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Keegan Russ folding as soon as your eyes get glossy and wet. it doesn’t matter why, all that matters is that he’s taking care of you now. “Ssh, c’mere sweetheart.”, voice smooth and low, shushing you while petting your hair. did that animal shelter ad make you teary-eyed? oh, baby, Keegan can’t have that. he’ll smooth his palm down your back while comforting you, whispering that those puppies will find homes. hell, he’d call right now if you want— no, he’ll call and tell his team to consider adopting puppies, does that help?
Keegan Russ who backtracks his teasing when your waterline collects tears, croons sweet apologies for pushing your buttons. he was mean, wasn’t he? he’s sorry, should’ve known he was pushing you too much. “Baby, c’mon— no, it’s not okay.”, he hugs you close, kisses the side of your head as he gently sways with you, “Should’ve known better than that, I’m sorry.”. whether he playfully refused to kiss you too many times or cracked a few too many jokes at your expense, he’ll cradle your face in his rough hands while pecking your forehead
Keegan Russ who never shames you for the tears that start welling in your eyes. he might be an asshole sometimes, but he’d never call you a crybaby in mean spirit. he loves that cry over anything, if it means he gets to comfort you he welcomes it. it isn’t silly or dumb to him, he’ll thumb your tears away and hold you tight. he carries tissues in his back pocket for you, cracks a smile watching you wipe the corner of your eyes - you look pretty with wet eyes, he’s grown fond of the red tint in your sclera. he’ll offer his shoulder to you any time
#keegan russ#keegan p russ#keegan russ cod#keegan russ call of duty#keegan russ headcanons#keegan russ x you#keegan russ x reader#cod#cod thoughts#call of duty#hit post
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That image of hime will never leave her mind. She knows it's a bold thing to say, but she knows in her gut, it will stay with her. Letting out a small sigh, she hated herself for playing with his mind and emotions. "In what way? If you were to be honest now, what would you say about where you were mentally?" She knew Grace said he couldn't be pushed, but she needed to try. "And would this have built up the way it did if you were seeing your therapist more regularly?" She didn't want to scold him, but she wanted to support him, which means scheduling therapy appointments, both as his assistant and his girlfriend- whoa. The subtlety that thought came to her stunned her for a second, abort, abort, abort. Looking back at him forcefully focusing on him to deter her own inner spiral.
Smiling and letting out a soft chuckle at the thought of slapping him across the face, her facial expression soured the more he divulged his inner thoughts. "Wow, those thoughts either really hate me or are out to get you." She tried to joke. She could see he was embarrassed and her heart hurt for him because he had no reason for it. "You know I don't feel that way right?" She knew he admitted it was a stupid thought, but she wanted him to hear it from her. "Especially when I'm not 'dealing' with you. If anything, you're 'dealing' with me. You have a legitimate diagnosis to back up your stuff, I'm just... a naive and gullible idiot." Chuckling at her own expense. "I don't know," She said awkwardly disliking any talk around money, specifically someone else buying her anything. "It is an expense, technically, but I can get my own phone. You pay be very well to be able to afford a new one." She felt so awkward as if she had insects crawling underneath her skin, "It's fine, I can buy it." She said quickly, desperate for this conversation to be over, "I'll buy it later, or tomorrow, or whenever." She nodded. "You know, I really like getting back into bed idea. Where are your spare sheets? I can go make the bed, or we can use that guest room I've been neglecting."
He hated that he put her through that, that she'd had to see him like that. It was worse that he knew she blamed herself for it when, in reality, she'd done nothing wrong. "I was in a weird place yesterday. Everything building up the way it had, feeling like I was going to lose you before we ever even got to have anything..." Maybe he didn't want to discuss it right now but he couldn't avoid it forever. "I wasn't being honest about where I was mentally either and it caught up to me." Honestly he didn't know if a shock to the system would work or not. Everyone seemed to want to treat him with such a soft touch when he got to be a certain way. But it might work. "It's definitely worth a shot. Like, don't slap me across the face or anything because I don't know how I would react to that. But maybe a hug or something? Something to knock me out of it. You being there helped, I swear it did. I just... honestly, when your call dropped I thought something happened to you and I was so close to calling the cops but I didn't know where you were and then the intrusive thoughts just snaked in and told me you'd hung up on me on purpose and that you didn't want to deal with me anymore. It was stupid." He felt embarrassed and it showed on his face. "What I really want is to get back into bed but we can definitely get you a new phone. Is that considered a company expense or are you not going to let me cover that one? You can use mine if you need to make calls or anything. I've got nothing to hide."
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JINX IS ALIVE AND I CAN PROVE IT!
OK so, in the final episode of arcane Jinx blows herself up along with Vander/Warwick so she must be dead right?
