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[salvadorbonaparte]

The cool thing about living abroad is that even mundane, boring and even ugly things can become exciting

[mikobeautifulheart]

I hear you take requests and here I am👀 it might be a bit long so please bear with me🥹 So a Satoru × fem reader angst plus spicy without smut plz! (haha can I be more obvious?) So the reader was classmate of Satoru and they teach at jujutsu high together now! They are very close with each other and Satoru loves to annoy her. (Imagine like how he is with Nanami but he is actually fun with her and reader doesn't mind his teasing) Everyone knows they are closer than friends but not exactly lovers so they have will they won't they situationship!

Well well trouble comes in paradise when a new temp sorcerer comes to jujutsu high for some mission and she needs Satoru's help with it. She has some interesting curse technique so Satoru takes an interst on it. Slowly Satoru unknowingly starts spending less time with reader. Everybody but Satoru notices this and Reader asks Satoru out to hang out or go on mission with her but he is always busy. (Really he is an idiot cuz he doesn't realize what he is doing lol) Some time pass and after few days Satoru realizes that he hasn't seen reader so he looks for her but can't find her at school so he tries to call her but he can't reach her so he goes to Shoko to ask about her. Shoko has seen how reader has been feeling down due to Satoru not paying attention to her so she makes up a little white lie and tells reader has been injured during mission so she is resting. Truth is, reader WAS injured. A little cut that just needed 3 stitches. She is just at home binge watching shows and eating her favorite food because she just needed a break. Well Satoru doesn't know that so he comes to her house worried out of his mind just to come and see her chilling at home in pajamas with a little bandage. AND HE STILL FEELS BAD because regardless of how small the injury is, it took him this long to realize he hasn't seen you so he apologizes and then things get heated when you both realize how much you missed each other? (Sorry that was sooooo long😭😭😭 also I'm not good at spicy part so do what you want with it!)

No pressure. Write it if you feel like it because I'm just not sure where this whole idea came from lol.

Thanks!♡

OMG YES. OKAY HERE WE GO. (Sorry for making you wait so long I got caught up.) Apologies rn it seems like a bit of a slow burn.

Gojo×(fem)Reader angst

TW: Angst, some spice (but not smut), stitches 🥲

Unedited 1000ishh wordssss

"SATORU" You screamed watching him get stabed and absolutely murdered by Toji.

"no-" you said, your voice broken

You stood frozen, not even being able to move toward him. You felt useless.

He laid motionless on the ground. Toji steped back with a smirk, admiring his work.

He started to walk when he walk right past you.

"What are you gonna do now that your little boyfriends dead?" He said laughing hysterically.

He kept walking on. You wanted to go and kill him. You wanted him to pay but...if Gojo died to him, he would be no match for you. You thought.

Slowly your foot takes one step forward. And another. And another, reaching Gojo.

Your knees weakend so much you fell to the floor in a puddle of Gojos blood.

Your fingers dung into your palm, you didn't know how to do cursed technique, but you asked Shoko how to do it and she told you. But no after how many attempte you tried over time it never worked.

With tears in your eyes you held onto Gojos arm.

"Come on Satoru, remember what Shoko said. Uhhh you spin it then you channel it? And then you uh..." You tried your best to break it down as much as possible.

"Please Satoru" You said hunching your back over his face, your tears spilling now he, wasn't coming back.

You felt a twitch in his hand and some cursed energy flow through your body.

You gasped. The blood around you started to pulse. He was doing it.

"SATORU, PLEASE, YOUR SO CLOSE" you yelled as you saw his wounds slowly heal up.

"Awww man, I got a major headache" He said sitting up.

You could help but wrap your arms around him.

"Wow looks like someone missed me"

"How'd you know?" You said trying to mask your tears in his blood soaked uniform.

"And that's how I met your mother!" You heard Gojo say to little kid Megumi only giving an eye roll.

I thought you said you never wanted to babysit again? Is what you wanted to say but with Megumi there you didn't want him to think you were trying to get Gojo to get rid of him. Even so, it was obvious that Megumi favoured you way over him.

"Hey! You might wake Megumi!" You whispered harshly as Gojo caged your body between his and the couch.

"Hes dead on the inside, plus I don't think he'd care."

His head leans down slowly locking eyes with you when he's only inches away a small voice comes out of no where.

"Ewwww get a room."

"And that's how we trumatised Meguimi!" You heard Gojo telling the first years.

God he was the devil, when he wasn't bugging you, it was Megumi, poor kid.

"Hey stop embarrassing Megumi" you said giving him a slap on the shoulder.

He looked back at you with a wicked smile.

"So when you stab you want it to be right in the neck and pull all the way down yhe torso and just rip it all the way. I know it works because it killed Gojo-"

"And Y/Ns little heart, she was devastated!" Gojo budded in coming from nowhere.

"I'm teaching here." You said. As soon as he arrived you could feel tensions change, you just didn't know why.

"SENSEI CAN I PRACTICE ON GOJO SENSEI!" Maki said with a cursed object in her hand, looking at him like she was going to do more then practice.

"Fine but if you kill Gojo Sensei then I would-"

"Miss him very dearly and be heart broken forever. Then I'd have to burn all our wedding photos." Gojo finished your sentence for you, how kind.

"Were not even married-"

"Yet. We're not even married yet."

" Are you getting this guy Yuta? He's totally pushing it. No way he deserves y/n." Maki said aiming her knife at Gojos head before throwing it.

He caught it.

"WHAT DO YOU MEAN I DON'T DESERVE HER? WE HAVE A KID TOGETHER- I WORK MY ASS OFF EVERY DAY JUST SO SHE CAN TEACH YOU!"

"So he is useful for one thing" Panda said.

"HEY"

"And that's how we became engaged!" Gojo was said, explaining 'your relationship' to the new sorcerer who transferred from Kyoto to Tokyo.

You didn't understand why the needed another sorcerer here but you thought it would be good so Gojo could have more time off (as if) and heck you guys might become friends.

"Hey wifey, this is the new transfer sorcerer."

"Hello" you said with a smile reaching your hand out for her to shake.

"I don't see a ring on that finger" She said

"Oh yeah, were not actually married" you said with a nervous laugh

"Interesting" she said shaking your hand.

"I got a bad feeling about her" Maki said seemingly appearing out of nowhere making you jump in surprise.

"Maki? Well, we just met her okay, we can't make these assumptionsabouther right now." You sighed.

"No, shes deffinatly up to something" Nobora said making your head whip around your other side seeing her with her arms crossed.

"Oh common, maybe that's just the vibe she gives off"

"Yeah people who plan evil things give off that vibe" Panda said behind you.

"Alright okay all we have to do is tolerate her, don't have to like her, but tolerate her at least."

Sure enough not long after that you'd walk around campus and see her clinging onto Gojo's arm laughing at all his jokes. Maybe your students were right.

"No, no your doing it wrong, you go from the torso and rip it right up"

"Yeah right lady, let me just do my thing and you do yours." Maki said annoyed at the woman 'correcting' her.

"Well I'm actually a teacher now so I'd think that I am qualified to mentor you." She said with a grin.

"After all the Zenin clans failure should get all the help she can, right?"

"WHY YOU BITC-"

"Maki? What going on here?" You asked seeing her trying to hold back on staring the woman.

"It seems they aren't very open to criticism" she sranled looking away from you.

"She insulted me about my clan like the little maggot she is, getting under my skin like that. Gross"

"I was just saying the obvious." She rolled her eyes.

"Look, don't insult my students, Maki is one of the strongest sources I know and she worked hard to get here." You said looking at her pissed.

How dare she insult your students. Who dose she think she is?

"Look Miss..."

"Oh you can call me Mrs Gojo."

Your eye twitched. You got to be kidding me.

"If were going to have problems i'll have to tell you to just stay away from my class."

"Oh nobody told you? Well since I moved here Satoru was kind enough to help me get a position in teaching, now your class is my class."

"What? No they can't just do that?" you said now furious

"They can and they did." She said with a smirk.

"Have fun in the feild!" She said looking at you walk away all the way to Yaga's office.

"EXPLAIN YOUR SELF!" You shouted pulling open Yaga's door with pure anger running through your vains.

"We need you out on more missions Y/N, there's been a sudden rise in curses and we need you to help."

"So send the other damn woman!" You said fist slaming down into his desk.

" Your a special grade, shes not even close compared to you."

" Thanks but I don't take flattery as a form of persuasion, give me back my class, I'll work twice the missions after if thats what it takes-"

"No, It's no good to over work yourself" A voice said behind you.

"Satoru, did you know about this?" You said turing your head to him feeling betrayed.

"Hes not wrong y/n there are more curses now, more then even I can handle right now."

"Traitor" you mumbled as you aggressively pushed your way past him bumping his shoulder.

