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ddejavvu · 3 years ago

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not to be a whore but peter getting off to pictures of like you’re not even there he’s just needy and desperate😩😩

sleepover with me!

'not to be a whore' what do you think we do here 🤨 this is whoresville - this post is 18+, minors dni.

Waking up at 3am to a hard-on was not the way Peter had planned on spending the morning before your big date. He’d spent the entire week planning a day of fun activities for you, and yet he was losing sleep over a boner.

He tried to ignore it, burying his face in his pillow and trying to think of the least sexy thoughts he could manage. His mind spun out of control, traveling from visions of his favorite movie (with the sex scene in it), the book that he’d read last week (with the sex scene in it), the pictures that you’d taken last week (in your new lingerie). Okay, so thinking unsexy thoughts wasn’t working.

He tried prying his mind out of the rut of thoughts it had gotten stuck in, the visions of the pictures below his bed in the box you’d decorated yourself swimming through his brain.

Finally he couldn’t take it anymore, digging a hand under his bed and retrieving the shoebox that you’d given to him for his birthday. He’d taken the pictures only days before, and in a way it had been two presents. The pictures, and the real thing.

His hands grazed softly over the delicate lace on the box, gently lifting the lid and exhaling softly at the sight of the first picture. Your hand was planted between your thighs, fingers splayed out over the floor as you held yourself up. You looked up into the camera with your other hand on your neck, fingers ghosting over a dark bruise he’d left only minutes before the picture had been taken, palm spread over your throat.

He felt his boxers tighten slowly, fingers fumbling with the edges of the photographs in his hands. He slipped the first one off of the pile, revealing the second, which showcased your nude form as you splayed yourself over his bed. Your hands twisted in the covers and your head was thrown back onto the sheets, neck splotchy and covered in his marks.

He tried flipping to the next picture and realized he only had one hand wrapped around the stack of photos, the other one having subconsciously gone to palm his cock through his boxers.

He groaned at the friction of his hand against his clothed cock, hips lifting weakly as he tried gaining more sensation. His eyes traced the skin of your neck, trailing lower to examine the soft joint of lace with your bare skin. He remembered taking the lacy bra off of you only moments after the shoot had ended, hands shaking as the feeling of the metal clasps and soft thick fabric came back to him. He’d slid the straps down your arms, hands coming up to replace your bra in holding your tits. His lips had pressed to the soft skin, tongue laving over your nipple as you arched into his touch.

His cock was achingly hard, painful against the taut fabric of his boxers as he remembered the way you’d gripped his biceps, fingers digging into his skin and leaving marks as he held you, bouncing you up and down on his lap. Your face had been buried in his shoulder, your mouth wide open as drool slowly seeped through his shirt while you rode through your high. He’d called you a messy little thing, wiping the tears from your eyes and lifting you to the bathroom to clean up your dripping cunt.

The reminder of your shaking form slumped lazily against the mirror, face hot as it rested against the cool glass, hands gripping his own and pushing them away from your oversensitive pussy had him reeling, hips shaking with pent up energy as he felt himself teeter on the edge of his own orgasm. He felt a wave deep inside of him, slowly cresting as he remembered the sharp moans you’d let out while taking his fingers into your cunt against the mirror, your breath fogging the glass as you clenched around his hand.

He came with a strangled groan, feeling the fabric below his fingertips stain and the energy leave his body. He twitched for a moment, too enveloped in his pleasure to care about the cleanup situation. He gently set the pictures back in their box, eyes hooded as he took once last glance at your lewd form.

He thought about his plans for your day, first a picnic in the park, then a movie, then a walk downtown, then dinner at an upscale restaurant that he’d booked months in advance. Then he thought once more about the soft curve of your back as you arched into his touch, and the whines that spilled from your lips as he rocked his hips into you.

His hands shook as he typed out a message on your thread, ‘Hey angel, so excited for our day together. But I was wondering, would you be opposed to a change in plans? I’ve got some ideas.’

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theshy1sout · 2 years ago

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Already chapter 2 :D

Sneak peek:

- I'm sorry for leaving our sleepover so early!

- That's okay - Mei yawns loudly. She starts stretching her arms and back, watching as Mk is running around her room and collecting his stuff. - You don't have to apologize every single time. We know you work on weekends

Red Son groans quietly, sitting half-conscious on the floor in a green sleeping bag. His eyes are narrowed and his throat hums gently as he scratches the back of his head. He runs his hair and then rubs his temple, moaning quietly. Mei does her best to ignore it all, focusing her sight on MK. The demon’s morning habit really concerns her since she noticed she also makes an enormous amount of unnecessary noises, informing the whole world about her current mood. She tries to control it in front of Red Son to not sound as if she copycats him for teasing. Which turns out to be extremely hard. Just like now! She thinks “Don’t purr or hum, girl!” and she finds herself smacking and yawning.

- Why are you here? - The demon throws the question in the air. His half-opened eyes don't look at anything specific. Mk stops in the middle of packing his pajamas.

- Who? Me?

- You - The demon doesn't move. His thoughts are probably as messy as his hair. He seems to barely put words together. - You

Mei snorts and collapses into giggles, viewing Red Son's absent face. She grabs her dragon plushie and dares to throw it right at him without any warning. His eyes open wide in shock and stay like that as if not the plushie hit the demon but the reality itself. Mei can’t laugh louder.

- I'm here because we had a sleepover at Mei's house - Mk giggles as Red Son turns at him with his suddenly awakened face.

- I know - The demon grunts. He grabs the plushie just to throw it back at Mei as strongly as she did before. The girl gasps in shock. - I'm asking about the war.

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ninja-knox-ur-sox-off · 3 years ago

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Alright! Happy day, whatever time it is for ya, MONKIE KID SEASON 2 FINALE EPISODES TIME BABY!!! WOOOOOOOOOOOOOO

Gotta say I am a bundle of nerves and nervousness. *inhales* AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH

Okay, that helped a little ksdmfoawgawe Been a bit of a long day, but I am HYPED, and READY FOR SOME MONKEY!!!!!

LETS GOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO

Episode 9: Transformations

[spoilers under cut]

Gosh I love this theme song klMF;OAWEF

Hhhhhh I’m scared LKASMDFO;GWE

HECK

AIGHT, SPIDER QUEEN, WE’RE OFF TO A GREAT START!!!!

Ooo, having waking nightmares, huh? Flashbacks? So many worries. She really has come to the conclusion that she’s in over her head lol ksdmfoawe

The piece of hair falling into her face to signal her distress is kinda hilarious ngl KFMOAWEF

AYYYY GOLIATH!!!! HAVEN’T SEEN YOU SINCE THE SPECIAL!!! NICE TO SEE YOU’RE STILL ALIVE AND KICKING, BUD!!!

Is she barricading herself in there? Like, what’s she doing??

“I’m not gonna let that little lady play me!”

Honey, sweet heart, Spider Queen, darling, it is much too late for that klMF;AWOEF

Bro, you just spent the whole season nabbing powerful artifacts for you, and you think an upgraded spider-mech is gonna do something? Sorry, dude, gotta laugh lKMF;AOWEF

Love the backgrounds in this show so much

And the art in general, animation’s 10/10

WHAT’S UP GREASY FOOL

he squeaks that’s hilarious kmF;HOAWEF

Syntax, sweating on the other side as Spider Queen prepares to crush Huntsmen *wheezing*

Yeah, they can all tell she’s in no mood for back talk, or wise suggestions .

WELP, RIP TO THE SPIDER GANG, PROBABLY ALL BUT HUNTSMEN ARE GETTING CAPTURED OR EVAPORATED, WE’LL SEE HOW THIS GOES AKL;SMDFAOWGWAE

Okay

No idea if she’s repeating her previous plan or if she’s got something else up her sleeve, but like… do you really think the things the girl helped you make are gonna be able to do anything against her??

Just saying SQ, things aren’t looking great for ya RIP AKDMFAOWE

MONKIE KID FAMILY, LETS GOOOOO!!!

And they’re all there!!!!

Except for Wukong, of course, RIP, that Monkey doesn’t know how to be part of a family anymore I guess—

(Macaque, you have a long way to go before you earn a title in this fam, fight me)

WAIT PYJAMA PORTY?? SLEEPOVER??? :D!!! !?!? !!! >:D!!!

*WHEEZING*

NOT SLEEPOVER, JUST GETTING WOKEN UP AT THREE

I want to take a moment to appreciate:

-TANK-TOP PIGSY REAL

-MEI’S BED HEAD, PLEASE, OH MY GODS

-Tang’s night cap, please kLMFA;OEWF

-Sandy deserves to wear Pink all the time

THEY ALL LOOK SO COMFY ASLKMDF;AGAOWEF

Also, slkdfm;aogmawe Animators, giving Pigsy a watch, solely so he can check it in this one scene, lets see how long it stays lkMF;AWOFE

Part of me is concerned that that isn’t really Mk

I swear if it’s Macaque I’ma flip

I WANNA APPRECIATE HOW MK CALLS HIM DEAR SWEET SWEET PIGSY ALL THE TIME, I LIVE FOR IT AM;SDFOHOIWAEF

SHAPESHIFTING TIME?!?!?! SHAPESHIFTING TIME1?!?!??!

