#this has been in the drafts for a while

[theobservatory]

｡⁠☆Loser Boyfriend｡⁠.ﾟ⁠+⁠ 

☆Cw: one use of "her", Mina calls you girl once, embarrassment, fluff, humor, rookie!prohero!deku

"Izuku, dude, no offense, but how did you land that?"

Izuku turns to Denki, looking just as lost as he does. There's a little flush on his cheeks and a wide eyed expression on his face. The boy looks like a confused baby dear, which truly only adds to Denki's confusion.

"Your guess is as good as mine."

"Teach me your ways." Denki says, comically whipping out a notepad from his pants pocket. "Did you grovel? Cry? Feed her a love potion but disguise it as juice so that she would drink it, but have no clue what it was?"

"N-No of course not!... And I'm pretty sure that would be illegal anyway..."

Denki shrugs, "Hey I don't know your life. You could be into some weird shit on the down low, you seem the type!"

Izuku responds with an eye roll. If anyone 'seems the type' it's Mineta and Denki himself. They turn back towards you instead of continuing the conversation. You're still in the same position you were in before; fully leaned over the back of the couch, legs closed with one slightly hanging in the air, while the rest of you is inside Mina's personal space giggling at something she's showing you on her phone.

You're in some cute little outfit that Izuku helped you pick out, a rare case, since Izuku still wears almost exclusively punny t-shirts and sweats. The only reason he helped is because it's your first time meeting his friends and former classmates, you just wanted to make sure the outfit wasn't too little or too much. This is not to say he was much help.

Izuku feels almost entranced by you, and you're not even looking at him. You haven't glanced his way since Mina took your attention, actually. Izuku could start pouting if he wasn't too busy ogling your backside. He's so busy he misses the picture Denki snaps at the enraptured look on his face.

"C'mon man, let's go raid the snacks before Kaachan forces us to leave the kitchen."

Denki's arm around Izuku's shoulder shakes him out of his stupor and he nods in agreement, not really having heard what he said at all. He allows Denki to lead him to the kitchen with only minimal glancing behind his back, just to get a little more time to soak in your image.

But he doesn't expect your eyes to catch. He has no time to prepare for the heat in his pink cheeks to spread to his ears, no time to prepare for your smile to make his heart thump in his chest. It makes him lightly stumble in his steps and turn to face forward again, feeling incredibly embarrassed.

"Oh, Izu! Can you come back for just a sec?"

Izuku breaks out of Denki's hold with not a single lick of hesitation, embarrassment be damned. His world shortens and zooms in when you talk, the feeling of embarrassment, as well as Denki's voice, becomes muffled in the face of it. None of that matters if you're the one who needs him.

"Look at this picture Mina has of you!"

It's the picture All Might took of him before he bulked up. The one where he's dirty and sweating and crying after trying to haul a fridge across a beach. Izuku thinks he might die. Where did she even get that picture?

His face must say a lot, because both you and Mina burst out laughing. You're trying to reassure him, but you're laughing so hard you're struggling to gain a breath to string words together. If the floor swallowed Izuku whole right now, he would be grateful. It was a terrible idea to bring you to meet his classmates, especially a gossip like Mina.

"Oh, baby no, don't look like that!" You gasp, placing a hand on his shoulder. It's not nearly as comforting as you're trying to make it be.

"Izuku you look like a total loser, good thing you gained some muscle there, pipsqueak!" Mina chortles.

"Oh stop it! He doesn't look like a... Loser... I think it's cute!"

"Keep telling yourself that!"

Izuku has never considered the merits of getting hit by a bus before, now is a better time than ever to start.

Your arms wrap around him, and he instinctually hugs you back. You press your still smiling face into his chest, and turn towards Mina, still a little breathless.

"It's okay Izuku, I'll protect you from Mina's mean words." You giggle.

