#buuut i passed the class so whatever

[blyszczopies]

[ID: a chart presenting five stamps with pictures depicting the Wawel Dragon legend. the first stamp shows the dragon in its cave, confidently breathing fire. it is green with darker stripe going from its nose to the tip of its tail. it has a snake shaped head with two upward horns, and spikes on its forehead, back and tail.

in the second stamp the dragon is curiously poking at the sheep standing in front of its cave. the shadow under the sheep has a skull shape. the third stamp shows the sheep. it has X marks instead of eyes and it has a visible sewing mark on its chest.

the fourth stamps portrays the dragon in its cave, taking a closer look at the sheep. it is holding it close it its face, with one eye squinted. in the fifth stamp, the dragon is drinking water from the lake. its body is swollen, as if had already drunk a lot of water.

the stamps are put together in a flipped letter C pattern. in the space between the first and last stamp is a doodle of the Wawel Dragon sitting with a hurt expression, with its body patched up. on its left is a strip of all the stamps in their real-life size. the close the space between the first and last stamp, giving an impression of a prison bar. End ID]

an assignment from my first semester of college, we had to make stamps featuring a polish legend of our choice. of course i choose the Wawel Dragon (Smok Wawelski) because i wanted to draw a dragon.

the legend says that long time ago the city of Cracow was plagued by a dragon. it would eat all of the citizens’ sheep and cattle. many knights have tried killing the beast, but they never succeeded and would instead get eaten by it. but one day a simple shoemaker left a sheep skin filled with sulfur for the dragon to eat. and it did eat it, thinking it was real a real animal. the sulfur burned its throat, so the dragon kept drinking water until it drank so much it exploded.

and yeah the shoemaker was generously rewarded but its not about him lol

[mci-writing]

I’m so ready to go home, why am I still a state away 4 days after I was supposed to leave RAHHHHH-

Bandages (Ishigami Senku x Reader)

Warnings: Spoilers for New America Arc (specifically chapters 158-161 give or take), angst with a happy ending, angst and fluff, mention of Senku being shot but no explicit detailing of it that I can remember 😭 sorry if there is, gender neutral pronouns but there may be plausible she/her that I missed (very very sorry if there is)

Giggles flow out of an open window, a desk lamp the only source of light in the room as low music plays from a speaker. The owner lays out across a bed, feet happily kicking in the air while the fluff of their socks frisk each other in passing. The international calls on the phone will more than likely wrack the bill up, but it's hard to care when their closest friend is chatting away on the phone. It's getting late for them, inching into the next day, while their friend's day is slowly approaching the evening.

“So you tried lion, just like that?” (Y/n) holds their phone close to their ear as they roll onto their back, head hanging off the side of their bed while the plush of their blankets presses into the back of their neck, "I thought you were joking about it earlier... What did it taste like? Was it good?"

The other person on the line chuckles at that, grinning as he sits in a desk chair and scoots it to the desk in his current room with his arms crossed. He flicks on a light, grabbing a pen as he pulls a notebook towards him, "I'm ten billion percent sure you're more interested in the food I've been eating here than my research, Dragonfruit."

"Of course not, Leekboy. Tell me all about your disease research onnn... Ebola!"

This is their second phone call together for the day, the first during (Y/n)'s lunch break at school while Senku was getting up for the morning. They'd talk for an hour, the whole lunch break, until the two had to disperse for their respective duties, and then would reserve ay other catching up for night calls. It was technically both of their way of tricking the other into going to bed, but they'd spend weekends up for hours on end talking to each other about whatever came to mind until they'd pass out.

Senku was currently talking about the advancement on their research, in as much detail as possible, as per usual. (Y/n) might not understand much of it, but they still let him excitedly tell them about the topic. It's enough for them, satiates the longing to see their friend and calms the tugging feeling of them missing him. Deep down, Senku also knows they don’t understand a word of what he’s saying, but he still entertains them.

“Buuut,” He finally ends his rant when he can sense (Y/n) getting bored, a grin forming on his lips as he leans more against his shoulder, adjusting the phone a little better. He’s fully stopped writing, twirling his pen between his fingers before slamming it on the desk, “I’m ten billion percent sure I’ll be back in Japan soon. I finally got what I actually came down here for and our recent test trials are looking promising.”

He leans back into his chair, an entertained twinkle in his eye as he hears the realization dawns on them. He holds back a snort at the noise they make, “Really?”

“I’d give it a solid week or two,”

Senku jumps at the loud bang on the other line, a soft ‘Ow’ following a little after. (Y/n) lifts their face off of the book they’d just smashed it into, sheepishly laughing as they scrub the squashed feeling off, “Try coming back in one piece, please? I’ve really missed you… you being in the science lab every day after class. It’s soooo boring not being able to mess with you.”

The line’s quiet a moment before Senku lets out a few chuckles, “I guess a lab’s not the same if you don’t have a few goofballs running around you,” He responds after a beat, “Get excited, ‘cause when I get back I’ve got a few project ideas.”

“Ohh, joy. I’ll be sure to warn Taiju and Yuzuriha,” (Y/n) pulls up their group chat and happily sends a message, taking a minute to check the time. The sight makes them shiver, a groan releasing from the deepest parts of their body, “It’s suuuper late…��� They peek at the time once more, doing a quick calculation in their head before their eyebrows furrow, “And it’s definitely getting late for you, sir.”

“I’m not even tired-,” His phone rings, a FaceTime request with (Y/n)’s glaring face staring right back at him. He feels his face warm at the small pout on their lips, eyebrows knitted together with narrowed (e/c) eyes.

He watches their mouth move as they say, “Turn on your camera,” and he’s intelligent enough to do as they say. He’s rewarded with a smile, “It’s nice to see your face again, Leekboy.”

“You could’ve seen it more often if you just asked, Dragonfruit,” He easily quips back, setting his stuff aside neatly before getting up to lay his head down. His grin grows at how flustered they get, “It’s nice to see you too, (Y/n).”