PIGSY LOOKING TIRED AS HECK

SO DONE

ASLKDFMA;OWE I LOVE HIM

Mei and Tang, geeking out; Sandy, happy and supportive

And then Pigsy l;KFM;AHGAWOEF

Man just wants some SLEEP

WOOO TRANSFORMATION TIME!!!

If he has cat fingers I’m gonna die laughing /j

When Tang nerds out over Monkey King stuff and he does that face lkMF;AOFNWEF *wheezing*

TANG’S FACE ON ANIMAL BODIES IS NOT SOMETHING I’D EVER THOUGHT I’D SEE *WHEEZING*

HAND

REGULAR HAND ALKMS;GOAOWEFA

WHAT THE FREAKING BUFF TANG REAL

*CRYING*

SANDY AND MEI WITH HEART EYES

PIGSY LOOKING LIKE HE’S BOUTA THROW SOMEBODY OFF THE ROOF ALK;SMDF;GHAOWEIF

you can just tell the animators are having so much fun with this

SHUT UP

SHUT UP NO

I HATE BEING RIGHT

STEVEN UNIVERSE VIBES

EXCEPT INSTEAD OF CAT FINGERS

IT’S PUPPY HAND

I’M GONNA CRY

PLEASE MK

ALSKMF;OGAWOEIFMWEF

*WHEEZING*

EVERYONE, IS SUITABLY DISTURBED

EXCEPT MEI

OF COURSE

PUPPY WHY YOU BITE MEI

DOG NO

Pigsy: Less of a power and more of a… medical emergency.

WHEEZE

I LOVE PIGSY SO MUCH

Mei still loving the feral hand puppy

heck LKMF;AHOAWEF

MK WHAT’S WRONG WITH YOUR OTHER HAND

I love how Pigsy noticed he was hiding it despite the distracting puppy hand kmFOAWEF

WHY ARE THEY MORE FREAKED OUT OVER THE MOP HAND THAN THE PUPPY

CRYING KAMLS;OGAOEF

MOP HAND MK

*falls over*

SUPER HANDY

PUNS

PLEASE THIS SHOW GIVES ME EVERYTHING

Mk, very tired of spiders kLMFOAWEF

I… why they… taking the sign??? Pigsy’s sign???? The sign Mk clearly drew??? But why??? THERE ARE A HUNDRED OTHER SIGNS IN THE CITY, WHY NOT TAKE ONE THAT ISN’T GONNA MAKE THE MONKIE KID CHASE AFTER YOU

Unless that’s their plan

Or perhaps it’s a magic sign since Mk drew it

Heck, guess I’ma just have to wait and see sdkmfaowfe

Feral puppy hand kmFOWEAF

“Why do I always land on my face?”

Mk, I’ve been asking myself that same question. You’re indestructible tho, so you’re good, dw bout it dude kMFOAWEF

Oh he poofed the puppy and mop real speedy like, good for him!!

And he’s just gonna…

chase after them

after a sign…

AFTER WHAT HAPPENED LAST TIME?!?!?!?!

BRO?!!?!?!

YOU SURE YOU WANNA DO THIS?!?!!?!

Hooooo boy

okay, so the sign is just… one amongst many things I guess

KFMAWOEF

Mk, crouched on a pipe: *angry monkey noises*

Oh!! Tiny Mk back!!!

…

MK, THEY WERE TAKING IT TO THE SEWERS, WERE DID YOU THINK THEY WERE GOING?!?!?!!!

I know this is a dire situation, kinda, but Tiny Mk is 10/10

Mk: *smooshes cheeks*

Me: Hey, stop being cute

I wonder if she really would take over the city if she defeated WBS/Lady Bone Demon. Meh. You’re valid Mk, but I don’t think that’s a problem this time around.

SMACK WITH STICK PLANS KAMSF;AOHGWEIFE

I wonder if the rest of the crew just went back to bed kmFOAWE

i really hope not

Also, just… low-key looking for Macaque

He’s gotta be somewhere—

Mk does a lot for his friends. Some of it doesn’t even really matter, or they don’t really care about it. Pigsy could just get a new sign, bud. But, well, Mk *gestures to all of him* lKFMAWEF

Lov u smol lego man <3

“Here… comes… tiny kid.”

THE WAY HE SAID IT KMAS;GAOIWAMF

LOVE THIS SMOL LEGO ALMSD;AOGWE

Spider Queen really do be concerned

Valid I guess, tho it would have been more useful to notice what you were getting into sooner skdmfaowef

I keep thinking back to Minor Key and how WBS’s “My Queen,” went from, like, a “your majesty, I bow to you,” type thing to a “you’re mine,” thing.

This show does a really good job of making me cheer for the used-to-be-big-baddies-but-are-now-minor-villians KMFOAWEF

GOOD JOB MK

MUCH STEALTH

DOING HIS BEST

AKLS;DNFA;OGBOAWE ;A;

SURE, BLAME THE CHILD FOR YOU AGREEING TO CHILL WITH A CREEPY DEMON, SURE SQ, SEEMS REAL SMORT AKSD;MFGAWE

*crying*

Two puppy hands now

getting steven universe flashbacks oh my gods KLMF;OAWEF

THEY’RE LITERALLY JUST STANDING THERE, STARING AT HIM

i mean, to be fair, puppy hands aren’t something you see every day LKFM;AHGAWE

“How bout we fight later when I have hands—“

Your honour I love him klFM;AOAWE

HE JUST

“OKAY BYYYEEEEEEEEEE”

AS;KLDHOWEF

THEIR FACES

Goliath looks mildly bewildered and confused, Syntax looks suitably disquieted, and Huntsman looks like he’s questioning his own existence lk;MF;OAWEG

SPIDER MK REAL

ASDL;KFMOGH;AWE

Just wait he’s gonna get freaked out by it in a sec here

MK WHY *crying* kMF;AAEW

Mk just: UGH BUT ROPE. EW EW EW EW. IT’S AS WEIRD AS I THOUGHT IT WOULD BE. THIS IS SO GROSS!! I’m so gross

ASLDFM;OGHAWE

CRYING AKLMF;AOGHOAWE

MK, HONEY, JUST CHANGE BACK AKLSMD;GAAOWEF

OOP

WATER BREAK TIME

SNATCH A SNACK BE RIGHT BACK

GOT WATER!!

AAAAND PLAY!!

Ah heck, I see we’re back to possession lady

This is fine

OKAY

FEAR

This not-mayor guy Y I K E S ASKDMFA;OGOAWE

Hooooo boy

OKAY, SO, MK SPIDER CREW TEAM UP???

THAT’S WHAT IT LOOKS LIKE IT’S SHAPING UP TO BE

PLEASE I’D VIBE SO HARD WITH IT AKMF;AGOWE

And Syntax is the first to go

Oh boy

HECK

Never thought I’d bee feeling defensive for this guy but BACK OF NOT-MAYOR, DON’T TOUCH THE STRANGE SPIDER MAN

Well

Well then

…

Heck

Wonder what happened to him—

Huh, yeah, Mayor guy buff

WELP, THERE GOES HUNTS AND BIG GUY

WEIRD, I WOULD HAVE PAYED MONEY TO SEE HUNTSMAN MEET HIS END, BUT AFTER THE SANDY EPISODE I CAN’T HATE HIM GOSH DANG IT KMASDF;AGNOA;WIEF

HUNTSMAN YOU CAN’T DIE JUST WHEN I STARTED TO BE OKAY WITH YOU, GET BACK HERE IMMEDIATELY

Oh my gosh, tiny spider Mk

*crying*

You are valid, young monkey.

MK GO MONKEY I’M BEGGING YOU

I just want da monkey

FKLMA;OGHAOWE

When I heard the name of the episode that’s all I was thinking about. I doubt we’ll get it here, but like!! In the future, please

Spider Queen kinda needs that, bud klMFOWAEF

Oh oof, much too late for that, once again

You know what’d be terrifying, is if she freaks out, and then the not-mayor guy comes in while Mk’s hiding tiny and he watches him disintegrate her or something

…

Anyway moving on

OH GOSH, LADY CRYING

*hands tissue*

She’s in trouble now :’D

MK FIGURED IT OUT

LOOK AT THE SMORT BOY

YESSSS

TEAM UP TEAM UP TEAM UP TEAM UP PLEASE

“She scares me too.”

;A;

bro??

*holds gently*

I mean, I knew that but like

HECK YEAH, LOOK AT THAT, SOMEBODY ELSE WHO HE CAN TALK TO ABOUT THIS

Mk admitting he’s scared, even if it’s not to his friends is good. Good job, bud, proud of ya <33

*ugly crying*

Aw man

no team up

…

yet

Mayor guy hasn’t show up yet *cackling *

MONKEY MK??

BIG BUFF MONKEY MK?!?!??!?

