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causenessus · 3 months ago

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my lovliness hello hello!! good morning afternoon or evening!! i hope you’ve eaten so make sure you eat and drink water!! AND LMK HOW THOSE TACO JARS WENT IF YOUVE TRIED IT YET <33333333333333333333for some reason i’m deciding to STAY ANONYMOUS!! (ness knows my account now)(to whoever is reading this we texted for like a good hour and it was the best hour of my life)(and for the record we yap A LOT BUT I LOVE IT) OR IF YOU DONT WANT ME TO THATS OK! i just feel like being called mango ANON and not being ANON is trippy but you can call me by my name if you’d like or mango anon is okay too!! either is okay whatever you want ness ill do for you whatever you need ILL BEND OVER BACKWARDS FOR YOU!! and today i had my moms pho which is really good then i went on a walk with my friend(half walk half bus) and got some ice cream !! cinnamon because i thought of you and your cinnamon almond butter <33333

your job honestly sounds so fun like YOU GET TO ACTUALLY BUILD THE FRAMES?? like it’s so mundane for me because i’m here folding clothes constantly like the only thing i do is FOLD CLOTHES AND PICK UP CLOTHES OFF THE GROUND(also i’m not saying your job sounds easy but i would love the change of pace because im so so sick of clothing retail!!!)(i wanna build frames with ness!!!) i’m sorry work wasn’t that good but i’m glad it went by fast! personally i like opening more then closing because closing is when disaster strikes! when i open i can at least leave before it gets super super busy but when i close i swear surviving the shift is an optional choice at that point! ALSO THE OLD MAN SAYING LOCKED IN?? you know his grandchildren got him on that slang but that’s so funny LOL i hope he was chill and i’m glad he was nice to you and he understood! i totally get being so locked in you get literal tunnel vision and your only focus is doing whatever task you have because when im like organizing the clothes by like their type???(short sleeve, long sleeve, sweater???) i get LOCKED IN LIKE MY FOCUS IS ON POINT! like i just need these clothes on hangers asap at that point!

ALSO PLS DROPPING YOUR CONTAINER IN A SILENT LIBRARY?? if i was there with you i would’ve intentionally coughed really loudly as a distraction(we can take the L moments together)

AND LITERALLY LIKE??? you’re telling me this women silently cleared out her office somehow without anyone seeing like?? she probably was giggling on the way to her car and sat in the drivers seat, whipped out her phone and typed a goodbye message and drove away with a smile like I KNOW DAMN WELL THATS WHAT SHE DID BECAUSE SHE DIDNT EVEN GIVE US A NOTICE?? like the last store manager we had gave us a months notice right BUT NO THIS ONE JUST LEFT?? like she did not care whatsoever and that’s so funny, i kinda miss her but she was also not my favourite!! but she was tolerable and i hope the next store manager isn’t mean or strict(but i might leave before she gets replaced so i don’t know!)

OMG i haven’t read binary stars yet because i’ve been so busy with work but ik I’ll like it so don’t worry! plus it’s your first ever smau so don’t even worry i’m sure it’s not as bad as you think <33333333333 and i swear i think the oikawa smau curse is real because i remember eggy talking about syrup and oikawa and ITS SO FUNNY like i can definitely see why it’s kind of hard to write him??? because to me he seems more like bestie unserious character LOL but cold kisses was so so so good i can’t stop talking about i will never stop talking about it LOVE NOTES TOO AND AHHH NEW GROUNDS NEW GROUNDS WAS SO AHHH (i just love all your writing) and also im sure the person meant it in a lighthearted way so don’t worry!! AND OMG REGINA GEORGE KIN MAN LIVES THROUGH THAT SMAU?? ALSO IM SORRY FOR BRINGING UP BINARY STARS I DIDNT KNOW YOU FELT THAT WAY </3 but i think it’s good keeping it up so that you and others can see how much your writing has improved! it was definitely a good learning experience and there’s no need to be ashamed of it, think of the pancake theory! the first one is always ugly(NOT CALLING YOUR SMAU UGLY BUT YOU GET WHAT I MEAN RIGHT)but once you get the gang of it, they all become perfect little pancakes <33333333333333333 AND PLEASE LITERALLY ILL SEND YOU MY MANAGERS EMAIL AND WE’LL SPAM HIM WITH LOVE NOTES MASTERLIST URL!! every man should be like suna in my opinion like i think the world would real if men were like suna rintarou

AND YOUR COWORKERS WAGE GOING DOWN??? that’s actually so crazy oh my god and so sketchy like THE CORAL THING I CANT GET OVER TOO LIKE THATS CRAZY??? also i 100% get complaining about your workplace because the little like young adult(no longer teens </3) group has a side gc where we literally talk about our managers SO much and oh my god so(dropping work drama lore) there’s this one coworker i have and im gonna call her jen for this story(so it doesn’t get confusing) and this other coworker and ill call her amira right okay so jen is in college right now for something i don’t know and she was sending some questions to the work group chat for help (okay this gonna be confusing but there’s two group chats! there’s one with the managers and one without the managers, the one without the managers is used for fun basically) and anyways she was asking for help right and i was helping her along with like 3 other of our coworkers right? but for some reason amira got soooooo mad about this she started deleting my messages and my coworkers messages (the ones that was helping jen) and we were like wtf is going on??? and then jen is like “@amira why are you deleting these messages” then amira goes off about how like this gc was for work related stuff and yap yap yap(WHICH IS WEIRD BECAUSE??? ITS THE ONE WITHOUT MANAGERS RIGHT AND THEY’VE TALKED ABOUT RANDOM THINGS BEFORE) anyways it was crazy and jen and her started like going back and forth and it was so messy because amira kept deleting her messages(btw she’s the admin of the gc because seniority or something idk but OMG she’s admin along with this other girl right) so the other admin told amira to chill and yk what amira did?? SHE REMOVED THE OTHER ADMIN FROM THE GC AND IT WAS SO CRAZY!!! and the young adult gc(sorry there’s so many gcs i hope this isn’t confusing) we were ALL FREAKING OUT LIKE WHATS HAPPENING?? and they were GOING AT IT!! and i guess the managers got involved because the next day there was a text sent in the manager gc and the managers were just like “make sure to respect each other yap yap yap” and omg it was actually so so so crazy SUCH A TIME!!

IF WE DID TECH TOGETHER NESS ID FEAR WE’D BE TO POWERFUL!! like we would not need anyone else JUST US!! WE WOULD WIN AWARDS AND DEFINITELY NOT AS MUCH TRAUMA BECAUSE WE WOULDNT GET YELLED AT!! (i remember getting yelled at sooooo many times in my tech days)(good old days!!!) ALSO EYELINER TATTOOS ARE SO SO SO SCARY SO SCARY because it’s so close to your eye and the skin there is more thin and sensitive(?) i think??? but the fact that she has to live with it like it won’t come off IS SO SCARY!! I TOTALLY GET IT TOO LIKE ID BE SCARED </3 i have the same feeling about people with tattooed eyebrows (FOR THE RECORD!! i don’t think tattooed eyebrows are ugly and i think that beauty definitely comes from within and your physical appearance doesn’t matter!! everyone is beautiful but this is just my opinion)(i’m NOT saying it’s ugly im just saying that it definitely catches me off guard sometimes) AND LIKE YOU HAVE TO GET THEM RETOUCHED TOO AND AHHH the idea of having a needle that close to my eye makes me scared like even putting on my contacts scare me sometimes LOL also yes i’m familiar with sections and i do remember you briefly talking about rotations! (BUT DW ABOUT REPEATING STUFF BECAUSE I DEFINITELY DO TOO) IM NOT TOO SURE WHAT THE DIFFERENCE IS THOUGH? and what’s with managers being so MEAN AND WEIRD?? like they expect us to be able to complete and do 20 different things at a time??? we are no octopus!! AND HER SAYING the “have another server for once” IS WHAT?? i officially hate her too now like whoever ness hates i hate because that’s CRAZY behaviour like insane INSANITY!!

ALSO I STILL CANT GET OVER YOU SAVING YOUR DAY FOR ME LIKE FOR ME???? IM SO HHHHHH IM GONNA BECOME SAPPY AGAIN that’s literally the sweetest thing ever ever ever like ness you’re the love of MY LIFE like my life is yours whatever you want is yours WHATEVER YOU NEED JUST SAY THE WORD AND ILL GIVE IT TO YOU!!!

ALSO YOUR SISTERS BF IS SO FUNNY WITH THE BASKET THING HAHAH BUT LITERALLY i hate the concept of having to pay for a bag BUT LIKE IM JUST A WORKER??? LIKE I DONT WANNA LOSE MY JOB OVER A 50 CENT BAG YOU KNOW??? like please take it up to headquarters or something like DONT BE YELLING ABOUT ME OVER A DAMN BAG OF ALL THINGS!! and the area i work there’s like a whole plaza of stores right and EVERY SINGLE STORE HAS BAGS YOU NEED TO PAY FOR!! EVERY SINGLE ONE!! i literally had a customer be like “wow the other stores i go to don’t make me pay for a bag” LIKE OK?? THEN GO THERE! LIKE IDK WHY THEYRE ACTING LIKE I CAN DO SOMETHING ABOUT IT IF THEY COMPLAIN ENOUGH

YES PLS SHIP ME THE ALMOND BUTTER WITH YOU <33333333333333 it’ll be like those videos “shipping myself in a box across the world!! not clickbait” BUT REAL! (i fear that i might’ve believed those sometimes…)(ONLY SOMETIMES) you can ship yourself here as an early birthday gift for me it would be the best gift ever ever ever!!

YES FAIRY TAIL WAS SUCH AN ERA!! such a long anime like idk how i did it tbh like i haven’t even caught up on one piece and i fear i never will… but haikyuu? i will watch haikyuu MULTIPLE TIMES!! AND DW YOU WERENT DRAMATIC BUT I DID GENUINELY FEEL BAD THAT YOU FELT BAD </33333 your reasoning was 100% valid and I APPRECIATE YOUR HONESTY !! you’re such a pure genuine sweet person ever like ever ever i love you so be try much and PLS DM ME WHENEVER !!! i love hearing from you EVEN IF ITS RANDOM SILLY THINGS!! IM GLAD YOU LIKE THE BURNER i wanted to make it all nice and pretty for you <33333333333 ALSO i was looking for profile pictures right and originally it was gonna be one of osamu AND I SAW YOUR PFP!! THE SUNA WITH THE OSAMU ONE!! i was gonna make it my pfp but then i was like omg what if she thinks i’m weird and obsessed with her (i am obsessed with you)(you are the love of my life) BUT I LITERALLY SAW IT AND I WAS LIKE OMG!! NESS!! NESS’ SUNA!!! AND OMG NESS AND MANGO ANON MEETUP?? ROOMMATE SMAU MOMENT??? (i need to stop pressing the caps button like CALM DOWN CALM DOWNNNN)

also side note IM SO SORRY THIS IS SO LATE?? i keep falling asleep like i finished work at 3 right and then i was like i’m gonna take an hour nap…. I WAKE UP AND ITS 7:30??? MANGO ANON THAT IS NOT 1 HOUR???? to be fair i only slept like 2 hours last night it was terrible IDK WHY I COULDNT SLEEP </3 but im hopefully gonna sleep early tonight because school is coming up and i need as much sleep as i can get!

YES NESS i protected you from day 1 like literal guardian angel i will always be your guardian angel THATS SO CRAZY HOW I REMEMBERED THAT THOUGH BECAUSE I WAS LAYING AWAKE RIGHT and i was like HOLD ON!! i had a whole flashback moment then i was like… omg… that was ness like that was ness’ blog??? it had to have been??? AND IT WAS!! i’ll always protect you from any hate(but i don’t get how you can get hate like you’re the sweetest person ever)(whoever sends hate is genuinely like crazy because you’re so so so sweet like so sweet)

RANDOM INTERMISSION TO DRINK WATER! i just drank my whole water because i guess i woke up super super thirsty LOL like im that one tiktok audio that’s like GULP GULP GULP thank you!! you saved me (sorry that’s like a terrible terrible replay of that audio) and omg the heavy body axe deodorant smell like i remember walking down the halls in high school and getting a huge WHIFF OF THAT (terrible terrible times)

ALSO MY NIGHTMARE ABOUT THE MOTHERBOARD LIKE i swear that was the scariest dream i’ve had but only because of the fact that MY DIRECTOR DIDNT YELL AT ME(in my dream… i guess i was subconsciously scared of him so i made a dream where he was nice LMAO) but i was WAITING for him to yell at me like call me a dj with the way i was free balling it (top 3 scariest nightmare i tell you) AND AWWWW i know your ask was yesterday so you saw your children today and id love to hear about it!!(no pressure to answer today because THIS IS SO LATE IM SO SORRY) and tech nightmares need to be like analyzed in a lab or something because im sure if i like sit down and think about it i can think about like the other tech nightmares i’ve had LOL

NEXT TIME YOU GO BACK TO YOUR STAGE MANAGER DUTIES ILL BE THERE IN SPIRIT!! doing my job and STEPPING UP to coparent AND be your sounds person like it’ll be the time of our lives like we’ll literally make the groundbreaking cast ever better

NESS LOL REGRETTING YOUR CRUSHES(or like people you were attracted to) IS SO REAL BECAUSE ME TOO! like i look back on the people i used to like and im like erm….. mango anon what were you thinking…but omg i haven’t read this yet so this is my raw reaction written out NO CUTS NO EDITS!! but AWWWWW the fact that he checked up on you?? that’s actually sweet(mango anon please don’t bite your words) also that’s so cute he stuck by you STOP IT me reading this like it’s a smau rn (IM JOKING LMAOOO)(or am i..) also side note i hope you’re in a better place now and i totally get it because in year 8 and in year 11 i had like terrible terrible burnout where i was skipping school and it was terrible terrible LOL BUT BACK TO YOUR STORY! AND YOU CAN 100% TELL ME IN DMS (only if you want to)(IF ITS BAD MEMORIES PLEASE DONT WORRY ABOUT IT!!)(i don’t wanna bring up something bad like but ill always listen if you do wanna talk about it like there’s never tmi with me !!) and OH MY JAW DROPPED WHEN I READ THE DRUGS PART I i did not expect that like the “i stopped doing drugs for you!” okay wattpad skater boy like and HIM GHOSTING YOU AND GOING BACK INTO DRUGS LIKE???? weirdo weirdo alert okay skater boy im coming for you like THAT SWITCH UP IS CRAZY? going from being all cutesy and loving to him just dipping like okay?? good on you for dipping too because HE DOESNT DESERVE U!! you’re so good for him anyways YOU ALWAYS WERE wherever you are skater boy… i hope ur sneezing rn because im cursing you right now and UGH HIM BACK IN UR TECH CLASS? like i would’ve very cutely thrown the whole sound motherboard at him!! also i hope your adoptive seniors protected you because i would’ve!! AND I WISH I DID DO TECH WITH YOU LIKE GENUINELY </3333 because we are literally peas in a pod like we’d be so powerful and on the same wavelength like we’d be able to communicate through our eyes without saying anything THATS how powerful we’d be AND HIM TALKING TO YOU LIKE NOTHING HAPPENED?? ness give me his name that’s all i ask for …. AND NOT HIM TEXTING YOU?? also you ignoring the red flags is so real like ill turn a blind eye to that because ness can never do anything wrong… wdym ness texted back? no she didn’t? she’s just being a girl!! (ness can do NO wrong) and you feeling bad is so real like i used to be SUCH a people pleaser(i think i still am but not that much) and id literally bend over backwards for some rando it was so bad LOL like i was that kid that would give you homework without even saying anything like “can i see your homework?” “okay sure” like KWIDJWJDJ don’t be like me never never

NESS OH MY GOD I BURSTED OUT LAUGHING LIKE “me: oh.”

NESS PLEASE??? AND I CAN LITERALLY JUST IMAGINE YOU STARING AT YOUR PHONE AS HE KEPT YAPPING AND YAPPING OH MY GOD??? and it totally sounds like bs or like some sort of wattpad plot like “i’m too dangerous for you….. i like you so i’m gonna distant myself and get over my feeling but then come right back to you” and the random gifts?? like i get to him that it may be sweet but like IDK I GET HOW WEIRD IT IS LIKE IT SEEMS WEIRD YEAH AND LIKE it definitely sounded like toxicity mixed with communication and commitment issues so GOOD FOR YOU FOR NOT GOING THROUGH WITH IT!! it probably saved you a lot down the road and YES SUNA IS NOT LIKE THAT AND NEVER WILL BE!! suna would treat you the way he treats lovenotes yn(which is technically you)(i know yn is your name but idk why i always read yn and YN like i’ve never been like “mango anon” instead of yn you know?) you will find your irl sunarin(ME) and he will treat you sweet and lovingly(ME TO YOU!!)and make you cute art and send it to you(ME ME ME!!!)

