With My Hero Academia ending soon, I spent some time talking with a friend recently. They encouraged me to find something to occupy myself with now that the show will be ending. I presume they meant a different hobby. I am a creature of habit though, you see.
I would like to start writing again, it will probably be small at first, but we shall see where things lead!! I may be quite rusty yet.
I think I will start with all of the old requests I have sitting in my inbox? I will look into updating rules to requests eventually as well!
Until then, I wish everyone a happy holiday season ahead! <3
who sees this post has to reblog it with something they love about themselves and tag at least one other person. I’m tired of the self-negativity, myself included, so let’s try to spread some positivity, ok?
One thing I love about myself is my artistic abilities.
MSMDMFSNF UH!! i love how far ive come from being an Awkward Kid to being a Slightly Less, More Outspoken Awkward Kid!!! (thats an improvement trust me)
@x-frnksfrthmmrs-x @bulletproofrevenge @justafankid @gway-is-bored and U THE PERSON READING THIS!!!
tagged twice?? How am I supposed to ignore this now!
let’s see… I love that I take little steps to brighten up my day
@asrathemagicalthot @marinmuffins @peachtee-png @toothpaste-and-oj @i-try-to-follow-every-blog
AHHH THANK YOU SO MUCH BABES!!! YOU ARE HONESTLY SUCH A SWEET AND KIND PERSON AND I WOULD LIVE TO GET TO KNOW YOU BETTER UWU MARÍN IS ABSOLUTELY PERFECT AND GORGEOUS AND MAVE WANTS TO SMOOCH HER KAI WANTS TO HANGOUT WITH HER!!
okay! For my compliment I guess I like my sense of style lmfao
Tagging:
@collective-laugh (thanks for Alejandra + my OTP + all the fics that make my heart melt and being my bff I fucking love you 💜💜)
@sleepyselkiesiren (thanks for Ebony and all your beautiful art my precious child!! Ily ❤❤)
@kassim-of-air-celeste-of-fire (how do I even begin to thank you for all that you do?? I couldn’t ask for a better friend and I love you so so much!! Thank you for the fics and Kassim and Celeste and youuuuu ❤❤)
@the-soupiest-artist (we don’t talk much anymore but I’m glad we are friends, your art is always nice to see. 💛)
@thefightingfangirl (Essie and you mean so much to me and I know I’m not active as much as I was before but I love you lots girl! ❤)
@thephoenixmagician (Rhea could throw me across the room please, I love her so much!! You are such a creative, uplifting and inspiring person and I want you to know that!!! ❤)
@deathbyarcana (You and Skye are absolutely wonderful!! You’re art is amazing and you are so creative and sweet! I love you a lot! ❤)
And last but not least,
@pj-the-apprentice / @mishaismyfather (you are one of my bestest friends and I really don’t know what I’d do without you babes, I love you so much and you’re art is so good omfg. 💖💖💖💖💖)
Uhmmmmmmm………..I love my hair? I’ve got (roughly) 3.5 ft.
Taggingggggg
@the-broken-halo-writer THE OG LYRIAN SHIPPERRRRRRRR, BABE I LOVE YOU. you have encouraged me in ways you will never eeever know!! It’s because of you that I feel like I can post in this fandom!!❤️
@magicianapprenticelyra I love talking with you! Hearing your thoughts! And I love it when you shar your unfinished fics and everything in between!! ;3;
@caracalfeather YOU ARE ONE OF THE NICEST PEOPLE I KNOW, you are literally the only Critter I know and actually have a relationship with lmaooo but I love you all the same! (Please continue to let Rose destroy my girl Lyra.)
@ EVERY ONE ELSE WHO FOLLOWS ME, I LOVE AND APRECIATE EVERY SINGLY ONE IF YOU GREMLINS!
AHHH SORRY IM SEEING THIS SO LATE ITS BEEN BUSY LATELY
ANYWAY, I’m happy with the fact that I’ve actually eaten today :)
I’m tagging @the-soupiest-artist even though she’s already done it. You were one of my first mutuals even though we don’t talk that much anymore. Long live Lyrian tho 👀 Miss you babe!
@captainbluevibes Do I have to say anything other than just *finger guns*
@sassy-potato-moose You started following me not that long ago but you’re always so nice and supportive and yeah, I just really appreciate you.
@annewrighthglc do I need to say anything? Literally you’re so nice? And amazing? How?
