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YALL PLEASE PLEASE PLEASE SEND ME BABY DRIVER REQUESTS IK I HAVENT DONE THE OTHERS BUT I WANT BABY DRIVER I PROMISE ILL DO MY OTHER TEQUESTS BUT BABY
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I’ve scoured AO3, Wattpad, Tumblr and there is NO BABY DRIVER FICS
y’all if you got any Miles from baby driver Fics please please gimme before I’m forced to write my own 🙏🙏
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When is the last of us requests be open? :(
They’re open rn!
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do you still write for jessie from tlou🙏🙏🙏
Ya I do!
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So... Is arcane requests closed or open?
They’re open!
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hiii I'm a new(ish? I've been writing for a while just not on arcane) arcane writer, and I have literally no arcane mutuals, could we be mutuals?
no pressure obvi, feel free to ignore!!
Yeah sure we can be mutuals! I still love arcane!!
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Y’all I’m shitting so hard rn and it feels like I can’t shit anymore but I feel smth in there
Pray for me
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HAPPY BIRTHDAY TO THE LOVE OF MY LIFE ANND MY POOKIE BEAR AND MY LITERAL WIFE
I LOVE YOU SO MUCH EVEN IF YOU KILLED OUR CHILD 😍😍😍
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You remembered his red eyes, his blonde hair, his smell and the way it would cling to you whenever you hugged him.
His blinding smile only you got the pleasure of seeing late at night, gestures of affection only shared between the two of you.
You stood on the battle field, covered in the sickening red so alike to Katsuki.
Your eyes scanned around, desperate and pleading to find him after he had fallen.
You never saw him get up.
He would always get up.
It didn’t take long for you to see your precious Katsuki Bakugou, the boy you held and who held you back, the one you snuck around with, cooked with, fought with, cried with, on the ground, bloody.
It was as if your eyes met across the battle field, and you could see his close.
You would watch years later and well established into your hero career, on the live feed, the one that people would hold against you years later.
A child, fighting against villain after villain. You fought for your life, you fought for his.
Covered in blood, and playing back the footage you can’t recognize yourself as you slammed down a villain with your quirk, crushing them upon impact as they got in the way.
Villain after villain, you finally reached him.
No pulse.
“Don’t die, please.” You remembered saying, looking up at him before entering the battle, his hand flush in yours as he kept you close.
As second nature he lifted your knuckles to his lips, pulling you by your shoulders into him as if to say see you later.
“Wouldn’t dream of it.” His voice was particularity soft, cocky evident but soft as if he knew the stakes.
Your lives.
You closed your eyes, taking him in as you heard his heart beat through his hero suit.
“I swear, if you leave me alone and die-“ you started, a chuckle rumbling through his chest as he guided you by your chin to look up at him.
“Think I’m that weak to leave you here alone? For what? Some extra to come and take my girl?” Katsuki asked, amusement clear in his eyes as you rolled your eyes in your own.
“Still…I love you, Katsuki.” You knew it was a bad idea saying I lover you for the first time in the face of death, and you could tell by the way he stilled.
You felt your mistake soften, his hold around you tightening.
“…I love you too.”
You had felt your shoulders sag, holding onto him in life and death, breathing him in.
And when you opened them again you didn’t smell him, looking up at him to see his blood covered face and lifeless eyes as you laid your head upon his chest once more to hear a hollow sound.
And all you could do as the battle raged on, was curl up onto his side and wait to willingly die alongside him.
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Along with avatar requests y’all, PLEASE PLEASE IM BEGGIG
JUST SOME TWDG FICS PLEASE I MISS MY BABIES
OR ARCANE PLEASE PLEASE PLEASE ARCANE AND TWDG
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Alright y’all, avatar Fics are open!
