#probably too much to ask tbh! but like! I'm so tired! of being second fiddle to everyone!
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Me: hey mom can you not make your anxieties my problem? I'll encourage you to talk to others and help you reach out however you want, but I can't be the one to help you, it stresses me out and given my childhood it's upsetting.
Mom: doesn't stop, keeps going "what if this happens, what if that happens?"
Me: answers her questions and says "I don't know though, that's just in the hypothetical you came up with" *leaves bc I'm stressed out about having to deal with her anxieties Again*
Mom: keeps! Going! Even when I turn up the TV to drown her out!
Me: can you please stop, it's really upsetting when you violate my boundaries like that.
Mom: what? I was not!
Me: you were! You were yelling so that i-
Mom: I wasn't yelling! You were just across the house so I wanted to make sure you could hear me.
Me: yeah! And you were talking about your anxieties! That I've asked you to not talk about with me!
Mom: I wasn't making it you deal with my anxieties! I'm just loud.
Me: reminds her that she JUST said she was raising her voice so I could hear her while she was talking about her anxieties.
Mom: *babbles in backtracking*
#dragontalk#personal#it's like. oh. am i not patentified mom???? am i not????????#am I really really not???????#are you SURE cause apparently you don't even realize when you're still talking to me!#about something I've made it very clear I have no interest in discussing with you!#I'll continue to be your caretaker but like. I'm being paid to help you physically not mentally#the fuckiny website even says you're not being paid to have conversations with your recipient.#so like! STILL doing the job! that I'm being paid for! i just have no more patience for the fucking dynamics of this relationship like#i just want someone who sees me and my needs as a priority. who I actually like and think is neat. and who gets me.#probably too much to ask tbh! but like! I'm so tired! of being second fiddle to everyone!#either treat me like a person At Least or gtfo#I'm not your therapist I'm not your shitty shoulder to cry on I'm not your manic pixie dream nerd I'm not your white mommy I'm NOT#yes this rant expanded from Mother to various people who I've served emotionaly. what of it. i have issues gdi.
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Making Queen members flower crowns would include
Pairing: Queen members x reader
Word count: (altogether) 1800+
Warnings: some sickening fluff, oh and swearing but thatâs a standard, some slightly suggestive themes in johnâs (implied sex) but nothing accually happens except a kiss
A/N: Hello you beautiful people! Iâm back (donât get used to that tho lol) I thought of this two years ago when i first saw Bohemian Rhapsody (SO 2 FUCKING YEARS AGO). Freddieâs is gender neutral. I tried to add a âkeep readingâ button but Iâm not sure it works tbh because this hell of a side never cooperates.
Please keep in mind that English is not my first language.
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Brian May
You were laying on Brian's lap, the sun hitting your face pleasantly. This week the weather was nice and warm, which was something extremely unusual in England, so the two of you decided to head out to the country and have a little picnic.
After what felt like hours spent in the car ("Brian, for Christ's sake, would you open the bloody window, I can't breathe!" and "Bri, I love you, but if we don't get there in five minutes, I'm going to murder you, I swear") you finally found a nice clearing, where you could relax and forget about the stresses of city life.
Brian put down a blanket on the grass, near a small stream that flew through the forest. He brought the bag with food and drinks (you didn't have a basket, so you had to improvise).Â
You quickly put some sunscreen on your face and laid down, keeping your head propped on Brian's lap. He put a hat over his face and fell asleep, his chest rising steadily.Â
After some time (that fucking wasp didn't let you sit in one place), you stood up and noticed many beautiful flowers, growing on a nearby bush. You got lost in picking up the most beautiful ones, admiring each one carefully. When you got enough, you sat back down and started tying the stems together.
Suddenly you got an idea. Careful not to wake him up, you began sticking the flowers in Brian's dark curls.Â
Your now decorated boyfriend woke up and stretched, not noticing the colourful addition to his hair. This made you chuckle softly, but you decided to see how long it would take him to realize.