“You should’ve started with that!”

~~~

“Senku!” The sound of gunshots still ring through (Y/n)’s ears days after the fact. Every time they look at him they remember each and every detail of the attack: the blood, the look of shock on everyone’s faces, the helplessness they felt watching Senku be targeted and almost taken out by a sniper.

He may be resting now, but (Y/n) knows that first chance he has he’ll jump right back up to lead, even if he’s still in the process of healing. They’ve heard him whispering his plans for once he’s back on his feet and it makes their heartbeat pound in their ears. There’s not much they can do to stop him.

“Hey, Leekboy,” They call when they finally get him alone, sitting on the edge of his medical bed. They’re unable to look at him, (e/c) eyes staring straight ahead to the walls of the lower deck, “Promise me you’ll take it easy?”

“Heh,” He chuckles, a little more breathless than before but better than the last few days since the incident, managing to tilt his head to look to them, “It’ll take more than that, Dragonfruit. 10 billion percent sure-,”

“Don’t brush it off! Stanley still hit you with his bullets,” Their eyes finally meet his, tearing up a little. He’s a little taken aback by their small outburst, analyzing their face and body language, “I… wouldn’t be able to handle you being gone, whether you’re worried about it or not. I could barely handle when you were off in Africa for a few months, but if you died?”

They feel their tears fall onto the skin of their hands. The cool feeling shocks them as they start to realize how worked up they are. They feel Senku squeeze their hand, pulling it a little closer to him after he manages to sit up.

“Well, get excited, cause I’m not planning on dying anytime soon,” He reassures. He doesn’t stop them from laying their forehead on his shoulder, his cheek pressed against the back of it, “If I did, you’d miss seeing my face-”

“Senku,” They state, straightening up and looking into his eyes. Their grip on his hand tightens, shifting their hold to press their hands to their chest. He can feel their heart hammering, the air around them stilling as their (e/c) eyes look through him, “I’m worried about you. You’ve almost died so many times, but this time…” They hesitate, their breath hitching as the tears start to roll down their cheeks. Their shoulders shudder as they attempt to hold back everything they’ve been bundling up, “This time…”

They’re unable to stop the tears, their free hand doing it’s best to run at their eyes and clear their sight. They begin full on sobbing, letting his hand go as they hold themself. (Y/n) leans into him, like they have numerous times before, and cried into his chest, drenching his bandages. Senku doesn’t hesitate to hold them their, focusing on the wall ahead of them as he takes in their words.

This isn’t his first time seeing them cry, but he’s never seen them openly cry over something concerning him. It’s makes him feel even worse, that he could cause them such distress due to his reckless actions and that they’ve been holding it in.

“(Y/n),” He finally speaks as their sons die down, his hold tightening as he pulls them more into his chest, “I promise, I’m going to survive this and I’ll try not to make you worry so much again.”

They shift in his hold, getting a better look at him as he stares down at them, (e/c) eyes meeting his crimson ones that are a mix of serious and teasing. His mouth slowly curls up into his usual confident grin, his hand coming up and wiping their tears away.

They mirror it with a smile of their own, laughing a little, “Yeah, Leekboy? I’ll miss seeing you geek out in your lab with Chrome if you’re gone.”

“Of course, Dragonfruit,” He teases back, “Heh, I’d miss seeing your face.”

He doesn’t miss the way their face flushes or the small shift in their body language as they avert their eyes, “I’d miss seeing your face too…” A small glint reaches their eyes, “Senkie~”

He grimaces at that, flicking their forehead and narrowing his eyes, “I prefer Leekboy-,”

“What happened to preferring Sen~ku?”

He grips their cheeks between his fingers, continuously squeezing them til their lips pucker, “I’m gonna kiss you to make you shut up.”

“I’m not gonna stop you.”

He doesn’t hesitate, cupping their face before pulling them closer. Their noses brush against each other, his breath fanning over their lips, before softly connecting. It’s quick, a little nervous, and leaves them both smiling. They both go straight back to each other, deepening the second kiss before inevitably pulling away for air.

(Y/n)’s a little dazed after, their hands at some point gripping his shoulders. They use them to keep them steady and grounded.

“Holy shit…” They mumble, Senku chuckling at their reaction. They take him in, remembering his bandaged state.

Wait, how long has he changed his bandages out?

His drenched bandages…

“Shit, your bandages!” They hop off the bed, pressing a quick peck to the top of his head, and rush out of the room in search of Luna or a new set of bandages stored away.

[despair-to-future-arcs]

(Nagi no matter do not get angry. Hiyoko will act like the victim if you yell at her. You need to stay calm. The recording will prove how much of a bully she is.)

... *walks pass Hiyoko*

Hm? Going to ignore me? Got anything to say or are you too much of a chicken shit to do anything?

Well no, I just figure I go meet more of my classmates and also what you say there... you are aware that Teruteru and I were just talking about food, right?

Oh right yeah I did notice that...

buuut he's also the same guy that drugged our classes's food at the start of the school year to help us 'bond' or whatever and I bet he was going to sexually assault all of us because he gets off of that shit.

Well seems like he is regretting it and that seems a bit far, don't you think?

And why not? If anything, he deserves to get burn alive for even dare bringing that aphrodisiac!

But did he put it in himself?

We-Well... it was actually me but regardless...

It was his fault for bringing it so meaning, he was going to get us all high!

...Right. *keeps walking*

[rumble-aint-a-rumble-without-me]

Okokok. If ur alright with me blowing up ur inbox. This is a romance in New York. I'd say Dally is like 15/16 here. I know the timelines a little screwy but im willing to ignore it cause everything else works so well. Imma just call the main character M/C because i dont know what else to do. So M/C is a kid from the better side of New York. Their folks arent great but they are pretty rich. M/C is dating a guy their family thinks would be good for them but they don't really like him. They spend a lot of time on the bad side of new york trying to get away from it all. Only a few of their friends know where their from. The first song on the album is kinda explaining the character.

Castle-

Verse 1

Sick of all these people talking, sick of all this noise.

m/c is tired of this whole petty gossip thing the upper class have going on.

Tired of all these cameras flashing, sick of being poised.

They hate having to doll up for the cameras, they just want to do whatever without having to worry about how other people view them.

Now my neck is open wide, begging for a fist around it,

Already choking on my pride, so there's no use crying about it.

They pretend to be all cool and tough and stuff but their actually pretty vulnerable. Someone who's just desperate enough to be a danger to themself and those around them.

Chorus

I'm headed straight for the castle

They wanna make me their queen

And there's an old man sitting on the throne there saying that I probably shouldn't be so mean

They want to make something of themself outside of their family's shadow.

I'm headed straight for the castle

They got the kingdom locked up

And there's an old man sitting on the throne there saying I should probably keep my pretty mouth shut.

There aren't many opportunities for someone like them in this kind of world, people don't expect them to do anything but sit there smiling for the cameras.

Straight for the castle

buuut they are determined to make something of themself despite these barriers.

Verse 2

All of these minutes passing, sick of feeling used.

They can practically feel the time passing. They want to do something.

If you want to break break these walls down your gonna get bruised.

They have walls up, essentially. But its also a challenge. They want someone to come along and care enough to want to see all of them.

and the rest of the song just repeats itself. I'm really sorry for how long this was. I have so much more ideas for this if you can put up with super long posts.

(Who am I? I am not this confident in real life.)

That’s so cool?? And like?? Such an interesting line to follow?? I’m invested in that dude. What else you got for me? Please share!!

[sirthisisa-wendys]

Hi i just read your work and it is amazing!!!! Buuut, if its possible can you make a part 2 of Scraps? Like, the first one was so good... it kinda needs a sequel😂😂 if thats possible

Had to think about what I would write for a little bit, but I think I've got it.

Scraps (Part 2): Rindou Haitani, Ran Haitani, Kakucho Hitto, Sanzu Haruchiyo, Manjiro Sano, Hajime Kokonoi, and Takeomi Akashi x Fem!Reader

wc: 1.9k

tw: NSFW

masterlist

song recommendation:

A pussy clenching, breath hitching, thighs squeezing mess.

That's what you're reduced to as you're in class, the soundless, dual vibrator/clit sucking device hidden neatly in your underwear.

Ever since you'd been introduced to the Alpha boys, they'd made you their personal plaything. And you didn't really mind; it was something to do when things got boring around the sorority house. But sometimes... they'd take their experiments out of your scope of knowledge.

This was one of them.

You were given the toy and told that if you could hold off on cumming for twelve hours, you'd be rewarded with whatever you wanted. But you couldn't take it out, you couldn't tell anyone - oh, and you didn't know who had the remote to it. The device is only controlled by a discreet, white remote, and any one of the seven men could have it, changing the speed or the pattern of vibrations of the device. Right now, it's on a pulsing cycle, making you squirm slightly in your seat as the professor lectures about art history.

You're sitting in the very back of the lecture hall where no one would sit if they wanted to pass the class. But you're content with today being an off-day. You need to survive this challenge, first.

You can't help but think of the various dicks that would be yours for the choosing once you finish today's challenge. But it's only ten o'clock.

Ten more hours.

Around twelve, you're trying your best to keep yourself calm, sitting on the edge of your seat while you attempt a test. The speed changes from pulsing to a dull vibration, giving you a brief break from the jolts of pleasure that go straight to your clit.

"Ms. Y/n, can you come up to my desk, please? Bring your test." You look up at your professor, who is cooking her finger at you. For a moment, you wonder if she's caught on to your little predicament, but when you approach her desk, she takes your test and crumples it up before throwing it in the trash, much to your surprise. "I forgot to tell you that you have an A in the class, so you don't need to take this test." You sigh in relief, just as the vibration changes to a more intense sensation. You tense up, clenching your legs before thanking your professor and leaving the classroom quickly.

You can't take much more of this.

Around three pm, you're laying in the sorority house, face down in a pillow as you moan, the feeling of an orgasm building on top of the other six or seven ruined orgasms from earlier. But you stuff this one down with the others, tears decorating your pillowcase as you sob in frustration.

Five more hours.

_____________________________________________________________

At six o'clock, you're at your breaking point.

Dinner is at seven, but you can't even focus on anything except the buzzing between your legs. You're hazy, staring at yourself in the mirror and blinking slowly. There had been no relief, no naps, no rest from the torment, but the pink device inside of you persisted, making you want to cum over and over again. All you can do is think about algebra or something disappointing to prevent yourself from cumming all over the device and losing the challenge.

Suddenly, your phone begins to chime, and you raise it to your face, seeing "Alpha House" on the screen.

"Hello?" you breathe into the receiver, and you hear a chuckle on the other end.

"Are you okay, princess?" It's Mikey. The vibrator begins to pulse again, and you bite your lip.

"Y-yeah, I'm fine. What's going on?"

"Come by the house at seven-thirty. The boys are excited to see you." Mikey hangs up the phone and you stifle a loud moan, trying to keep yourself together before you meet the boys.

