#bro i don't even know who the 1% kids in my class were let alone where i could have met them

[ephemeral-winter]

well this is almost certainly true for ross douthat but it's not at all true for me

[kennyomegasweave]

I caved and started watching Never Let Me Go despite usually not watching shows as they air because I like to marathon things. These are my live thoughts on episodes 1-3. Let's go.

Ep. 1:

Damn. The dad got Bruce Wayne'd in the first scene. And on his kid's 18th birthday. Guaranteed he ain't liking his birthday anymore.

This mom is a bad bitch. Nothing better happen to her. Also they're like this 18 year old is in charge of the family and all that and like he's 18. But his mama is a bad bitch.

OOO SHADY UNCLE WE ARE 10 MINUTES IN AND GOT A SHADY UNCLE. And possibly cousin. 👀👀👀

MY MAN HAS SHOWN UP ON A BOAT. Oh I'm guessing he's poor. lol

Oh this rich baby is already struggling. Also he's getting bullied??? Excuse me. He's wealthy???

Did this young man make it to 18 with no friends at school??? What is going on. No wonder he's gonna get sprung on his first friend hired to protect him.

Oh shit my man is fine as hell. I'm stuck.

Oh I figured out why they're bullying the wealthy kid, I think they're all rich kids cause my man showed up and they were like I DONT RECOGNIZE HIS NAME HE LOOKS POOR. lol

"We can wins thousands on playing basketball at lunch cause everyone bets." My man is like ...what. Like some of us are poor Steven. lol

Oh main kid is like LEAVE ME ALONE GO WITH YOUR FRIENDS YOU ALREADY HAVE my baby really has no friends. OMG THE KIDS ARE LIKE YOU KNOW HIS MOM HIRED SOMEONE TO KILL HIS DAD. Y'all is rude as hell. Just you wait until my man becomes his man cause y'all are gonna get WRECKED. I can taste it. lol

Oh shady uncle has shown up. Shady ass bitch. I don't trust him.

MAMA IS A BAD BITCH. Just out here putting shady uncle in his place. Although like I can't 100% say she didn't have her husband killed but I also know that the shady uncle very well may have. TRUST NO BITCH. I just love seeing women slap down men.

Dude this dude is stupid hot I cannot even focus. lol

Baby just realized my man is here as kinda his bodyguard. Like bro that was obvious. Oh baby. He's not handling his babysitter well. He's being rude. Don't be rude. You're gonna fall in love with this boy.

Aww he just asked him to be his friend, not a bodyguard. Baby really is out here alone. That's so sad.

"Your job is to protect Nuengdiao. This could be a lifelong job for you." Well I mean I'm guessing he does and it is cause they're gonna fall in love.

Ep 2:

"Have you ever had eggs Benedict?"

I've never heard of it.

"It's breakfast for rich people."

Why do rich people need so many breakfast dishes?

"So he can chose what he wants." I screamed. Eat the rich. Though I'm guess Palm will be eating the rich later. HEY OH.

Nueng really is precious cause he just doesn't seem to understand he's rich and rich people like don't act this way. Baby just wants friends so badly. lol

Oh here's Palm's dad being like "we are the help we can't be eating at the table" and poor Nueng is like I JUST WANT A FRIEND. I'm guessing Palm's dad is really not gonna handle them falling in love well.

AWW HE WANTED TO DRIVE TO SCHOOL TOGETHER. My boy is just lonely as hell.

Not the teacher picking Palm to speak Mandarin as if he studied it at all. PEOPLE ARE POOR STEVEN.

Oh possible shady cousin is now Palm's tutor. "Oh you're from the beach? You worked on a fishing boat? That's so cool!" He's one step away from like I've never met a poor person before. lol

Oh Palm just learned Nueng gets bullied. He doesn't look pleased. As I said I'm sure these dudes will be getting WRECKED at some point. Also okay maybe shady cousin isn't that bad. But they're clearly not friends.

This class president doesn't seem like a bad dude but I'm also like what is your motive. Oh maybe he's just a good dude? Don't know that, neither does Nueng.

Oh does the cousin who is possibly not shady like the class president? Who is now trying to be close to Nueng? Oh the tangled weave of feelings we have. lol

NUENG JUST PUT PALM'S HAND ON HIS NECK AND PALM IS GETTING THE VAPORS. SAME.

"At school I can be your friend but here I am your employee." Oh baby don't listen to your dad, Nueng wants to be your friend. But also like Nueng you kinda are his boss and like you can't do that.

Oh not shady uncle having his kid there while he's cutting off fingers of dudes. Okay, I'm gonna go with I don't think Chopper is a bad dude. His dad is def wanting a coup. Oh he better not poison Chopper. He seems sweet.

NOT THE UNCLE SAYING WE COULD KILL THEM BOTH. Chopper wasn't even down for cutting off fingers of people stealing and he's like WE COULD KILL YOUR AUNT AND COUSIN to him. SIR.

Chopper better get his man, the Class President, and be cute somewhere away from his flop ass dad.

Aww Nueng just got Palm permission to use the pool in front of his dad. I've only had Nuengdiao for an episode and a half but if anything happened to him I would kill his shitty uncle and everyone else in the room.

What the hell? Y'all are late so you gotta do push-ups? Thailand don't play. Oh snap and here comes Nueng late and the teacher's like oh you don't have to do them. No fucking wonder the kids all make fun of him. Y'all are creating hatred in their hearts.

Oh Class President is Ben. And Chopper is sprung. Chopper's only interested in stocks and bitcoin? Don't do my boy like that. Don't make him a Reddit Bro. Oh he's jealous af. He's also a bad liar. Okay I've only had Chopper for like 15 minutes and I would kill his dad for him. Also, damn Ben just went off about how much he likes Nueng and you can see Chopper's heart breaking.

Oh he wants to watch Palm swim? I get it. He's stupid hot. I understand Nueng in this scene because I am Nueng.

"Music's an art and you play sports." Palm's little offended face. lol

Oh the boldness of Maggie. I like her but it's also like girl how can you see Palm's face watching Nueng play and be like "oh I'm interested in this one." Ma'am. He was stuck hearing Nueng play.

Nueng is jealous of Maggie. Palm is catching feelings for his 100% off limits boss.

Palm straight up whooping those dudes. Nueng was scared and horny. Aww he bought all that man's food. Palm helped him by saving him physically from being robbed and Nueng helped him with money. They compliment each other and they don't even know yet. 🥹🥹🥹

Not Palm showing up and interrupting Nueng and Ben's flirting and being like ABSOLUTELY NOT. A jealous baby. But it's also so sad because like he can't just be cute and flirty with the boy he likes cause he's his employee and just ugh.

"I didn't have any questions, I just thought he was being an ass to you." No baby you were jealous. But it's okay.

Oh Nueng laying it down to Palm and his dad. Just straight up ordering them. I mean, if Palm's dad is so big on "they are our bosses" he's gotta listen to Nueng.

Ben witnessing the potential hit. Are we supposed to think he's shady? Cause I don't want to believe that. I think he was just watching the cute boy he likes cause you know that's what you do in high school.

Nueng 100% has a point. If he's supposed to a leader and in charge, they can't keep him in the dark. But I get Mama's point. That's her baby. She's like absolutely nothing can happen to him. I get that. But also like ma'am how can you be like "take care of him physically and emotionally." Please don't let Nueng think Palm only likes him as an order.

Ep 3:

I do kinda feel for Palm's dad because I get it's kinda like a situation for him cause he is an employee of a wealthy family and he's like "we are the help" and that's never led him wrong before and now Nueng's like breaking norms for his kid and that's gotta be weird. But also like they gonna fall in love dude you gotta accept it. Most people would love it if their kid was taken in by a kind rich man. lol

Nueng just saying "we're a good match. You have muscles I have a brain" and wrecking Palm. Play Usher's U Got It Bad for Palm. lol

Why doesn't Palm have a tie? I need someone familiar with Thai schools to help me. Because I'm really sitting here like "it's cause he's poor." And I know that's not right but it amuses me. lol

That dude trying to bully Palm and Nueng saying not on his watch bitch.

But damn they go hard in Thailand cause they're like YOUR DEAD DAD SUCKED and that's ice cold.

I've gone back to trust no bitch about anyone not Nueng or Palm. Like Ben, why are you asking about Palm? I'm sure it's just cause he's jealous but I'm also like ...is that all? NUENG DON'T TELL BEN ALL THIS. Ben just shooting his shot. I honestly don't know if I don't trust him or if I'm just like LEAVE MY MAN'S MAN ALONE. lol

Palm's assorted button ups are A+ and I would like them in my wardrobe.

Palm really is out here watching Nueng play piano like it's the greatest thing he's ever seen. My boy is sprung.

NO YOU DID NOT DO THAT BENJAMIN. HOW DARE YOU. Fuck off. "I'm the class president I can handle it no one's trying to kill him." Like he didn't witness that motorcycle confrontation. I don't trust him anymore. I don't like this bitch. I don't trust this bitch.

Maggie really out here like Palm come to this party for me. While he's watching Nueng sprung. Ben being all DON'T INVITE HIM. You speak when spoken to, BEN. And nobody fucking spoke to you. Maggie just being like come dance with me." "Girl are you deaf? He wants to get with Jeff." Also Ben being like let's dance together while Nueng's watching Palm dance with a girl all sadly. Get a clue.

Damn. The longing. They are both dancing and they are both dancing with the wrong person who they don't wanna be dancing with. THE LONGING. They keep looking at each other. I don't understand at all how Ben and Maggie are pushing on. It's embarrassing.

Nueng looking at pictures of Ben but thinking of Palm. And getting jealous of Maggie. Girl he don't want Maggie. He's legit sitting in bed day dreaming about dancing with you. Play Slow Dancing in a Burning Room by John Mayer.

Okay. I stil think Mama is a bad bitch but I'm also don't think she may be the best like business person? I don't know. I have no knowledge of business. lol

Also. Where is Chopper? I miss my boy. I am back to thinking he's shady based on nothing except he's clearly sprung on Ben's flop ass but I don't care. I will stand with my wife.

Okay, it's hot but like why does Palm know how to shoot? And shoot so well? He's so mysterious and sexy. Palm says he fights for love. I like that in a man. Also he kept going and Nueng's face was getting more and more thirsty. Same girl. Same.

Oh so now we're getting to the point where I think Nueng is becoming aware of the ~tension~ between them. Yes. Yes god. Nueng is looking at Palm shooting, and shooting well, like he's ready to risk it all in that shooting range. Same girl. SAME.

MY BOY IS HERE. Not Nueng asking him about Ben cause Ben has a crush on him and he's trying to be interested. Don't make my boy give you advice on how to mack on his crush. "He can't stay close to someone." The subtle don't like my man please. Oh Chopper.

NOT SHADY UNCLE SAYING CHOPPER CAN TAKE OVER THE BUSINESS CAUSE NUENGDIAO HAS NO INTEREST. Chopper's already told you he don't want it. Take my SON'S name out your mouth.

Chopper out here like damn Palm you built. This is a homosexual. Shady Uncle really is the worst. And I will not learn his name. He's really out here threatening everyone every two seconds. My dude. Get a grip.

Palm's feelings are hurt cause Ben's hating ass said he was a servant. And Nueng's like no I didn't call you that! But his feelings are still hurt. Sad babies.

That's right Nueng. Put a tracker in your shit. Oh Nueng can't fight. But his man sure can. And that dude fucked up by touching Nueng. Damn he put him in the ICU.

And here's flop ass Ben. "Sorry I didn't help." No need for you sir Nueng's man put a dude in the hospital AND got his necklace back all while you were useless somewhere else.

