#my math is a little off! where I'm from you can start when you're 4 if you turn 5 before january

[loveofcharacters]

He could see her thinking, her disappointment and a hint of sadness evident from her thoughts, he sat closer to her. "Lex," grabbing her hands. "Stop thinking." He said, nodding, "I agree, but we're not breaking up. We'll make it work." He said, hoping the soft smile on his lips would translate that there's hope. "I want you to know. We'd be living life on your timeline if was just us. I'm just trying to be a good father for Eli and a responsible co-parent to Vera. The first few years are hard, but they get easier when day-care and school are introduced." He wasn't sure if his explaining would make her feel better or worse. "I would never be unhappy with you Lex, if we had a baby tomorrow I wouldn't be unhappy. I worry Eli will feel like he's left behind. I don't want my son to feel like he's second."

Lexie wasn’t sure what to do now. She loved Samuel, had fallen in love with him since day one. But now hearing they want different things, or maybe just different timings, it did make her question if there was a future. Because she wouldn’t want him to force himself to be ready to give her a baby in a couple years. But she also wasn’t sure if getting married and then having to wait half a decade to have a baby would make her unhappy or not. “It honestly makes me feel like we both have to think about this. Because I don’t want us to get in too deep to find out one of us will end up unhappy.”

[rowretro]

𝓜𝓻 𝓑𝓸𝔂𝓯𝓻𝓲𝓮𝓷𝓭

✧taglist:✧ @strxwbloody

✧warnings: toxic/yandere themes, violence

✧synopsis: Yandere Sunoo, is a young teacher at y/n's high school, the 2 only having a 3-4 year gap. He's so in love with her. She's sweet, cute, loving and sensitive, she's a goddamn pushover and she needs him. Sunoo watches you, he knows everything about you, where you live, what you like, how you feel.

And now he finally has you.... though you're not into him....

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You clutched onto your books, feeling judged as you walk down the hallways. Though the school board were ok with it, and Your parents were even willing to marry you off to Sunoo, there are no barriers for Sunoo. You even tried running away, how stupid of you. Your bruises and cuts were almost healed, thigh high socks hiding them from people's view.

You had to distance yourself from Jungwon too, not because of Yena and her group, who were thankfully expelled, but because of Sunoo. He gets so jealous on an insane level. You heard the locker slam shut, sighing as you knew who it was... Yang Jungwon. Things didn't exactly end the way you hoped they would.

You planned on drifting from him like most friends do, though it was hard, crying at home, missing the one close friend who was there for you no matter what. A boy you possibly had a crush on. You found out he had feelings for you too. However, you were with Sunoo and Won hid his love perfectly, but when you found out, Sunoo forced you to fall out with him, saying she only befriended him and acted nice to use him. She had no other choice but to do just that.

Jungwon gave you a dirty look before walking off. You stood by your locker feeling pretty hurt when you felt someone pat your shoulder. "Y/n, stop daydreaming and get to class... I don't like late comers" Sunoo said as the girl rolled her eyes when he wasn't looking. Sunoo smirked when heard the tapping of her platform heels not too far behind him.

The whole lesson, his eyes were on you. The other students too busy with their essays to even look at Sunoo. Not that he cared anyway. He loved watching you do normal things like studying. The way you sort of fiddle with hair or spin your pencil between your fingers, or doodle artistic little doodles around your work once you're done, waiting for the others to finish So you could start marking them.

"Why was Sungchan talking to you?!" Sunoo asked as you got in the car. "Huh? oh, he wanted me to help him with something" you simply answered as Sunoo stared at you intensely "help him with what?!" he asked, clearly annoyed. "Math homework. Don't worry I said no. He won't bother me anymore..." She added as the male narrowed his eyes at her, but smirked to himself hearing how she handled him.

Upon arriving home, the girl showered first, silently getting changed before going to the living room to do her homework while Sunoo marked some papers. "Sunoo... are clouds edible?" the girl suddenly asked as Sunoo frowned. "No... have you learned nothing in geography?" he asked as the girl shrugged. "I thought it would taste like marshmallows..." the girl mumbled with a pout.

"Y/n what is this?!" Sunoo asked as the girl blinked "test?" she said, blinking innocently as he glared at her, showing her paper and her bestfriend's paper "the same exact answers and you both failed what is this?" "Omg we have the same answers... makes sense we study together... and we took the same exam with the same questions" the girl said acting shocked as Sunoo sighed.

The girl sighed, lying upside down on the sofa, as she switched through the channels. "Sunoo... can I go out with my best friend?... I'm bored..." the girl asked as he stared at her in disbelief. "No. I'm not letting you go out. Last time you almost fucking ran away..." Sunoo pointed out as he squeezed one of her fresher wounds. "Did you learn nothing?...." he asked as the girl winced.

The girl gently pulled away as she sat normally, moving away from Sunoo. "Babe..." Sunoo called out as he sat beside "yes?" the girl asked as Sunoo turned to her "Do you love me?" he asked as the girl went silent. How the fuck could she? he hurt her, he gets dangerously jealous he fucking kidnapped her for the love of god. "yeah..." she said as Sunoo nodded.

"Then say it." He said "Say what?" "Say that you love me." he asked as the girl went silent. "Why you already know I love you right?" the girl asked, nervously chuckling as he stared at her. "You don't love me do you?..." he asked, silence trailing after. "I love you Sunoo..." she said, a forced sincere tone, with hidden venom and disgust. "How comes you never say it or kiss me or hug me or do what girlfriends do?!" he asked as the girl went silent.

"Because you're busy with school work and at school we can't fraternize..." she pointed out as the male nodded. "Hmm... I guess that checks out." he said, leaning over toward her, pulling her into his embrace and kissing her forehead not caring about the girl's unresponsiveness.

[glitched-username]

Hear me out: rottmnt but they are the actual sizes of the animals

Mikey is 5 inches for box turtles

Donnie is 9 inches for softshells

Leo is 1 ft

Raph is 30 inches (2.5 ft)

Splinter is 10 inches

And April is... there for comparison lol

Read more for my random assembly of thoughts and ideas

Just thinking about how Mikey views Leo and Raph's as giants, being over double his height and Raph being 6x bigger. But Raph and Leo are still tiny compared to humans like April.

And Mikey just loves treating his family like a jungle gym. He's gotten so good at it that no one even flinches when he jumps off an impossibly high distance cause they know he'll catch himself no problem, and if he can't then

Also using this concept to further transmasc-ify Leo cause female red eared sliders are larger than the male counterparts. Just imagining Donnie accidentally outing Leo out of a closet he didn't even know he was in cause

"No, you're the correct turtle species and there's nothing wrong with your mutation, female sliders are just bigger"

"...Donnie, I'm a guy"

"Yeah"

"..."

"..."

Donnie specifically checked why Leo was so tall because he was pissed at the slider gloating about the growth spurt when he became a teen and just straight up diagnosed him with Transgender (tm) like it was the most casual it of info to drop

Donnie is peak borrower energy. But like if a borrower decided to take it to a competitive level. How does he get such crazy tech despite being the size of a hairbrush? By massacring lost or currently devices for their parts. So, thrown out radios? Yep! But also, a store display TV that is currently airing commercials? Also free game for the softshell. He's had the most exposure to humans because of this and is definitely the least freaked out when they first meet April cause he at least knows what to expect (ie: they're more scared of us than we are of them sort of thing).

He's also the most feeal and territorial about his stuff because "do you KNOW how hard it is to lug all these parts into the lair??? If any of you touch you will die"

Also L to Splinter. Going from Lou Jitsu Action Star, to kidnapped and forced to fight in the battle nexus and then turned into a sewer rat and now you have to deal with 4 sons, one literally big enough to bite his head off even as a baby/toddler. He definitely had to start relying on Raph more as they grew up

And Raph

Oh Raph.

He already had a hard time learning his own strength in the original, where they were all roughly similar sizes. But now? He has to really practice being gentle. And he's gotten DAMN good at it. So good that even though it looks like he's being completely reckless and throwing his weight around his tiny brothers, he knows exactly how much pressure each brother of wildly different sizes and durability can take.

Bro is constantly doing mental math that would make Donnie impressed.

He has no idea how to handle meeting April. Like, all he's known is how to be gentle around people cause they're smaller and more fragile and suddenly, here's a human, over double his height... but she's still physically weaker??? Or at least not as durable. She doesn't have a shell or tough scales and wasn't specifically mutated for war so doesn't have any durability/strength/regeneration genes.

When they first meet, I imagine the other boys are less freaked out cause they're used to everyone being taller than them but Raph goes FULL protective mode. Pulling out all the stops because he thinks it's going to be a tough fight, that the human would easily stomp him if he doesn't go all out.

But when he sees she isn't fighting back and is hurt pretty bad from his bites (1000 psi ain't a joke, she's lucky she still has all her limbs after that) he instantly goes from "evil giant monster must attack" to "mother hen" and gets extremely apologetic.

Not an... amazing first meetup but April jokes about it now, Raph even gives her little play bites when they're messing around or just absentmindedly gnawing on it while watching a movie(though much more gentle). And while Raph COULD give little playful bites to his little brothers, he has to be VERY aware and VERY careful while doing so, but with April he can be a bit looser with how gentle he is

I imagine once he gets his powers he's finally so happy that he can give April an actual hug for once lol

And I don't think Draxum reaaalllyyy anticipated the turtles not growing to a more human height. In his defense this was basically the first time he used live human DNA during the mutation process. How was he supposed to know that the animal's height would take priority over the human's height?

Draxum saw splinter shrink down into a rat during his escape but just assumed they were all so small that they couldn't have survived the collapse. Oh well, he'll make sure to fix that flaw when he finally gets his lab back up and running.

...

...

Also Mikey is still the strongest

[hyunlix-lover4]

Lost in your eyes | Lee Minho

I was running through the woods with my sister in hand. Nine boys all around us. We just met them three hours ago, but they are the only ones we can trust…

------------------------------4 hours ago…. -------------------------------

"Chae get your ass down here! You gotta get to school and drop your sister off!" Mother yelled up the stairs, in her usual morning fashion. I put on my uniform and put my long, black hair, into a messy bun. I moseyed on downstairs and into the living room. My sister finished her math homework, and my mother braided her hair. My sister is at the top of her class but slacks off so hard on her homework.

"Finally, you're down here! Fuck! Now I'm late for work! I wish you were like your sister!" she shouted as she left the house. I grabbed my bag and told Elle to come. We walked out of the house, and I said, "Does mother want me to be smart or have cancer?"

I dropped Elle off at her school and headed to mine. As I walked a car pulled up beside me and honked its horn. "Hey, Chae! Get your ass in the car!" Lisa shouted at me. Lisa is my best friend, but also the richest and most popular girl in school.

