A thunderstorm in august

Oh, yeah. This is now a whole official thing.

Part 2 is here.

It had been a week since Bakugo had opened his flower shop across the street. Kirishima wasn’t joking when he said it would be a better sight than the abandoned shop that was there before. His personal work station looked directly out to it and the blossoms were beautiful. It was definitely helpful that the owner of the shop was also nice to look at.

“You’re here early again,” Jiro pointed out from her spot at the front counter. Her gaze barely rose to look at him to see the sheepish shrug he gave in response. It was very unlike the redhead to show up for work until after two in the afternoon. Occasionally, he’d have an early client, just like the rest of them, but to come in willingly just to sketch and wait for walk-ins… it was beyond unusual. “Making new friends?” She questioned, making her limited knowledge of the situation known.

Kirishima gave a large grin, dropping his bag at the front counter as he leaned against the cool surface of it. “Keeping tabs on me, boss?” He wouldn’t deny it. The effort he had been putting into picking himself up out of bed early to make his way to work with the intention of ‘running into’ their new neighbor was something he wanted recognized.

“I like to know who my neighbors are and what they’re up to,” she responded, leaning back in her chair and crossing her arms over her chest. “Plus, it’s been a lot louder around here since he set up shop. Kinda hard not to notice.”

That was true. And Kirishima also wouldn’t deny that he had been the cause of some of that shouting as well. The blond definitely had a fiery personality. That was something Kirishima found out the hard way. No longer would he walk into the shop unannounced while Bakugo was in the middle of his arrangements. That had disrupted the peaceful morning with a shouting lecture about sneaking up on unsuspecting individuals. Kirishima couldn’t help but laugh at the thought now.

“Do you actually have clients at this hour?” Jiro questioned, her body moving to reach for her bag. “Or are you only here for the chance to flirt with the florist?”

“There’s nothing wrong with a little flirting,” Kirishima answered, his gaze turning out through the window of the tattoo shop to see the said florist setting up his daily display - today it consisted of sunflowers and lilies. 

“Sure,” she agreed, “though I’m thankful you decided to target someone that wasn’t trapped under your needle for hours.”

A sheepish smile was the only thing he could think to respond with. He had gained quite a reputation throughout the tattooing community for his flirtatious ways with clients, much to Jiro’s exasperation. While she had recruited him knowing all his talents and flaws from school, he was sure she hadn’t anticipated how much that would end up reflecting on her own shop. It definitely didn’t help that Kirishima couldn’t deny that some of those appointments had ended with more than just a tattoo. Apparently, it was common for people to kiss and tell within the industry.

“Anyway,” Jiro continued, “since you’re not busy, you can get us some breakfast.”

“Am I some kind of mule to you?”

“That’s what I hired you to be.”

“Fair.”

Turning away from the counter, Kirishima placed his bag at his work station. The table was scattered with rough sketches. Graphite and charcoal smudged across white parchment and fine paper. Some were more refined - ones he had been working on for clients coming in soon - others were for himself - attempts at new techniques, figure practice, and, his newest infatuation, careful impressionistic pieces of his daily encounters with Bakugo Katsuki. The surge of inspiration that he felt when he was around the blond was something he hadn’t felt in a long time. His fingers traced over the delicate lines that expressed his jaw, making a mental note to shove all of those sketches away before he got caught with them. Kaminari was already giving him shit about watching the flower shop from the window when it was slow. To add the sketches to the teasing was just something he didn’t want to deal with every day.

“The usual?” Kirishima questioned, footsteps trailing towards the front door. He heard the offhand noise of confirmation from Jiro. He didn’t mind the half-hearted response. He knew how busy she was, anyone striving to be one of the best tattoo artists in the country would be. It was nearly four years ago now that she had come to him with the idea of opening a tattoo shop. They had gone to high school together, after graduating Jiro had gone off to some fancy art school, while Kirishima jumped from job to job trying to sell his art on the side. Sure, the idea was risky, putting what little they had into tattooing - an art both were inexperienced with at the time. 

Heh, but one art school drop out and back-end artist sure could put together one good tattoo shop.

Jiro lived out of the shop, figuring it was better to invest her entire life to the practice and decision. Kirishima remained in his shitty apartment a couple blocks away. Even with the surplus of clientele they were getting, he still couldn’t bring himself to leave the small space. Kaminari joined the team about two years into business. Kirishima had pushed for it, saying that they weren’t keeping up with the demand they were gaining. And the electric personality of the blond would add a little flare to their image. Besides, the guys art was something else. It was like he was born to hold a tattoo gun.

