#but the self destructive part was kinda fun tho i have responsibilities now i can tbe like that😔😔😔

[taintedcigs]

i want to kick the 15-17 year old me SO BAD. like OHHH you thought teenage angst was horrible?!?! try having a 9-5 job YOU BITCH… i wanna be you SO FUCKING BAD. why did u wanna grow up SO FAST.

[leonenjoyer69]

*Inbox Invasion* Free ramble card!! Make it a long one, About literally anything, anything at all, can even switch topics constantly. This is literally just for fun.

LGOWKFLEKVK LET'S GOOO 🗣️🗣️

Okay so, starting off strong, let's go music. Will Wood and the Tapeworms, right? A few weeks ago I listened to both versions of every song twice to find which versions I liked better for when I eventually burned CDs (my car is old af, bbg ain't even got an aux, but also her ass ain't got an engine rn 💀) for the albums.

My verdict for Self-Ish? Literally all the songs are the exact same, except Self-, -Ish (which just sound a wee bit different), and Dr Sunshine is dead (which just has a longer outro in the original).

EVERYTHING IS A LOT THO? Some big differences in some songs. So here's my preferences:

6 up 5 oh- Remaster, the "oh how I know how I go.." Part just sounds better to me

(Bones)- Remaster, the radio/tv talk at the end isn't glitchy and stuff, like the OG

Front Street- Original, I like the snaps (tapping?) Behind the pre-chorus, along with the dialogue clip. But, also, I like how much clearer everything is in the remaster, so I'm kinda torn.

¡Akiado!- Original, I am,,,, not a fan of the extra end part in the remaster

White knuckle Jerk- Original. The background(?) Voices are quieter and sound kinda different. Idk I may be wrong about that tho.

Cover this song- Original. I hate hate HATE Batman will wood growling in my ear, please never make me listen to that version again, it was a genuine jump scare. (EDIT: THE REMASTER JUST PLAYED ON MY SPOTIFY AND??? HE'S NOT BATMAN ANYMORE??? IS MY SPOTIFY BROKEN?? PLZ IK I'M NOT CRAZY)

Thermodynamic Lawyer- Remaster. Not really a fan of the robot voice in the original.

Red Moon- original, his voice seems quieter or more drowned out in the remaster.

Lysergide Daydream- Original, don't remember why, so vibes ig lmao, there's not really a difference between the two

The First Step- Remaster, I think it just sounds a little clearer

Jimmy Mushrooms- either, they're literally the same lmao

Chemical Overreaction- original. WE CAN'T STOP HERE, THIS IS BAT COUNTRY 🗣️🗣️ need I say more?

Everything is a lot- Remaster, so then I don't have to listen to construction noises (or destroy to enjoy in general) 😋😋

So yeah, ig that's my dream Everything is A Lot album.

BUT NOW!! more music! But Chonny Jash this time!! Specifically the Ballad of Dr Jekyll and Bargaining/compromise.

First of all, I love the lyrical differences!! Ballad Jekyll leaning more towards blaming Hyde for everything and being way more self-pitying, while B/G Jekyll seems to have more of a subdued acceptance? Like, Ballad Jekyll is a lot more emotional and bitter, while B/C seems to take more of the responsibility. Also!! I like how in B/C Jekyll seems to be with someone else, while Ballad Jekyll seems to be alone. The contrast between the last lines ("but if it takes Mr Hyde with me, then I'm glad to hang" V.S. "so take my hand, hold it till the end") really does show that bitter self destructiveness vs that sad, duty-driven acceptance. AND LIKE UGHHH JUST THE LYRICS OF B/C IN GENERAL!! I LOVE IT SO MUCH!!

Also, the Mr Hyde Jive? I love Hyde being a silly fellow. Literally just being like "damn, I'm not the villain, smh, lemme go have some fun for you gayboy 🗣️🗣️ (might still ruin lives tho!! I am vice, teehee)"

Yk what? Fuck it, this whole ramble will be music. THE JEKYLL AND HYDE MUSICAL 🗣️🗣️🗣️ I love Anthony Warlow so much, all the Jekyll or Hyde-centric songs are so eoughhhh ughhhhh AHHHH. Favorite songs rn? Board of Governors, His Work and Nothing More, The World Has Gone Insane, This is the Moment, Transformation--I JUST UGHHH I love listening to his screams idk man. also Alive. I also love you, Gabriel John Utterson. His parts are so fun to sing.

BUT!! the absolute hold Board of Governors has on me is insane. Every time I hear the intro begin to play through my tv I look up. I'm literally pavlov dogged to that shit. It's basically a requirement for me to go "THE BOARD OF GOVERNORS OF ST JUDE'S HOSPITAL IS NOW IN SESSION!" every time it plays. I love sassy Jekyll and Stride, it's so funny, like yes!!! The girls are fighting!! The absolute sass of half that cast is crazy. I have every part memorized, I AM the entire cast and recreate it expertly 🗣️🗣️

Anyways, yeah, I love Utterson too, his voice is in my range perfectly, he's literally my bbg. All his parts in How Can I Continue On and His Work and Nothing More? Kdoelvkskfldk I love him I love him. JEKYLL THO? shaking him aggressively (lovingly) I want to chew on him and rip him apart. Warlow's voice for him is so EOUGJDJDKKD ‼️‼️‼️

OKAY THAT'S ALL FOR NOW, TYSM FOR THIS!! ILY, LOYAL SCIENTIST 🗣️🗣️🗣️

[primalspice]

Faust - 💭 , 💍, 🩹, 💯, 🔺, 🌈, 🍃, 💔, 💚, 🥪, ☕️, 😊, 😞

💗

💭 — what is your oc's MBTI, enneagram, and/or other personality aspects (if known/interested in)?

