#Bully Self-Insert

[flying-cat]

people who undermine the importance of izuku and katsuki's relationship throughout bnha because of "annoying shippers" or because they just don't like katsuki are insane because their relationship is literally so? important??? to the entire story???? katsuki is the deuteragonist of bnha. he was one of the first characters to show up. he was the first other person to know about OFA. so much of the manga is spent showing his development. if you deny his character development and relationship development ("relationship" does not always mean romantic relationship) with izuku, you are quite literally denying a massive part of the series. the manga starts with them and ends with them. you're allowed to dislike him but if you dislike him so much that you, in turn, start hating how izuku is a "punching bag" or a "doormat" for the entire series because he doesn't stay angry and vengeful at people even though a massive part of his character is that he's compassionate and kind even to people who aren't to him or used to not be, and you seriously think that that makes him weak, and you just start to dislike the main two characters of the series, i think you should. idk. stop reading, probably. read the revenge fantasy shit that you obviously want to read. there are like seven million manhwa available to you where the character gets the revenge you so desperately want to see.

[sweaterrat]

lemlav kiss featuring Human donnie (NOT CLICKBAIT!!!!)

[rhapsoddity]

where do the villains get their costumes? like, do they make them themselves, or is there a supplier, or did some poor tailor have a rather earth-shattering 'oh.' moment while they were watching the news

hi anon i hadn't actually thought about this and then had it on mind all day so

MEET A NEW OC CHARACTER they're not relevant to the plot but its fun to have a silly oc

i got lazy w designing their clothes but hey, when designing everyone else's costumes he's gotta have comfort lmao

his power is that he's immune to ppls powers! Spectrums hypnosis,,, Kraken's bloodbending,, none of that works on xem. Sure burning and making xem drown and shit could work, but yeah :)

when hes out and about as a civilian they actually wear custom made power suppressors, bc its far too much hassle explaining why you're unaffected by a villain attacking a crowd of civilians

[aryscringecorner]

Whatever I’m sad and lonely don’t fucking look at me

Also I don’t feel like finishing this oops

[zyxwvutbackwards]

You don’t understand,,. This dynamic. Is everything to me

ANYWAYS ignore the three art style changes please - this was supposed to be a doodle page and I tend to doodle using multiple different styles 😭

Emo Friend by @stnaf-vn , if you don’t mind the tag!

[dumnslut]

[kiisaes]

So I remember talking to this person and she was basically saying “If it takes Bakugou dying to redeem himself then he’s done too much.” But it doesn’t take Bakugou dying this is just who he is… am I wrong?

i wouldn't take any bakugou anti's argument to heart. the fact of the matter is that bakugou was a childhood bully who grew up and bettered himself. it's like, one of the tamest, most normal redemption arcs ever. he didn't even have to die to complete it, he's just that devoted to deku. which in itself should say enough about his development

[mint-8]

Platonic Yandere Needy Girl Overdose

Trigger warning/Content warming for: Self harm, mentions of bullying and use of drugs.

Platonic Yandere Ame-Chan/KAngel

- Yandere Ame who messages you 24/7 and keeps your phone constantly open with tons of notifications going a mile a minute (or course, they are off when she is streaming).

- Yandere Ame who confides her deepest secrets and traumas to you, her best friend. Her experiences with bullying, harassment and abuse of medication. She trusts you completely as to never reveal such things to the internet, it could destroy KAngel’s life!

- Yandere Ame who only ever leaves her apartment when you insist on going out! To browse some cute stores, chat in a nice cafe or simply taking a stroll in the park. Ame’s mood might be different each time (excited, depressed, oddly horny) but she really appreciates your efforts to get her out of her house!

- Yandere Ame who refuses to let you into her apartment and see the disgusting pigsty her room is, but she will happily stay over at your home for any sleep overs! Maybe you will let her live with you?

- Yandere Ame who acts a litttle manic at times, and who will desperately need your attention and comfort when her stress and mental darkness become too much to bear. She will call you screaming, wailing or crying, desperately asking for help. Kind and supportive you will buy her favorite snacks and bring soft clothes and blankets (and perhaps sleeping pills or antidepressants if she starts acting in a dangerous way)

- Yandere Ame who will cling to you to keep herself sane. She needs to know that you are there for her and that you won’t abandon her. Even when she curses and rants about how much she hates her bullies, her creepy fans, her annoying parents, everyone in this pathetic excuse of a planet. She needs to know that you will stay and you will hug her. That you will feed her some sweet snacks, keep her company and make sure she doesn’t cut herself anymore.

- Yandere Ame who will cuddle to you in her sleep and promise to whatever God is out there that she will never let anyone hurt her best friend. It doesn’t matter what the internet says or what P-Chan thinks. Ame will only ever need you by her side. =)

“I love you Ame-Chan”

“I love you too… Never leave me, promise? =)”

Platonic Yandere KAngel

- The internet’s perfect angel, KAngel, loves you very much! You are her best friend after all and she knows you would never betray her, right?!

