#idk when my second read will even be but we’ll see I guess

[minimoefoe]

thoughts while/after reading a court of thorns and roses for the first time

what I knew going in

enemies to lovers maybe?

she gets with tamlin I think

girl kills a wolf and gets taken away

faerie porn

some of these things I noted down in the form of a twt thread as I was reading and some of it is just off the top of my head the morning after finishing the book. for the next book i think imma make more notes in my phone of my thoughts as I read but we’ll see, I usually forget or cba bc I’m too interested in what’s happening lmao

I was worried about it being in first person bc that isn’t my usual vibe but i kinda didn’t end up giving a fuck which is great for me

for a minute every time feyre’s name was mentioned I took a second to pronounce it properly in my head which is kinda embarrassing

I was kinda bracing myself to have to read a ton of smut but there wasn’t much in it which I’m happy about. I fear there will be more in later books tho and like, that is not my fave like smut is just so cringe to me most of the time but it was defo better written than like 85% of the fanfic smut I’ve read in my life tho so at least there’s that. and I can deal with some smut for a good story

when feyre got taken and was seemingly living in a massive house with two hot guys i was like oh i feel like I know where this is going (and braced for the book to become smut central) but that didn’t happen lmao

by chapter 6 I was like lucien > tamlin and i felt that way for the entire book. lucien is like kinda sarcastic and twatty which I loved and it made sense bc he obviously didn’t like feyre and just had to put up with her but even later in the book when all the info is out there he’s still just cooler somehow idk. tamlin is nice enough but he’s kinda boring to me

at one point tamlin said to feyre ‘do you have some sort of problem with me’ and i was like bro 😭 what a wild question to ask a girl you’ve just stolen from her home and forced to live with you are you dumb

tamlin (i think) also said ‘you can’t write yet you learned how to hunt- how?’ and i was like um what is the correlation you don’t need to write to learn how to hunt is this man stupid

I kept forgetting they were wearing masks so the first couple times it was randomly mentioned it was a bit of a jumpscare and made me laugh

the word ‘mate/mating’ was also a jumpscare the first couple of times

I sooo knew that thing was gonna be some weird sex festival and also the idea of two ppl shagging literally causing magic to ‘ripple outward’ to the point that ppl probably a decent distance away can feel it happen and know what caused it is so funny 😭 like how am I supposed to take that seriously

somewhere in there i was becoming desperate to look through the acotar tag or just do Something to quench my need to consume more to do with this series so i started looking up acotar reading threads on twitter in the hopes I wouldn’t get spoiled bc i just wouldn’t read the threads past where I was in the book but I ended up coming across two separate posts (that I don’t even really remember the details of) that seemed to like rhysand and where I was in the book he’d literally just shown up to the house and they called him a whore and stuff so I was like hm interesting that ppl like him bc he seems like a twat. made me intrigued for sure but also was sad to be mildly spoiled bc it just made me start anticipating some rhys redemption or just some kind of focus that I tbh hadn’t even considered at that point

but anyways rhysand > lucien > tamlin

I liked nestas little redemption. I’m glad we didn’t spend too long back with the family tho

the second there was a mention of a curse I was like uh oh I feel like her not saying I love you back to tamlin has caused some kind of problem. me when I’m a genius / me when this book is predictable. either way I liked it, it’s giving beauty and the beast

my initial guesses for the riddle after reading it twice were - love, a heart or god

the tasks were giving goblet of fire for a minute there

rhysand mentioned he could turn into a bird and five seconds later I realised the second book has a bird on the cover so I’m hoping I’ve connect some dots there bc I’m very interested to know more about him fr

why do I have like a mild want/hope that feyre is gonna leave tamlin for rhysand like… that’s kinda the dream. it might be to do with when I searched and saw mild spoilers bc there was art of a guy and a girl that I looked at for half a second and thinking about it now I’m like was that rhysand and feyre in the first book? was it them later down the line? was it rhysand and someone else? idfk. rhys defo has like mild unsettling vibes so idk if that’s a thing that could happen but maybe now that everyone is free he’ll start being less gross

I was worried the whole book was gonna be them at the mansion so feyre going home for a bit and then the back end of the book being set somewhere completely different was pretty cool, I think I liked the last section of the book more than the first, likely bc of rhys, the lucien pop ins and the fact tamlin had to keep his distance 😭 that sounds mean I swear i do like him and them as a duo I just find the others more interesting

every mention of things like claws coming out of knuckles or whatever is baffling to me, I cannot picture it in my mind at all it

feyre becoming one of them is pretty cool

rhysand is SO interesting like omg tell me your secrets. when he first started helping feyre I was like hm maybe he’s like not happy to be amarantha’s whore and he’s gonna be in their side and that’s kinda what happened but also he’s not like fully a nice guy idk UGH please let book two be focused on him a lot I need it so bad

I honestly just had a fun time reading this and spare for all these names and lore that I still defo do not have a full grasp on it was just an easy read idk, I enjoyed it. at points I was like oh this feels very fanfic-y which for me could be a good thing or could be a bad thing but this kind toed the line and I was like idk I mean it in a good way or a bad way. in the end imma say a good way bc I did give it 4.5 stars so 😭

uodate: been a few hours and I've watched cari can read's vid going through this book bc idk I felt like it and also wanted to make sure I understood everything and I have a couple more notes

I forgot about that ending rhysand moment like.. what's going on there

I didn't really even bat an eye at how rhysand was drugging feyre every night basically like obviously I'm not dumb, it was fucked up, but it apparently being a big subject among fans didn't even cross my mind as being a thing. like, the yeah the way feyre rationalises it as 'well at least time is moving quickly and I'm not remembering what I'm doing' and rhysand I guess also is like 'hopefully tamlin will be greatful that 1. I haven't touched her really and 2. I'm helping her forget and get through it is' messed up but like, that's *their* povs, I don't think the book is tryna say that's actually a good situation or a correct/healthy way to look at things. idk why it's drama worthy. maybe it's worded questionably in the book idr. I'll pay attention if/when I reread I guess

speaking of bat(ting eyes)... rhysand isn't a bird he's a bat? 😭 so the cover of the next book defo isn't him rip my dreams. I assume he'll be around tho like, he'll have to be

I could've sworn that rhys said the paint wouldn't get messed up from him touching her which would make a couple of moments not make any sense but maybe I'm just dumb and misremembered

I actually LOVE how a lot of this book is just pure vibes like feyre's time at the mansion or whatever where most of the time nothing too crazy was happening spare for the odd moment is my kinda vibe. and then even in the back half of the book when all this shit is going on there still a lot of sitting around in her cell and her chatting (mainly with rhys) idk, I like it a lot

#acotar #a court of thorns and roses #reading thoughts #- new tag for these kinds of posts who cheered #I think my plan now that I’m in my reading era fr #is that when I first read a book I’m gonna note down thoughts and make a post like this #and then if it ends up being a book/series that I love and I decide I want to read it again and annotate it #I will use my posts as a guide when I’m reading through to note down things I noticed on my first read #as well as obviously annotating whatever new stuff I notice/decide I wanna keep track off #bc I realised going into this book that I just didn’t really know how to annotate it when I didn’t know what I was expecting #and I didn’t wanna waste time and tabs on a book I wasn’t sure if I was gonna want to go back and read again #idk #if that makes sense or if anyone cares but anyways #that’s my plan #first read - make notes #second etc read - tabs and annotating and adding in my thoughts from my first read #idk when my second read will even be but we’ll see I guess #I haven’t actually done any annotating for any book yet #I have some series that I love and want to reread so they’ll probably be the first books I try and annotate fr #but for now I’ve got this series to finish #and idk what imma read next #I wanna annotate the raven cycle tho fr #and maybe Harry potte #and also morganville vampires but I just finished that reread so that’s gonna wait a bit #this series has annotation reread potential For Sure depending on how these next books go

[thenewrises]

have more sleep deprived rambles about a vn (MDNI 18+)

so, with exploring dark romance vns i have been going through itch.io and discovered The Kid at The Back! i have so far enjoyed the plot and am excited to see where things will go, i adore the art style and of course… i am an emo lover. so! the author of the vn does not plan on spoiling anything as to keep us guessing on the lore but i thought i can at least compile everything we know so far in one place where i can update!

the author has also said they are not confirming theories or anything, so this is all food for thought rather than searching for confirmation. i just enjoy compiling info and sharing it so others who may enjoy lore can have something to read off from :)

tw: mentions of abuse, bullying, and violence

day 1 info

1. sol does not like hands on his neck. most likely something to do with his past or something, possibly an altercation with family since it seems he does not like “talking about his past” or his family

2. some sort of event in the past where sol met the mc. i think it was from childhood but i could not say the exact timing. but whatever it was, it made sol so dedicated to the mc that he literally thinks they are soulmates. some guesses: maybe we saved him from a bully in the past? maybe we stood up for him when no one else did? we shall find out!

3. sol always wears a necklace with a key on it, i’ve been wracking my brain to figure out where the key could go to. some guesses: our apartment, a box of something (maybe we gave him something he keeps locked up), a secret room where he keeps our things or something dedicated to us (since we know he does take stuff from us as momentos… like ok sol)

4. sol seems to come from a very well-off family to the point of bullying. he also probably get bullied for his style, but i think it also has to maybe do with family reputation. maybe the family is well-known in some area of the upper class/1%, or maybe the family is infamous for not great things/investments. we’ll learn as we go, but i can at least say with confidence that man has money

5. he does not like bruising on his face, becomes extremely insecure about it and even possibly humiliated. sad to say, i believe he may have experienced possible intense abuse from his family along with bullying. he has low self confidence or low sense of self, i think he thrives on being reassured. he is easily jealous and possessive (which is also a yandere trend) but i think it has to do with years of being overlooked, hurt, and ridiculed

conclusion and other sillies:

i think as days get released, i’ll add onto this or confirm anything we learn. i do believe crowe is the second love interest, which makes the most sense. i think crowe may have some unfinished conflict with sol or his family, but that’s more just a possibility i think about. crowe seems normal but idk… i also have some suspicions but what do i know!

i look forward to day 2/3 release, but remember to be patient! the author i’m sure is working hard, so let’s all patiently wait together and enjoy any side content we receive as we wait.

also fun side note, sol and i have some of the same piercings which was so funny to me (one of his ears has a double helix and three ear lobe piercings… like me…. goofy)

#sol: #me: so u got inspired by jungkook’s double helix too? #anyways fun game!!! ready for more lore drops later on #katb_vn #tkatb_vn #solivan brugmansia #sol brugmansia #the kid at the back #the kid at the back vn

[kuijoon]

LEAK WARNING/SPOILER FOR HANABI STORY QUEST

Ok so after getting to read the english tranlation of the story on reddit, here are my assumptions/thoughts of sampos role (note: i didnt read everything through properly since its a pain on phone maybe I’ll come back later):

Ok so basically Sampo helped blackswan with the whole murder case bc he made a deal with Hanabi. if he plays the assistant for blackswan, he gets his mask back. we do not know why he wants it back- maybe it gives him some sort of powers?? is it just a metaphorical kinda thing for him stepping on stage??? idk.

