#i cant stop worrying theyll do it again and name drop me this time...

[the-lupine-sojourner]

Takara’s Hero Academia, Season 2 Episode 2 [Eijiro Kirishima/OC] [Female!Aizawa/Hizashi]

Okay, so here we finally are. I feel like it’s been forever since I updated this story. Sorry! 

Anyway, um, I do now have a Patreon, in case anyone wants to actually pay me to write or whatever. Seriously, though, don’t feel pressured to do anything with this. I am just seeing if anything will come out of this. 

Moving on, I’ll do the taglist. @elite-guard-hardygal @dailyojiromashirao @souskena and @fandoms-fandoms-everywhere99 . I apologize for not having this up last night!! I thought I’d be able to sit down and get it done but then I ended up getting sidetracked and then it was midnight and--whoops. I might post what I did instead later. It’s kinda cool! Hardygal knows what it is, lol. XD

Okay, so lemme add the link for this series’ Masterlist! 

Okay, now let’s get to the story! :)

God Bless and Good Day! 

~The Lupine Sojourner

By the time the final bell rang, I was exhausted.

I yawn and stand, gathering my things up before Eijiro grabs them and slips them into my backpack for me, and I blush a little. He was still distracting me! I thought I was going to try to pull myself together around him! Regardless, I smile.

“Thanks, but you really don’t have to keep doing this kind of thing for me…” I mumble, scratching the back of my neck. Eijiro shrugs.

“I want to.” He replies and my blush goes a few shades darker.

“O-oh…” I mumble. “Okay.” Then, Ochaco opens the door.

“Uhh...why the heck are you all here!?” I look up and see the doorway packed with students.

“Do you students have some business with our class?” Tenya asks. No one replies. I shift awkwardly, shrinking back a little into my seat. The spotlight wasn’t something I was used to. If I had to guess, they’re here to scout out the class that’s fought villains...greeeaaaattt.

“Why are you blocking the doorway?” The class pervert asks. “I won’t let you hold us hostage!” I roll my eyes. Like he could do anything about it. Katsuki, backpack over his shoulder, stalks toward the door.

“They’re scouting out the competition, idiots.” He growls. “We’re the class that survived a real villain attack. They wanna see us with their own eyes.” I gulp, standing. If he was leaving, I should, too. I needed to find Mom and Dad, anyway. Eijiro takes my backpack and walks toward the door with me. I smile gratefully at him. “At least know you know what a future pro looks like.” Katsuki continued. I roll my eyes, the smile dropping.

“Katsuki, enough. We’re all striving to be heroes. Technically, that makes us all potential future pros. Stop.” I call, but it doesn’t make a difference.

“Now move it, extras!” Katsuki snaps as the crowd goes quiet.

“Katsuki!” I bark, hobbling over.

“You can’t just go around calling people extras just because you don’t know them!” Tenya interjects, his arms waving wildly in his emotional state. I open my mouth to add my own lecture, but then a voice rings out and I freeze.

“So this is Class 1-A.” It was Hitoshi! “I heard you guys were impressive, but you just seem like an ass.” He was talking to Katsuki as he made his way through the crowd as I crutch over.

“Shinso!” He never liked me calling him ‘Hitoshi’ in public. He smiles briefly at me, nodding subtly, then turns back to Katsuki.

“You know this clown?” Katsuki growls. I glare at him.

“Yeah. We went to middle school together.” It was a reason I know his name, at least. I didn’t need to go further and embarrass Hitoshi.

“I was sad to come here and find a bunch of egomaniacs in her class.” He continues, sighing a little and rubbing the back of his neck.

“It’s just how Katsuki is,” I defend, “but seriously. Not all of us are like him.” Katsuki glares at me. Hitoshi closes his eyes.

“I wanted to be in the hero course.” He says to no one in particular...or maybe Katsuki. Or 1-A. I’m not sure. “But, like many others here, I was forced to choose a different track.” I suddenly realize why Shinso was here; part of it might be checking on me, but a larger portion must be him declaring what he intended to do. He wanted to win the Sports Festival or do well enough that he can be moved into the Hero Course, like Mom did when she was in high school. “Such is life.” His eyes narrow at Katsuki, who’s remaining surprisingly calm. “I didn’t cut it the first time around, but I have another chance.” I knew it! “If any of us do well in the Sports Festival, the teachers can decide to transfer us to the Hero Course, and they’ll have to transfer students out to make room.” Oh, no...this was a declaration of war. “‘Scouting the competition’?” Hitoshi asks rhetorically. “Maybe some of my peers are, but I’m here to let you know that if you don’t bring your very best, I’ll steal your spot right out from under you.” Hitoshi tilts his head a little. “Consider this a declaration of war.” I blink.