WRONG
Here's my evidences
1. Foreshadowing, The Airship
Arcane is full of foreshadowing, nothing in this show is meaningless, repeating motifs and Chekhov's guns are plenty. In the very first act in episode 1 of the show the first words out Powders mouth to the audience is "One day, I'm gonna ride in one of those things.", this is in reference to an airship floating past.
The start of the shot has the ship fly above the camera and allow us to see the back fans. See how this frame is set, its a establishing shot with a focal point on the left side with the airship above the horizon line on the left. Now look at the end shot of act 3 season 2
It is a replace, a beat for beat copy of the first airship shot, arcane is the most expensive animated show to ever be produced, this is not a coincidence, this is foreshadowing. Its telling the audience that Powder fulfilled her wish. But there's more.
2. Repeating motifs, Jinx's scribbles/ film noise
At the end of the act3 s3's shot is this glitched out end card, before it for a few frames we se film noise. Film noise is when dust or other stuff gets on the film roll creating white specks and streaks, this is significant because its a running motif with Jinx and her hallucinations.
The first image is the end scene of arcane while the second image is from ep6 s1, notice the white streaks in each. Film noise, it only appears with Jinx, its a visual motif of hers, denoting her grip on reality and saying to the audience that she is here, its her motif.
3. Visual story telling, Caitlyn, The Monkey, The Hexgate and Shimmer
Caitlyn is first and foremost a detective, she is a brilliant minded woman who was able to figure out most of Silco's plot without any contact in the undercity, she has a keen eye for detail and can reconstruct in her mind a crime scene as seen in ep 4 s1.
We see her in the final minutes of ep 9 s2 pondering Jinx's "death", I think she believes Jinx is still alive and is gathering evidence.
She has with her the monkey head of the monkey bomb Jinx used. It is the same one as the bomb, the same red paint on the ear and middle nail. But here's the thing, if the monkey head survived getting blow up, there should be remnants of Jinx's body or cloths or anything but we are show nothing.
This tells me Caitlyn also thinks Jinx is alive and is trying to figure out how. She looking through her mothers archives on Jayce's blueprints of the hexgate. and she zooms in onto the part of the blueprints that show vent ways in roughly the same area Jinx would have fell, meaning that Jinx had an escape route out of the hexgate and away from the explosion.
This leads me on to my finale point of the visual story telling and it has to do with shimmer. Jinx gains this uncanny speed with shimmer and when she uses this new power we see these trails of pink. In this new season we also see how she seeming goes so fast we cant see her except for the trails of shimmer.
This leads me to the explosion, if we slow it down we see the same pink glowing streak rushing away from the explosion. Jinx used her shimmer speed to get out.
We only ever seen this pink streak is with Jinx and other shimmer enhanced people but Jinx is the only one with this ludicrous speed that could outrun an explosion.
I do believe Jinx lives, there is to much evidence and frankly, Jinx is to much of a money maker for Riot to just kill off. I bet we will be seeing her soon in Riot's new show even if its small cameo
#jinx#jinx arcane#jinx lol#arcane#arcane season 2#arcane season 2 spoilers#arcane spoilers#arcane theory#arcane league of legends#league of legends
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I told you I had a special assignment for you faggot. That's right, faggot. We all know you're a fucking homo, and now that I'm head of your division I'm gonna treat you like one, put you in your place. You walk around like you think you're equal to us, the real men, the straight men. But you're just a piece of fucking perverted shit. I've seen your numbers, I can't fire you due to your work. I hate to admit it, but you're one of the best we have. But that doesn't mean I'm going to treat you well by any means. So from now on when I tell you to do anything, and I mean anything, you do it without question, got it? I'll fucking screw up your work myself so I can fire your ass if you don't. So today you're staying overtime and massaging my sweaty smelly stinking socked feet. I know you can smell 'em all ready, my feet sweat a lot in my expensive leather dress shoes. So get massaging, make 'em feel good. And sniff 'em too. How fucking degrading huh? Sniffing a man's sweaty smelly socked feet at his command? And you will you fucking weakling. Kiss 'em too, and thank me for the honor and for keeping you on here. I think we'll make this a regular Friday, unpaid overtime assignment for you. Whatdya think? Grab me a scotch on the rocks from the bar quick then get to it. I'm going to enjoy your humiliation and my deserved sweaty socked foot massage. This is just the beginning faggots. Wait until I fart in your face. Hahahaha!
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Can I have some Boyfriend Izuku headcanons, Please.
Izuku Midoriya Boyfriend headcanons!
cw: swearing, yelling at the screen lmao
Pairings: Izuku Midoriya x gn!reader, mentions of pretty and lipstick, but no specific pronouns mentioned.
