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flvrism · 7 months

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For A 2nd Time...

‘Who knows!!’ Sakura said, ‘perhaps you’re just falling for a second time.’ But does it count as falling when you didn't ever really stop feeling something for her?

Warnings: Cussing, mentions of death, mentions of the word 'ghost', bad attempt of angst.

Genre: exes 2 lovers

Featuring: Aespa Ningning, Giselle, Le sserafim Sakura, Yunjin, Enhypen Sunoo, Jay,

Author's Note: Just a small disclaimer this is NOT a smau it's a small thing I got inspired when I was listening to reflections by the neighbourhood and decided to write it on impulse. Pls give feedback since its been so long since i last wrote something and english isn't my first language.

'The universe works in so many wonderful ways, always in our favour and never against us. It knows our deepest desires whether we are aware of them or not. But it sometimes has to show you things like a slap on the face if you don't see the subtle signs or just blatantly ignore them.' You finish typing on your computer as you work on your creative writing's essay.

Your friend, Sakura is making you company and taking a break from her responsibilities, and you see you aren't ignoring her on purpose, but you suddenly got inspiration for your essay, which you won't let go to waste. After a while you feel bad for not listening to her and decide to take a break to focus on the conversation.

The topics vary from whether she believes in ghosts, which she apparently does not and tells you to get good night sleep if you believe in all that because it's part of people's imagination and need for attention to seem interesting to somehow exes. Which is a topic you aren't very fond of considering how you went through a breakup recently.

‘Who knows!!’ Sakura said, ‘perhaps you’re just falling for a second time.’

It's been exactly 2 weeks since that conversation.

It is safe to say you weren’t getting any sleep tonight again, unsurprisingly... That conversation with Sakura still replaying on your mind. Perhaps that was the universe giving you a clearer sign and telling you to get your shit together.

Could you even consider it ‘falling’ when the feelings truly never went away? Call It ‘falling’ for a second time when you still feel the rush of emotions just as the first time you met her? Seeking for answers to an already answered question was a waste of time yet here you are asking yourself the same question every night hoping to somehow wake up to a different answer refusing to accept the one you already knew.

But to hear this from someone else just felt too much, it was as if someone else was voicing out your unconscious thoughts for you.

And you hated it.

Without looking at your phone you could already tell by the countless of other nights that you’ve stayed up that it was no less than 4 in the morning.

Great just great, another sleepless night with a very busy day ahead. This should not be affecting you as much.

but it is.

Staring at the ceiling you ask to whatever is out there to spare you from this misery and just as you’re about to fall asleep your alarm starts ringing.

This is probably karma from breaking up with her you think while sighing loudly, ‘come on, Yn!! Pull yourself together’ you whisper. No matter how tired you are you still have responsibilities so you get out of bed to attempt to make it look like you're not on the verge of breaking down.

Making your way into the stuco office you’re greeted by Sakura, Yunjin, Sunoo, and Jay. Giselle nowhere to be seen which you assumed was her being late, but she’s had a busy week with the preparations for the welcome committee of new students. Taking a sit you make a mental note to ask her if she needs anything imagining how tiring these past weeks have been for her.

There's no reason for all of you to be up as early as 6:40 in the morning and in school already but mere habit.

'So, today is the big day', you say with a sigh.

'I can't believe our classes are the ones helping out the new students that are just starting and we’re almost leaving.’ Sakura says before being interrupted by Yunjin with a fake cry and the most dramatic ‘I DON’T WANT TO LEAVE I’M NOT READY TO BE A HAG’, following right after which makes the whole room laugh.

Sakura clears her throat giving Yunjin a stern look pretending to be annoyed, but the smile on her face says otherwise and the attention is back to her as the laughter subsides, ‘as I was saying...' She pauses, hesitating to continue her words and you instantly catch onto this being the observant person you are by nature and it's making you feel anything but calm to hear what she has to say.

'I was thinking. No, we were thinking. What if you somehow end up being paired with NingNing.'

As soon as you heard that you immediately froze. It was way too early in the morning to be dealing with this shit you thought.

Seeing that you looked like you saw hell itself and came back up to earth they spoke up, ‘look it wouldn’t be such a bad idea yn... you could maybe fix everything with her, and we don’t say you necessarily have to get together, but being friends or even being able to simply say hi would be a good start for the both of you’, says Jay.

And you know he is right. You hate that he knows you so well, but you’re not ready for this, it feels like it’s too sudden for you to think that it's a good idea to fix your relationship and start over.

Ningning is someone you have known for as long as you can remember, she has been there for every important milestone in your life and suddenly not having her around has not been easy.

Everyone around you can tell you two aren't the same, and not in the sense that your personalities changed but in how it's always been Ningning and Yn, Yn and Ningning, the inseparable duo.

Snapping out from your thoughts as the always reasonable Yn you say no. 'We broke up, I broke up with her.' You correct yourself. 'I don’t want to do it and I don’t care if I don’t ever fix my relationship with her.'

'I'm not interested so our home room teacher can pair her with someone else.’ Lie after lie is all that comes out of your mouth, and it hurts, but you can’t do it. You're too scared of how she will react, especially since it’s been 5 long months of no contact between you two after that breakup.

Glancing at your phone you notice how it's already 07:15 and as you stand up you say, ‘i’ll be taking my leave, it's almost time for all of us to head out anyway .’ And you can see they all have an apologetic look which you can guess that is caused for bringing that topic up, and you know they’re doing it with good intentions, after all they're your friends and want the best for you, but you’re not ready.

"Aw come on, all of you are making me feel bad with that kicked puppy look you have on your faces," you say while laughing. "I'll see all of you later, and good luck with the students assigned to you. Hopefully they're not a pain in the ass."

Making your way to your class with a small smile on your face you think back on what they said. What if you actually got paired with her, 'I think I'd rather jump off the window,' you mutter under your breath.

Stop thinking about it, it won't happen. Just think positively or well try.

Being the president automatically makes her the bearer of the good and bad news and just to your luck Sakura brought you bad news.

She sat down next to you which you didn't think much of it because she did it occasionally. As you waited for your name to be called, she started speaking, 'Yn, please don't think I had something to do with this. I actually came to tell you as soon as I found out, but I don't want you to think it was me or anyone that was in the student council room this morning.' A feeling of uneasiness taking over you and you knew she was also nervous since she always rambles whenever she is anxious.

'You were paired with Ni-'

'Yn and Ningning.'

Your teacher interrupts, and now you understand why she was on the verge of shitting herself, because now you are too.

You hate your friends.

You were convinced they somehow manifested this. If only they hadn't spoken up perhaps you wouldn't be in this situation.

"Oh, it seems that there are more students than originally anticipated. Sunghoon, go ahead and join Yn and Ningning." Your teacher says and, in that moment, you wanted death.

It felt like a punch to your gut. You have nothing against Sunghoon, if anything you did find him cute, but ever since you broke up with Ningning you have heard different rumours from them having something to them being together already and that did not help to lighten your mood at all.

Most popular rumour was the 'love traingle' one that is that you had broken up with Ningning because you found out she had something with Sunghoon and much to your dismay it was one of the most popular theories amongst the school. Which was absurd, and you hated how they made her look like a cheater and involving the poor guy when he didn't even know Ningning at the time.

When they were announcing the pairs to help out never in a million years did you expect to hear Sunghoon and Ningning’s names next to yours, it caused a few different reactions, but it mostly had people giggling with their friends. Of course, they're going to find this as free entertainment when the three of you were in a 'complicated love traingle' as they like to put it.

Ok perhaps you weren’t so unlucky after all because it seemed as if the universe took pity on you and Sunoo ended up being called out to be part of your group. Finally, something good from this day that you already were thrilled to end.

Sunoo did not waste a second and rushed to switch places with Sakura that was making her way to her partner. "Before you say anything I had no idea this whole Ningning and Sunghoon plus you thing would happen." He says, and just like Sakura you can hear how genuine he sounds.

"I wouldn’t do that knowing how much it bothers you." To that you gave him a quizzical look with a face that could only be described as what the hell are you talking about now.

Sunoo simply scoffed, "Yn, we both know I know you better than you know yourself. I know, you know about those stupid rumours and how you don’t like them but since your head is too deep into your ass to realise or well admit out loud that you still care about Ningning I’ll keep quiet." To that you didn’t say anything because he was right; it would be pointless to try and change the truth of something you both knew.

Your anxiety levels were spiking up and it was pretty evident by the way you were fidgeting with your fingers. Taking notice of this your friend grabs your hand, "Yn, breathe it will be alright. If it gets too much, I'll think of something to get you excused from school." Giving a light squeeze to his hand you thank him because honestly without Sunoo you would be pretty much screwed right now.

Too busy freaking out you didn't notice how now Sunghoon and Ningning were approaching the both of you. To make their presence known Sunghoon clears his throat snapping you out of your inner monologue.

"Um... Hi?" he says which sounded more like a question. You couldn't help it an silently laughed to yourself from the clear awkwardness lased on his tone. He and Ningning sat down facing you two.

Now, you honestly did not even expect her to say hi or even look your way because of how you broke up with her.

You wouldn't expect any ounce of kindness coming from her and it's not like you deserved it, but you caught her looking at you and when you two made eye contact you wanted to run out of the building. Her eyes didn't greet you with the anger you thought you would find that hatred that you knew you deserved, to your surprise they still held that warmth and comfort you always knew.

With a small smile on her face, she muttered a small hi, clearly meant for you. But of course, the ever so eloquent and smart vice president that you are, you froze.

To anyone's perspective it would look as if you were ignoring her, if anything she probably thought you were as well because you saw how her smile faded and she looked at Sunghoon since he was talking with Sunoo to see how they would divide everything since your group had the most number of students assigned.

Deep in thought you didn't bother to pay attention to the discussion, occasionally giving a small nod where you thought was needed to pretend you were actively listening to the conversation.

You start coming back from wherever your head takes you after hearing Sunghoon and Ningning standing up, making their way out probably to meet the students.

As soon as they leave you slam your face against your desk. "I am going to kill myself; she probably hates me for sure now. I didn't mean to ignore her I just got surprised," you say. "Trust me I can tell better than anyone else since your nails were digging at the palms of my hand when she simply said hi to you." Sunoo says while massaging his hand.

'Well, let's go! The sooner we end this the better' you whisper out the last part loud enough for Sunoo to hear, but not loud enough for your teacher to hear as you both stand up making your way to go meet the students you were assigned to guide for the day at the auditorium.

You were sure your bed was a mess from all the tossing and turning. Recalling what happened during the day you felt stupid for not being able to reply to her earlier. "How the hell am I expected to survive the rest of the school year if I can't even say something as simple as hi," you groan into your pillow. Remembering everything especially her defeated expression replaying on your mind made you want to dig up a hole and never come back out.

Just in time your phone started ringing pulling you out of your misery temporarily. "Oh wow you look like shit" is the first thing you hear Yunjin say. "Wow I totally did not notice Jen," you say sarcastically looking at the call with the straightest face you could muster which didn't last long before you and said girl started giggling.

"I'm serious though, you look rough. I heard it didn't go well with Ning..." she hesitantly said testing the waters to see if the topic was up for discussion or not and honestly it's not that you didn't want to talk about it but it was more like you were embarrassed to admit out loud to your friends that you simply panicked and couldn't say hi to your ex girlfriend AND best friend.

"Yeah it went bad in a way?", you say which sounded more like a question. To this Yunjin raised her eyebrow quizzically and without her having to ask you continued, "I fucked up by not replying back to her." You pause taking a shaky breath to stop yourself from crying ,"She didn't look like she hated me Jen and I panicked which is why I didn't reply and she looked so upset after that which just made me want to scream cry and die."

"You know I don't think she ever hated you, I think she was hurt by you cutting her off completely out of your life with no explanation especially with how close the two of you were" said Yunjin, to which you sighed knowing she was fully right.

"I don't know... well I mean I do know it's just complicated? Or maybe it's all in my head, I just feel so bad, but it's not like I can apologise for not saying hi to her when I havent even apologised for the other things."

After what seem like ages you two ended the call to get some work done hoping it worked as a distraction and without even realising it you fell asleep on your half way done physics homework with Ningning being the last thing on your mind.

Making your way to school you decided to grab a cup of your favourite drink in hopes to help you get through the busy morning ahead and apparently you weren't the only one with that in mind since Jay was there as well. "Good morning, Yn" he says before being cut off by a yawn. You giggle at your friends obvious lack of energy in the mornings which is something you can relate a little too well. "My favourite morning person, hi" you say laughing at the way he looked at you as if you've gone mad. "Very funny", he says throwing you a playful glare. You loved Jay, after all he was one of your closest friends that genuinely took time to understand you and give you heartfelt advice whenever you needed it.

Once you ordered everything and got the drinks you two continued making your way to school. Feeling the slight tension you can already imagine what it is about so you tell him to ask." I know you're wanting to ask about Ningning since you probably heard how bad it went", you say looking back at him with his you caught me smile. "I mean yeah I did hear you didn't really reply back to her, but I'm assuming it was because you probably got nervous since it's been quite some time since you two last had a conversation."