“But, Sampo... why did you suddenly remember to get the mask back after such a long time? This doesn't look like the you I know...”

“Let me guess - the Jarilo-VI catastrophe is coming, right?”

“Occasionally, I, old Sampo, also want to go on stage and make a fool of myself.”

This is sooo weird. First of all Jarilo catastrophe??!!! sigh let them rest for once. Second of all, we always see sampo putting up a show and shit, so for him to go get his special mask in order to prepare for the ‘catastrophe’… it really makes me feel like we’re going back to Belobog later and Sampo will play a major part in the story. It also gives me the vibes of him adopting a sort of more prominent role because he mentions going on stage. Like this is all you do. You’re always on stage. For him to consider this its own special thing HAS to mean something right.

Oh and it makes me feel like he’s kind of returning to his ‘old ways’ (whatever they may be). Not only because the getting his mask back after so long, but also because of the colorful past thing, maybe implying that he took on a background role over time and used to play larger roles in his ‘plays’.

Also this isn’t important but he tells Hanabi to stay away from Belobog and say hi to Giovanni??? I love him 😭

TLDR;

Sampo went to Jarilo-VI in order to prepare the people there for an incoming catastrophe and is now getting himself ready for it. This likely means we’re going back to Belobog and help sampo with stopping the disaster. also his mask probably has some special power

Edit: since this is a memory bubble it could’ve happened before we arrived on Belobog, meaning sampo isn’t retuning to Belobog. makes sense tbh but I low-key fear this means we’ll get his whole reveal in penacony. that would be messed up tbh

Edit 2: however it also says it’s a fresh memory AND mentions an ‘incoming’ catastrophe when the eternal freeze happened like 800 years ago. It could’ve hinted to our arrival, but I doubt that would be referred to as a catastrophe. Also why do sampo and Hanabi know about some catastrophe that hasn’t even happened yet? Is that just like common knowledge???

#be real was that too long for a tdlr #nah it’s fine #hsr #honkai star rail #sampo koski #hsr leaks #hsr black swan #hsr hanabi #hsr sparkle

[sugarbunniis]

ok so embarrassing story time from one of my drs-

(〜￣▽￣)〜

get ready luvs

(cw- SPIDERS, showering (???))

um so this is in my singer dr where i’m dating one of my many celebrity crushes, and for the sake of his anonymity (lol i’m already getting exposed enough in this post.), we’ll call him T.

so it was a nice wednesday morning, and i was getting ready to go to a photoshoot with vanity fair, i had an hour to get ready may i add. T was doing whatever the hell he was doing in the bathroom as i was in the fancy ass shower, him just casually leaning against the counter. (idk dude attached to me. like i totally didn’t script that jkjk) no but actually he was reading me some dumbass news article that was goofy af.

all of a sudden while i was shampooing my hair making it all bubbly and such, i moved my hand in the wrong direction ig and i got the mfking shampoo in my eye.

ofc, experiencing that kind of crippling pain, i shriek, or i guess more of a yelp, and T who was just laughing at some stupid article a second ago, was in full on protective bf mode ready to fight whatever just attacked me in the shower.

“OH MY GOD. (insert my irl name), BABY, ARE YOU OKAY?!” T yells, deciding wether or not it was appropriate to open the ALREADY SEE THROUGH GLASS SHOWER DOOR. (EVEN THO MFKER HAS SEEN ME NAKED TOO MANY TIMES [who said that..?])

“yep. yep. fine, sorry just got shampoo in my eye.” i take a sec to come up with something funny to say, “at least it’ll be clean now after all the shit i’ve witnessed.”

he laughs cause i’m just funny like that. “ok, i was worried there was a spider and i was gonna have to come in there to kill it.”

“i mean-there’s no spider but you can still come in if you want to.”

✧

so yeah. if you were curious, yes embarrassing stuff like getting shampoo in your eye when your boyfriend is reading you an article about some dumb shit happens in your dr.

anyway after this i knew T was a keeper after offering to sacrifice his life over spiders for me. 🙏🧎‍♀️

xx, sugarbunniis ❥

p.s- lemme know if u like little stories from my drs like this! it may be worth the embarrassment if it brings you all some motivation and happy feels. ❤︎︎❤︎︎

#reality shifting #shifting #spirituality #shifting journey #shifting realities #shifting stories #shiftblr

[coloursflyaway]

That's so sweet of you to even reply! Um now that you've put me on the spot 😂..honestly I'm a bit clueless 😅. I'm not very imaginative. I just really enjoy reading zowens and so far the few I've read from a couple of you guys have been reallyy good reads!

All I know is that may be something where it's mutual pining and Sami's lost all hope but it's actually not unrequited?? May be a bit of possessive Kevin thrown in? Idk 😭 is what I just said even classified as a prompt??

PS. I know you said you haven't watched wrestling in a while but did you happen to catch the zowens moments at wrestlemania at all! ? 😍😁

Hi!!

So, first of all, great prompt, fits them fantastic, loved it. I just ended up overdoing it by a little, I think, so now it's not really a prompt fill anymore, but a whole fic 😂 really didn't expect that because writing has been Hard lately, so thank you for that!!

Here's the AO3 link, but I'll include the text here too.

PS. I have mainly seen the gifsets of them, but they are!!! so!!!! I love them ♥

There is a brand-new, shining belt in his hands and Sami is aware that this should be the happiest moment in his life. It isn’t. He looks down at the silver plates, the leather strap, heavy and solid and everything he worked for, and he’s happy, of course, but in the back of his mind, he knows that it doesn’t compare to - Well. No matter. Some things you cannot have; Sami has learnt that years and years ago.

Kevin’s face is shining with joy about the match he won and the beers he has had to celebrate it, and Sami’s heart aches at the sight, fierce and wild and beautiful. “The next time”, Kevin mutters into the too-short distance between them, and when Kevin takes another deep swig of his drink, Sami knows that he will have forgotten the words the next morning, “the next time, we’ll tag and we will take all of them out. Jus’ you and me, we’ll fuck them up and send them back crying to their mothers. An’ then we’ll do it again, and again, and again, until we’ll get a shot a’ the titles and then we’ll take ‘em too. An’ we’ll be unstoppable.”

He’s beaming and leaning in and Sami feels himself swaying closer, cannot stop himself. Kevin is magnetic, always has been, and Sami sometimes wonders how long he’ll be able to stop himself from giving in to his pull.

There is a knock on the door of his dressing room, which finally pulls him out of his reverie. Sami takes a moment to compose himself before he answers, wiping silly fantasies from his mind that he has known to be useless for most of his life now like he would wipe tears from his eyes. He’s used to both, after all. “Come in!”

The door swings open, and he shouldn’t, but Sami knows who is behind it before he sees Kevin standing there. “Shouldn’t you be celebrating?”, Kevin asks instead of a greeting, stepping into the room like he owns it. In some way, Sami guesses, he does. “What makes you think that’s not what I am doing?”, he asks back, getting up, because knowing Kevin, he’ll be pulled into a hug within the next thirty seconds. Knowing himself, he won’t ever be able to turn down a chance to be close to Kevin.

His words draw a laugh from Kevin’s lips that Sami treasures, and just like Sami knew he would, Kevin wraps his arms around him the second Sami has stood up. The edges of his belt presses into his stomach painfully, but that is a small price to pay for the comfort of Kevin’s thick, warm arms around him, the faint tickle of Kevin’s beard against Sami’s neck.

“To start with”, Kevin begins to answer while still pressed against Sami, only slowly pulling back, “because you are in here and not out there, where you should be. Also, because I have known you for more than half my life and this isn’t your celebratory face.”

“Sounds good”, he replies easily, then adds, “only that we’ll have to wait a bit longer with doing that, I’m booked to tag with Quicksilver the next show. But after that…” He doesn’t expect more than a scoff – Kevin isn’t that fond of Quicksilver, but then again, he isn’t fond of a lot of people – but instead, Kevin’s face darkens, his brows furrowing and his eyes suddenly glistening in the dim light of the bar. It’s a look Sami half-recognises from the ring, because the intensity is almost the same, but there is something else mixed into it. Something dark, something dangerous, something alluring.

He’s right, of course he is, but Sami still tries for a few moments to come up with an excuse, before he finally nods. It wouldn’t make a difference, saying anything else, when Kevin knows him so well. “It’s nothing”, he adds, because he can see Kevin starting to worry within half a second. “Just a bit of nostalgia. Reminiscing about the old days, you know the drill.” “How old?”, Kevin asks and, thank God, the smile is back in his voice and his eyes and Sami wants to luxuriate in it, wants to stay here forever. In any moment with Kevin, really.

“Ring of Honor old”, he replies with a wry smile, because it almost feels like a confession; to be here, at the pinnacle of his career, and thinking about being young and dumb and so, so hopeful. Again, it makes Kevin laugh, makes him clasp a hand on the side of Sami’s shoulder; a point of contact that is so warm it would be enough to sustain him through a winter. “That is old.” “I know.” “Anything special? Or just the general beauty of horrible hotels, being sixty percent bruises and having to put me in bed after I drank my weight in shitty lager?”

There is something about old wounds, the way their pain becomes familiar, almost an old friend. Sami’s lips tingle, remembering, his heart aches, dull and yet fierce, but he smiles nonetheless, too used to the pain for it to feel disruptive.

“All of the above, I’d say.”

“Quicksilver?”, Kevin repeats, and even his voice is different, rough and full of something that Sami doesn’t understand, yet desperately wants to. “Yes. You know, silver and blue mask, used to hang around with Scorpio Sky?” “I know who he is”, Kevin replies, but his voice hasn’t changed. Maybe Sami missed a fight between them in the past? “Why are you tagging with him?”

Sami self-consciously pushes a hand through his hair; it’s becoming too long again. “Well, he asked and I didn’t see anything wrong with giving it a shot. He seems like a-” “You shouldn’t tag with anyone but me”, Kevin interrupts him, and suddenly Sami does recognise what is dripping from every word he speaks: hunger. “Fuck Quicksilver. Fuck all of them. They don’t have what we have. They never will.”

