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fuck-customers · 5 months

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Pls tell me someone else has been through something similar.

TL;DR: Paid for a strangers groceries. Got asked out by him through his friend. Denied coz Idk why he did that & uh... he was deff not femme presenting so not my preference (& I still feel bad about it lmao). 🥲 #rip

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I don't hate this customer, but I constantly wonder if anyone has had a shared experience like this so if you have, PLEASE leave it in the comments (or reblogs).

(*Shared experience as in... a stranger/customer asking you out for something you did for them while on the clock or something you showed them at work that's a work perk.)

When I was a cashier at the american grocery store "English en Español", I was in a low income area. I constantly had cis men hitting on me for no valid reason, as I'm not the socially accepted aesthetic for "attractive" (probably because it was a small town so there wasn't much selection & I live in cities so I dressed/acted differently than most? Idk. I'm a transman, pre-t & pre-surgery, but present as femme for safety reasons, espec in small towns). I often didn't notice until coworkers told me after they had left or until the man, himself, told me straight up. It was common enough that we had a signal bc apparently I suck at picking up on people hitting on me. NO ONE working that night signaled for this one, despite several of my coworkers seeing this.

So needless to say, I did NOT see this coming.

There was a guy with two girls checking out their groceries at my register. It was late at night, close to closing. When it came to the guys portion of the groceries, he split things up to afford everything. (I feel that lol.) His card declined on the last part. He was maybe $25ish(?) short (idr exact amount). He asked to take off a few things & I was like "Wait, wait." & jumped around & slid my own card & paid for his stuff. At that time (about a decade ago) my finances were mostly stable. I was doing what I could for anyone who needed it. It wasn't abnormal for me to pay for people whose groceries got declined by under $50 if I had it that month. I was stuck at a grocery store all day & people quite literally need food. It's the *least* I could do while financially stable, yknow? He wasn't someone I singled out... just someone else I managed to have the privilege of helping.

But this guy looked like he was both a) about to cry & b) incredibly embarrassed. He barely whispered thank you to me before grabbing everything & RUNNING out the door. His two friends thanked me profusely & followed him out *normally*. Lol.

I didn't have anyone else to check out coz it was almost 10pm at that point, so I was just vibing at my register. Maybe 5 whole minutes later (yes, THAT LONG) one of the girls the guy was with comes back in & runs up to my register.

I didn't say anything coz I was confused. Why is everyone running? Why does everyone have so much energy? Jeeze. 💀

She said, quickly & excitedly, "Remember the guy you just saw that you paid for his groceries?"

Me: "👁👄👁... yeah?"

Her: "Well, he wanted to know if you wanted to go out with him. Like, on a date."

Me, confused, not knowing what to say, stalling: "Uhhhhhhm."

In my mind, I'm thinking: 'Why would he want that? Because I paid for his groceries? Does he think I'm one of those dommes that gives money to their subs? Oh no. I'm a sub, not a dom! Maybe he just thinks I'm nice? Oh god, he's gonna find out I'm NOT nice if we date... but I really only like femme presenting people. How tf do I say that in a small town where I don't want that to get out? I don't know what's happening here, but-"

Me, without hesitation: "Sorry, but ...I like women?"

Her: "👁👄👁... Was that a question?"

Me: "...No?"

Her: "... 👁👄👁 ...Okay, I'll tell him. Thanks!"

Again, with the running. Running out the door. To the car. They looked about the same age as me. Early 20s. Like... where are they getting this ENERGY??? 😭

He NEVER came into the location I worked at again while I was there for 3 years lmao. The two girls did. Ik he lived in the area. This was before the time of grocery delivery. So uh... I feel awful lol.

I also feel awful because I never really say no to anyone in that context or break up with anyone. I always force *them* to say no or break up with me so that I don't have to do it. 😅 I'd never in a million years lead anyone on coz that's completely unfair, but I really just need the other person to do it & I couldn't in that situation so it still sits in the back of my mind like, "oh my god what have I done" kind of catastrophic thoughts spiraling from there. Meanwhile, he probably doesn't even remember I exist. 💀

So rip to me, I guess.

Please tell me someone else has had some kind of interaction where a stranger/customer has asked you out or tried to get with you based on something you did (or did for them) on the clock or a work perk you showed them/they saw. 😭 Pls make me feel less alone in this lmao.

Also make sure to give the follow up tea! Did you go out? Did it work? Are you married? ☕️ 🦊

When I was 19 I gave a lady a coupon for money off (I'm 50 I forget how much it was for.) and this lady tried to hook me up with her 13yo daughter. I dunno if that counts.

-Rodney

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gravehags · 5 months

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i'm so glad your advisor is being this considerate !! ngl i was worried she might react similarly to this professor of mine who was like 'idk man you're just wallowing in the numerous shitty things that happened to you in the past three weeks, maybe try harder xoxo' as if i didn't frequently stay at school til 10pm to try and finish that damn assignment lmao

i'm rambling again but i rlly hope your advisor stays supportive of you while you get back on track bc that sounds like a lot of work :') i'm sure you'll be able to do it tho !!

thank you!! and like i’m cautious because she’s being supportive for now, not sure what to expect when we meet up again and i’ve made no progress because i’ve been either bedridden or dizzy and nauseous. i’ve resigned myself to whatever happens this semester but i hope the department would have maybe a little bit of grace for a student who has done nothing but excellent work up until this point. we’ll see though, hopefully this appointment i have tomorrow afternoon will alleviate the vertigo symptoms i’ve been having and then i can go from there.

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ocean-anchored · 7 months

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October 6, 2023 continued...

So he's been telling me that he probably isn't going to make it home for my birthday which I've been trying to prepare for. With little hope, I know anything can happen but I guess the more we've talked it's sounded like he might still be back sometime on my birthday so there's a chance I'll still get to see him. This week he's been saying how as soon as he's unloaded he's going to rip back and drive as many hours as he's able to try to get back ASAP. Yesterday while on FT, Rick was talking about how on Saturday they should park and drive an hour to go watch a football game which obviously, I don't want to be a downer and I'd never tell him no but my anxious brain has been spiraling that if he does go and it specifically carves into taking a day or afternoon of his drive time that he's going to miss even being back on my birthday I already have started to feel offended and sad that I'm not a priority or important enough to try to make it back in time. It's stupid, I know but I can't help but feel that. He had talked about Rick and his weird convo with him about his open relationship which just causes me more anxiety that any time he's spending with Rick outside of driving and work now makes me wonder what's going on or what he's going to try to do or get Zack into. Last night I took Nova out and when I came back and Ft'd with Zack he got a bit triggered or upset that I went for a drink alone with Nova. It was fine, he handled the situation good and we talked about it but it was just tough. I totally understand and validate his anxiety or worry about Cody being single now and that he's been gone for a while, I get it. I would absolutely feel the same way if I was in his position, I wasn't mad or upset about that. I just tried everything to reassure him. It's hard when he's gone, like he says words don't mean anything and can be fake and he's not accusing me but he got triggered being away for so long. I just feel like I tried to remind him how much I love him and dismantle any anxieties he might have and over express how he doesn't need to worry and his response was just "ok" and "i feel better thanks" and that he needed to go to bed. Which again, I get that it was 10PM for him but man I just felt like shit last night. I just don't feel like its enough. I feel like nothing I say is enough and he talks about how actions are everything, fine, I 110% agree but how have my actions shown anything but complete honesty and loyalty? & then meanwhile I'm here worrying that he might rather go to a football game instead of trying to come back to spend time with my on my birthday. I just feel like sometimes I keep putting my whole being into this relationship for him to be like ya well I still worry and he doesn't have to give his half. Idk. Maybe I'm just speaking way too soon and maybe he does come back on my birthday and maybe he does try to make it special but I'm trying not to have any hopes or expectations because I don't want to be let down. Then this morning he texted apologizing for how he acted last night and that he was tired so he shouldn't have brought it up. Then we finally FT'd for a moment but I could still feel him on edge with work so we barley said anything. It's just hard. Maybe I just continue to ask too much from a partner. Idk. I just wish that he would make this important or want to make this special. Who knows. I guess well see how this weekend goes and maybe everything I'm saying is all just bogus. Or maybe it's valid idk.