OMG PURPLE HEART MAN TIME!! OH MY GOD THE CONCUSSION WHAT??? i literally was like omg i wonder if this is cute— CONCUSSION?? no that’s crazy like i need that hex on my manager real quick(IM JOKING!… JOKING…..) and OH MY GOD?? him tripping and hitting his head oh my oh my like THATS CRAZY?? AND THE TOXIC LEAK?? theatre is genuinely the most wild thing ever oh my god the way i gasped is CRAZY like the way it was so bad to the point of someone going BLIND?? WHAT!! and him twisting his ankle oh my god ness something had to have been in the air like that actor was hexed for sure like this is some looney tunes injuries right here i feel so bad (wherever he is i hope he’s getting the best luck ever because WHAT) AND HE WENT TO THE ER??? the way you keep adding things and i’m like WHAT???? WHAT??????? AND THE DIE??? oh my god who hexed that poor man like who was jealous he got the lead THATS SO CRAZY LIKE IM SO SHOCKED?? and the purple heart lore is crazy he deserves it after everything he went through like deepest condolences man i hope he’s okay wherever he is like thank you for your service king

AND DONT SAY SORRY ABOUT A LONG YAP !! EVER !!! AND OMG RIGHT SO SUNDAY RIGHT? i had a 2:45-7:30 and sunday was team building day! basically it’s where the company allows the managers to take out the team to go eat or some event idk but we went bowling and it was so fun! so like the “teen group” that i told you about (though we’re all young adults now so it’s sad like WE ALL GROW UP IN MARSHALLS) and we had our own team and it was the first time i ever went bowling so it was such a fun experience! (i did not win a SINGLE game) like it was all fun no seriousness or competitiveness which felt nice like i literally took a 15 pound ball and placed it on the ground and just pushed it LOL like it was so fun! and the work paid for it all and gave us like pizza and stuff SO IT WAS NICE! like it was basically a free hangout and oh my god TODAY at work i got so emotional because one of my coworkers are leaving right and she’s been like a big sister to me and everything :( i remember her training me from like my first time there and i genuinely have so much love for her but she’s moving and leaving our work so we talked and i CRIED LIKE I CRIED AT WORK and she kept hugging me and comforting me and she was like “throughout my time here you were the sweetest person ever like i’m gonna miss you, this workplace is my second home and i know it won’t be the same ever it’s so bittersweet” and like so much so i couldn’t hold back like i just started crying so hard BECAUSE IM EMOTIONAL and like it’s literally my sign to leave too because 2 of the people in my little teen group are also leaving and i know 3 more are planning to leave before the year ends so it’s definitely my time to leave too which ITS SO BITTERSWEET BUT I HAVE TO START THINKING ABOUT ME TOO </3

BUT ofc I’ll update you! IM SORRY THIS WAS LATE AND I HOPE IT WASNT TOO LONG!! also the guy that was yapping while i was working(the one i told you about through dms) he was literally talking about the us politics and im like sir we are not in the us and like in the most respectful way possible IDK WHAT YOURE TALKING ABOUT?? IDK THESE WORDS!! but anyways he was nice overall just A YAPPER anyways I HOPE YOUVE EATEN AND TAKEN CARE OF YOURSELF <33333333 drink tons of water and treat yourself well !! i will send you my bank account information so treat yourself to a sweet treat because you deserve it! I LOVE YOU VERY MUCH SO TAKE CARE OF YOURSELF !! THE MANGO ANON ERA WILL NOT BE OVER SAV SO DONT WORRY! the burner account is just for cute little “i miss you” and “i love you”s and for little stuff like that! or when i’m like super busy and don’t wanna flood her inbox so ill send a little “i’m sorry i’m working but im alive and thinking about you!!” BUT UNTIL NEXT TIME !! I LOVE LOVE LOVE YOU NESS TAKE CARE OF YOURSELF MWUAH MWUAH MWUAH !! xoxoxoxoxo

MANGO ANONNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNN I'VE MISSED YOU SO MUCH THIS IS WHAT NOT TALKING TO YOU IN INBOX DOES TO ME FOR ONE DAY 😔😔😔😔😔😔 I LOVE DMING YOU BUT I THINK I JUST LOVE THESE ASKS SM! (but ofc as long as i get to talk to you i'm good <3) I HAVE EATEN ALL MY TACO JARS BY THE TIME I AM ANSWERING THIS 😭😭😭 BUT THEY'RE PRETTY GOOD!! i added rice to the last one today and it made it like 10000x better so i will def be making these again 😌 THANK YOU FOR INSPIRING AND MOTIVATING ME TO COOK!!! I HOPE YOU ATE AND ARE DRINKING PLENTY OF WATER <3 AND MAYBE HAVE HAD A SILLY TREAT TODAY!! (sending you all the mango sticky rice in the world rn!!!!) MANGO ANON I WILL LOVE YOU NO MATTER WHAT FORM YOU TAKE (that sound so weird 😭 I JUST MEAN LIKE!! DMS!! ASKS!! ANON!! OFF ANON!!! I DO NOT MIND ANY OF THEM AS LONG AS I HAVE YOU!! <3333 if you don't want ur account shared you're totally good staying anon!! whatever you want to do my love <3) I'M SO GLAD YOUR MOM'S PHO WAS GOOD AND AAA THE CINNAMON ICE CREAM SOUNDS SO GOOD <3

i love cinnamon!!! i used to use SO SO MUCH like everyday and i'm def over that phase now but i still LOVE cinnamon <333 AND THANK YOU FOR REMINDING ME ABOUT PHO AGAIN!! it's still lowkey so hot here but i think it's slowly starting to cool down!! and once it does, I'M GOING TO GO GET PHO!! or maybe hot pot <3 omg i hate the states but actually where i live there's a super good hot pot mango anon!! i want to take you there and pay for your food and just give you everything in the world here's a kiss mwah <3

AND AAA YES LIKE IT'S STRESSFUL?? i always get scared bc i'm like...handling people's art and everything yk...and don't want to mess it up BUT IT DEFINITELY IS FUN!! i tried to work at a clothing retail place before i applied for this job!!! but they didn't want me 😔 AND YEAH IDK OPENING AND CLOSING BOTH HAVE THEIR PROS i think i'm very used to being a closer bc it's what i was all throughout high school since they were the only shifts i worked!! and i opened a lot over the summer at this framer job and i definitely liked how i got to like be productive and work but then got to go out and also enjoy my day!! but for me like all the customers come in and order stuff in the day so i actually definitely prefer closing at this framing job bc no one's gonna come in at 6pm asking to get the stick they found on the ground framed yk <3 (i love it besides when i have to sweep the entire floor!! that makes me want to 🙂🔫) AND YES I THINK THE OLD MAN WAS CHILL!! tbh i don't remember what he needed anymore LMAO I TRIED SO HARD TO REMEMBER JUST NOW BUT IT'S NOT COMING TO ME </3

AND AA YES I TOTALLY GET THE TUNNEL VISION and ig maybe it's a good thing i don't work at a clothing place!! bc tbh i am NOT a good folder and everytime i try to hang clothes on hangers they just fall off!!! so honestly it's super admirable that you're able to do all that bc i can't 😭😭 also i think i'd be offput by touching clothes sometimes or like certain fabrics bc i'm a very big sensory person and a little germaphobic (SAKUSA KIYOOMI WHERE ARE YOU!!!!!) </3 I HOPE THAT'S OKAY TO SAY!! IT JUST MAKES ME APPRECIAT THE WORKERS WHO DO THAT ALL THE MORE BC I COULD NEVER YOU'RE SO SO COOL!!

thank you for taking l moments with me mango anon </33 you are truly my guardian angel!!! i love u here's another kiss mwah <3

AAA I HOPE YOUR NEXT STORE MANAGER IS BETTER TOO!! OR THAT YOU'RE ABLE TO LEAVE (and find a better job??) if you decide to do that as well!! and FRFR 😭😭 what was going through your ex store manager's head?? like "oh let me just not tell anyone i'm quitting!! bye 🤠"

AHHHH THE PANCAKE THEORY YOU ARE SO SO RIGHT AND SWEET <3 I GET WHAT YOU MEAN AND DON'T WORRY AT ALL!! OFC IT'S OKAY TO BRING UP BINARY STARS <3 just know i'm not proud of it yk 😭😭😭 but aa yes i think it just has to do with how much of a character he is if that makes sense!! like even furudate's been like "i HATE drawing oikawa bc he's just so pretty so he takes so much time to draw!!" so in the same way yk like that's why he's a side character bc furudate would've died if he had to draw oikawa more </3 like oikawa's sort of just built to be a side character in a way?? (AT LEAST FOR SMUAS IDK) which is OKAY!! like i am with him!! but he just has so much personality i guess??? that he does well/better as a side character than the main character (i care SO much about oikawa i think mitch is the only one i've explained this to but i kin him a lot and he deserves so so much love like he does not ever deserve to be second place to everyone and yap yap yap you can see how much he means to me so like it pains me to even talk about him this way because he deserves all the love in the world but it's also just who he is and that's okay!! i am with him and i love him all the more for being a side character <3 as you can tell oikawa is a very special character to me <3) AND YOU ARE SO RIGHT!!! every irl man should be like suna rintarou 😔 the world would be a better place if men could be like him!!!

THE CRAZY WORK LORE STORY??? WHAT WAS AMIRA ON 😭 and why was she deleting YOUR messages of all people?? like u were helping jen right??? and even then like especially if this is the silly gc or whatever!! no matter what!! she did not explain her actions at all so that's crazy!! and then they kept fighting THE WAY MY JAW DROPPED WHEN YOU TALKED ABOUT THE OTHER ADMIN LIKE GETTING KICKED OUT and your managers sending the text about being respectful the day after 😭😭😭 they were NOT slick with that like...u all knew why they texted that LMAO

MANGO ANON....my tech director asked me to come to the school today bc they were meeting with the other director today...and omg i just can't believe this is all starting soon....i'm so stressed I NEED U HERE MANGO ANON 😭😭😭 YOU WILL BE MY SHOULDER TO CRY ON (WHICH IS GOING TO BE LIKE EVERYDAY) /HJ i'm just so so scared AND TELL ME WHY I WALKED IN AND THIS KID (ummm don't know if i've messaged him before he's like a weird one and he's got a big superiority complex and thinks he knows everything and is weirdly attached to me, took a video where he zoomed in on my senior picture...etc...) HAD LITERALLY PUT HIMSELF IN A FLY SYSTEM HE MADE. LIKE WE ARE NOT ALLOWED TO HAVE FLY SYSTEMS. BUT BRO WAS IN A HARNESS LITERALLY LOWERING HIMSELF DOWN FROM THE CATWALKS. AND SOME BOY AT THE BOTTOM WAS HIS COUNTERWEIGHT. THAT IS NOT???????"???? oh my god i don't want to talk about it I AM SO TIRED 😭 yes i missed theatre but!!!! omg i did not miss the stress now that it's fr all starting up now!! but i will think about you being here in spirit with me and that will give me the strength to keep going 😌

AND YES IK LIKE THE SCARY NEEDLE SO CLOSE TO YOUR EYES??? I COULD NEVER!! my mom has tattooed eyebrows and fake eyelashes so 😃😃😃 idk i think it might be like an asian mom thing bc (i'm mixed) my mom's always like "ugh!! you should be so glad u got ur father's long luxurious beautiful eyelashes bc i have NONE" and yap yap yap and idk it's super weird!! she just got the fake eyelashes in april and i'm still not used to them and i lowkey don't like them.....................

(i don't want to talk about it)

SORRY I HOPE THIS ASK DOESN'T SOUND SUPER???? DOWN OR ANYTHING IDK i think i'm just tired and i feel like i have a lot going on rn (NOT TO START VENTING OR ANYTHING BUT JUST TO PROVIDE LIKE CONTEXT) so i'm so sorry if anything in this ask sounds off or out of place </33 things are just spilling out of my brain aaa i'm sorry!!!

AND THANK YOU FOR SUPPORTING MY HATE FOR MY RESTAURAUNT MANAGER BC SHE IS SO MEAN 😔😔😔 ONCE AGAIN SHE MADE ME RUN OUT OF THE PLACE AND CRY ON THE SIDE OF A RESTAURAUNT ACROSS THE ROAD ONCE </33 and you are so right!!!! we are no octopuses or machines 😔😔 we are just girls!! trying to live our silly little lives and make a little money to fund our silly little activities <33 🌸

AND AA YES I DO SAVE ALL OF MY DAYS FOR YOU!! I LOVE YOU SO MUCH MANGO ANON <3 I LOVE TALKING TO YOU I FEEL SO HAPPY AND COMFORTABLE TALKING TO YOU SO I LOVE TO HEAR YOUR REACTIONS AND ABOUT YOUR OWN DAYS! (to completely contrast my little apology for feeling like some of my paragraphs/sentences here sound a little down, talking to you genuinely makes me feel so much happier and better so thank you so much for the literal effect you have on me <3 i love you mango anon!!!)

YOU'RE SO REAL FOR THE BAG THING!! like all the stores here do it and idk i guess i just an genuinely not wrap my head around these karen-esque people??? like please?? it's a law being enforced by governments??? what am i, a silly little employee, supposed to do about the 50 cents ur paying for a bag!!! and so what if another store isn't making you pay for the bag!! like u said, THEN GO THERE INSTEAD!!

MANGO ANON. NO PRESSURE BUT UM MAYBE YOU SHOULD UM 👉👈👉👈 TOTALLY MATCH PFPS WITH ME!! PLEASE BE THE OSAMU TO MY SUNA!! I WOULD CRY HAPPY TEARS!!! MANGO ANON I LOVE YOU SO MUCH YOU COULD NEVER DO ANYTHING TO MAKE ME WEIRD OR ANYTHING LIKE THAT IN THE SLIGHTEST!!!!!! PLEASE DO WHATEVER YOU WANT AND I WILL DEFINITELY DM YOU ALL THE TIME IF THAT'S OKAY <33 I THINK YOU'RE THE SWEETEST!! AND LIKE IF I WASN'T PLANNING TO ANSWER THIS ASK TODAY I DEFINITELY WOULD'VE TOLD YOU ABOUT THE KID WITH THE FLY SYSTEM TODAY IN DMS 😭😭😭

AND AA DON'T APOLOGIZE FOR THIS BEING LATE AT ALL!! I'M SORRY YOUR SLEEP WAS SO BAD :(( 2 HOURS IS NOT ENOUGH!! I HOPE YOU'VE BEEN SLEEPING BETTER SINCE THEN THESE PAST FEW DAYS </33

GULP GULP GULP YOU SAVED ME 😭😭😭 THE WAY I'M CRYING LOWKEY I LOVE TIKTOK AUDIOS SO MUCH FOR HOW BRAINROTTED THEY ARE 😭😭😭😭 BUT AA YES INTERMISSION FOR YOU TOO AS YOU'RE READING THIS!! MAKE SURE TO DRINK MORE WATER NOW!!! <3 (you're the sweetest ever <3)(here's your third kiss of the ask!)(mwah <3)

CALL YOU A DJ WITH THE WAY YOU WERE FREEBALLING IT LMFAOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO 😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭 THAT IS SO SO FUNNY MANGO ANON i love how we all collective had such traumatizing directors though!!! (😃) i remember i had a lights kid who our director had made cry once because he was so rude when like- okay let me just give u the full run down

the senior who taught me lights graduated so i'm left in charge, right? so it's the first play of the year after she's graduated, i don't have a great hold on lights yet because i've only ever done ONE show with lights so far, but i'm in charge. it's light focusing day (i literally had to call a friend to stay after school with me and hang all our lights because we hadn't had enough time to do it during like a tech class before this focusing day). WELL we're doing it all in the dark, all the lights are crazy old and IMPOSSIBLE to turn left and right, PLUS half our lights were light on the batons (hoping u know what this is bc i do not have it in my to explain rn i'm so sorry) BUT ANYWAY SO LIKE WE'RE ALL STRETCHED ACROSS A BAR IN THE DARK FIGHTING FOR OUR LIFE TRYING TO FOCUS THESE LIGHTS and this last kid could NOT get his light to move left-right and the director's yelling at him and is upset that he can't do it and i'm like "mr. director do u want me to try" bc no one else can do it and i'm in charge or whatever and he's like "ugh ig 🙄" and eventually i get it focused and everything and then we take a break for lunch and that kid started crying bc he was under so much pressure and stress and was trying his best!! and like it wasn't his fault fr </3 BUT ANYWAY WHERE I'M GOING WITH THIS IS LIKE THAT MEMORY WAS SO TRAUMATIZING THAT KID HAD NIGHTMARES OF NOT BEING ABLE TO GET LIGHTS MOVING AGAIN BUT THEN HE'D JUST DROP THE INSTRUMENT ON OUR DIRECTOR 😭😭 (and this isn't a first time occurrence. i knew another friend who also like had a whole dream where he had prepared how he was gonna talk back to our tech director for all the things he had said to him 😭 we love toxic environments!!!! xxx)

AND I CAN TOTALLY TELL YOU ABOUT LIKE WHAT MADE ME LEAVE SCHOOL AND EVERYTHING!!! we will save that for the dms if u want 😌 bc it is a little deep BUT IT'S SO FUNNY TO EXPLAIN LMAOO SORRY i def cope with humor BUT I LOVED READING YOUR LIVE REACTIONS 😭😭 and thank you for your kind words <33 i hope you're also doing better now!! and i'm always here to listen to you whenever and wherever!!! i wish u could've thrown a soundboard at him!!! he totally would deserve it </3 I WISH WE HAD DONE TECH TOGETHER TOO!!!

I SLAPPED MY HAND OVER MY MOUTH AT THE WATTPAD DIALOGUE OMG 😭😭😭 BUT YOU'RE 100% ACCURATE THAT'S LITERALLY WHAT IT WAS LIKE I'M CRYING 😭😭😭

I LOVE YOU SO MUCH MANGO ANON <33 YOU ARE LITERALLY MY IRL SUNARIN!!! WE NEED TO MEETUP NOW!!!! /SRS /SRS /SRS !!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! and i totally get it like i NEVER read yn as my own name sometimes i do and then i go "ewwww never again" like i read yn as "yuh na" IDK HOW TO EXPLAIN IT like i think my brain has shortened "your name" so it's just like an abbreviation????? IDK HOW TO EXPLAIN IT BUT I GET IT LMAO 😭😭😭

LMAO PLEASE MANGO ANON IK I WAS THE ONE WHO TALKED ABOUT THE PURPLE HEART MAN FIRST BUT YOU REPEATING BACK THE ENTIRE STORY TO ME REALLY MADE ME GO "oh man that really is a lot." LIKE YEAH THAT SHOW WAS DEFINITELY HEXED OR SOMETHING 😭😭 i remember breaking a bracelet for that show </33 i was on run and props and i had to bring out like a balcony railing and then it snapped the bracelet </33 and then i just ran off bc like what am i gonna do?? fall to my knees and start picking up the beads?? NO I HAVE NEVER SEEN THAT BRACELET IN MY LIFE!! IT WASN'T ME!!

