#caitie post

[theloveinc]

Being the princess betrothed to barbarian!Bakugo.

You don't mind so much as you've always known this was to be your destiny, born merely to smooth over tensions between the kingdom and the country.

But your first meeting is hardly from ideal. The man shoves himself into your dressing room in trying to avoid the grooming his own mother is trying to give him, desperate to get away from the egregious, stifling rules the castle enforces regarding presentation, mainly putting on a shirt.

(He was born of his own parent's desire, but volunteered himself to save the country from annihilation via. industrialization, NOT realizing it would involve marriage. He's much less thrilled than anyone.)

And there you are, being (forcibly) sewed up into a corset that you're absolutely spilling over, your face matted from a layer of unnatural-colored powder, your lips stained the color of fruit that doesn't blossom for months as you turn to look at him in surprise (and then fear, and then confusion and question, your maids squealing before running off to get a guard)...

And Bakugo is suddenly made aware of this itching desire to save you, too.

-

(You're standing there, both breathless and bare; him voluntarily, you because of timing. And it's so oddly intimate for separate reasons; Bakugo's never associated nudity with sexuality and you've never been naked in front of a man before.

And despite the betrothal, neither of you know what to say, stuck in the midst of an "is this it?" moment, at least until Bakugo is grabbing your hand to whisk you away and marry you where he was born rather than in between castle walls.)

[ihatebnha]

Something about defending Bakugo. Something about protecting him when he needs it.

He prides himself of taking care of you, he does, his favorite pastime... but there's definitely a whole world he doesn't see, moments that build and build and then destroy, a roller coaster that doesn’t just tip over but also shoots down in extremes.

Usually, neither of you care; neither of you are bothered by the assumptions of others, no matter how high or low the fruit may hang. But one day, in front of him, someone asks you why he's such a brute, questioning how good he could be as a lover if he doesn’t even regard the public—his one true passion—as such…

And Bakugo isn't usually bothered by such instances, in fact, he is used to them. But maybe the week has been hard, he's running on less sleep and less focus due to a backlog of work that has been put on his shoulders... and the question isn't as easily brushed off before it stuns his heart, leaving him angry but speechless, rearing but hurt.

Though instead of biting back as he usually would, spitting words that feel more like flames, he just thinks, and he thinks, and he thinks... and then he blunders, not catching the moment quick enough to fight back and defend his, your, honor...

But you manage to be there instead... sticking your finger in the face of the accuser, pushing the back with the force of your expression, a temper so scalding even he gets burned.

"He does not have to explain himself to you," you say, enunciating, the shame you invoke like a whip that chases just as it snaps, "no good, shit for brains, grade-A asshole who couldn't tell their ass from their face if someone held up a mirror."

And when you're done, taking Bakugo into your arms, trembling yet laughing as you hold his cheeks in your hands, asking if he's okay, if he will be okay... he can only smile, the up curve of his lips creasing his cheeks, the fire in his heart burning brighter, and kiss you in thanks.

In a day, maybe, he’ll hold you and say he could’ve handled it himself, chuckling into your ear secrets only you’ll ever know… but for now, he lets you fawn as though he didn’t just fall for you three times as hard.

[clearancecreedwatersurvival]

Katsuki Yuuri is so funny because dude is an Olympic level figure skater who competes internationally regularly and he introduces himself through narration in the first episode as very average in skill, who is doing it like him.

Your self confidence may be bad but is it deluding yourself into thinking you suck at something you rank sixth in the world at bad?

[axolotlclown]

Ok, none of you know what's going on. None of you understand why so many women and young streamers are stepping forward right now. None of you understand why this has to be public.

Multiple large streamers have used their fame, influence, and money to manipulate and abuse those they see as below them. So long as they continue to have fame, influence, and money, this cycle will not end.

This is bigger than just individual cases of sexual assault or other abuse. This is a break down of a much larger problem within the entertainment industry.

These women are telling stories about very powerful men in this space. They are sharing stories of abuse and manipulation. This is very scary for them—it could ruin their careers or lives.

Stop saying "they should have handled this privately." This isn't a private matter. So long as these men have power, they will hurt more women. They aren't sorry. They won't play fair.

