#(every time they do Im like maybe I'll finally get my period! but nope no luck)

[raksh-writes]

Gosh, I really do hate november, it's such a dreary, gray, depressing time of the year. Like, the seasonal depression at it's Height. For 90% of the time Im so tired and steeped in dread I can do barely anything more than claw my way through the days just simply surviving and honestly, I think I should be allowed to just hibernate through these late autumn/early winter months until the time where the day is normal length again and I feel less dead on my feet because this? This is awful and it's all the same every year. Hate it here, fr...

[spyoikawa]

Ok I 100% mixed up bridal carry and fireman's carry I'm the rough draft, but im honestly vibing with fireman's carry more 👌

Flufftober Day 6 - Fireman's Carry

Character - Kotaro Bokuto

Warnings - test taking anxiety, stress, toxic studying behavior (lack of sleep, self care, socially distant, etc)

It was the fated time of year, the quarterly exams and midterms were coming up. Usually you handled the time period with a bit more grace, but this year, calling you stressed was an understatement.

Why the hell did every teacher decide to put all their midterms withing 2 days of eachother. You've got to study for one course and be sure to be prepared for the class directly after. And which classes allowed notecards again?

It was just so much to think about.

Your boyfriend didn't fail to notice your work. Not texting for hours, but suddenly responding to his at ungodly hours of the night. Spending every free period to go tobthe library or study hall. Not being able to walk home with him after practice, because you need to go home and study right away.

Not only was it your absence and constant need to work that was bugging him, but you looked more exhausted everyday, implying you've been eating and sleeping little.

As supportive and proud as he was that you're taking the responsible path and preparing, you're habits were getting a bit toxic.

He decided not to interfere and just support you through it, he was sure you knew your limits. That was until his phone woke him up at 1 am with a text from you, sending him a meme as you were taking a break.

1 am is the time you should be asleep and allowing yourself to recover- and you weren't even done studying yet?!

He put on his jacket and started heading to the library. And lo and behold, there you were, resuming your studies, one hand holding a book open, the other taking notes. It looked as if it was taking all your strength just to hold your body up, your eyes straining to stay open.

You didn't notice his presence until he stood in front of you.

You blinked and quickly panicked "shoot I'm sorry did I wake you up? I didn't mean to, I'll text you much earlier next time-"

He started packing up your books and put them in your bag. It was odd to find him this quiet and calm, usually it's was quite nice and held a majority of your domestic moments, but you didn't know what to make of it now.

"Listen," he started, "it's amazing that you're getting ready and putting this dedication into your midterms, but you've gotta take care of yourself. Cmon we're going home-"

You cut him off "wait nonono, I gotta finish my chemistry, i promise just that and I'll go back, I didn't mean to wake you, just let me finish"

He zipped up your bag and slung it on his forearm. "Sorry, no can do"

You shrieked a bit and he squatted and scooped you in his arms, before you could even react and process his movements. Suddenly he threw you over his shoulders, supporting your arms and legs on either side of him.

"Ko, put me down, I'll go home soon"

"And by soon, you mean 5 minutes. Because you're going home with me"

He carried you out in this manner, gaining some odd looks from night shift librarians. But they've honestly seen worse.

You thought he would set you down after a block or two, but he continued on. But maybe he'll drop you off at your house? Nope never mind.

"Ko. We passed my house"

"Yeah no, we both know if i drop you off there, you'll keep working. Just for tonight you're staying at my place to make sure you at least relax a bit"

And finally as you arrived at his place he set you down, holding your hand as you readjust your weight on the ground.

He guided you to his room, setting your bag down on a chair. Pulling you in through the doorway he took off any accessories you had on, making you as comfortable as he could, before finally sitting you down on his bed.

"Tomorrow is Saturday, and we're gonna sleep through the whole day whether you like it or not" he giggled as he pressed a final kiss to your forehead.

[sainadazai]

When your crush is angry all the time

Ch. 2

Ch.2

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Y/n pov

First day at U.A. high. This is actually going to be so sick, think of all the boys and girls and weird quirks. Best of all I get to meet boom boom. Hopefully I don't do that thing where I think about him so much I forget we don't know each other, that would be embarrassing. 

