#im not tagging this im probably deleting it later

[the-cookie-jar-system]

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[corn-cardigan]

wip ugh,,,, this is taking FOREVER its 3AM rn ughhhhhh

[nab1wuzhere]

Magnetic

“You wouldn’t look at me.”

“I saw plenty.”

“In my eyes.”

“…Does it matter?”

~

summary:

Bakugo Katsuki, No. 3 Hero in the charts, massive amounts of fan girls, always invited to galas, events, and even award shows along side his peers, but he has never once gotten a dating scandal in his whole career. Has never even looked in a woman’s direction. So you can be certain he won’t change his actions when artist Y/N is invited to sing at a private Christmas Gala hosted for hero’s to celebrate the season and a year well done of duties…right?

Singer, artist, model Y/N, has it all. Looks, wealth, awards, friends, family, and boyfriends.. her music revolves around her relationships and past relationships along with her mental health that she speaks about through her music. She gets asked to gigs almost every day but few are lucky to book her, when her team gets a request for the Christmas Hero Gala which is highly exclusive, she immediately agrees to entertaining the hero’s, excited for the night she doesn’t realize she caught a certain man’s attention in the back of the crowd..

• slow burn - secret pining - romance - bold Y/N, shy Katsuki - vice versa - celebrity!y/n x aged up!katsuki

• following contains, eventual smut, mentions of suicide, alcohol, mental illness, heavy party scenes and probably more !

• 18+ only!! this is your warning

• the rest of the celebrities mentioned in this series i do not take credit for, and the songs mentioned all writing ownership belongs to them! i do not take credit except for this fan fiction!

!! just a friendly reminder this is all fake, simply my imagination placed into writing !!

intro

chapter one

furious knocking is heard on bakugo katsuki’s hotel door, with shouts of “katsuki!! katsuki!!” being heard on the other side of the door.

katsuki groaned furiously as he got up and headed for the door, opening it loudly

“what the hell?!”

katsuki opened it to see his best friend, eijiro kirishima standing before him with a star eyed look on him. katsuki sighed and opened the door wider for his red headed friend to walk in.

“this better be good shitty hair, i was about to eat my fuckin’ breakfast.” katsuki spoke with a grumble

“katsuki! you’ll never believe it, guess who’s the performer for the gala?!” eijiro said practically shouting the walls away, his hands in tight fists, barely holding himself together.

a massive sigh was heard from katsuki, “will you PLEASE, for the love of god stop the fuckin’ shoutin’?!” he practically raised his hands in the air with annoyance

eijiro nodded happily, no sign of embarrassment or fear covered his body, his hands just moved in a “guess” motion

katsuki gave him a blank stare before running a hand through his spiky blonde hair. “who is preform—” before he could finish his sentence eijiro already announced the performer,

“Y/N! THE Y/N! like global sensation Y/N?! SHE of all people will be preforming FOR US katsuki!!! can you believe it?! oh my god!!”

katsuki gave him a look of “who the fuck are you talking about” before realization dawned on him, on his face, “oh, the chick who sings ‘NDA’?”

eijiro nodded excitedly, “and therefore i am, your power, when the party’s over-”

“oh yeah, i like when the party’s over”

“male fantasy, i love you- OH my gosh what if she sings i love you? oh ill sob. oh not to mention, illicit affairs, my tears ricochet—”

“eijiro.” katsuki spoke in a harsh tone “we get it, she sings a lot of songs you know.”

eijiro walked towards him and sat down, “see that’s just the thing katsuki, she doesn’t just sing. she’s- hah! she’s an idol, she- she literally defines music, she’s a poet and composer and creates masterpieces using something that comes naturally to her- she- she creates art out of instruments and makes millions out of it-” eijiro reaches for the tv remote. “i mean look she even-”

“oh i’d rather you not go down this rabbit hole of obsession”

“yeah well i’m going to so shut up and eat your pancakes”

katsuki stared down at his plate of buttermilk pancakes and looked offended as eijiro flipped to ‘youtube’ on the hotels tv, seconds later there’s a video playing of Y/N preforming at coachella a year ago, singing her song, ‘idontwannabeyouanymore’ her voice soft and smooth as she sang the words with ease.

