THEY ARE SO PRECIOUS 💖

Okay, you both have been making me smile a lot lately @larinzz @sunflower1000 so just a small shout out to you wonderful people before I get to bed lol. Love ya both so much ❤❤

Also please don't hesitate to reach out or talk talk me? I know I say this all the time xD but the best part abt this community is that I get to meet so many great people (including you both) and I'm always thankful for that ^^ - this goes to everyone btw:)

We need more of this 🥺

prompt #88

Villain, lifting up their mask: So-

Hero: *screams*

Villain: Um...

Hero: You- you're..

Villain: What?!

Hero: Beautiful.

Word: Trunk

I was just about to turn around the corner when the car started spluttering and after a few hesitant inches forward, it stopped. I sighed, getting out and began inspecting the engine, wanting to fix this up and continue my journey as soon as possible- it's been a couple of months since I last met you after all, and I miss you. (I wouldn't tell you that though, I don't have the courage).

My chest heaves as I manage to push the car to a repair shop nearby, and the guy tells me that it'll take an hour. Luckily, I know just the thing that would keep me company. I run up to my trunk, open it and pull out my brown suitcase. I enter the numbers for the lock (It's your birthday) and the suitcase opens with a 'pop'. The first thing in there is a letter- the same one that you gave me before we parted all those months ago; it's the first thing I read when I open my eyes every morning and the last thing I read before I go to bed every night.

Normal people would have actually have this letter by hearted if they read it so many times, but unfortunately for me, I'm anything but that. The doctor has always told me, (the kind man he is), that my memory is a fickle thing, it can disappear and reappear whenever it wants to. I remember he also had a fancy name for it- memory distortion? Anyways, none of that matters to me, as long as I don't forget one person in my life (you)- that's all I ask for. So I read the letter again, tracing my index finger over that that messy handwriting of yours, it's one thing that hasn't changed ever since I've known you and I take pride in deciphering it like it's my own.

The repair guy calls out to me and it's finally time to go, I mean come back- come back to you. I hope I'll get to see you, (before it's too late), before my memory fails me and I end up forgetting who you are. I'm not stupid, as distorted as my memory may be, I've always known that that day would come (but I hope it doesn't have to be today).

It's been two more hours since the repair shop, and I'm almost there brother, I just have to turn one more corner and I'll end up right in front of our house. But wait, is it really just one more corner? Don't I have to turn two more? No, I shouldn't turn any corners, I should just take a right here. No, no, no, this can't be happening. I'm confused. I don't know the way home-

Where am I even trying to go?

I don't exactly remember so I turn right, I just feel like seeing the beach all of a sudden. I think I would have spent a lot of time there as a child because my clothes often smell like the sea. I drive for a few more minutes and can hear the waves crashing on the shore. I park the car on the sand and simply stare out into the ocean, deep and mysterious. "Our minds are like the ocean" , doctor used to say, "no one can really understand them to the fullest."

Poor man, he was such a nice man. I wonder if he's having a good time in heaven?

-

About an hour later, a man walks up to me. And for some weird reason I don't feel alarmed at all, and just stare at him as he comes closer. When he's finally close enough, he looks at me as if I'm acting really weird and calls out my name with so much familiarity, asking me why I came to the beach instead of coming home, and I take a step back- not because I'm scared but because I'm just not used to familiarity, nothing in my life has stayed familiar for me anyways.

"Um, who are you?"

That one statement seems to knock all the air out of his lungs, and he staggers for a moment, before regaining his balance and the next time he looks up at me, he's crying, sobbing and something in me breaks but I have a feeling it wasn't intact in the first place.

After gulping in a few strained breaths of air, he finally speaks again, "I'm your brother."

And I don't know why it hurt in my chest, but it did and it wouldn't go away no matter how much I denied it. Looking at the apparent distress on my face, my 'brother' put a hesitant arm around my back, pulling me into a hug. I put my arms around him without any hint of hesitation, the warmth making me feel a little better.

And then there were wet stripes on my cheeks and I didn't know why, so since I didn't know the reason, I couldn't stop them. I cried and he cried looking at me, and we just both cried, holding each other in our arms, tasting the salty air.

And for a brief moment, I could see someone who looked like a younger version of the same man who was holding me in my head, and everything fell into place, like putting puzzle pieces together.

The doctor did say that memories were fickle things- that they would go and come as they pleased.