+"What is it, babe? Do I have something on my face?"
"No, Bri, I just remembered a funny joke, that's all."
"Oh tell me, then."
"Whatâs the difference between a lawnmower and an electric guitar?"
"Hm?"
"You can tune a lawnmower!"
You both enjoyed the rest of the day swimming in the stream, sunbathing and eating the snack you brought. And Brian somehow still didn't notice.
Until it was time for you to get home.
You got in the car ("Open the window now, it's like in the oven in here!") and Brian looked into the rear-view mirror.
+"Hey, (Y/N), what the fuck is that? I love it."
Roger Taylor
So honestly it would probably happen during one of his concerts.
You were backstage watching the show, enjoying every second of it. Freddie was in the middle of shouting some (very inappropriate) compliments to Brian's ass, slapping his buttcheeks. The crowd immediately went wild hundreds of fans screamed in unison. You chuckled under your breath, flashing a white smile at your beloved boyfriend Roger and his bandmates. You felt an arm wrap around your shoulders. Surprised, you turned around, your eyes meeting Mary's.
+"What's up, kiddo?" she smirked and patted your back.
"Oh, nothing much. Just Freddie being Freddie," you replied, making both of you erupt with laughter.
Suddenly you felt a familiar feeling form in the pit of your stomach. Out of nowhere, your hands became shaky, your breath shallow and quick. Feeling like you need some fresh air, you excused yourself.
+"Are you sure you're okay, (Y/N)?" Mary watched you carefully, her hand supporting you in case you fainted.
"Yes, Mary, I just need some fresh air. I'm extremely tired, and I haven't eaten anything since this morning" you reassured your friend. "I'm just gonna sit outside for a while."
"Do you want me to come with you?" she asked, still not convinced about your well-being.
"Yes, I wouldn't want to spoil the gig for you. I'll be back before you know it" you squeezed her hand and, after promising her to be careful, you headed outside.
You took a walk alongside the small patch of lawn beside the exit. After taking a couple of deep breaths, you noticed some daisies grow in the green grass. Without thinking much, you sat down and started picking them up and tying their stems together.
Your fingers worked quickly, making a beautiful flower crown, mindlessly.
Meanwhile, on stage, the boys were singing She makes me - a song that reminded Roger of you. He quickly glanced to his right, expecting to see your beautiful figure standing with Mary. But, much to his surprise, he couldn't see you anywhere. It was no secret that his eyesight was shit but, bloody hell, it wasn't that bad. His blue eyes were searching for you, frantically.
When the song ended, he quickly motioned to Freddie to take a quick break, while he went to check up on you. He practically sprinted to Mary, almost knocking down his drumkit and John.
+"You dumb fuck, watch where you're going, Rog!"
Usually, Roger would reply with some snarky comment, but at that moment he really didn't care. When he reached Mary, he didn't even need to ask her about you.Â
+"She's outside. Needed some fresh air" the girl shooked her head towards the exit.Â
Roger quickly walked outside, knowing that he couldn't stall the audience for too long. But at the same time, he must have made sure you were all right. Â
He got out of the building and searched for you. He spotted to sitting on a small patch of grass, holding a pretty flower crown in your hands. His heart ached at this sight.Â
+"Hello, love" he whispered, kneeling next to you. "Are you all right?"
"Yes, I am, Rog" you kissed his cheek. "I just felt a bit off, that's all."Â
You felt your boyfriend press a kiss to your hair. You smiled at the feeling, leaning into his touch.Â
You finally placed the finished flower crown on his head, brushing away loose strands of sweaty hair from his face, your hand gently brushing his temple. He took your tiny hands in his and kissed your fingers.
+"Do you wanna go back in there, sweetheart?" he asked sweetly, looking deeply into your eyes.
You nodded and pecked his lips, "Of course, Rog, I wouldn't want to miss any more of your show."