“i mean you see how natural it is for her? there are so and i mean so so many singers out there but jesus.. there’s only one of her.” he pointed to the screen and katsuki’s eyes followed to it, the camera panning on her face, her eyes shut, lashes brushing her under eye, her lips close to the microphone, there had to be a fan right above her, her hair flowing around, but yet somehow it didn’t look messy.. like it did but it was a good messy, her eyes opened and a glint of happiness shined in them, her lips curved up into a smile as she harmonized the end, and the whole crowd screamed and emerged into clapping, she looked down at her feet, the air blowing her hair, she looked up and her eyes shined from the blue spotlight creating a glow over her. she mouthed “thank you” before shouting, “THANK YOU COACHELLA!!! I LOVE YOU ALL SO SO MUCH” and the video ended.

“i mean come on!! she’s a fucking legend and in her fucking prime right now, and to even think she’s gonna perform for US?! oh god man i could pass away” ejiro says as he fake swoons and falls onto the hotel couch, his hand on his forehead.

katsuki scoffs as he takes a bite of his pancakes, “yeah, i mean she is good, she’s got a voice that’s for sure-”

ejiro interrupts katsuki immediately, “it’s not just the voice man!! it’s her, she’s from a whole other world! and she’s like the nicest person you’ll ever meet-”

“and have you? have you met her?” katsuki gives him a sarcastic look, ejiro presses his lips met with silence, katsuki sighs as sets his fork down and crosses his arms, “don’t believe everything you see on the internet ejiro.” he said with a serious tone, “not everyone is who they seem to be, i can sniff out who’s a fucking fake from a mile away, i would know” he gives an annoyed look.

ejiro sighs as he gets up and pops a blueberry in his mouth that had been sitting on katsuki’s breakfast plate, “yeah well we will have to wait to meet her so you can “sniff her out” yourself..” ejiro scoffs, “trust me katsuki, she’s the real deal.” he ended with pointing at the tv who had Y/N smiling out into the crowd at coachella, her eyes like glitter.

ejiro said his goodbyes and walked out leaving katsuki by himself and just him staring at the tv screen, his arms still crossed, he mentally slapped himself before pressing the video that would come up next, another performance at coachella from the same year, her hit song, “when the party’s over”. now this one katsuki was familiar with, it was one he found himself listening to a lot in his car, the lyrics were raw he would give her that, and her voice- god if katsuki knew it was something sent out of a dream to become katsuki’s worst nightmare he would have never clicked play.

[coatl-cuddles]

" WIP DELETE LATER 🤪🤪🤪" ok who gaf?

[cupiidzbow]

can i be so honest for second

i don’t post it i don’t bring attention to it on here, i don’t want to show other people on here and i know i failed in ignoring it by talking about it.

I get racist shit flung at me so much and it fucks with me so much more than i’d like to admit , and like I know im an easy to target bc i love primates my sonas are monkeys and I know theres racial connotations that can be flung AT me that I didn’t ask for .

i know its used to be hateful against black people and people purposefully use it to be discriminatory and people use it against me. I can’t escape that, and I always have to live with the knowledge that people are probably giggling to themselves coming into my inbox calling me the hard r or someone coming on my pinned post to call me a slur or call me a disgusting monkey or my f/o will never love me bc im black or whatever .

and it makes sad that the moment I want to be upset and vocalize something about it people get uncomfortable and want to bail bc I guess hearing me complain about people being blatantly racist to me and makes me upset is too much . I don’t know i just wish I was allowed to be openly upset about it without people getting upset at me. I don’t know

[falloutnewnobody]

sorry to rant but i hate tiktok so much there's a trend where people go to art exhibits and stand in front of works they think they could've made (which in and of itself i hate) but i saw a tiktok today of someone doing that trend in front of (untitled) portrait of Ross in LA and i actually felt physically ill. i wont link the video bc i dont want op getting harassed or anything and i'd feel gross about sharing it.

