix some christmas lights above your doorways to go with your LED ones, and get ready to take a cold shower and hoping that the wetness between your legs will go away. you make a b-line for the bathroom, not bothering to bring a spare change of clothes since katsuki isn’t home. it’s not like he hasn’t seen you naked before.

you’re half way through your commute, wearing nothing but one of zuku’s old shirts when the front door jingles and busts open from the other side of your home. foot steps pound against your hardwood floor, letting you know someone is approaching.

“fucking hell katsuki, stop slamming the door against the wall before you make another—“ your words die in the back of your throat when your sweet little boyfriend comes into view. albeit a bit dishevelled, deku’s green hair falls prettily over his excited eyes while sweat rolls in tiny droplets from his forehead to his chin and his backpack hanging half off of his shoulder…in all honesty he looks a mess, but a good looking one at that. “zuku? what are you doing here?”

your lover looks bewildered, but a smile that fills you with warmth crosses his face. “i ran across campus to see you; i finished my finals…” he pants, the engineering building is pretty far from here so no wonder he looks the way he does.

despite knowing this, you quirk a brow. “still doesn’t answer my question babe.”

“november is over,” izuku sighs, dropping his backpack and crossing the room towards you in three short strides. When he reaches you, scarred hands curl around your waist while soft lips tickle the shell of your ear with deku’s next words. “it’s christmas…don’t make me wait. i want to fuck you.”

you don’t miss the way bight green eyes darken and drag up your hand naked body, your boyfriend’s shirt ending just above your knees and exposing the meat of your thighs to him. the wetness pools between them, making your skin glisten under familiar flashing LED lights and tinsel. izuku is waiting for a. sign...anything for you to give him consent to take his prize between your legs, electricity crackles in the air and you instinctively reach up to curl your fingers in his curls. “fuck me, izuku.” you say breathlessly, unleashing a month and a half’s worth of hormones out onto each other. “fuck me like you mean it, big boy.”

the teasing lilt to your voice earns you a spank to the ass as deku lifts you up into his arms and over his muscular shoulder. you squeal in delight at the harsh sting, leaning down to pat his ass too. he’s got a particularly nice one and you’re sure it was carved by the fucking gods.

the green haired boy hauls you over to the kitchen counter, setting you down atop it before his lips find yours in passionate and hurried movements. its been so long since you’ve kissed him, felt his muscles ripple under your touch while your hand roams his chest underneath the varsity jacket he wears.

you push the offending material off while izuku trails a hand between your thighs, chuckling into the kiss at the slick that adds a glimmer to your skin. his pink tongue darts out to lick a stripe across your bottom lip, begging for permission to enter your hot mouth. you grant him access, swirling your own pink muscle around is and suck it down. your breath hitches as thick fingers finally come into contact with the burn of your heat, gently prodding at your puffy, sticky clit. “you’re…doll, you’re so fucking wet already. did you miss me?” your boy moans breathlessly in between your sloppy kisses, pulling away to show you the string of your slick that coats his fingers. you nod in agreement.

izuku taps your lips once and you obediently take the digits into your mouth, humming at your sweetness that invades your tongue, all the while, his other wandering hand shoves two digits into your wet cunt with no warning— making you shiver on the counter while the tinsel you’d taped there scratches at your calves. both sets of fingers thrust into your openings at the same time, giving you a friction you so awfully desire.

“such a good girl, dollface— fuck, i f-forgot how good you looked sucking on my fingers like that.” midoriya whines out and you’re not sure which of your holes he’s referring to, but you couldn’t care less, not when those that stuff your tight pussy are curling against the walls in a way that has you leaking sweet nectar all over your marble surfaces. you gush at his praise however, bucking your hips into his hand while the heel of his palm grinds into your swollen clit— sending shockwaves through your body.

the fingers that plug your mouth are pulled out so the darling sounds of your moans mingle with that of your dripping heat, walls clenching around izuku every once on a while. your lover grinds against the table, watching you with close eyes as your face contorts into expressions that he’s missed so dearly. one thrust into your spongy g-spot makes your body jump and thighs close around your boyfriend’s hand— head falling forward against his shoulder. “mnn, zuzu... haven’t felt this good in s’long, gonna cum, gonna mess up your hand.”

to your dismay, deku pulls from your cunt faster than you would have liked and you whine at the empty feeling in your stretched out hole. your heat makes an awful dripping sound when you’re fully empty, and you grunt knowing that its a mess you’ll have to clean up later.

however, you’re easily distracted by the lips at your collar bones, painting bruises into your sweat licked skin while slick hands paw at your breasts. “cum on my face first, please?” its cute how desperate izuku is, but you can’t say that you aren’t either— especially when you haven’t fucked in so long.

“yes, god yes…” you accept too quickly while your shirt is pulled off completely; for midoriya’s mouth as moved from pressing hot kisses to your neck onto biting at your breast and rolling the hardened nipple of your other with his free hand. “but, wanna suck you off too ‘zuku…”

your boyfriend doesn’t hesitate with his next movements, kicking off his pants and boxers ( in one go, mind you ) before picking you up once again and sinking to the floor with you in his arms. he makes quick work of flipping you onto your tummy, pulsing cunny shoved so close into his face that you can feel deku’s nose bump your clit when he breathes and then; your face rests so easily on the swell of his thigh— right next to his hardened cock that you’ve missed so much.

izuku midoriya is a god and you swear by it.

your friend’s were right, he is packing. he’s thick and girthy, tip angry and red as it leaks heavily with a clear precum that has you drooling. “missed your dick, zu,“ you sigh, mostly to yourself and before you know it, your lips enclose around the head of his cock.

the way you suck on it, as if you’ve been starved of your last meal makes izuku shiver with pleasure and his nails dig into your peachy ass. you roll his balls between your fingers, loving the delicious whimpers you manage to lure from between your boy’s lips and the sound makes your pussy spasm around nothing.

a weighted palm moves to the back of your head in order to push you further down on his cock, deku’s own hips bucking up so you swallow more of him down. the taste of him is dangerously addictive, saltiness dancing across your tongue. “suck my dick sweetheart, yeah? suck on it just like that, good girl.” the hot breath from each of his choked laments brushes against your eager cunt, dampening your skin even more. he dives right in, tongue slithering between your puffy folds while he slurps at you with at insatiable place.

izuku craves to make you feel nothing but ecstasy, working his pink muscle hard against your walls that clamp down on his tongue while yours runs laps between the dribbling tip of his iron hot length. inhaling sharply, you force yourself to take more of deku down your throat, listening out for the tears that sting in his emerald eyes wen you swallow around him. You hum with sweet victory when his breathing stutters and hips jump up with excitement.

you’re both close, sensitive from the time you’ve spent away from one another, but neither of you can find it in yourselves to care. the room rises with temperature at every step you take towards orgasm, deku taking your cheeks in large, calloused palms and spreading you apart to spit directly into your hole. you swear on your life you’d never known pleasure until you’d met izuku, as no matter how much time you’d been apart, he still knew all the little tips and tricks to get you going. where to hold you, how to touch you, what to say. he was always so focused on making you feel good.

your head bobs up and down with an inconsistent pace, each time, your tongue mapping out the veins on his girth that you’d come to know so well, hand’s fisting at balls and the rest of his cock that you can’t reach.

“i’m gonna…doll—puppy, i’m gonna cream in that mouth of yours… please,” a strangled cry. “i-is that okay?”

you tap his thigh once, your own little signal to let your boyfriend know it’s okay before continuing your work— letting drool pool in your mouth before spewing it onto his cock. deku pulls his tongue from inside of you, flicking it rapidly at your clit to bring you closer and closer to the edge, not wanting to cum without you. and he doesn’t, the cord that’s built up in your stomach finally snapping.

white flashes behind your eyes as you gush all over izuku’s face, drenching his freckled cheeks and painting his innocence with a layer of your honeyed sin. Your lover follows shortly after, filling your mouth to the brim with a heavy load that tastes of him and only him. a taste that you could fall in love with every single day. “baby,” you giggle after letting go of his cock with a satisfying ‘pop’, heat spreading beneath your skin as you take note of the slight shine to the green haired student’s face. “think you made me squirt!”

“guess i did! you’re always so cute when you squirt for me, yn,” and like the messy boy he is, midoriya wipes his mouth on the back of his hand ( always a poor eater, couldn’t keep his meal in one peace ) before peeking at you from over your quivering and arched back. izuku smiles proudly at his handy-work of your messy cunt, radiating a billion rays of sunshine and your heart clenches in your chest. you hate how cute he looks when you’re in such a lewd and compromising position, like he hadn’t just fucked you dumb under the mistletoe. “should’ve been on my dick ’n not m-my tongue though...”

“i wouldn’t be opposed to another round, if you aren’t.”

“like hell i could say no to being inside you after a whole month of waiting, doll.”

you roll your eyes, but wiggle your hips back into your boyfriend’s face nonetheless. “then dick me down deku, destroy me.”

with your boyfriend’s help, you manage to crawl off of his lap and wait patiently on your knees as he stands. izuku beams down at you, a hundred and one words of love written in his eyes that glow warmly under christmas lights before he pets your head and reaches for your hands to help you stand on shaky legs.

the first kiss you share after this is gentle and sweet, even while your tangled fingers are set free and deku’s large hands are once again on your waist, rubbing small circles into the skin of your hips as he backs you into the nearest wall. you simper at the taste of yourself on his tongue and allow him to hoist you up by the backs of your thighs— locking your ankles at the centre of his back and just above bis bum— all the while keeping you pressed against the wall.

the outline of izuku’s length presses hotly against your weeping slit, his lips still slotted against yours in a slow liplock while his tip smears the remains of his seed across your clit and between your folds. you feel your boyfriend’s arms quiver around you as he slowly begins to sheath himself within your spamming pussy— jolting away from his lips, your mouth falls open in a weak moan and the green eyed boy quickly follows you, copying the movement of your lips as his sweaty forehead meets your own and your gazes align sweetly. “doll…” he mumbles brokenly, letting you adjust to the push of his cock against your walls. “been so long since i felt you like this…”

your fingertips reach out and graze his shoulders, hot breath fanning out between your bodies as izuku’s cock reaches the hilt inside of you. he stills. “move baby, can’t wait anymore— “

izuku midoriya doesn’t need to be told twice when it comes to fucking you; finally making the move to bottom out inside of your pussy. heat blossoms in your heart and your glistening mound as your lover gently rolls his hips against yours and the way he feels reminds you that your mind, body and soul belong to him and him only.

although you are finally together, moving as one against the wall in your shitty college apartment, you crave for izuku to fill you to the brim and reach up to tug at mossy locks in order to bring him impossibly closer.

you don’t dare close your eyes as deku sets the pace, not even as your gaze on him flutters, you want the image of his blushed and blissed out face imprinted to into the back of your mind forever, you want the sounds of struggled whimpers and skin slapping against skin to become the tune of your memories. you want your senses to be filled with him always and forever as make love against tinselled ceiling rails and mistletoe above your heads. all you can think is more, more, more. more of him, more of izuku.

“focus on me, puppy,” izuku reminds you, grinding his pelvis against you every time his hips canter into you. his cock grazes the entrance of your womb, leaking into you like a cocktail of your arousals. but the neediness behind his words makes you blink away the glassiness in your eyes, locking your arms and legs around him tighter and grinding your hips down to meet the drive of his cock into your spongy g-spot. “your cute lil hole’s still so tight, nice ’n moulded into the shape of my cock— made to take me, right?” your boy babbles, tripping over his sentences through the saliva on his tongue.

the feeling has you stirring against your boyfriend’s length, his now rapid pace sending your teary eyes rolling and you mewling. “made for you ’n only you ‘zu, please don’ stop…” is all you can say, mind breaking as midoriya’s hands drop between your joined bodies to draw lazy shapes into your puffy nub, the movements silky due to the mild mix of juices coating your sexes.

each thrust from your lover sends you a little bit up the wall, head of his cock catching tastefully along the ridges of your velvety walls— the way your pussy feels inside drives izuku to the brink of insanity, you’ve always been able to take him so well and he missed the way your cute face curled into expressions of desire all for him. you’re so pretty, so intoxicating and he’s so happy to have you back in his arms.

“s-such a good girl for me, yn…fucking hell puppy,” izuku punctuates each of his toe curling thrusts with stuttered cries of your name, angling his hips upwards to hit your g-spot over and over. everything feels so sloppy, tainted with signs of your love but as the knot in your stomach begins to unravel, you couldn’t care less. “gonna make you mine, gonna fill you up and make you my fucking puppy.”

“’m already yours, always will be zuku,” you manage to speak, clenching down on him and letting out an almost pornographic moan as deku drills into you with the last of his strength.

he nods against your foreheads that remain pressed together, staring at you with adoration written across his seafood eyes. “love you, doll…love you s’much, you did so well baby…cum for me now…” izuku mumbles out, hissing slightly as your grip on his hair tightens to yank him down for one final searing kiss.

tears of heavenly pleasure roll down your cheeks as he swallows your final moan, his words pushing you right over the edge and into an earth shattering orgasm. “c-cumming!” you squeal so loud that you’re sure the neighbours can hear, while you lose control and pulse around midoriya’s scalding cock. the world of colour flashes behind your eyes— release splattering out against your boyfriend’s pelvis and the floor. “mnnn, izuku! i love you, please…”

you’re begging now, your sloppy pussy coaxing him along to his own release while deku relentlessly fucks into you. his chest rumbles with every one of his whimpers and groans, cock pushing you into overstimulation while he snaps his hips into you.

