#and was directed at her like i think u might be blah blah blah

[foolishjellyfish]

Feelin like i keep saying the Wrong Thing lately and its so exhausting??? How do I keep saying shit that’s so badly articulated that the meaning I communicate is just Not what the original intention is...

[peachycherie]

3am quick little scenario that I might delete cuz idk what I’m saying when I’m tired, anyways imagine neteyam’s or lo’ak’s mate that has a dirty mind/always making dirty jokes

Small example:

"are u tired of being so short? … let me put a few inches in u"

And at first they don’t know how to react, but eventually they brush it off, since it’s just harmless jokes, sometimes they’ll laugh telling u to shut up or knock it off, other times they give u a weird look like "🤨ain’t no way u just said that" but one day the whole sully family tags along with jake to hunt for dinner, neyiri’s idea as she said something along the lines of wanting to spent more time as a family since her kids are never home throughout the day and blah blah whatever u get the point.

Anyways, so jake and y/n is having a little father in law/daughter in law moment, he’s teaching her how to hunt, "that’s it, nice and slow y/n take ur time." Jake says while she tries to adjust her pulled back aimed arrow, her cheeks lightly glow from his words taking them into a different context, but it goes unnoticeable to all the sullys, neyiri sat on ur far right holding tuk while watching, the rest stayed on ur far left, jake right behind u, y/n lets go of the arrow and bam! a clean kill on her first try, it’s some kinda big ass fish, right? rightt? And then jake goes "atta girl, such a quick little learner" with a ruffle to her hair as he goes to get the fish, THATS ALL IT TOOK she couldn’t keep it together, she turns her head in the direction where lo’ak, neteyam, and kiri watched from and she wasn’t blushing no, no, no, MISS GURL IS GLOWING LITERALLY GLOWING! It’s so bad she looks like she gon start to cry from embarrassment, and it’s so painfully noticeable to all 3 sullys, they knew exactly what was going through ur head, their dad- no, ur father in law- it was so funny to kiri that she almost choke from holding back on her laughs. u quickly put ur head down ashame of ur dirty mind making u think that way for no reason, but his word choice just sounded so- no, u can’t blame jake for ur perverted mind. ur mate is in complete shock, but all he can do is find it funny as well, kiri couldn’t hold it back any longer as soon she started laughing, so did the other two, leaving neyiri, jake, and tuk confused as u kept ur head helded low with the bright glow still painting ur face, all 3 of them will tease u for this moment the rest of the day.

[primewritessmut]

Fucking around with a prompt I saw for Malevolent but have repurposed for SpideyPool bc I have brain rot. (Ugh. Save me.)

Wade Wilson is a mercenary that works for The Organization (very ominous) and he completes missions with the help of a handler. A comms person in his ear feeding him intel and keeping him in line. He's recently been assigned a new handler.

/scene start/

“Take a left at the next street, then an immediate right.”

A muscle in Wade’s shoulder blade twitches as the voice crackles into his ear. This new comms guy is fine, but he’s still not used to hearing someone that isn’t Cable on the line. Wade and Cable had an understanding that this new guy wouldn’t know anything about.

It’s the height of fucking absurdity that Wade is just supposed to roll with some noob rattling instructions into his ear. He and Cable had trust. Namely, Cable trusted that Wade would do the most unhinged thing possible in any given situation and Wade trusted that Cable would be able to get him out of it.

There’s no trust with what’s-his-face. Her face. Their face?

Wade doesn’t fucking know and that’s the whole point. He’d put effort into making sure that he and Cable could work together flawlessly. Yeah, Cable hadn’t exactly been ecstatic that Wade had stalked enthusiastically followed Cable for a year, but that was just business sometimes.

Now Wade has to start all over again. Fuck th—

“Left. Now.”

Wade cranks the bike to the left, putting his foot down as the back end fishtails him around the arc and he can gun it down the alley.

“Right. Now.”

Wade skids again, the back wheel clipping the corner of the building and nearly dumping him onto his face.

“Your other right. Christ.”

“Well,” Wade grunts, muscling the bike back into balance. “Guess I’m takin’ a shortcut.”

The only response is a cute little growl followed by the sounds of frantic key tapping and aggressive paper shuffling.

That’s more like it.

Wade can’t have his new handler letting the title go to their head. No one handles Wade.

Wade is unhandleable.

“U-turn at the next light. Aim for Benton Street.”

“Sure thing, Siri.”

The traffic light switches to green just as Wade shoots out of the alley. He cuts behind a older model truck running the intersection then banks the motorcycle hard, nearly dumping it before coaxing it into a half-circle.

“Benton, Benton, Benton,” Wade mutters to himself, eyes scanning the street signs.

“Between the Starbucks and the hair salon.”

The tires on the bike grab just as that corporate green and white mermaid catches Wade’s eye. He eases off the throttle to get the bike pointed in the right direction, then cranks it back again, speeding between coffee and coifs.

“Where to now, Google Maps?”

Wade is pretty sure that’s the sound of teeth grinding. It puts a little smile on his face, and he has to use most of his willpower not to wiggle in the seat. He does wiggle a little though because he’s not a puritan.

Cable would have given Wade a stern talking to by this point, reminded Wade that he’s doing this for the greater good, that he needs to protect everyone else in the organization by not getting caught, scolded him for leaving a weapon at the scene.

blah blah blah

yada yada yada

He might actually be able to get behind a comms runner that doesn’t sit in his ear like Jiminy Fucking Cricket and judge him the whole time. That’s the ticket. He needs to think about this like being freed from oppression. The next time he wants to take a tooth as a trophy or de-glove somebody’s hand before killing them, there won’t be anyone to say no.

“Duck.”

“Wha—?”

A hot line of pain sears across the outside of Wade’s shoulder and he looks down to see blood oozing from a bullet wound, dripping down the sleeve of his leather jacket. Well… not his leather jacket.

“I just stole this jacket,” he whines.

“DUCK, asshole,” the voice barks in his ear and Wade is leaning over the handlebars, knees gripped tight to the gas tank, before his brain can even process the words.

Ungh.

Okay.

A bullet shatters a shop window to Wade’s left and he quickly readjusts his perspective.

If Wade’s new comms guy can get him out of this alive, he might be willing to give it a chance.

After all, he usually pays $1.99 a minute to get someone to talk to him like that.

[retrosofa]

Let’s have a look at Mahou no Mako-chan episodes 14 to 26!

Episode 14: This episode is absolutely insane. Mako nearly gets run over by Akira, who’s currently a truck driver for the Tomida construction company. He gives her a package and asks if she could deliver it to Tomiko. Mako agrees but is a little sad because she thinks Akira might have feelings for Tomiko. However, it’s revealed the package actually contains all of the letters Tomiko wrote to Akira. He didn’t even open them! Tomiko is beside herself. (I crack up every time I watch this scene. He was so unbelievably shitty for that. I don’t know why but they made Akira such a fuckboy in this episode.)

Tomiko blames all of this on Mako, insisting Akira must be in love her. She starts rumors about Mako and Akira throughout the school which travels into the neighborhood. Urashima gets so pissed he slaps Mako and stops talking to her. Then Mako gets kicked out of school! It’s all so wild. Mako leaves for uh... days (?) looking for Akira to prove her innocence. At one point she runs into Tomiko, who tells her that Akira has committed suicide. Mako believes it at first but then remembers he would never do such a thing. Mako finally finds Akira again, who gives her a flower. The episode ends with Urashima apologizing to Mako for being a total shithead.Total insanity. Is it weird I really like this episode? The way everyone treats Mako is completely horrible but it’s a very entertaining episode.

This episode marks the last time the Tomiko-Akira-Mako love triangle is brought up, which I think is disappointing. Also, this is the last time we see Akira until like... episode 40-something.

Episode 15: Unmemorable episode. Mako meets two men who want to start their own band.

Episode 16: The principal’s daughter, Yuriko, comes back from France with a proposal to enforce expensive uniforms at Karatachi Academy. Mako and her classmates reject the idea. At one point Mako is suspended but still comes to school (as a form of protest). Tomiko snitches on her and Urashima slaps Mako for her disobedience again. God, he sucks so bad. Yuriko and the principal eventually give in after the students continue protesting.

This episode is okay. It’s nice seeing Mako and her friends organize against the school and also support their teacher (he’s put on leave at one point due his students objecting to the uniforms). Urashima continues to be the worst character in the entire series. This is the third time he has hit Mako! Old bastard. Amusingly, Shinya Takahashi handled the animation for the beginning and end of the episode but was not the actual animation director.

Episode 17: The star baseball player of Karatachi Academy, Tsudo, is in poor health and doesn’t have much longer to live. Mako finds out he’s been receiving letters from a mysterious girl named “Yukiko” who he considers his girlfriend. One night Mako claims to be Yukiko to give Tsudo some sort of peace before he dies. But Tsudo knows she’s lying, because Yukiko doesn’t exist. It turns out he’s been writing those letters to himself out of loneliness.

