#idk man but it's perfect for this situation

[becauseimswagman1]

College Life

Kelvin Harrison Jr. x reader (Pt.1)

A/N: Yet another series for ya girl! Idk how many parts this gonna be, tho.

Warnings: none.

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Being a “jock” in high school translates to being a “frat boy” in college. That title was something Kelvin desperately wanted to escape. Sometimes he regrets playing sports, but it was one way to get outta his hometown and make something of himself. He has the brains, too, though. He graduated at the top of his class and had an array of universities to choose from. He ended up picking the HBCU the love of his life decided to go to.

Okay, the love of his life is a bit of a stretch since the two of you barely spoke in high school, but he knew you existed and always loved you, even if you didn’t know it yet.

He ended up confessing to you the night after graduation. That summer was perfect.

Kelvin always tells you that you mean the world to him. He was ready to start a new life at university with you, until move-in day, he saw all his boys from high school and the pressure got to him. 

You two held hands, walking up to the dorm building you would be staying in. He promised he would help you move in since your parents couldn’t make it. 

“Ayo is that Kelvin?! Mr. Star player himself!”

Kelvin froze. He didn’t know Jharrel picked this place too. Something in him clicked and he dropped the suitcase handle and your hand.

He turned around to where the greeting came from, “Yo! Already know it’s me!” 

He walked over to him and they did a (in your opinion, ridiculous) handshake, “You didn’t tell me you got in here Rel.”

“Yeah, well, it’s not like you were taking calls all summer. Busy man, very hard to get ahold of.”

He glanced back at you, still standing a few feet away from him, waiting, “You know, was working to save up some cash. Can’t come here and be broke right?”

“Fasho,” Jharrel glanced at the name of the building, “You do know this is the girl's dorms right? Don’t tell me my boy got himself some pussy lined up before the semester even started?”

Kelvin rubbed the back of his neck and chuckled, “Um yeah, something like that. you know how I do.”

This is what had you confused, it’s not like they were having this conversation privately or quietly so you heard it all. Got himself some pussy lined up? Why hasn’t he introduced you? 

You decided you weren’t going to sweat it. You weren’t his official girlfriend anyway. Y’all hadn’t talked about that and you guess it was never gonna happen either. You got the suitcase that Kelvin had so eloquently dropped and walked into the building, you’ll move yourself in.

Before Jharrel could get another word in, a girl walking by caught his eye, “Aye, ima catch you later Kelv.” He dapped Kelvin up then walked away.

Kelvin let out a breath and turned around, thinking you’d still be there. Surprise, surprise… you weren’t. He pulled out his phone and walked into the building, calling you, needing to know what your room number is. 

You didn’t wanna answer but, you needed help moving the dresser. How could he just agree with Jharrel like that? 

“Hey, where are you? I’m getting on the elevator now, what’s your room number?”

You told him the room number and hung up quickly. He didn’t think anything of it.

When he walked into your room, you were sitting on the bed, obviously upset, but of course he didn’t pick that up. 

He shut the door, “Why’d you leave from down there?”

“Are you really asking me that question?”

He walked further into the room, “Yeah, I am. Cause I wanna know.”

You sighed, “I know we aren’t together, but did you really have to hide the fact that you were helping me move in? Is it that bad that we’re seen together?”

This whole situation had you shook, you didn’t think he was one of those guys.

Kelvin instantly felt bad, “I’m sorry. I didn’t mean to disregard your presence. But, I have a reputation to uphold and you know that.”

“A reputation? Kelvin this isn’t fucking high school anymore. You don’t have to keep that silly shit up anymore. You’re the one who told me you picked this school to start a new life.”

He sat next to you on the bed, “I picked this school to do that and be with you. I like you.”

“You like me but you wanna keep me in the dark?”

“Keep you in the dark?” now he was a little confused, “I just didn’t bring you up. It’s not like we’re together.”

