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THE WAY YALL BE DESCRIBING THESE MEN HAS ME WANTING TO BE LOVED BY A WRITTERRRRR

BEING IMMORTALIZED FOR EVERYTHING YOU ARE

YOUR APPERANCE

YOUR BEAUTY

YOUR HEART AND YOUR SOUL

BUT MOST IMPORTANTLY YOUR SINS AND YOUR FLAWS

YOUR DEEPEST SECRETS

BECAUSE ITS APART OF YOU

BEING A WRITERS MUSEEE IS GOLD STITCHED INTO LIFES ETERNAL POEMMSSS

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I'm 100% sure someone made this joke already lol They're cooked 😔

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me : i fucking love this character

tumblr : here’s a scenario of them cheating!

me : wtf

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omg hear me out!!! the witch reader and mark and what happens when they casted a truth spell on them ?! like imagine the whole day, it’s just mark rambling about his deepest thoughts, no matter how silly and reader just like “good to know he really loves me” (also loveee your writing during this invincible fic drought)

Ooooh this is such a good request!! I can already imagine Mark just rambling non-stop while Reader is loving every second of it lol💖

You were at your desk, carefully enchanting a small charm meant to improve focus when Mark walked in. Still wearing his Invincible suit, dirt smudged across his cheek.

“What’s that?” he asked. Peering over your shoulder.

“Just a simple focusing spell” you said. “WAIT DONT TOUCH IT”

But of course, Mark’s curiosity was stronger than your warning. Before you could stop him, he reached out, touching the crystal. The glow flared bright, warm, and Mark blinked rapidly.

“Huh” he said. “Weird. I feel like I need to talk.”

You stared at him. “Talk about what?”

“I dunno” Mark shrugged. “Like I noticed how you changed your shampoo and your hair smells amazing. And how cute you look when you’re concentrating.. Oh…oh no, what the–”

You bit your lip, stifling a giggle. “I think you may have triggered a truth spell.”

“A what now?” Mark asked, looking horrified.

“A truth spell,” you repeated, trying not to grin. “It makes you say whatever’s on your mind.”

“Okay,” Mark said carefully. “Okay, that’s… fine. I just won’t talk.” Slapping a hand over his mouth.

That lasted ten seconds before he groaned loudly.

“God, you’re so pretty,” he blurted, hands still over his face. “Like, unfair levels of pretty. It’s distracting sometimes. Like, one time last week I was thinking about your smile during a fight and I nearly got punched in the face. Oh my god, I’m still talking.”

Mark whined, pacing around the room. “I think about kissing you like every five seconds! And you know what’s worse? Sometimes I practice what I’m gonna say to you in the mirror because I don’t wanna sound like a dork. But guess what? I sound like a dork anyway!”

“No wonder you take so long in the bathroom,” you grinned.

“Oh my god,” Mark muttered. “I’m gonna die.”

You tried to reverse the spell, but it lingered far longer than intended. Throughout the day, Mark’s nonstop rambling followed you everywhere. Even when he was flying you home after a mission, he was still at it. “you smell nice, that one time you wore my hoodie, I didn’t wash it for like a week because it smelled like you”

“Mark!”

“I seriously don’t get how you make magic look so easy,” Mark said, voice a little softer this time. “Like, you’re just... amazing. Even when I’m having a bad day, just being around you makes it better. And sometimes I feel like you don’t know how incredible you are. I wanna tell you every single time I see you, but I don’t wanna annoy you. So I just shut up about it but now I can’t shut up about it and… I really love you, okay?”

The words hit you harder than you expected. For once, Mark’s voice was quiet. Sincere. Raw.

“You mean that?” you asked softly.

“I can’t lie right now,” he said with a lopsided smile.

Finally, you managed to break the spell and Mark lets out a loud sigh of relief, immediately covering his face.

“I’m never showing my face again,” he mumbled. You leaned forward. Pressing a kiss to his cheek.

“Why? I kinda liked hearing how much you love me.”

“I’m never gonna live this down,” Mark groaned.

