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#dont get too excited kids

marimeeko · 5 months

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I don't know how I feel about this option, but has anyone else thought about, with AFO whipping out EVERY quirk he has, clearly stating he will use it all to destroy Bakugou, even at a high cost to himself...

And that this is most likely VERY visible to Izuku...

Has anyone else thought that Izuku may at some point interfere? Essentially out of panic that he might lose Bakugou again? That he may witness a much more gruesome death of his best friend/rival??

Maybe not right away, because he believes in Bakugou and was bolstered by Bakugous appearance, but perhaps if ANY indication is given that AFO might become successful?

(Yes, he's got Shigaraki right now but he also sort of "set aside" his current fight with him in order to hurl Bakugou at AFO before, keeping him restrained by Black Whip)

Basically...what on earth is going through Izukus head right now, especially now that AFO is about to go nuclear on Bakugou?? He cant just be chill with all of this happening in front of him. PLEASE HORIKOSHI GIVE ME SOME CRUMBS.

#bnha spoilers #what if #bakugou katsuki #bakudeku #like is he going to be able to atay out of it if bakugou is seriously threatened again??#he was already too late once #what if he legitimately panicks #hed probably be dragging tomura with him like a kid on a leash #and then maybe that would get Tomura within AFOs range ANYWAY #which would up the stakes?#i mean Baku might be fine but also....#AFO has got a LOT OF POWER RN #Im excited for whatever happens. and i dont thin katsuki would die again??#BUT LIKE STILL #i disnt think hed die the first time....#afo is going nuclear rage #is katsuki going to be powered up enough for this???#is Izuku seeing this???#is he or is he not out of his mind with worry for kacchan????#horikoshi please twll us what izuku is thinking again #i need to know #let us hear the protags pov again i miss izuku

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attoye · 4 months

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I CANNOT 🤣🤣🤣

Attuma when he saw Okoye: 😍😍😍👀👀👀😘😘😘🫶🏽🫶🏽🫶🏽🔥🔥🔥🔥❤️❤️❤️❤️

also Alex when he met Danai: 😍😍😍😍🔥🔥🔥🔥👀👀👀❤️❤️❤️❤️🫶🏽🫶🏽🫶🏽🫶🏽😘😘😘😘😘

#🤣🤣🤣#🤣 just kidding!#just jokes #dont get too excited #attuma of talokan #alex livinalli #danai gurira #attoye #attuma x okoye #okoye x attuma #attuma #okoye #black panther #marvel #mcu #actors #actor

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hirokiyuu · 3 months

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Heddwyn "Wyn" Caldera is a freshman from Diasomnia. He's well known in alchemical circles for multiple revolutionary breakthroughs in the world of potions, the first of which he discovered at eight years old. Though invited to NRC last year at age thirteen, he waited a year before accepting a position at the school.

here he is my baby boy......!!!! been tossing this kid around in my head a lot lately and wanted to make a profile card for him to show him off to the world. imagine me as a proud parent and ive pulled this out of my wallet.

based off the black cauldron. both the movie and like. the cauldron itself. naturally he is good at potions. since the cauldron is essentially a mcguffin wanted by everyone the idea is that he's extremely good at what he does but is also pretty vulnerable to being used. he's also very stone-faced bc he's...... made of stone............ get it.............

template is from here!

#twst oc #twisted wonderland #his fave food is veggies bc i think being a 14yo boy who eats Spinch and Enjoys It is funny #im still turnign over his unique magic in my head........ i think the thing i initially wanted for him im keeping for his eldest brother #he and deuce get along well (he is a cauldron) but tbh i dont think he has many other friends #i think theyre parters in pe and i think he tries to tutor deuce in potions and i think both these things go badly. u kno how it is.#if he put as much effort into his magic as he did his potions hed be a prodigy there too. unfortunately he likes Stir and Brew.#doted on in science club. rook praises the shit he works on and he gets so excited and happy and trey is just glad theyre getting along #tbh i dont think trey realizes at first baby is literally world-famous hes just like. theres a kid in this club. ill be nice.#has a good rship with crewel overall tho theres always an odd line for him to walk btwn 'this person is a revolutionary genius at potions'#and 'this kid is fourteen and the most awkward child i have ever taught' u kno.#he ta's in the third years class sometimes. as you do #looks up to malleus and dislikes lilia (too playful/unserious for his tastes) respects silver a lot but finds sebek Very Rude #(they are seat mates)#OK THATS A LOT OF THOUGHTS FOR TAGS and i wnana lie down. think abt my baby please. ok goodnight #wyn stuff #how do you art

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good-beanswrites · 8 months

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Hello hello! It's me again! (That one Anon who requested Lies with Kazui & Yuno, but I've set up my account now so no need to ask anonymously again lol) Thank you for satisfying my previous request, it was such a delight to read. I keep rereading it every now and then and I'm still always left in awe with it like jesus christ you didn't have to go all in on that im sobbing with the 0207 friendship dynamic.

