Kerosene. ☾ ⋆*･ﾟ:⋆*･ﾟ

oof I felt that I got up super late too! and oooh a crush?? -💓anon

Man we gotta fix our sleeping schedules anon

Fksklsjdkss shhh yes I have a crush 😳

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updated: August 8th, 2024

@celestial-lunatic me telling you about how much ideas I have for my story but never acthally writing it

This fanfic I’m never going to write is really damn good.

You don’t owe your parents a relationship.  We’re coming up on the holiday season right now, which means a lot of you are currently dealing with the overwhelming anxiety of having to spend a lot of time with families who mock, belittle and degrade you for the person you are and the life you choose to lead. Quite a few of you are sitting in dorm rooms or apartments, staring at your suitcases and boarding passes and wondering why you have to keep spending time and money and energy to go see parents and relatives who never seem to approve of anything you do.  And the honest answer is, you don’t.  As adults, a lot of us feel like we have to give our parents as much of our time, attention and energy as they want, because we think we “owe” them for raising us. They might belittle you for your appearance, criticize your job or make horrible comments about your partner. They might list off all the things they had to give up in order to raise you, and make you feel like you need to lead your life a certain way to “repay” them for their lost dreams. Many of us feel like we have a duty to keep coming back for more of this, even if we consistently walk away from these interactions feeling drained and worthless. But the truth is, we don’t have to keep enduring this. And we don’t owe abusive people anything, no matter how they might be related to us.  The fact that your parents successfully avoided going to prison for child neglect does not give them an unlimited license to treat you poorly. Potty-training you 22 years ago does not give them the right to call you homophobic slurs now. They are the ones who made the decision to have you and raise you, knowing that children don’t come with guarantees; no parent has the right to demand that their child turn out straight, abled, cisgender, wealthy, highly educated, or that their child follows the specific life plan laid out by the parents. Children are their own people who follow their own path in life, and if your parents can’t accept that, they are the ones who are kidding themselves - not you.  When you reach adulthood, your parents have to figure out how to have an adult relationship with you. Period. It is no longer their role to discipline you or make you ask for “permission” to do the things you want to do. That time is over - now, the two of you need to find a way to build a relationship built on mutual respect, appropriate boundaries, and recognition of autonomy. Your parents can give you guidance, advice, comfort, protection, support and voice their concerns, but you are not their pet, their plaything or their punching bag. If you are able to build a relationship that involves gratitude for the effort they put into raising you, that’s a wonderful thing - but you are not expected to endure continued abuse as a show of “gratitude”. Ultimately, it’s up to you to decide who you want in your life, and in what capacity. If you can put up with your family during the holidays, that’s great. If you’d rather spend the holidays with a family you built out of friends, that’s great too. You have a right to happy, healthy relationships, and you don’t owe anybody your sanity and self-esteem, no matter how many times they changed your diaper. 

Picture this: All of 1A wearing a All Might onesie to school one day and when Yagi walks into class he starts sobbing

If you dont mind me asking, but how about Shigaraki and a male so with a quirk that allows him to remend damage items?

Fic Type: Scenario Fandom: My Hero Academia Pairing: Shigaraki x Male!Reader Word Count: 385 words

You remained seated at the bar, cleaning out the glasses with a rag. Looking at all the shattered glass on the counter, you sighed. Removing the white glove that covered your hand, you touched the glass, activating your quirk. A glow emitted from your fingertips as the glass began to rise and reassemble themselves back to their origin. Your attention was soon turned to a stampede of footsteps that came inside the bar. The rest of the group, including Shigaraki, came back from their expedite. "How did it go?" You turned around in the bar stool to face them. From the looks of it, not well. Toga's usual cheery grin, replaced with a frown. The group had bruises and marks from what you could tell. Kurogiri entered the bar behind you and did a once over on the group. "Not well, I assume." He answered your question. "Thank you for fixing the cups." He grabbed the drinkware, a small 'clink' from bunching them up together, and placed them on the shelf behind him.

In a flash, the group began arguing, trying to place blame on who ruined the mission. Shigaraki took a seat next to you and started to claw at his neck. "There is room for improvement." You rubbed his shoulder, trying to calm him down as he was muttering away to himself. "It's all (💙)'s fault!" The group all yelled, reaching the same conclusion. You turned around in shock. "I can't be held responsible! I wasn't even there!" You yelled back at them. At this instance, Shigaraki stopped ripping away at the flesh on his neck. "You're right. Which is why you need to be there the next time." Shifting back to Shiggy, you raised an eyebrow at him. "You're the missing link to all of this." He mumbled under his breath. The others went their separate ways, leaving just you and Shigaraki. "(💙)." He hummed. "Yes?" He grabbed ahold of your gloved hand and intertwined his fingers with yours. It's been a while since he was affectionate towards you due to the stress of dealing with infuriating heroes. "You will come next time, right?" He removed the hand from his face and looked at you solemnly. "Of course I will." Grasping his hand with both of yours, you stroked his knuckles lovely.

