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pbandjesse · 2 years

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I shouldn't have been so stressed about today because it was honestly excellent. Besides being entirely to hot, it was a really good day.

I slept okay last night. I am still having issues with blankets and pillows and being uncomfy but it was fine. And when I woke up I actually felt pretty good.

James was laying on the pile of extra pillows and blankets on the floor. So I got to see their sweet face first thing. And I got washed up and dressed and they made a big fuss about how cute I looked and that made me feel very good. I had lots of confidence going into the day.

I got breakfast and had a good drive out to camp. I was feeling a little anxious still. But it ended up being totally fine. I got there at 930 and went up to the art building to deal with anything people left for me. Except they didn't leave me anything and I felt really annoyed. Just selfish behavior continues.

But I got some bug spray and a few thing so had left behind. And then went down to find out what was up. I knew I was doing ground elements but I wanted some answers about what the group was and ages and stuff.

I went and found Elizabeth and we chatted. The group is an organization that makes 10 year commitments to kids in underserved communities and pairs them with an adult mentor and it seems like a really great program.

I went to set up my stuff. I was already to hot but I was doing my best. I drank lots of water today. And tried to stay out of direct sun for the most part.

We were supposed to start at 11. So I had some time. I went and ate my breakfast sandwich. Walked around. Said hello to the groups adults that were there setting up and putting up cute decorations. Buddy the dog, the cleaning lady's dog, was wandering around and he's such a good boy. Oldest and chunkiest dog. He will push you over if you don't pet him.

We were supposed to meet at the feild at 11. I needed to go get a walkie. So I headed over there. Only to get word that there was a change of plans. And the bus was still not here. So we were on stand by.

I was asked if I wanted to sort the lost and found and I was like. Yes please. So I started working on that. And I was having the best time. I folded all the clothes and towels. Sorted all the objects. It was a great time honestly. I had my podcast on. I was sorting and feeling good.

But the group would come eventually. And it was decided they would become 3 groups instead of 4 and we would push the programs back until after lunch. So I had time to waste until 115.

I had my little lunch. And watched some videos. Chatted with Heather about my fall plans. With my interview tomorrow and the wedding coming up! And just some art idea I'm kicking around. Like printmaking with Legos dots. And she was very supportive and that was really nice.

I went up to the art building to chill there. My hammocks we're up obviously, but I chilled at the picnic tables. I was going to sit in my car but it was in the sun and got to hot. Ah well.

Finally I got to go with my groups. I with with Dachelle as a co but she would mostly be running around helping make sure the other groups were good. And that was fine with me.

I honestly think this was my best go at ground elements and low ropes. I would only end up having two classes and the first one has a little trouble because a few people didn't want to participate. But the second group was so fun. And we had lots of laughs and excitement.

We would start each program with a team activity called 'kings fingers' where they have to move a tire, that has 6 12 ft ropes tied to it, and get it over three wooden stakes that are different heights. After they completed that we went to whale watcher. Where they would balance as a group on a giant seesaw. The first groups longest time was 35 seconds, and the second group got 1 minute and 8 seconds! Amazing. Apparently though at camp this year a group of 8 year olds balanced for a half hour. Which is absolutely wild.

After that we did the low ropes. Which I probably broke some rules but we had spotters and everyone got across and for real it was my favorite part. I love walking across the right rope and I also like showing off how to do a little rope climbing. Using those circus skills a little bit.

Finally we would go over to the tipis feild and do the a frame walkers. Where someone stands on a wooden A frame and then there are 6 ropes that the group uses to hold them up and help walk down the field. And they struggled but they worked hard and were able to get it done. And they were all super excited that they were going swimming after that.

I walked them towards their cabins, because they are staying two nights, and then went to the office to check in. I chatted with the group about how camp is and their program. They are really nice! I hope they are having fun out there tonight.

At the office I got a snack and decided to go sit at the pool with the group. Watched them struggle to try to pass the swim test. Only 3 people did!! Which is wild. I just laid on the pool deck with my legs in the water and that was really nice.

I didn't know what's else to do with myself so I just chilled at the pool. My next program should have been at 5. But right before that Heather texted that they were canceling the evening program. And that we would still get paid but could go home early.

Excellent. Don't have to tell me twice. Well you do because I went to confirm with Elizabeth and then with Heather. But I was still excited to get out of there. I said goodbye to everyone and went up to my car.

I texted James and then called them. I decided to stop at target tonight so I wouldn't have to go tomorrow.

