#i just hate when tops are like 🙂 the entire time

[wyvernne]

literally so problematic but i actually love breeding kinks but i feel like i’d get canceled if i wrote one with diluc LMAO

[romanoffsbish]

I’m Fine 🙂 / Save Me 🙃

Natasha Romanoff x Fem!Reader (Familial / Sisters)

Warnings: Angst w/Bittersweet Ending | Reader Dies | Black Widow / Red Room Canon | Addiction | “Cry for Help”

All she had left was the memory of you. | WC: 1,512

"Do you ever feel like you're all alone in this world?"

Natasha looked up from her laptop quick. "What?"

"Like, no matter how hard you try, no one will ever love or regard you in the same way you do them?"

——

Natasha tried to approach you gently, "Y/N." Yet she wasn't quick enough as you jumped back. "Shut up."

There was a fire in your eyes she hardly recognized, and she took a step back. Looking in your eyes hurt, because you were not the same little girl who used to pick flowers from the garden just for her hair and part of her took blame for that. "Don't try and pretend like you do." If you were a wine you'd be the most bitter. "I don't know why you even keep me around Natasha."

The redhead scoffed bitterly, "because I love you!" It stung to feel the burden in her words—you're hurting yourself just to spite her, but she hurt you first and with the way your mind was racing this made sense.

"Or is it because you feel guilty?" You countered, and hit it on the head as she whispered, "Y/N, please..."

Crushing her the same way she did you the day she left you behind, in a place built to destroy a dreamer like you, in the hands of a man set out to punish you for the mistakes of the woman you loved the most. Ouch.

"Do you think the world would miss me if I vanished?"

"Of cou—." You mindlessly cut her off, words tinged with vitriol, "Of course not. You're the one they'd hold the candlelight vigils for, you'll be on a mural and I'd be the one the stray cats would miss, because just like them I know what it's like to truly have no place."

"Have you been smoking pot?" It reeked the longer she stood closer to you. Then you all but confirmed it as you grew defensive. "Is that all you can ask Natasha?"

Natasha clicked her tongue. "Answer the question."

"Yes," you monotoned, "what does that change?"

"Everything." You grew rather frustrated, "but how?"

“You’re not making any sense,” she tried to reason but you laughed incredulously, “this is the first time in my entire life that I am making complete sense, Natalia.”

"I don't like it when you're like this, sestra."

"I'm always like this." Natasha sighed, "yeah..."

"Yeah?" Natasha nodded shamefully and you couldn't stop the sob from breaking. She hated you.

"Then I won't be anything to you, anymore."

Natasha shot up in a cold sweat, her wife beater tank top sticking to her skin, the words of your last fight still ringing in her head; a cry for help and she was useless.

"Fuck," she hiccuped, her knees pulled to her chest as she sobbed alongside the sky just outside the window. She dug the heels of her palms into her eyes and tried to force the pity she felt for herself away, the grief...

There were so many things she could have said; done.

I don't understand, but I want to; talk to me...

Had she ran after you, would it be different now?

Could've grabbed you by the arm. Don't go. Stay.

I love you more than you could ever know.

Instead she scoffed, 'at least I can finish my paperwork now,' and let you storm out the door without noticing the keys to her brand new jet black Porsche were gone.

Yelena still won't return her calls. Melina and Alexei are beside themselves in a grief harsher than her own. Though she internally wagers that her loss was the greatest, because you were her little widow first...

~-~-~———————-~-~———————-~-~-~

"Natty?" the blue haired girl looked at you with a wide grin, the innocence of the nickname you gave her was endearing and in the same breath, twisted. It was clear to her you didn't remember much of the before. You were four years her junior, so similar to Yelena, this life was honestly all you'd known. "Da, malen'kiy pauk?"

Natasha laughed just as soon as you giggled. It brought her joy to know, that for a while, you could be free of the harsh shackles that awaited you all back home.

"A little girl at school today told me about how in her family, when a person goes away, that they can become something else when they visit." Natasha nearly lost the joy on her face as you curiously approached death. In her mind the hope you held onto was futile, that when you shoot someone between the eyes, they are as good as gone, but she could never destroy you like that.

