#ill give anyone a chance ig

[typhea]

✮﹒❄️﹐BNHA BOYS + ‘MY KIND OF WOMAN’

﹐♡﹒featuring : izuku, shoto, katsuki, eijirou, dabi, hanta ♡

﹐♡﹒infos : fluff , gn!reader, reader is called a pervert, reader is called kinky, it’s just for fun dww ♡

﹐♡﹒summary : judging you according to ur fav (don’t take me seriously 😭) ♡

──﹐MIDORIYA IZUKU

i wanna be friends with you.

you’re the sweetest, kindest, and most caring darling and everyone knows it.

you act cute and innocence to hide that you’re a pervert.

you’re the “it’s mean, it’s not funny.” friend.

you have abandonment issues.

you’re either really smart or really dumb, no in between.

you have the prettiest smile like, smile rq? 😍

izuku would definitely love you <3

──﹐TODOROKI SHOTO

you overthink a lot.

you’re quiet but you have wild thoughts, like are you ok?

you probably have family/parents issues or you have the weirdest friends.

i bet you got a pretty voice.

you’re sweet but .. nobody knows it?

you have mood swings.

you’re really funny when you want to.

shoto would take a while to confess tbh but he would definitely give you the best signs 🤭

──﹐BAKUGOU KATSUKI

you got serious issues to be liking this type of men.

i bet you would make him shut his mouth sometimes, like in awe with how crazy you are.

you’re not cute i’m sorry, maybe you’re hot? 😏

all your clothes are black.

you’re delusional, like.. really.

you’re cute when you shut your mouth, not in a mean way like you really are. i mean like lost in thoughts idk i’m sorry, dont punch me 😞

you’re sensitive..

katsuki literally hates you but he’s even more pissed when you’re not there like, he loves to hate you :D

──﹐KAMINARI DENKI

hii, i wanna be your friend.

i bet you’re literally a sunshine. like YOU’RE MAKING ME SMILE

no one notices when you’re sad but denki will

you have insomnia! :D

you got the best taste in everything ; clothes, music, food, .. anything!

you’re unable to say no to anyone, scared to hurt them. sometimes you even let them disrespect you or your boundaries BUT YOU SHOULDNT 😫

your handwriting looks like a 6 years old’s, im sorry. are you left-handed by any chance..?

denki would be obsessed with you ngll <33

──﹐KIRISHIMA EIJIROU

you’re cute.

you look like a mitski song and a the weeknd song at the same time.

smile more? im obsessed.

you’re the sweetest butterfly in the world, you deserve love and affection 🤭

i bet people be telling you you’re beautiful but you still think the opposite :<

i see you with 7 kids.

you’re so patient and understanding, i know you listen to everyone vent but you never vent to anyone.

eijirou would treat you like the most precious person in the world <3

──﹐DABI

um .. you’re scary.

you’re kinky.

you get wild murder and bloody thoughts when you’re bored.

you love sweet food.

you’re mentally ill.

you’re manipulative, ahhh.

you got the prettiest eyes, IM SHAKING.

dabi would definitely fuc.. i mean he would enjoy ur company ig..

──﹐SERO HANTA

you got the best vibes fr!

i know you’re a great dancer, you’re just shy.

i bet you’re stunning, like only beautiful people likes him.

you’re kinda nonchalant.

you got a mirroring personality, you love making others comfortable with you.

your cooking skills are amazing like lemme have a taste 🙇‍♀️

you act dumb but you’re really smart.

sero would be your bestest bsf fr with benefits

thanks for reading darlin! don’t forget to like and leave a comment :)

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[princessprettyprivilege]

How do you look & act like a model?

My Off Duty Model Persona

TW: weight & eating habits. Indicated with 👠

Hi, thanks for your patience! The best part is having experience and genetics to back it up. Although it has jack sh!t to do with my major, I can add this to my resume if I’m in the modeling world because I’ve done this FOR REAL. I am infusing my firsthand experience into this post.

Face shape: Oval

Kibbe type: Pure Dramatic

Body type: Pear shape

I’m 5”7.8, so let’s say 5”8 & slender, I can say I’m a fashion model looking for work since I walked in a fashion show. I enjoy being tall, and wearing heels gives further authenticity to my persona.

I would bookmark this for future reference, since it will be a long read. This isn’t glitz and glam, for the faint of heart, and meant for insecure girls. I want longevity, not a lust for former glory And it takes being as authentic as possible to achieve it. I left pictures out on purpose so you’re visualizing yourself through this, not anyone else.

A Foreword

What I noticed most preparing for my show were our food & drink accommodations. We were sponsored by Starbucks, and the only sweeteners/creamers provided were (unsweetened, creamy & extra creamy) oat milk, vanilla (sweetened & unsweetened) almond milk and sugar free syrups.

They didn’t provide the full bar so we wouldn’t be distracted by sugar, then not being able to fit into our clothing from bloating, plus it was runway day and no alterations were being made.

So, sugarless coffee and water. Our food, veggie sandwiches and finger veggies. Therefore, as an off duty model, I will only drink non-dairy milk so I stay prepared for surprise fittings and keep my proportions in check.

Vibrations.

To believe in yourself with high confidence, look from the perspective of others. Would you believe yourself if you showed someone who you were?

That’s why if I called myself a model, I wouldn’t have stiff hair, ill fitting clothes, be half awake pouring half a shaker of sugar, and lazy or no makeup, or else you’d think, “another delusional IG ‘model’ with 50 followers calling herself a model” and I’m a bad liar.

I show I’m a model by my sharp posture, well groomed hair, pretty nails, clothing & makeup emphasizing my star features with a small drink or healthy snack in hand.

Vibrate on the level you want to be perceived as since there’s no switch to be flipped if you want to stay consistent, and live the life you desire because there’s no reward for half assing.

Research.

Hands-on experience is the best teacher, but if you’ve never modeled before, you still have a chance. Pull all of the stops and not really need them than not commit at all because my future life requires the same accommodations. In my experience, you’re measured or have to bring your measurements in to be eligible for auditions.

Your audition is your walk and presence. I didn’t have to audition though, even though everyone else had to because a model was needed ASAP and I’m tall.

Apparently, a lot of girls who auditioned were turned away. Modeling is not only the makeup table and clothing, so be prepared to sit through long videos and training to refine your walk and posture. Pageant videos will help you tremendously!!

The pretty reality:

Cute makeup & hair

Attention

Clothes fit or drape body perfectly on stage

Healthy options before showtime with pizza and soda/beer afterwards!!! Yay! Pigging out

Besties with colleagues

Everyone’s a walking goddess, a room with the most beautiful people

“I want to be seen with a model.”

Divas have people at their disposal: stagehands and assistants want positive letters of recommendations so they’ll kiss ass (I had an assistant!!!)

Strict exercise regimen to maintain proportions

👠 Body picked apart “lose weight here, here and there then you’re good!”

Parties

The tough reality:

Having your hair and makeup manipulated for hours until your eyes and scalp are sore

Attention gathering

👠Critique for being out of proportions

👠Cutting out your favorite food or drinks months before a show for low sugar and no carb diets

The divas have people who are using or abusing by the diva

👠Strict exercise regimen to avoid being fired for not fitting garments

Shallower than the Mariana Trench (NO freaking surprise there)

👠 Cigarettes & black coffee for a meal

What’s another reason why I’m including both realities? To get back into the mindset and acknowledge both correct opposing views.

Questions to ask:

What’s my brand?

What/who are your inspirations?

How “in” am I? How “in” do I want to be?

What lengths am I willing to go for success?

How long am I willing to maintain a model persona?

Am I actually interested in modeling?

My Beginning.

👠

“When I first entered the room for measurements, the head lady stared me up and down every time I zoned out, nodding in admiration saying my designer got lucky for finding such a perfect model to another designer, in whispers. The next time I came in, she told my designer I had the ideal body, I’m slender with soft curves and a perfect canvas, so do my body great service.”

Identify Your Brand

Each model has their own unique style.

Unless you’re a fast fashion model, save fast fashion for the future when you don’t need to buy dupes of the designer item.

Your Beauty

Models can have unique faces and stories, but above all, they’re beautiful. If they’re an ugly or weird faced model, they need a beautiful physique.

Diet.

To commit to my persona instead of cosplaying, my diet has to be realistic.

If I want Cheetos, mini bags.

Coffee, smalls only because tea is healthier.

Tea, any size tea.

Bring a portable toothbrush to prevent staining!

Grilled or baked chicken with a side of beans

Bento box vegan meals

If your insurance allows or you have money put back, make appointments for a nutritionist and physician for blood tests for vitamin deficiencies, family history, and to have a written record of your health.

“Luckily for me, I’ve eaten vegan + plant based before so it wouldn’t be a shock for me to go back. I’ve learned multivitamins are important to replace nutrients from meat.”

Discipline.

Models aren’t only their exteriors. Models are chosen as marriageable partners and milestones of success due to their disciplines, beauty, intelligence, and high quality genetics for continuing legacies/progenies.

Waking up before sunrise for exercise, cold showers for exercise recovery, and home cooked meals to stay healthy isn’t supposed to be easy. You get used to it after a while!

My desire for financial freedom and full autonomy motivates me to keep up! As part of my persona, I do cardio 3-4x a week, adding up to 40k+ steps a week.

