#I'll probably get a fuck ton of shit for this but i cant do it anymore

[iron-hearts-ablaze]

Should we be tagging rp interactions the bloodweave or artwork? Or just any Astarion/Gale content?

// Both please. Just 'bloodweave' is fine. Tumblrs blocking system is shit but that's the best I can do. Anything and everything that has those two alone that's in a sexual or 'romantic' in nature. Anything platonic is fine. I can't do it anymore, I'm tired of being so anxious on my own dash and having shakes every single day it comes up.

// It's not anyone in particular, I just have an extremely bad reaction to BloodWeave in particular because of things that happened in my past. I can't disconnect it right now. I'm trying to keep myself safe.

// I'm sorry... Feel free to unfollow if it's too much an issue.

[honeyroastedpeanus]

i have an online interview tomorrow and GOD do i hope i get the job. its a coop thatd id do for 3 alternating semesters AND it pays so id be able to finally quit joann. id get so much experience itd look soooo good on a resume AND ITS NOT RETAIL!!!!!!!!! i need this so bad

[hollisofficial]

49 and 50 for the OC ask game 😎

THANK YOU DAME!!!!!!!!!!! YIPPEE

49. Which one of your OCs would most likely enjoy memes

100% cena, whos entire existence is based around a meme from jr high. hes since became an actual oc with his own serious story, but his roots still remain and i continue to only make fun of him and redraw him over memes. his seriousness can continue to live in only my head.

alternatively: geb, who, if they knew what memes were, would fucking love them.

50. Give me the good ol’ OC talk here. Talk about anything you want

UNFORTUNATE FOR YOU im going to talk abt ttt. forever.

for background: ttt and a decent chunk of other characters only fit into my (human oc) stories via a character named jeanie who can see ghosts. i know. marry sue but i am free<3

ok!! so, ttt is a ghost and hes the second oldest ghost in the story (time on earth wise). my story is set in the way future of (maybe) this world, and ttt is introduced around the time that theres a giant nuclear war and subsequent fallout. while he was alive he was a doomsday prepper which was (for the time) rightfully so. he spends about 5 years living down in a bunker eating a shit ton of shelf stable doomsday prepper stuff. as you can imagine living alone in a concrete hole for years didnt treat him very well mentally, but thats besides the point for now. it will all be erased once he becomes a ghost (and replaced with more trauma). at any rate, he ends up running out of food/water earlier than planned and has to wander out into the wasteland to try to find supplies. he doesnt last too long out there (havent decided on a time but probably a little less than a year). he gets stabbed in the remains of a walmart over a can of beans. and ends up dying.

ttt becomes a ghost! in this universe when people become ghosts its usually for a reason (think unfinished business, need to atone, or have some grander purpose type stuff) but for whatever reason t just got fucked over and wasnt actually supposed to become a ghost. his ghost-ness coincides with a time period where a lot of fucked up things are happening with the deities that are in charge of the solar system and at the time the deities that controlled things like death + fate were MIA. so all in all ttt becoming a ghost was genuinely just a glitch in the system type thing.

because of this ttt is. interesting as a ghost. unlike all other ghosts he doesnt really have an appearance. instead hes just vaguely brown/gray humanoid (ignore the ttt sign on him for now, thats not part of his appearance and i'll get to that later). additionally, t cant remember a single thing about his time as a human nor what his name is, hence the name ttt. i know what his human name is but thats secret information not in the story. most importantly to t's story is that he cant be seen by 99.9% of other ghosts.

the reason behind this fact has to do with the weird mechanics of being a ghost. it kind of works like channels or levels on a tv. when you become a ghost youre randomly given a handfull of 'channels' you can access and this ties into certain powers that ghosts can have. for example: being able to touch a ouija board or mess with radio-frequencies would require you to have access to those two channels- not all ghosts can do so. almost everything runs on channels, even just simple things like 'have an appearance' and 'being seen by others' and 'see others'. theres also an insane number of duplicate channels, so for example one ghost could have quite a large number of 'being seen by others' channels which allows them to be seen by a large number of ghosts that share those channels. conversely, (in ttts case) he only has a few 'being seen by others' channels and quite a few 'see others' so basically he can see other ghosts, but they cant see or interact with him. sorry that was longwinded but i love my ghost mechanics. theres more to the mechanics via a ranking tier system but for the sake of brevity i WILL NOT BE GETTIN INTO THAT.

at any rate. because of weird ghost mechanics and because t was fucked up and wasnt supposed to be a ghost, he cant be seen by almost anybody, but he can still see them. as you can imagine this is horrible. ttt spends centuries wandering through the post-nuked world as a ghost trying to find other ghosts to interact with. as the centuries go on he just slowly loses hope more and more and bitterly resigns himself to the fact that he'll never be able to interact with people in the way that he wants. (small sidenote: despite ttt not having baseline/low level channels like being seen, he does have some fairly high level channels that let him interact with the physical world (think like typical poltergeist stuff like throwing small objects ect). this ofc is not a very good substitute for being able to interact with people).

so anyway, ttt spends centuries being functionally alone again. kinda meant to mirror his time in the bunker. resigning to not being able to mess with anything, ttt just tends to pass the time people watching and trying to entertain himself other ways. one day hes people watching and happens upon a literal murder (theres more to this bc its someone elses story but i wont get too detailed bc its edgy emo). this ofc isnt the first time t's seen something like this and (being a touch bitter abt his unable-to-interact-with-anybody situation), t basically just watches and once the murdered guy's ghost drags himself outta the river t just starts roasting the new ghost for being stupid and getting murdered, thinking he cant be seen or heard.

unfortunately this is the first ghost that can actually see and hear ttt.

the new ghost (whos name is perry) is basically just like. (status: doesnt know hes dead or whats happening) HUH?? WH?? WHO ARE YOU?? ttt proceeds to freak the fuck out bc HOLY SHIT THE FIRST PERSON WHO CAN SEE AND HEAR ME?!? WHAT?!? hes completely elated and brain short circuiting at the same time, so hes falling over his words and trying to explain things and say sorry for being a dick to him (thats the least thing perrys worried about). amongst the confusion perry somehow gets it into his head that ttt is his guardian angel because hes some like shapeless entity that appeared after perry (apparently??) died (perry voice: wh huh what do you mean i got shot???).

they speedrun getting to know each other bc ttts just railroading the conversation bc hes so excited and perrys still on like “my name… its perry right..?” brain . perry sticks with t for a while (still assuming hes his guardian or smth) but it literally only takes like half a night for perry to realize like . ok maybe im wrong . (ttt hotwires a car and drives the two of them around before crashing it [another pastime] and thats when perry kinda decides like . no i dont think this guy is an angel.) (during the carride perry also keeps phasing thru the seat + out of the car bc he cant do ghost stuff yet) (also ttts able to hotwire + drive the car bc touching irl stuff to an extent is one of his aforementioned powers).

oh also, the name ttt came from perry and t's first interaction. perry asked what t's name was and t (who didnt know his name) just made something up on the spot and ttt it was.

after that the two of them just end up constantly being together (bc perry really hasnt met anyone else yet so he doesnt exactly like, know theres others out there . and t is ofc not leaving perrys side). it is very evident that ttt is basically attached at perrys hip and VERY afraid to lose him. i mean, perrys the first person who hes been able to talk to for literal centuries and now that ttt has that lifeline hes clutching to it for dear life.

the more they get to know each other t opens up and lets perry know that like . yea youre the first person thats been able to see me and ive KIIIINDA been alone and unable to interact with anyone for a few thousand years . no big deal or anything (<-guy whos brain was becoming mush from lack of interaction). perry starts to understand just everything t must have been through + why he acts so.. like that. he assures t that theres no way he would leave t behind.

i dont have very much for what the two of them did between their meeting and the current timeline in the story, but basically the two of them fuck around for 400 years or so. sometime during that time perry finds a super old (prewar) magazine ad for fiji and the two of them decide they wanna go. so now their thing is perry constantly is trying to teleport (one of his powers) them to fiji but he cant bc fiji doesnt exist anymore and he keeps (unknowingly) teleporting them to the remnants of old fiji water bottles. theyre on like a mission to find fiji.

eventually, one of such teleporting incidents lead them to meeting the character jeanie by chance, who, by the power of I Say So (and a whole nother plot i wont get into), can see ghosts. perry and t end up staying with jeanie as well as a couple of other ghosts that hang with jeanie (their names ade hummingbird and ekr). the five of them become very found family. the rest of their story becomes the group getting wrapped up in/uncovering weird deity politics and subsequently trying to change jeanie and his friend pattersons fate and keep them from dying.

oh yeah, and the ttt thing on ttt's head is a floating apparition of a stickynote that perry controls so the other two ghosts can tell where ttt is.

more doodles:

[council-of-beetroot]

OK

its 1.01 and I'm not completely insane just yet. BUT

Polpru have religious beef, a lot of it because Europe really just be like that sometimes

Ivan likes getting the shit scared out if him and Tolys knows how to do that

Liet is bendy as fuck you cant tie him down easily. as in he can dislocated joints to get out of situations.

Ivan uses the pain pipe for storing a smaller stick.

Feliks knows exactly how to poison everyone and almost everyone exact tolerance to different poisons. Currently he is in an arms race to figure out how to poison Arthur normally because that man has the dosage of a horse.

1. Polpru and Religious Beef

I'll get back to you on this one

2. Ivan likes getting scared by Tolys

I just don't see Ivan even registering that Tolys is trying to scare him lmao. He just processes information at different speeds and in different ways

3. Tolys is bendy

I'm down for him being bendy because if years of yoga has taught me anything it's the inherent sensual nature of stretching and pushing your body to the limits. But to the point where he's Houdini and can't be tied down I am not sure because I like him tied up. I do headcanon Feliks as more flexible than Tolys though.

4. Ivan stores sticks in his pipe

You know I know it's canon he stores snacks in there which I really don't get because his coat probably has a fuck ton of pockets. Plus a pipe to store snacks seems unsanitary to me especially if your food is unwrapped and comes in contact with blood and stuff since the pipe is a weapon.

But my question is why sticks?

