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an-au-blog · 6 months

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Omg i have an idea - Sanji prince set to marry the princess of Wano arc but she is in love with her bodygaurd Zoro. This makes sanji jealous of him and he in his free time does everything in his power to piss off zoro but zoro starts liking it. In reality he had never had hots for the princess, but the day he saw Sanji and his fighting skills, zoro was inexplicably drawn to him. So they start sparring together and arguing but they find it comforting in a way.

Will u elaborate this au ?? I would love to see you enhance it

Yesyesyesyes! I saw that (I just hate replying from my main and as far as ik I can't respond from a secondary)

This reminds me of a royal au art post that I see or come back to every so often like "I should probably write a royal au"

(anyways here i go... this turned out longer than intended lol:)

At first, Sanji would be so happy and anxious about meeting the princess. He's never seen her, it was an arranged marriage, but he heard that she is the most beautiful and elegant woman. So it was a huge shock when he arrived and all she would do was try to tend to her bodyguard or try chatting him up. Emphasis on the "try". The most he replied with was a huff or a grunt. Most of the time he acted like she wasn't even there. Even when she did talk to Sanji, the conversation somehow always circled back to her body guard.

It was all "Zoro this," and "Zoro that," and admittedly, Sanji could hesitantly agree that if what she was talking about him was true, he was a man of pride and honor. It still pissed him off.

Sanji was a bit disappointed on many levels. He wanted a nice date with his future wife. What was he thinking? The mossheaded brute? She could do so much better than that swordsman. What does he have that Sanji doesn't??? Not to mention that the guard was staring daggers into him the whole day.

At the end of their "date", the swordsman insisted on sending him off to where he'd be staying. He even offered to give him a tour of the city.

Sanji responded with a "I'd love to get a tour from miss Hiyori, but I don't want anything from you, mosshead."

They end up going anyway because the very next day...

Zoro to Hiyori: I should take him into town for a tour.

Hiyori: Yes that's a great idea! I could come too,

Zoro: No

Sanji: Yes

Zoro sweating: it uh... it won't be safe.

Through out the whole walk Sanji would keep saying things like "oh, how I wish my FUTURE WIFE could be with us now," and "do you think my FIANCE would like this if I bought here one?" to make sure Zoro knew that Sanji was the one who would marry her.

Zoro seemed irritated at first but it slowly started seeming more like sadness than anger. At one point Zoro turns and interrupts him, telling him that they're lost. Turns out not only were they lost, Zoro didn't know where they were going for a while now.

An insult turns into a snarky remark in return, which turns into a kick, turns into a fight. After they were all worn out from the fight, Sanji begrudgingly realized that he enjoyed sparing a bit too much. It was the most fun he had since he arrived. He would never admit it though.

Once they found their way back Sanji decides that he would try and be as close to his fiance as possible. If he flirted with her enough, the Marimo would get the hint.

On one hand it worked. Zoro seemed to get really angry whenever he flirted with her. Which usually ended with them sparring. Zoro would say some questionable things during their fights... so Sanji responded. It escalated to the most fucked up and homoerotic shit, to the point where people got used to leaving the room to give them privacy.

As the wedding approached, Sanji started seeing less and less of Zoro. When he asked Hiyori about it she always gave an answer that sounded extremely fake.

It didn't bother Sanji... until it did. He stormed every room until he found the mosshead meditating under a tree. Sanji didn't know what he was going to do, but it would definitely going to include a confrontation.

Sanji: Are you avoiding me shitty swordsman?

Zoro, not even opening his eyes: ...

Sanji: At first I thought you had left or that you were avoiding both me and Hiyori, but then I find out you were with her daily.

Zoro still not answering pissed Sanji off and was his sign to continue talking.

Sanji: I can't believe you'd try to seduce MY future wife behind my back like that! For all that talk about honor, you sure are dishonest!

Zoro finally snapping: I avoid you because I know she'll marry you, I'm doing this for her sake. I don't want to ruin her wedding.

Sanji: Oh, right you're stealing her from me for her sake.

Zoro: I'm avoiding you because if I see you I can't guarantee I can hold myself back from ending the engagement and running off with you.

Sanji, absolutely baffled with this answer. That was so much new information, he didn't know what to ask first. After a minute of gaping like a fish, Sanji started talking on auto pilot. An apparently "autopilot" was "bitchy": What makes you think I'd want that?

And when he thought Zoro would spit something back, Zoro looked up at him with the saddest most heartbroken look in his eyes: I don't.

It sounded more like an apology than an answer.

Sanji felt like his world shattered.

The swordsman stood up and paused for a bit. As if he was ready to do something that he would regret but stopped himself. Sanji would have done anything to know what he was going to do or say. But alas, felt frozen.

Zoro: It's okay, I told Hiyori I'm leaving after the wedding. I won't be bothering you and your wife anymore.

Walking away, Zoro couldn't help but think how much he wanted to rush back and give him a kiss farewell. One filled with all the passion, frustration and despair he'd be harboring until now.

#zosan #one piece zosan #zoro x sanji #sanji x zoro #zosan au #op #i bet you though this would be a happy haha story huh >:]#answers

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narvana27 · 8 months

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Why Omi would be a bad shoku warrior:

Many might think that the best choice when it comes to picking a leader would be Omi. Why? I think it's because of the fact he's kinda like the main character. Kinda. Cuz in theory there's 4 main characters and that obviously is Omi, Rai, Kim and Clay, but Omi is the first one we see, the first episode is basically focused on him realizing he’s there as a subject of teaching and not the teacher, and he probably has the most episodes that are mainly about him. He has the biggest amount of showdowns and maybe even the most quotes. He's also so fixated about being a xiaolin monk, he often talks about his honor and how he loves to fight and generally how awesome he is. Even my older sister who didn’t watch the show when asked said that Omi became a leader. Just because it suits him, right? He's ambitious, focused on his goals, this reality is everything he knows, so isn't it enough, isn't he a perfect choice? Well, no, and I will prove why *fingers cracking*

#1. Omi is too self focused, narcissistic & egocentric:

Don’t say he's just confident. Being narcissistic is not the same as being confident. He's cocky, he makes fun of others (Raimundo) for their mistakes, he sees himself as the better person in everything and tends to bend what he knows is bad when he really wants to do it to fit his own fake narrative. He loves himself too much, just too much for this position. I saw a quote that said If you want to see if someone is a narcissist you have to listen to how they wish you a happy birthday or any other thing. If they make it somehow about themselves - they're narcissistic. Omi does this, and the example is how when the monks tried to corrupt Dojo with gifts to see if he knows who's gonna be wudai or shoku warrior they all gave him something... normal. Rai - A chain with letter “D”, Kim - basket with fruits and for Clay it probably was a hat cuz I don't remember. Omi gave him a portrait of himself. Not of Dojo but of him. Narcissist 100%

#2.He wants to be better than everyone and is blinded by that:

Remember when everyone got those kind of wu that were only theirs and they were supposed to like work with that one individual element? The ones they put on their hands? 😅 xD Anyway, Bean Roy knew Omi and the other monks the shortest, since he was the last “big villain" that occurred on the show. And yet he knew that his ego is so big and so prone to suggestions, especially the ones that might make him “even better" than everyone else, that he did go to his head and just whispers "Hey, u know u can use everyone's wu and u will be like super powerful after that?". That's all, he literally didn’t do anything more than that. With Raimundo when he did the same thing - he tried psychological tricks to break him, he had to search for deep things in his mind to do that. But with Omi it was a couple of sentences. A couple of words to make him go and STEAL someone’s belongings to become more powerful just for the sake of it.

#3. His weird relation with Chase Young:

Now, I think that this is a valid and a solid reason on it own to not trust that boy and to not make him a leader. Because how do you imagine a shoku that lies to his friends about what he's doing in the main villain palace and he's there because he wants to SET HIM FREE from the Sphere of Yun that Jack Spicer put him in?! Like what?! He did that ONLY because he likes Chase. And there's no denial he does, because he does, let's be real. We might say “He's just naive and he sees good in everyone”, but that's not what happened there and it had nothing to do with that. He set him free just because. Cuz he likes him, he's for whatever reason almost smitten with Chase. And maybe it's because Chase is like a fallen angel - He was good but then chose to be bad and now Omi wants to make him good again because he was one of the trio that stopped Wuya back in the day and he would like to worship him as he does this with Dashi & Guan? Or maybe because Chase teases him? He's constantly talking to him, Omi knows he wants him by his side and he feels... Special? His ego is most definitely a huge part in this. 100%

#4.He's naive:

Omi is the youngest as some sources claims, but we all can agree on that I think. He might be under the age of 13 or 14 at ABSOLUTE max. I mean they're all pretty young, but there's still a difference between like 18 I would give to Raimundo at the end of the show or 19 I would give Clay and that 13 of Omi. He's young and he does not know anything about the outside world besides the temple. Maybe that's also the reason why he's so naive, but we see that many times in the show that he wants to make bad people into good ones almost in the blink of an eye. He tried that with Jack a couple of times and he almost wanted to be some sort of friends with him??? When Jack decided to join them he absolutely trusted him, which is so weird to me considering how much resentment and grudge he has and holds towards Rai for his past betrayal. Even when he proved his worth their trust, even when there was no doubt he's changed and knows better now - he still had to clap his goddamn mouth about how Rai is worse than him and the rest and he still doesn’t know if he can trust him. Yeah, but at the same time you saw nothing wrong with Jack living with you under the same roof, doing the same with Katnappe and having this weird thing going on with Chase? That makes sense Omi xDD. So yeah, he was not a good choice for a shoku at all, I hope you also see that if u didn’t before 🙂🙃.

