#but i hadnt brought it to the teacher

[allergic-to-four-leaf-clovers]

just had a full ass breakdown because I can't handle a single negative point on my school's system 👍

[nerdylibertarian928]

Hot take: You shouldn't get in trouble for having bad grades if you're doing your assignments and participating in class but are struggling in school even though you are trying your best. However, if your bad grades are caused by you being on your phone in class instead of paying attention in class and not doing your assignments, you 100% deserve to get in trouble for having bad grades.

[reallyromealone]

Hello there, I was wondering if we can get a part 2 of the alpha Kirishima x alpha Bakugo adopting to mega pup reader and the reader is meet most of their aunts and uncles?

Title: adoption part 2

Fandom: my hero academia

Pairing kirishima x Bakugo x male reader

Type: platonic fluff

Warnings: omegaverse, child reader

Notes: none

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(Name) was an absolute precious little guy, always following one of his dad's when he could and trying to help in the best way he could with such little hands as the two adults tried to include him in their day to day, currently on maternity leave to acclimate (name) better.

"Yaaay! Good job!" Kirishima congratulated (name) as the babe put his plastic bowl in the dishwasher, (name) beaming at this and hugged his dad's neck for comfort "were getting ready to meet some people, they're your aunt's and uncles and are very excited to meet you" when their friends learned if their tiny pup they practically exploded with excitement, mina taking everything within herself to not bust down that door to see the pup.

(Name) held the Dynamite toy close, either that or an old sweater of Kirishimas that the babe saught comfort from, a quick Google search showed Omegan pups saught comfort from their parents items it was early stages of a familial bond settling in.

Bakugo was the one to collect the little one after his nap, the aunts and uncles sitting in the livingroom to meet him "hey squirt, it's time to wake up" they changed the crib to a toddler bed when (name) tried climbing out, the little one starfished with a cute pair of pajamas on "nnh" the boy grunted as Katsuki huffed and gently lifted him "come on you" the boy nuzzling into his dad's shirt as he was brought out to the livingroom "(name), can you say hi?" Katsuki was surprisingly soft with the pup who looked confused and face had marks from the sheets "awww he's so little!" Mina gushed as she stood up and (name) clung to his dad nervously "slowly mina, he's shy" Eijiro said watching his sons movements.

The itty bitty pup looked nervous as Katsuki spoke to him "this is your aunt, she's a bit annoying but she's not gonna hurt you"

Carefully he set (name) down, the boy fidgeting before running to his other dad for protection, the redhead holding his stuffed doll "awww he has a dynamite toy!" Ochaco cooed and they watched (name).

Eventually everyone began chatting and (name) grew more comfortable and began wandering around as he normally did as he noticed the snacks on the table, things the others brought "oh look he's staring at the (treat)" denki snicked as the babe reached out and grabbed a handful, little hands getting messy in the process "well at least he likes it" Momo said as the dad's looked at each other and Katsuki cleaned him up and Eijiro got the boy a small serving "so how's being a parent?" Iida asked as he sipped his tea, glancing at the pup "he keeps trying to make nests everywhere, we don't think he knows what he's doing though" Eijiro chuckled as he let (name) get comfortable in his lap.

Later on came his former teachers + Eri and Shinsou, the two tagging along.

Katsuki saw the two as his own parents, his real parents and him had.. a hard relationship.

His mom and him never got along and when he showed up with Eiji... That went bad fast, he was seventeen at that point.

He hadnt even graduated yet.

His dad loved him but being an Omega, he couldn't really go against his alphas word but did send letters to him in secret.

After that Aizawa stepped up, using his custody over Bakugo and taking care of him and by proxy so did Yamada, the men treating him like a son.

"Hi little listener" Yamada was soft with the pup as Aizawa looked at the two fondly, Eri chatting with kirishima about her classes and her plans to join U.A under recommendations by not one but multiple heroes.

"Oh? Thanks..." Shinsou was awkward around children and when (name) handed him a Cheeto he wasn't expecting it to be so...soggy "you don't gotta eat that, just walk to the kitchen and toss it" kirishima whispered and the other man nodded and did so.

"Hello there" little (name) reached to the black haired man who had the forethought to have his hair put up "you can smell I'm an Omega" Aizawa smiled softly as (name) sniffed his face and bounced slightly "omegas feel calm with other omegas" he explained "safety in numbers sort of deal"

(Name) smushed his face, a silly baby attempt at scenting "I think he thinks I'm apart of his pack"

"Well you are" Eri said simply and everyone smiled at the interaction.

"Minas gonna be pissed that he's getting this and she's not"

When everyone left, (name) was tuckered out "he sure enjoyed those snacks"

"He's so sleepy" kirishima gently traced the boys face "let's get him to bed yeah?"