What a twist! I actually really love this episode but Fumio Eto’s godawful animating skills really take away from it. It’s so well written and directed but the visuals just falls flat. They really should’ve had a more talented animator handle this one. Oh well.

Episode 18: Mako meets a boy at the pool and it turns out he works for Tomiko’s family. Tomiko gets jealous and starts shit. Blah, blah, blah. The animation for this episode is really rough looking. Not much else to say.

Episode 19: Mako’s wealthy classmate Miyuki has recently stopped going to school and now hangs out with a motorcycle gang. It turns out her parents have gone bankrupt and left her behind. Mako tries to reason with Miyuki but nothing gets through to her. With nowhere else to go and no family to turn to, Miyuki takes one last motorcycle ride and commits suicide.

This episode starts out pretty light hearted with a subplot about Urashima’s pet monkey, Kiiko, sneaking off to play with Miyuki and then it turns into a serious teen drama. The ending still takes me back every time I watch it.

Episode 20: Oh boy, was this a stinker. Taro and Jiro’s aunt wants to be a flight attendant because the man she loves is a pilot. HOWEVER! She has bad eyesight and “can never be a flight attendant.” Lol What? Do you really need perfect eye-sight to be a flight attendant?

Episode 21: The school janitor's daughter is visiting from Brazil. There’s only one problem: he’s been lying to her, claiming to be the principal of Karatachi Academy. Mako and her friends convince the real principal to keep the lie going for his daughter’s visit.

This episode isn’t great. There isn’t much conflict until the very end, when Tomiko’s mother nearly outs the janitor. It’s actually a pretty boring episode. Also what kind of morals are they trying to teach here?

Episode 22: Mako receives a letter from an unknown sender inviting her to a forest near Mt. Fuji. It turns out the letter was from a mysterious boy wants Mako’s help with protecting a large cedar tree. A construction crew has been destroying the forest and they’re planning on taking down the cedar tree next.

The boy is later revealed to be the fairy of the forest and knew that Mako was a mermaid who had a magical pendant. They get into an interesting argument about trusting mankind and Mako ends up lending him her pendant. Unfortunately it doesn’t help and the construction crew cuts down the tree. The fairy disappears and leaves behind Mako’s pendant.

I absolutely love this episode. Visually, it’s just downright gorgeous. The backgrounds of the countryside are beautifully done and Shinya Takahashi’s character animation is top notch here. Yoshinori Kanada even did some key animation for this episode. This is also probably one of the few episodes where Taro and Jiro aren’t annoying or feel shoehorned in.

It was cool seeing Mako interact with another supernatural being, something that unfortunately doesn’t happen again until the end of the series. I also really liked that the fairy was depicted as some random bug-eyed little boy.

Episode 23: Twin hi-jinks! Mako meets a girl named Minori who looks almost exactly like her. Minori’s grandfather is arranging for her to get married but she only wants to be with a mysterious man who saved her little sister’s life sometime ago. Mako sympathizes with Minori and offers to help her out.

This episode is cute. Mako brings up Akira again, which is refreshing. Continuity! Yay! Fumio Eto handled this episode, so it looks like shitty but not as shitty as usual. That’s a good sign, right?

Episode 24: Mako’s school needs a copy of her family’s registry, but she obviously doesn’t have one. Things take a super dramatic turn when Tomiko’s mother suggests sending Mako off to a specialist so she can cure her “amnesia.” Mako’s father eventually pops in and saves the day.

I had a bit of a problem understanding this episode, but at one point Bancho and his friend attempt arson? I think they were trying to destroy some official documents to help Mako out. I’m not sure.

Also at one point Bancho mentions having an older sister. She never appears in the series but gets brought up again in a later episode. Just something I thought was worth mentioning. Personally, I wish she would’ve made a formal appearance.

Episode 25: Mako, Taro, Jiro, Kumagoro and a young boy must find a new home for a group of monkeys whose natural habitat is threatened. Not much to say about this one. It drags on and there’s not even a real conclusion. Boring.

Episode 26: Prince Hans of Escalia is smitten by Mako and insists on spending the day with her. There are a lot of funny shenanigans here, with Mako’s father and the old sea crone worrying about Mako’s lack of etiquette. This episode is a typical “Roman Holiday” type of story but it’s cute! Hans speaks German and teaches Mako some words and sayings throughout their date. One phrase he can bring himself to translate is “Ich liebe dich.”

There’s a lot of fun animation techniques used here. Definitely a must-see episode.

[boyakishantriage]

A hand trailed the water, the boat's five other passengers staring in curiosity as she declared.

"Hawaii's that direction."

She pointed east, looking up at the stars.

"... Huh. Weird."

"What is? And why'd U do that??"

She looked at the girl.

"Checking the waters."

"Why? Worried there's fish piss."

"no, but, there's a coral reef on Hawaii's east."

"... Ok?"

"And we left west."

"..."

"The warm water from the east of Hawaii went to the west side of the island."

"are we not-"

"if I walk into a pull door I know is pull, but it's push. Wouldn't it be weird?"

"... Yes?"

"Well, we left in the pull side. The water says we left on the push."

"Nothing?"

"How do you know that!"

"You spend a couple centuries travelling with Polynesians, you'd pick up some skills too."

"Polynesians?"

"many islands. People who figure out where they are by currents, y'know. Coral reefs are generally leaking warm water. Uhm, star. That's the northern star. That's the southern cross and whatever the fuck that star's called that determined south-"

Arms pointing opposite along the the two polarities. She then asks.

"So?"

"Hawaii's east. Is that way. Water and trip says it's that way. But, the stars say we're along the equator. Do I need to explain more?"

"... How do you know you're not wrong?"

"You're supposed to use the stars, water and clouds to figure where you are. But they all say seperate things. Each support each other."

"... So. Where are we?"

"Let me tell you a story. According to myth. Legend. There were Leviathans. Giant sentient gods of sorts, thrown into the void. Blah blah blah. Lotsa myth has them."

"... Ok?"

The water beneath them rippled.

"I was in that void for a couple decades. And now, go back inside."

She'd traced blood along her arm, drawing characters along it.

"Why? And what-"

"calligraphy, I ain't the best. But I think that's a seal?"

"seal?"

"magic seal. Y'know, let's you do a spell?"

"... Magic?"

"surprisingly, I'm not actually uhh. Jasmine. My name's Triage."

"..."

"Yes, like the criminal who's destroyed countries or whatever."

"But-"

"Yeah, surprisingly, I don't really murder people for no reason. Y'know? Logically speaking, why would I? Ooh, they're dead. Now what? I have to-"

She trailed off, the boat rocking as it moved back. An anchor of heavy ice embedded itself into whatever it was.

"Get inside. NOW."

A cloak had appeared around her, metal armour forming from her skin as she drew a sword.

"WHAT THE FU-"

Tumbling down the wave, the woman roaring as she thrusts the weapon forward. A loud roar as whatever it was hissed in pain.

"I AM TRIAGE, QUEEN, DEVOURER, KILLER OF LEVIATHANS, HEROES, GODS AND VOID. HEED MY CALL OR BE EATEN YOU OVER GROWN LANKY VINE!"

It recoiled, a booming wave hissing.

"I am Oceania, queen of the deeps and god of the depths. You dare-"

"FUCK YEAH I DARE YOU OVER GROWN VINE. NOW SURRENDER OR BE DEVOURERED!!"

She might as well had been a mouse compared to a blue whale, towering over her. The large snake laughed. Hissing as she growled.

"ALRIGHT, DIE!"

She jumped off the boat, and...

[pixla]

Love letter

Tommy Slater x nb!reader

Summary: you find an anonymous love letter and assume it’s from Kurt

Word count: 1.4K

Warnings: confession, fluff, kissing, (light) drug use, very undedited (tell me if there’s anymore)

(Btw cindy and Tommy are not and have not dated in this au)

You look down at the cream envelope in your hands. You had found it tucked under your pillow after returning from the mess hall for dinner.

You smile giddily to yourself, tearing open the seal of the envelope carefully. Your mind flutters with the image of a familiar face as you read the words that were written about you.

Alice walked over to your bunk leaning over the piece of paper you held on your hands. She scoffed, sitting beside you, causing the bed to creak. “Is that a fucking love letter?! Who the fuck still writes love letters over the age of Twelve?!”

“Hey!” You ellbow her in the side to shut her up. “I actually find it quite sweet.”

“Shut up and read it all ready! I wanna know what this little stalker you have has to say about you.” Alice whined.

You began.

“I don’t really know how to start this letter but I really need to get this off my chest. Y/N, you are so fucking perfect. I remember the first time you introduced yourself to me. I think about the way you looked at me that day. The way your-“

“blah blah blah.” Alice interrupted. “This is surprisingly really fucking boring, just get to the good shit!”