#Omi would be horrible shoku #Those are pure facts #The fact I hate Omi doesnt have anything to do with that #jack spicer #kimiko tohomiko #chase young #wuya #xiaolin showdown #xiaolin #raimundo pedrosa #clay bailey #xiaolin meme #narvana27 #xiaolin showdown analysis

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mxssingmemories · 9 months

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JUUUUUUULEEEEEEESSSSSSSSSS hi okay so UM I HAE AN IDEA. tom holland x platonic bsf reader thing where reader comes out to him? it can be anything u want AND ALSO PLEASE I WANT TESSA IN THERE IF U CAN thank u beautiful i love u beaitiful bye beautiful

Best Friend Ever

Pairing: Tom Holland x platonic!best friend!reader

Summary: Y/N found out some news about herself and really wants to tell her best friend Tom. She's really worried about how he'll react, but he comes through like the amazing person he is.

Warnings: Anxiety, coming out, tooth-rotting fluff <3

Word count: 1.2k !!

A/N: Jules? Posting two fics in a single night?? What is happening? Anyways, I'm loving this request, thank you so much Ash <3. This fic was so much fun to write. Also, reminder that requests are very much open!!

It was a pretty quiet day in the Holland house. Dom and Nikki, along with his brothers, were all out of town on a "vacation" of sorts. Tom ended up staying home to take care of Tessa. He was pretty excited to finally have the house to himself for once, especially since that meant he could invite you over. Everyone knew that you were his best friend-you've been there for him during some of the hardest times in his life. You've known him since before his first Marvel role, and you were so blessed that you got to see him grow up in his own little ways.

You and Tom knew practically everything about each other. He could always tell when you were having a bad day or vice versa, and knew exactly what to do. So, when you showed up on his front porch for the scheduled hangout with a fake smile on your face, he knew something was wrong. He tried to get you to talk to him several times, but eventually just let it be. He knew you well enough to trust that if it was serious you'd come to him in your own time.

You two started your TV marathon-Brooklyn Nine-Nine, of course- and sat down on the living room couch. Tessa immediately curled up in between you both. You leaned into Tom's chest, allowing him to wrap his arms around you providing the casual comfort only a best friend could. His and Tessa's presence and breathing calmed you significantly, even as your thoughts weighed heavily on your mind.

"What if he doesn't support me? What if he breaks off the friendship? What if he hates me?"

Your brain ran through all of the possible outcomes with anxiety, thoughts whirling through your head at what felt like 50 miles an hour. Only when Tom's hand squeezed your arm gently did you come out of it, shooting an apologetic smile at your best friend. He nodded in understanding, holding you just a little closer as if he could protect you from the negative thoughts he didn't even know were there.

Logically, you knew Tom would probably be supportive. He'd had so many positive interactions with LGBTQ fans and family alike, but for some reason your brain thought it would be different. Oh well, you figured, might as well get it over with.

However, the second you opened your mouth, you felt your blood run cold. You quickly shut it again, hoping Tom didn't notice your little speaking mishap.

In reality, Tom definitely noticed. It only made him more concerned for you. You'd been off the whole day, not paying attention to the show at all. He knew all he had to do was wait for you to come to him, but he was still anxious as hell. Tom was a helper, and he had never felt the need to help more than he did in this moment.

"Want to go get some ice cream, Y/N?" he asked, a smile on his face. Your eyes brightened up as you nodded, jumping off the couch. "Okay, I'll get Tessa's leash on. You wanna grab a hoodie from my closet?" As you nodded again, he went to grab Tessa's leash and let you do your thing. You came back downstairs a minute later, all ready to go.

Tom put Tess in the backseat, making sure she was secure. The minute you got in, you stole the aux and Taylor Swift started blaring. When Tom scoffed, you smirked unabashedly-it was Taylor Swift. The ride to the ice cream parlor was uneventful, filled with quieter music and Tessa's paws on your arm. It was peaceful, and for a moment you were finally able to relax.

The bell dinged as you both walked into the shop, Alex coming over to greet you.

"Hey, loves! How's it going?" they grinned, already preparing your orders and Tess' whipped cream.

"Pretty okay, Alex! Mom and Dad are out of town, so me and dingus here are having a sleepover." Tom smiled, making sure Tessa didn't try to sneak behind the counter again. As soon as Alex got your orders prepared, Tom motioned to head out to the car, but you shook your head.

"Is it alright if I stay back and talk to Alex for a sec?" At his nod, you walked back in to find Alex sitting at one of the tables with a milkshake. They smiled and motioned for you to sit down. Nose deep in their milkshake, they motioned for you to continue.

Alex was one of the most open people you've ever met. They made it public knowledge they were trans, and you looked up to them very much.

You gulped. "How..how did you come out to your best friend?" Alex immediately sat up a little straighter and made eye contact with you.

"Well, honestly I feel like they knew. I kind of just came out with it outright. They were so supportive, and honestly it went really well. Why? IS there something you need to tell me?" they asked, a glint in their eyes.

"I'm pan, Alex." you stated, eyes widening when they giggled a bit.

"Dude. I know. I also know that you're terrified to tell Tom, am I right?" At your shrug, they continued, "I can promise you 100% that he's going to support you. He's your best friend, and above all an awesome person. I think you should do it. You got this kiddo," they beamed. Standing up to hug them with tears in your eyes, you started walking out. They grabbed your shoulder, and whispered "it's gonna be fine." Planting a kiss on your cheek, you finally met Tom outside.

You ate your ice cream on the way home, quite enjoying the newfound confidence the chat with Alex gave you.

The second you got home, Tessa jumped on the couch with you, effectively taking Tom's spot. He playfully glared at Tess and scooted her over until he was sat beside you. Turning on the movie, he felt you snuggle up to him and relaxed.

Your heart was beating, however, as you sat up again. "Tom. I really need to get this out and I've been thinking about it for a while, it's completely fine if you don't accept it. I mean it's not fine, it'll suck ass, but I understand-"

our best friend cut you off by placing his hand over your mouth, taking his turn to speak. "Y/N. Please just tell me. I won't judge you, I pinky-promise."

"I..shit. I'm pan."

Realization flashed across his features, and before your eyes could get too teary he pulled you into his chest.

"That's okay, kiddo. I know. I've got you, it's okay love." He continued murmuring support into your ear as your eyes got heavy. You knew you were going to fall asleep soon. You placed your hand on Tessa's head by muscle memory as she scooted towards you, finding enough strength in you to say three words.

"I love you," you sighed sleepily, your best friend's face going soft again at those words. He murmured his reply, but you were already fast asleep. The last thing you registered was the feeling of being loved, and you wouldn't trade it for the world.

#tom holland fluff #tom holland x platonic!reader #tom holland x reader #tom holland x best friend!reader #coming out #my writing #ash <3 #loving this

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mrs-monaghan · 10 months

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the way this fandom have trouble with ANYTHING jimin related is sickening. First, the obvious mistreatment with all of jm's releases. Then, we have "ot7s" accusing focused jimin accs of being solos. When jm's fanbases organizes streaming parties and recomebacks, its hell on twitter. Now, that person who was the guide for the jimin tour on that harry potter place is being accused of being a tae anti. Why the hell people started to search her tweets about tae in the first place, even tho she has the little seven on her dn? Just because she saw jm and said he is the most precious human being? Btw, her tweets about tae werent problematic at all. She just metioned things that TAE DID, like his paris date with jennie. Some "ot7" started to say she was tae anti and boom, people believed it and taes solos started to send death threats to the poor girl. Just because she was saying that we should normalize the members being treated as the grown man they r, men that can make their own decisions. ADULT decisions. If she had been a guide to any other member, i wonder, would she receive this hate?

What the fuck is wrong with this fandom. Why, even the "ot7", have such a big problem with jimin? I really dont get it. I dont think its a exaggeration anymore when we say that the only real ot7s r the ones that have jimin as bias. When we see fake ot7, always is someone who have other members as bias, and that shades jimin. On the other hand, more and more we have jimin biased army becoming solos because of all this hate he receives. And i dont judge them. I mean, i dont like solos, but i can understand the urge to defende jimin of everything and everyone, because, in the reality, we can't even trust the people on our own fandom. This solo bts era is a mess, and i'm so sick of all of this. I'm happy members r happy discovering who they r as individuals, and i'm loving what they r showing to us. But i'm afraid this fandom is worse and worse everyday.

I remember when this lady got attacked. Best believe me and my friends were right there backing her up among other people who were doing the same. She got many DMs all telling her to kill herself simply because she said V is an adult and can smoke if he wants to. Their real issue was that she met Jimin and praised him for being the beautiful, kind human that he is.

This is why this discord is important. More people need supporters in their corner. When 50 tkkrs are attacking you it can be overwhelming and that's why people leave twitter. But if you have other people fighting them off and encouraging you to stay and block them, it can make someone feel better about having people in their corner.

This girl had back up and she's strong so she stayed. The vermin are the scam of the earth. And I for one I'm done watching them ran havoc and get away with it. My friends and I have been fighting them for months and we will continue to do so with or without people's support.

Of course it would be nice if more people joined us but if you let these big tumblrs get in your head just because, then things will continue like they have been and what good has that done? You can yap about Jimin abuse all day. You can shout at the rooftops about JK being used as a shipping tool by tkkrs. You can cry all day about Jkkrs getting attacked and ran out. And u can complain about ot7 accounts being tkkrs that allow Jimin to get dragged. But if you're not doing anything about it then what good does that do?

For everyone who has something to say about what we are doing; If you're not part of the solution, you're part of the problem. You can deal with things your way, that's fine. But if u don't want to join the fight then keep it moving. If you don't want anything to do with this then just, let, us, be.

Anyway anon. Chapter 2 has been a fucking mess. Makes me wonder what will happen when all of the Tannies enlist and the fandom is left without supervision. Then what?

Discord still here. All welcome.