[theresamouseinmyhouse]

tim + brentwood characters as boys i was legitimately friends with in high school and think of every single day:

Buzz- Jake (fake names for all of my friends bc privacy reasons) who complained about hanging out with nerds, got into a fistfight with someone else on his football team bc they called us nerds, was thoroughly convinced he'd run laps faster if he was hopped up on pixie stix (i held his backback while he got sick in the bathroom👍👍), he tried to hit on my older sister and she laughed at him, he was so put out he contemplated becoming a monk for a week

Wes: Max, who i helped sneak an entire bottle of orange juice on to the bus to our choir competition, but was unaware he brought a full bottle of vodka as well, ended up crying on our choir teacher for the three hours after the comp and i bought him a box of donuts after school, he did not stop doing this and had severe beef with a kid he knew in 5th grade and hadnt seen since but also hadnt forgotten their name and last i knew, was still awaiting for a dreaded confrontation to eventually come

Kip: Eduardo, who we all thought was studying during lunch but was actually filling his notebook with weird facts he observed about us and also managed to chew several packs of gum at once throughout our math class before the teacher noticed him, didnt know the plot to the clockwork orange so i lied about it for 5 weeks before he read it and called me just to tell me "you lying frog" befire he hung up

Ali: Ángel, who lied several times on separate occasions to the campus security about where people smoked, forgot what chihuahuas were twice, and almost drowned when he was swimming except his older brother got him and he immediately called me while waiting for the ambulance to tell me he almost fucking died, randomly sang a song about crabs he made up throughout the day

Danny: Ben, helped me with my biology homework because i helped him with essays, once released a live rat into the computer classroom because he had beef with the teacher, once texted me at 11 p.m. because he was having a mental breakdown over his chem work before he realized he was actually looking at trig and i told him id shoot him with a tranq gun if he woke me up like this again, kept forgetting how to tie his shoes

Tim: Teddy, he catfished 6 men over the age of 30 by pretending to be a 13 yr old girl and lured them to the part of town where there is an absurd amount of wild dogs that evade animal control and are known to maul humans, i watched him lockpick the english teacher's door so he could take back an essay he wrote bc it was actually a slash fic he printed out and turned in by accident, we hung out at a dennys once and he accidentally put his hand in syrup, looked me dead in the eye and said "i did that bc im gay" and wore pastel pink for a month bc it pissed off the hall monitor, his dad, and also six teachers he didnt even have class with

[moonsfantasyworld]

The following contains spoilers for beast yeast ep8, do not read if you have yet to finish the chapter

this is your last warning!

dont read this if u havent finished it yet!!! OK SO im starting with what i liked and then i'll get to the things that i have a bit of issues with

I genuinly enjoyed the chapter a lot!!! the dynamic between black sapphire and candy apple is very interesting and silly (the siblings fr), and the situation between PV and SM its very interesting, complex and fun to anilyse.

I LOVED seeing sm being desperate and in complete denial of his situation, that he is lonely, i really wanted to see him in such a vulnerable state and i got what i wanted and it was wonderful

The way SM noticed fast how the soul jam was full on connected to its owner was, as well, something very interesting to me. Me personally it came off as a mad scientists toying around with his lab rat, trying to see how much he could push him, its complex and it can be interpreted in different ways

Finally getting the full blown confirmation SM did not stalk PV as a kid was also refreshing. It had been alwasy clear to me it was all just a lie and sm toying with pv's mind completly, but a lot of you, AND I MEAN A LOT OF YOU, lack basic reading comprehension and knowing how to read a room

we are in the kingdom of lies

deceit

we cannot complelty trust shadow milk on his words or what he does, he is NOT a reliable source, ever

i liked that we didnt get to actually see past SM, its an interesting choice since we sort of saw the ones of the previous ones (mystic talked about her past and has statues and we saw burning spice the moment he broke)

Also the whole update feels like SM is having a lot of personal beef with the world, specially the witches. They were brought up like, twice and he always mentions it with so much loathing. I cant wait to see whats to come and to see their past

bUT this points being said

First off, i am kinda disssapointed PV isnt more angry towards SM, it would of been interesting to see the two fight and THEN Pv tries to offer him a helping hand, an opportunity to fix his issues, im at least glad sm didnt instantly get redeemed tho and part of me hopes he doesnt

The ending felt a bit rushed, but this seems to just be a recurring issue in beast yeast apparently :/, like, its not BAD bad, but it leaves you with a small feeling of ''that's it?''' and a small slap to the face, the pacing was good until a bit near the end

Speaking of the ending i was surprised we didnt get any extra scenes like we usually get. I really would have wanted to see the group arriving back at the kingdom, or pv thinking about what he saw in sm's memories, HELL IT WOULD HAVE BEEN AN INTERESTING CHANGE TO SEE SHADOW MILK'S THOUGHT AFTER IT ALL

Im also increidbly dissapointed fandom wise. The amount of posts i've seen of people not tagging things properly or tagging and then reblogging something that isnt tagged is dissapointing and kinda pissing me off a lot

now, im putting this near the end bcs its a PERSONAL NIT PICK

i am not against shadowvanilla, never was, never will. The artists are extremly creative and often create very beautiful pieces of art and i admire them a lot for this, along side the fact I GET WHY THEY LIKE IT, WHY ITS POPULAR, IS A FUN, INTERESTING SHP DYNAMIC THAT EVEN I HAVE ENJOYED IN THE PAST. im stating this cause im worried what i will say will come off as me hating the ship

The update hadnt come across to me as shippy up until the very last few levels with Pv saying they were meant to be together, and how he paused for a moment before saying friends a bit (altough this can also be interpreted as him heasitating to offer this as well)

i honestly like a lot the interpretation of them being teacher and student, i like shadow milk being pv's mentor and that's how the update had felt TO ME, if you know me i have an au were pv is sm's adopted son in an universe were he didnt corrupt completly and gave up his duties as an ancient hero, this being said

