#and i dont even have to hurt my parents feelings or have her threaten to commit suicide or have to quit college

[imthatwannabeauthor]

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[nerdie-faerie]

Having a complicated relationship with your mum is so confusing. It's the knowledge that she taught me the best way to make gravy, how tie my shoes and how to make my bed. But she's also the one that made disparaging comments about my body growing up and is part of the reason I don't want to be a parent myself and why I moved across the country for uni. But she's still my mum and I still find myself wishing I could seek comfort from her when things get a little too hard but the mum I'm longing for doesn't really exist. And I see her in the colour of my eyes and in the way I grit my teeth when I'm angry. She taught me how to do my hair and how to cover up bruises. She's a part of me in all the good and the bad. And there's no way to say you hate someone that doesn't also acknowledge all the good because nothings as ever as black and white as that

[d0youc0py]

So, I have a request for angst, but with Young Reader, and they actually do call them an ask for help or a place to stay for a bit because of a nasty fight they got into with their parents and just need to leave the situation, perhaps they could have hid an injury(Welt, slap mark, bruising) from the boys only for boys to see it when they take off their coat/jacket. Its cool if you dont feel comfortable with this ask, you dont have to do it.

“Hey, John.” You started into the phone.

“You alright, Honey?” He questioned. You nearly rolled your eyes. The man had known you since you were as tall as his knee and could always tell when something was wrong.

“Not really.” You lied. You scrunched your face and took a deep breath. “Actually yeah- my mom came home in one of her moods again, but”-

“Where are you? I’ll come and get you.”

You could hear his car keys jingle on the other line and the familiar sound of his truck door slamming shut.

“I’m at the park down the street.”

“Hold tight, honey. I’ll be right there.”

It was about a fifteen minute wait. John lived all the way out in the country, another thing you loved about him. His truck pulled up and he quickly hopped out to open the door for you.

“Thanks John.” You sighed, giving him a quick hug.

“Course, honey. Now how about we go get some dinner, hmm?” He patted your back. It was gentle but enough to make you wince.

He took you to your favorite restaurant, the same one your father use to take you to. He sat across from you, not needing to look over the menu. His soft blue eyes trained on you.

“You ready to talk about it?” John asked. Your eyes peered up from behind the menu. You don’t know why you were even looking at it in the first place. You always ordered the same thing.

“Same old thing.” You responded, sifting in your seat.

“Don’t give me that, honey.” He pressed. “You’ve never called me before. I always hear about a fight after I’ve shaken you down.” He offered you a small smile. It’s wasn’t one of pity, but understanding. He’s always been there for you, so why won’t you just tell him the truth?

“Don’t get mad.” You whispered. John instantly faltered. It was a common cycle. When he was on leave he’d take you out at least two times a week. You’d tell him about some shitty thing your mom said to you and he’d race over to your house and threaten her to knock it off. She’d be on her best behavior for about a week, then the cycle would repeat itself. “Look you’re already upset.” You gave a fake chuckle.

“Honey.” He huffed. His eyes bore into yours with such intensity it made your tiny hairs stand up.

“It started off just like our fights always do. She started yelling and I just made my way to my room to bunker down for the night.” You stopped to take a small sip of your water.

“You locked the door?” John hummed. He had built you a special lock to go on your door.

“I didn’t make it that far.” You murmured, tears forming in your eyes. John’s hand reached across the table attaching to yours, giving you an encouraging squeeze. “She threw something at me.” You whispered.

“Threw something at you.” He repeated.

“I know it so stupid.” Your hands left his to paw at your eyes. You hated crying. His hands remained on the table giving you the option to return to him.

“She hurt you honey? That’s the furthest thing from stupid.”

“It was one of those ceramic cats she collects. It hit me in the back.” You gasped. You wouldn’t doubt if there was a large bruise forming as you spoke. “Do you mind if I stay with you for a little bit? Just till things cool down?”

“Honey, you could come live with me.” He assured. This wasn’t the first time he offered, but giving the increasing hostility your mother was showing this was the first time you really considered it.

“I don’t think I can just live with you, John. Isn’t that illegal- like kidnapping or something.” You sputtered.

“That’s not for you to worry about, honey. I’ll handle everything, just take some time and think about it.”

He woke up to the sound of glass shattering so loud it sounded like it was in his room. His body made quick work of throwing the covers off and heading towards his front door. He didn’t bother to shut his door behind him or throw on a pair of shoes. His body was already hot and shaking with anger. His fist pounded against your front door giving some warning of his presence before he used his shoulder to nearly split the door open.

He quickly found you on the floor your mother grabbing at your hair.

“Shit!” Your father yelled from the kitchen. Your father had been enjoying the whole spectacle of your mother tormenting you with a smile and a beer in his hand. Your mother look up at Simon, her own eyes growing wide with fear. He grabbed her by the arm throwing her backwards off of you.

“Who the fuck do you thi”- Your father started.

“Shut up and sit down.” Simon growled. Your father quickly obeyed siting down at the counter, your mother scurrying backwards to join him.

“Come on kid, on your feet.” He was soft with you, refusing to add anymore trauma to the situation. He wrapped an arm around your middle to steady you and you hid your face in shame.

“You can’t just take them. I’ll have the police dow”- Your father spoke up again.

“I told you to shut it. And what? You gonna call the police on me tough guy? Do it.” Simon spat. Your father piped down again the realization of his threat setting in. Simon led you out of your apartment and into his own. “Sit down, tell me where you’re hurt. Might need to take you to the hospital after that one, kid.”

The only way you could respond was through sobs. You practically threw yourself at him, wrapping your arms tightly around his middle. He sighed softly, not in contempt but in mercy. He wrapped a bulky arm around you, using your head as a chin rest. He related to you in all the worst ways.

“I don’t wanna go back.” You sobbed against him.

“I know you’re scared.” He said softly. “You’re gonna stay with me for a while, yeah? You have a key anyways might as well.”

He groaned as his phone went off from somewhere in his bed. He patted around, his eyes burning as the made contact with the blinding light.

Your face lighting up his phone ripped the drowsiness from his body.

“What’s wrong, kiddo?” His voice was gruff and he cleared his throat.

“Mac.” You cried from the other end.

“Fuckin hell.” He growled. “Where are you, sweetheart?”

“I’m sorry. They just started yelling at me and I got scared and now I don’t know what to do.” You sobbed.

“You did exactly what you were suppose to do. You called me. Now take a few breaths and tell me where you are. It’s late you shouldn’t be out by yourself.” He slipped his feet into his shoes and grabbed his keys from the entry table. He opened the door only to come face to face with you. His face scrunched as he took in your appearance. Your hair a mess, your face tear stained and you were shaking uncontrollably.

His heart dropped when he caught sight of a ruby colored mark on your cheek.

“That better not be what I think it is.” He gritted. You just cried harder. “Inside, now.” He snipped, making room for you brush past him.

“No, Mac please.” You sobbed. Your hands fled towards his arm and you leaned against him. You needed comfort. You needed assurance that everything was going to be okay.

“I’ll be back in twenty minutes. I can’t just let them get away with it Y/N.” He snarled. He gave you a kiss on the head. He began to pull his arm away but you just gripped him harder.

“Mac, please. I need you.” Your voice was soft. So weak and so vulnerable it made him stop dead in his tracks. “Please.” You whispered again. An apology flowed from his mouth and he quickly wrapped two strong arms around you, pulling you tight against him. You instantly relaxed.

“You’re right.” He murmured. “You’re safe now.”

“Ky, Can I stay with you please?”

You had asked him that a little over a week ago. He agreed immediately- perks of being one of his most favorite people on the planet. You didn’t really tell him why, just that you had gotten into a small ‘altercation’ with your parents.

That brings you to where you are today.

“If you don’t want me I can just leave Kyle.” You huffed, already collecting your things from the guest bedroom.

“Lovie, don’t do that!” He shouted after you. “My door is always open for you and you know that. I would just like to know exactly what happened. Considering you’re practically living with me now I think I have a right to know.” He explained. He grabbed the things out of your bag, hanging them up again.

“Kyle, stop! I’ve obviously overstayed my welcome. I’ll be out for your hair in no time.” You rubbed at your face harshly, trying to rid yourself of any tears.

“Y/N. Enough. Please stop.” His words were firm. It made you cry harder. “I didn’t mean to upset you so bad.” He assured. His hands came up and grabbed your wrists so he could get a better look at your face. He pulled you close to him. “I also need to know how upset I should be with your parents. If it’s really bad we need to get you out of there.” He explained. You sniffled, wiping at your face again.

It was then he saw it.

A deep purple bruise on your wrist. How didn’t you flinch when he grabbed it?

“That answers my question.” He sighed. You gasped and pulled your sleeves down. “Is that the only one?” He pressed. His fingers rested under your chin, tilting your head up to look at him. He repeated his question.

You softly shook your head.

“I have one on my side too.” You sniffed.

“Y/N look at me please.”

You did as he requested.

“I’m going to do everything I can to make sure you don’t have to go back, okay? But I need you to be completely honest about everything, yeah?”

A small sob left you and you quickly wrapped your arms around him.

“I love you, Ky.”