You nodded because well he was right, "I got nervous yes, and when I saw the upset look on her face I felt the urge to stand up and slam myself against the wall. I hate to admit this but honestly who doesn't know at this point I love her and I just... I'm not sure." You paused but just as if he was reading your thoughts he says, "you just want to fix it don't you? I told you already you should talk to her whenever you feel ready, it will do both of you good." You just sigh because he was right and you were scared of talking to her. "I know you're scared but it's Ningning you two were the inseparable best friends plus I'm sure she'll listen. Just talk to her when you're ready." And with that you bid him goodbye since you had already reached the school making your way into your respective classes.

Now you're not one to shy away from a challenge, but this is completely different. It's funny how everyone says it should be easy because the two of you were close, but that's what makes it harder. All these thoughts were like a plague slowly eating your brain alive, you so badly wanted to stand up and go to her to talk it out but frankly it felt impossible to do it and you were starting to annoy yourself because of it.

Honestly everything was aligning itself for you to make your move, from getting paired with Ningning that one time along with sunoo and sunghoon to randomly seeing her more on the hallways, to your teachers making you go to her classes more often to help students who didn't understand the subject well hoping that coming from another student it'd be easier to understand. And each time you were near her you could feel a lingering gaze that you knew well it was from no other than her which honestly made you hopeful oddly enough and a little giddy. Maybe you were just relying on your delusions to be positive to get enough courage to confront her once and for all. "Universe, stars, gods, whatever is out there just help me out this once I beg, I need to talk to her before it's too late", you sigh clearly frustrated at this point you just needed a big push to do it in one go, it's been weeks since you 'ignored her' and time wasn't getting any slower you were soon close to graduation preparations and if you didn't talk to her now it would be hard to do it once you didn't see her in school.

Pulling your phone out of your bag you text your friends, 'we need to meet after school it's friday give me a break from this shit hole', to which they all agreed sending similar messages to how school was driving them mad making you giggle seeing how you're not alone in that.

"Okay we need to address the elephant in the room", Giselle says, "Yn she's talking about you I fear" Yunjin says which makes you laugh sarcastically. "No shit Jen I totally didn't know." you say after leaning back on the couch. All of you decided to go to Jay's place since it was closest to school and ordered food from different places because all of you can never come into terms with just one place. "Okay seriously Yn, no sarcastic remarks to cope with the awkwardness let's talk. You look like you haven't been sleeping and that you're in constant stress and we all can guess why." Compared to how it usually goes in your hang outs the room was awfully quiet and all the attention was on you and to be honest you hated it at the moment. "We don't want to add to the burden but we just can't help but notice there's a clear difference of the current Yn and how you were before, especially when we all can tell school and Ningning have your stress levels elevating through the roof", Sakura continues as you listen in silence knowing you can't disagree. "If you want to talk to Ningning and you don't know how to tell her we can help you out, you don't need to do everything on your own Yn. Asking for help won't hurt you", says Sunoo as you nod in agreement. Having known you the longest Jay knows how overwhelmed these type of confrontational moments make you feel so he grabs your hand to reassure you that everything is going to be alright. "Well this is not how I planned my relaxing friday to go, but yeah I guess all of you are right even I can't stand it anymore. I really need help with talking to her before it's too late."

And just as quick as it came it ended. Weekends are so short especially when you don't want to face your fears, but it seemed like your physics teacher had other plans because he called for a group project which in reality it was just pairs the random picker would choose so everyone had more time to know more people other than their friends or something along those lines that teachers always say.

It didn't really register at first when you heard Yn and Ningning, but as soon as it did you went cold. Let's not freak out and give her the completely wrong idea again Yn you thought. Preparing yourself physically and mentally for what's about to come for the rest of the class was not how you expected it to go because right now you felt like you were quite literally about to pass out. As soon as the bell rang you took one deep breath ready to walk up to her when you see her rushing almost out the door, but not without leaving you speechless with the next sentence that came out of her mouth, "Text me to discuss the project I know you still have my number."

Your heart felt like it was about to explode at any second, maybe you were being overdramatic but who really cares, this was it, your chance to talk to her and hopefully apologise and make it up to her was being shoved right into your face. Pulling out your phone you text her a simple 'Hi' not knowing where the sudden flow of confidence was coming from you sent another text, 'Where do you want to meet to work on our project?' Not even one minute later you received her reply

'Your place or mine you decide then lmk.'

Being honest you didn't know what to wear to go to her house, suddenly everything in your closet didn't feel enough. How were you supposed to be dressed when it was just a school project, you didn't want to go overdressed but being in a too simple outfit didn't feel right with you either and quite honestly you wanted to put in some effort for her to see. After digging for what felt like ages you found something that fell into the casual but stylish category deeming it good enough to not weird her out if you showed up looking overdressed. As you were getting ready you couldnt help but laugh at the way you're acting, if anyone saw you they'd think you were getting ready for a date with how excited you looked and it all reminded you of how it felt when you started crushing on her to the first dates before dating.

Needing that extra boost of confidence and support you decided to call no other than Jay and not one second into the call you immediately ask "how do I look? do you think its good enough to work on a project with my ex? should I even care that it's my ex? ofc i should I love her. I'm overthinking this right" all in one breath. You two pause for a moment and immediately start laughing, "to answer your questions you look good and it's lies between casual but effortless looking well put outfit if that makes any sense, but you need to take a deep breath." You couldn't help it your adrenaline was kicking in with full force preparing your fight of flight instinct and in this moment you wanted to choose flight. "I'm just nervous and excited about this it's been so long and you better than anyone know how much I miss her," he sighs shaking his head playfully going on a tangent of how he told you and you didn't wanted to listen and seeing how it was almost time to go you two finally hung up, not before wishing you luck of course.

Making your way to her house felt all too familiar, the countless of evenings you two would walk side by side bumping into each other giggling, the hushed conversations, and the day you two had your first kiss before confessing all the feelings you were hiding. All of these memories putting a smile on your face as you looked back at them and without realising you were already standing at her front door.

Taking a deep breath you knock softly on the door wondering if her parents were home, if they were what were they going to say after seeing you for so long? How would they react? You wonder if Ningning even told them that you two stopped being friends, they sure must've noticed your sudden disappearance, but before you could get way deeper into your thoughts Ningning is at the door opening it so you can come in. As of reflex she was going to greet you with a hug, but she quickly managed to stop herself and continued to open the door wide enough so you could come inside.

Everything felt so awkward. Being in her room not even looking at each other as you were sitting down not even bothering to look up from your laptops was painful silent. If you wanted to see results you need to make the first move you thought as you took a deep breath, "so... what are we going to work on? Do you have any ideas?" You ask her as calmly as possible, still not looking up from your screen. You can hear a sigh and feel her gaze lingering on you, "I got a couple of ideas written down already I can share the docs with you so that it's easier." When you received the document and went through it one of the ideas caught your attention and you think it can land you a good grade if you know how to execute it properly. After agreeing on what the topic would be and arranging and assigning parts the room falls silent again.

Trying to make small talk to relieve the tension you decided to ask something you were curious about. "To be honest when I came here I thought one of you parents would be home," and as you say this you can hear her stop typing on her laptop. "They went out for today visiting some extended family member, I was supposed to go with them too but I had to stay here to work on the project." She then looked down and got to typing again and you took it as a sign that conversation was over, honestly you were grateful you got much from her and proud of yourself for carrying out conversation. With a deep breath she speaks up again, "you know if my parents were here they'd be happy to see you," causing you to smile involuntarily, "they've missed you," and with a shaky breath you faintly hear her say, "I've missed you." Immediately stopping anything you were doing you look at her, " what did you just say," you ask in pure disbelief thinking you were imagining things. "I've missed you and now we can't even have one single conversation without feeling like I'm going to suffocate with all of the tension," she said finally snapping unable to handle it any longer.

"You know what? Honestly fuck it, I'm tired," she said crying. "I'm tired of how you ignore me, how you shut me off completely without any reason or explanation that if we're being honest I deserve, I tried to give you space thinking you'd come to me giving me closure but all I got was silence on your end. You're so selfish but even then I still can't bring myself to hate you and that's the worst part. You reassured me that nothing was going to affect our friendship and I have been regretting listening to you ever since that day because look at us now, we can't even look at each other in the eye. I'm really tired Yn and I don't think I can handle this anymore."

To say she left you speechless was an understatement, but seeing how hard she was crying by the end of her rant made you realise that sometimes actions are better than words, so you went to her and for the first time in so long you finally hugged her

You couldn't resist it anymore and you let your body act on its own because just for a moment you wouldn't let your brain think and you hugged her as she kept crying and without realising you were crying as well.

"We were inseparable before dating and used to tell each other everything. If you realised dating was a mistake you could've told me and I would've been fine just by being friends." It pained you to know she went through all of that because of your stupid insecurities, but seeing how she wasn't done you let her continue.

"I feel you're so close to me yet so far away and unreachable because of the sudden distance you put between us and I can't do anything about it because you run away just by hearing my name. We were inseparable before dating and used to tell each other everything. You were my best friend and a big part in my life that suddenly left and I didn't know what to do."

You tried to pull away slightly to face her, but she was clinging to you as if she was silently begging you to stay.

"Ning, I'm sorry." Is the first thing you say because it was the right thing to do after everything you put her through. "You never deserved this happening to you, I made a promise and soon after broke it letting my insecurities get the best of me."

Caressing her hair in attempts to soothe her down you continued, "You were never a mistake if anything you are probably the best decision I have taken in my life and I don't regret a single moment I spent with you. The only regrets I have were ever leaving you."

After hearing those words Ningning pulled away slightly to look up at you, her face carrying so many different emotions. For the first time in a while you were finally able to look at her face to face and it started to hit you on how much you missed being in her presence.

"You have no idea on how much I've missed you," you say drying her tears. "I am still in love with you just the same as the first time I realised you weren't just my best friend. I'm so sorry for leaving you with no explanations or closure and I won't even think of making excuses because there's no valid one."

Before you could even continue speaking you felt her cupping your face and without realising you two were kissing and every unspoken word hat hadn't been said was poured into it and you couldn't help but smile while kissing her with the same amount of eagerness that she did.

After what felt like ages you two pulled away and looked at each other just for Ningning to start laughing the shyness she felt away hugging you once again to hide how red her face was becoming. And you loved her laugh and missed it so much.

In that moment it felt everything was falling into place and that balance your life needed was finally right besides you.

BONUS :

You two decided to keep the dates and each other a secret until it felt right to tell everyone you were together again. Everything was going smoothly as if none of this ever happened. You wanted to take all of that private time to fix your relationship and the communication issues. You soon learned that Sunghoon was indeed a really close person to her, but that none of the rumours were true if anything he was what Jay was to you and you were glad that amidst all these chaos she had someone to rely on.

Your friends knew both of you talked to each other 'casually' which was a big lie, but nobody needed to know that. So it wasn't a surprise to see both of you walking side by side occasionally.

"Do you want to tell them now? or when?" Ningning asked unsure about it and you could tell she was still feeling insecure, but no matter how many times she felt like that you'd be there to reassure her about your relationship.

Spotting your friends from afar you give her a quick kiss and grab her hand, "let's tell them now, enough time has passed and it's not like they don't suspect it." She laughed while saying they probably were making bets which was highly likely knowing all of them.

When they finally notice both of you without needing to speak Giselle screams "oh my god they're so back pay up." Causing everyone to laugh especially you and Ningning because you both truly knew them that well.

"It was about time that you got back together let me tell you Ning, this girl was losing her shit without you crying herself to sleep every night," said Sakura to which you replied with a barely audible shut up hiding your face while back hugging Ningning.

All of them were teasing the both of you until the bell rang for class and Yunjin said "Good luck on the project losers hopefully you werent too busy shoving each other's tongue down each other's throats."

And at that moment both of you looked at each other while simultaneously saying

"Oh my god the project?!"

It was safe to say both girls did in fact forget the project.

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kariachi · 2 years

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Been about five billion years since I wrote Osmobeast fic, so here, some Osmobeast fic.

Serious topics in a not-dark-or-angsty setting

“Ba~abe…” Freezing midway down a page, Gar slowly set his textbook aside as the floor door shut and the lock clicked.

“I know that tone- how concerned should I be?”

“Call it a four out of ten.” Kevin draped himself over the back of the couch and Gar’s shoulders, resting his cheek on the top of his head. “After that last… incident, a couple friends of mine have apparently decided enough is enough. They’ve started working on what Argit’s loving calling ‘Operation: Finally Get Kev a Flit for Fuck’s Sake’.”

“Uh-huh.” Thoughtlessly entwining their fingers, Gar settled back in his seat as much as he could without dislodging Kevin. “And those are…”

“Alien critter, little teleporty dragon things. Really popular, good for specific jobs, handy service critters. Basic idea is they want something where if I run into trouble there’s an immediate way for me to call for back-up, and something to help track me down if it comes to it.” Gar tensed at the reminder f the sort’ve shit that just, casually happened to him, and Kevin shifted enough to press a comforting kiss to his hair. “Argit and Molly especially aren’t giving me a choice in the matter, but I figured I’d ask if you wanted one.”