I shook my head and said, "Not today, gotta get my steps in." She laughed at that and drove away. I arrived at school just as the rain started. Beomgyu ran up to me and hugged me. I pushed him off and said with a fake pout on my face, "Where were you yesterday? We had a test, and I couldn't cheat off of you."

He chuckled at my pout and said, "I had a dentist appointment. I'm sorry, I wish I could've canceled it, but my mom would've beat me if I missed it." I rolled my eyes, "What a lame excuse."

I walked into class with Beomgyu and he sat right in front of me as I sat at the back of the classroom right next to the window. The teacher walked in and cleared his throat, getting everyone's attention.

"So, class, we have a new student. Be nice or all of you will fail the next test." A few people groaned and some snickered. Soon after a boy a little bit older than me walked in. From the back of the class, he looked like a fennec fox.

"Hi…" the boy said in a quiet voice that was barely audible, "I'm Jeongin. I just moved here from Busan, I'm 17 years old."

A few boys laughed and one said, "Busan? Like the song? Everyone knows the song Busan Seagull" The whole class laughed, and Jeongin looked down feeling embarrassed.

The teacher cleared his throat once more and said, "Chae, would you care to show him around?" I nod softly and I smile at the boy. He quickly walks over to me and sits in the seat beside me, looking down the whole time, tears brimming his eyes.

"Hey, don't cry, it's not going to change how big of dicks the class is," I say softly, and I put a hand on his shoulder gently trying not to spook him. He looks at me, wiping his tears with the back of his hand. "I'm not crying," he said sternly.

I remove my hand from his shoulder, taken aback by his sudden attitude. "Excuse you?! I'm being nice to you; don't fucking think you can be a bitch to me." I glare at him, and I look out the window ignoring everything going on around me.

The bell rings and everyone puts their things in their bags before leaving the classroom. I slowly put my things in my bag, when someone taps my shoulder. I turned to face the person, it was a boy about 5'10 with black hair, plump lips, soft brown cat eyes, and a soft smile.

"Hey, want to go to lunch with me?" he asks in a soft voice.

"I don't even know you, why would I go to lunch with someone I don't know?" I reply as I stand up putting my backpack on.

"Sorry, I'm Hyunjin, I'm in your Korean class," he holds out his hand for me to shake. I looked down at his hand it was covered with rings, and I slowly grasped it to shake it.

"I'm Chae, nice to meet you Hyunjin" I smile at him.

"So, do you want to go to lunch with me? You can bring Beomgyu and Jeongin, well Jeongin has to come either way" Hyunjin chuckles. I look up at him confused.

"What do you mean Jeongin has to come? Are you going to beat him up?"

"He's my friend, I would never beat him up" he chuckles at my reaction, and he grabs my hand bringing me out of the classroom where Beomgyu and Jeongin are waiting for us. Beomgyu pulls me away from Hyunjin wrapping his hands around my waist.

"What are you doing Chae? We never eat with other people," he whispers in my ear so Jeongin and Hyunjin can't hear him.

"Well, I think it's time to change that, it's getting boring just sitting with you," I pull out of Beomgyu's grip, and I turn to Hyunjin. "So where are we going to eat?" I smile causing Beomgyu to glare at us. He crosses his arms over his chest as he mocks Hyunjin.

Hyunjin chuckles, "We are going to eat with some of my other friends, and don't worry they aren't as shy as Innie here." He nudges Jeongin's shoulder with his elbow causing Jeongin to glare at him. I nod softly and we all walk out of the school and to the local park where 7 boys are sitting on the grass, 3 of them are wearing school uniforms and the other 4 are wearing regular street clothes. We walked up to them and Beomgyu and I bowed in greeting.

"Guys, this is Chae and Beomgyu. They are my friends" Hyunjin said, "Chae and Beomgyu, this is Woojin hyung, Chan hyung, Minho hyung, Changbin hyung, Han, Felix, and Seungmin."

"Hello," I bow and smile at them, Beomgyu bows but glares at them the whole time jealous that all my attention was on random boys I just met.

"Why did you bring the 20th girl Hyunjin? Why can't you just stick to one" Changbin asked jokingly. Hyunjin glared at him crossing his arms, "This isn't the 20th girl, she's the first girl."

"Bro it was just a joke, don't be so uptight" Changbin crossed his arms glaring at him. "It's not a good thing to fight in front of your girlfriend."

"Hyung shut up! We aren't dating! I don't even like her like that" Hyunjin yells. Beomgyu quickly goes to my side grabbing my hand and I squeeze it tightly, making his fingers turn purple. Han looked over at us confused and ignored it, for now, Minho looked over at us as well and walked over to us.

"Chae, you good?" he asked softly, rubbing my arm gently.

"Yeah, I'm fine" I smile.

"The way you're turning Beomgyu's hand purple doesn't look like it," Minho chuckles as the fighting between Changbin and Hyunjin gets worse. I look down at our hands and I let go of Beomgyu's hand.

"Sorry… but I need to go. Bye," I bow before quickly leaving, Beomgyu and Jeongin on my tail.

"Chae! Wait!" Jeongin yelled after me. We ran until we reached the school and I quickly walked to my next class just in time. I sit down quickly putting my head down on the desk. The teacher walks in with a gloomy look on her face as she sets her books down on her desk. She takes a deep breath before turning to the class, tears brimming her eyes. She opened her mouth to speak but no words came out and she started to cry. Her light brown eyes are full of fear and sadness, something we've never seen in her eyes. She covered her eyes as she cried, shaking with fear she collapsed onto the floor.

"MA'AM?!" one of the girls ran up to her helping her up. "What's wrong teacher?" The teacher took a deep shaky breath trying to calm down.

"I'm sorry, but there's a disease going around with no cure, you guys have to go home quickly and stay out of contact with everyone." Everyone was freaking out asking questions and running around trying to find their friends and siblings. I quickly get up and walk out of the classroom, running to my sister's school. Once I arrive, I run to her classroom.

"Elle! Come with me, now!" I shout making the whole class look at me confused.

"Ma'am, what's the problem?" her teacher asks.

"I need my sister, now" I glare at the teacher.

"Fine, Elle you can leave."

I grab Elle's hand and I pull her out of the school and to someplace where there aren't many people. I turn her to face me, and I hold onto her arms tightly. "Elle, you have to tell the truth, how many people did you touch, how many people did you come in contact with?"

"What's wrong with you? I only touched my friends" she asked confused and slightly angry.

"How many Elle?!" I shout.

"5! ok?! I came into contact with 5 people!"

"You better not lie to me! Now let's get home" I grab her hand and I drag her to the house. Once we arrive, I lock all the windows and the door. I turn on my phone to the news as soon as I sit down on the couch with Elle. There were many things about the disease and how it was making dead people come back to life. I take a shaky breath and I hold Elle close to me afraid to let her go for even a second. Suddenly there was a loud banging on the front door….

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Author's note:

Heyyy~

this is my first fan fic please don't hate

all my own work

if you want all the details go to wattpad

my profile: lee_minho6

[kennyomegasweave]

15 People, 15 Questions

I was tagged by @theflagscene!

Thank you for tagging me! <3

1 - Are you named after anyone?

Nope! My parents don't even know why they picked my name, though it was super popular in the last 80s/early 90s when I was born, so they probably just heard it out and about.

2 - When was the last time you cried?

Shitfaced on 1/1/24 from like 3:30AM-6:30AM. Started off the year as expected, lol.

3 - Do you have kids?

No. I've always wanted them, but it's just not, and never will be, in the cards for me. I have niblings though!

4 - What sports do you play/have you played?

I am fat and out of shape now, but I played softball and acrobatic gymnastics from ages 4-18.

5 - Do you use sarcasm

Every single day.

6 - What’s the first thing you notice about people?

This might seem weird, but I don't really notice people? Even if I have a conversation with someone, if they're new, I won't remember anything physical about them. I'm just not a super observant person.

7 - What’s your eye colour?

Blue. I'm the only person in the entire family with it. I even asked grandparents and great aunts/uncles and no one knows where they came from. Which is a little cool, but they suck. They're so sensitive to light cause they have almost zero pigment. :(

8 - Scary movie or happy endings?

Both. It just depends on how I'm feeling and what I'm in the mood for. You don't tend to run into thinking you're getting horror and getting happy or visa versa. lol

9 - Any talents?

I can flip my tongue behind my soft palate and uvula? I also don't have a gag reflex that I never had to train out of me? I think that's it.

10 - Where were you born?

California, USA

11 - What are your hobbies?

Watching things to discuss, organizing things, sudoku, singing, and just general driving around.

12 - Do you have any pets?

So many cats, so many. I spay/neuter and feed ferals, strays, abandoned pets, and less taken care of pets in my neighborhood. I have a dog door and half of those fuckers come in my house randomly. I don't even know how many come in, but I know of like 10 I actually claim (some are my actual cats and some are just ones that showed up and never left). And I grew up with Great Danes so hopefully next year I'll be getting a dog.

13 - How tall are you?

5'11.5" barefoot. Exactly 182cm tall.

14 - What was your favourite subject in school?

History and math.

15 - What is your dream job?

There's a post that's like "I don't have a dream job because I don't dream of labor" and that's how I feel. I don't care what I do because I don't want to be doing it regardless. And even if I had found the ~thing that I love that makes work fun~ it would have eventually stopped being fun because that happens to everyone. When you have to work to simply survive, there's no dream job, not really.

[redhairedwolfwitch]

Okay I feel like this is going to be a long one, so i'll go ahead and turn my response into an incoherent list of observations, answers to questions or statements that probably don't require them, or to no question or statement in particular and maybe even an incidental unrelated fact or opinion:

Yes, it does suck, but also I decided to use a grater to make thin little flakes of chocolate just for the flavour.

Sucks you can't eat chocolate, are you lactose intolerant? 

Commas are, indeed, very important. Did you know they use commas in musical notation to tell singers when to breathe?

Related to that, singing lessons (or even singing in a choir or something similar) could help with your reading aloud and breathing issues for sure. Although I don't know if you have any singing experience so I'd understand if that's not your thing. I wish it would be everyone's thing though.

Just to throw in a completely random fact, as I am not about to jeopardise the promised incoherence of this list: In medieval times red hair was believed to be a sign of beastly sexual desire and moral degeneration. I assume by your blogname you too are a redhead. I read this today and thought it was wild.

Aching muscles are a sign of hard work, so good job, although it is very important to rest said limbs!

Great job for still going out and facing things you get anxious about, I imagine thats not an easy thing for you. I also hope you have help and/or coping mechanisms to deal with the anxiety you're experiencing.