Exercise.

Exercise is to regulate body weight, lower body fat, and promote tone.

I cannot speak on plus size modeling because I am not plus sized.

Reps & sets for tone and definition to stay trim

For minimal bulk

lower body fat

Maintain a goddess physique. I am doing:

12-14k steps a day

Green smoothie, fruity smoothie for treat

Light barbell lifts

Eating when hungry

What cosmetic or medspa “work” does my persona have??

Lip filler: hot pepper extract applied with a Q tip, lasts for 4 days before swelling goes down, mainly bottom middle lip & top for a newly plump look instead of allergic reaction

Lash extensions or lash lift

Body sculpting: using my $8 RF tool on my body contours

Lip blusher

Books for my body are Sculpt Her Perfect and the Body Sculpting Bible For Women.

Disposition.

Save the haughtiness for when you’re more experienced. Models are working in the designer’s vision, not the other way around. If you’re complaining to the directors and coordinators as a model, they don’t give a shit because you’re on the program’s time. For the duration of the project, you’re at the designer’s whim and if you don’t like that, leave. There’s 10 other girls who would take your spot without complaints and suck up.

It’s uncommon to be a designer’s muse since you’re modeling clothes and your allure 2nd, but I act like a muse since I’m not going to psychoanalyze my persona. This is marketing myself to my targets.

I act haughty because I’m a model to the outside world and models are put on pedestals [by their prestige]. Models, stay classy and polite, not nice. Certain designers will mow over you if you lack a backbone. You can be exclusive to be around, but don’t be a bully to those you don’t believe are worthy.

Demeanor.

As part of my persona, my demeanor is exclusive and Russian cold since I protect myself from users. I read thought pieces on Russian women’s femininity as “bitches” in the world dating markets due to their ruthlessness to leave a country not benefiting them.

I learned from experience that being overly friendly screws me out of opportunities. I need a spine to deal with constant nagging, being nipped, stuck and tucked all night, coattail riders, and being exposed to drug & alcohol use.

Looking & Sounding Like A Model

I’m having a lot of fun. Your persona should be fun for you. If you feel pressured by the discipline required, that’s common. If you feel overly fake, find another persona.

Your Face

Read these for more information:

Kevyn Aucoin: Making Faces

Bobbi Brown Everyday Makeup Manual

How to Look Expensive w/o Breaking the Bank

Real makeup artist advice over any YouTubers unless they’re a celeb mua.

Style.

Your current style [unless you dislike it] more high end.

Lingo.

Words are shortened for efficiency + prestige, and don’t apply to every event or dialect.

Makeup & hair = glam.

Anything related to nails, including toes = Mani.

Play it safe with short, manageable nails unless you’re a nail model or unemployed because long nails distract from your clothes, unless the designer wants it.

Anything related to eating = lunch[eon], plate. Formal: banquet, buffet or dining. Informal: refreshments. On our itinerary, lunchtime was called luncheon and dining.

Schedule, planner, calendar, dates = books. “Mmmm, my books are open for Friday, but Saturday I have glam to submit [for an event that needs models to do their own glam].”

Girl, have a planner in your bag, pocket, car, bathroom, everywhere! Nothing is more unprofessional than a model who doesn’t know what she has planned or booked. No one has time to wait on you for work, so why carry that into your regular life?!

Someone setting up appointments and dates = manage(r), planner. *warning: for those with more money, prestige, time to play around and/or experience to back it up*

It depends how far you want to go and if you have a willing friend or person who can pass as a manager. Or, use manage/plan instead.

“Let me check with my management first, I’ll tell you then.”

Your schedule. Models have a busy schedule to juggle, with alarms and their phones ringing. Sometimes, it’s a slow month and you have time open. If you want to open your books up, say an event was canceled or you’re off for a duration of time. My persona doesn’t allow for slow times or being a has been.

Always be on the move looking for the next best.

It’s not much of a flex to say you’re [with] a model at home all the time, even if you’re at home, working or shopping. At the same time, if you’re a college student, that’s justifiable.

A model who doesn’t have to work sounds better than a model who can’t find work.

Play on Stereotypes!! ⭐️⭐️

To the average person, modeling is a nepotism industry only accessible to the wealthy and the beautiful.

You’re always given PR, receive fan mail, go to parties, have your own trainer, chef, MUA, and helper at your beck and call. They can be contracted out by your agency (you!!)

PROOF

You NEED a binder, USB & folder for this, maybe more down the road.

Social media showing you as a model, at parties that aren’t trashy or events not easily accessible to the general public.

Make a portfolio full of headshots against a clear, white wall.

Color analyses

Body type, height and weight dated

Who or what cause you model for

Examples of your personal style

Not all models are popular on social media, but you don’t need a high follower count at the start. You can’t be a nobody though!!

You’ll get questions like,

how:

they can build a portfolio

Your walk

Photogenic you are

If:

you can network

potentially work parties

you can share secrets about the fashion industry

You can be copied

What:

Got you discovered

Are your meals like

Exercise routine

Ideal proportions

Skincare routine

Body care routine

Vitamins

When:

Last time you had free time

Gotten sleep

Why:

“Why you instead of me? my face is prettier.”

Conflicting evidence you really aren’t a model:

Lack of social media

Lack of social circle

followers in person & social media

Low esteem

Not being seen at parties

For most of these, the worst thing you can say is none of your business.

Some neutral responses would be:

I’m under a noncompete contract, I apologize.

Signed an NDA

I’m unable to speak about this aspect.

I require $x,xxx deposit for parties

Positive responses:

What type of party are you/is being host(ing/ed)?

Use ChatGPT for improv.

The point of this persona is to network with beauty & influence. I won’t blame anyone for being caught up in the allure of models, since the point is to catch people with allure!!

How did you begin modeling? What interested you?

Keep your answers brief or else you’ll be asked for more info. If you give detail, keep track to avoid giving conflicting evidence.

I was scouted [on campus, on the street, a recruiter slid into my DMs]. I’ve always had discipline and body though. I told you concisely that

I was scouted on campus. The more out there you make your discovery, the seemingly more allure you have because you didn’t have to seek out the recruiter. You can still say your were chosen at a scouting event.

Who helped you learn? Did you go to a boot camp or something?

Boot camp and modeling coaches.

How you learned: pose guides for photographers, modeling agency guides, model agencies’ YouTube channels.

Can you set me up to model with your agency??

It’s invitation only and you have to be scouted.

You’re the modeling agency until you’re accepted under a agency’s wing or get scouted.

Can you teach me to model?

At a price!/I don’t have time at the moment.

If you’re going to charge, don’t suck. I wouldn’t be fraudulent with this persona.

Maximize the pretty!! 💖💖💖💖

I will expand on this.

[moonalumi]

yo so i got this friend shes like super cool we talk every day and we talk a lot somehow we never run out of things to talk about and i think i kinda like her but she said that she doesn't mind who she likes weather its a boy or girl etc but from what i saw she has more crushes on guys than girls like i never heard her say she likes a girl i mean well she said that one girl she met at her moms house is pretty cool but that was it she never said anything else about a girl and i really don't think shes that much into girls like idk if you get what i mean but i really really like her like shes pretty and shes like so cool and amazing and her style is so wow and shes smart too not book smart but yk js SMART and omgg i love her sm she always talks about so many random things and she sends voice messages that are in between 4-20 mins long each and most of the time i don't understand what shes saying or what shes talking about but i still listen cuz 😍

anyway recently shes been complaining to me about how she likes this guy in ber class but she doesn't know if he likes her too cuz hes giving mixed signals and now shes saying about how some girls found he ig acc and took some ss of pics of her like with her face and started making fun of her and now she said "omg im literally not even pretty why did i have those pics there no one will ever love me and i will never experience young love no one thinks im pretty no one likes me " or smth like that BUT GIRL I THINK YOURE PRETTY I CAN BE YOUR LOVER I CAN DO ALL THAT FOR YOU WHAT YOU NEED SOMEONE TO TELL YOU YOURE PRETTY ILL DO THAT YOU NEED SOMEONE TO LOVE YOU I ALREADY LOVE YOU LIKE GIRLIE PLEASE STOP TALKING NONSENS SAYING YOU HAVE NO ONE YOU HAVE ME REALLY LIKE JS ONE CHANCE AND YOULL SEE HOW GOOD OF A GF I AM

btw i have no idea if you will read all this but wtv i js had to tell someone this thing

why is this so wattpad classic wlw love but OMGGGG PLZ tell her how pretty she is that girl should not be insecure if she’s as pretty as you describe her tell her she can get anyone she wants and shouldn’t crush on ugly boys when someone better is out there for her AND THAT SOMEONE IS YOU

[toaster-trash]

Does anyone actually have tips on how to manage illness, specifically easy overexertion, weakness/shakiness, fatigue, headaches, nausea, to reduce that kind of thing and manage it best I can, because I just realised I have four days to school and I’m not much better, it’s been two weeks of being especially bad, and the one friend I have who DOES struggle with similar things will not help me or tell me if he knows any kind of ways to manage it and keeps being frustratingly vague and leaving me on read and apologies for the rambling, but it is annoying me a fair amount that the one person who I actually know irl who is also struggling with prolonged poor physical health will not give me any help, and even though I’m more than willing to give him all the sympathy and support he wants, needs and deserves, it is kind of bloody annoying when I can’t bring up anything about how I’m feeling around him without getting “imagine how I feel” or without the entire conversation being him ranting and me being as sympathetic as possible, which again, I’m fine with doing and I want to do, but also although I don’t want to pull this card, no harm, but although his physical issues are likely worse than mine and I don’t want to make any assumptions, from what I’ve seen, my psychological health is very very probably far, far worse than his is. So the “I have it worse” comments do genuinely tick me off a bit.