Headcanons, drabble ig??
I love him mwah
God, he's such a loser. But in a cute way. A very and I mean VERY attractive way.
He would ramble, then apologize afterward. But then, after realizing that you don't mind and that you're genuinely interested in the topics he talks about.
He would even start thinking about you a lot.
"I really wanna talk to Y/N... so bored.."
He would find himself thinking of this very often, to the point where he would start mumbling these things. Then, after Tenya asked him about it, he got all flustered and said something along the lines of "N-No! Y/N is just a really close friend, don't worry a-about it!" And stuttered like 20 times for one word lmao—
After you two got together, he would be such a gentleman. Always telling you how pretty or cool you look, how badass you look in your hero costume, he is so damn in love with you.
He would sometimes come over to your dorm with his switch or an extra controller to play video games. He shows up unexpectedly, not even a text, controller, or switch in hand and a bag of candy or snacks. He doesn't even have to say anything, and you just let him in immediately.
Also, he loves playing video games with you. He loves playing games like The Finals, Lethal Company, Minecraft, any game you choose he will buy as well so you can play together. As long as it ain't too expensive, lmao.
He loves yelling at the screen with you, yelling at your poor teammates or the enemies😭😭
Ya'll be portraying him as a cute Lil cinnamon roll, but we all know that's when it comes to being with people he cares about. He acts like this out of a small bit of anxiety of hurting those around him in a way. But we all know that he's yelling at his poor teammates who keep on getting themselves killed.
What was that one meme/clip?
"YOUR AIM IS ASS🫵🖕!!!"
*breathes*
"Your aim... is not good !☝️😋"
(Literally him tbh....)
He LOVES IT when you are so focused on showing love to his scars. When you hold his hand and do that thumb thing. Hold him or hug him, and he explodes from pure joy.
He is absolutely in love with you and actually talks about you all the time.
You both have wallpapers of each other. Specifically, a picture of you with lipstick marks all over your face on his phone and a picture of him with lipstick marks all over his face.
One time, you kissed his cheek with lipstick on and purposefully, you did not tell him. AT ALL. you later received a message. A picture of him looking all embarrassed, and the message read "why didnt u tell me :(" That almost made you feel bad. Almost.
Ugh, I love this dude sm bro AAA
Totally didn't add my little obsession with that game... (The Finals...)
#bnha#mha#mha headcanons#izuku midoriya#mha izuku#izuku x reader#deku#mha deku#mha x reader#headcanon#izuku midoriya x reader
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trans!curly / jimcurly / mdni
In all ways Curly is someone who Jimmy wants to be.
He’s kind, he’s handsome, he’s a leader, and people respect him. He knows what to say and when to say it, and others listen to him like how a dog listens to a master. Curly doesn’t even demand esteem, he just gets it, and it pisses Jimmy off.
It’s been that way for a while, and all Jimmy can do is stomach it. He doesn’t know what happened, what strings Curly had to pull, but he tugged those strings and is now sitting pretty on his pedestal looking down from his rosy spot onto the other crew members– onto Jimmy.
The worst part about it is that Curly isn’t even a man, or at least not one in the technical sense. Jimmy remembers when he was a scrawny little girl with poofy long blonde hair that his mom wouldn’t allow him to straighten or cut. He remembers Curly’s braces, and how he would mispronounce words and stumble over his sentences. He remembers the skirts he had to wear because he wasn’t allowed to wear pants, or anything “revealing” for that matter that wasn’t what his stuffy fucking Pentecostal parents approved of.
They met at a church that Jimmy didn’t attend with a chain link fence surrounding the perimeter overlooking a busted white trash trailer park. His mom used to talk shit about that church and how fake everyone is, how they will say “bless your heart” to her when she was on the front porch hitting the glass pipe right before CPS showed up in Jimmy’s front lawn with a nosy cop the next day.
“Remember when my mom used to have a nasty meth addiction and get so addled that she’d accuse us of stealing her spoons?” Jimmy says off handedly one day in the cockpit.
“I don’t think she liked me much,” Curly muses, brow puckering. “Then again I don’t think she liked anyone.”
Jimmy leans over in his chair, his brows creeping up his forehead. “No, she didn’t. I think the meth fried her brain,” he says. “The only time she didn’t do meth was when she was pregnant with me.”
Curly looks over, a smirk playing on his lips. “What did she do instead?”
Jimmy’s face fell, but he played it off. Curly didn’t mean anything by it, maybe. He definitely did, actually. Jimmy crosses his arms, affronted. So much for playing it off.
Sometimes Jimmy’s emotions got the better of him like now, but he can’t help the visceral annoyance that creeps up in him like an invasive vine.
