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hypodermicfroggy · 3 months

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Light Pollution

I don't recognize the stars anymore.

Terrestrial life is one of changes It rises, it falls, it expands, it shrinks And while the stars are not immutable Their span is on a much longer scale

These lights above me are not the ones So constant and familiar That my two and four-legged ancestors both Could navigate their way back home by them

These lights are not the twinkling diamonds Born from the exhale of a warm sigh That captured the minds and hearts Of scientists and artisans for centuries

Their sparkle is cold, lifeless metal And impersonal binary. Yet these are not the capsules of my grandparents Crafted with hope and fear and passion

In a time when that vast black above Was not prime real estate to be simply colonized But a terrifying unknown to be respected As well as a new frontier to explore

These are cheap trinkets, baubles Manufactured en masse then left to rot A passing whim of a creator Who thinks himself a god of men But who has already grown bored Of his own toys like a child

They form a dirty choker around a blue wife's neck She has always been faithful to him Even while their heirs slowly poison her While he looks longingly at the mistress Dressed in her tempting shade of blood Waiting down a long and dangerous cosmic hallway

A new star attempts to rise and join its siblings Forced upwards by man's sheer will It rumbles, it roars, it streaks across the sky Searing red as something goes wrong

The chemical smell of fuel instead of wormwood.

Two hundred, five hundred A thousand years ago This would have been regarded as an omen A sign of the coming end of days.

But the true prophets have been blinded Their clear skies clouded by these false stars Placed by a false prophet, a man playing god A father of lies and broken promises of innovation

And so no one listens and heeds the warnings Until his stars come falling down A hundred thousand heralds burning bright Like the stars they pretended to be Revelations that are realized One minute too late

…I don't recognize the stars anymore.

#writing #poetry #Elon Musk #Space X #froggy writes #croak.txt #look I haven't used my writing tag in forever #but tonight I looked up at the sky while taking out trash and didn't recognize the constellations #and this is right after Musk shot off another one of his fucking rockets to boot #so I had a small crisis and ended up feeling some type of way #and writing a poem where I compare Musk to the antichrist is the result #I'm not really a poet or anything #I do not know how professional poets write things #so this may be like...terrible from a technical standpoint #but sometimes words gotta happen #especially when you live 20 minutes away from a billionaire's stupid fucking playground

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changbin-froggy-jimin · 6 months

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For the feral girlies!

#ateez icons #park seonghwa #seonghwa icons #I wish I was a tagging girlie #lol #froggy writes #froggy creates

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froggywritesstuff · 2 years

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Fic authors self rec! When you get this, reply with your favorite five fics that you've written, then pass on to at least five other writers. Let’s spread the self-love 💖

Aw thank you anon!

In order it’s probably

First is ‘Eye Fucking’ (Anthony Ramos x male!reader), either because it’s the first Anthony x reader thing I’ve done, or it’s the longest fic I’ve ever done

2 is the first chapter of ‘Rivals’ (John Laurens x fem!reader) because I remember putting so much time and effort into that, and didn’t publish it until I was really happy with it

3 is ‘Are You In?’ (Carlos Madrigal x reader) because I’m a sucker for the fake dating trope (also ✨Carlos✨)

4 is ‘Sisters For Today’ (gender fluid Camilo Madrigal) because I’d never written about anything like that before, and I could easily see myself in Camilo’s situation

5 is Beautiful (Yandere!Philip Hamilton x reader) because recently I became too obsessed with yandere characters, and this is the first yandere thing I wrote

Tysm for this anon! I really enjoyed it 💖

#anon ♥️#froggy answers #fanfiction #froggy writes

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snailmug · 2 years

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did some writing today ahaha it was very sexy of me

#i am in pain #froggy writes

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froggydraws · 11 months

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Filling out the Pokédex 📝

#my daughter egg n her brother cheese :)#featuring their weird uncle uhhhh (checks smudged writing) ibuprofen #pla #pokémon legends arceus #submas #subway boss ingo #subway master nobori #warden ingo #trainer akari #trainer rei #froggy doodles

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magicalshopping · 1 year

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♡ Froggy Glitter Waterfall Pen from Claire’s ♡

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froggityboingerrr · 22 days

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Wow!!! Headcanon time guys!!!