“Shinso…” I murmur, biting my lip. The rest of the class flinches in shock, but I look at Shinso dead in the eye. Hitoshi was serious, but only glaring at Katsuki, who was glaring back. Was he just acting tough to push himself?

“Hey, you!” Comes a new male voice, and someone else forces their way to the head of the crowd. He had incredibly thick blonde eyelash-looking things around his eyes, with silver hair and a fire in his eyes to match Katsuki’s. Oh, great. Another hothead. “I’m from Class B, right next door to you! We heard you fought some villains and- -oh, shit.” He stops short when he sees my boot and crutch. I sigh and gesture to the boot.

“Yeah, we fought villains.” I reply. “And I got the injuries to prove it.” He takes a step back, then scoffs.

“Well, looks like the rest of your class are brats who think they’re better than us!” He challenges. I roll my eyes and point to my backpack, in Eijiro’s hand.

“That’s my backpack, but it hasn’t been on my shoulders since I got here. Eijiro here was the one who got me out of the villain attack and he’s been helping me ever since. The rest of my class are great people, too. Bakugo’s just...headstrong and doesn’t listen to anything or anyone.” The guy turns to Katsuki.

“Oh, great! Talk all you want, loser! It’ll just be more embarrassing when you’re K.Oed!” Katsuki just scoffs and walks away.

“Don’t you ignore me!” The newcomer roars angrily. I move to get Katsuki, but Eijiro beats me to saying anything.

“Dude, where’re you going?! You gotta say something! It’s your fault everyone’s hating on us, Bakugo!” Katuski just glances over his shoulder.

“These people don’t matter.” He growls.

“Huh!?” Eijiro snaps.

“The only thing that’s important is that I beat them.”

“Katsuki, stop!” I snap. “Yeah, we have to beat them to win, but heroes also need to have good teamwork with others. You need to work on that if you want to be the top.”

“Says who?” Katsuki retorts, then walks away before I can say anything else. The silver-head pops up again.

“Hey! I’m coming for you!” He exclaims. Katsuki ignores him. I go to chase him down and talk sense into him, but then decide against it. Right now, Katsuki’s only focus was winning the Sports Festival. If I were to talk to him, he’d only see it as me trying to undermine his chances somehow.

“I hate that that was such a manly exit…” Eijiro grumbles, clenching his fist. I bite my lip.

“Yeah, but...there’s no way he’ll win the Festival if he pisses everyone off.” I reply.

“Meh. He’ll be fine.” Sero counters.

“Besides, he wasn’t wrong.” Fumikage points out. “We have to beat them.” Kaminari groans.

“Yeah, sure, but this sucks!”

“So let’s prove them wrong.” I call, coming back further into the class room. “Don’t be what everyone thinks we are. We’ll prove them wrong.” Denki groans.

“But he made us everyone’s enemy!”

“Yeah, and all these dumb idiots will be gunning for us in the Festical now.” Mineta adds. I shrug, not looking at that little creep.

“Look, just keep training hard and don’t be an asshole and we’ll prove them wrong.” I retort, looking at Kaminari. He laughs.

“Kinda blunt, Yamada, but I like your style!” I chuckle and wave him away.

“Call me Takara, and thanks.” Eijiro then calls me and puts my backpack beside my desk for me. I notice he’s glaring at Kaminari, so I try to distract him by smiling at him. “Thanks.” The students outside slowly go away, talking about this and that, and I have to restrain myself from giving some big speech about how great my class is because the truth is...I don’t really know them yet. I don’t know enough to definitively stand up and say what I want to say. I then look up as Shinso walks over, giving me a small smile.

“Hey.” I smile back.

“Hey.”

“I’m glad to see you’re better. You had me scared for a moment.” Anyone who didn’t know Shinso might think he’s just saying that. His voice didn’t give much emotion away, but I understood. He meant every word.

“That was some speech.” I note, sighing.

“I meant that, too.” He says, leaning against the desk in front of me and crossing his arms. Most everyone’s left and I wanted to talk to Shinso, anyway, so I stay.

“Don’t lie; you just wanted to see me.” I tease, smiling.

“And what gave you that idea? I just wanted to send my message to 1-A.” He retorts. I roll my eyes, then sigh and pick at my skirt.

“...I’m worried, Shinso.” I confess softly.

“About what?” He asks, brow raised.

“About the Festival, and...and if I’ll be healed enough to prepare myself to fight. I just...my ribs don’t hurt that bad, but my leg still needs work. And I still need to train. A lot. I just...Mom and Dad will be watching. The world will be watching. I want to make a good impression.” Eijiro apparently takes that as a kind of cue, wrapping an arm around my shoulder.

