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Currently mostly have mha stuff written, but I also love JJK and AOT! Send me requests and I might do them ⟡₊ ⊹
saving all my love 4 you is soooo real bc i too would not have the patience to be with a man that refuses to proudly wear the title of my boyfriend. kento's one was ESPECIALLY hurtful tho 😭
exactly situationships should be EXTINCT either love me or leave me idc. They are everywhere these days ugh just LOVE ME
no cause nanami had me hurting cause that’s my man right there
hate might not even be the right word, something else, something deeper and rougher and tangled up. but hate is the only word that fits for now.
you hate the way they look at you: bright and blue, impossibly clear. you hate the way his pupils dilate when you walk into a room. you hate how you always notice it. how it lingers in your memory. how, if someone handed you a pencil and paper, you could draw them with such precision they’d know exactly who you were thinking of.
people wear their hearts on their sleeves, but Satoru? he wears his on his eyes.
not that he makes it easy. you have to really look. look past the grin, the easy words, the deliberate charm, to catch the flicker of something real before it vanishes. before it’s buried under that too-practiced mask.
you hate that too. how his eyes are so expressive and yet so often false. how just a second earlier, they betrayed something honest. something fragile.
then, one night, you cry under the stars. and when his eyes find you, for once, they don't lie.
they swirl with so much, love and also hate, pain and also fear. but they don't swirl with lies. he sits beside you that night, doesn’t say much, just listens. and his eyes never look away.
you look into them now, and the hate is long gone—if it was ever really hate at all.
is there even a single word that could ever describe Satoru Gojo?
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just wanted to drop in and say that “The Heart Cracks Before it Shatters” was incredible, I love it so much and know it’s a fic I will always come back to!! thank you for sharing 🧡
the love I get on this fic never fails to make my heart warm, thank you so much!
I see everytime someone comments/reposts or anything, and I appreciate every single word you guys say :)
2 who do you think you write the most accurately for?
sorry if already been asked 🙌🙌 just curious
hmm lets seee ...
my fave charcter to write about is probs kirishima, likely cause hes my ultimate fave. hes literally been my phone homescreen for years
i think i write the best for bakugou orrr todoroki. i relate to todoroki so that comes naturally, whereas bakugou i moreso have the most practice and understand him (imo anyway). Outside of mha, in jjk i think i write the best for geto, he just flows
thanks for the q's!!! i love learning this about other people too so i would be happy to hear whats yous think :)
i really love the way you wrote, "The heart cracks before it shatters" because, for me, you exactly wrote it the way Bakugou would behave. he loves hard, he doesn't do half assed stuff, so a divorce is not an option if he married reader. and he's certainly not perfect, so of course, relationship problems will arise such as this one. focusing on his goals, thinking that's enough.. UGHH I CAN'T PUT IT INTO WORDS T^T BUT THIS IS SO KATSUKI FR T^T I LOVE IT AMBEJWJWKE
you did great, author! you wrote incredibly well ♡
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wow thank you so much! I really appreciate and totally agree with you about Bakugou, he loves HARDDDD
I’m really in the mood to write another series soon, not sure what and if I have the time … but I have the itch …
Anyywayyyy I’m so glad you liked it, praise is always welcome round here 😇😇😇😇😇😇😇😇
Hi I found you recently n wanna let u know I love ur posts sm- I think your work is just the best, the texts are so creative! was just curious if you had an ao3? Would love to support you elsewhere too
hiii that’s so nice of you to say 🥹
I do but I’ve never posted anything on it, posting on a03 was actually my original idea (I used to write aot ship fanfic) so I started my tumblr to get better at writing, and become obsessed lol
One more night.
One more night until Katsuki left for America.
You both knew it was coming, had known for a while. The plans had been set in stone long before you’d even met. Still, that didn’t make it any easier. It had settled between you as this quiet, mutual dread that neither of you really talked about.
Maybe neither of you had expected things to get this far so quickly. That you’d fall into each other’s lives so easily. That being together would feel this natural.
Tonight though, the silence in Katsuki’s bed is different from before. The soft laughter, the whispered teasing, the late-night conversations that used to fill the space—they're gone. Replaced now by the quiet weight of his arms around you. Like he’s memorizing the shape of you. Holding you just in case this is the last time.
And maybe it will be. That’s the scary part.
You haven’t known each other that long. Six months apart is a long time. So you made the hard, adult decision—not to make promises you couldn’t keep. Not to restrict each other. Just a quiet agreement to see each other when he comes back. It’s mature. It’s logical. It’s probably the right thing to do.
Long distance sucks. Starting it this early could be a death sentence for something still so new. You both knew that. But still, the unknown sits heavy in your stomach. What if he finds someone else? What if you do? What if time and distance wear away at the memories until they’re too faint to reach for? What if, when he comes back, you’re just strangers again?
It’s late. The room is dim and still, but neither of you are asleep. You can feel Katsuki resisting it, even though his alarm is set for 4 a.m. to catch his flight. His fingers move slowly through your hair—gentle, thoughtful.
“I’m really going to miss you, you know,” you whisper. Because there’s nothing else to say. And because it’s true. Every word of it.
He hesitates. “I… I’m going to miss you too.”
If you hadn’t gotten to know him these past few weeks, really know him, you might have mistaken the flatness in his voice for detachment. But you have gotten to know him. You hear the weight behind the words. You feel the way his arms tighten around you, like he’s afraid that letting go now might mean letting go for good.
You try to keep your voice light. “Try not to forget about me, Katsuki.”
It’s meant to be a joke. It doesn’t quite land like one.
His voice is soft.
“Never.”
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inspired by my situationship
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