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kittypryde-bipride · 1 year
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“The stone corrupts all those who wield it, it is fueled by their ambitions and dreams. So we need someone with no ambitions, no dreams, someone who doesn’t care about what the future holds for themselves. That’s why we found you.”
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kittypryde-bipride · 1 year
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gotta admit, I'm impressed with their dedication to the bit
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Shopping mall au - who would work where and who would just be mall rats?
idk what stores everyone else has (especially not japan) so this is based on my local mall in buttfuck center midwest.
Mina works at Pink. Self-explanatory, but also i can absolutely see her with a glittery tape measure around her neck prancing about the store
Tokoyami works at hot topic. only for the grunge looks. And maybe the studio ghibli merch. but only maybe.
Shinsou and Jirou work at Spencer's. You're buying lube? they literally do not give a shit. They're here for the employee discounts and the discounts only. They are menaces. Aizawa is the manager.
Hagakure and Uraraka work at Claire's. Ironically, Uraraka is the only one with the stomach to do piercings.
Bakugo and Sero work at Zumiez. Bakugo because he thinks that middle finger cat is his soulmate and Sero becuz skatbord.
Kirishima and Sato work at Journeys athletic pals, very passionate about correct footwear
Iida and Momo work at the Apple store very professional, very helpful. Doesn't matter what phone type you prefer, you will be walking out with something.
Aoyama works at Bath and Body works. He's very good with perfumes.
Shoji works at build-a-bear he is their best employee
Ojirou works at Champ's. it's just right.
Koda and Tsu work at the aquarium i know not many malls have one but mine does and they would love it
Sato works at foot locker
Kaminari works at gamestop. he is not helpful and hits on everyone but they need him for hours so he stays.
Todoroki works at the rolled icecream stand. he is VERY bad at it but is hot so actually good for business.
Midoriya works at the LEGO store. do not argue with me i will not hear it. this dude loves every second of his job and is very good at it. he spends his free time building models for advertisements
in their free time the bakusquad are all mall rats tho. absolutely.
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kittypryde-bipride · 2 years
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Tell me a soft memory
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kittypryde-bipride · 2 years
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Deep Water Prompt #2668
The angel working at the coffee shop is the real deal, I’m sure of it. “Can I bring you anything else?” they ask. Everything. Bring me everything.
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kittypryde-bipride · 2 years
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in the end (i’m left alone)
"How can you grieve someone sitting right next to you?" He didn't mean to speak.
"Hah?" Nobara whips around, grimacing when she spots them snuggling. "The fuck are you talking about?"
https://archiveofourown.org/works/39226851
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kittypryde-bipride · 2 years
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Five times Itadori was fine, and the one time he really wasn’t.
Yuuji sees where this is going, and he’s sick of the people around him checking in. He’s fine, he has to be, why can’t they see that? He loves his friends, would be there for them in a heartbeat, but he doesn’t want that for himself.
He just wants to be around those he loves, and he doesn’t know how to earn that love if he acts like so much of a burden all the time.
https://archiveofourown.org/works/39055725
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kittypryde-bipride · 2 years
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wish this hadn’t become a meme bc like it’s seriously so insane & true like yeah being seen is excruciating
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kittypryde-bipride · 2 years
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Here’s some different drabble series! My New Years resolution was to update my ao3 daily, and so far I’ve been on track! I’m tagging it with all the fandoms I’ve included so far :)
https://archiveofourown.org/series/2688565
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kittypryde-bipride · 2 years
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pyrrhic
“You already have our miraculous. State your wish, and we will grant it.” Gabriel takes a deep breath, taking a moment to drink in the sweetness of his victory, but Tikki continues. “I implore you, though: do not do this. A wish takes sacrifice. You will lose more than you gain.”
“No, I won’t,” Gabriel blows past her, shaking his head. “I've won. I will get everything I wanted, everything I’ve lost. This is what I’ve dreamed of for years. You can’t stop me now.”
https://archiveofourown.org/works/38339758
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kittypryde-bipride · 2 years
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A scorpion, not knowing how to swim, asked a frog to carry it across the river. “Do I look like a fool?” said the frog. “You’d sting me if I let you on my back!”
“Be logical,” said the scorpion. “If I stung you I’d certainly drown myself.”
“That’s true,” the frog acknowledged. “Climb aboard, then!” But no sooner than they were halfway across the river, the scorpion stung the frog, and they both began to thrash and drown. “Why on earth did you do that?” the frog said morosely. “Now we’re both going to die.” 
“I can’t help it,” said the scorpion. “It’s my nature.”
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…But no sooner than they were halfway across the river, the frog felt a subtle motion on its back, and in a panic dived deep beneath the rushing waters, leaving the scorpion to drown.
“It was going to sting me anyway,” muttered the frog, emerging on the other side of the river. “It was inevitable. You all knew it. Everyone knows what those scorpions are like. It was self-defense.”