#ask shaz #bts ask #toxic jikookers #Jikookers #the vermin #the fuckery #jikook

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moon-thething · 6 months

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Jdhrjr hey sorry but I had an idea for another request(the last request you did for me was lovely though! :] /g)

This request is platonic, but I'm also only kinda asking it cuz I'm projecting onto the reader lmao(/hj—also ya don't have to do this if ya don't want to.). But maybe Streber and Kevin(separately anyway) with a Reader(who you can make them see as a bestie or a crush, I dont mind either on ejfjrjr) who usually acts all energetic and annoying, but is actually kinda sad deep down? Like they usually hide it whenever they're feeling bad about something or whenever something is wrong, and usually pretend to be confident as well, but are actually kinda insecure about themself. This is kind of an angsty scenario—but eh.

- Kevin Anon.

Did you really have to call me out like that? Anyway, I'm glad you liked the request :)

Romantic or platonic?: Romantic-ish

Readers gender: neutral

Type: angst/fluff

¡Warning!: I copied the long text on both Kevin's and Streber part because I am too sleep deprived to tye out two separate sentences :(

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Kevin

Let set the scene first

The two of you are work buddies, you were the one who was mostly in the back sotriong out candy (since the children were so used to seeing Kevin) and Kevin was the cashier

You two wouldn't talk that much, but by your friends visiting he could see that you had a pretty energetic personality, and he had to admit that it was a little annoying, but over all sweet

He never would've thought you were so sad deep down, he always saw you as this energetic person that wouldn't give a hater the light of day. When in reality you head was quite the opposite

When you two got closer together, he started to hang out with you a little after work (which was really weird, considering all of the stories about annoying coworker's getting together to hang out)

And he saw that you were energetic everywhere, not just with your friends. And he seemed to like that about you, it was just a little thing that made him think the world wasn't as fucked up as it actually is

But, he did notice the little shifts in your tone when the subjects got too dark or were feeling too personal. That made him worry a little bit

But you're a happy person! There's no way you can have any for of negative thoughts! Right?

Wrong

He was flabbergasted when he head you talk about your actual feeling for the first time

My man's got himself an existential crisis rn

Kevin grabbed the money from the mother's hold gently and gave her the change before handing the kid his candy

"Here you go." He said. The kid gave him a smile and thanked him before tugging on his mother's sleeve, dragging her towards the exit

Kevin let out a sigh, walking towards the back to call out to you

"Y/n, c'mon! It's time to close up!" He yelled, watching as she jumped up in surprise

"Oh, yeah. Right away boss." You joked, giving Kevin a salute before running out of the back towards the main area

You flipped the sign to say 'closed' and grabbed a mop as you started to mop the floor. Kevin was the one whipping the register and couters

After a few moments of listening to the radio music, you spoke up

"Hey Kevin?" You spoke. Kevin gave you a hum of acknowledgement as he continued to wipe the counters

"... Do you ever fell empty on the inside? Like, mentally and physically feel like there's a part of you missing that just makes everything more difficult in life? Like, you keep this fake happy mask on when deep down you feel like you just want to crumble up into a ball and sob you heart out, like you just want to poof out of existence just to see if anyone would even care or it anyone would even bat an eye?" You looked up at the end of you speak, only to see Kevin in utter disbelief

His jaw was practically on the floor as his eyes were wide open. If this were a cartoon you were pretty sure you would hear the 'whomp whomp' sound affect

"Kevin, are-

"ARE YOU OKAY?!"

Almost sobbed instead of u

He spoiled you like a prince's for a month straight, thinking it would bring up you mood a little and actually feel like the personality you display in front of others

It was sweet but he was more stressed than ever, making you feel bad about ever revealing your true emotions to him

But hey, it is what it is

Streber

Let's set the scene (again)

You met Streber through a mutual friend, and you just seemed to immediately click

Your personalities were practically identical to one another

The only difference being that Streber was actually happy and you just weren't, but he didn't know that!

You two would always be together and woult act like those two aunts that make perfect harmony when they are together

He absolutely adored that you could match his energy, he felt so complete with you by his side, like you were a missing puzzle piece that somehow managed to appear on a random day

And to say he was shocked when he heard what you actually felt like... Well, you would be correct

He was shocked, heartbroken, understanding, basically just gave actual good advice

You were in Streber workshop, just preparing for the haunted house when all of a sudden you felt a wave of sadness wash over you. And this time you didn't seem to want to keep it to yourself anymore

You looked around to room, only now noticing that you and Streber were alone, before turning to him

"Hey Streber?" You spoke up, he hummed, turning towards you

"What is it?" He asks, talking his head as he waited for you to continue talking

"... Do you ever fell empty on the inside? Like, mentally and physically feel like there's a part of you missing that just makes everything more difficult in life? Like, you keep this fake happy mask on when deep down you feel like you just want to crumble up into a ball and sob you heart out, like you just want to poof out of existence just to see if anyone would even care or it anyone would even bat an eye?" You looked towards Streber when you finished your speech, only to see a heartbroken expression on his face

"Streber, are-"

"I am so sorry."

You were shocked on how serious he was being tbh, you got used to his happy and joky attitude

Now that you see him looking at you with that heartbroken gaze you couldn't help but feel bad, but Streber assured you that you don't have to feel bad about anything and that he is here for you, that he will always be there for you, no matter the situation

As I had previously stated, actually has a deep and meaningful conversation with you

Doesn't treat you any differently but does stay close to you and calls and or texts you more often to check up on you

Overall, a reliable friend/boyfriend 👍

#spooky month #spooky month x reader #sm kevin #gender neutral reader #sm streber #sm kevin x reader platonic hc #sm kevin x reader romantic hc #sm kevin x reader #sm streber x reader platonic hc #Sm Streber x reader #sm Streber x reader romantic hc #x reader platonic #x reader romantic #kevin anon

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astrallouis · 1 year

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Question for Miles is a moron, what do you think the throat spray actually was? Do you think he actually thought it was covid protection? Do you think he knew it was nothing and just used his image to lie to his friends to get what he wanted?

GREAT fuckin question. i havent thought on it too much since id mostly seen it from the filmmaking perspective of acknowledging covid in-universe without the everything that came with early covid and no vaccines yet but now u have me thinking.

(this got so long so im gonna put it under the cut oops)

first i wanna say im really mostly talking out of my ass since that scene was the last concrete point abt covid we really have outside of mentions like why miles has the mona lisa lmaooo anyway:

like i said miles really is a moron. everything he takes credit for he either hires someone for, steals their work, or lets them interpret his bullshit (like lionel w the faxes). so i think theres a couple possibilities.

he almost definitely went to someone to develop the throat spray, and its possible he actually asked or expected it to be Real and actually protective. but it being so early in the pandemic and over a year before the irl vaccine wld come out they probably told him its not possible. and theres the point where he could have done a couple things.

he could have 1) pushed whoever to just make it work like we see so many bosses and rich assholes like to do and it IS actually protective [very unlikely but we REALLY dont know much about what happens after the movie covid wise and how far rian johnson changes reality here]

b) done the above and whoever he hired lies to him and says it works when it doesnt, and he believes it works like you mentioned [more likely, but thats putting a moral decision on a person i made up two paragraphs ago lol]

iii) they told him it wasnt possible and he just told them to make a placebo instead and knows its fake like you said, using his image as a genius to manipulate his friends [most likely in my opinion, given everything else he does]

i really do think the last one is what happened. the efficient man doesnt answer blanc's question about what the spray is. all he does is say “youre good,” put the little slap bracelet on blanc, and move on. and we dont know much of miles' actual opinions on masks and covid iirc, besides being friends with both ppl like lionel who properly masks up and asks for elbows instead of a hug from birdie, and with duke who doesnt wear one at all and is. ukno. him. so theres that

all of this to say. miles bron really is just an entitled asshole who thinks he makes change when he doesnt and doesnt care abt consequences. i personally think he actively knows the spray didnt do shit but couldnt stand the idea of going a year without getting his ego stroked by those shitheads and would do anything he “could” to make it happen. this is also the same guy who just sent the 50 people it takes to run the island “home” in the middle of the pandemic which has implications about commuting and pods i dont even want to go NEAR since this is already too long.

tldr: hes a moron AND a manipulating and gaslighting bitch. the spray was probably just saline or whatever and he knew it. shithead

#ask #I AM SO SORRY I WENT ON FOR SO LONG #category 5 autism event #also the 1/b/iii thing is on purpose i love mixing numbering systems lol #also apologies to anyone who sees this in the main tag i gotta do it for personal categorizing purposes #not really supposed to be a big proper analysis mostly just me vibing #glass onion #asks #hook-on-fandoms

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schizoidthoughts · 2 years

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I wish i had friends that invite me to parties & get me into circles. I feel like I'm behind glass i see everything & would like to think that i understand what needs to be done & everything but. I. Just. Can't. Seem. To. Get. In & i accidentally blow the small chances that come once in a blue moon.

I don't even know what i want. Idk. I hate parties anyway & everytime I'm at one it be the worst time of my life. Ig if I'm being more specific i want to be the ppl who go to parties & enjoy them. Idk why ig it could be the burning urge to look cool & also to not feel like I'm missing out.

I have hugee FOMO. Everytime i see someone doing anything i envy them & wish it were me who looked cool & fitted in & had a personality.

I envy everyone for everything.

I envy ppl who have friends & their place is easily secured in the groups,i wonder how they actually do that.

I envy ppl who have more money & can buy cool stuff that i won't ever have. My dreams aren't even big i don't want the big cars or all that stuff i just want cute accessories & cute clothes : something that everybody can afford to get but me.

I envy ppl who know other ppl. Like something happens & they be like yes i actually know someone who can blah blah. I don't know anybody.

I envy ppl who live soo much in their social bubble that they give the waite u don't have ANY friends? I wish i was soo out there that the thought of someone like me existing would be ridiculous to me.

I wish i didn't know someone can get this bad & this dysfunctional.

I also envy ppl who are out & it's safe for them to be.