One hour left.

At seven-thirty, you're standing at the door of the house, and the vibrator is going crazy. You almost didn't make it across the campus without your legs going weak, but you prop yourself up against the door with a hand, quivering at you wait for the boys to answer the door.

"Little sister..." Ran answers the door, his violet eyes observing your quaking figure. "You made it." You try to step through the door, but Ran catches you in his arms, stooping to pick you up. He holds you against his chest, cooing into your ear about how you're such a good girl, and how they're going to take good care of you before the night is over. You're deposited in the den, where the other guys are, and Ran parts your legs with tender fingers, revealing the device nestled inside of your panties.

"All day, huh?" Sanzu wonders, sitting across from you on the couch and stroking your thigh. "You're such a good girl for us. Kakucho, Rindou, and Kokonoi didn't think you would make it."

"We placed bets," Rindou explains, forking his cash over to his brother with a small sigh. "But you proved me wrong." Mikey appears, his black eyes roaming over all of those present in the room before sliding and focusing on your half-dazed self on the couch, legs spread and shaking.

"Ready to guess who had the remote today?" You nod, breath quivering as you look around the room at the men. Your first bet would be on Sanzu, but you figure guessing him would be too obvious. Your second guess would be Rindou, but he also seemed like the most obvious. So you're left with Kakucho, Kokonoi, Mikey, Takeomi, and Ran. "You get three guesses."

Three guesses. Five men.

"M-Mikey?" Various members of the frat shake their heads. Of course, Mikey wouldn't, he just comes up with the ideas. Takeomi seems almost too bored with you, so he's off the list, too. Two guesses and four men. A twenty-five percent chance of getting it right.

"Kakucho?" He shakes his head, leaning on the back of a chair and blinking slowly.

"One more guess."

Kokonoi or Ran. Fifty-percent chance of getting it right. Kokonoi had a class with you today, but you didn't see him move his hands around as you watched from the back of the class at all. But the sensation also didn't change during the class. You have to take a chance, though.

"Ran." The violet-eyed man smiles, then produces the white remote from his pants.

"Smart girl."

"But how--"

"On Wednesdays, my work-study has me all over campus. Every time I saw you or walked by the sorority house, I'd change the vibration." Sanzu chuckles then looks at his watch.

"It's time, ain't it?" Mikey pulls your underwear off, leaving the lacy thing on the floor before looking at the device, then back at you.

"You earned yourself some extra credit," he begins. "Are you ready for us, pretty girl?"

"Yes," you keen, jerking your hips up. "Yes, I am."

"Good." Mikey slides the vibrator out of you and puts it up to your lips so you can taste yourself. You suck the device slowly, fingers coming down to caress your swollen clit as you suck your juices off of it.

After this, he stands you up and bends you over the back of the couch, feeling a large, warm pair of hands on your hips. "I'm not going last this time," Takeomi mutters, pants down around his ankles. "Been waiting for this all day." You're more than prepared to take his length, your pussy squelching and sucking his cock into you. "Fuck, yeah..." The slapping sounds of your backside against Takeomi's hips begin, and you moan, feeling the relief of a cock filling you up.

The other six just watch, some with their dicks out, others palming themselves over their pants. Mikey, as usual, is standing at the back of the room, watching the scene before him with crossed arms. This is his foreplay.

He enjoys watching and listening to you squeal more than anything. He enjoys having control over six men who will bend you over and use you as a willing cum dump if necessary, like a breeder who requires his bulls to try their luck with you, the lone heifer.

And it's pleasurable enough for you to keep coming back for more.

"Why don't we record this one?" Sanzu wonders and Takeomi laughs.

"You're gonna have to ask little sister, here. She might not--"

"That-that's fine," you pant.

"Just a little POV thing," Ran adds, pulling out his phone. "Make it real nice, Takeomi." You look back and watch the man inside of you point the phone at the space between your hips, watching his cock go in and out of you with a smile on his face.

"Look at that pussy... she's creaming all over my cock..."

And each frat brother waits his turn to cum in you, with Ran's being the most you've ever felt inside of you at one time, and Sanzu's being the roughest. Kokonoi is taking his turn when you feel cum sliding down your leg, and when he's done, cum drains out of you in a small flood. Your fingers, which have been running over your clit and bringing you close to climaxing, are covered in it, and you want so desperately to stick them inside of yourself and then suck them dry.

Kakucho takes his time bringing you pleasure, tweaking your nipples, and running his tongue down your back and up again. You suppose someone else is filming you two, because both of his hands are on your body as he pumps you full of cum, ghosting his fingers over the slight bulge from his long cock.

Rindou is last, and you watch Mikey pull out his own cock, stroking it while Rin slams his hips into you, making you moan louder than you thought possible. He grips your neck from behind, choking you lightly as you let drool run past your lips and onto the couch. You hear Ran complimenting his brother on his fucking, and your raise on your tiptoes, praying his dick would stop slamming into your cervix.

"Take it," Rin whispers in your ear. "You can take it, sweet girl." You choke out a cry, then grip the couch for all it's worth as Rindou lets himself go. When he pulls out, Mikey stands, his eyes focused on your face as he walks around the couch, taking the phone from Ran and pointing it at your filled and abused pussy.

"Push it all out for me, sweetheart." You obey, feeling the cum leak out of you rapidly before Mikey stands, swiping his cockhead over your pussy lips. "You haven't cum yet?" You shake your head, breathing heavily. "Go ahead and cum on my dick." Mikey enters you and fiddles with your swollen clit, bringing you back to the edge and not relenting. You get no warning prior to the orgasm crashing over you; the feeling of release almost taking you out.

"Oh my fucking god," you cry out, and Mikey pistons his hips a little faster as you clench around him.

"That's a good pussy," he grunts, left hand gripping your hip while he cums inside of you, growling low in his throat. When he's done, he backs away, watching you push out his cum, too. "Now I want you to get on the floor and lick it up," he orders you. "Lick all of our cum up."

You get on your knees and lick the puddle off the polished wooden floor, each man watching you with slack jaws. When you're done, you show Mikey your tongue. He approaches you, grabs your throat, and spits in it, closing your mouth as you swallow that, too.

"Such a good little slut, aren't you?"

[johnnycranes]

CP 2077 characters as teachers

Yep, back writing headcanons no one asked for

JOHNNY

Music teacher 100%

Wears shades in class

No one asks why but the students are p sure he's got a hangover

"Yeah just... do your scales or whatever til I get back"

Basically jack black in school of rock

When he does warm up to his kids, he teaches all of them the importance of "fighting the power"

Learning a Samurai song is the homework almost every single time

But they're too scared to play Never Fade Away and mess it up cuz they know that's his favorite

Talks about the good old days about the meaning of rock etc

Invites Kerry and the rest to class sometime just to hang out

Asks to take the kids to field trips but Principal Hanako refuses after that one time he brought his class to a rock concert

More often than not he sees his students sneak into his friend's Rogue's bar but he love it and even calls them badass and buys them drinks

"But you better turn in your homework tomorrow, Kevin or i will flunk you and tell everyone you can't hold in your damn drink"

JACKIE

Used to be the shop class teacher

But after the... incident, he's the new Spanish teacher

He's one of the coolest and chillest teachers, everyone loves him

The type to celebrate his students' birthdays

His mom cooks lunch for the whole class to celebrate and they all spend it in his classroom listening to his stories of when he used to be in a gang

They all think he's joking though cuz how can that sweet man with the sweetest mother come from such a harsh environment

When he sees his students doing sketchy/gang related things though he just knows what's up and always always makes time to help them out of there

He's a great guy but not the best teacher

Sometimes forgets his lesson plans

Curses a lot when he realized what he forgot and says "Oh, sorry kids, that's a bad word!"

In front of high schoolers

VIK

GYM CLASS you already know

Is the most encouraging teacher ever

Everyone knows he used to be a huge boxing star

But they're too scared to ask him why he retired and became a teacher

Really it's because he's getting old and he realized he just wants to help kids now

May be a sweetheart but he will push you if he knows you can do more

"One more push-up, i know you got this, dude"

Yes... He says things like dude

"How do you do, fellow kids?" energy

He just wants to relate ok

Best friends with Jackie

Super helpful like one time he overheard one of his students having troubles at home and stayed to listen to them and help

Kinda gets awkward when his students express gratitude but appreciates it nonetheless

Is also basically the coach for all the school's sports teams

JUDY

Computer class for sure

She's super laid back.

Writes on the board what the students have to do for the rest of the period and just chills in front of her own computer

Buuut don't think you can just do whatever in her class

Cuz she will know

"Oh Jason how's that javascript coming along? Must be done if you're already watching hentai"

She's not even looking up from her screen

She just knows

Will not tolerate bullying of any sort in her class

Her students are her kids and she will protect them

Can sometimes be seen smoking with the music teacher

TAKEMURA

The Vice Principal

Which means he's the boss cuz Hanako is always off doing something else for her family's other businesses

Is also the self-appointed Prefect

That teacher everyone goes quiet in front of when he passes by them

Scary yes but he's v fair

But piss him off with lame excuses to why you were late to class etc and you will be picking leaves from school grounds

And not enjoying the awesome cafeteria food with everyone else

Cuz you know Goro would personally see to it that the food in school meets his standards

It really is no use lying to him because he will know what's up

You could be browsing Instagram or whatever during a lecture

Then the PA system will go off

"Attention Ms. Jones, stop looking at those 'stories' or lunch for you tomorrow won't be my famous onegiri"

Speaking of PA systems...

Goro still struggles with technology so please someone help him

Hanako's assistant and the school's occasional Taekwondo instructor Oda had to teach him about computers and stuff

Cuz one day the PA was on but everyone just heard the vice principal complain about how he misses Japan

And the occasional gossip about the arasakas

THAT one Oda had to stop immediately

Goro prepared a 5-star buffet for the whole school that day and said they could leave early

So long as they promised not to tell anyone what he said

Everyone loves him more than they did their last Principal, Yorinobu, so they keep their promise

[matsufucker]

matsus + preferred cuddling positions

i am SO fucking thirsty for cuddling. these scenarios are all sfw, some do get a little suggestive but there is nothing explicit.

tbh these neets would be delighted to have a cutie like you want to have any intimate physical contact with them lol. buuut if they had to choose how to cuddle….

Osomatsu

Osomatsu would love to be the big spoon, he’s very grabby and would love the opportunity to just be able to grind on you and have easy access to touching you. If he was feeling frisky he would definitely let you know, and honestly might be a bit incessant. But if you bat him off, he’ll be content to nuzzle his face into your neck, breathe your scent, and leave kisses along your jaw, ear, and neck, just trying to drown himself in you. He might be a playful shit and lick a long stripe on your ear and lightly bite your earlobe, one part trying to see if he could turn you on, and another part to just fuck with you. He would love to entangle his legs with yours, content to surround himself with as much of you as possible and enjoy your warmth. He will probably pass out with his hands under the hem of your shirt, content to just feel your soft warmth.