(Also it’s not something that irritates me but I do find it a little funny that specific friend brings up feeling self conscious because he’s short/his voice is high/generally not feeling very masculine, when he is very very much the reason I figured out I was transgender because I kept looking at him and thinking it wasn’t fair HE got to be born like that and I wasn’t 💀 alas, I don’t know how the hell to say that but hopefully that would be a confidence booster for him if he knew. Moral of the story next time you feel bad about not being masculine/feminine enough, there’s a chance you’re the literal model of masculinity/femininity for someone ig)

[wanderingchocolateeclair]

Fantasy au designs and lore post!!

So~ here are my fantasy au designs and some good old character lore!

There will be another post for plot, but here’s the link to the main worldbuilding and lore post.

Info and more characters are under the cut (it’s gonna get long):

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(Can’t remember if I said smth about this but star fae have star shaped markings that these two have and hide)

Jeanist:

So, Tsunagu is half elf, half star fae, and is an elven prince.

His father was an elven king, his mother was a star fae queen.

His father found her fleeing from the village they were destroying, had a change of heart when he saw her (fell in love ooo)

He kept her safe in the palace and tried to convince the others to stop their fae-hunting and let them live in peace but they eventually rebelled against him

They had twins, Tsunagu and his sister. His mother was said to just be a "very magical elf witch" to protect them all

One day, mother got killed and Tsu’s father found her and raised the children by himself

Over time, the king had to tell them about who they were in order for them to hide it so they stayed safe

Unfortunately, darkness took over their kingdom, a dark elf (evil one, very bad) came and killed their father, taking over the kingdom and planting himself as king

Tsunagu follows orders and goes with all the dark and cruel things he says and does in order to keep his sister safe

His sister looked after a crystal necklace, given to them by their mother. She gives it to Tsunagu one day, and tells him to find the piece that it has been split from (it was in a very certain shape, making it clear it had been forcefully split in half - they didnt know what it was) 

This means he follows orders to lead an army into a forest to find and raid one of the last big fae kingdoms

He wields incredibly strong light magic, and can summon special kinds of plants and vines in particular. Isn't great at healing, but he is learning.

His star fae marking is on his neck, which he hides with his clothes and concealing magic.

His sword holds a star beacon piece and was giften to him by his father.

He is nicknamed "the blessed prince" bc of his strong magic

Is afraid of revealing who he is because of how fast star fae (even part star fae) get hunted.

Edgeshot:

Shinya is fully Star Fae, and is the King of one of the last biggest Fae Kingdoms.

Born to the last star fae village, fled when it was destroyed. He was a small child and his parents had been captured

He got taken in by a close (regular) fae kingdom, and the king and queen protected him and raised him as their own alongside their daughter. (hana - my pink fairy sister oc)

((i should mention that he had wings. A lot of Star fae do.))

One day, when he was like- a teenager, the kingdom was attacked and the king was killed, the queen fell ill shortly after and died

Shinya lost his wings protecting his new sister, and eventually the attackers retreated

She appointed Shinya as the new king, because he had shown that he would protect their people and that is how he became king (at a young age)

Him being star fae also meant that his magic could create a protective bubble against the dark, protecting his people

He holds the other half to Tsunagu's piece of the Fallen Star crystal. It was split many many years ago, where two star fae lovers were drawn apart. They split the crystal piece into two, so that they could find each other again.

(unfortunately they never did, but ig maybe they had this chance in a new life ;) )

Naturally, he has strong light magic and can use it to heal very well and create flowers and new sprouts.

He seems incredibly cold and kinda harsh at first, but he's just very protective of his people.

His people do know that he is a Star Fae, but there is a sort of like- vow- for it to never be told to anyone else. (and they are more than happy to not say anything, shinya keeps em safe they like him lol)

Short "how they meet" and their dynamic:

Tsunagu stumbles across the kingdom and gets greeted (at knifepoint) by Shinya at the river bordering the kingdom.

Tsunagu does not want to hurt fae, but he is kinda with an army of elves searching for that very village- so he doesn't believe him.

(even though he was actually looking for the village to warn them all)

He gets knocked out and taken to the fae kingdom, and he wakes up tied to a chair in the middle of a hall like “okay- i was willing to come here why did i get knocked out :(”

Cue Shinya making his proper entrance in his regal clothes and Tsunagu maybe stops functioning for a minute bc god damn he's Hot.

Interrogations.

Elves are approaching too close and so Tsunagu begs for him to let him go talk to them and so he (reluctantly) does.

Tsu tells them to return to camp. And so he goes off with them, leaving the fae kingdom safe

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their dynamic is basically just:

"enemies to lovers" but they're only enemies because they're supposed to be and - "I don't trust you, get out." "you...you strapped me to this chair- i don't wanna kill you??"

Aizawa:

Aizawa is a human with no magic. He is an assassin and a ranger.

What he doesn't know, is that he has some royal blood - but he doesn't care about that when he does find out.

His mother was a maid in a small human kingdom, and she got pregnant by one of the princes in the palace she worked at. She ran away to be safe

A kind fae witch took her in and Shouta was born, but shortly after, she died of illness

The fae witch raised him enough for him to provide for himself and left him in a bigger human kingdom (it wasn't safe and his mother had asked her to do this)

He grew up not understanding why he had been abandoned and survived by scavenging and roaming around.

He met Hizashi as a kid, and they became friends, until the two kingdoms fell apart and he could no longer see him.

As he grew older, he became an assassin -not by choice- and started going on dangerous missions for the human kingdom.

(i haven't decided what his piece should be yet, but I'll figure it out soon /lh)

Since he has no magic, he fights physically very well and with short sharp weapons.

Mic:

Hizashi is an elven prince, and is constantly kept inside and not allowed to leave the kingdom without close supervision

His fathers are very overprotective but caring, but he gets really bored and wants to explore

(even though he is. terrified. of the outside world.)

When he was a kid, he met Aizawa and they became best friends.

When they separated, he gave Shouta his crystal necklace as their "Promise" that they would get back to each other some day

He grows up and grows into his princely duties, but part of him still wondered if Shouta was still alive.

He wields relatively strong light magic and can use it to manipulate the breeze as his strong point

How they meet in the main plot and dynamic:

Shouta gets sent on a mission to assassinate Hizashi, basically, and he sets off knowing fully well that he could not do this, and that this was the time he runs away

He prays that he will remember him

Climbs into his window and, of course, we have a classic "who tf are you and how are you in my bedroom?????" moment

Until Shouta very quickly reveals his face, they have a short sweet reunion, and he explains they have to leave.

Mic agrees within seconds and just whips out his readily-packed-in-case-of-running-away-emergency bag, and off they go

Shouta returns the necklace in a very emotional sweet moment a few days later when they are safe, and they are now just on the run and out in the wild, happily

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Childhood friends to lovers - "You came back...thank you" "I promised, didn't I?"

(aka i give them enough angst in my canon hcs and other aus they deserve this one)

Powerloader:

(if it's not already known, Higari gets all my favourite tropes and design elements all the time- i swear its not favouritism, i swear shush shush /lh)

Higari is half dwarf, half dragon shifter.

He is an exiled dwarven general and a blacksmith :)

His mother was a dragon shifter that got captured by his father (a dwarven warrior). He was an asshole haha a bastard, a complete awful fuck-

Anyway his mother got pregnant with him and managed to run away for a bit and entrusted him to a lovely couple that looked after her before she was captured for good.

Higari was raised as a “dwarf” by the lovely couple that owned a smithy. They told him who he was and everything. He disguised himself as a full dwarf and grew up like that.

Eventually he got into the dwarven army, becoming one of the strongest generals.

(he just claimed that he had distant fae ancestors, which was the reason for some of his non-dwarf-like features)

But, one day they wanted to send them out on a mission to capture dragon shifters to use them to look for gold.

He outright refused in front of the king, the other soldiers and everyone. He refused by basically just stepping down right then and there. Obviously he couldn't say why, but he could not take these warriors to kill/capture innocents (like his mother)

He got ridiculed for this and exiled.

He cannot enter the palace, he cannot fight, and if he leaves the kingdom he can't return

Higari is honestly fine with this, he goes back to the smithy and just lives an easy life. Being half dragon shifter makes that not so easy, but as easy as he could.

Uses very strong and particular dark magic, and can sense magic and treasures and all sorts of those things.