Mina is quick to start booing you, but Izuku doesn't miss the picture of him being sent to an unsaved number in her phone. Oh she's going to get it next time they spare together, and he will make absolutely sure it is soon. She doesn't get to run away from the enemy she has created today.

"Whose side are you even on, girl?" Mina huffs playfully, turning back to her phone and sitting back down on the couch.

The party goes smoothly after that, mostly because Izuku doesn't leave your side for the rest of the night. He refuses to let any of his other classmates show you blackmail. Even when you go to the bathroom he stands right outside the door, waiting for you to come back. At one point during the night Katsuki told him he looks like a stray puppy, and before he could deny it, you responded, "it's cute, part of his charm". He elected to ignore the way it made his chest puff out.

He likes to believe you think of him less as a puppy and more of a guard dog. He will not be confirming or denying this with you.

Before long, the party is over. Despite the little mishap with Mina earlier, he's satisfied. You were both fed well, and you very clearly had a good time with his friends, so he considers the night a success. He knew that you'd been nervous about the whole thing, his reassurances hadn't done much to sway you, but you had a great time. Just like he said you would.

As he's pulling the car out of the driveway, you turn to him, a mischievous smile spread across your face. Izuku hopes you don't notice how heavily he swallows when you look at him, your expression is making him nervous.

"Mina sent me that picture of you."

The car lurches as he slams on the brakes. "She gave you her phone number?! Noo she's gonna show you how much of a loser I am!" He whines, putting his head into the steering wheel.

"Izu, my love, you are a bonafide prohero who's about to hit the top 30 barely two years out of highschool, you are not a loser."

Izuku turns to you with a wobbly smile, forehead still lying on the steering wheel. "U-Uhm no, I totally am. Hero work aside."

You giggle, his heart stutters again.

"Well you're my loser then."

"Yours?" Izuku flushes.

"Mine."

And well, being a loser isn't so bad if it means he gets to be yours. Your boyfriend. Your guard dog. Your puppy. Your loser. Your anything. He can be anything, as long as he's yours.

Love men who are losers and very smitten for their sweethearts, what can I say

｡⁠☆Requests open

[gnael]

had sk8ter boi by avril stuck in my head while making her🛹

[everpresence]

stop caring about what others think: the law perspective

hi, everyone! ⸜(｡˃ ᵕ ˂ )⸝♡

i've thought about writing this post for a while, especially since this is a mindset that i am freeing myself from. i know i'm not the only one who grew up in the state of being a people pleaser, so this is for people who were programmed to neglect their own desires and give in to pressure from family, friends, and society.

the other day, my mom noticed that i had a really long gray strand of hair. i didn't believe her at first, but when she pulled it out and showed it to me, i was shocked. it looked like it had been there for months, and i wondered to myself what i did for this to happen.

seth said that your physical body is a reflection of your beliefs, or your dominant dwelling state. if you notice that there is something "wrong" with your body, then you must first look into your thoughts and emotions over the last few weeks, months, etc.

Physical symptoms are communications from the inner self, indications that we are making mental errors of one kind or another. ♡ Seth (channeled by Jane Roberts), The Seth Material

after seeing that gray hair, i knew that it was because of stress. okay, what was i stressed about? i started looking back into what i had dwelt on over the last few months, and i realized that i was stressed out about a lot of things. what stood out, though, was my inner conversations about my family. i was mainly dwelling on what my family thought of me, whether i was worthy of their approval or not, if they were proud of me, etc.

in other words, i cared way too much about how they think and feel about me that it had translated to not only having that long gray strand of hair, it also translated to other physical symptoms (chronic fatigue, chest pain, rashes).

and not only did it translate to those physical symptoms, it also translated to my thoughts, emotions, and the events i was experiencing in the 3D. in other words, everything out here is a reflection of your inner state of being. the cause is always inner.

i found myself feeling more anxious about talking to my parents, wishing that they didn't bring up anything that i really don't want to do. i even avoided them for a certain period of time because of this fear. and since the law is always working 24/7, they ended up bringing it up way more often since i frequently dwelt on what i don't want to hear.