"I hope your right about this" Yaga said looking at Gojo who has his head down.

You were in no power to over turn both Gojo and Yagas decidion so you ended up drowning yourself in missions and everyone you took, the more carless you became. You just let whatever happen happen, a scratch on you? Whatever. Stitches? Okay sure. Cast? what a downer.

Nothing seemed to bother you anymore, nothing motivated you.

"Thanks Shoko but its okay, I'll just put a bandage on it. Wouldn't want to waste your time, plus I got another mission to get to."

"Are you kidding me y/n, its bad enough you don't smoke at all but also the fact you keep coming here almost every hour with a different injury." She said taking a deep inhale of her cigarette.

"Well you know, I got no students, No class room, teaching assistants..." You think of the time Gojo spent dropping into your classes daily and how it would always be a joyful atmosphere. But that rat took your place.

"You know what Y/N? I'm sending you home for a full week, and you have to stay home the entire time. No missions, no Jujutsu. Doctors orders." She said writing a note on her clip board.

You sighed "Thanks Shoko." Even though you didn't want to your body felt so exhausted and so did your mind.

So you got up and walked out of Jujutsu high, when you walked out the field you saw Gojo and ... that woman with your students all on the oval making your heart throb in you chest. You clutched at your shirt hoping this choking feeling would go away.

"Hey Shoko, have you seen Y/N lately? She hasn't spoken much, plus the kids started skipping class since she left."

"When haven't I seen her? She comes here after every mission with a new injury, man you should have seen the last one, nasty, nasty gash just pouring blood every where like she was a fountain" She exaugurated.

"WHAT?!"

"Eh ya'know Y/N stuff, she stopped caring about her self so I ordered her to stay home for a week after her, lets see, 15th visit IN AN HOUR." She said placing a clip board down beside her.

"WHY DIDN'T YOU MENTION THIS EARLIER?!" Gojo said teleporting before Shoko could even respond.

Knock Knock

You almost missed the sound of the knocking, you had the T.V on a high volume to buzz out your reality. You get up and walk through the door, hand on the door knob before you stop.

"If that's you Gojo, i'm busy, I have a mission in 2 minutes." You lied hoping you could drive him away.

"No you don't, Shoko told me the prescription. No curses for a week." He said.

"Now open the door."

Slowly you turned the handle and pulled the door open. There Gojo stood just staring at you. You couldn't physically see him stare but you could feel it, all 6 eyes.

"Was that it?" He asked gesturing toward the small Cinnemaroll bandage on you head.

"Yeah, can you believe it, a week off for this" you said trying to put on a playful tone but it died in your throat.

"You and I both know that that's not the reason for the week off"

"And? You and I both know the reason it happened in the first place. You betrayed me, replaced me, what for? For that...that woman!" you said anger starting to rise.

"Oh is someone jealous?" he asked trying to lighten the mood.

"Look Gojo just go tell that lady your jokes if your trying to crack any, i'm sure it boosts your ego to when she laughs." You sigh going to close the door on him.

His arm reaches out holding the door open before walking into your room.

"Y/N I'm telling you right now, on my life, there is nothing i want with that woman, she just sticks around a lot and is kind of helpless, so we out her in teaching"

"Yeah. And she thinks that to huh? Calling her self Mrs Gojo and all huh." You said watching as he closed the door behind him.

"What? She did? besides the point okay, you want the truth? I dont like her, I even told Yaga to send her back to Kyoto, your not you right now but you need to see that it hurt me to-"

"Why? because she took your spot as the strongest or something? Replaced you? She-"

"Because I like you."

The room fell silent.

"Its not worth keeping anyone around if their going to drive you away from me. Because I really do want to be more than just what we are now, whatever it is." He said leaning closer to you, making you move all the way to the arm of your couch.

"Well maybe you should have thought about that before, because I always...I always waited for you, but every time you just turned it into a joke, I don't want to be a joke to you Satoru but you make me one"

He takes a bigger step forward, wrapping his arms around you, making you fall onto the couch backwards.

"I'm sorry" He said moving strands of your hair aside and kissing the bandaid.

"I just...I want to move on" You said feeling his hand slowly travel down your head to your neck, gently drawing patterns on it.

"Why?" he said now leaning down and kissing the nape of your neck.

"Because- you'll never need me, when theres something, some one new i'll just be cast aside again." You said feeling tears pool in your eyes.

He hovers his head above yours.

"That's not true." he said before brushing his lips over yours.

"The problem is- I can't move on from you" You said finally feeling his lips on yours.

He pulled away wiping the tears from your eyes.

You heard his breath hitch as he went back down and gave you another kiss, but this one was more passionate, filled with all emotions. One of his hands glides up your thigh while the other went behind your head trying to get his tounge in deeper.

"I'll never hurt you again, I promise."

Your arms wandered up his shirt feeling the out lines of his chiseled abs. Slowly you could feel his chest rise up and down as things got more heated and you found your self pulling him closer to.

That night you almost forgot about the past few days as Gojo just kept littering your skin with kisses and hickeys. You wished the Kyoto lady was still there so you could show them off.

AUTHORS NOTE: @mo0nforme I AM SO SORRY THIS TOOK SO LONG, USUALLY IM FAST-ER. I just got busy for a few days but now i'm back to posting regularly so, yay? Hope you liked it thanks for reading. reblogs r goot

[sugolara]

♫ My butterfly stomach

Ft. Shota, Katsuki, Hitoshi, Izuku, Shoto, Eri & gn! reader

Synopsis: Born by dysfunctional parents, Shota Aizawa takes it upon himself to adopt a litter of kids to give them the best chance life could offer them. Or... [A family with different parents try to beat any obstacle that come their way, though they couldn't have done this without the help of their adopted father; Shota.] Cw: language, drinking, smoking, substance abuse, death mention, a bit of angst, quirkless! au, humor, slight sexual themes nothing to graphic, gender neutral reader!, updates once a month or so Honorable Supporting Cast: Denki Kaminari [The best friend], Kyoka Jiro [The friend], Eijiro Kirishima [The love interest], Ochaco Uraraka [The friend], Tenya Iida [The love interest/Ex], Mina Ashido [The friend/Ex], Momo Yaoyorozu [The love Interest], Hanta Sero [The love interst] & other extras that aren't important Music of the chapter: Totally Wired — The fall

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"Oh, fuck me, we got cooking!" F/n grunted as they stepped inside the classroom. After parting ways with Hitoshi, the rest had entered the classroom together as they had the same teacher; Hizashi. Luckily for F/n, Denki, and Hanta, Hizashi was a laid back teacher and mostly used up the entire class time in just letting everyone hangout, not to mention the blonde was a family friend to the Aizawa's. Entering the classroom, almost everyone was there.

From behind, Katsuki entered and stood by F/n as he had just escaped a horde of fangirls circling Shoto, leaving him behind to deal with the mess, "Your psychotic boyfriend said to answer his texts or he's going to slash dads tires, again."

"Seriously?" Annoyingly, F/n reached into their pockets to retrieve their phone and lo and behold, a hundreds texts from Neito were popping up as every second passed, "Jeez, talk about being famous."

Next to them, Kyoka joined, removing her scarf, "Totally forgot you were dating that guy. How long has it been?"

"Way to fucking long." F/n drew out, swiping the notifications away with a bored look, but also joining in was Eijiro who gave F/n a dead look. "It's been two weeks. Two weeks since he's slashed Mr. Aizawa's tires three times and not only that, but sending me death threats. What kind of guys do you date, F/n!? That's the fourth one!"

"Wait, I thought you said someone else sent you death threats?" Hanta asked, as he recalled the day the red-head had jumped into his yard in the middle of night screaming about someone chasing him.

Denki laughed as he also remembered that day after staying at his home when his parents took off, "Was it the one that tried doing the spell on you?"

"Spell?" Katsuki looked at his best friend, "Didn't you say someone chased you down the whole way home?"

Kyoka gave a look at F/n, "Seriously, F/n?"

Sputtering, they placed their phone away, forgetting to text back Neito, "I thought he said it was someone else."

"Does that matter?" The red-head huffed, "That brings me back to my point. What kind of people do you date?"

"They're not all bad." F/n said, though not even they believed it.

"The only one who wasn't bad was Four eye." Katsuki scoffed, "And you fucked that up."

Sighing, Kyoka glanced at the door as more people flowed in, "You just got a knack on dating people with issues who believes that you'll be the one to change them. Then when they fall in love with you and basically devote their life to you, you dump them or ignore them."

"...Wow." Hanta eyed F/n, "I'm pretty sure that's some kind of...fetish."

"It is." Katsuki rolled his eyes, "And it's fucking weird. Then you act like you have no idea what you did when they start pulling shit like slashing tires and sending death threats."