OH MY GODS

PLEASE

GORILLA MK

PLEASE YES

AS SOMEONE WHO MADE A GORILA-SONA ONCE AFTER TAKING A QUIZ, THIS IS VERY VALIDATING OH MY GODS ALKSMDF;AOGOAWIEF

AAAAHHHHHHHHHHHH

Y’all, I think gorilla Mk is my new favourite thing kl;MFAOHGWEF

Guess I know what I’m probably gonna be drawing after this kmF;NAOIGAMWEF

I’m kinda waiting for him to accidentally shift into something else lol

Man, spider lady looks scared ;-;

YUP

GORILLA MK MY NEW FAVOURITE THING

I DON’T KNOW WHY BUT IT FILLS ME WITH SEROTONIN

DON’T @ ME I DON’T KNOW WHY ASLK;MDF;ANGVAOIEJOWAEOFM

I’M WHEEZNG

BRO I’M WHEEZING

“I would have made a good Queen.”

“Well that’s definitely not true.”

*WHEEZING*

ASLDKMFA;OGHAOEW

LOVE HIM SO MUCH

LKSMAD;OGHOAWEFM

AW HECK

I SHOULD HAVE KNOWN FUN SHAPESHIFTING SHENANIGANS WOULD ONLY LAST SO LONG

“There’s no running from what she is.”

I’m…

FINE

HECK

boi, what you waiting for, yOU better run—

THIS AGAIN!?!?!

STAY OUT OF MAH BOY’S HEAD AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHHH

SQ COME ON

Spider Queen: I should have left you on that street corner where you were standing

Lady Bone Demon: bUt yA DiDn’T

OH HECK

“Boy, RUN.”

NOTHING IS OKAY

OH HECK

SPIDER CREW?!?!?!?

GUYS1?!?!

ARE THEY FREAKING DEAD1?!?!

HECK

MK WHY YOU STILL STANDING HERE, YOU KNOW YOU GOTTA GO

;A;

BRO

BRO NO

AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH

Bird Mk looks great tho 10/10

Wow, he really straight up left her and ran

Smart, hope he doesn’t think himself a coward because of that

At least he got the sign!!

LK;FM;AOWGOAWEF

EVERYBODY JUST PASSED OUT ON THE ROOF AKLSMDFWE

Come on bro, you gotta tell them

A PILE OF FEATHERS SKDMFA;GHOAWE

Pigsy, why are you crying over your sign, it’s replaceable

Y’ALL NEED TO TAKE BETTER CARE OF YOUR RESIDENT MONKIE KID, HE’S BEING TRAUMATIZED WHILE YOU AREN’T LOOKING

Pigsy, pausing his lamenting over his sign just to sass Tang lk;MF;OAGOAWE

MK GOSH DANG IT

YOU GOTTA TALK TO THEM

OH HECK

SEASON FINALE IS ALL THAT’S LEFT

I’M BIG FEAR

;A;

COME ON, GUYS, PLEASE DON’T LET THIS GO

HE’S SO VERY CLEARLY *waves hands wildly in his direction*

JUST LOOK AT HIM

COME ON

;-;

Pigsy doesn’t pry, but he’s immediately there for him, ready to support him however he’s ready for

OKAY

GUESS I’M CRYING OVER DADSY TODAY

Nice to know that I’m writing Pigsy right

*crying*

LIKE?????? HE’S SO NICE ABOUT IT????

He’s smiling and speaking quieter than usual

BRO1?!?

FREAKING ALKSDMA;OHOAIWEFMAWOEF

DADSY RIGHTS

FIGHT ME I’M GONNA CRY

*punches wall to feel manly again*

Gonna be re-watching that moment for the rest of all time

I can’t believe I’ve been writing Pigsy right LKMF;AOAOEWFE *Sobbing*

Who would even help him train?

Sandy?????

I mean, unless it’s Ping Pong, then Pigsy’s got em kMF;AOEWF

It’s nice that they’re willing to help him train

oh gods, gonna keep crying over dadsy

MEI

ASLK;DMF;AOAIGA;MWEF

MEI OH MY GODS

She’s sleep deprived

Mk sure ain’t laughing as hard as he usually does

hhhhhhhhhh

HOLY CRAP

YEAH AIGHT, END IT WITH THAT CREEPY GIGGLE AIGHT THAT’S NOT TERRIFYING EVERYTHING IS FINE, EVERYTHING IS FINE

NOTHING IS FINE SOMEBODY HOLD ME I’M SCREAMING

ALKSDM;AOAIWEMFGA;BH;AOWIEFA;HGWOEIFMA;WOEFMA;GH;WOIEFMAWE

Okay

So…

Finale

I am so not ready

NOT READY BUT GONNA WATCH IT ANYWAY AFTER I DRINK SOME MORE WATER AND FIND A BLANKET CAUSE IT’S GETTING COLD IN HERE, WHICH IS UNRELATED TO THE CHILLS RELATED TO THE LADY BONE DEMON BUT WHATEVER ;ALSKMFOGHAWOEIFM OFF TO WATCH THE FINALE, WISH ME HECKING LUCK

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thestarswhim · 4 years ago

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MK needs some rest

Summary: “Look, kid, using that much power, your body can’t handle it.”

In which MK didn’t fully recover his strength after the Macaque and DBK situation, and is really trying hard to push through, anyway.

Thankfully, Monkey King intervenes.

Words: 3360

Notes: Has descriptions of anxiety and stress. Since this is in MK’s perspective, Wukong will just be referred as Monkey King throughout the whole fic, but if I end up writing this in Wukong’s perspective as well, that’ll change, or go back and forth between “Monkey King” and “Wukong,” to fit his own perspective.

Enjoy! :D

MK woke up feeling… tired, to put it simply. It had been like this for the past week, and no matter how much rest he got, even when he slept for ten hours given the chance, nothing elevated the hazy daze he felt himself constantly being in. It started after his “training” with Macaque and the fight with the Demon Bull King, and only got worse since then. Maybe that just drained his energy a bit more than usual. Yeah, that made sense, being more exhausted could happen to anyone.

He was doing work just fine, though Pigsy had to yell more and even louder to get his full attention every once in a while, and he may have had missed a few stops while delivering noodles (and had also, probably, dropped more than one bowl when cleaning up the shop. Pigsy was definitely going to take that out of his next paycheck). Then, when he and Mei would hang out and do their usual arcade/porty — party; he meant party — fun, he would zone out for a moment and stare blankly at nothing, lost in thoughts and memories that Mei had to quickly snap him out of. What were those thoughts and memories? … That didn’t matter. He was fine. His friends and family were fine. The city was filled with high energy and bustled with life. Nothing was wrong for now. Everything was fine. He was fine. And tired. Gosh, he was so tired— Anyway— After that, he would go home, with his feet being dragged on the floor by this point, and head straight to bed, not even bothering to change his clothes, or brush his teeth, or do anything. He just let the overwhelming weight of exhaustion that was seeping all the way into his bones to finally pull him into the state of unconsciousness. The dreams that he could barely make out left him shaken in the morning, and, of course, he felt like he never slept in the first place. He groaned in his pillow, fighting the tears of frustration that pushed at his eyes from leaking out.

It was a constant cycle, a routine, and the fact that no major threats had happened ever since the fight didn't make him feel any better. But, that could be the sleep deprivation — if he was sleep deprived because he did sleep — talking.

Today he was supposed to train with Monkey King who throughout the weeks would make him do the smallest of chores, up to the point where he only had to sweep the floor…? He was doing that on purpose, MK knew that much, because where was the life lesson for sweeping the floor? But, all his mentor would say was, "It's never a bad thing to take it easy once in a while," and that was that.

It had been a long day (again) before he finally got to the mountain, the energy he had left already drained and gone, but he was fine. After all, maybe he'd just have to watch paint dry this time. Okay, nevermind, that sounded excruciating and so much worse. “Welcome back!” Monkey King greeted casually, snapping MK back into the present. He blinked. When did he walk over to the cavern?

“Hey…” he greeted back distantly and started to become more and more aware of his surroundings as he looked around, stopping at the sight of Monkey King who jumped off the cloud he always laid on. “So, uh,” he shook his head to regain focus again which he quickly regretted when he got light-headed by the simple action. And now there were small dots in his vision. Great, just what he needed. “What—” he subconsciously rubbed at his eyes with the back of his hand, “what are we doing today— ah!” Monkey King was now in front of him, no warning or any indication that he walked closer at all, and eyed him carefully, brows creased. Before MK could say anything, two hands gently cupped his face and started to move his head around slowly from side to side as a way to examine him. He sucked in a quiet breath from the sudden contact, and had the urge to lean into the warmth the hands were giving off, but stopped himself since he would probably fall over. “You doing okay, bud?” Monkey King asked as softly as he could make his voice be. The kid attempted to nod enthusiastically, but it came out rigid beneath the palm of his hands. “Yup. It’s been a long day, ‘s all,” MK mumbled, though to himself he said that at normal volume. “Really now?” The hands then left MK’s face which apparently were supporting him since he did almost fall over regardless, setting a foot down in front of him to stop that from happening. “Well, there isn’t really much to do today… but you are staying over.” That brought his attention back. He looked up towards his mentor and raised a brow. “Wait, what?” “You’ll be spending the night,” Monkey King explained. “It’ll be for, you know,” he shoved a peach chip in his mouth, “training.” “I feel like you’re starting to use that as an excuse…” “Ehh, no. You’ll learn something from this,” and, again, that was that.