“ohh i love you…gonna cum, gonna cum— fuck, puppy—!” he sobs pathetically, dropping his head to your neck as his teeth clamp down on your bare skin to silence himsel. your tired body is forced up the wall while izuku tumbles into his own orgasm, sweltering seed splashing up inside your abused cunt. he slows to a grind, creaming inside you and painting your insides white as snow— panting with you until your breathing calms down.

the pair of you sink to the floor again, still in one another’s embrace as exhaustion sweeps over your limbs. before you know it, izuku is giggling sweetly against your lips, pressing grateful kisses along your neck and jaw while you fiddle with his baby hairs on the nape of his neck— still trying to catch your breath.

“t-that,” he sighs, nothing but love and adoration cushioning his gaze on you as you settle in his lap. you squirm at feeling so full, his cum dripping out of your fluttering hole but find yourself getting comfortable soon after. “that was so good, i missed you, yn, really.”

you cup the boy’s freckled cheeks and hum, heart swelling at his slight confession. “i missed you more zuku, all of you, not just your dick.” you clarify your words, making light of the mess you’ve made.

izuku rolls his eyes but leans into your gentle touch nonetheless, faking a pout in order to get a kiss on the lips. “glad to know that my girlfriend still loves me, even when she’s been deprived of my godly cock for a month and a half.”

“i’ll always love you.” you say, leaning in to give him a slight peck on the lips.

“as will i.”

you both tilt your heads to complete the vow with a simple kiss when a cough cuts through the love filled atmosphere, making you and izuku jump right out of your skin. Immediately, your gaze scopes out the room, only to land on your child hood best friend— accompanied by both his girlfriend and boyfriend. fuck, you completely forgot about that.

“are you two done now?” katsuki drawls, still tucked into his winter jacket, while krishima covers his girlfriend’s eyes with a free hand, the other occupied by her luggage from her flight. she still offers you an awkward smile and a wave.

“k-kacchan! haven’t you ever heard of knocking?” deku squeaks, wrapping his arms around you to pull you into his chest and at least protect some of your decency. it’s nothing bakugou nor kirishima haven’t sen before ( it’s not the first time you’ve been caught like this ) but you allow yourself to fall into izuku’s protective embrace anyways— heated embarrassment prickling underneath your skin.

your blonde roommate, however, is livid— staring you down with bloody eyes that speak tales of murder. “knock? knock? i fucking live here, you shitty nerd!” bakugou scolds, making you flinch and offer him a weak smile. eijirou by now has the decency to escort his girlfriend into his other partner’s room to gather some of his belongings, effectively leaving you and your boyfriend to face the wrath of your favourite angry pomeranian. the blonde turns to you. “and i thought i told you not to do anythin’ fuckin’ stupid while i was gone?”

“don’t yell at me! i didn’t know izuku was coming… literally and figuratively!” both boys groan at this, making you scowl. what? it was a good joke! “besides, i was just congratulating my boyfriend for winning no nut november, again. you should be used to it by now, suki.”

katuski looks between you both, annoyance sweeping his face before he pinches the bridge of his nose and huffs. “couldn’t you congratulate him somewhere else? somewhere, where i didn’t have to be blinded and traumatised for the rest of my shitty life.”

this time, it’s your boyfriend who speaks up, standing with you in his arms. deku smirks evilly, pointing to the little green plant above your heads. “no can do kacchan, it’s dick destroyer december and there was no better way to start it, than under the mistletoe.”

izuku turns swiftly on his heel and makes a dash towards your bedroom before your best friend can threaten to blow you up, presumably to fuck you in your bed for this next round.

“fuck you guys!” he curses you out, watching you go.

“we’re already on it, have a great christmas, katsuki!” you sing back, just a deku slams your door shut and drops you onto your bed— already crawling on top of you.

you’d have to thank katsuki someday for challenging izuku back in freshman year, because without his newfound love for november— you wouldn’t have discovered your guilty pleasure for dick destroyer december.

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can i have ⚡️ with list one angst 17 and osamu. i’m so excited for ur blog to grow skye. kisses for u

winners and losers

☁️a/n☁️ kristen i am in love w u pls come to socal so i can give u all the kisses. thank you for being the first for my event mwah <33 i haven’t done angst in a while so this scratched an itch i didn’t know i had

includes: gn!reader, a little bit (maybe a lotta bit) ouchie, lack of communication might be the biggest thing, general heartbreak, a twist to the truth, atsumu makes an appearance at the end kind of, i hope the ending isn’t too obscure, 930 words

“you’re avoiding the question!” you stormed after osamu into the back room of onigiri miya. “we can’t fix this if you won’t talk to me! we have this conversation nearly every day and nothing ever changes!”

your chest heaved as you caught your breath but the motion did nothing to ease the pressure building beneath your sternum.

“and what do you want me to say?” he twirled around to face you, face cold but eyes blazing. the way his gaze bore into you made you want to retreat into yourself but you stood your ground and matched his stare.

“we’re soulmates, osamu! you can’t lie to me as it is so maybe try telling the truth? why can’t you do that simple thing?”

after being together for years, you and osamu fell into a constant cycle of push and pull. you thought you two could make it work - all the hot and cold, ups and downs, fights and makeups - but you were at your wit’s end. some part of you was afraid of what you were asking for, but you knew the two of you needed to air out your dirty laundry before your relationship could go anywhere.

“maybe because i know you better than you want to admit.” stepping back to lean against the counter, you recoiled from his unexpected response.

“what do you mean?” you asked after taking a moment to collect yourself.

his face twisted into a smirk that didn’t reach his eyes. “you asked for the truth, didn’t you?”

“and you’re still not answering the question.” you folded your arms over your chest, to appear more put together than you felt or to protect yourself from what was to come, you weren’t sure.

“if you really want to know, then ask it again.” you inhaled sharply at the steeled resolve in his expression, a new pang resonating in your chest.

“do you-” you started before rethinking what you really wanted to ask ask about.

it wasn’t the long hours he would stay in this restaurant. it wasn’t the way he would throw himself into his work and leave you waiting for him at home late into the night. it wasn’t the empty spot next to you in the bed when exhaustion and fatigue lulled you to sleep, nor was it the empty mug in the sink and the fresh pot of coffee sitting on the counter as the only evidence that he had come home at all when he left again before you woke up in the morning.

not the meals you ate alone, the texts and calls that went unreturned and eventually discontinued, the questions from friends and family asking if your relationship was as ‘okay’ as you had told them over the phone.

you were used to all of these. you put up with them for years because you loved him. he was the one your soul chose to be honest when everyone else could lie and deceive you; you loved miya osamu with your whole heart even though he was the one destroying it from the inside out.

“at any point in the last ten years, did you ever love me?” the words hung heavy in the silence, whispered so quietly under your breath you considered the possibility of him not hearing them.

still, you hoped he had. after all, the dirty laundry was strewn all over the table in the words you hadn’t said, and your heart laid in his hands whether he wanted it or not.

“we might be soulmates but i don’t think i ever loved you the way you did me.” your eyes widened imperceptibly, just catching the completely neutral mask he wore to match the monotony of his response before your vision blurred with tears. but it didn’t matter. there was no mistaking the complete disregard he had for you, as if you were merely another constant in his life, as if he hadn’t let your heart fall from his grasp and walked all over it on his way out of the room.

tears dripping onto the cold floor one after another, you didn’t turn around to watch the man you loved leave. the soft click of the door closing behind him broke the tension that had resided in your chest through the entire confrontation while the shattered pieces of your heart and the echoes of your sobs kept you company in the empty room.

decades later, osamu slowly made his way up the hill to his family’s shrine, joints creaking. as he scanned the names carved into the stone, he heard you crying on the day he told the worst form of the truth, remembering the roughness of the drywall as he slid down and muffled sobs of his own in his hands.

he recalled the fight he had with his brother that same day and smiled bitterly as his line of sight was drawn to his and your names etched into the granite next to each other.

he knew then just as well as he knew now that he lost the best thing that ever happened to him with the utterance of a single sentence, but you deserved better than he was prepared to give you. and he was so relieved that you were able to love and be loved to your heart’s content until the very end. letting the small bouquet fall from his hands, he stared at the kanji of his brother’s name with the barest hint of resentment instead of wiping away the cooling tracks on his cheeks.

“you win. happy?”

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Jello Biafra VS the Forces of Corruption 33

Disclaimer: This is a work of fiction and all relation to real individuals is done purely for parody purposes. I am not associated with any of the people named in this work of fiction and this is not intended to reflect negatively upon anyone.

Chapter 33: The Punk Rock Tournament Showdown Part 10: The Finale

We find Jello awakening from a long, tumultuous slumber. But not just a literal slumber, but also a metaphorical one. Jello had had many deep, meaningful epiphanies, probably. And now, he had emerged from his cocoon a better and stronger person, probably. There is probably no doubt in my mind that Jello has grown a lot as a character. He’s probably learned a lot of very important lessons, such as… um… well I’ll get back to you once I can think of a single lesson that Jello has learned thus far. Either way, I’ve written a lot of words, so there has to be some importance to it, probably. There’s no more getting sidetracked for Jello. He’s failed one too many times. Is this truly the end of Jello’s career? Jello has already failed once, thrusting him downward into the losers bracket of the tournament. He’s already fallen so low. Could he really pick himself back up? All while in a state of delirium? All by himself, cold and alone like a stray dog out in the rain? Alas, in his time of need, Jello’s one true friend returned, bringing with him that which Jello needed the most; hope.

“Jello?” A familiar voice spoke. “Jello are you alright?”

“K… Klaus?”

“That’s me.”

“Klaus… I’m sorry I ever doubted your judgement.”

“It’s ok Jello I forgive you, as long as you know how important what you’re fighting for is.”

“I do. In my state of delirium, I had an epiphany. When I was a young lad, I never quite fit in, and that seriously damaged my ego. But I’ve realized my purpose now. I need to write aggressive, pseudo-intellectual songs in a failed effort to fill the multitude of irreparable gaps in my psyche.”

“That is precisely correct Jello.” Klaus replied.

Suddenly, a voice boomed over the loudspeaker. “The fight between D.H. Peligro and Jello Biafra will begin in five minutes.”

The two looked at each other in misbelief.

“Well Jello,” said Klaus, “All the belief I had in you just went completely out the door. You’re fucked.”

“Shit,” Jello replied. Jello moped his way over to the stadium. The announcement was made for the combatants to emerge from their respective waiting rooms. The dejection was visible on Jello’s face. He tiptoed anxiously onto the field, but much to his surprise, Jello’s opponent was nowhere to be seen. An announcement was made. “D. H. Peligro has 30 seconds to make his way to the stadium before he is disqualified.” But nobody came. Those 30 seconds felt like 30 hours, with each second more stressful than the last. Then, just as the time was about to run out, and Jello about to breathe a sigh of relief, a red dot appeared in the sky, being pulled by a herd of reindeer. It was… Santa Claus, also known as… D. H. Peligro!

“You didn’t think I would skip out on a fight as good as this? Did you?” D. H. Peligro asked as he gracefully landed his sleigh just a few feet away from Jello.

“I was kinda hoping that you would.” Jello replied sardonically.

“Got your hopes up eh?” Santa sneered.

“I guess you could say that.”

“Well prepare to have more of your dreams crushed!” Upon saying this, Santa leapt off of his sleigh, hitting the ground with such veracity that it instantly caused a 6.2 magnitude earthquake, resulting in the collapse of one of the stands, killing several hundred spectators. The foolish sheep above believe that the cause of all of California’s earthquakes is the shifting of tectonic plates, but really, it’s the untamed wrath and hatred of Santa Claus(D.H. Peligro)! Santa stepped toward Jello, each step resulting in a 1.3 magnitude earthquake. That’s the real reason Santa rides on his iconic sleigh. He can’t even take a step without causing a natural disaster!

And as Santa lumbered toward Jello, his heart sank further into the depths of fear with every step taken. But Jello stood firm nonetheless. He had faced many opponents before, and he wasn’t about to let this one defeat him with fear alone.

And so it came time for the first punch to be thrown. This honor was given to none other than Santa Claus, and so Jello buried his heels and crossed his arms in front of his face so as to block the oncoming blow. Jello’s block proved effective, for while the punch pushed him backwards about 3 meters, Jello remained standing and unharmed.

Santa went in for another punch. This time however, Jello did not block in time. Santa inched closer and closer. The audience could only look on in fear, as though they were witnessing a terrible tragedy, one which would undoubtedly end poorly for our protagonist.

But then, at the last moment Jello effectively did a Dark Souls dodge-roll out of the way, causing Santa to miss his mark and sending him flailing forward and falling flat on his face. Jello, on the other hand, successfully completed his roll and landed cleanly on his feet.

This embarrassment sent Santa into a blind rage and rushed toward Jello, fist at the ready.

