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[lynns-cornerr]

“TOMORROW’S TEST” - BAJI X HARDWORKER! READER

Pronouns : they/them

Genre : fluff

A/n : Little story I wrote during my history class, hope you like it :)

English isn’t my first language, please let me know if there’s any grammar error!!

he was in the same class as you, and yet you never really noticed him. You only tended to care about those two or three people that you interact daily and did not hate without reasons, the others were just company, and you knew others saw you in the same way.

You met him during lunch. You had finished earlier and you were already directing to the class to prepare and review what you needed for the next lessons, you were sure to not find anyone as usual, but it wasn’t so.

There was a guy sitting in the back row, he had long black hair tied up, and glasses that looked ridiculous. He was writing something, and judging by his facial expression, he wasn’t doing so well, he was probably so busy he didn’t even notice you.

You sat in your usual seat, looking the other way and doing your thing, but as you reread your notes, you started to feel watched. You turned your back to see the boy hastily look down.

you however did not stop watching him, and in the end you decided to go to him, sitting at the table in front of the guy. He immediately looked up nervously, instead you looked at his notebook

"If you need a hand, just ask,"

you just said, turning the notebook in your directions and starting to read what he had written.

"O-h, sorry. I didn’t want to bother you a-"

"don’t worry"

just then you looked up to send him a friendly smile. He looked you in the eye with a shocked expression that soon turned into one of gratitude

"in that case, thank you"

That night, while you were doing your things, you had difficulty concentrating. But it wasn’t like the other times: it was usually related to your worries about things that happened that day or doubts about the future and things like that, but now you couldn’t think about anything but that guy

Even if you were in class together, how come you never noticed? You’ve always been a attentive to detail, so why can’t you remember him? Were your friends right when they said you tended to live in your own little world? I mean, yeah, you remember his face, after all, you’ve been going to school together for years, and yet you don’t remember talking to him or anything, and it just seemed ... strange

the next day, before entering school, you asked a couple of questions to your friends about that boy - Baji Keisuke. They told you that they did not know much about him, they had just heard a few rumors about how bad he was at school and that he was kind of a friend with another boy, Chifuyu, who was a bully a few years ago, but who seemed to have calmed down after getting to know Baji.

You wished you could get more informatio, but the bell rang and you went to class. As you walked, you tried to pay more attention to the things and people around you.

like the day before, you decided to go to class early during your lunch break, and luckily, there was again.

"Hey," you said while sittings straight next to him.

You offered to help him study, and he initially resisted, saying that he did not want to take advantage of his kindness, but you insisted and he had no escape.

this went on for a couple of days, always with the same dynamic. But one day you finally decided to ask.

"Why are you always spending your break here lately?"

He hesitated for a moment, and slightly lowered his head, embarrassed,

"You know the task we have the day after tomorrow?"

"Yes?"

"I don’t want to take another deficiency. Not that I care much, but my mother does and I would like to give her a satisfaction"

"... I see"

That said, you kept coming back, but you weren’t as interested as before, because your head was elsewhere. You thought how cute her intentions were, after all, in those days he was trying really hard, and thinking that it was for his mother gave you a strange warmth in your chest.

The bell rang sooner or later and you two stopped repeating, but you felt you wanted to spend more time with him. You didn’t know why, but you felt this wasn’t enough.

to get you out of your thoughts was Baji with a small but simple phrase

"how about tomorrow we repeat together? Maybe my place, if it’s okay"

as you returned to your seat, behind you Baji was literally screaming inside, incredulous that you had accepted (after school he would tell Chifuyu, and he would be completely shocked by how much Baji was behaving since that wasn’t even an official appointment, yet looked like he was in Haeven)

that afternoon, you met his mother. She was immediately kind and welcoming to you, thanking you for agreeing to help her ‘idiot son’

everything went smoothly, until the two of you heard a knock on Baji's bedroom door. You both thought that maybe she was his mother, but instead you found yourself in front of a boy who was more or less the same age as you, with light purple hair and eyes, and a black and white uniform and a familiar face

"Baji we- oh"

He immediately panicked

"Taka , not now"

“I know, I get it, but things have happened with.. well you know."

he hesitated, visibly frustrated by that situation. "Okay, but a quick one"

The two left the room, closing the door behind them, and you stood there, confused, and even worried.

shortly after, the door opened and saw Baji visibly angry

"I’m sorry, but I have things to do, I have to deal with something"

on his face you could clearly see his sorrow but you did not ask any question

"All right, don’t apologize. After all it got pretty late and good or bad we repeated everything, so I’m sure tomorrow will be fine. I go home now"

"Wait, alone? I can give you a lift."

