#help i sound like a 'im not like other girls' im a 20 year old man...

[weirdly-specific-but-ok]

"I'm packing for a trip," I say, "gotta sort out my priorities, limited baggage..."

*proceeds to contemplate how few clothes i can live with in order to pack as many books as possible*

[jacaerysw1fe]

wrong : ̗̀➛ Cooper Adams (trap) 🎀

synopsis: cooper is trapped backstage trying to find an exit without having to go through the police questioning. he is trapped, until he finds you. the perfect solution to his problem.

AN: this is my first ever post, and my first ever fanfic, so PLEASE be nice to me lol. I’m not a very good writer but i needed to put out a fic for cooper since there is literally only one other one!!! guys pls start writing for this hot man! okay thank you for reading goodbye!!🖤

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Cooper didn’t know what to do for the first time, he was truly trapped.

the security was checking at every exit even backstage. there was no good way for him to leave undetected from the fbi.

that was until he spotted her. lady ravens sister and assistant manager walking down the hall.

perfect.

“hey you’re lady ravens manager correct?” he asked trying to seem a little concerned

“oh yeah that’s me, can i help you with something? Hi riley, looked like u had fun up on stage” you winked at riley.

“i did i had lots of fun!”

“im glad to hear it! so what was it you needed…?” dragging out the last bit of your sentence to get his name.

“cooper, i just uh wanted to speak to you for a second. privately… please” he said in a low tone looking straight and deep into your eyes.

you assumed he wanted to speak to you about his daughters cancer so you quickly agreed “oh yes of course follow me to this room” you say as you walk quickly to a room down the hall.

once he follows behind u just a foot behind you he closes the door behind him. he glances around the room to look for any exits and sees none. great. it’s just a dressing room.

you lean against the vanity in the room patiently waiting for what he had to say tapping ur nails against the wood. he made you nervous for what ever reason. he had a dark aura surrounding him. cooper was a good looking man in his 40s, tall, dark haired and eyed. while you were about a foot and a few inches shorter than he was, you were only freshly 20 years old. you felt small compared to the man in-front of you.

“i need something from you.”

the eerie silence of the room making his words sound even more dark , than they had sounded coming out of his lips

you swallowed, throat bobbing, spit thick in your throat and mouth. “and what could that be?”

he stepped closer , foot after another, suddenly he was just a hairs length away from you. hands on either side of the vanity. his breath fanning slightly on the lower part of ur face. his dark brown eyes looking closely into yours.

Cooper looked closely at your face. your eyes still had a few specks of innocence, your youthful face that had a blush growing on it. oh how doe eyed you looked, looking up at him. He saw how your breathing starting picking up unconsciously. he was affecting you and he knew it.

he moved even closer to you, his thigh spreading your legs apart just enough to perfectly fit his leg. getting close to your ear he whispers “i need you to get me out of this place, and you know why and who i am so do not act stupid. no police. nobody. i know you are one of the only people they won’t check on the way out. get me out and no one will get hurt.” his hands slowly coming up to your hips as he slowly lifts you onto the vanity.

you let out a small gasp as he lifts you without any effort. he starts to move your hips in a perfect pattern against his thigh. your cunt rubbing just perfectly through your thin shorts onto his leg causing friction. you let out small whimpers at the feeling.

“that’s it good girl” he growls out.

you whimpered at that, burying your flushed face into the crook of his neck. inhaling his cologne. moaning quietly at what your body was feeling. suddenly he stops.

he gripped your hair and pulled your head out of his neck moving your face up close to his. both your lips parted and quick breathing becoming one. and then you surged forward crashing your lips onto his. the tall man groaned into the kiss gripping the inside of your thighs spreading them even farther to fit his own body between them. he could feel the heat coming from your clothed cunt. you were aroused and he knew it.

was this fucked up? yes. did you care? absolutely the fuck not. you needed him and bad. you hands wandered down to the waistband of his jeans. tugging at them.

cooper was so hard and he needed to get into your warmth as fast as he could. so he listened to your silent pleas and unbuttoned and unzipped his pants letting them fall down pulling his boxers down with them.

when you looked down you saw his length and knew it would hurt. but pleasure comes with pain and you knew you could take it so you quickly pulled down your shorts along with your panties.

he got even closer to you staring deep into your eyes as he let his fingers wander to your pussy. his fingers feeling the hot wetness of it dripping down his fingers. he lifted them up as he stared at you and put them in his mouth. moaning at the flavor of you.

you whined chest moving up and down at a rapid pace. with a broken raspy voice. you said “please…i need you”

“is that right my precious girl?” the smirk and arrogance in his voice was loud and clear.

you quickly nod ur head tears forming at the corners of your eyes. you needed him inside of you right now if not u might just die.

finally letting himself go he pushed himself into you. not letting you adjust to the feeling or pain he starting moving at a hard and fast pace. hips snapping up to yours.

you moaned loudly at the feeling of his dick perfectly filling you. eyes rolling into the back of your head. god he felt so good.

quickly gripping your throat so no sound could come out of you. the last thing he needed was for someone to walk in and see him sliding in and out of the assistant manager.

“so so tight baby” he groaned into your hair. taking in the sent of your shiny hair. taking in the sent of you.

tears starting coming out of your eyes at just the feeling of pleasure he was giving you.

you were about to come undone and he knew it too. he felt your cunt gripping his dick even tighter and deeper.

“i’ll let you cum if you help me get out of here sweet girl.” he moved his hand off your throat and placed his hand against your warm cheek. continuing to pound into you. the lewd sounds of his dick slamming into your wet pussy. euphoric.

you look into his eyes and quickly nod. “yes, yes, god yes!” you moan out to him.

“that’s a good girl” he leans down and kisses you deeply, tongue sliding into your mouth, teeth clashing together from the shared passion of you both.

at his words you felt the knot in your stomach coming undone. you were so done for.

“ i- i’m coming” you whimper out to him pussy trying to milk him dry.

“i know that’s it, let go, all for me” and that’s all you needed. you let yourself go. moaning out, chest arched into his.

when you came he let himself come undone, quickly pulling out and letting himself come on your thigh.

both of your breaths heavy and the air around you warm.

he let himself recover for just a second before he pulled his clothes back on. he reached behind you and grabbed a few tissues and wiped up your thigh and your pussy that was dripping your own pleasure.

he helped you get dressed before pressing a kiss to your lips.

“thank you sweetheart”

“of course” your breathed out still in a haze from your orgasm.

you walked out of the room him following behind you as lady raven was just speaking to riley.

you quickly smile at the both of them and then get down to riley’s level. “so riley how would you feel riding in the limo with me and lady raven?”

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I HOPE U ENJOYED!! LEMME KNOW IF I SHOULD CONTINUE WRITING FOR HIM!! PLS COMMENT AND EVERYTHING🖤🖤🖤

[pearblossomrain]

a rather tired summary of my birthday gp (it's 4am the next day for me so...):

[p.s. i missed last week's because it was at 3am and i had work at like 9am 💀]

• wow this is kind of a terrible home race for perez 😭 it's so bad i genuinely feel sorry for him cos this is just not it at all

• lap one crash oh real racing is so back....no but genuinely did someone curse this gp bc i feel like we've had 10 red flags/crashes already???

• speaking of crashes it's a miracle they got george russell's car ready in time for qualis like that thing was BANGED UP

• being a yuki fan ain't for the weak like wdym top 3 in fp then out in q2 of quali and THEN a dnf?? i swear he's had more dnfs than anybody this season and it's not even his fault?? everybody and their mums crashing into him 😭

• anyways kudos to piastri from making it into the points after starting from hell alongside perez because of, you guessed it, yet Another collision/crash....maybe mexico should have hired a team of religious leaders to bless the track 💀

• the saubers managed p14 and p15 hey those are MY goats!!! (that team is in such a bad state i cheer every time they aren't last and im not even a fan)

• on the topic of goats....haas consistently being in the points was sure as hell not on my bingo but hey i'll take it?? good for them like they're driving a shitbox and a half but pulling that damn thing UP

• enough yapping onto the big issues like that 20s penalty??? that's actually kind of ridiculous like we used to have a 5s penalty for that EXACT thing why is it suddenly 10s and stacked.....fia really are just doing whatever they want i swear

• ferrari. SCUDERIA FERRARI. why did they make charles hold back?? you do that when you're very comfortably ahead and think you can easily hold on to ur positions not when a mclaren ROCKETSHIP is about to chase ur ass down?? girl u could have gotten a 1-2 two weeks in a row!!

• in other news rip to fernando alonso like dnf-ing on ur 400th race start and not even bc of racing but due to ur CAR is mental did somebody sabotage that thing 😭

• the rookies are kind of funny like liam lawson just picking up enemies left right and center omfg i support track terrorism all the time but the middle finger wasn't necessary tbh.....and colapinto oh my god seriously someone get him in a seat for next year he's so funny and delivering like come ON.

• at this point i sound like a college student trying to extend their essay and hit a word count but i genuinely did NOT realize gasly was somehow in the points until the end?? when tf did any of that happen. when did he start p8 am i just blind af??

• also already covered this separately but seeing the 2 mercedes suddenly fight had me yelling at my screen like GUYS WE HAVE BIGGER ENEMIES AHEAD WYDDD we can't have a british civil war!!!! 🤡

tldr; so many red flags and collisions i felt like i was going insane. also i am never staying up for another race again the latest i'm going is midnight and that's it 💀💀 maybe i'm growing old or something but im not built for late night watching help

[starluvsx]

★𝐀𝐧𝐠𝐞𝐥𝐢𝐜

𝐌𝐚𝐭𝐭 𝐬𝐭𝐮𝐫𝐧𝐢𝐨𝐥𝐨 𝐱 𝐟𝐞𝐦!𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐞𝐫

Proofread:kinda...not rlly

Wordcount:2266

WARNINGS:throw up/emetophobia , panic attack, crying, this takes place before they’re like famous or wtv.also this is very long.