"I'm not into that, okay?" F/n rolled their eyes, crossing her arms when she saw Shoto, Izuku, and Ochaco. Just behind them, F/n could see Hizashi, a few other students that were transferring out of 2-B and lastly, Tenya who let their eyes stare on him, waiting for him to notice, "It's not my fault some people are crazy and decide to come to me."

Eijiro shook his head, "I'll be sending my condolences to the next person you date."

"Imagine it's you." Denki joked, laughing with Kyoka as Hizashi stood in the front of the class and clapped his hands, gathering everyone's attention as the final bell rang. "Alright class, settle down and form a line. We got a couple students from Class 2-B, so lets try to keep things low-key."

"I know he did not just say that." Kyoka mumbled while Denki tried to contain his laugh as Yamada continued his speech. Having everyone introduce themself, Denki's snickers halted as his eyes widened at the sight of a student. He elbowed F/n who also had the same expression as they both whispered, "Isn't that the chick you dated? Mina, right?"

"Ohmyfuckinggod." A big breath was inhaled as F/n tried hard not to make eye contact, but unfortunately, Mina noticed and waved her fingers. The action caught the attention of F/n's brothers as well as her friends and Tenya, "Shegoingtokillme."

"How bad was the breakup?" Denki murmured as he eyed F/n state. He didn't recall it being terrible. In fact, he remembered F/n saying Mina was the best he's ever had—though he was sure F/n was referencing something else.

"Well, it wasn't bad." F/n said, Yamada's voice going on in the background, "She was just crazy, like crazier than me."

Katsuki let out a soft scoff next to them, "Yeah, right. I'll believe that when I see it."

"I'm being legit." F/n said.

Clapping his hands, Yamada let out a brig grin, "Alright! Now that we got that out of the way, let's start the first day of school fresh and begin with baking a cake!"

Everyone in class groaned which made Hizashi whine, "Aw! C'mon guys, be excited! We get to bake cake! Think of this as a way to get along with your new classmates—I'm looking at you Katsuki."

After partnering up with people, F/n was left without a partner which was a bother. The last thing F/n wanted to do was do all the work so groaning, they took their problems to Hizashi, "Why do I get to be by myself!? Everyone else gets to be partnered up and have fun, but you're telling me I have to work by myself!? I mean look at Denki and Shoto! They get to have fun and, oh, let's not forget the last time when Denki almost burned the entire school! And we got a set of most likely crazy fucking classmates! Why do you always have to single me out!?"

A breath was then released from them as F/n patted Hizashi's shoulder, "Excuse my language, Uncle."

Staring at F/n, he sighed and pointed to the back table, "Fine, go partner up with Tenya."

"Err..." F/n let out, eyes flickering towards his station, "...Perhaps there might be someone else?"

His only answer was walking away, leaving F/n to fight her thoughts as they slowly walked to Tenya's table, thankful in him noticing. However, when F/n arrived, his eyes moved to her and unconsciously a smile was placed on their lips, "Yo..."

His eyes stayed on her for a brief moment and all those feeling came crashing down on them both, but they both masked it. His way was letting out a quiet sigh and handing an apron to F/n, "Don't think I won't make you work. Put this on and read me the steps."

Thankfully, this was going smoothly, "Alright, so...the first step is..."

After a while of watching Tenya whisk the batter, F/n eyed the room where again they made eye contact with Mina, "I wonder why they even had students switch out."

"Personal issues." Tenya responded, eyeing their distracted form and unknowing of the look F/n was sharing with Mina, "I suppose it has to do with Minoru and a few girls. It's not safe and it was about time."

"Yeah, well, I'm going to miss our other classmates." F/n then mumbled, "Not that I even bothered to know them."

Subtly rolling his eyes, he nudged his head towards the back table, "Go ask Shoto or Denki for half a cup of flour."

When F/n stood up, Tenya gave them a stern look, "Half a cup."

"Jeez, acting like I can't listen." F/n mumbled, stalking off towards their brother's station. Arriving, a snicker left their lips, pointing at the cake, "Man, what the hell are you trying to do? Create a radioactive?"

"We're not done." Shoto gave them a brief glare, "And don't go acting like yours is any better when I know it looks exactly like ours."

"FYI, it is." They pointed to their table where Tenya cracked two eggs. A smirk had been plastered on their lips, "I got the best of the best."

"And how's that working out for you?" Shoto said, choosing to ignore that his friend had spoken of F/n. Surprisingly, there was still some feelings left in the way he spoke of them which was mostly out of concern. Concern of how F/n would do without Tenya keeping them from trouble. 

"Eh." F/n shrugged, sitting on the stool.

"No fair." Denki whined, setting the flour down, "You got Stick-up-his-ass. Knowing him, he'll let you do nothing so they can pass."

F/n snickered as Shoto looked at them, "Did you need something? And it better not be here to mess with us. I'm trying to make dad proud."

"Psh." F/n waved at him, "Please, the only ones who need to make him proud are me and Katsuki. You're like an, ehh, on his list."

"Where do you land?" Denki asked, picking the shells of an egg that landed on the batter.

"Below Katsuki." They proudly admitted, however, hearing Tenya calling for them, F/n got back on task, "Anyways, I need a cup of sugar."

"You know, I was thinking of putting in strawberries. I saw that girl Mina still had some." Ochaco hummed, looking at everyone's cake before looking back at Izuku with a smile "Oh, did I tell you? Katsuki offered to tutor me, which I found weird, but then I realized he keeps looking at this girl that hangs out in the library for lunch. So, pretty soon he might have a girlfriend! And another member into this sad, depressing group."

"Kacchan?" Izuku looked at her, unbelieving that he'd go out of his way for a library girl, "Yeah, right. She's probably just a quick bang if he's willing to put in the effort. She'll just be another name on his list."

An expressionless look was on her face, "Why do guys do that? It's degrading."

"Not all do that..." He mumbled, looking at the cake, "I don't do that."

"That's because I'm the first you've ever been with." She returned to her cake, ignoring the look Izuku gave her, "Go grab the strawberries from Mina."

A quiet sigh left him as he grudgingly made his way to the pink-hair, passing Katsuki who shook his head at Eijiro. An ashamed look was on his face, eyes glaring between the red-head and the cake, "Look at this shit. How the fuck do you manage to screw a cake when the instructions are right in front of you. What are you—Icyhot and Sparky?!"

Eijiro nervously chuckled, the batter on the spatula dripped onto the floor, "Uh...you can't blame me when the font is small and there's no pictures—and to be fair, I did warn you. Why do you think my dad does the cooking?"

"The fuck does your dad have to do with this!?" The blonde exasperatedly looked at him.

"I don't know!" His voice quivered, "Man, I'm having a hard time and you're not making it any better!"

"Oh my fucking god."

When the timer on Hizashi's desk went off, the cakes in the oven were now ready to be decorated. The teacher passed by each station, giving occasional thumbs up at those that looked good, but when he got to Denki's and Shoto's, his face well, "Well, what's going on here?"

Denki frowned down at the monstrosity, "I don't know. We followed the instructions. It kind of looks...sad."

Hizashi hummed, crossing his left arm over his chest while the other arm was placed on his chin. He glanced at the book, deciding it was best to not mention they were following a completely different recipe, "It's a little more than sad, Denki."

"Wait, maybe we're just looking at it wrong." Shoto said. He and Denki then tilted their heads to get a better look, ignoring the face Hizashi gave them.

Finally, lunch arrived and with the hall crowded the group took their time in getting to the cafeteria. With the overworked workers, there would be plenty of food. With the breakup still in the air, the group was divided, though no one took it to heart. Going with Tenya went Shoto, Izuku and Ochaco. The rest stayed with F/n.

"Where's Katsuki?" F/n asked, looking at Kyoka.

She shrugged, looking at the Menu above them, "I saw him and Eijiro head off the other way. Something about looking at a book."

"Katsuki's showing him the girl he's trying to bang." Denki scratched his cheek, eyes on the menu, "You guys got money? My folks left nothing again."

"I got you." I love you, Kyoka. "We should tell that Mina girl to join us."

"Are you crazy?" F/n eyed her, "She's an ex. We don't hang out with any ex's."

"Tenya still hangs out with us." Kyoka said, grabbing money from her pockets, "So who care's if she's your ex-girlfriend. I talked with her and she's pretty funny." 

Looking at their table they claimed in their first year, Denki grinned, "Well, who cares what you think, F/n. Hanta already beat you to it."

They looked back and once again F/n stared into the yellow eyes of the girl. "See? What did I say? She looks like she wants to kill me."

"You're overreacting." Kyoka rolled her eyes, picking her tray and letting Denki grab his before they made way to their table. Moving forward and grabbing their lunch, F/n was suddenly stopped and their heart almost leaped out of their chest when Neito jump scared them. They placed a hand on their chest, "You need to wear a fucking bell, dude. Could've gotten a heartache."