Jello smirked. “I’ve already won.”

“What did you just say to me?” Santa replied.

“You see, when it comes down to pure strength, I’m no match for you, even one as brash as me could recognize that. But when it comes down to speed, I’ve got a definite upperhand. No matter how many punches you throw, I can simply dodge all of them, and eventually, you’ll be too tired to throw another punch. That’s when I’ll go in for the kill.”

“Nonsense! Nobody can defeat me!” Santa threw yet another punch.

Again, Jello dodged swiftly, this time throwing a punch of his own that hit Santa square in the jaw, launching him into the air, landing 7 meters away after which he slid across the ground for another 3 meters.

Jello stood menacingly above Santa. “I told you Santa. I’ve already won.”

Santa smirked. “Don’t be so hasty.” Santa placed his thumb and index finger on his lips and let an -ear-piercing whistle. Suddenly, a parade of reindeer noises rang out throughout the stadium. From the sky descended hundreds of thousands of reindeer from every corner of the earth, heeding the call of Santa Claus. “Get him! Attack Jello!” Santa shouted. The reindeer all zoomed toward Jello.

If Jello didn’t come up with some sort of plan quickly. His signature roundhouse kick would be enough to cover his sides, but what about his head? Jello knew what he had to do. He would perform a series of upward jabs whilst also performing his roundhouse kick. Maintaining his balance while doing so would be difficult. But he had no other option. He began performing the bizarre move. Reindeer after reindeer fell, but with each passing reindeer, Jello felt himself getting weaker and weaker. At the second to the last reindeer, Jello lost his balance, and the final reindeer impaled Jello in the stomach. Upon receiving this injury, a blast of adrenaline was sent through Jello, and he punched the final reindeer so hard that it flew upwards and collided with the stadium ceiling. After this struggle, Jello had single handedly brought the conservation status of reindeer from vulnerable to endangered.

But the fight was not complete yet. Clutching his stomach, Jello faced his opponent confidently. Santa could only face Jello with a look of pure fear. He had lost. Jello punched Santa square in the face, sending him flying to the opposite of the stadium. The crowd stood silent.

“...Jello wins!” Uproarious applause. Jello had overcome what could arguably be considered his most powerful opponent yet. Jello’s victory was so stupendous that he almost failed to notice his own injury. But the adrenaline of the moment was wearing off, and Jello was slowly returning to reality. And the closer he came to reality, the more his vision faded, until soon it had faded to black.

When Jello awoke, he found himself in a hospital bed yet again. There, waiting at Jello’s side, was Klaus.

“I knew you could do it Jello.” said Klaus.

“But just earlier you said that I was completely and totally fucked.” Jello replied.

Klaus glared at Jello. “I was lying.” Klaus lied.

“That’s kind of a strange thing to lie about… Why did you lie about that?”

“It doesn’t matter Jello,” Klaus explained dramatically, “That’s all in the past now…”

“I mean it was like an hour ago…”

“Still technically the past.”

“I mean I guess it’s technically the past, but…”

“Alright alright!” Klaus interrupted, “I get your point, now let’s just cut to the chase, can we?”

“Ok…”

“Good. Here’s the deal. We’ve both made it real far in this tournament. Now we each only have one opponent left… And that’s each other. I may have been helping you up until now, but shits about to get real, real soon. Once this is over, we can maybe go back to being friends, but for now, we’re rivals. You’ll be getting no more help from me.”

“...I understand...,” Jello replied, “... That you’re a petty little bitch!” Jello leapt out of his hospital, shoved his former friend out of the way, and ran out of the door all in one swift motion. Klaus could only manage a bereft sigh.

Jello ran down the hallway, crying, feelings of betrayal streaming through his mind, infecting his being like a disease. But as Jello fled like a distressed animal, he felt a presence; a very cool and epic presence. It was… 6025!

Jello immediately stopped crying. “6025, what are you doing here?”

“I should ask you the same question.” 6025 replied.

“So much has happened…” Jello let out a dejected sigh. “I’ve come so far only to be betrayed by my only friend.”

“Were you really betrayed, or is that just how you feel?”

“It’s not just how I feel. He said it to my face. He’s not going to be my friend until this fight is over.”

“Maybe your friend is just looking out for you. Have you ever considered that?”

“What do you mean?”

“Maybe he’s concerned that if you view him as a friend, you’ll hold back. Maybe he just wants to draw out your true potential.”

“Wow I never thought of it that way,” Jello admitted.

“Well, sometimes when tensions are, it can be difficult to think rationally.”

Jello nodded in agreement. “Thank you for your advice. I’m feeling a lot better now.”

“It’s no skin off my back.”

And so, Jello returned to Klaus.

“What do you want?” Questioned Klaus. “I thought I told you that I’m not gonna be all buddy-buddy with you anymore.”

“I just wanted to let you know, friend or not, that I’m not going to hold back against you tomorrow. The thought never even crossed my mind.”

Klaus smirked. “Good.”

And so the two began training for their fight tomorrow. Who will win nobody knows for sure, but one thing was certain, this was going to be Jello’s most difficult fight yet, and moreover, he was going to have to go head to head against his closest friend. Yeah, it was really difficult… and stuff. But soon, tomorrow would come, and the two found themselves stepping out onto opposite sides of the battlefield. Every second the timer counted down, they glared menacingly into each other’s eyes. And then the countdown hit zero.

The two sprinted toward one another, reeling back their fists for the most powerful punches they could master. When their fists collided, the forces cancelled out, sending them each flying backward in an identical manner. They continued to throw punches in such a manner, and honestly it was kinda epic, but soon all this fighting stuff had caused the two friends to grow tired and weary. And just as the two were about to collapse from exhaustion; losing focus and vision fading, from the sky descended East Bay Ray, laughing maniacally.

“I couldn’t possibly give up on two musicians as skilled as you two,” said East Bay Ray.

“What’s that supposed to mean?” Jello questioned.

“You both win. You both get to join the band.” East Bay Ray explained.

“So that’s it. It’s just over?” Klaus asked. He seemed disappointed.

“Yep. Get off the battlefield now. It’s over.”

Klaus turned to Jello. “This isn’t over.” He walked off the field.

Jello, taken aback, found himself unable to respond, and so he too exited the field.

And here we leave Jello, now a member of the Dead Kennedys, but strangely more alone than he has ever felt before. Now that the tournament is over, with Jello successful, what is to come for our protagonist? What awaits Jello in the Dead Kennedys? Will Jello and Klaus ever conclude their battle? Find out in the next chapter of Jello Biafra VS the Forces of Corruption!

#fanfiction #Jello Biafra #Dead Kennedys #punk #creative writing

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x9.18

@ua-touya 12:42 PM

damn, you hero school brats really are sure of yourself, huh?

ua-himiko 12:44 PM

you have no right to try and look down on us when you cant even take five minutes out of your busy schedule to help someone who is supposed to be your FRIEND

ua-touya 12:45 PM

listen, if i could have helped you, i wouldve, alright?

ua-himiko 12:45 PM

whatever

ua-touya 12:46 PM

yeah, whatever.

@ua-todoroki 4:14 PM

Wtf.

ua-himiko 4:15 PM

what

ua-todoroki 4:15 PM

Who are you.

@ua-chargebolt 4:15 PM

What just... happened?

ua-himiko 4:16 PM

lol ypu

ua-todoroki 4:16 PM

Great answer.

@ua-stopwatch 4:16 PM

lots of things happened, kaminari

ua-himiko 4:16 PM

ew ur back

my names miko who r u

ua-todoroki 4:17 PM

Todoroki Shouto.

ua-himiko 4:17 PM

wha,,,

real funny haha joke but like actually tho..

ua-chargebolt 4:17 PM

Well. I figured that, ,Damien... I mean.... new people now? What's goin on?

ua-todoroki 4:17 PM

...?

Yeah.

That's who I am.

ua-stopwatch 4:18 PM

she waltzed in the chat and started degrading people last night.

ua-chargebolt 4:18 PM

Huh.

ua-himiko 4:18 PM

lol bro... i get it ur edgey lulz but lykeeee im not falling for that i wasnt born yesterday

ua-todoroki 4:18 PM

?????

ua-chargebolt 4:18 PM

Who... are you?

ua-stopwatch 4:19 PM

ua-himiko 4:19 PM

:/ i just said my name was miko... do i need 2 go full name or what

ua-todoroki 4:19 PM

[pic of his ID]

ua-stopwatch 4:19 PM

please. If you don't mind.

ua-chargebolt 4:19 PM

lol, Miko, sounds like the main character for some anime-

ua-himiko 4:19 PM

uh real cool prop i guess I LUV ANIME xD

ua-todoroki 4:20 PM

Wtf.

:/.

ua-himiko 4:20 PM

its a cute nickname tho rite???? lololol but yea its short for toga himiko yeah

ok i showed u mine now show me urs edgey weirdo cuz im not fallin for this troll attempt rite here

ua-chargebolt 4:21 PM

Why's that name ring a bell...

ua-stopwatch 4:21 PM

it does. Doesn't it.

ua-chargebolt 4:21 PM

What's the big deal tho, he already said his name...

ua-himiko 4:21 PM

eh i was on the news once it aint no thang we dont talk about that lol

ua-todoroki 4:21 PM

I already told you.

ua-chargebolt 4:21 PM

lol

ua-himiko 4:21 PM

bro...

ua-stopwatch 4:21 PM

Miko, what's your quirk if you don't mind my asking

ua-chargebolt 4:21 PM

I'm Kaminari Denki btw but like

what's the hangup about Shouteroki's name?

ua-himiko 4:22 PM

:/... its called TRANSFORM idk why that matters tho

ua-chargebolt 4:22 PM

are you a transformer

ua-himiko 4:23 PM

cuz like??????????? todoroki shoutos been dead for like half a decade or whatever so pretending 2 be some famous dead kid is fuckin weird and dumb like... hello

ua-touya 4:23 PM

what

ua-himiko 4:23 PM

eveyrone knows that its not new info

ua-todoroki 4:23 PM

What.

ua-stopwatch 4:23 PM

..what

ua-chargebolt 4:23 PM

HAH??????

ua-himiko 4:23 PM

????????????????????

ua-stopwatch 4:23 PM

he's not-

ua-touya 4:23 PM

what do you mean he died? how?

ua-stopwatch 4:23 PM

..y'know what...she might be one of the alternates

ua-chargebolt 4:23 PM

lol what kinda AU is this

ua-todoroki 4:23 PM

What the fuck.

ua-himiko 4:24 PM

like it was a while ago but like everyone knows about this so wtf :////

ua-chargebolt 4:24 PM

You uh... a zomble there Todo?

ua-stopwatch 4:24 PM

Miko, I can assure you, that this todoroki isn't dead

ua-chargebolt 4:24 PM

Physically anyway

ua-todoroki 4:24 PM

What the fuck.

ua-stopwatch 4:24 PM

like I said. Maybe an alternate?

ua-himiko 4:24 PM

alternate of what

p-mina 4:24 PM

oooh!!!! Like me!!!!

ua-stopwatch 4:24 PM

have you heard of the multiverse theory?

ua-himiko 4:25 PM

it was like a biiiiiiiig case his mom like went crazy and off'd him like bruh

ua-chargebolt 4:25 PM

W H A T

ua-himiko 4:25 PM

the what

ua-touya 4:25 PM

she what??

ua-himiko 4:25 PM

?????? hello

ua-chargebolt 4:25 PM

WHOMST?

ua-stopwatch 4:25 PM

the multiverse theory.

p-mina 4:25 PM

ua-stopwatch 4:25 PM

or rather, the string theory

ua-todoroki 4:25 PM

...

ua-himiko 4:25 PM

fuckin google it oh my god cmon its like

h/o i'll just get an article this is so dumb

ua-chargebolt 4:25 PM

YOU google it...

ua-touya 4:26 PM

there's not going to be an article, batsy

ua-himiko 4:26 PM

dont rush me omg im working on it...

ua-todoroki 4:26 PM

Who.

ua-stopwatch 4:26 PM

in our string of the multiverse, todoroki isn't dead.

ua-todoroki 4:26 PM

Wait.

ua-himiko 4:26 PM

u keep sayin multiverse like i kno wtf that is i dont even watch scifi im not a nerd

ua-chargebolt 4:27 PM

There's like multiples of... us

ua-himiko 4:27 PM

nothing is coming up ugh fuck u google

ua-stopwatch 4:27 PM

because in this universe, he's alive.

ua-todoroki 4:27 PM

[Todoroki is offline]

ua-chargebolt 4:27 PM

I mean, have you noticed anything else strange to you lately, Miko?

ua-himiko 4:27 PM

ur fuckin with me lol 'this universe'

ua-stopwatch 4:27 PM

no I'm not. I don't "fuck" with people.

ua-himiko 4:27 PM

not rly????????? kind of been busy havin the worst day evar actually

@ua-syren 4:28 PM

[iris is online]

is she gone yet?

ua-chargebolt 4:29 PM

Who?

ua-syren 4:29 PM

that other toga.