You groaned. “If you feel the same way, you’ll know who this is from.”

“Ooooooo.” Alice whistled. “Wellllll, who do you think it is?!”

You stared at her with a particular look that set off a switch in her brain as it finally clicked. “KURT?! Shit! I mean it makes sense..”

“There’s nobody else it could be, right? I always catch him staring and he’ll take any opportunity to talk to me so I guess it has to be him.” You hypothesise.

“Well, what are you gonna do about it, you gonna try and get in his pants?” Alice half jokes, raising her eyebrow at you.

“I don’t know, I always thought he was kind of a dick but this letter, this letter is different.”

“Welp, whatever you think.” Alice said, shrugging her shoulders, not judging you at all.

—

You awoke to the feeling of someone’s hand on your shoulder, shaking you. You jump slightly only to realise it was Alice, of course it was Alice. “Wake up sleepy head, you’re gonna miss the most important meal of the day!” She said sarcastically.

Pulling your body from the bed, you sat there arching your back, cracking it as you yawned. “Fuck I feel like slept for the entire summer.”

“You practically did, I thought you were dead it was so hard to wake you up.”

You both chuckle as you quickly slip into a pair denim shorts, paring it with the white tank you were already wearing.

“Sooo.” Alice began as you both walked in the direction of the mess haul. “About this ‘Kurt’ guy.”

You sighed, rubbing your temples as you had completely forgotten about the whole secret admirer situation. “Idk, I guess I’ll just confront him?”

“What no way,” she snickered, “you’ve gotta be subtle. Flirt! Play with your hair like in the movies even!”

Walking into the haul, Arnie immediately walks up to the both of you, swinging his arm around Alice. “Soo, Y/N I’ve heard about this mystery lover boy of yours hmmm..”

You roll your eyes at Alice who’s wearing a guilty grin over the fact that she’s basically already told half of the camp.

“Y’know, I think it might be Gary.” Arnie says with zero sarcasm.

After grabbing breakfast, you follow Alice and Arnie over to a table situated on the right, in the back of the haul where Cindy Berman, Tommy Slater, Joan and Gary sit.

You sit yourself down next to Tommy smiling at him before dropping your food tray on the table next to his. He looks at you, “so um, Y/N, any uh le- I mean-“ He stumbles over his words slightly running his fingers through his hair.

You look over at Alice immediately. “Really, him too?”

She raises her hands. “Uh! No actually!”

You look at Tommy confused, about to question him before Arnie raises his hand in defeat. “No, um that was me actually.” You sigh, somehow not surprised. Everyone laughs including Joan despite her probably being too high to even know what was going on.

—

You sat on the edge of your bed contemplating to yourself. “Okay, fuck it! Tonight I’m gonna make my move on kurt.

“Got fucking finally.” Alice groans, jumping onto her bed, sighing.

“You know tonight at the bonfire, I’m just gonna go over to him and just tell him how I feel!” You say standing up in revelation.

“Well better get yourself all dolled up and pretty for little old kurt, the suns already starting to fall.” Alice smirks.

—

Strutting from your cabin, you feel like a whole new person, confident and ready to finally confront your feelings.

You look around as you near the bonfire, looking for kurt. You spot him in a large group of people, typical for someone as popular as him.

You walk in Kurt’s direction, looking at him as he laughs and jokes with his circle of friends as he takes sips from the coke can he’s holding. “Hey kurt.” He turns to you. “Oh hey Y/N…um what you up to?” He laughs awkwardly. You brush a loose strand of hair from your face. “So I got your letter… I thought what you wrote was super, like super sweet and I think I feel the same way.”

He laughs confused looking back at his friends, signalling to them that he’ll only be a second. “yeah I don’t know about any letter.” Your face drops as he looks at you as though you're insane. “But like if you're looking to y’know I could probably free up my schedule I don’t know, um maybe tomorrow?”

Your face drops. “Yeah…nevermind...” You U turn in the opposite direction as Kurt shrugs your strange behaviour off, redirecting his attention back to his friends.

You walk back to Alice and your group of friends with fear shining bright in your eyes. You grap Alice’s shoulder pulling her out of her conversation with Arnie and Joan.

“Yo what’s wrong?!” She questions as you pull her away. “Wrong. Fucking. Guy.”

“Wait so it’s not Kurt? Then who the fuck is it?” She asks just as confused as you.

You ponder for a second and then it hits you. Tommy. Fucking. Slater. “Where’s Tommy?” You ask Alice hastily, grabbing her shoulder again.

“Um I don’t know, he said he was going to the outhouse, why do you need to know anyways?!” Alice stood there stunned as you ran off before you answer any of her questions.

How could you possibly be so stupid. It was always him. It was so obvious. Out of anyone it was always him who would come to your aid, to help you when you got stuck with cleaning the mess haul or outhouse. Or when you seemed down, he would always be the first after Alice to ask what was wrong.

Running as fast as you could, you prayed that he’d forgive you. Your mind was occupied when you failed to notice a pothole that hooked your foot causing you to tumble to the ground. “Fuck!” You look down at your now muddied hands.

“Hey are you okay?” You look up.

“Tommy?”

He smiles, holding a hand out to you, helping lift your weight. “I’m so, so sorry Tommy. I should’ve known it was you but I was too stupid to realise.” You begged, praying he wouldn’t hate you.

“Hey, hey don’t say that about yourself. This was all my fault, I shouldn’t of left you that cryptic note like I pussy, I should’ve just told you.” He looked at you. “I hope you can forgive me.”

You reached your hand up, grabbing the collar of his shirt, pulling him in. Breaking the distance, you brought your lips together in a kiss. “I really like you Tommy.” You say softly between kisses. He snakes his arm around you waist pulling you in closer, “you are so perfect.”

[louseegoosey]

Y’ALL

Storytime. Gulp.

A little backstory first: I’ve been trying not to lift for the past few months bc the aid I get from the gvmnt has gotten a little better and I’ve been able to manage without needing to (I’m a needs-based lifter). BUT I got diagnosed with a new condition a couple months ago caused my entire diet to change, so a lot of the groceries I used to buy (which were cheaper) I can’t eat anymore. I now have to buy specialty items (gluten-free, dairy-free, no onions and garlic in sauces blah blah blah) which are WAY more expensive. It’s hitting my budget in a major way and unfortunately, I need to start lifting again, at least for the time being.

So, I go to a store I’ve lifted from a million times. I know the layout, I know the workers, I could draw you a map of where the cameras are, I know the best aisles to conceal in, and where the blind spots are. It’s comfortable. This is MY store. My goal is to get a specific pricier item, let’s call it chocolate. There are a lot of variations of this item, the pricier more decadent chocolates and the much cheaper Her$heyz bar. I actually prefer a more middle of the road type item, say Gh!r@rdelli. So I’m looking for the ghirajelly and they’re completely OUT. I’m like fuckfuckfuck. That means the only option left is the grande queen wizard of chocolates.

Now, I may have been deeply impoverished a couple years ago and went hog wild scooping up these queen wizard chocolates. The store may have gotten wise to me and started keeping them behind a display case. Ofc once I stopped jacking them, they put them back out. BUT I still don’t want to get these bc if I do, I’m setting off little alarm bells. They might think, oh shit, the chocolate bandit is at it again! But I really REALLY need it. It’s imperative to my survival rn. So I bite the bullet and I grab them.

I follow the rest of my regular routine (I know people say not to get into a routine, change it up, don’t be predictable, I know, I know) and it’s going well. I conceal in record time while looking totally chill and normal, absolutely no one saw me, and completely out of sight of cameras. I’m feeling like this might be one of my best lifts from this store. So I head toward check out.

I usually do self-checkout but I had to use an actual check out lane today. I’m chatting with the cashier, it’s all super chill. And THEN, as I’m passing all points of purchase, I see this guy I’ve never seen before walk out from behind this sectioned off area for employees only and he looks right at me, dead in the eyes. And he does not look happy. He’s not wearing the uniform, he’s dressed plainclothes, and he’s kind of a gangly thing. He speed walks ahead of me and suddenly I get really scared and panicky, and I almost turn around and go to the bathroom. But I steady myself and remind myself how kickass I was today when concealing and forge ahead (don’t look sus). I walk out and there’s no problems. He went in the entirely opposite direction of me. I don’t know if he was trying to get my plate number or something? But I thought I saw him turn around and go back inside (not sure). So it really could be as simple as dude has a resting bitch face, forgot something in his car, and ran back out to get it real quick. Or he was annoyed bc he was supposed to already have left work and he was running late. I truly don’t know, but this is the first time I’ve felt genuinely scared in this store and I fucking hate that.

So, not a caught story, just a reminder to keep your eyes open, kids. It could all go south at any moment. Don’t get comfortable, even at your ‘safe’ places. Something new can always happen, u can be surprised at any time.