He smiled and lead you inside, placing his hand on the small of your back. You returned to Mary and wished your boyfriend good luck.Â
Roger kept the flowers on his head throughout the whole gig, sending you a dashing smile and winking at you every now and again.
I just think Roger would look sososo pretty in a flower crown.
John Deacon
It was a lovely afternoon in London. You and your fiancé John decided to take a walk after the whole day in the studio, recording songs.
Taking a walk in a nearby park was a great way to destress and release the tension accumulated during the day. It was something John realized pretty early on in your relationship and took full advantage of it. He loved wandering along the pebbled pathways that swirled around beautiful trees and bushes full of colourful flowers. Being in the presence of nature made him feel at ease and helped him relax.
But the real reason why he enjoyed your walks so much was you. He adored seeing your face light up with joy when you saw a squirrel run up a branch of an old oak or when you spotted a particularly beautiful fish in the small pond. He could watch you pick up fallen leaves for ages and hear you talk to little kids in a playground, showing them the shiny rocks you collected along the way.
To be honest, he always dreamt about starting a family with you and seeing you get along with kids so well only increased that desire.
Often after a walk, he was in the moodâą, which, considering his shy nature, always took you by surprise.
Oh man, he just loved taking a walk in the park.
And today was no different.
You were walking hand in hand, admiring the blossoming flowers. Occasionally, you would stop and pick them up, making a small bouquet in the process. White daisies, pink clovers and blue forget-me-nots accumulated with every step you took.
John was telling you about the new idea he had for a song, kissing your cheek every now and again.
Listening to him, you started to fiddle with the flowers, tying them in knots. After a while ("And then, I think, we could include a gong, you know?") you were done with your creation.
You put the flowers on John's head and kissed his temple.
+"What's that, darling?" he asked you, surprised.
"Nothing, but I think you look sensational, my love" you replied, smiling innocently.
You felt John's hand bring you closer to him. He kissed you, entangling his long and incredibly skilled fingers in your hair. The kiss soon turned into more heated one.
+"I'll show you how sensational I really am, pretty girl."
Freddie Mercury
So with Freddie, it was probably at one of his parties.
He invited you along to have a drink with him and his bandmates.
You usually weren't the one for big and loud parties, but he kept asking you and you gave in.
+"Oh okay, Fred, I'll do it," you said after the twentieth time he had asked you.
"Fantastic, (Y/N)!" he exclaimed, loudly clapping his hands. "Just remember to wear a costume."
But you didn't really want to dress up in fancy dresses or costumes from different eras. Calling Mary, you asked her for advice and she told you to just wear some accessories.
So before the party, you went to a small flower shop and bought a small bouquet of purple lilacs. At home, you made a flower crown, hoping that dressing up as a nymph would be enough.
When you got to Freddie's house, you were greeted by a crowd of people in colourful skirts and suits with fashionable patterns. That's when you found Freddie, Roger, Brian and John, chilling on a couch with their dates.
+"Oh, (Y/N), you look marvellous, darling!" exclaimed Freddie dressed as a king, while he stood up to embrace you in a warm hug.
"Thank you, Fred, I made it myself" you smiled shyly.
You got some champagne and joined the conversation.
Suddenly, you felt a pat on your shoulder, and, when you turned around, you saw Freddie holding out a hand to you, asking you to dance with him. You gladly accepted and got up.Â
+"I really meant it, darling. You do look marvellous tonight" he whispered in your ear.
"Thank you, Freddie, you can have it if you'd like" you sent him a warm smile.
You took off his golden crown and set it aside. Gently taking off the flower crown from your head, you placed it on top of Fred's. He beamed at you and put his own crown on top of your head.
+"Now you rule here, darling."
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Heyo, can I get a bnha matchup? I'm a bisexual ENTP, but am mistaken as an introvert often due to being bad at social interaction and liking alone time. I talk a lot with people I'm comfortable with though. Sometimes I joke in serious situations. I don't worry that much and am carefree, though I can get randomly anxious sometimes. I'm a bit bad with emotions, but I've been told I can cheer people up because I'm optimistic. I'm a deep thinker and have been told a lot I'm smart.