One girl recently told me on tinder why u using a fake pic no one care enough or is going to hurt u. I wish i was that privileged. I wish i lived somewhere where the thought of what is the reality that happens in other places is so weird & overblown to me. I wish i didn't live in the parts were i got the news to delete everything &ake sure phones are clean & don't meet anybody off any app bec a man we knew has just been murdered for being gay. Idk if this girl will ever hear about that poor man. But i wish i was her. Then she had the audacity to try to jokingly tell me she's coming to murder me by knowing the little info i gave her. I hate that i live a life somewhere where i was actually scared for a bit she might not be joking when she obviously was. I was so glad i gave her a fake name. I wish i lived a life where this is something not only i see as ridiculous but also joke about because i can't seem to understand how others live.

I envy ppl who are sooo caught up in things being good for them that they can't seem to even imagine how others live.

I wish i had freedom & i wish i knew how to use it if i got it. Because if truth be told I'd still be hiding in my room either way.

It hurts seeing ppl living their life when it's literally possible & easssyyy to achieve i. just. can't.seem .to .be. able to.

I wish i didn't have this black hole for a soul. I wish i wasn't that too far gone.

#long post #messy words #i don't even know what I'm saying #resentful longing is the way to describe it

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o and v? only if u want to ofc >:)

WAHHHH omg thank u so much for leaving an ask, i absolutely adore your art!!!!!!

O - choose a song at random. which ship or character does it remind you of:

all i ever wanted - futurist: i discovered this song after my first big bully phase, so i never thought about it in regards to bully, but god DAMN does it click in my head now...

this is...parker/tad. spencilvie, if you will.

parker/tad is one of my favorite ships, and i always characterized being trapped in this one-sided love (from parker's side) that isn't actually one-sided, but more a product of their circumstance. i think out of all the preps, parker is one of the most likely to become disillusioned with with the title and the wealth and eventually grow out of that obsession and fall deeper into the pit of loneliness he canonically suffers from.

i imagine him and tad would find solace in each other -- parker in tad because he always admired tad's charisma and leadership while not being entirely a douche like derby, and tad in parker because he enjoyed the lighthearted conversations and perspectives parker brought to the table -- solving each other's loneliness and becoming genuine friends within a clique of fake bitches lol.

but i think parker would eventually catch feelings, mainly because he's never really been close to anyone and is very emotionally raw overall. it's just destined to go that direction lol. but tad, being tad, is so utterly broken. i don't think he would be in the right state to be romantically involved with parker, but mental health wouldn't be the only deciding factor: stigma around homosexuality, dedication to family titles and wealth, already strained relationships with his family -- a relationship with parker would only add to the stress.

so anyway, after all that prelude lmao, i think this song would be from parker's pov, talking about his feelings for tad but how it's not something he could rely on because he knows tad does not feel the same way. the song is nice and upbeat with this psychedelic feel to it, and i think it's a perfect way to encapsulate parker and his outlook on everything -- even during a bout of deep sorrow, he would still find a way to put a positive tone to everything, even if it just makes it more bittersweet in the end.

wahh i wanted to do more songs but this singular one got so fucking long omggg maybe i'll do more in future posts just for funsies

V - which character do you relate to most?

shit, this is a really loaded question lmao.

most of the time, i feel like i don't really know myself as a person lmao. when i've talked about bully characters i relate to in the past, i usually just say derby because he's (arguably) my favorite character, and like him, i'm a bit of an arrogant bitch who uses it as a disguise for insecurity.

i think that's just a lot of self-projection though, and i think in reality, i'm too grounded, self-aware, and melancholy to relate to someone as intense as derby harrington. he's a bad bitch and he knows it.

i think i'm more of a fanon bif taylor. still a bit arrogant, quite the force to be reckoned with, loyal, and a bit too introspective for my own good. i strive to have a fuck/frat boy vibe out of the sheer irony of a 5 foot asian girl having those vibes, and i think it feeds into the bif taylor of it all. i'm not exactly the voice of reason and spend a lot of time feeding into the chaos around me, but i know how to calm everything down when needed.

a fanon bif taylor! or at least, my interpretation of a fanon bif taylor

again, thank you sooo much for the ask!!! it was really fun doing these!!!!

#lowkey fangirling at this ask lmao #canis canem edit #bully scholarship edition #tad/parker #parker/tad #tad spencer #parker ogilvie #spencilvie #missed my ship name for them #bif taylor #mine

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my dreams are always strange. today i had the dream

of fire falling out the sky for 4th in my life all of which have happened in a span of a month but anyways. today it started again in like a house or something i was on the bed trying to take vids of my dog who was also on my bed. it was night time. i had a lamp on in the room so the lighting inside was very dim. my bed was right up to the window and there were like three windows along side that wall. and my curtains where open so i could see outside clearly. then i noticed my dog’s attention was focused on the sky and when i looked at the sky i was like how cute u noticed the fireworks. but then it turned into balls of fire that started landing on cars down on the street. and the cars would start catching on fire and i could see plastic melting. and ppl start screaming and running some ppl got out of their houses and got in their cars so they could drive away from the falling balls of fire that were landing on houses. and i also followed along. i got in the car with whoever was with me in the house. the dream then switches but i don’t remember to what. and i remember thinking in my dream “ure dreaming, force yourself to wake up” so in my dream i say out loud “wake up”. and i wake up but i don’t wake up irl . apparently the dream i was having was like a reality i was purposely experiencing in another life. so waking up only made me wake up to another dream 😅. and now i’m in like a coffee shop type of building. and i’m talking to some person who was next to me when i “woke up” they took this headset type thing off of me. and they’re asking me how everything was and i’m like fine. or somehting like that. i walk away and i meet up with some girl. and we’re talking and we are standing by the tall windows by the entrance of the building and she shows me a paper with like 4-5 words on it. they’re not english. and i don’t remember why she’s showing me this but i remember thinking “okay try to memorize these words bc when u wake up u don’t always remember what they are” and i’m reading and rereading the words and she’s either about to give me info about it or i’m about to say something i can’t remember and i hear my alarm go off and i wake up irl. i looked up the words but they were probably just fake words my brain made up bc google was like wtf r u talking about 😆

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Chapter 18 analysis LETS GOOOOO

I wanted to get this out sooner but I’ve been so busy lately 😭

Anyways congrats on 39k hits and 1100 kudos on ao3‼️‼️‼️

THEY CARE‼️‼️ I now believe everything lunny says, since they never lied before. I trust in lunatic intuition

Man.. I Wonder who do that 🤨🧐🧐🧐

Truly an unsolved mystery

MY HEART

Daniela loves reader sm omg

And reader really is someone who grounds daniela, considering that she didn’t go feral when they were bleeding in front of her the second time and the fact she literally drank their blood

SHEE NEEDS THEMM

You sure about that 🤨🤨

I’m assuming reader is gonna tell Bela the truth next (since telling Alcina is scary af) and I’m really excited for the scene to happen

SHES IN LOVE OMGG THEYRE SO CUTE

This whole scene had me giggling and kicking my feet they're so cute together 😭

I also think Bela is going to be the next person to confess her feelings to reader, AND I CANT WAIT I LOVE BELA

I love jealous reader LMAO

I was worried for a second that lunatic still wanted to work for Miranda, but thankfully they were just faking it 😭 (correct me if I’m wrong) but I wonder, was Miranda watching them from nearby for them to fake it? Or was she doing some mind stuff?

This part was when I kinda knew that it wasn’t lunatic causing any of the hallucinations. Cuz if I remember from part one, the hallucinations that lunatic shows were mostly of the dimitrescus being very.. uncomfortable? I guess? (I don’t really know how else to describe it) and maybe some other stuff about them crumbling/dying. But I never remembered lunatic showing them something about reader themselves (correct me if I’m wrong).

NAH WHO TF R U

I NEVER MET YOU IN MY ENTIRE LIFE ☝️

Okay but this scene really got my brain GOING, the writing was great 😭

And the part with that other voice monster thing was very unsettling. My guess is that the young version thing and the monster thing are the same person, since reader said something about seeing something dark underneath their skin

And I’m glad reader wasn’t really tricked by the weird voices of anything, they know their beloveds would never

10:

THEYRE EVILLL

my guess is that watcher made a deal with Miranda to bring them back to their reality if they torment reader

And for this part I think the someone else is that weird monster voice thing. Maybe watcher was trying to distract reader until the monster attacked them and reader accidentally attacks the dimis? And then lunny snaps them back to reality?

11:

You don’t even try to fight her moving away from you, her brows furrowed as she glances between you and your copy. “You… We trusted you-“

OH MY HEART

This scene was so sad but I’m glad Bela was okay. One thing I really love is how you make the dimis put their family first over reader.

12:

In one last ditch effort to gain her attention away from everything else, you muster what’s left of your strength and energy to mutter out a rough, weak, “Mother.”

BROS MAKING MIRANDA RETHINK HER LIFE CHOICES RN

Her mother instincts kicked in

I do Wonder what’s going to happen now (if mother Miranda is still conflicted with this), like is Miranda going to try to be a ‘mother’ to reader now or?? I LOVE MIRANDA ANGST

13:

You blink once, twice. The third time, your eye does not reopen.

Let me just say- THIS WHOLE SCENE GOT ME GOING

LIKE DAMN READER REALLY ALMOST DIED

Like the other times it was just really bad injuries, but girl really stabbed straight through their neck💀 I am so excited for the next chapter with this reader angst

AND THE DIMIS?!?

omg I wished we were able to hear what they were saying cuz they just witnessed their love getting brutally stabbed 😭

14:

Some time during your spiral, you feel something settle beside you, some weight nudging against your back. When you peek your head out from beneath the blanket, you see that crow leaning into you, watching the door intently. Your copy says nothing to you, no smart comment or even a noise. They watch the door, never straying from their protective position beside you.