This is probably very unoriginal but whatevesss

Kai’s hair turns into flames when mad. Think Paintbrush from I.I this type of stuff below ALSO ITS NOT IUST HIS HAIR- Smoke and fire flies off from his arms and legs. Some smoke from his ears and eyes, think like a tea kettle type stuff.

^ THESE ARE WHAT I MEAN FOR MY EXAMPLES

#ninjago #lego ninjago #ninjago dragons rising #ninjago kai #ninjago headcanons #a frog writes headcanons #ninjago kai smith #ninjago kai jiang #froggy’s devious acts #froggityboingerrr #ii paintbrush #inanimate insanity paintbrush

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awesomefroggy · 8 months

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Fuck it, we ball I'm still dying and so too shall you. WIP Wednesday, here's a bit from each of the scenes that's fuckin killing me right now so you can suffer too enjoy

"You know, if you're not careful, I might just kiss you, Mr. Caleb." It was murmured with too much tenderness and affection to really be considered a quip. "Who said I'm good at being careful, Mr. Mollymauk?" "You, usually." "And if I'd like to be less so?" "A bold move, for you."

and

"Oh, Essek." Molly freed his hand to hold Essek’s other cheek, pressing their foreheads together. Essek anchored himself to bracelet filled wrists. A soft kiss placed on his cheekbone. “Starlight, we’re all about hope around here. There’s always some kind of hope.” Essek had no reply to that. It seemed Molly didn’t expect one, he just pulled Essek closer into a full hug, burying his face into his shoulder. “I’m so glad you told me,” he whispered. “There may always be hope, but I was becoming content with just loving you from afar, as much as I thought I could get away with.”

AND

Their entire dance had gone unspoken. They had agreed, silently then too, that protecting Molly, loving Molly, was something they’d do together. Not as a unit, not as a them, but a goal they were both united in. The give and take tension between them had never been addressed. It seemed they were addressing it now. Caleb squeezed Essek’s fingers and let himself finally, finally, press a soft kiss to the space right where the tight shave and cloud of curls met. Essek raised their intertwined hands and kissed the back of Caleb’s. From the kitchen, the kettle whistled. They sat like that for a long few moments, Essek occasionally peppering kisses to Caleb’s knuckles. He didn’t want to break the moment, afraid that if he called attention to it out loud that Essek would fly back to the other end of the couch. But he had to be sure. Quietly he asked, “Does this mean what I think-” “Yes,” Essek cut him off in a rush, as if he too had been holding a question in.

#froggy talks writing #shadowidomauk #SUFFER WITH ME #THEEEMMM #*crying and sobbing*

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a-tiny-frog-girl · 2 years

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BORROWER HEADCANONS

im bored, I should be writing but here's some of my favorite borrower headcanons instead (ask your headcanons or ask for more of mine or clarification!! I love this stuff!!)

borrower "culture" isn't really a thing. If you found two borrowers from separate places and asked them what holidays they celebrate or if they have a hierarchy, they'd most likely give you completely different answers (that means the rest of the list is basically only true for some borrowers in my head)

borrowers don't track time like humans. Ofc they still have like morning and evening and so on, but they don't have hours or minutes or years in the way we use them.

Adding to the last bit, borrowers don't do birthdays. Since they don't really have numbered days, at most they remember whether they were born in early or late (insert season here). Age is counted by seasons and being an older borrower usually means being respected far more.

borrowers don't really do gender. it's really not a big deal when you're fighting for your food and life constantly. Pronouns are just things they borrow from humans, they're not really attached to them.

skirts and dresses are impeding to most borrower things so wearing them is either luxurious and shows that a borrower doesn't need to work or lazy. Again gender isn't really a thing so they can be worn by anyone as long as they don't need to be constantly alert.

hair length is usually a personal decision. Long hair is warm and can be tied up easily, but can get caught in things and does take maintenance. Not as much maintenance as human hair would at that length, but still some. (borrowers can usually brush the tangles out of their hair with just their fingers.) Short hair is a lot more permanently out of the way but often needs to be cut fairly regularly to stay at that length.

hair color can affect what length borrowers choose to keep their hair at. Black haired borrowers might keep long hair and even put it semi down so they're harder to see in the darkness. Red or blonde haired borrowers might have to keep it short because it could easily get them spotted.

borrowers that live/work alone tend to be more cutthroat than colonies of borrowers. They can't rely on much and if you are hindering their work they will cut you loose so fast.

on the other hand, colonies tend to be more strict about rules and such. The rules vary greatly, but they tend to stick to them and not forgive even small transgressions. Basically if you're a rule breaker you're gonna get yeeted.

if a lone borrower is crazy, it's kinda just like eh, they're alone so long it makes sense for them to be like that. Often if they aren't like actually just randomly biting people, they can still be decent ally's.

if a colony is crazy, you're fucked. That is a borrower cult, my guy. They have already completely convinced themselves and each other that they are the sane ones, there's no way to get through to them. Plus they tend to have the numbers to do really bad things, for instance: sacrifices.

some borrowers do have religion!! It can be anything from whatever religion the humans had put through a game of telephone or something humans would consider to be a lot like witchcraft!

