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What would a famous vigilante and a hero in training friend do when they are not supposed to see each other? Well text right? HAHAHA joke on you! Izuku as a vigilante al...

✮ᴛʜᴇ ꜰɪʀꜱᴛ ᴇᴠᴇʀ ᴘᴜʙʟɪꜱʜᴇᴅ ᴍᴀxɢɢꜱ x ᴏᴄ ʙᴏᴏᴋ ᴏɴ ᴡᴀᴛᴛᴘᴀᴅ✮ ✮ɪꜰ ᴍᴀx ɪꜱ ɴᴏ ʟᴏɴɢᴇʀ ᴏᴋ ᴡɪᴛʜ ꜰᴀɴꜰɪᴄꜱ ᴘʟꜱ ʟᴍᴋ ᴀɴᴅ ɪ'ʟʟ ᴛᴀᴋᴇ ɪᴛ ᴅᴏᴡɴ✮ 𝒔𝒕𝒂𝒓𝒕𝒆𝒅: sunday, may 12, 2024 𝒆𝒏𝒅𝒆�...

These are my one shots and series of Misha Collins from my Tumblr. Some contain smut others are just fluff or gory. I hope y'all enjoy!! You can make requests or suggest...

A short story about an introverted collage student, Charlie, and his failed attempt at giving the girl he likes, Ryann, his number. . . . "Oh." I utter softly...

words that drizzles, falls, and showers like raindrops through me but doesn't fall visibly.

she shed thoughts of madness and words she failed to express.

I longed for something that I could not have. | lower case intended. © melcholune. | do not plagarise. | 2021. #2 in poetry ╱ 07102021 #9 in writings...

i've never been sure of how to define you. you're a mass of theories, equations, rhymes & riddles. but day by day, i hope to figure you out if you allow me to. this was...

𝐰𝐞 𝐰𝐚𝐧𝐭𝐞𝐝 𝐭𝐨 𝐥𝐨𝐯𝐞 𝐥𝐢𝐤𝐞 𝐬𝐚𝐢𝐧𝐭𝐬; 𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐡𝐞𝐚𝐫𝐭𝐬 𝐦𝐚𝐫𝐭𝐲𝐫𝐞𝐝

a lonely Saturday conversation on the wrong side of the yellow bedroom curtains. ... || Wattys Winner 2018 ||

Seventeen had awoken trapped in an abandoned building, a collar attached to their necks and everyone's memories are fuzzy. "It's like they say, it's kill or be kill...

Little snips of writing that I needed to get out of my chest. Esp;:Eng.

the cracks on this cup still remains, its stains still unwashed.

|| Listen not by your ears but by your heart and you'll understand the scars I try to heal. ||

"A gripping, masterful work, speaking with the triumph of the 'scene kid' spirit. Wrought with angst and heartbreak, the poets explore the subtle beauties of the g...

A collection of 150 poems for thawing hearts and warming souls. Status: Complete ✔️

This is part two, because I have developed a new writing style. I also post all my poems, and reblog poems I really like on Tumblr. ( via emotionaldysregulation) Thank y...

The sun set, resting on a blue hazy horizon. It's almost as if the world had come at a stand still, and a peaceful melody had begun. A realization that after years and y...

a collection of my writing. #27 poetry (09/16/15)

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