A/N:ntm on the banner idk what happened😭

“Guess where I’m going tonight”I said to the boy I was on the phone with.my best friend Matt.he was playing video games while I got ready.probably not paying much attention to what I was doing but definitely listening.

“Where?” he questioned as his face twisted into one of frustration.most likely because of the game he was playing.

“I’m going to hailys party” I cheekily said.smiling just at the thought of what tonight would be like.

“Isn’t that like all seniors?” he asked, concern lacing his tone.even though we were both the same age he always acted like my older brother.

"uh yea, i'll be fine dont worry.im not gonna like get fucked by a 20 year old or end up passed out in the street.im a responsible person matt."i rambled on

"i know you are but- shit...seniors can be pretty intense sometimes" the boy on the other line explained

"ill be fine dude, ok anyways, what outfit do i wear?" i said while show-casing two outfits that lay on separate hangers.

"im kinda in the middle of something right now"

"i dont care, just look for a second"

"y/n i litterally cant"

"matthew bernard sturniolo turn your fucking head this direction and help me pick out an outift or i swear to God"

"ok ok jeez" he said as he hesitantly turned to face his phone screen. "i don't like either of them"

"oh fuck you" i said as i put my phone onto its back so i could change into one of the outfits.

✧At the party

a large smile was painted on my face as i swayed my hips to the beat of the music. I've never felt more alive.the freshly poured drink splishing and splashing around in the cup i was holding, small droplets finding a home on my wrist. despite this being me being only a junior i was mixing well with the crowd.not feeling awkward or like i didn't belong for a second

a tap on my shoulder stopped my movements abruptly.i turned around to where the feeling came from only to see the girl that i came here with, Serenity. she looked deepyly upset which wasnt usual for the cheerful girl. "hey sese, whats up?" i yelled over the loud music.im not even sure if she could hear me.

"i feel sick" serenity answered. i quickly grabbed her hand and bee-lined it to the bathroom.she had been drinking alot.way more then me.and i was sure that what she mean t by 'i feel sick' was 'im about to throw up' and i want that to be no where else but the toilet.for her dignity and my sanity.

i banged on the door of the first bathroom i came across. "occupied!" someone yelled from the other side, forcing me to practically drag serenity down the crowded hallway to another bathroom.once we made it to the white door i realized there was no point in knocking because i could hear two drunken people going at it as if it were their last night on earth.

panic began to set in at the same pace as reality.no more bathrooms in sight. shit shit shit i mentally cursed to myslef as i looked over at a half folded over serenity. "y/n i think im gonna throw up"the blonde girl stated

i quietly mumbled "no no your not, please don't, not here" but my pleads were to no eval as once the words left my mouth so did all of the drinks serenity had earlier.it was all over me.my shirt and jeans and even my white shoes. i screamed in panic. tears spilling out of my eyes almost automatically.

as my eyes darted all over the place i noticed the bathroom door where the couple once were fucking was now open.i put my hand on serenities back and shoveled her into the bathroom, careful not to touch any of the vomit on my shirt.she dropped to her knees and went head first into the toilet at the sight of it.the sounds making me gag internally.

i slid down the wall behind me and sobbed.not being able to escape the vomit.i pulled my phone out of my back pocket and opened my contacts.i was about to call my mom to pick me up before i looked at the time. '1:48' it read. she was most definitely asleep. the scrolled through my contacts looking for someone that could come pick me up.

'Matty boy' was the name my eyes locked on, not even waiting a second before calling him.the phone rang longer than i would've liked it to as i pressed it up to my ear. please pick up i mentally begged "hey y/n." a sleepy Matt said on the other line.

i wasted no time "Matt please-please come get me"i choked out through cries.

"what?whats going on?are you ok?"he asked.now sounding more alert and awake

"serenity threw up on me and i-i don't know what to do.please just come get me.please Matt"i begged through the phone.tears sprung out my eyes and rolled down my face, leaving marks of dripping mascara to stain my cheeks.

"ok ill be there in a few minutes.wheres serenity now?"Matt asked.i hadn't even noticed her.i looked down from the ceiling i was staring at and locked eyes with her body.

"she's passed out...o-on the bathroom floor"i slowly got out.

"ok y/n listen to me very carfully,i need you to call haily and tell her serenity is in the bathroom passed out and that you need a chnage of clothes okay?do not leave serenity there." the boy on the other line stated very seriously. i mumbled a small 'okay 'before Matt began talking again "ill be there in a few minutes, don't move from the bathroom."he said before hanging up.silence now filling my ears.

✧Some time later

serenity was now gone after being taken to hailys room so she could sober up.i have a change of clothes on, some large sweat pants and a 'the smiths' t-shirt. although my clothes were now in the washer being clean from throw up, i couldn't get the thought out of my head.

this night, my first real party, had gone to shit.i was tried, scared, my makeup was ruined, my back hurt.i just want to go home. then as if my thoughts were read a knock came at the door. "come in"i lightly shouted.

as soon as the door opened and matt was visible i sprung up from my spot on the floor.hugging the boy before either of us could say anything.sobbing into his shoulder. "its okay.its okay.im here."the brunnete boy said into my hair

he held my back as we walked through the sea of people in order to make it to the exit.drunken others staring at us we walked by.i grabbed my coat which had somehow not bee touched the whole night, a dark blue zip up hoodie.i felt goosebumps go up my arms a I put it on.

the cold air hit my face unexpectidely.the winter weather sending shock through my warm body.a smile krept onto my face for an unidentified reason. i brought my arms over my chest and folded them. "why are you smiling?"matt asked while looking over at me.a smile on his face aswell

"i dont know" i answred with a small giggle.once we finally made it to the car i hobbled myself into the front passenger seat.the car was practically silent as he put the key in the ignition and started it.not much being needed to be said.

Once we pulled out of the carefully chosen parking spot I advised Matt to not drive me home seeing as my mom would probably kill me.a small hum of approval being the only noise to come from him.

This silence was soon followed up with an unexpected “thank you”from Matt. “For calling me when you needed to and not being stubborn”he clarified

A vocal response didn’t seem to fit the situation so I simply nodded in acknowledgment. “My parents are actually out on vacation so there’s no harm in you staying the night by the way, went to Maine or something.” He began to speak.I didn’t respond.only looking out the window infront of me.

“So what was it like?your first senior party?”the driving boy asked as he focused on the road infront of us.the street lights and cars illuminating his pale face.

“Well besides being thrown up on and having a whole panic attack it was pretty good.the drinks were alright and a few guys hit on me but besides that it was just alright”I answered his question.

“Not everything you dreamed of?”matt asked teasingly. Shaking my head no in response “Bummer.well now you get to spend the night with me” he continued as we pulled into his driveway.i never realized how close he lived to Haily.

Once we entered the house I was met with Chris sitting at the kitchen table. “Woah what happened to you”Chris asked.looking up from his cereal and phone.

“A party” I weakly answered.

“Oh is that y/n?”Nick asked from the couch as he turned his head around to face me. “Hey baeee, had a rough night?”he greeted and questioned.

“Rough Night is the understatement of the century”I grumbled as I opened their fridge searching for water.

“You went to hailys party right?yea those seniors are crazy.are those your clothes?”Nick rambled on.

“No these are hailys,serenity threw up on me.”I casually answered,shuddering at the remembrance of what happened.I stretched my arm out to grab the advil in their top shelf.

“Oh gross.you sleeping here tonight?”chris chimed in and asked.

“Yea, no point in going home and getting my ass beat.”I exaggerated

“Where you sleepin?”chris asked again

“Not with you, last time you punched me right in the boob, painful as fuck.”I retorted as I swapped the pills and water.

“Dude it was an accident!i was sleeping!”he answered as he threw his hand sup in defense.making me giggle.

“Not taking any chances”

“Well you can’t sleep with me.”Nick stated suddenly

“Why?”

“My bed is fucking lopsided and I have to sleep on the couch till it’s fixed” Nick said

“Just sleep in Chris’ room”

“He fucking attacks me in his sleep!”

“What about Matt?”

“He’s up too late for me, I need my eight hours but I guess this kid only needs 8 minutes” Nick answered my few questions causing me to lightly laugh

“Ok then I guess I’m sleeping in your room Matty boy”I said, turning to the boy who had just been listening to this conversation silently.

“Ok then cmon,I’m going to bed right now”he tiredly said as he walked in the direction of his room.

“I find that hard to believe”Nick shouted from his place in the couch.

I hugged Chris and Nick before following Matt into his room.

Upon opening the door I saw Matt face down on the mattress. “Jeez I didn’t think you were that tired” I joked as I sat down on the bed next to him.the calming blue led lights coloring us and the rest of the room around us.

He turned his head sideways to face me “I’m always tired”he mumbled.I situated my body so I was now laying next to him more comfortably.we then gradually moved ourselves to face each other while laying on our sides.his eyes staring into mine deeply.

"your beautiful" I whispered under my breath. ive always though Matt was attractive.not in a sexual way but the same way I think Alahna is pretty.but tonight was different.the way the blue lights bounced off his face, and how his messy hair rested almost perfectly on his forehead, or maybe it was how his dark, tired, eyes never seemed to look scary or weird on him.nonetheless he looked a way I don't even think I could describe if you put the words out in-front of me.

"your angelic..." I found myself say as my heart was taking action before my brain.i brushed some hair out of his eyes delicately with my fresh painted nails.he didn't respond, only giving me small smile.i caressed the side of his face with the back of my hand.tracing his facial structure.

