Hey. This is going to be my last post for now. I am leaving tumblr. I’ve gone on short breaks in the past, but I don’t really plan on coming back at any point on this account. A friend recommended that I leave my account and posts up, so I will.
I’ve accidentally become involved in some online drama, and don’t want to be apart of the problem. I think the internet should be a place to spread positivity and I feel like I’m not contributing to that. I can’t stand spreading hate and I feel like that’s what I’m slowly becoming a part of. Me and another friend online recently got in a fight over personal matters and something similar is once again happening, so I’m choosing to leave now. Me and the friend have sinced worked things out, but I don’t want to be involved in another fight.
I think this app is great and I’ve made so many amazing friends. I will miss everyone I’ve met, and if you want to contact me outside of tumblr, dm me and I’ll send you my other social media’s (I’ll probably be online for another hour or so after this post)
Thank you all for some great memories. Have fun browsing the internet
Please go check this out. I’ve gotten some pretty sever death threats and I’m reaching out to his school board but I think he needs to learn that his words carry weight and that he can’t say whatever he wants
After a few months of being away I realized how much I missed this platform and a lot of the people on it. I don’t plan on using this account anymore (I stand by what I said in my good bye message) but I have made a new account.
I don’t know how many of you would be interested in interacting with me there, but if any old friends or new followers would like to, my new account is
Haven / they-he-she / used to be Shinsou-anonn
I don’t know how much I’ll post (I’m not really sure what kind of content I plan on having yet) but I will always answer messages and asks
I hope to see familiar faces and new friends over on the new account. Thank you for the continuous love and support I got while was away and I’ll see you there.
༄ Genre: Fantasy / Romance / maybe a little mystery
༄ Word count: 3.6k
༄ Summary: Izuku thinks he is lucid dreaming, but he really has the power to shift in between other peoples dreams. While in this state he meets Katsuki who is also able to use this power.
[Materlist]
Izuku had been able to lucid dream for as long as he could remember. Every time he would close his eyes and let sleep over take him, he would find himself in unlikely places, a little too real for his liking. They were always so vivid and painful, that he felt as though he was actually living through each nightmare. They would leave his brain feeling scattered and would haunt him even after he had awoken. Some days he would wake up with tears in his eyes, or find himself in a pool of sweat. When he was younger, when his dreams had started, they all seemed too real and he couldn’t distinguish what was truly happening and what wasn’t. Even when he was awake he was afraid that he was only asleep. His mother would randomly find him crying and mumbling to himself about needing to get back to his real family. As he got older the dreams slowly shifted from light hearted and confusing, to blood curtailing nightmares. Night after night, Inko would wake up to Izuku screaming in his bedroom.
Eventually, around the age of 10 he finally went to see a psychiatrist. He explained, to the best of his abilities, what had been happening, and how even though he was conscious in his dreams, he couldn’t control them. Once he began talking, it was like a flood gate opened and he poured all of his anxieties out onto the doctor. It was quickly made clear that, even though Izuku was scared of the things that went on in his dreams, what truly shook him was that he didn’t know he was dreaming. Things would be so specific and realistic that he couldn’t help but wake up in a panic. One night he had witnessed his parents murder, so vividly that when it ended he immediatly thew up, jolting himself awake. He had sat and cried alone in his room, because he thought his mother was dead, and that he was all alone. When Inko eventually came to check on him, she found him in a pool of tears and puke, biting his nails until his fingers bled. When the boy saw his mother he almost collapsed from shock and relief. In that moment he had been so certain she was gone, it hadn’t even seemed possible he had been dreaming.
With this knowledge in mind, him and the doctor devised a plan. Together they picked out an action that Izuku could feel. Something that didn’t hurt, but was just subtle enough, that if he tried it and felt nothing, he would know he was dreaming. They eventually settled on crossing his eyes. Whenever he would stare directly at the point of his nose he would feel a slight pull on his eyes that let him know he was awake. This little action changed the way he dreamed for the rest of his life.