"I'm breaking up with you." He crossed his arms.

"W-What?" There were people around them, but neither of them cared, even when they shockingly looked their way. "Why?"

"Because you're an asshole." He looked up and down at them, "And that says something when it comes from me."

"Well, you can't call me an asshole when I didn't even do anything." F/n said, thinking back to when they behaved like one, "What did I do?"

"Exactly! What did you do?!" He threw his arms in the air before counting his fingers with a glare, "You don't answer my calls, you can't even both bother to text me and apparently you can't even hang out with me?! I'm you're fucking boyfriend, F/n! This whole time the relationship has been one-sided!"

"You only counted three..." F/n mumbled, though it went deaf to his ears.

"And don't even think I don't know how you look at Mei." He threateningly said, "You're a dog. Don't come back to me when no one else will love you."

Before F/n could utter a word, his glare was changed into a smile and he shoved past them, "Anyways, good luck in life you're going to need it."

Unsure of how to react, they continued to watch their now ex-boyfriend with an unreadable expression. They should have felt hurt by the insults, but to be fair, Neito was right. With the blonde leaving the cafeteria—and the hot ginger following behind—F/n returned to the group who had seen everything, "So...Neito broke up with me."

"Oh, shit." Mina, catching the eyes of others, said. Despite them used to dating, she never that bother her. It was in the past and they left on neutral terms. The only reason why she was eyeing F/n was so in hopes they can be friends as F/n was fun and though F/n was anything far from loyalty, they were still loyalty in a friendship. Whatever that meant, "Are you okay?"

F/n shrugged, sitting next to Hanta who masked their joy with a frown. "It was for the best, F/n. He was batshit crazy."

"Yeah–" Hitoshi swallowed his food, unbothered by the breakup as it wouldn't and would never be the first, "I'm surprised he even did it. You're both a match made in heaven and you both did everyone a favor in dating each other."

"Is that really what you say after a breakup?" Mina looked at him.

"Hitoshi speaks his mind." Kyoka informed her, "Don't take anything he says to heart."

"Ehh, you two will get back together." Denki chimed in, biting into his chicken as Kyoka kicked his shin.

After a while of staring off into space, trying to feel heartbroken, F/n gave up. A grin was placed on their lips, "Did you guys hear Mirio, from last year, is hosting a party this weekend?"

[wandafiction]

Superhero Trio - Just Us Chapter 34

Warnings: None

Word Count: 2795

Series List | Chapter 33 | Chapter 35

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I have been awake for a few minutes, just taking in the sight of the children and Wanda on the bed. I have been wondering why and how the children joined us and when because I certainly don't remember waking up in the night to them climbing on me...wait no I remember a vague dream of Billy entering with Tommy and Nathaniel in his arms telling me he had a nightmare or something. It was so vague I thought it was a dream, but it's obviously not. I must have been so tired that I went straight back to sleep after the boys joined us in the bed. I also know for a fact Wanda didn't wake up as I made sure the boys were quiet and gentle when getting on the bed. This is going to surprise her for sure, hopefully it's a good surprise. 

There is not much else I can do to be fair, I'm trapped underneath both Wanda and Nathaniel, my left arm trapped under Wanda and Tommy. Nathaniel has Wanda and Billy holding him, so if I move anything someone else will end up moving causing someone else to move. All in all if I move I create a domino effect of moving people, well shit. My left arm is, well I think it's still attached to my body but I definitely can't feel it that's for sure. My right arm, I believe is under Nathaniel but I can't be certain as I have another dead limb. Good thing I can feel my legs, or at least I think they are my legs. They could be Wanda's at this point as mine and hers are definitely intertwined and crossing over one another with arms here, there and everywhere from all the other bodies. It's like one of those poorly designed interstate junctions and I can't figure out whose limbs are who's, but apart from that and some slight confusion I'm enjoying the view and the feeling: from what I can actually feel right now.

My body freezes when I hear a low groan come from the woman on my chest nuzzling her face against my chest. I see her go to move her arms but she freezes her movements. She slowly lifts her head with furrowed brows as she looks to her right (my left) and sees Tommy cuddling up to her and basically me as he holds our hands using them as a pillow. Her head then moves to look to the other side of her where she sees Billy holding Nathaniel close to him, her and his hands holding onto one another. She follows her arm as she leans up a bit to check if Nathaniel is still asleep then moves her head to look up at me, who has been watching her this whole time. Not that she realised I was awake.

She raises her eyebrows at me in a silent question, I simply shrug a smile tugging at the corner of my lips as I take in the view one last time. This view will never get old. She seems to wake up a bit more, fully taking in what is actually happening and a huge smile appears on her face. She tries not to move too much so as to not disturb the tranquility of the morning, but it doesn't stop her from whispering out a small 'wow'. Her fuzzy look appears on her face as she looks back up at me and I know for sure that I have the same look on my face. 

"When did this happen?" She whispers, trying not to wake the boys.

"Last night, I think." She scrunches her eyebrows in confusion. "I have a very faint memory of Nathaniel being held in Billy's arms standing next to Tommy mentioning something about him having a nightmare but I'm really not sure it's all fuzzy and feels more like a dream." 

"What one of my boys had a nightmare?" 

"No Nathaniel." I feel her hum against my chest as she takes another look around at the bodies on the bed.

"Does he get them often?" 

"Not as regularly as he used to, but as the evidence proves yeah he has nightmares from time to time. But sleeping with someone he is familiar with works in easing him back to sleep afterwards."

"Probably why they are in here now."

"Probably." I look up to the ceiling as I bite my lip in thought. "Your boys are so good with him, I didn't think they would want to hang out with a 4 year old all day and night but they did. You have raised them so well Wanda, they are going to be absolute gentlemen when they are older."

"You think so?" 

"No, I know so." 

Wanda bites her lips as she looks up at me moving her free arm, lucky bitch, to my face cupping my left cheek as she rubs at my cheekbone with her thumb her fingers spread open on my cheek her pinky resting on my jaw. She moves her hand so it's hovering above my face, and using her finger draws an imaginary line from my cheekbone up to my eyebrow. From my eyebrow to my nose, pulling her finger down the bridge of my nose only to go back up and across my other eyebrow before making its way down to my cheek. She then moves it to my bottom lip pulling it back slightly and releasing it as she stifles a laugh. Wanda takes her hand back to her face, planting a kiss on her three middle fingers before placing them gently on my lips as I kiss them back. I can feel her body buzz a little with mine as she places the fingers back in her lips before resting her hand gently on my chest drawing random shapes and patterns, her left cheek now resting on my chest as she angles her head to be able to see me.

"Morning mama." Billy's rough morning voice brings us out of our little world, moving our heads so we can smile at him. 

"Good morning Billy." Wanda signals for him to try and stay quiet as the other two boys are still sound asleep.

"Morning Billy." He turns to look at me. "What time was it when you came and joined us?"

"Maybe like 2am. Nathaniel had a nightmare, something about flying Aliens attacking New York through a portal, I don't know he was crying pretty hard about it until I held him." 

"Thank you Billy, it can be hard to get him settled back down after one. Especially if he hasn't got his dog Teddy with him, or someone like his brother and sister snuggle up with him."

"Yeah I tried to get him to settle down, but he kept tossing and turning. Then I remembered you said it was okay to come and get you if he needed anything, so I came up to ask you what to do as I left him wrapped in a blanket next to Tommy." How awake was I for any of this?

"Oh I don't remember that."

"Yeah I came knocking on the door, and when you answered you ushered me inside. I told you what happened, then you asked me to go and bring him up and said to come straight in so we didn't wake Wanda by knocking again." He is about to continue the story but we see Tommy roll over stretching his arms above his head, he rolls over some more until he is pressed against my side, his head resting on my bicep. Wanda's smile is huge at this point.

"Is it okay if I rest like this?" Is the first thing out of Tommy's mouth making me laugh a little.

"Yeah let me just shake out my arm as I can't feel it." He lifts his body up so he is sitting up a little so I can shake my arm trying to get the blood flowing back through it, once the very painful pins and needles disappear I lay my arm back down. "Go for it, but try not to kill it off this time."

"Sorry, not sorry." I hide a laugh as Wanda pokes his back playfully. "What are you guys talking about?" 

"How we ended up here. I was just telling them about when I came back downstairs and saw you rocking Nathaniel side to side." Wanda eyes widen slightly as she looks between her two boys, obviously not expecting them to be so loving and caring towards Nathaniel.

"Oh right, yeah he woke me up when he started crying again. Which wasn't an issue, but I couldn't seem to get him to calm down with words. It's like he couldn't hear me. So I did the next best thing, I brought his head to my chest so he could listen to my heartbeat and slowed my breathing down to try and get him to match it." Tommy explains as he moves his head up to my shoulder to make sure he isn't cutting off the circulation as he notices me squeezing my hand into a fist shaking it a bit.