Instead, she gave life to your wonder, "What would you want to be then, a kitty?" You shook your head and blurted your answer easily, "malen'kiy pauk." The gaps in your teeth only made your smile more endearing, and the redhead opened her arms to you. You launched yourself into your sister's arms and gripped her tight.

"Then I could visit you," you mumbled against her shirt and the natural redhead tensed. The idea of you no longer existing felt unpleasant—her walls crumbled the moment you and Yelena entered her life but this was the first time she'd felt anything excruciating.

"Moya malen'kiy pauk," she chuckled softly so as to not cry instead, she placed a kiss to your cheek then hoped your childlike attention span would change the tune.

Then a familiar jingle sounded and you were scrambling into the house, shrieking for your mom.

Natasha shook her head and walked to the old man who knowingly parked out front of your house. He handed the redhead three ice creams, and a disk.

—————

You stood next to Natasha in the line for lunch, which was just a tasteless tray variety of essential nutrients. It was rule of thumb not to talk in line, but you were never one to follow the rules, and neither was Natasha.

"Are you scared of death?" Natasha frowned. "What?"

"I think a healthy fear for the end is fair, but I'm not losing sleep over the concept. Why do you ask?"

"Because I'm honestly not," you shrugged, stance indifferent but Natasha unfortunately believed you as you went on to say, "just wondering if I'm alone."

"Never with us," Yelena chimed in. "Death is an inevitability, just a matter of the when and how."

It wasn't hard to see to the fear in the blonde's eyes as she kept up her indifferent demeanor. Deep down, Natasha knew she was still that little girl from Ohio, who up until recently called fireflies, forest stars.

—

"I can't believe it," your tone clipped, the warmth you used to greet her with was gone. "I'll be back," she lied without realizing, but you could see it clearly. "Izhets."

(Liar)

"Y/N, I am going to end it once and for all," she hoped you could see the bigger picture, a promised freedom.

"Tozhe tupoy," you chuckled humorlessly. "There is no end, just more opportunities to build up defense."

(Dumb too)

Natasha fell for the American's words of ignorance.

"I love you," she said with certainty before she was one with the shadows, the last piece of your hope gone as it'd been years since you last caught sight of Lena.

~-~-~———————-~-~———————-~-~-~

A loud cry outside the purposely cracked window pulled her from her bittersweet thoughts of you...

Natasha stood beneath the tarp of your balcony, eyes downcast on a gorgeous white cat, paws soiled by the mud she trudged through with her three kittens. The redhead set a plate of food down for her then settled down beside her, towel in hand as she dried her babies.

The light of the moon cast over the kittens, reflecting off their varied fur patterns. A black one meowed, calling to her first among the litter, he hissed softly at the unfamiliar lift but settled fast as she began to dry his fur, pulling off grime and putting him to sleep.

The same occurred with the next boy cat, who was a gorgeous shade of gray, with faint swirls of orange.

Lastly, the smallest of the three, a gorgeous blend of white, brown and orange. She was the most vocal.

A grateful purr came from the mama cat when the redhead moved on to her paws, her eyes fluttered open at the unexpected contact, and when Natasha lifted her own gaze she gasped. With the light now on her face the color of her eyes was clear, a tear streamed down Nat's face without warning. The color and deep feeling of understanding behind them were just so, you.

"Oh my," a subdued laugh left her as she caught sight of something else, she scooped the feline into her lap, and placed a finger on her wet, pink nose in waiting. The blur of black transferred right on over and the woman smiled truly for the first time in eight months. "Dobro pozhalovat' domoy, moy malen'kiy pauk."

(Welcome home, my little spider)

[chdarling]

I can count on one hand when snape has lost his cool in canon . in poa when harry saved sirius , in OOTP when sirius vs snape , when harry saw his memories . In hbp when harry called him a coward . And that's about it . While majority of time he is composed , confident and insults people with coolness and sass . The list is too long . Like he has coolly sassed Bellatrix , peter , sirius , harry , Ron , hermione , james , lockhart etc .

I love and deeply appreciate your talent but imo snape's behaviour is reversed in TLE , he is just too angry here to think coherently let alone insult or attempt at sarcasm .