thankfully, though, if i decide to do the opposite (i.e., dwelling on what i want to hear instead), then the 3D has no choice but to outpicture what i choose to experience with my inner senses.

when you consistently dwell on people pleasing, on your fears and doubts about your family, peers, etc., these are all going to be translated into your thoughts, your emotions, your physical body, your experience—everything.

when you care too much about what other people think, when you consent to someone else's limiting beliefs about reality, when you care about external validation, it is only hindering your infinite potential. you are only going to experience such limitations and unhappiness in your reality because you chose to try to fit into someone else's box.

As long as you're in a state of consciousness where you care so much what other people think and what their attitudes will be, you're not going to get very far. ♡ Reverend Ike, "Your Unconscious Fear of Success Affirmation"

i am not saying this as a way to fearmonger, or to blame, or to guilt-trip you. that's not my intention.

i am saying this for you to fully realize the connection between your inner world and your outer world.

nothing is random. nothing is an accident. you are always getting what you concentrated upon, and therefore, you ultimately have the responsibility to choose what reality you want to experience.

you're the only one that can free yourself from these states. no one else can do that for you.

the more you focus on being true to yourself, the more you shift your focus from making other people happy to letting yourself be happy, the more you're going to experience the happiness that comes with the authenticity of your unique being.

yes, it might feel hard to do so at first, but that's because we have made a habit out of wanting to please other people and being rewarded with external validation. it is what we have gotten used to since the beginning of our lives.

however, if you want to be the best version of yourself, you must give up all inner conversations about what other people think of you, that what they think about you matters. stop the arguments in your head. their thoughts and opinions about you have no power over you unless you choose to give it to them. it only matters what you think and feel about yourself.

your inner world is your refuge, where every single reality you desire to experience and is already promised to you exists in this present moment. everything is happening all at once. here, you can experience how it'd feel now that you are free to be yourself, to do whatever you want, to be unconditionally loved and accepted no matter what. you must make this a habit, and the more often you do this, the easier it gets.

I must consciously return to my new state constantly. I must feel its naturalness, like my own bed at night. At first the new state seems unnatural, like wearing a new suit or hat. Although no one knows your suit is new, you are so conscious of it you think everyone is looking at you. You are aware of its fit and its feeling until it becomes comfortable. So it is with your new state. At first you are conscious of its strangeness; but with regular wearing, the new state becomes comfortable, and its naturalness causes you to constantly return to it, thereby making it real. ♡ Neville Goddard, "The Perfect Image"

if you find yourself going back to those old inner conversations, don't beat yourself up over it. don't criticize yourself. it's okay. consciousness is the only reality, but you are also having a human experience. you are on your own journey, and this is completely normal. be gentle with yourself and let those thoughts and emotions pass over, as they are only temporary. then choose to continue to let yourself dwell on who you really want to be within.

to wrap this post up, i have a song recommendation :]

i stumbled upon this song on spotify by paris hilton which features rina sawayama (I LOVE HER BTW RAHHHHHH). perhaps the lyrics will resonate with you guys and allow yourselves to enter the feeling of being your authentic self.

[defleptic]

Holy shit lol, I just realized something that makes me feel so dumb

Ya know how Dustin says that Mike's ALWAYS complaining about Joyce taking up the phone? The neurons in my brain just did NOT connect or something because when I heard it the first time in the show, AND as a piece of byler proof, my brain told me "well even if he's not calling El, doesn't mean he's not calling any of his other friends besides will, so its not specifically byler proof."

