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thedreadpiratejames · 2 years

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Nikolas Cruz bought the AR-15 that he used to kill 17 people at Marjory Stoneman Douglas High School because it was “cool-looking.” That’s what he told a Broward Sheriff’s detective, according to court documents.

It was cool-looking.

Cruz’s trial isn’t over yet. The prosecution has rested, and the defense is making its case against the death penalty, after his guilty plea. But even as the jury continues its heartbreaking job, one so agonizing it would be beyond the endurance of many, the AR-15-style gun marketed as “America’s rifle” continues to plague us all.

Cruz chose the same style of weapon as the shooter in Uvalde, the one in Las Vegas, the one at Pulse in Orlando, the one at Sandy Hook, the one in Buffalo, the one in Highland Park, Illinois. These are guns that trace their roots to the Vietnam War. They’re designed to kill lots of people and to look pretty much the same as ones used in the military.

It makes us numb, that list of shootings. But how many of us would still feel that way — could still feel that way — if we’d seen what the jurors in the Cruz trial have had to see? They don’t have the luxury of averting their eyes from the carnage. They can’t duck from the reality of what this country allows: Cruz purchased his weapon legally.

That has to change.

The graphic photos of human beings’ destruction — the tiny entrance wound, the gaping, obscene exit wound — were shielded from the public, considered too awful for most of us to contemplate. But the jurors deciding Cruz’s fate had to see them. Reporters covering the case also viewed them, including David Ovalle.

Ovalle is the Miami Herald’s veteran court reporter. He’s seen some of the worst things that humans can do to each other. But even he struggled to comprehend the horrific damage depicted in the photos.

“For me, the exit wounds were so jarring to view,” he said. “It’s hard to even describe them, because the descriptions of gaping wounds, ragged flesh and deep-red-colored holes just don’t do enough to convey the devastation caused by these weapons of war.”

He talked about one boy, shot eight times, with exit wounds on his forearm — “a massive hole of ragged flesh” — and one of his legs. And about a girl, lying on the floor in front of a classroom lectern, “her eyes wide open as if she’s in pain, her mouth slightly open.” The side of her head is missing, her brain pulverized by a high-velocity bullet.

None of us should have to know about the damage that high-velocity bullets can do. And yet, as the shootings continue, so many of us do.

‘Snowstorm’ of damage Medical examiners have offered more grim lessons during this trial. They told jurors that the bullets that AR-15-style weapons use are created to inflict massive internal damage. Forensic pathologists testified about how the bullets tore through flesh and hit bone, creating a “snow storm” of bullet fragments peppering the person’s insides, often fatally.

As former Broward chief medical examiner Craig Mallak described it, “It’s a very small bullet, but it’s moving at 3,000 feet per second. There’s so much energy with these bullets. It just tears skin, bones, organs.” It’s a path 20 times to 30 times the size of the actual bullet, he said.

He performed the autopsy on 14-year-old Cara Loughran, who suffered three wounds: one small entry wound to the left upper back and two gaping exit wounds in the upper chest.

One bullet entered the rib area of 14-year-old Alaina Petty. “After that, the bullet was fragmented into multiple fragments that perforated the lungs, liver, kidney and exits on the left lateral side of the torso,” Associate Medical Examiner Iouri Boiko testified.

Meadow Pollack’s wounds were catastrophic. The 18-year-old was shot seven times, one fracturing her spine. A bullet that grazed her opened a five-inch gash on her skull. It wasn’t a direct hit. But the energy of the bullet was so powerful, she had no chance.

Marketing works This style of weapon isn’t popular by accident — it’s marketing. The Washington Post recently published a story outlining how one of the manufacturers of AR-15-style rifles tried to run an ad during the Super Bowl, knowing the NFL would probably reject it but ready to launch accusations of censorship and hypocrisy. The ad was rejected. And the counterattack was “by far” the most successful marketing the company had ever had, one company exec said.

The United States banned assault weapons before, from 1994 until 2004. In that 10-year period, mass-shooting deaths were reduced, according to at least one study, published in 2019 in the Journal of Trauma and Acute Care Surgery. In July, the House passed new assault-weapons ban legislation, largely along party lines. It’s unlikely to advance in the evenly split Senate, but at least it is some recognition that the Second Amendment doesn’t confer unlimited rights.

And there is support from the White House. President Biden, in a Pennsylvania speech on safer communities and gun control Tuesday, said the county “is awash in weapons of war.” Parents whose children died in the Uvalde shooting, he said, had to supply DNA for identification, “because the AR-15 just rips the body apart.”

Still-life horror Jurors in the Parkland case are doing what no one should have to do. Instead of shielding themselves from the dreadfulness of this mass shooting, they have to immerse themselves in it. They’ve listened to the anguished parents, siblings and friends. They’ve visited the still-life horror of Building 12 at Marjory Stoneman Douglas High School, preserved since 2018 for the trial: dried pools of blood on the floor, overturned chairs, discarded headphones, a chess game still in the middle of play, broken glass that still crunches underfoot.

And they’ve seen those photos, the nightmarish pictures of slaughter four years ago on Valentine’s Day committed by someone who thought an AR-15 looked “cool.”

There have been so many shootings. We try to preserve our own sanity by turning away, afraid of having those images of blood and terror and viciousness branded into our consciousness forever.