I blocked her so I can't tell

ua-himiko 4:30 PM

who what? oh fuck i cant see whats getting sent thats lame

tell whoever she better not be talkin SHIT

ua-chargebolt 4:30 PM

Chillllllll, Mi-channnnn~

ua-syren 4:31 PM

..you're friends with her now aren't you

ua-stopwatch 4:31 PM

it seems so, cohen

ua-touya 4:31 PM

jeez.. you kids really know how to attract drama, huh?

ua-himiko 4:31 PM

michan ^w^

ua-syren 4:31 PM

and who're you?

ua-himiko 4:31 PM

fuckin shut up bitch go away

ua-touya 4:31 PM

me?

ua-syren 4:32 PM

yes you.

ua-touya 4:32 PM

what's it matter to ya, kiddo?

ua-himiko 4:32 PM

lulz i like how poseroki stopped talking once i outed him on his sherade lol

knew he was full of shit

ua-touya 4:33 PM

i doubt he was faking

ua-himiko 4:33 PM

i wasnt askin U bitch

ua-chargebolt 4:33 PM

Who are you, tho?

@ua-kuroiro 4:33 PM

He's not faking, we go to school together

ua-syren 4:33 PM

don't call me that.

ua-himiko 4:33 PM

anyway real talk thats an important part of hero history you guys should reeeeeally know that if you're trying to be heroes....

ua-kuroiro 4:34 PM

I just saw him this morning

@ua-redriot 4:34 PM

hes a pretty cool guy!! Pretty sure hes still alive!

@ua-sakku 4:34 PM

Oh...is the new person a senpai?

ua-kuroiro 4:34 PM

He hangs out with monoma.

ua-syren 4:34 PM

no.

ua-himiko 4:34 PM

ua-chargebolt 4:34 PM

He's definitely alive. Lil dead on the inside maybe but like.... maybe we all are at this stage so, valid

ua-touya 4:34 PM

seriously, why are you kids so curious about me anyways?

ua-syren 4:35 PM

because we don't know you.

ua-sakku 4:35 PM

Oh wait two people.

ua-himiko 4:35 PM

hes a loser forget him

ua-sakku 4:35 PM

wild.

ua-himiko 4:35 PM

he shouldnt even be here anyway go get some actual friends hoe

ua-sakku 4:35 PM

Woah, Miko is cool.

ua-touya 4:35 PM

im not surprised you dont know me...

ua-chargebolt 4:35 PM

Why're you so mad at him? What he do?

ua-kuroiro 4:35 PM

His friend isnt here right now.

ua-syren 4:36 PM

of course we don't know you. Are you going to tell us or no?

ua-kuroiro 4:36 PM

Well, one of them

ua-touya 4:36 PM

touya todoroki.

ua-himiko 4:36 PM

i licherally called him ALL NITE cuz i was like stranded in the middle of the road and he completely ghosted me out of NOWHERE like a bitch and then denied it all morning and tried to act like we werent friends so i GUESS we're not FRIENDS ANYMORE

ua-syren 4:36 PM

ua-chargebolt 4:36 PM

Touya what now?

I'm so confuuuuuuused right noowwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwww

ua-todoroki 4:37 PM

[Todoroki is online]

ua-himiko 4:37 PM

which is why its a LITTLE FUNNY that ur sititng here defending ppl licherally trying to rp as your brooooooooooooooooooooo when im licherally rite here like honestly if hes just paying u guys to mess with me its a low fxckin blow

ua-todoroki 4:37 PM

You're not Touya.

ua-chargebolt 4:37 PM

Who TF is Touy--

Oh hey Shouteroki.... you OK?

ua-todoroki 4:37 PM

I don't know.

ua-himiko 4:38 PM

real talk im about to f x c k i n scream if you all dont stop MESSING with me GOD

ua-syren 4:38 PM

...I'm gonna believe Todo for now..

ua-himiko 4:39 PM

making me feel like im goin fucking crazy its rly not funny i hate this

ua-todoroki 4:39 PM

Touya's been gone for years. Idk. There's rumors he killed himself.

ua-himiko 4:39 PM

??????????????????????

ua-syren 4:39 PM

...

ua-touya 4:39 PM

ah, i was wondering about that...

ua-todoroki 4:39 PM

...

ua-himiko 4:39 PM

...

ua-chargebolt 4:39 PM

Michannnnn.... seriously, it seems liek you're from another universe...

ua-todoroki 4:39 PM

What's going on.

ua-kuroiro 4:39 PM

This shit's a lot, I'm gonna go spend time with my lizard.

ua-himiko 4:39 PM

but that makes no sense...

ua-syren 4:39 PM

the multiverse is back at it

ua-chargebolt 4:39 PM

You'renot crazy but damn this is

ua-kuroiro 4:40 PM

[Kuroiro is offline]

ua-stopwatch 4:40 PM

as Cohen said. Multiverse.

ua-chargebolt 4:41 PM

We've met alternates before....

@ua-ryuu 4:41 PM

whats going on

ua-redriot 4:41 PM

so you're both from a different universal ?

ua-chargebolt 4:41 PM

Like there's a version of me without a quirk and is in college...

ua-stopwatch 4:41 PM

ry. Have you heard of the multiverse theory?

ua-himiko 4:41 PM

this is unbelievable...

ua-ryuu 4:41 PM

yeah of course

ua-chargebolt 4:41 PM

Which means you're a version of someone we have here.... ig

ua-redriot 4:42 PM

..yeah

ua-stopwatch 4:42 PM

basically. It's not exactly a theory anymore.

It's fact. And our portion seems to be like the..middle ground of them all

ua-ryuu 4:42 PM

Ahhh

ua-chargebolt 4:42 PM

LIKE MIDGARD, OOH!

ua-touya 4:42 PM

well, the version of me from here is dead, obviously

ua-ryuu 4:42 PM

I was reading back, somthing about Todoroki-Sensei?

ua-himiko 4:43 PM

so ur gonna seriously act like this is a real thing, touya???

ua-stopwatch 4:43 PM

these new people are not from out universe. They're from another part of the multiverse respectively.

ua-ryuu 4:43 PM

Huh. Cool. If they weren't so mean I might talk to them more. @ua-himiko see I can @ bitches

ua-touya 4:44 PM

it's not the worst thing to believe, i guess

ua-himiko 4:44 PM

fuckin congrats dipshit

ua-chargebolt 4:44 PM

I guess that makes Michan outta this world? 😜 👉👉

@p-ashido 4:44 PM

you're like me!!!!! That's so cool!!!!

ua-chargebolt 4:44 PM

haha...

ua-himiko 4:44 PM

this is so stupid...

ua-redriot 4:44 PM

this is so COOL

p-mina 4:44 PM

Do you wanna be friends? O:

ua-touya 4:44 PM

sounds like one of shimura's video games, but really it's not that hard to see...

ua-stopwatch 4:45 PM

...this chat is causing a major headache...

ua-himiko 4:45 PM

ten's video games are fucking stupid tho

no i dont wanna be friends with ANY of you cuz you're all dumb weirdos who wanna lie to me about dumb shit

ua-chargebolt 4:45 PM

Who's... Shimura....

ua-touya 4:46 PM

tenko shimura, he's a pro hero i work with

p-mina 4:46 PM

Whats your world like??? Mine is violent!!

ua-touya 4:46 PM

or... worked with

ua-stopwatch 4:46 PM

huh..

ua-himiko 4:46 PM

its the same world as everybody's, stfu...

ua-chargebolt 4:47 PM

Well... I've been given to understand that some universes are more violent than others... that's what Miku said...

ua-stopwatch 4:47 PM

sorry for being hostile towards you and Miko. It wasnt "cool" of me

I'd love to hear more about your respective universes though

p-mina 4:47 PM

That was so mean :( It's okay though!

ua-himiko 4:47 PM

i don't have a respective universe. oh my god.

ua-touya 4:47 PM

obviously you do, considering i supposedly killed myself here and shouto's dead where you're from

ua-himiko 4:48 PM

...

ua-chargebolt 4:48 PM

I mean, we all have superpowers, is multiverse so hard to believe?

Maybe multiverse is osmeone's quirk idk

ua-himiko 4:49 PM

never heard of a quirk like that...

ua-stopwatch 4:49 PM

that's an interesting theory

p-mina 4:49 PM

that'd be scary!

ua-touya 4:49 PM

there's a lot of quirks we've never heard of before, that's the whole problem with em

ua-himiko 4:49 PM

...

ua-todoroki 4:52 PM

...

ua-stopwatch 4:53 PM

ua-chargebolt 4:53 PM

Are you OK, Todo?

ua-todoroki 4:53 PM

I hate this.

ua-himiko 4:54 PM

=_= don't exactly love it either

ua-todoroki 4:54 PM

...

It's insane.

There's so many...

ua-himiko 4:55 PM

...

ua-todoroki 4:55 PM

Why couldn't you have gone anywhere else.

ua-syren 4:55 PM

hey...it'll be okay

ua-todoroki 4:55 PM

Yeah, I'm sure a bunch of weird people from alternate universes running around will be okay.

ua-syren 4:56 PM

eventually it will..

ua-todoroki 4:56 PM

Lol.

Ok.

ua-himiko 4:56 PM

is2g i'm gonna start stabbing people if i hear the phrase 'alternate universe' again

ua-todoroki 4:57 PM

I'm gonna start stabbing myself if one more person has to make me say it.

ua-himiko 4:57 PM

do it then edgey bitch

ua-syren 4:57 PM

that joke is not allowed

ua-stopwatch 4:57 PM

Miko. Be nice.

ua-chargebolt 4:57 PM

Why does anyone have to stab things....

ua-himiko 4:57 PM

don't tell me what to do

ua-stopwatch 4:57 PM

-_-

ua-todoroki 4:58 PM

...

ua-touya 4:59 PM

it could be worse or whatever

ua-ryuu 4:59 PM

Well, this went off the rails real fast

ua-todoroki 4:59 PM

Whatever.

ua-syren 4:59 PM

it's not the first time

ua-stopwatch 4:59 PM

... yeah..

You're not wrong ry

ua-todoroki 4:59 PM

Message me if you want.

[Todoroki has left the chat]

#[[ ... so many names to tag ]]#himiko.log #touya #shouto #kaminari #iris #damien #ryuu #kirishima #sakku #kuroiro #pmina

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kaisooficrec · 6 years

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Are there any fluffy/sightly angsty highschool!au you recommend? ^^

HEY THERE! Did you know highschool!au is one of my favorite aus? Ever? Well today is your lucky day sweetie cause i’ve got plenty to recommend!! You can also check out the previously recced highschool!au fics here ♡ enjoy!!

Heaven - bad boy soo and innocent nini, they have a special relationship but nini doesn’t think kyungsoo cares about him (but we all know the real tea) + the sequel The Kissing Booth - they talked things through although soo seems to be very protective of his baby c:

The Pros and Cons of Being Confessed To - on-going-ish, kyungsoo hates being confessed to but surprisingly this time he gets something good out of it! i really enjoyed reading this one and I can’t wait for the sequel!!

Written in Our Scars - soulmate!au yaaaas! this is so sweet although the angst almost made me scream in frustration >> definitely a must read! soo is a tough cookie huhu

The Storybook Prince - this is so unique??? and amazing??? i only discovered it recently but i can’t get over this fic!! there’s some sort of enigma going on in the school, lead by kyungsoo, whose target is jongin of course. i think it’s the most interesting hs!au i’ve ever read, it’s so well thought and written. leave lots of kudos and comments!! this deserves more recognition!

Querencia - jongin is absent today which makes kyungsoo wonder whether he’s sick, so he visits jongin (find out what lame bet jongin made with sehun lol) very subtle romance, kaisoo don’t feel complete without each other /cute asf/

Candy Coated - halloween au!!!! the softest??? fic??? “that’s cool” // this fic is basically a competition of who will ‘get it’ first between sehun and jongin lol. so much fluff and humor

Confirmation - very fluffy and innocent kaisoo uwu jongin will fight for kyungsoo’s love!

Prove You Wrong! - woooo soo is a wrestling player at his school and he has this reputation of being a really bad boy that everyone’s scared of, until jongin comes to the school and changes his whole life

What that mouth do, tho? - lots of pinning from jongin, there is no angst whatsoever in this although the smut makes up for it :D the smut is fluffy tho. kind of? i guess you’ll have to read to see :)

How to Get Your Crush to like You in One Night - LMAO can we just appreciate the bravery of this author

To The Same Heights - anime inspired (clannad!au). this is angst and mpreg. (preg!soo) it’s so beautifully written though sobs

under my umbrella - they share an umbrella once and you already know it’s true love uwu jealous kyungsoo is the hottest kyungsoo

Insolently, You Know - v short but vvv cute!! kind of like ‘love at first sight’ but less awkward lol

Logic does not apply - that was so sweet ;;;; jongin learns what it’s like to fall in love…

No Doubt - CHEESY SMUT EVERYWHERE!!! established&cute kaisoo, if you like cheese this is for you sis

Tryst - typical nerd/popular dynamics, there are only 3 chapters out but the plot looks good :)

There Are Signs, Mr. Kim - really cute and totally fluffy fic!! jongin has a huuuuge puppy crush on soo and goes after him :D

Run Away - this is sooooo good!!!!! lots of drama and mystery shit going down, it’s a long fic and still on-going but t o t a l l y worth it!! basically soo gets transfered to a new high school, where he meets the oh so scary kim jongin!

