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bruh idk what to do. Ive got the idea but I can't write. I got fucking writers constipation

#my writing #imagine #writer problems #artists on tumblr #stupid shit

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Muse of a poet; muse of an artist

Geto x black fem reader

A/N: just a little idea I had in the shower

You and Geto make love to eachother in many different ways. Physically- all over the place: the bed, the kitchen counter, the shower- anywhere. But you guys make love to eachother in eachothers art work.

Geto has always worked with his hands. You met him in the philosophy 101. You guys were grouped up together and never let go of eachother since.

YN was in an debate with one of the other classmates over MLK- truthfully, she felt as if it was ridiculous to argue with someone on something they have a skewed idea of, but YN loves to fight.

He stumbled upon you at the library nose deep in Audre Lorde essays, he lowkey was a little nervous to come up to you, you were beautiful- just beautiful.

Closed his eyes and took a breath only to see, when he opened his eyes, you were already looking at him with a curious look. She sent a smile to Geto and he returned the look.

He asked her to coffee. You said yes.

Coffee dates lead to library dates which lead to dinners and then studio days

“How long do you want me to sit like this” she laughed to Geto. She’s completely still watching as her lover takes the wet clay and turn it into her likeness.

“Stay still beautiful, you look gorgeous just like this.”

There are days that Geto struggles like anyone- Geto hates critics, he wishes he could just create without the heaviness of his professors approval.

It was a rough critic, Professor Yaga wasn’t too excited to see the same character not fitting the rubric- safe to say- it was an argument leaving Geto drained by the time he enters the shared apartment.

he sees YN snuggled up to a book in the living room and makes a bee line towards her.

Hearing him through her headphones she makes room for him. He then lays he head on her lap.

“Read something to me” he whispers.

“Show thy face, for I desire the orchard and the rose-garden; ope thy lips,” YN bends down to his lips to capture them, “for I desire in plenty. O sun, show forth Thy face from the veil of cloud, For I desire that radiant glowing countenance” (Rumi).

YN rubs his hair as Geto drifts peacefully to sleep in the arms of his muse.

#imagine #fanfiction #black reader #my writing #angst #jujustu kaisen #geto suguru #geto x reader #geto x black reader #getou suguru x reader

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hey y'all I'm taking spanish this semester, so I'm trying to get better at my grammar- please let me know if it doesn't make sense, I did most of it without translator so I could be off ok bye enjoy!

“Con, this is getting just sad, just talk to her.” eren rolled his eyes at his friend.

Connie took a long exhale of the smoke he held in his lungs, closing his eyes,“I do talk to her, I talk to YN everyday: throughout the day.” 

Connie does, matter of fact, he was on the phone with you on his way over to Erens. You and Connie have been close since Highschool- you joined the friend group through Eren: you met Eren at the vending machine. You thought he was funny and Eren knew Connie would love you.

“Bro you know what I mean.” Of course Connie knew what Eren was talking about, connie and the rest world knew he was in love with you. Well everyone, but you, knew Connie was in love with you. 

“Yeah yeah” relighting the joint

“You wont win her over if you act like it doesn’t matter”

“It do matter, me le quiero pero no puedo.” eren and connie grew up together, Eren damn near was always at Connie's house, Eren learned to speak spanish a good as he does in English. He also knew, Connie doesn’t speak spanish unless its something truly he wants Eren to only know. 

“¿Por qué?” Eren replied. 

“Por que, ella es mi amiga mejor no mi amante”

“Pero, ¿ quieres que ella sea?”

“It doesn’t matter” 

“¿no es así?” 

#imagine #fanfiction #my writing #attack on titan #angst #aot x black reader #connie x black reader #aot connie

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Oh To Love

by sweetwriter

I often feel like Hephaestus, the throwed away one; the ugly one; the crafter. People only care about the craft and never the crafter. 

I write this story, as a manifestation of a love I would like to receive. 

Hephaestus!Reiner x black reader (at certain points)

this chapter and a couple other chapters are going to be build ups to the love story of Reiner x YN

Heads up: abandonment, self hate, rejection, shame, angst, fluff, maybe smut (later) idk, happy ending :)

This story is based off the poem by Nikola Gill the story of Hephaestus 

This has become a loosely connected story of my version of Hephaestus. Think of these are prologues to the beginning of the yn x reiner story lol. Just trying to get some extra character build in here but yeah.

