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A guide to Virtual Sports Betting
An in-depth look at Virtual Sports Betting
Sports Betting
What is Virtual betting?
In virtual betting, punters can place stakes on games that have been generated by a computer. The result of the virtual sports event, for example, a horse race, is randomly generated. They are accompanied by a graphical representation of what that event would like.
Just for example in virtual football betting, you will see the key moments of a game such as near-misses, goals, corners and bad fouls. It’s just like sitting there watching a short video game, only you can bet on the outcome.
You are not going to see an entire virtual football match play out over 90 minutes. The matches often only last a few minutes total and then there is a short break before the next virtual match comes along.
What Virtual Sports are there to bet on?
The most common virtual sports that punters can find are football and horse racing. For horse racing, you can do things like forecasts and tricasts. For a virtual football match, you can pick a correct score option, over/under and so on.
Other sports you can find include speedway, greyhounds and motor racing. There are different options available within the sports. An example of that is picking between Flat racing and National Hunt racing.
How Virtual Betting works
You bet as normal as you would do on a real event. If you were to look at a virtual horse race, you would see the market priced up as normal as on a real horse race. The two look the same and operate the same.
In some instances, those virtual prices will actually fluctuate which gives the player the question of when is the right time to back a selection?
But at the very core of it all, it is very simple, straight forward betting. There are, however, some important things to consider.
What are some Pros of Virtual betting?
It doesn’t matter what time of day or night that you visit a Virtual Sports section at a bookmaker, you are going to find action happening. It’s not like waiting for the weekend fixture list to come around, or the midweek matches.
Virtual sports betting is always on and available.
Another appeal of the virtual sports betting is a quick turnaround in markets. As mentioned above if you place a bet on a team to win a virtual match, you are only going to be waiting a couple of minutes to find out the result. Virtual sports just continuously run so it is accessible at any time.
There is no learning curve with virtual betting. It may take you a while to find the right markets and types of bets for yourself in real life betting. Not so much in Virtual Betting. You don’t have to run off and study stats and worry about bookmaker margins. So it’s extremely simplified.
You may just find Virtual Betting a quick click and play type of activity, just simply picking outrights. Truthfully it doesn’t lend itself to much more than that.
What are some Cons of virtual betting?
Because virtual betting results are all randomly generated that does take away skill. A punter on a real football match will try and use statistics and judgement of the market to try and create a value bet.
A value bet is where a punter thinks that the bookmaker has underestimated a particular outcome, say an underdog winning. It is impossible to spot any kind of edge in virtual betting.
So that means that the virtual sports become a game of luck. If you consider that, then it’s not really any different from having a spin on a casino reel or having or playing roulette.
It’s all down to chance because the skill has all been removed.
Another disadvantage of virtual betting is that the markets are limited. If you look at a real-life football match to bet on, you are going to find an overwhelming amount of betting options. There is so much choice, but that same degree of choice isn’t there on virtual betting.
So there isn’t the nuanced, fine-tuned type of betting on virtuals as there is on real sports betting.
The quick turnover in events. Yes, we touched on that as a pro too. It can be a double-edged sword. Because of the quick turnaround of events, it is perhaps a little more difficult to pull away from virtual sports betting.
That is because of the frequency of new events and the rapid turnover in bets.
It can get quite involved when can play a rapid bet after rapid bet, so bankroll has to be managed and you have to know when to walk away.
It’s important to remember that everything is randomly generated. Don’t let the gambler’s fallacy take over. If you hit a losing streak, it doesn’t increase your chances of picking a winner in the next race. One thing has nothing to do with another
A little math
Virtual betting does encompass a fair amount of high risk. If you think of a casino game where a slot match is running at about 90% RTP (Return To Player). For every 100 bets of 1 unit stake played you would expect to get 90 back.
But the important thing to remember is that the RTP is not calculated on just your play. It’s calculated over a long term and so it doesn’t mean that you can really expect 90% of your input back.
Over a certain period, the machine would return 90% of what is put in back to players in one way or another. The house keeps the other portion.
Virtual sports runs between 80% and 95% on average and that RTP can shift depending on the number of horses in a virtual race (the fewer runners the lower the RTP). Again, the important thing to remember is that you are at the mercy of whatever the computer is running, not relying on your own skill.
Virtual Betting in Summary
Virtual sports betting does offer the punter something a little different. Can you realistically expect a great deal of return from them?
Probably not because you would need a reasonable lucky streak to pull that off. The reason boils down to the example that on a virtual football match you have no way to gauge the value of an under/over 2.5 goal market.
In betting on real-life events, you can. You do also get a lot of breathing space between real events, such as a good half hour between races at the same meeting. That’s a lot of difference to only having a panicked couple of minutes to get your bet down on the next virtual race.
Recommended Virtual Sports Betting Sites
There is a good range of virtual sports available at Betfair from the horses to greyhounds and both club and international football.
Unibet has a new virtual sports section launched and they have options like tennis, basketball and plenty of horse racing available. They have a very good range of bets available on it as well.
Paddy Power is another with a good virtual sports betting service for customers. There is plenty of racing on there as you would expect, with a new race starting every two minutes. Virtual Football is well covered and you can find other options like motorsports too.
Bet365 delivers a virtual betting sport as well. There are the likes of the speedway, cycling, motor racing, tennis and the common staples of football and racing.
There is a big Virtual World at bookmaker Betfred who do apply promotions to virtual sports. Players will find a lot of variety there, from darts and bingo included as well. | dclm_baseline | {'bff_contained_ngram_count_before_dedupe': '0', 'language_id_whole_page_fasttext': "{'en': 0.9502844214439392}", 'metadata': "{'Content-Length': '61031', 'Content-Type': 'application/http; msgtype=response', 'WARC-Block-Digest': 'sha1:KOZ522PPTRH4UAVPYN6RXJBSUQBCMB3Q', 'WARC-Concurrent-To': '<urn:uuid:5d0926d4-20fb-496d-b409-2d99bd17061d>', 'WARC-Date': datetime.datetime(2020, 8, 10, 19, 12, 33), 'WARC-IP-Address': '35.157.30.47', 'WARC-Identified-Payload-Type': 'application/xhtml+xml', 'WARC-Payload-Digest': 'sha1:FLTAX4ZL7U6M37X5E5INY36BN5K6VVKR', 'WARC-Record-ID': '<urn:uuid:ff2c51c5-393d-46e3-80f4-dfc309aa9a6e>', 'WARC-Target-URI': 'https://www.online-betting.me.uk/news/a-guide-to-virtual-sports-betting', 'WARC-Type': 'response', 'WARC-Warcinfo-ID': '<urn:uuid:f9e1483f-a321-4c4d-8c87-64d13064f979>', 'WARC-Truncated': None}", 'previous_word_count': '1289', 'url': 'https://www.online-betting.me.uk/news/a-guide-to-virtual-sports-betting', 'warcinfo': 'isPartOf: CC-MAIN-2020-34\r\npublisher: Common Crawl\r\ndescription: Wide crawl of the web for August 2020\r\noperator: Common Crawl Admin (info@commoncrawl.org)\r\nhostname: ip-10-67-67-75.ec2.internal\r\nsoftware: Apache Nutch 1.17 (modified, https://github.com/commoncrawl/nutch/)\r\nrobots: checked via crawler-commons 1.2-SNAPSHOT (https://github.com/crawler-commons/crawler-commons)\r\nformat: WARC File Format 1.1\r\nconformsTo: http://iipc.github.io/warc-specifications/specifications/warc-format/warc-1.1/', 'fasttext_openhermes_reddit_eli5_vs_rw_v2_bigram_200k_train_prob': '0.057117760181427', 'original_id': '8f5e3b216625fa34a820282e98c7dbaccad46b03943f3a697782848956bf9305'} |
How to write a "shortest path" like command or at least a "find a path" command in MYSQL?
Imaging, there are social-media-data in a table like this:
u1 u2
0 3
1 2
1 4
2 3
3 1
3 4
It means:
User 0 follows User 3
User 1 follows User 2
User 1 follows User 4
...
Now I want to know: Is there a way/path from User 0 to User 2?
Yes. User 0 follows User 3. User 3 follows User 1. User 1 follows User 2.
But how can a solve this problem as a SQL-Command?
I want to know if there is such a path. Optional I want to know what the path is. And is it possible to get the shortest path somehow?
Possible duplicate of Get tree path in MySQL table
MySQL does not really support hierarchical or recursive queries. You can do this with a stored procedure, using recursion or a while loop.
What version of MySQL? It's possible to do it in MySQL 8.x, but not in MySQL 5.x.
The query below works in MySQL 8.x since it requires a "Recursive Common Table Expression" (Recursive CTE):
with n (initial, path, current) as (
select u1, concat('', u1, '/', u2), u2 from my_table
where u1 = 0 -- initial node
union all
select n.initial, concat(n.path, '/', m.u2), m.u2
from my_table m
join n on n.current = m.u1
)
select * from n
where current = 2 -- target node
However, if you are using MySQL 5.x, then you're out of luck (to the best of my knowledge).
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Thursday, November 4, 2010
The Most Personal of the Impersonal
Exam rooms are almost always a dreary shade of white or pale green. Sometimes, a diploma hangs on a wall, but not often. Usually placed here and there, cardboard displays advertise how you too can be wrinkle free in only a lunch hour. Mixed in might be pamphlets describing various breast reconstruction options and always American Cancer Society guidelines for early detection. The room is always freezing and the table paper always crinkly. There isn't an element of warmth to be found or a single sign that I belong here. It screams sterile, clinical, and when the doctor walks in...a stranger walks in.
Unless you've experienced it, you might not realize breast cancer is more than a physical fight. Its sheer nature attacks your emotions. Your sense of self shrinks away as it pushes you out of your comfort zone, forced to endure scrutiny and the hands of strangers.
Yes, they're doctors doing their jobs and I want them to be better at it than anyone working a job anywhere. Having new doctors, these people I've never met before, comes with the territory. I accept it's a necessary part of the equation that makes up my new reality.
Cancer + Many New Doctors = Survival
So, Breast Surgeons, Plastic Surgeons, Oncologists, come on in. Welcome to my life. I don't know you, but here, feel me up and while you're doing that, tell me something personal about you because aside from the stellar credentials I read off your internet profile, I don't know a damn thing. Are you married? Kids? Cat person or dog person? From my vantage point, this probably shouldn't be the info that matters, but it does. I need this relationship to be a little less impersonal.
What do you know about me? You know my mother and aunt died from this disease and that my biopsy didn't turn out as I had hoped. Do you know I have two little boys? Do you know my husband and I went to Russia five times to adopt them? Do you even want to know who I am outside this room?
Does any of this matter in the cancer long run? You bet it does. To get better I have to strip bare, mentally and physically, time and time again. I have to let go of inhibitions, modesty and the very body part that defines the line between childhood and adulthood, and to some women, the essence of motherhood.
For me to accept that, I at least need my male doctors to know something other than my family history. I need them to understand this doesn't come easy, on so many levels other than the disease itself.
Cancer's world is filled with strangers, surgeries, high-tech scans, drugs and blood tests. It's an endless stream of follow-up visits back to those very cold rooms. From the outside looking in, it all seems very impersonal...but it's not. Just the opposite. It's personal. So very, very personal.
1. Well said Stacey. Why are these offices always so cold ? And they wonder why it's difficult to get a vein ??? Here's a thought. Try turning the temperature up past meat-locker. And what about those desk receptionists aka holier than thou gatekeepers ? Is there a school that teaches you to be that rude ? Years ago I called out one of these gatekeepers after she was particularly rude to me. She apologized and then said "I'm having a bad day". EXCUSE ME ????? YOU WORK IN AN ONCOLOGY OFFICE !!!!! Here's another thing. When you go for that very first visit it's like you're the Queen of England. People just couldn't be nicer. 6.5 years in, I may as well be chopped liver, metaphorically-speaking of course.
2. Anna, I can't believe someone in an oncology office actually said that to you. As if things aren't hard enough. And yes, the vein thing. That's always an issue for me, too. Thanks for reminding me, I might write about it.
Thanks, as always for reading.
3. Stacey, This is an excellent post. You really summed up how a lot of us feel. There are soooo many doctor appts especially in the beginning stages. I felt like each time was another tiny notch added onto my "humiliation" belt. I know no one intended for me to feel that way, but I did. Repeating my story over and over and being examined again and again. Now things are better since whether they wanted to or not, my doctors know me better - mostly because I engaged them in conversation. I think sometimes they are afraid to get too personal. Sorry this got so lengthy. You got me going!
4. Thanks, Nancy. I agree with everything you've said. It's funny (not really) we're all so different in some ways, yet parts of this "journey" affect us all the same. It's true, it has become a bit easier to see these guys since it's been more than a year and a half, but I never lose sight of how personal all this really is and that will never change. | dclm_baseline | {'bff_contained_ngram_count_before_dedupe': '0', 'language_id_whole_page_fasttext': "{'en': 0.9715915322303772}", 'metadata': "{'Content-Length': '86223', 'Content-Type': 'application/http; msgtype=response', 'WARC-Block-Digest': 'sha1:S6HB4RDQBTNR3YF7HONU4W3VS7I4GPJR', 'WARC-Concurrent-To': '<urn:uuid:6bf1933e-b165-486f-89cb-005059be5369>', 'WARC-Date': datetime.datetime(2020, 4, 4, 2, 53, 50), 'WARC-IP-Address': '172.217.7.179', 'WARC-Identified-Payload-Type': 'text/html', 'WARC-Payload-Digest': 'sha1:KIOKQ5DCUNLTWGTCE5MV6KMMEOCUS3MC', 'WARC-Record-ID': '<urn:uuid:c527c9af-0902-4450-be3a-4590d9fbbdf9>', 'WARC-Target-URI': 'http://www.bringingupgoliath.com/2010/11/most-personal-of-impersonal.html', 'WARC-Type': 'response', 'WARC-Warcinfo-ID': '<urn:uuid:29d021d9-c49c-4bfb-854d-ac59d28061dc>', 'WARC-Truncated': None}", 'previous_word_count': '844', 'url': 'http://www.bringingupgoliath.com/2010/11/most-personal-of-impersonal.html', 'warcinfo': 'isPartOf: CC-MAIN-2020-16\r\npublisher: Common Crawl\r\ndescription: Wide crawl of the web for March/April 2020\r\noperator: Common Crawl Admin (info@commoncrawl.org)\r\nhostname: ip-10-67-67-86.ec2.internal\r\nsoftware: Apache Nutch 1.16 (modified, https://github.com/commoncrawl/nutch/)\r\nrobots: checked via crawler-commons 1.1-SNAPSHOT (https://github.com/crawler-commons/crawler-commons)\r\nformat: WARC File Format 1.1\r\nconformsTo: http://iipc.github.io/warc-specifications/specifications/warc-format/warc-1.1/', 'fasttext_openhermes_reddit_eli5_vs_rw_v2_bigram_200k_train_prob': '0.22182542085647583', 'original_id': '80f4281ec5c18a3a25d4c2147c63017f7bd304bba7022fa5892ef6a7d64e664b'} |
This work will discuss the comparative impact the two ‘greater’ Caspian littorals have on global stability based on strategic objectives backed by military power and intervention. The comparison analyzes the United States, China, Russia, Iran, and Israel.
The following compilation, piggy-backing on the overwhelming positive response given from the last edition of the Caspian Project where Caspian littorals were compared within various cross-indexes covering corruption, utilizes the hard work done by to analyze and rank the world’s militaries today.
Although the Cold War is over, and now the most prevalent threats to national security are conventional and asymmetric in nature, nuclear weapons will always remain an integral part of international security, in addition to being a political and diplomatic tool.
It has been almost one year since the IV Caspian Summit in Astrakhan, Russia, where the presidents of the five Caspian states[1] signed a political declaration that denied any foreign military presence in the Caspian Sea.
This piece investigates the unique peculiarities of the Shanghai Cooperation Organization (SCO). Instead of being a Eurasian counterpart to the EU, an additional IO bridge between East and West, or even influenced by organizations like ASEAN, the SCO is dominated by micro-agendas that work in opposition to the theoretical literature explaining international organization purpose.
All the nuclear weapon-possessing states are working to develop new nuclear weapon systems and/or upgrade their existing ones; and the number of personnel deployed with peace operations worldwide continues to fall while the number of peace operations increases. These are the two key findings of SIPRI Yearbook 2015, which assesses the current state of armaments, disarmament and international security.
The Iranian military is predominately thought of for its capabilities and strategy in the Gulf. Though the competitors differ in the Caspian Sea, the Iranian Military has a similar composition and strategy in this theater.
In February 2013 the influential Moscow based ‘Military Industrial Courier’, published an article by Russia’s Chief of the General Staff, army General Valery Gerasimov. He explained, “That a perfectly striving country can, in a matter of months or even days, be transformed into an area of fierce armed conflict, become a victim of foreign intervention and sink into a web of chaos, humanitarian catastrophe and civil war…”
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a cost-effective solution
Material recovery facilities provide an opportunity for private sector to continue bringing innovative and effective solutions for progress towards regional or municipal recycling goals.
How would Metro Vancouver taxpayers benefit from a material recovery facility?
Establishing private sector material recovery facilities in Metro Vancouver would create no increase in taxes or user fees, and no added impact on municipal budgets. NextUse’s proposed facility in Coquitlam would be built and operated at no additional cost to taxpayers and residents/businesses.
Alongside NextUse, other BC entrepreneurs are poised to invest upwards of $100 million dollars to build modern facilities that would pull out and recover recyclable material from the unsorted waste stream and ensure valuable material does not continue to go straight to disposal at an incinerator or a landfill.
Local government has not typically played a role in the disposal end of the waste management process, other than through licensing. The Coquitlam facility proposed by NextUse is a viable option that could operate within the existing regulatory context for our region. Residual material from the facility would go to a regional disposal facility determined by Metro Vancouver.
In the past, the private sector has stepped up to help the region reach its waste reduction goals. This can continue. More recycling and more jobs, with no increase in fees, taxes, or impact on public budgets. Private companies can focus on maximizing recovery for the purpose of recycling, leaving government budgets to focus on priorities like public transit, water treatment facilities and public safety.
What is there to lose?
Metro Vancouver’s incineration plan would cost taxpayers more than $500 million, and increase waste disposal fees by 40% or more.
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<h1> Proof that every number ≥ <span class="math-container" id="11078836" visual_id="2663"><math alttext="8" class="ltx_Math" display="inline" xmlns="http://www.w3.org/1998/Math/MathML"><semantics><mn>8</mn></semantics></math></span> can be represented by a sum of fives and threes. </h1>
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<p>Can you check if my proof is right?</p> <p>Theorem. <span class="math-container" id="11078837" visual_id="2119755"><math alttext="\forall x\geq 8,x" class="ltx_Math" display="inline" xmlns="http://www.w3.org/1998/Math/MathML"><semantics><mrow><mrow><mo>∀</mo><mi>x</mi></mrow><mo>≥</mo><mrow><mn>8</mn><mo>,</mo><mi>x</mi></mrow></mrow></semantics></math></span> can be represented by <span class="math-container" id="11078838" visual_id="1747639"><math alttext="5a+3b" class="ltx_Math" display="inline" xmlns="http://www.w3.org/1998/Math/MathML"><semantics><mrow><mrow><mn>5</mn><mo></mo><mi>a</mi></mrow><mo>+</mo><mrow><mn>3</mn><mo></mo><mi>b</mi></mrow></mrow></semantics></math></span> where <span class="math-container" id="11078839" visual_id="170847"><math alttext="a,b\in\mathbb{N}" class="ltx_Math" display="inline" xmlns="http://www.w3.org/1998/Math/MathML"><semantics><mrow><mrow><mi>a</mi><mo>,</mo><mi>b</mi></mrow><mo>∈</mo><mi>ℕ</mi></mrow></semantics></math></span>.</p> <p>Base case(s): <span class="math-container" id="11078840" visual_id="2119756"><math alttext="x=8=3\cdot 1+5\cdot 1\quad\checkmark\\ x=9=3\cdot 3+5\cdot 0\quad\checkmark\\ x=10=3\cdot 0+5\cdot 2\quad\checkmark" class="ltx_Math" display="inline" xmlns="http://www.w3.org/1998/Math/MathML"><semantics><mrow><mrow><mi>x</mi><mo>=</mo><mn>8</mn><mo>=</mo><mrow><mrow><mn>3</mn><mo>⋅</mo><mn>1</mn></mrow><mo>+</mo><mrow><mn>5</mn><mo>⋅</mo><mn>1</mn></mrow></mrow></mrow><mo mathvariant="italic" separator="true"> </mo><mrow><mrow><mi mathvariant="normal">✓</mi><mo></mo><mi>x</mi></mrow><mo>=</mo><mn>9</mn><mo>=</mo><mrow><mrow><mn>3</mn><mo>⋅</mo><mn>3</mn></mrow><mo>+</mo><mrow><mn>5</mn><mo>⋅</mo><mn>0</mn></mrow></mrow></mrow><mo mathvariant="italic" separator="true"> </mo><mrow><mrow><mi mathvariant="normal">✓</mi><mo></mo><mi>x</mi></mrow><mo>=</mo><mn>10</mn><mo>=</mo><mrow><mrow><mn>3</mn><mo>⋅</mo><mn>0</mn></mrow><mo>+</mo><mrow><mn>5</mn><mo>⋅</mo><mn>2</mn></mrow></mrow></mrow><mo mathvariant="italic" separator="true"> </mo><mi mathvariant="normal">✓</mi></mrow></semantics></math></span></p> <p>Inductive step:</p> <p><span class="math-container" id="11078841" visual_id="2119757"><math alttext="n\in\mathbb{N}\\ a_{1}=8,a_{n}=a_{1}+(x-1)\cdot 3\\ b_{1}=9,b_{n}=b_{1}+(x-1)\cdot 3=a_{1}+1+(x-1)\cdot 3\\ c_{1}=10,c_{n}=c_{1}+(x-1)\cdot 3=b_{1}+1+(x-1)\cdot 3=a_{1}+2+(x-1)\cdot 3\\ \\ S=\{x\in\mathbb{N}:x\in a_{x}\lor x\in b_{x}\lor x\in c_{x}\}" class="ltx_Math" display="inline" xmlns="http://www.w3.org/1998/Math/MathML"><semantics><mrow><mrow><mi>n</mi><mo>∈</mo><mrow><mi>ℕ</mi><mo></mo><msub><mi>a</mi><mn>1</mn></msub></mrow><mo>=</mo><mn>8</mn></mrow><mo>,</mo><mrow><msub><mi>a</mi><mi>n</mi></msub><mo>=</mo><mrow><msub><mi>a</mi><mn>1</mn></msub><mo>+</mo><mrow><mrow><mrow><mo stretchy="false">(</mo><mrow><mi>x</mi><mo>-</mo><mn>1</mn></mrow><mo stretchy="false">)</mo></mrow><mo>⋅</mo><mn>3</mn></mrow><mo></mo><msub><mi>b</mi><mn>1</mn></msub></mrow></mrow><mo>=</mo><mn>9</mn></mrow><mo>,</mo><mrow><msub><mi>b</mi><mi>n</mi></msub><mo>=</mo><mrow><msub><mi>b</mi><mn>1</mn></msub><mo>+</mo><mrow><mrow><mo stretchy="false">(</mo><mrow><mi>x</mi><mo>-</mo><mn>1</mn></mrow><mo stretchy="false">)</mo></mrow><mo>⋅</mo><mn>3</mn></mrow></mrow><mo>=</mo><mrow><msub><mi>a</mi><mn>1</mn></msub><mo>+</mo><mn>1</mn><mo>+</mo><mrow><mrow><mrow><mo stretchy="false">(</mo><mrow><mi>x</mi><mo>-</mo><mn>1</mn></mrow><mo stretchy="false">)</mo></mrow><mo>⋅</mo><mn>3</mn></mrow><mo></mo><msub><mi>c</mi><mn>1</mn></msub></mrow></mrow><mo>=</mo><mn>10</mn></mrow><mo>,</mo><mrow><msub><mi>c</mi><mi>n</mi></msub><mo>=</mo><mrow><msub><mi>c</mi><mn>1</mn></msub><mo>+</mo><mrow><mrow><mo stretchy="false">(</mo><mrow><mi>x</mi><mo>-</mo><mn>1</mn></mrow><mo stretchy="false">)</mo></mrow><mo>⋅</mo><mn>3</mn></mrow></mrow><mo>=</mo><mrow><msub><mi>b</mi><mn>1</mn></msub><mo>+</mo><mn>1</mn><mo>+</mo><mrow><mrow><mo stretchy="false">(</mo><mrow><mi>x</mi><mo>-</mo><mn>1</mn></mrow><mo stretchy="false">)</mo></mrow><mo>⋅</mo><mn>3</mn></mrow></mrow><mo>=</mo><mrow><msub><mi>a</mi><mn>1</mn></msub><mo>+</mo><mn>2</mn><mo>+</mo><mrow><mrow><mrow><mo stretchy="false">(</mo><mrow><mi>x</mi><mo>-</mo><mn>1</mn></mrow><mo stretchy="false">)</mo></mrow><mo>⋅</mo><mn>3</mn></mrow><mo></mo><mi>S</mi></mrow></mrow><mo>=</mo><mrow><mo stretchy="false">{</mo><mrow><mi>x</mi><mo>∈</mo><mi>ℕ</mi></mrow><mo>:</mo><mrow><mi>x</mi><mo>∈</mo><mrow><msub><mi>a</mi><mi>x</mi></msub><mo>∨</mo><mi>x</mi></mrow><mo>∈</mo><mrow><msub><mi>b</mi><mi>x</mi></msub><mo>∨</mo><mi>x</mi></mrow><mo>∈</mo><msub><mi>c</mi><mi>x</mi></msub></mrow><mo stretchy="false">}</mo></mrow></mrow></mrow></semantics></math></span></p> <p>Basis stays true, because <span class="math-container" id="11078842" visual_id="2119758"><math alttext="8,9,10\in S" class="ltx_Math" display="inline" xmlns="http://www.w3.org/1998/Math/MathML"><semantics><mrow><mrow><mn>8</mn><mo>,</mo><mn>9</mn><mo>,</mo><mn>10</mn></mrow><mo>∈</mo><mi>S</mi></mrow></semantics></math></span></p> <p>Lets assume that <span class="math-container" id="11078843" visual_id="8272"><math alttext="x\in S" class="ltx_Math" display="inline" xmlns="http://www.w3.org/1998/Math/MathML"><semantics><mrow><mi>x</mi><mo>∈</mo><mi>S</mi></mrow></semantics></math></span>. That means <span class="math-container" id="11078844" visual_id="2119759"><math alttext="x\in a_{n}\lor x\in b_{n}\lor x\in c_{n}" class="ltx_Math" display="inline" xmlns="http://www.w3.org/1998/Math/MathML"><semantics><mrow><mi>x</mi><mo>∈</mo><mrow><msub><mi>a</mi><mi>n</mi></msub><mo>∨</mo><mi>x</mi></mrow><mo>∈</mo><mrow><msub><mi>b</mi><mi>n</mi></msub><mo>∨</mo><mi>x</mi></mrow><mo>∈</mo><msub><mi>c</mi><mi>n</mi></msub></mrow></semantics></math></span>.</p> <p>If <span class="math-container" id="11078845" visual_id="1587276"><math alttext="x\in a_{n}" class="ltx_Math" display="inline" xmlns="http://www.w3.org/1998/Math/MathML"><semantics><mrow><mi>x</mi><mo>∈</mo><msub><mi>a</mi><mi>n</mi></msub></mrow></semantics></math></span> then <span class="math-container" id="11078846" visual_id="2119760"><math alttext="x+1\in b_{x}" class="ltx_Math" display="inline" xmlns="http://www.w3.org/1998/Math/MathML"><semantics><mrow><mrow><mi>x</mi><mo>+</mo><mn>1</mn></mrow><mo>∈</mo><msub><mi>b</mi><mi>x</mi></msub></mrow></semantics></math></span>,</p> <p>If <span class="math-container" id="11078847" visual_id="2119761"><math alttext="x\in b_{x}" class="ltx_Math" display="inline" xmlns="http://www.w3.org/1998/Math/MathML"><semantics><mrow><mi>x</mi><mo>∈</mo><msub><mi>b</mi><mi>x</mi></msub></mrow></semantics></math></span> then <span class="math-container" id="11078848" visual_id="2119762"><math alttext="x+1\in c_{x}" class="ltx_Math" display="inline" xmlns="http://www.w3.org/1998/Math/MathML"><semantics><mrow><mrow><mi>x</mi><mo>+</mo><mn>1</mn></mrow><mo>∈</mo><msub><mi>c</mi><mi>x</mi></msub></mrow></semantics></math></span>,</p> <p>If <span class="math-container" id="11078849" visual_id="2119763"><math alttext="x\in c_{x}" class="ltx_Math" display="inline" xmlns="http://www.w3.org/1998/Math/MathML"><semantics><mrow><mi>x</mi><mo>∈</mo><msub><mi>c</mi><mi>x</mi></msub></mrow></semantics></math></span> then <span class="math-container" id="11078850" visual_id="2119764"><math alttext="x+1\in a_{x}" class="ltx_Math" display="inline" xmlns="http://www.w3.org/1998/Math/MathML"><semantics><mrow><mrow><mi>x</mi><mo>+</mo><mn>1</mn></mrow><mo>∈</mo><msub><mi>a</mi><mi>x</mi></msub></mrow></semantics></math></span>.</p> <p>I can't prove that but it's obvious. What do you think about this?</p>
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<tr><td comment_id="2405567"> This seems to me a good formulation, even though it is not the usual one. (Maybe it is better!) It requires only the proofs of the last three statements, for which you can get a good hint by looking at how you change <span class="math-container" id="11078989" visual_id="20"><math alttext="m" class="ltx_Math" display="inline" xmlns="http://www.w3.org/1998/Math/MathML"><semantics><mi>m</mi></semantics></math></span> and <span class="math-container" id="11078952" visual_id="177"><math alttext="n" class="ltx_Math" display="inline" xmlns="http://www.w3.org/1998/Math/MathML"><semantics><mi>n</mi></semantics></math></span> in the sum <span class="math-container" id="11078853" visual_id="2119765"><math alttext="x=3m+5n" class="ltx_Math" display="inline" xmlns="http://www.w3.org/1998/Math/MathML"><semantics><mrow><mi>x</mi><mo>=</mo><mrow><mrow><mn>3</mn><mo></mo><mi>m</mi></mrow><mo>+</mo><mrow><mn>5</mn><mo></mo><mi>n</mi></mrow></mrow></mrow></semantics></math></span> when you transition from <span class="math-container" id="11078854" visual_id="321204"><math alttext="x=a_{1}" class="ltx_Math" display="inline" xmlns="http://www.w3.org/1998/Math/MathML"><semantics><mrow><mi>x</mi><mo>=</mo><msub><mi>a</mi><mn>1</mn></msub></mrow></semantics></math></span> to <span class="math-container" id="11078856" visual_id="5010"><math alttext="b_{1}" class="ltx_Math" display="inline" xmlns="http://www.w3.org/1998/Math/MathML"><semantics><msub><mi>b</mi><mn>1</mn></msub></semantics></math></span>, from <span class="math-container" id="11078856" visual_id="5010"><math alttext="b_{1}" class="ltx_Math" display="inline" xmlns="http://www.w3.org/1998/Math/MathML"><semantics><msub><mi>b</mi><mn>1</mn></msub></semantics></math></span> to <span class="math-container" id="11078858" visual_id="1761"><math alttext="c_{1}" class="ltx_Math" display="inline" xmlns="http://www.w3.org/1998/Math/MathML"><semantics><msub><mi>c</mi><mn>1</mn></msub></semantics></math></span>, and from <span class="math-container" id="11078858" visual_id="1761"><math alttext="c_{1}" class="ltx_Math" display="inline" xmlns="http://www.w3.org/1998/Math/MathML"><semantics><msub><mi>c</mi><mn>1</mn></msub></semantics></math></span> to <span class="math-container" id="11078930" visual_id="13145"><math alttext="a_{2}" class="ltx_Math" display="inline" xmlns="http://www.w3.org/1998/Math/MathML"><semantics><msub><mi>a</mi><mn>2</mn></msub></semantics></math></span>. </td></tr><tr><td comment_id="2407199"> This is the well-known [Frobenius Theorem/Chicken McNuggets Theorem/Coin problem/etc](http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Coin_problem) </td></tr><tr><td comment_id="2407411"> do you need to use induction? </td></tr>
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<p>You are almost done, actually you can prove it even without induction:</p> <p>If <span class="math-container" id="11078911" visual_id="2119774"><math alttext="\forall x\geq 8" class="ltx_Math" display="inline" xmlns="http://www.w3.org/1998/Math/MathML"><semantics><mrow><mrow><mo>∀</mo><mi>x</mi></mrow><mo>≥</mo><mn>8</mn></mrow></semantics></math></span> and you must prove that <span class="math-container" id="11078912" visual_id="2119775"><math alttext="x\in\mathbb{N}\land x=5a+3b" class="ltx_Math" display="inline" xmlns="http://www.w3.org/1998/Math/MathML"><semantics><mrow><mi>x</mi><mo>∈</mo><mrow><mi>ℕ</mi><mo>∧</mo><mi>x</mi></mrow><mo>=</mo><mrow><mrow><mn>5</mn><mo></mo><mi>a</mi></mrow><mo>+</mo><mrow><mn>3</mn><mo></mo><mi>b</mi></mrow></mrow></mrow></semantics></math></span></p> <p>Let <span class="math-container" id="11078913" visual_id="273"><math alttext="x_{1}" class="ltx_Math" display="inline" xmlns="http://www.w3.org/1998/Math/MathML"><semantics><msub><mi>x</mi><mn>1</mn></msub></semantics></math></span> be 8 and consider your base cases:</p> <p><span class="math-container" id="11078914" visual_id="2119776"><math alttext="x_{1}=8=3⋅1+5⋅1" class="ltx_Math" display="inline" xmlns="http://www.w3.org/1998/Math/MathML"><semantics><mrow><msub><mi>x</mi><mn>1</mn></msub><mo>=</mo><mn>8</mn><mo>=</mo><mrow><mrow><mn>3</mn><mo></mo><mi mathvariant="normal">⋅</mi><mo></mo><mn>1</mn></mrow><mo>+</mo><mrow><mn>5</mn><mo></mo><mi mathvariant="normal">⋅</mi><mo></mo><mn>1</mn></mrow></mrow></mrow></semantics></math></span></p> <p><span class="math-container" id="11078915" visual_id="2119777"><math alttext="x_{2}=9=3⋅3+5⋅0" class="ltx_Math" display="inline" xmlns="http://www.w3.org/1998/Math/MathML"><semantics><mrow><msub><mi>x</mi><mn>2</mn></msub><mo>=</mo><mn>9</mn><mo>=</mo><mrow><mrow><mn>3</mn><mo></mo><mi mathvariant="normal">⋅</mi><mo></mo><mn>3</mn></mrow><mo>+</mo><mrow><mn>5</mn><mo></mo><mi mathvariant="normal">⋅</mi><mo></mo><mn>0</mn></mrow></mrow></mrow></semantics></math></span></p> <p><span class="math-container" id="11078916" visual_id="2119778"><math alttext="x_{3}=10=3⋅0+5⋅2" class="ltx_Math" display="inline" xmlns="http://www.w3.org/1998/Math/MathML"><semantics><mrow><msub><mi>x</mi><mn>3</mn></msub><mo>=</mo><mn>10</mn><mo>=</mo><mrow><mrow><mn>3</mn><mo></mo><mi mathvariant="normal">⋅</mi><mo></mo><mn>0</mn></mrow><mo>+</mo><mrow><mn>5</mn><mo></mo><mi mathvariant="normal">⋅</mi><mo></mo><mn>2</mn></mrow></mrow></mrow></semantics></math></span></p> <p>This is true for the first 3 <span class="math-container" id="11078917" visual_id="177"><math alttext="n" class="ltx_Math" display="inline" xmlns="http://www.w3.org/1998/Math/MathML"><semantics><mi>n</mi></semantics></math></span> (1, 2 and 3) of <span class="math-container" id="11078918" visual_id="615"><math alttext="x_{n}" class="ltx_Math" display="inline" xmlns="http://www.w3.org/1998/Math/MathML"><semantics><msub><mi>x</mi><mi>n</mi></msub></semantics></math></span>.</p> <p>Now, consider the following:</p> <p><span class="math-container" id="11078919" visual_id="2119779"><math alttext="x_{4}=11=x_{1}+3" class="ltx_Math" display="inline" xmlns="http://www.w3.org/1998/Math/MathML"><semantics><mrow><msub><mi>x</mi><mn>4</mn></msub><mo>=</mo><mn>11</mn><mo>=</mo><mrow><msub><mi>x</mi><mn>1</mn></msub><mo>+</mo><mn>3</mn></mrow></mrow></semantics></math></span></p> <p><span class="math-container" id="11078920" visual_id="2119780"><math alttext="x_{5}=12=x_{2}+3" class="ltx_Math" display="inline" xmlns="http://www.w3.org/1998/Math/MathML"><semantics><mrow><msub><mi>x</mi><mn>5</mn></msub><mo>=</mo><mn>12</mn><mo>=</mo><mrow><msub><mi>x</mi><mn>2</mn></msub><mo>+</mo><mn>3</mn></mrow></mrow></semantics></math></span></p> <p><span class="math-container" id="11078921" visual_id="2119781"><math alttext="x_{6}=13=x_{3}+3" class="ltx_Math" display="inline" xmlns="http://www.w3.org/1998/Math/MathML"><semantics><mrow><msub><mi>x</mi><mn>6</mn></msub><mo>=</mo><mn>13</mn><mo>=</mo><mrow><msub><mi>x</mi><mn>3</mn></msub><mo>+</mo><mn>3</mn></mrow></mrow></semantics></math></span></p> <p><span class="math-container" id="11078922" visual_id="2119782"><math alttext="x_{7}=14=x_{4}+3" class="ltx_Math" display="inline" xmlns="http://www.w3.org/1998/Math/MathML"><semantics><mrow><msub><mi>x</mi><mn>7</mn></msub><mo>=</mo><mn>14</mn><mo>=</mo><mrow><msub><mi>x</mi><mn>4</mn></msub><mo>+</mo><mn>3</mn></mrow></mrow></semantics></math></span></p> <p><span class="math-container" id="11078923" visual_id="2119783"><math alttext="x_{8}=15=x_{5}+3" class="ltx_Math" display="inline" xmlns="http://www.w3.org/1998/Math/MathML"><semantics><mrow><msub><mi>x</mi><mn>8</mn></msub><mo>=</mo><mn>15</mn><mo>=</mo><mrow><msub><mi>x</mi><mn>5</mn></msub><mo>+</mo><mn>3</mn></mrow></mrow></semantics></math></span></p> <p><span class="math-container" id="11078924" visual_id="4669"><math alttext="..." class="ltx_Math" display="inline" xmlns="http://www.w3.org/1998/Math/MathML"><semantics><mi mathvariant="normal">…</mi></semantics></math></span></p> <p><span class="math-container" id="11078925" visual_id="2119784"><math alttext="x_{n}=x_{n-3}+3\,\,\,\,\,\,\forall n\gt 3" class="ltx_Math" display="inline" xmlns="http://www.w3.org/1998/Math/MathML"><semantics><mrow><msub><mi>x</mi><mi>n</mi></msub><mo>=</mo><mrow><mrow><msub><mi>x</mi><mrow><mi>n</mi><mo>-</mo><mn>3</mn></mrow></msub><mo>+</mo><mn>3</mn></mrow><mo mathvariant="italic" separator="true"> </mo><mrow><mo>∀</mo><mrow><mi>n</mi><mo></mo><merror class="ltx_ERROR undefined undefined"><mtext>\gt</mtext></merror><mo></mo><mn>3</mn></mrow></mrow></mrow></mrow></semantics></math></span></p> <p>As you can see from the <em>pattern</em>, it's obvious that you are summing only multiples of 3 basing on your previous results (which were also sums of multiples of threes and multiples of fives).</p> <p>And you may also note that as soon as you sum 5 threes (<span class="math-container" id="11078926" visual_id="2119785"><math alttext="3+3+3+3+3=15=3⋅5" class="ltx_Math" display="inline" xmlns="http://www.w3.org/1998/Math/MathML"><semantics><mrow><mrow><mn>3</mn><mo>+</mo><mn>3</mn><mo>+</mo><mn>3</mn><mo>+</mo><mn>3</mn><mo>+</mo><mn>3</mn></mrow><mo>=</mo><mn>15</mn><mo>=</mo><mrow><mn>3</mn><mo></mo><mi mathvariant="normal">⋅</mi><mo></mo><mn>5</mn></mrow></mrow></semantics></math></span>) you can safely replace them with 3 fives (<span class="math-container" id="11078927" visual_id="2119786"><math alttext="5+5+5=15=3⋅5" class="ltx_Math" display="inline" xmlns="http://www.w3.org/1998/Math/MathML"><semantics><mrow><mrow><mn>5</mn><mo>+</mo><mn>5</mn><mo>+</mo><mn>5</mn></mrow><mo>=</mo><mn>15</mn><mo>=</mo><mrow><mn>3</mn><mo></mo><mi mathvariant="normal">⋅</mi><mo></mo><mn>5</mn></mrow></mrow></semantics></math></span>)</p> <p>The previous equation leads to a recurrence relation and you can say with certainty that your statement is true <span class="math-container" id="11078928" visual_id="2119774"><math alttext="\forall x\geq 8" class="ltx_Math" display="inline" xmlns="http://www.w3.org/1998/Math/MathML"><semantics><mrow><mrow><mo>∀</mo><mi>x</mi></mrow><mo>≥</mo><mn>8</mn></mrow></semantics></math></span></p>
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<tr><td comment_id="5332881"> I upvoted this. I like the idea that you only focus on 3 ! </td></tr>
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<tr><td post_id="1791541"> Show that <span class="math-container" id="16551986" visual_id="7305990"><math alttext="5\mathbb{N}+3\mathbb{N}" class="ltx_Math" display="inline" xmlns="http://www.w3.org/1998/Math/MathML"><semantics><mrow><mrow><mn>5</mn><mo></mo><mi>ℕ</mi></mrow><mo>+</mo><mrow><mn>3</mn><mo></mo><mi>ℕ</mi></mrow></mrow></semantics></math></span>={<span class="math-container" id="16551987" visual_id="7305991"><math alttext="0,3,5,6,8,9,10,11,12,..." class="ltx_Math" display="inline" xmlns="http://www.w3.org/1998/Math/MathML"><semantics><mrow><mn>0</mn><mo>,</mo><mn>3</mn><mo>,</mo><mn>5</mn><mo>,</mo><mn>6</mn><mo>,</mo><mn>8</mn><mo>,</mo><mn>9</mn><mo>,</mo><mn>10</mn><mo>,</mo><mn>11</mn><mo>,</mo><mn>12</mn><mo>,</mo><mi mathvariant="normal">…</mi></mrow></semantics></math></span>}. </td></tr>
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1. Field of the Invention
This invention is generally directed to implements or attachments for use with "walk behind" yard maintenance devices, such as lawn mowers or snowthrowers, either powered or completely manual. More specifically, the present invention sets forth the combination of a hopper and chute which may be used to distribute a granular lawn care protect, such as fertilizer, in a controlled manner during the normal use of the lawn mower while engaged in mowing a lawn.
2. Related Technology
One such device of which the applicant is aware is disclosed in U.S. Pat. No. Re. 32,067, issued to Emory. The '067 patent discloses a hopper supported at each end by drive wheels which are vertically aligned with and which engage the rear wheels of a conventional lawn mower. As the mower 1s pushed or mechanically driven across the ground, the rear wheels rotate, and being in frictional contact with the hopper drive wheels, cause the drive wheels to rotate. The hopper drive wheels are linked to an agitator residing near the bottom of the hopper which urges fertilizer contained within the hopper to fall through a slot located along the bottom of the hopper.
The '067 patent further discloses a series of funnels that are permanently affixed to the bottom of the hopper slot such that all of the material falling through the slot is captured by one of the funnels. The outlet of each funnel is attached to a flexible tube with an outlet end which can be adjustably positioned along a perforated horizontal splash plate.
The shortcomings of the '067 device are several. First, in an effort to build a spreader which can be adapted "to all lawn mower widths", considerable mechanical complexity is introduced All attachment hardware must be individually adjusted for each lawn mower deck/handle/width/height configuration, and the discharge tubes must be individually routed to avoid both interference with the lawn mower handle and to provide the desired width of fertilizer distribution.
Second, the '067 device discharges fertilizer in response to any movement of the lawn mower rear wheels, regardless of whether the lawn mower 1s moving forward or in reverse. In mowing a typical lawn, there is considerable reverse movement of the lawn mower when mowing in the vicinity of bushes, trees and other commonly encountered obstacles. The '067 device therefore distributes a disproportionately large amount of fertilizer in the region of lawn obstacles and during turning maneuvers.
Third, the '067 device requires frequent labor intensive maintenance. Insofar as the lawn mower represents a machine which encounters frequent shock and near constant vibration in an atmosphere filled within fine particles, the '067 device, with its numerous chains, brackets and clamps, must be retightened and readjusted frequently. The outlet tube/funnel assemblies are subject to clogging and cracking, and may need individual cleaning, replacement and readjustment. The funnel/outlet tube arrangement results in variable residence times and discharge rates for the fertilizer depending on which particular funnel is encountered upon leaving the hopper.
Fourth, installation requires the use of two special wheel mount tools which must be affixed to the rear mower wheels prior to installation of the '067 device onto a lawn mower deck, and which must be removed after installation of the device is complete.
Fifth, the spreader plate of the '067 device is yet another mechanical component requiring separate mounting and adjustment for each individual lawn mower. Its nominally flat, horizontal configuration results in a disproportionate quantity of fertilizer being distributed over each side edge of the plate even when the plate is perfectly flat. When the mower 1s tilted for any reason, which is frequent in actual lawn mower operation, an even greater quantity of fertilizer is "dumped" over the lower of the two side edges, resulting in a concentration of fertilizer at the edges of the mower path, an effect which is exaggerated by succeeding passes of the lawn mower.
Problems such as the aforementioned explain in large part why the fertilizer spreader has yet to become a commonly used attachment on the typical lawn mower.
Other references of interest include U.S. Pat. No. 1,876,409, issued to Gordon, which discloses a fertilizer and seed spreader attachment for a rotary push type mower. The spreader mounts directly on the reel mower and includes a hopper for holding granular materials. The hopper includes an adjustable opening at its bottom through which the granular materials drop. A generally cylindrical distributing mechanism disperses the falling granular material ahead of the reel mower. The cylindrical distributor is driven by intermediate wheels that contact the large reel mower wheels. The intermediate wheels drive the driven wheels that are mounted on the same shaft as the cylindrical distributor. The driven wheels include clutches that permit transmission of power to the cylindrical distributor when the reel mower 1s pushed in a forward direction but stop transmission of power to the distributor when the reel mower 1s pulled in a rearward direction. The intermediate wheels can be pivoted away from the reel mower wheels and the driven wheels can be pivoted so that they are in direct contact with the reel mower wheels. When the wheels are positioned in that configuration, the spreader attachment will operate when the reel mower 1s pulled backward but, of course, the reel cutting blades will not rotate. Gordon does not disclose a spreader plate with channels nor does Gordon disclose a simplified means for mounting the attachment onto the mower.
U.S. Pat. No. Re. 3,278, issued to Stevens et al. discloses a seed planter with a spreader plate that includes channels wherein the spreader plate and channels are relatively narrow at the top and are significantly wider at the bottom. Alternative spreader plate designs are shown in FIGS. 4-7 of Stevens et al.
U.S. Pat. No. 1,988,115, issued to Elphingstone, discloses a spreader attachment for a truck wherein the spreader plate includes a series of adjacent channels for distributing a generally granular material.
U.S. Pat. No. 1,322,006, issued to Schadt et al., discloses a scatterer-unloader that includes a spreader plate with side by side channels for distributing a generally granular material.
U.S. Pat. No. 2,974,963, issued to McBride, discloses a fertilizer spreader attachment for lawn mowers that includes a disposable hopper filled with granular material that mounts on the mower. The hopper includes an adjustable opening at the bottom of the hopper through which the granular material is dropped. Material is dispensed when the mower 1s pushed over the ground which causes the hopper to vibrate which, in turn, causes the granular material to be dispensed from the hopper.
U.S. Pat. No. 1,618,443, issued to Knight, discloses a spreader plate on a wheelbarrow that diverges as it extends down and away from the wheelbarrow. The spreader plate also includes guide ridges to help distribute the material evenly over the plate.
U.S. Pat. No. 3,477,212, issued to Coffman, discloses a lawn mower fertilizer spreader attachment that includes a hopper mounted directly on the lawn mower. The attachment includes a wheel that is driven by one of the lawn mower wheels. The driven wheel is connected to and drives an agitator within the hopper that helps to deliver granular fertilizer to a discharge spout that drops the fertilizer into the cutting deck of the mower. An adjustable plate located adjacent to the outlet of the hopper controls the volume of flow through the discharge spout. Coffman does not disclose a clutch wherein the delivery of the granular fertilizer is stopped when the mower 1s pulled in a rearward direction.
U.S. Pat. No. 3,942,308, issued to Vicendese et al. discloses a lawn mower fertilizer spreader attachment that includes a hopper mounted directly on the lawn mower. The hopper is mounted directly over the rear axle of the lawn mower and includes an agitator at the bottom of the hopper that has a drive shaft concentrically affixed to the rear wheel.
U.S. Pat. No. 3,100,371, issued to Redmon, discloses a lawn mower fertilizer spreader attachment that includes a hopper mounted directly on the mower. The attachment includes a wheel that is driven by one of the lawn mower wheels. The driven wheel is connected to and drives an agitator within the hopper that helps to deliver granular fertilizer through the discharge opening into the mower deck. In alternate embodiments, Redmon discloses lawnmowers with similar fertilizing attachments that disperse the granular fertilizer into the cutting chamber of the lawn mower. Redmon does not disclose a clutch wherein the delivery of granular fertilizer is stopped when the mower 1s pulled backwards.
U.S. Pat. No. 3,102,375, issued to Troka et al., discloses a lawn mower fertilizer spreader attachment that includes a hopper mounted directly on the lawn mower. The hopper is mounted generally rearward of the rear mower wheels and includes an agitator at the bottom of the hopper that is driven by a pair of wheels that contact and are rotated by the rear mower wheels.
U.S. Pat. No. 3,375,644, issued to Harper, discloses a belt driven fertilizer spreader attachment for lawnmowers. One embodiment shows a fertilizer spreader attachment that is mounted on the front portion of the deck while another embodiment shows a similar attachment mounted on the handlebar assembly of the mower. Both embodiments have means for discharging the fertilizer through an opening in the deck. The drive belt system drives an agitator within the fertilizer spreader hopper.
U.S. Pat. No. 2,792,970, issued to Gaiman, discloses a fertilizer spreader attachment for a lawn mower that includes a hopper and a wheel driven agitator within the hopper to aid in the distribution of the fertilizer through an adjustable opening in the bottom of the hopper. The hopper can be pivoted away from the ground engaging wheel of the mower so that the agitator within the hopper is not driven.
Finally, U.S. Pat. No. 2,991,914, issued to Johnson, Jr., discloses a fertilizer spreader attachment that includes a rotating perforated drum that is rotated by a front ground engaging wheel of the lawn mower. | mini_pile | {'original_id': '2b9263214da8e7ac6197e49f2858a46e0e40ea653463d2f64308e3ca32d05bf3'} |
Startup Stock Exchange
The Startup Stock Exchange provides a government regulated public securities market for startups and small businesses to sell ownership shares directly to global investors. The shares trade freely on the exchange providing investors a liquid market where they can invest at any level of ownership and any stage of growth. The startups raise money at a significantly lower cost of capital, with less paperwork and in a shorter period of time than current money raising methods. | dclm_baseline | {'bff_contained_ngram_count_before_dedupe': '0', 'language_id_whole_page_fasttext': "{'en': 0.9305104613304138}", 'metadata': "{'Content-Length': '42289', 'Content-Type': 'application/http; msgtype=response', 'WARC-Block-Digest': 'sha1:YEYGCRJBA4WELUWEUAIQDXKNEI6JRUQN', 'WARC-Concurrent-To': '<urn:uuid:185d315c-2003-4cd2-91d8-d641ab181bd7>', 'WARC-Date': datetime.datetime(2021, 9, 18, 8, 4, 53), 'WARC-IP-Address': '192.30.139.60', 'WARC-Identified-Payload-Type': 'text/html', 'WARC-Payload-Digest': 'sha1:DTII3VGDR25NDO4DYD2J34XKPLN37MZT', 'WARC-Record-ID': '<urn:uuid:8178038e-a361-4d0f-8d4f-107446fe678f>', 'WARC-Target-URI': 'https://connect.releasewire.com/company/startup-stock-exchange-41666.htm', 'WARC-Type': 'response', 'WARC-Warcinfo-ID': '<urn:uuid:35ffb5ee-c614-485c-9a6a-bc19c051b50d>', 'WARC-Truncated': None}", 'previous_word_count': '79', 'url': 'https://connect.releasewire.com/company/startup-stock-exchange-41666.htm', 'warcinfo': 'isPartOf: CC-MAIN-2021-39\r\npublisher: Common Crawl\r\ndescription: Wide crawl of the web for September 2021\r\noperator: Common Crawl Admin (info@commoncrawl.org)\r\nhostname: ip-10-67-67-102\r\nsoftware: Apache Nutch 1.18 (modified, https://github.com/commoncrawl/nutch/)\r\nrobots: checked via crawler-commons 1.2-SNAPSHOT (https://github.com/crawler-commons/crawler-commons)\r\nformat: WARC File Format 1.1\r\nconformsTo: https://iipc.github.io/warc-specifications/specifications/warc-format/warc-1.1/', 'fasttext_openhermes_reddit_eli5_vs_rw_v2_bigram_200k_train_prob': '0.8835968971252441', 'original_id': 'a6a78f25eb562aac3e2277d74df56507dc993c6c5aa835b43f15795c46929613'} |
I am so over everyone covering themselves in walker blood. It's beyond overused now.
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@redshirt Don't you wear a swimsuit every time you go to the pool or it's too much overused ? Things are as they are. If you know how not be bitten, you use it NO ? t's like you said " Oh, they killed the Walker again with a gun, and in the head.. oh, it's always the same... Oh this man use his Spade for digging his garden..." LOL | dclm_baseline | {'bff_contained_ngram_count_before_dedupe': '0', 'language_id_whole_page_fasttext': "{'en': 0.9684104323387146}", 'metadata': "{'Content-Length': '29445', 'Content-Type': 'application/http; msgtype=response', 'WARC-Block-Digest': 'sha1:BA3W47WITBLNOSSRLOFZ7JKV2QG2PKQ5', 'WARC-Concurrent-To': '<urn:uuid:d34f9b53-adca-417b-ae2a-de46f6936c48>', 'WARC-Date': datetime.datetime(2018, 10, 16, 23, 44, 16), 'WARC-IP-Address': '104.20.81.229', 'WARC-Identified-Payload-Type': 'text/html', 'WARC-Payload-Digest': 'sha1:EZW6PQJG6SOHWWUMRB4IY4NB4RF5DKWZ', 'WARC-Record-ID': '<urn:uuid:d6b86d2b-03a4-4256-ad80-9f9b5f1ef014>', 'WARC-Target-URI': 'https://trakt.tv/comments/96568', 'WARC-Type': 'response', 'WARC-Warcinfo-ID': '<urn:uuid:238a9b96-f1c1-4b8e-b949-fdfe7ee390dc>', 'WARC-Truncated': None}", 'previous_word_count': '85', 'url': 'https://trakt.tv/comments/96568', 'warcinfo': 'isPartOf: CC-MAIN-2018-43\r\npublisher: Common Crawl\r\ndescription: Wide crawl of the web for October 2018\r\noperator: Common Crawl Admin (info@commoncrawl.org)\r\nhostname: ip-10-45-10-135.ec2.internal\r\nsoftware: Apache Nutch 1.15 (modified, https://github.com/commoncrawl/nutch/)\r\nrobots: checked via crawler-commons 0.11-SNAPSHOT (https://github.com/crawler-commons/crawler-commons)\r\nformat: WARC File Format 1.1\r\nconformsTo: http://iipc.github.io/warc-specifications/specifications/warc-format/warc-1.1/', 'fasttext_openhermes_reddit_eli5_vs_rw_v2_bigram_200k_train_prob': '0.3923306465148926', 'original_id': 'c7fc12d5860dc785e2056de258b6287742162c9805453717c4cec58cdfeb1035'} |
SBCAE Apprenticeships
To provide apprenticeship training for their employees, many employers partner with the California Community Colleges or with the California Department of Education's (CDE) Regional Occupational Programs/Centers and Adult Schools. The community colleges have approximately 25,000 apprentices enrolled in over 160 apprenticeship programs comprised of a total of 66 trades/crafts titles located on 39 campuses. Apprentices receive on-the-job training via their employer, and then in the evening or weekend receive employer selected “Related and Supplemental Instruction” (RSI). Through many of the RSI apprenticeship programs an apprentice can earn a certificate or degree (Associate of Arts or Associate of Science). The apprenticeships are typically three to five years in length.
The 2013-2014 California Budget Act provides $7,174,000 for the apprenticeship RSI and removed the “flexibility” provision that had been in place since 2008. All RSI funding must now only be spent on Apprenticeship programs. In addition, the geographic restriction which limited Community Colleges from working with statewide or multi-district based Apprenticeship Program Sponsors was lifted. Lastly, the $15,000,000 of RSI funding that was administered by the CDE was shifted to the CCCCO to remove any duplication of effort and provide cost savings to the state. Those Local Education Agencies (LEAs) affiliated with the CDE will continue to work with Apprenticeship Program Sponsors as they have in the past.
Based on a mutually agreed on contract, a given employer/program sponsor and the community college district share this Budget Act funding for the total number of clock hours the apprentices attended the RSI instruction. All RSI apprenticeship programs offered by the community colleges must be approved by the Chancellor of the California Community Colleges, as well as approved by the Division of Apprenticeship Standards which is a division within the California Department of Industrial Relations.
Information on Trades Orientation
Overfelt Adult Center (Directions),1901 Cunningham Ave., San Jose, CA 95122
Nine Project Plans Summary for 2018-2019
Project 5 – CTE/Pre-apprenticeship Programs
1a. Create, distribute, and maintain an inventory list/matrix of career pathways and apprenticeship programs currently offered among SBCAE institutions
1b. Create user friendly career pathway tool for Open Doors/SBCAE website for students and staff to explore career opportunities
1. Identify CTE/apprenticeship programs and associated course sequences associated with these programs that lead to a certificate of completion currently offered among institutions a part of the South Bay Consortium
2. Draft a comprehensive and coherent document that details the CTE/career pathways by institution
3. Distribute the draft document to consortium members and end-users for review and revision, including steering committee members, transitions specialists, counselors, and marketing and outreach groups.
4. Submit feedback of consortium members and end-users redistribute for final feedback to FCM
5. Build the infrastructure for SBCAE CTE Career Pathway navigation tool to post program information
6. Upload final inventory to SBCAE website Open Doors and ensure accessibility of information
7. Review CTE/career pathway changes among SBCAE institutions quarterly and update the CTE/career pathways inventory list/matrix as necessary
2. Align SBCAE Career Pathways/apprenticeship programs with Strong Workforce, CCPT, WIOA, SSSP and BSI
1. Have access to Strong Workforce, CCPT, WIOA, SSSP and BSI plans
2. Collaborate with project managers
3. Identify opportunities for program alignment
3. Continue develop relevant curriculum/programs in order to meet the needs of a competitive workforce.
1. Labor market data
2. Connect faculty from both systems to identify and update existing programs/develop new bridge programs to align with market trends
4. Assess and offer opportunities to improve workforce readiness skills in all CTE Bridge Programs
1. Conduct workshops for faculty to incorporate workforce readiness skills in CTE courses
2. Review Progress
5. Establish connections with business, industry, and community organizations
1. Pool all current contact information form SBCAE members
2. Contact and explore workforce learning opportunities
6. Explore grant opportunities to strengthen existing CTE programs as well as adding new pre-apprenticeship programs
1. Review grant opportunities
2. Develop and submit grant applications
7. Establish industry advisory council for SBCAE
1. Gather all existing CTE advisory contacts from SBCAE member schools and colleges
2. Create the group that is representative of industry, community and education partners.
3. Organize meetings
8. Compile CTE/Apprenticeship resources and post it to SBCAE/Open Doors website
1. Gather all local, regional, state, and nationwide resource list
2. Verify with data team for their validity and usefulness
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Wind Energy (Wind Power) Facts and Information. An introduction to wind renewable energy.
by Anton Right on November 22, 2011
Wind energy is the conversion of the kinetic energy of the wind, by the use of wind turbines, into mechanical energy which is then converted into electricity. Mechanical energy is simply created when the wind turbine blades spin and a generator is turned, thus producing electricity. The result is a green renewable energy ready for us to use. The wind renewable energy, compared to conventional energy produced by installations such as coal, oil and natural gas, produces no greenhouse gas emissions or other harmful emissions during operation.
Although a wind turbine can produce electricity on its own (usually in order to provide electricity to an individual company or house), wind energy is usually produced by wind farms. A wind farm is a large collection of co-located wind turbines covering an area of several square kilometers. A wind farm is usually connected to the electricity power transmission systems network, whereas an individual wind turbine installation (or a small number of wind turbines) is not. There are two types of wind farm installations, the onshore wind farm installations and the offshore wind farm installations.
Onshore wind farm installations are located in land while offshore installations are located in the sea (usually up to 30m water deep). Onshore wind turbines can generate electricity between 1-3MW. Offshore wind turbines can produce more power than an onshore wind turbine (between 5-7MW) but this comes at a much higher cost, making the onshore solutions more preferable. However due to the evolution of the technology and other environmental issues it is projected that the offshore installations will expand faster in the future. Offshore installations are already considered a key by many countries towards achieving their goals for covering their electricity needs from renewable sources.
Horizontal Axis Wind Turbines
Wind turbines sit on top of towers at around 80-100m high (offshore wind turbines are even higher) in order to take advantage of the higher and more constant wind speeds usually found at higher altitudes (due to the reduced influence of drag). The blades begin to spin when the wind reaches 7,5-9,5 miles/h and keep spinning up until 50-55 miles/h at which point the wind is considered too strong. The ideal location would be a place with constant wind flow free of turbulences or other powerful wind bursts. Modern wind turbines blades are controlled by computer controlled motors and are optimized so that they always face the wind irrelevant of its direction, thus sustaining high performance for longer periods of time.
United States is the leader in the deployment of onshore wind energy installations, whereas Europe is the leader in the deployment of offshore installations. The largest onshore installed project is the Roscoe Wind Farm in US consisting of 627 wind turbines in an area of 400Km2 producing a total of 781,5MW. The largest offshore installed project is the Thanet Offshore Wind Project in the United Kingdom with 100 wind turbines, located 11Km from the shore covering an area of 35Km2 and producing a total of 300MW.
Vertical Axis Wind Turbines
An alternative to the horizontal axis wind turbines described above, are the vertical axis wind turbines. In vertical axis wind turbines the rotator shaft is perpendicular to the ground and as a result they rotate around the vertical axis. There main advantage is that they do not need to face the wind direction in order to spin (they are omni-directional) and as a result they require much less complex electronics and moving parts and consequently they are cheaper to build. Due to there structure, they are ideal for location where there is a slow and high variation wind flow and in locations where there is limited space as they can be placed next to each other at much less distance than the corresponding horizontal axis wind turbines. Their main disadvantage that makes them less favorable is that, for the time being, they are less reliable. To be more specific, they stall during short bursts of high speed winds and their blades are easier to crack due to increased stress on them as a result of the vertical spin of the blades.
Small Wind Turbines
The wind turbines described above are mainly used for large scale commercial production of electricity. A smaller alternative of those are the small wind turbines. Small wind turbines are similar in structure and operation as horizontal wind turbines but much smaller and simpler and can generate electricity of up to 10KW, enough to cover the needs of a house or of a company.
Wind Energy (Wind Power) Advantages and Disadvantages
The main advantage of wind power is apparent to all. It is the production of electricity from natural resources, without any impact on the environment (greenhouse gas emissions), in an effort to become more self-sufficient and improve sustainability. The main drawback of the wind energy is the level of noise created from the wind turbines when they spin in order to produce electricity. This drawback is mainly related to the onshore wind farms particularly in densely populated areas. However, in modern wind turbines the level of noise created from the mechanical parts has been largely reduced leaving only the aerodynamic noise created from the rotating blades. The other major drawback is related to the negative visual impact the wind turbines create in an area. For the offshore installations this drawback is affecting only touristic areas, largely because all offshore installations are near the coast (in less than 30m water deep).
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Muscle Shoals Birthday Party Venues for Girls
It's time to start looking for birthday party locations near Muscle Shoals, Alabama for the birthday girl's big day! That means you need to find a bunch of potential birthday party places in Muscle Shoals that she might enjoy. With a range of birthday party place options, finding a place to have her birthday should be easy. Just think about what she enjoys, like dolls or princesses, and find a birthday location that makes sense.
Once you've got a theme for her birthday party, browse our Muscle Shoals, Alabama kids birthday place listings. Then decide how many kids you want to invite to the party as well as how many adults will be needed to provide supervision. Carry the theme throughout your birthday invitations and party favors for a party all her friends will talk about for days after the event! | dclm_baseline | {'bff_contained_ngram_count_before_dedupe': '138', 'language_id_whole_page_fasttext': "{'en': 0.946924090385437}", 'metadata': "{'Content-Length': '61035', 'Content-Type': 'application/http; msgtype=response', 'WARC-Block-Digest': 'sha1:2QB7O6YEZVONHY5XXWWGIPETJ4DWX65K', 'WARC-Concurrent-To': '<urn:uuid:8d0a3819-c470-462f-979d-d953483c2d7f>', 'WARC-Date': datetime.datetime(2014, 10, 31, 11, 20, 12), 'WARC-IP-Address': '198.11.204.60', 'WARC-Identified-Payload-Type': None, 'WARC-Payload-Digest': 'sha1:2BEVCB7KQVCLOTBHWHWRE7BQ6CSI2A36', 'WARC-Record-ID': '<urn:uuid:fa7e6f79-b734-40e6-b69f-3f5cbe7632bf>', 'WARC-Target-URI': 'http://www.punchbowl.com/vendors/al-alabama/muscle-shoals/c-birthday-party-venues-for-girls', 'WARC-Type': 'response', 'WARC-Warcinfo-ID': '<urn:uuid:2e351128-8879-4071-8b2f-11e66115bff8>', 'WARC-Truncated': 'length'}", 'previous_word_count': '223', 'url': 'http://www.punchbowl.com/vendors/al-alabama/muscle-shoals/c-birthday-party-venues-for-girls', 'warcinfo': 'robots: classic\r\nhostname: ip-10-16-133-185.ec2.internal\r\nsoftware: Nutch 1.6 (CC)/CC WarcExport 1.0\r\nisPartOf: CC-MAIN-2014-42\r\noperator: CommonCrawl Admin\r\ndescription: Wide crawl of the web with URLs provided by Blekko for October 2014\r\npublisher: CommonCrawl\r\nformat: WARC File Format 1.0\r\nconformsTo: http://bibnum.bnf.fr/WARC/WARC_ISO_28500_version1_latestdraft.pdf', 'fasttext_openhermes_reddit_eli5_vs_rw_v2_bigram_200k_train_prob': '0.221851646900177', 'original_id': '2e17556f3f353515cca0474fff6c8c3d0a19e8634821c16b3182d7e960e8456f'} |
Thursday, December 5, 2013
The Food is Awesome, Wish You Were Here
From my second day in Scotland people have been feeding me. Americans, Australians, Scots, French... I'm not sure what it is about me, or if this happens to everyone - but it's fantastic.
The cook at Alison's Guesthouse kept urging me to eat various dishes even though she served me such a huge breakfast there's no way I could have finished it.
The amazing people I met at the hostels in Oban and Skye kept offering to share their food with me. Everything from home-made crepes, fruit, delicious pasta, cheesecake, to unlabelled mystery alcohol.
My hosts in Carnoustie cooked delicious meals for me, including haggis. My host's mother visited me every three days or so and always brought some kind of sweet for our tea. She also brought me various things like croissants, tomatoes, ham, yogurt, and sticky toffee pudding (my favourite). She also brought me Thorntons chocolate on her last visit.
My friend in Dundee had me try black pudding (not as good as haggis, but still quite tasty), fruit pudding (yum!), and loads of sweets. I think I've had more candy and chocolate in the past week than I've had in the past year. Here's a preview of what he plied me with:
Thorntons Premium: *****
Like Whitman's chocolates? You must not have tried Thorntons then.
Nougat: ***
Pink and white candy bar that resembles the nougat layer in a Snickers (but less corn syrupy sweet). I find it very odd to eat without the additional chocolate flavour, but quite tasty on its own.
Not to be confused with real Turkish Delight that tempted young Edmund in The Lion, the Witch and the Wardrobe. This sweet is (vaguely) rose-flavoured candy with a chocolate covering. The texture is very very strange.
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You Complete Me
Fun | Jigsaw | Puzzle | Skill | Visual matching
Accept the jigsaw challenge! This game requires paying attention more to outlines and pieces than trying to form any coherent scene! Well, get ready for a really challenging puzzle! Start with the smallest pieces and try to complete the whole picture.
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Derivation of a GIS-based watershed-scale conceptual model for the St. Jones River Delaware from habitat-scale conceptual models.
Conceptual modeling is a useful tool for identifying pathways between drivers, stressors, Valued Ecosystem Components (VECs), and services that are central to understanding how an ecosystem operates. The St. Jones River watershed, DE is a complex ecosystem, and because management decisions must include ecological, social, political, and economic considerations, a conceptual model is a good tool for accommodating the full range of inputs. In 2002, a Four-Component, Level 1 conceptual model was formed for the key habitats of the St. Jones River watershed, but since the habitat level of resolution is too fine for some important watershed-scale issues we developed a functional watershed-scale model using the existing narrowed habitat-scale models. The narrowed habitat-scale conceptual models and associated matrices developed by Reiter et al. (2006) were combined with data from the 2002 land use/land cover (LULC) GIS-based maps of Kent County in Delaware to assemble a diagrammatic and numerical watershed-scale conceptual model incorporating the calculated weight of each habitat within the watershed. The numerical component of the assembled watershed model was subsequently subjected to the same Monte Carlo narrowing methodology used for the habitat versions to refine the diagrammatic component of the watershed-scale model. The narrowed numerical representation of the model was used to generate forecasts for changes in the parameters "Agriculture" and "Forest", showing that land use changes in these habitats propagated through the results of the model by the weighting factor. Also, the narrowed watershed-scale conceptual model identified some key parameters upon which to focus research attention and management decisions at the watershed scale. The forecast and simulation results seemed to indicate that the watershed-scale conceptual model does lead to different conclusions than the habitat-scale conceptual models for some issues at the larger watershed scale. | mini_pile | {'original_id': '4c8eba6999c90ed8f8756fe84245678e669e70a15f5acb4784a1f519e74a6d46'} |
Welcome to Geoquery!
A Learned Natural Language Interface to a US Geography Database
The Geoquery Demo is no longer available, but the resources below can still be downloaded.
Geoquery Database
Geoquery contains a small database of information about United States geography. It has about 800 facts, represented as Prolog assertions. The database mainly contains the following information:
The database can be downloaded from here.
Geoquery Training Corpus
The training corpus for Geoquery system contains 880 examples of queries in natural language paired with the corresponding queries in the formal query language. The learning systems for semantic parsing are given these examples from which they have to induce semantic parsers which can then map novel natural language queries into their formal forms. The query language used by the system CHILL is Prolog while the rest of the systems use an equivalent variable-free functional query language.
The training corpus can also be downloaded from here.
Learning Systems for Geoquery
Following are the systems which learn semantic parsers for Geoquery:
CHILL is an Inductive Logic Programming (ILP) framework for learning semantic parsers. It starts with a very simple, overly-general deterministic shift-reduce parser and uses ILP to refine the parser by inductively building rules to control the parser's actions. For details please refer to this paper.
KRISP maps natural language sentences to their formal representations using string-kernel-based classifiers. Formal representations for novel natural language sentences are obtained by finding the most probable semantic parse using these string classifiers. For details please refer to this paper.
SCISSOR uses an integrated statistical parser to produce a semantically augmented parse tree, in which each non-terminal node has both a syntactic and a semantic label. A compositional-semantics procedure is then used to map the augmented parse tree into a formal representation. For details please refer to this paper.
WASP uses state-of-the-art statistical machine translation techniques to map natural language sentences to their formal language representations. A word alignment model is used for lexical acquisition, and the parsing model itself can be seen as a syntax-based translation model. For details please refer to this paper.
Go to the Machine Learning Group homepage
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Interpreting the ending of Darker than Black 2
So ends the anticipated second season of Darker than Black, at 12 episodes. The series was really good, though it wasn’t what I had initially thought it would be (early promotional art/summaries made it seem like Hei and Yin would be the main protagonists). And like the first season, I’m having some trouble figuring out the ending…
I felt episode 12 ended very abruptly, but maybe that’s just because I didn’t understand everything. I’m really bad with following politics-heavy anime, where you have to keep track of different factions, who’s part of which faction, what the many acronyms stand for, what each faction’s goal is, etc,.
I think I at least understood the conflict involving the new characters, Shion and Suou. Shion’s main goal was to use his contractor copy ability to the fullest and, with the help of the Doll and ME Systems, create an artificial Earth. His father was helping him, and the reason they faked their deaths was in order for Suou to go off on her own and see if her artificial memories would last. In the end, when Izanami kills Suou and July, Shion uses the last of his powers to transport them to his artificial Earth, where they can live as normal human beings without any memory of their previous life.
The main thing I don’t understand in Darker than Black 2 is the conflict with Hei and Yin. In the first season, Yin was a Doll, but suddenly, in the second season, she’s dubbed “Izanami” and has this power to kill contractors. I’m not clear why/how she was killing contractors, what happened between her and Hei, whether she part of Shion’s plan, and who/what Izanagi was (Apparently there are upcoming DVD-only episodes that may explain some of these things).
I also don’t know what that Yin lookalike in the coffin was.
As far as a conclusion for the series, as I stated above, we know what happens to Suou and July, and Misaki’s group seems to be continuing their work (is Mao now their partner?) But in final scene, we see Hei, carrying Yin (I think), walking off into the distance. Seems Hei is still very much alive, but as for what he and Yin are going to do from here on is left up to our interpretation…or perhaps a third season?
Even though some of it left me a bit confused, I thoroughly enjoyed Darker than Black’s second season. Like the first season it had good animation, suspenseful action, solid characters, and an intricate, sci-fi-laden plot. If anybody can help me out with my above questions about the series, I’d appreciate it =)
Credit for screencaps goes to Random Curiosity.
58 Comments… read them or add your own.
1. Akura says:
Awesome review Yumeka!!!
=The first question really MUST be answered ‘coz a lot of fans are confused w/ HOW that can even happen. Did Hei get his powers back and used it against Yin?
=The second question is quite the enigma since apparently Yin (boy version) has the ability to rip the spectre (souls) of normal human beings like Mr. Smith.
• danielsingh says:
all i want is that yin live and hei and her can be together forever plese don’t make her die ppppppppppppppppppppppplllllllllllllllllllllleeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeesssssssssssssssssssssseeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee !!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
• Kurai says:
As far as I can tell Yin didn’t die. There are more things supporting her surviving than not. Don’t forget her ‘wish’. Hei also had one, I imagine. The Yin look-alike was the child of Izanami/Izanagi, the being that would continue strife on the earth for all time. So at the very least, Hei didn’t kill Yin. Unless, he did kill her and it didn’t matter, but the likelihood of that is next to none. Also, Bai’s star came back. It wouldn’t make much sense to wish for his sister and not Yin. Or maybe both. They never told us any of their wishes. Aside from Misaki’s and Shions’. So Izanami got what she wanted, and everyone else got what they wanted for helping her. But for a cost higher than the gain? Who knows. That’s kinda the theme of Darker than Black.
2. Yumeka says:
@ Akura
Yeah, I’m wondering if Yin is really dead or not. The series was ambiguous about a lot of things, especially Yin. Hopefully the DVD episodes and/or a season 3 will clear things up.
3. Paranoia675 says:
I really thought it was a giant reset button that in many ways made it possible for them to possibly continue the series (thought it would be in a very strange fashion, imo). Oh and the doll that looks like Yin is suppose to be the new Izanami/whatever… all part of the reset :P
4. Yumeka says:
@ Paranoia675
Well, it definitely was a reset ending for Suou and July (but in their case, their world gets reset for the better). For Hei, it ended the same as the first season – he has this big adventure, then runs off with Yin and no one knows where he is…until next season! So for him and perhaps the other characters, it was more of a return to the status quo.
So that Doll is the next Izanami? I’m still trying to figure out what Izanami and Izanagi are.
• John smithest says:
Whether Yin is alive or dead is immaterial. Hei wanted to see her, when she masssacred contractors and otherwise was a problem; now, after having lost everything, Yin is out of comission;the killing stopped, when during exposition it begun, with Hei calling her name; Yin is incapictated, flaccid in Hei’s grasp, as opposed to her eluding him throughout the story; BK 201’s star shines again, when it didn’t without her; anything that ever required Hei to find himself is gone, leaving him and Yin traipsing onward. Hei’s character is complete, and so is Yin’s. This can’t be a return to status quo ; Hei no longer accompanies Yin as they presumably did. He may feel that way, but that’s not reality.
5. Hidden says:
i hope there will be a third season..i REALLY hope so…
there are still plenty of questions left to be answered especially about Yin…
if it ends like this,then it will make me hate Darker Than Black mangaka really much…
~ReaLLy LoVes YIN~
• Kiraraprincess says:
I’m being a bit of an ass here but I think it’s funny you will hate the mangaka because you don’t get the ending. You can dislike the manga for not understanding it, but you shouldn’t hate the mangaka.
6. GG says:
i also hope that Yin is still alive and the she will become the main character in season 3. Through out the series Yin does not has much screen time than other character, she deserves more than that.
Despite being only a supporting character she still has awesome number of fans and that will be the main reason why BONES should focuses more on if there is S3 (which is likely to happen IMHO).
I just want more of Yin x Hei..==
7. BubblDee says:
Hey there, I occasionally found this here and I really wanted to give my points of view to this fairly… interesting ending :P
About the Izanagi/Izanami-theme:
I think those were just code-names made up by Amber in those Memories of the Future; that if those two meet, the world will drastically change.
Yin was said to be Izanami fairly early into the show, but until the final episode everyone thought that Hei was the Izanagi foretold by Amber. But yea, as it turned it, t’was Shion, in fact, which added to the “Oh noez!” effect :D
Who wants to know what their meaning is, just need to ask Wikipedia.
Mysteries about Yin:
Well, those are quite complicated. First of all, we don’t know why and how exactly Yin is able to control the powers of the contractors, forcing them to kill themselves. But it was said to be the “evolution of dolls” in the series, so it might mean, that if a doll opens their heart to a person, their powers also dramatically increase (like how July was right in the middle of this evolution by beginning to make his very own decisions). Yin happened to change since the first season and this looks like the outcome of this metamorphosis. The first OVA at least hints into this direction, tho I won’t spoil it for anyone who hasn’t seen it^^
How they got separated will be shown in the other OVA’s
About the boy-girl-Yin-lookalike-thing:
Who knows? Looks like a possibly new incarnation of Yin, after her (apparent) death.
Since this ending begs for a third season, we might have to wait a long, long time, till we get to know more
So long, just my two cents
p.s.: Hei is such a womanizer :D
• Mylo says:
The Yin lookalike is Izanagi’s child, Kagutsuchi. Apparantly, it’s also Izanagi’s child.. ehem. Izanagi kills Izanami and Kagutsuchi.. I don’t know why.
And by child, I meant son :)
8. Yumeka says:
@ BubblDee
Thanks for the info. I think the OVA should answer my questions. Just have to wait until it finishes =)
9. helium says:
Just finished watching the second series (did it all in two days). They boy at the end from the coffin, is hei/yins son. Amber tells cop girl (rubish with names) that yins pregnancy is drawing near (or something along those lines).
Havent watched the OVA’s yet so may be explained in there..
fantastic series, feel a bit love sick now.
my site :D
10. Sempiternal says:
I believe that Hei really was Izanagi, not Shion like everyone seemed to believe, and the boy version of Yin is their son.
As far as the crazy “code names” that they gave to Yin and Hei/Shion are gods from Japanese mythology. Izanami (who dies in childbirth) is the goddess of creation and death, and Izanagi is her husband. Kagutsuchi is their son (who burns Izanami which is why she dies) and he is the boy version of Yin at the end. His birth signifies the end of creation and the beginning of death. So, it seems the DTB is following the mythology.
Hopefully there is a season 3 or perhaps movie/more OVAs to explain what happened after the end of season 2.
11. yinxhei says:
i really looove darker than black, i dont quite get the whole 2nd season and some of the OVAs tho i REALLY! enjoyed watching it. I (and a lot of others im guessing) want a 3rd season to come out ASAP!! because it cant just end there with hei carring yin to who knows where, theirs still heeeeeeeps of explaning to be done about yin (especially), hei, amber, that yin lookalike along with Izanami and Izanagi!…
all and all i thinks its the BEST!! anime i have ever watched!! hope to see more of it (a second season!! ^_^ ) HeixYin FOREVER!!!!! ^_^
12. Kruncher says:
How do we know that the boy version of Yin at the end is Hei and Yin’s son?
What happened to Mao?
I dont think Hei kills Yin but he probably did something with his power, something about being able to change molecules at a quantum level. I reckon he gets his powers back when Suou’s meteor fragment breaks coz when we see Hei get zapped in that technicolour ball thing stuff flows into Suou’s pendant. BK-201’s star starts shining once it breaks.
I think July keeps his memory otherwise he wouldnt have recognised Suou in Shion’s world, and Suou has her memory reset because her memories were only being retained through her pendant.
In terms of Yin suddenly becoming a contracter killer, Im not too sure on the whole izanagi izanami thing but a lot of characters keep mentioning Doll evolution. I think their evolution is finding emotions and thinking for themselves, but Yins transformation probably had something to do with Hei’s power, or at least something happened in the Gate first season, especially since Yin has a dream about something holding her hand in the 2nd OVA episode.
I hope theres a 3rd season, although there’s not a lot they can work with really IMO. The events and things they said in the last ep sounded very final, and like everything had been dealt with. im not too sure >_>
13. Pegasus says:
I totally agree with Yumeka.I was left with the same opinion after i finished watching the anime….Thought,there are 4 episodes that you mustn’t have seen and that’s why you don’t understand what happened to Yin.The 4 episodes i am talking about can be found on What you’re looking for is Darker than Black: Kuro no Keiyakusha Gaiden.After seeing it you’ll understand what happened to Yin.Basically those 4 episodes is the plot between Darker than Black 1 and Darker than Black:Gemini of the Meteor (2nd season).By the way,the anime continuous on manga series tho i haven’t read it yet xD
14. lol says:
WHAT ! is there a maga that countinus after the secound season ?
15. MGD says:
I have finished watching the 2 seasons and the OVA’s, and here is the conclusion I came up with:
In the last episode of the OVA, I think that the one talking to her is Shion. He made a deal with her, saying he would grant her wish (I don’t think we are supposed to know what the wish is). In the last episode of the second season, when Shion is about to die and Suou is holding him, he says *I’ve made the deal.* and then dies. We still don’t know what that deal between Yin and Shion was, but I guess it has something to do with Hei and her (like staying with him forever?).
Also, I do believe that Hei sealed his power into Suou’s meteor fragment when he was trapped in the anti-contractor weapon and regained them when Yin broke the meteor fragment at the end. This makes me believe that Izanagi is not Hei, but Hei’s powers, since we get told that Izanami and Izanagi met when Suon meets Yin. The boy who awakens in the coffin would be as the Mitaka Documents predicted, the beginning of the end for humanity. Imo that would make sense since Izanami and Izanagi actually met. The only thing that would still be unclear to me in this series is what Yin’s wish and her and Shion’s deal are, and how these would affect the future, or perhaps how they affected what happens within the gate.
• Ang says:
oh wow! i totally forgot about that last thing in the OVA. Yin says something along the lines of “when he comes” is when it’ll all happen or whatever (i can’t remember everything exactly, just you get the jist) and when Hei finds her inside the gate that’s when everything basically happens. i’m so glad you mentioned that because now things make a little more sense
• AKSJDKJH says:
I think that the deal that Shion made with Izanami was creating the Yin look alike for Izanami to inhabitat. I believe that the deal was for Izamani to send Suou and July to the fake earth that he created in return for creating a body that Izamani could inhabit. That would explain why the Yin lookalike was male because the same thing happened when Shion copied himself and created Suou, one detail must be different.
16. movielovers says:
Well after reading all these posts I still believe everyone loves DTB because of HEI and YIN. Yes all the rest is cool and nice but everyone wants to see HEI and YIN either become hot and heavy or kill them off ….. lol. We need a conclusion that we can yell or be happy about. That is what made the DTB series so great …. all of it. It was Hei evolution/growth in series 1 to see him grow and understand his emotions and feelings. And not only does his feelings grow so much they even influence Yin so much that she awakens as well. Then Hei inevitable crash as he loses Yin. We all watched season 2 hoping to get the answers from that. Yes season 2 was nice but we are still left with that unsatisfied what happened between Yin adn Hei. Come on guys I need to know………. :-p
Was a great series but I agree if it ends like this …… I will be hella dissappointed.
17. Alex Howard says:
I kinda got this. I also watched the OVAs and heres what I think.
Yin is the fastest evolving Doll by the end of DtB1. During the OVAs, she becomes Izanami (Shion is Izanagi). She has the power to use contractors powers against them. The black clad Yin is Yins spector in physical form and is the Izanami part of her. The white clad Yin is Yin, still with her feelings for Hei.
Amber had predicted many years before (hence the flashbacks and the side plot with the police) that if Izanami and Izanagi ever met, it would be the end of contractors as Yin would end up possessing the ability to do stuff to do with matter replication combined with her ability to kill contractors (ie, recreate the anit-gate particles Hei made not exist in series 1). However, Shion knew this and created the fake world to give everyone that died a second chance as humans.
This is the most complex part. Shions plan was not completed, becuse at the point that Yin was about to kill Hei, the point at which she was about to destroy the gate, her old self took over, and asked hei to kill her. Hei obviously did something (either killed her, or I think realtered her spectre using Pai’s abilities) and saved the gate. This imballence caused a 3rd gate to open in russia, which is where Hei is headed. The last glance of Hei you get is his star. This is the interesting part. Before it was red, the red star of a failed contractor (last seen with Havok =D ) but in the last episode, it is once again blue. His powers are back. The black reaper is back!! And he is going to russia, to do something with the gate. Mao is on his side obviously, and will rejoin him, probably in cat from again. He likes cats.
So in short, yin was prophisied to destroy the contractors and dolls, and Shion to save them. Things went wrong and Shion was killed. But Hei saved the day with his feelings towards Yin, and hers towards him.
Suou was just an angle. If you look closly at series 1, Hei is the main, but not the focus character. It was mainly the Chief and occasionaly the detective or another character. Rairly did the script follow Hei and Hei only. Sad about her, but leads to some new questions. Is there a market for human like Dolls? Ones with real memories and spirits? It appears there is…
• thisguy says:
excellent interpretation
• Logs says:
That’s what I was thinking…mostly. Still doesn’t answer the birth of the “new yin”. I like the mythology point of view when it comes to the meeting of Izanami and Izanagi. I believe Hei (or rather Pai) was Izanagi. Maybe the sealing of Hei’s power in Suou was all according to plan, and it was known that it would return when he met Yin? How do we explain the orange blob in the OVA’s? And I have a gut feeling Amber plays a much bigger role in all of this… The Ark, or new world (funny how the cross dresser dad talked about the ark) was created for the people to live another life–one more peaceful, but what will happen to the original? I believe the Orange Blob from OVA was Izanami within Yin, and Hei separated the two and took yin with him–killing off the orange blob.
A 3rd season would be Hei vs the son of Izanami and Izanagi. Or of course, as rumored, a prequel that would clarify a few things. I still think Amber is stirring the pot a little, for a few reasons: She has the ability to foresee events, she can essentially change events to her will and she left a distinct message on the tape recorder that foresees an inevitable future. There’s a bigger plan is all I’m suggesting.
You mention some cool things, but there are still some loose strings.
18. Kestrel says:
alright I believe I am the first to say that I somehow disliked this season… principally because Yin wasn’t there nearly the whole time… yeah and then this supercute Suou-girl.. whatever. The final episode left me behind with a bad feeling in my stomach and of course with lots of questions.
Right here i want to thank you ,Alex Howard, because what you said seems to make sense, so I think I nearly got it now :)
but seriously guys….I do not want a third season -__- it would only have another sad or confusing ending… or there would be different characters we all never saw before and Hei and Yin and Mao and the other important guys don’t appear and the only familiar face will be the one of Guy Kurasawa °_°…..OH NOES!!!!! ^^
I really liked that Anime….but I can’t say that I liked the 2nd season.
19. R3VOLV3R says:
Well Its was a great series but comon doesnt it feel like….BAM! eat dis suckas
ARE YOU DEPRESSED YET? good….Hei is alone…Yins possibly dead….we wont explain anything…..The 2 semi-main characters(July n Suou)that we made you get attached to and love are now gone forever on a cloned world where no one is original execpt july and suou…well in her own way shes original……….oh and they are never comin back………..happy? good cause we wouldnt want you to be…… ]:(
20. R3VOLV3R says:
Oh and im just sayin i hate it wen they get rid of old chacarters and replace em….it was bad enough wen mao(almost died but lived :D yay!)and huang died…..NOW WE WONT SEE THE CHARACTERS WE LOVED GO….AGAIN!! and yes she is in a perfect world for her but were her memories erased? seems kinda lame since she didnt want to forget hei……i kno july kept his memories though……even if they do make season 3 it will feel like your missing somthin……CHECK LIST:Hei,Yin(Dead or Alive),cute red headed girl and british doll……hm? i coulda sworn they were here somwhere……anyways….mao,huang…oh hes gone too….well…….None existent story….OH NO! hes gone too!! thats 4 things missing! well at least we have the Black Haired Lesbian Ninja Chick…….oh is she dead too?…….wow…um….this is depressing……………………See what i mean guys/girls?!?!?! its just not the same….
21. Cake says:
Hei and Yin met, if he didn’t kill her, where is this giant calamitous ending that they all were so scared about? I want a 3rd season to clear my confusion :<
22. iknowall says:
just to clear things up yin is dead. remember when it shows hei’s arm on yin, he was stabbing her and he was carring her most likely to bury her. and for the lookalike its her child, remember about those notes metioned about her being pregnet. also the reason hei lost his powers is because the machine is suppose to kill contracters, remember he got his powers when his sister fused with him. The machine did it was supposed to do, it killed his sister and that ended his powers.
23. Tyler Durden says:
I haven’t seen the OVAs yet… but is it possible the male Yin look-alike at the end of season 2 is a copy that was created by Shion?
24. Immaculate says:
A white Yin and a black Yin. Yin and Yang? …to hold the balance in this world…so much to interprate to…
25. poff says:
If everyone watched the 4 ovas after s1 you would understand what happened to yin and hei and how they got so close,maybe even why he had to kill her.
26. kakudan says:
In the last episode of Darker Than Black 2, Hei finds Yin’s “body” in that container. The man he is with tells him that her body is just a shell, because her “spirit” (or whatever) is elsewhere.
When Hei finds Yin’s “spirit,” there are of course two of her (black and white clothes).
When he is seen walking off with her, it is her “spirit” that he is carrying, because her body is still back in that room.
What makes the most sense is that Hei somehow wished for the two Yins to be separated, and he is now carrying the spirit of the Yin he knows back to her body.
(Essentially, he plans to place Yin’s spirit back into her body.)
This makes the most sense because a Yin-look-a-like (in the coffin) steals the “souls” (or whatever they are) from the military men and then wakes up.
This Yin-look-a-like has a body and has the “evil” powers of the black-clothed Yin (at the very least, this Yin-look-a-like has the evil intentions of the black-clothed Yin, since she steals those souls).
I’m pretty confident this is what is occurring in the ending of Darker Than Black 2.
If you agree, you should probably include this answer as part of your post above because otherwise it is unlikely to get seen at the bottom of these comments (and the overall goal should be to answer the question of what happens at the end of Darker Than Black 2 in order to satisfy your readers).
I really hope this helps!
• kakudan says:
Oh, this of course would mean that Hei did not kill Yin. Instead, he is taking her “spirit” back to her “body.”
• siiingkeeet says:
i think that the boy Yin (reincarnation of some sort) is on the COPY WORLD (because of shions powers)
Yin is not dead coz Hei did not kill her (regained his powers bcoz the neclace broke and change the particle waves of Yin or something)
just a thought c;
27. Golden Darkness says:
I really don’t think Hei killed Yin since the bad part Yin is probably inside the male Yin look-alike: and the the end of the world thing is yet to come.
if he did killed Yin then everything that amber predicted or said would have been an error. couse the boy woke up, possibly with the dark yin inside her.
Hei will probably found another way to save Yin couse of the promise he made about being together, (“its true that he promise this to a lot of people and that he is not a man known to keep his word”) but also he is known to go against what everybody says and do what he things is right and find another way to finish the job.
Only question i can get is who is that yellow spectrum in Yin dream and in the last episode of the OVA… And why is he inside yin… “i want to think he is the black yim but its hard to believe couse he looks like a good boy giving people wishies, to yin and
to shion.”
Reading all this made me no want to kill my self lol…
and R3VOLV3R@ made me lough
28. Vincent says:
You see there’s a 4 episode OVA Answering your Questions on why Yin and Hei aren’t together after they ran away from syndicate after Season 1. And what “Izanami” is also included in the OVA. I think people had already mentioned but I felt the need to just say this. The Name of the OVA is: Darker than Black: Kuro no Keiyakusha Gaiden.
Here is also a link to where I had watched said OVA:
( Copy & Paste No Hyperlinks here :P )
29. I think Hei did kill Yin. because at the end of season 2 It looked like he hade his hand around her neck. But there is a posabilaty that she’s still alive :/
#1(he choked her)
#2(he put his hand around her neck and shocked her till she died)
Or he put his hand around her neck stuned her so she could not kill him while he caried her soul to her body.
And July did still have his memeries of him and Suo being friends why else would he haved waved.
And I love Darker than black I really do hope they make a third season. But I liked the first season better than the secend one. FIRST OF ALL!!!
they made Hei look like a hobo and a pervert! (2 or 3 episode) he thouht Suo was a boy acidenty sqeized her boob while looking for the shared. And he takled her while she was naked. But any way I watched the first season on Netflix they totuly over rated it I mean serusly TVMA
it’s more like TV14 They did the same thing with season two of Black butler. But I hade to watch season two of Darker than black on hulu because they did not have it on Netflix but they only have it in Japens with English sub tile’s witch suck’s I was used to Hei’s English voice. But any way they ended the last episode at a weird spot they didn’t expane to much at the end.
But what I do know is Hei is still alive off of what the police girl said at the end witch is good of corse.
But weater or not they make a third season they wont have much to go on because so much has already happend. But it will most likely have Hei in it.