“You fucker,” Jimmy spits. “She wasn’t clean, as you know. I don’t know why you had to go there, but heroin.”
Curly’s eyes flit over to Jimmy, expression apologetic in its own manipulative way. He hates how Curly wilts at any backlash; it’s pathetic in how he behaves like a kicked mutt at any ounce of criticism.
Maybe he’s a little too hard, maybe. Whatever, Curly can just deal with it.
“I… didn’t know. Sorry. I was just joking”–
“Shitty joke,” Jimmy states flatly. “Don’t know why we can’t have a conversation where you don’t make a comment at my expense. It’s kind of annoying.”
Curly’s mouth draws into a taut line, obviously affected by the weight of Jimmy’s words and how they land so heavily on his shoulders. He twists the knife regardless.
They’ve always been that way together, and Curly has always been too sensitive for his own good. Too appeasing, placating. He has never told Jimmy no nor has he ever defended himself. Jimmy thinks his leadership is ill-placed because even if he is well respected and people listen to him, he’s a big fucking pushover. It’s goddamned irritating.
He found that out when they were kids, when Curly forked over his sour gummies because Jimmy threatened to beat his nose in with a rock. Not once did he claim that Jimmy couldn’t hit a girl, nor did Curly ever use any method of defense. He gave up just like that.
Curly is the same now as he was then.
Jimmy sighs, arms unraveling. “Relax. I’m not mad or anything. Don’t get so worked up over something so trivial.”
Curly deflates. He drags his hand down his face, smoothing out the lines of exhaustion that creases his skin around his nose. Dark circles paint his eyes from lack of sleep, his normally bright blue gaze dull and lacking life.
“I guess I’m more sensitive than I normally am. I haven’t slept well at all since we’ve disembarked, maybe averaging one to two hours of sleep a night.” Curly explains himself to Jimmy. It’s another compulsive habit of his, one that makes Jimmy’s heart swell.
He likes that he can wiggle his fingers in the cracks of Curly’s otherwise pristine surface. Curly is riddled with small, hairline cracks, and Jimmy knows exactly how to chip away at his vulnerabilities.
Jimmy will claw his way up Curly’s pedestal and drag him down to his level.
“You need to relax, Captain,” Jimmy presses. He takes Curly’s hand off the center console, holding it in his own rough, calloused palm as his heavy lidded gaze lingers on his friend.
Curly drags his hand out of Jimmy’s grasp and stretches. “I don’t know how to relax,” he says. It isn’t a complaint, but the truth.
In all actuality, as Jimmy knows, Curly is a tightly wound ball of anxiety. During their more intimate moments when there weren’t eyes and ears trained on them, Curly has said so himself.
Only the cockpit and sleeping chambers lack cameras. Jimmy swivels his chair, now facing the door.
“I can help you relax,” Jimmy says, turning his thoughts over in his head. “If you’ll let me, that is. If you won’t shy away like you always do. If you won’t deny me like you did when we were shitty hormonal teenagers.”
Curly’s face flares pink.
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I honestly feel like people do not know anything about the first and second Roman dynasties. Especially the second Roman Emperor.
Jews had no control of politics, no control of law, we also have different ways of execution (at the time Jewish law would have stated he be stoned to death).
In the first Roman dynasty ran by Augustus, he married Tiberius' mother Livia Drusilla. When Augustus died he did not give the Roman Empire to any of his biological children, he always favored Tiberius. So anyways at this time of Augustus it was... Okay-ish to be a Jew under Augustus. We were allowed to practice, we were allowed to work and own businesses. Not saying the treatment was good by any means. We still had no say in the Senate. Anyways Augustus passed away and left the Roman Empire to Tiberius. Tiberius very soon after taking control of the empire expelled Jews from the empire, did not allow the practice of Judaism, did not allow us to own businesses, we were not allowed to work. It was said that over one hundred prophets died under his command, Christ being one of them.
Tiberius was responsible for literally bankrupting Rome by building a huge, expensive Colosseum. He even started to put copper inside of silver and gold coins so he could save money for the also expanding military. His people despised him, so he became paranoid and actually killed many in the Senate and several of his advisors, to the point people did not want that prestigious job working for him. Tiberius went crazy and went into hiding with his son. Fearing that any large group were to get together that he could die/ lose Rome, he instructed soldiers to kill anyone who had a following, with the punishment of crucifixion (as did many other crimes). Jews had no control and no say in the Roman Empire at this time, so no, there was no "Jewish trial" even. It did not matter your religion at the end of the day, Tiberius did not want anyone having any type of following. As I previously stated he was thought to kill over one hundred prophets.
So, no. There was no Jewish trial because Jesus was Jewish, it was a Roman trial because he broke a Roman law of having a following.