I dont like how the fandom instantly is taking the word submisive as something sexual, i dispise how sexualised the word has become and how it cannot be used in other ways often, and i wish some of the wording could be taken as something more than potential ''love obessision''

i kinda wish we could explore dynamics like this without needing it to be shipping, to me it didnt feel like there was necesarrly any romantic feelings of any sort, obbsesive? absolutly, but to me this is all SM trying to push pv to become like him bcs he is LONELY, at that point you dont care if its romantic or platonic, you just want SOMEONE so you arent alone

something something, this is something i wish it was in general, this isnt just about this ship in specific but many others in many different fandoms

seeing so much shipping has honestly made me struggle a bit sometimes to understand the differences between platonic and romantic DX but that's something me and myself alone has to work on on my own, no one is responsible and im just ranting at this point about personal nit picks

perhaps im just being in denial rn about it and being addmitedly kind of a pissy baby, im still processing the update after all.

again i dont have anything against shadowvanilla shippers, at least i dont think i do and i hope it does not come across compleltly as such

maybe some of my thoughts might change with time, maybe they wont and i'll just stay stubborn who knows

that being said this is the one and only time i will bring this up regarding shipping as i do not want to stir the pot till it boils and be dumb about HEADCANONS

TLDR: some nitpicks about headcanons but in general i think the update was really good in general, love the new sprites. 8.5/10 (kinda want to make it a 9 but im on the fence about that jksdbgfk)

[tixdixl]

For all four of yours?

skin: How comfortable is your OC in their skin? Do they grapple with anything that lives inside them—a beast, a curse, a failure, a monster? How do they face the smallest, weakest, most horrible version of themself? Are they able to acknowledge it at all?

OH THIS IS VERY FUN. Thank you!

Just a heads up warning, this response is going to be incredibly long. So I apologize in advance 😅

Oisín: this is a very interesting question to ask of my dullahan. It's a combination of being comfortable in their own skin while existing in a world that is fundamentally critical or even frightened of them. Humans think of dullahan as monsters. Humans think of dullahan as crewel, as inhumane, as evil. But they... aren't. Their sense of morality when it comes to their role is fundamentally different than humans.

This is what has led them to hiding their headlessness. They start with the TV monitor in public and then move to finding a way to actually wear their own head just to blend in with the general public. But when they are in private, in the safety of those who they love and trust, the TV Monitor or their head comes off. They allow themself to be truly themself, and they stop masking.

Kingsley: OH I FINALLY GET TO TALK ABOUT MY BOY AND WHAT'S BEHIND THE MASK.

So Kingsley is constantly told he is a failure by his parents. This starts as early as ~8-10 years old when his father conducts the first "test" that is done on children in their culture. Because they live in a society where experience is considered a better teacher than mentorship, his father essentially pulls a FMA where he drops Kingsley off in the woods as a boy and tells him to figure out a way to survive for 3 days. If he is able to survive the wilderness, then he will be brought back home. During these 3 days, Kingsley gets into a really nasty fight with a mama bear, and while he does survive it, he walks away with some pretty nasty wounds. He almost loses his eye because of it. When his father returns to pick him up, Kingsley gets really excited. Because in their culture, scars from war are seen as evidence of survival. They are celebrated, because it shows the world that you were strong enough to endure whatever it is you faced. But... instead of being proud of Kingsley for surviving, he is scolded for being unwise. He is scolded for walking away with injuries- injuries that hadnt been properly cared for either. This shame is what inevitably leads him to wearing his skull mask, the casual one and not the formal one.

And this is just one anecdote of a lifetime of double standards, of impossible goals, of constantly never being good enough for his parents. And this in particular is compounded by the expectations placed on him as he goes to NRC. There is nothing that will damage a person more than being told you aren't allowed to go home until you are worthy of being called an heir, and ready to be coronated into lordship. You can imagine the weight of that expectation driving him to immense self-criticism and hyper vigilence in virtually everything he does

At its core, this is the treatment he faces that molds him into the intimidating, harsh (borderline cruel), hyper vigilent, self-critical, supremely isolated, and violently aggressive boy we see entering Freshman Year. And even as he continues to develop his friendships, and especially as we move into the Isle of Cantrevs event, where the crew have to essentially pick up his parent's mess, that weight of having to prove to his parents that he's not a failure is constantly lurking in his shadow.

I think you would even recognize this fear in his own friendships, especially in the RP we are working on with Kingsley and Cooper. And while its not exactly something I've discussed entirely with @ramshacklerumble , I know for a fact this impacts his relationship with Gia, even into them becoming QPPs. But I can confirm that Gia is the first person to point out to Kingsley that he's holding himself to double standards and is incredibly harsh on himself. He's working on it... sorta... 😅

Emil: This is interesting because it's something I've only recently started to dive into. And there are a few directions we can take this.

This is your pre-emptive CW that Im going to briefly discuss trans things, particularly body dysphoria and the desire to change your physical body to feel at home in your own skin. There is also a brief reference to transphobia in here. You've been warned.

