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winter au izu is transported to fantasy au.
izu meets kacchan and gets questioned.
He wouldn’t outright confirm who his alpha and the father of his pup is.
—but his easy closeness with the ferocious dragon basically gives it all up.
(it’s winter au kacchan, ofc)
Idol deku + stalker katsuki au! 😍
deku and katsuki are trainees together, but katsuki gets into a bad accident and is forced to retire. Deku goes on to become a successful idol w/ many awards, katsuki on the other hand holds a grudge against deku and blames him for his downfall.
My mom modeled this type of behavior to me. She scoffed at women in public who clearly put time and care into their appearance. She would often say things like “who does she think she is?” Or “she so full of herself”. And it wasn’t just women in revealing outfits. It was women wearing powerfully beautiful pieces, especially heels.
It had a major negative impact on me that I’m still working through. I downplayed my wardrobe and tried not to look too put together or fancy for most of my life. I wanted to wear beautiful outfits that I looked great in, but I often decided against it because I didn’t want to be judged. I was doing my confidence and expression as a woman such a disservice.
If I have daughters, I will never put down other women who take pride in how they present themselves.