You're description of the "heartbreak angst fic" is (probably intentionally) quite vague, but I can make out several points. 

I get not wanting big time jumps, although it could be fun to make a jump and then have R reflect what happened in between those moments in time. Could be a tad chaotic, but then again, you know me. 

R crossing paths with their ex sounds rather angsty, so my answer to that is: yes please.

Have you already thought out part 4 completely? I guess (without any context) I'd end exactly where part 4 takes off, but very open. A cliffhanger of sorts, without falling into too much of a cliché ending.

I'm sorry if my answer is too long to post. Although we were going to stop apologising for rambling so scratch this.

Sending you all the love my friend (can I call you my friend now?),

-Chaotic Anon

it's the way i read this, processed some answers but ended up having a nap, then dinner and i just- wow suddenly it's half an hour to midnight...

i can eat chocolate, it's just when i'm stressed my jaw and teeth hate me and it makes biting solid foods a bit grimace-y, y'know, i love chocolate, just not gooey stuff like gooey caramel stuff, don't like goop, it's a texture no no for me sksks

i did not, music was one of the very much underfunded classes when i was in school, before they started cutting hours subjects to make more room for maths, english and sciences. my confidence is on the floor with speaking, singing is... i can hum, humming is better for me, my friend liked my humming once.

yeah, i'm a natural redhead, which means that i need more anaesthetic if i go for any medical procedure (there's research to back it up, we're hard to knock out) and i think only 2% of the planet have red hair, so i stick out like a sore thumb and red heads are barely anyone's type unless it comes to Natasha Romanoff from Marvel, so that's fun... times change sksks

yeah we had to demonstrate that we could do cpr on a dummy for a minute, i fell over trying to stand up after, so that was great too.

my coping mechanisms for my anxiety are messy and depend on why i am anxious, but my psychology degree plus the cbt i've had in the past mean that i am super aware of my thought processes, but it's hard to stop my body from freaking out e.g. racing heart, clenching my jaw in my sleep... when i can sleep, etc

yeah i forgot the name of the fic, is Secret Love Song, my recent one, i have part 2 down, part 3 just feels stuck because i don't know where to end it, or when to post part 2, but R's development in part 2 and part 3 is key to the endings and I just... i'm stuck. also the only way R would cross paths with their ex is the ballon d'or ceremony... and i don't even know where to go with that, so... yeah...

no worries about longetivity, my fics have been in the 5k+ range before so... i have no shame sksks

sure, sure, if you want to be internet friends red haired anxious pineapple such as myself😅🤔 you don't have to be though.

[vivaciouscynner]

Just gotta add a little more that's semi-related.

How do you count to 31 on one hand?

I asked a kid this and got the most, "you're stupid" look on their face. I told them, "What if I told you that you can count so much higher with two hands, not just double?" and this is where I got tightened lip-corner followed by, "how?"

I said, "Do you know what binary is?"

They said, "1s and 0s," with a little unsure wobble of their head. This kid is like 6 or 7 btw.

So I was like, "That's right! 1s and 0s. In computers a 1 means something is true or on, a 0 means something is false or off" and I get a yeah of course roll of their eyes. SO I continue because I haven't lost them yet. So I get out a piece of paper and pencil. I get an immediate vibe that i'm losing them and I just say, "wait wait, it's cool, i promise."

On the paper I right down five numbers:

16 8 4 2 1

I ask, "What do those numbers add up to?" I give them some time. I watch them actually count on their fingers. They ask to borrow my pencil and of course I said sure. After about a minute they give me the correct answer 31. And I smile a little.

They said, "Okay, but I didn't use my hand,"

and I said, "Not yet." I get a marker and I ask, "Can I write on your fingers?" and they shrugged and said "okay." So I carefully write the numbers on each teeny tiny fingertip and when I was done I said, "Okay, make a fist." they did. "How many fingers are you holding up?" They rolled their eyes and said none. I gave a nod and said, "Show me your thumb? How many fingers?" They said "one" with a similar, "duh" expression. Then I said okay, open the next finger, and they did, showing me a finger-gun and asked the same question. This is where it got interesting because I could literally see EXACTLY where they made the connection. They first STARTED to say "two" then stopped themselves when I gave that, "Are you suuure?" crane of my neck. They looked at the numbers on the finger tips. Their face lit up with, "THREE!" And then they asked, "Wait, how do you get 2?" And I literally just repeated the question back. I watched them fiddle with their fingers a little bit and then saw, "Oh," as they held up their first finger. Then another connection, "OH!"

I said, "Show me 31."

It took them a moment, because they forgot they JUST did the calculation for this, but eventually they shoved a big hand in front of my face. Ok, so then I tell them, "why don't you try counting from 0 to 31 on one hand. Just be careful with number 4. Don't show 4 to anyone." And they're like why as they literally give me the finger. I snort a laugh, but they instantly feel horrid and I'm like, "it's ok, it's ok, I won't tell anyone. You didn't know and that's okay."

Eventually, I ended up saying something along the lines of, "Math isn't so bad, right?" And they gave me the most defeated, "yeeeeaaahhh," with a restrained smile.

I actually learned this from those free harvard courses on edx.org when I was trying to teach myself programming. It came from the CS50 course which is basically the most foundational, intro course to programming you can get, because i was very intimidated by numbers and code (As a status update, I'm going for a masters degree now - not at edx, just saying that course really helped me break in) Anyway, I hope I made a positive impact on this kid and not just a trick they learned and then stopped caring about. I hope this is like the epiphany they get that Math CAN be cool.

reblog and put in the tags your opinions on math

[cowardnthief]

10 actual ADHD study tips

from a student with ADHD

(or if you just have trouble concentrating)

1. put your phone in different room.

no, really. there can be any number of excuses not to (i use it as an alarm/timer, what if there's an emergency, but i use it during breaks) but i guarantee that you will focus better without the ability to check your social media. if you're genuinely worried about missing a phone call, don't put it on silent, and leave it across the room so you can hear it, but make sure it's out of reach.

2. invest in some noise-cancelling or muffling headphones.

they're a life-saver. i use them to help with sensory overloads, but now i wear them pretty much every time i study. regular headphones with some kind of neutral backing noise also work pretty well.

3. don't listen to music.

maybe somewhere, somehow, there exists a person who can actually listen to music and focus, but i've never met one. my adhd means i get distracted by anything. i'm a good multitasker, but not when the task requires lots of thought, like my science or math homework, or that english essay i've been putting off. if science is distracting for you as well, put on a neutral background noise (no, not lo-fi hiphop beats - unless that works for you). i usually put rain sounds or white or brown noise (the latter is my favourite).

4. break big tasks into small chunks.

you've probably heard this one before, but adhd makes tackling big tasks seem really daunting. like, where do you even start? before beginning a massive project, make a list of every little thing you need to do. it might seem stupid or excessive, but i can't stress how much it helps. it also gives you a sense of accomplishment whenever you knock a task off the list.

5. if you know you're gonna procrastinate, try and do it productively.

this one is one i'm still getting used to. i realised, after hours of sitting at my desk, not wanting to start on my essay but not wanting to actively NOT write my essay, and just generally feeling like shit, that it would have been better to spend those hours doing that thing i wanted to do (learn that song on my guitar, finally finish the painting sitting on my desk, write the poem that i had scribbled in my notebook a week ago). if you know you're not going to get started on your work, you might as well do something else that isn't as pressing but you still need to get done. it's okay not to be 100% productive al the time.

6. have a clear workspace.

this is a big one. i found that having a lot of stuff on or around my desk just makes me feel fenced in. i like to have 1 lamp, 1 cup of pens/pencils/highlighters, a cup of tea, tissues, and whatever i'm working on. when you're done with a task, PUT IT AWAY ASAP. that way, it doesn't build up, and you can feel ready to start on the next thing.

6.5. eliminate distractions.

i feel like this relates to the point above, but don't have lots of visible posters/lights/tempting tasks. maybe close your blinds or your door, or study in a library instead of your room if it is too bright and colourful.

7. the pomodoro method (organising your breaks).

LOVE LOVE LOVE THIS. the pomodoro method involves working for a consistent slot of time (usually 25 minutes, but whatever works for you) and then having a short break (5-10 minutes), and then a long break every 2-5 "slots" (15-20 minutes). if you don't trust yourself to stick to a timer, get a cute app on your laptop - there are heaps of different themes, and it will help you organise your time and tasks. instead of thinking about a task like "it will take me 2 hours", think about it like "it will take me 4 slots of time", and it will be much less daunting.

(note: for your breaks, try not to reach for your phone/social media. this is a rabbit hole. maybe draw for a minute, or read a few pages of a book. do something you can easily and quickly put away.)

8. organise yourself, but try not to hyperfixate on it.

apps like notion can be really helpful when organising tasks/your workspace, but they can also suck hours of your time away if you're not careful. not everything has to be perfect/meticulously planned, and you're not working on your homework by planning your weekly schedule. speaking from experience, it's really easy to get caught up in something that may feel productive, but really isn't.

9. this is really niche, but... for my reading-glasses wearers:

WEAR THEM WHEN YOU STUDY. i'm very mildly farsighted, which means wearing glasses when i read for long periods of time helps me prevent headaches. technically, i can go without them, and for a few years i usually did, but i've noticed that wearing them when i study has the benefit of getting me in the right headspace, and also stops me from looking up or around my room too often, as the prescription makes me dizzy when looking at things far away.

10. just get started.

i know you hate hearing this, but usually, knocking one or two things off your list can help you get motivated. often, things that seem really difficult or time consuming aren't as bad once you've gotten started.

good luck!

[randomperson46]

Not in Kansas Anymore

A/N: I tried some new tings, so I hope it goes well, I didn't wanna end this part where I ended it, but because I tried something new, I went ahead and stopped it there and I was at my minimum 1k requirement I put on myself. But I'll have the next part out soon because I simply cannot leave this where I left it

Mammon x Gn Reader

Angst

Warnings: The Brothers being themselves.

Part 1 • Part 2 • Part 3 • Part 4 • Part 5

The day drags on, class to class, hour by hour. But it was finally time for math! That was the one class you share with Mammon. And you are embarrassed to admit you have missed him. 

When you walk into class, something seems off. It's it the usual class decorations? No. A few students missing? Maybe. Lucifer sitting in your seat? Yep that's it.

"Hello Lucifer." You walk up to him, being cordial after last night. You did not want to be the source of Mammons pain.

"Ah hello MC how are you today?" Lucifer smiles at you.

"Where's Mammon?" You ask and the frown you know so well graces Lucifers features.

"Why are you so infatuated with my brother?" His voice is sturn.

"We share this class together? And sit together? Speaking of you're in my seat." You motion to the chair Lucifer is sitting in.