[p3ndeja6]

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c.brock x latina! y/n

summary: you moved to LA to be with your long distance boyfriend, you were having a great time, but after a couple of months you started to feel homesick and missed your hometown and your culture

content tags: spanish speaking reader, mexican reader, cultural references, overall a hispanic reader, not proof-read

word count: 1.6k

fluff ❀﹐

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Y/N

I've loved my time here in LA with colby and sam and all their friends but i recently fell in a funk. I miss my family and my friends.

you were scrolling through your photos and snapchat memories of your time in your hometown and started to feel really homesick, you began to cry, you laid back on you side and cried.

you missed your mom's delicious cooking, how she would make handmade tortillas, or her salsa picante. you didnt have that here and nor did anyone make it, you didnt have any hispanic friends in LA. You would only hang out with sam and colby's friends

you liked them but they sometimes including colby didnt understand your jokes or references. it sometimes pained you that you felt out of place around them.

you connected your speaker in the room that was given to you when you first moved to their house, and a song that reminded you of your dad started to play; its your dad's favorite song, and you couldn't control the sadness that flowed through your body

you spent a good two hours just crying and eventually calmed down but you were puffy eyed and your breathing was skipped

you sat up to recollect your self before colby came home and would come in your room, until another song started to play from your playlist, a heart wrenching song that reminded you of your beloved parents.

you started to cry again, you leaned back to the head board and clutched your body as you were singing to the lyrics

Colby came in the room all happy and giddy until he saw you crying

"oh my god! y/n are you okay? are you hurt? does something hurt?"

he was panicking trying to figure out why you were crying.

"no... nothings wrong" you got up quickly and turned around to wipe your face. he also got up to try to look at you but you kept avoiding him until he grabbed you face and made you look at him

"y/n.. somethings wrong, please just tell me"

"you wont understand" "just try me"

you mustered up the courage to tell him the truth. you looked at him and started to tear up again

"i-i just feel... i just started to feel homesick, thats all" colby was relieved that it wasnt anything life threatening

"oh, well why is that?"

"i dont know... i just miss home, like i really do. my family and friends, my culture and the food, everything" you looked at how he felt hurt about how you were talking about missing your family and friends.

"dont get me wrong, i love being here with you, you make being here so bearable but i just miss my people.. thats all" you half smiled

"no.. yeah i get that, is there anything i can do to make you feel better?"

"no its fine, i just need a couple minutes alone thats all"

"yeah yeah sure... ill be downstairs if you need me alright?"

you kissed him and hugged him tightly, feeling so safe in his arms.

"thank you, i love you"

"i love you too" he walked out and closed the door, feeling terrible that you felt that way, he wished he could do something about your homesickness

COLBY

as i walked back downstairs to sit with sam on the couch, he noticed my upset mood.

"Everything alright dude?" "uh.. yeah its just y/n is feeling homesick and sorta on the verge of going back home"

"oh shit dude, i definitely know what she's feeling" " do you think we've made her not feel at home? you think I haven't made her feel like home?" " i mean we haven't really done anything to make her feel at home"

"shit dude youre right, we haven't, i feel like the worst boyfriend ever. cant even make my girlfriend feel loved or feel like this is her home"

i started to think about ways to make her feel at home, i can cook her favorite food? no its too late for that, its almost 8

"what should i do sam?" "how about you take her to the other side of LA, take her some place authentic, not might be like where she's from but its the closest thing we got"

"yeah yeah you're right, let me go tell her!"

i ran upstairs and came up to her door, softly knocked to let her know i was coming in, she was still there in bed listening to her spanish music.

"hey y/n.. how you holding up?" "hi.. im doing alright, still trying to get my breathing under control" she let out a dry giggle

i caressed her face admiring her glossy eyes and her stained cheeks, leaning down to kiss her on her forehead, " i was thinking-" she sat up "what were you thinking"

"how about i take you out to eat some place special?" "ehh im not in the mood to eat colby" "no cmon i know a place, trust me"

Y/N

he looked at me with pleading eyes, "sure why not"

"alright get reading in ten minutes" "okay" you smiled and got up to get ready, he left the room to let you get dressed

you wore some ripped jeans with your white Mexico world cup jersey, and some black platform converse. added some mascara and some lip balm before leaving you grabbed your purse

you went downstairs and was greeted by colby waiting for you at the bottom of the stairs. "hey y/n!"

"hey sam"

"you ready to go babe?"

"yes of course!"

"but before we leave i need you to put this on"

he was holding a blindfold, you looked at him confused and he went behind you to put the blindfold on, you were about to protest before he kissed your cheek and wrapped the blindfold around your eyes

"alright lets go, bye sam!"

you headed out the door, stumbling trying to remember all the steps to get to the car, colby opened the car door and helped you inside.

"was the blindfold really necessary?" "yeah babe, i want to surprise you"

"it wont really be a surprise if we go to in n out" he laughed at the assumption

"how about i put some music on?" "hmm yeah okay" colby connected his phone to the car's bluetooth and a song you recognized easily came on. you started to sing along to song. Colby created a playlist on your favorite spanish-speaking songs. He had to stalk your public Spotify playlist to be able to create the playlist.

"omg i love this song!!" you started to sing the song, pointing the lyrics to Colby not knowing how much of a distraction you are creating for him on the road.

still with the blindfold on you continue to sing all the songs that played, surprised how many spanish songs kept coming on

"omg how do you know these songs?!" "did you stalk my spotify?" you let out a laugh, "gosh y/n no I didn't" yes he did

you laughed at him, knowing well that this is from your playlist, or you thought it was just your playlist he started to play.

"are we there yet?" "no"

"are we there yet now?" "almost"

"what about now?" "actually yeah we are"

"why did it take you so long to drive to in n out if its only a 15 minute drive from the house?"

as you heard opening his side of the door, he rushed over to open your door, "well babe, we arent actually at in n out"

confused, wondering where else he would have taken you

"well.. where are we-" you started to smell the char smell of meat... taco meat.

"omg it smells so good.. where are we..?"

"well let me cross you over the street to find out" "what?"

you started to take off the blindfold until he stopped you, "ah ah ahh, no taking this off yet until i say so" "omg colby where are we"

he guided you across the street, smelling everything. it smelled like home almost, you started to hear the steam of a grill and the music that you grew up listening to. Hearing chatter among people.. in spanish?

"colby... where are we?"

colby finally let go of you and starting to take the blind fold off of you, you adjust to the light and rubbing your eyes a bit to clearly see the scene.

taqueros and vendedores making and selling snacks and meals. hearing them laugh, sing, and speak spanish.

"oh my god.." you said under your breath looking all over, small tears start to well up. "colby.. what is this?"

"i felt really bad that you were feeling homesick, and i hate seeing you cry, so i thought maybe i try to bring home to you... I know this isnt exactly home but i love you so much that i would do anything for you and to show you how much you mean to me, i dont want you to go home, i want to always make you happy y/n"

your tears finally fell, you fully realized how special and loving colby was, you felt so warm and loved.

"Colby... this is the sweetest thing anyone has ever done for me, you have no idea how much this means to me, and for you to actually consider this idea really brings me to tears, i am so completely in love with you"

you grabbed his head and kissed him, deepening the kiss and full engulf his lips. you let go and admire his big beautiful eyes.

"gosh.. well cmon lets eat something, what kind of tacos do you want babe?" "ehh i have no clue what to get, everything looks so good, how about you order me something"

you smiled at him, wondering how did you get so lucky to have someone so special such as colby brock

you turned over to the taquero and smiled at him, the man smiling back at you and asking what you what would you like to eat.

[angel122sthings]

Hey people my name is Ambrosia I go by angel it is my more preferred name I'm here to represent Wilbur in the situation considering that his community has dug into the situation and has found a lot lets start with me asking you a question. If you walk into a court most of the time the victim has pictures and a statement and the abuser doesn't have much on this hand she would walk in with a statement and no proof and he has pictures and a statement on his own who would win?.

Now for the next I will number the stuff I have found from providers on Twitter or YouTube

1. I have noticed that in her case she says he bit her hard enough to the point it was bleeding but if you go and look at pictures of bite marks like that it leaves bruises and dents in skin that would be covered by a bandage but in her streams even with her exposing clothes we didn't see anything and if she did use makeup it wouldn't have worked well because of the bite dents

2.there have been many surfacing pictures on the Internet of him with marks on his own skin we are still unsure if it was from her or not

3.there is audio on ashs stream in the background of her getting mad and yelling at Wilbur for his keys

4.in the situation she does call herself the "ace Jesus" which really offends many people and a lot dont like it

5.she has complained about him not paying for her cats when her cats are her responsibility and should be taken care of by her and not him

6.it would be understandable for her to feel distant because they did have a long distance relationship so she shouldn't be complaining about it

7.his reply on Twitter was a statement on his side the only time he apologized was if he had hurt her feelings he never said anything about him actually doing it and in the statement she says and I quote "she said it was consensual" meaning it was completely fine with her

8.she supports the girl who said that George assaulted her which wasn't true but she didn't support Freddy in anyway which is concerning

9.many people who he was friends with did not only stop being friends but lost contact with him (he never got to meet Tallulah)

10.he was doxxed at his childhood home in the UK which put not only him in danger but also his family and she did nothing

11.when many kids ages 11-15 died due to her supporters and community all she had to say was "I need proof" when their parent personality went on their Twitter and said "my child had committed" but she still didn't care

12.kids are being doxed or threatened on a daily basis

13.during their relationship he was struggling with depression because of technos death that would be the reason for the slobbish behavior and messy room

14.she complained about him not buying her a plain ticket to see him when we his obviously busy but after that she bought a lot of new stuff and dyed her hair again meaning she did have money unlike what she stated to him

This is only what I have found or what has been provided for many other people

[puzzled-pegasus]

Christina Posabule thoughts (tiny little female christ is eating my brain today/pos)

This is mostly me working out some parallels between her and Orel's families but there's some cute hcs for her and Orel in here too :3

Her mom Poppit is influential to her as a parallel to the way that Clay affects Orel. Poppit is selfish, drunk, bitter, and very two-faced parent just like Clay is, who just like him, confidently gives awful advice and takes advantage of Christina's trusting nature.