"Are you scared of me?" Palm, he thought that was hot as hell. Let's be real. And his "you gotta let me get hurt sometimes." Yeah baby I don't think he'll be doing that. Ever. You got a man that will whoop ass for you. Cherish it.

In conclusion. I am so into this show. I'm mad I can't just watch it all in one go. I don't know how I'm supposed to watch all this on only a weekly basis.

1. Nueng and Palm better end up married with two cats and a dog.

2. Chopper is my son, my wife, my confidant, my silly rabbit. He may be shady, we don't know yet, I don't care. I'm prepared to stand with my cancelled wife if it comes to it.

3. I need all of these episodes out like now.

[quirkless-accident]

Elle is the clone of Phantom so who knows she is clone ( for Danny as student and Danny as teacher) .

So in the au Danny as student, would Aizawa adopt both Fentons and Elle as his kids ?

And for au Danny as teacher will Shoto discover the truth and be like " I knew it! You are his clone!!"

"I'm gonna need you to repeat that," Shouta says slowly, looking up at a very nervous Danny. "Just for clarification sake."

"I have a clone and she needs a place to crash," Danny says again. The words in that order still are bizarre, but he looks down and sees Danny's earnestness, and he can't say no.

So that's how Shouta ended up with two very hyperactive half-ghosts annoying the hell out of him.

Since Danny lived in the dorms and Shouta ended up there more often then not, Nezu had made an exception and let Elle stay in the 1-A dorms with Danny. He had explained the whole clone thing as well as he could, and that seemed to intrigue Nezu. Shouta made a mental note to warn Elle.

The cover story was they were siblings. A lot of people knew Jazz my word of mouth, and knew that she wasn't particularly the dating type, let alone a have-a-magically-fourteen-year-old-daughter-right-out-of-high-school type. It worked out, because Danny and Elle looked almost exactly alike, save for the massive height difference. Danny had shot up in height over the past few months and now towered over the entire class. Even Shouta had to look up to talk to him now.

She fit in well enough when she was over. She was finishing up exploring the world, according to Danny. A two year long road trip by herself. Money wasn't a big issue since she could fly and steal food, but any allowance he had been giving Danny and Jazz had gone to Elle without him knowing. It was an disgustingly sweet gesture, and a nice way to give her her freedom while still checking in on her. Now that she was pretty much back, save for the small islands around the country, she had nowhere to stay. So Shouta, for better or for worse, now had three kids.

This, of course, was not mentioned to his class. Hell, they didn't even know Danny and Jazz had been adopted by him. He had wanted to keep it secret, for fear of them accusing him of special treatment. Aizawa hadn't necessarily blamed him for it.

However, her presence was the main cause of gossip around the classroom nowadays. Todoroki is swearing up and down that they look to alike to be just siblings, and Shouta was almost afraid his conspiracy theories would lead him to an actual answer. Danny however, just laughed them off, as if Todoroki wasn't straying to close to the actual truth.

But Elle, for better of for worse, fit seamlessly with his class. The girls adored her, and called her a cuter version of Danny. He knew at least three of them had a crush on his son, but he wasn't going to say anything. Plus it was nice just having another girl around, to help even out the class.

She didn't attend class with them, she wasn't quite old enough. Instead, she left U.A. to go to a middle school Shouta had enrolled her in. On weekends she would either go travel, updating them on her whereabouts, or she would spend the weekend at the dorm kicking Kaminari's ass in Smash Bros. Shouta had to hide his smile ever time he nearly short circuited himself out of frustration. Hell, even Bakugou got along with her, more or less. It was impressive, to say the lease.

Adopting her, it seemed, was rather effortless on his part. He was loving every second of it.

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"No, Midoriya, I'm telling you," Todoroki said, exasperated. "They're more than just siblings."

"How do you figure?" Midoriya asked. The corners of his mouth twitched up in barely contained amusement.

"Because siblings don't look that close unless they're twins," Todoroki stated matter-of-factly. "Not even me and my own siblings look that close. And they act nearly the exact same way, too. And their powers are identical. I've only ever seen that with twins, and they're not twins."

"What do you think they are, then?" Uraraka asked.

"I don't see why this matters," Iida said as he pushed up his glasses. "His familial relationships are none of out business. We should respect their privacy."

"Iida, don't be a buzzkill," Uraraka rolled her eyes. She got support from Todoroki, and Midoriya couldn't hold his grin back any longer as he urged the boy to continue his wild conspiracy theories.

"Maybe one of them is a robot," Todoroki sad. "Or-I don't know. A clone maybe?"

"Do they even have that kind of technology?" Iida asked. If you can't beat them, join them.

"I'm sure the government does, or some mad scientist somewhere out there." Todoroki pressed his lips into a thin line, and Midoriya could practically see the gears turning. Any second now smoke would be coming out of his ears. "But if she is his clone, why is she here now? How come she hasn't been here the whole time? How come Danny doesn't talk about her?"

"Maybe they were separated at birth or something," Midoriya said. He knew he shouldn't encourage this, but it was too funny.

"Elle said she had been traveling, though. But if that's true then where are her parents? Was she traveling alone while they stayed back with Danny? Or was Danny alone with his other sister?"

These were all very good questions. And Todoroki was determined to get answers.

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"Geez, how are you guys so alike?" Mina was asking as the Fenton siblings ate. They both looked at her with the same furrow in their brows, mouth open and food stopped halfway between there and the plate. Even their shoulders hunched the same as they put their silverware down.

"She's my clone," Danny said sarcastically. Elle snorted and elbowed him, earning her a grin in return. Mina just rolled her eyes, ignoring the way Todoroki perked up at the casual statement.

"I knew it," he said as he came over. Midoriya quickly followed, trying and failing to bring his friend back.

"What?" Elle asked, eyebrow raised.

"That's you're clones," Todoroki stated simply. Mina cackled as Danny swallowed his fork from surprise. He coughed and hacked until Elle stuck an intangible hand inside of him and pulled it out. He gave her a thankful nod.

"It was just a joke," Danny said, voice rough.

"No, it's not," Todoroki said. "You're a terrible liar, Danny."

"As your sibling I do agree. You are a terrible liar," Elle said.

"Who's side are you on?" Danny frowned.

"The funny side."

"If she is your sister why was she traveling instead of going to school? And why was she doing it alone? Do your parents know? Were they with her? And if they were, did that mean you were alone?"

He asked his questions, rapid fire, and Danny finally understood why Shouta got a headache from Class 1-A so often. He could feel the pressure building from behind his eye the more Todoroki talked.

"Yeah, he's actually got some good points," Mina said, a finger to her chin.

"She was traveling because she was studying abroad," Danny said smoothly, but as it had already been established, he was a terrible liar.

"Ugh, can we just tell them?" Elle asked, resting her head in her hand. "They're not gonna leave us alone. Besides, from the stories I've heard I know I'm not the weirdest thing you guys have seen."

"We shout probably ask Shouta first," Danny said. A slip of the tongue that nearly had him swallowing his fork again. Elle yanked it from his hand and sat it back down at the table as their three friends stared at him, mouths hanging open.

"Why would you need Sensei's permission?" Mina asked. Danny swallowed and rubbed the back of his neck-a nervous habit he had never been able to fully get rid of.

"Because he may or may not be our dad?"

"What?!" Mina said, jumping around excitedly. "This whole time and you didn't tell us?"

"I didn't want anybody to think I was getting special treatment. Besides, it's still kind of new. I only got adopted like two years ago."

"But Sensei would never let her travel by herself," Midoriya said.

"He didn't know about her until a few days before you guys met her. She-no lie-is my clone."

"So much for asking Shouta," Elle said with a roll of her eyes.

"Really?" Todoroki asked. His voice was quiet, but he was leaning forward, hanging onto Danny's every word. Danny nodded.

"My parents were scientists, and they were friends with this other guy who was obsessed with my mom. He wanted to kill my dad, marry her, and make me his son. It never worked out for him, so he made Elle. She's made from ectoplasm and some of my DNA."

Elle shot finger guns at the small group, not glorifying the story with a response. Vlad was still a touchy subject sometimes.

"Oh my god," Mina said. "You're not lying. He's not lying. You're not lying."

"I am not lying," Danny agreed. "But this stays between us. Please? We don't need more trouble on our backs. And please for the love of all that is holy don't breathe a word about Shouta adopting me. I don't want to be treated differently."

Mina nodded excitedly. "Cross my heart," she said, making the motion over her heart.

"God," Elle said with a fond shake of her head. "Yall are fucking crazy."

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[anileahvictoria]

Inside out (But It's Dyslexic and ADHD) P.S This Actually Happened To Me.

"Good morning, sister Eggbert!"

"Morning, Anileah. Can you take attendance today?"

Drama *yelling into the intercom*: AAAAHH! CODE RED, CODE RED! I REPEAT, WE HAVE A CODE RED!"

Social Skills: Whoa, whoa, whoa, calm down. We'll just use the chalkboard excuse. We've seen plenty of kids use that excuse before.

Self Doubt: It's not gonna work. It's a whiteboard.

Mean Streak: You're kidding me. That's it, this is all your fault, Dyslexia.

Dyslexia: My fault? I didn't put the whiteboard there!

Mean Streak: Yeah, but everyone wouldn't be freaking out if we could actually spell something!

Dyslexia: I can't help it! My brain just shuts off!

Mean Streak: Exactly! Thanks to you, all our brains shut off, so thanks for that, thank you.

Passion: It's ok, Dyslexia. No one blames you. You help us out in a lot of ways!

Mean Streak: Speak for yourself.

"Sure, no problem!" I said, trying to ignore my pounding heart as I walked up to the whiteboard and picked up the marker.

ADHD: Wait, what did we just agree to do?

Mean Streak: Social Skills just agreed to get us all killed.

Social Skills: We had to say something! What was I supposed to do? Say no?

Everyone: YES!

Social Skills: Come on, guys, that would be uncooperative. We don't even have a valid excuse.

Mean Streak: Yes we do, and it's standing right in front of you.

Passion: Don't be mean, Mean Streak. Dyslexia's strengths just lie elsewhere. For example, did you know she is VERY creative?

Mean Streak: Oh, that's wonderful, Passion! Maybe she can write everyone's names in pretty cursive! Oh wait, she can't even read cursive, let alone write it.

Social Skills: Argue about this later, guys. Drama, got any other excuses for us?

Drama: Sure, sure, how about the fact that WE DON'T KNOW EVERYONE'S NAMES!

Social Skills: What? Yes we do.

ADHD: LOL, nope.

Social Skills: What do you mean, 'LOL nope'?

Mean Streak: You never actually introduced us to anyone.

Social Skills: Oh. Yeah, you're right. Sorry guys, that one's on me.

Drama: WE'RE ALL GONNA DIE!

Mean Streak: Of embarrassment.

Social Skills: Wait, there's Landon! We know his name.

Mean Streak: Yeah, but does cross-eyes over there know how to spell it?

"Hey Landon, come write your name down on the board."

ADHD: Oo, good call.

"Uh, isn't that whoever's taking attendance's job?"

ADHD: I take it back.

Sister Eggbert peeked up from her lesson plan, "Yeah, just write their names down as they come in."

ADHD: Busted.

Everyone: Will you shut up already?

Social Skills *taking deep breath*: It's fine, guys, we got thi- DYSLEXIA NO!

"Alright." I say, scribbling 'Landin' onto the board, cringing inside at how sloppy my handwriting was.

I cringed even harder when I heard Landon say, "Um, you spelled my name with an I."

"Oh, yeah, oops." I could hear the gears turning in my brain. "It's with an E, duh."

"Uh, no. L-A-N-^%$#@^*."

Drama: ABORT ABORT! He spelled it too fast! We already failed twice! Give up while we're ahead!

"Wait, what?"

"Yeah. Landon."

"No, no. How'd you spell it?"

