#if i dont look at the scores they cant hurt me

[beautifulstorms]

Ilia Malinin, FP Succession • Autumn Classic International 2023

[supermaks]

Kit do you not rep Charles anymore 😭

Of course I do he’s prime I just need a break from his team and that fucking dog

[sinecosinewheel]

urgh. im gonna vent about smth stupid to avoid my actual problems

[ninyard]

OBSESSED w mic’d up content nin

ME TOO im thinking

- Matt strutting over to Kevin and nudging him to say, “Do you think we could convince Coach to let Neil go in defense again? I’m getting kind of bored,” and Kevin’s like “Dude. You’re Mic’ed up.” And Matt just looks around the stadium into one of the cameras and waves before grinning like, “oopsie daisies”

- Of course Jeremy saying thank you every time he gets the ball is so real to me but his good sportsmanship showing up all the time because he’s Mic’ed up. Helping up his opponents with a “Are you okay, you good? That sounded like it hurt.” Him cheering on anyone else when they get possession

- Nicky dodging a check and running away like, “Cant touch this dunununnun dunun dunun can’t touch this”

- also Nicky yelling everytime someone gets close to him. Kevin telling him to stop screaming and he’s like “but it’s so scawwy 🥺”

- Kevin letting out a little “woohoo!” After he scores and it’s so unexpected and cute. Neil jogs over to him like, “Did you just… woohoo?” And he just tells him to go away

- Renee with her quiet little shows of support. Little whispers of “Yess” and “let’s go!” And “goooood shot very nice”

- Allison being fake flirty with her teammates. Walking over to Dan like “BITCH you looked so hot when you got that ball you’re KILLING IT”

- I think Matt would be the funniest. He spills water on himself and he’s like “Call me a basketballer the way I’m dribbling,” and Aaron is like “What did you just say?” “Don’t worry about it.”

- just the singing. I think Nicky would be dramatically singing all the time. Him doing a little Don’t Rain On My Parade like “DONT tell me not to LIIIIIVE just sit and PUTTAH” and the play starts coming towards him “Don’t rain on my parraaaaaaaad-“ before he screams and checks someone

- Aaron beatboxing while he’s waiting for play to resume

- Neil’s running commentary, “What are you DOING?” “What WAS that?” “Are you kidding me? Are you actually kidding me?” “Jesus Christ.” “No, the ball goes this way, Matt, what the hell.”

- Also Matt taunting the other side, “Hey buddy!” “Fuck off” “Oooooh that’s not very nice. Onto the benches with you. I’ll take the ball specifically from you now and it’s all your fault. And listen, man, I’m not even sorry.”

- They make the decision to mic up Andrew once, and to everyone’s surprise, he’s actually like. Commentating like Neil is. “Wrong way, Dan.” “I’m bored. Will someone do something exciting?” Followed by some oofs and ahs and when someone shoots at him he blocks it like, “Not today.”

[littlebugs]

𝖌𝖍𝖔𝖘𝖙 𝖍𝖊𝖆𝖉𝖈𝖆𝖓𝖓𝖔𝖓𝖘

established relationship!ghost headcannons warnings: fem reader, reader is kinda couquetteish (tbh i wrote this for myself), fluff, ooc characters, bartender!reader, sfw, not proofread im so sorry ): rafs bloo notes: basically when i can't find what i want to read i write it lmao. also i tried to make the reader british (i said pub once)

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you've been together for a year now

you guys met in a pub close to the base he was staying at, you looked at his skull mask, shrugged, and then didn't say a word about it. he came back every day after that.

little things mean a lot to him

you saw his face after only a month of dating, what can i say the man got comfy quick asf

he's always the big spoon. always. he just liked to protect you )):

he doesn't know how to make any food other than tea (which you argue isn't food but he says "it has nutrients")

he's always joking about the guys at work who have very odd names like soap??? gaz????

which leads to you meeting them (completely on "accident")

because the guys are hanging out in the break room and simon goes to the bathroom

without his phone.

like whats the worst that can happen really?

but then he gets a call from "pookster 🥰" with a picture of you in a pink sundress !!

all the guys are like silent until simon gets back

and he's like "the bloody hell is wrong with you?" and soap points at his phone

so like the guys they are they quite literally follow simon home because what's he gonna do? kill them ૮ ˶ᵔ ᵕ ᵔ˶ ა (probably)

simon drives a truck dont argue with me

and so simon's kind of pissed but also he gets to show his girl off cus ya knows ya fine (;

he's unlocking the door to the apartment and soap and gaz are standing there whispering to eachother

they're discussing the odds of l.t having a girlfriend like she didn't just pop up on his phone.

