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Chapter 8

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Mature audience only

‼️Trigger warnings‼️Sex, oral sex, manipulation, toxic relationships, yandere, drinking, a bit of classism if you squint, degradation, brief mentions of kidnapping and assault, delusional thinking, tiny bit of animalistic predator/prey kink, gas lighting.

**From here on out Y/BF/N=Your best friends name! It was easier for me using her/she so yeah…**

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It’s about 9:00 Friday evening, and thanks to “Old Man Bakugou” and his religious bed time; The two of you are ensured privacy for the rest of the evening. So neither one of you is in a big hurry, it’s a mutual decision to take your time on one another.

Exploring the body of the only person in the world that has mapped out your flesh so throughly. Topography at its most expert level, maps aren’t actually needed for this erotic venture. Finger tips leaving invisible trails over perfect curves, and well built muscles. An occasional sigh being the only sound other than lips smacking together in sloppy kisses.

This is love, it absolutely has to be love in its most raw and sensual form. Words don’t even have to be exchanged anymore, eye contact and body language are the only forms of communication needed here. Fingers take the place of sore feet as you approach this secret sought out destination.

Your lips meld together once more as large hands are getting a good grip on your breasts, now your hips. Legs wrapped themselves around a slender waist like pythons putting the death grip on their prey. He’s positioned at your soaking entrance now, slick is like quick sand coating his skin and sucking him further down into the your depths. Your mouth falls open and the most angelic sound pours out of it.

Then the god forsaken generic apple ringtone blares loudly, the offending sound bouncing and reverberating within the room. Successful In shattering this erotic illusion you’d both lost yourselves inside of.

Katsuki curses, but makes no effort to pull out of you and soon you both let out a sigh of relief as the room quiets down once again.

“Now where were w-“

The ringtone starts up again but this time from a different part of the room, it’s your phone this time.

You put pressure on your angry lovers chest, you already know how this will go down if you don’t answer, and you aren’t interested in repeating the same scenario over again. He growls in frustration but relents and you pull on his shirt before picking up your phone.

Mom would like to FaceTime

You make sure you’re smiling before accepting the call. Once you do, you’re greeted by the sight of Mitsuki Bakugou looking into her vanity mirror.

“Y/N! I knew you would answer if I called, unlike my worthless son! Dunno why I even bother with him!” She sneers, briefly glancing at her phone before grabbing for a small glass jar off screen.

“Oh fuck off you old hag!” Katsuki shouts as you join him back on the bed, “The fuck are you pestering us for anyway?”.

“Katsuki!” you exclaim, obviously you are used to their relationship and it’s fucked up dynamics but you still hate when he insults his mother.

“I wanted to know if you two were going to come home for the weekend?” She asks, dabbing some sort of cream beneath her eyes.

Katsuki talks over you before you can reply “I never come home for the weekend unless it’s a holiday you force me to attend, and I ain’t starting to see you any more than I absolutely have to!”.

“Fine, Y/N can come home and you can stay at school, that’s a better idea anyway!”

“She doesn’t go anywhere I’m not going! So hell no!”

The two of them continue arguing, you start thinking of a resolution to this problem, all the while their volume increasing.

You’d honestly been contemplating how nice it was living with your boyfriend and his parents quite a bit since school had resumed. You like that you got all of Katsuki’s attention, you missed the evening talks you always had in the back yard with Masaru, and you liked the sporadic “Girl time” activities Mitsuki always managed to rope you up in.

“I’d like to come home for the weekend”

They both went silent after your announcement.

“HAH?!” Katsuki bellowed, mouth agape, red eyes wide open staring you down in disbelief. His mother was beaming at you, happy you agreed with her.

Katsuki was the one in control of your relationship, that was obvious and you seldom attempted to disagree with him. However; When you really wanted something you knew how to work him—for the most part. So to help smooth things over and avoid any fallout, it was time to do a little damage control.

You propped the phone up on a pillow so both you and Katsuki were in frame now. It would scare a normal, self aware, person how easily you could slip into this role, you don’t even really have to think about it. Like a well worn mask, the best nervous expression you could muster fell perfectly into place, you securely wrapped your arms around your middle, and last but not least made sure to shrink in on yourself.

A perfect replica of the most docile, doe eyed, co-dependent, girlfriend. Katsuki hates that his mother can see you two right now. He doesn’t know wether he wants to coddle and kiss you breathless, or bully his dick into you as he bites your lips and makes you cry.

“Dont you remember that everyone was making plans for tomorrow? The girls were all going out to Karoke, and the boys are going to the arcade…” you bit your lip, obviously anxious, before continuing “I..I don’t want to go out somewhere like that without you, what if something happens-“.

“Shit you’re right! I forgot about that…” he mumbles, surely shitty hair and dunce face would be harassing him for missing a “boys night out” or whatever the fuck- and he doesn’t want to hear their shit.

“Okay fine dammit, we’ll come home!” He relents and you make sure to hug him and give him the dazzling smile he loves so much.

“When should I pick you two up?” The older woman asks, now giving you both her full attention, skin care routine temporarily forgotten.

“You’re coming to get us? Why?” Katsuki asks but you interrupted him “Could you be here around ten? I think everyone is leaving sometime after eleven so that way we don’t have to hear any complaints saying we ditched them”.

“Ten sounds good, I’ll see you two then, good night!”

“Good night mom, see you in the morning!”

“HEY! DONT JUST IGNORE-“

*click*

You set your phone on the night stand beside his, then pull his shirt back over your head and toss it off the side of the bed. Laying back down you innocently glance up at him, throwing his words from earlier back at him;

“Now where were we?”.

You’re lucky that you look so alluring splayed out beneath him, otherwise you’d be in trouble for sassing him. The sliver of moon light sneaking in through the curtains was illuminating your features in the best way. You looked ethereal, like some erotic goddess.

His dream girl…

The following morning you and Katsuki exited the elevator into the common area just five minutes before you were going to be picked up.

“Hey, good morning you guys!” Kirishima is the first to greet you both with a smile (as usual). That smile quickly turned into a frown when he noticed the over night bag that Bakugou held tossed over one shoulder, “You guys are leaving? But what about going to the arcade this afternoon-“ he’s cut off by Mina appearing beside him “Y/N I wanted you to be my partner for karaoke!” She whines.

“The old hag needs us home for something this weekend, besides you’re going with all the other extras, s’not like we’re really needed anyway” Katsuki says dismissively before looking at you “Ready?”.

You nod happily, “Sorry Mina, next time for sure! See you guys on Sunday!”

Both of your friends sigh defeatedly as the two of you exit the building.

“They’re pretty much inseparable at this point” Kirishima says thoughtfully.

“It’s not healthy for the two of them to always only spend time together, they’re isolating themselves” Mina says, frustrated at the red head’s failure to see things for what they truly were.

He cocks his head to the side, curious to why pinky is once again bothered by something he isn’t able to perceive.

“Just forget I-“

“Excuse me?” the pinkette is cut off by someone else’s sudden appearance.

“How can we help you? Don’t think I’ve see you around here before” Kirishima asks, friendly smile in place and eager to assist the newcomer. “I’m actually in general studies…my name is Y/BF/N, I’m actually looking for Y\N? Pretty sure this is the right building…” the girl glances around the common area in hopes of spying a familiar face.

“Unfortunately you Just missed her, she won’t be back until Sunday evening” Mina informs the newcomer, who instantly looks crestfallen. “Oh…well okay, thanks anyway” y/bf/n says, hanging her head as she’s turning to leave. “Wait!” the sudden exclamation stops the sad girl and she turns back towards the other girl who shouted after her.

“How do you feel about karaoke?”

Katsuki notices the small smile you’d had since waking up this morning is still on your face and it makes his chest tighten; “You haven’t stopped smiling, everything okay in there?”. He taps your temple, you huff and shove him, taking mock offense to his question.

“Well I was happy I’d finally have you all to myself for once but now…” you trail off as the two of you stop at the curb. “Oh shudup” he growls, pulling you against him by the waist. Placing a kiss to your temple and now smiling himself at the series of adorable giggles he’s rewarded with. A second later a familiar SUV pulls up infront of the two of you and your doting boyfriend opens the door for you.

You were coming along perfectly, Katsuki thought before hearing a shrill “Hurry up brat!”. That rare smile was instantly replaced with his signature grimace reserved only for his mother, as he joins you in the back seat.

“Where’s Pops?” He asks, not even bothering to properly greet his mother.

“One of the top ten heroes had a baby recently and she Insisted that your father be the one to shoot her reintroduction and the baby’s introduction to hero society” Mitsuki explains as she pulls away from the school, seamlessly maneuvering the car onto the cross town freeway on ramp.

