#its a whole ass genre

[pherre]

i dont have any opinions on first kill but people saying that there isnt any other 'teen lesbian vampire' media are so funny to me like just say you havent watched carmilla and go

#CARMILLA SURVIVORS OF 2010S RISE UP #they made a whole ass movie for that show. no clue if it ever came out though #its me talking #btw obviously the more lesbian vampires the better but first kill isnt a pioneer in the ya lesbian vampire genre #put some respect on carmillas name !!!!!!! 😤

[mishapen-dear]

genuine question but is there any fandom where a character is well written by the majority. im thinking about fandom culture and the spread of frustration when people dont write characters well but. honestly in all the fandoms ive been in there's only like, a Select number of authors who i trust to write Well, let alone write Well AND In Character. character analysis and writing and getting inside characters' heads are all separate skills (all of which are trained by roleplaying fyi can CONFIRM playing pretend with your friends is good for you). there's been more than once where I've disagreed with an interpretation that others agreed with, and then I turned out wrong. or i turned out right. like it doesnt matter WHO is right it just matters that differences in character analysis exist, so even if you DO write well AND write in character, your in character is still going to be someone else's out of character

there's this sort of. vibe. that to play in the sandbox you Need to be able to make a castle, and if you can't make a castle then you shouldn't bother, and it completely dismisses the idea that youre in that sandbox to PLAY in the first place. there's this Weight of disappointing someone if you can't build something that they like, but that forgets that you aren't there to build them a castle. like, be KIND. if you disagree with someone then please make an effort to do so kindly. i dont give a shit about fandom discourse but there is a reason kids get removed from sandboxes if they keep throwing sand in people's eyes. but if they don't like your misshapen sand pile, then youre not obligated to change it. even if you yourself end up hating that same sand pile later- youre not building a legacy. youre playing. and sometimes the result of that play is out of character drivel. theres a reason there are so many authors and so few who i like to consistently read and thats because everyone is Fucking Around in their hobby space. hash tag brag or whatever but i can build castles. ive built several that im v proud of. ive also dug holes in the sand for fun and then tripped on them when trying to get up. I often dug a hole and then got up and fucking- whoops, its a castle now, and i didn't realize i'd made something to be proud of until after the fact. the whole time while creating shit i was Convinced it was bullshit that didn't make sense. and then other times i was Convinced it was bullshit and then i was Right and i can look back and go. huh. ew. but it doesn't matter what the end result was, because i had fun playing in the sandbox

this wasn't meant to turn into a ramble but i have Feelings about bad art and art that's badly perceived and how public perception can screw with your head and how making art youre proud of is fucking. it's so difficult!!! it's hard!! it's really fun, which is why i try to make it, but i promise you it is Okay to not tryhard creativity. even if you CAN, it's okay not to do it all the time. or ever, even. fuck around find out have fun etc

#NOT a discourse post i am musing out loud #there's discourse goign around the dash rn or i wouldnt mention it #but the past few weeks ive seen a lot of “DONT fucking mischaracterize my guy my fuckign god” #which is one of the most frustrating pet peeve there is #but i think a lot too about little baby me #fresh on her writing journey #and how discouraged i would be if someone pointed out the mistakes id made #i made a Lot of fuckups #and i also think about this one fic where one of the characters was INCREDIBLY out of character #me today would not be able to stomach reading it #but baby me was so ENCHANTED #and it introduced to me the concept that you dont always know the reason someone does something #and it made me read even more #and because of that i eventually found Expert Skill level fics #which introduced me to MANY little tricks and fidgets ive tried to implement #there were so so many reviews on that fic that called it shit or complained about the bad characterization #but a decade later i still think about it #there were several very corny mine/craft horror fics i read #which back in the day would be called cringe #and those were what inspired me to write my first horror fic and now im Enchanted by the whole genre #theres a lot of stuff i dont like to read but i like that other people are enjoying themselves #i dont know how to be succinct i hope my point is coming across well #this ties into my thing where fiction is for you first others later #here are my credentials: bb/h fan since before the elections (hi i was the guy who noticed his lack of armour post elections) #and a cross-fandom comment trend of people going 'woa i can see this happening in canon' #im not talking out my ass i genuinely think its more important to have fun than to write accurate characterization #which. is a more 'duh' and clarifying thing than everything else ive written #but ah well c'est la vie #also also just realized this could be interpreted like that- NOT an attack on people who complain about mischaracterization either lmao #i do that too w friends. this is to reassure people who put pressure on themselves to create things Well all the time

[soldier-poet-king]

Not quite halfway thru TCGF vol 2 and tbh I have no idea wtf is going on. We are riding vibes here with the expectation that we're gonna find out hc and xl tragic backstories eventually??? But the plot??? Idk man I'm just vibin

#idk if its a translation or genre thing #i didnt find mdzs this confusing #but also bc the prose is uh. not good. im basically skimmin a lot of the action #which is unfair!!! i know its probably not this choppy in the original #alas my dumb ass needs the English version #anyway xie lian is baby is me. and hua cheng is just. sir i am im love. ur evil but also not #what is ur deal why are you so obsessed with xie lian. #what is xie lians whole deal. like. i read ONE spoiler and i regret it ;-;