- Yandere KAngel insists on you watching every single one of her streams and will 100% read any Super Chat you might send her way. Fans called it favoritism? Then suck it up buttercup! KAngel doesn’t give a damn about it!

- KAngel usually hates any new streamers that might steal her spotlight as the greatest streamer in MeTube. How dare those whores take her rightful spot in every nerd’s hearts and wallets?! But Yandere KAngel would love it if her best friend became a streamer! She will plug your streams every time and do tons of collabs! The two of you could even have custom collab merch!

- KAngel who will block and actively attack anyone who dares to insult her best friend! Making fun of them in her streams and defending you at every tiny insult or critics!

“They were just commenting that the BGM was a bit too loud, Ame”

“Of course they fucking weren’t! What kind of shit head would have a problem with that?! They should be grateful to be in your stream!”

[mblue-art]

man's skull feels like the fkn sun <3

my artjuice is going into shitposting

[smiggles]

Loudly enjoying weird things isn't cringe

Bullying people is cringe

[madamefeu]

“You can’t create OCs based on yourself!” fuck you, I can do whatever the hell I want. If I wanna write a fic where I’m BFFs with Alastor, I’m gonna do it. What are you gonna do? Call the fandom police?

[sheep-turtles-and-pizza]

To every "April shouldn't be shipped with the turtles" or "It's a bit weird that she's with all of them at once" of anything of this kind, I kindly respond that....

Or you could ignore me or, even better, block me.

Just like everyone can't laugh at the same joke, we can't all like the same thing.

I can understand that people doesn't like or feel uncomfortable with my content. I'm sure you have your own reasons to disagree with my point of you.

but don't make it my problem.

You may like April being a found family. I like her being their best friend, their rock, part of their clan, their soulmate, their lover.

Let us enjoy our own things, shall we?

[raccoonfallsharder]

go to frickin' bed ✩࿐࿔ (the captain says to)

hey kiddo. snuggle up in your favorite blanket. drink some sleepytime tea. stop doomscrolling. let rocket put on his dad-glasses and read you a bedtime story. captain's orders.

in honor of it being finals season for many of you, i'm resharing the go to frickin' bed already drabble/minific from ✩࿐࿔ take what you need here, in full. ao3 version here.

fluff | gn reader | no use of y/n | drabbles | word count: 737.

You almost don’t hear him at first.

“Hey.” Rock snaps his fingers at you. “You with me?”

“Mmm?” You pick your eyes up from your work, and you’re surprised by how much they weigh. “Sorry? What?”

Rocket’s standing next to the couch, staring at you. “What the hell are you doing?”

“Just catching up on some stuff,” you tell him, grimacing down at the Terran laptop cradled on your thighs. You close your eyes in annoyance, and wonder if you can get away with just, like, not opening them again.

“You look like shit.”

“And you know how to turn on the sweet-talk,” you say mildly.

“How much sleep did you get last night?”

You frown and reach for your coffee mug - take a sip before you realize it’s room-temperature, and grimace. You set the caffeine back down. “I don’t know. Like…” You try to calculate when you went to bed, then adjust for the time you probably spent scrolling on your phone, and compare it to when your alarm went off this morning. “Like, maybe fourish hours? Could’ve been five, but I woke up in the middle and it was hard to turn my brain off.”

His carnelian eyes narrow, and his ears flick toward you. “Aren’t you Terran humies supposed to get, like, seventeen hours of sleep or something?”

You choke. “What? No. That’s, like, cats or something. What the hell?”

“Well, how many, then?”

“Like - eight. Ideally. But I think some people need more and some need less.”

He eyes you witheringly. “I can tell you right now, you ain’t one of the ones who needs less.”

An exhausted laugh stumbles up your ribs and over your lips. “You’re such an ass.”

His eyes are still narrowed, tracking you. He pulls a thin piece of tech out of his pocket, then looks at you. “When d’you gotta get up tomorrow?”

You pull up your calendar. “God. Uh. Probably in like – ten hours?”

He holds up a clawed finger. “I’ll be back in one. Then I’m taking you to bed.”

You clutch imaginary pearls. “Buy me dinner first, dude.”

“Ohhh,” he drawls. “I see. You got jokes.” He’s still brandishing that single, sharp-clawed finger, extending his arm till it’s an inch away from the tip of your nose. “One hour. Get your shit together and in a good place to stop by then.” He snags your coffee mug. “And no more of this frickin’ poison tonight.” He gives you that stupid wink of his and turns to swagger away before tossing over his shoulder, “Captain’s orders.”

“Geeezus,” you groan, but as soon as he’s rounded the corner, you start trying to figure out what you can do before it’s time to wrap up. When Rocket gets an idea in his head, it’s not like you can do anything to stop him.

Sure enough, he’s back – too soon. You’d lost track of time once again, which is probably why you never go to bed at a reasonable hour in the first place.

