natalie

a writing and reading lover, particularly fanfiction <3

[itskkings]

I’m currently in the midst of reading a bakudeku fic, Fire Lily to be specific. Should I be scared 😳

[itskkings]

This song makes me think of Izuku so much from the fic “From the Sidelines” by suffocatingspring on ao3. Anytime I’m reminded of this fic it actually pains me.

[itskkings]

The Way I Was

You look at me the same you did then. When your waist was smaller, and your hair was long. You touch me the same as you did. With blushing knuckles, And grey finger tips.

You look up at me now No different, Then the night you said you hated me. Loved me, pushed me, Hit me. Your touch is burning. Different from the first time, Because now I know, That you can't help it.

Hold my hand, tell me I'm familiar. Lie to me like you did before. Give me the satisfaction, The relief. Of the way you were.

[itskkings]

Arms bigger than my own

Eyes mine to look at.

Hands I trust and a voice I've fallen asleep to.

Legs I've never liked but love now that you've seen them.

My stomach churns, it warms,

Butterflies that have turned to honey

That sits steady in my stomach.

It warms my throat when I think of you.

It soothes my aching bones when I'm sad,

And it tickles my spine when you touch me.

I want to dance with you,

Even when the worlds falling apart.

I want to open parts of myself I was once  ashamed of,

To show you.

When I lost the one thing I depended on

You were there to find it for me.

When I feel sick of my mind

And body,

That I can barely stand to breath.

You fix it.

[thedevilsfamiliar]

The news would be like that huh

SHOTO

[ackersoul]

LEVI ACKERMAN || snk ep. 65

[feral-ballad]

Louise Glück, From Descending Figure; “The Garden”

[itskkings]

Fresh air lightens my lungs,

Opens them up without me noticing.

Warm air eases my goosebumps

Makes me forget about the cold air of yesterday.

Memories cluster as a thin fog in the back of my head,

Worries and misconceptions coming to an end.

Fresh air moisturizes my skin.

Shedding away the scabs I thought would scar.

The injuries that hurt so badly,

Now gone.

The bandages I thought that wouldn't help,

Have done the most.

Fresh air opens the door I had locked.

Blows away the dust on the floor,

Straitens the pictures I never bothered fixing.

It opens my closet to a world I hated.

A world that's now mine.

The life I never claimed,

Now covered in my name.

[firyfox]

Bakugo is constantly torn between “I need to keep Deku at arms length because I’m not worthy of him yet . I’m detaching myself and keeping my distance so I don’t get any undeserved affection from deku” and “if Deku even thinks about taking his eyes off of me for one second and isn’t paying attention to me at all times I will literally die”

[itskkings]

sci-fi au

Okay so I had this dream last week and all I can think about is turning it into an au. So I was thinking that they could live in a world that’s been taken over by aliens (it doesn’t have to be aliens particularly) and they wipe peoples memory with the attention of using them for experiments, but after so many years, these people who have been wiped, have escaped. Lets say that this happened to the main character and all they can remember is this one particular person but can’t exactly put their finger on who it is. Once they escape they use all their time gathering people to find this person that they don’t even know for sure exists. 

There are so many plots I’ve thought of, and ships that would be so cute with this. I would write it on my own but I’m so bad at finishing anything because I’m convinced it’s bad. 

In the dream that I had, I was searching for my s/o and in the end I found them. We created a safe haven and everything for the other escapees where we would help them remember who they are. 

Now that I’ve wrote this I might write it idk pfft. We’ll see.  

[itskkings]

I finally started the new season of mha. I’ve been so sad and whiny about my life for so long that I haven’t engaged in any of the fandoms I used to be so obsessed with. So I do have to say, I love every character soooo much. I really used to write thousand word fics about these precious ppl.

[itskkings]

Imagine me Prettier

I'll sit, so dry and calloused not even the finest of waters could help. I could cry, with not a single tear trailing down my face. My legs bounce nonaligned, and my lips curve unannounced. I tremble and I gasp, trying to speak but only breathing. I am calm, so content I can't hold still. I will wrap an arm around the back of the idea. I'll steal the breath from his lips and I'll apologize. His heartbeat rhythms with the blood pumping through my ears. The heartbeat that aligns with the music running through my chords. I only imagine him when I become mute, even blind. Because I'm alone.

[itskkings]

Last night you confessed your love. You spilled your heart out on a platter for me to take home. To stare at, to think about, to retrace it's curves, edges, imperfections. But instead I stayed in the same spot you left me. On the edge of the sand, the whooshing sound of the ocean crashing, banging on my ear drums. The only thing left of your presence were the foot prints you left behind. So I followed them, I traced them with my own feet, hoping you'd think about me. Knowing you love me kills me you know? Knowing I'm not another cracked piece of glass in the back of the creaky cabinet. Knowing you had to think about me before telling the truth. So now I sit here alone, in my bed, thinking about last night. And all I want to do is hear your voice, hear what your lips would sound like against mine. So I go back down to the sand. Where your foot prints were meant to be, with mine.

But where did they go?

[ousia-poetica]

I look for a sun that melts my top and not a star, that suffocates my pain. I am a man, who gives himself to love and towards all logic, I have esteem !

In every man, there is a deep chasm, like a high nest, of thick fervor, that in the plain, fights fear… that inert travels, in the enormous haze.

To the ignorant man, I feel it, and to the wise man, “ I demand ”… that to others, give your knowledge, And whoever receives it, donate it to your child! because life passes in the wind …  making us “ a riddle ”.

       - Ousía Poética ©

Yo busco un sol que derrita mi cima y no un astro, que asfixie mi dolor. Yo soy un hombre, que se entrega al amor y hacia toda lógica, ¡ tengo estima !.

En todo hombre, hay una profunda sima, como un nido alto, de espeso fervor,que en la llanura, combate el temor… que inerte viaja, en la ingente calima.

Al hombre ignorante, lo presiento, y al hombre sabio, “ yo le exijo ”… que a los demás, dé su conocimiento, y quién lo reciba, ¡ lo done a su hijo !; porque la vida, pasa en el viento… haciendo de nosotros, “ un acertijo ”.

[itskkings]

i want to write like this!! i’m trying to expose myself to different writing styles so i can maybe improve. 

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[itskkings]

i need to watch the new episodes soo bad, but i don’t want this series to ever end and watching any of the last season just makes me saddd. i’ll get around to it though :( 

[itskkings]

content

I’ll probably use this as a blog maybe? I know for sure I’m going to post some of my writings and au’s in the future. I need some help with motivation and my confidence is horrible when it comes to my own content. I just really want to start the year with self growth. Hopefully having something to update regularly, like tumblr, I can do that. 

[itskkings]

hi :)

I’m new to tumblr, but I’ve seen so much cool stuff about it, I needed to make an account. Help would be appreciated, but it isn’t needed. I also need new friends sooo