“Doesn’t sound very celebratory”, Kevin states, but there is humour in his voice. “How about tomorrow, after I win the United States Championship, we’ll do it properly? I don’t think I’ll be able to give you the customary three dozen bruises until then, but if you really miss it so much, I am sure we can find some terrible highway motel we can crash in. And as long as it’s better beer, I don’t mind drinking too much of it.”

It’s a joke, of course it is, and a sweet half-serious offer to relive a bit of a time Sami misses dearly on occasion, and yet it’s suddenly too much. Because he has a title in his hands, because out there, there are thousands who cheered for him, and yet, it isn’t the happiest moment in his life, not by far.

The familiar ache in his chest breaks open like the earth cracking in half to spew fire, and Sami knows that he cannot keep the pain from his face even before Kevin reacts. But react he does, worry suddenly clouding his gaze, the hand he still has on Sami’s shoulder gripping harder.

“Sami?”, he asks, and his voice is too much, his gaze, his concern, his friendship that has never been all Sami wanted. “Are you alright? Should I get a doctor?”

“I’m okay”, Sami manages to force out, but he doesn’t sound it, not even to himself. “Just. Don’t say that, Kevin. Not with the… the shitty hotels and the drinking.” It takes a moment to get a reaction, which Sami understands; he isn’t making sense, after all. But then, all of a sudden, Kevin’s expression crumples, his shoulders drop like a burden, half-forgotten, has been forced upon them once more.

“I’m sorry”, he mutters, fingers tightening reflexively around Sami’s shoulder before they fall away. “I never… the last time, when I got so drunk you had to take me to my room, you never told me what happened, even if I have an inkling… I don’t think I ever had the guts to say it, but I’m sorry. For whatever it is I did.”

“Kevin”, he breathes out, unsure, because surely this cannot be happening. Sami has been aware of his own feelings for years, but there is no way they could be requited. And yet, there is a glint in Kevin’s eyes that looks like yearning; and yet, Sami’s heart picks up its pace, spelling out in morse code: pleasepleasepleaseplease.

A moment of silence stretches between them, thick and viscous, then Kevin knocks back the rest of his beer, before crushing the can and dropping it on the floor. “Fuck it”, he mutters, and Sami wants to ask what he means, but before he can get the words out, Kevin reaches out, one hand on Sami’s hip, one on the side of his neck, and pulls him in. He tastes of gas station beer and stale chips and almost ten years of quiet, desperate, hopeless longing, and even before he manages to kiss back, Sami knows that this is the happiest he ever will be.

“What?”

Kevin isn’t looking at him anymore, but there is so much pain written in clear, horrible letters across his face that it washes away the ache in Sami’s chest; how could it matter, when Kevin is hurting right in front of him?

A wry laugh escapes Kevin’s lips, which might be the worst sound Sami has ever heard, but then he speaks, still not looking at Sami, and makes it worse. “I’m sure you remember it as well as I do, that one night when we were still in ROH. Before you started tagging with Quicksilver. When Chuck, I think, got all that horrible beer from the gas station around the corner and I just didn’t know when to stop. I never had the guts to ask what happened either, but you were so different afterwards, didn’t want to be touched, to be alone with me… and the scribbling on my arm… tell me if I’m wrong, but after some time I figured that I probably, you know. Kissed you. Which I shouldn’t have, of course. Against your will. So, don’t worry, I won’t do that again. Ever.”

“Did you sleep well?”, Sami asks the next morning when Kevin opens the door of his hotel room, looking dishevelled and hungover and utterly beautiful. For once, they had splurged on two hotel rooms instead of sharing one, and while Sami wishes he could have woken up next to Kevin, maybe even wrapped up in his arms, this, too, is wonderful.

He hands Kevin one of the coffees he picked up at a nearby café, idly wondering if this could become his thing now, treating his… his Kevin to coffee in the morning. After all, he usually is up far earlier than the other.

“Ugh”, Kevin replies, taking a gulp of coffee before even trying to form words, and it might be the most enchanting sound Sami has ever heard. “Think so. Can’t remember much. About sleeping or last night. Did you get into a fight, by the way?”

“What? No, no fights”, Sami replies distractedly, wondering if that means Kevin doesn’t remember their kiss, wondering if that means they will get to have two first kisses. Almost smiles at how much he will get to tease Kevin about it if he really has forgotten. All but plans to start the story of how they got together with this from now on: you know, I was in love with Kevin for almost a decade and he kisses me and then immediately forgets about it! Can you believe that?

“You sure?”, Kevin asks again between sips of coffee. “I know my handwriting is awful and drunk it’s even worse, and the letters are really smudged, but I wrote Don’t fuck with Sami on my arm last night.”

It takes a moment to sink in through the layers of happiness and imagined mornings and afternoons and evenings together, but eventually, Sami learns what it feels like to have the world end while not making a sound.

Sami recognises the pain on Kevin’s face; it’s the twin of his own, the one that has been with him for so long that it has found its permanent home at the bottom of his heart, with him in every moment he spends with Kevin, every one they are apart. It’s old and it’s weary and it’s familiar, and Sami should hate it, but.

But if his heart houses the other half of it, then that has to mean something.

And then Kevin says kissed, and for a moment, Sami thinks that he remembers, before realising that, no, he doesn’t, and somehow that is worse.

“You did”, he answers, and finally, Kevin looks at him again. His eyes are wide and terrified and still beautiful, and Sami hasn’t allowed himself to think it for a decade at least, but he loves him so much it is tearing him apart. “You kissed me that night. And then you didn’t remember it the next day, only had that writing on your arm and I thought you were trying to warn yourself not to do it again. But. Kevin. I kissed back.”

Kevin stumbles into his room, his lips still tingling with the last kiss Sami pressed onto them before closing the door behind him. Smiling so brightly Kevin thought he would burn up just looking at him, so happily that Kevin wanted to burn. Sami. The name alone is enough to make something within Kevin break open and pour out six or seven or eight years of pure love into the space between his ribs. He can’t explain why he had the courage to kiss Sami tonight, when he had sworn to himself he never would again and again and again, but now, knowing how Sami’s lips feel against his, how his hair feels between his fingers, his body pressed against Kevin’s, he thanks every divine entity he might believe in or not that he did.

Sami.

The alcohol is making his movements sluggish and sloppy, but Kevin manages to find a pen at the bottom of his backpack anyway, stored away for – maybe, hopefully – signing autographs after the show. He didn’t, but not even that matters anymore, because he needs it now for something much more important.

Don’t forget kiss with Sami, he writes on his arm, letters sloping and curling into each other, a smudge across half of it.

Not that he thinks there is much risk of doing so. After all, hadn’t Sami kissing him back been the happiest moment of his life?

There is no answer for several seconds, Kevin just staring at him like he has changed his life and hung the stars and the moon and the sun itself, and Sami is stuck in place until he isn’t anymore. Because the first time, years and years ago, Kevin had been brave enough to take the first step, and afterwards, Sami hadn’t dared to do the same. But maybe now is the time to return the favour.

Trembling, he picks up Kevin’s hands, which are warm and familiar, have caused as much hurt as they have healed, and puts them on his own body: one on his hip, the other on the side of his neck. And he steps closer, until he’s so close he can read the hopeful disbelief in Kevin’s eyes, can feel that the other’s breath has stopped.

“It was just like this”, Sami explains, and Kevin’s gaze drops to his lips, shoots up again as if he has to make sure that Sami wants this. “You didn’t want me to tag with Quicksilver. Or anyone else. You said that they could never have what we have, and you were right, and then you pulled me in and-”

Kevin kisses him.

He tastes like chewing gum and Red Bull and love, and Sami drinks him in until it feels like he is drowning, and even before he manages to kiss back, Sami knows that this, now truly, is the happiest he ever will be

#kevin owens #sami zayn #zowens #kevin steen #el generico #steenerico #wwe #wrestlemania

[evelili]

Okay I’ve been reading more of your magnum opus fic (one chapter. help they keep destroying me emotionally) and I have highlighted a solid THIRTY SEVEN lines from the fic so far so I thought I should write a like. halfway(?) through comment for you so they don’t get too long! I’m really enjoying your characterization of everyone and the pacing is fantastic. The focus on the trials of the main six is amazing and really allows you to build all of their characters individually then together. Like for applejacks chapter it was focused on her but then now with this flashback in pinkie pie’s chapter it gives a lot of context for her and rainbow’s relationship and how they’ve grown which I love!!

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I’m pretty sure this textbook is older than me. A quick peek at the publication page under the cover confirmed her theory. It’s even older than Shining!

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Okay this was the first line I ever highlighted and it’s just because I was so… idk i really love how you show this dynamic between twilight and her family and how they all rely on each other. I’m very curious about twilights nightmare prophecy dream and if we’ll ever see Shining Armor or Cadence again and maybe how they’ll react to the events of the story!

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“Hope I didn’t bother you much.”

Shoot shoot shoot, say something, Sparkle! You’re being weird again! “No, you weren’t bothering me.” Yes! Good! “No one really talks to me, so I guess it was kind of nice.” No!

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This scene was SUPER funny I really like how you’re able to write these quick, witty exchanges that feel like the characters from the show with a more mature feel to it

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Twilight hated being pitied. Being such a pitiful person.

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I really like this line here. You’ve mastered this style of like… having twilight think something then INSTANTLY switching what it means cause with the first sentence I’d imagine it was her disliking others and how they act when they pity her but the second sentence IMMEDIATELY recontextualizes it into her hating HERSELF. It’s brilliant

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It felt like Sunset—strong and steady and warm.

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I really love how you wrote Sunset and Twilight during the first act their friendship feels so easy and so difficult as well just because twilight doesn’t know how to deal with someone new that she hasn’t perfectly learned how to avoid from knowing them since grade school, like she doesn’t know her and it makes all of their interactions feel like they’re trying SO HARD to learn who the other is and it just feels like such a genuinely high school experience I love how you write this

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The ice was back, though not as blatant as before. It hid between Celestia’s words, biting at her consonants and the breaths she took between.

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This description took my breath away. You really have this way with words of describing characteristics and mannerisms in ways that manages to completely blindside me and it just makes reading your story so exhilarating. I never know what’s coming and I adore it for that!