I smile to myself as I approach the tall building with students flooding in and out. A couple of kids seemed to notice how strange I looked, I didn't have the uniform yet because my mother refused to let me have it. She told me I'd have to get it from her during school so she could show her students how dope her kid was. 

Not sure if I should be flattered though. Mom always compliments me like I actually did something to have the power I have. When really all I did was not die. Usually the interaction goes -

"Oh my god, honey you are so fucking cool, look how good you control your quirk, you train so hard!"

"Yea mom, it's crazy how after psychopaths try to breed you at ten years old you learn a thing or two about combat."

Then her face falls into a deadpan to cover her guilt and we move on. Sarcasm is honestly one of my all time favorite coping strategies. Like you can even make it better by not making any facial expression so people's minds are just fully fucked. 

My outfit couldn't feel more out of place right now, but I obviously notice the profuse blushing of boys and girls as I make my way through the halls of U.A. If my bestie was here I'm sure people would be fainting, since she makes a habit of dressing in fishnets and chains. I guess I could wear clothes like that but im tired most of the time. So if I don't have to dress up, I won't. 

However that doesn't mean I still don't look good. Well, at least I think I do...

This morning I was lazy so I just threw on Baggio black jeans, a cropped tee, and a baseball jersey that I got from when I flew with my dad to America. We watched the game together, but I kinda zoned out the whole time. Of Course I added a couple chains just in case I get to be on top of somebody. Hehe call that ✨funcional fashion✨

Dw of course I took a picture in the morning to post on insta and brag to my old friends about how I got out of that hell. 

I rushed in a door that said 1-b just before I heard a bell go off. The door shut behind me with a loud thud the second the bell stopped. That is one way to get attention, I guess. I didn't even care to take in the faces of the students in front of me. After all, I was only here for one reason. I skimmed the room trying to find that ominous glare, but to no avail. My first thought was that maybe he wasn't in class today. That was before I peeked out the window of the door and realized there were more than one hero classes here. 

If he is in the other class, I'll just have to be in there too. Is this stalking? Yes. Will it end badly? Probably yes. However, do I have anything to really lose? Nope. Not a single thing.

"Katsuki Bakugou." I figured I'd say it out loud with a Stern face, just to see if the teacher would be intimidated enough to take me to him. 

The teacher and the rest of the class visibly tensed at my stare, but apparently I wasn't intimidating enough. 

"Whatever business you have can be settled after class. Now, students, this is the newest addition to class 1-b y/n l/n."

"No."

"Pardos me Ms. L/n"

"I said no, im not gonna be an addition to your dumb class" I mocked him 

He then sent me a very odd face, in which he pursed his lips but simultaneously glanced at his students in fear. I suppose they might not be pleased at my rejection, but that's irrelevant. I'm not here for them. 

"Oh, so you think you're too good for us!? Huh?"

"Yes."

"Class 1-a scum can have you, you vial worthless, dumb, fat, stup-"

Some angry blonde kid was interrupted by an aggressive bonk on his head. I glanced to his side and made eye contact with a girl, she was quite pretty, but not prettier than boom boom. 

"Cool, okay so i'm gonna go to the other class then....sir?"

"Pft, you wish. Sit down. Now."

"I literally didn't ask dude...sir."

"Adding sir doesn't make what you're saying any less disrespectful, now sit down."

I pouted a bit in realization that he wasn't as dense as the police usually are. However that didnt mean I wanted to listen. Plus if I got in trouble, that might be even more fun. 

"Again. No." 

Suddenly I felt a hard push on my back, I fell to the floor and felt a foot pushed against my back. 

"Nooo.Mom, please. Not right now."

"I came here to teach historia you brat."

She took her other leg and swung it back, leaving all her body weight on my back. Then launched it forward to meet with my side just as she took her top foot off my back. I felt the contact of her boot on my bare side and felt the tingle of what I assume is pain rattle through my left side, to my right. Only to be cut off when a new sore of pain spread through my back. 

That was what I assumed was my body slamming against the front wall of the class. I kept my eyes clenched shut the whole time, only flinching the impact of the wall. I bounced right off and landed on the floor. 

"Yea...okay," I said between groans. 