A huge gasp of air could be heard as Reiner shot up from his laid position. That day still haunts him 5 years later. He was taken in by whom he calls his Aunt and Uncle, they were the only parents he had if he could say it outloud; however, he knows his parents are jealous gods, they can never accept that one can be happier than they. Even though it is not all that difficult to surpass their level of happiness: they're miserable. 

They live in the rural area where he works the land, goat-herd, and looks for stones to make his next creations. 

Reiner- the name his aunt and uncle gave him. It means counsel. They always called him their wise counsel, because he was wise beyond his years. They kept a keen eye for things he had to work on with his hands, gardening, animals; however, he was struggling with creating friendships. They assumed whatever happened before they found him on the foot of mount olympus caused him to crawl into his shell and promise to never come out. 

There was a day, where Reiner was out in the fields, allowing the goats to roam. Feeding an orphaned kid in his lap. And then, there was a scent that made his muscles go tight. Smell of ambrosia. 

The baby goat snuggles into Reiner. 

“I see they treat you as a commoner here,” Zeus chortles. All Reiner could do was stay still; looking forward. He can’t look his father in the face; the very one that threw him down Olylmpus. 

“They are kind here” Reiner whispers, “What does kindness have to do with who you are? You are a god.” Zeus slaps Reiners back, causing the baby goat to bleat. 

“Hera and I have been feeling as if our family, is incomplete,” Zeus continues, “ We want you home; come home to us and your family.”

“This is my family here. I have people I love and those who love me.” Reiner says confused. Why has we waited so long? Why does he want me back home? Only for him to throw me away when he is done with me?

“Humans can never be family to the gods,” Zeus sneered. 

“What about my demi-god brothers and sisters? Are they not included in the family you desperately want me to be apart of?”

Reiner was becoming irritated with what Zeus was insinuating. That his Aunt and Uncle are mere things that have no use nor purpose because they are not gods. They are the only family he has had. 

But oh he desires their love, their acceptance, their appreciation for who he is and what he is. 

He fell for the bait. He was taken back up to Olympus with his father leaving only but a note to his friends and family that he must leave. He must be with his ‘true’ family. Oh it hurt him to hurt the ones that cherished him more than his mother that discarded him in the first place.

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Oh To Love

by Sweetwriter

I often feel like Hephaestus, the throwed away one; the ugly one; the crafter. People only care about the craft and never the crafter. 

I write this story, as a manifestation of a love I would like to receive. 

Hephaestus!Reiner x black reader (at certain points)

this chapter and a couple other chapters are going to be build ups to the love story of Reiner x YN

Heads up: abandonment, self hate, rejection, shame, angst, fluff, maybe smut (later) idk, happy ending :)

This story is based off the poem by Nikola Gill the story of Hephaestus 

“He is dismembered! He will bring shame to my womb” 

Hephaestus hears this conversation, ears pressed against the marble doors.  Looking down at his legs, they didn’t look different to him- I guess it should make sense that the rest of the Pantheon just chooses to completely ignore him. He thought that it was the fact that he wasn't as confident as his brother, Ares or well loved like his half brother, Heracles; nor was he wise like his half sister Athena. But, he thought that people did not mind, he is still young finding his way. 

“You know it is rude to eavesdrop, Hephaestus.” He turns around to see Aphrodite, his aphrodite. He had loved her for as long as he has known what love was. 

“They are talking about my appearance again. How come they never talk about my projects- the very crown she has on her head is a design I created.” He sighs. It has been a time where Hephaestus has conceded that he is gifted in crafts work. He often spent time mining near volcanoes to search for precious gems he will use for his next project. It is nearing his birthday, no one really remembers, so he decided to make a gift for himself.  

“Appearances are everything to an Olympian, we are perfect beings, when one is imperfect, what will that do to the Pantheon” she says softly. Hephaestus notices she often does that, she is harsh with her words and soft with her voice, it does not stop the sting, instead it prolongs it. He is use to the harsh tone. Soft tones are tattooed in his mind forever, for how can forget kindness. But as he grows, he questions whether softness is equivalent to kindness. 

“He looks like a beast because of your transgressions, whoring your love out to whatever you please but your wife. You have put shame on me, and I refuse to accept such thing as a son of mine.” Hera shouted, All Hephaestus saw was his mother storming his way with anger in his face, “mother, what are you” that was all he remembered. 

As he fell that day, all the pain and suffering settled in his chest; The humiliation of being discarded. “Who would want me if Olympus does not desire my presence?” Hephaestus questioned himself for hours as he fell. All the pain and suffering marinating into his bones, the agony wearing down his godly bones. 

