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"y/n was too short to get a mug from the top shelf so (random character) comes over and gets it for them"................................. as Roy Woods once said "GIRL, THAT'S NOT ME"
HAPPY NEW YEARS 🎉 I hope this year won't end up as shitty as 2024.
Bye-bye 2024, and hello 2025!!!
CHEERS TO YOUTH!!
I have a suggestion for all writers reading this, please write more platonic fics, scenarios, hcs and e.t.c.
Sure I love romance but I also wanna read some wholesome platonic fics 😭🙏🏼
Anyways, love y'all 😉🫶🏼
I just once, ONCE, wanna see y/n fight back. I'm tired of all these crybabies, weak, petite, weak-willed, non-ambitious y/ns.
I think it's time to write about strong, ambitious, passionate, good-hearted, willed and not scared to face challenges Y/n.
And please for the love of god dont describe how they look, not all of us are blondes with blue eyes and 4'11, with a crappy sense of fashion!!
That's all I want to say, hope y'all have a good day/night/evening/afternoon and others 🙌🏼
Roses once red
Now withered and dead
Skies once blue
Now dark in hue
Silence once comforting
Now so suffocating
Can't believe I gave it all up
Just to be with you
This is a poem I wrote a while ago and I read it again and it made me think of Ghost Town, hope y'all like it 🙃
Roses may be red
And the skies may be blue
But nothings okay
If I'm not in hue
With psychopaths laughing
And suicidals dying
The only thing working
Are my tears falling
No caption idea 🙃
Hii<333 this is my first post, so I want u guys to know one thing:
When someone calls you emo, homeless, pokemon, gay etc. it means it's fire. I mean, I'm from Poland, Such things happen there everyday. People hate u, cuz u dress different than everyone else, like wtf ?!
I need an arianator friend 😔
2014 is nothing without this EP of SZA !!! 🩷
« You’re so sensitive »
September is coming, it’s the season to watch this banger !!!
( ps : girls I need you to respond to each of my reactions !! )
Pretty girl alt version
Pretty pretty girl
another day, another tsukasa tenma
me and my partner were getting random songs and drawing whatever came to mind and.. this song just screams tsukasa to me
Tenma tenma beeaaammm!!! 🌟🌟
I've been getting back into traditional art again and I knew I wanted to do a redraw of the miku miku beam ss... butvof course, when my favorite guy!!!
Y'allllll
It's Spotify wrapped time!
I love how it's mostly NuMetal and then we have Mitski at the end. Mother was not surprised to see my list. It was really fun comparing our top artists and songs! Her top artist was Falling In Reverse because that's all she had listened to since July. :]
My song is at number 2, and it's 6arelyhuman. I'm proud of this actually.
alright, it’s that time of year again… how far down your top 100 songs is the first queer musician and who is that?
My first post here, hah
That's my OC i created during class, while listened to All Eyes On You — Smash Into Pieces
He's damn cute 🥺💜
Definitely gonna draw him in colors next time :)
Blue by Billie Eilish is Touya Todoroki's song.
"Colder than your father's eyes, he never learned to sympathize, with anyone."
This line could honestly go for Touya or Enji in the aspect of never sympathizing with anyone.
"You were born reaching for your mother's hands, victim of your father's plans, to rule the world."
"Too afraid to step out side, paranoid and petrified, of what you've heard."
It explains him so well. And these lines:
"I don't blame you, but I can't change you."
This one reflects the understanding that the rest of the family may have towards Touya's actions that were based on his father, such as getting away from the house in general.
"I don't hate you, but we can't save you."
Could symbolize the relationship between him and his siblings, or even Rei. The song itself is very well written, and the melody and pitiful tone in which the lines are sung at would push even further into the idea that this song explains him well.
”nostalgic for memories I haven’t had”
“I can’t put my finger on it”
“there are all these things that I’ll never know”
“all these things that I’ll never know”
I honestly have nothing constructive to add this is all correct
wait i wanna talk about sapnap being hot the hottest pictures of him were all like around the time when he first face revealed brooo I miss that haircut so bad
he’s always been hot he always looks so good but his haircut last year???? superb. the fluffiness,, it looked so pullable. do not get me wrong i’d just as much enjoy pulling his hair rn but god this man has never seen a non attractive day in his life
SHUT YOUR FACE, GRANDMA
“Oh my god, not her..!” Peter groans as he spots the substitute for their class. “Bro..” you sigh before turning to Peter, and grabbing the wrist of his flannel, dragging him to the class. “Wait, wait, wait!”