“You’ll make a great one!” He assures me, daring to squeeze me close enough to mush our cheeks together. I blush and laugh.

“If you say so.” I reply, squeezing him in return. He straightens up, lets go, and puts a hand on my shoulder.

“But seriously; don’t sweat it. You’ll be great!” I grin and put my hand over his in a moment of boldness. 

“If you say so.” I retort. Eijiro understood the deeper meaning; I support you, but think you’re downplaying yourself too much.. It was somethign we’d done for each other a lot as we approached this school year and the challenge of learning how to be a pro hero. Shinso pushes off the desk.

“Well, it was nice chatting, but I should be going.” He says. I stand, too, and hug him.

“Thanks for coming.” I murmur, drawing away.

“Your friend’s right, Takara; trust yourself. Besides, your parents adore you. No matter what you do in the Festival, their love won’t change.” I nod.

“Yeah, yeah. I just can’t help worrying about this whole thing.” Hitoshi shakes his head, chuckling.

“Don’t.” With that, he shrugs and waves as he walks away. I watch him leave and then pick up my backpack, slinging it over one shoulder, insisting on carrying it this time, despite Eijiro tugging on it.

“I got it. I’m not going far. Just to the teacher’s lounge to find Mom and Dad.” Eijiro pouts.

“Takara, you shouldn’t overdo it.” He mumbles. I smile, adjusting the backpack a little.

“I’m not.” He suddenly leans forward gives me a hug. I wonder where this is coming from, but find that I really like this. His hug is strong, but not overwhelming, steady and warm. I feel so safe and secure, I lose myself for a second and bury my face in his neck. He smells like cologne and men’s bodywash. One of those two things had teatree oil in it, something that made him smell amazing!

I then feel Eijiro stiffen and come back to reality and I blush almost blood red as I release him. Our eyes were so wide, they might have popped if they were balloons. “S-so-sorry!” I stammer, grabbing my crutch and running as quick as I can out of the classroom without using the crutch. Eijiro hadn’t moved, so I had a headstart, managing to get away before he- -”Ow!”

“Oof!” I blink, my leg flaring a bit as I realize I’ve run into somebody. Instantly, I stand and apologize. The person I hit laughs.

“Hey, don’t worry about it. It happens sometimes.” It’s a female, third year if I had to guess. Her Quirk makes her look wolf-like, her fur a mottled grey, black and earthen brown. It was so pretty! Her eyes were sapphire blue on the outside and emerald green on the inside and her tail flicks back and forth mindlessly and I have to remember to talk. It was rude to just stare.

“But still. I’m, um, Takara. Takara Yamada.” Her eyes light up.

“Oh! My dad works with your parents!” I raise a brow.

“Really?” She nods.

“Yeah! Oh, sorry! I’m Asami. Asami Hamato.” I grin.

“Like Hamato-Sensei that teaches the second years’ literature?” Asami laughs.

“Yeah. He might quit after this semester, though. He wants to start a self-defense dojo for people with less, um, combative Quirks.”

“Wow, that’s amazing!” She nods happily.

“Thanks.” She hands me back my crutch. “Here you go.” I take it. She pauses. “Wait...you’re in 1-A, right?” I nod.

“Yeah.” She gestures to my boot.

“This from that USJ incident?” I nod.

“Yeah...turns out your leg breaks when a superhuman grabs it to slam you into your mother.” I tried to sound light, like it was a joke now...but my voice wavered. Asami winces.

“Yikes. I’m glad you’re doing better, then.” I was grateful she didn’t press me for more details as I squirm.

“Thanks. I should probably let you go. It was great meeting you.” Asami smiles.

“Yeah, it was great meeting you, too. Maybe I’ll see you around, okay?” I nod, starting to walk off.

“Yeah.” We wave at each other and I continue on my way. Luckily, Eijiro hadn’t pursued me. I blushed again just thinking about that moment…

What was I thinking?! I’d just...it’d felt so good having his strong arms around me, his warmth making me feel safe and at ease, even if it was just for a moment. And then I went and ruined the mood by sniffing him! Ergh!

Finally, I reach the teacher’s lounge. “Hey, champ!” Dad calls. “I was just gonna come looking for yah!” I walk further into the room.

“Hey. I was just talking a bit with the others before I came up here.” he smiles.

“Okay.” I decided to focus on Asami, not that. I’d never hear the end of it if I told Dad I sniffed someone (especially Eijiro) out of nowhere.

“I met a third year on my way here.” Dad tilts his head.