Pushing through the front door, his eyes instantly rose to the flower shop across the street. It may sound strange, but he honestly believed that the opening of Bakugo’s store was the most exciting thing that has happened to this nothing street. And he intended to keep it that way.

Shoving his hands into his pockets, his eyes darted in both directs down the road before moving across the asphalt. Technically, the shop was in the opposite direction of their favorite breakfast joint, but the stop he planned on making wasn’t meant to take long.

“Hey, Bakugo!” Kirishima called when the blond appeared through the open garage door of his shop, chrysanthemums in large bundles in his arms.

Those crimson eyes turned to him quickly, the wrinkle of annoyance was already stationed between his brows as his mouth turned downward. He gave the same look every morning the redhead disrupted his morning setup routine. His natural flow of blossom arrangement stilted every time he acknowledged the call of his name.

“Didn’t I already deal with you today?” His voice was accented with a throaty growl. Kirishima couldn’t help but smile when he heard it. The act of being abrasive paired with the handling of beautiful flowers was an entertaining sight to see.

“Have you had breakfast this morning?” Kirishima ignored his question to ask his own, leaning against the side of the garage to watch as Bakugo continued to put out the flowers he intended to feature for the day.

“Why does that matter to you?”

Ah, a game of questions.

“Well,” Kirishima let his head fall back against the cool metal of the garage siding, “if you haven’t, I was just on my way to get some. Thought it would be a good way to introduce you to the neighborhood.”

“No,” was Bakugo’s only response.

Kirishima didn’t even try to stop the scoff that escaped his lips. “No to having breakfast or to going to get some?”

“Both.”

The answer surprised him, his entire body moving away from the siding and his smile dropped instantly. “What? That’s not a good way to start the day.”

“And neither is being pestered by metal-faced redhead.”

“Metal-faced…” the words repeated from Kirishima quietly, his hand finally pulling free from his pocket to touch at the ring on the right side of his bottom lip. That was a new one. He wasn’t even called that when he had braces for nearly two years as a kid. “Come on,” he continued his original pursuit, “it’s good food. And we’ll get it to go. Besides, I’m getting stuff for the boss,” he gestured back at the tattoo shop, “she’ll throttle me if I keep her waiting too long.”

Bakugo redirected his red eyes on him, taking in the redhead staring at him. His lips pursed slightly, as though a bad taste was settling in his mouth with the answer he was about to speak. “I better be back before shop hours start.”

A toothy grin instantly spread across Kirishima’s face, a warmth filling his belly. “It’s just around the corner!” He spoke excitedly, moving out of the way for Bakugo to shut the garage door until his return. “They’re food is awesome and they’re super quick!”

“Yeah, whatever,” Bakugo grumbled in return, adjusting his hoodie with the lack of an apron over it, “let’s just get this over with.”

Maybe I should move this to my AO3 if it’s going to be a long series?

vent pt. 2

((TW: self-harm, depression, sexual harassment, sexism, rape))

so i just watched the ‘how to NOT be the perfect boyfriend’ of unus annus (i’m behind yes i know) and honestly i have so much respect for both ethan and mark. they used their platforms, which have millions of followers to spread awareness and offer support to those who may need it. they went into the video expecting shit and giggles, but when they actually found that the article was really problematic, they didn’t scrap the video for something funny, but opened up about how they felt about the issue. mark opened up about an abusive relationship he’d been in in the past, and that takes so much courage. he opened up about how he’d tolerated his toxic girlfriend because he’d convinced himself that he didn’t deserve any better. and that’s so heartbreaking. i’ve been in about three toxic relationships in the past year alone. just because they were platonic doesn’t make them any less painful for me to even look back on. 

the first one happened about a year ago. let’s call her Ellie. me and Ellie had been super close for about 3-4 years now. then i started hanging out with one Ellie’s other friends and we started talking. we started talking about how we really didn’t feel validated or respected in the relationship at all or when we’re around her. we confronted Ellie about it and she denied it. she also refused to get therapy to help with her depression or anxiety. she almost always blamed her behaviors on those issues. she basically bragged about her scars, showing them off to everyone, only for attention. many people didn’t like her because she was mean and me and her friend were some of the only people who would hang out with her. she then said that her ex had forced her to have sex with him. of course we didn’t believe her because she was a liar. she lied about her mental illnesses, she flaunted her self-harm for attention, we couldn’t know what was real or not. so we completely cut her off. we didn’t associate with her anymore. 

