#maybe thats just a quirk of mine

[servospawn]

calling out all the 30+ yr old simmers..

no shade to the teens and early twenties bloggers but it’s hard finding people within my age group that are active and continue to contribute here in the community. 

also idk if anyone else experiences this but sometimes it can be difficult relating to the younger population due to generational differences, pop culture, etc. 

please reblog or comment if you fall into the 30+ age simblr category.

[reanimated-owl-moved]

i would rp but i dont have an rp blog nsbsghfxf

((Aw, I’m sorry :(

[faithst]

WHEN THEIR S/O WEAR ANOTHER MEMBER’S CLOTHES

pairing zb1 x gn!reader

genre fluff, comedy, some jealousy

notes hiii thank u for liking my works 💕 i hope you enjoy this one !! just an update because i’m busy the next few weeks ❤️

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— zhang hao

guess who’s sweater you’re wearing ?

thats right, hanbin’s sweater !

when hao sees you in the piece of clothing, he thinks nothing of it

cuz he wears it alot too

and he didn’t notice it wasn’t his sweater

like ‘hey, that’s a cool sweater!’

but then he realises that you’re wearing hanbin’s clothes

‘wait a minute… i’ve seen that before..’

has a moment of confusion; whether to be jealous of hanbin or jealous of you 😦

in the end he just doesn’t care that much

makes you both take turns wearing said sweater

“it’s my turn to wear that!”

— sung hanbin

maybe a bit annoyed but he doesn’t show it

he sees you w matthew’s hoodie on and stops in his tracks

‘huh, that’s not mine..’ ‘why does it look familiar though?’

and then he realises

immediately rushes to you and offers another hoodie, his hoodie 🤝

“why though? this hoodie is comfortable.” “it’s not mine, love.”

your mouth forms an o

you immediately take it off and wear his

hanbin is happy now 👍

he might be just a teeny more strict on matthew after the incident tho

“you look better in my hoodie.”

— seok matthew

he’s a bit annoyed

not at you tho <3

“hey babe!” he beams, stopping in his tracks upon seeing you

“why are you wearing gunwook’s shirt?” he furrowed his eyebrows

“i just picked the one that was nearest to me.” you explained

matthew sighed in response “this kid..”

“gunwook, stop placing your clothes everywhere!” he scolds, filling the house with his voice 😤

he then goes to get his own shirt and comes back handing it to you

“wear this, my shirts are better.”

— shen ricky

immediately notices

cuz he takes note of everything you take from him and everything he buys for you 💰

“that’s a comfortable hoodie.” he comments

your quirk an eyebrow before speaking up “yeah, it’s yours.”

ricky pouts, slightly shaking his head

“wait, this isn’t yours? why was it in your closet then?” you ask, pulling over the hoodie over your head

“i forgot to return this to jiwoong.” he responded with a sheepish smile

“it was comfortable though..”

ricky immediately brings out his phone to buy you the same exact hoodie

“which colour do you want?”

— park gunwook

jealous 💯

you were out with gunwook and gyuvin

and it was really chilly outside

as any cliché moment goes, gunwook wanted to wrap his jacket around you

but the thing was, he didn’t have a jacket at the moment

so gyuvin offered his as you weren’t wearing as many layers

gunwook knew it was the only thing they could do at the moment but he couldn’t help but feel bummed

tries to hide his obvious pout

“oh, are you still cold? here, take my sweater.”

literally takes off his sweater and suffers in the cold just so he didn’t have to see gyuvin’s jacket around you anymore

“it’s not cold at all!” he manages to mutter out with trembling lips

— kim taerae

i don’t think he minds

actually, i don’t think he knows

like, he sees you in a new jacket and is like “that’s a nice jacket!”

proceeds to ask where you got it from bcuz he wants one too

“what do you mean this is mine? i don’t own anything like this..”

and then gunwook comes in, asking if both of you had seen his jacket 😦

and then he sees you wearing HIS jacket “that’s oddly similar to my missing jacket..”

taerae looks to you and then back to gunwook, confused

finally puts the pieces together “wait, are you wearing wook’s jacket?”

after explaining why you were wearing it in the first place

taerae offers you his jacket

“do you wanna match jackets?”

— kim gyuvin

he’s acting like it doesn’t bother him but it actually does

you search around his wardrobe to find smth comfortable to wear

and also to surprise him cuz he absolutely LOVES it when you wear his clothes 🤭

little did you know that he had taerae’s hoodie in there too

gyuvin comes in and catches you red-handed

“oh my god, hey! i wasn’t stealing your clothes!”

he just silently stares at you “why are you wearing taerae’s hoodie..?”

you grab a part of the hoodie with a confused look “taerae..? i thought it was yours.. it’s comfy though.”

gyuvin’s eyes widen “wait, i have better hoodies.”

frantically starts throwing out all his hoodies from his closet onto the bed

forces you to change into his hoodie while repeating that he isn’t jealous

“the hoodie is bright yellow.. why would you ever think that it’s mine..”

— kim jiwoong

honestly, i don’t think he minds at all

aslong as you’re comfy ykyk 👍

so that’s how you have ricky���s sweater over you while being in jiwoong’s arms

ricky came to receive his sweater back as jiwoong supposedly wanted to ‘borrow’ it

and then ricky finds you wearing it and is genuinely concerned like ‘jiwoong allowed this?’

jiwoong immediately starts rambling how you looked very nice in the sweater

used his oldest card 😭

and convinced ricky into just giving it to you

“ricky, you can just buy another!”

— han yujin

for some reason he has so many clothes

and all those clothes are not his but the other member’s

so even if you did wear another member’s clothing, he simply wouldn’t care cause technically it’s HIS clothing now

hao barges into yujin’s room where you both were playing games 💥

“yujin, have you done your homework yet?” he asks, looking at the shirt you were wearing

hao knits his eyebrows together “isn’t that my shirt?”

although yujin tried to lie about ever stealing it, hao already knew his record of taking the member’s clothes

“i was looking for this everywhere! since when did you take this?” he crossed his arms, about to scold yujin again

“like.. 5 months ago..?”

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[planetpedri]

Strawberries — Marc Guiu.

Pairing: Marc Guiu x Fem!Reader

Summary: As a strawberry enthusiast, you never share them with anyone, not even your best friends. So when you, without hesitation, hand Marc one the second he asks, your best friend cannot help but point it out.

Disclaimer/s: This is high school based!

A/N: I Love You Marc Guiu. You Will Be Mine…….. part two !

Sitting down at the lunch table in between your friend, Alana, you pull out your lunch box. Today had been exhausting to say the least and you were just glad to have the thirty minute break to munch on your favorite snack, strawberries.

Alana glances at you, an amused look on her face as she reached over to snag one of the fresh berries. Your reflexes kick in immediately, hand jolting to swat the tan girls hand far away from them.

Wincing, Alana draws back, “hello!?”

Laughter escaped Lamine’s muth at the typical interaction, only dying down once Marc and Héctor finally make their appearance.

You force a conversation change, bringing up how annoying your maths teacher is. As the topics moves along and you finally come to realize he, Marc, was sitting right alongside you, his thigh grazing yours. Your face flushes slightly as you clear your throat, trying to engross yourself with the conversation at hand.

All too aware of his effect on you, Marc leans into your side. “Can I have one?” He asks, a smile on his face as he does so.

Consumed in your ever growing heart rate, you nod, grabbing not one, but two of the red berries and setting them down in front of the boy.

Thats when the table goes silent. Everyone’s eyes flicker between you and Marc, all eyebrows quirked. “Did anyone else just…” Héctor speaks slowly, his index finger motioning between you two.

Your face burns a bright red as you glance at Marc, watching him bite into the strawberry with a smirk. He was enjoying this.