Now on to other stuff
Q1 (Is over eating the price Hei has to pay for his powers)
Ans (No Hei does not have to pay a price , when his sister died she fused with him durring the South American war that’s how he got his powers so his price has already been payed, And no over eating has nothing to do with it he was probley was eating for two peaple him and his sister)
there are plenty of other Qustions that I can ANS just e mail me at (
30. Ok so I just got done watching bolth season’s of Darker than black mostly the episodes that didn’t make sence.
I’m going to make a list of what did make sence and what didn’t and things that I noticed. I’d like it if you guy’s / girls could ansure me thanks :D
the things that I noticed
#1. At the beggining of the series the (first song) at the end Amber was holding Hei, and as she got closer he didn’t look to happy to see her.
#2 when the old lady at the abartment thought Hei was the T.V guy. He slapped the T.V a copple of times then a shock came from his hand but he had his eye’s closed to hide the glow from his eye’s.
Ok so aparently there are 4 things called OVAS if you know what they are and how to find them PLEASE TELL ME!!!
as far as I know they are like extra episodes of Darker than black or something I need to know what happends thanks. :D
thanks Kimberly
31. ohita says:
:)… want to be simple at this part , onwards, .. what was the ending ? specially the hei carrying yin part .
for me it actually showed tht yin and hei are living together place far away and yin is actually alive.
well i sounded a lill confident as i told tht . bt i think , it is like tht .
as to considering the last episode , it meant tht when hei found yin , in the container tht was just her shell (body), it would be funny to say tht hei took the body to the actuall place where thr was soul plays going on, where yin and izanami is there.. :P (cant be).
so this part is a fact tht yin’s body was still in container, and hei was just dealing with yin’s and izanami’s soul . At the end, yin was touched by hei and was directly show to be carrying her.. but if u consider yin n izanami as soul , how can there be remains of her if hei killed her (soul), soul is just a form of aura, and if it is killed there are no remains and they just disappear ..
As far to the part of yin’s play , yin was told by the aura that yin’s wish ll be granted when the time comes. till then they ll both wait for hei to come.
and about to save yin’s soul , izanami just told to kill her coz they where one as a soul, talking the same thing. And firstly izanami didnt had any specific form from the very start , she took the look of yin as izanami , took over yin’s specter …(refer, to.. starting of episode2 gaiden ova) . it also can be seen in gaiden episode when hei is been told to spread romour’s about spreading the doll, to pull out the enemy , there is part , where yin is actually searching her own specter and says ” its not there” . and right after tht scene , yin’s specter was found around where hei’s battle is going on , so the specter her self actually tells hei tht ” tell her to come by my side”, means izanami took over the specter of yin . Till this episode we find yin’s last specter help for hei , we can’t see yin’s specter at all helping him in further episodes where tht shichi takes her away .
Still tht shichi was weird as ever . :P
Now about why izanami took over yin ?.. its what i feel too simple, yin had the human shaped specter , it was specified when hei was told to spread rumors about tht ….:)
once izanami takes over yin’s specter part, . Its also says where amagiri explain’s to hei about the awaken women where , he said tht ” A women ll awaken and, gain the power to change the world” it meant tht the awaken women ll gain the power and i guess …. yin was evolving at the very fast pace (evolved specter) ………. at the end it was also told tht , ” the choosen one ll be become the flesh and blood of wat is called izanami “. so yin was the choosen one…:) For me yin was yin , and izanami was different .
Hei knew he can save yin , jus because i find him so funny if he is not killing yin if she was suffering, she actually told to him , tht she wants to stay wid him.
And more to it , i think Hei got lot of opportunities to kill her but he didn’t.. :)
so i confidently feel tht hei , saved yin and taking back her soul in the end to her body .
:D ….. But i consider , yin’s strength to hold her back so much for a long time after izanami takes over her , else , she would have distroyed everything, if yin had lost her self to izanami .
specially how she kept her soul separate from tht black yin till hei came in the end .
About at end yin telling to kill her …. I feel yin and izanami’s words were same tht time it was jus izanami’s words talking from yin’s mouth . she said” its not too late yet , and kill her “.. :) so it actually meant to kill izanami not yin.
And ya , yin’s wish was also there, which was told to be granted … she actually wished to stay with hei ..
Madly i can say jus to understand this …..i saw darker than black from start to end ( season 1 , ova’s and season 2) to very end more then 4 time ………… :P
crazy coz i got so depressed as i felt yin died and hei lived on..
m happy to say they lived happily ever after :D..( though along with running and fighting away from other to survive them self … :P :P.. like from gaiden part ) or might be not . :)
LOVE hei and yin match …. and want more of them .. if it can be continued .. :)
LOVE YOU DARKER THAN BLACK …:* (sorry turned out to be like ESSAY ) ..:P
32. Asafe says:
the thing is that Shion didn’t create a new world but a moon so that the end could begin like it was told and it isn’t that Shion sent his sister and July to a different world but actually used the last of his life to make a wish in hell gate to put the two kids in a normal life.
33. Shikon says:
I understand the majority of the the last episode but like most of the questions above im finding myself wondering what exactly happened to Hei and Yin, also if Hei killed Yin or what exactly transpired between the two. Im also trying to be optimistic and hope that Hei didn’t kill Yin and managed to find some other way to free her. The Yin lookalike is from the prophecy and at least to me seems to be born of both Hei and Yin (to me it looked like he was more of a contractor with Yin’s powers to destroy other contractors).
P.S. Has anyone heard anything about a season 3? I adored this series and hope they make another installment so if anyone has any info or links i’d greatly appreciate it if you would share it with me. ty =)
34. Raymond says:
why did the bodies of july and suou disappear when hei was touching yin at the end of season 2, did they get used to make the new body of the yin lookalike boy?
• Shikon says:
No basically they were both sent to a copy of the real world where they could live “happily ever after” or so to speak. I suppose they were both already gone by the time that it happened.
35. Reaver says:
The only thing that is stupid is they introduce a bunch of new and interesting characters and then kill them all.Not to explain the loopholes they left no they go and make a prequel that happened 5 years ago in that big war.It just makes no sense to me.
36. Chris says:
Alright, so what I wanted really was a Hei/Suou ending and not a Yin ending.
To me, the series ending would have made MUCH more sense if Yin had transformed into something that Hei had to destroy in order to prevent the destruction of the Earth.
I wanted Hei to have to kill Yin and for Hei and Suou to be the ones walking off.
Personally, I don’t even know why people liked Yin so much. In her “evolution” as far as emotions go, she only expressed anything for like 2-3 episodes and even those feelings weren’t really that prominent.
Suou was by far a more viable character than Yin to me.
Also, wtf? I am confused as to why the world was going to be destroyed if Izanagi and Izanami met in the first place? It didn’t even make sense. So what if he can copy stuff? She can destroy contractors. Somehow I’m just not seeing the connection between this.
Maybe Shion copied Yin and that was the boy representation and he had the ability to make humans kill themselves? Whatever. That’s just some speculation. Yin having all these random unexplained powers didn’t make any sense to me. As far as Hei getting his powers back, they may have been drawing back on the first season when the girl who lost her contractor powers starts to regain them when she nears the gate. Perhaps the same happened for Hei in the 2nd season ending?
It just seemed like a lot of this was jumbled mess, and I was really frustrated with it… Hei and Suou were much better than Hei and Yin though… just sayin..
I think I decided that around the end of episode 10 in the Hei Suou moment there.
Anyway, I enjoyed the show nonetheless and had to give it a 9/10 because of the wtf ending.
• Shikon says:
Ya i agree with you in the fact that alot of what happened in the second season really didn’t make any sense, season one also took a few watches for me to figure out also. I also think that Hei regained his powers as well, it makes sense considering that his star reappeared. I really enjoyed the second season but it seemed to me like things were blown a little out of proportion, like Yin evolving into Izunami and the prophecy.
37. L says:
I think that scene with the Yin boy person was a glimpse in the future, as the dialog during that scene was a question “What was it that was born anew, as recorded in the book of prophesy” Then that very person says the future is not too far away.
But I really hope there is a season 3! Yin and Hei were not treated well, they both loved each other and we don’t even know if they are alive. I hope they are not in some imaginary dream land like July. We don’t know enough about the story in general. Plus there still is no peace between the contractors and humans. If i’m incorrect about the future scenario then that’s more of a reason to make a 3rd season. But it better have Yin and Hei in it! ALIVE!
38. anon says:
the yin lookalike is probably the out come of izanagi,izanami meeting nd a powerful entity that would merge frm them….as fortold,,,,,,,,,,,,,
39. Lucy says:
In all honesty, I believe Yin is alive. Remember, Hei’s star was shining very bright, brighter than it ever has shone in the entire series. Plus, his power is molecular manipulation. He could seperate Izamanami from Yin, killing Izanami in the process.
I really hope there is a season 3, where Hei and Yin run off again and we get to see more off Mao and Misaki, too. In addition, Hei could tell Yin about everything in South America or something like that.
40. Justin says:
A couple of options that I think may have happened;
—- First option; Hei is Izanagi, in which case he killed Yin/Izanami. Therefore, he would go on to kill their son, Kagutsuchi (the Yin-look-alike). It would make no sense for Shion to be Izanagi, because according to the mythology (if it is actually following it), Izanagi kills Izanami – whereas Shion dies before that happens.
—- Second option; Hei killed Izanami /not/ Yin. Hei’s star was shining brighter than ever before, and (if I remember correctly) when a contractor is using their powers their stars light up. So he could have been separating Yin and Izanami, but who knows. I’m sure he found a way to save her, I mean, his power is molecular manipulation. Also, Yin stated that Hei just needed to know the right time. That, in my opinion, was when she showed herself asking him to kill her, when in actuality that isn’t what she wanted at all – she just wanted to be with him. I believe that was the “right time” she was counting on Hei to know, that way he could separate and/or kill Izanami, but save Yin.
This is just a couple of mixed-and-mashed ideas of other comments that I’ve read, other sources, and some things that I believe happened.
Personally, I believe that the second option is what actually happened.
Though, I still think there should be a season three (or just a few more episodes) just to clear up all of the questions and confusion, and make it a clear ending answering all of the question (or at least most of them). I’m sure they are low on how much more they can add to the story, though. However, It would be nice to see some of these questions answered with certainty. E.G.: what happened to Yin, what/how everyone is doing after all of this has happened, who Izanagi really is, will Suou ever see Hei again, and all of that good stuff.
41. udit sinha says:
I’m don’t no hei and yin alive or die.but please season 3?yin and hei lived together.
42. Clifton says:
You really ought to redo this post. First of all, the OVA was made because they messed up.
Well, kinda. The thing is, this series isn’t about Hei or Yin…it is about Suou.
Second thing is, the whole alternate world thing is a bit kinda weird, but rest assured that such a world is in another dimension of sorts, so at least in terms of closure we get to see a happy ending for someone. It’s also the way the gate works….the way its always worked.
Third thing is this: The prophesied one wasn’t destroyed. Clearly Yin’s alternate form came to being, and Yin? Well, chances are she isn’t dead. After all, who keeps a oxygen system on a dead woman? Plus, the only way for the destroyer to come to the earth is because Yin wasn’t slain.
Anyways, hope the OVA at least made you understand where Yin falls in the mix. Just remember, it is NOT about Hei…..this is Suou’s story. We don’t need or want closure for him. :P
43. kibidevil00 says:
see the ova of the first season for understand the secon
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A list of George Zimmerman's past run-ins with the law.
—July 2005, Zimmerman was arrested and accused of resisting an officer with violence near the University of Central Florida campus after a scuffle with police. The charges were eventually dropped after Zimmerman entered an alcohol education program.
—February 2012, Zimmerman fatally shot 17-year-old Trayvon Martin during a confrontation in the community where Zimmerman was a neighborhood watch volunteer. Zimmerman was charged with second-degree murder but acquitted after a trial in July 2013.
—July 2013, police in Foley, Texas, stop Zimmerman for speeding in a 60 mph zone. Zimmerman is let go with just a warning.
—September 2013, Zimmerman is stopped by police in Lake Mary, Fla., and given a ticket for doing 60 mph in a 45 mph zone.
—September 2013, Zimmerman's estranged wife, Shellie, dials 911 and tells a police dispatcher that her punched her father and threatened her with a gun. She later decides against pressing charges and authorities announce in November they are dropping the case.
—September 2013, a Florida Highway Patrol trooper stops Zimmerman along Interstate 95 and issues a warning because the vehicle's tag cover and windows were too darkly tinted.
—November 2013, Zimmerman is arrested by Seminole County authorities after a disturbance at a home in Apopka. | dclm_baseline | {'bff_contained_ngram_count_before_dedupe': '34', 'language_id_whole_page_fasttext': "{'en': 0.9731348156929016}", 'metadata': "{'Content-Length': '58424', 'Content-Type': 'application/http; msgtype=response', 'WARC-Block-Digest': 'sha1:7UUQKZFAHBCWGHQZK6RK2KL3VM4IFJAI', 'WARC-Concurrent-To': '<urn:uuid:618d9248-badb-497b-99c7-be00639d8c20>', 'WARC-Date': datetime.datetime(2015, 3, 1, 19, 34, 49), 'WARC-IP-Address': '23.0.160.51', 'WARC-Identified-Payload-Type': None, 'WARC-Payload-Digest': 'sha1:53KJ47YHYYBXGG2AMVIG2JIB4BMISEWC', 'WARC-Record-ID': '<urn:uuid:08d9eb62-3f82-41d1-9e1f-a1c9874daed0>', 'WARC-Target-URI': 'http://www.eveningsun.com/nation-world/ci_24548883/past-legal-problems-george-zimmerman', 'WARC-Type': 'response', 'WARC-Warcinfo-ID': '<urn:uuid:65911aa9-d5ea-4eaf-babf-074b71210724>', 'WARC-Truncated': None}", 'previous_word_count': '239', 'url': 'http://www.eveningsun.com/nation-world/ci_24548883/past-legal-problems-george-zimmerman', 'warcinfo': 'robots: classic\r\nhostname: ip-10-28-5-156.ec2.internal\r\nsoftware: Nutch 1.6 (CC)/CC WarcExport 1.0\r\nisPartOf: CC-MAIN-2015-11\r\noperator: CommonCrawl Admin\r\ndescription: Wide crawl of the web with URLs provided by Blekko for February 2015\r\npublisher: CommonCrawl\r\nformat: WARC File Format 1.0\r\nconformsTo: http://bibnum.bnf.fr/WARC/WARC_ISO_28500_version1_latestdraft.pdf', 'fasttext_openhermes_reddit_eli5_vs_rw_v2_bigram_200k_train_prob': '0.06505626440048218', 'original_id': 'fb98c8cb49cc30275f789fe2856fd8eeaf1baa90de8c1a317e814636f983578b'} |
By Leonard Perlmutter (Ram Lev)
“Those who say don’t know, and those who know don’t say.” This warning from Lao Tzu, the 6th century BC author of the Tao Te Ching and founder of Taoism, serves as an important reminder today for all of us trying to resolve challenging relationships.
Like many profound teachings presented by a master to a disciple, this statement is to be read as a riddle to solve. The words are presented in a way that requires a certain depth of understanding on the part of the disciple to be correctly interpreted.
From a yogic perspective, Lao Tzu’s instruction acknowledges that most people speak indiscriminately—without filtering their speech through the conscience, the faculty of the mind known in Sanskrit as buddhi. As a result, they say, but they do not know.
Unconscious biases are certainly common in everyday speech, but they are also quite limiting. When the mind relies on its unconscious “autopilot” software, rather than the buddhi, 95% of our speech and action is controlled by the reptilian brain. And all the choices made by this most primitive part of the brain are based on the fear of annihilation. The result? We become unduly influenced by the fight-flight-freeze stress response because we view change and differing points of view through combative lenses. We focus on the “small” picture. We resist, and often respond to change with fear and anger. We retreat to what’s familiar, and feel safe with established structure and repetition. Everyone holds some unconscious beliefs that conflict with their more discriminating values. And every human being is susceptible to a variety of mental triggers that can activate unconscious attitudes and beliefs. These biases are often most in evi- dence when we’re attempting to multi-task or to work under severe emotional or time pressures.
Right now, our culture is experiencing change at warp speed, so our fears often motivate us to seek comfort and security in information that reinforces our established biases. 24-hour news programming succeeds in attracting brand loyalty primarily because viewers find momentary relief, validation and inspiration listening to commentators and so-called “experts” who give voice and authority to already held unconscious biases. The downside to this phenomenon is significant. Because so much of cable “news” is market-driven, its content is tailored to rein- force the unconscious predispositions of its niche target audience. As a result, that biased messaging can shut down the careful, discriminating examination of issues that could potentially facilitate positive and rewarding resolution.
Higher and Lower Knowledge
According to yogic philosophy, all knowledge falls into one of two categories.
Lower knowledge is obtained through the process of reasoning and from the contact of the mind and senses with objects in the material world. It is received indirectly, as hearsay, from outside sources such as lectures, books, television, the internet and search engines like Google. Lower knowledge includes philosophy, medicine, commerce, technology, the arts, and all the sciences (including political science).
Higher knowledge, considered to be the “highest form of knowledge,” represents the changeless, eternal Truth that lies beyond the relativity of the senses, conscious mind and unconscious mind. Higher knowledge is always healing and creatively supportive in all relationships. The higher knowledge is always available to us through the operation of the mind’s conscience, the buddhi. Without the guidance of higher knowledge, lower knowledge inevitably leads to pain and destruction.
Through a daily practice of AMI Meditation, four distinct skills are developed that help to access and employ the higher knowledge to wisely guide us in dealing with lower knowledge. These skills are 1. one- pointed attention, 2. detachment (slowing the mind down by creating a space between stimulus and response), 3. discrimination (the willingness to use the conscience to access higher knowledge), and 4. willpower (the mental muscles necessary to employ the higher knowledge in thought, word and deed).
The daily practice of AMI Meditation encourages us to rely on higher knowledge in determining how to best use lower knowledge. In the process, all our challenges can be viewed as means, rather than as overwhelmingly stressful problems to control, manipulate or obliterate. Albert Einstein saw it this way, “A problem cannot be solved on the level at which it appears. It must be solved on a higher level.” And Einstein’s concept is not as mysterious as you might think, for when we change our perspective, we change our experience.
The take-home message here is that our perceptions are skewed by our conceptions. And a great majority of our conceptions are simply not true. In everyday life we don’t really experience the world. We experience our mind. As a result, because so many of our unconscious concepts are neither true nor valid, the perceptions we accept and the actions the body takes often lead to dis-ease, burnout and pain.
Most of us have never been taught how and why to employ the tools of one-pointed attention, detachment, discrimination and willpower. As a consequence, we habitually gather lower knowledge from the external world in the form of information. But since the gathering of such information is rarely filtered by the mind’s discrimiminative faculty, we rarely, if ever, choose to verify the truthfulness of the knowledge we receive. Instead, we become dependent on the suggestions of other people. That is why information of the lower knowledge is not satisfying. In many cases, the more information we gain, the more burdened and confusing our lives become. However, by scientifically experimenting with lower knowledge (information that we have acquired from others), we begin to see a Truth based on our own personal, direct experience. Then, solutions appear where only problems once existed.
When we become Yoga scientists we’re no longer satisfied with the unexamined opinions and unconscious biases of others. Rather, we can take a more scientific approach and discover the Truth of the higher knowledge for ourselves.
“98% of the People are Blind”
In the late summer of 1992, just a year after our initiation into the world’s oldest meditation lineage, my wife Jenness and I were in Honesdale, Pennsylvania visiting our teacher Swami Rama of the Himalayas. On that occasion I asked him why so many people have such little interest in valuing and employing the Truth learned through their own personal experience before acting in the world. Swami Rama tersely replied, “98% of the people are blind.” We were immediately stunned and offended by his seeming insensitivity, judgment and unkindness. In that moment neither of us knew how to respond.
For days afterward Jenness and I wrestled with his words, but understanding eluded us. After much contemplation, we composed a letter explaining how, from our perspective, his comment that “98% of the people are blind,” was in direct conflict with the highest principle of Yoga Science: ahimsa (non- injury, non-harming). The process of gathering our thoughts and putting pen to paper took weeks. It wasn’t until early autumn, after Swami Rama had returned to his home in Rishikesh at the foothills of the Himalayas, that we mailed our letter to India. Remember that in 1992 almost everything happened at a much slower pace. There were no cell phones, no computers, no internet, and international mail between the United States and India was slow and not always reliable. But finally, an answering let-ter did arrive from Rishikesh. With some excitement and a great deal of expectation, we opened the envelope. Inside we found a small sheet of white paper with a typed message of only these six words: “Any negativity is in your mind.”
Clearly, this new puzzling pronouncement meant that nothing is as it appears, and that we had been too quick to judge the meaning of our teacher’s provocative words, “98% of the people are blind.”
From that moment it took us more than two years of deepening every aspect of our meditation practice before we finally could recognize the Truth behind Swami Rama’s teaching.
In essence, the lessons taught by Swami Rama and Lao Tzu are complementary aspects of one and the same teaching. First, not just 98 percent of us, but every human is blind! We are all handicapped. We are “tempoplegics.” We become temporarily paralyzed, blinded or deaf when faced with certain physical, mental or emotional triggers. Second, because the unconscious mind consists of deep-seated, pre-existing biases and habit patterns that deprive us of the Truth, we cannot always see clearly. And because 98% of the people do not have a philosophy of life that affords a reliable method of examining and vetting thoughts, our vision remains compromised. This handicap causes our speech to serve the non-Truth rather than the unalloyed wisdom that already exists within, at our core. As a result, we become susceptible to whatever resembles the pleasant, comfortable, familiar and attractive––and of course, we suffer pain.
In other words, as the Sikh philosopher Yogi Bhajan taught, “If we do not go within, we will definitely go without.”
Because thoughts lead to words, actions and consequences, they are the most potent of all human resources. They not only affect our psychology, but also our physiology. All thoughts can be described by the two Sanskrit words pravritti and nivritti. Both are derived from the parent word vritti which means whirlpool, and describes the circling thought waves of the mind.
With the prefix pra added to vritti, it becomes pravritti, which translates as thought waves circling outward toward the objects and relationships of the ever-changing material world. Pravritti reflects the personality’s mental perspective of gaining or accumulating something externally in hopes of acquiring happiness and security.
When the prefix ni is added to vritti, it becomes nivritti, meaning thought waves circling or revolving inward—away from the prejudices of the external world and returning to our own Inner Wisdom.
Thus pravritti stands for a transitory worldly enjoyment without the consideration of long-term consequences, while nivritti implies the realization that our actions in the world become beneficial when they are determined by the inner counsel of the conscience (buddhi). By definition then, an excess of pravritti leads to dis-ease and pain, while an abundance of nivritti leads to the highest state of consciousness, samadhi (union with the Supreme Reality).
Unfortunately, an undisciplined mind is rarely in the present moment to examine its own thoughts. Instead, it randomly misdirects potentially creative energy by deferring to the myopic influences of the reptilian brain. And generally, the consequence is pain.
Pain results from our own everyday human behavior—behavior that reflects a chronic capitulation to our unconscious biases rather than an honoring of our Inner Wisdom. But what if the knower of this Truth were to speak his or her wisdom to the “knower of the non-Truth?” When Jesus the Christ warned against “casting pearls before swine,” He was well aware that the committed “knower of the non-Truth” in many instances is not capable of hearing the Truth, and that to insist on speaking the Truth to that “deaf ” person would likely bring him or her more emotion- al pain and confusion than enlightenment.
Yoga Science asserts that every human being will eventually be able to hear and act on the Truth to end their own sorrows, yet the journey to that grace can indeed be long and winding. The following story speaks to that condition.
A brilliant young student, feeling proud of his great knowledge, once asked his teacher, Narada, to explain to him why it is that everyone can’t see, hear and speak the Truth. Having both a great love for the disciple and an understanding of his limitations, the master agreed to share this knowledge, but only after the young man fetched a glass of water from a nearby house to quench Narada’s thirst.
Eager to please his master, the disciple approached the house and knocked. To his amazement, when the door opened the most beautiful woman he had ever seen stood before him. As he gazed into her eyes, he fell deeply in love and the two soon married. In the years that followed, he and his wife found joy in one another, were blessed with healthy children and amassed considerable wealth and property.
But eventually his fortunes changed. Death snatched away the lives of his wife and children, and floods destroyed his property. He was left alone, poor and old. One night, as he sat brooding in his hut, there came a knock at the door. When he opened it, his master, standing before him, asked, “So? Where’s my glass of water?”
The mind, ignorant of its true nature, habitually moves in the world amidst desire, fear and anger. When the mind operates in this manner, the decision-making process is corrupted, and a human being sacrifices the discriminative faculty of buddhi in favor of the rapid-fire reaction of deep-seated, unconscious biases, habits and compulsions.
In principle, rectifying this dilemma by training our attention is a rather simple process. When the mind becomes aware of some unconscious bias that conflicts with the Inner Wisdom of the mind’s conscience (buddhi), if we gently honor, witness and sacrifice those particular thoughts and lovingly redirect the mind toward the mantra, that skillful action will automatically change the software of the unconscious mind. In effect, this process will increase reserves of love, fearlessness and strength, while intensifying the mind’s access to a healing energy, willpower and creativity.
Problems arise when a distraction is not just a stray thought, but the product of a deep compulsive resentment, worry or desire. The power of such thoughts can often be overwhelming because there’s nothing the ego likes more than to think about itself and to rejustify the personality’s sense of lack and powerlessness. Remember, when your attention toward anything that conflicts with your own Inner Wisdom is broken, compulsive thoughts will increasingly display less and less authority. All the power of thoughts comes from the attention you give them—and when you withdraw your attention, thoughts are actually powerless to compel you to act or speak in injurious ways.
Direct experience is the highest test to validate what is the real Truth to speak and to act upon. When you come to know the Truth directly by making the entire mind-body- sense complex your personal laboratory for experimenting with the Truth, there will be no need to seek confirmation from outside sources or people. Doubts and insecurities only arise when a naive individual unnecessarily relies on the hearsay of others. But as the mind becomes trained to defer to the Truth reflected by the conscience (buddhi), the ego, senses and unconscious mind all experience a brilliance of confidence. Through the process of personally experimenting with Truth, our thoughts, speech and actions become reflections of our higher knowledge rather than mere habit.
But in order to gain that level of freedom, it’s critically important to understand and practice the philosophy of detachment or non-attachment (vairagya). In our present day culture, when we hear the word “detachment” we tend to think of people who are callous, aloof, indifferent or uninvolved, but detachment actually means “love in action.” We’re not required to renounce the things of the world nor the fulfillment of our genuine needs, but we are asked to perform our duties lovingly, skillfully and selflessly—remaining unattached to the fruits of our action.
What we’re really detaching from is the demands of our own ego, whose tyranny has made us believe that happiness comes only when events and people serve our likes and dislikes and self-willed desires. Detachment grants us the freedom to set aside our own limitations and biases and those of others—before we commit to taking a specific action that will yield a specific consequence. St. Francis of Assisi reminds us “it is in giving that we receive.” In order to become the beneficiary of something worthwhile, like health and happiness, we must be willing to give up certain unconscious attachments that the personality treasures.
When we are faced with a choice of what to think, say or do, the philosophy of non-attachment helps create a space between our first habitual reaction—based on the limitations of our deepest habit patterns—and our ultimate response. When we’re practicing detachment, the stored power of the mantra comes forward providing us love, fearlessness and strength. Then, even in the face of strong ego or sense gratifications that conflict with Inner Wisdom, detachment provides us the freedom to re-center ourselves in our Essential Nature (Sat-Chit-Ananda). In the fullness of that new perspective, we discover the resources and encouragement that allow the discriminating buddhi to guide our mind, action and speech in ways that will enable us to fulfill the purpose of life.
Between and surrounding two thoughts, there exists a silence, and in that silence lies infinite intelligence—pure consciousness, wisdom, bliss and fullness. This omnipresent sea of consciousness is known as the Eternal Witness, and is your true Higher Self.
If you are awake to the presence of the Eternal Witness within, Its perfect wisdom will come forward into your awareness to help you see the infinite possibilities existing in that silent space between two thoughts. Then, if you consciously serve that Eternal Witness in thought, word and deed, you are creating new, healthy habits that can continually lead you for your highest good. However, if you ignore the possibilities, your mind, action and speech will remain enslaved to the self-created mental software of unconscious biases. And inevitable pain and limitation are the results of this ignorance.
If a thought comes into your awareness, view it as a suggestion of what to give your attention to. As your practice becomes more consistent, you will be increasingly free to consciously direct your attention with discrimination. You can respond creatively and lovingly—even when confronted with the temptation that is comfortable, attractive and familiar.
Remember, thoughts, desires, emotions and concepts are various forms of raw power. They are coming to you every minute of every day for some noble purpose that you alone are uniquely qualified to accomplish. What are you going to do with all that energy, and what philosophy of life will support you in making all your important choices? When you are ready to dedicate all your sacred energies to making your life a beautiful and rewarding work of art, Yoga Science can definitely provide you a time-tested template for this world’s greatest adventure—the journey to Self-realization. | dclm_baseline | {'bff_contained_ngram_count_before_dedupe': '10', 'language_id_whole_page_fasttext': "{'en': 0.951326072216034}", 'metadata': "{'Content-Length': '328372', 'Content-Type': 'application/http; msgtype=response', 'WARC-Block-Digest': 'sha1:D6KJGQ6ESPNMB3WFUW5MBQF7P5PYPBNG', 'WARC-Concurrent-To': '<urn:uuid:0a9bcd08-0d42-40f7-8f40-09a916c87cbb>', 'WARC-Date': datetime.datetime(2022, 9, 29, 20, 0, 57), 'WARC-IP-Address': '172.67.193.234', 'WARC-Identified-Payload-Type': 'text/html', 'WARC-Payload-Digest': 'sha1:FK2EZ4ORAF45WXGF6VNDBRIYUKFTLTWU', 'WARC-Record-ID': '<urn:uuid:52b52f57-cc22-46f0-9c58-799df7f62975>', 'WARC-Target-URI': 'https://americanmeditation.org/those-who-say-dont-know-and-those-who-know-dont-say/', 'WARC-Type': 'response', 'WARC-Warcinfo-ID': '<urn:uuid:79b109b8-e4b5-4c0e-88a8-81cd91a7bd0c>', 'WARC-Truncated': None}", 'previous_word_count': '3026', 'url': 'https://americanmeditation.org/those-who-say-dont-know-and-those-who-know-dont-say/', 'warcinfo': 'isPartOf: CC-MAIN-2022-40\r\npublisher: Common Crawl\r\ndescription: Wide crawl of the web for September/October 2022\r\noperator: Common Crawl Admin (info@commoncrawl.org)\r\nhostname: ip-10-67-67-215\r\nsoftware: Apache Nutch 1.19 (modified, https://github.com/commoncrawl/nutch/)\r\nrobots: checked via crawler-commons 1.4-SNAPSHOT (https://github.com/crawler-commons/crawler-commons)\r\nformat: WARC File Format 1.1\r\nconformsTo: https://iipc.github.io/warc-specifications/specifications/warc-format/warc-1.1/', 'fasttext_openhermes_reddit_eli5_vs_rw_v2_bigram_200k_train_prob': '0.025578856468200684', 'original_id': 'a037685c0daf2084ee38fd7f1f50d1c29773fb4e986e23e5508c56d6367927ac'} |
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What we learned in loss to Saints
This space is usually reserved to address four things we learned in the most recent Bears game. Unfortunately, it was just more of the same mistakes in Monday night's 31-15 loss to the Saints.
As has been the case throughout the season, the offense was plagued by penalties, costly turnovers and the inability to score. The defense allowed Drew Brees to throw for 375 yards and three touchdowns with a 137.8 passer rating. And the special teams had only 10 players on the field on a failed fake punt.
Jay Cutler was sacked a season-high seven times in Monday night's loss to the New Orleans Saints.
"The bottom line is that this is a business based on winning and losing," said coach Marc Trestman. "We can't sugarcoat it. We are disappointed that we're not playing well enough to win."
The Bears have lost three straight and six of their last eight to fall to 5-9, assuring them of their first losing season since 2009. They've continued to make the same mistakes, but have no answers.
"I really don't know," defensive tackle Jeremiah Ratliff said following Monday night's loss. "I'm at a loss of words to be completely honest with you. I'm not going to sit up here and B.S. you and give you some kind of crazy speech. I don't got it for you."
Quarterback Jay Cutler shared a similar sentiment, saying: "Absolutely it's frustrating. We're trying to say the same thing different ways after games. You get to a point where you don't have the answer. I think that's where we're at."
Midway through the third quarter, the Saints led 21-0 and held decisive advantages in total yards (325-92) and first downs (20-5). In their last two games, the Bears have been outscored 56-7 through the first three periods.
The offense continued to struggle Monday night, failing to score on its first nine drives that resulted in three interceptions, five punts and an unsuccessful fake punt that led to a turnover on downs.
"We don't really have a flow or a rhythm," said tight end Martellus Bennett. "I think there's some positions on the team that need to step up with leadership and things like that around the club. But overall, we need passion to come from certain places and I don't think the passion is always there all the time. But overall, it just hasn't been there."
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Image: Graphic of heat that flows from interior of Earth
Lawrence Berkeley National Laboratory
A main source of the 44 trillion watts of heat that flows from the interior of the Earth is the decay of radioactive isotopes in the mantle and crust. Scientists using the KamLAND neutrino detector in Japan have measured how much heat is generated this way by capturing geoneutrinos released during radioactive decay.
updated 7/17/2011 3:17:27 PM ET 2011-07-17T19:17:27
Half of the extraordinary heat of the Earth that erupts on its surface volcanically and drives the titanic motions of the continents is due to radioactivity, scientists find.
This new discovery shows that the planet still retains an extraordinary amount of heat it had from its primordial days.
To better understand the sources of the Earth's heat, scientists studied antineutrinos, elementary particles that, like their neutrino counterparts, only rarely interact with normal matter. Using the Kamioka Liquid-scintillator Antineutrino Detector (KamLAND) located under a mountain in Japan, they analyzed geoneutrinos — ones emitted by decaying radioactive materials within the Earth — over the course of more than seven years.
The specific amount of energy an antineutrino packs on the rare occasions one does collide with normal matter can tell scientists about what material emitted it in the first place — for instance, radioactive material from within the Earth, as opposed to in nuclear reactors. If one also knows how rarely such an antineutrino interacts with normal matter, one can then estimate how many antineutrinos are being emitted and how much energy they are carrying in total.
Knowing what the sources of heat from Earth are "is a very important issue in geophysics," researcher Itaru Shimizu, an elementary particle physicist at Tohoku University in Miyagi, Japan, told OurAmazingPlanet.
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788 F.2d 1500
Blue Sky L. Rep. P 72,388, 54 USLW 2590,Fed. Sec. L. Rep. P 92,732
Herman FRIEDLANDER, individually on behalf of himself andall former minority common shareholders of NimsloTechnology, Inc., a Georgia corporation(dissolved), Plaintiffs-Appellees,v.TROUTMAN, SANDERS, LOCKERMAN & ASHMORE, Defendant-Appellant.
No. 85-8399.
United States Court of Appeals,Eleventh Circuit.
May 9, 1986.
William G. Leonard, Thomas S. Richey, John T. Marshall, Atlanta, Ga., for defendant-appellant.
Edward L. Greenblatt, Henry A. Brachtl, Atlanta, Ga., for plaintiffs-appellees.
Appeal from the United States District Court for the Northern District of Georgia.
Before JOHNSON and ANDERSON, Circuit Judges, and DYER, Senior Circuit Judge.
ANDERSON, Circuit Judge:
1
In this case we must determine the most appropriate state statute of limitations to apply to a claim for a violation of Sec. 10(b) of the Securities Exchange Act, 15 U.S.C. Sec. 78j(b), and Rule 10b-5, 17 C.F.R. Sec. 240.10b-5.
I.
2
Friedlander alleges that Troutman, Sanders participated in a scheme to defraud him and other members of the class he represents in connection with the forced sale of stock owned by members of the class. The principal transaction involved in the alleged fraud took place in November 1980. Friedlander brought the instant suit in the federal District Court for the Northern District of Georgia in January 1984.
3
Friedlander filed a motion to simplify issues, arguing that the four-year statute of limitations for common law fraud claims under Georgia law should be applied to his claim under Sec. 10(b) and Rule 10b-5. Troutman, Sanders moved for summary judgment, contending that the two-year statute of limitations in the Georgia blue sky law should apply to claims under Sec. 10(b) and Rule 10b-5.
4
In an order dated October 15, 1984, the district court granted Friedlander's motion to simplify issues and denied Troutman, Sanders' motion for summary judgment as to the statute of limitations question. Friedlander v. Troutman, Sanders, Lockerman & Ashmore, 595 F.Supp. 1442, 1452 (N.D.Ga.1984). The district court held that the four-year limitations period applicable to Georgia common law fraud claims should govern this Sec. 10(b) and Rule 10b-5 action. Id. at 1451.
5
On October 24, 1984, Troutman, Sanders moved the district court to certify the October 15, 1984 order for interlocutory appeal pursuant to 28 U.S.C. Sec. 1292(b). On April 19, 1985, the district court granted Troutman, Sanders' request because there was "a substantial ground for difference of opinion as to the choice of a limitations period, which is a controlling issue in this action." Record on Appeal, vol. 4 at 1140. Troutman, Sanders petitioned this court for leave to appeal and this court granted the petition on May 21, 1985.
II.
6
No federal statute provides a specific statute of limitations for private rights of action asserted under Sec. 10(b) and Rule 10b-5. In order to fill that void, federal courts borrow the most appropriate statute of limitations of the forum state. Ernst & Ernst v. Hochfelder, 425 U.S. 185, 210 n. 29, 96 S.Ct. 1375, 1389 n. 29, 47 L.Ed.2d 668 (1976); Diamond v. Lamotte, 709 F.2d 1419, 1421-22 (11th Cir.1983). The state limitations period applicable to the most analogous state law is applied to the federal cause of action, unless "the state limitations period is inconsistent with the policies expressed in the federal statutes." Diamond, 709 F.2d at 1421 (citations omitted).
7
The district court rejected Troutman, Sanders' argument that there should be a uniform limitations period for all Sec. 10(b) and Rule 10b-5 claims arising in Georgia. It found that "a court must, in every case, consider state law in the context of plaintiff's particular claim." Friedlander, 595 F.Supp. at 1445. The district court "resist[ed] the temptation of drawing an analogy between federal and state statutes rather than between federal and state claims merely for the sake of convenience." Id. The court decided that it could not "merely ... find a state law generally analogous to a federal law relied upon by a plaintiff when the analogy does not apply to plaintiff's specific claim." Id. (emphasis in original). Applying its claim-by-claim approach, the district court selected the four-year statute of limitations for general fraud actions as the most analogous, primarily because the Georgia blue sky law would provide no remedy for a seller like Friedlander, although such a remedy would have been available to a purchaser.
8
In holding that a federal court must select state limitations periods on a claim-by-claim, rather than a statute-by-statute, basis, the district court relied on several decisions of this court dealing with the appropriate limitations period for claims arising under a different statute, i.e., 42 U.S.C. Secs. 1981, 1983. Id. (citing Scarlett v. Seaboard Coast Line Railroad Co., 676 F.2d 1043, 1050-51 (5th Cir. Unit B 1982);1 Whatley v. Department of Education, 673 F.2d 873, 875-78 (5th Cir. Unit B 1982); Beard v. Stephens, 372 F.2d 685, 690 (5th Cir.1967)). According to the principles announced in the cases cited by the district court, different actions under Secs. 1981 and 1983 are subject to different limitations periods according to the type of wrong alleged. Moreover, different counts alleged in the same action may be subject to different periods of limitations.
9
Since the district court issued its order, the Supreme Court has overruled this line of Sec. 1983 cases. Wilson v. Garcia, --- U.S. ----, 105 S.Ct. 1938, 85 L.Ed.2d 254 (1985). In Wilson, the Supreme Court ruled that a single limitations period must be selected to apply to all claims arising under 42 U.S.C. Sec. 1983 in a given state.2 The Supreme Court noted that " '[f]ew areas of the law stand in greater need of firmly defined, easily applied rules than does the subject of periods of limitations.' " Id. at ----, 105 S.Ct. at 1942 (quoting Chardon v. Fumero Soto, 462 U.S. 650, 667, 103 S.Ct. 2611, 2621, 77 L.Ed.2d 74 (1983) (Rehnquist, J., dissenting)). In Wilson, the Supreme Court held: (1) where federal law is sufficiently available to decide the question, the characterization of the claim for statute of limitations purposes is a matter of federal law; (2) all Sec. 1983 claims arising in a single state should be subject to a single statute of limitations--expressly rejecting the position that each different claim "should be evaluated differently depending upon the varying factual circumstances and the legal theories presented in each individual case," id. at ----, 105 S.Ct. at 1943; and (3) after exploring the nature and purpose of Sec. 1983 claims, the Court concluded that such "claims are best characterized as personal injury actions," id. at ----, 105 S.Ct. at 1949, and the state limitations period for personal injury actions should be applied to Sec. 1983 actions.
10
A. Characterization of Rule 10b-5 Claims As A Matter of Federal Law
11
Addressing the first question, the Wilson Court stated that "[i]n borrowing statutes of limitations for other federal claims, this Court has generally recognized that the problem of characterization 'is ultimately a question of federal law.' " Id. at ----, 105 S.Ct. at 1944 (footnote omitted) (quoting Auto Workers v. Hoosier Cardinal Corp., 383 U.S. 696, 706, 86 S.Ct. 1107, 1113, 16 L.Ed.2d 192 (1966)); see also United Parcel Service, Inc. v. Mitchell, 451 U.S. 56, 60-61, 101 S.Ct. 1559, 1563, 67 L.Ed.2d 732 (1981). Moreover, the Court stated, "Congress surely did not intend to assign to state courts and legislatures a conclusive role in the formative function of defining and characterizing the essential elements of a federal cause of action." --- U.S. at ----, 105 S.Ct. at 1944. On the facts of the case before it, the Court found that the characterization of Sec. 1983 for statute of limitations purposes was derived from matters of federal law--the elements of the cause of action and Congress' purpose in providing it. Id. at ----, 105 S.Ct. at 1943. Therefore, since the Court found that there was federal law available to decide the question, it concluded that the characterization of Sec. 1983 should be treated as a federal question. Id.
12
In the instant case, too, the elements of a cause of action under Sec. 10(b) and Rule 10b-5 are matters of federal law.3 Congress' purpose in enacting Sec. 10(b) is also a matter of federal law.4 Thus, the characterization of an action under Sec. 10(b) and Rule 10b-5 for statute of limitations purposes is a matter of federal law.
B. Claim-by-Claim Approach Rejected
13
In undertaking the second step of its analysis, the Supreme Court in Wilson stated:
14
If the choice of the statute of limitations were to depend upon the particular facts or the precise legal theory of each claim, counsel could almost always argue, with considerable force, that two or more periods of limitations should apply to each Sec. 1983 claim. Moreover, under such an approach different statutes of limitations would be applied to the various Sec. 1983 claims arising in the same State, and multiple periods of limitations would often apply to the same case.
15
Id. at ----, 105 S.Ct. at 1946 (footnotes omitted).5
16
The Supreme Court concluded that "[t]here is no reason to believe that Congress would have sanctioned this interpretation of its statute." Id. Instead, the Supreme Court found that the "federal interests in uniformity, certainty, and the minimization of unnecessary litigation all support the conclusion that Congress favored," id. at ----, 105 S.Ct. at 1947, the selection, in each state, of "the one most appropriate statute of limitations for all Sec. 1983 claims." Id.
17
The federal interests considered in Wilson are no less important in selecting limitations periods for actions under Sec. 10(b) and Rule 10b-5 than they are in selecting such periods under Sec. 1983. The comprehensive scheme of statutes and regulations designed to police the securities industry is indicative of a strong federal interest. The interstate purchase or sale of any security must comply with Rule 10b-5. Section 10(b) and Rule 10b-5 are frequently the basis of securities actions in federal court. Moreover, the statute of limitations applicable to the action is a frequently litigated issue. For example, the appropriate statute of limitations has been litigated in the following cases brought in federal district courts in Georgia: Kennedy v. Tallant, 710 F.2d 711 (11th Cir.1983); Diamond v. Lamotte, 709 F.2d 1419 (11th Cir.1983); McNeal v. Paine, Webber, Jackson & Curtis, Inc., 598 F.2d 888 (5th Cir.1979); Miller v. Merrill Lynch, Pierce, Fenner & Smith, Inc., 572 F.Supp. 1180, 1184 (N.D.Ga.1983); Taylor v. Bear Stearns & Co., 572 F.Supp. 667, 672 (N.D.Ga.1983); Osterneck v. E.T. Barwick Industries, Inc., 79 F.R.D. 47 (N.D.Ga.1978); Mooney v. Tallant, 397 F.Supp. 680 (N.D.Ga.1975). Other cases in this circuit which have recently litigated this issue include: White v. Sanders, 650 F.2d 627 (5th Cir. Unit B 1981); First Federal Savings & Loan Ass'n v. Mortgage Corp. of the South, 650 F.2d 1376, 1378 (5th Cir.1981); Wood v. Combustion Engineering, Inc., 643 F.2d 339 (5th Cir.1981); Dupuy v. Dupuy, 551 F.2d 1005 (5th Cir.), cert. denied, 434 U.S. 911, 98 S.Ct. 312, 54 L.Ed.2d 197 (1977); Nortek, Inc. v. Alexander Grant & Co., 532 F.2d 1013, 1015 (5th Cir.), cert. denied, 429 U.S. 1042, 97 S.Ct. 742, 50 L.Ed.2d 754 (1977); Hudak v. Economic Research Analysis, Inc., 499 F.2d 996 (5th Cir.1974); Byrne v. Gulfstream First Bank & Trust Co., 528 F.Supp. 692 (S.D.Fla.1981), aff'd, 720 F.2d 686 (11th Cir.1983).
18
If we followed the district court's claim-by-claim approach and applied a two-year statute of limitations to actions brought by purchasers, see Diamond v. Lamotte, 709 F.2d 1419, and a four-year period to actions brought by sellers, litigation would be more complex, more uncertain, and lacking in uniformity. For example, in a churning action, half of the transactions involve the plaintiff as a purchaser and half as a seller. It is uncertain whether a single statute of limitations would apply or whether a two-year statute of limitations would apply to purchaser claims and a four-year statute of limitations to the seller claims. Moreover, the latter approach would certainly be awkward and more complex. Second, where the plaintiff has exchanged stocks for stocks, e.g., as part of a merger, it is not clear whether he should be considered a purchaser or seller. Third, many securities transactions, e.g., purchases of puts, involve elements of purchase and sale.6
19
Faced with similar complexity and uncertainty in Wilson, the Supreme Court pointed out:
20
On a human level, uncertainty is costly to all parties. Plaintiffs may be denied their just remedy if they delay in filing their claims, having wrongly postulated that the court would apply a longer statute. Defendants cannot calculate their contingent liabilities, not knowing with confidence when their delicts lie in repose.
21
Wilson v. Garcia, --- U.S. at ---- n. 34, 105 S.Ct. at 1947 n. 34.
22
In light of the Supreme Court's decision in Wilson v. Garcia and the strong federal interests in uniformity,7 certainty, and minimization of unnecessary litigation in determining the appropriate statute of limitations for Sec. 10(b) and Rule 10b-5 claims, we hold that the federal courts must select, in each state, one most appropriate statute of limitations for Sec. 10(b) and Rule 10b-5 claims whether asserted by sellers or by purchasers.8
23
C. The Georgia Blue Sky Law Is Most Analogous
24
The third step in the Wilson analysis is the characterization of the statutory claim, the selection of the most analogous state statute, and the application of the statute of limitations period for that state statute. Troutman, Sanders suggests that the Georgia Securities Act offers the best analogy to a Sec. 10(b) and Rule 10b-5 claim. Section 12 of the Act, O.C.G.A. Sec. 10-5-12 (1982), describes certain unlawful practices. Subsection (a) prohibits certain behavior in connection with the offer and sale of any security. Subsection (d), in language very similar to the language of Rule 10b-5, makes unlawful certain fraudulent schemes or acts which would defraud or deceive a purchaser or seller of securities.
25
Section 14 of the Act, O.C.G.A. Sec. 10-5-14, concerns civil liability for violation of Sec. 12. Subsections (a) and (b) of Sec. 14 create civil liability for violations of subsection 12(a). The statute of limitations--two years after the date of the unlawful sale of securities--is provided in Sec. 14(c). There is no remedy expressly provided under Sec. 14 for violations of Sec. 12(d). See Diamond v. Lamotte, 709 F.2d at 1423. Thus, the state blue sky law would provide a remedy to a purchaser under Sec. 12(a), but the state law is uncertain as to whether a private cause of action for a seller would be implied under Sec. 12(d).
26
Friedlander suggests that the Georgia general fraud and deceit statutes, O.C.G.A. Secs. 51-6-1, 51-6-2 (1982), are the most analogous to Sec. 10(b) and Rule 10b-5 actions. Actions for damages under the fraud and deceit statutes are, under Georgia law, actions for injuries to personalty. McNeal, 598 F.2d at 893 n. 10. They are subject to the four-year limitation for injuries to personalty under O.C.G.A. Sec. 9-3-31. 598 F.2d at 893 n.10.
27
The district court concluded that there is no private cause of action9 for a seller under Sec. 12(d) of the Georgia Act and thus that no comparable cause of action for a defrauded seller exists under the Georgia Securities Act. For this reason, the district court concluded that the limitations period provided in the Georgia Securities Act could not be employed as an analog to Rule 10b-5. Friedlander, 595 F.Supp. at 1449. Alternatively, the district court examined the other three factors set out in Diamond v. Lamotte --scienter, reliance and purposes of the statutes--along with the relief available under each of the statutes to determine which of the two statutes was more analogous. Again, the district court concluded that the general fraud and deceipt statutes were more analogous to this plaintiff's Sec. 10(b) and Rule 10b-5 claim, again based largely on the premise that the Georgia Securities Act would provide no remedy for a seller, though the district court also was influenced by its belief that the Georgia Securities Act did not require reliance and that the scienter requirement was uncertain.
28
Since we have decided that a statute of limitations must be selected on a statute-by-statute basis and since the district court's analysis was done on a claim-by-claim basis, we need not rule on the correctness of the district court's selection of the Georgia general fraud statute. Because we are proceeding on the statute-by-statute basis, we must decide what Georgia statute is the most analogous for purposes of all suits brought under Sec. 10(b) and Rule 10b-5--i.e., both suits brought by purchasers and suits brought by sellers. Thus, the difference which the district court found to be controlling in this case--that as a defrauded seller Friedlander would not be able to state a cause of action under the Georgia securities law--should not be determinative of the statute we select as being more analogous to Sec. 10(b) and Rule 10b-5. Approaching the question on a statute-by-statute basis, we find that the Georgia blue sky law is more analogous to Sec. 10(b) and Rule 10b-5.
29
First, the purpose of the Georgia Securities Act is the same as the purpose of the federal securities laws. The Georgia Securities Act promotes the full, accurate disclosure of information and protects against fraud in connection with the sales of securities, precisely the same purpose as that of Sec. 10(b) and Rule 10b-5. As this court noted in Diamond v. Lamotte:
30
Without doubt the blue sky statute is more closely attuned to securities fraud than generalized common law fraud.... The blue sky cause of action serves to supplement the relief available to a defrauded purchaser of securities and therefore particularizes a securities fraud case.
31
709 F.2d at 1424.
32
Second, the language of the Georgia Securities Act substantially tracks language of the federal securities statutes. As we have already mentioned, the language of Sec. 12(d) of the Georgia Securities Act is substantially the same as the language of Rule 10b-5.
33
Third, the case law in this circuit indicates that the Georgia blue sky law is more analogous to Sec. 10(b) and Rule 10b-5 than the general fraud statute because of the closeness of purpose and language and some similarity in the elements of the actions. In the two most recent cases analogizing Sec. 10(b) and Rule 10b-5 to Georgia law, this court has approved the selection of the Georgia blue sky law as the most analogous statute. Kennedy v. Tallant, 710 F.2d 711; Diamond v. Lamotte, 709 F.2d 1419. Moreover, in Greenblatt v. Drexel Burnham Lambert, Inc., 763 F.2d 1352 (11th Cir. 1985), a case involving a private right of action implied under Rule 10b-16, we noted:
34
In Diamond, we concluded that the most appropriate Georgia statute of limitations to "borrow" in an action for damages under Sec. 10b of the Securities Exchange Act of 1934, 15 U.S.C. Sec. 78j(b), and Rule 10b-5 was the two-year limitations period found under the Georgia blue sky law, rather than the four-year period governing common law fraud claims. 709 F.2d at 1421-24.
35
Greenblatt, 763 F.2d at 1356 n. 5. Similarly, the district court cases listed supra slip op. p. 1504, have all settled on the blue sky law as the most analogous to a Rule 10b-5 claim. See, e.g., Miller, 572 F.Supp. at 1184 ("[I]t is now well established that the appropriate statute of limitations for an action brought under Rule 10b-5 is the two-year statute of limitations of the Georgia Securities Act.")There is one case in this circuit where the four-year limitations period of Georgia's common law fraud action was applied to a Rule 10b-5 claim. In McNeal v. Paine, Webber, Jackson & Curtis, Inc., 598 F.2d 888 (5th Cir.1979), the former Fifth Circuit chose that law as most analogous to a claim for churning under Rule 10b-5. The McNeal panel found that the Georgia blue sky law provided no remedy for a churning claim. Treating the factor as determinative, the court found the general fraud statute most analogous. Since McNeal was decided pursuant to a claim-by-claim basis, its analysis retains no vitality for the same reasons that the district court in this case erred.
36
Other cases decided by this court have also generally selected a state's blue sky law over its general fraud law when analogizing to Sec. 10(b) and Rule 10b-5 actions. See, e.g., White v. Sanders, 650 F.2d 627 (5th Cir. Unit B 1981); Dupuy v. Dupuy, 551 F.2d 1005 (5th Cir.1977). Although it may have been decided on a claim-by-claim basis and although the Alabama blue sky statute differed from the federal securities law in two of the same ways that the Georgia blue sky statute differs from Rule 10b-5, the White court found the blue sky statute to be analogous in general to Sec. 10(b). See Hunt v. American Bank & Trust Co. of Baton Rouge, 783 F.2d 1011, 1013 n. 2 (11th Cir.1986) (dicta) ("Our decision in White, however, was based on the general similarity of blue sky actions in Alabama to actions brought under [Sec. 10(b) and Rule 10b-5]; it did not focus on the nature of the particular cause of action at hand."). The court noted that the blue sky law allowed recovery for purchasers only, whereas Rule 10b-5 provides redress for defrauded purchasers and sellers. Second, the court noted that the Alabama blue sky statute, like the Georgia blue sky statute,10 does not clearly require the element of scienter--which is a requirement in Rule 10b-5 actions. See Ernst & Ernst v. Hochfelder, 425 U.S. 185, 206, 96 S.Ct. 1375, 1385, 47 L.Ed.2d 668 (1976). However, White concluded that "[t]hose features which do distinguish the Alabama and federal securities laws are, we believe, outweighed by their greatest similarity--an undeniable 'commonality of purposes.' " White v. Sanders, 650 F.2d at 632 (citations omitted).
37
One of the cases heavily relied on by this court in White v. Sanders was O'Hara v. Kovens, 625 F.2d 15 (4th Cir.1980), cert. denied, 449 U.S. 1124, 101 S.Ct. 939, 67 L.Ed.2d 109 (1981), which compared an action under the Maryland blue sky law to a Rule 10b-5 action. In the O'Hara case, the court found some discrepancies in its claim-by-claim analysis. The plaintiffs were sellers rather than purchasers--the situation in the instant case. Moreover, the Maryland blue sky law did not require scienter. Nevertheless, the Fourth Circuit held that these claim-by-claim distinctions were outweighed by "the simple truth that the federal and state statutes at issue here were designed to achieve similar ends." 625 F.2d at 18. "By comparison, the shared purposes between Sec. 10(b) and common law fraud are generalized at best." Id.
38
In Dupuy v. Dupuy, this court compared the Louisiana blue sky law with Rule 10b-5 and found that the Louisiana law prohibited only misrepresentations by sellers and required only negligence not scienter. Despite these claim-by-claim differences, this court found that the purposes of the state blue sky law and the federal securities law were "precisely the same" and selected the securities law as most analogous. Dupuy, 551 F.2d at 1024 n. 31.
39
The only recent decision other than McNeal where this court selected a state's general fraud statute over its blue sky law is Wood v. Combustion Engineering, Inc., 643 F.2d 339 (5th Cir. Apr. 24, 1981). However, Wood is distinguishable, as the decision in White v. Sanders points out. White v. Sanders, 650 F.2d at 632. As noted in White, the Texas blue sky statute and the Texas general fraud statute described in Wood were different from the Alabama blue sky statute and general fraud statute involved in White. The Texas blue sky statute lacked a counterpart to Rule 10b-5. In contrast, the Alabama blue sky statute had a section which, like Sec. 12(d) of the Georgia securities statute, tracks the language of Rule 10b-5. Moreover, the Texas fraud statute examined in Wood specifically addressed fraud in stock transactions whereas the common law fraud cause of action available in Alabama was, as it is in Georgia, a catchall provision. Thus, under a statute-by-statute analysis, the Texas general fraud statute might be most analogous, a question which we expressly do not decide.
40
In sum, the case law in this circuit has held that the language and purposes of the Georgia blue sky law make it "[w]ithout doubt ... more closely attuned to securities fraud than generalized common law fraud." Diamond v. Lamotte, 709 F.2d at 1424 (citing White v. Sanders, 650 F.2d at 632-33).
41
Based on the commonality of purpose between the Georgia blue sky law and Sec. 10(b) and Rule 10b-5, based on the similarity of language, and based on the case law in this circuit, our examination of the nature and purpose of the several statutes leads us to the conclusion that the Georgia blue sky law is most analogous to Sec. 10(b) and Rule 10b-5. Thus, the two-year statute of limitations should be applied here.11
III.
42
In conclusion, we hold that federal law governs the characterization of the Sec. 10(b) and Rule 10b-5 claim for purposes of selecting a statute of limitations. One most appropriate statute of limitations must be selected in each state for all Sec. 10(b) and Rule 10b-5 claims. The Georgia statute most analogous to Sec. 10(b) and Rule 10b-5 is the Georgia Securities Act. We conclude that the two-year statute of limitations applicable to actions under Sec. 12 of the Georgia Securities Act must be applied to actions under Sec. 10(b) and Rule 10b-5.
43
Friedlander argued below that the period of limitations had been tolled. Because the district court found that the appropriate period of limitations was four years, it found it unnecessary to decide whether the period of limitations had been tolled. Because the period of limitations applicable to a Georgia blue sky action is two years, we must remand this case to the district court to consider that issue and any other unresolved issues in the case.
44
REVERSED and REMANDED.
1
In Stein v. Reynolds Securities, Inc., 667 F.2d 33 (11th Cir.1982), this court adopted as binding precedent all of the post-September 30, 1981, decisions of Unit B of the former Fifth Circuit. Id. at 34. Cf. Bonner v. City of Prichard, 661 F.2d 1206, 1209 (11th Cir.1981) (en banc) (adopting as binding precedent all of the decisions of the former Fifth Circuit handed down prior to the close of business on September 30, 1981)
2
The same single limitations period should apply to Sec. 1981 claims. Goodman v. Lukens Steel Co., 777 F.2d 113, 120 (3d Cir.1985)
3
The elements of a cause of action under Sec. 10(b) and Rule 10b-5 are: "(1) false representation of a material fact (2) made with scienter (3) upon which the plaintiff justifiably relied (4) that proximately caused the plaintiff's damages." Diamond v. Lamotte, 709 F.2d at 1422-23 (citations omitted)
4
Section 10(b) was designed as a " 'catchall' clause to enable the Commission 'to deal with new manipulative [or cunning] devices.' " Ernst & Ernst v. Hochfelder, 425 U.S. at 202-03, 96 S.Ct. at 1385 (brackets in original; quoting legislative history)
5
In two footnotes supporting the statements it made in the second sentence quoted above, the Supreme Court used as examples two of the three cases cited by the district court for the proposition that a claim-by-claim rather than a statute-by-statute analysis should be undertaken. --- U.S. at ---- n. 32 & 33, 105 S.Ct. at 1947 n. 32 & 33 (citing, among other cases, Whatley v. Department of Education, 673 F.2d 873 (5th Cir. Unit B 1982), and Beard v. Stephens, 372 F.2d 685 (5th Cir.1967))
6
The claim-by-claim analysis adopted by the district court assumes that any action maintainable under Sec. 10(b) and Rule 10b-5 can be brought under the Georgia blue sky law, the general fraud law, or some other Georgia statute. There is no indication that this will be true for every Sec. 10(b) action. The absence of any comparable state remedy would make such a claim-by-claim analysis even more confusing, uncertain, and complex
7
Friedlander argues that "there is no federal policy requiring uniform limitations periods for all private securities litigation ... for Congress has itself provided and permitted varied limitations." Appellee's Brief at 42. Friedlander contends that because different causes of action under the federal securities laws are governed by varying periods of limitations, there is no federal interest in the uniformity of limitations periods for Sec. 10(b) and Rule 10b-5 actions
The existence of different periods of limitations under various sections of the securities statutes does not demonstrate that Congress would have approved the existence of more than one statute of limitations for Sec. 10(b) and Rule 10b-5 actions within one state. For each statutory right of action provided in the securities laws, there is only one express statute of limitations which applies to all claims asserted under the statutory section. See, e.g., (15 U.S.C. Sec. 77m) (the varying periods of limitation provided in Sec. 13 of the Securities Act of 1933 for actions brought under Secs. 11, 12(1), and 12(2)). 15 U.S.C. Sec. 77m. A single statute of limitations for all claims asserted under Sec. 10(b) and Rule 10b-5 would therefore be consistent with statutorily provided periods of limitations.
Although the civil rights laws also contain multiple statutory periods of limitations, compare, e.g., 42 U.S.C. Sec. 1986 with 42 U.S.C. Sec. 2000e-5(e), Sec. (f)(1), the Supreme Court in Wilson only required that all actions brought under Sec. 1983 be subject to one statute of limitations within each state. It did not require that all civil rights actions be brought within the same period in each state. Thus, the variety of periods of limitations provided in the civil rights statutes did not convince the Supreme Court that uniformity with regard to all claims brought under one section of those statutes was inconsistent with federal policy. Similarly, there is no reason to believe that the statutory provision of different periods of limitation for different statutory sections in the securities law demonstrates that there is federal policy against uniformity.
In Ernst & Ernst v. Hochfelder, 425 U.S. at 210 n. 29, 96 S.Ct. at 1389 n. 29, the Supreme Court has noted that in selecting the appropriate state law period of limitations to apply to Sec. 10(b) and Rule 10b-5 claims, "it is not always certain which state statute of limitations should be followed." Friedlander argues that this indicates that the Court has approved the claim-by-claim approach to this problem. However, this footnote appears to do little more than approve the process of arriving at a statute of limitations by analogizing to state law actions and note the frequent difficulty in ascertaining what the appropriate state law is.
To support this same argument, Friedlander also relies on the district court's statement that "[u]niformity in securities litigation is hardly a principle of federal policy." Friedlander v. Troutman, Sanders, Lockerman & Ashmore, 595 F.Supp. at 1451 (citations omitted). In making this statement, the district court relied on the opinion of this court in McNeal v. Paine, Webber, Jackson & Curtis, Inc., 598 F.2d at 891-92. The decision in McNeal noted the lack of uniformity which resulted from the selection of a period of limitations based on state law and made on a claim-by-claim basis. Since the Supreme Court has disapproved of the lack of uniformity which results from selecting periods of limitations on a claim-by-claim basis, the varied results which follow from that process can no longer serve--if they ever could--to support the proposition that there is a federal policy favoring nonuniformity.
8
This court has recently suggested in dicta that a case-by-case approach to selecting periods of limitations in RICO cases, 18 U.S.C. Secs. 1951-1968, may be precluded by the decision in Wilson v. Garcia. Hunt v. American Bank & Trust Co. of Baton Rouge, 783 F.2d 1011, 1014 n. 4 (11th Cir.1986). The court stated:
This reasoning [from Wilson v. Garcia ] would seem to apply with equal force to RICO claims, which can be based upon an assortment of criminal acts. Although there is probably no good reason to analogize RICO to the same cause of action in every state--some states, for instance, have enacted state versions of RICO which no doubt more closely resemble the federal cause of action than does common law fraud--the key lesson of Wilson seems to be that there should be applied "in each State ... the one most appropriate statute of limitations," [105 S.Ct.] at 1947 for all RICO actions.
Id. One recent decision has adopted the Wilson statute-by-statute analysis in RICO actions:
These [Wilson v. Garcia ] concerns are just as strong in a civil RICO case. As with Sec. 1983, RICO actions can be brought on a great variety of facts, so that in many cases the lawyers will be able to argue that 2 or more limitations periods apply. Also as with Sec. 1983, different limitations periods could be applied to actions with different facts in the same state, and sometimes even in the same case. Therefore, this court concludes that one characterization must be adopted for all RICO actions in this state.
Electronics Relays (India) Pvt. Ltd. v. Pascente, 610 F.Supp. 648, 650 (N.D.Ill.1985) (footnote omitted).
In selecting among state actions to determine which is most analogous to an action under Sec. 303 of the federal Labor Management Relations Act, 29 U.S.C. Sec. 187, the Sixth Circuit has recently rejected the case-by-case analysis it formerly employed. Carruthers Ready-Mix, Inc. v. Cement Masons Local Union, 779 F.2d 320 (6th Cir.1985). Prior to its decision in Carruthers, the Sixth Circuit had characterized an action under Sec. 303 as a Tennessee court would--by focusing on the kind of damage alleged--and had selected different periods of limitations in different cases according to the type of injury involved. Id. at 324-25. In Carruthers, the Sixth Circuit began to characterize actions under Sec. 303 in light of the nature of the federal claim and the federal policies involved. Id. at 325. The court found that such an analysis of the elements of a claim under Sec. 303 directed the application of only one of the two previously employed state periods of limitations. Id.
9
Rothenberg v. Security Management Co., C77-150A (N.D.Ga. June 30, 1977), held, contrary to the court below, that Georgia courts would imply a private cause of action for a seller under Sec. 12(d) of the Georgia Securities Act. Because of the analysis we employ in disposing of this case, we need not resolve that conflict
10
Following this court's analysis in Diamond v. Lamotte, the district court found that "the requirement of scienter under the state blue sky law is uncertain at best." Friedlander, 595 F.Supp. at 1450. See Diamond v. Lamotte, 709 F.2d at 1423. Given our disposition of the case, we need not resolve the question of whether or not the Georgia blue sky law requires scienter
11
The state limitations period selected must be consistent with "the policies expressed in the federal statutes." Diamond v. Lamotte, 709 F.2d at 1421 (citations omitted). Neither party has suggested that federal policy is inconsistent with the two year period provided under the Georgia blue sky law, which has recently been applied in Diamond v. Lamotte and Kennedy v. Tallant, 710 F.2d 711 (11th Cir.1983)
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How to map multiple versions of web service incoming requests to the same Java endpoint method using Spring WS
We currently use Spring's PayloadRootAnnotationMethodEndpointMapping to map incoming messages to the appropriate Java endpoints. We're going to have a new version of WSDL (with enhanced business functionality) to be made available to the user community while we're also required to continue to support the existing version of WSDL for backward compatibility.
The versioning information will be embedded in the namespaces' URNs, for examples:
urn:mycompany:myproject:mymodule:messages:1.0urn:mycompany:myproject:mymodule:messages:1.1
Since there's only a small fraction of Java methods that have changed between the old version and the new version, I was wondering what would be the best way to handle those methods that have NOT changed between the two versions in terms of endpoint mapping. In other words, how can I route the incoming messages of both versions to the same Java endpoint method?
One option I was thinking of was to write a custom Spring-ws endpoint mapping class (possibly by extending PayloadRootAnnotationMethodEndpointMapping class. But before I write any code, I'd like to check with you guys to see:
1) Are there some best practices with respect to supporting multiple versions of WSDLs by a single server side implementation?
2) Does Spring-ws have any out-of-box solutions for this type of the situations?
Thanks,
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As of Spring-WS 2.2, there is a @PayloadRoots annotation which allows you to map multiple payloads to one method, like so:
@PayloadRoots({
@PayloadRoot(localPart = "Request1", namespace = "http://springframework.org/spring-ws"),
@PayloadRoot(localPart = "Request2", namespace = "http://springframework.org/spring-ws")
})
public void doIt(@RequestPayload Source payload) {
...
}
I'd also like to point you to the PayloadTransformingInterceptor, which transforms the payload of the SOAP message using XSLT stylesheet. Depending on the differences between the two versions of the WSDL, you could transform the "old" requests to the new format with one XSLT, thus letting them be handled by the "new" endpoint. In turn, the "new" responses can be transformed to the old format again with another XSLT.
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Idea to stop the QQ about class balance (and possibly get something done)
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dbears's Avatar
12.08.2013 , 10:22 AM | #1
Apologies in advance if someone has already mentioned this. Just an idea I had to finally solve once and for all if classes are really as balanced as Bioware says they are.
PvP Balancing:
Have the Devs duel each other in a best of 3 1v1 match against each of the other 7 advanced classes. Nothing fancy, just out in the middle of no where 1v1's and keep track of who wins. They could even record the fights for the community to watch.
Or organize another vote where the community picks a class representative from each advanced class to duel the Devs.
PvE Balancing:
Set up a training dummy with however much health and let the Devs defeat it two or three times. Record the TTK and the DPS and compare it to all of the other advanced classes. Plain and simple.
Or again, let the community vote for representatives and have them do it.
To the Devs:
I love the game and will continue to play it regardless of class balance.
The community has been very outspoken on this issue for so long and there has been next to no communication from you guys saying what's to come. The best thing we have now is that there won't likely be a huge class balancing until the next expansion and there will be some more minor tweaks coming in 2.6.
Give us a bone to chew on. Let us know what you have in the works so the community can talk about it before it gets released and you have some feedback BEFORE it goes live and everyone starts complaining about it. There's no reason to be so secretive about future class balancing. New Operations/Warzones/Content, yes, I can understand that, but not class balancing.
Milchmann's Avatar
12.14.2013 , 06:00 AM | #2
Now, after arena has been released, skills and abilities shoud be differenced in pve-abilities and pvp-abilities.
Without that, a useful balancing is not possible.
In the course of patch 2.5, OP-classes become more op. Can't understand!
Shevaresh's Avatar
12.14.2013 , 08:49 AM | #3
While it is nice to see that there are still people how wants to limit the "qq" rather than add to it, I think it'll be rather a "fool's errand" to attempt to stop it. People will properly always find ways to complain about everything and nothing, when there's a mass-media outlet usable under the guise of anonymity.
Anyways, towards your proposed solutions, I'd say that I truely doubt that such would provide more class balance, if any:
In PvP, it's inarguably annoying to be "outwitted/outclassed" by another player in a 1 v 1, but those doesn't really happen that often, do they? In fact, there isn't really a pvp-mode in the game currently, where you would have to engage in 1 v 1's regulary to win the match. They seem to be more a spurious and random coincidence for any other than steathers trying to cap nodes with a single defender? If the game were balanced around this part of PvP, what about the rest then? Other than making all classes "bland" with an entirely comparable skill-set, how would you balance a tank versus healer, a ranged versus a melee class, balance a "leap" abillity versus a "speed-increase" abillity, "stealth-users" versus" non-stealth-users" etc? As it is now these would present themselves as "situational advantages" with varying degree of usability, depending on, well, the situation. As an example: Balancing around 1 v 1 would require all classes to either have stealth or something to counter stealth-users, as stealth is truely an "alpha-abillity" in a 1 v 1. The value of having the abillity to decide when and how the encounter starts, cannot be underplayed. However in a team-situation the advantage of stealth-use would rely on your abillity to decieve the oppositioning team, to make them leave nodes un- or under-guarded, so you can cap and gain your team an advantage. While the abillity to start a 1 v 1 with the upper-hand, and possibly "rofl-stomp" your opponent might provide a certain personal satisfaction, it's rarely terribly useful for your team, as a whole, unless the situation makes it so. To sum up: Unless SwTor PvP gets a mode, where 1 v 1's are commonplace, balancing around this would not provide any balance, unless you make all classes "bland".
For your PvE solution, it's rather simple: Such would never be sufficient as a balancing tool, simply due to the variance in output due to the complexity of the "math behind the dps". Even with hundreds and thousands of parses to minimise the RNG-factor in the output, you'd still be left with questions of "input/lag-stabillity", "skill-cap", "variance in skill-tree choices" and a whole lot of other issues regarding the different "conditions" that the player base plays the game under. To make a long story short, you'd need to balance the classes around performances achieved "live", in the game as is, rather than an isolated and artificial testing ground, to get any sort of reliable statistics of how balanced the classes are in PvE (even though the artificial are most likely utillized aswell). Which, I'm sure, they already have several matrices running to gather such data. The trick is, of course, that when tweaking any variable, what happens is rather hard to predict, even with solid statistical data of what was before.
Anyways, I've rambled on too long
Niko_Storm's Avatar
12.16.2013 , 03:33 AM | #4
Class balance is one big ******** which everyone wants to have. I definitely see here people that came from WoW to trigger the balance **** because in their WoW the classes are so unbalanced which I don't know what to say.
Critical-'s Avatar
12.16.2013 , 12:10 PM | #5
They should work on the Assassin/Shadow DPS for PVE (PvP is fine)
tekhiun's Avatar
12.22.2013 , 04:45 AM | #6
Quote: Originally Posted by Milchmann View Post
Without that, a useful balancing is not possible.
This is true. Ground pvp should go the way of Space pvp and make a separate tree which would improve different abilities and would only work on pvp.
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INTRODUCTION {#sec1-1}
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Anthracyclines are the most frequent cause of iatrogenic congestive heart failure ranging from acute reversible minor to irreversible reduction in the left ventricular (LV) ejection fraction and death despite preventive measures.\[[@ref1]\]
Serial surveillance for cardiotoxicity in patients receiving anthracyclines has most commonly centered on the assessment of LV systolic function by standard echocardiography.\[[@ref1][@ref2]\]
The development of new quantitative echocardiographic techniques, such as ultrasonic strain (S) and strain rate (SR) imaging,\[[@ref3]\] has enhanced our ability to noninvasively assess regional myocardial function.
We investigated the LV function, using Doppler derived S and SR imaging, in long-term survivors affected by acute lymphoblastic leukemia (ALL) treated with a low cumulative dose (≤210 mg/m^2^) of anthracyclines, and in presence of a normal global LV systolic and diastolic function, as assessed by standard echocardiography.
MATERIALS AND METHODS {#sec1-2}
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The study population was recruited between January 1983 and December 1990 at the Pediatric Oncology Service of Second University of Naples and studied at the Pediatric Cardiology outpatient clinic of the same University.
All patients were affected by ALL: Of the original 112 patients diagnosed in that period, 44 were excluded because died of disease, 30 declined the invitation to undergo Echocardiogram, and 16 were excluded for inadequate echocardiogram. The remaining 21 patients, who were in continuous remission, presented no cardiac symptoms, have been treated with a low cumulative dose of anthracyclines (≤210 mg/m^2^), and had received the last dose at least 10 years previously, were considered eligible for the study.
In this group, mean age at diagnosis was 3.6 years (range 1-11 years) and the mean of follow-up interval from last dose of anthracycline was 15.7 years (range 11-20 years). The mean cumulative dose of anthracylines was 180 mg/m^2^ (range 120-210 mg/m^2^). All patients were recruited in Associatione Italiana Ematologia-Oncologia Pediatrica-ALL protocols. In detail, 1 patient was enrolled in 8201-protocol; 5 patients in 8202 protocol; 12 patients in 8702 protocol; and 3 patients in 8703 protocol.
The control group consisted of 21 healthy subjects, comparable for age and sex. All patients and controls gave written informed consent to participate in the study. The study protocol was approved by our institutional ethics committee.
Both the standard echocardiographic study and the color Doppler myocardial imaging (CDMI) data were digitally stored and all the measurements were performed off-line by 2 independent observers who were blind to the clinical status of the subjects.
Echocardiography measurements were taken with a System Seven (GE, Norway). LV measurements were taken from two-dimensional guided M-mode tracings.
The standard echocardiographic study has been performed following a standard methodology.\[[@ref4]\]
The myocardial performance index (MPI), defined as the sum of isovolumic activity (isovolumic contraction time and isovolumic relaxation time) divided by ventricular ejection time, was measured following a previously described protocol.\[[@ref5]\]
All CDMI data were acquired at a frame rate of 220 ± 15 frames/s (GE Vingmed System Seven; 3.5 MHz). Our methodology for CDMI study has been previously described.\[[@ref6]\]
Peak systolic S and SR values were used for the analysis.
Statistical analysis {#sec2-1}
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The normality Kolmogorov-Smirnov test was performed to determine whether continuous variables were normally distributed.
Data are presented as the mean value ± standard deviation (SD). A comparison between groups of continuous variables was performed by using the Student\'s t test, whereas skewed distributed variables were compared by using the rank Mann-Whitney *U* test. Categorical variables were compared by using the chi-square test.
A *P* value \< 0.01 was used to reject the null hypotesis. All the analyses were performed using a commercially available package (SPSS, Rel 11.0 2002. Chicago: SPSS inc).
RESULTS {#sec1-3}
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[Table 1](#T1){ref-type="table"} summarizes the clinical characteristics of the two groups.
######
Clinical and standard echocardiographic characteristics of the studied sample
Studied variables ALL patients (*n* = 21) Controls (*n* = 21) *P* value
---------------------------------- ------------------------- --------------------- -----------
Age (years) 24±4 24±4 \>0.9
Sex (M/F) 12/9 12/9 \>0.9
Systolic blood pressure (mm Hg) 118±18 115±10 0.53
Diastolic blood pressure (mm Hg) 70±10 75±10 0.15
Heart rate (bpm) 77±10 75±10 0.56
IVSEDD (mm) 7±1 7±1 \>0.9
PWEDD (mm) 7±1 7±1 \>0.9
LVEDD (mm) 4.6 ±0.4 4.7±0.4 0.42
EF (%) 64±4 64±5 \>0.9
E (msec) 90±12 87±14 0.46
A (msec) 52±11 48±8 0.18
DT (msec) 153±21 143±44 0.35
IVRT (msec) 76±11 71±10 0.13
MPI 0.40±0.06 0.39±0.05 0.56
IVSEDD = Interventricular septum end-diastolic dimension, PWEDD = Posterior wall end-diastolic dimension, EF = Ejection fraction, DT = Deceleration time, IVRT = Isovolumic relaxation time, MPI = Myocardial performance index, ALL = Acute lymphoblastic leukemia
The normal children did not significantly differ from patients in age, sex, heart rate, and blood pressure. Both groups had similar standard measurements of LV systolic and diastolic function (LV ejection fraction and mitral E/A ratios). The LV MPI in the study patients was not statistically different from that of normals \[[Table 1](#T1){ref-type="table"}\].
Longitudinal S and SR were similar to those measured in healthy subjects \[[Table 2](#T2){ref-type="table"}\].
######
Peak systolic longitudinal strain values (%) of the studied sample
Studied variables ALL patients (*n* = 21) Controls (*n* = 21) *P* value
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A4C
Basal septum −18±3 −19±3 0.29
Midseptum −18±2 −22±3 0.29
Apical septum −18±3 −24±5 0.12
Basal lateral −18±3 −19±2 0.21
Midlateral −18±2 −20±4 0.31
Apical lateral −19±3 −23±3 0.12
A4C = Apical 4 chamber view, ALL = Acute lymphoblastic leukemia
Radial S (17 ± 3% vs. 55 ± 6%, *P* \< 0.0001) and SR (2.1 ± 0.3 vs. 3.0 ± 0.8 1\\s, *P* \< 0.0001), assessed on the midsegment of the posterior wall from the parasternal views were significantly reduced when compared to healthy subjects \[[Table 3](#T3){ref-type="table"}\]. One patient (5%) had both peak systolic radial S and SR \< 2 SDs below the mean of normal subjects.
######
Peak systolic radial strain and strain rate values of the studied sample
Studied variables ALL patients (*n* = 21) Controls (*n* = 21) *P* value
---------------------- ------------------------- --------------------- -----------
Strain (%)
SAX
Posterior wall 17±3 55±5 \<0.0001
PLAX
Posterior wall 20±5 55±5 \<0.0001
Strain rate (1/sec)
SAX
Posterior wall 2.1±0.3 3.0±0.8 \<0.0001
PLAX
Posterior wall 2.0±0.5 3.1±7 \<0.0001
SAX = Parasternal short axis view, PLAX = Parasternal long axis view, ALL = Acute lymphoblastic leukemia
DISCUSSION {#sec1-4}
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Doppler derived S and SR indices unmask early systolic abnormalities in long-term survivors of ALL treated with low cumulative dose of anthracycline.
Radial myocardial deformation is involved in systolic dysfunction, while longitudinal myocardial deformation is normal.
This finding may seem surprising since in several cardiac disease (coronary artery diseases or valvular heart diseases) longitudinal dysfunction generally appears very early as the first stage of subclinical myocardial damage,\[[@ref3][@ref7][@ref8]\] in contrast radial strain deteriorates later when ejection fraction starts to decrease.
Conversely, in our study we found an earlier involvement of the radial function. The possible explanation of this earlier radial functional deterioration may be related to the different mechanism leading to cardiac dysfunction in in long-term survivors of ALL treated with anthracycline.
Indeed, oxidative stress plays a major role in anthracycline-induced cardiomyopathy, stochastically involving myocites.\[[@ref2]\] The longitudinally directed fibers compose only a small portion of the myocardial mass,\[[@ref3]\] while myocardial fibers responsible of the radial function are quantitatively more represented,\[[@ref3]\] and thus more exposed to oxidative damage.
On the contrary in coronary artery disease or valvular heart disease the subendocardial layer, responsible of longitudinal function, is the first to be involved.
Significant abnormalities of S and SR occurred in presence of normal standard echocardiogrphic Doppler measures of LV systolic or diastolic function.\[[@ref1][@ref2][@ref9]\] These changes occurred at cumulative dosages as low as 100-210 mg/m^2^. In our sample, only four patients had a cumulative dosage between 200 and 210 mg/m^2^.
Of note, in our study MPI was not able to discriminate patients from controls. This finding is in agreement with previous report demonstrating that MPI is able to detect changes in global myocardial function in presence of a cumulative dose of antracycline ≥ 200 mg/m^2^.\[[@ref9]\]
In this preliminary study, the myocardial deformation indices appear to be a more sensitive noninvasive technique for detecting subclinical LV dysfunction than other echocardiographic measurements.
Study limitations {#sec2-2}
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This study was conducted using color Doppler derived S and SR. Thus, we are limited by angle dependency and we can only assess radial function at the level of the midsegment of the posterior wall. For the same reason, reliable CDMI data were obtained in all patients from the apical 4 chamber view, while relible data were obtained only from 80% of our patients in apical 2 chamber view. Conversely, color Doppler derived imaging is the only way to fully resolve SR which is less load dependent compared with S.\[[@ref3]\]
**Source of Support:** Nil
**Conflict of Interest:** None declared.
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Work group diversity, the degree to which there are differences between group members, may affect group process and performance positively as well as negatively. Much is still unclear about the effects of diversity, however. We review the 1997-2005 literature on work group diversity to assess the state of the art and to identify key issues for future research. This review points to the need for more complex conceptualizations of diversity, as well as to the need for more empirical attention to the processes that are assumed to underlie the effects of diversity on group process and performance and to the contingency factors of these processes. | mini_pile | {'original_id': '5f16182d2251ccec2a904b9e921313f03e89c66e47f05c4149ac6a4ce132b47b'} |
14 March 2011
My Brain Hurts
In the middle of a workshop last week, one of my participants announced that she needed a rest as her brain was full! I was aware that I had possibly overloaded the class with information, but was intrigued by her comment that her brain hurt and she all of a sudden felt utterly exhausted.
We are all familiar with the mid afternoon energy slumps and the consistently well documented advice around regulating blood sugar levels by eating little and often, with a good balance of nutrients, keeping hydrated, maintaining a regular sleep pattern to promote healthy rhythms etc etc. But what happens when we feel real brain “pain” and are utterly depleted?
Fatigue, like pain is fundamentally a brain mediated sensation. As with pain, most people report that they experience fatigue as an overwhelming phenomenon, apparently occurring mainly in the muscular skeletal areas. However on closer questioning, people also refer to mental fatigue and this is typically precipitated by complex neurological tasks or intense bouts of concentration. At the extreme end, some people may suffer from Chronic Fatigue Syndrome, which is still a subject of intense interest to neuroscientists – as it is as much about the brain, the nervous system as it is about the physical body.
Fortunately my participant came back from the mid-afternoon workshop break after a glass of water and a walk around the block, challenging the group for more information! It's as though when we get to overload and we need a period of down-time to process the information and clear the 'log-jam' before coming back for more.
11 March 2011
Older drivers 'see too much'
In October 2009 we reported on research by Adam Gazzaley of the University of California in an item entitled “Does your brain slow down as you get older?” The researchers, who were looking into the speed at which older people perform mental tasks relative to their younger counterparts, found that the brains of older people were not slower but that they appear slower because older people’s brains are not as good at blocking irrelevant information. They therefore are more easily distracted and find it harder to concentrate on the task in hand.
I mention this as recent research by Professor Duje Tadin at the University of Rochester in New York has produced similar conclusions.
His research was investigating a worrying phenomenon of ageing that results in older drivers failing to notice other cars, pedestrians and cyclists moving around them. For some time this has been blamed on a reduced ability to notice moving objects, but the research suggests that it is actually caused by an inability to separate the objects from the background.
In healthy young brain a region called the middle temporal visual area actively suppresses irrelevant background motion so that the person can concentrate on the more important movements of smaller objects in the foreground. Previous studies have found that elderly people, as well as those with psychological conditions such as schizophrenia and depression are better at perceiving motion in the background.
The problem is that since our brains are only capable of consciously processing a limited amount of information at any one time, this heightened awareness of the background serves as a distraction that draws our attention away from the more important foreground objects.
"The amount of visual information around us is huge, and we don't have the brain power to process it all," Tadin said. "Evolutionarily speaking, moving objects are the most important visual features to detect quickly, because they could be your lunch or they could want to eat you for lunch. It just makes sense that our vision prioritizes processing them."
The results of both studies would therefore suggest that a natural part of the ageing process is an improvement in our ability to perceive things holistically, but decrease in our ability to concentrate on the specifics of any one thing.
While the implications of this research for the medical professions lie in improved diagnosis of certain medical conditions, the implication for employers is that to get the best from their staff they should consider these age-related differences when assigning tasks.
Risk and Reward
When a child is first born it is broadly speaking true to say that they know nothing. While they enjoy the support and protection of their parents this is not a problem, but if they are to survive in the longer term, they need to learn fast, which is why we are all born with an innate sense of curiosity.
At this stage of life learning consists of experimenting, pushing boundaries, copying others and, above all, making mistakes. Adults also play an important role in our learning by helping us differentiate between good behaviour and practices and bad ones. For example, we quickly learn to recognise the meaning of the different sounds our mothers make when we on the one hand do something cute, or on the other use her favourite lipstick to draw on the wall.
As we grow bigger and more physically capable, this learning-by-doing approach brings increased risks, which is why parents will often keep toddlers on reins to stop them suddenly running into the road.
At some stage though we need to be able to fend for ourselves, so we have to develop the ability to assess and judge a situation before acting. This cognitive process takes place in the cerebral brain, which is the part of the brain that allows humans to over-ride our more basic animal instincts – to think before we act. Recent research at the University of Oregon has highlighted the ways in which the regions of the brain involved in making these reasoned judgements develop. Their research study used fMRI (functional magnetic resonance imaging) scans of the brains of 24 girls and 12 boys when they were 10 years old and then again three years later when they were 13.
Their findings, which are detailed in the March 2011 edition of the journal Neuron, were that activity in an area of the prefrontal cortex increased significantly between the ages of 10 and 13. So at just the time when parents are worrying that their children are coming under the influence of other people and being exposed to a broader range of risks, their brains are adapting to help them cope.
However, this raises the question as to why this region of the brain does not develop earlier, as I am sure that most parents would agree that even at 13 years children tend to take many more risks than they would like. The most likely answer is that the inhibitions of youth are a key component in a child’s learning and that if they were restricted by a greater sense of risk aversion their learning would be impeded. It is also likely that by developing this ability later in life and slowly over a period of time enables children to learn the skill of balancing risk and reward.
Possibly these research findings explain why some children switch from taking too many risks in their early childhood to being far too risk averse as teenagers.
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by Eric Porat | December 17, 2020
If you’re not networking, you’re not growing your career. It’s that simple. Networking is your career lifeblood—whether you work for someone else or are an entrepreneur. You can have the best skills or concept in the world, but if you aren’t making new connections and expanding your reach, your efforts are going to stagnate pretty quickly. So here are six critical tips and methods to help you improve your networking skills in the New Year.
1. Become a cross-platform master
Long gone are the days when you can simply communicate by speaking with people. In addition to phone calls, today’s field of communication includes emails, texts, video chats, social media posts, and more. So if you want to network effectively, you need to become an expert at all forms of communication, not just chatting over lunch or drinks. Get comfortable communicating via email, text, Zoom, Skype, Instagram, and more. Doing so will play help your networking success.
2. Listen
Listening is perhaps the most important networking skill of all of them. If you aren’t a good listener, you're not a good communicator. Furthermore, most people don’t really want to hear what you have to say unless you’re making time to hear what they have to say in turn. It’s important to listen actively. Respond to what people tell you with some evidence that you’ve heard and comprehended their message.
Don’t just go on talking about yourself and your endeavors, even if you’re trying to pitch. A healthy pitch or connection is 50 percent you and 50 percent them. Active listening always makes you appear more thoughtful, empathetic, and invested in those people surrounding you, which is critical to successful networking.
3. Be positive
A positive attitude is an extremely critical networking skill. Friendly people draw everyone else to them, and no one likes a negative individual. Furthermore, positivity and confidence go hand in hand. People are more likely to have confidence in your business endeavors (especially investors) if you appear happy and upbeat and optimistic about your market potential.
Become a master of the spin, turning bad situations to your favor or finding a positive light in which to evaluate a situation. If people see you respond to the negative with a positive, upbeat outlook, they’ll have confidence in your skills and will also be more likely to want to work with you. Positivity will not only make you more likable but will also make you more memorable.
4. Use humor
Humor goes hand in hand with positivity. By that we mean it makes you more likable and memorable. That said, a good sense of humor is a little harder to cultivate than positivity. Humor is also dependent on the situation and the individual(s) with which you’re conversing, so there’s no simple recipe for success here.
However, humor is something everyone should work on if they want to improve their networking. Humor is always humanizing, and it helps you bring the people around you together on common ground. Like positivity, a bit of humor can also defuse bad situations and tension and set things back on track. Humorous people are also typically thought of as more approachable. Just remember, there’s a fine line between using the right amount of humor and coming off as unprofessional or boorish. Keep your humor clean and relatable, but don’t go overboard. No one wants to work with Todd Packer from The Office.
5. Attend networking events
This might come off as obvious, but a great way to improve your networking skills is to attend networking events—even virtual ones, which are becoming more the norm than the exception. This allows you to practice all your skills regularly in a non-stress setting. Keep your focus on building a genuine connection with the people you meet and keep things as organic as possible. Ask questions to show people you’re actually interested in getting to know them, listen closely to the answers they give, and respond in a way that makes them aware you legitimately paid attention. Make eye contact, and use body language that suits the situation.
Above all, remember that quality matters over quantity. You don’t need to know 1,000 people if you made a strong connection with 10 people who are in a position you can benefit from. Focus on the quality of the relationships you're having rather than the quantity.
6. Interview people
This may be one of the fastest ways to grow your connections—as long as you do it strategically and have a plan in mind. Almost anyone is open to an interview, if you pitch it well and have a good idea. You could format the interview in the context of a blog, book, research paper, podcast, or something else—It doesn't really matter, as long as you can come up with an excuse to interview people.
Almost anyone can market themselves as a journalist if they operate a single blog. Simply use interviewing as a way to reach out to people and make valuable connections. The folks you’re interviewing are almost always people who have done something right (hence why they’re successful), so there’s always something you can learn, and further down the line they might just be able to give you a helping hand. And this is another way in which positivity and humor come into play. If you’re an upbeat, funny interviewer, your subjects are going to remember you.
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The new school year is upon us in Dillon and that means new beginnings, on and off the field. New mom Tami is struggling big time without Eric around, while Matt, Jason and Landry are all having difficulty adjusting to new lifestyles. Let's begin with Landry, who is struggling on the Dillon Panthers roster but having an even harder time dealing with the fallout from the dead rapist.
With her attacker vanquished, Landry and Tyra are finally moving away from just friends to something more. As he continues to feel internal strife for what he did, she tells him to be a man. That's when he loses it, and while he is on the brink of tears, Landry tells her that being a man is not what she thinks it means, but he would do it again just the same, because he is in love with her and the man hurt her.
Later that evening, following his declaration of love, Tyra clandestinely enters Landry's house and tells him that she fears something will happen to him because of her ... and that he is the best guy she has ever known. They kiss awkwardly, slowly and most of all passionately in his bedroom. It looks as if she spends the night. Go Lyra!
As Landry and Tyra get closer, things are heading the other way for Julie and Matt. Julie has had enough, for many reasons. It's not just the Swede, it's everything - turning into her parents, wondering if she's trapped in this relationship, etc. After dodging him for what seems like an eternity, Julie finally breaks it off with him at the end. It's sad, but typical of teens who don't know what they want.
Things also aren't looking bright for another Taylor, Tami. She is having a really tough time handling the baby by herself, without Eric around. There is a new history teacher and interim guidance counselor who she tries to help with his position and who tries to help her with the baby. One has to wonder where this character will lead.
In Austin, Eric is put in charge of taking a star TMU player to an NCAA disciplinary hearing after he took gifts illegally from a booster. At the hearing, he promises to whip the prima donna into shape and the board is convinced to the point where it hands down a relatively light three-game suspension. The head coach at TMU tells Eric that he must have been one hell of a high school coach.
Jason is able to move his right hand and make a fist, which he takes as a sign. He also has had dreams in which Tami tells him he can walk again. Even as his physical therapist tries to quash his dreams, Jason remains optimistic, hearing from a fellow paraplegic that there are experimental stem cell surgeries being done in Mexico. One gets the impression that he won't rest until he has at least done everything in his power.
Having already lost his family, Buddy Garrity is having a real tough time with life after new head coach MacGregor moves the annual Panthers pre-season pep rally away from its usual venue, Garrity Motors, and to the ranch of one of the assistant coaches. With his kids and wife separated from him, albeit because of his own actions, Buddy really couldn't afford to lose Dillon football. He hits rock bottom that night.
Drinking way too much at the Panthers' pep rally, he ends up nearly coming to blows with the new coaching staff late that night. Fortunately, Tim is there to break it up, and to help get Buddy home at Lyla's urging after he passes out. In a sad but touching moment, Tim kisses Lyla good night on the cheek after getting a blubbering Buddy into bed.
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The management of hepatic hydatid cysts: review of 94 cases.