AND AA OH NO :((( I STARTED OUT READING YOUR PARAGRAPH ABOUT THE TEAM BUILDING DAY LIKE :DDD yay bowling!! yay free hangout!! pizza!!! it was all fun!! no competition!!! and then you started talking about your coworker that was leaving and i went :((( like i switched tabs back to where i'm writing all this and my face was literally ☹☹☹☹ BUT your coworker was right!! i know you're literally the sweetest ever!!! and i'm so sad she's leaving but it's so sweet how long you guys have been together and how she trained you and everything!! and ik we already talked a little bit about what you may decide to do for work and once again i will support you no matter what!!

UNTIL NEXT TIME MANGO ANON!!! I LOVE YOU SO MUCH I'M SO HAPPY I GOT TO REPLY TO YOU TODAY!! I HOPE THAT YOU ARE DOING WELL!! AND EAT GOOD FOOD AND DRINK LOTS OF WATER!! I'M ACTUALLY SENDING YOU MY BANK ACCOUNT INFORMATION SO THAT YOU CAN BUY YOURSELF SOMETHING!!! <33333 I LOVE YOU SO SO MUCH MWAH MWAH MWAH XOXOOXOXO <3333!!!!!!!!!!

#answers <3 #mango anon <3

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scribbleboxfox · 3 years ago

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I'm very sorry if this is a sensitive subject, but I am curious. I feel like you've started reblogging a lot of abortion content lately. Is that from some new laws arising in your area? (Sorry if this question seems awful or might even get you in trouble - I'm a foreigner and feel like maybe I missed something?)

No need to apologize, friend! It's not a sensitive topic at all, and I'm happy to try to answer your question as best I can!

Idk how much you hear about US politics where you live, but a few days ago someone leaked a draft opinion of the Supreme Court of the United States (SCOTUS) that suggests they'll rule in favor of a Mississippi law (Dobbs v. Jackson Women’s Health Organization) that would overturn Roe vs. Wade.

Roe vs. Wade "was a landmark decision of the U.S. Supreme Court in which the Court ruled that the Constitution of the United States protects a pregnant woman's liberty to choose to have an abortion without excessive government restriction."

Long story short, if the SCOTUS rules in favor of the state of Mississippi in the Dobbs v. Jackson Women's Health Organization case, it'll make it so states can determine their own individual abortion rights.

Or as Politico put it:

"The immediate impact of the ruling as drafted in February would be to end a half-century guarantee of federal constitutional protection of abortion rights and allow each state to decide whether to restrict or ban abortion."

"The overturning of Roe would almost immediately lead to stricter limits on abortion access in large swaths of the South and Midwest, with about half of the states set to immediately impose broad abortion bans. Any state could still legally allow the procedure."

Thankfully this draft isn't official or finalized, and won't be until it's published (assuming it is.) But it's pissed a lot of people off (understandably so,) which is why you've probably seen an uptick in pro-abortion-related content on your dashboard from American bloggers like myself.

Hope that answers your question! :D

#abortion #reproductive rights #also worth mentioning that they dont know who leaked the document but have confirmed that it IS legit #all the info on that is in the politico report i linked #whoever leaked it is a goddamn hero imo #i hope we never learn their name and they stay anonymous so they dont get caught

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theyanderespecialist · 3 years ago

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Escaping? (Scenario) Nightwing Aka Dick Grayson X Reader (DC) (Yandere)

[Hello My Sexy Readers, I am here with the part two chapter today which is the full done request of this from tumblr. Anonymous asked:

Can you do a Yandere Nightwing when his s/o tries to escape?

I was going to do it in the last chapter but stuff happens. Today I am going to updating both already updated the one before this, so look for it, it is Nightwing Base Headcanons and Now it is time for this chapter I hope you all enjoy this update!]

(Nightwing) (Caught By A "Hero")

(Dick's POV)

I woke up groggily I should have known. My sweet (Name) was being to good tonight. But to find a drug that I could not smell or taste. My little Robin had been so bad. She knew I was just showing her how good we could be together that I could make her happy. And yet she is still fighting me. She was so stubborn. I might have to trim her wings so she does not fly away again after this.

I get up. Good thing she gave me a lesser dose. She must not have factor in my tolerance to them. Not that she knew about that. I get into my suit and put on my mask running out into the night. She did not know I put a tracker in her. It was just in case she was kidnapped.

I never thought I would have to use it to find her from escaping. I did find her and see her throwing things in her bag in her apartment. She looked so scared and panic. My poor little Robin. I walk in.

She jump. Then saw I was Nightwing. She did not know I was Nightwing so she must think she is safe with me.

Which she always has been.

"Nightwing?" She asks. "I need your help I had been kidnapped by some mad man!"

"You been a bad girl My dear Robin." I say and take off my mask and her eyes go wide.

I was not going to punish her for calling me a mad man. She was just denying our love. I will have to do a better job at courting her.

"Your coming home (Name)." I say. "And we are going back to the shackles until you learn to behave. I know you were scared and dont understand how you feel but I will help you."

Her eyes went from me to the door.

"Don't try it sweet (Name)." I tell her. "You know you will not get far and you will just hurt yourself."

I hold out my hand to her. "Come here, you know it is safer with me. That I am the only one who loves you so."

She shook but walked to me and I take her in my arms and kiss the top of her head. She shook.

"Hey hey! In a few months everything will be back to normal! We can even go back on dates! Just be a good love for me, and I can show you how perfect and happy we will be!" I say and kiss her gently.

[Okay this was a bit more scary than I thought it would be anyways I hope you all enjoyed this chapter and stay sexy!]

#yandere #yandere nightwing #yandere dick grayson #yandere dc #yandere scenarios #scenarios #dc #dick grayson #dick grayson x reader #nightwing #nightwing x reader #reader

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violetnotez · 5 years ago

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HC: BNHA Boys x Aizawa’s Daughter! Reader

Anonymous: Hello, Can I request headcanon for Todoroki, Bakugou and Midoriya who is dating Aizawa's daughter? She is in class 1-A but has a Quirk different from his

Hello anon! Im super sorry but I only did Shoto and Bakugo because of how long I made them- I hope you dont mind!

*Important Note: kinda backstory-ish so the HC’s make sense-basically y/n is adopted by Aisawa from a young age and she ironically has a quirk that intensifies other quirks

Alrightie thats all I wanted to add- hope you enjoy!

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SHOUTO

Aizawa totally saw that you two liked each other- you were his daughter, like of course he sees this!

Whenever Shouto would talk to you, your face would become a soft shade of pink and your nervousness would come out- you’d stumble over words, bite your lip, brush your hair behind you ears- the works

Shouto as well- it wasn’t as obvious, but he definitely acted different towards you

One time when Shoto was having a difficult time learning how to get out of zip ties (a strange little side lesson by Midnight- she wanted to show the class how to get out of a kidnapping situation in which Kaminari kept yelling out “this is sooooo kinky!”

Jirou of course slapped him, which made Aizawa stifle a laugh)

Since you had always been around heroes most of your life, you were taught well in combat and self defense skills

Aizawa watched interested as you helped Todoroki, his face becoming tinted in red and his tone softer

After you had left to do your own assignment, Aizawa had caught Shoto just staring down at his hands in amazement as if he couldn’t believe what just happened

That’s when Aizawa knew you two liked each other

He really was okay with it though-most others would have thought the hero would be over the top protective, but with Shoto-he was a good kid, kinda quiet, had a darker past than most his age but-Aizawa knew Todoroki would never intentionally hurt you.

It took a few long,grueling months for Shoto to finally ask you out, and when he did, Aizawa could only feel relieved-because Jesus Christ he’d been just waiting for you two to just start dating already!

The only thing he was worried about was-well- Shoto’s father

He knew of Endeavor, never personally, just because of the fact that Aizawa never cared for the hero

He saw him as arrogant, rude, and blinded by his own personal agenda- he also knew of Shoto’s distatse for his father, which he knew had to be for a good reason

Shoto and Aisawa had both warned you of his father, with Shoto revealing his dark childhood to you and Aizawa warning you to not cross Endeavor’s path because of his entitled nature

You and Todoroki had no intention of telling his father of your relationship, until the day when you had mistakenly visited Todoroki’s house when his father was home

Was EXTREMELY awkward

Endeavor was not kind to you- in fact he was cold and unforgiving in what he said around you

Endeavor really was flabbergasted- how could his son be wasting his time over some girl? He was also disappointed in his choice- Endeavor found your quirk to be mediocre, since he had noticed you at the Sport’s Festival. He noted that your quirk was essentially only useful to others, nothing flashy about it at all- what a waste

Why couldn't Shoto find someone with more power to add to his family’s already strong gene pool?.

Yes, he knew you were Aizawa’s daughter- but not even of blood- and even if you were, he wouldnt accept you two going out together

He also went on to say that Shoto should be focusing on his training, not on some little crush

basically stated you weren't good enough for his family or son

Shoto quickly left with you, trying to reassure as much as possible that what his old man said was not true, and that he loved you no matter what

Did you kinda cry? Yes. And did Todoroki and Aizawa wanna kick Endeavor’s ass? Also a yes

You and Todoroki continued to go out with Aizawa backing you two up, even if Shoto got into a few arguments over you with his father

One day Aizawa was supervising a team building exercise, where it was pairs of two against two. You and Shoto were on one side, while Bakugo and Deku were on the other.

Endeavor had chosen to come to UA that day to see how his son was improving, looking down at disdain that he was still courting you

Aizawa was not particularly happy having to deal with Endeavor- he knew he was judging your every move, every punch you landed, every mistake you made

You were very good at hand to hand combat though, even without a flashy quirk- as Bakugo and Shoto were sparring, you were taking Izuku head on, making him sweat a little, even with his own quirk against yours.

Endeavor still gave you the biggest dirty look ever

Aiszawa about to throw hands ngl

Then something happened- Izuku was able to finally land a hit on you, using his quirk to launch you back a few feet. You tumbled into the dirt, Todoroki running to see if you were okay.

“What is he doing?!” Endeavor grunted out in frustration, “Why is he-”

You strangely put out your hand, and Todoroki touched it. Endeavor was furious, seeing this as some form of weakness-

Todoroki then turned around, his quirk improving ten fold. Endeavor had never seen anything like it- Shoto had made an ice blast, larger than anyone he had ever seen- even from the Sports Festival.

It was-well- it was even better than his own quirk

Aizawa looked at Endeavor’s clearly shocked face with a smug expression.

Hell yeah this scum bag now knows his daughter is freaking awesome

But then Endeavor’s mind started to race- clearly your quirk had some merit. If you and Shoto could produce a child with that much power on its own, hell, his family line would forever be the #1 hero!

He grinned at the thought, turning to Aizawa, a little too cheerful

“That’s your daughter, uh-” he searched for your name, “y/n, correct-”

“Dont even start,” Aisawa cut him off, making Endeavor pissed as he walked down to the training grounds quietly to go check up on you.

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BAKUGO

Bakugo at first was very intimidated by you and was kind of an ass towards you

He knew you had a really useful quirk and was kinda scared of that

He also was so terrfied because he was starting to get the first symptoms of a crush and was too stupid to even admit to it

Classic “I like you so Im going to be mean to you” situation

Wouldn constantly say you only got into UA because of your Dad’s reputation as a Pro Hero/ Teacher

Aizawa would hear about this and would be so mortified- he was worried this would happen when going to UA, and he was extremely angry at Bakugou

But he felt that if he intervened, it would make the situation worse and confirm the rude things Bakugo was saying

You also reassured him that you were okay (even though the rude comments hurt you slightly) but you’d get over it

It just made you upset that Bakugo didnt even want to know you- you thought he was kinda cute even though he could be rude

I fully believe Aizawa (in times of crisis) would consult Midnight and Present Mic for parental advice because its gotta be tough raising a child on your own

Midnight offered to put you and Bakugo together on the next training exercise, so Bakugo would be forced to talk to you and realize you weren't so bad

AIsawa thought about it long and hard and finally agreed- he was scared Bakugo would go and be a jerk to you, but he knew you were capable of dealing with his antics

When Midnight read off the pairings that day, you were both mortified- you because you would have to be stuck with the hot head that hated your guts, while Katsuki was freaking out inside

He was going to act like an idiot around you- what the hell was Midnight thinking?!

Once you two got in the mock city set up for the training exercise, you couldn't even say a word to each other

‘All Bakugo grunted out was, “Just stay out of my way.” and trudged off

“You idiot!” you called out, “we have to work together or we fail-”

Just then, the exercise started and a giant training robot was coming after you- Bakugo feebly tried to blast it, but his flames were too short to even reach the monster

‘Let me help!” you called out, reaching for his hands- you quirk only worked if you could touch the person.

He shrugged off your advances- Jesus Christ if you saw he was getting flustered-

“Hell no!” he yelled out in panic, “Im not letting a little prick like you-”

You grabbed his face between your hands, letting your Quirk transfer to him and making his cheeks bright red

You had never even seen Bakugo so speechless- he looked like a deer in headlights

“Use your quirk!” you yelled out, hiding behind him- you didnt know how powerful his quirk would become, but with experience, you knew it was about to become intense

He shook his head, trying to clear himself of the feeling of your skin on his- it was intoxicating, even though it was only for a few seconds- and why was your presence so irritatingly calming and distracting at the same damn time?!

His heart was beating so fast, feeling your frame hiding behind him

He smirked, feeling you quirk course through is veins, and raised his arm to shoot a blast of fire at the machine

Instantly, a gigantic explosion of flames leaped out of his hands, shocking him

He instantly grounded his feet, trying to keep up with the power coming out of his hands

The blast went farther than anything he had ever produced (even his signature AP shot), licking up the side of the machine and burning it to a crisp

He looked at his hands and back at you, his heart thumping as you grabbed his shoulders in happiness and wrapping him into an impulsive hug

“We did it Bakugou!” you yelled out cheerfully

He just couldn't stop staring- why did you look so goddamn pretty?

“....Thanks...I guess your quirk is good enough for UA....” he mumbled out, looking away from you as he said it

You stared at him in shock- did he just- compliment you?

You two instantly won the training exercise, and after that, Bakugo neve bothered you- in fact he kinda just ignored you, like you didnt even exist

He just still couldnt get over the fact that you had touched him, and how he felt when you touched you, seeing those pretty eyes of yours stare into his-

One day Kirihsima caught Bakugo staring at you as you sparred with Izuku, obvious fury in his eyes

“You okay man?” he asked, sitting next to Bakugo

All he did was grunt as the obvious blush grew

Kirishima would not STOP bothering him to ask you out after that- it was so annoying to him

“Can you shut up? I dont like her?” slowly turned into “Okay you ass I get it I need to ask her out!”

You were always the last to leave class, since you always talk to your dad before you go off to lunch

And Bakugo took note of this

You had thought that the hallway was completely empty, only to see Bakugo resting against a locker, his arms folded and his head slumped down

“Hey Bakugo!” you greeted kindly, a little nervous- you really didnt know where you two stood as far as relationships go- were you enemies, rivals, acquittances, friends?

With Bakugo, who the hell knew.

“Mr. Aisawa is in classroom if you needed help with something, sorry I took so long-”

“I actually-” he gulped slightly, stuffing his hands into his pockets, “I wanted to talk to you.”

Your heart started to pick up in speed- what was this all about?

“Uh, sure, what is it?” you asked politely, walking closer to him. You grabbed onto your backpack strap, gripping hard- you felt like you could float away at any moment, your nerves making your body go haywire.

“I know Ive been an ass,” he started, “and I havent talked to you much, but would you- maybe-uh...uhm..shit!” he cursed as he fumbled on his words, his cheeks a cherry red

You giggled, your face now too hitting up- was this really happening? Was he really going to ask you out?

‘Are you trying to ask me-” you started, but Bakugo instantly cut you off

“Shut up baka I was going to say it!”

“Say what, exactly?” Right at perfect time, Aizawa walked by, standing in front of your two blushing faces, asking in a colder tone than usual.

Bakugo instantly cursed everything in existence- why the hell did his teacher, your dad, show up right now?!

You two both stared at him, not knowing what to do-

Aizawa was practically staring daggers into Bakugo- fear riddled in Aizawa’s stomach. Bakugo, the most arrogant boy in his class, liked you? He say you as his sweet, innocent little girl- would this hot head destroy that image of you? And a boy who was so cruel to you- you looked ready to even say yes to him after everything he called you!

He had vaguely remembered having a conversation like this with Midnight, in which she tried to explain that most boys who had crushes would react to them with anger in which to cover up their true feelings

To be honest, Aizawa thought it was a boat full of crap until now- now he realized this was why Bakugo had terrorized you so much- but he couldn't get over the fact of how rude he was to you so many weeks back

“Bakugo, I suggest you go to lunch before I send you to the principal’s office for using language like that on school grounds- especially towards my daughter,” he stated cruelly, his eyes cold and menacing.

Bakugo stared at him, debating whether to yell something back at him- but thinking better of it, he merely just sulked, it taking everything in him to keep his mouth shut.

“Come, y/n, I’ll pick you up something up to eat from the teacher’s lounge,” Aisawa commanded softly to you, just wanting you to stay away from Bakugo for as long as possible.

As you were walking behind Aisawa, you caught a look of Bakugo sulking, looking absolutely defeated

Your heart broke for your crush, and right as your eyes met, you turned around, walking backwards slightly to mouth him a quick ‘Yes” and a smile, watching as a small grin form on Bakugo’s red cheeks

Yeah, your dad did not agree about it at first, but after he realized Bakugo loved you as much as he did and was ready to protect you with his whole life, Aisawa’s walls did melt - slightly

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(RULES | MASTERLIST| REQUESTS OPEN!!! :))

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novannna · 4 years ago

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Idk if this counts as a fic request? But If you're cool with it, maybe you can write a little thing about your OCs? I really liked hearing about Sloane and Jordan!!