[charlottan]

ok im working on a project a spreadsheet timeline of doom/stoner/space/psychedelic/jam bands to get into anyone have any recs i have the ones im already gonna listen to under the cut ordered by debut year

Saint Vitus - doom

Candlemass - doom

Kyuss - stoner

Cathedral - stoner doom

Sleep - stoner doom

Earth - stoner doom

Acid Bath - sludge metal

35007 - stoner

Electric Wizard - stoner doom

Acid King - stoner doom

Colour Haze - psychedelic jam band

Boris - stoner

Church Of Misery - stoner doom

Bongzilla - stoner (freacking duh)

Goatsnake - stoner doom

Sunn 0))) - doom

High On Fire - stoner

Ufomammut - stoner doom

YOB - stoner doom

Witchcraft - stoner doom

Assemble Head In Sunburst Sound - space rock

Earthless - psychedelic jam band

OM - stoner

Yawning Man - stoner

Asteroid - stoner doom

Øresund Space Collective - psychedelic jam band

Elder - stoner doom

Black Rainbows - stoner

Wooden Shjips - space rock

Cough - doom metal

Quest For Fire - stoner

Acid Witch - stoner doom

Blood Ceremony - stoner doom

Mondo Drag - progressive psych

Black Pyramid - stoner doom

Stoned Jesus - stoner doom

Samsara Blues Experiment - psychedelic jam band

Uncle Acid & the Deadbeats - psychedelic doom

1000mods - stoner

The Flying Eyes - psychedelic

Mars Red Sky - stoner

Conan - doom

Pallbearer - doom

Windhand - stoner doom

All Them Witches - psychedelic jam band

Goat - psychedelic

Frozen Planet 1969 - psychedelic jam band

Monolord - stoner doom

Elephant Tree - stoner doom

Valley of the Sun - stoner

electric citizen - stoner

Lucifer - doom

Wucan - progressive psych

Circles Around the Sun - psychedelic jam band

Spaceslug - stoner doom

Comacozer - stoner

Grotto - stoner

Green Lung - stoner doom

#like whole ass band recs #so far i have 333 albums across 58 bands lmao #ive already made it through like 16 albums in about two days though #this is a true Musical_Deer_Girl_Antlers moment #embarrassed by how many times i had to type stoner doom but its a good genre!!!!!!!ok!

[bigcats-birds-and-books]

I'm finally reading (well listening to) ADHD for Smart Ass Women and it's not bad but I feel like she's rambling so much about what it's like to be a woman with ADHD. Like ma'am I already know what it's like that's why I'm here. You marketed this book form people with difficulty maintaining attention PLEASE get to the advice part already I beg.

heya!! yeahh, part one is a lot heavier on the experiential aspects and What The Thing Is, so i can see how that's Recap (derogatory) if you're sure you've got the thing (although personally i did appreciate the rambling as something i could give to my elderly parents re: "yo this is also what ADHD looks like btw, please reevaluate My Entire Life in this context").

the practical stuff really starts in chapter 5 (for Big Picture Life Orientation), and then part two gets into specific problems/solutions (and the chapter titles say exactly what's inside lol). i felt very Seen in her rambling, but i 100% wouldn't blame you if you wanted to skip ahead to the Solutions Part and see if any of that clicks for you! i hope you get something useful/helpful out of it.

#text #answered #anon #anonymous #thanks for the note!! i get very little mail haha #adhd for smart ass women #tracy otsuka #also tbf i intentionally Did Not Buy This Book because i suspected it would be only semi-useful/interesting 🫣 #like i was Interested in what she had to say but just. that genre of book is not one i ever read. in part because of that fluffy ramblyness. #im sorry its not vibing with you 😅 #i got a lot more out of the relatability aspect than the practical advice aspect but i hope part 2 is kinder to you!! #i found a lot of what she said in the first few chapters validating (but ive also Not Been Listened To Or Taken Seriously About This) #(i did take notes on the whole book which is how i could point to chapters/parts relevancy lol) #asks #book talk

[harrowharkwife]

i am SO fucking exhausted by mainstream media opinions lately and i don't understand why they're frequently SO different from my own? like i genuinely don't think i am approaching anything from that unique of a perspective as a viewer? maybe it's just that i'm too easy to please when it comes to stories or something but like. how is the mainstream, widely accepted consensus on yellowjackets season 2 is that it's "bad" and "doesn't work as a season" and is "riddled with problems." literally what the fuck are you talking about. this is the most fun i have had watching television uhhhhh literally Ever? you're telling me people hated Burial? how? why? like i don't...i just don't GET it. and i'm not playing dumb for kicks here im like genuinely honest to god confused. that was the single best episode of television I've ever watched in my life. like i get that people have different opinions about things and that's fine but HOW am i in the minority here what am i missing