After that day, every night when Izuku would go to sleep he would alert himself that he was asleep, and then he would be able to enjoy the dreams knowing that they were nothing more than a figment of his imagination. With no consequences in his land of slumber, his nightmares quickly turned into his own personal super power. Now 25, Izuku uses his dreams as inspiration for the novels he writes and finds great pleasures in his dreams. Or at least he did until his dreams once again took control of him.
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Izuku looked around his room, making sure everything was where it needed to be for the next morning. His clothes were laid out on his side table and his phone was plugged into his nightstand. His teeth were brushed, pajamas on. He was ready for bed. It was nearly midnight, and he knew if he didn’t go to bed soon that he would never wake up on time to meet with his editor the next morning. He rarely had a strict schedule, but when he did he made sure to stick to it. He could already feel sleep tugging at his eyes, and the stress from the day slowly seeping through. He needed to write a little more before finally going to sleep, but he could feel fatigue clouding his brain. If he tried to work now, the product wouldn’t even be usable the next morning. He had stayed up the whole night before finishing a chapter, and now he was ready to finally get some much needed rest.
Letting his legs lazily drape across his bed, he pulled the covers close to his chest. He felt warm and safe as he flicked off his lamp and rolled over on his bed. Part of him was already half asleep the second he hit the covers, but in the back of his mind there was the slight buzz that he lived with every night. The rumble in the back of his mind excited to see the adventures the night might hold. He let his eyes fall shut and slip into sleep. Something felt slightly different than normal as his final strand of consciousness broke and he blacked out, but that was something he could worry about once the dreams had actually started.
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When Izuku opened his eyes he was sitting in a chair in the back corner of a lavish room. The ceiling was easily 18 feet and there were marble pillars lining the corners. The whole room was furnished with luxurious chairs and side couches, all finely detailed. The walls were white with golden accents and there were elaborate paintings lining the chamber. Across on the back wall there was a large closet. Everything was extravagant and slightly outdated as if he had been transported to a ball from the 17 hundreds. Izuku himself was wearing an opulent suit set with frilly green accents. He felt slightly stiff in the fashioned apparel, but somehow felt very at place with his surroundings.
Izuku wasn’t the only one in what appeared to be the parlor room. All around him were people taking off their over garments and fur coats, each dressed more costly than the last. The women in particular looked like they had walked straight from the kind of paintings you see in museums. If he was interested in women he would probably try to talk to some of them. After standing around taking in his surroundings for a moment longer, Izuku eventually made his way out of the small room, and was greeted by an even more magnificent opening hall. The domed ceiling had a mural on it and a two tier chandelier hung from the center. He was sure he must be in some sort of mansion, or maybe even a castle. There were people walking around, glasses of champagne in hand, talking and socializing with one another. He wondered whose party he had stumbled upon, and who he might be to the host.
He easily slipped through the crowd and began to make his way towards the main ballroom of the party. There were too finely dressed ushers outside the doors, who were handing out small note cards, presumidly with information for the dance. He got in line behind a tall ash blond man, who was dressed in black and white. From behind him Izuku could see his muscles flexing from beneath his jacket, and the light outline of the veins on his hands. The man's hair was unkempt and spiky, and patrudied in every direction. He was exactly Izuku’s type, and it was a shame he wasn’t real.
In the time it took him to process the tall glass of water before him, he had already disappeared into the crowd and Izuku was up next to recieve his card as well as a glass of some cocktail. The usher handed him an envelope which he promptly opened as he walked, only to stop dead in his tracks. In sharp red lettering, the only thing inscripted on the card were the words;
‘Don’t let them know you’re awake’
Izuku felt his heart drop to his stomach.
“W-what?” He stuttered looking back at the usher. What the hell did that mean? He was dreaming wasn’t he? From behind him, the man who had handed him the note gave him a small nudge.