Osomatsu would like to be coddled and be the small spoon at times, but he strongly prefers being able to feel you in his arms. Another lazy position he would like is if you were resting on your stomach, he would just use your ass/lower back as a pillow. I’m not sure if it’s cuddling, but he would love to just be able to tap a rhythm on your thighs or butt, or idly trace shapes while you two watch a movie. Just playful things, but he will always try to be touching you in any way if possible. It’s comforting being able to feel you.

Karamatsu

There’s something that makes Karamatsu feel strong when the both of you lay down and you rest your head on his chest. He gets to look at you, he has easy access to kiss your face, and his fingers will gently massage your scalp. If you press a kiss to his collarbone and trace a nail along his chest, his heart will swell and fly over the moon and he wouldn’t hesitate to lavish you with his extravagant praise. Will totally grab your hand and just trace his thumb over every knuckle, memorizing the grooves of your hand and peppering kisses onto every finger, joint, knuckle, whatever. What if his arm falls asleep? No problem, he would probably take the pins and needles as a medal of some sort and tough it out for however long it takes.

Another position he would adore is when you’re both on your sides facing each other. Just a mess of arms and legs intertwined with each other, maximum physical contact. You two might make out a little, or just be content nuzzling into each other’s necks and gently giving back scratches. Just be prepared to gaze into each other’s eyes and seeing this man with sparkling vulnerable eyes, he might radiate love.

Choromatsu

Choromatsu might feel pressured to be the big spoon, he might be a bit stiff (especially if it’s the first few times cuddling, his inferiority complex would take some time to subdue) and unsure of how close he is allowed to get. He would awkwardly space his crotch from your rump, and his arms would be a bit loose around your waist. If you offered to be the big spoon, Choromatsu would internally be delighted. There’s just something so comforting about being held, having a lovable warm person with their arms wrapped around him like a cozy backpack. He would love to hold your hands, maybe gently kiss your knuckles and leave your hand against his lips, which you can feel is pulled into one of his adorable smiles. 

Eventually when physical affection becomes normalized and not something that he can only fawn over in his light novels, he would become more greedy for your touch. Being the big spoon or facing each other, he would just love to hold you close, shut his eyes, and embrace all of the sensations. Your warmth, how you smell, a gentle peck to your neck or cheek and feeling your muscles tense up slightly, your gentle voice as you two share an intimate moment. Just drinking in you and how happy he is to know someone that accepts him.

Ichimatsu

Ichimatsu loves spooning. He usually doesn’t care which spoon, but his mood can influence that. If he’s feeling a bit depressed, feeling you hold him and kiss his neck and ears would flood his heart with warmth. It would be so comforting to actively be shown affection and feel wanted, he would probably melt in your arms and turn his head to lazily kiss you. Gently raking your nails through his hair, across his thighs, on his sternum, and on his stomach would drive him wild. Maybe you could scratch a bit harder if you wanted to get frisky? But if you kept things PG-13, he would be extremely happy to feel you against him. Just feeling loved, feeling vulnerable but safe in your arms. He doesn’t have to worry about saying the right things.

If he was feeling possessive and big spooning you, he would be nipping the junction between your neck and shoulder, hands bunching the fabric of your shirt enough to expose your sides. He would be content running his hands across your sides, happy to feel your skin and maybe steal some of your body heat. Maybe a playful squeeze to hear you squeak. If he just wanted to appreciate feeling you against him, that would be all, but it wouldn’t be too hard for him to get carried away and start to nibble more on your neck and leave a trail of kisses up to your jaw…

Another position he would like is resting his head on your lap and basking in hair scratches. He would happily reciprocate and drag his hands through your hair like a kitten.

Jyushimatsu

I honestly find it hard to envision this ball of energy cuddling. But he does have moments where he likes to slow down and embrace you. He likes the idea of having you rest on his lap, he could play with your hair and kiss you! But he would end up bouncing your head around by jiggling his knees. So he’s content to rest his head on your lap, talk animatedly and get a first class view of you smiling at his antics. Don’t be surprised if he gets overwhelmed with affection and does something to get it out of his system. He could pull you down to kiss you, or sit up, straddle you before attacking your sensitive skin with kisses. Then he’ll land a bullseye by kissing you!

He would also like to have you sitting between his legs or on his lap and wrap his arms around your waist. Maybe after a long day, he’ll just love to hold you close and rest his chin against your shoulder. If you reach up to caress his head, he will lean into your touch like a bee drawn to honey.

I just envision Jyushi always moving around (unless it’s cold, then maybe he’ll finally bunker down and spoon you and squeeze you when he feels a burst of love) so I think he would rather show affection in different ways. Always holding your hand, swinging your hand around as you walk together, trying to make you laugh, lifting you up and spinning you around, anything to lift you up and bring a smile to your face.

Todomatsu

Totty would prefer to be the little spoon casually, I think he gets tired of having to act proper and self aware, so having you wrap your arms around him would let him relax and unwind properly. If you two were in a slightly snuggly mood, this would be a good time for you to just prop your head on his shoulder and watch a funny video on his phone and laugh. 

But for full on cuddles, I think Totty might actually like couch cuddles where one person is laying down, and the other is laying on either their stomach or back on their partner. Totty would have a slight preference for holding you, the pressure of another person pressing down on him would be comforting and it’s cozy for him to be stuck between you and a comfy couch. He also likes to be held and if you praise him or call him a good boy? You will literally check all of his boxes. He will idly play footsie with you and give you sweet kisses, but if you take the time to pay attention, you’ll notice a flush on his cheeks, a slight lovey haze in his eyes, and his lips are slightly open in awe. Your body can feel his heart drumming, and you love to see his coy facade fall apart and see him become a bit shy and unsure.

[theowlhouseheadcanons]

Ok from what I can tell when it comes to Luz Amity is either a babbling mess or 100 percent ride or die for her. How do you see things going when she learns that the emperor's coven, her own mentor specifically made Luz cry? I see it as going utterly feral watch out Lilith you in for a bad time when Amity gets her hands on you

They not only made Luz cry, they took her mentor/mother-ish figure, threatened her friends and used Luz as a bait (nearly killing her in the process);

But although it would be really fun to see some "Dangerously Protective Amity Mode" ready to kick some ass with her crutches, Amity's reaction would be something rather... Confuse. And divided.

• Amity would then hear about it when she asks Willow and Gus where's Luz and why they look so tense; After the pair explains, she's bewildered by every word and unbelievable image of the story they've told her;

• it could not be true, that her mentor and idol, who she respects deeply was able to threat Luz and Co, kidnapping the human at the end – the most bubbly, kind hearted person she ever met and loved ;

• Her urge was to run to Luz, to check if she was alright, to be the support she needed right now, even though she wasn't sure how; Willow and Gus shared that feeling, so they decided to go to the Owl House first thing after school;

• Amity wasn't able to concentrate in any classes this day, finding herself stuck in her head, trying to rationalize what was told: Lilith kidnapped Luz in attempt to capture Eda, a job her mentor has been struggling to fulfill for months now – she remembers seeing Lilith grinds her teeth whenever she was addressed about it – she probably was running out of options... Which doesn't justificate at all what she did, but even though...

• Once she got tired of her unproductive speculations, she concluded that, although not morally correct, Lilith didn't mean to hurt Luz, because she's Lilith, a member of the Emperor's coven, her dream coven! And also, she was an adult (Amity has an almost inflexible respect for adults and their choices, as her parents taught her that they "always" know what is best due to their age and therefore gathered experience, and she's still working to break that stigma) they probably resolved that problem right? Amity didn't allow herself to conclude nothing further to avoid going crazy;

• She thought that the moment she heard Luz's side of the story, and the end of it too, the picture would become clear and she would be able to come with a satisfactory conclusion;

• But as soon as they enter the oddly dark house, wandering for some time in the building's cold silence until finding two figures curled up inside Eda's nest, is when it hit hard;

• Her heart is scarred when Luz gets up from her place to greet her friends, her tone and expression dull remnants of her usual enthusiasm; The light in her eyes are dim and swollen , an uncomfortable harmony with the black bags under her eyes; Amity feels pathetic for thinking she would be able to rationalize such trauma that Luz went through.

• For an instance, I don't think Luz would tell her directly about the fact because a) she's too melancholic to gather the energy to pass through all that happened to explain it to someone without breaking in tears b) she's sensible enough to Amity's admiration to the Emperor's coven and the last thing she wants is to bring somebody down without being able to give a support (since she's helpless right now) and c) Luz focus – after her night of sorrow and reflection – is all directed in finding a solution for her problem, rather than vent about it;

• So she gives a more or less general explanation about the events, worrying more about emphasizing the need to save Eda than anything else; But by the subtle despair in her voice, the vulnerable stance and the main points Amity managed to make out of Luz's words – Lilith did something really bad, Eda is in lethal danger, Emperor is not exactly the most emphatic person – at this very moment, her eagerness to help Luz and do something to take her out of this awful state spoke louder than any other questions and insecurities she might have had: if saving Eda would make the human happy again, so be it!; Luz stood for her once, it was her time to do the same for her;

Buuut of course we know that the opportunity to enters the Emperor's coven is something really big for Amity, she would be rather hesitant with whatever plan Luz comes up – plus, as said before, Luz wouldn't want to involve other people to avoid side injuries, so one more obstacle – and since it's difficult to chance something you've believed your whole life, it wouldn't be a surprise that Amity would take into account whatever excuse or more complex explanation that Lilith would give her, trying to make up a mid point for both sides. So yeah, she would be REALLY divided.

)I wonder if the series will use this as a plot point, where Amity will have to chose a side or take an action that have the potential to change how things develops... Can't wait for Saturday!)

[genshin-obsessed]

❤（っ＾▿＾） I got Thoma!! I might build a comp with him…. But I’m not sure since I don’t like artifact grinding </3 also I don’t really know anything about things being meta, I just play with whatever’s fun. How are you today pocket? Today was kind of weird for me… had a not fun morning, but the rest of the day was okay. I think it’s the combination of having to get ready +I have to go to English class, which is probably my least favorite. What about you? Have any classes you don’t like? Are you gonna wish for Hu Tao?

-🐗boar anon

yayyyy!! sadly i did everything but artifact farming ;w; and fun fact: i dont have any good pyro or cryo characters sooo that's a big sad face for me. I agree! It's fun to just go at your pace and play with what feels comfy/fun for you ^w^ otherwise the game becomes a chore (for me at least ^w^)