THEYRE LOOKING OUT FOR THEM‼️‼️ PROTECTIVE LUNNY THEY CAREEEE

I’m really excited for how their relationship will go, and so happy that lunatic is officially (I think) on reader's side. They’ll be able to talk to each other about everything that happened, cuz even if cass and Dani know they never really remembered anything. So they’ll be there for each other

THIS CHAPTER WAS AMAZING AS ALWAYS

I wanted to say more but I’ve been so busy and burnout lately 😭😭

Keep up the great work ❤️❤️

PLEASE TAKE CARE OF YOURSELF FIRST!!! you better be getting lots of rest and drinking plenty of water/eating plenty of food or ELSE >:(

but onto the analysis <33 i saw the notif pop up on my phone and couldn't stop grinning BAHA

Lunatic has canonically never lied!! maybe omitted some things or said things they truly believed at the time or what they were told, but they've never intentionally lied :3 always a treat to go back and read the things they've said while knowing that bit of information

you could never guess who did that :)

I LOVE THEIR RELATIONSHIP SO MUCH- they literally need each other, both help the other stay grounded and in reality and they're just so sweet and caring and they love each other so much PLEASE MY HEART

i have plans >:3

i already have her confession scene planned out AND IT'S SO... BELA???? IM SO EXCITED TO WRITE IT AND SHARE IT AAAAAAA

jealous Reader my beloved <333

bro was just feeling edgy in the moment 😔 and it was a bit of both! she was definitely monitoring their progress mentally while keeping an eye on them after they took over, which is why she knew exactly where to find both of them. Lunatic, thankfully, also knew she was watching them so they could pretend to be on her side to keep both of them alive a little longer

you're right!! this entire scene was actually meant to be a clear show that Lunatic hadn't even done anything to them; whatever was happening in their head was from an outside party looking to clearly harm them or cause them distress. Lunatic strictly showed the Dimitrescus looking a little wrong or showed specific memories of the Dimis dying/crumbling/injured, but never anything like what they were shown here

i will give you a hint and say they're the same person; it's only a matter of who this person is and what they want with Reader :3 and they know their beloveds would never do such a thing!! they'd never guilt trip Reader for things out of their control

the way i giggled at this MWAHAHA but it's a really good guess!! i suppose we'll see soon enough if your theory is correct >:3

THE DIMIS WOULD PUT THEIR FAMILY OVER ANY READER/OC AND I STAND BY THAT. these mfs who have only had each other for years would NOT betray their own family for some little idiot they've known at MAX a few months. nuh uh. i don't believe it

EHEHEHE I HAVE HORRIBLE THINGS PLANNED >:3 i loved writing this part and having Miranda be utterly conflicted with what to do as she finally saw them after all this time and through all these many different experiments... my heart :(

GENUINELY A VERY SHOCKING MOMENT- like, how does one even recover from something like that?? trick question, but i can let you in on what the fruit flies were doing: Cassandra went straight for Miranda upon seeing Reader fall, which is who we saw as like a blur chasing after her. Bela was completely in shock and unable to hold Daniela any longer, who went to Reader's side and tried to get them to speak to her or do anything to show they were still alive and could see her. Cassandra was then either knocked down or killed (haven't decided which was worse), which caused Daniela to try going for Miranda to help her sister, and that caused Bela to finally snap into action to save her family. it... did not end well

I LOVE PROTECTIVE LUNATIC SO MUCH!!! my poor baby just wants to be loved and appreciated and they're finally realizing that Reader could be the one to give that to them. they're my favorite traumatized siblings and i love them so much <33

AAAA BUT THANK YOU FOR SHARING YOUR THOUGHTS!!! i've been mentally exhausted lately so i understand being burnt out, and i want you to take care of yourself >:/ take breaks where it's needed and worry about yourself first!! or else!!!!

i appreciate you so much and it has been an honor to read your analyses and see the wonderful art you've created <333333

#asks #THIS WAS SO FUN TO READ #THANK YOU

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hey! I've been a fan of your work for a while and I literally (today) opened an account for myself and posted, but I'm still very new to the whole tumblr thing... could you explain to me how you managed to get exposure to your work? thank you! ♡

HELLOO !!! HIII !!!! AHHHHH !!!! first of all 🙂🤚🏼 "fan"???? 😵💘💘💘 bye i'm going insane pls that's ddjjdjdjdj wow okay thank u i love u so much wow that's 🥲 oh my god 💘💘💞💖💞💞💖💓💕

secondly !!!!! IM SO EXITED FOR UUUU !!!! 🥳🥳 welcome to tumblr !!!!!! i kind of answered this type of question here but !!! i also just wanna add a few more things just to help you out !!!!

tags are number one. i've said it before n i will say it again !!!!! tags !!!!! u need them !!!! as many as u can !!!!!! people can't see your work unless u use tags so use a bunch and use the most popular ones you can that still pertain to your work !!!!!!

also, i've seen a lot of people talk to other writers and try to get them to read over their work when they post it and honestly, that may work too !! i, personally, wouldn't know because i was too much of a pussy to message any other writers on here when i was first starting out (and still now) but honestly it wouldn't hurt to message some people to try to get them to give you feedback on your work !!!

also reblogging your work throughout the day helps sometimes too since time zones are a thing and some people probably wouldn't have saw your work if you posted at a certain time but if you reblog a few times during the day or even through the week you can make sure that whoever was gonna see your work is Gonna See It.

this is kind of all my brain will allow me to say but !!!!! good luck !!!!! i'm excited for your journey and i hope you have fun!!!!!! main point is just have fun !!!!!!!! (and tag ur work heavily) enjoy yourself and what u post !!!! always 😌

#that's kind of all i have to say really !!! don't be too scared. the writing community here is so amazing honestly #i used to write on wattpa- 🤢🤮🤮 that website before i found out about the writing community here #and i was like OH FUCK YEAH THIS IS WHAT I NEED !!!!! although i never reached out to anyone else n i was basically a loner for a while #but still !!!!! most important tips from this: tags are A MUST !!!! and write what u wanna write when u wanna write it !!!!!#think of posting here something you're doing for you !!!! it's super easy to post things when you think of it like that #i'm super anxious about posting a lot of things but i tell myself 'zee u dumbass u forgot The Vision. this is For U' and then its all better #there will be someone (SOMEONE !!!!!!! AT LEAST) out there who will enjoy your work as much as you do !!!!#so don't stress about it. just have fun and do what u want 😌#everything in reality is fake anyways u got this !!!!!#also sorry if half of this doesn't make sense :D all my Word Make Sense juice went into that fuckin essay #and now i can't string together coherent thoughts 😐 she dumb or whateva #also djdjjdjd me: enjoy what u post #me as well: disliking half the things i posted through the years #NDKFNKDNFJFJ bye my excuse is i was Younger then #and i have more insight now than i did before #so basically not a good excuse BEJFBJFNFJFJ bye i'm 😐🤚🏼 i need to go to sleep #I HOPE THIS HELPED THOUGH !!! FUCK !!!! I NEVER KNOW SINDJFNFJ BUT I LOVE YOU AND IM EXCITED FOR U AND I HOPE U LIKE THE COMMUNITY #AND I HOPE U FEEL WELCOMED AND I HOPE U HAVE FUN !!!!!! NSJDNFJJF #the second u feel like it is becoming a chore u have to look back and think of why u started to post because writing should never be a chore #unless it's a fucking essay for a class BUT SIDNJFJFN seriously !!!! u get me right?????#anyways i love u and i wish u the bestest of luck #is that the saying???? idk it is now #yeol.com/ask #anon

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folkloreguk · 3 years

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French Class [2]

A/N: I hope you all enjoy this part! I’m excited to put out more parts soon!

genre: optional bias (m) x reader (f), smut, oral (f receiving), car sex, dirty talk, college!au, nerd!reader, fuckboy!bias

words: 4.4 k

✽series masterlist✽

taglist (lmk if u wanna be added!): @lovely-ateez

“And then he asked me if I would wear his tie around my neck while he- Hello? Earth to Y/N? Are you there?” Your roommate, Chohee, waved her hand in front of your face from across the table. You had occupied the seats in the back of the Chinese restaurant, in a niche where you were mostly hidden from other customers. Turns out, for all the spicy stories she had in store – as always – that had been a great idea.

“I swear your thoughts have been all over the place lately. Are you sure you have nothing to talk about?” She twirled a strand of her dyed pink hair around her fingers while she mustered you suspiciously.

“I’m sorry, I zoned out. It’s nothing, I’m just tired. I’ve been studying day and night. Looks like you’re the only one with the stories today. Just start again from the part where he got the whipped cream from the fridge,” you said.

“We went over that part five minutes ago! Have you paid any attention?” Chohee shook her head with a grin. Then she began her bedroom-adventure story from the beginning, because she knew as well as you, she loved talking about it.

Truth was, you had one hell of a story to tell. And no, you had not been paying attention. Not because you were tired. Not because you had studying on your mind. But because one hundred percent of your focus was currently directed at the boy only a few tables from yours. You only saw the back of his head, but there was no doubt about his identity. The mop of hair was unmistakable. Plus, he was in his famous black leather jacket. There was no mistaking this piece of clothing. It was decorated with white splatters of acrylic paint and had his name written messily across the top of his back. You could just about make out the tips of the letters as he leaned back comfortably, legs spread on his chair, chatting to his friend.

Chohee had no idea about the grip the person behind her had on you. She was your closest friend, and yet you hadn’t broken the news to her: You were hooking up (and not just once) with the so-called “hottest guy on campus”. AT least those had been her words when she had first told you about him. Lately you had to admit, you were starting to agree. It wasn’t like you wanted to keep secrets from her. In fact, on many occasions you had almost crumbled and told her the full story. Had she not been such a chatterbox, and did she not love gossiping as much as she did, you swore she would already know about your little arrangement with him.