“Nope,” you smiled. “Not a chance.”

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When I go read a fanfic, but then see it was last updated over two years ago

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me

Jason: You can't adopt every kid you see on the street, Y/N!

Y/N, hugging a random girl: Yes I can! She's our child now.

Jason: We already have 12 other kids you took in!

Y/N: And? She's our child now, too.

Jason:

Jason, secretly happy: Fine.

Y/N: Good because I wasn't taking no for an answer anyway.

Y/N: Besides, this one is the last one, I promise.

Jason: That's what you said five kids ago.

Random kid walking out of the kitchen: You guys are gonna need a bigger house.

Jason: *Looks at Y/N with his hands on his hips*

Y/N: *Nervously laughs* surprise?

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recreating these with my man pretending it’s mark grayson brb

Mark Grayson x Fem presenting Reader Sketches just because I can

I’m also going to start holding Ao3 author’s hostage because there are like less than 30 Mark fics. What crime do I have to commit to get a 200k slow burn l, angst filled, yearning, 30 chapter bedtime story

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Hi everyone! I know i’ve been gone for such a long time and a lot has happened.

I just want to preface by saying that I come and go on this account and i’m going to stay on hiatus for awhile. my life has been moving so quick and i made this account and started actively posting when I was only 15-16 and im 19 now so my mindset has not only changed but also the way i write (i went into uni for journalism so something came out of me being a writer) and i don’t watch as much of anime anymore so whenever i do get back into it, ill try my best to adapt it into my writing.

honeslty this platform has given me so much and the more i think about it, i just have fond memories and felt i could’ve really worked up if i kept actively posting but my last year of hs was exhausting and now im a sophomore in uni so now im juggling adult life- which is intense.

idk i guess im just here ranting bc no one acc knows who i am here, just a girl who enjoys writing and wants to update the unknown on my life.

my main inspiration for my writing and whom i based all of my works on, broke up with me. acc cheated on me a year ago which was weird to imagine but a year later i found love again and have some other inspo. i didn’t forget you guys, never could. i have some drafts of my own writing based of him in my laptop and i might just change the names and add some more details and post.

but yeah…life is a crazy journey and i’m formed into this woman who I didn’t expect to be 4 years ago but i’ll be back eventually and when i do, i’ll be better than before.

all love guys ❤️

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hellooo everyone!! im so sorry for not being active at all as of late. I know i said semi hiatus but i lied 😭

i recently entered a rlly important year for me and im struggling to make due with what i have, also family and a bunch of other stuff keeps coming up but it’s fine, im managing

i rlly want to write again, and i’ve improved quite a lot however finding the time is rlly hard, especially with the work load from school and everything

i just wanted you guys to know im still here and available and hopefully i’ll be back as soon as i can !!

i love you all <3

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just wanted to pop on here and show you guys the first thing i wrote and posted here was more than a yr ago.

also the guy i wrote this about in back in my life 😄

Driver’s License

Pairing: Kuroo x Reader

Words: 1.1K

Genre: Angst, Fluff if you squint

Warning: Angst, some swearing.

Part 2

Note: This story is based off of Olivia Rodrigo’s song “Drivers License”, which I have on repeat. Also, this is the first time I’ve wrote in awhile, so it may not be that good. If there are any problems, please let me know! 

Keep reading

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“so what’s he like?”

you sigh, one indicating that you are indeed a person in love. Your heart feels so full of life when you’re with him, and there’s nothing else you’d rather feel.

“If I asked him to give me the world- he’d give me the universe in return.”

Miya Atsumu, Oikawa Tooru, Iwaizumi Hajime, Bokuto Koutarou, Hinata Shoyou, Tanaka Ryunosuke, Yamamoto Taketora, Tendou Satori, Semi Eita, Sakusa Kiyoomi

Note: Take this as my sorry for being on hiatus for so long (also its currently 6 am and I haven't slept so this is clearly half-assed and directed at something <3)

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you could do it pro inui sanzu rindou and kazutora seeing your old scars from mutilation feel back to ignore me and don't need if you feel uncomfortable have a good day

Hi there! So sorry it took me so long to reply to this :P

Okay so if I'm being honest, I started writing this (acc I was almost done too) but then I realized Idk enough about this topic to create a solid fic on it. If I did write it, most of it are help from Google and that feels unfair for me and to anyone else that went through it to write this without any real knowledge of it.