Despite MK’s mind running like a phone on save battery mode right now, a new energy seemed to gradually rise within him as he took a minute to actually process the situation. Would this technically be a sleepover? Having a sleepover with the Monkey King? How many people could say that? His excitement might be muddled by fatigue, but he was still excited! It was just…

“What are we going to do, then?” “First off,” Monkey King put a bag of the peach chips in MK’s hands, “you should eat something. I also got some of the instant noodles you could snack on later.” He stared down at the bag, making him realize that his appetite wasn't really apparent, and inwardly cringed. He hadn’t actually eaten much at all the last few days, only ever having a few dumplings or a bowl of noodles Pigsy would try to make him attempt to eat during break (he could never finish the noodles, though). You’d think he would be starving by how tired he had been, but nope. “I think I’m good for now. I’ll… eat later.” Monkey King looked at him for a moment once more, searching for something, and then hummed thoughtfully. “Okay.” MK let out a breath of relief, and his body slightly untensed. He didn’t think he could stomach anything right now.

“Let’s get watching!” Monkey King announced, carefully taking a hold of MK’s arm, and guiding him over to his house. “Hope you’re a binge-watcher ‘cause it’s a pretty long series. I mean, I’m in it, afterall, so of course it is.” MK let his teacher guide him, not trying to pay any mind to the fact that his legs were basically all sloshy and almost numb, and that Monkey King was holding onto him in the first place. That was new. But, they’re going to be binge-watching? …

Thank. Goodness. “Oh, yeah,” MK waved his hand dismissively as if there was no question needed, “I definitely am! Mei and I stayed up for two days straight one time watching this weird sci-fi movie series. Something to do with a guy named Jim? I don’t know, it was weird.” “Nice! One time I stayed up for about a month straight watching… literally anything.” What!? How was he even still ali— oh, right. Geez, his brain… and was he seeing everything in slow motion now, or…?

And now he was sitting on the couch. … Huh? When did they—? What? He rubbed at his eyes like it would help the dysfunction his state of mind was in, and blinked. Monkey King was turning on the TV in front of MK, and then went over to the couch and sat down next to him. His expression looked… odd for some reason? It wasn’t anger, but he did seem more serious (or was that concern?) compared to how he was moments prior, like something was bothering him. Did something happen? The weird expression instantly changed when he looked over to MK, his smile once again apparent. “There you are, kid. I was worried for a sec there. You, like, totally spaced out on me when I was talking to you.”

“Oh, uh,” MK instinctively rubbed the back of his neck with a sheepish smile, “sorry about that. It’s been a long day.” Didn’t he already say that? He noticed Monkey King’s tail slightly twitch. “Right, right. Good thing we’re taking it easy today.” “‘Cause this is definitely training,” he thought— he said that out loud. “Exactly!” Monkey King then put a hand to MK’s chest and lightly pushed him further into the couch. “Now relax. You’re stiff as a board right now.” MK got sort of surprised by how easy it was for him to be pushed with such minimal force. You could poke him and he would probably go falling instantly. Hopefully, he didn’t feel even worse in the morning. He really, really hoped. This unnerving sensation swelled in his lungs and buzzed throughout his head as he thought of the possibilities of an enemy showing up while he was still like this, or not being able to do his job right at the shop and even as a hero, or be there for anybody, or—

There was a sudden pressure on the top of his head. He inwardly gasped and snapped his head toward the source.

It was one of the monkeys from the mountain.

“Oh,” was all he could breathe out as a few more showed up, one of them resting on Monkey King’s abdomen. The monkey on his head slid off to sit on the couch as well. MK looked back over to the TV when the first episode was starting, and actually tried to relax. It was the Monkey King animated series, he could totally focus on it no problem. ~~~

What was strange was that Monkey King had barely been saying anything while they watched. Maybe a few comments here and there, but other than that, nothing more. MK would have said something, but he wasn’t really paying attention. He didn’t even know what episode they were on. The daze he was still in was even more heavy and dragging, his vision getting hazy as he stared at the screen. The monkey was still on the couch, and MK just realized he had been petting them this whole time.

He felt like he was about to pass out at any moment, he wanted to pass out. But, something in him was saying not to. That if he were to fall asleep now, something, someone, out there would attack. But who? Ugh, why couldn’t he just calm down, and not think dumb thoughts! Everything was fine! Everything was… fine. “White Bone Spirit…” MK froze. His eyes instantly stayed locked on the TV, blocking out all his surroundings. The person on the screen was talking to the group, but the blood pounding in his ears wouldn't let him hear any of the words that were coming out of their mouth. He didn't recognize the name, but something wasn't right. Their white, pure hair, and those eyes. It was like they were staring right at him. Mockingly.

His entire body went ice cold. and he most likely even stopped breathing, but he didn't notice, he didn't care. He had to do something. Now.

"Hey," MK squeaked out, immediately on his feet. "Monkey King? Shouldn't— shouldn't we do some training?" His heart wouldn't stop racing, and his hands and legs became numb. He couldn't feel anything. Too many thoughts were flooding his mind, someone dangerous was out there, and if they wasted any more time...

Monkey King looked up at him, still sitting down. His tail twitched again. "I think it's getting a little late for the kind of training you're thinking of. You got work tomorrow, don't you?"

"Yeah, but I haven't been doing anything for almost two weeks!" MK didn't mean to shout, but his nerves were on end, and they were wasting more time. "Don't you think it's strange that nothing has been happening?"

"Well, yeah, but," Monkey King shifted in his seat, "we can't do much until something does happen."

"Except maybe train?"

Monkey King's face had that bothered expression again. He sighed. "Kid, I don't want you pushing yourself anymore than you already have."

MK formed his hands into fists, tightening them as flashes of purple shadows and blue whispers swept over his mind like a fog, and tried to keep his legs from giving out. "Someone's out there! Uh, maybe. I don't know, but we have to at least do something!"

"...Hey—"

“Because—” MK’s lungs were burning from his now ragged breathing, his mind was spinning, and he barely comprehend that he interrupted his mentor. Tears were starting to form in his eyes. "Because if I'm not ready, then I won’t be good enough, and then everyone will get hurt, and it will all be my fault— “ “Xiaotian.” MK instantly stopped, nothing but his harsh breaths breaking the weird, sudden silence that fell over them. The TV had been long turned off, apparently. Monkey King grabbed his arm again, even more gentler this time, and continued talking. “You’re shaking. Breathe.” He was easily pulled down back on the couch, and Monkey King repositioned himself so he could start… combing through MK’s hair?

It was so careful and… comforting. Strangely, that was what made the tears fall down, one by one, and MK quickly tried to wipe them away. It was like this for a while. Quiet, but a peaceful quiet, except for the hushed sobbing that echoed the room— and when did he start sobbing?

“It’s okay,” Monkey King said, petting his head with a nice, steady rhythm. “You’re safe.”

MK took in slow breaths, now attempting to do what he was told before. He was surprised how he hadn't completely passed out yet, but that didn’t matter at the moment. He was comfortable, and it had been too long (way too long than he had liked) since he truly felt that way.

After his breathing settled down, and he could, well, breathe again, Monkey King decided to speak up.

"Remember when I told you about using too much of your power?"

MK nodded, slowly, the reminder causing certain flashbacks that he had to shake away again.

"Well," he continued, grooming MK's hair more than petting it now, "it really wore you out, and I'm sure you know that," he chuckled the last few words with a tried effort. "You didn't fully recover by the time you had to go and basically fight again. Literally, once you came back, you were thrown into the prey."

"Wait," MK turned his head toward the monkey with narrowed eyes, "so you do still watch me."

He noticed Monkey King's eyes widen before he could cover it up with a side glance. "I… not all the time, no. I just wanted to keep an eye on you for a while." He flicked a piece of dirt that was in MK's hair away.

"Okay…"

"Seriously."

"Mhm…"

Monkey King ruffled his hair and laughed. It was so genuine that MK couldn't help but laugh as well, causing a weight to be lifted off his shoulders, and, wow, was he really feeling the exhaustion hitting him now.

"Anyway," back to the grooming he went, "that's why I was making you take it easy. You need a break so you can fully recover all of your strength which will help you for whatever danger might be out there. It's not always about the physical, you gotta focus on what's inside, too. We'll get to the 'fun' training stuff later, okay?"

"'Kay," MK mumbled, already slipping into a sleepy-like trance. If he had anything else to say, or worry about, he forgot; his eyes closed, and the welcoming blanket of rest enveloped him. Monkey King was saying something, but he sounded too muffled and far away.

