iβve been inconsistently writing fanfics for a year now πΌπΌπΌ
reblog!! it very well could be the reason someone lives!
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a/n - before i get started on the requests in my inbox, i just wanted to show you guys a piece i wrote with my a couple of my ocs :)
Abielle sighed as her flag clanged on the floor, βgod! Iβm gonna fucking scream!β Why in the world couldnβt she get this damn toss right? She looked at the video on her phone as it played over and over again. It was a simple parallel toss. Open to the front, bring it behind the head, and flick. It wasnβt supposed to be this damn hard.
The sounds of her frustration echoed through the nearly empty dance gym and the only other person to hear her was her squad leader, Morgan. βKeep it in the toaster,β she mumbled through chews of her salad.
βIβm trying!β Abielle yelled back as she tossed it once more. Her arms were feeling heavy from how many times sheβs done it without rest. This time, the flag flew across the gym, almost hitting Morgan.
Morgan jumped back slightly and nearly choked on her food. βControl,β she reminded.
Abielle groaned, flopping down on the hard floor, βI wanna go home!β She was tired, weak, and not to mention stressed from a week of tests and exams. She just didnβt want to do color guard at that moment despite going to sectionals on her own accord.
Aggravated, she quite literally rolled her way over to her flag. Morgan had tried so hard to hold back a giggle at Abielleβs reflection in the dance mirrors.
Once over to her flag, she wrapped the silk around her body. βIβm taking a nap,β she said dramatically while hugging the pole.
βNight-night,β Morgan chimed as she stifled a laugh.
the mask goes on the minute other people look.
make eye contact. too much, look away. now smile and nod. stop bouncing your leg. make them like you.
those are his thoughts. because too many people have called him weird. too many people have pointed and laughed. too many people made fun of him for just being himself.
oh, but you..
you remind him it's okay to unmask. you smile, listening to him ramble about his interests. you could listen for hours and never get bored.
when you notice his discomfort in a crowd. when you help him communicate when he's too overwhelmed to talk.
with you, the ribbon that holds the mask together comes undone. with you, his mask falls to the ground.
POE, RANPO, dazai, GIYUU, kenma, l lawliet, near, WANDERER, AL HATHIAM, kaveh, LYNEY, and any of your autistic favorites!
iβm crying
but thatβs okay
because the clouds are crying too
iβm crying because
i have no friends
but the clouds show me empathy
the clouds are the ones
who sit right beside me
and cry
the clouds are sweet
the clouds are kind
maybe i have a friend
Hi! Is it okay if I can have headcanons of Nagito with a fem reader who is very adoring of him, and loves to show it through words and physical touch in a simple but passionate way? Like if he's degrading himself, reader will look mad, but then gently grab his neck or jaw and capture it in a passionate, almost possessive kiss. Or if she's cuddling him, she'll cup his cheek and murmur "my beautiful baby", then capture his lips in the same way. I'm sorry if this is too specific, I'm just feeling really self indulgent rn. π π
a/n: yeah! this is literally how i show affection to my bf lmao and im trying to get this out as soon as possible bc i feel bad about making you wait. please tell me if you want me to redo it! so anyways, enjoy!
to start off, this happens a lot. like, the two of you would be cuddling on the couch and nagito would just go like, "how do you love such a worthless fool?"
and your immediate response would be to give him a death glare and to (gently) grab his cheeks and say "don't you ever say that about yourself again," kiss him aggressively and then go back to cuddling.
this'll even happen out in public too. like, he'll be looking around at all the other people around and be like, "why me of all people?" and you just look him dead in the eye and start making out with him in the middle of the mall.
needless to say, you don't like his self-deprecating words.
omg hi!! Can I have a Nagito x reader where reader is an absolutely simp for him? Like, they follow him around like a lost puppy and occasionally get cute aggression from looking at him so they just squish his face
a/n - yeah sure! i've been itching for someone in my inbox anyways lmao. also, you didn't specify if you wanted a writing or headcanons, so i just did a drabble.
"god, nagi'! why is your hair so damn fluffy?!" you pout, nearly attacking your partner. the two of you are currently in a predicament: nagito has been tasked with making y'all's dinner, but...
"____, please get off me. you being in my arms just increases my chances of setting the kitchen on fire," he laughs awkwardly while trying to gently push you off of him. "i love you, but this is too much affection especially for you to give to someone as worthless as i."
the glare you give him could rival the knife in his hand with as sharp as it is. "number one: you're not worthless. number two: i just can't! you're just so... agh!" words can't describe how you feel about him. at this point, only sounds can.
"come on.. pretty please?" he gives you puppy dog eyes.
with a sigh, you take a step back. "fine.." you drag your feet dramatically to plop up yourself on the unused counter space.
"thank you.. now.. how am i supposed to cut a brisket?" he asks, tying up his hair.
Hiiii! Iβm back at it again ;>
Like always, I wanna request a Nagito or Izuru x reader that wants to have a born to die summer and basically forces Nagito or Izuru do do it with her! I KNOW itβs like not summer but I just canβt wait for itπ
Anyways, please and thank youβΌοΈπ
a/n - girl i am so sorry about how late this is. i was procrastinating so hard on this and my director has been on our asses about getting the gym ready for the comp we're hosting this friday T_T also i did nagito cause my brain cannot imagine izuru in this scenerio
does he understand what it is? no. (and neither do i) is he doing it because you forced him to? yes. he's a rich boy. and he can totally afford it. running around cali with his partner might cause his fair skin a wicked sunburn, but it's all for his pookie he also likes beautiful things, and those red sunglasses? so pretty <3 also, i peg him as the type of person to make a perfectly curated playlist for the summer.
he looks at you worriedly, hiding under the umbrella shielding you two from the summer sun. "___, can we go inside?"
"but pookie! we haven't even gone in the water!" you protest, struggling to open a coke bottle. but you have to admit, the sun is beating down real hard.
suddenly, a gust a wind blows straight into your face, knocking down the umbrella and your sunglasses. nagito looks at you worriedly.
"yeah.. we can," you yell, chasing after the umbrella.
on the other side of that metaphorical one-way mirror, is a trembling little boy. is a fearful child.
he's so scared. so scared they'll see past the facade he puts on to imitate those around him. so scared they'll see his true self.
that mirror is the only thing about him that shows confidence.
but then he meets you.
you're the only one who can see through as if it's a window. you're the only one who can hold that small child and tell him it's okay.
please.. just tell him it's okay..
RANPO, ango, poe, kokichi, UZUI, giyuu, and any of your falsely confident favorites!
normally i would post this stuff on my side blog, but i needed to reach more people.
currently, iβm doing a research project on how misogyny affects the creation of online communities for young women. iβm trying to reach as many people as possible, so please at least reblog.
consider filling it out xoxo
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