5. Feliks is good at poisoning people

I suppose that goes with my headcanon that Feliks likes chemistry

[fdrsamericanflagduckfloaty]

I wanna read one of your president fics but I have like .5% knowledge about the US presidents so could you give me a rundown on the presidents in one of the fics I should read-? Also why do you know so much. Are you planning on becoming a history major-

okay so like ngjfgkbh its below but read tags for all issues mentioned:

the chatfic is basically all of them so i cant run down ALL of them, but basically fuck LBJ, fuck reagan, fuck jefferson, fuck FDR, fuck like... a hella ton of those mfs. stan bobby kennedy and jack kennedy. for the linken fic, JFK was obviously the the 35th president. He was involved in the Space Race between the USA and the Soviet Union for like, basically who can get in space faster. His Presidency carried most of the Cold War and he actually started to draw back soldiers from Vietnam and TRIED to repair this stupid ass government, but LBJ said 'fuck that' and put the soldiers back. His soldiers were... uh... well... cant explain but illegally horrible.

Lincoln, 16th President, Civil War. Was Republican which I know sounds hella unusual but back then, parties were basically switched. Hell, Jackson, one of the worst who did the Trail of Tears which took Native Americans' land and forced them off of it, created the Democratic Party. His Presidency was mostly on the Civil War but of course the Emancipation Proclamation came through. The War was originally states rights but became slavery real quick. States--mostly the South, which made up the Confederacy--receded from the start and boom it started. Once it was over they began to come back. Bro got shot ofc as you know. Was hella sad and depressed and had mommy issues + abandonment issues + was probably bisexual.

JFK probably was too, and there's a BUNCH of weird coincidences between them, so that's why LinKen exists. One of the best nicknames i've seen for them is Headshot Homos. He had chronic illness + his back was always in pain and he had to take a shit ton of pills for it. He may've been SA'd as a kid too, which leads into the hypersexual activity, and that leads to the cheating.

SO TL;DR: you dont need to know just about anything to read the fics. I barely go for historical accuracy. For the notes, it's usually at the end where I add in any fun history facts, most of which are on TR because... well. They are. The chatfic and some references may not make sense if you don't know some stuff, but the comments--the 100+ there are, or 200+ i dont remember--have a bunch of facts in them by some super cool ass readers/friends. There's two other chatfics made inspired by mine, and the one by JFKMyBeloved has a bunch of facts in I believe both chapters notes. The other is hella accurate probably too.

Overall you can go in and see them as original characters and you're good. I'll explore the trauma as I have in chapter 11 throughout. And as I said any TR shit WILL be explained because I can't stop including that mf in EVERYTHING 💀💀

and tbh it just started as a hamilton phase, became more, and soon i was reading a fuck ton of books. i guess my brain decided TR would be my ONE president that I care the most about. 2000+ pages have been put into learning about this mf and HOURS of documentaries and reading his letters to his kids (it's in a book, A Bully Father, 10/10 with some spelling mistakes though). So I can barely tell you about the others but I WILL tell you abt TR ahsjdkfghnm

so yeah kind of i guess. if political science doesnt work, it's history, and then english. that's my Plan A, B, and C in order.

[b4byb4ts]

ive been gone for SO so long but i think i want to start using this acc as like a but of a diary type thing--

so.. last time i was here i was super deep in my ed and going through a LOT of shit.. since then i accidentally recovered from my ed, not as much mentally but i have gained,,all of the weight i lost back,, i eat pretty "normal" but i still feel incredibly guilty and feel like the "i never want to eat again" type feelings..

i lost one of my closest friends bc of my ed, and though it has completely destroyed me,, honestly it was probably for the best, its part of why i recovered. he told me he didnt think i would ever recover after he tried to force me to and i said i didnt want to, but after that we stopped talking (his choice not mine) and i at first took it as a "okay well im going to get as sick as i possibly can" but then realized that was what he wanted so i instead forced myself to recover fully out of spite as a big "fuck you" to him.. and i even tried to tell him thinking fkr some reason he would care. he didnt. i got a thumbs up and a good luck along with the most like.. "youre a waste of space" type of look ive ever gotten. and it COMPLETELY destroyed me.

moving on... i got a new job at a v popular coffee shop in my town and its absolutely amazing, everyone i work with is absolutely lovely and i just love it so so much.

I also got back with my boyfriend and ive never been happier in a relationship, im absolutely sure that he is "the one" like i trust him more than my own mother and im more comfortable around him than anyone ive ever been with before everything is just so so lovely.

not that everything has been perfect like it sounds though,,, im still not mentally recovered, again, better than before, but still not great,, i constantly crave my ed like i want to relapse so bad i just,, cant for some reason,,?

more on,, health,, mental AND physical,,, i got diagnosed with pretty much a chronic illness, i still dont know the cause for it,, like i have treatment for the symptoms but no clue what the cause is. i got diagnosed with adhd during my ed but that is,, obviously still there,, i just very recently got told by my therapist that she thinks i may be autistic,,, i looked into it and it seems VERY possible which is,, a lot to think about because i have no clue how to tell my parents or if ill even be able to get diagnosed,, plus ive got a TON of shit with my family going on,,, my dad lives in a different state but there's a LOT going on with him which stresses me out,,a lot.

OH one last thing -- i learned to crochet!!! i learned with,,, disordered intentions (i thought if i learn to crochet i will be using my hands more so it will be easier to not eat) but i love it SO SO much, I'll probably be posting a lot abt crochet now because its like,, all i do lmaoo

anyway, thats all ive got for now i think -- hopefully i wont just disappeared again (even though nobody actually reads this-) but if you are reading, thank u so much for actually caring enough to read all of my rambles <3

[quillheel]

🚢 Dani and Rouxls still bumpin around in my head tbh--

send 🚢 or ( 'SHIP' ) if you ever considered shipping our characters romantically and want me to fill out the following form for our muses. / always accepting!

do i ship our characters together? — yes (i could def see it but they could also work as just platonic friends too! very much 'it could work either way' for me <3) | no | not yet but maybe soon

would i like to ship with you? — yes! | maybe, i'm willing to try | no

type of relationship (potentials) i could see — childhood or high school sweethearts | exes | engaged | married | long-term relationship | crushes | unrequited love (aka: rouxls is a naenae ass bitch episode 219218 and doesn't say shit/automatically assumes things and then covers the things he convinced himself of with The Facade) | fling | long distance | online relationship | just dating | new relationship | toxic lovers | friends with benefits (<- w this one, probably starting with friends w benefits in a kind of work setting in how rouxls rationalizes it and then he realizes oh. oh fuck. im doomed. (read: caught feelings))

tropes i'd enjoy writing for them — friends to lovers | enemies to lovers (mostly given the lightner/darkner thing they got goin on!) | exes to lovers | fake relationship / dating | forbidden love (looks at the lightners/darkners thing they got going on--) | grumpy and sunshine | star-crossed lovers | surprise pregnancy | second chance | soulmates | amnesia / mistaken identity | forced proximity | secret relationship | slow burn relationship

would i rather plot first or jump right in and see where it goes? — develop their relationship first | jump right in | something in between (im flexible but i tend to work better when we discuss stuff between a NEW new ship yk! we already kinda got a grasp on their base dynamic though which helps a ton, so i'd be okay with either!)

what now? — let's plot something | send me shippy memes | i'll send you shippy memes | write me a random starter (feel free!) | i'll write you a random starter (im bad at starters i gotta just acknowledge it at this point :( )

anything else i want you to know about me / my character / my shipping habits — uhhhh Idk what else to put down except like. i could see their dynamic going in a LOT of different ways depending on Dandie n circumstance and whatnot!!! I've seen some shipping stuff of hers on the dash before but never really seen the intricacies but I think they'd be really interesting regardless, esp with all the Things Rouxls has n would have to kind of get over/work through :] he's also somewhat low muse rn but i have DR on switch its chillin even if its not consistent BKHB (tho i also cant promise i'll be consistent either just bc of irl stuff and generally focusing On that vs discord n tumblr n whatnot, but im vv game for this!!!!! if i ever dont respond its bc of the Ough, not u (tho i think we're in Really similar situations rn in a kind of. morbidly ironic way))

[gorematchala]

I've been playing a ton of shit and not talking about it but

Star Ocean 2nd Story (PS1) is already one of my favorite RPGs just like First Departure R was. I'm kinda leaning toward not liking Claude but its probably because I'm playing as Rena so I'm not getting his internal monologue. But based on his intro in the 2nd Story R demo and how he's acting about Dias I'm like youre kinda a dumbass huh. But not in the lovable heroic way Roddick was. But I think its fine if he kinda sucks, there's room for that

Umihara Kawase is another game that is like instantly on my favorites of all time list. I'm on stage 5 and I'm like okay top 3 SNES game. Could be top 1 but Hebereke and Star Ocean are on there too hehe. But its like a physics based grapple platformer and its so cool. I need to go look at the new one again even though its kinda uggy

I bought Mushihime-sama because I'm still trying to expand my shmup horizons but I haven't been on my Switch much because I'm playing Star Ocean 2 and Pokemon Ruby but from the 2 seconds I played it was really good

Kingdom Hearts 358/2 days, I'm giving so much leniency because I want to like Xion and I wanna experience her story. So far I've only done the tutorial with Axel and its a DS game so I dont expect much from it in terms of performance or visuals or whatever, its fine. My problem and why I'm having to exercise patience is that the writing of that series is so frustrating. The idea of that game is flawed. The whole thing exists to make the organization seem lamer. Like the mysterious shadow guys that were a big threat in chain of memories and 2, those guys all get together for meetings where xemnas assigns them busy work and they groan and complain about it even though i always forget theyre supposed to be emotionless. Vexen doing the Nagatoro crazy eyes all the time doesnt come off as hollow to me. It just makes me mad because its like FF7 where it could be great but a man named Tetsuya Nomura was handed a pen and paper and now we're here. But I will do it for her

I played 20 minutes of Izuna Legend of the Unemployed Ninja and I basically did the intro and then died to the 3rd enemy in the first floor of the dungeon but that game shouldve been more popular. It's really good but unfortunately it released on the same system as Pokémon Mystery Dungeon. Izuna sucks so bad I love her. The first thing she does is go to a shrine that says "this gem keeps the gods from being mad at us do not touch" and shes like hehehe all for meeee. Then the inn keeper is like I'm charging you 300x the rent till you fix this and shes like "we cant afford that, I will pay it... with my life" and she takes out a matchlock pistol and puts it to her head, and the inn lady is like yeah alright do it, and then you hear a click noise and Izuna is like damn out of bullets. I was like this is an insane way to introduce this character but shes my fail girl and we're gonna solve this curse together

The other fun thing has been playing Dark Souls 1 with my brother alongside his co-op playthrough of Smellden Ring with his partner, cuz DS1 is a good game and Smellden Ring is so bad that he has fully admitted I was right when i was bitching like a year ago or whatever. Cuz he took faith this time and now that theyve hit the wall of Mohg and Malenia hes like why the fuck is everything in this fucking game INT. And I'm like yeah dude, idk!!! But then like, we just did Sen's Fortress in DS1 and that place is so mean and fucked up but I was having a chill time just walking through all the traps and snake men and kicking my feets under the desk. DS1 is fully relaxing to me just like Bloodborne and most of DS3. Next time we play is O&S though so I'll get back 2 u on that statement

[look-at-the-water]

Huuh

I feel so empty rn I might just get rid of myself, how come nothing brings me joy anymore, I cant talk to anyone I know without feeling they despise me, so I just don't speak to anyone. I can't do anything all day, what used to make me happy doesn't make me feel anything anymore. I can't do art at all, I try to pick up a pen and do anything but itll be the same boring thing over and over again. I used to at least have cool ideas. I can't think of anything anymore, I still love hlvrai, a lot, but I can't produce anything that'll bring me the same joy out of it anymore. And even if I did I don't have anyone to share it with, so I'll probably just forget about it and leave it behind.