*timeskip*

Lunch 

Midoriya pov 😗

It was finally lunch time after miss midnight taught us history. It wasn't my favorite subject, but I still look at pretty good notes. I'll be sure to read over them later in case we have a pop quiz or something. 

This lunch period is kinda more exciting than usual because I heard rumors that there is a new hero course student, and new additions don't happen often, so he is probably really good. 

After getting my food from lunch rush, I rushed over to my table where me, uraraka, iida, and todoroki sit everyday.

I plopped the food down onto the table and followed by sitting down and saying hi to my friends. It didn't take that long into their strange conversation about water volcanoes and cheese for me to zone them out in search of the new face. 

I don't really know everyone at U.A. that would be crazy. Still, I feel like I have enough knowledge to spot an obviously new face. Plus he is probably with the 1-b students right now. I scan over the whole lunch room, eager to say hi, but I don't see any new guys, or any new faces at all. 

Maybe the rumors were just rumors. That's really a bummed, I was hoping I could get yet another cool quirk to write about in my journal. 

Most of lunch was spent with my friends talking about weird things called memes (he calls them me me's) and me trying desperately to find the new guy. 

Until lunch was just about to end and in came a girl out of uniform, but she seemed to hold one in her hand. She looked fairly (tall/short) and had pretty (h/l) white hair. It seemed almost to glow as she walked in. To me the whole scene played slow motion, her hair bouncing up and down as she walked and the sports baggy jeans risking and falling. They teasingly revealed her belly button every other step as they lifted and sunk. 

I sorta wished she would have just put her uniform on because I feel pretty stupid for staring at her belly button. 

Her face was pretty too, catching the light above on her cheek bones(im sorry if u dont have prominent ones, just take out bones and leave it as cheeks) making her seem shiny.

I felt my face heat up uncontrollably before I felt a nudge on my thigh. 

"Hey deku, I heard that the new girl is actually a midnight daughter. She is in class b, and I guess this morning midnight kicked her against a wall." Uraraka whispered in my ear, loud enough for just the people at our table to hear.

Now that I think about it, everyone was whispering. 

"Midnight's daughter. Wahhh! Then she must have a quirk like midnights. If she does then it'll be hard for our classes to keep up with her. Midnights quirk is strong and considering the already rising testosterone level in the boys in 1st year, we could all-"

"Shut up you damn nerd"

I cut off my rambling and looked up to make eye contact with kachan. Why is he even over here? Is he here to beat me up? Or to get ochako? 

"Katsuki, that's not nice, plus he is right, what if she can seduce us."

Kachan only furrowed his brows, however me, iida, and even todoroki a little went red with the image in our minds. 

"Izuuukuuu"

"Baby, why do you keep looking at my belly button"

"Do you wanna show me how cool your quirk is"

"Nn Gg plus u-ultra"

Oh no. No. No. No. No. Well....wait. no. 

I took a quick glance back at the girl who had halted her movements. She seemed like she was frozen and had a big, wide smile plastered on her face. It was pretty cute. Like a little kid looking at candy. 

It almost felt like she was looking at me, but I didn't wanna wave, in case she wasn't. 

"Oh my, holy fuck, I knew this would pay off!!!!" She yelled, not even minding that the whole cafeteria now had eyes on her. 

She began running over to ...my table? Again it was slow motion, and again I kept looking at her stomach. I guess I don't see girls in short shirts often. I felt myself un-blush forcibly just for, you know, protection from bullies. 

"Boom boom, shit, I Promised I wouldn't do that. Fuck it. Hi, im l/n y/n and you are boom boom. Wait...."

"WHO THE HELL ARE YOU CALLING POOP YOU FUCKING EXTRA!"

My eyes can't pick who to look at and they keep going back and forth between the girl and kachan as they ....communicate. 

"No I called you boom boom." She dead panned 

"THE FUCK, YOU THINK YOUR CLEVER ON SUM SHIT?"

"Well, I am, and I do." Again the girl seemed completely serious. 

"WHO THE-"

"Wait, let's go back. You call people extras? Like in a movie, so then you think your the star."

"I AM THE FUCKING STAR YOU WORTHLESS PIECE O-"

"Babe, that's so much better! You're conceited too." She gushed 

"WHO THE HELL ARE YOU CALLING BA-" bakugou almost launched forwards but ochako grabbed his arm to pull him back. 

