#i understand this is rambling and pitiful but thats how i feel

[bisexualadamparrish]

thanksgiving is tomorrow and i usually handle desserts but with my mom in the hospital the last few weeks things have just been crazy and I didn't want to commit to making that many desserts, so i was considering buying them and my siblings convinced me to go wait in line outside this AMAZING local pie shop we have so i spent 45 minutes in line this morning and dropped 80 US DOLLARS on TWO pies. which is crazy but its a small business and they're like the cream of the crop.

and i was like this is great this is wonderful!! We never splurge like that at ALL, but fuck it!!! mom will get a day pass from the rehab center and we'll have these amazing pies to celebrate and it'll be worth it!!!

So imagine my soul crushing horror and despair upon walking into my house just now to BOTH PIES splayed across the carpet in my living room crime scene style w my dog covered in crumbs and radiating like toxic levels of guilt.

She just ate 80 US DOLLARS worth of fucking pies and also my last shred of resolve for this month. Im like over it im over it im over it im

[rosiesriiveters]

Rosie in episode 7 is so special to me, because when you re-watch it, you can just see why he’s going to ultimately choose to re-up. You can see it from the first scene he’s in. It’s this guilt of responsibility that will not budge from his shoulders. It’s all these things that keep happening around him and Nate Mann just rocks this role SO well because Rosie has such little dialogue in this whole episode but it doesn’t matter, because you can feel this burning guilt and responsibility building and building in each scene.

It starts with the conversation with Crosby about going to Texas or Florida and his heart clearly not being in it, but listening to Croz’s desperation to get out resonating with him.

It’s Black Monday - the mission that Rosie’s crew was grounded for that cost 150 of the 100th’s men. When the boys tell Rosie what they saw; that the boys that were on their 25th crashed and those that parachuted out of their planes were killed by the Germans anyway. It’s Rosie listening so intently, drinking in their stories despite the horror. He doesn’t try to placate their anger or their sadness, he just acknowledges it for what it is. It’s like you can visibly see Rosie taking and holding on to their words

It’s Rosie surviving 25 and the 100th throwing a party for him and his boys. And in such Rosie fashion, he seeks out Jack when he realises something is wrong, only for Jack to break the news: the tour requirements are changing. It’s 30 missions now.

It’s Shoens looking him dead in the eye saying congratulations Rosie. At least you’ll make it out of this fucking war alive.

And then it’s Rosie watching the parade of vans carrying bodies out of Thorpe Abbotts, unable to tear his gaze despite it all.

It’s all these - sometimes little, sometimes big - instances that build up make Rosie’s decision seem to just make perfect sense to the story, without it seeming overbearing or over the top. It’s understated, yet powerful (much like Rosie himself!).

He barely says anything throughout the whole episode, but I think that’s what makes it a perfect Rosie episode. Throughout the whole series, Rosie is usually the one listening, rather than the one telling a story - but his presence is still so big despite of it. Rosie doesn’t need to talk for the audience to listen.

And I think that’s reflected both in Rosie’s decision and the way Lt Col Bennett reacts to Rosie’s request. Despite barely knowing Rosie, he seems to understand the weight of Rosie’s presence at the base, and the weight of Rosie’s words. And I loved that Bennett decided not to blindside him with the new strategy, but instead allowed Rosie to make an informed decision. And Rosie’s reaction - unflinchingly meeting Bennett’s gaze and accepting his answer is the icing on the cake.

Rosie is outrageously humble! But understands how others see him and he is ready to take on the weight of that love, pressure and sheer resolve all over again.

[calic0o]

Rambling about Ghost Roach n Soap again gET YOUR ASSES HERE !!?!!!!

(Both Ghost and Roach gets out alive from the betrayal!)

Cw// Uhh Mentions of burns! burning alive ! scars! and a tad of emotional hurt . i think. a tiny tad . (im lying! )

Roach and Ghost sleeps together. It’s not out of love or lust, no. Not at start at least.

There are, things others don’t understand. Ghost loves Soap, with all he has. But he just doesn’t understand it.

He doesn’t understand how Simon felt when they were betrayed by Shepherd, he doesn’t understand how it felt to be burned alive.

He tries, he really does. But Simon doesn’t want his pity. He sees the way Johnny’s eyes glaze on the burnt parts of his body in the showers, changing rooms, when they are fucking. It ticks him off. Makes him feel like a fool.

He knows it’s not the case, he knows Soap feels a deep regret for not understanding the betrayal sooner, not being able to save them from it. But oh how it ticks him off.

Roach, on the other hand, understands it. He was there with him.

They burned together.

Roach doesn’t look at him with that, weird eyes when he sees him naked, he doesn’t feel afraid of touching the burnt flesh on his body.

Maybe it’s because he had it worse with burns, but it’s still good. It feels good to feel his grip on the burnt and healed parts on his body, not afraid of touching, afraid of hurting him.

He understands, when they cry in the middle of it, he understands.

They understand each other.

The doom feeling, the overwhelming emotions and shared trauma is what bonds them together.

They burned together.

Thats what links them together, what makes them knock on each others doors in the middle of the night.

[1rabong]

hellow!!! what first got you into borosai? whats ur favourite thing abt the ship, and any headcanons thats rotating in ur brain rn?

Thank you for the ask so much you have no idea how much i wanna ramble abt these two

Well, there’s one specific scene for the first question.

THIS SHOT

Look at his cute lil face he’s so happy

I saw this and was like, wait. This alien’s kinda.. hot. And he was making these adorable faces all cuz he was fighting Saitama. Then he dies, after making Saitama use the serious punch for the first time in the story.

They were really something. So naturally i started shipping them. And I naturally went to ao3 to look up borosai and despaired cuz there was only like 40 fics for them at the time. But still, I read them all(and they were all great), and started drawing art for them. Back then, I had no idea that I’d be fixating on them for so long, longer than anything i had a fixation for😂

My favorite thing about this ship is that they’re so different. Almost everything about them is so comically different. Just look at these two.

Just them standing next to each other is visual comedy at its finest.

They have different moralities, personalities, styles, amounts of hair, etc.

Which makes their similarities all the more interesting. They’re both bored to death, because they’re too strong. They both crave that stimulation of being in a fight with their lives at stake. They both feel lonely, because no one understands what it’s like to have this kind of strength. This loneliness is shown more in depth with Saitama, but I think it’s the same with Boros too. When we’re first shown Boros, he’s all stoic and cold with his subordinates, his expression barely changing. But when he meets Saitama, it morphs into excitement. Then as the fight goes on, it turns into an almost childish glee, making him ramble on about his strength, his home planet, until Saitama snaps at him to stfu😂 But who can blame him? After so many years of solitude he finally meets someone who’s on the same page as him.

With their fight, Boros gets what he wanted. The fight he was craving so much. A fight telling him that there’s still something that can surprise him in this Universe. That he wasn’t alone. Which is why even as he was shocked that he had lost, he doesn’t feel angry or bitter about it. Rather, it almost seems like he feels pity for Saitama. Because surely there’s no chance for him to meet someone who is as strong as him. So he calls out Saitama’s name, as his last words, and dies.

All the above is more or less canon, but if we were to veer a bit off course into an au where Boros lived, there’s so much potential for an interesting relationship between them. Imagine the possibilities. He could be like a stronger version of Sonic, challenging Saitama week after week, always getting his ass kicked but coming back for more, a little stronger than last time. And hey, since this is a Borosai au, they could very well fall in love😆

This turned out to be longer than I expected and not exactly on topic but look, I can’t help myself.