"I love you" he abruptly said.the three words causing blood to rush to my cheeks rapidly.my heart besting faster almost as if on command

"I'll always love you more"I solemnly said.not exactly wanting to see his reaction to my words i moved in a little closer and closed my eyes.curling up and grabbing the covers.to my surprise though, after a few minutes I could feel his arm sake over my body and pull me closer.my head resting under his chin lightly.

then we fell asleep peacefully.silently hoping that if we were to never to wake up again that we stay together in the next life

[madelineswrld09]

bubblegum and gasoline- bill kaulitz

synopsis- Rumi, a 20 year old russian girl, lives in germany in a highrise apartment in the center of berlin. one night she visits berlin's most famous race track.

warnings- underage drinking, smoking, swearing (will be smut, etc is other parts of story.)

A/N- comment if i should post another part :) this is set during bills 2009-2012 eras you pick

part 1- off to the races

I woke up to the sound of cars swerving through the autobahn. it was about 5 in the afternoon and i had just woken up from a nap. my brunette hair was messy and my bangs were greasy. i still smelled of a cheap perfume from last night's outing. my friend lilya had stayed over, and was sprawled out on the floor of my cold apartment. i tapped on lilya's shoulder in an attempt to wake her. " u up?" i ask. "sure" she woke up and stretched her arms. we both looked sickly and had dark purple circles under our eyes because we were hung over. 

lilya had invited me to go to the racetrack with her boyfriend and some friends. i get a trill out watching the cars speed past me, the whole experience gets me going. 

i reluctantly get up to shower. i enter my bathroom, "jeez" i whisper under my breath. i look like shit. i turn the water on and step into my shower. 

after my shower i dry my hair and put on a beige cargo skirt and a brown leather jacket. lilya helps me put a small braids on each side of my hair. for shoes i lace up my adidas campuses. lilya doesn't even bother to take off her makeup from last night, she just touches it up. she wears a pair of ripped jean shorts, levi 501s to be specific and a leather racing jacket. her blond hair compliments her olive skin. i spray on my cherry perfume and pop a piece of bubblegum in my mouth and in my leather bag i put a lighter, some cigarettes, perfume, my flip phone, and pack of original bubblegum. 

"so what's the racetrack we're going to again? and how are we getting there?" i ask lilya. "well it's called adria international raceway, aka AIR. it's super cool, most famous people and high status nascar drivers go there. my boyfriend matteo and his friends are picking us up in a bit. "sounds good." i say. my hangover is still pretty bad but i can't resist a night out. me and lilya smoke a cigarettes outside my apartment while we wait for matteo to come and get us. it's about 6:00 now, and 90 degrees. matteo speeds onto the side of the rode and we hop in his ferrari. he is accompanied by me and lilya's friends Katelyn, Katrina, francie, Lukas, and adrian. i sit on katrina's lap since it's crowded. 

as we speed through the autobahn, crystal castles blasts on the speakers and my hair is caught in the wind. i soak in this euphoric feeling. we pull into the race track and find a spot on the bleachers close to the racetrack. Matteo has friends that race so we get good spots. i sit on right of Katrina and lilya. 20 minutes has past. over the speaker, the race caller anounces, "willkommen to adria international racetrack. he is calls out all the racers as they line up. 1..2..3.. go! the race caller announces over the loud speaker. i pop the bubblegum in my mouth as i watch the cars speed past me. the wind catches my hair. i smell of gasoline, bubblegum, and cherry. 

a hour has past since the race started. lilya and katrina went off to get some food and talk to the hot racer guys on the side lines. i stay and stand up to flim on my disposable camera. my brunette bangs blow in the wind and i can see my skin start to tan. i blow the bubblegum in my mouth. to my right, a man with black hair and eyeliner stands  beside me. i turn my head, while still blowing my gum. he had a perfect side profile, and smelled of a sultry vanilla and gasoline. "im bill" he says. his eyes on the racetrack. "rumi" i reply. "first time here?" he asks. "first time at AIR." but not my first time at the races. i say. i turn my camera off to stop filming and put it in my bag. he turns his head to look at me. "nice jacket you have on" he complimentes me. "thanks, i like your outfit. i say." his eyes are a dark brown, his skin is pale. he's wearing jeans and a leather jacket. he smiles back at the compliment. "who u here with?" he asks. "some of my friends. i point to matteo, francie, luka and adrian who are passing a bottle of vodka around. my other friends lilya, katrina and katelyn went to get food. 

bills pov

she smells of bubblegum, cherry and gasoline. it attracts me, a feeling of euphoria rises against me as her scent blows in the wind. her brunette hair and wispy bangs flow through the wind. my brother tom and band mates gustav and georg are flirting with the girls over on the far middle of the bleachers. i pull out a cigarette and take a puff. "my brother n band mates are over there" i say. "band mates?" she asks. "yeah, heard of tokio hotel?" 

rumis pov

holy shit. i'm so hungover i didn't even realize i was talking to THE bill kaulitz from tokio hotel. i act calm and try to pretend i don't really know him. "shit, yeah ive heard of you guys, i love your music!" i say trying not to freak out. "thanks, he says warmly blowing out his cigarette smoke. 

lilya, katrina, and katelyn come back. when they see that i'm with bill, they siltenly try not to freak out. "bill, this is lilya, kat, and katelyn, i indrodude them. "yes, we know who you are, kat laughs." bill smiles. "nice to meet you girls." the girls and the rest of my friends stand by me and bill getting drunk off of vodka. "wanna meet my brother tom and my band mates?" bill suggests. "yeah sure!" i reply. we walk on the side line to where they are. i watch bills side profile as he walks. something about him just gets me going. 

[mikuyuuss]

Waaaah~! Thank you for reblogging my ask game, Unni!

Since you're open to answering questions, can I ask 4, 18, and 20 for Akari?

AHHH thanks for the ask as always Erika!!

4. Why did you give them the name they have? Whats the in universe reason for their name?

Im gonna be honest IM BAD AT NAMING THINGS 😭😭 So I happen to choose Akari because it's a common girl's name and it sounds pretty (surely if it's a common name it won't have a weird meaning RIGHT???!!!) At first I was scared bc apparently the "aka" in akari can also mean red which like, Akari's obviously not a red girly 😂

But her name actually ended up having a beautiful meaning to it (Thank God) The "明" in her name stands for "light" or "brilliance" I believe. Coincidentally, I also have "明" in my name too. I believe it's associated with smartness (at least in chinese culture) So I believe Akari was given that name by her parents because she is the light in their life, and they want her to grow up as a brilliant person.

18. Imagine meeting your oc what would you imagine you'd say to them or do with them

It's gonna be SO messy and complicated if she knew that I created her. In all seriousness I don't think Akari would like me at all. Anyways that aside.. If things were a little simpler, I'd love to just hang out with her, play dress up and do cosplays and other fun stuffs. I could give her words of encouragement about the things that I wish I could tell myself too, but in reality I think I will just go :

She can do it because she's fast and I'm as slow as a turtle.

20. Share a random piece of trivia about the creation of your oc (scrapped idea or changes you didnt expect to make)

This is her old design:

Initially, her vibes was a lot darker and edgier, but somehow she got softer and pinker the more I drew her.

Tbh Akari looks way cooler here, but her design feels a little messy. There were many cool ideas but nothing came out of it. In the end she's just kinda there. I originally wasn't gonna ship her with Giyuu bc I was a giyuu x shinobu shipper back then and thought they would be canon XD (I just prefer them as bros now) It doesnt help that I was so busy with school and its the pandemic, so my creative juices were little to none. But one idea that has always stayed is Akari having a good relationship with the girls, especially Mitsuri. After that I forgot about her...

Then I took a year off university, so more time to draw. I was on my way to moving on from kny, until I saw the swordsmith teaser and was like "Okay this show helped me get through pandemic, why not post some art to pay tribute at least." one art became more and suddenly I realized I wanna revisited Akari again bc omg this oc has so much wasted potential I need to fix this 😱 Guess I wont be moving on from kny soon 🤡

I thought about different breathing styles, illusion, star breathing etc. I decided that Akari is a battle seamstress character so I thought of silk breathing bc you know silk but I was like: "ok shes a seamstress who does seamstress powers?? thats it?? she needs something more specific" Eventually I settled for Camellia flowers bc I think its perfect for her in every way.

[ultravioletlightmyway]

at the risk of sounding like a moderately unpleasant person and putting a WALL of text on your dashboards i am going to complain if thats alright with youuuuuuuuu. i really dont know if i am just becoming like older and bitterer but i truly cannot stand some of my classmates and peace and love upon them all but most of them are like 18-20 year old girls and i just. cant deal. with people that young anymore. similar to my last job im fine with them in a one-on-one capacity but in a group of them i just start feeling cranky and alien. i dont like feeling this way it really bothers me that i do but i find them really fucking annoying im sorryyyyyyy and ive turned back into a goody-two-shoes and i hate when they make comments during lecture like i am here to learn the material and gtfo thank you. please. and im sure blah blah blah this is exacerbated by the fact that i dont have any friends in that group but okay this is the other thing i feel bad about. i dont really want to be friends with any of them........ im not opposed to it but like im also not interested. and thats probably not good of me to feel that way but idk i dont!!!! anyway im scared that if i do apply to this program ill be the odd one out which honestly would be fine except that my freaking intro class professor is alwayssssss talking about how shes so happy and upbeat and how important it is to give the appearance of being a people person and idk. on the one hand i think i probably would be okay in the actual setting of a dental office talking to patients like i had a customer service job im capable of doing that. on the other hand i kind of hated myself and how unpleasant i felt like i was like i was passive aggressively bitchy to customers sometimes ill be real and they didnt even always deserve it. and whenever she talks about being a people person i kind of want to cry like i dont like being a people person and i hate when customers or randos start telling me a story or asking questions like i dont care. and i dont try that hard to hide it although they sometimes dont notice. so idk. then again when i did my office observation assignment it was fine like idk it was fine i was able to be pleasant and listen to the assistants and it was fine. so like who knows. and im also very stressed about some other things going on with my family that i dontttttt want to talk about rn so like that doesnt help. and everywhere you look (everywhere you look) someone is warning you that the economy is about to get worse worse worse so buckle up like okay awesome great thats so useful i was going to not care about money but now that i know that things are bad i guess i will. not that i think theyre wrong im just like ok. i love having reasons to feel good about life. thank you so so much for telling me that thats very useful information that clarifies everything for me and doesnt at all add to stress i am already feeling. awesome.