Borrowers often get their names from 1. human names (usually misheard or misspelled) 2. something precious to the parents, like how some humans are named after gems 3. just a random word that someone heard and decided would make a good name, or 4. another borrower.

moving house is just as dangerous if a borrower moves into somewhere with borrowers already as if it's an empty place. The best scenario would probably be a group of borrowers too small to be considered a colony that don't mind sharing or a recently evacuated home. (you would have to consider why they left, though.)

borrowers sit wherever they goddamn please. on the floor? yep. on the edge of a table next to a drop that would definitely kill them? yeah, sure. on top of a borrower sized table? it's comfy! wherever they happen to be standing and find out they're going to be there a while? just plopped down on the spot. They are also incredibly fast at getting up, so there's no worry about being stuck sitting when something happens.

beds aren't really a thing for borrowers either. They have to be able to sleep wherever they are so they don't get tired and make stupid mistakes. The closest thing to a human concept of a bed would probably be a few comfortable scraps of fabric in a bit of a messy nest. Easy to move and rearrange. Some borrowers just sleep on the ground or cuddle with other borrowers.

Candy is as precious as gems. Unfortunately, just about as useful as them, too, but sweet things are hardly ever left out or abandoned.

The main overarching rule for borrowers is don't get caught and if you do, don't reveal the rest of the borrowers to humans. Different rules spawn from this like don't speak to humans or don't go out during the day or whatever, but those are the ones all borrowers basically would get as a kid.

Borrowers are kind of desensitized to violence and death. All their lives they are constantly thinking about it possibly happening, and depending on where they live, may have seen many others bite the dust. It's just a part of being a borrower.

Borrowers have INCREDIBLY dark humor. They'll absolutely be joking about how their best friend got severely injured the moment they're safe. Maybe even before depending on the borrower.

Some borrowers are more animalistic than others. It's a trait that's sort of passed down like what eye color you have. Some borrowers have cat-like eyes that adjust to the dark well but are mid sighted and color blind. Some borrowers can purr or chirp. Some are more capable of eating raw meat or random stuff they find on the ground. Some have tails for balance or animal ears.

Many borrowers have weird special talents that seemingly come out of nowhere. One may be able to jump stupidly high while the other can smell everything and discern what is going on in the next room.

borrowers get overstimulated SO EASILY. loud? no thanks. lots of movement that they try to automatically track all at once? eugh. bright colors that hurt their eyes and distract them? bad.

crows and borrowers often have symbiotic relationships. Borrowers share a little food and time/conversation and the crow distracts the human or gives them a ride or protects them from other animals. they are friends <3

Most borrowers don't have any other name than their first unless they live in a place with a LOT of other borrowers and need to distinguish where they're from.

TLDR; I never stop thinking about borrowers. I am a borrower nerd. I will keep on talking about this forever.

#froggy speaks #g/t #giant/tiny #gt #borrowers #gt community #sfw gt #froggy writes #g/t community #gt writing #gt prompts #gt talk #tw death mention #tw injury #tw swearing #tw violence #tw cult mention

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grimgrinningghost456 · 8 months

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How to care for Your Fledgling when they’re Stuck as a Bat.

A step by step guide by Count Vladimir Marius Dracula.

When One has acquired a brand new fledgling or bride, the first goals to ensure its success is to feed and nurture your new family member. In some cases, your new nest mate may be slow in feeding or shape shifting into their bat form. For the latter, allow me to help you along this journey by example of my dearest bride, Jonathan Harker. Without further ado, the steps to handle your fledgling as a bat, and what to do if they cannot figure out how to shift back to their proper shape.