I’m gonna cut this one off here cause it’s already fairly long and I am NOT sending a 5000 word ask on tumblr so I’ll probably send more later but holy shit I need to mention this. The way you end all the chapters of the story by focusing on how twilights outlook on science and magic and friendship is shifting slowly with every experience is amazing and it makes me feel so happy and excited everytime I get to the end of the chapter!!

Also you mentioned a 30k epilogue in my last ask and uh. oh my god. I’m very excited for that!! AND ANOTHER THING. Your art is absolutely STUNNING. I love reading a chapter and then looking at the art. The art for the applejack chapter is so amazing, the composition just blows me away and I love how you choose to do this black and white, almost sort of painting-esque look to all of them. AND I JUST SAW THE ONE FOR FLUTTERSHYS OH MY GOD. Twilights head coming out of its mouth… fluttershy with the stake… AND THE PINKIE PIE ONE? (Sorry I downloaded the fic so none of the images carried over so you’re getting my live “WHAT THE FUCKKKKK” reaction to all of these) THE BALLOONS??? COVERING TWILIGHT?? BECAUSE SHES ASHAMED AND HIDING HER PAIN BEHIND A SMILE? AND DOESNT WANT ANYONE TO FIND OUT?? AND PINKIE PIE WITH A SINGLE BALLOON WITHOUT A SMILE AND HER EYES HIDDEN AUGHHHHHH

Love this!!!

hi yes hello i think ive finally collected myself enough to figure out how to respond to this!! first of all: thank u so much again for ur indepth thoughts!!! like holy shit it rlly makes me so happy to get comments like this u will not believe ldksfjlksdfkff

focusing specifically on the ice line w celestia u highlighted, that's actually one of the ones im most proud of in the entire fic! it was rlly fun to work w some alliteration nd i think the flow/rhythm of it turned out rlly nice, and im glad that you liked it too :D

honestly, to me writing is pretty much the same as drawing, just instead of like colours and shit u gotta think of the shapes of letters and sounds of words and the rhythm of sentences blending together yknow? and if i had any advice to give, instead of "colour picking" like in art, i like to "word pick" or "concept pick" instead, basically take a phrase or idea from a previous sentence / para and reuse it in another context (like another part of the canvas almost). it's a bit of an abstract way to think but it works for my brain so maybe it can work for u too, or anyone else reading this xd

and im so glad u like the art!! i didn't realize that downloading the epub from fimfic removes the art, which i guess means anyone who read c12 + the epilogue in epub rather than on the site missed out on some key stuff dkfjsdlfjdkf not to mention all the chapter cards, oopsie. maybe ill update the authors note or smth if i remember too (she said, like a liar who definitely wont)

actually, i went with the bw style bc a) colour theory sucks but also b) it works well for printing physical copies lol. ik some other ponyfics have done physical runs, so maybe if i ever get time ill learn how to put all that together (and that way ppl definitely dont miss out on the art xd)

i guess to end it off, the point u made abt shining, it was rlly important to me to show his nd twilight's dynamic as smth supportive! im an older sibling (not by much tho), so i tried to write from the perspective of what an imaginary older brother might be like for me. since i imagine shining a lot older than twi (if she's ~17, i imagine he's mid-twenties), maybe he's a bit of an uncle-like figure / trusted adult too, rather than just an older brother. but im not rlly sure! have a doodle regardless, and i hope you enjoy the rest of the story!

#tte #lili talking #my art #mlp fanfic #also a bit of writing advice if u squint lol #twilight sparkle #scitwi #shining armor #mlp shining armor

[feelbokkie]

Okay, I finally came upon some free time today! Love the new theme and pfp! You post so much too! I legit had to go back and fix this message before sending it since you posted LR14 while I was typing this lmao.

I'm glad Changbin and Hyunjin officially ended the bet in and are just genuinely spending time with Y/n (but I still believe they're way too late with that...like, it's still gonna blow up in their faces I'm afraid) and that Cerberus is getting signed! The second bet boys need to stop though!!! 😩 Seungmin is the main menace in there but I'm so disappointed with Minho being cool continuing the second bet even AFTER he saw Y/n struggling emotionally??? (Also Jisung has to get himself together, he seems to be struggling himself from his tweets lmao)

Also, how is LR going to end in a WEEK!?! I'm so excited/anxious about how it's all gonna go down 😣 Still holding out for Felix physically fighting people 😤

"Please Don't Care About Me It's Okay" was also so good! I also really hate crying in front of other people. It's why I think I'm so awkward comforting people who are crying since I assume they also don't want to be seen crying, but I also can't leave someone alone if they're crying unless they ask me to (but they always ask me to stay 😭)

-👻✌️

P.S.

Your SKZ shelf looks great! You'll eventually need a second shelf though since they release so much music! I'm jealous since I'm a relatively baby Stay so I'm working backwards to get the older albums 😔

I'm trying to rest more (I'm actually using my comp hours to leave work early today 👍) but I'm in one of the worst states for air quality because of the wildfires rn so my asthma is acting up 🫠 I'm hoping it doesn't look like the apocalypse again this afternoon like yesterday. The sky was so hazy and orange and everything smelled like smoke, but the superintendent refused to cancel school 🙃

I tried to answer this during my break but I was taking too long, but I’m home now!

Thank you! I feel like a change and here we are! And yeah, i’ve been posting like crazy but I think it’s mostly rambles and LR. I inly uploaded early so I could read comments while on break at work lol. I also gave up writing for 3 years before starting Feelbokkie so I think the reason why I’m posting so much is because I repressed my creativity for so long and unfortunately it everyone else’s problem now😅

Seungmin is an absolute menace with the bet I think he just wants to watch the world burn. And as far as I know, I say as if I didn’t write the damn thing, Min doesn’t know that the reason why Y/n shut down is because of the bet. Felix doesn’t even know that because he’s choosing to trust Hyun and Bin when they said there’s no bet going on. Hyunjin vaguely knows it’s because of the bet. He knows that she spiraled because she felt bad for sleeping with both him and Bin but he never put 2 and 2 together. As far as Min knows, she was just sad. But if he realized that it was because of how Hyun and Bin were messing with her, he would have shut that shit down immediately. As for Ji, idk what his problem is. He’s just taking over as leader for baboracha I guess.

And yeah, last night I did the math and if I post a chapter a day it should end by Wednesday. I’m going go try to finish it up today and schedule the posts but we’ll see. Just try to mentally prepare for the last 6 chapters.

I hate crying period, let alone in front of other people. It’s so bad that when my oldest brother died this past December I don’t think I cried. I was like Y/nnine in chapter 12 basically, just worse off, until something totally unrelated happened the week before I posted my first post on here and lost it. I cried in front of my mom and nieces and nephews. It wasn’t pretty. I’m so bad at comforting ppl too (which is shy I don’t write as much fluff I think)

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Thank you! I have 5 more albums coming next week and then I should have at least one of every album, including the Japanese ones so I should be good until next comeback. But I have all the Korean albums rn. I’m a baby stay too! (although am I even that anymore with the amount of content I’ve made?) i’m just really bad with saving money 😅

You deserve to leave work early! Take a break! And I get the air quality thing. It’s (almost?) wildfire season here so Imm going to have to start wearing a double mask out to avoid getting an asthma attack. (i say almost with a question mark bc I saw a smokey the bear billboard today on my way to work but I’m not entirely sure). They never cancel schools when there’s a fire over here unless the campus is on fire. Last year the mountain right next to campus was on fire and we still had class. And my school is in mountains. Literally one gust of wind and it would have been over. 😩

#feelbokkie answers #👻✌️ anon #LR press tour

[rinisbowen]

camp rock songs i think could be neat to see in season 3 in hsmtmts

as a note, i don’t think we’ll get 99% of this. i think camp rock is going to lend maybe like- 1 or 2 songs. a medley like in 2.01 if we’re lucky. but yeah these are entirely just songs i like from the movies and think could fit the vibes of the show. also particularly given a lot of these are... from the second movie, it makes odds lower probably. but i just really like ballads, sue me. 

let’s go! (feel free to let me know your own favorites / wishlist items!)

this is our song. 

my number one request truly. and ngl it’s my only actual request i care about for season 3. let ricky get out his guitar at the end of the season and have them all sing around the campfire. it’s summer camp, if there’s not some form of campfire singing i will riot. i’m begging- give us this number. i’ll take it for the credits even just give it to me. 

this is me / gotta find you & gotta find you. 

i’ll put these together bc i really do just enjoy gotta find you... and it’s a ballad type song that fits the tone of hsmtmts but also this is me / gotta find you is this absolutely iconic number. and i’d love to see something done with it.

too cool or 2 stars. 

these are just- ridiculously fun numbers. if they’re giving lily screentime / a plotline they could give her one of these at the outset of / before her redemption arc. i love too cool, i did it on my karaoke machine twelve thousand times when i was little, but- 2 stars could be cool too, maybe especially so if they lean into family? but it can be used outside this context too. only problem with too cool is that contextually lily- isn’t popular. even at north. she fully admits to ricky that people just don’t like her. which... fair- but still. i guess at the end of the season she says she turned things around but- yeah idk

our time is here.

this is the only other song from the first movie that i think i could potentially want to see. and i don’t even necessarily want this one that much. i just- a lot of the music in these movies doesn’t fit the tone of the series, so i’m trying to kinda pick out the ones that do? bc obviously the musical theater / pop esque vibes of hsmtmts are NOT the same as the “rock” adjacent camp rock sound. that said... i like the whole ‘claiming our power’ aspect of this song, like “don’t be afraid we’ll do it together” and the title “our time is here”, is very wholesome and fits the series for sure. that said- it says “gone are the days of summer” and similar things... so it feels like an end of season thing. and i’d MUCH rather see this is our song for the end. 

different summers. 

is a couple facing tension? are they wanting / experiencing different things, feeling unsure about one another in this place they stand, even if not their own heart? welcome to this brilliant chance to express that sentiment. or even a more personal discovery type conflict depending. but yeah. i can think of a lot of potential applications for this one. gina obviously would make a lot of sense for the first suggestion. they could use it for ashlyn if she and big red have problems / if that jett and ashlyn flirting very small implication in that audition is real... 

or i mean it could be used in terms of if there’s a potential self discovery in terms of queer identity going on for anyone... looking at someone (read love interest) in a different light / themselves in a different light. “tossing your heart to see where it lands” is... a strong sentiment to be sure. taking risks and such. 

it’s not too late.