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…But no sooner had they cast off from the bank, the frog felt the tip of a stinger pressed lightly against the back of its neck. “What do you think you’re doing?” said the frog.
“Just a precaution,” said the scorpion. “I cannot sting you without drowning. And now, you cannot drown me without being stung. Fair’s fair, isn’t it?”
They swam in silence to the other end of the river, where the scorpion climbed off, leaving the frog fuming.
“After the kindness I showed you!” said the frog. “And you threatened to kill me in return?”
“Kindness?” said the scorpion. “To only invite me on your back after you knew I was defenseless, unable to use my tail without killing myself? My dear frog, I only treated you as I was treated. Your kindness was as poisoned as a scorpion’s sting.”
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…“Just a precaution,” said the scorpion. “I cannot sting you without drowning. And now, you cannot drown me without being stung. Fair’s fair, isn’t it?”
“You have a point,” the frog acknowledged. “But once we get to dry land, couldn’t you sting me then without repercussion?”
“All I want is to cross the river safely,” said the scorpion. “Once I’m on the other side I would gladly let you be.”
“But I would have to trust you on that,” said the frog. “While you’re pressing a stinger to my neck. By ferrying you to land I’d be be giving up the one deterrent I hold over you.”
“But by the same logic, I can’t possibly withdraw my stinger while we’re still over water,” the scorpion protested.
The frog paused in the middle of the river, treading water. “So, I suppose we’re at an impasse.”
The river rushed around them. The scorpion’s stinger twitched against the frog’s unbroken skin. “I suppose so,” the scorpion said.
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A scorpion, not knowing how to swim, asked a frog to carry it across the river. “Absolutely not!” said the frog, and dived beneath the waters, and so none of them learned anything.
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A scorpion, being unable to swim, asked a turtle (as in the original Persian version of the fable) to carry it across the river. The turtle readily agreed, and allowed the scorpion aboard its shell. Halfway across, the scorpion gave in to its nature and stung, but failed to penetrate the turtle’s thick shell. The turtle, swimming placidly, failed to notice.
They reached the other side of the river, and parted ways as friends.
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…Halfway across, the scorpion gave in to its nature and stung, but failed to penetrate the turtle’s thick shell.
The turtle, hearing the tap of the scorpion’s sting, was offended at the scorpion’s ungratefulness. Thankfully, having been granted the powers to both defend itself and to punish evil, the turtle sank beneath the waters and drowned the scorpion out of principle.
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A scorpion, not knowing how to swim, asked a frog to carry it across the river. “Do I look like a fool?” sneered the frog. “You’d sting me if I let you on my back.”
The scorpion pleaded earnestly. “Do you think so little of me? Please, I must cross the river. What would I gain from stinging you? I would only end up drowning myself!”
“That’s true,” the frog acknowledged. “Even a scorpion knows to look out for its own skin. Climb aboard, then!”
But as they forged through the rushing waters, the scorpion grew worried. This frog thinks me a ruthless killer, it thought. Would it not be justified in throwing me off now and ridding the world of me? Why else would it agree to this? Every jostle made the scorpion more and more anxious, until the frog surged forward with a particularly large splash, and in panic the scorpion lashed out with its stinger.
“I knew it,” snarled the frog, as they both thrashed and drowned. “A scorpion cannot change its nature.”
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A scorpion, not knowing how to swim, asked a frog to carry it across the river. The frog agreed, but no sooner than they were halfway across the scorpion stung the frog, and they both began to thrash and drown.
“I’ve only myself to blame,” sighed the frog, as they both sank beneath the waters. “You, you’re a scorpion, I couldn’t have expected anything better. But I knew better, and yet I went against my judgement! And now I’ve doomed us both!”
“You couldn’t help it,” said the scorpion mildly. “It’s your nature.” 
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…“Why on earth did you do that?” the frog said morosely. “Now we’re both going to die.”
“Alas, I was of two natures,” said the scorpion. “One said to gratefully ride your back across the river, and the other said to sting you where you stood. And so both fought, and neither won.” It smiled wistfully. “Ah, it would be nice to be just one thing, wouldn’t it? Unadulterated in nature. Without the capacity for conflict or regret.”
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“By the way,” said the frog, as they swam, “I’ve been meaning to ask: What’s on the other side of the river?”
“It’s the journey,” said the scorpion. “Not the destination.”
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…“What’s on the other side of anything?” said the scorpion. “A new beginning.”
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…”Another scorpion to mate with,” said the scorpion. “And more prey to kill, and more living bodies to poison, and a forthcoming lineage of cruelties that you will be culpable in.”
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…”Nothing we will live to see, I fear,” said the scorpion. “Already the currents are growing stronger, and the river seems like it shall swallow us both. We surge forward, and the shoreline recedes. But does that mean our striving was in vain?”
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“I love you,” said the scorpion.