“Oh, so this is insane.” Alana huffs, “just because he’s a little pretty he gets one but not your best friend?”

“A little?” Marc furrows his eyebrows, but is ignored.

You stumble over your words, trying to figure out how to save yourself from this awkward moment. “Uhm—I was just distracted, I didn’t realize–“

Alana tsk’s, “So what? Do I need to get you to fall in love with me too, to get a berry out of you?—Ouch!?”

Kicking the girl under the table twice, you groan. “Alana!” You snap, eyes wide and jaw agape as she��d literally just outed you.

Once again, the table goes silent. A mixture of amusement and tension flooding the air between the five friends.

Héctor is finding it all amusing, Alana is spewing apologies, Lamine is giggling like a school girl, and Marc… Marc is grinning like an idiot.

Your heart is beating irregularly as you avoid Marc’s amused gaze. “I am so not in love with you, do not get any ideas.” You quickly add, beginning to pack up your stupid.. stupid.. strawberries.

A calloused hand covers yours, stopping you from cupping the cover on. Your breath hitches as your eyes fly in Marc’s direction.

“Chillax.” He smiles, a small laugh escaping his perfect lips. “Just eat your strawberries.”

Maybe you could also put a memory forgetting spell on the whole table while you’re at it.

Sucking in a breath of air, you nod. “Right. Totally.”

“Soo..” Alana starts, immediately being shut up by Lamine, who sends her a warning look. “Oh, fuck you.”

“You’re the one who can’t keep her mouth shut!”

While those two begin a rant of insults toward each other, Marc leans in close to your ear, “we’ll talk later.. when we’re alone?”

Your lips form a thin line, “or not..?”

“I’ll meet you in the library during study hall.” He laughs, patting your knee affectionately. And it stays there, for the rest of lunch, both of you smiling like idiots.

DT(s): @halfwayhearted ^_^

[ferigrieving]

born a weapon.

⊹ ࣪ i know there’s better brothers / but you’re the only one thats mine.

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⤷ masterlist ; requests open ; iii. lost and found part one ; v. coming soon ; 3.6k words

the memory of what happened kept replaying in touya’s head. it was like a broken record, stuck on the same scene over and over again. he could see it all unfold in front of him as vividly as when he’d actually lived it. 

but for now, he tried to push down the memories. he forced himself to stay in the present, to focus on what was happening right now instead.

and right now, touya had never been more away of how shitty their lives were until now.

the building was old. peeling paint, exposed pipes, and missing tiles on the floor. you had found an abandoned library to take shelter in months ago, and you and touya had spent any free time you had fixing the place to be more… livable. or as livable as possible it was in a place like this.

it wasn’t great by any means, but it was away from the hustle bustle of the city life, and that was all you could ask for. 

here were two sleeping bags laid beside a ratty futon in the corner, with blankets and pillows to keep them warm. you had even decorated a little, hanging up small trinkets and a few pictures of you and touya from happier days.

the place was still far from homey, but it was better than the streets. and it was better than that cold house that the todorokis grew up in

it wasn’t the place itself that made the library feel like home. it was your quiet presence that made a house a home. it was the way you never made a sound when you moved around, the way your lips would quirk slightly when touya did something you found amusing, the way you seemed to understand him better than anyone else.

touya wrapped his arms around your waist, pulling you closer to him. you were warm, and he found himself craving the heat.

“i miss having a bed,” touya mumbled, wrapping his arms around your waist, pulling you close against him. he didn’t mind the cold cement floor, for it was better than sleeping on the streets, but he longed for the comfort of a real bed. his bed. 

the sleeping bags belonged to you and touya, stolen from some unassuming campers on your trip to find food. the futon, on the other hand, was reserved for shouto. it had pillows, a blanket, and two stuffed toys, yet shouto often slept beside you or touya in the comfort of your sleeping bags.

but, for the moment, he was sound asleep, arms wrapped around a black cougar with a large, purple ribbon on it.

touya buried his face in your chest, letting his eyes flutter shut. the sound of your heartbeat was gentle, it filled his head with memories of easier times. and he was safe, for just a moment, from the cruel world that had forsaken him.

a smile tugged at your lips as you heard touya's quiet complaint. it was always the same thing with him, wasn't it? he would find something new to complain about every day. “yeah,” you hummed in agreement. “a bed would be nice.”

you gently threaded your fingers through his hair, raking through his shaggy locks. “maybe one day,” he mused, “we can buy a house.”

in response, you felt touya nuzzle against your chest, like a cat seeking attention. the gesture was almost childlike, and it brought a wave of fondness over you. he hadn’t changed in the years you knew him, still clingy and childish as ever.

touya let out a soft sigh as your fingers danced across his scalp. the feeling was soothing, and he found himself melting against you.

“yeah,” you muttered, “i'd like that.”

he closed his eyes, taking in the sound of your slow, steady heartbeat. it was a comforting lullaby, and it made him want to stay like that forever. 

a brief moment of silence passed between the two of you. he could feel your heart rate begin to quicken, and he frowned. something was bothering you. 

he lifted his head to look up at you, his expression quizzical. “what's wrong?” he asked, his voice soft. he tilted his head to the side, studying your face for any signs of distress. “you're thinking too loud.”

you shook your head, nudging him off you. “no ‘m not.”

touya raised an eyebrow at your response. he knew you weren’t telling the truth. he could tell just from the look in your eyes. 

he leaned in closer, until his face was inches away from yours. his breath ghosted over your skin, and he could see the way your eyes flickered down to his lips for a brief moment.

“don’t lie to me,” he murmured. “i know you too well.”

“its about shouto.” you mumble, eyes darting over to the boy in question, and touya couldnt help but follow your gaze, his gaze landing on shouto. the boy was happily engaged in a fierce battle between two stuffed animals, completely oblivious to the conversation between you and his older brother. 

“what about him?” he asked, turning back to you with a frown.

“we don't have anything, touya.”

touya’s expression darkened as you voiced your concerns. he knew it was true. they had nothing. no money, no home, no future. it was only a matter of time before everything in their lives came crashing down. 

“i know,” he said, his voice quiet. “i know we don’t.”

“he cant go to school anymore, he sleeps on a ratty old futon, and eats once a day. i— i dont know what to do. i cant let him live like this.”

touya’s heart ached at your words. he knew all too well the struggles you faced daily. the endless days and nights spent scavenging for scraps, and the exhaustion that never seemed to leave their bodies. they had been surviving for so long that it seemed like it was all they knew how to do.

he let out a deep breath, running a hand through his messy hair. “i know,” he murmured. “i don’t know what to do either.”

he let out a bitter laugh, the sound hollow and cold. “all this time, i’ve been so focused on surviving that i hadn’t stopped to think about his future.”

touya looked over at shouto again, watching as the boy played with his toys. it was then that he realised just how much he had taken for granted. “he deserves a better life than this.”

he pulled you closer to his chest, wrapping his arms tightly around you. he buried his face in your shoulder, taking solace in your warmth and familiarity. 

“we can’t keep living like this,” he murmured, his voice muffled by your shirt. “we can’t keep living in abandoned libraries and eating scraps off the streets. it’s no way to live”

“i know. and that’s why i have to get a job, touya.” you sigh, staring up at the ceiling. “even if it means i get caught.”

his arms automatically tightened around you, his heart skipping a beat. the thought of you getting caught and taken away from him was enough to make his blood run cold. 

“no,” touya said firmly, lifting his head to look at you. “absolutely not. i’m not risking losing you.”

he let out a frustrated sigh, his grip on you growing even tighter. he knew you were right. they couldn't keep living like this. the constant worry of being found, and the never-ending cycle of struggle and exhaustion. 

he knew he couldn't keep you safe and protect his brother at the same time. but neither did he want to risk losing you. without you, touya wasn't sure what he would do.