Stay safe,

Goose

[tiktaalic]

(regarding your addition to the bi Cas post, since u said it was fine to talk to u directly) I get where you're coming from but like. Show me an instance where Cas has shown interest (sexual or romantic) for any MAN other than Dean.

...yeah. I think we have to take into account how little the show cared about Cas and his desires except for when it affected Dean (him loving Dean and being fiercely protective of the Winchesters as a result gives him purpose as a character for most of his run on the show until Jack shows up)

So like. I don't see Cas as not being interested in women so much as the show never let there be anyone else but Dean for him, except for Meg very early on. Cas being freaked out about having sex with the sex worker might have more to do with the fact that he's never done anything sexual before and being pressured by Dean into doing something he's clearly not comfortable with yet. Hannah was a literal Cas mirror and her purpose on the story was to highlight Cas' commitment to Dean at that point, he's obviously not attracted to her but that doesn't make anyone any less bi??? Also. Meg was a huge part of Cas' life and he did talk about her in flowery, romantic ways, he literally kissed her and was protective of her also, but people choose to ignore it bc nah the angel is gay he's SO gay. Bc bi people are what? Lmao. Anyway. Would love to read your input on this.

I mean if we take into account out of show forces where do u stop taking them into account yknow. Do you take into account mark pedowitz’s getting on Twitter post 9.03 to say that neither dean nor cas being attracted to men is in the cards or is being written But Keep Watching To See! Because if we’re working on out of show forces (writers don’t care about cas enough to give him a love interest) the out of show force that comes to mind is that many many many people wrote cas where the punchline was LOL he acts gay. And im sure many many many of those people didn’t think that it made him gay but that it made him a cringe straight guy but that’s not how it comes off lol. And megstiel is so . Sjdjdjdbf. Bc again it’s not well we thought this would be an interesting direction for these two characters who’d grown close blah blah blah it was. We gotta straighten that angel out STAT. S7 megstiel doesn’t read as cas in love w Meg to me it reads as cas getting his mouth filter removed and being more openly affectionate w people he cares about in general. And then once he’s back to normal he’s like :( guys we can’t let my friend Meg die :( we gotta go rescue her :( and then they do and she dies and it’s never mentioned ever again. Which you can argue is just bad writing etc but all of supernatural is bad writing and everyone’s Point at which they stop trying to spin bad supernatural plots into gold is different. It looks like your argument is “well he could have been uncomfortable with women for reasons that ARENT him being gay which doesn’t prove with 100% certainty that he is gay” but saying. Cas is bi him having sex with women + having nuanced fleshed out reasons for having the chemistry of a dead fish with women on screen just isn’t relevant to dean’s journey is not a convincing argument to me at all.

Also btw when I say you can msg me to clarify I didn’t mean with a long screed over anon over the intricacies of which headcanon is Right I meant like. Dm-ing me to say hey the way you phrased x is kind of ambiguous can you clear that up for me?

[phoebehalliwell]

Paige and Brendan Rowe - the half Whitelighter and the half warlock, both of them with troubled pasts, dedicating their lives to helping kids

Yes. Love the direction. + paiges initial connection to the church what with her being left there at birth + brendan being like. hella religious. idk they could fleabag it? there aren't that many options like. like that man really loved god man like. loved god enough to ditch a 1999 shannen doherty. insane. but like. like if we ditched the priest line and maybe he's just a good christian boy who like helps run their little christian horse camp and obvi he plays guitar bc those men always do. helps a kid at social services and paige is initially skeptical bc she's like please don't be a jesus freak who like preys on the vulnerable to indoctrine them into ur religion but the guy does not bring up christ our lord and savior once and paige comments on that bc she's like hey. ur not like most of the church people we get here. and brendan shrugs and he's like i think there's a path for everyone you know if he's meant to find religion he will but if he doesn't god will love him just the same but like. there's no point trying to change what is. we all end up where we're meant to be. Which Is Paige's Philosophy. and paige is immediately like so we're meant to be having this conversation? and brendan smiles and he's like yeah and paige is like the big man tell you why? and he's like no. but all is revealed in time. anyways later that episode they're doing something warlock warlock blah blah blah and brendan is Directly involved and brendans like. i think i know why we were destined to meet. this becomes a leitmotif in their relationships brendan saves paige at some point she's like hmm im starting to guess why we might have been destined to meet when brendan gets down on one knee and proposes he's like paige. i know why were destined to meet. will u marry me.

[je-will-4ever-shine]

Compilations on why Jelsa will be really fond of eo. / what Jelsa will be fond of eo.

#1 Jack's sarcastic and ready to defend personality

Why Elsa will like this... Is because she's usually not expressive with her thoughts and feelings, to be short she's reserved. And because of this i know that she will like and appreciate Jack's sassy and sarcastic behaviour. Sometimes we see that in pressuring situations Elsa can't help but become quite silent about it. While she does in other times defend herself and help herself go through it. She doesn't really do this often which lowkey sucks (not like i mean that she needs to be more expressive blah blah blah-) cause this just means that majority of times she's not honest with herself. But on the other hand,,, we have Jack who's not afraid to speak what's on his mind and is always ready to defend himself! Most importantly he does this in fairly terms. Jack wouldn't act like this if you were not being an ass to him or whatever. In conclusion if anyone was being a jerk or a jerk treating her in a sh*tty way. Jack can be there and would def defend her or just interact with that jerk with his sarcasm. Noww... U might be thinking this "what about Anna?? She's always ready to defend her sister!" thats true! But sometimes she gets too bold and doesn't really think think about the consequences on the actions that she causes trying to do that. Contrastingly Jack is vry beneficial for someone like Elsa who can protect herself but doesn't want to cause any trouble. Or someone like Elsa who still tries to be polite and well mannered when dealing this kinds of situations. We have Elsa who isn't direct with absurd and nonesense settings we also have Jack who's snarky and cheeky- but is willing to express it directly or indirectly (in this kind of settings) Ive seen on the movies that Jack is clever but most crucially is considerate and steady with other ppl's feelings and consent. He would accompany Elsa on what she's currently/rightfully feeling. Thus resulting Elsa not ever gonna feel uncomfortable around him or try to intolerate him with his actions. Because Jack always does it in the most appropriate reaction / proper approachment. And Elsa would absolutely cherish this so so much. Its a good and fair balance! *cough* *cough* more like they balance eachother good and fair😚😚💖

[thatforgottenbasilisk]

what i know about mha

from only looking at fanon content

this is thru the USJ incident bc im tired and i’ll make another post

okay so basic summary of the main plot:

midoriya is a quirkless boi until Sludge Villain blah blah blah 10-month-long-training for One for All which breaks his  b o n e s

i did see that episode and only that episode

so first day of school it opens on baku-hoe with his feet up and iida being like ‘hows about stop the FUCKING  D I S R E S P E C T’

and iida thinks midoriya knew about the rescue points, which he didnt but whatever

bakugo cursing a lot is probably not actually canon??? probably????

that said he probably does give ridiculous nicknames

so Quirk Assessment is a logical ruse by aizawa

love aizawa btw

he says the kid in last place gets expelled but not actually

midoriya breaks his finger to make a point

battle assessment with baku-hoe and midoriya

midoriya has fucking bunny ears on his costume?? bro??

something something the gauntlets go off even tho all-might said  n o

day ends blah blah blah

midoriya gets elected class prebident

he’s like ‘no??? dont do that???’

then reporters get in but it’s Actually a cover for the LoV to get in and steal the schedules for an attack on the USJ but shhhhh

iida is calm and directs classmates to safety and midoriya’s like ‘now That’s What I Call a Class Prebident’

so iida is class prebident and yaomomo (i cant spell her name i tried and now im sob) is vice presidente

then USJ which is the  t h i r d  d a y  o f  s c h o o l ?

b r o ?

our plot is moving  h e l l a  f a s t

so all-might was supposed to be there and he wasnt because he ran out of time

also midoriya has a crisis on the bus because he has friends???

so it’s just aizawa and thirteen

who the fuck is thirteen btw like they exist for one (1) event and just

never mentioned again

i think that they might have died in this attack but nobody cared to tell me

like they’re not a homeroom teacher or a first-year teacher of any kind??? whomst????????????