Step 1: If your fledgling is rather stubborn by nature, and struggles with following orders, I suggest a slightly firmer hand with their training. Specifically, the hands on approach. In order to help them shift, press upon the pressure point between their shoulder blades and at the nape of the neck. By doing so, you will trigger the change to happen instinctually. If your fledgling panics, refer to step 3.

Step 2: Once your fledgling has changed forms, gently examine their wings in order to check for any damage or deformities. Afterwords, calmly explain the art of flying. If your fledgling struggles, shift yourself and teach by example in order to give them visual examples.

Step 3: If your fledgling begins to panic, (which I have more than my fair share of experience with) be sure to cup them in your hands gently but firmly. Gentle enough as not to harm their wings, yet firmly enough to prevent their flying off. If your fledgling bites, deposit them into their coffin, or a brass birdcage and allow them to tire themself out.

Step 4: Whether or not you’ve had time to properly have your fledgling fly, it is best if you only had them as a bat for an hour and a half for the first experience. It is more than likely that your young nest mate will be stuck as a bat, having no full grasp on their abilities. It is your job as the master of the nest to keep the fledgling calm. The more panicked they become, the less likely they’ll return to their humanoid form any time soon.

What to do when your fledging is stuck as a bat for over 12 hours.

It is heavily advised that you keep your bat fully fed at this time. A fledgling going into a frenzy is nothing compared to a fledgling-bat on a frenzy. Smaller, faster, and they’re unfortunately able to get into crevices that fully grown vampires such as yourself cannot.

A healthy diet for their time as a bat is as followed:

Blood, advisedly your own in order to keep the bat calm

Fruit is acceptable in this form. I have found bananas, strawberries, and oranges to be the favored choices.

Bugs are to be taken in small helpings, too much and your fledgling may become, with a lack of better terms, “flighty”

As long as you follow these instructions to the letter, there shouldn’t be any issues with the continued shape-shifting lessons, or with a bloodthirsty bat wrecking havoc upon your village. Good luck.

(I decided to give this a go, thinking it would be a funny little tidbit. @0nelittlebirdtoldme , @argyleheir , if you’re interested in taming fresh vamps as bats, Drac has you covered)

#froggy croaks #vampires #bats #headcanons #Count Dracula #Jonathan Harker #fledgling vamp facts #froggy writes

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hypodermicfroggy · 12 days

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Hey guys did you know the cure for “bitch is too depressed to write because of life and world events” disease is to literally isolate yourself from almost all social media and have literally nothing else to do *but* write?

Anyway have fun with my 8,000 words of insane Shimada dragon headcanons.

#Overwatch #Overwatch fanfic #OW Mercy #Moira O’Deorain #OW Moira #Moira Overwatch #froggy writes

EDIT: HEY GUYS DID YOU KNOW IT ACTUALLY HELPS IF YOU INSERT THE FUCKING LINK TO THE FIC TOO

#Overwatch #Overwatch fanfic #Moira O'Deorain #OW Moira #Moira Overwatch #I will NOT tag this as Overwatch 2 because fuck that paypig slopfest they call a sequel #the vermin in my attic have been especially noisy so I've just been working on this to ignore them #that's not some poetic metaphor for mental illness by the way I mean there's *literal* vermin of some kind in my attic #we're not sure if they're marsh rats or raccoons?#croak.txt #froggy writes

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changbin-froggy-jimin · 6 months

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Chapters: 1/1 Fandom: ATEEZ (Band) Rating: Teen And Up Audiences Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply Relationships: Choi San/Jung Wooyoung (ATEEZ), Choi San & Park Seonghwa Characters: Choi San (ATEEZ), Jung Wooyoung (ATEEZ), Park Seonghwa, Jeong Yunho (ATEEZ) Additional Tags: Vampires, Werewolves, Alternate Universe - Vampire, Alternate Universe - Werewolf, Soulmates, Slow Burn, Friends to Enemies, Enemies to Lovers, Protectiveness, Not Actually Unrequited Love, Lying About Your Feelings To Protect Someone Else, Familial Abuse, War, Injury, Love Sick San, Jung Wooyoung Being an Idiot (ATEEZ), Choi San Being an Idiot (ATEEZ), Minor Kim Hongjoong/Park Seonghwa Summary:

“We’ll unless you’re thinking of asking one of the dead bodies around you for help, it looks like I’m the only other person still out here.” San is just kneeling next to Wooyoung. Like Wooyoung was a king and San was just his humble servant.

“Bloodsucking bitch.” Wooyoung mumbles.