"I just told you. L-A-N-$#%^$#. Landon. With an O."

I sighed inwardly with relief at the last sentence. Thank heavens I wouldn't have to ask him to repeat himself a third time.

"Oh, of course! I knew that." I said, trying to laugh it off.

Mean Streak: Dyslexia, not cool.

Social Skills: Yeah, I gotta admit, Dyslexia, that... that was painful.

Passion: It's ok, Dyslexia. One person at a time. Who's next?

Social Skills: Coltrin.

ADHD: YES! My main man Coltrin! We had WAY too much fun sitting next to each other.

Mean Streak: Yeah, that's why sister Eggbert separated you two.

ADHD: Ah, good times, good times.

Social Skills *ignoring ADHD and Mean Streak*: Ok, but this time we're gonna ask him how to spell it BEFORE we attempt to. Ok Dyslexia?

Dyslexia *not paying attention*: Col-trin. Coltrin. Is it with a K or a C?

"Yo Coltrin, how do you spell your name?"

Coltrin lifted his head up from where it was nestled in his arms on his desk, "Seriously, bro?"

Drama: *passes out*.

Mean Streak: Great, now he thinks we're an illiterate idiot.

Self Doubt: Are we?

Passion: No! Of course we aren't!

Social Skills: Ok, ok, I admit, things look bleak, but I can get us out of this.

Passion: Actually, I was thinking we'd let ADHD try.

Everyone except ADHD: WHAT?!

Passion: Well, he does know Coltrin best. Aaand, he's already at the controls...

"Yes, seriously. Dude, Landon literally spells his name like someone misspelling London. For all I know, you spell your name with a C!"

"Dude, my name is spelled with a C."

"C what I mean?!"

Coltrin gave his signature lopsided grin, "Heh, I C what you did there."

I grinned right back, "Dude, you C right through me."

"No one C's you the way I do."

"Duuuude."

"Duuuuuude."

Mean Streak *facepalming*: Great. Now EVERYONE in the class thinks we're idiots. Nice going ADHD.

Social Skills: Actually... ADHD managed to handle a potentially awkward situation with humor.

Mean Streak: Yeah, stupid humor.

Social Skills: I mean, if it works, it works. Well done ADHD.

Drama: Uh, I hate to ruin the moment, BUT WE HAVE TEN STUDENTS INBOUND!

Social skills: Ok team, game plan. #1 from now on, we ask how to spell their names before attempting it on our own.

Self Doubt: What if they speak too fast?

Social Skills: There's no shame in asking them to repeat themselves more slowly.

Mean Streak: Yes, there is.

Social Skills: #2 no one listens to Mean Streak.

Mean Streak: Oh, so it's ok to listen to neurodivergent over there, but not me?

Social Skills: #3 we are going to ignore Mean Streak. And finally, to avoid this situation in the future, we will wait until at least three other students are in class before entering the premises.

Self Doubt: But what if we get here early? We always get here early.

ADHD: Easy, we sleep in.

Social Skills: And risk being late? No way. We'll just wait outside the class or hide in the bathroom or something.

Mean Streak: 'Cause that's not weird.

Social Skills: Whatever, we'll figure something out. Until then, we've got Marin coming in on the right. Dyslexia, does two R's look right?

Dyslexia: Hmm, no, that doesn't look right. I think It's just one.

"Um, it's just one R, Anileah." Marin said sweetly.

"Was just about to fix that."

Social skills: Ee! A cool kid knows our name!

Mean Streak: Of course she does. Unlike some people, she actually pays attention when someone introduces themselves.

ADHD: Don't look at me! How am I supposed to pay attention when Passion is using up all the memory space to remember everyones favorite color?!

Passion: Landon just changed his to blue last week.

ADHD: Whoa. Seriously, how'd you know?

Social Skills: Right. Well, good call, Dyslexia. Passion, the two boys behind her-

Passion: One of them's Noah, the other's Jacob... I think.

ADHD: Naw, Jacob's the tall one who sat down like five minutes ago.

Drama: Five minutes ago?! WELL, WHY DIDN'T YOU SAY SOMETHING?!

ADHD: I thought you already got him.

Social skills *going through the list*: No, I don't see any Jacob. But there's a Joey. We don't have a Joey in our class... Dyslexia?

Dyslexia: Sorry! I didn't know if Jacob was spelled with a K or a C, so I just put Joey. That's short for Jacob, right?

Social Skills *dragging a hand over her face*: No, Joey is short for Joseph, not Jacob.

Dyslexia: W-what?

Social Skills: Try both. *speaking slowly* J-A-C-K-O-B. See if that looks right.

Several agonizing minutes later, after attendance has been successfully completed (more or less).

ADHD: There's something off about Jacob.

Social Skills: Really? He seems fine to me.

ADHD: No, not the boy, dingbat, the name.

Dyslexia: There- there is?

ADHD: Yeah, your J is backward.

Dyslexia: No. Gosh, please no!

ADHD: Mmhm, and your K.

Dyslexia *groaning and burying her face in her hands*: Oh no...

ADHD: J.K! Ha! Get it? Cause I said, your J and K were backward! J.K!

Everyone: SHUT UP!

The End

[qianoir]

IT3D 2 - Galaga vs. ET

𝐏𝐚𝐢𝐫𝐢𝐧𝐠: college students!WayV x Chinese fem!reader

𝐆𝐞𝐧𝐫𝐞: non-idol au, college au

𝐑𝐚𝐭𝐢𝐧𝐠: 18+ (Do not interact if you are under 18)

𝐖𝐚𝐫𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠���: heavy cursing (censored), mentions of sex, nudity, love octogon, foreign humor, overbearing parents

♡ 𝐖𝐨𝐫𝐝 𝐂𝐨𝐮𝐧𝐭: 2.2k

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Preview < 1 < 2 < 3

Your stomach started to churn during the lesson so you pulled out a handful of white rabbit candy from the front pocket of your bag. There was more candy than school supplies in your bag so you generously handed a few each to Xiaojun and Kun, whose empty tummies thanked you greatly. The professor soon closed the lecture and the three of you headed out together.

"I don't suppose either of you guys have dance next?" You ask the two boys with a slight laugh.

Both shook their heads. Kun pulled out his schedule, "I have biology." Xiaojun was searching for something or someone behind you as he spoke, "My next class isn't until 2. I'm gonna go try to find one of my other friends. I'll see you guys later?" Kun and you farewelled Xiaojun’s take off.

"Come on, I'll walk you to the dance studio." Kun offered his arm, which you accepted. "You know where dance class is, but you aren't in it?" Kun shook his head, "One of my friends takes dance, as well. He got so lost this morning, I had to help him find the hall."

"Wow I wish I had a friend like you four hours ago.." You told him, remembering Xuejiao and her useless a.ss. Kun smiled, "He should still be in there. He has like 3 dance classes mixed in his schedule." You took note of this and unlinked your arm from Kun's as he delivered you to the dance hall. "Thank you for walking me."

"No problem. I'll catch you around. Good luck!" Kun waved good-bye as you walked into the studio. Immediately, you were hit with shocking sound waves and saw a few very skilled dancers performing some contemporary urban routine. You walked along the far wall to the back corner of the room to put your stuff down then unpacked your dance clothes and walked into the dressing rooms.

Dressing rooms in China are usually very strictly organized to separate genders. The room you walked into did not clearly decipher what gender it was made for, so you could only hope you chose the correct one. You turned a corner housing unoccupied lockers and.. a man fully clothed in ballet attire.. thankfully. The beautiful Asian man looked up from fixing his tights.

"I'm so sorry I thought this was the women's dressing room!" You stuttered, blushing in uncomfy embarrassment.

The man chuckled at you and stood up straight. "You're fine. Everything on this campus is co-ed." He said with a small eye roll. "Oh.. that's a little.. discomforting.." You said, dragging your eyes to the floor to avoid staring at the beautiful man's beautiful body.

He pointed to your dance clothes. "You're taking ballet?" You nodded. "So am I. The class is about to start.. you should get ready quickly." He walked past you, out into the studio.

The strange encounter gave you chills. You wondered if he was the friend Kun mentioned. After all, he was the fourth Asian guy you had seen today. Am I just like a magnet for cute Asian boys?

Taking his advice, you quickly got dressed and slipped out into the dance room where the instructor was already giving his new term speech. You tried to attract as little attention as possible as you walked to sit in an empty space on the floor, which was a little further ahead from the boy you previously met.

"So enough about myself, let's go around the room and have each of you introduce yourself and tell us about your dance background. Starting with blondie over there." The instructor points to a pretty girl with dyed blonde hair.

"Hi, I'm Hyo Yeon Kim, I'm from Incheon, South Korea and I have been dancing mainly hip hop since I was seven years old."

The class claps and this continues for every student. Then it's his turn. He sits up straight and waves around the room as he introduces himself.

"Hi, I'm Sicheng Dong. I'm from Wenzhou, China and I have specialized in traditional Chinese dance since I was 10 years old."

So Sicheng is his name..

Suddenly, the studio door bursts open with a petite Asian boy panting like he just ran the Great Wall.

"S.. sorry.. I'm late.. I slept through the alarms.. I never set." The boy fixes his dance clothes which were thrown carelessly over his body.

"That's ok, son. Come in and introduce yourself and tell us about your dance history." The instructor motions for him to join the group. The boy suddenly has so much energy and brightly greets us, waving his hand high in the air.

"Hi everyone!! My name is Chittaphon “Ten" Leechaiyapornkul! I'm from Bangkok, Thailand and I have been dancing since the womb!!" Everyone laughs at his personality, except Sicheng, who just rolls his eyes, but still smiles at the bubbly boy. Ten takes a seat on the floor next to Sicheng who offers him a hi-five. I guess all the Asians keep it tight here, huh?

"We're almost done, you there, go ahead." The instructor points to you and you straighten your spine before speaking.

"Hi, I'm Y/N. I'm from Hong Kong and I have been dancing contemporary ballet since I was eight years old."

"Very good, Y/N. I think you will fit in nicely with our ballet class." The instructor nods at you before addressing the whole class, "Right, so we will continue to get into actual dancing in the next class. Thank you all for showing up, even if not on time." Everyone turns to Ten who just smiles cheekily in return. "Class dismissed."

You pick yourself up from the floor and decide to wait until everyone has changed to change yourself, since the idea of co-ed dressing rooms still doesn't sit well in your mind. While you wait in the corner, Ten and Sicheng walk towards you.

“Y/N, right?" Ten asks. "Yes, that's me." You smile. "We should hang out sometime! We have a whole clique of native Chinese friends you could be a part of."

"Actually I think I may have already met some of them. Do you know Dejun Xiao and Kun Qian?"

Ten nods enthusiastically. "Wow small world! I'll add you to a group chat with all of us. Give me your phone!" Ten takes your phone from your hands and starts typing your number on his own. The device is suddenly buzzing with new message notifications as it is returned to your hands.

"I can't be late to my next class- we can meet up later! See you, Y/N!!” Ten rushes out of the studio, leaving you and Sicheng alone in the corner.

"Sorry if he scared you. He can be a bit hyper." Sicheng says with a small grin. You wave him off, "It's fine. You should go change now."

"Are you waiting for me to change so you can be alone in the dressing room?" You stay silent. "If you've been taking dance classes since you were eight, you should learn that going out of your comfort zone is essential." Sicheng teases, but offers another option, "There is a better place to change if you're that uncomfortable with it, come on."

Sicheng leads you into the dressing room where you are met with various colors of boobs and a.ss cracks. You just look up and let Sicheng guide the rest of the way. You hear him giggle at your flushed face. You arrive at a spatial closet that is filled with hi-tech film equipment. "This is one of the theatre storage closets. Xiaojun and I hang out here a lot."