Oh… he went there. Of course, he would because it’s true.

Nodding your head, “You are so fucking right. We aren’t together, but it would be so wonderful of you to not act like I’m invisible.”

He was confused even more. Nobody was acting like you were invisible, but it was no use in arguing with you.

“Look, I’m sorry. I never should’ve done that. If I had brought you into the conversation, then he would’ve blown everything outta proportion. The semester hasn’t started and I wanna be chill right now.”

This wasn’t gonna end well, but you wanted this to work, so, “Fine. Chill. I can be chill.”

He kisses your cheek, “So, what you need help with?”

And just like that he’s forgiven.

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[lemon-muncher]

hey!!! I was wondering if you could do some yandere content with a villain male reader whos a lot like toga but he's absolutely obsessed with pro hero Bakugo that he keeps him tied up in his basement??? You can choose if its angst or smut but I hope you're doing well and thank you for your timeeee!!!

OH MY LORD I NEEDED THIS!!! I'm thinking of making a second part to this but I'm not sure. If you guys want that, let me know if it should be angst or smut!

CW: Kidnapping, obsession, stalking, basic yandere shit idk

Katsuki Bakugo x Yandere! Male Reader

Most people would retract in horror or shock if they found someone bound, gagged, and disheveled in their basement. Their hearts would race, subconsciously entering into a fight-or-flight reaction as they analyze the situation. But you, you were different from others. All you can do is stare in awe at the results of months of hard work. 

You’re not sure when your obsession with Katsuki Bakugo started. Probably when you were leaving the scene of one of your crimes. From the mass panic and large amount of civilian activity, you were able to slip into the crowd and blind in. In the chaos, you just happened to bump into someone, both of you stumbling but still left standing. A hand roughly grabs your shoulder to stabilize the both of you. “You alright?” A rough voice speaks to you, but for a moment you thought you fell and hit your head because there’s no way you could hear the voice of an angel. “Yeah…” You simply mumble, nodding your head in response. Before you could say anything else, blonde hair and red eyes turn away from you, running towards the scene of your crime. 

For the first time in your life, you were awestruck. Completely captivated by a man you had only seen for a few seconds. You watch as he runs away, memorizing how the man’s muscular body stretched the spandex of his hero suit. Scanning him from head to toe, watching as his back flexed and his ass slightly bounced with each step. As a villain, you had learned how to get away from the police, to evade capture. But for a moment, you wanted to walk back, just to observe the pro hero for one more second.

“It was a moment of weakness!” You told yourself as you browsed the internet at all the new and upcoming heroes. “A small misstep in my criminal agendia!” You tracked down the hero agency he worked for, finding the address of his apartment. “He’s just… intriguing…” You stood in the doorway of his bedroom, wide red eyes looking into your own. “Katsuki Bakugo… we meet again…” If it weren’t for the silent apartment, he wouldn’t have heard you mutter. You took a step forward, the moonlight coming through the window showing the vibrant blush on your cheeks and bloodshot eyes. Your smile sent shivers down Katsuki’s skin, both of your bodies moving purely on instinct. 

From the beginning of time, fight-or-flight was embedded into the DNA of living things. In the wild, two animals fighting each other wouldn’t be odd as they were simply fighting for survival. Katsuki clawed at your face as the sedative filled syringe was plunged into his neck. Your body atop of his, caged him against the bed. As he struggled, his feet dug into his sheets, kicking them off the bed in a struggle. He was fighting for his life… but at the same time, so were you. 

How long has it been? Three months? Four? Time had stopped the second Katsuki was in your possession. You can help but blush and chuckle as angry eyes stare back at you. Even when restrained he still fought. He would be such a good pro hero if you hadn’t made it your mission to turn him into the perfect man for you. “You’ve been quiet the past few days… what’s gotten into you?” You question, slowly pulling the gag out of your captive’s mouth. “Fuck you…” His voice hoarse and his mouth dry from days of screaming into the cloth. His body was slumped in the chair he was restrained to, the quirk-blocking cuff around his ankle slightly worn from Katsuki’s constant struggling. 