the next was with her ex. we’ll call him Brad. the one that supposedly forced her to have sex with him. we thought we could trust him because he’d given us nothing to even worry about. we didn’t think that he’d be a predator because we always thought, “he’d never do something like that, he’s a good guy.” until one of my new friends, who’d just moved here from georgia (let’s call her Irene) said that he tried to force her to give him a blowjob. at our school. I had no reason to not believe her because she’d just moved here. she had no friends and didn’t have any idea about what happened between him and his ex besides what she’s heard indirectly from me and my friends. now Brad is a big kid. and he’s strong too. you can’t just push your way around him. so Irene had no way to really get away from him. Brad cornered her and tried to force her to give her a blowjob. she kept saying no again and again and again before her mom finally to pick her up from school. Irene told me about all of this on our way to one of Brad’s hockey games. now, Irene made it very clear that she hated Brad. but even later the same night as the time he tried to force her to do that, he called her with a boner and expected her to do something about it. this wasn’t the first time, so we texted his parents and threatened to tell the appropriate authorities if they didn’t do something to prevent his behavior. we completely removed ourselves from him and he is now homeschooled.

lastly, my ex boyfriend. we’ll call him Jake. Jake and Irene had ‘dated’ (according to either of them they weren’t really dating but they were very close) for about two months. when things started to get more serious between them, Irene noticed that Jake isn’t actually that great of a person. he’s sexist, ignorant and egotistical. she quickly ‘broke up’ with him and separated herself from him. which is difficult because everyone else (i have a big friend group and we all sit together at lunch) still liked him. she told me and the other girls in the group about it and all of us agreed that he’s a bit sketch. about a week later he texted me and told me that he likes me, that he had since last summer, that Irene distracted him from me but he remembers how he feels now. i friendzoned him at the time because that’s how i felt. about 3-4 weeks later i realized i might like him too. so i texted him and we started kinda dating. i’d never dated anyone before him, so i wanted to take it slow (not to mention i still wasn’t 100% sure about how i felt about him and might be aromantic). and he’s not shy when it comes to making jokes. he made sexist, racist and misogynistic jokes all the time. that’s why all of the girls (out of my friends) hate him now. he made a joke on a bad night for me so i left him on read. he told me to text him back so in a fit of rage (?) i sent a paragraph about how annoying it is to put up with his sexist jokes. he apologized and said it wouldn’t happen again. a few days later i broke up with him because i realized i’d 1.) lost feelings and 2.) didn’t need that kind of shit in my life anymore. he tried to get back with me a few times, but i always said no. i ghosted him for days at a time, completely ignoring him. he said he wanted to talk so i explained that this relationship was shitty and he’s shitty and that i really don’t want to talk to him anymore. he literally blamed his derogatory sense of humor on being a male gamer. i was missing him the other day (more platonically than anything, he was really close to me) and told Irene about it, so she sent me a screenshot of her conversation with him. he tried to start a “”wholesome”” conversation with her about child support in rape situations. she shut him down and told him to stop talking to her for good. Irene then proceeded to tell me that he blamed her for what happened with Brad. he blamed her for being ‘too flirty’. she’s flirty, but she made it very clear that she hated Brad. so i’m done missing him. 

i’m done letting people hurt me and my friends without any consequences. i’m sick and tired of it all. and i have so much respect for people who use their popularity for good and use it to spread awareness about situations where people might need help. i have so much respect for people who can speak out about their issues, because i still haven’t told my mom about any of this (mainly because when i tried she blamed me for being sensitive and that i should cater to all of Ellie’s needs because she’s depressed, so that was the end of that conversation). Mark and Ethan are such inspirations to me and i wish i had the courage to do what they did. 

help others.

I KNOW ITS BEEN LIKE 300 YEARS BUT-

5 things you’ll find in my bag

Right now theres uhh Notebooks, both school and 1 art. Drink mix ins, with such great flavors as sour apple jolly rancher and crush pineapple (tm) Two packs of cards, one of which steam punk themed and the other your regular ol bicycle. A calculator. Its a shitty old one but its for tests, i have google and shit for anything i need myself.