Something must be wrong with me cause everyone just stops talking to me all the time. I don't even know how to improve. Maybe it's because I'm always busy and can't do things with people, I guess that's fair, but I can't really control that with all the school work I get. I always end up exhausted for some reason and can't hang out with anyone.

Maybe I need to start approaching people myself, I always wait for others to do so, maybe if I wasnt such a pussy I could start a good convo and have people to hang out with again. But I'm not sure how that works so I just, feel like I always do it wrong and people think I'm weird, and I know it's not a good mindset but i don't know how to get out of it. I'm sure the people I look up to reaching won't mind it at all, but I feel like I was so left behind with my knowledge on stuff I won't get many things and mess up, I feel like I know too like for being 15, I don't want to annoy people by asking so many questions. And I don't think I'm funny either, I always end up mimicking whatever other people say to be funny, and sometimes they've gotten annoyed, but I can't really control that either. I tried to, and it kept happening anyway.

I wish I was born as a different person, I've always found hiding behind the facade of a different person comforting, maybe that's why I took benreys name and always think of myself more as if I was him than the real person I am (but still aware I'm my own different person, ofc), but recently the whole benrey thing feels as if Its been messed up for me, after the last person I talked to left, he was forzen, i was benrey, we had this whole connection i think, I felt like we were perfect for eachother, we both agreed on that. and now he's gone. I'm scared I will get as attached to a person again and it's gonna fuck me up. For like the 3rd time now. I feel like it's something stupid to be upset about. I don't want to be that's for sure

I really want friends that don't leave. Even if we don't talk all that much, I want friends I'd safely feel they won't leave me. I don't know if it's my fault or I just keep hanging around the wrong people, I don't want to whine about it. It feels pathetic, but here I am, ig. I would seriously end it all if it wasn't for that fact I was so terrified of death. I'm not even good at dying. Really funny tbh.

I hope someday I get up and make tons of cool art and get brave enough to try and be friends with all the people I look forward to meet and I can come up with cool concepts again and show everyone. Someday, I'll fix myself. Right now, i need to do my homework and be good at school, so I don't have time for that, I guess.

Sorry to anyone reading this shit I just. I am so tired.

[madefate]

Blitz only lets himself relax, inch by inch, when Stolas' breathing evens out along with his heart monitor. The spines along his back are straining, pressing against the pillow as they try to rise, and the quieter it gets, the more Blitz finds himself straining to hear anything out of place - something from the window, something from the hallway, fuck - something from under the bed. Of course, all he picks up on is Stolas' even breathing - the few quiet coos that sometimes slip out in his sleep, and it's that, above all else, that makes Blitz focus.

One thing he's never preferred is being left alone with is own thoughts. There's nothing worse than the weekends when Loona is out ( he'll never begrudge her - he feels nothing but pride whenever she makes the choice to do something for herself ) and it's just - him. Normally, he fills up the silence with anything that's louder than the whispers in the back of his mind, or the memories stirring under layers of years of repression: television, drinking, fucking. Fuck, even paperwork.

In his arms, Stolas is so warm but so light. Blitz is struck with the thought that if he moves the wrong way, he might shatter him into unrecognizable pieces -

( images of Striker's form bent over Stolas'; Striker's gun at Fizz's head; wrestling for the blessed rifle in Wrath; green flames consuming the vast, grey desert of his own barren mind - )

Subconsciously, Blitz pulls Stolas a little closer, presses his lips against the top of his head, eyes still wide and alert. Well - television and drinking and definitely fucking aren't viable options right now, and he doesn't trust himself to simply sit with the silence, so Blitz grabs his phone.

He expects the texts and voicemails, purposefully avoids social media or the news. Instead, he opens his messages with Moxxie.

【 sent. baby hands 】 surjery went good i think. stolas is sleep im here with him

【 received. baby hands 】 Good! I'm glad he's out. We've talked to Octavia, and I'll let her know. Are you alright, Sir?

【 sent. baby hands 】 its quiet here but dont come to the hostpial

【 received. baby hands 】 why?!

【 sent. baby hands 】 cant leave the room to make sure outside is clear too risky

【 sent. baby hands 】 and i need u 2 stay with loona

He'd probably been right to add the last - Moxxie still takes a few seconds to respond, probably spent in deliberation, before the text comes in.

【 received. baby hands 】 Okay, Sir. Please stay safe, and keep us updated!

【 sent. baby hands 】 👍

Okay, good - one less thing to worry about. Even if Blitz has a few, creeping doubts about his ability to keep the room safe, it's definitely more doable than securing the perimeter when he's nowhere near about to move and leave Stolas alone. The thought itself rakes a chill down his spine.

Now, he shifts just enough to make sure that he can take a selfie that doesn't include Stolas' sleeping form or any of the hospital equipment. When he finds the angle, he affects an exaggerated eyeroll, takes the picture, and sends it.

【 sent. loonie tooney 🐺 】 #hospitalfood #amirite #boooooring

The response comes almost immediately, and Blitz's heart twists at the speed - fuck, he hopes that Loona's been okay with M&M - that she's not worrying.

【 received. loonie tooney 🐺 】 ur not supposed to use hashtags in texts, idiot

Blitz grins just a little, hearing her voice in his mind.

【 sent. loonie tooney 🐺 】 that's why i luv you loonie, always keeping me honest

【 received. loonie tooney 🐺 】 u need it, dad

Fuck, that always hits. Dad. There is nothing closer to an I love you than that, and Blitz is forcibly reminded that he'd move fucking mountains for her.

He sends her one more selfie - smiling, tongue out - and gets an eyerolling and laughing set of emojis back. Okay - good.

【 received. millie billie 】 what's the news, B?

【 sent. millie billie 】 stolas is out of surjery hes sleeping now. still think theres tons of camers and shit outside

【 received. millie billie 】 how is he?

There is, perhaps, one person that he can fathom approaching the truth with in this world at this very moment, and she just asked him to. Blitz breathes out evenly, glancing down at Stolas - confirming that he is, in fact, alive, asleep and breathing in Blitz's arms.

【 sent. millie billie 】 hes really fuckn hurt mills. i dont remember everythign the nurse said but those weapons are bad news. worse than we thought. hes got two casts lost blood and i dont think this quack hostpial has the right stuff to help with pain and shti.

【 received. millie billie 】 and how are YOU blitz? remember i'm not moxxie, so you're not gonna distract me and you're not gonna lie to me.

Blitz winces, not surprised that his luck at dodging that particular question has run out - and certainly not surprised that the buck stops with Millie.

【 sent. millie billie 】 he got me in the side dunno if its still bleeding but i may need to stitch it up later. n he fucked up my shoulder and rib i think with a boulder, shithead. s nothing too bad i swear. dont tell anyone.

This message, too, takes a few moments to come in, but when it does, Blitz breathes a sigh of relief.

【 received. millie billie 】 thanks for telling me. i won't, but you know you can talk about these things, right? at least with moxxie, too.

【 sent. millie billie 】 yeah, mills.

【 received. millie billie 】 get some rest. we're keeping an eye on loona and the news, so you focus on what you're doing there.

【 sent. millie billie 】 thank you.

Sleep doesn't seem to be in the cards for the immediate future. There's too much adrenalin still racing through his blood, too many variables - too much danger in what his dreams would have in store. Instead, Blitz idly scrolls through his phone, avoids any news, and tries to ground himself in the interim.

All his efforts come crashing down when, simultaneously, the door opens and the lights flicker on. Blitz surges, all of his muscles tensing, and he's once again instinctively looking for his gun - where is he, how long will it take to get across the room, what can I use for cover -

His breathing is thready and his heart is racing, and it takes him a few long moments to realize that the intruder is not, in fact, Striker, but a nurse. Blitz watches her with wide, stunned eyes, barely taking in a word she's saying until she's read through Stolas' chart and fiddled with his IV.

And then he realizes what she's saying and he sees red.

Visiting hours are over? So fucking casually - when this fucking hospital has done nothing of value since he's been out of surgery?

❝ Yeah, I'm not going anywhere, ❞ he says when she waits at the door for him to obey. Like he's some fucking dog.

She fixes him with a hard stare that does nothing to intimidate him. ❝ Sir, I already told you, visiting hours tomorrow will be - ❞

❝ And I already told you, I'm not leaving - ❞

❝ It's hospital policy - ❞

❝ Oh, like it's hospital policy to leave the fucking prince of the Ars Goetia unguarded? Not on my fucking watch - I'm the personal security detail. ❞

❝ We don't have record of - ❞

❝ Don't care! Until His Highness wakes up and tells me to go himself, I'm not moving. Unless you want a lawsuit on your hands. ❞

Honestly, the only thing backing up the bluff is the hope that this is above her paygrade; Blitz hears the smallest, gentle whine coming up from Stolas and his heart races again as the monitor reflects the distress telegraphed by his increased pulse. Fuck. Ignoring the nurse entirely, Blitz turns his attention back to Stolas, automatically moving to run his hand through the soft feathers on the top of his head.