San can feel his lips push out in a pout he didn’t give them permission to make. “That’s not a very nice thing to say to the person who’s helping you.”

Wooyoung scoffs at him. “No one asked you to help me.”

nEW FIC WEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE

#woosan #ateez fanfic #ateez #jung wooyoung #choi san #wooyoung #san #read it #tell me if you like it lol #I don't often not write x reader but this idea wouldn't leave me alone so here you go lol #froggy writes #can you guys help me figure out some better tags to put on my writings?#kpop fanfic

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streaminn · 9 months

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Yoko's not really sure whats going on right now but she's honestly so bored that she doesn't even care. In front of her there's some kind of commotion going on between two Furs. One looks a bit older, he holds himself with the level of confidence that gives away the fact that he's somewhere higher up in the pack hierarchy. He must be a senior. The other looks like she's probably close to her own age range. A newbie to the Academy.

Now typically Yoko left Furs to deal with Furs. Historically speaking, Fangs and Furs didn't always see eye to eye. While that particular hatchet supposedly got buried centuries ago; many of the older generations from both races hadn't quite let go of the grudge. More times than not the "beliefs" would continue getting passed down. All that to say that Yoko really was not inclined to interrupt whatever pack bonding activity was going on over there.

"It wasn't on purpose Marr-" the girl started before getting cut off.

"It doesn't matter Enid. It's the fact that it happened at all." the older boy says.

They're speaking loud enough that she can hear them clearly. She doesn't mean to eavesdrop but given her sensitive hearing and the fact that Furs in general tended to be a rowdy and rambunctious bunch, well... can't help what you can't help.

"I didn't know Marric." the girl, Enid, says.

"Of course you didn't." Marric scoffs.

"What is that supposed to mean?" Enid asks and Yoko can hear the anger building in her voice.

"You know exactly what it means. Of course some half wolf wouldn't know not to speak over a pack leader. You couldn't even tell could you? You can barely smell better than a normie." Marric mocks.

Fun Fact: Yoko hates bullies.

Before even fully realizing it, her feet are carrying her in the direction of the commotion. Oh I sure hope I know what I'm doing. By the time Yoko reaches the group she can see that the younger of the two is on the verge of tears.

She knows that before she even got close, the Furs in the group could tell she was heading towards them. Now that she's this close she can read the tension in a lot of their stances. If she doesn't play this right, Yoko knows this could very well trigger another feud between the species on campus.

Here goes nothing.

"Hey, are you Enid?" she asks, doing her best to appear genuine.

The girl in question sniffles before answering, "Yeah, who're you?"

The older boy tries to cut in but Yoko just speaks over him "I'm Yoko, the Headmistress asked me to be your guide around Nevermore the first couple weeks. You ready to go?"

At the mention of Weems, all the Furs in the group start getting fidgety. It was well known that Weems ran a tight ship and had a zero tolerance policy both when it came to bullying and discrimination, even within a species. As long as they're enrolled at Nevermore, no one is allowed to be treated different based on any status of any kind.

Yoko didn't have to say it for it to be understood: if the headmistress caught wind of what just happened, the entire group would be in boiling hot water.

Quickly the group disperses until its just the vampire and this Enid girl left standing there. The two just look at each other for a moment before Enid breaks into giggles. Yoko didn't realize how tense she'd been until she felt the relief hit her system.

"Sooo..." the blonde starts "are you actually my tour guide?"

Yoko shrugs. In for a penny, in for a pound. "Yeah, sure why not." With that, Yoko simply turns around and starts making her way to the quad with Enid skipping alongside her.

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Yoko is about to start chewing through drywall.

How in the hell can her bestie from another nestie be this oblivious? This dense? This cannot be real. Yoko feels like she's witnessing the world's slowest, most horrific car crash in slow motion.

For the past week, Yoko has watched as Enid has been borderline waited on hand and foot by her roommate. If the vampire hadn't seen it with her own two eyes she would have thought she'd dreamt up the short ass goth hand feeding Enid food in the courtyard. But no, the shared looks of disbelief between herself, Divina, and Bianca are a testament to the fact that this is, in fact, real life.

What the actual fuck?

Like don't get her wrong, Yoko wants Enid to have it all. She wants her girl to be swept off her feet and given the whole world. She just was not expecting the fuckin Demon of Nevermore, herself, to take it upon herself to fulfill that role.