[dongpound]

i demand to know more of your oc's (also im trying to catch up on your space au fic its been so long since i last read it)

OH MY GOD IT DIDNT GET EATEN BY TUMBLR

Anon™️ I’m using your ask as like a sticky note of oc ideas specifically Tundra dude there’s SO much I’m so sorry I got into the hyper focus zone

Tundra’s name is actually Alejandra Citlali Osorio-Cruz and through the series she’s just about to turn 16 in season 1 and roughly 19-20 by Season 5 (give or take how the fuck you think time works in 2012 bc I think it takes place over 3-4 years season 5 included)

Tundra came about as a nickname when she was a kid and got super hyper-fixated on professional wrestling and like. She made an entire persona and lore. Alec started using her wrestling name as a silly nickname and it stuck.

Yes I did come up with a stupid cute reason behind the name Tundra bc I can not handle the fact I chose such a BAD oc name for a LION but like I can’t change it NOW!! I MADE HER IN LIKE 2015 SHES TOO OLD TO CHANGE IT

Xever did just think for the longest time Tundra WAS her name. He also just assumed that Alec and Chris adopted a child for fun.

Her bio parents Ixchel and Alejandro were really good friends of Alec and Chris for like. Well over a decade. Ixchel and Alec especially. Ixchel was an actress (like I would say their worlds equivalent of Selma Hayek) and Alejandro worked in music production.

They didn’t have a ton of family they kept in contact with, so Alec and Chris were named Alejandra’s legal guardians if anything happened to them. They sadly died in a plane crash when Tundra was around 1.

This feels like SOOOO edgy and silly to me now but like I literally can’t see Alec and Chris adopting a kid any other way than the guilt of losing their friends pushing them to do it. WHICH SOUNDS BAD. AND LIKE IT IS. However they still love and raise Alejandra as their own, if anything Chris is like. Somewhat distant bc he still has his career but Alec’s like “fuck yeah I get to raise a kid again” and kinda slips from the spotlight. Which is fine by them , they’re like 600 years old they can just have messy fun in the public eye another time

Tundra goes fucking THROUGH IT emotionally through the series. Like goes from would do anything for Chris and Alec (especially Chris who. Again. Was distant and she desperately wanted his approval) to the point where like. She’s yknow. Mutated, to growing resentful of them when Hachi enters the picture (especially when she has to take care of him) to like. Low key betraying the foot and joining the mutanimals in season 3. And then having to deal w Chris being resurrected temporarily in season 5 after a really chill and happy 2 years with her mom and little brother like it’s a LOT.

In season 1 she’s very much a “mean girl” stereotype and slowly evolves into Cool And Gay (but still a little better than you)(she. She gets that from her upbringing.)

Tundra and Karai are seen as like a duo/bffs up until season 2 after the whole “I’m not shredders daughter” thing happens. They grow distant (obviously) until season 4.

So like Alec and Chris are NOT the best parents and like. They did totally just let Tundra take Hachi to live w her and the Mutanimals in season 4. She’d already been in space w him for 6 months and the poor kid really didn’t want to go live in the woods. I have such a specific scene in mind for this and I want to write it out so bad. Anyway tundra basically becomes a teen mom for a little bit. Eldest daughters am I right? *plays class of 2013 by mitski*

Tundra has a modified mini van which she does haul all of her friends who can fit in. Apologies to leatherhead and slash . No she doesn’t have a license

She also has a bike. These two vehicles she did canonically find on the side of the highway and she convinced Donnie and Casey to help her fix them

Tundras in a punk (? Maybe more Pop punk ) band called The Muties (my other characters Jack and Spinstra are in it. also Mondo. Sometimes Raph fills in on drums if Spinstra can’t make it). Tundra and Jack switch off on vocals, she’s usually on bass. They started up in the down time between seasons 4 and 5. They play in Moira’s Menagerie (a mutants only bar and hall) every week on Fridays. Alec comes to nearly all of their shows and also they bring Hachi sometimes when they practice and he’ll play his DS.

Alec will also force their friends (I.e. Apep, Anton, Ivan and Xever) to come watch Tundra w the promise of drinks and she thinks it’s embarrassing every fucking time bc they’re SO LOUD and OBVIOUS and god she could just DIE (but also. Having the support makes her happy)

Alec WILL slam back 3 tequila shots and go on about how talented their daughter is.

Chris got to see her play once. And it was when he was resurrected. And Tundra, frankly, was not thrilled. Another one I wanna write

[littlez78aka]

New Normal

Previous Chapter

Straying away from eyes that knew them, Alia and Eren walked off the train. Or rather Alia did as she helped Eren with his one leg. Tired and exhausted, the pair didnt say anything as they walked away from the train station.

That was until they stopped where the injured soldiers were. Injured beyond compare. "You'll be alright?" Alia whispered as she looked at her friend who returned her gaze. There was words being said in their stares.

They had to be okay. Continue to be okay and move forward without any regrets even if they had some. "I'll be fine" Eren answered as he pulled away and leaned into his crutch for help. "Just visit me for updates"

Alia stood there for a moment just watching the brunette limp away to the line of soldiers. "Sir yes sir" Speaking only loud enough for him to hear, she waited until he was behind the line before she took off.

Walking along with other soldiers to find their family members--you'd think being undercover would mean she didn't have any either but sometimes the world worked in mysterious ways. 

Smiling at the sight of an older man and woman, her cousin's parents. "Look who it is" The woman called out to the blonde the moment she saw her. Not wasting a second she ran up towards Alia and engulfed the girl into a tight hug.

"Aunty Lore" Alia let out a chuckle as she returned the hug, wrapping her arms around the older woman within seconds. "Did you get tired of Uncle Dieter without me around?" Playfully she joked with the older blonde.

Her eyes falling onto the said man who was walking over to them with a wide smile. "Very funny" The man greeted in the same playful tone just as his wife pulled off Alia to let him hug the girl. 

Despite their growing in age both older adults looked as if they never aged a day from their 20s. "You know I love you" Alia hushed the man softly as she hugged him back. Her arms tightening at the familiar warmth that reminded her of her dad. 

"Of course he does" Lorelei stated as she watched with and content in seeing the two hug. A sight she was still getting used to but loving every second of it without her son around anymore. Pulling away from each other, Alia took a moment to look at the older couple again.

That was until she saw a familiar blonde not far from them--looking more tired then happy despite winning a whole war. As the married couple spoke between each other about dinner, Alia watched her old friend. 

Although it had been years since she spoke to him, she could still read him like an open book. Act or not. His feelings were easy to figure out having experienced the same as him. It helped that she knew him for three years too. 

As if he could feel her stare, he turned his head away from his mother and looked into her direction. Locking eyes with her but their expressions held different emotion. While she was emotionless and still, he was shocked and stiff. 

Before he could even think about heading to her direction, Alia walked over to the couple that was bantering. "Come on Aunty, Uncle" Placing her hands against their backs she guided them through the large crowd.

"Im hungry for anything right now" She cooed down to them. Lorelei was fast to stop fighting her husband as she looked at the younger girl. "Then i'll make something fast and filling sweetie" 

Dieter didnt say anything as he noticed how fast Alia was trying to leave. Sensing that something was up the older man took the time to look around the crowd to see what she had been looking at. 

And when he did he caught sight of a warrior staring right them. Standing up straighter as he was guided away, the older man wrapped his arm around Alia. Pulling her into his side as he focused on leaving as well.

"And a nice cup of iced tea" He murmured out--one thought in his mind, to keep Alia safe for as long as possible. "Now that sounds like a plan!" The said girl gushed as she leaned into his touch, forgetting of the moment as she just went into the moment of happiness.

Something she only felt these days when she was with the older couple or Eren. 

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Although she had just came back from the war, Alia didnt get to stay long with the couple. Not when she had a job at the nearby hospital. Then again with how early the day was she didnt have to leave just yet. 

Hence why she was outside smoking a cigarette to ease her thoughts while the older couple was asleep. The night had been fun not with just food but a little alcohol which Alia drank very little of compared to the married couple. 

The three celebrated Alia's return to be alive and well coming home--it was odd for Alia to call their home her own now. Not that she wasn't thankful towards them to take her in and actually make it easier for her to be undercover. 

It was lonely sometimes was all. 

Squatting down by the front door, she stared up towards the sky that was hard to see with all the fog of the morning coming through. Her cancer stick stayed between her fingers as she held it up towards her face.

Her elbow was resting over her knee with her position comfortable despite the small stinging in her legs. The aftermath of being on the move so much as a soldier the last few weeks. And since she wasn't moving as much anymore it was aching now.

Taking a hit from the cigarette, she turned her head towards the direction of footsteps. Once again a familiar sight coming to her but it wasn't just an old friend but a young kid--his little cousin. 

To which the young girl caught sight of Alia first, her smile widening as she called out to the blonde. "Nettie!" Seeing how Gabi was running right towards her, Alia put out her cigarette with the heel of her shoe.

"Gabi" Alia greeted the younger girl in a softer tone as she stood up from her position after flicking the cancer stick away. Just as Gabi came running into her arms, Reiner was walking over to them. "Off to go train this early already?"