Sicheng looks around the room while you stand there, bag in hand and ready to change. His eyes land on you awaiting awkwardly in front of him and he realizes, "Oh sorry! I'll leave you to change." Sicheng apologizes and rushes out of the closet. You laugh at the quirkiness of the cute boy and start getting dressed up again.

Walking out of the storage closet, you see Sicheng waiting in the empty dressing room. He holds up your schedule as he notices you coming out. "You dropped this and I couldn't help but see you're free for a couple of hours. I was wondering if you wanted to get lunch with me and the rest of the guys in the group chat Ten added you to? My treat." He says, handing back your schedule.

You stuff the paper back into your bag, "I would love to."

"Awesome. Let's go."

The two of you walked around the campus and met up with five other Asian guys by the sculpted fountains, three of them being Xiaojun, Kun, and Ten. Xiaojun and Kun noticed you immediately. "Hey nice to see you again. I see you've met Winwin and Ten." You look at Xiaojun confused. "Winwin?"

"That's my nickname." Sicheng blushes. "You can call me 'Win.' It sounds manlier." He puffs his chest a little.

“Y/N, this is Lucas and Hendery. Hendery is from Macau and Lucas is from Hong Kong, like you!" Kun introduced you and Lucas gave you a hi-five, "Waaah what's up, little Hong Konger!?" You laugh as his hi-five pulls you into a bro-hug, where your face painfully smacks into his hard chest. "It's been a while since I've met someone from my hometown. What are you doing in America?" Lucas asked you.

"My parents wanted me to attend an Ivy League to become the best doctor in Hong Kong, so here I am with painful irony." You answered. "Cool, cool. I'm studying animal biology. I love animals, especially puppies."

"You are a puppy!" Ten calls out and everyone agrees. "We actually have a dog and two cats hidden in our dorm, but don't tell the DA." Lucas puts a finger to his lips.

"GUYS LOOK WHAT I JUST SCORED! THEY'RE GIVING OUT FREE CONDOMS!!"

The annoying, orange-haired, Taiwanese kid from your chem class ran to all of you with like 20 unopened condoms in his hands. All of the guys facepalmed and you just rolled your eyes at more of his immature behavior. Yangyang’s eyes fell on you and hid all of the condoms behind his back as he screeched, "What the hell guys!? Why did you invite a chick to hang out with us?? We can't have a girl knowing our manly secrets!"

"B!tch, you and I both know those aren't going to fit your 5’8” a.ss." You motioned to the golden X-tra large rubbers hiding behind his back. The guys except Yangyang laughed when his face started turning red, proving the accuracy of your assumptions.

"You two know each other?" Asked Xiaojun. "We have a.. history." Yangyang narrowed his eyes at you, stuffing the condoms into his backpack without breaking visual contact. "Get over yourself. We only met this morning." You scoffed. The young boy stuck his tongue out at me like he had done once before.

"Let's go eat. I'm starving." Hendery groans.

The group walks to the dining hall where different restaurants are catered to the students and staff. It was decided to eat at a Hawaiian rooftop grill. You sat near the edge with a great view of Manhattan. Winwin sat on your right with Lucas and Kun next to him. Xiaojun sat across from you with Hendery and Yangyang on his side, and Ten at the front of the long table. You looked over the menu placed in your hands.

"Get whatever you want, ok?" Win told you and you complied with thanks. The guys ordered a bunch of food for the table as well as for themselves; you ordered a simple ahi tuna poke bowl.

Upon the food’s arrival, Kun starts a conversation. "How is everyone's first day going?"

"My professor hit my wrist with a ruler because I said Galaga sucked." Yangyang answered. "You had it coming. You think ET: The Video Game should have made a comeback." Xiaojun attacked.

"None of you fools gave ET a chance." Yangyang crossed his arms and looked away.

"My calc professor ate an egg and bacon biscuit from Tim Hortons, then fell asleep." Win said as he stuffed his cheeks with macaroni salad.

"Did he ever wake up?" You wheezed and asked him.

"No."

"Hendery what's on your neck?"

"He got that good-good on the first day- my man!" Yangyang said with his cheeks full.

"Some kid in my aerophysics class launched a bottle rocket into my neck. It really hurts." Hendery replied, rubbing the sore area.

"D.amn."

...

"This dude in my psych class kinda packing no homo." Everyone groaned at Xiaojun’s comment, Ten just smiled and beamed him up.

Everyone finished eating and you offered to pay for yourself, but Winwin wouldn't allow it. You all walked back to the fountains you had met up. Yangyang, Hendery, and Kun left for their next class together. "What do you have next?" Win asked you. "I have biology." You replied.

"Oh you're with us!" You looked over at Lucas and Ten. Turning back to Winwin, "I'll see you later. Maybe we could have a movie night sometime this week, just you and me?" He proposed. "Sure. That sounds fun. Also thank you for buying me lunch, it was yummy." Win smiled at you. "No problem. I'll text you tonight." You nodded and parted ways with the lovely boy who walked with Xiaojun- the other lovely boy.

You walked off with the three Chinese boys, not looking forward to biology, but glad to spend the hour with your cool new friends.

To be continued…

*DA = dorm advisor

𝘲𝘪𝘢𝘯𝘰𝘪𝘳

[n-blanca-archived]

↳ CLASS 1-A HC’S TO MAKE YOU SMILE (hopefully) 

A/N: i’ve been on class-1a brainrot (yes, all of them. collectively) for SO LONG and honestly? I love it here. romance is all good and dandy but FRIENDSHIP? good shit. 

on that note, these pairings are all platonic! just little things i like about their dynamics or things i think they’d do when they hang out :) feel free to see them as romantic though, not like i can stop you :P

p.s sorry for dipping??? for like months???

genre: fluff

warnings: minor situational angst

→ Denki & Izuku

❑ These two boys are the other’s hype-man, totally. Kaminari absolutely does not mind sitting through Izuku’s ravings about the fluctuating hero rankings, or even just the times where Izuku mutters on and on. 

❑ Kaminari’s been ignored enough times to know that it doesn’t feel good at all to want to talk to someone and for them to sheepishly tell you they’d long since stopped listening. Izuku does the same for Denki, no question. Sometimes Denki starts talking, and he doesn’t really...stop. 

❑ But Izuku finds it’s nice to hang out with the boy, and he doesn’t mind not contributing to the conversation when Denki looks so elated to see someone listening for once. 

❑ While I will forever be the number one advocate for Bakugou tutoring Denki and finding different studying strategies that work for Denki instead of giving up on him, I think Izuku’s just as likely to do that for kami! 

❑ It’s a frustrating first session, but once Izuku’s brian suggests that Kami might just need another method of studying, he takes that idea and runs with it. 

❑ The next week, kami goes to Izuku’s room a little afraid of the freckled boy rejecting him- but to his surprise, Izuku presents him with all types of new study methods, including colored index cards and a home-made sentence reader that covered the entire page except for one line at a time.

❑ (yes, he did tear up for a second.) 

❑ They end up going through that week's chapter in half the time it usually took Denki to get a subject, and they got to play video games afterward! 

→ Ochako & Katsuki

❑ While I don't think the boys in 1-A look down on the girls in the sense of "but they're girls so they are weaker :(" all that much- Katsuki was the first and only one really to make that clear. He didn't see her as something or someone to pity. She was an opponent and a damn capable one at that.

❑ So, yes. Maybe Ochako and Katsuki aren't exactly best friends who'd die for each other. But they’ve proven to each other that if there's someone who'll bring their all to a fight no matter the circumstance, it's each other.

❑ Ochako’s weariness when it came to Katsuki was short lived. It was kind of hard to be so...afraid of someone who treated you better than others seemed to coddle her when she told them she was a hero-in-training. 

❑ It starts small, too. At first it was just teaming up occasionally during class for spars. Then it was going to the gym after school with Katsuki and Eijirou. 

❑ Tiny little hang-outs like that then turn into joining the blonde on his morning runs every once in a while, and eventually Ochako found herself seeking out Bakugou every weekend, and the blonde seemed to be on the same mind-track, too. Every Sunday, when Ochako pulled open the front door, she spotted Katsuki, stretching out in the front lawn, waiting for her. 

❑ (and if they occasionally have breakfast together after their bi-weekly sunday training sessions, then that's their business.)

→ Shouto & Eijirou

❑ them hanging out wasn't really ever. Expected. Like, at all.

❑ but kirishima's shown that he has a knack for weird, almost hostile awkward boys with low friend counts

❑ so shouto fits right in

❑ really it starts when Kirishima finds Shouto in the common room, staring into space. Usually he'd leave him be, but it was weird to see the boy without his group of friends joining him

❑ in an effort to get to know shouto better, kiri offers to play a few rounds of super smash bros,,, and shouto just. blinks. at him. And kiri blinked back for a second before he realizes shouto didn't know what super smash bros was

❑ and of course, to kiri, that's absolute blasphemy

❑ so kiri abandons his trip to the kitchen in favor of sitting next to shouto on the couch, and teaching him how to play as many video games as they could fit in one night

❑ (the first time kiri sees shouto laugh, he can't help the way his face splits into a grin. Todoroki, while not mean, was someone who came off as cold most of the time, so to see him so relaxed made Eijirou feel warm.)

❑ somehow it becomes a regular thing-- shouto would come downstairs, and eventually Kirishima would show up. Sometimes they were both alone, sometimes they were surrounded by their friend groups. But every time without fail, Kirishima would take his place next to shouto, hand him the blue controller that he favored, and turned on the TV to select the first game they'd be playing

❑ (watching Shouto start to gain some of Kirishima's vernacular was also an interesting - read:hilarious - experience)

→ Mina & Yuga

❑break dancing buddies

❑ like. I'm not kidding these two have moves.

❑ well. Mina does, at least. Aoyama gets it pretty quickly but it took him a second to familiarize himself with how your body moves when your break dancing.

❑ aoyama's danced ballet most of his life, so dancing wasn't new to him

❑ but this particular type of dancing was new to him- so of course he reached out to mina after the UA festival

❑ mina, ever the angel, agreed!!!!! Dancing buddies!!!

❑ Mina's also loved dance for a good amount of time

❑ it started in middle school, and just carried into highschool. The idea of being to express yourself with your /body/ was exciting, plus you looked really cool while doing it too!

❑ so when she gets asked by Aoyama to teach him how to breakdance she's nervous, but completely giddy to be able to be someone else's intro to a hobby that was a big part of her life

❑ it's not an uncommon sight to see mina and Aoyama, in their workout clothes, working through moves Step by step with Mina's phone blasting some random song that was beat heavy

❑ (Aoyama would be an interesting extra add on to the bakusquad. Am I wrong? No 🚗)

→ Hanta & Tsuyu

❑ Sero never really interacted with tsuyu, not to say he didn't like her! she just wasn't in his social circle

❑ so to say he felt awkward when he found her in the corner of the library during free period- curled up and sniveling away - was an understatement

❑ still, he put down the fourth issue of a manga he was /really/ looking forward to catching up on, and sat next to her until she calmed down enough to tell him what's wrong

❑ turns out, winter always sucked and made her tired, which made her sad. Added on to the already existing amphibian instincts in her that hated loud noises or too many people, it could get really overwhelming for her

❑ Sero offered to let her into his room whever she wanted to hang out in the quiet, if she felt embarrassed to do so with her closer friends

❑ she seemed surprised, but quickly agreed.

❑ Sero wouldn't tell her, but he often felt the same in a sense. The only two people in his friend group who could be relatively quiet in more personal settings were Bakugou, ironically, and Kirishima. So he often found himself leaving group hang-outs just a little early, to destress in his quiet room.

❑ tsuyu hadn't expected him to stay with her, and especially not offer his room to her whenever she needed to get away. Still, she agreed, knowing she'd probably never take him up on his offer

❑ she was proven wrong three days later, when Ochako squealed about...something.