ANON I LOVE YOUUUUU

ahhh i will forever talk ab them 🥺🥺 i love them so much tysm for listenign me scream incoherently ab them

i wasn't exactly sure what you wanted, so i wrote their first meeting (if you wanted something different, lemme know, i will happily write more of them ajhfsadf)

some background info that i may or may not have already said, idk, but im saying again: Jordan's name is technically Lydia Jordan, she changes it after she meets sloane, sloane works for a nameless organization where people hire thieves to steal for them, through the organization, and the organization in turn provides housing, and food, and safety, as well as guaranteed jobs.

this is all probably v confusing im so bad at explaining stuff, ask if you have questions!

also i kinda dont like this i was only partly coherent when i wrote this, but whatever :)

Sloane pulled at her dress, nose wrinkling as the fabric itched against her skin.

“Are you sure I have to wear shoes Elias?” She asked the man next to them.

He glared at her. “Yes. Sloane, this is for real now. You have to act proper. Stop fidgeting.”

Sloane sulked. “I am proper.”

Elias groaned. “Why did I have to be the one stuck with a fucking child?”

“I’m not a child!” Sloane protested. “I’ll knock you to your ass again, if you want me to prove it. And you’re only 10 years older than me, it’s not that much!”

“If you’re so grown up, then stop complaining.”

Sloane glared but didn’t say anything. They were sitting in a carriage, waiting to arrive at the Duke of Cantol’s manor. They had been hired to steal a case of jewels, hidden away somewhere within the grand building. The only way to steal them was to pose as nobles, and infiltrate the Duke’s solstice party themselves.

This was Sloane’s first real job. Before this, she had only done petty crime for the elders. Minor pickpocketing, and stealing for low paying clients.

This was their chance to prove themself, both as a thief worthy of jobs given out by the elders, and a chance to prove that she wasn’t merely a child.

The only problem was, Sloane had never interacted with nobles before. The other thieves had put her through rigorous training, everything from how to respond to questions, to which cutlery to use.

But it didn’t matter if this was all new to her. Sloane was prepared. These were high stakes, where they worked best. They wouldn’t fail.

Slowly, the carriage pulled to a halt.

“Remember, do not speak out of turn. You know your job?” Elias asked.

Sloane nodded. “Find out where the jewels are, then report back to you. I remember everything.”

Elias nodded, only partially sated. “And-”

“And don’t complain,” Sloane interrupted. “I know.”

“Good. Don’t forget who you are, and who they are. Don’t give them a reason to doubt you.”

Sloane nodded. Though her face was a perfect mask of emotions, her stomach was writhing. Their fingers were tapping out a pattern onto her leg, the familiar motion a relief.

Elias opened the door, and together they stepped out onto the lush lawn.

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Lydia hated everything, she had decided. She hated her dress, which pinched her ribs and kept her from breathing in a deep breath. She hated her shoes, terrible contraptions that threatened to send her tumbling to the floor with each step. She hated all the formal dinners that her family had to attend.

It was ridiculous! Why couldn’t they just stay in Roidan? It’s where they lived, after all. There was no point in traveling across the country to attend a pointless dinner.

But, despite everything there was a glimmer of hope in Lydia. A week ago, she had heard whispers of priceless jewels within the Duke of Cantol’s manor, and an anonymous person who had wished to possess them. Lydia had heard that someone would steal them, and she was determined to stop them. Determined to show how skilled she was with both her blades and her wit. Determined to show that she wasn’t the helpless little girl everyone insisted on seeing.

Lydia was so much more. She just needed everyone else to see it as well.

“Lydia! Stop pouting, and hurry up!” Her mom bustled into the room, her gown an atrocious combination of velvet and tulle. It nearly swallowed Lydia up, as her mom grabbed her hand, and pulled her through the doorway.

“The Duke was kind enough to allow us to stay here, and you thank him by making us late?” Her mother sighed. “When will you grow up?”

Lydia bit back a retort, instead gripped the handle of a dagger buried within the folds of her dress. It had been her fathers, until she had stolen it years ago and taught herself how to use it.

Lydia kept her mouth shut, and her fingers strangling the hard hilt. Head raised high, Lydia followed her mother down the grand stairs, and into the dining room.

The room was large, with at least twenty people sitting around a large, deep mahogany table. Lydia vaguely wondered how much it had cost.

Looking around the table, she barely registered the faces. She knew everyone. Until her gaze settled on a mismatched pair, sitting closest to the door.

A man, with short red hair, and soft pink skin sat next to a girl, looking to be about Lydia’s age. The girl had dark skin and hair a black so deep, Lydia thought she was looking at a starless sky. She was not from here, that was for sure. Lydia felt herself be drawn to her, as if some form of magnetic attraction.

“Lydia,” her mother hissed. “Sit!” She nearly forced Lydia into the chair, right next to the duke himself.

Lydia tried not to grimace. She didn’t want to spend the evening wearing a forced smile and pretend to be the perfect lady. She looked up again, trying to spot a glimpse of the other girl. She sat perfectly still, her back almost like a ruler. Her face was perfectly poised, just the slightest hint of a smile, no sign of anger or uncomfortableness. She looked perfectly at ease.

Lydia had to stop herself from sighing. Disappointing. Another perfect noble, someone Lydia could never be. Never wanted to be.

And then, she spotted the crack in the other girl's impenetrable armor. Her fingers, tapping out an anxious rhythm against the elegant table cloth. That tiny sliver of personality, of imperfection made Lydia almost burst into a grin.

Under the layers of makeup, and finery, and jewels, she was still a child, just like Lydia. She was human. She was human, and she was real, and maybe, just maybe, Lydia could be real too.

But it was foolish to entertain such an unrealistic notion. So Lydia tamped her smile down, and turned to her food, ignoring the stare the other girl was burning into her head.

---

“Who will be most likely to know where the jewels are?” Elias asked Sloane under his breath.

Sloane glanced around the table. “The Duke, and a few of the servants.” Her eyes were fixed on the only other child at the table. A girl, around her age sat next to the Duke, her blonde hair twisted into a bun. A few strands had escaped, and were floating loose around her head. The girl was staring at her food, refusing to look around.

“Sloane!” Elias hissed.

Sloane stiffened with annoyance. “What?” they spat.

“I asked who you will need to talk to to discern the location of the jewels?”

“This isn’t a quiz. You don’t need to test me, I’ll get it done.”

“I do, actually,” Elias responded. “I’m not just here to steal, I’m here to supervise and see if you actually could handle a permanent position within the organization. The elders asked me to oversee, and if all went satisfactory, then you would get a chance. And if not… well failure isn’t tolerated.”

Sloane froze. She knew a lot had been riding on this for her, but she hadn’t known how much. She hadn’t known everything was.

“I’ll ask again. Who will you ask?”

“The girl,” Sloane said quickly. She nodded across the table pointedly.

“Her? She has no idea where they are!”

Sloane sighed. “Yes, but young ears are attuned to what others miss. And, I’m her age. Befriend her, get her to trust me, and I’ll find them.”

“You think that’ll work?” Elias scoffed.

“I’m willing to bet everything on it,” Sloane responded. She turned her fiery gaze to him. “Trust me, I can do this.”

Elias hesitated, before reluctantly nodding. “If you’re sure… But the servants would be a better choice.”

Sloane didn’t respond. They turned her gaze back to the girl, mind already racing to plot it all out.

---

Lydia walked her perfect little steps, completely in sync with her mom. She kept her head bowed low, and eyes downcast.

Perfect daughter, perfect lady.

God, she was tired of it all. Her hands had the imprint of a dagger on them, from clutching the blade so tight.

A hand reached out, touching her shoulder.

It was the girl, a slight smile on her face and a far off gleam in her eyes.

Her other companion stood right behind her, his suit tailored and pressed to perfection.

“My Lady, if I may,” he said smoothly, his voice like butter, “my young cousin hasn’t often gotten the opportunity to interact with ones of her own age. I was wondering, with your permission, if the two of them might be able to talk, if only for a bit?” His hands rested on the girls shoulders.

Lydia looked up at her mom, daring to hope.

“I suppose. My little girl is much the same. Why don’t we let the two of them run along to the library.” Her mom knelt down her face at Lydia’s level now. “Learn what you can about them, yes dear? What threat they may pose to your future crown. And don’t forget who you are.” She gripped Lydia’s shoulders tightly.

Lydia nodded. Always some scheme, and other motive. Just once, could her mother let her have something with no string attached?

“Good girl. Now run along, and don’t forget.” With a barely concealed shove, she sent Lydia tumbling down a side hallway, the other girl close behind.

Lydia led them to the library, not bothering to talk. Her throat was tight with something other than tears. She pushed open the ornate wooden doors, and practically collapsed inside.

The other girl looked around the room with a critical eye. Looking at everything, Lydia noted. Interesting.

“Where are you from?” Lydia blurted out. “I’ve never seen you before.”

The other girl turned to face her, amused. “You presume to know everyone in this world, then?” Her voice was more rough than Lydia expected, and strangely lilted, as if trying to hide something underneath.

Lydia blushed. “No. But I know most nobles. I’ve never met you before. So, where are you from?”

“Abrynth, as are you.”

“You don’t look it,” Lydia retorted bluntly.

The other girl laughed. “Straight forwards and honest. You're different.” Not a question, just a simple fact.

But it was so much more.

“And is that good?” Lydia couldn’t help but ask.

The other girl paused. “Well, I personally think that when everything’s the same, we lose sight of what we are as a whole.”

“And that is….?”

The other girl grinned, showing a flash of white teeth. “One people, no good and no bad. All unique and all the same. Something so beautiful and powerful.”

“So good then?”

“Definitely.” The other girl extended a hand out to Lydia. “I’m Sloane.”

Lydia paused, hesitant to reply. She didn’t want this girl to know the proper lady she was supposed to be. The one raised to one day court the prince, and hopefully become queen. The one whose very name meant royalty. Her mom’s voice echoed in her head, saying, “Lydia means noble one, beautiful one. You’ll live up to that one day. Focus, and one day you’ll be queen, at the King’s side.”

Lydia hated that version of herself. It wasn’t true. It wasn’t her.

But she was a Jordan. Sharp tongued and quick witted. Handy with a blade, but not so with words. She was her fathers daughter, the son he had wanted in every way but gender.

“Jordan,” Lydia replied, shaking Sloane’s hand firmly. Just a single word, but it changed everything. And it felt so right.

“I’m pleased to meet your acquaintance,” Sloane said, grinning.

“Likewise.”

---

Despite everything, Sloane couldn’t help but like Jordan. The noble was more aware than the others. She was smart, and bright, and honest.

But Sloane only felt a little guilty about using her. It wasn’t like she was hurting Jordan by doing this anyways. She was helping herself, and no one else. It wasn’t as if Jordan wanted for anything, after all. She was a noble. The world practically bowed at her feet.

“Is this your first time here?” Jordan asked, breaking the silence.

Sloane nodded. “My cousin doesn’t often travel. This is his first time bringing me anywhere.”

“Your parents don’t bring you?”

Sloane froze, unsure how to respond. What had they decided her backstory was? Fuck.

“They’re dead. I live with my cousin now, at least till I’m old enough to be on my own.”

“I’m so sorry,” Jordan said, actually seeming sincere.

Sloane smiled slightly. “Thank you. I try not to think about it too much.”

Jordan nodded. “Well, that’s understandable.”

Sloane nodded, with what they hoped was appreciation. In truth, it felt more like a grimace.

For a few hours, Sloane let them get lost in the world. She and Jordan talked about everything. Sloane was surprised by their similarities. It was only when Jordan’s shoulders finally relaxed, and her fists stopped clenching in her dress, that sloane knew the other girl fully trusted her.

“I was wondering,” she added, making her tone more shy, and apprehensive. “My uncle had mentioned the Duke was an avid collector of all things old. Have you seen any of them?”

Jordan’s face gleamed. “No, but I know where they are,” she said, smirking. “Do you want to see?”

Sloane hesitated. “Is that allowed?”

Jordan’s grin widened. “No.” She extended a hand, and Sloane hesitantly placed her own inside it.

She knew she had been right. Jordan had been the right person to use. She was leading Sloane towards the goal, not a doubt in her mind. Sloane would earn her place within the organization. The elders would see that she truly was a worthy thief. She’d show them.

Sloane followed Jordan as she led them out of the library, and through the halls. They were mostly quiet now, the guests retired to the parlor by now. It was just Sloane and Jordan, almost as if no one else had ever existed.

Jordan stopped in front of a door, and slowly pushed it inwards.

Sloane bit back a gasp as she saw the trove of treasures within. The room was a study, but it seemed more storage than anything. Priceless pieces were arranged on bookshelves and cases all over the room.

Old pieces of pottery, and intricate blades. Tapestries, and scrolls cracked with age.

But no jewels. Yet.

“Oh,” Sloane breathed, breathless from the beauty. And anger crackling within her ribs. These were all no doubt stolen from other nations and people. She couldn’t help but wonder how many of these things had come without the price of blood.

Jordan was similarly mesmerized, her eyes stuck on a pair of matching daggers.

“This is amazing,” Sloane said. “There’s so much.”

Jordan’s eyes brightened. “But would you like to see more?”

Sloane’s body tensed with anticipation. She was only supposed to locate the jewels, but if she could steal them now, then it would be less risky, wouldn’t it? No one would believe Jordan if she said the other girl at dinner had taken them. Barely anyone even noticed them. She doubted that they had all even realized she had been there.

“There’s more?” Sloane widened her eyes.

Jordan grinned, and stepped to a tapestry hanging on the walls. “I heard from a servant that the Duke had demanded nobody touch this tapestry. Claimed it was fragile. But-” she tugged it off the wall, sending the fabric tumbling to the floor. “I believe differently,” she said proudly, standing next to a newly revealed hole in the wall. A small wooden chest gleamed from within. Sloane felt her feet carry her closer, her deft fingers opening the box, and a smile lighting up her face as a collection of red, blue, and white stones gleamed up at her.

“Are these…?” Sloane asked, barely needing confirmation.

Jordan peared over her shoulder. “Ruby, diamond, and sapphire,” she whispered. “That’s gotta be worth…” she whistled. “At least 300,000 crowns.”

Sloane grinned. Confirmation enough. She snapped the lid shut, and turned to face Jordan sharply.

“Thank you, My Lady,” Sloane smirked, curtsying shallowly. “You’ve been quite helpful.” She grabbed the tiny chest, and shoved it into a pocket sewn into the inside of her skirt.

Jordan stared at her slack jawed with confusion. Then, realization dawned upon her. “It was you! You were the one who was going to steal tonight.”

Sloane stared at the girl, head cocked in confusion. “What are you talking about?”

“I knew someone was attempting to steal tonight. But it should have been a man! An adult! You… You’re just a little girl.”

Sloane snorted. “Well, that little girl has places to be, and money to make. Get out of my way Jordan.”

“You used me,” Jordan spat. “I wanted a friend for the night, and you just wanted those jewels.”

Sloane rolled her eyes. “Don’t take it personally. If it makes you feel better, I didn’t completely lie about everything, I was pleased to make your acquaintance. You led me here, after all.” Sloane smirked. She was on top of the world. She was going to prove the world that she was good. She wasn’t just another useless pickpocket. That one day, she was going places. “Now get out of my way, and forget you ever met me. It’s easier for both of us that way.”

Jordan’s eyes narrowed. “I can’t let that happen.” She reached into the folds of her dress, and drew a long silver dagger.

“Put that back before you kill yourself,” Sloane scoffed.

“Try me.” Jordan was all hard edges now. Gone was the soft laughter, and gently smiles. She was completely serious.

Sloane was starting to think that Jordan was more than she had said she was. But it didn’t matter. No matter how good Jordan might be, Sloane would be better. She wasn’t ready to let herself be defeated by a noble. Not now, not ever.

Sloane darted forwards, quicker than lightning. She jabbed under Jordan’s stomach, knocking the wind out of the girl.

Jordan recovered quickly, and threw a punch towards Sloane’s face, grazing her cheek bone.

Sloane ducked under another blow, and kicked her legs out at Jordan’s face while flipping out of the noble’s hands.

Jordan knew what she was doing, Sloane would admit. In a fair fight, she may even stand a chance. But Sloane didn’t fight fair. She fought rough, and dirty. She survived, no matter what her actions were. That's where the two girls differed.

Sloane tackled Jordan, knocking them into a display case, the glass breaking under their weight.

“You aren’t getting away,” Jordan grunted.

Sloane laughed. “Keep telling yourself that,” she hissed. Sloane grinned, and leapt away from Jordan, right before the girl swung a punch towards her unprotected face.

Sloane backed away quickly, letting Jordan block the door.

“Nowhere to go,” Jordan taunted. “What’ll you do now.”

“My lady, it has been a pleasure,” Sloane said, bowing deeply. “But I’m afraid I’m needed elsewhere, and must call it a night.” In a single smooth motion, Sloane leapt out of the window, sending jagged shards of glass everywhere.

Jordan leapt forwards, too late to stop her.

Sloane had managed to catch a hold of the balcony on the next room over, and was quickly scaling down the wall, using ledges and decorative gargoyles as holds, Jordan’s silver dagger clenched between her teeth.

Sloane finally dropped to the ground, and waved up at Jordan standing far above. She slipped the stolen dagger into her waistline, and reached up into her skirt, pulling out the jewels.

The box was still shut tight, the contents rattling around inside.

“What the hell?” Elias screamed, running around the corner. “Locate them! You were supposed to locate them! We need to go, before the Duke realizes a child tried to steal his prize jewels.” He hooked his arm through Sloane’s and started dragging her away. “You aren’t ready to steal them. You ruined the job, for both of us.” He glared at Sloane. “You are taking blame for this. This is your failure.”

“Failure?” Sloane asked. “What do you mean? I got them!” She held out the box, rattling the jewels inside.”

Elias stopped dead in his tracks. “You got them? You actually succeeded?”

“Yes,” Sloane responded, her voice laced with annoyance. “I’m a good thief, a good fighter, a good liar. I’ve been trying to prove this to you all along. I did it. Will you recommend me to the elders now?”

Elias sniffed. “You are reckless, arrogant, loud. You are unable to follow simple instructions. But, you got it done.” He smiled slightly. “You impressed me, little thief. Well done.”