The blush rose on your cheeks at the statement. How can you refuse him such an intimate act? He was finally giving in, starting to feel the same way you did for him! With a hum, you slowly started to walk around the other man, stopping directly behind him. “You have no idea how happy I am to hear you say that…” You raked a hand through Katsuki’s blonde hair, your fingers instinctively tightening around the strands and pulling his head back. A strained groan leaves the other man’s mouth as his eyes are forced into the line of sight of your own. His lips twitched, most likely to throw out a string of profanities but all it did was make you lick your own. 

“Now, all you have to do is behave, my love…”

[mrsashengrotto]

Hello Mrs. Ashengrotto. 😊 I hope you're having a good day.

I'd just like to know—is this a genuine photo of baby Azul?

Because if it is,

SQUEEEE HE'S SO CUUUTE!!! SO ADORABLE!! 🥰

How could he not see how precious he looked? He was the sweetest little octo-mer in the whole Coral Sea!!!

I know, my son's adorable, isn't he? Oh, I know! Here's one of when he was even younger!!

Look at him, he's just the cutest thing!

edit (ooc): broo I forgot to credit the art IM SO SORRY - https://www.pinterest.com/pin/649644314991253566/ --- this was the og link, not linked so I'm pretty sure it's the original artst

[inkskinned]

you're grabbing lunch with a nice man and he gives you that strange grimace-smile that's popular right now; an almost sardonic "twist" of his mouth while he looks literally down on you. it looks like he practiced the move as he leans back, arms folded. he just finished reciting the details of NFTs to you and explaining Oppenheimer even though he only watched a youtube about it and hasn't actually seen it. you are at the bottom of your wine glass.

you ask the man across from you if he has siblings, desperately looking for a topic. literally anything else.

he says i don't like small talk. and then he smiles again, watching you.

a few years ago, you probably would have said you're above celebrity gossip, but honestly, you've been kind of enjoying the dumb shit of it these days. with the rest of the earth burning, there's something familiar and banal about dragging ariana grande through the mud. you think about jeanette mccurdy, who has often times gently warned the world she's not as nice as she appears. you liked i'm glad my mom died but it made you cry a lot.

he doesn't like small talk, figure out something to say.

you want to talk about responsibility, and how ariana grande is only like 6 days older than you are - which means she just turned 30 and still dresses and acts like a 13 year old, but like sexy. there's something in there about the whole thing - about insecurity, and never growing up, and being sexualized from a young age.

people have been saying that gay people are groomers. like, that's something that's come back into the public. you have even said yourself that it's just ... easier to date men sometimes. you would identify as whatever the opposite of "heteroflexible" is, but here you are again, across from a man. you like every woman, and 3 people on tv. and not this guy. but you're trying. your mother is worried about you. she thinks it's not okay you're single. and honestly this guy was better before you met, back when you were just texting.

wait, shit. are you doing the same thing as ariana grande? are you looking for male validation in order to appease some internalized promise of heteronormativity? do you conform to the idea that your happiness must result in heterosexuality? do you believe that you can resolve your internal loneliness by being accepted into the patriarchy? is there a reason dating men is easier? why are you so scared of fucking it up with women? why don't you reach out to more of them? you have a good sense of humor and a big ol' brain, you could have done a better job at online dating.

also. jesus christ. why can't you just get a drink with somebody without your internal feminism meter pinging. although - in your favor (and judgement aside) in the case of your ariana grande deposition: you have been in enough therapy you probably wouldn't date anyone who had just broken up with their wife of many years (and who has a young child). you'd be like - maybe take some personal time before you begin this journey. like, grande has been on broadway, you'd think she would have heard of the plot of hamlet.

