#i have entered college

[nokkayy]

do not let this man on country roads

[kozumelts]

the first time kirishima comes over, he leaves you with a splatter of deep, dark hickeys all over your neck. you'd been seeing each other for several months at that point, and he'd been eager–maybe overly so, feverishly pressing kisses against your skin, teeth catching on your nape.

you don't notice the marks until the next morning, when you're brushing your teeth in the communal dorm bathrooms. at that point, you're bleary-eyed and late for class, and the thought of layering concealer on seems like far too much effort.

so you throw on a scarf, weather be damned, and run to class.

when you finally make it to the lecture hall, kirishima looks almost shy, though his expression soon morphs into one of concern. "are you feeling alright?" he asks, watching you as you set down your things beside him. his eyes soften when you meet his gaze–then he's blushing, warmth dusting across his cheeks. "i mean, i just thought–you look really great, but, uh–isn't it a bit warm out for a scarf?"

you tug on your scarf, loosening the fabric. it falls away to drape across your collarbone.

kirishima leans over, glimpsing down at your neck. his eyes are wide when he looks back up, "was that–"

"yes, ei," you mutter, feeling the heat creep up behind your scarf. you tighten it and set your focus back to your notes. "last night."

he reddens even further–a feat you didn't think was possible. "oh," he says quietly.

just then, your professor storms in, rambling on about campus transportation and the lack of pedestrian etiquette in the vicinity. the two of you enter a bashful silence as the lecture begins, elbows rubbing together as you scribble down your notes.

it's only at the end of class–as you're packing up your belongings–that kirishima finally speaks, his hand warm against your upper arm.

"you look good like that," he whispers, the confession tumbling into the air. his eyes are lidded, intense–heated in the way they'd been the night before. "like–like you're mine."

you feel yourself grow warm, shifting under his gaze. the hall has emptied by now, leaving the two of you alone; unwatched. "we can do it again," you tell him.

his grip tightens.

"please," he breathes.

(he ends up back in your room for the second time that week.)

[lilmeowmrow]

quick comic redraw of *the* tkm scene

[iris-drawing-stuff]

Happy Pride Month everyone!

Lets all ponder the gay ass apple with Kazui.

[taonpest]

Opening my slideshow in front of the exam board, crying: *sniff* this is all I got

[a-loose-collection-of-ants]

I basically don't have the energy for a full drawing so here's a The Family™ sketch collection

[sirbird]

I’m just messing with color schemes at this point 🧍‍♂️

[canon-toaster]

Audrey Klein and Leonard college AU because i love them and i wanted to draw different interactions between them

bonus colored Audrey below

[welcometogrouchland]

Stephanie Brown and Dick Grayson: I Am Going To Be A Good Parent To Pass On The Good Parts Of My Tumultuous Childhood/Give Someone Else What I Didn't Have Growing Up

Vs

Damian Wayne and Cassandra Cain: You Could Not Pay Me To Be A Parent For Fear I Would Continue The Cycle Of Violence

[antiyourwokehomophobia2]

Traveling out of state to go visit my (now ex) gf and coming home with covid is such a double whammy.

[tea-and-secrets]

my secret is that i don't think i have a future. i'm turning 18 in a month, maybe by the time you post this ask i will already be 18 for a while, but well, im not there yet. i just finished high school kicking and screaming, literally thought i wouldn't survive it to the point i was considering ending it all several times, but i finished it. now what? now i know i have to go to uni but i also know i won't be able to make it through. i barely scraped by with high school and now my mental health is at an all time low (thought 2021 was my worst year but life is full of surprises) and if college is harder than high school like people say it is, then i'm just royally fucked. it does not help that i don't know who i want to be in life. i'm bilingual and have language skills, but if i study for a translator job then it's just like-- who even needs it? i live in russia. my country is in shambles and so is its economy and relationship with other countries. russia does not need a fucking translator because everybody hates it and for good reason. i can't imagine any future for myself here. when i was a kid it all seemed so clear to me, i would grow up and live with my best friend and be happy and have a job i love. now whenever i think of being grown up my mind just comes up blank. my best friend has probably forgotten that we ever wanted to live together, or they just left the idea behind because it was so childish and unrealistic. i feel like i've been drifting away from them as well as my entire friend group for the past 2 years. i'm autistic, so i just don't see the world the same way they do. i used to love being aroace before i realized it's distancing me from my friends, because now they all have partners or they're yearning for partners or talking about all the sex they've had and i just have nothing to add to the conversation. i don't smoke or drink, so i guess now i'm just not as interesting to hang out with as when we were all 15 and sober. so yeah. i guess i just dont know what im going to do or what's going to happen to me. i've spent the last few years feeling more and more isolated and sinking into depression. if i get into college, i don't know what it's going to do to me, but it makes me fear for my life. if i don't get into it, then i dont know what im going to do at all. maybe my real secret is that i was put on this earth to draw gay people and not like, have a life and relationships. oh well.

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[maureen-corpse]

Some days I like to enter a fantasy world where I look at different rewards credit cards and I think about how I will be so cool and slick using This one to buy gas and This one to buy little treats to maximize the rewards I get. Anyway I imagine this and then I think oh god i do not want to keep track of this at all actually.

So it turns out I hit upon the perfect credit card combination for me which is one with a flat rewards rate and one with rotating quarterly reward categories that I still can barely remember and I don't carry a balance and every time I cash out rewards I still get to feel a little smug. You thought you'd get me to pay you interest. You thought you were gonna get me. You're not getting me. I'm getting you. My credit score is so high

[tandytoaster]

The lil 14 year old trans boy at my work said I was his favourite

[tetedurfarm]

having a snack on their shiny new floor ✨

[okayto]

Buddy. You had to send this question from the page that contains the search bar for the library catalog.

Message to library sent from ask-a-question form: My assignment is to read "This is an Article Title" by Name McNamerson. Please advise how to find that.

Reply: Hello Masters Student, I searched McNamerson AND this is an article title in the library catalog, which brings up three top results all with that title and author but different years. If you're unsure which of these is what your assignment needs, please check with your professor.

[bumblingbabooshka]

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