#most of the critiques I've seen are that it 'focused on the adults too much' and was 'too weird' re: mistys sequence #like??? that was clearly supposed to be funny and campy and silly and artistic and a twin peaks homage? #and the 'focusing on the adults' i... i mean i guess some people are just here for the '96 mystery #and are completely uninterested in the psychological effects it had on all the characters? #i guess some people don't?? care??? about watching them wrestle with that trauma and go on to try to have lives #after something like that? #but like. that's the entire point of the show though. if you hate that why are you watching it every week #with enough investment to like. blog about it and put energy into writing whole ass thinkpieces #so much of media criticism these days boil down into 'i wish this show was Not the show that it is' #'i wish it was this other show that im writing with my twitter mutuals' #and like that's fine and fun and cool and valid and that's what fic is for! but a show isnt BAD for committing to itself and its own vision #like. there is something sooo sexy abt a piece of media that is so wholly itself that you have to meet it where it is #and judge it by its own metric #it creates a whole new unique lens for each and every thing you love! quit comparing apples and oranges! #it's SO fucking fun analyzing different pieces of media through the lens of their own little world and conventions #and guiding principles and plot pacing and what they choose to emphasize and their genre conventions and etc etc #it's FUN! and not to sound like a pretentious film bro dipshit but like why does it seem like this is a dying art these days #'s2 is boring' THEY. THEY ATE A PERSON. ARE WE WATCHING THE SAME THING

[astranauticus]

while ive got untranslatable cpop on the brain shoutout to on Naihe bridge by Ice Paper because its a fanastic song with a truly wild vibe but how in the world am i supposed to preserve that second verse where the whole joke is its comprised largely out of chengyu where the first characters count from 1-9. hello??

#asto speaks #the chorus is also tough because one of the lines is a pun on naihe bridge literally meaning bridge of helplessness #like chinese puns are the bane of my existence cuz they're everywhere and a massive pain in the ass to translate #like if you asked me to translate any of the chengyu in the second verse individually i could probably do it #ask me to translate that whole verse while preserving the counting is uhhhhh #HMMMMM #anyway ice paper is great i love his sound #hits the brain in a very specific way i really enjoy #blue umbrella is basically a lofi girl track with singing/rapping over it. perfect study vibe #and on naihe bridge falls perfectly in the genre of 'i need a beat that feels like its bouncing against the inside of my skull' #broken water flow changes its entire sound like 4 times in like 3 minutes 30 seconds #insane. man wildin #i should get into more chinese rap like chinese songwriters get a cheatcode in the sense that its SIGNIFICANTLY easier to rhyme in chinese #so people like ice paper can get real wild with the rhyme scheme #the rhyme scheme on the first four lines of broken water flow is hilarious its like #13 characters per line and the rhyme is on the 4th and last characters #hello???

[gil-estel]

my mom is ready to start biting people who think andor is ~the best star wars media ever created~

#and tbh i agree with her #what most people are actually saying is ''i dont like star wars'' #its good but it's far from perfect #and a lot of people are showing their whole 'fantasy is a lesser genre' asses

[cerealandchoccymilk]

out of all the things i could hyperfixate on i didnt expect my next one to be a 200+ year old form of storytelling

#whoops sorry about the million line long tags -> #i didnt know rakugo also had (relatively more) serious stories???? #i only knew the famous ones like manjuu kowai and meguro no sanma #and of course jugemu jugemu gokou no surikire kaijarisuigyo no suigyoumatsu fuuraimatsu unraimatsu kuu neru tokoroni sumu tokoro yaburakouj #i can still recite the whole name btw (probably everyone with a japanese elem education had to memorize it lol) #but anyways i realized that the song shinigami by yonezu kenshi is based on an actual rakugo story #and decided to watch it (the one on tatekawa shiraku's youtube) #and wow i got hooked #in the middle of tatekawa danshi's version rn #the differences in the story and general style are really interesting even between master and disciple #ill probably look for another version of shinigami by someone else and then look for other stories #or review the classics bc i barely remember anything about meguro no sanma tbh #i have had interest in koudan (since around the time kanda hakuzan started appearing on tv frequently) #but im still unsure of what the genre is like/how exactly the stories different from rakugo #so maybe ill dabble. just as a treat #i remember hakuzan did a koudan story about joushima shigeru's life and that was really interesting #speaking of joushima its still wild to me that tokio (as a band) isnt a thing anymore #i mean im still not entirely over nagase kun leaving for solo lol #but its so cool theyre making a whole ass company and still doing so much stuff in tetsuwan dash n stuff #why am i talking about tokio this post is about rakugo #anyways

[chocolatina]

idk if op of that csm call out post has watched/read other anime or manga because i cant think of any theme in csm that hasn’t been explored in other media to a better degree sometimes 

#like writing a whole ass google doc about themes that are common in a lot of media of the same genre is . idk #its not looking for gen z and critical thinking methinks

[zanathan-aisling]

jimmy and the pulsating mass NEVER appears in those fucking rpgmaker motheresque game circlejerk posts and i’m SICK OF IT.