“Because…”

“Because while I’m sure you’re gonna be happy to have an extra set of eyes on me, I think you’d really like to be able to send something to check I’m alright if you can’t a hold of me? Because honestly I’d appreciate having some extra eyes on you? Because they’re actually really fucking useful just for day to day shit and also probably for hero things with a bit of training? Because I love you and want you to have a pet all your own because it’s really nice?” Gar made a curious noise in his throat.

“What’s the catch?”

“The catch,” Kevin said, resting his chin on his hair, “is that they’re one of those psychic-bonding species, so they’re kinda in your headspace and you can’t just get an adult, you’ve got to start with a baby. So they’re a long-term investment. Can still do the basic stuff like teleport around as babies, but it takes a little while to build them up, like a year for basic shit and then longer if you wanna train ‘em for service work and crap. They can live for fucking ages though so it’s normally a good one.”

“If you’re cool with having an animal in your head.”

“Mm-hm. There’s, reasons, I haven’t grabbed one for myself before. Apparently the guys are looking at lines specifically bred to work with fuckers with severe mental health stuff, but…” The apartment lapsed into silence as Gar nodded, fingers fidgeting.

“I’ll think about it,” he eventually said. “Find me some reading material I can actually understand?” With a sigh, Kevin’s drape turned into a full boneless flop and he pressed another kiss to Gar’s head.

“Sure thing, babe. I’ll start translating shit for you tomorrow.”

#fanfic #part of my ongoing belief that all spacefaring scifi fanworks should have firelizards in their setting

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i dont understand what i'm doing wrong holy fuck it KEEPS happening psychiatrist appointments are starting to go weirdly again.

i've had three so far and we've spent a LOT of time going over menial shit, like, symptomatology i understand why you'd need to do that face to face, but name age address occupation, like, was it necessary to use up a whole session for that. was it necessary to start THIS session by slooooooowly recapping the whole thing to the therapist in training sitting in the session?

i'm always amazed by what she takes away from what i've said. i had said i was sent to a psychologist as a child because i was bullied at school, it caused me to have behavioral problems and sometimes turn violent towards other kids, SHE asked more about the violence thing, and then apparently what she wrote down is "went to therapy because it was violent towards other kids"??????? like i understand that a different point of view on the events of your life can be a very useful and constructive to know what you might be attaching too much or too little importance to, to know when you were in the wrong, when you did the wrong thing. but there's a bunch of little details like that that end up being the only topic of the sentence and ????? why do you fixate on THAT ????? not even a MENTION of the other things????

holy shit she just started asking about the topic of next year when we updated the info on my file, and it literally felt like i was arguing with my parents like when it was really bad around 13 or 14yo. it's not doing anything productive it's just. i don't fucking know it's just arguing. she kept making assumptions and when i'd say i didn't see it like that, didn't feel it like that, that i felt it was inaccurate, that there was something else that she didn't think about that contradicted the assumption, and it was like even more questions all based on "but did u think u might be too pessimistic tho" like. no i think it's a reasonable thing to worry about actually? i think it's a legitimate concern to have? your job is to help me learn to handle difficult situations and the way i react to them in an healthy way, not to tell me i'm literally inventing problems. once fucking again nobody believes that i have problems with school. once again it's treated like a self-esteem problem when i try to say i may be having good grades but it's a DIFFICULT THING TO DO FOR ME. that it's not the product of a good or sustainable work technique or ethic and that it's actually fairly reasonable to think it might not follow when i encounter more difficult academic challenges.

and fuck, that was supposed to be what "working on my problems" is? cuz she didn't fucking warn me. she didn't explain shit to me. she just started asking a question and then it took twenty minutes. when literally i showed up first session saying i stopped seeing my previous psychiatrist because she would just segway into a different part of the session without even notifying me that she'd stopped typing the administrative info and we could start, she was just waiting for me to talk, and didn't explain anything about what work she did with patients, what it looked like, etc. it is KNOWN TO BE A PROBLEM WHEN PEOPLE DONT EXPLAIN TO ME WHAT'S GOING ON. why would she do that again, if that was supposed to be actual work on the situation?

it feels like nobody fucking listens to what i'm actually saying. and i don't know, i guess that's where the problem is, if i keep having trouble to communicate with different people, then the problem is obviously me, but what the fuck am i doing wrong? how do i fix it? i feel like i ask one question, and i get back a pre-canned answer on the general topic, that doesn't take into account what i said my feelings were on the matter. i feel like i'm always pushed to give more nuance, more details, and when (by myself or when prompted, when she asks leading questions to know more about a specific element) i go into more depth, the thing that ends up being marked down in the summary, being focused on, is just the completely wrong thing. and it's not my JOB to say it's the wrong thing, the point of it is to pick up what i'm not rational about, but it's the ONLY thing on the topic. i said a bunch of other stuff and i put my own order of importance to it, don't you think you should at least also MENTION i said that even if you don't agree with it???? especially if it's going to be passed down to other people as your official record of my case????

fucking. just tell me what kind of info is relevant to the work we're doing right now. tell me WHAT work we're doing right now actually.

#broadcasting my misery #vent

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I wrote a long post ranting about my loneliness and longing for the basic romantic connection I have never gotten, and of course it decides to error and not post so now my whole blog seems horny and weird. Yes I may come off as a horny loser but in reality I am extremely lonely and depressed, and that stupid paragraphs long text block described all that I was feeling at that moment and in general (but of course the dingus decides to not post, anyways...). If only I was prettier then I would be seen as weird and cool instead of off putting... if I was blue eyed and pretty, with pale skin, then I would be worshipped. But because I'm not either ugly or insanely pretty, I'm seen as an invisible plain jane who if I do something slightly similar to others then I must be copying them, even if I had the idea first- even if it's barely similar at all- even if I made sure to not copy others and held myself back from doing things I had wanted to do in the past, I held it back for months or even years just because someone else did it when I was just about to. And of course I am also seen as a fucking weirdo creep. Great stuff! If I ever made people uncomfortable, or was seen as a creep, I would kill myself! And that's a large statement considering my biggest fear to exist is death. I cling to this guy that I'm not even sure I really like, just because he has a few good qualities and gave me attention. It feels like I have a crush on him, but I'm not sure. Either way it doesn't matter, he probably does not like me. He may be nice and funny, have beautiful blue eyes and dark hair, but his film taste is atrocious. Also he doesn't give a shit about me, and probably likes that pretty girl who everyone from his group has liked apparently. Of course since I dyed my hair months or maybe even years after this girl might I add that means you have to go behind my back and be like "oOh ShE dId It FiRsT" I KNOW!! You really think I would be copying a girl that I have literally never had a single conversation or even interaction with?? Plus, its a completely different shade too! It would be different if she did it the day before I dyed mine, but no, as I said it has been months maybe even a year! Just because she's prettier and you all have a crush on her doesn't mean I'm copying her! Either way, back to the topic, I'm so fucking lonely. I seek attention in every body. My crippling abandonment issues cause me to cling and then simultaneously push people away with my desperateness, my anxious attachment style stresses when people don't respond immediately or if they act slightly different, I either think people are in love with me if they interact with me once or they hate me and think I'm a creep. Maybe its all a reaction to loneliness, never having anyone (except creeps who go for any girl) like me when I have been growing up and even up to now, not even having my first relationship, watching everyone around me falling in love or having crushes on others and just sitting here wondering what's wrong with me and why can't I have that. To be cursed, someone as romantic as me never gets and probably will never get any love or affection, even on basic levels. Don't you know how painful that is? Either way... I better do that stupid thing I forgot about...

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albatris · 5 years

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kids I have had the weirdest fucking day and I have no idea how I feel about any of it

#do love a good hot weather night time drive tho #it's 33 degrees c at midnight! that's my element baby #i wanna go sleep on the lawn but I'm also just not. going to do that. like at all #anyway #the results are in! i am: bad at articulating myself #the outcome is. favourable. i suppose. although I still have no fucking idea where I'm at #somewhat #not as unfavorable as it could have been but also where the fuck do i go from here?#i assume there will b a report about me which im looking forward to perusing #love to read the logan reviews and gossip #idk if people come to conclusions abt me and then just don't fuckin tell me and just mumble abt it with each other #i am gonna read that report #also there's apparently gonna b new meds #uh. the outcome today doesn't matter so much! the plan is that i can see someone #ongoing anyway so #ample opportunity to explain the car meat which i just did not get to address at all #also several huge chunks of my life that i completely blanked on bc i somehow #didn't register that ages 11 - 16 still technically counts as having occurred in my childhood #and i just totally forgot about a whole massive area of symptoms #i wrote all this shit down and still somehow managed to get distracted and off topic #anyway why am i telling you this? why am i rambling? idk just full of energy and energy and also #dropped a yoghurt at the supermarket today and experienced like thirty emotions simultaneously so yeah idk #havin a weird day bros #also i just realised i referenced the car meat in my tags but deleted the original tag that had to do with car meat so now #I'm not gonna get to address it with you either lmao #also today featuring me saying ''let me explain to you the box metaphor!'' immediately followed by me explaining........ something #that was definitely not the box metaphor #but sure was something. perhaps vaguely adjacent? but also no

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BnHA Chapter 322: IF I COULD TURN BACK TIME

Previously on BnHA: Endeavor was all, “Kirishima please take Hagakure and Aoyama and put them away somewhere out of sight until we’re finally ready for the U.A. Traitor Plot.” Shouto was all “HEY DEKU DID IT EVER OCCUR TO YOU THAT MAYBE YOU WANDERING THE STREETS LOOKING LIKE A GOTH PRAYING MANTIS IS EXACTLY WHAT AFO WANTS.” Deku was all “I’M SORRY I CAN’T HEAR YOU OVER THE SOUND OF MY CRUSHING MARTYR COMPLEX AND ACCUMULATED TRAUMA.” Mineta was all “HEY DEKU YOU SWEET THANG, IF I COULD REARRANGE THE ALPHABET I’D PUT ‘U’ AND ‘I’ TOGETHER, ANYWAYS HMU 💖”, or at least that’s what fandom apparently thought he said. Everyone was all “WELL SINCE WE’RE BACK HERE IN KAMINO WE SHOULD DO THE THING” and did the whole “launching someone into the air to save someone by dramatically grabbing their hand” thing that everybody fucking loves to do in Kamino so damn much. Iida was all “[bombards me and Deku with feels].” Deku was all, “ू(ʚ̴̶̷́ .̠ ʚ̴̶̷̥̀ ू).” I was all, “(;*△*;).” Horikoshi was all, “my work here is done.”

Today on BnHA:

oh my god.

so I finally went back to look at what I wrote up for 321 last week, and it’s a hot fucking mess lol, and I really don’t want to deal with that right now, so we’re just gonna skip it and go back sometime in the next few days or something because I really want to read the new chapter and I have no self control. I’M SORRY IIDA

oh my god he’s breaking out the narration word bubbles oh my god. shit is about to get epic isn’t it

has there ever been a chapter that opened with these that WASN’T epic? serious question. anyways all aboard the Feels Express I guess

YEP

I saved a bunch of other crying kaomojis when I was looking for ones to use in the “previously on” summary, and right now it’s looking like that was a good fucking decision you guys. if I’m going to be an emotional wreck I might as well do it in style ʕ ಡ ﹏ ಡ ʔ

AND BY THE WAY!!

SHOULD I JUST THANK HORIKOSHI NOW AND SAVE MYSELF SOME TIME LATER. THE MAN ALWAYS FUCKING DELIVERS WHAT ELSE CAN I FUCKING SAY GODDAMN. IS IT TOO EARLY TO DECLARE THIS MY NEW FAVORITE CHAPTER? I SHOULD PROBABLY READ FURTHER THAN ONE PAGE BUT I’VE JUST GOT A FEELING

(ETA: it’s like. maybe my second favorite lol. A HUG WOULD HAVE PUT IT IN FIRST, I’M JUST SAYING.)

anyway so Ochako is releasing Iida, which is actually hilarious, because idk if you all know this but Iida can’t fucking fly you guys

like, I assume Ochako released him because she already knew that Kirishima was in place to catch him, but I really love this split-second of panic on Iida’s part where he’s all “HMM, IS OCHAKO TRYING TO KILL ME, ACTUALLY”

LOL THERE’S A THOOM AND EVERYTHING

that’s some plus fucking ultra on Ochako’s part right there. “IF THEY DIE THEY DIE” goddamn girl did you leave your chill in the same locker as Momo or what

now poor Kiri is all “DAMMIT DEKU ARE YOU PASSED OUT OR WHAT, I DIDN’T GET TO TELL YOU MY THING GODDAMMIT”

oh my gosh he is curled up so small you guys oh my fucking lord

RESIDUAL “LOST CHILD” FEELS FROM LAST WEEK COMING IN FOR A LANDING!! PLEASE MAKE SURE YOUR SEATBACKS AND TRAY TABLES ARE IN THEIR UPRIGHT POSITIONS OMG ( ˚͈͈͈͈̥̆ ₍₎ ˚͈͈͈͈̥̆ )

LMAO IIDA IS TRYING TO CONFIRM THAT OCHAKO PLANNED FOR KIRISHIMA TO CATCH HIM, AND KIRISHIMA IS ALL “NOPE I’M JUST HERE BY CHANCE BRO”