im good! as mentioned earlier today, i fell asleep in my Natural Resources class and I feel so bad about it. It was the last ten minutes and I know he was done lecturing but i still felt bad. If he had anything important to add, I didnt hear it. On top of that, I had an exam for that class yesterday which i spent like 6hrs studying for (also yesterday) and I really hope i passed. The questions seemed easy and the worksheets helped a lot buuut knowing me i'd still somehow get a bad grade ;w;

aww what happened this morning? are you ok? Aw english sucks but I've always been good at essays, go figure ^^;

hmm i dont have a least fav class cuz i only have two and i like them both BUT my Psych class has to be my favorite ^w^.

Actually no! I only wanted Thoma! I plan on saving up for Itto but I may or may not wish. Ima try his character out first. Sure he's a pretty boi but i wanna save my primos ;w; i've never saved up this many lol

[random-mha-thoughts]

Soup (Todoroki x Reader)

Pairing: Todoroki x Reader

Genre: FLUFF!! I’m personally so devastated hhh

Summary: You come home late from training to find your boyfriend asleep in your bed because he was waiting for you.

Word count: 1,372

Tags:  @yuki-osaki​ @liviitehe​ @iamsoftsodonttoucheume-blog​ @bunnythepipsqueak​

a/n: The next few posts will be fluffyyyy.  I haven’t done Todo in a while, so this one and the next will be Todo and then one more fluff for Baku.  And then maybe we’ll get into some angst, we’ll see.

I wasn’t expecting this to be so fluffy, buuut I myself am touch starved and lonely. Now if you’ll excuse me I’m gonna go cry because I want a Shoto for myself but he’s not real T_T

(Not gonna lie, I got this idea when I saw a design for a Todo body pillow...)

I slump down onto the padded ground, breaths heaving in and out as my chest rises and falls to pull as much oxygen in as possible.  "How was that one?" I heave out.

Tokoyami clenches and flexes his fist, Dark Shadow completely gone.  "I believe your quirk has gotten a bit stronger," he concludes flatly, "You almost completely withered Dark Shadow with that last blast."

"Great," I whoop, trying to hold onto the small amount of energy left in my body, but I end up staring at the ceiling with a thud.

"(L/n), are you alright?" the boy waltzes over and kneels in front of me.  "Have I overworked you?"

"I'm fine," my voice croaks out.  I feel for my bottle with my sports drink.  "I need a few minutes to recoup."  With the way my body's quivering, I need to relax for a few moments before I can even attempt standing.

Tokoyami grabs my drink from a few feet away and hands it to me, helping me up.  "I understand why you always carry sports drinks and snacks while you train.  You must use up more energy than the normal hero with your quirk."  He sits me up and holds his arm out for me to brace on it.

The shaky arm I use to lift the bottle to my mouth leans on his to keep me steady.  After gulping down the entire rest of the bottle, I catch my breath.  "Thanks, Tokoyami."

"Would you like help going back to the dorms?" he asks earnestly, releasing his arm from my back when I manage to lean forward myself.

"No, it's okay, I just need a minute for the drink to kick in," I wave him off.  "I'll get some food when-"  My entire body goes colder despite the air hitting my sweat.  Aw shit.  "Can you hand me my phone, please?"  Once I have it and it lights up, I groan out.  "Damnit, I'm late."  From both the flash of the late hour and the list of text messages from my boyfriend, I scramble to my feet.  "I gotta run back, I'm sorry."

"Are you sure you'll be alright?" the mysterious boy repeats, clearly worried about my state.

"I'll be okay, I'm going straight to the dorms."  I swipe my training bag from the bench near the door and throw it open.  "Bye!  Thanks for the training!"

Sprinting all the way back to the dorm building proved difficult.  Running on whatever small amount of adrenaline and energy left in my body after a harsh workout isn't my best idea.  I start munching on the crackers stashed in my bag for times like this, just so I don't pass out from low blood sugar on the way up to my room.  He's probably so worried, it's so late, I think.

Todoroki wanted to cook dinner for us in the dorms today, just to celebrate the ending of a tough week.  Tokoyami wanted to practice with my Light quirk after class since we didn't have enough training with it during our training session.  I wasn't anticipating being there until 9 pm, especially not without telling Todoroki.  He had sent so many texts asking when I would be back, telling me he started cooking already, hoping that I wasn't overdoing it, everything that would make him seem like a worried mother.  It made me so guilty that I was so engrossed in training that I didn't hear my phone chiming.

Finally making it to my room and opening the door, my well-rehearsed apology died on my lips only to quirk up into a soft smile.  My sweet boyfriend lays sprawled across my bed, head cradled by a pillow as he rests on his back in a white shirt and sweatpants.  The shirt lifts up slightly to reveal a patch of bare skin at his waist.  His toned arms trap an open book across his chest, phone loosely gripped in his hand.  He looks so peaceful, mouth slightly agape and chest steadily rising and falling.

My heart softens in both affection and guilt.  He seems to have fallen asleep waiting up for me, checking his phone even as his eyes drooped close.  His week wasn't the easiest either, poor boy deserves to feel exhausted.

I tiptoe around the room to gather my clothes to go shower, not wishing to disturb his slumber.  After quickly rinsing the sweat off my body and out of my hair and drying myself, I poke my head out the door to see how my sleeping prince is faring.  He hasn't moved a muscle.  I dress and exit, barely making any noise, closing the bathroom door behind me.

"Love?"

The word both startles and rushes me with warmth.  His head turns to the side, eyes lazily fluttering open.

"I just got back," I coo softly, laying next to him.  "I'm sorry I made you worry, I was still training."

"It's fine, at least you're here," his voice comes out deep and scratchy.  He places the book on the other side and wraps his arm around me, pulling me closer to kiss the top of my head.  "Mmm, vanilla honey," he hums in appreciation.

I chuckle at his observation.  "Perceptive."

His breathing is still deep as he rubs his eyes of the remaining sleep.  "You must be hungry, love.  I'll go reheat the pot," he mumbles, though he makes no move and turns onto his side to keep cuddling me.

"How're gonna do that when you're still sleepy, baby?" I singsong to him.

"Just a minute."  Todoroki presses a warm kiss to my forehead.  "I missed you today."

"I missed you too."

His eyes open up again, resting his mismatched eyes on me affectionately.  "Did you overwork yourself again?  I refilled your stash of snacks in your bag earlier this week so you would have enough."

"I had some on the way here, thank you," I nod.

He inhales and hums again, his arm around me constricting more.  "Mmm, you smell so sweet."  Burying his face in my neck, he peppers kisses in the curve between my shoulder and nape.  "I might have you for dessert before dinner."

The comment makes heat flush to my face, his cold hand tracing up my spine through my shirt.  "B-But I was looking forward to your cooking, Shoto."

He raises his head back up, a cute slight pout on his lips and messy hair almost sweeping into his eyes.

I brush a hand through his bangs to move the soft locks.  "You worked hard to make it, don't spoil your appetite.  You must be hungry since I made you wait."

Todoroki leans into my touch.  "You're right.  Besides, you need a proper meal after training so hard."  Another kiss on my nose and he finally gets up.  "Sit tight while I reheat the soup."

I roll onto my other side to face him, already missing his warmth.  "What kind of soup?"

"Soba."

I want to throw my head back and laugh, but my body aches now that I've relaxed all my muscles.  "Of course soba."  A groan escapes my lips as I stretch onto my back.

"I added some meat and veggies to make it more filling."  I can hear the hint of defensiveness in his voice.

"I'm looking forward to tasting it."  My eyes close slowly, fatigue finally overtaking me as I feel my body sinking into the mattress and I relish the quiet for a few moments.

Suddenly, Todoroki's weight is on top of me and my eyelids shoot open before his lips press against mine for a brief moment, my stomach fluttering.  He pulls away, a playful glint in his heterochromatic orbs as he chuckles.  "I couldn't help it, love, you looked so cute."  He doesn't let me get a word in, continuing to pepper my entire face in kisses.  "I promise I'll massage all your muscles later so you can relax."

Finally regaining control on the tumbling feeling in my stomach, I hug his torso closer and kiss him again.  "You're too much, Shoto," I chuckle.

One of Todoroki's hands supporting his body near my head brushes my cheek, a soft smile on his face.  "And you're my everything, love."

[divine-draws]

quirkless hero izuku au shit. all of it is gunna be under the cut bc i KNOW this will get long.. p much just a list of hcs and how the au goes for Me at least

also feel free to send me asks about the au. i may draw some stuff for it too!!!

okay so obvs izuku doesnt get afo

id say that the events of the start of bnha p much happen as in like the whole sludge/slime monster and meeting all might

and we get the rooftop scene but instead when all might is asked if izuku can be a quirkless hero he hesitates for a moment but, knowing the answer HE wanted to hear, he says yes. or p much says yes

izuku isnt outright discouraged like in canon. i think all might though isnt the most motivated person about it bc that wasnt the case for him but he also knows what kids want to hear.. buuut also he like.. doesnt want this kid hurting himself

izuku sees small might form and all that but yeah he’s fucking determined

and id say the same shit with izuku running out to fight happens but when he’s heading home after being admonished he runs into small might and-

p much yagi grabs this kid by the scruff of his neck and is like you CAN be a hero without a quirk but please for the love of god do not go running into fights like that again. 

and so like in canon all might trains him BUT it’s not exactly to pass down his quirk. all might doesnt TELL him about his quirk but low key feels like this kid has the potential and shit. trains his body and shit before his entrance exams and all that and like in canon he ends up trying to pass on his quirk before the exam

this time though, upon izuku now finding out the truth of all might’s quirk, he.. declines. he’s like thank you but no thanks. i’ve thought about this for a while and like.. i want to do this without a quirk. without help

(later though bc it’s izuku he’s in his room fucking screaming internally because he turned down being all might’s successor WTF IS WRONG WITH HIM??? but dw this was a Good choice)

so obvs the au can go a couple ways here BUT honestly bc it’s my au and ppl can make unrealistic aus if they want im saying he manages to get enough rescue points in the entrance exam to juuust scrape by to getting into class 1-A. yay hero course!!!

id say a similar thing to canon happens but he does more rescue shit ending w him saving uraraka and lol idk he probs gets kinda crushed tho. this boy’s bones are NOT safe even in this au

so yeah it’s sick though him and his mom cry a bunch when he finds out he got in. yagi is so fucking proud of this boy like oh wtf. 

(also side plot of all might meeting mirio who ends up being his successor. this time it’s mirio and izuku and all might doing those ofa meetings and shit bc izuku knows and he’s fucking SO SMART and is rlly good at analysis and strategy and give me that good good senpai mirio relationship w izuku. they joke around a LOT and it’s good izuku has friends in 1-A and a pseudo older brother in mirio. anyway!)

p much i think the plot follows some very similar things except we got some tweaks to it that are better

izuku is like.. mei’s fucking playgroud. it’s free realestate!! he is fucking insane and they become friends and he tries out her babies and really he just gets some kick ass support items. the support items arent everything but i mean they really help. between mobility and so on. and like this kid can pack a PUNCH/kick so like having his steeltoed boots and like brass knuckle equivalents etc help make it that much worse

anyway so sports festival ?? oh man!!! 

so for the sports festival honestly izuku didnt use his quirk much in canon ANYWAY so like easy translation imo. he uses his big ass nerdy brain !!!

but then we still get the scene between todoroki and him and when they get out there to duke it out like.. we still get that lovely “it’s your quirk” shit 