5 things you’ll find in my bedroom

A roommate. Idk if he is gay or what but he isnt straight, name’s will. Chill dude. Sleepin rn, what a fella MY SICK ASS COMPUTER IM MISSING OUT ON BECAUSE MY ROOMMATE IS ASLEEP AAAAAAAAAAAAAA I WANNA PLAY ROCKET LEAGUE WITHOUT LAGGING TO HELL also programming my mods. Need to upload that shit. Shit what number we on, 3? Okay cool. A bed. Wow really a bed in your bedrooM? yeah its pretty fuckin spectacular i know. I dont have posters n shit so like i gotta be creative you feel. A microfridge. Now i know what youre thinking, “ah a small fridge whats the big deal?” but no you dont understand, its a microwave fucking bolted onto the top of a fridge. They gave zero fucks attaching these two together and apparently the name is the same way, WHY NOT A FRIDGEWAVE EVEN LIKE MICROFRIDGE JUST SOUNDS LIKE A SMALL FRI- Last but not least, im tempted to just say my wallet here tbh, cuz its old but like, youd EXPECT that now would you? Something boring and mundane for me to fill out the word count with making everything super exciting so nah man, fuck it. Theres air in my bedroom. Fight me.

5 things I’ve always wanted to do in my life

Make a videogame. Like okay, a lot of stuff on this list is jokes and stuff, and I know im going into too much detail and my followers will probably murder me in cold blood for this shit, but im serious about this one like - i have some ideas, but i never have the motivation alone to like work whole-heartedly and finish one but like, at some point in the future id love to sit down and just go at it and make a game. Doesnt matter if its popular or big or small just i wanna make something that i love ya feel? I wanna like, go to newark, delaware. I know, its delaware and all, no one lives there, but ive met a bunch of cool people there and i was promised a donut run sometime, so lookin forward to that. Yknow that post awhile back that was like “i dont wanna be rich and like buy shit, i just wanna have enough money to throw at kickstarters whenever i want without having to strain on my food and rent costs” thats me. 100% Like i wanna have just enough money to be able to donate to cool people and watch them do cool shit - it wont always work out but thats fine, I just love shit. I wanna be able to donate like the high prize and fly out to meet these game studios for coffee and shit and just talk with em and see their passion and ideas. I love it. Im not actually really sure besides those. Like idk. I think itd be cool to enter a game tournament with my brother and win, but i doubt thatll happen and its not super like on my desires just itd be cool cuz we named ourselves Sora and Shiro after NGNL and to see that like, have us win would be great. Yeah. Ill make my fifth to think of a fifth one.

5 things on my to do list

FLOPPY DICKS i mean disks. Floppy disks. I do binding of isaac ab+ modding shit, and im currently working (its mostly done for what i want it to do) which adds a new consumable called floppy disks, effects are based on viruses, bugs, and just computer based shit. Like BSOD for instance, which makes the screen literately bluescreen. Or atleast look like it. Cant wait to watch people play with it. I gotta work on the programming class project too but honestly i dont waannnaaa. Like its cool as shit. Recreate a card game using c++ code. But man, i just love Apocrypha and Floppies so much more. Eat today???? Please. Dining hall opens in 3 hours. Its goddamn 4 am. I want my food. Dunno if ill get it - if ill stay awake till then. But i want it. Probably draw some stuff? Like i posted one drawing already (check it out if u wanna ;) kay?) but like theres wacom tablets here i can just kinda use whenever???? its great. I love being able to just draw stuff on em. Even if i suck at drawing, even if it took 10 hours to make the one i posted here, still love. Probably play more rocket league. Sleep first, soon as i get that food im CRASHIN BOI IM OUTTIE HA but uhh, rocket league has a halloween thing rn and i like playing it. Was playing earlier today and i matchd with a dude in 2v2 that had the same car, skin, AND colors set up as mine. Totaly random. We kicked some major ass together. I kept thinking of the same hat comic the entire time. (also my card was superior because it had furry ears on it ;))

5 things that make me happy

Getting an idea for a thing and working at said thing until like boom it went from this abstract idea to now it has a physical form and it works! And its fun and its great and i can share it with other people and they can have fun too!!!! that feeling is wonderful.  Obviously friends man. Just doing shit with people can be so great sometimes - like not all the time sure but like man. Its nice to talk to people and share experiences and just smile and tell bad jokes and have them groan but like it anyway like thats the shit. Going out at 2 am and walking to a nearby run down schoolyard and swinging on the swingsets and watching shooting stars burn up. Thats the good shit. Getting tents and setting em up in your friends back yard when your friend from far away comes up for a few days, and playing ridiculous games in a group like kick the can or fuckin zombie screaming your lungs out in the dark to freak em out, or just talkin around a fire about fuckin life man. The people make life great. Shits worth living for. I realize that last answer covered a LOT of shit but like, im just gonna add here videogames. Would be amiss if i didnt mention that, considering the rocket league rant above lmao. Yeah i better not make this category any longer.