"You are kinda loud, but I guess that makes sense. Hey! I know, tell me something about yourself"

"STOP FUCKING INTERUPTING ME!"

"Oh, my bad hon, go on." She looked up at him like...oh. He is the candy she was looking at. 

"Fucking hell, im not your babe or your hun, extra. I'm not telling you shit about myself. Fuck you think this is, the sharing circle?"

The girl didn't speak for a minute, her face was quick to go from anticipating, to confused. What was she confused about? 

"I have a new idea" she instantly had a change of aura and her serious face remained, with one eyebrow cocked. 

She lifted her hand and pointed a finger at bakugou, then slowly walked forward. 

"How. About. You. Tell me what you are sharing..." she winked "circle is." 

I noticed that Ochaco , who was now a coward behind the kachan , flushed red. I don't think she was for the same reason as everyone else though. I could tell she was trying to be angry, but seemed to be failing. Bakugou seemed to notice this too.

I wonder why this girl is flirting with him right now, and what was with that nickname. 

"H-hey. Um do you two know each other or something."

"No" they replied simultaneously. 

"I-um..huh?"

"Oh, right, my bad. Hi, I already introduced my name, but I should explain. You are the attractive fire quirk boy I saw at the sports festival. When I saw how angry you looked, and the fucking DOPE aura you gave off, I begged to get transfered here. Got in on recomendaciones so I could meet you." She said not seeming to care about how truly creep that all sounds. 

"THE FUCK, YOU STALKER!ILL KILL YOU!" kachan screamed, subtly grabbing onto his girlfriend's hand, I suppose an effort to comfort her without being 'nice' 

"Hm? Oh...yeah. Well, you could say I am like a stalker. However, for a stalker i'm very pretty, so if you could just ignore that..."

"YOU AREN'T PRETTY BRAT, GO SUCK A DICK AND GET OUT OF HERE!"

"Well, that is what I came to you for..." she, again, had a serious aura change and a cocked eyebrow, this time retracting her finger to put her hands in her pockets. 

"I HAVE A GIRLFRIEND YOU SLUT" 

"Woah, woah, hey, calm down"

I get that he is trying to be protective, but calling a girl a slut is never okay. I wish I could fight back more, but it's not every hero- like to do so without talking first. 

"SHUT UP NERD" 

After that small exchange everybody's attention fell back to the girl. I think her name was y/n. She looked a bit defeated, I could tell she had a crush on kachan, even if it was small. Her face is blank but usually in situations like this girls get all...tears eyed and. Oh no. 

I stood up right next to her. 

"Dontcrydontcrydontcrydontcry"

"Huh?" She looked over at me confused. 

"Dont cry?"

"Why would I cry?"

"Because he has a girlfriend" Ochaco  seemed to be making her way out from behind kachan, also a bit nervous for if y/n was to get sad. 

"Oh, uhm, I guess i'll just have to be the better person for him or something?" She ...asked herself.

"I've never done this before, but the look in your eyes has a fire behind it, and I wanna see it up close. I'm not gonna give up, we only spoke this once and that's definitely not enough." She made eye contact with him the whole time. Even stated her words like fact. Now, it may have just been me, but he almost smirked. 

"That's all, see you in class later!" In class? She is in 1-b? Did she transfer? 

Ochaco  was now side by side with bakugou looking furious at the new girl. While I eerily peeked up at him and his scary red eyes. They did a quick, up and down movement...I don't think anyone else could have seen it, but I did. Then he went down again and stayed there a bit, he was looking straight past me, so I turned. 

There I saw...the new girls butt! He? He checked out her- oh no. Why do I feel like this is the start of something terrible for me....

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Hello new readers, it is me...the autor. Anyone who is ready for this is my favorite bc I don't get many ready. Also sorry for the horny midoriya, if I'm making the characters not innocent, he isnt an exception lmao. 

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[lpfreakification]

*clears throat* ladies + gentlemen, it's that time of the night again

No, not counting the remaining slices left to sell XD its another round of "wtf am i doing w/ my life?"