Keeping her gaze away from Reiner, Alia continued to stare down at the excited brunette. Her fingers brushing some of Gabi's bangs behind her ear. "Yup!" The young girl answered with a wide smile and nod. "You off to the hospital already?"

The blonde girl hummed with a softer smile "The work never ends--someones gotta take care of the injured remember?" Gabi agreed with a nod before she pulled away to look at Reiner who seemed to in a blank state.

As if he was seeing a ghost. "Reiner! This here is Nettie! She's a medical soldier and nurse at the hospital!" Gabi spoke loudly not catching his stiffness until Alia reached out to place a hand on her shoulder. "As much as I'd love to get to know the all amazing Armored titan--Im sure he as business to attend to Gabi"

Snapping out of his daze, Reiner shook his head to rid his thoughts. This couldn't be the same girl he knew back on Paradis. For one her eyes were different and her hair as well. Besides it would be too risky for any of them to come here. 

"She's right" Reiner mumbled as he turned to look down to his younger cousin who was pouting. "I've got a meeting and you have training remember?" Gabi tsked as she rolled her eyes. "Yeah yeah" 

Waving her hand back to her older cousin she faced Alia once more. "Ill come by with the others later! Maybe have lunch with you so you can tell us more about the medical stories you have!" Gabi went right back to gushing excitedly to hear about usually horrid detailed stories. 

Alia simply nodded "Ill see you then--dont work too hard" And just as fast Gabi was walking off to make her way to the Warrior's training building. Leaving Reiner behind to stand with Alia for a moment longer.

"you have a wonderful day Miss Nettie" Since he hadnt gotten her full name form Gabi, it was quite funny to hear him say her nickname with miss. Alia smiled politely as she pushed her hands behind her back.

Grasping her hands into a fist as she tried not to punch him--not over hate but a pay back from the last time he saw her. Having left her behind on a tree to die. "You as well Mr. Bruan" With those words exchanged the male walked after Gabi who was already shouting for him to hurry.

Alia stood there watching their forms quietly. Her thoughts muddled all over again but for a different reason now. Pulling out her pack of cigarettes she light up another one. Her habit worsening by the second of her clouded thoughts.

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"You're a weird one" Alia had just finished operating on a patient with Emery and yet the first thing the brunette had told her was that. Raising a brow at the woman, the blonde raised her head to look at her. 

The pair was standing inside the doctors side operation room cleaning their hands of the blood. "What do you mean by that?" Curious of what Emery meant, Alia asked the obvious question. "I can get a read on you easily one moment and in seconds get blocked of what you're thinking all together"

Emery turned to lean against the sink as she dried her hands. Her brown hair pulled up into its usual buns while the mask she wore was pulled down to her chin. The brown hues of her eyes focused on the blonde she was talking to. 

"I trust you because of the way you work and take care of our patients but i cant help but wonder what goes through that head of yours" To empathize her words she raised a hand up to point to the temple of her own head. "What is it you have to hide?"

It was a question that came more often then you'd think for Alia. That was normal considering she came around only months ago out of nowhere. Peering as someone that was related to Lorelei distant family of some sort.

All of which worked because Zeke got the paperwork done and Lorelei to make it happen with her family being long dead because of the war. 

Not in the slightest concerned of the question, Alia took the time to dry her hands this time. Leaning into the sink with her hip instead of her back. "We all have our secrets dont we?" No one was as open as a book for anyone to read and see.

It's human nature to hide things that were precious to them and wanted to keep hidden. "Yeah" Emery tilted her head now focusing her eyes just on Alia. "But with the war finally being over wouldn't it be better to lean on someone?"

That was true as well--humans were social creatures both in negative or positive effects. Always seeking each other out for nearly anything so they could be able to feel. Be comforted. Be angry. Be sad. Everything. 

Humming at the observation, Alia stood up from the sink. "How about I tell you story one of these days over a drink?" At the mere sound of that made Emery stand up straighter with more excitment.

A smile pushed over her face within seconds. "You've got yourself a deal!" Seeing how fast of a switch the girl had, Alia laughed. "Dont get too excited or i'll change my mind" Warning the girl, Alia walked away to leave the room for a breather.

Emery was fast to respond. "No takes back!" Warning back to the blonde that she couldn't take back the promise of opening up even if it was a little. Alia waved her hand just before the door closed behind her.

Maybe just maybe she could open up to someone--make a friend that could bring her some ease. Even if she knew it would mean probably back stabbing the brunette woman in the end. At least it wasn't now and would be later.

As much as Alia loved to make it seem like she was emotionless robot--she was as caring and loving as she's always been. Though this time it didnt take years to show it to these new people. That reason being because of the friends she made back all those years ago. 

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Walking out to the court yard of the hospital was a sight--seeing as Eren was sitting next to Falco of all people. Deciding it was better to just watch from afar, Alia took a moment to smoke. Leaning against the wall of that surrounded the hospital. 

Leaning her head back against the bricks, she stared up to the sky that was changing colors right before her eyes. Changing with shades as the sun was setting--a sight that was beautiful no matter where you were.

From what Alia came to notice as she stayed her longer and longer--being reminded of her home on the island. 

~ 𝐅𝐥𝐚𝐬𝐡 𝐛𝐚𝐜𝐤 ~

Hange was practically brimming with happiness as they pulled their niece to dance along the sand. The sun rising in the early morning that it was no one but just them. Not even music to be played because of all the fun from the night before.

From the talent show to the on the spot wedding. Alia was exhausted and yet couldn't find herself to sleep like the others. Not even when Jean had laid with her. So here she was dancing with her Hannie.

"How does it feel to be married?" Hange broke the small moment of giggles, slowing down their dance as they stepped against the sand. Looking away from the sun the blonde turned to her Hannie. 

The question bringing a more of a grin to her face instead of a smile. "Why dont you find out yourself by getting with Moblit?" Instead of answering she asked her own question that made Hange redden.

"wh-what?" Stuttering out their response, they glanced away to stare at anywhere but Alia's face. That alone made it clear that there was something certainly happening between the pair that's been with each other for years. 

Alia raised a brow as the grin on her face widen. "Come on we're all not getting any younger--I wont be your flower girl at this point if you dont marry him" Egging on with her teasing and push for Hange to give in, Alia's grin formed into a laugh.

Especially getting louder when Hange shoved her into the sand. Just enough for her to stumble and land on her butt. "Alia Kasper!" Hange tried to scold the girl but the reddness in their face and squeak of their voice made it all the more obvious. 

Alia's laughs got louder that it only made Hange retaliate even more. Kicking the water towards the girl, Hange glared at their niece. Both with annoyance but happiness. What Hange wouldn't give to keep this. 

To give out their feelings to their close friend, and to be happy forever. 

~ 𝐅𝐥𝐚𝐬𝐡 𝐛𝐚𝐜𝐤 𝐄𝐧𝐝𝐞𝐝 ~

"Did you hear? The Tybur family is heading here?" "What?" Alia snapped out of her daze as she listened onto the conversation happening behind the wall she was leaning against. Their voices growing further and further away as they continued down the pathway away from the hospital.

Information of the one family she and Eren was focusing on for a certain titan. Looking over to the bench where she had seen him, she saw that Eren was alone now. Staring right at her already because he knew she was there.

Flicking away her cigarette, she stepped on the bud as she walked towards the bench. The two of them said nothing until the very moment she sat down. And unlike how Eren thought she would start it off--she didnt even mention Falco. 

"The Tybur family is in town" At her words, Eren sat up straighter. Suddenly much more glad he had Falco take his letter to send back home. "My guess it's for the festival coming up" The blonde stared towards the hospital instead of the sky anymore. 

Eren hummed to let her continue what she had found out. "I can figure out more about them if I snag a way into their home as a maid" Already forming a plan on what to, Alia leaned into her knees. 

Letting her elbows rest over her knees as she stared down to her feet now. She may be following him but she always did what she thought would be good to help them out as he was doing the same. 

Hence why they weren't side by side. Besides it was better for them to get information without using Zeke--they were still being cautious of him after all. Not that the older man knew it completely. 

Taking Eren's silence as an agreement to her plan, she spoke up again. This time on the topic of what Eren first thought she'd bring up. "Falco's a sweet boy" Alia knew Eren was pushing aside innocence and people who were kind.

It didnt matter because they were all enemy to the island they came from. Alia knew that much and she was willing to do whatever was needed despite getting close to some of these people. 

"Is he?" Eren murmured out--not shutting her down like he would with everyone else because it was Alia. The one person who came with him despite everything she had. That vowed to be by his side through it all. 

Alia nodded slowly as she finally gave in and turned her head to look at him. Locking eyes with him as he returned her stare. "He reminds me of Armin sometimes" The blonde was soft as she spoke of their friends. 

The brunette leaned further into the bench as he leaned his head back to look up to the sky as she had done earlier. Thinking of the past. "Does he?" His question similar to the one before yet it had Alia answering again to explain what she meant.

Two friends that left everything behind for their friends and family. Talking of the past that comforted them in a way only the two of them could understand. 

All they truly had now was each other. 