he leans forward and taps two fingers to the table. "i'm not, like an andrew tate guy," he's saying, "but i do think partnership is about two people knowing their place. i like order."

you knew it was going to be hard. being non-straight in any particular way is like, always hard. these days you kind of like answering the question what's your sexuality? with a shrug and a smile - it's fine - is your most common response. like they asked you how your life is going and not to reveal your identity. you like not being straight. you like kissing girls. some days you know you're into men, and sometimes you're sitting across from a man, and you're thinking about the power of compulsory heterosexuality. are you into men, or are you just into the safety that comes from being seen with them? after all, everyone knows you're failing in life unless you have a husband. it almost feels like a gradebook - people see "straight married" as being "all A's", and anything else even vaguely noncompliant as being ... like you dropped out of the school system. you cannot just ignore years of that kind of conditioning, of course you like attention from men.

"so let's talk boundaries." he orders more wine for you, gesturing with one hand like he's rousing an orchestra. sir, this is a fucking chain restaurant. "I am not gonna date someone who still has male friends. also, i don't care about your little friends, i care about me. whatever stupid girls night things - those are lower priority. if i want you there, you're there."

he wasn't like this over text, right? you wouldn't have been even in the building if he was like this. you squint at him. in another version of yourself, you'd be running. you'd just get up and go. that's what happens on the internet - people get annoyed, and they just leave. you are locked in place, almost frozen. you need to go to the bathroom and text someone to call you so you have an excuse, like it's rude to just-leave. like he already kind of owns you. rudeness implies a power paradigm, though. see, even your social anxiety allows the patriarchy to get to you.

you take a sip of the new glass of wine. maybe this will be a funny story. maybe you can write about it on your blog. maybe you can meet ariana grande and ask her if she just maybe needs to take some time to sit and think about her happiness and how she measures her own success.

is this settling down? is this all that's left in your dating pool? just accepting that someone will eventually love you, and you have to stop being picky about who "makes" you a wife?

you look down to your hand, clutching the knife.

[bunabi]

I'm so happy my current apartment has a big window facing out to the world so Sabine can enjoy the view

It's not just the gang of birds that keeps visiting us, but these huge monarch butterflies too, and sometimes a goose stands on a roof

Its the best 😭

[blindmagdalena]

really obsessed with soulmate au’s recently and it got me thinking… what if john’s soulmate was part of the boys? a girl trying to kill him with an entire group of people also trying to kill him… and he’s fated to her? could picture him finding out and just putting his hands on his hips while turning his back to her and doing that click chuckle thing. just in utter disbelief but it is definitely on track for fate’s little play with him and his life lolol

Oohhh, you know, I've never played much with the soulmate au concept, but this struck me just right because I can so clearly see the slow, building meltdown that strikes him when that reveal drops.

The mirthless laugh, shaking his head, the hapless gesture to the ceiling before his hands drop. "Of course. Of course it's you. Why wouldn't it be? I mean—Christ, it makes sense, doesn't it? Every single person who was supposed to love me has-has fucked it, so why—" he keeps cutting into this escalating, unsettling laughter. There's nothing funny about it: you're sure that you're watching someone lose the last shred of their sanity in real time. "Why would my 'soulmate'-", he says, miming big, dramatic quotation marks. "-be any different?" That manic grin has shifted into tight baring of his teeth, a vicious sneer. He closes in on you, stands so near you can feel the heat of his breath when he hisses, "I should put you in the fucking dirt with the rest of them."

It should be terrifying, but it's hard to focus on anything other than the glassiness of his eyes. The sheer devastating heartbreak of it all, telegraphed clear as day in the way he carries himself. His eyes flare red, sizzling up the tears before they can fall. "And then you really will be all alone," you say. Maybe it's the hopelessness of the moment, maybe it's the shock of learning for yourself that he's supposed to be your one and only, but you feel numb. Frayed in a way you didn't know you could be. The crimson light of his eyes disappears in an instant, revealing surprise, followed by a wounded kind of look, before that familiar seething rage returns. "We'll see about that."