He spent his 14th birthday falling from his godliness. His age progressed and his pride of being Olympian diminished.

When he hit the ground his heart rate picked up speed. Gods can not get hurt or feel pain, they say. The agony of falling must’ve weakened his goldy pride because when he fell. Everything held dearly, fell along with that: the pride of being his parent’s child, to be the sibling of all he cares for, the love of another. 

He felt as if his immortal life was over, that there was nothing that he needed to look forward to, all he had to do was aimlessly wander the earth. What he did not expect, was when Hephaestus was thrown off of Olympus and to the mortal realm, he experienced something he had never experienced, love. 

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A/N: HANBDJBFSB sorry it took me so long to get back to writing, I wanted to write all the parts out and then post them individually. I feel less stressed when all the parts are already saved and such. But yeah- leave notes or feedback or anything. maybe even some other mythology x anime ideas. Let me knooooowww

with love,

sweet writer

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Ok y’all think Hephaestus! Reiner x reader

I want to do myths from all over the WOOORRRLLLD so if you guys have any ideas let me knoooowww

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Imagine

The bucket list

Choose x Black!Reader

You were tasked to “humanize” Choso. YN didn’t know what she was doing, this is a whole grown man who has been alive longer than she has by a long shot. 

As you were looking through your photo album- you found, your old bucket lists. 

“Hello, I’m YN, nice to meet you. You’re Choso right?”

“Um yeah” There was a long pause. There was a really awkward pause. Remember YN he doesn’t know what to do, you need to be patient.

“Well- lets go” You walk out Jujustu High and head to the dorms. 

“Alright Choso, here’s the plan, I’m going to teach you about everything- well as much as I can think of- and I’m going to teach you through a bucket list.” Choso was following, until he heard the word bucket list.

“What’s a bucket list”

“It’s a list of things that you want to do. We’re going to write somethings that I’ll do with you so you’re not doing it by yourself. And then when the list is done- you’ll no longer need me.” 

Choso shoulders slugged a little bit, the thought of one of the first people to care about him, saying that she will eventually leave, but hopefully that’s farther down the line.

It took a couple of days, a lot of explaining and lots of pens and stickers to make the most Judy Moody-esque bucket list ever.

pull an all-nighter watching movies

Make a sand castle

Ride a bike

Buy a pumpkin spice latte

Late night drive

(Those were some of the ideas)

“Ok, so this is a bucket list” Choso sighed. He was actually in awe- because he has never seen someone anything like this. 

“So, when do you want to start” YN smiled at him. 

It was a February day and YN looks at this list, some of these things, Choso can’t do until the specific season, some things they could make work, she thought. 

“Alright, let’s go to the grocery store”

“Is that where all the food is?” He says as he gets up. YN notices that Choso is very docile, it takes her aback, remembering how forceful he is as a fighter. 

She watches him put on his new favorite sweater- it had a picture of him and his brothers on it and they headed out the door. You guys drive by playing rnb through the radio. Choso is usually on alert, to protect his brothers and himself from an ambush. This time around, he doesn’t feel his eyes checking every direction to make sure no one is sneaking up on him.

Choose was able to rest- and now on a mission to experience as much as possible

A/N: Just a lil thought

#black reader #fanfiction #my writing #imagine #black fem reader #choso kamo #jujustu kaisen #jujutsu kaisen choso #choso x black reader #choso kamo x reader

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Mafia Toji x black fem reader

Black Reader loves to cook 

YN isn’t stupid, she’s been with Toji for a while. A bunch of big scary men that have records- c’mon now. She knew, but that doesn’t mean that she can’t still be loving and caring.

“Love, the men are coming over for a meeting- just wanted to let you know.” He said while coming up behind you to hug your waist. 

Toji has wanted this for- forever. Growing up in an abusive household he learned to lick love off of sharp knives. YN was different; she gave love so freely. She inadvertently taught him that real love has boundaries, fun moments, and tough ones. She was willing to stick by him during the tough times and the good ones. 

“They are? What for? Bad deal?” She said hovering over the kitchen, “No, we have a new guy coming in.” YN let out a shriek, “REALLY- oh my gosh, I need to go to the store, I don’t have enough ingredients. I’m making pot roast, make sure to post up my menu on the counter so they can be ready.” Toji watching as YN rushes around checking the pantries for whatever ingredients she needs. Toji always thought that she was cute like this. The kitchen is her home inside of her home. 