Art Wise:

Inconsistent. All over the place. Structureless. I have so many, if not, too many ideas + barely any energy. I keep complaining about so many unfinished wips. Atm, poses. Pages + pages full of poses + flour sacks in the doodle notebook. No matter how many i've made, i still feel unsatisfied. Dont get me wrong, they look good BUT the approaches dont give me that sense of fulfillment. Flour sacks, skeletons, basic shapes. Just... f***. Maybe this all depends on my mood too :(

Animation Wise:

A standstill :( i never did finish my "Nap 2 Hype" lip sync animation. I had other ideas as animating my OC, Trance to dance in place to study animating w/ proportions. Ceased bcuz of details (despite completing the hardest part: hair). I had an idea last weekend about animated Instagram Stories. Nope. Attempted but never came out the way i wanted :(

Job Hunting Wise:

... *sighs* i have completed + finalized thy resume... yet im hesistant. Not bcuz of future rejection. It's bcuz of leaving my comfort zone. I do have bursts or days that i wanna get my life sorted out. It worked but for a short period of time b4 i lose that spark + it all crumbles back down again X( i'm also afraid that wherever im sending my resume to, theyll be positions that doesn't match my interests or doesnt feel fulfilling. Im really scared of that last part.

Pizza Job Wise:

Now the notso-friendly coworker's gone, i'm working with people i like working w/ over the weekend. My fear @ work: becoming what i hated the most (the notso-friendly coworker). I'm trying so hard not to be like her + work w/ my weekend coworkers to establish a good team dynamic. I got Tuesdays down >:) need to work on Thursday's. Im not counting that stupid Bears game last Thursday. It'll be a fresher start. I'm nervous bcuz i dont wanna f*** this up that theyll hate me for being strict/mean or do nothing like the notso-friendly coworker did. I wouldnt call this a promotion or becoming"head honcho" as these two Tuesday regulars called it. I'll just think of it as more character development :P

House Wise:

Alone, lonely at times. I am often home alone throughout the day, whether its work or days off. Talking to siblings is scary bcuz i try so hard to either agree w/ them or say something w/o sounding dumb +/or often get ignored. Siblings have their own path + me tagging along apparently holds them back in some way. What i hate the most rn is talking down on each other. *gets choked up* at work, we're all positive bcuz we work so well together. Here at home... its a competition on who'll succeed the most. "Get a job! Get a job!" *tears up* throughout my college years i've been told that. Even after college + 2 years of serving pizzas, i'm still being told that. They never let me go on my own pace. I did so when i got the pizza job.

Parents Wise:

Eh... meh for mom + highly concerned for dad. Mom's been out + about to "church" almost every day. She believes the more she prays, the more good will become of us. I say its a little like the opposite. No mom = no food = starving, especially on work days. It's a little our fault too since idk how to cook that well. My excuses: too time consuming, laziness, saving strength + energy for work. Then again, i'm taking full advantage of Mom while i still live in this house. The dad, however, not in the best shape :( he was involved in a nearby collision that bruised up his right arm pretty good. Though he's okay + he'll settle this in court, i'm worried about his overall physical health *head aches* i have all these ideas of what he can do + when but doesnt act upon it... i feel guilty of this too. If he doesnt +/or we dont do something by his birthday in November, the thoughts of worse things will increase. It's a rough year for him...

Kickboxing Wise:

Really good! I always think that i'm my own superhero + training to become one. I've been going more in the mornings to help eat breakfast, which i struggle w/. I've established a routine to eat a bowl full of yogurt w/ sliced almonds, dark chocolate granola, + caramel drizzle. I eat that between 8 AM to 9:15 AM, leave the house at 10 AM, arrive at around 10:30 AM, + stretch b4 class at 11 AM. Monday was fun bcuz i punched quite hard during freestyle. It was something i never knew i needed that day but it worked! There are days that i cant give it my all bcuz of lack of energy, the music selection is meh, +/or everything's fine in my life atm. What i like about the morning class is the instructor's number one thing to work on: technique. Do i have fun? Yes! Is it easy? No! As long as i feel good at the end, that'll satisfy me well!

Wrapping Up:

Ok its 1:30 AM rn. I left my medicine in the kitchen. I need to get that. The headache's killing me rn. I did drink 2 strawberry coladas watching IT Chapter 2. Welp, let's do this. In the meantime, Nite Y'all!