But maybe we shouldn’t turn away. Maybe if all of us, including our elected officials, had to see those photos, pictures out of our worst nightmares, we could build some kind of consensus, again, on something that seems so simple it shouldn’t need saying: Weapons of war have no place in a civilized society.

#emphasis added #ban assault weapons now #ban assault weapons #gun control now #gun control #gun culture #gun violence

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citrinedecades · 5 months

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1303 - A Discovery of Soulmates

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At the age of 41, Wendell begins to miss the companionship of his wife, Alaina, who passed away three years prior, and wonders what their life would be like now if she had survived. He is glad to see his son and daughter both happy in their married lives, but wishes things had turned out differently for him.

The Spring harvest is a success and the village men gather at the local inn to celebrate. There, Wendell is struck with love at first sight when he meets Shanna, the sister of one of the farm hands that helped with the harvest. Though she is 14 years his junior, she is equally taken with him, and the two spend the night talking, laughing, and engaging in other… private activities.

After the fateful encounter, life continues at the farm with Wendell wishing to remarry but unsure of how his children will react to his young paramour. The decision is taken for him when Shanna arrives with news that she is pregnant. A wedding is organized in a hurry, and they are married in a small, private ceremony on the Barrow farm.

Meanwhile in the Baker household, Cecilia gives birth to a strong and healthy little girl they name Katharine. For the first time in three years, our families are spared any heartbreak and can celebrate Wendell's marriage without a hint of gloom.

Frederik and Rosemary's three children, Stefanie, Brayden and Frederik Jr, are growing quickly, and Rosemary announces she is pregnant again. With the arrival of Shanna and her soon-to-be-born child, the house is getting crowded but funds are too low to make an expansion. Thanks to Frederik's woodworking, the Barrows manage to save enough money to buy their first hen and rooster chicks. It's a small step, but a sure one towards financial stability and making more room for their growing family.

Births: Katharine Baker

Deaths: None!

#ultimate decades challenge #ts4 ultimate decades challenge #sims 4 historical #sims 4 legacy #ts4 #udc #udc 1300s #barrow legacy #Youtube

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thanksforthedinosaur · 2 years

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november 2022

1. carly rae jepsen - far away 2. genes - run! 3. thuy - u should feel special 4. tove lo - pineapple slice 5. tayler buono - screen 6. iri - friends 7. alaina castillo - fantasies 8. kilder - comfort me 9. terror jr - be some body 10. piri - say it 11. julia wolf - dracula 12. lolo zouaï - gummy bear 13. upsahl - into my body 14. nessa barrett - madhouse 15. mothica - nightshift 16. chloe moriondo - trophy 17. daine - stay close 18. bantug - sour flowers 19. salem ilese - exbox 20. king mala - sloppy 21. nina nesbitt - need you 22. stalking gia - obviously… 23. liv dawson - last thing on my mind 24. kailee morgue - arizona pretty 25. ruby the rabbitfoot - love without a lover 26. gabrielle aplin - never be the same 27. alex lustig - fate 28. charlie houston - comfortable 29. carlie hanson - 608 30. girl in red - october passed me by 31. fazerdaze - thick of the honey 32. babygirl - always 33. oh wonder - 22 make 34. tegan and sara - pretty shitty time 35. gracie abrams - difficult 36. noah cyrus - ready to go 37. field medic - always emptiness 38. johanna warren - hi res 39. alomar - dirty sink water 40. andrea von kampen - time + space (molto bella) 41. ann annie - riverside 42. the 1975 - when we are together 43. hozier - swan upon leda 44. katie dey - her sweet weight 45. the early november - pretty pretty 46. jizue - ordinary 47. sakanamon - mad baller 48. so much light - invincible 49. fraternal twin - cloudsong 50. frankie cosmos - abigail 51. oso oso - de facto 52. their / they're / there - a symphony of sparrows 53. the ghost ease - brb dying 54. tigers jaw - reckless 55. tragwag - failure 56. tatiana hazel - love is so fucked up 57. willow - hover like a goddess 58. blink-182 - edging 59. birds in row - rodin 60. ruby haunt - headland 61. winter - crimson enclosure 62. breakup - sorry 63. tanukichan - make believe 64. brothertiger - be true 65. dan mason ダン·メイソン - taking time 66. bladee - hahah 67. palmistry - bad vibes 68. wednesday campanella - hot pot commander 69. layfullstop - family affair 70. joyce wrice - iced tea 71. jamila woods - boundaries 72. post malone - cooped up / return of the mack https://open.spotify.com/playlist/3DLhonDh27PuRzJ6bsALrP?si=631c1d2f75bd482f

#mae makes playlists #happy halloween sl*ts

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rebelrayne · 11 months

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[⭐] = faves

[⭐] and the day after that, too | tom | mature | 13/13 complete

Summer Reynolds fell in love with a boy from overseas when she was eighteen. Ten years later, she can’t say much has changed– even if it has for him.