“Where are we going mom?” You ask curiously, not resisting when Katsuki pulls you across the bench seat towards him. “One of our friends is entirely clearing out their showroom for new arrivals, so-“ Katsuki cuts her off “So we get to take our pick of all the stuff they have before it inevitably goes into the incinerator so no one “unworthy” gets ahold of it”. Narrowed red eyes give him a death glare from the rear view mirror, which he returns with his own identical glare. “Oh umm..wow that’s cool…I think? But what do you mean by unworthy?” you ask, concern evident in your voice. “Don’t listen to him y/n, you know how he is…Some designers choose to dispose of their left over stock differently than others, they don’t want their employees reselling things or to end up having their brand in a discount store, that’s all” the older woman is good at putting your nerves at ease. You relax, temporarily slouching from the added weight of Katsuki’s arm around your shoulders making you lean against him.

You and Mitsuki talk most of the car ride, with Katsuki occasionally giving his input in the form of insults or sarcasm. By the time the car stops you are extremely relieved at the brief respite from the wandering hands getting more and more brazen in their exploration of your body. The handsy young man growls as you slip out from underneath his arm and hop out of the car. He’s quick to get out and round the vehicle to grab you around the middle.

“Told you before princess” he squeezes your sides before whispering “You won’t ever get away from me”.

You squeal as the merciless tickle attack begins, “Okay Okay I won’t try to escape! I surrender!” You say between fits of giggles. Mitsuki watches the two of you as she gets out of the car, suprised by her son’s out of character behavior. She hasn’t seen a smile that wasn’t mean spirited, on Katsuki’s face since he was small.

Maybe there was hope for the brat after all…Ever since you came along you’d gelled so well with their family, it was obvious why her son was beyond enamored with you. She stealthily snaps a picture of the adorable scene and stowed her phone back inside her purse.

“Katsuki, leave the poor girl alone before you end up hurting her! You always have to be so rough, I didn’t raise you to become such a brute!”

Hearing his mother’s voice popped the little bubble of joy that had surrounded you and him. Straightening himself up and scowling once more, he merely huffs, shoving his hands back in his pockets. You quickly smooth out your undoubtedly ruffled clothes and hair, face still burning as you work at catching your breath.

As the three of you begin your walk down a side street you realize something; “Hey, isn’t this the place you took me to the first time we went out together?”.

“Yep, sure is” the older woman stops and knocks on a random door in the alleyway, “Too bad we have Katsuki with us, we could have had another fun girl’s day if it wasn’t for him”.

“Hey!” the aforementioned boy snarls, and you are quick to place a dainty hand on his shoulder, sliding it down to rub his back and smile up at him. His frown shifts into a goofy grin as he wraps an arm around you.

Y/n has the magic touch apparently.

“You told me and I almost didn’t believe you! Now I’m seeing it with my own eyes! Little Katsuki is finally growing up and settling down!”

The exclamation ruins the love sick exchange you seemed to keep getting caught up in. You turn to see Mitsuki standing beside an equally as pretty older woman with long silver hair. Both of them look like harpies, smirking at the two of you. Beckoning you to her side, Mitsuki gives you an introduction; “Y/N this is my good friend Haori, we’ve known each other since design school”.

“Oh she is definitely just as gorgeous as you said” Haori says with a nod as she looks you up and down “I saw you at the fashion show, but all those bright lights kept me from getting a good look at your face! You did amazing by the way, everyone has been talking about you ever since!”.

“Thank you, it’s so nice to meet you!”You extend your hand and she accepts it, giving you a good natured hand shake “I don’t understand why anyone would be talking about me though, I’m not a big deal or a big name”.

“Look at you being so modest! Here I am being a horrible host, Come inside you guys!” Haori leads you into the large show room. There are racks and tables scattered throughout the entire room, all filled with different articles of clothing.

“My assistant is out on an errand and Im just dying for a shot of espresso, so we’re going to the cafe up the street” the silver haired woman explains as she pulls on her cardigan and points her clutch in your direction, “Katsuki, Y/N, the two of you can start looking through all of this, whatever you want, it’s your’s!”. As the two women head out the door you’d originally come In from, Mitsuki pauses yelling “Katsuki you better not use your quirk at all while we’re gone!”. Waiting for his angry exclamation of agreement before slamming the door shut behind her.

“Hopefully they’ll get fuckin’ lost somewhere or somethin’ “ Katsuki sneers, already feeling the oppressive weight that always comes with his mother’s presence, beginning to dissipate. Intent on copping another feel or two, he turns around only to see you already have crossed the room.

You move from a smaller rack, to one of the many cluttered tables. Watching how you timidly look through the piles; Occasionally holding something up by pinching the fabric within your dainty little fingertips, makes the normally brooding boy smile.

Don’t you know how adorable you are?

Five minutes pass and the “cute aggression” you’ve spurned, has grown too much for the aspiring hero to continue ignoring it.

The sudden bout of manhandling you are subjected to, has you jump and let out a squeak of fright. Before you can activate your quirk a familiar hand covers your fist.

“S’okay lil bunny, no need to be afraid it’s jus me” the signature rasp in your ear and breath tickling your neck has you sagging back into his chest.

“That’s not too reassuring coming from a wolf, you know?” You joked, cocking your head to the side as he replies;

“That’s right, my kind eat adorable little things like you don’t they?”.

His eyes darkened and his hands squeeze you, your pulse quickens from immediately sensing foreboding on the horizon. “Awww that little bunny heart of yours’ is going pitter patter now, you scared? Scared the wolf might just devour you?” his voice is deep and menacing. Chills run down your spine and you shiver nervously, the sudden growl he emits gets a whimper in response.

Before you know it, you get shoved down on the table you’d just been looking at. The oversized T-shirt dress you’d wore is pushed up above your chest, and you see your panties being slipped into your boyfriend’s pocket.

“Katsuki! We cannot do this here! No no no!” You exclaim, thrashing around in attempts to get away.

“The beast is hungry princess, be a good girl and wet his appetite, hah?” The last word accompanying a puff of warm air over your mound. At the moment your lover does look incredibly beast like; What with his darkened ruby irises currently being overtaken by blown wide pupils, how his staring up at you from between your legs is effortlessly keeping you locked in place. He wordlessly dares you to try stopping him, but it only succeeds in bringing forth that sticky sweet ooze from your innermost depths. If he doesn’t get a taste of you right this second he might just lose his mind.

The first lave of his tounge over your lower set of lips has your adorable mewl echoing his guttural groan. A glimpse of movement catches in the corner of his predatory eye, and he’s quick to notice two of your cute little fingers moving in a tip toe like fashion as they encroach upon his territory.

You know better.

Just as he’s about to snatch your wrist in a firm grip, the tip toeing fingers slip in between your sticky lips to part them. You are obviously embarrassed; Studying the wall, refusing to look at him as you chew your bottom lip.

Now Katsuki can lap at your delicious cunt without obstruction. It’s so adorable to see the occasional twitch from your swelling bud, he ignores that special spot on purpose. Only after he’s tongue fucked both of your precious holes, does he reward your desperate whining. His flattened tongue slowly brushes up against your sensitivity, causing your entire body to jerk. Teasing the pearl with sucks of his lips, and nibbles with his teeth. He knows you’re about to cum and he wants his tounge buried in your cunt when you do. You don’t even have time to cry for the loss of contact, as a sparking fingertip presses itself down on your clit.

Time stops as both your mind and body seem to have short circuited, thus triggering an emergency shut down.

Metaphorically speaking of course.

Only a few minutes have passed since your short, but now your body’s natural electric currents are all kinds of fucked up, and out of whack.

When you do finally come too, you notice that your T-Shirt dress is back in place. The dark haze that had previously invaded the showroom has disappeared; Sunlight streams in, effectively and immediate to scourge its presence. Realizing where you are, you quickly get up off the table, and instantly regret it as your legs buckle beneath your weight. You don’t even touch the ground as those familiar strong arms wrapped around your waist. “Careful dumb bunny, you shouldn’t be scampering around just yet” Katsuki says with a nip to your ear.

“Ow! Sukiii stop, I’m not a dumb bunny anymoreee” you whine as he shifts you from side to side.

“You are whatever the hell I say you are baby, get used to it” he smirks at you expectantly.

“Yes Katsuki” you force yourself not to sigh.

☕️ 🫖 🧋

“Geez, I thought we were best friends…How could you have kept me entirely out of the loop for this long?” Haori says with frown, fully expressing her displeasure with the woman seated across from her.

“Don’t give me that shit, you’ve been just as busy as I have, I dont like telling you bits and pieces of a story when I have a few minutes here or there, I’d rather spill it all at once” Mitsuki huffs, evidently exasperated.