My hands tightened on his shirt and I smiled into his chest, "I'm home, brother." I felt the pair of arms tighten around me.

Anywhere feels like home when you're with me.

Thank you @creweemmaeec11 for this wonderful game, I had fun writing this!!! (The medical stuff may not be factual, I didn't really research much because the prompt was just "trunk" and I ended up making a story out of it XD)

Calling all tumblr writers! We’re playing a word game!

Let’s try to get that creative brain going. 

Here’s how it works:

The game is simple. I’ll start by saying a word, then someone will reblog with their own word that’s related to mine. Then you reblog with a word related to thiers, and so on! If you see this post, Reblog the most recent word with your own related one! (You can reblog older ones too if those are what you see,)

The writing part, is that before you can reblog your word, you have to write something with it! It can be a poem a shorty story, anything you want as long as it includes your word!

I’ll start!

The First Word Is: Tree

My writing: 

Things would never be the same. It was more then a plant to her. There was a playhouse up in it’s canopy, and a tire swing on a branch. Carved in the trunk remained the scars of her first teenage crush. Memories of picnics below in the shade, or the crafts made with the colourful fall leaves. This was more then a tree, it was her childhood. And now it was burning.

Now go! Reblog with a word related to tree, along with your own writing snippet! Lets get all of Tumblr writing :3

OKAY THIS IS 🥺💖❤

hii! what can i write instead of (or alternatively) say “i love you.”? my oc is gonna confess his love but i don’t want a cliché confess

Hi :)

Ways to say “I love you”

“I care about you.”

“I trust you.”

“I feel safe with you.”

“I want to spend the rest of my life with you.”

“Always come back to me.”

“I want you by my side.”

“I will take care of you.”

“You make me happy.”

“I know you.”

“I dreamed of you.”

“I want to see you happy.”

“I will never leave you.”

“I thought of you.”

“I want to wake up next to you.”

“I cannot stop smiling when I look at you.”

I hope you like this alternatives and I wish you good luck!

- Jana

Thank you so much @larinzz for tagging me<3 (Also, what do you want me to call you?)

you can usually tell a lot about a person by the type of music they listen to. put your favourite playlist on shuffle and list the first ten songs then tag ten people! no skipping!

I generally don't listen to my playlist on shuffle much, but after this I just decided to because I'm quite satisfied with the results ^^

1. My Hero Academia // Hayashi Yuki

(I love mha so ig that's my explanation xD)

2. Aoi ano sora // Ikimono-gakari

(Their songs are so refreshing!!)

3. Unusual changes of two // RADWIMPS

(I grin like an idiot while listening to this one)

4. Ring of fortune // Sasaki Eri

(The song is actually really beautiful but I cry everytime I think of the anime)

5. You can become a hero // Hayashi Yuki

(Again, I can sleep listening to this man's music- SO GOOD)

6. Two Ghosts // Harry Styles

(An English song actually popped up in my shuffle, and I'm not complaining with the choice. Jk, I love his songs ^^)

7. Prayer X // King Gnu

(The type of song I would cry to at 2 am)

8. Departures // EGOIST

(I love singing along to this!!)

9. Reason Living // SCREEN mode

(This song and the anime is just ❤❤❤)

10. Hikari Are // BURNOUT SYNDROMES

(This band gives me life <3)

These 10 songs are just perfect, I am so proud xD

Okay, let me tag- @kaiwewi @emerqlds @villain-enthusiast-personal @amethysts-sideblog

you can usually tell a lot about a person by the type of music they listen to. put your favourite playlist on shuffle and list the first ten songs then tag ten people! no skipping!

tagged by @idspendallnight thank you!!

living a lie // daniel zott

in the rain // joe hisaishi

lost stars // keira knightly

「よっ!ご陽気もの」風のアドリブ // yuki hayashi

heartbeat //  joe hisaishi

experience // ludovico einaudi

beginning of the end movement V // the newton brothers

paper rings // taylor swift 

this is what being cheated on feels like // clinton kane

good morning beauty queen // jacob sigman

tagging: @maddieschaoticblog @liamisthesun @nevertoomanyhugs @carpe-clone @lady-of-the-spirit

#not my writing #love this writing style

a snippet | run | hero x villain

trigger warnings: mentions of homophobia, bruising & being kicked out

She ran. 

The hero was dizzy from being thrown to the ground, her world turned upside down; how could she have made such a grievous mistake? Her wrist still had handprint marks on it and the hero had no doubt there’d be a bruise. 