“Please keep the line moving sir.” He sounded as put together as he looked, but there was something behind his eyes that told Izuku that he needed to act as though he hadn’t seen the words on the card. He quickly scurried aways from the door, and stayed close to one of the walls. He looked down at the words again, tracing his fingers of the letter as if they would reveal their secrets to him if he asked. Never before in a dream had he ever had someone else acknowledge that he was conscious, and he felt as though something was vastly wrong. Then it occurred to him that he hadn’t even checked if he was dreaming. Taking a deep breath to calm himself, he looked inward at the bridge of his nose, concentrating on the sensation he would feel behind his eyes. Right as he realized he was most certainly asleep, a pair of arms grabbed onto him violently, jolting him back to reality.
“Are you crazy?! What the fuck do you think you’re doing!?” The man before him whisper screamed, looking down on Izuku. To his shock it was the same blond man as before.
“What do you m-mean?” He asked nervously fiddling with his hands and trying to shrink away from the piercing red gaze of the other. His eyes were so deep and real, unlike most of the people he encountered in his dreams. The blond looked around and shook his head before grabbing his wrist and dragging him in a different direction. Izuku let out a small yelp as he was pulled but was only met with a hush.
“We can’t talk here you fucking deku.” He growled before pulling them into a small room off of the ball area. As soon as they were both inside he closed and locked the door. The blond slumped into one of the chairs in the room, taking a deep sigh as if he had just evaded a catastrophe. For a moment he didn’t look up at Izuku and just sat there breathing slowly trying to calm himself. He looked far less put together than when he had first seen him at the entrance, but he was still stunningly attractive. Finally he stood once again and towered over Izuku, trapping him in between himself and the wall.
“That was your tether wasn’t it? Crossing your eyes?” He took a step closer so that when he bent down he was right in front of the greenette’s face.
“My what?” Izuku asked, utterly confused. “How do you know about me crossing my eyes? You’re not real, are you?” The blond only shook his head, frustrated.
“What the hell are you talking about Deku?! My name is Katsuki, and I’m a jumper too. Obviously. What do you think you’re doing going around the party flaunting that you’re awake. Even if you’re stupid, the warning on the card should have been a reminder!” He barked at him, making Izuku cower below him. His mind was whirling, completely confused on what was happening. For the first time in so many years he couldn’t figure out what was real. It was impossible for there to be a real person in his dream. He was asleep. In his own head. And what was that he said about being a jumper? It was like there was something he was missing from this whole situation. There were so many things to process and he began to mutter aloud. Katsuki evidently noticed what he was mumbling about and cut him off.
“Is this your first time at a gathering?” He asked, running a hand through his hair. “Or am I going to have to explain everything to you ?” It was clear on the look on Izuku’s face that he didn’t understand at all. Katuski sighed again and started his explanation.
“You know you’re dreaming right now, right?” He nodded. “Good. Then I’m assuming you know you are conscious during your dreams. Some people like to call it lucid dreaming, but It’s really much more complicated than that. We are Jumpers.” He looked down at Izuku, making sure he was following. “There aren’t very many of us, but for some reason when we sleep we can jump between peoples dreams. Most of us don’t realize we are doing it at first, which is why people mistake it for lucid dreaming. That’s why people need tethers. He took his pointer finger and poked in right between the eyes.
“It’s like how you cross your eyes. It lets you know you’re dreaming, and from there you can figure out where you want to go. If you really get the hang of it you can even choose which dreams you go to. That’s what parties like this one are for.” He gestured around the room. “Dreams like this are where Jumpers gather to be with one another for a period of time. Since you are here I assumed you were one of us.” He shook his head backing away a bit.
“But why did you get upset when I crossed my eyes, Kacchan?” He mentioned, still confused.
“What did you just call me?” His eyes whipped back to Izuku for a moment before he finished explaining. “ Like I said we are in someone else's dream. Normally it’s not a big deal, but if the dreamer gets alerted of our presence they might wake up, and then the dream would collapse around us. The way the dreamer would find out is if the npc’s realize we are awake. They would freak out and alert them that they are dreaming. Does that make sense? You can’t just go around flaunting your tether like that. It will get all of us caught.”