The dreams never showed up that night, and he no longer was shaking.

~~~

“Kid!”

He woke up to his nose being pinched, and yelped. His vision only made out colorful blobs that apparently represented someone. “What happened?”

The blob cleared his throat in a failed attempt to hold in a snicker. “Nothing much,” he then shrugged, “except you’ll be late to work in a few minutes, so…” “What!?” MK shot up from the couch and started running straight to the door, everything becoming clearer in his sight of panic. “Oh my gosh, Pigsy’s gonna fire me!” Would he even be able to make it in time? Where would he end up staying once he was fired? Would he be replaced by that delivery bot? No, no, no, no! Definitely not! His hand was already on the doorknob by the time Monkey King appeared right behind him, putting a hand on his shoulder.

“Wait, wait! Slow down. How are you feeling?” MK turned around and started to run in place. “Fine, I guess! But, I have to—” His eyes widened as he realized and stopped his eager bouncing. “I… feel great, actually.” Huh. Monkey King’s eyes lit up, and his smile grew just a bit wider. “Good! Now,” he wrapped an arm around MK, “do you need a ride?”

“...What?”

~~~ After Monkey King shoved the bag of peach chips in MK’s hands again to which he devoured in a surprising matter of seconds, they were now both up in the sky. MK’s hair was flying back as the crisp air of the morning blew on his face, his arms tightly around Monkey King’s torso as they rode along on his cloud. He wasn’t sure how fast they were going, but his face felt numb, so that must have meant something. “I might just have to teach you how to ride this thing soon!” Monkey King yelled, his voice cutting through the rush of wind… somehow.

“That’d be awesome!” He could ride his board with ease, flying a cloud would just be an upgrade. A very, very awesome upgrade. It was hard to talk, though, and close his mouth no less. Ew, what if he swallowed a bug?

Not even a few minutes went by before they were nearing the shop, and MK couldn’t stop grinning when he jumped off safely onto the concrete ground. He wasn’t going to be late!

He spun around to face the Monkey King, who was still standing easily balanced on the cloud with his arms crossed, and waved. “Thanks, Monkey King! For, well, yesterday, and taking me here!” “Anytime, bud.” He hovered over and swiftly fixed up MK’s hair which was all over the place by the wind. “Try to eat something more on your break if you can, and remember,” he gave him one more pat on the shoulder, the features of his face softening, “one step at a time, all right?”

The way Monkey King had been grooming his hair during this time, and how casually he did it, too, like this was something he’d always done, that there was nothing wrong with showing this kind of… affection(?), made MK feel overwhelmed with a certain emotion he couldn't describe. Tears were wanting to well up again for some odd reason, but he smiled and nodded, holding it down.

Monkey King smiled back and proceeded to go on his way into the sky, leaving a gust of wind in his absence.

MK stood there, watching him take off before shaking his head to regain focus, and jogged over to the entrance of the shop. As the door chimed opened, a new sense of determination rose up within him; a new surge of energy buzzed throughout his body. And even though he still had an uneasy feeling, he knew — and he actually believed it this time — that despite whatever could happen…

Everything was fine.

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Notes: This took me weeks to finish, but ayyyye! I love me some of that Hurt/Comfort, and the boy really needs it (especially with what might happen in season 2 OHOHO BOY). While writing this I realized that it’d be interesting to do this in Wukong’s perceptive, soooo... look out for that if I write it 👀

I hope you enjoyed reading it! I haven’t finished a whole fanfic in awhile, so this being over three thousand words is beautiful 🤩👌 Love y’all! Much Love, and many blessings! 💖

#monkie kid #lego monkie kid #monkie kid fanfiction #MK #qi xiaotian #monkey king #sun wukong #hurt/comfort #LMK #fanfiction #fanfic

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ja0-s-blank-canvas-fic · 3 years ago

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Part 2 - Chapter 51 - An Ounce Of Prevention Is Worth A Pound Of Cure

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Heyo! It's update time! Let's find out what Aizawa wants to discuss with Izuku. ^___^ Nothing bad relatively speaking but it does have to deal with a punishment of sorts. You'll see. :P

Oh, as a heads up, I think we might be really close to the end of part 2. Like within the next couple of chapters because I figured out a really good stopping point that just fits so perfectly with this part and all the themes surrounding it. Just wanted to let you know so there's no freaking out like last time. :P But yeah, part 2 will be drawing to a close soon and part 3 will being. How many parts will this AU be, who freaking knows? I certainly don't. We'll just have to wait and see!

Now let's get to the chapter!

Linktree to all the things!

End notes for the chapter are under the line.

See? The punishment isn't so bad. Izuku just has to stand in front of 39 students and a couple of teachers and talk to them about Vigilantism and it's consequences. Easy peasy, right? Thanks goes out to Audrey, Neptuna, Rijus_Hope, gac102, pumabox, TheSilentOak, and Suyumi for helping me figure Izuku's punishment for hiding his relationship with Stain and then pointing him towards Endeavor. :)

Now with this presentation I would very much appreciate ideas for said presentation. Such as laws and consequences of breaking them. Even fun things regarding the history of vigilantes or even examples of known vigilantes. Like maybe an OC someone made could be fun. I dunno. I'm still thinking about what I want to do with that exactly. :P But any and all ideas are welcome as always!

There is a plan to get Shouto away from Endeavor though I won't say what exactly yet. But I do plan to have getting Shouto somewhere safe happening separate to Endeavor getting a healthy dose of karma. As in their not going to be at the same time if that makes sense. But I'll leave you to ponder that on your own. ;P

More progress on Izuku having a dual hero identity! Sh-sh-shout out to Rubyred21 who had suggested Admin as Izuku's potential underground name super long ago. It was somewhere in part 1 I believe. I liked the idea a lot but as I was fleshing this plot point more, I thought the use of Hiro instead was a better choice. It was good suggestion though! So thank you!

There's gonna be a new suit change coming up in the future! :D If anyone has ideas or advice on what to look at for reference or what kind of technology that would involve, please let me know. I do have some ideas in mind but never hurts to brainstorm together! Also I do know that there were some concerns when it came to the scarf. Really I wasn't intending for it to be a permanent feature. Just a temporary homage to Stain before the scarf gets carefully tucked away.

By the way, the pencil costume is canon in this AU. It was referenced back in chapter 14 of part 2 while they were doing Hero names. :P In case you forgot.

Aizawa now knows that Izuku knows about them taking Hitoshi in. Not really surprising that he does but at least now he officially knows. Cause then that could open up the possibilities of potential sleepovers. But really only with Izuku though. I don't see Aizawa allowing Mei and her chaos into their home. And maybe not Shouto either but more just because I think his conspiratorial mind would explode. But anyway, he knows.

Fun Facts About Japan:

So Izuku's presentation detention was partially inspired by the peeps on the discord, but also from an experience I had in Japan. They are very dedicated when it comes to learning English as a second language. So much so they start learning it in elementary school and up through high school and potentially college. They also have associations that focus on practicing English and promoting international relations. For my city we had the Yachiyo International Association (YIA) that put together events and meet ups like flower watching (hanami) or tea ceremonies.

And another kind of event that may have also been in conjunction with city hall and the board of education was a lecture in English. It could be about anything as long as it was in English. I got roped into giving one and basically ranted about the benefits of art education. I hate talking in front of a lot of people but did it anyway and have it as a memory now. It also reminded me of all the times I had to give a short speech in front of all the students when starting at or leaving a school. Just so many eyes on you...it's so nerve-wracking. :P

That's all for now! Hitoshi doesn't want to go home quite yet. What does he want to do with Izuku? We'll find out next time! ^_____^ Hope you enjoyed the chapter and have a great rest of your day. See ya!

#mha #bnha #quirkless au #fanfic #blankcanvasfic #blankcanvasconvictions #midoriya izuku #aizawa shouta #yagi toshinori #shinsou hitoshi #hatsume mei #pro hero power #maijima higari #pro hero power loader

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imagines-bnha-blog · 7 years ago

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Who are Mod Starlight's top 5 boys, top 5 gals, top 5 pros, and top 5 villains? >:D

Ooohhhh that’s a good one!

Top 5 boys i love the all sobs

Todoroki

Midoriya

Shinsou

Kaminari

Mirio

Top 5 girls

Uraraka

Tsuyu

Toru

Mina

Mei

Top 5 pros

All might

Eraserhead

Midnight

Mt. Lady

Present Mic

Top 5 villains

Shigaraki

Dabi

Overhaul

Himiko

Kurogiri

That was so hard T_T

Sleepover Weekend!