#personal #dear future self #zp #life update #dearfutureself #journal update #monthly update

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glowingvenus · 1 year

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i was thinking recently wouldn't it be nice to bring back livejournal or something. i want my friends to know what i'm thinking about. and then i remembered some of my friends are already here on tumblr and using it for exactly that, so, duh. i'll try it.

beka and i are going to an emo club night in the city tonight. omg i haven't gone out and done something like this in so long. nor have i listened to emo music since middle school. i'm gonna put on my best goth girl cosplay and see what happens. also don't know how i'm going to stay up so late, i haven't made it past 10pm most nights in the past couple months but that's when the event starts. time to caffeinate i guess.

i'm still trying to figure out how to have a social life while working 40hrs a week. it's so hard to do... anything besides work. like i wake up at 5 or 6 most days (i have no choice in this, i just jolt awake), play video games or read or scroll twitter during those nice quiet hours, i have to shower at 7:30 and we leave for work at 8, we get home around 6:30 cuz beka works a slightly later shift, we make and eat dinner, we watch an episode of something and by this time i'm usually so sleepy i'm lucky if i even have time to do a single chore, never mind the dozens that remain to be done. idk it's rough. i've been at this job for 2 years and i enjoy it a lot but i'm still in awe that other ppl apparently have the time and energy to have friends and hobbies on top of this.

#diary 🍓

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francofolle · 2 years

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so night of my birthday, monday night, after having dinner with my parents, i went to a wine bar to have a glass or two by myself. i ended up sitting at the bar rather than at a table bc it was unclear when or if i would be served if i just sat at a table. enter, of course, man asking if he could sit in empty seat next to me. we had good conversation about wine and soccer and he seemed nice enough. as i was getting ready to head out, he offered sharing a bottle of wine with me that he had back at his place. that makes me put my guards up, but when i turn it down, he backs off. we do swap numbers at the end bc why not, i enjoyed his company and would enjoy hanging out with him.

the next day he texts me about this tragic french film he watched over the bottle of wine he'd offered to share with me the night before (not that i was expecting him to save it for me, but in hindsight feels a little, hmm, like look what you missed out on? idk maybe im reading too much into this). he also invites me to a tasting and dinner thursday night. i see these messages while at a sports game with a friend. i get back home after midnight. i sleep in til noon the next day, i have an hour to eat and get ready for work, im at work til 10pm, and im knocked out again once im home. today i get my period and have terrible cramps all day and only manage working two hours before going home to collapse in bed. for the past two days i keep remembering at bad times that i need to respond to him to let him know its not gonna happen but thanks for the invite. ultimately i forget and it doesn't happen.

10pm thursday night he texts again saying "at least tell me to go fuck my self!" with three of the monkey hiding his face emojis. i responded apologizing for not replying, but also clarifying why i hadn't and explaining that i am notoriously bad at responding.

honestly, i know why i acted the way i did but i don't know if that makes me in the right. he did text me about specific time sensitive plans, that i read as 'hey join if you're free, if not its fine' but apparently that wasn't the vibe, and i try really hard when its time sensitive to respond. but to send such a harsh text after only having chatted one night at a wine bar (where honestly i'd have preferred to just have been alone) and texting me low key last minute plans after i know i told him i work retail nights...

idk im torn between feeling like my slow response rate will be keeping me single, and feeling like he's interested and im not so much and that's not a bad thing, and maybe if he hadn't responded so strongly (sorry the monkey emojis don't soften the message as much as you'd like) we could've gotten along more. but now im on edge and don't wanna talk to him anymore. i dont want to feel like there's expectations or pressure.

ugh there's many very good reasons the only men i like are fictional or completely unavailable

#madeleine parle #dating i guess??#open to thoughts and opinions on whether im right to feel hesitant #or thoughts on text response expectations #would love other opinions #whatever the opinions are this whatever this was is definitely done now #hes clearly more interested than me and i dont want to play these games #i wonder if men know they are rivaling how much i revel in my alone time when they ask for my number

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soggypotatoes · 2 years

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lawd.. sorry, I.. feel like I've been venting on here entirely too much lately.. but I can't really talk to anyone. all I've got is my therapist and my journal. I mean, that's completely not true, I have people reaching out to me, offering help, offering to talk.. I just can't talk to anyone. I'm not programmed that way. the idea of talking to someone makes me sick. so it's just.. Tumblr, and my journal. which I've been avoiding lately. idk why.

it's just.. hard. I've spent so much time alone idk how to actually open up or be vulnerable around people. sure, I tell them about myself, about the therapeutic work I do, about the struggles.. but that's not rly being vulnerable. it's faaaaaake. I haven't cried in front of anyone since I was very young. I've gotten angry, but not over anything real.

it's fucked, cause.. I just watched movies with two of my closest friends. it was great! a really nice day, on paper.. but I'm fighting with myself rn. I want to hurt myself. i spent the whole time fighting memories and feelings of wanting to be alone, wanting to be in pain, wanting to not exist. I don't even want to die, I just want to.. stop.. existing. idk. it's just all too hard. I'm tired all the time - ALL THE TIME, too tired for anything. have to force myself to eat, sleep, even scrolling social media is something I force myself to do cause if I dont I feel the excruciating pain of not wanting to exist and not knowing what to do with that. the worst thing is there is NO REASON for this. I mean, obviously there's all the trauma, whatever. but why now? why now, when everything is ok? all of the thousands and thousands I've spent on therapy and meds, all it seems to do is keep me here. when does it fucking get better? does the pain actually stop, at some point? will I be able to focus enough on a tv show that I don't have to constantly ask my housemate what's going on? I haven't been able to focus on anything in.. idk how long. I pretend to know what's happening around me, cause it's embarrassing how difficult it is to pay attention to things. it takes every little ounce of energy I have to walk my dog every day, and sometimes that doesn't happen till 10pm after struggling to get myself up all day. he's my priority, so I haven't been able to shower or cook or anything like that in.. a while. I'm just.. so tired. tired of how hard it all is. every second. I don't want to do this anymore. I want to rest. but I can't. how do you relax when you can't sleep without nightmares, can't process anything from the shows you watch or the books you read, can't draw or do anything.. it's just.. hopeless. everything is ok. everything is fine. I have beautiful friends. I have a beautiful dog. I have a bright future. but none of it means anything, cause my brain hurts all the time and I can't concentrate or motivate myself. what's the next step? what else can I do, other than therapy and meds and feeding myself and taking a million vitamins a day? I'm doing everything I can. it's not enough. it's not getting better. I just don't know what to do