By trying to stay silent and bury these accusations, you are ensuring these women never know peace. You are ensuring that more women get hurt.

One day your boss will assault you, and all the men in your life will blame you for waiting as long as you did to speak about it. They will find any reason to blame you. They don't want to get rid of your boss. They hope that one day, they can assault a woman just like you.

This is fucking serious. This is real life. This isn't just some fucking fandom drama that we can bury and move on from. These are real life issues that require real meaningful discussion.

Stop trying to discredit these women just because your streamer is in trouble. You are part of the fucking problem.

[mojo-yous]

I have a feeling that Shelby’s bravery has unlocked Pandora’s box and that a lot more people will come forward with stuff that ccs have done.

[wildpeachfarm]

I genuinely feel so bad for them. This whole week must have been mentally draining. Sapnap had started getting so comfortable in stream but now he looks so nervous. Dream was literally crying on a space yesterday and George probably feels horrible about all this

two things that can co-exist as long as you acknowledge them both:

feeling bad for dteam because of the way this situation has spun out of control and very clearly affected them to their cores

feeling bad for caiti for her experience of the night and the way this has affected her as well

I'm all down for these posts because I agree with them, however I will add caiti here too because she is a piece of the puzzle that I don't want to leave out

[shirogane-oushirou]

RO!!! HAPPY VALENTINE’S DAY!! I love your dynamic with Ren SOOO MUCHH and when I was thinking of a pose for you two for this little surprise, I just couldn’t resist drawing you flustering him :’) 💛 I HOPE YOU TWO HAVE A GREAT VDAY!! :D 💗

CAITIE IM KKJSDFNKJDSG WTF you made him LOOK SO PRETTY IM.

KJNAKJNDS. omg. look at his blush. look at the way he has to turn away. oughhghhgh. i'm ill (positive).

caitie this is so cute and pretty, thank you so much???????? this is such a kind and sweet surprise 🥺🥺🥺 you've been so nice since i first joined the selfship community, and this is just. ksjndjkn wahhh. it really means a lot, thank you so so much!!!! i'm going to treasure this. 😭💕💕

i hope you're having a great valentines day too!!! wishing you and bob and randall and all of the others a lovely evening~~~ 💕

[sara-ava-sharpe-lance]

[jbnny]

defamation suit

it's been around 2-ish years since i've been here, but I just wanted to pop my head in and give my thoughts - specifically on people saying that george should think about a defamation suit against caiti.

I've actually taken law class at uni, and defamation is one of the subjects that we covered. first, let's cover what defamation is.

defamation is a false communication that tends to lower the plaintiff's (in this case, the plaintiff is George) esteem in the eyes of others. there are two types of defamation: slander (oral) and libel (written).

now, caiti did a stream discussing the situation as well as wrote a post, so george could go ahead with both types.

next, certain elements cover a defamation case in which all must be met:

a) the defendant (caiti) published a false statement of fact

b) the statement defamed P

the statement must be false AND have been intended to injure P's reputation

c) D acted with the requisite degree of fault regarding the truth of the statement

because george is a public figure, caiti must have shown malice or in other words, knew that it was false or disregarded the possibility that it could be false

d) defamation per se

caiti accusing george of sexual assault is harmful to his reputation if it is false. in this case, there is no requirement to show proof that it was harmful unlike in defamation per quod cases

under all of these elements, it seems like george has an actual case that he can pursue if he can prove that caiti presented a false statement of facts with the intent to damage his reputation and his career.

however, there are some defenses to defamation cases. in this case, the most obvious defense would be truth or the "substantial truth". this means that if there is enough truth in their statement, then caiti would have a defense against defamation and could not be sued.

moreover, caiti could argue an opinion defense in which it was HER opinion that george sexually assaulted her because she considered what his actions were to be sexual. this would also turn the tides to her side, in which she could not be sued.

so, no matter if what caiti said was mostly false and was very damaging to george's reputation, i don't believe that he has a strong enough case to proceed with a defamation suit against caiti

tl;dr: george can't sue caiti for defamation

[dinsfire24]

Amanita hummed happily to themself, gathering flowers into their arms. Why were they gathering flowers? Well, they had to give them to someone. They couldn't remember who, so they figured they'd better just give some flowers to everyone they could find. And everybody liked flowers, right?