“She’s a sweet girl, I could tell that right off that bat…As well as the fact she has a great deal of respect and admiration for you, and seems to be quite taken with Katsuki” the silver haired woman pauses to lightly sip at her latte with double shots of espresso, “Seems like a promising new addition to the Bakugou family, any thoughts on who you want to design the wedding dress?”.

“Is that your way of offering your services?”

“Hmmm, I was thinking we could do it as a collaborative piece, it’s been awhile”

Both women smirk at each other before sharing a laugh.

As the two of them start the walk back towards the showroom the conversation shifts.

“So what ever happened with the girl he was so obsessed with a while back? I know that was a pretty stressful time for you, but you seem to be in better spirits now…Did you pay her off or something?” Haroi jokes, probably one of the two or three people that are allowed to do so with the easily angered blonde woman.

During all the drama her son was causing, Mitsuki often times ended up confiding in her oldest, most trustworthy friend. She hadn’t even mentioned the situation to her own mother. Haori has obviously watched Katsuki grow up, she’s always been a doting auntie to her best friend’s son.

“He’ll never get married, no woman could put up with that boy! I’m just praying he’s smart enough to not end up with some trashy baby momma on his back constantly, selling lies to the press” the sad mother had lamented after the two of them had polished off a third bottle of whine.

Or end up in jail for stalking or kidnapping…

Haori didn’t vocalize that thought, hopefully it’s just a phase the boy will grow out of. Then again….

She’d had a front row seat to the unnerving, development of the shit show courtship between his parents, and Katsuki did seem to take after Mitsuki. Hell, only three letters made the difference between their names.

For all intents and purposes; The two adults seemed to have a loving relationship, even if things started out kind of psychotic rough. Returning from the kitchen, the silver haired woman dismissed the uncomfortable train of thought.

It’s time to play the supportive aunt/friend.

With a noncommittal sniff, she opens the fourth bottle of whine;

“Don’t say such things, Katsuki is a good boy…He‘ll figure out social interactions eventually”.

The pop the cork made drowned out the sob of her best friend.

“That girl is who you just met”

Mitsuki takes another step before realizing Haori wasn’t beside her.

Instead, she stood stalk still, “W-What did you say?” Her voice shook as she spoke. With an irritated huff, Mitsuki turns around and the two women lock eyes.

This was the exact conversation/confrontation she’d hoped to avoid.

“What about this one princess?” Katsuki asks cheekily, holding up an artfully cut off tank top that looked like it would barely cover the bottom of your tits, “Wouldja wear this for me if I asked you to?”. “Aren’t you technically asking right now?” You smile over your shoulder at him. “Well I’m adding it to the pile either way” he says, tossing the shirt in with the rest of your guy’s combined things.

“You don’t think we may have went a bit over board?” You ask, now that you are finished going through everything.

“Like I said earlier, all of this stuff is going in the incenerator anyway! So it’s a good thing we got so much, ya know? Waste not, want not, all that bullshit” his arms are around your waist and his prominent jaw is poking into your shoulder as he holds you from behind. Katsuki Is silently enjoying your scent and the warmth you emit, unknowingly to you he’s just basking himself in everything that makes up your aura.

“I’m surprised mom isn’t back yet…”

The mention of his mother is always quick to ruin the mood.

“Fuckin inconsiderate hag, had I known she was gonna take her sweet time id of actually fucked you” he growls, biting your neck harder than usual.

You Yelp at the sudden pain, quick to try and pull away but as usual he doesn’t allow it, “No No baby, you can’t escape me, remember?”.

Taking your silence as submission, his hands start wandering down your hips.

“Came so hard for me earlier, just think if I could have pulled another two or three outta ya?” He rasps in your ear, kissing the bite mark he’d just given you, taking care to lave his tounge over the sore spot before kissing it again.

“Got my balls so full princess, fuckin’ aching to fill you up just how you like” you whimper softly as the crude words sink in. He knows you’re already slicking up again, once his fingertips reach the edge of your oversized shirt they immediately slip underneath it.

“You Gonna be a good girl for me once we get home?” Katsuki toys with the edge of your panties as he poses the question, you shamelessly press your ass against his clothed dick, “This perfect little princess cunt is going to drain me dry isn’t it? Should I put one nut on your face, or empty both of ‘em into that greedy lil pussy of your’s? Hah?!”.

“Katsuki!”

The shout of his name was originally supposed to be in surprise of such vulgarity, but a sharp smack to your wet pussy lips stings.

Now his hand is around your throat, lightly squeezing as a warning,

“Don’t pretend for one second you aren’t MY depraved little cum whore, you were begging for it the first time I ever fucked you”.

A sudden realization dawned on Katsuki after that last statement left his lips. If you would have seen the look on his face you would have been frightened,

“I just figured something out, you should know you can’t keep secrets from me by now…”.

He sounded too happy, always better to keep him that way. Before you get to hear the reasoning behind his newest delusion, you can hear two female voices quickly approaching.

“Hags are back” your enlightened lover sneers, and you’re finally released from the over bearing, bear’s hug.

“Are you brats all finished?” Mitsuki asks as both her and Haori re-enter the showroom. You gesture towards the neatly folded piles behind you, “Hopefully it’s not too much”.

“My dear it’s more like; It’s never enough!” the silver haired woman pats you on the shoulder “The two of you can consider this an early wedding present from your favorite auntie!”.

You hear spluttering from somewhere across the room, followed by a loud “HAH?!”.

With all of your new things safetly put away inside, Katsuki slams the trunk shut. “Watch it!” Snarls his mother from where you stand with the two older women. “Thank you again for your generosity! I appreciate it more than I can describe!” You continue your tirade of gratitude with another bow.

“Dear, It’s really not a big deal…” Haori says, attempting to wave you off.

“That’s just how she is; The poor thing was reduced to tears the first time I took her shopping, such a thoughtful daughter I have to make up for my terrible son!” Mitsuki smiles at your embarrassment from her admission.

“So I’ll make sure to have my assistant call your’s to remind you about our next get together, we’ll let them sweat those details”.

You thank Haori one more time before bidding her farewell and going to join a brooding Katsuki in the car. The two women talk for a few minutes more before giving one another a hug.

Maybe you’re mistaken but it almost seemed like there was something off between them when they got back earlier…Hopefully it’s not an issue that could cause lasting damage to such a lengthy and cherished friendship!

The thought saddens you when your own damaged friendship comes to mind. When’s the last time you’d even talked to y/bf/n? It’s been awhile. Ever since you and Katsuki got together she’s had nothing but negative and hurtful things to say about it. You refused to listen to any naysay, especially after she was one of the main people that got in your ear and influenced that first break up.

Why can’t you just be happy for me?!Someone finally let me know I’m worth loving, it was so devestating to know I almost destroyed my chance to experience what real love is like all based on the accusations from you and the others!

Y/N how could you even say that I don’t want you to be happy? You are my best friend, I love you and want what’s best for you! Bakugou is not good for you, in such a short time he’s already done such awful things to you! He r-

ENOUGH! That’s ENOUGH!

I don’t want anything to do with you until you are willing to set your biased feelings aside…Until then, I’m no longer your friend!

Replaying the memory of the last time you spoke to y/bf/n now had you feeling more angry, than lonely or sad.

How ignorant! I bet she would come up with some excuse for what my family did, or even go so far as to tell me that my family didn’t really abandoned me last summer! Then subject me to how it wasn’t appropriate for me to move in with Suki and his parents! Or try to claim they have ulterior motives or something equally as horrible!

You look over at your boyfriend and appreciate his handsome side profile; Unable to stop yourself from running your fingers through his unruly blonde spikes. He feigned annoyance at the action; You know it’s a farce, so it’s no surprise when you feel yourself being pulled across the back seat and pressed into his side once more.

You let out an audible sigh of contentment and begin nuzzling him with your cheek. It’s rare for you to be so affectionate with him, but the same feelings of satisfactory pleasure are coursing all throughout Katsuki’s mind once again. He’s really starting to believe that he’s reprogrammed you into what you were supposed to be all along.

Mitsuki notices how quiet you two are and chances a glance in the rear view mirror. She smiles at the adorably innocent scene taking place behind her. How could Haori have possibly thought this was all Katsuki’s one sided obsession with you? To even suggest you were somehow forced into being with him…Thankfully she’d been able to make the other woman understand that wasn’t at all the case.

Once again the mother chances a glance in her rear view mirror. She hasn’t seen her son so happy and at peace since he was a small child. Somehow you’d brought a sense of peace to their family unit as a whole, maybe with you now apart of it, they could heal and repair those broken bonds.