#ed mumbles #sorry..#i want to be positive #i dont want to make anyone feel bad or hopeless #but idk how long i can keep this up for #even being around people...#it usually makes me feel better #but it just tires me out more now #bc i have to pretend to be lucid and happy

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c-o-r-r-u-p-t · 3 months

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So we fell asleep last night

I didn’t mean to stay the night but I asked if we could pretend things were normal for a little while and she said she would be happy if I stayed

So I rolled another joint and we watched American dad as I sat on the foot of her bed

And when the joint went out she turned herself and put her head on my lap and fell asleep

It was 10pm, and I made myself as comfortable as I could and fell asleep with her

I woke up around 3:30 and got up and smoked and cried and read her letter again and repeated that cycle for a while until I turned the lights out and got back into my awkward little spot curled up opposite her like we were ying and yang and fell asleep again

She woke up around 5 and we got under the covers and went back to sleep and stayed like that until I woke up at 7 and she woke up at 8:30

And then in the morning we acted like nothing happened. I rolled a joint and made coffee and she put on music and we hung out.

I had a little collection of things I had picked up for her here and there over the year that I brought over the night before thinking I might not see her again. A sweater I thought she’d like, a shelf for her wall, a sticker book, a shirt I had borrowed. I also gave her a bracelet

I got this bracelet over a year ago. It’s matching actually, and the two halves form a heart magnetically. Ones pink and ones black. I got it for her before her birthday last year and wanted to give it to her last Valentine’s Day, but she was getting freaked out about how serious we were getting back then so I never gave it to her. I told her I wasn’t planning on ever giving it to her but now that there’s no expectation behind it I just wanted her to have it. As I was handing it to her and explaining how I didn’t expect her to wear it, it just might be nice to each have one, she immediately puts it on and tells me how much she loves it. So I say you’re welcome, happy Valentine’s Day. And it was painful but it was also a really sweet moment. I’m wearing my half too.

She then said how she still wanted to make up valentines day for me, so we agreed to meet up Saturday night for a late Valentine’s Day celebration. And that’ll be the same thing. Painful but really sweet.

We hung out the rest of the day until she left for work at 2:30. Gave each other a hug a little tighter than normal and an extra few kisses goodbye and said see you this weekend.

Idk how I feel right now. I’m obviously devastated because, once again, the person who I would do anything for just doesn’t want to put in the effort to keep me. Which means I lose my favorite person. I don’t get to spend my time watching this beautiful person just be herself. And I may complain a lot but just watching her have fun with herself made me so happy. I fell in love with her over and over and over again. And I would for the rest of my life. But she doesn’t want to be in love with someone. She’s falling in love with herself right now and that’s what she needs to do.

So yeah, I’m devastated. But at the same time, I’ve never felt more loved and respected. She finally just did what was best for me, even if that was admitting it wasn’t her and letting me go. It’s an awful feeling, but that’s what loving someone is. Doing what’s best for them even if it’s shit for you. And that’s what’s she’s doing.

Neither of us want this. We both wish we wanted and needed the same things, but we don’t. Taking care of her needs means neglecting mine, and vice versa, because they’re the opposite of each other. It’s not that we didn’t love each other. It’s not that either of us did anything wrong. It’s just not what we need. It doesn’t work. There’s no fault in that. It’s just sad.

So i guess we have these few days and then im going to have to really say goodbye to her. And im already looking for ways out of it but I know I shouldn’t be. She told me what she needed and she told me she can’t give me what i need or deserve. She loves me just not as much as i love her. She doesn’t want to just be friends with me or have our relationship change or to lose me, but doesn’t want to put effort into a relationship. So I can stay and just accept and be okay with getting less than I deserve for who knows who long. Or I can give up my favorite person, the first person to only make me fall harder the longer I know her, to go find someone else who wants the same things as me. I know I need to walk away and let us both get on with our lives but this is so awful. Neither of us want to say goodbye.

Happy Valentine’s Day.

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roboromantic · 1 year

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i have GOT to move out, I've been avoiding using the kitchen bc I'm not entirely sure what we are and aren't allowed to use since they replaced like. almost all the kitchenware. and my dad made it sound like it'd be a Big Deal if his wife found dirty dishes and on the one hand I'm like 98% sure he was exaggerating bc she's very chill and actually likes cleaning so she might just. clean it herself. but otoh I have shall we say Very Bad Memories of a certain someone just being completely horrible about how we live "in a pig sty" etc. so. kinda hard to get over that.

also I'm not sure what her schedule is so I don't wanna be ready to go make food only to find the kitchen already being used I mean that happened with my other family members anyway but we'd usually just chat whenever that happened and I uh. am not really close enough to her for that to be an option. there's gonna be a family game night on sunday night(s?) so im sure I'll get used to her eventually but.

I've also been on edge bc like I can't really make any noise past idk, 10pm or so? which sucks bc that's like. my equivalent of the afternoon. basically everyone else has insomnia and/or keeps weird hours so it wasn't really a problem before but she does sleep at normal people times and her dog is sensitive to loud noises and that's another thing I'm stressed about. like I'm very very glad her dog is usually quiet but I Hate that it'll start barking whenever I get home from work or at like 7am when it's being taken for a walk which again it's really annoying to be sleeping around that time only to have my now-a-begrudging-morning-person dad start fuckin. mowing the lawn or doing other noisy projects outside.

also stressed bc the people who designed this house made the very smart decision to make it so the laundry room is only accessible via the master bedroom. it was bad enough trying to do laundry when I didn't know if I was gonna be bothering my dad by doing so, but now there's another person to be worried about. if it weren't for the fact that I know they'll almost always both be out on Sunday mornings for a few hours, I'd just go to the laundromat. it'd still be great if I had more access to it bc I'd be sol if I forgot to grab it when it's done but I guess it's at least manageable for now

and lastly I mean I'll admit I've not been great with showering at regular intervals to begin with, but now I'm even less motivated to do so bc when I wash my hair I always shed a Ton and while I make sure to keep the drain as clean, who wants to spend 5 minutes trying to get every single strand of hair off the shower walls. not me.

and on top of that there's the knowledge that my dad is just getting more annoyed with us the longer we're here but I don't have money and brother 3 is still not really looking for a job and who fuckin knows if brother 2 is gonna live with us or move to New Zealand or Canada (both places he has seriously considered) and I have one (1) plan that I'm kinda banking on but I don't wanna get my hopes up or mention it until I know whether it'll actually happen or not and that won't be until at least March, maybe April, and even if it does I still wouldn't actually be moving out until fuckin. November or so and aaaaaaahhhhhhhh

