i cant remember/find the post, but there was one that was like “dramatic twiyor reveal except they instantly freak out about leaving anya alone” and. yeah. i agree
MY GOAT!!!!!!!!
puppy love? — SHE KNOWS
synopsis : “chishiya and i are merely just friends, nothing more nothing less..” was the lie you told the world—and god did that make chishiya pissed off at you. those moments together were not real to you? fuck you and those memories. everything that had to do with you were nothing but useless memories he wanted to erase.
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A/N: it’s a shorter one but hey IM ACTUALLY ACTUALLY OUT OF MY BURNOUT NOW HAHA anyways i’m ready to finish this series but anyways chishiya and yn still hurting idk why they can’t talk it out like adults they weirddd
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Joe Keery as Steve Harrington STRANGER THINGS | 4x08
if these leaks are real, I will simply pretend they don’t exist.
BNHA epilogue? never heard of it, the manga ended at chapter 430
that’s it, I will never, ever accept an ending where Izuku didn’t open an agency with Katsuki, where Katsuki didn’t even come close to becoming #1 Hero, where so many heavy and important topics like family abuse, societal rejection of certain types of quirks, human trafficking, so many things Horikoshi addressed were just… ignored in the end? giving me a shoujo manga ending? I won’t accept it.
if this epilogue is true, I’ll pretend it doesn’t exist
bitches be like “I’m a writer” and then abandon their wip for months. it’s me I’m bitches.
# ON AND ON
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thinking about multilingual bakugou who knows japanese english korean french arabic spanish and cantonese fluently and you both usually converse in your native language. sometimes he teaches you a little japanese and you can understand bits of it when he’s on the phone with his family but i can imagine randomly if you both go get like ice cream together and you ask him in japanese “what flavour do you want?” and he’s so confused as to why you’re speaking his language but low-key endeared that he gives you one big smirk and one long wordy intense sentence full of vocab and opinions about which flavour he wants.
he’d say it all so cockily knowing you wouldn’t understand especially when he could’ve just given you a one word reply. and seeing your baffled expression your mouth shaped to say “what?!” he hugs you to his chest with one arm and kisses the top of your head. he says in your native language, “i just said chocolate baby.”
# cw: sukuna x fem!reader, fluff, probably ooc sukuna, almost tooth rotting fluff, if there's any grammar errors pls lmk to correct those
# wc: 234 words
thinking about spending a lazy weekend with sukuna at his chambers, just laid down in his bed with him, tangled legs, scrolling down on your phone while he's reading some book above your head and playing with your hair, removing his hand from it just to change the page and put them back to work.
the sun is shining through the window, making his room just warm enough to make you feel sleepy and cozy.
it's about time when sukuna hear a light snoring coming from below his chin, the rise and fall of your back, your calm heartbeat beating into your ribcage and reverberating through his chest, syncing his own heart with yours. looking down just to find your fast asleep, your phone still in your hand and long forgotten. he pauses for a couple of minutes to just admire your peaceful state, so soft, cozy, it's really hard to not feel sleepy too.
closing the book, taking your phone and putting it on the nightstand, he adjust himself in your embrace, scenting your perfume from your neck, finding comfort in there. the sun is glistening through both bodies laid down next to each other, such a beautiful scene just like one of the rom-com movies you made him watch.
and whispering an "i love you" that he, in this exact moment, realises he was deeply and utterly in love with you.
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