so the LoV warps in and everybody’s separated

our boi midoriya is sent to the Shipwreck zone with tsuyu and mineta 

(fuck mineta all my homies hate mineta)

mineta gropes tsuyu like what the fuck

so minor villains r there blah blah blah

something something AIZAWA GETS FUCKING  W R E C K E D

LIKE ONSCREEN WHAT THE FUCK

MIDORIYA CANONICALLY  S E E S  I T  WHICH MEANS  W E   SEE IT

LIKE HE GETS POUNDED INTO THE GROUND BY A FUCKING QUIRK FRANKENSTEIN

dang heart been broke so many times

all-might arrives tho it’s fine it’s fine everything’s  f i n e

he turns into small-might after defeating the LoV and the nomu but  e v e r y t h i n g  i s  f i n e

aizawa’s quirk is damaged because HIS SKULL WAS TURNED INTO FUCKING SPATTER JESUS CHRIST

he do be a mummy rn

so that’s all on the main events for this post rn (like i said im tired) but here’s some misc (there might be spoilers?????):

i know that it’s not technically canon but like erasermic’s totally canon right

like not according to “the manga” or “the anime” but it is in my heart

shiggy’s a weirdo who just. has midoriya’s picture and carries it around to show to serial killers like wtf dude

AfO is midoriya hisashi No I Do Not Accept Criticism

todoroki is my conspiracy man like bro you go with your secret lovechild theories

(ngl he’s actually smart like this is the most logical conclusion bc who’s gonna say ‘all-might gave you a legendary quirk passed on through generations and that’s why the quirks are identical and why y’all r so close’ like no you’d think that all-might had a secret kid and that’s why they have a close relationship and have the same quirk)

i also love dabihawks like hell yeah

we have an Actual Canon Trans Character??? Holy Shit??????

do you know how annoying it is to see literally the same fucking name a bunch of times but one (1) letter changes in a handful of them and u gotta be like sherlock fucking holmes like “is this a new character or a typo??? nobody fucking knows!!!”

lookin at you, shota/shoto

and you, hisashi/hizashi

and you, kirishima/kaminari

ok the last one wasnt as bad but i wanted to complain bc i got them mixed up SO MUCH at first like GOD

i only remember kaminari because calamari :(

bakugo and kirishima are like,,, a Thing, right? like canon? canon-ish? canon in our hearts?

they literally have someone named tetsutetsu tetsutetsu like i fucking give up

[visforvengeance]

Exit music (for a film)

Ｂｉｌｌｙ Ｈａｒｇｒｏｖｅ

Requested by: no one ;)

Notes: hello. here is something i’ve been working on since s3. it was originally called we hope that you choke. but i changed it literally 3 minutes ago. it’s going to be in chapters bc i couldn’t figure out how to write everything without making it an 8,000 word fic😬. the upside down doesn’t exist in this. el doesn’t have powers. ahem hopper and billie don’t die. i thought this song would fit perfectly with billy considering his dad is pretty shit. i’m procrastinating on wdywmts. i’m so sorry. i have a justin foley fic. do y’all want that shit?

Warnings: none in this chapter. i mean cursing? and vulgar language. steve being a dick. billy is maybe out of character. slight mentions of death and daddy issues.

word count: 2,072

Y/n’s POV

“Have you seen the new kid? He’s so hot! Ugh! Look at that hair!” My friend, Genesis, gushed as he walked by. He was hot, but he looked like trouble. And it was annoying how every girl swooned over him. Looks like Steve Harrington has some competition this year. “Gen, don’t you have a boyfriend?” I questioned. She rolled her green eyes and scoffed. “Alex and I are on a break, thank you very much.” I laughed at her faux annoyance.

I closed my locker door and leaned against it. “He isn’t even that hot. He’s already flirting with girls and it’s literally his first day.” Genesis hit my arm. “Can you blame him? Look at him. God, his chest is so mint! I’d give anything to get a piece of that.” I shook my head at how much my friend was thirsting over him. “Jesus, Gen. Can you keep it in your pants? You don’t even know his name.” She smirked and looked at me. “Billy Hargrove.” God, even his name sounded like he’d be a womanizer.

“I’m not even going to ask how you know that. And keep your dirty comments to yourself, Genesis.” The red-haired girl slammed her locker shut. And we began walking to first period. “Oh, don’t be such a prude, Y/N! Ever since you broke up with Steve, you’ve been a complete betty!” I rolled my eyes and scoffed. “No, I haven’t! I just don’t care for boys anymore. They’re stupid and gross.”

“Yeah, since you got your heart broken. Come on! It’s time to show him what he’s missing. Have you seen your body recently? Boys have been tripping over their feet staring at you. You just won’t give them the time of day.” Blah blah blah. She just had to bring up repressed memories of a certain tragedy.

Steve had called me over to attend the end of the year party he was having. His parents weren’t home, so he had a shit ton of alcohol for everyone. When I entered the door, I was greeted by loud music and drunken teens. I wove my way through the crowd and stood by Steve. He’d noticed me and pecked my cheek, “Hey, babe. You made it.” He sounded surprised. “I mean, yeah? Why do you sound so surprised?” He was a little drunk, so he tripped over his words a bit.

“U-usually you never come. Too busy doing your homework or whatever excuse you tell me.” Tommy H. appeared and forced his way into the conversation. “Nah, she’s too busy being a prude. Are you a virgin, Y/N? Steve usually tells me about all the girls he’s fucked, but you? He’s never even mentioned.” Before I had a chance to defend myself, Carol butted in.

“No way she’s a virgin. I heard she had a thing going on with that creep, Johnathan Byers. How’d you take it, Y/N? In the ass? Or did he pop your sweet cherry?” Steve laughed as Tommy and Carol taunted me. I scoffed. “None of your business, dipshits. And seriously, Steve? I’ve been to every one of your stupid parties. You just choose to ignore me. Like you do in school, you cast me aside. Am I not popular enough for you? Is that it? Or are you too busy ogling Nancy Wheeler?” His face scrunched in confusion. “Woah, woah, woah. Are you okay? You’re going a bit psycho. It’s not my fault no one likes you.” I scoffed at Steve’s drunken words. Of course, he’d say something like this.

The next day, Steve found out about what he had said. He tried to explain why he said what he said, but never said he was sorry and that it wasn’t true. I broke it off with him.

I shook my head, pushing the thoughts out of my mind. “I’d rather not. And what makes you think he’d go for me anyway? I don’t seem like his type.” Genesis filled the halls with laughter. “He’s been staring at you since he walked into the classroom. And not to mention, he’s coming over to you now!” What? I turned to his direction and followed until he was standing next to the desk beside me.

“Is this seat taken?” I think I underestimated his attractiveness. He was insanely hot. “U-uh no.” I stuttered out an answer. He nodded and smirked. It was science class and my partner had moved to another state. You know what that means? He’ll most likely be my partner. I don’t think I'm stable enough to handle this.

The next 60 minutes were filled with uninterested and forced conversations about physics and whether I was single or not. Thank god for the bell. Before Billy could say another thing, I rushed out of the classroom and stood by my locker, waiting for Genesis. She looked annoyed as she approached me. “Why the hell did you run off? He was obviously into you.”

I rolled my eyes as she lectured me about the blue-eyed boy’s interest in me. “I don’t want to be the first of girls who he has fucked over. I’ve had enough of that with Steve.” She frowned at my tragic outburst. “You never know! He might be different. Looks CAN be deceiving, Y/N. You have to give him a chance. It’s my dying wish!” Genesis dramatically placed her hands on her heart and head. When I deadpanned, she straightened her posture. “Come on. You don’t even have to go all the way. Just be nice to him.”

I sighed an exasperated sigh. “Fine. Fine! I’ll be nice to him. But as soon as he shows signs that he’s up to no good, I am dropping it.” Genesis excitedly jumped up and down, trapping me in a hug. “Yes! That’s all I’m asking. I just know you won’t regret it.” She declared as she wiggled her eyebrows in a suggestive manner.

Billy had shown up in my next class, and also decided to take a seat next to me. Causing a student to angrily walk to the back of the class, while she shot daggers at me as we talked. He looked at me and smiled. While the teacher taught, he started talking to me. “Hey.” Remembering what Genesis said, I turned and smiled at him. “Hi.” His eyes displayed shock, but his body remained cool. “So, you’re talking to me now?” I laughed and nodded. “I’m glad I didn’t give up on you, then.” “Hm, I’m glad too.”

We talked for majority of second period. He was quite interesting and he had a gorgeous smile. I learned that he came from California and had a sister. He made it his job to walk me to my locker and carry on the conversation we had for three periods now. As we were walking, Genesis’ ginger curls came into view as did my locker. She saw us and her eyes went wide with surprise.

I introduced the two people as I opened my locker. “Billy, this is my best friend, Genesis. Genesis, this is my new friend, Billy.” He turned to Gen and greeted her by taking her hand and placing a chaste kiss on the back of it. “Pleasure to meet you, Genesis.” My friend was astonished, as she bowed. “The pleasure is all mine.” I rolled my eyes in annoyment as Genesis continued to be dramatic.

It was now time for lunch and Billy joined us at our table. While we walked, I felt Steve’s eyes on us. Jealousy painted the features that I once adored. I returned my attention back to the two people who were happily chatting about god knows what. “So, Billy. Are you dating anyone?’ Genesis stated as she nudged my knee with her own. I nearly choked at the question as I looked at her. Thank god he didn’t notice my slight panic and carried on with his answer.