I mean Remus has more sarcasm and wit than he has in canon and i have no complain there as i am a sucker for wity banter and humor , but it feels like injustice to Snape's personality to me .

I’m sorry you feel that way! I emphatically (and amicably) disagree.

I think for me it comes down to the fact that I am not trying to replicate the characters exactly as they were in the books. TLE is a prequel, and thus for all the characters — but especially Snape because he actually survives — this is a story of becoming. They’re not meant to be perfectly reflected versions of who they were in the '90s, but rather versions of themselves that could feasibly grow into the characters we see in canon.

The Snape in canon is a 35ish year old man who has survived a war and had years and years to master his emotions and become a top-notch spy who, as you say, sasses the likes of Bellatrix, not to mention lies to Voldemort's face. The Snape I’m writing in TLE is a 17-year-old boy who has done none of that yet but is raw and bitter and wrathful enough to be convinced joining a fascist hate group is a really swell idea.

To me, the moments you point out when Snape loses his cool in canon are the entire point of his characterization, not an occasional aberration, and these scenes were crucial to me when building his character. Rage is crucial to his character. It’s notable, I think, that almost all of these moments are related to the Marauders/Lily in some way. It’s the moment the mask slips and the wounded teenager comes out.

A few examples, just for fun (emphasis mine).

(This got a little long, but I was distracting myself during some severe weather that was stressing me, so I hope you’ll take this in the spirit of fun discussion, and not anything else. 🙂)

From POA, after Sirius escapes:

“THEY HELPED HIM ESCAPE, I KNOW IT!” Snape howled, pointing at Harry and Hermione. His face was twisted; spit was flying from his mouth. “Calm down, man!” Fudge barked. “You’re talking nonsense!” “YOU DON’T KNOW POTTER!” shrieked Snape. “HE DID IT, I KNOW HE DID IT—!”

“Fellow seems quite unbalanced,” said Fudge, staring after him. “I’d watch out for him if I were you, Dumbledore.” “Oh, he’s not unbalanced,” said Dumbledore quietly. “He’s just suffered a severe disappointment.”

From OOTP after Harry sees his worst memory:

“So,” said Snape, gripping Harry’s arm so tightly Harry’s hand was starting to feel numb. “So…been enjoying yourself, Potter?” “N-no…” said Harry, trying to free his arm. It was scary: Snape’s lips were shaking, his face was white, his teeth were bared. “Amusing man, your father, wasn’t he?” Said Snape, shaking Harry so hard that his glasses slipped down his nose. “I—didn’t—“ Snape threw Harry from him with all his might. Harry fell hard on to the dungeon floor.

From Half-Blood Prince, after Harry calls him a coward:

“DON’T—” screamed Snape, and his face was suddenly demented, inhuman, as though he was in as much pain as the yelping, howling dog stuck in the burning house behind them— “CALL ME COWARD!”

These are all such extreme reactions that, rare as they might be, they definitely suggest an undercurrent of deep rage and, I might add, a pattern of losing control when provoked with certain memories.

And then, of course, there are the flashbacks in which we actually DO get glimpses of young Snape:

“Tuney!” said Lily, surprise and welcome in her voice, but Snape had jumped to his feet. “Who’s spying now?” he shouted. What d’you want?”

(Interesting, I think, that his first instinct is to shout. Petunia hasn't said anything yet.)

There was a crack: A branch over Petunia’s head had fallen. Lily screamed: The branch caught Petunia on the shoulder, and she staggered backward and burst into tears. “Tuney!” But Petunia was running away. Lily rounded on Snape. “Did you make that happen?” “No.” He looked both defiant and scared. “You did!” She was backing away from him. “You did! You hurt her!” “No — no I didn’t!” But the lie did not convince Lily: After one last burning look, she ran from the little thicket, off after her sister, and Snape looked miserable and confused…

Snape’s whole face contorted and he spluttered, “Saved? Saved? You think he was playing the hero? He was saving his neck and his friends’ too! You’re not going to — I won’t let you —“ “Let me? Let me?” Lily’s bright green eyes were slits. Snape backtracked at once. “I didn’t mean — I just won’t want to see you made a fool of — He fancies you, James Potter fancies you!” The words seemed wrenched from him against his will. “And he’s not…everyone thinks…big Quidditch hero—“ Snape’s bitterness and dislike were rendering him incoherent, and Lily’s eyebrows were traveling farther and farther up her forehead.