His axe holds a piece of the beacon and he made it himself

When he was exiled, his Axe was taken from him and was gifted to another dwarven king as a "peace" offering

Since he is both dragon shifter and dwarf, he can make The Strongest Weapons in almost no time :)

His eyes give away his dragon shifter self, and he wears those lil metal claw things to cover up dark markings on his fingertips

Is the embodiment of Identity Crisis in this au <3

The soliders that followed him and agreed with him also got exiled. (his two children- i mean, closest friends and soldiers are thirteen and cementoss)

He doesn't know how to shift into a dragon

Ectoplasm:

Oh boy, here we go... /lh

Ecto is an elf, an elven prince to a lovely (and the least problematic) elven kingdom.

He used light magic and was a strong fighter and was often leading any battles that needed to be fought, but well, one day in these battles:

He died :)

They couldn’t find his body, but he did die.

Parents and kingdom are left to mourn him after the battle, and his good ol bestie snipe doesnt wanna believe that hes dead. (this is purely out of denial, he knows he is dead.)

Ecto wakes up in a dark cave-like room, very confused as to where he was and how he got there.

Turns out he got revived by a soulwatcher, but he didnt know why. The soulwatcher simply explained that a time would come where he would understand, but it was important that he was revived.

A few weeks pass and ecto finds out more about himself. 

He lost his legs, those apparently couldn't be replaced. He died, but he was now alive. He had skeletal features….

And he was now a wielder of dark magic instead of light magic. A certain type of dark magic too, one that he didn't fully understand.

The soulwatcher taught him the basics and how to conceal himself to look like how he used to. 

He was going to go back home and act like nothing happened, and that he was okay.

Snipe found him and was like “okay- man- i know i said i wasn’t believing you were dead but you literally got stabbed in front of me why are you alive???”

He explains everything to him bc….besties /lh and they return home.

Everyone rejoices and everything returns to how it was, except he pretends that his magic is weaker bc of the injury so he doesnt use it (bc haha dark magic now)

The soulwatcher gave him a staff with a certain crystal in the end of it. He simply said “it'll come in useful” and ecto has to just explain that a kind wizard healed him and gave it to him to help him get around.

His usual legs are made of wood but enchanted with dark magic to make them look and act normal. He had to explain that to his parents and they were like ????

And his face appears normal to others bc of magic

But (like in the designs) unmasked Ecto has shadow magic legs and his skeletal face <3

Since he is now a soulwatcher, he gets random visions and can interact with the dead.

How they met and dynamic:

Ecto's kingdom was visiting Higari's and Ecto's sword breaks during training but no royal blacksmiths can fix it bc it's "too difficult" (elvish and magic blade)

He ends up going for a walk and a civilian tells him about Higari's smithy so he goes in

Higari takes his sword and says it'll be an easy fix, and that he should come back in a day. Ecto is shocked but happily obliges.

Higari instantly knows that something is off and can sense the dark magic both on him and the sword

He also kinda fixes it immediately with the help of his own dark magic

They meet up the next evening when Ecto comes to pick up his sword, can't find Higari, walks into a lil training area around the back and almost gets hit by an axe that Higari threw at him on instinct

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They have a slightly ??? dynamic, idk how to label it - "You've got secrets, should I trust you as much as I am right now?" "You also have secrets...let's figure them out together"

but also

"everyone thinks i kidnapped you D:" "but you didn't?? This was my idea???"

—

The characters get to go on their own separate journeys and adventures, and they all lead to the same point in the end! The journeys and bonds they make separately all contribute to the shared goal of saving the world from darkness :D

I wanted to do more characters (in particular: all three of mirukyubami, hawks, thirteen and cementoss) but this is already long as it is so just these guys for now!

[chaifootsteps]

God. I was in class and remembered something. I had a falling out with someone cause of something so stupid, but it was me putting boundaries with them. As a result she, along with friends, have stalked me nonstop and constantly bad mouth me in person and online despite it being 12 years later. So, in this period of 12 years, I have had several friends she's had a falling out come and find me to try giving me "the tea". It's at the point I have everything private and deleted my IG and Twitter. Well, not long ago I went into a Starbucks and her former bestie from 3 years ago tried doing the same crap too. I won't reveal who she is or what she does, but it horrifies me that years from the incident, people still actively look for me to tell me stuff she's said about me and etc. And the thing is, i want nothing to do with her or any of her former friends. I want them leaving me alone. You don't have to post this, but I truly wonder if something similar has happened to Ashley. I've tried a lot to forget this person, but it's been hard when every chance someone gets they find me to tell me drama. I use to make statements online asking people to stop, but no one has. I know everyone talks about what a hate boner she has, but I wonder if it'll continue going on for so many years to come. I remember making a "get off my chest" post and people had said that seems like she has an untreated mental illness or she's just a pure narcissist if over 10 years later she won't stop. I just think some people are just assholes and want you to suffer. I mean, I think I've taken all the precautions for her to stop. Ok, sorry for venting. But idk, I just really wonder if something similar is happening with her.

No, I get what you're saying, and it's true.

I've never gotten a decisive, solid answer as to why Ashley's never spoken out -- whether it's out of fear for Far Fetched's future, fear of dragging other people into this, or because doing so would mean she has to talk about her personal life -- and I don't know if anyone I talk to has one either. It might be a little of all of it. But I think part of it is as simple as what you're talking about here...she wants to get on with her life and enjoy all the good things coming her way and never have to think about Vivienne Medrano again.

The problem is, Ashley and Michael are probably in the best position of anyone to stop this madness. Vivzie's hurt so many vulnerable people and is on track to hurt a whole lot more and she gets away with it because everyone's so afraid of her and her lunatic fandom.

It's got to stop. Someone's got to say something, and ideally, someone big enough that people will listen.

[lokilysolbitch]

yes its the about me post

first of all no -isms, -phobias, pro-ED, pro cringe culture, or any bigotry. dont be a dick on purpose in here thank you :) in this house we stay out of peoples business if theyre not affecting anyone or if theyre not culturally appropriating. i dont care if you think it looks dumb

anyways i like witchcraft, deity work and worship, tarot, and a lot of non witchy/polytheisty adjacent things but if you give me the opportunity to make a list i genuinely will not shut up :D ill put most of my interests in the tags

im a cottagecore girlie in the "i grew up next to a pond and regularly went fishing and orange picking in my backyard" typa way but also in the "floral dress and mushroom decor" typa way.

im part of a (suspected PDID) system but never do sign offs or anything just don't get thrown off if we say we instead of i. most of the time its the same person posting anyways. also im ace lesbian, disabled, and black.

I put active effort into being kind (not nice) to myself and others and considering that sometimes people are still learning. I wont put someone down for accidentally saying the wrong term or not knowing something. but if you chose to stay ignorant you'll probably get blocked. you still have a chance to learn! not here though <3

okay bye bye kisses xxxxxxx

update: all my original posts and a few of the things reblogged and commented on are under the tag handmadeorganicpost

update additional specific tags to look at ig:

makeaccesibilityCUNTY2023 -outfits i style around mobility aids

aeryn oc -info on my dnd character

(you may recognize my page as this)

or

or

[expired-bat]

we met in september - chapter 4

**trigger warning for this chapter: mental illness, mentions of s3lf-h4rm, self-loathing

featured song for this chapter:

enjoy &lt;3

Nothing much exciting happened throughout the day, besides the art teacher, Mrs. Morozova, excited for Y/N to be in her class. Why? She overheard that she is extremely talented in visual arts and has respect for it. Y/N felt welcomed for the second time in this building.

A day of school ends; Y/N has her earbuds on as she listens to Lovesong, her favorite by The Cure. She walked down the hallway on her way to the double doors, then she felt pressure on her shoulder. Flinching, she swooped her neck to see the blonde boy that was in a majority of her classes. She couldn’t read her face and panicked.

What did I do to him? Did I give him a dirty look earlier? Why me?!

A pregnant pause… then he spoke, “you dropped your book earlier.”

Y/N looked down to see that his hand was holding the journal. She was shocked; how did it fell off? With shaky hands, she took the journal back and clenched it with her arms.

“… thank you.” Is all she could say. She ran off the doors and went to her bus.

What the hell?! How did it fall off?! Did he find it? Oh my god, DID HE READ IT?! I need to get a new one as soon as Natalya gives me another allowance!!!

Thoughts quickly jammed in her mind as she went to her bus. She was hyperventilating and shaking all over.

“Y/N! What’s wrong?!”

She looked up to see Tatyana, looking at her with worry.

She wiped some sweat off her forehead. “No, Taty, I’m alright. It’s just my first day.” Y/N chuckled nervously.

Tatyana stared at her for a few seconds, and beamed an “okay!” before she sat down.

Y/N continued to listen to her music and looked out of the window. The blocky buildings were rampant and some trees were showing warm colors. She shut her eyes for a bit, hoping to dream about the good things in life…

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“Y/N!”

She jolted at Tatyana's cry. They were at their stop. She gathered her belongings and followed her sister home. Y/N rubbed her eyes in a daze.

“Damn, did high school really bother you that much?” the younger girl asked.

Y/N yawned. “Yeah. It’s boring with the strict teachers and stuff you have to do everyday.”

“That’s relatable. The fun part about school is about friends! Did you meet anyone?”

“… not really. I kept to myself, though there’s this boy who keeps sitting by me every time I have class with him. He even gave me back something I lost.” Y/N flushed while talking about it.

Tatyana let out a gasp. “Wow! Such a temptress! You go girl!!”

“It’s not like that! It’s obvious he isn’t interested in me and he’s a douchebag either way!”