this song would be a great choice for lily. like i’ve seen people want her to sing monster, which i quite like, and if she doesn’t, this could be a good song to accomplish something similar with her potential redemption arc. or anyone else who they need to do a ‘i’ve messed up but i can fix it i have to’ thing for, but- lbr that’s probably lily. i actually quite enjoy this song so i thought i’d put it’s hat in the ring. idk... i just- would like to hear olivia rose keegan get to sing again- particularly if the song doesn’t get relegated to the soundtrack this time. i HIGHLY recommend giving this one a listen or even just giving the lyrics a read. 

can’t back down. 

i don’t love this one necessarily in it’s own right, but it’s an iconic number, and it gives off the same like- homemade sound effects thing as work this out from hsm2 which adds to the vibes. it could be a lot of fun to watch as a full blown big group number. like i think i saw someone talking about val leading them in something like this before a long time ago, but regardless, i’d be very on board for that. like hey maybe the camp’s as risk of shutting down so they have to make this a huge success and the kids are discouraged and val’s like “not on my watch, let’s do this”. could be accomplished with similar vibes using work this out as well, though work this out has lyrics that are probably less fitting to the setting / circumstances. they could also do it’s on for their big build back power moment, but i think can’t back down is better for hsmtmts. 

wouldn’t change a thing.

a lot of ships are interested in getting this song and i can’t blame them. it’s a super intense, beautiful ballad duet moment and it’s got all this fun imagery and i just- it’s great. truly a fan of this song. i will not attempt any kind of predicting or anything on this song just bc- the only real requirements are a) a ship (or tbh just a very strong duo). and b) a conflict that is resolvable because love. 

it’s probably going to be a bigger couple, if this is presented in terms of narrative. we don’t have a ton of duets as of now, and the ones we do have are either a) performances / rehearsing, or b) a rini duet. there is ONE exception to this- and that’s red means love, a song played over the credits that’s seen as a semi-canonical event. i fit around you into the first category bc- it is a somewhat performance situation given it’s their talent show routine. {lowkey the fact that the only “couples” to have sung duets on this show in general are rini, miss jenn/zack, and redlyn is kinda crazy. i’d reckon portwell may join the list this season, regardless of their status at the end of the season.}

introducing me.

i had to put it down. i just had to. this one’s iconic in its own right, and i think its dumb cutesy vibes are perfect for this series. it’s a guitar song too, fairly simple energy musically, which again- fits this show. i know people would like ricky to sing this- i think they’d probably be less inclined if they came to the very real conclusion that the only person it makes sense for ricky to sing it to is lily. i wouldn’t mind getting to hear ricky sing it anyway though. that said- i could very much potentially see someone like jet singing this song. he doesn’t know the wildcats, and could very easily do something like this with someone and have it make sense in context. they could surprise me- but that’s my take. 

#hsmtmts #hsmtmts season 3 #hsmtmts: speculation #hsmtmts: soundtrack #camp rock #//but yeah i'd love to hear thoughts on camp rock songs y'all might like to see. i like talking about little things like this #//it's like there's no harm in doing this sort of speculation bc it's very low stakes. it's them singing songs. it'll be fun regardless #//lowkey might do a reblog of this with my extra rini thoughts that aren't relevant exactly but i want to express

[karma-vvitch]

A Quick Discussion

Hey ya’ll.

I know this isn’t the usual post, but before anything I’d like a small check up on ya’ll. How you guys doing? timeline’s been shit ngl.

Okay, uhm how should I start this... Shit’s been hard lately. I thought I was doing better but everything’s gone south again. 

My schedule of posting here has been very erratic from the very start and that’s because I never thought I’d be doing this. 

Tumblr has always been a coping mechanism for me and I’d never thought I’d actually post stuff but here I am? haha

But honestly I’ve always loved writing, it’s a way of escaping and just freely thinking your own thoughts. It’s a bonus that people read it and actually enjoy it.

That’s why I feel bad when I don’t continue the hundreds of drafts I have cause first of, I have been putting out posts about ‘continuing’ and ‘revising’ stories and second, I like the drafts I made and just leaving them to rot sucks.

Depression sucks. It sucks when people just can’t understand, but again, we have to understand them and be patient. 

These past weeks I have gone through experiences I never thought I’d experience but that’s life I guess.

I’m glad mental health has been talked about much more but there’s still so much to unpack. And idk if this is just me but now it’s being discussed more, there’s more stigma and backlash against it. 

Idk... world’s been pretty shitty lately and the fact that we may enter catastrophe in the near future is just adding on to all our existential dread...

Okay I may have gotten too dark there, sorry.

Anyways, I’m not leaving Tumblr, I love writing and I love you guys. I just wanted to clarify some things, esp to the really annoyed people waiting for updates. Dw I understand, I get super frustrated too.

My ending note here is that whatever you’re going through, take your time. Try and still enjoy the things you love even though you feel like shit. And remember that you’re valid and even though you feel alone in the world, there are people out there who will love and accept you wholeheartedly, without question. I’m one of them :)

(P.S. I’ll try to update my stories :> and I may have a moon knight one bubbling in a draft but we’ll see)

Bye! xoxo

#mental health #mental health awareness #bucky barnes #winter soldier #sam wilson #falcon #falcon and the winter soldier #wanda maximoff #scarlet witch #steve rogers #captain america #marvel #marvel x reader #bucky barnes x reader #winter soldier x reader #sam wilson x reader #falcon x reader #wanda maximoff x reader #scarlet witch x reader #steve rogers x reader #captain america x reader #unrelated tags i know but these are my current stories

[svucarisiaddict]

Hello, how are you? I hope you have been well.

So I saw these prompts that kind of stood out to me and I was thinking about them in reference to one night stand series;

“I’ve never felt like this about anyone, and honestly it scares me.”

"I never stood a chance, did I?” “That’s the sad part – you did once.”

"You were more then a one night stand". 

but idk, I just liked them for some reason. Not sure if they work but I thought I'd send them over and get your thoughts?!?!

I don't just see her listening to Sonny and going okay then happy ever after but I also don't know if she is really willing to stop with him either. I'm probably reading to much into this but what do you think?!? When your write a series such as this one was there a thought on how it will go or is it something when you start writing?

I know it sounds silly, I just like the reader. She's flawed with her putting up the walls, arguably self destructive and going back to Stone who seems to be that safe, familiar relationship even if it's not the best (ex for a reason). I love that despite her feelings for Sonny she isn't hanging around to wait to get hurt or even be anyone's second choice.

But Sonny here, I guess the choice has gone because she has, but honestly he's pined, had feelings for, had this close relationship with Rollins for ever that we know. But he had this chance right with someone else. And look what happens!

I'm so invested and like alot of your fics I have been going back and re reading..... Im sorry I'm rambling with no real questions at 4 in the morning my time.

Ps. Okay John Carter, yasss. Such a mood and I love him. I was quite young when ER was on but my mum got me into the re-runs much later and he was def my fav! So excited to hear your writing for him.

First, let me say thank you for sending me your ask. I love when people ask me questions about my series! You really seem to get my writing and the characters :)

The prompts are perfect for the series. So, thank you! In fact I used one in the most recent chapter of the series!

She is definitely not over Sonny nor will she just accept his explanation of his feelings for Amanda. We all know Sonny has liked Amanda for years. Deep down he probably does. You are not reading into it at all! That’s exactly how I want the story to come across. 

As far as my writing I usually have a rough idea of how the story is going to play out but sometimes change on a whim. It may depend on how I’m feeling that day emotionally, not liking what I wrote and rewriting, getting a better idea, etc. And sometimes I just get stuck on where to take the story.  I’m releasing the next chapter later today and I am working on the next. And I’m stuck. I have a couple different ways to go.

You’re not silly. I like the character too. I try to write real characters. Everyone has flaws and I try to reflect that in my writings. I feel people can relate to a story or character if they see themselves in a similar situation to having the same feelings and reactions. 

Peter Stone is complicated. He is a broken man but he has the capability to love deeply. He truly cares for and loves our leading lady. I have a feeling he is going to fight for her and prove his love to her. Whether he’ll be successful is to be seen.

Don’t count Sonny out though! He cares for the reader as well. She’s made him realize that there is someone out there other than Amanda he can love. I do think he’s torn on what to do because now he thinks that the reader is over him and he lost his chance with her. 

I’m still uncertain who the reader will end up with, if anyone! We’ll see where the story takes us!

I’m so happy to hear how much you enjoy and are invested in my fics. I appreciate it so much! Please message me with any questions on my fics, my process, etc. 

I love Carter too. I was so naive and sweet when the show began. There were times when he irked me and I didn’t care for how he behaved. I have a middle story for him and the reader but need to work back to thow they meet. I have a couple of different scenarios but not sure if I like them. Stay tuned for Carter fics!

Thank you again so much!!

#sonny carisi #peter stone #asks #fics #prompts

[leias-left-hair-bun-again]

Weird Writing Asks:

10, 19, 22, 26, 36

You don't have to answer all of them. 😂 That's a lot.

ksljfks not at all, i see this as a challenge! >:D

36. They say to Write What You Know. Setting aside for a moment the fact that this is terrible advice…what do you Know?

can i say ‘nothing’ slkfjskdf uhhh what do i know. i know what it’s like to feel unwanted and invisible, i also know what it’s like to be around someone who loves you so much it’s almost tangibly warm and bright. i know no one’s actually alone and that we’ve all been given both the potential for and a promise that we can find joy in this life, even if things seem very bad overall. i know that everyone’s deserving of second and third and fourth chances, i know how it feels to hold a grudge instead. i know that losing people can be excruciatingly painful but i also know that there’s a life after this where we’ll get to see them again and looking forward to that feels exciting and joyful. i know - how to say this; i know that pain and sorrow, while sharper in the moment, is just plain not as strong as love and peace and that you can spend weeks depressed out of your mind or in terrible physical pain and then get a nice squeezy hug from someone you’re close to and hear that they love you, or snuggle up with a soft warm cat and listen to it purr, and somehow that’s all that matters

does that count? XD

26. How do you get into your character’s head? How do you get out? Do you ever regret going in there in the first place?

if i’m not already accidentally in their head, i have to put headphones on and pace the floor for a while - ‘talk out’ conversations and scenarios until i’ve lost myself entirely. then i can try writing, and then it’s back to acting things out again, only at my computer XD there’s a lot of facial expressions and wild gesturing involved, i’ve spilt dr pepper on my keyboard more than once while involved in an argument between characters. and honestly - i don’t think i’ve often regretted getting into anyone’s head? i tend to get very worked up before writing if i’ve read about or thought about a character being in a situation/state of mind that i urgently feel i need to process or fix, and once i’ve led a character or characters through a fic - i guess i just don’t struggle to separate myself afterwards. idk if that’s what’s mean by ‘regret’ in this situation haha but yeah, i don’t think i really feel that way?