He opened his mouth, but closed it without speaking. “I can’t pretend anymore. You’ve chosen your way, I’ve chosen mine.” “No—listen, I didn’t mean—“ “—to call me Mudblood? But you call everyone of my birth Mudblood, Severus. Why should I be any different?” He struggled on the verge of speech, but with a contemptuous look she turned and climbed back through the portrait hole…

This to me does not read as a composed, confident boy. This is (in my opinion) an extremely angry, troubled boy who is buffeted around by his emotions, who hasn’t yet learned to articulate them fully, let alone control them. Learning to conquer these emotions and be the cool, calm, and collected double-agent-man we see in canon is a big part of his journey, but it's certainly not something he's mastered yet at 17.

.......But, at the end of the day, this is just a fanfic and everyone has different interpretations of these characters. Which is fine and fun! TLE Snape has always been somewhat polarizing, but I'm pretty set in my interpretation of him. I'm looking forward to exploring more of his journey as he grows into book Snape. He's just not there yet. :)

[ladylannisterxo]

20 questions for fic writers

tagged by @vampire-exgirlfriend and @lady-morrigen ; thank you both!! 💜

01. how many works do you have on ao3? 18

02. what's your total ao3 word count? 62,918

03. what fandoms do you write for? currently? none as i'm on a bit of a hiatus from writing but i've written for stranger things, the walking dead, criminal minds, true blood, and house of the dragon. i have others i'm interested in so i'd like to start dabbling in writing again but who knows...

04. top five fics by kudos? bad things with you (billy hargrove x reader), tell me you love me (steve harrington x reader), flannel and lace (eddie munson x reader), a little bit closer (steve harrington x reader), and lucky me, lucky you (billy hargrove x reader)

05. do you respond to comments? i do my absolute best 🙂

06. what is the fic you wrote with the angstiest ending? i don't write a lot of angst (would love to change that) but if there is angst, it usually ends with a happy ending so i guess i'll go with 'soaked in sin'; it's my one and only dark!fic and it's just a lot all the way through...

07. what's the fic you wrote with the happiest ending? mmm gonna go with 'lucky me, lucky you'; there's no angst, no smut, no nothing... it's just fluff, fluff, fluff galore!

08. do you get hate on fic? not really... i've gotten a couple of rude comments here and there but if i get hate, it's usually on the characters i write for

09. do you write smut? yep!

10. craziest cross over? i don't write cross overs

11. have you ever had a fic stolen? yeahhh, it was a couple years ago and it was awful and demotivating and the reason i stopped writing for about a year; it was also the reason i shelved an entire fic series because i didn't think it was worth it anymore...

12. have you ever had a fic translated? no

13. have you ever co-written a fic before? no

14. all time favorite ship? ah man... idk... i do go real hard for dramione though (it was an og ship for me so nostalgia...)

15. what's a WIP you want to finish but doubt you ever will? remember the fic series above i mentioned? yeah, i'd like to finish that but it's been so long. it was a billy hargrove x reader series and i posted two of the four parts but after one of my other billy fics was stolen, i gave up on it...

16. what are your writing strengths? inner thoughts/dialogue and atmosphere

17. what are your writing weaknesses? actual dialogue lol and sometimes getting a character from one place to another...

18. thoughts on dialogue in another language? sure! it's your fic, do what you want!

19. first fandom you wrote in? lol nah, i don't talk about that so let's go with stranger things (but if you know, you know 😉)

20. favorite fic you've written? 'kiss me deadly', without question. not only is it the longest fic i've ever written but it was the one that came from such a deep part of me and then ended up expanding into something greater. it's also the fic i go back to when i need to give myself either motivation to write or a reminder that i can write lol

no pressure tags! @emilykaldwen , @inthedayswhenlandswerefew , @oncasette , @venuslore

[geeksauruse]

Sup, can I request a TMNT 2014/16 matchup please?