Whenever he gives her his black card all the transactions say “William Sanoma” “Farmers Market” “Fish shops” She of course buys nice clothes, but any kitchen store, she’s in. 

“Where are you going, take Megumi with you”

“Meg baby come on youre gonna come with me to the store.” Little Megumi waddled over to her smiling about the store. 

YN always said adventures for kids can be anywhere as long as you have the excitement for it; that’s why Megumi loves going to the store with his mom (found mom). 

As YN helps Megumi put on his shoes she grabs her list and gives it to Megumi, he’s her little checker- to make sure they have all the ingredients. 

Toji watches them walk out when he hears Gojo come up behind him, “Where did Ms. YN go?” 

“The store” Toji said with a chuckle, gojo chuckles.

“Finally some good food, Ms YN ruined fast food for me.”

"What- so my takeout isn't good enough for your spoiled ass?" Toji sneered.

"No need to get all riled up bossman, everyone knows Ms YN knows how to cook up a storm."

#imagine #fanfiction #black reader #my writing #jujustu kaisen #toji x reader #toji x black reader #drabble #jujutsu kaisen x reader

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They feel so warm: their hands, their thighs, there lips. The way their tongue rolls around mine. How soft they feel.” Bakugou narrates in his head. Bakugou was in bliss. Brain firing off every happy hormone there is as he runs his hands down their waist and hips. He explored under their cropped tank and sweat shorts. He felt as if this moment should last forever, he would die a happy man. YN and Bakugou building up speed and momentum in their need for one another- when he felt the cool breeze of the air and warm hands lift his shirt and hands pressed to his side. He begins to panic..

Just an idea🤷🏾‍♀️

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Connie x Black Reader

just a lil idea I had bc I need to see more earthy black girl inserts

Connie has messed with a bun- coughs some girls, but none like YN. He stumbled upon her when Eren had Connie get him this special soap that with his aching joints it was some small shop. As soon as he opened the door it smelled like…hippies. Thats the first word that came to his mind. Herbs, flowers, and good energy.

He was in the aisle and wooosh- there was a scent of rose and vanilla. He turn around to see the most ethereal woman he’s ever seen. 

She turns around and catches him staring and sends a smile his way. 

“Shit.” was all he said. 

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Two days and already at 50 notes 🥹🥹🥹thank you so much I really appreciate all the love 🫶🏾🫶🏾🫶🏾

Imagine Yn and Onyankapon getting matching grillz 

The box ended upcoming the mail and YN began to squeal- Onyankapon getting up getting the broom, “WHAT WHAT BABY”  

“ONYA THE GRILLZ CAME” YN shrieked. Onya takes a breath out. 

“Baby, you got me thinking someone tryna steal your loud ass” Onya groans jokingly. He walks up behind her as she opens up the box.  

When YN met Onyankapon the first three things she noticed: He’s fine asf, he smell divine, and that his smile looks so cute with his 24k grillz.  

As the relationship progressed YN always talked about getting matching grillz with him and he always said, “If thats what you want baby I’ll pay for em”  

And you always replied, “Nooooo, you pay for yours and I’ll pay for mine so it can be like our relationship 100% on both sides.”  

It took a while to save up for everything and now that they’re here, YN couldn’t be even more excited, and Onyankapon couldn’t be any more excited for his baby.  

#anime fanfic #attack on titan reiner #onyankopon x black y/n #black reader

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Imagine Yn and Onyankapon getting matching grillz 

The box ended upcoming the mail and YN began to squeal- Onyankapon getting up getting the broom, “WHAT WHAT BABY”  

“ONYA THE GRILLZ CAME” YN shrieked. Onya takes a breath out. 

“Baby, you got me thinking someone tryna steal your loud ass” Onya groans jokingly. He walks up behind her as she opens up the box.  

When YN met Onyankapon the first three things she noticed: He’s fine asf, he smell divine, and that his smile looks so cute with his 24k grillz.  

As the relationship progressed YN always talked about getting matching grillz with him and he always said, “If thats what you want baby I’ll pay for em”  

And you always replied, “Nooooo, you pay for yours and I’ll pay for mine so it can be like our relationship 100% on both sides.”  

It took a while to save up for everything and now that they’re here, YN couldn’t be even more excited, and Onyankapon couldn’t be any more excited for his baby.  