“what if you get caught? what if they take you away from me?”

“then it’ll be one less mouth to feed.”

touya’s eyes widened at your words. he could feel a pang in his chest, like a knife had been plunged into his heart. his eyes darted around your face, searching for any sign that you didn’t really mean it.

he pulled back just slightly, his hands still gripping your shoulders. “don’t say that,” he said angrily. “don’t you dare say that.”

“the lawsons down the street is hiring.” you turned away him, wincing at the sharp tone in his voice. touya was always rough, but something about this time was different. “its not much but–”

“this is a suicide mission, you know.”

touya clenched his jaw tightly, his mind in turmoil. on one hand, he knew that you were right. they needed money, and the lawsons down the street was a small grocery store that could give you a job.

but the thought of you being away from him, in a place he couldn’t reach, was enough to send his heart racing. he was terrified of losing you.

“touya, you’re a walking target! fuckin– fuckin’ look at you, dude. we both know im the only one who can do this.”

that comment stung, but touya knew there was truth to your words. he was a walking target, with his messy black hair, piercing blue eyes, and the numerous burn scars that covered his body. it was a miracle he hadn't been found out already.

he was silent for a moment, his mind racing. you were the only one who could do this, and he knew it.

"just... promise me one thing."

“i’ll try, toy.’”

his heart clenched at your words. he knew you too well. you’d always put yourself on the line to keep him and his brother safe.

he let out a frustrated sigh, his eyes narrowing as he fixed you with a stern look. “don’t play the hero,” he warned. “do the job, get the money, and come back. no side quests, no unnecessary risks. understand?”

touya studied your face for a moment, trying to judge your resolve. he knew he couldn’t stop you, but that didn’t mean he wouldn’t worry.

after a few moments, he leaned forward and pressed his forehead against yours. he closed his eyes, letting out a deep breath. 

“just... come back to me. please.”

“ill always come back to you, touya.”

those words filled touya with a mix of relief and fondness. he knew that you would do anything for him, and it was both comforting and terrifying at the same time.

he wrapped his arms around you, pulling you against his chest. he buried his face in your hair, breathing in the familiar scent of you. 

"you better," he mumbled, his voice soft. he wrapped his arms around you more securely, almost to the point of hurting. "or i'll hunt you down myself."

he held you like that for a few moments, his heart racing. he could feel the steady beat of your heart against his chest, a small comfort in the chaos of their lives.

he knew that there was no going back now. you had already made up your mind, and he couldn't stop you. 

so all he could do was hope and pray that you would come back to him in one piece.

“i love you,” he mumbled, his voice muffled by your hair. “you better not forget that.”

“i love you too i just–” you frown, sitting up and rubbing your eyes. “i have to go before it gets dark, touya.”

touya tensed as you mentioned leaving. he knew this moment was coming, but that didn't make it any easier. he wrapped his arms around you tighter, unwilling to let go. 

he didn't want you to leave. the thought of not having you there with him, being able to touch and hold you anytime he wanted, was unbearable. 

still, he knew he couldn’t keep you. you were right. this was something you had to do. 

he let out a deep sigh, and reluctantly loosened his grip on you.

he lifted his head to look at you, his blue eyes filled with a mixture of worry and resignation. they were darker than usual, almost stormy as he studied your face. 

he took a few deep breaths, trying to steady the anxiety that was coursing through him. he knew he had to let you go. 

but that didn’t make it any easier. 

touya watched as you crawled over to shouto and scooped him up, giving the young boy a gentle kiss on the forehead. a lump formed in his throat. “ill be right back, shou.’” 

“where are you going?” he asked, his voice small and fearful.

shouto looked up at you curiously, his eyes wide and innocent. he had no idea what was happening, or why you were leaving.

“‘m gonna get dinner, kay?”

shouto’s expression brightened at those words, a small smile appearing on his lips. 

he was probably hungry, touya thought. it had been a while since their last meal. 

he glanced over at you, watching as you set his brother down on the ground.

“i want lots of soba,” shouto proclaimed, as if it was the only thing that was important to him.

god, you were going to die here. you were sure of it. “ill– ill try.” you whimpered, looking up to prevent yourself from crying. lots of soba.

touya's heart ached at the sound of your voice, and he could feel a lump form in his throat. he wanted nothing more than to take you in his arms and assure you that everything would be okay, but he knew better.

he couldn’t promise that. for all he knew, this might be the last time he saw you.

he clenched his jaw, fighting back the emotions that threatened to spill over.

“now i have go okay, shou?” you stood up, placing him back down on the futon. “be good to your big brother.”

shouto seemed to sense the seriousness in your voice, and the small smile on his lips faded to a look of confusion. 

he looked up at you, his small fingers reaching out to grab the fabric of your pants. “when will you be back?” he asked, his voice soft and uncertain.

“soon. i promise.”

touya stood silently, watching as you disappeared through the door, taking a piece of him with you. his heart ached, and he had to resist the urge to run after you.

he turned his attention to shouto, who was staring at the door with a confused and lonely expression. 

touya knelt down beside his brother, ruffling his hair gently. he couldn’t bring himself to speak, knowing that his voice would betray his anxiety.

he knew he had to stay strong for shouto. touya wrapped an arm around his younger brother, drawing him closer. he could feel the boy's small body tremble slightly, his eyes still fixed on the door. 

touya silently cursed himself. if he had just gotten a job sooner, or had done something to keep you safe—

he didn’t even allow himself to finish the thought. there was no point dwelling on what could have been.

he held shouto close, his mind racing with a hundred different thoughts and scenarios. he knew that he shouldn’t get his hopes up, but he couldn’t help it. 

he was so used to everything in his life going wrong. 

but this time, just this once, he hoped that things would go right. that you would come back to him safe and sound. 

he couldn’t lose you.

time ticked by in slow motion, and touya found himself obsessively checking the clock that hung on the wall. minutes, hours, it didn’t matter. every second away from you felt like a lifetime.

he tried to distract himself by playing games with shouto, but they both knew their hearts weren’t in it. the tension was thick, and the silence deafening.

every little sound made touya jump. every car that passed, every door that opened, every loud noise from outside. each one felt like a possible sign of your return.

he felt like he would vibrate out of his own skin. he had the urge to pace, to do something, anything to relieve some of the anxiety that was coursing through him.

shouto eventually fell asleep, his tiny body curled up against touya’s as he dreamed about heroes. 

touya envied his brother. sleep seemed like paradise, since he could forget about his worries in his dreams. 

but he couldn’t shut his eyes. not when you hadnt returned yet.

touya sat there for what felt like an eternity, his back pressed against the wall as he cradled shouto in his lap. his brother was fast asleep, blissfully unaware of his big brother's anxiety and fear.

it was strange. touya had always prided himself on being tough and in control of his emotions. he had been through hell and back, and yet, here he was, feeling like a broken, vulnerable mess because you weren’t home yet.

he wanted to believe that you were okay, that you were safe and on your way back to him. but his traitorous mind kept reminding him that it had been hours since you left, and there was still no sign of you.

he tried to keep it together, for shouto's sake. but he couldn’t stop himself from checking the door every few minutes, or from flinching at every small noise outside.

he tried to keep his eyes open, but his body was betrayed him. his eyelids grew heavy, and he found himself dozing off, only to jerk awake, and the cycle repeated.

but he was only human. and humans needed to sleep.

every day was the same. wake up as the sun rose, make breakfast. butter on bread, jam if you were lucky. say goodbye to shouto, say goodbye to touya. work eight hours, and work another eight hours. go home, eat stolen onigiri for dinner, and sleep. dream of a better future, and when you woke up, you did it all over again.