❝ Now turn the lights off and get the fuck out, ❞ Blitz hisses at her - and maybe it is above her paygrade because, with a few mumbled complaints, she complies.

The darkness is immediately soothing, a blanket over Blitz's pounding head. He keeps up the gentle ministrations, raking the barest tips of his claws through the down, his tail reflexively curling protectively across Stolas' middle.

Honestly, he doesn't know what possesses him, but a hum sounds in the back of his throat. The last time it had come to him, it had been Barbie passed out in his arms, working through an OD as he carted her desperately back to rehab. And though he was no match for how their mother would sing it, her voice so low and beautiful, it's the only lullaby Blitz knows, and it comes naturally now, his eyes burning as grief and care wash over him.

Held in Blitz's arms, despite the pain still coursing through most of him, the exhaustion of the past day? day-and-a-half? however long it had been finally catches up with him, and Stolas drifts off into sleep, much easier than he usually did, and much easier than he ever would have expected, considering the circumstances. But he usually did, when he was with Blitz. And while some of that had to do with how good Blitz was at tiring him out, a much larger part of it was having the comfort of someone beside him, someone he actually cared about.

As he sleeps, the machinery around them continued to monitor his heartbeat, the sound of it filling the little room. The blood transfusion had flowed into him, the bag practically empty when a nurse opened the door to the prince's room, to come check on him.

Really, someone should have checked on him after he'd come out of surgery, but due to a series of unfortunate circumstances, not the least of which was the press that had been thronging around the door of the hospital for several hours (there might still be a few tenacious reporters hanging around, but that was above her pay grade), interfering with just about everything, he'd somehow gotten missed. And by the time anyone had realized the error, several hours had passed. The nurse just hoped nothing had gone catastrophically wrong in the interim, both for his sake and for hers.

The door opens, and the first thing she notices is that the lights are off. Quickly flicking them on (not noticing the way Stolas, even in his sleep, seemed to wince at the harsh fluorescents), she bustles into the room, only to stop short when she sees the scene in front of her.

The chairs that visitors usually sat in had been moved to the end of the bed, with cushions piled on top of it, to create a makeshift extension, and one of the patient's legs was resting on top of it. But more important than that was the fact that her patient wasn't the only one in his hospital bed. The imp who had brought him in had her patient curled up against him, his head resting on his chest.

While that normally wouldn't have been an issue, as long as she can check on his vitals and make sure everything is as it should be, the prince really shouldn't have any visitors in his condition. Not to mention how late it was.

"I'm sorry," she says, even as she bustles further into the room, to start doing her job, "but visiting hours are over. "I'm afraid you'll have to come back tomorrow." He could stay while she finished what she needed to do, but her patient needed rest, and it would be hard for him to get that with someone else in his hosptial bed, not considering that that was likely the only reason he was currently sleeping.

She saw that the blood bag was empty, and made a note on the chart before unhooking it. The nurse also replaced the bag of fluids, to make sure he was properly hydrated and to help make sure he stayed stable.

While the painkillers they have on hand probably won't do much for the prince (they don't often get royalty in the hospital, and it was dangerous to keep the stuff that actually worked on them stocked), she injects what she has into his line anyway, to potentially give at least minimal relief while he sleeps.

The nurse writes down a few more things on Stolas' chart before turning to the imp again. "He'll be in the same room tomorrow," she tells him, fully expecting him to cooperate with the hospital's policies. He probably shouldn't have been let in in the first place, but that had been someone else's decision.

She steps through the door after telling him that he needs to go, giving him a moment to get himself together, fully planning to go back in if she needed to.

Stolas' eyes had remained closed during the nurse's whole inspection, his breathing slow and even. But as he heard a voice in his room, one that was unfamiliar, he stirred fitfully, the heart monitor picking up as his pulse did.

His rest had been relatively undisturbed, but the sound of a new voice penetrated the haze of his sleeping mind.

The timbre of it was similar to Stella's, and whatever he'd been dreaming about before melted away to show Stella's smirking face, the way he'd last seen her at The Richest Cup, cold, cruel, and immensely pleased with herself. She had delighted in seeing him almost get shot, in watching him FLEE.

Then it wasn't Stella; it was Striker standing over him, and he hears again the sound of the knife sinking into him, feels the way the blessed blade drives into his flesh, the way it BURNS, more than any normal knife, the way it saps his strength, keeps him helpless. Coupled with the blessed rope, he'd had no chance, no way to access his powers, to escape.

His breath hitches, brow creasing in distress, the beeping of the monitor increasing with his heart rate.

[jean-kayak]

Anon Request: heyyy! so like i LOVED the haikyuu x thick black gf, do you think you could do it for the generations of miracles too? if that’s a lot maybe just akashi because i love that man

A/N: Here it is, anon! And I did all of them for you, so I hope you like it! (and yes it is 2 am)

Word Count: 2.5k

Haikyuu!! version here and here!

》Poor baby would be overwhelmed

》He wouldn't know what to do lmfao, and he probably be a stuttering mess when he first meets you

》He's probably nervous to touch you at first because he doesn't really know where to start and because there's so much of you

》But once he gets comfortable enough, he always wants you on top of him or on him in some way shape or form

》He always denies you when you think you might crush him because he really loves the weight of you on him, and he probably prefers to be the little spoon

》I feel like he's not big on getting head, but when you do, he feels like his life has changed

》It feels so good, he doesn't know what to do or where to go lmfao, so he just ends up squirming a ton, the moans he's making completely out of his control

》His body definitely feels like jelly when he cums, and he probably won't move for a while lmfao

》Now when he goes down on you? He was mesmerized by how much slick you had produced and all you guys had done was made out

》He'll just lay there between your legs, gripping your thighs tightly when you squirm under his gaze, but he can't help but watch

》He'll play with your nipples, run his fingers just shy of touching you where you want him just to see if you'll get even wetter

》And when he finally tastes you, he wonders why he wasn't doing this sooner, and you don't think you've seen him move with such enthusiasm off the court before

》He's moaning into your folds, his hands digging into your thighs as he eats you out with more fervor

》In that moment in time, he was content with staying in between your legs for the rest of his life

》But then you finally slept together, and he really thought that the air had been snatched from his lungs

》He can barely last long when he slides in, and he doesn't even move when he bottoms out lmfao, he just rests his face in your neck

》His hands are just scrambling and grabbing all over your body as he tries to stop himself from cumming and he hasn't even moved yet

》He obviously doesn't last long 💀 but he makes sure he cums, and the moment he slides out, he's out like a light lmfao

》And he definitely goes and buys you a ring the next day

》Fangirls, who? Mans forgets them the moment his eyes land on you

》Like seriously, he literally ignores them and only talks to you, walking right past them, and he probably doesn't realize that they're standing there

》Your boobs are definitely his favorite part of you, he'll lay on them, touch them, squeeze them, doesn't matter, his hands are always on them

》He's eccentric in public, but the moment you go down on him, he's nothing but a stuttering mess, moans and whimpers the only thing coming from him

》It literally takes everything in him to not buck up into your mouth, which feels like heaven,

》Puts a hand on your head to try and ground himself because he definitely feels like he's floating

》When he cums, the world seems to just disappear, and you have to rub over his face to make sure he's okay because he hasn't moved in a while

》And after you've made him feel spineless, it's only right for him to return the favor of course

》Once he starts though, he doesn't really plan on stopping and he never does it to just return the favor

》His eyes widen when he realizes how soaked you are when he brushes his fingers over your folds, his ministrations soaking his hand and wrist

》You're producing so much that he can't let it go to waste, so he's sliding in between your legs, and he freezes in shock for a second before attaching his mouth to your folds

》He definitely wants to stay there for the rest of his life, practically drowning in your slick, not really caring if it kills him

》Coaxes you to orgasm quickly just so he can taste more of you, that becoming his only priority

》And he makes sure to catch every last drop, the last thing he wants to do is waste it

》And when he's finally inside you, he tries to chuckle, thinking that there's no way you can feel this good, but it's cut off with a garbled moan

》You really do feel this good, your cunt hot and wet, sucking him back in every time he pulls out

》He feels a shudder run up his spine, his body practically shaking with euphoria as he can't focus on anything else but you

》His eyes roll when you clamp around him, and his orgasm comes out of nowhere, his body going rigid

》He can barely catch himself, his forehead resting against yours as he tries to calm his heartbeat down. "So, you wanna get married tomorrow?"

》Please, this man would have such a hard time making basic conversation lol

》He has a hard time trying to focus on talking to you because he keeps focusing on your body

》Definitely just freezes in place whenever you wear shorts or anything that shows off your thighs

》You're pretty sure you saw his nose bleeding one time, and he brushed you off when you asked, his face as red as a tomato

》He's like Kuroko, hesitantly touching you because he doesn't know what to do because you're so thick

》Once he gets comfortable and over that completely flustered phase, his hands are continuously on your thighs

》You find him squeezing them softly or laying on them, totally mesmerized by how soft they are

》When you offer to go down on him, he's quick to say that you don't have to, but you insist that you want to do it

》Needless to say, he never tries to convince you otherwise again

》The blush on his face spreads down to his chest, sweat coating his forehead as he has trouble controlling the noises he's making

》And the pleasure is so great that he actually goes silent, the only indication that he's cum is when you feel him shoot down your throat

》You actually have to check on him, and you chuckle softly as you fix his glasses, his breathing ragged

》I feel like he's one of the guys who's never really understood the appeal of going down on somebody, but he's not opposed to it

》And his opinion changes when he finally sees how soaked you get from just a tiny amount of foreplay and when your slick lands on his tongue

》You've actually never seen him put more emotion into something, and he's actually urging you to squeeze his head with your thighs, pushing them together as his fingers dig into them

》You actually have to pull him away from you when you cum, the only thing he's focused on is tasting you

》He really doesn't think you could get any better, but then he feels your walls around him, and he feels his heart skip multiple times

》He really doesn't know what to focus on, and he actually forgets to move, and you have to jolt him out of the trance you put him in

》Even after that, it's like his brain has stopped working lmfao, literally the only thing running through his mind is how warm and tight your walls are

》He groans when he sees your slick all over him, and he hits that spot inside of you, making you clench around him and that's what sends him over the edge

》And he didn't even realize he was that close 💀 "Marriage sounds like a good idea, doesn't it?"