Sloane grinned. She cast her gaze back to the broken window one last time, where she could make out the shape of Jordan, still standing and staring at the two thieves.

Sloane bowed, as if she was on a stage, performing some great act. Then she hurried to catch up to Elias, and her future.

---

Lydia was furious with her mother, with Sloane, but mostly with herself. She had allowed Sloane to find the jewels, and couldn’t even stop her. Lydia was a failure.

But she wouldn’t be again.

Sloane may have bested Lydia once, but never again. She’d see the thief again, and Lydia would catch her, and prove to the world that she was more than just a lady, meant to sit and look pretty. She was strong, smart, and talented.

She’d catch the thief, and show them all who she was.

Not a beautiful noble lady, as her first name suggested.

No. Lydia had never felt right for a reason. It wasn’t who she was. She was Jordan, loyal to the country, and to herself.

She wasn’t anything but that.

Her name was Jordan, and she would catch Sloane, and make her hurt for giving Jordan a glimpse of a future she could never have. .

#asks #request #sloane #jordan #my oc's #slordan ✨(still laughing ab that)#heavy is the head #enemies to lovers wip #ty!#anon

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Chopped Madness Masterlist

To say we are overwhelmed would be the understatement of the year for sure. This challenge was so incredible, the fics we received were spectacular and we couldn’t have been more pleased with the positive and supportive space that we were able to create with your help. During such a crazy time in the world, we hope that this was able to distract you, even just a little, from the harshness of reality, and bring you some level of joy. We received an astounding forty-seven (47!!!!!!) fics in our anonymous collection, that were submitted for voting, as well as four (4) amazing fics that were added to our non anonymous collection following prompts from this event, bringing our fic total to a mind blowing FIFTY ONE (51!!!!!) fics! We honestly cannot even begin to express our thanks to all of you for putting in the time and hard work to share such creative, exciting, well written pieces of fan fiction for this event, and we hope that you all enjoyed it as much as we did! If you haven’t had a chance to read all of the brilliant fics shared with us for Chopped Madness, you can find them all below, or in our AO3 collections, which will be linked at the bottom of this post.

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Qualifying Round

Character Focus: Bellamy Blake

Theme: Canonverse

Tropes:

Fairy Tale AU

Write a Good Guy as a Villain or a Villain as a Good Guy

When the party’s over (Rated T) [Bellamy & Octavia] by safeandsound13 @captaindaddykru

Summary: Bellamy goes into the anomaly to save Octavia. What he finds, is a trail of bodies. {Or: a canonverse take on Hansel & Gretel}

don’t be who you were (Rated T) [Bellamy & Diyoza] by sapphictomaz @iexasheart

Summary: Bellamy’s forced to stay in the bunker, alone, for six years. Diyoza trapped alone on her ship. They find a way to help each other survive, because that’s what they know how to do.

Straight On Until Morning (Rated G) [Bellamy & Kane] by she_who_the_river_could_not_hold @she-who-the-river-could-not-hold

Summary: Bellamy and his unruly band of Delinquents have been living life as they wish. Their days are filled with games and exploring while their nights are spent coordinating attacks against the dreaded Wanheda and her Mountain Men. It’s all fun and games in a world where no one gets older. But then a strange man appears one day and Marcus Kane provides a reality check to Bellamy that he’s not prepared to accept.

Where is the path to Wonderland? (Rated T) [Bellamy x Clarke] by myonetruelove @justwalkedaway

Summary: Separated from their friends in the Anomaly, Clarke and Bellamy find themselves lost in a world so different from their own.

The Sixth Bride (Rated M) [Bellamy x Roan] by Shen_Gong_Oops @shen-gong-oops

Summary: For their wedding, Roan gifted him an antique skeleton key attached to a thin, leather cord. Rough, callous fingertips grazed the base of his neck as they secured the necklace in place. While his husband allowed him full reign of the tower, the key provided access to the only room he barred Bellamy from entering. He was never to set foot in the sole room on the highest floor. Into Roan’s private reprieve from the world. And to be fair, Bellamy respected Roan’s right to privacy - for a while.

Gunning for Glory (Rated T) [Bellamy x Gina] by teeandrainbows @teeandsnowflakes

Summary: While on a routine mission for Kane, Bellamy comes across a mystery girl who points him towards a treasure trove that might prove useful for Arkadia, but danger lurks up every spiraling staircase. It may just be the distraction he needs, though, to get over Clarke leaving.

On the Ground and What Bellamy Found There (Rated G) [General] by elle_stone @kinetic-elaboration

Summary: Bellamy has a prophetic dream. An Alice in Wonderland AU.

to dream about a life (where you’re the shining star) (Rated T) [Bellamy x Murphy] by ProbablyVoldemort @probably-voldemort

Summary: Bellamy has been dreaming about going to the coalition’s annual Camp Rock since he was a kid. The chance to escape his life and his step-father and spend his days travelling between clans and singing. This year, he finally has a chance to go–as a chef. Murphy hated what came of Clarke’s treaty with the Grounders, but even he knew it could’ve been worse. But that didn’t mean he wanted to spend his time performing for the people who had kidnapped and tortured him. He could do it, though. He could sing at whatever the fuck Camp Rock was, and he could help pick whichever winner the Grounders wanted him to pick. He could play nice. That didn’t mean he had to like it.

There’s Gonna Be a Party When the Wolf Comes Home (Rated T) [General] by kuklash @kuklash

Summary: “Dante?” she asks, her voice a mixture of confusion and surprise. Bellamy straightens the nameplate on his desk, and the gold plaque reflects the dim fluorescent lights above him. He taps it twice, drawing her attention to the words “Dante Wallace” written in a fancy script. “That’s what they call me.” A Canon Divergent Fairy Tale AU staring Bellamy Blake

No Ordinary Apple (Rated T) [Bellamy & Josephine] by andthelightbulbclicks @andthelightbulbclicks

Summary: When Josephine awakens in Clarke Griffin’s body, she has no reason to believe anything about her reincarnation is anything out of the ordinary. Then she learns that Clarke was far from a willing host and meets Bellamy Blake. She doesn’t expect to become invested in their love story, and she certainly doesn’t plan on risking her own like to make things right. And yet, here she is. All in the name of true love.

Brother Knows Best (Rated G) [Bellamy & Octavia] by Dylanobrienisbatman @dylanobrienisbatman

Summary: Octavia grew up in a cave, hidden from the world, with only her brother to care for her. He kept her safe, safe from a world where people like her, where nightbloods, were hunted and slaughtered. But even with so much danger, she longs to see the world, so when a handsome stranger stumbles into their cave, she makes her escape to spend one night out under the stars. But in just one night, she begins to wonder if everything she’d grown up believing was true after all.

seeds in silence (exploded in riot) (Rated T) [Bellamy & Clarke] by justbecauseyoubelievesomething @justbecauseyoubelievesomething

Summary: Seeds. Not the modified seeds Farm Station constantly churns out in unending batches. Genuine seeds. Earth seeds. The kind of seeds that the scientists from Alpha will sell their souls for. Doctor Griffin talks a lot about genetics and lost patterns, but Bellamy’s mind is a million miles away. He can get anything he wants for Octavia and his mom. He can make it so Octavia doesn’t have to live in hiding. He can bring the chancellor himself to his knees, if he’s careful enough.

i’ve got a heart in me (i swear) (Rating T) [Bellamy x Murphy] by hopskipaway @hopskipaway

Summary: Belonging was not a familiar word in the Book of John Murphy. That was a fact that seemed grounded in concrete; what he wouldn’t give to stumble upon a sledgehammer someday and be reunited with his bruised and feeble, but still beating, heart.

2199 Nights (Rated M) [Bellamy x Clarke] by Mobi_On_A_Mission @mobi-on-a-mission

Summary: Every day, the Commander Bellamy took a new wife and executed her the next morning, until one day his fleimkepa’s daughter volunteered. She kept him entertained with tales of far-off places, sword fights, magic spells, a prince in disguise…

we’d up and fly (if there were wings for flying) (Rated G) [Bellamy x Clarke] by the-most-beautiful-broom @the-most-beautiful-broom

Summary: Bellamy and Wells are held captive and interrogated by the Grounders, and when he returns to Arkadia, Bellamy finds some things have changed.

The Storyteller (Rated T) [Bellamy x Clarke] by thelittlefanpire @thelittlefanpire

Summary: A heartbroken Commander, betrayed by her beloved, vows to slay each and every one of her future lovers after they’ve spent their first night together. Bellamy Blake, the latest to be taken into the Commander of Death’s chambers, will try to save his life by weaving a succession of tales to the woman that lasts for one thousand and one nights.

How to Kill a Two-Headed Turkey (Rated T) [Bellamy & Octavia] by vmreed @vmreed

Summary: After everyone at camp collapses from a mysterious illness (thanks Murphy), Bellamy and Octavia are sent to hunt enough food for 100 sick teenagers. When they find themselves lost, far from camp, what else can they do but move forward? Thankfully, a kind woman took them in, but all is not as it seems. Anya’s been waiting to meet these Skaikru…

simmer, simmer, simmer (Rated M) [Bellamy x Clarke] by Pawprinter @pawprinterfanfic

Summary: When Sanctum falls to starvation, it is up to Bellamy and Clarke to find a solution. They aren’t prepared for the horrors beyond the Sanctum barrier.

So Familiar a Gleam (Rated T) [Bellamy x Clarke, Bellamy & Octavia] by Anonymous

Summary: When the dropship first lands, Bellamy is hopeful. It doesn't last. After all, the humans who were left behind, they've been on there own for a while. Things have changed. (Maleficent meets The 100 meets the author's glaring ignorance about either franchise.)

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Round 1

Character Focus: Harper McIntyre

Theme: Angst

Tropes:

Strangers to Lovers

Road Trip AU

into a cloven pine (Rated T) [Harper/Maya] by justbecauseyoubelievesomething @justbecauseyoubelievesomething

Summary: Maya starts sitting with her at meals, shrugging aside the judgmental looks of delinquents and Mountain Men alike. When Harper tries to delicately suggest that she sit somewhere else for her own good, Maya levels her with an icy glare and threatens to kick her under the table. For some reason, that makes Harper giggle and she figures that someone who makes her giggle must be alright to sit with. So, she ignores Miller’s warning head shakes and Fox’s teary-eyed frowns and she plays footsie with Maya Vie. Life is weird. She might as well just go with it.

I Need You (Like I Need a Gaping Head Wound) (Rated T) [Harper/Echo] *Graphic Depictions of Violence, Major Character Death* by kuklash @kuklash

Summary: “And that was the new track from Lou Bega: ‘Mambo No. 5’ off his new album ‘A Little Bit of Mambo’. Stay tuned for Backstreet, Britney Spears, and The Red Hot Chili Peppers comin’ at’cha in the next hour.” Harper shuts off the radio and leans back in the driver’s seat, taking her hands off the wheel and rubbing her temples. Traffic is worse than normal today, meaning she’s gonna be late. She’s already 45 minutes late getting back from lunch, meaning that Roan will probably call her into his office. That’s the last thing she needs today. Harper nearly jumps out of her skin when the passenger door opens and a tall, brunette woman vaults into the car. “WHAT THE FUCK ARE YOU D–” “Drive,” the woman says, voice barely above a whisper.

venus, planet of love was destroyed by global warming (Rated G) [Harper/Monty] by safeandsound13 @captaindaddykru

Summary: In a world tainted by darkness, Harper meets Monty.

Take back my life (Prove I’m alright) (Rated T) [Harper/Monty] by myonetruelove @justwalkedaway

Summary: Harper and Monty have been married for ten years and she is beginning to notice the cracks in their marriage. Will a road trip for a job interview be able to save their marriage?

Like dust behind the wagon (Rated T) [Harper/Monre] *Major Character Death* by teeandrainbows @teeandsnowflakes

Summary: Harper and her family were in search of a better life in Oregon when tragedy struck. She didn’t think she would ever recover, and then she met Monroe, a lone traveler looking for a ride to Fort Bridger.

you can bloom again (Rated T) [Harper/Clarke] by sapphictomaz @iexasheart

Summary: Harper’s always been a survivor. She’s survived an orphaned childhood, kidnapping, and torture. When a wave of fire stretches across the sky, she knows that she’ll survive this, too - but when she meets a girl with a smile brighter than the sun, Harper wonders if surviving alone is what she really wants.

The Hardest Thing (Rated T) [Harper/Emori] by Mobi_On_A_Mission @mobi-on-a-mission

Summary: After shooting Baylis and escaping to the woods, Emori was utterly alone. She travelled through the lands of the Coalition, stealing from anyone and everyone. All of that changed when she met the last sky girl after the Mountain Men wiped out the rest of her people. Harper had a map to a peaceful village across the sea, and Emori had nothing to lose.

Release (Rated T) [Harper/Murphy] by elle_stone @kinetic-elaboration

Summary: Her whole body is still tense, but this long habit of distrust has been formed in her, is not native to her, and his lazy, laconic air tempts her to put herself at ease. And she is curious. Behind them, the Detention Center is teeming, yet the desolation of the dim light and barren highway makes Harper feel as if they were the only two on the wide Earth. Upon being released from the Arkadia Juvenile Detention Center, Harper takes a road trip to California with an old friend, his boyfriend, and another recently released delinquent.

What the Hell is a Pulmonary Embolism? (Rated T) [Harper & Clarke/Murphy] by vmreed @vmreed

Summary: Harper McIntyre wasn’t trained for this. She was just a tour guide, how was she supposed to deal with the bus crashing in the middle of nowhere?

something more than momentary (Rated T) [Harper/Murphy] by ProbablyVoldemort @probably-voldemort

Summary: The first rule of working for the Princess Protection Program was, well, keep your princess safe no matter the cost. The second rule was don’t get attached. Agent Murphy had followed that rule to the letter for years and never had an issue. But now he’s stuck in a car for the foreseeable future with a princess and a gunshot wound, and everything he’s ever believed in just might be changing.

and the road gets tough (Rated M) [Harper/Monty] by she-who-the-river-could-not-hold @she-who-the-river-could-not-hold

Summary: It’s the end of the world and Harper McIntyre is done running. She’s done fighting against a life that relentlessly keeps pushing her down. But she has her son to worry about and she desperately wants him to have a new life and to experience it all. When they hit the road, she’s helped by a kind stranger who changes the course of things. Monty Green represents a life she wished she had been able to have, but it might still be too late.

everyone’s a different flower (Rated T) [Harper/Monty] by andthelightbulbclicks @andthelightbulbclicks

Summary: Harper McIntyre’s life on Earth has been a simple one, and she’s always been happy with that. But with a single diagnosis, her simple life is completely upended. Her best friends think that an intergalactic trip across the universe is just what she needs to get her mind off of things. Raven thinks the change in scenery will do Harper some good. Clarke thinks the girl time will help. (Harper thinks the cute space-botanist she meets might just do the trick.)

I wanna shoot the whole day down (Rated T) [Harper/Monty] *Major Character Death* by hopskipaway @hopskipaway

Summary: Tell me why I don’t like Mondays...Or Tuesdays, or Wednesdays, or any day since you left us.

Never Gonna Give You Up (Rated T) [Harper/Raven] by Shen_Gong_Oops @shen-gong-oops

Summary: Unknown: Hey, Monty guilted me into a road trip with those damned puppy dog eyes and seeing as neither of you can be in the same car, I am your road trip Uber. Name’s Raven. Harper: Rookie mistake, you never look Monty in the eyes. That’s how you lose. A road trip, huh?

Macushla (Rated T) [Harper/Monty] by the-most-beautiful-broom @the-most-beautiful-broom

Summary: Harper Noelle Margaret McIntyre, Countess of Rothes, must survive the unthinkable, when the unsinkable ship hits an iceberg in the middle of the Atlantic // aka the Titanic AU that isn’t Jack and Rose

Both (Rated T) [Harper/Monty] by the-most-beautiful-broom @the-most-beautiful-broom

Summary: “Emori doesn’t understand why I’d want to go back up.” Their backs are against the wicker, just waiting now, as the balloon floats downward. “Emori’s my sister,” Harper clarifies. “She thinks I should be scared, and just leave it behind. But if I left, if I never went up again, then everything I’ve lost would be for nothing.” It hovers in the air, like the snow, like a balloon. “All my life,” Monty says, “I’ve found certainty in science. In numbers, quantifying things. But...this has shown me. You have, I mean. There’s a beauty in the most barren of science, and my equipment and notes cannot account for it. And I thought it was science, logic, before, but now I see: the only person that could’ve taken me to the stars was you.” {a marper Aeronauts AU based heavily off the 2019 movie}

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Round 2

Character Focus: John Murphy

Theme: Dystopia

Tropes:

Partners In Crime

Bed Sharing

poison but tasty (Rated M) [Murphy & Josephine, Murphy/Emori] by safeandsound13 @captaindaddykru

Summary: In a world where genetics and individual resilience decide who gets to procreate and who doesn’t, babies are a rare breed. That’s why Murphy gets the lucrative idea to steal one, and sell it. In comes Josie, who kind of, sort of? Maybe? Has the same idea? He figures, what the hell. Might as well combine their efforts and split the profits. or, Two Psychopaths and a Baby.

even heroes have the right to dream (Rated M) [Muprhy/Emori] by justbecauseyoubelievesomething @justbecauseyoubelievesomething

Summary: He doesn’t deal with people one-on-one anymore. He works his shift at the factory. He comes home. Takes his pills. Drinks himself to sleep. He doesn’t go on road trips. Or smuggle little girls under the cover of darkness. Or make small talk with his ex.

don’t mess with the flow, oh no (stick to the status quo) (Rated T) [Murphy/Clarke] by ProbablyVoldemort @probably-voldemort

Summary: Harper and Monty tried out for the spring musical, and now everything is going to shit. Jocks think they can bake. Nerds think they can dance. Stoners think they can play cello. And Harper and Monty, Jock and Nerd respectively, think they can get callbacks for Murphy’s part. This is not what he wants. This is not what he planned. And, he’s just gotta say, he does not understand.