I don't know why, but in my head, I assumed Joyce = Mike's mom.. like, i assumed karen was just on the phone all the time. WHY??? it has JUST occurred to me that NO, HES NOT MISSING OUT ON CALLING "ANYONE" because he can't use his own phone, he is SPECIFICALLY calling will because that's the only other person he knows besides el that he NEEDS to use the phone to call within the byers household, and el cant use the phone. She uses cerebro to not get tracked. How did I even come to this conclusion??? HUH??? This whole time I was confused by the theory for no fucking reason??? I'm not a real fan, smh.

It's not like I didn't know Joyce is wills mom, and I KNOW that she had that telemarketing job that took up the phone. I just think I like, blanked completely 🧎‍♂️ did I gaslight myself??? HUH??

I've even watched the byler lawyer video with full, undivided attention multiple times, the queer-coding video, and every byler clip known to man a million times each. I've rewatched season 4 three times. With how many times I've seen the evidence, HOW??? HOWWWWW???

[persimminwrites]

some post trespasser layla sketches

[auberge13]

Having thoughts. The Jon we have is very clearly someone who was taught that it's ok to feel and act on and talk about your feelings. The conflict arises when put in the context of if *Superman* is allowed to do those things, a perception that has been warped due to his personal experience with Supermen that aren't his dad. Hey it's Jon's lived experience coming into conflict with who he believes he's supposed to be as superman again.

[toby-the-mushrooms]

Me when a gorgeous woman is nice to me

[this-too-shall-bleed]

behold, all of my theories for Malevolent season 5 in under a minute

[maudlin-scribbler]

At this point i've gave up on figuring out my gender. Like i guess im graygender idk. If people ask thats the label i give em. But I also feel like it's somehow kinda fluid. But I also dont care enough to like *really* figure it out. Ill be honest im just not invested in the concept of gender that much i guess???

[ofluckandmagic]

Image ID: [a four leaf clover with the text: OfLuckandMagic. In smaller font is the words, “a Multimuse/multifandom, OC RP blog, penned by Rhythm]

Multi fandom and crossover friendly!!

[justlyric24]

JJ’s outfit at the mosbank fanmeet yesterday 💖 (Ft. JJFong holding hands)

[twobookshelvesfull]

i think your ribs would slot perfectly into the spaces between mine

[ad-al-ai]

Takes out diva cup, hands it to my vampire gf who takes it like a shot

[stealingyourstoats]

Jorge da Burgos is kinda like if Manfred was a monk

[summersilencesystem]

╭ ˗ˏˋ Anika/Nika - 🌸

Pronouns } she/her/they/them/lae/lace (no preference)

Age } 18-22, age slider

Gender } demigirl

Orientation } aroace

Role in Syetem } trauma/anger holder, co-host

Extra } gets pissed off within .5 seconds, lowkey scares people, monotone asf, youtube enthusiast, would become a streamer/youtuber if she had her own body and wasn’t part of the system, most open about wishing lae was their own person, will blow all our money on clothes and not apologize for it

Soundtrack } lolita - violent vira, tarantula girl - violent vira, god complex - violent vira, strangers - ethel cain, edge - rezz, save yourself - amira elfeky, l’amour de ma vie [over now extended edit] - billie eilish, in my room - julia wolf, the cure - real lokki, bruises - ellise, you asked for this - halsey, sippy cup - melaine martinez, pity party - melanie martinez, xxxxx - ethel cain, Iron maiden - ethel cain, camden - gracie abrams

⛓️┊“Oh Lolita, That putrid name, Is innocence all you ever crave?, My hands are twisted, My eyes are open wide, Given you my everything, Please won't you say you're mine?, I take my pills of pure addiction and I lay in dirty water, Closing my eyes I wish it was clean, Like the lamb before the slaughter, Squeeze on my heart, And drink all the blood, I know I'll never get, That same kind of love„ — [lolita by violent vira]

[chongoblog]

Wherever these thoughts I've been having end up taking me, I want to make it abundantly clear that everyone who called me an egg, asked when I'm transitioning, and said I was transphobic for feeling uncomfortable about that wins the Illustrious Prize of Pipe Bomb In Mailbox.