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[perfectnightbouquetfan]

my start therapy

sitting here listening to clay pigeons and feeling an appriciation for the little things. i looked at therapy today and am hoping i can afford it. hopping itll help. but im happy, i feel this pressure about my future coming from behind me. thats pretty insightful. maybe i dont need therapy. maybe i need a xanax.

i wanna be better than i was. i think life is just that simple. i need to work on giving myself patience. i proabaly have flaws i havent even thought of but nobody seems to mind. most of all i dont mind. for example i was a wreck in high school. didn'y apply myself, nervous wreck, and slutty. idk why but i dont feel guilty. maybe shame. im more mad FOR myself rather than regret. idk, i think about it often but i am happy with most of the things i did. i do in fact look back and laugh. and sometimes get angry. but i dont think it matters that much. i was just a kid who happen to be future me's worst enemy.

everyone always tells me how mature i am for my age. what's up with that? i know the meme's that're like "trauma" but i dont think that's it. i think i really just get it. i get the game. i get why people do the things they do. maybe it's not that simple but i always was so worried about finding my identiy so i could be heard that i saw everyone else's. can you tell i queued some radiohead in my playlist? how stupid. nevertheless i feel that way. i feel like a 43 year old 2x divorcee with a mortage and trauma that fits neatly in a suitcase and other times i feel like a 10 year old girl who's feelings barely fit in her body. i think a 10 year old girl might have better emtion regulation. i dont really hang out with those types.

it feels kinda narcissistic to write about myself and try to make insightful conclusions. i don't know why I write this as if anyone will read it. maybe it's a self-esteem issue. i know it's just myself but why do I need to prove anything to myself.

i think i should probably talk to someone about my dad passing. i wrote that one essay about it coming in waves. it doesn't feel like I wrote it thanks to my ex bf's sister's help. she was so smart. i really wanted her to think I was smart. anyways, I talk about grief feeling like waves. i gave a speech on it at academic decathlon and all my judges cried. i guess I believe it but it isn't a unique take or anything. this woman at my job lost her mom. that pain is so unimaginable to me I cant even describe. but like my dad? idk it's complicated. it's almost like he died when I was 14 and the idea of him forever at 17. I don't even know how old I was when we last spoke. but I remember what it was like.

they say you froget the sound of their voice first, but I remember it so clearly. okay gotta stop now. i cant cry. it never seems to do anything,

i wish big thief would release incomprehensible. it's about not making sense and most of all about aging. i personally cannot wait to age. i cant wait to be settled. i know Ill never feel that way and I'll miss my 20s but I can't wait to be an attorney or whatever. no actually I have no other option. i don't care if I die doing it I'm going to be on the bar. i wont be a paralegal. I'll be the fucking boss. I'll mean something. I'll be heard. i wont have to figure myself out. i wont have to fix my self esteem. i can be an attorney wth an alcohol problem. the only clique il stand for

[edsheerankinnie]

Hey wait im onto something w the fic idea. Just imagine: after Korra a hyper sci-fi world, and a new avatar who does NOT wanna be the avatar so they go into hiding. and their family is in on it. omg maybe give them some siblings too, i dont think we've seen an avatar w siblings yet. Imagine their bending and spirituality, etc is ass. And maybe they're stuck-up and pretentious and worldly and could not give a lesser fuck about the whole avatar thing. and theyre deathly terrified of being found out bc literally why would u wanna be raised in a compound and suffer unimaginable horrors in the name of "keeping balance in the world". The White Lotus has been on the hunt for the new avatar for YEARS after Korra's death. theyre literally HUNTING for them at this point. and idk maybe the world isnt particularly balanced. but maybe benders have somehow been cast into the working class more often than not, yk with all their practical abilities with the elements. they do all of society's dirty work, basically. Maybe throw in some late-stage capitalism while we're at it, why not.

Speaking of late stage capitalism, u remember Kuvira's superweapon? if that isnt a precursor to some devastating *nuclear* weapon idk what is. and also plain old renewable energy. Do spirit vines even count as renewable?? are they more like fossil fuels???

Im getting off track. Different areas of the world are affected to varying degrees with technological advances. More or less, theres like, only a few spiritual places left in the world, those being the air temples and the areas around the spirit portals. Maybe some airbenders break off from traditional airbending tribes in a movement to live a more worldly life. yeah that sounds about right.

Anyways, in my head this new avatar is probably a girl, obviously with the awesome hair and striking green eyes of asami. And shes from Ba Sing Se. all she wishes for is to pursue her education at Republic University and eventually secure a higher-up position at her parents enterprise (or something like that). From the moment she realized she could bend water AND earth her parents told her about the Avatar and the terrifying implications of such a duty ("they'll take you away if they ever find out about this" "remember what happened to Avatar Korra?" etc), and her education only confirmed these fears. Of course, they say/do all this with the best intentions in mind; after all, they don't wanna make their own child suffer or potentially lose her. Oh yeah speaking of education, maybe its more universal and formalized and mandatory, like in real like, like w grades or forms or whatever. Yeah so in short, she grows up into a bratty and materialistic rich girl. lmao if you thought KORRA was bad, just wait till you see this avatar. she is TRULY unlikeable. not a single avatar trait in sight. no conviction to her civic duty, no inherent need to help others, no magical empath abilities, just the standard human emotions and traits and empathy pretty much everyone is predisposed to. she is COMPLETELY out of sorts in the avatar business.

Yeah so and then shes like 20 or something and she doesnt know a lick of bending. Aside from basic earthbending and very very little waterbending, nothing. I was thinking they have standardized bending education for benders and assessments to determine small childrens' bending skills for that reason. and then because of thhat, her parents never sent her to formal bending classes and taught her themselves (maybe they can earthbend, or they know earth benders who wont snitch). But waterbending, she learned that on her own. somethimes, when shes alone and around water, she'll toy with it, just pushing and pulling it; shes not capable of much else. She sometimes wonders what bending other elemnts at their full capacity is like, but she doesnt really care.

Oh yeah adding to the obnoxiousness of this character and her world, they have *phones* and *social media* and *influencers*!!! omg yay !!! I was thinking she either is or is friends with a microinfluencer, so that and her academic and career future are really her only priorities. And so ig she likes vacationing, shopping, blah blah, the kind of things youd expect influencer circles to do.

That all aside, i feel like it would make for a really good plot if for whatever reason she's moved to question her stance on her avoiding her avatar responsibilities. Maybe she fucking hates that Korra has indirectly burdened her of all people with this stupid titanic task, hates Wan for ever coming up with all this. Or does she even know who the hell Wan is? Probably not, actually. But like why couldnt she just kill herself in the avatar state, right?

But yeah anyway, later on she somehow eventually chooses to step into her role as avatar. And then she realizes, shes so goddamn weak. She cant fucking bend anything. she cant even tap into her spirituality, like !! shes so disconnected from it all, like what the hell shes a grown-ass adult and cant bend for shit !! and maybe this causes a rift between her and her family. And then in classic atla style, she has to learn how to bend allll the elements from scratch, just like aang. but because of how much work she also has to do spiritually, unlike aang its sooo hard !! So yeah, just give this girl a bunch of quarter-life crises. thatd be fun. and also figure out how to stop this working-class benders phenomenon. maybe theres sweatshops and she has to get rid of them idk.

Ofc her own gaang is there, idk who its comprised of tho. probably her siblings and then sum1 else like her gf or smth idk

Oh yeah and unlike korra, because of how sheltered she is, shes also really easily shaken up emotionally, by all these i mean. shes such a crier i mean. In fact, after stepping into her avatar role, she goes from selfish basic brat to a massive girlfailure. is it all worth it? Who knows :)

This was fun to write out. i dont think ill ever turn this into a fic tho

[pwblogarchive]

January 2004

January 9, 2004

“young hearts be free tonight”

the only thing that makes this worth it is doing things for my friends and family. Everytime they get to meet someone that they idolize or I can buy them or hook them up with something they wanted. Everytime they can brag to their friends about it or hook their band up or name drop them to whoever... It brings a smile to my face. I only do this for you.

the new academy songs are amazing. it's snowing out but it looks fake just like in the movies (it's got me looking for the cameras).

I got a kiss on the corner of my mouth for you wendybird.

love peterpan

January 11, 2004

“hello, i hope you're doing well. i'm fine, thanks.”

5 am. a good time to still not be asleep, wouldn't you agree? i did some prime hanging out today. it was prime i tell you. i picked up a few cds today. i reccomend the new phantom planet. it's divine. if you live in chicago i also reccomend eating at calliope cafe. it's a sandwich joint on diversy i believe. very good. i'm excited to play a show. i'm excited to visit friends. i should get to bed. peaced out.

January 12, 2004

“and now I'm feeling quite ghoulish”

So the show in chicago. Thanks for making me feel okay (see also: thanks for the tshirt and baby panda). The show was amazing. I know everyone might not have been into all the bands that played but I appreciate that everyone was cool and gave them a chance. I wrecked my back yesterday so sorry if it seemed like I was off. Thank you for making me feel okay (see also: vicoden and muscle relaxer). It was good to see old friends, I have missed you. Some kid emailed me to tell how lame we were for saying "I say whatever cause it makes me feel cool". Take a class on sarcasm. If you know me you know how uncool I am. I stutter, wear bad clothes, make bad jokes, make conversation uncomfortable, the list goes on. Thank you for making me feel okay (see also: nightmare of you).

Go listen to: www.nightmareofyou.com

It will make all this feel worthwhile.

I only hang upsidedown because I wish I was a bat. I only think about you all the time cause you're my fix.

Peter lewis kingston wentz

January 14, 2004

“we're chemists and we've found the perfect formula to make your heart swell and burst”

went to bed at 4 am. woke up at 530. on the road by 6. met up with hey chris at 630. loaded into q101 at 7. the show was fun. i got free donuts and to pet a monkey and an alligator. now i am gonna sleep and then drive to new york.

i dont get to get online as much anymore so sorry i am slow about answering emails, but thanks for caring enough to write one. go and listen to music and think about someone who makes you feel dizzy.

peter

oh yeah if you wanna hear what i thought about music this year go here: www.trustkill.com/home - top ten list

January 14, 2004

“also”

if you want to find out what I thought about music this year, look no further than here:

i liked it sometimes. other times, not so much. but what can i say, im a real sucker for anything brass and jazzy. brazzy. i reccomend novena. they're hott!