The current hc that’s rotating in my brain rn is that they’re madly in love, and is married. And have a child😂

Okay i know this sounds absolutely bonkers but I’ve been hardcore shipping them for too long and them being in a relationship is like a default setting for me when I think about them, so giving them a kid to take care of on top of all that just came naturally. Imagine the utter chaos it would ensue. It’d be peak comedy.

This lil guy. His name is Daan. I love him so much.

Anyways that’s all the questions answered, thank you again for the ask🥳

[morphringwiselove]

rambling about art struggles (sorry)

i think what's limiting me during drawing is that im thinking too much about line art / not knowing how to combine line art and color in a manner that im satisfied with

really sorry for how rambly this gets forgive me (this is also barely edited and im barely conscious)

95% of the art i made in my life has been done traditionally and in monochrome; usually i dont bother to ever color it bc i only had access to shitty colored pencils and everytime it would always fuck it up, constantly smudging into each other

4% of the time was like when i was in middle school and discovered how to fucking pirate paint tool sai and i blindly did whatever i could with a mouse (read: i gave myself carpel tunnel a lot lmao). i think i still have access to like 4 drawings i did thanks to google photos and the only ones i can really look back on positively were the line art ones and even then thats cause i used deviantart bases lol

heres the literal 1%: i did an art class back in late 2020 - early 2021 (can't remember what level it was? or what it specialized? it was the third art class i ever took. it might be intro to painting?) and i got to use acrylic paint for an assignment! i fucked up using it because i painted it with the goal of filling up the insides of the lineart instead of using the palette knife to create texture. my subject was an otter in the water (fun thing to say) and the assignment was to create some form of pop art, depict contrast w color (otters are brown i know, wanted to use orange highlights against the blue water) and to show i know how to depict varying textures (fur, liquid).

i did not know how to fucking do that!!! couldnt get any help either due to covid fucking happening and my poor ass's only connection to the internet was my fucking phone data and it was draining fast LMAO

the reason as to why i was so poor was because back in October 2019 my life fucking got flipped upside down and i had to give up a lot and had to desperately try to find a job while being a student. (will not go into specific detail due to me not wanting a pity party about it and it being too personal. im only going to say that caregiver burnout is fucking hell)

a prior assignment to that class had us practicing on depicting textures on some sort of paper (it was stiff yet bendable iirc) with a white and black color pencil (white for fur, black for eyes). i was watching aggretsuko at the time and fenneko is a fav of mine so i picked that type of fox as my subject. im really proud of the way i depicted the fur but fucking hated how i fucked up the eyes. was supposed to show the "glossiness" of it and i dont have a pet irl to reference so ahhhHHHH it ruined the piece for me. pretty sure i have it saved somewhere but since its not fandom related im hesitant to post it.

overall the class made me realise that regardless of skill i rlly like drawing textures and i dont really understand why? tried to reasoned it out to be that i just really like textured blankets and that theyre comforting. i purr like a fucking cat when i like hug one and i hate it

i feel like nowadays with how scatterbrained and stressed i am i visualize blobs of color in my mind instead of clear subjects with clear outlines. i feel like i need to embrace that side more (or at least try starting with that when doing digital art). maybe now i wont be so fucking stuck and pressing ctrl z all the time lol

[theindo]

Rant/ramble INCOMING!!!!!

Honestly I think "be yourself" is bullshit advice a lot of the time. None of you are ready for what I know as "my self".

Firstly, the most obvious issue. How am i ssuposed to know which self is really MY self?? Like i have the way my friends view me, the way my family views me, the way i view me when i look in the mirror, the way i view me when i listen to music, the way my abusers view me, so on and so forth. How do i chose? I think a "self" is a very restricting idea to have, honestly. Maybe its because im a teenager and my hormones and identity is constantly fluctuating and changing but like ungghh. I DONT WANNA STICK TO JUST ONE THING THATS NOT ME I KNOW ITS NOT!

Second issue.. i dont think "myself" is likeable! And its not a self loathing thing i just genuinely have Issues. "Be yourself or die dreaming" what i dream of is traumadumping on every person i meet, like seriously every day i dream of doing that. But no, i dont, because you know what happens when you do that?? NO friends and you are now VULNERABLE and AFRAID. boom. I dream about hurting people too. I dont act on that, and i wont. But idk.. it just seems like everyone else can "follow their dreams" while mentally i have to rewrite the very definition of a dream so i can function normal-ish.

Mentally, i struggle to separate my identity with my abusers identity. Partially because of that SILLY LITTLE . Trauma bond thing. Ubgh. Rolls eyes. And so sometimes i will mentally act like him. At the same time, i wonder if its just the "self" that he made for me, made out of me? What he made me become? I know he twisted my identity in ways i could not see or comprehend, but it sucks that it has to impact me like this. It makes it hard to function. But I obviously mask during times like that. I think itd be easier if i had a therapist but like i dont so. I mask until i do, i guess!

Right now, as i type this, i think this is the most "self" ive shown in a while. I show snippets of myself through my characters, through my kins, through my art and through the music i listen to. I think the picture it paints is ugly. I think if anyone truly desired to dig into me and see what lie inside they would turn away in disgust. But maybe its hormones you know. 14 am i right.

I dont want people to perceive me as some sort of negative nancy either, even if my trauma does TRULY define me, i dont want people to look at me and see some whiny teen! But i fear what if thats really what i am. What would i do about that, though? Shall i turn around and curse out the ones who raised me this way, should I look up at the sky and beg whatevers up there to twist my being into something more palletable ?? Thats edgy. I feel so insecure at the thought of being a "teen". Lots of reasons. It feels like a slur sometimes! I can go online and see "teen" in the top ten tags of some porn website, then i can turn around and see everyone hating on "teens" and like. I hate teens too i think its understandable... but?? What? Do? I? Do? Hating oneself is inherently "teen behavior", so is insecurity and vulnerability and the need to be seen. (How am i even supposed to NOT hate myself when all i see is people talking about how annoying people like me are?). What do i do. Do i go back or do i go forward. Theres only two directions - i wish i could go left or something, has anyone tried that yet LET ME GO LEFT OR RIGHT!!! NO UPS AND DOWNS NO BACKS AND FORWARDS! grrr. Yeah.

At the end of some sort of day, i do not seek pity or sympathy for any of this, i seek someone who understands me more than i understand myself. I seek security that will only be found when i can confidentally describe who "i" am. But if i dont get that i'll be just fine, because i always am just fine. INDO OUT!!!!