Ochako is the U.A. Traitor confirmed. Hagakure I am so sorry I doubted you. Ochako get over here. so are you Toga now or what

anyway so now everyone is running over before Iida can react to this casual announcement of his attempted murder. and now Mina is taking her turn, and Horikoshi is all “HEY BTW IS MINA CRYING ON THE LIST OF THINGS THAT MAKE YOU CRY?” and of fucking course it is, you bastard. I’m not made of stone

( ɵ̥̥ ˑ̫ ɵ̥̥)

SLDKFJLSDKJ:LKWEJ

IS THIS THE PART WHERE I JUST START SCREAMING INCOHERENTLY FOR THE REST OF THE CHAPTER LOL. SURE FEELS LIKE WE ARE GETTING TO THAT TIME

OH MY GOD KACCHAN AHHHHH

I CAN’T OMG LOL I ALREADY GLANCED AT THE NEXT COUPLE OF PANELS, AND HE’S STARTING A WHOLEASS MONOLOGUE ABOUT ALL OF HIS DEKU FEELS AND OH MY GOD

“HERE YOU GO MAKESTE, A WHOLE CHAPTER OF ALL YOUR FAVORITE META TOPICS JUST THE WAY YOU LIKE THEM” THANK YOU HORIKOSHI YOU’RE A BRO (っ˘̩╭╮˘̩)っ

SLKASODIFALWKFLKJ

THEY’RE JUST DEKU AND KACCHAN. holy shit you guys. because oh my god, but it’s like when Deku was talking to the Vestiges about saving Tomura, and he turned into his little child self because his heart and intentions were so pure?? and it’s like that again, except that we’re seeing them as their child selves because that’s who they are to each other?? like, not that they actually see each other as children, but just, they can see past all of the stuff on the outside and see each other to their cores, to who they are inside, and when they look at each other they each simply see the other boy that they’ve known their whole entire life. idk?? does that make sense??? DOES ANY OF THIS EVEN MAKE SENSE I DON’T KNOW WHAT WORDS ARE ANYMORE I’M JUST SWIMMING IN FEELS OKAY. I’M TRYING HERE

they’re just boys, is what I’m trying to say, I guess. just Deku and Kacchan. all the walls are down, all the gaps are bridged, and all it is is the one boy reaching out and connecting with the other, and just,,, (꒦ິ⌓꒦ີ)

OH MY GOD [GRABBING YOUR SHOULDERS AND POINTING WORDLESSLY] !!!1LK1

DO YOU ALL KNOW WHAT THIS IS YOU GUYS

HOW PERFECTLY FUCKING RAD. WELL LET ME JUST ENJOY THESE LAST FEW SECONDS BEFORE MY LIFE IS FOREVER CHANGED, I GUESS

GOD

CAN HE EVEN SAY THAT??? IS THAT EVEN LEGAL??? IS HE EVEN FUCKING ALLOWED TO SAY THAT. WHAT IS HAPPENING

OH MY GOD!!! OH MY GOD!!! OH MY GOD!!!!!!

─=≡Σ((( つ ◕o◕ )つ

GET IN HERE, EVERYONE!!

Y’ALL HE REALLY DID IT. “BAKUGOU IS SUCH AN ASSHOLE HE HASN’T EVEN APOLOGIZED” WELL GUESS FUCKING WHAT. GUESS FUCKING WHAT, YOU GUYS!! LET’S FUCKING GOOOOO ((((／￣∇￣)／＼(￣∇￣＼)))) AHHHHHHHHHH

OHHHHHHHH

HEH. I’M ALREADY DEAD, HORIKOSHI, YOU BASTARD. DO YOUR WORST. GO ON

YOU CAN ALWAYS COUNT ON “US”, HE SAYS. ALONG WITH A BUNCH OF OTHER STUFF OMG. KACCHAN, YOU STUDIED!! YOU UNDERSTAND!! PREACH!!

OH NO!!

OH WAIT!!!!

LOL I GOT SCARED THERE FOR A SECOND BUT ANYWAY! EVERYONE GET IN HERE!!! GROUP HUG!!! OR WAIT, NO, WHAT ABOUT -- [GRABS YOUR COLLAR URGENTLY] YOU DON’T THINK -- COULD THEY POSSIBLY -- !!!!!!

AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH

ARE YOU GONNA HUG!??!?!?!?! I AM NOT OKAY!!!!!!! !!!hgk

REACTION PANELS LOL EVERYONE ELSE IS ON THE EDGE OF THEIR SEATS TOO WE’RE ALL IN THIS TOGETHER

LOL OCHAKO

I KNOW THAT IN REALITY THIS FACE IS JUST BECAUSE SHE’S CONCERNED ABOUT DEKU’S FRAGILE STATE RN, BUT I KEEP THINKING ABOUT THE WAY SHE JUST DROPPED IIDA COLD THOUGH, AND I CAN’T HELP BUT FEAR FOR KACCHAN’S SAFETY LMAO. THAT FEELING WHEN THE CLASS PERV AND THE CLASS BULLY BOTH BEAT YOU TO THE LOVE CONFESSION. KACCHAN WATCH YOUR SIX

OKAY BUT LOOK, IT’S NOT THAT I DON’T LOVE ALL OF THE OTHER KIDS, OKAY, BUT CAN WE PLEASE!??!?! HELLO?!?!? MOMO, JUST -- COULD YOU JUST FOR A MINUTE --

NOOOOOOOOOOO

“DON’T LOOK AT ME LIKE THAT, I HAVE TO SAVE SOMETHING FOR THE FINALE” HORIKOSHI YOU BETTER WATCH OUT, I’M COMING FOR YOU WITH A TWO BY FOUR!! NOT THAT I’M UNGRATEFUL!! BUT JESUS CHRIST, YOU CAN’T JUST DO THAT, AND THEN ALMOST DO THAT, AND THEN NOT!! OMG I HATE YOU

sure let’s cut to Thirteen then, yay. I mean I’m glad they’re alive lol, don’t get me wrong

(ETA: I think that might have sounded a bit sarcastic so I just want to clarify that I really am happy Thirteen is alive and on the job again lol.)

it’s just that if your name doesn’t begin with Baku or Deku I honestly am not interested for just these next five minutes okay lol. like I’m just gonna be completely honest. I am too invested lol, please, they were having a moment, JUST LET ME HAVE THIS PLEASE

OH DAMN U.A. GOT SWOLE AF

THIS SCHOOL HAS BEEN JUICING WTF. I THOUGHT YOU WERE TARTARUS LOL

I’m literally not even reading the speech bubbles though omg I’m so sorry. I really hope there is not a quiz, I promise I will come back to it later scroll scroll scroll

okay so they brought him back to U.A. and he’s all tired and out of it yes

oh goody Hagakure knows all about the security system

(ETA: is it just me or is Horikoshi really laying it on thick with the hints about these two guys lately? I’m on to you sir.)

THAT’S WONDERFUL NEWS. GLAD THIS CRITICAL KNOWLEDGE IS SAFE IN THE HANDS OF THE PEOPLE THAT WE TRUST

ffs Deku

WHAT WILL IT EVEN TAKE TO CONVINCE YOU THEN?? SWEET JESUS

-- holy shit, what??!

they know?? how did they find out??! holy shit???

I’m about to cancel the whole of Japan lmao. fucking try me dudes

-- THE PRINCIPAL!?

NEZU GET YOUR ASS DOWN HERE RIGHT NOW!! WHAT THE FUCK

“a ticking time bomb” tell you what, this man is just asking to be punched in the face. literally begging for it omg

(ETA: I have been advised that I misread this part; Rat Principal told everyone how safe U.A. was, but he’s not the one who ratted out Deku; that was “the rumors”, apparently. which, if I had to guess, were probably started by AFO.)

oh I see, so it’s to be Feels, Part II then

he looks so sad and tired and lonely and she goes right for the hand, god bless. though if Kacchan’s not gonna hug him, you’d think someone would at least. or is it because he still smells bad. hmm

AND THE CHAPTER’S ENDING ON HER LOL WELL OKAY THEN

I MEAN IT’S GREAT AND ALL, I LOVE OCHAKO REALLY I DO, BUT WE WERE PROMISED GREAT EXPLOSION MURDER GODS, WHAT GIVES SOB. I WAS ALL READY TO BREAK OUT INTO SONG AND EVERYTHING. SURE, HE DID THE APOLOGY, BUT WHERE IS THE FOLLOW-UP GODDAMMIT

(ETA: just to clarify the reason for my rambling here, I was really waiting for the hero name reveal and the presumed deeper meaning behind it lol. but I guess that is a conversation still to come! and we still need Deku’s response to the apology too for that matter. lots to look forward to still.)

WELL WHATEVER, SO THAT IS THE END OF THE CHAPTER! SHOUT OUT TO MY BOY RAT “LET ME JUST TELL EVERYONE IN THE ENTIRE WORLD ABOUT DEKU’S SUPER SECRET IDENTITY, I GUESS THAT’S ALL RIGHT NOW, NOTHING BAD COULD POSSIBLY COME OF THIS” PRINCIPAL. listen here you little shit

anyway but if you’ll excuse me... IF I COULD TURN BACK TIME. IF I COULD FIND A WAY. I’D TAKE BACK THOSE WORDS THAT HAVE HURT YOU, AND YOU’D STAY. I DON’T KNOW WHY I DID THE THINGS I DID. I DON’T KNOW WHY I SAID THE THINGS I SAID. PRIDE’S LIKE A KNIFE, IT CAN CUT DEEP INSIDE. WORDS ARE LIKE WEAPONS, THEY WOUND SOMETIMES. BUM~ BUM~ BUM~, I DIDN’T REALLY MEAN TO HURT YOU. BUM~ BUM~ BUM~, I DIDN’T WANNA SEE YOU GO. I KNOW I MADE YOU CRY, BUT BABAY, IF I COULD TUUUUURN BACK TIIIIIIIIIIIME...

#bnha 322 #midoriya izuku #bakugou katsuki #bakudeku #uraraka ochako #class 1-a #bnha #boku no hero academia #bnha spoilers #mha spoilers #bnha manga spoilers #makeste reads bnha #IF I COULD REACH THE STARS #I'D GIVE THEM ALL TO YOU #IF I COULD TURN BACK TIIIIIIIIME

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I don't even know how to start this post all I know is that it's gonna be all over the place. But I guess the first thing I should start with and set the tone for the rest of the rant bc it's gonna be long, is that edissy shippers are gross, and I really don't think i need to explain much bc we have all seen their behavior before and how they are the ones that made the stranger things fandom be so full of toxicity, and if you haven't seen their general behavior look it up on a unbiased page and you'll see bc this post is not gonna focus on their behavior in general I'm gonna narrow it down a little to a specific group of people within the edissy shippers that somehow they manage to be worse but in ways that is blatantly disrespectful to the actors themselves.

I've said it so many times on here before but since this specific rant is about that I think I should say it again, if you wanna ship 2 fictional characters, go for it, if you wanna ship 2 real people that ARE together that's a little less "okay" but they are together so whatever, but now what we are NOT gonna do is ship two people that are not together, simply bc you also ship their characters and if you on top of that are doing this simply to piss off fans that don't like your fictional ship, then you need some help, doesn't matter what type of help but please get some bc this is the behavior of a 10 year old and even for them this is not okay so why would it be for grown ass adults. Shipping Eddie and Chrissy is one thing and I'm not gonna go into that bc I've made it very clear what my feelings are on it and it's not the point, but when you decide to drag this ship to real life and involve Grace and Joe you're a fucking weirdo, y'all can get mad all you want bc at the end of the day it will make it clear why you're getting mad, it's bc you feel called out on it. And if the act of shipping two real life people who are only co workers isn't bad enough then we also have shit like this

What goes through your mind when posting this disgusting shit, oh wait nothing goes through your mind at all bc y'all don't think, going around claiming that Grace and Joe are fucking based on NOTHING, even just bringing that up is gross bc they are co workers and it's weird that you're even thinking about that, and saying that you didn't get to enjoy their fictional versions so now you are gonna use the actors, REAL LIFE PEOPLE, wtf is wrong with you, how can you not see how absolutely disgusting that behavior is, they are human they're not some dolls that you can go around making up stories about and control what they do, and once again how bored do you have to be to wish that they fuck in public just to piss "antis" off, they are not your little puppets that you can control and use to annoy others, and the fact that y'all thought about that wrote it, read it and still didn't see anything wrong, once again please get some fucking help

And this too, wtf is this are you getting that bored with your stupid fictional ship that you decide to go for this, bc babes if you're bored I could give you a list of stuff to do or even games to play but don't be gross and do this type of shit, it's not normal and it's not okay, you are a fucking weirdo and you need to grow tf up, most of you are 25+ and yet constantly act like 14 year olds while the actual 14,15 and 16 year olds are being ten times more mature than you.