22. How organized are you with your writing? Describe to me your organization method, if it exists. What tools do you use? Notebooks? Binders? Apps? The Cloud?

ahhhhhhh...i’m not D: i’m really not, this is one of my biggest failings in - life, really; i fall apart when things aren’t orderly and regulated and yet i can’t seem to manage to keep anything organized /: if i could just get into some good habits i know i’d be able to do the more complicated AUs and long fics i want to, but alas, i never so much as used an outline for a school essay and i’ve got a painfully steep hill to climb in terms of learning how to be functional about these things

19. Tell me a story about your writing journey. When did you start? Why did you start? Were there bumps along the way? Where are you now and where are you going?

oh let’s see - i was a rabid bookworm as a child, when my parents took me to other people’s houses i made a beeline for the bookcase and just sat and read until they came back to pick me up XD so naturally i was also the kind of child who thought it would be just brilliant to be an author. i liked writing poetry; there were set rules and formulas for poetry and i could work with that. i struggled with prose though - my teachers advanced me several grades in english and told me i was brilliant except when it came to creative writing and that i...basically should aim to write nonfiction and nonfiction alone XD original stories were the only essays i didn’t get As and praise on and it crushed my spirit lol so i kind of stopped trying to write stories by the time i started middle school; i had one brief moment where i wrote a random Hobbit fanfic out of pure spite when i was around 14, and then outside of a previous collaborative effort with my brother (we wrote a lengthy Lego Star Wars fanfic which we called a ‘parody’; he dictated the events to me and i turned it into a cohesive piece of writing) i didn’t really write again until september of 2020 after my grandmother died and i found myself needing a way to process. i don’t know if i’ll ever be able to write anything original or even write good fanfiction, but. i hope with more practice i’ll be able to at least do one or the other! i’d love to write children’s books but i just don’t have the kind of creativity to come up with my own ideas right now, so i write kidfics a lot instead XD

10. Has a piece of writing ever “haunted” you? Has your own writing haunted you? What does that mean to you?

oooh okay ‘haunted’ can mean several different things, i don’t tend to think of it with the negative connotation nearly as much as i do - uhhh - how to say it. you know that feeling where you suddenly remember a bit of music, except you can’t remember the actual notes or anything of what it sounded like? almost as if you’re looking at the impression a piece of jewelry made in velvet. so you can remember the way the music sort of felt both emotionally and physically, and the kind of atmosphere it created - but not what it sounded like, and it’s such a strong impression you have to sit down and put some effort into working backwards through it until you can finally remember the piece. that’s what ‘haunting’ means to me and i experience it a lot XD i have a very overactive imagination and reading is a sure way to get it going buuuut the language processing center of my brain is a straight-up garbage fire and i struggle to remember actual quotes from books; so *waves hand at my bookcase* you can pull out any book i really love and there’s probably a bit in there that haunts me!

#i am dreadfully slow and i just spent a full two hours thinking about this D: i am so sorry but #thank you so much!!!! #i have absolutely no problem answering lots of questions i - like talking about myself too much to have a problem with that XD #ask #deathy tag 🖤 #writing asks

[writefightandflightclub]

Hi luna 🌜

So I finally got caught up on ride or die. And I read the last two chapters like an hour ago. I needed some time to gather my thoughts.

So is it weird I kinda dislike Santi a little bit? But reader too? Im just here thinking everytime reader had a second to think what she should do. If to get away from Santi or go to him just to go to him and I'll be like girl pls. Jfkdkdkdkdkdk *me in my mind shouting at reader*: GIRL LOVE YOURSELF!!!!

Anyways I loved the last chapter specifically when they were fighting after fucking and how she said that bc she isn't a mission she's basically not worth it. And when she said his love wasn't enough and she regretted her words. And I thought she SLAYED there. Omg like it's just I actually think those were the right words to describe their situation. Bc Santiago telling her he loved her really wasn't enough. Bc she wanted more things she wanted a future with a husband (him) and kids and a quiet lovely life like she mentioned at the beach and I think he needed to hear that. Doesn't matter how hard and rude it sounded. Sometimes telling someone u love them ISNT enough. Actions are needed. And if Santiago isn't okay to leave the army when she already left it. Then like yeah idk I don't think they will be compatible.

I'm not sure if this story will have a happy ending and even tho the characters were giving me a twitch in the eye I absolutely loved it and my friend which I was telling her about the fic she said: babe 36 messages? . And I was like girl you need to know about this fic I needed to rant. Ridkdkkrkrkfkdkd

Also also fun fact when Frankie popped in and reader knew he was probably naked I actually snorted. That was funny to me.

And look I adore this fic but sometimes Santi and reader make me want to rip my hair out. Going in going out going in going out like DECIDE WHAT YOU GUYS WANT PLS. okay I hope this isn't me being to whiny. I really do love the fic and I can't wait to read more.

Also the fucking in the bathroom was hot too 🫣🫣🫣🫣🫣🫣🫣🫣🫣🫣🫣🫣🫣🫣🫣🫣

Thats all. Again, love the fic 🩷

Lola! Hi lovely! 👋 ☺️🧡

Aww thanks so much for reading and for this glorious ask!

Okay, let’s get into it… Yes! You said you disliked them their actions in this chapter. I think that’s so important to highlight! What’s happening for them right now and how they’re handling it is definitely not aspirational. I defo didn’t want to romanticise arguing and yelling, so if it came across uncomfortable then I guess that’s maybe… good?! 😆 I hope that we can still be rooting for them to get to a healthier place even while they’re still being flawed and so very human, but I totally agree that this one is rough and they’re not handling things in an ideal way. I think they’re trying but they don’t know how (yet?). What I like about these two is that they both mess up. They’re both imperfect. There’s no one place to lay the blame. They both love hard and they both hurt. We’ll see if they can figure out a better pattern (or not!) by the end of the series, but you’re so right. This is not the best moment for them… but in a way, it needed to happen because things needed to be said, and for right now this was the one way they could find to do it!

Aww I love that you enjoyed the scene at the beach, thank you! Some truth bombs were definitely dropped and I really feel for both of them here. It does seem right now like they won’t be able to figure it out! That maybe they kinda sorta shouldn’t! But we’ll see how it all turns out 👀 😅

Ohmigosh and thank you for sharing with your friend about the story!!! 🥹🧡🥹🧡🥹 That makes me so happy! 36 messages?! 😀🧡😀

Haha! Frankie is a goddamn gem, I always love when he makes an appearance. AND in the nude too 🤣🤣🤣🤣 I’m so glad there was a little laugh in there amidst all the angst and frustration.

And look, I totally get you! I want them to MAKE UP THEIR DAMN MINDS TOO. There are definitely things blocking them, some of which they’re already aware of and some of which are maybe more unconscious. I think it’s frustrating for them too! I’ll keep my fingers crossed for them but ey, who knows where this is heading 😝🤣🙈

Thanks so much for this! 🧡

#ride or die series

[due4amiracle]

Day 470

Listo:

Laundry/cleaning, Reading, Dailies, #TTRPGThings, Watching.

Laundry/cleaning - Some garbage thrown away, always more to go! ✔

Reading things - - 4 Ebooks for me, 0 Audiobook for Sir! ...Yea. 218 for the year, 25 for the month! - Vampire Dawn (Vampire for Hire #5) by J.R. Rain 21%! - Spells for Forgetting by Adrienne Young 50%! This is interesting, it’s... kinda jumping around a bit in time, which kinda confuses me and loses me, but i understand that There Is A Big Thing that we’re working towards and we need that thicc background shit. So. We’ll see if it pulls it off or not. UwU♡ ✔✔✔✔

Dailies - - Waifu Did mah dailies! Also, level 0/50 BP now~! AND! Tree lvl 40/50! Also! 27/43 max friendship namecards acquired! New MONTH! new weeklies! Gem thingy now level 9/10! ♡ω♡✔  ok so i played a little today and? Fuck dude i did like three rolls and that was it.

Candace wanted to come home, i guess. xD

#TTRPGThings - No game today! That’s ok, next week! This gives me more time to Prepare Things. +0 -> 2448 words for the backstory! i meant to write i swear but oh i was distracted by kittens!✔

Watching things - - Vancouver by Night: Season 1 - Episode 10/19! - 100 Club: Episode 5/??! So... behind... oh no... x_x; - New York by Night: Season 1 - Episode 8/8! T_T SEASON TWO FRIDAY AHHH

Other things - Daily Diarrhea Diary - Ehhh, okish. CPAP timer - ?.? hours with 0.0 disturbances. ???/9. Ok look. The CPAP is confused ok? i wore it last night (9/27), all night long, for like 10 fuckin’ hours ok? It’s marked as 0 hours. However, the night before last (9/26), that was marked as zero? Yea it’s marked as 6.4 .2. Which, sus as fuck. And THEN the night before that (9/25), that i have marked down as 8.4 .0? Yea. It’s marked as 11.2 .1. What. The. Fuck. But it’s ok, because i might be able to finagle one of my ‘missed’ days as a ‘mushed’ day (because i did not wear it the night before that, 9/24, which is not even marked down at all - which happens when you don’t wear it on a day.) So! Maybe, could finagle 9/24+9/25 as a “CPAP was confuse, skipped me a day and mushed everything up????” idk. Something like that. Shrug. It’s fine.

Uh yea so. Anyways. Sir went to His training today! Was gone for like 7 fuckin’ hours. Came home. Told me some massively wild astounding news - He’s getting paid $15 an hour. FIFTEEN. We were expecting like, ten? No no no. F I F T E E N. Holy shit. Ok that, first of all, is amazing. But second of all, is terrifying? But it’s ok, Sir did the math, if we bump Him down to 32hrs/week (His hours and stuff are incredibly flexible) He’ll not only squeak in just able to keep His Medicaid, but we’ll also be under the limit for housing! HELL YES! Yes, we’ll lose SNAP, and yes He’ll probably be paying some medical fees now, and yes He’ll be doing some debt consolidation and working down His debt but... we’ll be able to afford it. We’ll be ok. We are ok. This is wild. It harkens back to my last Tarot draw that i did, a few months ago. PPF, 5 of cups, Tower, Chariot. Bitterness, disillusionment || chaos of change || determination, confidence, victory. It’s finally here. We’ve had the chaos, and we’re finally getting that victory. Whew.