Hi, I love you 🥹

HELLO I LOVE YOU TOO MARRY ME

HELLOO! i would just like to say how much I love your dabi series! it's such an interesting concept. The pacing is really nice and your writing is really good. Please keep up the great work ^o^♡♡♡ I'm so excited for the next chapters!

thank you!! i’m glad you like it! ^^ 🤍

𝕔𝕠𝕞𝕖 𝕠𝕦𝕥 𝕒𝕟𝕕 𝕡𝕝𝕒𝕪

Fic Type: Oneshot Fandom: My Hero Academia Pairing: Tamaki Amajiki x Reader Prompts: Like the last one, this one is song inspired (c.o.a.p by billie) Word Count: 1,025 words A/N: Will I ever stop making Tamaki fics? No (yes I did reference that one episode on fairly odd parents, also your name oops)

The indigo-haired boy hid underneath the wooden dining table, hugging his knees to his chest to make himself smaller. "Tama! She won't bite!" He hears his mother's voice beckon out to him. He held himself tighter, never one for a new friend. Small footsteps made their way closer to him until he spotted a pair of azure boots in his line of eyesight. The girl dropped onto her knees, sporting a smile. She stretched out a hand to him. "Do you like heroes?"

The warmth he felt that day, radiating from her (e/c) eyes shining brightly at him. Hesitantly, he nodded and took her welcoming hand. Rather than pulling him out as he had expected, she sat down by his side, knees touching. He carefully watched her, trying to predict her next moves. She inspected the table they sat under. "We could make a fort!" -The way her face lit up, lit a fire in his chest. Scrambling out from their spot, she hauled him with her. "Find some blankets! I'll grab the pillows!" She kicked off her boots, running to the couches.

They met back at the table, ♥ dropped the pillows she was carrying onto the floor. Tamaki copied her actions, dropping the blankets he gathered. "Grab the other side," ♥ picked up the corners of the blanket, and Tamaki copied her motions. They draped the heavy comforter over the table, and the dining chairs to prop it up. ♥ pushed the pillows under the table, as well as the leftover blankets. Since that day, they would always hang out in their makeshift fort. From sleepovers to studying grade school assignments together, their fort became their haven.

Nevertheless, the unfavorable outcome happened. Her parents were moving to another city. Tamaki's mother broke the news to him, as you stood in the doorway, looking at him with glistening eyes. "Tama..." she handed him her favorite plush of All Might. "I'm sure we'll see each other again!" Despite the tears that freely flowed, she smiled brightly at him. His eyebrows fell, a lump in his throat forming. His only best friend is leaving. "Tama-sweetie, you need to say goodbye," His mother rested a tender hand on his shoulder. He wrapped his arms around her and held her tightly.

A few years have now passed, Tamaki was now one of the Big Three of UA. His parents constantly expressed joy for him, but he felt an emptiness within him. He laid on his flat mattress, staring a hole into the dorm's ceiling. "Amaji! Are you coming to the event?!" Hado pounded away at his door. Tamaki sat up, accidentally knocking over a small cabinet. "Give me a minute..." He answered, kneeling to pick up the scattered objects. Setting the textbooks back into the cabinet, he froze up when he saw the All Might plushie lying lifelessly on the floor.

"Tamaki! We're respecting your privacy by knocking, but asserting our authority as your friends by coming in anyways!" Mirio burst into the room, grinning at his friend. "You couldn't wait...?" Tamaki's eyes narrowed at his friends. The two of them glanced at each other before back at Tamaki and shrugged. "Look how cute!" Hado lunged to take the doll from his hands, however, he moved it away. "Let's just go to the thing..." They all nodded.

He stood with his back against the pillar, wishing that he stayed in his dorm. "Tamaki?" He directed his gaze to  ♥ , who was escaping the event as well. His eyes widened, meeting her (e/c) ones that welled up with tears. "How've you been?!" She grabbed his hands, squeezing them tightly. "Alright. What about you?" He took notice of her Shiketsu school uniform. "Ups and downs," she admitted. He hummed out in acknowledgment. "I've missed you!" Letting go of his hands, she buried her face in his chest. He placed a hand on her head, and another on the dip of her back. "I've missed you too..." Closing his eyes, he basked in her warmth that he yearned.

"Amazing! Who's this?" Hado's voice made him tense up.  The action didn't go unnoticed by ♥ , as she immediately separated from him. " ♥ !" She stuck her hand out for the other girl to shake. Mirio and Hado exchanged a glance, taking in her uniform. Hado shook her hand, returning her smile. "I'm Hado- "You must be Tamaki's girlfriend!" She feigned happiness to cover the jealous that tugged at her heart. Mirio doubled over in laughter, as Hado and Tamaki frantically explained that they were just friends. "Sorry!" ♥ smiled sheepishly, grateful that they were only friends.

"Hado, I think we're being called!" Mirio grabbed Hado's shoulders and led her inside. ♥ and Tamaki's eyes met, laughing off the recent event. "You're still single?" She teased. "I-I'm single because I want to be!" He threw up his hands in defense. She giggled and elbowed his side. "What about you?" He shot back. "The same reason," she shrugged. His dark eyes studied her expression. "Do you still want to be...?" His hands shot up, covering his mouth. A look of surprise was evident on her face. "Well...there is someone I like." She played with her hands.

"Who is it?" He inquired, knowing there's a possibility that the answer will upset him. "Someone I was close with when I was younger," a small smile played on her lips. A light red color flushed his cheeks, as he pulled her close. Her hands rested on his chest, as he tilted her chin to make her look up at him. "Is that right?" He grinned at her. She nodded her head, standing on the tips of her feet to press a kiss on his cheek. Leaning down, he returned the gesture on her forehead.

In the distance, Mirio and Hado hid, holding a camera to record the cute moment between Tamaki and ♥ . "I knew it!" Mirio yelled, and Hado lightly smacked his head. "Shhh! We don't want them to know we're here!" "We can hear you." Tamaki's voice reached their ears, to which they fumbled with the camera, running inside while yelling out apologizes at their friend.

Just gonna leave this here before I go to bed

I suffer from this syndrome and I don't want to be cured.