“Hah! Whatever!”

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[Dee’s POV]

My curiosity peaked when it was Y/N’s journal. For some reason, it made me want to know her more.

I already know her schedule at this point; the next class is physics and she is in the same class. I have every class with her besides Art. I would have to wait until the last class of the day to look at that journal.

-time skip-

My last class for the day is computer science. Since no one is doing absolutely nothing and the teacher is such a Neanderthal, it gave me the chance to look through Y/N’s journal.

I pulled it out and began reading the first page.

I don’t know where to begin with this, but let’s just say that I have no one to vent my frustrations with other than someone non existent. How about I introduce myself? My name is Y/N L/N, I’m 15 years old, my birthday is (month and day), I’m a(n) (insert zodiac sign), and I’m chronically depressed and filled with anxiety. Everyone would say that I don’t talk a lot (true), I hate people (depending on the person), and I’m super creative (true ig??).

Why did I decide to get you? Two reasons; therapy and The Diary of Anne Frank. I’m fucked in the head thanks to my family’s history of undiagnosed mental illnesses. My therapist recommended that I write down my thoughts daily, so I’m giving it a try. Also, in English class, we read the Diary of Anne Frank. It made me wonder about if I suddenly die or disappear, I would document what was happening that day before it happened. Idk man it sounds dark but hey, it’s better than harming yourself right?

This page is already getting full. I’ll write to you in the morning.

I stared at the page. It feels wrong to go through it. One part of my mind is begging me to put it away and block whatever I just read and another is egging me to continue.

I flipped to another page.

Nov. 9th, 20XX

Why?? Why me??? What did I do to you??? I didn’t do anything!!!! I just wanted to get along with you. Why did I decide to trust you?? You were supposed to protect me. Why why why why WHY WHY WHY WHY WHAT DID I DO I HATE YOU SO MUCH FUCK YOU

The page ends with scribbles. Onto the next page.

Nov. 10th, 20XX

I had a relapse. I thought I was doing good but god dammit. I’m probably gonna be sent to the loony bin this time. But knowing mom, she’s gonna try her best to persuade my therapist that I’m okay. Still, I just want to be better. I want to know what it’s like to be happy in life. I hate feeling like shit. Maybe I am a piece of shit. 

There’s a small smudge of dried blood.

I scanned through the rest of the journal up until the latest entry. There, I learned more things about Y/N: 

She’s from [city, state/province, country]. 

She’s a child of immigrants; her mom seems to be extremely loving to her but she’s strict to her at times and she vehemently hates her father.

Her parents are divorced and they have joint custody. 

She has a small group of friends back at home.

She wishes to travel around the world.

She likes cooler weather, drawing and art, animals, and cute things. 

She hates summer, people yelling at her, and being overwhelmed with emotion. 

She mostly listens to new wave and gothic metal, but listens to nu and death metal, industrial, and hardcore rock. 

She seems to have low self-esteem and doesn’t believe that she’s enough. 

Her biggest fears are abandonment and failure.

She’s homesick and misses her family and friends.

I closed the book and set it aside. The bell was about to ring and I was prepared to leave the class. I pondered about what I’ve read. She intrigued me and I know that she’s afraid of me. It’s because of my demeanor. I want to know more about her, like asking her how life here is like and how her family is treating her. She’s interesting to me…

Maybe… maybe I’ll befriend her?

The day ends and I have to remind myself to give her back her journal. On my way to the bus, I see her on her way. I called out a “hey,” but she didn’t respond. I did it again, a bit louder. Agitated, I paced myself and touched her shoulder.

She flinched and her hair swifted, she looked at me in fear. It stung to see her like that, am I that scary?

There was an awkward pause. I had to speak up. I lifted the book up.

“You dropped your book earlier.”

Y/N looked down and got it with both hands. I could feel her hands shaking and I could’ve sworn our fingers brushed. She held the book as if her life depended on it.

I could barely hear it, but she muttered out a “thank you,” then ran off outside.

I stood there for a while and thought about what happened. I touched my hand on my cheek and it felt… hot?

Huh?! Am I blushing? No way! I looked at my reflection out the window and my face was pink as hell. Don’t be dumb, Dee, she’s a foreign student! She’s focusing on her studies and you barely know her!!

Does she gain my interest? Yes. But am I interested in her? Do I… like her?

Talking to people is so confusing.

[master-of-fluff]

Bit of a rant

Istfg I just stepped in dog crap again because no one wants to train the dog or take it out long enough to crap or whatever it is that it needs and I'm so tired of it and so pissed both because of m poor sock and for the dog

Because I knew this would happen when my dumbass sister said she wanted a dog I freaking told my stupid parents not to get he damn dog.

she didn't take care of her rabbit and her guinea pigs so what in the hell made them think she'd take care of, train, and clean up after a dog?

Her? The same person who threw a crying screaming on the ground tantrum because my brother threw a damn 'party' in the same roblox server as her at the same time as her at fucking 11 years of age? The same intutled brat that throws a fit when asked to do any chores now at almost 13? And you thought this would be a good idea?

How can anyone be this stupid????

Oh and they wanna complain about her animal neglect now?

Where was this when she didnt wanna take care of the other pets anymore? Oh wait they probably didnt even notice because instead of being responsible parents and fixing the mistake of buying an animal for someone who wasnt ready for one like most parents would via taking the animal on as their own they just made their eldest, me, do it.

And i knew it was an especially bad idea since they didn't even bother to learn enough about those last three pets or this one, or any of our pets to know what they needed and then got sad when the dang rabbit and pigs died earlier then they should've even though i and my friend told them they need better cages and bedding but we were "just kids and they were adults so we didn't know better then them and what we were talking about" (wtf was my dad on when he said that he's literally never had a pet before cuz my grandma on that side is literally scared of animals)

And now that iv made it clear that I'm not going to be the one to do it again (I mean ofc ill take him out sometimes if asked I'm not gonna be cruel to the poor thing it didn't ask to be here anymore then I did but there's no way in fuck I'm gonna go out of my way to take care of it like I tried to with the others like iv been down this path quite a few times and I'm not going down it again) they have to deal with it and surprise, surprise! they like it just as much as raising their kids (barely tolerating it)

Istg I wanna give that dog to someone else that'll actually take care of it, hell even my sister wants to give it to someone that'll do a better job but my mom is like

"no we take time care of him fine and the toddlers are too attached to teddy it would hurt them" it'll hurt even more when we're all in the hospital for breathing in too much dog poop bacteria that's probably permanently imbedded into the carpet and then animal services or whatever take him by force since no one but me actually cleans it up and only if its in my room or a communal space like seriously I'm not cleaning it up if its in my brothers room istg that is as much my responsibility as the dog itself is my responsibility.

he should keep his door closed since he's lucky enough to both not have the dog's cage in his room and also have a door.

And you know what else? The easiest solution would be to fix the backyard fence and put in a doggy door - with a lock to keep the raccoons out ofc - but fat chance my dads gonna fix the fence or ask any of our family to do so, like literally you just have to fix the 2 gates not even the whole fence but that's apparently too hard so ig I'll have to figure that out myself after getting a job or whatever ffs

[nonbinary-sticks-the-badger]

id like to start this post with a link to a fundraiser masterpost and a reminder to do your daily clicks.

as i mentioned in my last post, i probably wont be posting about anything scu-related in the future, at the very least not anything praising it. if i reblog shadow referencing a keanu reeves role, my bad, ive only seen so many things with him in it. if i reblog scu art that i think is just mainline, my bad, i wasn't thinking. im gonna be honest i dont even think ill do little things, like stobotnik but in mainline context, though i will say, stobotnik mainline au may be like. the 1 exception??? because i do like the ship??? but thats the complete extent of what ill post, if that.

a part of me wants to say "but this is spoiling other people's fun!" and then the other part of me says "by not giving a platform to actors and a company that is complicit in genocide" and it shuts up the first half pretty easily. remember that considering everything, while yes it's likely to have very anti-military, anti-us themes, there is a chance both knuckles and sonic 3 will contain hidden pro-israel propaganda. if it wasnt obvious, i don't want to post about israeli propaganda.

for anyone who knows me personally, or at least messages me, im more likely to be more leniant seeing as. well. it's not public. but im still not sure if ill talk about it unless it comes up in conversation???

ik i have a handful of people here who are mostly scu fans, possibly even scu exclusive. ig im sorry??? i can understand why theres a lot of scu fans, so i suppose if you like scu but you also want to stop posting about it, may i recommend some OTHER things to try (this is a long list so buckle up:

hop (2011) has a similar plot to sonic 1 and has james marsden (who is also not a good person but i dont think even universal would care if youre pirating hop (2011))

a really good place to start is honestly the snapcube dubs!!! you might get a few spoilers from context clues but theyre a really fun way to get to know games a little bit! obviously, theres a big barrier of there only being 5 dubs of 4 games, but i feel like once youve watched the dubs you can sort of get into the rest of her videos from there (theres also. theres this one. this one series. that people like. btw.)

while yeah i recommend the games, theyre sort of hard to know where to start. all i can really say is, dont start from forces or frontiers, at least know the plot of sa2 and thats basically it. ig if you want to play EVERY game, you dont really need to play anything before sonic 3 & knuckles and even then you can still start from sonic adventure and learn the plot of s3&k

NiGHTS is fun but also youll learn nothing about sonic i just wanted to mention it

if youre more into the action, i recommend sonic prime (and also, a few fix-it-fics or rewritten endings)

i recommend sonic boom if you want the comedy* and the characters living (mostly) normal lives. also you can literally watch most of sonic boom for free on youtube idc if im biased i will die on the hill of it being the best sonic canon. yeah im even including rise of lyric. no i have not played rise of lyric. do not mention the wasted potential of the concepts or i will explode.