@briswriting/@moonyremvs your writing has got me screaming you’re so talenteddd
@haikyuuwriting I just,, mmm *chef kiss* perfection
Oh! And @mysticmessofcrap ! You’re great, love you babe!!! You’re always so supportive :)
Also everyone who follows me, I love you guys so much and you literally made me so uhhh yeah!
Something I really love about myself are my eyes 💙
@friskywiggles you are really it sweet and you seem like you would be a great friend! 💙
@froggychairgirl you are so kind and sweet and you always say really supportive things! 💙
@sprainedwingz I only recently started following you but I adore your writing and you are really kind and supportive! 💙
@wonderwomanfantasy I love your writing and you are absolutely amazing! 💙
@moonlightreetops you are super sweet and seem like such a fun person! 💙
@hazel-eyed-hunter we don’t interact much but I love your blog and you are really sweet and funny! 💙
@hushed-muses you’re blog is amazing! 💙
@dontshootmespence I love everything about your blog and your writing ! You were one of the very first writers I followed on here and your fics never fail to make me smile!
And @ all my followers give yourselves some love!!! 💙💙💙
Now for Sof’s discord sever, because they said they wanted this (I am so sorry if I tag the wrong people, I’m just going off a list and picking what I think is right): @myherowritings @toritpn @daninaninani @spacegaysthetic @yestrashyratposts @bokutokotaruwu @plusultrawritings @superviralgalaxy @quirkswriting @606-headcanons @jaideite @lolicontraband @th3maraud3rsmap @sanurrwrites @thatssokatsuki @izuniias @krazyotakunerd @shigawaki-tomuwa @agustval @bnhabadass @monsieurpinata @queen-bubble @violet-alchemist @iguro-s @chirity-chu @hyperfix-ation @makethiscanon @gagsongrapes @bakubitchass @margizy @danny-devitowo @mythixlly @ramen-rambles
Tumblr isn’t letting me tag anyone else rn so this is what I have.
As a fic writer, i need every reader to know that:
I don’t care if your comment is coherent. I know what you mean and i love you
I don’t care if you ramble. I read every word and i love you
I don’t care if you leave a comment on a fic from four years ago or leave comments/kudos on like ten of my fics in one go. This isn’t IG, pls stalk my AO3. I love you
I don’t care if you mention the same thing in your comment that four other people have already mentioned. It’s actually really useful to know what resonated with people and I love everyone who takes the time to tell me they liked a particular turn of phrase
I don’t mind if your comment is super long or just a couple of sentences, i love them all
It’s been three days that I have moved into my new apartment. It’s beautiful, spacious, I have enough room for all my shit without being cramped.
I have my cat and my dog, they’re happy and adjusting. Everything would seem great.
But it’s not.
3 times in these 3 days one of our bathrooms has been having problems. Every time someone flushes upstairs,
Sewage, other people’s FLUSHED WHATEVER is overflowing into our apartment.
I am... devistated.
I was so looking forward to this... to finally getting my first place and doing what I want and how I want it. Maybe I was too hopeful... shit (literally, in this case) always happens when something so important to me is going on.
And the apartment people KNEW this could happen! They fucking KNEW and didn’t tell us to push our move in date back until the issue was resolved.
So now what?
Oh, simple.
We’re going to have to move again!
Where to? I have no idea. I don’t know how long it will take. All I know is that I am completely miserable. So much of my money has gone into this place, only for it to have been destroyed when it could EASILY have been avoided if not for the incompetence of the apartment staff.
So here I am... sore, tired, with a raging migraine that just won’t stop.
Moving again is going to cost money. Money that I now don’t have because it’s been put I to this place and I literally have $100 left after everything.
Please, please, PLEASE if you are interested at all, I have art and writing commissions open, my kofi, and my Etsy store, if you want to help me out in any way. And please reblog or share this post... it helps.
For now, I’m tired... and I have to be at work in the morning. So I’m going to drink tea, eat some goldfish and become a fucking mermaid.
let fat girls be princesses. let fat girls be goddesses draped in translucent gowns. let fat girls wear pastels and miniskirts and high-waisted shorts and crop tops. let fat girls wear leather boots and spike up their hair or shave it off completely. let fat girls be fat girls in their own way without any unnecessary limitations.