“No, not at the moment.” He chuckled at the question. “Interesting. Neither is Y/N.” I felt hot all over as Genesis exposed my relationship status to a person I barely knew. Now, Billy was full-on laughing while I sat in complete embarrassment. “Yes, and it’ll stay that way until further notice,” I said while I kicked the girl’s knee. She winced in pain and decided to back down, for now. Billy’s face faltered in disappointment. But he quickly replaced it with amusement.

“What a bummer, then.” He smiles almost sadly. “Yes. A complete bummer. I’ve been trying to get her to come out of her shell, but Steve really fucked it up for her.” Genesis said, angrily. He pulled a confused look. “Steve Harrington?” He asked. Genesis and I exchanged a look. “Yeah, you know him?” He nodded while taking a sip of his chocolate milk.

“He’s in my gym class. Real asshat, that guy. What happened between you two?” He asked, curiously. Genesis looked at me, expectantly. I sighed and rolled my eyes. “He was just a dick. He always placed his popularity and shithead friends above me.” Billy shook his head in disbelief and slight anger. “He didn’t deserve you.” Genesis perked up at that. “I’ve been saying that for centuries.” I zoned out as they both shared a common ground on how I deserved better.

Lunch was over and we had to go to fourth period. Genesis and I had gym, so Billy didn’t tag along with us. “So, he seems like absolute boyfriend material.” I shook my head. “You’re really pushing for us to date, huh?” Genesis turned to me after stretching her legs. “Uh, yes? You guys would make the perfect couple. He gives me bad boy/protective boyfriend vibes. Potential daddy issues with unconditional love for his girlfriend? Ah-mazing!”

He seemed really sweet and he was definitely the cutest. His hair seems so soft, and don’t even get me started on his smile. It makes hearts generate above my head! And his body, dear god. It seems so perfect. I’d give anything to feel his abs against my-

“You’re thinking about him, aren’t you?” Genesis nearly screamed at me. “What? No, I’m not.” She squinted at me, not believing a word I said. ‘Date. Him.’ She mouthed at me. I shook my head and turned to pay attention to my teacher’s directions.

The school day was over and I was so relieved. Gen’s dad picked her up early, so I was alone for the rest of class. I was putting my things in my locker when Billy approached me. “Did you miss me?” He asked, jokingly. I laughed and closed my locker. “I just about died without you.” I said as I placed my hand on my chest, dramatically. A slight blush creeped up on his cheeks.

He cleared his throat and regained his composure. “Are you doing anything after school?” He asked. I thought about it for a second and shook my head. “Nope. I planned I’m going straight home. Why?” He held the door open for me as we walked outside. “I was wondering if you maybe wanted to hangout?”

I giggled at his uncertainty. “Yeah, i'd like that. We could probably go to the park? And just sit in your car and talk.” He seemed so happy that I agreed. “Ok. Sounds like a plan.”

We arrived at the park and he turned his car off. I turned so I was facing him. “So. Tell me about yourself. How old is your sister?” “She’s actually my stepsister. But she’s 14. My mom died when I was 8.” I grabbed his hand and apologized. “Oh shit. I’m so sorry. That must’ve been hard to deal with.” He looked at our hands and then up at me. I released his hand and placed mine back in my lap. “It was. My dad...he’s really shitty.” Daddy issues? Wow, is my best friend God?

“Sounds fucked up. I’m sorry, again. Do you miss California?” He nodded. “A lot. But I think I’ll like it better here.” He smirked. My eyes went wide for a second and then back to normal. This boy is going to kill me.

“You know. You’re actually not so bad. I think I might take a chance on you.” He leaned back in his seat. “God, I sure hope so. You seem like a doll.” I laughed at his confidence. “Thanks, I guess.”

[kaymarie6252]

Quirkless AU Part One

Hi all! I had this idea for a quirkless AU pop into my head this week. There will be multiple parts to this, however I am not exactly sure how many parts yet. I’ll make sure to link the other parts in future posts so people can go back and read past parts. This is my first time writing something that has multiple parts to it for the bnha universe. As always, feedback is welcome! 

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The day the doctor said that Izuku did not have a quirk was one of the worst days of his life. Up until that point, Izuku had big dreams of becoming the world’s greatest hero. He would be just like All Might; saving the day with a big smile on his face. However, those dreams were crushed, trampled on with no hope of saving them, the day the doctor spoke those four words, “your son is quirkless.”

After the brief feelings of despair, for many years after that day, Izuku was in denial. He refused to believe that he would not be able to become a hero. Somewhere deep down, Izuku knew that without a quirk he would not be able to be like All Might. However, he buried those thoughts deep within himself and instead chose to believe he could still become a hero. His naivety was mocked by his fellow classmates. He was targeted by nearly every kid in his school because they knew Izuku couldn’t do much to fight back.

Despite their criticism and bullying, Izuku still chose to believe he could become a hero. This deep desire drove him to apply for the prestigious hero school, U.A. High. Izuku trained for months to prepare, often staying up late to complete ridiculously long workouts. His obsessive routine caused his mother to worry greatly about him, but Izuku could only think of one thing, passing the exam.

However, despite all of his late nights training and studying for the exam, Izuku did not pass. His dream of becoming a hero was crushed and he finally had to accept that fact. All of his fears, sadness, and despair that he had shoved deep down inside himself the day the doctor said he was quirkless exploded up to the surface like a volcano erupting. He was suddenly drowning in a volcanic sea filled with emotions and truths that he had once refused to face. No longer having any hope left to cling on to, Izuku sunk into the darkness.

After weeks of hiding away in his room refusing to talk to anyone, Izuku’s mother decided enough was enough. Izuku was barely holding on and was not coping with the outcome of the exam. She decided to do what any other mother would do; signed Izuku up for a support group for quirkless teenagers. Izuku was adamant that he did not want to go. How would other kids facing the same realization help him? If anything, this would make him even more upset. Despite his many protests, Inko forced Izuku into the car and drove him nearly 2 hours away to this support group. Inko all but pushed Izuku out of the car and sped away so that he couldn’t hop back in, effectively giving him no choice but to go inside the building. Sighing, he walked into the building and headed to the front receptionist.

“What can I do for you, honey?” A woman with blue hair asked from behind the desk. She smiled at Izuku, waiting for his answer.

“U-um, I’m here for the support group.” He explained, twirling the straps on his backpack in between his fingers.  Nodding her head, she handed him a thick pamphlet filled with papers.

“If you go down the hall and through the double doors to the left, you’ll find the group. Good luck, sweetie.” She answered, shooing Izuku away into the direction of the group. Gripping the pamphlet tightly, Izuku walked down the hall and stopped outside of the doors.

You can do this. It’s not like you can possibly feel any worse that you already do.” Izuku thought to himself, trying to get up the courage to walk through the doors.

“You going to go in any time soon? If not, at least don’t block the doorway.” A voice said from behind Izuku. Izuku jumped and turned to see who was standing there.

“S-sorry! It’s my first meeting. I’m a l-little nervous.” Izuku stuttered, trying to explain himself. The mystery person looked him up and down before rolling their eyes.

“Yeah well, welcome to hell.” They said before pushing past Izuku and entering the doors. Izuku took a deep breath before following them through the doors. He looked around the room to see several teenagers sitting on chairs in a circle. There was one seat left and it just happened to be next to the person from the hall. He quickly sat down in the chair and put his backpack on the ground next to him. A lady who he assumed was the counselor of the group walked in and set up a chair between some of the kids.

“Hello everyone! It looks like we have some new faces in the group today. Welcome! How about we go around the room and introduce ourselves so we are all familiar. Please tell us your name, when you found out you did not have a quirk, and why you are here.” The lady said, before looking at the kid next to her to signal starting the chain. Izuku didn’t pay attention to anyone’s names. He really could care less about these other kids and this group in general. He was only here because his mother forced him to be here. Snapping out of his zoning out, Izuku heard a voice he recognized talking. He turned his head to see it was the person from earlier.

“My name is Y/N. I found out I was quirkless when I was 5. I’m here because the parentals think it will help my self-esteem, blah, blah, blah.” They stopped talking and looked over at Izuku expectantly. He stared back in confusion until he realized it was his turn to speak.

“O-oh, u-um, my name is Izuku. I found out I was quirkless at 4. I’m here because I failed the U.A. entrance exam and my mom was worried about my mental state.” Izuku said, probably oversharing some of the details. He flushed a slight shade of pink before he stopped talking. Looking over, he saw the person from earlier staring at him. What was their name again? Oh right, Y/N. Izuku looked away from their stare, dropping his gaze to the floor. He could still feel their eyes on him, but he refused to look in their direction.