For a long time now the matriarch of the Bakugou family has had an empty space in her heart. No one other than her husband is aware of what happened to put it there in the first place….Maybe now it just might be able to be filled.

You belong in their family, and as your new “Mom”, Mitsuki was going to make sure you stay apart of it, no matter what.

Katsuki’s head rests atop your’s that’s on his shoulder, both of your eyes are closed and identical smiles adorn your faces. A smile of her own appears on the proud mother’s face, her teary eyes focusing on the road ahead of her once more as she decides;

It’s all for the best.

🎶 🎤 🍹

Hours later, in a karaoke bar stationed in the heart of downtown; Mina and y/bf/n belt out the last few lyrics of their FIFTH song of the evening. Applause fills the room as the rest of 1-A’s females cheer each other on. Stumbling over to a small love seat in the far back corner of the room they both plop down. The pinkette would argue with a mother hen MoMo that she and her new bestie were not anywhere near drunk…just enjoying a nice buzzzzzz. Which the sober female immediately disregarded as she forced two cold water bottles into each of their hands and walked off.

“Thanks for coming out and being my partner! Since my original partner ditched me!” Mina exclaims, hugging the girl beside her.

“N-No problem…Th-Thanks for inviting m-m-m-e…m-m-mi-Mina” y/bf/n stutters in attempts to fight off an onslaught of tears.

“Aw honey! What’s wrong?”

Noticing the tears now falling down the other girl’s face.

“Y-You c-ca-can’t t-t-tell any-anyone what ima say okayyy? Promise?” The crying girl rubs at her eyes and extends a pinky to the pinkette holding onto her.

“I promise”

Ochacko and Tsu’s terrible rendition of some god awful pop song drowns out the sobs and storytelling taking place in the back of the room. Mina doesn’t know if it’s the liquor or things she’s being told that are making her stomach churn as she listens to y/bf/n spilling her heart out.

“-Then she told me that she wasn’t interested in being my friend anymore…Not unless I accept him and her being together…I just don’t understand it Mina, some of those things I told you I speculated were happening, but the other things I’m positive he did to her! But when I’ve tried to talk to her about any of it, it’s like she has no recollection of what I’m talking about, it’s like none of it ever happened…” a hiccup follows her finishing sharing.

Mina gives the other girl a hug, whispering praises in her ear.

When she promises to help you and set things right between you and your once best friend, her fingers are crossed behind her back.

🤞

A/N: I feel like this chapter is integral to the storie’s progression. We gotta get the set up for that dark turn of events, right? Lemme know what you guys think.

Ps: All of my TAG LISTS stay OPEN! To join all you need to do is comment:❤️‍🔥❤️‍🔥❤️‍🔥 or ask to be added.

#katsuki bakugou #yandere bakugou #yandere bnha #bakugou x reader #bakugou smut #Bakugo smut #bakugo x reader #Bakugou family #Katsuki bakugou x y/n #Katsuki bakugo x y/n #bnha x y/n #yandere family #bnha smut

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The Good and the Bad (Axl Rose x Reader)

Pairing: Axl x Reader

Words: 1,298

Request: @outofgoldenslumber “hey;) can I have an oneshot or imagine where reader had a real bad day today and she’s feeling hurt but when her new bf, Axl calls her, she fakes a happy, cheerful tone in her voice because she knows he likes her energetic and bright personality. But he can tell that she sounds different, and when he sees her at night after work he comforts her!”

A/N: Sorry for the late update! You would think it would be easier to write in this quarantine. Today’s topic: bad days. If you’re ever feeling down or helpless or hopeless, please reach out to someone! I’m always here for all of you if you ever think you don’t have anyone. ❤️

Taglist: @ubernoxa @the--blackdahlia @reigns420 @stradlin-cold-heartbreaker ❤️

Boy, when it rains it really does pour, was your bitter and sarcastically drenched thought as another thing went wrong during your day. Nothing had gone right, unless you counted waking up with your health. And normally, you were exactly the type of person that focused on that sort of thing. You were constantly looking to the bright side.

Your friends called you sunshine. When they were down, they didn’t have to seek you out—you were just there, to be their shoulder, to make them laugh and smile. Your boyfriend had told you just as much as well.

“I saw your smile from across the room,” was the first thing he told you when he approached you. “There ain’t no way a girl like you doesn’t have someone, but please, tell me I’m wrong.” You had just laughed.

“I am actually single. I’m kinda focusing on myself right now.” You told him politely with a smile. There was something about him that interested you, maybe it was the blatant confidence he carried or the hidden depths of tenderness in his eyes.

“Can I help you out with that?” He asked, his lips hinting at a smile. You didn’t stand a chance from that day forward. “I’m Axl.”

Axl constantly told you the same things your friends told you; you were his ray of light. His band mates told you they had never seen him more stable, never seen him so content, so at peace. They were positive it was you rubbing off on him. You were seen as a gift from heaven, this little positive happy-go-lucky angel that fixed frowns and woes.

That was what you were known for, for better or worse. But even you had your limits.

These bad moments were thankfully rare, but when they hit, they were really bad. You could take a lot, you could normally rationalize, but you were also only human. Your day soon had you on the floor in a flood of tears, the laundry you were in the process of doing left abandoned at the realization that you were out of detergent—the tiny straw that had broken the camel’s back. There just seemed to be so much, all the obligations, if you were going to make rent, the fact that you felt like your clothes fit different and not even being sure if you were imagining it, having nothing in your fridge for breakfast, let alone dinner, your car was almost out of gas—it was everything today.

As you sobbed quietly to yourself, your trilling telephone broke through your quiet apartment. For a moment, you allowed it to ring and ignored it, until you started to feel bad about it. You cried a little more at the irony, you feeling bad about feeling bad, before you made your way over to the phone.

“Hello?” You finally answered into the line.

“...Baby? Is that you?” It was Axl. Your face stretched in surprise and you quickly began wiping at your tears as if he could see them.

“Oh, Axl, hi!” You rushed to sound normal, forcing a cheery tone to your voice. “Sorry, I-I was just, uh...doing laundry.” The other end was silent for a while.

“Are you crying?” He finally asked suspiciously. Damn it, he was always so observant.

“No! No, of course not!” You laughed woodenly. “I, uh, I think I woke up kinda...you know, allergies.” You lied lamely, swallowing hard as a silent tear rolled down your cheek. You bit your lip and stubbornly wiped the tear. “No, I’m okay. I promise.”

“...I’m just calling to let you know rehearsal will probably end a little earlier tonight. So, I’ll be seeing you the minute you’re off from work, okay?” His tone was stern, as though he knew something was up.

“Okay, yeah! That’s great! I’ll see you then!” You chirped. Maybe if you ignored the feeling and pretended, you could be in a better mood by then.

The rest of your day, you bottled up all of your fears and all of the stress and went on autopilot. But every rude remark you encountered at work knocked you down a step and had you constantly on the verge of tears. When you made it back to your apartment, you were exhausted, not only physically from work, but emotionally.

Axl was waiting on the steps outside of your apartment. To your surprise, he had takeout, flowers, and—for some reason—a small potted plant.

“Hey! What’s all of this?” You said as you approached him, instantly slipping back into your cheery façade. He gave you a look as he stood.

“Babe, drop the act. I know somethings wrong.”

“I’m just tired from work.” You lied. He sighed a little.

“Listen, Y/N. I know we haven’t been together for very long, but…I want you to know I’m here for you. But you’ve gotta let me in.” You could feel your composure slipping, and it cracked entirely when he said, “you don’t have to always be strong.” He pulled you into his strong embrace just as you began to cry again.

It was just you and him, bathed in the amber glow of a streetlight and the low hum of traffic from the street. You let yourself focus on the steady beating of his heart against your chest. His chin rested on top of your head and his hands pressed into your back, holding you steady.

“I just feel like I’m letting people down if I give in to any negative feelings. Like, how can I tell people to be positive and focus on the good if I can’t even do that?”

“Hey, you’re not letting anyone down, Y/N. You’re human too, fuck, everyone has bad days. If you didn’t feel the bad, you wouldn’t ever be able to appreciate the good.” You pulled back to look at him in amazement.

“You’re right. Wow, Axl.” You replied in shock. He chuckled in amusement.

“You’re the one that told me that. It stuck with me.” He wiped your tears thoughtfully. “Listen, if you’re ever upset again, I don’t want you pretending to be okay, you hear me? You don’t ever have to pretend with me.” You shrugged in embarrassment.

“I just...I mean, no one wants to be around someone who’s just miserable.”

“I do. I’ll be there waiting ‘til you’re able to smile again. Let me be there.” He reached down and picked the bouquet of flowers and extended them out towards you. You smiled, but focused on the plant.