And there was even more screenshots I could use but Tumblr has a limit apparently so those are gonna have to work, if you read all this then thank you bc I didn't realize how long this was getting but oh well, and I'm prepared to get attacked I've been before even when calling out gross behavior like this people seem to not want to understand what's good and bad, and if that one person that commented on one of my other posts about this topic sees this, was I being dramatic like you said, please read the screenshots and I dare you to say that shit again bc if you think this is me being dramatic then you can fuck right off bc this is not dramatic if I wanted to be trust me I gladly would

#I highly doubt anyone is gonna read any of that and I don't blame you but please do??#And also those screenshots are not mine they belong to someone on Twitter that I'm not saying their URL bc we all know #What that would lead to #Hopefully this post reaches the right people bc I don't wanna be getting more weirdos like the ones on those screenshots #joseph quinn #eddie munson #gvd #Stranger things #joe quinn

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bottomdeanbigbang · 2 years

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Coming Soon!

Title: Interesting Revelations

Author: redamber79

Artist: lamiasageart

Pairings: Dean/Cas, mentioned Charlie/Gilda, mentioned Sam/Eileen

Rated: Explicit

Length: 21456

Tags: minor injury, mention of past child abuse, anal sex, misunderstandings, mild drug use, idiots in love, mutual pining, first time, love confessions, college AU

Warnings: N/A

Summary:

"It's Dean's third year of college and he's having to adjust to a new roommate when his friend Ash transfers to MIT. The new guy, Castiel, is studying American History and Religious Studies, and Dean is certain the guy must be straight as an arrow. Too bad, 'cause he's kinda cute. But Dean grew up with more lectures about fire and brimstone than anyone wanted to hear thanks to his dad, so he doesn't mention to Castiel that he's bi. Not like it matters, Castiel is heartbroken over the death of Anna, his high school sweetheart. So Dean is determined to just be a good friend.

But...

What if Dean is mistaken, about so very many things?

It takes a fistfight with an interloper to clear the air between them, but then there's no stopping their feelings for each other."

Excerpt under the cut...

"Dean and Castiel mostly ignored each other the first month or so they were rooming together. Then, one day, Castiel came home muttering and tossed his Religious Studies text onto the coffee table before dropping onto the couch next to Dean. Dean glanced at the clock and frowned, continuing to type. He had an English paper due in a few days and needed to wrap it up.

""Don't you have class?"" he asked curiously, tilting his head at his roommate. Castiel was running his fingers through his already wild hair, and his eyes were stormy. From this close, Dean could see their colour clearly, a brilliant, breathtaking blue that rivalled the fall sky outside their apartment window. Get a grip, Winchester. No writing poetry about the straight guy's eyes!

""I dropped it. That… That assbutt Adler is the worst Prof I've ever had, and first year I had Roman for Business 101!"" Dean blinked. That had to be the first time he'd heard Castiel swear, and he wasn't sure what to make of it. Assbutt? He shook his head a little and focused on the topic at hand.

""Don't you need that one to minor? Adler can't be that bad…"" Dean let his comment trail off as Castiel raised an eyebrow at him and gave him a withering look. Dean squirmed a little under that stare.

""I'm reporting him to the Dean. Yes, he’s that bad. He's not teaching Religious Studies, he's proselytising from his pulpit, and that damn textbook is one he wrote! I am not wasting my time. I'm just pissed I can't get my money back from the bookstore for this piece of inarticulate, brain-washed drivel. He's the worst sort of Bible-is-fact, In God We Trust Republican dickwad that I hated back home! I moved here to escape that shit, not smear it around.""

""Says the guy named after an angel…"" Dean teased a little, earning him an eye roll. Castiel dug into his backpack and hauled out a small bag of gummies, the label unmistakably identifying them as pot, then he looked at Dean warily.

""You're not gonna rat me out, right?"" he asked, and Dean stared in disbelief as his nerdy, innocent, apparently not-so-religious roommate popped an edible into his mouth. ""You want one?""

Dean closed his mouth, blinked, and then shook his head. ""Not today, got auto in a couple hours, need to be clear-headed. And you know who I rented with before, he recommended you. You think anyone Ash hung out with and rented with for two years would have a problem with edibles?""

Castiel snorted a laugh, his nose crinkling up adorably, and Dean looked away. Not being a religious whack-job and partaking in a bit of recreational pot were all well and good. Still. Not everyone was cool with a bisexual roommate.

""Fair 'nough. Wish I could get some money back for this damn book, though I'd really rather burn it than put it back into circulation."""

#bottom dean big bang #bottom!dean #BDBB2022 #promo fic

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technowoah · 3 years

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THESEUS - a dsmp story ( DreamSMP x Queen!Reader)

CHAPTER 3: YOU’LL BE BACK TIME WILL TELL, YOU’LL REMEMBER THAT I SERVED YOU WELL.

Chapter Summary: Declarations are written, you and Eret have a talk, finally you make a decision, and Tommy wants to fight someone.

pairing: c!wilbur x queen!reader

an// I hope you guys want more of this story cause I have some more ideas for y/n to go through.

⚠︎ swearing, dsmp spoliers(?), angst, mentions of fighting, not proofread.

word count: 4.0k

part 2 - part 4

"Life. Liberty. And the pursuit of victory." Wilbur finished closing the book with a huff.

You had been listening the whole time. Of course it was good, but you finally figured out what L'Manburg stands for even more. Wilbur made this place because of freedom. They wanted independence from the kingdom itself. It was sort of contradictory at first, You couldn't get your finger on it. All in all it was a beautiful piece of writing and it showed the true feelings of this land.

"What do you think?" Wilbur had gotten up and placed the book in a chest.

He stayed over there by the chest in the corner leaning against said chest while staring at You still sitting at the huge meeting table. You sat there for a good 5 minutes. He had read the book slowly emphasizing the parts which were supposed to hit hard. You had to admit it seemed rushed, but still beautiful.

"It was a beautiful piece!"

"Thank you! I wrote it myself." Wilbur smirked as he sat down on the edge of the table.

"I would've guessed so." You laughed a little. It was still a serious matter to you.

"I'm still curious as to why you are here." Wilbur had spoken out of nowhere. It was completely off topic.

"I'm curious as to why you still have me here." You shot back.

"Touchè" Wilbur thinned his lips as he looked out the van's window.

You followed his line of sight and saw what was happening outside. Tubbo was currently laying down on the grass while Tommy sat by him staring at the door of the van. Eret stood up talking to Tubbo and Fundy was lying on his stomach facing away from the group, but it seems like he was still listening because his fox ears kept perking up when Eret or Tubbo spoke.

It was a long silence before Wilbur spoke again and filled that silence.

"Tommy found a woman to join L'Manburg earlier on, but you were American so we didn't let you in. He didn't like that at all. I'm surprised he hasn't convinced Tubbo to shun you." Wilbur shook his head while laughing.

"So you let me in? Why?" You asked, still serious.

"You're Eret's wife now, also half American. Half." Wilbur explained while making pitching motions with his fingers.

Before You could speak Wilbur started again, "Also I said you intrigued me, you haven't found your place, I assume. L'Manburg might be your home."

You hummed in agreement. He was right, but you weren't going to tell him that. You were in the middle of a debacle all of a sudden. You just wanted to be a citizen of this new kingdom that your close friend was a part of. You felt so small, you felt like you had no purpose. Maybe this is your calling.

You were conflicted. This could be a new home. But then.

Your eyes widened as you stared out of the window looking at Tubbo and Fundy laughing in the grass at what Eret said, and Tommy tapping his fingers on his thigh staring worriedly at the van's door. This can't be youhome. You were a spy. You were going to be queen. This is youplace, not some fake country in the woods. You eventually had to go back to Dream, Sapnap and George. That's your purpose.

"I'll be a part of L'Manburg. I want to become a part of L'Manburg. " You stated strongly, trying to make your facadè stronger.

"What if I say no again?" Wilbur smirked.

"I am going to be a part of L'Manburg. This is my home right" You smugly.

"We'll see after today. I'm going to take this and go outside and read out the Declaration to my fellow L'Manburgians. C'mon." Wilbur walked back over to the chest and took out the book.

Wilbur beckoned You over to the door and they both exited the HTO Van together.

"Oh my gosh! What were you two doing in there?!" Tommy shot up from his seat on the grass and sped walked over to the duo. Fundy was finally sat up by both Tubbo and Eret.

"Having adult conversations, which you know nothing about." Wilbur said laughing.

"Hey! I am a grown adult! At least more grown up than Tubbo over there!" Tommy complained pointing at the other kid.

"Hey we are the same in maturity I like to think!" Tubbo sat up from his spot.

"I haven't been here for long, but Tommy is the least mature person here." You sighed.

"HEY!"

"THANK YOU!"

"Hey children gather around!" Wilbur finally interrupted the meaningless conversation.

Fundy, Eret, Tommy, and Tubbo gathered around Wilbur and You.

"You wanted to know what we two were doing, well." Wilbur brings the book from behind his back into their view.

"This is the new declaration! Gentlemen, I need you all to sign this." Wilbur handed the book to Tubbo first and then passed it around.

They all seemed proud. Their eyes lit up as the book was passed around. You could see Tubbo trying not to flip through the pages, Fundy was over Tubbos shoulder looking at how intricate the book was. Tommy was impatiently waiting while Eret stood calmer to the side.

All of a sudden You heard something around the walls of L'Manburg. It was like a loud rustling of somesort. You quickly scaled the walls with your eyes and found a familiar set of netherite armor and black hair. You saw three other figures in that same area as well. You saw Dream and George and a new face you haven't seen before. He had tufts on blonde hair coming out of his helmet. He looked dangerous.

"Um guys. You have visitors." You said while still looking at the four soldiers over the walls.

"Oh god." Eret whispered.

"Um they are in here. They're in HERE." Tommy said anxiously.

"It's fine they can watch this. I want them to hear." Wilbur said as he beckoned the five of them to the top of the HTO van.

Once they made it all on the top of the van Wilbur faced the four before speaking out in a loud strong voice.

"THE DECLARATION OFINDEPENDANCE

Signed: Wilbur Soot, Tubbo_, TommyInnit, ERET, Fundy

Forever the nation of the DreamSMP have cast great sins upon our great land of the hto dog van. They have robbed us. Imprisoned us. Threatened us. Killed many of our men. This time of tyranny ends with us this book declares that the nation which shall be henceforth known as L'Manberg is seperate, emancipated and independant from the nation of DreamSMP. The union of the masters of men.”

Wilbur began to pace around the area they were all in as he continued the long declaration.

“Together we are one. When in the course of human events it becomes necessary for one to dissolve the bonds which bind us. Disregarding of this truth is nothing short of tyranny. WE HOLD THESE TRUTHS TO BE SELF EVIDENT. THAT ALL _MEN_ ARE CREATED EQUAL The right of the people exists above the right of the king. The right of the government and the right of the economy. From the hto dog van we shall prevail. Life. Liberty. And the pursuit of victory." Wilbur ended.

"Im framing this fucker" The boys started cheering as Wilbur jumped down and entered the van.

You couldn't take your eyes off of the soldiers. You watched as there was something that fell inside the walls. From afar it looked like a book, a book that fell on the ground inside the walls. The boys were still talking and cheering, but apparently Tommy followed your gaze to the book that fell.

"What is that?" Tommy said and You and him hopped down and walked over to the book that was dropped.

It had to be from Dream. You looked up the walls and saw no one there, they must've left. Tommy picked up the book and flipped through it.

"Uh oh." Tommy said suddenly.

"Uh oh what?" You peaked over Tommy's shoulder.

He handed you the book and your heart dropped. "Declaration of War."

"Oh shit." You whispered

"Yeah" Tommy and You headed back to the van.

Tommy snatched the book from You's hand and yelled to Wilbur who was still in the van.

"Wilbur! There’s a book for you. He dropped a book!" Tommy yelled. Tommy and You made their way into the van and found Wilbur leaning underneath a door frame.

"Hold this for me. Let's swap books." Wilbur said.

Wilbur took the new book and began to read it aloud.

"Decla- uh oh."

"Wait, can you read it out loud?" Tubbo asked

"What was it called?" Eret asked as well.

Wilbur made his way back into the meeting room, sat down, plopped the book on the table and everyone followed suit into the room. He placed his head into his hands and began to speak again.

"The dec- the declaration of war." He finally said.

"OH!"

"Oh no!"

"Ladies and gentlemen, we are in a state of war." Eret said playfully next to me.

"This is how we consolidate our power! Men this is not something to fear, this is how we show that we are a nation. If we can hold this off, if we can thwart their advances. Do you know why they're attacking us? Power, greed," Wilbur paces around the HTO van angery still ranting about the situation.

"They're scared!" Tubbo added

"If we can show that our nation is strong enough to hold up against an army, then we can show that we are strong enough to run independently."

"You shouldn't have to prove yourself to Dream if you want independence." You spoke up.

The L'Manburgians were now outside since they followed Wilbur out here.

Wilbur turned around to face You with a neutral face. It was a contrast from just a few minutes ago.

"You're right. For now though we need to show we can stand up for ourselves, they think we are weak. We aren't."

"I understand." You hummed and an awkward silence fell upon L'Manburg.

"Y/N, would you like to become a citizen of L'Manburg?" Wilbur asked formally.

This was a part of the test wasn't it? So many thoughts were going through your head at the moment. This had to be a part of the plan. The whole Declaration of War. You wouldn't get hurt right? And then L'Manburg, you had to accept because if not everything would go to waste.