Art is less involved with Christina and loses interest in conversation with her as soon as anything remotely associated with femininity comes up and he's just like ew gross go talk to your mom. the most positive attention he gives her is about her appearance and how cute or pretty she looks. He likes to constantly condescendingly tell her that any given thing she's interested or asking advice about in the moment is for boys or "a little girl like you doesn't need to worry about that :)" and it drives Christina nuts so she goes and talks to her mom anyway

Similarly to Clay and Orel, Poppit decided to take Christina on a picnic in the woods and they get lost, and Christina gets permanently injured due to her mother's carelessness, though I haven't yet figured out how. (Man, I just realized that if that happened after the events of Nature and Orel found out, he would probably be out for Poppit's BLOOD on behalf of his puppy crush sweetheart)

Idk whose post I read but I'll add the credit in later, but I read earlier the idea that as a parallel to Orel's masochism episode Christina has an arc where she turns sadist and I thought that was fuckin hilarious so yeah I need that to be a thing. I wonder what would set that off though. Maybe instead of taking to heart the idea that suffering is good for her, she might be like "wait friends I don't want you to go to hell for being happy" and beats them up...or smth i dont know. And also as parallel to Orel's dreams of God in that episode she could be like. Beating the shiz out of Satan. Lol. anyway,

I have this feeling that she and Orel have like the sappiest pet names for each other but like you cant even be mad about it cause they're so sincere lol. like they meet up for a date and Orel's casually like "there's my bright little daisy" and Christina is like "oh hello my sweet pudding pie" and then they hold hands and walk to the park or whatever tf

This is a smaller hc but if you remember that moment before the Puppingtons found out the Posabules were Catholic when Clay noticed Orel making 😍 eyes at Christina and he asked Orel if he thinks she was cute,,, I think it would be nice if Poppit and Christina were doing the same thing at that moment like Poppit was like "oh he's a doll isn't he?" And Christina's like "yes, ma'am, and so polite too!" and Poppit says something cheeky about how Christina better not start bringing boys around Art because he'll shoot them or whatever (you know like how dads threaten their daughters' boyfriends for no reason because of weird possession issues) and then they giggle together

Since Orel's been shot Christina worries over him a lot and especially in the first few months of their relationship she kept asking him how much it hurt and and even into adulthood she checks with him every day to make sure he's not exerting himself too much

Christina had a cat briefly and her parents killed it because they thought it was bad luck or smth

instead of "meet me in my study" Poppit's the more involved parent when it comes to discipline so she's just like "go see your father" cus he's the one with the belt

[am-i-the-asshole-official]

AITA for not wanting my mom to have a boyfriend?

I’m not gonna put any current ages down here but my mother is late middle age.

My mom has two kids (me and my sister) from two different fathers. She married her first husband very early in her life and had my sister, and then divorced him. They divorced because they were more friends than lovers, and maintained a good relationship until he got in a car accident and turned to drinking. Since then my sister has cut full communication and I haven’t seen him in years. My moms second marriage was with my father and was nearly a decade later. They divorced shortly after because they wanted different things and my father is very traditional and slightly controlling.

Finally my mother had a third marriage and that one lasted about a decade. I hated him but I tried to not show it. He always gave me bad vibes and I would constantly worry about him hurting me or my mom. During the last few years during they relationship, he became abusive, using my mom for her money. He would go out and drink and wouldn’t be home until 3 am even when he said he was working. He punched a hole in a wall once during an argument, threatened to break my mothers phone, and tried taking her car when they split, despite it being in her name (he called the cops for it).

Now my mom is divorced for the third time. It’s been well over a year since her divorce and she says she won’t remarry at all. However she does want a boyfriend. I don’t trust men that much, and never really have just because of the bad relationship I have had with the ones who were close to me. I also don’t want another parental figure in my life whatsoever. My mom says she just wants someone to love when im living far away and can’t visit her often (im planning to move across the country, but currently I live in the same state). She says I won’t ever have to meet this guy and they won’t get married, but I still detest the idea. I know that he will want to meet me eventually (or my mom will want me to) and I don’t want to hurt his or hers feelings by declining. I also think my mom is a magnet for terrible guys. I don’t want her having another boyfriend because I fear she won’t be able to balance her love for him over me. (Often my mother disregards my feelings about people she likes and tells me to suck It up whenever I hang out with them). I don’t want my mother to be lonely but I don’t want her to have a boyfriend either.

I probably sound like an asshole and even I think I’m being somewhat selfish but i dont want another person in my life like that.

What are these acronyms?

[doodlegirl1998]

Thinking on the whole "Aldera allowed BK to bully Izu" and how Inko is so...uncaring for such fact may be accidental or not...

There are others schools out there...why Izu had to stay in Aldera? Legit. Why? If Inko is so poor she cant afford a new school it would be smth but...the fact she doesnt even try, she is so out of reality...its concerning.

Also...Aldera has (or should have )parents meetings(parents and teachers meeting one another) are the teachers the best actors in the world to convice Inko "your son happy here" or she just dont care?

Another thing: BK is from a rich family...he could have gone to a big school but stay on Aldera. Reason? "To make his hero origin story look good"

1) why? Where this idea comes from? Is AM from a poor background and reach stardom from day to night?

2) does others heroes care for "proper hero background"?

Inko is a bad mom in canon...ironically, bashing fics got it wrong. She doesnt light cigars on her son nor let him starve...she just...do nothing.

Hi @mikeellee 👋,

This. This is where I see Hori's lack of exploration into Izuku's childhood to be a massive problem. Inko is never seen to try literally anything to prevent Izuku's bullying.

A common defense I hear of her is that, "Izuku hid it from her so she had no idea" and while that may be the case later let me ask; does anyone seriously think a four year old can hide being hurt constantly? Let alone being exploded?

So there is two options here:

She could have been too poor to change Izuku's schools / move homes. If this is case - Explore that HORI! That could have been common ground for IzuOcha to bond over!! Not only that but it would have gave Inko a sympathetic reason why she didn't go this route. Hori should have coupled this with a few brief shots of her in the manga showing her trying to speak with teacher, Mitsuki etc... That could have shown a sympathetic and good prominent mother figure.

She saw Izuku being hurt for being quirkless and viewed his suffering as inevitable so did not try to do anything to prevent what he was going through. This is the option that makes Inko look the worst - but also lines the most up with canon in my view. There's metas out there saying that, despite the Midoriya's living in an apartment, they are rich / well off by the interior Hori designs for them (maybe not as much as Bkg but comfortable.) So no monetary boundary to moving. There's the fact that Inko is quick to say "I'm sorry Izuku" and cry on him when he's being diagnosed as quirkless which... It feels like Inko is now expecting the worst for him/ Izuku's future in this diagnosis - which would explain her inaction. (Note - she only tries to protect him after Izu gets a quirk too, by threatening to take him out UA, which lines up with this theory.)

With the Bakugou part - that's just Bakugou's stupidity and ego coming out full swing.

Logically speaking, it would make more sense to go to be best school - rather than whatever Aldera is - to maximise the chances of getting in UA. But Baku is so up his own ass he believes he is innately the best.

First, who lets their child pull this sort of shit when they genuinely want the best for them? Why doesn't Mitsuki sit Bkg down and tell him he's being an idiot? She's done it before. And should do it here.

Second, I WISH this bit him in the ass. I wish he got lower down the scoreboard then third on the term rankings. Or even, failed the entrance exam, got expelled by expellzawa - just anything! Because then it would show Bkg is his own worst enemy.

Third, maybe Baku pulled this deliberately because he knew Aldera would let him get away with being a POS. If Bkg went to a top school do you think they would let him get away with being an abusive turd? Short answer no. If they expelled him - game over for his dream of heroism too. Baku probably knew Aldera would likely fudge things for him to help him get in UA to make themselves look good.

We don't know enough about AM in canon but I do presume that he was from a poorer background due to this view of Bkg's otherwise Bakuboo would not have cared about being seen as "coming from poverty."

TLDR - Inko sits by and does nothing for her son while he was quirkless and being severely bullied because Hori writes her poorly. But there's no nice implication as to why this is the case.

Bakugou is an arrogant idiot who is his own worst enemy - or would be if Hori making him the strongest plot armour all the time.

And AM needs his origins explored - where's the underdog rising to be the number one hero origin story, Hori?

[daisyishedwig]

@cryscendo wanted to hear more about my Hevans AU so here are a couple of my favorite bullet points on my extensive outline.

Below a cut because I got too excited and it's long

Rocky Horror happens but like… what if Sam plays Frank and Kurt plays Rocky? Like they try to shoehorn kurt into frank and instead he says he might want to play rocky. 