“...Axl...did you get me a plant?” Suddenly, he looked sheepish and avoided your gaze, instead inspecting his cowboy boots.

“Well, I didn’t want to just...get you a cliché teddy bear or chocolates because that’s pretty lame. And I just thought, you know—I don’t know, I read that having a houseplant can kinda lift your mood. It’s a fern so it puts moisture back in the air and makes it easier to breathe, I guess. I dunno. It’s kinda stupid—” you leaned forward and kissed him silent, unable to stop yourself.

“That is so incredibly thoughtful. I love it. I think it’s my favorite thing you’ve ever given me.” He laughed a little in disbelief as you scooped up the little potted fern. “What should I name it?”

“Great, how am I ever gonna top a plant?” He muttered in amusement as he followed you inside your apartment with the takeout food. Suddenly, he replied to your question. “Hey, name it Izzy.” You turned and raised a quizzical eyebrow and Axl only shrugged. “It kinda looks like him.”

Your bad day seemed farther behind you as you looked forward to a new day, where you couldn’t wait to tell Izzy he reminded Axl of your new houseplant.

#axl rose #axl rose imagine #axl rose x reader #guns n roses #guns n roses imagine #gnr imagine #gnr #izzy as a fern was just to make myself laugh lmao

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park-seonghwa · 5 years

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hhhh sorry for confusing you :')) omg same, I wish I could just hug and squeeze them and wipe their tears. When Seungmin hugged Jongho my staytiny heart exploded :') Also akdjsjs thank you so much you're so sweet, seriously😭💖 I actually posted it on my blog (I have a fanart masterlist linked (also this reveals even more about me you might already guess who I am, I suck at being secretive😭)), so after I reveal myself you could take a look at it if you wanna~

(part 1 of part 2) Sometimes one comes out more, sometimes the other. Maybe you know what I mean? I'd love to talk to you more in depth about this because if there's a chance I could somehow help you go through tough times, I want to do it.😭💓

When Shoot Me came out I was amid a breakup with my boyfriend and the lyrics of the song hit me so hard because I could relate so well to everything they sang about. Especially the bridge part with the "I'm okay, so if you wanna hurt me, baby just hurt me" because my ex kept getting more and more distant towards me and when I confronted him about it he wanted to talk to me and explain everything... 3/5

but he kept pushing "the talk" further into the future until he just ghosted me and I've never heard of him ever again nor have I ever gotten closure about what happened and why he suddenly started treating me like this. I feel like since there wasn't a clear end to our relationship it's still hurting me even though a year has passed already :/ I recently dreamed of him and that was so weird. I mean I'm over him, 100%, but I'm not over what happened,,if that makes sense 4/5

Aww thank you so much💖💖 oh well...I don't know much about giffing but I can only agree with all the other lovely people that sent you asks about it; your gifs are so amazing, so high-quality, so beautiful; I really love your gifsets and so do many many more🥺💞 If I didn't know what an amazing person you are, I'd definitely follow you for these pretty gifs!! Also, I admire your work so much, I don't think I'd have had the courage to talk to you if it wasn't for this atiny anon event :o 5/5

it was so sweet of seungmin, just like when keonhee looked so genuinely happy for them!! my heart just went awww . hehehe dont worry im a dumbass, ill never figure out who you are until you reveal yourself,, ofc i wanna im so excited to see your art!! youre really an angel sent from above, arent you?? you saying that made me all warm inside, thank you, truly💗 i would like to hear out your problems too, if youre comfortable with it ofc, and possibly help you,, at least a tiny bit.

the whole situation with your ex bf sounds terrible, im so sorry you had to go through such a bad breakup. i was in a very similar situation almost 3 years ago, and i still sometimes dream/think abt the boy to this day. im over him, just like you, but subconscious is a powerful thing. we both deserved to know the reason behind their behavior... it will get easier with time, but youll always have that tiny odd feeling in you, mainly because of how the whole thing ended.

aww honey thank you for these words, it means to much to me. some things happened yesterday involving gif making and it just got to me. i felt so discouraged and bad about my stuff, i even considered never making anything again ehh. but yeah, i kinda calmed down and said fuck it, im gonna keep making stuff even if its not the best or whatever, bc its something i enjoy doing. thank you so much once again!!💗 im really glad that this atiny anon project is happening too, i dont think we would actually start talking otherwise hehe💗

#atiny anon #answered

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coffeeselfies · 9 years

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This is technically the “I think I need coffee,” selfie, but it’s been so long since I’ve posted that I figured anything was better than nothing.

I’m still trying to sleep through the inspiration of a very wonderful Bob Goff.

I. love. him.

But on to darker things, like my not-so-distant past!

Hahaha. So I was looking for an old assignment I e-mailed myself, and instead found a bunch of cryptic-heavy things I had texted one of my rarely used e-mails from my phone.

So of course I’m going to put them together, here, since I will probably just lose them otherwise. And because everyone on the internet loves reading the things I e-mail to, well, myself (WAIT, DO I NOT HAVE FRIENDS, WHAT IS MY LIFE). :p

4/12/12 - A veces no quiero hablar Por Nada con mis amigos. Solamente, "Hoy me dice ,estas loca, pero le esta loco a Juan!" Y mas Nada. Yo quiero hablar about cosas lejas. Ayer y Hoy hable con jean y veronika, solamente small talk primer. Pero despues, yo decido hablar about the things which I was.actually thinking about lately, the deeper layers. My thoughts were kind of awkward. Random. But I'm so glad I did, it lead to such good convos! As if, although my own thoughts or specific revelation (another one about love, of course), but led to true, sincere convos from the heart. Yes! Thank you, Lord. It's funny how I won't open up and ill get frustrated at the lack of depth in a conversation, yet really all I need to do in some cases is just jump right into the true issues. Ahh small talk kills me.

3/4/12 - He asked us a few questions: Who are you using?

How are you using them?

Physically. Sexually. Emotionally. Spiritually. Monetarily.

How can you restore that? Who's using you? Do you love money, and use people?

Or do you love people, and use money?

5/9/12 I think my id and superego are in conflict... I prefer that psychological term to saying that right vs wrong or my flesh is in rebellion, I guess. I just want to do all sorts of things that aren't of God, and i don't even know what to do. I think I need to just remember that life is short, and not about what I want. I'm getting too caught up in the worldly details, my visions going, my path, every time I think I'm expanding it, is getting more and more limited. Goodnight, from post Dave n busters with cartel, post umsl, going to school tmrw.

5/17/12 - "Can you keep a secret?" I should have realized by now that this question should be answered with fear and heaviness rather than curiosity.

5/29/12 - I dreamt that, after they thought I had left, my parents started fighting. Loudly, viciously, hatefully. I came down shouting, 'stop it, stop it!!' But their heads were already covered in blood, as I'd they were going to kill eachother. I never found out if they stopped or not, because dad called to me in real life from the other room. At first I wondered if I had really been shouting, and that's why he had contacted me, but no, it was just about bulk trash being today. Something sounds like its gnawing on something, I can hear and feel the vibrations of it through my pillow. Creepy.

6/4/12 - I have always been a compassionate person – making little houses for wounded snakes and worms – befriending the kid who’s got no one but himself for company, partnering with the girl who doesn’t really speak English. As I’ve gotten older, I’ve recognized that God has been faithful in granting me patience, mercy, and grace as well, and I know that these are not my own, but I am meant to share them with the very people God has give me a heart for – the downtrodden, broken, and outcast, and ultimately just humanity in general. This has, more or less, been my (more recent) life pursuit. To follow God’s Will for my life, regardless of where it takes me. So far that has meant giving hope to weary and often lost travelers of Amsterdam, mentoring at risk juveniles and raising awareness for human trafficking in Los Angeles, running English and Summer-School programs for Chinese immigrants in New York City, training and creating jobs for families in Haiti, as well as hosting events and creating opportunities for girls to leave brothels , learning how to run a business in Mexico while also helping out at various orphanages for disabled Children, and even just being there for my own family and friends when they’ve needed it most. It has meant months of Ministry Training schools, years of living in International Community Houses, working in roles that range from administration, to construction, to managerial, and an ever growing reliance on and relationship with Jesus Christ.I’ve been back in Saint Louis for a year now,

7/1/12 - Today started strangely, my head still a little blurry from the wine from the night before. I went to church, very late, where daren had a cupcake waiting for me. Why? Because Tuesday I had admitted I had experienced some downer bdays and he realized that it was my half birthday. Mom came, cried, we hugged, went to the church picnic.. I went home, told dad about her accident, and he just started weeping, so hard that his nose began to.bleed. I stroked his hair and.got a bit teary eyed.and then we got.on our knees and prayed... Later was feeling down and missing Luke, but jean got me out.