#you can argue it has rather large issues BUT LISA AND OMORI ARE ALWAYS RIGHT THERE #ISSUES IN A SOCIAL JUSTICE SENSE I MEAN #WITH JIMMY ITS THE LOGICAL RESULT OF AN EXTREMELY SHELTERED KID BEING EXPOSED TO JAPANESE CULTURE ENTIRELY THROUGH HIS ‘weeaboo’ UNCLE. #ITS SHIT BUT ITS NOTHING COMPARED TO…. *EVERYTHING* LISA PULLS OR THE FUCKING CLOSET FULL OF SUS’D ANIME BOYS THAT OMOCAT HAS #ITS! NOT ABOUT THE ~moral issues~ ZANNY YOU NEED TO STOP TELLING YOURSELF THAT PEOPLE DON’T CAAAAAAARE THEYRE HEATHENS WITH SHIT TASTE #THEY GOBBLE THAT BIGOT SLOP RIGHT ON UP #THEY JUST WOULDN’T KNOW ONE OF THE BEST TURN-BASED BATTLE SYSTEMS I’VE PERSONALLY *PLAYED* IF IT WALKED UP AND SMACKED THEM ON THE ASS #WITH CHARMING VISUALS LEGITIMATELY GUT-WRENCHING YET DELIBERATELY DIVERSE AS HELL HORROR STYLINGS AND THE BEST MUSIC. #ADMITTEDLY. IT HAS SOME TROPES. TBH A LOT OF THE APPEAL OF IT IS THAT IT DELIBERATELY PUTS THE BIG ONE OUTTIN THE OPEN #(i.e. ‘its the dream of a kid with emotional problems!!’ #) #BUT ALSO SOME OTHER GENRE CLICHES. SURE #INCLUDING SOME MASSIVE SPOILERS jfc rhe games great play it don’t look up summaries and shit #BUT ITS…. NEVER ACKNOWLEDGED??? #IS THE CREATOR A FUNDIE WHOSE GAME EXISTS ENTIRELY IN EVANGELICAL CIRCLES OR SOMETHING??? HAVE I BEEN ACCIDENTALLY OBSESSING OVER A NICHE SU #SUBCULTURE *EXCLUSIVE* MEDIA THING THIS WHOLE TIME????!?! #the answer is no on the fundie thing btw theres ways the game could go those places but it shows the restraint and agnostic compassion those #shmucks struggle with lmao #ALSO THE MUSIC IS SO FUCKING GOOD #the art is deliberately a bit chumbled and childish fights wise but ITS LITERALLY A KIDS DREAM BRO THIS IS THE FUCKING RPGMAKER #EARTHBOUND SUCK-N-FUCK ARTSYBOY GENRE IF IT DOESN’T PLAY WITH ‘unusual’ ART STYLES THEN WHATS EVEN THE POINT OF IT #DO FUCKS JUST WANT ANIME? OMORI??? FUCKING OMORI???? #ngl i do want to actually play that game sometime. as much as i bear ill will towards its development/existence the fact its soooo beloved #has gotta mean it has SOMETHING good

[princekirijo]

No wait a second this is actually wrecking my head wtf do you mean Hatsune Miku isn't real

#EDIT: ok so i've been informed that she's a computer program but they did use a real person's voice as a sample for the thing #which makes a whole lot of sense #like i just thought she was an anime singer or soemthing #and then she had a real person behind her voice #not that she was a whole ass computer program #i mean it makes sense i didn't know this like i don't listen to her genre of music i forget the name #vocalid or something its just not my thing #but huh #i guess you learn something new everyday #cant wait to hit my gf with this revelation they're gonna love it #i always drop the most insane comments about things that are like well known #its like the time i told them i had no idea that dogs had bellybuttons #dont ask how that came up in converstation #or that i forgot what bellybuttons were for #is there a term for a beefless himbo cause thats me #actually wait yall remember the time i thought bowl was spelt with an e #that was a life changing moment for me #i really went around saying bowel cut and thought nothing of it

[faerociousbeast]

i feel like a.. weeb..? but theres only so much western cartoon bullshit you can put up with at a certain age

#all we have is stupid live action teen dramas about highschool dating played by adults #and kids cartoons most of which are becoming jyst straight up propaganda these days. #the o/wl house is a rarity i think somewhat deep while still being animated #its literally no wonder so many people at this age turn to anime. they have whole ass GENRES for us come onn #get good !!!!!

[timeisacephalopod]

Every once and awhile I rewatch Hbomberguy's video on why BBC Sherlock sucks because it's cathartic as someone who never really liked BBC Sherlock.

#winters ramblings #i just found it. boring. and then season 4 dropped and the fandom exploded and its not like #i was THERE there because i didnt WANT to see Sherlock shit its just that if you liked supernatural #OR dr who youre getting all of the superwholock together like it or not #anyway so i watched all this nonsense go down from afar and was like ok cool so now im not the only one #who kind of think it sucks. i just found it boring and unremarkable and honestly i dont like Sherlock very much #hes a dickhead and theres nothing else about him that gets screentime. hes supposed to be a super genius #but the whole assed story forgets its a mystery and ALL of the genre conventions that come with it #the HALLMARK of a mystery is giving the audience clues so they can guess who the killer or robber #ect ect is. thats the WHOLE point of a mystery and when the twist ending happens you should go OH #Searching is the best mystery ive ever watched and i realized i had all the info i needed to solve the mystery #halfway through the movie roughly. but the first time you watch it youre like !!!! but it makes SENSE #Sherlock of the BBC variety? fucking nonsense doesnt even TRY to tell a good mystery story and ACTIVELY seems to RESENT #that its of the mystery genre. why adapt the stories if you dont fucking like mysteries!!!!