My name is Gabriela, but they call me Gabi/Gabby. Im 17, female, with long,straight, shoulder-lenght hair, hazel eyes, wearing black glasses. Im tall. Im from Slovakia, but I have also Russian ancestors ( it makes me half Russian, if thats makes sense). I mostly wear dark clothes, my style is idk cozy, Dark academia..

Im a Libra ❤️

I have nothing to do with war and Im against it and I hate Putin 🙂❤️. ( Fucking asshole)

Personality : Im really shy, and quiet, seriously you don't even know Im in the room. People think that Im a weirdo cause I have always nose stuck in a book, with black earphones or going around with a sketbook, drawing something. I feel really left out from a society but hey, if they wanna have me as a freak, IDGAF. I love to work out though. I know that my body doesnt look like it cause Im average, but hey, my body, my Choice. Yeah, I curse a lot but don't worry, you'll get to used to it. Im an only child. My bedroom is filled with pictures on the wall and books. Its cozy and kinda aesthetic.

I love Maneskin, AC/DC, Kiss, pop and party songs. I love to dance. I like Shinedown and Billie Eilish too but I listen to Russian music too.

I live in village with my mom, grandma and cats.

My grades are mostly A's, sometimes B's. Family thinks that Im sort of a genius cause I love technology and look at my grades. Yeah, thats why 😂😂. Though, I hate math. Ugh, gross 🙄

I work at the restaurant, Im a waitress. Im at Hotel Academy High school, in September Im in 3rd year.

I love meditation. Its so calming. I love loooong walks around village 🥺❤️. I can't imagine something better. Running is my fav thing too

My fav colors are blue and black and also purple

Yeah, I think thats All.

After considering the four options I have selected to pair you with…

Our leader in blue, Leonardo!

Leonardo would fall for you for your similar personality’s and interests, not to mention your fabulous looks.

The two of you met in strange to say the least fashion.

It was a regular night for you, you were walking around time square listing to your music,AC/DC blasting out of your black headphones.

You were so into your internal world, wrapped up mulling over the most recent plot twist in your book that you had walked straight into the most recent fight between the foot and the turtles.

Or better put, the end of it.

You didn’t notice your surroundings at first, but the turtles noticed you waltzing into their fight instantly.

It’s hard to miss the hip swaying teen with a book bag the size of a small six year old child, singing the lyrics to ( your fav song here)

You did a spin landing directly on top of a foot soldier who was about to shoot( he missed)

As you and your belongings crashed to the ground with a scream, the foot soldier tried to tackle you.

Your first reaction was,To throw a punch as hard as you could, inevitably breaking the dudes nose.

As slay as you are, he was still unfazed as he pulled out a knife.

Leo, just in time, pulled the guy off of your frightened form, and threw him into a wall.

“ are you okay ma’am?”

You sat there staring in shock at the massive, toned wall of a six foot male turtle man.

“Ma’am?”

And that’s when you looked up and saw the beautiful, clear blue eyes.

“ you have beautiful eyes.”

Even tho you complimented him in the first meeting and seemed completely harmless, he was still very hesitant to trust you. That kinda what he does.

He’s not shy, and he doesn’t hate you,he’s just a little cautious.

And so he watched you get along with his brothers. And that’s how he started to trust and fall for you.

It started with the major things that he noticed.

Your favourite bands, Color’s, and style.

When he finally realised he could trust you  he did take into consideration that your shy.

When he approached you, it was very formal and yet very kind.

Y’all became very quick friends after he heard how you liked to mediate.

Dudes entire motors screams slow burn.

This relationship develops over at least a six month time period.and this is the just friends stage.

After times he kinda learns more things about you.

How smart and sweet you were, how you loved to dance and spinning is one of your favourite parts of it.

All of a sudden you were coming over and he set out your fave fork.

Why does he know this? He asks himself in the middle of the night when Mikey talks about how close you are and how he seems to know about you likes and dislikes.

In denial for like two weeks and avoids you for both.

Realised he caught feelings and thankfully  you had them as well cause you had to make the first move.