"Did it work?" Wanda asks, getting evermore curious

"For a few minutes, but when he tried explaining what happened he started crying a little again. Then Billy came back into the room and said he was going to take him upstairs, as he had asked you what to do." I move my arm a little to gesture for Wanda to lay down behind Tommy so she can snuggle into him as I see her trying to get comfortable.

She doesn't hesitate to do just that, wrapping her arm around Tommy resting her hand on my chest as her head comes to rest on my bicep that was once occupied by Tommy head. I bend my elbow bringing my arm inwards a little until my hand comes into contact with Wanda's head and I start to scratch at her scalp as soon as it does. 

"So how did it go from Billy bringing Nathaniel up to you all ending up in the bed?" I question lightly so they know I'm not mad or anything that they are in bed, just genuinely curious about the whole situation. 

"Right. So Billy came over and unwrapped Nathaniel from the blanket so he was easier to carry, and he was going up to a bed so didn't need the blanket. Anyway, as Billy lifted him up and into his arms Nathaniel's hand shot out and grabbed onto mine. When I tried to convince him it was okay, and to let go he just whined and said he wanted us both. Which I would have thought was really cute if it wasn't for the fact he was so sad." He looks at Billy to see if he wants to continue the story.

"So I held him close to my chest, he was practically squeezing me to death but I couldn't care less I just needed to make sure he was okay. We made it to the door and I told him I would take him inside and that he would snuggle with you and me and Tommy would head back downstairs. When I say that the boy's death grip on me somehow got tighter I'm not lying, I thought I was going to suffocate." He laughs quietly at his exaggeration as we are all still trying to remain as quiet as possible not to wake the sleeping child in his arms.

"I thought my hand was going to snap in two the way he was holding it at that point." 

"When I asked him what was wrong, he just let out a small 'please stay'. I told him only if Y/n let us and he said he would convince you." My heart breaks a little the more I hear. 

"So I opened the door for us, and called out your name quietly. When you sat up in bed, you looked tired so instead of explaining the whole thing we sort of just said is it okay if we join you Nathaniel won't let go. You just patted the bed and said the more the merrier." I feel Tommy get squished between me and Wanda when she squeezes me. "Mom, you're squishing me."

"Sorry Tommy." 

"It's okay, I guess."

"So yeah that's basically it, he wouldn't let go of me so I had to snuggle him between me and you, and Tommy went the other side between you and mama sort of. It was difficult because mama was half on you half on the bed." He laughs out as I feel Wanda's cheek heat up against my arm.

"I know, tell me about it." Wanda's palm makes contact with my chest with my words. "Okay I deserved that." 

She gives me the middle finger knowing Nathaniel is still asleep, the twins laughing at us both as we act like children. But not once did I stop scratching her scalp, ironic that she is hitting me and giving me the middle finger but here I am turning her to putty with my fingers on her head. 

"Morning sissy." Nathaniel shuffles against me and I feel Billy's protective grip on him tighten a little as he worries about the small boy. 

"Good morning buddy, how are you feeling?" I inquire, his movements allow me to free my other arm and I gasp when I feel the pins and needles shoot through the whole thing.

"A lot better." He pauses for a second before he lets out a tiny whisper. "It was scary sissy." 

"Yeah? You want to talk about it?"

"Mhmm."

"Now or later?"

"Now."

"Okay. Tell me what happened."

"It was the same as last time. The aliens come through the portal from space. Some are already on the ground and some are flying in the sky." 

"What next?" 

"A big one came through the portal."

"A big one. How big?"

"Huge, as tall as a building."

"What did it do?"

"It came flying down towards me and before I could do anything it opened its mouth and went to eat me. And then I woke up." 

"How do you feel now?"

"A little better. Thank you for listening, everyone." A chorus of your welcomes came from the other three in the room, and an idea pops into my head.

"You know you now have three superheroes to look after you." I feel everyone turn their heads to look at me.

"I do?" Nathaniel's voice sounds excited as well as hopeful.

"Oh yeah. Three awesome superheroes."

"Who are they?"

"Well Tommy, Billy and Wanda." 

"They are superheroes." 

"They can be in your dreams if you make them so." I look around to see everyone's eyes on me waiting for me to continue. "So firstly you have Speed also known as Tommy Maximoff. He is a superhero so fast that he can take down a whole group of people in seconds. He once disarmed a group of soldiers before they could even blink. Then there is Wiccan also known as Billy Maximoff. He has some cool powers of energy manipulation amongst other things that make him a very powerful young man. He once stopped a trail of bullets from harming his family with a wave of his hand. And finally there is the all powerful Scarlet Witch also known as Wanda Maximoff. Wanda is the most powerful witch to ever live, it's written in writing about how she comes across her powers and isn't born with them that makes her just as unpredictable as it does powerful. But she tries to use her power for good and she once defeated a witch who wanted to take her powers and family away. And now you are her friend, so she will protect you at all costs." 

"Wow! That is so freaking cool!! I have a team of superheroes to protect me from. The stupid aliens!" He hugs Billy more then wiggles out of his grip before clambering over my torso accidentally digging his knee into my kidney as he scrambles onto Tommy and Wanda giving them a big squeeze. "You guys are sooooo cool." 

"Yeah?" Wanda asks as Nathaniel gets excited about my story.

"Yes and you guys are going to protect me from the big bad aliens!" Wanda brings her free arm to wrap around Nathaniel pulling him down into her so she can give him a big squeeze. 

"I love you guys so much!" Nathaniel's voice is muffled against Wanda's body but we all hear it and we all smile at the words when he says them.

"We love you too buddy."

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[valalice]

HI!! i’m the anon who went to the saudi trip yesterday and boy do i have an update

okay so, when we went to the cultural center, it was GORGEOUS i wish i could put some pics (you can search saudia ithra) but it was HUUGEEE and the building was stunning

first they took us to the library area. FOUR FLOORS FILLED WITH BOOKS I WAS SO EXCITEDDDDDD I found some books i’ve been wanting to read so bad but it’s borrow only </3

then when the other bus of students came, the tour started and this woman explained to us about the impact islam had on some of the art pieces and its significance in the first gallery.

then she took us to another gallery which shows old artifact and calligraphy, even some pieces dating back to 1200 years ago WHICH IS CRAZYYYY. i saw old fighting armor and swords which was so fucking awesome?? like WOAH?? there were also some gorgeous paintings which showed how calligraphers often worked closely with painters, illuminators and gilders to create pages of great beauty from illuminated frontispieces for manuscripts of the Holy Qur'an and i was basically in awe the entire time.

we saw some crazy huge completely handmade carpentry and ceramic which was stunning. the mechanics of it (from what i understood) was that it was build to bring cool air in and keep it there back in the day. they showed us spanish pottery, also so beautiful that i fear my storage is gonna explode from HOW many pictures i took 🧍‍♀️

after that, they took us to the energy/science exhibit and the science nerd in me was jumping up and down but unfortunately they were rushing because we had to go and eat BUT it was so much fun there were tiny games where you could play and see how extracting oil works, how anticline and fault traps work for oil and how certain rocks are formed. i wwiiiisshh we continued since there also was a knowledge tower which i was interested in going.

after eating, they took us to this walk open area with restaurants and cafes to chill a little before we had to go. and as we were JUST about to leave, someone fainted and from there it went downhill because someone had a panic attack about it and it was crazy but thank god they’re okay. but when we were in the bus, a girl who was with the one who fainted told us that she had heart and stomach problems but didn’t take her medication soon and only took it after she drank coffee on an empty stomach and apparently her antibiotics were super strong and you had to eat first which is why she passed out and wasn’t able to move for a bit. god bless her soul i’m so glad she’s okay but girl 🧍‍♀️ and apparently it wasn’t the first time she’s done this especially since she knows how bad it can get? 😭

but she’s good now, i’m beyond happy about that and we reached back home at 9:30 pm when we were supposed to go back home at 5:30 pm 🧍‍♀️ over all it was reallllly fun despite the little turn of events.

okay WOW this is super long, i am soooo sorry about that 😭 you don’t have to respond to it <3

EKKK THANK YOU FOR GETTING BACK TO ME NONNY!

aww i wish i could see your pictures :( i guess anon doesn't allow you guys to upload pictures which is unfortunate, but i look it up and it looks incredible oh my god! and seeing a library like that must've been one of kind (a shame you couldn't take any of the books you found home 😞)

the art and history section ahhhh! i love art history that it's so cool that you learned all of that and was able to experience it all in person, definitely a little jelly haha. the armor and swords!!!! i love seeing that stuff so much, i could stare at it for forever just picking out the interstate details they'd put into those kind of thinks back then, and how they actually used to fight wearing it! 1200 years ago is insaneeeee, even now i'm still wrapping my head around humans being around for that long and all the advances that were made back then! i'd be in awe too if i wear you girl (and the photo storage i get that too, so many thing to capture but so little room on my phone)

fellow science nerd ahhh, so sad you guys didn't get to spend longer in the exhibit :(

oh my god i'm sorry to hear that about the girl :( glad she's okay though! and hopefully things like that don't happen to her too often, she's gotta be looking out for her health!

ahhh i'm so happy you had fun nonny! it definitely sounded like an eventful trip (minus the accidents towards the end) :b

[detective-like-i-give-a-damn]

I don't think I've ever posted a survey here and this one has very basic questions I've answered a trillion times on livejournal.