it was monotonous, exhausting, and soul-crushing. but you pushed on, knowing that touya and shouto depended on you.

each day was a struggle, and you found yourself growing more and more tired. your body ached, your mind was fuzzy, and you found yourself dreaming of a better life.

but life only got harder. touya continued steal whatever he could, and you continued to work long hours. 

the only time you saw each other was in the early morning and late at night. you were both exhausted, both struggling to make ends meet.

life was a endless cycle of work, sleep, and stress. you could feel your nerves frazzle, and your mind weary. you were so tired. tired of struggling to make ends meet, tired of working endless hours, and tired of seeing touya push himself as well.

nights were the hardest. even when you were at home, resting your sore body and aching mind, you couldn’t fully relax. worry gnawed at you, both for yourself and touya.

you worried about him stealing, about him getting caught and taken away from you. you worried about shouto, about how he was growing up surrounded by violence and the threat of poverty.

your heart ached as you thought about how innocent and playful he was, how he had no idea about the struggles that you and touya were facing. you wanted nothing more than to protect him from the harsh realities of life, but you knew that you couldn’t shield him forever.

amidst all the struggle, you still managed to save up a little bit of money each week. you tucked away every spare yen you could find, hoping that one day, it would be enough to get you and touya and shouto out of this situation.

you had been eyeing a small apartment in a slightly less impoverished part of town. it was small, but it was clean and safe, and it was just within your price range.

amidst all the struggle, you still managed to save up a little bit of money each week. you tucked away every spare yen you could find, hoping that one day, it would be enough to get you and touya and shouto out of this situation.

you had been eyeing a small apartment in a slightly less impoverished part of town. it was small, but it was clean and safe, and it was just within your price range.

you could picture it vividly, the small but cosy apartment, the warm beds, the running water, and the clean sheets. and most importantly, you could picture the look on touya's face when you told him that you had finally saved up enough to move.

and when the day finally came, you felt that it was better than you had dreamt. you had never seen touya cry. not like this. and you promised him that he never would have to again.

touya's reaction was everything you had hoped for and more. the moment you told him that you had finally saved up enough to move, his eyes widened, and his face flooded with an expression of disbelief and joy.

he couldn't believe it. he had worked so hard, and you had worked so hard, and it was finally paying off.

tears welled up in his eyes, and he threw his arms around you, pulling you close in a tight embrace. he buried his face in your shoulder, tears streaming down his cheeks.

in that moment, as touya held you tight, you knew that all the struggle had been worth it.

the long hours, the hard work, the endless cycle of work and sleep. it had all been worth it to see the look of relief and joy on his face.

you knew that things were still hard, that there were still obstacles to overcome, but in that moment, it was all you could ever hope for.

[heronoegg]

Can we talk about try as he might have Shigaraki was never really ever his own person? He thought and could pretend but the fact that AFO orchestrated his life from birth and created his quirk copied from Overhaul he was literally bio engineered to be his play thing? Like there are parts where he could have attempted to be himself but the grooming and damage was already done there was literally nothing he could ever do except walk the road AFO made for him and it's so sad like jesus man cmon that's cruel

And you cant even blame AFO because its not his fault he was even born, bro was born on accident to a women drinking and doing drugs. Thats probably why hes so messed up it's the alcohol she was drinking. nobody was there to teach or tell him anything as a kid growing up he only turned evil due to circumstance these things are mine they belong to me. Nobody was there to tell him that mind set is wrong, if his mom didnt have him in the river or whatever and he grew up with a actual family maybe he wouldnt be so crack head crazy just a regular amount that could be shown that certain things people shouldn't do.

And your next arguement might be, well his brother told him, he considered his brother as a thing that belong to him so his opinion does not count. I didn't read it cause I'm watching the anime with my friend but I know some spoilers but didnt like some if AFO like come back and tell Deku he loves his brother or something? I remember seeing that

[mikaya-hi]

Curvy queen (Kasuki Bakugou)

I know I shouldn't be self-conscious about my quirk, considering everyone has a different one with different qualities, but sometimes I wish I was quirkless instead of the curse I was born with. 

Okay, let me introduce myself first. Hi, I'm Y/N. I run a small bakery called 'Sweets and buns' that sometimes does events. My father is the BMI hero Fat Gum, and my mother is the healing hero Foodie. Both my parents' quirks require them to store up fat that they use to help people, their quirks combined to create mine named Absorption. How my quirk works is that my quirk doubles anything I eat and store it. It's a great quirk for my parents but I have no intention of being a hero. I just want to run my shop. My quirk causes me to gain weight really quickly and I train regularly to try and get a slim waist but it's no use. I have grown to weigh roughly 350 pounds (158 kg) which I can sometimes work down to 200 pounds (90 kg), and it has given me really bad self-esteem issues. 

I was at my dad's hero agency talking to Kirishima when he asked me if I do events, and before I realized what was going on, I was busy setting up the tables in the 1A dorms. 

"Hey Y/N need any help?" I heard the voice of my spunky red-headed friend. "O hey Kiri, congrats on graduate..." my voice fell flat at the sight of Kirishima walking closer with his friends, my stomach fell, he had beautiful friends I would never be able to compare to. "Oo Is this the pretty girl you were talking about Kiri?" A pink alien-like woman asked me as she made her way into my personal space. Feeling self-conscious I quickly made an excuse to leave but was stopped by a beautiful blond with ruby red eyes. "Hey extra, you better not think of leaving." I froze at his harsh tone. I saw his friends his friends disperse to welcome the crowd, his form stood unmoving until he uttered the words, "A pretty girl like you should stay enjoy the party." I felt heat rushing to my face as he turned to walk away. 

I did as the blond I now know as Bakugou said- thank you Kirishima- and decided to stay a bit longer. I had to admit the people here were really nice except a select few but otherwise I really did enjoy the party albeit I did feel uncomfortable among all these pretty people. They soon started the speeches, after which I decided to escape while everyone ate. I didn't quite yet wish to leave but eating now would only trigger my quirk making me pick up weight quickly. 

I found a nice-looking bench outside where I had the perfect view of the stars. "What are you doing out here?" I jumped at the sudden voice behind me. "I-I don't like eating in front of people." I stared at the ground trying not to look at him. "Thats dumb, why?" I could feel Bakugou sit down next to me. "W-well it's my quirk." "So?" I could feel tears starting to form in the corners of my eyes. "It makes me weigh 350 ponds every time I eat." He went silent for a second before I felt his fingers on my chin pulling my eyes up to look at him. "And I'm strong, so I don't see the problem." My breath hitched I could only stare at him, as he takes my hand in his and place a kiss on my knuckles. "Dance with me?" I stared at his eyes finding no sign of pity or disgust. I barely got a chance to nod before I was pulled to my feet and dragged to the dance floor. 

Once in the middle of the dance floor I was pulled square into his chest as he started to sway to the rhythm of the song. Soon more people joined us, my mind still reeling from our closeness when I felt his breath on my ear. "You might be heavy but you're not fat, maybe just a bit curvy." I smiled at his words as we danced the night away. 

[1plus3isb]

So I’ve had thoughts about an MHA/DN crossover for like ever, and the one thing that has tripped me up is a quirk for Mello. Like.

Most characters I only have a vague idea of what I think their quirk would be, but its better than nothing. My running thoughts for Mello have been

Something like Dabi, an elemental quirk that his body can’t handle. It just feels very Mello-ish to have a body thats incompatible with his quirk, and be struggling with making it work while people with quirks that he deems not as good flourish.

Quirkless. Here me out: a wammy’s situation where everyone thinks Mello will end up with some grand quirk, and thinking Near’s quirk will be meh, only for Near to get something amazing and Mello to never develop a quirk.