[⭐] it'll cost you | hamish | explicit | 1/? wip

Hamish Lennox-Ross hated Natasha Moradi. But Hamish needed a date for all the weddings and events he needed to attend. And Nat needed someone to fund her lifestyle. One thing was for certain: it'll cost you. But how much?

jurassic island | noah | explicit | 10/19 work in progress

Welcome to Jurassic Island, where wonders and imagination come alive. Come prepared because remember, you'll never forget the first time you meet a dinosaur.

ten things i hate about you | harry + joyo | teen | 2/4 work in progress

"There are so many ways to hate. Count them yourself."

collateral | tom | explicit | 2/? wip

Ariana Navarro wasn't looking for anything serious when she hooked up with a wealthy attendee at a wedding she was hired to do photography for...but then she would have called him if she hadn't lost his number. Tom Beresford-King has never had much luck with relationships and that didn't change after he met a wedding photographer...who never called him after a one night stand. He told her the universe said they should meet again, and fate agreed. Too bad Ari's happily coupled with a part-time comedian and a cute baker has her eyes laser set on Tom. But sometimes there's collateral damage when it comes to love.

[⭐️] jealous. | ryan | mature | 2/2 complete

Alaina isn’t Ryan’s usual type— but the image on the Casa Amor postcard is driving him insane. Part 1 SFW | Part 2 NSFW

mon amour | youcef | mature | 30/30 currently editing

He used his index finger to tilt her chin up as she stood on her tiptoes. He cupped her face gently and tucked a strand of hair behind her ear. “You’re playing a dangerous game here, mon amour.” She placed her hand on the back of his neck and pulled him down gently. She knew she was trembling, she knew that this could only spell out trouble for her. She didn’t care.

[⭐️] off the market | hamish | explicit | 11/15 work in progress

Hamish Lennox-Ross doesn't do serious relationships. He had a plan– come on the show to appease his father, get dumped on purpose by being the most repulsive man possible, gain back his bank account. A fool-proof plan until Ava Connolly offers him something more. What's the saying? Don't hate the player, hate the guy pretending to be in a happy couple with your girl.

rewind | bobby | teen | 31/31 complete

Zephyr made it big time when she left Love Island with her boyfriend, Elijah. After catching him in her backstage dressing room with Arjun, an unfortunate accident lands her back in the Villa on Day 1 one year ago, except this time, she’ll make sure she wins no matter the cost. The only question is, will she win the money or the love of her life?

#navigation

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opinated-user · 2 years

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I hate to say it but considering we know Rey's fate, after Alaina dies, I think your assessment of her being depressed and borderline suicidal is correct...

i just can't fanthom how LO wrote this and doesn't realize what she's doing. the actions and "personality" that LO gave her, that she recognizes is different than the rey on the movies, can only ever be explained through this lense. in fact, the shaving everything part could easily be understood if alaina is the one who also keeps reminding her of doing it too or else alaina won't like her anymore. she made it even worse by making rey's family, her family, the one thing she stayed on a junk planet for, to just not care either despite openly talking about ending her own life. that already is not LO "accidentally" writing depression, but writing literally the worst fate for a person with that condition.

#lily orchard #tw: suicide

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itwcsmcroon · 1 year

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that’s a real fuckin’ legacy. ( tony & morgan ) @lcvenderhcze

as soon as alaina had informed morgan that stark was approaching the pub she’d holed herself up in, she started planning her escape, ordering herself a car and getting herself a to go container to box up the rest of her burger. another run in with stark was inevitable. she’d known that from the time she’d gotten word that he wasn’t going to spend the rest of his days rotting in prison. she wasn’t ready for that now, but she doubted she ever would be. fate was not on her side... in more ways than one, clearly, since it seemed that the soonest her getaway car would be here would be thirty minutes. perhaps he wouldn’t even see her... she thought ideally... naively as she put her hand on the cap on her head and turned her face away from him when he walked in. of course he did though. he was speaking but whatever it was he said was only registering as a dull hum. “hm? oh, was i supposed to be listening to all that? whoops. well, considering the source, doubt it was anything important anyway.” she knocked back the rest of her manhattan and set the glass on the bar again, making eye contact with the bartender. “could i have have one more please? and my bill. thank you.” the way her knee was bouncing under the bartop was a dead giveaway that right now she was terrified. “look, i made it clear that i don’t want anything to do with you any more than you want anything to do with me, so what do you want? what is it going to take for you to just leave me alone? to leave everyone alone and not have a repeat of what happened at that fucking gala?”

#submission #morgan || threads #morgan || tony #alcohol tw #food tw #mental health tw #trauma tw

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sleepiesttoken · 5 months

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a list of books i read last year in case you’re looking for recommendations :)

note: all of these are horror/suspense/mystery and some do contain sensitive topics. those containing sensitive topics will be marked with a ( * ).

Butcher & the Wren - Alaina Urquhart

• Something dark is lurking in the Louisiana bayou: a methodical killer with a penchant for medical experimentation is hard at work completing his most harrowing crime yet, taunting the authorities who desperately try to catch up. But forensic pathologist Dr. Wren Muller is the best there is.

The Last House On Needless Street*- Catriona Ward

• The Last House on Needless Street follows the ill-fated lives of Ted Bannerman, a man with dissociative identity disorder, and Dee Walters, a woman driven to avenge her sister who disappeared 11 years ago.

Then She Was Gone* - Lisa Jewell

• Ten years after her teenage daughter went missing, a mother begins a new relationship only to discover she can't truly move on until she answers lingering questions about the past. Laurel Mack's life stopped in many ways the day her 15-year-old daughter, Ellie, left the house to study at the library and never returned.

