Venus As A Boy
He believes in beauty, and gentle. He’s Venus as a boy. (Songfic, Katsuki Bakugou x USER)
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Army Of Me
“Stand up. You’ve got to manage.” (MHA X USER SONGFIC)
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LSarlor4•pretty when i cry• 'keigo takami'
Your character isn't built, so you have full freedom to be who you want. After a mostly sunny relationship with Keigo Takami, you change your views on hero society and have a rough falling out with your loyal boyfriend. You trade him for the dark comfort of Shigaraki and the League. But Keigo hasn't stopped thinking about you. Based on the song by Lana del Rey!
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POcutiepatootThe Moment I Knew
You have been together with Jimin since two years, he is a global K-pop stare from the group BTS. And he is on tour right now, but there is a problem…
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LLARMY69So American
I am mourning the relationship of Louis Partridge and Olivia Rodrigo.
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ERFateLove me like you | H.P
“𝐋𝐚𝐬𝐭 𝐧𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐭, 𝐈 𝐥𝐚𝐢𝐝 𝐢𝐧 𝐛𝐞𝐝 𝐬𝐨 𝐛𝐥𝐮𝐞 / ‘𝐂𝐚𝐮𝐬𝐞 𝐈 𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐥𝐢𝐳𝐞𝐝 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐭𝐫𝐮𝐭𝐡 / 𝐓𝐡𝐞𝐲 𝐜𝐚𝐧’𝐭 𝐥𝐨𝐯𝐞 𝐦𝐞 𝐥𝐢𝐤𝐞 𝐲𝐨𝐮” — Six months after their breakup, Y/N has been trying to move on — dating other people, saying yes to boys who should be perfect on paper. But none of them are Harry, and pretending otherwise is starting to feel impossible.
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ELwhoislizzKatsuki Bakugo || apocalypse🧟♀️
If I were a zombie, I’d never eat your brains~💕
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JElalalalalalaaaaKaraoke breakup
Your boyfriend and his bsf sing to eachother as if they were dating.. So you take her boyfriend and sing a song with him the same way..
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BRbri_0hey, mr. rager ~+
no one really knows Rafe Calloway. they think they do. to everyone else, he’s mr. rager — the guy who’s always at the centre of everything. loud parties, reckless decisions, never sober, never still. he laughs too hard. doesn’t care what anyone thinks. acts like nothing can touch him. ⸻ but you notice things other people don’t. the way he disappears halfway through parties. the way his smile drops the second no one’s looking. the way he always seems… alone, even when he’s surrounded. ⸻ you’re not part of his world. you don’t go to the parties. you don’t chase the chaos. so when he starts showing up around you— it doesn’t make sense. ⸻ it’s small at first. a conversation that lasts too long. a random text at 2am. him sitting next to you like it’s the only place he can breathe. ⸻ and with you… he’s different. quieter. slower. real. like mr. rager is just something he puts on for everyone else— and you’re the only one who sees what’s underneath. ⸻ but getting close to him comes with a cost. because the deeper you get, the more you realise: he’s not just reckless. he’s running from something. ⸻ nights get messier. his behaviour gets worse. people start warning you to stay away. and you’re stuck in the middle of it— trying to figure out if you’re helping him… or just getting pulled under with him. ⸻ then one night, everything goes too far. and you’re forced to see the truth: you can’t save someone who doesn’t want to be saved. ⸻ so now you have a choice: stay, and risk losing yourself trying to reach him… or walk away, even if it means leaving him exactly where he is.
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VꨄpradaWHEN I CLOSE MY EYES; ~+
WHEN I CLOSE MY EYES; tom odell ‘and when i close my eyes, you’re, standing there in front of me and when i close my eyes it’s almost like it used to be then i realise you’re just a ghost maybe at most, a fragment of my mind’ ——— you don’t lose Elliot Prescott in the way people expect. there’s no clean ending. no final fight. no clear goodbye. just… life getting in the way. timing being wrong. words not said. moments missed until there were too many of them to fix. and then one day, he’s just not there anymore. ⸻ at first, it doesn’t feel real. because he still exists everywhere else. in the way you reach for your phone to text him. in songs that sound like him. in places you swear you saw him before remembering you didn’t. ⸻ but the worst part isn’t the missing. it’s remembering. ⸻ because every time you close your eyes— he’s there. not as he is now. not as a stranger. but as him. laughing. talking. standing too close like he always used to. the version of him that felt permanent, even though nothing ever was. ⸻ and in those moments, it feels like nothing changed. like if you opened your eyes fast enough, he’d still be there. ⸻ but you always open them. and he isn’t. ⸻ meanwhile, life keeps moving like nothing happened. people tell you to move on. to stop thinking about it. to let it go. but they don’t understand what it’s like to lose someone who still lives in your memory like a second reality. ⸻ then one day— you see him again. ⸻ not in a dream. not in memory. not behind closed eyes. real. standing there like no time has passed at all. except it has. for both of you. ⸻ and suddenly you’re faced with something heavier than missing him: what do you say to someone who only ever existed fully in your mind for so long?