#sleepover weekend

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literacures · 5 years ago

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prolog : siapa saya?

selamat malam, dari sini dan sekarang. perkenalkan, nama aku Adisti Putri Junaidi. sebelumnya aku mau menyampaikan, bahwasanya aku memang lebih nyaman mengetik tanpa kapital.. karna ini adalah tulisan nonformal :)

kini, aku berusia 18 tahun. baru saja melepas masa SMA dan akan memulai kehidupan baru di dunia perkuliahan. siapa aku? itu ngga penting. to be honest, ngga banyak hal-hal penting yang harus kalian tau dari aku. aku sama seperti kalian, yang sedang membaca. sama-sama manusia.

seorang manusia dengan pemikiran dan pemahamannya sendiri, berusaha terlihat tegar tiap saat--ketika dunia membentur kepada diri ku dengan semakin keras, dan selalu berusaha membahagiakan orang disekitarnya.

oh iya, ingin menyampaikan juga. di tulisan-tulisan ku selanjutnya, aku mungkin akan banyak membahas hal-hal random. ngga jelas tema nya apa aja, tapi sekarang aku kepikiran buat memberikan penilaian terhadap buku-buku yang aku baca. atau bahasa lainnya.. review. ya, ditulisan selanjutnya aku akan cukup banyak membahas mengenai buku-buku yang berarti bagi ingatan ini. atau jika sedang berkenan membagi pemikiran, akan langsung ku tulis.

sebentar, mau disambung lebih panjang? teman-teman ngga keberatan kan kalau baca bab ini sedikit lebih panjang? kalau ngga apa-apa, silahkan lanjutkan. jika keberatan, sampai sini juga boleh disudahi.

akun Tumblr ini sudah lama aku buat, sejak 2013. saat itu umur ku masih 12 tahun... dan ya, semuda itu. saat itu sedang jamannya quotes-quotes bertebaran di facebook. katanya sih, quotes-quotes dari fanpage itu berasal dari “TUMBLR”. aku bingung saat itu, “apasih tumblr? aplikasi?”

kemudian dengan rasa keingin tahuan yang besar--dan juga waktu gabut yang banyak, aku mencari dan membuat akun Tumblr ku sendiri. akun ini saat itu belum pandai aku manage sama sekali, hanya melihat-lihat post bagus dan ckrek. screenshoot.

kembali mengenai diriku, terlahir pada 13 Mei 2001. ibu bilang, aku lahir saat mati lampu. dan aku lahir tidak seperti adik-adik ku, dimana proses persalinannya di rumah sakit. proses kelahiran ku dibantu oleh seorang bidan. ngga bisa bayangin, sih. gimana proses kelahiran ku saat itu.

gelap, panas, sakit. pasti itu yang ibu rasakan saat itu.

benar-benar nggak kebayang sesulit apa masa 2001 itu bagi ibu dan ayah. melahirkan seorang anak sulung, mungkin saja diharapkan yang lahir itu lelaki--eh, ternyata perempuan. hehehehe. alhamdulillah kan bu, yah?

menurut cerita yang pernah dituturkan ibu, nama depan ku itu Adisti karna saat itu sedang maraknya iklan susu ‘Danc*w’ di TV. saat itu iklan yang diperankan oleh beberapa orang itu merupakan usaha produktor iklan untuk menarik perhatian penonton. bukannya tertarik membeli produknya, ibu malah lebih tertarik ke nama anak yang ada di iklan itu.

terus, aku tumbuh. diajarkan ini, itu, sampai bisa ngomong. di umur ke-3, aku punya adik baru! perempuan lagi. namanya Annisa Putri Junaidi. mirip kan nama kita?

nah terus aku masuk TK B, ngga ada TK A juga sih seingatku. dimasukin ke TK IT Al-Kautsar. banyak teman-temanku disana yang masih aku ingat sampai sekarang. juga, waktu itu mereka pada diundang ke ulang tahun ku yang ke-5. happy. happy. happy. pas TK juga aku udah ikutan les menggambar sama Buk Tati dan juga les Bahasa Inggris sama mama Caca. apa kabar guru-guru ku? semoga sehat selalu dan sedang berbahagia:”)

lanjut, aku dimasukkan ke SDS IT Al-Kautsar. nah mulai SD kelas 1 aku masih lanjut les Bahasa Inggris. les menggambar nya udah off deh kayaknya. terus aku mulai les sempoa juga. kelas 2 aku ikutan les karate. tapi kebanyaka kursus yang aku ikutin itu ngga bertahan lama sih. ngga konsis banget ya bocah :-(

kelas 1 SD di Al-Kautsar aku dimasukin ke kelas 1 Arafan, dan kelas 2 nya di 2 Medinah. inget banget waktu itu ulang tahun ku dirayain lagi di sekolah. i was so happy that time. hai temen-temen lama, udah dapet kuliah kah kalian?

nah, abis itu di tengah jalan... pas naik ke kelas 3, ibu nawarin buat pindah ke SD lain. SD yang sama dengan abang sepupu ku. daerah SD nya juga di dalam komplek Chevron, aku penasaran dong rasanya sekolah di daerah perumahan Amerika. kalau bahasanya dulu, sekolah ‘di dalam’.

dan masih di sekolah yang sama, yaitu sekolah swasta. aku masuk ke kelas 3 E, ketemu temen-temen baru. dan wali kelas nya Pak Irfan deh kalau nggak salah (??)

hanya saja... kelas 3 itu kurang bahagia. ada berita duka, salah satu temen ku meninggal dunia karna ruko nya kebakaran. samar-samar ingatanku, yang aku tau pagi itu aku lewat di depan ruko nya dengan sepeda motor dan sedang dalam perjalan menuju ke sekolah. asap mengepul dari sana. aku terkejut karna orang sangat ramai disana.

kemudian, kabar tak sedap kami dengar sesampainya di sekolah. benar-benar hari yang berat bagi seluruh warna SDS IT Mutiara.

yang aku ingat, Yafiq, adalah anak yang selalu bahagia. agak samar sekarang, tapi ciri fisik nya ia gendut. senang bermain playstation/nintendo, aku lupa. dan ia juga senang memakai parfum tiap saat sholat jum’at akan dimulai.

semoga kamu sedang tersenyum di atas sana ya, fiq. Allah sayang banget sama kamu.

terus lanjut, aku naik ke kelas 4. kelas 4 C. awal masuk tuh aku sempat salah masuk kelas, malah nyasar di kelas 4 D. aku ketemu sahabat baikku, Syifa dan Shafa. syifa, apa kabar sih? aku gaketemu ig mu:”) kelas 4 ini aku ketemu cinta monyet ku. banyak sekali sihir-sihir yang masuk ketubuh ku hingga aku tahan menyukai si ‘dia’ hingga kelas 6.

di kelas 5 aku ketemu si bobpants. cowo aneh, tapi unik. dia suka banget ngechat aku gajelas di facebook.. ngirim stiker spongebob, ngirim emoji, ngirim gambar spongebob, apa aja dah yang penting ngirim sesuatu ke aku. aku gamau nyebut nama dia, karna aku paham dia juga gamau nama nya di sebut. gimana Nuklir UGM mu, boi?

kelas 6 juga aku bahagia banget sih. walaupun banyak nangis nya juga gara-gara Agung, Bima, dan Arzi. trio srikandi yang selalu hobi jahilin aku. tetapi, selain itu aku juga ketemu Luthfia, Ahza, dan Riska. sahabat-sahabat terbaik ku. my ultimate bestie saat itu ya Luteng! kita buka online shop bareng--jualan pocket bag&stuffs-- trus juga aku pernah sleepover di rumah nya. bahagiaa!!

bahkan ketika SMP--aku lanjut di SMPS IT Mutiara--kami masih saling menjalin hubungan monyet itu. tetapi kandas, aku yang memutuskannya. gasuka, LDR.

tapi aku yakin dia udah bahagia banget sekarang, pas aku ngetik ini. lanjut studi di Belanda sih katanya.

SMP benar-benar jadi masa yang memorable banget di aku. karna sekolah Islam, cewe-cowo dipisah kelasnya. dan.... karna itu cewe-cewek jadi suka menggila di kelas.

SHOUTOUT TO DELLA. my prior bestie di SMP yang berhasil nularin gila nya ke aku. Aisya, Zahra, Ahza, Alya, Wilda, Afi, Bela, Indi, Chantika, Aruf, Munop, Delmiza, Nadila, Icha, Lala, Luthfia, Jijah, Fiqa, dan Putri. woi, aku kangen dulu-dulu.

tamat, perpisahan, dan tadaa.. SMA pun di mulai.

layaknya start button ditekan, aku masuk ke SMA negri. SMAN 2 Mandau. nama bekennya itu ‘SMA Piji’ atau SMA Pokok Jengkol. ya, pohon pokok jengkol nya itu kayak landmark deh di kota kecil ku itu.

kelas 10 aku masuk ke kelas 10-8. banyak banget hal yang bikin aku terkejut disana. aku yang pernah ‘dibully’ sama cowo-cowo nya ya harus pandai-pandai banget jaga diri, beradaptasi, dan terus berpestasi.

alhamdulillah sih, walaupun di kelas agak kurang nyaman karna banyak pengalaman buruknya.. aku aktif di luar kelas. aku gabung OSIS SMANDA TP 2016/2017 dan menduduk jabatan inti, bendahara II. maklum lah bangga, SMP daftar jadi OSIS juga tapi gapernah di terima. rencana Allah terbaik lah.

trus yang gapernah aku skip itu English Club. pas SMP aku juga udah sering dibawa kesana-sini pergi lomba Bahasa Inggris--walaupun gapernah menang--jadi masuk English Club itu sebuah keajaiban sih. juga ya walaupun sibuk di luar kelas, aku tetap di 5 besar kok. belajar ku alhamdulillah masih terkejar.