In this retrospective study, 94 patients operated for hepatic hydatid cysts were reviewed to compared the advantages and disadvantages of different operative techniques. The patients were divided into four groups according to the type of operation. Group I consisted of 33 patients with peripherally located small cysts, eligible for excision, who underwent cystectomy. Group II consisted of 28 patients with cysts smaller than 5 cm, not suitable for complete removal, who underwent partial cystectomy with capitonnage. Group III were 21 patients with cysts larger than or equal to 5 cm, not suitable for complete removal, who underwent partial cystectomy with omentoplasty. Infection and biliary communication were not seen in groups II and III. Group IV were 12 patients with infected cyst or intrabiliary rupture who underwent partial cystectomy with external drainage. In group IV, hospital stay was longer than in the other groups (P < 0.05). Group I had the shortest hospital stay (P < 0.05). Group IV had the highest morbidity and recurrence rates (P < 0.05). We concluded that cystectomy is the technique of choice in selected patients, as it is associated with low morbidity, low recurrence rates, and short hospital stay. Omentoplasty is preferred if cystectomy is not feasible. If there is biliary contamination and infection, external drainage, rather than omentoplasty, should be performed. | mini_pile | {'original_id': '41f7d9ea42dfc3707887b16b861bf22a5f6ff5e4cc08ba4d7f8d3c2dfd4a08d5'} |
Los Angeles County’s GPS monitoring system, designed to keep track of high-risk probationers, has overwhelmed probation officers with thousands of false alerts each day – so many that some officers simply ignore them. As a result, dozens of probationers have been able to roam unmonitored. In some cases, even when probationers removed their monitoring devices, the removal was not discovered for lengthy periods of time.
GPS monitors are used to track the highest-risk probationers and parolees, including sex offenders. A massive shift of prisoners from state prisons to county jails under California’s “realignment” legislation has led some counties to release hundreds of low-level offenders on electronic monitoring as a way to cut costs and reduce jail overcrowding.
The GPS system in Los Angeles County picks up satellite signals and transmits the data over cellular networks to a central computer. The system is designed to send an alert to a probation officer under a variety of circumstances; for example, if a probationer tries to remove the monitor or enter a designated prohibited area, or if the GPS batteries run down. The GPS devices send alerts for a number of routine reasons, too, such as when the signal is blocked by a building or if the monitor has a loose strap or damaged case.
According to probation officers, there is no easy way to distinguish the cause of the alert. Thus, a prolonged lost monitoring signal might mean the probationer has absconded or simply that the signal is being blocked due to a building’s structure.
County officials say they have been “overwhelmed” with thousands of alarms each day. Most are relatively meaningless, for low battery warnings or blocked signals, and are ignored or deleted by probation officers. Others are more serious; 80 probationers removed their GPS devices in 2013, and in one case an offender went unmonitored for 45 days.
“If a person’s not being properly monitored or supervised, then what’s going to stop them from taking it off and leaving?” asked Dwight Thompson, a representative for the union that represents Los Angeles County probation officers. “If they take it off, what was the point of putting it on?”
A field test in 2011 found that GPS devices used to monitor California sex offenders transmitted no signal 55 percent of the time, and PLN previously reported that thousands of sex offenders in the state had removed their GPS monitors or committed monitoring violations, as there were few repercussions for doing so. [See: PLN, April 2013, p.18].
A November 13, 2013 corrective action notice sent by the Los Angeles County Probation Department to Sentinel Offender Services, the company that provides the county’s GPS system, indicated that one in four GPS devices were faulty – they generated too many false alarms or had defective batteries. Sentinel blamed poorly-trained probation officers and probationers who didn’t follow instructions for properly charging their GPS monitors. [See: PLN, Jan. 2014, p.18]. The company has increased training and replaced the monitors with more recent models.
Private companies that provide GPS monitoring services may be more interested in generating profit than ensuring public safety – one of several concerns related to the increased use of electronic monitoring. [See: PLN, March 2012, p.20].
While faulty equipment doesn’t help matters, Los Angeles County also has the GPS system set up to send an email alert to a probation officer when a probationer passes through, or travels close to, a prohibited area – such as when sex offenders are near schools or parks. There are some 4,900 prohibited areas in the county, about one every square mile. This makes it almost impossible for a probationer to go anywhere without triggering alerts, and thousands of those alarms are generated each month.
“Just riding the Red Line [public transportation] would set off 10 alerts, passing schools on the way,” noted John Tuchek, a vice-president for the Association of Probation Supervisors who also works as a probation officer. “If we keep getting false positives, we’re not going to know the real ones that mean danger.”
“When these alerts are in the tens of thousands, it seems like an unwinnable situation,” said Matthew DeMichele, a former researcher for the American Probation and Parole Association, and coauthor of the Justice Department’s guide on electronic monitoring. GPS monitoring systems simply don’t provide the level of accountability and security that they claim, he added: “In some ways, GPS vendors are selling law enforcement agencies, politicians, the public a false bag of goods.” | mini_pile | {'original_id': '9b1af73bf8478b7a01effcdbd53842b0afa0d85eff994c973c8bea0cc85add52'} |
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What a Fractal Is and Why You Should Care
Since I’ve started making fractal art, I’ve been asked many times, “What is a fractal?” and “Yes, they look pretty, but what good are they?” Here are the basics.
What Is a Fractal?
A fractal is a mathematical equation that displays a repeating pattern, no matter what scale you examine it. It can also be described as a pattern of chaos. Fractals can be described using mathematical sets, but you also see them all the time in nature. Basically, anything that can be described using mathematical equations may be considered a form of fractal. The difference between natural fractals and pure equations is that the repeating scale in nature tend to be (or at least appear) finite. Examples of natural fractal features include many familiar patterns:
• fern fronds
• snowflakes
• the rings of Saturn
• Lichtenberg figures and lightning
• DNA
• heart beats
• trees
• river systems
• mountain ranges
• Brownian motion
• coastlines
• the stock market
• blood vessels
• nautilus shells
• ocean waves
The spiral shape of fern fronds is a natural approximations of a fractal. (Wingchi Poon)
Take fern fronds, for example. The spiral shape of the frond may be described mathematically. If you then view the unfurling of the smaller leaves of the frond, the spiral pattern repeats. The difference between the frond shape and the fractal equation is that you could keep “zooming in” in a graphical representation of the equation, while the natural phenomenon only covers a few iterations.
Here’s an example of a spiral-shaped fractal. See the resemblance?
Sea Slug Animated Fractal
Sea Slug Animated Fractal
Uses of Fractals
Fractals are aesthetically-pleasing art, but they have practical applications, too. In many cases, using fractals is much more efficient and accurate than physically measuring phenomena. One of the first papers linking fractals to useful analysis was Benoit Mandelbrot’s “How Long Is the Coast of Britain? Statistical Self-Similarity and Fractional Dimension”, which he published in the 1960s and illustrated using computer-generated visualizations. (Before computers, only a few iterations of an equation could be drawn, so it was difficult to visualize the math.)
Here is the now-famous Mandelbrot Set, a recursive set of equations, so that a modern computer can zoom in to see infinite detail from the initial image:
Mandelbrot Fractal
Mandelbrot Fractal
Today, various types of fractals are used in real-life to:
• map topology
• model fluid transport (like human blood flow or petroleum flow)
• to produce more efficient cooling systems for computer chips
• to model turbulent mixing
• to compress digital images (fractal image compression is used by most programs)
• to predict the structure of galaxies and the universe
• to model crystals
• to calculate the amount of carbon in a tree based on carbon content of a single leaf
• for analysis of earthquakes and seismic patterns
• Fractal-shaped antennae reduce the size and weight of antennas.
• To model drug interactions and describe the functioning of biosensors.
• Fractals are used to describe how rough or smooth a surface is.
• Fractals are used to help predict circulation patterns to make longterm weather forecasts.
• to predict stock market fluctuations
And, of course, fractals make cool art:
Copper City Fractal Animated Gif (Anne Helmenstine)
Copper City Fractal Animated Gif (Anne Helmenstine)
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Friday, December 9, 2016
Harivamsha, by Bibek Debroy - Review
he Harivamsha is the final, final part of the Mahabharata. Not quite a part of itihaasa - which the Mahabharata and Ramayana are - nor quite a Purana, the Harivamsha nonetheless gets by by being called a "kheel" (appendix) to the Mahabharata. The Bhandarkar Oriental Research Institute in Pune, over several decades, compiled a Critical Edition of the Mahabharata. The Harivamsha also forms part of this Critical Edition. The critical edition of the Harivamsha contains a shade less than 6000 shlokas - thus bringing the total length of the Critical Edition of the epic to just under 79,000 shlokas. An English translation of this version is what Dr. Bibek Debroy has come out with (he came out with translations of the Critical Edition between 2010 and 2015). He informs us that "Non-Critical versions will often have double this number, reflective of the slashing."
If you have read the unabridged Mahabharata (I have read Dr. Debroy's English translation, not the original Sanskrit), you will find the Harivamsha to be different. For one, its narrative has more in common with a Purana than the Mahabharata. Part of this is by design, since as Dr. Debroy informs us, for a Purana to be classified as such had to cover five topics - "the "original creation", the periodic cycles of secondary creation and destruction, the genealogies of gods and the rishis, the eras, and the solar and lunar dynasties." And that is what you get - especially detailed accounts of genealogies. For example, chapter 8 tells us the story of Martanda and Yamuna, chapter 9 of the Ikshvaku dynasty, chapter 10 of the Raghu dynasty, chapter 11 of the ancestors of Bhishma and Shantanu, and so on. There is also some repetition to be found, but with slight variations - chapter 22 tells us the story of Yayati, but the curses are slightly different. Another difference is the absence of philosophy that otherwise abounds in the main epic.
As is the case with the rest of the Mahabharata, the narration narrows to the main events, but in its own way, taking its own time. Harivamsha is no different. After talking about the births of gods and genealogies of various dynasties, including the Raghu vamsha, the plot turns to the births of the Kauravas and Pandavas. It is there that we are told that the city of Mathura was constructed by Shatrughna (Rama's younger brother), and that the son of its ruler at the time - Ugrasena - was none other than a daitya named Kalanemi, who had taken birth in the form of Kamsa! Or that Hayagriva, another demon killed by Vishnu, had taken rebirth as Keshi. Or that Arishta was Bali's son. Or that the mighty wrestlers Chanura and Mushtika were the two danavas, Varaha and Kishora. It was at Narada's urging that Vishnu agreed to take birth on earth. But before he would take birth on earth, Vishnu approached Brahma to ask him who he would have to slay in battle, where he would be born, where he would reside, and even what he would wear! As is to be found in the rest of the Mahabharata, there are causes - boons and curses - that are used often to explain events. So we come to learn that the sage Kashyapa had been cursed to be born as a cowherd - punishment for stealing cows - and would be born as Vasudeva; and Aditi and Surabhi would follow him to be born as Devaki and Rohini.
Thus the story moves forward.
When Arjuna describes the greatness of Krishna (chapters 102, 103, 104), he describes an incident where a Brahmana's children were dying almost immediately after birth. Three had died, and the fourth was about to be born. The brahmana approached Arjuna, who agreed to help him, but to no avail. The fourth child vanished as soon as he was born, despite Arjuna's best efforts. Krishna then intervened, and located and rescued not only the fourth child who had vanished, but also the previous three children of the brahmana. When Arjuna asked Krishna to explain how he was able to "stupefy the ocean" and "create a path through the mountains", Krishna responded with what reads like a miniaturized Gita - "You should know that the mass of energy is me. I am the stupefied water of the ocean. I am the one who stupefied the water. I am the seven mountains that were progressively seen by you. ... I am the destiny of all creatures. I am spoken of as dharma. The four varnas have originated from me and so have the four ashrams."
We all know Rukmi as Rukmini's brother. The warrior who lost to Krishna in a battle, and as a result of having lost his pledge, never again lived in the Vidarbha city of Kundina. Rukmi, the great warrior who did not fight the great war at Kurukshetra. Chapter 89 tells us of another great gambling match, this time between Rukmi and Balarama, in Dwarka. It tells us about a warrior skilled in gambling, of a warrior unskilled in gambling, of stakes in the game of dice, and a gory end. History does seem to repeat in the great itihasa, but with a twist every single time.
In the same vein of events recurring in the Mahabharata, you have the theme of sacrifices never ending the way their organizers planned. If it was Yudhishthira's Rajsuya yagya ending with the death of Shishupala at the hands of Krishna, you had the Ashwamedha yagya at the end of the war ending with the appearance of a half-golden mongoose who dismissed the sacrifice as "in no way comparable to the one that involved the giving away of one prastha of saktu." The Mahabharata begins with Janamejaya's Sarpa Satra (snake sacrifice) ending before its completion. Harivamsha ends with an ashwamedha yagya (horse sacrifice) but which itself ends with an end being pronounced on all horse sacrifices!
In some ways, Harivamsha is perhaps the first instance of a sequel. Written after the Mahabharata was composed, it sought to fill what would have been a much-perceived need to have a text on the life of Krishna. Krishna as a character makes his appearance in the Mahabharata only at the time of Droupadi's swayamvar. There is nothing about Krishna's birth, childhood, or exploits outside of his interactions with the Pandavas. Harivamsha fulfilled that gap. And like all good sequels, how does the Harivamsha end? Souti asks Janamejaya - "What else do you desire that I should speak to you about?"
Thus was set the stage for the Puranas?
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WoW API < GetGameTime
Returns the current server time in hours and minutes
hours,minutes = GetGameTime();
Number - The current hour (0-23).
Number - The minutes passed in the current hour (0-59).
local hour,minute = GetGameTime();
message(hour .. ":" .. minute);
A message with the current server time appears.
This function can unexpectedly return results inconsistant with actual realm sever time. The value returned is from the physical instance server you are actually playing on, and not that of the world instance server (realm server) you log into. Servers for instances such as for raids and pvp are often shared between login world servers. And instance servers are not always running using the same timezone as the login realm server. This is particualry noticable for Oceanic and other low population world servers. See below for more...
To use this in a macro:
/script local hour,minute = GetGameTime(); DEFAULT_CHAT_FRAME:AddMessage(hour .. ":" .. minute);
More notesEdit
So for example you log into US Ysera EST at 18:00, and enter Ulduar runing on an instance server that is PST. Suddenly the time returned will be 3 hours behind the time you were getting. Confusing but important :) Please keep this in mind if using this time for anything important functionally, such as diffing times or using as part of functional historical data.
For getting consistant times you have two basic choices use server or use local client time. Server time is good because all players in a realm will have the same time within more or less a mintue accuracy. Client time is good because you have second precision, but everyones times are different, as not only do people log into realm servers from other timezones, but you also have no idea how correct their local time is, from unset clocks to bad user timezone, and lots of variance. The "instance server not same time as login server" problem suddenly makes the server time much less valuable for consistancy. Two reasons: even if the server is in the same timezone as the login server, you might have variance between the two server like 5-10 mintues, though not typicaly the case. Using local time for most apps where a univeral time isnt important is the way to go.
A third choice for consistant times is to mix the two and run a timer correction update event in the background, where you get a base time difference between local and server time as to correct local time to server time, and base seconds (plus diff) purely off of local time. So: seed base -> use local time + base as time value in addon (server time with second precision) -> continue every fraction of second or so to see if server time has rolled over to next minute -> reconcile and update base -> and on and on... The update event basically corrects the base difference over time to keep it acruate with server time. The base correction update is necessary because users computers can drift dramatically depending on the computer, and because users can choose to change their timezone or clock at any time. Also doing time diffs and adds is not as simple as it sounds; its a bit contrived to get it right. What you end up with however is as near second accruacy universal server time across all clients. This depends on how accurate minute rollovers form server time are and using the cients seconds counter should not drift any perceptable amount inside a mintute. I'm guessing the wow client itself is basing the server time minute rollovers on local client time as well, just not shared with us through this function, and i dont know how often or what triggers actual server time updates to the client. But in practice ive observed this working very very well. However... with the newer problem (the original reason for the note) you will need to basically shut off the base correction when a player enters an instance and save the difference value to your saved vars, in case the player restarts or logs into an instance instead of the realm world server. This leaves the problem of a user installing the addon and loging on to an instance server first rather than the realm world server (and people who raid know that can really happen a lot, ala "oh let me go enable or install that addon i need, brb"). In this case you will need to seed the base with the difference of the instance server just once and then follow the rule of shutting it off in an instance, where it will natuarally be corrected within a minute or so of entering realm world server.
This is alot of trouble to get simple consistant server time, adn ... may seem crazy to worry about. For some apps is more than nice to have, ala player joins and leaves for say raid tracker for example and dealing wiht non-trival things for users to fix after the fact like wtf dkp upload results, its worth it. The core issue isnt having accruacy like an atomic clock, but not haivng time values jump in a way that makes the data absurd or inconsistant or impossible to process like dkp uploads, and a close second is all users having the basic same time of the day in a consistant format and time zone, which is really the same thing for multi user uploads in my example. All blizz cound do to fix this would be to make a hole where to continue to get server time from the realm server for addons and possibly share the seconds counter as a third return value in this API function if ther is such a thing, and is all probably not a trivial thing to change.
And.. while im on such a roll.. I suspect the server time updates are one of two things. They are taken directly from other data for other purposes like timings from one of the standard server game clocks out of packets intended for avatar updates and the like with the seconds clipped off. Or its an out of band update to the clients every so often where there would be no real seconds value to begin with. A third possiblity would be what I originally suspected, is that is a very occasional update from the server out of band, and updated by the client based on local time anyway. If is out of band and special the last example would be the least bandwidth by far. Dun make me re-synthesize what would need extra return value pls pls. :)
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The Glass Castle
In the beginning, Jeanette was in a taxi heading to a party, until she saw her mother digging through the trash. Out of fear of being seen, she ducked down and went back home. Afterwards, when returning to the apartment, she thinks back to her past, remembering how she got here. The story starts from when she was three years old. While she was cooking, she got burned and was rushed to the hospital. There, she spent a few days in the hospital, and when Dad arrives, they do the "skedaddle," and leave to somewhere else.
Rising Action:
Soon;the family arrived to Battle Mountain, Nevada. They stayed there for awhile, with Mom taking a break from her art to hold a job as a teacher, while Dad went around doing odd jobs, due to him losing his job at the mines. Soon after; they moved up to Phoenix, Arizona; and moving into their grandmother's house, after she passed away. Later on, they decide to move again, but up to Welch, where Dad's family lives.
When the family moves up to Welch, everything just starts to go downhill. First, Dad's mother was nothing more than an alcoholic, and wasn't really favored by the others, and after she passed away, the family just started to become farther and farther apart from each other. They move into a house on the hill, which was in terrible shape. As Jeanette starts to grow up more, she starts to disagree with the way of life Mom and Dad provided, and soon decided to move away to New York after graduating from high school, and when Lori found a place to live.
Falling Action:
Jeanette finally moved to New York, and moved in with Lori. Soon, Brian and then Maureen moved in with them, and were all happy. But then Mom and Dad moved up to New York, and became squatters due to the fact that they couldn't keep a job, or pay rent. Later on, Dad ended up in the hospital. He eventually gets a job, but then is talked back into being back with Mom. Later on, Jeanette comes to visit them, finding out that Dad doesn't have long to live. And eventually, he passed away from a heart-attack.
The family get together after Dad passed away for Thanksgiving. Jeanette ha moved in with her new husband, John, Brian was a divorced father, Lori was still living in the same apartment, and Mom was still a squatter. While they were there, they said a toast to Dad, and that's where it all ends.
Jeanette Walls
Jeanette Walls is the narrator of the story.
Rex Walls-Dad
Rex Walls was the father of Jeanette. He was a highly passionate man, who had a passion for logic. But he was an alcoholic, and could never hold a job for long. He favored Jeanette over the other children.
Rose Mary Walls-Mom
Rose was the mother of Jeanette. She was a free spirited person, and values self-sufficiency. But never cared for responsibility, and didn't want to grow up and take care of the family. Her and Jeanette never saw eye to eye, and she favored Lori over the others.
The story takes place all around the U.S. From one town to another, and finally ending up in New York, the Walls family has been moving around for quite some time.
Here the family came to an isolated mining town.
Here, the Walls family moved into their grandmother's house after she passed away awhile back.
Here the family moved to live with Dad's family, and then decided to live here permanently, until later in the story.
Here Jeanette, Lori, Brian, and Maureen moved to New York to start their new life. Eventually Mom and Dad came to New York, and lived as squatters. This is where the family finally make home, permanently, until Maureen moves to California.
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sleep dept, excessive daytime sleepiness, EDS, tired all the time, hypersomnolen
Many years ago I stumbled on the term Excessive Daytime Sleepiness (EDS). I had babies and young children then, four in six years. I was always exhausted. The term spoke directly to me. It helped me to be sure I didn't express my chronic fatigue in irritability that might undermine my parenting or my marriage. How nice to have a label for the way I felt!
Now, more recently, I've become interested in folks whose frequent exhausted feelings stem from a biological rather than demands-of-life cause. These folks feel like they will never succeed in paying off their sleep debt. Does that sound like you? Or like someone you know?
What can it mean that you feel tired too much of the time?
Here are four common signs that you may have major hyper-somnolence disorder, a new clinical diagnosis for what is thought to be a neurological disorder that causes excessive sleepiness.
1. EDS During the day do you often feel sleepy? Most people sleep at night and are alert during the day. If you feel sleepy, say after lunch, that's one thing. Similarly, a quick nap mid-afternoon that rejuvenates you also is normal. On the other hand, feeling tired most of the time that you are awake is Excessive Daytime Sleepiness.
2. Excessive nighttime sleep Most adults need 7 to 9 hours of consistent nighttime sleep. Kids need more, and infants even more. If you are regularly sleeping significantly more than that before your body spontaneously wakes up, that's out of the norm.
3. Sleep attacks During the day are there times when you just can’t maintain awakefulness? Do you drift off to sleep, losing your ability to stay awake any time you are sitting down to read, at a meeting, or in church?
4. Brain fog Do you experience frequent periods of inability to think clearly, attend to what you need to, remember things…
Narcolepsy is a related sleep disorder from the epilepsy family. In general, narcolepsy adds cataplexy to the four symptoms above.
As defined by Wikipedia, "Cataplexy is a sudden and transient episode of muscle weakness accompanied by full conscious awareness, typically triggered by emotions such as laughing, crying, terror, etc.[1] It is the cardinal symptom of narcolepsy with cataplexy, affecting roughly 70% of people who have narcolepsy[2] and is caused by an autoimmune destruction of the neurotransmitter hypocretin, which regulates arousal and wakefulness. Cataplexy without narcolepsy is rare and the cause is unknown."
Chronic fatigue syndrome often includes a similar set of symptoms as hypersomnia. In addition, to be diagnosed with chronic fatigue usually folks need also to have muscle aches and pains.
What can you do if you think that you do have excessive daytime sleepiness, i.e. EDS or hypersomnia?
Start by checking in with your doctor. Doctors can rule out medical causes like mono, recovering from pneumonia, a bad case of sleep apnea, or a thyroid problem.
If this description of excessive daytime sleepiness or hypersomnia fits you, and the cause is more than either real-life demands that cut into your sleep time or an obvious medical problem, your experiences of going to the doctor may prove frustrating. That's because the disorder is not yet well understood. Other than prescribing ADD-type medications to sustain alertness, medications which have limitations and downsides, doctors' ideas about how to treat this disorder are still in their infancy.
On the positive side, while the current medications are not optimal they can be very helpful for some people.
One other suggestion: if you are experiencing too many of the above-listed symptoms without a clear medical or life-challenges basis, you may want to ask your doctor for a referral to a trained sleep specialist.
Most importantly, if any of these symptoms sound like you, be sure to check out these two websites: is an excellent website that brings together people with the illness and emerging knowledge about the disorder from all over. As to current promising new ideas for understanding and treatment, check out the hypersomnia research website.
Please do write in a comment below if you have ideas to share. We all get by with a little help from our friends.
Denver clinical psychologist Susan Heitler, Ph.D, a graduate of Harvard and NYU, is author of Power of Two, a book, a workbook, and a website that teach the communication skills that sustain positive relationships.
Click here for a free Power of Two relationship quiz.
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Maximizing the Value of Your Old Vehicle
Vehicles help drive society on several levels. They create jobs in the manufacturing industry, allow people to get to and from work as needed, provide a means for running errands and socializing and offer a few other valuable services. People have even been known to develop emotional attachments to their vehicles over time. Still, though automobiles are designed to withstand years of use and abuse, they don’t last forever. When the time comes to part with them, letting go is often more difficult than their owners expect. Getting the most out of the venture can help make matters a bit easier, though.
Transforming Your Old Car into Extra Money
You can search online for any cash for cars in newcastle in your area. You can trade in one as a partial down payment on a newer model or sell it outright to an individual or dealership for cash on the spot. On the other hand, you could sell a vehicle for scrap. From there, it would either be parted out to help fix other vehicles or crushed and recycled.
Getting the Most out of Your Old Vehicle
Several elements go into determining the value of a used vehicle. Age, brand, trim level, mileage and condition all factor into the equation. Experts recommend having the vehicle detailed at the very least, so it looks good to potential buyers. Adding an oil change and new spark plugs and plug wires to the mix could only help the outcome. Having all the paperwork regarding past maintenance and repairs also goes a long way toward making a car more attractive to buyers. Certain small repair investments are sure to increase a vehicle’s value when selling as well.
Selling a vehicle for scrap is an entirely different matter. In instances like these, appearance, condition, age and all those other factors don’t really matter. In fact, scrap vehicle values are typically determined by weight. The vehicle will be weighed on its way into the scrap yard, and this weight will be multiplied by the current price of scrap metal to determine how much money you’ll get in return.
Keep in mind, scrap metal prices fluctuate. When the market is flooded with a certain type of metal, the price drops significantly. As supply dwindles, the price rises accordingly. Being aware of scrap metal prices is the key to getting the most money out of your vehicle. If the market seems low, consider holding onto the vehicle until the tides turn. You may also be able to get a little more cash by removing components like the battery, catalytic converter, radiator and wheels and selling them separately before scrapping the remainder of the vehicle.
Bottom Line
Selling a vehicle and maximizing your profits isn’t necessarily a cut-and-dried situation. Consider the type of car you’re planning to sell, its condition and appearance and any small repairs you could make to maximize its value. If cleanup and repairs would require more of an investment than the vehicle is worth, scrapping it would most likely be the more profitable course of action.
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The Parable of the Sower
In today’s Gospel we hear a parable that I’m sure we’re all familiar with: the Parable of the Sower.
If you continue to read Matthew 13, you will find Christ’s explanation that the three different types of soil are representative of three different types of people.
The seed that falls on rocky soil but is scorched by the sun because it has no roots is the person who hears the Gospel and is blessed with great joy but soon falls away because of persecution.
The seed that falls among the thorns is the person who hears the Gospel but is preoccupied by worldly things and does not live or share the Word.
The seed that falls on good soil is the person who hears the Gospel, understands, lives it, and shares it with others.
We will all encounter each type of soil, each type of person in our lives. Perhaps we will even act as the sowers and talk to each type of person about the faith. But we will also encounter each type of person within ourselves.
How many times have we gone on a retreat or something similar and been so on fire with the Holy Spirit and for our faith while we’re there, but then as soon as we return to our ordinary, daily lives and to our routines and the fire dies out a little bit? That’s the seed falling on rocky soil.
How many times have we been afraid to share our faith at work or in our communities? Or how many times have we not paid attention in Mass because something else in on our minds? That’s the seed falling among the thorns.
But how much joy do we find in sharing the Gospel with others? How often do we find great joy and peace in participating in the Sacraments? What does it feel like when we recognize Christ in others? That’s the seed falling on good soil.
We are all capable of being rocky, thorny, or good soil. If we recognize what our thorns are and when we have a tendency to shy away from the faith because of persecution, then we are able to overcome those obstacles and replace the thorns and rocks with good soil.
St. Sharbel, pray for us!
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Police chief chases down 'thief'
Police chief chases down 'thief'
Once a bobby, always a bobby - or so Britain's most senior policeman showed after he broke off from a radio interview to collar a suspected thief.
Met Commissioner Sir Bernard Hogan-Howe took a taxi ride in order to track down someone who had allegedly stolen some cash from the driver.
Sir Bernard later joined the chase in a squad car after a driver made a complaint as the police chief was being interviewed for BBC London.
Sir Bernard later arrested a teenager.
The taxi driver told the BBC that a passenger had taken £20 from his dashboard after a journey. The driver, who gave his name as Mohammed, said he was not aware who the policeman had been, but said he was a "very good, very kind" man.
Sir Bernard previously made an arrest when he was Merseyside Police chief, when he detained a suspected drink-driver in Liverpool.
He has made an arrest at every rank help since he became an officer in 1979.
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So Reed Speedman has a frat that he is in and Bibby wanted in. Its called Dude Ranch, and this is his initiation. A mustache chug. So Reed shaved Bibbys mustache of and into a shot glass, then filled it with Jack Daniels and Bibby had to chug it. The video could be the best thing ever. I almost peed my pants.
The start of the shave
The Mustache, ewe.
Reed is so ready for this
Here it is. Ha Ha Ha Ha Ha
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How to Fry Catfish Nuggets! The Only Nuggets Recipes You’ll Ever Need
The catfish have different sizes and behavior. They are of commercial importance, and many of the larger species are raised for food. The smaller species are used for decorations in the aquarium.
Catfish are in all continents, with the highest number of its species found in America. They live in a freshwater environment, mostly in shallow flowing water. Catfish do not have scales; they are nutritious and used in making amazing delicacies.
They are rich in Vitamin-D and has a high proportion of omega-6 fatty acids. A catfish meal is an excitement to your taste bud and nutrition to your body. This article talks about how to fry catfish nuggets.
The farm-raised catfish are the commonly eaten species. In the United States, catfish are eaten with cornmeal, while in Indonesia, It is served fried or grilled and sometimes eaten with vegetables. The former president of America, Ronald Regan, established a National Catfish Day to recognize 'the importance of farm-raised catfish.'
Fried Catfish Nuggets
Fried Catfish Nuggets
Fried Catfish Nuggets are small pieces of catfish that have no bone in them. They make golden, delicious, and crispy flavor fishes. They are not expensive and enhances the taste of food when used as a recipe.
They look so much like deep-fried fished, but they are in small sizes before frying. The small sizes make children love the delicacy, and you will never have any leftovers.
What to do before Fry your Catfish Nuggets?
The biggest concern when you want to fry catfish is the size of the fillet. The fillet should be cut into small sizes and washed very before breading.
You will need a mixture of egg yolk and milk to add flavor to the fish and make the breading stick. Don’t add the breading in excess to make crispy come out with no cracks.
What To Do Before Fry Your Catfish Nuggets?
Make sure your breading coat is a mixture of leavening agents and cornmeal. The leavening agent can either be baking soda or yeast. The purpose of the leavening agent is to make your catfish cry comes out crispy.
Here is the Fried Catfish Nuggets recipe:
• 1 pound catfish
• 0.5 cup of all-purpose flour and the cornmeal in a shallow dish
• 1 teaspoon baking powder
• One egg
• 0.75 cup of beer
• 0.5 tablespoon Cajun Seasoning
• 0.5 teaspoon Oregano
• Vegetable oil
• One tablespoon garlic
• One teaspoon paprika
• One tablespoon ground black pepper
• 0.5 cup of corn starch
Instructions / Directions
1. Get a medium-sized bowl to mix your flour, spices, cornstarch, and baking powder. Break the egg and mix with beer until both mixtures become uniform. Refrigerate for 30 minutes to prepare the mixture for cooking.
2. When you want to cook, pour your vegetable oil into your fryer, make it 3 inches deep, and heat till it reaches 375oF. Stir your batter and dip in the catfish.
3. When your oil is boiling, use a tong to life the catfish nugget from the batter, drain excess batter, and pace in the oil. Do not overcrowd the fryer.
4. Fry until your catfish nuggets turn brown
5. Remove your catfish nuggets and use a paper towel to drain excess oil.
6. To enjoy your delicacy, the nuggets to be drain on a paper towel-lined plate, serve when warm. You can also serve with chips.
Wow. Now that's an easy recipe for catfish. Once you have removed the catfish fillets from the milk, roll them in the cornmeal mixture and place on a large platter to dry. The multiple filets will be easy to cook in just enough time for a family meal. Bake or grill the filets for 5-7 minutes per side, salting the fried fish after each turn.
Catfish nuggets contains calories 5%, potassium, 6% iron, 12% calcium, 2% dietary fiber, 5% Carbohydrate, 31% Sodium, 11% Total Fat and 18% cholesterol
Frying Catfish Tips
Add flavor at every step, seasoning each part to ensure that the final dish is perfect. Not only is it important to the season, but it also becomes crucial to choose the correct ingredient. Learn to choose the best ingredients for the dish, and these pan fried catfish would be off the charts!
What to Serve with Fried Catfish Nuggets?
What To Serve With Fried Catfish Nuggets?
Looking for what to serve with your Fried catfish Nuggets shouldn't give you any headache. Here are suggestions about what you can serve with fried catfish. Hushpuppies, Cole Slaw, Collard Greens, Grilled Corn on the Cod, cheese and Bacon Potato Rounds, Chef John's Succotash, and Homemade Salt and Vinegar Chips
Nutrition Data for Catfish
If you consume fresh fish frequently, you can get a lower chance of developing heart disease, notes that the American Heart Association, which recommends drinking at least 2 three and half-ounce portions of fish, such as catfish, weekly.
Nutrition Data for Catfish
Choose catfish farmed from the United States, whenever possible, as farmed catfish is harvested in an environmentally friendly fashion and can be low in contaminants like mercury.
Fat Content
A three-ounce serving of every day, cooked noodles includes around 122 calories, 55 of which are caused by fat. Per serving, catfish contains 6(six) grams of total fat, which comprises 1.3 g of saturated fat plus a trace amount of trans fat.
Catfish is a rich supply of omega-3 fatty acids, with between 0.22 and 0.3 g within this dimension serving.
Omega-3 fatty acids can help reduce your chance of coronary disease chiefly by lowering levels and preventing inflammation, besides, to help reduce your risk of arthritis and cancer, according to the University of Maryland Medical Center site.
High in Protein
High in Protein
Catfish doesn’t include any carbohydrates, but it’s packed with protein: Protein donates about 53 percent of their total caloric content of a 3-ounce dose of cooked catfish roughly 63 calories.
Consuming 3 oz of catfish provides you with 15.7 g of protein. This sum fulfills 28 percent of the daily protein requirement for a guy and 34 percentage of a female’s protein needs daily.
Vitamins B Rich
Catfish is a perfect source of vitamin B-12. Each 3-ounce serving comprises 2.3 micrograms of vitamin B-12 or almost 100 percent of their 2.4 microgram-requirement for mature women and men. With 2.2 mg of niacin daily meal, catfish supplies 13% of the daily optional dietary allowance of niacin for men and 15% of the RDA for girls.
Excellent Source of Phosphorus
Excellent Source of Phosphorus
Catfish includes 210 mg of calcium in a 3-ounce serving, fulfilling 30 percent of an adult’s RDA of this mineral. Additionally, it comprises 8.4 micrograms of selenium, which can be 15 percent of the sum recommended quantity for women and men.
Catfish includes smaller amounts of potassium, magnesium, copper, magnesium, and iron.
Healthy Preparation Suggestions
Frying is a traditional prep way of catfish fillets. Drizzle the fish using a mono- or polyunsaturated hot oil such as olive or canola oil or peanut oil and excellent low-sodium seasoning alternatives like fresh herbs, herbs or lemon juice to avoid overwhelming too much salt.
Pair catfishes with cooked whole grains such as brown rice or couscous, steamed fresh veggies, and a leafy green salad.
How to make Catfish Nuggets. Recipe for deep fried catfish nuggets
How to Fry Catfish Nuggets FAQs
1. What is the difference between catfish nuggets and catfish fillets?
Catfish fillet has a size advantage over catfish nuggets. Fillets have a fantastic taste on the grill, can be baked or frying pan-fried, and it will turn out well. Because of its smaller size, catfish nuggets are baked in a baking dish.
2. Can I fry my catfish with the skin-on?
Yes, you can fry catfish with 'skin-on,' but the skin may shrink a bit. So if you want to fry with skin-on, fry slowly till your fish gets done.
3. How long to deep fry catfish nuggets?
If you cooked your fish for 7 minutes, it would be okay. Turn to each side while cooking, sprinkle salt on the fish while cooking. Cook until the first turns golden brown and its flakes using a fork.
4. Should the catfish be pink when cooked?
A healthy catfish is white or off-white, sometimes it can be pink, but it will be translucent and iridescent. When cooked, the catfish is expected to be opaque and white. Never use your money to buy slightly yellow or reddish meat.
5. Is undercooked catfish make me unhealthy?
Fishes can carry parasites, so when you don’t cook thoroughly, the parasite may still be existing. Parasites in fish can cause ciguatera fish poisoning and scombroid
6. Can You Freeze Fried Catfish?
If you like fried catfish, you've probably wondered whether you can freeze it. The answer depends on a couple of things, including whether the fish is breaded or not, and whether you cook the fish as a loaf or individually.
Here's a rundown of the different ways you can freeze fried catfish, and some tips to keep in mind if you're planning to do it. #. Fried Catfish in Loaf Form If you fry catfish in loaves and freeze them, you'll end up with a freezer full of fishy patties. #. Fried Catfish Individually If you fry catfish individually, you can freeze them individually, too.
7. What should you serve with Easy Air Fryer Catfish?
Let's get one thing straight: this is not a deep-fried southern classic, nor is it a fancy restaurant dish. It's simply catfish, cooked in the air fryer, and served as a light, flavorful entree or main dish. A tasty side of Cajun Coleslaw or a basket of Cheddar Bay Biscuits, and you have a meal everyone will enjoy.
One of the best things about the air fryer is that it can be used to cook almost anything. Fish, vegetables, or favorite dishes from childhood or other cultures; are all common items found in air fryer recipes. This makes the air fryer an excellent way to introduce new food to your family.
8. What to do before fry your catfish nuggets?
#1. Pick the right fish. Not every fish works well in a batter. You'll need to find a fish with a soft, flaky consistency and a mild flavor.
To fry your catfish nuggets, you will need the following things: a fish fryer, a big platter, and some paper towels. First, you have to put your nuggets in the paper towels to get them all dry. Then, lay them out on the platter. Then, put the platter into the fish fryer, and fry them until they are golden brown.
9. How long to deep fry catfish nuggets?
If you’ve ever wondered how long to deep fry catfish, the answer is that it depends on the type of catfish you’re using and the thickness of the fillets.
There are two schools of thought when it comes to deep frying a catfish: the first, developed by the Japanese, advocates preserving the fish's delicate flavor by deep frying it in oil at temperatures below 350 degrees. (You can fry the catfish at higher temperatures, but the Japanese have found that it results in a fish that is more firm than flaky.) The alternative is to fry the fish at a high temperature like 425 degrees Fahrenheit, which cranks out a crisp, golden crust, and a moist, tender fish.
10. How do you know when catfish is done frying?
"How do you know when catfish is done frying?" is a common question asked by amateur chefs who are cooking catfish. When you fry catfish, it is very important that the fish is not overcooked. If it's overcooked, it will come out tough and hard to chew.
It's very important to fry catfish only until it reaches the desired temperature. This ensures that the fish is cooked evenly and thoroughly, without the risk of overcooking it.
Fried Catfish Nuggets are delicious and crispy flavor fishes, and they have no bone in them so you don't worry about bone hurting throat. It is not expensive; you will have a pocket-friendly pleasure.
Are you thinking about combining it with other foods? No problem, catfish nuggets go with additional food for the comfort of your taste bud.
You should consider eating Fried Catfish Nuggets regularly because catfish are rich in vitamin D and omega fatty acids. Children love this delicacy; you are assured that there will be no leftovers.
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Animal Messengers
Updated: Aug 23, 2019
As a avid beach goer, and someone that lives at the beach, witnessing swimmers not being able to be revived after meeting with the ocean are both; particularly painful and unfortunately not uncommon experiences for me. Being a empath means that every experience has been felt on a extremely deep level.
One occasion in particular affected me the most. It was a sunny public holiday in 2014, my then fiance and I had spent the day at a local bay sunbathing, snorkeling and enjoying the weather and the ocean.
A crow swooped over head erratically breaking into the divinity, I hadn't noticed it until my fiance mentioned, "That bird really has a issue with something down here today", I blew it off and thought nothing of it.
Later in the day we witnessed a fellow snorkeler, a man we recognised from earlier in the day, being dragged from the water unconscious. Watching helplessly as caring bystanders, the dedicated surf lifesaving team, and a doctor that had flown in by chopper, all put in massive efforts to revive this man, unfortunately they were not to be successful.
Witnessing from a spiritual empathic level that man fighting between the two worlds, to stay within his body was such a profound experience for me.
Afterwards we reflected upon the crow, and after exploring crow further discovered crow to be a messenger between worlds. Crows for centuries have been closely connected with death. The main reason for this is crows feed on carrion--the flesh of the dead. Because of this many cultures associate crows with death and dying.
And thus my introduction to the world of spirit animals as messengers was born....
I have had many more instances of Crow coming since.
Just this weekend I was away on a yoga retreat, and we passed a piece of paper around with empty one hour massage slots and chose one each. I chose mine at the end of the week, there was a inner knowing that I just needed to have that particular spot for reasons I can't explain.
We woke one morning to a single crow swooping and making erratic noises around the cabins. As I walked over to the main building the Crow flew off towards my cabin (all the cabins were close together) I had a sense that he was here for someone today, just not for me.
Later in the day my massage came, I excitedly tumbled into the massage cabin (conveniently right next to my cabin which was to make for a quick return post massage for a pre yin class shower). I sensed the lady's energy was rather flat, she (also a energy healer) was quick to explain upon greeting me that I was her sixth client and that she was a bit tired today.
Fifteen minutes into my massage treatment she broke down and told me that she wanted to be honest and just before my appointment she received a message saying her friend had just died. Being a empath means that I feel other peoples emotions as my own, so we both sat and cried together. As it turns out, the appointment I chose was for me to hold space for her not for me. And the crow was definitely there for the therapist.
The next day, I thought to myself there will be no crow today (we hadn't seen any at our retreat until the previous day and we were near the end of the week long stay). I woke up and heard crow cry again, I second guessed, perhaps crow wasn't part of this experience after all.
A hour later at the closing ceremony, we went around the circle and shared with each other. When it came to the lady next to me, she shared that her mother in law had just taken her last breath this morning. Crow was there to deliver the message to her.
Now it is important to note that to just see a crow doesn't always signify death or always bring about a message, is the crow or animal significantly out of place to where it would usually be?, you will find the noise crow makes under these circumstances extremely unsettling and something you may have not heard before.
Wise words of one of my favorite NZ mediums Kelvin Cruickshank; "Sometimes, a leaf falls off a tree and it is... just a leaf that has simply fallen from a tree". What he is saying is that although nature carries messages, not everything is a message.
I tend to see and work with spirit animals a lot in my third eye these days, usually they will step forward as a vision during a meditation or in a relaxed state. This allows me to enjoy and work with the messages and medicine, of animals that I wouldn't always come across in everyday Australian life.
When I am working on a client, and I am in their auric field sometimes a animal will present itself. I only share these messages with consent from the client prior to the treatment. I understand it goes against some peoples values and belief systems and I truly respect this. This doesn't happen every treatment, and I have no control over what might or might not present itself.
Sometimes the animals or maybe even an insect that steps forward isn't always as glamorous as one might like it to be. For instance, perhaps your spirit animal is a cockroach or even a fly..
I recently had a three week period where 2 smaller sized flies had randomly come from no where and flew into my mouth. The third.. I hope your not eating lunch when I say I found at the bottom of a brought coffee when I opened the lid to finish the last bit...
As it turns out The fly spirit animal symbolises abundance and prosperity during times of adversity. It sends the message that by being persistent, consistent, and determined even in the face of tragedy will result to victory. So it wasn't so sinister after all.
According to Colleen Mcann; Spirit animal is characterized as a teacher or messenger that comes in the form of an animal and has a personal relationship to an individual. Other names might be animal guides, power animals, or animal helpers. It is believed that you do not choose the animal, rather it chooses, or has already chosen you. The animal is there to provide “medicine” to the recipient in the form of guidance, lessons, protection, power, or wisdom. Shamans worldwide have relied on the guidance, wisdom, and symbolism of spirit animals for thousands of years.
1.You can have one or several spirit animals throughout your lifetime. They can come in and out of our lives to give us guidance, teach us about ourselves, and help us maintain balance. The timing and direction we are headed on our path, a specific occasion that may arise, phases of life, or tasks that need to be completed along our journey will dictate what animal steps forward to help.
2.An animal can bring us a message in several ways. We can physically cross paths with the animal, we can dream about it, it can visit us in our meditations.
Another deep encounter that I had with both death and animal guides was in 2016.
The loss of my father in law, a man who was very much a second dad to me for 13 years of my life, a man who meant so much to me, and helped guide and shape me into the person I am today.
This heartbreaking time was also very much a big deal in my path of awakening. Experiencing with him and my beautiful family during his transition, from this earthly plane to the after life really affected me deeply, perhaps more so than anything ever has.
The day my husband and I arrived to NZ from Australia to be with him in his last days, we all gathered around his bed and we heard a Morepork call close to the house, "listen to that', my mother in law (who is of Maori heritage) said. We could all hear the call of the Morepork, not a common bird to be in the area.
A Morepork is a small owl like bird native to New Zealand. Being said to originate from the underworld, the Morepork (Ruru) is strongly associated with the spirit world in Maori mythology. For example, it is believed that if a Morepork sits conspicuously nearby or enters a house there will be a death in the family and in times gone by these strong beliefs led to some Maori eating Morepork, believing that it would prolong their lives.
The ancestral spirit of a family group can take the form of a Ruru in some Maori tradition. This spirit is known as Hine-ruru, the 'owl woman'. It is believed that these owl spirits can act as kaitiaki or guardians and have the power to protect, warn and advise.
While it’s high piercing ‘quee’ call spells bad news, its normal ‘more-pork’ call means that good news is on its way.
It wasn't until the night of the funeral we were to hear the Morepork call again, this was to be the last time a Morepork has been heard near the family home since.
Through this blog I hope to share many other stories and experiences I have had like this with you.
Fear not.. 'If you don't believe in magic you'll never see it".
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@techreport{NBERw8186, title = "After Columbus: Explaining the Global Trade Boom 1500-1800", author = "Kevin H. O'Rourke and Jeffrey G. Williamson", institution = "National Bureau of Economic Research", type = "Working Paper", series = "Working Paper Series", number = "8186", year = "2001", month = "March", doi = {10.3386/w8186}, URL = "http://www.nber.org/papers/w8186", abstract = {This paper documents the size and timing of the world inter-continental trade boom following the great voyages in the 1490s of Columbus, da Gama and their followers. Indeed, a trade boom followed over the subsequent three centuries. But what was its cause? The conventional wisdom in the world history literature offers globalization as the answer: it alleges that declining trade barriers, falling transport costs and overseas 'discovery' explains the boom. In contrast, this paper reports the evidence that confirms unambiguously that there was no commodity price convergence between continents, something that would have emerged had globalization been a force that mattered. Thus, the trade boom must have been caused by some combination of European import demand and foreign export supply from Asia and the Americas. Furthermore, the behavior of the relative price of foreign importables in European cities should tell us which mattered most and when. We offer detailed evidence on the relative prices of such importables in European markets over the five centuries1350-1850. We then offer a model which is used to decompose the sources of the trade boom 1500-1800.}, } | dclm_baseline | {'bff_contained_ngram_count_before_dedupe': '149', 'language_id_whole_page_fasttext': "{'en': 0.9228543639183044}", 'metadata': "{'Content-Length': '1826', 'Content-Type': 'application/http; msgtype=response', 'WARC-Block-Digest': 'sha1:L7CNOZHWX7FBZB6YTWW4YGKKKDDBY4C3', 'WARC-Concurrent-To': '<urn:uuid:7b6e7443-a716-4413-adb0-4574f6dbbac9>', 'WARC-Date': datetime.datetime(2015, 6, 2, 20, 42, 28), 'WARC-IP-Address': '199.233.228.243', 'WARC-Identified-Payload-Type': None, 'WARC-Payload-Digest': 'sha1:P6PBZD2VXEZMXBHTT555LNI4Z5TFLOBQ', 'WARC-Record-ID': '<urn:uuid:8e2c4a32-837f-4c19-af00-54073e689fee>', 'WARC-Target-URI': 'http://www.nber.org/papers/w8186.bib', 'WARC-Type': 'response', 'WARC-Warcinfo-ID': '<urn:uuid:4a1572ae-a589-4716-8eca-a0a0959566bf>', 'WARC-Truncated': 'length'}", 'previous_word_count': '210', 'url': 'http://www.nber.org/papers/w8186.bib', 'warcinfo': 'robots: classic\r\nhostname: ip-10-180-206-219.ec2.internal\r\nsoftware: Nutch 1.6 (CC)/CC WarcExport 1.0\r\nisPartOf: CC-MAIN-2015-22\r\noperator: CommonCrawl Admin\r\ndescription: Wide crawl of the web for May 2015\r\npublisher: CommonCrawl\r\nformat: WARC File Format 1.0\r\nconformsTo: http://bibnum.bnf.fr/WARC/WARC_ISO_28500_version1_latestdraft.pdf', 'fasttext_openhermes_reddit_eli5_vs_rw_v2_bigram_200k_train_prob': '0.1993200182914734', 'original_id': 'c0c71ad936338d00b894b513e83bc1aa408486276a89f0edacb5e9e044efdf8f'} |
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Your conscience acquits you—go look where they died, Go look where they perished, ay, pleaded and cried, The mothers, the children, the babes crucified, The women and children of Ludlow. And then tell the God you profess to adore, O! then tell the Master, your bonds red with gore, Your conscience acquits you—though slaughtered the poor— The women and children of Ludlow MANW DEFECTIVES New York, May 7.—An increasing number of defective aliens have arrived since the first of the year, according to immigration officials, who say it is understood that foreign passenger agents are booking those mentally afflicted before the new immigration laws are effective. One immigration official is quoted as saying: “It is a shame to send these poor afflicted people here only to be sent back again. Even if they are booked by uncrupulous agents in the interior of Europe, there is no reason why the steamship lines do not have their own experienced surgeons at the continental ports to prevent them from sailing to New York. Most of them are shipped away by relatives who wish to get rid of them, and when they are refused admission to this country they sit down and cry in a hopeless manner that is distressing to witness for those who have any human feeling. They have no home, no friends, and no money.” EMPLOYEES PAID BACK WAGES Bakersfield, Cal., May 7.—Protests by the Kern County Labor Council against the practice of companies in this vicinity holding wages of their employees back has resulted in state officials taking the matter in hand. In one case, the workers were handed $3,000 due them. Several concerns have operated in open violation of the law, which provides that wages should be paid at least once a month. Cases also have been reported where companies violate the law in the issuance of a nonnegotiable check, which, when presented at the office of the company, were not cashed because of “a lack of funds.” Being nonnegotiable, they could not be offered at a bank or other concern. The state labor commissioner has a deputy on the ground, and he is acting on advice furnished him by the unionists, to take the end that the law will be complied with and wages paid when due. TEXTILE WORKERS Fall River, Mass., May 7.—With assurances of support by the American Federation of Labor, the United textile Workers have inaugurated an extended organizing campaign, and work has already started in this city and New Bedford. Women organizers and organizers especially adapted for work among the foreign-speaking textile workers, will be appointed. Union Man! What Brand of Flour Do You Buy? PROF. GENTHER Optician —1069 Main Street— MRS. JOHN EMMERT Baker and Confectioner Orders by mail or telephone will receive prompt attention. Cream Bread a Specialty 1022 Market St SIMON WHITE & SONS Monuments, Mausoleums, A Marker Iron Vases, Estimates. Works, Claysville, Pa., Branch Works, No. 28, Sixteenth Street Phone 1841-Y. Believing, W. Va. SANATELSTOBI UNION HAND MADE A. LANGHANS Florist 1217 Chapline St, Wheeling, W. Va. Floral Designs Our Specialty. Both 'Phones. International Standard Review, Rip Saw, Appeal to Reason, Milwaukee Leader at FETTB’S Complete News and Cigar Stand BELL PHONE 643-R. GLASS TRADE NEWS A fire occurred at the Virginia Glass Works, Alexandria, Va., last Saturday and for a while the whole plant was threatened. The paper house, the stables, and some out-houses were consumed and the loss is estimated at between $13,000 and $4,000. Both the Gleason Tinplant at Brooklyn, N.Y., are operating as usual. At the Demuth Glass Co.’s plant, operations are going along in good shape and conditions are said to be satisfactory at the Williamstown Flint Glass Co.’s factory. Prospects now look brighter in the Flint glass factories in Pittsburgh and it is thought they will operate steadily until the summer stop period is at hand. The Salem Glass Co.’s bottle plant, Salem, Va., is operating steadily and will continue until July. The company have many good orders booked according to report. The shops employed at the Lippincott Glass Co.’s lamp chimney factory in Alexandria, Ind., began to work on a division of time at the 20-pot furnace last week. This will continue until the continuous tank is again in operation. The Mt. Jewett, Pa., machine plant of the Consolidated Window Glass Co., was scheduled to be placed in commission this week. Twelve employees of the Box making department at the Woodburg Glass Co.’s plant, Winchester, Ind., were laid off indefinitely last week. A number of the employees of the Indiana Glass Co., Dunkirk, Ind., are out of employment for a short time on account of No. 2 tank needing repairs, the completion of which will require about two or three weeks time. Blocks were set at Baker Bros. window glass plant, Okmulgee, Okla., last week and the factory is expected to operate steadily until the end of the season. A continuous tank at the bottle plant of the C. L. Flaccus Glass Co., Tarentum, Pa., resumed operations last Monday after being shut down since the previous Friday. Affairs are running smoothly at the Dunkirk Window Glass Co.’s plant, South Charleston, W. Va., and the shops are turning out a good percentage of a quality glass. New flasks were set last Saturday and a steady run is anticipated until May 19, when the scale period ends. All departments at the Monongah Glass Co.’s plant at Fairmont, W. Va., are working full capacity with five continuous tanks in commission. Two furnaces of 38 pots capacity are making a general line of tumblers, beef jars, beer mugs, set ware, and iron mold goods. The D. O. Cunningham Glass Co.’s Twenty-sixth street factory, Pittsburgh, Pa., is turning out amber bottles with 22 shops on the roster. The Twenty-second street factory has 12 shops on the payroll making beers and sodas, green glass. Steady work is the rule. At the plant of the Jeannette Glass Co. Jeannette, Pa., quite a number of repairs are being made. A new building is being erected, 40x80, two stories and built of brick. The lower floor will be used as a box shop and the upper as a decorating room, according to report. There is a possibility that factory for the remainder of the season today. The furnace has been making amber glass and employs about 48 blowers. Most of the shops on the large Continuous tank at the Whitall Tatum Co. is Upper works, Millville, N.J., have been laid off but it is said the majority of workmen have already secured places elsewhere. A steady run is reported in both the machine and blownware departments at the Acme Glass Co.’s bottle plant, Olean, N.Y. The Skillen-Goodin Glass Co., Yorktown, Ind., will continue two weeks longer this summer than was first announced, as they will not close their plant for repairs until July 18. Good shipments of ware are reported. Judging from present indications, all the factories at Terre Haute, Ind will continue to run well up to the end of the season. Ware is moving briskly at the Reed Glass Co.’s bottle plant, Rochester, N.Y., and the three continuous tanks are operating steadily. The mold shop force is working overtime. At Lancaster, N.Y., the Industrial Class Co.’s bottle plant is running to capacity. The shops have plenty of small help and are getting out a good production. Everything looks bright for the future.—The Glassworker INSPECTING CAMPS Sacramento, Cal., Mar 7.—Edward A. Brown, agent for the State Housing and Immigration Commission, is conducting a rigid inspection of work camps throughout the state. Brown frequently visits the camps disguised as a common laborer, and in this manner has secured valuable data for the commission, which will result in a general betterment of camp conditions faithfully has Brown performed the duties of his office that his health has become greatly impaired, and he may be forced to take a vacation to recuperate. -O MINE DANGER -o Pottsville, Pa., May 7—The danger incident to mining was again shown by an unusual accident at the Pine Hill shaft, when four men were being hoisted in a cage out of the mine. The cage struck an obstruction, and as its sides were all open, the four were thrown off. They fell 250 feet down the dark abyss. Death to all was instantaneous, nearly every bone in the cage being broken by the terrific force with which they struck the solid rock at the bottom of the shaft. SENIORITY IGNORED Philadelphia, May 7.-Members of the Philadelphia Motherhoods, employed by the Pennsylvania railroad, are objecting to the working rules of that body and through the Brotherhood of Federated Railway Employees have not been affected to the management. It is charged that employees who have attended meetings of the Brotherhood under the directorship of the Railway Employees are threatened with dismissal. Vice President McDevitt is quoted as saying: "The board of directors of seven men who have the power to change the by-laws of the organization. These directors also have the authority to appoint a nominating committee which will nominate officers. In order to be an officer, an employee must have been in the service of the company for fifteen years and have the power to change the by-laws." Indorsement of the chief executive of the department where he is employed. The directors of the organization have not been named yet, but we have reason to believe that they will be officials of the road. Men are being forced into this organization under the threat of dismissal. OPPOSE CONVICT MADE GOODS —o— Balias, Tex., May 7.—The Central Labor union is considering methods to end the increasing importation of convict-made goods in this section of the State, and unionists are urging other citizens to join with them in refusing products made under these conditions. HELP THEMSELVES —o— Columbus, O., May 7.—"Concentrating the power to do things for the people in the hands of the government is wrong, and that is what the Americans are doing in their intense individualism under the corporate system of business. The people must earn to do some of the fundamental things themselves so that they will reduce the cost of running the government and educate themselves to the dealings of public concern," said E. M. Tousley, of Minnesota, in an address on cooperation in agriculture at the Ohio State University. The speaker said the farmer producer must be interested in the consumer, and that these two elements get to be, in a cooperative way, by the establishment of a series of cooperative retail markets in the cities in which uniform prices will be maintained in said package goods cost 40 percent more than black goods, trading at 5 percent to the price, compounded systems of delivery and from 10 to 16 percent. The middleman's profits on goods generally range from 70 percent to 70 percent. Most of the cost. MAJORITY MO supply you with photo on your caravans by the National Photo Co. Arvors (Jaioa. The sale label, papers in the photo plot. We will show you the very WATCH YOUR EYES Wheeling Optical Company S. C. COZAD, Manager. Conservative Life Insurance Co. 16th and Market St., Wheeling, W. Va. New Market AUDITORIUM FRUITS AND PRODUCE John W. Riley, Lewis Clark THE RILEY FRUIT FARM Selling and Produce on Season A Full Line of Home-Made Eggs. Preserves and Catsup. Beef Phone $1. THE BEST OF EVERYTHING CHEESE, NOODLES, HEINZ’S GOODS; HIGH GRADE ANNOUNCEMENTS JOHN GHERMANN No. 15 Auditorium Market. CHEESE For Cakes that have the flavor, JOB S. LINK, Stall Id, Auctioneer! My special line of Goods in case to please. STAHL * HOFMANN—Fresh & Smoked Meats, Butter, Eggs and Poultry. Stall; 10 and 12, Market Auditorium. Phone Bell 440-J, Nat. 1522-M. The Place to buy your Fruits, Vegetables and Produce—STALL 2N AUDITORIUM—Anton Lopreste. Other material wastes away, but fine jewelry lasts indefinitely become heirlooms and are handled down from one generation to the other. This store is showing a beautiful line of useful jewelry, suitable for the graduate, and at popular prices. A written guarantee accompanies every purchase buying and let us come to visit this store before you purchase that it will be to your interest to trade here. A. C. THOMAS, Popular Price Jeweler, 1219 Market St., McLure Hotel Block. Belmont Beer Is the favorite beverage of thousands of families in West Virginia who are wondering how to get it after June 30. West Virginia customers will be served upon bona fide orders for their personal use only, from the Belmont storage house at Mingo Junction, O. The law requires that they sign personally for it when delivered. 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Dagga bust on N2
On Tuesday 5 January Constable Sukazi of the Mkhondo SAPS was patrolling on the N2 Ermelo road when he noticed two suspicious males walking next to the road.
He stopped them and asked to search their bags. Inside, he found eight rolls of dagga weighing approximately 38.7 kilograms (street value of R58 050-50).
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Data Carpentry Genomics at the University of Nebraska at Omaha
Setup Download files required for the lesson
Day 1 00:00 1. Data Tidiness How to collect and structure the data about your sequencing data
00:30 2. Planning for NGS Projects How to plan and organize your data for a genome sequencing project
01:00 3. Examining Data on the NCBI SRA Database How to work with public data in the NCBI SRA
01:30 Finish
Day 2 00:00 4. Introducing the Shell What is a command shell and why would I use one?
How can I move around on my computer?
How can I see what files and directories I have?
How can I specify the location of a file or directory on my computer?
00:30 5. Navigating Files and Directories How can I perform operations on files outside of my working directory?
01:20 6. Working with Files and Directories How can I view and search file contents?
How can I create, copy and delete files and directories?
How can I control who has permission to modify a file?
How can I repeat recently used commands?
02:05 7. Redirection How can I search within files?
How can I combine existing commands to do new things?
02:50 8. Writing Scripts How can we automate a commonly used set of commands?
03:30 9. Project Organization How can I organize my file system for a new bioinformatics project?
How can I document my work?
04:00 Finish
Day 3 00:00 10. Assessing Read Quality How can I describe the quality of my data?
00:50 11. Trimming and Filtering How can I get rid of sequence data that doesn’t meet my quality standards?
01:45 12. Variant Calling Workflow How do I find sequence variants between my samples and a reference genome?
02:45 13. Automating a Variant Calling Workflow How can I make my workflow more efficient and less error-prone?
03:30 Finish
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Leviticus 2
Leviticus 2International Children’s Bible (ICB)
The Grain Offering
2 “‘When anyone offers a grain offering to the Lord, it must be made from fine flour. The person must pour oil on it and put incense on it. 2 Then he must take it to Aaron’s sons and the priests. The priest must take a handful of the fine flour, with the oil and all the incense. He must burn it on the altar as a memorial portion. It is an offering made by fire. Its smell is pleasing to the Lord. 3 The rest of the grain offering will belong to Aaron and the priests. This offering is a most holy part of the offerings made by fire to the Lord.
4 “‘If you bring a grain offering that was baked in the oven, it must be made from fine flour. It may be loaves made without yeast and mixed with oil. Or it may be wafers made without yeast. They are to have oil poured over them. 5 If your grain offering is cooked on a griddle, it must be made without yeast. It must be made of fine flour mixed with oil. 6 Crumble it and pour oil over it. It is a grain offering. 7 If your grain offering is cooked in a pan, it must be made from fine flour and oil. 8 Bring the grain offering made of these things to the Lord. Give it to the priest. He will take it to the altar. 9 He will take out the memorial portion from the grain offering. He will burn it on the altar. This is an offering made by fire. Its smell is pleasing to the Lord. 10 The rest of the grain offering belongs to Aaron and the priests. It is a most holy part of the offerings made to the Lord by fire.
11 “‘Every grain offering you bring to the Lord must be made without yeast. You must not burn yeast or honey in an offering made by fire to the Lord. 12 You may bring yeast and honey to the Lord as an offering from the first harvest. But yeast and honey must not be burned on the altar as a pleasing smell. 13 You must also put salt on all your grain offerings. Salt stands for your agreement with God that will last forever. Do not leave it out of your grain offering. You must add salt to all your offerings.
14 “‘If you bring a grain offering from the first harvest to the Lord, bring crushed heads of new grain. They must be roasted in the fire. 15 Put oil and incense on the grain. It is a grain offering. 16 The priest will burn the memorial portion of the crushed grain and oil. It will have incense on it. It is an offering by fire to the Lord.
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Why Don’t We Put Solar Panels Everywhere?
sunlight on the earth diagram
Once a novelty associated with mad scientists and eccentric visionaries, solar panels eventually became a mainstream technology in the early-21st century. They went from being a rare sight to frequently spotted on rooftops all around town. That transition is owed mostly to the increasing affordability of solar panel installations and a growing desire among the public to support green energy solutions.
However, despite the relatively widespread popularity of solar panels, they still seem to be less common than one might expect. After all, if you have a roof facing the sky, you have the potential to harness solar power. So why aren’t there solar panels on every upward-faced outdoor surface?
One commonly cited reason why we don’t see more solar panels out there is the limit on the amount of energy they can reliably generate. For example, fast car chargers with solar canopies draw most of their power from traditional energy sources, i.e., the local energy company. The energy provided by the solar panels is a relatively small portion.
But every little bit helps, right? Even if a single solar panel doesn’t generate a whole lot of energy over the course of a day, the amount it provides justifies its existence, given the renewable nature of solar power.
Another reason for the apparent lack of solar panels out there is the conspiratorial effort to slow down their implementation. It sounds like the plot of a mediocre airport novel, but energy companies take deliberate steps to discourage customers from embracing solar power. Why? Simple: money.
Those with solar panels attached to their roofs are essentially their own miniature power company, contributing excess energy to the grid in the hours when the panels are most exposed to the sun. Due to this exchange, energy companies end up paying homeowners, rather than the other way around.
To prevent it from becoming a widespread trend, power companies choose to increase their rates when solar options enter the arena. This effectively offsets the savings incurred by using solar energy.
While many people are motivated to use solar because they care about the planet, most people are driven by financial aspects. Remove the savings potential of solar power and you remove the primary incentive most individuals and businesses have to invest in them.
“Is it worth the cost?” That’s the question you hear over and over again when it comes to the implementation of solar panel arrays. It most certainly is, over the course of many years, but most people don’t think in terms of decades. Will solar lead to savings in the near future? Unfortunately, the answer to that is less certain.
But every little bit helps. Let’s not lose sight of that fundamental truth about renewable energy options. So long as the end is access to renewable energy via means that will endure for decades, the upfront investment will always be worth it.
So, why aren’t there solar panels on every available surface? Because there isn’t enough incentive to make it happen. Until that changes, empty roof space will continue to be the norm, rather than the exception.
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AGi architects
AGi architects
Madrid, ES | Kuwait, KW
Kuwait Children Hospital
A hospital that does not feel like a hospital”
How do you begin designing a hospital that can enhance the healing process?
The proposed design for the Kuwait Children’s Hospital (KCH) is conceived as a Landmark that responds to climate and culture, and re-interprets these values in a mid-rise building, that expresses in the skyline a powerful sign that establishes a strong sense of place, history, and future for the children of Kuwait.
Like a fortress, it creates an exterior monolithic image that seeks protection from the harsh climate, and a softer interior oasis tailored to the children’s use. We propose a cheerful and colorful building that stands out from the deteriorated surroundings and is easily recognizable by the children.
The building is approached through a climate-controlled Plaza, which is a continuation of the exterior landscape, bringing in the pedestrians. The elevated position of the Plaza helps in giving a sense of power to the children over the street level as they enter the hospital.
This Plaza is roofed by a vaulted colored structure; large openings bring in natural light and relate visually to the roof garden.
A retail podium, located under the Plaza, fulfills the basic urban needs (Bank, Hotel, Restaurant, Shops…) and provides services not only to the hospital users but for the whole neighborhood as well. This will help in integrating KCH into the existing urban fabric and become an urban anchor in the area.
The driving force behind KCH is the vision for a better future for sick and injured children.
Various donors’ contribution to the hospital is the only way to materialize such an ambitious and necessary project as KCH.
Each ward will be given a branding theme that relates to the donor by means of color and pattern (for example: animals, fantasy, flowers…). The aim of the donors is to create a hospital on par with the best international health facilities and provide the community with proper health resources.
Because designing a children’s hospital is such a great task, we realize that using intuition alone to create the right concept may not be enough. We want to create a design that could potentially heal patients, provide parents with hope, and keep the staff energized day after day.
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Status: Competition Entry
Location: Kuwait, KW
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Looking at Constitutional Reform
The Diplomat’s Taylor Dibbert speaks with Sri Lankan civil society leader Jehan Perera about constitutional reform. Perera is the Executive Director of the National Peace Council, a nongovernmental organization based in Colombo.
The Diplomat: How have negotiations pertaining to a new constitution been going?
Jehan Perera: There was a three day parliamentary debate last month on a report on constitutional reform by a select committee of parliament which was extended by a further two days –reflecting the interest of parliamentarians in the subject. On the positive side, there was a broad consensus among all the parties that the matters that were being debated were important to the country, and needed to be discussed at length. The general thinking in the country is that the coalition of the two biggest parties in the government [the United National Party and the Sri Lanka Freedom Party] provides the best opportunity to address the unresolved problems of the past, particularly the ethnic conflict. There is agreement that this is the time to address problems that cannot be neglected any longer. However, there was no consensus on the positions taken by the different political parties on the substance of the options for constitutional reform during the debate. The steering committee report itself did not present final conclusions but a series of options. The challenge will be to bridge the gaps on some key issues. One is the future of the executive presidency. The other is the issue of devolution of power. At present the negotiation process is at a standstill as all the parties are focusing their attention on forthcoming local government elections, which will be a test of their popularity.
Is hoping for a federal system of devolution realistic at this point?
Federalism is subject to many interpretations. It is unlikely that the term itself will be used to describe the arrangements for power-sharing in the constitution. The term “federalism” carries too much negative baggage with the Sinhalese majority who have had it dinned into them that it is tantamount to division of the country. This has been the case for the past sixty years since this demand of the Tamils first emerged and it still continues. One of the key messages of the opposition is that constitutional reform is for the purpose of dividing the country. The report of the steering committee of parliament itself notes that the federal term is too controversial and proposes an alternative formulation. However, an improvement in the present system of devolution of power is both possible and necessary.
What about the possibility of abolishing the executive presidency? Or maintaining the preeminence of Buddhism?
The issue of the executive presidency is an ongoing subject of negotiation within the government coalition itself. The main argument against it is that it is too powerful an institution, and has been abused in the past. However, the present president actively promoted the passing of the 19th Amendment [to the constitution] that substantially reduced presidential powers. There is concern amongst the Sinhalese majority that unless the country has a single center of power, the devolution of power will lead to divisive tendencies that the system will be unable to check. The ethnic minorities too seem to prefer the continuation of the executive presidency as they see in it as a central institution that they can impact on directly through their vote. I feel the executive presidency will remain though with a further reduction of powers.
The foremost place given to Buddhism in the constitution is also likely to remain. It is too emotive an issue amongst the Buddhist majority who account for 70 percent of the population who see it in terms of the historical identity of the country. Many amongst minority religionists would also not want to upset the Buddhists on this and thereby jeopardize the viability of constitutional reform in general, in which their priority concerns can be met. The strengthening of the equality clause in the constitution coupled with a non-discrimination provision is a possibility.
With the Steering Committee’s interim report out, what are the next steps? When might a referendum happen?
At the present time all attention is being focused on the forthcoming local government elections. These are expected to be held in late January or shortly after that. A victory for the government parties will encourage a speed up of the process of negotiating a joint position on constitutional reform within the government coalition. A government victory will give it the confidence it can prevail at a referendum which will be called sooner rather than later.
If the constitutional reform process were to break down, what might be the electoral implications?
Both public opinion polls and prevalent public opinion on the street shows that most of the population believe constitutional reform is important, not least because the present constitution is defective and needs to be changed in a comprehensive manner. From the time that the present constitution’s executive presidential system was first subject to abuse, academic and civil society opinion formers have critiqued the constitution and called for its replacement. Therefore, the popular movement to change the present constitution has a much longer history than the government’s present bid to formulate a new constitution. A breakdown of the constitutional reform process will be a political defeat for the government. It will also be a big blow to the Tamil parties, and voters, whose support was decisive in bringing the government to power. It is constitutional change that will ensure that they are not dependent on the goodwill of government politicians and their temporary policies, but have guarantees that come from more permanent law. (The Diplomat)
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How Often Do You Clean Your Fridge?
7 steps to a clean refrigerator (plus some tips)
For some it is the microwave. For others it is the underside of the bathroom sink. For me? It is the fridge. I am referring of course to the part of the house that I routinely forget to clean.
How often should a fridge be cleaned? For me, it is cleaned whenever it becomes noticeably in need of a wipe down (and let’s be honest, sometimes about a week or two even after that), but there are certain parts of a refrigerator that should be cleaned annually to ensure it will run most efficiently.
Click through to see how to clean your refrigerator, set to a slideshow of some seriously lovely refrigerator eye candy.
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National Register of Historic Places listings in Scott County, Minnesota
This is a list of the National Register of Historic Places listings in Scott County, Minnesota. It is intended to be a complete list of the properties and districts on the National Register of Historic Places in Scott County, Minnesota, United States. The locations of National Register properties and districts for which the latitude and longitude coordinates are included below, may be seen in an online map.
There are 18 properties and districts listed on the National Register in the county. A supplementary list includes four additional sites that were formerly on the National Register.
Current listings
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Former listings
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See also
List of National Historic Landmarks in Minnesota
National Register of Historic Places listings in Minnesota
References
External links
Minnesota National Register Properties Database—Minnesota Historical Society
Scott County
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3 Tips For Fast Weight Loss
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Weight Loss Tips
Sleep 9 hours every and each night time. You can exercising all day lengthy but your body burns the fats whilst you are sleeping. So if you do not get the right amount of sleep you’ll now not lose an oz.. I was amazed when I first located this but the clinical evidence and evidence is overwhelming which you want to sleep to get thin. SO now you have got an excuse to shed pounds.
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Excessive explanation, part twenty
Summing up the story so far: we have a formal system that allows us to start with the types of identifiers in an environment, and provide a series of deductive steps that ends the type of an expression. This is called a “derivation”.
Last time we discussed the “proof” that a “compile-time” series of deductions about the type of an expression is also a guarantee that the expression will always have a value compatible with that type at “run time”. I say “proof” because of course it was a proof by assertion that there exists an inductive proof.
The goal of this paper is to provide an algorithm that takes an expression and a set of typing assumptions for an environment, and produces a derivation that concludes with the type of the expression.
There are two more sketch proofs in this section of the paper, which we’ll briefly review.
We will also require later the following two properties of
the inference system.
Proposition 2. If S is a substitution and A ⊢ e:σ then S A ⊢ e:S σ.
Moreover if there is a derivation of A ⊢ e:σ : of height n then
there is also a derivation of S A ⊢ e:S σ of height less [than] or
equal to n.
Proof. By induction on n.
An example might help here. Suppose we have a derivation for
{x:α} ⊢ λy.x:∀β β→α
Now we have a substitution S that means “change all the α to int”. The we can apply the substitution to both sides and still have a true statement:
{x:int} ⊢ λy.x:∀β β→int
Now, remember what that turnstile means. It means that there is actually a derivation: a finite sequence of applications of our six rules, that starts with a bunch of assumptions and ends with “those assumptions entail that this expression has this type”. So if “apply the substitution to both sides” is in fact legal, then there must be a derivation of the substituted type from the substituted assumptions.
The proposition here claims that not only is there such a derivation, but moreover that there is a derivation of equal or shorter length! Substitution apparently can make a derivation shorter, but you never need to make it longer.
The proof-by-assertion here again says that you can prove this by induction, this time by “ordinary” induction on the integer n, the length of the derivation. Let’s sketch that out.
The base case is vacuously true: there are no derivations of length zero, and everything is true of all members of the empty set.
Now, suppose that you have a derivation of A ⊢ e':σ' that is k steps long. Suppose that there is a derivation of S A ⊢ e':S σ' that is k steps long or shorter. And suppose by adding just one more step to our original derivation, we can derive A ⊢ e:σ. Now all we must show is that we can add zero or one additional steps to the derivation of S A ⊢ e':S σ' in order to deduce S A ⊢ e:S σ. There are only six possible steps that could be added, so all we have to show is that each of those possible steps still works under a substitution, or can be omitted entirely.
I’m not going to do that here as it is tedious; noodle around with it for a bit and convince yourself that it’s true.
One more theorem, and then we’re done with this section:
Lemma 1. If σ > σ' and Ax ∪ {x:σ'} ⊢ e:σ0 then also
Ax ∪ {x:σ} ⊢ e:σ0
Incidentally, why have we had two propositions and a lemma?
Propositions, lemmas and theorems are all the same thing: a claim with a formal justification that proves the claim. We use different words to communicate to the reader how important each is.
Propositions are the least interesting; they are typically just there to prove some technical point that is necessary later on in a larger theorem. The proofs are often just hand-waved away as too tedious to mention, as they have been here.
Lemmas are more interesting; they are also in the service of some larger result, but are interesting enough or non-trivial enough that the proof might need to be sketched out in more detail.
Theorems are the major interesting results of the paper, and are all useful in their own right, not just as stepping stones to some larger result.
These lines are blurry of course, since the difference is entirely in emphasizing to the reader what we think is important.
What is this lemma saying? Basically, if we can derive the type of an expression given a small type bound on an identifier, then we can come up with a derivation of the same type for the same expression even if we have a larger bound. For example, suppose we have a derivation for
{y:int, x:int→int} ⊢ (x y):int
Then we can also find a derivation that gives the same result even with a larger type for x:
{y:int, x:∀β β→β} ⊢ (x y):int
Again, remember what the turnstile is saying: that we have a finite sequence of applications of our six rules that gets us from the first set of assumptions to the first type. For this lemma to be true, we must also have a finite sequence of rules that gets us from our new set of assumptions to that same type. The proof sketches out how to create such a sequence:
Proof. We construct a derivation of Ax ∪ {x:σ'} ⊢ e:σ0 from
that of Ax ∪ {x:σ'} ⊢ e:σ0 by substituting each use of TAUT
for x:σ' with x:σ, followed by an INST step to derive x:σ'.
Note that GEN steps remain valid since if α occurs free in
σ then it also occurs free in σ'.
So at most the new derivation gets longer by a finite number of steps, less than or equal to the number of TAUT steps in the original derivation.
And that’s it for section five! Next time we’ll start looking at the algorithm that actually finds the type of an expression. We’ll start by discussing type unification.
Excessive explanation, part nineteen
We’ve just seen that we can use our deductive logic system with its rules TAUT, GEN, and so on, to start from knowing nothing, and end with a correct derivation of the type scheme of a complex expression. But here’s an important question.
We know that A ⊢ e:σ means that there exists a derivation in our deductive system that allows us to conclude that the given expression is of the given type scheme when the given assumptions are true.
And we know that A ⊨ e:σ means that no matter what environment with values we assign to the identifiers named in assumptions A, the value computed for expression e will be a value of type scheme σ.
What we would really like to know is that A ⊢ e:σ logically implies A ⊨ e:σ. That is, if we have a derivation at compile time that the type scheme is correct in our deduction system, that there will be no type violation at runtime! Recall that earlier we defined the “soundness” of a logical deduction as a logically correct derivation where we start with true statements and end with true statements; what we want is to know that our logical system of derivation of types is “sound” with respect to the semantics of the language.
The paper of course provides a detailed proof of this fact:
The following proposition, stating the semantic soundness
of inference, can be proved by induction on e.
Proposition 1 (Soundness of inference). If A ⊢ e:σ then A ⊨ e:σ.
That’s the entire text of the proof; don’t blink or you’ll miss it. It can be proved, and that’s as good as proving it, right? And there’s even a big hint in there: it can be proved by induction.
Wait, what?
Inductive proofs are a proof technique for properties of natural numbers but e is an expression of language Exp, not a number at all!
Let’s consider for a moment the fundamental nature of an inductive proof. Inductive proofs on naturals depend on the following axioms: (by “number” throughout, I mean “non-negative integer”.)
• Zero is a number.
• Every number k has a successor number called k + 1.
• If something is true for zero, and it being true for k implies it is true its successor, then it is true of all numbers.
So the idea is that we prove a property for zero, and then we prove that if the property holds for k, then it also holds for k+1. That implies that it holds for 0+1, which implies that it holds for 1+1, which implies that it holds for 2+1, and so on, so we deduce that it applies to all numbers.
This is the standard form in which inductive reasoning is explained for numbers, but this is not the only form that induction can take; in fact this kind of induction is properly called “simple induction”. Here’s another form of induction:
Prove a property for zero, and then prove that if the property holds for k and every number smaller than k, then it also holds for k+1.
This form of induction is called “strong induction”. Simple and strong induction are equivalent; some proofs are easier to do with simple induction and some are easier with strong, but I hope it is clear that they are just variations on the technique.
Well, we can make the same reasoning for Exp:
• An identifier is an expression.
• Every other kind of expression — lambdas, lets, and function calls — is created by combining together a finite number of smaller expressions.
• Suppose we can prove that a property is true for the base case: identifiers. And suppose that we assume that a property is true for a given expression and all of the finite number of smaller expressions that it is composed of. And suppose we can prove from the assumption that then the property holds on every larger expression formed from this expression. Then the property holds on all expressions.
That’s just a sketch to get the idea across; actually making a formally correct description of this kind of induction, and showing that it is logically justified, would take us very far afield indeed. But suffice to say, we could do so, and are justified in using inductive reasoning on expressions.
Before we go on I want to consider a few more interesting facts about induction. Pause for a moment and think about why induction works. Because I was sloppy before; I left some important facts off the list of stuff you need to make induction work.
Suppose for example I make up a new number. Call it Bob. Bob is not the successor of any number, and it is not zero either. Bob has a successor — Bob+1, obviously. Now suppose we have a proof by induction: we prove that something is true for 0, we prove that if it is true for k then it is true for k+1. Have we proved it for all numbers? Nope! We never proved it for Bob, which is not zero and not the successor of any number!
Induction requires that every number be “reachable” by some finite number of applications of the successor relationship to the smallest number, zero. One of the axioms we need to add to our set is that zero is the only number that is the successor of no number.
The property that expressions in Exp share with integers is: every expression in Exp is either an identifier, or is formed from one or more strictly smaller expressions. There is no “Bob” expression in Exp; there’s no expression that we can’t get to by starting from identifiers and combining them together via lets, lambdas and function calls. And therefore if we can start from identifiers and work our way out, breadth-first, to all the successor expressions, then we will eventually get all expressions. Just as if we start from zero and keep adding one, we eventually get to all numbers.
Induction is really a very powerful technique; it applies in any case where there are irreducible base cases, and where application of successorship rules eventually gets to all possible things.
Back to the paper.
Basically the way the proof would proceed is: we’d start with the base case: does our deductive system guarantee that if A ⊢ x:σ for an identifier x then A ⊨ x:σ? That’s our base case, and it’s pretty obviously true. Suppose we have the assumption A = {x:σ}. By assumption, the value of x at runtime must be from type scheme σ. By the TAUT rule, we can deduce that A ⊢ x:σ. And plainly A ⊨ x:σ is true; by assumption x will have a value from σ! Our base case holds.
Next we would assume that A ⊢ k:σ implies A ⊨ k:σ, and then ask the question “can we show that for every possible successor k’ of k, A ⊢ k':σ' implies A ⊨ k':σ'“? If we can show that, then by the inductive property of expressions, it must be true for all expressions that A ⊢ e:σ implies A ⊨ e:σ.
The actual proof would be a bit trickier than that because of course some of the successors require two expressions, and so we’d have to reason about that carefully.
These proofs are extraordinarily tedious, and you learn very little from them. Thus the proof is omitted from the paper.
There are two more sketch proofs in this section. We’ll cover them next time, and then that will finish off the section on the deductive system.
Excessive explanation, part eighteen
Over the last two episodes we gave the rules of the deductive system. The paper now gives an example of using that deductive system to derive the type of a complicated expression. The way it is laid out on the page makes it difficult to reproduce here and to annotate, so I’ll take some small editorial liberties and “linearize” it a bit.
The following example of a derivation is organised as a tree, in
which each node follows from those immediately above it by an
inference rule.
x:α ⊢ x:α
⊢ (λx.x):α → α
⊢ (λx.x):∀α(α → α) (1)
The (1) indicates that I’m going to use this fact that we’ve derived later.
Let’s go through this carefully.
We start with a tautology, and therefore need no facts. We logically deduce that if we make the assumption that x:α we can logically deduce that x:α, unsurprisingly.
Now this becomes the fact that is fed into the next rule, ABS. Notice that below the second line we just have a turnstile with nothing to the left of it. This means that we can derive this conclusion from no assumptions whatsoever. Read the ABS rule carefully to make sure that you understand why this is.
This conclusion should make sense: we don’t need any assumptions about the types of any variables to know that the identity lambda is a function from α to α.
And now perhaps you understand why I said last time that the GEN rule is a bit subtle. Here we have α free in the type, but not free in the set of assumptions. (The set of assumptions is empty, so plainly there are no free type variables in it!) It is perfectly valid for us to turn the free type variable into a quantified type variable, and deduce that yes, the identity function is a function from α to α for any α you care to name.
All right, let’s start over. We won’t use any of the facts we’ve just deduced in this next derivation. We’ll start over from scratch.
i:∀α(α → α) ⊢ i:∀α(α → α)
i:∀α(α → α) ⊢ i:(α → α) → (α → α) (2)
The tautology says that if i is a function from α to α, then i is a function from α to α. I hope we agree that is true!
Now we can make that more specific if we want to by using the INST rule. Since that is true for any α, it is in particular true for the type (α → α). These are different alphas than the alphas in ∀α(α → α)! We could have just as easily said i:(β → β) → (β → β), and it would have been more clear.
This is one of the things that is most confusing about academic papers: that they seem to deliberately use the same symbols to mean different things on the same line, like symbols are really expensive or something. I push back in code review when people do that in programming languages, and I wish they would not do it in papers either.
All right, so far we’ve deduced (1) (λx.x) is ∀α(α → α), and (2) if we have a proof that i is ∀α(α → α) then we can use i somewhere that an (α → α) → (α → α) is needed. Now let’s make a third deduction starting again from nothing:
i:∀α(α → α) ⊢ i:α → α (3)
Wait, isn’t that the derivation we just made over again?
Not quite. It’s subtly different. Here we’re saying that i:∀α(α → α) implies that i:α → α. Again these are different alphas!
Now we can apply the COMB rule to facts (2) and (3). Go back and read the COMB rule and make sure you understand why facts (2) and (3) can be used here.
(2) (3)
i:∀α(α → α) ⊢ i i:α → α (4)
This says that if i is a function from α to α, then so is (i i).
Finally, we can put facts (1) and (4) together using the LET rule to derive the type of a complicated expression:
(1) (4)
⊢ (let i = (λx.x) in i i):α → α
Here we have an expression that combines the four kinds of expression in Exp: let, lambda, application and identifier. And we derive that from no assumptions whatsoever, we can figure out the type of this complex expression; it’s a function from α to α.
This should not be a surprise: if you pass an identity function to itself, you get an identity function, and an identity function is of type α → α. But it is pretty neat that we can make a set of logical deductions that gets us starting from nothing, and ending with this correct conclusion.
But how, you might ask, did we even come up with that derivation? What we need is an algorithm that takes an expression and produces a derivation that the expression is of a particular type; such an algorithm is a type inference algorithm!
Next time we’ll discuss the “semantic soundness” of the algorithm, and give a sketch proof.
The chess mystery, solved
Happy St. Valentine’s Day all. To solve the Smullyan retrograde chess puzzle posted yesterday, the first question to ask is “is the black king actually in check, or not?” In a great many retro problems the first task is to determine who is to move, and knowing that one or the other side is in check is the easiest way to do that.
Suppose the answer is “black is not in check”. In that case there is only one place that the white king can be:
Great. Is this the answer? No. Because now white is in check. Twice. You can’t end a move in check. Therefore black just moved one of the pieces on the board in order to deliver that double check. Which one? It certainly was not the black king. But there is nowhere that the black rook or black bishop could have moved from such that white was not already in check by the other black piece! Since white did not end a move in check, it is impossible for the white king to be on B3.
Therefore the black king is in check after all. So it is black’s move. Some white piece now on the board must have moved in order to deliver that check. Which piece was it? There are only two: the white bishop and the white king. Suppose it was the bishop. Now we have the same problem again: where did the white bishop come from to deliver the check, such that black was not already in check? Nowhere, that’s where.
Therefore: black is in check. The check was a discovered check caused by the white king moving away from B3. There are only two squares that the white king can move to from B3 such that the white king is not moving into check.
Therefore: black is in check, the check was delivered by moving the white king from B3 to either A3 or C3.
Hold on a minute! Didn’t we just argue previously that the white king could not possibly have been on B3? No. We just argued that the white king could not be on B3 with the board as it is at present because there is no piece that could have delivered the double check. But the white king could have been on B3 on a board in the past with an additional black piece on it, a piece that was just captured by white, and it was that piece which delivered the seemingly-impossible double check.
So: at some point in the past the white king was on B3. Black made a move of some piece that ended on either A3 or C3, which double-checked white. White responded by taking that piece and giving a discovered check to black.
What now-taken black piece could possibly deliver that double check by moving to A3 or C3? There is only one possibility, but to see what it is we’ll need to go back a few moves.
Here’s a possible board position a few moves ago; black is to move:
It’s not required that the board have looked like this, but it is possible. Retro enthusiasts refer to this as an “unlocked” position. That is, there is no obvious impediment to legally getting from the starting position to this board position, and there are many ways to do so. From the unlocked position we then have the only possible sequence of moves that ends in the position given in the statement of the puzzle:
Black takes the knight and calls check:
White blocks the check by moving the pawn up two spaces:
Black delivers the “impossible” double check by capturing en passant:
And white captures the pawn and calls check:
…leaving the white king on C3.
There is no way to get a black piece that reveals the double check to A3, so this is the only possible solution. Can white force a draw? Who cares! Retros are about figuring out the past, not about what the outcome of the game will be.
If you like this sort of puzzle — and believe me, they get a lot more complicated than that! — Smullyan’s two books on the subject are both delightful. And if you do, a word of advice: pawns can capture en passant, pawns don’t have to promote to a queen, and just because pieces are on their starting squares doesn’t mean they’ve never moved!
Why should I be worried about dying?
It’s not going to happen in my lifetime!
Thus logician, philosopher and puzzle-constructor Raymond Smullyan, who died last week at the age of 97.
I started reading Smullyan when I was a teenager; I don’t remember whether I read This Book Needs No Title (about philosophy) or What Is The Name Of This Book? (puzzles) first, but whichever it was started a lifetime of enjoyment of both. His philosophy was decidedly playful. In one of his books he dispenses with the question “Does a dog have the Buddha-nature?” with Of course a dog has the Buddha-nature! You just have to look at some dogs to know that.
His puzzles were deceptively simple and quickly ended up being disguised versions of some very difficult topics in first order logic, combinatory logic, Boolean logic, and so on. Though he was most famous for his “Island of Knights and Knaves” puzzles, where knights can only tell the truth an knaves can only lie, he produced a great many puzzles on other topics. To Mock A Mockingbird, in which combinators are thinly disguised as singing birds, is a particular favourite; it changed my understanding of the fundamentals of computer programming.
Among my favourites of all his puzzles though were his two books of absolutely delightful retrograde chess puzzles. Most chess puzzles consider the future: from this position, what should white play next to ensure a mate? Retro puzzles are not concerned with the future, but rather the past; what had to happen in the game in order to arrive at this position?
Here’s my favourite Smullyan retro, which was on the cover of my copy of Chess Mysteries of the Arabian Nights:
The white king has been removed from the board; your task is to deduce where it goes. There is only one square where the white king can be such that the position is possible to produce in a legal game of chess. (Note that I said legal, and not sensible!)
Leave your thoughts in the comments and I’ll give the answer later this week.
Excessive explanation, part seventeen
Last time we discussed the syntax for logical deductions that is common in academia: facts above, deductions below, a line between them. We discussed the tautology rule and the instance rule. Today: more rules.
A ⊢ e:σ
GEN: ------------ ( α not free in A )
A ⊢ e:∀ασ
This is the “generic” rule: if you have some fact about an expression, then that fact is also true when quantified over all types. For example, if we know that A ⊢ e:int→int then we also know that we can make up a type variable α, and no matter what value we give the type variable, the expression is still of that type.
Exercise: Do you see why α must not be free? Suppose α is free in A; can you find an example of how the GEN rule produces an invalid conclusion if we were to allow this?
Now, you might say that it is obvious that if something is true, then it is also true even when we give any old value to a type variable that is not even involved. And yes, that’s obvious. It’s good that it is obvious! All these rules should be obviously correct.
What I just said was a bit of an “intuition pump”, because it is actually a bit subtle. Do you see why? Just because α is not free in A does not imply that α is not free in σ! So why is it legal to make this quantification over a variable free in σ only if it is not free in A? Ponder that briefly.
If after pondering it was not clear, don’t worry. It is a lot easier to understand these subtleties by looking at a realistic example, which we will do next time on FAIC.
In our next rule we have two facts above the line, which we have not yet seen:
A ⊢ e:τ' → τ A ⊢ e':τ'
A ⊢ (e e'):τ
If we have a function from τ' to τ, and an expression of type τ', then the expression “pass the value to the function” is of type τ.
Just like in C#: if we have a function F that takes a string and returns an int, and e is an expression of type string, then F(e) is an expression of type int. Easy peasy.
If you think we need to have at least one rule for every possible kind of expression in Exp, you’re right! Fortunately there are only four kinds of expressions: identifiers, function calls, lambdas, and let expressions. We’ve already seen the first two, so it should be no surprise that the next rule is for lambdas.
This rule is a little more complicated:
Ax ∪ { x:τ' } ⊢ e:τ
A ⊢ (λx.e):τ' → τ
Let’s sort this one out carefully.
Suppose we have a set of assumptions A that might or might not contain a judgment for identifier x. If it does, remove it. To that, add a judgment that says that x is of type τ'. And suppose from that set of assumptions we can deduce that expression e is of type τ.
That implies that from assumptions A, we can deduce that λx.e is a function from τ' to τ.
Why do we need to say Ax ∪ { x:τ' } instead of simply A ∪ { x:τ' }? Because we said at the beginning of this chapter that all sets of assumptions would contain at most one judgment for any identifier. But A ∪ { x:τ' } might contain two judgments for x, if A already contains a judgment for x.
Leaving aside the mechanisms of adding and removing judgments from a set of assumptions, I hope the rule is sensible. If knowing that x is of type τ' allows us to deduce that e is of type τ, then λx.e can be used anywhere we need a function from τ' to τ.
Notice that it does not matter whether A contains a judgment for x or not. If it does not, fine. If it does, then who cares? λx.e defines a new variable x that shadows any existing x in the environment.
We’ve seen rules for identifiers, function applications and lambdas. There is only one rule left, which describes how typing works for let expressions. Again, it takes two facts and produces a third.
A ⊢ e:σ Ax ∪ { x:σ } ⊢ e':τ
A ⊢ (let x = e in e'):τ
This is very similar to the rule for lambdas. If e is of type scheme σ, and identifier x being of type scheme σ implies that e' is of type τ, then the type of the corresponding let expression is τ. Again, we need to do a little scut work to make sure that the identifier x is treated properly, but I hope the rule is clear.
These are the only rules of the deductive system. Next time we’ll go through an example of how to use the rules to start with nothing, and from that deduce some facts about identity functions.
Excessive explanation, part sixteen
All right, so far we’ve mostly been talking about jargon and background information. Now we’re actually going to get into the meat of the thing here. What we want is (1) a formal definition of what logical steps we are justified in using to determine what the type scheme of an expression is, when evaluated in a particular environment, and (2) an algorithm that produces a valid sequence of logical steps that ends in a type scheme for the expression.
How are we going to do that? First things first:
5 Type inference
From now on we shall assume that A contains at most one assumption
about each identifier x. Ax stands for removing any assumption about
x from A.
That notation is a bit vexing, but I hope it is clear.
For assumptions A, expression e and type-scheme σ we write
A ⊢ e:σ
if this instance may be derived from the following inference rules:
Note that this is a single turnstile. Last time we used the double turnstile to mean “from a collection of typed identifiers A, we can logically deduce that an expression e has type scheme σ“. It appears that we mean the same thing by the single turnstile, but does it?
The subtle difference is “may be derived from the following inference rules”. The single turnstile means that we actually could produce a valid sequence of particular logical rules that get us to the type judgment.