simon opens the door and you're all up in your matching itty bitty pink top and shorts with pink ribbons in your hair like ⸜(｡˃ ᵕ ˂ )⸝♡

and you see the two guys in military outfit staring at you like an alien so you invite them in for chinese takeout

ghost is pissed

gaz actually has a good time

soap is kind of perplexed the whole time

"now ghost, how'd ya score a lass like tha-" "shut the bloody hell up johnny"

after dinner ghost decides to be mr grumpster )): so you watch tv with him in bed all night

he radiates a lot of body heat

like more than a toaster

so much that at night you'll actually be sweating but you cant escape him because his arms are BUILT

it doesn't even matter how much you weigh this man can throw you across the room like an entire ragdoll- but he wouldn't ever dream of hurting you //:

he's a big guy. he's huge (hardy har har)

so of course you steal all of his sweatshirts (they're big asf)

he smells like cologne and faintly gunsmoke

you always tell him to use more laundry detergent but you're pretty sure he never listens

other than tea he can only cook one thing which is lamb (and its actually pretty good)

nobody ever really taught him how to cook and you only know how to make drinks so you guys improvise a lot

mommy issues ):

he's so scared you'll leave him you always have to tell him that you would never !!

he's afraid that when he's on deployments he might come back and you just wouldn't be there.

he's always checking on you at work

(if we're talking MWII) this man can bend the rules a little to check his phone. anyways who's gonna tattle on him seriously

always texting "how are you?" "thinking of you" "hope you have a good day"

anytime soap catches him on his phone he goes "texting pookster?"

price overheard one time and was very confused

lets just say by the end of the day the whole task force knows about you

if anything ever happens you've got a military team to defend you so life is looking good tbh

[stevie-petey]

hi honey <3 what was going on in steve’s head while bug was driving him home from the halloween party? :) mwah!

finally have some time to respond to this blurb because a LOT was going through that silly boys brain </3

enjoy !

"i'll drive steve home." if steve had had anything to drink, those words wouldve sobered him up immediately.

however, hes stone cold sober as you stand before him, demanding him to argue with you.

he tries. he really does, but you have that glint in your eyes that steve had quickly learned meant youd get your way, no matter what.

for such a sweet and selfless person, you could be frustratingly stubborn sometimes.

steve is about tell you to just leave him alone, this is most eye contact hes made with you since july, but then you grab his hand and it all comes crashing back to steve.

your hand still fits perfectly within his, and for a second steve swears the pads of his fingers tremor when they graze against your palm, as if theyve exhaled with relief upon your touch.

when youve dragged steve outside, the tremors in his fingertips has become so uncomfortable that he has to drop your hand. hes afraid that if he doesnt, his knees will give out. after the shitty night hes had, he cant afford to spare any more of his pride.

steve sees the disappointment on your face when he drops your hand, and he feels the familiar pang in his chest. hes disappointed you again, upset you, but he figures its time hes evened the score anyways.

you hurt him first.

"not to make this awkward, but i kinda dont know where you live." you voice from the drivers seat. your tone is light, steve can hear how much youre trying to tell him without explicitly saying so.

hes tired of everyone treating him like a fucking idiot.

"make a left up here." he responds, staring out the window. he refuses to let you see him cry. nancys words are still ringing in his ears while your perfume clouds his mind.

its all so fucking confusing.

"do you want to talk about what happened tonight-"

steve once admired your selflessness, how open you are with what you feel and how deeply you feel it. then, you closed yourself off from him. shrouded your kindness from him and masked every feeling on your pretty little face without so much of an explanation. now, after finally being confronted with one another, you want to talk about fucking feelings?

yeah, sure. steve can do that.

"why do you only ever care about me when im some kicked fucking puppy?"

steve sees you flinch from the corner of his eye and the anger hes felt ever since july vanishes. "you know thats not true."

"its not?" steve remembers the look on your face that night the two of you saw jonathan in nancys bed. itd been the first time youd shown genuine sympathy towards steve, the first time hes ever truly had your attention.

then he remembers the alley, how youd begged him to not hurt jonathan and hed let his childish anger get the better of him anyways. steve remembers grabbing you and pulling you away from the others so that you wouldnt get hurt by the cops. he had just wanted to help you, and when he told you this he knew you saw the helplessness in his eyes. your lips had trembled as you looked at steve, you had cared about him, then.

you had almost stayed that day in the alley.

but then you left steve to go run after jonathan.

and this summer, steve doesnt know what happened between you and him, but you left again.