"Didn’t you say you were busy? I don’t want to waste your time. Plus, I’m retry sure is something important"

"Relax, with the bike will take less than five minutes"

"Oh, it’s- umh, fantastic!"

You tried not to point it out, but it was clear that you were nervous (I don’t know about you, but I hate them. Sorry)

He probably understood it, in fact he tried to be as gentle and gentle as possible while trying to settle

"you can hold on me if you’re scared"

"...thanks"

You held on as if your life depended on it, trying not to get too attached, and especially not thinking about the fear of falling-

shortly, as he predicted, you arrived at the entrance to your neighbourhood

"Leave me here"

"Are you sure? I don’t have to drive you home"

"No, that’s not it, I just told my parents I was at a friend’s house."

"Why didn’t you tell ‘em?"

"They’re... pretty strict, let’s say that"

you knew what they were like, and if they found out you lied to go to the house of a guy they knew nothing about would be your end

he nodded his head, but as you went down you felt the need to tell him something

"Whatever you’re about to do... be careful, okay?"

“I.. i will. See you tomorrow”

It had been two weeks after that day, you were at school and the teacher had finally brought back the exam for which you and Baji (almost and only Baji actually) had studied days and nights.

Also, he used your notes. You left them in his room, knowing that they would be of more useful to him than to you

While the teacher was handing out the exam you heard her say, "Congratulations. Try to do that on your next time too."

When the bell rang you waited for everyone to go out to Baji, who like you was waiting to talk to you

"so? How did it go?"

"Sixty-three!"

"I’m proud of you, Kei,"

You said smiling and pat him on the shoulder

He smiled back, not just for that score, but because it was the first time you called him by name. The mf went straight to the other guys of the toman to show the score, omitting the fact that you had been after him for days

the two of you continued to hang out between one break and sometimes you even organized little evening outings. You learned to know each other more and he trusted you enough to tell you about Toman and the boys, and he’s glade you still talk to him and are not scared of him.

Please ask him out for A REAL date. He’s too embarrassed to do it by himself

+ The Toman boys teased him whenever they can (Chifuyu’s fault). Obviously only his friends, his subordinates were too afraid for their lives

"Will you leave us now to spend all your time with your girlfriend?"

"What?! We’re just friends!"

"Aww, is little Kei embarrassed?"

"What the hell is wrong with y’all?!

he refuses to let you meet them because of this jokes, expect for Chifuyu, Kazutora and maybe Mitsuya since he is more mature than the others.

[thepeculiarbird]

have something really important to do but no. Just there, writing about villard because i need more of them.

[koobiie]

shoutout to everyone who wants to infodump but cant string together coherent thoughts to form sentences and instead just look at you like this

[wewontbesleeping]

the weirdest fucking thing to me is how men will be like "it's so hard being a man. no one cares that i'm sad. the loneliness we experience could NEVER be understood by a woman" and then also be like "btw i never talk to my friends and i don't know their names and i love hanging out with men because they don't talk about their stupid emotions all the time. women could never understand a bond like this." like ???

[ruporas]

dragon meat, you, and me

[bean-spring]

Hot take and not to be a killjoy or the shipping police but people treating Viktor or Jinx's aroace headcanons as if they were canon is not the revolutionary take people think it is.

Headcanons are always all right but we have to acknowledge that they are somehow damaging when they apply to stereotypes. It might not be the case for everyone but most of the time people unconsciously assume that disability/mental illness=asexuality. These headcanons erase the freedom of attraction from people who are already seen as unable to have sexual/romantic experiences/desires, when it's completely untrue and harmful.

You can headcanon Viktor and Jinx as aroace, but I have seen people changing their minds once Viktor is no longer disabled (s2 with all of his other forms) and Jinx is no longer as mentally ill (alternate universe Powder). And it speaks wonders of how people see these characters.