[lifecollectzoe]

a quick unformulated ramble on memoir of a snail [SPOILERS]

Life can only be understood backwards, but we have to live it forwards

also just watched memoir of a snail and how so so so amazing!! the work put into storytelling and craftsmanship is honestly next level. and it was equally strange and offputting which is definitely what i love in a film.

themes of overcoming the trap of caging ourselves in the result of tragedy is very present in this film - that despite the hardships, we should allow ourselves to be freed and new. ive learnt something very important in this movie, and despite sort of already knowing the gist of the film's moral prior to watching, it completely solidified my understandings of self. it can get shit and thats okay, but how we take that under our belt and move on from it is on our own accord. and it takes YOU to make that decision for YOURSELF. and once you decide to do so, then you are free.

a depressing watch for sure but still finds space for humour and heart-warming moments. as a whole, super comforting.

i love them so much, i am also sensitive to media that revolve around the relationship of siblings because i love my siblings very much.

honestly what an inspiring film, in both ways of it being a work of art and philosophically. guiding how we can approach our day-to-day lives in serious events such as loss.

the characters were all honestly so beautifully crafted and characterised. i felt the impact of each and every one.

also the representation of hoarding?? how grace holds onto things so much due to the amount of loss to things that are dear to her! shown ESPECIALLY in these two shots:

a super important quote to me now:

No, I won't tell you the horrors I remember, but do want to tell you what it's like to feel imprisoned, caged. It was simply dreadful. But in the years since, I've learnt that the worst cages are the ones we create for ourselves. You have created a cage for yourself, Gracie. Your cage has never been locked... but your fears have kept you trapped. Get rid of those snails! Set yourself free. You got rid of that creepy Ken. Now it's time for you to shed your shell. Purge your hoard. Start anew. A bit of self-pity's OK, but it's time to move on. There'll be pain, but that's life. You have to face it head-on. Be brave.

16.01.2025

[nanithethottie]

001

It's been a long day. But that long day stemmed from many long days before it. That were apart of long weeks. And long years. And just a very long fucking time.

I don't know where I'm going to go with this, but I hope it gets me somewhere. I figured that if I don't know where I'm at and definitely have no clue the place I'm headed, the least I can do is try and make sense of where I know I was. Or at least what I can remember of it.

I think it's time to unpack it. You know, I'm trying to figure out a lot if shit. So. Much. Shit. I've had this idea to write about it for a while. It seems like the only thing I ever really knew how to do.

So basically I was told I was a good writer growing up. I felt that too. Like, I felt like I was a good writer just like they told me I was. My mom always begged me to do it. But I didn't want to. There were times I felt closer to it, even taking a chance at it. I did some poetry shit. It was kinda helpful. Fell out of it just as quick as I fell in. The most I've done in recent time was journal. I've journaled throughout my life, even though I tell myself I don't like to. But I don't know, I don't know what I like to do. I think thats why I'm here. I'm trying to figure it out. Maybe this will help. I like typing because sometimes I'm too lazy for a pen and paper. And something about having a secret tumblr blog feels so cunty. Enough rambling!!!! Damn!!!

Hey hey hey hey heyyyyyyy I am [redacted] and this is going to be a great story. As I stated, I don't know what the fuck I'm here for but atleast I have a story to tell. And when I say I don't know why I'm here, I know I don't feel that hopeless. Like hopeless in the way that I'm living for nothing. I really feel like I'm living for something. I just don't know what that something is but I really do want to find it.

Y'all, I'm gonna keep it so real and say why I'm typing this. Here's how my day went. I was sad as fuck going through a heartbreak that is gonna change my fucking life. Like I'm sitting here writing this like DAMN this shit hurt. Every time I think about it I feel this deep pit in my chest. Its deeeeeepppp. I'm trying to be real throughout the pain and keep it lighthearted to stop myself from feeling it but let me stop doing that. IM HURTING. Im in so much pain right now. This is the kind of pain that eats at you. That weighs on you. That makes your heart feel like it'll stop at any second. That gut-wrenching, soul-shattering feeling. But you'll hear why along the way. That's gonna be a huge part of the story that will probably be mentioned in each segment. It's a really important part. I made this account so I can feel safe somewhere.

I feel like God is with me, I just don't know how to reach God. I think I do. But I feel connected but lost at the same time. I can't really explain that feeling. Part of me wants to stop rushing the feeling of getting better. That's why I'm writing this I guess. Just trying to break things down and understand them better for myself.

Reality is starting to catch up to me. My life is starting to change in so many major ways. I know this to be inevitable, and I also know that I have a decision to make. I heard a pastor once say "you can be pitiful, or powerful". Anxiety be tearing up my fucking life. And I have a long of unfounded stress that makes me feel like shit is all over. It always lived with me. I'm trying to work through it. And stop believing that shit is pointless. Because at the same time I feel like I'm meant for so much out of this life. But now I'm 21. I'm getting ready to graduate. and so much shit is hitting the fan.

The least I can do is write about it.

[simcardiac-arrested]

BARNHAM THATS THE FUCKER! thank you. i didnt know he had a first name. i hope this was a fun exercise for you or something. as uhh reward or something idk. i dont quite really have something i can just go grab to give you. so heres a free space to ramble about a character from those games you like.

fuck yes free pass to autism. anyway i like both trucy and maya so i think i will talk about their parallels. they are both young girls at the start of their respective games and they go through So Fucking Much it’s incredible. but they still stay strong despite it all. maya loses her older sister at the ripe age of 17 and now has to live up to all these expectations of being a perfect spirit medium and perfect adult and now she has to be the head of the fey clan and master her technique. But she sucks balls at it all. obviously. she only has nick and pearl in her corner but that doesn’t even really help because all the time she feels like she’s failing them, like she’s not enough. she always tries to handle things on her own even if it’s to her own detriment. she defines her worth by her powers and her usefulness, and when she’s in court she feels like a waste when she’s next to nick. because he knows so much. he knows what he’s doing, he clearly doesn’t need her there. but the thing is that half the cases—hell, most of the cases in the whole ace attorney series would not have been able to be solved without maya. and yes, of course her powers are useful in solving cases, but that is not what i mean. i mean without maya. without her determination, because when nick gives up she Doesn’t. without her quick thinking, because when nick falters she Acts. without her strength, because maya is seriously So Fucking Strong. when her sister dies and she gets accused of murdering her, it’s devastating, but she doesn’t lose herself and she tries to help nick solve the case as much as possible. when her aunt betrays her and she is accused of murder again she is strong enough to stay collected despite everything. when she gets kidnapped it is quite possibly the worst few days of her life, and yet she never stops fighting, both for herself and for her family. and she always stays positive, always the light of everyone’s life—when she’s gone nick’s world practically crumbles. she is his anchor, and he couldn’t have gotten anywhere without her. On the other hand we have trucy, who technically becomes an orphan when she’s like, what, 8? 9? and that’s when nick takes her in, but that’s also when nick loses his damn job. and even though i’m sure nick has taken good care of her and loved her like no one else, i can’t imagine how it was like growing up for her. or no—i can, at least a little. because trucy is cagey. self dependent. strong. basically a full fledged adult at the age of only 15/16. she had to stay strong for her dad, obviously. couldn’t make him worry about anything. couldn’t make anyone worry about anything. when we see her in the game she is silly, whimsical, seemingly without a care in the world, seemingly not understanding the gravity of any given situation. but she understands it better than most. she knows how to be serious, how to be strong, she just does it in her own subtle ways. and she is definitely not stupid. she is one of the smartest characters in the games, even if we don’t take into account her ability to detect lies. she’s great at reading people and judging situations. she’s good at navigating life in general, all on her own. of course she still appreciates her dad, she still loves him, but the life of a daughter with a jobless single father who isolated himself from everyone for 7 years has not done her a lot of favors. just like maya, she is also the light of nick’s life, his second anchor, his most important person. and just like maya, trucy never allows herself to be weak, to be open, to be not enough. never allows herself to make others worry about her or, god forbid, pity her. just like maya, she is everyone’s support, everyone’s comic relief, everyone’s reliable adult in all but actual age. So anyway if capcom had let me work on ace attorney 4: apollo justice all these years ago i would’ve actually made trucy and maya interact on screen

[mrstellmeafuckingsecret]

NO SO REAL ive been writing on docs ...

barty is so def a monsterfucker. like he would look at an eldritch monster and be like 10/10 smash.

also ?? voldemort was hot in the first war??

yes barty being like voldemort>bcsr because at least voldemort brings results!! bcsr makes time for other people but not for his own so ?? asshole!!

also help the point about voldemort being the only person who makes time for bcjr?? gut-wrenching. so valid. yes in barty's eyes voldemort is the best person ever because he cares for bcjr + i feel like he humanizes voldemort a LOT like in his eyes ofc voldemort is the dark lord and the bullshit but ultimately a really powerful man. a man. just like himself. <3

grr him introducing himself as voldemort's bitch is a drug. bellatrix is his most devout follower, sure, but voldemort scratches his scalp and calls barty his bitch and now whenever a new death eater joins barty boasts about. leaning into dog barty here idk it feels right.