I'm really sorry if you have gone through this, and if anything, it just shows how strong you are as a person. My respect for you is out of this world. If you ever need to talk, my messages are always open! <3

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If Anything Happens: I Love You

Oikawa Tooru x Reader- SMAU

Genre: Romance/ Fluff/ Angst/ Comedy

Status: On-going

Warnings: Talks about depression, unstable family life, language, suggestive jokes (more to be added)

Synopsis: School is incredibly boring. Everyone knows that. So what happens when one day the new cute guy walks into your classroom? Let’s see if one conversation can turn into something more.

Chapter 1…………………..coming soon

Chapter 2…………………..coming soon

Chapter 3…………………..coming soon

Chapter 4…………………..coming soon

Chapter 5…………………..coming soon

(more TBA)

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oh my goodness- 495 notes you guys are crazy what 😭😭 thank you sm 🥺❤️ ily all omg thank you

That’s My Face!

Pairings: Miya Atsumu x F!Reader ft. Miya Osamu

Genre: Comedy, Fluff ??

Warnings: Some cursing, mentions of blood and the dentist, and some fighting (it’s the miya brothers what do you expect?)

Note: This is so random but i got the idea off a tiktok i think ??? idk i had this in my drafts for awhile and had to finish it and forgot BUT this is different from literally every single one of my writings. enjoy this while i go through my matchups and requests <3

“Oh ma Goth- Ya hathe ma futhin fathe!”

“Thut up ya thcrub…”

You sat in the chair beside your boyfriend, laughing unbelievably hard at the conversation you’re witnessing between his counterpart.

“I wanth ma girlfren…” Atsumu says, deliriously looking around for said person, only for them to be recording the scene before them.

You see, Atsumu and Osamu at their delightful age of 20 decided to get their wisdom teeth out and their mother (who still books their appointments from time to time) booked these two together.

Now the best part of this time was that their mother couldn’t pick them up since she got busy and the twins clearly can’t drive so who better to do it then the loving, and basically family at this point, girlfriend?

So here you are, watching your boyfriend and his brother so high on anesthesia that they can’t even recognize each other. Meaning; they forgot they’re a twin.

“Thake tha fathe oth ya fathe. Ith mine.” Atsumu says, pointing at what he believes to be fake Astsumu.

“You thake tha hair oth ya heath. Ith lookths like pith.” Osamu retorts back, his gauze falling out his mouth and the nurse coming to put it back in.

After awhile of them arguing, you finally got them to head into the car. But that was a mission on it’s own.

“DON’TH THAKE MA AWAY. I HAVE A GIRLFREN!” Atsumu yells while being dragged by you in the parking lot.

“I HAVE NO GIRLFREN BUT DON’TH THAKE MA EITHER!” Osamu yells along with his brother.

I should just leave them here…it’s not like I understand half of what they’re saying anyways.

“Atsumu, I’m literally your girlfriend.” You tell him

“No ya noth, ma girlfrenths at work.”

“I left work to pick you up.”

“Yer noth ma girlfren.”

“Oh my goddd- just get in the car!” If you’re being honest, this Atsumu is harder to deal with than the other Atsumus you’ve dealt with.

You look at Osamu, hoping he’d be find, only to find him sleeping on the side of the car.

“‘Samu get up, I’ll put you in the car.” You say shaking him awake.

“Othay…”

One down. One more to go.

“‘Tsum if I get you food on the way will you please come in the car?”

“Hmmm, thure. BUTH! Ya canth kithnap ma! I wanna thee ma girlfren.” He says to you, while hoping inside the car.

“oh don’t worry, you’ll see your girlfriend alright…” you grumble out

“Wa thoes he hathe ma fathe?!” Atsumu screams out to Osamu, making you almost hit something with your car.