For starters, being trans, Emil does experience a lot of body dysphoria. He binds, eventually gets top surgery, and he also seeks out ways to mitigate having a cycle until such time as he decides to have them permanently stopped. He always gets nervous at the prospect of going home because as much as he loves his parents, they don't see him as Emil - at least not until way after he graduates from NRC and leaves home permanently.

His voice is something he often grapples with because despite loving his own voice, he often gets misgendered as a result of it. It's something he struggles with and doesnt have a solution for.

We can also examine this from the perspective of him being a little ray of sunshine and optimistic while being at NRC. He knows that many people outside his friend circle view him as weak. They view him as an outsider. Many even claim he doesn't belong there. This is exacerbated when the Arcane Exchange happens and people start having class with RSA students. But he does belong at NRC. He very much belongs there, and anyone who has actually spent any time with him can see that.

Beyond that, we can look at how he views himself after he Overblots. He thinks his sibling's death was his own fault. He views himself as a failure for not succeeding in his goals. And furthermore, he feels as though he has lost his sense of purpose because he put everything into trying to find a cure for his sibling, only for them to die before he could do anything about it. So then... what's the point? What was the point in any of it? What was the point in going to NRC if he couldn't succeed? What was the point in all of that hard work?

He is slowly but surely grappling with this and overcoming it, but it takes an incredibly long time for him to regain a sense of self and a sense of purpose back. He does eventually realize he is able to use those skills for good - and to the point of "not belonging", that its okay if his strengths dont lie in doing offense. But this is something he has yet to work through.

René: There are three particular directions that I can take this in particular.

I havent explored it much, and truthfully, I should, but René is some sort of nonbinary where genderfuckery and genderfluidity are at play. I have no doubt in my mind this has a major impact on them, being amab, but again, I havent explored it as much as I probably should.

Does their UM count? It's not something they are proud of. They hate the fact that they have it, even though it has been proven useful and it continues to be useful. It doesnt make them feel good that the magic that has come from their experience and from their soul is a magic that breaks mind control, suggestion, or hypnosis. They don't like the fact that their magic is one that forcibly breaks contracts and agreements without repurcussion. Not because its not useful, again, but rather because of what it implies about themself and their existence. I haven't actually sorted out whether or not René comes to terms with this, especially since their UM failing against their father is something that triggers them into Overblot.

Also they don't believe people will actually like them for who they are if they showcase their true thoughts, opinions, and emotions. They have been trained to only be and present a false version of themself that is acceptable to their father and to other people. And it ends up leading them to believe that their real sense of self has no value. Plus its their real sense of self that ends up hurting Rémi in their childhood. And they really loathe themself for hurting Rémi the way they did. These are things I'm still exploring with René and havent fleshed out, but we are getting there.

Thanks again for the ask and if you got all the way this far- thanks for reading!

Prompt List

Tag list: @cyanide-latte @simons-twsted-children @inmateofthemind @ramshacklerumble

@rainesol @elenauaurs (lmk if you want to be added)

[aventurineswife]

Sorry to hear about the hate you received in your school days 😭😭😭🙏🙏🙏

But damn, f it, gonna make this public (without using the actual legal names lol maybe just the initial) cuz i swear this was a wild ride

So a little context on me : i was bullied my entire time in middle school. And no my situation at home wasnt that much better.

A little context on the highschool too : for many years it was a vocational school before sort of expanding to have philology as well. My class was the third generation of philology.

As i said, it happened in my freshman year, it was some time in late october or early november. We were few in class, and we had math that day (obligatory for 9th and 10th grade. cant remember if i had 2 of em back to back that day), and so the teacher asked us if we minded if she brought a senior class (constructions, mostly guys) in to work on some math for their finals, and we didnt.I just minded my own business, reading from a book and eating a lollipop.

At some point i got up to throw the lollipop stick in the trash can at the back of the classroom (i was sitting that day somewhere in the middle) and thats when i hear one of the guys say loud "thats your wife!"I turn my head and one guy (not the one crushing on me, probably the one who shouted) was staring at me, and i was veeery confused. I just returned to my seat and after that, once the seniors left our classroom, my girl classmate told me one of the senior guys (B) is crushing on me. I looked at her like "girl, you pulling my leg or what?" because :

1. I am NOT conventionally attractive, i am at best average when it comes to my face. In rest, ya got an awkward trash panda, couch potato situation going on.

2. I wasnt going to believe for a second, even a small millisecond that it was real. I mean, it hadnt been long since i graduated middle school for crying outloud. That bullying put me more on the survival mode than ever

And so, for the following few months, once in a while I'd pass by those seniors (small high school ><) in the halls and they'd call out "B's wife" every time. Allegedly, the guy who was crushing on me was shy, thats why he wasnt around to talk with me or ask me out, so his friends decided to be the support gallery 😬😬😬😬

I didnt care that he had a car (as if that would woo me), that he was a soccer player, if he's a nice person, he was....i think id sound like a hypocrite if i say average looking, but wasnt a out of a teen's magazine with the face either. But he wasnt my type. And oh, smoker, which big no-no for me since im unfortunately a second hand smoker.

ONE OF HIS BUDDIES EVEN GAVE ME HIS NUMBER (allegedly). Course i didnt call it wtf.