5 things I’m (currently) into

Isaac modding, probably will be for awhile. Its good shit. As a suggestion from one of the people I work with (we also fuck around its a good time) i have started watching space dandy. Its a slow progress through lol like an episode or two a day but god man like its pretty ridiculous and the main character is pretty much everything i was expecting from seeing him everywhere. Rocket league again. It comes and goes with various different games to tide me over, give me a break from working. Bout 2 months ago or so said relaxing time was dominated by anime - i suddenly went on like a massive streak of watching shit. By that i mean, i watched all of hunter x hunter in like 2 weeks, among other shows prior to it. But yeah. Fuck man HXH I LOVED THE KING WHYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYY AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA. I have too many emotions about that. I wrote a rant to the Groupchat (tm) about the fucking battle and how everything is in slow motion but it fucking like makes it like foreshadowed and have so much of an impact and still so much fucking happens even while everything runs at super slow mo just GOD KLASFJBHUGHASFIUHIPJASK anyway. Yeah. Music, as always im listening to like constantly. Wireless headphones are a wonder for this, but uhh....i cant say im especially into any specific thing rn right? Like a bit ago i was super into joywave and then that faded out and now im just listening to whatever random shit, yknow? But I am into music in general. Its good. Art! A lot of times i dont do shit like for drawing right, like especially not in like pencil in notebooks but like, i sorta started doing a lot more art stuff? Like i had a period awhile back last year where i stopped using pencils and used only pens and i just loved the aesthetic of the ink like how it looked (funny how im doing the opposite of the fucking inktober though, huh?) but yeah im back into using pencils to draw shit occasionally. Im still terrible at drawing people (which is what i see mostly everyone drawing on tumblr lmao RIP) but its fun to sketch stuff out and just let my thoughts run and bounce to some music and shit right? Also the tablets. Especially with the tablets.

5 things people may not know about me (at least on tumblr)

I basically constantly wear sweatshirts, and they all have like earbuds where the strings go. All the earbud shits are broken pretty much, like occasionally they work (the one i have rn does) but like, i dont ever really use them? i have wireless headphones for my phone and a headset (because i need the mic for my computer) for said computer so like, idk. But yeah. I rarely take em off when im not home, and sometimes even when i am i just kinda keep em anyway? (also just now i realized i talked in the section for room shit about all the stuff in my current dorm, my room at home has all KINDS of wierd fucking shit in it. Really missed an opportunity there.) Like many people i like to stay hydrated and shit, but drinking water all the time seemed like a chore more than anything so i got like drink mix ins and shit, mio’s or whatever offbrand version you can find at your local SUPERSTORE CONGLOMERATE. I drink em like all the time pretty much so atleast im health in one way :P. Also gummy vitamins. I dont excercise but you can only ask for so much. Idk, its hard to think of things for this section because tumblr knows so little about me yknow? Like i never make my own posts or shit like its SUPER rare so im pretty much just tryna find random facts but that might not be interesting? Like i have a bad habbit of like talking way too loud when im excited about something right? Not quite yelling but like getting there and like idk. See? Thats not super interesting but it is something no one online would be able to really know ya feel? Idk. I mean physically im kinda fat as you do, but im also like wierdly strong? Like for someone who never works out i sure do have arm strength if nothing else lmao. My endurance is shit tho. Honestly? I can only blame it on osu and groceries. Osu is just a game i like where you mash buttons to the beat of weaboo shit tier music. The groceries is just because like, well, my policy is Least Trips Possible which means carrying in 13 bags at a time if need be it, fuck it milk too? And a watermellon? Bring it. 

Who am I tagging? Idk man. Just for shits and stuff tho i do wanna tag @theoriginalyami just to see what all’s changed in teh long time since i actually went to fill it out :P Dont feel like you have to add as much as me tho omg @milkchocolateowl because honestly? love you. Think about you a lot, just like glad im mutuals with that ray of sunshine. Good. @fantaledfish <3 (this is the friend i mentioned earlier, runs a QUALITY blog i guarantee it, better than mine for sure) @dragonfucker-supreme always top in my notes, a silent bond, like two guards assigned to watch back to back in the early dawn. Birds gather round. I can only tag so many people (i set myself a limit of 5 because...idk why i just mentally it felt right) so for my last trick gotta go with @ask-oncies-jizz like cmon man name changes for the win, also has quality icons and quality shitposts tbh, supreme top meme. Have fun yall.