A pair of voices sliced through the air. Ah, there were their first targets! Listening carefully, they recognized the voices as Caity and... and...

They saw the red-and-black clown come around the corner. Right, Clown. They picked out a rose and a sunflower, then darted up to the pair. "Hey!"

Clown stopped, his shoulders hunching. "Oh... Hi, Amanita," he said flatly.

Caity, meanwhile, smiled at them. "Hey, Nita! Whatcha got there?"

"I was... I picked flowers." They held the sunflower out to Caity first.

She accepted it happily, tucking it into her hair and telling them, "It's so pretty! Thank you."

Clown tried to slip away, but they quickly handed him the rose. "Don't..." They paused. "For you too."

"Ah." He shoved it into his inventory. "I like black roses better."

Caity shot him a look. Maybe confused? Amanita was confused too, but they started to realize something as he walked away.

They turned to Caity, frowning. "Why does Clown- Why does he hate me? Did I do... or, well- forget something?"

She hesitated. "I don't know... I mean, I don't think he hates you. I dunno why he would. But I don't know him very well."

"Hmmm." Amanita looked down at the bouquet in their hands. "Okay. Bye."

Then they walked away, collecting flowers as they went and thinking of a plan.

Someone who knew Clown better. They tried to remember people they'd seen him with. They thought he didn't have many friends. Maddie? Was she his friend? Or was it Kab...?

Well, they could see Kab right now. She was in a house. Probably her house, actually. They looked down at their bundle of flowers. She liked blue, right? She was wearing blue. This blue bell-shaped flower would be good.

With flower in hand, focusing on the thing they had to ask Kab, they walked up to the door and knocked.

"Oh, shit- Be there in a second," Kab called, and Amanita heard the sounds of several things being knocked over. Or shoved into a chest. Or both. They covered their ears to dull the noise.

Once it had ended, Kab opened the door. "Oh, hi, lil' buddy!" She grinned. "You've got a flower for me?"

They nodded, tossing it to her. "It's- I'm trying to... Uh..." Oh, the one thing they had come to ask. "Shit."

Kab snickered. "Aren't you, like, ten? Oh, you probably learned that from me... Pyro's gonna be pissed."

Amanita tilted their head. "But... Not important," they decided abruptly. "I remember. Why does... Yeah, why does Clown hate me?"

She stiffened angrily. "How am I supposed to know? Probably 'cause he's a stupid asshole," she snapped. "Don't- Just don't worry about him, okay? His opinion doesn't matter."

"Oh." They drooped slightly. "But he keeps... avoiding me. You weren't the- I was wrong."

"What's that supposed to-" Kab stopped herself, taking a deep breath. Her voice was strained, but calmer when she asked, "Wrong about what, lil' buddy?"

"I wanted- I thought you were his friend," Amanita explained. "Well, it kind of... I mixed you up. With, uh, Maddie?"

"Ah." Her expression darkened. "Right. Maddie is his friend! Yes, right, of course she is," Kab spat.

...She was definitely angry at them. But they weren't sure why. "Do you... Kab, do you hate Clown?"

"I do. I really do. I hate his smug fuckin' face and his stupid words and the way he's taking away my-" Again, she stopped herself. This time, she didn't start talking again until she'd turned around and went back to what she was doing before Amanita had come over.

They were almost going to leave when she quietly said, "You should stay away from him, Amanita. Maybe it's better if he doesn't like you. I don't... I don't want to know what he could do to you."

Some strange feeling congealed in their gut. Were they angry, too? "I'm... sorry. For asking," they told her flatly.

Kab's head snapped towards them. "Lil' buddy, wait-"

They ignored her, shoving their way out the door and running into the field.

There were a couple of people nearby. Pyro and Rae. They didn't think they'd given them flowers yet. But suddenly, they didn't even want to give out flowers any more. They just wanted to go lay down for a while.

[theloveinc]

bakugo x reader - you have a fussy baby

(warnings: ooc, you have a baby and are called mama. no mention of pregnancy. written in bed)

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There’s a part of Bakugo that always gets a little bit nervous when you call. A growing fear, one that’s not always the most reasonable, as he’s long since learned to stop guessing what it is he’ll have to answer to.