He's an ENTJ and im not super well-versed in enneagram but i think either 3w2 or 3w4, leaning towards the prior. I hate him for his politician swag.

💍 — does your oc have any piercings? do they want any (more) piercings?

He doesn't have any piercings or necessarily want any but i think some fun earrings would spice up his look.

🩹 — does your oc have any physical and/or mental disabilities?

He's quite normal apart from his Leukemia Affliction that he refuses to get cured. hes not really Tumorous (YET) so much as... severely immunocompromised. He also gets migraines semi frequently but not enough to be chronic. The pink glasses are for a reason he fucking prommies

💯 — share three random facts about your oc that others may not know.

He's had way too many jobs in his funny little life. I think the family restaurant is canon and he worked there waiting tables. I think he's worked in Sales several different times to account for his outgoing persuasive Nature. I think he's had a stint of trying to be a local politician in his suburb of canada that never worked out.

He only really started the always-wearing-pink thing in the past 5 years or so. It's his favorite color but he also just thinks it makes him memorable. And he's so right <3

Legit prog rock fan and probably fr the person responsible for introducing it to region zero before anyone else. I don't know if that actually fits into my timeline music-era-wise but this is an alt universe anyway. I think in addition to his funny little jobs listed above he shouldve also tried being in a band LOL.

🔺 — does your oc know how to use any weapons?

He can shoot a gun. And he's been learning about weapons of mass destruction for no particular reason <3

🌈 — what is your oc's sexual orientation/gender identity? what pronouns do they use?

Metrosexual he/him fr. hes heteroflexible.

🍃 — what is/was your oc's favorite subject in school?

Definitely an english/public speaking class guy. He's far from math-y or science-y. Second choice would probably be history or sociology.

💔 — what are three of your oc's negative traits?

He is WRATHFUL and MANIPULATIVE and STUBBORN

💚 — does your oc prefer being inside or outside?

He prefers being inside, he's prissy about temperature and too much sun and such (even before he became ill)

🥪 — what does your oc's typical lunch look like? do they usually eat lunch?

I think hes more of a brunch guy when he actually has an appetite (not very frequently). Everyone wants him to eat anyway tho so. Eggs and Toast and Oatmeal kinda guy.

☕️ — does your oc prefer coffee, tea, hot chocolate, milk, water, or some other drink? how do they like to take this drink (ex. coffee with milk, hot chocolate with whipped cream, a specific kind of tea, etc)?

He's a coffee guy if he's making it himself, but would take pretty much anything offered to him out of Kindness. His coffee is pretty standard, just a little cream and/or sugar in it. He makes fancy stuff (secret canadian coffee press methods???) to be impressive but he doesn't actually care about the quality himself and is more in it for the caffeine. He canonically has a custom region zero mug.

😊 — what are your oc's career/general life desires? what do they want to get the most out of life?

it's Complicated. I think he's always wanted to be 'successful' but has had very little direction until recently and his cause is.....less than noble to pretty much everyone but himself LOL. He's always played the part, even before moving to region zero, but never really felt he'd done anything substantial enough just being his divorced, job hopping self. needless to say, hes very happy now that he's a politician and a well-known name to people who know not much else about the world LOL. i think ultimately he just wants to make a difference in the world and have his name be on it. he wants to be remembered.

😞 — does your oc attract others, or do they tend to be left alone?

He attracts others quite easily as long as they can bare his Extrovertedness. he really is quite charismatic and easy to get along with and hes very good at making people feel welcome/important around him. its only SOMEWHAT a facade, but he really is just friendly and unafraid of being the first to socialize.

[girlbattled]

hola m’angels , i’m min ! twenty-two ( aka gettin old ) , from the gmt timezone ( aka will be awake when everyone’s sleeping ) , and i use she/her mainly but i don’t mind anythin else . if anyone happens to wanna go wild with me over anime, robert pattinson / zoe kravitz as batcat, or riot games dropping way too much shit on us on the 10th anniversary pls hop into my ims or give me a little ping over on discord at 𝖓𝖔𝖊𝖑 𝖒𝖎𝖑𝖑𝖊𝖗 𝖘𝖙𝖆𝖓#0252 .

* drum roll pls * i present to you sloane janeway !

underneath the cut is a little bit about my baby gorl. her bio, fun facts, some wanted stuff, etc etc. if you fancy plotting w her it’d be super cool if you liked this or if u came to me, either in my ims or discord ! i’m super down for anything & loan is a total mess so pls throw stuff at me . ♡ ♡ ♡

trigger warnings     :     abuse,  physical  abuse,  neglect,  destructive  behaviours,  alcohol,  drugs,  sex,  overdose.  if  i’ve  missed  any,  please  forgive  me  and  let  me  know.

the new york janeway’s, you’re sure you’ve heard of them before. cyrus janeway, a stockbroker with far too little time on his hands, flanked by estrella janeway, his personal assistant turned life partner. they gave birth not longer after the wedding of the century to their eldest son, their pride and joy, cole janeway. he was to be the golden child, the heir to the estate... that was, until sloane came along.

from birth, sloane was a vicious departure from her family. she was unplanned, unexpected, perhaps unwanted was a stretch but it certainly wouldn’t have been far off the mark. her birth nearly destroyed the reputation the janeway’s had so carefully cultivated for themselves, nobody could quite believe cyrus and estrella would be so stupid, but along she came regardless. a spanner in the cogs.

for the first few years, sloane didn’t feel the difference between herself and cole. whilst he kept his distance, which she had always assumed was because she was five years younger and a girl, she never believed there to be bad blood. she was dressed up in countless fancy dresses, her golden locks repeatedly brushed and subjected to numerous chemical treatments, and even her skin somewhat speckled with makeup even as a toddler. estrella always seemed like she was trying to make up for something. it didn’t take long for sloane to notice.