[uravichii]

"best friends who kiss?"

character/s: bakugo katsuki

summary: recently, your best friend has been kissing you at random times. you have no idea why because he refuses to talk about it. either way, you're not about to let this to ruin your precious friendship.

genre & trope: fluff, best friends to lovers, angry confessions, reader is terrified of love but bakugo wants them so bad 😁, tw kind of ooc bakugo

a/n: i've been watching a lot of pride & prejudice and bridgerton scenes n i'm now obsessed angry confessions 🤩 + this is heavily inspired by that scene in little women :) ALSO i haven't posted in a year 😟 so pls be nice ik my writing's rusty in this :'D

the first time bakugou katsuki kissed you, he pretended he never did.

"what... " you brush your fingers against your bottom lip, your whole face hot. "what the hell was that for?"

"what?" bakugo shrugs, feigning innocence as he takes a swig of his soda.

you try and trace back the events that could have led to the kiss.

you said something along the lines of: "i wish i had a boyfriend. i could definitely pull a cute guy off the street."

then you heard him scoff and say: "no man's sane enough to put up with your insufferable ass." ーor something more insulting than that.

you can't remember what you said in response, and you rack your brain to figure out what prompted him to grab your face and kiss you. it's impossible when all you can think about is the unexpected supple feel of his lips, its faint ghost still lingering on yours.

"that kiss, katsuki! you violated my mouth!"

"dunno what you're talking about. you hit your head or something?"

you blink and second-guess yourself for a second.

"okay, no. you're not gonna gaslight your way out of this." you swat his arm, earning an irked glare from him. "why the hell did you kiss me?"

"you're imagining things, idiot. this stupid game's givin' ya some serious brain damage for sure."

he stands up and swings his bag over his shoulder.

"where are you going? we're not done yetー!"

and he's out of the door.

was he drunk off his soda? maybe he kissed you to mess with your head. he's not that cruel though, you think. maybe he couldn't think of any other way to shut you upー that was something he always struggled with after all.

at least the second time bakugo katsuki kissed you, he was kind enough to warn you.

after enduring the most awkward hour-long study session with him, you decide to put an end to your agony by wrapping it up. you start gathering your things when he stops you with a calloused hand on your wrist.

"what?" you turn to him, your cheeks already heating up from his touch.

there are no thoughts you could read behind those vermillion eyes, and all of a sudden, you don't know your best friend very well anymore.

he walks some tentative steps closer to you until the back of your knees hit the table. he cradles your jaw with such delicacy you didn't even know he was capable of. he slips past your awaiting lips and presses his nose on the side of your head, his warm breath kissing your flushed skin.

"punch me in the face and scram if you don't want this, got it?"

you gulp and forget to answer if not for the gentle squeeze on your wrist. "y/n, you got it?"

"s-sure."

when you two kiss, it's different from last time. it's unhurried, curious, and so intoxicating. the kiss speaks: 'i want you. i want you. i want you' but whose thoughts are these?

he groans into your lips as if to urge you to keep up with the sheer hungriness that has consumed him. you try your best to do so as he deepens the kiss with a palm on the back of your head and practically drinks you in. he doesn't pull away until he hears the tiny whine that escapes you.

"shit, sorry." he mutters, avoiding your stunned gaze.

"t's okay."

"did i hurt you?" the quiet lilt of his voice surprises you.

"no, no. i'm okay, but why'd you kiー"

"bye." he blurts out as he turns to the door and leaves, as if he didn't just invaded your mouth and permanently tainted the years of friendship you two have had. you click your tongue as the heat subsides in your cheeks.

"son of a bitch."

the third time bakugo katsuki kissed you, you let him, and he didn't stop.

you had barely escaped death when you lost your footing while sparring with todoroki. naturally, bakugo yelled the poor guy's ear off and would have murdered him if eraserhead hadn't interfered at the last second.

now, you find yourself heaving in your bed. you don't know whether your hastened pulse is from the adrenaline rush or from the fact that bakugo is all over you right now.

he's planting feather-light kisses all over youー your cheeks, your nose, your forehead, your eyelids, your hands, and your wrist, as panicked murmurs spill out of him in between kisses. 'you scared the hell out of me. you have no idea, fuck. are you okay? are you really okay? tell me you're okay, y/n.'

"i'm okayー" you barely manage to gasp before he dips his lips into yours, desperate and frantic. tremulous hands find solace in your hips as he holds you, gentle enough not to mar your injuries but snug enough to assure his restless heart that you are safe.

your head feels hazy. your limbs ache and lie motionless, and though your lips could barely move to reciprocate his kisses as much as you wanted to, bakugo didn't stop. you tried to ask him about it the next morning, but of course, he ignored you and walked away.

you don't know when he stopped kissing you that night. all you know is that there was a line that was crossed, and your friendship was never going to be the same again.

bakugo katsuki is going to kiss you again. your heart thrums incessantly. whether it's dread or anticipationー you don't know.

you think about the sensation of his lips that's become so familiar to you that you've learned to crave it. it shouldn't be familiar to you, and you sure as hell shouldn't want it. so you do what you think is necessary.

you kick him in the shin.