Sam asks about playing frank n furter after Mike’s parents pull him from the show. It’s after he’s read through the script and now understand what the show is about and it’s definitely not because frank gets to fool around with rocky.

Sam is the one who sees Karofsky cornering kurt by his locker. No talking to shue or sue because they’re useless

Sam overhears finn refusing to help Kurt and goes off on him for it. 

Kurt being the one to fawn over Sam when he gets hurt in the fight with karofsky

Sam maybe offers to help Kurt teach finn and burt how to dance

That’s the first time Sam hears about karofsky threatening to kill kurt

Kurt and sam dance down the isle together, putting quinn and mercedes together

Same happens during just the way you are, kurt hands burt off to carole and he looks for mercedes but Sam appears to take over

Sam and Kurt get the duet for Sectionals 

"Kurt, I want you to look me in the eye, okay? And answer this question. If we lived in a world where noone cared about you being gay or me being bi and there was no reason to see us as anything other than two people who happen to be singing a love song… would you still be uncomfortable singing this song with me? Because I genuinely do not care what anyone thinks about it, I don't care if they think I'm gay, if they make fun of me, or any of that. But if you feel uncomfortable singing a love song with me for a reason other than protecting me, then I will drop it and we can sing something else. But I would love to sing this song with you."

Kurt being very uncomfortable during the sex ed lessons from miss holiday

Sam actively asking her for resources of queer sex

Kurt panicking and thinking Sam is asking for right now and not just because he wants to be prepared for the future so he can make kurt’s first time special if they get there

“I’m not ready for that”

“Oh, babe, I know. And that’s okay. I dont’ expect you to be ready today or tomorrow or even anytime soon. I just want to make sure I know what I’m doing, so that when or if we ever do have sex… I can make it special or you”

Okay, so why would the santana and karofsky thing happen in this? Would it just be because she wants to pull the jock vote? Is it just for the beard thing? How does she not turn the entire glee club against her? Did she still make him apologize to Kurt and the rest of the Glee club? How does Sam react to Santana dating Karofksy?

Oh, fuck it, none of that matters. Karofksy will just run with someone else, it’s just simpler that way.

Rachel could still ask Sam to go to prom with her “because obviously you can’t go with Kurt since you’re not out” You know, because she’s awful.

[julietasgf]

I'll answer more calmly all later but when I saw your reply I realized I forgot to add my new hc of how Marcus and Sejanus meet in the latam AU (although it could also serve to some extent in canon) 😔😔

So I started to ramble on about certain details of that great moment of gentleness between Sejanus and Marcus and I was like ok putting snow on someone's finger to get them uninjured is a bit unusual knowledge for a child and more so if they were so young. I'm sorry I've never seen snow but I'm sure if I lived in a place with snow at that age I and many other kids probably would have eaten it instead of using it that way so I came to the conclusion that Marcus' parents, well mother, I don't know I always visualized him as the son of a single mother IDK, but his mother probably had some knowledge in traditional medicine -huesera, like those ladies who know all about tea and herbs and ointments and move arms and weists😝

So Baby Marcus from a young age had some knowledge on how to take care of small injuries BUT WELL. What I thought for the latam au was; Imagine Baby Sejanus gets sick and they take him to the doctor and give him all kinds of treatments but nothing seems to work and Vesta is heartbroken but won't give up so even though she had to fight with Strabo (not much because he ended up giving in because that's his son and well it wouldn't hurt to try even if he feel untrust about these things but Vesta yelled at him and threatened him a little so he stopped arguing quickly, pls "Vesta DONT ask me the divorced 😭" "🙄") Vesta starts looking for alternatives and that's when someone from her neighbors tells her about Marcus' mother and she goes and asks for help

And they start treating baby Sejanus who actually gets better!!!! but here's the thing :)) because baby Marcus helped his mom maybe with little things like watching Sejanus while he was napping or changing his pañuelo to bring his temperature down (while Vesta and Marcus' mommy become friends <3 and support each other with Marcus' mommy comforting Vesta and giving her encouragement and I'm sure Vesta would bring her bread and candy and probably made a principle payment for Sejanus treatment).

But I kinda see Sejanus was with fever and very tired the first days and Marcus didn't get a chance to talk to him well and was very curious to meet him, wondering all the time who he was and then one day baby Sejanus wakes up and their eyes meet and 😳

And that's it hahaha, wait for my proper response to your reply later

AAAAAAAAAAAAAAA I LOVE THIS SO SO SO MUCH 😭😭😭

I've read some works on ao3 that have marcus' mom as a doctor on D2, and I think that to be really sweet; I've also never seen snow in my life, but I agree lmao 😭 and I also agree, in my head it's is already canon he's the kid of a single mother. and LOVE the idea of marcus' mom knowing about traditional med (here we call these ladies benzedeiras, it's common in small towns for when children are sick for moms to take them for these ladies to pray and give them teas and herbs)

strabo is extremely skeptical, he's that kind of guy who just doesn't believe in anything, but he was willing to spend any amount of money to get bby sejanus healthy again. and still, nothing is working, and he's already running out of ideas; vesta was letting him have control of the situation, but she was getting more and more desperate (that's her baby, she can't lose him like that), and then it comes to the point she grows so impatient and stands by the fact that NOW she's going to decide which doctor they would get sejanus to, and she already settled her mind on asking marcus' mom over. and of course they fight, bc strabo thinks it's such a waste of time to invite this lady over because "these are just plants, it won't make him better", but in the end, he gives in (the divorce threat made me laugh 😭 that's what he deserves). and vesta grew up in a small village, she saw plenty of times her sisters being sick and getting better because of this kind of treatment, so she at least have to try.

BBY MARCUS GOING TO HELP HIS MOM IS JUST SO ADORABLE, and his mom is apologizing to vesta because she didn't want to bother but she promises marcus is a good kid, and vesta not only is absolutely okay with it, but she spoils marcus so much, giving him all kind of treats and sweets (at the end of the day marcus and his mama come back home with a bowl with vesta's homemade dulce de leche). and when his mom and vesta are chatting, and his mom is comforting her saying everything will be okay, he's watching sejanus. and when marcus is caring for sejanus, he sometimes talks to sejanus, muttering stuff like "just get good already, your ma is worried about you" and "and you get better, maybe we can play together, you have really fancy toys". and vesta promises marcus that once sejanus gets better, they can play together ("but mrs. plinth, what if he doesn't want to play with me?" "he WILL, it's not a matter of choice").

the moment sejanus finally wakes up and sees marcus in his room omg 🥹 and they stand there in silence for a while, until marcus finally opens his mouth to say that sejanus has the biggest brown eyes he have ever seen, and sejanus is like "...thanks? I guess?" but blushing so hard. and then there's the whole moment of vesta crying so hard and hugging sejanus and thanking on her knees to marcus' mama. she turns to marcus and promises him he'll ALWAYS be welcome on their house. but marcus doesn't come back until sejanus goes after him to knock on his door and ask him to go to his house to play and watch tv with him after school.

(I'm actually obsessed with this, tysm bc this will probably live in my mind rent free for the next weeks 😭)

[bonefall]

how does the fire scene play out in your redux?

Had a whole thing written out and Tumblr crashed and deleted my post again :/ take 2

The Fire Scene's one of those things that, because of a bunch of my reduxes, can't exist the way that it does in canon.

Adopted kits are valued just as much as regular kits ergo she can't have a reverse psychology "Ok fine kill them it won't hurt me" moment. The Queen's Rights also means that she did not have a social obligation to reveal the father of her kits (though many cats in the clan will think it was a dick move she didn't tell Bramble)

But I do need to preserve Ashfur's motivation that he's scorned by her rejecting him. It's important that he wants to possess and hurt her because he is an incel... though, I do want to weave in something about the "Kin of your Kin" prophecy reaching him and adding an element that they should be dead because their power could threaten ThunderClan (which is from my Villain Thornclaw AU, and imo a much better motivation behind the Fire Scene in general. Especially since it connects thematically to The Broken Code.)

Fragments, rough outline:

-I'm going to change the logistics a bit; Squirrelflight is trying to push a tree down for the Three to climb up. Ashfur interrupts this action

-"My quarrel is with you!" They brawl here, Ash wants to force her to watch her kids die

-I'm thinking she lets loose the secret to disarm him for a moment, "ok. kill them. they aren't my kits so i dont care" "Wait-- what? Wait! No you're lying you turned around go go back into th-" SQUILF KICKKK

-Maybe she even kicked him so hard she launched him into the tree, knocking it over. Girlboss. let my cats do anime battles

-This is when the three start coming up the tree, but Ash obviously is trying to stop that. Lionblaze gets to run up and slap his bald head

-Lion can have a moment here, if it's fitting, that he isn't capable of killing Ash and feels ashamed of his monstrous powers. He was his mentor-- in this rewrite, a mentor is emotionally like another parent. He's overwhelmed by hurt, betrayal, and thinks back to all the things Ashfur did that hurt him

-In general I really need to hammer out what their mentor/apprentice dynamic was like, and how it affected Lionblaze's personality. Thinking about it now, it's super important for this scene

-hmm... maybe I can tie the prophecy-motivation back in here, and have THIS be the moment where they logically work out Leafpool is their parent. "They aren't Squilf's kits, BUT Lionblaze obviously has star powers, so they must be Kin of Firestar's Kin through someone else! Ergo the only logical choice is LEAFPOOL"

-but like... y'know, less smartly worded.