❑ tsuyu couldn't say for sure what the floaty girl was yelling about. Normally she was attentive, really! But her head was throbbing and she was on the verge of falling asleep then and there when Ochako burst into a loud yell of excitement, startling the frog-like girl

❑ so tsuyu gathered her stuff as quickly as her sluggish body allowed, rushed out a quick goodbye to her baffled friends and made her way to the dorms

❑ the elevator was a struggle, with the humming of the machinery almost lulling her to sleep. She made it out successfully, though due to her drowsiness and increasingly blurring vision, she realized just a little too late that she had wandered down the wrong hallway

❑ sero's name plate made her stutter in her tracks, but after a moment of deliberation that left her swaying on her feet, she knocked as strongly as she could on the thin door, hoping the lanky boy was in his room

❑ thankfully, he was, and he only offered her a small smile before ushering her into the room and guiding her to his bed. Tsuyu thinks she croaked out a tiny "thanks", but she couldn't really be sure

❑ she slept better in those 39 minutes than she had in weeks

❑ after that, tsuyu somehow got into the habit of wandering down the opposite hallway once she left the elevator, and most of the time Sero would open his door when she knocked, only giving her a smile before letting her wander to his bed or, more commonly, the pile of blankets and bean bags he had in a corner of his room.

❑ (she wouldn't admit it, and neither would he, but the times where they walked back to his dorm together once their free period began were their favorites. and the days where tsuyu wasn't so sleepy and they talked for the hour they had weren't so bad, either)

okokok i’m cutting it here since that last section was super long! who knew i had so much to say about hanta and tsuyu ,,,, 

anyway! this was super fun, so i’ll definitely be doing stuff like this more in the future. if you have two characters you’d particularly like to see, don’t be afraid to jump into my ask box! 

[poetofthedyingstars]

you know what. i kind of suck. when i was in kindergarten, my parents dressed up really well - clothes, they usually just wear for special occasion. i was graduating from kinder and well for a small kid, it's a big thing! i had like a medal - 'second honor' my teacher said. my parents were lil happy that they gave me a fast-food chain treat.

when i entered elementary, well. life was pretty shit. i had a pretty much bad influenced on my first grade at school. and there's this girl who ALWAYS steals my food at recess. and kids stuff. second grade was just dumb. third grade was okay - i finally get to attend Recognition Day again. i was top 9 and had a sticker that says Most Neat and Clean. i remember my Dad kind of mocking me about it. most neat and clean? u that good at cleaning at school, you never do that at the house? Top 9 only? woah, bro. thanks i guess. grade 4? pretty good. i had cool friends. i discovered my first favorite artist - Avril Lavigne. puppy love. i managed to well sneak my self into Recognition Day again. as Top 8, if my memory serves me right. grade 5? downright bad. had to adjust to a new environment because my grandparents went back to our hometown and my parents had work so now we moved houses. friends? barely had one. can i still go outside and have some fun? no, never. stricter than ever. school? so fucking bad that my mom would scold me every weekend. so bad that i cry myself every night thinking that i will never be good enough for my parents - i have to do GOOD. i have to. it was a really rough time trying to adjust and i was just so alone. my mom's way of letting out her own steam had always been talking. but being with her 24/7 now makes it so much harder. she literally badmouths me every fucking day. she notices my hair? god, your hair is the worst. looks? uniform? friends??? everything. 6th grade was okay-ish. i have friends. they're okay. i kind of adjusted. my teachers are kind of no better but that's okay. im passing and im still inside the top 10. that's cool! 6th grade was elementary graduation. fun stuffs. i hated the graduation ceremony the most. it was not fucking awesome but okay. not like i can change it now.

7th grade? oh man. first year of high school and you be thinking "i gotta do better now" and i fucking did. i recited a lot. i studied hard. i was president class - that's a first time. never been inside the school council. i get perfect scores in quizzes and long tests. it was awesome. i even get 42/50 at math now. holy shit. that's never happened before. basically. i peaked. best year of my academic career. i even join quiz bees and win :0 ikr?! that's so cool. i was talented and gifted for a while. and my teachers loved me. god i never experienced that kind of love before? i was competitive and consistent and well. anyways. 7th grade had to end and then next year i got into the Pilot Section. 8th grade? hope it's not that harder. it really wasn't but something changed and i had to adjust with the Smart Kids. some of the kids there have been in the pilot fucking section ever since elementary. tf am i doing here. welp. anyways. i still do what i do best. study. quizzes. recites. i can tell that my performance that year wasn't as great as 7th grade because i have lots of competition. in that class, u have to strive and socialize. god u know i can never beat that one student there she was always at the top and i love her for that!!! she's actually quite deemed as perfect which fits her well. im sure she also have struggles bc ive seen some of them but can't help but to be insecure by her. she's so awesome. and im always her SECOND but our averages are always so close to each other. 2 points difference and i could have been the top 1. whatever. as long as im cool alright. haha. 8th grade was sucky but okay. (i also had toxic relationship ☠️ why i had a relationship? don't ask me. i hate myself for it.)

9th grade to now, 10th grade is online class which i won't bother to tell. it SUCKS and we all know how's it been for all of us.

god. it's just. i have nowhere to fit in??? im not a sad gifted burnt out kid. those labels are for u know the ones who's been achieving stuffs since elementary. was never that kind of kid. not overachiever. am i average and normal? as far as my friends are concerned, NO. definitely not. but i know im fucking tired and school definitely sucks.

i just want to be great at things again. i miss that and i just can't do it with online classes. can't. can't. can't.

so hopefully senior year will be BETTER because if i do not achieve any by those 2 remaining years of high school i better just fucking die.

[san-station]

No more sad songs • Bang Chan

Pairing: Bang Chan x Reader

(Fluff & Angst)

WARNING: Broken heart.

↝Word count: 1,9k 

The things you've done for your best friend were uncountable, you would go to hell and beyond to bring him back to you, just like Dante did for Beatrice on his journey through the nine circles of Hell. Having the Lee Minho as your Thing #1 was what people would say: a blessing. But sometimes blessings weren't as great as they sound. Your relationship was a mess, he was known as the mighty fuckboy of SKZ fraternity and you were "Lee Minho's fan", "the girl who chases the unreachable", "the groupie" and more names you've heard around campus. 

People didn't know that you've been friends since you could spell your name correctly, you went to the same school, you lived in the same neighborhood and Minho was the first one to approach the little shy girl who rather play alone with her dolls and paint some flowers than play with the other kids. Minho found you cute and weird (in a good way), you were the only girl that didn't want to give him a kiss or ask to be his friend, so he thought you were unique.

Over the years, you built a beautiful friendship based on him being the cocky fuckboy who dragged the bashful girl to parties; you being the responsible friend who dragged  him to his house before he passed out and gave him painkillers in the morning to get him to his dance major classes. Him, distracting you from your music major homework to watch his new choreography, and more.

Your friendship was like any other friendship... the problem was that you were deeply in love with Minho from the very beginning. You loved everything about him and it hurt, you were in love with the one person who will never see you as more than just a friend because he loved to party, to live the moment and forget about the past, to blindly look forward and annihilate everything in his path, it didn't  matter if his best friend was in the field, he'll destroy her without noticing and, even so, you loved him.

You've been through a lot due to that reckless behavior and he was oblivious, he didn't realize those sad songs you wrote were about him and the things he did impulsively. That time when he kissed the girl with the white dress on Lee Jeno's party leaving you all alone in a place where you didn't  know anyone and ended up calling your friend Changbin to give you a ride back home; the time when you were eating at a restaurant with your other friends to celebrate your birthday and he didn't show up because he was having some fun at the dance studio with his choreo partner and didn't even apologize; that time when he got pretty drunk and kissed you in a SKZ party and then said "I'm sorry, Y/N, I thought you were another girl! Ewwww, I kissed my best friend this is so weird" and started laughing his ass off. 

He never notice the tears in your eyes when he did all of that, he never stopped to ask how you were or if you wanted to go when you felt so unhappy on those parties. And you still did everything for him because he had your heart, yet, he was so stupid to understand it. All your friends knew it. Well, they all could read your lyrics and play your beats and be aware of your feelings towards Minho.

Now you were at the music studio with your fellow partners and friends: 3Racha, also known as Bang Chan, Seo Changbin and Han Jisung. Your appointment for today was creating two different beats with the same lyrics to see how flexible it could be, but all you were thinking were gloomy melodies and heartbroken songs.

The australian boy gave his friends a concerned look and text them on their group chat. 

∼3RACHA Bros∼

Chan: I think it's Minho again... 

Jisung: Yeah, saw him yesterday, he REALLY had some fun lololol

Changbin: Hyung, do something... this isn't working.

Chan: Why me???

Changbin: you're good with words :D

Chan: We all literally are good with words, Bin.

Jisung: c'mon Hyung, she'll listen to you, you have like a thing lol

Chan: ????

Changbin: Make her happy or we won't buy you food :D

Chan: I hate both of you...  

Jisung got up from his sit in front of you and you looked up at him immediately. Changbin stood up as well and smiled at Chan. 

"We're gonna buy pizza for the rest of the evening", Changbin said fixing the black beanie on his head. Jisung grabbed Chan's wallet over the table and he groaned.

"For real?", Chan questioned rolling his eyes and sitting back on his chair. The laptop in front of him stopped playing the track he was working on and stared at Jisung. 

"We'll be back soon", Changbin said again and, before getting out of the room, he turned to you and groaned. 

"And pleaseeee, I'm begging you, Y/N, no more sad songs", he pouted. 

Jisung pushed him outside the room and yelled: "yeah! I'm the sentimental boy of the group, please, be happy for once, girl!" 

You tensed and lower you gaze to your lyrics book tracing the words with your fingers. Chan sighed at the view of your dispirited body and sat next to you, closer.

"Let's talk about... the beautiful day!", Chan panicked a little and smiled at you brightly. You didn't see him, you couldn't find in yourself any strength to put a smile on your face or even willing to, it didn't worth it.

"I'm not in the mood, Channie", your voice sounded like a sweet whisper. If Chan wouldn't have gotten that closer, he wouldn't have listened.

"Would you like to talk about it?", he asked pouting. He really wanted to make you smile, it warmed his heart watching your amusement. Right now he felt sick watching you so depressed, he could feel as if all his energy would've left his body and needed proper sleep to regain the power or the enthusiasm he required for you to feel something more than sadness. He heard you sighed.

"Yesterday, in Mark's party... Minho was making out with like four different people at the same time while I was sitting on the couch waiting for him to go back home." You closed your eyes, images of last night travelled through your mind making you whimper. "It hurts so much..." 

Chan kept silence, his breath was heavy, his eyes were on your face as you finally saw his expression and you got worried.  

"Don't look at me like that, I'm gonna be fine soon!", you reassured him.

"It's just that... I've told you the truth about him so many times and you're still not over him, Y/N", Chan caressed a strand of your hair avoiding your hurt gaze. 

"It's not that easy, you know? We've known each other since first grade... I've loved him since...", Chan frowned and hummed for a second. 

"How could you tell it was real love when you basically were thinking about dolls and candies?”, he spoke calmly, pronouncing every word slowly for you to process the question. You frowned and opened your mouth, yet, Chan interrupted.

“Tell me something... Has he ever told you that he loves you? Has he ever thanked you for everything you've done for him?”, once again, he caressed your hair and stared deeply into your soul, his brown eyes made you swallow hard trying to remember a moment when all those things happened. 

“Has he ever compliment you about your work? About your incredible music?”, he continued as the voices in your head screamed the real answer. 

“Sometimes… I think...”, you finally mumbled and sighed in defeat. Chan was right, Minho had only said good things about her when she did him a favour, when he asked for things and she was there to help him; when he was tired of listening to her complains, he would say something nice to make her stop.