"motherfー!" sure enough, he's pissed. "what the hell is wrong with you?!"

"what the hell is wrong with you?!"

"i was going toー"

"no! you're not gonna kiss me again and walk away and pretend it never happened. you're messing with my head, katsuki! it's not funny!"

"wasn't trying to be funny!" he barks back.

"okay, so what exactly are you trying to do? what is this? i meanー" you stammer, struggling to find the words. "katsuki, what are we?"

he sighs and shifts his stance, his discomfort apparent. when the silence lingers on for too long, you speak.

"well, whatever it is that you want from me, we're going to stay friends. nothing more, nothing less. that's it." your breath hitches, and you don't know why you feel like crying as you speak. "... so i don't want your stinky mouth anywhere on me again."

silence weighs heavily between you. sometimes you wish you didn't know him too well, then the hurt he veils in his eyes wouldn't be so plain and vivid to you, and you would have walked away by now without an ounce of remorse.

"i like you, y/n." is all he could say when he finally speaks.

you shake your head. "no, you're just confused."

"i'm not confused. i like you."

"katsuki, you've been bitchless all your life, and i'm just the closest thing to a s/o. maybe go take a walk or something."

"i like you." he persists. "i've liked your stupid ass forー"

"stop saying that. you don't."

"i do, and you like me tooー"

"what?!" you laugh incredulously.

'who does this dumbass think he is?' is he right? surely, he's not. then what are you so afraid of in the first place? why have you been counting down the days until he kisses you again? why do you yearn for his touch as if it's something you own? why do you feel so infuriated and so tormented when he leaves the room after kissing you?

you do what is necessary again.

"you're delusional!" you yell at his face, a childish shrill that's awfully familiar to your childhood best friend.

"jesus christ." he inhales sharply in frustration. "you're a fucking pussy, y/n."

you clench your jaw and match his glare. anger surges in your chest and bleeds into your voice.

"i'm not the one who chickens out after kissing their best friend! you can't even acknowledge the fact that you kissed me because you'reー!"

"do you think i want to chicken out? why do you think i run away after kissing you?! if i stayed and confessed all this shit the first time, you would've refused to hear it like the damn coward you are!" he leans close to you, his voice lowering into a ragged snarl that quickens your pulse. "and you're just proving it right now, y/n. you're always going to shut this down and deny your feelings because you're a fucking pussy. you're terrified of relationships, and it's dumbest shit ever. pathetic, really."

you rear back from his words. if anything, you always thought it was katsuki who was afraid of love. now, you can't help but feel small and vulnerable underneath his searing gaze.

"it's not dumb..." you shuffle uncomfortably. "what, i'm supposed to ruin our friendship for a relationship that we're going to break off anyway?"

"we're not going to break it off."

"how do you know that?"

"because i'll be the best goddamn boyfriend in the world!"

"first of all, gross." you scoff. "second of all, it's never gonna work out! you're going to get sick of me in three days max."

"i've known you since we were brats, and i still want you."

"you literally said no man's sane enough to put up with my obnoxious ass."

he smirks. "i said 'insufferable ass'."

"katsuki!" you fight the urge to strangle him and punch that stupid smile off his face.

"wasn't even serious that time." he grimaces and reluctantly continues. "you know damn well you can pull any guy you want, and he'd be the luckiest bastard on earth."

if it were any other day, you'd grin at him and say 'i told you so,' but your lips remain unmoved, and your eyes stay dim. you're afraid you'll never go back to being the same katsuki and y/n again.

"this is pointless, katsuki. i mean, look! we're already fighting." you grouch and tell yourself you don't want this. "i still don't want us to happen so while this friendship is still salvable, let's agree to stay friends, and whatever sappy shit you feel for meー suck it up."

in one swift motion, he closes the distance between you, his face hovering dangerously over yours.

"suck it up?" he breathes, his face taut in frustration. "restraining myself from you is the hardest shit i've ever had to do. it takes everything in me not to kiss your stupid face!"

he shudders, weakly resting his forehead against yours as if this conversation alone has exhausted him. still, he goes on.

"and everytime i failedー everytime i kissed those lips, it was... a moment of weakness, but that's the fucking problemー you're just..." he buries his face into the crook of your neck, a desperate attempt to escape your wide-eyed gaze. "i'm weak for you, y/n. every second. and it drives me fucking insane that you keep running away from me."

he rises to meet your eyes again. the cadence of his voice changes into something weak and desperate, stripped of all the pride and anger he's ever known.