#girl help the stress is eating me alive

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audiovisualrecall · 2 years

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Ugh trying to see when the owl house episodes might be on tv again and I'm noticing that there's like... maybe 4 or 5 shows that are on just again and again, and very little variety? Like I'm seeing big city greens, all hours of the day and thru the nighttime am hours, some gravity falls eps like 3 here 4 there etc thruput the day, a couple amphibia episodes here and there or again like 3 or 4 in a row, but always at weird times like after 9pm, and there's like... 1 yugiyoh ep there, 1 beyblade ep here, and then finally owl house except its the dame final 2 episodes of season 2 they keep showing again. And when there are eps on (I'm trying to watch all of s1 since I've seen mostly s2) they're either at 10pm or 4am?? Idk it's just weird. Everything else is big city greens. Which seems dumb. Oh for a while there they had the ghost and Molly Mcgee or whatever, I haven't seen that one recently or in the next week. There's that hamster and greater i spotted a few episodes of, and a bunch of big hero 6 series episode on one day and like some toystory thing. I think the amphibia eps are newish? But they could be doing the same thing with those. Anyway my point is what happened to the Disney xd channel??? Why is it so...terrible and empty??? Is this bc they're focusing on the subscription service and don't care about the TV channels and stuff anymore? And they're just using the little snippets of shows on the TV to entice ppl to pay for the streaming stuff? It's not gonna work on me >_<

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thatfuzzyfamiliarspace · 2 years

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I’m so fucking low. I don’t want to be social with anyone. I’m doing all I can. I’ve tried sorting things in the flat. I’ve eaten. I’m running myself a bath. But I don’t feel any better. I don’t know why I feel like this. I have no reason to feel like this. Am I expecting too much again ? Is it the stuff I’m blocking out ? Am I uncertain ? Fuck knows. Idk wtf is wrong with me. Nothing is glaring at me.

Yesterday I just dropped. I got to my mums and I had nothing left in me. I felt awful because she was so happy to see me but I just felt like shit. Every moment I was there I could feel all the crappy toxic shit I’d have to deal with when I move back there.

The car journey to grandmas with dad was nice tho. That perked me up. But then I used whatever little social juice I had left talking with grandma for hours. By the time I got home I was so depleted. I started tidying up to make myself feel better. I knew as soon as I’d sit down and rest I wouldn’t do any of it that night. Then he came over before I finished doing all that stuff. He started talking about things and I wanted to listen but I just couldn’t. All I could think about was getting what I wanted done. I was getting so tired. Then I knew I didn’t have it in me to sit up for the rest of the night to do the models he bought me. That made me feel really shitty. But I can’t help it. I’ve just not had any energy this past week. Even when I got better sleep. I had that one day where I felt good. But was that because of sleep ? Or was I just so traumatised from the night before that I’d forcefully blocked out everything from my mind to make me feel okay ? I’ve tried so hard to not forget that night. Every part of me wants to block it out and forget. But I musnt. The way he hurt me, how it felt the same as that time he told me he chose her. God I can’t forget that feeling. I can’t gloss over these things just because he’s my favourite person. I need to remember that pain he caused me.

Am I not over that ? I mean we didn’t really resolve it. He messaged me while I was at work and I couldn’t reply. We said we’d talk later about it and we never did. So the usual happened where I just move on like it never happened. I can’t keep doing that. Is this what’s getting me low ? But I was feeling low and shitty the whole week before that happened ? Right ? I really can’t trace it back.

I’m fed up of trying to find a reason for me not feeling good. I’m fed up of people telling me I can’t feel like this for no reason. I fucking can. I have so many days of feeling like crap for no fucking reason. I wake up like it. I have a good day an it turns into that. There doesn’t have to be a reason. Today I woke up I felt okay. He gave me attention. He fucked me. I felt good. But then he left, and I knew what the rest of the day entailed. I wasn’t looking forward to it.

I’m excited to play with him tomorrow. But I can’t fully be excited because I’m worried I won’t have all my models ready. He spent so much on getting me them. I need to get it done. But I don’t have time. I have 3 hours before Malu gets here. I still need to sort some things out. Get ready. Go to the shops. I don’t have time. Then later on I’ll be tired. I know I will be. It’ll get to around 9/10pm and I’ll wanna go to sleep. It’s not fair. Then we have to get there early tomorrow. Spend most of the day there. Then I have to rush to pack for Dam because I’m working Monday. I need an early night Monday because we need to leave at 4am on Tuesday to get to the air port.

I’m stressed. That’s what it is. It’s not one thing. It’s a mountain of things and I’m not prepped for anything. I’m worried about money. There’s so many fucking things. I just want to be away. In my happy place where I don’t have to worry about any of this trivial shit. I wanna have pancakes for breakfast, walk along the canals, go to my fav coffee shops, sit in Vondel park, get a boat down the canals, have dinner at a nice place, go back to our suite and get royally fucked. That’s all I want. It can’t come soon enough. 3 days..

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andnowilovecats · 2 years

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2022/07/12

i think you can tell. i’m scared. i’m rly scared. i feel like college is going to be another nightmare of mine. i feel like my mom is going to put me in where ever that has the highest ranking. i feel like i don’t get my college life after i lost my childhood. i don’t think things are ever going to be in the way i want them to be in.

also i should stop reading love stories. those shit makes me wanna confess to ppl.

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hi. it’s 6:33pm. i’m still at stanford. i’m wondering. if this is the life i am speaking. i am still wondering. to finish a day of whatever simulation and then sit at the bench waiting for the bus. at the same time listening to songs. the sunlight is rly beautiful. stanford is a rly beautiful campus. idk. it think at this moment i am happy. just for this moment. my life is miserable and i am probably going to be yelled at cause i will be too late home. but i like it rn. ig.

i kinda like how science work. cause doing that ya dun need to keep asking yourself stuff. ya dun need to keep feeling stuff. it’s all about code and math. it’s better. (however i still hate coding and fixing computer.) i like the feeling when ya dun need to keep thinking about stuff that’s with no answer. but it’s just, so … step by step. so calm, (except when ya needa fix code, god i hate that thing.) and then when you are done ya get to prize yourself with a sort walk in the sun and between the trees listening to songs you like. tbh is life is kinda … casual. and i like it.

also i have this weird theory of dating a poet so we can pass poems to each other. talking about same sunset in different places. and they can dump me with some well written poem. and i can be sad while reading a bunch of poetries. that’s kinda cool lol.

6:48pm. i like what’s happening now. the bus is going through trees in stanford. this place is beautiful. and spotify just change to the song i love the most. things are going so good. i love this place. if she is my (0,0,0) then this is the (perfect,perfect,perfect) of my life. when x does not limited to perfect. cause then it will never becomes perfect. x is equal to perfect.

6:52pm. a kid is yelling. if my moms here she’s gonna be so mad. but i think he’s cute. i mean what’s more for then a baby right lol.

6:54pm. i’m still on the bus. the tran is at eleven. will i catch the train? dk.

6:55pm. did i mention that i leave all the group chats with my “friends”. idk why am i doing so. i’m just kinda tired of their thing. i am not interest with those topics. i think i just need time for myself. how ever i think they are moving away without me. kinda sad. but i think i dun wanna be with them rn.

6:57pm. oh i’m at the train station. gotta go. brb!

7:00pm. hi i’m back. sry i needa walk through the underpass. i’m kinda scared. palo auto isn’t the place with best safety so. i dun think i should text while walking under.