Jews were not allowed to even practice inside the Roman Empire, so there would not have been any Jews involved in the trial. Also the punishment in that time period of a Jewish trial for blasphemy would have been a stoning.
A little bit of history for you all.
#Tiberius#roman emperor#second roman Emperor#history lesson#jewish decide is antisemetic#jumblr#antisemitism#jews in ancient Rome during Tiberius rule
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ˏˋ°•*⁀➷Hi Neighbor!: Aizawa Shouta x readerˏˋ°•*⁀➷
Word count: 1.8k, Gender neutral reader
You knew that living on your own wasn't going to be easy at first. Moving in, making friends, finishing paperwork, all of it had finally caught up to you. As the weeks eased in and the weather got warmer, you increasingly found those hardships to have become fruitless. Their meaning no longer evident as you happily walked up to your floor, fishing your keys out of your pocket.
As you lift your head, a yellow paper is seen hanging on the front of your door, bold letters harboring it.
“TENANTS!!
PLEASE REGARD THE FOLLOWING RULES AND REGULATIONS…”
You quirk a brow, reading over the lists. He was basically pitching a rant through the ink, talking about rent increases if any of the following were to continue. Noise, damage, even new utility fees.
The hell!? This was not the first time he's done this but it would be the last time you'd put up with it.
As you look over the paper once more, you can hear footsteps approaching, possibly another tenant. They stop behind you, you peek over to see what you assumed to be your neighbor across the hall holding the same yellow paper in his hand.
You had never been able to properly introduce yourself to him, he had always seemed so reserved and distant. A small grunt leaves his chest as he reads. You decide to clear your throat after a moment, facing him slightly.
“...bullshit, right?”
All he does is nod in response, folding the paper up and headinging inside of his apartment.
Quite reserved��too reserved. You knew you could crack him one of these days.
About a week goes by before that eye sore of a yellow paper seems to make it back to your door. You groan, ripping it off and staring at it intently. All you needed when getting off of work was a nice hot bath and your comfort food. No this. Apparently people had been disregarding the “rules”, Yeah right. Like a landlord could legally make you do anything listed.
In your silent frustration, it seems your neighbor had arrived at his home once more, taking off the paper and glancing at you, noticing how deep you were in your frustration.
“You were right”
You perk your head up curiously, meeting the man's gaze. You had never been able to get a good look at him until now but damn was he a sight to behold. A sharp jaw, even sharper eyes, dark hair disheveled but actually kinda suited him and a rather sizable scar under his eye. Curious..
You tilt your head, “Right about what?”
He looks down at the paper, “It's bullshit.” You stand there in silence, Did he really just quote you from days ago?? So he was listening..
You nod eagerly, “Exactly! Who does this guy think he is? Can't even come home in peace, y’know?” You make eye contact with him once more, folding the paper absentmindedly between your fingers.
You notice the slight tilt of a grin surrounded by his rough stubble. All he replies with is a quaint ‘yeah’ before returning into his apartment.
You were getting closer, you knew it. You wouldn't pressure him but would it really hurt to get to know eachother better? Maybe this landlord fiasco would be your in.
As you're making your way up your complex stairs, you notice the man from before standing there in the hall. He must've gotten there before you. You wave with a quick hello, hoping to garner his attention one way or another. He doesn't reply, it wasn't unusual but it ticked you off a bit. Looking over his shoulder slightly, you notice a blue slip now in his grasp. Low and behold, it's on your door as well.
You swipe it off, not caring of the condition. It seems that nothing has gotten better, the landlord being more like a land demon at this point reeking havoc on your paychecks. It wasn't your guys’ fault that the utilities and expenses were shitty, maybe he should take better responsibility of his complex and maybe-
“I think your slip has taken enough hits” You’re cut out of your thinking by the sound of the man's voice breaking the silence. You glance at him quizzically, “Huh?”
He nods down towards the blue paper in your tight grasp, “You’ve been staring daggers into it for a couple minutes now.” Oh god did he see that?! You quickly compose yourself. “Yeah, sorry ‘bout that. This land lord is gonna be the death of me though, maybe even my paycheck”
He stifles a chuckle, you immediately look over at the strictly stoic man in front of you. A small grin makes its way to your face from the sound, you’ve finally cracked him…at least to some degree.
“Seriously. This guy does not know how to back off.” He crumples the paper in his grasp, unlocking his apartment door. You hum in agreement, going to unlock your own door as well before turning to the man. “Hey, i never caught your name”
He turns around, black strands of hair slightly obscuring his face as he grumbles out, “...Aizawa”
You nod, a small smile gracing your face. “L/N, nice to finally make your acquaintance, Aizawa”
He’s silent for a moment, giving you a curt nod as he enters his home. You sighed, walking into your apartment and kicking your shoes off. It was tough, though knowing you had made some sort of progress with the rugged man gave your heart an elated sensation, and maybe one day it’ll be easier to catch his attention.