she began acting out at the age of six, when she realised acting the pretty and perfect princess did not get her what she wanted. when she was quiet, she was ignored, but when she was loud? at least the help scurried to her, at least her nanny cradled her in her arms, at least cole’s personal butler gave her a look full of love rather than scorn. it wasn’t long before she was hanging out in the kitchen rather than the dining hall, the quarters rather than her own room.

as she grew older, however, her acts grew. countless times her mother woke to find her dressing room trashed, her father’s hunting trophies ripped to shreds, her brother’s endless awards from school all in the garbage. they tried to discipline her, cyrus even hit sloane a few times, but all it did was make her angry. instilled a fire within her. when they locked her doors, she climbed out of the window. when they barred her windows, she broke the door into splinters. when they replaced the door, she ripped up the floorboards. sloane was a loose cannon. and things were only about to get worse.

for the most part, she’d kept her nuisances to the confines of her “home”, only wishing to get back at her parents for neglecting her for so long. only one night, when she was fourteen years old and had finished her latest act of malcontent, it was cole who chose to deal with her. he, as a nineteen year old male who’d grown a considerable amount of bulk as star of his college football team, proceeded to beat the shit out of her. 

turns out, the brother she thought had simply never been on her wavelength had never been on the same planet as her at all. he despised sloane. despised everything she was and stood for, and made sure she knew as she was spitting up blood on their pristine carpets. 

the next day, sloane strolled into school. no makeup. joint hanging from her lips. typical upper class attire replaced with torn jeans and a shirt far too inappropriate. when people asked her what had happened, she had simply replied, ‘ you should see the other guy. ’ and birthed a new persona.

sloane’s way of coping with what her brother had done to her, and what her family had allowed him to do, was to fall deep into the cesspits of teenagedom. drugs, sex, alcohol – she’d done it all by the age of eighteen. yet somehow, the part of sloane before, the part that was simply a bratty child with a short fuse, was gone. now she was a danger. she held a wicked grin and too many scrapes to count. she knew no bounds, understood no loyalties, screamed at the top of her lungs as if she were attending the world’s wildest rager. on top of it all, sloane was the maximum party girl. nobody cared what she was going home to, because all they cared about was where she’d be at 1am on a friday night. she became the family wild child. photos of her strewn over the papers. consistent beatings and beratings from the men in her family did nothing to drown out the buzz she received from the attention she’d craved her entire life. sloane was finally getting everything she ever wanted, why did it matter where it was coming from?

as a final resort, her family shipped her off to hollingsworth. here, away from the prying eyes and judgemental glares of the horrid new yorkers, sloane somewhat thrived. forced into economics by her shithead father, but enjoying every test she aced and spat in his face, she fell quickly into gamma rho alpha and, by the time she had finished her freshman year, she was well in line to be vice president. she was still a wreck, still doing anything she could for the attention and limelight she craved, still bouncing off the walls in an attempt to get her desired adrenaline rush, but what little responsibility she’d been given allowed her to finally form connections. friends, best friends, but anything more than that? things like love, compassion, altruism? she wasn’t even sure what those were.

♡     personality.

uncritical. if there’s anything sloane is, it’s uncritical. she’s never held judgement against anyone in her life, and would never hold judgement against anyone who came to her to admit a heinous or strange deed. she’s heard all sorts, from strange sexscapades to near deaths, and to each of them she often has the same reaction – a loud chortle, followed by disbelief and a desire to know way too many details.

venturesome. to try and stop the blonde from heading out on an adventure is a task mortals would find impossible. a true ‘yes girl’, sloane has never been one to say no to anything, and to never back out of something she said yes to, no matter how bizarre or dangerous the situation might become. she’s always first into the fray, first in line of all the girls to beat the burglar up with a hair straightener, first in line into the abandoned building, first to jump off the roof into the pool.

allegiant. whilst sloane’s loyalty is almost as rare as unicorn blood, it’s possible to receive it, and when you do it’s something you’ll never lose. she sticks by those who have managed to put up with her, unable to let them go even when they do her dirty. 

graceless. a. clumsy. bitch. if you’re expecting sloane’s etiquette lessons to have stuck with her, you’re very wrong. the girl trips over her own feet more times than she can count in a day, always has at least something broken, fractured, or sprained, and has certainly won the award in gamma rho alpha for ‘most freak accidents in a single day’.

chaotic. everything about sloane is a nightmare come to life. she drags people down, deep into the depths of places they never thought they’d be, wishes for them to destroy their lives like she’s destroyed hers. to say she loves to see the world burn would be an understatement. she loves starting and watching drama, getting into fights, smashing up homes and belongings, getting into relationships she shouldn’t be in. trying to stop is nigh impossible, the chaos is almost an addiction, and she’s not ready to give it up.

needy. despite it all, she’s still the same girl who was never loved. not truly, not by anyone, and perhaps somewhere deep down she still craves that. she’ll leave you on read for days but god forbid you do the same to her. she’ll have a one night stand and dip right after but never lets her flings leave her life without something to remember her by. she drunk calls the exes she let get away, tells them she loves them and calls them a pussy in the same sentence. no matter how much she tries, she can’t hide the part of her she thinks is ugliest at all, her desire for others.

♡     fun facts.

an avid skateboarder, she picked it up in an attempt to ruin the family image even further when she was fifteen but it stuck in a surprising way. she now tends to ride it over campus, and has broken at least three in her time here.

massive stoner. whilst sloane openly dabbles in most drugs, weed’s the one that’s stuck with her, and it’s the only thing that slows her down. she’s a much nicer person when she smokes and she tends to have a preference for indica over sativa.

fucking bosses her major. economics, despite all its complexities, is something sloane is just naturally adept at. she takes a picture of every grade she gets with her middle finger in front of it, posts it on facebook and tags her father. he blocked her over a year ago.

besides that tho she’s stupid af. a lot of people think she puts it on bc of her grades and bc . . . she does everything for kicks, but no, she’s just kinda ditzy. a lot of people also think she’s just a straight up cheater and hasn’t gotten her grades herself.

nicknames are loan or jane, jane’s reserved for those she’s closest to tho!