》Ooh boy, this man, literally jaw drops open, hits the floor, and then he's quickly running over to you, trying to flirt with you to the max

》He's actually pretty surprised that he managed to get you, but he's definitely showing you off, making sure everyone knows that you're his

》He loves your ass, literally the only thing he'll pay attention to

》So, if you're back is towards him, you can totally forget about him following the conversation

》Expect him to smack your ass randomly, like outta nowhere

》He'll be the pettiest boyfriend in the world saying shit like "I'll do it if you suck my dick" stupid shit like that 🙄✋🏽

》So, then you do...you suck the soul of out him and this man literally buys you whatever you want

》He can't help but cant his hips, thrusting into your mouth, but it doesn't last long because he's cumming after a couple of thrusts, a deep groan coming out of his throat

》While you're making out, he teases your folds with his fingers, but he stops kissing you when he realizes how wet you are

》His attention is quickly shifted to your cunt, as he slides down your body, pushing your legs to your chest before eating you out like his last meal

》He loses himself in your taste, your juices coating the lower half of his face and dripping down his chin

》You whine from the overstimulation when you cum, and he pulls away but once you recover, his mouth is right back on you

》And he'll either be there or fucking you into the mattress, holding your legs in the same position

》His eyes are rolling in the back of his head, trying to hold back as he fucks into you, a white ring appearing at the base of his dick

》How much slick you produce always amazes him, no matter what he does, and it's all he pays attention to as he fucks you

》He cums way too early for his liking, surprising himself

》But at the same time, it's not like he could really control it with how good you feel around him

》He fucking you through his high, bringing you to yours, and then he's pulling out of you, resting back on his haunches

》"Looks like I'm gonna have to marry you."

》This man tries to act like he's not floored by your body, but he absolutely is

》His eyes are always running over your body whenever you're not looking his way

》Your thighs and your ass are his favorite parts; picks you up so that he can feel them around his waist, his hands splayed on your ass

》Is always laying on your thighs, literally does anything while he's in between them

》When you give him head the first time, he's pretty patient because come on now, my mans is packing

》But he jumps slightly in surprise when you fully take him down your throat, digging his nails into his palm when he sees himself in your throat

》He's literally sinking into whatever furniture he's sitting/laying on because he's never been with someone that could actually take all of him before

》He doesn't really know how to react because he's never felt pleasure like this before

》Got this man's legs twitching lmfao

》He doesn't even move after he cums, just lays there, and there's no way you can move him so you just leave him there 💀

》Now, one thing you'll have to be ready for is when he eats you out

》The first time he gets his mouth on you? His snacks are being thrown out the window

》You're his snack now, and he literally will push your legs up and out of his way, and there's literally nothing you can do to stop him

》He gives overstimulation a new meaning when you meet him, and he doesn't let you go until he's gotten his fill

》He's eating you out more so for his pleasure than yours. Period.

》This man is still lazy though, and he makes you do all the work, so he'll just lay back and let you do all the work as you sink down on him

》But then he feels your walls pulsing around him, and his hands are twitching as he tries to control himself

》The only thing he can do is rest his hands on your hips as you ride him, and he really can't do anything else even if he wanted to

》He starts fucking up into you once he starts reaching his climax, a deep "fuck" leaving him as he shoots into you, and you're not too far behind

》"It's not that big of a deal, but you wanna get married?" (It is that big of a deal 🙄✋🏽)

》He tries to seem cool, calm, collected when he first meets you

》He's not like Atsushi, who tries to pretend like he's not amazed by your body

》He's just trying to play off how you affect him

》I feel like he doesn't have a favorite body part of yours, wanting to show love to every part

》His hands run over every single inch, literally no part of you goes untouched by him

》Like Midorima, he's not really all about receiving head, but that confident persona is gone once you go down on him

》He's never been the one to become speechless, but you literally render him just that, his brain completely blurred, the only thing he can think about is how amazing your mouth is

》He starts to back away from you a little bit lmao because of how good he feels, the pleasure building up in his spine quickly

》He squirms a ton when he cums, and that's all he can do lol, and he doesn't deny you in the future if you want to go down on him

》He wants to pleasure you too, so he'll easily go down on you, but he chuckles in disbelief when he sees your glistening folds

》And he's amazed by how it seems like your arousal is endless, the juices coating his tongue and his face

》Moves his hands out of the way so that he can feel your legs squeezing his head like Midorima

》He eats you out with so much energy, smiling against you when you fall apart, living for the feeling of your legs twitching against his ears from overstimulation

》The first time you sleep together, his plans to take it slow are quickly forgotten

》Your walls seem to swallow him quickly, practically sucking him in, and he groans in surprise

》He wants to move, but if he does, he knows he'll cum in record time, but even the warmth and pulse of your walls is nearly enough to send him over the edge

》He just tries to aim for your g-spot just in case he cums way before you are able to, but that only sends him higher because your walls are clamping around him

》He knows he's not gonna last long, and he'll make it up to you later, but at that moment, he picks up the speed of his hips, his eyes slipping shut

》He has to brace himself when he cums, his hands on either side of your hands, his lungs feeling like they can't get enough air

》"Doesn't marriage sound like an amazing idea to you?"

Tags: @that-chick212

[happys-crazy-queen22]

Aunt Flo

Gif made by me. Crappy, I know. 😄

Warning: period talk mention of period sex.

"Babyyyyy". Nick picked up the phone, your whiny voice made him chuckle.

"Yes, babe"? Nick placed his joint back into his mouth. He was walking around town with Nate finding last minute wedding stuff.

"You're gonna hate me. Well, technically speaking it's not my fault".

"What's wrong? Something happen to your dress"? Nick passed his joint to Nate.

"I started my period". You tell him. The line went silent. Nick was probably having a cow. "Nicky"?

"It's three fucking days till our wedding. Why is this happening"? Nick groaned, rubbing his head.

"I'm sorry. I guess aunt flow doesnt want us to have a wonderful night of love making on our wedding night".

"Well, aunt flows a bitch and she needs to fuck off. How are you doing"?

"I'm fine. Cramping but I'm just pissed. I have to wear a white dress in front of everyone. I'm going to be so self conscious. Should we postpone"?

"Y/N, it's in three fucking days. We cant do that. We'll lose a shit ton of money and people are going to be pissed that we canceled over you getting your period. They'll just tell you to suck it up and plug it up". Nick laughed. Him and his stupid humor. You could hear Nate snickering as well.

"Geez, thanks. I'll just do that". You scoffed.

"I'm sorry. I just hate that it came early. But it's not going to ruin our wedding or our honeymoon. We're having sex. I'll put some absorbent pads down and I'll go to town. I'm not afraid". Nick joked but he was serious too.

"Babe, you're crazy. We'll do it in the shower. Less clean up". You both laugh.

"See, we can make it work. I'm heading home soon, do you need anything"?

"Pads, chocolate, icecream, your warmness, backrubs, cuddles and for you to not touch me unless I say so".

"I can that. I'll run by the store and get everything. Be there soon. Love you. Hey, we could always master period sex before our wedding night". Nick teased. Nate was laughing in the back ground.

"How about, if you put your dick anywhere near me I'll chop it off". You warned.

Nick laughed. "I'll see you when I get home. I love you, baby girl".

"I love you too, hubby".

"I hate that". Nick groaned.

"I know. But I love it". You giggle.

"Bye now". Nick shook his head and ended the call. He looked at his brother and rolled his eyes.

"One things for sure, she isn't pregnant". Nick told his brother.

"I call that a win for you". Nate laughed, getting into Nick's car.

"Yeah, hopefully we can say that after we come back from the honeymoon".

Nick picked up your things and came home. He cuddled and fixed your favorite dinner. He was so sweet to you when you didn't feel good. That's one of the reasons you were marrying him. Plus he wasnt afraid to try new things. 

[wreckofawriter]

Games (soulmate au)

Pairing: Fred Weasley x reader

Word count: 2,382

Warnings: Making out?

Request: hi! It’s me again, could I request a Fred Weasley soulmate au? The type where their soulmates first word’s to them is tattooed on their body? Please make it fluffy and cute, thank you! :)

A/n: I am so sorry this was late. I had a grad party I forgot about! Also I'm probably going to have the other request out on Wednesday I'm so sorry but I have another grad party 2mmaro and I wont have time to write. Hope you guys like it!

The words in Fred's ankle had always been, well controversial at his household. His mother sure didn't like them. George thought they were hilarious. Ginny thought they were almost sad, sad that was how him and his soulmate would meet. Ron agreed with George, Percy thought they were ridiculous and his other brothers thoughts were pretty neutral. Fred simply thought they were odd. And as he looked down at the words, he couldn't help but smile, this was going to be one interesting person.

You snickered watching as your seeker checked his hair in the mirror again.

"You know Malfoy maybe if you spent less time putting grease in your hair and more time practicing then we would be winning for a change."

He whipped around glaring at you. "That's not very good team spirit y/l/n." He seethed.

"And since when are Slytherins known for their teamwork?"

He rolled his eyes and snatched his broom from the rack and joined the rest of the team in the horseshoe they had made around their captain.

You glanced around trying not to look as bored as you were. You have heard it a thousand times before; kick Gryffindors ass. Nothing new, except for the fact that your seeker was almost ok and theirs was amazing. Which meant it was basically up to you to score a shit ton of points before the snitch was caught. It was all quite stressful.

As you walked out onto the pitch you heard a mix of boos and cheers, the former as always, over powering the latter. You ignored the crowd and boarded your broom. You flew a couple feet in the air and waited for the whistle. When you took a deep breath and then sped upwards. If everything went right Montague should have the quaffle ready and waiting for you. And he did. You snatched the pass and made your way toward the goals where you could see Wood waiting.

You ducked under a bulger, dodged some girl in a red uniform and made for the large hoops. You reached for the quaffle tucked under your arms and shot it in the far left hoop. It soared through and you whipped around to get back to your position.

The game had been going for hours. It was hot and sunny and you had already ditched your outer layer. Currently you had scored 160 points, you were doing pretty well. All together your team had 210 points while Gryffindor was 50 points behind. Things were looking up.

