You have the looks, the money, the boys, the power—and an anonymous gossip account whose only mission is ruining you. So naturally, you decide to make their obsession your favorite game.
You have the looks, the money, the boys, the power—and an anonymous gossip account whose only mission is ruining you. So naturally, you decide to make their obsession your favorite game.
For ashton (hope you like it!!)
Katsuki starts using his Meta Glasses to film visits to struggling family-owned restaurants across Japan, accidentally turning his late-night food runs into viral videos that save local businesses. But between overloaded dinner tables, exhausted drives home, and Y/N laughing every time he overeats himself into misery, the internet starts falling in love with a softer version of Katsuki Bakugou that almost nobody gets to see.
Katsuki starts using his Meta Glasses to film visits to struggling family-owned restaurants across Japan, accidentally turning his late-night food runs into viral videos that save local businesses. But between overloaded dinner tables, exhausted drives home, and Y/N laughing every time he overeats himself into misery, the internet starts falling in love with a softer version of Katsuki Bakugou that almost nobody gets to see.
running an anonymous hate blog about pro hero keigo takami is supposed to be a private outlet for your deeply specific, entirely justified complaints about his face, his clothes, his captions, and his general commitment to being unbearable in public. unfortunately, keigo finds it and instead of being offended, he decides it’s the funniest thing on earth, quoting your posts in interviews, commenting on your rants, and baiting you for fresh material every chance he gets. slowly, your petty one-sided vendetta turns into an ongoing public bit, a personal war, and something much more dangerous. you're then stuck with the horrifying realization that he keeps coming back because you’re the only one honest with him, and you keep posting because you can’t seem to look away.
running an anonymous hate blog about pro hero keigo takami is supposed to be a private outlet for your deeply specific, entirely justified complaints about his face, his clothes, his captions, and his general commitment to being unbearable in public. unfortunately, keigo finds it and instead of being offended, he decides it’s the funniest thing on earth, quoting your posts in interviews, commenting on your rants, and baiting you for fresh material every chance he gets. slowly, your petty one-sided vendetta turns into an ongoing public bit, a personal war, and something much more dangerous. you're then stuck with the horrifying realization that he keeps coming back because you’re the only one honest with him, and you keep posting because you can’t seem to look away.
You have a secret blog at your boarding school. No one knows about it. It all started out for fun. You decided to create a website where people can anonymously ask questions and you can anonymously answer them. It’s completely confidential.
You have a secret blog at your boarding school. No one knows about it. It all started out for fun. You decided to create a website where people can anonymously ask questions and you can anonymously answer them. It’s completely confidential.
The new girl
🫀‼️⚠️: a for once almost cannon compliant: (nemrui and oboro live), A wholesome ASMR centric story, following foreigner {y/n} a known asmrist, and Post war Shouta with a embarrassing comfort to your videos. 🫧|| Sob, I found asmr as a joke, and listen to it religiously now, I though it fit Shouta to damn well ||🫧
🫀‼️⚠️: a for once almost cannon compliant: (nemrui and oboro live), A wholesome ASMR centric story, following foreigner {y/n} a known asmrist, and Post war Shouta with a embarrassing comfort to your videos. 🫧|| Sob, I found asmr as a joke, and listen to it religiously now, I though it fit Shouta to damn well ||🫧
A fearless travel blogger known for her unfiltered luxury reviews finds herself in Monaco during the iconic Monaco Grand Prix—unaware that her quiet strength has already captured the attention of Lewis Hamilton. What begins as a chance meeting soon grows into a slow, deliberate romance between a woman who values truth and a champion accustomed to speed, proving that sometimes the greatest victory isn’t on the track—but in choosing love.
A fearless travel blogger known for her unfiltered luxury reviews finds herself in Monaco during the iconic Monaco Grand Prix—unaware that her quiet strength has already captured the attention of Lewis Hamilton. What begins as a chance meeting soon grows into a slow, deliberate romance between a woman who values truth and a champion accustomed to speed, proving that sometimes the greatest victory isn’t on the track—but in choosing love.
first day in college. typical calm college: moving in, cute room decor, sweet roomies, peaceful campus
first day in college. typical calm college: moving in, cute room decor, sweet roomies, peaceful campus