Throughout the meeting, the instructor made them complete exercises that explored their feelings regarding being quirkless and discuss what they hope to accomplish in the future. As the meeting went on, Izuku grew more irritated. Reliving all of his most crushing moments and thinking about a future where he wasn’t a hero only made him more angry and depressed than before. The end of the meeting couldn’t come fast enough and as soon as the counselor dismissed them for the day, Izuku grabbed his bag and bolted for the door. He didn’t make it very far before he heard a voice call out.

“Hey! Broccoli boy! Do you have a second?” Izuku looked around to see who Y/N was referring to before realizing it was him. He sighed and nodded his head, walking over to where Y/N was standing. “Did you really try out for U.A.’s entrance exam?” They asked, tilting their head slightly to the side in curiosity.

“Yeah… Why do you want to know?” Izuku asked, staring them down. He refused to look away this time. Y/N chuckled and gave a small smile.

“I did too. Didn’t make it in though, obviously. You going to be back next week?” They asked.

“Probably.” Izuku responded, not officially confirming that he would be back. Y/N looked at him for a few seconds before smirking at him.

“See you next week, broccoli boy.” They said before walking past Izuku and out of the doors.

“My name is Izuku!” Izuku called after them. If Y/N had heard Izuku, they didn’t let on, instead just walking out of the building. Izuku walked out  of the building and saw his Mom waiting for him.

“How was it sweetie?” Inko exclaimed when Izuku climbed into the car. Not wanting to worry her any farther that he already had, Izuku lied.

“Fine.” He said, not wanting to be too specific so he wouldn’t get caught in any lies. Inko smiled at him.

“I’m glad! I’m sure it will be even better next week!” Inko exclaimed, driving away from the building. Izuku groaned and slid down into his seat. He did not want to go to the meeting next week, but maybe getting to know some of the people in the group wouldn’t be so bad, right?

[sadlittletiger]

Just randomly wondering, whenever u write Wesker, what variation of him do you typically imagine him as? Like does paradise found Wesker look more like re 5 Wesker? Or does he look more like re 1 remake stars Wesker w/ a less square jawline n blah blah blah + red eyes? Idk I’m probably making this all confusing n shit but I just wanna know

This is such an interesting question, so first and foremost, thank you for asking! Also, it’s not confusing at all.  

My default Wesker is always always always RE5 Wesker.  I love his character build in that.  I think his face is perfect.  I really like how large his eyes are, which sounds bizarre, because you don’t get too many long looks at them.  But they’re huge, in relation to the rest of his face.  And in a story like Paradise Found, big sad eyes are important.  Like, I usually picture him avoiding direct eye contact with Claire, as much as possible, because he feels like his reptilian eyes might frighten her, or disgust her.

Listen.  Paradise Found Wesker is a big mess.  

TL;DR - RE5 Wesker 100%.

[punkscowardschampions]

Ava & Buster

Ava: Are you lot en-route? Buster: 'Course Buster: But we've had one foot out the door for like half an hour, honestly Ava: Good, 'cos I have presents Buster: Yeah? Buster: Pot of gold or what, like Ava: Hardly appropriate for a two-year-old Ava: None for you, soz 💔 Buster: I'd argue it's very appropriate Buster: All the shit he needs haemorrhages cash Ava: You were warned Ava: Extensively Buster: And I ain't sorry I didn't listen Buster: They can all try and sue me Ava: Enter an arena where they aren't the experts? Ava: Doesn't sound like mum and dad Buster: No such arena exists, clearly Buster: Know it all, have done it all Ava: Your degree must be a waste of time then Buster: You'd have to ask 'em what they reckon Buster: But I'd wait til they've got a few more drinks down 'em first, get closer to the truth Ava: Ugh, shut up Ava: You know they're proud of you Buster: Yeah yeah, blah blah Buster: But are you proud of me? Real MVP and everything Ava: When you get your cap and gown Ava: Funny wig, even better Ava: I still only got stuff for the kids and Ri though Ava: I'll chase a 🌈 down ASAP Buster: You're alright Buster: Already got a girlfriend, don't you? Buster: No need to get gayer just to wind me up, Nance has got that covered Ava: Ha, don't even chat to me about annoying Buster: I won't Ava: 😏 Ava: No, you're meant to ask, idiot Ava: You're so lucky you only have a son Buster: Tell me then Buster: I want a girl next Ava: Well she's not coming back, not that I'm surprised Buster: What bullshit excuse did she go with this time? She's got too much work on, girlfriend drama or she just hates fam functions SO MUCH Ava: It was column A presented but 1000% came across as column C Ava: She can be so Buster: I know Buster: Did she try and buy you off with an NYC trip that ain't gonna happen just like the last one didn't? Ava: Twin telepathy is real, yeah? Ava: 🙄 Buster: Fuck that and her Buster: I told you before, when you actually wanna go I'll take you Buster: Then you only have to see her a bearable amount Ava: I know Ava: It'd be interesting to see how long she could hold a conversation with me but yeah Ava: won't happen so Buster: Longer than she can with me or dad, probably slightly less time than she can with mum, depending what mood they are both in Buster: That'd be my bet Buster: Chin up, the good twin is finally on his fucking way Ava: Sounds about right Ava: Good time to tell you to call her yourself later or do you want a drink before you process that? Buster: Bad time to be forced to remember that I told Rio right at the start I wouldn't drink when she couldn't Ava: Honestly, I thought this kid was PLANNED Ava: She couldn't Christmas or New Year either Buster: She was planned, just not by me Ava: 'Course, you would've factored in drinking Ava: Must be their gay agenda Buster: There's loads of shit I'd have factored in Ava: That's your upbringing talking Buster: Shut up Ava: It is though Ava: Personally, I agree its better than the more the merrier approach too Buster: You'll personally be waiting a load more years before you make me play uncle then, yeah? Buster: Good Ava: Ugh Ava: Don't be making me 🤢 just because green is the colour today Buster: Gotta Buster: Who the fuck is there to be jealous of when we're us? Ava: You couldn't go the more traditional routes, no? 🍾🥂 Ava: Seeing as I'm NOT pregnant or being a very supportive partner to someone who is Buster: Come on, who am I? Buster: And you can leave me out of your rites of passage, I've cleaned up enough sick in the name of being a supportive partner Buster: Grace'll hold your hair back for you Ava: There's no need to be old AND boring 😏 Buster: Fuck off Buster: Counting down the days til I can drink you under the table Ava: Dad lets me Buster: There's nothing dad won't let you do Buster: Got him well wrapped around your finger, like Ava: It's not my fault I'm the most lovable Ava: Do better 😋 Buster: That's the one title you can keep Buster: Got all the love I need, cheers Ava: 🤢🥰 Ava: N'awh Buster: Lyla didn't wanna come and hang with the extended fam then? Ava: Wouldn't do that to someone I liked, would I? Buster: Depends how much you like her Ava: Nah Ava: That's all a bit heavy Buster: Well yeah Buster: It would be a trial by fire Ava: Then pissed on Ava: then set on fire again Ava: I like having time away when I come here, you know Ava: Not attached at the hip Buster: I know Ava: I'll send her a hilarious postcard or something Buster: You sounded like Nance there Buster: No need to miss her at all Ava: Fuck off Buster: You're right she'd never write it Buster: Half her holiday would be over before she got the words down Ava: 😂 Ava: Rude Buster: It's fuck all I wouldn't say to her face if she ever bothered to show it Ava: Can no one in this family be nice Ava: Honestly Buster: Come on Buster: I'm nice to you Buster: You ain't even bought me a present Ava: I know, I'm very lovable Ava: Have you got me one? Buster: Yeah but you ain't having it now Ava: Yeah right Ava: I know who gets last word in your house Ava: and Rio is nice to everyone Buster: She's nicest to me and she always does what I say Buster: So you might wanna think again Ava: That's entirely too much information, thank you Ava: you owe me double as compensation Buster: You ain't having two bottles Buster: Keep the first one down and then we'll talk Ava: Challenge accepted Buster: Good Buster: Don't really wanna have to disown you before the day's out Ava: Least there's enough of 'em to fall back on should you get the urge Ava: I'll survive Buster: Keep that quiet around mum, it's still them and us with her Ava: Sounds familiar 🙄 Buster: You're bound to hear it yet again by the time she's had a few Ava: Not if I have anything to do with it Buster: Sounds like you've got a plan Ava: As planned as a party should ever be Buster: Yeah Ava: 💃🎉 Ava: Hurry up Buster: Traffic's worse than London at its finest right now Buster: Everyone on the road's either already wasted or angry they ain't Ava: Stay safe Buster: 'Course Buster: Speaking of, where you staying tonight? Ava: Tipsy childcare is better than no childcare Ava: No need to beg Buster: Shut up, I'll drive you is all I'm saying Ava: Cheers 💙 Buster: I'll cash the IOU when you're sober, like Ava: Better cash it before I cash my 2nd present then Buster: Forget it for now, it's a holiday Ava: That's what I've been saying Buster: You ain't gotta tell me, even if today I can't play as hard as I work Buster: Still not a fucking amateur Ava: Still a McKenna Buster: First and best Ava: Hardly Buster: If we're going by mum's them and us viewpoint, there's hardly any competition Buster: Just you and me, kid Ava: Well I'm just saying, Granddad is gonna be fuming Buster: Everything you learned about wrapping dad round your little finger you got from watching me with him Buster: I ain't worried Ava: Pfft Ava: My baby blues are bluer and my pout is poutier Ava: I'm the new model, boy Buster: 'Cause you need 'em to fall back on Buster: I'm just that good Buster: you're the youngest model that's all Buster: Due a spectacular fuck up about now Ava: You wish Ava: On all counts Buster: Nah, I'm rooting for you Buster: 'Course I am Ava: Mhmm Ava: Dead convincing 😏 Buster: I always am Buster: Wig or no wig Ava: So soppy, you Ava: Have title of my best big brother Buster: That's a copout but whatever Ava: And fussy Ava: Alright best sibling but that isn't much more of an achievement really Buster: Don't worry about it Buster: I know how great I am Ava: Yeah yeah, blah blah Buster: Get me the least shit sounding soft drink and I'll believe you Ava: If there's anything being tragically underage has taught me Ava: 👍 Buster: Cheers Buster: See you in 5 Ava: Bring your cute kid Buster: I taught him how to say “Sláinte” earlier so you'll be able to rate my achievements for yourself Buster: He ain't just a pretty face Ava: 🥺🥰 Ava: What a face though Buster: I can't take all the credit Buster: He takes after his mother Buster: Tell her how good she looks when we get in, yeah? I'm living a nightmare Ava: 'Course Ava: I've got a girlfriend, remember Ava: I know the drill, just amp up period level love 1000% for a pregnant bitch Buster: My wife ain't a insecure teenager Buster: But I appreciate the sentiment Buster: Just don't call her a bitch ever again Ava: I say it with love Ava: from one to another Ava: but got it, I'll remind her she's old Buster: Don't Buster: It'll be your funeral Ava: 😂 I only like winding you u Ava: p Ava: Don't need anyone crying on me Buster: Good Buster: I don't need to be breaking up any girl fights Buster: Especially when I've taught you both everything I know Ava: Even if me hitting a girl is more acceptable than you, I think everyone draws the line at a pregnant one Buster: Fine, I don't wanna pick you up off the floor once she's knocked you out and do a concussion test after someone pours a pint over you to bring you round Buster: I was trying to soften the blow of how it'll play out since I'd be powerless to stop the actual Ava: And I thought you were in the festive spirit Ava: 🙄 Ava: I'll take back this virgin cocktail, like 😏 Buster: Not without any spirits in me Buster: You'll have to take what you can get Ava: Few folk songs and you'll be well into it Buster: Voice of an angel, obviously Buster: Could've been a choir boy if not for everything else Ava: You took living vicariously a wee bit hard with the name already Buster: You'd have preferred me to name him after a silent film star, yeah? Ava: That was pure wishful thinking 🙊🤐🤫 Buster: Fucked over as my boy's been by not being named Rudolph Valentino or Roscoe Arbuckle, I reckon he'll be alright Buster: Cheers though Ava: I think Fatty murdered someone Ava: so as far as aspirations go, you're in the right direction Buster: I always am Buster: Never a misstep made, no matter what mum and dad say Ava: Alright 👼 its St Paddy's not confessional Ava: and the priest would be rare pissed off if you waltzed in and said you'd never done anything wrong 😂 Buster: He'd be a fine one to talk Ava: The drama of it all Buster: Again, I don't need to be told Buster: There's a kid here asking for you, except shouting's more the word Ava: He gets it 👏 Ava: 💃 Buster: Come out before he legs it in