But while I like both of those ideas, neither have felt just right, ya’know?

But new thought enters.

Spousal unit and I joked once about an AU where Hizashi, Mello, and Yurio were all siblings. And while at work yesterday my brain was wandering and thinking of quirks for Yuri and Mello that had some sort of vocal component to them, since Hizashi has a voice quirk himself.

Yuri’s came easy: Mimicat, a quirk where he can mimic the sounds of cats, from house cats to tigers. Maybe he can also talk with cats? Idk. I still see him as ice skating in the MHA universe so a quirk that would be super useful against villains wasn’t really a concern of mine. But its cute and I love it.

But again, I was stuck at Mello. UNTIL. One of my headcanons. Mello, the chaotic bisexual. And what is a bisexual stereotype? Finger guns.

Mello, quirk Finger Guns. The user can shoot out energy from their fingers, BUT they have to not only do the finger gun hand shape and cock it to shoot, but they also have to make some sort of gun sound as they do it (ie, BANG! BOOM! Etc.)

Still don’t know how I feel about it but the imagery is hilarious ngl. Just Mello running into a fight like “put your fUCKING HANDS UP!” While wildly pointing his hands around. “I’ll fucking shoot you!” Just. Dead. Or like the possibility of him figuring out how to replicate different gun noises to see if he can shoot his energy differently.

Matt walking into their shared room to find Mello sitting at his desk trying to sound like a machine gun and Matt just. Turning around and shutting the door. “I’ll go play my switch somewhere else.”

I think I did a whole post on here or my main account about headcanons for different character quirks but I might do it again. Because like. Why the fuck not.

[borathae]

chapter 1

“Thank you good sir” i havent seen this in a serious manner in a long time, and laughed cuz it sounded like 1890s memes 😭 im sorry

pulls the door open with ease. NO WAY I PUSHED AN PULL DOOR BYE U DIDNT HAVE TO ATTACK SOME OF US LIKE THAT 😭 violence i will be meditating

ALSO IS IT TAE OR JIN AAH HOLD ON JOON IS TALL TOO maybe kook??

“I’ve been a student here for quite some time actually” this sits at the same table as "how long have you been 17? a while"

oh it was jooniebug WHY IS OUR PRESIDENT A DICK 😭😭

“At least I don’t look like a stoner from the seventies” JIN STOP, HOBI U LOOK AMAZING

funky what is funky why is funky when is funky where is funky how is funky who is funky

what is she studying to have history and human anatomy together?/srs. ooh literature with different stuff for minor

boi i havent heard the word coolio in a decade, the last time probably while reading ff in 2014

oh my god its the bad boy. is it yoongi? YES I WAS RIGHT

4 HOUR LECTURE ON ONE TOPIC?? BOI I WOULD HAVE DIED AND RESURRECTED IN THAT TIME. i have 2 hour lectures with 5 minute after an hour and its amazing

"No reason really”, *plays why u always lying meme

Hoseok agrees with a quirk of his perfectly styled eyebrow. YES HIS EYEBORWS ARE HOT AS FUCK

ofc kook is a sports major

rest of the Alpha dirt”, damn hoseok really got beef with them

status from royal blood? eww hoseok is slay for that *me acting like i wasnt being a thot while reading yoongi, tae, kook drabbles/oneshots

FUCK SOCIETY

“Dear lord, give me strength”, jin and joon with bangtan

JIMIN WTF U WERE SUPPOSED TO BE LIL FLUFF BEAN *bitch stop u knew how they were in the beninging(yes i misspelled for the meme) YES KICKING IN THE SHIN SUPREMACY

what is a hacky sack? i found out its a game? but what is he exactly studying lol?

also its the way she is making friends and talking to people LIKE SHE SPOKE WORDS YALL could never be me, sure i would have asked someone to help me to my classes but i wouldnt be talking after that, would have said im busy even though im not

if you would excuse me, but you’re quite weird, BYE IM LEAVING THE EARTH THIS IS THE 2ND TIME IM EMBARRASSED you can find me in 134340 business days, where i will be rotting under my blankie bye

“Perfect, now that everyone is welcomed accordingly. an example of when theater theaters in the most theater form

It leaves you wondering what he meant with that. u know what he meant by that, this is where you do the whole twilight thing

“I feel I just witnessed a man high on three different drugs theatre kids in a nutshell (apparently people on tumblr are either gay, english major or a theatre kid, and i sent the meme to my friends, guess what they said................... "looks like you fit all three category" our schools dont have it, but im apparently a theatre kid to them 😭)

WHY DOES THIS MAN WANT TO KILL ME SHUT UP I HATE YOU GO AWAY *gets closer again

How is he walking that quietly you walk with your entire feet, part by part, like in those "special" shoes ads, that helps in reducing sound. slow yet quick

“well, that is indeed a predicament.” oof so elegant, classy, AND RUDE (there 2seok, happy?)

your voice actually comes out squeaky. girl mine would have came quiet yet squeaky way before 😭

BABY CONNECT THE DOTS HOW DID THEY GET THAT FAST QUIETLY??

let’s get the 1860 one.” IS SHE THAT SPECIAL?? WHATS GOING ON AAAH

Seokjin actually answers him with a quiet “yeah!” OFC HE WOULD DO THAT

THEY GOT DEAD BODIES IN THE FREEZER

If you died here tonight EXACTLY U GONNA DIE BYE GIRL, YOU WILL (NOT) BE MISSED jk jk lol

ig kook is scared of girls *eww that was cringe bye Maybe he just needed to take a really urgent shit OH MY GOD PLS😭😭 this is going to stay in my mind forever, everytime i see him running im gonna think of this no doubt

“exactly, that is the reason. He is really shy.” aww such a shy lil bean OK BUT IK THATS NOT THE REASON *inserts suspicious hobi eyes

you must have the crispiest oxygen sounds like an indian water ad, that said "more of oxygen " Arrey yaar h2o water has not turned into h2o2 toxic hydrogen peroxide 😭

i love ur descriptions, they are very picturable and i love the vibes. it is soo good, i could smell the place? the seats, library, just the university smell, restaurant. it was great. i dont think my words do any justice lol

NO WAY I PUSHED AN PULL DOOR BYE U DIDNT HAVE TO ATTACK SOME OF US LIKE THAT 😭 violence i will be meditating

I think this is like a universal human experience to push a few pull doors lmaooa

ALSO IS IT TAE OR JIN AAH HOLD ON JOON IS TALL TOO maybe kook??

questions over question mhmhmmhm

oh it was jooniebug WHY IS OUR PRESIDENT A DICK 😭😭

QUESTIONS OVER QUESTIONS INDEED

what is she studying to have history and human anatomy together?/srs. ooh literature with different stuff for minor

honestly? i gotta be honest with you, don't think too deeply about the logistics of her studies. i chose her courses for the sake of plot and nothing else LMAOAO

boi i havent heard the word coolio in a decade, the last time probably while reading ff in 2014

coolio still slaps like 10/10 word (also you see how I made them using "outdated" words wink wink almost as if they were from a different time wink wink)

oh my god its the bad boy. is it yoongi? YES I WAS RIGHT

BADBOY YOONGI AWOO

Hoseok agrees with a quirk of his perfectly styled eyebrow. YES HIS EYEBORWS ARE HOT AS FUCK

THEY ARE THANK YOU FOR SAYING THAT

ofc kook is a sports major

djjfja thinking back, it makes no sense for him to also study JFJDAFJ (you'll understand it later fasdjfj)

JIMIN WTF U WERE SUPPOSED TO BE LIL FLUFF BEAN *bitch stop u knew how they were in the beninging(yes i misspelled for the meme) YES KICKING IN THE SHIN SUPREMACY