and like multiple people commented how fucking disrespectful and ignorant that was and proceeded to get flooded with hundreds of replies of people (including the op) being like "lmao its just a pile of candy its not that deep," or "just because it apparently has a meaning that doesnt mean that it's not stupid and/or easy enough for a toddler to do,"

which like... first of all i'm disgusted at the disrespect people are showing to such a beautiful, meaningful, and tactful piece is insane. i'm actually gobsmacked.

secondly like, yeah, everyone can create art dipshit it came free with your fucking humanity. just because a piece doesn't require a lot of technical skill (and in this example i think the simplicity of execution plays into the themes and message of the piece) doesnt make it or the themes it conveys any less valuable or interesting. part of the point of art museums is to consider beauty and meaning in both the innovative and mundane.

i don't even have an argument like i'm just apalled by the kinda shit these people are saying and how it reflects on society that so many people are insulting such a powerful and emotionally driven piece in such a vitriolic and unwilling to learn way.

[zoieru]

a v e n o i e

she fell first x he fell harder ﾉ begrudgingly (on my end) intrigued strangers to lovers~ ﾉ mutual reluctant pining ﾉ ace of hearts x ace of spades ﾉ wants too little x has too much ﾉ expressive x scared of vulnerability ﾉ small things x grand things ﾉ wounded soul x wounded soul ﾉ terrified but only you understand me

dappled sunlight ﾉ found solace ﾉ iridescence ﾉ lingering kisses ﾉ cold fingertips ﾉ melodic giggles and eye rolls ﾉ safe space ﾉ held after a nightmare ﾉ eyelashes fluttering on cheeks ﾉ tears on neck ﾉ nuzzles into soft skin ﾉ messy healing

[t0rn4d0273]

started reading secrets in our quills and its like peak so I drew a thing in like five minutes

YES IM AWARE IT LOOKS LIKE A TODDLER DREW IT. I don’t know how to draw sonic characters please help-

[doostyaudi]

//suggestive images

Made these cuz uhm. Uhm. Im not sure actually. For funsies or something. Eroticisim of the machine or something idk im new here

God i am SO CRINGE but i am... Free?

[sharkbit3z]

im a responsible adult whos very responsible with their money. taking the responsibility of being responsible im VERY responsible okay

so i got a gay slug. hashtag myslug

[daily-snufkin]

Dear friends,

I am going to be super late again, I need to include Mymble slamming a police officer to the ground, but I am struggling a bit with anatomy. I will manage though. Hopefully.

Fueled with spite,

Mun.

[malconnorsupremacy]

i feel so so fucking tired all the time because all I'm expected to do day and night is study my ass off to be part of the 1% of students in this country that actually get into my dream college or I'm absolutely fucked in a tier 2 or tier 3 college that's gonna mess up my education (not to mention bankrupt my parents). i want to read books and dance and watch a movie or a show I like but I can't because if I do, im overwhelmed by such a huge wave of guilt that I cry myself to sleep.

listen I KNOW it's not healthy but what do you expect me to do when my teachers threaten to kick us out of the hierarchical top batches if we aren't in the top 10 in every fucking test? the pressure is insane, the study culture is so toxic, and the questions in our textbooks aren't getting easier.

and any time I so much as complain about this, I'm hit with the same old "you signed up for exactly this" and "you asked for this when you took up this stream". i understand that I was aware of how difficult this exam is but that doesn't negate my terrible experience up until now. to know about it is different than actively experiencing it. im just so tired.

[moeblob]

[brainisrotted]

so... if i wrote a reader-insert oneshot/short fic of a criminal minds x supernatural crossover in which the reader is sam and dean's younger sister... would anyone read it or is that too niche?

[nectarishes]

witch hat doodle hashtag DUMP

[moonlume]

tumblr said draw something bad so I did but I'm mad I still didn't feel anything