January 18, 2004

“my head was spinning. the car was spinning.”

i could only think of you.

we are sneaking into detroit tommorrow morning early and filming our video...

peter rabbit

January 20, 2004

“the tides out, the ships have run aground. we're drowning the traitors in shallow water.”

for your eyes only: snowflakes, breath in the air, stalker, the woods in michigan, gorgeous girl - where is your boy tonight coming to a screen near you very soon.

if our hearts are handgrenades

than

every

word

you

say

pulls the pin.

January 21, 2004

“moly holy”

i just tracked two songs worth of guitar for new demos. wow, im finally excited about them cause they kinda make sense now and don't sound like heaps of noise anymore. it also helps that since our last record to now i learned how to play guitar a little better.

i hate insurance compaines.

January 23, 2004

“i only write this for the loveless.”

hand over my heart, gun to my head i swear to fucking god i'm through with you and this town (i'm the worst liar). ill be at your stairs late at night to kiss you on the mouth and keep all those secrets from coming out. i want to watch you undress through key holes. i want to stop myself from only thinking of you. get me to a hospital. get me to a church. i want to be bandaged and blessed. i want to see the country from a hearse.

fuck it if you ever read this thing, this isn't about you.

none of this is for you.

oh yeah just for an update besides all the complaing: we are in the studio and it is going really well. we have fallen in love with the new songs. p to the e to the ter

January 24, 2004

“youarethesongstuckinmyhead.”

yesterday i had it bad for you. today we are recording new songs and i am in love with them instead.

oh yeah, you wanna know something about FOB, sex, or the world: ask hey chris

January 28, 2004

“autographs and apologies.”

we leave on tour today. i don't want to talk about that too much. i just wanted to say to all my friends both really old and ones that i have just met, that i am sorry that i have been such a shitty friend lately. my time is totally consumed and i have not been returning calls or emails or whatever. this is my apology. so thank you for being there, i know i don't deserve it often- when this is all over i hope we still know eachother.

peterabbit

January 28, 2004

“so this is sorry.”

we leave on tour today. i don't want to talk about that too much. i just wanted to say to all my friends both really old and ones that i have just met, that i am sorry that i have been such a shitty friend lately. my time is totally consumed and i have not been returning calls or emails or whatever. this is my apology. so thank you for being there, i know i don't deserve it often- when this is all over i hope we still know eachother.

peterabbit

January 31, 2004

“you got me and it's not just the sun and palm trees”

First show back. Lots of driving. No snow. The show was amazing. Thanks to all the kids for making us feel at home and a lot better after the wreck. peterpan

"They say if you love something than you should set it free. And I love myself so I'm getting rid of me..."

[confusionffected]

More from the ABDL Archive

Good afternoon and thank you for coming. I know this whole unpleasant mess isn’t exactly good for your health, but we need to sort this out sooner rather than later. As you know, I have come into possession of a book of yours. This book doesn’t seem to be a journal, but has plenty of personal information you’d rather not have out there in the ether. So, what I propose is that we work out an agreement where you can get your book and I can get something of equal relative value. Basically, I want you to work for me and after a time we sever ties and you get your book back. Sound good? Where? Well, I guess I can tell you that. You’re familiar with Ms. Evergreen? Well, she’s a lovely young lady, but she has her weaknesses. In exchange for the book and a few other items of leverage for other people, along with a two year contract, we dissolved her debt. No. There are no photos of you. She’s a woman of her word after all. 

1. You will not speak like a big boy or girl 2. No bad words 3. Never touch your diaper 4. If you need a diaper change you must find an appropriate way to tell an adult using baby talk 5. Never remove your clothes 6. Never fuss or talk back to grown ups 7. You will wear whatever you are put in without complaining about it 8. Never attempt to hide anything a grown up gives you in public 9. You will use only your diapers to relieve yourself, even while in public 10. Never feed yourself unless told to 11. If an adult puts in your paci you will not remove it 12. You will only play with baby toys 13. You must obey all grown ups (anyone over 5 years old is a grown up to you) 14. Never resist a diaper change, even in public 15. Never resist nap time 16. Never speak out of turn 17. Bedtime is at 8:00 PM every night 18. You must hold an adults hand when crossing the street 19. If left alone, you must be in a crib, a highchair, a playpen or secured in some way 20. If someone asks, you must admit you are wearing a diaper, no matter how many people are around

Tips for a new CG

disclaimer: this may not apply to every little. everyone is unique and different - these are only tips ive thought of from my personal experience or from talking with other littles.

treat your little like a learning baby! littles love to feel, well, little! ask them things like, “what shape/colour is this?” while pointing to various objects. ask them to count things for you or ask them if they know what an object is. when you see animals, you could ask things like, “what sound does that animal make? do you know the name of that animal?” 

call your little sweet pet names! this is very unique to each little, so dont be afraid to ask them what their favourite pet names are. some good ones are: prince/princet/princess, baby/baby girl/babg boy, little one/little boy/little girl, cutie, sweetie, sweet pea, and more!

praise them! if your little does something like clean their room/wash up/clean the dishes etc., praise them (and don’t just say “good”, we love it when you go overboard! shower your little in te most praise you can produce!) bonus points if they do these things without asking!

rules! this is one that is definitely specific to each little - some want rules and some do not. you will have to ask your little if this is something they want before making rules! that being said, having rules provides structure and makes some littles feel very loved. some rules i like are: eat at least 2 meals a day, clean up after myself (clothes, toys etc), always talk to daddy when im sad (or he cant help me!), no sugar after 10pm, drink at least 1 glass of water a day.

help your little get dressed! it makes them feel small and dependent on you! this is something that not all littles will be comfortable with, so be sure to ask first and talk about it with your little. 

have your little hold your hand when crossing the streets! its another thing that will make your little feel safe and small.

cook for your baby, or help them cut up their food! for me personally, i always have my daddy cut my food up, but thats also because i suck at it!! it always makes me feel very small and babyish

talk to them like theyre a baby! this is not something all littles enjoy, but personally i enjoy a lot and helps me regress easily.

cradle them! when im sad or sleepy, sometimes my daddy will cradle me in his arms and rock me. its very comforting and loving!!

sing to them! its okay if you think you have a bad singing voice - your little wont care, and will probably think its great! the important part is that its you singing to them, and its very comforting!

read them bedtime stories! this is another very comforting thing for most littles, and i even enjoy it when im big :)

when they’re sad or anxious, have them listen to your heartbeat. this is probably the most calming thing for me when i’m upset, and it makes me feel very connected to my daddy

[ficwitxh]

A snippet of a fic Im Writing.

Allmight stared through the two way mirror to the young girl sitting at the integration room. She looked so young, not much older than his current students. She was still recovering from the minor injuries inflicted during the last battle, minor burns, bruises, and cut. Her dark hair fell just under her shoulderblades , her gray eyes look dull and lifeless. He cant help but ponder her age, she looks so young but having a 6-7 year old daughter, it safe to say she is 20 at the least.

Tsukauchi walked in the room causing the girls eyes to scan over the tired detective. “Good evening, my name is Detective Tsukauchi do you know why you are hear?”

“Yes…..I helped Tomura shigaraki.” The girls voice was dry and rough sounding, as if she was yelled her voice way, judging from the multiple hand shape bruises on her Almight wasnt far off.

“Yes but Do you remember how you got here?” Tsukauchi asked as he read over a copy of a medical record.

“No” she said shakily as she looked at the detective in the eyes for the first time. The hint of fear shone threw the lifeless gaze. She couldn’t remember what happen up to the few days before she got here.

“You were found outside of the pro hero hawks agency. In an undressed state, dehydrated and suffering major laceration and bruises. From what the hospital said you were attacked by multiple asal-“

“Stop…… I remember…….” She said as tears spilled from her eyes and landed on the table. Allmight was surprised that Tsukauchi offered a tissue from his pocket for her to take. He let her have a few moments to compose herself.

“Do you mind if we start at the beginning?” Tsukauchi asked her as she finished blowing her nose.

“Sure….” The girl awnser softly.

“Can you tell me your name?”

“All for one called me Mizuki. But my birth name is Kurumi Chisaki.”

“Like kai chisaki from the shi-hesai-kai?” Suchiuchi question as he wrote down the new info to check later.

“Yes he’s unfortunately my older brother”

“Erasurehead, and rock lock said something about you being at the Raid of the Shi-hesai-kai HQ raid.”

“I was, so was twice and toga, Kai he wanted to go back a step in evolution and he thought the league of villains would help. He didn’t understand Tomura though.”

“What do you mean?”

“Tomura is childish and offten cruel, but once he heard how Kai was turning people qurikless he didn’t agree with him.” Mizuki said with a scowl on her face her nose scrunched up and twisted thinking about the two men he was talking about. “Tomura is like that because he didn’t have a childhood, when he heard about Eri, sure he wanted her for her powerful quirk.” she explained more softly while talking about her boss. “He told me to find the girl, he figured I would have more freedom than the other two. He was right, I got to explore the compound for the most part by myself, often with an escort.” She explained as she thought back on the situation. “Tomura told me when I find her do what I well.”

“And what did you do?”

“I took her to the nearest exit and told her to run and find help. Unfortunately my brother brought her back a couple hours later. you know the rest, is Eri ok and safe? Erasurehead and Deku promised they would keep her safe?”