"I never thought about Jinx being able to feel romantic/sexual attraction until s2!" To believe she's actually only capable of that when she's not "damaged" is incredibly disturbing. Especially since Jinx has always had a bit of a flirty personality too.

"I've always seen Viktor as asexual, I don't know why!" That's fine. You can headcanon him as ace. But I believe there is a reason behind it, most of the time, if for some inexplicable reason the "vibes" of the disabled character are making you think he's ace.

I say all of this being aroaspec myself, by the way. Headcanon all you want but going to people's posts commenting how "it's weird for you that they have romantic/sexual plots when they're clearly aroace" is not a win at all. It's a headcanon, after all, and it should be treated as such, and that's fine. But it also is damaging to spread stereotypes like these.

Of course the disabled character is asexual. Of course the mentally ill character is aromantic. It's not as revolutionary as you might think, tbh.

Fandom is not activism and it's all right to have any headcanons you want BUT some of them are filled with damaging stuff and perhaps we should look into ourselves more before treating these assumptions as something canon.

[legolambi]

say it with me melvik pre series toxic situationship

[8pxl]

14 yrs ago i started playing magic the gathering as a kid, and i had the dream to do art for them

3 yrs ago i tweeted about those dreams:

today i’ve released 11 official magic the gathering cards, and it’s honestly so surreal and insane to me! i did that!! i fulfilled a childhood dream, and i honestly couldn’t be more proud 🥹

[tooquirkytolose]

~The Most Beautiful Woman in The World~

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[inkskinned]

the thing about some men is that they want you to remember, at all times, that you are underneath them. that with one word or look or "joke", you will stay beneath them. that even "exceptions" to the rule are not true exceptions - the commonly cited statistic that one in eight men believe they could win against serena williams.

women's gymnastics is often not seen as real gymnastics. whatever the fuck non-euclidian horrors rhythmic gymnasts are capable of, it's often tamped down as being not a sport. some of the most dominant athletes in the world are women. nobody watches women's soccer. despite years of dancing and being built like a fucking brick, men always assume they're faster and stronger than i am. you wouldn't like what happens when they are incorrect. once while drunk at a guy's house i won a held-plank challenge by a solid minute. the party was over after that - he became exceedingly violent.

what i mean is that you can be perfect, and they still think you're ... lacking, somehow. i hope you understand i'm trying to express a neutral statement when i say: taylor swift was the possibly the most patriarchy-palatable, straight-down-the-line woman we could churn out. she is white, conventionally attractive, usually pretty mild in personality. say what you will about her (and you should, she's a billionaire, she can handle it), but a few things seem to be true about her: 1. she can write a damn catchy song, and 2. the eras tour truly was a massive commercial success and was also genuinely an impressive feat of human athleticism and performance.

i don't know if she deserves the title of "woman of the year," i'm not debating that in this post. what i am saying is that she was named Woman of The Year, and then an untalented man got onstage at the golden globes and made fun of her for attending her boyfriend's football games. what i am saying is that this woman altered local economies - and her dating life is still being made into a "harmless" punchline. the camera panned, greedy, over to her downing a full glass of champagne. congratulations taylor! you are woman of the year! but you are a woman. even her.

fuck, man. write better material.

a guy gets onstage at a college graduation and despite the fact like half the crowd is made up of women, he spends a significant proportion of it warning these people - who spent possibly hundreds of thousands of dollars on their education - that they were lied to. that the "real" meaning of femininity is motherhood. that they shouldn't rest on the laurels of that education-they-paid-for but instead throw it away to kneel at a man's heel. imagine that. sweating in your godawful polyester gown (that you also had to pay for!), fresh out of 4 years of pushing yourself ever-harder: and some guy you've never met - who knows nothing about you - he reminds you this "win" is a pyrrhic one at best. you really shouldn't consider yourself that extraordinary. you're still a woman, even after years of study.

god forbid you are not a pretty woman, but if you are pretty, you must be dumb. god forbid you are not ablebodied or white or cis or straight or good at swallowing. you must be beneath a man, or else they are not a man. the equation for masculinity seems to just be: that which is not a woman or womanly (god forbid). anything "feminine" is thereby anathema. to engage in "feminine" things such as therapy, getting a hug from a friend, or crying - it is giving up ones manhood. therefore women need to be put in their place to ensure that masculinity is protected.