But we’re getting ahead of ourselves.
I started this series because I get the question quite frequently “I tried to read this paper and I couldn’t understand the notation”. In particular, people who have no experience with the standard notation for logical deductions have a bad reaction to this notation, but really it is very straightforward. The syntax is:
RULE: ------------ ( ADDITIONAL NOTES )
So, stuff you know already goes on top. The name of the deduction rule goes on the left. The deduction that this rule allows you to make goes below the line, and any additional notes about the rule go in parens beside it.
The deductions of course are themselves just facts, so we can put a line below the deductions, and make even more deductions, and so on.
In our particular deductive system, all facts and deductions will be of the form A ⊢ e:σ where again, A is a set of identifiers with types, e is an expression, and σ is a type scheme. Remember, the turnstile means “there exists a sequence of logical deductions that justifies this typing judgment”.
We call a sequence of logical deductions of this form a “derivation” of the result.
Let’s start with the easiest rule; a rule so easy you might think it isn’t necessary:
TAUT: ---------- ( x:σ ∈ A )
A ⊢ x:σ
A “tautology” is a statement that is necessarily true by its form. “All X that are Y are Y” is a true statement no matter what we substitute for X and Y.
This rule has no facts at all above the line; tautologies are necessarily true irrespective of any particular facts. The notes on the side say that for this rule to apply, identifier x must have type scheme σ in assumptions A. Given that, we logically deduce that, surprise, from assumptions A we can deduce that the expression x is an expression of type σ.
So why do we need this rule? Because remember what the single turnstile means. The single turnstile means that we can deduce the type scheme of an identifier by producing a derivation: a sequence of logical deductions drawn from a specific set of rules. It’s not enough to say that obviously, if an assumption is true then it is true. We have to have a rule that says that so that we can use that rule in a valid sequence of rules.
Let’s look at a very slightly harder one.
A ⊢ e:σ
INST: ---------- ( σ > σ' )
A ⊢ e:σ'
The “instance” rule is: if we can logically deduce from assumptions A that e is of type σ, then we can also logically deduce from assumptions A that e is of a smaller type σ'.
For example, suppose we already know that A ⊢ x:∀α(α → α). Then with this rule we can deduce further that A ⊢ x:(int → int). If we have enough evidence to deduce that x is a function from α to α for any type α then we have enough evidence to deduce that it a function from integers to integers.
This might seem a bit weird to you. Isn’t this backwards?
If in C# we deduced that x was of type Mammal, we would not consider that to be evidence for a deduction that it was of a smaller type, Giraffe. We’d consider it to be of a larger type, Animal. However, there’s another way to think of it: in C# if we deduced that x was of type Mammal, we would know that any Giraffe was a valid value for x, but not necessarily any Animal. That’s the kind of inference we’re doing here.
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Fluke the Jack Russell
Meet little Fluke the Jack Russell. Fluke is a 4 year Jack Russell Terrier who was rehomed from a local lady who could not keep her any longer. Fluke is a delight and lives with the owners two other dogs, Gus and Fidget. The three dogs show in the Blog. Fluke is the smallest of course but she is certainly the boss! She is a typical energetic Jack Russell, loyal, loving and tenacious but also has a very timid side.
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Ernst Höllerhagen (1912-56) Jazz clarinetist / saxophonist. He also played the violin and accordion. The greatest German jazz musician of the Swing era, invaluable member of theTeddy Stauffer Orchestra.
Ernst Höllerhagen. He was considered extremely talented. It has been said that he bid farewell to a Gestapo officer who wanted to forbid jazz music with „Heil Benny Goodman“.
Hazy Osterwald: That wasn’t exactly true. Höllerhagen was truly one of the best musicians of that time. The Nazis frowned on jazz and declared it decadent. Höllerhagen was in Teddy Stauffer’s orchestra the ''Original Teddies“ and came with him from Germany to Switzerland. He stayed here in contrast to many musicians from the orchestra who went home during the war. He had a girlfriend in England that he always visited. And now to your anecdote: the musicians who played in Germany at the time liked to make fun of the Nazis. I only know that they always raised their hand and shouted “3 Liters” instead of “Heil Hitler” (laughs). He never told me the anecdote with “Heil Benny Goodman“ but he was imprisoned for several days because of a similar joke. He was a musician in my orchestra for a long time and we were good friends.
He had a facial paralysis and sometimes couldn’t play the clarinet. During these periods he played the violin a lot. Only a few people knew of this other passion of Höllerhagen’s. I admired him as a musician and we travelled all over Europe together.
Ernst Höllerhagen, 1929
Once while on tour in Copenhagen, Benny Goodman and his band suddenly came into the club where we were playing. Your interview-partner Dick Hyman was also there with us and I met this amazing pianist there for the first time. Höllerhagen was with us on stage and played brilliantly as usual. Benny Goodman turned his back on his own people and table and listened attentively to our concert, which he clearly enjoyed. He came up to us and told Höllerhagen, that he had never heard such a talented clarinettist in Europe and congratulated him. That was a tremendous compliment, not only for Höllerhagen, but also for me and the whole orchestra.
The paralysis symptoms eventually got better, but they came back and, in 1956, Höllerhagen took his own life in a hotel room in Interlaken, Switzerland. The suicide was directly related to his illness. It was rumoured that he killed himself over a girl, but I don’t believe that. I don’t know who that girl should have been.
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Hildegard Knef [1925 - 2002]
She was born in Ulm. She began studying acting at the age of 14, in 1940. She appeared in several films before the fall of the Third Reich, but most were released only afterward. During the Battle of Berlin, Knef dressed as a soldier in order to stay with her lover Ewald von Demandowsky, and joined him in the defence of Schmargendorf. The Soviets captured her and sent her to a prison camp. | mini_pile | {'original_id': '772594c7eed85b279f11b1d256ab3cf57fa5c2a6c4389c5c3c6ebab6f6a9127c'} |
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Dreams. A developmental and longitudinal perspective.
In young children's dreams the infantile wish appears almost undisguised. Freud used this prototypical expression and representation of the infantile wish in a child's dream to bolster his conviction that the infantile wish was at the genetic root of adults' dreams as well. As development proceeds, a child's dream grows in disguise and complexity. This study of one analysand's dreams at age 5, 13, and 20 addresses the complexity from a longitudinal point of view and attempts to track the infantile wish through all of its developmental vicissitudes and disguises. | mini_pile | {'original_id': '76f2ecea8f4e97df27d3274e974df4ef5167c2bccc4c8be7ecefb145ded74861'} |
Swiss Q&A #2 the answers
Thanks to everyone for asking questions. I hope i can give you a better insight into the Swiss tech tree with my answers.
Here we go:
-Would you consider Austrian tanks as premiums in a tech tree?
-Also, are there any Austrian tanks that could be fitted into the Swiss tree?
Since the Saurer RK-9 is gonna be the tier 1 tank in order to prevent another Renault FT to be the tier 1 tank. It should be possible for WG to add the SK-105, however i have no power or knowledge over where WG will add the SK-105, in the swiss tree it could either be a premium tier 8 TD or maybe a tier 10 light tank alternative in case the swiss tier 10 light tank would be rejected. The other option is that WG throw it into the german tree or a standalone premium. Only time will tell.
-What would be the pre tech tree premium for the Swiss tanks?
-Will they bring a Swiss Premium out before the Swiss tech tree. That being asked, what tank would be a worthy premium to give a taste of what’s to come?
Personally i have suggested the Laupen 14t as a pre tech tree premium, what WG does with that suggestion is up to them. But it would be a no brainer as it would be the perfect and only fit for tier 6.
-What premiums do you see as feasible in the med line and heavy line
For the medium line we’d have: Laupen 14t at tier 6, Laupen 16t Autoloader at tier 7, Lansen Variante C at tier 8 ( sorry SP15, it wasn’t me who came up with that but it’s the only feasible tier 8 premium medium tank option) and for our dear CW friends we’d have Panzer 61 AA9 at tier 10 ( Panzer 61 AA9 is a Panzer 61 upgraded to Panzer 68 standards but still with it’s old engine and tracks)
And the heavy line would have the Tiger II, likely at tier 7, maybe tier 8.
-Since the “german” tier 8 premium medium tank, Panzer 58 Mutz is technically swiss, any chance we’ll be seeing a regular version in the swiss tech tree? (maybe the one with the 20 pdr gun?)
-As in the past, tanks of a certain nation (to be introduced) have existed in other tech trees (usually as captured or lend-lease tanks) ( i.e. the Matilda IV in the Russian tree and the German H35). Now, we have the Panzer 58 Mutz in the German tree; is this a justification for a Swiss tree?
-In addition, will this tree have its own Panzer 58 option?
I do not know what will happen to the German Panzer 58, however knowing what happened to previous trees and pre existing tanks of that nation (Churchill, Matilda, Panzer T-25) i think the Panzer 58 would stay in the german tree. However Switzerland will have it’s own Panzer 58 variation: The real Panzer 58 prototype with a different suspension as the second prototype and all production vehicles. This vehicle is known as KW 30/57 and is the regular swiss medium tank.
-So…what’s gonna be the Swiss colour?
Since WG loves it black, I’ll propose a black paint. Schattenschwarz to be exact.
-Why the Swiss tech tree? Surely the Italian tech tree is the next logical step?
Since i really liked NDIVER’s answer i’m gonna post that one instead:
Because the Italian tree has lot of unique low tier tanks but terribly lacks of unique hier tiers that are not clones or directly derived of German / American tanks (top tiers would be Panther, Pershing, and derived from M47 Patton and the Leopard with autoloader IS-3A-like), contrary to the Swiss tree that has clones / derived only in the first tiers.
-How can you get Wargaming to listen to this proposal? In my opinion, the trees seem to be structured well, and I feel there would be sufficient interest from the player base towards Swiss tanks. What is the next step? Perhaps to contact Wargaming? If they rebuff you, the interest shown on this website alone should be reason enough for them to even consider this tech tree as a possibility.
Who said that WG didn’t already know, paid me for my research and have all the data for the Medium line? 🙂 My goal with these articles and the Q&A is it to push WG to hurry up and release non premiums for a change.
-Why would someone need the Swiss Tanks when they never participated in a War so they never were in usage?
It isn’t a requirement for nations to have fought in wars, if that would be a factor then we’d have never seen the Swedish tree in WoT. And besides, having an army with Tanks makes it harder to invade, no matter if the nation is neutral or not.
-With the Swedish tech tree receiving tank destroyers, lights, mediums and heavies but no artillery what is the chance of seeing a Swiss arty line?
As far as i am aware, Sweden should get a SPG line as well. As for Switzerland’s SPG line, one is technically possible but whether WG is eager to add any SPGs in the future is unknown.
-Is there any tank destroyer that can fit the tier 2 slot in your proposal?
Not directly, one option would be to cheat a little and take the Carden Loyd Mk. VI which the switzerland used and replace the MG11 with a 4.7 cm AT gun. But that isn’t an urgent problem nor is there a need for a tier 2 TD so if the players really want one, there would be a solution, which is not historically accurate though.
-I see there are a lot of unique Swiss tanks that could be implemented. Is WG likely to add a Swiss tree in your eyes? Would an Italian tree or Polish tree still have priority over the Swiss even though neither of those nations can really even make a single unique line?
-Do you think any new nations are in the foreseeable future at all? Maybe new lines to existing tech trees have priority, such as Sweden?
There are rumors that either Italy or Poland could come in 2018, i can not confirm that though as I have no insight in the WoT development.
-Can you make a basic tech tree diagram of your proposed lines
Already working on it, and it’s gonna be more than just basic. 😉
-A Swiss tech tree is possible, but how unique would it be? Would Swiss tanks play similarly to German or Swedish tanks? The Swiss seem to promote high firepower but, when it comes to the armor, it’s pretty lackluster on some designs.
Besides that, just for curiosity, will they speak Hochschweizdeutsch or simply Schweizdeutsch? Swiss German differs quite a lot from the normal German, so it would be a shame to not have Swiss crews use their own national dialect.
The playstyle for the Mediums would be similar to that of Germany and Japan, good mobility while still having armor that can bounce.
The Light tanks would play similarly to the German ones.
The Heavy tanks would be similar to that of the Chieftain.
TDs would have a very german line as well with decently armored TDs with average mobility at low and mid tier and Kanonenjagdpanzer like tanks on high tiers.
And the Swiss SPG line would play just like any other SPG line, they would just be turreted from tier 7 and up.
As for what language they’ll speak, hopefully they bother to record new voice lines for Switzerland, and then it really depends from what part of switzerland the VAs comes. While Switzerland officially has 4 national languages, if you’d ask a swiss he’d say there are 26, one for each canton.
Just to show my point, here’s a song that shows it pretty well.
-You said the Laupen 30t is basically the first design of the KW30 ? Do you mean that it should be considered ingame as element of the KW30, like the suspension giving Laupen 30t –> KW30 ? (same for the turret)
The Laupen 30t does not exist, the only Laupen tanks that did exist were 14t and 16t. What you likely mean is KW30/ 1950.
-Would it be possible to have the Laupen 16t as a medium, and the Laupen 14t as a high tier light tank (an equivalent to the LTTB or M41 Bulldog) ? Or the opposite ?
Both of them would be mediums due to the reason mentioned farther up in the Q&A, it is a crucial part of the whole prerelease premium problem. However the swiss light tank line is already fleshed out and has some interesting vehicles. We even have a swiss built tier 8 premium light tank.
-Would you consider in a tree an interbranch link like G-13 -> Laupen 16t?
There will be some for sure, however they won’t be go from TD to medium, but rather the opposite.
-Would you make the secondary branches starting from the tier 8 or from the tier 9?
They’ll start from tier 8.
-Any idea of the Panzer 68 Lamborghini is related to the NkPz? (the hull look relatively similar)
There is no mention of the NKPz in the Panzer 68 Lamborghini, it is likely that the NKPz based its design of the Lamborghini. I’d have to do more research, it could also be a coincidence that they have almost the same design.
-I’ve been surprised when i saw the first blueprints and 3D models of the differences in term of frontal shape for the turrets of the VFZ 69 between the blueprints and wood models. Any hints why? Bad mockup?
As i have never made a wooden mockup of anything it’s hard to tell, but my guess is that it’s not that easy making a wooden mockup of a tank which is shaped like that.
-No relationship at all between the KW30 / Panzer 58 and Indien Panzer ? Pure convergence in term of design?
Yeah i have no idea where the myth came from that KW30/ Panzer 58 is based of the Indien Panzer. I can say with certainty however that it’s completely wrong. Swiss designers didn’t look at the Indien Panzer, but rather at the M48 patton for the design of Panzer 58.
-Is the 15cm Haubitze 42/46 auf Panzer 58 the same as the Panzerkanone 61?
Not at all, it’s a 15 cm Gun mounted on the chassis of the Panzer 58. And the Panzerkanone 61 persé doesn’t exist, there was the Panzerkanone 68 on the chassis of a Panzer 61, but that vehicle is still called Panzerkanone 68.
-Is the Panzerkanone 61 really a SPG (the famous ‘earlier prototypes were on the Panzer 61 chassis’) or just a misunderstanding concerning a gun?
See above.
-No Panzerhaubitze 66/74 as second tier 10 SPG in your tree?
No, we rather use the gun of the Panzerhaubitze 66/74 as the top gun for Panzerhaubitze 66.
-Is the H+W 15t related to the Laupen tanks?
Same situation as with KW 30 1950, no it isn’t. Even though they’re designed at pretty much the same time, they have nothing in common.
-For the artys, you put the 10,5 cm Selbstfahrhaubitze AMX 13 in Tier VI
And the 15cm Selbstfahrkanone Panzer 51 in Tier VII
It is possible to exchange the places of these two artys in the third parties?
Yeah i’ve already swapped them, not we wave Non turreted SPGs followed by turreted SPGs
-I read that there would be a Kanonenjagpanzer HS-30, a TD version of the HS-30 with its barrel mounted in the Hull. Is it true? If so, can it be used on WOT?
It can be used in WoT, however it would be a german vehicle as it was built in germany and we have no need for it.
-Can you make an article about premium tanks?
Wargaming is above all a company, and it is a part of its money on premiums,
can you make an article to talk about the tanks you prefer to see in premium?
Rather than let WG do and risk a crappy stuff …
I could indeed work on an Article like that. Didn’t know people actually want to hear about more premiums considering that’s all that WG does lately. Pump out premium tanks.
10 comments on “Swiss Q&A #2 the answers
1. RAD FROOD 25 says:
Seriously good answers, tbh from a console perspective I’d rather have these than the mercenary line. They all look and sound like a fun grind
2. phdrvrba says:
God I hate the “what will be the playstyle” questions on these proposals. It’s new tanks to fight with and against, no goddamn style needed ffs >_>
3. Liam says:
I don’t think the term grind belongs in your sentence next to the word grind
4. Aditya says:
Thanks for answering… The black colour is gonna be cool.
5. Kanonia says:
I can’t wait to see Swiss tanks in WoT. Honestly, I think they’re more interesting than Italian/Polish tanks personally, and I really want to see Swiss cheese on the consumables list.
6. ndiver says:
Thanks for taking the time to reply to all these answers (including the many I had) and debunking some points on Swiss tanks 🙂
7. john bohn says:
question, since Switzerland speaks 3 languages, what language will a swiss crew speak?
8. Anonymous says:
Language and an austrian premium tank: In that case WG would have to record also different voice lines for austrian german for only one tank, because the accent is different and Schweizerdeutsch wouldn’t fit in there at all. Both would sound quiet hilarious probably 😛
9. PUNISHER989 says:
That warm feeling you get when your question makes in into the Q&A.
and your answer that you is what you want to hear.
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Scientific Data Visualization
Shravan Veerapaneni, Assistant Professor, Mathematics; Eric Maslowski, U-M 3-D Lab
November 2015
Scientific data usually involves many variables, often evolving dynamically, and requiring high-dimensional representation. Using visualization to effectively manipulate the data can prove challenging. In this workshop we began exploring novel methods of scientific visualization. Apart from post-processing, is there potential to use visualization even as a basis for models? Shravan Veerapaneni lead the discussion, and Eric Maslowski from the U-M 3d lab gave a brief talk about the university’s resources and how they can be used to improve our visualization methods. | dclm_baseline | {'bff_contained_ngram_count_before_dedupe': '0', 'language_id_whole_page_fasttext': "{'en': 0.9075300693511964}", 'metadata': "{'Content-Length': '188359', 'Content-Type': 'application/http; msgtype=response', 'WARC-Block-Digest': 'sha1:FXJLA4RJV2VG5RY4ANN77JI4FK7E4Y37', 'WARC-Concurrent-To': '<urn:uuid:c1f97439-5146-4661-9a9a-d21cd91242f8>', 'WARC-Date': datetime.datetime(2021, 1, 15, 21, 14, 4), 'WARC-IP-Address': '141.211.186.141', 'WARC-Identified-Payload-Type': 'text/html', 'WARC-Payload-Digest': 'sha1:Q25VKP2KD6ENZQBWXKUE24UA2DOXEFL5', 'WARC-Record-ID': '<urn:uuid:9890e1ef-6b24-48c0-98ce-6cf44bddd028>', 'WARC-Target-URI': 'https://micde.umich.edu/meetings/veerapaneni-november-2015/', 'WARC-Type': 'response', 'WARC-Warcinfo-ID': '<urn:uuid:dcb10cf7-3bbd-468b-9343-be1a37ea33e8>', 'WARC-Truncated': None}", 'previous_word_count': '95', 'url': 'https://micde.umich.edu/meetings/veerapaneni-november-2015/', 'warcinfo': 'isPartOf: CC-MAIN-2021-04\r\npublisher: Common Crawl\r\ndescription: Wide crawl of the web for January 2021\r\noperator: Common Crawl Admin (info@commoncrawl.org)\r\nhostname: ip-10-67-67-217.ec2.internal\r\nsoftware: Apache Nutch 1.17 (modified, https://github.com/commoncrawl/nutch/)\r\nrobots: checked via crawler-commons 1.2-SNAPSHOT (https://github.com/crawler-commons/crawler-commons)\r\nformat: WARC File Format 1.1\r\nconformsTo: http://iipc.github.io/warc-specifications/specifications/warc-format/warc-1.1/', 'fasttext_openhermes_reddit_eli5_vs_rw_v2_bigram_200k_train_prob': '0.7042795419692993', 'original_id': '2e02236fb398cc45b126318dc72341886ad076e5936d3a1bd0e37488629ffd65'} |
Water Prints, stilled from the sky are nature’s fingerprints upon the land. Wind and water and volcanism have brought the stain and they have dyed the firmament. In lead and carbon I dream, I re-live the day’s flight in an endless cycle of repetition. I imagine the underside of a bird’s wing drawing down upon the land to imprints its quills upon the surface. I see a giant tortoise dragging the pattern of her lower shell across the valley floor. The buffalo hooves thundering down the hillsides. The soft underside of my mind not wanting to leave the air, replays its true essence, its bodiless freedom for my semi-conscious mind to view. It is a reminder of who I am and who we really are which is boundless spirits tied to this ground but for a short time. | dclm_baseline | {'bff_contained_ngram_count_before_dedupe': '0', 'language_id_whole_page_fasttext': "{'en': 0.9458671808242798}", 'metadata': "{'Content-Length': '21792', 'Content-Type': 'application/http; msgtype=response', 'WARC-Block-Digest': 'sha1:YX3PC4RINJGLKRWNW5HYTQ4VBGZMTRIG', 'WARC-Concurrent-To': '<urn:uuid:bddf2701-a365-4b03-aee3-f241fc06363d>', 'WARC-Date': datetime.datetime(2019, 5, 23, 2, 58, 1), 'WARC-IP-Address': '99.84.181.35', 'WARC-Identified-Payload-Type': 'text/html', 'WARC-Payload-Digest': 'sha1:GRUZRTYALYYRE3BIMJJYTEVZEVSO2T5U', 'WARC-Record-ID': '<urn:uuid:9e0a1908-6fab-4dc7-ac7f-acbb741b24c3>', 'WARC-Target-URI': 'https://colinfinlay.carbonmade.com/projects/4177320', 'WARC-Type': 'response', 'WARC-Warcinfo-ID': '<urn:uuid:5f116ba3-6671-454b-a9b4-a7c39d8fae3c>', 'WARC-Truncated': None}", 'previous_word_count': '139', 'url': 'https://colinfinlay.carbonmade.com/projects/4177320', 'warcinfo': 'isPartOf: CC-MAIN-2019-22\r\npublisher: Common Crawl\r\ndescription: Wide crawl of the web for May 2019\r\noperator: Common Crawl Admin (info@commoncrawl.org)\r\nhostname: ip-10-99-168-2.ec2.internal\r\nsoftware: Apache Nutch 1.15 (modified, https://github.com/commoncrawl/nutch/)\r\nrobots: checked via crawler-commons 1.1-SNAPSHOT (https://github.com/crawler-commons/crawler-commons)\r\nformat: WARC File Format 1.1\r\nconformsTo: http://iipc.github.io/warc-specifications/specifications/warc-format/warc-1.1/', 'fasttext_openhermes_reddit_eli5_vs_rw_v2_bigram_200k_train_prob': '0.07410925626754761', 'original_id': '651d3938bee2a7b4edb60aa31124ebe1a08e9d93e684ddb917b3f3e918234049'} |
Adobe CEO admits need to 'tweak' Creative Suite's cloud-only policy
Adobe dropped the D-bomb during a Q2 conference call with analysts after admitting some customers are "disappointed" it decided to murder future copies of its boxed Creative Suite.
Clearly top brass at the company were living in er…cloud cuckoo land when they revealed last month that future Creative Suite versions would only be web-based, a move that went down badly with some channel partners and their customers.
The impact of this metamorphosis into SaaS provider was apparent in Adobe's Q2 sales, which slumped ten per cent to $1.01bn as net profit dived 66.8 per cent on a year ago to $76.5m.
CEO Shantanu Narayen talked up the cloud at every turn during the call with financial analysts, stating that the "overwhelming" majority of customers that bought via its website had chosen Creative Cloud rather than CS 6, the last boxed version.
It exited the quarter with 700,000 paid subscriptions in the Digital Media unit, up 221,000 sequentially - the goal is to hit 1.25m by year-end - and he claimed "satisfaction rates are high"
But not among all, he admitted:
"Our decision to discontinue perpetual licensing of new versions of our desktop products has caused concern with some customers," said Narayen.
"While we will still continue to offer CS6 on a perpetual basis, the feedback from our community is important, and we are evaluating additional options that will help them with the transition," he added.
He claimed its "execution" of the Creative Cloud had been "spot on" but admitted it does not yet have a solution.
"We're looking for tweak that would lead to a better customer outcome. We don't have any that we've identified today".
The criticisms from customers centred largely the price, with some suspecting the monthly subscription is just a way to extract more money from users who traditionally skip a generation of software at a time.
Narayen said channel partners are raising "efforts to market and license" the Creative Cloud, increasing adoption of Enterprise Creative Cloud and cross selling the Marketing Cloud.
"We are using our Adobe Marketing Cloud technology to manage and optimise the Creative Cloud customer acquisition process," said Narayen.
In the Q2 numbers, Digital Media unit revenues hit $670m including the Creative product family and the Document Services products, down from $812.5m.
The Digital Marketing business turned over $229.6m, up 17 per cent year-on-year. and Print & Publishing came in at $551m, flat on a year ago. ® | mini_pile | {'original_id': '90bdc7388418b210bcbd9d6e19c9fbc06cd8622def590f6a19ce9f2f9985454c'} |
A Thousand Little Gitmos
How the federal courts turned into star chambers for terrorism cases—and why Obama may keep them that way.
The last person to see Syed Mehmood Hashmi as a free man was his friend Mohammed Haroon Saleem, who on June 6, 2006, drove Hashmi to London's Heathrow Airport, walked him to the security checkpoint, and watched him hoist his bag and head for the gate. But Hashmi never made his flight. At passport control, constables pulled him from the line and told him they had an extradition warrant on behalf of the US government. He was to be charged with aiding Al Qaeda.
Today Hashmi, who is 29, sits in a windowless cell, in solitary confinement. He is not allowed to watch television or listen to the radio or read a newspaper unless it is at least 30 days old and censored. He is not allowed to speak to guards, other inmates, or the media, or to write anyone but his attorney and his family (once a week on three single-sided pages). The only people cleared to visit, besides his lawyer, are his mother and father, but he couldn't see them for three months after he was caught shadowboxing in his cell—an infraction that cost him visiting privileges. Hashmi's lawyer, Sean Maher, says the isolation is slowly driving his client mad.
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Hashmi is not in Guantanamo Bay, nor is he an enemy combatant. He's a US citizen, born in Pakistan and raised in Flushing, Queens, facing trial in federal court in Manhattan. His home for the past two years has been the Special Housing Unit at the Metropolitan Correctional Center, a stone's throw from the Brooklyn Bridge. Hashmi might be guilty, he might not. We may never know—because when he goes before judge and jury later this year he won't get a fair trial. Much of the government's evidence against him is secret, and he can't see it because he doesn't have a security clearance. Maher, who does have a security clearance, can't see much of it either. Maher finds this incredible.
"There are cases across the country where men are being convicted and given astronomical sentences under the most inhumane and draconian conditions possible," says Maher. "Animals at the Bronx Zoo get treated better than this."
As one of his first official acts, President Obama issued an order to shutter Guantanamo and review all US terrorism detention policies. But no change is on the horizon for the dozens of terror cases cycling through the federal court system—some of which, thanks to a range of post-9/11 measures, have come to resemble the kind of jurisprudence practiced at Guantanamo.
Defendants who have never been tried or convicted of anything are locked in solitary confinement, sometimes for years. Evidence is routinely kept secret from the defense. Attorneys are forbidden to reveal classified information even if it's already in the public domain. (Among the materials deemed too hot for public consumption in Hashmi's case is a college term paper titled "How Did 9/11 Change the World?") In some cases, the prosecutors are not permitted to view the most sensitive classified evidence in their own cases—instead, intelligence agencies present this critical information to the judge alone. Many of these cases involve US citizens or legal residents; in many instances, they are setting precedents that degrade legal standards across the system.
This, according to the government, is how Hashmi ended up behind bars: In 2004, while in graduate school in London, he allowed an acquaintance from Queens named Mohammed Junaid Babar to crash at his apartment for two weeks. Babar stashed his luggage at Hashmi's place—luggage that, the government says, contained "military gear" for Al Qaeda. (Babar eventually pled guilty to handing the gear—a bunch of raincoats and waterproof socks—off to Al Qaeda's No. 3 man.) The government says Hashmi knew the contents of the luggage and their destination, so he knowingly aided someone who was aiding terrorists. Babar is now the government's star witness against Hashmi, a role he has played in other cases in an effort to whittle down his own sentence; he may ultimately get off with time served. Meanwhile Hashmi, who is not accused of any direct connection to Al Qaeda, faces 70 years in prison.
There's no argument against reasonable measures to secure possibly dangerous terrorists. But in cases like Hashmi's, secrecy is often applied with little vetting from judges, who defer to the government's claims of national security. Maher says this can mean something as basic as not being allowed to show his client a photograph to see if he can identify the people in it. "How can you defend someone like this?" he asks.
Prosecutors have also had wide latitude to use secret witnesses, as well as information of questionable origin. A 2005 case involving Ahmed Omar Abu Ali, a US citizen, hinged on a coerced confession obtained by Saudi authorities. During the trial, which Amnesty International declared unfair, prosecutors used a controversial tactic called the "silent witness" rule to show some evidence to jurors but not defense attorneys.
All the secrecy might make sense if it involved truly sensitive information. But when such evidence has been exposed, it's often proved to be flawed or irrelevant. In one 2007 case, a prosecutor told me, a piece of the government's classified evidence turned out to be a newspaper clipping. And in the 2006 trial of two Albany men charged in a plot to traffic a Stinger missile, a crucial piece of the government's evidence turned out to be a mistranslation of the word "mister" or "brother," wrongly interpreted as "commander." After the mistake was revealed in open court, the Justice Department locked down all its evidence and demanded that defense attorneys review materials with a DOJ monitor present at all times.
Obama's detention-review commission is due to make its recommendations this summer; one much debated option is a new national security court, staffed by specially cleared judges and juries, with lower due-process standards and far-reaching secrecy measures. The idea was first articulated in a 2006 white paper by Andrew C. McCarthy, the government's lead attorney in the trial of Sheikh Omar Abdel Rahman, the cleric who conspired to blow up various New York landmarks. McCarthy argued that the federal courts are unfit to try terrorism cases and that the presumption of innocence should not take precedence in matters of national security. Sensitive information cannot be shown to the defense, he wrote, because "to disseminate it, especially in wartime, is to educate the enemy."
McCarthy's ominous language belies the fact that most of the people tried on terrorism charges since 9/11 have only been charged with "material support," which can mean helping terrorists or merely thinking about doing so someday. The notion that we should retrofit the federal courts with a special star chamber for such cases is fraught with constitutional peril. As Judge Leonie Brinkema of the Eastern District of Virginia, who has presided over some of the most high-profile terrorism trials since 9/11, has put it, classification should be used only in cases of genuine national security concern—not to hide information that is merely "embarrassing and...ugly."
This story was supported by the Investigative Fund at the Nation Institute.
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Why the crisis for musicians will continue after the pandemic
What you'll learn in this post:
• Why musicians were not only among the first to be affected by the pandemic, but will also be among the last to completely return to normalcy
• What this has to do with collecting societies
• How much the distributions of the collecting societies have decreased
Even if the pandemic would be over soon, many artists will feel the after-effects even longer. Find out why this is related to collecting societies and why musicians won’t feel the effects until 2021 or 2022.
The situation of many musicians currently looks something like this: The income from streams and sales remains more or less stable, they get money from the collecting societies but what is missing is the income from gigs and with that maybe also a slump in merch sales.
Let’s take a look at a hopefully near future where the pandemic is under control. Revenues from the live sector are flowing again as usual, and so all is well and as it used to be. Unfortunately, not quite. The problem lies with the income from the collecting societies. They pay out with a delay of 6 months up to two years. For artists, a decline is only noticeable later.
And this decline is massive. According to the recently published Global Collections Report global revenues will decline between 1.8 and 3.1 billion. After growing for years, they are expected to decline by 20-35% in 2020. However, musicians will not really feel the effects of this decline until 2021 or even 2022. Since half of all revenues are generated in Europe, we are particularly affected here.
The falling numbers are due to the virtually complete shutdown of the live sector, but also to the closure of restaurants, bars, etc., which have to pay license fees for playing songs.
Unfortunately, musicians were among the first to be affected by the crisis and will be among the last to completely return to normal.
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Mockler Lab
Drought response in global crops may be as complex as day and night
Researchers have identified a set of genes that help control early drought response in a popular global crop. The pioneering study, conducted by Dartmouth College, the University of Wyoming, and the Donald Danforth Plant Science Center, separates itself from previous research by focusing on the entire day-night cycle and by analyzing both genetic and physiological changes.
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Confronting Fear When You Trade
Sam Evans, Online Trading Academy Instructor
Sam Evans
If you have read previous articles written by me and the Lesson from The Pros team, you know that we all drive home the need to follow a rules-based trading and investing plan. Not only does this make our decision-making process easier but also frees up time and, more importantly, our emotions. The less the trade becomes about us and the more about our rules and trading plan, the more we have steered ourselves towards achieving success in the markets on a consistent basis. The trading plan tells us what to do, as opposed to us looking at a chart and guessing what we should do. There is a big difference between basing our choices on logic rather than greed or fear. Ask yourself how many times you have noticed that difference in the choices you have made in the past, and how that eventually worked out for you?
Controlling emotions is perhaps the toughest obstacle we face in making our goals a reality. Every single time a candle on the charts turns green or red, we can be easily tempted to click the buy or sell button on a whim, without any real reason to be entering at all! In the early stages of my trading education, I remember reading that candlesticks and trend on a price chart are nothing more than simply a representation of people’s emotions when they buy and sell. Rising prices show greed in the markets, and when prices are falling it is the fear taking over…or so they say. More than 15 years later, I now see fear and greed from a different perspective and I would like to share that with you.
Fear is one of the trader's greatest enemies.
Here at Online Trading Academy, we help our students to change their mindset of the how markets work, to get them thinking like those who consistently make money in the markets, mainly the institutions. The divide between the way most retail traders act when they place trades and how some of the biggest banks and funds act when they speculate is vast. Think about this for a second: when a fund manager places an order to enter the market to take a position, do you think that they are worried about losing the trade and how it will make them feel? Or do you think that they find it easy to pull the trigger because firstly, their superior has already given them their risk parameters and secondly, because the money at risk is not actually theirs? Taking the trade is nothing more than their job and they are getting paid for doing that job, likely with a nice performance bonus attached to the salary.
Free Trading WorkshopOn the other hand, let’s think about the retail trader sitting at home and taking the same trade but with a much lesser size. For a start, the retail trader is trading with their own money, not somebody else’s money, meaning that whatever the outcome of the trade, it will directly impact them. Secondly, the retail trader has no guarantee of an income at the end of the month, unlike the fund manager or trader who works for an institution and will no doubt still earn at the end of the month if they follow their instructions and trading plan as outlined to them by their superiors.
We must all understand that the different environments which retail and institutional traders work in also dictates the challenges they each face. I do not believe that the emotions of fear and greed work the same way for the small trader as they do with the larger trader. In fact, I would go so far as to suggest that greed does not even become a factor in the potential success of the retail trader, because if you ask most people who want to trade for themselves what they want more than anything else in their trading, they will normally say is consistency. They just want to be able to achieve their goals with low risk trades and slowly build upon this. It does not become about greed at all. It is the fear which tends to be the biggest challenge of all. The fear of loss, the fear of failure and the fear of not being right.
It is fear which stops us from taking a solid setup in the markets because we have been on a losing streak, only to see it work out well and the opportunity missed. It is fear which causes us to not follow the trading plan to the nail and make irrational changes all the time because the odd trade fails to work. It is fear which causes us to get out of a trade far too early with a small profit because we are scared to hold on in case it becomes another loser, and it is fear which makes us search over and over for the fool proof strategy (which does not exist), simply because we think there is always something out there we are missing out on or don’t know about.
Fear is the biggest hurdle any retail trader must face and it will hold you back more than anything else ever will. Recognize that fear needs to be controlled with a trading plan and discipline. Once the consistency comes, then the fears will subside over time. Oh, and for those of you who were wondering what I feel about greed’s place in the market, well that is an easy one. Just ask yourself a quick question: Why do people become greedy? Because they are fearful there will never be enough…
Thank you for reading. If you’d like to learn more on this subject, check out our Mastering the Mental Game course.
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Nouriel Roubini
Nouriel Roubini
10/30/2008 @ 12:01AM
Get Ready For 'Stag-Deflation'
They were: (1) a slack in goods markets, (2) a re-coupling of the rest of the world with the U.S. recession, (3) a slack in labor markets, and (4) a sharp fall in commodity prices following such U.S. and global contraction, which would reduce inflationary forces and lead to deflationary forces in the global economy.
How has such argument fared over time? And will the U.S. and global economies soon face sharp deflationary pressures? The answer: Deflation and stag-deflation will, in six months, become the main concern of policy authorities.
First, the U.S. has entered a severe recession that is already leading to deflationary forces in sectors where supply vastly exceeds demand (housing, consumer durables, motor vehicles, etc.). Aggregate demand is falling sharply below aggregate supply. The unemployment rate is up sharply, while employment has been falling for 10 months in a row. And commodity prices are sharply down–about 30% from their July peak–in the last three months, and are likely to fall much more in the next few months as the advanced economies’ recession goes global. So both in the U.S. and in other advanced economies we are clearly headed toward a collapse of headline and core inflation.
Is there any doubt about this ongoing inflation capitulation and the beginning of sharp deflationary forces? Take the current views of the economic research group at JPMorgan Chase. This group was, in 2007-08, the leading voice arguing about the risks of rising global inflation and the associated risks of a global growth reflation, and that policy rates would be sharply increased in 2008-09.
This week, however, the JPMorgan research group published its latest global economic outlook, arguing that we are headed toward a global recession, negative global inflation and sharply lower policy rates in the U.S. and advanced economies–a 180-degree turn from its previous position. What a difference a year makes!
Do you have any further doubt that we’re headed toward a global deflation or–better–a global stag-deflation? Read on: Aggregate demand is now collapsing in the U.S. and advanced economies, and sharply decelerating in emerging markets. There is a huge excess capacity for the production of manufactured goods in the global economy, as the massive, and excessive, capital expenditure in China and Asia (Chinese real investment is now close to 50% of gross domestic product) has created an excess supply of goods that will remain unsold as global aggregate demand falls.
Commodity prices are in free fall, with oil prices alone down over 50% from their July peak (and the Baltic Freight Index–the best measure of international shipping costs–is 90% down from its peak in May). Finally, labor market slack is sharply rising in the U.S., and rising, as well, in Europe and other advanced economies.
Next question: What are financial markets telling us about the risks of stag-deflation?
First, yields on 10-year Treasury bonds have fallen by about 50 basis points since Oct. 14, getting close to their previous 2008 lows. Also, the two-year Treasury yield has fallen by about 150 basis points in the last month.
Second, gold prices–a typical hedge against rising global inflation–are now sharply falling.
Finally, and more important, yields on Treasury Inflation-Protected Securities (TIPS) due in five years or less have now become higher than yields on conventional Treasuries of similar maturity. The difference between yields on five-year Treasuries and five-year TIPS, known as the break-even rate, fell to minus 0.43 percentage points.
This is a record. Since the difference between the conventional Treasuries and TIPS is a proxy for expected inflation, the TIPS market is now signaling that investors expect inflation to be negative over the next five years, as a severe recession is ahead of us.
So goods, labor, commodity, financial and bond markets are all sending the same message: Stagnation/recession and deflation (or stag-deflation) is ahead of us.
Don’t be surprised, then, if six months from now the Fed and other central banks in advanced economies will start to worry–as they did in 2002-03 after the 2001 recession–about deflation rather than inflation. In those years, when the U.S. experienced a deflation scare, Fed Chairman Ben Bernanke wrote several pieces explaining how the U.S. could resort to very unorthodox policy actions to prevent a deflation and a liquidity trap like the one experienced by Japan in the 1990s. Those writings may, very soon, have to be carefully read and studied again.
Finally, while in the short run a global recession will be associated with deflationary forces, some ask whether we should worry about rising inflation in the middle run? This argument–that the financial crisis will eventually lead to inflation–is based on the view that governments will be tempted to monetize the fiscal costs of bailing out the financial system, and that this sharp growth in the monetary base will eventually cause high inflation.
In a variant of the same argument, some posit that–as the U.S. and other economies face debt deflation–it would make sense to reduce the debt burden of borrowers (households and, now, governments taking on their balance sheets the losses of the private sector) by wiping out the real value of such nominal debt with inflation.
So should we worry that this financial crisis and its fiscal costs will eventually lead to higher inflation? The answer to this complex question: likely not.
First, the massive injection of liquidity in the financial system–literally trillions of dollars in the last few months–is not inflationary, as it accommodates the demand for liquidity that the current financial crisis and investors’ panic have triggered. Thus, once the panic recedes and this excess demand for liquidity shrinks, central banks can and will mop up all this excess liquidity.
Second, the fiscal costs of bailing out financial institutions would eventually lead to inflation if the increased budget deficits associated with this bailout were to be monetized, as opposed to financed with a larger stock of public debt. As long as such deficits are financed with debt–rather than by the printing presses–such fiscal costs will not be inflationary, as taxes will have to be increased over the next few decades and/or government spending reduced to service this large increase in the stock of public debt.
Third, to the question raised earlier: Wouldn’t central banks be tempted to monetize these fiscal costs–rather than allow a mushrooming of public debt–and thus wipe out with inflation these fiscal costs of bailing out lenders/investors and borrowers? Not likely in my view. Even a relatively dovish Bernanke Fed cannot afford to let the inflation-expectations genie out of the bottle via a monetization of the fiscal bailout costs. It cannot afford to do that because a rise in inflation expectations will eventually force a nasty and severely recessionary Volcker-style monetary-policy tightening to get the genie back into its bottle.
Fourth, inflation can reduce the real value of debts as long as it is unexpected, and as long as debt is in the form of long-term nominal fixed-rate liabilities. An attempt to increase inflation would not be unexpected: Investors would write debt contracts to hedge against such a risk if monetization of the fiscal deficits does occur.
Also, in the U.S. economy, a lot of debts–of the government, of the banks, of the households–are not long-term nominal fixed-rate liabilities. They are, rather, shorter-term variable-rate debts. Thus, a rise in inflation in an attempt to wipe out debt liabilities would lead to a rapid repricing of such shorter term, variable-rate debt. And thus expected inflation would not succeed in reducing the part of the debts that are now of the long-term nominal fixed-rate form–i.e., you can fool all of the people some of the time (unexpected inflation) and some of the people all of the time (those with long-term nominal fixed-rate claims), but you cannot fool all of the people all of the time.
In conclusion, a sharp slack in goods, labor and commodity markets will lead to global deflationary trends over the next year. And the fiscal costs of bailing out borrowers and/or lenders/investors will not be inflationary, as central banks will not be willing to incur the costs of very high inflation as a way to reduce the real value of the debt burdens of governments and distressed borrowers. The costs of rising expected inflation will be much higher than the benefits of using the inflation tax to pay for the fiscal costs of cleaning up the mess that this most severe financial crisis has created.
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• Maria Fernanda López
Coconut Swirly Chocolate Cups (Vegan, Keto)
I know that I usually post no-bake recipes in here, I do love them and find them very convenient. For example this week my oven stopped working out of the nowhere! Also, I ran out of snacks so I needed to create something and stock on my freezer stash. And if I'm being honest I wanted to bake a loaf, so these happened instead and I'm not even mad, they were DELICIOUS.
For this recipe I used two mixes, a double chocolate one a coconut one. You all know that I'm coconuts for coconut everything! In this recipe we are going to use coconut flour to add that volume and will also be the base of the recipe.
For the second layer I'm using plant based Nuzest Chocolate protein powder, a game changer for those low carb treats! Oh I that's right, these treats are:
- Vegan
- Low Carb
- Keto Friendly
- Gluten Free
These need to be stored in the freezer, but once you take your serving out for a couple of minutes you'll find them to have a creamy and ice cream like consistency! With no dairy! That's the beauty of the coconut flour and the rest of the ingredients I'm using.
In the chocolate layer I'm using Nuzest Chocolate Plant Based Protein Powder, as I mentioned before but also we are using a source of healthy fats: pili nut butter. Pili nut butter, like coconut oil and coconut butter they get solid the temperature is cold or they get melty when we heat them. If you don't have pili nut butter feel free to use coconut butter!
Also, as a sweetener you all know it, Granulated Monk Fruit From Lakanto is my staple on every recipe! You can use the code PURELYHL for discount on all their low carb and keto friendly products.
Now, let's get started on this recipe! You'll only need two mixing bowls, and some measuring cups.
Check out some of my other recipes here!
- Low Carb Pumpkin Empanadas
- Keto Cannoli Heavenly Bites
- Chai Cookie Dough Cups
- Seed Cycling Carrot Cake Fudge
Coconut Swirly Chocolate Cups
By Maria Fernanda Lopez
Serves 12
- 1 cup of coconut flour
- 1 1/2 cup of nut milk or water
Center Part
- 1 cup of Plant Based Chocolate Protein Powder
- 4oz. of coconut butter or chocolate pili nut
- 1 cup of warm nut milk or water
- 3 Tbsp of cacao nibs
1. In a bowl mix all the ingredients from the coconut layer.
2. Pour that mix into twelve siliocone muffin cups.
3. In another bowl add and mix all the rest of the ingredients, except for the cacao nibs.
4. Make sure to have the pili nut butter or coconut butter soft and melted.
5. With a spoon add part of the mix in the center of each muffin cup with the coconut mix.
6. With a toothpick make a swirl on each cup, top with cacao nibs.
7. Freeze for a couple of hours and enjoy!
Nutritional Information (per serving 159 kcal)
Fat: 9.4g
Carbs: 9.6g
Fiber: 5.6g
Protein: 8.6g
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INDIRA SAGAR POLAVARAM PROJECT
The Polavaram Project is located in Andhra Pradesh on the river Godavari, near Polavaram village about 34 KM upstream of Kovvur,Rajahmundry and 42 KM upstream of ( Godavari Barrage) Sir Arthur Cotton Barrage, where the river emerges out of last range of the Eastern Ghats and enters the plains. The longitude and latitude of the Project site are 81 39′ 46” E and 170 16′ 53” N respectively.
The Polavaram Project is contemplated as Multi purpose Project envisaging Irrigation benefits to an extent of 7.20 Lakhs acres for the upland areas of East Godavari, Visakhapatnam Districts under Left Canal and West Godavari, Krishna Districts under Right Canal and generation of 960 MW Hydro Electric Power. In addition, this project under its left canal envisages 23.44 TMC of Water supply for industries in Visakhapatnam Township and Steel Plant, besides domestic water supply to villages and towns en route and diversion of 80 TM Cft. of water through the right canal to Krishna river to augment the supplies of Krishna Basin, indirect benefits such as development of Pisciculture and providing recreation and other benefits besides urbanisation etc.,
Dam
Earth cum Rock fill Dam, Spillway, Hydro Electric Power House of 960MW, Left and Right Connectivities
Canals
Left Main canal of length 181.50 KM and Right Main canal of length 174 KM.
Catchment area
Gross – 3,06,643 sqkm
Unintercepted (between Pochampad and Polavaram) – 2,15,957 sqkm
Availability of water in TMC: 301.38 TMC
Storage capacity of project in TMC (Gross): 194.60 TMC
Geological features
The dam site is located in the Eastern GhatRange The rocks at the right flank constitute Garnet Sellimanite Gneisses, firmed as Khondalites are predominant. Garnet Biotite Gneisses, Garnet ferrere Quartylites also occur. The right abutment consists of massive hard charkolites and leptynite, where as the left abutment rocks consist of fair weathered Khondalites.
The main river bed alluvium consists of coarse to medium sands for about 1000 m width for the left flank ‘g’ Angaluru hill. For about 360m on the right flank near the ‘g’ hill river bed alluvium consists of 25to30m clay which directly rests on rock underneath. Over the clay there is an 8m thick over burdens of sands.The foundation rocks in the river bed are mostly Garnet, Ferrous Gneisses except for stray cases of Pyroxene. | mini_pile | {'original_id': '9fb143b9a3752a209a2847ede52a72de0732f2f93297d2d36f0224a781204c8f'} |
New Super Mario Bros. Wii is also the first Nintendo game to feature a dynamic help system, which allows you to access a mode showing how a level can be completed if you are stuck. The best thing about this mode is that you are free to jump into the action you’re watching on screen at any time!
So, instead of the game beating a level while you grab a snack, it shows you what moves to make and you can mimic what happens on the screen.
A few of us here stated that was the case all along. I’m assuming there’s two actions upon using this feature:
1. Start where you left off yourself (as in unpause the game if Demo play is via pause screen)
2. Jump in where you stop the video
I don’t mind it, though I still don’t think this game needs it unless it really is harder than the DS game.
Guest
wow implementing this would make the game too easy and boring. no thanks. the thing is that if people start liking this help thing, they might put this crap on mario galaxy2. people need to die and gameover on games to adapt and improve.
It wouldn’t be easy and boring if you don’t use it. It’s optional. It’s the gamer’s own fault if they cannot enjoy it because they overuse the feature.
They way Nintendo did it is a bit much but hey, hopefully the don’t pull punches with difficulty but I doubt it.
Ereek
This is true. When I was much younger playing certain NES Mario levels I simply got frustrated and had to turn the console off. The same can be said of Sonic and, later on, Rocket Knight. I think something like this might help the younger players get more out of their games. They love the games and want to continue, but they simply might be too frustrated.
Joanna
I had the same experiences. The frustration actually drove me away from games. I stopped playing for a good couple of years until I was 12 and discovered pokemon.
I think these tutorials are a good idea. I’m with Kuronoa, I always assumed and believed it would be a tutorial without the game actually doing anything for you. I don’t understand the amount of backlash this gets. If you don’t like it, don’t use it. But let other more inexperienced players have the option of this additional help.
malek86
Modern Nintendo games don’t really need this kind of walkthrough anyway.
Also:
“The best thing about this mode is that you are free to jump into the action you’re watching on screen at any time!”
What if i jump in at the very end, so the level is basically complete and I don’t have to do anything else?
Joanna
I understood this as meaning you can stop the tutorial at any time (so you don’t have to view the whole thing) and jump back into the action (as in playing again). Of course I see what you are worried about, the way the sentence is worded can imply something else, but taking the interview as a whole, I think my interpretation makes more sense.
malek86
“Worried” is not the right word here. I mean, it’s not like they are forcing me to use it. I’m just curios to see how exactly this will work.
This is how I read it too. After watching the tutorial you can jump back into the game or perhaps watch a tutorial player (ghost?) on screen and play along with it, attempting to mimic the tutorial ghost moves.
After writing this people seem to have been reading the quote in a different way, like you can jump in at the end of a level.
I think this is a misread of NOE’s ad copy. It’s definitely not clear from the language that you can’t simply pick up from wherever Demo Play leaves off. Given that we can’t tell for sure, I’m inclined to believe that Miyamoto knew what he was talking about.
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A while ago I wrote an article warning recruiters about embedding their bias in their selection algorithms. The problem, as I described, is we all have a bias, usually unconscious. Just look around you right now at your department. Is this a good representation of your community in terms of gender, age, ethnicity, and sexual preference? Probably not. And that’s probably not because you’re recruiters are racist. It’s because unconsciously we all have a bias and in many cases in our greater society.
When a boy fails his math test he gets told he needs to try harder. When a girl gets the same grade she hears ‘it’s hard, isn’t it?’
When a man takes the lead, he’s a leader, when a woman does she’s bossy. This has its effects on the number of women in IT and female leaders.
I’m not saying everything needs to be in perfect balance. I am saying we shouldn’t widen the gap further with embedding these biasses in our recruitment process!
Amazon’s Algorithm Was Sexist
So if we train our algorithms based on human behavior, they will have our human flaws. Amazon found this out almost three years ago. And it tried to fix it, and that didn’t work, so it abandoned the project all together, Reuters reports (see discussion on the ERE Facebook group).
In short: Amazon tried to get an algorithm to rate people on their resumes. The basic idea was: put in 100 CVs and give me the five best. Rate them with stars, like our books are rated. And use our normal selection data as the basis for selection.
The algorithm saw that a lot more men were selected at Amazon than women, so it rated specific female features lower. They could have seen this one coming, to be honest. And like I said before, I don’t think the people at Amazon are sexist. There are many more male developers in the world, so it’s logical that Amazon has more male employees, especially in technology. But the algorithm rated “chair of women’s chess club” lower than ‘chair of chess club,” for example.
This was easily fixed, but the problem is much deeper. Women use different language than men do. So job descriptions were different as well. It was a mission impossible to fix the bias by adjusting the algorithm.
Amazon now decided to scrape the project and as far as I’m concerned it should be praised for this … Both for trying as for scrapping. We can all learn from this.
Can We Select Based on Resumes?
I think the first question we need to ask is if a resume is actually a good way to select the right candidate.
Article Continues Below
No Problem with AI
There is no problem with selecting people using the help of AI. You just need the right data to select people on. First of all, you cannot use data that has proven racist or sexist in the past, like a resume. Only if you current population of employees proves no bias on race, gender, sexual orientation, or age in hiring (especially for age — it’s important to know the age of recent hires), can you train your AI based on your current behavior.
We can however train our AI based on new data that we haven’t used before. Think assessments. Think aptitude tests.
We should all thank Amazon for helping us realize our flaws. If even the genius developers at Amazon cannot built an AI that selects based on a CV that isn’t sexist, we can pretty much be sure none of us can. We should look at better ways of hiring.
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Clouds of North: Student Project for Alcohol Free Wine wins PIDA award
The key word for this design is unboxing. Create a sustainable, innovative and functional packaging concept that differs from the conventional solutions we see in the stores and in e-commerce today. Using a fictitious brand and creating a unique unboxing experience. The box has artwork both on the outside as well as on the inside. The outside has a mountain pattern with aquarelle colors as background (blue, white, gray and orange). Recurring colours are white, blue, gray and orange (cloudberries). The inside is a solid dark blue color with some graphic elements (logotype, storytelling and a part of the mountain pattern).
DESIGN: Lisa Strömros
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Necrovision is a first-person shooter that takes gamers across the frantic battlegrounds of World War I and into a dark underworld of vampires, demons and dark magic. Seeking adventure, young American Simon Bunker joins the British army in war-torn Europe of 1916. During a particularly ferocious battle, Bunker and his battalion are pushed into a series of dark trenches where they encounter mysterious phenomenon. As they move through the labyrinth they discover that there is a greater evil hiding underneath the battlefields of the Great War an evil that is forcing its way into our world and threatens to wipe out humanity. In the depths of this newly discovered underworld, Bunker must confront the dark forces and fight for the survival of mankind. Welcome to hell soldier!
1- Unpack, burn or mount
2- Install game
3- Install patch necro11.exe from PROPHET dir
4- Copy crack from the same place
5- Rot in heaven
Release: NecroVision.MULTi2-PROPHET
Protection: Securom
No of discs: 1
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Melatonin: The ‘Secret’ Ingredient in Germany Sex Drops
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TheraCannSYSTEM QandA
Frequently Asked Questions
TheraCannSYSTEM provides a complete Enterprise Relational Process (ERP) ISO 17025(2005) and Safe Quality Food (SQF) compliant Web based software designed to manage strict regulatory requirements with respect to quality assurance, document & and patient prescription management, inventory tracability & recall, and auto-worklow assignment of critical reportable events.
TheraCannSYSTEM Q & A
Managing Recreational & Medical Regulatory Purchase Requirements
Q: Once the recreational regulations are in place, will TheraCannSYSTEM software be able to generate customer orders even if no medical report from a doctor?
A: Yes, TheraCannSYSTEM is able to separate medical from recreational cannabis consumers. It is also designed to be vertically integrated to ensure full traceability of every gram as well as each penny procured.
ISO 17025(2005) Compliance and Off Site Locations
Q: On your web page at it states “provides a complete Enterprise Relational Process (ERP) ISO 17025(2005) compliant. As one who sets up and audits this program for other clients can you please elaborate on ISO 17025 would apply to this second location if they have no in-house lab (i.e.: no HPLC or GC). i.e.: would this be for helping with the calibration of the weigh scales & analytical balances? pH & EC meters? Has the software been accredited by a member of the SCC? I can’t seem to find the accreditation body’s logo on your site.
A: TheraCannSYSTEM includes but not limited to a LIMS module, an Assets module, a Document module, a Trouble Ticket module, a WorkFlow module to incorporate laboratory methodologies and chain of custody record keeping that is ISO 17025(2005) compliant. Laboratories that had utilized this core functionality have been certified by ILAC accrediting bodies as early as 20010. Keep in mind that TheraCannSYSTEM is a tool for labs to utilize as part of their certification and accreditation for ISO 17025(2005). ILAC does not accredit software, rather they accredit laboratories that have in place the appropriate procedures, tools and methodologies to meet their rigorous requirements.
Has any of the hardware & software been validated ?
Q: Has any of the hardware & software been validated for installation qualification (IQ) and operational qualification (OQ), including “sufficient controls to prevent unauthorized access or changes to dataas per any of Health Canada’s guidance docs such as for GMP, GLP, GCP (collectively GxP)?
A: Of course. First approved in February 2014.
What do you offer that others do not?
Q: What separates your software / company / service / pricing over others in the industry?
A: Unlike other software providers who are providing a software that is not fully configurable, and not part of a full solution including application, plan, design, implementation and ongoing support of the facility, including integration to the 3rd party vendor software that is located on site, and not including a full FinCEN compliance solution to managing transactions, an ISO 17025(2005) compliant LIMS, and a Safe Quality Food (SQF) compliant product tracking module, TheraCannSYSTEM is designed to be the only software required to manage all aspects of day to day operations.
Integration to 3rd party Controllers?
Q: Can the system be tied into online environmental monitors for temp & % relative humidity (%RH), EC & pH of the water, HVAC, security equipment, etc?
A: TheraCannSYSTEM has also worked with a variety of cultivation, extraction, pack & label and security providers to provide direct integration to their software systems to pull key performance indicator (KPI) information and store within TheraCannSYSTEM for future reference and / or correlation to other KPI’s such as product performance, trouble ticket, and report generation.
What kind of data metrics are available?
Q: Per the brochure at since I’m a numbers junkie what kind of data metrics are available?
A: Unlike other software programs that provide a fixed list of reports or require customization of a reporting module, the TheraCannSYSTEM module is designed to be configurable and adapt to Client reporting requirements. By providing a module to module, field to field relationship the limit is really just the Clients imagination.
How does licensing work with a second location?
Q: If the licensed location wishes to integrate to an off site laboratory (a second location), what is the cost for the initial installation & set-up? And for each user on the system? (assuming 8 users). Please include monthly, yearly, and other costs such as software patches, customer support, etc. including on-site vs. remote.
A: Firstly, TheraCannSYSTEM is sold as part of TheraCannSOLUTION which is a complete turn-key solution to the Cannabis Sector. It is not sold independently of an existing contract to provide a turn-key solution and is therefore not priced separately. Once licensed as a Software as a Service (SaaS) it provided unlimited licenses for the licensed location and is licensed on a per location basis.
Can auto-notifications be sent by email for Recall events?
Q: If there is a product recall and we want to notify all the individual & wholesale clients via an email blast, will the software be able to do that?
A: Of course. TheraCannSYSTEM will also provide auto workflows to manage this recall as either a voluntary or mandatory.
Do we have control over the brands of peripherals, such as label printers?
Q: Do we have control over the brands of peripherals, such as label printers? i.e.: can we chose & purchase those ourselves such as through NCIX?
A: Most printers are providing universal connection to PC. Provided that your PC is able to connect to the printer you will be able to purchase / select your own printer. Provided that your label size and label configuration is not unique, TheraCannSYSTEM’s PDFMaker module is capable of printing directly to your label maker.
How can access be limited to suit the size of our operations?
Q: Since our second facility is initially going to be relatively small, and certain aspects may be administered by our parent company, are there various modules that could be installed on the server at the second facility (i.e.: production & QA) while other modules on the parent server (i.e.: financials)?
A: TheraCannSYSTEM is designed to limit access to different modules and fields on a per user or per group of users basis. That way, a group that does not need to have access to certain modules or portions of modules will not see them. Individuals that need access to specific modules and / or fields would have unique access to them.
Can the financials be easily exported into other programs?
Q: Can the financials be easily exported into other programs such as Sage or QuickBooks? Can QC data be exported into MS Excel?
A: TheraCannSYSTEM modules come with a native easy to use import and export function. Module files are exported nativley as .csv files. Reports from the TheraCannSYSTEM report module can be exported as .xls, .csv, .doc and as .pdf. Report integration to QuickBooks is available and provided that your accounting package has provided an API to work with we can also look to integrate to that API.
How does TheraCannSYSTEM handle SOP's and auto-workflows?
Q: Assuming all of the SOPs can be loaded into this system, is their format / structure layout / order of sections all pre-set by TheraCann? Or is this all totally customizable by the client? i.e.: they create the SOP in MS Word, then simply upload it into the system? Then, within that SOP, let say one of the steps states “First clean the extraction unit as per SOP “SANI-011” whereby the underlining is actually a hyperlink, so that one can click on that link and pull up that SOP in a new tab?
A: Its actually simpler that this and more reliable. Linking to documents that are likely to be obsolete (and old version of the SOP) or that fail to also include video, audio, YouTube and rich text access would be considered “old school”. TheraCannSYSTEM has a built in workflow that builds procedural steps (Project Tasks) that provide the operator with all they need to know what to do, including link to rich text, video, audio, YouTube, GoogleDocs etc.
How much access does TheraCann have to TheraCannSYSTEM?
Q: If the clients uploads all of their SOPs into the system, does TheraCann have access to it? Since this would be the client’s IP, I prefer that TheraCann only be provided access to those SOPs on an as needed basis. i.e.: the on-site server administrator sets up a temporary access for you.
A: Our Clients provide TheraCann with as much or as little access to their instance as they prefer. However, if you wish TheraCann to create your own workflows and be provided support or help in creating or supporting those workflows, then just let us know.
What permissions does an onsite administrator have?
Q: Regarding an on-site server administrator, what permissions would they have? i.e.: if a new employee is hired, or a present employee’s job description is changed such that they need to levels of access to certain modules, can that be done in-house? Or does that have to be done (remotely) by TheraCann? If that has to be done by your company, roughly what would the charges be?
A: Access by authorized “Users” of TheraCannSYSTEM is governed by roles and roles can be defined in groups. Each role is accessable by the Client to provide a one to one relationship between access to module and fields within those modules and whether the User has ability to edit or move to the “archive folder” as no files can be deleted from SYSTEM. TheraCannSYSTEM comes preloaded with recommendations for a typical cannabis producer, processor and distributor operation and those can be easily edited to confirm permission settings. New employees can then be easily added by selecting the group in which they belong to auto-add those permission settings.
Where does TheraCannSYSTEM fit within the world of ERP software modalities?
Q: I just found a fluff whitepapers on ERP that I downloaded a couple years ago. Would your software be considered “process” or “discrete”? The two primary categories of ERP manufacturing software, process and discrete, function in very different ways. Process ERP software works by utilizing various receipts and formulas. This allows for significant quality control testing functionality, as well as extensive tools to manage lot control and traceability. Derivatives of process manufacturing include food, beverages, pharmaceuticals and other chemicals. Whereas, discrete manufacturing produces items such as automobiles, appliances, and computers, products that are able to be disassembled. Before making an ERP software! decision, first you must define what niche of manufacturing your company is categorized as.
A: Such definitions are too restrictive to define current web based ERP software systems. As systems they must be able to adapt and apply to existing client requirements. As such TheraCannSYSTEM includes both “process” and “discrete” functionalities based on your definitions above.
Does TheraCannSYSTEM comply with FDA’s 21 CFR Part 11?
Q: If electronic signatures can be used, has the system been validated as per FDA’s 21 CFR Part 11?
A: TheraCannSYSTEM does utilize signatures from authorized Users tasked with critical sign off activities. We comply strictly with FDA’s 21 CFR and have since 2010. TheraCannSYSTEM authenticates and tracks each user from point of login through their login session. Addition or new records, changes made to records, are recorded and easily accessible to future auditors bot as current version, previous version and archive versions. TheraCannSYSTEM, by design, is able to validate the accuracy, reliability, consistency intended performance and ability to discern invalid or altered records. Auto-workflow ensures that appropriate authority checks / operational system checks are performed by Users deemed proficient in their use. | dclm_baseline | {'bff_contained_ngram_count_before_dedupe': '5', 'language_id_whole_page_fasttext': "{'en': 0.928605616092682}", 'metadata': "{'Content-Length': '70557', 'Content-Type': 'application/http; msgtype=response', 'WARC-Block-Digest': 'sha1:EM7KDRNSCCQI6V3KOGEMPCOL65A5R454', 'WARC-Concurrent-To': '<urn:uuid:49de9617-87ba-4d13-a1d6-c9dc1888e2ef>', 'WARC-Date': datetime.datetime(2018, 12, 18, 14, 2, 1), 'WARC-IP-Address': '46.249.204.20', 'WARC-Identified-Payload-Type': 'text/html', 'WARC-Payload-Digest': 'sha1:GAYS75FKJYFVZMFSPS7YN6CYLHAE57GV', 'WARC-Record-ID': '<urn:uuid:c3c0ce1d-1b57-4922-96b3-4475b8b648f4>', 'WARC-Target-URI': 'https://theracanncorp.com/qanda/', 'WARC-Type': 'response', 'WARC-Warcinfo-ID': '<urn:uuid:5bc3a138-7f2f-439b-b82f-da681d062360>', 'WARC-Truncated': None}", 'previous_word_count': '1873', 'url': 'https://theracanncorp.com/qanda/', 'warcinfo': 'isPartOf: CC-MAIN-2018-51\r\npublisher: Common Crawl\r\ndescription: Wide crawl of the web for December 2018\r\noperator: Common Crawl Admin (info@commoncrawl.org)\r\nhostname: ip-10-43-213-114.ec2.internal\r\nsoftware: Apache Nutch 1.15 (modified, https://github.com/commoncrawl/nutch/)\r\nrobots: checked via crawler-commons 0.11-SNAPSHOT (https://github.com/crawler-commons/crawler-commons)\r\nformat: WARC File Format 1.1\r\nconformsTo: http://iipc.github.io/warc-specifications/specifications/warc-format/warc-1.1/', 'fasttext_openhermes_reddit_eli5_vs_rw_v2_bigram_200k_train_prob': '0.09076005220413208', 'original_id': '3a799cc49501a9bf8b8fee002cfb69dfa99c2917d0e44311081135281f87a874'} |
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Hitoshi would never get used to dorm life. Being around everyone he went to school with was painful most of the day. People had always been cautious with him because of his quirk. He kept it quiet about it after he left middle school. There wasn't a point in talking about it. After the Sports Festival came and went, and the rest of his class learned about his less-than-heroic quirk, almost none of the friends he made during his time at the school talked to him confidently anymore. The few that had called him a “hero” of the Gen Ed were nice to him, and then it stopped. A few people talked to him now and again, but it was a lot quieter now.
There was also just the living in the dorms on its own. He was used to his privacy—small family, average house, and he was always kind of reserved anyways. At least at home, he could get conversation out of his parents when they ate dinner. Now? Silence from almost everyone. He got small words and phrases if he was lucky.
The coffee machine sucked, too. He bought his own stuff, but that ran out far quicker than expected because the new place didn't help his sleep problems. All his stuff was there, but he could always hear people talking through the walls when he tried to go to sleep early in an effort to get decent sleep at all.
Hitoshi grumbled into his pillow and kicked the blankets off him. He dragged himself into a sitting position and looked at the clock sitting on the end table next to his bed. It was at least human hours. By human he meant the crack of dawn. Better than midnight. Waking up at midnight was the worst. He rolled out of bed and set his clock so the alarm he set wouldn't go off. He didn't know why he set it at all. He sighed. It was probably because he hoped one of these days he'd actually sleep until it went off.
He stretched his arms out over his head and yawned. It was before five, which was almost two hours before everyone else was supposed to get up and start getting ready. He got dressed in his school uniform, and double checked his bag. There was a couple vending machines in the school building that had hot coffee in them. That was the best bet. Sure it was from a vending machine, but it was a lot better than the trash that the Gen Ed students drank. He'd tried every mix they brought, and he could see why those types don't run out, but his did. It was the worse thing he ever tasted. That's probably where his coffee went—selfish jerks.
The building was mostly silent. There was some talking but no one was out of their rooms. Hitoshi hopped down the stairs, lazily strolling out of the dorms towards the main UA building. The campus was completely silent. The few people that were up and around were quiet ones. They all had some kind of agreement that silence was bliss and they'd preserve it until the masses swarmed the building
Hitoshi passed a girl in the hall and they just nodded at each other in acknowledgment. No words, which he was thankful for. He was always tired, even with coffee, but without it the tiredness was worse. He walked down the large hall towards the entrance to the outside gym.
This one was opened to all the students, a place that most kids just hanged out around and didn't actually use for exercise. There were white bleachers either side of the door that lead out of the building. A red and white track ring circled the area and there were a couple of fields inside it and around it. Two vending machines were pressed against the wall next to the exit.
Hitoshi walked up to the one on the left. It had all the hot things. He skimmed over the... meals? Seriously? Shaking his head, he pulled out money from his bag and fed it into the machine. He hit the button and grabbed the canned soda when it fell. The exit door clanged open and he glanced up. A person had a towel on their head, dressed in work out clothes with a duffel bag on their shoulder and an empty, crushed water bottle in their hand. Hitoshi raised an eyebrow when he recognized them as the explosive blond from the hero course. He didn't bother remembering anyone's names from the hero course, except for Midoriya and that was only because the green-haired boy made it a point to say hi to him every chance he got.
The blond only glanced at him once before going to the other machine. Hitoshi opened the can and took a large gulp and sighed as the warmth went down his throat and spread through his system. He was probably exaggerating, but got punched a few times the day before, so he blamed this particular level of exhaustion on the energy he had to use to make the bruises. The blond got his own can of some sports drink and leaned against the wall.
Hitoshi looked at him for a moment before walking away without a word. He knew the other was staring at him for whatever reason, but the feeling went away halfway down the hall and he heard the doors open and close again.
When he woke up even earlier than yesterday, he cursed out loud. Screw the rooms next to his if the people in them were awake. They didn't exactly shut up even if Hitoshi asked them to keep it down a little bit. Hitoshi dragged himself out of bench, set the clock again, got dressed, grabbed his bag and money, then left.
The school was still quiet. He didn't pass the girl that day. He made his way to the machine and payed, hitting the button and grabbing his drink. He opened it and leaned against the wall next to the machine. The blond walked in again, towel on his head, dressed in work out clotehs, and duffel bag over his shoulder again. He dug around in it for a second before he started cursing and digging around more frantically. Hitoshi watched the display with a slightly shocked expression. The blond cursed loudly and smacked his hands against the machines. He turned, dug his fingers into his hair, yelled and paced away from the machine.
Hitoshi glanced in his own bag. He still had some money. Normally he'd save it, but it was pretty obvious just from the Sports Festival that the blond was always angry, and that'd probably be worse on the other hero students if he was already upset that early. Hitoshi frowned at his own idea, looking over at the blond again. He was growling not-so-quietly to himself about stupid vending machines with a lot of curses in between. Hitoshi decided it would be best to just help him out to keep any of the students who didn't know how pissed the blond could get not be murdered when they tried to calm him down.
Pulling the money out, he walked over to the machine. The blond looked over his shoulder and went silent.
“What do you want?” Hitoshi asked flatly, putting the money in the slot. The blond blinked then scowled.
“What makes you think I want your goddamn help?” the blond hissed. Hitoshi rolled his eyes.
“You want something or not?” he asked again. The blond turned to fully face him, glaring at him with his arms crossed. “If you don't say anything, I'll get something for myself and I won't try to be nice to you again.”
The blond frowned at him for a few seconds before looking to the machine. He angrily pushed the button and grabbed the drink that fell. He still was glaring when he looked back at Hitoshi.
“Thanks,” he grumbled. It was barely audible. Hitoshi really wanted to make fun of him there, but decided that it was already good that the blond accepted him paying for the drink. “Who're you?”
“Who are you?” Hitoshi said right back. The blond snarled.
“You don't recognize me from the shitty Sports Festival?” the blond said, eyes narrowing. “It's Bakugou Katsuki.”
“Shinsou Hitoshi. And just for the record, I do recognize you, I just didn't know your name. I was in the Sports Festival tournament, too, you know? You don't know me, though.”
“...Wait you're that mind control guy who got beat up Deku,” Bakugou said suddenly, jolting. He looked shocked only for a second before it turned into anger again. “If you control people, how the hell did you lose to him?”
No idea,” Hitoshi sighed, taking a sip from his coffee. “He broke his fingers... somehow. I'll count that as a win.”
“He always breaks his damn fingers,” Bakugou snarled. He opened the can and took a large gulp. “Shitty Deku can't even control his own quirk.”
Hitoshi snorted and hid his smirk by drinking more. He glanced up at the clock above the door that led outside. There was still a lot of time before anyone else showed up. He sighed and turned on his heel, going towards the library where he could sit down and read something. Bakugou didn't say anything else and neither did Hitoshi. They didn't even really acknowledge the other leaving. At least Bakugou seemed to pick up on the idea of a mutual silence in the building after his cursing fit.
Hitoshi was forty minutes earlier than the past two days on the next. After he got his coffee, he opened the exit door. Bakugou was running along the track ring. His stuff was sitting on one of the tiers of the bleachers. The bottle sitting next to it was probably one sip away from being empty. Hitoshi watched as Bakugou kept going, not even glancing in Hitoshi's direction.
The purple haired boy frowned at the thought that crossed his mind. He sighed, thought and decided to go with it. He placed his can on the bench above the one with Bakugou's things and walked back into the building. He fed a dollar into the cold machine, hit the button Bakugou hit yesterday, and grabbed the drink. He held the can behind his back as he walked back outside.
Bakugou was slowing down as he reached the place where his things were. He frowned and glared suspiciously at Hitoshi. He stopped in front of his things and picked up the water bottle. Hitoshi waited for him to realize there was nothing left—which was pretty instant—and Bakugou curse, crush the bottle in his hand.
“Catch,” Hitoshi said, throwing the can at him. Bakugou reacted immediately, snatching the can out of the air with ease. He blinked at the can before turning to glare at Hitoshi again. Hitoshi grabbed his coffee and took a sip calmly.
“Why the hell d'ya buy me this?” Bakugou growled as he opened it.
“It's called kindness,” Hitoshi answered blankly. Bakugou rolled his eyes and sat on the bench of the bleacher next to all his stuff. “You know, I thought you'd curse a lot more.”
“I'm tired, shithead, piss off,” Bakugou snapped.
Hitoshi snorted. He lifted himself up onto the bench where he had put his can and sat down, leaning back against the one behind him.
“The hell you out here for, anyway?” Bakugou asked after a long minute of silence. He stood up and started stretching out his arms.
“Can't sleep. Plus, there's a giant project due like... tomorrow, so library's full of people trying to get it done,” Hitoshi said. He narrowed his eyes bitterly at the thought of that usual silence getting interrupted. He passed that girl in the hall again, and they both exchanged a look that shared the same annoyance. “Too many people for the crack of dawn.”
Bakugou grunted as he stretched his arms over his head, leaning a little as he did so. Hitoshi stared up at the sky. It was barely sunrise, so the sky was still dark and that meant the area was, too. There were a few lights around the campus that were on at all times, just in case something happens. The outdoor gym was only a little better lit than the space near the dorms.
Hitoshi watched as Bakugou threw the now empty can in the trash and started running again.
“You're welcome,” Hitoshi said, loud enough for Bakugou to hear even as the blond ran down the track. Bakugou looked over his shoulder, face twisted up in a scowl. He shouted something similar to a threat, setting off a small explosion in one of his palms, and went back to running—even faster. Hitoshi snickered and took a slow sip of his coffee. “Ass.”
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“The hell you always out here for?”
Hitoshi glanced up from his phone, digging around in a potato chip bag he bought with the two drinks. Bakugou had stopped at the bleachers again. His face was a little red and his breathing was slightly heavy from the laps he'd run already. He didn't even hesitate to pick up the energy drink can that Hitoshi put down next to his things.
It had been almost a week. Hitoshi just found himself outside everyday. He told himself it was because the coffee machine was there, and it was just convenient. The people who started showing up in the mornings, even after the Hitoshi thought everyone was there for was over with, avoided the outside gym area like the plague after one of them tried to talk to Bakugou. It didn't go well to say the least. Now, no one even came near the area except for the vending machines occasionally.
“Wifi works,” Hitoshi shrugged, eating a handful of chips and licking his fingers clean. “It's quiet, and no one who values their life comes out here after you scared that guy.”
“Wimps,” Bakugou said. Hitoshi snorted and kept swiping through the suggested on his phone.
He lost himself in the shitposts and pictures of cats people tagged him in. He smirked at one of the particularly stupid ones. The loud clang of the metal bleachers made him jolt. Bakugou was standing on the bench where his feet were resting. He held a fist full of dollars out to Hitoshi, looking off to the side.
“What?” Hitoshi asked, raising and eyebrow and frowning.
“For the drinks, shithead,” Bakugou spat, pushing his hand forward. Hitoshi hesitantly took the money, and looked over it. All ones, and it actually looked like what Bakugou would owe him if Hitoshi was really keeping count. “Dunno why the hell you do it, but thanks.”
Hitoshi grinned smugly. “Aw, you're welcome, asshole,” he said. Bakugou scoffed and turned around, jumping down the bleachers back to the ground. “Just for the record, you can pay me with decent coffee.”
“What makes you think I got any of that shit?” Bakugou said, looking over his shoulder.
“You got a lot of guys related to pros, right?” Hitoshi explained, shoving the money in his bag. Bakugou just gave him a look that neither confirmed or denied the statement. “Some of 'em gotta have decent coffee... I'm begging you, I will die if I keep drinking this trash.”
“Then why the hell're you drinking it?” Bakugou snapped, scowling.
“Because it's better trash compared to the stuff the other Gen Ed kids drink,” Hitoshi said like it was obvious. “And if I buy anything they all drink it.”
“Tell 'em off, idiot. Not that hard.”
“I value my health, thanks.”
Hitoshi frowned suspiciously at Bakugou's look of confusion. He rolled his eyes, crushed the now empty potato chip bag and tossing it in the large garbage barrel next to the bleachers.
“We might not be heroes, but they still hate people who seem like they'd make a good villain,” Hitoshi sighed, tossing in the empty coffee can after the bag. “Two black eyes later, and I've learned it's not worth it.”
“You seriously let some pricks beat you up like that?” Bakugou asked, seeming offended. Hitoshi shrugged as he hopped down the bleachers. The official school day was starting only a half hour. “You can control people with your mind. You might've let shitty Deku win, but that's just he's a freak. How the hell did they get the jump on you?”
“They need to respond to me for it to work, asshole,” Hitoshi said. He raised an eyebrow at the look on Bakugou's face—a mix of anger, insulted, and confused. “Cover my mouth and they can't respond if I can't talk.”
“Then don't let them, shithead,” Bakugou hissed. He tossed his stuff in his bag, zipped it closed, and slung it over his shoulder. He threw the crushed energy drink can at the barrel. It clanged against the side as it went in and Hitoshi winced at the noise.
“People think I'm already gonna be a villain, doing it to stop them from taking coffee? Won't help that, smart one,” Hitoshi sighed. He walked back towards the building. “Might work for you, but I can't fight."
Bakugou rolled his eyes exaggeratedly and strode past him, shoving him lightly. Hitoshi frowned at his back. They both walked into the building, Bakugou off towards the locker rooms and Hitoshi towards his classes.
Hitoshi hated everything. Well, maybe not really, but still. This was the earliest he'd waken up since he was a kid. He was still tired—when wasn't he—but he now he was tired and pissed at being tired. Not a fun combination. The least fun combination of emotions. There probably was something worse, but he tired goddammit he didn't have energy to think about it. It wasn't much earlier than a few days ago, but that night he was up later. He had an excuse for that though. It was a lot harder to make an impromptu ice pack out of actual ice, plastic bags, and towels.
His eye still hurt. And he thought the broccoli head from the Sports Festival flipping him was painful. He would never try to “stand up” like that again. He'd rather suffer through shitty coffee and insults than get punched again.
When he dragged himself out of bed, he walked into the bathroom and checking out his eye. He's pretty sure he had some kind of concealer somewhere in his room from when he attempted to hide the permanent eye bags he had. The key word is attempt. He probably had half the case of it, but he didn't think that'd be enough to cover up the color of the bruise. It was big and purple-blue. There were tints of yellow, too. Luckily, it wasn't swollen, but there was no hiding that.
Hitoshi frowned and poked at it. He flinched and sighed. He resigned himself to more stares than usual and went to get dressed. He was starting to consider actually just hating everything. It'd be easier. He'd keep coffee though—only the good kind.
“Holy shit,” Bakugou said when he stopped at the bleachers where Hitoshi was starting to sit everyday. Hitoshi looked up, frowning and eyes narrowed. He'd already chugged the coffee, and was trying to use a water bottle from the machines as an ice pack for his eye. “The hell happened.”
“Mistakes,” Hitoshi muttered, going back to his phone, scrolling through the suggested posts. Bakugou climbed up on the bleachers—still breathing a little heavily from the series of laps he'd already run. Hitoshi honestly didn't know how he did it—he would've died half way through the third one. Bakugou forcefully grabbed his face and made him look up. “What.”
Bakugou swatted the hand holding the water bottle to his eye away and Hitoshi grumbled under his breath and just let the blond do whatever he was doing. He looked off at where he could see the garbage barrel over the edge of the bleachers. Bakugou was holding his face still and examining the black-eye. Hitoshi winced and he felt his eye twitch when the blond pressed on part of it—not even the part he was icing with the bottle.
“You done, yet, Doctor Blasty?” Hitoshi asked after a long period of silence of Bakugou just poking and prodding the bruise.
“Piss off,” Bakugou mumbled, pressing harder with his thumb. Hitoshi tried to smack his hands away, but it did absolutely nothing besides making Bakugou flicking him. “This isn't even that bad. Why the hell're you acting like you broke something?”
“My pride is broken, doc,” Hitoshi said, continuing the dry tone. “Got anything for that?”
“I'll blast your damn face off, answer the question, shithead,” Bakugou replied, glaring at him in the eyes when Hitoshi looked back up.
“I don't do physical stuff,” Hitoshi sighed, slumping his shoulders and looking straight up at the sky. “Like, at all? Not in the hero course, not gonna make it until I can do any kind of fighting which isn't gonna happen.”
“The hell kinda excuse is that?” Bakugou snapped. He purposely pressed down harder on the bruise and Hitoshi yelped, kicking his leg. He hit the blond in the shin and Bakugou cursed quietly, moving backwards. He frowned down at Hitoshi, who instantly pressed the cool water bottle to his eye with a sour look. Bakugou scowled and shifted, crossing his arms and drumming his fingers on his elbows. He looked off to the side and grumbled incoherently. Hitoshi watched him carefully.
Bakugou eventually turned around, jumping back down the bleachers and grabbing the energy drink can and opening it. Hitoshi rolled his eyes and unlocked his phone, going back to the app from where he'd somehow ended up on the home screen from when Bakugou grabbed his face. Bakugou went back to running. Hitoshi seriously didn't get how he has that much energy in the morning. He barely drags himself out of bed every morning. To each their own, he guessed.
Hitoshi yawned as he walked up to the machine. Sleeping during classes wasn't the best idea for him, but his grades were decent. Plus, doing that somehow let him actually sleep a decent amount that night. His eye still stung like hell, but silver linings.
He put the dollar in the cold machine, hitting the button for the energy drink. As he went to go for his coffee after grabbing the other can, a hand slammed against the machines. He jolted and jumped back with a gasp, staring wide eyed at Bakugou who came out of nowhere. He let out a loud sigh, feeling his heart thumping way too hard from the scare.
Bakugou scoffed and smirked. “Wimp,” he said. Hitoshi scowled and sucked his teeth in annoyance. “Here.”
Hitoshi blinked once, frowning as the blond pulled out a thermos from his gym bag. Bakugou held it out for him and Hitoshi took the thermos a bit hesitantly. It was a little warm and Hitoshi glanced at Bakugou suspiciously. The other frowned sharply and pushed off the machine. They stood there awkwardly for a minute, before Hitoshi opened the cup. He sniffed it and his eyes widened.
“Oh sweet coffee,” Hitoshi mumbled.
“For those drinks,” Bakugou started, reaching over and grabbing the can from Hitoshi's hand. “It better be good. I don't drink that shit, but the Class Prez makes sure we always have it. They won't miss it.”
Hitoshi took a sip, and immediately hummed in pleasure. Bakugou frowned and raised an eyebrow, opening his can and little it fizzle.
“This... is fantastic,” Hitoshi said.
“Hope so, that ass kept asking questions and trying ta' give me advice on it,” Bakugou grumbled, looking down at the can in his hand. “He's gonna corner me in class now to continue whatever the hell he was talking about.”
“Thank you for your great sacrifice,” Hitoshi said dryly, mouth still against the opening of the thermos. Bakugou scoffed.
“Yeah whatever, shithead,” Bakugou declared. He grabbed Hitoshi's shoulder and started pushing him towards the door. Hitoshi stumbled as he was forced to move. Bakugou walked with him. “Praise me later, okay, ass? You might not want to after this.”
“Should I be concerned? Are we gonna do something illegal? Are you buying my silence with coffee? If so, payment accepted.”
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Hitoshi regretted agreeing to doing what Bakugou told him to. Good coffee be damned. His eye still hurt, but now there were aches and pains all over his hands and forearms. He flopped down onto the ground, lying on his back with his arms out. He was starting to wonder if dealing with black eyes and the occasional other bruise was worse or better than this.
“Come on, shithead, this is nothing!” Bakugou said angrily. He had his hands planted on his hips, barely breaking a sweat besides the fact it was warm outside and that he'd been trying to teach Hitoshi how to block a basic punch and give one. “Become a hero my ass! You're doing worse than Deku when he was quirkless.”
“Hey,” Hitoshi said.
“Gonna try and defend yourse--” Bakugou started, stopping as his face went blank and he froze.
“Fall face first on the ground,” Hitoshi sighed, sitting up slowly. He crossed his legs and propped up his head in his palms, elbows on his knees. He watched with a small smile as the blond did exactly as he said without the slightest hesitation.
Bakugou snapped out of it the second his face hit the ground. He sputtered and spat out some of the dirt that ended up in his mouth. He scrambled back into and sitting position and cursed loudly, wiping the dirt off his face.
“You little shit,” Bakugou hissed, glaring at Hitoshi viciously. “You goddamn mind controlling ass. Don't you dare try that shit on me again, I will murder you.”
“What about being the number one hero? Murder isn't a good thing for that,” Hitoshi said, smiling smugly. Bakugou kept his mouth shut. “Ouch, no response, you're hurting my feelings.”
“Try that shit again,” Bakugou started after a minute of silence. Hitoshi let him speak without interruption. “And I will destroy you.”
“Get in line,” Hitoshi snorted, rolling his eyes. Bakugou squinted at him and smirked.
“And I won't get you any more of that shit coffee,” the blond said. Hitoshi gasped and glared back at him, offended.
“You wouldn't dare. And take that back.”
“Get back on your feet and make me, shithead.”
Shinsou kicked Katsuki in the shin for the third time and the blond cursed him out. The purple-haired boy grinned innocently.
“You are... a little shit and I'm never gonna help you again,” Katsuki growled out, shoving Shinsou's hand away from where he was making sure no real damage was done. His knuckles were red from hitting Katsuki's palms. “Screw tryin' ta' be nice.”
“Try harder, Doctor Blasty,” Shinsou said, smirking at Katsuki's pissed glare. He bent his fingers, they still stung but less than the black eye and bruises on his forearms. “How do you hero students do this without gloves or something to soften it? That hurt like hell.”
“You do it enough, you get used to it,” Katsuki said. He grabbed his sports bag. He'd ended up spending the entire morning time trying to teach Shinsou how to do basic self defense, in between “mandatory” coffee breaks for Shinsou. It was annoying, but he told himself that he went through with it because if Shinsou got beat up, he wouldn't get free drinks any more. He shoved the now empty thermos into his bag. “You're just a weak little shit.”
“You made the little shit part clear, but I will make you humiliate yourself,” Shinsou said, face blank as and rubbed over some of the new bruises. “Don't test me, Blasty.”
“Right back at ya, ass,” Katsuki snarled. He stomped back inside the building.
There was at least half an hour before people normally started showing up, so he was caught a little off guard when he almost slammed into another blond. Shinsou came back inside behind him, glancing over the two curiously. Katsuki's face dropped into an even more vicious scowl. He knew the other person—that copy-and-paste guy from the cavalry battle. The other recognized him, too, but instead of moving back in fear, he just grinned.
“Bakugou, interesting seeing you out this early,” the other blond drawled. Katsuki just grit his teeth to keep from shouting. “Are you here to work out? You know, 1-B have permission to use the gym areas, no need to get so offe--”
“Why don't you mind your own business?” Shinsou's voice cut in. The other blond looked over at him. He didn't recognize Shinsou and it was written all over his face. “We're just leaving, and if you think this is early, you're weird.”
Katsuki let himself relax a little, turning and marching off to the locker rooms, but stopped. The copy-paste guy was chuckling at something, obnoxious and smug. Katsuki whipped his head around, glaring at him angrily.
“WOW! The 1-A kid needed a Gen Ed kid to protect himself,” the copy-paste guy said, grinning at Katsuki with a shit-eating grin. Katsuki felt sparks start up on his palms and he let out a quiet huff.
“Hey, Blasty,” Shinsou piped up.
“The he--”
“I'm going this for your own good. Turn around and go to the locker room,” Shinsou commanded. Katsuki numbly listened, face blank the second the beginning of a sentence left his mouth. Screw the drinks, Shinsou wasn't getting away with controlling him twice. “Slap yourself when you're in there and snap out of it. See ya around.”
The copy-paste guy watched with wide eyes as Katsuki walked away into the locker room without a single protest or curse. Katsuki could feel the eyes on him before he turned the corner. Almost the moment he stepped inside the room, he involuntarily slapped himself across the face. He cursed loudly and threw his bag on the bench. He slammed his hands against the lockers, just to hit something and glared down at the ground. It was too damn early to deal with the copy-paste guy, and he probably would've blasted his face off if Shinsou hadn't intervened but that guy deserved it. He growled to himself before pushing off the lockers and unzipping his bag, pulling out his uniform.
“Hey... do you think Bakugou's been more... mellow, lately?” Midoriya quietly asked Kirishima before the blond joined Kirishima for lunch and Midoriya went off with Iida and Uraraka. Kirishima gave him a confused look. “I mean, like. When we first got into the dorms, he shouted a lot at night or early morning, but he hasn't recently.”
“That's just 'cause he works out in the morning,” Kirishima said. “He's always out early.”
“Yeah... but even in class, he hasn't yelled at me in a while,” Midoriya muttered, rubbing his chin and looking off to the side. “Not like I mind not being yelled out, but it's just weird. Do you think something happened?”
“You're overthinking it,” Kirishima laughed, but now he was thinking about it and the blond seemed a lot less scream-y in the past few days. “It's Bakugou, come on.”
“I guess so, but maybe he met someone...”
“Like a girlfriend?”
“M-Maybe. Keep this between us? If we're wrong and it spreads to the class, he'll kill us.”
“Lips are sealed! Later.”
Katsuki understood why Kirishima hung around him, but he really didn't get where the other three came from. He glanced around the table, taking a bite out of his burger as Ashido and Kaminari talked avidly about some TV show they watched the other night. Sero added a few things to their conversation, and so did Kirishima. Other than that it was the other two filling the silence that would've taken over their table if it weren't for them.
“Bakugou, you so gotta watch this show!” Ashido said, turning her attention to Katsuki. The blond just frowned and raised an eyebrow. Kirishima gave him a slightly confused look, but it vanished the second Katsuki notice it. “You'd love it!”
“Whatever, raccoon-eyes,” Katsuki grumbled, taking a huge bite of his food to avoid answering any further question. The four at the table didn't even flinch at the names Katsuki gave them anymore. Kaminari complained, sure, but the others just accepted it at that point.
Sero started up another conversation with Kaminari and Ashido about some other thing that happened. Katsuki wasn't paying attention, so he didn't know if it was show-related or now, but he really didn't care. He looked out at the cafeteria. That copy-paste guy was still on his mind and he just wanted to blow something up to get it out of his system. Luckily, hero training was coming up and that should give him enough leeway to really wreck some shit.
1-B students sort of avoided 1-A, so Katsuki didn't see the guy, but that didn't help. Seeing him would probably be worse. He bounced his leg just for something to do and turned back to the table. Now all of the other four were deeply invested in whatever conversation they were having. He glanced back and forth between them all as they talked about the show. Maybe he should watch it just so they all didn't sound like crazy people when they talked about it with him around.
Katsuki jolted as a finger poked him in the shoulder. He whacked it away and glared at the person it belonged to. He relaxed a little when he noticed it was just Shinsou.
“Calm down,” Shinsou scoffed. “Just came to tell you I overheard that 1-B guy saying he'd 'join' you in the mornings when your working out and stuff.”
“Yeah, I know. But that was it, later, asshole.”
“See ya, shithead,” Katsuki said as Shinsou started walking away. He didn't even give it a second thought until he noticed the entire table was staring at him with curious eyes. “The hell you starin' at.”
You have other friends!?” Kaminari blurted before anyone else could. Katsuki felt his eye twitch and Kirishima was already trying to calm him down as Ashido and Sero made an excuse to leave the table by grabbing all the trays.
Katsuki lunging across the table was stopped by Kirishima's arm, guarded by his quirk.
“Wait you're hanging out with Shinsou? From the sports festival?” Midoriya asked, walking up to where Kirishima and Katsuki were standing in the kitchen. Katsuki just glared at him and Kirishima shrugged. “Purple hair and eyebags?”
“Why does this matter, again?” Katsuki growled, leaning back against the counter and crossing his arms. “He just sits on his ass in the bleachers next to where I run. Not a big deal.”
“How long?” Kirishima asked.
“A month? I dunno this shit,” Katsuki snapped.
“And you're... nice to him?” Midoriya asked hesitantly. The second it finished leaving his mouth, the regret was on his face. “Oh wait--”
“Shut the hell up, Deku, and mind your own shit!”
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Katsuki crushed the empty water bottle and tossed it in the garbage barrel. He sighed, digging through his bag to see if he still had any money in there from when he bought his own drink. It was weird not shooting insults back and forth with Shinsou. That was probably why he hadn't yelled at Kaminari as much recently as he used to, and Shinsou didn't take it seriously or personally. He refused to admit he liked the other in any way, shape, or form, or missed him.
No money, but the thermos with fresh coffee was there. Katsuki cursed. He climbed over his bag and flopped down onto the second tier, leaning back against the one behind it. He glared up at the sky, trying to figure out if he could blast open the vending machine without getting in any trouble. He groaned and rubbed his palms over his eyes. He could probably get away with not finishing his usual workout for one day. Those 1-B asses had said they'd be trying to take over Katsuki's time there, but not a one of them had shown up. He wouldn't question it, as long as those extras stayed out of his way. He closed his eyes and let his arms spread out behind him.
“Slacking off, asshole?”