"If that's all this is, then go sit elsewhere. I'm sitting beside Mammon today to monitor him. His student council mandated escort should be arriving soon." Lucifer turned to face the front of the classroom. You realize that the classroom wasn't missing a few students. But all of the students. All except you.

You heard Mammons signature laughter carry from the hall. Lucifer tensed up. He stands to his full height rubbing his temples. Almost like he expects trouble. Mammon waltzes in arm in arm with Barbatos. You chuckle. You know Barbatos knows the truth. And so does Mammon.

"Really Mammon? I never knew that, well i mean I did, but I preferred hearing it from you." Barbatos says to Mammon as they approach the only two tables in the room.

"Yeah that's why it's my favorite car I'll have to show ya sometime!" Mammon practically jumps with joy. But then he staggers a step. "Once I get it fixed that is." His tone changes, his shoulders drop. You forgot about that.

You forgot that Mammons Favorite car, the one he Treasures the most. The one he keeps on display in his room. Was destroyed. You know what that car means to Mammon. You pull out your D.D.D and send a text to Luke. Luke and Simeon are the only ones you can trust to get the car fixed. Anyone else my mess it up further.

The reason the car means so much to Mammon is because his son gave it to him for Father's day. You remember when Mammon first told you the story. Of the which you summoned The Great Mammon so they could have a child. How that little boy was born with a pact mark with him. Almost like Demonic child support. Anytime that child needed anything, Mammon was there. His son succeeded in life because his father had his back. Mammon told you it was easier helping to raise Dion than raising Satan.

Dwelling on this happy memory you also remember when Mammon told you that the reason he can't go to the human world is not because of witches or any bad deal. When his son died, he'd visit his grave as much as possible. Lucifer saw his "joy ride trips" as unnecessary and banned Mammon from going to the human world.

And just like that.... you're pissed at Lucifer again.

During your little reminiscent episode. Barbatos took the seat next to you and Mammon sat with Lucifer. Lucifer insist that Barbatos did not need to stay but Barbatos insisted he should. Looks like your stuck with the three of them.

Math passed semi smoothly. Mammon did just as good in class as he did on tests. Lucifer still had doubt written all over his features. Barbatos just looked disappointed.

After class ended the four of you met up with the other brothers and were promptly escorted to the castle. You did not make it through the front door before they start.

"Barbatos I appreciate you agreeing to help us with this issue." Lucifer says as they lead everyone through the garden entrance.

"I'm suprised it got this far honestly, I thought he would have crumbled by now." Satan smiles wide looking in Belphie's direction.

"LOLOLOL I'm suprised a scumbag like him even tries anymore. We know the truth this is pathetic really, almost as sad as 'That one time I tried to trick my family into thinking i am a good person' but even in that anime he realized he just had to be himself and his family would accept him anyway. Only we know how Mammon really is, so it's sad he's even trying this." Levi rants. Belphie goes to say something but Beel puts a hand on his shoulder, Belphie stops. Satan eyes them both.

As you all walk into the castle and prepare to be shown the truth by Barbatos, your D.D.D buzzes.

Tags: @gallantys , @jiminslajibolala , @dabiscrustyfeet , @ice-icebaby , @rakshamon , @siniy606 , @miactie , @cynthiarlan

[sinswithpleasure]

The Playgirl (ft. LOONA's Yves) [Part 2] [Female Reader]

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Hello! I'm back with part 2!

Futa!Yves x Fem Reader, just in case ya forgot.

If you prefer, this is also on AO3 and AFF!

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Yves shows up on time for tutoring, to your surprise.

"Hey baby."

"Don't 'baby' me."

"Sure. Let's start."

"Alright. Open up the textbook. We're starting from the basics. I've printed out some of the prerequisites for this topic, since what you did last time wasn't up to standard due to lack of practice of the basics. Now…"

Yves listens attentively. In fact, things go a bit too smoothly for the both of you. Yves doesn't make any cheeky quip, pull out any pet names, or flirt with anyone that passes by. The womanizing playgirl you knew disappears, and in its place is a focused, dedicated young woman. Sometimes, you even find yourself staring at her work on the problems in front of her. The change is… welcome, to say the least.

Your eyes roam Yves's styled hair, swiped back to expose her forehead, down to her beautiful large eyes, button nose, and full lips.

God, you're gay. Sure, you're literally admiring the beauty of the most insufferable bane of the universe, but you're just so fucking gay and hot people are hot, no matter how irritating they are, so...

When your eyes shift back up, you're met with Yves's smirk.

"See something you like, babe?"

Fuck.

"N-no."

"Liar."

"Fuck off." You rush to change the subject. "How're you doing?"

"I've been done for a while. You would know if you weren't spending the time looking at me."

You refuse to dignify her with a response, checking through the solved problems. With your coaching, Yves manages to get two more questions correct as compared to last time, but she still makes some simple mistakes.

"Okay, here's the issue. In question two…"

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Yves continues to show up for every tutoring session. Somehow, a week passes by, and it is now Friday.

"Good afternoon, babygirl."

"Don't 'babygirl' me. How many times do I have to say it?"

"Mm, whatever. How're you doing?"

"Why do you care?"

Yves pulls out the chair next to you, leaning back on it, resting her legs on the table. She turns to you, grinning.

"Of course I'd care! You're my tutor, and if you don't feel good, you won't be able to teach me properly. If I don't get taught, I won't learn, then I'll fail, and I don't get to win. You know that I always win."

"I'm not sleeping with you."

"That's what you say, but not what you mean."

"Fuck you."

"That's what you'll be doing in five months' time."

"No I won't. Bring out the Calc textbook. We're going through Chapter 4 today."

"Alright, babygirl."

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The change in Yves becomes apparent when she somehow is present earlier than you on Monday morning.

"Yves?"

"Oh, hey babe."

You sigh at the pet name, but having heard her call you that for quite some time now, it doesn't grind your gears as much anymore.

"Don't 'babe' me."

"Yeah, yeah, whatever."

Yves returns her attention to the papers she is working on, and the familiar math problems catch your eye.

"Calc?"

"Yeah. I promised I'll be the best student. Here I am."

"We'll see about that."

"You're looking at it right now." Yves rises from her chair, and in a flash, she has her arm around your waist, her face inches from yours. "I'm going to win, babygirl."

"G-Get off me!" Your face reddens instantly at the close proximity of your lips to hers. Memories of the chaste kiss Yves planted take front and center stage, and you can't help but look away from Yves.

"You're so pretty."

Yves has her gaze locked on your lips, then to your eyes. She is so close, too close, even. Heat flashes all over your body—every touch Yves leaves on you seems to burn.

"I mean it. You're gorgeous."

"T-Thank you."

The smug smirk never leaves Yves's face. She releases you from her smoldering gaze and grip, but she leaves you with a rapidly beating heart and a large distraction for the day to come.

When class begins, Yves tries to take the time to listen to the professor. However, she is soon back to her old ways, flicking paper balls at classmates and being on her phone more than she listens.

"Yves."

"Yeah, baby?" She meets your gaze, her tongue darting out to moisten her dry lips. Her hands carry on working on moulding another tiny paper ball.

"You're not listening."

"I am!"

"What was the last thing the prof said?"

"Um…"

You roll your eyes.

"Best student, my ass."

"I made that promise to you, not to him."

"You won't learn if you don't listen to him either. How're you going to be the best if you can't even do that?"

"Oh, so that's how it is?"

"That's right." You think hard about the words you want to say next, but maybe… maybe it is worth the risk. After all, Yves is still the bane of your existence, but she could be less of that if she keeps up her effort in trying to learn.

"You don't get to fuck me if you're not the best."

You watch as Yves freezes. She stares at you, her jaw hanging, before she steels her gaze to your eyes, staring deep into your soul.

"So this is how you wanna play, babygirl?"

"Yeah." You can feel your bravado slowly disappearing.

"Fine. I'll listen. I'll play by your rules."

Yves leans to your ear, her breath sending shivers down your spine. Her deep whisper makes you shudder.

"You will be mine at the end of the year, baby. I promise you: I'll ace my exams, and you'll love me for it."

Perhaps provoking your seatmate wasn't the best idea. Now you have to deal with the deep flush on your face and neck, as well as the heat between your legs.

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A month passes.

Every week, the same things go by—tutoring, classes, more tutoring, more classes. However, what changes is how close you and Yves get with each other. By no means were the both of you friends, but she isn't as much of a thorn in your side anymore.

[yves💘 sent a message:]

Baby

I need a bit more help with the math from the last chapter.

Can I see you this weekend?

Saturday, 10am, Seoul U entrance?

[You sent a message:]

Sure.

I'll see you.

[yves💘 sent a message:]

Good.

Dress nicely, baby. It's a date.

[You sent a message:]

Fuck off.

You groan when Yves manages to charm you through text. Outfit ideas are already flowing through your head, and you sink your face into the comfort of your palms. Why do you even care about looking pretty for Yves?⁶

Well… that genuine grin she flashed after a muffled gasp of surprise when you wore a dress once in the past month was gorgeous on her. That was why.

You remember Yves actually having the slightest hint of a blush when looking at you, and she seemed to be a little less flirty that day, opting to take short glances at you when she thought you weren't watching. This newfound attention was… welcome. You couldn't deny feeling shy having Yves check you out. After all, you were just the nerd girl in class, and having this attention from a hot girl you could consider a crush not as much of a pain in your ass felt so good.

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Saturday arrives, and here you are, waiting outside Seoul University.

You choose to keep things simple: just a simple button-down dress with daisies printed on the fabric. Your hair is tied up in a cute bun. The pink backpack you carry completes the look, with a nice pair of flats.

The sun isn't too bright, and a cool breeze keeps you comfortable while waiting. You can't help but get nervous, though you know it is irrational to feel so. After all, this is just another study session. However, Yves's text to you earlier in the week keeps flashing across your eyes.

'Dress nicely, baby. It's a date.'

You know this is just a study session. However, a part of you dimly wishes that it isn't, before you hurriedly bash those thoughts with a hammer and then set them on fire.

The revving of a motorbike catches your attention before it zooms down the road. You can see the bike move across the lanes, then slowing to a stop in front of you. The rider, clad in all black leather, complete with jacket and boots, seems to freeze in front of you, before slowly drawing the helmet off their head.

"Hey, babygirl."

Yves grins at you, her eyes sweeping over your body. Her gaze lands on your legs, moving up to your torso, your chest, and then to your eyes and hair.

The next words she mutters are meant to be kept to herself, but you hear her anyway.

"Fuck, you're gorgeous."

Your heart takes off, pounding against your chest. You try to hide the flush on your face by staring at the ground, but you field a gaze to Yves, who looks a bit like a deer caught in headlights. She looks so handsome, so cool, and downright fucking hot at the same time.