♡     wanteds.

fellow  sorority  sisters     0/?     ⟶     self-explanatory! positive, negative, etc etc etc. i wanna plot w all her gals so bad lmao. besties, literal sisters, clothes sharers, secret smokers, party gals, enemies, girls who’ve slept w each other’s exes, all of it bABY.

economics  pal     0/1     ⟶     i’m thinking this person goes to sloane for help with everything and sloane pretty much does all their work for them. she doesn’t care bc it’s easy, and the other person blesses her and thanks her all the time. it’s a quiet agreement, so whilst it’s no secret bc sloane hates keeping them, it’s def hush hush. this person is one of the few who actually believes sloane’s as smart as they say. can also be a business student or smthn with similar classes!

super  soft  bestie     0/1     ⟶     ok so this is male only for a dumb reason i’m rly sorry. i had this plot before where my old muse sloane’s based off had a really sweet, selfless soft pal who was a dude, but they’d never slept together, she’d never even flirted somehow, and he was the one person in sloane’s life who always had her best interests at heart, and she defended him tooth and nail against anybody. the most unlikely duo ever and i want it back. she knew he never wanted anything else from her and that’s why it was so easy for her to attach, but bc this other person deals well with affection and is very reassuring, she never feels needy around them.

people  she  skates  with     0/2     ⟶     people she met down the skatepark or at a typical hangout before meeting them at hollingsworth. when she’s with them she’s pretty chill, though they’ve def been responsible for saving her ass and driving her to the ER a few times.

people  she  smokes  with     1/3     ⟶     oh shit whaddup stoner gang? lmao sorry anyway, yeah, again self-explanatory but! a lil more interesting because sloane’s very different when she’s stoned. she’s calmer, talks slower, and lets people get a word in and doesn’t try and get everyone involved w her hare brained schemes. these people probably actually enjoy her company! how wild?

new  yorkers     0/?     ⟶     sloane’s underwear has been plastered on the front page of most nyc tabloids and she’s the daughter of two massives in the industry, new york natives will know her somewhat. they can use that against her, they can empathize, or we can concoct some real dramatic shit. people who helped her fuck someone up, and now theyre keeping it quiet? someone she slept with who’s come to hollingsworth with their girlfriend/boyfriend? an addict she started on pills? yikes, lots of opportunity tho.

exes     0/2     ⟶     whew boy. we all know by now sloane’s a hot mess, right gang? so let’s see some people she’s messed up in the past. tOTALLY open to more exes and the more crazy the plot u bring me, the better. i lov angst just like anyone else does.

the  one  she  didn’t  ruin     1/1     ⟶     the one person in her life sloane walked away from without destroying, aka, the one she let get away because she realised she was going to harm someone she severely card about. she would’ve ended things with this person rather than pushing their buttons, would’ve been faithful and honest in their relationship, but dipped bc she’d let herself get involved too fast, too soon. definitely a name she’s forbidden her friends from bringing up.

lifeline     1/1     ⟶     let’s be real for a second about drug use, you can do it responsibly, but when you don’t, you can get in some serious fucking trouble. this person has always been there to stop sloane from od’ing. she only does hard drugs at ragers, so her risk is a bit lower than expected, but when she does them she does them. she’s a serious risk, and for some reason this gentle soul has taken it upon themselves to get her stomach pumped, take her home, clean her up, and give her a warm bed to stay in. they don’t speak much away from these nights where she has this vulnerability (she’s definitely mumbled things about her past to them), but that could very well change.

[banana-fish]

The sweetness of meoncholy

A my hero academia one shot I posted on ao3 awhile back

Pairing: kiribaku

Tw: panic attack and PTSD

“DON'T TOUCH ME” three words yell out in desperation but for what?

For the figures in front of him to stop moving?

For the hushed whispers and pity looks to vanish?

For everything to stop just enough for the blonde to make his escape out of the far too crowded room?

At the end of every question isolation seem to be the answer. At moments like this the teen holds jealousy to invisible quirk users. Oh what he would give to be able to trade his explosions for something less seen. Maybe without a flashy quirk none of this would have happened. Those selfish thoughts flooding his head as he stood frozen in time, everything moving all too quickly but at the same time not at all. Like time had stopped and he was the one able to move. With his heart beating way to fast, its thumping playing loudly in his ear. He tried to ground himself, tried think of any thought that wasn't a self destructing mess but all he could think of was the moments that lead up to this.

An innocent scene at the start proven to be deadly by the end, oh how could it not?

With class 1a’s most destructive student in the middle of it, there was no doubt things would end up exploding in everyone's face.

The scene all begins during break time in between classes, a lovely place to start this misadventure. Everyone talking, having fun and some playful banter here and there. Everything is going great nothing to worry about, well except for the overly tense teen seating aloof onto the side. Ever since the events that took place two weeks ago the blonde spent more and more time alone. At first it was understandable that Bakugou would want to be alone but after a week his friends grew tired of spending time without the moody blonde. It felt empty not having the constant yelling and overly aggressive behavior surrounding them. Also the extra tutoring now missing started to take a toll on a certain redhead’s grades. So it wasn't all that surprising when the self proclaimed 'bakusquad’ went against their leader’s wishes and begin to peaster the blonde.