A feeling of dread set over Izuku as realization set in. All this time he had thought he was just messing around in his sleep, but in reality he had been disrupting other people's dreams. Not only that but it was possible to get hurt if you weren’t careful. He started to hyperventilate and his eyes welled up with tears. He could feel himself begin to slightly shake and just like when he was little he wanted to scream and wake up.
“Hey, hey.” Katsuki stepped forward. “Now that you know it will all be ok. You might as well enjoy the party, right? Come on, I’ll get you some champagne.” He put his arm around the smallers shoulder and opened the door to their private room. Even though he was still utterly freaked out, Izuku felt somehow safer in this stranger's arms. He liked the way he...felt. It was hard to explain, but it was almost like there was an aura omitting from him that he was only able to feel in his dreams. He had sensed it before off people from when he was asleep, but never something so, captivating. It felt like he was being attracted to a magnet, so he let himself be drawn back into the ballroom. Maybe Kacchan was feeling this way as well.
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A few hours, and many drinks later, Izuku and Katsuki found themselves alone on a balcony overlooking the estate's large lake. The moon was at its peak in the sky and it perfectly reflected in the water, leaving a white glow on both of their faces. Throughout the night the pair had begun to grow closer. They talked for what felt like an eternity, and they slowly had begun to get a little touchier. Bumping shoulders, brushing hands. Izuku wanted to be all over the blond, but until now he hadn’t had the balls. But now, looking over at the beautiful view, and high with liquid courage, he walked towards the other, slightly off balance as he went, until he was standing directly in front of him.
“What do you want?” Katsuki said, rather jokingly, peering down at Izuku. He had to resist the urge to ruffle his hair.
“Did you know, you are so hot?” He slurred his words slightly as they leapt from his mouth, barely even conscious of what he was saying. Katsuki’s face lit up bright red as the greenette slumped against him for support. He looked up at the blond and smiled brightly.”Will you dance with me Kacchan.” The way his eyes pleaded there was no way Katsuki could say no.
Together the two of them ventured to the middle of the ballroom floor, getting in position for the next waltz. Izuku had never taken dancing lessons in his life, but he somehow knew all the steps, and moved in perfect time with the other. Step, back, side , forward, repeat. Together they spun around the room, in sync as they stared into one another's eyes. They had only known each other for a short time, but there was just something about Katsuki that was pulling Izuku in. He felt like if he looked too long he might get swept up in his stare. His gazed danced over his body as they twirled. Over the creases where his clothes here too tight, his defined shoulders, the slight bulge in his pants.
He hadn’t even realized it, but he had leaned his head against the blonds chest, and the music had slowed. He could hear his heart drumming against his ear and he hummed contentaly. He could feel Katsuki’s hands slowly falling lower until they were wrapped snugly around his hips, and they swayed slowly to the beat of the music, taking in one anothers presence. Their bodies were pressed together and Izuku could feel his breath hitting his ear, and noticed a slight tent forming in Katsuki’s pants. Smiling to himself, he slightly rolled his hips forward, making the other grunt slightly.
“What the hell do you think you’re doing?” He whispered seductively, pushing back against Izuku’s pelvis, eliciting a whine from him. “Let's get out of here. I’m tired of trying to keep my hands off of you.” He said only loud enough for him to hear, nibbling on his ear lobe as he spoke. He didn’t need to be told anything more, before he led Katsuki away from the crowd and through the many hallways of the mansion. Much like the dance, he seemed to already know all of the turns to take until they ended up in a large bedroom.
As soon as the door was closed and locked Izuku was slammed up against the wall, and Katsuki’s hands were roaming his body lustfully. “Do you know how hard it’s been to resist this the last few hours. You keep touching and flirting. That was very bad of you.” He lowly growled kissing up his jawline neck, leaving a sloppy trail of red marks along his skin. The tender white flesh was painted with an array of red splotches, and Katsuki pressed a short kiss over each, licking a long stripe past his collar bone. As his hot breath hit his chest, Izuku could feel his stomach coiling into a hot knot, and he grabbed the blond's chin bringing him upwards to his smiling mouth.