I've also seen your latest post and drabble asks. I'd like to request from the Drabble List#1 - #5 “Idiots. They are all idiots.” with Es themselves!

Let the prisoners have fun and Es just stares at them nonchalantly, silently judging their idiocy from afar, hell, maybe even let Yuno/Mikoto convince them to join. You can do anything as long as you think it'll fit, they're all just a little silly (minus the fact they're in prison lol).

With all that said, take your time and no rush! I can always wait. Thanks a lot! ...now back to rereading my previous request for the nth time,, i love it so much,, thankyouagain

Ah thank you so much, that means so much!! I'm so glad you liked it, that one was really nice to write :'D And yesss thank you for the request -- this was such a blast to do as well! (though I also made myself emotional over Es' lost childhood, that was less fun ;___;) I debated on several activities within the prison but thought this was plausible and fun for some mid-T1 shenanigans

Es had a job to do. They had many eyes watching them. They had several lives in their hands. They had heavy responsibilities. They didn’t have time for something as silly as ‘video game night’, regardless of the laughter that bubbled up from the common room as they passed by. They were not way tempted to join, regardless of how much fun the group seemed to be having when they peered their head in.

Fuuta had whined that Es had replaced all his requests with completely outdated consoles and games, confirming they had been successful in choosing things without any access to the internet or outside world. Plus, they thought, this gave the older prisoners a fighting chance with some of the games.

Not that they cared whether or not the prisoners had a good time. That wasn’t any concern of theirs. Even in these long periods of rest between their more eventful duties, they must remain focused.

The laughter crescendoed into delighted screaming.

Es figured one more look inside wouldn’t hurt. They were supposed to be keeping an eye on everyone, after all.

The prisoners had gathered various chairs and bedding material, creating makeshift couches. Some piled onto the new seating, some splayed out on the ground, others stood in excitement. The television was so small, the two players needed to lean all the way forward to see.

Mahiru bounced in her seat as Yuno whipped around her remote. Fuuta was demanding Kazui play better, gesturing wildly at the screen. Shidou chucked to himself as the others grew more intense. Haruka kept asking questions about the game, receiving an answer only about half the time.

As the match got closer, Yuno leapt to her feet. She tried to shimmy in front of Kazui and block his view. He stood to prod her out of the way. Muu called foul play, though she said it with a thrill rather than accusation. Fuuta repeated it -- with quite a lot of accusation -- and tried to push Yuno out of the way. Mikoto tried to hold him back, voicing his support of Yuno’s methods.

The others got caught up in the yelling. Amane’s eyes were wide in anticipation. Kotoko pumped her fist as the battle got even closer. The room erupted in movement and shoving and tripping and remote pulling -- until they yanked the tiny television forward.

The thick cord came free, and the screen went black just before a winner was announced. Ten voices chorused their outrage.

Es shook their head. “Idiots. They are all idiots.”

They turned away as the prisoners hurried to set everything up again. They were just about to turn the corner into the panopticon when Yuno’s voice called from behind.

“Hey!” She ran up, taking advantage of their brief pause. “I saw you passing by. Why don’t you come join us?”

Not for the first time, Es wished they had enough height to look down on all the prisoners. “I’m your warden. I’m not some child here to play games with you all.”

She pursed her lips. “I’m not a kid either. But I’m still down for a night to unwind.”

“You’re lucky to have the luxury to relax. I, on the other hand, am busy right now.”

Yuno made a show of looking left, then right, across the empty hallway. “And what exactly are you doing right now?”

“I’m working.”

She frowned. “Uh-huh…”

“I am!” They fumbled for more, coming up blank. They should have known the moment she came skipping over to them that it would be impossible to fool her. There was no need for this routine check of the prison; everyone was gathered in the common room except them. Yuno had known this before uttering a single word.

Her hands fluttered in a dismissive gesture. “Too much work is never good for you. It doesn’t matter how mature you are -- if you get too caught up in your job it’ll drive you to some crazy things.” She smirked. “Just look at Shidou. Or Mikoto!”

“I could look at you…”

Though surprise flickered across her face, she kept grinning. “Exactly! So let’s get you in here.” She tugged on their arm. Prisoners couldn’t physically move Es against their will.

They huffed as they found themselves inching closer and closer to the entryway.

“I suppose I can come and watch,” they muttered, “and still keep an eye on you all.”