“Oh? Who are they? I might know her.”

“Asami Hamato.” Dad grins.

“Oh, yeah! Her dad works here; Hamato Yoshi. He’s a nice guy. Kinda quiet, doesn’t say much, and doesn’t hang around the school a lot.” I shrug.

“Asami also said he wants to start a self-defense dojo for people that don’t have very combative Quirks.” Dad’s eyes go wide.

“That’s great!” I grin.

“I know, right?” Dad then grabs his stuff.

“Alright. Shota’s resting on the couch, but it’s time to go, so I’ll get her.” I nod.

=#=#=#=#=

The next few days went quick, and after school, I’d pop in for a little healing. Never anything extreme, but enough that in those few days, I was healed enough that Recovery Girl gave me the okay to start getting back into exercise and training, warning me to take it a little slow at first.

At that particular session (when I was cleared for training), All Might happens by the door. “I didn’t know you still needed healing…” He mumbles, walking slowly into the room. He looked guilty, but I don’t know why.

“Well, I didn’t want to drain my stamina too much because of school and stuff, but, um, yeah...I should be all healed soon, though, right Recovery Girl?” She chuckles.

“Yes, I believe so, now hold still so I can use my Quirk.” I do and find the healing sensation something I’ve gotten used to at this point. I watch Toshin-Oji go into his real form and sigh heavily as he sits on a cot.

“Takara, I...I wanted to say I’m sorry.” I blink as Recovery Girl moves away.

“Wait, what?” I ask, genuinely confused. “What for?”

“I couldn’t be at the USJ because I wasted my time as All Might that morning being heroic. I was stupid and now you, Shota, and Izuku paid the price.” I blink, remembering that Izuku’s legs seemed broken when he leapt out to protect All Might at the USJ. I wince.

“Is Izuku okay?” I ask automatically.

“He’s fine.” Recovery Girl assures me. “Besides broken legs, he only had minor injuries and two broken fingers.” I breathe out.

“That’s good.”

“How’s Shota?” All Might asks, bringing us more or less back to what he’d said. I sigh.

“She’s...coping. It’s not easy for her to adjust to needing to wear casts on both of her arms, but she’s happy she’s not blind.”

“She could have been blinded?!” He asks sharply in shock. I pale. Wrong thing to say!

“...Her orbital floors were pretty badly damaged, but Recovery Girl managed to heal them. She’s fine...or, at least, better then she used to be.” I chuckle awkwardly, and All Might smiles in relief, exhaling.

“That’s great news. Frankly, I was worried about you two, even after I heard you were stable. When I saw you on the ground, caught under Nomu’s foot...I didn’t know what had happened, just that it pissed me off so much I saw red and next thing I knew, I had you in my arms.” I blink. He’d been feeling this way since the incident?

“Toshin-Oji, you really can’t blame yourself- -no, seriously- -the only ones to blame are the villains.” I reply, holding up a hand when he tried to interrupt. “Even during the fight, I knew as long as I could hold out until I got to Recovery Girl, I’d be okay. I knew my injuries were bad, but I always had that notion in the back of my head.” I realize what I’m saying and turn to Recovery Girl. “I mean, not that I assumed you’d help me or anything! I just knew there was a possibility that I’d be healed pretty quickly!” She holds up her hand.

“I knew what you meant, dear. And, unlike another student, I haven’t had to heal you much, so of course I’d help you out. You and your mother were hurt pretty bad. I knew I could help, and I did, so let’s all agree to put this behind us, okay?” I smile.

“Yeah...okay. Toshin-Oji?” He turns his head to look me in the eye. “I love you.” He blinks.

“I love you, too.” He says and I swoop over to hug him. “You truly are a treasure.” He murmurs, squeezing me just a little harder and kissing my temple. I tear up a little in happiness and bury my face in his chest.

“Hey, Tik--...am I interrupting?” Dad asks, trailing off when he saw what was going on. I pull away and smile at Dad.

“Nah, we were just clearing some things up.” I reply, winking at Toshin-Oji. Dad seems to read the subtext and nods.

“I see. Well, Shota’s ready to go, so let’s not keep her waiting, okay?” I nod.

“Okay.” I turn back to the office. “Bye, guys!” I call, waving as I walk out of the room, thankfully not needing my boot. “Thank you, Recovery Girl!” I add.

“Don’t overdo it, dear! Start slow!” She calls back and I nod in acknowledgement.

“Hey, Tik-Tak, there’s actually something I wanted to talk to you about.” Dad says as we walk, and I nod, wondering what he could possibly want to talk to me about.

“Okay.” I prompt. He wraps an arm around my shoulders.

