Bruce Wayne Save Me Bruce Wayne

happy birthday stupid ugly fuck

I could fix him but I kinda like him a little murderous and psychotic tho

Me with him fr

THE NEW MLB EP EXCUSE ME ???

ALSO MARCIEL CANON AAAAAAAA

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.

UMM

i will never recover from someone calling him a tampon applicator

Grandmas were so right about puzzles and knitting and crocheting and solitaire and reading slow and slippers and baking and watching deer in the backyard send post

18+ mdni

that reality check hitting after reading smut

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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I genuinely hate when writers don't tag their fics properly. you can't have the only two warnings be "arguments and smut" and then write something that sets feminism back 4 centuries. Like I dont mind those kinds of fics but seriously LET A BITCH KNOW if that's what happening.

(This may or may not be about a steve rogers fic I read but my point still stands)