You were headed towards the hoops once again the quaffle locked securely under your arm. You were about to shoot when out of nowhere something hit you straight in your side.

You dropped the quaffle and tipped off your broom with a scream. You managed to keep your feet wrapped around the handle and was hanging there attempting to reach your arms up. When you finally did, the pounding of your heart on your ears stopped and you could hear shrieking laughter.

You turned to see Fred Weasley pointing and laughing at you.

You flashed a brilliant shade of red before shouting, "If you don't shut up Weasley I'll shove that bat up your ass."

His smile dropped. A look of absolute astonishment replaced his joyful features. He felt his heart stop. You flew away with a scoff and an eye roll, you had no clue what you had just done to that boy.

For the rest of the match Fred could simply not focus. He hardly hit any blunders and most of them were completely off target. George scolded the boy and tried to get his head back in the game but it was helpless. He wanted to say something to you but what? What could he possibly say, "Oh hey what's up, your my soulmate by the way." It was all so stupid.

Gryffindor lost when Draco caught the snitch and Slytherin was celebrating in there locker room as Oliver almost killed Fred in their locker room.

"What the hell!" He yelled at the red head. "You couldn't hit a thing this whole match!"

"Look I'm sorry. I was distracted." Fred apologized.

Oliver didn't seem to care for his apologies at all. "You were doing fine." he sighed, "And then suddenly you knock y/l/n off her broom and you cant hit the broadside of a barn with a bludger."

"Look Wood, I'm sorry." Fred apologized again trying to make it sound sincere although his thoughts were elsewhere.

"What in Merlin's name could have made you so distracted any way Fred?"

Fred paused, the whole team was listening there was no way he was saying anything. "I just umm was?" He raised his eyebrows, hoping that his captain would buy it. Which of course he didn't.

"What eas it Weasley?" Oliver practically growled

Fred cast his gaze downwards trying to aviod eye contact with anyone.

"I swear to Merlin Wweasley if you don't tell me what gave Malfoy a free ride to the snitch I will-"

"She's my soulmate alright!?" Fred yelled his patients wore through.

"Wait, y/l/n is your soulmate?" It was George talking this time. His eyes were wide and mouth slightly agape, he was mimicking the rest of the team.

"Yeah." Fred looked down blushing a bit, he wasn't used to these situations. "But she doesnt know so don't tell her." He added quickly.

"Alright, sorry for laying into Fred." Oliver said.

"Its fine." He waved it off. He then turned to George panick in his eyes.

"How is she my soulmate?" Fred asked his twin desperate for an answer. They were now sitting in the Gryffindor common room eating candy they got from honeydukes.

"I don't know mate, but I wouldn't be too concerned. I mean she's hot." George pointed out, stuffing a chocolate frog in his mouth.

"Yeah but she’s Slytherin." Fred groaned.

"It probably won't be that bad Fred, you are destined to be together."

"How are we destined to be together? I mean we sure as hell aren't best buds." Fred said popping a fizzing whizbee in his mouth.

"So what," George started his voice muffled by chocolate, "You'll get along, just wait till Ron finds out he'll flip."

"Ok then what should I do?" Frdd asked

"You have to talk to her idiot." George pointed out.

"WWhat do I say?" The older twin asked.

The younger just shrugged, "Wwhatever you say will be on her ankle anyway so just try and make it romantic."

"Alright." Fred said still quite unsure on what to do.

You sat in potions trying not to laugh your ass off as Angelina a girl from Gryffindor totally ditched her potion.

You had finished ages ago and were simply waiting to be dismissed. You glanced down at your watch. Five minutes.

You had been anxious to get back to the quidditch pitch. You had to get in some more practice before the next match. You were playing hufflepuff and wanted to stick iit to Cadwallader. You had five gallons on the fact you would score more points then him in the upcoming match and you'd don't lose.

So when Snape finally said you could go you practically slept from your seat in excitement.

You sprinted down the hallways as quickly as you could only run striated into someone. You fell backwards landing hard on your butt and letting out a yelp of pain. You book bag had slid across the floor and hit the opposite wall of the thin hallway.

"Oh Merlin, are you alright?" A voice asAsked and you about passed out. Those were the words on your ankle. You looked up to see a mess of red hair with matching red robes and red cheeks. His eyes seemed to glow in the candlelight as he stuck his hand out for you to grab. You felt the heat rise in your face as well, since when was Fred Weasley so attractive?

"Shit, I said something didn't I." He looked upset, as he pulled you to your feet. You felt your face grow even brighter at contact with his surprisingly soft hands.

"Uh yeah ya did." You practically whispered your y/e/c eyes big as golf balls.

"So then you know?" He asked fidgeting with his robes.

"Know what?" You asked completely bewildered by the things that had happened in the past minute.

"That your my soulmate." He laughed.

"Yeah I guess I know that." You said your mind was going crazy. Fred Weasley was your soulmate? What? I mean sure he's incredibly good looking and funny and smart and great at quidditch but, what?!

"You probably don't even know which twin I am." He laughed a bit although the idea of his soulmate not knowing who he was hurt. "Im-"

"Fred." You finished for him. "I know who you are."

"Really?" Fred asked eyebrows raised in surprise.

"Yeah I do. Wait, how did you know o was your soulmate?"

Fred blushed as your y/e/c eyes gleamed up at him. Your y/h/l y/h/c hair framed your face beautifully and he was suddenly struck with how attractive you are. Your face was dusted pink and it made you look incredible. "Well umm, remember when I knocked you off your broom yesterday?"

"Vividly" you answer eyes narrowed a bit, your arms now crossed.

"Well afterward you said-"

"If you don't shut up Wesley I'll shove that bat up your ass." You finished for him again doing your best to contain the laughter inside you. You failed miserably and burst with giggles. He thought it was the most amazing sound to ever grace his ears.

"Wait wait wait," you managed to squeak out still giggling, "Is that seriously tattooed on your ankle?"

"Yep." And to prove it Fred pulled his sock down and showed you the words printed on to his pale skin

You burst in a wave of fresh laughter, "I'm sure your mom loves that." You said between laughs.

"Glad you find my misfortune so hilarious." Fred said rolling his eyes playfully.

"Oh come on. If it was me with those words on my ankle you would be losing your shit." You pointed out still laughing.

"Your right, I should have said something closer to, 'Look where the fuck your going." As payback." He smirked and you burst into laughter once again.

"You should have!" You were crying with joy at this point, "It would have been one hell of conversation starter!"

Now Fred was laughing too, his smile bright. He looked down at your giggling form and he was once again talking by your beauty. Your eyes shining with tears and gleaming with joy. Your extremely soft looking lips a light pink color were stretched into a wide slightly lopsided smile.

As he stared your laughter died out and you had looked back up at him, you blushed a bit to find his gaze on you, "Like what you see Weasley?" You asked a cocky smirk on your lips.

"In fact I do." He said smirking right back and leaning down a bit to be somewhat level with your eyes.

"Well you aren't exactly ugly." You bit your lip as you did so and Fred about lost it. Keep it cool he reminded himself. So instead he placed his hand over his heart dropped his mouth and blinked a few times feigning hurt.

"That's what I get as a complement?" He asked in fake surprise, "I'm offended."

"Ever the dramatic Weasley." You smirked.

"I am quite a good actor." He said leaning closer to you, you could feel his breath on your cheek and your smirk dropped. He had to know that he was doing right? That wasn't fair.

"Im good at more than acting though." He winked, smirking as you blushed a deep crimson.

You attempted to stay on track, "A-and what else might you be good at? I haven't seen much." It would have been fine if you didn't stutter but damn he was really close to you and smelled like a mix of smoke and chocolate. It was completely infatuating.

"Oh, you'll see plenty." You wanted to smack the smirk off his face. He was playing with you, but you weren't in the mood for games anymore.

"Oh shut up." You whispered face burning. With that you yanked him down to meet you lips. He was clearly taken off guard but kissed back quite quickly once your lips moved against his. He quickly pushed you up against the wall and grabbed your waist. Your hands found their way to his fiery hair, it was surprisingly soft. You felt his tongue glide against your bottom lip and you opened your mouth, granting it access.

When he pulled away your lungs were burning and you gasped for air.

"I hope you know this doesn't change anything on the pitch." You said.

"Of course, I'm just going to have to make sure not to hit your face with any bludgers. Wouldn't want to ruin its beauty, would I?" He winked.

"What every weakness you show I will use to my advantage." You smirked shrugging.

"I like the sound of that." He winked again.

"Keep it up and you will only be able to blink with one eye." You said eyebrows raised.

"Winking won't do that." He pointed out.

"Yeah but me poking one of your eyes out will." You deadpanned.

"Has anyone ever told you your a little scary?" Fred asked as he leaned in again.

"Yep-" you were cut off by his lips.

"Y/l/n!"

You pushed Fred off of you to see Malfoy standing a few feet away a disgusted look etched on his face.

"Captain wants you, so get the Weasel’s tongue out of your throat so you can actually talk." He scoffed

"I'll see you later." You whispered to Fred. Before walking towards the platinum blonde. "You call him weasel again and I will cut your tongue off and make you eat it." You flashed the now terrified boy a cheeky smile and walking towards the pitch the young seeker sulking at your heels.

"See ya later Mouthful!" Fred shouted saluting the boy as he walked out the door.

Masterlist

[fishys-hub-of-himbos]

So I made a roleplay blog for all my potential roleplays on this site. Listen Broski's, I'm just gonna slap some basic rules and general roleplay information about me for potential partners to make good matches. I make tons of OCS and have absolutely no life.

About Fishys roleplay experience:

I started roleplaying online about 6-7 years ago, on amino. And it wasn't pretty. Now at 18 I consider myself a pretty decent Roleplayer. I'm no novelist in the slightest, but I am able to get fairly wordy. I'd like to improve my ability to roleplay by practicing with others of different literacies.

Many of my role-plays take place in some form of fantasy setting and they tend to get romantic. I just really like writing cute romantic scenarios. I'm an avid character shipper(not in the toxic way or anything) so I'm always open to discuss different characters and character duos.

Fishy's Roleplay Rules:

I am an LGBT man, if that is a problem to you don't interact with me.

Don't ship shame unless the ship is obviously in some way harmful to anyone

Don't force my characters into actions. I really want to be in control of my characters in each scenario. If I feel like my character was forced into something, I'm really not going to want to rp.

