I'm Not Just A Bitch, I'm A Bitch With A Backstory

bruce wayne save me bruce wayne

viking bkg au and its yns birthday and he’s just trying to do something nice for her and he keeps getting interrupted by the villagers who keep handing her gifts, dancing for her, cooking for her, singing with full performances. while you’re clapping and saying your thanks bkgs like OK MY TURN and then you get swooped away by kids for them to perform a pantomime and then the old men show a piece of their garden they’ve dedicated to you and then the boys and girls of the village took part in painting this mural and bakugou’s like OKAY… MY GIFT IS BETTER THOUGH just so much cockblocking lol

my “twins weasley phase” wasn’t just a phase.

thinking about being Shouto’s girlfriend and slowly teaching him how to play video games in the UA dorms together during some downtime. Choosing something cute like Stardew Valley where you can play co-op. And asking him “hey, can we get married?” And for him to freeze for a second and then go “…I think we could. There are some technicalities to work out with my father and we may need to wait until our third year to get our license but we could definitely start our engagement and…” and he goes on and on about how he’d be happy to marry you but surprised you brought it up this soon, not that he minds because he loves you and is serious about you. Except he doesn’t realize you were talking about getting married in the game. Shouto took your words in their most literal sense, as he often does. So when you finally do correct him (after quite some time because he’s insistent on making sure he knows what kind of wedding decorations you’d like) he goes quiet, the tips of his ears turning completely red. But before he can begin to despair you give him a little kiss. Telling him that for now, you’d like to get married in the game, and focus on your relatively new relationship with him outside of it. But that, if he still feels the same way in a few years, you wouldn’t mind getting married in real life, too.

I know not every mc can be strong willed, I understand that the people you love can be your greatest weakness... But nothing pisses me off like a flimsy reader/mc.

Bro's cheated 27 times, ran over your mum, then reversed the car back over her to 'assess the damage', boiled your goldfish, waxed one of your eyebrows, let his sidechick call you the Pillsbury doughboy, his mum treats you like shit stuck to her shoe and doesn't give a fuck about you the entirety of your relationship... But as soon as mc finds the strength to move on, a kiss on your 'sweet spot' is all it takes and you're weak at the knees. This is the 21st century, be a baddie go show your panty or something like ohmygod?!?! Stand up!!.

Nothing makes me walk away from a fic as fast as seeing someone who doesn't deserve forgiveness get forgiven after doing the bare minimum, or like when they've wronged someone and they leave them but they were pregnant or something

" why didn't you tell me?'' "I deserve to know" Shut up you deserve nothing.

For the love of god, get angry, get evil, get even, throw hands if you must.

Like I don't know who I want to fight more, the characters or the writers.

I feel bad for all the straight men who never got to experience the feeling of being 13 staying up till 3am reading fan fiction

Can we please stop with all this quick terribly written smut and go back with actual plot?? Like OMFG there’s nothing to read anymore is this the downfall of fan fiction???

As a fandom, we have to acknowledge that Akaashi is weirder than Bokuto.

nothing special, just Luka in s6 style

SFW REQUESTS, can u do george sleeping in y/n dorm for the first time and see that she owns a lot of plushies?🙏 (thats so me lmao)

edit: for some reason i didn’t see the ‘sleeping’ part of your request at all shdjdjd so it’s george coming over to study !!

“bloody hell, those are a lot of plushies” george exclaims as he walks into your dorm room for the first time after you invited him over to study together. he meticulously takes in each single plushie sitting on your neatly made bed, perfectly arranged from big to small, the vibrant and joyful colour combination instantly bringing a wide smile to his face. “well, yeah. i have— uh, a bit of an obsession, you could say.” your face heats up slightly, feeling somewhat embarrassed by his intrigue in all your plushies.

“didn’t know you were a mother of…” he begins, quickly counting all the plushies, “twelve. a mother of twelve.” you chuckle softly, the initial embarrassment you were feeling slowly shifting into amusement at his funny reaction. george moves to sit on the bed, carefully lifting one of plushies in his hand as he gently caresses the soft fabric. “well, hello there. what is your name, young lady?” he asks playfully, making you giggle as you watch george amuse himself with your plushies.

“come on george, we really gotta study now.” you insist after a while, knowing that if keeps playing with them, you won’t get any studying done today. “alright, alright…” he finally says with playful pout, carefully placing your plushie back on the bed next to the others. “i’ve got to go before your mum will get very angry at me but do not worry— i’ll come back to you all soon”

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