The frog glanced upward. “Do you?”
“Absolutely. Can you imagine the fear of drowning? Of course not. You’re a frog. Might as well be scared of breathing air. And yet here I am, clinging to your back, as the waters rage around us. Isn’t that love? Isn’t that trust? Isn’t that necessity? I could not kill you without killing myself. Are we not inseparable in this?”
The frog swam on, the both of them silent.
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“I’m so tired,” murmured the frog eventually. “How much further to the other side? I don’t know how long we’ve been swimming. I’ve been treading water. And it’s getting so very dark.”
“Shh,” the scorpion said. “Don’t be afraid.”
The frog’s legs kicked out weakly. “How long has it been? We’re lost. We’re lost! We’re doomed to be cast about the waters forever. There is no land. There’s nothing on the other side, don’t you see!”
“Shh, shh,” said the scorpion. “My venom is a hallucinogenic. Beneath its surface, the river is endlessly deep, its currents carrying many things.” 
“You - You’ve killed us both,” said the frog, and began to laugh deliriously. “Is this - is this what it’s like to drown?” 
“We’ve killed each other,” said the scorpion soothingly. “My venom in my glands now pulsing through your veins, the waters of your birthing pool suffusing my lungs. We are engulfing each other now, drowning in each other. I am breathless. Do you feel it? Do you feel my sting pierced through your heart?”
“What a foolish thing to do,” murmured the frog. “No logic. No logic to it at all.”
“We couldn’t help it,” whispered the scorpion. “It’s our natures. Why else does anything in the world happen? Because we were made for this from birth, darling, every moment inexplicable and inevitable. What a crazy thing it is to fall in love, and yet - It’s all our fault! We are both blameless. We’re together now, darling. It couldn’t have happened any other way.”
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“It’s funny,” said the frog. “I can’t say that I trust you, really. Or that I even think very much of you and that nasty little stinger of yours to begin with. But I’m doing this for you regardless. It’s strange, isn’t it? It’s strange. Why would I do this? I want to help you, want to go out of my way to help you. I let you climb right onto my back! Now, whyever would I go and do a foolish thing like that?”
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A scorpion, not knowing how to swim, asked a frog to carry it across the river. “Do I look like a fool?” said the frog. “You’d sting me if I let you on my back!”
“Be logical,” said the scorpion. “If I stung you I’d certainly drown myself.”  
“That’s true,” the frog acknowledged. “Come aboard, then!” But no sooner had the scorpion mounted the frog’s back than it began to sting, repeatedly, while still safely on the river’s bank.
The frog groaned, thrashing weakly as the venom coursed through its veins, beginning to liquefy its flesh. “Ah,” it muttered. “For some reason I never considered this possibility.”
“Because you were never scared of me,” the scorpion whispered in its ear. “You were never scared of dying. In a past life you wore a shell and sat in judgement. And then you were reborn: soft-skinned, swift, unburdened, as new and vulnerable as a child, moving anew through a world of children. How could anyone ever be cruel, you thought, seeing the precariousness of it all?” The scorpion bowed its head and drank. “How could anyone kill you without killing themselves?”
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kittypryde-bipride · 2 years
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You wouldn’t think that flamingoes are extremophiles just from looking at them. It’s like somebody tried to build the vertebrate equivalent of that fungus that lives inside nuclear reactors, and ended up with a gangly pink dinosaur with a spoon for a face.
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kittypryde-bipride · 2 years
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Aang Rarepair Week is coming up! Running April 18 through April 22, this week is dedicated to any and all Aang rarepairs! In preparation for ARW2022, we want to show love to all rarepair fic writers out there!! Please reblog this post and link your favorite fics about an Aang rarepair 💛 It’s high time to hype up those writers who give us content that isn’t widely known or popular, but has such a special place in our hearts. You may reblog your own work and that of other’s as well, just be sure to include a link to the fic and the author’s tumblr url if they have one!
Happy reading, sharing, hyping, and writing!
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kittypryde-bipride · 2 years
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the most insane double casting i’ve heard of is ophelia and horatio being played by the same actress. the implications of that drive me crazy
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kittypryde-bipride · 2 years
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(the trouble is) you think you have time
https://archiveofourown.org/works/37690678
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kittypryde-bipride · 2 years
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The more despair I endure in life, the more I love Frodo. I'm just. I'm so glad that Tolkien wrote him like that. He was a hero and it broke him. He was given too much to carry. The circumstances were dire, everyone was doing the best they could, and Frodo tried so hard, for such a good cause, and he...broke. And the narrative has pity for him, the characters show him kindness. Even after victory, his hurts did not heal, and it isn't considered his fault. He must go to the undying lands, to seek out peace there. In universe, he is forgiven for being human - don't be pedantic - and his great torment is recognized. He fell. He could not have done it alone. He is still a hero.
And, I think that's important.
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