i think it’s a lotta just izuku using his brain to avoid being fucking frosted and like him getting some Good Hits in on shouto. 

he does loose. it’s not as explosive as the canon fight but he def sacrifices his own chance of proving himself even more by getting in the top three to just.. help shouto. bc that’s just who he is though and through

shouto may have gone a bit overboard and once again izuku ends up with a shattered arm. so worth it tho

(also listen i may not get to that point in all this but todomido/tododeku is a THING 10000% in this au)

uuuuuh. yeah but honestly i think a lotta ppl are like..rlly surprised when they hear that he’s quirkless or whatever. and like duh this kid is fucking so good stfu he can do all this without a quirk

he works harder than anyone there and deserves so much

also no deku hero name. none of that shit in my house

tbh atm dont know what it would be. just the one that i hear enough of like dekiru

but id be way down for it to be like.. something diff idk

honestly i have so many more thoughts in my head. so send me questions about it or whatever. i just love this and think izuku NOT getting ofa is like.. so good

[thewhizzyhead]

iiiiiiii can’t ditch the life plan though I tried, for a week I really tried, but it. didn’t go to plan.

I brought everything up with my parents, yadda yadda maybe stop putting so much pressure on me yadda yadda at dinner aaaaand

well, to sum it up I don’t think it’s healthy to breakdown about 3 times in one sitting aHa-

plus they made a really good point that my desire to be the best of the best was never them, it was a decision I made, and they’re right- no one ever told me to aim for what I am but now I can’t stop because I don’t know which parts are just me and which parts are my parents and which parts I’ll get in trouble for not following up with-

And on the Asian quotas: yep, race quotas exist, usually only in private schools though, public schools like UCLA and USC can’t do that unless there’s a law passed or whatever

speaking of laws they almost passed a proposition here in California that would allow public schools to set quotas... thank god it didn’t pass but it scared me for a good while

mm and on the entrance exams thing that’s the sat/act, but even that is very skewed because if you’ve got enough money, you can do act/sat prep classes, which makes it really unfair for students who can’t afford those

they’ve stopped using them for that reason, I think? at least in California? yeah I don’t think sats/acts count anymore... for now

(is it bad that I’ve spent so long doing what my parents wanted me to be/like that I no longer have a concept of what I enjoy and what I am passionate about?)

(probably)

(oh wells)

(if nothing else I have sad word spam on a google doc that will never see the light of day)

also please don’t be intimidated by me being debate club president it’s really not that big of a deal (also remember the friend I lost secretary to? she disagrees with me but we’re debating this Friday and I’m certain she’s going to win... my reputation is about to take a hit)

just between you and me I think there was nepotism involved- there was definitely some bias going around,,,

-🍵!!!

i can relate on um not being able to get rid of the life plan anon aaa for the most part I'm the one pressuring myself to be the best that I can be (cause my parents learned to lay off once I started doing quite well at a sci high school which is um yea a fucking miracle really). but in the end that self-pressure has and keeps on fucking me over multiple times so rn I'm constantly learning to try and go easy myself and allow myself to make mistakes. i don't think either of us is fully gonna get rid of the life plan mindset buuut we could both try to kinda take it a bit easier on ourselves, like i dunno lowering the very high standard bar by 5 centimeters every week or so. it's a long process with quite a few unavoidable relapses bu hey we'll be a lot happier if we do so! And perhaps one day you can find the parts of yourself that are truly yours in the process so yay! I'm rooting for you mate but don't forget to take it easy on yourself!!!

also dude um you can take this new high school opportunity to truly get to know yourself and separate yourself from the image that your parents paint you to be! explore shit and do whatever the hell you want! And if you don't know what exactly you want then um explore shit that looks kinda intriguing! i had a similar experience back in 9th grade and i was only able to snap out of the little-miss-perfect mindset when i started befriending a classmate of mine (whom my parents didnt really like) that helped me step out of my comfort zone which then led me to participate in more interschool writing shit and eventually led me to realizing my bisexuality so yea long story short (sorry for the ramble tea anon jdfjd): 7th grade me would be absolutely disgusted at 11th grade me and you know what? I'm completely fine with that cause 7th grade me was what i though my parents and everyone else wanted me to be and I didn't really want to be that also 7th grade me is a homophobic entitled bitch. So yea sorry for the lengthy preachy thingy tea anon but i guess all i wanted to say is to um take this opportunity to separate yourself from the perfect image in your head and find out who you really are and who you really wanna be cause at the end of the day, your happiness and wellbeing is what will stick.

and yea the racial quotas still kinda fucks with my brain aaa like that's kinda fucked up??? That'll be so easy to manipulate in favor of white people though aaaaa i mean i know it's part of affirmative action stuffs aka um movements for more poc representation and stuff but like mfjsjs it can also go the other way and further harm poc aaaa. also yea entrance exams are a bit skewed too aaa it's the same over here: if u have enough money and time to go to entrance exam classes and shit, then boom you are 99.9% guaranteed to pass the exam which is a bit unfair to those who can't afford it aaaaaa college shit is complicated and has a lot of systemic problems.

also DUDE I AM VERY INTIMIDATED OF DEBATERS CAUSE I REALLY WANNA BE ONE VJDJSFJ like my friends say that I'm good at debating bUT THE THING IS I DON'T HAVE THE CONFIDENCE AND COHERENCE OF ONE AND WOULD LOVE TO HAVE THAT CONFIDENCE AND COHERENCE AAAAAA. So yea i automatically admire you a lot mate aaa goodluck on the Friday debate woo I'm sure you'll do well!!!

[thesunshinebunny]

The incubi with an s/o that’s an Egyptian queen in their under realm

Uuuuuhhhh nice, I really like it. If I see you guys looooove it like I do, I’ll make a oneshot !!! Before starting, a little clarification. The S/O have their tattoos and skin in esmerald shade (sorry if it is not your favorite color) and can transformed into a snake of the same color, apart from being able to change the size depending on the situation; Aaaaand they can also transform into a black cat.

Let’s Goooooooo

_** **_

James

Both of tou met when The Demon Lord suggested that a marriage agreement between the two realms would facilitate the attainment of more power and strength.

James didn’t really like the idea of ​​marriage, and you less.

Buuut, keep a badasssss look you guys, no matter the circunstancies.

You and your parents traveled to his kingdom and let’s say the meeting between you five wasn’t the most pleasant.

Your parents accepting the offer, but only if you agreed to marry James, otherwise, there would be no agreement.

You on the other side, indifference to the whole situation, just wishing to get into the first library you saw and stay there until departure.

A shy and extremly nervous incubbaby James.

The Demon Lord angry AF, threatening to invade your kingdom if you didn’t accept marriage.

Aaaaanyway, bad first meetings to the side, you saw James again in the throne room when you were reading a huge book about war tactics.

“Who do you think you are, sittting comfortably on the king’s throne?”

That fucking imp, since you arrived he doesn’t leave you alone. Wherever you go, this bastard always has a criticism to make.

“It should be an action of treason, just waits until The Demon Lord knows about this, you’ll regr…”

“Leave her alone, NOW”

James to the rescue, anyone doubt it for a moment?

The imp left, cursing under his breath.

“Forgive his habits of meddling where they don’t call him, it’s quite irritating.”

“Yes, too much. It wasn’t necessary for you to came to defend me, if he had continued a little longer I would have injected my poison. He would have been paralyzed for a few days, damn spawn. ”

poison? James.exe stops working

You had to transform yourself so the poor baby could understand.

James.exe loves it

And when you stayed in a naga version, he may have discovered a new kink.

Leaving the “arranged” marriage, you really got along, even on the days you stayed in his kingdom, a little love story could’ve been born.

Heartbroken when you had to return to your kingdom.

The two of you gave each other a small memory to not forget.

You gave him a small jar with your poison to use in that unfortunate servant.

He gave you one of his favorite books.

More heartbroken to know he leaves with his brothers to the human world, leaving you behind, alone.

Erik

Both of you met in the gardens of your kingdom (strange thing, right?)

For some strange reason, which wasn’t an arranged marriage or an alliance, The Demon Lord decided to visit your parents’ kingdom, and with him he took James and Erik.

While The Demon Lord and his “favorite heir” had a private audience with your parents, Erik was allowed to roam the long, heated halls of the castle.

Your fucking kingdom is very veeeeeeeeeeery hot, what the hell !!

He found a large entrance with the rarest and most startling flowers he has ever seen and, out of simple and obvious curiosity, he passed the threshold, to end up up encountering an immense garden.

An incredible view if I say so myself.

And speaking of views … your emerald skin positioned in the middle of the garden could called the attention of any demon.

“Ah! Aren’t you a beautiful sight? I wouldn’t be bother to melt on your beautiful skin. ”

If looks could kill … your kingdom would already be at war with Erik’s.

“Is that how you generally introduce yourself? Without saying your name or bothering to know it of the other person with whom you blatantly try to flirt? ”

Matthew voice You’re going to need some cold water for that burn.

“I’m sorry, you’re totally right, it wasn’t my intention to disrespect you in that way. My sincere apologies ”

Okey-dokey, leaving bad impressions aside, let’s go to the good.

His stay in your castle made the free and boring time before your coronation more enjoyable.

Taking care of the garden.

Reading poems.

Allow Erik to participate in political meetings between the two kingdoms.

Long nights talking about everything and nothing.

You promised to see each other again on your coronation’s day.

Spend some time alone after so much stress.

Breakfast with the dawn.

Among many other sweet things.

But that meeting never happened.

Sam

First very bad impression.

At first he thought you were one of his damn father’s new wives. He received you with enough servers and put together a great banquet to introduce you to his sons.

With the cards on the table and Sam understanding you were actually going to be betrothed by one of the incubrothers, his angry face broke down.

Sam being Sam, he denied the option of being a suitor in that damn arranged marriage.

He tried to avoid you most of the time you were in the palace.

No speaking, No eye contact, nothing.

It started to be irritating.

He thought you were a silly princess who needed thousands of servants to survive and that your only goal in your pathetic life was to marry and be queen.

He had the audacity to say it in the throne room when you confronted him for being so rude.

He turned his back on you before you could even open your mouth and went to the door.

“I don’t think you know who you’re talking to”

You reached him in a second, like…how the fuck?

He then notice your esmerald naga form, with emerald snake eyes.

Fucking badass if he say so.

Maybe a little turn on.

He took his time to meditate and apologize. His pride didn’t let him looked at you in the eye.

He talks to you whenever he feels alone in this big fucking castle. He starts to enjoy your company too.

Loves when you become a snake to scare away his servants.

You may or may not let him get on your tail and take a quick and small walk in the … gardens? Back of the castle? Whatever

You are there when he need towreak his anger from a bad day.

He tried to take you with him and his brothers to the human world, but for you, it was impossible.

“I am the only heir to my parents’ kingdom, I am devoted to my people, I can’t abandon them”

