Happy New Years!

'Grammarrrrrr' is just my online alias, I guess. Because I like grammar.

How did you get your guy's usernames? I'll start

I named my account after Muxus, Goblin Grandee, my favorite MTG card :)

How school's been. (Vent, ish)

You don't care, and nobody has to read it. I just really need to let it out and writing might help with it!

Because I'm really stressed right now- And, well, a lot has happened.

So for starters:

I've been harrased, not sexually, of course. I don't really know how to categorize it.

I'm not saying any names, I'll just call my harraser A, that's what his name starts with. He goes in my class, and he just can't take anything seriously. It's like he hates me, he says he doesn't, but his actions speak enough.

A doesn't make a big deal of his actions, he has his friends (which are every boy in our class) so I have nobody that sticks up for me! Not even my Bestie.

Only the teachers, but they barely realize.

I have to make it clear to them.

Usually, he talks in class, annoys me, by pushing me, trying to bend my finger.

But, one Friday, he was on me extra much.

It started the second period, technology, we were working on something I can't remember.

He was sitting behind me, even though he didn't originally sit behind me. He just moved to sit closer to his friend, a boy I went to the same class as in 6th grade. A was throwing rubber pieces at me.

Even though the teacher told him to stop- he didn't- A never listened to anyone, not even his friends.

But then before mathematics, the period before PE, the last period.

He was on me a lot. He pushed me, and just didn't leave me alone.

It was too much.

I'm sensitive, so I started crying, and have to walk away, I had mathematics with my Spanish teacher that day.

And recently, he harrased me again on Snapchat. But I'll talk about that last time.

Reversed rolls.

Summary; We all saw how Camilo calmed his mother in the movie, now imagine that being normal, imagine Camilo telling Pepa that all would be okay. But, one natural rainy day, Pepa enters her son's room and catches him crying. Then, for once, the rolls are reversed.

The rain smashed against the windows.

Pepa did not like the rain, but this time, it wasn't because of her, it was natural. And Pepa couldn't control that, only her own weather, but even that controlled her sometimes.

”Woah, that's a lot of rain. I wonder if we can even go out tomorrow.” said Julieta, she took a sip of her coffee. ”At this rate it might start thundering.”

She sat down next to her sister, and pushed over a plate of arepas.

”Yeah, usually watching rain that's not caused by me is relaxing. But this time it's really violent. Ay, let's keep our hopes up,” said Pepa. ”And this time it's not even my fault.”

Pepa took an arepa and ate it.

”It's very loud..." mumbled Dolores, she covered her ears and winced.

She put her hand on her daughter's shoulder, and kissed her lovingly on the cheek.

”Lo siento, mi amor.”

Félix was sitting next to Dolores on the other side, and was helping her cover her ears, being gentle with her.

”Hey, it's fine, I'll manage,” mumbled Dolores. ”Focus on something else, like Camilo, I haven't seen him in a while. Sadly I don't know where he is, but he might be in his room.”

”You can't hear?” asked Pepa worriedly.

”No, the rain's too loud... I can't hear anything else...” explained Dolores quietly. ”But I'm fine... Worry about Camilo instead...”

Pepa drank up her coffee, and took another arepa, before grabbing the plate and standing.

”I'll go see where he is, and get him some arepas. Then I'll help you up to your room, so you can rest, okay, Lola?”

She kissed her daughter on the forehead before leaving.

She walked up the stairs, and went over to her son's room, opening the door.

”Hijo-”

What she saw shocked her.

Camilo was there- Crying, crouching, small sobs leaving his trembling lips- He was shaking, and mercilessly pulling his strands- And then he noticed her, he wiped his tears.

”Mami-”, he let go off his hair. ”I'm fine- Lo siento. Just... Forget about it- I-is something wrong?”

She walked over to Camilo and sat down next to him on the floor, and put down the plate.

”I'm fine- But your clearly not, what's wrong, Milo?” asked Pepa worriedly. ”I wanna help you- Like you've always helped me. It's only fair. And you deserve it.”

He did.

Her Hijo had always been so kind to her- Calming her and reassuring her. He had always been so gentle with her, being there when she needed him.