All came to an end in May. Until 11th grade, we had a small shop within the high school from where we bought snacks, coffee, water. And that day we also had fruits, bananas and oranges. B happened to be there when i went over and he asked me for some change, i refused. And when he asked if i wanted a banana (at the time i wasnt big fan of em) i dunno why i slightly raised my voice when i refused. Maybe it was my defensiveness on high still, and he got upset. Maybe it was my tone too, dunno if he thought i thought of the mature connotation for the banana, but all i know is that after that it ended anyway.

Was i a little douchey? Maybe, but i cant blame myself much when i had to just....accept the bullying in middle school and be on high alert for the following years. Luckly i wasnt bullied in high school at all.Havent seen the guy since.

Probably moved after he graduated. But if i do, and he asks me what the hell was up with me at the time, ill just be honest on that.

-Smooch Anon 💋

Don't worry, I had those going since kindergarten because of looks and later because I was a teacher's child 😭 (never had actual friends growing up so I never knew what actual friendship was like without being taken advantage of lol)

Okay, anyways!

Wow, that's a rollercoaster of emotions and experiences, and I’m glad you felt comfortable sharing it. First off, you’re so valid for feeling the way you did during all of that. 😔 Being bullied in middle school really does a number on your self-esteem and how you approach situations, and it sounds like you were just in survival mode for a long time. Nobody should have to go through that, and it's perfectly understandable that you would be defensive and skeptical when someone showed interest in you, especially after all the crap you’d been through. 💖

It sounds like B was shy, and his friends kind of pushed him to act on the crush, but it also seems like he wasn’t super upfront or clear with you. I can understand why that would be super confusing, especially if you weren’t feeling the vibe and weren’t into the whole situation. And that banana incident? Honestly, it’s just a little awkward, and I don’t think it makes you a “douche” at all. You were protecting yourself, and that's totally understandable. 🫂 Sometimes, our past experiences make us react in ways we don’t even realize.

It also sounds like you’ve done a lot of growing since then. You’re aware of how your past shaped your reactions, and that’s a huge step. If you ever do run into him again and he asks about it, being honest about your past makes sense. People don’t always understand what others have gone through, so giving him the real story could lead to some clarity and maybe even a chance for closure.

You’re not obligated to explain yourself, but being real is always powerful, especially when it comes to situations like this. You’re not a "bad person" for your reactions—just someone who’s had to cope with some tough situations. If you ever find yourself questioning anything in the future, trust your instincts. You’ve got this! 🙌💖

[katies-anonymous-post-box]

its my sisters birthday in two days, and i was thinking about what to get her. but the thing is i think im the only one, and i've been kinda in charge of gifts for a while now. my parents kinda have stopped.. thinking hard about presents...? i dunno. for the past year or so from my sisters reactions the gifts i get and pick out for her are her favorites. its not that my parents are bad gift givers; they got my sister a cute notebook from her last birthday and she's been using it all year for her drawings. and they just booked a hotel water park thingy for her birthday which cost a lot, so they do care!! and there's a school camp trip thats in two weeks that she's going too (and im going to help out thanks to a program at our school) but so far all the gifts that i had to argue with my mom to buy were all from me. yesterday i had a small argument with her about gifts. she told me that she had an ideas, and that was to get her a bracelet. i asked her what else. she was quiet for a good 10 seconds and then i asked again, and she got all kinda mad and said 'i dont have to tell you everything' and i think i speak for all kids is that thats the reaction of a parent who doesnt know. its the same as because i said so. i've found two other gifts for her that are on sale and i hope that my mom will get them for her. she told me that 'i cant do everything for her' and yeah well i wouldnt be if i knew that you were already doing so.

i remember when i was in fifth grade, me and my friend were talking about our birthdays since they were on the same day, and after she told me about what she did she asked me what i did. i told her i went to a trampoline park. she asked what i got. i said i didnt get anything. she was shocked. my teacher asked us what we did too, and when i was answering she asked what else we did. i was quiet for a few seconds, and she asked if we went out to a restaurant. i lied and said that we did, that we went to a fancy one. she asked for the name and i said i didnt remember. we were actually supposed to go to one of my favorite places. it was simple and nothing fancy but i really liked their burritos lol. we didnt go tho, my mom (kindly may i add; i feel like i've portraying her as bad but i swear she's good) asked if she could just make salmon at home instead because it was easier. i said okay, because yeah i would have prefered to go out but i liked the fish she made. to my memory though she didnt end up making it. my mom actually got mad at us that year, so none of my siblings or i got any gifts. it was okay though. we still had fun though.

two years ago, a week ago my mom had to fly back to her old home because my grandpa (her dad) died. i cried in the front of the whole class for a bit when i was called to leave early. but basically my mom was leaving and was going to be back on my birthday. when she came back, we welcomed her and all. i was waiting for her to say happy birthday to me. i tried to tell her and get her to say happy birthday excitedly, but i dont think she did. she gave me a smile and nod and turned back to my dad. tbh it was valid. her dad died a week ago and she hadnt seen her family back at her home in a year and us in a week. i think i still cried a bit in the car ride form the airport though. we waited until saturday to do something for my birthday. but like, it wasnt all that bad though. she brought back gifts, and i got two, maybe three extras vs my siblings as a birthday gift. they were really nice. we celebrated my birthday two days after on a saturday, with cake and happy birthday.

but yeah. this al got really off topic. hopefully my mom listen to me about my sister or gets her some stuff on her own.

dunno if this counts as one of your weird anons, but yeah. praying i dont come off as selfish im just getting my thoughts out. your my new therapy inbox if thats okay. thanks.