You smiled, "I would love to Wilbur."

Wilbur extended his hand out for you to shake and You grabbed it and shook hand firmly. It was official.

"Aye! Did I just see what I think I just saw?!" Tubbo and Fundy appeared out of nowhere.

"I saw a handshake~! Very professional." Fundy said, adding to what Tubbo said prior.

"Yes it did! I am a L'Manburgian now!" You cheered and so did Tubbo.

"The first woman in L'Manburg." Wilbur said.

"WHAT? The first woman in L'Manburg is American?!" Tommy angrily stomped out from around the van.

"You're a good addition I think." Wilbur smirked at Tommy, who was fuming.

"Hm, we'll see about that." Tommy narrowed his eyes at You, but you just smiled at the boy. Apparently that made him even more upset.

Tommy began to walk away before Wilbur began to speak again.

"Before you all leave, we need to have potions, more enchanted bows, arrows, and armor. That's all for now. I'll figure out the rest tomorrow." Wilbur finished and the others agreed.

"Goodbye everyone!"

"See you all tomorrow!"

Fundy and Tubbo left the L'Manburg walls leaving Tommy, Eret, You and Wilbur still inside the walls.

"Y/N can I talk to you for a minute?" Eret pulled you to the side. Currently Tommy and Wilbur were talking inside the van and You was chilling outside.

Eret took you away from the van and to a semi secluded place.

"Are you comfortable with what's happening?" Eret carefully asked.

"I'm unsure what's going to happen. I hate that feeling. I'm just worried that something will go wrong. I don't wanna die!" You said that last part while laughing.

Eret laughed a little too trying to lighten up the mood.

"I am too. We have to live long enough to become king and queen." Eret smiled and so did You.

"I don't want to die. Yeah that's one problem, but the other one is that I don't know where I belong. It's hard, is this your home Eret?"

Eret sighed, "Ahh! That's the problem! I would consider this my home."

Eret paused looking at Tommy and Wilbur talking by the HTO van. He took a second and looked You in the eyes again.

"I have the same feeling as you, but I feel like this can't be our purpose. This isn't meant to be, this home is temporary like a wilting home. We can always buy a new one after the old home withers away." Eret concluded.

You and Eret turned their heads to the noise of Wilbur and Tommy playfully bickering, they seemed like brothers, it was cute. The citizens of L'Manburg seemed like a family.

L'Manburg was a calm place. It was a calm house in a huge storm, but sometimes the house can get destroyed by the storm and it will be time to find a new house.

"We'll be okay. You're right by the way." You hummed looking up at Eret.

"I know." Eret smiled down at You.

"You know that we'll be okay? Or-"

Eret cut You off by pulling you into a comforting hug.

"We'll be okay, Dream would never hurt us. You know that. And I am always right." Eret laughed and You joined.

"Hey fuckers, I'm out!" Tommy yelled as he made his way towards the two in a hug.

They pulled away as Wilbur made his way over as well and spoke in a baby voice, "The baby needs someone to take him home~!"

"NO I DON'T! I'M NOT A BABY! I just don't want to get mugged." Tommy complained.

"He is a baby." Wilbur bluntly said.

"I AM NOT-"

"Hey! I can take you home!" You spoke over Tommy.

"Thank God, okay bye you two!" Eret laughed.

"Shouldn't you be with your wife?" Wilbur questioned Eret.

Eret shrugged, "I'm 100% sure you can take care of yourself, she can fight. Also she's not alone."

Wilbur slowly nodded and then began to walk away. The rest of them followed to the outskirts of L'Manburg. The group all ended outside of the walls and split apart. Wilbur goes with Eret and You with Tommy.

The walk through the forest was rough because Tommy always took the most difficult way. He walked his way into skeletons to fight them, He sometimes stopped to check his menu, He also kept talking while not waiting for an answer. It was a lot to travel with him.

They eventually made it into the greater part of the kingdom and saw the familiar sights. As Tommy led the way, he began another conversation from the long journey.

"So, I can't believe I haven't asked you this before," Tommy laughed "Let me begin with this: I don't like you, but I will put up with you"

Tommy walked backwards through grass as he talked.

"Wow what a great start." You sarcastically said, rolling your eyes.

"Don't test me. I just wanted to know why you married Eret in the first place." Tommy turned around and kept the pace You had while walking beside you.

Damn it. You were so close, of course Tommy would be suspicious of you. He basically said he hated you and now You think that he wants you out of L'Manburg. This might all go to shit if you can't get the right answer out of your mouth.

"I love him of course! Why wouldn't you want to marry someone you love?" What a lie.

You continued, "We were set up by a close friend, I am still getting to know him more and more each day, but isn't that with all relationships?"

"It seems so," Tommy spoke.

Tommy began stuttering over his words,

"Of course I know! I've been with women! Anyways, I didn't even know you were apart of the kingdom so-"

"So you wouldn't know how long me and Eret were together! So whatever you were gonna say would be invalid!" You shot back while pointing at him with a smirk.

Tommy hummed, "You're acting very territorial, very defensive."

"Is it bad that I am trying to defend my relationship?" You asked.

"You were very sudden with it." Tommy huffed.

An awkward silence fell upon the two as they kept walking, You not knowing where their destination was. After a while of nothing Tommy started a conversation again.

"I overheard Big E talking about fighting! Do you know how to fight?" Tommy asked enthusiastically.

"I like to think I do!" You said proudly.

You had learned everything you knew from your own self training and Dream of course. He always talked about how great a fighter you would be, so he took it into his hands to train You.

"Well, are you? I didn't see you fighting that many skeletons huh?!"

"Because you kept "running into them" and fighting them yourself!" You yelled back and did air quotations around certain words.

"Cause I wanna get stronger! Buffer! The alpha male!" Tommy boasted.

"Well why put yourself into trouble in the first place?" You sighed.

"Cause it's fun!" Tommy's voice got significantly higher the more he complained.

"You don't think I can fight?" You laughed in disbelief.

"Yeah!" Tommy challenged.

"Then I challenge you to a duel!" You crossed your arms over your chest and tried to size Tommy up, even though you were shorter than him.

"Woah, woah what?!"

You smirked, "You heard me Tommy! I want to fight you."

Tommy began walking faster and You had to do the same. He kept shaking his head and muttering something. You finally caught up with him and overheard what he was muttering.

"What would Wilbur think of this?"

He muttered.

"He would be okay! Fight me! C'mon pussy!"

"WHAT DID YOU CALL ME!?"

You got him. You really wanted to fight this boy. You could prove yourself to him and even the rest of L'Manburg. You might've been contradicting yourself because of what you had said earlier.

"You shouldn't have to prove yourself to Dream if you want independence."

You shouldn't have to prove yourself to Tommy nor Wilbur to gain their trust. But at the same time you REALLY wanted to fight, have some drama. You're hard-headed just like Tommy, so either way they were going to fight.

"Fine! We will fight by the HTO van tomorrow!" Tommy said walking backwards heading off the path that they were going.

"Deal?" You reached out to shake his hand.

"Fucking deal!" Tommy exclaimed while shaking your hand.

Tommy walked in front of you and made his way to a house made of dirt. It was well made and, although it didn't look horrible, it was probably a secret base.

"This is my home! I'll see you tomorrow for our duel. Don't be late." Tommy said while entering his house and closing the door on You before you got the chance to speak.

This is going to be very interesting.

"Well, well, well. Look who we have here!" A british voice appeared to the side of You.

Approaching the Prime Path was of course George and Sapnap. They always appeared at the right time because You were getting nervous you wouldn't make it back to the castle.

"Guys!" You exclaimed.

"Hey! We wanted to talk to you before, but you were occupied with "L'Manburg"." Sapnap put air quotes around L'Manburg like it wasn't real.

"We also wanted to walk you back home. Eret’s not being a good husband huh?" George laughed.

You spoke,"I was fine! Almost blew my cover though."

"WHAT?"

"HUH?"

"Yeah I was walking Tommy home and he asked me why I married Eret and I panicked, but saved it!" You hurriedly explained to the two men.

"Jesus you would have ruined everything." Sapnap rubbed his face while walking ahead of George and You.

"But she didn't! You almost did." George sighed.

"I thought I did well." You hummed.

"Also sorry for the scare earlier." Sapnap said while laughing a bit.

You sarcastically stated, "Yeah the whole "Declaration of War" didn't scare me at all."

"Aw boo hoo!" Sapnap mocked.

George shook his head while trying to keep in a laugh beside You. They were almost to their destination because you saw the huge castle in your sights. Sapnap dragged his feet on the path tiredly while George still had a small pep in his step.

You finally spoke up again, "Who was that other guy with the three of you? I've never seen him before."

"OH you haven't met Punz! He's one of the best fighters in the kingdom." George explained.

"Dream wants him on his side, he's getting many more warriors, "warriors", to fight against your L'Manburg." George put air quotes around warriors as he continued to explain.

"He won't hurt you. None of us will, if that's what you're wondering." Sapnap said bluntly.

"I mean that makes me more comfortable now I definitely know." You hummed and so did Sapnap in agreement.

You would love to say that Dream would never hurt you, but that would be a lie. You never knew Dream's intentions from the beginning, but he always says that it's for your own good and it would work out in the end. You trusts Sapnap and George's word, you trust them with your life. Literally.

The trio made it to the castle's entrance and they all stopped. Sapnap yawned and George rubbed You on the back in a reassuring manner.

"Man, I have a lot to do." You sighed as you looked at the huge arches of the castle.

"Well get some rest! Ease your mind." George said.

"Yeah what he said." Sapnap said while stretching.

You smiled at the two of them before beginning to walk up to the main doors. Sapnap reached out to your shoulder and twisted you around to give the two boys a final look for the night.

"Are you 100% sure you are okay with this plan?" Sapnap said sternly.

"Cause you know we have to report back to the big guy." George added.

You paused for a moment. You looked back on the moment when Wilbur and yourself were in the HTO van

"You haven't found your place, I assume. L'Manburg might be your home."

That whole place could be your home. Her calling, but then Sapnap and George in front of you. What about them?

"When have I ever steered you wrong?!"

Dreams' words circled in your head again for what it seemed like the 5th time today. It was tiring, but it was true. Even if you weren't okay with it you would get killed, so you want Eret and yourself to be safe. You didn't have enough connection with the L'Manburgians to keep them alive. This has to be you calling. Please let this be your calling.

"I am 100% sure. Let's do this."

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Y'know no one would give a hoot about Dorothea if she wasn't an open lesbian. Worst part of it all is that if she was a straight character she wouldn't be this loved. Funny, isn't it? When the whole point of her writing is to accept her for who she is no matter what. Her fans would never care about her if she was straight. Nice fans you got there, Dorothea. Seriously. When it comes to her, they'd either gush only about her sexuality 99% of the time or how cool she is in saying eff you nobles

Combining those Doro asks !

I think I had one scuffle with a "devoted fan" back then where they suddenly started to bring up sexual orientation arguments and what not and just -

I mean, people can like characters for all kind of reasons (look I disappointed an anon by saying I loved Di Maggio because he has a funny name) and if people like Doro because she's bi (I can't understand why people insist on erasing M/F relationships, is it to appear more progressive?) good for them!

But as you pointed out, when all of this admiration and love only shines because she loves women, you wonder if all this love and admiration is only tied to her orientation and nothing else. And while I fully confess I wouldn't give two shits about Di Maggio if he was called Robert, the behaviour and attitude of certain "devoted fans" using their love of Doro as a proof they're progressive or whatnot is really annoying.

(some "devoted fans" really counted the letters of "I hate Dorothea" and came to the conclusion it is a disguised way to say "I hate women"?)

Like, you wrote it yourself, some people love her because they think she's a lesbian, when Doro has support with enough romantic undertones with men to show that, no, Doro's not a lesbian.

(It's also part of why I personally HC Billy has M!Billy, to spit on certain "devoted fans" but also bcs of the "oopsie" factor for the supposed avatar of Sothis + it dunks on Jerry)

I think earlier this week I received an anon ask about Twitter and Rhea being paired up with Willy, and how it apparently grossed the OP (who HCs a lot about her, and makes nice fanarts!) out but, hey, headcanon whatever you want, steer your ship in the waters you can sail, even if Willy has a peepee, Rhea still saw him as a dear friend.

If the you love a character for your HC version of them, that is not canon compliant, can you even claim to love that character, or are you loving your OC?

Doro's POV on nobles is really puerile, and, not to look pedant, but something who never really had any interest in the topic could say while drinking a mojito.

Doro's still drinking her mojito in CF, SS, VW and even AG, so yep, what are we even supposed to take out from her? She loves mojitos, loves Supreme Leader, and doesn't care about the world, except when she has to use the "tried'n'true" taking care of orphans card, to show she's not completely heartless?

The "we killed Ferdie :'( " really pissed me off btw. Yes, we are killing people because Supreme Leader, and you never bring it to Supreme Leader that her war killed Ferdie, nope, it's just a "uwu sad" moment for one chapter, and it disappears afterwards for some "don't want to fight Supreme Leader :( "

It just pisses me off when Dorothea could have been Fodlan's Amalda - someone who genuinely thought and believed in her Emperor, only to be disillusioned and who decides to oppose him, even if her hands are dirty by saving/rescuing whoever she can.