Its been a couple days, whenever you had come home it seems he was already there in his own and vice versa, like your paths were rarely meeting. The smell of the food you were preparing for dinner filled the dim air in your apartment, it had been the one day you had off of work and damnit if you weren’t going to enjoy the hell out of it.
As you turned down the heat on the stove, a pert knock was heard on your door. You set the stove down to the lowest setting and put the lid over it, “One moment, please!” Your voice rang in reference to the door, quickly cleaning off your hands and looking through the peephole.
It was.. Aizawa? Well, now this was quite unusual, he had never approached you directly before so why now?
You opened the door to be met with his face, “Hey Aizawa-Kun, something the matter?” You leaned on the doorway, taking in his usual cold demeanor. He had his arms crossed, long black tee and pants as usual; what's new?
Aizawa looks up and down the hallway before looking back at you, his hair hiding his eyes as usual. He lets out a small sigh before speaking, "Can I come in for a minute?" You nod, “Oh yeah, of course” You move out of the way, letting him in. As he enters, he immediately takes note of the smell of food coming from the kitchen. He takes a moment to look around your apartment before speaking again
"You were in the middle of cooking?"
You look over to the kitchen, waving it off. “Oh yeah, don't worry, it's just simmering.” You cross your arms and look at him curiously “Sooo, what's up?”
"Well..." He hesitates for a moment, his hand going up to his hair and gripping some strands as his eyes glance at the ground before looking back at you. "You see... I'm... I'm moving out soon..."
Your face drops slightly at the statement, taken aback by the declaration. “Oh” That's all you could muster. You weren’t too close with him but you can't lie that you were getting used to his usual small talk. He nods his head slowly and lets go of the strands of hair in his hand. "Yes... I already found another place to stay but I wanted to keep in touch with you.”
Your head perks up at that. Keep in touch with you?? After all of his one-offs and solemn demeanor, you didn't think he’d actually want to get to know you more like you did with him.
He notices how you perk up when he mentions keeping in touch with you and feels some relief. He runs a hand through his hair again and nods. "Yes. We didn't get to know each other that much since we only really spoke a few times and well...I enjoyed the little conversations we had and I was hoping we could continue talking even though I won't be living next to you anymore.."
Part of you was jumping with glee, feeling straight out of a slice of life manga- but no, you can't get ahead of yourself. You barely know him, you talked a few times and maybe he was just that interesting but…but… damnit.
“Yes! Of course! I-i mean yeah totally” You scramble over to your living room, grabbing your phone off of the table and handing it to him, contacts open. You swear you saw a hint of a smirk on his face as he took the device from you, punching in his numbers and handing it abc. You quickly made his contact and nodded. “I’ll text you in a bit so you have my number, ‘kay?”
Your eagerness was met with his usual calm and stoic demeanor, you didn't care about it now because you learned it's a part of him. There was nothing more to earn than his attention. He nods, opening the door slightly. “I’ll look out for it”
The small grin on your face never fades, holding your phone in your slightly sweaty palm, “I hope your moving goes well!” You move to hold the door open as he leaves, waving to him as he enters his almost-former apartment.
Closing the door, you couldn't help but take in the interaction. Did that just happen? Are you hallucinating? You walk back to the kitchen, taking the lid off of the food and putting the heat up.
You glance at your phone, seeing his contact ‘Aizawa’. Nope, not dreaming. You text hastily.
“Hi! It's L/N from across the hall, making sure you have my number!”
You set the phone back down as if it were on fire. Was that too straightforward? You stir the food. Was that too preppy? The food sizzles slightly on the pan. Should you have- ‘ping!’
You pick up the phone quickly, the light illuminating your eager expression.
“Got it, thank you L/N.”
“If you are wanting to, i would like to take you to the cafe just down the road.”
Now you were shitting bricks. Duh! Of course you would! You’d love nothing more!
“Sounds awesome! Let's plan it one of these days :)”
Now you felt as if you didn't have to worry about how excited you were, in this moment you could care less just knowing he was thinking about you in his own, Aizawa way. To say you ate in peace was an understatement, the prospect of hanging out with the solemn man on what could realistically be called a date made the food somehow taste 100x better. Maybe even 100,000x.
#fluff#my hero academia#cute#my hero acedamia#one shot#my hero acadamy#boku no hero academia#drabble#reader insert#bnha aizawa#shouta aizawa x reader#aizawa shouta#mha aizawa#aizawa x reader#aizawa shōta#eraserhead#aizawa shota#shouta aizawa#bnha shouta aizawa#x reader#fem reader#gender neutral reader#female reader#aizawa#mha#mha x reader
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17. an earliest obsession you remember?