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- a new character shows up
- someone speaks
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- a new idea, subject, or topic is introduced
- time passes or reverts to an earlier point
- the setting changes
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Hi! I just wanted to check in and make sure you're okay, it's just been awhile since I've seen you on my dash and a got a little concerned. I hope everything is okay love! ❤️
This is so sweet! Yes, I’m doing alright, I just had a lot happening recently because I had some weird midterm like tests to do before spring break, and I also started a new job too! Just trying to find my balance again between everything c:
✨💛 This is the Amazing Person Award! 🏆Once you are given this award you are supposed to paste it in the ask of eight different people, who, in your opinion, deserve it. If you break the chain nothing will happen, but it is sweet to know someone thinks you're amazing inside and out 💛✨
Request: (1) hi,,, could i don’t wanna say this is an emergency request but can you write izuku comforting a female reader who’s ptsd got triggered by a family member in a drunken rage,,, thank u in advance!!!!
(2) emergency comfort request please! i'm having a rough night ;-;
A/n: I personally kind of had a hard time trying to write this, I also have a family member like this, so I can understand how hard it can be to handle that. I hope things get better and that you can find a way out of this situation, I love you! I hope this helps you both out a little
Warnings: Fluff, swearing, vague alcoholism, ummm overall negativity? Idk how to tag this i’m sorry~
Everything was loud. So loud. You couldn’t hear anything except for the screaming and bottles shattering against miscellaneous surfaces within your home, all just on the other side of your old bedroom door. You wanted to cry but there were no tears left in you, not for these people at least. You had grown accustomed to this drunken violence as a child, but now you were a proud U.A. student, and you had handled much worse than this.
You finished packing the bag you had brought with you, pulling the zippers together at the top of the bag before flinging one of the straps over your shoulder easily. You took another look around your childhood room, allowing a last bit of nostalgia to hold you in your place a moment longer. You wouldn’t be coming back here, not again. Not after this. You ducked your head through the window, pulling a leg to your chest and over the windowsill. Once you had shifted your weight to the right side of your body, you squeezed the left half through to follow.
Now that you were outside you could feel how cold it truly was, plumes of white dissipating into the night air as you exhaled a sigh. You couldn't have picked a worse time to try to come home, and end up leaving again, as you always did. This time was different though, you vowed to yourself. You wouldn’t come back here again, not if they weren’t going to work to be better people, like you strived to do.
U.A. campus was at least an hour’s walk from your home, but it was so late that there was no way you would be able to find a cab driver or a bus to take you back, so you would have to walk despite the cold. It gave you time to ponder though, so you couldn’t really complain all that much. What were you going to do when you got back? Surely no one would be back from visiting their families for winter break yet, so would you be all alone in the dorms for the next few days? The thought sounded nice, but you also wanted someone to lift your spirits, someone to console you. That would have to wait you supposed, you could probably talk to Aizawa, he never left the school for very long it seemed.
As the dorm building came into view you could feel your mood lighten, especially at the prospect of getting inside where you could warm up, and maybe eat some popcorn! Just the thought of any snacks made your mouth water, the realization that you hadn’t eaten as often as you normally did whilst you had been back to visit your family made your stomach growl ravenously. You quickened your pace, ready to be able to feel your extremities once more once you were no longer trapped outside in the cold weather.
Your numb fingers gripped the handle to the entryway door gingerly, it was somehow colder than you were and the metal nearly burned you on contact. You heaved the door open, quickly shutting it behind you once more when you had made your way through it. A sigh of relief escaped you as the central heating began to warm your frigid body. You made your way to the kitchen, fully anticipating to spend a good amount of time rummaging through what had yet to expire within the fridge and the pantry.
“(Y/n)? What are you doing here?”
A shriek filled the air as you whipped around to face the voice, unaware that there had been other people in the dorm. Why wasn’t this person with their family? Your frantic eyes locked with a dazzling pair of green ones, and you felt your heart stutter in your chest. Midoriya? What the hell was he doing here instead of with his mother?
“Hey, (Y-Y/n), why are you crying?!” Midoriya was moving towards you quickly now, and you were confused by his question, mind not managing to catch up to his hasty words as you lifted your fingers to feel the tears the adorned your cheeks. Did the fright of suddenly being with company scare you into tears?
Midoriya gripped your shoulders firmly, but left enough room in his grip for you to remain comfortable, he likely didn’t want to startle or upset you further. “What’s wrong, did something happen, or did I just really scare you?”
You shook your head at the emerald haired boy, you weren’t sure what to tell him. Of course you had been upset the entirety of the time you had been gone from your friends and classmates, but Midoriya didn’t need to know about all of that, that was too heavy of a subject to bring down upon the energetic boy.