Craven Manor - Darcy Coates

• Daniel is desperate for a fresh start. So when a mysterious figure slides a note under his door offering the position of groundskeeper at an ancient estate, he leaps at the chance, even though it seems too good to be true. Alarm bells start ringing when he arrives at Craven Manor.

Duma King* - Stephen King

• After a construction accident in which he loses his right arm and his divorce, Edgar Freemantle moves from Minnesota to Florida to begin what his psychiatrist described as a "geographic cure." He rediscovers his love of painting and finds that he is good at it but his paintings seem to have something "more" to them.

Wrong Place Wrong Time - Gillian McAllister

• A mother who witnesses her teenage son stab a man and then seizes on an unconventional way to try to save him.

The Family Remains* - Lisa Jewell

• After fleeing London thirty years ago in the wake of a horrific tragedy, Lucy Lamb is finally coming home. While she settles in with her children and is just about to purchase their first-ever house, her brother takes off to find the boy from their shared past whose memory haunts their present.

i do recommend looking up the trigger warnings for those marked with a ( * ) to ensure that they’re not too heavy.

happy reading! 📚

#reading #books #book recommendations #my other interests #happy reading

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mermaidinthecity · 1 year

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Well, I've been there, yeah. I believed that he was my forever. He was all I'd ever need. But I gave up what I wanted. And I gave him control. I lost myself in a deep, dark hole. I'm here to tell you that it's never too late to cut the strings and to take back your fate. You found yourself again along the way. Just think outside the boy. Look right past his charm. He's not your definition. No, he ain't who you are. If you don't love yourself, he sure ain't gonna help. There's so much more to life than living like his wind-up toy.

Think Outside The Boy by Lauren Alaina

#lauren alaina #lyrics #la lyrics #think outside the boy #road less traveled album

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cawsofdeath · 6 years

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Finally broke down and got my and @dirty-mcurdy‘s (very old) otp OCs commissioned, and they turned out b-e-a-u-t-i-f-u-l-l-y

A huge, huge, huge thanks to @blauerozen for such a wonderful piece; you did them more justice than I could have hoped, and you were an absolute delight to work with :)

#oc stuff #commission #seriously fei thank you - they're perfect #we love them a whole lot #it's possible i cried a little bit #fate alaina #kei kame

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milliondollarbaby87 · 2 years

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A Simple Twist of Fate (1994) Review

When Michael McCann suffered a devastating blow in his life he closes himself off from the world and everything would change when a baby shows up at his house, who he adopts and names Mathilda. ⭐️⭐️ (more…)

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bakugohoex · 4 years

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“when he put the what, in the where...”

pairing: katsuki bakugo x female reader

cw: swearing becuase its bakugo, kissing, implications

word count: 1300+

a/n: this was originally a headcanon with todoroki and shinso but i could only think of an idea for bakugo and the bakugo part was getting too long, if you guys want a todoroki and shinso version then just comment or send a request

summary: in which you’re in a secret relationship with bakugo until one fateful night in the dorms

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Your relationship with Bakugo would be classed as unconventional, you were dating, and every moment spent together was like paradise. Even with him not wanting to tell the class about your relationship he kept his promise to always make you feel needed and not ignored. To him you weren’t just some stupid extra.

You were his girlfriend which meant you were permanently his, you didn’t really care for people to know. As long as both Bakugo and you were happy you didn’t need other people’s feelings to interfere. And he just didn’t want stupid Deku to know to put it in his own words.

You had thought that when your relationships had gotten out that it would be on your terms, not at a Friday movie night after you and Bakugo had spent your afternoon making out.

“Katsu we have to go down soon, they’ll wonder where we’ve gone.” You were breathless with your exposed collar being bitten by Bakugo, his hands placed on your waist as you could feel the glands of sweat on his hands get hotter and hotter.

You didn’t mind the marks that his quirk left it was almost a hidden secret to the both of you, he murmured a small no as his lips travelled to another area that hadn’t been covered by his teeth, your hand had rested in his hair, as his hand moved further down.

He went past your shorts reaching your uncovered thighs as his quirk left more bruises and marks, a clear hand print evident on your waist and inner thigh. You loved seeing him on you and proving that he was yours and you were his.

Even with the lack of physical contact at school and in front of people, when in the comforts of each other’s rooms you were free to be together and be at peace.

You heard the ding of your phone knowing it was Mina asking where you were, “we really have to go down.”

“Whose fucking idea was it to have a movie night? I could’ve been sleeping or even better fucking you, but instead I’m spending my Friday evening with some dumb extras.” He huffed as he let go off your skin, he stood up towering on top as his legs were between your own legs.

“Those dumb extras are friends’ baby.” You encased his face in your hand caressing it as he put his face further into your palm.

“They’re still dumb extras.” He mutters standing up, he helped sorting the both of you out, as you still wore the shorts and a hoodie.

You both had been staring at the mirror in your room, as he got his phone checking to see the consistent messages of Kirishima asking where he was. You’d taken your phone going onto your camera as you wanted to saviour the moment of having alone time with Bakugo.

You took a couple mirror pictures, ones with Bakugo not paying attention before the last one had him grabbing your throat as he kissed your cheek, it was cute something that you wished you could post without anybody finding it

You both walked towards the elevator, holding hands until you both let go, acting as if you’d both met in the elevator, both thinking of excuses that were viable, Mina had asked for you to grab some food for everybody.