7:03pm. so back to the isolation thing. yeah i mostly separated myself from society. dun think my friend gets that though. at least sylvia dun. it’s pretty sad. l dun k if 01 understands. i think she will. idk she just … is okay with everything. i think she’s kinda aled? spurt of knows everything but never talks. but then sometimes if ya ask ( or force) in the right way. ya might be suppose with how much she knows. unlike me. i knows a lot of gossips i just dun bother put the puzzles together. she don’t, she just, somehow knows everything. idk. is she just too smart? anyways. she seems to not care and support whatever choice ppl make. a good friend but if she keep on not asking. ppl like me might start questioning if she cares or not.

7:09pm. train is here hang on.

7:10pm. hi. aww it’s my fav song again!

7:11pm. i’m on the train. why doesn’t i get hot girls pour her coffee over me on the train. i deserve hot girls :( instead i’m drinking coffee myself. v sad. why isn’t there hot-not-straight girls come and sit beside me. (probably bc i’m sitting at a single seat? oh did i mention caltrain has two levels!) i deserve hot girls :( not reading books 01 recommended anymore. ITS UNTRUE!

7:12pm. i like how the trees pass away and move backwards. (god there sure is a lot trees here in california.)

7:13pm. just saw the world palo auto at the train station. i’m sad. suddenly think about the life that i’ll never have. (cause uk … stanford … )

7:16pm. i wonder how the life of an american high school student will be like. … nvm i won’t even survive high school.

7:17pm. god why did this world like out going ppl. i hate talking and socializing is that a bad thing. i sad.

7:19pm. i hate life i wanna die. yes this is true i did think about this much shit in like 20 min. life is hard isn’t it. now i just generally wanna die. what’s happening. :(

7:20pm. i … am pretty sure i shouldn’t say this. but [text deleted].

7:21pm. San Carlos. beautiful city. been here with my mom once. … i have this place.

7:22pm. wanna be an artist so i get less sad. or at least i get to visualize my feelings. (hey i’m doing this rn. cool.)

7:23pm. so many graffito on the walls beside rail road. those are kinda cool. beautiful night not be the word. but it’s good being their. my mom said it’s bad and make the city looks worse. … why am i thinking about this she’s miles away from me … :(

7:25pm. no hot girls spotted. come on i’m leaving in 5 minute. 01 is lying. FAKE STORIES.

7:26pm. yes i’m looking for hot girls on the train all the time. what? judge me? humph

7:27pm. the train is at station. bye.

8:21pm. i missed train. i hate it here.

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hi. probably i’ve been felt too good today. it seems my life got even more miserable then before, and days before. i am not feeling good. actually it’s all falling apart in my mind. i can’t put things, thoughts together. this is bad. ig. i am not feeling strongly. i just felt ... apart. does that even means anything? idk. the only thing i can tell is that i dun belong here. this is bad. here is bad. do not like this. very sad.

also read too much english. something is wrong with my chinese. i can’t get the word i want just by instinct. like how i can do before. like for me one even have at least three different ways to describe. but now i can’t even think about one. well, if i am not counting the words that are not literature, but just random word to write that might make sense but doesn’t work that good.

what am i talking about. idk. i think i am having anxiety attack rn.

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11:34pm. i’m in bed. listening to songs. this singer is super gentle. i’m gonna cry. i love him.

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thatjadedhotmess · 2 years

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darling

pairings: kazuha x gn!reader

warnings⚠️: friends to lovers, modern au!, mildly suggestive mostly fluffy;~;

wc: 1.5k~

note: ahh I think I think this is my first actual like fic and I'd really appreciate constructive criticism yesyess TvT (idk how but it ended up like this i hope its at least decent >.<)

posted on: 16/01/22

"Hey darling, what's wrong?"

You had told Kazuha that you were going to be at your apartment rushing some assignments that had been given to you by your professor. He told you that they were due in the next few days.

However this was before you opened up the assignment on your laptop, only to realise that this was probably one of the hardest assignments you had to write up. With a minimum word count of 15,000 words about the topic you just so happen to be worst at, your day could not have gotten any worse.

So here you were, sitting in the middle of your apartment's living room at the coffee table, at 10pm, nursing a large cup of coffee in hopes it would be able to help push you through your stupid essay assignment.

Kazuha was getting kind of worried since you had not picked up your phone and answered any of his messages or calls. So, he decided that the best thing to do was pay you a visit at your apartment since he had the spare key to it.

When he unlocked the door to your apartment, he found you in a pile of papers and textbooks, scattered around you with the soft illumination of your laptop shining at your figure in the dark apartment. your head buried in your hands as you let out a groan of frustration.

"Hey what's wrong darling?" your boyfriend asked in a worried tone, knowing you well enough that you were probably not the most okay right now with how hard you were trying to rub the fatigue out of your eyes. You jumped out of your seat, not realising that kazuha had entered your apartment.

"Jeez kazu, you scared the shit out of me." you let out a soft whine, calming yourself down.

After you explained the whole situation to him, kazuha let out a small sigh and shook his head before pulling you into his warm embrace.

"Poor thing, I bet you haven't eaten either," looking at you knowingly before heading to your small kitchen, telling you that he would help prepare some food for you.

"Go on and take a hot shower while I cook something for you, you're kinda stinky right now" kazuha spoke in a teasing tone, pretending to be grossed out by pinching the bridge of his nose and swatting his hand in front of his face.

Chuckling alongside him, you quickly raised your hands in fake surrender and proceeded to back away towards the direction of your bedroom to grab clothes before you went off for a shower.

You came out of the shower to be greeted by the sight of grilled fish and a steamy bowl of rice that just smelled. so. fucking. good. especially after a long day and a hot shower.

you pattered over to take a seat beside kazuha at your small dining table near the kitchen, where your piles of work weren't at.

"Hello love," kazuha said with a soft smile as he helped pull out the chair beside him so you could take a seat.

"Hey you smell better now." his smile grew ever so slightly as he cracked a light joke, kissing the top of your head.

"Feeling any better than before?" he asked, concern etched into his voice and his worry for you showing on his face. To which you responded with a yeahh I’m feeling a lot better, thank you kazu. A nickname you had adopted for him since you guys were friends.

You have known kazuha since you guys were little kids. Always going to the playground for a game of tag or a round of hide and seek since you guys were neighbours. The two of you were inseparable, you or kazuha could literally wall over to each other's house and welcome yourselves in.

As kids you guys would always hold sleepovers at each other's houses and go to school together. You knew in your heart that kazuha was definitely the one who had your heart. no one could compare to him. Not after he set the bar so high up.

You would even go as far as to say that your parents (and probably kazuha's too) already knew from the very beginning, when you were just little kids, that you and kazuha would somehow end up together.

After all, the fate that brings people together is not a cord so easily cut. (hehe see what I did there>:33)

A peaceful silence overcame the both of you after you thanked kazuha for the meal and started digging in.

Words literally could not explain how good the meal in front of you tasted as you wordlessly started to eat your meal while kazuha started to help you do a part of your essay as you ate.

"Hey kazu you really don't need to help me do it, I can't allow you to help me with it after you just cooked me dinner." a small pout coming on to your face as you cringed, watching kazuha looking at your computer to try and figure out what you were writing.

"Darling, you seem to have forgotten that I major in English and Literature, I don't think this would be too much of a problem for me." He said with a small chuckle before he sat down at your coffee table and started typing away at your computer.

your too good to me, what did I do to ever deserve you

"It's more of the opposite for me but maybe you could repay me with a kiss and some cuddles later on?" he said with a smug smile and wink.