YES like he founds out what voldy said at the graveyard and that makes bcjr go crazy because wdym the thing voldemort told him he only ever told to harry potter, the boy who lived?? he's that important?? hes litr ready to peel his fingernails off for this man

also the "he could convince bcj to walk around with his shoes tied together and he’d do it" just makes me think voldemort def fucked around w bcjr. like he would have him do lowk humiliating stuff (maybe straight up humiliating stuff!) like we know from canon voldemort takes pleasure in being a pain in the ass sawr yk funsies.

also like the idea of bcsr doing humiliating bcjr. like in a diff way (this is a random ramble) like just bringing up his faults and all the embarrassing shit he did as a child and bcjr is seethinggg but its okay when voldemort does it bc voldemort is Hot

(also yes regulus is soo delusional help every time i remember how voldemort never saw or knew what he did i die laughing. hes such a loser <33)

help yes weirdo loser creepy oversensitive bcjr is soo fine like i just know he cries when like the most normal things happen. "barty why are you crying" "my shirt got wet 😿😿" "it's fucking raining. everything is wet."

ughhh james and sirius hurt sm because james wants to understand what sirius is feeling so bad and sirius would rather rip his dick off with a can opened than let him feel any of what he's feeling yk.

yes james doesnt understand what sirius sees in bcsr and he also doesnt understand why sirius doesnt come home with him!! his parents adore sirius, but sirius seems to hide further and further into the shadows whenever they see him lately and he just. he doesnt get it.

sirius would take any attack on bcsr so seriously, and more than that he'd take it as an attack of himself!! does james think sirius can't be trusted, cant make his own decisions? that he needs james to hold his leash hand and lead him everywhere because sirius is some lost dog without a kennel?? sirius has lived a hard life, even when he's barely a teenager he recognizes it. he can deal with his life himself, he's almost toxically independent and having james in his life is so new and good, but it's also new and bad because he can feel himself needing james when he isnt really supposed to be needing anyone!! and he cant simply go to james, either, one because ego, and two because, horrifically, he's starting to need bcsr too. he needs to hear he's good and he's making someone proud and that bcsr wishes he was his son instead of bcjr. the potters say it, sure, but they give out love like candy - with bcsr? you have to earn it. if he disappoints, he gets hit, if he doesnt he gets head a reward, he feels validated but only because he has to work for it - because the idea of just being loved isnt one sirius has, it comes off as pity to him.

idk thats a weirdly shaped paragraph and grammatically incorrect but haha suffer

anyway yes when sirius comes to bcsr's open arms after fighting with james and bcsr insults james sirius does feel hurt - because insulting james means insulting him (like how it was w jfp and bcsr's roles reversed) but where then it was sirius' pride and ego being hurt, now it's his insecurities being attacked, his petulance, his brashness. (not his sharp words, bcsr values a cruel canine).

yes yes yes sirius is a kid who does not understand why they think bcsr is bad, he punishes bad, rewards good, isnt that how its supposed to be? fleamont and euphemia keep repeating whatever james said and it makes sirius feel like they think he's stupid, or slow, because he hears what theyre saying he just doesn't deem it important.

ughh bcsr being butthurt about boyfriend not coming to him is like 1) funny 2) so sad ?? (for sirius, ofc, fuck bcsr <3). sirius feels sm guilt because bcsr doesnt like his sonn and hed be so alone and mrs crouch doesnt get him like he does (this line triggers alarm bells in f&e's mind) . but like it ending very abruptly is very important to me. theres no closure or scream-y fight its just owls and then no more owls !!

ughh youre making my heart hurt for bcjr rn i can imagine like 11-12yo bcjr being happy dads home early but nope turns out he didnt go at all (litr unprecedented) and instead took sirius to whatever exhibit or museum or whatever kids like idk he wanted?? bonus point if bcjrs been wanting to go forever and bcsr said he was too busy to take him??

like, pre this awakening, maybe bcjr got along w sirius but after it bcjr developes resentmenttt (the crush comes later) and every time sirius is over or he sees him in school he wants to rip him to shreds.

oo which makes me think, do you think this would affect deathstar's relationship in school? it's probable that they never talk at all but like where's the fun in that yk.

yes ugh sirius doesnt know how big this is, he thinks it's just a "aw :( too bad, anyway-" whereas for all three of the crouches its like !! massive !!

i love the idea of sirius being the very nonchalant one in a family full of Very Chalant People. its very clear he's not one of them yk.

AHH yes bcsr bashing barty's head into a table is like delicious ive been thinking of it 24/7. mrs crouch is screaming and barty is half sobbing half having a villain victory speech monologue bcsr is angry and just hitting and hitting and sirius is like Oh Wow this makes my family seem normal.

yes sirius would be scared because its a lot more bloody than even what goes on in his own house (unless u hc smth else?) and bcsr is disappointed in a rare moment of sirius' apparent 'softness' but he brushes it off as him simply being surprised. even when sirius requests to go home, he excuses it with mrs crouch's insistence that he does (n then mr&mrs crouch fight !! yum !!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!)

yes ahh bcsr being like dont heal bcjrs injuries and mrs crouch doing it anyway because thats her baby !! also bcjr is def the loser who called his dad 'daddy' and mum 'mama' too long idc 💔💔. also random hc i have is that whenever walburga hurt sirius she wouldnt heal it because she liked seeing him bruise and sirius' ptsd just gets triggered from that

ughh sirius being stalked is like. my favr thing. ever. at home regulus does it, here barty does?? he tries to talk to barty but barty just stands and stares at him so sirius is like Okay Man and does whatever. yes yes yes barty imitating sirius !!! it's painfully obvious, too !!! i cant decide whether bcsr would be pleased or not. probably not. he never is.

barty jacking off to the idea of being sirius is like. actual gold. like his face stuffed in sirius' unwashed clothes and his hand on his dick, rutting into it and crying out sirius' name ?? or maybe he pretends he is sirius and says 'dad' instead?? YUM !!!!!!!!

omg yes bcjr drugging and raping sirius is so like fitting. i think the wizarding equivalent would be a love potion? him asking winky (omg forgot about her) to slip it in his food, winky getting punished for it.

also !!!!!!!! the idea of bcsr telling winky to call sirius 'master' and follow his orders is so YUM especially if you hc that after the love potion incident he forbids winky from taking any orders from bcjr !!