Usually, his worry is assuaged immediately by the chirp of your sweet voice, more often than not calling to ask about groceries, or the timing of his arrival home, or even just to say, “hey, sweetie. How are you?”

But as of late, with the stress of multiple new realities on his hands, the playing catchup of his returning back to work, it’s been—

“Katsuki,” your voice trembles on the receiver, the fuss of your hands practically audible too, “thank god. I’m so sorry, but—“

You whimper, there’s a wail, and his gut clenches, veins turning cold as ice with adrenaline like any and every other time he prepares, quicker than you know, to catch a villain.

“Fuck, babe?” his voice is raspy with the crack of worry, his eyes flitting about as if the crime is in front of him, the offender just across the line of the dark, moon-lit horizon. “Are you okay? Are you safe—“

You interrupt.

“I just can’t get him to sleep. I-I’ve tried everything,” there’s a hiccup from somewhere close by, the baby on your shoulder most likely, “but he’s not going down. I don’t know what to do anymore. He’s clean, he’s changed, he ate almost everything I had—“

“Hey,” he says sternly, dad-like, in a way you’ve almost never heard from him, and you halt. Bakugo looks around the empty streets he’s walking, the evening sky of a warm spring having now receded into chill. “I’ll be there quick, okay?”

And just as soon, he calls Kirishima to let him know he’s deviating from the patrol route.

-

Your son relaxes in his arms almost as soon as you set him down. Still in uniform, a sheen of sweat and dirt coating his body, he must smell like something comforting to the little babe as he stops crying just as fast, smacking his little lips into the sweaty shirt he now lays on.

You part from them, letting Bakugo take charge, the anxious tears stopped but still streaked down your cheeks, illuminated where you finally allow yourself to sit on the handsome blue armchair by the crib.

“Fussy shit,” Bakugo complains quietly, tearing one little snort of a giggle out of you as you gaze upon the two of them and wipe your nose, and at the same time, he gazes down at the baby with your eyes. “Wanted to make your mama cry, huh?”

“I’m sorry,” you say, sinking down into soft plush, “I’m so sorry I panicked, made you come all this way for nothing.”

“Stop apologizing, baby. ‘S not nothing,” he replies. “You needed help, and that’s what I’m here for. I’m”—he almost says fuckin’ Dynamight, pausing to look at you when he changes his mind—“dad. I’m dad.”

You smile weakly, and he approaches, dipping down on one knee to let you give your finally sleeping baby one last goodnight kiss, your fingers gently curling his blonde bangs away from his forehead.

“Just needed your daddy, I guess. Right, little boy?”

Bakugo can’t help but smirk, pulling back carefully to gently put the baby in his crib. He whines as he goes down, stretching his little limbs out now that the swaddle has been discarded… and though he notices the way your fingers tighten into themselves in worry as you watch, he settles back into sleep almost immediately, barely a pause in between to confirm it.

In the new silence, you finally whisper. “You gotta go back? To work?”

“I’ll get Denki over here in an hour,” Bakugo nods, also whispering; the sound that comes out unfamiliarly quiet, but not all that unpleasant as he steps and turns back to you, one hand reaching out to smooth down the hairs on your neck. “He’ll let you rest. You got it til then, or should I wait with you?”

You wave him off, still seeming tired but already calm enough to turn on the night light and pick up the book you started way back when, maybe even before becoming a mom. “I’ll be okay.”

“Don’t be afraid to ask for help again though, mama,” he leans down to give you your goodnight kiss before he finally has to go, reminding you of all the trust he has for you, too. “We’re all here to help.”

[clearancecreedwatersurvival]

Okay serious question why are there so many people complaining about how popular labru is as a ship or that’s it’s a reach with no canon basis when the entirety of chapter 76 exists? Like??????

[axolotlclown]

I suppose I'm a little late to the party, but I needed time to collect my thoughts.

Here's the thing, everyone's caught up on Caiti's age and whether she consented. To me, that isn't anywhere near the point. Her being so young is certainly creepy and strange, but not the point.