You may have seen him shed a tear before he crossed the portal.

And that was the last time you see each other, for 10 long years.

Matthew

While walking through the palace inventing new toys, he saw a small black spot moving with the corner of his eye.

When he turned his head, that spot was gone.

Back to bussines then.

But before he could even think of a new design, he felt something brush his leg.

He looked down and a little black cat with big emerald eyes was stroking his leg with its head.

He have diessss for cutenes !!!

He’s stroking his head for a while when an imp of his father appeared inside the map.

“It’s amazing that The Demon Lord continues to let you live in his castle, you’re nothing more than an immature and childish demon”

Matthew was already used to this kind of comment and it was better to ignore them than to confront them.

But apparently a certain cat did not think the same.

What was once a small feline with black fur, was now a huge emerald snake two meters long.

The snake squeezed the damn imp until he goes violet and left him unconscious for a good while.

Matthew may have been scared a little.

BUT… low key sattisfac.

“What would you do without me, sweet cheeks?”

He was taken back by the previous transformation that didn’t realized that the snake was now a succubus of emerald eyes and tattoos.

He never knew that a succubus could look good with snake’s eyes.

Also, whe he knew you’re a QUEEN?!?!?!

Fuck yeah !! You’re even more hotter.

Loves to give you some of his toys, even the weird ones.

Absolutly LOVES when he cooks for you..oh, OH, no, delate that. HE REAAAALLLY LOVES when both of you go to the fucking kitchen and cook the fucking living shit for the both of us.

Every plate cames out more delicious than the previous one.

He give you a few recipes for you to try in your kingdom at the time of your departure.

Cooking is a way to remember the sweetness and love that Matthew managed to give you during the few days you were in his castle.

That habit becomes a nightmare when a servant entered the kitchen to warn you that the children from The Demon Lord went to the human world.

The cake you planned to send was scattered all over the floor.

Damien

He was being ridiculed by one of his “father’s” trusted servants when he met you.

“It’s only a matter of time before The Demon Lord throw you out of the castle like a malnourished dog.”

Do you know what is the worst? Not the heartbreaking comments, but Damien getting used to hearing them.

“It is a miracle that you are still alive despite the non-existent food that we are allowed to give you. You are nothing but a hindrance to everyone here, why don’t you do us a favor, including you, and leave before our lord … “

The servant was paralyzed and turned violet … apart from falling to the ground completely rigid.

“Are you ok? Are you hurt? Do you need something? ”

An angel sent from heaven.

Regain your composure Damien !!!!

His little knight to the rescue

Ok, I’m done.

Hidden readings in the library at the time he told you about his illiteracy.

Even once in a while you allow him to read your mind to continue learning to read and pronounce the letters.

Ancient and current Egyptian writing and reading classes.

Human language writing classes.

Talks in one of his brothers’ rooms.

“How can you become a snake?”

“Why doesn’t the color of your tattoos match the one of your eyes?”

“Do you spend a lot of energy transforming?”

“Can you avoid reading people’s minds?”

Oopss, delicate subject.

When you returned to your kingdom, you gave him a small mirror which had a twin in another part of the realm (more specifically your castle)

When he wanted, both of you could see each other from a distance and you could continue teaching him.

You broke the mirror the last time you saw Damien through it.

You saw him … in human clothes, in the human world, and he didn’t have the decency to warn you … or to take you with him.

[365daysofsasuhina]

[ @sasuhinamonth || SasuHina Month 2019 || Day Twenty-Eight: Romeo and Juliet ] [ Uchiha Sasuke, Hyūga Hinata, Uzumaki Naruto ] [ SasuHina ] [ Verse: Best Years of Your Life ] [ AO3 Link ]

“So, Sasuke…”

“Hm?”

Lounging atop a half-wall outside their high school, Naruto bears an expression of confusion. One leg dangles, the other flat atop the wall as he folds an arm beneath his head. “You ever gonna tell me why you joined the theater club?”

“Do I need a reason?”

“Uh...well, I guess not. Just seems really...I dunno, random?”

Sasuke, seated by the blond’s head and skimming through a book, gives his friend a glance. “I needed an after school club this year for my college applications. Most were full, and that one didn’t seem to bad. I’ll probably just be doing some lights or something.”

“Aww…”

“...what?”

“I just thought it’d be great to see you up on stage is all!” Naruto replies with a foxy grin. “I’d pay to see that!”

Deadpanning, Sasuke swats his brow with his book, earning a squawk. “Yeah, you would. Admission isn’t free, dummy. But I highly doubt I’ll actually act. I’ve never even done it before. Pretty sure they’d want upperclassmen who have actually acted to do the acting.”

Rubbing his forehead with a pout, Naruto considers that. “Well...guess you’ll find out, huh? When’s your first practice?”

“Tomorrow.”

“You nervous?”

“...no?”

“Really? What if you get picked to act?”

“I dunno, I’ll just...roll with it. Can’t be much different than presentations for class, right? And I do fine with those.”

“But you won’t be you - you’ll be playing somebody else!”

“Then I’ll learn. That’s part of being in a club.”

“...well, okay.”

“What?”

“Just seems weird! I dunno, I don’t picture you as the acting type,” Naruto admits with a laugh.

“I mean, it wasn’t my first choice, but...you do what you’ve got to do.”

“Yeah, sure. When you figure out what your first play is, lemme know! I wanna come watch!”

“Sure. Just don’t expect much.”

“Dude, I’m gonna film the whole thing. It’ll be great.”

“...whatever you say.”

The next afternoon, once his last class lets out, Sasuke makes his way to the assigned club room. In truth, he has no idea what to expect. He knows little to nothing about the theater club...or theater in general. His mom goes and sees plays sometimes, but he’s never been to one, let alone been connected with one.

Within, a fair number of people have already gathered, chatting and waiting for the club advisor to arrive. A few look up as the door opens, some seemingly surprised to see him. Not that he blames them. Naruto was right. This isn’t exactly his scene. In truth, he does his best to stay out of the public eye when it comes to school stuff. His unwanted popularity can be such a pain…

But that’s part of why he chose this club out of all the others: almost no one he knows is really in it. Especially the girls that typically hound him. Sakura does sports all three seasons, and Ino works after school in her family’s shop when the weather’s good. In fact, the only person he knows anything about in this club is Hinata...the girl that’s crushed on his best friend for what seems like forever.

And to his surprise, she perks up as she notices him. “...oh! Sasuke!”

“Hey,” he greets, trying to sound nonchalant.

Hopping off the desk she’s perched on, she heads toward him, smiling. While she’s been a wallflower most of their school years, the last few have seen her blossom a bit. Her introversion has faded somewhat, hence - he assumes - why she’s so comfortable just approaching him now. They hardly ever talk, after all. “I’m surprised to see you here! Are you joining the club…?”

“Yeah, needed something to do after school. Thought I could do lights or something.”

“Oh, I see. Well…” She glances around. “I’ll warn you...there’s not many guys, so...you might get hassled about acting if we need more boys for roles. But you can still say no - we’ve had girls play guys, and the other way around when we need to.”

Sasuke blinks, following her gaze. She’s right...there’s hardly any male students at all. A small inkling of nerves bloom in his gut. He...really wasn’t expecting to have to act. “You sure?”

“Oh yeah - don’t worry about it. We’ll make due. No one has to do anything they aren’t comfortable with.” Hinata flashes another smile. “I’m sure miss Yūhi will be fine with it.”

“...okay.”

Speak of the devil, the woman walks in a moment later, calling for quiet and announcing their first of two plays. Apparently...they’re going to be doing Romeo and Juliet.

Most of the girls perk up, the guys groaning a bit. Sasuke just stands quietly, unsure what to think. It’s a story he remembers from freshman English, so he knows the gist of it.

Casting, apparently, will be held after they have some auditions in a few days. For now, they’ll just be doing some practice exercises to warm up, and introduce the newbies to the idea.

“Oh...I hope I get to be Juliet,” Hinata murmurs as Kurenai passes around copies of the playbook. “This is my last year, and I really want to do a lead…!”

Sasuke’s brows lift. He’d never have guessed that their freshman year. Hinata was so withdrawn, and her stutter had been rampant. But now...he’s yet to even notice it. “I bet you will. You’re a senior, and you’ve been in the theater club all four years, right?”

“I have…”

“Then you’ll be fine.”

Her expression tinges nervous, still smiling. “I hope so...I have to wonder who will play Romeo! Most of the guys here are a bit new…”

“Guess we’ll have to wait for auditions, huh?”

“Guess we will!”

                                                        .oOo.

     I know this is kinda...short and not very fleshed out, BUT SHM entries I'm trying to keep shorter so I don't burn out. My bad if it's a little underwhelming, but I tried :'D      Anyway, some theater club AU cuz those are fun. I did theater myself for two years in high school, so at least it's something I know a bit about xD Sasuke, my dude...you know you're gonna end up being Romeo. Just accept it.      Buuut on that note, I'm gonna try to get my daily done. I don't wanna be late two days in a row, but today ended up busier than I wanted Dx So we'll see. Either way though, thanks for reading!

[happytroopers]

Why Did it Have to be Me?

pt. 4 

As promised: more Fives content :)) 

wanna read the whole series? 

As much as you wanted to sleep, it was hard in a stuffy, overcrowded room with performers coming and going periodically- you tossed and turned four hours only managing to doze. When a group of chatty pa’lowicks (including Sy Snootles who Keehla had a strong distaste for) made the bunks their gossipping grounds, you decided sleep wasn’t worth it- or at least not there.  

In a huff, you quickly abandoned your bed to search for something to eat. Though your ankles still ached from the platforms, your flowy shirt and comfy shorts definitely looked more natural for meandering around the halls- or at least more so than the heels and costumes you performed in. Seeing the cafeteria at the end of the long corridor, you could see the cleaning-droid crew locking the door behind them as they closed down for the night or morning-- whatever time it was.

“No! Wait! Open up!” You yelled, now sprinting past people, “Waiitt! It’s not too late!”

All your pleas got was a disgruntled mouse droid ramming your ankle. You hissed, slightly kicked the bot away, glaring at as it beeped indignantly before it sped away. Huffing you looked through the windows into the cafeteria as it was being cleaned, not noticing the trooper walk up behind him.

“Here I thought I was supposed to be the one scrapping droids.” You heard a voice snicker. Turning around slowly, you rolled your eyes but smiled regardless at the sight of Fives.

“Please, I barely tapped it.” You crossed arms over your chest, tossing your hair over your shoulder. Fives chuckled, looking past you into the cafeteria, but you just continued, “I really wanted to get in there, my roommates are terrible .”

“Little late for dinner… or is it just too early for breakfast? Either way, it’ll be open again tomorrow.” He shrugged, taking a ration bar around of a pocket of his belt before continuing his walk down the corridor. If it wasn’t for the growl of your stomach, you would have left him alone. But you were hungry, and the alternative was going back to the bunks- you shivered remembering Sy Snootles changing clothes as you left. You decided to pursue the ARC trooper, double-timing it to catch up with his slow saunter.

“Righhht, but you know…” You drawled, swinging yourself around so you were in front of him, walking backward, “What would be great- today, not tomorrow- was if someone… maybe even in this hallway- there was a guy-”

Fives nodded, interrupting you, “Young, strong, tall, dashingly handsome?”

You laughed aloud, rolling your eyes, “Probably passable… buuut he has snacks!”

The soldier breathed a laugh, but disregarded your comment and continued playing along, snapping his fingers as if he had an epiphany, “And he has a private place when you could share these said snacks!”