-bad at feelings anon (help im writing this and listening to gracie adams and some ttpd there were some tears at some point)

It’s ok I can be your therapy inbox if you’d like

[maplecaster]

ok i was in school with someone who reminded me a lot of my friend cam so i’ll just call him cam. we got bored and started hanging out with the school grandma who lives inna dark room by herself separated above everyone in the school and we figured she was lonely. however she somehow got a hold of some soda which was against her religion or something and the school got mad but they didnt know who gave it to her so there was a school-wide assembly (only like 50 people tho) where they yelled at us for giving the grandma soda and said that anyone who has soda has to give it up now so a bunch of people were standing up and passing along random sodas. but my friend cam was sitting in the back and hiding behind other people (he is small like 4’9) so he didnt get caught bc they’d recognize that it was his soda she drank. the bell to leave school rang a bit later so we all stood up and left in the middle of the principal talking bc no one was listening to him anyway + i had to be ready for when my bus comes.

little tangent, here’s something that is always in my school dreams because it always happened irl: i need to be vigilant to hear when my bus comes, they announce it over the intercom or you can just wait outside. you had to know your bus number (5, 6, 3, etc) and ask the office which bus that referred to (456, 1338, 712, etc) and just have that memorized all year. when your bus comes, you have like 6 minutes before it leaves and if ur late ur fucked. bus is gone and you have to call your parents to pick you up.

so in my dream, i was a bit anxious after the bell rang that i would miss my bus, but i always had to wait like 30 mins for it to get here anyway. i spoke to cam as we were walking in the hallway. i then did something for him, i can’t remember what it was, i think i gave him something that he’ll give to someone else for a favor, but since i helped, he owed me a favor now. i asked for some soda and he said hed get me some. we went into the teachers office who had held the soda that was given up in the assembly, but it was gone. then the teacher came in and asked what we were doing. the whole room got super tense, but cam being the baller he is, did his best dog robot student* impression and said “oh hello mr [ ]. i’ve just been having a tough— er, ruff day.”

i started laughing, but the teacher seemed unamused, “a ruff day, huh?”

and i said “cmon teach, wasn’t that hilarious? ‘a tough— er, ruff day.’ ha!” the teacher started smiling, then full on laughing realizing it was pretty funny. we were both able to leave after that.

we kept walking down the hallway, i just kept following him cuz he hadnt paid me yet. as we walked there were was someone who tossed him what seemed like a small black and red rock, no doubt something cam will trade for something else later. we enter a room and cam puts his back onto something that was against the wall. he patted it, directing my attention to it, and i realize it’s stacks upon stacks of boxes of energy drinks. like, stacked to the ceiling, taking up like half the wall. not exactly soda, but i’ll take it. there were a couple other students in the room, and the door was wide open. i sneakily grabbed one box and brought it into an attached dark room, setting it down and opening it. i grabbed a can and slid it into my hoodie pocket. hopefully no teacher will ask what i’ve got hiding in there. i go back to the other students who are watching cam trying to climb a stack of boxes in the middle of the room. they’re saying things like “be careful!” “you can skip to the fourth box!” “man cmon get down!” idk why he was climbing it but i told him i was gonna try to catch my bus and left.

i guess i did catch it because i was suddenly home, sitting at my computer with my energy drink and a large box of chocolate peanuts. they didnt really go together but theyre both tasty on their own. Yummm ok the end

*dog robot student = students that are robots that were programmed to do dog stuff or something? idk it was weird but they always make dog puns when they talk (they dont have to its just for fun)

[pingintech]

we got sent home a lot for falling asleep in class which would always make us really mad

we went to a "hybrid" learning high school which was almost exclusively online classes in a computer lab on campus we were poor and didnt have very much food at home didnt have any money for headphones so we listened to the videos on mute with captions on one teacher always got super pissed about it for some reason??? and insisted we needed to buy a pair of headphones (which cost a dollar) even though the videos had captions and our grades were literally fine anyway one day we stole a dollar from our mom and bought a popsicle at the lunch stand at school because we hadnt eaten that day and wanted something sweet headphones teacher found out we bought a popsicle and not headphones and made us throw the only food we had all day away in the trash and gave us detention

for about two years in middle school (grade 6 and grade 7) our "backpack" was a toolbag we had at home (again poor) and once we got in a ton of trouble because one of the teachers found out we accidentally brought a hammer on campus (i guess they thought we were going to commit hammer based school violence) and we nearly got suspended before i pleaded them to realize my backpack was literally a toolbag

what's the most demented thing you guys got in trouble for in school mine was when an english boy in my class made fun of my name and called my mum a (derogatory word for irish travellers) so i told him my ira uncle was in town and was coming to blow him up after school

[alter-koker]

very mixed bag kind of day. like still in pain for some unknown reason. but someone brought their snake to class today and i got to pet her. and after class the teacher told me i was one of the bestest writers in class which reduced my stress level 50% (was under the impression i sucked at this kind of writing and i was going to fail in this career bc of it). but the dream summer job i applied to outright denied my application because they had already filled the position and hadnt taken down the listing