HAHHHAHAH he may have tricked you fadjfjas

what is a hacky sack? i found out its a game? but what is he exactly studying lol?

yes it's a game fakdsfka in theory he studies dance PLEASE don't think too much about the logistic I literally just went with vibes

also its the way she is making friends and talking to people LIKE SHE SPOKE WORDS YALL could never be me, sure i would have asked someone to help me to my classes but i wouldnt be talking after that, would have said im busy even though im not

i get both sides like i would want to make friends but would be too scared that they would hate me FADJFJ if people like 2seok talked to me though? helloooooo :)

if you would excuse me, but you’re quite weird, BYE IM LEAVING THE EARTH THIS IS THE 2ND TIME IM EMBARRASSED you can find me in 134340 business days, where i will be rotting under my blankie bye

hahahahhaha this part is actually so embarassing bHAHAHHAHAHAH

“I feel I just witnessed a man high on three different drugs theatre kids in a nutshell (apparently people on tumblr are either gay, english major or a theatre kid, and i sent the meme to my friends, guess what they said................... "looks like you fit all three category" our schools dont have it, but im apparently a theatre kid to them 😭)

i don't get the hate on theater kids, all I see is people who don't fit into the "societal norm" and are therefore labelled as weird losers. we don't have stuff like "theater kid" or "sports kid" in Austria either becuse school is solely there to study not to offer clubs but I still never understood the weird hatered some clubs get in America jfdjfa

THEY GOT DEAD BODIES IN THE FREEZER

👀👀👀👀

ig kook is scared of girls *eww that was cringe bye Maybe he just needed to take a really urgent shit OH MY GOD PLS😭😭 this is going to stay in my mind forever, everytime i see him running im gonna think of this no doubt

as for now it seems like he is ooooh 👀

“exactly, that is the reason. He is really shy.” aww such a shy lil bean OK BUT IK THATS NOT THE REASON *inserts suspicious hobi eyes

SUSPICIOUS INDEED MHHHHM

i love ur descriptions, they are very picturable and i love the vibes. it is soo good, i could smell the place? the seats, library, just the university smell, restaurant. it was great. i dont think my words do any justice lol

OMGG THANK YOU!! gosh this is actually such a big compliment :( I'm so happy to know that I managed to really make you exprience the place gaaah thank you for this review heheh 💜💜

[acreaturecalledgreed]

Something something Silco in the world of One Piece, what devilfruit powers would he have? Sorry if the terminology is wrong idk anything about OP lol

ive unsurprisingly put a lot of thought into this bc i will cross the beams at any chance i get i totally have not been making a one piece crossover au version of silco and gang do Not look at me

(for quick context; df=cool ability But also means the ocean Literally Hates You, you cannot swim in ocean water, you Will sink like a bag of rocks, and even sea water touching you can drain the absolute fuck out of your energy and make you feel like shit. luffy spends an alarming amount of time in canon in sea water but thats bc hes a dipshit and just trusts his friends to fish him out)

anyway silco wouldnt have a df power i think hed be personally repulsed at the idea of making himself actively More In Danger in regards to water than your standard "will drown" weakness

which is a hell of a quirk for him to have since i decided hes half fishman (some kinda shark maybe ill say nurse shark this time bc theyre cute and they make me happy, or frill shark bc they are also cute and make me happy) and he actually Does have gills that Would allow him to breath underwater were they not 100% completely fucked via toxic smog in the mines he worked in as a kid

piltover/zaun works bizarrely well in the op verse with just a bit of tweaking and shoving things around and a fun little pile of world building

anyway hes taken up piracy in a bid to amass enough power/money to seize zaun from piltover and like in canon hes doing this with good intentions and bad, bad methods

jinx is there and Wants to find a df, Any df, to eat bc shes fixated on the idea that df=rly cool and more importantly to her df= potentially more "useful" despite that fact that shes already a horrifically powerful marksman, explosives and big guns specialist

sil desperately do Not want her to eat one bc shes already prone to flinging her crazy ass off the ship and she really does not need the trait of "sinks like a literal rock"

singed is ship medic and thats just as horrible as it sounds; hes still developed shimmer and its distributed liberally among the crew which makes them a Lot more dangerous than they'd usually be; silco also views most the crew as pretty disposable

sevika is first mate because Of Course She Fucking Is No One Else Is That Competent; her and sils dynamic is much the same as in canon with him trusting her entirely while still being kind of a dick and her being fully willing to murk his ass if she ever gets fed up with him. they love eachother theyre platonically married lesbian wife and gay ass husband.

theres also a giant axolotl that hangs out around the waters of the ship theyre pretty sure singed is feeding it but its not rly aggressive so its whatever

[gettinshiggywithit]

!Swan dive!

Scenario:- deku makes a life changing decision;kacchan sees it all

Characters:- katsuki Bakugou ,izuku midoriya

Pairing:- kinda Bakudeku

tw :- character death

Enjoy~

Izuku was tired

He was tired of the bullying

He was tired of the ridicule

And most importantly,

He was tired of bakugou.

Everyday was complete agony

All because his precious kacchan had picked him to be the target of his insults.

Why did it have to be him??just because he was quirkless????

Why couldnt he just be born with a quirk

Why must HE suffer alone

Izuku was tired

And that’s why he wasnt scared

Its why he didn’t hesitate.

“Take a swan dive off the building ,then maybe youll be born with a quirk in your next life.”

The words rang fresh in his mind as he stood on the edge of the school’s roof.

The wind blew his green mess of hair back and out of his face

And for a second he thought even nature wanted him to see his death

His mind raced,trying to come up with reasons not to.

What about his mother?

“No she abandoned me.she gave up on me when she was my last hope... shell be fine”he told himself

What about ALLMIGHT he’d never approve of this!hed want me to survive!

“Well too bad ‘cos where even is he??hes nothing but a grinninf idiot who uses force to achieve his goals.hes nothing!”

Izuku was crying now,screaming out the answers to his internal questions

What about...what about kacchan?

It was a last ditch attempt but something was better than nothing?

He scoffed

Why in the ever living FUCK did his brain make him think of kacchan????? The boy who had caused him all his pain,whod put him in this position

It was at this moment that izuku made up his mind.

He wipped away his tears with the sleeve of his shirt and smiled

“Fuck him”

And with that he let himself fall

He didnt feel fear or panic

Just calm

And as the air rushed past his face he closed his eyes feelin at peace for what felt like the first time in forever.

It was a pity it couldn’t last long......

Meanwhile katsuki bakugou was exiting his alma mater.

He had his backpack slung over one shoulder and there was an itch in the back of his neck

Thats when he started hearing it

The angry rage-filled screaming

He looked around and then when he heard it again he looked up

And his already-pale face whitened further

It was...DEKU and he was screaming from the school roof

Katsuki suddenly remembered the words he’d said to the other boy just that day and guilt and dread gathered in the pit of his stomach

He tried to shout to izuku,tellin him not to be stupid, to come down

His eyes began to fog up as each of his attempts failed and before he could think of anything else to do,anyone else to call

Deku jumped

Katsuki lunged forward in a last attempt to save his...friend

But before he could even move a muscle

Deku lay on the ground,bloodied and broken...

And katsuki fell to his knees and cried

Hed never cried

Not once and never in public

But

This was different

This was HIS fault

“DEKU WAKE UP! WAKE UP YOU FUCKIN PIECE OF SHIT COME ON WAKE UPPPPP”

And when izuku didnt move

When he didnt make a sound

Katsuki gave up

Hed never given up NEVER

But

He just couldnt...