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What's your name?

Ashley

For how long you have this account?

I've had THIS account since december 2015 because I deleted the previous one when someone posted something so goddamn gross I just got rid of tumblr entirely. I think my first one was in 2009.

Favourite food?

probably any form of fried potatoes

Favourite drink?

Coffee, sparkling waters. < yeah definitely. coffee is the standby, hills bros classic cappuccino sometimes. really miss target's pear hibiscus sparkling water they discontinued.

Do you have any siblings?

brother, sister, stepbrother, stepsister

Do you have pets?

I have a siamese cat named bobby

How old are you?

35 for another month

How many languages do you know?

I studied spanish for two years on duolingo then they fucked up the website and I couldn't figure out busuu. in middle school I tried to learn russian but jesus christ that language is way harder than english.

What's your all time favourite movie/tv show?

the simpsons. in more recent years I spend much more time watching kath & kim on repeat.

What are you enjoying to do in your free time?

fucking around on the computer basically. cleaning.

Are you an introvert or an extrovert?

introverted

Your favourite music genres?

electro-pop lollll. you get old and just mellow out.

Your dream place to visit?

fort wayne indiana

Something you wish you were better at?

staying focused and on task

How long do you take to respond to texts?

I rarely get a text that needs a response. if I see it I just answer right then.

Do you have any tattoos? If not, would like to?

no and no. I could never settle on a permanent design and frankly I have a weird skin condition. it would look like a fuzzy tv screen in five days.

What's your sexuality?

none go away

Do you like reading? If yes what's your favourite book?

I hate reading. I really just started doing it again about ten years ago to have something to do on break at work since talking to people makes me sick. reading just turned into like, a part-time job for me trying to beat last year's record and get through these goddamn Want To Read lists. and nothing I read is ever worth the time you put into it. I'm tired of it man! fuck books! we're going back to garfield comics!

Have you ever been in love?

no

What's your relationship status?

single

Have you ever been heartbroken?

yes

Best memory you could think of?

idk going to cedar point probably

Worst memory you can think of?

well tragedies of course

Do you have any fears?

oh thousands. I'm very scared of like society collapsing. when there's a wreck on the interstate and you see traffic stopped for miles oh god my bone marrow does something primal.

Are you a morning or a night person?

I don't feel at my best any particular time. my last few jobs have needed me to wake up way before dawn so that's just what I do now and I never really enjoyed staying up super late when I was younger because there's nothing to do at all. may as well just be awake during daylight hours.

How many pictures you have on your phone?

a hundred at most, I try to dump them off in a pc folder every month or when I have to scroll too far to find something

Who was your favourite childhood crush?

oh uh? they were all horrible experiences and if adults behaved that way we'd probably have free forced mental healthcare we couldn't decline. WOW that was awful.

Are you a romantic?

no.

What’s your dream date?

listen I just wanna pine for people, I wouldn't have the first fucking clue what to do once I had them. I'd be like "uhhhhhhhhh do you wanna drive 28 miles away to the good meijer that actually has stuff I want?"

What are your hobbies?

I have a couple forums bookmarked where I help people find books they're trying to remember. I like to keep informed on new/seasonal fast food and junk food. crossword puzzles. uhhhh. this.

[winter-tospring]

first impressions from last night, for my records lol written as i went. warning, it's not great tortured poets department: wtf is with all that synth it sounds so bad so high so not on theme wtf is this her voice doesnt sound like it's trying at all it's strolling and so boring; she's just giving us nothing

my boy: this is like if out of the woods production was less good and also didn't fit the theme and lyrics and it just is bAD so bad, like why, it's like a bad imitation that doesn't make sense!!!!!! the drum and synth was nice once and then i'm sorry you actually have to make it coherent not just re-use the same things and patch them together because you have no new fucking ideas !!~!!!!!!!

down bad- she will say she's an alcoholic and she learned how to say fuck so she overuses it like a teenager now, great. matty breaking up with her?? sounds like he did but feels like lies tbh

so long, london- wow finally getting to hear about joe. better match between lyrics and music. better gradation, better buildup, some pretty good lyrics, overall, decent

but daddy i love him- something i would actually support and be hyping if she had come out as bi, or gay, or had stuck with matty, had defended any part about him, had continued dating him longer than she did, had actually dissassociated from her dad, had actually done sonmething rebellious truly. but she reverted back to a fucking footballer her dad picked for her so how fucking bold to release this now when all this energy is gone. the nerve. she should've kept this to herself or release it last summer it's actually UPSETTING that she would release this now when she is in such a picture perfect daddy approved relationship.

fresh out the slammer- uh….okay…undewhelming "taylor, please. do a drug. any drug. and report back. 😞😩"

florida!!!- definitly the best!! florence has the best moments of the album. actually intersting vocals, attitude, style, bocal beauty, and interesting music overall. just want her to sing only, feels like taylor is impeding on florence and i want florence to come back everytime she stops singing. florence actually adds flavor to this, whereas taylor is just...flat and uninteresting??? yikes

guilty as sin?- actually like it!! guitar and drum yes baby. though oh pooor little baby you desire someone else. you are now linking yourself to jesus, you're so guilty but you havent done anything. okay okay but the sound is actually good and i would listen again. the grandiose religious comparisons are a plenty on this album man

i can fix him- taylor you are not grimes. you were not married to elon musk. stop religion, stop it. my god how embarassing this one should not have been public. actually burst out laughing at that last heavy "can't"

loml- thank you for actually telling us something. that was the easiest to get through without interrupting. joe song. good words, good simple ballad.

i can do this with a broken heart- this is funny genuinely, funny, i would hype that, wow

the smallest man who ever lived- the karlie song? want to look more into the lyrics.

the alchemy- ew ew ewterrible badddddddddddd you can't write a good song about football, please stop trying. this is so bad i'm actually so mad please delete this clara bow- so disapointed! i expected more from this one, but it's another ''the lucky one'' or "last american dynasty" etc...nothing new, so it doesn' really compel attention... i listened to who's afraid of little old me last:

who's afraid of little old me?- oh god girl. make this make sense. this is embarrassing, why dont you tell us why you were raised in an asylum and what they did and that instead of throwing oh boohoo me i have it so bad.

this is just her style now, i guess. :|

[scarlet--wiccan]

hand symbol anon here! (this one /762916971097489408/hello-sorry-if-this-sounds-weird-but-is-there-a)

i really wouldn't worry about cultural appropriation in this case, since her religion itself is already a mix of a lot of different traditions (which is why i thought there might be some overlap), including new age stuff. it's also not exactly identical, her tattoo is just the hands part, and they're thicker and fully parallel (if i'm being honest your design is way prettier lol)

if you're interested in the specifics, we're from brazil and she's a spiritist, which (at least how she practices it, there's variations) is mostly a combination of catholicism, spiritualism, and some afro-brazilian religions (that were already mixed with catholicism to begin with. there's a lot of syncretism involved). it sounds a bit weird, i guess, but it's huge here. the hands tattoo specifically was because she became a 'passista' this year, which are people who supposedly can transfer good energy from themselves into other people through their hands - kind of an energy healing, but it's not really healing so much as a pick-me-up. i don't think it's an official symbol or anything, which is why i was so surprised to come across something similar on your post.

anyway, sorry for the inconvenience 😅 it was just one of those things where you see something for the first time and then see it again very soon after and go 'oh wow has this been here the whole time??'

That's super intersting, thank you for following up. I'm not super familiar, but I am aware of Brazilian spiritism. I think it's related to similar movements which started up in Europe around the same time, although they never became quite so deeply established. I can see where the hand motif would come in, and like I said, my design wasn't particularly creative so it's no surprise that other folks have come up with similar things. Glad to know I didn't accidentally rip off a really specific religious symbol.

[lutawolf]

Hello ! I have no particular demand, I juste wanted to take some time to thank you for your very clear and intersting explanations and analysis of D/s relations in drama (and real life). ^^'

(that's VERY specific, isn't it ? ^^)

I've been watching Japanese dramas for over 15 years and I really often failed to understand some storylines (which can also be caused by the subtitles quality, even if those have slowly improved over the past few years). This lack of understanding was part of why I enjoyed watching those dramas : it was specifically because it made no sense to me, that it was refreshing and relaxing.