Realising that you had said that out loud, you quickly used one hand to cover your face in embarrassment and used the other to playfully smack kazuha's shoulders, making kazuha let out a small yelp before it turned into a full-blown laugh.

This in turn caused you to start laughing along with his contagious laugh. He then pulled you into his lap, causing you to let out a startled yelp before you got comfortable in his lap.

"Next time just remember that you can always ask your language major boyfriend for any help you need with these kinda essays," pointing at your computer screen, where the essay was already half completed.

"Huh? But how did you-"

"Shhh, I always have my ways of doing things darling. Now, come on, let's go get you some rest. You still have more classes to attend tomorrow." he whispered into the shell of your ear before giving you a kiss on your temple, making you let off a small shudder while he lifted you up from his lap so you could stand.

Taking your hand he dragged you towards the shared bedroom in your apartment, the both of you plopping down onto your (sadly) super single mattress, even though the both of yall weren't at all single.

"Sorry kazu, the bed's still kind of, tiny." a small sheepish smile spreads across your face as you scratched the back of your head.

This wasn't the first time kazuha had been over to your apartment. But earlier on you had figured that since it was going to be just you living in this apartment, kazuha also having his own apartment, you'd get a bed just big enough to fit yourself comfortably in.

But since you and kazuha had gotten together, you hadn't thought of getting a bigger bed. since, well, beds weren't cheap and you were that broke college student.

"It's ok, no one said I can't just squeeze myself in. besides," moving a bit to cuddle up behind you on your small bed. "I quite like this position we're in right now." pulling you flush against him, he whispered out the last half of the sentence against the shell of your ear.

Even though you knew he couldn't see you since your back was against his chest, that didn't stop your face from flaming red and turning hot from the slightly suggestive comment he made.

Dammit kazu, you and your stupid words and your stupid language majors that make you good with your words.

"Awhh, someone's getting a little flustered." he teased.

Again realising that you had spoken your thoughts aloud, you quickly covered your face and zapped him in his side. This in turn caused kazuha to let out a squeal, one that you secretly found absolutely adorable.

"ok ! ok ! I'll stop now I promise, you really need to get some sleep, love, it's already almost 1am and you have class tomorrow" he huffs and you could almost see the little scowl forming on his face.

"Fine, I promise," you mumbled under your breath, turning yourself over so you were face to face with him. "Good night darling, and thank you for today, I love you." whispering out the last bit, you gave him a soft peck on his lips.

"Good night love. And, I love you more," mumbling against your lips as he returned the kiss.

"Darling."

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shotorozu · 3 years

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BABE , i saw a hc ( i think it was urs) where the boys’s s/o was really fashionable, ( as somebody that’s gone viral on pinterest a little too many times ) I WAS WONDERING , what if you did a todobakudeku ( separately please omg) with somebody that’s like the emma chamberlain of fashion and they own everybody’s pinterest boards and stuff AHAHA IDK , the amount of times somebody has said ‘ wait ur that one pinterest girl right?? ‘ ANYWHAHEEIE I LOVE YOU N HAPPY BIRTHDAY !!! 💗💗

pinterest famous s/o

character(s) : midoriya izuku, bakugou katsuki, todoroki shouto (bnha)

legend : [Y/N = your name] afab! reader, they/them pronouns (at the request of anon) strong quirk hinted; not specific

headcanon type : fluff, crack-ish (x reader)

note(s) : thank you anon!! so ok, i still used they/them pronouns even though the reader is afab (again at the request of anon) and whdjwkd sorry for the inactivity :,) also im gonna post more later so— sorry for the delay

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midoriya izuku

when middle school midoriya finally got a phone, he downloaded pinterest for the sole purpose of looking at screencaps of heroes

but then, he hasn’t touched it a few months, because he’s been training with all might

then, when he finally had enough free time again— he decided to go on pinterest

but instead of finding any heroes he could look at, he found the prettiest human being he has ever seen in his entire life 💀

that person was a different type of beauty, y’know— they weren’t just fashionable, but their beauty was,,

timeless? that’s how he’d describe it. yeah. that person lived in his head rent free for a while

sadly, he feels like you’re that person he sees once in his life, and never again 😔　which isn’t the case

when he finally meets you, midoriya realizes that you look VERY familiar— someone on pinterest, that he unfortunately, didn’t know the name of

but then wait! he realizes that you’re that person. that one person that blew up on pinterest, and ended up in all of the fashion boards.

okay, you’ve been recognized a few times in the past, just because you were pinterest famous— but you didn’t expect him to recognize you

“wait,, you know me?” you asked him when you saw the realization sink in

and you were honestly,, flattered when he went on a tangent on how you were on all of the pinterest boards, and how your sense of fashion was timeless

but you know what’s the best thing of it all? when izuku developed a crush on you (and not because he thought you were just an attractive face)

it was very easy to find pictures of you online! he says it’s for research but,, he tends to look at them for a long time

probably has 3-4 pages dedicated to your hero costume— since fashion icon = fashionable, yet a very practical hero costume!

does he get jealous whenever people fawn over your looks, or whenever he sees comments in pinterest comment sections just asking for your socials in such desperation?

hmm,, yes? he does occasionally feel like someone like you, should be with someone as equally beautiful as you

he thought he was always plain looking, but you wholeheartedly disagree! in fact, you fell in love with his ability to pay attention to detail.

to the random creeps in the comments section, he just contacts the uploader and asks them to delete any malicious comments and it works 100% of them time.

on the brighter side, he helps a lot with taking your pictures (if you ask him to) and sometimes! he’ll even appear in them

izuku will always be your #1 fan!

bakugou katsuki

at first, you’d be like “katsuki owning pinterest? naaah.” but! i think he would

being an all might fan, he liked looking at all might screen caps— and while katsuki would be on the discreet side, he’d find himself looking at them whenever he has extra minutes to burn

not to mention, the cooking recipes on there aren’t the worst, so he doesn’t just use pinterest to look at screen caps of heroes doing their work

and, how could he forget that you’ve been bugging him to search for rare screen caps? he says that it’s useless— but he finds himself digging for you anyway,

which is whyyy

he finds an entirely different rabbit hole, and it’s way past 10pm, 3 more minutes wouldn’t wound him.

the blond doesn’t know how he even stumbled on.. this side of pinterest. the one that kind of hurts his eyes.

the more well known side of pinterest, that is covered in pictures of fashion boards, and the standard pretty person.

the ‘aesthetic’ side, kaminari calls it— it makes bakugou cringe, and he was just about to refresh his page

when he spots something familiar, it’s you‼️ well it wasn’t just you but, you were dressed in something,, nice.

like sure! you’re attractive. but that’s not why he’s dating you, there’s a lot of reasons as to why

but, he’s baffled. seeing you in a different light, and in such nice clothing, what more, when he sees that you’re actually everywhere. he hasn’t seen this much of you and your attractive ass before

katsuki told himself that he was going to sleep a few minutes ago, but now? he’s left admiring all of your pictures.

how did he not know that his s/o’s pinterest famous? you’re practically in every single board!

he confronts you the next day in an oddly weird manner, “you didn’t tell me you were famous on that stupid pinterest app.”

you’re sheepish, “welll, i didn’t know that you were going to stumble on that side of pinterest!”