[xumoonhao]

what in the goddamn are u talking abt. honestly im struggling with where to start with what u said bc theres so much bullshit here its almost unbelievable. like oh my god...

first off: nowhere here did i say or even imply that 'all men are predators' and you know damn well thats not what i meant, either. blanket statement, just to be crystal fucking clear since you like to make leaps of judgement: i dont think all men are predators. ive never thought that and i will never think that. end point. this ties into your last paragraph so i simply will NOT mention it again as 1) its not the main focus of this post and 2) you have no business assuming i would think that, especially because i never fucking said it. what i was trying to get across (and i did, seeing as most people understood this post Perfectly fine) is that adult men fans of newjeans are, with almost 100% certainty, not looking at this group of extremely young girls with pure intentions. there isnt a way for a man who is 20+ years older than a literal child to look at them dressed provocatively, singing inappropriate lyrics with questionable dance moves in a way that is healthy; why cant they be interested in one of the many other girl groups that are around? one of older women? of adults? because thats not what men fans of groups like newjeans wants. there are plenty of men out there who listen to girl groups; its not creepy. what IS creepy is the way men will look at groups like newjeans; there is a difference between a man listening to an older group like girls generation and liking the music, and a man obsessing over a group of 15-19 year old girls. if you cant understand that difference, then im sorry but i cant help you.

second point, and this has a lot of personal opinion on it so i understand a difference of thought: newjeans music is both 1) cookie cutter pop music you could hear from any group out there, especially with the rise of y2k being a sound many groups are incorporating, and 2) not very good at all. do the girls have talent? yes, of course they do; i never said they didnt. however, they arent unique to the genre at all, except, of course for their very young age. (and before you say 'there have been young idols before' i know that. im completely aware of it; ive ebeen a fan of kpop since 2009 and have seen the rise and fall of many groups. whats different in recent years is the uber-sexualization of groups. again, i know groups have always been sexualized, but with the rise of very young idols debuting and the sexualization of them continuing, it is worse for minors to debut now more than ever. stop purposefully misinterpreting my words to further your own opinions. next time, make your own fucking post.) now, just to hearken back to my previous point; you dont know me. i know very well what older girl groups went through with their fans; i was around for much of it in the earlier days, and saw just how sick some fandoms got. the issue with newjeans is the 'buffer' fans i spoke about are not trying to protect this group. while they may not be actively being gross or inappropriate, there is still something strange about adults being a fan of such young girls, when a main focus of their career so far has been so sexualized. the only fans who are (mostly) immune to this are people the girls age, as they themselves probably dont realize how harmful everything is. but adults understand; we get it, and we see whats going on. thats why we have an issue. because the only people who are letting newjeans have a career are those either blind to the danger because theyre too young to understand, or those putting them in danger because they know they can make a profit off of it, because, as ive already stated, there are grown men (and some women, im sure) who are looking at these girls with predatory eyes. and thats where all the profit lies.

now, im not sure what you mean by this: 'I'm not sure what OPs cause is, and I do wonder about their own claimed fandom(s) bc some of this sounds off.' but my cause is speaking out about a group that simply shouldnt be around. none of the girls should be there; they are too young to be in an industry like kpop. end of discussion there.

to end this off, what you said here: 'And says that OP is incapable of liking a group they don't want to have sex with.' is not only completely and wholly wrong, but also incredibly disgusting. if you think that is a normal thing to say to someone that you dont fucking know is incredibly telling of the kind of person you are. you have no right to say that to me, nor any reason. was i maybe a little generalizing by saying the only reason fans like newjeans is because theyre young? sure; im sure there are a scant few fans who innocently like this group and enjoy their music, listening to it and following along normally. however, they are not who is being pandered to; the perverted adults are.

do Not reply to this with nonsense again. if you purposefully take what ive said the wrong way, thats your own fault. not mine. fucking hell

there really are So Many horrible things about newjeans, but the worst thing about their group really is that they really arent about the music. they will Never be about the music. its not as if the girls are once in a generation vocalists, or that their music is incredible and breaking new ground on what pop music can be, or that theyre empowering a younger generation but here's the thing about that; even in the hypothetical world that all those things WERE true i would still think that the group should not exist. the kpop industry - like EVERY music industry on the planet - is exploitative. there are no two ways around it, and while it is a bad enough environment for adults to be, it is Disgusting for children to be in, but ESPECIALLY children who are in a group that was solely made to pander towards and older audience; i.e., adults. their music is not for people their age; it just isnt. all groups have their target audience; newjeans target audience is, without a doubt, adults, and more specifically adult men. that would be a problem for any group of young women, but the fact that they are so young just makes it so much worse. and its not the girls fault; of course its not. its the fault of the people who debuted them; who write their music; who make their styling decisions; who choreograph their dances; who at no fucking point have a single one of these girls best-interest at heart. all they care about is exploiting these very young girls to make a profit and to create a fanbase that has absolutely no qualms about their age; to the fans who have supported newjeans since the beginning, their age is the sole reason to like them. its sickening and it should not be happening but it will continue to bc the people who support them will always be louder than the people criticizing them bc theyre buffered by people who, while they might not follow newjeans, dont see their group as big of a problem as they should. for some reason, when groups like this exist, there are not only outright supporters, but people playing devils advocate and saying 'hey, why SHOULDNT they be a group? theres nothing explicitly wrong with them!' even though there is. there are MULTIPLE things wrong with newjeans as a kpop group. those girls should be nowhere near that industry, and yet theyre in the middle of it. only one member is old enough to be out of highschool; some are barely old enough to be IN high school. thats a fucking problem, and i dont know why some people have such a hard time seeing that.

[artickroyale]

Hello! Can I request for angst Bakugo x ftm reader, reader is self-deprived and calm he seem to be the type to be lazy and don't do much but in reality he's just struggling to understand certain things and tries to do his best.

One day Bakugo got angry about something and reader tries to calm him down by pulling him inside his room to talk but it just end up bakugo getting more angry and yelled something like "you're just a lazy peace of shit and couldn't do anything right!" After the argument the reader didn't say anything just calmly push bakugo outside.

Next day Aizawa announced that the reader moved to a regular school.

Years later bukugo is a prohero now and he was forced by Midoriya to an opening of a museum full of paintings of old and new pro heros.

He saw reader there seating next to a big painting of the class 1-a as pro heroes now.

The museum was targeted by villains, the reader was about to be attacked when he defended himself and other people with his quirk.

I'm sorry if this is very specific I get these type of scenarios in my head when I listen to music, I was listening to for hours is WEYES BLOOD - ANDROMEDA

You don't have to do this btw, if you don't feel like it.

WOAH don't worry you're totes fine! this is interesting...

lazy ass.

bakugo x ftm!reader

req: @octhingz

desc: its 👆🏻 there, this is angst so don't read if you don't want to, sorry this might be short, this was done on a time crunch lol

studying for this big test with bakugo katsuki of all people was the worst experience of your life.

'fuck, (name)! we've went over this almost 20 times!' bakugo slammed down the pencil on the table, running his hands through his hair angrily.

'sorry.' you fiddled with your pencil, rubbing your dark circled eyes. katsuki paused.

'sorry ain't gonna cut it. solve this fuckin' problem or ill blast your ass to bits!' katsuki threatened, crossing his arms.

the next day wasn't anything different. you had seen katsuki was mad at...well something, so you tried extra hard to understand, but you just couldn't.

you didn't want to make him mad.

'hey, are you ok?' you looked over at katsuki, giving him a stare.

'no, now shut the fuck up.'

'wanna talk about it?'

'i said shut up!' katsuki's voice rose.

'im only trying to help,' you said calmly.

'if you wanna help, then shut up you lazy piece of shit.' he whispered to himself.

'what was that?' you said.

bad mistake.

katsuki slammed his pencil on the table and stood up.

'I SAID SHUT THE FUCK UP YOU LAZY ASS! NO WONDER YOU AREN'T A--' katsuki yelled and then paused, looking at the floor and balling up his fists.

'im not a what, katsuki?' you walked up to him, grabbing his shirt collar.

'you aren't a real man.'

and with that, you took your things and left.

BAKUGO POV

deku raised his hand.

'yes, midoriya?' aizawa-sensei asked.

'where's (name)?' he spoke with that stupid voice. i made a small 'tch' sound and uncrossed my arms.

'oh, i was told that he had switched to a non-hero school. that isn't important, though. let's continue the lesson, shall we?' aizawa-sensei went back to writing on the board, but i just stared at him.

(name)?

gone?

was it because of me?

thoughts flooded my mind as the bell rung. i picked my stuff up and almost ran to the bathroom, a sick feeling in my stomach.

SECOND PERSON POV

you sat down on the bench in front of a painting. it was a painting of your former classmates, but they were all pro-heros now. you smiled, remembering the fun times you had with them.

suddenly, your head turned to the entrance of the exhibit, hearing a booming voice.

'oh my god! it's dynamight!!' some girl squealed. you watched in horror as the one, the only bakugo katsuki was standing in the way of the exhibit. you stared. he didn't stare back. you clutched the material of your pants hard, looking at the ground.

after a few minutes of katsuki's fangirls and boys filling the room up with noise, a big boom was heard from the farthest wall. everyone screamed.

'EVERYONE EXIT THE BUILDING!' you heard katsuki yell through the dirt and rubble. you hid under the bench, powering up your quirk, but a painting was hurled towards you before your quirk could even activate.

this is it, you thought. but you were pinned down by..you looked up.

'WHAT TH-..' katsuki stopped as he saw you, holding your head in his hand. he was still ontop of you. red splashed across your face as bakugo watched in amazement.

'k-keep your eyes on the fight, bakugo.' you stuttered. bakugo let you go, and you ran away out of the building.

'(name)!' you heard katsuki yell out to you. you froze as he embraced you in his warm grasp.

'fuck-' he sobbed, 'im so, so sorry for making you leave U.A., leave my life--'

'katsuki.' you said sternly. bakugo looked at you with tear-stained eyes.

'don't worry, that's behind me.' you put your hand on his cheek. 'im glad you're the successful one, though.' you laughed. katsuki smiled, wiping his tears.

'fuck you for making me cry over nothing, lazy ass.'