this is something i have struggled to explain to terfs - they are not doing the work of feminism, but rather the patriarchy. by asserting that women and men must be (on some secret level) oppositional and in conflict, they also assume that being a woman is akin to being another species. but bigotry does not stem from observational truths or clarity - that is what makes it bigotry. there was nothing in my childhood that made me fundamentally different from my brother. we are treated differently nonetheless. to assert there is some biological drive that enforces my gender role is to assert that women have a gendered role. men do not see women as equal to them not because of biological reality - but instead because the core tenant of the patriarchy is that women aren't full, realized people.

we are told from a very young age to excuse misbehavior as a single man's choice - not all men. it is not all men, just that one guy. all women are gold-digging bitches who belong in the kitchen - but if a man is mean, bigoted, or violent to you, it's just that particular guy, and that means nothing about men-as-a-whole. it is only one guy who got mad when you gently rejected him. it is only one guy who warns her this trophy is heavy, are you sure you can hold it? it is only one guy who smashes her face into the cake. it is only one guy talking into a mic about hating our bodily autonomy.

i have just found that they often wait until the moment we actually seem to be upstaging them. you sit in a meeting where you're presenting your own findings and he says get me a coffee? or you run to the end of the marathon and are about to finish first and he pushes your kids out in front of you. you win the chess game and they make some comment akin to well, you're ugly away. we can be the billionaire and get the dream life and finally fucking do it and yet! still! they have this strange, visceral urge to say well actually, if you think you're so great -

it's not one just one guy. it's one in eight.

[orriculum]

"all men are evil" is radfem/terf rhetoric, but clarifying "all cis men" because you want to signal that you're not transphobic doesn't work because it's still deeply rooted in radfem beliefs. It's saying you believe there's something inherently evil in being born/assigned "male", and you carry it over in how you treat ppl who transition in or out of that gender. "All cis men are evil", is gender essentialist and you can't get around that.

Fucking tired of ppl who think their terf soundbites with a fresh coat of paint are sooo progressive

[demaparbat-hp]

She will (and he'll let her)

[madootles]

"The Lonely's really got you, hasn't it?"

[jinxnvi]

1.01 / 2.09

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[garbean]

I love dunmeshi for the like.. built in horror of consumption. Like they eat to survive, they eat to honor their prey, they eat to possibly mourn someone. Laios eats monsters because he wants to learn more about the things he loves, Senshi eats monsters to feel included in the ecosystem because he didn't fit in with the outside and with most creatures in general, Chilchuck DOESN'T eat as much as he could because eating too much could kill all the party members, Marcille eats monsters and hates it but she still does it because she'll die before she could save Falin.

[cj-the-random-artist]

Ok hear me out: Narilamb but they're both aroace and in a qpr.

I've been rolling around in my head for like a long long time this idea that Narinder and Lambert could both be aroace and (after like. A couple of centuries or so) end up in this like very comfortable very close relationship that neither of them define as anything specific other than calling it a "companionship". But on the other hand most of the cult thinks that they're dating in secret or something despite the fact that both of them have said they don't take lovers, because they are clearly very tight but maybe not super openly so, so maybe the cultists thing they're being secretive and hiding something or something like that. Idk but my aroace brain loves thinking about extremely close (mostly) platonic relationships and for some reason my brain decided hmm. I'm going to take this and throw it at Narilamb and see how I like it.

So then I decided to make a ridiculous joke comic about Narinder asking Lambert's hand in marriage specifically because he wants to get out of paying taxes. Because like, I know that spouse followers do actually still have to pay taxes in the actual game but. Hey Narinder and Lambert have presumably never married so they probably don't know that...? Honestly the only reason I made this was because the concept tickled me and I spent too much time on this for no one to see it, so. This comic and all it's absolute ridiculousness be upon ye.

While there's a tiny part of me that's been thinking about making this into an AU (which I'd probably call something like the "Strictly Platonic AU" or something), I know for a fact that I would blatantly not do anything legitimate with it so. It's an unofficial AU I guess?? But. Anyways. I thought this would be funny. Enjoy my ramblings and I hope you enjoy this thing that I spent. Actual time on. Lol