he doesn’t say anything, and really! it looks like he doesn’t care about the newest discovery of his s/o

but he shows his feelings in his own way.

like, how katsuki insists that he finds a new outfit that you’d absolutely love— one that’ll fit with your aesthetic

and that he insists that he does your graphic liner, because you’re going to ‘poke your eyes out’

makes an entirely different account to reply to those simps and creeps in the comment section, sort of like

random pinterest user : “the things i’ll do to be crushed by them 💦”

pinterestuser461903 : “go touch some fucking grass.”

also would’ve commented “your art sucks” at the poorly done drawings of you in the comments, but knows you appreciated the art— so he doesn’t

(still thinks the fanart doesn’t do you enough justice)

he’ll be super proud when someone notices you in person like “yeah that’s fucking right, but too bad they’re super attractive and way out of your league.”

in short, it looks like katsuki doesn’t care at all about your pinterest famous life, but he’s your #1 supporter

todoroki shouto

i am certain for this one— he doesn’t have pinterest

well, he didn’t have pinterest, until midoriya convinced him to create an account, but it kinda just ended at that

but the person that actually made him use pinterest was sero, because he kept bugging him to give it a try

todoroki finds the app very practical— he can find screen caps of heroes in action, and he can also find oddly helpful tips in cooking (and in anything)

but sero was like “todoroki, what about the aesthetic value??” and todoroki didn’t really get that part to be honest 💀

todoroki, being clueless didn’t know what to search for— so sero being the wonderful friend he is, helped him search for it

and that’s when it happened. it didn’t take that long, but they eventually found an entire section just full of pictures of you; their classmate and crush

“is that Y/N?” mina notices what they’re looking at, and she observes the picture “oh wow— it is her! no wonder why she looked familiar.”

“it’s impressive! our classmate is pinterest famous!” they continue to look at every single post in each board, and todoroki’s left to observe in silence

he has definitely taken a liking to you, even if he didn’t realize it at first— he liked you because of your hard work when it came to training, personality and patience, not because of your looks

obviously, todoroki thinks that you look good in anything, trashbag style or not. but seeing you in this light was interesting.

so after training, todoroki would spent a good portion of his time scavenging for more pictures— not because he was obsessed or anything

but because,, he really liked your pictures. maybe it was because without you in those pictures, it would feel incomplete

he didn’t know how to approach you after this discovery, which is why he’s glad that you approached him first

“todoroki! what are you looking at?” you took a peak at his screen, and you’re baffled to see yourself, and that very famous picture of you

he’s quiet for a second when he realizes that you’ve caught him staring at your pictures, but he explains calmly, “sero accidentally discovered your pictures,, and i just wanted to take a peak at them, if it was okay,,”

and he’s relieved— well, you’re also relieved. you didn’t know how your crush would react if he ever saw those pictures, but your heart skipped a beat knowing that he enjoyed looking at them

“it’s alright todoroki,” you smile, honestly over the moon as you spoke “i’m really glad that you like them.”

sometimes you’d get shy whenever he’d go on pinterest just to look at your pictures, “todoroki, not that one! that one was really old,,” is what you’d say whenever he’d look at your older photos but he’d still look at them anyway 💀

at first, todoroki helped you in his own subtle way. since he’s quite the fashion icon— he’d recommend you clothes to wear for future pictures

he eventually confessed— and it was because you were talking to him while he was really tired, and he blurted out that he really, really liked you and you almost passed away because of his words

so yeah— it was a case of secretly admiring their beautiful best friend to lovers scenario

he’d go the full mile when it came to taking your pictures. he’d check the weather forecast just in case if it was going to rain for that date, and impromptu picnic photoshoot

that boyfriend that has pictures of you in his photo gallery, and has a backstory for each photo if anyone were to ask

also that boyfriend that knows how to take pictures, will probably even lay down to take them, even if you didn’t kindly ask him to

when you asked him to join the picture, he didn’t really know how to— but he made it work! and the both of you guys went viral

but this isn’t all one sided, no— whenever you guys would cuddle, shouto would simply stare at you with HEARTS in his eyes,

and even before he leans in for a kiss, he’ll stare at you with so much love in his eyes, while he traces his thumb across your cheekbones. man’s in love— you’re gorgeous.

he knows that you know that he’s not with you because of any ulterior motive, you both have mutual trust in each other— so it’s not something you guys will bother on questioning because you’re both hot asf lets be real

he’s not uncomfortable whenever people gawk at you in public— i mean, you two get stares on the regular. and how could they not stare at you? you’re very attractive, and he’s glad that people recognize that

but he’ll get protective if they’ll try to be a threat to your loving relationship with him, he won’t be afraid to be blunt

regarding the comments on each pinterest post— he hates it when people say things out of the line

always tries to hide them from you so you don’t feel bothered by them, but if you knew about them— he’ll be sad :,(

but he’ll end up mass reporting those nasty comments— and they always get taken down, because of the shouto todoroki luck

in short? man’s whipped, and the both of you guys are SO attractive together— what more if people knew about the om chemistry?

really— you being pinterest famous was just a nice plus, he fell in love with you for you

likes and reblogs are appreciated, thanks for reading!

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hypmic-writings · 3 years

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Hello! I’d like to request a scenario with Jyuto vampire 😳 like idk Jyuto falling in love with fem s/o which is a human or something like that!! Take care 💗💗

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Characters: vampire!Juto Iruma x reader

Genre: Vampire AU; Fluff

Warnings: Mentions of blood

Word Count: 897

A/N: Hope it's okay that I kind of just took the idea and ran with it! I absolutely love vampire AUs so this one was fun to do, especially for spooky season! Enjoy~

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“Hello, darling,” Juto said as you opened the door. Breaking into a smile, you reached for the flowers in his hands as you threw your arms around him, the chirping of the crickets loud in the nightly air.

“These are gorgeous, thank you so much,” you said, kissing his cheek and taking a moment to smell the flowers as you nodded for him to follow. Thankfully, Juto had been to your home many times and he didn’t need you to invite him in yet again.

You had been dating Juto for just over a year now, and what had started as a roller coaster of emotions and turmoil, deciding whether it was worth trying to find love together even when he was a vampire and you were a mere mortal, ended up as being…a rather normal relationship.

He would often come over to your house for dinner or dates, and while you would spend the night at his place from time to time, he was unable to sleep at your apartment since none of the rooms were light-tight.

In fact, that was one of the projects you were currently working on. Since Juto refused to sleep in a coffin, you decided to take it upon yourself to secure your spare room, making it light-tight and barring all of the windows, wanting Juto to feel just as comfortable in your home as he was in his own.

“Would you still like to go to that Italian restaurant? The reservations last until 10pm,” he proposed, watching you put the flowers into a vase.

“No, I’d rather spend time with you here,” you said, shooting him a smirk. “And besides, I hate it when you just sit and watch me eat,” you added with a knowing grin. Juto smiled and walked over to you, letting his hands rest on your waist as he looked you deeply in the eyes. Your hands instinctively went to his chest as you smiled at him.

“I would not wish to deny you the pleasure of eating,” Juto told you. “It was one of my favorite past times as a human, you know. I loved trying different foods from all different countries…even now I wonder if diet has a certain effect on the way certain humans taste,” he explained, kissing your forehead softly. You let out a small laugh, making Juto raise an eyebrow.