#anon #replies #FE16 #3 nopes #character rant #salt #Doro #a perfect exemple of the BESF #I really think Doro should have been a CF exclusive #give Supreme Leader two lackeys but #even if it means lacking a mage in SS #just no Doro out of house

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tonystarksfavoritedaughter · 3 years

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Crazy Rich Avengers

Chapter 1:

Summary: You and Peter have been dating for a little over 6 months and have not yet met the Avengers. You were getting curious as to when you would meet them, until you get an invitation from Tony Stark himself, inviting you and Peter to Wanda and Vision’s wedding in Hawaii over Spring Break. You thought that it would be nice to go and finally meet everyone, but what will you think after you’ve been tested by the team?

*Based on the movie Crazy Rich Asians, each chapter will be a different scene from the movie. There will be 15 chapters. Also includes a GIF from the movie scene at the beginning of each chapter.

A/N: I’ve had this series planned for a little while now, and I just got this chapter done and edited and I feel really good about it. I didn’t know if anyone would want to read this until I posted about it yesterday and got some really good feedback, so thank you all who liked it and asked to be on the taglist so much! This chapter is the first scene of the movie, just some things are switched up to fit Peter and the Avengers. Just note that this one is kind of short and nothing much really happens in this chapter since it is just the beginning, but hopefully the next one is a bit juicer.

Warnings: swearing and fluff

Word count: 2166

Chapter 1

“Okay class, make sure to email me those presentations by Monday. I don’t want to keep reminding you guys over Spring Break because I’ve still got a life outside being a professor.” The whole class laughs at your professor’s bluntness. It kind of reminds you of your friend from high school, who would always spoke her truth, even when no one asked for it. You packed your things and waited for a clear space to exit your row. Who knew so many kids would be in a business class? Not you apparently. You were a culinary student at the Institute of Culinary Education or ICE for short. Your dream was to become a baker and own your bakery, hence the business class. This was your last class of the day, and you couldn’t wait to see your boyfriend. You two had been dating for a little over six months and it was the best six months you could ever ask for.

You exited out of the classroom, finally, and made your way towards the elevator. On the way down, you looked through your messages and saw that you had five new texts from Peter.

Peter: Hey babe! I’m out of my photography class now. (1:15)

Peter: Waiting by the couches (1:15)

Peter: I miss you (1:17)

Peter: I’m hungry. Let’s go to that pizza place for lunch. I really want some of their cannoli’s (1:20)

Peter: Y/NNN!!! WHERE ARE YOU??? (1:23)

The elevator stopped at the lobby and you walked over to Peter, who sprang out of his seat and practically ran over to you. He hugged with the force of what you assumed felt like ten tons just based on how tight he held you. You laughed at his clinginess and pushed him off of you.

“Dude my class ran like ten minutes late. What’s the matter with you?” you laugh.

He held your hand in his own and smiles at you. “Just missed you is all. Did you see my text about the cannoli’s?”

“Yeah I saw it.”

“And?” he asks hopefully.

“Aaaaaand what?” you played dumb just to see his cute pouty face.

“Can we get cannoli’s?”

“Yes, we can get a cannoli.”

“Ah! You’re the best! Cannoli’s!” he yells at an insane volume for someone who’s just walking down the street. This earns you both a weird look from the people on the sidewalk. You were about to kiss his cheek until he just took off down the street with your hand still in his. You guessed you never knew he liked cannoli’s so much. Maybe you should try out a recipe and make him some one day.

You get into the pizza restaurant and sit down across from each other and waited for the waiter to take your order. You order your drinks; Peter gets Diet Pepsi and you get a Sprite. Both of you talk about how your classes went and held each other’s hand while you talked.

“So, I’ve got to do this project for my class,” Peter began, “And my camera is at the Compound, so tomorrow I’ll be a little late getting home.”

“Okay, that’s fine. Oh! Speaking of which,” you slam your palms on the table, which makes Peter jump a little. “When am I going to meet them? I mean we’ve been dating for going on seven months now, and I still haven’t met them. And I know they know about me because I got a message from Nat telling me happy birthday two weeks ago.” You raise an eyebrow at him waiting for his answer.

“Speaking of said topic, that reminds me. We got invited to Wanda and Vision’s wedding. And it is next Friday in Hawaii, which is perfect because a) we don’t have classes because it’s Spring Break, and b) I know Hawaii is one of your bucket list places.”

Your jawed dropped for several reasons. One, it’s Wanda and Vision’s fucking wedding! You never met them, but from the way Peter talked about them, you could tell they were meant to be. You always thought that they were like what you and Peter had times one hundred.

“Are you serious? They’re having their wedding in Hawaii?”

“Yeah. They thought that since Mr. Stark – “

“What can I get you two today?” the waiter asked breathless. You didn’t even realize how busy they were.

You looked up at him, “I’ll have a slice of the cheese pizza please?”

“And I’ll have two slices of the meat lovers. And can I get three of your best cannoli’s please?” Peter smiled at the waiter as he wrote down your order.

“Alright that’ll be right out.” He walked away almost jogging to get your order in. Goodness they were slammed.

“As I was saying,” Peter continued. “Mr. Stark has one of those beach houses in Maui and so, they thought that it would be the perfect place for them to tie the knot.”

“Wow, so, we’re invited? Like we’re going to Maui and attending the wedding? And meeting everyone?” you asked now slightly worried.

“Yeah,” he drags out confused. “That’s what kind of what ‘You’re Invited’ means.”

“I know, it’s just…this will be the first time I’m meeting them and I always imagined it would be at a like Sunday dinner type of thing. Not a fucking Avengers wedding!”

“It’s okay, I know they’re gonna love you no matter what.”

You take a sip of your drink, “This is also works out for another reason because MJ has been asking us to come see her ever since she moved to Kahului.”

“All the more reason to go.”

You both get your food and Peter immediately starts on the cannoli’s that he’s been longing to eat and practically moans at the taste of them. You get the check and pay and tipped extra for your waiter, because they need to be paid way more than minimum wage. The two of you walk out and head home so you can spend the rest of the night together.

“So, when do we leave for Maui?” you ask, swinging your intertwined hands between the two of you.

“Umm, I believe on Saturday.”

Today was Thursday so that means that you only had tonight and tomorrow to pack for a whole entire week. “Shit! I have almost no clothes washed, are you kidding me?” you yell. “Why didn’t you tell me this sooner?”

“I just found out this morning!” he yelled back.

“Okay, well it’s a good thing tomorrow I don’t have classes because now I have to do laundry all damn day.” You reach your shared apartment and go to change clothes and you go straight to the laundry room, faster than Peter could imagine. All of your good, cute clothes had to be air dried and so that’s what you did first. After half hour of folding, and drying, and hanging up clothes non-stop, Peter came in wrapped his arms around you.

“Baby, you’ve been here for forever, come sit down with me,” he pleaded.

“I will once I have all the clothes done, but until then,” you pat his cheek. “I can’t.”

He sighs an ‘okay’ and plants a kiss on your cheek and walks away. About twenty minutes later you had gotten all the laundry done and went to join Peter on the couch. He was watching reruns of Brooklyn 99 which was one of your favorite shows. He put his arms out and made grabby hands and you leaned into his touch. You laid your head on his chest with the rest of your body sprawled out on the couch. He put his arm around your shoulders and kissed the top of your head. You looked up and kissed his lips and sat up just a bit straighter. One of his hands went to the back of your neck and the other rubbed your thigh, and you relaxed even more into him. Your right hand carded through his hair and the other sat splayed on his peck, slightly gripping his shirt. You two stayed like this for what felt like hours, just basking in each other’s comfort. You pulled back to breathe and gave him one last kiss before going back to your original position, laying on him.

“What do you wanna watch?” He yawned.

“Well since your yawning and –“ you yawned this time. “And so am I, let’s just take a nap.”

He hummed in agreement and led you to your shared bedroom and he changed into just a pair of sweatpants. You laid down and he did shortly after. You turned, facing him as your chests were touching. You stared at him for quite a long time before you even realized that you were. His face scrunched up that was so cute you wanted to take a picture.

“What?”

“Nothing. You just look cute,” you said back.

“I love you.”

“I love you more.”

“Nope. I do,” he challenged.

“That’s impossible because I love you to Jupiter and back,” you kissed his nose, ultimately shutting it down because you were tired. School had kicked your ass this week and you hadn’t really had anytime to just lay with Peter. You scooted down a bit so, you could lay your head on his chest, your legs intertwined, as he held you against him so tight that nothing could slip in between you two.

The next morning you had woken up extra early to make some French toast for you and Peter. You got out the bread and butter and the rest of the ingredients and started cooking. Since you were the one who was in the culinary department, the silent agreement between you and Peter was that you would cook, and he would clean your mess. You tried to not make too much of a mess, because you weren’t that mean. After a couple more minutes you got breakfast done and at that exact moment you put the toast on the plate, Peter comes waddling out with his hair a mess. It was almost like it was scripted like a scene in a movie.

“I smelled French Toast,” he smiled.

“Mhm, I thought that I would be nice and cook breakfast for you this time.” You pecked his cheek and gave him the syrup.

“Eat up and get ready for a long day of packing suitcases, babe,” you winked at him.

“Oh boy.” You didn’t hear his sarcasm often, but when you did it always made you chuckle.

He went over to the couch and you followed setting up the coffee table and turning on Spongebob to watch as you ate. You turned towards him and smiled and received a kiss on the nose. Today was going to be a good day, you thought.

It was now four thirty in the evening and you and Peter were packing up all your belongings into your suitcases. “Okay so you need your swim trunks, flip flops, sunglasses, and what else?” You ask.

“Is that just for swimming?” You nodded. “Then yeah I think that’s it.” You went over to his drawer grabbing his trunks out along with your swimsuit. You had all your clothes spread out into separate piles consisting of swimwear, pajamas, nice shirts, casual shirts, and wedding attire. Peter grabbed all of his clothes and stuffed them into his suitcase and you did the same. After that you went to the bathroom to grab all extra stuff that consisted of teeth and hair products, and everything in that category. Peter went into the kitchen to the medicine and started to pack anything that might be needed for allergy’s and whatnot. You figured you would pack your purse of carry on items before you left tomorrow morning.

After two hours of packing and double checking, and once the bed was cleared, you flopped down face first and groaned. “I’m so exhausted,” you huffed.

“Aww, is my baby tired?” He asked this as he pressed feather-light kisses to your neck that always made you shudder.

“Yes,” you say as you awaited a kiss on the lips. He happily kisses you, slow and lovingly, and you feel like you could stay there for eternity. He pulls away for minute to catch his breath. “We should probably figure out what we want to do for dinner.”

“How ‘bout leftovers? There’s still some enchiladas or lemon pepper chicken in the fridge.”

“Ooooh, let’s do chicken.”

You get up from the bed to heat the chicken up in the oven. “Imma make some garlic cheesy rice too!” You shout from the kitchen.

“Sounds good, baby.”

You two make your dinner and eat in a comfortable silence, watching TV. You both decided to watch one more episode of Parks and Rec before calling it a night, and Peter figured it would be smart to go to bed early since you would both have a long day of checking flights and meeting the Avengers tomorrow; and that was tiring by itself.

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Revival of Midoriya Izuku: Chapter 4 "My depression may be chronic, but my ass is iconic"

I bet you didn't think you were ever gonna see an update. well neither did I. What can I say? writing with a broken hand is a struggle.

Link to the fic on ao3: https://archiveofourown.org/works/16929483/chapters/81090403

Izuku’s first day of high school was interesting, to say the least, or it would’ve been if he actually went to school instead of spreading mayhem amongst UA’s first years. Shinjuku Metropolitan has been rather lenient in regards to his attendance or lack of thereof, thanks to whatever bullshit Shin wrote to the school on his behalf to ensure that the faculty would accommodate his ‘condition’. Which is just fancy wording for ‘I got a get out of school card’. Truth be told, this is probably the best thing that the doctor has ever done for him since Izuku was nowhere near ready to return to mainstream education, not after everything that has happened in middle school. The last thing he needed were looks of pity and guilt-induced niceties from people who otherwise had no problem laughing at his misfortune.

So instead Izuku has decided to spend his time productively - if you could count tormenting your ex-childhood friend and having an accidental family reunion as such.

Uncle Shouta always had a bit of a mean streak to him, although it never really felt as such when Izuku himself interacted with him. From what little of his childhood he could remember that didn’t involve trauma and discrimination, his uncle was a somewhat kind, but grumpy man. He believed in a brand of tough love - that somehow did not correspond with the way his mother raised him in the slightest and went above and beyond for things and people he held close to his heart. Sure they haven’t seen each other since Izuku was 4, but if his uncle’s empty threats from today’s Quirk Apprehension Test are anything to go by, not much has changed.

Which brings him back to now; sitting in an empty classroom that he does not belong to - a school that he does not belong to, writing down his ever-so-detailed notes about the quirks he will only be able to admire from afar. Not much has changed , indeed.

It almost feels like a betrayal. Almost , being the operative word, because he has no reason to cling onto the things that he no longer cares about - should no longer care about, for they had died along with him that day on the roof, and were properly buried within the four walls that Izuku called his own during his stay in the hospital.