11/11/12 - And with your hands in the air, your feet barely touching ground, I take that smile to mean that life is finally turning 'round. And we laugh til we cry and we dance til we cant, and I feel free as can be each time I see that gleam in your eye. Then the secrets come out and its less about being blessed and more about a high. So when you're dancing I'm wondering if that's you, and when you're singing, I know you would be singing.the blues... But that gleam in your eye, well really its more of a glaze all along, I just saw what I wanted as you,strung me along.

12/20/12 -

Well the queens off her throne Hiding in a stairwell Feet strewn about the stairs Seeming barely aware That her kingdom awaits The king, divorced long ago He's crying Where's his iron fist? Seems he's traded it for sentiment "Pathetic!" He might self accuse If only his tears would let him Seems everything's a dream these days, Some hellish, some sweet But all

I used to find the idea of receiving a text in the middle of the night strange.

Now, after years of practice, I find it comforting, perhaps a reminder that I am not so alone as I would feel.

I hadn't realized this, of course, until now.

Now, when I wake up to nothing but darkness and my own thoughts.

Now, when, regardless of whether I toss myself awake at 2am or 4am, there is no message.

There's nothing to reassure me that there's another person in this world who is awake and eager to share a moment, even a small, electronic message with me.

1/11/13 - Today Gave my testimony. Adopt a block, played ninja. Eva likes hanging out with Christians. I break rules and have real convos with the disciples. Play bs. Go to angelus temple. Do food distribution. Met hosea who talked to us because he thought I was pretty, was super catholic, thought tim was my bf, etc etc etc

1/29/13 - Oh hi, I'm feeling cold and pathetic, and thought I would ... Email myself. That seems fitting. Somehow emailing yourself feels much more pathetic than just journaling. Right now I feel like I wish anyone, absolutely anyone , would sit down across from me. Even the old creepy man who, after asking a few non essential questions, left me for the warmth of the indoors, or... I don't know, a donut. Why do I feel like this.Lord? Is it because I am not so busy in school? Is it because Adam moved and despite the fact that I was barely hanging out with him last semester anyway, he was a crutch, and knowing that at 1am when I feel pathetic and lonely and confused, I can't even text someone I know would care? I mean. I know others would care. But we aren't exactly on that level just yet. What is my life? Why am I this way, and why do I want attention for it? Or why do I feel the need to find someone who would , what, save me ? From myself.? From my thoughts? Why am I seeking comfort in shallow things, the wings of friends and acquaintences and , frick, anything. Whywhywhywhy. I don't know. Is this what life is like for people? Lord, you are the one God, the only thing worth it, you are good when no one else is, am I getting caught up in things that I shouldn't, what am I even going on about? Life life life. It's all good, right

2/13/13 - (From a voice to text translator)

tomorrow I'm supposed to have an awkward cuddling session with my love scene manager and a love my phone from church I'm not sure how I get myself into these awkward situations but I definitely am good at it office tomorrow my uncle is moving in for a month but should be really awkward and I wish that I had a lock on my door and the house I'm learning that the things that I desire to have a find myself feeling empty when I do get them but I'm happy about it because it gets me clarity because it shows me that nothing else really matters is just kind of in my head really got the only thing that matters is the only thing I should pursue S I miss Adam I know you won't hang out that much before you left but now I guess I'm missing him double I don't know I don't know what I mean exactly but he's been gone a few weeks now and it's weird not having a best friend to talk to you about everything I have a lot of friends I have a lot of good friends but this is different it is different when you have someone who knows so much about you already and you don't have to tell the back story every time you tell them a new story because I already know who so I'm so is or why you feel that way or white was a bad idea that you did that so I'm also giving up ice cream and I'll call for lunch and I'm going to be time to eat a lot better subject tomorrow hopefully that I've also really just been wanting to be free of employment just live and everyday wake up and say what I want to do without help homeless people if I want to make something I want to sell another day love you babe I wanna go out with a friend I make my card I definitely don't want to spend 5 shifts a week at cartel but at the same time I don't feel like I'm self disciplined enough to not have a job I'm just getting tired of the creepers and the internet the kids off work as well as yeah I don't know ent from my HTC on the Now Network from Sprint!

8/18/13 -

Woke up really missing my dad. Go figure. Able to properly seduce emotions into a flat, shruggable denial ever since those first few days, and now, on the day I hoped to "stay strong" the most, I can't stop thinking of part of the song he wrote for Rachel, only now in regards to him - "I miss you, in the summertime.. I miss you, in the wintertime.. I miss you - all the time. I love my Rachel Sue." Only.. Daddy-o, or something. Ahhh.. Thank you, Lord, for such a kind father. Please help today glorify your name, run smoothly.. its so obvious we can't do it without you.

8/19/13 - I miss my dad. I am sad that I'll never have him burst in my room in November at three am with pancakes and lit birthday candles because he started thinking about some of the birthdays of mine he had missed, and wanted us to be able to celebrate together. I can't drink milk or even look at rootbeer without hearing him ask for some, so eagerly, and then sigh 'mmmm, now that's good,' so contentedly after his first sip. I miss that his crazy stories are not going to be things that I share in everyday conversation with my friends, because they're all old stories and it will seem out of place. who do i have to talk to about my dad? no one. it makes everyone sad. theres no one to just share his life with, aside from close family, and that will be limited. Everyone keeps telling me I'm so strong. What does that mean?I'm strong because I didn't start sobbing when I spoke? Because I'm smiling and laughing with you? Is that strength or disposition? Blake said that I was handling this better than anyone he's ever seen deal with death. What does that mean?

12/13/13

I see a sadness in your eyes.Behind the words, another message.The weight of your world becomes tangible, heavy, a thickness that weights me like a fog rolling in with, strapping invisible bricks to my body. Sometimes it's your words, blatant and straightforward, other times it's the sighs, the eyes that flash with emotion for just a moment, Did you know that's been seen? So many words, how can they be contained? I hear things you've never said, I see

1/03/14-

I've tried reflecting on 2013.. tried finding words which could somehow, miraculously encapsulate all of the growth, struggle, joy, depression, transformation, and experiences that it contained. It will be one of the most memorable years of my life, for many reasons, but it may also be one of those years that the full impact of may be lost on me for awhile now.In the past few weeks, I've been looking through journals, photos, and letters, remembering and realizing exactly how many changes this year has brought. Led my first missions trip, felt the loss of saying goodbye to one of my best friends, discovered what living with not just my dad, but my uncle Ken, five chickens, two cats, two ducks, a dog, and whoever else decided to stay over was like, became the missions director at middletree church, became an AUNT to the most beautiful little Emelia Skye, gained a new set of amazing and wonderful friends, played nurse/daughter/friend/staff member/sister/maid/hopsicecare/barista/student/leader to the point of confused identity and exhaustion, left cartel to become part of the Caife Caife family, DIDN'T leave the country for the first time in yeaaaaars, actually had to turn down exciting travel/jobs, speaking opportunities, and a leadership position with a non-profit (rather than seek them out, like usual), spent 7 months of the year experiencing the beauty, hardship, and love of caring someone who is dying in more and more ways every day, the trauma and release of my dad's actual death, the months following that are nothing but fog, sorrow, and blurred memories, the 14-state family road trip of a lifetime, moving to the Loop with Dani, experiencing being 'home for the holidays' without any actual family to be home with, and .. I don't know.. the Sara of today, who can look back on things only a year ago and find I have a whole new perspective on them. ..I only wrote one public (well, as public as it can be when I have a total of 8, predominately inactive followers) blog post in 2013, mostly talking about overcoming fear to become the person I feel I'm called to be. It was mostly inspired by revelations from the LA Dream Center trip, and I can't tell you how nice it is to be able to look back on the goals and dreams I wanted so desperately to become a reality, and to be able to say that, even through all the changes and sorrow of this year, that they were able to come to fruition. I'm not in to new years resolutions, but I do highly recommend kickstarting your year with an inspiring, transformative experience, which can set the trajectory for how you are going to live, what goals you will meet or fall short of (but still come closer to, which is still GROWTH, something to celebrate!) in the coming adventure of 2014. No matter what 2013 held, don't let fear of who you were just last month keep you from being who you want to be tomorrow. This little blog post is nice for me to re-read, because it reminds me of my fears, and what overcoming them, even one step at a time, can lead to. 2013 was a hard year for me, but it has also brought me to exactly where I feel I'm supposed to be right now.