-Anyway Ashfur runs. This is also the last story beat in Hollyleaf's Po3 arc; the last betrayal she can take before she begins her villain descent.

Post-Fire Consequences:

-Ashfur... he can't just walk off scot free, in any case, Firestar or Bramblestar (depending on if Firestar is dead yet) wouldn't let an attempted murderer stay in the Clan

-Maybe Hollyleaf kills him purely out of revenge? For how he hurt his mom, his brother, how he threatened his family. she deserves a lil revenge tbhhh

-Maybe Firestar died somewhere else during the fire and killing Ashfur right now could look like part of the same murder. Especially since Fire could have "black fur" in his claws too because Breezepelt does it. (tfw you and your evil half-bro are drowning two guys in the same creek and there's an awkward silence /j)

-When Brambleclaw/star finds out, he's upset that Squilf lied to him. That's understandable. If he's -Star by this point, he demotes her as deputy immediately because he can no longer trust her and she helped conceal a crime.

-ThunderClan is NOT completely in favor of this. Opinions are super mixed; some agree that a leader has to be able to trust their deputy. Others say Squilf was upholding the warrior code by protecting the kits. Others think it's fair for Bramble to be mad, but that Squilf was the best choice for a deputy and his personal anger is clouding his decision (a sign of a bad leader)

-Overall though, Bramble's reputation takes the larger hit here. The Thistle Law-leaning supporters who don't respect the Queen's Rights didn't like Squirrelflight politically to begin with.

-Also this is the beginning of the end of Bramblesquirrel in my rewrite. She never gets back with him romantically after how he acts in Bonefall OotS, though she does, briefly, consider it in Squirrelflight's Horror. (I think the title of that redux says everything about how 'Great' of an idea that is.)

So In Conclusion

This is the second-to-last major conflict of Bonefall Po3 before we end the arc and go to Bonefall OotS, and the widely accepted end of the Power Era as Inter-Clan political relationships sour, with no proper Fire Alone leadership to smooth tensions.

I would like to have one final Clan battle after the Fire Scene to set that up, after which Hollyleaf vanishes into the tunnels. If I was renaming the books of each arc (which I haven't yet just because none of my outlines are truly detailed enough yet to really outline 6 individual books), Sunrise would become Cruel Season.

In Cruel Season, we also get the birth of Jayfeather's kits, adopted by Lionblaze in a parallel to Leafpool.

Feel free to leave suggestions and feedback on parts that are good, and what's not working about this. It's still WIP territory.

[thedisablednaturalist]

I spent all my spoons today cleaning. I got all my laundry baskets out of common areas, put all my clothes away folded and organized, and put some clothes in a box for donations. I had vacuumed most of the house save for the dining area and kitchen where my parents were even though it was hurting my hands. I've also been feeling faint bc I haven't eaten in a while and beginning 3 hours before dinner my mom gives me shit about eating and I didn't have any reserves left hidden in my room.

So I go with the vacuum to finish cleaning and open the gate (we have gates to each room to herd the dogs) and immediately my mom is freaking out bc I'm "letting the dogs out". I wasn't. Her screaming at me however startled me and I accidentally knocked over a pill bottle onto the ground which then further sent her into a fit of anger confusing me. This was while I was trying to close the gate as her yelling made me think that was the priority. Literally her screaming caused me to not see the pill bottle being picked up by one of the dogs. I thought her further yelling was bc I had almost knocked over the treat bin trying to figure out what the hell i was doing wrong. And she wasn't yelling anything helpful btw, just yelling at me to STOP and that im KNOCKING EVERYTHING OVER.

My dad eventually stepped in and grabbed the pill bottle and told me directly what happened and that I needed to watch where the hose was. This was much more useful to me than my mom screaming and insulting me.

When I tried telling this to my mom she told me to shut up and I said I'm done and left the room. i heard her yell that shes not giving me dinner and shes tired of being threatened?? I never threatened her??? I just said im not going to do it if shes going to yell at me. Thats not a threat thats me using boundaries.

So now im hiding in my room feeling faint and confused and overwhelmed. I hate that she's using food to control me. Whenever I try to go get food or cook something she gets mad and tells me I don't eat her dinner bc I want to only eat takeout and waste my money. She thinks that everytime i don't eat dinner i sneak out and get takeout somehow?? No i literally just starve in my room and eat after she's gone to bed if I haven't passed out by then (she stays up late).

And my dad says i cant be yelling at her bc it sets her off but most of the time im not I do have a loud voice and sometimes i raise it when shes yelling because im trying to defend myself and im frustrated and i dont handle being yelled at well. She is always the one to raise her voice first. But apparently im just supposed to be quiet and accept her yelling and insults and horrible words. I try to walk away but that just pisses her off and shes come in my room and screamed at me before which causes me to panic and scream at her to get out. Like i know im traumatized and i cant just suppress that panicked reaction when faced with the source of it.

I hate the way she treats me and makes me feel like im just a spoiled adult teenager bullying their poor mother and i have all this guilt and self loathing. But then when I tell my friends what happened they get super disgusted and upset and i see how mothers are depicted in media and i see my friends mothers who arent also abusive and i see the differences clearly.

[mydarllinglover]

SafeHouse || Five

Previous

"Wait, so basically, you want me to leave my Brother and his friends alone, to hang around with you lot and "act like a Slytherin" just to piss them off?" I raised my eyebrows "Ha, Ha funny joke, thank you very much for wasting my time but i'll be off now-" I said about to get up and leave, but was stopped.

"Weasley, you will do it or else" Malfoy threatened

"Or else what? if this is how you guys get girls to hang out with you? no wonder the only one who clings to you is Pansy, you really need to work on your gentleman skills"

"You know we can make your life at Hogwarts miserable, right?" Nott told me as he squat down, resting his elbows on his knees, to look me in the eyes

"Oh dont worry, another minute in here and you will have sealed the deal, I'll have nightmares for the rest of my life just looking at your faces"

"Whats Weasley doing in the boys dorms?" Zabini asked

"I heard Weasley's first kiss was a house elf" Nott joined in

"I heard Weasley was secretly dating Goyle"

"you three are a bunch of mean girls, oh my god" I said

"I heard Weasley spent the last few years in Azkaban"

"I heard Weasley was sent away at birth, because her parents didn't want her"

"I heard Weasley was really half goblin"

"I heard Weasley was only friends with Potter for his riches"

"What-No I'm not!" I protested

                                                               

"back to the matter at hand, Rumours can ruin just about anyone, especially around the certain crowd, and we have a big influence on The students at Hogwarts and what they believe, so make things easier for yourself and agree" Malfoy said, with an air of authority

"You really think i'm that scared of a few rumours, nice try, I've been dealing with them since I got here, besides, I thought you all hate me for being a supposed blood traitor, whatever that means" I crossed my arms over my chest

"Yes, well we all make sacrifices, and you're close to potty and weasel-" Theo said

"Hey! thats as much an insult to me as well as him you know!" I argued back

"Does Your brother really know why your home?" Malfoy asked me

"what?" I snapped my eyes up to look at him, I could feel my cheeks glowing red and my arms loosing from the criss cross

"What would happen if he and everyone else found out the real reason you left, sorry I mean got thrown out of Beauxbatons" He raised an eyebrow, knowing he had finally caught my attention

"Malfoy, no! you can't, how did you even, you wouldn't" I gasped

"I have my sources, Weasley, now agree if you dont want your little secret spilled"

I looked around the room,  by the looks of it, Malfoy had told Zabini and Nott, thats if he actually knew and wasn't just bluffing, but I couldn't take that chance, dropping my head to stare at the floor in defeat "fine" I whispered

"What was that?" Nott had put his hand to his ear

"I said fine" I said a little louder

"Brilliant, lets go get dinner, I'm starving" Draco stretched, being mindful of his arm and they went to walk out.

Nott grabbed my wrists and pulled me up before putting his arm over my shoulder, I didn't have the energy to shrug it off though.

Before we went down the stairs I went to sprint to the girls dormitories but was unsuccessful with Nott's hold on me and Crabbe had returned to block the way

"tut tut, Weasley, its dinner, you dont want to miss that, anymore" Draco  mocked.

I dreaded it when we got to the Great Hall, My cheeks instantly blushed when i looked over to the Gryffindor table and caught all my siblings and Harry & Hermione looking at me in confusion to be with not only Malfoy but Zabini, Crabbe and Goyle but Theodore Notts arm around my shoulders, I was hoping that they could see the pleading look in my eyes and realise that I didn't like this but all I could see on my twins face was hurt and anger, even Fred and George looked annoyed.

"Cheer up Weasley, theres Pie!" Nott cheered as we sat down at the Slytherin table, me sandwiched between Nott and Goyle, Malfoy and Zabini sitting opposite and Crabbe next to Goyle.

I just sat there, staring at my plate, feeling miserable for myself ignoring Nott who had started piling food on to his plate and mine

"Eat up, Weasley" He patted my back hard.

I continued to stare at the food as they delved into conversations about Quidditch and the game coming up Saturday, Slytherin vs Gryffindor, until Malfoy and Zabini revealed that Slytherin had decided to swap with Hufflepuff due to their seeker having an injured arm but really it was because they didn't want to play in the horrible weather.