But well...looks like today Izuku is in a mood to dig up old corpses.

Metaphorically, that is.

“God, you’re still here!”

“Kacchan we’ve talked about this” he replied, rather dramatically “God is dead and all that’s left is me”

Kacchan clearly did not appreciate his superior sense of humour, if the lack of response is anything to go by. “No seriously, why are you still here?”

“I could ask you the same”

“I actually study here you fuckwit!” the blond exclaimed in his ever explosive fashion “Besides I had to come back and get my change of clothes since that demonic pet of yours was sitting on them when we were all leaving for the test”

“Huh, that actually reminds me...where’s Bandit?”

“Oi, don’t change the subject you shitty Deku” replied Bakugou, as he kicked one of the chairs over towards the desk that was currently occupied by Izuku and slumped down in it in a way that would perhaps appear as non-caring to absolutely no one “I didn’t know your uncle was a pro-hero.”

Ah, so that’s what he was bothered about.

“That makes the two of us”

“Wait, really?!”

“Honestly Kacchan! Did you really think that IF I knew my uncle was a pro-hero that I would be able to ever shut up about it?”

“No way in hell!”

“Exactly!”

Well, now that the topic of his uncle has been cleared up, there wasn’t much else to talk about, at least not much that wouldn’t result in collateral damage or a Bakugou shitshow 2.0. Both of the boys were well aware of it of course, but let it never be said that either of them could be stopped by things like common sense, especially when it came to avoiding conversational land mines.

“So...what are you scribbling over here?” asked Bakugou in a rather poor and possibly the most awkward attempt at establishing small talk that has ever been known to man and sheep kind alike.

“Ok, no! That is not happening” snapped Izuku, who very much saw where this was going and was having none of it “We are NOT having a civil conversation!”

“Why the fuck not?!” replied the blond, his anger as booming and apparent as his quirk.

“Because that is not something we DO Kacchan!” shouted the teen, banging his hands against the desk, his notebook long forgotten.

“Well, maybe we should?!” exclaimed Bakugou, who was quick to anger, yet quicker to notice his ex-friend’s unusual mood as he tried to make an effort to de-escalate the situation.

“Oh? Should we really? !” sneered Izuku, feeling the kind of anger and disdain he hasn’t felt in a long time, not since that fateful day in the ward.

“That’s rich coming from you” he continued as he stood up form the chair, unable to keep still in his fury as he circled the classroom “All you ever did was shout at me, insult me and throw baseless accusations at me left and right for god knows how long, but suddenly YOU want to have a conversation with me? Isn’t it enough that we kinda talked about our feelings that one time when I was still stuck in the psych ward?!”

Honestly, what do you expect Kacchan?” asked Izuku, feeling raw and hysteric and all kinds of wrong, spilling his metaphorical guts to his ex-bully/friend “That we will just start having normal conversations like nothing ever happened, act like we’re friends or some shit? Because let’s be honest, we haven’t been friends for a very long time, that ship has sunk long before I even attempted suicide! ”

“Don’t you think I know that?!” screamed Bakugou, feeling equally angry, but mostly out of his depth in the situation. He expected Deku to possibly mock him for his awkward attempts at small talk. What the blond didn’t expect was for him to snap, in a way that was somewhat familiar but not quite, as even the few times they’ve spoken back when Izuku was in the hospital or when he got released, his tempter felt controlled in a way it was not at the moment. Katsuki wasn’t sure what exactly triggered such a strong response, but he was not looking forward to having another fight, at least not one initiated by him.

“I’m not trying to pretend it didn’t happen” he explained “I just want to move forward. I’m not the same asshole I was last year and neither are you, so I don’t want to be stuck on how things used to be ! It makes me feel like I’m going nowhere.”

“Ok! Fine! You wanna talk?! Then let me fuckin TELL you something! You asked me what I was ‘scribbling’ over here?” exclaims Izuku, as he stomps his way back towards the desk and snatches his notebook, waving it aggressively in front of Bakugou “IT’S THE SAME STUFF I’VE BEEN SCRIBBLING THE ENTIRE GODDAMN TIME!” he screamed “Those quirk analysis notebooks you used to mock me for? It’s another one of those because as it turns out I still AM the same asshole I was last year! Now then, can YOU tell ME how many of those I’ve had?”

“Thirteen…” mutters Bakugou, feeling like he’s walking into a proverbial trap.

“Good boy, you can count! Now, can you tell me what number does it say on this one?” sneers Izuku sarcastically as he points once again at the notebook in question.

“Is this a trick question? There’s fuckin nothing on it”

“EXACTLY! And you want to know why?” screamed the distressed teen, no longer feeling angry, but tired and vulnerable, unable to stop himself from having a conversation he didn’t even want to be a part of “Because these notes used to serve a purpose, a purpose I no longer have. Hero Analysis for the Future , to be exact. But guess what Kacchan…” he whispered, no longer looking at the red eyes that used to bring him so much pain “...I no longer have a future…”

The blond hung his head in shame as he listened to his childhood friend break down in tears while hiding his face behind the very notebook that started their argument, all the while Trash Bandit who woke up due to their screaming was trying to get his owner’s attention with pathetically quiet ‘baaah’s.

“You have the right to be angry with me, after all this shit I put you through” stated Bakugou after what felt like an endless silence broken only by Izuku’s stuttering sobs. He never thought of himself as a coward, but at this moment he could not find enough bravery to sit face to face with the crying teen.

“I KNOW that you shithead-” replied Izuku as he shakily tried to take a breath in between the sobs “-but what good is that gonna do?! You’ve actually admitted that the way you treated me was wrong, hell you even voluntarily went to therapy! You’re basically going through a whole-ass redemption arc and what do I do? * sob * I’m still stuck in the past and I can’t let go of my grudges, which isn’t doing me or you any favours. I’ve told you to get your shit together, and this is exactly what you’re trying to do and instead of being h-* hic *- happy for you I’m mad-”

His rant broke off as he took another breath with tears still rolling down the freckled cheeks despite the boy’s best efforts. Izuku slumped down in his seat and with shaking hands he took out a cigarette and lighter from his backpack that was still hanging by the hook on the side of the desk. And although putting the cigarette in his mouth was relatively easy, lighting it was another matter. As Izuku grew more frustrated with the quiver in his hands, so did Bakugou. The blond became impatient as he grumbled “give it here damn it” much more quietly and gently than he normally would’ve done as he leaned forward, all the while grabbing the other teen by his shoulder with one hand, as he used to the other to quickly light the cigarette with a small explosion. Izuku’s flinch at the sudden but familiar noise and heat did not go unnoticed.

To say that Izuku was shocked by his ex-friend’s action would’ve been an understatement, but he was pleased nonetheless. If anything it proved his point that Kacchan was trying to be nicer to him, even if the attempts were somewhat awkward. The freckled teen, feeling only marginally better, leaned back in his chair facing the ceiling as he continued to blow circles of smoke up into the air, trying to regain his original train of thought.

“You’d think they would have a fire alarm in here or something” mused Bakugou as he stared at the disappearing circles.

“Hmm” replied Izuku, absentmindedly “You’d think”

The silence has once again stretched between the 2 boys, although this time it felt less oppressive in its need to be filled. Bakugou was happy to wait for Deku to finish what he started, it was the least the blond could do seeing as he was at fault for the current state of things between them.

“I’m so fuckin angry...” stated Izuku as he crashed the burnt out cigarette against the desk, which Bakugou conviniently ignored seeing as the desk was his. “I’m so fuckin angry-” he repeated despite his tone and words not matching at all “-because this proves that you could’ve gotten your shit together this whole time” he continues while gesturing vaguely between the two of them.

“You could’ve stopped this bullshit and apologised to me!” exclaims Izuku in a tone that is half resigned and half accusing “You could’ve spared me the misery, and yet you didn’t. I feel like I’ve suffered for nothing-”

“You did!” interrupted the blond.

“What?”

“You’ve suffered for nothing” clarified Bakugou “There’s literally NO good reason for you to have gone through even half the shit you did”

“I dunno about that Kacchan” teased Izuku “I’m pretty sure the reason is sitting right in front of me”

“I said no good reason damn it, don’t go around twisting my words you fuckin Deku!”

And Izuku couldn’t help but break out in laughter, because he was pretty sure that this was the first time ever that Bakugou had made a joke at his own expense and this moment was going to live in his brain rent free from now on.

“Oh God, Kacchan-” he wheezed, trying to stop himself from laughing “You were right, you really aren't the same asshole that you were last year!”

“I sure fuckin hope not” replied Bakgou who was just as close to laughing “Otherwise I would’ve had to demand refund for all of those shitty therapy sessions”

“Look at us Kacchan” said Izuku, his laugh now subdued “We’re still a fuckin mess”

“I guess we are” agreed the blond as he stared down at his friend’s notebook in a thoughtful expression.

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After the truthfully embarrassing heart-to-heart with Kacchan, Izuku wanted to do nothing more than sink into the void for the next eternity, or at least until he gets his reminder text that he’s running late for yet another therapy session. Unfortunately neither of these options were viable seeing as he was on a self-appointed mission to catch up to his uncle. The boy hoped that uncle Shouta would still be somewhere on the premises seeing as his ugly-ass sleeping bag was still in the classroom. Izuku used that to his advantage as he gave the sleeping bag to Bandit who promptly sniffed it and began to follow the scent of a premature-midlife-crisis. Who knew that sheep could make such good hounds?

Bandit had dutifully led their owner through an ever inconvenient maze of corridors, which eventually ended with the two entering the teacher’s lounge like they had every right to be there (which they kinda did, shoutout to Nedzu!). As expected, Izuku’s uncle was in the lounge, surrounded by fellow members of staff as they tried (unsuccessfully, at least by Izuku’s standards) to get any information out of him regarding his class this year. Uncle Shouta for the most part looked like he’d rather be doing anything else and so Izuku has made an executive decision to insert himself obnoxiously into the situation.

“In my humble opinion-” he said, as he sat down next to his uncle, while Bandit jumped up on his lap “that Mineta kid should’ve been expelled. Like, we get it uncle, he has potential ” continued Izuku, as he spat the word distastefully “But how far is that potential gonna get him when all he does is harass the entire female population, like every other mediocre straight guy with self awareness of a sea cucumber?”

“A sea cucumber? Really?” asked uncle Shouta, sounding like the unimpressed bitch that he is.

“I mean don’t get me wrong” he continues, completely ignoring the unnecessary commentary “Straight people are already embarrassing as they are, but this guy is on another level, the kinda level that usually leads to a straight jacket, am I right?! Hah- I just made a pun!”

“The little listener does have a point, Shouta” replied Present Mic.

“Also, did he just say uncle ? Shouta, is there anything you’d like to tell us?” asked Midnight, you know, like a traitor.

“No”

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It wasn’t until they walked past the gates of the school that his uncle finally stopped in his tracks to voice at least a portion of the questions that have been bubbling in his mind since the impromptu family reunion with his nephew.

“Izuku” says Shouta, with as much concern as an uncle-who-you-haven’t-seen-in-almost-a-decade is allowed to voice “What the fuck?”

“Look, I heard that question far too often in my lifetime, mostly from my therapist, so you’re gonna have to be a bit more specific” replies Izuku sounding like the unimpressed bitch that he hopes to evolve into through the sheer power of genetics and generational trauma.

“Look kid-” says the hobo looking man that has the privilege of being related to Izuku as he puts his hands together, takes a deep breath and prays to whichever God he believes is not yet dead for some guidance on how to handle this “-as much as I’d love to elaborate on the sheer amount of confusion I am experiencing right now due to your questionable way of life, I do actually have to go on a patrol so this conversation is gonna have to be postponed. In the meanwhile give your mother my regards, and I’ll hopefully see you in the near future when you decide once again to wreak havoc in my classroom.”

“No” replies the freckled teen in a total disregard for other people’s prior engagements, thus truly earning his title of a problem child.

“What do you mean no ? Izuku, I have a job to do!”

Instead of replying, Izuku has decided to simply pull a pro-gamer move, by quickly taking out a familiar pair of handcuffs from the side pocket of his backpack, cuffing one side to his uncle’s hand and the other to his own. That on its own is probably not particularly impressive, however it is the speed of the action that has earned it the title of a pro-gamer move, which Izuku is quite proud of. His uncle on the other hand is definitely less so, looking at his cuffed wrist like it has somewhat betrayed him.

“Please tell me you did not just do that”

“I did not just do that”

After wasting about 10 minutes of his life on fruitless struggle of trying to get the handcuffs off like an untrained dog trying to chew off its own leash, Aizawa Shouta; the underground hero Eraserhead, the infamous Erasure Hero has slumped in defeat, internally swearing to himself to one day get revenge on his unruly nephew.

“God, I am so going to have a talk with my sister about this” he says, as if a threat of authority had any meaning to the green headed teen.

“Yeah, no shit, that’s the whole point, we’re going to my house now” replies the teen, completely disregarding any attempt at ‘ an adult asserting their authority ’ over him.

“I still have to go on a patrol tonight” repeats Shouta, as if it was somewhat relevant.

“That sounds like a you problem”

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