Your lips trembled as you tried to speak, but nothing came out, so Chan grabbed your hands and squeezed them. 

“Y/N, you love someone who's too selfish to realize you've been crushing on him for years, I think it's time for you to understand that you have to move on or you're going to keep hurting yourself even more than you are right now”, his voice, in a way, made you feel safe, it made you feel that the decision you’d make was the right one, that there are others who could make you a better version of yourself, make you believe you were loved. Chan’s voice was really one of those who you wanted to hear before going to sleep and when you wake up. Chan always took care of your feelings trying to make you smile even when you had to write a sad song, even when you cried the whole night because Minho forgot your birthday, even when you were so fragile you could broke by negative thoughts. Chan was there and that was the most important thing in your life right now. You sniffed and avoided his gaze, it started to burn your cheeks unexpectedly.

“The past sometimes brings us joy, you have your good memories with him, he’s your best friend, for God sakes!”, he scoffed in disbelieve and that made you chuckled, his eyes became crescent moons when he smiled at that gesture.

“The love meter you have right here”, his right finger pointed the left side of your chest. “...you need to low that status a little. From 'I'm in love with Minho' to 'I love my best friend as much as he loves me, as a friend' and keep looking forward because you're a strong woman, okay?”, your seriously thought your body was on fire, your hands holding his made your stomach growl and you giggled due to his words. 

“You are beautiful, Y/N, you are an amazing person and you have the kindest heart... Give it to someone who will appreciate everything you're willing to give and embrace real love…”, Chan died a little inside when he saw the effect of his words on you, you were shining, cheeks with a pink shade of embarrassment and giggling like a teenager girl. His heart was racing out of control but on the outside he seemed relaxed.

“Thank you, Channie… I really appreciate it”, you said trying to stop your smile from growing bigger.  

“I promise that, once you forget about that crush, you’ll find someone who would be there for you in the good and bad moments”, he pinched your blushed cheeks. He stood up and you thought he was going to sit on his chair a few meters away from you, but he actually grabbed his laptop and sat on your side. 

“So, what about we start making a happy beat for your lyrics?”, you nodded and opened again you lyrics book. 

Both of you began to work on the melodies and changed a lot of the lyrics as they were too depressing. An hour and a half later, Changbin and Jisung came back with the pizza they promised and watched the joyful atmosphere around you. At the end of the day, you made two flexible tracks for your appointment and ignored the messages Minho had sent you inviting you to another party. You laughed when Jisung was making fun of Changbin, you laughed as Changbin was complaining about Jisung, you laughed when Chan laughed, you were happy there having your own party and you couldn’t think of any sad songs anymore. 

Masterlist

[axther]

Heyo, can I get a bnha matchup? I'm a bisexual ENTP, but am mistaken as an introvert often due to being bad at social interaction and liking alone time. I talk a lot with people I'm comfortable with though. Sometimes I joke in serious situations. I don't worry that much and am carefree, though I can get randomly anxious sometimes. I'm a bit bad with emotions, but I've been told I can cheer people up because I'm optimistic. I'm a deep thinker and have been told a lot I'm smart.

Fnkdaofdnskao i really took a hot second with this one tbh 🥴 but here u go!! Also, since there was no gender listed, i just went w they/them pronouns!! If u want smth different, then just hmu and i can change it!! Also, i am so sorry i made the second one as more of a scenario?? And it was...oof. yikes. Sorry. This has become my style. Scenarios disguised as matchups. Im a liar 

AS OF 05/25/2020 IM A LIAR ITS OUT TONIGHTTTT

#1 is…Denki! 

okokokokok SO

Y’all meet during a training exercise! 

It’s something similar to USJ, except it’s across several different schools and classes

And y’all had to find a bunch of objects 

So there’s a mixed bundle of people 

It’s a sort of competition

And everyone is sweating bullets 

And honestly??

You’re just vibin

And i mean this like, you don’t really seem concerned. 

You’re just chilling while everyone’s fighting, trying to find the best solution. 

Naturally, you’re worried, too

But you know that it’s kinda useless to try and talk over Monoma and Bakugou 

Now

Denki’s staying pretty quiet, too. 

While it looks like he’s just vibing, too, but honestly? 

He’s crazy nervous 

Because here are all these super talented heroes-to-be, he feels like he’s gonna be glossed over 

So as everyone’s duking it out, the two of you are just kinda...hanging in there

Now the thing is 

You guys are avoiding eye contact. 

Not in the sense of ‘oh my god, you atrocity to man,’ 

But in the ‘two bros chilling in a hot tub’ way. 

So as the entire thing is falling on its head

You look over and notice that he’s trying desperately to remain chill. 

He’s kinda fiddling with himself

And you nudge him a bit 

And as he turns to look at you, you may or may not be screaming ‘what the FUCK did I just do??????’ in your head

But when he faces you, you just give him a thumbs up 

Like that 

And he’s kinda at a loss 

But he takes it, and gives you a smile and a big ol’ thumbs-up, too!! 

There’s no interaction again, until he nudges you 

“Do you think they’ll come up with something?” 

You shrug. 

“Considering that the only brain cell in my class went to the Class Rep, and it doesn’t look like these guys their class brain cell, I don’t think so.” 

Denki pulls back a snort before wiping his smirk off his face. 

“Do you think...we could try? On our own?” 

“Maybe.” You shrug again. “You’re the shock quirk user, right?” 

Denki is stunned

Did someone remember him? 

Woah

From here on out consider him whipped 

“Yeah! What’s your quirk?” 

“Crystallian.” 

You watch his face go through a journey of emotions before settling on muffled confusion. 

“Warping, basic elemental magic.” You play with some of your hair. “It’s all tied to a crystal I keep at home. If it’s safe, I’m safe.” 

Denki nods.

He hadn’t heard of quirks where they have a variety of unrelated uses 

But he’s there for it!! 

You two begin to make your own plan to succeed in the exercise 

And once y’all look over and realise that the arguing isn’t going to change, thanks to Monoma egging Bakugou on 

Y’all dip 

And by that, I mean you warp him and yourself to the highest point in the building 

Took one (1) look at the lights 

Shared a glance 

And y’all took out the power

Within about thirty minutes, y’all have all the goods!! 

Most folks are still trying to get used to the lack of light

So when your group presents the stuff to the teachers, Aizawa is tired but takes it 

And so you guys pass!! 

You and Denki talk more after 

And he finds out that you’re part of a special school for kids with special quirks

Which off the bat sounds really bad 

But you meet folks that are like you

and you tell him that he’d probably fit right in. 

He’s over the moon!!! For once!! 

Someone that takes him seriously!! 

Y’all exchange numbers and the entire class can’t begin to fathom that holy shit Denki Kaminari got a s/o before anyone else in the class

Throws them all for a loop

And meanwhile Denki’s thriving w hugs and cuddles 

#2 is…Momo! 

Momo is...complicated

She’s in a rich family with a strong quirk

She’s got more than enough pressure on her shoulders

Especially since she was in 1-A, so the entire literal country of Japan has their eyes on her 

And all the while she’s doing her best to focus, focus, focus

She wanted one day where she could be like Mina, Ochako, Tooru, Jirou, Tsu…

Normal.

So she does it

One morning, while her parents are gone, and before anyone else is awake

She ties her hair up and places it into a gaudy blonde wig 

(Which was a massive pain in the ass, but that was the price of freedom) 

She dons sunglasses, an outfit that in any other case she would die being caught in

Leaves her phone on her bed

Tiptoes down the stairs 

And leaves 

The moment she’s past the gates of her house and out of view, she lets out an enormous sigh 

She has no idea what she’s going to do 

But her heart races a little, because that was the beauty of it!!

She finally had no rules, short of the law 

So she waltzes down the road, the city wakes up, and as the first hour drips by, she notices a distinct wave of youth

They’re not doing much, just relaxing in cafes and alleys

and Momo wonders if anyone is planning to send truant police

but considering she’s doing the same exact thing, she’s not gonna call them out  

But as she passes by an arcade, she notices a group

They’re a bit more subdued than most of the others, just watching one of their friends play a dancing game and fail horribly

But most notably, Momo sees you 

You’re snorting at the lanky girl who’s tripping over her own feet, but at the same time, it looks like you’re cheering her on 

Momo’s curious, of course, but she also doesn’t want to intrude 

But then one of them, a boy, turns and waves her over

She jumps because oh my god and makes her way over 

“Hey, did you want to play? Sorry that Tsukki was hogging the game.” The boy says, and you turn and glance at her. 

At first, Momo’s wondering if she should really join in, but then she sees you, fully…

Ohnotheyrehot.jpg

Unfortunately, you seem a bit closed off because you start talking to the last member of the party 

Momo brushes it off and nods quickly

because goddamnit that’s what she’s here for

being a normal teenager

So she starts playing Tsukki

And Momo wipes the floor with her 

Tsukki takes it well, fortunately, but it sparks conversation 

“Where’d you learn to play?” The boy, Seong-Jin, kept on asking 

Momo wasn’t crazy comfortable telling the Korean transfer student that she had ballroom classes 

But as she’s about to make an excuse

She sees Present Mic out of the corner of her eye 

And immediately panics 

But before she can tell the four that she needs to hide, you come in clutch

You notice her look of panic and take off your jacket

And you drape it over her and pull up the hoodie. 

At that point, all you can see is the bottom half of her face 

(seeing as she never took off her sunglasses) 

And a tuft of blonde hair 

Present Mic even pops by for a second to ask how the kids were doing, and he didn’t recognise Momo

So crisis averted 

Almost immediately afterwards, the five bail from the arcade and ask Momo why she freaked out 

But then you speak up 

“She doesn’t have to tell us. But next time you might need to bail, feel free.” 

You gave her a soft smile, and when I tell you Momo’s face lights up 

You two stick together for the rest of the day 

And Seong-Jin, Tsukki, and the last person, Keito, are here for it

Bit by bit, they start separating into groups 

That is, the Momo/YN group and the Everyone Else group 

Soon enough, the three disappear to do something while Tsukki is shouting

And you and momo decide to take a break by a cafe, on a wall with foliage hitting your back 

and you guys are talking as the sun begins to set 

You guys talk about everything and anything 

And Momo confesses it was the most fun she had in years 

The way you talk to her is almost methodical, with how you seemed to tip toe around any insinuations or trauma.

“I know I only met you today, but if you ever need a place to crash…”  

You trail off, playing a bit with your hands, but more out of awkwardness than anxiety.

Momo’s heart swells. 

She manages out a ‘thank you’ before hesitantly leaning on your shoulder 

And you take a deeeepp breath in 

But you don’t nudge her off

And slowly she begins to fall asleep, and her wig is tilted and her sunglasses are askew

but you glance at her out of the corner of your eyes and give a soft smile 

(that was not the last time you two met, and five years later at the altar, she’s wearing the same damn wig) 

#3 is...Kirishima! 

PINING

This sounds really simple 

But Kirishima would absolutely pine after you for 3.8 million years

Y’all went to the same middle school and you were friends 

And he’s all over you 

Sometime between the first and third year of middle school he just fell head over heels 

And so he tags along with you the entire time 

But after the Giant Figure incident, and he says he’s won’t go to U.A., you get lowkey pissed 

You tell him that he’s worked so hard, he’s come so far, why give up now, he’s only fourteen for god’s sake. 

But he doesn’t listen

And you two don’t talk after that 

After he decides to go for it and not live a life of regrets, he’s doing his best to become someone he wants to be 

But the biggest looming regret he had was the fallout with you

And it was a nasty fall out-parents stopped talking, kids took sides, teachers knew 

You went to a completely different school than what he thought you were

And he was pretty sure that due to the fallout and the constant movement of time, you changed your number 

So he knew it wasn’t going to be as easy as just saying ‘You were right, sorry.’ 