“Are you saying I’ll taste better if I eat some Italian food?” you asked, your eyes sparkling as you teased him. Juto let out a chuckle and shook his head.

“No, my dear, you’ll always taste the same. More than food, it’s the blood type that changes taste,” he said. “And yours just happens to be my favorite,” he added, letting his eyes flicker to the pulse he could clearly hear in your veins.

“My blood type?”

“No, your taste,” Juto mused, whispering into your ear.

His breath was hot in your ears, despite his cold lips lightly touching them, and you felt a chill run down your skin as well as the heat rush to your face at his words. You let out a nervous laugh and turned away from him so that he wouldn’t see your clear reaction to his teasing.

He was always teasing you like that, using words just to make you flustered or saying things out of the blue. You knew you couldn’t hide from him though – you were sure he could hear your rising heartbeat, even if you couldn’t.

“Anyways, we can at least drink together, can’t we? There’s an extra bag of blood in the fridge for you, and I brought a bottle of wine to share so let’s start there,” you hurriedly exclaimed, slipping away from Juto and towards the fridge. The blood bag was still fresh enough for Juto to enjoy and he always said that it tasted better when mixed with a little bit of wine.

“That, I can help you with,” Juto agreed, sauntering over to pull out two glasses and setting them down on the counter beside you.

“Sorry, I’m sure this wine isn’t up to your standards,” you sighed, dramatically, knowing how picky your boyfriend could be about his wines.

Juto was always telling you stories about his time in Europe in the 1800s and how the French region had some of the best wine he had ever tasted. Meanwhile, you had bought a brand name from the corner store just a few hours ago.

“Darling, any wine is better than no wine at all,” Juto reassured you, waiting for you to set the wine down before picking up the class seamlessly.

It was difficult to explain, but you loved watching him do mundane tasks. Even something simple like picking up and swirling a wine glass was made to look effortless and timeless to you, and you hated to admit that you loved to watch Juto simply exist. Every movement he took made it seem as though he had perfected the art of living. You supposed that after living for hundreds of years…perhaps he really had perfected living, even if he wasn’t technically alive anymore.

“To us – a forbidden pair of lovers…a human and a vampire defying fate and finding happiness together,” he exclaimed, leaning the wine glass to you. You smiled at him and nodded, licking your lips lightly before clinking your glass to his.

“To us.”

.・。.・゜✭・.・✫・゜・。.

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glassartpeasants · 3 years

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Late Nights

Frankie x GN!Reader

Warnings: Angst,

A/N: I managed to pop this one out first cause idk. But here you guy bro @writingfromthetomb sorry if it’s short im rusty. It sucks but oop. Isaac’s and Will’s I’ll try to pop out this week

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As much as you loved Frankie, being in a relationship with the undead man was a terrible challenge. Work always consumed his schedule. It felt like he never had anytime for you. He would always be consumed in his work to even notice your presence. Always talking about how you were annoying him and to leave him be so he could work.

It hurt. You would always make him dinner, which he promptly took a plate before hiding in his room to try and learn more about his target. Not a thank you to be heard. No words exchanged between you two. He said that bounty hunting was a full time job. He was very good at it, which caused him to get more money as he went on. It slowly caused him to be money hungry over the years. He’s a workaholic to the highest degree. It hurts when you try to show him affection, but he pushes you away and calls you clingy.

Wanting a small bit of affection was not clingy. You just wanted to spend time with him. Maybe if you ignored him, he would come to you? Now even yo knew that was impossible. Your heart would never allow that. You love him too much so it’s always a struggle. So here you are, at two in the morning, laying in the bed with your boyfriend by your side. The night is the only time where you would actually be able to feel the comfort of his arms.

It was a time you never took for granted. You were forever grateful for every second that you felt the comfort of his arms. His head would be in between your head and shoulder while his arms were wrapped against your waist. You would intangle your fingers with his and smile stretched across your tired face. You dreaded the morning, knowing that this time with him never lasts long.

“At least I get this time with you. It may not be long but I’ll take it.” You turn your face a bit before pressing a kiss to his cheek.

“If only you could accept the love i have to give you.” Your hand moved towards his hair. Your fingers sliding through his soft locks as you slowly massaged his scalp. A soft sigh left Frankie’s lips as his arms tighten around your form and digs his head deeper into your neck. The small action caused your lip to tremble as a few tears slip from your eyes and roll down your cheeks. You close your eyes only for you to be met with the sun shining in your eyes and Frankies side of the bed cold and empty.

“God damnit. HE doesn’t even wait for me to wake up? Why am I even surprised anymore?” Frustration bubbled inside you as your legs move tot he side of the bed, lifting your self up to feel the feeling of the carpet between your toes.

You get changed and head into the living room/kitchen before noticing a note on the kitchen fridge.

Got a big job today, won’t be back till 8pm promise.

-Frankie

Last time he said he promised he broke it when he said he’d be home at 2pm only to arrive at one in the morning. Rightfully so you were furious. You were worried sick about him and all he said was a half assed sorry. It caused a major fight that surely one of the neighbors heard. It wasn’t pretty. It made your spend the night at your friends for a few days. You had gotten a call from Will on the 3rd day, saying that Frankie was more of an asshole than usual and to come back. You gave Will your number since you were friends with him.

It it weren’t for Will, you probably would have broken up with Frankie that day.

It felt like everything was coming back to start all over again. Tears of frustration rolled down your cheeks. Grabbing a couch cushion you throw it to your face before screaming into it.

“Fucking Frankie. I swear if you don’t keep your promise this time it’s over.”

And so the countdown started.

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3pm

...

4pm

...

6pm

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7:45pm

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8pm

...

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You sat on the couch watching the door with your phone in your hand, watching the clock count down. SpongeBob playing on the tv while your knuckles turn white before going back to it’s normal color after calming yourself down. He’s probably only a few minutes late right?

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9pm: Everyone can be a little late

10pm: Traffic did seem bad today

11pm:....

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You finally fell asleep at the late hours of 12am. Staying up late waiting for him to return all those times are finally catching up to you.

The sound of the door unlocking woke you up. Your eyes flutter open as you see your boyfriend coming in. You turn on your phone to see the time and as soon as the cock turned on screen you body was filled with rage and you only saw red

3am

“Are you fucking kidding me Frankie?! WTF?! It’s 3am! Not 8pm@ WHere gave you been?!”

“Lost track of time. Im back at least aren’t I?” His lack of reaction only fueled your rage.

“I was worried sick about you! You broke your promise again! Listen Frankie, I don’t know if i can take this anymore! Im always worried about you! You come home at ungodly hours of the night and then act like nothing had happened! Can you not understand how I feel?”

“Jesus christ! I always come home don’t I? You need to stop being so clingy!”

“Cling? Clingy?! CLINGY?! It’s clingy to worry about my boyfriend?! It’s clingy to just want to spend time with you?! The only time i spend with you is when we’re sleeping! That the only time i feel like you actually love me!” Tears blur your vision as Frankie’s face became blurry.

“Go to the bed. Im sleeping on the couch tonight.”

“Fine.” Frankie stomps to his room before slamming the door closed. It was when you let out a sigh, that you knew it was time to let go.

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