I almost died 21 times - this one’s plot is a bit similar to the above, kyungsoo starts in a new boarding school and everyone tells him to stay away from jongin, but some stuff happens and he isn’t really given a choice :)

- Admin Macaroon 💜

Admin J (I found some to rec as well!):

I guess we are meant to meet in the most awkward situations - jongin, just like everyone in their school, is scared of kyungsoo and avoids him at all costs after one incident, but somehow fate decides that they keep bumping into each other :D (seemingly cold soo and whipped nini!)

sweet, sweet fantasy - jongin is kind of a jerk in this, he breaks up with his gf and his friend comforts him (w: underage drinking)

loser - a drabble about them meeting each other and soo offering jongin to stand up for himself

I Love You, Just Like This - they have always been best friends but now in hs, jongin is handsome and popular while soo is pale and chubby (tw for bullying; not by jongin!)

Pebble Hearts - nerd kyungsoo likes jongin almost as much as penguins

Let Me Penetrate (Your Heart) - jongin is thirsty bc of his new roommate who flaunts his thighs and ass all the time jfgj

All I Have To Do Is Find You (Among All The Noise In The World) - soulmate au, kyungsoo just finds out that his soulmate is school’s bear mascot shy and awkward jongin and is rly in denial (cold kyungsoo). i want to hug nini and beat soo's butt for being so mean to nini at first 😤

A Song To Say ‘I Love You’ - popular jock jongin and nerd soo who doesn’t think he’ll ever have a chance with someone like jongin!

Synchronisation 100% - they meet at the school’s library and strike up a conversation about music ~ they realise they have quite similar music taste and spend time together more often from there onwards (until one day a confession song comes from one of them ;)

Veni, Vidi, Vici - jongin has a crush on ksoo with his adorable sweater vest and wants him to tutor in home econ C:

Perfectly Cheesy - jongin falls for kyungsoo but kyungsoo falls…next to him. fluffy, cute and soft!!!

The Dharma that leads to Punya - hs au cocky jongin who hates everything and everyone..but is actually soft :o

Friends? - soo stalks his school crush jongin but panics when he sends jongin friend request on accident!

Googly Eyes and Shy Smiles - soo’s crush is school’s editor in-chief but he has trouble confessing so he wants to wait for the White day to confess ^^ oblivious kyungsoo!!

Instauro - artist!au, (tw for bullying) kyungsoo is bullied and humiliated in his school and he goes to hide in a vacant bathroom stall. he doesn’t expect to hear a voice in the next cubicle and see cute chibi drawings and they begin their unusual friendship

Lillac Pills - soo is sick (diabetes) and jongin just wants to buy him flowers that have different meanings. fluffy uwu

#kaisoo #fic request #admin macaroon #r:school au #j

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obeetlebeetle · 6 years

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Do all the dnd asks!

1. A favorite character you have played.

done!

2. Your favorite character that someone else has played.

o my god.. this is so hard, my group makes really good characters! for each of them:zach - nickels!! trauma child kenku weirdo who sold their soul to talk.. who grew up to be an angry pirate who adopted a child on impulse.ari - lael, obviously. they have a half-elf complex, a good chunk of their personality is being the kid that catches lizards, and they have a robot arm.lemon - honestly? jj devinyl. i mean, john mulaney as a tiefling cleric who loves his wife and is also going completely insane? yeah.bree - i.. love layla. she’s a good-aligned cleric to an evil god and her and kellan are the cutest couple in dnd tbh.connor - guardian is a robot.

3. Your favorite side quest.

o fuck!! y’all.. it’s bufo. it’s the fact that my talking toad npc was so lovable that they unlocked the quest in which his mother hunts him down and tries to kill him so that she can live forever. they killed her ofc and bufo was untransformed into a handsome.. halfling.

4. Your current campaign.

i’m running a murder mystery set aboard an airship! with strong cosmic horror elements! and i’m playing in a large-scale epic about spies caught up in the very start of a continent-wide war.

5. Favorite NPC.

also a very hard question. on one hand, jean is my actual boyfriend and also a literal angel assassin. on the other hand, nika is a child god trapped in an amulet whose super god power makes people trip which is so fucking funny. back around to the first hand, which is now the third, aengus is so well-done as a villain that he’s almost scared me in my real-life actual heart and yet he’s an a huge loser with breakup trauma, which is objectively also so fucking funny. on my fourth hand, fela is my most important npc who i’m probably in love with and she’s been in every one of my campaigns. on my FIFTH hand--

6. Favorite death (monster, player character, NPC, etc).

done!

7. Your favorite downtime activity.

done!

8. Your favorite fight/encounter.

that time nasuada beat lumley up in her own dumb-ass head, and lumley’s response was to find this super hot.

9. Your favorite thing about D&D.

getting together and spending time with my friends! or maybe that it lets me be creative without the stress writing gives me.

10. Your favorite enemy and the enemy you hate the most.

fav enemy is def aengus!! like wow he’s fucking terrifying!! and i hate yin&yang the most, they were so creepy and cruel and they were never really punished.

11. How often do you play and how often would you ideally like to play?

i dm once a week these days, and i play sporadically. thesis year has been hard on me! but ideally i would love to dm twice a week and play in one or two steady campaigns, or dm once a week with regular one-shot sessions!

12. Your in game inside jokes/memes/catchphrases and where they came from.

o.. there’s a lot?? my favorite is “honeyclaw pissed on lenthol” bc our barbarian thought it would be a good idea to climb into the robot piloted by the “big bad” (or so we thought at the time), and then to sell her bluff that she was looking for the bathroom, she just...... pissed herself >:(

13. Introduce your current party.

as a dm: lael (half-elf magitechnician who bases their mad science off of cool bugs); guardian (robot paladin on his third life, basically robocop with light existential crises); senhora (brash and kind-hearted by turns, an elf who [REDACTED] before becoming a ranger and bonding w a wolf); jj devinyl (a tiefling cleric who does stand-up comedy and loves his wife); and percy (an android with identity issues, driven by curiosity, and love for magic, and literally no qualms about threatening to kill her friends).

as a player:rowan (the last prince of a lost kingdom and also the saddest, gayest boy in town); ko&kokumo (my elf boy whose soul split in two after leaving his warlock patron, driven by nosiness and romance respectively); honeyclaw (a tabaxi pro-wrestler who deserted her life as a child soldier, pissed on lenthol); peitho (the surprisingly wholesome god of sex, was kinda into the tactics of being a spy before he got distracted by p*ssy); and lumley (the dumbest baby lesbian ever o my god, she’s the daughter of a powerful river goddess and she still can’t get a date).

14. Introduce any other parties you have played in or DM-ed.

that would take me one million years.

15. Do you have snacks during game times?

yeah!! traditionally we take a halfway break at 9 and all go get snacks together, it’s great.

16. Do you play online or in person? Which do you prefer?

i prefer in person, but we play online a lot, and we’ll have to be only online once we graduate.

17. What are some house rules that your group has?

we round up score mods from odds and we don’t pay attention to like.. most of the little rules. it’s more abt the storytelling. (which is why we may switch to a different system if i can seduce them away.)

18. Does your party keep any pets?

o yeah, i think almost every group has had an animal companion. and if not, zach always plays a furry.

19. Do you or your party have any dice superstitions?

a lot of us roll specific sets for each character!

20. How did you get into D&D? How long have you been playing?

i got into dnd in high school bc i liked a boy who watched community, and then i watched community, and the dnd episode fucking rocked. never got past making characters and one botched attempt at a session. then in my first year of college, i joined the dnd club and i’ve been playing since! so like, three years and some change.

21. Have you ever regretted something your character has done?

ya lol i play very much how my character would act and tho that usually goes well for me.. ko wanted to break his pact with aengus despite the Consequences and i didn’t. but overall i think the outcome has been a lot of fun!

22. What color was your first dragon?

silver! just introduced them, actually!

23. Do you use premade modules or original campaigns?

all original, baby.

24. How much planning/preparation do you do for a game?

a ton. as a dm i write........ a lot. i want to have a lot of vivid characters, solid plots, and a huge interwoven world. so my docs are always huge and take me months to finish.

as a player i do less bc players just inherently have far less to do. but i still try put a ton into really developing my character so i can play them more naturally.

For DMs

25. What have your players done that you never could have planned for?

in my first campaign, i used a lot of weird memory spells to keep characters from remembering the big bad, because him being unremembered was a HUGE plot point for me. i had two different groups playing in the city at the same time, and one of them.... had this dragonborn who just liked to talk to plants and who hated nobles, and who fucking cast MAGIC MOUTH on their FANNY PACK to record that big bad so that it COULDN’T BE FORGOTTEN. MAGIC MOUTH. THAT’S THE SPELL THAT BROKE ME.

26. What was your favorite scene to write and show your characters.

i’ve really liked a couple, but i know i haven’t topped the finale for my first campaign. after finally the groups finally came together and killed Shargaas, the city began to crumble around them, and they all watched me set a ten-minute timer for them to figure out how to get away with their lives.

27. Do you allow homebrew content?

o yea, i adore MFOV particularly.

28. How often do you use NPCs in a party?

o there are always a couple kicking around.

29. Do you prefer RP heavy sessions or combat sessions?

we don’t really.. do... that second thing....

30. Are your players diplomatic or murder hobos?

yes.

For Players

31. What is your favorite class? Favorite race?

o fuck. uh probably wizard. and i love................. half-elves.

32. What role do you like to play the most? (Tank/healer/etc?)

i really like long-distance damage dealers.

33. How do you write your backstory, or do you even write a backstory?

i always start with a concept and then i just write an entire novel ell em ay oh.

34. Do you tend pick weapons/spells for being useful or for flavor?

done!

35. How much roleplay do you like to do?

like, 70% rp, 30% jokes,

#shadiekid

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alexwinfield-blog1 · 6 years

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Digital Footprints: Put YOUR stamp on it.

It’s Monday morning. A new day. Another week of school. You turn off your alarm and head straight over to Twitter. “Monday already !!!!!!! (Crying emoji X10) Can’t w8 to get back into bed”. Your phone pings. It’s Lizzie. Your BFF. She never lets you down. Except not today it seems. “Soz bbe. Sooooo ill. Grab any hw sheets for me plzzzz (blowing kiss emoji) xxxx”. Mum shouts up the stairs “Are you getting up at any point today? The dog needs walking and you need to take your brother to school!” You slam your phone into the duvet, roll your eyes and take a deep breath. You’re annoyed and the day has only just begun. Toast in one hand and dragging your brother out the door by the other, you smile at the postman. “Morning”, you say. Knowing full well he loses your packages ALL THE TIME. Be nice mum always tells you. Manners cost nothing.

You get to school. The mean girls stare you down as you walk to your English lesson. You try to look cool. You tell yourself that one day they’ll take you in as one of their own, but maybe today just isn’t that day. You find your seat, unpack your books, your pencil case, tucking your phone under your hideous plaid skirt. Silly really. Illuminating skirts aren’t exactly the school uniform market’s latest innovation. You’re top of your class. You know you shouldn’t be scrolling through Instagram in a lesson, but everyone else does, and you for sure don’t want to stick out any more than what you already do. You get A’s in nearly every assignment and you compete in nearly every extra-curriculum sport in the school, but you can’t help but fantasise about that Instagram #gymbod. Your parents are immensely proud, and your teachers? You can’t do enough to please them. You love school. Never too shy to raise your hand in class, never too eager to stand in front of the WHOLE of year 11 to deliver a speech about the school’s litter policy, and never too embarrassed to admit to your friends that you’ve not even kissed a boy.

It’s lunchtime. You and your best friends of 12 years gather around the canteen table.They tell you about their exciting weekends. How their heart throb boyfriends distracted them from getting any work done. How they got ridiculously drunk at a family party and how their mum grounded them for coming home at 10:33 – 3 minutes later than expected. And you? You just listen. For the most part, you spend your break and lunch times talking in the hockey team WhatsApp group chat. They’re a laugh. Sometimes you tell the girls about your boring weekend, or even fluff it up slightly by telling them you actually got out of your pyjamas. They would never believe you. You’re well and truly the plain Jane out of the bunch. The new boy in your year asks if the seat next to you is taken. The girls think he’s a nerd but you think he’s quite cute. You say no. The girls sigh as if to say “you’re such a loser”, but you don’t care. You have to pretend you don’t know his name, that you don’t have an unhealthy obsession with checking his Facebook. You know his cat goes by the name of Clive, but you pretend you don’t know that. You know he plays for the local rugby team, but you’re not supposed to know that either. You don’t know that his birthday is the 6th of June, and most importantly, you must NOT show any bitterness towards his girlfriend of 3 years.