1/29/14 - "I'm good" I wore the reassuring words like a blanket. Cover, no, smother whatever was beneath, within. Protect yourself from the cold, vulnerable words might slip thru the holes in the blanket... exposed means they can feel temperature of your meaning. Heavy, heat from the heart. you can feel their response. Pray for a warm touch, but there's always risk of icicle daggers

2/19/14

it's just that

I have a lot of thoughts

ideas, fears, ..a lot of places that I'd like to explore

But they feel so heavy when it's just me and them

feels like there’s a lot of trees to climb before i get to the clouds

and I'd like to share them with someone

who cares about them just as much as I do,

someone with just as much to risk,

who understands each side of the story.

And sometimes, I see planets in those eyes,

but have no rocketship to get me there

And I see that depth, but there's just no way to tap in

Im searching for someone to explore with

those infinite galaxies in your mind and mine.

Someone to make sense of it,

write poetry about it

but not get so caught up that it's just us - no

Always God first.

Always seeking his planets, his stars, his truth..

and maybe that's the adventure..

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lumierebros · 7 years

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Movie Buff Questions

1. Favorite action film?

Imogen: Die Hard, Terminator 2

Shakya: The Dark Knight, Terminator, Alien, Ip Man +any Tarantino

2. What movie(s) could you watch over and over and not get tired of?

I: Grease, Inception, Gone Girl, Superbad, Hot Fuzz

S: There Will Be Blood, Deathproof, Grease, Django Unchained, Birdman, Whiplash, plus again, any tarantino let’s put it at that)

3. Any old school favorites (pre-70s)?

I: Rear Window, North By Northwest, Breakfast at Tiffany’s

S: On the Waterfront, Citizen Kane, Rebel Without A Cause, Psycho, A Streetcar Named Desire, Casablanca, Singin In The Rain, Dr Strangelove, 2001, Invasion of the Body Snatchers, The Apartment, The Graduate, Butch Cassidy and the Sundance Kid, 12 Angry Men, Ben Hur are allllllllll amazing

4. Top 5 directors?

I: David Fincher, Sofia Coppola, Christopher Nolan, Wes Anderson, Denis Villeneuve

S: Paul Thomas Anderson, Martin Scorsese, Stanley Kubrick, Quentin Tarantino, Coen Brothers, Damien Chazelle/Alejandro G. Iñárritu

5. Favorite dead actor/actress?

I: Grace Kelly, Heath Ledger, Audrey Hepburn, Anton Yelchin

S: Heath Ledger had a lotttt of potential and Brando was great too

6. Favorite movie from the 90’s?

I: Clueless, Fight Club, Seven, Saving Private Ryan, American Beauty

S: Goodfellas, American Beauty, The Big Lebowski, Boogie Nights, The Usual Suspects, Good Will Hunting, Reservoir Dogs, Fargo, Dances With Wolves, Scream, Sister Act, Trainspotting. American History X, Forrest Gump, Casino, Leon, Schindler’s List, Jurassic Park I could go on and on

7. Ever been/are you such a hardcore fan of an actor actress you watched/will watch any movie they were/will be in?

I: James McAvoy

S: Christian Bale, Gary Oldman, Leonardo DiCaprio

8. What movie are you looking forward to coming out the most?

I: Star Wars the Last Jedi, Blade Runner 2049

S: Alien: Covenant, Dunkirk

9. Pixar or Dreamworks?

I: Pixar

S: Pixar, but Dreamworks for Sinbad, Prince of Egypt and Spirit

10. Favorite animated movie?

I: Fantastic Mr Fox

S: Spirit, Fantasia, Ferngully

11. Favorite musical?

I: La La Land, Grease, The Lion King

S: Singin’ In The Rain, Grease, Moulin Rouge, La La Land, Oliver!, The Sound of Music, (does High School Musical count )

12. Are you against book-to-movie adaptations?

I: Nope

S: Noooo

13. Your guilty pleasure movie(s)?

I: The Narnia movies, X-Men Apocalypse, The Proposal

S: Burn After Reading, Snatch, In Bruges + Independence Day, Ace Ventura hahahaha

14. Robin Williams or Eddie Murphy?

I: Robin Williams

S: Robin Williams easily

15. Favorite chick flick?

I: Clueless, Ever After

S: When Harry Met Sally (is that a chick flick or)

16. Ever watched a movie just because you heard the effects were awesome?

I: Star Trek (ending up loving it), Avatar

S: Avatar, Gravity, District 9

17. Favorite indie film?

I: Memento, Lost in Translation, Drive

S: Reservoir Dogs, Drive, Texas Chainsaw Massacre, Eternal Sunshine Of The Spotless Mind, American History X

18. Favorite movie heroin?

I: Sarah Connor, Princess Leia, Liz Bennet, Lisbeth Salander

S: Ellen Ripley

19. Favorite movie action hero?

I: John McClane, Indiana Jones

S: Jason Bourne, The Terminator (arnie)

20. Ever read a book so you could understand the movie?

I: Gone Girl, The Life of Pi

S: A Clockwork Orange: Watched the movie to understand the book, but never got past the first 20 pages or past the rape scene in the film

21. Favorite kids movie?

I: How To Train Your Dragon, The Parent Trap

S: Space Jammmmmmmmmm

22. Favorite Disney movie?

I: The Beauty and the Beast

S: Snow White (childhood fav)

23. Favorite movie soundtrack?

I: Anything by Hans Zimmer, Howard Shore (LOTR)

S: Anything by Hans Zimmer, Justin Hurwitz and Howard Shore. PLUS Proven Lands - Jonny Greenwood, Dirty Walk and Doors and Distance - Antonio Sanchez, Revenant theme- Ryuichi Sakamoto, Nightcall- Kavinsky, The Child Pt. 1 & 2- Jed Kurzel, any classical pieces in Kubrick films.

24. Movie that makes you cry every time?

I: Atonement, Schindler’s List

S: Schindler’s List, Titanic hehe

25. VHS, DVD, or Blu-ray?

I: I watch my stuff online srry

S: VHS was amazing, we had a massive collection when I was younger. Nowadays I would say Blu-ray purely because of quality. Quality of sound is more important to me though (BOSE!!!).

26. Best experience going to the movies

I: Seeing Star Wars The Force Awakens in Gold Class

S: When my boyfriend randomly picked me up at 10pm to go see Arrival as a surprise because I’d mentioned I wanted to see it once.

27. Top 5 actors?

I: Matthew McConaughey, Christian Bale, Ryan Gosling, Ethan Hawke, Leonardo DiCaprio, Daniel Day Lewis, Ewan McGregor plus all the ones Shakya mentions that I don’t mention-- I LOVE EVERYONE

S: Daniel Day Lewis, Leonardo DiCaprio, Kevin Spacey, Robert DeNiro, Jack Nicholson, Gary Oldman, Christian Bale, Ed Norton, Benicio Del Toro, Christoph Waltz, Javier Bardem

28. Top 5 actresses?

I: Amy Adams, Lupita Nyong’o, Viola Davis, Naomie Harris, Felicity Jones, Natalie Portman, Kate Winslet, Brie Larson

S: Natalie Portman, Frances McDormand, Emma Stone, Ellen Page, Julianne Moore, Amy Adams, Michelle Williams, Kirsten Dunst

29. Movie you completely regret seeing?

I: X- Men The Last Stand

S: 2012, The Accountant, Pacific Rim, Nymphomaniac P1 & 2

30. Movie you wish was never made?

I: X-Men The Last Stand HAHAHA

S: Eragon

31. Movie your parent showed you?

I: The Wizard of Oz, Grease

S: Legit everything, we still have Movie Night every Friday (and we’re not allowed rewatches)

32. Last movie you watched?

I: The English Patient

S: The Apartment

33. An overrated movie?

I: Batman (1989), also agree about The Notebook

S: The Notebook, Super 8, 500 Days of Summer, Brokeback Mountain, Zoolander, Rain Man

34. An underrated movie?

I: Before Sunrise, In Bruges, The Nice Guys

S: Nocturnal Animals, Drive, Snatch, Blood Diamond, Dogma, Biutiful, Tree of Life

35. Favorite comedy movie?

I: Hot Fuzz, Superbad, Monty Python and the Holy Grail, Blazing Saddles

S: Burn After Reading, Tropic Thunder, Annie Hall, The Big Lebowski, Wayne’s World, Snatch, Bill and Ted’s Bogus Journey, Borat

36. Movie quote you live by?

I: “I’m so much happier now that I’m dead. Technically, missing.” You know, bc fuck Nick Dunne.