"then explain what happened this summer." steve knows himself. he knows that if you can give him any reason, anything, then hed welcome you back into his life with warm and worn arms.

your fingers tighten around the steering wheel. your eyes scan the empty road ahead and steve already knows what youll say. "i..."

nothing. you cant tell him a single fucking thing. delirious and heartbroken, steve laughs. "yeah, whatever. some real fucking friend you were."

and thats what hurts steve the most. you were his friend, you told him this yourself. minutes before you pulled away from him, youd been telling steve how much of a good friend he was.

you knew. he had told you how much hes struggled with connecting with others. you knew, and you still left.

nancy has provoked a different kind of hurt. she doesnt know steves deepest insecurities, or how hard he tries to be good enough for her. sure, steve felt a purpose being loved by her, but she couldnt have known this.

you were different.

and steve just wants to go home.

the silence settles, heavy. you take a shaky breath and steve has to pinch the skin on his arm so he doesnt reach out to hold you. "i got scared."

he cant help it. steve turns to you, your confession surprising him. "scared?"

"yeah, scared."

and just as quickly as youve opened back up to steve, you retreat.

anger rises again. "gee, y/n. that really explains a ton."

"im sorry, steve. i really am. its just... i got scared, ive never been good at letting people in. i know it doesnt excuse my actions, and you didnt deserve any of it, but you just... you scared me."

steve understands what its like to be scared of those around you, of giving someone the power to be vulnerable around them, but after everything thats happened with nancy tonight, he finds that he doesnt care anymore what vulnerability gets him. "turn right after this light."

something changes, then. steve notices your posture straighten, your jaw clenches and your knuckles are white against the steering wheel. theres a newfound spark now, a fight within you. "look, you came crashing into my life in such a violent way, and it became the best goddamn thing that happened to me."

steves heart is pounding against his chest.

your voice shakes still. he knows, he can feel it, just how hard this is for you. "there you were, spending every day at my job just to talk to me. you asked me questions about myself and noticed things no one else had before and i just... i couldnt do it."

a pause, you look over at steve and you soften your voice, lacing it with everything hes wanted from you since july. "i missed you."

i missed you.

steve whispered those words to nancy in the hallway only yesterday, but he knows he really meant them for you.

no ones ever missed him before.

"missed?" when steve was young, he remembers asking his dad if he missed him. missed implied caring for someone at some point, but long after theyve already left. to have missed someone means to have long settled the ache that followed the hurt of leaving.

"miss. i miss you,"

something opens within steves chest. he can feel it, this expanding that slowly overtakes his body. it crawls over him, clouds his brain the same way your perfume does, and steve has to close his eyes as it settles.

he feels like a little kid again, accepting whatever his father gives him.

steve is tired.

but he sees you wipe at your eyes. your hands shake, despite your best attempts of steadying them as you drive, and steve knows he could never, ever remain angry with you.

he recognizes, suddenly, how similar the two of you are. two lonely kids trying to walk everyone home.

[444-athena]

To Him.

warnings: pedophilia (if i missed any please tell me!)

I was gonna write this on paper, keep it on theme with all my other notes. but they were crushes that normally ended up with nothing happening. You're different, and it makes me feel sick.

You make me feel sick. How you could do all of that with me and then walk away like nothing happened. How you continued not only showing up at other sessions but MY SESSION and acting like nothing was wrong, like we didn't do anything in the front seats of your car.

That fucking car man. And how I cant see a black and red car, or a ford fiesta, without feeling cold all over, like I'm back there in that car where all of that happened. Where you did things that no twenty two year old should have done with a sixteen year old.

At least it only happened in the car once right? But it didn't did it? You weren't happy with once, or one place. No it happened four fucking times and once was at my fucking WORK. We stood in the back and after E--- walked in, i had to pretend like nothing had happened. As if a few minutes before you didnt ask me to get on my fucking knees as if no one could catch us. K----- was there that night. She's fucking 11. She could've walked in. But hey, makes it more fun right?

Fun. That's all it ever was to you. For me I actually thought you liked me back. How fucking pathetic that was to think. And how you made me believe it too. With all your fucking reassuring words and all of your texts, what seemed like your full attention. But you got bored of me. Fair enough, since theres probably girls your own age who would be better for you. I always noticed how your snap score would magically go up over 40 in a night even though not one of those were to me.

It fucking hurt. Knowing that all you ever wanted me for was a quick shag. And when i made it clear i didnt want that, you stopped the attention. And some fucked up part of me debated on giving you what you wanted, just for more of your attention. It fucking hurt so much i cried over it. I cried over you, and you probably never even gave me a second thought.

Do you though? When you see me, do you remember those times as much as i do? Do they fill you with a sense of dread and unease like they do for me? Probably not.

It seems like you dont give a shit if you hurt me or not, only if you got caught.

you tried getting me to lie to my fucking best friend for you. I couldn't do that though, of course E--- knew from the start. You're so stupid to think she didn't. You only told me not to because you like having the control and you cant have that if other people know. you dont have control of what they say and who they could tell.