An innocent act of moving to some desks closer to Bakugou's, who was more interested in staring blankly out the window than to anything that happened in the classroom. Oh but that innocence soon replaced with greed as Kaminari leaned back slight on to explosive teen’s desk. A slight closed lipped smile resting on his face as he asked Bakugou what his opinion on snacks for movie night was, as if the blonde was part of the entire discussion. But furthermore the question seem to break Bakugou out of whatever trance like state he was in. Turning his head now aware of the group in front of him, eye slightly widen as the feeling of vulnerable now washed over him. A struggle to keep his cool demeanor as hesitation for speech grew heavy in his head before finally deciding on,”get off my desk Pikachu” as response. The monotonous voice used lacked any of its usual bite a tell tell to the squad that something was off about their friend.

“Hey Bakugou what's bugging you” Kirishima ask in a worried tone, “you've been kinda off” he quickly add on.

“Yeah! You haven't been all like DIE! DIE! DIE!” Exclaimed Mina as she frantically moved her hands mimicking bakugou's explosions, earning a soft chuckle from Sero.

“Yeah dude you been spacing out a lot!” Kaminari pointed out in a playful tone.

Bakugou looked at his worrisome friends knowing well enough that they won't leave until they get an answer. It's a better option to leave and deal with the pestering question later Bakugou thought quietly to himself.

Letting out a exhausted sight before reaching for his phone. “I going to get a drink” the teen quickly mumble out in explanation for his sudden movement before getting out of his desk. The small choir of protest didn't slow the blonde moments but did seem to capture the attention of onlookers. They watched curiously at the scene in front of them, they always seemed so surprised at way the 'bakusquad’ riled up the loud mouth boy. The intensive stares they give him seem to aggravate the teen more, it was like he was some kind of animal locked up and put on display so they can look in fascination.

Making his way to the door the pleading sounds from his friends and side comment from the other classmates began to mix together, growing louder and louder until they melted into background noise as his thoughts took hold of him.

Look at you running out trying to avoid confutation, running seem to be the only thing you do but you're not even good at that!

You ran from everyone at the training camp.

You ran from the fight with the villains.

Look with all this running you just made everything worse, you got kidnapped and almost died. Your friends almost died trying to save you and worse of all All Might is now gone because of you.

All Might is gone and it's all your fault.

That last thought, the one that keeps him up at night, the one he tries to tell himself it isn't true even tho deep he knows it is.

Everyone around him clueless to what will happen next. Unknown to them that they are the audience and the film they're witnessing just hit the climax.

Kirishima concern over his friend’s off behaver tries to call out to him in hopes that they can talk about what's going on but is only met with silence. He quickly decided a more direct approach would yield more effect. Running up to the blonde, who almost reach the door at this point, grabbing his arm so he wouldn't leave but unknown to Kirishima the chain of reactions he just set off. Whatever the redhead was about to say was cut off by the teen sudden recoil of his arm.

It was a flash of panic instinct with his fight or flight response kicking into overdrive. Not even looking back to see who the offender was before throw his arm away from their touch.

“DON'T TOUCH ME!” He yelled out with to much panic in his voice for it to be taken as a threat. The poor blonde stood there visibly shaking was their body try to curl in as some sort of protection, maybe even comfort, but sadly nothing can protected the teen from what comes next.

As soon as those words spilled out all eyes were on him. All of the other classmates now absorb in the mess in front of them. Some of them walk up to see the disaster up close while others simply sat and stared. The figures surrounding Bakugou started turn a blurred mess only leaving the redhead’s frighten expression a crystal clear sight.

“Bakugou i-” Kirishima started as he moved closer desperate for answers to the blonde’s out of place behavior. But before he could get any closer, Bakugou moved back slamming his hand on the door before ripping it open and running out. Tears filling up the redhead's eyes as he looking at the place that once occupied his friend, arm still held out as he stood locked in place. Trying to figure out if he should stay put or run after his friend. He deciding finding his friend would be the best way to go, running out of the room ignoring his classmates call for him.

Running down the long hallway trying to find the blonde teen. 'where could he be’ the redhead thought as he race down the stairs. The winding stairs felt like it was getting long and long until he finally reached the bottom. Walking thru the hallway trying to spot his friend, when he saw a hidden space behind other case of stairs. When he got close he noticed Bakugou seating in the far corner, sadly any relief Kirishima had was quickly taken away when he saw the distress state the teen was in. His body curl up shaking, rapid breathing, and quietly mutter to himself. The redhead quietly crawled to the other sitting next to him not daring to touch him, he was simply too afraid of how the other would react.

“Hey Bakugou how are you doing?”  Kirishima asked in a soft whisper in hopes of catching the attention of the shaken teen.

After a couple moments of silence Bakugou finally took noticed of the person now seated next to him. Hesitantly turning his head to see who it is. A wave of relaxation washes over him when he realizes it's just Kirishima. Slowly uncurl himself trying to steady his breathing enough to be able to talk. “I’m fine shitty hair” Bakugou said in a tired voice letting his head fall onto the other teen's arm too tired to care about anything else. After the event that happened today Bakugou wanted nothing more than to sleep. The redhead let out a sigh of relief when he noticed his friend slowly drift off to sleep. Hum softly to himself as he absentmindedly ran his hand through the blonde hair. Finally at peace with his thoughts Bakugou let himself fall asleep on Kirishima lap, not before whispering out in a sleepy voice “thanks my love..” Leaving the stunned teen blushing a matching shade of red as his hair.

Lovestruck with an accidental confession and trapped under a sleeping teen, what a wonderful way to end a day full of disasters.