S: There’s not any quote I LIVE by but I do love this scene:

‘Michelangelo? You know a lot about him. Life's work, political aspirations. Him and the pope. Sexual orientation. The whole works, right? I bet you can't tell me what it smells like in the Sistine Chapel. You never actually stood there and looked up at that beautiful ceiling. Seeing that. If I ask you about women, you'll probably give me a syllabus of your personal favorites. You may have even been laid a few times. But you can't tell me what it feels like to wake up next to a woman and feel truly happy. You're a tough kid. I ask you about war, you'd probably throw Shakespeare at me, right? "Once more into the breach, dear friends." But you've never been near one. You've never held your best friend's head in your lap and watch him gasp his last breath lookin' to you for help. If I asked you about love, you'd probably quote me a sonnet, but you've never looked at a woman and been totally vulnerable. Known someone that could level you with her eyes. Feelin' like God put an angel on Earth just for you, who could rescue you from the depths of hell.’

37. Movie quote that will always make you laugh?

I: “Where the white women at?”

S: ‘I eat pieces of shit like you for breakfast!’ ‘You eat pieces of shit for breakfast?’ -long pause- ‘No!’

‘Shut the fuck up fat man this ain’t none of your goddamn business’

‘I have uh..uh.. lactose reflux’ ‘You’re lactose intolerant or you have acid reflux? They’re different things’

‘A shootout is a fucking shootout!!....Like a Western’

‘You think that’s a Schwiiiiiin’

‘I eat the Canadian? I don’t know what you’re talking about’

‘I don’t read the script, the script reads me’ ‘What the hell does that even mean??’

‘oh nothing Tommy, it’s….tip-top, it’s just i’m not sure about the colour’

All the other quotes I find funny are completely random movie quotes that my family has just turned into a joke and that we can easily incorporate into conversation e.g. ‘whadaya gonna do ranger rick, shoot me?’ ‘I could do that’, ‘you sir, too sir’, ‘I don’t want Nenat’, ‘I drive’, ‘you want uhhh money or something’, ‘yeah i like dags’, ‘there is no spoon’ ETC you get the point

38. Film(s) you’ve watched on a date?

I: Any action/superhero movie that has come out recently.

S: The Conjuring 2, La La Land, Arrival, Sausage Party, The Accountant (bf loves accounting but it was shit), Fantastic Beasts, Captain America: Civil War, Shine (anniversary reshow with Geoffrey Rush doing a q&a after teehee), Nocturnal Animals, Suicide Squad, Moonlight, Sully, War Dogs, Jason Bourne, heaps more that I can’t remember

39. Favorite cult film?

I: Pulp Fiction, Fight Club

S: The Big Lebowski, Taxi Driver, Reservoir Dogs, Pulp Fiction

40. Directors you’d like to see work together?

I: David Fincher and Denis Villeneuve could be interesting

S: Coen brothers and Guy Ritchie would be fkn awesome OR Coens and Tarantino would be screenplay heaven

41. Actors you’d like to see work together?

I: Felicity Jones and Oscar Isaac (can you imagine the chemistry)

S: Miles Teller and Emma Watson ;---)

42. Films you wanted to watch, but never got around to watching?

I: American History X, 28 Days Later

S: Amadeus, The Deer Hunter

43. Favorite teen movie?

I: Clueless, 10 Things I Hate About You, Fast Times at Ridgemont High

S: Juno, Grease, The Breakfast Club, Rebel Without A Cause

44. Top 5 favorite films?

I: American Psycho, Her, The Grand Budapest Hotel, Seven, Inception, There Will Be Blood, Inglourious Basterds, LOTR, No Country For Old Men ARGH SO MANY

S: There Will Be Blood (no. 1 fav), Good Will Hunting, No Country For Old Men, Raging Bull, Fargo, The Dark Knight, Goodfellas, LOTR, American Psycho, Deathproof, Tree of Life, The Usual Suspects, So many so many.

45. Favorite superhero film?

I: Logan, X-Men Days of Future Past, The Dark Knight

S: The Dark Knight, The Incredibles

46. Favorite cop film?

I: 21 Jump Street, Hot Fuzz, The Departed

S: Reservoir Dogs, Fargo, Seven, Mystic River, The Departed, Silence Of The Lambs

47. Favorite road trip film?

I: Fear and Loathing Las Vegas

S: Borat HHAHAHAH

48. A disappointing film from your favorite actor?

I: Pick any rom-com of Matthew McConaughey’s

S: Jack Nicholson in The Bucket List and Anger Management. So fucking bad. Good actor, shit movies.

49. A disappointing film from your favorite director?

I: The Curious Case of Benjamin Button

S: The Lovely Bones, Only God Forgives

50. The first movie you ever remember watching in theaters?

I: I don’t remember any, but the first film I saw was A Bug’s Life

S: I genuinely have no idea

51. A movie that was better than the book?

I: The Shining (lmao bc Stephen King hates the movie)

S: Yeah The Shining and There Will Be Blood (based on Oil! which was beautifully written but nothing beats PTA’s adaption)

52. Vin Diesel or Bruce Willis?

I: Vin Diesel is so cute but I like Bruce better

S: it’s not a motorcycle baby it’s a chopper

53. A movie that not many have heard of that you’ve seen?

I: Hunt For the Wilderpeople

S: Vampire’s Kiss, Children of Men, Ip Man (VERY good foreign film), Dr Strangelove, Inherent Vice, Shame, Biutiful, Macbeth, Cool Hand Luke, Room In Rome, To Sir With Love

54. A movie that changed the way you view the world?

I: To Kill a Mockingbird

S: American History X

55. Favorite sci-fi movie?

I: Star Wars, Star Trek, Interstellar, Arrival, Gattaca

S: Alien, Predator, The Thing, Interstellar, Arrival, Terminator, 2001, Matrix, The Fifth Element, E.T

56. Movie you completely nerd-out over every time it’s mentioned?

I: X-Men, Star Wars, LOTR

S: LOTR obviously

57. Movie that you’ve seen all the behind-the-scenes action for?

I: Inception

S: LOTR again, hours on end of it omf

58. Movie where your favorite actor was the only good part?

I: Natalie Portman and Ewan McGregor in the Star Wars prequels

S: Leonardo DiCaprio in The Basketball Diaries

59. Movie from an actor you hate that was better than you expected?

I: Kristen Stewart (Adventureland), but I don’t hate her at all, I was just surprised at her performance.

S: Mo’Nique in Precious, never hated her, she’s brilliant, it was the first performance I’ve seen of hers and it made me despise her character so much. SO GOOD but so awful.

60. Most visually stunning movie you’ve seen?

I: The Revenant

S: Tree of Life, 2001, The Revenant, Apocalypse Now, The Master, Interstellar, LOTR, Jurassic Park

61. A movie your parents introduced you to?

I: The Wizard of Oz, Life is Beautiful, Grease

S: Hahahaha basically every movie no joke, but my dad showed me lots of Chaplin

62. Favorite genre?

I: Thriller/crime/mystery/suspense

S: Drama, gangster movies, thrillers/horror/psychological thriller/horror you get the jist

63. Least favorite genre?

I: Romantic comedies

S: Romcoms or superhero movies (not including tdk)

64. Comedy movie that you didn’t find funny?

I: Sausage Party

S: How to be single, Anchorman, Sausage Party

65. Horror movie that didn’t scare you?

I: The Conjuring, Paranormal Activity

S: Insidious just so bad, The Exorcist, The Shining, Rosemary’s Baby, Let The Right One In (Swedish version NOT American Let Me In). None are terrifying, just extremely unsettling and disturbing

66. Favorite remake of an old movie?

I: The Departed, True Grit

S: True Grit, The Thing, Scarface, The Departed

67. A movie that started a passion for you?

I: Her. The first “good” movie I watched that got me into film culture.

S: Well I was brought up with hundreds of great movies from my childhood which made me love film as a child, but standout ones from my childhood I can remember especially well are LOTR, Spirit, Fantasia, all very music based films too

68. A movie that sparked an interesting conversation?

I: Interstellar (about time, paradoxes, and space)

S: Donnie Darko, No Country For Old Men, Psycho, The Usual Suspects, 2001, Whiplash -- all have brilliant final scenes, Split: my bro and I spent an hour talking about what makes a good movie and why it was so bad

69. The main movie you remember from your childhood?

I: Grease… slightly inappropriate for a kid but most of the adult stuff went over my head anyway

S: Lord Of The Rings of course, first full length film I was shown and Neverending Story is another one I remember well.

70. The first movie you saw on it’s opening night?

I: Star Wars The Force Awakens

S: Harry Potter and the Deathly Hallows P1 and P2, La La Land

71. A move that made you ache for love.

I: Before Sunrise

S: Blue Valentine

72. Favourite foreign film/s?

S: Let The Right One In, Life Is Beautiful, Cinema Paradiso, Ip Man, City of God, Pan’s Labyrinth, REC, Biutiful

73. Favourite horror film/s?

S: The Shining, The Exorcist, Rosemary’s Baby, Carrie, Halloween, Texas Chainsaw, Psycho, REC.

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