I hadn't said a word the rest of the night, it felt like a weight was lifted from my chest when I went to bed and could sleep this horrible day away.

It was Friday, the day before Gryffindor Vs Hufflepuff and I was sat in Defence Against the Dark Arts, next to Hermione.

I had got to the Classroom extra early just to avoid the Slytherin boys, I don't think I could cope being sat next to, either Nott, Malfoy or Zabini for another class.

Ron was sat on his own at a desk as Harry hadn't shown up, he refused to even acknowledge me and instead moped at his desk.

I was surprised when Professor Snape had been the one teaching the class today, I was curious to know what had happened to Lupin but bit my tongue, knowing Snape wouldn't have the patience for my questions.

It was Ten minutes into the lesson when Harry had dashed inside.

"Sorry im late, Professor Lupin, I- he finally looked up to realise that Lupin wasn't here at all, but actually it was Snape, bless him, I was getting second hand embarrassment just watching.

"This lesson began ten minutes ago, Potter, so I think we'll make it ten points from Gryffindor. Sit down" But of course the bloody idiot didn't.

"Wheres Professor Lupin?" Harry had voiced my question

"He says he is feeling too ill to teach today?" Snape said with a smile, kinda strange if you ask me "I believe I told you to sit down?"

And yet he still decided not to move

"Harry, just sit down!" I told him, having a hard time keeping my mouth shut.

I was shocked when he actually listened but I knew he wasn't finished with his questions

"I am very capable of handling my students, Weasley!" Snape snapped at me, making me shrink in my seat

"Whats wrong with him?" Harry had asked instead of just shutting up

"Nothing life-threatening, five more points from Gryffindor, and if you ask another question it will be fifty" Harry had decided to save his house by not saying anything further

"As I was saying before Potter interrupted, Professor Lupin has not left any records of the topics you have covered so far-"

"Please, Sir, we've done Boggarts, Red Caps, Kappas and Grindylows," Hermione rushed out from beside me "and we're just about to start-"

"Be quiet" Snape cut her off coldly "I did not ask for information. I was merely commenting on Professor Lupin's lack of organisation."

"He's the best Defence Against the Dark Arts teacher we've ever had" A boy from Gryffindor, I'm pretty sure was Dean Thomas had said boldy, the other Gryffindors and myself agreed, and this seemed to piss the old slime ball right off, it was all over his face, awe we must of touched a nerve.

"You are easily satisfied. Lupin is hardly over-taxing you - I would expect first years to be able to deal with Red Caps and Grindylows. Today we shall discuss- he paused to flip the book "Werewolfs"

Malfoy mockingly howled like a wolf, The Slytherin boys laughed.

"But, sir, We're not supposed to do werewolves yet, we're due to start hinkypunks-" Hermione burst

"Miss Granger, I was under the impression that I was taking this lesson, not you-

"Well then teach us what we're supposed to learn, oh wise Professor, or you might as well bugger off back to the dungeons and 'Mione can teach it, I'm sure I can speak for the majority of us when I say we will learn a whole lot more, and better" I spat, having enough of him disrespecting my friends and acting like he was on his high horse.

"Miss Weasley, I hope you have no plans for the rest of this week, as you will be spending it in detention, am I understood?" Snape curled his lip as he said this, I could just feel the Slytherin boys eyes drilling into the back of my skull

"Eye eye cap'n" I saluted, that man doesn't even know how much he just saved my arse and helped me get out of being with them.

"Now, all of you, turn to Page three hundred and ninety-four Now!"

"Which of you can tell me how we distinguish between the werewolf and the true wolf?" Snape asked the class

Everyone sat in silence, except Hermione, who shot her hand up in the air so fast, I thought she was going to take my ear off

"Anyone?" Snape asked, completely ignoring Hermione

"Oh this is just cruel" I mumbled

Snapes creepy smile was back "Are you telling me that Professor Lupin hasn't even taught you the basic distinction between-"

"We told you" said another Gryffindor, but I wasn't sure of her name  "we haven't got as far as werewolves yet, we're still on-"

"Silence!" Snape barked, making me jump an inch in the air "Well, well, well, I never thought I'd meet a third-year class who wouldn't even recognise a werewolf when they saw one. I shall make  point of informing Professor Dumbledore how very behind you all are ..."

"Please, Sir" Hermione practically begged "The werewolf differs from the true wolf in several small ways. The snout  of the werewolf-

"That is the second time you have spoken out of turn,  Miss Granger, Five more points from Gryffindor for being an insufferable know-it-all."

I watched as my friend had gone bright red and her eyes pooling with tears, before I could say anything back, Ron had said loudly "You asked us a question and she knows the answer! Why ask if you dont want to be told?"

"Detention, Weasley, Maybe the both of you can learn some manners and how to properly behave inside of the classroom then" He said snidely as he looked at me and my brother.

We sat in silence for the rest of the class, letting the over grown bully win this round.

"Very poorly explained ... that is incorrect, the Kappa is more commonly found in Magnolia ... Professor Lupin gave this eight out of ten? I wouldn't have given it three ..." Snape said as he examined the work we had been doing for Lupin.

"correct me if im wrong, but im sure he taught potions, as he's not good enough for this one?" I whispered to Hermione, who bit her tongue to hold in a laugh.

When the bell rang I was ready to thank Merlin but obviously we were not that fortunate as the slime ball held us back

"You will each write an essay, to be handed in to me, on the ways you recognise and kill werewolves. I want two rolls of parchment on the subject, and I want them by Monday morning. It is time somebody took this class in hand. Miss Weasley and Mr Weasley, stay behind, we need to arrange your detentions."

Everyone else had left the classroom, leaving only Snape, Ron and I.

Snape went into detail about our horrific and unjustified detentions for a solid Five minutes, throughout the whole time Ron didn't even take a single glance at me, he was seriously getting on my nerves with his bad temper.

After Snape dismissed us, Ron marched out the room, leaving me to jog a bit to at least try and catch up to him.

"Ron!" I called his name out in the hall when he joined Harry and Hermione "Ron, will you just listen to what I  have to say!"

"Piss off, Keira" He snapped before storming off with Hermione in tow, trying to calm him down.

Harry lingered back a bit, offering me a sympathetic look then soon followed them, I watched their backs disappear around the corner, my shoulders dropping.

"Detention for the next three days, huh? do you really find my handsome face that hard to resist you seek out ways to stay away from us" Nott teased as he draped an arm over my shoulders and steered us in the direction of the dungeons.

"Oh Theodore, you Pronounced heinous wrong, and no, I did not get them just to give me a reason to stay away from you, I was sticking up for my friend , that was just a bonus" I grinned up at him and patted his cheek "ta ta Nott"

Before any of them could stop me I ran to the Library to start my studying on Werewolves, I didn't even care if I looked dumb.

•

"Weasley" Draco drawled as I walked into the Slytherin common room and headed for the girls dormitories to get ready for my detention with Snape and Ron.

"No, I'm busy" I said, not even bothering to look towards the group and rushed out of sight so I could get changed for my detention, in a pair of baggy pyjama bottoms and one of my brothers old t-shirts, that drowned me in the fabric.

Clever thinking Keira, cause now I could jump right into bed without disturbing the others.

I then ran back down stairs, after reaching the bottom of the stairs I doubled over to catch my breath, I really needed to start working out more.

"She's back!" Theodore cheered

"Still busy" I said as I tied my hair up in a pony tail and sped walked back out of the Slytherin common room before I was any later than I already was.

•

"Ron, please talk to me, this would be a lot easier if you weren't ignoring me!" I whined at my brother for the Forth time in the last two hours

"Shut up, Keira" he snapped, continuing to scrub a bedpan

"I don't actually know why you're mad at me, by the way, so I have no clue how I can make it up to you if I don't know what I did"

"you serious- are you for real- do you ever think"

"yes, actually, I do!"

"Pha, okay, nice one"

"Will you stop! I just want us to be alright again, please Ron" I dropped the bedpan I had been scrubbing, to show how serious I was.

"just get on with it so we can leave" He said in a final tone, and didn't say a word for the rest of the detention.

Luckily the Common room was empty by the time I had got there so I could easily pass out in my bed.

•

"I am not going!" I crossed my arms over my chest "I don't like quidditch, and its cold, and the weather is horrible"

"Then be sure to wrap up warm" Draco said flatly

"Aw, is the Malfoy brat not used to hearing the word No? see it means I'm not going to do what you say just because you told me, here it is again, ready? No!"

"I hate you all" I groaned, huddling up closer to Zabini under the umbrella in order not to get soaked in the rain, Nott and Malfoy sharing one next to us

"Look theres Potter!" Nott pointed him out causing him to look in our direction, the three of them laughed and jeered at him, but I tried offering him a comforting smile

"Hi Harry, Good luck!" I shouted to him, him blushing and mumbling a thanks in return

"You know, you could at least act like you're a Slytherin" Zabini told me

"Did you see how he blushed, where's my camera when I need it, that was adorable" Nott laughed "Why was he blushing like that?"

"I dont know, But Ron did mention how he didn't shut up talking about me when I said I was gonna kiss him" I thought out loud "What? stop looking at me like that! I wasn't actual- holy gargoyles, who is that?" I pointed at one of the Hufflepuff players he was tall and extremely handsome with chiselled features, dark hair, and bright grey eyes.