and..... kalau SD aku ketemu cinta monyet ku. di SMA aku ketemu Dilan ku, Romeo ku, Nathan ku, Minke ku, Paul ku, eh-- Ganiku. ea. ea. maklum, aku terlalu banyak dilumuri fiksi-romance. jadi nya pengen ngerangkai masa indah SMA yang dibuai-buaikan orang.

lanjut kelas 11, udah mulai penjurusan. dikit cerita, kelas 10 aku udah tertarik banget-nget-nget sama Hubungan Internasional. noh, mimpinya pengen kerja di PBB. jadi diplomat. bilang ke ortu, walas, pengen ngambil IPS. eh, gadikasih.. malah diayomi aku buat ke IPA aja, aku udah mikir banget sih kalau aku keukeh ngambil HI, ntar pas kuliah masa aku lintas jurusan? :( (spoiler alert!! ; aku bakal bikin post khusus mengenai bermimpi)

akhirnya inget lagi, “RIDHO ALLAH, RIDHO ORANGTUA”. yaudahlah, aku ambil IPA aja. kalau pun aku ngga siap sama Fisika, Kimia, Biologi, bisa dibantu sama kursus.

singkat cerita, mimpi aku pelan pelan aku simpan di laci paling bawah lemari ku. aku masuk ke kelas XI IPA 6. nama kelas kami “Genspam”. ah, gila. baru masuk aja aku udah minder banget lihat isi kelasnya. otak einstein semua woi!

juara-juara di kelas 10 pada numpuk di kelas itu. aku mulai dapat tekanan dari pikiran ku sendiri. “duh gabakal sempat lagi aktif di luar” “duh gabakal sempat lagi pacaran”

akhirnya... aku keluar OSIS, dan kandas hubungan. semester pertama nilai ku tetap naik, namun dalam kelas aku menduduki peringkat 11. anjlok banget kan?:’) mungkin faktor lainnya bukan hanya karna tekanan, aku juga mengikuti 2 event nasional saat itu. yaitu Jambore Nasional Generasi Hijau 2018 dan Forum Pelajar Indonesia ke-10. mata ku jadi terbuka lebar, pikiran ku mengembang, dan aku semakin berani untuk melakukan improvisasi diri.

aku ikut kursus di mapel kimia sama guru kesayangan aku--Kak Wid. baru saat les kimia itu aku benar-benar paham kimia. biologi, masih bisa perlahan-lahan aku angsur dengan membaca. fisika? jangan tanya. aku buntu. benar-benar buntu. dari semester 1-3 pun nilainya stabil. 80.

lanjut, karna dikelilingi lingkungan penuh ambisi aku pun tertular. kelas 12 benar-benar menjadi masa yang ‘nggak ada main-mainnya’ bagi ku. Sastro, Andre, Hazby, Dini, dan teman-teman ngambis ku lainnya. kami udah mulai fokus setahun lagi kami bakal kemana. bakal ngapain.

udah ah, gamau cerita panjang-panjang banget di bagian ini. ntar ada bagian khususnya kok.

SOOOO...

udah bisa sedikit tau ngga, tentang aku? itu belum 1001 cerita sih, memang. cuma ya, aku senang aja kalau ada orang yang mau mendengarkan cerita hidupku. memang ngga banyak yang bisa di petik dari post pertama ku ini. tapi satu hal yang ingin aku sampaikan ke teman-teman semua.

dari kisah di atas, aku terus mengalami perubahan-perubahan yang signifikan. banyak orang baru yang aku temui seiring berjalannya waktu, seiring naiknya jenjang kehidupan kita, semakin banyak tempat yang kita singgahi, maka semakin harus kita mengikuti lingkungan kita itu.

“kamu adalah lingkungan mu.”

kok gitu sih? karna, seiring berjalannya waktu, kamu semakin bertumbuh. diri mu akan ditentukan dengan orang-orang yang mempengaruhi mu, yaitu lingkungan sekitar. kemarin, aku dapat sebuah pesan dari motivator Training Character Andalasian.

“kita semua harus menjadi seperti air yang mengalir, tetapi.. mau mengalir ke septic tank atau ke laut? itu semua terserah kalian.”

sampai sini paham kan, kesimpulan dari ku? aku rasa sudah, kalian kan orang pintar. jika belum, intinya.. teruslah mengelilingi diri mu dengan orang-orang baik. orang yang dapat menularkan energi positifnya ke kita, karna dari itu kita juga dapat--tanpa sadar--menularkan ke orang lain energi positif yang kita terima. demi kehidupan yang lebih baik.

salam sayang dari buku, terima kasih!

#self love #books #dream #ceritahidup #perjalananhidup #myself

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professorsparklepants · 6 years ago

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Okay here's what I got

(short primer: C:KND is a cartoon about kids who are fighting against "oppressive adults"; it's basically an action show colored by every single piece of kid logic, schoolyard legends, and nonsensical parodies the writers would fit in. It's weird and wonderful and imo one of the greatest unrecognized satires of our generation. The "Agents" are assigned numbers as callsigns. Technically the format is "Numbah X" (yes the misspelling is canon, they're all in fourth grade) but I'm just using the pound sign because I'm typing this on my phone. After they turn thirteen they're "decomissioned" by having their memories wiped. Active agents are stationed in groups of five in giant tree houses that are usually growing out of their actual houses. Google it, that shit's hilarious.)

Anyway, the kids:

#???, aka Hana "D.va" Song: her main skill set is piloting the M.E.K.A. suit (Mega Excellent Kombat Armor). A lot of her episodes are about "liberating" video game technology that adults are hiding away so kids are forced to do schoolwork.

#16, aka Lena "Tracer" Oxton: Traveling through history and sving mysteries. Mostly meets random historical figures as kids (e.g. King Arthur or Joan of Arc) but a reoccurring plot is hanging out with KND's historic golden team: #76 (Jack Morrison), #22 (Ana Amari), #40 (Torbjörn Lindholm), #514 (Reinhardt Wilhelm), and #24 (Gabriel Reyes). Her [eight year old voice] *girlfriend* Emily is not in the KND.

#11, aka Lúcio Correia dos Santos: child pop star who also works for the KND because he will NOT turn that music down, Grandma! He's gonna turn it UP! Battles a lot of "kids these days" type adults who want children to be seen and not heard.

#1001, aka Genji Shimada: turned into a super cool cyborg with KND technology after his brother... Idk, turned him into chocolate? I think that happened in one episode. Still harbors a huge crush on former agent Angela Ziegler, and was crushed when she was decomissioned. His home base is definitely a huge cherry tree and definitely growing out of Shimada castle and definitely has faceless ninjas making up the rest of his team.

#27, aka Brigitte Lindholm: sworn enemy of monsters under the bed. Probably has a lot of episodes about literally rescuing people from the monster world under their bed, Pajama Sam style.

#99, aka Fareeha Amari: leader of the KND & also Brigitte's Big Gay Crush. The coolest kid at school. Still has the eye, but it's not a tattoo. She just draws it on every morning on the bus with magic marker.

#1891 aka Winston: lives in the Moon base and runs KND R&D. Still a gorilla. If anyone brings up that gorilla adolescence starts at six he's fully prepared to deflect with the fact that he's a *genetically modified* gorilla. Nobody's ever brought it up.

#106, aka Mei-ling Zhou: I'm pretty sure they used both the "Antarctic research station" plot AND the "cryogenically frozen" plot in canon (even though iirc the second one involved literal popsicles), so her backstory is exactly the same. Battling the adults who want climate change to get rid of snow days forever. Her guns shoot ice cream.

#221, aka Efi Oladele: works with Winston in R&D. Trying to invent a super robot crossing guard that'll protect kids from adults who hate school zones, but she's still working out the bugs.

#512, aka Aleksandra "Zarya" Zaryanova: I don't have anything to say here except that if her treehouse doesn't have chicken legs then what's the GODDAMN point

#Z (yes like the letter), aka Tekharta Zenyatta: idk what Zenyatta is doing or even if he's still a robot but consider: I love him

Others:

Jesse McCree (formerly #six million): the secret double agent who wasn't decommissioned after he turned thirteen. He's also Fareeha's baby-sitter.

Hanzo Shimada: Genji's evil teenage older brother who wants to kill him. Genji goes to a lot of sleepovers.

"Sombra": mysterious rogue agent. A kid who scorns the KND and works with adults, but her real agenda is to expose he secrets kept by both sides of the conflict. Has turned doxxing Santa Klaus into her life's work

Junkrat & Roadhog: teenagers who sometimes team up with the KND to fight adults, but generally just like to cause Chaos

Overwatch except it’s Codename Kids Next Door send tweet

#overwatch #i have good ideas #okay time for work byeeeeee

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ladylavender01-blog · 7 years ago

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Garis Tipis Antara Waktu yang Abadi dan Kita yang Fana

Barangkali, kau orang yang sama sepertiku. Mencoba mencari arti di dunia yang sudah lama kehilangan makna.

Sering aku teringat akan keindahan yang tampak begitu nyata di mata kedua orangtua ku. Mereka melawan takdir dan memperjuangkan cinta mereka. Mereka ambil cacian dan makian yang dilemparkan dunia pada mereka, kemudian mereka bangun istana diatasnya. Bagi seorang gadis kecil, itulah cinta sejati.