[eroswmorals]

okay so this oc started in 2nd grade. when i was in 5th grade i made him trans so im gonna use he/him but up until then he was drawn as a woman and presented that way idk.

so his name was mr. mathy, and i drew him on every single worksheet i had all throughout school, he was very simply drawn, his dress was a triangle with polkadots and his body was a stick body with a big circular head. his face kind of looked like it came out of a dav pilkey book bc i was a big captain underpants fan at the time. he wore a big bow and had perfectly parted chin length hair.

my best friend at the time had an oc named jellybean joe, who was mr. mathy's husband. they were very in love and the two of us made comics together about them doing fun things and getting into high school drama. i was obsessed with high school for some reason at the time, and even tho mr. mathy was like supposed to be a teacher, the main antagonist for his story was like a stereotypical "mean girl" named evie evil. so ig all of these guys were high school aged. idk.

at one point, after i was given "the talk" i was sitting with my friend (this was like 4th grade) and i was like "hey... we should give mr. mathy... breasts... since he's like an adult woman......" (again i hadnt made mr mathy trans yet) and it was very awkward but i wanted to sound mature. so by then, mr mathy was basically a stick figure but this time with very large and disproportionate boobs.

by 5th grade, my friend and i had created a whole universe for mr. mathy, and i discovered i was trans and wanted to make mr. mathy trans. this absolutely ruined his marriage with jellybean joe (i wanted drama, and my friend wasn't very happy about it, but i wanted to create a tragedy). his marriage was destroyed, and i killed him off too. i made him jump off a cliff or die in a car crash or something, and then reincarnated him as some other oc.

i eventually decided i didnt want him killed off so i brought him back, and now every year during the summer i redraw him, but in my actual art style and play around with him and give him more realistic life issues. he actually had a summer fling with evie evil (again, they were all the same age but for some reason mr mathy was also a math teacher idfk i was like a 2nd grader when i made him) and it didnt last bc she's well.. evil. but he did think she was hot when she was mean but ultimately it wasnt healthy (ahem, that was me projecting on a shit relationship a few years ago lmao)

anyway that's my first oc ever, he lives very dearly in my heart.

og mr mathy

post "the talk" mr mathy (god he was cursed ;-;)

transitioned mr mathy

mr mathy in my current art style, years later

whats the oldest oc you recall making

c'mon tell me

[moreaujeans]

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[princesssmars]

i think im gonna like it here

a headcanon about marinette and adrien meeting reader for the first time.

contains : fluff, adrien and marinette being kinda whipped

a/n : this is how i cope with not liking this show anymore enjoy

from the first time they saw you, adrien and marinette knew they wanted you to know more about you.

you were a new student at collège drançoise dupont, trasnfering from a different country.

you had told the principal that you didnt know much about paris, only having visited when you were really young. and so he suggested 2 of his best students show you around.

they were lucky they were chosen and it wasnt up to who their teacher picked at will, because as soon as you walked into the room they could tell everyone was intrested in you.

the tour was just walking around and showing you parts of the school, giving them some periods off, making marinette rejoice that she had science off and adrien smiling at her.

as they walked you around campus, you introduced yourself and talked more about yourself, giving them your name (which they both thought was pretty)

after deeming them both alright, you told them more about your situation, how your parents were pretty wealthy and moved to a different country every few months, so you didnt really try to make new friends anymore.

they both understood, adrien even more so because of the pressures of his father.

after the campus tour finished, the pair asked if you wanted an actual tour around paris, and who could pass up two cute people willing to show you around a beautiful city?

adrien convinced the gorilla to drive you all to the places they wanted to show you, the first stop being mari's bakery for some snacks.

when you called one of the pastries the best you ever tasted, marinette blushed and became shy, saying it was a new recipe that she made.

her parents were in the kitchen and at the register, introducing themselves and asking you questions leading to mari rushing your little group of the cafe.

after this they take you to more spots around the city, some popular and some they reserved just for them.

the tour ended with them scaling a building, leaving you wondering 1. whay you were doing and 2. how these 2 were so strong ????

at the top, they both helped you onto the roof, maris hand giving you a pleastant chill and adriens a soothing warmth.

once you turned around you couldnt help but let out a breath at the signt of the gorgeous sunset and the skyline, the eiffel tower standing out amongst everything

for a while you sat in silence, until you felt a hand on your shoulder and a soft voice from your right asking, "i hope the silence means you like it, this is me and adriens favorite spot."

you reassure mari that the spot and the sight is beautiful, grateful that they brought you up here.

adrien nudges your shoulder, laying back with his arms propping him up,"dont forget it was my idea to being her here to cheer her up. hey, maybe you'll even start to like the city and convince your parents to stay."

"i think my pastries convinced her, thank you very much."

as the blonde and the bluette playfully bantered back and forth and the city of paris looked back at you, you found yourself with a feeeling of bliss you hadnt felt in a long time.

yeah, i think im gonna like it here.