It starts consuming him

Half of U.A. knows that he’s thinking about something 

But it comes to a head when he’s sparring against Bakugou 

And all he’s really doing is blocking

And bakugou loses his shit

“Get your fucking head out of the clouds and focus!” 

“Sorry, dude!” 

“What the fuck has you acting so damn stupid?” 

Kirishima tells Bakugou, who gets it, but doesn’t really try to help 

“Just tell her.” He hisses 

But Kirishima’s nervous 

And by the end of the week, he’s gotten a flurry of suggestions 

People are coming up to him left and right, telling him what to do

And he just gets overwhelmed

On Saturday, he locks himself in his room until Mina knocks 

She comes in and they start talking about you 

And she mentions that she has your number, and that it really would matter if Kirishima was the one to text first

“YN supported you, and then it got rubbed in the dirt, and then ignored again. You need to be the one to say it, honestly, otherwise it’ll mean nothing.” 

So he gets to work

He spends the rest of saturday trying to write it all out his emotions 

But eventually he gives on getting them all neat and tidy, and just lets them ooze out 

Sunday morning he gets up early and types it all out, willing his hands not to shake too much 

Mina and Bakugou are there with him, and though Mina keeps making jokes and Bakugou doesn’t offer much in way of help, they’re there to support him 

So when he sends it and lets out a sigh, Bakugou pats him on the back

“And now, we wait.” Mina murmurs, watching the phone with wide eyes. 

And watching

And watching

And watching

And three days pass before Kirishima gets any sort of response 

He’s expecting to be chewed out, to get the text equivalent of a teary welcome back

Not fucking eight ball. 

But he clicks on it 

And he wins, surprisingly 

There’s a moment between his win and your text where he doesn’t dare breathe, just stand still 

Before you text back 

So. 

ur in ua huh 

guess you did it after all. 

Yeah. 

Again, sorry. I didn’t think a lot of stuff through back then. 

figures lmao 

u free next week? 

For you? 

I always am. 

[scientistowengottlieb-newtkelly]

10 Year Picrew

tagged by @cheesedemarco so i might as well do this hjskgjksjfjgk thanks bro 💕

2010

~2nd grade, 7-8 yrs old

- loved or thought they loved the color pink Wholeheartedly

- cats made Everything better, thought they might be part cat and loved to imagine that they were because they grew up around cats

- i legit don't know how no one thought "hm, something is Off with this one" but no one picked up on them being Different other than the kids smh so i got picked on a bit

- sisters kept asking if they were gay because they had a fixation on katy perry's "i kissed a girl". did not quite know what being gay was.

- put into a gifted program, got confused, never showed up to classes unless the teacher showed up to get them but thinking back was probably supposed to just leave

- like 2 close friends and that was It

- emotionally invested in binging animal planet docuseries'

- wants to be a vet when they grow up

- lots of really Weird ideas that thinking back on now just resulted in spending time alone and thinking or playing alone

- attention seeker :))) didn't receive any :)))))))

- "why are boys and girls treated so differently, i don't understand?? what makes me a girl??"

- polo.... ticks???

- first time cutting their hair "short" (bob cut, just above the shoulders, Loved It and then Hated It, wanted the mako mori haircut despite mako not existing yet)

- first signs of anxiety showed up around this time

2015 (pt. 1)

6th-7th grade, 12-13 yrs old

- sad emo bitch, honestly

- melodramatic as fuck, i would not be friends with them now if i knew them

- attention seeking at its worst

- anxiety at its worst

- lots of pushing people away and isolating from friends in fear of making things worse for them having to see me emotionally compromised in any way

- lots of having to talk people down because they managed to make friends with probably over half of the school's Depressed Children population and had even more online

- first boyfriend, didn't turn out hjskgjskg peer pressured into a few firsts actually

- loved loved loved black veil brides and h*talia/anime in general, do not come for me and do not ask for details, i will deny ever existing during this time period

- first discovers the lgbtq community

- first makes an instagram account

- first discovers what fandom and fanfics are

- first writes fanfics like a fucking madman, literally could pull three short fics out of their ass every day, edited and everything, but never posted them out of fear of rejection and criticism

- really REALLY wants to be an author but doesn't have any kind of faith in themself or their ability

- makes friends who like their writing and latches onto them for the next Ever (still friends with them now 🥰)

- couldn't manage their obsessions with fiction and it negatively affected their life in a few ways

- first girlfriend, still miss her as a friend, but didn't turn out because they still had a lot of Emotions they didn't know how to process

- joins kik and makes a lifelong friend and qpp :))

- finally let themself say fuck. come on bb u can do it just not in front of ur parents ok?

- "i HATE politics that shit is SO ANNOYING and i will NEVER be political ùmú rawr xd >:((((("

- maybe like two other girlfriends or so, was Really Just Going Thru It, Wanted To Find Themself (and also didn't know how to say no to people in fear of disappointment)

- noticable difficulty keeping track in school compared to before

- miles mckenna

- "wait, you can trans your gender?"

2015 (pt. 2)

7th grade, 13 yrs old

- still probably wouldn't be friends with them but better than before

- mom upon being asked to let me cut my hair in the "ellen cut": BUT YOU'LL LOOK LIKE A LESBIAN???

- my reaction, still partially in the closet: YES. AND???

- technically out as genderfluid and pan, did nothing to actually insinuate they wanted to shift what pronouns people used for them because "Oh But What A Burden That Would Be On Others :("

- happier with themselves but still Going Thru It because they didn't know how to put their feelings into words yet

- also a constantly fear of being perceived as annoying or a nuisance

- touch aversion appeared out of seemingly nowhere, got worse over the course of the next two years or so

- sleep deprivation ×1000000000

- more school difficulties,,,

2020

high school senior, nearly 18 yrs old

- successfully transed their gender... mostly. almost 2 years on t. will probably never be out as nonbinary to most family. but at least they have a mullet-in-progress

- been in therapy for somewhere over 2 years, maybe close to 3??

- somewhat learned how to say no and stand up for themself and has removed toxic people from their life successfully :))

- actually has some semblance of confidence!!! you go bitch!!! comfortable in their body after t once they realized their remaining dysphoria was almost strictly social

- emotionally good but physically and mentally running on fumes and fixations

- has come to realize that they probably have undiagnosed adhd and that their therapist needs to get bent because he keeps telling them "no" and then after they talk to him about it he goes "ok maybe..." with no real answer, thanks roger 💕

- overly friendly???? just wants to make people smile and this time knows that if they don't that it's okay because at least they got to smile about it

- fixated HEAVILY on pacific rim and iasip, and torchwood (but mostly just on charlie day and burn gorman BECAUSE of pacific rim hjskgjskjgkahgkg)

- trying to get back into writing fics so hard but things just do no be coming as easily as they once did

- "i type in all lowercase because i FUCKING HATE CAPITALISM"

- probably a maoist idk i'm still Learning new things every day

- manages to actually run a tumblr blog and make friends without having borderline panic attacks??? fun times y'all

- extremely grateful to see how far they've managed to get :)

sorry for uhhhhh putting my life's story on here LMAO anyway. i tag ummmmm anyone who sees this and wants to do it!!! here's the picrew!!! have fun!!!

[sinandredemptionff]

Chapter 15: Kidnaps and Mishaps Part 1

Chris POV:

I walked into my office on a high this morning. For the last three days, my wife and I have made love in all ways imaginable. We missed each other so much we needed​ some alone time for our grown-up activities. I feel rejuvenated.

“Good morning Mr. Brown. There's files on your desk and you have a nine o'clock meeting with B&B construction. Also, don’t forget about your twelve o’ clock.” Bianca politely greeted me distracting me from my impure thoughts.

“Good morning to you as well Bianca and thanks. Could you get me a cup of coffee please?”

“I'm right on it Mr. Brown.” She replied with a smile.

I removed some designs from my briefcase for my presentation at twelve. I hope my clients love my modern spin on a children's arcade.

I began adding extra effects with my pencil. Damn I don't mean to be bigheaded but I'm dope at this.

“Mr. Brown there's somewhere here to see you.” Bianca returned with my coffee in her hand and a smile on her face.

“Bring them in.”

I looked at the door for a few moments curious to see who would walk in and to my surprise in walks in Jermaine.

“What's going on brother from another?” Jermaine greeted me.

“Nothing much man. What brings you by?” I stared at him in confusion.

Jermaine is a free spirit who doesn't believe in working for corporations or “the man” as he likes to say. He's never visited in one of the guy's offices, he has always been that way. Therefore, him coming here​ today is a huge deal.

“I just need your advice on something Chris.” He shifted in his seat a little and pulled at his bushy fro.

“Go ahead man shoot.” “How would you feel if one of your homies dated one of your exes?” This is random.

“That's fucking with the bro code but I don’t know how I would feel. It depends on whom the ex is and what type of relationship we had. Every ex isn't important. Like if Robyn and I broke up and one of the homies tried to get at her words can’t describe how heated I would be. I don’t give a damn about anyone else.”

“Hmm makes sense.” He shrugged his shoulders nonchalantly. “Another question how did you really feel about ole girl? The chick you were with before you and Robyn got back together.”

“Who Mya? Mya was cool. She was a very sweet girl and I don't like the way I did her, however I knew she was only used to fill the void of Robs. I can honestly say I wasn't in love with her or anything. That's why it's easy for me to be around her now, it wasn't like we had a deep complex thing. It was quite simple.”

“Hmm interesting.” Jermaine said chewing on the inside of his jaws. I know something is up, Jay has never been the type to beat around the bush.

“What if I told yo--?” He started to say.

“Mr. Brown your daughter's school just called, you have to get there immediately.” Bianca dashed into the room frantically interrupting our conversation.

“What happened? What did they say?” I leaped from my chair to get my jacket.

“Apparently, she hasn't been seen at school today, but one of her classmates Brittany said she saw her this morning.”

“I know damn well Jaden dropped his sister off safe and sound this morning!”

“I'm coming with you bro. If something happened to my niece I will go ape shit.”

Don't get it confused Jermaine is somewhat of a hippie yet the streets raised him. No one has a temper like him or Trey. I'm not even going to tell his crazy ass.

We rushed down to my SUV to race to the school. I'm not going to tell Robyn just yet. I will gather as much information as I can first.

I sped down the freeway to get to my baby’s school. Once I got there I didn’t even bother to park correctly, I just hopped out the truck and barged through the front doors.

“Where is my daughter?!?” I asked loudly when I walked in the school’s office.

“Mr. Brown we're so sorry we don’t know what happened.” The principal said.

“You mean to tell me no one was watching the kids as they were getting dropped off or off the bus? This is supposed to be the top elementary school in the damn state. How could y’all let this happen?” I was fuming at this point.

“It’s best if you remain calm.”

“Don’t tell my brother to calm down. My niece is missing because no one was doing their fucking job.”

“I want to talk to every child in here and I want to view the security cameras right now.”

“We have to wait for the police.”

“Let me explain something to you! I am not waiting on them slow ass people. My daughter is not in this school because you mothafuckas were being reckless. Y’all are going to let me do what I need to or I will raise hell in this bitch today!”

The teacher and principal looked at each other and did a head nod.

“Ok, Mr. Brown we don’t want any more problems let’s go to my class and talk to the kids.”

I rushed to the classroom and stood in front.

“Class, some of you know that Skai did not come to class today and no one knows where she is. This is her father Mr. Brown and he wants to ask you all some questions. Please if you know something tell us, we need to Skai back safe to her family.” The teacher said and I noticed one little boy crying his eyes out.

“Cameron what’s wrong sweetie, do you know what happened?” He nodded and continued to cry.