“Shota and I have been talking, and we think it’d be best to move into the faculty facility here on campus. That way, Shota doesn’t have to be driven to work everyday and we all have a bit more independence. Would you want to do that?” I nod.

“Yeah, Mom mentioned you two were toying with the idea, and I told her I could have my stuff packed in, like, two hours. Honestly, I think it’s a good idea!” He ruffles my hair.

“Thanks, Takara. Frankly, I’m using the whole move as a way to help Shota.” He sighs, slumped and looking away. “She’s taking this hard. Villains got the drop on us and she’s still trying to cope.” I blink.

“I...I’d imagine so.” I mumble. “Honestly, I haven’t been sleeping too well, myself. I keep waking up to nothing, feeling on edge for some reason, wondering what woke me, but I’m able to go back to sleep. Sometimes, I swear there’s someone in a room, but when I do the vibration thing, no one’s there.” Dad looks at me somberly, hand on my shoulder.

“That’s completely normal, Musume. Even Shota’s been having nightmares. She keeps waking up, clutching her face and staring around the room with her Quirk active, like she’s looking for enemies. It’s hard to get her to calm down.” I sigh. Figures Mom has her own demons to deal with.

“Maybe we can have movie night? Watch some corny comedy or something?” Dad chuckles.

“Maybe. Or we can ask Toshinori for show suggestions to watch as a family.” I nod eagerly.

“Yeah!” I’m already whipping out my phone and typing up a text as Dad laughs.

“We’ll look up recipes for popcorn and make a night of it. What’dya say?” I grin at him, sending the text.

“I say ‘hell yeah’!” I reply, high-fiving dad. This was a great idea!

Within five minutes, I get a text back.

Toshin-Oji <3:

Well, if you’re looking for something that makes for a good distraction, I’d recommend some of the older movies by an American film studio called Walt Disney. They have an interesting 2-D style in their early works and I find the stories charming. As for shows, I’m not sure...maybe look around and see if something appeals to you all.

I smile. That was an interesting idea, for sure.

=#=#=#=#=

The next day, we were at the fake city from the entrance exam, training. It was a lot of fun, even if I couldn’t really work myself the way I wanted to without making my leg cramp and spasm even after healing the broken bone. It was slowly coming back to normal, though, as I practiced simple kicks and stuff after a really short run to build that muscle back. My ribs forced me to take breaks, as well, if I pushed it too hard, but they were coming along great, too. My phone buzzes as I finish a pretend fight, so I check who the text is from.

Eijiro Kirishima:

Hey, come look at the tall building’s roof!

Confused, I decide to go ahead and walk over. I knew Eijiro was in the same area as me, so I knew which tall building he meant. However, it was so tall, I couldn’t see clearly what I was supposed to see up there. All I saw was a small blurry thing that might be Eijiro.

Me:

Ok, I’m here. What do you want me to see? I can’t really see anything…

Just a few seconds after I sent that, I hear a faint yell and then look up to see- - “Eijiro!” I scream, backing up toward the building make sure I wouldn’t be hit. I knew what he was doing; practicing falling long distances and using his Quirk to survive them. It was just training, but...still. If he didn’t activate his Quirk in time...thankfully, he lands and comes back up almost instantly, thrusting dramatically through the cracked pavement.

“Yyyeeaaahhh!” He roars, grinning wildly at me as he walks over, dusting himself off. His grin then turns into a smirk. “Impressed?” He asks, one hand on his hip, the other on the wall. I snort, blushing a little as he leans in just a little.

“You’re insane. You could have died...but to answer your question...yeah, it was kinda impressive.” I reply with slightly pink cheeks, chuckling and walking away, when Eijiro puts his other hand on the other side of my head. I turn to look at him. His face is intense with some unreadable emotion as he stares at me.

“So...did I smell good?” He asks, leaning in. I blush and lean back against the wall. Where was this coming from!?

“Um...what?” I ask stupidly, my racing mind unable to process what he might be talking about.

“What happened after the final bell yesterday...that hug…” My blush darkens. Oh shit! I’d almost forgotten! I lick my lips.

“I- -I’m so sorry about that!” I squeak, unsure how to take this reaction. Was he mad? Disgusted? He was so hard to read right now… “I, ah, I mean…yeah...you did smell good.” Why was that hard to say? It was a fact, nothing more...right? He then smiles, laughing (I swear he’s blushing, too, though) as he leans back, keeping one hand on the wall. I blush darker and want to sink into the ground.

“Takara, relax! I was just teasing!” He chirps. “But, good to know!” I exhale, then smack his arm.