yes yes yes lowk flashbacks to harry witnessing swm and thinking it was heinous and unforgivable... unless it was someone horrible (like draco) bc yum harry/sirius parallels random yes ! sirius being like "well he did xyz and he doesnt even try to get better!" (because he doesnt really understand bcjr's mental illness, either) as justification for his abuse because bcsr is good and that ! is ! final !

eek sirius begging lily to litr fix him because he thinks he's broken post depressive episode is so sad but yum love them sm

bcjr's episodes r like breaking actually like i can imagine mrs crouch being so so desperate and bcsr just stunning bcjr because thats the only thing that shuts him up and sirius is like Um because should he tell bcsr that he could ask lily, again, for help? get him muggle medicine? but that would mean he himself had done the same, that sirius was the same as bcjr and that cannot happen so ... guilt !

eek yes i can imagine sirius being like "where's your son?" and bcjr being like "he went to stay with a friend" when he's actually tied up in his room for a few days while mrs crouch is visiting her mother, with only winky for company. it's like horrific and i love it 1000 times more of this please.

ughh yes sirius trying to be good and trying to take the fall for bcjr and bcjr just bodily attacking him ... bcsr would be so so so so SO angry and sirius is just ?? scared ?? as to why he was attacked by what seemed to remind him of a wild dog ??

(i LOVE crackships but like jegulus is uninteresting and boring and tropey and BORING!!! blackcest can be fucked up which reminds me: thoughts??)

UGH sirius using bcjr and exploiting bcjr's crush on him to sleep with him and moan out 'barty' is veryy hot also that is NAWT a moanable name but whatevs . barty & sirius both just creaming at the thought of the Ultimate Groomer is so icky and sad and real and true like theyre rutting their dicks together like dogs in heat and riding each other and eating each other out screaming 'daddy' is so adlasfka

UGHH yes that is. so sad. sirius thinking he's finally found someone to trust, someone who's the perfect parental figure for him only to be proven wrong? him defending bcsr despite knowing bcsr palms his dick whenever sirius bends over and eek yes the thought of sirius being so scared to lose his virginity to someone who he's been jokingly calling dad for almost eight years he just runs and runs and runs till he goes back to where he knows he's safe even if he's an intruder.

but also. the idea of sirius letting bcsr touch him because he's so afraid of losing him and handjobs turn to blowjobs which turn to full on sex and sirius is nauseous afterwards and he's throwing up and barty is watching and he is jealous because why is sirius getting everything when he doesnt want it, when he's hear and he's so good for his dad?

also yes so real if barty could produce a a patronus it would be a worm. actually ??? i think he would bc like it never says healthy memory, it's just a happy one, so regulus and barty discussing it after class and regulus being like "what did you think of? i thought of my brother getting crucioed," and barty being like "omg!! :3 i thought of your brother crucioing me!!" . i can def see bartylus fucking and barty killing the mood by moaning out sirius' name icl

yes yes yes sirius hero worships bcsr. he has ever since he was a child, bcsr is cool and relaxed and always praises him and it doesnt change when they get older, only this time when bcsr calls him a good boy sirius is climbing his lap with his tongue out and fucking himself over bcsr's cocklet .

also what the FUCK he spoke THAT MANY LANGUAGES... no wonder barty was smart eek. i like the idea of him telling sirius and sirius speaks seven (and is content) is just wondering if he can name that many... and then The Lessons start.

i also like the thought of bcsr gifting sirius the fisrt motorcycle magazines in his collection and yummm <333

do you mean barty crouch sr by bcsr??? because omg plz tell me what you think about sirius’s relationship w him, i find the crouches so interesting, i would love to hear about that

YESS i LOVE you !!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! i dont actually know how much of what i imagine for them can be fit into canon/is canon but like sglkfd.

so barty jr and sirius probably met during their childhood i think, bcjr was intelligent and well mannered and a respectable kid in sirius' age range, and ofc there's the hc that he was close friends w regulus, too. i hc he was pretty distant w bcjr himself but i just knoww sirius 'daddy issues' black needed everyone's parents' approval. orion was a negligent asshole sawr i think its a pretty valid course of action yk

and ofc bcsr loved him !! he was intelligent, he was quick, he was charming, well mannered, all the shit he wishes his bastard of a son was. and barty sr is a bit manipulative too yk he would definitely try to steal sirius away from his family and friends because he knows what sirius needs.

and like !! bcsr. he knows his son is death eater, he does use sirius as a replacement. he doesnt hide it, either, which he thinks justifies using a very obviously traumatized young boy to forget about the guilt in his heart about abusing, traumatizing and neglecting his own son. that being said, he gives sirius the watered down version of abuse his parents do - which sirius has grown comfortable enough with. that being said, the main reason sirius ran away isnt there: he's not a supporter of voldemort. he's actively fighting against him. (also hehe i hc walburga as bipolar so sirius is just happy he doesnt have a timebomb in the house 24/7) (or at least the timebomb doesnt explode around him !!). bcsr still mentions who sirius should associate himself with, still is disappointed when he doesnt get a good grade (an E instead of an O), he yells at sirius, maybe he raises a hand at him too - but at the end of the day sirius finds him justified because he's the one who took sirius under his wing, and is helping him, and is nice to him, and this is really what parents do to their children, right?

here is also when the post comes in btw: bcsr feels entitled to sirius' life, his idea of a parent/child relationship is ownership, and unfortunately that's sirius' view of it too, but bcsr is a lot calmer and quieter than walburga, he cares more than orion - to sirius its really the best of both worlds. bcsr wants sirius to go in politics which sirius does not want because he already has whatever career he's chosen for himself, and bcsr feels it necessary that sirius follow his - his own son wont.

bcsr does need sirius, he confides in him, he loves him (in his own fucked up way). sirius moves on, he runs away and gets farther and farther away from everything that reminds him of Before and feels resentment that bcsr (a man who he's considered his strongest father figure for years) doesn't even reach out to him once. bcsr feels that its a child's responsibility to reach out every time - he feels betrayed that sirius didn't runaway to him, that he didnt even know sirius had runaway till someone told him in passing. the letters they exchanged come to an abrupt end and it just feels like everything ended in the middle of it yk. barty crouch sr doesnt see sirius till sirius is arrested, soon after his own bio son is x

(also, yes sirius does still have the potters, but the potters are a completely different world to him. he's not used to that kind of completely unconditional love, he's not used to seeing how they shower their heir son in love. its a little bittersweet, it feels like a fantasy, sirius feels like he's intruding, he fills resentment to james for being raised with parents who love him and ofc he doesnt want that so he finds solace elsewhere. he thinks the potters are angels on earth, his relationship with bcsr is what the normal parent/child relationship. if walburga and orion are a 10 on the scale of what sirius considers to be 'bad parents', euphemia and fleamont are in the negative. bcsr falls somewhere in the middle, like a 2 or 3 to sirius. to bcjr, sirius can recognize, that bcsr is horrible. he yells, may hit, he's permanently disappointed when they do interact. they barely ever do - bcsr is always busy, he makes special time for sirius (which makes sirius giddy bc wowzers am i that important?) which cuts out even more time from bcsr and bcjr to interact. also, bcsr calls sirius son and he doesnt call bcjr son. sirius is lowk a homewrecker i love him.).

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[simplygyuu]

Teddy Bear - 11 : i wont ever forget, okay?