Katsuki jolted, arm going up defensively on instinct. He narrowed his eyes at Shinsou, who came out of nowhere, standing next to the garbage barrel. He scowled as Shinsou walked over to his bag, and took the thermos that was sticking out. His glare lessened when the other tossed the energy drink can at him. Shinsou climbed up the bleachers and sat down next to him.
“You're late,” Katsuki growled, opening the can.
“Oh sorry, didn't realize I had an appointment,” Shinsou said instantly. He opened the thermos and sniffed it, sighing happily. “Do I have to reschedule, Doctor Blasty?”
“Piss off.”
Shinsou snorted, taking out his phone and sipping from his coffee. Katsuki leaned back against the other bleacher and kicked his legs up on the one in front of him. There was silence as Shinsou messed with his phone and Katsuki stared up at the still dark morning sky.
“Okay, am I actually like super late, that you're already done with your whole work out thing,” Shinsou began. “Or are you just stopping early.”
“Not worth getting into the back half when those 1-B asses show up,” Katsuki spat, frowning at the thought of the copy-paste guy again. “The hell they think they are!?”
“It's still a public place, just cause you got here first doesn't mean it's yours,” Shinsou said calmly. Katsuki grumbled under his breath. “Let them do what they wanna do, and ignore them.”
“That copy-paste bastard ain't gonna let me,” Katsuki hissed. “I'll kill him.”
“Just make sure you hide the body well and get a cover story,” Shinsou shrugged. Katsuki felt the corner of his mouth twitch in a smile, but he shoved it down into his normal frown. “Also, I hope you know I'm being completely sarcastic and do not condone you murdering people in any way.”
“Shut up, shithead.”
“Just being clear.”
Katsuki rolled his eyes and sat up, glancing over at the door to the building. No sign of the 1-B kids. They'd probably show up when the copy-paste guy did yesterday, so there was still a while. He grumbled and took a sip from the can.
He looked over at Shinsou, who was holding his phone up close to his face, squinting and zooming in on something.
“The hell're you always doing on that?” Katsuki asked. Shinsou lowered his phone, glancing over at him.
“Blog stuff,” Shinsou said.
“People are actually interested in your life?” Katsuki muttered.
“Ouch, thanks, shithead,” Shinsou snorted. Katsuki frowned and looked off to the side. He hadn't meant it that way. “But I don't post personal stuff. It's cats, aesthetics, shitposts, memes, and more cats. Occasional selfies with like the entire bottom half of my face blocked by something.”
“So they see your freak hair and still follow you?” Katsuki asked. Shinsou quietly looked him in the face for a second, glancing up at Katsuki's hair for only a moment and going back to his phone. Katsuki shoved him in the shoulder. “You are such a little shit!”
“I didn't say anything,” Shinosu said, trying his best to look innocent even though a grin was showing up on his face. Katsuki scowled and shoved him again.
“You might as well've, shithead.”
“I have no idea what you're talking about,” Shinsou sighed exasperatedly. “But yeah, its just things I find cool.”
“How many people are interested in that?” Katsuki asked, drinking from the
“Um...” Shinsou hummed, drawing his eyebrows together as he switched windows on his phone. “45.”
“The shitty grape-head has more followers than that,” Katsuki snapped, glaring at him.
“You... are far too quick to insult me, and didn't let me finish,” Shinsou said. He turned his phone so Katsuki could look at the screen. “It's 45 thousand.”
Katsuki's eyes widened and he stared at the screen in shock. Sure enough, the number was displayed in the right box under the blog name.
Insomi-cat?” Katsuki said. “You're really being thorough with the cat shit.”
“It's a great name, asshole, what's yours, then?” Shinsou challenged, frowning at him.
“My goddamn name, shithead.”
“God, that's boring.”
“You didn't even spell insomni right.”
“It was taken, but Insomi looks better anyways. Silver lining. But seriously, what's your URL?”
“You're gonna follow me?”
“Curiosity. Now tell me before I stalk my way to it.”
Katsuki narrowed his eyes at him before snatching the phone. Shinsou tried to grab it back, but Katsuki just smacked his hands away and held them down by the wrists. He typed in his URL and made it so Shinsou's account was following his. He gave the phone back and Shinsou gave him a sour look.
“Never take my phone again,” Shinsou muttered, double checking if Katsuki tried anything else in the few seconds.
“Yeah whatever, shithead,” Katsuki said, standing up and chugging the rest of the drink. “I'm getting out of here before the 1-B asses show up."
“I'm surprised there not more swearing on here,” Shinsou commented as Katsuki jumped down the bleachers and grabbed his bag. The blond just gave him a flat look before walking away, inside the building.
Katsuki didn't mind waking up early in the morning, it just gave him time to be grumpy from getting snapped awake. He blinked his eyes opened and mumbled incoherently even to himself. He rolled over and grabbed his phone sitting next to his bed. He pulled the blanket over his head and clicked it on. He cursed at the light and turned down the brightness as fast as he could.
He blinked rapidly as his eyes adjusted and grumbled. The clock displayed on the top edge of the screen. It was way to early. He opened the blog app and hit the notifications. Shinsou's account name was at the top of it. Katsuki didn't post a lot, and it was mostly short text posts and stupid pictures. He clicked on the account name and hit follow. He frowned down at the follower count. Seriously, what the hell?
Katsuki glanced up at the blanket over his head. He should probably sleep, but there was no way that was happening now. His brain was awake, and that meant no sleep for him. He started scrolling through Shinsou's posts and resigned himself to suffering in the morning. Maybe he'd try the coffee Shinsou was so in love with. As he swiped through it all, he realized it was almost exactly as Shinsou described. There were a lot of cats, memes, cat memes, and shitposts. The occasional selfie came up, and as the other said, his face from the nose down was covered in each one.
As he went through them all, he noticed he was smirking at some of the stupid things and cat pictures. He was probably being weird, but he could practically hear Shinsou saying some of the plain text posts, layered with sarcasm. He kept scrolling. He didn't like anything, mostly because he didn't want Shinsou knowing. That shithead was already smug enough.
Katsuki didn't pay attention to the time until his alarm clock went off. He sat up straight, cursing when his foot hit the wall next to his bed. He hissed at the pain and hit his alarm clock roughly, a small explosion going off. Thank god for all the specialty quirk items, more specifically the blast-proof ones.
He rubbed his eyes as he turned on the lamp. He blinked slowly at the time on the clock. Holy crap. He through his phone across the bed. Two hours going through Shinsou's account. Katsuki stared at the phone like it personally offended him. He let out quiet curse and buried his face in his palms.
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Hitoshi really hated lunch sometimes. He loved food—it was the best thing next to coffee and sleep—but he could deal without the people. That day, earlier in class, he spoke up and used his quirk to get one of the guys who pushed him around a lot to leave him be until class started. He regretted it when he removed the effect as the teacher had walked in, and knew it'd lead to what was happening.
He rushed through the line, trying to put as much distance between him at the guys looking for him as possible. He grabbed his tray and glanced around the room. He frowned and walked out of the building. Outside was safer than even the most populated area. The guys were the same ones that gave him the black eye that was almost fully healed, and they wouldn't hesitate to give him a new one right over it just because people were around. Yet, they didn't go outside at lunch most of the time so it was just the safest bet.
Hitoshi sighed when he got into the courtyard. The sky was mostly clear, and the few clouds out there were pure white and fluffy. He glared up at the sky briefly and walked over to a set of trees. He sat down at the base of one of them and leaned back against the trunk. It was good to stay out of the sunlight, and there were only a couple of people out and around in the courtyard area.
He only poked at his food, and stared off into space at the ground. Sweet silence. That morning was the usual—Bakugou running laps, energy drinks, and free good coffee. He wanted more coffee, but there was no way in hell he'd be walking across the entire campus for that trash in the vending machine. He took a few bites of his sandwich before deciding he wasn't hungry any more and slouched back against the tree.
The conversations of other groups floated over, and he caught a few words but ended up tuning it all out. Sweet silence . Then he felt the eyes. He always thought it was just one of those things that authors used in stories to rush the story along by having people realize whatever's going on by a feeling. He was very wrong though. He could actually feel the eyes staring a him, and while it happened once with Bakugou before, he'd written it off as him being weird about the whole thing. But no.
Hitoshi glanced over at the building. Those guys were there, near the door and looking around. He cursed in his head and prepared to move away as discreetly as possible. But nope, not happened. One of them saw him, nudged his buddies, and they all turned to look at him. He sucked his teeth and acted like he hadn't seen anything. He knew they wouldn't lose interest, but he could hope and dream.
Foot steps got closer, only one set, though and he braced himself for someone to grab him by the shirt. He got nudged only a little rough instead. He looked up and blinked at Bakugou standing next to him. The blond was scowling—as per the norm.
“Scoot over,” Bakugou said. Hitoshi frowned but didn't question it, moving over enough for the blond to sit down next to him, leaning back against the tree with him. “Those assholes're staring at you. What d'ya do?”
“Use my quirk to get them to piss off for the morning,” Hitoshi sighed, nudging his tray away and bringing his knees up to his chest.
“Good job, shithead,” Bakugou snorted, eating his own lunch. “They're definitely ignoring your ass now.”
“They are now,” Hitoshi mumbled, glancing over Bakugou's shoulders to where the group still was. They were speaking quietly but rushed, gesturing and continuously looking over at Hitoshi and Bakugou. “You scared them. That's actually hilarious.”
“You making fun of me, shithead?” Bakugou snapped. Hitoshi gave a small smirk before sliding his back down the tree so he was on the ground. “The hell you doing?”
“Taking a nap, wake me up when lunch is over,” Hitoshi yawned. He lied down fully on the ground and curled on his side, facing towards Bakugou. “Don't have to do anything besides that. Apparently you're scary .”
“Piss off.”
“Thanks, asshole.”
Katsuki had only sat next to Shinsou because the ones he usually sat with at lunch were off working on some paper with the creation-girl. He glanced down at where Shinsou was already out cold. For someone who couldn't sleep at night and demanded coffee every morning, he fell asleep extremely fast. Katsuki grumbled to himself and shifted back against the tree. He looked over to where the guys near the building were still standing.
They looked scared at least. He had to guess that they were the ones that gave Shinsou the black eye, which he didn't get. They looked like wannabe tough guys, cliche and stupid. It was already obvious that Shinsou wasn't exactly scared of them like they were of Katsuki, but it still was annoying to think that those guys are the ones that hit Shinsou hard enough to give him a bruise that lasted as long as it did. Katsuki flinched when Shinsou shifted next to him, rolling over a little, his arm bumping against Katsuki's leg. The blond tensed up a little but Shinsou was completely unconscious. He huffed and leaned back against the tree, looking over at where that group still was.
The one that was standing at the front of it met his eyes. Katsuki set off a small explosion, and the other stepped back. The group eventually went off, disappearing into the building. Shinsou grumbled something and Katsuki froze again. Shinsou would probably be pissed if Katsuki woke him up before he had to. Luckily, the purple-blue haired boy was still asleep. He needed it, and even Katsuki wasn't about to ruin that for him.
Katsuki ate his lunch silently. He hadn't been hoping for conversation, he never is at lunch, so it's not like he was upset. He looked around the courtyard. It was mostly empty, just a few kids he's never even seen before in the hero course. Some gave him and Shinsou glances, but looked away quickly. He knew that a lot of people in the school were kind of scared of him after the sports festival, but he didn't think it was so prominent.
He glanced back down at Shinsou. His arms were folded close to his chest, hands acting as a sort of pillow. His hair was still sticking up fairly straight despite being on the ground. Katsuki frowned at the thoughts his brain tried to bring up to the forefront of his head and looked back out at the courtyard. One of his classmates stood a few feet away, watching with wide eyes.
It was one of the quieter students, and Katsuki could've sworn he's seen him hanging around the bird head and tentacle guy. Katsuki didn't know his name, but he tensed up and prepared to jump up and hit him. The other jolted at Katsuki's movement and waved his hands placatingly. He gestured zipping his mouth shut and Katsuki narrowed his eyes.
“Breathe a word of this, and you're dead,” Katsuki hissed. The other nodded frantically and quickly walked away.
Katsuki eventually relaxed back against the tree. It was a good thing that the one person who actually found him was probably one of if not the most quiet person in his class. He scowled at the thought of anyone else finding him. He doubted they'd be able to keep their mouth shut. He huffed and tilted his head back, knocking it against the tree. He frowned at the sky and sighed.
“Wait up, Bakugou!”
Katsuki paused in tying his shoes and looked up. It was the regular time for him to leave for the gym area. Kirishima stood in front of him, dressed in work out clothes with his bag over his shoulder. Midoriya came up behind him, dressed similarly and hopping forward as he pulled on his sneakers. He had his bag on his shoulders, too. Katsuki saw where this was going and didn't like it.
“No,” he snapped, finishing the knot and standing up. He marched towards the kitchen.
“You didn't even know what I was gonna ask!” Kirishima whined, throwing his bag down and following after Katsuki. “C'mon Bakugou.”
“I said no , shitty hair,” Katsuki said louder.
The class prez was sitting at the counter, eating cereal, and gave a glare when Katsuki came into the kitchen. He went over to the coffee machine, grabbing the thermos that got washed last night. He had no idea about all the technical things the machine could do, only bothering to pay attention to when the class prez said how to make a plain cup. He screwed open the thermos and put on the base, hitting the button and letting it fill.
“We just wanna get in a work out, too,” Kirishima said. Midoriya walked in behind him, nervously glancing between the other three. “It's not a big deal.”
Katsuki scowled at him and crossed his arms.
“Kacchan, if you really don't wan--”
“Nope! We're going,” Kirishima interrupted, putting his hands on his hips. Katsuki growled near silently and looked away at the coffee machine. “I was going to ask if you were okay with it, but we were gonna go anyways.”
“Then what was the goddamn point of even trying to ask!?” Katsuki shouted.
“Please watch your volume!” the class prez ordered, even if his voice was almost as loud. “People are trying to sleep!”
“Watch your own volume, ass!” Katsuki snapped back. The two of them glared at each other until the buzzer of the machine went off. Katsuki grumbled as he turned it off and and grabbed the thermos. He screwed on the cover tightly. “Fine do whatever the hell you want, I don't give a shit.”
“Good,” Kirishima said, smiling at him despite the dirty look Katsuki was shooting in his direction. Midoriya smiled anxiously and turned to walk out of the kitchen. “Let's get going then.
Chapter Text
When Hitoshi walked out into the outside gym area, he almost turned on his heel and went back inside immediately. He only stopped when he saw Bakugou's sour look. The blond looked the most pissed Hitoshi had ever seen him in the morning—but at least he could see the reason. Bakugou was running across the part of the track he could see from the exit of the building. Then two others after him. Hitoshi frowned instantly. He walked out of the space between the bleachers. He put the energy drink can next to Bakugou's bag—there were two other bags next to it—and grabbed the thermos.
Hitoshi climbed up to his usual spot on the bleachers and sat down, legs kicked up on the bench in front of him. He watched the three others run, and his frown deepened. He instantly recognized the head of green curly hair, and he had a vague idea of who the red-head was—someone who normally sat with Bakugou at lunch.
Bakugou was running ahead of the other two, probably on purpose, but they still kept up. Hitoshi snorted to himself, leaning back and pulling out his phone. He took a long sip of the coffee and slumped down happily. He'd have to get Bakugou to figure out the name of the brand—even if he'd never buy it for himself for obvious reasons. He went over to the blog app and started scrolling through his feed and notifications.
The three rounded the track and Bakugou slowed down, stopping at the bleachers and opening up the energy drink. No words to Hitoshi as he did, so Hitoshi assumed that he wasn't interested in being social around the other two. Speaking of...
“Oh, hey!” the green-haired one said, smiling as he stopped next to Bakugou. “I know you from the sports festival, we fought in the tournament. Shinsou, right?--” Hitoshi looked over the edge of the thermos and blinked slowly. Bakugou smothered a smirk by taking a long drink from the can. “I'm Midoriya.”
“I know,” Hitoshi murmured. “Hard to forget the guy who broke his fingers and gave me back pain for a week.”
Midoriya looked down at his bag guiltily and pulled out a bottled water. “Yeah... s-sorry about that,” he said, smiling nervously. “It was spur of the moment.”
Hitoshi just hummed noncommittally and went back to his phone. The red-head stopped next to bleachers soon after.
“Hey!” he said. Hitoshi looked up again, frown deepening behind the thermos. “I'm Kirishima, one of Bakugou's friends.”
“Shinsou Hitoshi...”
“Cool to meet ya!”
Hitoshi blinked at him, keep his face carefully blank. Kirishima looked only a little put off, turning to Midoriya. The two of them chatted quietly while they took a break. Hitoshi looked over at Bakugou, and the blond was looking back at him. The blond frowned, almost apologetically. Hitoshi glanced at the two talking happily, now, and rolled his eyes—over exaggerated and exasperatedly. Bakugou stifled a snort and turned away, putting the can down and going back to running.
Midoriya and Kirishima both looked surprised when the blond just took off. Kirishima quickly went after him and Midoriya scrambled to put his bottle back before following.
“Wait up, Kacchan!” Midoriya called.
“You dragged yourself out here, keep up shitty Deku!”
Katsuki scowled as his phone went off in his bag. He finished changing and pulled it out before slinging the bag over his shoulder.
“Who's texting you, Bakugou?” Kaminari piped up as Katsuki went to leave the locker room. It was after their last class—a hero training one. “You get a girlfriend?”
“How'd he get one before me!?” the grape-head's whiny voice could be heard from behind one of the rows of lockets.
“Shut it, discount pikachu,” Katsuki snapped. Kaminari hit his head against the locker and Sero laughed, trying to make him feel better. Kirishima snorted, but covered it up by pulling a shirt on over his head.
Katsuki stormed out of the locker rooms and started walking back to the dorms. He unlocked his phone and frowned at where the notification came from. He opened the blog app and was even more confused when he saw it came from the private message part. He hit the button and opened the chat.
Insomi-Cat: Yo it's Shinsou
Insomi-Cat: Just wonderin what happened with those two tagging along this mornin
Me: hell if I know
Me: they invited their own asses
Insomi-Cat: Jus checking bc you certainly didn't look like you invited them
Insomi-Cat: Also, send me ur phone number
Me: y tf would I do that
Insomi-Cat: Bc I get a lot of notifications/messages and it'll be easier, smart one
Me: whatever
Katsuki sent his phone number and shoved his phone into his bag again, ignoring when it went off again. Kirishima caught up to him, and started walking along side him, talking about something. Katsuki glanced up at him and frowned. The red-head noticed that and gave him a confused look.
“What's up?” he asked. Katsuki just scowled and looked away pointedly. “Are you pissed at me or something?”--he stubbornly said silent “--Come on, man just tell me.”
“I told you to mind your own shit, and ya didn't, okay?” Katsuki snapped, snarling at him. Kirishima looked even more confused. “There's a goddamn reason I didn't ask you and shitty Deku to follow me in the morning. 'S called privacy, shitty hair! So I'll say it again, since clearly you didn't get it the first time. Mind your own shit .”
Katsuki walked faster, trying to put as much distance between him and Kirishima as possible so he could be pissed alone.
“Hit them back shithead.”
Black eye is better than broken bones, asshole.
“I thought they were scared of me .
You weren't there, smart one.
“Piss off. I know that, but shouldn't they get worried or some shit that I'll come and kick their asses?”
Unless you actually do it, 'fraid no one's gonna think that—YOW!
Katsuki jolted and looked down at his phone where it was sitting next to him on his bed on speaker.
Shit shit shit, that hurts like hell.
“What'dya do?”
Paper cut on my face, medicine stings ,” Shinsou said. “ Why does the medicine that works either hurts or tastes completely gross? Like who decided this?
“Assholes that keep all the good shit to themselves, probably,” Katsuki said, going back to his homework.
I hate that you're probably right ,” Shinsou groaned and there was rustling in the background. He cursed as something probably fell over, making a crash. Katsuki smirked at the sound of Shinsou repeatedly cursing as he picked up whatever fell over. “ I hate everything .”
“How'd you get a paper cut on your face, anyways?” Katsuki asked.
Mistakes were made, okay? ” Shinsou snapped, grumpily. There were a few more crashes in the background. “ I was trying to sort shit out in my room and I hit myself in the face with a notebook.
“How the hell do you do that?”
I have no clue, but it happens a lot to me .”
Katsuki snorted and shifted, moving to lie down on his bed, pushing his books forward. He moved his phone so it was closer. Shinsou slammed something shut. Katsuki continued writing as Shinsou moved things around.
“What kinda shit you Gen Ed guys got for homework?” Katsuki asked.
More than hero students ,” Shinsou said.
You superior hero students get less homework because you're busy training and shit ,” Shinsou explained. The sound of his bed creaking slightly under his weight could be heard through the phone. “ We don't. Plus everyone assumes you guys're gonna be heroes, so you get less of the normal homework so you have time to do your hero shit .”
“That's... some stupid shit,” Katsuki said. “They do know you guys could become heroes anyway, right? Are they tryin' to force you into normal shitty jobs?”
I mean, probably? ” Shinsou sighed. “ But... like... You can't blame them? It's shitty, obviously, but none of us are getting any of that hero training. It'd be a lot harder to reach the level that you guys'll be at when we graduate. Have you seen some of the shit the third years pull off? I stopped by their part of the Sports Festival after I lost and holy shit is it intense.
“Still, 's kinda shitty of them,” Katsuki grumbled.
People are shitty, it's a fact of life ,” Shinsou said. “ Still, though, I'm not gonna complain if I still get good grades.
“You've had two black eyes in the last week, shithead,” Katsuki snapped. “You have goddamn right to complain.”
Shinsou laughed bitterly and Katsuki could hear him flopping down on his bed. Katsuki closed his books and pushed them further to the edge of his bed. The two of them were quiet for a few minutes, Shinsou messing around with something else and Katsuki relaxing into his blankets.
The asshole that hit me said something shitty, too ,” Shinsou started after a while. Katsuki grunted to show he was listening. “ He said that... it's ironic the two villain kids started hanging out after we showed out 'true colors' in the Sports Festival .”
“...Seriously?” Katsuki said. He felt like shouting, but he was tired and if he was loud, people would start asking more questions—especially with Kaminari bringing up the idea he had a girlfriend. Mineta would never let that go. “Doesn't that ass realize I'm in the hero course, and he isn't? That's stupid.”
“And you're not being a villain, either, got it shithead? I'm not being friends with someone if they're gonna be a villain, so they can piss off.”
Shinsou was quiet, stopping whatever he was doing. Katsuki looked over at his phone, crossing his arms under his chin and frowning at it. Shinsou let out a single quiet laugh-sigh,
Thanks, asshat. See ya tomorrow .”
Hitoshi smiled at his phone after they hung up and laughed quietly to himself. He pressed the heel of his hand to the eye wasn't bruised. The guy hit him enough for it to start swelling this time, but luckily it wasn't swollen shut. Despite the pulsing pain, he actually felt good. He sat back up, putting his phone down on the table next to his bed. Sitting against the pillows, he pulled out his laptop from its place next to his bed, grabbing his headphones from off the end table. He opened the computer, powering it up and still smiling faintly.
He'd take it as a compliment.
Chapter Text
“Oi, Bakugou,” Shinsou said, getting Katsuki to look over at him. He had his phone held up, camera facing the blond. “Say cheese.”
Katsuki scowled, turning away and giving him the finger. Shinsou just snorted and there was the flash of the camera. Katsuki frowned, climbing up the bleachers to look over Shinsou's shoulder to see the screen. He crouch on the bench Shinsou was leaning back against, energy drink in his hands.
Shinsou had already finished the coffee, and the thermos was haphazardly put in Katsuki's bag. Midoriya and Kirishima were there today, too, but Katsuki had let them run ahead of him so he could stop without them following him. So the two of them were going around the first corner, and it would be a little bit until they got back to the bleachers. It had been a later start for all of them—Shinsou included—so they might have been cutting it a little close with when the rest of the students showed up.
Katsuki shook his head to clear the thoughts and looked down at Shinsou's screen, moving so he was sitting next to where Shinsou's upper back was against the bench. Some other app was open and Shinsou was drawing with his finger on the picture he took of Katsuki. He had it zoomed in on Katsuki's face and was drawing what looked like a poorly done surgical mask to hide the bottom half of his face.
“Why?” Katsuki asked, leaning closer like it'd help him figure out what Shinsou was doing.
“Are... Are you telling me you don't look at every post I make?” Shinsou said, acting fake insulted and glancing up at Katsuki while putting a hand to his chest. He tutted and Katsuki rolled his eyes. No way in hell was he telling Shinsou that he did look at almost everything—save for a few odd ones. “I am insulted. I mentioned you a few times, no names or anything, but enough apparently. People are curious.”
“Then I'll send you a decent picture when I'm not sweaty and shit,” Katsuki protested, flicking Shinsou in the side of his head. “And when I'm not flipping you off.”
“Nope,” Shinsou said, popping the p and swatting Katsuki's hand away. “Accuracy of your personality is important.”
“Oh screw you,” Katsuki huffed. He took a sip of the drink and looked over at the track. Kirishima and Midoriya were just past halfway around, and Midoriya was picking up the pace—probably realizing that Katsuki was alone with Shinsou. He scowled. “I don't get why the hell they're still sticking around.”
“Maybe they fear for your safety,” Shinsou shrugged, switching over to the blog app and starting a new post. “Or mine... probably mine.”
“I don't hit people unless they piss me off, then they earn it,” Katsuki said. Shinsou snorted as he typed. “And you might piss me off a little but not enough to earn getting the shit beat out of you.”
“You tried to 'teach' me, and I'm using the word very loosely here,” Shinsou started. “To fight and might as well've beat the shit outta me. My arms hurt worse than my eye when that happened.”
“That's 'cause you were a wimp,” Katsuki grumbled. “But... sorry and shit.”
“Little late, but thanks, asshole,” Shinsou said. He reached up and patted Katsuki on the face without even looking over. Katsuki frowned at the hand casually tapping him on the cheek, but Shinsou had both hands on his phone again when he went to smack it away.
Katsuki looked back up as Midoriya came to a stop next to the bleachers. He glanced up at Katsuki and Shinsou only for a second, catching Katsuki's glare then looking back at his bag quickly. Kirishima was a few seconds behind him, Katsuki's look didn't stop him from giving Shinsou and Katsuki a confused look.
The red-head was smart enough not to say anything, but still gave them a look. Katsuki looked back down at Shinsou's phone. If he really didn't want Katsuki looking at his, phone he would've turned the screen away, instead he had it tilted towards to the blond. Shinsou had the picture and text in the post that Katsuki couldn't read. He leaned in closer, squinting as he tried to read it as Shinsou kept typing. If Shinsou was shifting the phone as he typed, he would've been able to make it out, but he doubted Shinsou would stop just so he could read it before he posted.
Shinsou only stopped one second to proofread it, before hitting the post button and switching over to his feed. Midoriya and Kirishima were talking about whatever, and Katsuki was glad for their chatter because it drowned out the sound of his phone going off in the bag with the notification Shinsou posted something. He told himself it was because the app automatically set it up and he didn't know how to change it even if he could look it up. He'd look at the post in the small gap before class or at lunch.
“Well look who's still here!” a new voice said. Katsuki looked over and glared. The copy-paste guy and few other guys from 1-B had walked into the area. Maybe they were out there later than he thought. “Were you trying to hide? That's not very heroic of you, but at least you have your friends tagging along now.”
Katsuki growled and set off a small explosion in the hand without his drink. Shinsou jolted at the sound so close to him, but then relaxed.
“Hey, you're Monoma,” Kirishima piped up, interrupting what ever kind of staring contest the two of them were having. Katsuki took a long sip from the can. “I know you have a grudge or something, but no need to pick a fight. You're out here to run like us, no big deal.”
Monoma scoffed and one of the other 1-B students looked at Kirishima angrily.
“I could make him piss himself right now,” Shinsou whispered to Katsuki.
The blond choked on the drink he still had in his mouth. He coughed loudly, slamming a fist against his chest as he gagged. Shinsou grinned smugly, going back to his phone like nothing happened. The others there all turned their attention to him. He put the can down as the coughing slowed to a stop.
“Bakugou, you alright?” Kirishima asked.
“I'm fine, shitty hair,” Katsuki snapped, waving his hand as he caught his breath. He let out a sigh and then smacked Shinsou on the shoulder. The purple-blue haired boy snorted loudly, covering his mouth and keeping his eyes on his phone. Katsuki leaned forward, putting his face in his palms and his elbows on his knees. “God dammit .”
Midoriya and Kirishima went back to talking with each other. The 1-B students went over to the other bleachers, one of them holding back Monoma from making any more comments. Katsuki glared at Shinsou from between his fingers and the other gave him smirk.
“Well, I'm gonna get to class, later,” Shinsou said, jumping to his feet and grabbing his bag. He leaned down to Katsuki and whispered again. “Seriously, just give me the go ahead. I'll do it at lunch.”
Katsuki closed his eye and bit his bottom lip against the grin that was trying to spread across his face. Shinsou hopped down the bleachers and headed back inside the building. After a minute or two, Katsuki got up, grabbing his bag and throwing the can away. He went inside without a word to Kirishima or Midoriya. They barely paused in their conversation as he passed them.
Pulling out his phone, he unlocked it and opened the blog app. The first thing on his feed was the post with the picture of him.
In response to popular demand, have a lovely picture of blasty. I told him to say cheese. He told me to take a better picture when he wasn't sweaty but accuracy is important .
Katsuki rolled his eyes and hit the button to look at the comments. Half of them were variations of “same” and “me.” There were a few talking about them loving Shinsou's account, and some complimenting Katsuki's appearance even if they couldn't see any part of his face. Then was one that caught his attention.
kopfa5673: he does have hair like an electrocuted pomeranian.
He stopped in the middle of the locker room and frowned. He switched over to Shinsou's contact and quickly punched out a message.
Shinsou: Ah, I've been found out.
Shinsou: I have no regrets.
The power of friendship? ...You're kidding me .”
Hell no... You call me an angry pomeranian I'm complaining .”
“Bakugou I swear to god.”
“... Fight me, shithead .”
Hitoshi groaned and paused the show, burying his face in his hands. It was his idea, and now he had regrets. Bakugou's quiet laughing could be heard despite the so-so quality of the audio through Skype . It had seemed like a decent idea, skyping Bakugou so he could make the blond watch an anime Hitoshi had been watching. The share-sharing made it so they both saw it at the same time without having to be in the same room.
Bakugou didn't want the other hero students being nosy, and Hitoshi didn't want to be near any of them more than he had to, so they wouldn't meet at Bakugou's dorm. They also had a mutual agreement that it would be a bad idea for Bakugou to go over to Hitoshi's dorm.
The blond only sat through four full episodes, before he started commentating. Even during the first four, Hitoshi got him to shut up, but at this point Bakugou just wouldn't shut up. Plus, from where Hitoshi could see Bakugou from the blond's webcam, he was getting tired. Almost on cue, Bakugou yawned and stuffed a pillow under his chin where he was lying down on his bed, facing the laptop.
“If you're going to mock my show, then just sleep,” Hitoshi said, taking a deep breath to keep from snapping. “You're tired and being more of an ass than usual.”
Hell no... If you can stay up, then I can ,” Bakugou mumbled. “ 'Sides, it has to suck being up with no one to talk with...
“I'm swooning, trust me, but seriously,” Hitoshi sighed, rolling his eyes. He crossed his arms and propped himself up. He had his legs bent up behind him, blanket pulled over him and laptop set up in front of him. “You have hero training tomorrow which actually has risk of broken bones and fatal injuries. Just sleep and don't die tomorrow.”
I'll be... fine .”
Hitoshi raised an eyebrow at him and Bakugou grumbled, burying his face in the pillow. Hitoshi bookmarked the page he was watching his show on and made sure it was on the bookmark-bar.
Keep watching your stupid show... Power of friendship, dragon roar, ice and shit ,” Bakugou said, yawning halfway through the sentence.
“Nope,” Hitoshi said, glancing at the clock in the corner of his screen. It was a little before midnight. “If you want to stay awake and talking to me, I won't hang up. No more show though, that kinda stuff keeps you awake.”
D'ya study that... shit or something? Try ta figure out why ya can't sleep ?”
“I tried, but then I learned it was insomnia. Or probably was.”
What ya gon do then ?”
“Work on a paper due in a few days.”' that don't keep you awake ?”
“It won't keep you awake,” Hitoshi said, turning off the screen sharing. Bakugou glanced up at the screen. Hitoshi watched as his little box in the corner switched over to the image of him from through the camera. Just the light from his laptop illuminating his face. “Crap I look like a ghost.”
Bakugou smiled, half burying his face in the pillow again to cover another yawn. Hitoshi looked at the image of him, and frowned.
Yeah, ya do... 'specially with that lighting .”
“Gotta work on my contour.”
Bakugou snickered, arms shifting around the pillow. Hitoshi smirked and opened the document. The blond yawned again, grumbling incoherently before slumping down, face still half buried in the pillow.
Hitoshi moved closer to the laptop and kept typing where his paper had left off. It was some history essay that he already wrote the entire outline of because he had nothing better to do. Bakugou's eyes were slowly closing, but he was obviously trying to stay awake as Hitoshi went on with his paper.
How the hell 're you not tired yet ?” Bakugou mumbled, words starting to blend together as his eyes fully closed.
“Insomnia,” Hitoshi answered simply.
Bakugou grunted and then went quiet. Hitoshi looked over at the box where Bakugou's picture was. The blond's shoulders were rising and falling evenly. Hitoshi smirked a little and rolled his eyes. He kept typing with the call still on, waiting until Bakugou started snoring lightly. He moved the cursor over to the end-call button. He hit the button and the call finished, giving the little time marker. He frowned a little at the high number, but dismissed it.
He typed a quick message in the chat bar and sent it.
Me: Night, asshole. Hope your laptop was plugged in. Maybe bring coffee for yourself in the morning, looked like you'll need it. Also, you snore like a kitten
Chapter Text
Katsuki discreetly unlocked his phone under the lunch table. Sero and Ashido were going on about the new episode of the same show they did the last time. He didn't get how they could just got on and on, but if it let him stay quiet then he'd deal with it. Kaminari was sitting across from him, not-so discreetly taking pieces of food from Katsuki's tray, and Kirishima was next to him.
Shinsou H: Hey
Shinsou H: Hello
Shinsou H: Oi
Shinsou H: I will spam you to all hell message me back
Shinsou H: You're leaving me on read?
Shinsou H: If you don't respond, this is war
Shinsou H: I have 45k people willing to annoy the living shit out of you, do not test me
Me: what
Shinsou H: I need coffee
Me: wtf get it yourself
Shinsou H: You owe me
Me: do not
Shinsou H: How about being a decent person? I know it's different for you, but there's always time to change your ways
Me: ignoring that, shithead. y do u need coffee its lunch
Shinsou H: Your lack of grammar concerns me.
Shinsou H: I digress. But seriously. Coffee. Now. Please.
“You texting your girlfriend?”
Katsuki looked up and scowled. Everyone at the table was looking at him. Ashido and Kaminari had shit-eating grins on their faces. The pink haired-girl was leaning over Kirishima, who was sitting next to Katsuki to try and look at his phone. Katsuki shifted back and hid his phone screen.
“Show! Show! Show!” Ashido chanted, trying to reach and grab his phone. Katsuki growled and smacked her hand back, pushing her back across Kirishima and into her own seat. “Come on~”
“I don't have a girlfriend, asshats!” Katsuki snapped.
“I dunno, you're being suspicious...” Kaminari muttered, smirking slyly and glancing down at Katsuki's phone. “If you don't, why don't you tell us what you're talking about?”
Katsuki looked down at his phone and frowned.
Shinsou H: Blasty, goddammit. I need coffee. I'm outside the machine near the gym area
Shinsou H: Save a life
“Just the shithead from a few days ago,” Katsuki grumbled under his breath. He shoved Kirishima. “Move.”
Kirishima frowned but got up, pushing Ashido slightly so she did the same. The two of them stood up, letting Katsuki slide out, grabbing his bag. He got up and hit the buttons roughly.
Me: ppl r asking questions now u owe me
Shinsou H: Sacrifices must be made for my sanity.
“Later, asshats,” Katsuki said, walking away.
“Say hi to your not-girlfriend for us!” Ashido said after him.
Katsuki glared over his shoulder, shoving his phone in his pocket. He flipped her off, but the girl just grinned and waved. Sero laughed, hand over his mouth. Kirishima smiled and rolled his eyes and Kaminari just stared after Katsuki suspiciously.
Hitoshi shifted from foot to foot next to the machine. He was probably putting his minimal sleep schedule off by getting coffee in the middle of the day, but he was ready to pass out and he needed to stay awake for a test later on that day. He hated tests, but he wasn't stupid enough to avoid it and end up taking the make-up—which was usually far more complicated.
He leaned against the wall, playing with his fingers just for something to do. His eyes were half closed, and he stifled a yawn. Why the hell was he so tired? He smacked either side of his face with his palms. It woke him up a little bit, but he knew from experience trying to use that as a solution would dull the effectiveness until it was just a nuisance.
His head was a little foggy, too. Foggy enough he didn't hear the people walking straight up to him. He jolted awake further, bag falling to the ground as a hand covered his mouth. He was nowhere near awake enough to fight back a lot, but he instinctively tried to rip the person's hand off his mouth.
It was the same guys that had been looking to corner him during lunch when Bakugou scared them off. They had grins on that would fit street thugs more than students at a prestigious school. Hitoshi scratched at the wrist attached to the hand covering his mouth. The person—the biggest one in their little group—only winced at the pain and grabbed Hitoshi's shoulder, slamming him into the wall roughly. That hurt.
Hitoshi tried to curse, but the hand was doing it's job at keeping him silent. He kicked out one of his legs, trying to hit the guy pinning him in the shin—but it would never work enough to do anything to help him get out of the situation.
“Wow, for a villain kid, you're still freakishly weak,” one of the others said, laughing bitterly. Hitoshi frowned under the hand, going still. It was useless trying to really hit them back—he was outnumbered and he doubted he could even fight the smallest one that just watched. “Seriously? You're a useless piece of shit without your quirk. Hero my ass.”
“You're lucky that hero kid took some kind of pity on you,” the small one said. Hitoshi narrowed his eyes. He was still exhausted, but now he was awake enough to keep his eyes open. “He doesn't even know you're controlling him, does he? God, what a pathetic excuse for a hero student.”
“Did you actually need me to buy you coffee, shithead, or am I saving you again?”
The group all looked over their shoulder and Hitoshi's eyes went wide. He blinked and pointed to the hand holding his mouth. Bakugou rolled his eyes. He had just walked around the corner. He scowled and narrowed his eyes at the group. They glanced at each other, confused and scared.
“Dude, let's just get out of here,” one of them said, nudging another.
“Hell no, we can take a fake hero student,” the other said.
“You wanna run that by me again?” Bakugou snapped. He set off an explosion. The hall was pretty much abandoned since everyone was focusing on lunch and last minute projects, but the sound still felt like it could draw attention. “You wanna do this shit?”
The big one let go of Hitoshi enough that he could slip out of immediate danger. The others were looking back and forth between the two. Eventually, a few of them walked past Bakugou as fast as they could, until it was only the big one and their little leader.
Bakugou raised an eyebrow at them as he walked over. He glared down his nose at them, even though the big one was taller than him and the other was his height. The one his height flinched back and started to walk away. The big one was stupid enough to try and smack Bakugou. He just went for a straight punch, but the blond easily blocked it and hit him in the gut—right under the ribs. The other coughed and hacked as he tried to catch his breath. Bakugou snarled and shoved him out of the way, towards where the smaller one was starting to run away. The two of them only spared one look at Bakugou's pissed expression before running.
Hitoshi smirked after them, but was snapped out of it by Bakugou hitting him on shoulder.
“The hell you smiling about?” the blond asked, still scowling. “If it weren't for me, you'd have another black eye.”
“And with you, I don't and soon I'll have coffee,” Hitoshi said, rubbing were he knew there'd be a bruise where Bakugou hit him. “Silver linings.”
Bakugou scoffed and rolled his eyes. He pulled out a dollar from his bag after digging around. Hitoshi took it with a smile. He walked over to the machine and put the dollar in, hitting the button for coffee. He picked up his bag from where he dropped it and grabbed the can.
“Happy now? People are starting to think I have a girlfriend or some shit,” Bakugou said. Hitoshi nodded and opened it, immediately drinking a huge gulp. He winced at the taste and gagged a little. “Crap, you're high maintenance with coffee.”
“I'll take that as a compliment considering the utter garbage the rest of the Gen Ed drinks,” Hitoshi said after a few seconds of getting over the taste. He wondered if he could convince Bakugou to go get him some from the hero dorms. He doubted he could get away with using his quirk for it and still get good coffee in the mornings. Not a chance he was willing to take. “It's horrible but it does it's job. What's worse is coffee that tastes like shit and doesn't even wake you up. I've had too many experiences with that.”
Bakugou snorted and shook his head. He looked down the hall where the group vanished, frowning. Hitoshi blinked at his expression. It was different from the usual pissed look, more... neutral?
“Are you thinking?” Hitoshi asked. Bakugou glared at him “Sounds dangerous if you are.”
“Screw you,” Bakugou snapped, looking back down the hall. “... You shouldn't take their shit.”
“We've been over this, I value my life,” Hitoshi sighed.
“Wear gym clothes tomorrow,” Bakugou said, going to walk away.
“I'm sorry, what?” Hitoshi sputtered, walking after him. The blond didn't so much as glance over his shoulder at him. “Of course you're not going to tell me, why did I think otherwise? If you make me run like you do, I'm suing.”
“So... uh what's up with you and the Shinsou guy?” Kirishima asked.
Katsuki looked up from where he was looking over a worksheet the other just finished. The red head had a hesitantly curious look on his face, obviously scared of setting Katsuki off when some of his grades depended on the blond.
“Mind. Your. Own. Shit,” Katsuki said, marking something down. He leaned his elbow on the table and balanced his chin in his palm. “Why the hell are you and Deku so nosy?”
“To be honest, it's weird,” Kirishima admitted, shrugging helplessly. Katsuki frowned and raised an eyebrow. “I mean, you only talk to like... four other people in the class? You act like you hate everyone, then we find out you're... sort of friends with a Gen Ed kid. One that seems to be more antisocial than you.”
Katsuki slid the paper back over to Kirishima, looking off to the side where the glass door to the veranda was. It was starting to get dark, just barely, so there were still voices coming from outside the door.
“Then we figure out that you're bringing him coffee,” Kirishima continued after a period of silence, doing over some of the problems. “And he's getting you drinks... and you're talking with him without shouting, he lets you watch whatever he was doing on his phone. It's just... weird, 'cause it sort of came out of nowhere on our end.”
“He just showed up one day, got it?” Katsuki interrupted. He could practically feel Kirishima preparing to ramble on and on about why it was weird. He didn't want to hear it. The red head watched him, stopping what he was writing. Katsuki grumbled and looked back over at him. “Shit happened, and we tolerate each other. I'll say it for the fourth time. Mind your own shit, shitty hair.”
Kirishima frowned, realizing he wasn't going to get anything else out of the blond. He nodded and went back the problems. Katsuki stared out the window, fingers messing with a few strands of his hair near his ear just to do something. He knew that Hitoshi and him had a weird friendship going on, but so did half the other hero students like the tentacle guy and bird head. He tapped his foot against the other and his frown deepened as he stared off.
He was snapped back to the moment by Kirishima sliding the paper back over to him. He looked down and picked up the pen again.
“How the hell did you get this wrong, I just told you how to do this shit.”
Chapter Text
Hitoshi was scared the next day. He did what Bakugou told him to, but he didn't have a lot of clothes to chose from. It was sweatpants and an old graphic t-shirt with a stain that he thought was from paint. He had no idea where the paint came from, but it wouldn't wash out so he dealt with it. He shoved his regular school uniform into the bag—he'd deal with wrinkles if it meant he didn't have to lug around another bag or try and shove it in a locker and remember it being there. He had an idea of what Bakugou would be making him do and he brought one of those shake-able ice packs and a few Band-Aids for good measure.
When he got to the gym area, he put the can down next to Bakugou's bag as per usual and grabbed the thermos where it was sticking out of the duffel. There weren't any other bags next to his. Hitoshi looked over and saw the blond rounding the corner towards the bleachers. Bakugou slowed down to a stop in front of his bag.
“Ready?” he asked, breath a little heavy as he grabbed the can and opened it.
“Physically? Probably not. Mentally? Never am,” Shinsou sighed, taking a long sip from the coffee. “I brought stuff though.”
“What kinda stuff?” Bakugou asked. He watched curiously as Hitoshi put his bag on the bench and took out a plastic shopping bag. Hitoshi opened it and let Bakugou look in. “You're kidding.”
“It's for my safety,” Hitoshi said, like it was obvious. Bakugou rolled his eyes as he drank from the can. Hitoshi put the plastic bag next to his school one and downed as much of the coffee as he could. “Now are you going to beat the shit out of me or teach me how to do the shit beating?”
“The plan is the second one, at least enough so you know how to defend your ass,” Bakugou explained. “But if you try to use your quirk on me, the first one.”
“You need to work on your comfort methods,” Hitoshi sighed. He rubbed his eyes and groaned. Bakugou shrugged and put the can down on the bleachers. “I'm not getting out of this, am I?”
“Not unless you can run faster than me, which you can't.”
Shinsou squawked and dropped into a crouch to dodge a kick that looked like it could break ribs. Katsuki put his leg down and frowned at him. The blond grumbled angrily and stepped back. Shinsou fell back and flopped on the ground, supporting himself with his palms on the ground. Strands of his hair fell in front of his face and he tried to blow them out of the way. His chest was rising and falling quickly, already tired from only a half hour of basic hand-to-hand.
Katsuki held out his hand. Shinsou took it without hesitation and the blond pulled him to his feet. Katsuki stepped back again as the other rested his hands on his knees and caught his breath. He tapped his foot and crossed his arms. He was itching to just get past the basics. He really didn't want to see Shinsou with another black eye or any kind of injuries from those assholes who held themselves so high-and-mighty. He'd take whatever punishment they dish out on him when he knocked those assholes to the brink of death if they tried that shit with him around.
Shinsou looked up at him, confusion and shock written all over his face.
“You do this shit, everyday?” Shinsou asked, still a little out of breath. His eyes were wide and he looked geniunely floored. Katsuki just frowned and nodded. “Crap, man. I probably do have to start exercising. Can't I just ride a bike or something like that?”
“...Yeah, but I'm not making you just work out,” Katsuki snapped. He held his hands up and fell into a basic ready stance. “Now hands up.”
“Hold up, dying here,” Shinsou said, pointing to himself. He took a few moments, just breathing heavily before he stepped back and held his hands up. “Okay, okay. Let's not decapitate me this time. No attempts on my actual life.”
“That would not 'ave hurt, shithead,” Katsuki snarled, rolling his eyes again.
“Be careful, you do that any more and your eyes'll roll right out of your head and I will laugh at your misfortune.”
Katuski lunged forward and Shinsou yelped, jumping backwards. The purple-haired boy successfully managed to block the punch—better than the first one that he just ran away from. He had a look of self-pride on his face for a second before Katsuki pulled back and swung again. Shinsou took a step away, so it missed him, and then pushed Katsuki's arm the other way. He went to hit Katsuki in the stomach. The blonde knocked his hand away, side stepped, grabbed his wrist, and pulled Shinsou forward. He felt a smirk on his lips at the look of blank shock on Shinsou's face as he tripped forward.
Shinsou grunted as Katsuki got him in a hold, arm pinned in an uncomfortable place. He tried to pulled himself out of it, but the blond was much stronger than him. Katsuki smirked as Shinsou struggled, cursing quietly and repeatedly from the pain. Shinsou paused one second and then stood up straight. Katsuki's smirk vanished as Shinsou started just leaning backwards, using his greater height to his advantage
“What the--”
Katsuki's question was interrupted by one of his feet being knocked out of place. He glanced down and Shinsou had got his foot behind Katsuki's with enough room to push his foot off balance. Katsuki felt himself starting to fall, and went to support himself, but Shinsou decided then to put his full weight on the blond.
“Crap!” Katsuki shouted as he fell down. Shinsou laughed as he landed on top of him. Katsuki roughly pushed the other off of him. Shinsou just curled up a few feet away, snickered and looking up at Katsuki. “I CAN'T BELIEVE YOU ACTUALLY PULLED THAT SHIT OFF!”
“N-Neither can I, holy crap,” Shinsou managed between his laughter, making him sound more out of breath than before. “You looked so shocked, oh my god. That was good...shit, that was good. Ooh boy.”
Katsuki groaned loudly and flopped down on his back, kicking the ground angrily. He stared up at the sky as Shinsou calmed down, taking deep breaths around the snickers. He looked over. Shinsou's hair was pretty messed up now, more parts hanging down and around his face. He had his face towards the ground, one arm propping up his forehead and the other sprawled out in front of him. Katsuki sighed and rolled over onto his stomach, jumping to his feet.
“Well if you somehow pull that off with those assholes, you run before laughing,” Katsuki said once Shinsou had collected himself enough to talk and breathe normally.
“R-Right,” Shinsou breathed, still laughing a little. “Crap that was the best fight I've ever had without my quirk. Oh... god.”
“That's never gonna work again, ya' know,” Katsuki said. Shinsou looked up, still smiling faintly as he sat up, cheeks a little red from the exercise and laughing fit. Katsuki felt his stomach dip a little but mentally shoved it in the corner with the other shit he thought about Shinsou that was beyond what he wanted to deal with.“And I'm not letting you go just 'cause you knocked me down. We're doing this shit tomorrow.”
“But that's the weekend, smart one,” Shinsou pointed out, now back to his usual facial expression. He stood up slowly and tried to slick his hair back into its usual position.
“Fine, Monday then,” Katsuki grumbled, shrugging. He walked over to the bleachers and grabbed his bag. The coffee and energy drink were long gone at that point. He threw the can away and shoved the empty thermos in his bag. Shinsou followed him, shoving the plastic shopping bag back into his school one and slinging it over his shoulder. “Just don't think this is it.”
“I thought as much,” Shinsou sighed as they walked into the building together and to the locker room. “Still on for a series binge tonight?”
“Yeah, might be a little later than usual,” Katsuki said. “Everyone decided tonight is always movie night or 'bonding' night, some shit like that. I never hang around anyways.”
“Sheesh, is it like that in every dorm? Gen Ed has movie night every Friday, too.”
“It's a common thing, idiot. People have movie nights.”
The Skype calls were becoming a regular thing. Mostly at night, when Shinsou couldn't sleep and Katsuki was trying to stay awake like it was some kind of challenge. He always fell asleep, though, and Shinsou sent him a message right after every time.
The designated move night in the 1-A dorms was lively as always. Katsuki usually just sat on the far corner of the couch, watching whatever they voted for disinterestedly. It was a time waster for him, a way to fill the time gap between after dinner and when he slept, so he never paid attention. This time, he didn't even pause as they listed off the names of the movies and voted. He grabbed a soda bottle from the fridge, a box of food, a fork, and marched up the stairs to his room.
“You're not sticking around, Bakugou?” Ashido piped up just before he went up the stairs. “It's a really good one!”
“Don't care, piss off,” Katsuki said, not even hesitating as he climbed the stairs. Ashido huffed and went off towards the main area where everyone else was gathered with blankets and pillows to watch the movie.
Katsuki kicked open his door and knocked it closed with his back. He only had the bedside lamp on, so it was dim in the room. He tossed the food onto his bed and grabbed his laptop from his desk. The cord was plugged in near his bed instead of near the desk now—it was more convenient at this point. He sat on the bed, opening the soda and putting it on the end-table. The laptop was just asleep, so when he opened it and plugged in the charger cord, he just tapped the track pad. The message he got a little earlier was still opened. As he plugged in his ear buds and slipped them on, he reached over and sent a quick reply.
Shinsou H: Message me when you're ready
Me: k rdy
The app played the call noise and he hit the answer button almost instantly. The video feed came in fuzzy at first before clarifying. Shinsou was hunched over his laptop, as per usual, with a stuffed animal-pillow in his lap to rest his elbows on. The room behind him was dim, too, only lit by a small lamp next to the bed.
Would it kill you to use vowels?” Shinsou said as way of greeting, turning and digging for something from under his bed. He had blue over-head headphones on, like in every other call.
Y's a vowel,” Katsuki muttered, settling himself against the pillows behind him
Only occasionally, don't act like you proved a point,” Shinsou sighed, pulling DVD cases from under his bed. “You get that software thing?
“Yep,” Katsuki said, opening up the plastic case he got from the kitchen and grabbing the fork. “Had to get the damn discount pikachu to help.”
The dude with lightning bolt hair?” Shinsou asked, sorting through the cases. “Can he charge phones? Is that a thing?
“He doesn't want to, but not like he has a choice,” Katsuki snorted, mixing up the food in the container. “He's weak as hell when it comes ta' protesting that shit.”
...A... Are you about to eat salad in my presence?” Shinsou mumbled after a pause. Katsuki frowned and looked back at Shinsou's picture. He had a blank face, just raising an eyebrow and looking down at the salad container.
“How the hell you do that eyebrow thing?” Katsuki snapped. “And it's healthy, shithead. Hero student.”
I'm not upset, just disappointed,” Shinsou said, shaking his head and going back to looking through the cases.
“Don't use that on me,” Katsuki grumbled. “I'll stab you with the damn fork.”
Can you reach that high?
“It's five centimeters, asshole!”
Can't hear you up here.”
“...Little shit.”
Anyway!” Shinsou said, tossing one of the cases off to the side. He jolted at a crash somewhere else in his room and looked over where it came from—a place Katsuki couldn't see. “Shit. One sec--” Katsuki snorted, looking down at the salad and stifling the rest of his laughter. Shinsou took his headphones off, put the cases to the side along with the stuffed animal he had in his lap. He hopped off his bed, going off the screen. The blond stabbed the salad started eating while he waited. Eventually, Shinsou came back and put his headphones on again. “--Nothing important. Just some books I haven't touched in ages. Okay! Choices, choices.
“None of that shit from last time,” Katsuki piped up, opening up the browser that was opened up to the website Shinsou told him. It was a free site that let them watch the same thing that Shinsou played on his laptop but they didn't have to use the screen-sharing. “That seriously sucked.”
I know that's why I showed it to you,” Shinsou nodded. “As a friend, I'm obligated to make you suffer.”
“I didn't sign up for this goddamn hassle,” Katsuki said.
There was a brief moment of silence with Katsuki stirring his salad and Shinsou skimming over the DVD cases. Then they both broke out into snickers. Shinsou grabbed the stuffed animal-pillow, shoving his face in it and letting out a muffled scream. Katsuki snorted loudly and covered his mouth, looking off to the side of his room.
My life is a joke, it's fine. Everything is fine, what are you talking about,” Shinsou said after, still smiling but not freaking out anymore. “Okay, it's a school life slash sports anime day, or at least that's what I grabbed first. We got... Your Lie in April, Hyouka, Haikyuu, and Free.”
“The hell're they about?” Katsuki asked, shoving more salad in his mouth.
Not saying, that's the part of this that's fun for me,” Shinsou chirped, smirking and looking over the DVDs. “I've seen all of them, but basic descriptions are okay, I guess. Your Lie in April is feels and music. Hyouka is mysteries and some trippy imagery. Haikyuu is dorky boys, volleyball, and some minor feels that turn into major feels. Free is swimming and... let's just say drama.
“Feels is emotions, right?” Katsuki muttered, shifting further back against the pillows. Shinsou nodded and hummed. “Lota 'feel' options.”
I do have... um...” Shinsou said, leaning over to dig around on the side of his bed. “Trickster. It's a newer one, but good feels and a guy who can't die. Pretty fascinating. There's...oh shit Deadman Wonderland didn't know I had that. Not watching that, damn.
“Why not?” Katsuki asked, tilting his head like he could see anything else
...You know what, never mind, we're watching it,” Shinsou declared. He put all the other cases down the side of his bed and held up the right one. It had the title on the cover with a picture of who Katsuki guessed were the main characters. “We're only stopping between episodes, not pausing it and if you miss shit, tough shit.
“What if I have to shit?” Katsuki asked as Shinsou opened the case and took out the DVD. Shinsou paused, before snorting and shaking his head, putting the DVD in player of his laptop.
You go in between episodes.”
Katsuki nodded and they were quiet as Shinsou loaded up the show and put it through the website. Shinsou shoved his laptop forward and put the stuffed animal-pillow near it, turning off the lamp. His room flashed dark for a second before the lighting shown on the screen fixed itself. He lied down, pulling the blanket that was off to the side over him as he rested on the pillow. The blanket got pulled over his head, squashing his hair down messily.
Shinsou hit the play episode button and it started. Katsuki gave a confused look at the start.
“What the hell, man?” he snapped. “You said horror.”
Wait for it.
He waited.
“Holy... shit.
Chapter Text
Bakugou K: oi shithead
Me: Yes, asshole?
Bakugou K: piss off
Bakugou K: trying to be nice here
Me: Should I be concerned?
Bakugou K: u shld if u keep interrupting
Me: Vowels are your friend, do not be afraid of them
Bakugou K: ok fine then
Hitoshi snickered at his phone, turning around in his desk chair. He had homework spread out on his desk. He was one of the few people in the Gen Ed dorm that didn't go out on Saturday the second they could. He thought it was better to get it all done first, then chill out for the rest of the weekend until he dragged himself to school again.
Me: Okay, sorry, continue whatever you were saying
Bakugou K: ur lucky im so nice rn
Me: Truly blessed, now what?
Bakugou K: a new horror movie came out a few days ago
Bakugou K: after the deadman wonderland shit, thought u'd be interested
Hitoshi stopped his spinning and blinked at his phone in shock. He smiled a second later and looked down at his homework. He could finish it at night, plus he wanted to get some stuff.
Me: Hell yea. What time?
Bakugou K: noonish at the mall
Bakugou K: go to the thing together or meet there?
Me: I got some shit to pick up, so your choice
“Why the hell do you need a thermos? The one I have works fine.”
Katsuki snorted and shook his head. Shinsou looked through the selection of cups lined up on the shelves. They were in some store that sold manga and American comics, along with the merch that went with them. There was also a lot of odd things that looked cool but didn't go with the any of the franchises, but still somehow matched the feel of the store.
Shinsou hummed along with the song playing in the store—one that Katsuki probably heard on the radio station Kirishima made them listen to during their study sessions. The blond didn't get why Shinsou was taking so long picking out a stupid thermos, since they'd all do what they were supposed to and he already had one.
Katsuki looked over towards the front of the store. The mall was busy, thought that was obvious since it was the weekend. Little clusters and single people walked past the store. A few of them came in, but most just went by on their way to some other place. He noticed some people he could've sworn he'd seen around the UA campus—not that weird—but it still put him on edge. He hadn't said anything to Kirishima or the other idiots about where he was going. They didn't ask though. He was nervous that one of them would show up and be an ass about the situation. Shinsou could fend for himself in layers of attitude if any of them tried the “intimidation” technique to see if he was “worthy” of hanging around Katsuki—Ashido would probably try and fail miserably.
“Just pick one goddammit,” Katsuki grumbled.
“You rush me, and I'll take longer on purpose,” Shinsou muttered, only half paying attention to what Katsuki said as he crouched down to see the bottom shelf. Katsuki frowned down at him before going back to looking through the glass walls of the storefront.
It was a little weird hanging out with Shinsou outside of school, and seeing him without the uniform on. He'd only ever seen him in the UA uniform outside of the Skype calls and yesterday. Even with those instance, it was the kind of clothes you didn't care if they got ruined—old t-shirts, sweatpants, the like. So Katsuki wasn't exactly mentally prepared.
Shinsou wore black skinny jeans with some rips at the knees and dark purple converse that looked old and used—scuff marks and worn soles. He had a gray t-shirt on with an anime character on the front—someone from the first anime Shinsou made him watch—hugging the little black cat with the sick ass sword from the same show. He had a black jacket on over it that looked like it was leather—Shinsou said he didn't know since he found it at a thrift store—and a beige messenger bag with a shield insignia with a blue and white wing on it. He hair was the same as always, though.
Katsuki hated to admit it, but Shinsou had an understanding of how to coordinate clothes. He felt like he was outdone and he hated that even it was with something as stupid as clothes. He was just wearing cargo shorts and a dark green pull over sweatshirt with old black high-top sneakers.
Shinsou stood up, holding one of the thermoses. He spun it around his hands before nodding. It was a simple galaxy design.
“'Kay, I'm good,” Shinsou said, nudging Katsuki in the shoulder as he went towards the front counter. “Let's go.”
Katsuki grunted and followed him to the counter. There wasn't a line, so they went straight up. Shinsou payed and said all the little pleasantries a normal person would. The cashier took the hint of Katsuki avoiding eye contact and not trying to say anything.
As they were leaving, Shinsou shoved the thermos in his bag and they walked down the line of stores towards the escalator.
“Hey,” Shinsou piped up while they were waiting in the concessions line. Katsuki looked up and flinched as an arm was slung around shoulders. He looked up, where Shinsou was holding his phone up with the camera open. “Say cheese.”
Katsuki flipped off the camera again and Shinsou smirked as he hit the button. Shinsou lowered his phone and shifted on his feet but didn't move that arm on Katsuki's shoulder. The blond watched as he edited the picture, drawing the usual things on the bottom half of their faces, making sure Katsuki's finger wasn't blocked.
“I thought you said you don't post personal shit?” Katsuki asked, looking back up at the menu above the counter. There were only a few more people in line.
“Occasional personal shit,” Shinsou corrected. “Besides, you're a fan favorite, apparently. They like the stories and your pomeranian hair.”
Katsuki scoffed and shook his head, crossing his arms. Shinsou hummed the same song from the store under his breath.
“You're gonna get that song stuck in my head, asshole, shut up,” he said, elbowing Shinsou in the ribs. The other winced and moved his arm from around Katsuki's shoulders to hold his ribs.
Shinsou snickered and grinned as he kept typing things on his phone, hand sliding in the pocket of his jacket. They moved up in the line and Katsuki looked around the area. He usually didn't go out, didn't like crowds or anything like that, but this part of the mall was no where near as crowded as the rest of the place, so that was good. What did Shinsou repeatedly say? Silver linings or some shit?
When the last person in front of them finally got whatever they ordered—taking too godamn long for it—Shinsou took over the ordering. Katsuki took out some of the money he brought over got a soda. Shinsou paid for his own stuff. They stepped away from the counter and Shinsou went over to the butter pump. Katsuki hadn't even noticed it when they walked in. Shinsou went over and held the button down.
“Before you criticize my health through my popcorn habits,” Shinsou said as Katsuki walked up next to him, glancing up at him. Katsuki snorted as Shinsou practically drowned the popcorn in butter. “I never go to theaters, and I'm indulging.”
“Holy crap,” Katsuki laughed quietly. “Wasn't gonna say a word, but that is more butter than popcorn.”
“Then it's perfect, hold this,” Shinsou said quickly. He shoved the bag into Katsuki's arm and put his drink on the counter. The blond gave him a confused look. “Gotta hit the bathroom, be right back.”
“Whatever, just hurry it up.”
Shinsou gave him a thumbs up and walked off, down a side hall with a sign above the entrance that said “restrooms”. Katsuki frowned ans adjusted the bag and soda in his hands, making so he could grab the other drink and move out of the way. He found one of the garbage cans with a surface above the basket and put the stuff down. He opened the soda bottle as he waited for Shinsou.
The crowds moved around him and a few other people stopped near the walls, likely waiting for someone like he was. One group walked by, 3D glasses on their heads. Shit he almost forgot. Katsuki reached into the pocket of his sweatshirt were he shoved the 3D glasses they got with the tickets. He opened one of the packages and put the other next to the food. He threw the wrapper away and put the plastic glasses on his head, pushed up into his hair.
He looked down at his feet and waited. That damn song was stuck in his head now, playing the one part Shinsou kept humming on repeat. He didn't know the rest of it, so it was just that piece. That was worse than the whole thing.
“Bakugou? What're you doing there?”
Katsuki jolted and looked up, eyes wide. Kirishima walked up to him from the crowd—coming out of nowhere. Shit shit shit. Kaminari, Ashido, and Sero were right behind him. Katsuki tensed up. Goddamn perfect timing.
“It's a movie theater, shitty hair,” Katsuki growled out, looking off to the side. “The hell d'ya think?”
“Yeah, well you didn't tell us, man!” Ashido said. “You here with someone.”
“Ooh! Are we interrupting a date with your not-girlfriend?” Kaminari drawled, grinning. Ashido gasped and moved closer to Katsuki. Sero gave him a sympathetic look and Kirishima sighed, exasperated.
“O-M-G! You do have a girlfriend!” Ashido whisper-screamed.
“I don't have a goddamn girlfriend!” Katsuki snapped. He jammed both hands in the pocket of his sweatshirt and looked off to the side. “Mind your own shit and go watch whatever the hell you're going to.”
“We're seeing the new horror movie,” Kirishima said. He pointed a thumb over his shoulder to where the theaters were. “Doubt you're seeing any of the others here, if you wanna come along.”
Katsuki sucked his teeth and looked off to the side. He saw Shinsou come out of the bathroom, looking around the area. When the other spotted Katsuki, he immediately noticed the others there. He hesitated.
When Katsuki didn't say anything, Kirishima shrugged and the four of them walking away. A few seconds later, Shinsou appeared at his side. He didn't ask any questions, or say anything at all. He grabbed his popcorn, drink, and 3D glasses. He ripped open the package, threw the wrapping away, and put them on his face.
“Are we avoiding them at all costs? Or...” Shinsou asked as they walked towards the theater.
“Hell if I know,” Katsuki grumbled, looking down at his feet. “Two of 'em are damn persistent.”
“Discount pikachu and the one with horns?”
Shinsou hummed and nodded. They went into the theater and up the ramp. Katsuki really hated his luck. It was full, or almost at least. He could see the four he was dead set on avoiding in there going up the stairs to the only available seats. He cursed under his breath and shot Shinsou a look.
“You want aisle seat?” Shinsou asked, leaning down to whisper it to him.
“Crap... no, they'll question the shit out of you and it'll annoy me,” Katsuki grumbled, starting up the stairs.
“I'm so glad you care this much for me,” Shinsou snorted.
Katsuki just rolled his eyes and stepped into the row. Sero was in the seat next to the empty one, then it was Ashido, Kaminari, and Kirishima. As Katsuki sat down, Sero glanced up and smiled. He was the only one that kept his mouth shut about Katsuki's weird behavior, save for a few jokes with Kaminari. Shinsou sat down next to him, crossing his legs. He pulled out his phone and turned it off.
“Will you survive?” Katsuki asked, leaning over. Shinsou pushed his head away with two fingers, smirking. He slid his phone away.
Luckily, Kaminari and Ashido didn't notice Katsuki and Shinsou on the end until right before the movie started. Katsuki knew he was delay the inevitable, but he'd take it if it meant quiet. The movie played on. The beginning was tame compared to the previews—more atmosphere establishing. As soon as it got to the scary stuff, there were a lot of screams. Katsuki looked over at Ashido and Kaminari as they both screamed. He frowned at the screen, it wasn't even all that scary yet.
Shinsou was silent, eating the popcorn and only wincing slightly at jump scares. Katsuki poked him in the shoulder and he jolted a little. He looked over, cheeks stuffed with popcorn. Katsuki stifled snort and pointed to the popcorn and himself. Shinsou did an exaggerated sighing motion before moving the popcorn between them, letting Katsuki take a handful and shoving it in his mouth.
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“They're frozen in shock,” Shinsou whispered as the movie ended—credits playing with eerie music. Katsuki looked over at him. “I suggest if you want to avoid them, we run.”
“Shit, you're right, go go,” Katsuki grumbled, nudging Shinsou. They grabbed their things and started down the stairs quickly—taking two at a time.
The four in the seats didn't even seem like they looked up until Shinsou and Katsuki cleared the corner, and where heading down the hallway to the lobby area of the theater. Shinsou threw everything in the trash, putting the 3D glasses in the pocket of his jacket. Katsuki threw his soda bottle away and kept the 3D glasses pushed up on his head.
They went for the exit without a word to each other as the rest of the people started exiting the theater. With that kind of crowd, there was no way Katsuki's friends would be catching up as long as they kept going.
“You know, that wasn't that scary,” Shinsou said, pulling his phone out and turning it on. He looked over at Katsuki. “Just jump-scares 'n gore.”
“Yeah, it sucked,” Katsuki sighed. He jammed his hands in the pocket of his sweatshirt as they walked out into the food court area—right outside the theater. “Thought it'd be at least a little better than that shit pile.”
“The only good character was the dog,” Shinsou mumbled, shaking his head. Katsuki nodded and hummed agreement.
The crowd leaving the theater was all stopping in their own little groups, all breathing heavily with anxious looks on their faces. Katsuki frowned. The movie really hadn't been that scary. In the trailer, they showed maybe the few good scary parts. The rest was just needless gore and jump-scares from a not-so scary villain.
“There's a burger place across the street,” Katsuki said, looking back over at Shinsou.
“Says the guy who ate salad when we were binge watching a show,” Shinsou snorted, scrolling through his notifications quickly. He paused for a second, eyes widening. Katsuki gave him a confused look as they climbed on the escalator to head back to the first floor. “Oh crap, I just hit 50k followers.”
Katsuki blinked in shock as Shinsou unlocked his phone and opened the blog app. “Why is that a crap?” he asked, leaning forward to look at Shinsou's screen. The other willingly tilted it in his direction.
“Because, that means another 10k and it's a face reveal,” Shinsou explained, opening a post dated almost two years ago. “And at the rate this is going, that won't take too long.”
“Then just don't do it,” Katsuki shrugged.
“You do not understand the fury I will face if I do,” Shinsou huffed, putting his phone in sleep mode. “Damn. I'm happy, but it sucks.”
Katsuki snorted as they stepped off the escalator. It was silence between them as they walked out of the mall and crossed the street to the burger place. Luckily it was cheap food, so they ordered quickly, payed and took their stuff and took a seat in one of the booths near the window.
Even bigger crowds were out walking in the plaza. Business men and women who were working over time walked by in suits and pencil skirts. Older teenagers went by with their friends, some coming into the burger place and ordering. Younger ones ran around with parents and their own friends, stopping at toy and candy stores. It was still bright out, only around two in the afternoon, so the sun was still relatively high in the sky. A bunch of pairs—people on dates probably—walked by, almost all of them dressed nicely.
In the center of the plaza was an open fountain. There were no walls, so little kids were jumping around in the water, splashing their friends and parents even. A few teens were doing that, mostly the ones on dates. Even a few adults were joining in on it. The fountain spouts shot water in the air at intervals, while a few just kept the water going. There was cement pillar in the middle that shot water out at arcs. Parts of cement on the corners and at spaces along the sides did the same—around head level. It honestly wasn't that shitty for a cheesy fountain display—even if a few really young kids got “trapped” by the ones going off at intervals.
They didn't order much, just small burgers and fries. Katsuki would never admit Shinsou was right when he said the popcorn was perfect, but he would admit that because he and Shinsou ended up splitting it that he wasn't that hungry.
“This is the greasiest burger I think I've ever eaten, shit,” Katsuki said. Shinsou gave him a confused look.
“You have not really lived, man,” Shinsou said, shaking his head a little as he took a huge bite of his own. “But with your whole hero thing, I doubted it.”
“Whatever, shit head.”
“I don't get it,” Katsuki grumbled.
Shinsou looked up from his phone where he was liking the posts of people saying that he was close-ish to 60k and reblogging that old post. He glanced over at the fountain area that the blond was giving a grumpy look. They stopped a far enough distance away not to get splashed by accident.
“Get what?” he asked.
“Why run through the fountain thing?” Katsuki said, looking up at Shinsou. “Like, hell yeah, let's just get soaked for the shits and giggles.”
“Hell if I know,” Shinsou shrugged. He clicked his phone off and put it in the pocket. “Just feel bad for anyone with phone cases that aren't waterproof.”
“You got a waterproof one?” Katsuki asked, giving him a surprised look. Hitoshi nodded. “I got a shitty blast-burst-proof one, but it works with water for whatever reason, too.”
“How many phones have you broken?” Shinsou snorted.
“Too goddamn many, would've broken this one if it wasn't explosion proof,” Katsuki hissed, patting where his phone was in his shorts' pocket.
“Did you break the vowel buttons?” Shinsou said, grinning evilly.
Katsuki scowled and glanced back over at the fountain. His scowled vanished as an idea crossed his mind. He turned back to Shinsou with a shit-eating grin. Shinsou immediately realized something was about to happen and went to back away. Katsuki grabbed his forearm and when Shinsou tried to pry his hand off with his other one, grabbed that one too.
“Bakugou, I swear to god,” Shinsou protested as Katsuki started dragging him towards the fountain. He tried digging his heels into the ground but it was flat concrete so there wasn't exactly a foot hold anywhere. “Don't even. No, no, please, seriously. My hair. Bakugou, my goddamn hair, please have mercy. I'll get you double energy drinks, I'll never insult your fear of vowels again, have mercy.”
Katsuki just grinned as they got closer. Shinsou might've been taller and heavy enough to knock him down, but Katsuki could probably carry him princess-style without breaking a sweat. Shinsou kept saying pleas for mercy, trying to walk backwards against Katsuki's pulling, but it was too late. Katsuki adjusted his hold to further up on Shinsou's arms and swung him around, right towards the path of one of the arched water streams.
Shinsou squawked as he was tossed right into it. He caught a glimpse of the grin on Katsuki's face as the blond let him go. He grabbed the baggy sleeve's of Katsuki's sweater and pulled him in. The blond cursed and tripped on the slightly raised platform to keep the water inside. Katsuki slammed into Shinsou's chest. Shinsou feet slipped on the slick ground and Katsuki tried to stabilize himself with no success. They both went down.
Katsuki somehow ended up slipping sideways and caught himself on his palms. Shinsou managed to catch himself, too, but the water stream pretty much hit him straight on the head. Katsuki grumbled as he got to his feet and looked down. He burst out into laughter the second he saw Shinsou. The purple-blue hair was all down now, the front covering Shinsou's eyes and almost his nose, the back and sides falling near his chin. Shinsou reached up and pushed his hair back and frowned pointedly. Katsuki just kept laughing, snorting a few times. Shinsou eventually smiled with him, laughing slightly. He grabbed Katsuki's ankle and pulled it forward. It knocked the blond off balance again and he fell down hard on his butt. One of the cement pieces along the sides of the platform decided then that one of the arched water streams was needed, hitting Katsuki right on the head.
Shinsou burst into laughter then, hair falling back in front of his face as he hunched over. The stream hitting him turned off as the one hitting Katsuki turned on. Katsuki cursed, and saw a parent nearby giving him a dirty look. He subtly flipped them off and they huffed exaggeratedly, taking their child away from the area. That just made Shinsou laugh even more. Katsuki gave him a dirty look, but he really couldn't keep it when Shinsou's hair was looking like a mop.
Katsuki moved out of the way of the stream, splashing water at Shinsou. The other yelped, but did it right back. Some couples were doing similar things, just a lot gentler. They managed to get to their feet at some point. Katsuki cupped his hands, gathering water in them, and dumped it right on top of Shinsou's head, ruffling his hands through Shinsou's hair. Shinsou scoffed and quickly did the same, making Katsuki curse through his laughter and try to swat his hands away. Katsuki ended up knocking him to the ground again, and Shinsou pulled the blond down with him.
“Holy... crap,” Shinsou breathed when they sat down on a bench away from the fountain.
They were both soaked. Shinsou had taken his jacket off, and tied it around his waist. The shirt under it wasn't as wet, but still too much for comfort. Katsuki pulled his sweatshirt off over his head and tried to wring it out somewhat. The tank top he had on under it was no where near as soaked, but the sweatshirt was drenched. Shinsou was attempting to manage the mess his hair became, the natural waviness of it showing now that it wasn't slicked up. He pushed it out of his face, tucking pieces he could behind his ears but most of it was pushed back.
Katsuki tried to put his hair back up into its usual style, but it was refusing to do anything. He looked down at his palms and wondered if he could dry his air with an explosion.
“I know what your thinking, and don't even try,” Shinsou said, looking up at him. Half of his hair was covering one of his eyes. Katsuki looked off to the side and went back to wringing out his sweatshirt.
“No idea what you're talking about.”
“Yeah, sure.”
Katsuki snorted and leaned back against the back rest of the bench. Shinsou gave up on his hair, resigning himself to only having half his face clear of hair. He pulled out his phone, thanking all gods that his case was completely waterproof. He turned it on and opened the camera. Katsuki didn't even flinch this time as Shinsou slung an arm over his shoulder and pulled him closet so they were both in the frame. The blond still had traces of a smile on his face and Shinsou grinned. He took the picture.
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Day with Blasty went in a drenched direction. [photo attachment]
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Katsuki was pacing. Back and forth across the floor of his room, changing the path a little so he didn't actually make a groove in the wood. He alternated between scratching at his scalp, setting off small explosions, and punching his hands together. He was very screwed.
Shinsou had sent him that photo from after they got soaked in the fountain—the copy without the scribbles blocking their faces. Katsuki hadn't even realized he was smiling at his phone when he was looking at it until Uraraka gasped. It had been in the main room, just the two of them in the afternoon after the day with Shinsou at the mall. So it was obvious when she gasped—but it was loud, too. He had looked up, scowling, and Uraraka had a floored expression on her face. When he growled out a question, she just said he was smiling like a normal person—a nice person.
That's what made him storm up to his room. He had looked at the photo again, and now that he was aware, it was obvious to him that he was really smiling—like the genuine kind. His phone got tossed on his bed and then the pacing started.
Katsuki cursed under his breath repeatedly and slapped his hands on his face. He stopped for a second, just trying to calm down from the feeling that was making his face and ears red. There was no goddamn way. He shouted and went back to pacing, stomping his feet onto the floor hard. He'd probably be more conscious of the noise he was making if there were other people in the dorm. He knew for a fact Kirishima, Kaminari, and Ashido had stuck around the mall—a flurry of texts from the latter two. Deku his little group of weirdos was out, too. He sure a majority of the dorms were out, right now, so he let himself be a louder.
He kicked a pile of books across the room, making a loud crash against the wall. He cursed even louder as the force he did that with shot pain up his foot—right on the toes, shit. He limped over to his bed and clutched his foot. That hurt like hell.
Katsuki rolled over, burying his face in his bed sheets and screamed. His head was buzzing with thoughts that he shoved to the corners of his mind for a reason, because he really did not want to deal with it. He messed up one friendship by being an ass—he admits it at this point—and he wasn't about to mess up another because of emotions that had no place being in his head. Hero first, social shit later. He let himself go limp on the mattress. No use breaking his toes kicking shit. He grumbled and rolled over onto his back, staring up at the ceiling.
There was a knocking on the door. Katsuki jolted and looked over, scowling.
“The hell you want!?” he shouted.
“It's Sero,” a voice said. “Can I talk to you for a sec?”
Katsuki huffed and pushed himself up. He marched over and yanked open the door. Sero flinched a little, but smiled like he always did.
“What,” Katsuki spat, scowling. He was already having a bit of a crisis he didn't need the one person that kept his mouth shut suddenly wanting to question him.
“Can I come in?” Sero asked, glancing at the door to the right of Bakugou's. “'ll keep it as quick as possible?”
Katsuki rolled his eyes and stepped out of the way. “Whatever.”
Sero grinned and walked into the room, putting his hands in the pockets of his jeans. He spun around in the center of the room and looked the room up and down. Katsuki shut the door, making it slam. He walked over to his bed and stood next to the side of it.
“Okay, so here's how this is gonna go,” Sero started, clapping his hands together. He pointed to Katsuki. “You're going to stay quiet and listen to all that I have to say. Okay?--” Katsuki just frowned and sat on his bed, arms crossed. “--I'll take it as a yes, great.”
Sero cleared his throat and looked off to the side. Katsuki growled impatiently under his breath and bounced his leg. Sero pressed his hands together and tapped his chin in thought. He took a deep breath and let it out in huff, looking back at Katsuki.
“Do you... like the guy with purple hair?” Sero asked. Katsuki froze completely, and his eyes widened. He immediately moved to jump up, but Sero interjected. “NOPE! Listening, remember. If you're wondering how I know, he did sit next to you at the movies. Pretty obvious there, bud.”
Katsuki blinked and slowly relaxed a little more—still tense but less so. He watched Sero with narrowed eyes, and the other calmed down when he saw Katsuki wasn't going to put him in any danger.
“What about him?” Katsuki hissed.
Listen,” Sero snapped. He frowned a little before going back to a neutral expression. “It's not like it's weird in this place. Have you met our class? I think there are like... three completely straight people in 1-A? Everyone else is gay or somewhere in between. We can't exactly make fun of you for it. Hell, I'm the least qualified to judge you, since I don't get the whole attraction thing—I'm aroace—but if you seriously think we're gonna make fun of you or something because you like a guy, you're very wrong. Kirishima's pan, Kaminari's bi, and Ashido's pan, too, I think. Even if you don't want to tell the whole class, we are your friends and we'll help you through this shit. Kaminari rants to me all the time, emotions suck.”
Katsuki looked down at his feet. He played with his fingers, just to do something and avoided looking at Sero at all. Sero leaned down and caught his eye. He smiled sympathetically.
“Seriously, though,” Sero continued. “If you don't want to tell Kiri and the two problem children, I'll listen. I won't get it, but I will. Kirishima'd listen, too, even if he was convinced he was gay for you after the entrance exam.”
“You're kidding,” Katsuki blurted, stifling a snort. He had a vague idea in the beginning of the year the Kirishima was interested in him, but like the stuff that was shoving itself to the front of his mind, it was pushed to the side.
“Yeah, he's over it, now,” Sero laughed, scratching the back of his head. “He'll probably be upset that I told you he even had one, no matter how little he says it was. But uh... back to topic. It might be awkward trying to talk to Kirishima now, but um... Shouji and Tokoyami are dating I'm ninety percent sure. Probably more awkward to ask them for advice, but keep it in mind, okay? I'll keep my mouth shut about it towards the other three, but it's up to you.”
Katsuki nodded slowly. He went back to fidgeting silently, messing with his hands and leg bouncing. Sero stood up straight and waited for him to say something. Katsuki's phone went off with a notification and he quickly grabbed it from it's place on the bed. It was a notification from the blog app—Shinsou tagging him in a post. He opened it up, forgetting there was anyone else there.
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Drenched direction aftermath. Blame blasty. [photo attachment]
It was a picture of Shinsou's jacket in what looked like a sink, obviously soaked through and a darker shade of the black it had been. Katsuki felt himself smiling again and shoved it down. He liked the post and put his phone down on the bed. Sero wasn't giving him a shit-eating grin or anything like what one of his other friends might do. He just had a neutral expression, but he was obviously curious.
“Just... keep this shit quiet,” Katsuki mumbled. Sero smiled a little and nodded. “...Thanks.”
“No problem, dude,” Sero said as he went to leave. “But there's seriously no reason to freak out about it. We're... like, the queerest class in UA at this rate.”
Katsuki snorted as Sero stepped out of the room. The door clicked closed behind him quietly and Katsuki slumped his shoulders. He flopped back on his bed and spread his arms out to either side. He picked up his phone and opened the pictures. He really couldn't stop himself from smiling at the picture from the fountain place. The both looked ridiculous with their hair flopping down around their faces. He swore that Shinsou was two inches shorter without his hair on end.
He dropped it and closed his eyes. His head was still full of those unhelpful thoughts—the sound of Shinsou laughing as hard as he did, and the fact that Shinsou's hair was naturally wavy. It hit hard, and it hit home. He didn't know why he didn't get it and he didn't care at this point. He wanted this shit resolved so he can decide whether to be pissed to all hell or happy that he had closure. But he didn't have that so he went with at least a little pissed.
Kirishima would probably be his best bet to talk to, but it definitely would be weird asking him for relationship advice now knowing that the vague idea was a solid fact. Then there was fact if it all came out to Kaminari and Ashido, it'd spread through the class like wildfire. He didn't want to deal with the chaos and questions that would follow—probably a lot of assurance from the girls who think he'd need it. He might, but like hell he'd admit it to anyone but himself at inhuman hours in the morning. He curse, loud and long and pressed the heels of his palms to his eyes, rubbing hard.
He was very screwed.
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Katsuki shouted and cursed as his door room shook in its frame—some banging on it from the other side very hard. First thing he noticed was the alarm going off, blaring in his ears enough to make him wince while He got to his feet. He quickly swung open the door and almost got punched by Kirishima who had been frantically hitting the door.
“Fire alarm's going off, let's go!” Kirishima explained quickly after giving a brief apologetic look. Katsuki cursed and followed him as the redhead spun and went down the hall.
The other 1-A students were dragging themselves out of their rooms, heading down the stairs as fast as they could without actually sprinting. Katsuki climbed down the stairs with the rest of them. The front doors were held open already, letting them all out without slowing down. A cold wind blew in and Katsuki regretted going to sleep in just a tank-top, sweatpants, and socks. He would've normally worn something else since it was starting to get to the colder months, but the dorms had great heating so he never really noticed. But now? Oh he was noticing and he was pissed at himself.
Katsuki grumbled, grabbing his arms tightly and curling in on himself in an effort to stay some semblance of warm. All the dorms met out in one of the bigger courtyards during this time, so as they went that direction, he could see people from other departments merging with the crowd. Luckily, the courtyard wasn't too far away, but then the cold really was setting in.
When they came to a stop, Katsuki looked around the crowd to see if anyone found a way to stay warm. Deku, moon-face, class prez, the creation-girl, and a few others he couldn't see were all gathered around Todoroki, who's left side was steaming. Others from 1-A were huddling close together. Shouji had Tokoyami and the rock-face wrapped up in his arms, sitting on the ground. He cursed to himself. Kirishima had gone over to Todoroki, as did the rest of 1-A once they realized what was happening. A few bold people from other classes went over to use the warmth, too.
Katsuki looked in the direction opposite them. Like hell he'd ask half-and-half for help even if he was cold as shit. He saw a flash of purple hair and leaned to the side to peer through the crowd.
Shinsou was sitting on the ground, leaning against a tree, wrapped in a dark purple blanket. He had it pulled up over his nose, but the blanket was huge and covered his entire body with extra space. His hair was still down, and Katsuki immediately shoved down the smile as he went through the crowd. He activated his quirk only a little bit so his hands were at least steaming. It gave a little warmth, but no where near enough. Explosions were good for a burst of heat, but that wouldn't really help.
Katsuki stopped in front of Shinsou. Shinsou's eyes were closed so Shinsou kicked him lightly in the leg through the blanket. The other jolted and looked up. He blinked once and then moved his arm, opening a spot under the blanket next to him.
“Want in?” he asked,, voice muffled by the other corner of the blanket still over his mouth.
“Hell. Yes,” Katsuki hissed. He took the place, sitting on the blanket. Shinsou drew his arms back and Katsuki took the corner, pulling it tight over him. To cover himself completely, he and Shinsou were pressed tightly side to side. “Shit it's cold.”
“I'm too tired for this,” Shinsou grumbled. He buried his face in his knees and groaned, pulling the back of the blanket over his head. “It's cold, my feet hurt, and my hair is a disaster.”
“It really is.”
“Shove it, angry pomeranian.”
Katsuki rolled his eyes and scooted back further into the blanket. He kept the hand he wasn't using to hold the blanket over him. Shinsou was mumbling nonsense under his breath and slowly leaning towards Katsuki. Eventually, Shinsou gave up on trying to stay awake and was out. His body flopped against Katsuki, head tilting to the side and landing on Katsuki's shoulder as his body slid down the small bump they were on.
Tensing up instantly, Katsuki nervously glanced over. His face wasn't cold anymore—and he knew for a fact it was bright red. He pulled the blanket higher to cover most of his face, moving the back part of his head and Shinsou's. The other was clearly down for the count, eyes shut peacefully, and chest rising and falling with steady breaths. Katsuki's chest got tight and he felt a spark on his palm. He immediately turned his quirk off to keep any accidental explosions from happening. He slapped his free hand to the ground to keep still, but it did almost the exact opposite. Shinsou's free hand was lying there and he ended up brushing hands far too close to comfort. Katsuki only tensed up even more at that, expecting Shinsou to pull back or something—then he remembered if Shinsou was asleep, he was asleep and you're not waking him up without extreme effort.
Katsuki ignored it, but it was hard now that he knew it was pretty obvious—at least to Sero. That and the fact his face was probably as red as a tomato. He hated tomatoes. The rest of 1-A was all huddled around Todoroki last time he saw, so he didn't exactly have to worry about any of them finding him. Some Gen Ed students he recognized vaguely looked their direction, but ultimately dismissed it.
Letting out sigh, Katsuki pulled the blanket up over his face so he completely covered by it except for some of his hair sticking out the top. He closed his eyes and tried to calm the way his chest felt way too tight. His heart rate barely spike during horror movies, or when he was shocked awake by Kirishima almost knocking the damn door down. The only thing that did this to him was fighting and the adrenaline rush.
Crap. Sero and Kaminari were right. Emotions suck.
Turned out the alarm only went off due to some error with the new security system. Almost three hours after they first rang, the students were told they could go back to their dorms and sleep. Except now it was barely an hour before school started officially for the day. Most had fallen asleep like Shinsou, lying on the ground and curled up for heat. Only a few others had blankets, so a lot of people tried to share them.
Katsuki glanced back over at Shinsou as the teachers explained what happened with the system—a bunch of nonsense to him, really. He could probably get it if he listened, but he was busy trying to think of how to get Shinsou awake without hitting him. Sure, a slap might work, but he was really out cold. That one time he fell asleep at lunch what seemed like ages ago, Katsuki was able to wake him up with just a rough shaking for a few minutes. He knew that there was no way something that easy would wake Shinsou up this time.
Carefully shifting, he moved the arm that Shinsou had been leaning on. It had gone numb at one point since he didn't want to move it and risk Shinsou falling, but the feeling in it was back. He moved it back and around Shinsou's shoulders. People around them were starting to talk, loud and mostly complaining, so he could get away with it. His movement made Shinsou shift, too. Enough so that he was one more shift away from being in Katsuki's lap. The blond could feel his face heating up again and scowled. He rested his hand near Shinsou's head and set off a small explosion.
“Shit!” Shinsou gasped as he was shocked awake. He jolted and shifted enough to fall right into Katsuki's lap. His breathing was quicker than usual as his eyes went wide. He was looking around frantically, trying to remember where the hell he was. Purple hair was hanging in front of his eyes in places. He looked up at Katsuki and frowned. “First, the hell was that for a wake up call?--” Katsuki just snorted and pretended to wipe something off his face to hide the bright blush on his cheeks “--Second, the hell time is it.”
“Three hours later,” Katsuki grumbled. Shinsou sat up and huffed. His hands went to his hair and he pushed it all back away from his face. “We have like an hour until school starts.”
“Best sleep I've got in a week,” Shinsou sighed. He picked up the blanket. People were going back in their separate directions. “Sorry if I drooled on you.”
Katsuki nodded, avoiding eye contact as he stood up. Shinsou did the same, and pulled the blanket around himself again. Katsuki winced at the cold biting at his arms again and growled. Shinsou had the blanket pulled up to his nose again, eyes peering over the top edge.
“Sorry, 'bout leaving you out in the cold. But you did set of an explosion in my ear.”
“Whatever, see ya around.”
Katsuki spun and walked away. He was so screwed. Now he couldn't even snap back at Shinsou without smiling. Especially with that situation that just happened, he wasn't risking Shinsou making fun of him for his face being red. He'd blame it on the cold if any other 1-A students asked. They didn't have to know it was because he was gay as hell for a sarcastic, insomnia-induced, antisocial Gen Ed kid. He froze in place at his own thought.
“How would I ask that kind of crap!?”
“Oh hey man, you like dudes or not?”
“That's not how it works, goddammit!”
Sero gave a mock offended expression and lied down on the floor of Katsuki's room, eating from a bag of chips occasionally. Katsuki was pacing... again. He had his hands dug into his hair, pressed right to the scalp and pulling slightly. He didn't even bother keep his stomping down—he really couldn't control it. He had avoided Shinsou at all costs. Opposite of productive, Sero told him. When they got back to the dorms, he waited until most of the people went off into their dorms before grabbing Sero and dragging him to his room.
Katsuki knew that asking Sero wasn't the best. He had spent his free time that day researching sexualities to figure out what the hell was going on—and to know what was what with his friend group, at the very least. Now he knew why Sero said he was unqualified, but he was desperate. He might be a little dense, but he wasn't dense enough to actually try going to Kirishima—he'd had too much awkwardness that day alone—and he was nowhere near close enough with Tokoyami or Shouji to even try.
“GODDAMMIT!” Katsuki shouted. He stopped and looked down at his bare feet. “No way in hell will that kind of shit work. He's a sarcastic little ass wipe and half his blog posts are self-deprecating.”
“Ask him through the blog, then,” Sero suggested, tossing chips in his mouth.
“He follows me, not gonna work,” Katsuki growled. He threw himself down on his bed and rubbed his hands over his face.
“Isn't there like an anonymous thing?” Sero asked, sitting up and looking over at the blond. “Send a question on that, and they can't trace it to you. Easy.”
“Do you know how weird it'd be to get a random ass person asking if he's gay?” Katsuki spat. He peered out from under hand, glaring at Sero.
“Wait for a Q&A thing, then,” Sero shrugged, pouring the remaining crumbs into his mouth. He crumbled up the bag. “If he has a following, then it wouldn't be that big of a deal if someone asked his sexuality.”
“...What if he figures it out, though?”
“He won't. You've gotten anonymous messages, and you have no idea who they're from.”
“You don't get it, he's had this thing for... like... four years. If there's a way to figure it out, he knows it and what if there is!?”
“He won't!”
There was a quiet knocking on the door. It interrupted what would probably be a shouting match. Katsuki groaned and rolled further onto his bed. He shoved his face in the pillows and waved his hand for Sero to get it.
Sero sighed and rolled his eyes. He dragged his feet and opened the door a crack, peering out.
“Oh hey, Kiri,” Sero said, opening the door up more. Katsuki groaned louder, punching the mattress a little. “Sorry, just talking with Bakugou. What's up?”
“You mean screaming.”
“Same difference. What's up?”
“Just wanted to ask what was going on in here,” Kirishima's voice said. “Sounds crazy at least.”
Sero leaned back and looked over at Katsuki, who didn't even bother to move his head, just grunted. He sighed and rolled his eyes again.
“Up to Bakugou if he wants to say,” Sero said. “Can I tell him?”
“Hell no.”
“I'm your best friend!” Kirishima said indignantly.
“And I said no!”
“Bakugou... You do realize if I tell him, it's not Kaminari and Ashido.”
“N-O. No!”
“... Sorry, man, promised I'd keep it quiet unless he wants.”
Please, Bakugou.”
“FINE! I don't give a shit, just make sure pikachu and raccoon-eyes don't hear. And get the hell out of my room.”
Katsuki listened as Sero and Kirishima left, closing the door behind them. He stayed face down in pillows for probably too long before he moved so his chin was resting on the pile. Eventually, he reached over to his bedside table and grabbed his phone.
Shinsou had only sent him a message to ask if he was okay, and he replied that he was fine but just in a piss poor mood. That was their only communication for the day. Katsuki knew he needed distance to sort whatever was going on, but it sucked that he wasn't hanging out with Shinsou. He missed the unfiltered comments.
He dropped his phone next to his head and rolled over onto his back. Using the anonymous feature would probably work. He hoped it did. When they were on the way back from the mall, Shinsou had mentioned he'd probably do a Q&A to celebrate 50k followers. He'd just have to wait then, he guessed.
Katsuki cursed under his breath and put the heels of his palms against his eyes. He didn't think he wanted to be that distant for however long that was. Shinsou'd probably get the wrong idea. That would be worse than just getting rejected. Emotions really sucked.