“You jerk! I thought you were mad at me or something!” That, and I thought maybe...that was leading somewhere- -stoppit! This is not the time for those kind of thoughts! He’s just a friend! Stop!

“Aww, Takara, I could never be mad at you for long!” He replies, patting my arm and moving away.

“Good to know, jerk.” I grumble, the tone undermined by my smirk, then I sigh and nudge him. “You know, you’re a good man, Eijiro.” I mumble, cheeks red again “You didn’t have to help me, but you did, and I want you to know it means a lot to me.” He’s definitely blushing as he walks beside me. I wanted to make sure he knew how much all his help meant to me.

“Takara, I’d do it again. Anytime.” I feel an instinct to hug him but refrain and settle for smiling at him as we walk back toward where the others were training.

“And I’d do it for you.” I reply, just letting myself enjoy this moment. It was two friends affirming their bond...and that’s it…

So why am I blushing?!

(I promise I don’t mean to keep forcing KiriKara down your throat but most of these moments write themselves. Hope y’all don’t mind! (: Can’t wait to show you all the Sports Festival!)

[arplis]

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Your bathroom might look pristine and Pinterest worthy, with DIY soaps, elegant and ornate mirrors, and sweet-smelling shampoos. But, the moment you open up the cabinet underneath the sink, it looks like a scene from Inception.

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1. Tension Rod For Spray Bottles

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This rod leaves less space below for other items. However, since the spray bottles hanging on top will take up a larger majority of space, mount the rod as high as possible for better results.

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When life gives you spices, put them in a spice rack. Use spice racks that are longer, lengthwise, to conserve more space within the cabinet. In this case, anything in the bathroom sink.

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Adding a bunch of clothespins to the inside of the cabinet, either on the door or the back, or side is a great idea! Store all your gloves, and toilet brushes easily on these hooks, and avoid those early morning oops-I-tripped-on-the-toilet-brush accidents!

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This Expandable shelf can comfortably fit in your bathroom cabinet. Its extendable, given that it can stretch from 15-25 inches, and fits all those pesky sponges and spray bottles that keep falling on the bathroom floor. Its also quite affordable, and the structure of the rack will not interfere with the sink pipe since it incorporates the pipe itself.

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Yes I know it sounds a little weird. A drawer inside a cabinet? But its definitely effective. This 3-tier storage structure is a sliding drawer with 3 tiers. So you dont have to conserve space and choose between storing soap or towels.

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Is your pipe taking up all the valuable storage underneath the sink? Its probably annoying you to the point where you end up placing containers on the counter. And knock those over too. Clumsiness is in everyones genetics!

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Getting tired of all your hair dryers and curlers falling in the sink from insufficient counter space? I can totally relate. Try out this over cabinet hair tool caddy. It has enough space for your curlers, straighteners, serums, dryers and whatever arsenal of hair tools you need to store.

A definite necessity, am I right ladies? This hair caddy has a specialized slot to specifically store hairbrushes and hair dryers, making it much easier to store these items individually.

8. Plastic Under The Sink Organizers

Old school organizers are one of the best ways to go. These plastic bins are customizable, so theyll easily fit under your sink. Theyre easy to clean, affordable, and if youre really feeling up for it, theyre easy to decorate! Your toiletries or any bathroom cleaning tools you need to store can simply be shoved into one of these containers under the sink.

These containers can also be stacked on top of each other, making it more space conservative. Rearrange the containers around the pipe to avoid clutter, and youll be golden.

9. Corner Caddy

Honestly, this product is my favorite. If the pipe under your sink takes up too much space, which happens quite often, use this caddy. It is small, compact, and can be stored in the corner of your bathroom cabinet.

It can store little items like essential oils, face creams, or any other bathroom necessity. Its also portable and easy to clean! So take it with you on those long road trips without worrying about counter space. The stand itself doesnt require assembly and comes in one piece along with a slew of various colors.

Buy corner storage organizer caddy now!

10. 2-Tier Sliding Basket

This sliding basket drawer lets you organize pretty much all your spray bottles and makeup in the same place. It has that much storage! Its 2 tiers, so obviously gives you a bit of breathing room in terms of organization and grouping items together.

The sliding basket is easy to assemble and doesnt require any complicated drilling or blueprint reading. Most of the time when I pick up a furniture manual, the words look like Greek and Latin to me! Is it just me? Or does that happen to everybody?

Get this sliding basket drawer now to organize yours under the sink space.

11. Use this Pedestal Storage

Treat your bathroom items and toiletry like royalty using this pedestal stand. It stores all the hand soaps and incense that you keep losing track of. It gives you some extra space to the already existing under sink storage, so you can store all those extra and pretty items that your sturdy bins dont have room for.