*⁀➷synopsis ! : on your birthday one of your best friends, soobin, gifts you an adorable teddy bear. you keep it all day once he gave it to you, carrying the adorable thing around for your entire birthday day and going to sleep with it that night. the next morning you wake up with.. a man in the place of your precious bear?! he doesn't have a name and he looks at you like you hung all the stars and.. did he just say he WAS the bear?

wc (0.6k)

From the second you got home, you noticed something was off about Beomgyu. He wasnt being anywhere near as energetic as he used to be and he was doing a lot of zoning out. He would stare at the wall with a pouty, almost frowning, look before picking up his phone and typing furiously.

Honestly you didnt know what to think. You assumed it was just him still upset about his game even though it had been hours since then. You dont know why he would still even be upset with it.

You were gonna just leave it alone and let the boy sleep it off until you heard soft sniffles coming from Beomgyus direction. Almost immediately, your head snapped up at the sound to see the most pitiful sight youd ever laid eyes on.

There Beomgyu was sitting on the small, single chair while crying. He tried to wipe at his eyes, looking honestly confused and just upset. He didnt seem to understand what was going on, he might not even know what tears were. Yet there he was, crying in your living room.

“Beom?! Whats wrong? What are you crying?” You were quick to jump up and approach him once the initial shock wore off. He looked up at you, still hiccuping as he cried before shaking his head.

“I d-dont know..” Beomgyus words trailed off into another sob, making your eyes widen. You were never the best at comfort like this, it really wasnt your forte. But you couldnt just do nothing!

“Shh shh, It's okay Beomie.. I'm here okay? C'mere give me a hug.” You lowered your tone into that of a soft whisper, hoping it would ease him more. The hybrid was quick to take up your offer, practically diving into your waiting arms.

You just rubbed his back gently, whispering any comforting words you could think of as you let him cry onto your shoulder. What could have made him so upset? From all that you know he hasnt been doing much that could get him this upset.

“..Beomie? Are you feeling better?” You finally whispered gently a few minutes later once Beomgyus sobs lowered into soft sniffles. He had yet to look up from where he was cuddled up against you, just nodding softly.

“Do you want to talk about it?” You added along, bringing up a hand to run your fingers through his hair. He melted into the touch, making the corners of your lips quirk up into a small smile.

“You..you texted me and said you didnt remember how we met and I got.. sad. Even though you said it was Yunjin I worried and-and then I thought what if you really did forget even though i'd never forget cause thats the more important day of my life but youve lived such a long, human life and-”

“Oh, Beomie..” You gently cut off his long, panicked ramble. You didnt want him to work himself up again. Carefully, as if you were touching glass, you cupped his cheeks and brought his face up so that he could make eye contact with you.

“I wont ever forget, okay? Never. You're important to me and that day changed my life forever in a good way. Im sorry that my friend upset you this badly. Ill talk to her, okay? But I promise you i'll never, ever forget the day we met.” You rubbed his cheek with your thumb as you spoke, making sure to maintain eye contact to hopefully get across the point of how serious you were.

“..Okay. Thank you, yn.” Beomgyu finally replied after a few seconds before smiling a small smile and leaning forward to hug you again.

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[burnin0akleaves]

Will Treaty for the character ask

Oh you KNOW thats what I was dying to ramble about. And I mean it, this post ended up being VERY long ahdbfjbdjd sorry not sorry.

First impression: I read the series in middle grade first so I don't remember what my exact first impression was? But I'm pretty sure I found him relatable in Ruins of Gorlan, and then I thought he got cooler with every new book. I was a kid that didn't go outside a lot so reading about him travelling to different countries and having an important role to play in each new mission was extremely impressive to me. Funnily enough, I don't think he became my favourite character until I got to TRR, Horace took that role at first.

Impression now: Oh I think all of you know.

Favorite moment: I'm not sure if I have a singular favourite moment, so I'll go through a few really quickly.

In book 2 while the Skandians are leaving on the ship, Will actually gets a chance to escape. There is a brief moment where no eyes are on him and he acknowledges that if he jumped right now, he could probably swim back to shore easily. But then he remembers Cassandra, and decides to stay. Thats honestly such a huge fucking sacrifice to make, and he was a child at the time too! No one would blame him if he took the opportunity to escape, but Will would just never do that. When it's a choice between the people he loves most and his own well-being, he always chooses others first. No matter how scared he might be.

Speaking of fear, another scene I love is when Will is getting taunted by Ruhl. Like, the book acknowledges that Will is actually feeling scared shitless that Ruhl will burn him alive, and that he has to actively hold himself back from reacting when the man pretends to drop the torch. He even ends up letting out a sigh of relief when he finally backs off. But throughout the whole thing, he manages to keep all of it inside and doesn't emote anything. That takes so much self-control.

Also quick shoutout to how sassy he is when Ruhl's men overpower him. "Glad to hear it, pity I missed you."???? Slay.

And one last scene I gush over a lot is in Escape From Falaise; where Will decides that if the worst happens and they run out of time, he will make sure Maddie escapes and then face the wrath of the Baron alone. Again, selfless sacrifice. What a man.

Idea for a story: I'll be honest, I want to watch Will and Gilan fight. This has been trapped in some little part of my mind ever since the scene where Halt and Gilan confront Will at the start of book twelve, WHICH I HAVE A LOT OF THOUGHTS ABOUT FYI.

Maybe its a complicated situation where there is no right answer and Gilan has to be cold and collected because of his status as Commander while Will is passionate and wants to act as soon as possible. Both of them have understandable reasons for their side and its a situation where there is just no right answer, but Will is too passionate to let it go while Gilan is too responsible to bite more than he can chew at the time. So they fight. Really badly.

It ends up getting personal and at some point Will just drops his oakleaf and walks away. No one hears from him again for a really long time, including Maddie who had finished her training a few months ago. Gilan can't tell exactly what happened to anyone because the situation is something that needs to be kept secret, so everyone is in the dark about Will for a very long time.

A few years later Gilan has to go on a mission himself since the situation is dire and they need the best ranger they have. Halt is too old and Will is gone, so that leaves him. An unknown power is rising in a nearby country and threatening the king. This person's motives are unknown but according to this foreign king's word, they are extremely dangerous and need to be stopped immediately.

When Gilan arrives to take care of it, suprise suprise, its Will. Said king is a terrible person thats about to threaten all the neighbouring countries, so Will is hellbent on taking him down. Turns out in the years he was gone, Will had gained a lot of respect and power along with new friends. Gilan and Will fight, again.

In the middle of their fight they get ambushed and they have to fight side by side after so long. They handle it and end up having an emotional conversation where they hug each other and make up. Gilan learns more about the situation and realizes that while maaaybe willing to go a bit too far for it, Will is in the right. He also gets to know Will's new friends better and ends up liking them.

At this point Gilan has been gone for too long and the rest of the gang come to find him. They find him and they find Will. After everyone gets to have a reunion where the truth finally comes out, they work together and resolve the situation. I'm not sure whether Will goes back with them, refuses to go back to Araluen after he has made a life for himself in this new place, or abandons all things related to war and buys a remote cabin in the woods to live a peaceful life after that. But its one of those three. Also he has a second unnofficial apprentice and she and Maddie start dating after they have their own enemies to lovers arc.

Unpopular opinion: Sigh. The beard looks good on him and if you boil Will down to being Halt's son you're doing a disservice to his character, let it go, let him grow up.

Favorite relationship: I already wrote waaaay more than I should have so I'm going to ignore all family relationships and go straight for Alyss/Will/Horace/Evanlyn. "Godfather" my ass, you mean Maddie's parents call you babygirl.