[oldcabcts]

( CASEY DEIDRICK, CIS MALE, HE/HIM, THIRTY TWO ) ✧·˚. — ( ADRIAN CABOT ), a ( RESTAURANTEUR ) has been in vegas for ( THREE YEARS ) and has made quite the name for themselves. they are known to be ( CORDIAL and REFINED ) but don’t get it twisted, they can just as easily be ( PRETENTIOUS and IMPETUOUS ). they’re so much more than that, though.

     hello mi loves, it’s holly & i’m back with a 2nd muse bc self control? idk her. i’m still workin’ out the deets of his backstory but click that read more for what i have so far. FUTHERMORE, if u wanna plot with my newest trash son, just hit my dms or like this post & i’ll come 2 you. connections page coming soon. love y’all now & always

everything my one (1) brain cell came up with so far, full bio later xoxo

adrian was a bit of a child prodigy. classically trained in piano from the age of four, he attended the finest east coast prep schools from boyhood through adolescence. like all bored rich kids with too much time on their hands and a disgusting amount of money to burn, he went through his rebellious phase. at nineteen, a night in handcuffs in a freezing cell soon became a trial for destruction of public property. the judge, carrying his own preconceived notions of the wealthy, assigned him 18 months of community service to make an example out of him. it was during this time that adrian finally learned the value of hard work, but by the time he finished his sentence, it was too late — his mother and father had disowned him for the embarrassing incident that tarnished their family name. with his parental abandonment came an even greater loss — that of his trust fund, leaving adrian strapped for cash for the first time in his life.

feeling somewhat responsible, his probation officer hooked him up with a job scrubbing dishes at a local seafood place and gave him a place to crash. over the next few years, he worked his way up from minimum wage to manager, but he wasn’t content giving up the life he was accustomed to just yet. setting his sights on opening a place of his own, adrian fought tooth and nail to charm potential investors, often accepting money from some not-so-great sources to fund his culinary endeavors. in may of 2010, his first restaurant threw open its doors in chicago — and after a shitty first year where the critics tore the novice to threads and he learned a lot about the ins and outs of the business, it was only up from there.

nowadays, adrian is the not-so-invisible hand behind three different five star establishments in the continental us, and one in london. for the last three years, he’s been putting in the groundwork to set up shop in none other than the heart of new vegas. it’s taken a bit longer than expected, thanks to the recent change in leadership, but his brainchild is finally off the ground and bringing in business with the help of close friend and queenpin, josie vitale.

personality, fun facts, good snacks:

an douchebag but like….. in a Nice way. world’s nicest asshole. very easy to hate but never outwardly rude or aggressive. he’ll drag u to filth with a serene smile, then slip you a hundie for your troubles. i h8 him.

i forgot to mention this above but he grew up on the connecticut gold coast, his fam had vacation homes all over the world tho ( top secret intel: he still has keys to a few of ‘em and visits just to fuck with his parents stuff )

kinda want him to have a sister around the same age that he likes 2 terrorize the world with…… maybe i’ll put in a wc hm

he’s rich again !!!! not as rich as he once was, but he’s definitely not shy about flaunting his money. my mans has expensive taste in everything from suits to liquor. loves the finer things in life.

loves to cook and loves to eat. his restaurant menus are pretty experimental and constantly changing, but he’s been known to indulge in a greasy burger or a bowl of mac n cheese every now and again — respect the classics !!!!

i’m thinkin he lives at the ace of spades full time in one of their fancier hotel suites. he hasn’t quite put down routes, unsure of where life plans to take him next, but he loves the debauchery of vegas and all the shit it has to offer.

part of the queenpin’s Squad so fuck with them, u fuck with him, ja feel?

probably has a secret yelp account where he writes shitty reviews for his competition

ADRIAN MICHAEL IM GONNA BEAT YOUR ASS

[theanatomyletter]

here is a perfectly sane response to the climate emergency

Right so like 3 days ago once everyone found out a couple weeks too late that the literal amazon rainforest is on fire I went into a sort of anxiety/depressive spiral and it was terrifying!!! I was scared and shocked out of doing anything and kept thinking of all the bad things that are happening and how we are all going 2 die and kept thinking of how to make more ppl understand that climate destruction is part of the same racist project as white imperialism and I’m !!! Stressed !! And I was scared and freaked out!!! I remember as a kid one of my favourite things ever was the book Journey To The River Sea by Eva Ibbotson and I s2g that book made me a person it taught me so many things about what it means to love a place and to be alive in the world and how to sustain a sense of self and community in meaningful connection with that it means to be alive and here and breathing and it’s a book about the rainforest and the river and so I’ve just been,, thinking of it a lot, little blue butterfly from the cover floating thru my brain and all that. It’s hard!!! I thought I was afraid of not saving/earning enough money to do a masters next year but I was actually afraid of the consequences of the climate emergency. Pay more attention to your emotions and honour them for what they are and figure out what is at stake for you, what does it make you feel that the world is in crisis. I think that’s important

Depressing chat aside after I panicked and felt radicalised (what does that even mean?) I found this twitter thread which was basically like these are all the terrible things that can happen and here is how we stop them and at first I felt SO SCARED because there’s NO WAY we can actually organise mass strikes at this scale!!!! We have never had to organise at this scale before, I panicked and got really scared and went on a rant about how we have to use existing structures to fix things because we don’t have the time or resources to organise at this scale but like. I now think we actually do, I found this resource for organising strikes globally from 20TH TO 27TH SEPTEMBER and like, we have the Internet and we have a month to plan and prepare and if you are able to strike you absolutely should !!!!!! There are people smarter than me speaking to the urgency of this, I’m just having some feelings and writing this on my phone notes, but like. Read about strikes in your area. If there aren’t any, find resources to help organise one. Text your friends your colleagues your family whatsapp group the people you went to school with, spread the word and organise how you will sustain your community in that time

As a side note after I went on panic rants all over my social media I think I realised that terrifying people into frenzied action won’t work because it’ll often just scare them into inaction (that’s what it did to me) and I felt better only once I found that resource for actual organisation, the mass general strike felt like an impossible project until I found out it’s already being planned. So like, don’t be helplessly scared, we have multiple years to fix things, and I think this is important: REMEMBER TO BE ALIVE AND HERE AND BREATHING, it’s important to actually feel the absolute miracle that is consciousness otherwise all of the saving the world will have been for nothing. Take photos of your friends and give hugs to your pets and get drunk and go dancing and remember that what matters is that feeling of being so achingly alive and aware of your existence in the world when you look at the sky and feel dizzy with how small you are and how yet the whole universe is inside of your brain, remember to breathe and feel glorious and loud and bright and reckless.