She ran farther, shouts and taunts still echoing down the road from her childhood home, with its grey exterior and gabled roof and blue walls and soft carpet at the top of the stairs, window shutters the old-fashioned wooden ones that shifted up and down when you wanted sunlight to stream into the room, from the place that she had grown up in with the glow-in-the-dark stars taped to her bedroom ceiling and the moon nightlight always on in hallway. 

She ran away from the home that was now just a house; just another building on the street, because her father had made it clear—incredibly, overwhelmingly, angrily clear—that she would never be welcomed back there again. 

Some father he was. 

She ran until her legs gave out and her lungs fought for air and the feeling was almost comfortable, the same as when she fought, blades whirling, with the villain. The thought almost made her laugh. She could fight to the death with the villain, who had the sunniest appearance of anyone that the hero had ever seen until she opened her mouth, but couldn’t handle her homophobic household. 

The moon and stars were gone as she tilted her head up. Rain began to pour down, a symphony of gentle noise as it pattered away at the gutters and streets. 

The hero wandered. 

The city was different, in the nighttime; crisper, colder. She meandered down different streets, beginning to get drenched, but she couldn’t quite find it in her to care. Few others were out at this hour; a man in a trenchcoat here, a drunk stumbling home there. The hero kept her head down. 

She did it a little too well, in fact, as she ran smack-dab into someone in a raincoat and holding an umbrella. She stumbled back; the other person grabbed her wrist, which was beginning to bruise. The hero wrenched it back with a gasp, but not so much with pain as surprise, because the person’s hood had fallen off, and suddenly the hero wasn’t looking at a stranger but at someone she knew very well. 

The villain. 

Thank you for tagging me as always @nightfrostshadow and I know I'm super late but this was such a pretty picrew!!

Tried out the school uniform look xD (also black because I like black) and idk who to tag because I think everyone's been tagged already, so anyone who wants to do this please feel free!!

Picrew Chain Once Again!

Sooo I found another cool picrew ahaha. So far my favourite is the poika one but this is very pretty too so here we go :) 

Hopefully this hasn’t been done yet?

This is the link! 

Make yourself and tag your friends! :D

I don’t actually wear sweaters, jackets or anything with full sleeves ahaha I don’t feel cold unless its freezing but it looked cool in the picrew ahaha and my hair is actually wavy but anyways it didn’t have another option but this was fun :)

Tagging- @amethysts-sideblog​ , @akawrites000​ , @just-a-whumping-racoon-with-wifi​ and anyone else who wants to do it! 

reblog and put in the tags an anime that you consider extremely underrated

Hey guys,

Okay, I started this blog around the end of last month, 23rd Jan was my first time posting here (yes, I spent quite a few minutes staring at my dashboard). And now, 58 of you precious people are following me, and even more of you are supporting what I post here by liking, commenting and reblogging and I wish I had words to tell you all how much all of this means to me but I don't- all I can do is squeal and hope you all hear me 😆❤

REALLY, ALL OF YOU ARE SO KIND 🥺❤

And it makes me so happy to know that what I write helps to make your day even a little better, I really feel so blessed by all of your support here, thank you so much once again!!

But really, and I'm not kidding when I say this, I've been spending so much time here with you all, it doesn't feel like it's been just a month uk? I've met so many amazing people here, and I can't stress enough how AWESOME every one of you are- please remember that always!

Lemme thank you in my fav language as well- arigatou gozaimasu ^^ and I hope we can continue being good to each other:)

And if any one of you simply want to chat or need someone to talk to, don't feel shy and send me a message anytime!! *virtual hugs*

Prompt

"N-no, Villain, please don't." Hero begged even as their voice cracked, eyes desperate.

Villain just stared at them with empty eyes, and their face showed no form of recognition that they had even understood what Hero had said.

"Why do you care?" Villain asked sharply. "I'm a Villain, you have no obligation to care for me Hero."

Hero wanted to reply but they were too lost in the image of Villain that popped up in their head- the Villain who had bright eyes and a sarcastic laugh, who made jokes just to cheer Hero up. That Villain didn't exist anymore.

Villain turned away from Hero, not waiting for an answer. Hero was pulled back to reality when Villain finally took their plunge off the ledge.

"NO-

I'm not numbering the prompts because I just lose track of the numbers/ please feel free to use this and tag or credit me^^