When you did it was very awkward but also very sweet because he spent most of your confession and after being the gentleman he it.

When your relationship started he absolutely adored learning and doing the things that you liked, especially cause he liked to do them as well.

Reading and meditation, not to mention running!

Thinks your hobbies are the coolest especially cause they are similar to his( meditation, workout, eat and then read)

Y’all really got on swell.

He understands that you are shy and quite and he really doesn’t mind, he’s a ninja after all so you both were able to get on noticing each other without actually being noticed.

He is on board with your art skills, loves to watch you draw.

he also likes the color blue, for obvious reasons 💅💅💅💅

I hope you like it and have a great day!

💙💙💙

[hey-kae]

always the ranting italian anon (sorry i really enjoy talking 💀)

personally i feel like that pirelli didn't mean to help red bull specifically, they just changed the compounds so the teams in general would stop complaining. in the end it ended up helping red bull especially bc of the skyrocket they put out as a car. also i feel like races this year are more boring in a sense compared to previous years bc the harder they are the longer they last, so teams have to make less "extreme" calls and sometimes overcuts and undercuts don't even work anymore. medium tyres aren't supposed to last for almost an entire race, but then you had verstappen's stint on medium in miami and i was just like "fuck off" (in an annoyed way, not at him). i (again, personally) believe that if pirelli stood their ground in 2021 maybe we'd also have more exciting races bc overcuts/undercuts would still be as effective and, currently, they're not. also i'm not saying the entire "fault" lies on pirelli, bc we all know it's also the fia's fault for changing regulations during the season (ie: the dt39 last year to change the floors, which killed ferrari [also their own fault for relying on a gray zone]).

and for ferrari... i love them but i also hate them but i love them 😭 like here you get feed ferrari shit everywhere. after every race you get a part of the tv news dedicated to how f1 went and how good/bad ferrari did. also living in the same region as them means that i get to see ferrari's flags hanging from balconies and such. like i love this team, i grew up cheering for them and my family loving schumacher, but if they don't start changing mentality and stop money and sponsors influence them so much nothing will change for the better. charles is currently our only hope and they better not throw him away like that, bc i'm sure that if he ends up in a top team he's going to win and it'll hurt twice as much

No please i enjoy talkingg too you can definitely keep talking to me on here i love it🫶🏻

I definitely see where you’re coming from. I also agree that raising the floors messed up ferrari’s performance and not by little (thank you toto🙂)

Personally i just don’t get changing regulations because a few teams are complaining like that’s literally not fair to the ones that weren’t.

But i also feel like ferrari fucked up their chances of bouncing back with upgrades that really didn’t do enough and the strategy fiascos (not mentioning reliability here as well)

It was really weird a few races ago when haas (i don’t remember which driver) and esteban only pitted cause they have to not cause they needed it. Like the tires lasted a whole race?!?

And honestly i feel for you being fed ferrari news, especially during seasons like this one. Here, motorsport isn’t too big so we get like a few seconds recap of who won the f1 race and if anything special happened (longest time they spoke was Australia this year😭) and sometimes I still tell the tv to fuck off.

(They also say vershtappen instead of verstappen and now im confused if that’s how it’s pronounced 😂)

Listening to how the race went afterwards feels like rubbing salt in the wound sometimes so imagine how sick of it you must get when it’s bad news but i also imagine it’s awesome to live there when they’re doing well maybe after wins. Ferrari seems so special to italy and i feel like even now, I don’t fully understand they extent that italians are willing to go for this team so I imagine it’s really a whole different vibe when they’re winning.

Also, the money and sponsors thing. I’d love to hear your opinion on the sabotage conspiracies as i feel they’re getting so much attention right now and idk what to believe (im really not hating on carlos or saying anything is his fault before anyone comes at me😭)

It will also definitely hurt to see Charles only being able to win with other teams which is why i always go back to being delusional as soon as a slight positive happens like in canada

[cielcius]

hey hey hey kate 😃 first time sending a request

how aboutttt, any hq boy of your choosing, and how’d you think they’d cheat on a test? would they be obvious or lowkey sneaky with it? were they successful or did they get caught? did they cheat and still fail 💀 or cheated and pass?