Following, you watched Bakugo sit on the couch next to Kirishima being his angry self as he called everybody extra’s. You saw pervy Mineta trying to look up the girls shirts before Momo kicked him in the chest and he fell to the ground being made to sit next to Denki and none of the girls.

“So, I heard our resident loud boy has a crush.” Mina says as she grabs some popcorn putting it in the microwave.

“Who? Bakugo?” You question knowing that must be who she was talking about.

She smirks leaning against the counter top, “Of course I mean Bakugo, Kirishima said he heard him talking on the phone last Saturday.”

You remembered the conversation; you had gone back home to visit your parents and Bakugo had been acting clingy without you there. He was alone without you and as much as he’d hate to admit it, you were the only good thing among the extras around him. He’d left consistent voice notes to you and when you finally called him after a long day out with your parents you spoke for nearly four hours.

“Can you two fucking hurry up?” You hear Bakugo shout as Koda puts the film on, you deciding to bring the food that Sato had made, mainly brownies and cookies as Mina bringing the popcorn.

“Yeah coming lover boy.” Mina shouts as the final bag of popcorn was done.

“What?” Everybody questions staring at Bakugo.

Izuku is the first one to speak cheerily, “does Kacchan have a girlfriend?”

Bakugo glared at the class, “I fucking don’t.”

To clear the silence, you walked with the brownies and cookies towards the group “Sato, the brownies smell amazing.” He thanks you as you go over to Bakugo.

“Move up then.” You sign as he rolls his eyes before letting you sit down; you had half your body on him but in the dark nobody could see.

You went up to his ear whispering, “Kiri heard you talking to someone, maybe you should be quieter lover boy.”

“Maybe you shouldn’t moan so loud then.” You could almost feel his smirk through the dark.

The movie being a boring one as everybody talked and ate, even Bakugo was engaging in the conversation mainly talking to Kirishima.

“It’s so cold.” Mina shivers in her seat.

“Here you can wear mine. I’m warm.” You offered as you stood up, Jiro putting the lights on for you to see where you would pass it too.

Standing up you pulled the hoodie off your body, wearing a tank top underneath, as you raised your arms up, your thighs were exposed, and your waist was visible.

No sound is heard, the shuffling and shouting of Mineta as if someone was covering him, as you finally take your head out of the hoodie, you pass it to Mina who just stares at you with the rest of the class.

“What’s up?” You asked as you noticed Mineta had been covered by Ojiro.

“Are those?” What you also hadn’t realised was the marks that Bakugo had left on your neck were visible to everybody. The question coming from Denki as you instinctively covered your neck with your hands.

“Nothing.” You whisper, “let’s watch the film.” Is all you say.

“Wait a minute.” Mina grabs Bakugo’s hands as she lifts the shirt up, you give a look as she puts his hand to the hand print on your waist. “That’s Bakugo’s hand print”.

“No shit Sherlock.” He says smirking as he sees his work, almost admiring it, oh how you wanted to rip that smirk off his face.

“Katsuki.” You shouted out.

“You should’ve kept your clothes on.” Is all he says

“Was that why I heard that weird noise coming from the couch a month ago?” Denki questions.

“That was when I had to put my belt in your mouth.” Bakugo spoke reminiscing.

“When he put the what, in the where...” The classes eyes widen.

“I fucking hate you.” You finally speak as you go to sit down next to him but instead he grabs your arm pushing you onto his body, his arm wrapping around your waist as he missed the contact you both had had hours ago.

“No you don’t.” He whispers kissing the top of your head.

Nobody asked questions they continued to watch the film as both you and Bakugo laid in each other’s arms he fell asleep holding you as if you were a bear, you smiled at his sleeping figure kissing his cheek as you snuggled up closer to him.

If you guys want to be a part of a tag list, just reply to any post and I’ll add you xx

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oikawaplssteponme · 3 years

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can i request an izuku piece where they have mutual feelings for each other but are both oblivious and one night a guy from the support class asks her to be his plus +1 to a party after they fought together in the sports festival and izuku gets jealous ,, the reader leaves the party early because all she can think of is him and maybe they kiss at the end idk

hi hi! i hope you enjoy!💓

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Plus One

pairing: Izuku Midoriya x reader

warnings: a little swearing

genre: fluff

a/n: i didn’t name the support course student btw. enjoy xx

You tapped your pencil on your forehead as you stared down at the notebook. You read and reread Izuku’s notes on you from your sports festival performance.

“Does that make sense?” He asked. You looked up at him, as he sat across from you.

“Yeah it totally does. I should’ve taken a more aggressive approach from the start instead of waiting. I still can’t believe I got beat by a support course student,” you groaned. Izuku chuckled.

“You put up a good fight! I had no idea he had such a good quirk either. I think he took us all by surprise,” he said. You nodded.

“I mean you did pretty good in the festival this year. Third place is impressive nonetheless.” Izuku’s cheeks flushed pink.

“Oh thank you.”

It was no secret that you had a little crush on Izuku, and it was certainly no secret that he felt the same. Yet, neither of you realized it. It was as if everyone knew but you two.

“Have any weekend plans?” You asked. Izuku shrugged.

“I think I’m gonna go to that party this weekend, but I’m not too sure,” he replied.

“Oh yeah I forgot about that. I’m still debating going too.”

“Talking about the party?” asked a voice. You turned to see none other then the guy who you competed against in the sports festival.