When their lips met, it felt desperate and needy. Their teeth brushed against each other as they pushed and pulled with one another. Izuku melted into the feeling, opening his jaw giving entrance to Katsuki’s tongue that willingly filled his mouth. As their lips worked in sync, their hands roamed over their bodies, slowly pulling at shirts and pants, begging for more. Just as they were about to get what they both wanted, there was a loud banging on the door.
“WHO THE FUCK IS IT!?” Katsuki all but growled, never unpinning Izuku from under him.
“It’s Mina!” The voice sounded urgent and scared. Her tone shook and she continued to knock. “You need to get out of here right now! One of the npc’s saw someone shift out and now everything’s gone to shit. The dreamer is aware and is waking up. I don’t give a shit who you’re with, you need to leave right fucking now!” Katsuki immediately stood up, looking worriedly at Izuku.
“You know how to leave don’t you?” You could hear the desperation dripping from his voice. They didn’t have much time.
“I think so. You just have to close your eyes and fall right?” Izuku was terrified as he nodded his head, knowing he was right. That was always how he woke up. Knowing what he had to do he jumped up on the bed prepared to dive backwards, but he felt a twang of regret. His hurt pulled at the thought of never seeing Katsuki again. When they had been talking they had found they lived in the same district of Japan, but there was no guarantee they would be able to find each other.
“Promise we’ll meet again.” He said as he let himself fall.
Izuku shot up in bed, tears streaming down his face. It was nearly 5 in the morning and he felt as though he had just run a marathon. He hoped Katsuki would keep true to his words and find him. He had to see him again. Dreaming had never been like..that...before. If he truly was real, he was sure that they were destined to find each other once again.
༄ Summary: Bakugou takes Izuku out on a midnight date to see the stars. A beautiful romantic evening for the two of them
[Masterlist]
“Where are we going, Kacchan?” Izuku looked over at his boyfriend who had his eyes glued to the road. It was clear he was ignoring him, but he had a slight smile pulling at the corner of his lips. It was late at night, maybe three in the morning and they were driving down a dirt road in the country. There was nothing but fields on either side of them and there wasn’t another person for miles. This time in the summer the countryside was beautiful, with all of the harvest in full bloom. I wasn’t often that he got to come out here, but there was no one he’d rather go with than Bakugou. They rode in silence with only the slight buzz of cicadas singing sweetly and the steady sound of the engine humming beneath them. It was somehow peaceful and serene, but Izuku was still confused about what they were doing.
Earlier that night Bakugou had come into their room and told him to pack up a blanket and meet him in the car. His boyfriend had packed up his computer, some snacks and a bottle of wine before dragging him out of their apartment. The greenette had wanted an explanation, but he was only met with silence. The only thing that he had managed to pull out of the blond was that they were going somewhere special, whatever that meant. Now they had been on the road for nearly 20 minutes and were deep into the night. It was always a nice break to leave the bustle of the city. Without all the bright lights and screaming of cars, it was like you could finally breathe.
Finally Bakugou seemed to see something off the road and turned off into one of the open fields of grass. In the dirt, the car bumped around roughly, jolting Izuku in his seat as they descended deeper into the sea of green. Once they were far enough that they could no longer see the trail they had come from Bakugou pulled the car to a stop.
“We’re here.” He said opening the car door and pulling out all of the accessories he had brought. “Do you have the blanket?”
Also stepping out of the vehicle, Izuku handed over a quilt he had grabbed from the living room closet. Bakugou offered a small rare smile, that plastered a blush over the others face. He stayed standing by the hood as he watched his boyfriend spread the blanket down in the grass and sit down. He gestured for Izuku to sit with him as he opened his computer. The mood was thick in the air and the greenette laid against Bakugou’s chest, enjoying being in his love’s company. They were both busy and rarely got to spend time like this just the two of them.
