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swirly-wirly · 2 months
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Yk what goes hard? X red flag, but U don't try to fix them.
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swirly-wirly · 4 months
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My heart breaks a little bit more every time I read "modern au". 😭😭😭😭😭😭😭
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swirly-wirly · 9 months
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writing prompt :P
so u know that trope that usually happens in slasher fics?? like the one where mc finds them injured, and they're (the love interest) like, 'nooo don't take me to the hospital, i can't go there bc .... zzzz'
that. but PM! Dazai.
pretty please. 🥺🥺
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swirly-wirly · 11 months
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angry dazai is so bbg
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swirly-wirly · 1 year
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Nagi Seishiro
Literally sobbing, on my hands and knees for this man. This man in a chef uniform. Drives me wild.
This man. Pouring tea. HUAAAAAAAAAAARRGHHHHH
And and and and and and bending down to pick up the tea towel that fell from his lil apron.
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I want to marry him. No, I simply MUST marry him!!
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swirly-wirly · 1 year
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My period mood swings might be a little crazy rn. Literally broke down crying bc I read his name. Just thought he was cute enough to cry over for no reason lol
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swirly-wirly · 1 year
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Quietly seething bc the episode with Q is banned in my country
I have a kink for angry Dazai.
I wanna rewatch bsd, but the thought of having to see Atsushi's fugly haircut is making it harder than it has to be.
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swirly-wirly · 1 year
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Omg, guys getting back into BSD was the best decision I've ever made. Chuuya is my man, but like... Yandere Dazai? 🥵💦
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swirly-wirly · 1 year
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Ok, just fyi, I have a severe case of chronic procrastination; meaning? My updates are few and far between. But! When the planets align, I pour my heart and soul into it, ok? I'm like a magpie, easily distracted by shiny things with an attention span of -100
Also I might be writing something for jjk.
On a side note tho, would U guys like a crack fic? What fandom? Lmao lemme know.
Also my phone is fucked. my phone overheated and this ship is sailing on dry land my dude.
I also have a habit of not knowing how to end a story, so I just end up killing off the mc :p. Maybe I'll switch it up and kill the love interest lol
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swirly-wirly · 1 year
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Miiiiiggghhhht have been frothing at the mouth over reading his name. Gojo is so hot, ugh it's so unfair.
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swirly-wirly · 1 year
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Alienation- Prologue
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                 ‘Aoi’
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When I was little I lived with my parents. I would play in the park with my twin, we’d sometimes get ice-cream. It was fun, and I was happy.
When we were enrolled in elementary school, I was so excited I couldn’t sleep. I stayed up all night watching clips of my favourite hero; All might. I thought All might was the coolest, I still do. I dozed off soon after.
The next morning, when I woke up, I was in bed, my twin shaking me awake with a big grin on her face.
I remember her being so excited for our first day at school, and I was too. I remember when we got to school, our mum stopped us at the gates, she told me, that ‘as the big brother, I had to look after my sister.’ I was scared, if I’m to be honest. I didn’t know what to expect.
Kids can be pretty mean if you let them.
I don’t really remember much, but I do remember some kid that thought she was hot shit pointed at me and asked me why my skin was so splotchy. I was born with blue skin, and as I got older, my skin started turning a pink-purple-blue camo sort of pattern. I think I told her to shut up, or something along those lines because I remember being scolded by the teacher. I had never really paid it much thought, but I guess my skin was pretty weird, considering how many people picked on me because of it. Of course, other than that one time, my sister never found out, I made sure of it. A few months later, about a month before our 4th birthday, one of my bullies got his quirk, he could control water apparently. Everyone thought it was really cool.
That afternoon at lunch, whilst my sister and I were playing tag with our friends, the kid who got his quirk came up to me with some of his friends, he was saying something, sharing a smirk with one of his buddies, some of them laughing along with him. And before I knew it, he was on top of me, beating the living daylights out of me. His fists were ‘wet’ as that was the extent of his quirk right now. I remember my sister pulling the bully off of me, and someone running off to find a teacher, whilst I was sobbing into my sister’s embrace.
Things like that continued to happen, as everyone in class started to get their quirks. Except me. I remember my sister running into my room one day, a viscous liquid dripping from her hands as it landed on the wooden floors, the liquid sizzling whenever it made contact. She was so excited, showing it off to me with a proud smile on her face, an equally bright grin on my face. 
I remember it vividly that day, September 14th. The day everything went wrong. That kid with the water quirk? Yeah, it was him again. So as it turns out, he could also turn water into ice. And with his fists encased in ice, he clocked me square in the nose with a sickening crUNcH.
I remember my nose gushing, and the smell of burning, a thick, acrid stench, and as I looked down, I remember instead of seeing bright red blood, I saw a neon green, and my blood burning holes into my clothes and the ground. I don’t think he saw it though, because when I ran at him, tackling him to the ground, the same hand I had been using to cup my nose, I grabbed him, I grabbed his arm. And it fell to the floor, with the smell of burnt flesh hanging in the air like a heavy cloud.
What happened? I’m not sure. I don’t remember. I’ve been here for years. I don’t remember where I am. My name is Aoi. My name means ‘blue’, and I have a twin sister. Or ‘had’ a twin sister. I don’t know what happened. That's all I remember. It’s dark and I’m alone.
I think I did something bad.