(Although in hindsight, maybe there were hints that Yoko just wasn't picking up on. That hug after the Crackstone Incident was definitely charged. She just took it as the goth finally letting her walls down. But maybe it was that and more. Huh.)

Either way, Yoko simply cannot believe that Enid is not picking up on any of this. And she genuinely is not. Yoko has flat out told her that she is being courted by her roommate and all she got was a "Yokes, c'mon. She's just learning how to be more open with her feelings."

"Yes! Her feelings! Of Love! For you!"

Enid just shrugs her off. It's driving Yoko insane. The way she sees it, either Enid is just straight as straight can be or she is so deep in denial that it's an ocean instead of a river. At this point, the vampire is rooting for Wednesday. She hopes that little freak woos her bestie so good that it makes every girl on campus seethe with jealousy.

In the meantime, Yoko is gonna do her part to try to at least open Enid up to the idea that her and Wednesday could be more. Maybe she just needed to take baby steps instead of just going all in. She thinks maybe some brainstorming with Div will help. She sends out a text for the siren to meet her in her dorm after classes are finished. She gets a thumbs up emoji as she heads to her next class.

Okay, she thinks, just focus on schoolwork and then hopefully Div's got some better ideas for how to make this work.

Once Yoko has wrapped up her final class for the day, she beelines for her dorm. She's in there for only a few minutes before Divina enters and greets her with a kiss on the cheek. The two settle on her bed before she broaches the topic at hand.

"Soo, I know we both witnessed whatever the fuck that was at lunch today..." Yoko starts.

Divina snorts, "Yeah, it was cute and really sweet on Wednesday's part but also super out of character."

"Yes, yes... but like... she's definitely trying to court Enid, right? Like I'm not losing my mind here?" Yoko presses.

Divina shakes her head, "Yeah, no, Enid is for sure being courted right now. It just seems like she isn't catching on yet."

At that Yoko clambers out of the bed and starts pacing. "That's the thing, Div, I don't think she's catching on at all. I think Enid honest to god, does not believe for a single second that she could ever be courted by Addams. I try bringing the topic up and she just brushes it off. It's like she can't even wrap her head around the possibility of it being a possibility."

From her spot on the bed, Divina only tilts her head. Yoko understands the silent question.

"I know Enid's got stuff going on with her family. It's not really my place to share any of it but I know you caught the stuff that went down at Family Day. I think maybe Enid doesn't think she can let herself have this. I mean, Div she shifted for Addams. Saved her life. Fought a fuck ugly Hyde to do it. That's pretty intense for a friendship." she explains before sighing and running a hand through her hair. "That's not to say she wouldn't though. If anyone would do all that for the sake of a friendship it'd be Enid. Pup is loyal like that."

Divina hums and stands from her place in bed and crosses over to where Yoko is. The siren stops the vampire before she starts pulling hair out. Yoko leans her face into the palm resting against her cheek and sighs again. Divina presses their foreheads together before speaking.

"I know you're worried about her and that you genuinely want whats best for Enid but, Yoko, I think we'll just have to let this one play out a bit more." At that Yoko pulls her head back enough to look at her girlfriend. Divina continues before Yoko can jump in. "If you try to push her too hard, she might get scared or even upset and pull away completely. That would ruin any chance Wednesday has and we wouldn't want that would we?"

Yoko groans and throws her head back. She can hear Divina huff a laugh at her theatrics and the vampire can't help the smile that creeps onto her face. Yoko brings her head back to lean against her girlfriend and she allows herself a few minutes to sulk.

"I just want her to be happy."

"I know and I'm sure she knows, too."

"God, I hope so."

"Well I know so, and I know she'll come to you to talk through things at some point which is why we just have to let everything run its course."

"...Fuckin Addams of all people, couldn't be someone less prone towards actual torture?"

Divina just snorts in reply.

Been getting a little burned out on writing but I'm trying to write a little everyday just so I keep the habit going. Feels like words are difficult lately though, so not super happy with how this turned out

Hope the ear starts feeling better soon Stream

Hey frog no worries!! It came out great, I can really see that yoko is worried about Enid

And damn Enid... She's so dense I had to search an example of it to prove my point

But heyy, atleast she's getting that princess treatment right! Right,, totally not gonna end badly or anything aha.... 😢

(remembers how Enid dates someone else and Wednesday holes up in her house)

#Wenclair #Froggy #Writing

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