[sierrza]

I'm cray but I make it seem like it's the new beautiful.My jobs won't last long. My relationships are miles and miles down a dark part in my head. I get restless and feel like if I spend enough time stuck in one place my life flashes before my eyes like this:Born without lungs I couldn't use without a machine helping me remember to breathe so 3 months in a box NICU/ gravesite in the hospital where other babies were dying next to me and I was operated on every day hating life then hallelujah handed off to my teenage full on scream throwing shit annoying kyle parents who know how to get pregnant but not turn into role models or parents fit to handle their child without going all warzone style 5 or 9 days of the week and making me listen to them from the bedroom trying not to pee my pants because if i left the safe zone i'd regret it and wow fuck after 9 years of that bs my time got split by weeks on and off with each psycho.. I couldn't choose families so instead these fuckers mysteriously disappear right when a girl needs to get their parents shitty guidance the most..Normal 12 year olds deal with the growing spells and emotional rollercoasters and hit the fan normally. My heart started failing around the time my friend died while I was on restriction once again for months for asking a fucking question thats when my dad mad lost respect from me when I got yelled at for being upset about it minutes after realizing he texted me with no answer before killing himself and mom just got up and left with her kids a milli miles away n signed her rights solely to my dad who emotionally abused the shit out of me all that summer and on till I turned 16. mom never called back so i raged like hell when i physically fought him back after craving one day to get him to try me and he threw hands before kicking me out his gf and kids got to live with him. After billions of drastic measures to get myself free from never going out and seeing friends and sharing xanax with his ex to handle life for a year and a half and then having to withdrawal when she left him when I didn't even know what that word meant.Life flashes before my eyes and I want to change the channel and find something else God let me take over.I got free written all over me nowGangsta rap and millions of quotes for motivation made me do it biiitch. Till I hit a wall and started arguing with myself about who made the turn into that wall instead of climbing it and fighting that fight bagging up the wasted time.Mad frets being an orphaned only child with 2 siblings and parents closed off like I'm not allowed into their mix like family vacations and pets dying or weekly interactions or whatevs. Last year my mom kicked me out for the 5th time and I fought with my boy dude all aggravated and tried draining all my blood out in a Linda Lane parking space. God came over to me and handed my bloody spine a surge of survival juice and then did it again when I was drunk and made my car do cartwheels and kicked up the dirt on miracles when I walked away without getting paralyzed or killing someone and even gave me some advice and asked me politely to dig elsewhere instead of at myself and my health and my luck with my freaky misguided baddie self.I'm promising the world a better bitch because a bitter bitch is bound to get barked at by emotionally abusive barking freaks.I'd rather do the barking. I'm living like it's hard to die cause it is but this past year I've gone from codependent as a left shoe, to mad at the ones who got me twisted into something I wasn't, to gifting myself the go get em attitude back, and asking me aggressive ass questions about how I want to leave the world when my time does come and my heart retires. As kind as ever I be asking it to show willingness to undoubtedly fill others hearts who are broken too as a requirement for my shenanigans I left on my loved ones hearts last summer.I'm not trying to die as much as I'm trying to stop feeling so extra extra alive when everything gets so overwhelming and I just wanna be with my friends souls and not my retched body that has to endure so much thinking and wondering and blah blah blah.I'm not trying to give up but I'm lifting up every stone to find another reason to keep going when I'm running with no direction. My retched life is as important to keep from enforcing extinction as my friends were as important to me before passing too quickly.This journey is a fucking trip now that I'm flashing ya'll with it all girls gone wild style. The dreams I have are vivid and I talk a bunch about all that makes up who I am and why I think that is.And I'm mad and weird and people get intimidated by my lack of structure because I have trauma inside me like black on a yellow highlighter but this post is proof of just a quarter of whats fueling the weird greatness that is me. And its strength doesn't go unnoticed so I'm thrilled to be of distraction to you from whatever it is going on where u are.You really can't say you know what it's like to try and treat life like it's gold when it's an empty farm and no one is around to feed you.You can't feel sorry for me if you know that if you were in my shoes you would have been sent back to a better place ages ago because there was no way in hell you fit in this tank of a lifetime.You really can't say you hang in there cause you have the lives of 7 cats because piles of survival follows you like a shadow you can't detach from..I am my parent I am my guardian and I have been acting like I'm out of control in hopes of being acknowledged and loved for it but I'm mostly losing daylight doing that so I am forcing acknowledgment with this post and practicing self love for the science experiment that is the first child/girlfriend/friend that no one wants to remember having.This is not easy being single and wishing you could move vicariously through a partner but you're making that partner be you for once.. I don't know what to do with my hands..don't make that sexual I was just referencing taladega nightshahah andI love my parents they just face their children like they face their demons.. differently.Thank god I got all these prayer angels helping me see the light cause I'd be a dark lil somethin else if I didn't! God gives his toughest battles to his strongest soldiersTop tier immortality might have accumulated in here too idfk yet tho hopefully not ha ha ha (nervous laughter) (im really 900 years old but I forgot my ID to prove it to you)that's all for now.