She was aware of this much: You and him were casual friends. Study buddies, one would say. You had subtly passed over the little details of your friendship. How grocery store visits sometimes turned into visits to his dorm because of a simple text of his, or how you had sneaked out on more than one occasion in the middle of the night because he had told you his dormmates weren’t home. It wasn’t weird to Chohee that you brushed over the particularities of your “one-night-stands” when you returned in the mornings. You had never been as big on sharing as she was.

Maybe you wanted to keep things to yourself out of fear what people would say, too. You couldn’t care less whether people knew you were sleeping around. But everyone knew him, or so it seemed. Girls wanted him. Boys wanted to be him. All you desired was his friendship and some fun. You had no interest in being known on campus or having people you’ve never met giving you the side-eye over having sex with an oh-so-special boy. One day you would tell Chohee all about it. You weren’t technically lying. Just not sharing the entire story.

“Remember how I said H/N was the hottest guy ever?” Chohee suddenly said. The sound of his name made your head snap back to reality.

“Oh, now you’re listening, I see. All it takes is for me to mention your new bestie,” she teased. “You shouldn’t get too attached to him. I have a feeling that girls are interchangeable to him, either way. Anyway, I’ve decided I find his friend Korain much more attractive, since I’ve been hooking up with him.”

Would it be weird to correct her? To promise her, when you had more time and weren’t so distracted, you would lay the truth on her? He isn’t like that at all, you wanted to say. Yes, he liked female attention. But that didn’t make him a bad guy. Would it sound crazed to explain how he knew how you took your coffee, and how he sent you pictures of your favorite animals before your exams to take some of the nerves away? Or how he reported that it took him exactly 1,012 steps to get to your dorm from his place? Multiple times you had tried to count the distance yourself, but you never seemed to have enough focus to make it. Something always caught you off guard. You had doubted his credibility, but he swore he wasn’t bluffing.

Speaking of his friend Korain – who was at this very Chinese restaurant with H/N – he was suddenly making eye contact with you. Before you could slide lower into your seat like a frightened animal, he had grinned at you. Oh no. Prompted by his friend’s smile in your direction, H/N now turned his head. You were thankful Chohee was still deep in her explanation on why she had changed her opinions on the two very boys only a few tables away. If only she knew.

H/N’s eyes caught yours and a smirk plastered on his face. You assumed the tiny smile you sent him would do, but no. The two young men had collected their things and were getting ready to leave. The exit was the opposite direction, and yet H/N took the long way there. His stride was that of a model as he approached your table.

“Y/N,” he said, voice sweet like sugar candy and his smile charming like famous artwork. “You wanna hang at the library later?”

Chohee was now eyeing him as if she was your bodyguard and he was an obsessed fan who had crossed into your personal space. All you could think of was how you wanted him as your dessert. Now. But you had an exam coming up in a few days. So, his invitation fit just right.

“I’ll be there.” You smiled politely. He gave you a raised eyebrow, but then nodded, said goodbye, spun around and followed his friend out of the restaurant. When you looked at Chohee, she was already giving you eyes that asked a billion questions at once. Fantastic. Now you’d have to explain that “hang at the library” was not some sort of codeword for sex, but you had – against all odds – convinced the local prince of fuckboys that studying wasn’t such an atrocious idea after all. But fate saved you before you could begin your clarification.

“Oh no! Where has the time gone? I have to get to my afternoon lecture!” Chohee exclaimed, quickly gathering her purse and jacket. “My professor will curse me if I’m late again!”

And with that, she scrambled up from the table. “Don’t think you’re getting off easy just because I have to go! I demand a good story when I get home!”

You knew she was just being dramatic, and should you decide to keep everything to yourself for another month, she wouldn’t be mad. And yet, the urge to tell her crept up on you as you watched her hurry out of the door while waving one last time. Your morning classes had been the only appointment in your calendar for the day. So, with nothing else to do, you fished for your phone to message him for a time to meet at the library.

“What were you being so weird for earlier?” he asked as he plopped down on the wooden chair across from you. His books slammed on the table, and you flinched a little. Boys.

“Thanks for reminding me why I chose to sit in the group project area today. Could you be any louder in a library?” you said. “And thank god we’re the only ones here.”

“Thanks for reminding me that you’re still great at avoiding questions,” he returned.

“I just didn’t want my friend to ask questions.”

“So you talked to me like a five year old would respond to their kindergarten teacher? Are you embarrassed to be seen with me? The guy with the reputation?”

“No, I’m not. Wait? What? And what kind of reputation would that be, if I may ask? The you-only-sleep-with-a-girl-once-reputation?”

“You should know the nastiest rumors mostly prove to be false. I was thinking of something more delightful. Like a gives-the-best-head-on-campus-kind of reputation.”

You snorted. “And who is going to do the research to prove that?”

“Why don’t you look around and report back to me?” he smirked.

“No thanks. I’m already hooking up with a guy who’s more than a handful.”

He faked taking offence in your words with a theatrical gasp. “Is that so? The girl I’m hooking up with isn’t much better. Always asks to hang at the library like she doesn’t beg me to fuck her the second we get out of there.”

“Let me remind you that you were the one who suggested this place today,” you said. “I was ready to jump into your bed and you had to stall time like this.”

“Are you for real? What are we still doing here, then?” he asked, and you tilted your head with a suggestive grin that mirrored his.

15 minutes later:

“Who the fuck stores five umbrellas in their car?” You kicked another one off the backseat you were lying on. Your bra was exposed beneath your shirt which he had pushed up on your chest and was now attacking the exposed skin with hungry kisses.

“That’s what you get for not getting it on in the library,” he muttered against your skin without looking up.

“We’d be asking to get suspended from there by doing that,” you said. “And I cherish my library very much.”

He only made a snickering noise and shook his head before he went to take off his shirt – and promptly hit his head on the car roof. “Ow! This sucks. I can barely move.”

“That’s what you get for not waiting until we’re at your place,” you teased him with his own words. But judging by the prominent bulge in his pants, you supposed you didn’t want him driving anywhere. Not with naughty things on his mind, and with you next to him to only make him hornier. Your eyes fell on the dark purple spots on his abdomen, and you grinned.

“Wow. Someone must have worked hard to make that stomach even prettier,” you said.

“Yeah, you would know all about that, wouldn’t you?” He bent down to your ear and his husky tone sent cold shivers up your spine. Of course, you knew. You were the one who bit and sucked the hickeys into his skin two days ago, after all. His hands palming your boobs through your bra drew out a desperate sigh from you.

“Let’s play a game. What do you say?” he asked.

“What kind of game would that be?” Your interest was roused. He was lost in thought for a moment, hands slowly running up and down your exposed legs. Luckily, you had opted for a skirt today. All he’d had to do was to push it up to your belly and get rid of your underwear after your short but very steamy make-out session on the backseat. The cool air on your exposed core was only magnifying your impatience.

“Whoever comes first, loses.” You couldn’t suppress a chuckle at his idea, and he eyed you with indignation. “You don’t like it?”

“Everyone knows women take longer to orgasm than men do,” you said. “Are you trying to dig your own grave or what?”

“That’s why I’ll have a head start,” he announced. His hands circled the skin close to your core, creeping up your thighs slowly.

“And what’s the prize for winning?”

“The loser owes the winner a favor.”

“Too vague. I don’t trust you with that.”

“I don’t trust you, she says as she waits for me to fuck her in my car,” he mocked.

“I don’t trust your crazy ideas,” you clarified. “What about this? The winner pays for the loser’s next meal when we eat together.”

“Deal.” He slid his fingers over your pussy, and you crumbled into a whining mess within seconds. No matter how much your head denied it, he really was the best. He caught your clit between his digits and your eyes rolled to the back of your head for a moment.

“Shit, you only turn me on more if you’re going to moan like that.” He lowered his head and spit on your center, and the laughter that had been bubbling in your throat died in an instant. His fingers rubbed your nub fast and spread his saliva – without doubt his attempt at tipping you closer to the edge before he had even begun to fuck you.

“Too bad you find me so hot,” you said, and let out a purposely dramatic whimper, followed by his name in your best fake-porn-voice. His smile had something wholesome, as if he was admiring his friend making silly jokes, but also a glint of playfulness. You knew had been a mask when he bit his lip and exhaled slowly. With ease, he slid his middle finger into you. As he curled it against your sweet spot, he bent down to suck on your clit and your back arched at the sudden pleasure.

“Too bad you’re going to lose,” he said, and then continued his antics. Had he continued this way for another few minutes, his words wouldn’t have been so far from the truth. But you had other plans.

“Are you going to fuck me now?” you asked. “That’s enough of your head start.”

“I only just tasted you. Why would it be called a head start, if you’re going to stop me two minutes into giving you head?” he asked and you would’ve slapped his shoulder, had he been close enough. Instead, you closed your eyes for a few seconds. He was the competitive one here, and you didn’t mind enjoying yourself for now. Sighing in temporary defeat, your head fell back onto the seat. The sun was shining its last rays through the car window. They caught in his curled eyelashes and on his skin, coloring him golden.

“That’s a good girl,” he said, arm snaking around your thigh. He held on to you, but it wasn’t as if you could have moved away from him. Your head was right by the car door. His lips around your clit paired with his finger steadily rubbing against your sweet spot inside of you made you feel like floating. His free hand touched your leg gently, caressing your skin as if he wasn’t also simultaneously pushing you to the urge to yell out his name in pleasure. You tangled your fingers in his soft hair, as if you needed to do so to keep him in place. But something in the back of your mind still had a desire for winning. Trying to collect the last bits of your dwindling sanity, you hatched a plan. Good on you – you knew just what rode him into madness.

“I- I need you to fuck me, please,” you begged, making sure to add an extra layer of tragedy to your voice. “Please, I want it so bad.”