Nevertheless, regarding the new drama "my personal weatherman", I was appalled and shocked by the dynamic and even more shocked that most of the comments I read online were like "oooow they're so cuuuuuute"... I did not thing they were cute in the slightest. I found this drama abusive and violent and full of "red flags". However, contrary to my habit, I tried to find an explanation. I must have been missing something if this drama was sooo popular and apparently nobody was seing abuse and violence in it. This should worth an investigation !

And after browsing through the internet I found your blog and wow, I went from being very uneasy with this show to really liking it. And I discovered the BDSM world and the different relational dynamics and found it really interesting and refreshing. Therefore, thank you for taking the time to write thoses blog posts and to make it comprehensible for people from a very different universe. ^^

(I also read other more "Japanese culturally oriented" explanations of said drama, about "amae" for example, however, those completed well your BDSM analysis of it)

The world is a great place, I love how so many different persons with so many different ways of living can totally peacefully cohabit. As you often say in your posts, it's mostly about communication. :)

I wish you a great day.

Bisou !

Hey Bisou!!!

Thank you so much! I'm glad they helped you to enjoy the show! That right there makes it worth writing these.

The D/s dynamic can seem like one thing. I've had more than one acquaintance look sideways at my husband and I, but this is how we like our relationship. Rest assured, while it looks violent or intense, that's how we like it and makes us happy.

Thank you 💜💜💜

[sinelanguage]

20 questions for fic writers

taking from @fivedayslater who tagged anyone for this, i'll also pass around to 'anyone who wants to answer these questions is effectively tagged' but also @lostlegendaerie, @sharpenote specifically.....

1. How many works do you have on AO3?

36! not too shabby considering i'm not super consistent about writing.

2. What's your total AO3 word count?

257,465! wow. jeez.

3. What fandoms do you write for?

Currently One Piece, historically Voltron. 

4. What are your top 5 fics by kudos?

predictably: this is almost entirely Keith/Lance.

Stormchasing: Keith/Lance handcuffed together fic i tried to pace like an actual episode! posting early in the fandom’s lifecycle gave it staying power, lol.

The Hustle: Keith/Lance espionage/heist-ish fic i cowrote with a friend. Really fun premise, and it was fun to co-write something!

Good Grief: Keith/Lance 5+1. i don’t remember anything about this.

Tallies: Keith/Lance 5+1. look… i wrote a lot of these.

Interstate 80: It’s not Klance! Jean/Marco, roadtrip modern day AU. i wrote this as a teenager, and i do not think this holds up whatsoever, but i made a lot of close friends through this fic and i'm fond of it solely due to that, haha.

5. Do you respond to comments? Why or why not?

i try! i have like, a half-life where if a fic is more than a year old i probably won’t respond because i’ve probably forgotten anything interesting to say. 

6. What's the fic you wrote with the angstiest ending?

Haha i wrote a hunger games AU for Attack on Titan? i don’t know what possessed me to take Jean Kirstein out of one horribly depressing canon and into another horribly depressing canon. 

Outside of that, i tend to stick to relatively happy or neutral endings. Most recently, Time Turned Fragile probably has the angstiest ending but i’d classify it as bittersweet really, even though Sanji like. dies? look. don’t worry about it

7. What's the fic you wrote with the happiest ending?

Uhhh??? this is harder to answer … Inaba’s Self-Appointed Cat Adoption Agency is a fic that is probably the fluffiest thing i’ve ever written and as such has the most feel-good fluffy ending as a result.

8. Do you get hate on fics?

not really! i’ve gotten a-bit-too-bold concrit in bookmark notes, but i wouldn’t really consider that hate.

9. Do you write smut? If so, what kind?

Nah lol. (gestures to weaknesses answer) it is not my forte, and i’m not super interested. 

10. Do you write crossovers? What's the craziest one you've written?

not typically! I did write Turnabout Heart, which is a brief Persona 5 / Ace Attorney crossover, because I thought Sae being friends with Mia would be neat.

11. Have you ever had a fic stolen?

ah, i found someone reposting my fic to wattpad once (username still attached). i just gently told them it was in bad form lol, it was wattpad in 2017 or so so I’m sure it was just some kid haha. they apologized and deleted it and their other stolen stuff so it’s all good.

12. Have you ever had a fic translated?

Nope! Someone offered once, but never got back around to me. 

13. Have you ever co-written a fic before?

Yes! The Hustle from above, and for better or for worst which was a fun last hurrah for Keith/Lance.

14. What's your all-time favourite ship?

It’s really funny because i’ve never written for any of my all time ships lol. Ike/Soren is maybe my ship of all time. Keith/Lance i’m still stupidly fond of despite myself. i never even finished Voltron.

15. What's a WIP you want to finish, but doubt you ever will?

this has historically been time loop fics, but I wrote two this year!!!!! Congrats to me!!

Currently i’ve been working on a Robin-centric Robin and Sanji roleswap fic, and while i have a good grasp on the emotional/plot arcs involved it is not easy to write Robin POV lol. i can only write characters who are more emotionally stupid than me. i keep chugging away at it though.

for one I know I'll never finish: I have a brief outline/scenes written for a Professor Sada/Robot Professor Sada (haha. lol. sorry.) fic that would be titled Stochastic Parent as a play on the machine learning term 'stochastic parrot', i.e. the principle that AI does not truly understand language, merely parrots it back to the user. i could not figure out how to write this without being on the nose.

16. What are your writing strengths?

Bizarrely i really like writing action scenes hahahaahaha. It’s one of the few scenes in fic i really fully visualize, so translating that is fun. emotions in a fight are fun too, i like writing fear. 

17. What are your writing weaknesses?

The main one: romance! More specifically though, physical intimacy. hilarious to write mostly romance fic and be bad at it. i’ve been actively avoiding writing kissing scenes for the last 10 fic or so. at this point i’m trying to see how long i can go without one.

18. Thoughts on writing dialogue in another language for a fic?

Think it’s incredibly neat to see but i don't think i'll ever do it. i feel like i need to return my linguist card for this answer....

19. First fandom you wrote for?

some different answers here: Fire Emblem (never finished or posted online), Harvest Moon (posted on deviantArt and deleted when i scorched my warrior cats username from the face of the earth), and Attack on Titan (first fic on ao3)

20. Favourite fic you've ever written?

All time it’s Dead Horizon. i got to write a lot of fun environmental storytelling and horror in that one, and I liked the emotional arc overall. i really like environments/settings in terms of storytelling, and i don’t get the chance to write much of that since i stick with shorter one shots typically. Still very, very fond of it. 

Recent stuff it’s Same As It Ever Was. i’ve wanted to do a Once in a Lifetime themed timeloop for ages but I kept dropping the concept, until now! Finally I wrote a scene based off the ‘not my beautiful house, not my beautiful wife’ lyric! dream come true.

[mrkis]

the way life is goes is INSANELY GOOD. like i will never shut up about how amazing u r and how u write 😐😐

like where was my warning for this I SWEAR twlg is a life commitment 🤞 ur in a never coming out coz it’s addictive

i literally went on a 10hr interstate road trip today and the ENTIRE TIME i was reading it … and all the behind the writing stuff … it’s crazy.

ur so so sexy for finishing it and i’m so proud of u !!!

ngl...... seeing people still praise twlg after everything is so. touching. truly. every time someone talks abt it to me i'm just like bawling my eyeballs out with a goofy grin. like it's so insane and i genuinely can't thank anyone enough for the support and the love its getting.... wow. i just started my period dude i will fucking crying rn just thinking abt it.

10hr roadtrip.... dude. first off, that's insane. i could never. i bet it was fun tho :,) but the fact that you were reading it??? and the behind the writings???? think i'm in love :/

[groovesnjams]

"summer after senior year" by Sarah Kang ft. Michael Carreon

DV:

As half of a web site that has a complicated relationship with nostalgia, and also as someone fully into middle age at this point, I'm fascinated by how my relationship to the idea of freedom has changed as I've gotten older. Was there a time in my life when the summer after senior year of high school felt like the most free I'd ever been? I don't actually think so - but there was a time when I thought that about having been in college itself, and then a time when I felt it about the year I was waiting tables and cooking and getting high, and then a time when I felt it about having lived around the corner from a music venue and spending nights filling garbage bags with four loko cans, and then and then. Maybe someday that wheel will stop turning! But I listen to Sarah Kang sing, "But we'll never be as free/ As the summer after senior year" and this feels like a particularly aged reaction but I want to say, "Just give it a couple years." You were always freer than you thought, and freedom works on a sliding scale, and maybe it's better to not romanticize a time when you didn't have money or needed to get your kicks by driving a little too fast. There are better things, freer things, just around the corner. It does sound catchy as hell though, which is a credit to Kang. For a moment there I was back listening to Radiohead on a cassette tape adapter plugged into a walkman, driving around the south side of Chicago trying to find something to do, and then I remembered that unloading trucks at a toy store for minimum wage really fucking sucked.