“Are you finally going to tell me what we're doing all the way out here Kacchan?” He sighed contently as he watched the other pull up Netflix on his computer.
“We’ve both been swamped with work, so I thought we could get away for one night and just have a glass of wine together.” He put his arm sound Izuku pulling him closer burying his face in his hair. He had showered shortly before they left, so the green curls were still slightly wet and smelled like a forest.
“And we couldn’t have just done that at home?” He chuckled, feeling Bakugou holding him tightly. He wasn’t sure what they had planned for the night, but he certainly hoped that he didn’t plan on getting it on in the middle of a field.
“You got a problem with it nerd?” Bakugou used his old nickname, but there was no malice behind the words. The way we said it was almost like a purr as he began to plant soft kisses along his jawline. They both began to lightly laugh, Izuku a soft giggle and Bakugou a deep chuckle. It was the best feeling in the world; just being held in each other's arms.
Just the two of them sitting alone, the only light was from the stars in the sky. Out away from the blinding streetlight and widows of Tokyo, you would see so many of the sparkling diamonds twinking above them. At that moment it was like the whole universe was looking down on them. The whole sky was a light with a million stars, only for them.
Izuku slowly turned around and planted a soft kiss on the others lips, lingering a little longer than necessary before pulling away. He smiled sweetly at the way his face flared red. Bakugou was harsh and rough with his love so small shows of affection always flustered him. Just as he was about to lean in for another kiss, the alarm on the blonds phone went off. They both looked over and Bakugou quickly snatched it and clicked off the sound. He pulled Izuku off from his lap and stood up.
“I need you to do something for me.” He glanced over towards their car. “Can you get onto the roof?”
“What?” Izuku asked, thinking he was joking. Bakugou looked so stern he had to try to stifle a laugh. When he was given a look that made it clear he was being serious, he turned around and made his way over to the car. He opened the Drivers side door and stepped onto the seat, before pushing himself up onto the roof of the car. Bakugou followed suit, and soon they were both sitting on top of the vehicle. Even though they were only a little higher, the whole field spread out in front of them. As Izuku was busy gawking at the beautiful landscape, Bakugou had his eye on something much greater. He lightly tapped the other on the shoulder, taking his hand as he stared into the night sky.
“Look up baby.” Izuku turned to his boyfriend before letting his gaze drift to the clouds above. When he found himself staring at a beautiful sight, his eyes widened in amazement.
Spread out before them, was a stunning array of light, like a painting in the night sky. Flashes of fire and radiance made the whole sky glow a million colors. A meteors shower in summer. There were hundreds of bits of rock raining down and shaping the world around them. A small gasp Escaped Izuku’s lips, and he squeezed tightly on Bakugou’s hand.
“Oh my god. Did you know this was going to happen?!” He felt his whole body tingle with a sense of pure bliss. He could roughly see the other nodding but couldn’t bring himself to pull his eyes away from the show before them. Suddenly he felt himself being pulled down, and landed lightly on Bakugou’s chest. Laying on the roof, they both stared up in awe at the magic that they were witnessing before them. Out of everyone in the world, it was just the two of them sharing this moment together.
Bakugou put his arms around Izuku and Began to rub slow circles along his back. They intertwined their legs and cuddled closer to one another till they could feel their breaths hitting one anothers face. When their eyes met, they could see the sparks of the meteors reflected back at them and time seemed to stop. To Bakugou, those two glowing green orbs were truly the only thing he would ever need. Slowly they both leaned in, letting their lips collide. It was sloppy, but in sink as they danced together. Their breaths mixed, Izuku could feel Bakugou’s tongue trailing over his lips. He opened his lips in a gasp, letting both of their mouths explore each other freely. He slowly ran his hands up and down Bakugou’s chest, feeling his muscles through his thin T-shirt. Being held so close and being kissed passionately by the man he loved. Izuku was in pure bliss.