“Oh hi. Um, yeah, Deku and I aren’t too sure if we were gonna go,” you explained. He smiled. He took a seat next to you, placing his arm around your chair.

“Well I’m not too sure about Deku but I’d love it if you’d come with me to the party,” he smiled. Deku tensed up. You laughed nervously.

“Wait actually?”

“Yeah, I’d love to get to know you more, and it can be my treat since I kicked your cute ass in the sports festival.”

“Okay you did not kick my ass-”

“So you’ll come with me?”

You looked over at Deku in the corner of your eye. He looked as if he was going to burst. He had a fake smile plastered on his face.

“Um sure. Sounds like fun.”

You thought there was no harm in going to the party with him, after all, you and Izuku weren’t dating. So it’s not like you weren’t allowed to go with him. Though you’d much rather go to the party with Izuku.

“Great! I’ll snatch you from your dorm at eight.”

The guy gave you a wink, got up from his chair and went about his way. You looked back at Deku, who was back staring at his notebook.

When the day of the party came, you hadn’t spoke to Izuku. You hadn’t seen him around either, which worried you.

You finished getting dressed and waited to hear that fateful knock on your door. You checked your phone to see if there were any messages from Deku. None.

*knock*

You sighed, going to open the door.

“Hey Y/N! Ready to go?”

“Yup...”

The two of you walked together until reaching the party. It was at another third year’s house.

“Hey look who is here!” cheered Kaminari, “and with him...”

You chuckled nervously, greeting all your friends. You tried to find Deku.

“I’ll go grab us some punch,” he said. You nodded.

“Hey have you guys seen Deku?” You asked over the music.

“Last I saw him he was over sulking in the corner,” explained Kirishima. You nodded.

You walked over to the kitchen, spotting Deku exactly where Kirishima said.

“Uh hey...”

“Hey could we talk-”

“Here you are!” Your date handed you a cup, before putting his arm around you.

“Oh Deku you’re here, I didn’t think you’d come,” he said. Deku huffed.

“Yup, I decided to come anyway.”

“Why don’t you hang with us for the night?” You suggested.

“Actually I-”

“I think Deku’s fine over here. Come on Y/N.”

He took your hand and led you back to the main room where everyone else was. You honestly didn’t feel like ‘partying’ right now.

“I’m gonna use the restroom really quick,” you lied. You walked away and made sure the coast was clear before rushing out the door.

You found yourself on a park bench. You felt bad about leaving the party but you honestly didn’t feel like being there without Izuku. Your so called date wasn’t a bad guy, he just wasn’t Deku.

You felt a small tap on your shoulder, causing you to flinch. You looked to see Izuku, smiling softly.

“Hey...”

“Oh hi. How’d you know I’d be here?”

“I figured the party scene wasn’t really your style. I honestly didn’t feel like staying either,” he said. Midoriya joined you on the bench.

“Look about that guy, I don’t like him like that. I just went with him to be nice, honestly,” you blurted out, “I just wanted to make that clear.”

Deku smiled.

“If we’re being honest, I honestly got pretty jealous when he asked you. I really only went to the party to check on you...”

“I appreciate that. I, um, I much rather prefer being here...with you,” you whispered. Izuku’s face turned pink and he smiled nervously.

“M-Me too. I, uh, like you Y/N, honestly,” he admitted. You pressed your lips together, trying to hold back the biggest grin from forming on your face.

“I like you too, honestly.”

Deku slowly placed his hand under your chin, tilting your head up ever so slightly. He carefully began to lean in. You took a deep breath, finally meeting him in the middle.

The kiss was sweet and soft, absolutely perfect.

You rested your head on Deku’s shoulder after you parted from the kiss. He held you close to him.

“If I knew it was that easy I would’ve confessed ages ago.”

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Love Lost

Prompt: loosely inspired by “just a boy” by Alaina Castillo

Pairing: Bakugo x Reader

Warnings: 15+, swearing, drinking and alcohol, implied sexual acts

Word Count: 2.1k words

A/N: this one was super fun to make actually! this was the first time i had properly written for Bakugo, so hopefully it turned out well! i really just thought of this while listening to my angsty playlist, so it just grew from there! thanks to @peach-pops and @sugas-sweetheart both for beta reading this and helping me actually finish this in time. now on to the story! enjoy <3

You were never supposed to find out, especially not through Denki. Spending the evening with Sero and Denki at his house was supposed to be your escape from the reality that was your failing relationship with Bakugo. Tonight was not supposed to bring you more stress.

“I’m telling you Y/N,” Denki slurred, clearly inebriated, “he told us that at that bar, you know, the one he always goes to, he met a girl and hooked up with her!”

Sero, also drunk, took this opportunity to jump in, “Dude! You’re right! I completely forgot he told us!”

While the two continued their conversation, you remained seated on the couch, absolutely at a loss for words. Of course you were no idiot. You were painfully aware of the struggles you and your partner were facing. You just never expected him to cheat on you, especially since he had promised to begin to fix your relationship. Now you were wondering, how long has he been keeping this from you?

And thus, thanks to Kaminari, your mind fell into a downward emotional spiral. Where did they go? Was it in your shared bed? In hers? Were you just not good enough? Did he continue to see her? Was it a one night stand? Thoughts like these circled your mind for at least a week after Kaminari’s slip up, and as much as you wanted to tell someone, anyone, about what was going on through your mind, you were stuck. Finally, you decided to not stoop down to Bakugo’s level and give him the opportunity to confess. Surely, he would, right?