MG:

Wow, this song is awful! Setting aside any memories I might share as a counterpoint to "Summer After Senior Year" what, I ask you Sarah Kang and Michael Carreon, what the fuck is up with all the references to money and banking? This song opens with the line "never thought about taxes" and also works in $5, 401ks, and the, I believe false, admission that the writer "never stepped foot inside of a bank." This song is as much about these ideas as it is about how free it is to drive down the interstate with the wind in your hair and the radio turned up loud. And I find that on the bad side of weird, way too weird to be catchy. Anyway, I turned 25 in 2010, so I am almost a decade older than the song's narrator, but we're both in our 30s at this point. I had, in fact, set foot in a bank before graduating high school! I got my first job in the summer between my junior and senior year and, you won't believe this, I needed a bank account to cash my paychecks (if I didn't want to pay a vig to the payday loan store, but you better believe there were weeks where I did that, too!) I thought about taxes a lot because if I had precisely $10.21 and a tube of lipstick cost $8.49, would I have enough to pay the tax on that tube of lipstick (or would I steal it?) I agree that $5 was about the cost of a school lunch, but my parents paid for that and when they didn't, the school district gave me a peanut butter sandwich for free. I will concede that I did not know anything about a 401k -- embarrassingly, but honestly, I still don't know anything about a 401k.

I think these song lyrics were AI generated. They are almost like real song lyrics, almost.

[shannara810]

Nemo to the cop by the window: I can drive sir.

Cop: that's not the point son.

Luke the third: this was a bad idea.

Cop: alright get out of the car, I'm taking you in, and than calling your parents.

Luke the third and Nemo look at each other. And than nod at the same time.

Luke the third: Remember forward not reverse.

Meanwhile:

Dean: SAMNY

Sam: What?

Dean: Those brats are in a high speed chase with baby!

Sam: I think we got bigger problems

The bunker shaking as if an earthquake. Coming out of a poral is Percy and Luke. Look looking calm. While Percy is angry and holding a trident.

Dean: "Who the fuck are you?!"

Percy: "My name is Percy Jackson. You have my kids. Give them back or prepare to die 😠."

Sam: "A... Adam? 😧"

Luke: "Uncle Sam, Uncle Dean, nice to see you 😁We would love to stay for a chat, but we must recover our boys first. You haven’t seen them, have you?"

Sam: "Your... sons?"

Luke: "Yep! Luke’s about this tall, dark-haired and looks quite a lot like my Perce here. He is a darling 😁. So sweet and polite! Our Nemo is my spitting image, instead. So have you seen them?"

Sam: "You have named your son after yourself 🤨?"

Dean: "Those two brats have stolen Baby!!!"

Percy: "Don't call my kids brats, you douche! WHERE ARE THEY?!"

Sam: "Chased by the Police on Interstate 17."

Luke: "Wow 🥹 So young and already on the run by the Police. I'm so proud!"

Percy: "Now it's not the time, Luke!"

Suddenly the whole bunker is shaken by another earthquake. A sharp whistle makes the two Winchesters bend in pain, while Luke shields Percy with his wings. A blinding light takes over the room.

Luke: "Uh ho."

Michael: "What did you do?"

Luke: "Father, daddy, I'm so happy to see you! 😁"

[evansblues]

No, we agree to our karma before we incarnate. Just think of it like college, sometimes you take a heavy semester; sometimes you take an easy one. It’s just what you want to learn and work through.

Wow that's so intersting. I also suffered and almost went through depression, with constant up and down moments (but mostly down moments) until I got spiritually awakened and everything positively changed in me. However I still have "no" days and sometimes it's like I'm the same forgetting I'm a Soul first of all, minus dark periods, but I feel more light than before and I also felt suddenly called to buy my first tarot deck, is it part of being spiritually awakened ?

Yes, it is. When you spiritually awaken you become very invested in your own growth and journey.

[boobachu]

Remember: Trump won 2016 cuz Interstate crosscheck threw out millions of votes in jey states.

Also in my experience it's only maga going"sore losers" and"wow just like 2020" but I guess I'm only here and the twitters.

I don't know who needs to hear this but anyone saying "Just stop- You sound like Trump voters after he lost in 2020" in regards to those considering asking for a recount are either psyops or woefully ignorant of the situation.

You don't sound like a sore loser for taking note of the well documented cases of burned ballot boxes in at least three states, and multiple bomb threats to polling places in heavily democrat-populated areas in swing states, which shut them down for hours on election day.

Or taking note of other alleged voting interferences such as mail-in ballot tampering, or the case where a mail carrier has been arrested for stealing and forging mail-in ballots in Colorado.

Or for taking note of the fact that Trump constantly told us he "had a secret plan" to win the election on election day.

Or the fact that conservatives (and Trump) have a long history of cheating, and the fact that there's literally evidence that they meddled in at least the last two elections.

And no, I won't be linking sources, because I want you to look this up yourself instead of just taking my word for it.

My point is that it's reasonable to be suspicious and want to double check, especially given all that I listed above.

The reason we called Trump voters sore losers wasn't because they asked for a recount- they had every right to do so, just as we do now.

They were called sore losers because not only had there been no evidence of tampering or fraud (unlike this election), they didn't stop at asking for a recount- they got violent and started not only multiple riots, but also an attempted fucking coup where they stormed the capitol and chanted that they were going to hang Mike Pence because he refused to overturn the election.

Ask for the damn recounts if you want them. Every party has the right to ask for a recount.

Is there a good chance it changes nothing? Of course!

The worst that might happen when asking for a recount is just finding out that the count was accurate and needing to accept that and move forward.

But that still doesn't make it stupid for someone to ask for one given the fact we saw in real time several reports of election tampering. Besides, even if it doesn't change the outcome of the presidential election there's still a chance it might influence the outcome of the local elections, which are also very important!

This obsession with the left needing to appear constantly stoic and poised and unbothered, to the point of being too embarrassed to stand up for ourselves or even ask questions in fear of "looking as bad as them" is going to be the death of all of us.

[aparticularbandit]

List 5 things that make you happy, then put this in the askbox for the last 10 people who liked or reblogged something from you! :D

(Ha! You got tagged back! Though since you already did it, you probably don't have to do it again. :P)

Oh, see, one of the things that makes YOU happy is seeing your notes go up.

SO.

Here are the original five; I will be doing a different five here.

...you are getting a lot of God stuff. That's just current focus. I'm not sorry, but like. -gestures-

Worship! WITH THE ADDENDUM THAT I know worship can be a multitude of things but here I'm specifically talking about music and the act of worshipping with music. Whether that's in a congregation or alone, even if it's super emotional, this goes on the list. (Of note, not all singing alone or in congregation for me ends up being worship. For a lot of complicated reasons. Etc.)

LONG DRIVES I LOVE DRIVING I LOVE ROAD TRIPS. It is such a good way of just chilling and relaxing and listening to music and brainstorming and just. I love driving. I love road trips. I love when you get to those long stretches of interstate where it's just your car and the semis and a few other cars and you say hi to the semis as you pass them and you and one of the other cars are going around the same speed so they're just your pal for a while. I love looking at the world and just Wow God this is SO cool! Like just. ROAD TRIPS.

Stories. I love stories. So many stories - of real things and things that don't seem real but still are, in some way - aren't about happy things, but still. I love stories.

OH. So like! I read a chapter of Psalms and a chapter of Proverbs when I wake up (usually) and like - I guess this half ties onto the first one here - but like. When I read Scripture and OH THIS IS A LYRIC OF A SONG and then I'm just. humming the song. This happens a lot with these two, and it's been really nice seeing how many songs are just lifting lyrics directly from Scripture that I didn't realize were doing that.

I fought between two for this last one because like getting to do things with friends! (Like going to see Wicked later I'M SO EXCITED) but. I'd rather. Doing something in a big group. And not like a big group of friends necessarily but a big group of people with the same focus. Worship can be like this. But concerts and movies (like Endgame) with a huge crowd and going to con - there's kind of an anonymity to it but it's also the feeling the oneness of everyone who are there. I don't have to be me because I'm also everyone else who is here because we're all here together for this one thing. I LOVE that feeling. (This is why Thanksgiving/the Black Friday sales were actually my favorite work days at Walmart. Because we were all focused on this one thing with each of us having our different roles for this one thing and the UNITY of it all just made me very happy. ...also they fed us a Thanksgiving meal, so there's that. NOT THE POINT.)