You nodded thoughtfully, inching a little closer, “So maybe he could help me out?”

Punctuating your question with a hopeful smile, and he lit up with a grin as he answered, “He’d love to!”

Unfortunately, he continued with a frown, “But the sad fact is, that was my last ration bar, and I also have a bunk full of troopers. I was just saying that to impress you.”

With that news, your shoulders slumped, stopping your backward stride. Laughing slightly, you waved him off before beginning to turn away, “Okay.”

Before you could get far though, he laughed brightly and grabbed your wrist, admitting, “I’m kidding, I’m kidding! C’mon, I’ve got somewhere we can go.”

Minutes later, Fives led you into what you assumed were his quarters and tossed you a ration bar and bottle of water. You had to admit, his bright smile and hilarious jokes made it easy to be around the Arc trooper. He kept you on your toes, but never once made you feel uncomfortable. You found yourself laughing more than ever, usually teasing him when he would be overly flirty- but that never stopped him.

“Now there are two beds, buuut as you can see.” He did a sweeping motion of the second bed which was covered in cargo boxes, datapads, folded sets of underclothes, and other miscellaneous items, “Is unfortunately rather full.”

You looked up at him with a quirked eyebrow and wicked grin, “Hmm, how convenient.”

Turning on your heel, you traced a fingernail across his armored chest with another smile as you walked away towards the other bed. You didn’t have anywhere specific to go, but regardless, Fives stopped you before you got far.

“You have one of those smiles that makes the whole galaxy smile back.” He mused, interlacing his fingers with yours. “Lucky this trip isn’t long enough for you to break my fragile heart.”  

He almost looked dumbfounded when you doubled over laughing, taking your hand from him you spun around, moving to the cabin’s window. “Ohhhh, I get it. You’re one of them.”

The Arc trooper snapped his neck over to you, looking at you quizzically, “wh-wha-one of who?!”

You took a deep breath, rolling your head to the side to look at him out of the corner of your eye, “There are two types of seducer. The first doesn’t actually care about women- so therefore wants to assert their power and dominance over them.”

You paused to make sure he was listening; he was with raised eyebrows. With a playful eye roll, you flipped your hair over your shoulder before continuing, “But the second and farrr more dangerous-  is the guy who genuinely falls in love every night, only to fall out of love the next morning.”

You stopped for a moment, moving so you sat on the bed. Before putting on a sugary sweet, exaggerated voice, you nodding your head as you went,  “And as you leave, you tell her ‘you’re the one in pain and she’s just too much for you to handle’.”

Fives laughed, loud and bold, and placed an arm around your shoulder, “I’m an ARC trooper, I can handle anything.”

Suddenly, he grabbed your wrist and spun you towards him, chuckling at your little yelp. With him slightly behind you, he began.

“When you were lonely, you needed a man

Someone to lean on, well I understand”

The ARC trooper propped his chin on your shoulder, but as soon as you looked at him switched sides to the rhythm.

“It's only natural

But why did it have to be me?”

“Oh just like that, huh?” You chuckled, scooting away from him the more he inched towards you. Laughing loudly when he wiggled his eyebrows at you. You shoved his shoulder, but it didn’t deter him.

“Nights can be empty and nights can be cold

So you were looking for someone to hold”

Fives jumped up so fast, he almost fell over, but he ignored your teasing remarks as he picked up his helmet and rolled it along his arms before popping it on and jumping on top of a cargo crate that was propped against the far wall.

“That's only natural

But why did it have to be me?”

You rolled your eyes as he took off his helmet, propping it on his hip. But looking at those brown puppy eyes, you decided to indulge him,

“I was so lonesome, I was blue

I couldn't help it, it had to be you and I

Always thought you knew the reason why”

Giggling, you jumped onto the crate beside him and snatched the helmet out of his hand. Giggling when he almost fell over, you propped his helmet on one of your hips, rolling it to the other side to the beat. You didn’t fail to notice the hitch in his breath as you did this.

“I only wanted a little love affair

Now I can see you are beginning to care

But baby, believe me

It's better to forget me”

Tossing the helmet squarely at his chest, he easily caught it as you stepped down. He followed suit, but laughed when he caught you by the wrist (once again). You yelped involuntarily as he dipped you low enough your hair grazed the floor.

Several systems away, in a Republic warzone, Dogma held the letter you had written him in his hand. In the barracks, the scent of your perfume was a relief, but it was quickly fading. He had returned to your apartment to say goodbye, only to find you had already gone. Looking up at the bustling camp, he watched his brothers go about their regular routines- but all he could think of was the wild girl from 79’s.

“Men are the toys in the game that you play

When you get tired, you throw them away

That's only natural

But why did it have to be me?”

Fives was in a similar predicament, not being able to take his eyes off you for even a second as the two of you danced around the room, laughing and giggling every moment. Once you pulled away from him, you went to the cluttered bed.

“Falling in love with a woman like you

Happens so quickly, there's nothing to do”

You would pick something up and hand it to Fives, but he would only pass it behind you and put it back on the bed with a mischievous smirk. It took a little bit for you to realize the bed wasn’t getting any less cluttered, but finally, you caught on. Turning to smack Fives’ arm before loading a heap onto his waiting arms. With a shrug, he dumped the object into a pile in the corner.

“It's only natural

Why did it have to be me?”

You gave him a look, crossing your arms over your chest, “We only just met.”

“And you’re not that kind of girl?” He joked, quirking an eyebrow. You smacked his arm.

“Absolutely not.” You affirmed, but revised your statement. “Not usually.”

Shaking his head with a small smile, Fives inched closer, you closed your eyes, and he leaned down, but his lips only brushed yours when something whistled loudly- startling you away from him. You raking your fingers through your hair, your face flushed, “What was that?”

Fives quickly tried regaining the situation, cupping your cheeks in his hands, “Nothing, nothing. Probably just a droid in the hallway. It’s only natural, but why did it have to be-”

Once again he was interrupted by the whistling chirp. He sighed, stepping away from you, answering the commlink on his wrist with a sharp tone, “Echo, what is it?”

“We need you down in the East hangar now. We got a bounty hunter and a small troop of droids. Private security teams are guarding all high-class guests.” His partner’s voice was no-nonsense, and you could see Fives immediately switch gears.

“I’m on my way.” With that, he clicked the transmitter off. You quickly handed him his helmet as he turned to you. “Stay here. Don’t answer the door. Everything will be fine.”

And with a wink, he was gone. And even though you were technically in a warzone, you knew he was right. Knowing everything would be fine, you curled up on the extra bed- not even realizing you had closed your eyes,

Fives wandered back to his room a few hours later. The droids had been mopped up rather easily- they later find out that the droids had been reprogrammed by the bounty hunter. The hunter herself put up quite a fight, killing one trooper and actually managing to crack Echo’s visor before she was stunned. All in all, it was mostly just a headache.

When he entered his quarters, he was almost surprised to find you had listened to him. He thought about waking you up and continuing your dance. But you looked so serene (and he knew it’d be a dick move), he decided to leave you be after brushing some hair out of your face and tossing a blanket over you. Smiling softly at you for a moment, Fives then moved to take off his armor before climbing into bed himself.

Staring at the ceiling, Fives couldn't say much for the future, but he was positive he’d still feel the same way about you tomorrow.

sorry for all the gifs :) 

[dr-awo]

the final problem | satoshi | re: vote

こんな形で事件を終わ��せはしない

Satoshi watches as the votes climb up and up and up until finally he’s hit the majority. He doesn’t look bothered, not in the slightest. Actually, he’s just finished giving Ua an apologetic smile before he looks down at his podium for a second, two, three...

Then lifts his head, an expression of pure terror on his face.

“T-Tatsugami-san you have to help me! Please, come quickly! I-in the forest I saw her -- I saw Ishida-san, she looked like she was getting chased! We have to go now!”

He holds the expression for a few moments, before it falls into that characteristic, warm grin.

“Sooo, what do you think? Pretty convincing huh? I’m not an actor by any means, but it got the job done much better than anticipated!”

He sighs, combs a hand through his hair as his smile drops again into an expression that’s totally neutral.

“’He’s a detective, he’d do a way better job so it’s not him,’ ‘he’s a detective, he knows what he’s doing so it has to be him’ -- why don’t you all stick to physical evidence like I suggest? Y’know, just one little tip for you going forward!”

He shakes his head, disappointed.

“Some of you were close, but not close enough for me to say the jig is up until I got tired, y’know? I mean, Bellamy-san had me shaking in my boots for a bit asking about the blood and the injuries... even had to scramble to make up an excuse for what Nagai-san said about the footprints! I mean, it’s pretty obvious I at least lied about those: the trail of prints that split up clearly indicates that Tsukino and I were together when we got to the jungle. Buuut... y’know. Can’t blame you too much. There were lotsa trails, weren’t there? Sorry, got a bit carried away. Oh, and speaking of Tsukino-san...”

He expels a long sigh before continuing, the edge of resentment in his tone ringing clear as a bell.

“Some people have no idea when to fucking give up.”

The statement hangs in the air for a few seconds before his features relax, become neutral once more.

“I mean, I guess you could say the same for me -- but I just wanted to have a bit of fun with you all, y’know? If I couldn’t finish my plan because Tsukino decided they were gonna tear up my face, I could at least make his trial a little interesting. Could at least pretend like I’m trying to get away with it, y’know, just keep going and going and going until there’s not a single person in here who would say I don’t deserve what’s coming next.”

He turns to Mugen, a crooked sort of smile on his face.

“Kizaki probably saw this coming from a mile away -- I mean, I don’t exactly like owning up to my bullshit, do I, Kizaki? Is that why you were grilling me so hard? Should’ve just punched me in the face back then, would’ve made me feel a whole lot better -- I wouldn’t have to resort to doing shit like this. But don’t think you can take credit for my decision to kill someone. That’s to say: rest easy, this isn’t your fault. I just really wish you would’ve punched me like I deserve.”

He then turns to Shikabane, the smile on his face more upbeat, cheerful. 

“And to my good pal Shikabane-san: thanks for being such a good sport. You knew the minute I accused you -- how full of shit I was. Well, feel free to do whatever you want with my stuff, but my violin costs a lot of money, so just keep that in mind before you decide you wanna toss it, okay?”

He continues on to Kensuke, to Megumi, his expression genuinely apologetic.

“You’re good folks, y’know that? I don’t want anything bad to happen to people like you. So I’m giving up. Not that you all hadn’t more or less figured it out anyway, but... I mean, I’m law enforcement aren’t I? It wouldn’t do for a symbol of justice and peace to endanger innocents just because he wanted to have a bit of fun, y’know? ... ... Sorry for letting you believe in me for this long, but hey, at least you know I’m not the type of guy that people should grieve over.”

To the rest of the class he has only a few things to say.

“Well, that’s that! I’m sure Sorakuma-san already knows how things went down, so I’ll let him do the talking. As for why I did what I did... .... mm. Some things are better off unexplained, aren’t they? Keeps things interesting. Oh, but if it makes Ishida-san feel better I didn’t kill Shinji because I hated him or you. He just... happened to pass by, which, I think, is something worth lamenting.”