What’s surprising isn’t that he’s back, but that he has a mug in his hands. From here, you can smell something peppermint-sweet, and you know it’s the Usarkian bedtime tea that Mantis brings you whenever she passes by Knowhere.

“C’mon,” he says impatiently, and you sigh and close your laptop. He stops you before you can bundle everything up in your arms, soundlessly handing you the tea while he collects your belongings and gestures for you to follow him with a brisk nod of his head. You sip the tea carefully as you trail after him – but he waits while you drink it, while you brush your teeth and get changed. “In,” he orders.

You want to tell him, This is fuckin’ ridiculous – but it’s also kind of nice. Meekly, you slide into bed, and he fully tucks you in, pulling the blankets up to your chin. Your eyes must be huge, but you let him, and you might think you had already fallen asleep and that this is all a dream – except he’s scowling and grumbling I gotta take care of everything around here while he fusses with the blankets, and that’s how you know he hasn’t been bodysnatched or something.

“All right,” he says gruffly. “I’m turnin’ out the lights.”

That brandished claw is back.

“And put your frickin’ phone-thing away, or I’ll turn off the Terran internet. You know I will.”

remember: brains don't retain jackshit without sleep, nutrients, and moments of rest.

you got this. you're gonna win your finals.

check the ✩࿐࿔ take what you need masterlistfor more self-care reminders, including eat somethin, take a fuckin study break, and drink some goddamn water (yeah that still means you).

[bluedrawsanddreams]

saw some distressing Reddit stories about people trapped in dysfunctional family problems and had to get it out

Imagine being trapped in a situation involving a shitty family (can be anything you could think of) and, having no one else left to turn to (parents and/or relatives turning friends against you, other adults failing you when you needed them, etc.), ending with you confiding in the only person left you could trust...Parental F/O. They held onto your every word as you vented to them about your predicament and how you felt like you couldn't stay there another minute but had no way out.

"(Y/N), I'm so sorry you got trapped in this," they said once you finished. "But I swear to God I'm going to get you out of there, one way or another. Call me if anything else ever happens there, and I'll come by and get you, no questions asked."

One night, when your own 'family' (parents, relatives, etc.) ended up taking things too far, when things got too much for you to handle, you did as (Parental F/O) told you...and they got here, just like they had promised, no questions asked. They ignored your 'family' who are demanding to know who they are and tore them a new one for how they had been treating you as you packed your belongings, documents, and anything else you could take with you.

"One day, you'll end up alone, and you'll wonder why the child you had failed won't want anything to do with you anymore!" Those words were the last things (Parental F/O) yelled to your 'family' before they left with you.

In one moment, when all felt lost, (Parental F/O) brought you back from the darkness.

No questions asked.

[aztecbrujeria]

The adrenaline rushed through my system like high flow octane. I had caught a wanderer's hit on my right arm and found myself leaving a crimson trail of blood on the dilapidated alleyway bricks. I was so close to the border of the N109 zone.

"I just need to get to the edge to call him."

I stumbled and tripped just a few feet from the target catching myself while my knees took the brunt of the fall. My vision was blurring, shit there was a poison in that wanderer's claw. If I just sit against the wall I can rest jus-

"Sweetie, th-"

I turned to see him appear in the middle of the alleyway, I did my best to wave but my head began to get heavy.

"There he is, the man of my dreams."

My voice was slurring and the adrenaline was wearing off as I felt the bone deep exhaustion hitting me. Shit I looked weak in front of him how the fuck was I hoping and praying for this man and why did I say that!!!!

He walked quickly towards me and bent down reaching to pull me into him. I looked up into my favorite eyes and smiled as I brought up my bloodied hand and caressed his lips leaving evidence of my weakness.

"I bet I look pathetic in your eyes." I chuckle and cough letting a small dusting of blood escape my lips.

His eyes became dark with anger and something else, maybe it was the poison or the beginnings of hallucinations, but it looked like worry crossed his dangerously handsome mug. He lifted me up and carried me in his arms as I heard Mephisto above call out to him.

He was warm, I was just so tired, his heart beat was strong and fast I began to pout as I was chastising myself for being injured and relying on this frustratingly gorgeous motherfucker...damn him for being the thing that would be my down fall.

"Why did I have to be weak in your arms..."

My filter was clearly not working as I asked the out loud before I passed out in his arms. He continues to walk into the N109 zone and calls for Mephisto giving orders to check the area and realizes that I am holding with a death grip the protocore that I had gotten from the wanderer I beat by the skin of my teeth.

A sleek black car pulls up as Kieren and Luke get out and help him into the back, he heard the twins' worry and couldn't help but chuckle at my unconscious face.

"Kitten you've got minions you know."

His brow furrowed and he rested his forehead on mine as he pulled me deeper into his embrace.

"You should have called me...and you are not weak my little crow. You are one of the strongest hunters I know...you are my other half to my aether core."

[ibrokemyskateboard]

It's my 15th birthday today and this is all I'm contributing after hiding in the ground umm the girl is a self inser oc CRINGE I KNOW! leave me and my freams alone