Good to be Back (Rated G) [Murphy/Emori] by the-most-beautiful-broom @the-most-beautiful-broom

Summary: Murphy has been out of the wet work game for years now, but when someone from the past shows up at his bar, he doesn’t think twice before diving back in.

make a wish (count to three) (Rated T) [Murphy/Emori] by teeandrainbows @teeandsnowflakes

Summary: In Alpha City, anyone who isn’t a Prime, the top tier of society, is claimed by a factory to work for a meager living at the age of 18. When Murphy is selected for the factory overseen by the mysterious Alie, he thinks life might finally be getting better…

The Taste of Hope (Rated T) [Murphy/Raven] by elle_stone @kinetic-elaboration

Summary: Murphy has lived his whole life on Factory 6, stripping the planet of its resources for the benefit of the elite ruling class on The Jewel. His existence has never been more than work, sleep, and the mindless distractions of gossip, drinking, and parties. Until he and his girlfriend, Raven, start to wonder: could there be more?

Survivor’s Move (Rated G) [Muprhy/Emori] by she_who_the_river_could_not_hold @she-who-the-river-could-not-hold

Summary: In a dying society ruled by an iron fist, it’s crucial to stay low. John Murphy has mastered that, an ex-thief doing what he can to stay out of trouble. But trouble finds him with the arrival of another ex-thief, and more importantly, his ex-girlfriend. Emori needs his help and he finds himself confronting their breakup while also trying to express to her the importance she has in his heart.

Complex Wiring (Rated T) [Murphy/Raven] by andthelightbulbclicks @andthelightbulbclicks

Summary: According to the Commonwealth of Arkadian, cyborgs have been wiped out from the nation for years, any scientists willing to do the surgeries arrested or worse. John Murphy, whose primary goal in life is to be a general nuisance to the guards in his crummy village, has no reason to believe otherwise. That is, until he unexpectedly meets a group of cyborgs in hiding who are looking for “the Cockroach” to do a job for them.

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Round 3

Character Focus: Raven Reyes

Theme: Modern

Tropes:

Superpowers

Found Family

if you choose to fly (Rated M) [Raven/Bellamy/Echo] by teeandrainbows @teeandsnowflakes

Summary: It’s always been the three of them, for as long as she can remember, and she’s happy. Bellamy kisses her forehead and Echo raises a hand to her cheek, reaching across and pressing a featherlight kiss to her lips. A week later, she finds herself missing the tranquility of the moment. or the origin story of Raven Reyes

Hands That Burn (Rated T) [Raven/Clarke] by elle_stone @kinetic-elaboration

Summary: WELCOME, reads a large banner, hung up between two poles in front of her, TO FLOUKRU RETREAT. The font on the banner matches the font on the invitation Raven received two months ago. Why she decided to attend this particular event, she cannot entirely explain, even to herself. Six ex-superheroes, and ex-best friends, meet for a weekend retreat, ready to confront their feelings and the past tragedy that tore them apart.

Into the Blue (Rated G) [Raven/Zeke] by the-most-beautiful-broom @the-most-beautiful-broom

Summary: Her name is Raven Reyes. She was bitten by a radioactive spider her senior year of college; for the last two years, she’s been the one and only Spider-Woman. She joined a band, saved her dad, couldn’t save her best friend, so now she saves everyone else. She doesn’t really do the friends thing, not since her last best friend was turned into a giant lizard and she had to kill him, but things are mostly fine, going solo. Until a kaleidoscope opens in the ceiling. She’s suddenly in Times Square, but it’s not, it’s like some Other Times Square. There’s a billboard for Cocoa Kola (what even?) and there’s a Spider-Man (typical) here, and on the Other Times Square screens, she watches Zeke die again, this time as Spider-Man. // or a zaven!into the spiderverse AU

the color of truth is gray (Rated T) [Raven/Murphy] by andthelightbulbclicks @andthelightbulbclicks

Summary: Raven’s firm beliefs on super villains have held true for as long as she can remember. And she prides herself in being a part of the Spacekru team, protecting their territory in Polis and bringing those villains to justice. But slowly, she comes to realize that maybe their super-powered world isn’t as black and white as she’s always chosen to believe. And maybe a certain villain isn’t really a villain at all. (Or: Three times Raven fights a villain, and one time she saves him.)

And It May Sound Absurd, But Don't Be Naive (Rated T) [Raven/Zeke] by Anonymous

Summary: "Yeah, well, if life were to suddenly get fair, I doubt it would happen in high school." A Sky High AU where Raven just wants to sit there and do her Mad Science homework in peace, but life has a funny habit of removing that as an option.

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Round 4

Character Focus: Luna kom Floukru

Theme: Thriller

Tropes:

Parallel Universe

Doppelgängers

Excuse me, where are the dinosaurs? (Rating M) [Luna/Raven/Roan] *Graphic Depictions of Violence* by andthelightbulbclicks @andthelightbulbclicks

Summary: Luna is living her life on the island of Floukru with two goals in mind. 1. Keep her animal rescue up and running. 2. (Somehow) turn her relationship with her two roommates into a romantic one. When the three of them find themselves on a very different version of Floukru where living, breathing dinosaurs still exist, she supposes she should add two more to the list: 3. Avoid the psychopaths who inexplicably look exactly like them. 4. Make sure no one gets eaten by a T-Rex.

we cross our bridges and burn them behind us (Rating T) [Luna/Lincoln] by the-most-beautiful-broom @the-most-beautiful-broom

Summary: When SHRDR powers up and tears a hole in the world, Luna watches Lincoln die. Three years later, he steps out of thin air and asks for her help. So yeah, that's how her day is going. It's fine. Everything is fine.

Promise (Rated M) [Lincoln & Luna] *Graphic Depictions Of Violence Major Character Death* by teeandrainbows @teeandsnowflakes

Summary: During the Conclave, Luna and Octavia find themselves in another version of Polis where vampires have been terrorizing what's left of humanity.

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anonymouslyworded · 4 years ago

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#BLM POST, IF YOU DONT AGREE READ ANYWAY. THANK YOU.

I do not regularly address my followers directly, post often or get much response.

That's fine. I dont stress with that much. This is a blog for my personal expression.

What I am currently stressing is what is happening within our world. I feel the need to address this. I feel the need to express this.

Some of us as a human race have failed our fellow human. This is not okay. This is not a drill .

I will not address one name. I will acknowledge every single individual and their families. The people who love them and the people that they were.

NOT A SINGLE ONE OF YOUR DEATHS HAS BEEN JUSTIFIED AND I CAN ONLY HOPE WITH EVERYTHING YOU CAN ALL REST PEACEFULLY.

"They" are not just black people. We are all human and we ALL deserve the respect as such.

Different skin colors, different genders, immigrants, women, LGBTQA.

Everyone who is human. Aka all of us. (But right now, our fellow human with more beautiful melanin then us need all our voices)

I could get in to this and go on all day, and if you want me to be completely honest, no I don't think the riots and the destruction are okay.

Unfortunately and understandable so somewhat, these un-peaceful protests are what is gaining the attention by the media. They are the main thing putting the #BLACKLIVESMATTER movement on our TV and phone screens.

This is also NOT OKAY and NOT RIGHT. Not when there are SO MANY beautiful, peaceful and moving protests taking place.

The peaceful protests are where this movement started currently, this is where our attention should be. This is where the news cameras should be pointed.

THE NEWS IS WHERE THE PEOPLE WHO ARE RAISING THE NEXT GENERATION, THE OLDER PEOPLE WHO GREW UP NOT BEING TAUGHT ANY DIFFERENT, THIS IS WHERE THEY ARE WATCHING.

EDUCATION IS KEY TO FINDING SUCCESS IN CHANGE. EDUCATE THE PEOPLE WHO KNOW NO BETTER.

Start the conversations that are awkward and uncomfortable for some. One day they shouldn't be.

Tragic things have happened and we as the people have come together to correct the wrong. Together.

- VOTE VOTE VOTE -

Get the people in office who are allowing these things to slide under the rug OUT. We are the only people who can change our government leaders and the first step to doing that is stepping up to the vote in your area. Find the dates for your state. (Or if youre not in the USA, im not sure how other place work totally BUT GET YOU COUNTRY LEADERS ATTENTION)

-CONTINUE PEACEFUL PROTEST-

STOP storming the streets of your fellow neighbor trying to do good with you.

STOP destroying small businesses that KEEP OUR COMMUNITIES RUNNING!!!! These people are the heart of our cities and towns, they have a large sway with their following. If they don't agree with your values, don't shop there or find a way to help educate.

Bring this to our CAPITOLS our MAYORS OFFICES our LOCAL COURT HOUSES. These are the people who can do something.

BE SAFE WHILE PROTESTING!!!

Wear protective clothing, nothing loose that can be grabbed, no contacts for multiple reasons!!! Lots of water for drinking, staying cool as weather is getting warmer and good face rinse. Comfy sneakers, FACE MASKS!!! (We're still in a pandemic too)

If youre in an area where protests are becoming riots, cardboard under clothes helps take the blow of people and rubber bullets, goggles for tear gas and contacts hold on to the chemicals in them.

I can only hope and pray and plead this safety information will be useless to all of you.

ALSO do your research on this. As someone who has never been to a protest personally, find all the ways you can to stay safe, these are just some of the things I've seen.

-DONATE-

If you can of course, you can type just about anything to do with donating to the Black Loves Matter movement and good resources will pop up for you.

-RECORD RECORD RECORD-

This is a good way to have proof of things and to keep yourself safe. Be mindful when recording as to not get anything identifiable of yourself or anyone and if you can post under an anonymous name so it cant be tracked back.

To be honest as someone who is not near protests, has no cable or internet besides a cell phone, I have no clue what's going on out there to some extant and in research recording protests IS controversial. BUT I can follow the news all i want but I have no clue what to believe there so i find a lot of videos from the actual people on the front lines of this. I find these are more informative, unfiltered and true in showing the sides and stories of the people (protesters and uniformed) who are right on the front lines of this.

Sadly the news has a way of showing you what they want. I want truth. The good, bad and ugly. The things that need to be in history books.

I have witnessed that bad bunch of people in the protest start rioting.

I have seen police initiate the rioting.

I have seen police get pulled of their patrol cars and half beaten to death.

I have seen police charge on 100% peaceful protests.

As someone who is not sure how to speak out or be the right voice (as well as someone who has had officers within immediate family, as someone who has a friend who's like family in jail who wouldn't be there if he was white) this has been difficult to navigate and advocate.

My difficulties are different than half of our population. I am a young white women. I am learning my privilege and how to use it to help others.

I stand with my fellow man and i stand with the officers that want things to be better. The officers that get in the way of injustice and the peaceful protesters who wont stop being peaceful until we get our way.

Thank you to both groups of you. We see you, your movement is beautiful and you are beautiful.

And to the officers who believe in this violence, go find a job where someone else can put their knee to your neck until you cant breath to see how you like it. Go stand in the corner, damn you, get a new job cause youre shit.

And to the officers who are standing and kneeling with us with no photo-op, we appreciate you. Thank you, its a new found respect both ways.

To the people rioting, get out. Youre not at all here for the right reasons, youre making the peaceful protests look bad. Really not the point here.

To the peaceful protesters, thank you. Youre beautiful and youre doing a great job. Keep it up. We're closer then we've ever been before even if it is only a couple steps at a time.

If I have anything wrong or that needs to be added, or that I need to be educated on tell me. Inform me. Us who aren't totally sure how to help, help us make your voice louder.

We are the change we wish to see and i would love to see it before this whole world just goes to shit. Thank you.

#blm #blacklivesmatter #protest #educate #be safe #george floyd #breonnataylor #michael brown #sandra bland #justice for all #justice #vote #donate

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honeyfelix · 5 years ago

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HHHH my beautiful angel! I can't express how HAPPY it makes me seeing you here! You don't need to thank me and definitely don't need to say anything! It honestly makes me happy that I am able to at least bright up your days the tiniest bit. All I need in rerurn is you to stay. Always remember you can and should stay. Stay on earth because we need you. I will always, ALWAYS be here. And I will always remember you too, ok? and am not the only one! I can assure you that! ~☆

Also don't call yourself trash >:( Being able to overcome your demons, WANTING to, and fighting to make it ARE things to celebrate and feel proud of. Even the smallest victories are victories and we should not overlook them. I am so proud of you for trying to better yourself because it means that you actually DO care for YOU and all I want is for you to be ok. You deserve all the love in the whole ass world ok? In the whole GALAXY even. ~☆

You shine brighter than any star in the universe and I would LOVE for you to believe that. You didn't have to do anything for me to care more than being yourself. I am a believer in the universe, I believe in willpower and karma and I believe in balance. I believe our story is already written but I also believe we have the free will to pick and choose how we're going to reach our finale. I believe in the stars and the planets and I definitely completely blindly believe in you. ~☆

YOU own your world and I want you to learn how to rule it. I want you to understand that YOU are a world and therefore you're UNIQUE and NECESSARY to keep the balance. YOU. ARE. SO. IMPORTANT. AND YOU. ARE. SO. WORTHY. And I don't EVER wanna hear you say otherwise again. I love you so much and I promise you I'll get you to love yourself just as much ~☆

careful my star .... or i’m gonna fall in love with you .... i wish i was kidding hahaha i’m so prone to falling hard as soon is someone is nice to me but tbh you my baby are on another LEVEL !! i will never until the day i die understand why you chose ME (and i dont mean to be self-deprecating but i am literally the most average) but i am eternally grateful ???!?!

there’s so much kindness in here it’s overwhelming but i guess let me go one by one even though my head is swimming i don’t even know how to process all this love bc idk i’ve just never had this before ??

1. not to be dramatic but i almost started sobbing at work at your insistence that i can and should stay ... i dont like to talk about s**c*d* on here bc i dont want to put people through undue worry or look like i’m fishing for reassurance or affection idk. so thank you. more than i can ever say and nothing i can try to say to express how grateful and moved i am feels like enough. you don’t have to remember me but you do and that’s a gift i’ll never be able to repay

2. i never thought about it but i think you’re right that an attempt to even want to be better does mean that i don’t entirely hate myself and haven’t 100% given up. i’ve def felt that way before and i feel that way often. i stop trying to make change bc i don’t believe it’s possible or that i deserve it. even as i say that i know that on some level i do still feel that that way. but on a good day (like today) i do actually want better for myself. iknow it sounds crazy but sometimes that feels so selfish ... to not want to d*e.... i can’t explain it . i know you always say the contrary but i promise u i do not deserve this love. at least not in the incredible volume with which u give it. u r an unbelievable person u truly are. bc any day you could say mm that’s enough i’ll ghost her, i don’t even know her. but you don’t, and you choose to care for and love me anyway, and that’s a level of kindness i will never know and be able to provide. i hope someone is telling you how special you are. and if not HERE IT IS!

3. I AM TELLING YOU PLEASE STOP BEFORE I FALL IN LOVE WITH YOU. “ I believe our story is already written but I also believe we have the free will to pick and choose how we're going to reach our finale. I believe in the stars and the planets and I definitely completely blindly believe in you.” .... i think you might be magic. you simply can’t be real .... i feel like you’re just a fantasy or a figment of my imagination and like i’m floating ???

4. ooh yep i definitely just started crying. “ YOU own your world and I want you to learn how to rule it. .... I love you so much and I promise you I'll get you to love yourself just as much.” babe i always say i dont deserve you but ummm i genuinely dont think anyone does. u dont have to love me and idk why u do i rly dont understand it at all bc all i do is write smut and complain and beg to be slapped haha i’m annoying as fuck there’s literally nothing to love (i know you hate that so i swear i’ll stop saying it after this) but on the most honest level i know ur anonymous but u do make me feel like i matter a little bit and for a minute that silences the voices that tell me the opposite. i am so grateful for ur love and although i cant name a thing about myself that i love (or even just like), for a moment u make me feel like there’s something there that i’ll find someday. and that’s more than i’ve ever had. and for that, and for who you are, and for your incredible heart, i love you

#pls pls pls dont make me fall in love with u #dont make me need u im too weak for that #im too tired haha #⭐️#ask

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anathemanonymous · 4 years ago

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Spilling it in the first person: truths I need to accept

Well, it's not going well. I feel like I am not moving forward,but backward. I held myself back by trying to do the right thing.

I gave you the whole house in trade for my freedom. There was no end date on the agreement. It simply stated you would get the property and all the responsibility of the associated bills. It also stated you would agree to hold me harmless.

Well, that didnt happen.

I'm still stuck 4 years after leaving. The attorney told me not to pay off the foreclosure but I did. Twice. I stopped the process of filing contempt in August. She was livid. She offered me the option to have you removed from the house and I could keep it. Well, I had just signed the apt lease. A one year contract. How was I supposed to afford two house payments? I didn't want that responsibility. I left the house to prove I wasnt married to this man for the money. He refused to leave. So I did.

Both our names remain on the title. Bank cant take me off. You refuse to sell. You cannot afford to refinance.

What are you trying to do here?

As I am being held in place by obligation you insist upon complaining about how it is my fault that you are suffering. How you are refusing to cooperate. Refuse to work or pay bills. Refuse to accept that I left. Refuse to reach out or grow in healthy ways. Refuse to stop drinking or doing drugs. Refuse to try to improve our shitty relationship. Refuse to reach out to your own child. Refuse to sell the house. Refuse to clean it. Trick me into calling off the attorney at the last foreclosure: you say you will pay me back the $5500 and we can fix up the house. I tell you how uneasy I feel about this deal. You tell me to trust you.

I clean and clean on my days off work and you sit and ridicule and drink. You tell me it's no rush. You literally have no money to fix it up. I have gone round and around with Fred at the agency to get him to agree to put the house on the market and how we need to sell to a qualified buyer. How to ensure no consequences from this home being doomed. How to do the right thing. How to honor the promises to the agency and to the bank. Its ridiculous how often I've triaged with your mother. How many phone calls and notes kept on the research of creating a plan to salvage the property and you.

