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To all ends - part 4? More like bonus ending
Aizawa x you
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A few months passed by quickly, you returned with Aizawa back to UA and was now leading the research and development classes with the things you learned over in the United States. Things were better, you felt whole, and looked so much happier. The same could be said for Aizawa.
You apologized to your friends for leaving the way that you did and was welcomed back warmly.
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One afternoon there was a knock on the lab doors and Toshinori Yagi popped in holding a familiar black bag. Then pinged an annoncement over the p.a system that all students and staff were to assemble outside the school. Confused you asked what was going on as the students filed out.
"Don't blame him, i talked him into doing this because you two are happy together, you love and deserve each other. Now hurry up and get changed." Toshinori said said with his signature smile.
You unzipped the bag and saw the dress you picked out before you moved back from the states. You looked shocked but he only ushered you to hurry up.
Nemuri Kayama also known as midnight helped you with your hair and make up and lead you downstairs and outside.
Principal Nezu stood waiting. "May I walk you down the asile, Y/n?"
You looked at him and then down the asile, where Aizawa stood waiting wearing his best suit, hair up and the biggest smile you could imagine.
You couldn't picture a more perfect way to marry the love of your life than this. Surrounded by your friends, co-workers, and the students you adored. The one thing you wanted most, you got: Aizawa at the other end waiting for you.
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lazylittledragon · 3 months
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can't believe we're all adults being forced into the club penguin level of censorship in 2024
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poorly-drawn-mdzs · 1 month
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The math just adds up!
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liquidstar · 6 months
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If my mom sees a significant amount of blood she gets lightheaded, and has fainted on some occasions. Once it happened when we were kids, I wasn't there to witness it but I heard the story from my dad. Basically my brothers, around 7 or 8 at the time, were playing outside while my mom was making their lunch, and she accidentally cut her finger. It wasn't anything serious, but it drew a fair bit of blood and she passed out. My dad saw this and rushed over, but he didn't really know what to do so he just sort of started slapping her to wake her up (not recommended, but he had no idea and panicked)
At that exact moment my brothers both came in from playing, and all they saw was our mom unconscious on the floor and our dad slapping her. So, like, without even saying a word to each other they both just INSTANTLY start whaling on him, like, full blown attack mode to defend our mom. Which obviously didn't help the situation, but she did wake up and everything was fine.
Now our dad says that he's actually really glad they attacked him over what they thought was going on, because it means he raised good boys. And I still think that's true, they're very good boys.
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hack-saw2004 · 6 days
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TWO HOURS AGO: an incredible photo taken by a ut austin student capturing something deeply poetic in my opinion, a line of state troopers eagerly waiting to arrest student protesters standing just behind a sign that reads "what starts here changes the world. its starts with you and what you do each day."
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kavaleyre · 24 days
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• The Hanged Man •
“Compared to what Falin went through? This is nothing.”
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birdemic · 2 months
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we have to stop letting the usa have such control/influence over international politics
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trudlejack · 2 months
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(+part 2)
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indigonite · 3 months
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There’s a lot you can learn about it, trust me
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the-dragon-girl-27 · 2 months
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It is the middle of a Sunday afternoon. You have nothing on, and aren't expecting visitors, deliveries or post.
Unexpectedly, there is a knock at the door.
you are greeted by...... her
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runawaymarbles · 2 months
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The thing I keep coming back to, with all the *gestures expansively* is that real life doesn't have peaceful epilogues.
Every single win has to be defended. Forever. I'm sorry. It sucks. The Nazis lost until they stopped losing. The US had abortion rights, and then 50 years later it didn't. Empires fall, and then they invade other countries again. Oppressive regimes are overthrown and replaced with other oppressive regimes. You will never finish the work etc etc etc. Which is why it's so fucking important to be able to acknowledge and celebrate progress, when it happens. The people who came before you didn't put in all that work for nothing, and you aren't, either. You can't save it all for the Ultimate Victory because there is never going to be an Ultimate Victory. There's no such thing as a time when everything is good, and ours shall not be the commune of Heaven.
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To all ends part 3
Aizawa x you
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It didn't take long for Aizawa's resources to track the IP address down. What he didn't expect, though, was that you'd go as far as leaving the country to get away from him. His heart ached to the point he clutched his chest, trying to keep his breathing under control as his thoughts raced. You went to obviously great lengths to put so much distance between you and him, but the one thing he realized most was that since you left, he's been a mess. He loves you, and without you in his life, he feels incomplete. He went home, shower, shaved a bit, completely cleaning himself up before he made preparations to fly to the States to you. If when he got there and you told him you no longer loved him, he would leavSqpe you alone so you could move on and be happy, but hoped that you wouldn't turn him away.
It wasn't long till he was in the air, leg bouncing nervously.
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Over the weekend, you completely forgot about the email you had left minimized on the work computer, unknowing that your co-worker hit send for you. Your weekend was uneventful, just restocking your groceries, doing chores around your apartment, and binge watching true crime shows.
The weekend seemed to drag since you moved out here, without work to distract you from your thoughts and the painful hole in your heart where Aizawa was. You couldn't help but ache thinking about him and how much you missed him, wondering if he's moved on? What you never would have guessed he was up to is searching for you.