Always been obsessed with crowns 👑
#ever since I can remember tbh#my mom had a tiara and she passed it down to my sister and now I have it#it’s probably like a play tiara but I still hold it close to my heart#I mean it has jewels so it’s not like plastic or anything#but it’s not anything expensive by any means#also always been obsessed with seashells#ever since I went on a trip with my family to some beach and collected a shit ton#oh oh and cool rocks#I have a shit ton from when I was younger#ask#anon#ask game
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clenches fist. finally sucked it up and ordered a new ipad...
#i splurged a tiny bit and got one with... one whole fucking tb of storage#my current one has 64gb#it is due for an update and i literally cannot fucking update it lmao i dont have the space#im running out of things i can delete. i literally have procreate and thats IT i have long ago deleted all other apps for the space#i mean i am still getting. like. a refurbed ipad thats like gen 3 or whatever its certainly not NEW#what am i the queen?#but considering i currently have a gen 1 i could literally get anything and it'd be a hell of an upgrade#i have enough money saved up from comms/patreon/kofi/etc on my paypal that i could literally purchase this w/o touching my bank acct#so like! if you have at any point over the past like six months donated subscribed or commissioned me!!! THANK YOU!!!!!#you have allowed me to afford a new ipad and continue making things ; w ;#and hopefully finally get to try out procreate dreams which i havent been able to touch yet fhrfrhf32fe#I REALLY WANNA TRY TO MAKE AN ANIMATIC FOR YALL.....#i thought abt asking for one for xmas but i dont want to wait and it would be a V expensive gift to ask for and also like#id rather just pick one out myself... than rely on my family picking out smth... so... you know. timing is what it is whatever#XMAS GIFT TO MYSELF#personal#txt posts
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listing stuff for resale online and i'm just... so tired of taking pictures. cropping pictures. taking measurements. weighing out postage. finding boxes. writing descriptions. i'm so tired.
#i've been putting stuff up on mercari for like idk a year and a half ish now#started with mainly just stuff from the two book box subscriptions that i have if they aren't something i really want to read/keep#and then i started thinning out my bookshelves a little and listing those (standard edition) books#and now lately i've been putting up clothes that i've been decluttering from my closet#and those i've started cross-posting on poshmark too#and like i don't really have anything fancy other than some of the special editions from my book boxes#so i'm getting like two or three dollars for most of my sales#and it does add up. not to a lot. but. you know. better than nothing.#it's just... so tedious... for the two dollars...#buttttt also i've had several unexpected Big Expenses pop up#(tree damage from the tornado. hit and run car repairs. new insurance year so i haven't hit my out of pocket max for med expenses. etc.)#and it would be very nice to have a bit of extra cash coming in#like i'm okay overall#this isn't a dire situation by any means#i would just like to soften the blow a little ya know?#(and also complain on the internet while i'm doing that)
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I'm trying to pick a major that I would be the most interested in just because it would make my life so much easier and right now I have like three ideas and they all have a million problems
#like bioengineering. that sounds great right#id make good money with even just a bachelors degree#but i dont want to be stuck with that my whole life. that doesnt sound fun to me and engineering is supposed to be a miserable major#AND MINOR#and its a relatively new field so not a lot of places near me have it. and the places that DO have it are crazy expensive#i want to get a degree in linguistics because thats something that sounds fun to me. i would enjoy that#im good with english and language#but what can i really do with a linguistics degree? and im not good at learning other languages so i couldnt be an interpreter as much as i#would enjoy it#i kind of want to go for theatre tech stuff but. idk there arent really any buts but is that really realistic for me? i stopped doing tech#in freshman year because people were kind of mean. im a quitter and theyre not going to like that and i havent done anything related#in so long so really what are the chances i get accepted for that#how much do techs make anyways? i guess it doesnt have to be THEATRE tech i could do tech for anything#i know people who tech for bands make pretty good money and they have fun#i lied theres four#i could do geology something but thats broad and also the best school for it in the state is UF.#im NOT going to UF. i would rather die. its a personal grudge. also they suck and barely accept anybody even though the school SUCKS AND IT#SO EXPENSIVE FOR NO REASON#i wanted to do marine bio two years ago but theres soooo many problems with that. including ticks#I HATE TICKS#“but joel. isnt it MARINE science? there arent ticks in the ocean” YOURE WRONG. TICKS ARE EVERYWHERE. also marine bio has a lot to do with#marshes and there ARE ticks in marshes. and maritime hammocks where id be spending a lot of time. you would not believe the amount of ticks#ive gotten from my marine bio and environmental management classes. its so many. so many ticks
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And on top of it all. $300+ stolen from my bank account