Target kind of stressed me out though. I was very sun tired despite my work to stay out of the direct sun. I got each of the new Halloween keychains from the dollar spot and I love them all. I put the ghost one in our car hanging from the mirror. And then I was able to find the Legos I wanted for my printing idea. I did not find any cake like James asked me to bring home. But that's alright.

I was a little overheated and frustrated. But I would get home in one piece. Even if I had to drive directly into the sun. I hate driving at that time of day.

But it ended up being perfect because as I was parking Mr Will was there!! I haven't seen him in forever. We chatted and he walked me inside. Asked if he was invited to our wedding. And of course now he is. Because I love Mr Will and I didn't think he was interested but he was like. Of course I am. So now he has an invitation. And also is going to come over tomorrow to fix our counters that broke. Love Mr Will.

And Brandon was here when I came home. Always fun to have people. Brandon was so sweet though and was encouraging my printmaking idea. And he was asking James about our honeymoon plans. And when he heard we were going to possibly fly to our first destination he said his wedding gift to us is paying for our flights there and back. Blown away by the kindness there. Thank you Brandon.

And then I was working on this print making idea. I will for sure need a lot more Lego dots but so far it absolutely works. I think the link will be the resetting and cleaning between participants but I think that will be okay. I am going to look into more dots for prices but I am really excited to try more and get this down as a real project.

James and Brandon watched a movie while I had dinner and did some of my knitting. My hands don't hurt as much tonight. But I lost steam and didn't want to do it anymore after one row. I'll get caught up soon.

I got cleaned up and have been chilling with Sweetp since then. Brandon left a little while ago. And me and James are in bed. I am ready to sleep.

Tomorrow I want to do a lot of art. And I have my zoom internet at 1. I am a little nervous but this very much feels like if I get it I get it. It won't be heartbreaking. I have a lot going on right now, lots of things in the works. And it just feels good to be moving forward after a long summer.

I hope you all have a great night sleep. Take care of yourself. Goodnight!!

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sainadazai · 3 years

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When your crush is angry all the time

Ch.4

I wanna be an intern too, you ragedy ann looking ass hoe 😠

Y/n pov

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All goes well when you are ignorant is what my dear best friend would say to me now, as I sit in the very back of the class unfocused on how our teacher is introducing an activity I have no chance of participating in. All I knew was that when Mr. Aizawa walked up to the board and wrote names of people getting offers, I wasn't one of them. Not that I expected to be, considering I wasn't in the sports festival, let alone the school at all back then.

However, I did notice a small inconsistency in the order of the most offers. I was pretty sure that boom boom had gotten first place in the festival, him being there is what convinced me to transfer, but his name was actually second on the board.

Todoroki had taken the place of first as far as offers were concerned. Todoroki the nice boy who I used to meet when I snuck away from my fucking prison cell. Call me privileged for complaining about living in a mansion All my life, but I much prefer being here. With common folk. They ground me.

I peeked up from my phone at the red and white head of hair in front of me, he didn't seem all that fazed. Although maybe it was just the lack of seeing his face that made me believe he couldn't care less about all but one of those offers. Still, his business is his, and my business is the new Ao3 update on my favorite chrollo lucilfer fanfiction. What a babe.

I decided that the class as of right now would be of no importance to me, considering I will have no offers, and bakugou-the reason I came here- hates me like I'm a piece of gum stuck under his shoe. Through that conclusion I allowed myself to dissolve into the world of hxh and forget about how boring this world is.

Could my power beat Killua or go in a fight? I mean, it doesn't enhance my strength like they did trying to get into Killua's house so physically they must be stronger.

"Y/n! Is there something you would like to share with the class?"

Mr.Aizawas voice seemed almost shot at me as my gaze rose from my phone in my lap to meet him at the front of the room. He looked displeased to say the least. Well good for him, im displeased too, I might not be able to beat a fucking twelve year old in combat.

"Huh?"

"You were grumbling, what's so important you had to tell us, hm?"

I thought it through for a second- just kidding, I never think anything through.

"Oh, well I wasn't sure if I could beat Gon in a fight, but I'm not coming to the realization that if Chrollo is my boyfriend, I shouldn't have to fight anyone at all. I can just be a pretty face in the backgrounds and then after he wins for me i'll suck his-"

"Enough, y/n." Mr.Aizawa no longer held a tired looking face, his eyes were wide and an uncomfortable cringed was set on his face. As I peered at the rest of the class many also had shocked eyes, but unlike our teacher, held faint blushes.

Minus midoriya, his face was completely red and his eyes void of life. I must've killed him, huh.

"Wait!"

In an attempt to regain some dignity, I tried to correct myself.

"I would....not suck his-?"

