Historias de Spilled

What would a famous vigilante and a hero in training friend do when they are not supposed to see each other? Well text right? HAHAHA joke on you! Izuku as a vigilante al...

✮ᴛʜᴇ ꜰɪʀꜱᴛ ᴇᴠᴇʀ ᴘᴜʙʟɪꜱʜᴇᴅ ᴍᴀxɢɢꜱ x ᴏᴄ ʙᴏᴏᴋ ᴏɴ ᴡᴀᴛᴛᴘᴀᴅ✮ ✮ɪꜰ ᴍᴀx ɪꜱ ɴᴏ ʟᴏɴɢᴇʀ ᴏᴋ ᴡɪᴛʜ ꜰᴀɴꜰɪᴄꜱ ᴘʟꜱ ʟᴍᴋ ᴀɴᴅ ɪ'ʟʟ ᴛᴀᴋᴇ ɪᴛ ᴅᴏᴡɴ✮ 𝒔𝒕𝒂𝒓𝒕𝒆𝒅: sunday, may 12, 2024 𝒆𝒏𝒅𝒆�...

"Oh little siren, charmer of the seas with voices of elegance sailers, you please the scepter of beautiful songs you shall wield listening to your euphony my heart...

she shed thoughts of madness and words she failed to express.

Guys I have so much school drama going on. And I have literally no one to share it all too. SO why not share it to the whole world(not literally) I won't be using real n...

Seventeen had awoken trapped in an abandoned building, a collar attached to their necks and everyone's memories are fuzzy. "It's like they say, it's kill or be kill...

The name's August Xavier Moriarty. I have four brothers, no sisters, no parents and one insane life. My brothers and I have to deal with being on our own without parenta...

I longed for something that I could not have. | lower case intended. © melcholune. | do not plagarise. | 2021. #2 in poetry ╱ 07102021 #9 in writings...

These are my one shots and series of Misha Collins from my Tumblr. Some contain smut others are just fluff or gory. I hope y'all enjoy!! You can make requests or suggest...

It’s been two years since the incident and the ugly, warm-hearted, boyish girl she used to be is seemingly dead and buried. The young woman in her place is relentlessly...

It's too quiet. The loudest thing is your heart beating. You can feel your pulse throughout your whole body and it's overwhelming. You're breathing too loud in a place w...

words that drizzles, falls, and showers like raindrops through me but doesn't fall visibly.

"A gripping, masterful work, speaking with the triumph of the 'scene kid' spirit. Wrought with angst and heartbreak, the poets explore the subtle beauties of the g...

This is part two, because I have developed a new writing style. I also post all my poems, and reblog poems I really like on Tumblr. ( via emotionaldysregulation) Thank y...

what I would have liked to say to my family, friends and strangers who thought that they knew a l l o f m e. © chufufu.

Have you ever just felt so drained or exasperated that you were being sucked into an abyss of your own design and the only way to escape was to push the thoughts outward...