[byanyan]

you're out walking with byan. it's a chilly night, and you're starting to get cold. byan starts taking their coat off and you think "oh wow, are they really going to lend me their jacket?" but just as quickly as you get your hopes up, they dash them by tucking the thing under their arm with a smug look. no, they aren't going to let you wear their jacket; instead, they're going to show you up, they're going to mock you by showing you that not only were they smart enough to bring one, but that they don't even need it because it's not that cold out, you're just a big baby.

[designernishiki]

I feel like I liked yakuza 5 a lot more than most people for some reason

[snavian]

Like a lotta folks I do have negative feelings about DRG updates stagnating in favour of spin-offs but at the same time 1) it's a small dev team and they deserve to work on what's fun for them and 2) Rogue Core looks really cool so I'm easily won over lol

[spikeyjo]

also uh im kind of not thinking about it much because its insane. but if everything goes right (and i mean a considerable amount of things that probably wont go as planned) but if they DO... i will have a major surgery in like two weeks

[south-sea]

the only thing i have to say about sonic prime is i hope ian hanlin sticks around as shadow’s voice actor forever actually

[leatherbookmark]

also i'm team rinharu for the record. obviously

[torgawl]

gojover? i barely ever know her

[sol1loqu1st]

catching up on fantasy high junior year and Oh Boy Lads, Riz Is Going To Continue To Hit Close To Home For Several Reasons Huh

[fappellmoan]

something on my mind rn. as you all know i’m a lesbian. applause from the audience. and sometimes it just gets to be like annoying when. well. so i have at least A friend who’s asked me several times over ‘so you don’t have Any attraction to men? like at all?’ and i know they’re not being like malicious but you know. that answer has not changed since like seventh grade. and in the same vein it just feels aggravating when i have the nerve to say Oh i think she seems like a lesbian. that’s giving dyke. etc. and to be met with ‘umm well maybe she actually does like men.’ like. first of all in personal conversations if i’m just saying shit chances are i’m just going off of patterns from my own life or other lesbians i know. i’m not here for Bi Erasure and i promise you in this context your attraction to men is not ever invalidated as much as my lack of it. esp in college with so many people talking about their dating/app experiences and etc it’s 99.9999% of the time about men and i just Can’t participate in that conversation which is yk not the end of the world but a bit isolating and even if i do contribute anything it just feels like… a slight Stiffening like. and even just getting brushed off with Well yeah but you’re not even into guys. like real! i still have eyes though. and esp when my attraction isn’t being celebrated and engaged with in the way theirs is it’s just really fucking lonely! and maybe that’s a gross inner voice of insecurity that i’m projecting onto them but like you must get what i mean right. there’s still this odd air specifically around people who Do Not engage with men at all. and if i do make any kind of joke or comment abt someone maybe just Not being into guys i’m made into the asshole who’s invalidating their experiences etc when like. i’m just saying shit man idk. and it’s like many of these people are bi and claim attraction to women but get so like uncomfortable actually talking about it. i don’t think i’m the one with problems! i think there’s still some internalized shit there. you know. anyway all this to say as much as we’ve had the conversation of invalidating bi attraction some of you need to think about not treating gay attraction as this secondary awkward weird elephant in the room. and on a more personal note on top of the Everything that was getting under my skin last night this was just a cherry on top where i was feeling soo… misunderstood and invalidated lol even tho again i largely think those friends were being very supportive and kind to me. this is just one thing i was like. 😐

[kimwexlersponytail]

so me and my friend were hooking up and it was great and every time we did anything he would say it should be the last time bc he doesn’t want to ruin our friendship or some shit idk but he was never serious about that like I would say something flirty and he would immediately be telling me to come over but now all of a sudden he’s serious and I’m really going thru it rn ladies bc predictably I have f***ings for this man ughh what is my problemmm!!!