What gets me sometimes is when a fic has the tag "slow burn" and it's like 1k words.
Is the slow burn in the room with us ? What are we burning ? Dry grass ?
I never imagined I would find myself in a situation that would require me to write these words, but life has taken an unexpected and devastating turn. My family, consisting of my beloved husband and our eight children, is facing a crisis that we cannot overcome alone. Our home, once filled with love and laughter, has been shattered. The roof over our heads, the walls that protected us, and the place where our children grew up are lost. We lost not only our home, but the foundations of our lives. Now, we struggle every day to survive, with nowhere to go or a way to rebuild without help.
Our children, who should be focused on school and their dreams, worry instead about where they will sleep or when their next meal will be. The weight of their fear and confusion breaks my heart. As parents, we feel helpless and unable to provide basic necessities for our loved ones.
We are urgently asking for help because we cannot do this alone. We need to rebuild not only our home, but our lives. Every donation, no matter the size, will go directly to providing our children with a safe place to sleep, food to eat, and a chance to dream again. Please, if you can find it in your heart to help us during this desperate time, we will be forever grateful to you. May your kindness and generosity be the light that guides us through this darkness.
I love how in every universe touya still has that wack ass coat
I'm so hyped for the new demon slayer movie
pov: 3am is the perfect time to sing happy birthday to a wanted arsonist
don't worry guys he ate the cake 10 hours later ✨️✨️
Coming back to kats' college au bc nothing is right with the world right now
college au keigo is studying something related to criminals methinks. criminology. criminal psychology. criminal justice. idk but something. give me some thoughts
#dabihawks Post-war where Hawks visits Dabi in prison because there's something he needs to work out. For himself, for the both of them, who knows? They're a fucked up pair matched in hell.
And they have these heated exchanges where Dabi riles Hawks up all the time and then still asks for him to come like Hawks didn't walk out that day with bruised knuckles and Dabi's laughter ringing in his ears, blood trailing down his lips.
For reasons he still hasn't figured out, Hawks always does show up. Like some kind of fucked up clockwork. Like this, is ever going to be closure that he needs. Like Dabi, is the only one who can figure him out. See right through him. Even if it's another taunt, another cut right to the core and sets everything inside of him on fire—
"You know in another life, you might've tried to save me. Becuase that's what good heroes do, don't they?"
And Hawks wants to stab a feather right through those scarred hands, the same way that he wants to kiss his bloody lips.
He hates him. He wants to save him. He still wants him. Desperately and unforgivably.
So if Hawks secretly throws himself into studying law, what of it? The legality isn't so far from what he's already known as a hero and passing the bar is just another exam in the number of many that he'd excelled at years ago. Regulations just requires him to get hands on practice first.
He can do it. In a few years time, he'll become a lawyer.
And free Dabi.
Becuase there's no other life than this one, where he bores gold eyes into the blue of Dabi's soul and throws out in the most sarcastic kind of way—
"Aw sweetheart, what do you want me to do? Turn into a lawyer? Get you out? File an appeal?"
It is exactly what he does.
(insp. by Daredevil 'in another life, you might be defending me')
I’m just a girl, all i want is this 🙏🏻