Hmm… What would it feel like being pinned under her again?

The intrusive thought you have gets stamped out instantly, but the effect lingers—you can't help but check Yves out, feeling a rush of heat deep within your loins.

Her agreement with you was starting to look more and more appealing. Maybe you do have to teach her well.

"Get on."

"What?"

"Let's go. I gotta park the bike, and the cafe isn't close by. Get on."

Yves hands you a spare black helmet, and you hesitantly take it.

"Don't kill me."

"I won't." She grins. "I like you too much to think about doing that."

Your breath catches in your throat. It's not uncharacteristic of her to say things like that so easily, but maybe… just maybe… you want her to mean it.

You get onto the bike as Yves holds it steady. You don't know where to put your hands, but Yves grabs your arms, pulling them to wrap around her waist.

"Hold on tight, babygirl."

"Okay." You can't believe what's happening right now.

"I'm gonna go."

The engine revs.

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Yves trails behind you as both of you make your way to the cafe. Yves is quiet along the way, unlike her usual flirting if she caught you staring at her. When you glance back to her, you see her eyes dart away from you, staring at the floor as she swipes her hair back.

Weird.

"Hey, are you okay?"

"Oh, yeah. Never been better, baby." Her reply is unconvincing, especially with a forced grin, but you don't want to really push her for a reply.

"Er… Okay. Sure."

Both of you make your way into the cafe, stopping by the counter to grab the menu. When you sit down at a table, Yves sits across you, her eyes locked onto you as you peruse your options.

"You're staring a lot today, Yves."

"Oh, um, er…" She looks away, her voice soft. This is very unlike her.

"Are you really okay?"

"Yeah, baby. I'm feelin' great, ready to learn, and get good." She leans back, resting her hands on the armrests of her chair.

Oh.

She has a crop top on.

Oh my fucking God, she has abs.

You short circuit.

Two columns of defined muscle greet your eyes, as if to mock you. It wasn't like she was someone you didn't find hot. Now, you have to find out that she also has abs?!

Your mouth dries instantly, and you grab your bottle, taking a swig. The cool liquid quenches your physical thirst, but your mental thirst…

"Don't look too much, babygirl. You might get hypnotized."

Yves tilts your chin up with a finger, moving to lean close to your face.

"My eyes are up here."

Holy fucking shit, she's so fucking hot.

You wonder how you didn't notice them when she had that fishnet and crop top combo. Maybe her pants covered them, maybe you were blinded in your dislike for her. Whatever, you've seen them now. No reason to stop… respectfully staring, especially when you can.

"Look at me."

You meet Yves's smoldering gaze.

"Keep your eyes up here, babygirl." Her warm breath against your lips makes you yearn to lean in and close the gap. "I don't want them anywhere else when they're so beautiful."

You whimper involuntarily, and Yves chuckles.

"You're so fucking pretty, you know that?"

The shame that burns when you squeak and break your gaze to hide in the pretense of reading the menu is something you don't want to admit that you feel coursing through your veins, but it's there. When you lower the menu, Yves has her chin in her palm, her head tilted to the left, a satisfied grin on her features.

"I mean it, baby. You look really pretty today."

"T-Thank you."

"You're welcome. Let's order, I'm starving."

"Okay."

"Oh." Yves leans towards you, lowering the menu to stare into your eyes once more. "You'll get to see what you want to see when I ace the exams. Be patient, babe."

You groan.

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That night, you toss and turn on the bed incessantly. Every time you close your eyes, you can feel hot breath across your lips, smell the scent emanating off Yves, and sense her burning gaze on you. Yves's handsome features are burnt deep into your head, and just the thought of her sends your heart pounding and temperature rising.

You think of her abs under her clothes, the defined muscle jumping out to your eyes. She already looks so good, so delicious, and yet, things only go up from here.

The rush of heat between your legs doesn't help things.

You turn again, ignoring your basest desires. Bedtime it is.

[melodyofthevoid]

“ are you okay with me touching you? “

- with Seine and Ampere pls godbless

It was meant to be a simple little patrol. A test drive, if you would. Atlas gave some impassioned (if a bit derivative) speech about starting with the small things and being seen that Ampere had pretty much zoned out of.

He had a math test tomorrow, sue him.

Plus Seine always remembered routes so it was fine if he took a backseat for a little bit to go over the different conic sections in his head again. The hyperbola was the weird split one... right?

It was, as Seine confirmed once they got on the street.

And patrol was going fine. They stopped a few harassers from tailing and cat calling, managed to snag a petty thief, hung out around with some street musicians and get food along the way, not a bad night overall.

Around halfway through, though, Ampere noticed that none of the street signs looked- well. Familiar.

"Hey, uh, Seine? Where... are we exactly?"

"We're on the patrol route, obviously." She peered over the side of the fire escape stairs, "And don't tell me we're not, you didn't hear a word he said."

Okay first, ouch. Second though...

"Seine, are you sure? Absolutely sure? Because we did run off after that one purse thief, and then we stopped in at that bodega for a while, and..."

Seine paled, checking the street names more closely this time, eyes wide, "No- no I was sure we'd turned back around earlier-"

Seine scrambled down the stairs and down to the street, pulling at her hair as she muttered street name after street name before coming up short.

"It's our first mission I was so sure I had it all memorized and handled! I thought I- I was ready but I'm..."

She trailed off, voice failing her. Ampere rocked on his heels and glanced around, double checking (for her sake) that there weren't any gawkers. (They made fights and just existing hell.)

"Do you want me to call Atlas? He'll tell us where we're supposed to be going," yes his phone was dead but he could always charge it, "if we have to-"

"N-no," Seine muttered, head barely shaking.

From where Ampere was standing he could almost hear the thoughts racing around her head at a million miles per hour. Usually that resulted in more sparks for him, but Seine just stared, gaze unfocused and body trying so hard to keep up with the adrenaline.

Ampere crept towards her, hands up and open.

"A-are you okay with me touching you? My hands might still be a- a little staticky so I don't want to- to shock you."

Seine shook her head slightly again, breath still uneven and hands still shaking.

"Okay! Yup, no problem, no problem."

Shit, what did his mom say whenever he got overwhelmed? Ampere flapped his left hand as he mulled over what to do next. Options... something about options... Oh!

"Seine?"

"Mhm?"

"Distraction or help? I can just talk about stuff or," Ampere demonstrated possibly the most over exaggerated breathing exercise anyone had ever seen, "I can try to remember what the timing of a calming cat gif was."

His partner huffed out a half laugh, still quite tense but it was a start. She held up a single finger. Well, there was his answer.

"Okay, so I have a test tomorrow- geometry, so already fun right? Anyways, there's these things called conic sections- basically there's 4 of them: the circle, duh, the ellipse, the parabola, and the hyperbola..."

They stood in the alley for a while, Ampere rambling about everything he could remember, and Seine slowly coming back to earth, even splashing him when he asked her how her upcoming role as Juliet was going (she had a hopeless crush on the girl playing Rosaline). Once she was fully back, she gave him a hug, which he gladly returned.

"Promise you're not going to tell Atlas about this?"

"Only if you promise not to tell him I wasn't listening earlier."

"Deal."

Next patrol, he'd pay attention so Seine didn't have to carry the whole layout of the city. He could handle that.

And ideally he wouldn't have a test the next day either. A boy could dream.

[jellyfishinc]

Day 4

S1E3 Gold Meddlers

Ah yes. A nice little sketch firing shots at the Olympics, starring the Warners.

Starts off innocent enough, where the Warners are camping and are about to break out the s'mores.

Only problem? Wakko forgot the chocolate! Oh the tragedy! (I'm not entirely convinced Wakko didn't just eat it all and forgot.)

And then, they meet Nils Niedhart, who's described as a "lazily rendered stereotype", there to compete in the Olympics for gold medals.

Apparently the Warners have been camping on the Olympics torch, and Nils won't have them ruining his glory of bringing home the gold.

Upon seeing the medals themselves, they assume the medals are actually high quality chocolate wrapped in gold foil, and decide they're going to enter the Olympics themselves to win them.

As a side note, I think the Olympics would be waaaaaaaay better if the medals were chocolate instead of metal, but that's just me.

Nils wraps them up in their rent and throws them across the world.

Yakko can't help but toss in a pun about it being very "in-tents", and we see THIS.

It's confirmed, folks! Mime is back!

So, after their quick trip around the world in 8 seconds, they declare they will be competing against Nils for the gold medals.

First up: the high dive, and my main man Yakko is the one taking the plunge.

After Nils takes his turn, Wakko and Dot say THIS.

Someone said that this episode was also poking fun at character continuity, to further distance itself from the original show, but I just can't fully buy that.

I sincerely can't recall any sketches where it shows he's bad at math, but it HAS been proven more than once that Yakko's actually pretty damn good at math, to where he even impressed an entire hall of mathematicians enough to where they gave him a standing O.

(Source: Super Strong Warner siblings, and to save you time, just type that into the search bar on my dash, and you'll see what I'm talking about.)

If the bad at math thing turns out to be true, I offer you this: It's only certain types of math he's bad at, much like any other person on the planet can relate to. Take me as an example. My mathematic expertise is in algebra, but put me in geometry or business math, and I'm lost.

Anyway, back to the sketch.

As Yakko prepares to take his own turn at the high dive, we hear Dot confirming what we knew all along.

Yakko obviously wins, and it's Dot's turn, this time in equestrian.

And we get THIS typical sibling banter, with Wakko firing shots at Yakko's World.

And the fact that the songs playing in the background while he does so doesn't hurt either.

Another side note: based off my personal experience, the reason Yakko's is more popular is because we only needed to know the state capitals back in elementary school, whereas in high school we were constantly having to memorize different countries of the world depending on what region we were studying.

And if I'm being honest? Of the two, all I remember is the first verse of Wakko's America, all the way up to Nashville. Which is no one's fault, other than my own for having a crappy memory.

Anyway, they all watch as Dot gets ready to take her turn with a donkey, which turns into a pegasus right before the judge's eyes, and we see THIS.

With a horse like that, it's no wonder she wins, and then it's Wakko's turn.

The event? Ping Pong!

Which Wakko wins in a technicality that states he can in fact eat the ping pong balls and spit them back out.

That's when Nils gets really fired up, and declares he's done going easy on them.

Next up is volleyball, where all three of them are working together, and I just want to take a moment here to show you the brilliance of Yakko Warner's athletic ability.

I don't want to hear one word about toon physics, okay? Even with it, it still has to take a lot of practicing and precision to be able to not only jump that high, but to somersault as you're spiking the ball, and land perfectly on top of the net.

You can't change my mind.