If you're coming to me with a roleplay request, please have a bit of an idea of what you're looking for in the roleplay. Im always willing to help with plot creation for a roleplay but ya gotta meet me half way here.

A bunch of my characters swear like hell. I. Swear like hell. You don't have to, but don't tell me to tone down my language. I genuinely don't give a fuck to censor myself in front of strangers on the internet.

I go to school Monday through Friday 9:00am to 6:00 pm. I try to respond consistently but if I don't, please don't spam me. (i'm free for now, since it's summer)

In that same note, occasional. OCCASIONAL "in case you didn't get the notif or forgot" messages, are okay. Sometimes my phone sucks or I'll type something and instantly forget to send it. And I apologize in advance

Any style is welcome, though please don't hit me with one liners. I don't care how you separate your dialogue from your action sentences. Just PLEASE don't hit me with a one liner.

I'm fully okay with it getting totally intense and gorey. My only concern is that if there is sexual assault that may go on for the sake of plot, (AND I MEAN TRULY FOR THE SAKE OF PLOT NOT BECAUSE ITS WHAT YOUR CHARACTER WOULD DO) please give me a warning before the message or somewhere before it gets intense.

Try to keep the plot SA to a VERY minimum in that same note though.

Don't fandom shame, I'm in a bunch of fandoms, some you may not agree with. We can agree to disagree and still be cool.

Don't be racist. Like.. again if it's not for the sake of plot, just don't. I would prefer not to be called a slur

I have pretty shitty grammar and spelling sometimes. And I'm sorry. That being said though, don't correct me unless you genuinely cant understand. Kinda douchey

18+ is allowed. However, keep in mind I am in a committed relationship and nothing in the roleplays is real for Fishy. I'm not here to get your rocks off, I'm here to create world's. And sex is a part of worlds in all aspects.

What you will see on this page:

Original character information

Characters based in fandom universes

Characters based on mythology

Roleplay plots that I have been thinking about

Character art that I made from either Picrew, or drew myself

Probably some fandom art reblogs

Ship lists for fandoms I'm in

Aight I think I got the important shit down. Message me to roleplay if you wanna.

~Fishy out~

[pleasesirmayipleasehavebeanssir]

1.

2. Yellow!

3. I used ti have an ace flag when I thought I was ace but I recently realized I'm prolly not ace so :/

4. Uhhh, flowy yellow croptop, acid washed torn shorts, black and white sneakers, and a yellow flowercrown :)

5. Uhh,, last?? The most recently I remember is one of my exes Kairi. She sent a voice message and her laugh had my heart SOARING!

6. No cuz my nails are kinds fucky also I don't have the patience for it to dry

7. HAH ABSOLUTELY N O T

8. Rarely, I usually just sleep for 12 hours anyways

9. My first crush was when I was in kindergarten. He was a deaf kid named Noah and I tried my best to learn sign language just to talk to him. I ended up switching schools a year later. He also had two moms! But my first GIRL crush? It was in 5th grade. My best friend Chloe who was hella religious and thought that gay was a sin and was the one to break that shit and guess who fucking dated for a year and a half? Us.

10. FALL HARD AND OFTEN AND QUICKLY FADE AWAY PFFT

11. Ideal day? Listening to music, no one talking to me. Fuck yeah

12. Driving around town with no aim as to where we're going, just visiting new places, talking, and jamming the fuck out to whatever is on the radio!

13: Fried green tomato slices!

14. My older sisters definitely

15. Uhhh???? Idk, skip

16. No opinions

17. Rats or crows!

18. I love it! Im named after both my grandmother and my mother!

19. Kinds chilly but really sunny!

20. Not really but its still interesting!

21. Clusterfuck tbh. Im not suoer picky with music usually.

22. Yeah. Pathetic lmao

23. Yeah! A stuffed bear my dad won me at some carnival or whatever and an Espeon plushie my friends pitched in to get me!

24. 8 p.m usually and I usually wake up at 2 a.m

25. Definitely to Ireland to catch a fuckin leprechaun. Nah but i always dreames of traveling with my future wife and solve unsolved crime cases!

26. Yep! A cat named Kitkat thats 15 years old and she CHUMBY

27. Dont have a favorite

28. A lot of shit, I'm a smiley bitch lol

29. ?????

30. Crying, listening to music, scrolling through reddit and tumblr, and talking to my imaginary therapist.

31. First of all I say "I love you" a lot because Im shit at showing affection and thats the best way I know how to remind people I love em oop

32. Whenever the fuck you want tbh

33. Ireland!

34. Eh 4/10

35. Nope! Thought I was ace at first!

36. Yelling "RAT" when someone slightly inconveniences me. Peak fucking comedy.

37. gotta be

This man! Fucking love Avdol

38. My oldest sister definitely!

39. Dumb fucking bitch. Ok fr tho. Friendly, anxious, loud.

40. Eh, usually about 20 minutes

41. TO BE NICER TO PEOPLE AND LESS SELFISH UGH

42. ?? Probably save it for college ig.

43. Nah.

44. That time I had a fucking girlfriend in 5th grade

45. Dont have any but I really want some!

46. Procrastinating

47. Uhh, the fact that I managed to stay alive so far, thats an achievement by itself!

48. 🥺 lmao nah

49. When I was a kid. Once a week during summer my mom would make breakfast burritos and prepare a picnin and wed all wake up and go to the beach before sunrise. Just my older sisters, mom, and me and wed set everything up and stay there till around sunset. Not to brag but I once saw a turtle and it looked at me and another time I saw a stingray!

50. Absolutely I do. Im currently fucking destroying some cheesecake

51. Um my humour ig?

52. Cant really say. My unga bunga brain just goes "hnnghh,, they,,, cute"

53. To anything? Uh try stomping on crunchy leaves and youll experience fleeting joy

54. Fuck ton of times lmao

55. Um? ??? Cant really say

56. Lizzo! Im get get so happy when theyre are overweight celebs that actually promote body positivity. It helps me feel less bad about how I look and I mean look at her, she's STUNNING!

57. Um, No Roots by Alice Merton, Ain't No Rest For The Wicked Cage The Elephant , and How You Like Me Now by The Heavy

58. I'll pass-

59. Coconut, I will fight people on this

60. Pain is a temporary emotion Yeah! I'm actually doing a lot better than I was a week ago!

asks for gay girls

what does your wallet look like?

favorite color?

do you own a pride flag, or more than one?

describe your favorite outfit.

when was the last time a girl made your heart flutter? how’d she do it?

do you use nail polish?

do you keep organized? 

ever take naps?

who was your first crush?

what are your crush tendencies? fall hard or often?

describe your ideal day.

describe your ideal date.

what’s your favorite food?

who do you feel most comfortable around?

what is your favorite compliment to recieve?

did you/do you like highschool?

favorite animal?

do you like your name?

what kind of weather is your favorite?

do you believe in horoscopes?

tell us about your music taste.

have you had your first kiss? if so what was it like?

did you have a favorite stuffed animal as a kid?

what time do you usually wake up/go to bed?

what dream trip would you take with your wife?

do you have any pets?

what pair of underwear is your favorite?

what makes you smile?

what makes you feel heavy?

what makes you feel better?

how do you show your love?

when is it time to get a haircut?

where would you live if you could live anywhere?

do your friends and family take good care of you?

have you always used the labels you use now?

what makes you laugh?

who is your favorite fictional character?

who do you admire?

describe yourself with three words.

how long does it take you to get ready in the morning?

what do you wish you could tell your younger self?

what would you do if you won the lottery?

would you call yourself a romantic?

what is your gayest childhood memory?

do you have tattoos or want any?

what’s your worst habit?

what are you proud of?

did you know you’re actually a gift to the world, for real?

what’s your favorite memory?

do you have a sweet tooth?

what do you like most about yourself?

what makes you fall for a girl?

make a recommendation.

have you ever had your heart broken?

when do you feel most yourself?

name a gorgeous celeb.

what are some of your favorite songs this week?

tell us 2 of your biggest hopes and fears.

what flavor of chapstick/lip balm is the best?

are you okay?

[sainadazai]

When your crush is angry all the time

Ch.3

Sharks or whales?

  Ch.3 

Sharks or Whales is not a stupid question 

Bakugou pov

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"I noticed it, you aren't slick katsu!"

"The fuck? Noticed what!"

"You know what, how could you"

"WOULD YOU STOP CRYING ITS ANNOYING AS FUCK"

"you don't even tell me you love me, but you can do that"

"The fuck...we only started dating like a week ago"

"Yea but- but- i"

"You what? Huh? Tell me what your talking about or get out of my face"

God, I really need to stop making impulse decisiones. I could just keep fighting with her though...she is always hotter when she is angry. That's how this all started in the first place, at that damn sports festival. Why did I have to find it so hot? 

Fucking occhaco, are you really only my type when your in battle? 

"Just shut up okay." 

"Wh-"

I made myself quick to press my lips to hers and when she gasped I skipped my tongues in too. I wanted to be slow and sensual, even with tongue, but I couldn't. The slower I kiss her the more I remember how much I am not right for her. How she is feeling something but I can't feel it anymore. I skipped my hand behind her back and drew our lower bodies closer together. 

At least occhaco is a good kisser. I bet that stalker bitch from earlier isn't. I bet she is crusty and musty and fucl she was hot though. No. She is weird, she probably got in here because of her mom so she is spoiled. What a fucking princess. 

All of a sudden chaco trips on something and is pulled away from the kiss she falls backwards and landed flat on her ass. It takes some work not to laugh but whoever did that is going to die. Even if I wasn't really enjoying myself there, I could've been. They wouldn't know. 

I look down at my girlfriend in shock. What catches my eye first, though, is something wrapped around her ankle. I bent down to see what it was. I quickly got confused because she had a dead vine wrapped half way up her call and an equally dead rose on the end of it. 

"What the fuck"

I look back up to see the stalker doing her own thing and talking with shitty hair and a dulce face. It has to be her, no one else has this quirk. I don't know her quirk, but nobody else would've done this. Fucking wierdo. 

I start walking across the classroom to where she is sitting on top of her desk, manspreading and laughing with my extras. 

"No, I'm a serious shark or whale?" Y/n asks with the most serious face I've ever seen.

"Uhm sharks, duh"

"Why though?" 