And you. I have given you money. I have paid your debts. I have taken you to the doctor. I set you up for evaluation of ADHD. You cry about your health. You cant get off the couch. You cry about being broke, depressed with no reason to live. When I speak to you, you continue to put me down, to accuse me of never caring. You accuse me of malicious crimes against you for the past 16 years. You claim I just used you. My entire life was built around supporting you. You accuse me of going against you deliberately. You blame for your behaviors of rude comments and refusals to cooperate or participate in anything related to parenting or household chores or budgeting or my feelings. I was threatened by your recklessness. I was doomed to being overly responsible but got nothing but contempt in return.

There wasn't peace. There wasnt love. No support. Constant arguments and blow ups. Constant strife. Constant pain. Carrying your weight twice my size. Trying to rape me. Trying to negate me. Trying to minimize me. Criticizing every fucking thing I did or said or believed. Faking it in front of your friends and parents. Giving nothing but expecting me to provide for your every need on a whim. Needing help with your business books, spending hours only to be discredited and rejected. You put your shit first. You blocked my path with your messiness. You left it all up to me but gave me no credit, no control and no power. Then accuse me of doing the same to you. You ridiculed my hobbies, my goals, my dreams. You chose your friends over me. You drank to the point of black out every day. You stopped working. Your buisness partner abandoned you even after he stole from the business account, you kept him around. You kept giving him your share of our household bills instead of pay our bills. So I paid. You stole my tax returns for years. You were rude and inconsiderate toward how any of your shitty choices affected me and our family. You have withheld love and given only pain. You ignored my feelings and needs. And now you complain and claim to suffer worse than me?

What about me??

To top it off: after moving out and returning on a regular basis to check in with you even as you deliberately were harming me financially and emotionally...I get hate when I remove the loaded guns in the house bc you're suicidal from all the drugs and no sleep and not eating and not working and I worry and I feel sorry and I want to keep things normal so I see the mess and try not to do the cleaning, the yardwork.

I play with the dogs and feed them and you always leave when I arrive ...or start an argument until you chase me away.

After 4 years of being ridiculed and blamed....instead of being heard and validated.

I have to actually accept that you are openly and intentionally holding me hostage financially and emotionally. You admit it on text. Your mother claims you were just drinking and you didnt mean it. What will it take to justify my actions?

Its been 4 years of waiting on pins and needles. Of not breathing. Or being stuck. Not to mention the 7 years before I left the house. Trying to fix things.

Looking back, I've never received emotional support from you. Other than to stay away from my family.

I have a hard time accepting the fact that you didn't improve yourself when I left. You got worse. You stopped trying long before I left. And I hoped you would recognize how awful you'd become. I was risking a chance that you would change into a responsible adult. Learn to care for me in real ways. Appreciate me, quite frankly. I was looking for appreciation. Recognition. Acceptance. Acknowledgement. The elements of love.

I left because there was no love.

It was the right thing to do.

Unhealthy relationships are meant to fall apart.

Blame me or blame you. It doesn't matter. It takes two to have a relationship. It becomes one sided.

Wait. It was always one sided. I wanted to believe it was a mutual relationship. I dreamed it. I created the illusion of it. But it could not be felt. Bc it was a mirage. It only looked like something real. It felt empty. Like a shell. Like a home without a foundation. Ready to fall apart like a Hollywood studio prop.

I was lying to myself the whole time.

The only way out now is to tell the truth. To let shit fall apart by not adding to it. To stop putting in.

But it feels wrong to let my house go into foreclosure. It feels wrong to file with a lawyer. It feels so wrong to do nothing to help, on purpose. Yet it is the right way. Right? This world is absolutely ridiculous. Just fucking back breaking and disheartening. People are so viscous. Banks and lawyers. Without hearts. Empty motherfucking shells of humans.

I knew the truth but didn't want to face it. Denial is so powerful. It can change the way you see things. Or exclude what you do not want to see. Or feel.

I wanted to believe love could make my dream come true, become real. Make me real.

All the proof was in your actions. Fighting me every step of the way. Calling me crazy. You're right. It is crazy to live that way. I agree.

So if it's TRUE : then I have to accept the reality that you don't care about me. Either you cant, or you are just unwilling. You say you love me. But what does love mean? It seems you only care that I care for you. How much I can give and prove that I care. Prove by sacrificing my needs, time, money, energy.

Every fiber of my being is going against the fact that the only way out of this situation is divorce and foreclosure of my home. Abandoning you. Why does it feel unethical and immoral? Huge conflict within.

I tried to help you and to salvage my credit, I have spent over $15,000 to bail it out . ..because I'd already put so much into it that I want to keep on the same path. I dont want a different anonymous path. I want to stay where its familiar. But then again, why? I've never been happy on this path. From experience, moving on does not guarantee happiness either.

I'm standing my ground. I'm honoring my values of integrity and refusing to tolerate abuse and nonsense.

But yes it's hard to move on bc I am ever-wanting to keep convincing myself and the world ...proof of how mature and dedicated I am, of my own goodness, my own kindness, my own value.

If my value rests on a successful career in marriage then I have discredited myself. I have failed to be a quality product. Yikes.

..because I hid behind it, and I'd do anything to keep up the facade. I am afraid to be seen as alone, maybe. I am afraid to stand up against the abuse bc it means I have failed. That I am faulty. Not worthy. Maybe I asked for it. Or deserve it.

Shame is a terrible feeling.

By the virtue of which I choose to honor, I thereby become less valuable. I protected your reputation. I kept silent. I protected my own reputation as well. Now I am throwing it out the window. Breaking a promise to myself to never do that again. Yes, I have experienced this all before. Many times. Throughout my lifetime. I had to destroy my own identity.

Because I could pretend I belonged. I could pretend I had a healthy relationship and family. But the sacrifice was too much. And I was so off-balance. I was shut off. Closed down. Depressed. Sick.

You refused to lie for me. So I left. We dont have to keep pretending to play house. Maybe that disappointed me. You want to play cops and robbers. I refused. Lol. Whatever.

And maybe the ultimate cage I try to break free from is being forced to stay small, a repeating pattern from throughout my entire childhood. It is the shame I carry. The unworthy nature of my wounded inner child.

When confronted with opening up I remain skeptical and scared. I beat myself up. I feel rejected, disillusioned, hurt, betrayed, and I am ashamed of showing that I am being harmed. I am am afraid to speak up. When I do, I get shut down by you, your family, my attorney, the court, society.

This triple whammy has knocked me off my feet every time I try to stand up. I feel insulted by the slights of neighbors, the sounds of the outside world. I speak up against emotional manipulation and I feel the feather of rejection like a sledgehammer.

... I am accused of being crazy. I post on social media. I get very little support. The message I'm receiving is: your perception is inaccurate, we all have a human right to happiness and respect but you should be ashamed of exposing yourself like that. It makes you look vulnerable, it tarnishes our code of taboo subjects, think about your reputation, bc we as a society are not comfortable with displays of vulnerability. Call a hotline or something.

You know what? I dont need a fucking hotline. My counselor didnt even recognize me during our last phone session. Fuck this system. I'm on my own. And if I have to become more viscous and bitter to fit in, I prefer to stand alone.

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amoristt · 7 years ago

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Watching Angels II | Nathan x Reader

disclaimer: i know nathan is not a good person. i am not putting a blanket over his actions in this fic. i, the writer, understand he’s not an innocent character and has made many terrible choices. im just answering people’s requests, please dont put me under the fire for it.

thank you.

Anonymous asked: Could you write the 2nd part of Watching Angels? It's amazing + From the Drabble list... Could you write Fluff 5 for Nathan? :D

sorry this one turned out so much shorter than the rest! for some reason i had an issue writing it... i hope you guys enjoy regardless <3 the preview looks kinda bad but i swear this is some sort of fluff!

reblogs + tags and replies will make my entire day as i put a lot of effort into this!

story continues beneath the read more. let me know if you can’t access it!

Warning: language

Nathan’s phone shattered the second it hit the ground, and you watched in silence. He was fuming now, shoulders squared, jaw tensed, hands balled tight into fists. Though you weren’t yet sure what had happened you could guess what it was: his father. Normally you’d refuse to be around someone who’s entire personality could shift in just seconds but with Nathan it was different. He had no grip on his anger and you knew this, but he did too, because when you took a step back he saw the uncertainty in your expression and instead of punching a wall like he so obviously wanted to he roughly sat down on the futon across from his bed. He gripped at his hair and seethed, body nearly quaking in anger.

“Nathan,” You called, voice soft and hesitant. It felt like just a second ago you were both laughing. “Was it your da-”

“Yeah.” He interrupted you. He covered his face with his hands and you could hear him trying to manage his breathing. That’s good, learn to control yourself. You moved to sit on the bed across from him, leaning forward and trying to see any expression you could make out beneath his thin fingers.

“What happened?” You asked. He just shook his head, and you knew he’d rather not talk about it. At this point, though you didn’t even need to know. His father probably bitched at him for getting into trouble, had his sister work as some sort of pacifier to try and get him back inline, and it had backfired.

My entire fucking family hates me, he’d once screamed at you. Kristine thinks dads just some big bully, she doesn’t fucking get it! No one does!

But, you did. Of course you didn’t know every last dark ‘Prescott’ secret, but you’d known enough. You knew his sister was just trying her best to help Nathan, make him feel less traumatized than he was, but in turn it never worked. She talked to him like she was talking to a child who’d gotten into an argument with a friend, but Nathan wasn’t a child, and Sean most certain was not a friend.

Sometimes it made you upset how he was treated. Nathan was troubled, and he needed help, but he wasn’t… Evil. He had his moments, yes, where you’d wonder if there were sides to him that you’d never known but he’d always come back to you, apologize. He was such an angry soul but along with all the hate there was good, he just needed the right person to bring it out. There were so many people that would use Nathan for bad just because he was easy, because he was always looking for some sort of validation, and it was a scary thought to realize that.

“No one understands.” Nathan said into his hands. “Everyone hates me.”

Your brows knit in worry, and before you could stop yourself you were up and bounding for the futon. It would have been easy for him to shove you away, yell at you to get out, but he grew quiet as you sat down beside him. When you ran your hands from his shoulders, down to the small of his back, he leaned to the side against you. It was a great improvement when you compared it to the times he’d refused any help from you. He said it was because he didn’t need anyone’s help, especially not from you, but you knew it was all a ruse. He hated being seen as weak, so you learned to not take his fury-induced words personally.

“I don’t hate you,” You murmured. “I could never hate you.”

“You could,” He argued, though it was a losing war. He was already giving up. “You will.”

“I won’t.” Softly you made circles at the small of his back, watching him carefully. From the minute Nathan had picked up the phone you knew this was coming. It was jarring to see him stand up and whip his phone at the floor, and it was even scarier to see the screen break apart at the blunt force, but you stayed, and you waited for this moment. In his bouts of anger there was always this moment.

It was small and quick, barely there if you blinked twice, but you’d learned to harbor the few seconds when he’d lean against you. Sometimes he would just sit there in silence, and sometimes… Sometimes he would cry. And then you would cry, and you would tell him one day this would all be over, and it would just be the two of you with the big open world. He’d nod, wipe his eyes in frustration, and say he knew, but in some ways you knew these things were just… words.

You wanted nothing more than to ditch Arcadia Bay, and ever since you’d brought it up with him it was a constant thought, but deep in your heart you knew you would likely be tied to Arcadia Bay forever. Plus, even after everything, Nathan still seeked the approval of his father. He could yell, curse, break things and swear up and down that he hated his father's guts, wanted nothing but to break away from the Prescott name, but in the end you knew he wanted to do right by his father. It saddened you to think about how he was chained like that, stuck between hating his father and needing to live up to his expectations. It fucked him up beyond belief.

So, for now, the only thing shoved into a suitcase was the thoughts and plans of leaving the city. You’d leave a note attached to the zipper that read, “For the future”, and you’d shove it into the back of your mind.

Your eyes found their way to the floor, catching on his broken phone. The first time you saw him destroy his cellphone you were worried you wouldn't be able to call or message him anymore, and then it turned out the next day he’d gotten a brand new one. After that you lost count of how many he went through.

“Can we go?” Nathan suddenly spoke, and you looked at the digital clock by the wall. The dorms would be locking up soon but you nodded anyways.

“Yeah,” You said. “Where do you wanna’ go?” Nathan shrugged, and you leaned your head back in thought. “Beach?”

Even though it was cold out, summer still being months away, he agreed.

When you stood up he followed, rolling his shoulders and taking in a much needed deep breath. He inspected the broken phone on the floor and you were scared for a second he would get mad all over again, but instead of restarting his cycle he just shook his head in irritation and grabbed his varsity jacket from the top of his bed. You in turn leaned down, grabbed your shoes and slipped them on before throwing on a light jacket.

Outside was much colder than you’d initially thought it would have been. Your breath was visible every time you breathed out, and even though there was no snow on the ground there was some soft frost lining over the grass. As much as you hated goosebumps and shivering, you were grateful that this was the worst winters could be in Arcadia Bay. You’d rather have this than 3 feet of snow and icy roads.

You tried to maintain yourself in front of Nathan, fingers subconsciously gripping your forearms as you fought the urge to shake. Nathan would give you his jacket rather you’d want it or not if he found out you were cold, and even though you did like wearing it you’d rather he kept it for himself today.

The thought made you smile, though. Big bad Nathan Prescott would totally give you his only jacket in order to make sure that you were feeling okay. People would go nuts if they’d learned that little tidbit, but then again maybe they wouldn’t. They’d ignore anything that could potentially make Nathan seem like he was human.

“Ugh, he’s only doing that because ‘he's got possessive issues,” someone would say. “Yeah, he’s a total freak.” Another would add. You frowned bitterly at knowing how some people treated him.

“What is it?” Nathan suddenly asked, pulling you out of your thoughts. His hands were shoved into his pockets and he was looking down at you, probably wondering why you were looking so crossed for no apparent reason.

You shook your head. “Nothing, I’m just thinking.”

“Whatever you say.”

As he turned his gaze back down the ground, you looked up at him. He obviously wasn’t nearly as upset as he had previously been, but there was still something swimming beneath his skin. You could see it in the way he didn’t shiver in the cold like he normally did. He hated colder temperatures, and whenever it was even slightly chillier out he’d shake even with the aid of his jacket. This time, however, he didn’t, which led you believe his mind was still racing with whatever his father had said to him earlier. How could he think about how cold he was when he was remembering his father's shitty words?

Worried, you wondered if you should try to hold his hand, remind him that you’re there for him. When you two were alone he wasn’t against it, but maybe right now wasn’t the best time. He scared you, but not in a frightening way. You weren’t scared of what he could do to you, no, you were scared of what he could do to himself. Should he blow up at you, cross some sort of line you’d made in the imaginary sand, he’d always mellow out at some point and try to make it up to you. However when it came to himself he owed no apologies. He liked to pretend nothing could cut him, that words were only sticks and stones that would bounce clean off, but you knew better. You knew better than anyone else that words could fuck him up just as easily as a fist could, but those marks were much harder to see than bruises.

He was so reckless with himself, doing all these drugs, getting into trouble. He didn’t care whatsoever what happened to him and it worried you so bad. At one point you’d accidentally started an argument about it with him- and even though you hated fights it turned out pushing your relationship further than it was before.

You can’t do this to yourself, you’d cried at him, and when he asked why you said, It’s not fair to me.

You told him it scared you. You told him with tears in your eyes, a shaky voice, and tight fists that you loved him so much and you couldn’t handle the thought of one day learning you were found dead in some ditch.

It was in that moment that Nathan learned someone loved him, and he had no idea how to handle it.

At first he was pissed. He stormed away and for the first time you almost gave into your anger and put a hole in your wall.

But then, hours later and without a word, he came back. He pressed you to your mattress and told you he was sorry, and you believed every word.

He’d gotten just a little bitter after that entire ordeal. Finally he started answering you when you called, and along with that he stopped turning his back on you when you tried to help him. It was a hard journey to where you were now but you earned it, and you were going to keep it.

Arriving at the beach and finding a spot in front of the coast, you two sat beside each other but kept some sort of distance. You didn’t force yourself closer, knowing that at first he needed space before gradually making his way closer to you. Even though you wanted nothing more than to grab him, hold him close, you taught yourself to wait. Being patient with him was rewarding.

Thanks to the shorter days the moon was well out by the time he started scooting closer to you. The stars were beautiful, as was the ocean, and feeling his fingers tentatively tug at your arms made it all the better. He found a spot right behind you, holding your back to his chest as his arms wrapped around your waist. He would only cuddle you in the dark but that was okay, you’d accept it. However, outside in the cold, you forgot to stop yourself from shivering when a gust of wind cut through you. Without a word Nathan pulled back for a moment and you sighed knowingly, already about to argue with him to keep his jacket on, but he took it off too quickly and shoved it over the top of your shoulders like a makeshift blanket.

“And they say romance is dead.” You mumbled to yourself in defeat, slumping your shoulders but tugging it closer to you nonetheless. Finally you stopped shivering.

“Be quiet,” He breathed, finding his way back against you. “Are you warm enough?”

A smile found it’s way to your lips. If you ever happened to tell anyone that Nathan, the dangerous, asshole-rich-kid gave you the jacket off his back, affectionately asking if you were warm enough, they’d laugh at you. Even you yourself would have been shaking your head in disbelief at the scene, but now you’d learned enough about him to know that even though he was an asshole he still had some good in him. It all came back around to people not knowing who he truly was, but you stopped yourself from thinking about it all before you got angry again. Right now you were safe with Nathan, and so you were more than content.

“Are you feeling better?” you asked softly. Nathan shrugged behind you, and you bit at your cheek, daring to take a leap. “You know.. You shouldn’t care what he thinks.”

Nathan bristled against you and you almost groaned at your own stupidity. Way to ruin a nice moment.

“I don't.” He managed quietly, but you knew better.

“Nathan I’m serious. If he doesn’t care enough to get to know you then you shouldn’t care enough t-”

“I said I don’t fucking care what he thinks.” He snapped, and you went silent. You heard him give a deep breath before speaking, quieter this time, taking the time to sound calmer. “I don’t care. Not anymore.”