You make me sick. Because when i look at you all I can think about is the words you told me in the car, your face so close the mine, the words you typed to me late at night, when I still thought you cared about what i had to say.

But I dont just think about that. because I know what you did to other girls. J---, I----, D----, H----. and theyre just the ones I know about. Who's to say theres not more? Fuck, they're the only underage ones i know about. and the 17 year old from when you were 21.

J---, 17 and you shagged her, then threatened her best friend to not tell anyone, saying she'd be fired from her only job.

I----, 16 and you found her facebook and followed her to her ice skating. Twice youve done that now. She's even sent a picture of you there to the group before.

D-----, 15 and you touched her in the tits "accidentally" 8 times since fucking JULY. 7 months.

H-----, 14 and you did the same a few times to her.

17, 16, 16, 15, 14. It goes up to an 8 year difference here. How fucking young are you willing to go? How sad is your fucking life that you resort to this?

How do you sleep at night, knowing what you've done is beyond me. When I got told the stories over text i thought i was about to throw up. I felt so bad for the girls. But I also feel bad for me now. because now I realise how bad that situation was.

So I just want to ask, when you see me, do you feel any guilt at all? Do you feel sorry for what you did? You know it was wrong, you told me you could go to prison for "those jokes" even though we both know they weren't jokes and you meant what you said to me. You said the same to D----, saying "sorry D--- i could go to prison for that" making jokes like that after touching up a 15 year old at 22. Just sickening.

Do you feel any guilt at all? Or are you just afraid that someday you might go too far, do this shit with a girl who will tell someone and that you'll finally get caught for the piece of shit you are?

I hope you do get caught one day. And I hope I'm there to see your life crumble. You think your so untouchable but really all it takes is for 5 teenage girls to tell someone who will believe them to completely fuck your life over.

Fuck you and your fucking ford fiesta. One day I hope I can see one without feeling sick.

Go and fuck yourself E------.

[unexpectedbrickattack]

What do you think is the huggability score of our main characters + Brick out of 10?

Putting this under a readmore bc this is some EXTREME Research happening here

Peppino: 6/10. Hes short and hes fat and warm and soft so theoretically he SHOULD be a solid 10/10. But he sweats easily and i think physical contact would make him explode so hes shakes like a leaf the entire time. He will not return the hug well but he WILL make an attempt. If you catch him at a good time, hes got the perfect hugs. But maybe bring a napkin or two.

Pepperman: 1/10. Hes too gotdam big. He would love to be able to hug properly but hes very. Wide. And if he does manage to hug you properly, you will end up directly inbetween his eyes and unnervingly close to his teeth. This is also assuming he Wants to hug people; hes got better things to do. Like sculpt and draw and do rich people things like vacationing on a yacht or gaslighting poor people. (The actual pepperman portrait for the boss fight is very cute looking and i give that a 7/10 just bc i can. Hes got a lil painters apron; the whole fit makes him look huggable)

Vigilante: 3/10. It depends on your tolerance for odd textures. Hes just cheese. Hes cheese! Hes a bit sticky; he never leaves residue but the stickiness can be a bit offputting. Hes remarkably dense, so hugging him would be like hugging a memory foam mattress; wonderful pressure pushing against u but again. The texture… He would be a good weighted blanket; thats not a hug but do what you will with this information

The Noise: 7/10. He is small 🥺 Assuming the hug is earnest and Not a ploy to lower your guard, you are just hugging a Small Person. And we (small people) give the best hugs you can possibly have. But only if you let us hug around ur neck and not the midsection; he (we) cant wrap our arms around that. Points deducted bc the noise is just a menace and hed use a hug as an opportunity to chuck a potion of Explode Your House and then ur house Explodes.

Fake Peppino: 10/10. He can change shape and density at will; whatever you look for in a hug, he can do it. Light? Hes as delicate as a flower. Tight? Coiled like a snake. Dont like the goopy texture? For the time it takes to make this hug happen; the texture is Gone. This man Loves Hugs and with practice, has learned to give the Best hugs. As long as u dont mind his face and the odd way his skin seems to warp and bend in front of you.

Pizzahead: 2/10. TECHNICALLY capable of good hugs. Tall, long arms, friendly disposition. Massive point reduction bc hes doing one armed hugs to try and befriend you so he can sell you on this pyramid scheme he just Knows ur going to knock right out of the ballpark. Weaponized Hugs. Put him in Jail.