I’m studying for a chem test and ik for a fact I’m gonna fa!l 🥲

HOW THEY CHEAT ON A TEST | HEADCANONS

includes: atsumu m. (hq), bakugou k. (bnha), bokuto k. (hq), kuroo t. (hq), & monoma n. (bnha)

from the writer: LMAO i love this idea it’s hella funny. ik this is also really late but for ur sake i hope u did well on that test and every other test that comes 😌 I also added two bnha chars just bc but n e ways, i hope u enjoy and thanks for requesting :) have a lovely day/evening!

notes & warnings: mentions of guilt, academic cheating (don’t do it folks!)

Atsumu:

he thinks he’s so slick and sly about it, but even the damn birds outside the window can see how often he’s looking at the inside of his palm

and he doesn’t even sit near the window—

he treats it as a whole elaborate plan as if he’s going on some top-secret mission to collect information

and then his grand plan ends up with him writing everything down in the palm of his hand with sharpie🧍‍♀️we know that's not rubbing off for days

but it does get a little smudged and spreads onto other places so the teacher is just sitting there watching Atsumu squint at his hand the entire time

like the person sitting in front of him can tell what’s happening

at this point, the teacher doesn’t even wanna deal with that so he got away with it this time 😀👍

Bakugou:

he doesn’t 🙂 it’s taboo to even think about him cheating but that doesn’t mean he hasn’t tried at least once

the one time he did cheat was only because he forgot about a test which is honestly surprising in itself

he hates cramming but this was definitely the first and last time he would ever do it again

on the outside, he’s playing it cool as usual but he actually gets heart attacks every time the teacher walks relatively near his desk

I feel like he used the trick where he slips a piece of paper under a bandage on his finger or hand or sum and it actually passes because of all the quirk training that happens

but it’s a humongous silent hit to his pride and ego with the fact that he actually had to resort to cheating

yeah, he’s never doing it again cause it also takes too long to find the answer in the world’s tiniest handwriting

Bokuto:

he doesn’t like to cheat in general because he feels guilty

but he really needed to pass this test or else he wouldn’t be able to go to the training camp

and it’s his worst nightmare subject: math

while he’s writing down what he thinks he might need during the test, he also questions how other people cheat because they always seem to have the exact answer to each question

but like how do you know what the questions are?? like if you knew, then why didn’t you just study that material???

he’s not gonna judge though cause he’s practically in the same boat but with a guilty sub-conscience

he deadass uses the biggest piece of paper but he manages to hide it under the test paper and in his pants out of panic when another classmate came to pick up his test

Kuroo:

he’s a smart boy, he doesn’t need to cheat but he does need to cheat

he got cocky and decided to study during the break before the period with the test

only to find that some of his notes were incomplete due to the fact that the teacher was going through the lecture really fast that day and he forgot to fill in the rest

mind you that this break lasts for ten minutes only so he’s Lightning McQueens this shit and speed through his notes and the internet simultaneously so he can write down what he’s missing in his notes and on the inside of his arm Mulan inspired

the only problem is that his handwriting is a bit bigger than average and you can see the black ink through the white sleeve of his shirt

so he walks in holding his forearm to his stomach constantly to the point where the teacher asked if he had a stomach ache and if his arm is okay

cue him holding his hands up to reassure the teacher only to have the teacher and the whole class see his forearm scratched up in black ink with notes on the test subject yeah it’s confirmed, he absolutely despises history now

Monoma:

he’s actually really smart, contrary to what others may think

but he’s bombing this section of chemistry and after studying for hours, he gave in cause he also doesn’t wanna ask for help

he was lucky to even get a low C on the last test honestly same and the upcoming one is one of the biggest that’s going to count for thirty percent of his semester grade so he’s secretly freaking out

he is confident about what he does know in the subject so his cheat sheet is just about small enough to fit in his hand

but if you look close enough, you can see how awkwardly he has to position it so that the paper doesn’t show or slip out

he gets through the test fairly well but here comes the real problem: it slips out onto the floor right in front of the teacher just seconds after he’s handed his test in

“Monoma, what’s this?” “notes?” “they’re small” “IT’S MY TINY POINTLESS ITEM THAT I LIKE, OKAY?”