The circular rod on top also allows for a few towels to be stored, so this pedestal storage is versatile and functional.

12. Adjustable Storage Shelf

This shelf expands and is flexible within the dimensions of your small or big cabinet. If you find it difficult to fit the shelf along with the enormously annoying sink pipe, reposition one of the slats around the pipe. This way you can fit your products, and not worry about the pipe simultaneously. Its easy to clean, and quite cheap. Whats not to like?

Buy this adjustable and expandable shelf.

13. Using Waste Plastic To Store Hair Tools

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Do you have any plastic jugs or old PVC pipes lying around the house? Stop. Drop. And put it in the cabinet. Use adhesive at the back of the PVC pipes, cut to proportion, and then stick it on the wall of the cabinet. Or, cut proper pieces from an old plastic jug and use adhesive and stick it on the wall.

These pipes act as a personalized holder for your curling and straightening irons. Always make sure your irons are cooled down before you put it in the plastic holder. Otherwise, it will melt. Obviously. Taking care of heat products 101. This way, you dont have to spend extra money on a specialized holder. You save money and the environment by reusing plastic.

14. Stackable Organizers

Although medium-sized bins and shelves are great for bigger items, what about the small nail polish bottles or makeup you want to store? Not to worry, this product stores exactly this.

These stackable acrylic organizers store all those small items like cotton buds, nail polish, makeup, or any other small item you want to store. Powders, foundation, nail files, cotton buds, you name it.

Buy this organizer now!

15. Caddy For Dorm Room Bathroom

Staying in a dorm room? No problem. Use this caddy to store all your toiletries, razors, and makeup for easy access. Its portable, cheap, easy to clean, and comes already assembled. One of the great features about this caddy is that it has holes at the bottom.

So, any water that would store and make the caddy all dirty will drain away without causing problems. Makes clean up even easier! This caddy is space conservative and quite sturdy.

Buy this caddy now!

16. Use A Magazine Holder

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On a budget? Theres something for you too! Use a magazine holder and place it in any corner of the bathroom cabinet without worrying about how much space it will take up.

Organize your hair products, curling irons, and other little items you cant keep track of. Magazine holders are really cheap and quite easy to come by, so you shouldnt have any trouble accessing them!

17. Pocket Organizer

This organizer is see-through making it easier to see exactly what you own! Always important when you want to choose Windex and not Lysol from a disorganized cabinet. If you cant buy a pocket organizer, cut a shoe organizer in half.

You can use adhesive, or thumbtacks to attach the organizer to the cabinet door. Make sure the pockets are sturdy and dont easily tear under the weight of each item.

18. Lazy Susan Hack

Are your band-aids and cotton swabs in disarray? Use this lazy susan hack to reorganize your medical items. Now your vaseline, ointment, heat patches, and cotton swabs will have a home instead of staying messed all over the house, and under the couch.

College kids can definitely relate. Check out One Crazy House to find the exact steps of this Lazy Susan hack. Youll need very few materials including 2 round pans of the same size, and marbles.

19. Clothes Hanger With a Clip

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If you already use clips to hang things on your cabinet wall, take it a step further! Use a hanger! You can hang little bags, towels and other little things that guests need when they visit. Youll definitely impress all your guests with this neat little hack.

Using a few inexpensive products, and tips you can turn your disorganized bathroom cabinet to a neat masterpiece that would bring Martha Stewart tears of joy. Happy under bathroom sink organization!

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cool scify dream recap w brief threat of rape

idk how age??? worked??? Idk how old i was meant to be, i think 21 cuz i was alone/watching over what was suppose to be kt i/we kept refering to one man as papa but idk if that meant father or grandfather. The other man in this dream, i have NO idea how old he was. he looked like hopper tbh but darker skinned.. ANYWAYS It starts with me being really angry and storming up the road to this other home and being like ITS YOUR FAULT EVERYTHING IS YOUR FAULT FIRST PAPA NOW WHERE IS SHE? and the guy im basically pounding my fists on the chest of is like WHOA BACK OFF. This AGAIN? and then the woman he was living with (i dont think wife based on later events unless he really is just a huge scumbag) was like jfc shes down at the abandon house with my daughter if you just LOOKED I screamed I DID LOOK! storming down to this place i hear sirens of a FLOATING CAR storm past the street for a fire and the girls came screaming out of the house (they were like 10 not 16???) and i yelled at kt and told her to go home while she ran off and i was grumbling my way back home another neighbor, who somehow i knew was friends while asshole and my papa, told me he was surprised i didnt figure out papas car yet I said what? i'd been through papas car looking for proof several times. he shook his head saying "look, i believe you but thats now what i meant. play with the hatch." i dismissed it but later that night i went out to where that abandon how was and out front was this rusted, beaten down floating car (but it had wheels? older model?) and i climbed inside it, I looked around at some of the stuff. Pictures of some pilots with my papa and the two other men, with 2 more, some old money, ect ect and i reached behind me, opened an area and pulled on a thing that i thought irl would be for a trunk??? but the whole seat i was in popped and made several noises, i quickly pulled my arm back into me as the whole seat transformed into a 1 man, round.... hover orb????? thing??? that had an operating system similar to siri i was in shock that i never knew about this. i started looking through THIS hovers compartments for nothing. no notes. just more money. I remember groaning and going "papa why couldnt you leave me something useful?!" and the system asked me where i wanted to go. i told it to the assholes house (by name cant remember his name) but to stay high and out of sight. but they were all there. so i asked the siri system if it knew if he owned any other spaces. it came back with an office room at a place closer to downtown. I said lets go there