*no offense but sonic boom is way funnier. idc if im biased because the sonic films are honestly only a step up from mcu humour most of the time, if that

if you want lore, i recommend the comics rather than the games, seeing as its slightly daunting where to start with the games. for a slightly more sanitised and. ig "normal" experience, read either idw or post-reboot archie. but if you want things to get a little wild theres pre-reboot archie. the only archie comics ive read are sonic boom and NiGHTS, so im not speaking from experience. but. wow. theres a lot to unpack there

if for whatever reason you just want sonic thats completely different to the games, i recommend sonic the comic and any of the 90s cartoons!!! theyre honestly really fun and because theyre so early on in sonic history (?) theres so many inconsistencies

sonic the fighters is fun but also you literally will never have to play that ever and its hard to find anyway

im pretty sure ive mentioned every canon there??? and a few things i dont need to lol. but the point is, if you are a fan of scu, you arent immediately a bad person! BUT (and here's the bit you actually have to listen to): if you are posting and praising the scu, particularly the upcoming projects, you are giving a platform to a large chunk of zionists.

[whyme-anamayi]

TW

Ig but also tw venting and something dying of some sort.

It's sad when the last person you trusted in the world who is your fp(favorite person) and bsf, when before and after your last breakup yoy swore to never let yourself fall inlove again, yet your bsf had this way of swooping you off your feet, then yall date

When you were the only person in his entire 23 years of life. Who stood by him, never judged him, never hurt him, cared, and loved him unconditionally even before dating. The only person in his life to not abuse him in anyway, not toxic in anyway

Knocks you up by some miracle when the both of you are infertile. Promises to never leave you no matter what, then take your vCard, then leaves but says yall are still bsf.

Breaks up with you and starts treating you like shit. Is not being supportive and gas lights you, projecting what he is and is doing to you onto you. Saying your a reg flag and a stop light, being an asshole, not trying to understand you what so ever, ruins dating men for you. Ruins dating for you for the final time when you before swore to never date again but decided to give him a chance. And when I love, i Love hard. So hard and so much that the love I can no longer give hurts.

He gave me broken heart syndrome. LItterally, my doctor told me. It's bad enough yet with 3 more mouths to feed, but that's also killing me now, too, then my problem with my sternum hypothetically if I wasn't pregnant with his 3 kids and did not have this tubal pregnancy, did not have broken heart syndrome, I would be dying in like 2-2.5 years from my sternum. But now with all of this stress it's less than 1 year ontop of all of this other shit.

He ruined the human race for me. The last person I trusted on earth.. shattered my soul.. broken promises.. sworn to never leave because people leave him. Same as me.. left me.. he ripped out my heart, and he owns it forever.. I'll never love again. He took half of me. The other half here is dead except for the 3 embers slowing, burning, and going out. That he gave me.. I swear one day I'll be famous and he will regret it. But I'm never letting anyone in ever again. Never let anyone close to me. Never telling people my plans. Never let anyone know the real me ever again. I won't speak unless spoken to. I'm distancing myself and isolating myself. Even if or when I go back online and people make plans. Even now, they noticed something wrong with me. But I will never be the same. I will never love the same. I am a different person.

You change so drastically to the point that no one recognizes you. Once, the last person you had and trusted and cared for broke your soul. You can never be the same bubbly person you once were when dating them when they were fixing you. My friends and his best friend

Said

I miss the bubbly you when yall were together. I said yeah me too.

But I'll never be like that again. I'm maturing even more. I never had. A childhood. At the age of 3 I had to cook and clean and learn medication for my ill mother.

Life sucks man... get something good... gets taken away tenfold.. can't win.

[namuneulbo]

week sixty-four

this week. woah. it was......... a lot.

well, to start off... i have a crush on v. i figured this out on monday and since then its gotten so severe lol. monday to friday was spent thinking ab him and also apparently not hiding it very well from l. ill come back to this later but this entire chapter will for sure be ab him and also in sm detail.

ive kind of talked a lot ab him and just my “new friends” in general a lot w l and my mom. i think my mom even has suspicions that i like either d or v (bc i talk ab them the most prob).

i started spamming n, s and t and also i, m and t ab him. i wont be able to cover what i told them all individually but n def received the most detailed info yet only one pic (WHICH WAS A HORRIBLY EMBARRASSING ONE I TOOK ON BEREAL WHEN IT CUT EVERYONE OUT AND THEIR POSES SO IT WAS JUST HIM NOT POSING AAAAA I FEEL LIKE A MOM WHO TAKES PICS OF HER KIDS WO CONSENT TT). i talked A LOT w s ab him too and w t i just spammed quickly on monday/tuesday i think, i cant bother checking. when i told i, m and t they immediately asked for a pic and i was scared theyd bully me lol but they said hes solid WOO! s approved of him too, saying the nail polish and his guitar made him seem very much like my type.

ill give u all who might be reading this a lil description of his pros. i would say a reminder to future me as well but yk maybe we end up together so :* heres what weve got so far:

- hes taller than me.

- has a niiiiiice voice.

- nice sense of style. its like basic as in plain colors (pretty much only black, hell wear white sweaters or super dark colors). it looks so good.

- hes a metalhead (+ we have two bands in common, ghost and polyphia).

- piercingssss!

- hes so talented, like he can play guitar, drums AND piano flawlessly.

- hes funny.

now to his cons: he’s not fully single. so. um. idk if theyre dating or in a situationship or just talking but its something for sureeee.

i dont ever want to like, break them up on purpose or like make moves on him while theyre talking bc im not a fucking douchebag. it is quite sad seeing them together though. i cant help but dislike the girl hes w a bit even though i dont want to, shes really cool and gorgeous and nice im just so O_o

on wednesday we had band class and i was MESMERIZED. he had a concert that same day so he was dressed up in a navy button-up, black jeans cuffed over a black pair of chelsea boots. i had to leave a couple times during practice bc i had to practice harmonies w the singers and i remember literally feeling sad ab not being able to stare at him playing the piano so perfectly.

in the evening i went out to the bar for the weekly music quiz they do. i went w a, c and v at first but later on d and p joined (not dan and phil sadly). i was super awkward lol but it was my first time hanging out w just them and it felt so,,,, new to me. im glad i did it though, ig? i got to see him even if it was awkward. also, i think d has my old backpack that i left to a thrift shop. its a floral pattern w black faux leather details and gold buttons. its quite cute and it fits him really well.

i did eventually warm up a bit but nothing crazy.

i was already comfy around c but after wednesday, i was also comfy around d. he was so nice that i even questioned if i liked him as well but turns out i was probably really desperate TT i tend to never be interested in ANYONE when i like someone and thats really obvious now. even though my chances w v r low, i still deleted all my dating apps and stuff bc i dont have the desire to go on them as of rn.

on friday i had been CRAVING a party to go to all day. i was just waiting for someone to send a message saying “yo, party at vs place!”. we usually party at his place. i literally ranted to my mom ab how bad i was hoping for someone to throw a party and this wasnt even just bc of getting to see v but i was genuinely so socially starved. finally, around 19:30 id say, someone sends a message in the class gc telling everyone ab a party at his place. i immediately message l begging for them to come w me and even saying if they dont, ill go either way bc i want to go so bad. they end up declining and i go to the party myself. i get ready in a few minutes, just fixing my day-old makeup and eating and drinking water and stuff so i wont throw up the second i drink alcohol. i was so quick and i was walking w such speed around the house so i think my mom has probably started to connect the dots now that theres someone i like bc im never that excited ever. i leave along w my mom who took the dog out for a walk. since v lives so nearby she walked w me pretty much the entire way.

id never usually be this confident but i had been talking w s the entire day and she hyped me up SO much. i actually love her sm for that. i arrive there, v throws down his keys from the balcony, i catch them and go up to his apartment. i was a tad bit quiet in the beginning but i really tried to force myself to just relax and look cool and i did after a little while. we blasted metal and one of the first things they did was that everyone of them, c, d and v, went out for a smoke so i joined in even though i dont smoke but i enjoyed the lil passive smoking sesh on the tiny balcony, stuck behind d and v.