Chapter Text
“This guy's blog is impressive,” Sero commented, finger sliding across the screen of his phone.
Katsuki hummed noncommittally as he scrolled through Shinsou's recent posts. He had told Sero and Kirishima—who once being told about what was happening demanded being in on the planning as “best bro”--what Shinsou's blog was. They were all sitting on the floor of Katsuki's room, phones in hand. Katsuki was catching up on the things he missed while trying to sort the shit out, Sero was gawking at the stats and most popular posts, and Kirishima was quiet as he scrolled through it.
“Kiri stop being quiet it's creeping me out,” Katsuki snapped. Kirishima jolted and gave him a sheepish smile.
“Are you okay with me helping out here?” Kirishima asked he scratched the side of his jaw and looked off to the side nervously. Katsuki raised an eyebrow. “I mean, Sero did tell you I used to have a crush on you, right?”
“You're over it, though,” Katsuki said. “Right?”
“Obviously!” Kirishima assured, waving his hands like it would dismiss the small tension there was. “Best bros, only--” Katuski nodded slowly and went back to his phone “--But it's just weird seeing you get feelings like this...”
“No shit,” Katsuki hissed. He slumped back, leaning against the side of his bed. He propped up one of his arms on it and rested his head on his hand. “This sucks.”
“Bright side!” Sero piped up, leaning over and showing Katsuki his phone. “It says here that he's doing a Q&A in honor of 50k. Questions can be sent in now, so do it.”
Katsuki blinked. He really hadn't expected it that quickly, and he was ready to wait—to do it later when he had worded it the way he wanted. He knew for a fact he was being a little overly delicate about it, especially with how he usually was. Relationships were supposed to be... caring and kind. The kind of people others dated were loving and usually unhealthily attractive. He was the exact opposite and he knew it.
Even if Shinsou was into guys—a long shot at best in his eyes—who the hell said he'd like him?
Katsuki reluctantly opened the ask window. He immediately hit the anonymous button so he didn't forget it before typing in the question.
guys or girls
“You don't have to word it like that,” Sero sighed. He and Kirishima were now peering over Katsuki's shoulders as he finished typing it.
“Then how the hell should I do it?” Katsuki growled.
“Maybe capital letters?” Kirishima offered.
“Make it look like you're not a creeper. Elegantly ask it,” Sero said, shrugging.
“I'm not sending him some goddamn prose shit!”
“At least capitalize it? With punctuation, too.”
Guys or girls?
Sero murmured something and Katsuki groaned. He whipped around and glared at him.
“...Nothing, just send it.”
Katsuki huffed and turned back to his phone. Then he hesitated. Shit. What exactly he was about to do hit him. However Shinsou replied would be crucial if he ever wanted get rid of that stupid feeling in the back of his head. He couldn't hit the damn button and he hated himself for it.
Kirishima reached over and hit the enter button and then send. Katsuki blinked and stared at his phone.
Ask sent to Insomi-Cat! showed up at the bottom of his screen.
“You're welcome,” Kirishima said. “I'm getting a running start.”
The redhead jumped to his feet and dashed out of Katsuki's room as fast as he could. Someone shouted a question at him, but it was interrupted by Katsuki setting off massive explosions in his hands. The boom echoed slightly, and was followed by the blond sprinting after him. Whoever asked the question got their answer as Katsuki started cursing Kirishima out and chasing him down the stairs.
Katsuki was nervous as hell the rest of the day. He checked his phone as Shinsou sent out answers to the questions he got. There were a lot. Shinsou had also said in the announcement post that he wouldn't answer questions if they were really creepy or personal. Was Katsuki's question too creepy or personal? Would he even get a goddamn answer?
“Shitty shit crap,” Katsuki hissed as he slammed his dorm door shut behind him. He changed into baggy clothes and unloaded his books onto his bed.
Normally, he talk to Shinsou to calm down with sarcasm and shows he'd never watch normally. He pulled out his phone and opened the blog app. Shinsou had answered a bunch new questions now that school was out and every few minutes the app announced there were new posts and to refresh it. Katsuki went through them.
Things like favorite color, favorite show or anime, whether or not he had siblings—apparently he had an older sister—were asked multiple times. He answered the repeat questions all in a single post so he didn't have to make a punch of posts for the same question. There were ones he thought was weird, like hedgehog or groundhog—the answer was hedgehog. Then there was the occasional one that was just really out there—those usually had to do with a show he didn't get, or some other reference he didn't get. He refreshed the page and saw his question on the top of the post.
“Shit shit shit.”
New Post: Insomi-Cat
Anonymous asked... Guys or girls?
Well this was inevitable, I just thought it was gonna be sooner honestly
TBH I don't care. Guys are good, girls are good but if I had to choose, guys right now.
Katsuki almost dropped his phone in shock, but he did fumble with it accidentally. He had no idea what Shinsou meant by “right now” but the answer was guys. Guys. Better than nothing. He grinned and silently fist bumped, biting his lip slightly. He wouldn't get too excited but damn if he wouldn't be happy there was a chance. A small as all hell chance, but still a chance. He'd freak out about Shinsou not liking him back later.
A goddamn chance and he'd take it.
Hitoshi hated to sound conceded or obnoxious in any way, but doing a huge Q&A thing kept making his phone light up with notification after notification and it was getting a little annoying as he tried to do homework. The questions coming in and the flurry of likes and comments on each answer he gave out. He liked the attention, don't get him wrong, and it was kind of flattering that so many people actually cared about him telling them stuff. The weird-funny ones were the best. He actually almost laughed out loud at some of them. Others were creepy as hell, but those didn't get answers.
What shocked him then was the notification that Bakugou liked a post. Hitoshi always scrolled through all the notifications and replied to all the comments he could, so of course he noticed Bakugou's username popping up among the list of ones he didn't completely recognize but knew. Plus, unlike all the other people that liked every single answer all at once, it was a lone answer post.
The one on guys or girls.
It was a question he had been expecting to be one of the very first he got asked, but surprisingly, no. A lot of the people that followed him said that they'd probably date him if they knew what he looked like and who he was, so they'd probably have to be curious. The comments on that answer all said they were too nervous to ask, even on anon, a few anon asks came in saying the same thing.
Hitoshi frowned a little at the phone. He wasn't going to let himself over think one measly like as more came in, but he had to wonder. Nope. He clicked his phone off and put it down on the desk carefully. He propped his elbows up on the table and rubbed his eyes and forehead. Not over thinking this. Hitoshi had to have messed something up in the past few days, that's why Bakugou was avoiding him. He wasn't stupid enough to think otherwise. There was no way in hell.
Sighing, he went back to his homework, ignoring the sound of his phone going off with notifications. Hitoshi worked solidly for an hour and then his homework was done. He was still thinking about it.
“Bakugou chill.”
“He has no chill with this.”
“Deep breaths, man.”
Katsuki scowled at Kirishima, who was making over exaggerated motions to try and encourage Katsuki to take slow breaths. The two of them started shouting at each other—Katsuki far louder and Kirishima trying to calm him down as much as he could.
Sero rolled his eyes and look back down at his phone. It was opened to the answer post Shinsou made to Katsuki's question. Sero really didn't see the big idea. He might get the whole attraction thing in either way, but such a simple answer like that didn't make much sense to him. A chance was a chance, and while there was a possibility of it working it out for the better, there was a possibility it wouldn't. Sero only really saw TV shows about it, and he knew they weren't the most accurate thing to go off of, but rejection when you know there's a chance seemed worse than just denial because of preferences.
Sero looked up at where Kirishima now had Katsuki's arms pinned to his sides as the blond struggled and set off explosions to try and escape. He didn't doubt Shinsou was a cool guy, but he never met him. Sero was just thinking in the long run. If Katsuki got denied, Sero had a rough idea of how he'd react. Anger, more anger, a couple tantrums here and there, and then he'd shut down. Katsuki was hard enough to talk to as it was, but like that would be far worse, and the anger fits in between the moment and the shut down would have casualties for a fact.
Sure it was a chance, but if there was a positive side to that chance, then there'd be a negative side to that. Sero doubted Katsuki would let anyone near Shinsou until he sorted the shit out himself, he was stubborn like that. Sero sighed near silently and stood up.
“I'm heading out,” Sero said. “Later.”
Katsuki and Kirishima were distracting each other enough so that Sero could get out without much hassle. Sero closed the door behind him. He really wanted to tell Kaminari and Ashido so they could try talking some sense into Katsuki that were was a big chance it wouldn't work. He also had his own personal concerns—mostly that Shinsou was pulling some shit to get into the hero course, but he'd keep that to himself until the moment arose. Katsuki wouldn't take that kind of thing, but Sero would have his doubts as his friend.
Just like he didn't get what was like to get rejected, it also meant he had no idea how it felt to have a chance. Sero hated being the super serious one in their group—it was usually Katsuki, despite how much he hated being the voice of reason—but he guess he'd have to be. Sero didn't get it, but he knew that it was supposed to hurt like hell if it went wrong, and that it would feel fantastic if it all worked out. He hated being negative, and he was overjoyed that Katsuki was starting to show emotions other than anger a few other miscellaneous ones. Kirishima seemed pretty happy with Katsuki being interested in someone—his little crush on Katsuki might have been the first one he had on a guy, but it ended in two weeks,
But, a chance was just a chance, and there's no getting around that.
Chapter Text
Katsuki was walking out to the gym area, the school silent in the morning. He hadn't see Shinsou for days after the Q&A thing started. The other was avoiding him now, it seemed. In the mornings, Katsuki would do his laps and when he stopped there was the energy drink can there and the thermos was gone. Then somehow, by the end of the day, the thermos was back in his bag, empty. He didn't get how Shinsou did it, but it was... kind of impressive if he was being honest.
A few times, he got a glimpse of Shinsou in the mornings, but whenever he looked the other was gone. It was kind of creepy, too. And a little disappointing. Now that he had confirmation, he was a little excited—yeah, he was celebrating early, but he couldn't give a shit. Still, he was upset that Shinsou was avoiding him like he was diseased or something. Not in the morning, or any other time during the day. He didn't even get any messages, through the blog, Skype, or phone. Not a goddamn word.
Sero told him not to worry about it, and that Shinsou might've been sorting something else himself. Katsuki tried to listen and tried not to worry, but he was royally screwed anyways. He was scared shitless that him distancing himself put them back to square one—that Shinsou was shutting down, in a way. He saw Shinsou do it before, closing himself off in an instance, when Kirishima and Deku were nosy enough to follow him in the morning. Katsuki didn't want that to be happening, because goddammit if he didn't enjoy Shinsou talking to him. Shinsou was pretty funny—hilarious, really—when he wanted to be, or when he was with someone he could just talk around. Katsuki liked making fun of people together, as bad as that sounds.
Why did he even think he had a chance, again? Shit, now he was doubting himself. But even he knew his personality wasn't ideal for a squishy, romantic, or sweet relationship—he was stubborn not stupid. Shinsou probably realized that, too, and that's why he was avoiding him. Maybe he realized that Katsuki would see the answer that he liked guys and would be pissed? Did he figure out who asked it? Crap crap crap.
Katsuki shook his head to clear it, trying to stop himself from over thinking it any further. It was a little too late, but there was no need to make it worse. He walked outside and put his bag down on the bench. He paced a little and rubbed his palms over his face, groaning quietly. With a sigh, he fell into his normal stretching, trying to tune out his own thoughts. He had his back to the door, and so he didn't notice until there was a quiet metallic clang.
The blond jolted and turned around. Shinsou was grabbing the thermos from his bag. He stood up straight, thermos in hand. He opened it and took a sip. He eventually glanced up and saw Katsuki staring at him.
“Hey,” Katsuki said after a moment of silence. “Haven't... seen you around that much.”
“Mhm,” Shinsou hummed, nodding slightly. He closed the thermos and went to leave. “Bye.”
“...Yeah, later,” Katsuki muttered. Shinsou walked back into the building without another word.
Katsuki frowned down at his feet and sighed. He kicked the bench and growled a little. Cursing, he slapped palms against his face and glared down at the ground. He had to have messed up at some point. The hell did he do?!
Hitoshi sighed as he payed for the energy drink and hit the button. He didn't know why he kept doing this. It'd be better to just ignore Bakugou completely, but he couldn't make himself do it. He told himself it was because of the coffee—he's had to pull some spy shit to get the thermos back to Bakugou by the end of each day without making contact.
Letting out a huff, he grabbed the can and walked outside as quiet as he could. Hitoshi tried to look around the track so he could get an idea of how long he had until Bakugou stopped next to his bag. He didn't see the blond, but his bag was there. Hitoshi frowned and carefully put the can down and grabbed the thermos—the one he got at the mall what felt like ages ago. A hand grabbed his arm and covered his mouth.
Hitoshi tried shouting something as he was pulled to the space under the bleachers and between the wall of the school. He winced as he hit the wall and was released. He scowled and glared down at his “attacker”. The scowl vanished and he froze. Bakugou frowned at him and crossed his arms as he took a step back. Hitoshi nervously looked off to the side. He couldn't exactly run away, even if he did know a bunch of short cuts through the school, Bakugou was a hell of a lot faster than him and would catch up in no time. The confrontation was unavoidable, and Hitoshi just wished it could have been later—maybe a couple months, or years... any delay, really.
“Are you pissed at me or something?” Bakugou asked. Hitoshi tensed up and blinked a him. The blond's face a scrunched up a little, pouting and giving Hitoshi a mixed expression.
“You're avoiding me like the goddamn plague!” Bakugou snapped, glaring off to the side. “I know I haven't exactly tried to talk to you but that's 'cause I thought you hated my guts or something. Did I mess up or some shit? Tell me what the hell I did so I can apologize, okay? Don't have to get pissed.”
Hitoshi blinked. “I... You were the one avoiding me, genius,” he scoffed. He knew he shouldn't start with the attitude, but like hell he was about to let Bakugou pin it on him. He'd heard this speech before, and he knew the direction it was going. The blond would apologize but still pin the anger on Hitoshi even though he wasn't pissed. Well, now he was but that was different. Bakugou gave him a confused look. “You essentially vanish out of goddamn nowhere and you think me not chasing you is because I'm pissed? You're the one that backed out, first, asshole! Don't pin you're internal tantrum on me.”
“W-When the hell did I say it was your fault!?” Bakugou said. Now they were both almost shouting, glaring holes at each other. Hitoshi thought if he were anyone else, he might have been afraid of Bakugou's glare, but he wasn't. “I needed some space for a while, then I tried to start talking to you again, and you ran away! Don't pin this on me either!”
“You're the one who started it!”
“Oh, don't pull that shit on me! You sound like brat.”
“And you are one if you think everything'll just be rainbows and puppies because you want it. You ignored and avoided me completely!”
“Just because I wanted some space, now you're pissed at me?! That makes no goddamn sense!”
“I'm pissed because I didn't get an explanation!”
“Neither did I!”
Hitoshi scoffed and rolled his eyes, leaning back against the wall. He shook his head and frowned. Bakugou growled and rubbed his hands over his face.
“Well this was productive, thanks for the enlightening talk,” Hitoshi started, waving the hand not holding the thermos dismissively. “I'll be going n--”
“What are we doing...” Bakugou mumbled. Hitoshi stopped and watched him carefully. He had his eyes covered with his hands and head tilted up. His shoulders were tense but Hitoshi couldn't see his expression. “Goddammit this is so stupid. We're both idiots, and have no communication skills... I'm sorry for whatever shit I did and it's not your fault, I wouldn't blame crap like that on you. I know started it, so just... sorry and shit. I'm stupid, you're stupid can we just agree on that?”
“I'll agree that you're stupid,” Hitoshi shrugged.
“Stop right there,” Bakugou interrupted again, holding out one hand to silence him. He peered out between his fingers, pouting. If Hitoshi didn't know better he'd thought he saw blush on his face. “We're not doing this shit, not right now, not about this. We can fight about some other crap later. And don't tell a goddamn soul that I said sorry, I'll break your ribs.”
“This is your apology for ignoring me?” Hitoshi asked. Bakugou huffed and looked down, digging his fingers into his hair. “I'll accept it, so you can stop being sappy, it's freaking me out a little.”
“I'm trying to be nice, it's called kindness, shithead.”
“That is the only time you called me shithead in this conversation, congrats on containing yourself.”
“Okay, okay, we get it. You're a little shit that has a default setting of sarcastic as hell. Can we stop avoiding each other? It's annoying and I miss the shitty conversations. And don't tell anyone I said that, I'll kill you.”
“Two death threats in a little under a minute, new record,” Hitoshi said. He knew what he was doing, and it was probably a bad idea to revert to being obnoxious and making fun—but he couldn't exactly help it. Bakugou glared at Hitoshi and lowered his hands. Any blush that Hitoshi thought he saw was long gone, replaced by annoyance. “But yes, we can stop avoiding each other, and go back to the usually scheduled program of sarcasm, shitty jokes, and free coffee. For me at least.”
Hitoshi shrugged and took a long drink from the thermos. The tension in Bakugou's shoulders went away and he sighed. He jammed his hands in his pockets and huffed.
“'Kay, good,” he grumbled. “...How the hell d'ya get the thermos in my bag everyday?”
“I didn't use my quirk, if that's what you're asking. Had to use some sick ass ninja moves.”
Bakugou snorted and shook his head. They walked out from behind the bleachers and towards where the blond's bag was sitting. Hitoshi climbed up a few rows and sat down, leaning back and digging his phone out of his bag. Bakugou went back to his bag and pulled out his own phone and ear buds. He slipped them into his ears and hit play on his music. Hitoshi glanced up when Bakugou started running.
They didn't say anything else for the rest of the time. Except for a goodbye when they went off to their different classes. Hitoshi still had the thermos with him when classes started. It had been an agreed challenge that Bakugou was going to try and catch Hitoshi slipping the thermos back into his bag. Hitoshi shoved the smile that wanted to show up on his face down. He'd never admit it, but he missed the conversations, too. It was better to complain about things with someone else there, plus Bakugou knew how to shoot back when it came to insults.
Katsuki shoved his homework off to the side and huffed. Three hours later and he was done. He picked up his phone and opened the blog app. Shinsou had a bunch more questions answered, since apparently it was the last day he was going to do it.
New Post: Insomi-Cat
Anonymous asked... So if you like guys and girls are you bi? Type of person?
Hell if I know but right now it's just guys. I'm like eighty three percent sure it's demi or that shit when the smarts are attractive. I can't think of the word and I'm lazy. And as for type always someone that can shoot back with sarcasm and shit. No fun to be around someone that can't throw your jokes back at you and or someone who can't take a joke
Chapter Text
If I die, make sure that my cat back at home gets fed.
“I don't know your address, and why the hell are you dying?”
Look up, smart one,” Shinsou said. Katsuki rolled his eyes and looked at the screen where Shinsou's video was. His hair was down—now that Katsuki had seen him with his hair down, he didn't seem to particularly care—and pulled into a really tiny ponytail, but the shorter strands in the front hung loosely. He waved a mug that Katsuki already knew was filled with coffee and a can of Red Bull. “I'm probably gonna die but I'd rather be wide awake than tired but sleepless. If-when I do, feed my cat and attend my funeral?
“Sure, whatever, but dibs on your laptop,” Katsuki snorted, going back to his homework.
Just delete my shit,” Shinsou said. He pulled out another mug from somewhere Katsuki couldn't see. He put it in his lap and poured the coffee into it. “Do you think 5-hour energy would be better? Or would all three be best?
“Do you want to die?” Katsuki asked.
No, but I need maximum energy, maybe get through two days with only a cup or two of coffee,” Shinsou shrugged. He struggled a little opening the Red Bull but managed it and dumped it in the mug with the coffee. “Besides, this coffee is the cheap shit the other Gen Eds drink, so if anything the Red Bull would just bump it up to my standards. Should I mix this or just chug it?
“Just mix the crap.”
Shinsou nodded and dug around off screen. When he came back, he had a plastic spoon and began mixing the disaster in the large mug. He stirred it slowly, looking up and leaning around like it would help him see what Katsuki was doing just out of view. He eventually gave up and decided the disaster was adequately mixed.
Ready?” Shinsou asked, lifting the mug hesitantly. He sniffed it and winced a little. Katsuki propped his elbow up on his knee and rest his chin on his fist. He wanted to see Shinsou's reaction, but he wasn't about to tell the other Kaminari tried something similar when he and Kirishima were pulling an all-nighter. “3... 2...1.”
Shinsou lifted the mug and chugged. Katsuki bit his bottom lip to hold back a smirk and watched as Shinsou slowly lowered it and wiped his mouth with back of his hand. He opened and closed his mouth a few times before he gagged.
Holy shit! Shit, I'm gonna throw up. Shit that's horrible! Oh my god!” Shinsou sputtered. He flung his headphones off and clamped a hand over his mouth. He slipped off his bed, almost tripping, and ran to the bathroom. “Holy crap!
Katsuki broke out into cackles, leaning back against his pillows. He could vaguely hear Shinsou cursing and heaving in the background—very faint but still there. He tried to stop laughing before Shinsou came back, but he just couldn't. The purple haired boy came back into frame, sticking his tongue out and looking completely disgusted. He pulled his head phones back on.
“Well, you're alive,” Katsuki managed to say with out laughing again. He knew he still had big smile on his face.
Barely,” Shinsou hissed. “I regret so much. Don't laugh at my pain--” he opened and closed his mouth again “--Crap I can still taste it.”
“You did better than dunce face,” Katsuki commented as Shinsou grabbed a water bottle off the bedside table and chugged it. The other stopped and slowly lowered the bottle and gave Katsuki a glare.
You know someone who tried that?” he asked.
“Yeah, he threw up in the goddamn middle of movie night.”
So what I'm getting is you knew how bad it was and let me do it anyways?
“I'm your friend, I'm obligated to make you suffer, right?”
Oh piss off, asshole.
Katsuki cackled a little more and went back to his homework. Shinsou kept grumbling things as he piled the Red Bull can and the mugs on the bedside table. They went back to peaceful silence between them as Katsuki finished off his homework and Shinsou replied to comments. Katsuki was just happy they were back to normal.
Sure it'd be better for him if it was little more, but the argument a few days ago just proved what he already knew. If he tried to somehow make anything Shinsou's fault that wasn't, or tried to talk his way out of a situation, Shinsou would crush him. Strong wasn't a word for Shinsou when talking about athletics, but mentally? Katsuki knew that given the change, Shinsou would be a freakishly good at manipulating people. Luckily Shinsou was so set on being a hero, he wouldn't even try behaving in a villain-esc way, so Katsuki didn't have to worry about being tricked into anything. He kind of wanted to see if any of his other friends could be tricked by Shinsou without his quirk—with it, sure, but that's not what he was talking about. He knew for certainty if he tried to pick fight of words with Shinsou it'd be quick, but he wanted to see if anyone else could keep up with the other.
Katsuki found himself smirking at the thought of Kaminari getting super confused at a vague insult then finally realizing it. Or better yet, that half-and-half bastard. That would be entertaining.
“Hey, shithead,” Katsuki asked as he tossed his books at his bag across the room so he remembered to pack it. Shinsou hummed to show he was listening without looking up. He now had his knees to his chest, a pillow in between his legs and chest. “The four idiots, Deku, and half-and-half are dragging me out to the mall tomorrow. A big sale or some shit. I need someone with sanity.”
Afraid I lost most of that a while ago, Blasty,” Shinsou snorted. “But if you're asking me to come along, sure then. Not worried about, as you say, the four idiots asking questions.”
“They ask anyway, 'sides, some of them are too damn curious for their own good,” Katsuki said. “Plus I need someone to make fun of half-and-half's dead obvious crush on shitty Deku.”
Katy Perry has a crush on Midoriya?” Shinsou asked, looking up in confusion.
“K-Katy Perry?”
Oh, that's what I call him in my head. You know... you're hot 'n you're cold et cetera.
“... I'm never gonna forget that, holy shit. I'm calling him that now. But yeah, he's head over heels, it's kind of disgusting.”
I see, well I was gonna agree anyways, but hell yeah I'll make fun of someone with you. Also... speaking of nicknames...” Shinsou trailed off, shifting a little. Katsuki was instantly on edge. “Can I change your contact name to Catsuki with a C instead of a K? I've had it stuck in my head for the whole day I need approval.”
Katsuki blinked before scoffing. He leaned back into the pillows behind him and stretched his arms above his head. He grabbed his phone from next to him and opened the contacts.
“Only if I get to change yours to something else, too,” Katsuki said.
What'll it be?” Shinsou asked, already changing the name. Katsuki paused. Half of him had expected Shinsou to just dismiss it and move one, but the other hadn't come up with an idea yet. He paused, looking at the contact. It still didn't have a picture, but he might just grab one from Shinsou's blog.
“...Hitoshit,” Katsuki mumbled after a while. Shinsou snorted loudly at that, covering his mouth with his hand.
I don't know what I expected but it wasn't that. Fine, though, go ahead.”
Me: where r u
Hitoshit: 3rd floor, check it [photo]
Katsuki shoved down a smirk at the picture. It was Shinsou crouching in front of a pile of giant cat plushies with that stupid grin he got when laughing at a shitty joke.
Hitoshit: Drown me in these plz
Me: ltr u have to make fun of katy perry w/ me
Hitoshit: Shit u right, u right
Hitoshit: Where are u guys heading, I'll meet you there after deciding if I want one of these
Me: u don't
Hitoshit: but I do
Me: u rly don't
Me: raccoon-eyes is dragging us all to some shitty clothes store on the 2nd floor bc gravity girl decided to follow us and now “we have to go to a store for them”
Hitoshit: The big one?
Me: yea
Hitoshi: Tell me where you guys are when you get there.
“Are you messaging Shinsou?”
Katsuki clicked off his phone and glared at Deku. They were walking down the line of stores, heading to the escalator so they could head up to the next floor. Uraraka and Ashido were leading the group, Kaminari, Sero, and Kirishima chatting with them. Katsuki, Deku, and Todoroki were walking a few steps behind them. Todoroki was standing so close to Deku, Katsuki's surprised the didn't bump into each other. Deku had been trying—and failing—to read the messages on Katsuki's phone.
“You have other people you talk to?” Todoroki asked, face blank but Katsuki could practically feel the smugness. “Are we sure they actually exist?”
“Piss off, half-and-half,” Katsuki spat, shoving his phone away and jamming his hands in the pocket of his sweatshirt. He had to change what he usually wore out in public since it was getting cold fast. He had dark jeans with a few rips here and there, a black sweatshirt, and the same shoes he had on last time he went to the mall—when he and Shinsou went into the fountain—except dry. “He said he's gonna meet us in the shitty clothes store.”
“He's joining us?” Deku asked, sensing the tension and trying to disarm it. Katsuki grunted and nodded. “Oh, that's... cool. I—uh... I thought you didn't want us to be around him."
“I never said any shit like that,” Katsuki snapped. “And you and shitty hair already met him, not a goddamn big deal.”
Katsuki huffed and shoved his phone in his pocket, slumping against an empty space of wall. Shinsou said he'd be there in a little bit, but Katsuki was already bored out of his mind. Ashido and Uraraka were looking through dresses and Kirishima, Sero, and Kaminari had gone off to find somethings for themselves. Todoroki followed Deku around, and Deku was looking through stuff near where the girls were. Katsuki just resigned to waiting by the door to the changing rooms, somewhere between where the girls were gathering dresses and where Deku asked Todoroki for his opinion on things—even though half-and-half mostly just agreed with what Deku said.
The blond recognized the song playing—another shitty pop song he heard on that stupid radio station Kirishima made him listen to. He decided soon that waiting on the wall was worse. He pushed off it and wandered through some of the rows. He needed a new jacket anyways, and they were close to where Deku and Todoroki were so it wasn't far. He went over and started looking through them. He'd barely been there a minute when he saw purple hair
Shinsou saw him first, and was already heading over. Katsuki felt outdone in terms of clothes again. Shinsou had black skinny jeans on again, with no rips this time, and short black lace up boots that went just over his ankles. They made him taller—even if it was only an inch. He had on a galaxy pattern shirt with black long sleeves and a dark purple jack tied around his waist. The messenger bag was the same as last time.
Katsuki frowned a little as Shinsou started digging in the bag as soon as he stopped.
“I have poor self control,” Shinsou said, holding up a smaller version of the giant cat plushies. It was a pale blond color with a nub tail. He held it over the bottom half of his face, so the cat was 'looking' at Katsuki. “But it's soft as hell. Touch it.”
Katsuki rolled his eyes and glanced around. Todoroki was listening intently to whatever Deku was saying, and their backs were to Shinsou and him. He hesitantly reached up and ran his fingers over the belly of the cat plush. His eyes widened.
“Holy shit,” he whispered. He rubbed it a little rougher. That was soft as hell.
“I would willing drown in these,” Shinsou said, moving the plush down and rubbing his own fingers across the fabric. He put in back in his bag a few seconds later, and Katsuki jammed his hand back in his pocket. “But maybe later. Where's the rest?”
Katsuki nodded over his shoulder at Todoroki and Deku. “The girls are looking at dresses, and shitty-hair, soy-sauce, and pikachu are somewhere else,” he said. Shinsou nodded.
Deku chose then to turn around and he paused before smiling brightly. Todoroki was obviously confused and looked over, getting even more confused when he saw Shinsou. Deku lead him over. Katsuki reverted back to his normal frown and he practically feel Shinsou making a judgment on Deku and Todoroki.
“Shinsou, it's cool to see you, again,” Deku greeted. “This is Todoroki Shouto. He's in the hero course with Kacchan and me.”
“Hello,” Todoroki mumbled when Deku looked up at him. Katsuki barely resisted rolling his eyes.
“Shinsou Hitoshi,” Shinsou replied with a sigh. He looked back down at Katsuki. “You were right, it's hellishly obvious.”
“What is?” Deku asked, glancing between the two of them.
“None of your damn business, Deku,” Katsuki snapped. He gave Shinsou a 'told you so' look and the other snorted. “Let's just hurry up here so we can do some shit that's actually interesting.”
“Speaking of, there's an arcade nearby,” Shinsou said. “Ten bucks says I can kick your ass at DDR.”
Katsuki grinned evilly and snorted.
“You're gonna lose so hard,” he said. Shinsou smirked and Katsuki walked off, leaving a shocked Deku and an even more confused Todoroki behind.
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“What the hell!?” Katsuki shouted as he watched the point and combo numbers go up. “H-How the shit!?”
Simply put, Shinsou was destroying him. He had near to every move perfectly timed, and Katsuki kept fumbling at the even slightly difficult set. Katsuki had been confident and insisted on setting it at the normal difficulty, despite Shinsou giving him fair warning that the machine difficulty levels were harder than they said. Katsuki then made the mistake of chosing one of the harder songs—Shinsou once again warning him that it was harder than it said. Once it all began, and got to the first run of the chrous, Katsuki regretted his choices.
“What do you think I do when I'm not online?” Shinsou laughed, feet moving with practiced ease while Katsuki almost tripped again.
“Pfft, hell no. Use to play this shit all day. You basically screwed yourself.”
“Piss off!”
Katsuki determinedly tried to catch up, but he really did screw himself. Shinsou was freakishly good for how unathletic he was. It made sense he knew what he was doing, but still. His points just kept going up and Katsuki snarled at the screen. Shinsou's side was lighting up with: Perfect! Good! Perfect! Appearing. Then on Katsuki's side: Good! Bad! Miss!
Shinsou smirked and glanced over at Katsuki. The blond growled and reached over. He tried to shove Shinsou off balance. Shinsou swatted his hands away, slipping up only once because of it. Katsuki smirked and kept trying to push him, barely doing the motions on his side.
“HA! Suck it!”
“You're still losing, stop acting like you did something! Get your hands off me!”
“Stop being a whiny little shit!”
“Stop being an asshole!”
“Bite me!”
Katsuki managed to push Shinsou off the platform. Shinsou yelped as he almost fell on his ass. Katsuki grinned and turned back to start racking up points in the game. Then GAME OVER! flashed on the screen as the song ended. Shinsou snorted loudly and Katsuki cursed, hitting the dashboard of the game with his fists.
The final scores appeared, and Shinsou's was almost double Katsuki's. The blond kicked the machine and marched off the platform, arms crossed as he grumbled. Shinsou stepped closer and held out his hand. Katsuki scowled at him.
“Ten dollars, pay up, pay up.”
Katsuki huffed and pulled out his wallet. He slapped ten dollars into Shinsou's hand. Shinsou winced a little but put the money in his bag with an overly sweet smile.
The others didn't even make it to the arcade by the time Katsuki and Shinsou played the games they wanted. They had collected all the tickets they could and got a worthless prize—full experience, Shinsou said. Shinsou kicked Katsuki's ass at half the games, and the blond made Shinsou promise not to say anything on threat of blowing up his laptop and phone. The only game Katsuki won was skee-ball and that was only because he had good hand-eye coordination and aim from all the hero things.
Katsuki got a text from Kirishima saying that they were still in the store, but finishing up, and that Sero and Kaminari went back to the dorm because they forgot a project. Shinsou and him took their meaningless prizes and went towards the food court. They grabbed food from one of the many stores along the walls of the giant area—fast food, because apparently Shinsou took it as a personal mission to get Katsuki to eat greasy food like a “regular” teenager. Katsuki frowned at the tray. He could smell the damn grease of it. Shinsou ignored his disgusted look and directed him over to a corner booth in one of the rows of booths in the center of the food courts.
Shinsou crammed himself in the very corner where the two padded benches met, and Katsuki sat next to him, scowling at the tray. Shinsou stabbed the straw into his drink and popped a fry in his mouth.
“You're shitting me,” Katsuki grumbled. “You really expect me to eat this crap?”
“Yes, obviously,” Shinsou said. “It's an all time tradition. Now eat, asshole.”
Katsuki rolled his eyes and reluctantly started eating. It wasn't that he hated fast food, or didn't eat it at all. It's not like he was on a hardcore diet, or completely avoiding bad carbs, but he had a body to maintain and usually ate stuff like this in moderation. He enjoyed eating it, and it wasn't completely shit taste-wise. He quickly sent out a text to Kirishima that they were in the food court, now, and eating, but that they weren't going to pay for any of the others food. Kirishima almost instantly sent back a message saying that they'd be there in a few.
Shinsou spoke a few times while they were eating. Katsuki listened silently, grunting and nodding where appropriate. At some point, Shinsou pulled out his phone and started scrolling. Katsuki leaned back and read with him over his shoulder, making small comments on whatever posts came up in Shinsou's feed.
“The hell they all sayin' happy birthday for?” Katsuki grumbled, pausing to glance out at the room around them. “Is it your birthday?”
“Nah, that's July first,” Shinsou said. “It's my account anniversary. Four years, today--” he pressed a hand to his heart and gave an over-dramatic proud expression “--I feel like I raised a child. They grow up so fast.”
Katsuki smirked and let out breath-laugh. He shifted over again and leaned his elbows on the table. Shinsou was still mindlessly eating from the large fries they ordered. He saw the red-and-white head approaching, and wiped the smirk off his face. The others walked in, and Kirishima lead them over to where Katsuki and Shinsou were sitting.
Ashido put herself next to Shinsou, and Uraraka sat next to her. Kirishima slid in next to Katsuki. Todoroki and Deku sat in the two regular chairs at the table. They all settled down and put their bags next to them, then Uraraka and Todoroki went off to get food for them all.
Kirishima, Ashido, and Deku all chatted together, talkning about something Katsuki didn't bother picking up on. Todoroki was listening, and adding to it occasionally. Shinsou leaned forward onto the table slightly, enough so that Katsuki could read the posts without being too obvious. Katsuki propped his head up in his palm and watched as Shinsou scrolled through, reposted and liked things, and made comments on a few. Eventually, Todoroki and Uraraka came back and passed out the food.
“I swear to god if I lose to shitty Deku because you made me eat fast food, I'm destroying your DVDs,” Katsuki hissed quietly so only Shinsou could hear while the others kept talking. Shinsou glanced up and immediately saw why—Deku had a salad in front of him.
“The fact he's eating that here makes him lose immediately, trust me,” Shinsou sighed, at the same volume. Katsuki rolled his eyes and fought back a smirk. “Plus the fact he can't tell Katy Perry's crushing on him way too hard to be healthy.”
Katsuki snorted and immediately stopped himself. Kirishima gave him a look and Ashido stopped whatever she was saying.
“What's so funny?” Ashido asked, pouting a little.
“Katy Perry,” Shinsou said. Ashido and Kirishima were even more confused. The other three looked over at that point, too. Katsuki huffed. Eventually Uraraka and Deku started talking again and Todoroki joined in. Shinsou shifted closer to Ashido and whispered quietly to her. “The hot'n'cold song by Katy Perry--” Ashido's eyes widened and she gasped, smiling “--Hot and cold quirk.”
Ashido burst out laughing while Shinsou leaned over Katsuki to tell Kirishima the same thing. He started laughing, too. That left the other three extremely confused. Shinsou went back to scrolling through his phone and Katsuki looked over his shoulder like nothing happened. Kirishima dismissed any questions Deku had and Ashido waved off Uraraka's. Todoroki just fixed Shinsou and Katsuki with a suspicious look and kept eating.
Conversation went on with the others as they ate. Soon they all fell relatively quiet and just relaxed. Kirishima eventually started talking with Katsuki and Shinsou leaned back in the corner of the benches, continuously going through his feed. Deku and Uraraka were talking quieter
“Hey, Todoroki,” Ashido piped up. Katsuki looked over and Shinsou glanced up as the girl poked him in the leg. “Have you kissed a girl and liked it?”
Todoroki looked more confused than ever. Deku's cheeks went red and Uraraka choked on the words he was saying. Kirishima blinked a few times in shock before laughing awkwardly. Katsuki's eyes went wide and he glanced between Shinsou and Ashido when he saw the smirk on both of their faces.
“I... what?” Todoroki sputtered.
“The taste of her cherry chapstick?” Shinsou added, grinning evilly. Todoroki blinked slowly, mouth opening to say something as his face started to heat up.
“Did you kiss a girl just to try it?” Ashido said, in a teasing sing-song voice.
“Hope your boyfriend don't mind it?” Shinsou continued, glancing at Deku. The green-haired boy was looking away awkwardly, face bright red just from the conversation topic. Todoroki face lit up and Katsuki could've sworn he saw actual smoke coming from his left side.
“...Is that a goddamn Katy Perry song?” Katsuki asked after a pause.
Ashido and Shinsou exchanged a shit-eating grin. Kirishima sputtered out a laugh, before he was cackling and snorting. Katsuki clapped a hand over his mouth and muffled his own laughter. Deku and Uraraka exchanged baffled looked and Todoroki blinked slowly as he forced his blush to die down.
“'Cause you're hot then you're cold!” Ashdio sang, slightly off pitch and mocking. “You're yes then you're no.”
“What?” Todoroki said flatly, narrowing his eyes.
“Your new name,” Katsuki said, staring back in the same way Todoroki was at him. “Enjoy.”
“...Can we just go back to half-and-half bastard?” Todoroki grumbled, looking down and rubbing his forehead angrily.
“No way, Katy.”
“Kacchan, isn't that a little... mean?” Deku mumbled, glancing between Katsuki and Todoroki. “You already call him a name, why change it?”
“Not my idea, shitty Deku,” Katsuki said, glancing over at Shinsou. The other smiled in that overly sweet way and propped his chin up in his palms.
“You've known me for a day, and you're already calling me names?” Todoroki hissed.
“I've known your name for a day, actually,” Shinsou shrugged, going back to his phone. “The nickname thing has been going on since the Sports Festival, sorry not sorry, but a good reference is a good reference.”
“Why didn't you bring him along sooner, Blasty?” Ashido laughed. “I like this guy. Welcome to the Baku-squad! By courtesy of me!”
Shinsou snorted and grinned. “Okay, then,” he said.
“The what?” Katsuki snapped.
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Hitoshi had excused himself from the group when they were getting ready to move out. He explained he had to use the bathroom, and Bakugou, Ashido both decided they had to go, too. Midoriya and Kirishima went to some small shop near the food court to grab something, and Uraraka and Todoroki waited outside the bathroom area.
It was going surprisingly well. Hitoshi stays quiet for more reasons than the whole prejudice against his quirk. He didn't like a lot of people, and wasn't the social one by a long shot. Ashido was cool, and even though she was a lot more energized than he usually likes his people, but wasn't over the top. Kirishima was protective, obviously, and cautious of just welcoming someone else into their little group—also, Baku-squad was hilarious even if Bakugou was pissed about it. Hitoshi didn't really care that Todoroki didn't seem to like him, or that Midoriya and Uraraka were still in between about whether or not he was good. From what he understood, Kirishima was the one who asked Midoriya and his friends to come along and Bakugou was against it completely. He'd have to ask for the whole story with Midoriya at some point, but he didn't think Bakugou was open enough to tell him yet.
Hitoshi threw the paper towels in the trash and walked towards the entrance to the bathroom—a weird hall thing.
“I'm only saying that we should be cautious around him.”
Hitoshi stopped just before he walked out, taking a step back.
“Todoroki, you're just upset 'cause he made fun of you,” Ashido's voice said. Hitoshi decided he'd eavesdrop and leaned against the wall, out of sight of the people waiting just outside. “Shinsou's a nice guy.”
“You saw what he could do, and what he did do with that quirk of his,” Todoroki said. “Aoyama and Ojiro were under his control for an entire round in the Sports Festival. It made Ojiro drop out of the tournament and Midoriya almost gave up against his will. We won't even know if he's using his quirk until it's too late, he can control multiple people at once.”
“Aren't you jumping to conclusions?” Uraraka piped up. Hitoshi frowned stared down at his shoes.
“Maybe, but we don't know anything about him, so we can't trust him,” Todoroki continued. “I'm only saying to be cautious around him.”
Hitoshi jolted at footsteps approaching. He looked up and went back to a blank face. Bakugou frowned at him and gave a confused look, hands jammed in his pockets. Hitoshi pushed off the wall, and hoped that Todoroki would keep his mouth shut until he and Bakugou were out of earshot.
“He could be using Bakugou to get into the hero department, somehow,” Todoroki said. Bakugou's shoulders stiffened and he scowled. “We can't just accept him with no question. I mean, you have to be suspicious in someway. With a quirk like that, there's no telling what he could be doing.”
Bakugou glanced at Hitoshi before going to stomp out. Hitoshi sighed and grabbed the back of his hood before he could. Bakugou whipped his head around and glared at him. Hitoshi frowned and shook his head. Bakugou swatted Hitoshi hand away and marched out. Hitoshi cursed in his head and hesitantly followed after him.
“What exactly were you saying, shitstain?” Bakugou snapped. Hitoshi stopped a few feet behind where Bakugou was staring down Todoroki. The other looked a little shocked, while Uraraka was a little frightened and Ashido was looking guilty. The pink skinned girl grabbed Uraraka's arm, muttered an excuse us and rushed off into the girls' restroom. “You're joking, right? It's a goddamn joke.”
“...Why do you care?” Todoroki asked, giving him a dirty look. “I'm just saying what I was thinking. What a few of us were thinking, actually. We're not stupid, and we know to be cautious around someone that can use people at will with almost no effort.”
Hitoshi sighed and shoved a hand in his bag. He pet the cat plush now buried in the bottom of it before grabbing his phone again. He couldn't see what expression Bakugou had, but Todoroki had his eyes narrowed.
“Bakugou, not worth it,” Hitoshi interrupted. The blond turned around and scowled at him. Todoroki frowned over at him. “I need to grab some shit, you wanna come or not?”
Hitoshi started to walk away backwards, making sure to watch and that the blond wasn't about to start a fight in the middle of the damn mall. Bakugou grumbled and stepped back. He paused, hands twitching. He cursed and spun on his heel, following after Hitoshi. Todoroki blinked in shock and opened his mouth like he was going to say something just to close it again. Midoriya and Kirishima were walking towards them, going back where they said they'd be meeting.
Kirishima gave them a confused look and Midoriya seemed to realize something was wrong.
“Picking some crap up, see you back at the dorms,” Bakugou snapped before either of them could say anything as they passed. Hitoshi nodded in their direction before going back to his phone and opening up the list he made ahead of time. Vacation was coming up and he wanted to grab some things for his cat when he went home, plus a few things for the human family members.
“Oh ok! See ya!” Kirishima said, waving with a grin. Hitoshi did genuinely like Bakugou's friends. They didn't pry.
“You're not eating lunch with us?” Kaminari asked when Katsuki started walking in a different direction than the cafeteria.
“Ooh! Are you gonna eat with Shinsou?” Ashido asked. Sero gave Katsuki a shocked and confused look. Katsuki nodded slightly. “Can I come?”
“No, piss off,” Katsuki snapped. Ashido pouted and reluctantly nodded. Sero still stared in shock and Kaminari not-so-quietly asked Kirishima who Shinsou was. “Later.”
Katsuki walked off. He had his own lunch that day, along with a few other things. The others waved and said what they had to before walking into the cafeteria. Katsuki went through the halls, against the flow of students that was going to the cafeteria to get food. He side stepped to avoid some people that weren't looking. He wasn't in the mood for a fight or anything. He didn't sleep that much.
Todoroki crossed a line in his head. He didn't care if Shinsou was okay with it, or if he was used to it. It was messed up. He was getting protective for no reason—yeah, he liked him, but that didn't mean he had a right to just start intervening with Shinsou's life or how he deals with shit. When he had gotten back to the dorms, Kirishima asked why he was pissed. He didn't give an answer, and the redhead left it at that. Deku almost spoke to him, but ended up not. Todoroki avoided him entirely. As Katsuki lied down to try and sleep an hour after he usually did, he realized how deep he was. He doubted it was a good thing to already be so protective—but shit, he couldn't help it.
Katsuki shook his head to clear it and stepped outside into one of the courtyards. It was one of the warmer days that week, so enough for a good crowd to be out there. Shinsou had told him ahead of time where he usually saw, so Katsuki didn't have to wander around aimlessly. Katsuki walked right over and sat down next to Shinsou under a tree.
Shinsou looked up and nodded as greeting. Katsuki just grunted and knocked his head back against the tree. Shinsou finished whatever he was doing on his phone and put it in his pocket, picking up the food he brought.
“You okay?” Shinsou asked, leaning back slightly. He pulled his knees up and curled up a little as he ate. Katsuki groaned and slapped his hands over his eyes.
“No,” Katsuki muttered. “I feel like shit and we got some big hero training thing later today.”
“I got cookies,” Shinsou said after a while, pulling his bag up one handed and pulling out a plastic bag. Katsuki looked down, confused and shocked. The small bag was tightly packed with small chocolate chip cookies. He put it on the ground in between them and kept eating. “I grabbed 'em at the mall when you weren't looking. You can have some if you want.”
Katsuki hesitated for barely a second before grabbing the bag and opening it. He popped a cookie in his mouth and savored it. He knew that getting all the bad carbs in his system wasn't that good, but he was in a shitty mood and he'd indulge.
“Thanks,” he grumbled as he shoved another cookie in his mouth and put the bag back down where Shinsou had it. He grabbed his own lunch and started eating like he was supposed to. The two of them were silent for a while—the comfortable kind they usually had—then Katsuki hesitantly spoke up. “Listen, that shit Katy Perry said isn't true, got it?”
Shinsou looked up, mid chew. He finished the mouthful and cleared his throat.
“I... yeah I get it, man, trust me,” Shinsou said. He smirked and snorted a little. “Honestly, I think you're more upset than me.”
Katsuki grumbled and slouched down further, looking away pointedly. He didn't like people calling him out. He could do it to himself, sure, but if someone else noticed then he was upset. Shinsou didn't make a sound or any reaction that Katsuki heard, just continuing to eat. Katsuki crossed his legs and shifted further back against the tree. He glanced over at Shinsou again, and the other was just eating, looking down at the food.
The blond frowned and grabbed the bag of cookies and shoved it in his bag. He couldn't give a shit right now, and the cookies were good. Shinsou glanced over and smirked. Katsuki hesitated slightly when the other raised an eyebrow at him.
“I'm not gonna stop you, go ahead,” Shinsou said, waving his hand dismissively. Katsuki nodded and left the cookies in his bag as he went back to his actually lunch. “I have the rest of the pack at home.”
Katsuki nodded. He hesitated again before saying something else. He wasn't the kind of person to over assure someone about whatever—him comforting anyone was a rare thing on its own. If these stupid emotions made him this sappy and shit, he definitely wanted it to be over with sooner rather than later.
“You shouldn't have to deal with that crap, 'specially with me around,” Katsuki mumbled. Shinsou looked over, shocked.
“... Seriously, I've dealt with that kind of stuff since my quirk developed,” Shinsou said, packing up the leftovers of his lunch. Katsuki frowned. He knew that, but it didn't mean he'd like it. “Don't pick a fight with the other hero students over some stupid stuff like that, okay? Their little opinions don't matter to me, and I literally couldn't give less of a shit. Is that seriously what's bothering you?”
Katsuki frowned and looked away again. Shinsou sighed and poked him in the shoulder.
“You're acting like my cat when I refuse to feed her early,” Shinsou commented. Katsuki tensed up and smacked his hand away. “Just calm down, it's not worth it.”
Katsuki grunted noncommittally and buried his face in his knees. He was so screwed and he knew it. Shinsou stopped trying to get him to look over at him and instead shoved his own lunch in his bag. They still had a while left for lunch, and Katsuki wished it would be over now—so he wouldn't have to deal with the awkwardness he made in the first place.
Shinsou managed to break that tension and got them looking at the most reason shitposts Shinsou got tagged in. Katsuki snorted and grinned at a few of them, but mostly it was just the two of them scrolling through and letting out breath-laughs. Shinsou had scooted close to Katsuki so they could both see the screen at once and he didn't have to flip it around to show the blond whatever was there.
Pressed shoulder to shoulder, the two of them read over the stupid posts and made fun of a few of them. Katsuki didn't care what the hell Shinsou thought, and he hated being sappy so it sucked for that, too. Dammit, shit like this was worth it.
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Hitoshit: Hey I need you to rate my selfies [photo] [photo] [photo]
Katsuki frowned opened the pictures. 1-A had gathered in the main room for movie night and Katsuki was forcibly dragged into it by Kirishima. He had pressed himself into the corner of the couch, and took two cushions for himself and a blanket.
It was a lot later and they only just finished voting. With vacation coming up in a week, everyone decided it was okay for them to be up later than usual—the class prez, too. Everyone also agreed that if anyone fell asleep, no one was responsible for what was drawn on their faces by Kaminari, Ashido, or any other person.
Katsuki shifted, pulling his knees up and the blanket up. He looked at his phone discreetly, because class prez would yell at him if he was caught using his phone during the movie. Two screaming matches already happened about that and Katsuki didn't want to start another. He opened up the photos Shinsou sent him.
The first was a basic one, just from the front at eye level. Shinsou had a smirk on his face and... goddamn cat ears sticking out of his hair with whiskers drawn on his face. The ears on his head blended in with his normal hair a little too perfectly, looking like they actually belong there. The whiskers were just black marker drawn on his cheeks. With the way the picture was taken, you could see the hood of a dark purple sweatshirt at the bottom edge.
The second was from a higher angle, and Shinsou had a neutral expression. Nothing really stood out about it, just your cliché selfie, with maybe slightly better lighting.
The third one was Shinsou sitting on his bed, whole body in the shot. He was wearing a gray sweater that had to be at least two sized too big and black shorts with mix-matched socks on. He had his tongue sticking out and head tilted to the side, hands placed like he was framing his face.
Katsuki glanced up at the people around him. Everyone was getting settled, food and drinks ready. The tentacle and bird guy were on the other side of the couch sitting close, and Katsuki could tell was Sero was “ninety percent sure” they were dating. No one else even tried to sit on the couch, curled up on the floor with pillows and blankets. Todoroki and Deku were next to each other leaning back against the couch.
Todoroki seemed to notice Katsuki looking at them and looked back. Katsuki just scowled at him and went back to his phone, shifting further into the corner. Todoroki blinked, confusion written over his face, and then went back to talking with Deku quietly.
Me: first is good, second is cliche, third is good if u zoom in
Me: the hell dya get the ears tho
Hitoshit: No idea, I found them while cleaning
Hitoshit: Good though, right?
Me: i guess
Hitoshit: Thanks for your feedback
Hitoshit: What's going on over there?
Me: movie night against my will
Hitoshit: Aww poor antisocial u
Me: piss off
Hitoshit: Good luck
Me: wait y u need the pics
Hitoshi: 59k and counting
Katsuki put his phone away in the pocket of his pants and pulled the blanket up to his chin before flopping sideways. He settled on his side, covered by the blanket up to his nose and resigned himself to a night of a boring movie he probably never saw and never wanted to see.
The class prez stepped out in front of everyone and said the rules. No phones, no interrupting, no being obnoxious, and just generally be respectful to the others in the room that were enjoying the movie. When he was done, and got everyone to say a “yes” in weak unison, he rushed over to turn the room lights off, sat down near Deku, and hit the play button on the laptop that was hooked up to the big screen.
Katsuki's phone went off, the buzz of the vibration drowned out by the loud intro. He discreetly grabbed it and hid his head under the blanket to look at it. The brightness was already down, so he didn't burn his eyes out.
Hitoshit: Officially 60k, set off the party poppers cause I'm regretting my choices
Me: good luck
Katsuki drummed his fingers against the counter he was leaning on as he waited for the microwave to finish. Ashido and the invisible girl were sitting behind him, Ashido telling the other about the whole Katy Perry thing.
“But yeah, Bakugou's just selfish and doesn't want to share his friend,” Ashido huffed.
“Shut up, raccoon-eyes,” he grumbled, glancing over his shoulder. Ashido grinned innocently.
“Aw~ c'mon Bakugou,” Ashido laughed.
Suddenly, invisible girl gasped loudly and started squealing. Ashido yelped when invisible girl started hitting her on the arm in excitement. Katsuki frowned at the display as the microwave went off. He opened it and grabbed his food as invisible girl started gushing gibberish and Ashido tried to calm her down.
“What?!” Ashido snickered. “Hagakure, actual words! Why are you so excited?”
“You know that blogger I was telling you about? Insomi-cat?” Hagakure said, after taking a deep breath. Katsuki tensed up and turned around, knocking the microwave closed and grabbing a fork. “He reached 60k followers and did a face reveal! Look! Isn't he in UA!?”
Hagakure turned the phone over to Ashido and the pink girl pouted curiously. Katsuki stabbed his fork into the pasta he heated up and angrily mixed it. Ashido's face slowly changed into surprise.
“That's Bakugou's friend!” Ashido exclaimed. She turned to Katsuki. “Did you know!?”
“Of course I knew, asshat,” Katsuki grumbled before shoving a forkful of pasta in his mouth. “Don't make a big deal out of this shit.”
“What's his name!?” Hagakure asked eagerly, jumping up from her seat. Katsuki just frowned and raised his eyebrows.
“Why the hell would I tell you?” Katsuki snapped. Ashido frowned and drew her eyebrows together in thought.
“Wait, he never told us his name,” Ashido muttered. She jumped up next and leaned forward to stare at Katsuki with wide eyes. “Tell us! Tell us!”
Katsuki flipped the two of them off and walked out of the room. Hagakure snapped indignantly and Ashido went to chase after him. He ran up the stairs two at a time and rushed to his room. Kirishima was just leaving his when he got there. The redhead smiled and opened his mouth to greet Katsuki, but the blond ignored him, yanking open his own door and slamming it shut behind him.
With a sigh, Katsuki slumped against the door. He didn't expect someone in 1-A to follow Shinsou with such loyalty. He grumbled to himself. This was just gonna mean another person tagging along. Could he reset the shitty recent stuff, so that they wouldn't be after Shinsou? He was being possessive, and he knew that, and it pissed him off, but dammit he was the one with a huge ass crush on Shinsou and—shit. Katsuki angrily shoved more pasta in his mouth and sat on his bed. The sun was just setting, and he and Shinsou had agreed to binge another show that morning.
His laptop was on the bed already—it lived next to his bed at this point—and his earbuds were out. Carefully balancing the pasta in his lap, Katsuki slipped the earbuds in and woke up his laptop. Shinsou's contact on Skype said he was on, so Katsuki hit the call button. It took a few rings and Katsuki stared at Shinsou's profile picture in surprise. He never really bothered to look at it since it was always small.
It was a picture of Shinsou with a cat. The cat had black and white spotted fur and was sniffing at the camera closely with Hitoshi smiling in the background. It was sickeningly cute—well, Katsuki guessed if he wasn't in as deep as he was, then it'd be sickening, but now it was just extremely cute.
Shinsou picked up a second after Katsuki realized that, and the blond tried to rub the blush off his face and picked up his pasta. Shinsou was pulling a brush through his hair that was dry and hanging down. It looked... fluffier than the other times Katsuki had seen him with his hair down.
I blowdried my hair, so it like... expanded,” Shinsou said. Katsuki snorted, giving him 'seriously?'. Shinsou stuck his tongue out and changed to brush the other side of his hair. “Come on, your choice.”
“What d'ya got?” Katsuki asked before eating a mouthful of pasta. Shinsou frowned for a second and shifted. He pulled some cases from out of frame with the hand not holding the brush. He held them up so Katsuki could see and kept brushing his hair. “Death Note?”
Detectives, potato chips, and magical note book that kills people,” Shinsou explained. He hissed when he accidentally pulled his own hair.
“Sounds good enough,” Katsuki nodded. Shinsou carefully dropped the case in his lap and tossed the others out of frame. He opened it one handed and put the DVD in his computer, setting it up through the software it need to be through so Katsuki could see it. “Hey, when school starts up again... uh, you interested in that crappy little combat training thing I made you do?”
Shinsou paused and blinked a few times. He looked genuinely shocked that Katsuki cared enough to ask, and that made something in Katsuki's stomach twist.
You're serious about teaching me how to defend myself?” Shinsou asked hesitantly.
“No shit,” Katsuki said, deadpan. Shinsou snorted and went to brush the back of his head. “But, yeah. You're not gonna be a pro hero if ya can't kick ass on your own.”
Yeah, okay,” Shinsou chuckled, looking down at his lap as he put the brush down and picked up a black hair-tie. He pulled almost all of his hair back into a short ponytail, except for a few shorter hairs in the front. He pushed the remaining strands behind his ears. “Tomorrow morning, then?
Katsuki nodded. Shinsou grabbed his usual blanket and pillow, setting up his computer so his could lie down in front of it on the pillow with the blanket over his head. Katsuki leaned back and crossed his legs. Shinsou started the show, and Katsuki went back to eating as it played. He pointedly ignored the part of him that said Shinsou was even cuter with his hair up than in the picture with his cat, and the part that tried to convince him to touch Shinsou's hair the next time they saw each other in person—it looked super soft, and he knew from the fountain that it was decently soft when soaked, but it looked fluffy. He almost slapped himself to snap himself out of it but instead just focused entirely on the show to try and block out his own thoughts.
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It was harder to avoid someone you couldn't see than you'd think. Katsuki was usually good at staying out of sight, but Hagakure popped up out of nowhere. She was invisible and it meant Katsuki had almost no idea of where she was ninety percent of the time. Luckily, she was easily distracted and after bargaining with Ashido, Katsuki got the pink girl to agree to stall Hagakure enough so that Katsuki could get out of the dorm without anyone on his tail. A few others in the dorm knew about Shinsou's blog, but they weren't close enough to Katsuki's friend group to catch the news. Until Hagakure because she couldn't keep her mouth shut.
One day, when Katsuki was tutoring Kirishima in the common room, the creation-girl was having her own tutor session across the room. Hagakure was there, and being annoying as all hell. Katsuki couldn't get her to shut up. Every time he thought she was done, and his rage and died down a bit, she was back and persistently asking to meet Shinsou.
After one of the louder outbursts, the creation-girl hesitantly asked what was going on. Hagakure immediately said it, and creation-girl looked shocked. Turned out she was a fan of the blog, too. Ashido then complained that Katsuki wouldn't tell them Shinsou's name—she never asked for it at the mall, and no one said it. Then, Kirishima just told them and Katsuki smacked him on the side of the head with one of the textbooks—he had his quirk ready, though. Creation-girl asked if it was the same guy who went up against Deku in the Sports Festival, and Kirishima nodded. Katsuki punched him in the gut—no quirk to protect him that time so he curled over with a grunt. The blond then just walked off, ignoring any of their questions.
It was a chaotic the short rest of the day for him. He got up early to go and work out. When he was going to get the coffee, class prez was standing in front of the machine like some kind of guardian. Katsuki scowled and tried to get past him, but the other wasn't giving any ground.
“Is it true you've been hanging out with a General Education student?” class prez asked. Katsuki narrowed his eyes. He couldn't blame anyone specifically for the word spreading, but he chose Deku since class prez and him were so close. “The one with the brainwashing quirk from the Sports Festival?”
“If it is?” Katsuki growled, crossed his arms. The class prez fixed him with a serious look.
“Be careful, we do not know the very specifics of his quirk, and he may be using it on you,” he said after a moment of staring. Katsuki's shoulders tensed up. “It sounds crazy now, but it could become relevant and I want you to be aware of that.”
Katsuki blinked slowly at him and scoffed. The other looked confused as Katsuki shook his head.
“You're the second damn person to say that shit to me,” Katsuki snapped. He stepped forward and poked the other hard in the chest. “And I'm already tired of it. If you really think I'm stupid enough to fall for crap like that, I'll beat the shit out of you. I don't care what you or any of the other assholes say about this. Mind your own damn business and piss off!”
“There is no need to be so aggressive about it,” class prez said, huffing indignantly. “We're simply trying to warn you of the inevitable.”
“Inevitable my ass!” Katsuki scoffed. He shoved the class prez to the side roughly, managing to get him to stumble out of the side. “Tell me this shit when something actually happens. Until then, stay out of my crap, got it? It's not your business, so I'll say it again. Piss. Off.”
“His quirk is extremely dangerous, and he could use you to pull himself into the hero course!” the class prez said, stepping in front of Katsuki again. “People with ambitions like that will do anything if capable, and he is!”
Katsuki was growled and glared at him. They stared each other down tensely. The class prez eventually stepped back and let out a sigh to try and relax the tension in the air.
“I don't mean to be rude in any way,” he said. Katsuki frowned at that. If he wasn't trying to be rude, he would've gone away already. “But, we don't know anything about him. Being so nice to him could lead to him taking advantage of you and your quirk. You need to be careful around someone with a probable future in villainy!”
Katsuki didn't hold back as he punched him right in the face.
Hitoshi tapped his foot a bit nervously. He checked the time on his phone and sighed. He didn't have gym clothes, so at first he was happy he didn't have to explain that it was too cold, but Bakugou was always there earlier than him. He knew that Bakugou always went all out with everything and it wasn't like him to be late at all. So something way probably wrong. The second was when Bakugou did show up.
Hitoshi was waiting by the door, busying himself with a game on his phone while he waited. He looked up when he heard footsteps, and Bakugou rounded the corner and was walking down the hall. He had a black jacket on and the hood pulled over his head. His head was turned down and he had his shoulders up and face almost completely hidden. Hitoshi instantly recognized that kind of walking and face hiding.
When Bakugou reached him and went to say something, Hitoshi reached over and knocked the hood back. He cursed quietly under his breath and Bakugou went back to pull the hood over again. Hitoshi smacked his hands away and poked the bruise over Bakugou's eye. It was worse than any of the black eyes Hitoshi's had in the past, but it made sense since he probably got it from someone in the hero course. There was also a small cut on his cheek with small droplets of blood on it and another thin cut on the side of his nose. Bakugou winced at Hitoshi's prodding and tried to back up while avoiding eye contact.
“What did you do?” Hitoshi grumbled. Bakugou pouted and grabbed Hitoshi's wrists and pushed them away before letting go.
“Not a big deal,” Bakugou murmured. He jammed his hands in his pockets and stepped back. “Let's just forget the training shit.”
Hitoshi sighed and grabbed his wrist. Bakugou obviously wasn't in the mood to put up much a fight because Hitoshi was easily pulling him into the locker room. He sat down on the bench and patted the space next to him for the blond to sit. Bakugou muttered incoherently before he sat down, leg on either side of the bench. Hitoshi turned and dug inside his bag. He knew he still had that plastic bag with bandages and ice packs from a while ago—almost nothing ever left his bag, it made it easier to keep track of it all.
Bakugou snorted when he saw Hitoshi putting the plastic bag on the bench in between them. Hitoshi put his regular bag on the floor and pulled the ice pack out. He shook it roughly and shoved it into Bakugou's hands.
“Shake it and it'll get colder,” Hitoshi explained as he opened up the box of colored Band-Aids. Bakugou frowned and just looked off to the side. “Just shake the damn thing. Black eyes heal faster if you ice them, personal experience.”
“And this is nothing,” Bakugou spat. Hitoshi glanced up at him, raising an eyebrow. Bakugou scowled. “Personal experience.”
“Just accept my damn help, okay?” Hitoshi huffed. He didn't do shit like this because people were always suspicious when he offered help. He gave Bakugou a semi-pleading look. The blond tensed up and before grumpily slumping his shoulders and reading the instructions on the ice pack. Hitoshi sighed and grabbed two Band-Aids from the box as the blond started shaking the pack. “It's the crack of dawn and you already got into fight. What happened?”
Bakugou bit his bottom lip and didn't look at him. Hitoshi scooted closer and turned so he was right in front of Bakugou. He tapped his chin and Bakugou moved his head so it was tilted up. The blond still was pointedly looking anywhere but Hitoshi as the other unwrapped a bandaid. Hitoshi wiped off the small bit of blood before putting the Band-Aid on top of it. He pressed down so it stuck and Bakugou hissed. He did the same with the other cut, but got a muffled curse since it was so close to the bruise. Speaking off, it was a big one. Purple, red, and yellow mixed together. It wasn't swollen, so Bakugou could keep his eye open and still see.
Hitoshi reached over and felt the ice pack to see if it did what it said it would. It was cold now, and Hitoshi grabbed it from Bakugou who just let him. Something was definitely wrong. Hitoshi put the ice pack against Bakugou's black eye and frowned. The blond reached up to hold it in place, looking down at his lap.
“Are you actually not telling me what happened?” Hitoshi asked, disappointment evident in his voice. Bakugou bit his bottom lip again and his leg started bouncing. “A hint?”
“It's not my damn fault,” Bakugou muttered, hand not holding the ice pack going to drag fingers through the front of his hair. “The asshole class prez talked shit about you and took it too far. I decked him in the nose and crap got outta hand.”
Hitoshi's eyes widened before he sighed and shook his head. He put the Band-Aid box back in the plastic bag. He dropped the wrappers in the garbage can at the end of the bench and shoved the plastic bag back in his school one.
“I told you that it isn't worth it,” Hitoshi said. Bakugou looked up at him, confused and something Hitoshi didn't recognize. Hitoshi rested his bag between them and looked right into Bakugou's eyes as he shook his head again. “That kind of shit isn't worth getting beat up for. It's not hurting me, and you shouldn't be beating people up because they do it to me. That's not a big deal.”
“Of course it's a big deal!” Bakugou snapped. He slammed his hand against the bench and an explosion went off. It made a small burn mark in the wooden bench, but Bakugou didn't seem to care. He was scowling and definitely was pissed, but there was still that other emotion Hitoshi didn't know. “People shouldn't talk shit about you! You're one of the few damn decent human beings in this crappy world, and that's a lot coming from someone like me. The only reason you're not kicking ass in the hero course is 'cause the exam works against you! The only reason you're not kicking their asses is 'cause you know how to control your temper and get that if you do it'll only make your rep even more crappy! So don't try to sell me the shit that assholes like that stepping out of line by picking on you isn't a big deal!”
Hitoshi blinked slowly and his mouth opened a little in shock. Bakugou took a few deep breaths before freezing and slapping his hand over the side of his face without the ice pack. His shoulders were rising and falling as he breathed a bit heavily. Hitoshi was glad that Bakugou couldn't see him because he could feel his face heating up. He let out a loud breath and rubbed his cheeks, willing it to go away as fast as possible so Bakugou wouldn't see it. It was one damn like.
“Shit, sorry...” Bakugou eventually said after a long moment of silence. “I just... crap. Dammit. This sucks.”
“...What does?” Hitoshi asked quietly.
There was no damn way. It was one stupid like, and he was overthinking it. He always over thought shit and just because someone liked a post about your sexuality didn't mean shit. Just because Bakugou was getting defensive didn't mean anything and he needed to stop that train of thought right there.
Bakugou tensed up again, completely still and head tilted down. His face was covered by his hand and the ice pack. Slowly, he moved his fingers and looked up at Hitoshi from between them. Hitoshi could feel his face heating up again and dammit he was blushing like a shitty school girl from an anime. He acted like his was wiping his mouth and tried to hide the redness. On the other end, Bakugou looked slightly panicked and quickly redirected where he was staring to one of the lockers.
“Shitty shit shit,” Bakugou was saying under his breath. “Crap. God dammit.”
Hitoshi managed to collect himself in the almost silence and hesitantly put his hand down, hiding clenched hands behind his back. He was ready to dismiss the situation and walk off. He could probably get a quick nap in the library before class started, or study one of the things he already knew.
“Screw it!” Bakugou suddenly exclaimed when Hitoshi was about to open his mouth. The blond slammed both hands on the bench this time and the ice pack was dropped to the side. Bakugou had his eyes shut tight and his cheeks were pink. “This is stupid! Screw the waiting and screw these stupid butterflies. They're not paying rent, the little shits--” Hitoshi couldn't help but snort at at that. Him making noise made Bakugou peer up at him, smirking slightly as he realized what he said. “--If you don't agree, just tell me I'll get over it...”
Bakugou stopped, and seemed to hesitate nervously. He bit his bottom lip and his leg started bouncing again while his palms were starting to smoke. He jolted back and wiped his palms on his pants before letting out a rough sigh.
Hitoshi was frozen in place. His nails were digging into his own palms and he'd probably have indents when he looked later. His brain was going too fast to have a coherent sentence of thought. All he could hear in his head was shit shit shit.
“I don't' know what the hell I am attraction wise, but dammit I like you,” Bakugou said quickly. It was rushed and the blond let out a loud huff of breath when he was done. He glanced up at Hitoshi anxiously and winced back. “Dammit, you don't like me, do you? Shit, crap I messed it up, forget I said anything. This was stupi--”
“Nope, stop right there!” Hitoshi snapped. Bakugou flinched again and Hitoshi was almost shocked still again at how nervous he looked. Nervous like that was not a good look on him. Hitoshi held his hands up for Bakugou to stay quiet. He knew his cheeks were red, and probably a bit of his neck. “Sorry if I was a little shocked, you're not exactly the most emotionally sharing person--” Bakugou laughed a little and Hitoshi found himself smiling. He let out a small laugh and then a low breath. No stuttering, and no mixing up words. “--Okay, okay. You actually like me, for like my personality and shit.”
Bakugou nodded hesitantly, before a shit-eating grin showed up on his face. The effect was a little ruined by the fact his was bright pink. “I was surprised, too,” he said. Hitoshi paused before he snickered.
“I walked into that,” he laughed. Bakugou started chuckling, too. Hitoshi took a deep breath and let it out in a sigh. “But seriously--” Bakugou nodded this time without hesitating “--Like, this isn't some elaborate plot?”
“No,” Bakugou sighed. He rubbed his hands over his face and winced when he pressed too hard on the bruise. “Some kids in 1-A apparently follow your blog thing and the face reveal went up. It was one of Ashido's friends that spread that I knew you and... I got possessive for no damn reason. Now they wanna meet you and I don't want shit like that to happen 'cause they're annoying as hell and I just... Dammit. I like hanging out with you and admitting that makes me sound stupid but--”
“You're rambling,” Hitoshi pointed out. Bakugou stopped, grumbled something and went silent. “And it doesn't make you sound stupid, it's called a crush--” Bakugou's face went redder, like hearing it was worse. Hitoshi smiled. “--But if it makes you feel any better, I like you, too.”
“... You mean hanging out with me?” Bakugou asked quietly.
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Katsuki was on a roll all day. The multiple tests they had been studying the night before were easy to him, and he felt like he knew everything. Even Hagakure annoying him at lunch wasn't anywhere near as annoying as it should've been. When their hero training came up, he couldn't even hold the grudge against the class prez when they were forced to team up. Word had spread through the class and so people were trying to keep them separate, but Eraserhead took no shit and put them together.
Both of them had bruises and scratches, but Katsuki was the only one with a black eye. He also got a few weird looks from his friends when they saw the Band-Aids—a hot pink one on his cheek and blue one on his nose. He doubted Shinsou planned on doing that, since he took the Band-Aids without really looking, so he got over it quickly. He used the ice pack for the first half of the day until it got warm, then he tossed it in the bottom of his bag. The class prez had bandages, too, but the more medically proper ones from Recovery Girl and an ice pack, too. So Katsuki got even more weird looks, especially when they stood next to each other before beginning.
But, like said, Katsuki was in too good a mood. If he knew that saying that shit would feel this good—and that Shinsou would say yes—then he would've gotten it out of the way a while ago. Even when he got knocked through a wall by Deku right before the round was called to an end, he didn't get as pissed. Deku's surprise at that was plain as day when Katsuki just pulled himself out of the rubble and walked to where the other students were.
When they went back to the dorms, Kirishima caught him in the kitchen and stopped him.
“Hey, Bakugou,” Kirishima said as he leaned on the counter next to Katsuki. The blond was washing out the galaxy thermos. He glanced up and hummed to show he was listening. “Something happen?”
“Why?” Katsuki asked, keeping his face blank. He put the thermos where the other cups were drying and stepped back, crossing his arms.
“You were smiling at lunch when Ashido complained you wouldn't let us hang out with you and Shinsou,” Kirishima explained, shrugging. Katsuki glanced around the room. Everyone was in the common room, their own dorms, or still outside using the training grounds until it closed. “No offense, but you like... never smile like that at all.”
Katsuki bit his bottom lip, but he knew a smirk was showing on his face. That made Kirishima even more confused. Katsuki was probably way too happy about this, but as far as he knew, he was the first person to start dating anyone in 1-A.
It was a stupid thing, but damn if it kind of added a layer of excitement. That...and it proved Sero wrong. Sero tried to say that he should wait and see if Shinsou showed interest first, and while it was spur of the moment, it worked at least. He smirked and looked back at Kirishima. The redhead looked even more eager to know, now, but Katsuki stayed silent.
“Come on!” Kirishima whined. “Just tell me!”
“Not a word?” Katsuki said, lowering his voice. Kirishima looked confused but excited to know. He nodded rapidly and leaned in closer. Katsuki paused when thinking how to phrase it. Screw it. “I have a boyfriend.”
Kirishima blinked before gasping loudly and laughing. He practically tackled Katsuki in a hug and patted him roughly on the back. Usually Katsuki would push him away and start cursing him out, but he was way too happy. Instead, he snickered as Kirishima congratulated him and shook him back and forth roughly. Eventually, he stopped and gasped again.
“We have to tell Sero!” he said, dragging Katsuki out of the kitchen by the wrist and into the common room. There was a cluster of students, including Kaminari talking with Kyouka and Ashido and Hagakure sitting on the floor. “Where's Sero!?”
“Uh... his room,” Kaminari answered. “Why're you guys looking for him?”
Kirishima glanced back at Katsuki with a hopeful look. Katsuki immediately got what he was asking and nodded. The redhead grinned and turned back to the others.
“Ashido, Kaminari, you guys come, too! Baku-squad meeting!” Kirishima said. Ashido shrugged and hopped to her feet and followed as Kirishima dragged Bakugou up the stairs. Kaminari eventually came up after them. When they reached the fourth floor, one below Sero's, Kirishima just shouted up the stairs. “SERO! GET DOWN HERE!”
“STOP SHOUTING!” Sero called back, voice muffled. There was the sound of a door opening and closing before Sero appeared at the top of the stairs. “What?”
“Baku-squad meeting!” Kirishima said. He rushed down the hall to Katsuki's room and ran in the open door. Katsuki cursed as he almost smacked right into Kirishima's back when the other stopped suddenly. The redhead apologized and stepped back to give the blond room to move. Ashido stepped into the room, curiously looking it over, and Kaminari walked in after her. Sero eventually showed up, frowning curiously as he closed the door. Kirishima turned to Katsuki and grinned. “Tell 'em!”
Katsuki hesitated again. He was happy—definitely happy and willing to brag—but it felt weird just saying it outloud.
“I have a boyfriend,” Katsuki said quickly. The tension in the room was thick before Ashido squealed and Kaminari gasped. Sero looked completely floored and Kirishima started squealing with Ashido.
“What!?” Kaminari asked. “Who!?”
“You actually asked him out,” Sero said, laughing a little in disbelief. “Oh my god...”
“Hell yeah, and I don't care if it was soon, because it worked!” Katsuki said, grinning. “I have no damn clue how it did, but I'm not asking questions!”
“How'd you get one before anyone!?” Kaminari exclaimed. Ashido and Kirishima were bouncing and still making excited noises while Sero was just shaking his head with a shocked but relieved look on his face.
“No idea!” Katsuki cackled. “But I did, and you can suck it!”
“OH MY GOD!” Ashido cheered. She jumped on Bakugou's back and squeezed him in a tight hug. “I'm so happy for you! Our boy Baku discovering his sexuality and getting some! We have to add another person to the baku-squad!”
“You already invited him, asshat,” Katsuki said as Ashido ruffled his hair aggressively and squished his face. The girl froze and gasped loudly.
The feel of their relationship was the same. Katsuki thought there'd be some big change, but he realized that something like that isn't something either him or Shinsou would agree to. There was just the knowledge that they actually were dating and it was official added. Shinsou didn't try to be affectionate and Katsuki didn't either. Katsuki was not complaining, though. If they had just jumped in the deep end and gone all out with their relationship—PDA, hugging, kissing, et cetera—he'd probably shut down. So he was happy Shinsou wasn't forcing that, and that whatever they had now was moving at the same pace their friendship did.
Still, he had no idea what was supposed to happen next. People didn't exactly like him that often, and anyone who ever had crushes on him and had the guts to confess were shot down in the past. He didn't have any experience, and he knew better than to trust TV shows or any advice the four idiots gave him.
They had their usual Skype call that night, a little later since Katsuki got roped into explaining why he got into a fight with the class prez, and how it lead to having a boyfriend. He didn't say much, and kept whatever he did say vague, before kicking the four out of his room and slamming the door behind them. Word would spread pretty quickly, since Ashido would tell Hagakure and Kaminari would mourn to grape-head. Hagakure couldn't keep her mouth shut, as stated, and Mineta would whine loud enough for the other guys to hear and then they'd start talking.
“,” Katsuki began after they had gotten ten minutes into the call. Might as well get it out of the way while he was still mostly awake so he didn't say anything stupid. Shinsou hummed to show he was listening as he kept typing something—a paper due in a few days. “I know we agreed to the whole dating thing, but I have no idea what the hell I'm doing here.”
You mean that no one's asked you out in the past? A ball of rage and short fuses? Shocking,” Shinsou said, laying the sarcasm on thick and obvious. Katsuki frowned and Shinsou glanced over at the video on Skype, smiling innocently. “But in all seriousness, neither do I. Kind of hard when no one talks to you.”
“At least we both don't know what we're doing,” Katsuki sighed. Shinsou snorted and went back to typing. “What're you writing?”
I told you, paper,” Shinsou said.
“Specifically, shithead,” Katsuki grumbled, rolling his eyes.
Some LA thing,” Shinsou shrugged. “I'm BS-ing my way through it, so who knows.”
Katsuki chuckled and leaned back against his pillows, stretching his arms out over his head. Ashido had jumped on his back a little too hard, and now his shoulders hurt. He let out a muffled groan and rubbed his hands down his face. He was already pretty tired, but that was maybe because he'd gone all out all day. When he looked back at the screen, Shinsou was staring at his video feed. He quickly looked away and Katsuki smirked.
“What'cha looking at?” Katsuki asked, smugly. Shinsou gave him a deadpan look.
I don't know what you're talking about,” he said. Katsuki just smirked again and rolled his eyes. Shinsou didn't change expression as he went back to typing, but Katsuki was pretty sure he saw the flicker of a smile.
“...So, uh. Should we have a first... date or some shit?” Katuski said after a period of silence between the two of them. Shinsou paused in his typing and he turned his attention back to Katsuki's video feed. “'Cause I don't know what to do for that. We practically went on shitty dates before and now--”
Rambling,” Shinsou pointed out. Katsuki shut his mouth and put his chin in palms, elbows on his knees. Shinsou let out a small huff. “I don't know what to do either, so... why don't we just split a day? Like I chose what we do for the one half, and you chose for the other. We'd split prices, too.”
Katsuki paused a moment, thinking it over before nodding. “What's your plan, then?” he asked. Shinsou looked vaguely guilty for a second and Katsuki was on edge instantly. Shinsou sighed and shifted.
Okay, hear me out first,” Shinsou started, smiling a little nervously as he pushed some of his hair out of his face
“I'm scared already,” Katsuki mumbled, smirking. Shinsou gave him a look before continuing like Katsuki never spoke.
There's a new place that opened nearby, and I've wanted to go, but going alone would make me look like a weirdo,” Shinsou said, gesturing a little with his hands. “I already am one, but anyways! It's like a cafe thing but with cats, Bakugou. Cats.”
“Oh shit, I've seen that place,” Katsuki grumbled. He remembered it pretty well when he passed it, mostly because he never even heard of a Cat Cafe. It wasn't the overly pink-pastel places that they got the reputation for, and from what he saw through windows, it wasn't like the Maid Cafes with costumes and shit. “The one that looks normal?”
Yeah, and I've read some review and shit on it,” Shinsou nodded. “It's literally just a restaurant but with cats roaming around, and some cat trees and toys here and there. No where near the creepy-pervy rep a lot of places like that have.”
“... Fine, but just don't act like a kid when we're there,” Katsuki grumbled, but he was smirking a little. Shinsou snorted and grinned.
No promises,” he said. “Now your turn for ideas.”
Katsuki frowned and drummed his fingers on his chin. He didn't really have an idea. He wanted to do something different from when they went to the mall or arcade. He didn't know a lot of places, either. Shinsou's idea would probably equal lunch, so food wasn't an option—not that he ate out at restaurants a lot.
“Dammit I don't know,” Katuski hissed. He moved his hands up to his hair and grumbled under his breath. Shinsou didn't say anything, just went back to typing. “Would you be mad if I said we go back to the arcade at the mall?”
Of course not, it was fun and I'm always up to kicking your ass at DDR,” Shinsou said. Katsuki snorted and moved his hands back to under his chin. “Plus, hanging around in the mall is kind of what teenagers do, so I'm not gonna get pissed 'cause it's what you think up. No big deal.”
Katsuki nodded and sighed. Well at least that was settled.
“This Saturday?” he asked.
Sounds good. Just try not to get another black eye, or make that one worse, okay?
“Piss off.”
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Katsuki was greeted by the class prez in the kitchen again the next morning. He was exhausted already—the conversation with Shinsou had gone on longer than usual when they started debating something really stupid that he couldn't even remember. The bruise on his eye was almost gone and the Band-Aids were practically falling off, so he removed them. The cuts were just little marks, now, just a slightly paler version of his normal skin tone. So he was already a little pissy. He could've dealt with just the class prez, but then Deku and Todoroki popped up. Kirishima was there, too, but he just looked concerned while the others obviously were going to tell Katsuki something.
When he walked in, he stopped in the door. Then Deku and Todoroki walked in, followed by a worried Kirishima. Katsuki turned and went to walk back out of the room, but Kirishima grabbed the back of his shirt and dragged him in.
“Kacchan, we just want to talk about you and Shinsou!” Deku explained quickly before Katsuki could start walking away again.
“I know, and you're gonna say shit like I shouldn't trust him,” Katsuki said. When Todoroki and the class prez looked away guiltily, he knew that was at least partly true. “Or some other kind of crap like that. Say what you need to, but try to say anything like that? Your brains'll be on the walls.”
“R-Right,” Deku sighed. He glanced between Todoroki and the class prez, frowning when neither of them went to say anything. He elbowed Todoroki in the ribs the other winced before huffing.
“We're sorry for what we said about Shinsou,” Todoroki grumbled. “We were only concerned that he might be using you to get into the hero course.”
“Watch it,” Katsuki snapped. Kirishima shifted next to him, obviously ready to hold him back if Katsuki decided to start throwing punches.
“I am sorry if I offended you somehow,” the class prez said. “I was not aware of your... relationship with him.”
Katsuki raised his eyebrow, frowning. Word spread a little faster than he thought, then, or someone went straight to Deku with it. The class prez did at least look genuinely sorry. Todoroki just looked upset, maybe even annoyed. Katsuki rolled his eyes and blamed it on jealously.
“Okay! Thanks for listening,” Deku said, smiling. Katsuki just scowled at him and he took the hint.
Deku grabbed the class prez, and nodded for Todoroki to follow him. Kirishima smacked Katsuki on the back and went after them. They'd probably try to get an hour or two more of sleep before they had to get ready for the day. Todoroki stayed where he was staying a second before going to follow them.
“Katy,” Katsuki said. Todoroki winced and turned back to look at him with a frown. He looked even more annoyed. Katsuki resisted snapping at him and just sighed. “Ask the damn idiot out. He's too stupid to realize it until you say it.--” Todoroki's face lit up with blush and he opened his mouth but Katsuki kept talking “--It's disgusting seeing you jealous, just go.”
“I... uh...” Todoroki stuttered. Slowly, he nodded. “T-Thanks, I guess.”
“Yeah whatever,” Katuski waved it off as he walked over to grab the thermos. “Just make it sort of cheesy, he's always been a sucker for that shit.”
“Really?” Todoroki asked.
“Ask gravity girl if you don't believe me,” Katsuki said as he started up the coffee machine. Todoroki glanced at the door Deku and the other two walked out. “He's not gonna reject you, so just go.”
“How do you know that? Get a boyfriend and suddenly you're an expert?” Todoroki scoffed.
“No, 'm just not as damn oblivious as you two.”
“Go now, Katy.”
“Stop calling me that.”
“You do realize you could've made it worse, right?” Shinsou said.
“At least it'd be over with,” Katsuki shrugged.
The light flashed, and the crowd they were in rushed forward to cross the street. It was midday, and a lot of people were out to enjoy their free weekend. Most of them were out to enjoy it, at least, some workaholics stood out in their formal clothes as they briskly cut through the crowd. Shinsou was leading the way for the two of them—Katsuki was starting to realize it was that way a lot, and usually he had to be in charge, but he wasn't bothered by it for some reason.
Shinsou directed them down one of the side streets. There were less people, but it was still fairly crowded. There were a lot of little shops on either side of the street, and very few cars driving through.
“Still, what happens if they do get together,” Shinsou asked. “You won't be the only one dating someone anymore.”
“I'm still first though,” Katsuki said, looking over at the other. Shinsou snorted. “'Sides, Katy's being jealous as all hell. He's annoying anyways, now it's just stupid as shit.”
“It's kind of funny hearing you say this,” Shinsou said, grinning. Katsuki frowned. “Considering you avoided me like the plague when you realized you liked me—” Katsuki cursed under his breath and pointedly looked down at his feet. “--Or liked that post.”
“...What post?” Katsuki asked. He had no damn idea and judging by Shinsou's expression, he probably should've.
“Some anon asked me if I liked guys or girls,” Shinsou explained. Katsuki tensed up a little—at least Shinsou didn't know it was him. “And you liked it. Like on the blog thing.”
“Shit,” Katsuki muttered. “I dropped my phone and must've liked it by accident. Shit. Crap. Is that why you avoided me, too?”
“In part.”
“Dammit! Shit.”
Katsuki was a little scared for a second that Shinsou was going to get mad about it, but then again, it was Shinsou and considering half their early conversations were cursing at and insulting each other? He wouldn't get offended or upset that easily. As expected, Shinsou just snorted and shook his head in amusement.
“Comforting to know I was freaking out over nothing,” Shinsou said after a pause. Katsuki looked off guiltily.
“Sorry...” Katsuki grumbled. Shinsou shrugged. “But I am happy about the whole liking guys crap.”
“Well, damn, I'd hope so.”
Katsuki let himself relax a little. He didn't want Shinsou mad or upset since it was kind of a big day. Not major or anything, and other people would write it off, but Katsuki thought it was a pretty damn big deal.
He had spent almost an hour trying to find something that didn't smell like nitroglycerin. It wasn't like he never washed his clothes—he did, probably more than some of the other guys in dorms—but they all still reeked like nitro. He didn't know how the hell it happened, or whether the soap just didn't get the smell out, but it was a lost cause. There were no traditionally classy or nice clothes in his closet, mostly because he didn't care—still didn't, not about that at least. But they were going someplace with animals and he didn't want the fact he always smelled like smoke and burnt things to scare them off. It's happened in the past.
It took some minor help from Kirishima, since he didn't smell the nitroglycerin as much as others did. Apparently, if he thought his clothes reeked of it, to people who weren't surrounded by it all the time it was even worse. So it was yet another lost cause. He just tried to grab stuff that smelled the least.
Regardless of the inevitable stink of fire, Shinsou once again outdressed him. Katsuki should probably get some things that would meet that kind of standard, but he'd rather be comfortable. Katsuki had on old jeans, a black hoodie, the same beat up sneakers he usually wore out, and a green and black jacket. It was starting to get really cold, and Katsuki didn't get how Shinsou managed to look so damn nice when it was that cold.
Shinsou had on a big black coat that ended near the middle of his thighs. He had black skinny jeans on, the dark purple converse from the first time they went to the mall, a gray sweater, and a light purple scarf on, too. Katsuki really didn't get how he kept it so together. Then again, the blond probably got into a lot more physical fights or incidents where he fell or got knocked around in the last two months than Shinsou had in his whole life. Plus he didn't smell like explosions, so that probably helped him since he didn't have to go through his clothes to try and find something that didn't reek.
They were quiet as they continued on to where the place barely stood out. The only obvious indicator it was anything but a restaurant was the sign above the door. A few other people went in and out, but Katsuki still felt a little weird going in. Shinsou had no such hesitation, and just slipped in when another couple was walking out, holding the door open for Katsuki. The blond followed after a pause and was greeted by the warm air of the building.
The space was relatively small—compared to some of the other restaurants in the area, it was. The floor was an beige carpet and the walls were a pale yellow with white outlines around some of the wooden structures on the wall. A few cats were climbing across those. There were couches and coffee tables in the center of the room. More traditional tables were along the front windows, booth seats back to back. Booths like that were also around the perimeter of the central room. A door was in the back that had a small sign above it that said “kitchen”. The wooden structures along the walls connected to small cat trees placed at the end of the booth rows. There were a lot of cat toys and things, but more importantly—at least to Shinsou—cats.
Katsuki was actually a little shocked at how many there were. But then again, their main attraction was cats, so he should have expected it. The animals were pretty much everywhere. Some laid across tables, others played around with the people already seated, but most just walked around, mooching treats off the people.
Shinsou's gasp was audible when they walked in. Katsuki gave him a look but Shinsou ignored it. He turned to Katsuki was a smile.
“Look at all the cats, Bakugou,” he said quietly. There was conversation from the other people in the room, but it was still pretty quiet. Katsuki just frowned.
“Yeah. They're... cats,” he shrugged.
A sign near the front desk told them to sit anywhere, and that someone would be with them shortly. Katsuki immediately chose a booth near the back, but in the corner opposite the kitchen. Out of sight of the window and out of the way enough not to be pestered for conversation by anyone else. He was psyched for the date, sure, but that didn't mean he didn't have a sort of reputation to uphold. Shinsou didn't protest, though, since it was near one of the larger cat trees.
They both sat down on opposite sides of the booth. Katsuki took off his jacket immediately and shoved it in the empty space between him and the wall. Shinsou did the same, but not before giving Katsuki a “seriously?” look. Katsuki frowned a little when he saw that the sleeves of Shinsou's sweater covered his hands and part of the collar was sliding down his shoulder. He had a black shirt under it, but Katsuki... was stopping that train of thought right there.
It wasn't long before a woman dressed as your typical waitress came by. She was on the older side, but didn't ask questions or imply anything when she noticed it was two guys. Katsuki was kind of grateful for that. They ordered drinks and the woman left a menu on the table. The blond chose the thing he recognized, and got ready to just wait out their time there.
Then there was a weight in his lap. He managed to stop himself from jumping and looked down. A calico cat was looking up at him with big eyes. It had a paw in his lap, before it carefully jumped up. Katsuki froze. He didn't know what he was supposed to do. He looked up and Shinsou was leaning forward to look at what Katsuki was freaking out about. Shinsou just snickered and sat back.
“You've been chosen, how do you feel?” Shinsou asked, smirking. Katsuki looked between him and the cat that was completely settled now. “Don't think about moving that cat, I will actually hit you. It won't hurt, but I'll do it.”
Katsuki sighed and hesitantly reached down to pet the cat on the head. A few others were starting to approach their table—the ones that just wanted attention and food.
“It feels fluffy,” Katsuki eventually mumbled. Shinsou rolled his eyes as a cat hopped up onto their table. Shinsou scratched it on the head.
“Well no shit, Sherlock."
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Turns out Bakugou really was chosen. Soon he had a small group of cats around him, and Hitoshi was so close to dying of laughter. When they ordered food, and it came, Bakugou had been kind of eager to start eating when one of his “fans” put their nose in his food. He had snatched it away and the cat whined at him. Hitoshi wasn't even upset that he was the one who suggested the place and he was getting the least cat attention. It was much better to watch Katsuki try to move and keep his food away from the cats while also not disrupting any of the ones in or half in his lap.
Hitoshi was content petting the sleek black cat that had walked over to him in the beginning. The cat had flopped down on the table, just off to the side of where Hitoshi had his food now. Bakugou was grumpily eating while keeping his eyes on a pair of near identical cats that kept going for his food in turn.
“It's not your food, piss off, cat!” he hissed as one of them went for it. There was still a cat comfortably lying across his lap, and another had joined it, so it's not like he could move that much. The cat going for his food mewed innocently and sat back like nothing happened. Then the other one went for it. Bakugou turned so the cat's paws just hit his arm and scowled. He looked over at Hitoshi. “What. The. Hell.”
“I have no idea, but it's fantastic to watch,” Hitoshi said, smiling. He scratched the edge of the table and one of the near identical cats looked over at him. He reached over at pet it on the head. Soon, it was pushing into his palm and moving closer to him. “Maybe you smell nice?”
“I smell like nitroglycerin and fire, that's not exactly the best,” Bakugou grumbled. He relaxed a little since now it was only one cat actively after his food. Said cat decided to go the cute method, and sat on the table and rolled over cutely. The blond made a face at the cat as he took a big bite of his food. Hitoshi snorted and bit his lip to stop any other abrupt noises. “Who knows, they're little devils, maybe I smell like home.”
“It's an explanation,” Hitoshi said, shrugging. The cat he drew away from Bakugou—a pale brown one—soon hopped off the table and went over to one of the tables where new people just got their food. “Not gonna lie, though. Going where the unsuspecting food givers are? They got their priorities straight.”
Bakugou rolled his eyes as the other pale brown cat—with a darker spot on its back—left the table and went where the other was. He put his food down on the table and gratefully started eating normally.
“You're not upset I was chosen or some shit?” Bakugou asked after a second.
“Not at all,” Hitoshi said, shaking his head. He smiled overly sweetly. “Watching you fight cats is actually great.”
“Their fault,” Bakugou grumbled.
“Of course it was.”
When they went to leave, Bakugou had the task of getting the cats out of his lap without making them to upset. Hitoshi watched with amusement as the blond tried poking and prodding them so they'd move on their own. It didn't work.
The black cat Hitoshi had been petting was nudging him for attention. Hitoshi scratched it behind the ears as he waited. Bakugou growled something under his breath and just picked one of the cats up completely and put it on the table. It meowed loudly, protesting getting moved from the spot. Bakugou did the same thing to the other one and stood up almost immediately to keep either of them from trying to get comfortable again. Hitoshi applauded him quietly and Bakugou gave him a dirty look as he grabbed his jacket.