"i love youー fuck. i love you." he lets the words hang in the air, letting the words hear itself spoken because for once, you're not stopping him. "i love you, so please... let me."

after much thought and another agonizing minute of silence, you lean in to kiss bakugo katsuki.

he kisses back almost instantly and revels in the way you wrap your arms around his neck and bear your weight on him completely. he kisses back ardently, his pent-up desires and years of longing etched in the way he seeks your lips, kiss after kiss after kiss.

when you finally pull away, you're met with a devilish smirk, his begging eyes long gone. you wonder to yourself when you'll see those eyes again.

"took ya long enough." he kisses you again. he raises a brow at the way you're caging him in your arms. "jesus, no one's gonna snatch me from you."

"i'm making sure you don't run away again, dumbass."

"i won't." he says earnestly as he props his forehead against yours. "and you won't either. i'll make sure of that."

you nod your head with a giddy smile as he pecks your lips again.

"so..." you say as you exaggerate a pensive look, a cheeky grin spreading across your face. "we're best friends who occasionally kiss?"

he rolls his eyes. "you're impossible."

"recite that speech again, and i'll consider calling you my boyfriend."

"fuck off!"

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[luv4berry]

Can you pls make one abt miles and yn getting into a very heated argument and she slaps him for saying smth outrageous and then she leaves and he climbs into her window after a few hours and tries to work it out with her

anything for you.

earth 42!miles morales x fem!reader

SUMMARY: you go over to miles practically drenched in another man's cologne, and he jumps to conclusions all too quickly.

GENRE: fluff to angst to fluff.

WARNINGS: bickering/arguing, physical contact made by reader, jealous miles, cursing, kissing/making out, suggestive (?) miles calling women females (this needs a trigger warning in itself), CORNYYY

AUTHORS NOTE: yo why this tumblr shit lowkey fun? + this is my first request agagaa thank you!! omg and i hit 200?? and my eyes only is almost at 2k notes wtf r y’all onnnn?? anyways thank you for requesting! i didn’t make miles say anything too outrageous just so he could redeem himself later on, hope you like it!

“you look so good,” your boyfriend says for what seems like the 100th time today, his large hands immediately dropping to your bare waist, fidgeting with your waist beads as he leans in to mold your lips, a smile gracing his face when you return his affection.

“all mine.” he mutters as he intensifies the kiss, his hands approaching the waist band of his boxers that you’ve claimed as your own. when he lifts your feet off the ground, the heels of your feet lock around his back, a giggle escaping your lips when he lays you down on his bed. you pull away from him, laying the palms of your hands on his chest to keep him away when he pursues your lips once more.

“miles, we can’t make out all day.” you giggle, running your manicured fingers down his chest.

“says who?” he buries his head in the crevice between your neck and shoulder, leaving wet kisses along the space when he suddenly pauses.

he removes his head from the crevice, sitting up to which you follow.

“baby,” you hum in acknowledgement, “where’d you go today?” he questions you, a hint of an indistinguishable emotion in his voice.

“just here, why?” you question him, running your nails up and down his neck. a look of confusion immediately sweeps over your features when he calmly removes your hand from his body.

“cause you smell like somebody been rubbing all up on you.” he looks you up and down, leaning in to now smell your clothes, hair, neck, anything within the perimeter really.

he pulls back, “who were you with?” his expression solidified.

“nobody, i swear i don’t know why i smell.” you reason with him, genuinely confused as well.

“oh? so the smell just magically took over your hair and your clothes?”

he completely gets up from his position next to you, hovering over you. “y/n, i know im not tripping, who the hell was rubbing up on you and why’s the smell so strong? that’s what we doin’ now? and then you got the audacity to bring your ass over to my house, lay in my bed, and wear my clothes.”

“what are you implying?” you scowl at him, now rising to your own feet.

“im implying that you forreal out here fucking on other dudes when you got a whole ass boyfriend.”

the next few moments go by swiftly and mindlessly, but the scorching sensation left in the palm of your left hand enables you to process what just happened almost immediately; you slapped him. though, not an ounce of regret filled your tank of emotions, adrenaline being the only identifiable one.

“i don’t know who the hell you’re talking to but it can’t be me, how dare you?” you glare at him, the imprint of your palm already making its mark on his face, the surrounding skin blemishing. “when have i ever done something like that to you?”

“today, apparently.” he mumbles under his breath, caressing the skin of his cheek to soothe the discomfort.

you look at him like he’s just grown 3 heads before silently walking over to the corner of his room, pulling his graphic tee over your shoulders. you immediately lunge it at him, same with his boxers, bracelets, his necklace, anything of his that is currently making contact with you. you zip up your navy blue hoodie, slipping your sweatpants over your bare legs.

you bring your tote bag over your shoulder, making your way towards his window which he currently guards, glaring at you from where you stand.

“miles, get the hell out my way before i pop you in your mouth next.”

“i want his name and address, you not going anywhere till i get an answer.”

you flail your arms in his face, “are you deaf or just stupid? there is no “him” because the only person i been rubbing up on is you!”

“baby, i don’t smell like no cheap ass cologne.”

“don’t call me that, move!” you raise your voice, stepping up to him.

“what’s his name?”

“you’re crazy.” you scoff, instead bolting for the front door. you’re mindful of mama rio cooking in the kitchen, slipping past quietly as to not raise any suspicion. though, you do bid her a quiet farewell, yet even when you slip out the front door with a smile on your face she knows something isn’t right by the way miles isn’t trailing behind you.