He made his way to us and I crouched down. I want to cry too but I need answers.

“Talk to me son, I promise you won’t get in trouble.” I dried his face with a Kleenex and he stared at me.

“Me and Skai were walking into the school and I noticed she had stopped talking to me. I turned around and seen a big man holding her while running to a black van. She was kicking and he threw her in it but when he saw me looking he told me he would hurt my mommy and daddy if I said something. I’m sorry I was scared.” There’s only one man that would do this.

“Thank you!” Without saying anything Jermaine and I ran out of the school. Once in the car I called the one person I know can help me quickly.

“Hello.”

“Michael, I need you to hack into Skai’s school security system. Someone kidnapped her and I know you can guess who did it. I need to know where the truck he was driving is located, can you do that?”

“Of course man, I’ll start on it now!”

“Appreciate it man seriously. I feel he’ll get suspicious if you ask him straight up where he is. I can’t wait on the police to handle this shit. Plus, he’s as good as dead when I see him. It’s time to end this shit, I’m about to call Daniel.”

“Ok I’ll call you back.”

I dropped Jermaine off at my office so he could get his car. I don’t want him too involved with this even though he wanted to roll with us. I called Daniel and agreed to pick him up. We’re about to end this shit once and for all. Once you fuck with my family, especially my children, it’s over.

Robyn POV:

Monique and I were exercising at the gym to ensure we stay toned. Also, there's something that's been weighing on my mind and I need to get it off my chest.

“Let's go sit over there. I want to talk to you about something.” Monique grabbed my hand and led me to a bench near a huge fan. Ugh this air feels amazing.

“Robyn I feel so foolish, I told Trey l loved him last week. It slipped out and now he has been acting weird. I think he may want to break things off with me.” I can see the fear in her honey brown eyes as she pouted exposing her deep dimples.

“I have known Trey a for a while and Chris said that he has always had a revolving door of women. No one has ever challenged him the way you do and it scares him baby girl. It's not lack of interest that's making him distance himself, it's fear. Trey really adores you, talk to him and be upfront.”

“I'm just afraid Robs. We spend a lot of time together and I don't​ want him to grow bored of me. Now what's on your mind? You've been in deep thought​ since we arrived.”

“It's nothing I promise.” I took a swig of my Fiji water gargling it on my tongue.

“Robyn Brown I know you. You can't lie to me so spill the tea.”

I exhaled deeply. I'm afraid that Mo will look at me sideways when I reveal this.

“I know you will judge me but I can't hold this in. I’ve had sexual dreams and thoughts about Don lately. I feel disgusting.”

Monique gasped placing her hand over her mouth. The cat's out the bag now. I know I love my husband but I just feel a strong forbidden attraction to Don.

"What happens in them?" She asked with a grin as she leaned back on one arm.

"Monique can you not, I don't even like thinking about it."

“My bad but Robyn that's actually normal, you're married not blind. You're human we are attracted to each other. It's natural.”

“I feel like I'm virtually cheating on Chris or something, maybe when I return to New York I should keep my distance from Don. I already think he likes me.”

“Did you say virtually cheating? You're a handful Robyn.”

“Is there another phrase?" I replied laughing.

“Yes, something like mentally cheating or psychologically cheating would’ve sufficed. On a serious note though you should have a talk with Chris about this.”

“Noooooo!!!”

“Let me explain why. Say y’all are making love and you say Don’s name that’s grounds for divorce to be honest. You’re only dreaming about this because you feel guilty about being attracted to another man. You and Chris know that y’all are in love with each other and you’re not going anywhere, so just talk to him. You’re only human love.”

“You’re right boo, I love my man so much and communication is key. Thanks.” I said hugging her. She always makes me feel better.

“You’re welcome.”

“Hey ladies!” Mya said as she walked towards us.

“There’s our personal trainer. Where have you been, we got started without you.”

“Sorry I’m late, let’s get on it.”

*10 Minutes Later*

“Can we stop?” Mya said sitting down on the floor.

“Girl we just started and you look sick. You’re supposed to be the athletic one.” Monique replied.

“My job has been overworking me, I’ve been so tired y’all.”

“You look like you’re about to pass out. No ma’am not on my watch sis. I’m going to get you a water.” I rushed and got her a water to hydrate her. She’s looking too pale for my liking.

“You need a vacation!”

“That’s why I’m glad we’re going on that trip in a few weeks. It’s going to be lit!”

“I know right, I’m so excited. We’re going to have so much fun camping.” I said.

“Wait until Trey shows y’all the RV and cabin he got. We lowkey could stay in the RV but the cabin is so damn gorgeous!” Monique added.

“Wait who’s going to drive the RV?”

“Trey said he would but I was like no. I don’t like the way he drives, dude be speeding for no reason.”

“Honestly, I trust Jermaine the most to drive.” I said.

"Girl right, Jermaine is the most trustworthy."

“You guys I’m going home, I don’t feel well.” Mya said standing up.

“Ok babes, get some rest and call us if you need anything. Love you.”

“I will and love y’all too!” She said before leaving.

“She’s been acting off lately.”

“Yea I’ve noticed that too, I hope she’s ok.”

“Me too.”

“Anyways we’re not done yet. I need to get some abs.”

“Nah I’ma just lay here.”

“Get up!” I said smacking her thigh.

“Bitch that hurt!”

“I know now get that ass up.” She stood up and glared at me.

“You’re lucky I love you.”

I smiled and headed towards the weights.

Skai POV:

My morning hasn't been too swell, I have to pee and I'm hungry. One minute I was waving bye to my big-headed brother and walking into school with Cameron, and the next I was in the back of a van. I'm not even scared because I know when my dad finds out he's going to go crazy.

My father is loco about his family and my mommy Robyn is about that thug life as well. Not to mention my beautiful grandma Joyce will beat you with her Bible then pray for you.

I've been praying since the guy in the black van took me. Grandma said always pray and God will hear you.

“Are you ok kid?” A big guy with all black on said.

How could I be ok when I've been taken against my will? Is he dumb?

“Oh yes, I'm so magnificent sir you just don't know. I love chilling with strangers.”

“You have a mouth just like your mama, you know that?” 

“You don't even know my mother so stop talking to me and why is your beard so long?” I folded my arms and faced the wall.

“You are definitely Kelly's daughter.”

“Can I go to the restroom?” I bashed my curly eyelashes sweetly, it always works when I do it to mommy and daddy.

“Yeah you can. It's straight down the hallway.” 

I began walking down the hallway and I bumped right into the legs of a tall individual.

“Hi Skai baby, I was just about to come back there to see you.”

I looked up to get a closer look at the voice I know so well.

“Mom, what are you doing here?”

“You thought I was just going to let your daddy take you from me. Him and that bitch he cheated with will never see you again. Your brother's basically grown so I can't control him, but you belong to me.”

“Mom but the lady in court said…”

“Fuck the court! I'm your mother end of discussion. I have your bag packed and we’re going far away.” She cut me off, I hate her and now I'm more frightened than ever. I hope my dad and mommy find me soon!

She grabbed my hand harshly and took me back to where I previously was.

“Did you write the note?”

“Yup! You ready to go?”

“The plan is in motion, come on.” She had the guy pick me up because I was fighting with her.

“I hate you!” I yelled at her when they put me in a different van.

“You don’t mean that now shut your mouth.”

I began to tear up and pray silently. I know I’ll be home soon.

Mya POV:

I got out of the shower and dried myself off. I put on my robe and wrapped my hair in a towel. My doorbell rang and I went to answer it.

“Hey babe.” I said and he hugged me.

“Hey, what’s the emergency? You called me like ten times.”

“Where were you Jermaine?”

“I was with Chris, what’s up?”

“We need to talk.” I led him to the couch and we both sat down.

“What’s going on with you? You good?” He asked and I sighed.

I handed him the pregnancy test and his eyes got wide.

“What the fuck?”

“Just look at it.” He took a deep breath and looked at it.

“It’s negative, why would you give me this shit if it’s negative.”

“What would you have done if I was pregnant?”

“What do you mean? I would have been there for you. I’m not a fucking coward.”

“Hmm.”

“I don’t understand the point of showing me this if you’re not anyway.”

“I thought I was and you should know that I had a scare so we can be more careful.”

“How about we just stop this shit? Nothing more careful than that.”

“Are you serious?”

“Yea, I mean I care about you and all, but this is stressful.”

“I love you, don’t you love me too?”

“Listen…”

“Don’t even finish your sentence.” I know he’s in love with Jessica but I don’t want to hear him say it. I know he cares about me but he will love me eventually. He would never hurt me like he promised, I’m not stupid.

“Mya you’re amazing and what I’m trying to say is you’re worth more than being my sidechick.” This is not the first time he has said this but I don’t care at this point. We’re in too deep.

“Ok but what if I don’t want to stop just yet?”

I seductively untied my silk robe not breaking eye contact with him. He bit his bottom lip as I made my way towards him. I kissed his lips and he wrapped his arms around my body. He bit my neck and I yelped.

His phone rung interrupting us and I glanced to see it was Jessica. I declined the call.

“Why did you do that?”

“I just did what you were going to do anyway so shush.” I grabbed his hair and began gyrating my body against his.

I unbuckled his pants and he swiftly picked me up to carry me to the bedroom.

“Fuck you know I can’t resist you.” I giggled as he threw me on the bed.

Jessica has been my best friend for as long as I could remember, but I’ve fallen for her boyfriend and I can’t control that.

Chris POV:

I sat with my face down on Daniel’s couch. My leg is shaking and I’m anxious as fuck. Michael is taking too long to text me the information I need.

“Michael need to come on!” Daniel said.

“He said five more minutes but it feels like it’s been an eternity.”

“This shit is gonna be over in a few.” He said placing his gun on his side.

He paced back and forth as he placed a blunt in his mouth. He took a long pull and exhaled.

“You want some brother-in-law?”

“Nah man, I’m good. I need to stay focus.”

I stopped smoking a long time ago. Though this is the most stressful situation I’ve been in, I don’t plan on going backwards.

“Cool.” He took another hit and my phone went off.

“You got it?” I said when I answered.

“Yes, I’m sending you all of the information now.”

“I can’t thank you enough bruh, I appreciate it.”

“It’s no problem. Be safe and call me back when you get her.”

“I will man, bye.” I said before hanging up.

“Let’s roll.” We hopped in my truck and put the address Michael sent me in the GPS system.

Daniel and I pulled up to the house and saw the van parked in the driveway.

“Michael said this is the address that’s under the vehicle’s registry and there it is.”

“So, what’s the plan?” Daniel asked.

“I don’t have a damn plan. We barge in there and get my baby.”

“And risk getting shot, nah man not smart.”

“That’s my princess in there man I don’t give a fuck.”

“If you get killed then what? There’s two of us and no telling how many of them. That’s my niece in there and I’m heated like you nigga but we can’t be stupid, and run in that bitch.”

“What do you suggest because sitting in this car is wasting time.”

“I’ma go look through the windows to see if there’s anyone in site. Wait here.”

Daniel jumped out the car and ran across the street. He peaked through the windows and waved his hand for me to come over.

“Man it don’t look like anyone is here, but you can tell someone lives here.”

“I’m going in.” I turned the knob of the front door and it opened. This screamed set up but like I said I don’t give a fuck right now.

I walked in with Daniel standing next me. We separated to look around but there was no sign of anyone but you could see someone was here.

“Chris!” Daniel said and I ran to find him.

“What? Did you find anything?” He gave me a note with an angry look on his face.

“Give me Robyn and you’ll get the little girl! Come to this address tonight at midnight. No police or else!” I crumbled the note and screamed.

I’m tired of this shit. I need my daughter back so I’ll do what I need to. I wanted to handle this without my wife but now I have no choice.