"Sharks have cool sharp teeth and they move super fast" 

"Everyone says that, but think about this...whales are so big and fat and they dont even care, they are just fucking bosses, being slow as shit and still monchin on krill and small animals, they dont even have to fight or anything"

"I-y/n you-"

"No, imagine you could just walk around with your mouth open and food would just go in. "

"Oh my god, she is right," dunce face made a stupid look of awe at the girl. 

I wanted to snap her for fucking doing that to occhaco...but for a second I was actually distracted by how she was right about shitty whales. Fucking wierdo, though.

"Oi, stalker bitch" 

I could tell she was a creep by how fast her eyes lit up after I yelled at her. Who does she think she is? She likes it when i'm mad or something? 

"Me!? Yes sir, what do you need?" She hopped off of her desk and practically bounced over to me. 

"What the fuck was that, you shitty stalker?" I spoke darkly and pointed to where me and my fucking...girlfriend had been kissing. 

"What do you mean?" She asked, looking at me with a serious face. 

"That fuckong stunt you just pulled with the fucking flower," I hissed leaning down as I yelled at her. 

"Oh, I was jealous." She said once again completely seriously,  but she had a bright smile on her face. Why is she being so straightforward, has she never met a guy before? Half the girls in this school crush on me, obviously, but they wouldnt dare say dumb shit like that to me. 

"THE FUCK" 

"I saw you kissing your girlfriend, and it made me get this feeling like i wanted you to not do that...I mean, are you dense, never been jealous before? Or do you not know what it means..."

"I KNOW WHAT IT FUCKING MEANS, BITCH! BUT YOU DONT FUCKING KNOW ME, BACK OFF!"

"But..." she looked at the floor again, I swear if she fucking cries I will throw her. 

Her aura went 360 and for some reason I got a shitty feeling in my chest, but it was moving lower...I think. Was I horny right now? What the fuck, no. 

Her head came back up and she was smirking, I wonder if this is something she got from her mom...

Those e/c eyes met with mine holding an erotic feeling that shot down my whole body. Her face was so fucking pretty right now, for no good reason and she fully lifted to peer up at me. It was much too effective in turning me on, since I was already leaning towards her a bit in my anger.

I grosled at the feeling, and then she rose her finger to point at me, just like fucking lunch time. She pressed it to my chest making me want to hit it away, but for some reason I waited to see what she would say. 

"I only really came to see you..." she spoke in a ridiculously seductive tone but at the same time...a whisper. 

"W-"

"Shh" her finger was brought off of my chest and pressed to my lips in a huh motion. 

"Don't worry boom boom, I know I don't know you but if you would enlighten me im sure I could understand you a bit better...I only have one question..."

"SPIT IT OUT YOU SHITTY STALKER!"

as soon as i yelled her finger retracted and her face returned to an innocent smile. Why does this bitch have so many faces? She looked way to excited for her question, while I was confused as to why it felt like two seconds ago she might litteraly try to fuck me, and now she looks like a kid in a candy store. 

"Sharks or whale, bakugou? SHARKS OR WHALES!?"

oh fuck this shit...

Timeskip* one week of y/n being totally confusing but also sexy later. 

Y/n pov 

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I think I did something bad. I think I actually got them to break up. I don't wanna do that because my new friend mina explained what homewrecking was, and that isnt my goal. I just want to know if seeing his face all the time makes it less special, or if this crush is more. 

I shouldn't have gone so hard in combat training I guess..

"Whatever, its was stupid anyway"

"Yeah, uraraka, you deserve better than him, fucking dick"

The cute round-faced girl had tears bordering her eyes and was allowing everyone to comfort her in her loss. 

I felt pretty fuckibg terrible about what I had caused, I mean they were in a real relationship. If I had been dating somebody for a long time, and then some weirdo showed up and ruined it...I would hate her. 

"I cant believe he is so mean.." she clung to who I think is yaoyorozu, and cried into her chest. 

"It's not your fault, you didn't know he was all like that, it was only a week"

The creation- quilled girl spoke as she pet occhaco's hair and soothed her. Wait a fucking mintue. They only were dating for a week? The fuck?

"Hahahahahaha oh my god" I couldn't help but break out into laughter. 

This past week I came to teams with the fact that maybe her and him had something real, so I figured I'll settle for being free from hell, as opposed to trying to..I don't know. I don't even know what my plan was when I moved schools. I wanted to see him, meet him, make him angry again or something. 

However I never thought through a plan. So I suppose I would just have to enjoy the fact I can have male friends now. I started to back off, but one week, and she is crying over him burning me up a bit. What the hell?

"Y/n what the fuck!?" Ashido whispered and yelled at me. 

I turned a bit to face her, instead of the ridiculous scene in front of me. She had her brows furrowed and looked at me like I was crazy. 

"Think about it mina..they dated for one week...and she is crying because they broke up..it's like..it's like...bahahaha," i couldn't finish the thought without laughing but asido seemed to also find my humor in this situation. 

I saw how she almost laughed before catching herself and feighing seriousness. The other girls, minus occhaco and momo, had turned their attention towards us, looking wearily at our closeness. 

"Excuse me, I AM GOING TO GO TEACH Y/N SOME DECENCY" mina whispered yelled again, turning to face me with a fake angry look. I wasn't sure what was happening, because I have never been in a situation like this before. So I let out a little giggle and nodded, my face red and starting to hurt from the smile and laugh I couldn't suppress. 

Mina grabbed my arm just under my elbow, gripping it almost tight enough to hurt. She dragged me around the corner of the living room, into the hallway of yaoyorozou's house. We had all been told to rush here after school for an urgent matter.

When I first read the group texts I kinda thought it might be an orgy, so I figured I would come even though I didn't really want to. However..I showed up to this mansion to find a crying floaty-girl and a lot of food for some reason. It confused me because at my old school girls didn't really cry, or get sad, or be emotional. When they did it was usually about reason things, like a stolen diary, hair pulling during combat training, or one of the worst offences at my old school: playing pop music. 

Yeah, it's a weird thing for a ton of princesses and rich girls to care about..but I've seen girls lose eyes over playing "mad at disney '' in the dorms when we all know it is pretty much a sin.

Mina pushed me back against the wall of the hallway, and I would be aroused if now for the fact that she backed away and crouched over herself in laughter. 

"I-pfft I don't baha know why but bahahaj you are so right"

I didn't even become surprised by her action, I just laughed with her letting myself slide down the wall. 

"If you hadn't asked pfft bakugou that question, they would probably still be dating!" She was fucking wheezing and an idea came to my mind.

"Hey, ashido, you think if they made it to two weeks they could have scheduled a time to bahah hug in the halls"

"Y/n pfft, I think that's more of a ....3 three week anniversary thing"

We were both in fetal positions in momos big velvet- themed hallway laughing our asses off. We had no idea how the guys were reacting to this strange break up, but if a girl hated me for one of my key personality traits I'd be pretty set on..not dating them either. Good for you boom boom. Pftt ``y-you think someday we can -maybe um..mk-kiss in the mo-mouth"

"Omg your too much bahahaha"

3rd person pov

Meanwhile bakugou, kaminari, kirishima and sero were sitting in separate places around kaminari's room, not minding the huge fight between their friend and y/n...and occhaco for some reason earlier. 

"I don't get it, why did you hit her after she already beat you bakugou..like y/n was so cool and I get you dont like to lose but that royal quirk thing was many as shit and you ruined the vibe"

"Tch, whatever, she is just a weirdo bitch"

"You know that's not true dude...she actually pretty hot"

"SHUT THE FUCK UP DUNCE FACE, YOU WANNA ME TO TREAT YOU LIKE MINETA" 

"Jeez, just being honest. We all know you like it when girls can fight...i mean it's like the only reason you went out with uraraka anyway."

"THAT FUCKING ROUND FACE! WHO IS SHE TO CALL ME TOO FUCKING SCARY." 

"I mean, you kinda were, but she a bit overreacting, sure"

"Shut up sero, if she is scared, she is allowed to be scared. Its not manly to shame her"

"I know kiri, but like, if you are gonna date bakugou, shouldn't you be someone who doesn't cry when he is mean. Cuz like he is mean all the time."

"I guess..I kinda imagined she would try to calm him down but she kinda just made us all feel guilty, huh"

"YEAH CUZ SHE IS A WHIMPY BITCH"

"Shut up, this isn't about you bakugou"

"THE HELL IT ISN'T"

"Hey guys, don't you think it's kinda weird that we are in a like...serious conversation, but we are all on our phones not looking at each other," Sero pitched in, still not taking his eyes off of his phone screen where he was playing clash of clans. 

He was right, the four boys were in opposite corners of the room occupying themselves with different social media. 

"No" kaminari replied as he scrolled through his phone, not actually doing anything on it

"Not really" kirishima added in, as he was searching instagram, looking for y/ns account because he had developed a curiosity to what she looked like out of uniform. 

He had only got a glimpse of her casual clothing on the first day, not enough to even process, and for some reason when you trained you hadn't had a hero suit either. It seemed you would just wear a tank top and sweats during hero training in your first week. 

Unbeknownst to him, you hadn't had one to wear in the first place. Most of your planning for life revolved around being lazy and not needing to do any work. So, unlike the students here, you had not planned or sketched any type of hero suit. You were however working on a pretty simple one that just allowed you to be comfortable while you worked, but mom definitely was going to um...do something about that. 

"its fucking normal tape arms, everyone does this shit" bakugou spoke kinda quietly. He was just hoping no one would look up and come see that he had actually succeeded in getting your instagram. He was finding out... a lot of new things. For one, he definitely wasn't seeing your casual everyday attire. 

His thoughts were a mess, he figured, unlike kirishima, that he would use your first and last name. While his friend used y/n kayama, your well known mother's last name. He had first went on the Internet and found that you scared the last name of a king, and he knew that your quirk was royal from what you explained during your battle with him.

The outfit you wore on the first day had him in for it. As that style was exactly his type, his eyes lingered too long. However seeing you as a ballerina and a fucking princess gave him a weird feeling. He didn't know what it was, but he hated it. He hated you, and your pretty posture and cool style and your fucking princess shit. He even hated the irony in how he called you a princess for even getting into U.A. However, if you were truly the princess of the elementus quirk family...he was going to have bigger problems than your stupid questions in class. . . .