Now the city was fucking CRAZY??? we were was similar to my old homes little area but the CITY was hover cars and these TALL ASS glass buildings and you could see a port in the distanct with arching???? cranes???? his fucking office room was super high up. and i was like... uh.... just stay hidden here the best you can.... the orb opened a little rectengle in the front for me to step onto the seat and climb out of, i opened the red window and climbed onto this guys desk. The first thing i did was hop down and look for the door... which was... a panel on the floor? that was some kind of elevator that i deemed normal in this dream. I'd have to be careful and find another way out if someone tried to come in. i started by peeking around and couldnt really find any other spaces. a bathroom. a door i couldnt open. so i settled at the desk. normal stuff. what looked like a scyfi computer, a phone. drawers... so i start digging. i find pictures of my papas old flight crew with ofc his face cut or burnt or scratched out. and i find this weird flippy compartment on the side of the desk. like... think how those trashcans do the flippy thing, but its made to look flat until you touch it and i find MAJOR MONEY in there! but i got frustrated cuz none of this means he DID anything. when i hear the crancking ofthe elevator. i look and i cant see siri orb to jump back into so i just. perch myself on my hands and feet on the panel as it lifts up, he doesn't send it back down so i planned on jumping in it and going but he freezes with his hand above the phone and turns around and im just froze there like a fucking cat burgler suddenly the elevator panel drops and i slam to the floor (idar him dismissing it!) and he grabs me and slams me on the floor beside the couch beside the desk and under him "I could kill you! I could rape and THEN KILL YOU! NO one would know! no one knows of this place! How did you-!" and i'm screaming back "I don't care I DONT CARE WHAT DID YOU DO TO MY PAPA" when he stops and hears his phone ringing "I know better. you're staying here." he gets up and shoves open the door i couldnt open and gets ready to call the elevator, making it so it cant be used without someone coming in first "youre gonna stay here" "STAY HERE? YOU CANT KEEP ME HERE theyll wonder!" he laughed "Watch me. theyll think you took off in precious papas flight hover. Nice find, btw" and he leaves!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! i look around the bathroom more. find a tub in the same flippity trashcan mechanic. the open door is some kind of bedroom. but i noticed the sun coming up so i climbed back up onto the desk and pushed open the window "uh.... can you... get me?" and it comes out of some cloaking mechanic??? so i hop back into my orb, close the window and take off for home, hiding it back in the beat up car.

the next day i make it a point to cross paths with him, my chest puffed out, "oh nice to see you today. and lovely office by the way is that where you take your hookers?" and hes surprised for like .2 seconds that i got out but brushes it off

this is where my memory gets fuzzy about the dream but i know the last part its night so i hop back into siri orb and take off for the office to look more. i think i went there 1 other time and found him waiting for me so i didnt get to find much

i get there, tell siri to stay hidden and sneak by the windows so we can see whats going on, the windows are open this time! and he tosses something that bounces off my glass and lands just on the edge of the window "nice to see you again, got you something" I'm furious but i dont say anything or tell siri to uncloak. i see that its somekinda red pendent when siri reads aloud to me about some kinda checmical being dangerously high, fire is iminit. i panic, i uncloak while calling for police/fire crew and open the hatch, closing his windows and hes just SMIRKING AT ME i'm panicking and i point to the little flame decal on his window, which looking back on it he had to have put them there on purpose. he nods and just keeps this look like "youre worried about me" and im just panicking because.... i didn't know why and as i started questioning myself, i dismiss it and tell myself the police will be there all morning. "siri, wheres downtown?" she gives me directions, and turns, and i see the port as the sun is rising. I told her to go that way and i woke up