You quickly turn to Peter, “what, Peter?” Peter quickly looks at the substitute then back at you. “Do I have to?” Peter whines out, not wanting to go into the class. You nod, as if it was obvious.
“Now c’mon!” You continue pulling him to the classroom by the wrist of his flannel. Once you get into the classroom the substitute walks right over to you, “Don’t think I don’t see the dirty looks you have been giving me..”
You look at Peter from the corner of your eye, trying not to laugh. “Miss -“ The substitute turns to you very quickly before saying loudly “I honestly think it would be better for you to keep your mouth shut every once in a while.” You completely turn to Peter, a ‘wtf’ look on your face, slowly getting frustrated.
The substitute continues with this, “You’re grades would certainly improve..” You roll your eyes, “Shut your face, grandma!” You groan before looking up at the substitute.
The substitute is immediately infuriated, demanding you leave the class. You stifle your laugh as you gather your stuff, heading out of the classroom. You slowly make your way down the hall before you hear a voice yell “fuck!” You look behind you only to see Peter running at you.
Peter grabs your wrist, dragging you down the hallway and away from the classroom, laughing.
WHEN IS IT TOO FAR?
THIS ONESHOT HAS FOUL IMPLICATIONS. IMPLICATIONS INCLUDE RAPE AND MURDER‼️‼️‼️‼️ DONT READ IF THIS WILL MAKE YOU UNCOMFORTABLE.
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“I won’t stop until I go too far.”
(())
The line echoes over and over in his head, almost haunting him. He was tired.. oh so tired. He craved your touch, knowing he’d never feel it again. He craved Aunt May’s hugs, knowing he’d never feel those again, either.
Mr. Stark told him that the strange things he was feeling would leave, disappear. He told Peter he just needed time, that he’d get over it. Maybe he lied? No, he wouldn’t do that.. would he?
Peter sits in his bed, staring off into space as his thoughts spiral uncontrollably. Peter covers his face with his hands as the face of his ‘enemy’ replays again and again and again. It never seemed to stop.
Why won’t it stop?
Why can’t he stop thinking about it?
He laugh as Spiderman kneels in front of him, a small knife sticking out of his abdomen. The wound bled out, staining the suit a darker shade of red than it was. “You had potential, you really did.” He says, slowly advancing towards his crouched form. “Too bad you just weren’t good enough.”
He laughs again as he points to Aunt May’s body, resting on a stone a little bit away. Her skin was pale, her jewelry covered in dirt, and her clothes stained an ugly combination of red and brown. He kneels next to Spider-Man’s form, his hand gently resting on the knife in his abdomen, disrupting the patterns of the suit.
He grips the hilt of the blade, holding tightly. He speaks softly as he slowly pushes the blade farther into his abdomen, his other hand covering his mouth. His hand muffled his cries of pain,” I mean, you certainly weren’t good enough to save poor Aunt May. And your partner, too..” [V/N] smirks as he twists the blade to the right, Peter's body trembling in his hold.
“Their screams were so pretty.. too bad they didn’t last very long.” Peter's eyes widened at the mention of you, his eyes glazed over with tears. “They squirmed a lot.. almost had to knock them out.” [V/N] removes the hand covering Peter's mouth, moving both hands to the blade. “You.. you sick bastard!”
“Oh! I’m glad you’ve noticed!” [V/N] laughs as he twists the blade again, this time back to the left. Peter cries out in pain, one of his hands moving to cover his mouth. “What was their name again? [Y/N]?” Peter cries out again as [V/N] mentions your name, tears brimming in the edges of his eyes.
“They felt soo good! And their cries… oh their cries. So beautiful..” The tears fall freely down Peter's face as [V/N] spoke of the foul things he did. “Hey,” [V/N] turns to Peter, his hands still on the hilt of the blade. “Have you ever wondered what it felt like to gut someone?”
Peter stops moving, his breath hitching. “I’d always wondered, but I’d never been able to try it out until [Y/N] came along.”
Peter stares at [V/N] in a mix of horror and disbelief. “No..” Peter starts. “Please don’t tell me..” [V/N] smirks as he continues, “Their blood was such a stunning shade of red.. so pretty. They put up quite a bit of a fight. Too bad it was all for nothing.”