Home time at last. You’re loosening your tie as you get closer to the front door, eager to jump straight back into bed. PING. It’s the girls group chat. “House (girl dancing emoji) Sat nite. 8.30. B there or b (square emoji)”. NOOO. You promised mum you’d have a film night with her. Saturday night rolls around. You’ve been plotting all week how you could get away with this one, but she’s a mum. They find out everything. Not this time. You divert from the party situation. It’s now a revision sleepover situation with the girls. You ask to go and of course you’re allowed. School first, partying second. It’s 10pm. You’re having the best time but you assured mum updates on the revision sesh. So, as promised, you load up Instagram stories. On your second Instagram account, obviously. By second, you mean the only Instagram account your mum thinks exists, right? You locate the photo album named “revision”. You browse this until you find the most colourful, most mind-map-ful, most hard working-esque photo you can find. And voila! A little later, in comes a text from mum. “Wonderful stuff. Looks like you’re really working hard. See you in the morning :)” . Little does she know, over on what might as well scream @yourerliar101, several stories and photos were posted of your amazing night with your besties. In the morning it seems the party was a huge success. Tweets and Instagrams raving about the night – “Can’t believe Josh taught every1 to do the (worm emoji) (cry laughing emoji)”. “Had the best nite EVAAAAAA (tongue out emoji)”. “Me and the gals last night!!!!!!! (cocktail emoji) (heart eye emoji) #lovethem”.

Sound familiar? Well, this may not be too dissimilar to a day in the life of your late teenage years. (Millennials, this one is for you!) Through this artificial account, we learn that in just 24 hours, you are likely to perform a variety of different roles. You’re a reliable friend and a caring sibling. You’re also studious, a potential lover and occasionally a liar. But sometimes it’s for the best, right? So, quite literally, how can these personalities become transparent online?

Just like this teenager, the average social media user, whatever you may define this to be, can be traced online. Social media can speak volumes about a person. Not just what they get up to on the weekend, but the finer details. For example, they’re obsession with their house rabbits, how much they can’t stand their boss, and more recently, how they’ve jumped on-board Facebook’s latest bandwagon, “rate my meal”.

Social media, such as Instagram and Twitter allow me to present the most favourable, or sometimes least favourable, versions of myself. If you were to rewind to old school Alex on Twitter, you would definitely find tweets containing homophones, such as “u”, with my favourite acronym, still to this day, being “lol” – only used sarcastically of course. As well as this, I was a sucker for, and admittedly still am, a cluster of exaggerated punctuation, but mostly “!!!!!!!”. Although Crystal (2008) claims that young users of social media, especially in SMS, will use abbreviations such as “GTGMIW” (Got to go, mum is watching), this wasn’t necessarily the case when I was growing up with social media. Nowadays, it’s all about filtering what you put online. This screening allows you to hide your online activity, for example by disguising your wild Friday night shenanigans by deselecting your mum from viewing your Snapchat story. Or, creating a separate Instagram just for your friends’ entertainment. You can be as embarrassing as you like and you won’t have 800 followers judging you.

Goffman (1974) refers to this online social interaction as “audience segregation”. We ultimately filter aspects of our lives from certain people in order to curate and maintain a multitude of personalities depending on the context we are in. So, for me, this means presenting a sensible, family-friendly Alex on Facebook, an interesting and good-humoured Alex on Twitter, and an exciting, adventurous Alex on Instagram. Let’s take a look…

So, 2017 A-Level Results day. Here, we’ve got a definite exaggerated use of punctuation and excitable capitalisation. Not only this, I clearly thought the use of the extreme smiley emoji X2 wasn’t enough, resulting in going the extra mile with a #. What am I doing here? Looking back on this, this for sure could have been Facebook worthy. This could have bagged me a gushing army of comments from overjoyed family members bursting with pride. But why Twitter? My friends would see this. People I know, but don’t really know, would see this. Those 23 likes - those 23 people thought this was worthy of a tweet and that’s all that mattered. In this moment, I. Was. Clever.

Evidently, over the years, I desired to either be desperately funny or desperately embarrassing. You decide this one.

Would I have found any of these tweets to be bland if I weren’t to use homophones? Or exaggerated punctuation? Or hashtags? Were these attempts for me to moan about how busy my life was? Did I want sympathy or just someone to relate to?

Here’s Instagram Alex. Holidaying in the Dominican Republic, Lanzarote and Greece. Eating Wagamamas at least once a week. Being overly obsessed with a French Bulldog, attending fancy-dress parties and the occasional festival. This is what I choose to share online. Not very exciting, but a fairly accurate representation of me. You can guarantee nearly every other caption incorporates an excessive use of emoticons, sarcasm and most definitely a little too much of this “!!!!!”.

What do these linguistic features allow me to achieve?

If I asked a complete stranger to read my Twitter, browse my Facebook and scroll through my Instagram, they would probably argue that my presence across these social media platforms doesn’t really differ that greatly. You could say that for the most part, I present the most authentic version of myself online. I’m not one to shy away from no-make up selfies, or tell the world about how groggy I feel after waking up from that 3- hour nap, or in fact how much I moan about going to my 20 hours a week part-time kitchen job.

However, for some people, this is not the case. Without audience segregation there would be a context collapse. Employees would start saying “lmao” when their boss asks for a coffee. Students would use inappropriate emoticons to sign of their “sorry I can’t make it to the lecture today, I’m ill” email. Parents would text, or even worse, tag you in their FB status announcing “#DINNERISREADY” instead of actually calling you down for dinner, and we definitely don’t want to live in a world full of parents who hashtag EVERYTHING.

So, what can we learn from this?

For both professional and personal matters, it’s important to present yourself online in a way that is consistent. You don’t want people to think you have 25 different personalities. Keep this for the real-life stuff. No one likes a catfish. After all, if 70% of employers screen candidates’ social media before they consider hiring, it’s important to avoid branding yourself as a fool online. Keep those drunken night out videos OFFLINE and maybe consider deleting those 2012 “Like for a rate <3” cringey Facebook statuses. However, don’t go erasing yourself offline completely in fear that you’ll never get a decent job. After all, 47% of employers argue that having an online presence allows them to learn a bit about who they’re hiring. So, be open, but not TOO open. Be YOU. However, if “you” means writing Facebook statuses about how much you love playing Angry Birds at work, or how you’re easily persuaded to go clubbing on a Monday night, maybe it’s best you don’t share the real you online. Be mindful about the digital footprint trail you’re leaving behind.

References:

Driver, S. (2018, October, 7). Keep It Clean: Social Media Screenings Gain In Popularity. Retrieved from: https://www.businessnewsdaily.com/2377-social-media-hiring.html

Jones, R. H., & Hafner. C. A. (2012). Undersatnding Digital Literacies. London: Routledge.

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shawnyboymendesxox-blog · 6 years

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BEVIN.

I woke up early, showered and got myself dressed. I decided I was going to go natural. I just put a little bit of mascara on and tinted my eyebrows. I was excited and nervous. This was my first proper photo shoot. I usually take my own pictures with my phone, or Jonah will take them for me.

I checked out Shane's photography and he was pretty good. I brought a few different jackets and accessories in case he wanted to change the photo up a bit. Better being prepared.

I walked towards The Tipsy Cow and I could see a familiar face. It was Shawn. He turned around and smiled.

'What are you doing here?'

'I could ask you the same thing.'

His stupid smirk really pissed me off. But I couldn't help but smile.

'For your information, I'm meeting someone.' I turned my back on him, looking for Shane.

'Is his name Shane? Meeting you at 12?'

I spun around and stared at him.

'How do you know?'

He walked towards me and held his hand out.

'Hi, I'm Shane Marshall.'

I stared at his hand then back up to his stupid smiley face.

'Are you fucking kidding me?'

He started laughing.

'What is wrong with you?' I started to walk away. This guy was unbelievable what did he think he was doing?

'Wait! Don't go. I genuinely want to get photos of you. Come on give me a chance.' He begged.

I stopped walking and listened.

'Please, I saw your pictures and I have a few ideas I want to do and I think you'd be perfect.'

I couldn't help but smile. My stomach had butterflies. I stopped smiling, turned around and walked towards him.

'This is strictly professional. No asking questions about my boyfriend or myself. And none of that stupid smirking.'

He smirked, I tried to hide my smile. I held my hand out. He took it. His hands were so big and soft. I let go a little too late.

'Strictly professional' He repeated.

We turned and walked towards the subway. We walked in a comfortable silence. It was as if we've known each other our whole lives. His arm kept brushing off mine as we walked and it felt kind of nice.

'So what are we going to be doing today?' I asked as we walked down the steps underground.

'We're going to Times Square. That's all you need to know.'

He sat across from me when we got onto the subway.

I could see he was taking in my whole body while he got the chance . I couldn't help but do the same. His large hands clasped together, I noticed he had a bird tattoo on his right hand. I wonder what his arms are like under that jacket. Broad shoulders. When I made it up to his face he was staring at me. But we never lost eye contact. I could hear my heart in my ears. I wonder what he was thinking. We continued to look at each other until it was time to get off.

My stomach was in knots with nerves now. As we walked off I could feel his hand touch my lower back. I jumped a little. I hope he didn't notice. We walked up to Times Square. Once I got into the fresh air I felt much better.

'Okay, let's get started.' Shawn pulls out his camera and starts setting up. We were in the middle of Times Square. It was quite daunting. All these people were walking by and staring.

'Your body language is screaming nerves. You look great, just relax.' I started to blush. I took a deep breath and listened to him.

'Ignore the people, pretend you're in a world of your own.'

After a while I started to loosen up. He seemed pretty happy with how everything was going.

'Would you like to get something to eat.' Shawn asked while packing everything up.

I didn't even realize how hungry I was until he asked. 'Sure.' I replied.

*******

We decided to go to The Cheesecake Factory. We took our seats and decided on food and drinks. There was still no conversation being made. It was starting to annoy me now, seeing as before he was very forward and confident.

'So, have you gone all shy on me now?' I asked. Quite shocked that these words came out of my mouth. He looked up at me and smiled. I looked away and took a sip of my drink.

'Well.. You told me I wasn't allowed to ask about you're boyfriend or yourself, so would you like me to talk about the weather?' His face was always in this constant smile.

I realized he was right there. I stared back and smiled.

'Ah she smiles.' He laughed to himself, never losing my eyes.

Shit. I stopped smiling.

'What do you want to know then loser?' Why did I say that. I was trying to be cool. I watched him as he thought to himself.

'What made you come out here?' I was surprised this was his first question. I thought he was going to jump into questions about Jonah.

'Well, I was bored of Ireland. I felt like it didn't have as much opportunity there, then it does here.'

'What you mean?'

'Well its a beautiful city for one. You never know who you'll meet. There's just so much more here. And I love that when I walk down the streets I don't know everyone I pass. Have you ever been to Ireland?'

'Nope, but I heard it's a beautiful island. And from what I see online, the scenery is amazing.' He looked up.

This all felt very intimate. The constant exchanged looks. The little returned smiles.

'Does your boyfriend know your here?'

Suddenly guilt swept over my entire body. I completely forgot about Jonah the whole time I was here. I looked out the window.

'Yes, I told him last night. He's very supportive of this.' I could tell Shawn was watching my every move. I needed to chill out a bit when talking about Jonah .

I looked up at him, 'He takes most of my pictures when we are out.' I gave a weak smile. I think he could tell that it wasn't real.

Shawn looked down at his food and started eating. He said no more after that. He wouldn't let me pay, or even split the bill. I felt awful. We were waiting to get the subway back. It was so busy. Rush hour time.

We got on when it pulled up. It was packed. We both grabbed the same pole and tried to squeeze in. His baby finger lay on top of my hand. I stared at the ground my heart pounding.

The train started to move and everyone fell back a bit. His body was against mine. I looked up slowly, he was staring at me. He bit his bottom lip a little. I was transfixed. I couldn't take my eyes off him. I wanted to kiss his soft lips. He started to lean in. My legs were shaking. I could feel his breathe on my lips. I closed my eyes, then he fell back as the train came to a stop. My breathe was so heavy. I turned away fast and watched as people got off. What was I thinking? I couldn't look at him the rest of the way home.

**********

Sweet Jesus this was by far my favorite chapter to write. I was screaming during the whole process hahaha. I hope you enjoyed this one. This is where it gets exciting. Let me know if you all like it! <33

#shawn mendes #shawnmendes #shawn mendes fan fiction #shawn mendes imagines #shawn mendes fanfic #shawn mendes fic #fanfictionfallinallinyou #mendes #mendes army #fanfiction #shawnmendesfanfiction #niall horan

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sunshinechii-scenarios · 6 years

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Rainy Night

I felt really soft after watching their Grow Up M/V. Those lyrics hit me deep and I started crying omg im a looossseeerrr but seriously guys please take your time with what you’re doing. Don’t let your negative thought cloud over your positive ones and remember there’s always people to talk to! I’m always available to talk to anyone! - Chii

✿ Stray Kids’ Jisung x Female!Reader ✿ Fluff ✿ College!AU ✿ 2k words ✿ Not requested ✿ Written by Chii

Background info: Jisung and you have been in a relationship since sophomore year of high school. You both are in your 3rd year of college and you both go to the same one! You are a full-time college student and part-time worker at retail. Jisung is also a full-time college student and does music gigs with his band SK (wow what could that mean)

I made the following divider so please don't take it or use in your own posts, thank you .- Chii

It was just your luck when the RA of your dorm taped up the 'OUT OF SERVICE' paper on the elevator as soon as you walked through the front doors. He apologized to you and went back to his office, leaving you there. You took out your phone to text Jisung.