Anyways. No perioding. Stress induced migraine, mild abdominal pain, both ears ache, shoulders-but-just-the-back-connected-to-neck-area aches, lungs kinda grungy. Still Very Stressed even though the cards are right and Sir is right and i need to just relax but oh gods the change is bad change is bad. Also very tired. And cold. It’s delightful to be cold and not in the “oh i’m just very sick and it makes me cold” kind of way but more in the “oh it’s actually chilly out” kind of way!

Food: A Liquid: A Pain: D Brain: C

Tomorrow: Laundry/cleaning, Reading, Dailies, #TTRPGThings, Watching.

Ever Onwards and Upwards!

#Multiple Sclerosis #ADHD #OCD #Arthritis #Spoonie #Daily #TTRPGThings #CPAP #CPAP is confused #Genshin Impact #Waifu Impact #Candace #Vampire Dawn (Vampire for Hire 5) by J.R. Rain #Spells for Forgetting by Adrienne Young #Food: A #Liquid: A #Pain: D #Brain: C #migraine #ear ache #back pain #Lungs #stressed #tired #cold

[chickadeeee]

So I moved halfway across the country for work, but I wasn’t too worried about it, in part bc I had a good friend living in the same city who I was excited to get closer to.

Except now it seems that my friend doesn’t want to be friends anymore.

The first sign of trouble was pride weekend. I’ve never been to pride ™ but I’ve always wanted to go, my gay+ friends just… forget I’m bi I guess idk lol. Anyways I asked if he had plans and he said yes but he could maybe see me after! I had to head that way anyways and we had our virtual zoom book club meeting in like an hour so I asked if he wanted to meet up irl for it. He said sure just give him that hour to sober up! The parks were closed so I sat on a curb and waited. For an hour. Reading a new book, but still, ouch. Then when time came for book club he ghosted me and never signed on for the group call. I was really upset and just walked home, it was a 20min bus ride but I walked the hour instead just to process. I had caught covid right when I moved and this was my first chance to see him, kind of my first social event, so I had been super excited. He never apologized or mentioned it again.

He invited me to another vague thing when his friend came into town a few days later. I asked him the day before if he still had plans and if he wanted me to come and he replied with a detailed itinerary. So seems that he had it all planned out and just forgot to tell me.

A week later I invited him to come watch fireworks on my office rooftop. He didn’t let me know if he was gonna come or not until the end of the day when he said no. I wasn’t comfortable riding transit alone late so I just stayed home.

He did invite me to an event! For a professional org he’s the president of. So like, it makes him look good for me to come. I went. He barely talked to me. He hasn’t invited me to any of their other events.

We finally hung out… when a mutual friend was in town. That was fine.

I’d been trying to get lunch w him since I moved but only brought it up a few times. It was originally his idea bc we work close to each other. He gets weekly lunch with one friend so I thought it would be like biweekly or something with us. When we finally got lunch, he said ‘maybe we can do this again in like a month!’ which kind of shocked me. Like I get if you’re busy but saying it so coldly without even adding “bc I’m so busy” just felt awful. It’s been over a month since & he hasn’t mentioned any second lunch.

By this point I had basically given up but the last thing was his birthday. He usually goes ALL OUT and he has a couple friends flying in which he mentioned last book club. His birthday is this Friday and by yesterday (Sunday) I hadn’t heard anything yet… I kinda knew he just wasn’t going to invite me but I wanted to give him a chance. So in yesterday’s book club, I asked if he knew what he was doing yet, trying to give him an opportunity to invite me. He listed out five days of detailed plans with his visiting friends and said he wasn’t having a party this year. He didn’t mention one stop on his itinerary that he wanted me to come to. I wanted to give it one more shot so today before work I texted him to say

“oh btw if you’d like me to come to any of your birthday weekend plans I’d be happy to! but I understand if you just want to keep it smaller”

and he replied at the end of the work day

“Kk! I think we’ll make it over to [nearby neighborhood] at some point so I’ll keep you posted and maybe you can join for a drink!”

He didn’t even say what day he was thinking. Just that they’ll probably be sorta near me once in a 5-day span and maybe I can join for a single drink. When I got that text I laughed out loud. I doubt he’ll end up texting me, if it happens I’ll be shocked. But I won’t make the past mistakes of waiting all day to hear from him. I don’t know if I would go or not though. I guess if I feel like it I will, but since I can’t plan for it, it’s unlikely that I’ll feel like it. I usually need to know in advance of any events so I can plan my hair wash, budget my social energy, etc. At least I can save money by not getting him a birthday present. And I can make plans to watch football on the holiday instead of seeing him.

So like. Yeah. Clearly he’s just not interested in staying friends with me for some reason. I don’t understand it at all. I don’t want to be more pathetic or more annoying so I’ll just accept that he’s not interested and stop trying. But it hurts because I thought we were going to become closer friends and now I feel so so alone. I gotta get off my ass and make new friends for sure but for now it just sucks and I feel so isolated and lonely. Like talking to the employee at a local jewelry store was the highlight of my day the other week because it was a human interaction.

Anyways I don’t meant to be dramatic, I’ll be fine and I at least have my cat, plus ik what I need to do. I just need to get this out and I can’t post on my usual emotional social cuz he follows me :/

#k gets emo

[the-learning-bri]

My phones on 8 percent and I’m reclining in the family room.

Another good eh day.

I was going to call it unproductive but what do I need to be producing rn?

I feel mostly satisfied with myself.

There is still some tiny tiny mustard seed size nagging coming from the back left side of my brain though telling me I’m not doing enough.

Maybe I need to do some more planning?

Maybe actually working out will satisfy it?

I put up my bar today and knee raises or whatever they’re called are easier than I expected.

I keep looking at pictures where my core looks solid and I know it’s not that hard to get back there. I

just

have

to do

it…

I have to be intentional about it.

Like I was with my water drinking today.

*pats self on back*

There were so many bathroom trips though.

But when I’m in the bathroom upstairs I read Divergent.

I even read a couple of chapters in my bed today.

Tris pieced together Four is Tobias and their kinda cringey romance is evolving. I question the whole age thing but i guess its slightly different in the context of their world?

I beat my Ms. Pacman highscore on my first go today. My only full run today.

I ate a ham sandwich and a smoothie as my first meal. Pizza a crabcake and a salad as my second meal.

I channel surfed like Timmy. Preakness Breakfast Club Shrek The Office Shrek World Chase Tag Fresh Prince World Chase Tag Fresh Prince The Office World Chase Tag The Eastern Conference Finals Game 3.

The Heat won. Never lost their lead.

•

My phone’s on 6 percent.

5 percent.

Tomorrow we’re going to Nana’s for dinner and I’m excited. Especially to see what she made.

I’ll probably keep straightening up as its a never ending task.

I found my hdmi chord and adapter today so I’ll hook that up to my laptop at some point tomorrow.

I want to shave my underarms and probably trim the hedges a little.

I ordered the Mary Kay Microabrasian scrub thing. My skins been kinda rocky. Though that’s probably on me and not washing it when I should.

•

I need to figure out when we’ll be changing my cabin filter and plannnn accordingly.

Me and Mommy may be going to NY this week. We may be going to Aruba this summer or the whole family to Canada.

I need to deposit my checks this week.

Figure out how I want to spend money.

Am I serious about getting a camera? I feel like it could be a great creative outlet. But do I need it? The camera not the outlet lol. But I guess that answers the question. I would get it used and see if I’m really serious. Although there’s so much more research that I need to do.

But how much?

I’ve been doing these casual logs but should probably do a Type Out about waiting for the right time. Its definitely a motif in my life and I’m not the biggest fan of it. Idk if there ever has been a right time for something that I was waiting for the right time for.

•

Last night I dreamt I was working at Pizza Hut. The old Pizza Hut. But I was up front and there wasn’t enough space. I could feel the cheap, not thick enough, you can wash it as many times as you want but that back of the pizza hut smell will never come out of the material shirt on my skin. Or maybe my brain just filled that in. But I guess that’s just what a dream is anyway.

Will I work at Pizza Hut this summer? Will I work at all? Auntie Nichole suggests I dont. Am I really about my money? Find out next time on Bri [Will Never] Figures Out Their Life!

TIL: SNL has been out since the 70’s

05/21/22 23:50

[hotwings0203]

Idk what this is but the thought of you being scared of Bakugos quirk is so hot to me

Tw:noncon, predatory behavior

“I swear he’s getting to be more and more like a villain every time I see him,” you giggle with Mina as you two walk out of the class. Bakugo had yet again exploded at one of your shared teachers for correcting him in his pronunciation of a word, and as usual it was quite a scene to behold. Chairs were almost thrown, his friends had to hold him back from leaping up while others egged him on, itching for amusement in their mind-numbingly dull class.

“Maybe Shigaraki was right,” your pink-haired friend snorts and you both collapse in wheezes, clawing and slapping at each other’s shoulders as the ludicrous image of Shigaraki being unable to reign in Bakugo comes to mind.

“Hey ladies, what’re you two laughing about?” A lilting and charming voice comes right at your ear, and you turn to see Denki, Kirishima and…Bakugo walking next to you.

Just because of his proximity and how you were literally just talking about him two seconds ago, you jump away from Bakugo’s glowering face and not so subtly hide behind Mina in a half playful jest.

“Huh? Whatcha ya jumpin’ around for?” Kirishima laughs and you exchange an embarrassed look with Mina.

“Oh nothing, we were just talking about how Bakugo’s quirk is totally villainous. We’re lucky he’s on our side,” Mina singsongs, but you slap her arm in alarm.

And well placed alarm at that, because Bakugo’s scowl deepens as he turns his head to you in a death-glare. You swallow hard seeing his expression and try to nervously laugh.

“But, uh, we were just joking. Right Mina?” You give her a pointed look and she deflects it happily.

“Nope! At least you weren’t, you’re half scared to death of him, isn’t that right Y/N?”

Denki interrupts before you can sputter in horror.

“Honestly, who isn’t scared of this dude?” He claps the other blond on his back and yelps when Bakugo’s hands start curling with smoke.

“Watch it dumbass.” He cranes his head to meet your eyes, but when he finds that you’re still avoiding eye contact with him he starts moving around his friends to better talk to you.

“My quirk isn’t that scary you idiot. It’s not like I care enough about any of you to blow you up-“

But with the smoke still curling form his hands and with the permanently intimidating scowl on his face reading closer and close to your, you can’t help but squeal and scrabble around him to sink your nails into Kirishima’s shoulders for protection.

“Okay, I get it! You don’t have to come any closer, I can see fine from here.” Your voice comes out too high and strained to be deemed as joking, but nonetheless everyone laughs at your dramatic show.