Here's the first thing, though less important than the next. As an adult, it is blaringly clear how irresponsible these "adults" were. Two grown ass men supplying alcohol to underaged girls in a hotel room. They were up drinking until 6am. They were one noise complaint away from getting the cops called.

Second thing. While underage drinking in the US is fairly normal, 18 is still pretty young here. Also, publicly admitting to supplying alcohol to an 18 year old is crazy, but not the point.

18 year olds can't compete with grown adults when it comes to alcohol. They don't have the same tolerance. There never should have been any "one upping."

No one should have gotten that drunk. The fact that there was a girl leaving, vomiting in her hand is fucking ridiculous. When someone, regardless of their age, is drinking too much too quickly, you cut them off and give them water. This is how college parties are run. Once you start wobbling a little too much, your speech is slurred, and you stop being a person, someone gives you water and walks you home.

And nobody walked her back to her hotel room?? Two grown men. I don't give a shit how tired you are. You always walk a girl home. Who the fuck raised you??

I am an adult man in college. I have been around a lot of different men. I have hung around men that behave like this. Let me promise you this: they got those girls drunk like that on purpose. They both wanted something. When they didn't get it, they just let the girls go. They were never interested in their safety. They were never interested in who they were.

And let me promise you this: there's never just one girl. And any well brought up man would have cut them all off and sent them on their way. There is way more to this situation than lets on.

And of course George never asked for her consent. It was never a question. They brought those girls back to that hotel room with the thought that they'd get something out of it. To George, he heard 18 and thought, "oh cool, she's legal."

I see this happen all the time in college. Usually men don't grow out of all of it, but they usually grow out of begging like a shitty dog in some random girl's DMs. To hear a grown ass man, 26 years old, behave like a fucking 19 year old sophmore in college is pathetic. I'm not interested in giving pathetic men any more time.

Also, love and light to Caiti, she looks like she's 16. "I didn't know she was 18!" First off, doesn't matter. Second off, I would've guessed she was a minor, so I know you checked first. Or else you're even dumber than the fucking college kids. Damn.

[frosty-the-killer-doll]

tbh every comics Killer Frost is a lesbian actually

[pixies--dust]

Weird amounts of hypocrisy going on in mcyttwt

[caitie-likes-talking]

Surface: the most underrated DIU stand

Surface (in case you don't even remember it) is Hazamada's stand. And while Hazamada sucks ass, his stand sure doesn't!

It's abilities are simple: it appears as a wooden mannequin and once a person touches it, it can become a direct copy of that person. Right down to height, voice, mannerisms, and even fingerprints.

But I don't want to just talk about it's abilities, but also it's wasted potential plot-wise

When we’re introduced to the stand Surface, we’re still in the early era of DIU, where the actual plot (Kira) hasn’t been introduced yet. I find this IMMENSELY disappointing bc like..can you imagine how much better this would’ve been if Kira had used this stand?

First of all, give the stand to someone else. I hate Hazamada’s guts.

Second of all, let’s talk about how Kira could’ve utilized Surface to hide his identity and keep out of trouble.

In my humble opinion, I just overall think this stand should’ve been introduced later due to its ability to mimic people’s identities. I mean, Kira could’ve easily used this as an escape plenty of times if he had Surface. He could’ve just had Surface copy him and run away. A classic cartoony escape!

Or—something I find very fun in concept—is that Kira could’ve framed someone else to be ‘the killer.’ We know Surface can make a copy right down to the persons voice and appearance—minus the screw and on the forehead but like..just get some foundation 🙄—so he could’ve easily made a copy of someone who’s lived in Japan before, is the correct age to be the killer, and—JOTARO HE SHOULDVE FRAMED JOTARO!!

Yes, Jotaro is 5 years younger than Kira, so he would hypothetically be 13 when he starts killing people, however part 4 includes the mention of a 12 year old robber and rapist so I don’t think it’s that crazy.

Part of why I would’ve eaten this up is because for a lot of part 4, Jotaro doesn’t really have anything to do. This way, while he would be moved to a plot device role, he actually HAS a role in the story, lol. Also cmon it would’ve been funny for him to be back in jail like when he was 17.

Also, this stand is just so cool. It should’ve gotten a cooler user and more screen time.