Unfortunately, Bakugo just had to prove you wrong once again. Even with your constant hints to confess, he remained stoic to your advances. You carefully tried to incite a conversation with him about anything, but you were always shut down. Either he still didn’t understand that you knew, or he frankly didn’t want to talk about it with you. All this back and forth, tip toeing around an invisible line, drove you absolutely insane.

So, you did something about it.

One day, you managed to both be in the house at the same time. Seeing this you snatched the opportunity fate had thrown your way. You had just about enough of his stubbornness. Walking to the kitchen, you found him sitting on the couch. Quickly, you approached him.

“Bakugo, I have a question for you.”

The usually loud and abrasive man only stared you down with a twinge of fear in his crimson eyes. He was aware that you knew, that much as obvious solely by the fact that you addressed him by his last name. Although he knew what he did, the man in front of you only wished to delay the inevitable. Of course, Bakugo still had to put up a front.

Glaring at you, he took his time responding to you, “Go ahead dumbass, I’m listening.”

You felt your cheeks heat up at the nickname. Whether it was from anger or embarrassment, you were unsure. Deciding to ignore the searing warmth present, you continued.

“Do you trust me?”

Bakugo tensed slightly at your question, already knowing where this conversation could go. It was time to face the problem at hand.

“Yeah, I do,” he responded, anticipating the end of your inquiries.

“Well, that’s good to know. Now tell me, would you like it if i held secrets from you? Some potentially shocking news?”

“Well, no-”

You cut him off, “Ah! That’s good to know. You don’t mind if I ask another question do you?”

The atmosphere around the both of you was heavy with tension and anger, both of you wanting to say something, but repressing it in hopes of escalating the simmering situation.

Bakugo begins, clearly holding back his anger, “Go ahead smartass, you already asked two anyways.”

This ticked you off. How did he have the gall to call you a smartass when he was sitting there so nonchalantly answering your questions as if this wasn’t serious. Thus, you had had just about enough of him and his attitude.

“So, Bakugo,” you spat out lacing your voice with as much venom as you could while feigning innocence, “you know I trust you whenever you’re with me. That’s just obvious. But when you leave, I don't know what to think. I mean, what if let's say some girl come up to you and suddenly you lose all control?”

You stared at him once more, “How could I trust you then?”

“What are you implying, Y/N? Are you sure this shit isn’t you mind at work again or are you trying to make me mad?” Bakugo answered, clearly trying to avoid answering the question. You were right after all.

You couldn’t trust him then.

“Oh I’m sure I'm not crazy. I also know that this isn’t all in my head.”

“Really?” He looked at you dubiously. “And how would you know that?”

You took a step towards him, looking at his enchanting vermillion eyes. God how you wished the relationship with him didn’t have to end like this. As soon as you were close enough, you slowly began to sneer at him as you spat out your answer.

“Denki told me.” He stopped glaring, fear flashed in his carnelian eyes before it vanished. You continued, “yeah it’s funny, he told me you hooked up with a girl at a bar at least a month ago.”

“So, dunce face spilled huh? Doesn't matter anyway its in the past,” Bakugo retorted quickly, hoping that this would be the end of this conversation. But his attempt to change the conversation failed.

For you, this was the final straw. His constant ignorance towards your plight and his attempts to change the subject pissed you off.

“I thought you were over this from high school,” you spat. “Don't insult one of your friends! The only reason he even told me was because he was drunk! And, if you don't mind, I would very much like to discuss this ‘past event’ since, ya’ know it impacts me too.”

You stared at him, taking a shaky breath before continuing, “be honest with me, were you ever gonna tell me?”

“y/n-”

“No! I need you to be honest. Were you ever gonna tell me?” You shouted, trying to get him to listen to you for once.

Bakugo tensed. His response would either diffuse or inflame the situation. Sadly, he knew where his next words would take him.

“No, I wasn’t gonna tell you. Are you happy now?”

You scoffed. “So I'm not good enough to be told when my boyfriend fucks someone else?” Tears began to well up in your eyes.

No, you refused to let him see you cry.

“I can't believe you were going to let me love a lie.”

Bakugo felt himself start to become riled up. He felt his breathing rapidly increase. To him, you weren’t understanding. This moment marked the tipping of the scale, frustration and anger overtaking tension.

“Oh please! Quit exaggerating will you?! What were you gonna do if I told you? Were you gonna yell? Scream? Cry? Were you gonna question me or just pack your bags and leave? What would you have done?”

You flinched at his gruff tone, clearly caught off guard. In a silent defeat, you responded, “I don't know..”

“What was that? Speak louder.”

“I said I DON'T KNOW WHAT I WOULD HAVE DONE!” You knew you shouldn’t have let your feelings overtake you, but his brash pestering began to whittle you down. “I don't know if we could have worked things out or not but all I know is that we are here now and it's up to you to explain to me why and how.”

Bakugo was startled at this. He never expected for you to ask for his own side of the story. His whole body was begging for him to just let go, tell you everything and be vulnerable. But his own inhibitions stopped him. “Explain what to you? What is there to explain?”

“I don't know! How about you start with the whole situation and why you thought it best to cheat in the first place!”