You watched the moon. “What changed your mind?”

His chin rested atop your head, and when no answer came you smiled.

When his anger subsided Nathan was always a tired soul. In the heat of the moment he had enough power to bend the world around him it felt like, and despite knowing him you sometimes feared you would get in the crossfires of his meltdowns. But, it never stopped you. You’d step right into his hurricane, mollify him, ease him into a softer state of mind. It took so much out of him mentally and physically, and often when his fire faded from the edges you could see how burnt out he was. He was a melting candle that hid behind an impressive flame, and in order to stop him from completely falling to pieces you had to douse it.

This, sitting with him at the beach as though it was summer all over again, is how you doused him. The sand was soft beneath your legs, fingers drifting through the particles that fell atop one another. Neither of you cared that sand would be stuck in your clothes for the rest of the evening. Sitting with him, watching the stars and the slowly pulling tide... Sand didn’t matter.

You looked out to the dark horizon, finding where the water met the sky. Under the moonlight, resting atop buoys, you noticed two ducks perched side by side. You smiled.

“Those birds,.” You started, blinking slowly at the scene in front of you, “They’re us.”

Nathan breathed a laugh and you imagined him rolling his eyes. “Shut up.” He said.

“Wouldn’t it be nice, though?” You ran your fingers through the sand again, sighing. “Not having to worry about anything, just kinda relaxing together.”

For a moment Nathan was quiet, then he spoke again. “Remember what you said, the whole ‘we could run away after Blackwell’ thing?”

His voice was strangely fragile and you swallowed, nodding. “Yeah?”

There was another pause.

“Let’s do it.”

You didn’t turn to look up at him, staring forward at the seemingly endless ocean. In the silence his arms came to wrap tighter around you, squeezing you to him, and you felt your heart pick up. You were so entirely afraid, your stomach was churning, anxiety holding you tight. But, your fingers came up, held gently on his bony arms. Everything seemed to come to a stop, as if the world had ceased turning. The coast didn’t even seem to be moving anymore. The entire world teetered on the edge, waiting for your fateful answer, but Nathan already knew what it was. You said it anyways.

“Okay.”

Beneath the moonlight, the ducks flew away.

#life is strange #nathan prescott #nathan prescott x reader #imaginefictionals #LIS

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heartsoftruth · 7 years ago

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if he moves, how do i talk myself into supporting a club i explicitly dont like and now despise because of the dirty and corrupt way they are taking away neymar from the club i love? how can i cheer and root for him while hating the club he plays for?

That’s what I also been thinking about…

Let’s just wait and see what happens and try to push these thoughts away… Tho I also have them…

Anonymous said:idk why barca even let him go to china and record stuff for the team when he’s about to do his medical for psg the day after…

Anonymous said:NEYMAR IS LEAVING GUYS THIS TIME IT IS MORE THAN OFFICIAL !!!

Anonymous said:Al Khelaifi (PSG president): “Negotiations for Neymar are going well. I’m very confident.” So yeah that’s that

Anonymous said:Neymar going for a medical with PSG??? I’m sorry did I miss something when was this confirmed??? Last time I checked we are still awaiting his decision!!! Stupid Barca App

Nothing is official. Let’s hope he isn’t, but tomorrow and Wednesday gonna be crucial…

There’s also rumors Pai told Barca he doesn’t know what to do yet…

Anonymous said:those ney shirtless videos i mean can he stop being so hot .. i just need to jump on him and start kissing him and beg him dont leave ney dont leave bae plzzzzzzzzzz

Deffo way to many hot videos from today

nonymous said:meanwhile, Neymar out there today still following brumar pages and liking brumar quotes about his great love no one understands, jesus!! what a 14 year old! I don’t wanna insult anyone but I’m starting to think this guy is not the brightest in the bunch….

Probably bc she opened her mouth about them in an interview… All of a sudden I also saw many Brumar things on the suggested page by INsta xD

Anonymous said:Next thing you know PSG are also buying Gabriel Jesus and Countinho and the rest of the Brazilian starting team 😂

Let them leave my baby Gabi with Pep!!!

Anonymous said:Neymar looks very good in Barcelona’s shirt❗❗❗❗❗❗❗just in Barcelona shirt .

Real Talk!!!!

Anonymous said:I seriously cannot understand how Dani thinks it’s “brave” for Neymar to leave Barca. It’s stupid to leave the best club in the world, not brave. What would be brave is to stay and face all the fans he has disappointed!

Dani only says that bc he wants Ney to come. He can stfu.

Anonymous said:Who is that Amanda girl Marcelo and Ney were having a photo with??

Some YouTuber apparently

Anonymous said:velvarde said some positive things about neymar, that he has some hope that neymar will stay.

Let’s hope so. I hope he makes the right decision: stay!

Anonymous said:Omg i know you’re not neymar i just wrote what i think because this whole thing makes me so aggressive we all don’t know what is 100% true and what not

Oh ok! hahah. Since you addressed it to Neymar I thought you thought I was him hahah. (That happens sometimes so thats why haha).

Anonymous said:neymar signed the contract at barca knowing about leo’s role there. he should take some notes and realise leo worked and earned his way up to his position. now when the first offer of so much money comes along he takes it because he can be a team leader? no a true leader climbs his way up to the top, and earns his way. he has iniesta as a captain and an influence, if he didn’t learn anything from them or the team, can’t say i wouldn’t be hugely disappointed because i will be. let’s just see :/Maybe he sees that Leo is gonna be a leader for so long stlll and wants to be that too, but knows he won’t be at Barca for a while… I mean I could understand if he went to another team for that growth, but not P$G… That’s just a stupid decision. Anonymous said:Feels like Suarez and Messi were angry against Neymar yesterday… kind of disappointed with this, I expected them to be closer especially if it was Ney’s last match. Note (before people misunderstand my ask) : i’m not throwing shade at Messi and suarez

Didnt quite get that vibe, but maybe that’s just me :)

@msn-forever said:Hi! Will Neymar really do that China thing? Or wasn’t it cancelled? Please do still post about him even if he’s a …u know player! I would hate to see him leave, only the thought about it is killing me, but I could never stop loving him! So please post about Barcelona and Neymar, whatever will happen. I also don’t know what to do about my name MSN-FOREVER…if the N wd get lost…😢😢😢

Hi, sorry for the late reply, but as you’ve seen Ney really did the China promo thing. (He also confirmed it on one of his INsta pages he was gonna go).

Let’s hope he stays. There is still a small chance…

Anonymous said:Neymar is an example of modern footballer love the work not ur company. He loves futbol he hasn’t attached any extra sentiments to the club. It’s just how it is. He is practical that’s it. Something leo messi isn’t if he was he wouldn’t stay at one club his lifetime given his quality once in a lifetime footballer he should’ve actually gone to different leagues&hence increase his brand value show he can do it anywhere which we know he can but still actually doing it makes a difference

I love players with club love. Love it. Since it’s so rare these day. I love how Luis still talks about Ajax with love. It’s the same here as an Ajax-fan we would welcome Luis with open arms again.

Nothing wrong with club love and staying where you were made into a champ. Leo started at a top club and he made it to the top and still is the best. I think the argument that he should went to other leagues is so overrated. If you see how long he’s been at the top that answers the whole question. No other player accomplishes that.

@naleyforever said:No it really wont be wrong because even if they are paying the money they are doing so for a job he is doing for them thats becoming the face of WC after that its his money not qatar loaning money, that happening wud get them into direct problem. Offcourse if people want to contest this as violation they can but in the long run nothing will comeout. Qatar as a gift is also going to give him an island.

Well UEFA will officially look into it and whatever happens or where he gets the monet from that company in Qatar can’t be affiliated to PSG otherwise they will breach the FFP. Or they will have to sell players hence why they probably are offering us Di Maria and other players we dont need.

Anonymous said:So ney’s large group of friends not one of them can offer advise to him?! Gil is 28/29 one of the oldest in the group and he can’t even guide his younger friend because he foots all their bills?! I just don’t understand how they can all sit back and let their friend ruin his career and reputation like this.Ney is easily influenced that much is obvious so I am sure if any of them talked to him he will listen/at least consider their view but it seems they’re a bunch of yes men to Ney &his father!

I have no ideaaaa. I hope they slap some sense into him and tell them how much they LOVE barca and spain in general. They all made friends, speka the language etc…

Anonymous said:To the anon: Carol and Davi living in Barcelona won’t stop Neymar from going to Paris. It’s a 2 hour flight from Barcelona to Paris. I bet they won’t move to Paris with Neymar since they have their lives settled in Barcelona, but they can always go to Paris.

@ anon.

Anonymous said:hot lips yes they are so hot .. but they stole your tag idea them lips

HAHAHHA, Damn right they stole my lips from me! I thought of it as well xD

#anonymous

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fugoffbitchdarnit · 7 years ago

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february 13 2018 ; consistent thoughts from today

today i kept thinking about a lot of the same things; an old friend-ish, anxiety, presence, and some other things i cant remember now cuz im thinking too much about this digital diary!

ok so, my old friend-ish. i add the ish because she (max*) she was never fully my friend i would just see her around for a while time in my life/whereas an ordinary old friend is just my old actual genuine friend that is not anymore. i still follow her on instagram. so max and her best friend *zoe have been excessively best friends the whole time i knew them. when i say this i mean they would always post bff pix all the time and just really put it out there about their awesome friendship. i hope im getting this point accross. you know those friends that are always posting pix together and are like “me and my bitch” or “when u both wear ur red boots” or “i mis u so much wtf y has it only been 13 hours” ???? recently from the internet i noticed zoe started dating a girl and was with her more than max. and maxs post were more lonely. then 2 days ago i saw posts that zoe and her gf got married! i was thinking a lot about max and how she kinda doesnt have her best friend anymore. i dont even know how i think so much about this. its just instagram u know? so weird how it takes affect on me and just my personal thoughts and going into what i think about other peoples personal thoughts. wow i thought writing about this would be a lot easier but i guess im just not a very good writer yet! my writing is just like little txts message blurbs all combined in one. so yeah moral of the story.... i never even liked max that much, she always kinda bugged me! even the bff posts were cringe to me,. but now this marriage just outta the blue (to me) makes me think aw for her. she just kinda lost her best friend is what i think. poor lil baby

ok to jump into my bff, hes a boy and we fuck all the time and we can never actually date, we’ve tried and it just gets weird, we know each other so well its just meant to be. i hate marriage but i will probably marry him hahaha. super weird. his name is ernie*. ok so he’s always been the happiest guy ever but lately since ive grown and learned more about depression n shit like that i know that its way more common than anyone thinks....ofcourse. sooooo hes the kind of guy that can be very good at staying present without even knowing thats what he’s doing. he also will just repress shit because thats super easy for anyone to do. so when it comes out its in weird twitches that happens in sudden quick times. now he’s been getting anxiety and its like hahathats just ur anxiety bro!! why am i writing this!? i dont know. jk i do know and i know that i say “i dont know” when im thinking im stupid for doing/saying something so i just say that. i am doing this because i want to get good at writing in a diary again and it feels good and almost productive doing this. i’ll get good! for now these are not read by anyone, maybe one day it’ll turn into a movie!! hahahaha

i forgot all my good points that i thought i would write about today. goodnight.

88******stars on names because they have been changed to keep my digial diary anonymous and to protect myself and the people i write about*****

just remembered that i was gonna write about my scratcher winnings today! ernie bought me a 1$ scratcher and i won $2. then i got a $2 dollar scratcher and won $5 then got a 5$ scratcher and won $10 then got 2 five dollar scratchers then lost one of them but won another $10! then lost and bought another 2 dollar scratcher. then won $2 dollars on that! so played it again and got another 2 dollar scratcher then won another ticket, then lost. the end ! oh happy day! good classic night w ernie.

#real #people #are #still #fake #love yall #peace #good karma

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8am-thoughts · 7 years ago

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What Keeps Me Going

These are the comments, feedbacks, and testimonials I (as @8amthoughts) have received in the past 2 years in my website, www.8amthoughts.com, which is long gone :( Reading sweet notes like this remind me why I want to keep doing what I love; to keep writing, to keep inspiring.

“When I get on my IG you are one of the first accounts I look at. The beautiful pieces you do of others work and your wonderful 8amoriginals inspire me every time I see them! Your beautiful words inspired me to try out hand lettering and faux calligraphy. (I did buy a nib pen but I'm not quite ready for that yet.) The amazing thing about the hand lettering is that it makes me feel really creative. I haven't written in a long time and although I desperately want to, I just have nothing good to say. But I feel like I'm getting there. So thanks for inspiring me to find my creative self, she's been dead for a very long time.“

- @darktwistyangel

“I love love love your work. The writings that you share are beautiful and so eloquent. The calligraphy is stunningly gorgeous. This is one of my favorite accounts to show up in my news feed when I check Instagram. You are so talented and wonderful. <3“

- @thatoldrelic

“I adore your work and your rocking calligraphy ! You aren't just 8 a.m. thoughts for me. You are my all day everyday. A post from you on my feed is absolute an infinite <3“

- @dark_musings_

“I absolutely adore your work. It is so incredibly beautiful and it's even more incredible when I see my work turn into these masterpieces you're so good at creating. And your piece is still my lock screen!!“

- Ashley Ryan

“Heaven sent? Brides bff? 24/7 textmate? Name it, All rolled into one! Words can never express how truly grateful I am. Isa ka sa mga wedding suppliers namin na sobrang nagpapasalamat talaga ako. Thank you so much, alam ko hindi sa wedding planning namin nagtatapos ito. Basta. Maraming, maraming salamat, 8amthoughts! :-)“

- Your First Bride

“You are so good in calligraphy, you are one of my inspirations in doing my best in writing so that one day, I'll be as good as you.“

- Anonymous

“Hi, I've been inspired by your works since then -- from faux calligraphy to modern calligraphy. Keep on inspiring others. God bless! :)”

- Alyssa Pabito

“You are one of my biggest inspirations for starting to learn calligraphy, for motivating me everytime I see your posts on instagram and for inspiring me to write again. :) Thank you.“

- Jasmine Tuquero

“You inspired me to be a calligrapher even thoh i have ugly hand writing i try my best”

- Stephanie Iligan

“Not only do you amaze me with your wonderful calligraphy and poetry skills, you also inspire me as a person to be humble and great even though you have reached peaks in life. your kind nature definitely has a lot more to reach! I love you and stay amazing <3“

- Your always, JESSICA!!

“I went and read it. Nice to see you, lovely. You explained yourself beautifully. I hope you full force showing yourself to everyone, you realize there is no worse pain, than untold story, as the late Maya Angelou would always say. And it is imperative to tell the stories with your face. Much love.“

- Robert Watson (@r_watson_)

“You know some people can seem so 2-dimensional and well, without substance because they go through their entire lives not wanting to discover their true selves or potential? I think you have just proved your identity through your work. I believe you are still developing (No doubt, because we all should be, every moment of our lives) but now that you are more confident about what you are doing as 8amthoughts and who you are as Tricia merging into each other, I think you have gotten past that barrier of insecurity. I am so happy for you! Thank you for sharing your journey with me :) Lots of love,”

- Anne Mahendran

“This is amazing huhu. I remember just last year, I was reading your poems and stories and being inspired by your calligraphy on instagram, and I always wondered who was that person behind the beauty of art. And I'm glad that now, everybody knows it. So happy for you! You dont have to be afraid anymore. :D“

- Jasmine Tuquero

“omg!this is so amazing..!I completely love your poetry!and you as a human!some fears are just ghosts..and so pointless!when we make ourselves naked we show them who we really are!tschakka :) go on sugar, and by the way, you are unbelievable beautiful, I just fell in love :)”

- Lenny Klan

“I has been a pleasure with 8amthoughts, we contacted her to do our Ayala Land Humans of Makati giveaways in such short notice but she was able to provide us with the best quality for our giveaways. Will definitely contact her again for more projects.“

- Green Bulb Public Relations

“I have had the pleasure of working with 8am thoughts (Trisha) for about a year now. She's an incredible talent, wonderful friend, and has a spirit of light I am drawn to. She did the art for my promotions for my first book and I am very confident that we will work together many times in the future. Her calligraphy and art is impeccable and her poetry is even more brilliant. Here's the part that matters.... even more prevalent than all of that is the dedication, loyalty,/'do regrets in the core of her soul. I truly love you with my whole heart my dear friend.“

- amy.johnson.poetry

“Your 8am thoughts penned down almost everything I failed to put into words and I can't thank you enough for that. I don't know you personally but you made me feel like somewhere out there, there's someone who shares the same feelings as mine.“

- Steph Palma

“Wow. Just wow. I'm a newbie here, and can I just say your blog is amazing!“

- J

“Awwww. So cuuttee. I wish I also have the guts to quit on my corporate life to concentrate on things I love the most. P.S I love your blog!“

- Marilou S Patsy

“When I think about Tricia, "excellent customer service" comes to mind. One of the attributes I considered when I chose wedding suppliers, was promptness. It just goes to show one's commitment to the task placed upon them. From day one, Tricia has been very accommodating and prompt in providing drafts/receipts. When she didn't reply right away, Tricia was quick to apologize and even provided the reason behind her delayed response. I remember Tricia giving me a heads up when she had to be away for a few days, as she anticipated signal loss.

Furthermore, Tricia valued her client-relationship with me and that made a huge difference. She loved to collaborate and brainstorm ideas. As for the services I availed, I asked Tricia to produce items for my civil wedding and reception. She put together our own personal monogram, place cards, menus, thank you cards and even the design for our wedding favours! I wish I could post her creations and show everyone how she assembled the final package! It was so divine!

Tricia knew I was very fussy with the little things, so she made sure that the final package was impeccable! Tricia, thank you so much for all of your help. We only communicated through viber and e-mail, but nonetheless you made everything so easy for me. I just want to say that you're a very beautiful and talented young lady. You have so much potential! The best is yet to come my dear. Cheers!“

- Romela Villaspir

#feedback #testimonial #8am thoughts #8amthoughts #commentsfor8amthoughts

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