They split the bill and paid at the counter. Then they put on their coats and walked out. Hitoshi wrapped his scarf around his face. It was way too cold for him. Bakugou seemed unbothered by the temperature, but then again he was practically a space heater. They set off down the street towards the mall. The crowds outside had died down a little.
“Any idea of what we're gonna do?” Hitoshi asked as they walked in. It was pretty cold in the mall, too, so Hitoshi just took off the scarf but left his coat on. Bakugou shook his head as he removed his own jacket and tied it around his waist.
“Arcade?” Bakugou shrugged.
Hitoshi nodded and they made their way to the escalator. There were a lot of people their age around—and a surprising amount of faces Hitoshi recognized from around UA. Most of them were in large groups, goofing off and causing some trouble. He even saw one of the groups get snapped at by a security guard for doing something particularly stupid and dangerous. He nudge Bakugou and nodded over to it. Bakugou looked over and snorted.
“One of them tried to parkour near the little store cart and almost knocked it over,” he said quietly as explanation.
“If they're gonna do shit like that, at least do it right,” Bakugou mumbled. Hitoshi smirked and raised an eyebrow.
“And you would?”
“Hell yeah.”
Hitoshi snickered and shook his head. Bakugou smirked as they stepped off and went up the next one. Hitoshi slid his phone out of his pocket, opened the blog app, and started scrolling through his feed. Bakugou glanced around as they waited to reach the next floor. When they did, they went off in the direction of the arcade from the last time with the others.
It was a short walk, but Bakugou hurriedly stopped Hitoshi before they could walk in and stepped back. Hitoshi jolted a little gave him a confused look. Bakugou pointed around the corner that lead into the arcade, shock written all over his face. Hitoshi frowned before he peered around. He immediately pulled back, mouth open in shock.
Todoroki and Midoriya were there. They had been standing with their backs towards the entrance, but it was hard to not recognize the red-and-white and green heads of hair. They were standing close next to each other, and it looked like Midoriya was directing Todoroki on what to do.
“Holy shit,” Bakugou said. “That's already sickeningly sweet to look at. I'm gonna puke.”
“Not in my direction, please,” Hitoshi said off handedly as he peered around the corner again. Definitely vomit-inducing sweet. They were holding hands, and Midoriya was giggling. Giggling. When Todoroki turned his head to look at him, Hitoshi could see the overly fond smile on his face. Hitoshi quickly leaned back when Todoroki glanced in the direction of the door. “Crap I think he saw me.”
“That's so... gay,” Bakugou muttered,
“... We're literally on a date,” Hitoshi pointed out. Bakugou looked up at him for a second before leaning over to glance back at where the other two were.
“Still pretty gay,” he said.
“You're not wrong.”
“It's been a day and they're already sickeningly domestic, what the hell?”
Hitoshi leaned over to look with Bakugou. Todoroki and Midoriya were playing the claw game—Todoroki controlling it and Midoriya pointing where to move it. If Todoroki had seen him
“Let's spy on them,” Hitoshi said.
“What. Why?” Bakugou asked, giving him a confused look.
“To make fun of them. Blackmail. Why else? Do you see them it'll be hilarious?”
“... Shit, fine.”
It was pretty hilarious and sickeningly domestic.
Katsuki and Shinsou pretty much followed them around all day. Doing that was nowhere near the idea that Katsuki had to spend time at the mall, but to be honest, it was a lot better. Todoroki and Deku pretty much went anywhere that was expected of a classic mall date. All the while being too domestic for a first date.
It's not like Katsuki was upset or mad at them to go such a cliché route with their date. It was just so hilarious to make fun of them knowing how pissed Todoroki would be if he found out. He was kind of surprised Todoroki hadn't yet, but Shinsou was pretty good at sneaking around and staying just out of sight. Regardless of Shinsou's “ninja skills” as he said, they did almost get caught a few times from laughing because of a particular comment.
Todoroki and Deku had gone up to the top floor of the mall, into one of the bigger department stores. Katsuki and Shinsou went in after them, staying off to the side and blending into the groups of people that walked by. They put their hoods up to hide from either Todoroki or Deku recognizing them on a basis of hair color or style. The two had stopped while looking for new jackets—or Deku was at least, Todoroki was his own heater. They were being less affectionate in the open place, and Shinsou thought it was a good moment for a break.
“I'm gonna hit the bathroom, if they go somewhere, text me and follow them,” Shinsou said quietly.
They were standing in an aisle a few away from Deku and Todoroki, enough so that they wouldn't get looked at. Katsuki nodded and Shinsou walked off, just going around the corner behind them. The blond waited near the end of that aisle. He glanced over at Deku and Todoroki. Deku was laughing at something Todoroki said as he looked through the rack of coats.
Katsuki knew that compared to the shit Deku and Todoroki were doing, he and Shinsou were in the middle of a really weird date. It strangely worked though. It wasn't ideal by the normal standards, but dammit if it wasn't entertaining. There were a lot of snide comments from both of them.
Katsuki stiffened and looked up. Shit he'd been noticed. Deku looked confused as he walked over to Katsuki and Todoroki looked vaguely annoyed.
“What are you doing here?” Deku asked. Katsuki was tense now. Todoroki was going to be very pissed when he figured it out.
“It's a mall, dumbass,” Katsuki said flatly.
“I mean what're you up to?” Deku clarified, smiling nervously. “Are you here with Shinsou?”
“None of your damn business,” Katsuki snapped.
Almost on cue, Shinsou came back around the corner. He didn't look up and notice Todoroki and Deku until he was next to Katuski. When he did, he froze and glanced over at Katsuki. They exchanged a brief panicked look.
“Shit,” Shinsou whispered. “We've been caught.”
“Caught?” Deku asked.
“You were following us?” Todoroki asked. Definitely pissed. He glared between the two of them. “I thought I saw you, but seriously?”
“Abort!” Shinsou said. Katsuki nodded and followed after Shinsou as he ran off.
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Katsuki locked himself in his room when he and Shinsou got back. They left as soon as they were sure Todoroki wasn't hunting them down. Todoroki had been after them for a little while, but they were far enough away that he didn't really have a chance to catch them without wreaking havoc. Shinsou had used his quirk to keep Todoroki in place until Deku shook him out of it. After they deemed the distance far enough, they might have broken down in laughter outside the food court. Despite that delay—Shinsou had trouble breathing at one point, Katsuki almost hit the floor, and there were a lot of stares—they still got back to the dorms before Todoroki and Deku.
When the two did get back, Kirishima came and knocked at his door.
“Yo, Bakugou,” Kirishima said through the door. Katsuki grunted so Kirishima knew he was there and listening. “Um... Todoroki wants to see you. He looks pissed, what did you do?”
Katsuki clamped a hand over his mouth to keep from making any audible noises. He stopped the laughter that wanted to come up at the brief memory of Todoroki's face when Shinsou and he started running.
“Tell him piss off!” Katsuki shouted back.
“Um... okay, then,” Kirishima muttered, and Katsuki could hear him walking away.
Katsuki took a deep breath and let it out in a sigh. He rubbed the smiled off his face and went back the homework he pulled out for something to do—everyone else was putting it off until last minutes except maybe the creation-girl.
The blond worked quietly, tuning out the thoughts about how he sort of just wanted to go out and do stupid things like that with Shinsou again. Preferably if Todoroki was the butt of the joke, that was always a plus. Even if not, it was hilarious to be walking around with Shinsou, mocking whatever overly sweet thing Deku and Todoroki had been doing.
Then his phone went off. He jolted and cursed, before scowling at his own shock and picking up the cell phone. He didn't check the number, just answered.
“Hello?” he grumbled.
Katsuki, you should call more often,” his mother's voice said from the other line. Katsuki blinked in shock. Shit, did he miss a birthday? Or was she just being crazy. “It'll be nice knowing you haven't blown your own head off your shoulders.”
“The hell you want, hag?” Katsuki snapped. His mother let out a laugh and he could practically hear her shaking her head. There was a momentary pause and muffled conversation on the other line—his mom talking to his dad, probably.
Boyfriend, huh?” his mom said and Katuski froze. Shit shitty shit. “And before you freak out, your dad and I don't give a crap. I'm just happy you found someone that deals with your shitty attitude. Inko told us, because apparently she knows more about our son's life through Izuku than we do as parents! Call more, ungrateful brat.”
“Whatever,” Katsuki growled. He could feel his face heating up a little as he scowled off at a corner of the room. Of course Deku would tell his own mom, and then the word would spread to his. How the hell it happened so damn fast, he had no clue, but it was surprise—just not a pleasant one. If he wanted to look on the bright side, then it'd be that he wouldn't have to try and bring up the topic to his parents in some awkward way. This wasn't any less awkward, really, but it was better. “... You really okay with me dating a guy?”
Katsuki, you're our kid even if you are a brat,” his mom sighed. “Who you date doesn't matter to us as long as they don't treat you like shit, got it? What's his name? Looks? We know him?
“You shouldn't know him, unless you payed attention to Deku in the Sports Festival,” Katsuki said, turning so he could lean back against his pillows and stretch his legs out in front of him. “Shinsou Hitoshi. Purple-blue-ish hair, same color eyes, and bad eye bags. He's in Gen Ed.”
How did you get a friend in Gen Ed?” his mom snorted. Katuski frowned. “He's the one that fought Izuku in the first round-thing, right? What's his quirk?
“First, I can make goddamn friends,” Katuski said. His mom made a disbelieving noise, but he chose to ignore it. “Second, yeah he was. Third, his quirk's a mind control thing.”
Huh, haven't heard of a lot 'a quirks like that,” his mom said. Katsuki waited for the warning, or the advice to be careful around Shinsou. It never came. Instead, there was more muffled conversation before his mom went back to speaking into the phone. “Invite him over for dinner during vacation next week, alright? Your dad and I wanna meet the boy that tolerates you.”
“Oh... uh sure, yeah,” Katsuki stuttered out. Out of everyone he expected his mom or dad to be the ones dishing out warnings and shit like that.
What's the matter, brat?” his mom asked.
“... A bunch of assholes have said that I shouldn't be around Shinsou 'cause of his quirk,” Katsuki said quickly before he could over think saying it. “Like he's using me or some crap to get into the hero course.”
You're smart enough to notice that, though, right?” his mom huffed. Katsuki hummed a yes. “Then you're fine. Just don't let the rug get pulled out from under, ya, okay? Don't need your whiny ass back here.”
“Yeah, whatever, hag,” Katsuki scoffed.
Invite him, got it?
Don't be a shithead to him, okay? He might be the only willing to put up with your crap.”
“Piss off.”
Katsuki ended the call and tossed his phone onto his bed.
Hitoshi, how are you?
“Pretty good, actually.”
Hitoshi smiled a little at the smile on his mom's face. It was one of their rare Skype calls. Mostly the communication between the two of them was over the phone—calling or texting—but it wasn't too often. His mom just liked to hear about Hitoshi's life at UA and how his schooling was going. Hitoshi liked hearing his mom's stories about crazy customers or other situations that happened while she was working.
Any exciting news?” his mom asked before taking a sip from the mug of tea she head. Hitoshi hesitated only half a second before nodding. His mom hummed excitedly. “Ooh, do tell.”
“ I got a boyfriend,” Hitoshi said. His mom gasped and smiled sweetly. He knew that his mom never had problems with stuff like that, so he wasn't worried about that. But he also knew that his mom would bombard him with questions. “His name's Bakugou Katsuki. The one that won the Sports Festival? He's a lot less angry when you get to know him.”
Well I'd hope so,” his mom chuckled, placing her mug down. “As long as he doesn't treat you poorly, and you enjoy the relationship, I won't intervene. Except for the mandatory mom meddling, but you understand that, right?
“Yeah,” Hitoshi sighed, smiling as he tried to imagine Bakugou's reaction to his mom's prying. She was a calmer woman, but if it came to it she was just as much a little shit as Hitoshi. He'd think it was a family thing if it weren't for his sister. “Go east on him, though. He has a filthy mouth and short fuse.”
Sounds delightful,” his mom said. “He's in the hero course, correct?
“Yup,” Hitoshi replied, popping the p. He leaned back and picked up his laptop to rest on his bent knees. “No I'm not jealous or anything, before you start.”
How'd you two meet?” she asked instead.
“Long story,” Hitoshi snorted. “I'll tell ya later.”
Alright then,” his mom shrugged, taking another sip from her mug. “You should ask him if he wants to come and eat with us during vacation. Oh and by the way, your grandparents are coming by. You can still invite him, but keep in mind it'll be double the questioning.”
“Right,” he nodded. He hadn't seen his grandparents in a while, and they were the type to strike nerves by accident—asking over and over when he'd be joining the hero course. They didn't mean it, it's just the way they were and Hitoshi wasn't going to get mad about it. Sure, he'd get annoyed to all hell, but he wouldn't blame them. It was just that kind of thing. “If I do, we'll probably need to give them a fair warning for his language.”
Do you think you can get him to reel it in?” his mom asked.
“Maybe, I'll ask him 'bout it,” Hitoshi said.
...One more thing before we switch topics,” she quickly said, shifting in her seat. She smirked and Hitoshi knew he wouldn't like the question. “Is he cute?
“Mom, please.”
Well, is he?
“... yeah.”
Hitoshi felt like buying the energy drink was a bit nostalgic at that point. He smirked a little as he grabbed the can and walked outside. It was still cold as shit, but Bakugou was still out there running—just in long pants and sleeves. Hitoshi walked over to his bag and grabbed the thermos, putting the can next to the bag. He sat down right next to Bakugou's bag.
The blond rounded the corner and came to a stop where Hitoshi was sitting pretty quick. Bakugou grabbed the can and opened it, taking a large sip. He put it down with a sigh and turned to Hitoshi. Hitoshi just frowned and raised an eyebrow. Bakugou had that look on his face when he was trying to say something but was overthinking it. Hitoshi just waited for him to sort his own shit out—he did it fairly quick, usually. Eventually, Bakugou huffed and crossed his arms.
“My mom wants me to invite you over to dinner during vacation,” Bakugou said. Hitoshi froze and waited for Bakugou to finish. The blond sighed and scratched the back of his neck. “Deku told his mom, for whatever reason, and then my parents heard. It's kinda shitty, but she wants to meet you now.”
Hitoshi let out a small laugh. Bakugou gave him a confused look.
“I was literally talking with my mom last night, and she said to invite you over, too,” Hitoshi explained before Bakugou would jump to his own conclusions. The blond sighed and sat down next to him, rubbing his hands over his face in what Hitoshi guessed was frustration. He leaned back against the bench behind them and groaned. “We should probably sort the dates out and crap.”
“Right...” Bakugou grumbled.
“What's up?” Hitoshi asked, leaning back with the blond.
“My mom's gonna be annoying as shit,” the blond said.
“Looks like we'll both suffer then,” Hitoshi snorted, smiling. Bakugou shot him a look. “My mom is where I got my sense of humor and sarcasm, if you were wondering.”
“Oh great.”
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Katsuki was nervous. Could you blame him, though? He always thought the whole meeting the parents deal was kind of bullshit, but this wasn't just parent. Shinsou explained that his grandparents were there for vacation, and that he should be prepared for a lot of questions about the hero course and their relationship as a whole. All that, and Katsuki should try to turn down the cursing to at least, in Shinsou's words, “one shit per minute.” He wasn't sure he could turn it down, since it was almost a habit at that point.
Nerves weren't good for him. He was almost happy for the cold. It meant he wouldn't sweat as much which meant less chance his hands would go off on accident—even if it made hero training harder. He just hoped he wouldn't get embarrassed or on edge enough to set off an explosion that might do real damage. He told himself he had enough control to stop that, but he was still worried in some far corner of his mind. Shinsou seemed calm about it when he mentioned it to him. The other even laughed and said his grandparents might get a kick out of it, “always up for flashy quirks” he said.
The planning on who was going when where was difficult, too. Mostly since it took forever for either of their mom's just to ask for the other's number. Shinsou said it was dangerous letting them speak, after Katsuki gave him a short description of his mom. Katsuki said the same when Shinsou gave a description of his own. The two of them were probably a disaster waiting to happen.
Still, it all worked out in the end. Katsuki would be going over to Shinsou's house first, and then the next day it'd be the other way around. They were also going straight there from the dorms, so once again Katsuki was ripping up his closet looking for clothes that didn't smell. The second time around it was even more of a lost cause. Again, he just grabbed something he hadn't worn in a while—though he swore the smell spread just inside the closet—and decided it would have to work.
It ended up being a really old gray t-shirt someone from middle school got him as more of a joke and jeans that were a little tighter than he usually wore. “Bomb Squad” was written on the front of the shirt with a insignia for that under it, then in smaller print under it was “If you see us running, try to keep up.” He'd never admit he genuinely liked it or found it decently funny. As for the jeans, they weren't uncomfortable or able to cut of circulation like Shinsou's probably could. The rips were a little worse, but he figured that it was better than smelling like a bomb or really baggy ones. He only owned like two pairs of shoes, and they were similar enough that it wouldn't matter. So that part was easy, at least.
Remember when he was happy for cold? It wasn't even as cold as it had been. A little warmer and he wouldn't even need a jacket—yeah, he'd be a little cold but still. So maybe the whole not blowing things up was a long shot, since the heating would probably be on. He'd still hope that it wasn't on too high.
Shinsou met with him near the gates. Everyone else had left or was leaving for vacation. Katsuki had gotten a few questions when he said he wouldn't be on campus during break. Last time, he just stuck around and did extra training. Ashido was first ask if he was hanging with Shinsou, and Kaminari was the one that made some kind of implication and got punched first. Kirishima and Sero just wished him luck. All of 1-A was going home for the week, surprisingly, so at least Katsuki wasn't the only one.
When Katsuki walked up to Shinsou, he was leaning on one of the trees as everyone else walked by, on his phone as per usual. He cut through the crowd and up to Shinsou.
“Ready to go?” Katsuki said as he walked up. Shinsou looked up and nodded. He did a double take, squinting a little at Katsuki's chest. The blond glanced down and Shinsou snorted. He had his jacket unzipped so Shinsou had read the shirt.
“That is... a great shirt and I'm kinda jealous,” Shinsou said. Katsuki rolled his eyes.
“Yeah, whatever,” Katsuki huffed. “Let's just get going.”
“Right,” Shinsou sighed. He put his phone away and jammed his hands into the pockets of his coat. “Try to remember where it is, 'kay? I suck at telling directions.”
Katsuki just nodded and they walked out into the crowd. It lead onto the street and Shinsou lead the way towards the main street. He had the circulation canceling jeans on again—without rips—and Katsuki was really confused as to how Shinsou even got them on. He didn't think he'd ever be able to wear jeans like that and not pass out or have his legs go numb. Besides that, Shinsou looked good as usual—a red shirt that was probably a little bigger than necessary tucked into his pants, and a black jacket. Katsuki would only admit that to himself at that point. Now that half the shit was sorted out, he was willing to just say that he recognized that. Never out loud though. Not a chance in hell.
The building they walked up to was pretty average. Shinsou walked up to the door and knocked. Nerves were starting to hit Katsuki pretty hard. Katsuki shifted from foot to foot a little and then the door opened. It was woman with black hair and glasses who answered the door. She had purple-blue eyes, so Katsuki was pretty sure it was Shinsou's mom.
“Hitoshi, it's great to see you, in the flesh,” she said.
“You, too,” Shinsou said. They had a brief hug and Shinsou turned back to Katsuki. “And this is Bakugou Katsuki.”
“I remember you from the sports festival, now,” the woman hummed. Katsuki nodded slightly, and stepped up next to Shinsou. He bowed a little and the woman smiled. “Pleasure to meet you. Come on inside. Hitoshi, your grandparents are already here and your sister has her boyfriend over, too, so behave, will you?”
“No promises,” Shinsou huffed. His mom laughed a little and walked in. Shinsou stepped into the door and looked back at Katsuki. He nodded for Katsuki to go in ahead of him. The blond hesitantly stepped in.
Dammit this wasn't the time for him to get nervous. He's jumped head first into situations that were a hell of a lot more dangerous than this. He pinned a villain down at USJ. He went through being kidnapped by villains, and fought during the camp in the mountains. This wasn't anything compared to that. Those butterflies still weren't paying rent.
The inside of the house was, as expected, warm. Luckily, it wasn't too hot so explosion possibility was at a low. The floors were a dark wood and the walls were an off white. There were a few pictures on the walls here and there, but mostly it was bare in the entrance. Shinsou shrugged off his coat and Katsuki followed his example of hanging it on a row of hooks on the wall.
“Prepared to be bombed—no pun intended—with questions?” Shinsou asked. Katsuki huffed and shrugged. “I seriously like that shirt. It's a good joke alone, but with you, it's also a reference. Can't get better than that. Where'd you get it?”
“Gift from someone ages ago,” Katsuki mumbled, looking down at it. “Hell if I know.”
“I'm gonna keep a tally of how many times you curse, hold up,” Shinsou said, grabbing a pen from a small table under the hooks. There was a pad of paper there, too, and he ripped a sheet off. He started writing. Katsuki looked over his shoulder. “Bakugou's swear counter. And one tally.”
“Hell is a place, not a swear,” Katsuki said, crossing his arms. Shinsou just made another tally before folding the paper up and putting it in his pocket. “You're not counting that shit.”
Shinsou pulled the paper out again and made a mark. Katsuki gave him a flat look and Shinsou smiled.
“Oh I am, every single one I hear,” Shinsou said in a sing-song voice. He patted Katsuki on the head and quickly walked down the short entrance hall before Katsuki could smack his hand. “Come on, time to be social.”
Katsuki rolled his eyes and jammed his hands into the pockets of his jeans. He followed Shinsou into the living room.
The floor was the same and so were the walls. There was a large white carpet in the middle of the living room. A three seat couch directly faced a flat screen TV, with two arm chairs on one side and a two seat couch on the other—making a square. There were a few window behind the TV to the right of the entrance, and bookshelves between them. There were a good amount of books, but it was mostly random things and a few more pictures. There was a hall opposite the entrance, with doors on either side and one at the end of it. A half wall was to the left, and there was a gap on the side that lead into the kitchen. There was a table of to the side of the kitchen, too.
Two elderly people were sitting in the two armchairs. The older woman lit up a little when she saw Shinsou, but both looked over at Katsuki with blatant curiosity.
“Hitoshi! It's so good to see you!” the woman greeted, smiling widely. “Who's your friend?”
“Good to see you, too,” Shinsou said. He nudged Katsuki in the shoulder and the blond bowed a little. “This is my boyfriend, Bakugou Katsuki. He's in the hero course at UA.”
“Nice to meet you,” Katsuki muttered as the two just sort of looked at him.
“I think I recognize you from the Sports Festival,” the man said, nodding slightly. “You won the tournament, didn't you.”
“Yeah,” Katsuki said. Shinsou tugged the edge of his shirt and moved him over to the large couch. The two of them sat down on the end closer to the two armchairs.
“That's really amazing to do such things when you're so young!” the woman said sweetly. Katsuki shrugged and he caught Shinsou giving him a small smirk. Dammit he fought villains he wasn't gonna be scared about getting questioned. “You're a first year with Hitoshi?”
“Yeah, same year, different classes,” Shinsou answered for him. Katsuki nodded and settled back into the couch. Maybe he could get away with minimum talking and short answers? Probably not, but at least Shinsou wasn't making him answer anything.
“Still not in the hero course?” the man asked, frowning. Shinsou nodded without hesitation. “Shame, hasn't that teacher contacted you?”
“Nothing set in stone,” Shinsou said. Katsuki gave him a confused look and Shinsou waved it off. “Tell ya later.”
“That's too bad,” the woman sighed. She gave Katsuki a smile. “Think you could pull a few strings for Hitoshi?--”
“Grandma, stop,” Shinsou interrupted.
“--Fine... We're Hitoshi'ss grandparents, by the way.”
Katsuki nodded and muttered a greeting. The older couple went back to talking with each other like they had been before Shinsou and Katsuki walked in. Katsuki had an itching feeling that once he got settled, he'd be questioned. He'd take the delay. Now that Shinsou was keeping tally, it was a competition. He nudged Shinsou and the other looked over at him.
“Ten bucks says I keep the tally under thirty,” Katsuki whispered. Shinsou smirked and held out his hand.
“Deal,” Shinsou said back, just as quiet. Katsuki smacked his hand lightly and they grinned at each other. “You will fail and I will laugh.”
“Hel--” Katsuki started, catching himself. Shinsou gave him a poorly restrained grin. Katsuki frowned and took a slow breath. He was not losing those ten dollars. It was a challenge, now. “Heck no.”
“Smooth,” Shinsou chuckled, shaking his head and rubbing a hand over his forehead. “This is gonna be good.”
Another pair of people walked into the room. A girl who could only be a few years older than them and another boy the same age. The girl had black hair and the boy had brown hair. Katsuki guessed the girl was Shinsou's sister. Except... neither of them said a word to each other. Shinsou didn't even look up as she passed by and went over to the smaller couch with the boy. Katsuki could feel the tension over his own awkwardness and felt like if things went the way he thought it might, the tally marks would fill the page.
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Katsuki could feel every instinct he had going off at the look Shinsou's sister had. It was the same instinct that made him almost break the class prez's nose. Luckily, he didn't have that urge, but he was getting protective again. Shinsou answered the frequent questions his grandparents asked. About grades, people, progress getting into the hero course, and reassuring him that he'd make it eventually. Then the attention shifted to Katsuki. It was at least a distraction.
“So, Bakugou,” the grandmother asked. Katsuki nodded and Shinsou shifted at his side. When Katsuki glanced over at him, he just gave him a look. “What hero class are you in? What kind of people are in the hero course?”
“1-A,” Katsuki said. Shinsou leaned back and propped his elbow up on the arm of the couch. Katsuki looked back to the older couple in the arm chairs. The woman was smiling and the man looked intrigued. “We got some kids who are from hero families. Endeavor's son and Ingenium's brother.”
“Really!?” the woman gasped. Katsuki just nodded again. “Wow, it must be fantastic to work with them.”
“...Situationally,” Katsuki grumbled. Shinsou muffled a snort with his hand and Katsui elbowed him in the side. The woman gave them both a slightly confused look. “They don't stand out that much when ya got a whole class of people who can do that sh... stuff.”
“Still to have the son of the Number Two hero in your class has to be overwhelming,” the man said.
“Not really,” Katsuki sighed, crossing his arms and leaning back further into the couch. Okay the not cursing was getting a little hard, and he wasn't about to lash out and say exactly what he was thinking.
“Oh... well, is the course difficult?” the woman asked, changing the topic quickly. “I read in the newspaper that All Might was a teacher. Are all your teachers pro heroes?”
“The difficulty depends on who you ask,” Katsuki said. “But yeah, everyone that teaches is a pro.”
“Regardless it had to be hard to get into the hero course,” the man said. “What's your quirk? You'd have to score high on the entrance exam to get into A class.”
“I make explosions. And yeah, I scored highest on the exam,” Katsuki nodded.
Shinsou gave him a confused look. Oh yeah, he never told him. Katsuki just smirked a little, which got Shinsou to roll his eyes. The woman looked very excited at that and the man looked impressed. Katuski guessed that was a good sign.
Before the older couple could ask another thing, Shinsou's sister spoke up. All those instincts were going off again.
“I'm surprised he even managed to be friends with a hero student,” she said, giving a dirty look to Shinsou, who was now looking off at the corner of the room. Katsuki frowned and his hand twitched. Nope, no explosions and no smoke. “You do know the kind of things he can do with his quirk, right? Wouldn't you be more cautious with that?”
“Sayomi, behave yourself,” Shinsou's grandfather said sternly. The sister—Sayomi, then—just huffed and rolled her eyes, leaning in to her boyfriend. He looked like he wanted out of that situation as soon as possible.
“I'm just giving him a warning, Hitoshi's my brother, and I think anyone who even gets close to him should know what he does to people,” Sayomi said, acting like it was a given fact, or that she was entitled to it. She muttered the next part. “Quirk aside, I'm surprised anyone even thought about spending time with him.”
Katsuki's eyes widened and he looked over at Sayomi. She was turning on the TV, and not so much as glancing in Shinsou's direction. She settled on a news channel and leaned against her boyfriend—who was slowly getting more comfortable. The older couple seemed to reluctantly dismiss the situation and turned to the TV. Katsuki was just frozen and they started quiet conversation.
When he looked over at Shinsou, he hadn't moved at all and there was no obvious tensing up. Is the sister the reason his swear limit was so low? For what was basically a full day visit, Shinsou didn't give him a lot of room to... express himself. He probably knew this was going to happen, and set the limits in advance.
“Hitoshi, come help me?” Shinsou's mom called from the kitchen.
“Coming,” Shinsou said. He stood up and walked back to the kitchen. He gave Katsuki a look as he went that screamed 'behave', but the blond just frowned at him and then looked down at his feet.
He really doubted he could get away with yelling at Shinsou's sister, or any kind of punching. That cut off a lot of his usual retorts, so that sucked. But he wasn't about to let another person pick on Shinsou because of his goddamn quirk. If they were really that desperate to make fun of him, then choose something else. He was tired of hearing the “oh be careful of his quirk” or “he'll make you do things you don't want to” and especially the “he'll use you to get into the hero course.”
It's not like Katsuki could really do anything to get him into the hero class. Besides, from what Shinsou said it sounded like a teacher was at least trying to help. But, no because Shinsou had a friend in the hero couse, he was cheating his way to the top. Katsuki really needed to hear the rest of that story.
Soon, Shinsou's mom came out of the kitchen and sat on the other side of the couch. She looked a little tired, or annoyed. But she didn't act it. She started up a conversation with her daughter and her boyfriend—apparently new one, since she asked how they met. Katsuki listened only for a few moments. Sayomi said that they met a week ago, and pretty much went straight to dating. She was trying to bad mouth Shinsou and Katsuki's relationship? Katsuki might be biased, but a week? And she already dragged him out to meet the parents? Talk about rushing it. A part of his mind said that she only did because she heard Shinsou was bringing his.
Katsuki decided he was done listening after the week thing. He stood up and muttered an excuse me before walking into the kitchen. It was pretty nice kitchen. White tiles, white walls, marble counters and dark wooden cabinets. The stove was on, probably cooking whatever was going to be for dinner. Shinsou was leaning backwards against one of the counters. He had his arms crossed and was looking down at the floor. Katsuki walked over and leaned on the counters next to him.
“You gonna ask?” Shinsou sighed after a few moments of silence.
“If I did, I knew I'd curse,” Katsuki shrugged. Shinsou huffed out a laugh and smiled. “I'm keeping my ten.”
“Sure,” Shinsou nodded. Katsuki looked over at him, and the smile was a little bitter sweet.
“So what is going on?” Katsuki asked. Shinsou let out puff and pointedly looked away.
“She kinda hates me,” Shinsou said. He shrugged helplessly and sighed. “When my quirk first developed, we didn't know. So for almost six months? Maybe seven? I was controlling her on and off for little things. Chores and stuff like that. A few times, it got outta hand and my mom realized it was my quirk after a while, and we sorted it all out. She didn't talk for me for the rest of that year, only a few months but still.
“When she finally did talk, I was pissed that she refused to talk to me and did it again, just controlled her for a second but didn't make her do anything, you know? Just to show that I still had my quirk and that if she could use hers while upset, so could I. Didn't work that well, obviously. She... uh... she was never friendly to me after that. She wasn't that friendly in the first place, but any chance was crushed. I think she was the first person to call me a villain or villain in the making. People in school learned after. I tried to keep the specifics as secret as possible, but people learned and then... well you get the rest.”
Katsuki blinked in shock.
“You're shitting me,” he snapped. Shinsou smiled—forced and even more bittersweet—and pulled out the paper. He put it on the counter space next to him and made a tally with the others. “You couldn't control your quirk, that's a thing everyone goes through. I can't count how much crap I blew up when my quirk first developed. She hates you for that?”
“I think it's more the fact I did it again when we knew,” Shinsou said, making another tally. “I mean, when people know, they're always cautious. She was talking to me for the first time in months and what do I do? The thing she was ignoring me for.”
“So what, big deal, you have a quirk and you use it!” Katsuki growled. He gripped the edge of the counter and scowled. “Your own damn family--” another tally made “--Stop that.”
“I really want this ten dollars,” Shinsou said, smirking. Better. “And just for the record, no one else agrees. My mom and grandparents are super supportive, Sayomi's the only one.”
“Still stupid,” Katsuki huffed. Shinsou shrugged and Katsuki could hear him clicking the pen on the counter top. “I'm not getting involved with anyone that's being a villain. 'Cause I know you're not getting into that shit, and I'm tired of people saying it. You're a hell of a lot more capable than any of those assholes are.”
Shinsou was quiet. Katsuki was scared he said something wrong for a second until he looked over. It was the bittersweet smile that hurt a little to look at. Shinsou laughed a little, and Katsuki thought there were going to be tears for a split second. Good thing there weren't any, he sucked at dealing with tears. Instead, Shinsou rubbed a hand over his face and sighed. When he dropped his hand, the smile was gone but at least it wasn't a forced one.
“You know... the first time you said that to me was on the phone,” Shinsou said. Katsuki paused for a second. When was that. “Like our first one when I hit myself in the face with a notebook?--” Katsuki nodded. Now he remembered. It was way in the beginning, when Kaminari and Mineta were freaking out about the idea Katsuki had a 'girlfriend'. “--I had to sort of stop after you said that. We're both emotionally constipated, so this might sound cheesy. That shit actually meant a lot. Just so you know.”
“... What. Why?” Katsuki asked. Shinsou shrugged and shook his head—not believing his own words, almost. Katsuki didn't believe it either.
“Hell if I know,” Shinsou huffed. “You were a complete ass in the beginning, but I guess I sort of realized that you were... freakishly serious about being a hero? And that you honestly believed that I wouldn't end up as a villain in some way hit hard. Listen, I just told you so that you know, not understand why.”
Katsuki snorted and Shinsou snickered a little, making a few more tallies on the page Katsuki just laughed a little more at that.
“How many?”
“Nine, I think.”
They exchanged a look and started laughing again. Both of them kept it pretty quiet since they didn't want to be heard. They were standing in a part of the kitchen that couldn't be seen from the living room, and Katsuki was kind of glad. He might not know Shinsou's family that well, and they might already know about Shinsou and his relationship, but Katsuki liked keeping it private.
Shinsou folded up the paper and slid it into his pocket with the pen. He let out a sigh and let his arms hang limply. Katsuki took his hands off the counter, checking to make sure he didn't accidentally make and burns on the marble. No marks, so that was good. He was sure his palms were at least smoking when he was talking, but nothing. He hesitated in putting his hands in his pockets as and idea shoved itself to the front of his mind. He stopped himself from over thinking it and just went for it. He jammed one hand his his jeans' pocket and reached down with the other, grabbing Shinsou's.
Katsuki felt his face heating up and Shinsou tensed up. They just stood there for an awkward second before Shinsou grabbed back and the both laughed again. Shinsou covered his cheeks with his free hand and Katsuki looked off to the side.
“Holy crap we're so awkward,” Shinsou snickered. They glanced at each other and started laughing again.
“No shit,” Katsuki said. Shinsou reached into his pocket one handed and somehow managed to make another tally. “C'mon. Time to be social.”
"Just don't blow up my hand."
"Piss off."
"Does that count as a swear?"
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Katsuki and Shinsou walked back out and sat down on the couch. They both agreed to hide their hands for their reasons, and managed to pull it off. They ended up sort of hiding it between them. It was a little awkward trying to hide it but not obviously, but it worked. Katsuki had his other arm thrown over the back of the couch and Shinsou had his elbow on the arm of the couch, holding his chin in his palm. Katsuki knew it was kind of stupid, but Shinsou's hand felt good.
All the hero students did work with their hands. So all of them had calluses and rough spots on their palms—especially idiots like Deku who kept getting themselves hurt from their own quirk. Shinsou wasn't one of those, though. So it was weird to feel the general soft and smoothness of a hand without it. He had a feeling when Shinsou got through to the hero course, his hands still wouldn't have that many marks with how his quirk works. It was pretty nice. He just sort of hoped his own hands weren't too jacked up because of all the explosions and impacts they had to go through.
When they got settled on the couch, Shinsou's sister was still going on and on about how she and her boyfriend met and hit it off instantly. She was being over enthusiastic about a one week relationship in Katsuki's opinion.
“We pretty much started dating the second we saw each other, right babe?” she finished, looking back at her boyfriend. She was leaning on him with his arm wrapped around her. He nodded, obviously feeling a little awkward with his cheeks going pink. “Aww, don't be shy--” she turned back to her mom. Shinsou's mom was leaning back in the couch, legs crossed and hands in her lap. The older couple in the arm chairs were listening, too—the TV volume turned down so they could all listen. The woman was smiling and the man looked at least satisfied. “--It might be a little fast, but when it happens, it happens.”
“Very sweet, Sayomi,” Shinsou's mother said, smiling. Sayomi reveled in the praise and grabbed her boyfriend's hand. Shinsou's mother turned to face her son and Katsuki. “And what about you two? I don't think we've had a chance to hear your story.”
“Ooh~!” the woman of the older couple cooed, eagerly turning to face them. Sayomi gave Shinsou another dirty look. Katsuki frowned in her direction. Was she seriously jealous? She told her damn story, so who cared. She noticed him looking at her and narrowed her eyes. Katsuki scowled slightly, but quickly shoved it down and looked away. He'd be vicious later. “How did you two meet?”
“It's a... uh...” Shinsou started, laughing a little. He looked over at Katsuki helplessly and the blond just pointedly looked elsewhere. “Oh, I see how it is. Well, um, we met a while ago... maybe... five months--” Katsuki nodded. That sounded right to him at least. Probably more considering how long there was minimum contact with them in the beginning “--But official dating was maybe a week or two ago.”
“And how did that happen?” Shinsou's mom asked, smiling a little.
“Didn't you punch someone in the face?” Shinsou said, smirking. Katsuki scowled at him as the room stared at him in shock. Shinsou just smirked wider. “Ingenium's little brother if I remember correctly.”
“I regret letting you tell this,” Katsuki grumbled. The older couple was staring at him with wide eyes. The woman was shocked silent and the man looked vaguely impressed again. Sayomi was blinking in surprise and her boyfriend looked a little nervous. Shinsou's mother stared for a second before laughing a little. Shinsou just smiled overly sweetly. “It was a bad day, okay? He crossed a line so I tried to break his nose.”
“Yup,” Shinsou hummed, going on casually. “And that's basically what spurred that on. I'm not saying details so he doesn't blow anything up--” Katsuki kicked his leg and Shinsou winced a little, but still smiled “--But yeah. We talked for a while before anything really happened.”
“How did you two actually run into each other?” the woman of the older couple asked. “Hero course and Gen Ed only have lunch together, right?”
“Since we're all in dorms now, there're a bunch of people who use the campus for studying and stuff in the morning before classes start,” Shinsou explained. “He was using one of the outside areas and since a majority of people were scared of him from the Sports Festival, I used it for silence. Then more stuff happened and yeah.”
“Well it certainly isn't orthodox, but I'm not sure what I expected,” Shinsou's mom said, smiling. “It's interesting, though. I'm glad you brought him, Hitoshi. And thank you for coming, Bakugou.”
The rest of the time was pretty uneventful—mostly. There were more questions about Shinsou and Katsuki's relationship, but Sayomi pretty much forced attention to her and her boyfriend. Katsuki didn't get how she was talking so much with only one week as a topic. Sure, he and Shinsou could start talking but they valued some privacy—which clearly, Sayomi did not, or at least didn't seem so.
When the buzzer of the stove went off, Shinsou's mom went and started to set up the table and put food out. The older couple got up and went over to help. Shinsou soon stood up, and said he was going to do the same. That meant Katsuki had to let got of his hand which he was didn't want to do, but he did. Katsuki was contemplating getting up to go and help everyone else set up the table when Sayomi turned to her boyfriend.
“Go and help, please?” she asked. Her boyfriend nodded and got up, disappearing into the kitchen. She stood up and walked over to Katsuki. She had a carefully neutral look on her face when she spoke. “Can I talk to you?”
Katsuki frowned and stood up. Sayomi lead him into the hallway silently. Katsuki spared a glance over at the kitchen. Shinsou was busy talking with his grandmother, so Katsuki just went and followed Sayomi. They only went far enough to be out of sight of where the other people were in the kitchen. Shinsou would be upset
When Sayomi stopped, Katsuki did, too, and crossed his arms. There was a tense silence where they just stared at each other. Sayomi took a deep breath and let it out in a sigh. She seemed to steel herself before she started.
“Listen,” she sighed. “I'm not saying this because I don't want Hitoshi to have a life, but it's my job to warn you. Sometimes he uses his quirk to get what he wants, and you seem like decent person. I think you should cut it off early before it gets too serious. He's manipulativ--”
“Stop,” Katsuki growled. Sayomi instantly shut her mouth and blinked in vague surprise. “I'm on a curse limit, and knowing him, he'll somehow figure out I went over even if he doesn't hear it. So this might sound a lot nicer than it would've. I. Don't. Care. I don't have any siblings, so if this is some sibling shit? Fine. But if this is seriously you holding a damn grudge, then you're more petty than half-and-half. We're not talkin' about your little relationship, so keep your shitty opinion out of ours. And leave him alone. I don't care who the hell you are, or if you're his family or not. He gets enough of this at UA and from everyone else. You try this shit? Shit'll go down and you better hope either you or your little boyfriend can take a punch or five.”
Katsuki walked out of the hall and into the kitchen quickly. He only really caught a glimpse of Sayomi's reaction, but he didn't care. If she didn't get it, that was her fault. She might be family, but if her boyfriend was as stupid as he sounded, then he'd agree to a “spar” and be fair game. That was enough for Katsuki to work with.
Shinsou's grandparents were already sitting, and Katsuki walked in just in time to see Shinsou take a seat. His mom was putting the final plates of food out on the table. Katsuki walked over and sat down next to Shinsou. Sayomi's boyfriend was sitting across from him, the seat across from Shinsou empty for Sayomi. Shinsou's mom then sat at the head of the table as Sayomi walked in. She seemed collected and when she sat down, she avoiding looking up. Shinsou noticed it and turned to Katsuki as everyone else started grabbing food and serving themselves.
“What did you do?” Shinsou whispered. Katsuki frowned a little as he grabbed some of the meat on the table and put it on his plate.
“Just add six tallies,” he muttered. Shinsou's eyes widened and he glanced over at his sister. She ignored him and the others at the table started conversation with each other. Shinsou sighed and pulled the paper out, marking down six more.
“You will be telling me what the hell you did later,” Shinsou sighed and reached to start filling his own plate. “...but if you're defending me, then thanks.”
When it was getting dark outside—after Shinsou's grandparents were gone—that's when Katsuki figured he'd stayed long enough. Shinsou's mom thanked him for coming and his sister gave Katsuki a blank look when when he walked by. Yeah, Shinsou's sister was an ass, but she knew when to shut up at least.
Shinsou walked him out. It was early night. Not that dark, but that time in between sunset and full night darkness. There were a few other people out on the streets—people who worked overtime and and were going home late, or shoppers. It was colder, too. Katsuki pulled on his jacket and huffed, his breath coming out as a little blur of steam. Shinsou had his coat on, too, even if he only walked down to the sidewalk.
“You need to stop doing that, you know,” Shinsou said. Katsuki raised an eyebrow and frowned at him. “Flattered, really, but if you keep picking fights with people over the stupid quirk thing, you'll never stop. Not like you would anyways, but still.”
“... I've just heard it too many damn times,” Katsuki grumbled. “And now my curses don't count, I'm not inside. So shitty shit crap.”
Shinsou snorted and rolled his eyes. “Fine, I'll pay you tomorrow,” he sighed. Katsuki smirked triumphantly and Shinsou shook his head. There was a moment of silence. Shinsou frowned before speaking again. “Seriously, I'm not being self-deprecating when I say that it's not a big deal. I'm desensitized to that stuff. Doesn't matter to me.”
“It does, you're just a shithead who doesn't want to admit it,” Katsuki snapped. Shinsou kept his face blank. Katuski sighed and jammed his hands in his pockets. “I'll ignore the small stuff, but if it's repeated, I'll kick the ass of whoever said it. We agree we're both stubborn, so you can be stubborn 'bout how that crap doesn't bother you and I'll be stubborn about beating the shit about anyone who says it. Deal?”
Shinsou smiled a little and let out a small laugh. “Fine, deal,” he agreed. There was another pause of silence. Shinsou looked down at his feet and Katsuki heated his palms up a little to get his fingers warm. “Get home safe, okay?”
“Yeah, see ya,” Katsuki nodded. Shinsou waved and Katsuki started down the street. He heard the door open and close again before he glanced back, making sure Shinsou actually went inside and didn't try to be annoying at watch him go.
The second Hitoshi walked into the living room, his mood was crushed.
Bakugou was right when he said they were both stubborn, but regardless, it still felt nice to get protected like that. It was stupid, and he knew that, since most people hated getting stood up for like that. Other relationships were built on mushiness and mutual affection. He and Bakugou weren't like that at all, and it was good for him. So he was in a better mood when he walked inside the house. He got rid of his coat and went into the living room, ready to call dibs on the shower first and then go to bed—or at least try to.
Sayomi was standing with her hands on her hips in front of their mom. Her boyfriend looked a little on edge, scared to get caught up in the family argument crossfire.
“He threatened me and my boyfriend!” Sayomi said. “He's going to be a bad influence on Hitoshi! Hero course or not, it's risky to let someone that dangerous be around him.”
Hitoshi heard that before he walked into a spot they could see him. Sayomi turned to him and glared at him. His mom looked a little bewildered and looked over at him.
“Is that true, Hitoshi?” she asked, going back to a patient and serious expression.
“How am I supposed to know? Probably?” Hitoshi shrugged. He scowled. “All I know for sure is whatever he said is because Sayomi's still holding a grudge against me and saying I'll be a villain. If she did get threatened, she should be considered lucky. He punched the last person who said that in the face.”
“Exactly what I mean, mom!” Sayomi exclaimed. “Bad influence! We want Hitoshi to grow up and be a hero, we can't let him be around people like that.”
“What about people who keep saying I'll be a villain!?” Hitoshi snapped. Dammit he hated losing his temper. It wasn't pretty most of the time. Sayomi startled at him raising his voice and his mom's eyes went wide. He took a deep breath. “Bit of hypocrisy, there, don't ya think? He wouldn't have threatened you if you kept your stupid mouth shut about that. So why don't you do just that, and I won't criticize your boyfriend who's obviously not your boyfriend. Isn't that the guy your friend was having an anniversary with...yesterday? Nice job stealing the spotlight.”
Sayomi opened and closed her mouth a few times. She didn't say anything, though, and her cheeks started to go red as her “boyfriend” had a similar reaction. Hitoshi knew the second he saw him that it wasn't real, mostly because his mom made sure the whole family had connections on social media—different than the app he had Insomi-cat on—and he saw a picture Sayomi liked. Specifically a picture of her friend and said boy celebrating a year anniversary.
Shinsou's mom was equally as shocked and looked between Sayomi and the “boyfriend”. Hitoshi snorted and rolled his eyes.
“I'm showering and then going to bed,” he announced, walking off down the hall.
When he turned the corner into his room to grab clothes, he could hear his mom scolding Sayomi and apologizing to the “boyfriend”. Hitoshi felt himself smirking a little bit. His sister would hate him even more for outing her like that, but now she had no room to badmouth him and Bakugou. That was good enough.
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Hitoshi was cursing the weather. It was below freezing the next day, and it was already snowing a little outside. The news said it was only going to get heavier, and that people might end up being snowed in. His mom just said that if it did come to that heavy a downfall, he could stay the night at Bakugou's house if his parents agreed and sent him off. Sayomi didn't look in his direction at all the entire time he was there.
Regardless of that, what really sucked about the cold was that all his winter stuff was still buried somewhere. So no gloves, or proper boots, or big coats. Maybe he could get Bakugou to let him sap his body heat—he was practically a space heater. Hopefully.
A little after noon, Bakugou showed up and knocked on the door. Hitoshi said goodbye to his mom—and sister, who didn't even glance back—and made his way to the door. He had the warmest clothes he could find on. A giant black sweater that he bought a size too big for maximum comfort—and to hide his hands in the sleeves as a replacement for gloves—and black sweatpants. He knew that wearing sweatpants wasn't good for a first impression, but dammit he wasn't going to suffer for appearances. He managed to find a pair of boots, not the ones he should wear in snow, but close enough. Plus they were galaxy print, he thought he lost them ages ago, and he didn't look like that much of a slob when he tucked the sweatpants into them.
When he opened the door, Hitoshi was assaulted by cold hair and grabbed his coat and scarf. Bakugou had on a coat that looked barely warmer than the one he had yesterday—and it was quite a bit colder. He had earmuffs and a scarf on, though, and it was almost funny to look at. He looked grumpy just from seeing his eyes alone his hair was trying to consume the band of the earmuffs. Hitoshi bit his lip to stop himself from bursting out into laughter right there.
“The hell you smiling about?” Bakugou snapped.
“N-Nothing,” Shinsou managed as he wrapped his scarf around his face and pulled on his coat. “You look cozy.”
“It's my mom's damn fault,” Bakugou grumbled, looking off to the side. There were a surprising amount of people out, but it was decent out if it wasn't so cold. The snow clouds had passed, and there were clear skies. “Let's just hurry okay? Apparently she thought it was perfectly non crappy idea to invite shitty Deku and his mom. And he's bringing Katy.”
“Well this'll certainly be interesting, then, huh?” Shinsou snorted. He grabbed the messenger back he packed earlier from its place next to the door. He stepped out and shouted another goodbye to his mom, who shouted back, before closing the door. Shinsou locked the door and felt a hand wrap around his free one. He looked over at Bakugou, who just kept his head down, before looking down at his hand that Bakugou was grabbing tightly. He didn't have gloves either, but his hands were still warm. “I didn't take you to be a the clingy type.”
“Shut up,” Bakugou said. “Do you want to or not?”
“Of course, you're a space heater. I'll take advantage,” Shinsou said, smiling. Bakugou looked up and frowned. “And you're my boyfriend and I enjoy it.”
Bakugou's face went red—more so than what it already was from the cold—and he looked down at his feet.
“Just.. Just shut the hell up and let's go,” Bakugou grumbled, walking down the steps. Shinsou snickered and pulled the scarf over his mouth and nose, before following. “Shithead.”
Bakugou's house was in a more suburban area than Hitoshi's, and the house itself had to be at least double the size. Hitoshi let out a low whistle when they started up the walk. Bakugou gave him a confused look and Hitoshi just waved it off. Bakugou hadn't let go of his hand at all the entire time they walked there. No one on the streets cared about two teenagers going by as long as they were minding their own business, so it wasn't like anyone gave them funny looks. Bakugou would've growled at them if they did, probably. Hitoshi didn't mind even if his hand did get a little too warm, but it was better than being cold. And it was kind of nice to feel the difference between their palms. Hitoshi had kind of guessed that Bakugou's palms would be scarred and callused that they'd feel like sandpaper, they were, but it wasn't nearly as bad as he thought.
When they went inside the house, Hitoshi was so thankful for heating. He knew that his cheeks were red from the cold—nose and ears, too, probably, even if he pulled his scarf over them. Bakugou practically threw the earmuffs and scarf off like they personally offended him. Hitoshi snorted at that and got a glare. Bakugou showed him where to put his coat and shoes and then they walked into the rest of the house.
Yup. At least twice the size of Hitoshi's house. The entrance was big on its own. There were two three cushion couches facing each other with a coffee table in between them. A book shelf was behind one of them—filled with pictures, papers and certificates in frames, and other miscellaneous things. There was a desk on the other wall with a computer on it, and cushioned swivel chair in front of it.
Hitoshi's observations were cut off by Bakugou shouting.
“I'm back, old hag!” the blond announced as he kept walking into the house. Hitoshi had jolted at the sudden noise but followed after him.
They entered the living room. Another three cushion couch positioned in front of a television with a coffee table between them. Two smaller couches on either side tilted a little to face the screen better. The floor changed to full carpet. There was an archway to the left of the doorway they walked in through, leading to a kitchen. Across the room, the beginning of a staircase could be seen as it went up and around a corner to the second floor. A closed door was next to that.
A woman with ash blonde hair walked in from the kitchen. She had an angry look on her face and Hitoshi could instantly tell where Bakugou got his hair and eye color from.
“You don't have to shout!” she snapped. Her expression softened when she noticed Hitoshi and she walked up to him. “You must be Shinsou. I'm Katsuki's mother. Nice to meet you.”
Hitoshi nodded and smiled a little nervously. And there were the nerves, shit. He knew he wouldn't be able to keep his cool. Bakugou's mom just smiled up at him before stepping back and hitting Bakugou on the back of the head.
“Don't just say you're back when you bring guests!” she said. Bakugou growled and glared at her, but just got hit on the head again. “You have to say you brought someone when you come back, brat!”
“I said I was getting him when I left, you hag!” Bakugou snapped back. Hitoshi snorted quietly and covered his mouth with his hand. Bakugou's mom scoffed.
“It's called manners!” she shouted. “Now behave!”
“Shut up!” Bakugou shouted back.
“You, too, ungrateful brat!” she said before marching off into the kitchen. Bakugou growled something under his breath. “What was that!?”
Bakugou huffed and turned to Hitoshi, ready to apologize for what just happened, probably, but Hitoshi just started laughing. It was just snickers, but enough to get Bakugou to give him a confused look.
“What?” he asked, frowning.
“Your relationship with her is...” Hitoshi managed, still laughing. “T-That was better than I thought. Oh my god. Shit. Gimme a second.”
Bakugou rolled his eyes and Hitoshi calmed himself down. Bakugou went over to the couch, and threw himself down, one arm over the back of the couch. He grabbed the remote and turned on the TV to a channel showing a movie.
When Hitoshi wasn't giggling anymore, he took a deep breath. He walked over, put his bag next to the couch, and sat down next to Bakugou. The blond moved over a little so Hitoshi could sit right next to him. Hitoshi smirked to himself and took advantage of Bakugou's arm still being over the back of the couch. He settled himself in the crook of Bakugou's arm and smiled at him innocently. Bakugou blinked a few times before his cheeks and ears went red again and he pointedly focused on the TV. He didn't protest though, so Hitoshi made himself comfortable, and eventually Bakugou relaxed enough to let his arm rest around Hitoshi's shoulders.
“Better than that yawning trick, right?” Hitoshi whispered to him. Bakugou rolled his eyes and huffed.
A couple minutes passed with them like that, and then a man with light brown hair and glasses walked in. He was followed by Bakugou's mom, so Hitoshi guessed that was his dad. Bakugou's mom smiled when she saw them sitting on the couch like that, and his dad a similar expression.
“You're Shinsou?” he asked.
“Yes, pleasure to meet you,” Hitoshi said. It was kind of hard to act formal curled up like that, but he was comfortable and wasn't moving if he could.
“I'm Katsuki's dad,” the man said. He glanced over at his wife as she sat down on one of the other couches with a mug of something hot—steam coming off it. “I'll guess you met my wife already. I heard the shouting.”
Hitoshi just nodded, giving him a sympathetic smiled. The man sighed a little exasperatedly and sat down next to Bakugou's mom. She took a sip from her drink before putting it down on a small table next to the couch. Hitoshi heard small footsteps and frowned slightly. Bakugou seemed to notice that, and glanced around.
A small calico cat walked into the area and Hitoshi gasped. Bakugou jolted at the sight of the animal and frowned. Hitoshi was grinning and he shifted so he could reach forward and pet the cat. It pushed into his palms and Hitoshi bit his lip to keep from making any stupid noises.
“You didn't tell me you had a cat,” he said. “I'm taking this as a personal attack. I love cats. Oh my god, look at the little kitten.”
“I didn't know we had a cat,” Bakugou snapped, turning his head to glare at his parents.
“He's a lot better company that you,” his mom said. Hitoshi snorted at that and picked the cat up, holding him in his arms. “Doesn't whine and cleans himself without screaming.”
“What's his name?” Hitoshi asked.
“Kaen,” Bakugou's mom answered, smiling.
“I love him,” Hitoshi said flatly. “Sorry, you've been replaced Bakugou.”
Bakugou just scoffed and shoved Hitoshi's shoulder. Hitoshi grinned at him before leaning back where he had been, now with the cat placed carefully in his lap. His day was good, he could deal with Midoriya and Todoroki coming in without protest. He had a cat. Goals complete.
“Now, how did someone nice end up dating an asshole like my son?” Bakugou's mom asked after a moment of silence. Bakugou scowled at her and Hitoshi snorted.
“He got me good coffee,” Hitoshi said. Bakugou shoved him a little again and Hitoshi just smirked at him. “What, that's literally the only reason I talked to you in the first place?”
“No shit, but you suck at telling this crap,” Bakugou grumbled, pouting a little and putting his elbow on the arm of the couch to put his chin in his palm. “I punched someone in the face, shit happened, okay? That's all you're hearing about it, got it?”
“Stop being a brat!” his mom snapped.
“Shut up, old hag!” Bakugou shouted.
“Calm down you two, we'll be having more guests over, so please try to keep it down?” his dad said, trying to keep the peace. Hitoshi just grinned and pet the cat in his lap.
This was going to be interesting at least. Plus he had a cat, and that was good.
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Midoriya, his mom, and Todoroki showed up about an hour later. Bakugou's parents seemed to understand that Hitoshi and Bakugou weren't up to talk about their relationship, and that was nice. They didn't question that much or push any buttons. Unlike with Hitoshi's family, Bakugou didn't have to hold back with his anger and language. He had no reason to not yell at them if they pushed too far. That was sort of bad because if he did lose his temper, it'd scare the cat away. Hitoshi really liked the cat. Small fluffy and sweet.
When Bakugou's mom went to answer the door, his dad went off into the kitchen—saying he was going to go get some of the dinner started. Hitoshi could hear Bakugou's mom talking with another woman, and he guessed that it meant Midoriya and Katy had arrived. Bakugou guessed that, too, and grumbled under his breath. He scooted further into the corner of the couch—between the arm and back of it. Hitoshi was a little surprised when Bakugou tugged him when he moved, but he just settled down in the new position a few inches to the left. The cat didn't like it though, and Hitoshi quickly soothed him, but then Bakugou's mom and a woman Hitoshi guessed was Midoriya's mom walked by into the kitchen. The cat bounced off his lap to go investigate the new people. Hitoshi cursed quietly and Bakugou snorted, which earned him an elbow to the ribs. Bakugou shouted a curse and rubbed where Hitoshi hit him.
“Shit your elbows are pointy,” Bakugou grumbled.
“Never make fun of me and cats,” Hitoshi said, giving him a look. Bakugou just rolled his eyes, smirking a little as he settled back in the corner. Hitoshi looked over the back of the couch sadly as the cat walked into the kitchen. He still got his cat time, and he wouldn't complain, but he wanted more cat time. It was a small dilemma. He sighed and leaned back where he had been against Bakugou. “Dammit that was a good cat.”
“Didn't you say you had one?” Bakugou asked. Hitoshi nodded. “Where was it?”
“First of all, Natsu is a girl,” Hitoshi said, smiling at the flat look Bakugou gave him. “Second, my grandad's like super allergic. She stays with the neighbor when he's over.”
“... You named your cat after an anime character?” Bakugou hissed.
“No, smart one,” Hitoshi sighed, rolling his eyes. “I got her on my birthday. Which is in summer. And Natsu means summer.”
“Thank god...” Bakugou muttered in relief. Hitoshi snorted a little at that and Bakugou snorted.
Midoriya and Todoroki walked into the room. They were both dressed casually, although Midoriya was dressed for the cold and Todoroki was just in a t-shirt and jeans. Any quirk with heat involved had to come in handy when it was so damn cold. Midoriya said something over his shoulder into the kitchen as they walked over, and Todoroki glared at Bakugou and Hitoshi. Todoroki glanced them up and down suspiciously and Midoriya looked like he was about to sit on the other end of the couch. Hitoshi “yawned” and stretched his legs out to block the cushions. He didn't have anything against Midoriya or Todoroki, but he was comfortable and the close they were to Bakugou, the more likely the blond would be to move—making Hitoshi move in the process.
Todoroki glared at him and Midoriya gave him an apologetic look. They sat down on the other two cushion couch opposite the one Bakugou's parents had sat on. Hitoshi watched them out of the corners of his eyes, waiting until they were comfortable before folding his legs up again. Todoroki took the seat closer to Bakugou and Midoriya put himself on the other side. They almost immediately leaned into each other, and Midoriya was suddenly half in Todoroki's lap.
Hitoshi looked up at Bakugou and blond made a gagging face. They snickered together, but clearly not discreet enough to have it ignored.
“What?” Todoroki asked. He was still pissed, obviously.
“You two are so domestic, it's kinda gross,” Hitoshi explained nonchalantly. Midoriya's face started to light up with a red blush and he buried his face in Todoroki's shoulder a little. Todoroki just grabbed his hand, rubbing it soothingly. “Case in point.”
“How long have you been together?” Bakugou said. “A week? Less? Thanks to me telling you to get off your ass, too. You're already acting like a damn married couple.”
“Then again you were practically dating for... how long since the sports festival?” Hitoshi said, smirking. Bakugou snickered at that and Midoriya blushed even harder. Todoroki grumbled incoherently under his breath and pointedly looked away. “I'm kidding, be domestic, just turn it down, will ya? I rather not get a cavity.”
“I could say the same thing to you,” Todoroki said, acting high and mighty. Hitoshi felt Bakugou tense up against him and just snorted. “... What now.”
“Sorry, Katy Perry reference in my head,” Hitoshi laughed to himself. Todoroki narrowed his eyes and Midoriya looked confused. “Doesn't she wear like... candy clothes?”
“Why would I know that shit?” Bakugou asked. Hitoshi could feel him relaxing at the subject change, and just rolled with it. He grabbed his bag and pulled his phone out, unlocking it and searching up Katy Perry. Sure enough one of the first pictures was her in a candy skirt. “Holy crap, it's real.”
“Thought so, my sister was trash for her when she was really little and made me help her put up posters,” Hitoshi said, nodding and locking the phone again, putting it back in his bag. “Y'know before she became an ass. Faking boyfriends and shit.”
“Wait, really?” Bakugou asked. At that point, Todoroki and Midoriya weren't listening anymore, absorbed in their own little thing. “That boyfriend was a fake? And she told you?”
“Nah, I knew when I saw him,” Hitoshi sighed. “My mom likes keeping the family 'connected' with social media. Different platform than the blog, though. She liked a picture her friend posted of some relationship anniversary and that guy she brought was the boyfriend of her friend.”
“That's so... stupid,” Bakugou muttered.
“Yup, just to take attention,” Hitoshi nodded. “She's like that. You're an only child, so you wouldn't get it.”
Bakugou hummed slightly and relaxed back into the couch. Hitoshi turned his head to watch the TV. Another movie was starting up, and it was one Hitoshi had seen. A good one, too, so he shifted a little to get more comfortable. He saw Midoriya even more in Todoroki's lap. Seriously, if he scooted over only a little, he'd actually be sitting in Katy's lap. At least Hitoshi had shame, but he wouldn't blame him. Todoroki and Midoriya were just the kind of people that were like that. Bakugou and Hitoshi weren't, but that was fine, too.
Most of the evening was otherwise uneventful. Hitoshi got the cat back in his lap at one point, but soon after that, the parents called them in for dinner. Dinner was pretty calm, too. Midoriya's mom was so pure, and that's all Hitoshi really noted about her in their brief introduction. Then again, he was a little preoccupied because dammit the food was great. It made him wonder if Bakugou could cook, which he probably could—it was like him to try and be the best at everything he could.
There weren't nearly as many questions asked compared to Hitoshi's family, but it was pretty obvious that Bakugou's parents were keeping the evening as peaceful as they could. It was a good idea. There was no ongoing bet to keep Bakugou's swearing and temper down, so he didn't exactly have to hold back. Although, Hitoshi sort of noticed that the few times Bakugou spoke to Midoriya's mom, there was only one or two swears. Maybe her innocent-purity was realized by everyone.
Soon after dinner, the Midoriyas and Todoroki left. Hitoshi probably should've left then, to beat the storm. It was snowing down pretty heavily at that point, and Hitoshi really wished he had better judgement. In his defense, mostly to himself, no one else warned him that it would get even heavier. Only half an hour after the Midoriyas and Todoroki left, there was no way Hitoshi would try to get through that snow. Not like he could, anyways. So when Hitoshi went to look out the window so he could guess how long it would take to get home, he knew he was screwed.
Bakugou had looked out the window when Hitoshi cursed. He had the same reaction, just louder. That drew the attention of Bakugou's mom as she was passing to go up the stairs.
“What's the matter?” she asked.
“That's... a lot of damn snow,” Bakugou said. His mom walked over to the door and Hitoshi moved to the side so she could see.
“Oh my... god,” she breathed in surprised. Hitoshi sighed and stepped back. His mom predicted this and would brag about it for a month. “You should call your parents.”
“My mom already... uh, sorta guessed this would happen?” Hitoshi explained as he went over to his bag and pulled out his phone. He unlocked it to call his mom. “She said that it was cool for me to stay the night if it snowed too hard if you say it's okay. But uh... she'll probably want to talk to you regardless.”
“Is your mom psychic or some shit?” Bakugou asked. Hitoshi shrugged as he hit the call button.
“Hitoshi? What's the matter?” his mom answered.
“You were right, brag later, do you need to talk to Bakugou's mom to... confirm everything?” Hitoshi said.
“Oh, yes, hand her the phone, please,” his mom said.
“Right,” Hitoshi nodded. He handed the phone to Bakugou's mom and she took it, holding it up to her ear.
“Neneshi? Good to hear from you!” Bakugou's mom said into the phone as she walked out of the room.
Hitoshi's eyes widened and he blinked in surprise. He looked over at Bakugou, who also looked slightly concerned.
“First name basis,” Hitoshi said. “Not sure if that's good or bad.”
“Bad,” Bakugou said, standing up from the couch. Hitoshi hesitated a second before nodding. “C'mon, she'll agree no matter what, help me get blankets and shit.”
Hitoshi followed him as he walked over to the entrance area and into a closet. There were a bunch of blankets and other extra sleeping things piled inside it. Bakugou grabbed some of them and nodded for Hitoshi to grab some of the others. He did and they walked back out into the living room. It was already kind of late, so it made sense to just set it up now. Bakugou dropped the stuff on the ground and pushed the coffee table closer to the TV and out of the way.
The two of them set up the place fairly easily and quickly. There was one moment in which that Hitoshi just couldn't resist throwing one of the blankets he had on Bakugou when he was crouching and fixing one of the others. Bakugou flinched when it covered him, paused for only a moment, before frantically swatting it off himself. He glared at Hitoshi, who just snickered, before putting the blanket on top of the rest.
Hitoshi sat down on the makeshift bed and Bakugou shoved him slightly as revenge. Hitoshi was happy he was wearing such comfortable clothes since he'd be sleeping in them. He didn't want to ask Bakugou to borrow any of his clothes. He'd deal with smelling a little funky in the morning.
The TV was on a different channel, which was having some kind of marathon for thrillers and horrors. Probably not the best thing to watch at night, but it was entertaining.
Bakugou's mom came back into the living room, smile on her face as she handed the phone back to Hitoshi. She told him it was perfectly fine if he stayed the night before excusing herself to going upstairs. Bakugou's dad was still cleaning up some of the dishes in the kitchen, but he came out soon enough, wished Hitoshi and Bakugou good night before going upstairs, too.
Hitoshi looked back at the TV screen. It was showing the movies that would be playing next, all ones Hitoshi heard were frightening. He smiled a little and turned to Bakugou who gave him a suspicious look.
“Ten bucks says I stay awake longer and I don't get as scared as you,” Hitoshi said, smirking. Bakugou's eyes widened before grinning determinedly. “Lights off, and everything.”
“You're so on.”
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“Shit. Shit. Shit. Shit.”
“Your hands are trembling, shithead.”
“No idea what you're talking about. Don't go upstai—and she went upstairs, idiot.”
“How the hell are you so calm!?”
“'Cause it's stupi--”
Hitoshi cut himself off with a muffled screech as the monster jumped out of nowhere to attack the main character. Bakugou cursed repeatedly and jolted, kicking the couch behind him which made him curse even louder.
They both took deep breaths to calm down, and Hitoshi could feel his heart trying to escape and blood rushing to his head. Bakugou didn't look any better, and Hitoshi swore he saw Bakugou making smoke in his palms like he was ready to attack something if it showed up. They were lying down on the bedding they had set up Hitoshi next to each other. Bakugou had his shoulders and head out of the blankets, but Hitoshi had them pulled tight over his head, blanket tucked under his feet. He didn't want to feel any cool air on his body—it would freak him out and then he would start thinking about demons grabbing his ankles. No thank you. Bakugou didn't seem scared of that, but he was fidgeting and rubbing his palms together, sparks flashing briefly like he was checking if his quirk still worked.
Bakugou eventually scooted further back under the blanket, moving it up so it rested on the back of his neck and curled up a little bit. Hitoshi snuggled deeper under the blanket, pulling his legs up a little and the blanket down further on his head. Dammit horror was a bad idea. He didn't think either of them would sleep.
“You're muttering,” Bakugou said, glancing over at him.
“This was a horrible idea why did I suggest this I regret so much,” Hitoshi mumbled loud enough for him to hear clearly. Bakugou snickered a little and turned his attention back to the movie. “Neither of us are gonna sleep. I regret everything.”
“We're not quitting now,” Bakugou snapped indignantly. Hitoshi turned to him in shock, giving him an incredulous look. The blond just scowled determinedly and looked back at the screen. “There's half an hour left. We're finishing this damn thing even if we don't sleep. It's a goddamn challenge now.”
“...Of course it is,” Hitoshi whined. He buried his face in the pillow he had under his head. “Why do you have to put me through this? I vote we watch a rom-com. Kaen'll agree.”
“The cat's vote doesn't count,” Bakugou said, tensing up a little. The main character was trying to leave the building, and small things were happening in the background when she was looking away.
“His vote is totally valid, don't discriminate,” Hitoshi said, face still in the pillow, voice slightly muffled.
“Shut up, shut up, shut up,” Bakugou mumbled as the scene was slowly escalating.
Hitoshi couldn't resist looking up, so he did so carefully with one eye. Bakugou cursed under his breath repeatedly as the tension and music kept rising to make the situation even more stressful. Hitoshi pulled the blanket even further down on his head, hair starting to block some of his sight. Less he saw the better. Bakugou was staring the TV down like it insulted him personally. He was seriously taking it as a challenge to live through the whole thing.
All the lights were off in the room, except for the TV and faint light coming through windows from streetlights outside. That didn't help Hitoshi's internal panic. Emersion was Bakugou's idea in his defense, and he hated letting that happen.
“Don't do it,” Hitoshi said, criticising the character. It was cliché, but the scares and tension was real. She was about to open the door that anyone with common sense wouldn't. She did it. “Oh my god, you idiot.”
There was a heavy silence as the character entered the room and looked around. The door slammed closed behind her and then the lights flickered on. Bakugou cursed loudly, moving further under the blanket. His hands were smoking again and he carefully kept them away from the bedding so nothing caught fire or anything. Hitoshi slammed his face in the pillow as the character screamed and the monster attacked from where it jumper out of nowhere.
“Dammit. Half an hour, I can do this shit,” Bakugou hissed to himself.
“I'll give you the ten dollar if you turn it off,” Hitoshi begged.
“Hell. No. It's a matter of pride now, goddammit.”
“Screw it, I'm gonna have a heart attack.”
“You're fifteen. You'll be fine.”
“And you're gonna blow something up!”
“Twenty minutes! Suck it up, shithead.”
When the movie did end, both of them were regretting it all. Hitoshi felt out of breath and he didn't even do anything. Bakugou was cursing into a pillow and Hitoshi was completely under the blankets, trying to calm his heartbeat. Why did he let Bakugou get his way with movies? The second the credits started rolling, Hitoshi grabbed the remote, blindly, and changed it to a family movie channel—he had tried to change it earlier, but Bakugou had taken the remote and said he was chicken if he didn't watch it. He stayed under the blankets as the movie went on with stupid jokes.
Hitoshi gathered himself and carefully peered out from under the blanket. Bakugou had his face in his palms, propped up on his elbows.
“Was it worth it?” Hitoshi asked quietly. Bakugou slowly looked over at him and frowned.
“Yes,” Bakugou stated flatly. Hitoshi rolled his eyes and scooted close to him, poking him slightly.
“If I have nightmares, I'm gonna hit you,” Hitoshi murmured he could feel himself getting tired and falling asleep a little. He was pretty determined to get his ten dollars back from the swearing bet. “I'll stab you with my elbows.”
Bakugou rolled his eyes and rested his chin on the pillow under his head. Hitoshi looked up at the new movie. It was definitely a better change to try and sleep with. Hitoshi scooted closer to Bakugou and the blond gave him a look.
“The hell are you doing,” Bakugou grumbled.
“You're a space heater, let me indulge,” Hitoshi said, moving closer. There were a few inches between them—enough for Hitoshi to get the warmth out of Bakugou.
Bakugou and Hitoshi were both getting tired and falling asleep. Hitoshi could feel his head starting to slump down and stubbornly leaned on Bakugou's shoulder in an effort to stay awake. Bakugou didn't say a word, probably because he was also on the edge of sleep. Who knew getting scared shitless took so much out of you? Hitoshi could feel his eyes closing and he glanced up at Bakugou. Both of them were almost asleep. Neither of them knew who lost the bet when they both fell asleep.
Hitoshi woke up warm. Like warmer than he usually was when waking up after sleeping in a blanket cocoon. He fairly easily recognized he wasn't in his house, and then remembered the impromptu sleep over. After that settled in, Hitoshi went to move and realized he was a little... wrapped up. Out of all the things Hitoshi expected from Bakugou, being a cuddler in his sleep was the opposite of them.
Bakugou had his arms wrapped around his shoulders, face pressed into Hitoshi's hair that was in horrible disarray. Both of them were more curled up, so their legs ended up slightly tangled together. Hitoshi had his arms curled into his chest like usual, but Bakugou had him held tightly. One of his hands was slightly wrapped in Hitoshi's hair, too. Regardless of the surprise of Bakugou being a cuddler, Hitoshi was happy with the heat. It'd also be pretty fun to embarrass the shit out of Bakugou later, but he'd save that for when he really wanted something.
It was still early, if the number on the digital clock on the TV system was accurate. Just after sunrise, so more light was flooding into the room than before but no one else was up. Well, maybe the cat, but he wasn't accounted for.
Hitoshi tried to wriggle his way out of Bakugou's hold, but the blond grumbled something incoherent and grabbed his tighter. Hitoshi bit his lip to keep from giggling. He carefully grabbed Bakugou's arms and tried to move them, but Bakugou growled and his hands twitched. Hitoshi didn't doubt that Bakugou could control his quirk, but he was still asleep and who knew what could happen. Bakugou accidentally pulled his hair a little and Hitoshi winced. He frowned and elbowed Katsuki in the ribs.
Bakugou jolted awake with a gasp, shoving Hitoshi away and sitting up, hands up like he was ready to fight. Hitoshi rolled over onto his stomach after landing on his back and shoved his face in the pillow.
“Oh... wait. Shit,” Bakugou muttered.
“You pulled my hair, ass,” Hitoshi said into the pillow, words muffled.
“I—what?” Bakugou asked. Hitoshi turned his head and rested his cheek on the pillow to look up at Bakugou. The blond was blushing a little.
“You pulled. My hair,” Hitoshi said slowly. Bakugou's face heated up a little more. Hitoshi smirked, rubbing his eyes a little before flopping his arm down next to him. “Cuddler, huh?”
“...Shut up,” Bakugou said quickly, jumping to his feet. “Not a goddamn word. I'll kill you.”
“Aww... C'mon it's adorable,” Hitoshi laughed. He sat up and pushed all his hair backwards, off his face. Bakugou just scowled at him, but it was ruined by the red ears and face. “Relax, I won't say anything, but I get to sap your body heat when I want.”
Bakugou paused and glared down at him, frowning as he glanced around the room. “Fine, but you have ta' ask before you try shit,” he spat. Hitoshi nodded agreement. Bakugou didn't say he needed approval to do it, just ask. Loophole.
The blond ran his hands through his hair, yawning loudly. He stretched his arms over his head, tilting back a little. Hitoshi glanced him up and down and stifled a smile. He'd admit it with no shame now, but Bakugou was hot. No shame with that. Other people in Gen Ed admitted him and other hero students were extremely good looking, but they would never try to approach any hero students for either fear of them or just nerves. Hitoshi would consider himself lucky he didn't care about that, as well as the fact all the events that lead to their relationship happened. Maybe when they got over their awkwardness, Hitoshi could subtly brag about having a boyfriend like Bakugou—not just the hero course factor, but the hot as hell factor, too.
Hitoshi yawned and slapped his face lightly to try and wake himself up. Bakugou vanished somewhere else in the house. Hitoshi stretched his back a little and pushed himself to his feet. He checked the smell of his clothes. They didn't smell as bad as he thought—just vaguely of nitroglycerin and heat. He could tolerate that for a day. There was the flush of a toilet and Bakugou walked back into the room.
“Please tell me you have coffee,” Hitoshi said.
Bakugou squinted a little before nodded slowly and walking into the kitchen. Hitoshi followed him. He had seen the machine earlier, but had no idea where the coffee was. Bakugou opened some of the overhead cabinets, searching through some of them that had boxed. Hitoshi walked up next to him and helped him look.
They found the boxes fairly quickly, along with some herbal tea that Bakugou opened up. Hitoshi glanced at him, but he couldn't find the energy to be snarky. He needed coffee. He looked through the boxes. There were two of the shit brands that people in the Gen Ed dorms drank, then what he thought were just meh, and only one he'd drink normally. It was full, too. Hitoshi took one of the packets out as Bakugou grabbed two mugs from another cabinet. He gave Hitoshi a blank black one and kept a weirdly dyed one for himself. The both busied themselves with making their own drinks.
When they were done, they went back out to the living room. The TV had automatically turned off after lack of activity, and Bakugou grabbed the remote and turned it back on. He switched it to the news and got comfortable near the middle of the couch. Hitoshi sat next to him and leaned on him slightly. Bakugou didn't protest, if anything he started leaning into Hitoshi, too. The coffee was kind of shitty and whatever Bakugou was drinking smelled a little weird. But honestly? It could've been worse.
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Hitoshi hadn't had too much opportunity to check on his blog and the face reveal responses since he posted it. He was kind of busy with the whole Bakugou thing, and teachers decided to drop a shit ton of papers and assignments on them. So while he and Bakugou were sitting on the couch, he pulled his phone out of his bag and opened the blog app.
There were a lot of notifications. Hitoshi opened them up and started scrolling through. Bakugou was just watching the news, still partly asleep. Hitoshi thought he was going to nod off again for a while, but he stayed awake.
The photo that he chose for the face reveal was the one with cat ears. He had planned to use that one before he asked Bakugou, but as second opinion was always good. Most people had just freaked out—strings of gibberish and exclamation points—at first, then it was excitement and congratulating him on hitting 60k, and then came the gushing about how he looked, along with an odd few expressing love for the cat ears and asking where he got them. Hitoshi liked most of them, and deleted a few creepy ones. There were a few people that said they thought they recognized him, and a few DMs that asked if he was from UA. He answered them with a simple response that said he didn't want to share any private information. Then there was the people that reblogged it, leaving comments in the tags. He read through all of those, too.
He started a new text post, and made a brief apology for sort of vanishing without an announcement. He hesitated a bit before he explained why. Should he mention that he was actually dating someone now? And that it was the infamous “Blasty.” Since Bakugou had gotten mentioned quite a lot of his posts, some of his followers wanted to see him, too.
“Hey,” Hitoshi said. Bakugou hummed to show he was paying attention. “Do you mind if I tell my followers that we're dating? I haven't posted in a while, so I need to tell 'em where I went.”
Bakugou looked over and muffled a yawn. He shrugged.
“Like, didn't you say some of your classmates follow me?” Hitoshi asked.
“Everyone knows already,” Bakugou mumbled. “Don't care.”
Hitoshi nodded and typed out the message. He could feel Bakugou looking over his shoulder as he did so. He finished it up, reread for any grammar mistakes—he did that once, and didn't want to relive that—and posted it.
“The hell is that,” Bakugou grumbled. Hitoshi held the phone towards him so he could select whatever he was questioning. He pointed to one of the posts that Hitoshi hadn't seen yet since it appeared when he just refreshed the page. Hitoshi frowned and scrolled down and his eyes widened at the post. “What's a InsomiBlast?”
“...That is called shipping, and not the mailing kind,” Hitoshi said, laughing a little. Sure he saw a few mentions of it, but never a full out post with him tagged in it. Bakugou mumbled something that was probably a question. “It basically means they like the idea of us in a relationship, and want it to be true. Usually it's fandoms, but people get it done to them, too.”
“Well they'll be over the damn moon,” Bakugou snorted. Hitoshi smiled and shrugged, liking the post and reblogging it as Bakugou put his now empty mug on the floor.
The post was a picture, and judging by what the person was saying in the caption and tags, it was done before the face reveal. Hitoshi wondered how he missed a post like that. He was usually on top of that. The main part of the post, was the picture though. It was a drawing of Hitoshi and Bakugou, wearing actually well drawn surgical masks over the bottom halves of their faces, holding hands with a few little hearts in the space around them. The content was innocent, and Hitoshi was grateful. He doubted he'd have been able to come with a good explanation if it was one of the more... not... innocent ones. Bakugou probably would've freaked out, maybe not as much since he seemed so tired, but still.
Bakugou put his chin on Hitoshi's shoulder to watch as he scrolled through his feed. The news got ignored as it went into one of those “life hack” segments. Hitoshi finished off the semi-shitty coffee and put the mug down next to Bakugou's.
“Why the name though?” Bakugou asked. “InsomiBlast?”
“Ship names,” Hitoshi said. “They combine the names of the two people and then it usually just gets referred to as that. So looks like it's either InsomiBlast or Blasti-cat.”
“That's kinda weird,” Bakugou mumbled.
“We're dating, though.”
“Yeah, but they didn't know that. So it's freaky they imagined that shit... What's with the damn psychics recently.”
“Maybe they were always there, but you just didn't notice.”
“Don't say that crap. Even more freaky.”
Bakugou's parents came downstairs about an hour later. It was his mom first, and she yawned a good morning as she went into the kitchen. She shouted that she was making breakfast. His dad came down soon after that, and waved at the two on the couch before moving on to the room near the entrance.
Hitoshi had nodded and waved at them both respectively, but Bakugou just grunted when his mom shouted and didn't seem to notice his dad at all. They stayed on the couch, Hitoshi scrolling through his feed and suggested with Bakugou looking over his shoulder. Compared to the slightly chaotic beginning of the previous night, it was weirdly calm and quiet. Maybe it's because Bakugou was still in the process of waking up. Hitoshi didn't get that either since at school, he always seemed super awake in the morning. Probably because he went to sleep at human hours there, instead however late they ended up staying up that time.
It was also a little weird with how affectionate Bakugou was being. Hitoshi was not complaining, since it meant he got to use Bakugou's body heat, but it was just strange. Bakugou would deny everything if he tried to bring it up. Still if he was an angry pomeranian most of the time, right now he was a puppy pomeranian.
“Oh, wait,” Hitoshi said. Dammit he almost forgot. Bakugou grumbled when he moved and grabbed his bag from where it was sitting. Hitoshi pulled out a plastic bag he threw in there the day before. “I meant to give it you yesterday, but better late than never.”
Bakugou frowned as Hitoshi handed him the plastic bag. He was more awake now, and Hitoshi was glad for that. The reaction wouldn't be nearly as funny if Bakugou was half asleep. Hitoshi put his messenger bag back on the ground and sat back to watch Bakugou open it.
“I'm already scared,” Bakugou muttered as he opened the bag. There was something squishy in the bag, wrapped it white paper. “That's lame ass wrapping.”
“I didn't have time,” Hitoshi rolled his eyes. “It's for a dramatic reveal. C'mon this is one of my greatest achievements.”
“You realize I have to get you some shit now?” Bakugou asked.
“You might not want to after it, just open it,” Hitoshi said, nodding at it.
Bakugou rolled his eyes before hesitantly unwrapping the thing. Hitoshi watched eagerly as Bakugou held it in his hands and stared with wide eyes. He had found it on one of his random trips through an area with small shops. He'd been looking to pick something up for his mom, but when he saw the thing, he had to get it.
“The hell... is this?” Bakugou hissed.
“They didn't have electrocuted pomeranians, but I think it works,” Hitoshi said, grinning.
It was a dog plushie that was roughly the color of Bakugou's hair. The face was kinda small, little black eyes with a small muzzle, and the body was a ball with little nubs for legs. The “fur” on it stuck up in different directions, like Bakugou's hair. There were two ears above the face and a puffy little tail.
Bakugou gave Hitoshi a flat look and the other grinned innocently. Hitoshi couldn't help but start giggling when Bakugou turned the plushie over in his hands. He looked completely done with the situation and huffed.
“You're right I don't want to get you crap,” Bakugou said. Hitoshi laughed and covered his mouth with one hand. He picked up his phone and opened the camera.
“Hold it up?” Hitoshi said. He held hiss phone in front of him and Bakugou gave him an even more exasperated look. The blond reluctantly did as told, faint smile on his face and held it up under his chin. Right before Hitoshi went to take the picture, Bakugou gave a sarcastic smile and flipped the camera off. “Dammit, how do you always do that right before I take the picture?”
“Are you posting that?” Bakugou asked, ignoring Hitoshi's question. He leaned back against the couch and tossed the dog plushie in the air a little.
“Nah,” Hitoshi said, shaking his head. He kept the picture though. “Do you love it?”
“...Wouldn't say that,” Bakugou grumbled, tossing the dog to the side.
Hitoshi laughed again. It was more of a gag gift than an actual one, just to be a little annoying. He had actually gotten it over a week ago, before he and Bakugou started dating, so he never found an opportunity to give it to him. Now wasn't any special occasion, so it might've been out of the blue, but it worked.
Bakugou stretched again, back arching as he reached his arms out over his head. Hitoshi moved back so he was sitting next to him and switched back to the blog app. People were already flipping their shit about the whole boyfriend, since he mentioned it in such an offhand way and reblogged the art. Yeah he'd need to post a more in depth explanation at some point, but that point was not now.
“They freaking out?” Bakugou asked, looking over his shoulder again.
“Their shit is flipped, definitely,” Hitoshi snorted, liking some of the comments that weren't just complete gibberish or 'it's canon' in all capitals. Did canon even apply to real life? That was a question to ask the internet when there wasn't a risk of not-so-innocent thing popping up and Bakugou blowing a fuse. “Congrats, you're gonna need to do a face reveal, too.”
“What,” Bakugou said.
“Yup, they're already demanding, see,” Hitoshi nodded, showing him some of the comments that were begging and demanding to see Bakugou's face now so more fanart could be drawn. “How does it feel being semi-internet famous?”
“Why the hell do they want to draw me?” Bakugou grumbled. “Can't we just post some pictures and they'll be happy?”
“Because I highly doubt you want me to post us doing some of the things that they'll draw.”
“... Should I be scared?”
Shinsou left an hour after they ate breakfast. Katsuki's mom hugged him before he left and Katsuki's dad wished him a good day. Shinsou had all his stuff back in his bag and they cleaned up all the bedding from the living room.
Then, he and Katsuki both spent a time in the bathroom trying to fix their hair so it wasn't going crazy everywhere. It was a horribly lost cause for Shinsou, and he said he was suffering as he tried to get his hair back. Katsuki watched his fruitless efforts with a grin. He got the knots out of his own hair and then shook his head until it stuck up on its own. Shinsou gave him a dirty look at that as he gave up trying to style his hair. Katsuki just snorted at his expression when Shinsou stared in the mirror of the bathroom from under the hair that fell in front on eyes. Shinsou ended tying his hair back with one of the hair ties he carries around. Apparently he started bringing three around with him at all times after the “fountain incident” in case a similar thing occurred—he said it was an “occupational hazard” while dating Katsuki.
Katsuki walked Shinsou out. Shinsou said he was going to nap for ten years before he waved and walked away. Katsuki rolled his eyes and waved back at him as he went down the street. It was still cold, so Shinsou had himself wrapped up in his coat and scarf like it was far below freezing. Katsuki just walked out in a sweatshirt. Shinsou was probably right about the difference in their body temperatures, but he didn't really notice when—
Nope not thinking about that. He didn't want to think about whatever he must've done while asleep. The fact he somehow ended up pulling Shinsou's hair was enough information he needed.
Katsuki went back inside when Shinsou got around a corner. He wandered back into the living room. He picked up the plastic bag and paper the dog plushie was in and threw it out. He picked up the plushie and went upstairs to his room. When he got inside, he kicked the door shut behind him and sat down on the bed with the plush in his lap. He turned it so he looked it in its little face. It was super soft and honestly adorable. He'd never say any of that outloud. Especially not that he actually really did like it.
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The first days back at school were a little rough. Katsuki kind of missed eating whenever he wanted—he didn't stuff his face, no way in hell, but it was nice having snacks and shit when he felt like it. Kirishima asked him how hanging out with Shinsou was. He got kick out of Katsuki being a relationship for whatever reason, and was really curious. Ashido did, too, but was more invasive. Kaminari was convinced there was something else going on, but he was pretty much in denial.
It seemed almost the entire class agreed Todoroki would be the first to start dating any—pretty boy, rich family, hero student, et cetera. Katsuki knew it was kind of crappy to see his and Shinsou's relationship as a way of winning, and that wasn't all of it. But damn if it didn't feel good.
Shinsou ended up out of town for the rest of the vacation—some family thing with his cousins—so he and Katsuki didn't spend any more time with each other that week. They texted regularly, and Shinsou vented about annoying, conservative family members that didn't like the idea of him dating a guy. Shinsou dismissed every offer Katsuki made to come up there and slap sense into people, but Katsuki was still kind of pissed Shinsou had to deal with ridicule from that side, too.
When they all went back to the dorms, hero students had to be there earlier for some special class, so Katsuki didn't see him all day—because of course the class didn't finish and had to continue into lunch. Katsuki had thought he'd stand out with a bag that he hadn't left with. His mom made him bring more of his clothes, since she didn't want to keep seeing them in the wash because somehow they ended up there. Almost everyone in his class had a bag when they walked in to put their stuff away before the class. When the four idiots found him on the way in and walked with him to talk, he learned that Kirishima's parents did almost the same thing, as well as Deku and a few other people in their class.
Katsuki dumped most of the contents of his bag into his closet for later sorting. Usually, he would've just tossed the bag in and left, but there was another thing in the bag. The dog plush. He left it in the bag and put it near the pillows on his bed. Kirishima walked out of his room a second before Katsuki, so the redhead made sure to keep him company on the walk there.
After the day, Katsuki shut himself away in his room. Ashido complained she didn't get to brag about her awesome vacation yet, and Sero said the same thing. Katsuki just yelled at them that he was tired, went upstairs and locked the room behind him.
The dog plush was taken out of the bag and he looked around the room. He usually kept the door locked, but he swore that one time Kaminari picked the lock when they tried to prank him by getting into his room and drawing on his face. That incident ended with Kaminari pinned to the ground of the common room and Katsuki scribbling things on him. Regardless, Katsuki was now cautious and locked the door that lead into the building and the veranda doors, just to be sure. Still, he was on edge about the four idiots getting in somehow, so he didn't know where to put it.
Katsuki brought it with him because he did like it—and he'd probably only ever admit that to himself, maybe Shinsou, but unlikely. But if Kaminari or Ashido, maybe Sero if he felt up to it, found out it'd be hell. He'd never hear the end of it. So a semi hiding place was necessary. Katsuki climbed onto his bed on his knees and started to rearrange the pillows. He only had a few, along with a bunched up blanket near the head of the bed because he didn't know where else to put it. He put the dog plush on the corner of his bed, where the wall bordering Kirishima's room met the one that had the door to the hall. He moved the pillows so the plush was mostly hidden, and if anyone noticed, it would be passed off as another pillow or blanket. Good enough.
He stayed there the rest of the day, and he and Shinsou started texting after they both finished homework. Apparently Shinsou lost his voice when out of town, so he wasn't up to skype or talk on the phone.
In the mornings, Katsuki and Shinsou realized going outside in the gym area was a bad idea with the cold, and Shinsou kept complaining, so Katsuki relocated to one of the indoor gyms used by everyone. There were a few more people there. People from 1-B working out, but not the ones that tried picking a fight with Katsuki ages ago. Some kids from other departments were there talking, too, just hanging out in the space until classes start. A few looked over when Katsuki and Shinsou walked in. Most ignored them as just other people using the space, but the others stared. There were three tiered bleachers set up against the walls either side of the door. Shinsou went over to the bleachers on the left—everyone else was over on the right in their little groups. So that was their new place until the cold went away. One girl from 1-B—a girl with orange hair—greeted Katsuki, but that was it. No one else tried to approach them on any of the days that week they went into that space.
The rest of the week passed without any abnormalities. Shinsou's voice was still gone. He could speak, full sentences at least, but still sounded like shit and didn't want to talk much because it could get worse. So no phone calls and on skype calls, he didn't talk that much as they watched whatever show they picked out.
Friday night, Katsuki avoided the 1-A movie night before they even started getting set up and locked himself in his room. Shinsou had given him his account information for an anime streaming site so he could catch up on one of the longer series while Shinsou wasn't around or up to watch with him. So that's what he was doing. It was one with over four hundred episodes, so Katsuki figured it wouldn't hurt to keep watching them on his own. He got hooked even if he complained about it at first. He got settled lying down on his stomach on the bed, laptop in front of him, using the dog plush as a chin rest.
It was in the middle of an intense episode moment when a knocking came on the door. Katsuki jolted and hurriedly paused the episode so he didn't miss anything. He yanked his headphones off and sat back.
“What?!” he shouted at the door.
“Bakugou, let us in!” Kaminari's voice said. Katsuki scowled and looked down before he stood up. Shit the dog thing. He grabbed it and jammed it back in the corner a little rougher than necessary. He tossed the bunched up blanket on top of it and pushed the pillows around it. It took longer than he thought to make it look natural. “Bakugou! Hello?”
“Give me a damn minute!” Katsuki snapped. He decided the pillows were put in a decent enough position. He sighed a little and closed his laptop before answering the door. He slammed it open and glared at the two outside. It was Kaminari, who jumped at the sudden motion, and Kirishima, who just snorted at Kaminari's reaction. “What do you want?”
“Dude, chill,” Kaminari said. He smirked a little. “We interrupt you in your boyfriend talking or something?”
“I'll throw you down the stairs, discount pikachu,” Katsuki growled. Kaminari held his hands up in mock surrender and took a step back. “Now just tell me what the hell you want.”
“There's like a festival-party thing going on downtown tomorrow,” Kirishima said. “It's supposed to be pretty warm, so we thought it'd be cool to go. Ashido's bringing Hagakure, and they want you to bring Shinsou.”
“...I'll ask him, but tell those annoying asses to piss off,” Katsuki said.
Kirishima laughed and nodded. Kaminari and him walked away, Kirishima wishing Katsuki a good night before they went down stairs. Katsuki went back into his room and closed the door. He sat back down on his bed and pulled out his phone, opening up Shinsou and his conversation.
Me: the four idiots invited us to a festival-party thing dwntwn tmrw
Me: i know ur voice is shit rn but raccoon-eyes is bringing invisigirl and she's ur fangirl
Hitoshit: I heard of that thing, and sure as long as they know I'm probs not gonna talk.