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Vꨄprada💥 BK: No Children
“I hope you die.” ——- 💥 ❔——- “I hope we both die.
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B�b3isk3_0v3rl0adin spite of ourselves | john elwood ii (oc)
he’s your baby, and you’re his honey! (songfic based on in spite of ourselves)
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C:woogayitupMelody of War - Percy Jackson
Shadow monsters invade Camp, followed by soldiers from another world who summon you, a powerful singer whose voice can defeat the creatures. Your arrival astonishes the gods, draws Percy’s attention, and marks you as the only hope against the coming threat.
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YEYTi thought i saw your face today ~+
it’s been a while since you last saw Aiden Clarke. not because of one big dramatic ending. no screaming, no betrayal, no final goodbye. just… distance. missed calls that stopped being returned. conversations that got shorter. feelings that were never fully said out loud. until one day, there was nothing left to say at all. ⸻ you tell yourself you’ve moved on. and most days, it feels true. you go out, laugh with friends, build a life that doesn’t include him. you don’t think about him like you used to. ⸻ until— you see someone who looks like him. ⸻ it’s stupid, really. a random stranger across the street. the same hair, the same posture, the same way of turning their head. your heart reacts before your brain does. for a second, everything rushes back. the memories. the feelings. him. ⸻ but it’s never actually him. ⸻ and that’s the problem. because it keeps happening. on trains. in shops. in crowds. little glimpses of someone who almost looks like Aiden Clarke. close enough to make your chest ache— but never close enough to be real. ⸻ and every time, you’re left with the same quiet thought: “i thought i saw your face today.” ⸻ the more it happens, the more you start to question things. are you actually over him… or have you just learned how to live without him? ⸻ and then one day— it isn’t a stranger. ⸻ it’s him. ⸻ except now everything feels different. he looks the same. but the space between you doesn’t. there are things unsaid, moments lost, versions of each other you never got to know. and suddenly, you’re faced with something harder than missing him: what do you do when the person you couldn’t forget… is standing right in front of you again?
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Vꨄpradai see my reflection in your eyes
y/n was taken by the hero commission at a young age, trained and made a young, reliable hero. until she got sick of the system and disappeared, then got thrown in tartarus. a villan distroyed tartarus and she escaped, then hired as a hitman for izuku midoryia. || this is based of reflections by the neighbourhood||
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Y/angelsfictiondeja vu
“do you get deja vu, huh?”
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KHhrtsplutoPILLOWTALK
Based off the song by Zayn Malik
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🖤lolololololoRockstar black
I’m the lead guitarist in the band “the weird sisters” and I just transferred to Hogwarts to take classes part time, though my music career is priority. When I get there everyone is gawking and whispering, star struck and fangirling. It doesn’t phase me. They put me in slytherin house for obvious reasons. And I meet the Pansy, Draco, mattheo, Theo, Blaise, Bianca, Daphne, barty, and Lorenzo. They seem to be intrigued by me. I couldn’t care less.
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VIbookworm3Solitude isn’t always a bad thing…
Y/n is a loner, a content one at that. Live the life of a beverage 15 year old who just so happens to enjoy solitude.
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VAVValerieA line without a hook
Ayato Tsumigi and Reina Kanzaki did not break up loudly. There was no screaming, no slammed doors, no dramatic last kiss. That almost made it worse. They had loved each other quietly and they ended quietly too, both pretending they were doing the other a favor. Ayato told himself she deserved someone steadier, someone who was not always chasing stages and deadlines. Reina told herself she was tired of waiting for him to come home. Neither of them admitted they were scared of holding on.
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