Everyone but Katsuki. Because he can see you’re actually scared, he’s seen it a hundred times on civilians who try to pretend they’re fine but still have that panicked glint in their eye.

“Jesus Y/N, with a reaction like that maybe he really is a villain. Bakubro, want us to send you back to Shigaraki’s place? Maybe you should reconsider his offer.”

And finally at Denki’s quip everyone including you this time laughs again in playful agreement, but yet again Bakugo’s blood starts simmering further.

Why the fuck were you being so obnoxious? He didn’t do anything to you before, right? So why the hell were you embarrassing him in front of all his friends and making him out to be this bloodthirsty monster?

Well, whatever. If a monster is what you want, then a monster is what you’ll get.

And so he waits for you after school, trailing behind you a couple hundred feet yet still keeping you in sight. He curses when you giggle with your friends, no doubt in his mind that you’re still throwing dirt on his name and he swears under his breath when you talk to Deku and his dweeb friends.

Of course when you hang around ditzy dorks like Deku he’s gonna look like a psycho in comparison.

But at one point you’re by the vending machine alone in a deserted hallway, fumbling with your coins and trying to quickly get a soda before your friends up ahead leave.

Too bad for you, because when he’s done with you they’ll never want to be seen with you again for their own safety.

You’re shoving money in the slot when he silently walks up a couple feet behind you.

“No friends around to gossip about me?”

You shriek and jump a good foot in the air at the sudden voice behind you. Clutching your heaving chest, you whirl around to see who it is.

Your blood runs cold. It’s Katsuki Bakugo, the absolute last person you want to be alone with in a deserted hallway.

Your feet move a step back.

Wrong move.

His nostrils flare and his eyes widen at your insulting retreat. You know he doesn’t take kindly to it, but with an expression like that how could you not?

“Uh, w-what do you mean?” You chuckle nervously.

He doesn’t laugh. In fact, he does something worse.

He matches your steps and moves forward a little bit.

At this you fully take a stride backwards and clash with the vending machine behind you.

He keeps advancing, slowly getting closer and checking you out, his head tilted as his eyes roam up and down your vulnerable body.

“Don’t move back. Why the fuck did you move away from me? That’s rude, we were just having a normal conversation.”

You surprise yourself by sounding level-headed in retaliation. “‘Kinda hard not to be a little uncomfortable when your conversation sounds so accusing.”

He lunges forward and you actually scream this time, throwing your hands up above your head in instinct to protect yourself from his proximity.

Bakugo doesn’t touch you but you can still feel his breath puffing on your head, can still feel the heat from his hands on either side of your body.

“You got a smart mouth don’t you? Is that why you embarrassed me earlier in front of everyone?”

“Embarrassed you-?” You squeak but immediately cut off when he thrusts his face right in front of yours, a manic look on his face as all his facial features stretch into a irate leer.

“I guess we’ll have to fix that tongue of yours. Put it to better use than to talk shit about me, right?”

Vermilion irises move from your face down your body, lingering on your chest and at the apex in between your legs.

Bile rises to your throat as he licks his lips and lets his lips ghost over yours, oh so close yet not touching.

And in the second before he descends, you shove him off with nothing but pure adrenaline feeling your fear and race past him, blindly running down the halls as fast as you can.

Surprisingly, you don’t hear anyone behind you. That doesn’t mean you don’t stop running though.

The real reason you don’t hear anyone behind you is because Katsuki Bakugo has an eerie smile on his face at your bolt. He languidly stretches his arms above his head and relishes in the popping of his joints, and in succession the popping of sparks in his hand. He kicks one leg out, then the other just to ensure you get a fair head start.

You’ve just made this so much more interesting.

He sets off at a light jog, and even in his carefree pace his strides are enough to eventually catch up with you, instinct like an animal’s guiding him through the winding halls and ending up catching a glimpse of your feet as you turn into another lane.

You’re panting, sweat pouring down your eyes as panic makes it hard to breathe or think rationally. The adrenaline that was pushing you is now dying down but at the worst time.

You take a quick glance back and your rapidly beating heart falters as you see him with a grin on his face as he practically jogs leisurely behind you. You’ve seen this same face on him when he’s in the battlefield, blasting through enemy hearts and blowing up heads as if they were fireworks.

He’s bloodthirsty. He wants you.

“Running away again? That’s not very heroic of you babe,” he calls out, and it’s terrifyingly infuriating how he’s not out of breath.

“Leave me the fuck alone,” you half scream and sob, trying to run faster but failing miserably.

You see a bathroom sign out of the corner of your eye and frantically stumble towards it.

Katsuki knows you know he’s even you take a turn and he laughs to himself at how boringly easy this is.

Maybe he was scary.

He shakes it off and continues his hunt after you, coming forth until he faces the bathroom door in which you were cowering behind.

There’s a small window, and no other door. Just a couple of stalls, a terrified girl, and a psycho with the taste of revenge practically palpable on his lustful tongue.

He knock with faux politeness. “You wanna come out and do this the easy way or you want me to barge in and take you myself?”

You sob and wheeze in response, desperately pushing against the flimsy door in a pathetic attempt to keep him out. Bakugo merely crosses his arms and leans against the door, staring intently at it with a smile still on his face.

Judging by the weight pushing more at the bottom of the door, he can tell you’re probably sitting down in an effort to catch your breath.

You both know he can come in at any time he so well pleases, but he decides he’ll play by your rules for a bit longer, indulge you a little before your inevitable downfall.

He hums loudly and slides down to join your parallel position on the floor.

“I’m tryina be nice here, y’know. You acted so scared of me when I never even bothered you before. Aren’t I being nice right now by letting you choose for yourself?”

He sounds so conversational, as if he were talking to one of his buddies. You stay silent but your silence speaks volumes.

It serves as nothing but a means to piss him off further.

The two of you sit in silence for seemingly hours, even though it’s only around 20 minutes. Every second you feel like he’s going to break down the door any second and blast your face off, but miraculously he doesn’t.

You don’t know what you’d rather prefer: for him to prolong your strained agony by letting you be so close yet so far from him, or to end your suffering and get it done with.

But you needn’t sit in silence stewing in your own fear any further, for at the exact moment you begin to doze off with the dying of the light the weight on the other side of the door lifts and you startle awake at the scuffling on the other side.

You blink a couple of times and blanch when you see through the window the purple light indicating that you really have been here longer than you thought.

Bakugo cracks his knuckles and rolls his head, popping a few more kinks in his neck before breathing out and bracing for impact.

“Ready or not little bitch, here I come.”

“Bakugo, wait-!”

But your plea doesn’t last for more than two words. The door bangs open with such a sound that you actually think he’s blasted it straight off his hinges. You gasp and shield yourself, jumping backwards and covering your face.

“‘Thought I made it clear by now that you can’t run. So why’d you try to leave? Huh? Think you’re smarter than me? You think you’re stronger than me?”

He’s stalking forward again, and you’re left tripping back over your feet and whimpering at his salacious intent as he backs you up and corners you into a stall.

He already knows the answers to his rhetorical questions but he wants to hear you say it. He wants to hear that scornful conviction in your voice about how big and bad he was that you used earlier.

With you tripping backwards into the cramped stall, his approach quickens in hunger at feeling you, feeling the fear radiating off your body.

Bakugo presses up against you against the wall and takes up the space around you, invading your personal bubble. He’s everywhere, growling in your ear, hands gripping your waist so tight you’re sure bruises sprout from his touch, his erect penis grinding on the inside of your thigh.

Your trepidation and terror rises to an insurmountable height as he smothers you.

When he suddenly grips your chin and forces your head to face him you gasp. His touch is even more callous than you thought.

“You lookin’ here bitch? Good.”

His palm is raised towards you and before you can even widen your eyes in realization his appendage starts sparking madly. You shriek and try to throw him loose as little bits of embers fly out and made your face, his voice rough as always yet dangerously low and soft.

“S’not so scary after all is it? You’re reacting better to it than I thought.” Bakugo Blanca you mocks your writhing figure as you desperately try to evade the mini explosions.

“Okay, I get it, please stop I don’t like it!” You shrilly cry out but his hand moves from your jaw down to your neck, and squeezes the last remnants of opposition out of you.

“Yeah? Good, I’m glad you get it. But honestly, I don’t care if you don’t like it.

Because I like it. I fucking love this quirk, ‘specially when you cower so prettily under it like you did earlier.”

You choke and try to scrabble at his hands but it’s like a butterfly’s touch to him, barely producing any fruition.

“I kept wondering to myself: why do I care if she’s scared of it? And then I realized,” he leans in and lets his lips brush over your ear, lets his hand lessen ever so slightly so that your main focus is his words.

“You just looked good enough to eat when you know you’re beneath me. When you know how dangerous I am.”

He pulls back and assesses the look on your face. “Makes you look good enough to eat.”

And without further ado he lowers his hand and starts rubbing his alit palm on your clothed pussy, his erection getting harder as your screams wilt into whines.

Your legs flail uselessly as he burns a hole through your pants and his fingers hook aside the band of your panties.

Bakugo thrusts his hips forwards and grinds his straining cock on your moist lips, taking in your blubbers and teary eyes.

You can’t even speak, you can only cry out like a child as he thrusts harder and harder, so hard that your back hits the wall painful and the stall walls rattle behind you.

“You-pant-fucking scared-pant-now slut?” He rasps, his head bobbing on rhythm with yours as he practically lifts you off your toes to match his pace.

Your clit is caught between the fabric and rolled cruelly pleasurable as his tip leaks precum, staining your own panties in the process.

With your attention rapt on his now-uncovered dick sliding in and out of your folds, he takes this opportunity to take his other hand off your neck and blast the wall next to your face.

The second you open your mouth in shock as bits of tile rain down on your face he slams his steaming palm over your lips, burning the soft flesh as you weep openly.

He sets off two more near your sides and another above your head, his own face aligned right in front of yours so you can see the mean smile on his face all the while he sets your heart racing at an alarming speed.

When the smoke clears and you can start feeling glass and tile imprint on your once-smooth face, he positions his dick up so that it prods at your hole and yanks your hair back.

His eyes practically glow with the mini fires preserved in the walls with his blasts, the impact of the air rushing around him makes his hair even spikier, his body is taunt and even more imposing than before.

His teeth gleam with the orange and red light next to you. His chest doesn’t heave, because he’s at ease with your terror.

“You think you know fear?”

With one swift movement he shoves up into you, but this time he doesn’t cover your mouth.

“You haven’t met me truly yet.”

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