On that note, I was having a hard time giving a shit about much but I copped on a bit after I talked to my friend Naoise Dolan (buy her book it is out soon !!!) I felt like calmer and more like I was allowed to enjoy things and write things (that’s why I finally pulled it together enough to do this) and so I LISTENED TO THE NEW TAYLOR SWIFT ALBUM ON REPEAT and I’ve decided I love it, here is my ranking of all its songs from worst to best, I have so many thoughts, the lyrics are golden, I’m so happy to be alive in the world at a time we can make things better and listen to music like this that’s tailor made (sorry) for us to forget about any guilt we may feel from bopping to boardroom produced songs about corporate feminism

18. Miss Americana and whoever the fuck

Idk what this obsession is with high school motifs (shout out Mike Dolan for pointing this out) like it’s just weird for a 29 yr old to use school as a metaphor for her love life. The “you win stupid prizes” bit sounds nice though. It’s like a low-key creepy obsessive song like why is she doing that funny voice? Is it meant to sound vaguely haunted? What’s going on

I’m also just tired of “America” (the white kind) as a cultural construct and it being used as an expression of identity in popular culture like we get it you built a nationalism out of “gas stations” and “hallways” and “whatever” but you’re still racist, Stop. Like it’s just an inherently violent construct and nobody white is reckoning with it responsibly so at least maybe stop romanticising it or just shut up. Heck yea I’m reading too much into this. I do what I want

17. You Need to Calm Down

This song is bad. It’s so bad. The lyrics are pointless, the ohoHHHH is annoying, her voice is irritating, it’s also just gross and patronising and tries to do twelve things at once (are we leading a parade to pat ourselves on the back for telling homophobes to “take several seats” or are we saying we “all have crowns” wtv that means?)

This song is actually just gross and it doesnt even SOUND GOOD

16. ME

It’s less problematic than you need to calm down and that’s the only reason it’s slightly less bad. It’s a garbage song idk why it exists i’m so mad at it

15. Paper rings

IM SORRY tHe mOoN is HIGH like your friends were the night that we first met I’m sorry WHAT miss swift we get it you have been near drugs, Jesus CHRIST this song is a juvenile childish self important mess. The lyrics r awful and her voice is sneaky and weird and she does weird noises and the chorus is dumb like the “uhuh that’s right” makes me want to give CHITTAR. Also she says darling WAY too much in this album like we get it you’re dating a Brit. It’s not The Worst song because if you pay zero attention to the lyrics or her voice it’s kind of fine sounding? It’s so bad tho lol, I remember when she wrote Mine and the video came out I was like wow wild this is weird and adult and why are you pregnant but this one is even MORE weird. I also HATE every time she says dreary mondays and “baby boy” (GROSS) and I hate that she keeps repeating it lol. The I hate accidents line is kind of fine

14. I forgot that you existed

I hate the lyrics and I hate the premise (we get it you’re indifferent that’s why you wrote a whole song about it) BUT it’s such a bop, it’s very /this feels like a perfect night to make fun of our exes/ vibes and I would be LYING if I said I didn’t enjoy that. Yes we exists

We are pretending her fake laughter and starting to talk in the middle of songs things isn’t real though. It wasn’t cute in we are never ever etc and isn’t cute now

13. I think he knows

I love the 16th avenue bit, it fills me with giddy happiness, the rest of the song is shit, and also lazy. Also stop being obsessed with being 17, it was weird in starlight and is weird now

The bridge is also sort of nice but not nice enough to redeem the rest of it

12. London Boy

Im sorry I promise I know this song is bad. It is bad. I hope it’s ironic? But it’s bad. It’s a weird colonialism complex fetishisation of posh brit whiteness and its even more gross when it’s like “btw IM american, DOUBLE whiteness”, it’s icky and bad. It is a bad song. I apologise for enjoying it and I promise I am ashamed but also u know what, if you ignore the lyrics entirely and pretend you’re 15 and un-enlightened about the violence inherent to the fetishisation of an english identity……….maybe a fun tune. I know. I know. I am sorry. I promise I enjoy it only ironically

11. The man

Corporate white lady feminism? With the word HUSTLE in it? In this economy? Yes obviously

The lyrics are a bit ehhhh but some of them are quite clever and I think she’s quite honest in this song in a rare sort of way without trying to exaggerate it for shock value and it’s a very like, this is my life, here you go, sort of tune, it doesn’t do anything for women’s rights but I think it sounds nice and is probably fun to dance to, and “I’m so sick of running as fast as I can, wondering if I’d get there quicker if I was a man” and “if I were a man, I’d be the man” are fUN lines !!! Idk how wild this comparison is but like, I feel this song is trying to deal with similar things as I know places (a very privileged rant, if you will, without much self awareness) but I think The Man does it better because it’s less self important and has less ambition about it solving or expressing the world’s worst problems.