[mahesiyah]

Sailor Mercury Headcanon

NOTE: This is the final installment in my yet-to-be-named headcanons about Sailor Neptune, Uranus and Mercury that later evolved into a fanfic in my brain, lol. I'll eventually rewrite the entire story as a full fanfic and post it to AO3 so it's easier to follow. You can consider these to be rough drafts 🙂

Haruka spent the next few months undergoing both physical and psychological therapy, something she wasn't used to. Yet she handled them both like a champ. She believed that Ami would find Michiru. She had to become healthy for her. She had no other choice but to heal.

Meanwhile, Ami was working relentlessly to actually find Michiru. She scoured the oceans all the way around the nation. Days turned into weeks. And after a full month of searching with no luck, Ami was beginning to doubt herself.

"What was I thinking? The ocean is such a huge place," she thought to herself. "I don't know if I can find her."

But Ami knew she couldn't give up. She promised Haruka she would find Michiru.

Suddenly, the robot sent signals to Ami alerting her that it detected Michiru's DNA from a few strands of hair found around a piece of coral in the oceans of southwestern Japan. (Note: Tokyo is in the eastern part of the country.)

"She must be close!" Ami cheered. It seemed like all of her hard work was finally starting to pay off.

Ami's phone rang a few seconds later. It was Haruka. Ami answered.

"Hey Ami," Haruka started. "I was released from the hospital today. I wanted to come by and see how you're doing. Is now a good time?"

"Now is actually a great time," Ami responded. Just not too long ago, I finally found samples of Michiru's DNA. I have a hunch she's near where my robot currently is. Unfortunately, the robot happens to be in the oceans near the southwestern portion of the country."

"No big deal," Haruka assured her. "I've got a 'copter, remember? I can fly us there."

"That's true," Ami agreed. "Okay, let's go. Meet me here as soon as you can."

Half an hour later, there was a helicopter on top of Ami's condo. She took the elevator up to the roof and got in.

A few hours later, they arrived at a remote beach in the southwestern portion of Japan. As soon as Haruka landed the helicopter, Ami's mini computer was buzzing and dinging with notifications that the robot's live video camera detected a face with a 99% match to Michiru's.

Ami inspected the video to be sure. They looked like Michiru, but different. Her entire body was covered in fishy scales in a beige-teal gradient from top to bottom. She had what appeared to be fins in place of where her ears should have been. And her eyes seemed much larger.

She showed the live video Haruka to confirm. Haruka nodded her head.

Ami activated the speaker and microphone system on the robot and began to attempt to relay a message from her computer.

"Michiru, are you there? This is Ami. I have Haruka with me."

"Haruka?" Michiru responded instantly.

"Hey, beautiful," Haruka said to her love.

Michiru instantly started sobbing, which you could only tell from how it sounded (because she was underwater). "I'm so sorry, Haruka. I didn't mean to leave you like that. I just didn't think you would wake up."

She paused for a moment. "You must hate me for abandoning you."

"Michiru, I could never hate you," Haruka reassured her. "It couldn't have been easy worrying about me for as long as you did. In fact, you should be upset with me. I'm the one that abandoned us when we needed to talk about our relationship. I'm the one that rode off on my bike when you needed me the most."

"Because my words hurt you," Michiru replied.

"I could've been stronger for you," Haruka retorted.

"You don't need to be strong for me all the time, Haruka."

"And neither do you, Michiru. As long as we keep trying our best for each other, that's all that really matters. Now, why don't we all go home?"

Michiru nodded. Ami sent her coordinates to the robot, and it guided Michiru to Ami's and Haruka's location.

When Michiru finally reached the shore in her human form, she was shocked to her core to see Haruka down on one knee, holding out an engagement ring.

"Michiru," Haruka began. "I've only been awake for a month, but it's been the worst month of my life. I don't want to spend any more time without you. Will you be with me forever? Will you be my wife?"

Michiru ran into her lover's arms with tears flowing and said yes.

Six months later, they married on that very beach.

THE END