Fnkdaofdnskao i really took a hot second with this one tbh đ„Ž but here u go!! Also, since there was no gender listed, i just went w they/them pronouns!! If u want smth different, then just hmu and i can change it!! Also, i am so sorry i made the second one as more of a scenario?? And it was...oof. yikes. Sorry. This has become my style. Scenarios disguised as matchups. Im a liarÂ
AS OF 05/25/2020 IM A LIAR ITS OUT TONIGHTTTT
#1 isâŠDenki!Â
okokokokok SO
Yâall meet during a training exercise!Â
Itâs something similar to USJ, except itâs across several different schools and classes
And yâall had to find a bunch of objectsÂ
So thereâs a mixed bundle of peopleÂ
Itâs a sort of competition
And everyone is sweating bulletsÂ
And honestly??
Youâre just vibin
And i mean this like, you donât really seem concerned.Â
Youâre just chilling while everyoneâs fighting, trying to find the best solution.Â
Naturally, youâre worried, too
But you know that itâs kinda useless to try and talk over Monoma and BakugouÂ
Now
Denkiâs staying pretty quiet, too.Â
While it looks like heâs just vibing, too, but honestly?Â
Heâs crazy nervousÂ
Because here are all these super talented heroes-to-be, he feels like heâs gonna be glossed overÂ
So as everyoneâs duking it out, the two of you are just kinda...hanging in there
Now the thing isÂ
You guys are avoiding eye contact.Â
Not in the sense of âoh my god, you atrocity to man,âÂ
But in the âtwo bros chilling in a hot tubâ way.Â
So as the entire thing is falling on its head
You look over and notice that heâs trying desperately to remain chill.Â
Heâs kinda fiddling with himself
And you nudge him a bitÂ
And as he turns to look at you, you may or may not be screaming âwhat the FUCK did I just do??????â in your head
But when he faces you, you just give him a thumbs upÂ
Like thatÂ
And heâs kinda at a lossÂ
But he takes it, and gives you a smile and a big olâ thumbs-up, too!!Â
Thereâs no interaction again, until he nudges youÂ
âDo you think theyâll come up with something?âÂ
You shrug.Â
âConsidering that the only brain cell in my class went to the Class Rep, and it doesnât look like these guys their class brain cell, I donât think so.âÂ
Denki pulls back a snort before wiping his smirk off his face.Â
âDo you think...we could try? On our own?âÂ
âMaybe.â You shrug again. âYouâre the shock quirk user, right?âÂ
Denki is stunned
Did someone remember him?Â
Woah
From here on out consider him whippedÂ
âYeah! Whatâs your quirk?âÂ
âCrystallian.âÂ
You watch his face go through a journey of emotions before settling on muffled confusion.Â
âWarping, basic elemental magic.â You play with some of your hair. âItâs all tied to a crystal I keep at home. If itâs safe, Iâm safe.âÂ
Denki nods.
He hadnât heard of quirks where they have a variety of unrelated usesÂ
But heâs there for it!!Â
You two begin to make your own plan to succeed in the exerciseÂ
And once yâall look over and realise that the arguing isnât going to change, thanks to Monoma egging Bakugou onÂ
Yâall dipÂ
And by that, I mean you warp him and yourself to the highest point in the buildingÂ
Took one (1) look at the lightsÂ
Shared a glanceÂ
And yâall took out the power
Within about thirty minutes, yâall have all the goods!!Â
Most folks are still trying to get used to the lack of light
So when your group presents the stuff to the teachers, Aizawa is tired but takes itÂ
And so you guys pass!!Â
You and Denki talk more afterÂ
And he finds out that youâre part of a special school for kids with special quirks
Which off the bat sounds really badÂ
But you meet folks that are like you
and you tell him that heâd probably fit right in.Â
Heâs over the moon!!! For once!!Â
Someone that takes him seriously!!Â
Yâall exchange numbers and the entire class canât begin to fathom that holy shit Denki Kaminari got a s/o before anyone else in the class
Throws them all for a loop
And meanwhile Denkiâs thriving w hugs and cuddlesÂ
#2 isâŠMomo!Â
Momo is...complicated
Sheâs in a rich family with a strong quirk
Sheâs got more than enough pressure on her shoulders
Especially since she was in 1-A, so the entire literal country of Japan has their eyes on herÂ
And all the while sheâs doing her best to focus, focus, focus
She wanted one day where she could be like Mina, Ochako, Tooru, Jirou, TsuâŠ
Normal.