#imagine #fanfiction #my writing #black reader #attack on titan #aot x black reader #aot onyankopon #onyankopon x black y/n

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Y’all the Bakugou story…I lost the outline 😀- soooo thats on Hiatus until further notice💀

#imagine #fanfiction #mha #my writing #black reader

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Longing :Chapter 2.1

Single dad Reiner x black! Reader

Ever since that day has been trying to spend more time with YN. Getting to know her better and showing her that he cares. By spending so much time with YN he is obviously spending a lot of time with the duo he calls “his girls” YN and Sasha. They’re like ice cream and fries, they’re already good on their own but together, they’re uniquely amazing.

It’s a Thursday morning and YN is getting Sasha packed and ready to go to her mom’s after she finishes school.

“You got all your homework?”

Sasha nods

“You have your sparkly pens?”

“Yessss”

“Snacks?”

“Yes Y/N/N” Y/N/N that’s Sasha’s nickname for you. One day while playing with his stuffed farm animals Sasha had said “I think your name is missing something.” She said absentmindedly.

YN stops and looks at Sasha curiously, “oh?’ She laughs off, “is that so?”

“Yeah” Sasha said a little quieter. Sasha is a sweet girl and she’s loud and bold and loves to be as loud as possible, sometimes, she was quiet.

Reiner tried to be alot for her, but at the end of the day, Sasha was a little lonely. She had no friends at school- everyone thought she was weird. And only for her to go to two seperate houses and having to figure out in her seven year old brain why mommy and daddy don‘ t like each other anymore. She does well for how old she is, but she is still a seven year old girl. Her mom was present, but only when she wanted to be.

Post pictures on her Instagram mostly. Sasha felt more connected with her iPad than when she felt with her mom.

When YN came into her life, she had a friend. That’s how she saw YN. But as the months went on, she noticed how YN helps pick out her favorite outfits with her, like daddy does.

That YN cooks for her, like her daddy does.

YN makes her daddy smile.

And Daddy makes YN laugh. Maybe YN was more than a friend to Sasha.

As YN was dropping Sasha off in the school drop off line, Sasha jumped.

“YN!!!I forgot! I need you to give this to Daddy, it’s his birthday today. I didn’t get to see him” Sasha said with a deep frown. Sasha does everything possible for her daddy to be happy, but she’s realizing, that YN will make daddy more happy.

Sasha hands YN a handmade card. A piece of lined paper folded held by a cow sticker. On the front in purple crayon in big letters writes: “Daddy”

“Please make sure he reads it, it’ll make him happy- and he’ll be more happier that you give it to him.” She smiles before running off into the school.

“It’s Mr.Brau- Reiner’s birthday today huh?” You whisper to yourself.

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A/N: Hey y’all, so sorry it took me almost a month :,( my iPad is acting weird BUT fear not- im going to buy my first laptop soon and hopefully that’ll help with writing and what not. But yeahhhhh I’m def wanting to add more filler chapters to build up the story a bit more so definitely let me know what you guys would want to knoooww or if you want to join the tag list or anything :))

Kk much love,

Sweetwriter

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Second Chance: Chapter 1

Single dad! Bakugou x Black! Reader

Chapter 1

“So yer the beautiful teacher Kasumi always rambles on about” Is what Bakugou wanted to say, instead he looks at her hand. YN is a little confused by his standoffish behavior compared to his daughters extroverted personality.

“Well, it was a pleasure to meet you,” YN smiles generously and then looks down to the child who has a death grip on her leg, “Kasumi make sure to say your goodbyes and have everything, wouldn’t want you to hurry and leave without your high fives and hugs from your papa right?”

“RIGHT” She said a little loud- she has a little trouble with speaking really loud, I need to work on that, thought Katsuki.

“Alright papa, high five and hugs before Ms. YN starts.”

Kasumi loves Ms. YN with as much love a four year old can have for someone. Something just clicked in her mind, that Ms. YN is someone that she loved more than anything besides her papa, of course.

As he heads out he hears someone call his name, “Mr. Bakugou, I completely forgot, just in case you are not her pick up-“

“Who said I wasn’t?” He snapped. His eyes widening and he clears his throat, “I uh, I am picking Kasumi up today” God he felt stupid, felt like he was back in highschool, defensive when he was nervous. She made him so nervous, he wanted to impress her. The glorious and fantastic Ms. YN, the woman his little Kasumi loved. Four year olds love super hero’s and cartoon animals, not Kasumi. Bakugou felt like their first impression was going like shit, and he wasn’t wrong.