You are so close to losing your patience.

“That’s ‘Samu, ‘Tsumu. Your brother. Your biological twin brother.”

“Bu’ ‘a athe mine in tha womb.”

“No, I athe mine in tha womb.” Samu replies, drool and saliva dripping on his shirt.

“‘Samu! Stick the gauze back in your mouth!” You yell at him through the driver’s seat.

“Bu’ it hurths- Oh my God! There blooth in ma futhin’ mouth!”

“UGH!” You groan, face planting into your steering wheel at the red light.

‘Tsumu looks at you and then the person who somehow has his face, “Ya mathe tha prethy girl math.”

“Thorry.”

Eventually, you dropped the boys off to their parents house, so they can have the responsibility of taking care of the trouble twins, in the process of mentioning how Atsumu, your boyfriend, tried to bite you out the way because he thought he was being kidnapped and Osamu who tried to wipe his drool on your shirt because he didn’t know where to wipe it.

“Oh my dear! That sounds troublesome…” Mrs. Miya smiles apologetically at you, thanking you for taking care of her two sons when she couldn’t, before continuing, “It’s almost funny actually, that’s how they used to act as kids. I can’t believe I have to do it all over again after more than 10 years…” She looks back to the living room, only to find ‘Samu on top on ‘Tsumu, holding him down as good as he can in his anesthesia filled body, trying to spit at him and ‘Tsumu yelling for him to take his face off.

“Well, good luck…”

Bonus:

“Y/n please stop watching that video. It’s embarassing.”

“Yeah, but you know what else is embarrassing ? Your own boyfriend not recognizing you and calling you a fucking kidnapper.” You tease at him.

“I said sorry! And delete- Don’t watch that part!” ‘Tsumu yells at you.

“This is humiliating…” Osamu groans into his hands.

“Definitely worth giving Suna the bags of chuupets.”

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1:37 AM- M.O

why does your heart feel like it’s bleeding? it feels like you have the air in you lungs but you can’t breathe. each time you close your eyes, you see his face, and you wish it would stay. you look for a piece of him in anything you do.

right person, wrong time. right person, wrong time. right person, wrong time.

how many times will you keep telling yourself that? it’s like a broken record, playing on repeat.

don’t leave me. stay. i miss you. i love you.

first love hurts the hardest- just as they say.

“im sorry, i can’t do this. this will go nowhere- i can’t hurt you again.”

how many times are you going to repeat this?

“it’s alright- i understand”

and why does he have to be so fucking understanding.

yell at me, lecture me, call me names- something! anything!

just please…all you want, is him here with you.

“i’ll always care for you.” “you’re my first love- i can never hate you.” “look deep down in my heart, you’ll see i feel just as strongly for you as i did all those years ago”

they’re just words you suppose. Osamu was always good with them. each time he complimented you, his ears would flush, ans every time you teased him, he’d call you a random nickname with a kiss on the head to shut you up.

his voice was your lullaby and you’re favourite song. you could listen to it on repeat for hours. hearing his voice put a smile on your face- one only he could give you. the way you laugh with him was the type of laugh only he will ever know. the kinda laugh that made your eyes crinkle and you gasping for air. the kind of laugh that gave osamu pride.

“you can never hurt me”

everything is just replaying in your head. it was for the better- ending it before it got too complicated. but you’re pretty sure you feel your body breaking down. you need him, just one word, one touch, one more minute of happiness- before it all goes.

love hurts. but it hurts even more when you thought it’d be them at the end.

Note: i’m really sad rn and going through a heartbreak so enjoy this sad piece based off of what i was acc told and what it feels like rn lol. i just wrote this to feel better. still on my hiatus tho but i’ll be fine so <3

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gonna go on a mini-hiatus. (don’t worry too much, i’ll be back soon. Cant leave my fave place <3)

my dms are still open so don’t worry :) 💗

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omg i forgot i have requests and matchups to finish. i’m so sorry 😭😭 i’m so busy >_<

they’ll be done one day i swear