Y/N: I’ll be up in a bit. I keep the spare key at the bottom of the mailbox.

Jisung: Okay 😊 I’ll see you soon!!! 😚

You sighed as you walked up the flights of stairs to the 9th floor. Your shoes felt like they were made out of lead but in reality, they were waterlogged. The clanking of the contents inside your bag echoed in the hallway. The yellowish lights tainted the cream walls. At one point, you had to hold onto the green railing to catch your breath. Eventually, you got to your room. You come to a stop when you stood outside the dark wood door. Looking down at your rain soaked shoes, you made an effort to get as much rain as you could off of them before you walked in. You lightly stomp your feet on the Welcome Mat and shook them off. There was a green post it on your door.

“I won’t be coming back until tomorrow in the afternoon, overnight study group! I’ll see you in class.”

Your roommate’s note sparked your memory of the final in your English class tomorrow that you completely forgot to study for. The things in your bag moved around some more as you pulled out the silver keys from your damp pocket to unlock the door. You sigh at the warmth of your dorm as you stepped inside. Jisung probably turned the heat on for you seeing that it was pouring outside. You let your bag slide off your back and hit the floor. This got Jisung’s attention that you were finally home from working at the on-campus bakery.

"Welcome back." He said as he made a midnight snack of Oreos that he took from your hidden stash in your desk.

You made a soft hum to let him know you heard him. You took off your shoes and haphazardly hung the wet jacket on the coat rack behind the door. You watched the drops of rain hit the floor. You left it alone, it was going to dry anyway and no one was going to enter or leave the dorm after you came back. Jisung peeked out his head from the mini fridge in search of milk to catch sight of you fully. Your face was dull and down while your body looked like it was about to fall at any moment. He set down the blue and white packaged box as his eyes followed you to your bed.

"Are you okay?" He asked as he stood by the small coffee table he had just put the Oreos on. You didn't turn on the lamp that was on top of the nightstand that was sandwiched in between your roommate’s bed and yours.

"Mh." You mumble out. Not wanting to talk about it, you took off your wet socks and threw them in the laundry basket that was next to your desk. You pulled your shirt over your head causing Jisung to quickly look away and find sudden interest at the time on the clock. It was 1:33 AM.

"Why are you back so late? I was getting impatient, the bed was getting cold." He said jokingly and smiled but the dark room made it impossible to make out from your sight.

"The overnight shift girl was late and that made me late for the bus back here." You spit at him. Your words were unknowingly cold and harsh. You were irritated and annoyed. Jisung immediately knew something was off and got worried. Anyone would be annoyed at walking almost 20 minutes from the bakery to the dorm in the pouring rain but there was more than that.

"Hey, wait. Are you okay?" His voice was full of concern for you but you just needed to hop into the shower right now and talking to him was pushing it back.

"Obviously not! Does it look like I'm okay?" You turned to him and shouted. He was shocked. You realized how you sounded and turned away from him.

"I-I'm sorry. I'm going to go take a shower. Don't wait up for me." You gather your things while Jisung's eyes were still on you up until you closed the door to the bathroom.

You let yourself strip down from your underwear that stuck to your body uncomfortably. The rain really soaked through everything. You wasted no time in turning the hot water on and letting your tense muscles loosen. Jisung, on the other hand, was digging in duffle bag he bought for the night for something specific. Once he found it, he took off his sleeping shirt and threw on the sweater. He went to look for the thermos he prepared before he left his shared dorm with Seungmin. It was some calming tea that he knew you liked to drink on rainy days. You mentioned that you ran out of it and hadn’t been able to go to the store to buy some more. He decided to pick it up after his band practice with the boys before it started raining heavily that day. He gripped his hand around the silver bottle to see if it was warm and then opened the top to let some of the heat out. He left the bottle to cool on the coffee table while he went to your bed and fluffed up the pillows just in time for you to walk out. Your eyes landed on Jisung's pose on the bed. His body was parallel to the metal bed frame while his elbow was up and supporting his head. His knee was up while the other was rested straight.

"Hey there, cutie." Jisung saw you in one of his oversized shirts he gave you and sleeping shorts. He had to hold himself back with how cute you looked.

"Jisung, not tonight." After that hot shower you just wanted to sleep the night away until you had to go to class the next morning.

"Come on, I bought out your favorite sweatshirt of mine." You observed the gray fabric on his body and looked for the Champion® logo.

"I'll get it wet." You said as you frowned, you bought the sweater for him as a gift and the last thing you wanted to do was get it wet.

"Wow, my arms sure do feel empty right now." Jisung said as he grabbed a pillow and held it in his arms. He closed his eyes and gripped onto it. One eye opened when he heard your giggling.

"I'm coming you loser hold on." Jisung smiled happily as you tried to get as much water as you could out of your hair before draping the towel on a rack behind the bathroom door. You happily jumped into the bed and sat on your knees by Jisung’s side.

“Oh! Hold on!” His cheeks raised as he went to get the thermos from the coffee table. The weight on the bed shift as the springs creaked. He walked back and sat at the edge of the bed. You felt the weight shift again. The scent of its contents filled your senses.

“Jisung, is that what I think it is?” You said a little too excitedly. Jisung laughed at your overly excited attitude. His light laughter filled the room.

“Yeah! I picked it up today! It’s still pretty hot and I wouldn’t want you burning your tongue.” He said as he set it down on the nightstand on your roommates side. You waited for him to turn back around to you. You threw your arms around his shoulders and rested your head at the base of his neck.

“You’re too good for me. I’m sorry about earlier.” You said as you stayed in the position. Jisung sighed and bought his arms around your waist.

"Talk to me Y/N. You’ll feel a lot better once you get it all out.” He said as he moved around so you two could be in a more comfortable position to talk.

“You really are the best.” You said after you had placed a quick kiss on his chubby cheek. You sighed and got ready to unleash all your emotions and events throughout the day. Jisung reached his arm over to grab the thermos and fully unscrew the cap.

“I was about to leave since my shift ended but the manager said the night shift employee wasn’t here yet. I stupidly agreed to stay until she came but it’s not like I couldn’t say no, she's my boss.” You took the cap from Jisung and took a sip of the tea before setting it back on the table.

“That was also the last bus. While walking home bus my shoes got wet! You would think that people would be more cautious while driving in the rain and go slower but no! That was the last thing I needed today.” The bus you usually took back to the dorm already left by the time you stepped foot outside the bakery. You went on to continue talking about the second half of your day. Your classes were fine, lessons went well and you had a really good lunch. Everything turned bad when you stepped into the bakery.

“There was a bunch of rude students who demanded their orders even though their food cards had a balance of $0.00! It makes sense of check your card before ordering and trying to pay with it right?” You finished your sentence to look up at him. He smiled and kissed your temple softly.

“Mh-mh.” Jisung hummed to agree while he kept you in his arms. His thumb running across the knuckles on your hand that he was holding.

“Then the manager ended up blaming me for being rude to the customer even though she didn’t listen that they were broke as a college student could be. They got their free meal and I got an annoying earful.” You took another sip of tea, it was cooler now so you ended up gulping it down. When you coughed, Jisung got startled and grabbed the tissue box on the nightstand and took some out for you.

“Thanks, I think I need to stop drinking tea like that.” You wiped your mouth and chin area before balling it up and tossing it into the waste bin.

“Great shot babe!” Jisung let go of your hand to hi-five and then immediately went back to holding your hand.

“Were you able to take any breaks?” Jisung said. You sighed and nodded left to right.

“No. I didn’t get to eat dinner either because the food stand in school already closed.”

“I wish I knew, I would have picked something up.”

“It's alright, I'll wake up early and get something to eat before my morning class starts,” you paused and then groaned.

“Speaking of class, there was a wonderful exam in the afternoon.

”“You'll do well on it, trust me. English isn't as bad as you think it is! Just don't over think the questions and you'll do great like you always do.”

“Thanks,” Jisung waited for you to say something but you pressed your head against the sweater. Your head was to his heart and hearing the rhythmical beating of it.

"Why is it so hard for me?" You desperately didn’t want to wet it with your tears but you couldn’t help it.

"Hey, listen to me." You felt his hand cup your face to look up at him.

"You did really well today. You're doing good. If it gets hard, don't worry. It's alright. You had a bad day and everyone has those. I'll be by your side, Kay?” You hummed and let yourself enjoy his home-like warmth. You two laughed soon after his stomach growled, “oh my gosh. Moment ruined.”

“You know, Felix found a 24/7 Asian fusion restaurant that delivers right to the dorm door.” Jisung said as he fished his phone out from his sweatpant pocket.

“Then what are we waiting for?” You two smiled and giggled at the hour of 2 am.

Bruh Ive had this as a wip for like 2 weeks. I finished this the April 16th but bc I schedule my stuff you'll see this much later. I WAS EDITING THIS AND I JUST REALIZED!!! NO JISUNG DIDN'T WANNA DO THE DO™ HE WANTED TO CUDDLE IDK IF SOME OF Y'ALL MIGHT GET THE WRONG IDEA BUT NO HE'S A SOFT BOI and underaged ya nasty. A gentle reminder to not sexualize minors. Legit felix was like “I’m still a minor” soooooo chill yourselves. No shade bc idk anyone who writes like SK nasty stuff but thanks for coming to my Ted Talk.

Please don’t claim this as your own and please don’t do anything with it without my permission. If you don’t want it happening to you, don’t do it to others.

#stray kids scenarios #stray kids imagines #stray kids fluff #jisung scenarios #jisung imagines #jisung fluff #han scenarios #han imagines #han fluff #chii

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wtf-taeyong · 6 years

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85 Statements

Tagged by my favourite soulmate @agustdomain

I don’t think there are 85 things to know about me.

rules: answer these 85 statements about yourself, then tag 20 people.

I’m a massive loser so I can only tag like,,,,,,,, 2 people,,,,,, @stormae @honeytaeyong lisTEN im lame and not cool enough to know anybody else. i can feel the judgement. 20 people is too many people.

Last...?

1. drink - Pepsi max cherry, because it’s my brothers and i deserve it for dealing with him

2. phone call - My mom! She was telling me she wasn’t coming home that night

3. text message - my brother, telling me to lock the front door

4. song you listened to - Base line by J-Hope

5. time you cried - i don’t remember, i dont like crying. feels lame

Ever...?

6. dated someone twice- not that i can think of?

7. kissed someone and regretted it- Nope! If it felt right in the moment, I won’t ever regret it

8. been cheated on- Yes :/

9. lost someone special- ya

10. been depressed- ya

11. gotten drunk and thrown up- Yes, only about a week ago. My friend’s 18th birthday! :D

fave colors

12. Black

13. Red

14. Dark blue

in the last year have you…

15. made new friends - Yeah! It’s been a good year already

16. fallen out of love - Nope! I’ve never been in love

17. laughed until you cried - No, but I envy the people that have!

18. found out someone was talking about you - No, weirdly. Maybe I’m too scary or they hide it really well

19. met someone who changed you - Yes, my best friend

20. found out who your friends are - I don’t know what this means lol

21. kissed someone on your facebook friends list - Yeah

general

22. how many of your facebook friends do you know irl - I don’t know, I have a lot of facebook friends that i dont know. who uses facebook anyway tbh

23. do you have any pets - Yes! 2 cats, 1 dog (soon to get another dog!)

24. do you want to change your name - Yes!

25. what did you do for your last birthday - I really don’t remember, we don’t really celebrate birthdays in my house lolol

26. what time did you wake up today - Exactly 11:38am

27. what were you doing at midnight last night - watching youtube videos on how to properly look after curly hair (my poor hair...)

28. what is something you can’t wait for - moving out!

30. what are you listening to right now - Gold by offonoff (a fucking JAM)

31. have you ever talked to a person named tom - Yeah, he was one of those people you just think need to scrub their personalities with soap. He was dutty.

32. something that’s getting on your nerves - How many FUCKING wires i have jumbled under my desk. Where do any of them lead? We’ll literally never know. Also my mom lol #justgirlythings

33. most visited website - This hellsite and YouTube

34. hair colour - Light brown

35. long or short hair - I’m so fickle, ive been going through a period of wanting to cut all my hair off but i also like long hair.... kms

36. do you have a crush on someone - Gross??? no way. does mark lee count?

37. what do you like about yourself - I’m pretty funny tbh

38. want any piercings? - Ya! I want a rook, an industrial, MAYBE a daith, both my nips. then i’ll be like.... finished

39. blood type - Literally no idea

40. nicknames - Ren! Loz, Lucifer, Lorenzo, Lollipop

41. relationship status - Happily single!

42. zodiac - Cancer

43. pronouns - She/Her

44. fave tv shows - Brooklyn 99, westworld, it’s always sunny in philadelphia

45. tattoos - none yet, im underage

46. right or left handed - boring and right handed

47. ever had surgery - 3!

48. piercings - I have 13 piercings. I’m getting more soon! :D

49. sport - As a punishment only

50. vacation - on one rn!

