In which the author drops bits and pieces of her imagination sporadically.
alternatively: my writing dump!
[ edit: apparently i'm doing writing help now, too, so expect tips from an amateur every now and then! ]
criticize as you please.
expect updat...
this oneshot is highly inspired by both the song ‘cloud 9’ by beach bunny (above) and my excuse for a friend group, consisting of one (1) kamijirou stan who is too nice for his own good and may or may not have said some things i used for dialogue (hi andrew, bestie), one (1) annoying brat who likes to take pictures of everything, and one (1) bnha fan who doesn't have a clue what kamijirou is but he's there. . .ig?
for those of you who are reading (hello ily) and do not have any knowledge of the bnha universe, i'll give you what you need to know to read but honestly? you can just imagine them as my ocs if you want.
— they're teenagers training at a high school to become heroes
— kaminari denki looks like pikachu and he's a goofball. also he's madly in love with jirou but that's not canon yet—
Ups! Tento obrázek porušuje naše pokyny k obsahu. Před publikováním ho, prosím, buď odstraň, nebo nahraď jiným.
— jirou kyouka has a sound related quirk (power) and is also madly in love with kaminari (also soon to be canon ofc)
Ups! Tento obrázek porušuje naše pokyny k obsahu. Před publikováním ho, prosím, buď odstraň, nebo nahraď jiným.
that's it! enjoy and sorry for the long a/n!
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It had never mattered to her before.
Jirou knew she wasn’t the prettiest. She knew that in a crowd of beautiful girls, she was more likely to draw a winning lottery ticket than she was to get noticed.
And she’d always been okay with that.
Insecurities rarely crept into her thoughts. Occasionally she’d find herself comparing her body to others, her short hair to their beautiful, long locks. She’d never had the most confidence wearing clothing that didn’t go the length of her arms. But then Jirou remembered that she liked her hair short, and she got chilly easily, anyway.