“Yeah...I guess you scared me Midoriya.” Your reply was half hearted, but Midoriya wasn’t going to press you for answers if you didn’t want to be asked, it was none of his business anyway, and if you wanted to tell him you would on your own time. You placed a hand over one of his own, which still sat atop your shoulder, and gave it a gentle squeeze. “But I’ll be fine, as long as it’s just you here and not someone like Bakugo!”
Your laughter lightened the mood exponentially, bringing a smile to Midoriya’s face, which made you feel at ease as well. You released one another, and Midoriya moved around you to take a seat at one of the barstools that sat beneath the counter, watching you pull miscellaneous items out of the refrigerator to eat. A jar of pickles, a package of sliced cheese, a (surprisingly) fresh container of strawberries, before closing the door and bringing your haul over the where he sat, placing the items before him dutifully.
You popped open the small plastic container of strawberries first, holding one out to him. “So why are you even here Midoriya? Shouldn’t you be at home with your mom?” He took the sweet fruit from your hands, twirling it by its stem mindlessly as he answered your question.
“Well, I wanted to get back here and get a head start on training before everyone else returned, since I still have a lot further to go to be at the same pace as you all.” You nodded at his words thoughtfully, taking a bite out of your own strawberry before twisting the lid off of the jar of dill pickles. He watched as you took a bit from the green spear, crunching audibly and making a funny face at the sour taste of it. “Why are you back so early? Did you want to start training too, or did something happen while you were home?”
You paused at his words noticeably, you figured he would have come to some conclusion or another about why you had returned so early as well, but you never would have guessed he could have figured out the exact reason that you had come back, and with such little insight as to what had happened in the first place. You pondered how you would answer him briefly, seeing no reason to lie to the boy about your circumstances, it wasn’t like it really affected you anymore, not now that you had decided to never go back there.
“Yeah, something happened at home. But it’ll be okay, I’m not going to keep putting myself into those situations anymore, I’m not going back there again. My home is here now, with all of you.”
You could feel the boy’s eyes burning holes into the top of your head, but you pretended to busy yourself with opening your package of sliced cheese instead of acknowledging it.
“I promise I’m okay Midoriya, I’m used to the situation as it is. I grew up around it, so I just learned to handle it.”
“Izuku.”
You blinked down at the cheese in your hand. “What?”
“Call me Izuku, please.”
Now you were confused and curious, unable to stop yourself from lifting your head to look at the boy across the counter from you. Tears had welled up in the corners of his eyes, threatening to spill from his lids any second, and a heavy blush covered his nose and cheeks. It felt like the heat from his face had radiated to yours with how quickly a blush covered your own features, unable to help it with how vulnerable he looked now, sitting before you.
“Mid-, I mean Izuku, why are you crying?”
It was your turn to reach out to him, holding his heated cheeks in your hands and rubbing beneath his eyelids, brushing away the tears that escaped them.
“I-I just care about you so much, and it h-hurts to see you looks so apathetic about whatever has been going on! It makes me feel like I haven’t been paying enough attention to you, or that I could have prevented whatever brought you back h-here…” His words were hushed, but they were full of pent up emotion, but you stopped short at what he had said.
“Izuku, you care about me?”
His gaze hardened, not out of anger, but determination it seemed.
“Y-Yes! (Y/n), you’re so strong and so beautiful, how could I not have feeling for you?” He buried his face further into your hands, trying to hide his embarrassed expression within your palms. You couldn’t help but to squeeze his cheeks lightly, smiling back at him.
“I like you too, Izuku...and you’re pretty cute yourself.”
The way you giggled sent his heart fluttering in his chest, and he dropped his face from your hand and straight into the countertop. “I think I could die equally of happiness and of embarrassment right now.”
Izuku joined your laughter, although his sounded strained, but it was still genuine. You approached his side of the counter, finishing off the remainder of your slice of cheese before you rested your head atop of his left shoulder.
“You wanna go play some video games and talk, or read some comic books? I feel like we have a lot to catch up on Izu-Cutie~!”
“Yeah, that would be nice…” He smiled up at you, looking at you from the corner of his eyes. “And what did you call me?”
hi,,, could i don’t wanna say this is an emergency request but can you write izuku comforting a female reader who’s ptsd got triggered by a family member in a drunken rage,,, thank u in advance!!!!
Just posted bb! I hope it makes you feel a bit better about what’s going on, and feel free to send me a message if you every need to talk, I’ve been through the same things and I know how tough it can be!
reblog this if you’re a fanfic writer & your motivation to write actually increases when readers actually show interest & give you feedback. even just a reblog or a little comment here and there
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