51. trainers - the shoes? what about them? what does this mean?

more general

52. eating - what else do i do with my time

53. drinking - right now? nothing im crispy on the inside

54. i’m about to watch - black panther, finally

55. waiting for - the sweet embrace of death

56. want - £5,000,000 in cash

57. get married - i cant picture myself getting married but maybe later in life

58. career - please no im only little

which is better

59. hugs or kisses - hugs. just are, y’know?

60. lips or eyes - Eyes

61. shorter or taller - For guys, taller. For gals, shorter

62. older or younger - Older

63. nice arms or stomach - I.... Do you mean for an ideal type? i guess arms?

64. hookup or relationship - rn im in a hookup mindset

65. troublemaker or hesitant - troublemaker, but a lazy one

have you ever

66. kissed a stranger - Yeah, it was embarrassing

67. drank hard liquor - Yeah, it tasted like the devil got inside my mouth ( ;D )

68. lost glasses - Nope! 20/20 vision bby

69. turned someone down - Yeah

70. sex on first date - No omg

71. broken someone’s heart - Yeah :/

72. had your heart broken - No lmao imagine

73. been arrested - Yeah, but it was a complete misunderstanding

74. cried when someone died - of course

75. fallen for a friend - no, i have a strict rule against that

do you believe in...?

76. yourself - pfft! no lol

77. miracles - No

78. love at first sight - nope

79. santa claus - that’d be so cute, but no

80. kiss on a first date - i dont see why not

81. angels - Angelo is my angel, so yeah

other

82. best friend’s name - Grace

83. eye colour - Dark blue/grey

84. fave movie - My guilty pleasure is warm bodies, but i also love fight club and Amélie.

85. fave actor - Angelina Jolie. When will she adopt me...?

#thank u angel!!!#tagged #tag game #85 statements #get to know me

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welcome-to-the-cafe · 3 years

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joy liveblogs hot gimmick: girl meets boy

20:57:13 starting the movie now 21:01:25 so hatsumi's a good sister. buying condoms for her little sister (i think?) (it's not clear) 21:02:57 also she's had a crush on azusa since forever, huh? 21:03:09 it's mamiya shotaro! (remember? from tori girl?) 21:03:45 wtf was that catch! 21:05:30 honestly that sequence was gorgeous, like the way we remember things after the fact, fragmentary, momentary 21:07:28 her little sister's having sex as a middle schooler???? 21:07:49 a bunk bed, cute 21:07:53 actually this weird fractal-like apartment building looks so cool, dark and oppressive 21:08:09 oh god. it's the guy. 21:08:24 wow i hate tall people 21:09:07 "i'll do anything." - "be my slave" OH OK WOW 21:09:30 oh man he's somehow worse than i expected 21:09:55 the rhythm of this is all off 21:10:27 oh no, serious reverse-harem vibes. including the criminally passive main character. 21:10:54 mamiya is so tame here as her brother. where's that absolute beast from tori girl? 21:11:24 those vulgar closeups! 21:13:48 the lady doth protest too much - also her classmates are so mean 21:15:07 god, she's so vulnerable. does she have even like. one friend? 21:15:49 an adult, finally (well, mamiya's character is an adult, also) 21:16:14 those dizzying cuts were perfect for that scene 21:18:04 oh i hate azusa already 21:20:07 oh god it's ryoki! he always looks like he wants to die 21:21:11 that glasses push, ugh 21:22:05 i like the way he walks. it's so unattractive. 21:22:29 he's jealous. he's so jealous. quoting the bible inappropriately. and that backhanded compliment. 21:22:52 "unaware. indecisive." "where's your own will?" "don't fall for him just because he's paid a little attention to you." 21:23:19 i love the camera movement here. 21:25:32 "mere-exposure effect" oh we have a smart guy on our hands...why do i feel like he's giving her a PEP TALK? 21:27:58 actually a great scene? the way the doors closed. and...title card. honestly, this is the biggest hint that ryoki's endgame. 21:30:00 azusa and hatsumi are weirdly matchy in this scene, cute 21:30:18 and that "mmm?" ew 21:31:04 i may be typing too much...i should just watch the movie... 21:31:54 mamiya's so subtle here 21:32:08 i sense weird sexual tension. he says "you should stay just as you are" is he like, being suportive? or is he hindering her progress 21:32:44 ryoki's so "i am very smart" 21:33:34 the way he says "kudarane" to the invitation to "blow off steam" with the girls from the other high school 21:34:18 oh these boys...this is some misogynistic shit! 21:34:49 his dark jacket visually sets him apart from the other boys 21:35:15 does akane have a crush on ryoki? no way...he's such a loser... 21:36:27 the way he pulls her away is so funny 21:38:19 yeah! talk back to him! stand up for yourself! he probably likes it 21:38:47 oh it's "trains as an excuse for closeness" time. and that kabedon! 21:41:03 this is so cliche, and yet it's somehow completely unlike anything else 21:43:45 the fast dialogue, the oppressive closeups, the cuts 21:43:59 "then you can be my girlfriend and not my servant." oh man. WAIT 21:44:20 you know, ryoki's actually starting to seem interesting 21:45:00 i don't like azusa's dad. he's like. too handsome. 21:46:36 ah as much as i might dislike azusa...his actor is good. charming. disarming. his delivery is good. these scummy lines ("oh, i'm sorry, was that insensitive?") and his languid movements. 21:49:02 nooooooo she's so vulnerable "why are you staring at me" - "why can't i?" he objectifies her with his gaze 21:49:56 i had no idea a spinny chair could be so symbolic 21:50:10 no, sound designers, don't play weird music box beethoven in the background! it's wrong! it's creepy! maybe that's the point though 21:51:08 if ryoki and azusa are supposed to be foils to each other, fine 21:52:23 the way hatsumi and azusa are framed here, the way he moves out of the frame and it's just her there, the looked-at, the object 21:53:32 this is such a bad place for a date! azusa what are you thinking (probably something bad) 21:54:24 how he puts her away when he doesn't need her, gross vibes tbh 21:54:46 oh, love those cuts. kissing the drink he's drugged. fucking knew this guy was bad news. "pear cocktail" my ass. 21:56:24 what's big bro doing here? oh, his name's shinogu. rescuing her drugged ass. "you idiot, that's my baby sister." more weird sexual tension - or maybe it's just me. 21:58:22 he wants badly to protect her. he wants badly for her to stay the same. 22:00:22 azusa keeps calling her cute. it lowers her defenses. she really is very concerned about how she appears to others. (otherwise ryoki wouldn't have been able to blackmail her.) 22:01:57 i don't really understand why she likes azusa. but maybe she's just desperate to be loved (to be seen?) by anyone. 22:02:51 the color grading here. the way they go under the covers. stop saying she's cute, azusa! it's going to her head! 22:04:55 i'm not a foot person, but those foot closeups. something delicate and sad about them. 22:05:28 to be seen is to be made into an object. this revenge-porn shit...azusa, why? 22:06:17 ryoki broods on the stairs. hatsumi appears, looking fragile. the way he looks at her here, his hesitation and shyness. "what happened to you?" concern. 22:08:47 the way he flinches when she nods that she likes azusa. or is he taking his phone out??? 22:09:16 azusa's weirdly beautiful in this scene. no longer trying to charm anyone. shiningly hateable. 22:12:26 ryoki. 22:14:47 sorry i'm going to rewatch that. starting from when her brother wakes her up. 22:22:37 oh that magazine drop transition was good. anyway that scene was amazing. wtf. i don't know why. hey, you know, maybe i'm just a person who likes bad, melodramatic, artsy movies. oh god she kissed him. to shut him up? oh he's so mean. and this dialogue: "it's all the same" - "don't put me together with him" - "you're all the same!" and how super haunted she looks when she walks away 22:26:56 more weird sexual tension with her brother... 22:27:35 and weird tension with her little sister! jeez. her family loves her. her life is bad and full of creeps but at least her family loves her. 22:31:43 ryoki the stairs-dweller. "why are yo so self-deprecating" - "tachibana, how can i stop being stupid?" - oh this is a great dialogue. turning point? "i want to stop being stupid." training montage time? 22:34:20 taking a break. 22:38:28 ok i'm back. 22:39:18 ok i went back and paused to look at the book he puts on her head...and...it's a sakuguchi ango novel? oh...it's darakuron. discourse on decadence. holy shit. we've got a man of culture over here. 22:42:08 fucking love the way he talks, actually. 其れで決定 22:42:22 oh the way he looks at her from the stair. the way the camera passes behind her, close to her. 22:44:07 these parallel confrontations...so good. azusa and shinogu in the dark. the pacing feels off though...also, rina...don't apologize for azusa like that! 22:46:44 "you want to lock hatsumi away..." ah, i believe i've been saying that the whole time! not the second part of the sentence though... 22:48:28 azusa is so much more interesting now that he's like, 100% confirmed out of the running. also the way he talks to shinogu. like do you talk like that to everyone? all seductive-like? 22:49:46 this park scene with ryoki is actualy really cute. the way he's leaning towards her. the camera movement is oddly soothing. "i'm thinking!" "and i'm listening" - he listens to her. ryoki for best boy? even though he's verbally abusive...and pinches her cheeks like that...and has bad handwriting... 22:53:40 hatsumi you're so nice. azusa did that to you and you still want him to be happy... 22:54:05 rina, you're assuming a lot. 22:56:17 the mirrors in this scene with akane and subaru. "you're adorable, subaru" 22:57:07 akane looks so alone in this scene. "i'm behind you, hatsumi." 22:58:20 "they all want my outer shell." azusa's also a victim of being made into an object. he's a model, after all. 22:58:53 "is that how i seemed to you, too?" again worried about how she's being perceived. 23:00:07 "you should find happiness with someone other than me." for once i agree with azusa about something. 23:02:10 "i don't think you'll always be stupid." ryoki believing that she can change. "i wanted to be told that i can become better." - "you can be better. you're an idiot with the most potential in the universe." 23:03:02 ryoki's so honest here. so vulnerable. 23:05:15 "when i'm with you, i feel the universe." hands touching. 23:07:11 wtf is this scene with akane and subaru in the karaoke booth 23:08:25 ok now it's akane and hatsumi in the karaoke booth. plus still images! which i love. 23:09:51 they're so sweet. 23:11:20 oh ryoki and hatsumi are...being cute together. 23:14:30 "i want to protect her." "i want her to stay pure." "i'm just a big brother." - god don't be so patriarchal, shinogu. and don't smoke. it's so bad for you. 23:16:23 no no! a stuck-in-the-elevator scene??? 23:17:19 also, hatsumi's actress is so cute with glasses. oh god. are those ryoki's? no way 23:18:24 no no no don't kiss your sis! no no no shinogu you're the adult here! now her one safe relationship is not safe anymore 23:22:46 now hatsumi gets to be the creepy one, waiting for ryoki outside. cute. 23:23:21 i guess ryoki just found out something really bad about his...parents? 23:24:03 he kissed her so hard her hat fell off. where tf are they? is this a love hotel? why is he tearing up. 23:24:41 oh ryoki...wow he actually said that. wants to tie her to him. he's lost. 23:26:15 ok we find out what he found out. handwriting as a chekov's gun. 23:27:24 i love this love hotel setting. the lighting is really good and moody. 23:29:46 "turn out right" - what DOES she mean by that? and now she runs away 23:30:32 where are these soap bubbles coming from? around her and her brother hugging on the street 23:31:31 ok ok ok definitely not imagining the sexual tension 23:31:50 how when she says "daisuki" (not about him) he starts a little because he's probably had dreams where she says that (about him)...oh that's terrible. torture for him. 23:33:34 this scene with the hot cocoa is somehow both religious and wet-dreamy 23:36:01 there's no way shinogu is endgame. ryoki encourages her to grow. while shinogu wants her to stay the same. but of course i have a soft spot for shinogu. 23:37:43 "i can't help but feel empty," she says. "i can't wait for myself. i want to chase after my own self." 23:40:09 ok there's like 20 minutes left of this movie. i'll come back tomorrow. i want to sleep before midnight...i can't believe it took me almost three hours to watch less than two hours of a movie... 19:24:16 ok, let's finish this 19:28:25 hatsumi's turn to be verbally abusive. actually a great, weirdly shakespearean and theatrical exchange. 19:30:14 haven't liked the soundtrack for most of this movie, but i like it in this scene. 19:33:18 "you're even dirtier for wanting the dirty me" - "yeah, well, it was fun to fill something empty" - "are you dissing me?" - "i'm praising you" 19:34:01 "i wanted to grow with you" 19:40:10 actually a good scene 19:42:27 some closure for azusa. and akane and subaru. kind of wish we got to see more of these two kids. they're kind of adorable. symbolic donut. 19:43:55 perfect catch. "i'll always be on your side, and i'll always be your big brother." oh, shinogu. here he lets go of his sister. walks away into the building. 19:45:49 it's nice to see these kids in their casual clothes. 19:46:08 "when i'm with you" "i remember that maybe the world could be mine." 19:46:55 "stupid" but a different stupid. "thanks to you, i've become an idiot who doesn't even know what will happen tomorrow." 19:48:37 and roll credits. something about this ending song sounds... 19:52:14 wow, what a ride. i definitely wanted off at some points...but i enjoyed it. holy shit. i might even want to watch it again. without the liveblogging, which was fun but disruptive.

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