After that comes the discus throw, with Dot taking the lead.

Regardless of how far it went, or toon physics, you can still appreciate how she's strong enough to throw something as heavy as a discus like it's a Frisbee.

And it looks like Yakko and Wakko agree, because we see them do THIS.

[astrologista]

All the fic asks, if you dare

aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa ha ha ha ha ha ha

1. approximately how many fics would you say you read in a year?

at least 30 (70 if skimming counts)

2. approximately how many fics would you say you write in a year?

1 or 2 (5-7 if drabbles count)

3. what’s one character that you write in fics or rp that has changed your life, one that you couldn’t do without?

timothy drake :)

4. what’s your favorite au premise?

i love domestic and deaging!aus very near and dear to my heart. or aus where some character(s) never died.

5. what’s the optimal wordcount for a fic? (it, of course, depends. but what do you like?)

i wanna say 10k

6. describe a fic that has or would bring you to tears. links appreciated.

https://archiveofourown.org/works/30902738

7. describe a fic that has or would make you smile very hard and bury your face into your pillow / potentially scream a little bit. links appreciated.

any fic that features bruce wayne having vague well-meaning but overprotective tendencies tends to do this to me in spades lol

8. what kind of fic do you like to read at 3am? be as specific as you dare…

horror stories... >:) i like to be scared sometimes

9. what’s a fic you’ve thought of while you were drifting off to sleep?

lately i've been high on the whole somebody-wants-to-prove-theirself-so-they-run-off-and-get-into-a-dangerous-situation-whilst-trying-to-prove-theirself-necessitating-their-caretaker-and-or-boss-to-come-and-save-them trope. i think last night it was apollo justice lol.

10. what’s a huge fic project that you’ve always wanted to work on but never can find the time?

a series of fics sort of chronicling different stages in tim drake's time with the robin mantle and how he grew and changed. for flavor, a grander overarching plot involving tims from different universes working together.

11. what’s a fic you’ve thought of while showering/bathing?

something iddy probably, or i forgot :o

12. what’s your go-to plot bunny and/or trope when you’re daydreaming?

some form of domestic au!

13. make up a fic title for a brand new fic you’ve never thought of before.

"monstrous moonshine" <- this is a real term in advanced math, google it. never found a good place to use it but i would love to

14. tell us about a fanon misconception that often shows up in fic about one of your favorite characters, and why it’s completely wrong

tim drake does NOT cry easily. he's more likely to hide his emotions than not. although fics where he cries can be done really well. i don't think stress or pain alone would be enough to make him cry though, he is pretty tough. i just think too many fics portray him as a wilting lily when he so is not.

15. do you experience synesthesia when you write? what about when you read?

i get a very detailed mental image almost like a movie in my head whenever i read or write anything that i halfway care about. if it's something i'm required to read or write, then i don't get any image of it and usually retain nothing lol

16. have you ever written something fluffy that made you feel happy, then pulled back because you didn’t want to get comments about writing something ooc? any other situations similar to this come up?

yes, i do like to write a lot of deaging! fic for myself. it's a comfort thing. but, i keep most of it to myself not because i think it's bad writing but because i would rather avoid any kind of comments on it, good or bad. maybe i'll post some of it someday with comments disabled, lol.

17. if a 12 or 13 y/o approached you for advice on starting to write and publish fanfiction (whether for personal enjoyment or in a friendly, age-appropriate public/internet space), what would you teach them?

not worry so much about spelling and grammar. things like that are easily improvable later on and it can be really paralyzing when you're jumping in and proofreading manically. also you don't necessarily need your work to be beta read to post it, there's no rule about that anywhere.

18. what’s a very small headcanon that you have that could easily be a novel-length fic if you had the time?

idk i just want to see other people's answers to this

19. who’s that character and what is a specific canon moment for that character that you can talk about for centuries and just never ever get tired of it?

that moment in ace attorney dual destinies (which is admittedly a horrible game otherwise) where apollo mimicked kristoph gavin on the stand. WHAT WAS THAT. WHAT THE FUCK.

20. have you tried to get people in your life on board with your fanfiction or is it all super secret because they’d never understand?

no never. and never will lmao.

21. hurt/comfort specific: have you ever written a hurt/comfort fic that reflected something that you have personally been through in your life?

i've not written any specific moments into my fics but the wip i'm writing now has had me drawing on interactions i've had with certain narcissists in the past

[mrs-dynamight]

Be Nice To Me 5

Part 4.

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Pairing: Katsuki Bakugou x fem!Reader, Denki Kaminari x fem!Reader

Warnings: Eventual mature content, angst, hurt/comfort, love triangle, the reader is lowkey toxic, everything will be adressed in every episode (:

Chapter warning: Swearing, steamy make out session (borderline porn but not really), mentions of other couples form 1A

Chapter: 5/?

Synopsis: You're in love with your best friend Bakugou, and you're cofessing to him but things get a lot more complicated when Denki starts to treat you different *wink wink*

Word count: 3.9k

Author's note: This is sooo long, but I loved writing it, I deeply suggest you listen to the song of the title (here). I'm honestly living my coming-of-age indie kid fantasy with this chapter, as always any suggestion is welcomed.

Chapter 5 First Day of my Life- Bright Eyes

Thank to every single Deity that my weekend was packed with internship work so I didn’t have a minute to think about the emotions bubbling up in my heart and my mind, I came to my room exhausted and directly to sleep.

I didn’t talk to any of my friends that weekend, I had a couple of texts from the groupchats, in one of them there were unresolved questions about my date with Katsuki, and on the other one were the flashes for the Fridays gig and good luck wishes to Bakugo who was going to leave the morning after the show, so they planned a goodbye party in the dorms after the gig, Aizawa surprisingly agreed but under any circumstances we were allowed to having alcohol or any other illicit activity inside the UA facilities, not like that could’ve stopped my favourite trio of dumbasses, Mina, Denki and Sero were already planning on smuggle some liquor to the dorms, that was going to be one epic night.

Monday morning finally came, and as much I would love to just spend the day in my bed sleeping and watching Tiktok I needed education, my muscles were sore of the whole weekend roaming the city with Mirko, who seemed unable to getting tired, but I stilled reunited the forces to get dressed, brush my teeth and tried to look like a decent human being, emphasis in the tried part.

As I climbed down the stairs to the common room for a bite of whatever was in the fridge, I saw a beautiful ash blonde guy drinking his usual morning juice with protein powder.

-Morning Draw, you look like shit-

-Well you look handsome as ever ‘Tsuki, thanks for the kind words of the day, you know how to make a woman start the week in the best way possible- I replied while heading to the kitchen

-But seriously what is that Bunny forcing you to do on weekends? Crack? -

I didn’t reply but instead I just blowed him a kiss and start munching on a toast with excessive amount of jam, Tsuyu and Ochako were eating cereal next to Deku, the three of them saw my whole interaction with Katsuki with those weird eyes that just screamed “marry him already”, I told them I had to talk to them, and they all agreed that lunch time with Tenya and Shoto were the gossip time of choice, I waited for the girls to finish eating and we headed class.

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-YOU TWO FINALLY KISSED?!?- Ochako screamed with excitement

-Is he a good kisser? - Asked Deku pulling out his notebook in the “Kachaan” section

-How’s that relevant to the hero notebook? – I asked Deku

-Wait, isn’t he going to another country on Saturday? –

-Well yes Tenya, that’s the other thing I wanted to talk you guys about-

Then I started to explain the whole predicament of waiting for him and his words about that.

-Wow did he really said that having a girlfriend would be a distraction? - said Tsuyu with a concerned look on her face

I didn’t really thought about that harsh phrase, but it was Bakugo, right? He always says things that hurt other people’s feelings, that’s just him

-He sounded honest, but he shouldn’t have hurt your feelings like that-

-It didn’t hurt my feelings, Shoto, I’m used to him saying things like that all the time-

-That can’t be good Y/N, you can’t just get used to people hurting you, especially if you want to have a relationship, and a long-distance one, where things usually get a little tougher- Said Ochako

-I would consider wait for him to return Y/N, so that way you can both be clear about what you expect for each other- Deku said hiding his face in the Katsudon plate in front of him

I wanted to talk to them about what happened with Denki, but I was afraid they just said that I was overthinking, we’ve always been very close friends; but so were they, why was I so reluctant to talk about me and Denki? Maybe saying it out loud could somehow make it more real.

We finished our lunch and headed to class, the rest of the day went pretty neutral, as well as the rest of the week, but the thought of Bakugo leaving haunted me, he didn’t said or did anything special, we didn’t talked about our kiss or our lovely words, it was like it didn’t happen at all, we came back to being just friends. Denki was purposely avoiding me, I could notice it, anytime I wanted to talk to him he just made up some excuse and leave quickly, the rest of the Bakusquad was busy with the whole party preparations and the Dekusquad was as lovely as always, they told me a million times in that week that they will be there for me no matter what I choose to do; as for me, I was just as confused as Monday morning.

I didn’t wanna go to the party, or the gig, I just wanted to go to my room, listen to sad music, and feel pity for myself until I ceased to exist, but it was definitely off limits, I promised Denki I would go with him to the soundcheck, there was only this last one class, but I wasn’t really in the mood for maths, so I decided the best for me was head back to the dorms and stop thinking so much about everything, missing a class wouldn’t kill me.

When my life crumbles down there is only one thing in the whole world that could make me feel better, and that is loud music, so there I was, headphones to the max, airplane mode on, eyes closed and mouthing every word like a prayer, I felt like every lyric was washing away my worries and doubts, reassuring me that everything was (not) okay, I was so concentrated in my music I didn’t heard the knocking on my door, and didn’t heard a certain blonde calling my name, it was until I felt a big hand in my shoulder that I realized that Bakugo wasn’t in class either, but in my dorm room, with a worried face.

-Fucking dumbass, why aren’t you in class? You’re going to fail math, again-

-I wasn’t feeling like going to class- I said with a bit of guilt, it probably sounded like a lame ass excuse, but at least it was the truth

-Not feeling like going to class? What the fuck do you think this is, a game? Math is your worst subject and if you fail I won’t be here to tutoring you, you can’t fail-

He was worried, I could tell, he just turned every emotion in pure acidic rage, not like knowing this would make his words hurt less, I didn’t want to admit that the thought of being far from him made my heart ache and my eyes water, and it didn’t help the lack of contact of the week, I was looking forward to another one of his tender kisses, or any sign that what happened last Friday was real

-I’m hurt Katsuki, a week ago it seemed like you wanted to be with me, despite everything and this past days you were acting like nothing happened, I don’t know what to think or what to do, I don’t know what's going on with you, how are you feeling, you don’t say anything, you don’t do anything, you just hide your feelings away in your cocoon of rage-

-See, that is exactly why I didn’t want to kiss you in the first place, I knew it would only lead to problems, that’s the reason I didn’t want to tell you I liked you before going away, I knew you would react like this, I told you the truth, I can’t be your Boyfriend, I’m sorry if that hurts your feelings-

And surprisingly I found myself inside his big arms in a tight hug, his face hiding in the crook of my neck, I put my arms around his slim waist and we just stayed there for a solid ten minutes before breaking the contact.