“miles, qué pasó?” she calls out from the kitchen, wiping her hands down her apron and subtly knocking on her sons door before entering.

“it’s nothing.” he calls back, digging his cheek into his pillow to prevent his mother from spotting the blossoming blemish. he didn’t want to explain how he got you so worked up that you slapped him to his mother, or anyone for that matter.

“it’s nothing? invite her over for dinner tonight.” rio arches her brow, taking a seat next to her son on the bed.

“we aren’t on good terms right now.” he sighs out, rubbing his hands over his eyes.

“even more of a reason to invite her over, right?” rio says, making her way out of his bedroom before miles could come up with a rebuttal.

he lazily grabs his phone when it pings, though when he realizes the message is from you, he throws it on the floor until the phone pings with a second message. he groans loudly swiping open your messages.

one attachment

next time don’t make stupid assumptions you dick

the photo captioned was of a half empty cologne bottle you had probably found somewhere in your home, miles heart immediately dropping to his stomach.

okay, maybe he fucked up a teensy tiny bit.

when you got home, you racked your brain for a possible explanation as to why you smelled like anything other than your boyfriend. you were stumped till your brother had walked past you, the aroma that had gotten miles so worked up earlier clouding your senses immediately.

you lay on the pad of your tummy on your king sized bed, your irritable mood causing a burning sensation to spread throughout your body. though it may not be displayed through your face, you were absolutely livid. after all you’ve done for him, this is what you got in return, his unprecedented allegations.

sure it was reasonable to be suspicious, but to outright accuse you? you’ve never given him any reason not to trust you, reassuring him whenever he needed it. had your words not been enough? what about your gestures? what about the times you’d cuddle up with him in bed, sleepily muttering words like “im yours,” or “i belong to you, miles.” had that not been enough?

your jittering thoughts are interrupted by a newfound presence in the corner of your room, the peripherals of your eye capturing those twin braids that you adore so much.

“nuh uh, get the hell up outta here.” you sit up, pointing back towards the window.

“deadass?” he raises both brows, staring at you dead in the eyes.

“deadass.” you return the gesture.

“nah.” he climbs into bed with you, settling his arm over your waist.

“im being serious miles, get out. don’t touch me either.” you pick up his arm as if it’s diseased, laying it over his stomach.

“you don’t like it when i touch on you?” he says in a sultry voice, and you roll your eyes.

“ma, listen to me,” he grabs your chin meeting you at eye level, your brows still furrowed out of anger. when your eyes meet his, any foreign sense of anger evaporates from your system, turning to putty in his hands, no matter how much you tried to fight it.

“you’re so pretty baby,” he kisses your downturned lips once.

“why you look so mad?” he ignorantly questions you, kissing your lips once more.

“baby smile for me?” he squishes your cheeks, yet he’s still met with silence till you finally part your lips.

“this isn’t helping your case by the way.” you roll your eyes at his obvious attempts to bribe you.

“alright, what if i came to you smelling like some other female? you wouldn’t like that huh?” he attempts to reason with you.

“i came to you smelling like my brother? and even then if you came to me smelling like some girl i would conduct a thorough investigation first.” you side eye him.

“how was i supposed to know it was your brother? i didn’t even know he was back.”

“he got back this morning, i gave him a hug and he must’ve rubbed off on me.”

“you didn’t tell me all that. so what i gotta do for you to believe im sorry, hm?” he climbs on top of you, following your darting eyes with his own.

“buy me a pandora bracelet.” you joke.

he perks up, “on god? baby i buy you jordans every other day, the hell is a bracelet?”

“i mean i was joking but you serious?”

“you didn’t know that i’d do anything for you?”

“you’re corny boooo, leave me alone.” you push his head away from yours, your facade breaking when a smile plays at your lips.

“y/n?”

“hm?”

“why do you hit so hard?”

“what do you mean?” you ask him, your outburst from earlier had completely left your mind. he turns to the side, and your eyes widen as they lay upon the imprint of your hand slowly fading,

“oh shit,” you wince, inspecting the damage of your earlier actions.

you throw the blanket off your legs, sitting on your knees to inspect further. you silently grab his hand, heading towards your bathroom as you slowly feel guilt begin to stir inside you.

“stay here.” he watches as you disappear into the hallway, coming back with a frozen pack of peas. you hold it up to his cheek for him, fiddling with the ends of his braids as you repeatedly check for signs of the bruising going away.

“im sorry miles, i shouldn’t have hit you.”

he hums in acknowledgment of your apology, parting his lips to speak. “it’s okay, i like them aggressive.”

a smile threatens your lips, your hand going up to cover your mouth to keep your false facade up.

“nah why you keep smiling?” he grabs your wrist, pulling your hand down to stare at you intently.

“stop that.” you attempt to straighten out your face.

it’s silent for the next few moments as you adjust the frozen peas seeing that the bruise had almost completely faded.

“y/n, you know im being forreal when i say i’d do anything for you, right?”

“yeah, i know.”

love, berry.

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