#if you say anything that even implies it’s my fault you’re getting blocked#idek what the total is bc I can’t see all the transactions#I can’t fucking deal w this right now. I work every day and get almost no money. and my life is expensive#I got my card frozen and am getting another one mailed to me + I’m allegedly able to do fraud paperwork once the transactions go thru#but I don’t trust for a damn minute that there’s any chance of getting the money back. it’s gonna be just another pointless task#I’ll have to drive home to get it once it’s mailed and in the meantime I don’t have a way to spend money. which means I can’t get gas#and I have to drive a lot the next couple weeks. thank god I got gas yesterday but goddamn#mine#txt#personal#vent post
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5 Happy Things
Tues, Oct 1, 2024
My mom made a typo! Usually it's me who makes them and I just thought it was so cute and charming of my perfect and super cool mom to make a lil mistake that I often do. Made me feel like "haha, she really is my mom"
Bought some osmantheus oolong tea and brooooo it is so insanely good. It was bagged and like $14/8 bags (equal to the cost of the groceries I was buying TT) but so worth it. The scent is really so lovely and distinct and the first steep barely had to be in there to be super fragrant and refreshing, and the second steep is a bit more astringent but rounds really nicely on the tongue and the smell stays really well
My water filter is working :D
Had zero problems doing the things I usually do! Putting on clothes, getting out of bed, going to class! Yay!
Did not blank out on my math test today and definitely passed!!
#5 happy things#i didn't have any appointments today which was REALLY nice. i appreciated that more than i realized i would#i've been lowkey dreading today but to reach the end of the day and feel like 'ah i really had a peaceful day' was so nice#been thinking about drinking osmantheus tea for AGES. really wanted to get it from my favourite bbt shop but so expensive TT#so to buy the somewhat expensive leaves but have it less than $2/drink and have it about $1/mug if i steep twice is a steal!!#i'm so happy the tea turned out delicious!! i was really really worried that bc it was bagged it would be subpar#but the taste and smell are so good i'm so happy!!#was thinking about adding some milk or honey if it didn't turn out well but it would actually be a crime to add anything to this tea#i'm SO glad i'm not good at distinguishing what teas are High Quality bc it means i get to enjoy this happily!!#i hope i don't finish it too quickly but also hope i do in a way...#since there are some dried rose buds i was eyeing at the grocery store that i wanna drink#there is no place so magical and charming as a grocery store!! esp the tea aisle at a chinese supermarket
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I feel insane. Listening to some people talk about struggling with balanced consistent eating and out of every point they make to why it's a struggle they keep circling back to its so expensive. I feel like. Can people hear themselves. Does anyone hear how insane that sounds. Food is hard because it's so expensive. Food. That thing you need to. You know. Survive. To live . The most basic. Food is so expensive nowadays it's so hard to eat enough. HELLO? THAT'S INSANE
#tide of consciousness#The number one reason for why someone might struggle with eating enough should not be MONEY#THIS FEELS LIKE. DO WE REALLY LIVE IN THIS WORLD#I CAN'T HANDLE THINKING ABOUT THIS I'M GOING TO FALL APART#Everytime I think about how the most necessary tools to just be able to live are the most expensive ones I just#I can't#I can't handle that. God its horrific#The idea that someone out there went here's a thing a large majority of the population needs to literally survive#That means they HAVE to pay me this price for it! Huzzah! Instant money cheat! I HATE YOU#I can't think about glasses I can't think about phones I can't think about insulin or any medication#I can't think about it. Every little thing that people depend on to accomplish anything that costs hundreds to thousands of dollars#Its so scary#The environment this creates makes therapy a near requirement to get through things at times#Paywall that too.#Like how does anyone deal with feeling like every system exists only to push as much money out of me as possible#You have to make money to buy the things you need so you work 12 hours a day to make the money to pay for these things#Like you can't. You can't have a life anymore you just have to work for the most basic necessities and you're left with no time no money#No life at all. Everyone exists just to create product and keep the economy moving#I can't think about this. I can't handle it I can't fathom it I can't I can't I can't
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#and i mean the entire concept of transactions#including favor for favor transactions or trading transactions#if people just did things for other people without expecting anything in return#everyones needs would be met and properly accounted for and there'd be no crime no hate no greed no envy nothing#you need a house?#boom heres a house no expense#need food?#of course! heres some food to feed you and your family if you have any#and so on and so fourth with everything#cities would be walkable because car companies both wouldnt exist and couldnt lobby the government#companies wouldnt exist because money doesnt exist and everyone owns everything#poverty wouldn't exist because money wouldnt exist#itd be a utopia
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