Favorite headcanon: Eventually, Will goes out like his father Daniel. Surrounded by way too many enemies, putting an amazing last stand to save someone. I know this sounds angsty or whatever but honestly, I think a legendary man deserves to have a legendary death too. Him dying in bed peacefully of old age after everything he had to go through comes as a close second.

[violetnotez]

Hiya!! So I dunno if you are accepting requests at the moment or not (lmao I'm pretty new at tumblr) but I saw your piece with Baku, Izuku and Shoto and reader in the 1v1...ok, so just asking, can we get one Kirishima and Denki, too? Pwetty pwease🥺🥺🥺(I mean, if it's fine with you) That, and you're a great writer!!! So lotsa hugs🤗🤗🤗

P.s, sorry for rambling😅

Hey babe! Omg yes of course I loved doing those headcannons, why not add these babies too! 💕 sorry for replying to this so late, but I hope you enjoy!

You fit Them At the 1v1 | BNHA

Kaminari x reader, Kirishima x reader (seperated)

Warnings: you WILL lose in all of these- it would make sense in the canon story line to me 💀😂 ALSO not edited cause I have no energy lmao + cursing | HC

read the original here

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K I R I S H I M A

When baby boy saw your name flash against his in the big screen over the arena, his heart dropped

We all know Kiri prides himself heavily on being manly and drinking his respect women juice, so the fact he has to fight a girl is WRECKING him

And the fact it’s YOU, one of his closest friends and his ultimate crush,,,,

AGH the heart ache 😭💔

His friends really aren’t helping him-

Kaminari is just sighing, only saying “Sucks to be you man!”

Him and Sero are probably betting if Kirishima is gonna actually go easy on you 💀

Mina is trying to comfort him in between threats of hurting him if he so much lands a scratch on one of her besties

Bakugo is only one who really understands him at this point-he notices how down his friend looks at the news, and it almost makes him pity the red haired hero

But obviously he’s not gonna show that (emotions are for dumbasses💀💀💀)

So Bakugo grabs his friend’s shoulder, Kirishima turning at the sudden touch

“Your worries about her, arent ya?”

“Yeah...” Kiri sighs, hands gripping into fists. “I couldn’t forgive myself if I hurt her-“

“But you have to. And you are,” Bakugo states firmly, “Thats the whole point of this event dumbass. And if you sit there and mope about hurting her, that’s an insult to her. You’re basically saying she’s not strong to handle herself-“

“But she is!” Kirishima interjects quickly, eyes wide, “She is so strong! Way stronger than I could ever be...”

“Than worry less about her and more about yourself idiot! This is about you-not about some crush you got. You wanna be a hero? Than act like one and fucking fight.”

Damn Bakugo lay it on thick 💀

Even though the words are harsh, they hit close to home for Kirishima and he snaps out of his mopey state, a small, hesitant grin forming on his face.

Once the fight starts, Kirishima does exactly as his friend told him-and he fought with all he got

Once he finally pushed you past the white line, the crowd cheered, and he felt so much pride in himself-

Until he saw you hunched over, looking quite defeated

Guilt bubbled in his insides for basking in his victory while you lost, running over, apologized on the tip of his tongue-

Until he saw you look up, a small smile on your face

You looked slightly upset, but the smile was covering it up, a small chuckle on your lips as he came over

“Why you look so worried Kiri!” You grinned, shaking off the dust from your uniform. “I’m fine-that Special move of yours really did me in though, that was amazing!”

Kirishima felt completely shocked-you were taking this so well, so friendly and nonchalant...he couldn’t help but feel admiration for it

“Well, it wasn’t easy, you did an amazing job as well!” He said truthfully, chuckling as he scratched the back of his neck

“We both did amazing,” you corrected, offering your hand as a peace offering.

Kirishima gladly took it, loving how small your hand felt against his as you shook it firmly.

“If I had to loose to anyone...” you stated calmly, looking at him square in the eye,

“I’m glad it was you.”

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Kirishima’s mind was going a mile a minute as he shuffled around students, “Excuse me!”’s and “Sorry!’s spilling out of his lips and he looked around, trying to find your familiar hairstyle in the crowd.

He finally spotted you in the stands, looking over a fight with Deku and Iida, your expression completely absorbed by the fight.

Kirishima’s heart instantly began to race in his chest, hands feeling clammy at his side.

But his best friend’s voice began to echo in his mind, that harsh voice saying “just fucking do it, shitty hair” somehow helping him walk over to you, his hand reaching out to touch your shoulder before he could force himself to stop.

You instantly turned at the source of the touch, your eyes softening and a warm smile growing on your face as you saw it was him.

“Hey Kiri!” You greeted warmly, “So-we’re matched against each other! How cool is that!”

You genuinely looked excited and optimistic- it was contagious, and Kirishima couldn’t help but smile.

“Well-I-yeah, of-of course it’s cool!” He stumbles over his words slightly, but instantly perked up in order to cover up his his hesitance.

But you caught on quickly, cocking your brow mischievously.

“Aw, don’t tell me your getting nervous-“

“Never! C’mon, you know me, I’m always pumped for a fight!” He shouted brightly, hoping he sounded confident enough.

You simply giggled, shaking your head slightly.

“Of course I know that Kiri...” he sighed out his name, making his heart swoon.

“Give me all you got, okay?”

Kirishima looked at you, feeling his heart beat violently against his chest as you gave him a sweet smile, your hand bent in a act of comradery.

He grinned to his left, cheeks blazing red as he took his larger hand in yours. giving it a squeeze.

“Of course.”

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K A M I N A R I

Ohhhh does he feel totally screwed right now 💀

Like-why does the world just always wanna cock block him?

His CRUSH

Like yeah sure, he looks at a lot of girls, but your yitties are the only ones he truly wants 🥺

Lmao so poetic Kaminari 💀

He just feels like shit

Sero isn’t helping when he pats him on the back and goes “Tough luck man”

He literally goes “WTF dude I thought you were my wing man” 😑

Anyways he’s just FLIPPING out internally

Until he gets in the arena-and realizes he’s got another problem

Cause holy shit seeing you fight is SUCH a turn on 💀

So instead of worrying about hurting you he’s more worried about you hurting him

Having you so close to him at points when he’s not paying attention-

Like yeah sure you just grabbed his wrist and slammed him into the ground-

But damn were your hands always that soft?!

Until you almost punch him near the white line does he realize how much he’s goofing off-

So he pulls out a special move that completely overrides your own quirk, making him able to win at the last moment

Baby boy feels so bad he comes running to your side and helping you up

After the fight, he proceeds to get on his knees and beg for forgiveness

He’s literally so dramatic 💀🤧

At some point you just say you forgive him just to get him to stop begging

It’s still endearing tho 🥺

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“Man, you’re gonna get destroyed by her!” Sero laughed, clearly unaware of how mopey his friend looked.

“Why’s that?” Kamianri sighed, his yellow eyes looking the shade of dark honey. “And why can’t you be supportive!”

“Cause dude, you can barely act normal around her-let alone fight!”

Sero chuckled, stuffing his hand in his pockets.

“Seriously, you kinda act brain dead around girls-and with her...it’s game over.”

“Ahhh, thanks for lifting my spirits dude-“ Kaminari whined, a pout on his lips as he mumbled, “And I don’t act brain dead-“

Just then, the two boys spotted a group of three girls coming there way- Mina, Ochaco, and you.