Peter cries out in pain, his heart aching and throbbing, the rest of the world seemingly had gone silent. Too silent. [V/N] laughs loudly, abruptly pushing the blade further into Peter's abdomen as the teen cries. “Why won’t you stop..?” The teen cries out, hiccups interrupting his sentence a few times. His voice cracked, tears escaping from his red eyes and down his face.
[V/N] smirks softly as he bends slightly and whispers into Peter's ear. “I won’t stop until I go too far.”
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“Kiss me. Kiss me until I am sick of it.”
Your condescending laugh replays in his mind, almost like a mantra of your voice. Your voice is all he can think of. The way it sounded so condescending, yet loving. The way you mockingly spoke to him as if he were a small child.
“I’ll always love you,” the man spoke to his love. “I’ll always love you as long as I live.”
He didn’t understand then, and he most certainly didn’t understand now. Why would you say a thing only to lie? Why? What caused you to react the way you had? Was it something he had done?
“Oh dear.. tut tut. You don’t seem to get it, do you?”
He craves you - he craves your hugs, he wants your little notes you left him, he craves to only hear your voice, if only just once.
“If only there was someone out there who loved you.”
Your words stung. They really did. Except he can’t seem to hate you. It’s unfortunate. The more he tries to hate you, the more he ends up hating himself.
He hates himself for making you think that way. He hates himself for not being good enough for you. He hates everything about himself. He can’t hate you, even if he wished he did.
“Kiss me. Kiss me until I am sick of it.”
He really thought that you could manage to love him. He really did. He thought by saying these bold words he’d never otherwise speak, that it’d somehow lure you in, almost like a moth to a flame. However, his words seemed to have the opposite effect - they only drive you further away.
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LET'S FALL IN LOVE FOR THE NIGHT
You knew it wouldn’t last. It couldn’t - it wasn’t allowed. But oh, was it amazing.
Every touch, every word he spoke, every move he made - it was perfect. He was perfect. He, of course, would never know. You’d never let him. He’d never find out.
(())
You turn to him as you softly speak, almost in a whisper, “Let’s fall in love for the night. Just for tonight. No more, no less.” He then turns to you, a soft smile on his face. “Oh, my love. Tonight is such a short time.”
“I wish it were more.” You say as his hand moves to your face, cupping your cheek.
You then slowly kiss him, your lips pressing against his own. Your head turned only slightly, his hand on your cheek, your lips on his - it was all so overwhelming. It made you feel as if everything was alright. ‘What a change.’ You pull away, the feeling of his lips on yours seeming to linger.
“Why can’t every day be like this?” You ask, looking at him for a brief second before staring off into the sky full of shining stars as you grip his hand. “Because time doesn’t wait for us, my love. Time is brutal - it’s what we always wish we had more of. The more time we have, the more greedy we become.”
“Time doesn’t stop just because we’d like it to. And I’m afraid now isn’t our time.” He then lets go of your hand and stands up, brushing off his trousers. You grab onto your shirt tightly as you watch him walk away from you. You stare at him longingly, wishing you could’ve had more time.
((()))
You watch as he stands at the altar, awaiting his lovely bride. You sit in the front row, your heart seeming to break with every interaction he has with the bride. You can’t bear it - it hurts. It hurts so much, you feel suffocated.
You watch as they speak their vows and ‘I do’s’, tightly clenching your hands together, half moons being pressed in your skin from your nails. You then sigh, as you watch them kiss - officially sealing their love, their marriage. “I guess we did fall in love for that night.”
Coming soon~
(posting so you guys can hold me accountable LOL)
Tags: Fluff. College AU. Pining. Lighthearted jealousy. Reader is DOWN BAD. Delulu reader X Varsity player Tetsuro🥰
₊˚ʚ ᗢ₊˚✧ ﾟ.please tell him₊˚ʚ ᗢ₊˚✧ ﾟ.
In which...
You have been pining for him for so long because you're a wuss who doesn't know how to tell him 😡
The song follows a delulu girlie who's disgustingly in love with some guy to the point where she goes to the places he frequents just so he'll notice her. (Lowkey stalker HELP 💀)
"Paki sabi nalang sa kaniya na mahal ko siya", meaning "Please tell him that I love him" is sort of like her cry for help lol bc she really can't do it on her own.