“No! No more working!” She managed to get them into the room. “Here, you can take my spot in the next round.”

Kazui looked over. “Who said you were getting the next spot?”

“Oh come on, I was clearly going to win that one.”

“Clearly? I'm pretty sure was seconds away from beating you.”

“Well then, I guess Es can take your spot.”

“Es is playing?” Haruka looked up excitedly.

“I haven’t agreed to anything yet.”

It was as if they hadn’t said anything at all. The others launched into a discussion of who would give their remote to Es? Who would they’d face off against? Were they resetting the bracket they’d begun? Which game would they return to? The ten argued in circles for a while. For a group of murderers, they were insistent on a fair tournament. After breaking up some bickering that could have become physical, Es once again wondered how they ended up watching over a mess like this.

At length the game was chosen, and a rematch was slated for Yuno and Kazui later in the night. To save themself time and sanity, Es went ahead and picked their opponent.

“I’ll play Fuuta.”

He had been the obvious choice: he could supply enough chatter for the both of them, so Es could remain silent. Also, he was guaranteed to win and free them from an obligation to play more than one round. They flashed a look at some of the more observant prisoners, hoping they didn’t tip them off.

However, no one was really watching them too keenly. Mahiru clapped in joy. Yuno beamed. Mikoto shoved a remote into their hands. Haruka started rapidly explaining the rules to them. Shidou directed Es to their seat in the center. Kotoko gave them an encouraging nod. As expected, Fuuta was already deep into trash talk as he sat next to them.

They really were simple-minded people, more focused on this silly game than the fact their warden had just sat amongst them. It was dangerous to let one’s guard down in a place like this, Es reminded themself.

With a little jingle, the match began.

Their fingers flew across the controls. Though they had a rocky start, some sort of muscle memory kicked in. Surely this game had come out before they were born, and there was no way they’d played it regularly. None of that mattered much. Their little avatar was obviously gaining the lead.

Their eyes stayed fixed on the screen as they received slaps on the back and nudges. Their guard's cap was knocked off in the shuffling, but they couldn't risk picking it up. Voices called all around them.

“Aw, don’t just let the kid win!” Mikoto said.

“I’m not!” Fuuta was desperate. “They fucking tricked me! They’re a pro!”

Es felt energy run through their entire body. Their original plan already slipping away, they wondered if they could actually beat Fuuta. It would be fun to see… They leaned forward, holding their breath. The audience continued cheering the pair on. Once again, the room was swept up in shouts.

The match ended. A little banner flashed across the screen to name Es victorious. They jumped up, a small whoop escaping them.

They would’ve melted in shame right then and there, if the sound weren’t already drowned out by the surrounding chaos. The others laughed and shook Es in amazement. Fuuta let out a string of colorful language.

“That was incredible!”

“Holy shit!”

“How’d you do that?”

Es placed the cap back on their head, pulling it over their eyes. “I don’t know. And it doesn’t matter. I’m done for the night.” They tried to pass off the remote, but Mikoto pushed it back into their hands.

“Nuh-uh. I want to see this for myself.” He grabbed the other one from a dejected Fuuta. “Same game. Same characters. Lemme see what you’ve got.”

Es wasn’t meant to play one round, much less get caught up in their ridiculous tournament.

Don’t be an idiot, they told themself.

“Bring it on,” they told Mikoto.

#milgram #es #yuno kashiki #fuuta kajiyama #mikoto kayano #and everyone else #i always worry it gets too busy with too many characters but i think this works 👍#thank you for all your kind words!!! i feel like a broken record but it really means so much to me --#im so happy youre enjoying these as much as i am >:3 #my next one is going to be a bit more serious but it was really fun doing these lighter ones :')#they deserve a night of relaxation and fun! im absolutely obsessed with es' insistence on their duty and solemn attitude #because theyre just a kid! they need a break! theyd get excited and competitive just like anyone else! they should be allowed to!#UGH #i think es and amane are a bit too similar with their struggles with age and being controlled by adults where its harder to get along #but yuno also understands what its like to want to be seen as a responsible mature person despite a younger age #and shed know how best to say things lightly but still meaningfully <3 #yeah i thought about them doing sports or cooking or karaoke but this worked the best #haruka and amane dont have much experience with video games but i think theyd catch on quick #shidou has a lot of fun but he sucks ass LMAO #mahiru also isnt great but even if she was doing good shed let everyone else win to make sure their spirits stay up #im a sucker for writing where a character says something over and over and you just know theyre trying to convince themselves 😂#someone tell me to stop rambling in the tags and just make a new post for gods sake asdfsdfds #i hope you enjoy!#im late by now but woo happy getting your account set up 👏 welcome to the hellsite...#drabbles

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neonsix67 · 4 months

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Dreams are weird and crazy, and if I were to ever get into the science of the brain, this is what I'd want to study.