"Don't even say it, shitty princess !"

"Woah bakugou, you spoke to me on purpose!?"

"Shut up!"

"Hey, how come you call me princess, you like me or something?"

He growled at that, neither of us paying mind to the fact that everyone in the class was either dead from nosebleeds or extremely uncomfortable and staring at us.

"Its cuz you act fucking entitled like a princess"

"I'll be your pillow princes-"

"Enough!" A robotic-like hand sliced the air in front of me. The voice sounded firm, almost more teacher-like than our teacher's voice. I followed my gaze up the hand, not failing to notice how as I drew up the guy's arm his muscles only seemed to get bigger and bigger and- iida?

"Oh class rep-"

"Y/n this vulgar language and border-line harassment needs to cease immediately. I will not tolerante overtly sexual language and acts in this class-"

As he was speaking I noticed something ironic about the situation. If everyone here didn't like sexual jokes or banter, how were they so flustered at comments that objectively should be unknown to them.

"How did you know what I meant, iida?" I rasped in a low sultry voice, allowing my fingers to dance up his arm starting at the wrist in front of my face.

I heard a few chuckles from, who I would say are the only two people enjoying this situation: kaminari and...stinky mineta. Iida's face grew more red than previously and the arms in front of me began shaking.

"Mr.Aizawa it seems I've disarmed the robot. Is there a restart button or something?" I question with a serious face using the search as an excuse to wonder my eyes all over his body. Perverted? Yes. Rightfully attracted to this giant hunk of a nerd. Yes ×10.

"No, there is not." Todoroki, who was in front of me, finally turned around to address me. I guess he was unfazed by my words. Looks like someone here can be cool. Whether he is okay because he is more comfortable with sexual jokes, or because he has yet to pick up on them, its nice that somebody in here can still function. Otherwise, I'd feel like a nuisance.

"Y/n I'm not really sure how to- let's just say to have detention with your m- midnight. Detention. Yeah." Aizawa publicly convinced himself of my punishment?

"Okay"

"Now, back to this, even if you didn't get any offers ALL of you will have an internship"

And so went on the class, kids chose their hero names, not me though. I wasn't even sure I wanted to be a hero at all, this was just a little less boring and sad than the way I lived before. This school had people who laughed in joy, not just to mask the pain. That was the real benefit, not being a hero, or being strong. Likely no one here realized that there were many places where none of this joy was possible.

Some of the kids in class gave me suggestions for a hero name, but I didn't like them anyway. They lacked personality, and while I have many adjectives to describe my personality, my life, none of them are all that heroic.

"Dark element"

"Girl who will die if her quirk doesnt like its environment"

See, I'm not the best at this. Even bakugan names had some sense to it...well no. I'd say we're about the same, but still. Ugh.

~timeskip~

Bakugou pov 😠

She came up with no hero names. Fucking entitled brat. Everyone at this lunch table seems to have no problem with the fact that she is here, just happy to have another pair of tits to stare at like perverts. Their gross. I bet she doesn't even want to be a hero, she sure as hell doesn't act like it. We don't even know what her whole quirk is. Ive seen her do that plant shit a couple times, fucking with flowers or whatever. Still, there's more to it. Something we don't know, at least. Cuz in the middle of class she gets up and whispers to Aizawa and he just lets her go. Where the fuck does she go?

Interrupts class, got into the school because her moms a teacher, won't use her quirk. What a nuisance, I can't believe she is not expelled yet. Plus those bullshit sex jokes are so shitty. She is obviously faking something when she does them. Not like midnight, who always at least seems like she means that gross shit.

"Hey, who did you guys choose for your internship? I haven't chosen yet."

"The number three hero guy," I spoke, knowing I'm the only person here who already chose.

"Really? Best jeanist! That's so cool, but are you sure that for you bakugou?" Shitty hair raised a shitty brow at me.

"What the hell is that supposed to mean!?"

"Just that he seems pretty...uptight..for you?" Dunceface added, but he spoke like it was a question. Of course he is the hero for me, he is the highest ranting hero on my list. If I wanna be number one, I gotta train with the best.

If I go to his agency I'm sure there will be a lot more action, since he is so high ranking. Then i'll get some real experience kicking villain ass, well, other than the USJ.

"Of course he is the right option!"

"Woahhh~"

Shit. It's her voice. I honestly should applaud her for using it less often around me but, how can one small girl be so goddamn annoying. I don't even know what she has to say and I already wish she would just put a sock in it. How can someone so entitled like her, probably never had to lift a finger, walk over here and talk like she has something to say.