“Well then picture this, hm?” Bakugo began, gesturing with his pointer finger. “We got into one of our usual fights. I left here like always and went to a bar. There, a woman took me to her place while I was drunk. But I wasn’t going to leave you for her, but because of all of our fights until you decided to try to work things out!”

You and Bakugo looked into each other’s eyes, and indescribable emptiness and brokenness being the only emotions you both saw. He had said too much, and you heard the one thing you didn't want to hear. He was planning on leaving you from the start.

The tears that had threatened to fall earlier now trailed down from your eyes as you slowly made your own feelings known. “You know what Bakugo, I’ve had just about enough of you. All my life I thought we could actually be together. You know one of those cute couples that love each other. Ever since our first year at U.A. I’ve pined after you, but now? I live in constant fear that I’m not good enough. I live in a state of mind where I fear that one day you’ll wake up and leave me. And now? You tell me you wouldn't even tell me if you've been loyal or not. Hell! You don’t even want to be with me!”

Bakugo froze, pain evident in his eyes. He knew he had gone too far.

“Y/N-”

“Don't,” you took a step back, “come near me please. The only thing I know right now is that I can't be near you. I don’t want to be near you. I thought we could work this out or maybe find a solution, but I can't. At least not now.”

Bakugo started at your cowering figure. He had done this to you, the person he had finally learned to love. How could you just ask him to let you go now?

“Y/N, please. You've shown me how much you love me. I’m not the same person I was a few months ago. That woman was in the past. You are my now,” Bakugo was practically begging at this point, his walls crumbling down too late to change your mind.

You managed to look up, finding his eyes. Both of you were hurt, too much to continue this conversation. You carefully took a step towards him, almost as if floating on air.

Gently caressing his cheek, you struck one final blow to his heart, “I’m sorry Katsuki, but I don't think we were the right fit together. We didn’t work and that's okay. Right now, I need some space.”

Bakugo watched as you gracefully turned from his view. It took him too long for your words to finally sink in, leaving him frozen. No, you couldn’t leave him. Not with the way you tenderly said his name. Not after you softly held his cheek after he spent months ignoring your touch. Your figure drifted across the room, grabbing a small bag and filling it with some of your belongings while making your way over to the entrance to the abode that you both shared.

“I'll be back in a few days once I've cleared my head and come up with a decision. You turned to face him, making sure to lock eyes with him as you said your final goodbyes. “I love you, Katsuki, I really do.”

These were your final words as you left your apartment. With the sound of the door closing, Bakugo felt his knees collapse as he hit the floor with a thud. He felt as if he had just been dropped into the arctic, frozen from shock, almost dumbfounded by what he had just done. He slowly felt a tear roll down his face, followed by another. It wasn't long until sobs wracked his body as he knelt on the floor. The hot and heavy tears flowed endlessly until he felt his lungs ache. His breathing became erratic, no clear pattern or rhythm as he struggled to catch his breath. His whole body was shaking as he sobbed hunched over, holding his body to keep himself grounded.

Katsuki Bakugo has just lost the best thing in his life, and there was no getting them back.

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opinated-user · 2 years

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On some recent ask about Star (Aliana's daughter) Lily said that the child who was stolen from her parents and tortured to be a "jedi killer" hasn't suffered anything close to the trauma her parents have... Why does Aliana still have no own statue of the holy martyr. She's so poor no one in this entire world have ever lost their parents. Apparently.

making a competition of "who suffered the most" between a mother and daughter is so disgusting of a concept in the first place. but even if there was a competition, Alaina is not winning not even by a long shot. one's a orphan child of 6 with severe PTSD that wokes up almost every single night screaming because of nightmares, has one mother that cares more about how hot her wife is than about her wellbeing, when not treating her as merely a kid she's babysitting, and is apparently bullied by other kids of her same age. she was send to doctors only to recieve a vague diagnosis but apparently is not following any kind of treatment, probably because alaina adopted her just to have an heir rather than to care about her. she's 6 years old with no other prospect than be emotionally neglected the rest of her life until she's old enough to be send to look for her own light force user from whome she'll zap the joy out of their life to keep her own power and improve her hair. meanwhile alaina is a full grown adult whose only tragedy on her life was to lose her slave trader mother and nothing else. even before becoming the most powerful person on the whole universe she already had enough money to completely disrupt the economy of a whole planet so she never had to struggle to sustain herself. she had multiple night stands so she was never sexually repressed on any kind of way. she had a whole army at her disposition to the drop of a hat so she was always resourceful with people willing to fight for her. she lost a leg but then recuperated in 2 months with only some phantom pain that gets immediately treated by painkillers and gets constantly kept at it's best by a wife that stays awake for it instead of sleeping, completely for free. she doesn't show any sign of everlasting trauma or PTSD. the only thing that can disrupt her beauty dream at night is a crying traumatized child. has a wife that repairs all her ships free of charge every time she wants that might ask a change of pronouns, but otherwise will never ask anything from her. she's the literal leader of the whole universe. her word is law. she can do whatever she wants to whoever she wants (even chocking people on high position of power) without anyone ever telling her no. more importantly: that is a fate that alaina freely chose. star had no way to refuse have her and rey as mothers and won't have either a choice on wether she wants to use the dark force or not. her future was decided for her. star (and rey) has it harder.

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