God, how she got lucky.

”¿Cómo estás, corazon?” asked Pepa. ”Solo por favor se honesto, Milito. Por favor.”

She kissed him on the forehead.

”¡Estoy mal, Mami!” cried Camilo. ”Sometimes, when I look in the mirror- I just don't recognize myself, and... I-I wanna shift, I just can't stop... I can't stop working, I just can't... I need a distraction...”

Oh, how his tears broke her heart.

”I'm sorry...” mumbled Camilo. ”I know I should be worrying about you, and your feelings... But I just can't stop mine from dripping over and I'm sorry, I know that's not an excuse, but...”

”I'm sorry!”

God, her heart cracked at that.

”Don't apologize, Camilo,” said Pepa. ”You shouldn't stop yourself from expressing your emotions just because of me.”

She blamed herself, she was always so focused on her own emotions, not her children's. And she should be.

He started to cry more.

”Mi amor, I'm here for you. I promise, okay?” comforted Pepa softly. ”It'll be okay, maybe you don't believe me right now, but it will. I know it will, trust me.”

She wrapped her arms around him tightly and reassured him.

(Later)

His head laid down on her shoulder, they were holding hands- And talking, and eating the arepas.

”I don't wanna wait that long... I wanna be okay. Actually okay.” said Camilo.

”I know, mi sol, but just be patient. It will take time, but I'll be there. The familia too.” reassured Pepa.

”I know...” mumbled Camilo sadly.

”Will you tell them? For me?”

”Sure, cariñito.” answered Pepa.

He smiled, it was small, but it was genuine.

”This is new...” mumbled Camilo suddenly

”What do you mean?” asked Pepa.

”Usually I'm the one comforting you.” explained Camilo. ”Now your the one comforting me. Weird, isn't it?”

”Your right.”

He was, for once, the rolls were reversed.

What they said.

Trust me, if my card worked for online stuff like that, I WOULD donate at least a bit of money so to those who can; what they fuck are you waiting for?? God's not going to come down and fix it, so others have to do what they can!

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reblog to take some of the burdens off Luisa's shoulders <3

Little outstanding nail right there.

Kolla in min profil på Wattpad, jag är Isabella Karlsson https://www.wattpad.com/Grammarrrrrr?utm_source=web&utm_medium=tumblr&utm_content=share_profile I'm twelve years old, I go to school. I get irritated easily! Especially by these three girls in my class who are so irritating, but they're likable so I'm the only one who thinks this way. English is actually not my native language, but English is my favorite subject in school! I wanna be a writ...

This really helped with my fanfiction. So, to help you, and myself in the future, I reblogged it.

BNHA Dorm Layout + Ships

mysterylover123

So how do the dorms accommodate the ships? 

OK so 5th floor first: Todomomo!  

Momo is the first to react to seeing Shoto’s room

4th floor: Kirimina and Kacchako! (also Kiribaku)

Mina gets to react dramatically to Kirishima’s (Uraraka reacts to everyone’s and we don’t see Bakugo’s so no word on those two).

3rd floor: Tojiro and Kamijiro 

Kaminari reacts to Jiro’s and she critiques his, and Ojiro to Toru’s.

2nd floor: …

I think Deku is specifically stuck on the 2nd floor with characters he isn’t shipped with to avoid making the shipping pattern too clear. Keep up the mystery of who Deku will end up with, you know? (Uraraka does react to his room but she reacts to everyone’s, so while that’s probably the pattern, it’s not made clear).

images courtesy of yutu, retrieved from https://www.pinterest.com/pin/101471797839881626/?lp=true 

So does this mean things? Probably not but it’s still fun.

list 5 things that make you happy, then put this in the ask box for the last 10 people who liked or reblogged something from you!

Thanks for the ask, I guess? Gah, this has never happened to me before! 5 things that make me happy, in no particular order:

•My grandparents' dog

•Making fun of fictional characters

•English in general

•Stranger Things (a show whose fandom I recently joined- yes, this is me coming out as a Stranger Things fan!)

•All the other shows I like

It's my 1 year anniversary on Tumblr 🥳

And it's my 14 year anniversary. It's my birthday.