So she does it
One morning, while her parents are gone, and before anyone else is awake
She ties her hair up and places it into a gaudy blonde wigÂ
(Which was a massive pain in the ass, but that was the price of freedom)Â
She dons sunglasses, an outfit that in any other case she would die being caught in
Leaves her phone on her bed
Tiptoes down the stairsÂ
And leavesÂ
The moment sheâs past the gates of her house and out of view, she lets out an enormous sighÂ
She has no idea what sheâs going to doÂ
But her heart races a little, because that was the beauty of it!!
She finally had no rules, short of the lawÂ
So she waltzes down the road, the city wakes up, and as the first hour drips by, she notices a distinct wave of youth
Theyâre not doing much, just relaxing in cafes and alleys
and Momo wonders if anyone is planning to send truant police
but considering sheâs doing the same exact thing, sheâs not gonna call them out Â
But as she passes by an arcade, she notices a group
Theyâre a bit more subdued than most of the others, just watching one of their friends play a dancing game and fail horribly
But most notably, Momo sees youÂ
Youâre snorting at the lanky girl whoâs tripping over her own feet, but at the same time, it looks like youâre cheering her onÂ
Momoâs curious, of course, but she also doesnât want to intrudeÂ
But then one of them, a boy, turns and waves her over
She jumps because oh my god and makes her way overÂ
âHey, did you want to play? Sorry that Tsukki was hogging the game.â The boy says, and you turn and glance at her.Â
At first, Momoâs wondering if she should really join in, but then she sees you, fullyâŠ
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Unfortunately, you seem a bit closed off because you start talking to the last member of the partyÂ
Momo brushes it off and nods quickly
because goddamnit thatâs what sheâs here for
being a normal teenager
So she starts playing Tsukki
And Momo wipes the floor with herÂ
Tsukki takes it well, fortunately, but it sparks conversationÂ
âWhereâd you learn to play?â The boy, Seong-Jin, kept on askingÂ
Momo wasnât crazy comfortable telling the Korean transfer student that she had ballroom classesÂ
But as sheâs about to make an excuse
She sees Present Mic out of the corner of her eyeÂ
And immediately panicsÂ
But before she can tell the four that she needs to hide, you come in clutch
You notice her look of panic and take off your jacket
And you drape it over her and pull up the hoodie.Â
At that point, all you can see is the bottom half of her faceÂ
(seeing as she never took off her sunglasses)Â
And a tuft of blonde hairÂ
Present Mic even pops by for a second to ask how the kids were doing, and he didnât recognise Momo
So crisis avertedÂ
Almost immediately afterwards, the five bail from the arcade and ask Momo why she freaked outÂ
But then you speak upÂ
âShe doesnât have to tell us. But next time you might need to bail, feel free.âÂ
You gave her a soft smile, and when I tell you Momoâs face lights upÂ
You two stick together for the rest of the dayÂ
And Seong-Jin, Tsukki, and the last person, Keito, are here for it
Bit by bit, they start separating into groupsÂ
That is, the Momo/YN group and the Everyone Else groupÂ
Soon enough, the three disappear to do something while Tsukki is shouting
And you and momo decide to take a break by a cafe, on a wall with foliage hitting your backÂ
and you guys are talking as the sun begins to setÂ
You guys talk about everything and anythingÂ
And Momo confesses it was the most fun she had in yearsÂ
The way you talk to her is almost methodical, with how you seemed to tip toe around any insinuations or trauma.