I've actually wanted to talk about this for a while because I find it bizarre, so for context: I have very realistic, vivid, and interactive dreams. So much so that when I wake up, I really need a 30-minute adjustment period to move from one world back to reality. This adjustment also helps me to remember what my dream actually was. I also feel it's important to point out that I am a very light sleeper, so I have a lot of trouble falling asleep and staying asleep. Because I will wake up multiple times a night, which results in me having multiple dreams per night.

My dreams range from realistic scenarios to the craziest plots you've ever seen,

I only have realistic dreams when I nervous or I know something important is coming up like the first day of school or an important work shift, so ill run scenarios on how to deal with it through my dreams. These dreams usually start people in my life, and it can be so realistic that when I wake up, I really have to question if that was something that really happened or not.

My favorites include the ones where there is a really cool apocalypse. There is some sort of evil, big baddie, or a natural disaster that left the world scrambling. In these, I usually have a mix of people I know and npcs that have intensive backstories that me as the mc already knows. These dreams usually have a bad ending that ends with me being ripped apart or bitten or just dying to wake up. (And mind you, i can have all five senses in my dreams, so when I feel pain, I wake up with the same sorta pain just nulled down) but it's all in good fun, I actually really enjoy these dreams.

The ones I usually don't tell people about are my weird and not easy to explain dreams. In these dreams, we have a sort of hero journey, and these dreams will last FOREVER. The story can shift from one focus to another in a snap, but it all connects together sort of cohesively. Out of all of the dreams I've had like this, each character has been original and not really based on any sort of reference from reality or content I've seen. I am never myself in these dreams, always some convoluted character with a drenched past (and in one case I was actually two at the same time, twins that I managed to see and feel at the same time) These dreams can really mess up my psyche and I have a lot of trouble adjusting back to the real world after waking up, especially if there is no conclusion. However, I do get good story ideas from it.

The most dream-like dreams I've had are the ones where I become aware, and thus in full control. These dream usually start out with a mash of a ton of contrasting ideas. For example: I'm in my elementary school gym with a bunch of weird creatures, outside the window I can see Rudolph the red nosed reindeer and Thomas the tank engine speeding down a street. Then I become hyper aware I'm in a dream and start to take control. These dreams never last long and I usually wake up a couple of seconds after realizing where I am.

With all this said I can have horrible nightmares but I usually blow them off due to their nature. I'm really quick to dismiss any sort of your typical horror as it just doesn't hit me. So my brain really started getting creative, making me witness my murder my own family, drowning myself in a shallow pool (I've never been scared of water, quite the opposite but that is just one that stuck out because I woke up very shaken), dropping babies off a ledge, etc. Pretty much these dreams dig into my fears of committing crimes I would never commit and 9 times out of 10 I usually can't say anything during these dreams. I cant speak, scream, nothing. And I always wake up with a start and drenched in sweat.

Now, the weirdest part I have is when my brain will try to sike me out. Sometimes, when I am done with a dream or am revving to wake up, my dream will "wake up" into another dream, but this dream is exactly my reality. I will wake up in the same bed I went to sleep in, go about my morning routine, talk with my dad or roommate, and go about my daily business. It isn't until one tint little thing out of the ordinary happens that I realize that this, in fact, is NOT the real world, and I really have to wake up. I get angry at those dreams because now I have to do everything I just did all over again.

And finally , my sleep paralysis dreams! These are really rare, and I've only had about 4 or 5 in the last couple of years. I used to get sleep paralysis quite frequently as a child, but something changed, and now it only gets it every now and again. I'm usually stuck unable to move, and I'm aware of this, however my dreams will make me seem as though I'm merely a camera angle in my own life and I'm able to pan around and witness whatever world is going on while fully aware that my body cannot move to experience it. This can range from my brain visualizing a conversation I know I can hear in the room next to me, to something where I am witnessing a monster killer outside my window creep closer to my paralyzed form. Funky things that are not preferred. I'm glad I don't get them much anymore.

#i sometimes feel bad when i go on a dream rant to spot #but then i remember they probably use it as plot fuel #i feel bad because they dont dream too often #or at least they dont remember a lot of them #but we often after waking up will explain what we can #for me i try my best to sumarize the experience #and i get really excited when we wake up and they go “i actually had a dream” and i sit my happy butt down #and swing my legs like a little kid #“tell me tell me tell me”#cw: gore #<just in case #dreams #vivid imagery #<also just in case

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