Gustavo: 9/10. Hes a gnome. Hes hairy and short and he always ALWAYS goes for the arms around the neck bc hes like 3’ tall. He is strong and so all hugs are tighter than you expect them to be and that can be good or bad depending on ur preference. He is also Small and Compact so hes very warm :) Solid hugs :)

Brick: 5/10. VERY pet-able!!! Imagine a rat but just Big. Hes SOFT and hes got Luscious Fur and wonderful little rat hands. But hugs are either 10/10 (rat owners dream) or 1/10 (texture hell). Hugs can be suffocating. Brick does Typical Rat Movements which includes snuffling your head very rapidly. Whiskers tickle. Rat Hands tickle. Brick MAY nibble at your head (beware). You wont be able to wrap your arms around this beast which may be a dealbreaker to some. But assume that this rat both Loves and Craves little huggles, so he is always an eager hugger :)

Noisette: 10/10. All the positives of Noise but without possible mischievous intent. She may fall asleep in your arms since she will be forced to stay still for longer than 2 seconds. Its endearing though.

Gerome: 7/10. Hes like Clay to me, like a block of playdoh. Tough enough to keep his shape, but soft enough that it doesnt Hurt to hug him. Hes not very soft or comfortable BUT hes got Intent behind his hugs. Hed only hug someone if they needed to be comforted and hes Very good at that. Very solid and grounding hugs if youre willing to hug a Block.

Snotty: 3/10. Smelly. So fucking smelly. Ranked higher than Pizzahead just to spite that twink.

[cl0sed-doorz]

ran being the biggest flirt there is but never actually scoring a girl

a/n: something i just thought loolollll should i make this longer HAHAHA

-

" you know miss you're beautiful, wanna have a date with me? " ran smirked, rindou at the back just clicked his tongue clearly annoyed in his brother's antics.

" sorry but i have a boyfriend " the girl awkwardly bowed and run off making ran sighed " i guess i'm way out of her league " dramatically putting his hands in his side

" come on bro let's just go home already, i can't wait to go home and drink this! " rindou looking at the alcohol in his hands with hearts on his eyes pushed his brother making ran just playfully roll his eyes.

staring at his ceiling, ran recounted his past girlfriends and how they all left him. like it's HIM. he have it all you name it. money, looks and certainly the attitude. maybe they all think i'm way to good for them. ran thought.

getting up to pesker his little brother he went to go in his room. " clean your room rindou! it's like a pigsty in here! " he said leaning in the doorframe pointing at the bag of chips and empty bottles littered on the floor " go away im sleeping! " rindou stirred in his bed and putting the blanket in his head. ran sighed again then sat on the bed.

" i dont even get it! im certainly super handsome yet i don't have a girlfriend! " rindou sat up and looked ran in the eye " do i really need to tell you this again and again? " rindoi sighed

" whenever you get a girlfriend its like she wasnt even there, you put your phone on do not disturb so she wont call and nag you, you ALWAYS sleep so she cant spend time with you and IF you two are on a date you always go around and just talk about yourself. " rindou just facepalmed. getting up and laying on his bed he said " im going to sleep im so drunk and my head hurts from this talk " ran layed beside him " get out already! " rindou pushes him out of the bed but ran just dont budge. " ran! what the hell get out! " rindou just turned his back from him and ran stared at the ceiling yet again. dont girlfriends need to be supportive of their boyfriends? yeah that's it. i just need to get a supportive girlfriend!

[miiilowo]

Because I want advice, I wanna ask... For someone who is not good on fps games (me), would be worth to get ultrakill or is a bad idea?

this is hard to answer because ultrakill is generally considered to be a very difficult game (the standard difficulty is marked as being hard by the game itself). the thing about that, though, is that most people play it on standard or above. there are lower settings that make the game a lot easier, and if youre not good at FPS games, then it'll play like normal. though i know a lot of people dont like playing on lower difficulties because it makes them feel like theyre cheating or theyre not "actually" playing it. regardless, there are two easy difficulties (harmless & lenient), as well as a bunch of assist and accessibility settings in the menu (ex. auto aim. you can control how much auto aim there is which is a nice touch). ive played on harmless and lenient before and i can tell you that they definitely make the game a lot easier and if dying over and over frustrates you then i can see merit in those settings (+ esp because harmless literally doubles your health)

i do think its very fun and can work for anyone who wants to try it, especially since ultrakill logs your highest score on each level and when you get better you can visibly SEE the improvement. its very encouraging

there is one plus to ultrakill that other FPS games dont have, which is that theres no ammo, and you heal by hurting enemies. as a result, youre constantly being encouraged to play, and you cant hide and look for health or ammo, which holds a lot of other games back and makes them less fun because it feels like thats the only way to play those games if youre not good at them. ultrakill doesnt have this problem. there are weapon cooldowns, but the gameplay is a constant GO GO GO that makes it a lot more fun than other FPS games. that & because its so high speed you do a lot more. pulling off combos and doing cool stuff is the goal of the game, and its interactive in a way that makes it really fun even if you arent good at the game. you WANT to get better at it. i personally cant recommend it enough but i can understand why people might be put off by how difficult the standard mode is lmao

[anti-katsuki-lounge]

Smth lighter from my last ask. Found a fic where Izu hates BK. It is an oneshot, Izu hating bk for all what he did to him(still in Aldera) should be canon.