He lay his head on the broken boy’s chest and said his last words to him

“Im sorry...i-i need you deku”

And when still no answer came he died a little inside too.

please dont repost my work here as your own on any platform all rights belong to me except that of the characters used,their right belong to their respective owners.but these stories? mine.

feedback,likes,reblogs and comments are so very appreciated tbh :’)i hope you enjoyed and ill catch ya next time!

Comments & Reblogs w/ tags >>>>>>>>>>>likes please

[ibuprofenshot]

Would I be friends with MHA characters?

OK I know no one cares abt my relationship with fictional characters so I'm posting this on my dump blog for funsies DONT JUDGE ME IM DELULU OK ok thank you things u should know abt me: I'm introverted and I wont start a conversation with some person I don't know also if you're looking at this STREAM 말하자면 by Kim Sung Jae it's so good ty and rest in peace CLASS 1-A (I'm going to follow seat number order and I'm only doing main characters)

Mina: 100% YES - MINAAA I just KNOW she listens to KPOP - the friend I share the most common interests with (kpop, dancing) - other than that, she's friends with everyone so why wouldn't she be mine? Tsuyu: tbh yeah - I know I said I was an introvert - I don't care - comfortable silence type friendship - She's jus like me fr - I just would OK? Iida: yes - I like people who look out for me so I'll be attracted to him anyways - Big brother yes Ochaco: YES - I love her sm SHES SO NICE - def will be treating her EVERYWHERE - We just get along idk I get her she gets me this is a beautiful AFAB between AFAB relationship Denki: uhmmm yes i think -Look he's nice and all but he's a man and I am wary of men so maybe not as best of friends compared to Mina -He's fun though so plus points for that I think he's pretty funny Kirishima: yeah tbh (2) - again big brother vibes - super helpful super cool - probably won't be around him for much because he's tagging along with Bakugo all the time though Jiro: yes! - super cool super awesome SUPER COOL AGAIN - she jus like me fr (2) - music taste chef's kiss

Tokoyami: no I think - man is too emo for me but I get the hype go and live your wonderful emo life my guy - I like dark shadow though so we might get along

Todoroki: yes>>? -He seems nice but we're both introverts so auhmm -just like Tsuyu friendship -We r both dumbasses when it comes to social cues Bakugo: HELL NO - NONONONONONONONONONONONONONONONONONO - SCARY - MEAN - MAN - I will cry Deku: yea :9 - nerd to nerd communication - we probably have so much in common aside from heroes - I just KNOW we'd be good friends Mineta: no - kys Momo: YES - TEA PARTIES - FANCY OUTFITS - SO NICE AND SMART - will lend me reviewers and notes and help me review bcs she's so - I love her

CLASS 1-B (if i can remember anyone other than monoma and kendo)

Kuroiro: tbh yeah - I feel like we get along idk - he's cute why not Kendo: yes!! - Super nice - my AFAB senses are tingling ok I just can't explain it Monoma: yes? idk - he told me that he wanted to have henchmen and I just tagged along idk - he's fun to watch

damn thats really it from 1-B

THE BIG THREE

Mirio: no - I know he's nice - I know he gets naked when he uses his quirk - I dont like naked men Nejire: yes - AFAB tingles again - she probably helped me around the school on my first day Tamaki: no - He wouldn't want to be friends with anyone - I'll leave him alone for his own sake

OTHER HERO ACADEMY STUDENTS

Shinso: no - He's pretty cool but idk I dont think he or I would strike a conversation with one another Mei: yes - I like her inventions I like her veryyy much - interesting to watch - entertaining

ok im tired now bye

[tatoasting]

Uh oh we certainly do cuddling lots and kiss a bit and very well might possibly spend valentines day together (they work but only for a couple hours so we may work around it) and ugh. Dude. They literally started singing the uh, we fell in love in October, that song, and then said that thats how they remember when we met and ???? Me and my sister shared A Look bc. HELLO???? Thats so, fucking, cute of you?? Ugh. Anyway. I dont know where this is going and what I want but I'm enjoying this and I love them so much and its so nice to have them around and be able to be affectionate with someone I care about. We also are so.... we have so many of the same little quirks and its so cute to just, affectionately bite eachother on the shoulder or face as a show of love!! Or how we have the same teeth, they do the same thing, makes me feel better about them bc I used to be so insecure but their teeth are so cute so maybe mine are too! Also we both snort laugh <3 and we both have such a comfortable way of showing affection like. We tell eachother we love eachother all the time, I told them that not a minute after we kissed. But I know the way in which we mean it is not an "I'm in love with you" its not romance specific, its just person specific. I, in no way in particular other than very strongly, have love for you. And they get that, we bot say it to eachother all the time. Usually in a place like this, an "omg we like eachother and are kinda seeing how things are going" place, no one would be able to say that. But we can because we are best friends and we have so much love for eachother. And we both understand the importance of saying that.

[euthymiya]

OMG I JUST READ YOUR 14K FIC ABOUT ALHAITHAM AND OMG ITS SO SO GOOD!!

Can you please give me writing tips, your writing is actually amazing 🙏🙏

WHAT OMG THATS SOOOO SWEET THANK YOU SO MUCH IM SO GLAD YOU LIKED IT!!!

I think the major writing tips I have is to recognize if you’re strength is dialogue or plot/narrative and then sort of plan your fics to have more of what you’re weaker at so you practice more. Like me, I’m a bit less eloquent at describing the setting and building the plot so I try to make fic ideas that rely heavily on those for my own practice

Breaking things up into almost being like essays is easier for me. Idk if that’s weird or not djsjdh but I do it and it helps. Idk if it will make sense but I hope it will 😭 basically I kind of outline the major scenes in a fic for example if there’s an argument scene or maybe a first meet scene, or a random meet again somewhere significant scene. Anyway I break the scenes into 3. The intro the body the conclusion. LOLLLL. Basically the into is just ur typical explanation establishing what’s happening and then you get into the meat of the drama in the “body” and then you conclude it by “fixing” the issue or leaving it unresolved if you’ll have a resolution in another scene or you do wtv it is you planned to conclude the scene but yeah. Anyway, it’s not a very creative method, I don’t think, but I find sometimes it seems a bit daunting to pick up a scene especially if you know it’s a lengthy one, so I break it into an “essay format” of sorts and approach it that way bc after so many years of school I’m an essay expert at the very least 💀

Also don’t be afraid to give your readers little quirks. I feel like giving them little things that make them unique really change how they interact with a character in the story and change the feel of it. You don’t always have to sacrifice depth to a major character in the story for the sake of ambiguity I think detailed readers make for the best plots but that is also a personal opinion. It could change your writing game though! It certainly changed mine

[pesterloglog]

Feferi Peixes, Jade Harley

Act 5, page 2991-2994

cuttlefishCuller [CC] began trolling gardenGnostic [GG]

CC: Glub glub glub glub glub!

GG: oh.............

GG: noooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo

CC: )(ey, take it easy!

CC: I'm not )(ere to give you a )(ard time like my buddies )(ave been.

GG: but youre a troll

GG: and thats what trolls do!

GG: even when they say they wont

GG: sometimes especially!!!!!!

CC: Ok t)(en, you can be t)(e judge of t)(at. I won't be long!

CC: I've just come to say a couple t)(ings.

CC: FIRST!

CC: None of t)(is is really your fault!

CC: T)(is is swimmingly obvious to everyone )(ere w)(o takes a glubbing moment to t)(ink about it rationally.

CC: W)(ic)( isn't many of us! But still.

GG: ok.....

GG: even though i still have no idea what youre talking about

CC: I mean, your lusus jumped rig)(t in t)(ere to save you!

CC: Just like mine did.

CC: Well ok, mine was dead at t)(e time. 38(

CC: And s)(e just kind of...

CC: F-ELL IN!

CC: Kinda drifted down like fis)(food, and POW, GL'BGOLYBSPRIT-E.