Sero grinned a smirk that could be only described as evil as he waved over the girls and shouted out a cheery “Hey!”

All three of them waved back, Mina shouting out “Hey boys!”, your shoes walking near the boys to talk.

“Oh hey Kaminari!” You smiled at the blonde, “Didn’t even see you there!”

“Are you excited for our fight!” You were incredibly happy, not phased by the fact he looked so nervous around you. “I know I am-hopefully we don’t beat each other up too much,”

You were laughing, grabbing his wrist lightly in a friendly gesture but Kaminari was dying inside- cause holy fuck you were talking to him?! AND TOUCHING HIM-

He was either gonna scream or puke-and on the outside he looked exactly like it.

But thankfully you didn’t even notice, waving a goodbye at the boys as the three of you walked away, Sero turning with the biggest shit eating grin.

“So you don’t act brain dead, huh?”

“shut up-“

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[swtki]

You And Him

Part 2

Pairing: George Weasley x Fem! reader , Fem! reader x Cedric Diggory

Summary: Cedric can’t help but feel envious when you aren’t his.

WARNINGS: ANGST, THIS IS SAD, MENTIONS OF SEX

A/N: Okay so maybe I’m feeling shitty because of my personal life but thats neither here nor there, this is written in Cedrics POV. Also in this AU Cedric and George and Y/N are all in 7th year.

We were fourth years when we first met, I saw you sitting at the table near mine in the great hall and I never wanted to take my eyes off of you. I never wanted to see you without a smile painted on your already gorgeous face, a smile that I was cause for. You were eating and conjuring up a conversation with the other girls, it wasn’t long until one of the girls noticed and giggles errupted, causing us to lock eyes. Thats when I knew, I never wanted to take my eyes off of yours.

After I mustered up all the courage my fourteen year old self could, I introduced myself in one of our classes. People knew me as punctual, well said and put together, but when I talked to you I couldn’t stop rambling. You laughed at me, but I knew it wasn’t a pity laugh or anything laced with venom. Your laugh was warm, and sweet, I could tell you were laughing because you thought it was charming. You would later confirm this on a drunken evening.

“Cedric,” you said, “Do you remember when we first met? All you could muster was fragments!”. Your cheeks were pink, the fire whiskey’s proof of making its way to your bloodstream.

I thought things between us were strictly platonic, it was an unspoken agreement that we kept our hands in our laps. We were just friends. All friends loved each other for years on end right?

Just when I decided to accept that, we hooked up. We hooked up in my room and I’ll never regret it, I just wish I hadn’t fallen in love with you more. It happened another time, four months later. The sight of you wrapped in my sheets was beyond heartwarming.

You seemed to not have any feelings towards it nor any against. You would smooth your skirt down, and say goodbye to me like we had just joked around. But if I were to have you in any way other than platonic, I figured this would be our first step.

But thats when you got paired with him, you got paired with the boy every girl was infatuated with for his humor alone. I walked us out of class, thats when I should have seen things were in path to change:

“George is quite sweet actually, he’s more than just jokes. He complimented my intelect today, what boy in our year compliments on anything other than bust?”

I should have dropped everything to proffess my love to you right then. Drop to my knees, tell you how I value your intelect as much as your pure beauty. But, I didn’t. So we went on walking as our usual selves.

I had to listen to you fall in love with George Weasley, during study sessions and late night drinkings. I slapped a smile on my face as I listened;

“I don’t know, George is just so...so perfect. He asked me to study with him on Friday, alone in the library!”

I pretended to be happy for you. But inside I was nothing if not crushed. I wondered if maybe this was a first date that would lead to nothing, secretley I hoped it was. But, it wasn’t - and as the months dragged on, you were head over heels. I developed sores on the inside of my cheeks from biting them, I never wanted to make you unhappy, even if that meant hurting myself.

Still, I hoped things would be casual with you and him. But, every time I saw the shaggy ginger and your beautifully lit up face, that hope deminished. Then, he gave you a necklace for your birthday. A locket really, but you wore it every single day.

“Ced, look-“ you opened the locket to reveal a picture of you and him “Isn’t it just magnificent?”.

I agreed, and declaired how thoughtful and romantic George was. Even though the thing representing those charactaristics were sitting around the neck where my love bites used to mark.

I decided that if I could not be happy for you, I would be happy for myself. I asked Cho Chang out, we talked all evening until curfew came. She wasn’t you, but she was great all the same. She looked at me the way I always wanted you to look at me.

I know now, that you truly understand. When I walked into class hand in hand with her, I saw your jaw clench. And it told me all I needed to know.

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[zwampy]

sometimes i think about in depth blogging about my feelings and life and i dont know what worth it would have but . hoo.

im so tired of being eternally broke, but i always will be. like the only way i get about to anything cool is by the grace and pity of others. i see other people in nice new clothes, TRAVELLING... TRAVELLING... taking photos on their brand new phones, with friends, and its VERY HARD not to feel bitter and down. or like, i see people making jokes i made, but nobody heard, and it’s nobody’s fault i have a small social circle and outreach, but seeing 100s of people go haha about something you said already a long time before you’re like... oh my god Lord throw me a bone now maybe

anyway i do count my blessings i really do i TREASURE the little good things that happen to me, TREASURE, but also it’s exhausting constantly keeping back the “you know, it could be a lot better than this” thoughts

i think i need to severely limit seeing accounts from people who have rich families or just got lucky or whatever. like im always thinking about how we’re all struggling, even if you “got lucky” it’s like... why would you stop talking about the horrific inequalities or sharing charities or talking about our garbage cities its ???

like i saw a news article in the related of something else i was reading, and it was like “[influencer/youtuber idk] explains why they moved to LA” and im like... uh... because theyre rich now? why would they move to a people hostile dogshit traffic choked city? because its LA and thats where influencers go now that theyre rich? why doesnt every single other person make a pained face seeing that. dont you cringe? why arent you cringing?

everything loops back to city building and walkable cities for me apparently. this is a ramble. im just keeping myself from getting too down :^( its hard. i know you understand. no point falling into the pit though, but i do feel this absurd need to clarify myself to strangers online like “BTW... I DONT HAVE A LOT OF MONEY... I TREASURE EVERY GOOD THING THAT COMES MY WAY... IF WE ALL HAD MORE MONEY WE WOULD CERTAINLY BE HAPPIER... ALL THESE POSTS I MAKE I’M SELF AWARE... IF YOU SEE ME SOMEWHERE PRETTY, I’M THINKING THE WHOLE TIME “HOW BLESSED I AM TO BE HERE”... I CAN’T BE LIKE YOU, IF YOU’RE WEALTHY, I’M NOT LUCKY ENOUGH TO BE YOU, AND YOU SHOULD COUNT YOUR BLESSINGS, AND BE GENTLE TO OTHERS AND GIVE WHEN YOU CAN, BECAUSE YOU ARE PRIVILEGED”

im not re-reading this. life has been hard! not going into details lol. i just need to cosmically reach out to strangers online sometime to go “we’re struggling, right? we don’t have money like some people do, and we’re never gonna. let’s stay strong, at least i’m not struggling alone”

tattoo on my forehead that says “ a lot of bad things happened to me and some continue to happen so don’t compare yourself to me because we are only barely the same species, it’s not fair and we did not run the same race”

hmmm... let’s hope we get a little luckier soon

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