10. False God

Ok, so, what is it with the religious motifs in this album, i don’t get it, though it kinda works a lot in this song? I wanted to rank this higher but after a few listens it got slightly grating, the beginning is a bit unecessary too? Like it’s trying to create this weirdly artificial aura of glamour and sophistication, it’s quite an unnerving and haunting song and I quite like that about it and it makes me a bit surprised and startled. This thing she’s doing with like slow, building, repeating tunes i think has worked the best in this song (we might just, get away with this, religion’s in your lips e-,ven if its a False gOd) also, THE ALTAR’S IN MY HIPS, OOF, the chorus does the trick honestly and i love when she’s like slightly laughing but in a wry sort of way. Love it tbh, something about it just makes me a bit stressed though and not in an intentional way (i think)

9. It’s Nice To Have a Friend

Miss taylor who gave you the RIGHT, to shove your hand into my chest and grab my heart and step all over it. I love it and it makes me cry and it’s so soft and sweet. Zero complaints abt it it’s a beautiful song. There r just MULTIPLE EXTREMELY GOOD SONGS that’s why it’s not like my absolute fav and im confused too as to why it’s so low but like. Idk. it is a very soft and sweet song. I love it. If anything maybe it’s a bit uncreative n lazy but i think that’s slightly on purpose so doesn’t rlly constitute a criticism

8. Death by a thousand cuts

I like this song a lot a lot. The lyrics are SO GOOD IM SO HAPPY SHES DOING GOOD LYRICS AGAIN. I love the “one for the agEs” line and i’m generally a slut for any mention of chandeliers in music or poetry (dont ask), her voice is delicate but proud and wild and i’m a fan, honestly, cannot wait to bop to this. The My my my bit is annoying tho

7. The archer

I HATE the bit where she says CoMbAt but otherwise this song is soft and lovely and gentle and I love it !!!!! I love the lyrics and I love her gentle restraint of how she slowly unfurls them and then let’s go in “help me hold onto you”, there is such a commanding frankness to it, it’s an ask for collaboration, an ask for honesty, an ask for I want to do this with you

I think it’s one of the strongest tracks lyrically and she also shows like great skill vocally which has been annoyingly missing from so much of what she’s recently produced. I feel like there’s a bunch of annoying stylistic choices (the they see right thru me bit is grating) but like the song overall is lovely, I think you can feel in her voice she knows she’s created something good and it’s not the usually insufferable IM A GENIUS vibe. WHO COULD EVER LEAVE ME DARLING, BUT WHO COULD STAY !!!

6. Soon you’ll get better

Made me cry. We’re not talking about this one

5. Lover

This song is soft loving, slow whispers, careful realisations that you can build a life with whatever you like and love will save everything, I love it, I love it I love it I love it, “can I go where you go?” moves me to tEARS it is such a soft and gentle expression of care, it is such a kindness, it’s such surrendering, such reckless care, I love it so much, it’s so hopeful and also sure, it’s so frightful but also unafraid. I think this is one of Taylor’s most earnest songs ever and it does the thing of combining that earnestness with brazen daring that doesn’t turn into embarrassment only because she commands her lyrics with such certainty, and that’s rare and often I think that daring has ended badly for her (LOL most of reputation) but here it’s done so beautifully and w so much happiness and LOVE, this song is truly just a beautiful lil piece of art with so much happiness dripping thru it

4. Cornelia Street

This song. This SONG. It builds up so beautifully with this ever so slightly hesitant fascination with its own emotions, i’m so obsessed with it, the lyrics are lovely and perfect, i was expecting it to feel slightly forced and oddly specific because wtf is a cornelia street anyway, but it WORKS. I think it wants me to think of like a glowy streetlighty street and it DOES THAT, “filling in the blanks as we gooooo” sounds so gorgeous and does that thing with her voice which literally is just showing off that Yes She Does Know How To Sing and it’s so certain and sure and restrained and open and bare (again in “i thought you were leading me onnnnn”). Also, “the city screams your name” should be a tired cliche but its just an excited expression of abandon im,, in love. The song is so shaky and uncertain but completely confident and relaxed at the same time and it FEELS EXACTLY LIKE COMING TO TERMS WITH BEING IN LOVE AND WANTING IT TO LAST FOREVER, also like, when did she learn how to write good bridges again because yEs

3. Daylight

Solely for the lines “i’ll tell you the truth, but never goodbye // i don’t want to look at anything else now that i saw you” she deserves a grammy it actually pierces my emotions and makes me want 2 explode, this song is sooooo lovely and it has the vibe that makes me feel like i’ve already heard it years ago (but maybe thats because ive had the album on repeat 2 days straight) but it’s just,,, very good and it feels like sunset and glitter and i think is a perfect ending to a great album i love how it builds intensity and then strips it down and just,,, love it.

2. Afterglow

This is i think, one of the most beautiful things this woman has ever produced, one of the loveliest and most powerful songs ever made, i love it so very much. She finally learnt how to do autotune properly lol, this song is like, a crescendo of emotion, everything is falling down around it and it’s like a little haven of bare, frank honesty and complete surrender, of complete vulnerability, the whole song sounds like an act of care and an act of expressing pure emotion, it’s so gorgeous. It moves so softly and doubles in on itself and she’s sorry and sad but so proud of this love and so certain of its importance, “i’m the one who burnt us down”, it’s such a zooming in on a very specific emotion and it’s done so well, i love it

1. Cruel summer

I LOVE THIS SONG. I LOVE THIS SONG. The lyrics are flighty and exciting and shivery, WHAT DOESNT KILL ME MAKES ME WANT YOU MORE- plug that shit into my VEINS. This song makes me feel like it’s 2015 and nothing is real yet and I’m living inside a YA novel and my biggest problem is my crush being mean to me and I’m RELISHING in that freedom and indulging every last drop of emotion because being alive and paying attention to it is incredible and Extremely Cool Actually (I DONT WANT TO KEEP SECRETS JUST TO KEEP YOU, dead right gal)

That said. Organise for the climate strike. Read up on what’s going on so you can answer questions in your family whatsapp group. Field those conversation, DO THAT EMOTIONAL LABOUR (again, what even), spread the word. But take care of yourself !!!! Listen to Taylor swift and remember that we are an absolute joke of a species, we went to the MOON, we can do this, I love you