CC: )(e)(e)(e)(e)(e)(e)(. S)(e was so funny.

GG: whats a lusus!!!!!

CC: It's a big ol' monster custodian you grow up wit)(!

CC: S)(-E-ES)(, )(ow freaking retarded do you )(ave to be not to know somet)(ing like t)(at?

CC: I'm joking, of course. 38)

GG: :\

CC: I wanted to glub somet)(ing -ELS-E to you well before you started playing.

CC: Just to get t)(e idea in your )(ead!

CC: I am Feferi, by t)(e way. Abdicated empress to be!

GG: ok feferi. what is it?

CC: Soon I will go to sleep and speak to t)(e gods.

CC: I will convince t)(em to establis)( a series of stable dream bubbles, w)(ere we can meet in our sleep!

GG: i dont understand

GG: whats a dream bubble?

CC: YOU'LL S-E----------E! 38D

GG: ugh

GG: feferi i thought you said you were going to stop using your typing quirk!

CC: Did I?

CC: When??

GG: i dont know... im sure i remember you said that

CC: )(mm.

CC: Jade, t)(is is t)(e first time we )(ave ever talked!

CC: Isn't it???

GG: oh

GG: yeah it is

GG: i dont know what i was thinking....

GG: i just had a major case of deja vu!

CC: W)(at's t)(at?

GG: i felt like we already had this conversation

GG: actually

GG: it still sort of feels that way

GG: its not going away :o

CC: Well, maybe we did!

CC: )(ey, by t)(e way.

CC: W)(at exactly are you doing t)(ere wit)( t)(at toy?

CC: You never did explain it to me!

GG: ummm

GG: what do you mean i never explained it to you?

GG: if this really is the first time we talked, why would i have?

CC: Good point.

CC: Maybe I'm feeling it too.

CC: I )(ave... w)(at was it? Orca vu?

GG: XO

GG: feferi that one was a stretch even by your fish punnery standards

GG: aaah why do i know that you like to make fish puns???

CC: 38?

GG: actually

GG: i do remember this conversation

GG: it was in the past!

GG: but if it was in the past, then where am i now?

CC: In the future! Duh.

GG: so what is going on?

GG: i dont think i am asleep....

GG: i am not on prospit

CC: Yes, you are asleep. But your dream self died, just like mine, remember?

GG: oh...

GG: vaguely

CC: Now you don't dream about Prospit. You have normal dreams!

GG: so this is a dream?

CC: It is a dream, and a memory. It is the past, brought back to life by a witch! It's all those things.

CC: Although we are getting off the script here!

CC: This is not how the conversation originally went, obviously.

CC: You were a lot less patient with me! When I was just trying to ENCOURAGE you.

GG: sorry

GG: i think

GG: i am in the game now, right?

CC: Sure!

CC: Hey, why don't you tell me about this cool robot bunny you we're making?

CC: I've been pretty glubbing curious about it!

CC: Mind if I take a look?

GG: um

CC: It's great!

CC: Wish I could make something like this. Never had the gills for technology.

CC: Hard to work with under water!

GG: why are you here!

GG: are you asleep too?

CC: Nope!

CC: I woke up from my nap a while ago.

CC: Remember how I woke up and then messaged you? You had just had a bad dream!

CC: And I told you there was nothing to be scared of.

CC: Which there isn't!

GG: oh yeah

GG: i do remember that

GG: then why are you here now?

CC: Because, stupid.

CC: I'M D------EAD!

[leichefrau]

She was well aware of how important the questions felt. Of that there was no question. But ultimately, there was simply the matter of the following. With every question Giselle answered. Did Rangiku REALLY feel any better? She was getting what she wanted, but that didn't mean that that improved her situation. And something as simple as 'was this targeted or a coincidence?'. Did knowing that Giselle had made Rangiku and her allies a priority target matter? Did it make her feel any better? Worse? Did the notion that even if Giselle hadn't gotten to them, Pepe might have, do anything for them?

The mind was so very good at distracting itself. But it couldn't do so forever. But she supposed thats what the point was, wasn't it? to slowly peel away at these things that FELT important, until they got to what actually was.

"Yyyyep~ I'm sure you're familiar with the feeling of not quite getting along with all of your allies. Pepe was that kinda guy. Got a little too into his schrift. He wasn't born with them, and frankly he let them get to his head. " She hummed, eyeing the menu for a moment as she reviewed what Rangiku had ordered for them. She gladly accepted the Sake as Rangiku offered it and she took a little sip, watching Rangiku throw back the shot. Hmmmm.

"That sounds pretty normal then. At least as far as zombies go. But you also seem a bit on the lucky side. Some zombies have some little quirks if they're taking off. Maybe it's just the work your Captain did. But sometimes Zombies get a little hemofixated. Having their existence hinge on blood, sometimes when they were turned back, they'd still crave the stuff. Sometimes mine, sometimes just blood in general! But looks like you don't have any of that." She hummed as she surveyed the woman.

"Your turn~"

‘Does it matter?’ The nonchalant response felt like a lit match tossed into a pile of dry leaves, instantly igniting them into a raging inferno – a biting retort was poised on her lips, brows furrowing as her hand gripped the mug of tea till her knuckles were ghostly white. It mattered – it mattered to her; and that was all that mattered right now. Too many times she had been left without answers to the questions that were seared into her mind, etched into the very fabric of her soul – if she wanted to know ‘why’ she was going to get the answer, one way or another.

Swearing that she heard a faint crack – the sound of the porcelain cup cracking under the extreme pressure of her grip her hand retreated to her lap; note to self – order a drink before you ask another question.

“…Pepe…” Muttering the name under her breath, her gaze upon Giselle drifted to the edge of the table as she racked her brain for the name. The events of the war were a garbled mess for most; as they had been spread out during the fighting – much of the happenings were recanted in reports, the first hand accounts the only way of finding out the actions that had took place. She too had learned much of what had happened to her by the accounts of others, a notion that still made her skin crawl. Still, the name struck a chord and after a brief moment of thought she returned her attention to Giselle. “Yeah…A friend of mine engaged with him…he wasn’t a fan, either” injecting a rather comical and lighthearted note into the foreboding thoughts.

The distraction of the waitress was pleasant enough, allowing her to shake off the building feelings from overwhelming her this early on in their evening. Taking the lead as Giselle requested, she ordered them a selection of skewers, a variety of meats and grilled vegetables as well, including rice and soup to pair with the meal. Additionally, before the waitress left, she made sure to ask for a carafe of sake – and two cups.

Giselle didn’t waste a second once they were alone again, her question felt like it was the first in a prying exam. Swearing, she could hear the hum of a blinding, artificial fluorescent light; the restaurant fading away till she found herself alone once more in a sterile room, cold steel beneath her. The thud of the sake carafe rattled the table and snapped her from her thoughts; the noise of the restaurant, the smells, the warmth all flooded her senses momentarily.

“Can’t say that I have…” She responded, hand wrapping tightly around the neck of the bottle to pour herself a drink, gaze lifting to catch Giselle’s stare as she lifted the bottle in question to if she wanted her to pour her a cup. Prior to an answer, she did anyways – it wouldn’t go to waste even if Giselle declined it. “If you want an honest answer – my emotions have been…all over the place, justifiably. Some days I’m fine…as fine as I can be, I guess. Other days, I’m a wreck but I hide it…” Lifting the cup to her lips she threw back the shot, letting the saucer settle on the surface of the table as she leaned lightly upon her elbows as she sat forward. “I’m angry…” she noted, her gaze leveled upon the Quincy, “and other times I feel like I’m a failure. I failed my captain, my division…And yet, I know they don’t think that, but I can’t shake it…”