“Arrrggghhhhhhhhhh”. Sudah pukul 06.00. Nampaknya tidurku terlalu lelap hingga aku mendengar suara alarmku. Walau mengejutkan, terbangun dari ‘mimpi jatuh’ kali ini benar-benar menyelamatkan hidupku. Dengan wajah setengah kantuk, aku bergegas ke sekolah. hanya seorang gadis biasa yang tinggal di desa. Hari-hari ku dipenuhi canda dan tawa. Aku melihat tanggal di kalender sekolah, 25 Oktober 2014. Sebentar lagi perayaan halloween!

Aku, Ika, Ran, dan Ana sangat ingin merayakan halloween bersama. Kami memutuskan akan mengadakan perayaan kecil dirumahku. Kami mempersiapkan berbagai jenis snack dan minuman. Dan akhirnya hari halloween pun tiba. “Dara, aku kesana jam 5 yaaaa.. Papa ku bilang aku sama Ran boleh nginep” seru sahabatku Ana. “yeaaaay! Akhirnya jadi sleepover nih!”.

“Kalian udah ngantuk? Begadang yuk, kan halloween” Kata adikku Ika sambil nyengir. “Tapi ngantuk Ka…” jawab Ran. “Ah gini ajadeehh, aku kenalin sama temenku ya. Chat aja sama dia biar ngga ngantuk hahahaha”. Dia pun membagikan kontak seorang pria yang juga dari desa kami. Dan itulah awal mula perkenalanku dengannya.

Dika. Tak banyak yang kuketahui tentangnya. Yang kutahu hanyalah dia kakak kelas yang berada satu tingkat diatasku. Perkenalanku dengannya berawal dengan sangat indah, dia sudah seperti kakakku sendiri. Aku menjadi semakin dekat dengannya. Ternyata dia adalah orang yang sangat populer. Hampir semua orang di sekolah tahu siapa dia. Mungkin bisa dikatakan bahwa selama ini aku telah hidup dibawah batu.. ah bukan, tapi dalam kebutaan terhadap pria dan cinta. Lima bulan berlalu, dan kita tiba di tanggal 26 Januari 2015.

Seperti biasa, aku menantikan pesan darinya. ’tuut tuutt’ bunyi getaran hpku. Dengan cepat kuambil dan kubuka pesan darinya “Kamu mau ngga

Mungkin kamu tak pernah sadar bagaimana satu pertanyaan bisa sangat mengubah hidupmu. Aku takkan bercerita banyak tentang perkenalanku dengannya karena apa yang kami lalui adalah hal yang biasa. Tentu saja, hubungan kami tidak berjalan dengan mulus. Hal ini tertutaman karena aku sudah bosan padanya setelah satu bulan berpacaran. Hari itu membuatku sadar, bahwa terkadang, orang yang sangat asik, yang membuat kita nyaman ada baiknya tetap menjadi sahabat. Setidaknya hubungan persahabatan itu tidak akan ternodai oleh cinta yang tidak jelas.

Namun, dia bersikeras untuk tetap menlanjutkan hubungan kami. Pada bulan ke-8 hubungan kami dia memintaku untuk sedikit lebih serius. Bahwa hubungan kami bukan yoyo yang bisa aku lempar dan tarik. Aku mengabaikan perkataannya, lagian untuk apa aku mendengarkannya?

Setelah putus nyambung seperti sandal jepit yang tua selama satu tahun, aku akhirnya menyerah. Aku mencoba untuk lebih menghargainya, dan mencoba menjadi lebih baik. Tahun kedua hubungan kami berjalan dengan lancar. Aku sudah bisa menerimanya dengan segala kekurangannya. Aku juga sudah biasa bertemu dengan keluarganya. Kebaikan ibunya padaku tidak akan pernah kulupakan.

Tapi, layaknya pelangi, sesuatu yang indah sudah pasti tidak akan bertahan lama. Terkadang, manusia suka terlena dan larut dalam kesenangan hingga lupa bahwa hidup ini fana. Begitulah aku saat itu.

Suatu hari di bulan Mei, aku terbangun dari tidur siang ku hanya untuk mendapati sebuah pesan darinya yang bertuliskan “Aku sudah bosan denganmu. Kamu hanya membuang-buang waktuku saja”. Setelah perdebatan yang panjang, dia mengurungkan niatnya dan mengatakan bahwa semuanya baik-baik saja. Tentu, mengingat kembali hal ini, bisa dikatakan bahwa apa yang terjadi diantara kami adalah kesalahanku. Bahwa aku menutup mataku pada niatnya untuk memisahkan diri dariku.

Ok, fast forward ke bulan Juli, aku baru saja balik dari Perancis. Aku pergi selama sebulan. Harusnya aku lebih teliti dalam memperhatikan gerak-geriknya. Dia tak lagi semanis dulu, tak lagi membangunkanku dan mengucapkan selamat tidur kepadaku seperti tahun sebelumnya. Ya, aku melewati detail ini karena dia masih mengatakan bahwa dia rindu denganku. Aku hanya ingin bertemu dengannya.

Seminggu sudah berlalu, aku masih belum bisa bertemu dengannya karena terlalu sibuk dengan urusan kepanitiaan sekolah. Bukannya menjaga diri dengan baik, dia malah mengabariku bahwa dia baru saja mengalami kecelakaan. Aku benar-benar khawatir. “ Sabtu aku kesana ya, aku janji.” “Ngga! Ngapain kamu kesini?! Harusnya kamu ngerti kalo aku mau istirahat! Bukannya malah mau ganggu kesini!” Aku merasa terkena mini heart attack mendengar perkataanya. “Kau bilang kau sayang padaku, bagaimana bisa orang yang kau saying mengganggumu?” pikirku dalam hati. “Oh yaudah Dika, aku kesana minggu ya”. Aku mencoba menutupi kesedihanku.

Aku pergi kerumahnya pada hari minggu, aku sudah tak sabar menemuinya. Keadaannya sudah membaik, lukanya pun tidak parah. Setelah bertukar cerita, aku mengambil hpnya. Password is incorrect. “Lho, Dika, kenapa kamu ganti kata sandi hpmu?” Dia tidak menjawabku. Aku memang tidak pernah punya kesabaran yang banyak, dan saat itu aku tiba-tiba terpikirkan sesuatu. “Kamu pasti udah ada yang lain ya? Jawab aku jujur!” Dia mencoba meyakinkanku bahwa itu tidak benar. Aku tidak mempercayainya. “Ya bener Ra. Gimana? Puas kamu?!”

Apa kau masih ingat tentang mimpi jatuh yang kukatakan diawal ceritaku? Ya begitu pula rasanya saat itu. Bedanya, di mimpi aku bisa langsung terbangun. sedangkan disana, aku merasakan sakitnya jatuh. Dia akhirnya memilih memutuskan hubungan kita, demi dia yang menolakmu tiga tahun sebelumnya. Dia sendiri mengatakan, bahwa gadis itu tidak cantik, dia tidak pintar, tidak tinggi, tidak putih, ya biasa saja. Lalu apa yang membuat gadis itu lebih baik di matanya? Sampai sekarang aku belum mendapat jawaban yang jelas dari pertanyaan ini.

Patah hati benar-benar merusak seseorang. Dia menghancurkan harapan terakhir yang aku miliki setelah perceraian orangtuaku. Aku telah menjadikannya pegangan terakhir, bahwa cinta itu ada dan cinta itu nyata. Bagaimana dia bisa seceroboh itu dengan hatiku?

Yang ada sekarang, diantara sikap dewasa dan kasih sayang yang bisa kumiliki lagi, luka itu masih saja menggerogoti diriku.

Aku memang tak pernah percaya diri, dan kejadian ini benar-benar membuat ku merasa bahwa aku adalah orang yang gagal. Luka yang dia tinggalkan dihatiku membuatku takut berharap lagi.

Aku tidak akan lupa untuk berterima kasih padanya, karena berkat dirinya aku bertemu dengan seorang pemuda yang luar biaasa. Pria ini mengajarkanku untuk menjadi pribadi yang lebih baik, membantuku menjadi lebih dewasa, dan selalu ada untuk menyemangatiku. Jatuh cinta lagi memang bisa memulihkan luka yang ada, dan mengajarkan kita untuk memaafkan, tapi, apa hati benar-benar bisa melupakan kejadian seperti itu?

Orang yang bijak selalu berkata bahwa setiap pertemuan pasti ada hikmahnya. Aku ingin sekali mengetahui apa hikmah dari pertemuan kita,

satu tahun sudah berlalu….dan aku masih mencari.

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Terimakasih sudah meluangkan waktu untuk membaca cerpen saya :D

Ini pertama kali saya menulis cerpen, dan saya harap saya bisa belajar banyak. Jika ada yang memiliki saran tentang judul, cara penulisan, atau mungkin ingin memberitahu bahwa ada pengejaan yang salah, tolong jangan sungkan :D

#cerpen romance

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