-I don’t want this to hurt you Y/N, I can’t be with you right now, I can’t give you what you need, and as I told you the other night, I don’t want you wasting your time waiting for me-

-I don’t wanna let you go ‘Tsuki- I said with tears in my eyes

-You won’t, think it like this, if this is meant to be, and I know it is, when we see each other again, in a better place, in a better time, it will happen. I don’t know where or when, but I promise you we will be together, but please don’t throw your life away waiting for me-

- That sounded as if we were breaking up-

-We aren’t, this is only the beginning, I promise-

I was being selfish, it was obvious that this was also hurting him, he was being mature and caring, thinking about what was good for the both of us, before the things we wanted, maybe he was right, this was meant to be, just not right now, right person wrong time troupe right, but with a happy ending, right?

That was one of the most bittersweets moments in my life, I was happy to know that Bakugo thought about us as endgame, just like I did, we were still young, we had plenty of time, all the time in the world, I shouldn’t have worried about his feelings, he told me I should never doubt that he liked me, and I was willing to make that compromise.

-Let’s have a good time tonight, ‘Tsuki, for what I know, tomorrow you could be kissing some European woman and forgetting our promise-

-You get jealous that easy, Draw? Already afraid you’d lose me, huh? - He said with a smirk on his face and getting closer to me

I swallowed with nervousness, but I didn’t break the visual contact

-Aren’t you afraid I fall for another guy in the meanwhile? -

-You’ll have to find someone better than me first, and we both know there isn’t such thing, and besides that, you’re not mine, I don’t owe you, I only own the feelings you have for me, and as long as those exist I’ll do everything to be with you. So, that’s a no, I don’t care about any other guy- He said with his lips softly brushing against mines -But right now, I want to be the only thing in your mind- And saying those words he kissed me.

He wasn’t being gentle like the last time we kissed, there was a hunger, a neediness within his kiss, he wasn’t being rough tho, but I could feel the burning intensity in his movements. He pulled apart and looked into my eyes for any sign of discomfort, but when he met my half lidded gaze filled with love, he slammed his lips against mines one more time, his tongue brushed my lips asking for consent to enter my mouth, to which I responded opening it just enough for him to start moving it, massaging it with my own with a rhythmic pace, his hands travelled down to my hips, it seemed like he wasn’t nervous at all, but I on the contrary was almost shaking, we broke the heated kiss with flushy cheeks and sweaty hands, I looked into his eyes and I could see the lust behind his crimson irises. A million questions started bubbling in my mind, does this means he want to have sex with me? Right here and now? He must have noticed the concerned look in my face because his next words were

-Hey, I didn’t mean to make you uncomfortable, sorry if it was too much-

-It wasn’t, it’s just I’ve never, I mean I haven’t… have you? – I asked with an obvious blush on my cheeks

-Just once, it wasn’t bad, but I figured out it could have been better if it was with someone I loved, like you. We don’t have to do anything tho, I just wanted to kiss you-

A strange relief passed my body, he didn’t want me to give myself to him in this exact moment, and I was glad for it, as much as I loved him I felt like this wasn’t the right moment for it, but I still wanted to do other things with him, I mean, this was his last day in the UA, and my first time making out with somebody, we still had a few of hours before the soundcheck. I lead him to my bed and pushed him into it so he could be sitting.

-Y/N are you sure you want to do this? – He wanted to be sure that there was no pressure in doing anything I didn’t want to

-We don’t have to go all the way in, I just want to make sure you feel loved and have fun on your last day, and besides, we already missed math class- And just as this last words escaped my lips I sat in his lap and started kissing his cheekbones softly, his hands went from his sides to my hips as he started to plant open mouth kisses in my neck, sending a shiver down my spine.

-And what about you? You want to feel loved too? – He said against my ear, nibbing at the lobe, I nodded softly, closing my eyes and giving myself in to the feeling of his strong hands in my body, his raspy voice in my ear and the feeling of his lust between my legs.

Our heated make out session made me forgot everything I had in my mind, I was only focused in Bakugo, I couldn’t even began to explain how loved he was making me feel in that moment.

-I have to go packing, but I really like your lips, see my problem here? – He said with a sigh, after a while -I’m actually not in the mood for a party tonight, I would rather having a good night of sleep-

-You’re so boring ‘Tsuki, you sound like an old man with two divorces who is starting to get bald-

-‘Tch, would you rather seeing me drunk and staying up late and doing dumb shit I’ll regret about when I sober up like the rest of those losers? –

-Yes! Only this one time, before you have to go away, let’s get drunk and watch the sunrise, then I could go on with my life in peace-

- Ugh and being hungover in a 7-hour fly? Really, that is your idea of a last night with me? –

I tried to make the best puppy eyes I could as I just said “pretty please” in the most dramatic way possible.

-UGH fine, but don’t you forget that you owe me something for being a fucking loser in Mario Kart-

-Anything for you ‘Tsuki- I said while planting a kiss on his cheek

With a smirk on his face he told me he would tell me what he wanted right before leaving, and I was okay with that, we said goodbye with one last kiss and he went to his dorm room to finish packing. Then I remembered I had my phone on Airplane mode, as I deactivated it I saw a bunch of unread messages, most of them were from my concerned friends asking if I were okay, I answered in the dekusquad groupchat that everything was fine, and immediately they began asking questions about Bakugo and me being both missing math class, I replied a single smiling emoji and they knew we were together. Denki messaged me about ten minutes ago “Hey Y/N I can’t wait for you to come to the soundcheck with me” followed by a cursed image of someone T-posing on top of a drumset, I couldn’t help but laugh, and I replied with an even more cursed image.

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I was in Denkis car, Katy Perry blasting through the speakers and Denki and I having a carpool karaoke singing Last Friday Night like our life depended on it, it felt like he hasn’t being avoiding me all week, there we were laughing and having a good time. The soundcheck was actually really funny, Jirou who is usually very quiet was obviously the leader, giving orders here and there, I wasn’t completely alone while the band was getting ready to perform, Momo was an official member of the band but she didn’t continue playing with them, but she never missed one of Jirous’ performances, they were obviously very much in love, I couldn’t help to notice the way she looked at Jirou the whole time, and I wondered if that was the same way I looked at Bakugo, I remembered the words that Tsuyu said to me, does everyone knew I was in love with Denki?...

Shit, my mind pictured Denki when my train of though was about Bakugo; it probably were because I was watching Denki plugging his guitar and waving at me at that exact same moment, or did I really thought of Denki when I was thinking about love? A feel of guilt started to build in my heart, just a few hours ago I was making out with Bakugo, and now I was watching Denki going different directions with cables and amplifiers and I couldn’t help but feel like I was in love with him. Momo probably noticed my worried expression because she asked me if everything was right, I just had to lie and tell her that I was okay when in reality I was panicking, I excused myself and went to the bathroom to splash some cold water in my face like the actresses do in every movie to calm themselves down, and apparently it worked, so with more confidence I walked out of the bathroom. When I came back to the table Momo and I were sharing I noticed that people were starting to arrive, I sat next to Momo again and tried to have a casual conversation about school, training, internships and just normal student stuff when I felt a well-known pair of hands covering my eyes.

-Hi Denki- I said as I chucked

-How did you knew it was me? – He genuinely asked

-How couldn’t I? -

-Hey Kaminari, we’re starting in ten- Said Jirou planting a kiss in her girlfriends’ lips

Bakugo arrived just in that exact same moment, I almost forgot he was also going to perform, I didn’t know how to act with other people around us, I wanted to kiss him, but I also didn’t want Denki to see it, I couldn’t help but feel like an awful person for my last thought.

-Hey Draw, long time no see you- Said Bakugo like his tongue wasn’t on my throat a few hours ago

I flipped him off with a smile and blowed him a kiss and continued talking with Denki about who would win in a fight between a bear and a shark, we were currently discussing how long the bear could hold his breath, I turned my head to look at Bakugo and he was already staring at us with the saddest expression I’ve ever seen, and as he noticed my eyes on him he changed it to his usual annoyed one

-You two are the dumbest persons I know- He said, giving us one of his angry looks

-Guys, we’re up- Said Tokoyami grabbing his guitar pick and heading to the stage

-Break a leg guys! - Said Momo giving Jirou one last good luck kiss

Bakugo winked an eye to me and went to the stage without saying anything, my eyes followed his figure to the stage when a sudden voice in my ear made me jump a little bit

-Keep your eyes on me- Whispered Denki in my ear before planting a kiss on my cheek

They started the show, the powerful voice of Jirou quickly caught everyone’s attention, they gotten better over the years, you could tell they were in their prime, usually my eyes were always fixed in the blonde drummer, but tonight they were mesmerized with Denkis fingers skilfully playing with his guitar chords, pearls of sweat in his forehead, a big smile on his face, and golden eyes all over me, he looked perfect.

Suddenly I began to notice everything the boy did, every time his voice intertwined with Jirous’ for a perfect harmony, every movement looked so natural and… sexy? I didn’t noticed I was holding my breath until I heard Shotos’ voice next to me, trying to be heard over the noise coming from stage

-Sorry we’re late, Tenya got lost-

I heard it, but my mind was somewhere else, it was in Denkis’ Kaminari palm. It was almost an hour of absolute bliss, without a single thought crossing my mind just the image of the boy in front of me. I heard the last song of their setlist and prepared for the usual announcement of the end of the show but instead they all waved and came down from stage, all except one, Denkis’ voice was a little shaky when he spoke on the microphone:

-Hi everybody! Thank you so much for coming today, hope you’re doing alright, now we don’t usually do this, but you’ll see, tonight is a very special night, the last one for a while because we’re going to be drummerless tomorrow morning, sooo anyways, I would like to sing a very special song for a very special someone who is here with us tonight, she’s just everything to me, Y/N this is for you-

I felt like I was on fire, the rush of blood went straight to my cheeks, I was suddenly shaking with nervousness, my palms were sweating and I swore everyone could hear my heartbeat, I didn’t wanted to look away from Denki, but I could feel my friends eyes on me. Was this actually happening? The first chords of Denkis’ acoustic guitar confirmed that it wasn’t a dream, his soft voice drowned every other sound, suddenly everything else went dark, it was only the two of us. I paid attention to the words he was saying, he was pouring his heart out, in front of everyone, for me

"Yours was the first face that I saw

I think I was blind before I met you"

This was a love song; Denki was telling me he loved me with every syllable coming out of his mouth and every note from his guitar

"And so I thought I'd let you know

Yeah, these things take forever, I especially am slow

But I realized that I need you

And I wondered if I could come home"

It was perfect, I couldn’t help but tearing up, nobody has ever done something remotely as romantic as this, he sounded so sincere, so drunk with affection, he was obviously nervous, but his eyes were fixed on me

"I'm glad I didn't die before I met you

But now I don't care, I could go anywhere with you

And I'd probably be happy

So if you wanna be with me

With these things there's no telling

We just have to wait and see

But I'd rather be working for a paycheck

Than waiting to win the lottery.