He was perfect in every way

"Him? Thats Cedric Diggory, Hufflepuffs seeker" Malfoy said

"He's all looks but no brains" Nott said

"He's the love of my life" I sighed "Oh my god! he just looked in our way, hows my hair, is there something on my face?" I freaked out

"He was probably looking at Draco and Blaise because they are on the Slytherin Quidditch team" Nott rolled his eyes.

"I thought you said you liked Wood" Malfoy said

"Hush Malfoy, No, not since he kicked me out of the Gryffindor practise cause he thought I would rat out their plays" I mumbled the rest and rolled my eyes

"I thought you didn't like Quidditch, why would you go to their practise?" Zabini asked

"Shush, the games starting" I hushed him and stared at the Pitch

"No its n-

"Shh".

•

"See, Diggory is obviously more fitter, but I dont know, that Scottish accent gets me excited"

"Right!" I slapped Theodore's arm and agreed "and the way he's so passionate about the sport"

"Will you two shut up!" Malfoy shouted at us over the howling winds

I had no idea what was going on and who was winning, and I didn't care, the only interesting thing was just Hermione casting a spell on Harry's glasses so he could see in the rain, yeah, that was it.

I was soaked from the rain, my hair a mess from the wind and I could barely feel my hands.

"Can they just hurry up already! I wanna go in-

"Woah, look!" Theodore cut me off to point at Harry who had slipped on his broom, falling down a few feet, he seemed to have regained control, Diggory speeding on his tail, he noticed the  snitch and sped for it, and thats when they came.

Hundreds of Dementors surrounded the pitch, everything freezing over, it was like they were absorbing happiness, i felt even colder on the inside.

The Dementors swarmed Harry and suddenly he was falling to the ground, I couldn't focus on anything but Harry's body plummeting, And then he hit the ground. Ron and Hermione had already ran to him as well as the other quidditch players and teachers, I went to run to him but was stopped by Malfoy

"Get off me!" I barked at him, ripping my arm out of his grip and legged it.

I felt awkward in the hospital wing, like I shouldn't be here, should I be here? I counted Harry as one of my friends, but maybe I was just his best friends twin sister to him, not to mention I was the only Slytherin in a room full of Gryffindors.

We gathered around his bed looking over him,  I was stood next to Hermione and George, Harry was still unconscious.

"Lucky the ground was so soft"

"I thought he was dead for sure"

"But he didn't even break his glasses" I saw the slight winces and Movements of Harry as he was gaining consciousness

"That was the scariest thing I've ever seen in my life"

"Guys, shut up, Harry's waking up" I cut off their whispering 

"Harry!" Fred had said "How're you feeling?"

"What happened?" Harry asked, and sat up so fast I could tell I wasn't the only one who got hit with worry

"You fell off, Must've been - what - fifty feet?" Fred told him

"We thought you died" Alicia, who had introduced herself and the rest of the team to me, had said

I heard Hermione make a small squeaky noise, I quickly put my hand on her shoulder to calm her, I dont really know if it helped but I didn't really know what else to do.

"But the match, What happened? Are we having a replay?"

No one answered his question, I didn't simply because I didn't know what happened.

"We didn't- lose?"

"Diggory got the snitch" George sighed " Just after you fell. He didn't realise what happened. When he looked back and saw you on the ground, he tried to call it off. Wanted a re-match. But they won fair and square ... even Wood admits it"

"Where is Wood?"

"Still in the showers" Said Fred " we think he's trying to drown himself" I Turned my head so fast to look at my brother in shock, I thought I gave myself whiplash, at how casual he said that

"Should someone go check on him?!" I asked him, but he just shrugged his shoulders

"C'mon, Harry, you've never missed the Snitch before"

"There had to be to be one time you didn't get it" George followed Fred in trying to cheer him up

"It's not over yet, We lost by a hundred points, right? so if Hufflepuff lose to Ravenclaw and we beat Ravenclaw and Slytherin ..."

"Hufflepuff'll have to lose by at least two hundred points" George said.

"But if they beat Ravenclaw..."

"No way, Ravenclaw are too good. But if Slytherin lose against Hufflepuff..."

"It all depends on the points - a margin of a hundred points either way-"

As they were all discussing the points and how they could possibly have a chance of winning, I watched Harry lay there in silence, and my heart hurt for him, he probably felt like this was all his fault, I wish there was something that I or all of us could do to make this better for him.

I dont even think he knew about his broom yet.

Eventually Madam Pomfrey kicked us out so Harry could rest.

"We'll come and see you later" Fred reassured him "Don't beat yourself up, Harry, You're still the best seeker we've ever had"

"Yeah, Harry, I dont even know whats happening half the time but from what I could tell, your brilliant" I smiled at him before following the rest out, except for Ron and Hermione, I chose to leave as, one, I thought we all were, and two because I guessed he would probably want time alone with his best friends.

"So, is the boy who lived...alive?" Theodore asked me, when I walked into the Slytherin Common room, trailing water and mud behind me, filch would hang me by my wrists if he saw.

"Yeah, He's awake, Ron and Hermione's with them" I waved them off and then walked up to the dorms to get changed and warm up, readying myself for my second detention in a row.

Next

[deelovesbooks]

911 s7 finale liveblog!

the amount of anxiety im feeling cannot be healthy rn

omg omg omg ok ow i just stimmed too hard and hurt my hand

oh man chris :(((((((

oh shit oh shit okay yeah chris called the grandparents

mara :(((((

lmao i called that the shocked diaz parents was seeing kim

ohhhh Athena

ooooooooooooooooh Athena maam thats a bad idea thena put the gun away

i dont like this lady im suspicious fr

Maddie Han 😍

yeah in danger from you

oh is that the Prayer book eddies holding?

ok its very tense but im loving the teamwork connecting the dots. also love how up in eachothers buisness the 118+ fam is. Sketchy call from athena? better call chim

oh buck and eddie sitting in bobbys room :(

lmao that 911 nba commercial startled me i was so confused

Athena miss maam leave this man alone

i still cannot believe that we get Angela fuckin basset on our weewoo show

Aw Amir

if thats not bobby fucking waking up and fighting the intubation im gonna lose it

the fact that buck is in the same shirt for the bucktommy date as he is in the hospital rn is the only thing holding me together bc if bobby died they wouldnt have the date right?

[also jesus christ why are there so many fuckin medication commercials? america are u ok?]

lmao Athena bout to start her own fire

lmao amir and athena about even now? sorry i threatened u here let me save ur life pls dont press charges lol

BOBBY!!!

OH THANK GOD ok i can untense now lol

"god i hope so" THOMAS

[ok was that just my stream or was there a weird cut edit during their conversation?]

ok yeah hes 13 he should have some choice but also hes 13. have him stay with like hen and karen or even buck for little bit if he needs space not in another state!!

Awwwwwww grant-nash family :')

please excuse me while i go cry :(((

I CALLED IT!!!! MADEY THE COUPLE YOU ARE!!

amir :')

yes bobby accept ur a hero

oh thank god we were wrong its bobby n

NO FUCKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKK

IN THE MIDDLE OF MY SENTENCE SAYING IT WASNT HIM

FUCK FUCK FUCK SHIT GOT DAMN

i legit threw my glasses off my face onto my desk the viceral reaction i had to that motherfuckers face

i- fuck. thats the only thing i got. fuck.

there was only a minute left i assumed the angst and bittersweet part would be chris leaving and ya know he grant-nashs not having a house but then

we knew. we all as a fandom knew that it wasnt just a coincidence that gerrard was at the medal ceremony. i had hoped that it would be one of those instances where fandom read to much into it and thought about it way harder than the actual writers like what usually happens but no.

fuck

[trashbins-stuff]

bin can handle it!! (except for the one time it cant) (ttc fan fanfic)

heads up: this work have angst, attempted murder, attempted suicide, actual suicide, and blood please dont read if it triggers you <3 also this is a 5+1 things (>v0) also i know bin should have die immediately but can u rlly blame a guy for wanting to romanticize his death? THIS IS HOW I COPE WITH MY DEATH U CANT TELL SOMEONE HOW TO GRIEF ESPICALLY WHEN THEY'RE GRIEFING THEMSELVES WAAAAAAA

"i can handle it!!"

"its doable!!"

"fuck it we balllll"

--

1.

Bin wipes the tear off his face, his dad had already stop banging on the door forever ago, probably off watching sport or something, Bin couldn't stop crying, whenever he thought he had calm down, another wave of sadness wash over him and he's wet again.

His mom sit across the mattress, Bin didn't want to talk to her, she'll say its his fault.

And maybe it was.

His dad isn't entirely at fault here. He's trying his best, Bin did too, but he guess it wasn't enough, his dad wouldn't chase him up here if it did, threatening to kill him and all that.

Even when his mom bought a bunch of books on parenting, he's the only one who even reads them, he didn't even plan on having kids, he was just bored.

But that's okay, so what if his dad tried to kill him and his mom was rarely ever there? that's okay!! Bin can handle a bit of loneliness, he have friends!! And his cousin sometime too!! Bin can manage this.

He stand up and unlock the door, repeating "I'm sorry, ba" like a mantra in his head.

2.

The four of them have been sticking together like glue in the entirety of elementary school.