The thing is, I can see Izu winning against bk or at least beating him up. Let me explain: yes. Bk has a quirk that can hurt you but bk is not that smart (not saying he is "so dumb he cant do anything. He is Patrick Star" but he is no genius) and Izu knows how his quirk works.

So imagine this BK decides to bully Izu bc why not? And Izu throws cold water on him and punch his nose.

Everyone is :😧😏cool

(I dont think people like Bk. I think they fear him)

And here the thing...if bk tells the teachers what happened to him...it would admit Izu is bettet than him, in his twisted mind.

Maybe Aldera can suffer a schim of sorts. Some teachers are willing to ignore what bk does bc "he will be to ua. He will he famous" and others are trying to do their job.

Canon could still happen. Izu saves BK (he ia a good person still) but when Izu is accepted by UA....Aldera is shock to see AM is favouring Izu and Bk is expelled.

Ok I hust gave a fic idea based on a fic lol.

So the thing is that canon tells us that Katsuki’s a prodigy with great instincts. However, Katsuki’s fighting style is some of the most basic shit I’ve seen. It’s literally this: right hook explosion, smokescreen feint, fly forwards, hit and run, etc. He’s never creative with it and someone with a basic level of fighting experience can definitely beat him. Izuku almost did while he was quirkless until Hori had Katsuki’s plot armor kick in (seeing as Izuku has seen Katsuki fight numerous times and is has analyzed Katsuki’s fighting style, he should’ve known that a smokescreen was coming). Also Katsuki makes insanely stupid mistakes due to his ego, like not running away during the summer camp arc. Hori’s idea of making Katsuki smart is to make him score the third highest on the midterms, have him say/do shit randomly that he shouldn’t know or had no foreshadowing of knowing (cooking, music, hacking, how shadows work, etc.), having people fall for the dumbest shit (Neito falling for an obvious smokescreen and lacking the foresight to grab onto his headband after having toyed with Katsuki and even having copied his quirk) and/or doing something and contradicting it immediately after (his whole “don’t look down on others” speech). Simply put, Hori wants us to think he’s a prodigy but fails at convincing us. Also, how can he have good fighting instincts when all he’s done is beat up those who can’t defend themselves. If anyone’s got fighting instincts it’s going to be those who’ve been professionally trained to fight (Shoto, Mashirao, and Tenya) or those who’ve constantly faced adversary and had to fight to survive (Mezou). He also solely relies on his quirk whereas other characters incorporate fighting techniques into their quirk usage (Mashirao, Itsuka, Ochako, etc.).

Lol this quickly turned into a why Katsuki being a fighting and academic genius makes no sense rant but I felt it was relevant 😂

[mushroom-through-the-stargate]

i would not do well on a starship because theyd look at my test scores or something and try to promote my ass and id be like please dont do that. i dont function At All in a crisis i had to be reminded how to breathe because my earbuds unexpectedly went to full volume and it hurt and startled me ok just today i had a shutdown because there were Too Many Noodles to fit in the bowl and when i tried to put some back the peas went everywhere and it kept getting worse when i tried to fix it ok i cant handle my environment going from Very Controlled to Slightly Less Controlled do you really think i can make command decisions while consoles are exploding and people are screaming??? people will DIE steven DONT PUT ME IN CHARGE

[hymn-of-muse]

I hope this writing event gets you back into the swing of things, boo to writer's block!

I would love to see a platonic Akko x fem!reader story if possible. Maybe reader is feeling sad until Akko comes to cheer her up? It's no problem if you can't, I appreciate your time and I hope you have a lot of fun writing 😊

(its not that i have writers block, im doing a lot of original writing on my other blog and on quotev. but thank you!)

Smile For Me!

Akko + Fem!Reader, written in 2nd person.

A whole week of tests and not a single one got a good passing score. potions over boiled or went bad, spells went awry, the whole week felt like one big mess.

your grades were feeling the hurt from it too. how were you supposed to graduate as a talented witch if you couldnt get these things right?

in all of your moping about your test scores and grades, you felt a finger poke your cheek.