He looked up at you, a dark glint in his eyes. Of course, he did. All was going according to plan. It wasn’t like you had known him all your life, but you were perfectly aware of one thing. He could never resist your dirty talking and begging.

“Please?” you bat your eyelashes ever so longingly at him.

“Is that so?” He was now straightening up. His black pupils were dilated, and he was looking at you with the expectation of a loyal puppy waiting for his treat. You grabbed the front hem of his pants and pulled him towards you. In a moment, you had unzipped the material for him.

“I want you to fuck me like you did the first time we met. At the party,” you said. “Do you ever think about it, too?”

“Fuck, of course I do,” he said. Faster than you could register, he was ripping a condom wrapper and sliding it onto his free length. His cock stood angry and hard against his stomach. Perhaps your dramatic words weren’t so far-fetched. You couldn’t wait for him.

“Then do it, please,” you said. “Right now, this pussy is all yours. Use it the way it should be used.”

He muttered a swear under his breath and you knew he was in the palm of your hand. His hot breath fanned your neck as he bent over you, cock aligned with your exposed core. For a moment his length slid through your wetness, and he groaned at the warmth that was about to engulf him.

“I’m so fucking wet,” you moaned. “And all for you.”

You would have been lying if you said you weren’t enjoying the exaggerated show you were putting on for him as much as he did. Although, you weren’t sure whether you were allowed to call it exaggeration, at all. Your walls clenched around nothing as the tip of his cock touched your juices and he eyed you like he could’ve eaten you up right then and there.

When he finally entered you, he instantly sighed. His eyes were shut tightly as he dealt with the impact of feeling you around his shaft. A small spark of triumph went through you. That was, until he pushed your legs up and snapped his hips against yours. A sharp, sudden burst of pleasure shot through you and the coil in your stomach tightened all at once. You suspected your plan was backfiring slightly. Your words not only appealed to him and his famished mind and body. They also got to your head, and there you were, barely able to contain yourself under a load of blind hunger.

“You want me to fuck you senseless, huh?” he asked. His words went straight to your core. Nonetheless, you had a goal to work towards and you weren’t set on giving up.

“Yes, oh my god,” you whimpered. “That’s all I’m asking for. Please, I know you can. You always fuck me so well.”

In response, he rammed his body into yours so abruptly, you gave off a noise of surprise and pleasure at the same time. He bent his upper body over yours to support himself. His hands lay flat on the seat on both sides of your head. His thrusts made your legs shake now and then, when his cock hit that one spot inside of you. It was causing you to see entire galaxies on the inside of your eyelids. When you blinked up at him, the sun had disappeared beyond the horizon. Darkness had always suit him better than the golden sunset, either way. The muscles in his arms flexed and his eyebrows furrowed, and for a moment you called victory yours. But you couldn’t be sure for longer than a moment.

Because from one second to another he straightened up and slowed his thrusts. The gradualness had something equally as striking. He dragged his cock through your scarlet walls and his fingers found your clit. You drew out a ragged breath and cursed him for regaining the upper hand. Yet, you quickly abandoned the thought of defeat. When you allowed yourself to feel the pleasure, every last thought vanished at last. You moaned and whimpered helplessly. Without overthinking, you wrapped your hand around his wrist. He shot you a confused smirk.

“Too much, baby?” he said. “Think you won’t be able to handle it? A shame. It would really be too bad if you lost. You were doing so well up to now.”

You swallowed, hard. His patronizing voice tugged at your nerves and yet you loved when he spoke to you this way during sex. And he was aware of it – hence his knowing grin.

“Don’t stop moving,” you asked him to keep up his thrusts. “It’s not fair, otherwise.”

“Oh no. I would never dare break the rules,” he said.

He did as you said, and it only made things more mind-consuming for you. You were again reminded of the small tornado raging in the pit of your belly, threatening to consume you all over. It was only a matter of time. But what he could do, you could do better.

“Do you like fucking me in my skirt?” you taunted him, blinking ever so sweetly. Your eyes were dripping honey as you put on your most innocent gaze. “Am I pretty like this?”

“You’re the prettiest,” he muttered, biting his lip as if he was stopping a thousand moans from spilling out. “So. Fucking. Hot.”

“If I wear this skirt to class tomorrow, and you see me in the halls, will you think of this moment?” you asked. His fingers on your clit were shaky and moving unevenly. You might have been digging your own grave along with his. You didn’t care. Too many lectures you had wasted, barely able to concentrate because of the boy on top of you.

“Definitely. You weren’t wearing that earlier, at the restaurant,” he said. You wondered how many people had ever seen him this way – utterly breathless, all his cool vaporizing at once.

“Good observation,” you said, but you were struggling with your words as much as he was unable to keep calm. What was meant to sound lazy and seductive had morphed into a whimper and small sighs. “I wasn’t. I- I put it on just for you.”

He cursed again and abandoned all his remaining self-control. His grip on you was iron-tight and you clenched your fists. Oh, how you wished you could have buried your head into a pillow, or better even, the crook of a neck. Instead, you moaned his name almost soundlessly and searched for his dark eyes.

“Say my name again,” he demanded, like it was his last request on earth. So, you obeyed, only because you would have done anything for him right now, if it meant that he would keep fucking you that way.

“Oh my- my god,” you moaned. “Please don’t stop, fuck-“

“You look so hot right now, baby,” he groaned. “Shit- I could come just looking at you.”

“Then do it,” you said. Challengingly, you both smirked at each other. It lasted only the blink of an eye. You felt your insides twist before you could have prevented it. And all of a sudden, you crashed. Your intense orgasm erupted, and it took you several seconds to realize it, but then you heard it. His high-pitched moans, quiet and curse-stricken, could only mean one thing. You weren’t the only one, and therefore not the first to reach your high. A content smile spread on your face as his messy thrusts went on for a short while and you bathed in the remaining moments of bliss.

Silence set in as you both kept still to catch your breaths. You worried he would pin the loss on you, nonetheless, and inwardly braced yourself for his accusations. But to your surprise, he only laughed and collapsed on top of you. His breath tickled your neck slightly.

“We’ll be splitting the bill, I suppose?” he said. He straightened up to look you in the eyes playfully.

“Looks like it,” you said. You guessed his fighting spirit had been appeased and his energy had been spent on better things than arguing with you. You never minded it.

“Did you have a nice study session? Does the library lady assume you’re homeless and actually living there, yet?” Chohee teased as you entered your shared kitchen. She was typing on her phone but looked up when you only laughed.

“Is that a hickey?” she asked, and you knew you were done for. “What exactly is it you were studying? H/N’s body?”

“I guess I should tell you. Sooner or later, you’ll know,” you relented.

“Tell me what? Oh my god. Are you guys dating? Are you dating H/N?”

“No! You know I have no time for a boyfriend,” you said. “But…we’ve been hooking up.”

“Damn girl,” she said. “What do you have on him that he keeps coming back?”

“Excuse me? Am I really that boring of a company?”

“No. You’re the best company I could ever ask for, obviously,” she said, smiling at you. “But you remember his reputation. He sleeps with the same girl only once.”

“It’s just a stupid rumor,” you said. “Besides, we’re not just hooking up. He’s my friend. You already knew that.”

“Friend, huh?” Chohee asked. “Alright. So, you’re telling me he can hang out with you without trying to get it on?”

“He can, actually. And let me tell you, he’s cool. And pretty funny, too,” you said. She raised her eyebrows at you. “We’ve set some rules. We hook up, but also hang out as friends. Neither is allowed to be upset when the other turns down sex. We can both hook up with anyone else, still. No jealousy, no attachments. Just a good time.”

“Alright,” Chohee nodded. “If you’re so close, do you think you could introduce me to some of his friends sometime?”

You laughed, nodding. Chohee and H/N had quite some things in common, you realized then. Maybe that’s why you liked the two of them so much.

“Let’s see how long that lasts, then. Don’t wrap him too tightly around your finger, or he might trip and fall,” she winked. It was your turn to raise your eyebrow. Whatever she might have been insinuating – you had zero plans of making it reality. (Yet.)

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Hey, Can I vent real quick? If not just delete this 😭

I feel stuck, maybe desperate idk. I’ve known about manifesting since April of 2020 and yes I started with Law of attraction(i know😭) but I’ve had this one desire for the longest and I’ve been using all these different methods trying to manifest it and it’s been two years and I feel like nothing is working. I know I’m not supposed to acknowledge the time but this shit gets frustrating yk, it’s like I feel like I’m doing everything right and my shit is still not here. And it makes me wanna cry sometimes because bro what else can I fucking do, like why is it not working? I know all the other law of assumption blogs are like the law is always working, which I believe but to like a certain extent. I’ve been doing all these methods and still nothing. I tried commanding my subconscious and that mf just doesn’t listen, like I tried being like “I’m god, it’s my reality, I tell you what to do” and that mf is like “Girl 🤣🤣” but I’ve gotten small shit (seeing numbers, cars etc) but it’s like when I wanna see bigger stuff that’s when the mf clocks out. I’ve tried self concept, I would affirm over and over for days maybe even weeks and nothing. I know I’m not supposed to check the 3D or whatever but that’s hard when it’s like right in your face. I’ve manifested something before(Health wise) and it worked like a gem, so I was like “okay I’m gonna do the same thing I did to manifest that with this new desire” and it like doesn’t work. And I know saying it’s doesn’t work is like a bad mind set but when I try to fake it till I make it or try to live in the end, I get nothing in the end, just time wasted. I’ve listened to subliminals, Nothing. Scripted, Nothing. Visualized, Nothing. It’s so frustrating cause I see people with their success stories and I’m like “Bro what am I doing wrong” I’ve tried so hard to keep that positive, I am god attitude but I feel like it doesn’t work.