(bereal just went off, vs so cute).

anyways, i quite quickly felt more relaxed, i kinda forced myself to sit more,, relaxed and stop fidgeting and i got more included in the convo by queueing songs to play. i first asked v to queue kingslayer by bmth and babymetal and he was super excited ab it so i was so glad he liked it. we listened to it on a party a whileeee ago and i remember being so excited ab the fact that he liked that song too. a had arrived by now and hes v good to have there in that sense that he will make me join in the convo somehow if i havent talked in a while. he made me queue another song and i queued drowning lessons by mcr. i was so caught by surprise and i always get so shit at using tech shit and the internet in front of ppl, idk why, so v started guiding me on what buttons to press TT i hadnt thought of drowning lessons in the first place actually but i just kind of naturally went w mcr for some reason and then ended up choosing my fav song by them. we listened to it and v was like “DID HE JUST VOICE BREAK???” and i was like “oh, maybe? i mean its their first album so the mixing and recording might be a bit shit” and he replayed the part and was like “THERE IS A VOICE BREAK!” and c started explaining to him in distress that its just how u sing punk TT after a while v was like “its still going? how long is it?” and checked and it was right before the outro and i was like “waittt, we havent gotten to the best part yet!” and he leaves it and the breakdown comes and he does a stankface and just looks at me like “oh, a breakdown ending, hell yeah!” and i was so happy haha

last song i queue is taking you out by passcode. as i was typing it v read out what i was typing and kept guessing songs, heh, it was so cute. he asked me ab the band and stuff and then said like “oh, she growls really well for a woman” and the proceeds to elaborate in distress that he didnt mean it in a misogynistic women-cant-growl type of way but in a its-genuinely-harder-for-a-woman-to-do-metal-growls. it was quite cute, he tends to do that a lot, like overexplaining things so ppl dont think hes being a dickhead even though he says very normal things TT its so cute and it really shows that he cares.

i mentioned that i was ab to start learning growling w my vocal teacher and how she also said she wants to get the singer of finntroll to come and teach growling to me (WHICH IS SO COOL???). v was like “oh my god, im also ab to practice growling w my vocal teacher” and then when i told him ab the singer of finntroll thing he got so excited and just “what??? for real??? thats so cool???” and proceeds to be like “omg, when ur w him tell him uve got a friend who wants to have a lesson w him too” and c joins in and says the same. i felt so cool in that moment haha

me, c and d went out to go meet the ppl from school who had been touring all week. before we left i went to pee and literally on the toilet i was smiling sm bc i felt so comfy and happy and all that in that moment like, i was talking to him??? and he was talking back???? and he smiled???? he wanted to talk to me????? i did a lil happy jump sesh after i washed my hands. then otw to school, me, c and d were jumping around and running and yelling. them bc they were drunk, me bc i was so excited abt finally feeling comfy w them + obviously getting to talk to v successfully after crushing so hard on him the past week. i was so happy too bc i finally felt like i kind of belong. i felt for the first time true that like “oh my god, they dont hate me!”. so while meeting the ppl at school i was sooooo happy and like greeting everyone and just smiling and feeling so cool and included and aaaaaaa i was so happy i cant even explain it. c and d r the coolest ppl ever!!!

we went back w s + we left d behind for a bit, sorry d!! now this was when i was truly connecting the dots between s and v. partypooper. i did tag along to the bar w all of them afterwards though. i just went by my place to eat something and get my id.

i arrived to the bar and i sat down next to c at first but later moved next to d so i could sit on the couch. me and c went to buy drinks and then d left to go smoke. there was an awkward space between me and v so i tried to subtly move closer to him and later when d came back he just sat in the spot i sat earlier so i sat between him and v.

more ppl arrived and i ended up becoming squished between d and v. NOW THIS. this changed me as a whole human being. i have been terrified of men all my life and w not specific reason bc the thing is that its not rooted in like, being scared that theyll do something, i just genuinely get more tense around men than women. this moment was so, special to me and not just bc i was squished next to v and our arms and legs were in constant touch but like, i got this kind of realization that, maybe i dont need to be nervous. like, theres nothing to worry ab. i trust d and v. theyre really nice. d i was already comfy w since wednesday and v i just that evening got comfy w. although i am touch deprived i really just,,, felt so happy, safe and relaxed in a group if people, in the middle of two men. i didnt feel the need to fidget out of nervousness and stuff. i was just, calm.

v looks over at me and asks me how drunk im planning to get. he himself says he wants to be so drunk he throws up. i jokingly reply saying i dont want to throw up. he starts showing me a scale w his hands, going down from ten and giving each level its own name so like “this is throw up drunk, this is like this and this is that...” and i end up saying i wanna get slighty above drunk and hes just like “so like a six?” and i nod. he says something along the lines of “thats cool, thats solid”.

later a girl sits next to d and begins talking w her. he starts whispering w v over my lap and i just sit there laughing awkwardly, hoping someone would notice and laugh w me as well. they dont talk for too long but they do this again later and talk for like two minutes straight over my lap and i just use this time to admire vs back and his ear piercings. d apologises and i chuckle and tell him its fine and that i didnt mind (i really did not bc i am truly so touch-starved). d later tells me ab this girl and bc of the music he has to really be close to my ear and talk w me. we talk like that for a while and he says hes glad i understand his situation. long story short, this girl had apparently been trying to flirt w him even though he has a girlfriend. i think he handled the situation really well.

v once again looks over at me, this time as were both kind of resting against the booth, bodies facing each other. he just asked how i was feeling today but it felt so intimate and i was savoring the conversation and eye contact as much as i could. i told him that i was really craving social interaction today so i was really glad i could tag along w them. he acted a bit funnily so i asked him how drunk he was. he said he feels a bit sick. idk why but that convo was so :’) i am TREASURING it.

him and s decided to leave, making almost everyone else leave. i stayed for a bit w a and c and some other unknown ppl but decided to leave after a bit. while me, a and c went out when they went to smoke i saw a bunch of ppl from both elementary and middle school. d, l, n and t. i was kind of hoping one of them wouldve noticed me earlier while i was w v and all the others so they could be like “omg shes sitting next to two guys, i wonder if shes dating anyone of them” or like “omg she has such cool friends now”.

okay, thats all on friday. saturday however, i met up w l for a bit, i tell them ab my crush on v. i sit them down, hold their hands and keep eye contact.

“so on wednesday we had a conversation on tiktok and i talked ab how boy obsessed i am feeling these days, right?”

they continue looking at me, asking me if this is ab e. i dont tell them yet.

“so after i said that, u said ‘well as long as its not d or v bc ik theyre the only friends we have but i assure u there r better alternatives’”

they begin staring at me in shock and yell:

“l! not them, omg! which one is it- no, wait. let me guess... d?”

i look at them for a bit before replying: “its not d.”

“ITS V? L, NO U CANT!” and they kick me as im laughing so hard im falling of the bed.

“IT IS! i have a fucking crush on v!”

we talk ab this for a while and i tell them ab friday and all that and it was sm fun lol

after me and l ahd hung out i went out to a proper party held at school. like dancing-beer-pong-bar kind of party. i met d and some others outside of the enterance and say hi. i then go inside and immediately meet c and c. they bring me to the dance floor and shows me where all the drinks r and everything. i see v playing beer pong. i dont like dancing at all so i join for a bit but leave soon enough. i sit and talk w a for a while. when v sat down on the same couch i was in i told a who was sitting on the other side that she could sit down on the couch properly instead of just sitting on the armrest and so she did and my evil plan worked, i got to move even closer to v. after a while it was finally our turn to play beer pong, we played w just water though. it was my first time playing and i was in the same team as a. she was so good? we played again v and two others. it was so humilating to play against v but my team won thanks to a. she was really awesome. during our last cup, v tried distracting me by hovering his hands over the cup but it literallyt made me aim better bc i could look at his hands TT he only distracted me w his hands and never a.

i left after s arrived to the party bc i got so sad seeing her w v lol but i was overwhelmed by the party anyways lol

sotw: bring me the horizon - alligator blood

[sammydem0n64]

I need to keep myself from going insane so uhhh miscellaneous gijinka oc headcanon post! Yass!!!

-Sukir might honestly be drink/color mixed, or at least one of his parents had color gijinka blood in them. I mostly say this bc I’ve given him attributes that fit my color gijinkas (aka a colored tongue and how he primarily dresses in shades of the same color) before I even had Over Rainne Bay. Idk him being mixed in some way just makes sense ig

-Percy hates Mother’s and Father’s Day, but not because of his parents deaths. It mostly because anyone who knows his past gives him sympathetic looks and even verbal condolences on these days, something he despises. He’s moved on from the events, and he doesn’t need to be constantly reminded of his parents’ passings, and yet he can never escape it.

-Ok I wanna talk abt the whole deal with Seale + Schwep’s dad and his wives.

—His first wife (who he didn’t have kids with) tried to kill him for the inheritance but failed.

—His second wife (Seale’s mother) was pretty average but the relationship still fell apart, it was just on friendly terms but for whatever reason, Seale’s dad had full custody of her. I want to believe her parents fell out due to several differences, so perhaps her mother had a packed work schedule, contrasted with her dad’s retired life, meaning he could actually raise a kid.

—His third and final wife (Schwep’s mother) is a simple woman deeply infatuated with him, and he returns the favor, but this resulted in them neglecting Schwep since they’re only concerned with their own love life. Hence why Schwep went to live with Seale when she moved out, and why he latches onto Chazn as a mother figure.

-The true amount of kids Derrick has is unknown, but I’m keeping it at the current amount solely because I hate having to update the family tree. We can take this as he only has six kids canonically or that we have only seen his six kids, regardless I am preserving my own sanity

-Swirlnie is often forgotten by his peers and even teachers in school due to how quiet he is

-Peache is genuinely incapable of feeling fear. The most you get out of her is concern for her loved ones but that isn’t even fear, it’s just being realistic given how one of her besties might be dying from illness and knowing her own daughter lives in an area with an active serial killer

-Grapine and Banip are both 5’5.