"Heyy! Y/N, whats with the long face? Why do you seem so sad? huh?" Akko asked, leaning over the arm of the bench you sat on in the courtyard.

"Oh, hey Akko. It's nothing." you sighed, smoothing out your uniform skirt before dropping your hands back in your lap.

"Sure doesn't seem like nothing, you have this deep frown on your face, and i dont like seeing my friends sad, so spill it!" She insisted, sitting in the empty spot next to you with a plop.

"Its just...all my tests this week so far have been either complete failures or just barely passing! at this rate my grades are going to nose dive!" You expressed, your shoulders dropping in disappointment as you talked.

"you too huh? i mean im sure you still did better than me, i made a potion blow up and still cant properly ride a broom like everyone else. its not that big of a deal though! we can always ask to try again and do better next time or do something else to make up for it! right?" Akko offered with an encouraging smile.

"hm..yeah i guess so. but im still not doing so great with magic, what if im not meant to be a witch?" The minute the words come out, Akko jumps to her feet with a determined expression.

"Nuh uh! i dont wanna hear any talk like that, youre a totally cool witch and youre gonna be one of the coolest graduates of this school, i just know it! so dont talk like that okay?" She huffed out, fists clenched at her sides and cheeks puffed out.

"i dont know about that, Akko, i can barely pull off a levitation spell let alone make a successful potion. i dont have any specific talent or anything. Sucy has her thing with potions and mushrooms, Lote can talk to spirits and fairies, Amanda's super cool on a broom, youre inspiring like Chariot! i cant do stuff like that..."

Akko listened to you express your sorrows and thought for a minute. "but theres still a lot you can do. you always know what books we need and where we can find them, youre really good at coming up with ideas and putting everyone's talents together, you could probably outsmart Diana with history facts! but you dont need to be good at everything in school and have amazing grades to be a good witch." She took your hand and continued.

"we'll practice and get better together! okay?" Akko gave you a bright hopeful smile. "Come on, stop frowning already! Smile for me, okay? here!" Akko's eyes lit up with an idea and she took out her wand, focusing on intent before casting a spell and uttering the words. with a poof of smoke she had bunny ears, a cute pink nose and small buck teeth. "Tada! no wait-awe bunny ears again? i was hoping at least for cat ears this time!"

Akko's antics made you giggle. "No i like it, it looks good on you!"

Akko looked at you with a smile again, letting go of one of her bunny ears. She was glad she got you to laugh and smile again.

"Thanks for cheering me up, Akko, youre the best."

[bridgyrose]

Could I request roleswap fallen petals if that's alright

(as you wish)

Cinder slammed a binder down on the cafeteria table and grinned. “I have everything planned out for this semester!” 

“That better not be one of my binders,” Weiss said, fingers pinching the bridge of her nose. “You know how I feel about you stealing my things.” 

“I didnt steal it.” Cinder sighed and flipped through a few pages. “I borrowed it. But that doesnt matter! What matters is that I have everything planned out for this semester!” 

“Cin, I’m glad you’re getting into all of this, but maybe you should tone it down a bit.” Yang sighed and shut her notebook. “I think I’m going to finish lunch in the library.” 

“Wait Yang-” Cinder sighed and slowly sat down and pushed her binder back to Weiss as Yang left. “-and you’re already gone…” 

“I’ll go follow her,” Blake said as she packed her books up. “I’ll catch up with you guys later.” 

Cinder nodded and pushed her tray to the side. “I was hoping I could help her take her mind off things.” 

“The only thing that’ll do that is if you can help her find her sister.” Weiss pulled her binder to her and started to flip through the pages, stopping at a missing poster. “Which… you had planned for us to do.” 

“I asked my mentor to help me search for her. Even if we cant find her, then it would at least be something that might be able to help Yang. She was there for me when Rhodes dropped me off with her dad and I… wanted to try to return the favor.” 

“Between helping Blake with the White Fang and Yang with finding her sister, when were you planning for classes?” 

Cinder shrugged. “Whenever it suited me, I guess.” 

Weiss frowned. “I’m not going to let you fail out!” 

“And I wont!” Cinder looked up at Weiss with a soft smile. “I promised that I’d be a good teammate to you which means I wont let you down. Besides, if you help me try to find Ruby for Yang, then that should help you get back on a better foot with her after what happened between you and Blake.” 

Weiss glared. “Are you blackmailing me?” 

“No, I’m just trying to keep our team together.” Cinder sighed and reached for the scar along her neck. “You and I started on the wrong foot and since then, you havent exactly worked well with our teammates. And… I get it. I know what Atlas is like and I know you have a lot to prove. So maybe you can start proving yourself now and try to apologize?” 

“I… fine! I'll apologize to Blake but I still dont see how that will help me with Yang.” 