Anyways so sorry for that long ass message also I hope you don’t mind if I curse too much 😭😭. 💕

hi darling 💓

i feel really happy you’re coming to me about this, it means so much to me. ur not cursing too much, i know i don’t cuss much but god i curse like a mf irl 😭 my blog is my biggest comfort, and it makes me so happy you guys find comfort in me 💞

i know a lot of u guys struggle with this (i did too for the LONGEST) so to me it was very important i answer this one ASAP. i first got into law of attraction. before September 2020 i had absolutely no idea what the fuck manifesting even was. so it absolutely blew my mind. and just like you i was applying technique after technique. and would rarely see results.

it’s perfectly ok to cry or feel frustrated. girl, i was just talking so much shit to my mom about what i already revised an hour ago. and you know what? that is perfectly fine. you shouldn’t feel like you have to suppress how you feel. but you should be immensely proud of yourself. you haven’t given up yet. and have you ever thought to yourself why?

please keep working on ur self concept. don’t give up on yourself. i never want to hear that from you again, ok? love yourself. pat yourself on the fucking back. self concept isn’t a technique or a method. and it doesn’t matter how long you’ve been at it. if anything it should mean all of that persisting and hard work will pay off.

you have to decide to break the cycle. no one can make that decision but you. tough love, but you can go to 50 million other blogs and ask for help but guess what? you still have to apply. all you have to do is ASSUME you have everything you want. Just BELIEVE. you don’t have to do a billion different methods. All I’m asking is for you to take a leap of faith.

do you want to keep struggling with the law for another 2 years? or 10? or do you want to live your desired life? at the end of the day it’s your decision. you can walk away right now from the law. i’m only here to tell all of you it’s real and that you absolutely deserve everything you desire.

#chloe answers 🦋#anon asks #pep talk #self concept

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Can you make a mha story - angsty, based off the song "What a Time" by Julia Michaels? But it can also be fluffy at the end if you choose. That's it, that's the ask 💖

ok so this fic is based off of this song and the song marry me buy Thomas Rhett and also heatwaves by glass animals ! I'm feeling rather devious so there will be no fluff here , just angst , lovers to strangers/friends and a lot of tension. The story switches perspectives from the readers to dekus a lot.

Tittle -What a time

Fandom - My hero Academia

Genre -Angst, semi pinning, Requited unrequited love.

Pairing- Izuku x fem reader

Cw- Non race specified but there is body descriptions, heavy angst, hurt absolutely no comfort, no happy ending , lovers' to strangers ,no smut, katsukixreader.

Summary- You and Izuku Midoriya had betrothed yourselves to each other as young lovers before he left U. A . Upon Your estranged lover's return he discovers that you've moved on.

I feel a little nauseous and my hands are shaking, I guess that means you're close by.

Izuku knows he has no business showing up in Musutafu. Least of all on your doorstep.

He's still not sure why he is here right now, or what he's going to say when you open the door now that he rang the bell but he can hear you coming and he hopes he can make something up quickly.

" I was just in the neighborhood and I wanted to say hi ."

"I know it's been years but I'm in town, how have you been?"

" I'm still in love with you."

He doesn't have any more time to think as the wooden door creaks open, your head peeking out, visibly taken back as you stare at the man in front of you.

There's a moment of uncomfortable silence before you throw your arms around him in that way you used to do when you were kids face buried in his chest and for a moment, he feels as if despite everything the two of you will be ok.

A familiar voice sends him crashing back down to reality.

"Well if it isn't shitty Deku, you gonna stand outside or ya gonna come in ?"

Midoriya wants to ask what the fuck Katsuki's doing in your house -or better yet why his hand is snaking across your lower back - but he doesn't-its not his place anymore.

He really shouldn't come inside, just like he really shouldn't have back home, still he plasters the best fake smile he can manage and lets the two of you lead him inside.

My throat is getting dry and my heart is racing.

You were expecting a neighbor, a package, anything that wasn't Izuku Midoriya.

Yet there he stood on your front doorstep in all his absent glory.

You had wanted to scream, hit him, ask him what right he had coming back after ghosting you for so long. smack him across the face, and somehow you still found yourself wrapping your arms around him.

It didn't matter how many years had passed you were still the stupid girl you were when he left.

" I was just back in town, wanted to stop by and see how you- The green-haired man's eyes flicker from you to Bakugou - you guys were doing ."

" Were fine we were just - working on a project - a nursery" You say cringing at the sound of your voice,

"Your expecting" The hurt in his voice almost makes you feel bad but there's a small part of you-a a shameful part that revels in it.

Knowing that you've somehow hurt him.

"Trying" You correct.

"Hey, the agency called me in to fill in for shitty hairs shift. That dumb fuck got injured on patrol"

Your stomach turns at the thought of being alone with him but you still scurry off to kiss your fiancé on the cheek like a doting girlfriend should, waving as you see him out, dreading having to go back and face him, but walking back to the living room anyways.

"So you and Katsuki huh." You're taken back at how quickly he brought it up.

"Yeah after you left me-Musutafu, We got closer." You choke out, wandering off to the kitchen to busy yourself with making drinks, washing dishes, anything to put off having the conversation you had dreaded for years.

"Close enough to have a kid?" He whispered

He's following you now. probably thinks you couldn't hear it - but you did.

"Like that's any of you're fucking business " You snap, turning around to face him for the first time in what felt like centuries.

I haven't been by your side in a minute, But sometimes I think about it.

He knows he's gone too far. Knows it's not his place to be here right now or question who you've been fucking around with.

But he can't help it.

The feeling of betrayal that courses through his veins as He studies the stupid framed pictures of you and Katsuki at the beach, at the carnival, camping. The way his mind screams that it should have been him.

" You're right" I just always thought -He stops clearing his throat- "Always thought we'd end up together."

He can see the way your bodies tense and you turn back around, making your way to the fridge.

"I think everyone thought before you ran away Izuku," You say, the coldness in your voice sending shivers down his spine.

"I didn't fucking- I didn't runaway y/n" Izuku hisses. voice rising

"Yes the fuck you did, you ran away, and now you pissed at me because I didn't fucking wait for you."

It's half true. Sometimes He stays awake at night thinking about how different everything would have been if he never left, or you saved yourself for him.

Sometimes all he thinks about is you.

" Look Midoriya, why are you here ?" you ask slamming the fridge, seems to have to give up on whatever imaginary thing you were looking for.

" I just thought you should know I never forgot our promise.

Even though it's not that distant, oh no I still reminiscence it.

You remember the promise too.

You had been fucking idiots back then. Dreaming fantastical dreams and making outlandish promises that you now know neither of you could have ever kept.

I think of that night in the park it was getting dark and we stayed up for hours.

Of course, you still fucking remembered.

You would never forget that night in the park. It had been years ago, but you still remembered it like it had happened earlier today,

A few weeks before he ran away Izuku had knocked on your window in the middle of the night, smiling like an idiot as he told you to follow him, grab his hand -that he would hold you on the climb down. Laughing at the way you were afraid of falling.

"Don't you trust me?" He had asked

You did trust him.

against your better judgment, you let him pick you up and hoist you out of the window, screeching a little as he pivoted of the side of your house and onto the ground.

The two of you wondered about the neighborhood for a while before stopping at some park up the street from your house, Settling on a swing.

He had kissed you for the first time that night on the swings- it had been awkward and amazing all at once. the type of thing you never forget.

You'd Cling to my body like you'd wanted it forever

That night if he had wanted to go further you would have let him.

It's what everyone expected- what you expected of boys his age-to try to hit all the bases with you and there were parts of you that wanted to do it too - to cross that line with him.

instead of trying to talk you out of your panties he had grabbed your hand and promised you he'd come back for you.

You hadn't been sure what he meant back then and when you had tried to ask he told you not to worry about it, only that you needed to promise him that you would wait for him.

You had. Because in your stupid teenage mind you believed that nothing could separate you. No distance or time.

You had been wrong.

When you had received the same letter everyone else at U. A had, vaguely explaining his disappearance, you had thought you would him being gone for a few days would be fine. But the days turned into weeks and the weeks into months and the months into years, it had got to the point where if it weren't for the news reports detailing the latest feat of the new symbol of peace-you weren't sure if he was even alive.

What a time, What a time, What a time, For you and I

"You didn't wait for me Izuku finally says" Feeling the weight of too many years start to lift off of his shoulders.

"Well, it's not like you ever came back" You whisper. " And I did wait"

Your voice is cracking and he's sure you are about to start crying but you keep going anyway, He can tell you've waited far too long to get this off your chest.

" Do you know what it was like to reserve yourself for someone you don't even know is fucking alive - spending all your time worrying about someone who never even bothered to call but had no problem showing up years fucking later and acting as you owe him something.

" I wanted to - I wanted to talk to you but

"If you wanted to you would" You cut him off.

"You don't know what you put me through, how crazy I looked waiting for you when everyone else gave up?

I know we didn't end it like we're supposed to and now we get a bit tense.

The tears are falling now, flowing really.

" I still love you, never stopped, " He says voice quiet. A part of you wants to believe him the same little girl who spent all that time waiting begs you to believe him, but the older you, the present you won't allow it.

The sound of the door creaking open has both of walking back to the living room to greet Katsuki's who covered from head to toe in soot.

" I interrupt some shit ?" The blonde asks kicking off his heavy work boots.

" No Honey, Deku was just leaving we did some catching up is all, got on the same page n' whatnot. "

The green-haired man takes his cue to leave, giving Katsuki a nod before walking out the door.

I wonder if my mind leaves out all the bad parts.

sometimes in the dead of the night when Katsuki's fast asleep you find yourself thinking about how different things would have been if he had come back, or if you waited all this time for him.

You let yourself fantasize about the family you would have had and the house you would probably have owned, the names of children that will never exist.

but as your pregnancy test finally comes back positive and Katsuki pops the question you don't let yourself think about what could've been.

There is only what is.

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i hope all of you suffer and all of this was intentional

anyways if you enjoyed the piece feedback, notes and reblogs are appreciated

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