-Firo was actually the shortest member of the Old Oreo Gang. Everyone (Sugao, Marion, Marshe, Ivan) were taller than him. Even Bonnie, Chuck and Hershey are taller than him.

-Going to be honest Baron and Bruce could have more hidden kids that were the result of hookups, especially Baron since he targets such young woman (more fertile). This fact about Bruce terrifies Peax.

-Bern looks a lot like his mother, this often makes Jonas feel a melancholic nostalgia

-I think Ket would be very talented at playing the violin. Like if Marshe didn’t die and they had the money to afford it, he’d be a violinist as a hobby in his youth. Of course nowadays he doesn’t have the chance to even consider playing the violin

-Minle’s dating life is a mess because Minzi has basically hated all of his previous girlfriends, she just didn’t reach the point of killing them

-Beau was actually the result of a hookup gone wrong, and his parent who gave birth to him abanonded him with Rosemary basically right after he was born. She raised him ever since and would’ve beat the shit out of her sibling if they crossed paths-

-Prim is honestly has a rather large build? He’s not a muscle machine but he’s still rather toned and has the strength to show for it, this surprises everyone whose only heard of him in passing-

[briellesumbrella]

(2/2) I said hi to both of them. Only he replied. I now found myself on the opposite end of the cold shoulder. Such cruel irony. I was actually on my way to my 5th period and they had the opposite lunch that I had. So really I only got to see them in passing as this happened in the second semester of that year. We originally had lunch together but then we were split up by the school swapping classes and such. But as I sat in 5th period all I could think about was if she was ever going to forgive me. A week went by and all I got from her was more of the same silent treatment. I was beginning to think I was such garbage for not being able to fix something so simple. I may have been at fault from the start but seriously? It really started to mess with me why this girl wouldn’t give me the chance to explain. I had been nothing but kind to her and I never thought of myself as someone who would become anyones enemy or to be the subject of such dejection. But still I held no ill will towards her. Eventually I gave up thinking eventually when she’s ready she will talk to me. The ball was in her court and I simply wanted to explain myself. Eventually the year was over and I had no closure. I had no one. I purposefully ignored D and then was ignored by L. What followed was two years of anger that boiled with intent to kill her. After that in senior year she wanted to put it all to rest as she knew I was angry from my posts on the internet. She hugged me knowing how hurt I was but I was floored when she told me she didn’t remember what I had said that made us stop talking. I hid my real emotions and pretended everything was fine and that I would stop being angry. She asked what she could do to fix everything. She suggested she’d hurt herself to make everything better. I didn’t want that. I wanted to try again to be like we were but I knew it could never erase that hatred. So I said I don’t need a thing. Just be happy. And she promised she would. Even after everything. I wanted to hold no ill will towards her. Her apology complicated things and caused me conflict. Now that I wasn’t mad what was left? I failed high school as I purposefully tanked my classes out of angst for this whole situation. I had no friends as all I would talk about was my anger and no other normal person wanted to deal with my baggage. I became no one. And then I decided to let myself breathe. Eventually I found my current wife at the second half of senior year. And I’m still here now because of her. She even tolerates my neurotic tendencies and helps distract me from my dark place. I truly am undeserving of this happiness but my wife makes me a better person everyday.

Everything gets a return. Truer words were never spoken. Today is L’s birthday, but I won’t say it anymore. It’s been too long for me to still be griping about this but here I am forever caught in that loop in my mind as it’s etched into my skull like a scar. Maybe I’m too over dramatic or maybe I’m mentally unwell. Maybe I need therapy or maybe something is too far broken in me to try and fix anything. This is just how it is. How it was supposed to happen. But neither one will ever know. D is married to a guy who bad mouthed her once directly to me along with another girl named Patty. I wouldn’t want D to know as I’m not that type of person. I would want her to know so she was fully aware about the guy she loves being someone who tried to convince me to break up with her (as if we were really a real couple) so he could sneak her to himself. He manipulated my image of her and tried to make me think she was weird but little did he know that only made me like her more. It’s really too bad that’s who she married but I took the high road. I’m not about to break up a family of three (now four as I predicted she would have a daughter to her directly on IG). I just really hope they are happy together. I hope I made the right choice by her even if it was at the cost of my guaranteed happiness with D. As for L, she is also married. Last I heard no kids. But as I write this I have a feeling they have one on the way. The guy she married was born in the same country, hell even the same city as me. Which to be honest really stings. It’s as if this happened the way it did just to spite me. One major difference from myself is he’s into soccer. Which has been a different bane to my existence as I loathe that sport. But that’s a different story. I don’t wish them the best. Hell I don’t even really care what happens to them as I blocked them both on all conceivable social media since before Covid. All I know is that this eats away at me wether I think about it or not and wether I’m sorry about it or not. Just knowing my life could’ve been different had I not spoken to those two. If my existence was just purged from this timeline. Maybe things would change slightly or maybe significantly. All I know is I’m such a waste if space and I���m nothing but scum. I hurt both of their hearts and all I can do is whine about it. Something in my mind keeps me from moving on and nothing I do will fix anything. I don’t wish to change the past or to even talk to my past self. All I want is for that moment to not exist. For myself to have not existed because it hurts knowing the trajectory of my life forever changed over one statement. One god damn statement.

I’m forever cursed…

[dadsbongos]

Oh, I was thinking about how Hajime would react to antag reader coming up to him and waking him up after having a nightmare, like, how would he comfort her? Really love your writing by the way, especially about antag reader ahh! 🌸

thank you so much!! idk if anyone reads these lil notes before the posts, but whenever you guys compliment my writing, it literally makes my heart explode into a million little more hearts, it’s so cute and it makes me so happy every single time. thank you for all the support, it makes my entire day so much better.

Request for: Hajime Hinata Warnings: nightmare tings, mental illness ig, gendered insult (bitch), brief mention of facial scarring, spoilers ~~~

“I never should’ve taken a chance on you,” he spat.

His face was hazy and the strong features found in the daytime were gone, replaced with general bulbs of browns and greens to make Hajime Hinata.

“I always knew you were just a bitch looking for attention, it’s nothing new with you.”

Monokuma held her down, more and more Monokuma bots piling onto her the more she struggled to get up. To run away.

“You didn’t care,” she mumbled.

Pinks and greens flashed into the visage of the late Ultimate Gamer.

“I died protecting you all, you were my friend, and you weren’t even sad I died.”

A platform boot with red laces planted itself on her head, aggressively shoving her chin into the blank nothingness meant to be the ground.

“She always loved me more than you,” she giggled.

Purples and whites clamming together into the staggering mess of Mikan Tsumiki.

“You were always trying to be better than her, who could ever love that?”

The blurry figure of Hajime came closer, standing above her and raising a leg up to press the bottom of his shoe into her face, “You’ve always been nothing.”

The pressure was suffocating and the Monokumas only increased in number and their weight was beginning to crush her where she lied. She tried reaching out to Hajime and Chiaki and Mikan and got nothing in return. They only watched as she was slowly brought into the numbness of irrelevance - realizing what they said was true.

She was nothing.

She was awful.

She was unloving.

She was unlovable.

Shooting upright in bed, (Y/n) awoke with heavy breaths burning her lungs and cold sweat hanging along her forehead. Her fingers pulled at the blankets over her body, grounding herself in where she was. Then they moved to the bumps in her face, her scars from her own idiocy. Who could ever love her?

With these scars and these instabilities, she was practically hanging off of Hajime at all times. 

It was unfair to him.

And so, when she usually would’ve quietly, shyly padded down the hall and to his room, she turned and went to the dining area. Fixing herself at the head of the table and staring down at the table cloth. She laid her head in her hands, closing her eyes and thinking over her own nightmare in the dark.

With more and more memories coming into recollection each day, she felt her heart weigh heavier every night when she settled into bed.

She was friends with Chiaki and didn’t even shed a tear at her execution.

Nagito was her dearest companion at every turn and she hadn’t been sad at his death. She hadn’t mourned his loss with the others when they hated him just as much in the program. She was especially heartless.

She was a monster with the face to fit. Who could love that?

Everything Hajime ever called her was true. She was a ruthless bitch. She was the worst. She should’ve died in the Neoworld Program and been left in.

The lights flickered around her before eventually landing into solid brightness, footsteps siding up beside her and the chair next to hers being taken.

“(Y/n), you okay?”

No.

“Fine.”

“What happened?”

I’m horrific. Why are you around me? You’re so perfect and I’m nothing. I’m the worst.

“Nightmare.”

“Wanna talk about it?”

Please?

“No.”

“I’ll be here when you’re ready,” Hajime’s hand came to gently pat her shoulder, “If that’s talking or going back to your room, whatever.”

Don’t. Please don’t. Just go. I’m not worth it. I’m not worth anything you could ever give me, especially your friendship.

“Thank you.”

“Can I hug you? If not, that’s perfectly fine. I just want to help.”

A shaky nod was all he received - it was all he needed before wrapping the girl in his arms and hoping his embrace would warm her heart.