“She’s Blake’s partner. And while you didnt hurt her directly, seeing the way you treated Blake didnt exactly make her trust you.” 

Weiss rolled her eyes. “I’ll try to be better.” 

“Right, then we should get ready to look for Ruby-” 

“And you still need to study!” 

Cinder practically yelped as Weiss grabbed her wrist and started pulling her to the library. “And I will! But Yang needs us-” 

“We’ll help her this weekend when we have more time. For now, you need to make sure you’re ready for Doctor Oobleck’s class. We do not need a repeat of your scores from last year.” 

“And I told you… I’ll… be… fine!” Cinder finally pulled herself out of Weiss’s grip and stumbled back a bit, running into another student before tripping over her own feet. She groaned and sat up, moving to look at the student she hit. “Sorry about that.” 

“Its fine, just make sure you pay attention to where you’re going next time.” 

Cinder paused for a moment as she looked at the other student, her eyes wandering over the girl. Black hair with red streaks, silver eyes, pale skin… she reminded her of the girl on the missing person’s poster, but slightly older. “Dont worry. I will.” 

The girl picked herself up and smiled a bit with a cheerful smile. “Do you know where the visiting student dorms are? I think my team and I got ourselves a little lost.” 

“Yeah, they’re to the left and past the training hall.” Cinder pointed into the direction of the dorms and stood up. Her arm shook a bit as she reached out to offer a handshake. “And sorry about running into you. My name’s Cinder.” 

“Thanks. And Ruby.” 

Cinder slowly pulled her hand back when Ruby didnt take hers. “Maybe we’ll see you around for the tournament.” 

“That’s the plan if we’re lucky.” Ruby turned around to walk off. “And thanks for the directions, Cinder.” 

Cinder stayed frozen in place as she watched Ruby walk off, slowly pulling out her scroll to text Yang. “We’re still going to the library, right?” 

Weiss nodded, a little stunned. “And you still wanted to look for her sister, right?” 

“I… dont think we’ll need to worry about that anymore.”

[okkotsyui]

tw ig // vent.

i dont know when it started, im guessing the beginning of this year, but my life is just kinda falling apart. probably when i started feeling like this. i feel like everything i once had is literally slipping away from me, and i cant stop it. i lost people i cared about, i feel almost forgotten about most the time, and to top it off my grades started slipping. my dad has always been really tough on scores and school performance, and he got my report card before i did and started yelling at me before i had a chance to see it. grades were something important to me also and they were probably the only thing i could hold above other people, but now that im slipping, i have next to nothing else. nobody gives me a second glance cause i dont stand out compared to my friends, and it doesnt help that they all look like models from a magazine cover. im not popular, which never even bothered me before but its starting to make me feel even more invisible. im not pretty, im as fucking basic as a person can get. im not super skinny and dainty like my friends, who are literally as perfect as a human being could possibly be. the person i thought liked me doesnt even look me in the eye anymore, and it hurts cause i thought that someone actually did love me. my own brother laughs and mocks me openly with his friends, and doesnt say a single thing in my defence when they start making fun of me, but the moment they mention my other sibling, he gets mad and shuts them up. im the laughingstock of my family. burnt out eldest daughter with nothing else to make my stupidly overbearing parents proud. i had people in my own fg who made up lies about me against someone else, and completely shattered any trust i had in any of them by telling each other things i had told them in secrecy and private. one being in my own damn house. people are just so fucking toxic and liars, and now whenever somebody tells me something like "i care about you" or "i promise" i cant trust it for shit cause if i do ill end up getting hurt again and i honestly cannot keep doing this cause im going to fucking break. i give up

[candyn-gutz]

voici this beast of a chart. looking at it makes my brain hurt….to rub salt more into the wound i suppose not only does it list a different word using “h” for English than in the actual score BUT THEN. “GERMAN ‘CH’ AS IN BACH”. WHAT

if french people cant pronounce H what makes them think theyll be able to pronounce a german name with german CH. english natives dont even pronounce bach correctly! what!

also the IPA column. nobody here knows what the fuck the IPA alphabet is let alone how to read it 😭😭😭😭 (aside from my nitpicks it does seem to be a relatively alright guide for diction so i won’t complain too much….)

(this chart is also not even on the back of the score for the russian piece but for the score of swedish piece which. i find a bit odd. it also couldnt have been its own paper? these choices confuse me slightly but its ok….ik my choir director had 2 jump through some major hoops just to even get access to the score itself so i will not nitpick too too much. upmost respect to m. [REDACTED] )

oh my god. it's a spreadsheet. @seknots-izumimir

but im glad if its helpful... like u said looking at this makes my brain hurt. more. somehow