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Girlhood for my English Essay
*People often think of girlhood as dolls, gossip, boys, yearning for marriage, children, a white picket fence with a man to sweep you off our feet.*
*It’s not.*
*It’s about men trying to control you. Men putting you down. Men whispering your accomplishments but screaming your failures.*
*It’s about realizing at a young age no matter what you do it will never be good enough to the standards of a man, and sadly, some women who have fallen victim to their honey coated words and thorn covered intentions. Girlhood isn’t meant to be that.*
*Girlhood is never and was never about girls realizing and maturing younger than boys and pulled from men to change their clothes, their attitudes, their personalities to come off as more “appealing”girlhood is not about changing who you are to be loved.*
*Some even in the name of “safety” by a grandmother or mother who’s own girlhood was take by a man or their own mothers who girlhood was taken from them.*
*Girlhood was never meant to be taking a weapon or extra person on a walk, looking over your shoulder or crossing the street at the mere sight of a man.*
*Not running to another woman in the name of fear at the chance of safety when a man finds you appealing in some way you know you hate but they love. Girlhood isn’t meant to sit and be quiet as someone speaks on your body as if it’s not yours. Your being as if it’s not yours.*
*Girlhood is not picking at your thighs, your stomach, staring at the imperfections to long in the mirror as if in some point in time you were not a cherished being. Everyone is to someone. Girlhood is finding that someone to cherish and to be cherished by them.*
*Girlhood may be bloody and scary, but it’s beauty in its own way. For it’s what makes a girl a girl, to a woman to become a woman.*
*Girlhood isn’t meant to be told to be quiet, to take it, to mold to their forms of a woman. Girlhood wasn’t meant to be ridiculed or shamed for being a girl.*
*For being to young, to immature but when you grow you’re too old, too mature. Girlhood is often criticized, much like women.*
*Girlhood is growing, loving, confidence, letting go. Girlhood is finding people to love you for your laugh, your jokes, your smiles, your frowns, your sobs, your cries, your imperfections, your anger, your baggage, your trauma and your solice.*
*Girlhood is finding girls to become women with you. Girlhood is you. Beautiful, confident, brazen, bold, funny, a perfect white toothed grin or tooth gapped one, skinny, chubby, blue eyes to brown, lonely ones or preppy ones, short to tall ones, confident or shy.*
*Girlhood was never a man. It was made to seem like it was by men. Men were never girlhood. Men will never be girlhood.*
*Many lose their girlhood to the hands of men, some women who were poisoned by their manly hood. Sharp words, actions and malice.*
*Girlhood is what you decide it is. Your girlhood can’t be taken, it may have been hidden along the way by a man, or stolen by one, but girlhood has always been you. It will always be you.*
Don’t wait for a man to give it back. Hold it tighter than ever before
Take your girlhood and grow with it.
Because it’s yours. It will always be yours. I’ve learned that, not just by learning, but by a girl my own sister who I could never replaced. Who I was a girl with, who also bottled up their own girlhood only to take it back.
I've learned this by my best friend who I know was a girl whose girlhood was lost for a while, who slowly regained it as I regained it alongside her.
By my favorite Brit who never fails to make me laugh, who taught me to laugh again, to smile and cherish it all.
They are the epitome of girlhood. As am I. Because girlhood is us.
Even when I rejected girlhood, being a girl and femininity because I believed I was undeserving of it. That I wasn’t good enough. That my clothes wouldn’t fit, my face wasn’t pretty like the others, boys or girls didn’t like me because somehow I wasn’t the epitome of what they thought of a girl.
But that’s not girlhood. Because I took mine back.
This is Girlhood, me, my sister, my best friends, my mother, my grandmother, my friends who’ve I’ve lost along the way, the ones I’ve gained, the ones I walk past and smile at, the ones I sit by, the ones in the stores, the ones everywhere.
Girlhood is us, it’s the little girls at home, the ones in the crowd, teaching every little girl and woman what it is to be a girl. We make girlhood, we mold it, we create it and we cherish it.
And no man can taint that. For it is ours, and will always be.
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Once I finish Avatar the last airbender and legend of Korra I’m opening my requests for them bc damn I love them sm
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Pisses me of how some of y’all sleep on twdg Fics or Todoroki shoto Fics
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I look back a my old writing and think “damn, I was such a fucking loser” and tbh I still am but aye I didn’t have a single friend back then (as you could tell) and I do now so yay
Also I’m doing maybbeeee a bit better mentally so idk if I will come back to posting, as posting was my escape from it all, but I don’t feel the need to escape
I’m okay
So thank you all for everything, and till next time
(Insert sick outdo music. Think DanTDM)
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I can feel the motivation of writing now so prepare y’all
Y’all need to make a series of like a male reader who is the God Hades, and who gives a fuck abt his kids. Make reader Poseidon, make reader Ares, Hermes, Zeus! Any and all like?!?
MALE FICS OF BEING THE FATHERS THISE KIDS NEVER GOT OR FELT READER WIFH RHE GIRLS
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Y’all fake
Yallll I’m desperate so anyone wanna get the break in badge in royal high rq with me??
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