Monday arrived, and you were back at the lab when one of the other assistants told you that you had a visitor. Curious who could it be, you didnt know anyone outside your job here. So you quickly made your way down to the lobby.
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The elevator dinged, and the doors opened. There at the desk he stood waiting for you. Hair pulled back in a bun, he hated wearing a suit and tie, but wanted to look his best for you, still wearing his capture scarf as always. In his hand, a bouquet of sunflowers and roses. His nervousness skyrocketed as he watched you step off the elevator, freezing in your tracks when your eyes landed on him.
To him, you were as gorgeous as ever. Even though he could tell you were exhausted, you were still radiant. His feet carried him to you before he could even figure out what he would say.
"Y/N.." Aizawa whispered, afraid if he spoke too loud, you'd fade away, the way you always did in his dreams.
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Tears pricked your eyes. You couldn't believe he was here. How did he find you? Your thoughts swirled, but you couldn't stop yourself from throwing your arms around his neck and start crying into his chest. You had missed him so badly, and thought he must hate you for leaving, but here he was.. looking for you.
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As soon as you threw yourself against him, he wrapped his arms around you tightly, kissing the crown of your head. You two stayed like this for a few moments before you led him to an empty conference room to talk. He kept your hand in his, even after you both sat down.
Both of you tried to talk at the same time, chuckling nervously.
"Please, Y/N. Let me say what I came to say, and then I'll go if you want me to." He pleaded, silently waiting till you nodded shyly.
" I am so sorry for making you feel uncared about, unloved, so badly you fled this far without telling anyone. That you felt like you couldn't even tell those close to you.. I am sorry for neglecting you and our relationship. I was just trying to earn money picking up extra shifts and jobs so that i could give you your dream wedding down to even the slightest detail. I wanted it to be a day you would remember as the happiest day of your life because I didn't want to wait too long before marrying you, and i wanted to surprise you. I should have told you what i was planning." He paused to try to calm his pounding heart.
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You looked at him with more tears threatening to spill from your eyes.
"Shouta.." You breathed. "My dream wedding is you being at the end of the asile, waiting for me. I didn't need a big fancy wedding or an expensive dress. I just needed you. I would have told you this had I known all the added missions and patrols you were doing were for that. I thought you were picking up jobs to avoid coming home..to me." You couldn't stop the sob from escaping you before you carried on.
"I felt so alone, like i had become a buden to you. I missed you, i missed us. But it felt like all that was gone. I couldn't.. i couldn't keep living there feeling that way. And i knew that the best thing for both of us was for me to leave because if there was a chance, I'd run into you, and if i did, it would hurt too much. I didn't want you to feel like you had to be with me, so i came out here where there was zero chance of that happening. Or at least that's what i thought. But how did you find me?"
Silence, other than the clock on the wall that kept ticking.
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He reached up and cupped your cheek, brushing away the tears that slid down it.
"Baby, you are not a burden. You never have been, never will be. I am sorry I was so preoccupied that i failed to notice how much you were hurting and how much you needed me to be there. How I let you down.. I love you and have been searching for you since the day you left. I would still be looking. Had you not sent that email." He smiled softly, thinking about the email that led him back to you.
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You blinked in confusion for a moment before realizing that your co-worker must have hit send before leaving that night.
Before you could open your mouth to say something, a knock at the door stopped you.
The receptionist poked her head in and informed you that you were needed back in the lab.
You stood up immediately and thanked her, trying to figure out what to say to Aizawa.
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He beat you to it.
"Let me take you to dinner tonight."
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You nodded, agreeing to meet him back in the lobby at seven o'clock.
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cemeterything · 5 months
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are we still doing this because i have a late submission
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sayruq · 5 months
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Now that the truce has ended, don’t call for a 'permanent ceasefire', call for the end of the occupation. As long as Palestine is occupied, Palestinians will never know peace. Even if the Israeli army left Gaza in this very moment, Palestinians will still face brutal suppression at the hands of the Israeli state. Apartheid laws will still remain. Palestinian children will continue to get kidnapped and tortured in prisons. Armed Israeli settlers will continue to act as shook troops in the Occupied Territories.
The state of Israel must be dismantled and occupation must end for such a permanent ceasefire to happen. Support the end of the occupation.
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sanctus-ingenium · 2 months
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and when you do swallow the sun, what next? | buy a print of this piece here
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hack-saw2004 · 9 days
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platforming palestinian joy is just as important as sharing the suffering they're enduring during this genocide. despite continued displacement and bombardment, you cannot steal their joy and spirit. happy birthday to this sweet baby 🖤🇵🇸 may they grow up to see a free palestine
edit: @saffronlesbian made a video description for this post!!
[vd: a screen recording of a tweet from the 20th of April 2024 with 2.5 million views, from Ruhi @/ruhi_hi. the caption reads, "This video of this little Palestinian angel celebrating his bday in a refugee camp" followed by three emoji of a smiling face with teary eyes. the video clip is 11 seconds long and shows a one-year-old baby seated on the sandy ground, smiling hugely and clapping his hands while people sing to him from offscreen and a large cake is placed in front of him. stuck into the top of the cake is a decoration that reads "happy birthday" in english. the video has the tiktok handle @/ibrahim.jamal99 visible in it. /end vd.]
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