what’s in my bag 🤍🐇

I think Deku has a bit of a mean streak, actually. he’s no Bakugou—that’s for sure—but he’s not this innocent, sweet angel baby that the media has painted him out to be. but you only catch it when you least expect it, when you’re pushing his nerves, when the stakes to everything around him are high, when he’s tired of endless sleepless nights and just—snaps.

“Oh?” you go, grin unfurling like some grinch, chin resting on your hands as you leer at him from across his expansive desk. “You’re mean.” your words are teasing, a snarl that curls your mouth up. Deku stutters, eyes going wide, jaw snapping shut in surprise as he tries to think back on how rude he just sounded.

“No, I’m not—I mean, you wouldn’t stop and I just—there’s a lot on my plate right now—and you just—you keep on—I’m not—I’m not mean.” He’s sputtering, hands all over the place, the glasses perched on the bridge of his nose falling even lower with how he jabbers on and on. it’s endearing really, to see how he tries to upkeep his image of being so kind and understanding, even though his nostrils just flared at you. and his eyebrows turned down and he gritted at you, his hands were balled into fists, his words were so nasty, so ugly, so unbecoming for Deku.

you liked it. loved it even—vowed to get him like this every single fucking second that you could.

you pick and poke at him whenever you see him, teasing him and pulling at him. pushing him around even though the hero is so much stronger than you, so much bigger. and he lets you, tries to defend himself but—that’s not what you want. you want the ugliness, the snark, the mean.

he snaps, eventually, when you least expect it. grabs you up in black whip when you go to push him against the wall for the third time in only a minute, his eyes suddenly dark, the aura of the room suddenly charged.

“That’s what I was looking for.” you whisper to him, the grin spreading your face quickly dissipating in only seconds when you become the prey. when you become the one pushed up against the wall with teeth at your neck, a hand in your underwear, bullying your hole with too thick fingers.

“Why do you want me to act like this? Be so mean to you, huh?” he sounds so frustrated with himself, with you, growling and nipping and licking when you don’t answer quick enough. but your breath is caught in your lungs because finally—finally, did you get what you wanted. it just took a little bit of pushing, you suppose.

First words with Uncle Simon

part 1 | part 2

Collector redraw with Kid Belos 🙏

Suki - Chimera Falin amv

I present before you: The Chimera Falin Edit.

College (uni??) AU catering to my own interests as it should always be hehe :)

Hello, can i have a modern sylvain pls??? PS: i love how you draw scrimblos

Finally another Wheel Spin and thankfully modern equals I get to draw someone with fish somewhere on their outfit. (Overlay layer my friend how I missed you)

What people think ADHD is:

So I went to my room to grab sticky notes to leave my roommate a reminder on the dryer but then I saw my week old mug on my nightstand so I went to put it away and then when I was in the kitchen I realized there's no room for it in the cabinet and now I'm measuring the wall for shelving units.

Which, yeah, it is that. It's definitely that. But it's also this series of texts I sent to my friend this morning:

🚨 WE FINALLY GOT A PIC OF WILL BYERS 🚨 AND!!! HE STILL HAS THE BOWLCUT!!! WHO NEVER LOSES??? ME

2/15/2024

Scenes from yesterday 🥰

30nym challenge Day 7: Reflect on the past week. What went well and what went badly?

Honestly I’ve really enjoyed this week! Nothing went badly. The worst part was the commute to campus for a couple days, to tutor M1 students. What went well: I’ve had so much free time to exercise this week! It feels so good & it’s a privilege to be able to move and be active.

cuties (:

Thr thing abt me is that I want to know exactly how psychiatric medications work. I don't want the simplified version. Dont give me the "I'm talking to the public" answers. I want the specific mechanisms and how exactly it causes its side effects.

sometimes i think "wow, i am so anxious for no fucking reason," and then i remember i had stimulants at midnight, fucked around emailing people in ways that were probably super annoying, forgot to eat, had my pain meds wear off, and took my nighttime sleepy meds at 6:30 AM.

well. u win some u lose some.

yeah the past had some enjoyable activities. im currently partaking in sitting outside in the shade on a cool windy day carding some fleece I've been washing and dyeing with berries i picked from the trees out front and keeping an eye on the bread i've got rising in the sun on the front steps while another couple pounds of wool dries on a rack. and its nice. but here's what historical reenactors don't tell you: every single medieval peasant and serf would have been watching minecraft videos pretty much nonstop if theyd had half the chance.

guy whose childhood drags behind him like a dead body

can I have a Welt Yang from Honkai Star Rail? he's my grandpa and I love him.

I firmly agree with "he's my grandpa and I love him". He's also the reason I even started to play HSR! (bonus Himeko)