It’s so gross in here, there's even a dead body in here with me. Oh. no, nevermind he’s alive. He smells like a bonfire.
END.
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An old OC of mine. Lol, I love Aoi. First part?? U want a second part, lemme know. This is just a prologue lol.
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swirly-wirly · 1 year
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I'll probably post something again soon. Thanks for all the follows n stuff :)
Just a bit unmotivated is all, just a general dysphoria for life.
Also, I've been reading manhwa/manga, and I made a joke that other people's despair makes me horny. I don't think it's a joke anymore. \⁰•⁰/
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swirly-wirly · 1 year
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Aight bro I've combined 2 of my OC's into one for an epic villain origin story.
Villain name: The Iron Maiden
Quirk: idk some kind of fire quirk
WHEN I write the story, the name and quirk will make more sense.
But ye U bet Ur ball sack the hspc is involved.
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swirly-wirly · 1 year
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I have something i wanna add onto one of my posts, the one where reader meets Hawks in the hospital after he gets cruspified by dabi.
I don't really remember, but like it had something to do with why they were there.
Anyways I remember I said something along the lines of cancer. Well what if a previous s/o had a quirk that makes the user emit a small amount of radiation. Not enough to kill someone, and definitely not a dangerous amount, however the prolonged exposure caused the cancerous cells to multiply. Stage 4 cancer anyone? 🥴
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swirly-wirly · 2 years
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Alrighty. I have another idea.
U know all those fanfics where Ur part of the league, need to infiltrate ua, the heroes etc. What if U set up Ur first meeting with the chicken man himself, after all, first impressions r everything, right? 😉
(I have no idea what city hawk's agency is in, it starts with a K, I'm pretty sure it's Kyushu but I'm pretty sure that's wrong)
The timeline is just a little bit before shigaraki takes over the liberation front...
It was a cold, windy afternoon in Kyushu. The clouds loomed darkly overhead, the atmosphere heavy with humidity. But nothing could deter me from heavy feeling of the building fear. Fear of what? The fear of success. The fear of failure. And the fear of nothing changing.
The job i had been tasked with was something someone ought to fear, but I had taken it all with numbing acceptance. After all, a job given by The League of Villains was something that I couldn't afford to fail. I was to go to Kyushu under the guise of a visiting a family member. My baby nephew had just been born, it was a almost too perfect.
They had specified they needed someone to catch the attention of the No.3 hero. It needed to be showstopping and guaranteed to make him look into it closely.
It started off when i was tasked with having a loud, and increasingly violent run in with Dabi. It had to be flashy, eyecatching enough to draw his attention. Dabi had burnt my wrists until they were charred and smoking, left screaming and sobbing on the ground. Dabi was gone before any heroes showed up, too preoccupied with putting out the burning inferno. But he had been there. He'd gotten everyone to safety with his trademark speed. The next few days in hospital were equally tedious as it was agonizing, a few police interrogations later, and as I'd been discharged... He was there, outside the hospital talking to his adoring fans. We'd made eye contact, and then I'd walked away.
A week after that, we'd staged another violent argument with Dabi. I couldn't lie, I was terrified. His sapphire eyes looked like they were looking through me. I was merely dirt under his boots. His hand was wrapped in icey blue flames, he took a step forward, about to unleash them onto me when a small blur of red rushed past me, and in a flash dabi was pinned by the sleeves of his coat, as a larger clump of red rushed past to secure him.
It was around this time that everything blurred together, my breaths coming in short, fast paced gasps for air, tears running down my face.
I don't remember what happened after that.
When I came to, I was in a hospital bed, the scratchy, uncomfortable sheets unmistakable as the faint but pungent scent of bleach invaded my nose. When I was finally able to lift one of my arms, I'd pressed the nurse button. After that, they'd ran some tests, and about half way through Hawks showed up to ask me some questions. The same 'what is your relation to the villain', 'did he say anything to you ', or 'what happened'. It was repetitive. Tedious. And exceedingly taxing on my mental health when he stared me down with grin on his face when I told him he was giving me hayfever because of his wings.
"It was fun while it lasted, I suppose" I thought sadly, as I took off my shoes and put them next to the railing, the note tucked securely underneath. My hands shook as I grabbed the metal railing and carefully heaved myself over.
6 stories up seemed so much higher from this angle. It was beautiful, but terrifying all the same. My eyes roamed around the streets I could see, the LED shop signs creating a pallet of swirling colours. It was a sudden noise behind me, whoosh of the wind as wings flapped for a sturdy landing. And I slipped, tumbling over the edge head first, facing away from figure frozen in place as he realised he was too late.
He was the fastest hero out there, he could still make it. He hoped.
"To my dear nephew, I hope you live a long life."
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swirly-wirly · 2 years
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So I've been reading a lot of bnha stuff, and I had a thought.... What if either myself or someone else wrote a story that goes something along these lines:
Twice dies, dabi fatally injures Hawks. The reader is a nurse assigned to look after Hawks, and bc anxst, reader recently lost their loved one to.... A villain attack? Cancer? Suicide? All three? And idk bc trauma= the understanding of the universe, they fall in love, and then it ends with the hospital being attacked and one of em dies. I want something heartbreaking, like to the point I want to throw myself off a cliff. I've become rather desensitised.
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swirly-wirly · 2 years
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I won't lie, I did he head and then everything went blank 😆😅😅
Fanart for 'in it for the drugs' by cliché on quotev :)
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