Balugou was ready to devour the other right there, but he thought he could at least wait until they were back at home. As soon as Izuku hit the bed, he would make sure to ravage him. For now, he pulled away leaving a string of saliva in between them as they both panted. They once again gazed into one another's eyes, a sight far more beautiful than the shower above them, before Bakugou sat up.
“Let's get out of here.” He said looking down at Izuku. The other nodded his head and slid off the roof, gathering the blanket in one hand, and opening the car door with the other.
Once they were packed back into the car, Bakugou pulled out of the field and back onto the road. He slowly turned the radio on and watched as Izuku’s face lit up. Before He Cheats was one of his all time favorite songs.
“Kacchan open the sunroof!” When he complied, Izuku slowly stood up, making sure not to kick Bakugou, and poked his head out of the top of the car. The wind whipped against his face, and he couldn’t help but smile and at the sound of the music blaring while the midnight air whistled in his ears. He fully pushed himself up, so that his entire torso was above the car and he threw his hands back, letting the breeze push his hair out from his face. There was no one in ears distance so he began to sing his heart out to the stars.
“I Dug My Key Into The Side Of His Pretty Souped Up Four Wheel Drive!” His words were lost in the wind, but he couldn’t care. He felt like he might cry with how perfect everything seemed. The whole world seemed so bright at that moment.
Below him in the car Bakugou was feeling the same. The slight of his Amazing boyfriend yelling to no one but him and the dirt road, and the kiss they had shared. How had he possibly gotten so lucky.
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a/n: I reposted this from one of my other accounts because it made more sense here. I hope you enjoyed. If you have any Bakudeku writing requests, just send me an ask. I’ll write just about anything (nsfw included)
tagged by @foyal on my other blog and @sunshinewarrior11 on this one so I figured i’d do them both here (ty both!!!!!)
rules: tag 9 people you’d like to get to know better or catch up with
last song: id by charlie allen
last movie: the old guard (…again) (in my defense, I was making my sister watch it) (if that can be called a defense at all)
currently watching: idk i am just vibing
currently reading: house of leaves!! I just started so it hasn’t gotten truly wild yet but as your local hypertext fiction dumbass I’ve committed
currently craving: uhhhhhhhhhhhhhh soul deep craving for someone to clean my apartment. this is too much for me.
tagging: @forkliftcertifiedsokka @chaoticsuki @kiaraalazulu @starbenders @lizard-business @i-love-your-light and anyone else who wants to talk about themselves. jot me down as a reference. this applies for job interviews also.
Thanks, @whats-her-quirk. I can never get to know you well enough, bby <3
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Currently reading: The Water Dancer by Ta-Nehisi Coates
Last movie: Two Heroes!! Eyyyyy
Currently watching: Just started rewatching Yuri on Ice! Also watching LoK and Pokemon Journeys
Currently craving: clementines
Peeps I wanna get to know better! @khionne, @fanfic-me-up, @thecindy, @shoutogepi, @maemi324, @messwriting no pressure, though! And anyone else who wants to <3
last song: home by cavetown (the song reminds me of bakugou 🥺)
currently reading: the wicked king (it’s the second book of the cruel prince and aaah it’s so good!!)
last movie: greenland
currently watching: my little monster
currently craving: RAMEN!!
moots i wanna get to know better: @bukojuiice @phasmwrites @velvetfireworks @noya-sleftankle @suhkusa @kingof-spades @fushigorou and anyone else who wants to do it!!
last song: on melancholy hill - gorillaz
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last movie: ouija (can someone recommend me some good horror movies pls)
currently watching: hell’s kitchen (it’s my 24/7 background noise, i dreamt of gordon ramsey calling me a donkey one night 🥲)
currently craving: steak (even though i had it 4 hours ago lmao)
currently reading: the subtle art of not giving a fuck by mark manson lmfao, someone recommended it to me and so far i like it.
currently watching: attack on titan s3, naruto shippuden and kitchen nightmares(damn gordon ramsey really do be in everyone’s minds)
currently craving: ravioli. i don’t know why, but good ravioli or like strawberry ice cream. even though i ate strawberry ice cream a week ago and finished the whole container in one sitting because i was binging aot.