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i wrote this in like 2 hours crazy how if you just tell urself to write itll just happen !?!?! but anyway i hope you guys enjoyed this little thing since i wanted to write more about them after the poly miraculous ideas. i have a ladynoir x reader thing in my drafts that'll hopefully be finished soon <3

[gameboyhamazing]

one time i was on a school trip, and we visited a beach for a few hours. the weather was pretty cloudy and the ocean was cold as fuck so ppl weren’t eager to go in right away (we ended up going in eventually but that was a whole other thing), and while we were all setting up our stuff and changing into beach gear (or just taking off shirts) one guy found a random shovel lying around on the beach and started digging a hole with it.

there wasn’t any clear reason for it, he just found a shovel and went “well i’m on the beach and i have a shovel, time to dig a hole” and started digging. soon more guys got involved, and suddenly like half the teens on the trip and one of the chaperones were gathered around a hole in the sand that just kept getting deeper as we took turns being the person in the middle with a shovel. we had no reason to get so excited over the hole, but we did. digging this hole brought us together somehow in a way that i hadnt really felt before with these people, and it was a strangely unifying moment.

also some coast guards came by with atvs and instead of saying “hey kids you shouldn’t dig giant holes in the sand that are taller than one of you standing up in the middle, that’s a hazard” they were just as enthusiastic about it as us. they didn’t join in but they did ask about putting in a jump ramp for their atvs so we counted that as a win

when the teachers told us we were leaving soon and we had to fill the hole back in because there were kids nearby who were probably gonna fall in and get hurt it was like the end of the world, in that everyone was sad and didn’t want to do it but we all knew we had to, and so it was yet another bonding moment as we filled our creation back in

what i’m saying is that if you can’t figure out how to bond with a group of teenagers on the beach, grab a shovel and get digging baby

something so beautifully primal and unifying about digging a big hole for no reason

[stormbreaker101]

Help i have started thinking about Duncan Grimwater again.

He was a child.

He was a child when Malistaire, his teacher and idol, disappeared. Everybody said Malistaire killed himself, but Duncan was young and hopeful and still hadnt quite grasped the gravitas and finality of Death and he hoped Malistaire was alive. He saw Malistaire's grief eat him alive until it destroyed him, and the cycle continues. People start calling Malistaire evil for destroying the Death school, and Duncan tries to hold onto the memory of Malistaire and insist that he hadn't gone bad.

And then you come along. And you are the last person to have seen Malistaire ever. And Undead are roaming the streets causing havoc. Duncan, young and naive as he is, hopes they're unrelated. He still clings onto Malistaire's memory as a good person, and refuses to accept that he had changed for the worse before dying.

Denial is the first stage of grief.

Duncan was child. And he was grieving.

Ambrose has no sympathy for Duncan. He appointed Malorn to take the position of Assistant Death Professor, driving a wedge and a hierarchy between Duncan and his friend. Ambrose singled Duncan out and suggests he give Life magic a try, further trying to erase Malistaire's good legacy.

Imagine if you and Duncan became acquaintances, bonding over how stupid Ambrose treats the both of you. And you keep in touch as you quest. You see the inexcusable havoc Malistaire is causing. Do you try to lie about Malistaire's actions, or force Duncan to see that Malistaire had definitely gone mad, if not gone evil?

When you kill Malistaire in Draginspyre, news spreads. You're both a bit older now, but news of his death sends Duncan back to that young grief he first felt when Malistaire disappeared.

He is still a child. So are you.

Duncan distances himself from you. After all, you killed Malistaire. You are the cause of his grief now. He can tell you're grieving too, and you're feeling great guilt as well, but his emotions take first priority to him.

A few years later, Xibalba falls upon Azteca, and Malistaire Drake had been revived then cast into the abyss between worlds. News spreads. How could it not? An entire world has died. And Malistaire was brought back only to be destroyed again.

He sees that you're wrapped up in your own grief. It's like the strange flavor of grief that surrounded you when you first killed Malistaire, tinted with guilt, but even more intense.

The Spiral is cruel and cold. It takes away beloved people time and time again, and only sets people up for grief, guilt, and heartbreak. Duncan is tired of the pain. He had never really gotten over Malistaire's first deaths (how could he? He was a child. Childhood is the time of life where things stick to you the most, because you've yet to become hardy enough to shrug happenings off.).

The Cabal reaches out to him. Offers a warm hand and kind words and sage mentorship. The Spiral doesn't have to be so cold. We don't have to live like this, separated from our loved ones the way the Spiral's worlds have separated from each other. We can make a more kind universe. We see your suffering, and we want to show you a way out. We can help you and your grief.

Duncan accepts the Cabal's kindness, while you are off in Khrysalis fighting Morganthe. A student of Malistaire like Duncan.

He doesn't see you for a while. You don't see him for a while either. You defeat Malistaire the Undying for the last time in Darkmoor and join the Arcanum, still an Initiate among them. Duncan continues training with the Cabal, hoping to be a full member one day.

He finally meets you again in Malistsire's home. You, the person who last saw him in Ravenwood, the person who killed him, the person who failed to save Azteca (which is the same as killing by not trying hard enough), the person who then sent Malistaire's soul to the Other Side (forever gone: "We will not meet again," Malistaire had promised you). And he sees you not as a friend, all those years ago. He sees you as an enemy, the vehicle and the cause of all his grief.

He was a child, and you ruined his life.