Bin, Puffball Keychain, Baggy and Fluffy Carpet, that is.

They made craft together, they played the same game, Bin and Carpet raves over Melanie Martinez, hanging out in the school cafeteria afterschool, making up their own version of stories and songs they find in textbooks, the usual.

Bin thought it'll stay that way when they go to middle school.

It didn't.

For Carpet, they went to a different school, didn't have a choice.

For Puffball Keychain, too much had happen, didn't want to remember.

For Baggy, it's complicated, didn't know who we are.

That night, Bin cried and wept.

"Your personality is annoying, if you won't change, no one would want to be friend with you"

"I agree with her, sorry"

All those god damn EIGHT YEARS meant NOTHING to them, Pk have been there since 1st grade, sure, she abandon fem once in 2nd grade to hang out with Carpet and Baggy but that's seven years ago.

And Baggy were the nicest one, the kind one, and even she get tired of Bin, fey miss going to her house, they would play together with her cousin.

Now they barely look at each other.

And Bin was lonely.

But that's alright, Bin can still make new friends!! It's not the end of the world!! Fey can always start a new!! Bin can get through this.

And Bin met a new friend, Bin play more of the therapist role then best friends usually but that was fine, if it keep this friendship afloat, fey will do anything.

3.

Bin cried in class, she couldn't handle the bullying, the teasing, the isolation, she was EIGHT for frog's sake!! Would it kill them to be nice to her? She couldn't stop crying, through her wet glances, she can see her bullies staring back at her, and then one them spoke.

"Crocodile tears"

Bin feel something broke, she isn't sure what but she realized.

It's a dog-eat-dog world out there and if she want to survive, she's gonna need some mask and a tough persona. Bin can get use to this.

After years of kids leaving and joining the class, Bin found herself enjoy talking to a few kids, they still treat her differently but as long as they tolerate her, it was enough.

4.

Bin feel ugly, a bit on physical but mostly mentally, it didn't like when people commented on it's efforts.

"Your hair look like a bird nest, when was the last time you brush it?" they'll touch its hair without its consent and try to brush it, its hurts like its scalp is going to be ripped out in any minutes.

"Your a female, why are your hand writing worse than all the boys?" it was trying its best, it put so much time writing and making it look legible, and this is the thanks it get? Tch, figures.

"..bla bla bla..."

It didn't want to change, it didn't like how they look at it, there's always something that separate it form other people, that wall have been there since forever. No one needed it, no one wanted it.

It didn't want itself either.

It never asked to be here, it never looked forward to it's existent. But Bin fix this.

Over years it thinks, Bin start to love parts of itself that it had previously hate, Bin start to feel a bit better. But what is it even-?

5.

Bin couldn't tell, if the kid died from bashing their head or the stab wound. Either way they're laying on the kitchen floor, looking at the lights above, not from heaven-they just have a long lightbulb in their kitchen.

They roll their head back to look at their other self, Bin immediately look away, after staring for a second or two, their gaze went back to the lights.

Bin walk to the chair and turn on the tv.

Leaving the kid to bleed out and die.

Leaving Bin to bleed out and die.

A year later, a soaking wet Bin was walking to it's bedroom, it was it's cousin birthday today, but its not time to eat yet. It walk in and its eye turn left.

Bin found the same kid with the fan's string tied around their neck.

They couldn't even get a proper rope.

Bin couldn't even get a proper rope.

"We gotta stop meeting like this"

"..."

The kid stood up and walk away, leaving Bin alone in it's bedroom

--

1.

With a thud, Bin fall down on the cold hard floor in Galaxy Journal's lab.

He wasn't the best person, he had done a lot of wrongs, he had done a lot of rights too, maybe he'll end up in purgatory, or are we all clotted in the same afterlife? like Journal said, or will he be reincarnated? or maybe there's nothing after death at all.

He doesn't know, and that scare him a little.

A part of her still hopes, a part of her still hope that maybe, just maybe, Journal would burst through that door any second now and fix her up. Or if it's too late, she still hopes that someone-anyone! would kick down that dammed door and hold her, hold her tight.

Her death would have looked cuter in someone's arm.

She want to be held, one last time.

The door didn't even budge.

So (So)

Instead (Instead)

It's (It's)

Gonna (Gonna)

Die (Die)

As (As)

Lonely (Lonely)

As (As)

It (It)

Felt (Felt)

Last (Right)

Night (Now)

But at least Journal's lab have a very nice ceiling.

And the maggots will surely enjoy my rotten flesh.

Classic Bin, always so silly, but i fear your positivity will not save you this time.

Bin took it's last breath in the dark lab, alone.

Becoming as cold as the blood-covered floor below it.

The cassette tape sits on the table, it contain words contradicting what Bin have said the night before.

And the lab fell silent once more.

Bin might have ended it all right then and there.

But the Earth will keep on spinning.

And tomorrow will be a brand new day.

"Remember Me".

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A/N: Haiiii this is the end, i hope u enjoy it!! htis is my first fic so plz go easy on me,,,<3 thanks for reading :3

Also all the things that happen to bin may or may not actually happen irl hehe-

words count: 1,244

[borathae]

chapter 15

Can’t you like it for me?” he says with big puppy eyes.

You look away.

“You’re being emotionally manipulative here.” shut up girl im loving u too much i cant

“You are playing with fire here, Bunny. Try not to burn yourself”, you grumble.

He chuckles and pecks your cheek.

“I like the burn”, he rasps against the shell of your ear, turning to the front afterwards.

SHUT UP IM CANT TAKE IT. try not to lose your shit challenge- mission failed successfully

He treated you so goddamn fucking well that sometimes you still felt the urge to punch him in the face and run away jk in the corner, i'll take that as a compliment

Lately the latter have become more and more. YAY

“Hey kiddo. How are you doing?” he says in a surprisingly deep voice for such a small frame. me with felix and taehyung

“for half a million bucks I expect to have the painter constantly working on it in a metal cage in the middle of my living room or something.” - ........ - a few bystanders had heard you and were now looking at you with weird eyes. SHUT UP THATS SOO ME except my voice would be low and nobody would hear but could be loud too cuz universe makes it louder at times when u dont want anyone to hear shit

although he was stressed and exhausted he never once smelled of alcohol. AHHHH IM SO PROUD OF HIM *gives a big ass hug and a smooch

WHY DOES NERO'S SHOULDERS LOOK FAMILIAR TO HER AND WHY DOES SHE LOOK FAMILIAR TO HIM AHHH STOP I HATE IT THIS CHAPTER IS A ROLLERCOASTER

again a fluffy moment after the tense thank you, her threatening to buy green and purple pillows PLZ that sounds like me trying to threaten my parents by telling them im gonna marry a cat crazy dude

“I’m not asking for it. I am very much anti punishment uwu i love this stupid noodle

He swallows heavily, “a-are we going to make out now?” he asks, grasping for your hips. he is such a cute and horny noodle pls and no u are about to cringe for the rest of your office time

FUCK GET YOURSELF A MAN WHO CAN FIGHT FOR YOU IMMEDIATELY

“don’t say that what the hell my cock twitched.”

“I am not going to apologize because I am way too turned on to care.”

He looks from side to side with the tip of his nose rosy.

“What’s with the sudden horniness oh my god?”

“It’s just that I never really saw you work before and it’s kinda doing things to me.” SAME HERE IM FEELING IM WATCHING SOME HOT CEO FROM KDRAMA BUT EVEN BETTER AAAAH

It makes his ass cheeks tense up and forces a quiet whimper from between his lips. SHUT UP SHUT UP HOW AM I SUPPOSED TO MOVE ON FROM THIS MOVE ON WITH MY DAILY LIFE????? VANESSA HOW AM I SUPPOSED TO LIVE LAUGH LOVE IN THESE SITAUTIONS ??

I REPEAT HOW AM I SUPPOSED TO LIVE LAUGH LOVE IN THESE SITUATIONS??? JIWOO SOUNDS SIERIOUS OH SHIT NOW SHE KNOWS AAAH

WHY IS SHE CONNECTING THE DOTS SOMETIMES CHARACTERS SHOULD BE DUMB PLEASEEEE also why is there a group of people surrounding kook??? 👀

the whole thing was soo tense i sweated through my shirt now im a stinky kid -_- BUT WE LOVED IT the emotions was captured soo well and he was supportive yet very unsupportive if your brain's going haywire with an anxiety/panic attack

Twirling him threw him straight into subspace. *insert meme i hope i dont fall, her: twirls him kook : oh no mommy

the mom is sweet AND I CANT STAND THE DAD UGHHH

i prayed for her to not go to the mirror AND SHE DID NOO its really the worst thing to do during a panic attack :(

that was soo scary even i felt the uncontrollable demons while reading and thanks it ended on a good note and it was cute.

anyways i wish her a great day next morning(tho the story has ended) cuz them muscles be hurting like a bitch oof

Me reading through all your reactions:

hahahahha I love how you went on an emotional rollercoaster with this chapter jfdjsf also you quoting so many parts is my weakness hehehe thank you so much for doing that

BROORORORO THE TWIRLING PART WAS THE ONE OF THE FIRST TIMES I WENT "oh fuck i have a mommy kink" LIKE IDK IF YOU GUYS KNOW BUT AAOL WAS MY MOMMY KINK AWAKENING FADSFAHH