i’m tagging: @zukosbenders @ukeishin @seijohlogy @heyhinata + anyone who would like to participate :))
last song: i have been listening to the same song on repeat. this entire week. and i haven’t shut up about it either lkadjsfhsjkd i could probably sing the lyrics in my sleep at this point. A Little Happiness (小幸运 by Hebe Tien) literally just…adkjhflkjdshhkjldafh
currently reading: the hate u give for ela class. leisure reading? what’s that i can’t even bring myself to proofread my own fics.
last movie: i literally forgot. give me a second. uhh,, i think it might’ve been forrest gump? or maybe leap (abt chinese women’s volleyball after the cultural revolution it’s v good)
currently watching: trying to watch haikyuu and get started on aot so i can read the fics but uhh,, attention span?? i don’t know who she is.
currently craving: sushi sushi sushi sushi i am always craving sushi i haven’t had sushi in MORE THAN A YEAR BECAUSE OF QUARANTINE AND I AM DYING-
but also in addition to sushi i am craving mangoes. no particular reason just mangoes.
OOH AND RICE CRACKER’S I’M ALWAYS CRAVING RICE CRACKERS-
ok i’m gonna stop myself here before i go on a tangent
tagging: uhhh *scrolls up to see who’s already been tagged* ok so @shinsousliya @lucyheartfilias-wife @alpha3113 @iicekking @reddriot @memeadonna @malicealieness @spike-this-ass @flattykawadoorusmilkbread @melanimed @bnhabadass @kingtamakimurder @katsushimaa @bummie AND EVERYONE WHO WANTS TO PARTICIPATE ladfhjkahs i probably forgot someone 😭 if u want to do it don’t be shy!! <33 *kith*
also i realize this is more than 9 i’m sorry i can’t count-
last song: Just My Type by The Vamps - listen ik but theres a certain part of the music video i like to watch that makes me crack up everytime zkdfjhgf
currently reading: The Good Girls (forgot the author) its so mf good it has feminism, murder, and im pretty sure lgbtq+ representation? but overrall its a really good book
last movie: Your Name - i almost cried but the end made me so happy and its such a beautiful movie
currently watching: ummm FairyTail, Danganronpa, the new AOT eps, and im trying to catch up on Haikyuu! and BNHA
currently craving: potstickers😩 fried calamari😩 onion rings😩 fried shrimp😩
okokok im done now sfgdjfkhg (i am def going to tag ppl that have tagged me bc it goes both ways dfkhgdkfl anyways-)
taglist: @iicekking @combat-wombatus @izukulovesosa @velvxtparadise @zerohawks @arminocean (ik this isnt 9 ppl but i dont know ppl kdfjhgdkfhg so heheh)
if you get this, answer with 3 random facts about yourself and send it to the last 7 blogs in your notifications, anonymously or not. let’s get to know the person behind the blog. (you don’t have to if you don’t want to, of course). hope you’re ok :)
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:O yeah!!!
1. i carry a kazoo with me everywhere i go
2. i speak arabic
3. my special interest is politics (i have adhd lmao) so please dm/ask me questions
I’ve been to 3 of 6 Disney resorts (Anaheim, Orlando, and Paris)
I’ve traveled out of the US for vacation at least 7 times in my life
I have a blind doggo
Asdfghjkl, one of these things is not like the other 😂😂 also, my family just really loves traveling. We also try to make it a thing to travel at least once a year asdfghjkl
Three random facts? Jesus help me, I don’t have many.
1) I can play the violin
2) I sleep with a glass doll at night. (Not right now, while we are moving.)
3) I know how to survive in the woods?
Idk, I don’t think these are facts but meh.
@sakura-answers @thequeenofprocrastanting @tetsurolls @jadenyukis-bodypillow Than you Raine, but I decided to skip ya because you are the to tag me and I didn’t want to annoy ya. @toshiuwu @kyoka-jiro-anon @a-hawks-anon