YN felt like Bakugou rubbed her the wrong way- stand offish and now rude. This isn’t going as planned. He was the “fantastic” father of Kasumi. The greatest person to ever live, in her eyes. She wanted to show him that she was a capable teacher that loved his daughter, but apparently she is showing herself to be incapable.

Clearly, they're both very incorrect

“Ok, the preschool is having a garden party, all the kids, are so excited about showing their families all that they’ve been growing, its next weekend.” YN gives Bakugou the flier. A group picture in front of the barrels holding the ready-to-be-harvested vegetables.

“I’ll um try to make it-“ he affirms, “Anything I need to bring?”

“Nope. Just bring you, and Kasumi of course.” She sends a smile and turn into the class. He can hear her starting the class as the door closes.

Bakugou must think he looks dumb standing in front of the door with his mouth agape but he can’t seem to care, all he can think is “wow.”

He looks down to check the flier and smiles to himself.

It’s 30 minutes before the garden party and Bakugou feel ridiculous. He hasn’t shaved his “beard’ new growth in about 3 weeks and here he is- shaving it and making sure his hair looks absolutely perfect.

Why you might ask? Well, ask Bakugou he would say “I needed to freshen up, the fuck is wrong with that?”

But he knew he couldn’t completely lie to himself, he feels he made a shit impression on Kasumi’s pretty teacher.

“Kasumi- do you need papa’s help?” Bakugou shouts from the bathroom. He knows she’s four and she wants to be a big girl.

“No, I’m a big girl.” She waddles in.

“Yes, yes you are a big girl. Your papa’s big girl- just because you’re a big girl- doesn’t mean you can’t ask for help. “ She pauses and looks at him for a second and then she eventually smiles and nods, “ok papa.”

Now it’s Bakugous turn to pause waiting for her to say something.

“Is that what you wanted to wear to the garden party?” Looking down at her outfit: yellow shirt, purple leggings, and a green skirt.

“Mhm, Ms. YN said to wear all your favorite things.” Bakugou nodded, “I mean- alright then. Let me do your hair munchkin.”

They both finished getting ready and as Bakugou was strapping Kasumi into her booster, Kasumi bent down to sniff her papa’s hair, “Your hair smells like my hair.”

Bakugou used Kasumi’s hair gel.

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A/N: hey y’all- took me a minute to get this out. I was planning on making it longer- but I like having little snippet chapters.

I love this story so far. I have a bunch of fun little plans for the characters. Also I love Kasumi-

Alright I’ll talk to you later with much love,

Sweetwriter

#imagine #fanfiction #mha #my writing #black reader #bakugou x black reader #bnha bakugo katsuki #mha bakugou

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During the most poor and homeless period of my life, I had a lot of people get angry with me because I spent $25 on Bath and Body Works candles during a sale. They couldn’t comprehend why the hell I would do that when I had been fighting for months to try and get us on our feet, afford food, and have an apartment to live in.

Those candles were placed beside wherever I slept that night. In the morning, I would move them and set them wherever I’d have to hang out. At one point I carried one around in my purse - one of those big honking 3-wick candles. I never lit them, but I’d open them and smell them a lot.

I credit that purchase with a lot of my drive that got me to where I am today. I had been working tirelessly, 15+ hour days with barely any reward, constantly on the phone or trying to deal with organizations and associations to “get help at”. It’d gone on for almost a year by the end of it, and I was so burnt out, to the point that I would shake 24/7. But I could get a bit of relief from my 3-wick “upper middle class lifestyle” candles. They represented my future goals, my home I wanted to decorate, and how I would one day not be in this mess anymore.

When we moved into the apartment, and our financial status improved, I burned those candles every single day. When they were empty, I cleaned them out, stuck labels on them, and they became the starting point of my really cute organization system I had ALWAYS planned to have.

So whenever I hear about someone very poor getting themselves a treat - maybe it’s Starbucks, maybe it’s a home deco item, maybe it’s a video game… I don’t judge them. I get it. I get that you can’t go without anything for that long without it making you go crazy. You need to pull some joy, inspiration, and motivation from somewhere.

[sweetwriter]

OMG OK JUST HAD A THOUGHT ABOUT THE GREEK GODS X ANIME CHARACTERS mix like Zeus!Gojo- I already have a thought for Hephaestus- do you have any other ideas- im already planning the project 🐒

Do you have any ideas? Any other characters that I probably hadn’t thought about

#jjk #reiner fanfiction #fanfiction #jujustu kaisen #mha #angst #attack on titan #black reader #my writing #aot x black reader #reiner x y/n #imagine #anime fanfic