"You're working with the best jeanist! So cool, one time he saved me from a group of rapist guys, it was awesome with all these strings everywhere and I could only see half of his face. Oh and he had goofy hair too!"

Oh. I didn't really know how to respond to the girl who looked so excited about almost being violated. Another thing wrong with her? I looked back at the other people at the table to see if they knew how to respond to something like that.

Dunceface was frozen, tape arms were frozen, shitty hair was frozen, and alíen eyes were looking like a lost puppy and trying not to cry.

It didnt seem like the shutty princess was exactly understanding how what she just yelled was making things weird. She just stood there expectantly. She kinda looked like she thought being raped was something that must happen to everyone. Did she think that? Wouldn't put it past her weird ass.

"Uhm...anyways, i'm sure you'll do awesome, he likes to put boys in tight jeans. Wish I could intern too, I'd love to see that boom boom~" she winked.

A perverted joke...and then she had the audacity to wink at me.

"You wish you could see me in tight jeans, shitty extra!"

"I know...thats what a I just said." She dead panned, blinking a couple times at me.

"Tch, screw you!"

"I would-"

"Can it, i don't wanna hear your shitty voice anymore"

The girl stopped herself after my words, pushing all her hair behind her head, except for the two blond stands in the front.

(You don't have to acknowledge these if you don't want, but I made it so that they change color depending on what element your using and I thought it was hot*if you have short hair, then you just got a lil nishinoya type thing 🥰)

Lifted her obnoxious hands that moved around while she talked and made a zipper-like motion over her lips. Then she just stood there looking at me. I really wanted to just let her stand there and go back to eating. Ignore her completely and let her hope fizzle out and die or something like that.

Yet here I am, still looking at her. Silently. Wishing she made a stupid joke so that I could stop flickering between those images I'd seen of her dancing. How even though ballet is a princess fucking dance, the pictures felt nice. Like if I was watching it live I would probably be unable to criticize it. That pissed me off, because I want to hate everything about her, but I can't hate those photos. Where she looks like she is flying, without any need for a quirk.

I see her in that weird gown, and now, in the UA uniform. I see her looking respectable, formal, and serious. Then I see her stupid little smirk as she takes pride in being able to shut up for more than a minute.

"Why are you still standing there?"

Instead of answering, she took her hand up again, made a pinch with her fingers and unzipped her mouth.

"I was enjoying the look in your eyes."she smiled.

The look in my eyes? Could she tell I was seeing two different people? What the hell does that even mean? Even said it without that shitty flirt voice. Like she meant it.

"You tryna make fun of me?"I stood up from the table to get in her face.

"Not right now, maybe later, I gotta do something." She smiled sincerely at me, for a second as she walked away, I forgot about how this conversation started. What a wierd fucking girl. I'll never respect her as a hero. Tch. (Yes, its canon he tchs even in his thoughts)

3rd person POV

Y/n briskly walked out of the cafeteria with a new goal in mind. She would come to remember how maybe being oblivious was a benefit in some ways, but for now, she had a clear plan .

"Mr.Aizawa, let me do an internship."

"You weren't in the festival, I can't just hand you to a hero who has no idea what you can do, y/n."

"Well, you know what I can do, right?"

"No. I'm not doing internships. Stop asking."

"That's not what I meant! You can just tell them, or I could, it's not that hard to explain. Just say i'm all- powerful or some play on words like 'she's got all the right elements' hehe, see how i mimicked your voice there?" Y/n grinned like a child. She was proud of herself.

"No. Still not happening."

"I wanna be an intern too, you raggedy ann looking ass hoe"

"Y/n, it doesn't make sense, insulting me to get what you want?"

"Maybe it doesn't, but I bet you feel real insecure about your hair right now."

"You already have detention, what more do you want!"

"An internship, I wanna do one with kamui Woods, I have a good reason, too. As far as my quirk control, i'm the weakest with earth, the aspect that allows me to grow and manipulate plants and stuff. That's why I've only been using that part of it all month. Im trying to get her up to speed so I can start using all four at once. He is like a tres guy, right? He manipulates earth all day long. He could teach me a lot, and that aspect of my quirk would suit his well. Please!?!?!?"

If the girl had just asked again in a normal way, his answer would have been the same. However Aizawa was taken aback to hear how much thought she put into this. From the stories of the teachers lounge, he came to understand her big life goal, was to rely fully on a rich man or woman, and do nothing at all forever. Just to try and forget about the terrible life she was destined to have because of that quirk.

This side of her was something he could not even her mother had seen, and it prompted him to speak those words she wanted to hear so badly.

"Fine."

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