âI know I only met you today, but if you ever need a place to crashâŠâ Â
You trail off, playing a bit with your hands, but more out of awkwardness than anxiety.
Momoâs heart swells.Â
She manages out a âthank youâ before hesitantly leaning on your shoulderÂ
And you take a deeeepp breath inÂ
But you donât nudge her off
And slowly she begins to fall asleep, and her wig is tilted and her sunglasses are askew
but you glance at her out of the corner of your eyes and give a soft smileÂ
(that was not the last time you two met, and five years later at the altar, sheâs wearing the same damn wig)Â
#3 is...Kirishima!Â
PINING
This sounds really simpleÂ
But Kirishima would absolutely pine after you for 3.8 million years
Yâall went to the same middle school and you were friendsÂ
And heâs all over youÂ
Sometime between the first and third year of middle school he just fell head over heelsÂ
And so he tags along with you the entire timeÂ
But after the Giant Figure incident, and he says heâs wonât go to U.A., you get lowkey pissedÂ
You tell him that heâs worked so hard, heâs come so far, why give up now, heâs only fourteen for godâs sake.Â
But he doesnât listen
And you two donât talk after thatÂ
After he decides to go for it and not live a life of regrets, heâs doing his best to become someone he wants to beÂ
But the biggest looming regret he had was the fallout with you
And it was a nasty fall out-parents stopped talking, kids took sides, teachers knewÂ
You went to a completely different school than what he thought you were
And he was pretty sure that due to the fallout and the constant movement of time, you changed your numberÂ
So he knew it wasnât going to be as easy as just saying âYou were right, sorry.âÂ
It starts consuming him
Half of U.A. knows that heâs thinking about somethingÂ
But it comes to a head when heâs sparring against BakugouÂ
And all heâs really doing is blocking
And bakugou loses his shit
âGet your fucking head out of the clouds and focus!âÂ
âSorry, dude!âÂ
âWhat the fuck has you acting so damn stupid?âÂ
Kirishima tells Bakugou, who gets it, but doesnât really try to helpÂ
âJust tell her.â He hissesÂ
But Kirishimaâs nervousÂ
And by the end of the week, heâs gotten a flurry of suggestionsÂ
People are coming up to him left and right, telling him what to do
And he just gets overwhelmed
On Saturday, he locks himself in his room until Mina knocksÂ
She comes in and they start talking about youÂ
And she mentions that she has your number, and that it really would matter if Kirishima was the one to text first
âYN supported you, and then it got rubbed in the dirt, and then ignored again. You need to be the one to say it, honestly, otherwise itâll mean nothing.âÂ
So he gets to work
He spends the rest of saturday trying to write it all out his emotionsÂ
But eventually he gives on getting them all neat and tidy, and just lets them ooze outÂ
Sunday morning he gets up early and types it all out, willing his hands not to shake too muchÂ
Mina and Bakugou are there with him, and though Mina keeps making jokes and Bakugou doesnât offer much in way of help, theyâre there to support himÂ
So when he sends it and lets out a sigh, Bakugou pats him on the back
âAnd now, we wait.â Mina murmurs, watching the phone with wide eyes.Â
And watching
And watching
And watching
And three days pass before Kirishima gets any sort of responseÂ
Heâs expecting to be chewed out, to get the text equivalent of a teary welcome back
Not fucking eight ball.Â
But he clicks on itÂ
And he wins, surprisinglyÂ
Thereâs a moment between his win and your text where he doesnât dare breathe, just stand stillÂ
Before you text backÂ
So.Â
ur in ua huhÂ
guess you did it after all.Â
Yeah.Â
Again, sorry. I didnât think a lot of stuff through back then.Â
figures lmaoÂ
u free next week?Â
For you?Â
I always am.Â
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