Me: u carry ur phone everywhere anyway
Me: just type shit
Hitoshit: Gasp
Hitoshit: Be the shinra to my celty
Me: wtf
Hitoshit: Shit you haven't seen that
Hitoshit: We're watching Durarara when I don't sound like crap
Me: whatever
Me: night
Hitoshit: Night
It was warmer the next day, enough that Katsuki only had a jacket on over normal clothes. When he and the other four were going to leave, he texted shinsou to tell him. He got no response, so he said that he and Shinsou would meet them there. It was a little under an hour when Shinsou answered him.
Hitoshit: Omg sry I was sleeping
Hitoshit: U still there?
Me: yeah
Me: don't worry the four idiots and invisigirl went ahead
Hitoshit: Dammit, I'm sorry
Me: chill
Me: just tell me when ur rdy
Hitoshit: Give me ten minutes, meet you at the gate?
Me: sure
Katsuki sorted out a few things in his room for a couple minutes. Then he left and waited by the front gate. A few other students were going in and out of the campus. Soon, Shinsou showed up. He was wrapped in his giant black coat and purple scarf pulled above his nose. He had actual boots on, the kind you're supposed to wear in winter, and dark pants. He walked up to Katsuki and pulled out his phone. He opened a writing app and typed a message and showed it to Katsuki.
“Seriously?” Katsuki sighed. He could tell Shinsou was smiling even without seeing his mouth. Shinsou slid his phone back into his coat pocket. “C'mon, let's get going then.”
The group was hanging out near some stone surrounded tree plot. A lot of kids from other schools were walking around. There were booths and little carts set up, selling food. It was some out of nowhere celebration that Katsuki probably should've known, but he didn't really care. Kaminari and Sero already had food in their hands, eating. Kirishima had some hot drink. Hagakure and Ashido weren't there, and Katsuki guessed they were off filling their arms with food somewhere.
Katsuki stopped before they went over to them and got some food with Shinsou at one of the carts. Shinsou got a hot drink, telling Katsuki that he heard it helped with losing his voice, Katsuki got something spicy. Katsuki felt kind of shitty for asking Shinsou to come with them, since he knew Shinsou was really sensitive to cold and it could make his throat worse. He asked about it once as they walked over, but Shinsou dismissed it and said it wasn't that big of a deal. Katsuki shoved off any hesitation he had and held his hand out. It Shinsou a second before he pulled his hand out of his pocket and grabbed Katsuki's. Shinsou's hand was cold as hell, but Katsuki's were a lot warmer than normal people's. It balanced out, at least. Katsuki smiled a little but crushed it down as they walked towards the group.
“'Sup assholes,” Katsuki said as greeting when he and Shinsou stopped next to the group. Kirishima looked over and smiled.
“Hey!” he said. “Cool to see you again, Shinsou.”
Shinsou nodded. Kirishima looked confused for a second and Katsuki jumped in before any insult was accidentally taken.
“He lost his voice,” Katsuki explained. Kirishima's eyes widened and he nodded in understanding quickly.
“Damn that sucks,” Kaminari said. “I got sick and lost my voice over vacation.”
“Good, no one had to hear the shit you try to say,” Katuski said immediately. Shinsou snorted, mid sip of his drink and coughed a little. Sero chuckled and Kirishima laughed at Kaminari's expression.
“Stop doing this shit to me, man,” Kaminari whined. “Why me?”
“You make it too damn easy, shitty pikachu.”
Before anything else could be said, Ashido and Hagakure popped up. The second Hagakure saw Shinsou, she squealed. Like Katsuki guessed, they had at least four trays of food each. Hagakure rushed to put hers on the small stone wall around the tree plot that Kaminari was sitting on. She did it badly and it almost fell off a few times, but once it was stable she turned to Shinsou and bounced eagerly.
“Oh my god, oh my god!” she said quickly. Shinsou looked confused for a second. He glanced down at Katsuki and the blond mouthed 'fangirl'. “You're Insomi-cat. I love your blog so much. You're so cool. Oh my god, does that mean Bakugou's Blasty? I should've recognized his hair.”
Shinsou snickered at that and Katsuki gave him a dirty look. Hagakure gushed for a minute and she took out her phone—bear case and cutesy charms.
“Can I get a picture with you?” she asked. Shinsou paused a little before nodded. Katsuki could tell by the look on his face that he wasn't expecting that. Shinsou leaned down slightly as Hagakure turned and held up the camera to get a picture. When it was done, Hagakure bounced back and started hitting buttons on her phone. “Do you mind if I post this?”
Shinsou shook his head and waved the hand with his drink in it slightly to basically say go for it. Hagakure thanked him and went back next to Ashido, who was sitting on the stone thing next to Kaminari, typing away on her phone.
They stuck around there for a bit. No one asked about or pointed out Katsuki and Shinsou holding hand. They probably didn't notice, because they would definitely point it out if they did and teasing would ensue. Hagakure got over her over excitement pretty quickly and seamlessly joined one of the conversations the four idiots started up. Everything was good, in all honesty. Shinsou's hand wasn't ice cold but Katsuki's wasn't sweating so there was no risk of explosions. Katsuki made some comments about people walking by to Shinsou to break the silence—it was the comfortable kind, but it was still kind of weird without Shinsou talking about something.
“Hey, Bakugou,” Kaminari piped up. “There're some game booths down the street. I bet I can beat you at one of them.”
“When I win?” Katsuki asked.
“You mean if?” Hagakure said.
“When,” Katsuki repeated.
“If you win,” Kaminari began. Katsuki rolled his eyes. “I'll do your homework.”
“Hell no, you suck at that shit,” Katuski snapped. Kaminari looked vaguely insulted. “But I'll kick your ass for free. Let's go.”
Chapter Text
The “games” were the rigged kinds at carnivals. Everyone in their little group realized that but they still payed up to play. First it was just Kaminari against Katsuki, but then one way or another, it ended up being Kaminari, Ashido, and Hagakure against Katsuki and Sero. The guy running it looked a little helpless as they started shouting at each other. Shinsou and Kirishima stood back and watched the chaos. Kirishima said encouragements a few times, only to be flipped off by Katsuki.
After the third attempt, Katsuki was taking it as a matter of pride to get one of the prizes. He snapped at the group that they were all teaming up to get a prize. They agreed, and soon it was Katsuki controlling and the other shouting things in his ears that were supposed to help him. It wasn't a good plan and Katsuki regretted his choices. They did win, and Ashido tried to take credit since she was the one to say something just before Katuski beat it. She ended up taking the shitty prize as a trophy. It wasn't like Katsuki wanted it, so he didn't care, winning was just a matter of pride so he was content with that. Then Kaminari said he could beat all of them at another game. That continued for a while.
It was starting to get dark when Katsuki stopped playing. Lights were going on in the area and it got a little colder. Kaminari tried to call him chicken, but Katsuki said he was tired of kicking all their asses. The others kept playing and Katsuki kept shouting stuff at them even if he wasn't involved. Kirishima and Shinsou followed them around, but didn't get involved. Eventually, yelling at the idiots playing the games got boring, so Katsuki watched as they failed miserably.
Katsuki looked back at where Kirishima and Shinsou were standing. Kirishima was saying something. Katsuki couldn't hear it—Ashido was screaming about something and there were different conversations everywhere. Shinsou nodded and smiled at whatever Kirishima said. Katsuki relaxed marginally at that. He really didn't want Shinsou to get messed with when he was already sick, and while he doubted Kirishima would do any of that on purpose, he still had to worry. Kirishima said something else, a nervous smile on his face, and that's when Katsuki felt like it went to shit. Shinsou's smiled dropped and he nodded slightly. Kirishima kept going with whatever he was saying, gesturing with one of his hands dismissively. Shinsou's expression didn't change and he looked down at his feet, just nodding again. Then he pulled out his phone for the first time that night, unlocking it and going through the motions to open the blog app.
Something definitely went to shit. Katsuki left the group at the game booth and walked over to them. They were standing at another one of the short stone walls around a tree plot. Shinsou was half sitting on it and Kirishima was just standing next to it. Katsuki stopped in front of them.
“Hey, Bakugou, what's up?” Kirishima asked.
“They suck, not worth kicking their asses any more,” Katsuki said, glancing over his shoulder at where the others were losing their shit over some part of the game. He looked down at Shinsou, who looked up one time before going back to his phone. “What ya talking about?”
“Not much,” Kirishima shrugged, smiling. “Just how it is to deal with you.”
Katsuki growled at him and Kirishima laughed. He excused himself and went over where the others were to join in on their chaos. Katsuki sat down next to Shinsou and looked over at his phone. Shinsou was going through his feed.
“You okay?” Katsuki asked after a long moment of silence. The others were moving onto a different game. Kirishima looked over at Katsuki and Shinsou, but Katsuki just waved him off and they went without the two. It wasn't that far, and it wasn't like they'd be lost. Shinsou paused, looking over at him before nodding. He adjusted his scarf to be over his nose and mouth again and went back to his phone. “Y' sure?”
“Jus' feel bad,” Shinsou said. His voice was scratchy and rough, and he winced a little when he finished saying it.
“Shitty throat?” Katsuki asked. Shinsou nodded again. “Do you... wanna head back to the dorms?--” Shinsou hesitated and then nodded. Katsuki pushed off the wall and stood up “--C'mon I'll head back with you.”
“Ya don't have to do that,” Shinsou muttered. He stood up next to Katsuki. “I can go back alone, no big deal... Hang out with your friends.”
Katsuki stared at him for a second. Something was wrong. Katsuki knew that expression from when Shinsou and him weren't talking after his mini-crisis. He wanted to know what it was this time, but Shinsou couldn't talk well enough to explain anything and he didn't want to make Shinsou's voice any worse.
“They're lame anyways,” Katsuki said. He grabbed Shinsou's freehand where it was hanging at his side. Shinsou grabbed back a little hesitantly. “Ditching them's not a big deal. Invisigirl got her picture, so she'll stop being an annoying ass now. Wanna get something for your throat?”
“...You sure you wanna leave?” Shinsou asked quietly. It was a little hard to understand it with how his voice was, but it was also pretty quiet away fromt the game booths, so Katsuki didn't have to ask him to repeat it.
“I wouldn't ask this shit if I didn't want to,” Katsuki shrugged. Shinsou looked over at him, putting his phone in sleep mode and putting it in one of the pockets of his coat.
“They're your friends, you really sure?” Shinsou said. Katsuki sighed and looked over at where the group was huddled together.
“They're assholes,” Katsuki snapped. Shinsou let out a laugh that sounded a little like a cough. “And you're my boyfriend, you take priority. 'Sepcially when you sound or feel like crap. So stop somewhere to get some shit for your throat?”
Shinsou was quiet before he nodded and tightened his hold on Katsuki's hand. Katsuki dug his phone out of his pocket and they started walking away from the cluster of game booths. Shinsou had his out again, and Katsuki could see he was searching up things for his throat. Katsuki shot a message to Kirishima.
Me: shinsou's feeling sick i'm taking him back 2 dorms
Shitty-hair: K then! See u later!
Katsuki shoved his phone away and Shinsou found some restaurant that supposed to have stuff that usually helped with stuff like that. They looked at the map and went in that direction. It wasn't too far and Katsuki already knew where it was. Ashido took him and the others with her when she tried to do a “cleanse” she saw online because the restaurant had some of the stuff that the instructions said to drink—she only lasted half a week. Shinsou laughed a little when Katsuki told him that, but it broke out into coughs.
They reached part of the streets where less people were. Most of them were just clustered at the booths and carts. That area was decorated heavily, and Katsuki still had no idea what it was for when they turned the corner down the street with the restaurant on it. They were quiet the entire way.
The restaurant was small and looked like a place where you'd meditate or some spiritual shit like that—at least in Katsuki's opinion. Dark walls, mahogany floors, booths with dark red padding and small tables scattered around the center of the room. The lights were dim and there were a few other groups of people sitting around. There were abstract paintings that Katsuki guessed were supposed to be “relaxing” but he didn't get it, and the quiet music was instrumental—violins, he thought, other things he had no clue about, and some chimes.
There was a dark haired woman at the counter, wearing a dress with the name of the restaurant on it and a name tag. She was older with some gray in her hair. She hadn't been looking up at the door when Katsuki and Shinsou walked it. A few people sitting at the tables glanced up, but just looked away after that initial reaction was over. The woman at the counter looked up, cheery smile on her face as she looked them up and down. Her smile fell as they came up to the counter.
“Hello,” she said. She smiled again, but it was strained. “How can I help you?”
“Table for two,” Katsuki said.
“Booth, please,” Shinsou added.
The woman nodded and reached down to grab menus from behind that counter. Katsuki narrowed his eyes a little bit. She looked like someone insulted her, and Katsuki noticed she was looking down at their hands a few too many times to be natural. He resisted from rolling his eyes. There was no way in hell they were about to get yelled at by some damn conservative woman they didn't know.
She led them to a table near the back of the restaurant. A booth pressed against in the corner of two walls. Katsuki sat on the side that had a wall behind it and Shinsou on the other. The woman gave them their menus and asked them for their drink orders. Katsuki just got water and Shinsou read the drink he found online off his phone. The woman nodded, wrote it down, and walked off.
“What were you and shitty-hair talking about?” Katsuki asked after they both picked out their food. Shinsou leaned back and just looked down at his lap. He shrugged.
“Told you, nothing,” Shinsou said. Katsuki really didn't want to make him talk with a throat that bad, but he wasn't screwing up again. Shinsou over thought crap all the time, and if Katsuki let him they'd end up not talking again. They just sorted it out, and he didn't want to go back to square one.
“It wasn't nothing, shithead,” Katsuki sighed, rolling his eyes. “What did he talk to you about?”
“...He had a crush on you in the first few weeks,” Shinsou muttered after a tense moment. The other conversations were louder and people in them too invested to notice the two of them, but Katuski didn't think either of them really wanted to talk about this here. Katsuki didn't want the two of them out in the cold in case Shinsou got more sick. He didn't whine or complain about it, but still. “That right?”
“Apparently,” Katsuki said, crossing his arms and leaning forward and resting his elbows on the table. “He said he's over it, though.”
“Said that, too,” Shinsou said nodding slightly. He still had his scarf up over his face. He sighed and shook his head. “'M overthinking it, just forget it.”
“What,” Katsuki started. “Are you overthinking?”
Shinsou stayed quiet and looked down at his lap, messing with his hands. He was quiet for seconds that felt a lot longer.
“You never liked him back,” Shinsou said, more like he was telling himself more than anything. Katsuki frowned. He had an idea of where it was going, and he did not like it. “Right? That's... that's how it was?”
“Yes,” Katsuki said. Shinsou looked up at him and Katsuki could tell he was nervous or something like that. “I wasn't even thinking about dating anyone back then... But what else? There has to be more, you wouldn't let that shit get to you so fast unless there was something else.”
“...Are you sure?” Shinsou asked. Katsuki just waited for him to elaborate and Shinsou huffed. “I'll admit it with no shame, he's hot and if he knew what the hell to do with his hair he'd be even hotter. So are you sure?”
“I wouldn't say it if I wasn't,” Katsuki stated. The woman came by and dropped off their drinks with a quiet 'enjoy' and they ordered. She walked away quickly, and Katsuki was actually a little grateful for that. “What else?”
“You... god you're so stubborn,” Shinsou grumbled. He took a long sip from his drink and settled a little deeper into the booth seat. Katsuki just raised both his eyebrows and waited for Shinsou to keep going. It was contradicting that he didn't want Shinsou's throat to get worse, but they were not going back to square one. No way in hell. “You do realize that he'd probably better than me, right?--” Katsuki blinked slowly. He held back the immediate comments he wanted to make because he knew Shinsou wasn't done “--Like, in every way? You guys are gonna graduate and go pro, and if you're with him instead of me, you guys could be like... the ultimate team and power couple. So sorry if I'm a little put off by the fact he had a damn crush on you. I'm sick, maybe my body is messing with my head, but why be interested in me when you have people like him?”
Shinsou's voice cracked a little at the end. Katsuki didn't like the sound of that in the context. He slumped his shoulders forward and drank his drink through the straw it came with. He looked anywhere but Katsuki across the table. Katsuki stared at him blankly before he frowned.
“Because I am,” Katsuki said. He kept his volume in check, so that it wasn't heard above the chatting of the other people. Shinsou still didn't look up at him, and just shifted. “What other proof do you need? I'm dating you, not him. Who cares what the hell might happen if I did? I... I told you when we first sorted this shit out that I don't know what I am attraction wise, and that I liked you. Because I do. And realize that I'm not gonna repeat this crap since it's cheesy as hell, but I. Like. You. I know you're not happy with not being in the hero course, and I know you've been with those asshole family members of yours that're still against relationships like ours. But it doesn't matter with us. Got it? I couldn't give less of a shit if you're in the hero classes, or if your family doesn't like the idea. I wouldn't be dating you if I didn't want to or mean it when I say I like you.”
“I think that's the most you've ever said to me about this,” Shinsou said quietly. The scarf was down now, and he was smiling faintly but still looking down at his lap. “But... You're sure? Like one hundred percent? I can get annoying and clingy and I know we're still in that honeymoon stage, so I'm warning you now.”
“Have you seen the idiots I hang out with?” Katsuki snorted. “I can take annoying. Plus I'm gonna drown you in crappy affection until you get over this shit."
Shinsou laughed a little and he started coughing again. He cleared his throat as best as he could and let out a sigh.
“Works for me, but I'll still give you crap for it,” Shinsou said, smiling a little wider. Katsuki smirked and snickered a little. “...I'm still gonna worry, though... so sorry if I get possessive or any of that.”
“I punched someone in the face,” Katsuki stated. Shinsou grinned. “I doubt you could do worse.”
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It was the next Monday, and Hitoshi was still slightly emotionally exhausted. His voice was still kind of shitty, but it was getting better. A few more days and he'd be fine, he thought. As long as there weren't any sudden talking sessions with Bakugou, he'd be fine. Hitoshi put himself on a strict minimum speech policy, and he told Bakugou about it, and the blond agreed. But other than that, it was business as usual.
Hitoshi met Bakugou in the halls on the way there, and fell into step next to each other. Bakugou grabbed Hitoshi's hand as they walked, and Hitoshi smiled a little at that. Bakugou did say he was going to be “drowned” in that kind of thing, but Hitoshi doubted it'd get as intense as other people might had laid it on. Regardless, Hitoshi would take it with pride considering how almost all the people in UA felt about Bakugou.
The indoor gym had the usual people, with a few more Gen Ed kids Hitoshi recognized. One of the girls that specifically had a fear of his quirk was walking towards the door. She jolted when she saw Bakugou, who walked in first, and then she froze when she saw Hitoshi. She stared at them like a deer in headlights. Hitoshi had a rough idea of how it probably looked—one of the most dangerous hero students with a literally explosive temper, and the kid that could make you do whatever he wanted if you slipped up hanging out. She looked them up and down nervously. Bakugou ignored her and Hitoshi glanced over at her once before going back to his phone. She paused in her slight trembling and the fright changed into confusion.
A few other people glanced over at them as they walked in, but the people that were usually there just signed them off as new regulars, and left them to their own thing. It was a unsaid agreement that everyone minded their own business and didn't try to be too buddy-buddy. The orange haired girl said hello every now and then, but didn't push for conversation, and she did that to almost everyone. The new ones stared a second too long—enough for Hitoshi to feel it and shoot them a glance. They were Gen Ed, and they didn't try to look again.
Hitoshi and Bakugou put their stuff on the empty half of the bleachers. Bakugou got out his earbuds and phone for music. Hitoshi settled himself down on the second tier of the bench and stretched his legs out with a yawn. He grabbed the thermos from Bakugou's bag, and the other already had his own drink.
The morning passed without any craziness and they went their separate ways to classes after Bakugou changed. Hitoshi didn't finish his coffee, so he kept thermos and would drop it off at lunch.
When Hitoshi walked into his room, he was one of the few there and just sat down at his desk as more people flooded into the room. The girl from the morning was talking to her group of friends and Hitoshi felt them look over at him a few times. He ignored it—sometimes they just talked, so it wasn't too important—and when the teacher came in, he put his phone on silent and shoved it in his bag.
Hitoshi looked up, caught off guard. The teacher just stepped out of the room to get some things and conversation erupted. Hitoshi accepted that he'd never really be part of that, so he wasn't expecting it. He looked over to his side. The girl from the morning was diagonally in front of him on the right. She was turned in her seat to face him. The other two around him—the guy in front and another girl to his right turned to her in surprise that she was even talking to Hitoshi.
He nodded to show he was listening and the girl hesitated. She glanced back at her friend that sat next to her and the others that were further in the front of the room. They were all looking back with eager faces. Other conversations were going on around them, but all of her friends seemed to be trying to listen in.
“Ar... um... Are you gay?” she asked quickly. Hitoshi's eyes widened and the guy in front of him turned to face him. The girl next to him gawked. He dug in his bag and pulled out his phone and opened a writing app. He typed something and showed it to her.
Why do you ask?
She read it outloud under her breath and shifted in her seat. She probably didn't want to be talking to him at all—she was one of the ones that feared for her life with Hitoshi around. She played with her hands, and glanced around. The other guy and girl were now listening intently, and the person in front of the guy seemed to be listening in, too.
“T-This—I... I'm just curious,” she stuttered. Hitoshi frowned and took his phone, typing out another message and showing it to her.
Demi or somewhere on the bi spectrum. Your point?
She read it in a mutter, and the guy in front of Hitoshi leaned over to read it. The girl next to him did the same, but patiently waited the rest of the . The guy gave Hitoshi a mixed look—surprise, confusion, and something else.
“Well... I, uh, saw you and explosive g-guy from the hero course...walking together and...” the girl said. A few other people seemed to listen in when they heard that. Hitoshi nodded slowly, pulling his phone back. The girl looked even more nervous and she glanced back at her friends again who just mouthed 'go for it'. She turned to Hitoshi again and took a deep breath before blurting it out. “Are you dating him?”
Hitoshi's eyes widened and he knew his face was heating up a little. Shit she saw them holding hands. There was a tense moment in their conversation where everyone listening turned and made it obvious. A few more girls were staring than the original's friend group. Hitoshi knew why. All the hero students were a bit adored by them, and he overheard way too many conversations of them gushing about who they'd want to date. Bakugou got talked about a lot, but most of them agreed on the same thing—he was too aggressive and violent.
A small smile appeared on Hitoshi face and he snickered a little. He raised an eyebrow and smirked.
“Jealous?” he asked quietly, but enough so that the people just around them heard.
The girl gasped loudly, and nodded frantically back to her friends who started freaking out, too. The other girl next to him's mouth fell open and she stared with wide eyes. The eavesdroppers hurriedly told their own friends that didn't hear it and Hitoshi could feel more and more eyes turning towards him. The guy jumped to his feet and slammed his hands down on Hitoshi's desk.
“You're dating a hero student!?” he shouted. Everyone was looking now. Hitoshi rolled his eyes. The guy stared down at him. “How the hell did you end up with a hero student?!”
Hitoshi just smiled innocently. It was funny seeing the people freaking out and wanting to hear more explanation, but not getting any. The guy looked particularly annoyed in confused and growled under his breath. The teacher came back, and everyone sat down if they were standing and turned to face the front of the room. Hitoshi quickly put his phone away and started thinking about how he could get out of there without getting stopped when lunch came around.
Catsuki: eat lunch with me and the four idiots?
Me: Yeah, okay
Me: Btw I'm hiding in the bathroom rn bc my class found out that I'm dating u
Catsuki: they freaking out?
Me: Oh yeah
Catsuki: cuz ur dating a hero student or that im a guy
Me: Hero student mostly, but some r weirded out by the guy thing
Catsuki: rub it in
Me: Trust me, I did
Catsuki: good
Catsuki: shit like that is y I date u
Me: aww sweet
Me: Meet me outside cafeteria?
Catsuki: yeah k
Me: Remember I'm on a minimum talk thing
Catsuki: i'm not stupid
Hitoshi put his phone away and left the bathroom. He had gone there in an effort to throw off the people that were trying to question him. Normally, he'd just answer, and they'd go silent out of fear, and answer with a nod or shaking their head before leaving. But now, it seemed their curiosity overrode any hesitation they had around him.
Hitoshi quickly made his way to the cafeteria, and Bakugou was outside like he said he'd be. When Hitoshi walked up next to him, they went into the cafeteria. Bakugou led him to the table with the others. It was a booth table. Kaminari, Ashido, and Sero were on one side, and Kirishima was on the other. Bakugou glanced over at Hitoshi and nodded to the seat, offering him the spot next to Kirishima. Hitoshi nodded and sat down, putting his bag by his feet, and Bakugou sat down next to him.
Bakugou was at least trying to be considerate with Hitoshi small jealousy. He doubted that Bakugou told Kirishima what happened, and what he did wrong, but if anything like that came up again, Bakugou probably would go off. Hitoshi didn't hate Kirishima, or any of Bakugou's friends, really, and he wasn't going to subject any of them to that kind of rage. So he didn't make a big deal out of an offhand comment.
When Hitoshi and Bakugou sat down, the others barely acknowledged them as they sat down. Bakugou already had his lunch and Hitoshi had his own packed, so he took it out and started to eat. Gen Ed kids from his class walked by and stared, or stared from nearby tables. Bakugou noticed it when the third person walked by, staring at them. He looked over at Hitoshi, who had a small, smug smile on his face.
“Gen Ed kids?” Bakugou asked quietly. Hitoshi nodded, and Bakugou snorted, shaking his head with a smirk. “Damn.”
“You still sick, Shinsou?” Ashido asked. Hitoshi went back to a neutral face and nodded. “That sucks... How long you think you're gonna be sick?”
Hitoshi leaned down and dug his phone out of his bag. He opened the writing app again and typed.
A day or two. Just not talking today so it doesn't get worse.
“Hmm, guess that makes sense,” Ashido nodded. “I wanted to make Katy Perry jokes though...”
Sorry, maybe later. I'm always up for making fun of Katy.
“Awesome!” Ashido laughed. “Oh and thanks for taking that picture with Hagakure, she was super excited even if you guys left early!”
“You didn't have to come with us, you know?” Kaminari said. “I know like Sero and I didn't meet you until then, but like... If you were that sick, you didn't have to.”
Nbd. I got free food, so it's cool.
Kaminari snickered at that and Ashido smiled. Sero and Kirishima were having their own little conversations—they were sitting across from each other. Bakugou grabbed Hitoshi's wrist and turned the phone screen to him so he could read the message. He rolled his eyes and let go when he did, and Hitoshi smiled.
“Oh, and by the way,” Ashido started. “Yaomomo is a fan, too. And now she's like... lowkey jealous of Hagakure. Just a heads up, if you start hanging out with us more she might walk up to you.”
Hitoshi nodded and put his phone away, going back to his lunch. The others went off on their own conversation and Hitoshi and Bakugou stayed quiet. A few other people gave them weird looks—people from the other Gen Ed, a few 1-B hero students—but just kept walking. People from Hitoshi's class still stared at them at different points. It only seemed Bakugou and Hitoshi were aware of them, as the other four just kept talking to each other.
It was almost the end of lunch when Hitoshi brought his phone out again and typed a message to show Bakugou a little under the table. Bakugou looked down when he saw Hitoshi showing him the screen out of sight from the other four.
Is it annoying? The stares and shit.
Bakugou reached down and typed out his own message as the four started cackling about something.
Nah. Don't matter anyways. They were gonna find out anyways.
Hitoshi shrugged, closed the app and put his phone away. Bakugou rested his elbow on the table and put his chin in his palm. Hitoshi grabbed his other hand that was down on the seat as nonchalantly as possible. Bakugou glanced back at him and Hitoshi just smirked a little. Bakugou rolled his eyes, faint smiled on his face before he forced it down and snapped some insult to Kaminari. He didn't try to move his hand though.
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It was a 1-A outing to celebrate... whatever. Katsuki didn't pay attention to that part. The class prez announced it loudly before movie night, and before Katuski got a chance to go upstairs after grabbing some food and a drink. They'd be going to the movies and mall, altogether to see one of the new movies. It was so sudden, Katsuki didn't get a chance to message Shinsou about it. Shinsou and him didn't talk that night—a giant project for Gen Ed that he had to work on with some other people—and Katsuki thought he'd remember to text him the following morning. He didn't. Then, the class prez made some huge deal about how phones were not allowed unless someone else called or messaged first. Katsuki didn't want to deal with him yelling about Katsuki texting someone in the middle of the mall, so he didn't text Shinsou at all. Shinsou didn't' text him, either, so he assumed that other was busy.
The mall was pretty crowded, but it was mid-day on the weekend, and it was expected. So maybe the class prez could have figured out a better time if he was going to make everyone go and hang out together at the mall. The class split off into their own little groups, and the class prez made sure at least one responsible person was in a chat that he'd use to tell them when to be at the theater. So in a group of Katsuki, Ashido, Sero, Kaminari, and Kirishima, Sero was put in the chat and was in charge of getting them there on time for them to all get seats together and food.
None of them had anything specific they wanted to do or get, so they just roamed around. Eventually, Ashido said she needed to go get more makeup in one of the big department stores. Sero, Kirishima, and Kaminari made some excuse about how they wanted to get something else in another store. Katsuki somehow ended up getting dragged with Ashido since she needed someone's feedback who wouldn't be afraid to hurt her feelings. It wasn't incorrect that Katsuki fit that description, but it was just annoying. The other three ran off in some other direction and Katsuki gave up fighting Ashido's grip and just followed her. Not like he had anything else to do. She eventually let go and they made their way to the store.
“So, Shinsou's feeling better, right?” Ashido asked. Katsuki nodded. “Do you know what he had?”
“He just lost his damn voice, don't make a big deal out that shit,” Katsuki grumbled.
“Then why'd you guys leave early at the festival thing?” she asked, frowning a little. “Something happen?”
“Kirishima's just a dumbass and no you're not hearing more,” Katsuki spat.
Ashido looked disappointed, but accepted it and started ranting about how most “proper” makeup stores never had her skin tone. In a world of quirks where a good number of people didn't have normal human skin colors, you'd think there'd be more “out there” colors for those people. But no, they had to have over one hundred shades from pale to dark brown. That's what Ashido said at least. Katsuki didn't know that shit except for the small things he picked up from Ashido and his mom complaining about it.
The department store had a lot of people inside. Katsuki was surprised by the amount of middle or elementary school girls flooding the clothing sections—usually with one or two very exasperated looking moms. There was some even younger kids, and that's when he saw the sale sign. A discount on kid's clothes. Ashido seemed unfazed by it and led the way through the aisles and rows, avoiding the little groups that went by.
The makeup section wasn't that big, but not small by any means. A smaller sale was going on for that, too. Ashido immediately led him to a section filled with unique skin tones and started looking through stuff. Katsuki just hung back, hands in the pocket of his sweatshirt and letting Ashido do her thing. She was talking mostly to herself about the different shades of pink she managed to find—five of them. She asked his opinion on two of them, but he really had no idea, so she just settled to try and figure it out herself.
A group of middle school girls—although some of them looked like they'd fit in better with elementary—showed up in the makeup section. They acted like they were older than Katsuki or Ashido as they checked out makeup. Katsuki could've sworn a few of them looked over at him and batted their eyes. He scowled and avoided so much as glancing at them. It was a joke, right? He might only be in his first year of high school so it wasn't like he was that much older, but that was just plain weird.
As he was busy trying to erase the image of the look one of them gave him from his head, Ashido held the small cases of makeup up to her face, looking in one of the small mirrors on top of the shelf to see if it matched. She didn't seem to notice the girls at all. Katsuki zoned out, tapping his foot to the shitty pop song playing. It felt like a long time passed before Ashido put two of the shades back on the shelf, declaring they didn't work.
Then someone bumped into Katsuki as they rounded the corner Katsuki was standing near a little too quickly. Katsuki cursed as he stumbled to the side a little and turned his head, ready to shout at whoever it was. Except it was Shinsou, in his dark coat and purple scarf. Shinsou looked ready to snap at whoever it was, too, but stopped when he noticed who exactly who it was. Ashido turned to ask if Katsuki was okay, and stop any shouting that might've happened. When she saw Shinsou, she gasped and wrapped him a quick hug.
“Shinsou!” she giggled. “We didn't know you'd be here!”
“Oh... yeah,” Shinsou said, still a little frozen from the sudden hug. Ashido let go and just smiled up at him. “Just here to grab some concealer.”
“You wear makeup?” Katsuki asked, frowning a little. He wasn't going to have a problem with it, Shinsou could do whatever he wanted, but he was confused now Shinsou shrugged.
“Not often, just if I need to hide these,” Shinsou said, pointing to the dark eyebags. “I had some stuff, but I guess I accidentally left the case open last time I used it? Something happened and now it's garbage. Need a new one.”
“Ooh that sucks,” Ashido said. Shinsou nodded. “Well at least you don't have to find pink. It's hard to find a place that even has skintones like that.”
“Damn, I have trouble getting something as pale as me, that has to be a nightmare,” Shinsou snorted. Ashido sighed and nodded solemnly. Katsuki didn't get whatever they were saying, and just let them talk. Shinsou turned to him as Ashido went back to the now three pink shades she had to chose from. “You wouldn't come here just for that, so what's going on?”
“Class prez ordered the whole class to come here and see that new crappy movie,” Katsuki explained. “I was gonna message you, but you were busy with that project and I forgot in the morning. Then he bans us all from using phones unless someone calls first, and I'm tired of his damn yelling.”
“I heard the movies supposed to be at least a little decent,” Shinsou shrugged. It was then Katsuki noticed the coffee cup in his hand, from some place downstairs. Shinsou took a sip from it. “Dammit. This is great. I wish I had money, and I'd get this every day. Especially if they sold like packets to make it in a machine, I'd buy all of them.”
Katsuki rolled his eyes and Shinsou shoved his shoulder. Shinsou went down the row of skin tones, to the normal human ones. He didn't look farther than the first four palest. The group of girls still there, but towards the middle and darker tones, were giving him weird looks. Katsuki walked up next to him—Ashido could handle sorting between the now two skin tones she had to chose from, not that he helped in the first place. Shinsou picked up one of the cases and held it up next to the inside of his arm. Katsuki was a little shocked to see it was too dark even with how pale the contents of the case looked. He knew Shinsou was freakishly pale, but damn.
Shinsou just casually grabbed one of the paler ones and held it up. Just a little darker than his skin. He grabbed the second palest one and held it up like the other two. It was a perfect match. Shinsou grabbed the case and stepped back. He looked up at Katsuki and frowned at his shocked look.
“What?” he asked.
“You're pale as shit,” Katsuki said. Some of the young girls gasped and the others looked over at him with wide eyes. Shinsou glanced between the group and Katsuki before smirking at the blond.
“Watch your language, there are children present,” Shinsou said. Katsuki could sort of tell why he said that.
Most of the girls looked down right offended, like Shinsou just did something absolutely horrible. Katsuki smirked and snickered at that. The girls looked even more annoyed that he was agreeing and some of them stormed off, or at least tried to act it. Eventually, the whole group left. Shinsou and Katsuki walked over to where Ashido was still trying to decide.
“Help, I can't choose,” she said when they stopped next to her. She held the two cases up next to each other. Katsuki felt he was missing something because they looked the same to him.
“Aren't they the same...?” he muttered. Ashido and Shinsou both shook their heads simultaneously and Shinsou leaned forward a bit to get a better look.
“Did you check with your arm?” Shinsou asked.
“Arm?” Ashido said, confusion filling her face as she lowered the two cases. Shinsou leaned back.
“The inside of your arm,” Shinsou said, pointing to his own arm. “It's always your natural skin tone since it doesn't get sunlight to tan or anything. I never tan, anyways, but I just use that.”
Ashido nodded slowly and held up the cases to her arm. She decided on one and put the other away. Then she paused.
“Oh no, Sero was the one in that chat, we don't know when to go to the movie place,” she said.
“They're not gonna be hard to find,” Katsuki shrugged. He turned his head to Shinsou. “You wanna come?”
“Is that okay?” Shinsou asked. Ashido shrugged helplessly and Katsuki did the same.
“Why not?” Katsuki said. “But you gotta buy your own crap.”
“Well no shit.”
Sero, Kirishima, and Kaminari were even easier to find than Katsuki originally guessed. They didn't have anything bought, and Katsuki realized they said it to get out of makeup shopping. Assholes. They were also a little surprised to see Shinsou with Ashido and Katsuki, but Ashido explained. Finding each other was almost perfect timing. Sero's phone went off and he read the class prez's message out loud. It was just saying that they should all be making their way to the theater.
They went up the escalator, and another 1-A group joined them—tentacle guy, bird head, rock face, and the guy that was always making cakes at the crack of dawn. Katsuki stood next to Shinsou as they went up, and was confused to hear him and bird head start up a conversation. Bird head seemed a little surprised that someone recognized the band logo on his shirt, but seemed fine enough to talk about it with Shinsou. Katsuki would take it as a good sign that Shinsou was getting along with other 1-A students, even if it was over something he had no idea about. That and bird head was dating tentacle guy, so Katsuki didn't have to worry about him realizing how great Shinsou was and trying to steal him.
Deku and his little group was already standing outside the theater, as well as the last group—grape head was there, too, and Katsuki didn't want to spend energy thinking about which group that one ended up in. They walked over there, and Ashido started talking to Hagakure about how she was actually able to find makeup that matched her skin. The class prez made a big deal about counting if all of them were there, but stopped when he got the right number, but Shinsou was still there.
“Oh, Shinsou, are you joining us?” he asked, more quiet as the other students started paying for tickets and going into the lobby.
“That a problem?” Katsuki growled, narrowing his eyes at the class prez.
“Of course, not,” he said, giving Katsuki a dirty look. He huffed and crossed his arms. “I'm not sure if Bakugou told you what I said, but I am sorry for it. I judged you strictly on your quirk and fight with Midoriya, and I apologize.”
“He didn't tell me what you said exactly,” Shinsou said, shrugging slightly. “But yeah it's fine. Don't worry about it.”
The class prez seemed relieved at that and walked up to the counter where Deku and his friends were waiting to get their tickets. Katsuki's friends were already inside and getting food. That was expected, but they were still assholes. Shinsou nudged Katsuki's hand with his own and the blond turned to look at him. Shinsou raised an eyebrow and did it again. Katsuki frowned and glanced at the class now in the theater, all getting their food and drinks as they prepared to go into the theater. Bird head and tentacle guy were holding hands, and so were Deku and Todoroki. Katsuki nodded and they grabbed each other's hands as they went up to counter. Shinsou capped his coffee and and hid it in his bag before the girl could see it.
They bought their tickets and got in line for food. Shinsou got another giant thing of popcorn, and Katuski just got a soda. The popcorn was practically drowned in butter, again, and they walked over to where the rest of the class was waiting. Once everyone had their things, they went into the theater. It was empty, and Katsuki wondered if one of the richer ones bought it out. Or if class prez made sure they were there extra early.
The entire class seemed to agree on sitting in the middle of the space and they all filed in. Katsuki and Shinsou sat on the edge of a row. Katsuki didn't really care who was around them, since the whole class knew already. Shinsou put the arm of the seats in between them up and placed the popcorn bucket between them.
As previews were wrapping up, the class prez stood from his place at the front of their group—which was still the only one in the theater somehow. He started shouting something about being quiet and respectful during the movie. Shinsou leaned over to Katsuki.
“He does realize, like, no one was talking, right?” Shinsou whispered. “Is he always like this?”
“Every second of the damn day,” Katsuki grumbled. “Even in the morning. It's annoying as shit.”
Shinsou snorted and leaned back into his seat. He brought the cup of coffee out again and opened it, taking a sip.
“Drown me in this coffee,” he hummed, settling down slightly. He let out a happy little sigh and Katuski fought back the blush that was trying to show up on his face. Dammit. He'd blame Kaminari for bringing up that kind of idea in the first place.
The movie started playing, and everyone fell silent. Katsuki didn't know what it was about, so he just relaxed in the seat, eating the occasional popcorn. He and Shinsou were still holding hands, so Shinsou was switching between his coffee and the popcorn one-handedly. Katsuki might have felt bad, but he liked Shinsou's hand more.
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The movie was boring as shit. So Katsuki was happy when it was finally over. He wasn't happy that it mean he and Shinsou had to move, but he'd deal if it meant he didn't have to sit through that crap again. The class prez seemed to want to exit in some kind of orderly fashion, but the ones in the front were already up and moving. He luckily seemed to realize that and gave up, leaving as Deku and that group did. Katsuki and Shinsou got up as one of the first, too, and sort of rushed out of the theater. Shinsou tossed the bucket and now empty coffee cup in the garbage bin. Katsuki threw his soda bottle out, too.
The class prez was forcibly gathering them all in a small just outside the theater. Shinsou seemed to see it coming, and made Katsuki slow down so everyone else got gathered first.
“If we run fast enough into a crowd, he can't catch us,” Shinsou whispered to him before they exited the theater. Katsuki barely hesitated before nodding. “Ready? Three... Two... One. Go!”
Katsuki and Shinsou broke out into a sprint on the first step they took outside the theater. The class prez shouted for them to stop, but Katsuki flipped him off as he and Shinsou rounded a corner. Shinsou wasn't as fast as Katsuki, but they were both a bit slowed down by laughing. Shinsou slowed into a walk when they hit a crowd, and they weaved through the people. Katsuki felt his phone go off and he pulled it out of his pocket. It was hard to respond as he kept moving.
Shitty-hair: dude Iida's flipping out where did u go???
Me: tell him piss off
Shitty-hair: I just did and he's saying that's not a valid answer
Shitty-hair: Plz just tell me so he can stop freaking
Me: idk
Me: shinsou n me just ran
Me: i'll get back eventually
Shitty-hair: Fine but you're getting yelled at, not me.
Shitty-hair: Have fun
Katsuki shoved his phone back in his pocket and Shinsou kept leading him through the crowd by his hand. Katsuki didn't like getting dragged like that, but once again, he liked holding Shinsou's hand more. It was contradicting, but true.
Shinsou dragged him to a spot that wasn't too crowded, and off to the side so they wouldn't be in anyone's way. It was some weird side hall that was probably supposed to be for employees doing maintenance, but it was empty, so it turned out to be a decent hiding spot. Shinsou leaned against the wall, and Katsuki did so, too, next to him. Shinsou wa breathing a little heavily, and Katsuki just let out a huff. They glanced over at each other and Shinsou started giggling. Katsuki felt a smile crack on his face and he started letting out breathy laughs. Shinsou fell into a crouch, covering his mouth as he kept giggling—it was cute and Katsuki kind of hated it.
People walked by the opening that led into the main space, but not one of them though to look down that small side hall. It was kind of refreshing. No friends that would make fun of them for laughing like idiots. No uptight family members with fake boyfriends—Katsuki didn't think he'd even get over that.
Katsuki slid down the wall and sat next to Shinsou, who was hunched over a little. He had his forehead on his knees that were brought up to his chest. His shoulders were shaking a little as he laughed. Katsuki smirked at that and took a deep breath to stop himself from any embarrassing laughs. Shinsou eventually calmed down enough to lift his head and he looked over at Katuski. They both were smiling like idiots and Shinsou rubbed his eyes.
“Holy crap, what are we doing,” Shinsou muttered.
“I don't know,” Katsuki breathed. His phone when off again and he pulled it out.
Shitty-hair: Ok so now Iida said he's going to look for you
Me: wtf stop him
Shitty-hair: Midoriya's got it
Shitty-hair: Ok everythings cool. We're heading back to the dorms.
Me: k see u there
Katsuki shoved his phone away again and sighed. Shinsou looked over curiously.
“Who was it?” he asked.
“Shitty-hair, saying class prez was going to chase us,” Katsuki sighed. He stretched his legs out in front of him. No one was going to go that way—the door at the end looked like hadn't been used in years. The lights were dim and hid Katsuki and Shinsou enough from any passerbys that they didn't get noticed, or in trouble. “Deku calmed him down, and they're heading back to the dorms.”
“Crap, does that mean we should head back, too?” Shinsou said. He was still breathing a little heavy, more from the laughter than running. Katsuki shrugged.
“Hell if I know,” he said. He ran a hand through his hair just to do something. He turned his head to face Shinsou. “But that was damn good idea.”
“One of my better,” Shinsou snickered, resting his chin on his knees. “Did you see his expression? That was great.”
“Shit it was,” Katsuki laughed. The class prez had looked so shocked and insulted, even. Katsuki only got a glimpse of it when they rounded the first corner, but damn if it wasn't a good one.
Katsuki shoved down any hesitation he might've had and wrapped his arm around Shinsou's shoulders. He wouldn't have tried it if they were standing. It could've ended up a bit embarrassing with that height difference not matter how small he said it was. Shinsou laughed a little and willingly leaned into him. It was probably stupid to do that there, but Katuski didn't care. His head was a little foggy and if he wasn't as fit as he was, he might've blamed it on the run. But no, it was all thoughts running wild and telling him to grab Shinsou and hold him tight while they giggled over something stupid. Shinsou buried his face in the junction of Katsuki neck and shoulder, still laughing quietly. Dammit.
Shinsou eventually lifted his head, seeming to have fully collected himself. Katsuki was really tempted to just go for it, but that was probably pushing it. He just went for a close second, instead, and quick before he second guessed and outdid himself in hesitation. He pressed a chaste kiss to Shinsou's cheek.
There was a tense second as Katsuki leaned back a little and waited for Shinsou to react. Shinsou had just tensed up, and frozen in place. Then, Shinsou's face lit up in a bright blush. He made an incoherent noise and slapped his hands over his face in effort to hide his red face.
“Good... or bad noise?” Katsuki asked.
“G-Good,” Shinsou muttered. “Surprised but good. Oh my god. Wh-Why? What? I-I just... nevermind.”
Katsuki smirked even though he knew he was blushing a little, too. Doing something like that was probably pushing it a little fast, and it probably wasn't even a good time to try stuff like that, but dammit Katsuki just had to. That was a little stupid, he knew that, but he got over the stupid feeling a while ago.
Shinsou was still making incoherent noises and he buried his face in Katsuki's shoulder again. He hit Katsuki's side feebly, and Katsuki smiled a little. He took the arm still wrapped around Shinsou's shoulders and reached up, running it through the hair near Shinsou's neck. He looked out at the main space where people still just kept walking, probably not even thinking to look in that direction.
It was a little over a minute before Shinsou quieted down and gathered himself again. He moved his head so the side of it was on Katsuki's shoulder.
“You,” Shinsou started, pausing a little. “Are an asshole.”
“Thanks,” Katsuki said, turning his head to put his chin on top of Shinsou's head. “Don't act like you're upset.”
“I am a little,” Shinsou shrugged. Katsuki felt some part of him started to worry, but he should know that when Shinsou started a sentence like that, it would be something else. “I wanted to make you blow up something up by kissing you first. That would've been hilarious.”
“Beat ya to it,” Katsuki mumbled, smiling. “... We should probably be getting back soon...”
“Food first?”
“Hell yeah.”
Katsuki and Shinsou got back to the dorms around six. They had gotten food at the cat cafe again, this time thoroughly enjoying petting the cats with no shame—there weren't that many people, just and older couple, so Katsuki allowed himself to do so. After that, they just took their time getting back to the campus. The curfew was nine, so it wasn't like they were late in any way, but Katsuki knew class prez would throw a hissy fit when he walked in.
Shinsou went off in the direction of the Gen Ed dorms, smiling. Katsuki was in really deep, so he'd admit to himself that Shinsou looked good with any smile—sarcastic, mocking, laughing, or just being silly—but the genuine ones hit him hard. It kind of felt like a punch to the gut.
Katsuki pulled his phone out as he focused on how to avoid a lecture when he walked into the dorm. He didn't really have the time to be internally freaking out over how much he liked Shinsou.
Me: i'm back where's prez
Shitty-hair: He's actually waiting near the door
Me: distract him
Me: im going straight to my dorm
Shitty-hair: Tell when ur outside
Katsuki arrived at the doors to the dorms and shot Kirishima a text that said that. A minute later he got a text back that just said “GO”. Katuski opened the door and ran across the common room. He might have jumped over the coffee table as he rushed to the stairs.
“Bakugou!” the class prez called after him. Footsteps were starting to follow him, and Katuski picked up the pace to two at a time.
“Piss off!” He shouted back as he reached his floor. He felt his feet skid a little on the ground as he bolted to his door. He slammed into it to open it, but then remembered he kept it locked. He unlocked it as quickly as he could, just as the class prez appeared at the end of the hall and started towards him. Katsuki opened the door and went through, slamming it closed behind him. He held it in place as he locked it again, and felt who he guessed was the class prez try to open it as he did so. Katsuki let out a sigh. For some reason that got adrenaline pumping—and it was pretty hilarious.
“Bakugou! Open the door!” the class prez ordered.
“Kiss my ass!” Katsuki shouted back, extra loud just to annoy him.
“Th-That is vulgar, please watch your volume!” the other snapped.
Katsuki cursed, as loud and long as he felt like. The class prez huffed when Katsuki shut his mouth and he could be heard stomping down the hall again. Katsuki cackled to himself, stumbling back a little. He felt a little high off the adrenaline and emotional shit still left over from him and Shinsou in the mall and at the cat cafe. He kept the giggles that followed quiet and flopped down on his back on his bed.
Taking a deep breath, he let it out in a long sigh to collect himself. He reached over and grabbed the dog plushie from it's place in the corner of his bed. He held it up over his face, looking at it's tiny angry face. He smiled again covered his face with the plush. Dammit he was in deep.
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It wasn't supposed to get there. They weren't supposed to somehow find him online and bring it there. Hitoshi didn't even know who it could be, but just the small comment has his stomach dropping. It was just an anonymous ask, so no one but him saw it in the end. And yet it was getting under his skin as he deleted it. Like every one of his followers saw it and were judging him for it.
look at the villain kid, trying to make friends through the internet? freak
That kind of thing wasn't the worst he'd heard in the past, either, so another reason it shouldn't be bugging him that badly. It was just the setting and the circumstances. He knew that Hagakure, and a few others in Bakugou's class, knew about his blog, so it wasn't too far a stretch to think someone in his class would, too. He thought someone might've mentioned it to him, actually, but he didn't think it would happen like that and so suddenly. It hit a lot harder than he'd expected and knocked down whatever positivity he was feeling from the weekend before with Bakugou.
Hitoshi thanked whatever god existed that the projects and big tests for that term were done. He doubted he could deal with anybody at the moment. His head was clouding and throat closing. It was one anon ask. One, goddammit. If it was more, he'd let himself freak out a little without protest. He tried to justify his own panicking. One ask meant that someone knew, and they could tell their friends that would spread the word until everyone knew. One ask meant that his little bubble was popped, so to speak. The blog had started as an escape from that stuff way back in middle school. A way to talk and share opinions with people without them fearing for their lives. Online, no one knows who you are until you make a stupid mistake like he did with the face reveal. He knew he should have backed out, even if people got upset about it. It would've been better than this. There was no way that this didn't get worse, and that was what was probably making him freak out.
Thoughts like that had Hitoshi curled up under his blankets and trying to sleep through midday light. Sleep kept his head quiet. He had dark curtains, that blocked most light out, but some still slipped through. Hitoshi's phone was on the end table, even if that was the thing that caused him to start crashing and burning, as he referred to it—it's what it felt like, too. Hitoshi was tucked into a small ball, clutching the cat-pillow he had tightly. The blankets were pulled over his head and tucked under his head and feet so he was completely covered.
Voices of the other students passed by outside. Hitoshi ignored them, and focused on the silence. Silence was better, especially when it applied to his brain. What he wouldn't do for some mental silence.
His phone went off with an actual phone call, which was rare, and he reached one hand out from under the blanket to answer it. He checked the caller ID and was a little surprised to have “Catsuki” show up. Bakugou never called. He hesitated. And that shouldn't have happened. They were dating, Katuski kissed him, they've held hands, met the parents, and all that shit. He shouldn't be scared to answer the phone when he knew Bakugou was going to be on the other line, even if they didn't do it often. He swallowed against the lump in his throat and readied himself to talk with the steadiest voice he could manage.
“Hello?” he answered quietly.
“Yo, it's Bakugou,” the other said. He sounded like it was just another day, and Hitoshi realized that it was. If he could just keep his mouth shut, then Bakugou would go through the day without a care. That was probably better. Hitoshi was used to dealing with this kind of thing on his own, and he'd do it again if it meant Bakugou didn't have to deal with that shit. “I was wondering if you wanted to go somewhere today.”
“Sorry, I uh... got sick again,” Hitoshi said. He was decent at lying, and he hoped some of Bakugou's stubbornness transferred into obliviousness, too. “Just not feeling up to it.”
“What's wrong?” Bakugou snapped after a heavy silence. Hitoshi winced a little. They had been dating, so it was natural Bakugou could pick up on stuff like that. He should've known better.
“It's nothing--”
“The hell it is! What dorm building are you in, I'm coming over.”
“Bakugou, please, I'm fine!” Hitoshi pleaded. He was choking up and his voice cracked again. Dammit he was tougher than that. “It's no big deal. I can handle this.”
“I don't give a shit, I'll just ask around unless you want to tell me where your room is?”
Hitoshi bit his lip. Bakugou would actually go ask around and without Hitoshi there to stop him when someone badmouthed him, chaos would ensue. It was a pretty easy decision, in theory. Let Bakugou over, and save a few lives. Hitoshi just didn't want to deal with someone continuously asking what's wrong. Even if he told him, there was nothing Bakugou could do. It was already under his skin and already wreaking havoc on his head.
“I... second building... third floor, fourth room from the stairs,” Hitoshi eventually muttered. He curled up closer in on himself and took a deep breath. He could hear Bakugou doing things in the background of the call. “Just don't try to fly up here, okay? Or anything like that, just say you're visiting someone and come up. The class president'll answer the door and that'll be it. Don't make a show, and don't hit anybody.”
“Fine, fine,” Bakugou growled. “But you're giving me an explanation... The best you can, at least. And if you can't, you gonna get drowned in goddamn affection, got it, shithead?”
“Y-Yeah,” Hitoshi whispered.
“Good, see you soon,” Bakugou said. He didn't hang up. Hitoshi did, instead.
He just couldn't... deal with that right now. Bakugou would be coming over, and there was no avoiding that. He sent a quick message to his class president—she had handed out her number to everyone so they had it in case of emergency—and told her that a blond from the hero course would be coming by to see him. If he told the class president not to let the blond in, then Bakugou would find a way to get in through the veranda. Regardless, he'd take his time to mentally and emotionally prepare himself for whatever Bakugou had planned.
Bakugou took less time than Hitoshi thought he would. There was a knock on his door maybe only ten minutes later. It felt like a lot longer, but still not long enough.
“It's open,” Hitoshi said. The door opened and he hesitantly peered out over his blankets. Bakugou walked into the room, glanced at him, and closed the door, locking it. “You didn't have to lock it.”
“Don't want any of those assholes marching in here,” Bakugou shrugged.
Hitoshi glanced him up and down as he dropped his coat on the floor. Bakugou had on a plain gray t-shirt and black sweatpants. He also had a bag with him, a large generic white plastic one. He looked around the room, seeming to take note of how Hitoshi tried to block out sunlight. Hitoshi adjusted the blanket so it was up to his nose and over his head. He didn't try with his hair or getting changing out of his pajamas that morning, since he got the ask before he had the chance. He had been on and off sleeping for the better part of that morning, only for really short periods of time, though.
Bakugou walked up to the bed and poked Hitoshi in the side.
“Move, scoot,” he said. Hitoshi didn't make noise as he shifted back and up into a sitting position. “Before we get into this shit, here--” Bakugou held the plastic bag out and Hitoshi took it. Trying to hide in the blanket was given up on, but Hitoshi was getting to the point of crashing and burning where he frankly didn't give a shit. “--For the dog thing.”
Hitoshi smiled a little at that and nodded. Bakugou sat down next to him and kicked some of the bunched up blankets down out of his little space. It was weird having Bakugou there. One of the first things they talked about when they were still only friends was stay out of each other's dorms. It would cause too much hassle and commotion. Dating sort of changed things, and now both their classes knew. Surprisingly, people in Hitoshi's were pretty chill about him dating a guy, save for a few, but they all never talked to him anyways, so nothing changed. A few people asked him what it was like to date a hero student, which he wouldn't know the difference, but that was it. Now, though, more people would probably be asking questions.
Hitoshi reached into the bag, and found a weird shape wrapped in white paper like he had done with the dog. It was a much different shape. The dog was about the size of a basket ball, and it was hard to wrap. This one was a flat rectangle thing, and the wrapping was almost perfect. He was dealing with a perfectionist, so that was a given, but still. Hitoshi gave Bakugou a look at the wrapping but the blond just smirked. Hitoshi huffed and went to unwrapping, ripping it off. His head a clearing a bit from the distraction, but Bakugou would ask and that would bring it back. He gasped at the gift, though.
It was a black pullover hoodie with. Kind of average, really. Black base, purple around the ends of the sleeves and bottom of the middle part, except it was definitely a size or two too big. What stood out and made a smile break out on Hitoshi's face was the hood. Cat ears. Like sewn in cat ears right on the hood. They probably wouldn't stand up properly on their own, but he didn't care.
Bakugou was smiling—that small one that made Hitoshi kind of want to hit him and hug him at the same time. Hitoshi found himself snickering a little. He pushed down the blankets still on his torso and pulled the hoodie on. Big and comfortable. He adjusted it and tugged it down to his hips. If he was standing, it would probably go past his butt. That's how big it was, and that's what he called comfort clothes. He pulled the hood over his head and felt the ears. They stood up a little, not a lot, but enough to be noticeable as cat ears. The lump in his throat was going away and he knew he smiling a bit uncontrollably. He kind of wish he didn't have to tell Bakugou, so he could just enjoy to warmth of the hoodie and maybe sap some of Bakugou's body heat. It smelled of nitroglycerin a little, he noticed, which meant Bakugou had probably either washed it or it just had hung around his room for a while. Either way, it was kind of nice, too.
“This is the best gift I've ever gotten,” Hitoshi muttered. The sleeves went well over his hands and that was great. Sweater paws were fantastic to have especially when it was cold. “Thank you so much.”
“No problem,” Bakugou said. He pulled his knees up and propped his elbow up on them, hand in his palm. Hitoshi picked his pillow up and hugged it to his chest as dread started to set in again. “You wanna talk about this shit?”
“N... Not really,” Hitoshi whispered. His throat was right back to closing up, and he wished he could sound a little more stable. Bakugou deserved someone that could hold his own against this kind of shit.
Bakugou reached over and grabbed his shoulders. Hitoshi avoided eye contact and Bakugou just sighed.
“C'mon,” he mumbled, nudging Hitoshi down. “Just lie down.”
Hitoshi did as he said, and got settled with his cat pillow gripped tightly For whatever reason, the hoodie already made him feel stable. Like those clothes that you've had for ages and wear when you need to be relaxed or assured even if they smell funny or have holes and stains.
Bakugou shifted and lied down next to him, and pulled the blankets up a little. It was still kind of cold in Hitoshi's room, so it made sense. Hitoshi curled in on himself and he felt like hiding in the hoodie. Bakugou put his arm out, and Hitoshi moved so it went under his head. He might've moved in closer on his own a little, but Bakugou pulled him in close and wrapped him in a hug. His other arm just rested across Hitoshi's shoulder. He put his chin on top of Hitoshi's head, too.
“A hint?” Bakugou said quietly. People were still walking by, talking and laughing, but other than that it was still silent in Hitoshi's room. It was like Bakugou was trying to preserve that. Hitoshi gulped and sighed. Bakugou deserved to know in case something like this happened.
“Someone in my class found the Insomi-Cat blog and... messaged, calling me the villain kid,” Hitoshi explained as quickly as he could. Bakugou just let him finish even as he paused. “I...I made that thing back in middle school when people were really picking on me, so ya'know, safe place, whatever. And...I just didn't... I can't deal with... that there.”
“It's okay,” Bakugou muttered, petting the back of Hitoshi's head. Hitoshi's shoulders were shaking a little and his throat and chest were tying in knots. He felt like he might cry, but like hell that he would let that happen over something stupid. “Calm down. They're the same as the assholes out here, you've dealt with worse shit, right? You can handle this crap.”
“Can I?” Hitoshi laughed, voice cracking. “I always had a... somewhere to go and avoid all that. But that won't work any more, will it.”
“I'm here, shithead,” Bakugou said. Hitoshi froze and stopped the rambling he was about to start doing. He bit his bottom lip and tightened his grip on the pillow. “Don't say you don't got anyone to talk with and avoid the crap. 'Cause you do. I won't get sappy, so if you want that sorry.”
“No,” Hitoshi said, smiling a little even if Bakugou couldn't see it. “That's good. That's... good. Thanks.”
Bakugou grunted and Hitoshi rested his forehead against Bakugou's chest. They lied in silence for awhile until Bakugou's hand on Hitoshi's head stopped and he seemed to tense up. Hitoshi just stayed quiet. Bakugou usually had a reason for stuff like that, and he wasn't going to question it. But he didn't say anything and Hitoshi was surprised to feel trembling. Hitoshi moved and looked up at him. Bakugou was biting his bottom lip hard, and his eyes were narrowed and staring at nothing. That wasn't good.
“Sorry,” Bakugou grumbled. He closed his eyes completely and Hitoshi frowned in concern. Bakugou just took a deep breath. “Just some shit from before dorms that I shouldn't be thinking of... dammit. You're the one that's upset.”
“Hey,” Hitoshi said. He poked Bakugou on the cheek and the blond opened his eyes a little. Maybe it was a shitty idea to try and jump right to it. They had one cheek kiss, and that was it. That was the furthest their physical affection had gone. What Hitoshi's gut was telling him wasn't too far a jump, but that didn't mean he wasn't a little anxious. He just gestured to himself and mentally shook off any worries.
“You don't have to tell me,” Hitoshi muttered. He lifted one of his hands and brushed it over Bakugou's cheek and into his hair. He messed with some of the strands. “But don't get pissed at yourself 'cause you're getting upset, too. Maybe it's contagious. If you need to, though, I'm right here, okay? Your problems matter, too. C'mere.”
Bakugou leaned closer and Hitoshi just went for it. He tilted his head up and pressed a kiss to Bakugou's lips. The blond stiffened instantly, and Hitoshi pulled back, pressing another to Bakugou's cheek instead. It was kind of weird being that affectionate, but it felt good, too. Bakugou's face was red, and Hitoshi knew he was blushing, too. He smiled as reassuringly as he could. Bakugou seemed speechless.
“... Wh-What was that?” Bakugou eventually managed.
“Affection,” Hitoshi said, smiling a little more. Bakugou stared down at him and damn Hitoshi kind of forgot how intense the red irises were. He only really felt it when they were first talking, and he ignored it in the middle, but now that feeling was back. The effect was kind of ruined, too, now that he knew Bakugou wasn't nearly as nasty as he acted.
“Do it again,” Bakugou muttered quietly. Hitoshi snickered and kissed his nose. Bakugou was grinning now, too. He giggled a little and it made Hitoshi giggle, too.
They stayed there laughing about nothing in particular for probably a little longer than normal, but neither of them cared.
Hitoshi wrapped both his arms around Bakugou's neck and kissed him on the mouth again. This time, Bakugou was expecting it and kissed back. It was awkward and inexperienced, but it kind of fit. | dclm_baseline | {'bff_contained_ngram_count_before_dedupe': '3', 'language_id_whole_page_fasttext': "{'en': 0.9919832348823548}", 'metadata': "{'Content-Length': '657702', 'Content-Type': 'application/http; msgtype=response', 'WARC-Block-Digest': 'sha1:GEZG3ZECK6VBAU4ERXUKN3LU7B3JIN5G', 'WARC-Concurrent-To': '<urn:uuid:275f555a-4a06-42c3-b4e8-9aa582975c75>', 'WARC-Date': datetime.datetime(2017, 9, 23, 0, 34, 56), 'WARC-IP-Address': '104.153.64.122', 'WARC-Identified-Payload-Type': 'text/html', 'WARC-Payload-Digest': 'sha1:4H3Y5GEMRDBQUQG3LCF4PHSU6VO5BDIM', 'WARC-Record-ID': '<urn:uuid:fe52a5ac-dbde-43bf-9137-c844e4c7f913>', 'WARC-Target-URI': 'http://archiveofourown.org/works/10921746?add_comment_reply_id=107580198&show_comments=true&view_full_work=true', 'WARC-Type': 'response', 'WARC-Warcinfo-ID': '<urn:uuid:5a0a3d58-192c-4a1f-a4b6-33fbc59edf1d>', 'WARC-Truncated': 'length'}", 'previous_word_count': '77914', 'url': 'http://archiveofourown.org/works/10921746?add_comment_reply_id=107580198&show_comments=true&view_full_work=true', 'warcinfo': 'robots: classic\r\nhostname: ip-10-136-183-252.ec2.internal\r\nsoftware: Nutch 1.6 (CC)\r\nisPartOf: CC-MAIN-2017-39\r\noperator: Common Crawl Admin\r\ndescription: Wide crawl of the web for September 2017\r\npublisher: Common Crawl\r\nformat: WARC File Format 1.0\r\nconformsTo: http://bibnum.bnf.fr/WARC/WARC_ISO_28500_version1_latestdraft.pdf', 'fasttext_openhermes_reddit_eli5_vs_rw_v2_bigram_200k_train_prob': '0.3002222776412964', 'original_id': '08b5e93e1f63fa2267ed2189dd9cb30c950b329eab132d48e6efdbd3be0875fa'} |
MaryMyFantasy's Limbo PlayStation Trophies
Viewing MaryMyFantasy's Limbo trophies. Remove Sort by XMB/Type/Alphabetical
Running off will get you nowhere
Going Up
Don't let gravity keep you down
No Point in Dying
Complete the game in one sitting with five or less deaths
Where Credit is Due
Perseverance has its own reward
Alone in the Dark
Beneath the arthropod
Altitude is Attitude
Exploration off the ground
Ride the crates
Climbing the Cog
Don't pull the lever just because you can
Guided by Sparks
The crate is key
It's Stuck
Prepare a dry landing
Under Ground
Vertical passageway
Urban Exploration
Involves heavy lifting
Wrong Way
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R001362 Light STERLING SILVER Ring Solid 925
Sterling silver ring 925/1000. Stamped 925. Approximate weight 2.1 grams. Top width 2.6 cm (1.04 inches). All sizes from 3.5 to 11 available!! Please don't forget to write me what size you need!
All our jewels are made from solid sterling silver 925/1000 and are carefully crafted by hand in our family workshop.
We dispatch your orders in 5 working days, worldwide and the postage is FREE. We ship registered priority mail. Please allow 5-7 working days for delivery in Europe and 10-15 working days outside Europe.
For any questions – please do not hesitate to contact me! | mini_pile | {'original_id': '2add7b9037ca16623df39b033afef14b05b1ddc787f65a16bc322c0ecad28891'} |
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IronMQ Go Client
Getting Started
Install the package:
go install
The API is documented here.
The Basics
Initialize a client and get a queue object:
client := ironmq.NewClient("my project", "my token", ironmq.IronAWSUSEast)
queue := client.Queue("my_queue")
Push a message on the queue:
id, err := queue.Push("Hello, world!")
Pop a message off the queue:
msg, err := queue.Get()
When you pop/get a message from the queue, it will not be deleted. It will eventually go back onto the queue after a timeout if you don't delete it. (The default timeout is 10 minutes.)
Delete a message from the queue:
err := msg.Delete()
Switching Clouds
You can switch to Rackspace by changing the Cloud/Region when creating the client.
client := ironmq.NewClient("my project", "my token", ironmq.IronRackspaceDFW)
See cloud.go for full list.
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A Learning Theory Approach to Non-Interactive Database Privacy
Avrim Blum, Katrina Ligett, Aaron Roth
In this paper we demonstrate that, ignoring computational constraints, it is possible to privately release synthetic databases that are useful for large classes of queries -- much larger in size than the database itself. Specifically, we give a mechanism that privately releases synthetic data for a class of queries over a discrete domain with error that grows as a function of the size of the smallest net approximately representing the answers to that class of queries. We show that this in particular implies a mechanism for counting queries that gives error guarantees that grow only with the VC-dimension of the class of queries, which itself grows only logarithmically with the size of the query class.
We also show that it is not possible to privately release even simple classes of queries (such as intervals and their generalizations) over continuous domains. Despite this, we give a privacy-preserving polynomial time algorithm that releases information useful for all halfspace queries, given a slight relaxation of the utility guarantee. This algorithm does not release synthetic data, but instead another data structure capable of representing an answer for each query. We also give an efficient algorithm for releasing synthetic data for the class of interval queries and axis-aligned rectangles of constant dimension.
Finally, inspired by learning theory, we introduce a new notion of data privacy, which we call distributional privacy, and show that it is strictly stronger than the prevailing privacy notion, differential privacy. | dclm_baseline | {'bff_contained_ngram_count_before_dedupe': '0', 'language_id_whole_page_fasttext': "{'en': 0.920663833618164}", 'metadata': "{'Content-Length': '2528', 'Content-Type': 'application/http; msgtype=response', 'WARC-Block-Digest': 'sha1:MS6JHWC4CK7YXYK6B34XV5EQPVBTODYT', 'WARC-Concurrent-To': '<urn:uuid:cc16bc89-75e8-43f0-a015-429c28ac6659>', 'WARC-Date': datetime.datetime(2019, 4, 20, 17, 20, 28), 'WARC-IP-Address': '158.130.69.163', 'WARC-Identified-Payload-Type': 'text/html', 'WARC-Payload-Digest': 'sha1:GTYHYFFIQMBVLWFL7CRAH3PEAL7TLU5A', 'WARC-Record-ID': '<urn:uuid:34a24f6f-7c4a-4f95-a656-afa5f69f437f>', 'WARC-Target-URI': 'http://www.cis.upenn.edu/~aaroth/learningprivacy.html', 'WARC-Type': 'response', 'WARC-Warcinfo-ID': '<urn:uuid:b2346e0d-4189-4b4a-bbc3-70f3bf54298a>', 'WARC-Truncated': None}", 'previous_word_count': '251', 'url': 'http://www.cis.upenn.edu/~aaroth/learningprivacy.html', 'warcinfo': 'isPartOf: CC-MAIN-2019-18\r\npublisher: Common Crawl\r\ndescription: Wide crawl of the web for April 2019\r\noperator: Common Crawl Admin (info@commoncrawl.org)\r\nhostname: ip-10-43-187-176.ec2.internal\r\nsoftware: Apache Nutch 1.15 (modified, https://github.com/commoncrawl/nutch/)\r\nrobots: checked via crawler-commons 1.1-SNAPSHOT (https://github.com/crawler-commons/crawler-commons)\r\nformat: WARC File Format 1.1\r\nconformsTo: http://iipc.github.io/warc-specifications/specifications/warc-format/warc-1.1/', 'fasttext_openhermes_reddit_eli5_vs_rw_v2_bigram_200k_train_prob': '0.12190818786621094', 'original_id': '736cdab267e948d5e38556825e6474742b50f14b87184642e7e02e4e80f84a7b'} |
Black Moth Super Rainbow Dandelion Gum
Repetitive psych rock that should have trippy, slow motion videos to accommodate each song is what comes to mind after listening to Dandelion Gum. Mainly instrumental, the album is an interesting take on electronic and techno as it morphs into pop, showcasing the build-up of layers of sound, using sirens, synthesisers and some digitised voices. This 17-song album was created over a three-year span, which might explain why its slightly long but at the same time, elucidates why each song is so complex, pulling in and out of one unique pulsation after the next. With each song generating a different mood, its almost like being hypnotised for 50 minutes by harmonious electric drills pushing into a blank plank. This is an escape album, bringing you into a cyclical bearing as simple beats repeat and repeat and repeat. (Graveface) | dclm_baseline | {'bff_contained_ngram_count_before_dedupe': '0', 'language_id_whole_page_fasttext': "{'en': 0.9508715271949768}", 'metadata': "{'Content-Length': '198111', 'Content-Type': 'application/http; msgtype=response', 'WARC-Block-Digest': 'sha1:RSAUX5OSP352OW7PTNRTXU5XOSTI54Q3', 'WARC-Concurrent-To': '<urn:uuid:9007db9b-cd43-4ff1-bad5-b70d12655c66>', 'WARC-Date': datetime.datetime(2019, 3, 22, 20, 12, 14), 'WARC-IP-Address': '104.25.72.4', 'WARC-Identified-Payload-Type': 'text/html', 'WARC-Payload-Digest': 'sha1:AGBOQPHZ4H2WMHWG6SLASRL7LLG4HBMJ', 'WARC-Record-ID': '<urn:uuid:bd0ee504-ce9d-4b4f-a901-724afb5366bc>', 'WARC-Target-URI': 'http://exclaim.ca/music/article/black_moth_super_rainbow-dandelion_gum', 'WARC-Type': 'response', 'WARC-Warcinfo-ID': '<urn:uuid:9b08dbe4-8b28-4b41-983a-b27ce8facf23>', 'WARC-Truncated': None}", 'previous_word_count': '143', 'url': 'http://exclaim.ca/music/article/black_moth_super_rainbow-dandelion_gum', 'warcinfo': 'isPartOf: CC-MAIN-2019-13\r\npublisher: Common Crawl\r\ndescription: Wide crawl of the web for March 2019\r\noperator: Common Crawl Admin (info@commoncrawl.org)\r\nhostname: ip-10-155-175-115.ec2.internal\r\nsoftware: Apache Nutch 1.15 (modified, https://github.com/commoncrawl/nutch/)\r\nrobots: checked via crawler-commons 0.11-SNAPSHOT (https://github.com/crawler-commons/crawler-commons)\r\nformat: WARC File Format 1.1\r\nconformsTo: http://iipc.github.io/warc-specifications/specifications/warc-format/warc-1.1/', 'fasttext_openhermes_reddit_eli5_vs_rw_v2_bigram_200k_train_prob': '0.9418246150016785', 'original_id': 'd7b362370f9bdc4801de6ee1f2605b2cbb1684db6f3ef73cc3be184a2ba090ca'} |
5 Lesser Known Migraine Symptoms
By Jorie
Migraine, at least as most of society knows it, simply consists of bad head pain, a little nausea, and that’s probably about it. But it’s so much more than that.
If you don’t personally experience migraine, you probably aren’t aware of the continuing, crazy medley of intriguing, confusing, and rather unpleasant symptoms accompanying this monster. Even doctors often don’t realize these symptoms are directly related to migraine.
Yes, the head pain is agonizing, and the nausea often unbearable, but what about feeling like you’re in some psychedelic dream? Smelling strange odors that aren’t there? Or maybe forgetting how to speak coherent words? Unable to distinguish sizes. What about touching your head and finding that your hair feels like it’s on fire?
These are just a few of the extra strange neurological sensations many of us migraineurs deal with on a regular basis with our attacks. So here are my top 5…
1. Olfactory Aura.
I perk my head up from the laptop where I’m working diligently; a burning smell has consumed my nostrils, so real that I would think there were a fire blazing over in the kitchen. But, it’s nothing. This is often my tell-tale sign of an oncoming migraine, though: the distinct odor of burning matchsticks or a campfire just stomped out and still smoking into the air.
An olfactory aura, also known as phantosmia, is an aura that happens via smell instead of the more popular way of vision. Auras in general happen for 20-25% of people diagnosed with migraine. One study reports only 0.7% of auras were olfactory, making them extremely rare. There are many types of reported olfactory auras; burning is one of the most common, but they also range from the smell of gasoline to the smell of sewage and more rarely, pleasant, flowery smells.
2. Aphasia and Dysarthria.
My tongue is heavy and hangs like a wet, overripe fruit in my mouth. Big and soft and limp. I can hear myself speaking in the distance, through mud and muck. My words drag along as my mouth makes motions that don’t match up. None of the sounds come out properly. They roll around, while in my mind I’m perfectly understandable. Everyone stares at me, I’m sure, thinking, “is she drunk?” I accept their reactions and laugh it off. I’m far from drunk.
A somewhat common, but less reported symptom of migraine, aphasia and dysarthria can range from mild to severe and generally happens with patients who have a complex type migraine such as hemiplegic migraine or migraine with brainstem aura. Statistics aren’t widely reported for either of these symptoms, but one study found that only 1-4% of migraine patients experience aphasia at any time during their migraine phases.
3. Allodynia and Paresthesia.
As the migraine settles in, the sensation in my hands becomes like static—a tingly, half-numb feeling. Grazing my head or face results in a fiery sensation, a sunburn on steroids. My skin burns to the touch. I squeeze my hands into hard fists trying to shove the static sensation away, relaxing my hand and tightly balling it up again repeatedly. Nothing ever seems to help.
Paresthesia itself is not rare at all, but when accompanied by migraine it is not as widely reported, making it a somewhat rare symptom. It is often considered a sensory aura, which means an aura involving touch instead of a visual aura. However, paresthesia can often set in for the whole migraine ride, causing numbness or tingling sensations in many parts of the body. Allodynia is similar, but is caused by overactive nerves near the surface of the skin. It often results in a burning or electrical pain. In one study, about 15% of migraine sufferers experienced numbness in the face and 13% felt their leg or arm went numb, in a study of 740 migraine sufferers.
4. Alice in Wonderland Syndrome.
As I lie in bed mid-migraine, the room spins and suddenly shrinks. I’m engulfed. The walls are squeezing me, I’m hunched over because I suddenly can’t fit inside my bedroom. My arms and legs grow a mile long. My breathing becomes labored. I hyperventilate, anxious I’m going to be crushed. I’m dying! I’m gargantuan—have I grown too big, or has the room become too small? Before I can decide, I’m suddenly as tiny as a field mouse, scurrying around in the sheets, trying to make sense of my new surroundings. My shoe looks is as big as a house. My bed and pillows, a mountain range. My desk, a giant cliff. I continue to have tunnel vision, growing huge, and then shrinking down again. I close my eyes, willing this nauseating feeling to go away… and then, I peek open an eyelid: all is back to normal.
One of the rarest and most interesting symptoms of all, Alice in Wonderland Syndrome is exactly what it sounds like. Remember the scene in Alice in Wonderland where she becomes as large as the house, and then tiny again? The “eat me” cookies caused her to dramatically change size. The condition is a play on a patient’s visual and tactile perception, causing a misrepresentation of body image. It is considered a type of hallucination and occurs in about 10-20% of the world’s population.
5. Memory Loss.
I wake up in a bed. Whose bed am I in? I look at the clock. How is it 9pm? I could have sworn it was just 3 in the afternoon. I gaze around the room. Where am I? I sit up. I get out of bed, shakily, dizzily. I look at my hands, my feet, the floor, the walls. Nothing is familiar. Nothing I can claim as mine. Nothing I can recall as anywhere I’ve ever been before. I poke my head around the door of my bedroom: a long hallway. I walk carefully, stepping one foot in front of the other slowly, so as not to lose balance. A bathroom to the left. Ahhhh. I have to pee so bad! Time feels like sludge. I try to think about the last day. I try to remember where I am. This place is starting to feel familiar. And then—a lightbulb. It’s my house. It was my bed. My floor and walls. My bathroom. My body. Another chunk of time lost to migraine.
Memory loss occurs most often in the postdrome phase of the migraine attack, as it is ending, also known as the “migraine hangover.” According to the Migraine Relief Center, sufferers in a study did worse on neurological memory tests during an attack than they did when they were between episodes. Memory loss also happens most frequently in those with complex type migraine than any other. A universal patient-coined term for this type of short term memory loss is “brain fog.” However, the term brain fog is broad and covers more than just memory loss.
2 thoughts on “5 Lesser Known Migraine Symptoms
1. Claire Saul (PainPalsBlog) says:
Excellent post! One of my earliest memories of migraine is the olfactory aura (aged about 8) and it could be triggered by other smells. for me it has always been and still is the burning/fume smell and I hate it – along with allodynia and parasthesia particularly of my lips and face. At times I look like I have had a stroke and my tongue doesn’t work. As you say, so much more than a severe headache and nausea (my son is bedridden for a couple of days). Sharing x
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Town of Pinedale, WY
Sublette County
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The following definitions shall apply to this chapter, unless otherwise stated:
The charging of a person to within potential biting or striking distance while snapping or snarling or growling or displaying teeth in a threatening manner or exhibiting any behavior demonstrating a potential attack.
Any living dumb creature, domestic or wild, as defined in this title as "dog," "domestic animal," "fowl," "horse," "livestock," or "predatory animal."
Any person designated by the state, county commissioners, or the Town, who is qualified to perform duties under the laws, regulations or ordinances of the state or Town pertaining to animals or animal control.
A facility recognized and designated by the governing body for the purpose of impounding or caring for animals held under the authority of this chapter.
Physically off the property of its owner and not under immediate restraint of a competent person; not controlled by a leash, lead, rope, or reins; or not confined within a vehicle on a street or other enclosure.
An animal must be confined to the property of the owner, keeper or harborer of said animal, provided that the animal may be taken off of that property when on a lead or leash no longer than 10 feet in length and under the control of a responsible person. Whether a person is responsible shall be determined by giving due consideration to the age of the person and the size and temperament of the animal. This provision shall not apply to animals confined in a vehicle, cage, pen, or similar enclosure or in the bed of a pick-up truck.
Any domesticated canine breed excluding wolf, coyote, fox, other wild canine, or any hybrid thereof.
An animal habituated to live in or about the homes of human beings.
Untamed; wild; undomesticated.
Chickens, ducks, geese, turkeys, grouse, or any other birds used for producing eggs or meat.
Any pony, mule, donkey, ass, horse or any other solid-hoofed herbivorous ungulate mammal.
A thong, cord, rope, chain or similar device which holds an animal in restraint.
Horses, cattle, swine, sheep, goats, hogs, poultry, llamas, alpacas, or other animal generally used for food or in the production of food or fiber.
Any domestic animal that habitually, constantly or frequently disturbs the sleep, peace or quiet of any neighborhood or person, or a dog that excessively, continuously or untimely barks, whines or howls.
The failure of an owner to exercise proper care and control of the owner's animals to prevent them from producing annoyance, discomfort or damage to persons or property. Without limiting the foregoing, excessive, continuous or untimely barking, molesting passers-by, chasing vehicles, attacking other domestic animals, trespassing upon school grounds or private property, noxious or offensive odors emanating from the animal's living quarters, or unsanitary living conditions shall be deemed a nuisance.
Applies to any person or persons, firm, association, or corporation who shall own, possess, keep or harbor a domestic animal, fowl and/or livestock, including the person named on an animal registration record as owner, or who shall permit a domestic animal, livestock or fowl to be fed or remain habitually in or about the premises under their control. The parent or guardian of an owner shall be deemed the owner for purposes of this title when the owner is under the age of 18 years. For purposes of recovering stolen animals, a person named on the animal's most recent registration record will be considered the animal's owner.
A group of three or more animals of the same species.
Any animal that hunts, catches, or eats other animals as prey.
The real property owned or occupied by the owner of the animal, and includes any vehicles in which the owner of the animal is residing.
Next to its owner or another responsible person designated by the owner and not greater than 10 feet distance in any direction from its owner or another responsible person designated by the owner.
An animal shall be deemed to be under restraint if on the premises of its owner; if accompanied by a responsible person and under that person's control; or by confining an animal within a fence or other enclosure which restricts it to a particular premises.
Any animal which constitutes a physical threat to human beings or other animals; or an animal which, when unprovoked, bites or attacks or manifests a disposition to bite or attack any person or domestic animal. Proof of the fact that the animal has bitten or attacked any person or domestic animal at any place where the person has a legal right to be may be used as evidence that the animal is vicious. A certified animal trained and properly used as a guard, sentry, or police dog shall not be considered a vicious animal.
The purpose of this chapter is to establish regulations and procedures for the registration, control, impoundment, and general care of animals within the Town.
Authority is granted cities and towns by WSS Section 15-1-103(a)(xiv) to regulate any animals within the Town and to provide for the operation of animal control and animal shelter services.
Animal Control Officer authority; responsibilities.
There is created within the Town the position of Animal Control Officer, who shall be an employee of the Town and under the supervision of the Mayor or Mayor's designee.
The Animal Control Officer shall be charged with the enforcement of this article and shall possess such authority and immunities as may be necessary thereto, including, but not limited to, the impoundment of animals, issuance of citations, and the service of summonses or other process issued by the municipal court.
If an Animal Control Officer observes a vehicle parked within the city[1] in which domestic animals are confined with no visible means of ventilation or the health or safety of the animal is threatened, the officer shall immediately attempt to locate the vehicle owner or person responsible to provide for ventilation or to remove the animal from the vehicle. If unable to locate the vehicle owner or the person responsible within a reasonable time, the officer will be empowered to use whatever means reasonably necessary to enter the vehicle to provide ventilation or to remove the animal from the vehicle to preclude serious harm to the animal.
Editor's Note: So in original.
Animal Control Officers are authorized to enter upon any premises, excluding a dwelling unit, within the Town for the purpose of apprehending and impounding animals which the officer is authorized to impound or for any other purpose authorized in this title.
Violations and penalties.
No person shall obtain an animal from within the confines of the animal shelter, from an animal control vehicle, or from the custody and control of any Animal Control Officer without the permission of the authority in charge. It is a violation of law for any person to tamper with any lock, gate, door or fence on the animal control vehicle or located at the animal shelter or for any person to climb or attempt to climb any fence located at the animal shelter.
Any person who interferes with, hinders or resists an Animal Control Officer in the performance of such officer's lawful duties is guilty of a misdemeanor and, upon conviction, may be fined up to $750 or imprisoned for not more than six months, or both.
Animal control officers are authorized to:
Place or authorize the use of humane and safe traps in order to capture unrestrained animals on public or private property within the Town at the request of the property owner or occupant;
Utilize chemicals to capture public nuisance, aggressive or vicious animals;
Capture unrestrained animals whether at large singly or in packs;
Euthanize certain diseased or injured animals, or wild animals when caught, including feral cats, provided that the Animal Control Officer so acting is a state-certified animal euthanasia technician.
Sheriff deputies may shoot a vicious animal when necessary to avoid immediate physical threat or injury to human beings or other animals.
No person shall trap animals, except rodents, within the Town without the express consent of an Animal Control Officer. The disposal of any trapped animal that is found to be in a trap not belonging to the Town of Pinedale shall be the responsibility of the person setting the trap.
Unlicensed animals, unrestrained animals, animals running at large, animals that pose a threat to public safety or welfare, or any animal that has been treated in a cruel or inhumane manner may be taken up and impounded by an Animal Control Officer.
The owner of any animal so impounded may reclaim such animal upon payment of the permit or license fee, if unpaid, and of all costs and charges incurred by the Town for impoundment and maintenance of the animal. However, an Animal Control Officer may deny or refuse return of an animal to its owner where there is concern for the health, safety and welfare of the animal or the public.
An administrative appeal of the Animal Control Officer's decision to deny or refuse return of an animal may be made to the municipal court of the Town of Pinedale.
Redemption; payment of costs. The owner or agent of an owner of any animal impounded under these rules shall have the privilege of claiming such animal within five days after it is impounded, upon complying with the following requirements:
Show proof of licensure, and if no license, then obtain a license.
Show proof of vaccination against rabies, where applicable, and if none, then obtain the proper vaccination within two weeks of release and furnish such proof to the Animal Control Officer or other official.
Pay the appropriate fee to the Town of Pinedale as set by resolution.
Pay the Town of Pinedale the appropriate fee per animal for board for each day or portion thereof. The first day of impoundment is included in the impoundment fee per resolution.
Pay the actual cost of any veterinary services rendered.
The owner reclaiming an impounded animal may also be cited for any violation of this chapter, and/or any permits issued may be revoked.
Return to owner without impounding. If an animal is found running at large and its owner can be identified and located, such animal need not be impounded but may, instead, be taken to the owner. In such a case, the Animal Control Officer may cite the owner for any violations of this chapter.
Notification of owner. Upon impounding any animal pursuant to this section the Animal Control Officer shall make reasonable efforts to ascertain the ownership and notify the owner of each animal so impounded.
Disposition of animals.
Impounded animals shall be kept for at least five days unless reclaimed by their owners. All animals left unclaimed after five days become the property of the Town.
Any person who adopts an animal after the five-day waiting period shall secure a license for any dog so adopted. A licensed veterinarian shall vaccinate any dog or cat for rabies within 14 days of adoption if not current on its rabies vaccination.
The provisions of this section shall not apply to dogs brought into the Town for the purpose of participating in any dog show; nor to dogs trained to assist handicapped persons for the purpose of aiding them in going from place to place. Any other dog which is the property of a nonresident of the Town may be issued a permit for the purposes of identification, but no permit is required unless and until the dog has been found in violation of any other provisions of this chapter.
No person shall have in his or her possession, care, custody or control any impounded animal that has not been properly released by an Animal Control Officer or other authorized agent or official.
The Animal Control Officer is authorized to advertise and place for adoption all dogs, cats or other animals, which have been impounded for a period of not less than five days. Any person wishing to adopt an animal shall pay an adoption fee set by resolution of the Town Council.
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Political Standing for Aug. 24, 2012
By James Pindell, WMUR.com Political Reporter
Published On: Aug 24 2012 06:54:00 PM EDT
Saturday 7:15 a.m., Political Scoop: My guest this week is Jeff Woodburn, who is running in the open State Senate seat in the North Country.
Sunday 10 a.m., CloseUP: Coming up on two weeks to go before the state primary, Republican candidate for governor Kevin Smith stops in to discuss his chances and whether he thinks his primary rival Ovide Lamontagne is qualified to be governor. The Democratic Congressional candidate Annie Kuster discusses whether her electoral fate is just all up to the presidential race.
Picture Of The Week
Guinta tax bill
Yes, it's petty. But why does Congressman Frank Guinta continue to have problems being delinquent in paying the city he used to run? He needs to look into automatic bill pay.
For Those Keeping Track
It will be a year ago tomorrow when the "7-Pack" (the 5 families plus two RNC Committee members) wrote a letter informing then embattled NHGOP Chair Jack Kimball that they backed a vote to remove him from office. The letter leaked out to two reporters as Kimball walked to the podium at a press conference where he said he would, like he named his boat, "Never Quit."
In Case You Missed It
While we like to brag that New Hampshire has among the highest percentage of voters who vote, a new Pew study says that isn't true.
For The Record
Ovide Lamontagne spent more money this year than his opponent Kevin Smith even raised.
Jackie Cilley reported having $52,000 in the bank, but that didn't include her $21,000 buy on WMUR-TV. Everything is probably on the up and up, but she only has nearly half as much cash on hand as it looks.
Last week I asked: What do Frank Guinta, Terie Norelli and Bob Smith all have in common?
NHDP Chair Ray Buckley and NH Center for Public Policy's Dan Barrick were basically tied for the first to say that all were born in New Jersey.
Now, for this week: Former NH Gov. Henry W. Keyes was in the news this week after it was learned that a picture depicting him wasn't him after all. I have been saving a trivia question about him, and this seems to be the perfect week for it. Keyes has the distinction of being the first person in a century to do what?
Questions For The Weekend
How close were Republicans on Friday, under the watch of John H. Sununu, to doing unprecedented harm to the First In The Nation primary because of a clerical error?
Is it news when John Sununu publicly threatens someone's children? (Answer: no.)
Is Cornerstone purposefully being silent in the governor's race? Why?
Who in the NHYRs would think that any candidate would want to attend their picnic in Saco, Maine 10 days out from the state primary? (Admittedly, the idea of water sliding with Bill O'Brien sort of does make it worth it.)
What are the chances that the person's portrait that was in Gov. Keyes spot for years was some criminal?
How will New Hampshire's 3 Ron Paul delegates vote at the Republican National Convention next week?
Will Carol Shea-Porter endorse Jackie Cilley before the primary?
Which New Hampshire candidates will buy more time during broadcasts of the Republican National Convention?
Has Gov. John Lynch given his loyal staff a date when they can officially leave him to start a new job somewhere else?
What did House Speaker Bill O'Brien get Annemarie Timmons for her birthday?
If you take out the Stephen-Dunkin-Donut-esque LLC shell game money for Kevin Smith, has he in fact raised the least of any candidate for New Hampshire governor?
Which Jackie Cilley staffers were banned by Blue Hampshire for non-disclosure?
Might Ray Burton lose his primary?
Is it a problem that the last two VP picks by the GOP have galvanized/energized the party more than the nominee?
Ovide is New Hampshire?
Who is upset that they weren't named to Jackie Cilley's kitchen cabinet?
Who told Annie Kuster it was a good idea to stand with Carol Shea-Porter and be the face of the anti-Romney rally on Monday?
Will Mark Fernald's endorsement of Jackie Cilley come back to haunt her if she is nominee?
Is the fact that the Romney campaign has been so hush-hush about Paul Ryan coming back to New Hampshire tomorrow a sign that he isn't polling well here or that the event he is attending is for fat cats only?
When you are a conservative running in a Republican Primary and Bill O'Brien says you need to quit your campaign what else is there to discuss?
First In The Nation Primary: The RNC adoption of its rules for the 2016 cycle gives the NH Presidential primary its broadest and most complete protection that it has ever been accorded by either national party. Allowing NH to move to protect its date and levying severe penalties on those states that would interfere with that date is unprecedented in its support for the "FITN." Once again the barbarians at the gate of the primary have been repelled. This change is the result of a lot of hard work by a lot of people over a long time. Congrats to all.
Jackie Cilley: She is the talk of the town and some of that is a function of her spirit, some of it is the low turnout primary, and some of it is Maggie Hassan not owning this primary. After her opponent wrapped up the local establishment support, spent $800,000, and had the aid of both John Kerry and Bill Clinton... Cilley just might win anyway.
Phyllis Woods: No doubt that she is going to have a great time in Tampa next week, but closing in on raising $50,000 for her State Senate race when a.) she isn't an incumbent and b.) she has little chance of winning her very Democratic district isn't too shabby.
Colin Van Ostern: Great fundraising numbers this week. He is positioned to be a power player.
Ovide Lamontagne: As the primary nears, he gets major endorsements from Foster's and the UL, has a huge money lead, wins straw votes across the state, and hits TV with a pitch perfect introductory ad. For someone who has never been a frontrunner he is getting the hang of it pretty well.
Maggie Hassan: You have to analyze her finance report that she basically spent $800,000 of the $900,000 she raised this way: Looking back it's horrible. She has spent far more than anyone running for governor and she is neck and neck to win her primary against someone who is running a campaign on a shoestring. Looking ahead in the short term it's devastating. The whole argument over the summer is that while Cilley was coming on strong Hassan would just overpower her in the closing weeks. This report shows she can't do that. In the long term it is no big deal. If Hassan makes it through the primary she will have all the resources she needs.
Frank Szabo: His statements to WMUR this week aborted his campaign.
Josh Youssef: Because he has so entwined his personal life with his politics the grueling Concord Monitor story on him is totally fair game. His saving grace is that remarkably few people voting in his primary will see this story unless his primary opponent blasts it everywhere.
Bill Barry: The Democratic candidate for Hillsborough County Sheriff may have thought that Frank Sazbo was going to win the Republican primary and let him coast in. Maybe not now.
NH State Liquor Commission: The down spiral down continues to accelerate. Whoever the new Governor is, this may be administrative priority one.
Carol Shea-Porter: Classic Shea-Porter was back again this week with the Bedford Community TV thingy. If none of the post-game happened this would have never been a story.
Bill Gardner: All the props he has been given over the years for protecting the primary and carrying himself with non-partisanship is well deserved. The archaic nature of the public dissemination of election and campaign finance information is, unfortunately for him and the state, an embarrassment given the digital age we live in. The fact that the majority of the campaign finance reports are not yet available in the public domain (almost 2 days after they were due) is not just an embarrassment but a disservice to the public and transperant, open information. Someone had to say it.
Anyone who didn't run for governor: Hindsight is 20-20, but Republican or Democrats who didn't think this was the right year have gotta be kicking themselves right about now.
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