Besides, maybe this time is different

I mean, I really think you like me."

The last strumming of his guitar vanished in the air, and suddenly everything went back to normal, the people around us, the noises, the shocked faces in my friends faces, and the absence of Bakugo.

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Wowowow this was an emotional rollercoster, but what can I say I love drama, thanks to @warrior-princess1 for proof-reading this

Taglist: @mikasalt

[randomperson46]

Not in Kansas anymore

(A/n)Okay so I wrote a little thing, and I basically want to be the mammon angst fic I need to see in the world. Its a little over 1k and I can tell it's gonna be so many parts. And I put some headcannons I liked, like when the brothers are in demon form with their auras flairing, they have a distinct scent. If yall want a separate list of my headcannons I'll be using for this, I'll do it

Mammon Angst - with his brothers

Mammon x Gender Neutral MC

Warnings: Mentions of abuse, and the typical mammon name calling

Part 1 • Part 2 • Part 3 • Part 4 • Part 5

"Mams deep breathes please" you rub Mammon's shoulder for the umpteenth time. The two of you were trying to study for a math test coming up, and if he failed it you were sure Lucifer would dish up something that would make Solomon cringe.

"What's the worst Lucifer gonna do if you fail?" You asked him gently.

"Worst? Probably locking me up with Cerberus after telling him I'm his new toy, that sucked, or maybe it'll be a few lashings and no dinner," Mammons lost went on and on. You're face just fell, slightly horrified. "HEY, what's that face for?," Mammon looked nervous "Hey, it's not like he's gonna make me eat Solomon's cooking for a week, that would be an actual punishment." He grabs your hand, "Don't worry about me Treasure, it'll be fine, as soon as I figure this out."

You nod and turn back to the problem. Mammon seemed to struggle with every subject. Its not that he's dumb or anything, arguably Mammon is quite smart, just certain things don't click for him.

"Okay, let's start simple, 234 × 567 -"

"How is that simple?" Mammon whines.

The scent of freshly cracked leather fills the room, Mammon eyes the door warily.

"WHERE IS IT YOU SCUMBAG!" Levi roars as he slams open the door to Mammon's room. Already in demon form you can tell he's seeing red.

"Levi buddy let's calm down, where is what?" Mammon slowly gets up and places himself between you and Levi.

"MY LIMITED EDITION RURI-CHAN SHOVEL, YOURE THE ONLY ONE WHO WOULD HAVE TAKEN IT!" Levi jumped forward, and Mammon brushed him off.

"I don't have a use for a shovel? Why would I take it." Mammon spoke softly.

"I don't know, to sell it probably, you're the only one who would have taken it today." Levi, still seething, seemed to be a bit calmer.

"I've been studying all day, I did-"

"HA AS IF LOLOLOL I BET YOU HID IT HERE HUH?" Levi, as if the fire inside had been rekindled, he turned towards Mammons car, claws out and dug his nails into the paint job.

You felt it, a familiar aura, yet unfamiliar at the same time, the sent of Macha fills your nose. You look up, tiny black horns start to peak out of Mammon's hair, his fist clenched. He was holding back?

"Um Levi, me and Mammon were studying all day, we still are." You pipe up, still behind Mammon.

The scent of Macha was overwhelming now, and it seemed to make Levi nervous. He stopped trashing the car and watched the doorway expectantly. He changed out of his demon form and looked from his hands, fidgeting with his fingers to the doorway.

"Levi I think it's time for you to leave, go look for your shovel elsewhere." Mammons voice was low and hard.

"My what?" Levi turns to face Mammon, "Oh! Right." His eyes widened and he looks back towards his hands.

Satan was standing in the doorway now, you're not sure when he got there. Levi was the first of the two brothers to notice, and he did so with a yelp. Mammon never moved, he faced Levi's direction, head down, fist clenched.

All it took was one look and Satan had a good idea of what happened. "Levi I think you should leave, MC can you tell me what happened?" Levi walked out of the room, and the attention was turned to you. Mammon hasn't moved from his spot. You rub his back as you turn to Satan.

"Me and Mammon were studying, then Levi busted in saying  how something ruri has gone missing and accused Mammon, but me and Mammon have been studying for this math test all day! So it literally couldn't have been him!"

"Are you sure?"

"Excuse me?"

"I'm just asking if Mammon was with you the whole day."

"YES. He was. I just said that Satan."

"Don't get snappy with me, I'm not the one trying to study with a money hungry idiot."

"Leave." Mammon spoke up, slowly walking over too his car.

"What?" Satan did a double take, his older brother still hasn't looked at him. Mammom slowly brung a black tarp over his car and sunk into the ground next to the wheel.

"Upset Karma finally got you? Steal and sell everything of ours but when it happens to you, you act like this. I'm suprised it took this long for something to happen to it. You're being pathetic. This was bound to happen." Satan spoke almost proud to see his older brother crumble.

"Satan he asked you to leave, I would appreciate it if you respected his wishes." It was your turn to protect him, you moved to stand between Satan and Mammon.

"I didn't know you were attracted to scumbags MC." Satan quipped 

"If I was I'd be head over heels for you Lucifer

2.0" You jabbed, you hoped this knife fight of words was almost over.  But it seemed you just caused more problems. The Macha scent filled your nose once again, and you look up, Satan's demon form is out.

"What did you call me? I am nothing like Lucifer!" Satan roars, he starts to charge in your direction. The floor rumbles beneath your feet, then you're floating, everything feels as though it is moving slow motion but your eyes haven't focused in on the world around you. You can feel strong arms around you, and wind whipping past you... wait... you focus you're eyes, and realize you're falling.

Mammon has a nice hold on you, pushing you directly into his chest. Not exactly a bad thing. But one glance at Mammons wings was all it took. They couldn't possibly hold the both of you right?

While you were thrashing, and stopping, every few seconds, Mammon held you close. He had to get you away from Satan. The best place to hide would be the garden. Satan loved it too much to even think about looking in its direction while raging. He's not sure why you did that, it was stupid, but at the same time he's grateful you did. His human, his strong, and awesome human. He would never give you up.

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I hope this isn't a weird question but what are your grades like?? Do you have any tips for studying and getting work done?? I can't seem to focus on anything 😭

ajhdsFd um i always work my hardest in all my courses bc im like that 😭😭 i've had straight A's for years but umm im a tryhard

a few tips? okay um lemme think about that for a sec. this is also something i struggle with because attention span = does not exist. (sorry if these are completely useless lmfao)

um also this got to almost 1k words so TL;DR: just put away distractions and do it. it's not as hard as you think. and learn to associate good emotions with homework - procrastinating is in fact a mental blockage but you can overcome it !!

1. make yourself interested in the subject. this is key. this will help you remember things and want to learn things. how can you get yourself interested? - if it's a science/history type of subject DEFINITELY try to find a case example instead of just trying to memorize facts. youtube videos help with this in some cases. learn about one specific thing in the area, and it will be easier to relate other concepts to that. - if it's more process related than fact related - for instance, doing math, find something you like about it. something that's the same every time. and enjoy doing that. that's why i love doing trig n stuff - i like putting in the cos and sin and stuff i love how that's always the same. or like - i like the satisfaction of completing a question. - if it's writing !! make it related to something you like!! you might not always have much freedom, but writing about something you have a lot of interest/knowledge about is vastly easier. if you have to write an essay on the effect of pollution on the environment or something, you should do a lot of pre-research so that you're not constantly going between websites and you have more time to just let your thoughts flow. it's much more fun that way.

2. get rid of distractions. BESTIE I KNOW. I DON'T WANNA PUT MY PHONE ON THE OTHER SIDE OF THE ROOM EITHER. I DON'T WANNA STOP OPENING TUMBLR. but it's so important. - stay 'mindful.' i hate that phrase as much as anyone but it's important to be present in the moment and aware where your time is going. - don't feel guilty about missing things. it can't be helped. everyone misses things. you don't have to be there for every second of everything. you sleep, sometimes, right? and you miss things while you sleep? sleep is important, sleep helps you get through your day and make progress in life (more on that later). so if you can take a break from social media to sleep, you also can take one for doing homework. - ok ok this is the best thing ever. i saw it in a lifehacks video and i'm in love with it LMAO. if you insist on having your phone near you - PUT A WATER BOTTLE ON TOP OF IT. rest that mf on top of your screen so when you go to look at your phone at LEAST YOU'RE GETTING HYDRATED AMIRIGHT?!?!?

3. just do it. okay, you deserve breaks, you deserve to rest. but sometimes you're just putting it off with every excuse you have even though you know once you start you'll be fine. so how do you get yourself to start?? - as mentioned, you gotta put those distractions away. it's not gonna happen if you're still sitting there on tik tok. if you have to - (this is what i sometimes do) delete the apps that are distracting you. - look at the assignment. even if you feel like you can't work right now, or like you can't focus, just set a little goal for yourself. read the assignment and do the first question. review the notes. break it up. sometimes all you need is to complete your first little goal, and then you're like -- ah, doing a little more won't hurt.

4. take care of yourself. HONEY IDC WHETHER YOU HOT THE BEST GRADES OR THE WORST. YOU HAVE TO SLEEP AND EAT. prioritize taking care of yourself and doing what you need. - i know how fun it is to stay up and how good it feels to be sleep deprived/hj but it SERIOUSLY makes it so hard to get anything done if your mind needs sleep. humans did not invent sleep to impair your schedule. humans invented schedules to impair sleep. -sara 2021 - you got this. don't compare yourself to others. your best is always enough. pushing yourself is good for growth but right now, if getting a single assignment done feels that intimidating, then maybe that is all you can do today. it's about building habits of being able to work hard and if you are out of the loop that i understand how hard it is to get back in again.

okay so um i kinda just . sorry i didn't mean to go on that long. i doubt any of that is helpful.

i sound like a wikihow article wtf. anyways happy studying. i love you for asking me this even though i know you were probably looking for, like, a few tips. i just :( school important kyds