#I’m weirdly chatty today lol

[adrift-in-thyme]

WARRIORS MY BELOVED

[dongofthewolf]

Everything in Between- Chapter 1

Abby Anderson x Fem!Reader

The reader stumbles across Abby one sleepless night and can’t help but become an absolute stuttering mess.

Warnings: swearing, mild violence, fluff, bad grammar lol

I’m extremely new to this so please be gentle T-T

Read chapter 2 here !

The first thing that you always noticed about a person was their eyes (it’s cliché you knew that, but you really couldn’t help it), and anyways… that was the first thing you noticed about her. The first time you saw her it was pouring outside; the kind of pouring where it got dark at 5pm and the reflections in the puddles on the pavement—partly distorted by the heavy raindrops—looked like fun house mirrors. It was brief and she only passed you for a second, but the clouds that were concealing the sun left a shadow of darkness in the air and in her eyes. Making her regularly blue eyes a much darker shade from the lack of sunlight, a blue that looked like the part of the ocean you can see from the shore but avoid from fear you may drown in it. 

You had forgotten your umbrella that day leaving your hair drenched, you were shivering from the cold and desperately made your way to your room as quickly as you could. But as you hastily walked with your head down in an effort to conceal your eyes from the raindrops, you bumped into her. She was a lot taller than you and was incredibly built, she had her long blonde hair in a neat braid and was wearing some simple cargo pants with a grey sweater. She was also carrying some bags but you were walking too fast to really get a good look at them. Although this was the first time you had seen her and it was only for a moment you’ll never forget those eyes, those dark blue eyes that made it seem as if she was hiding from something. That was the first time you saw her but it certainly wouldn’t be the last.

It was stormy again but at least today you were inside, the howling of the wind against the windows woke you up and when you glanced at the digital clock it read 2:30. You always had trouble falling asleep again once you were woken from your slumber, and found that you required at least an hour before you could actually sleep again. Since it was so late though you figured that the cafeteria would be empty and you could grab a cup of tea before going back to bed, you also often sat in the commons room to read because it’s pretty isolated from the rest of the place and very seldom did anyone else sit there too. 

You pulled a black crewneck over your messy hair and put on some slides before making your way down to the cafeteria, the hallways leading up to it were lit with fluorescent lights that burned your eyes when you stepped out of the darkness of your room. It was surprisingly silent (with the exception of your footsteps of course) and after living in a place constantly occupied by so many people for so many years, it was a rare occasion to find some peace and quiet; an anomaly that still surprised you to this day. 

The cafeteria was nothing special, there were 30-40 folding tables lined up near the big tear stained windows and next to the kitchen there was a communal fridge with a basket of fruits no one dared to touch. Cabinets lined the whole half of the room and you reached into the second last one to grab some chamomile tea before setting the kettle on the stove. 

You sat by the windows while you waited for the water to boil when you saw a strike of lightning, it was purple and quickly followed by a large cracking noise which weirdly enough didn’t quite startle you. You supposed that after all these years of living in a place that is universally known to rain more than anything, you become accustomed to the crashing sound of thunder and the sudden flashes of lightning. Plus, it’s a lot better than the sound of guns going off or those dreaded clickers that haunted your nightmares. So consumed by your thoughts you hadn’t even noticed the whistling noise coming from the tea kettle. It wasn’t until you heard an unfamiliar voice that nearly made you leap out of your skin, you turned around and standing there was the very girl you had briefly seen that rainy afternoon just three days ago.

“You gonna get that or should I?” She was wearing some grey sweats and a khaki tank top that showcased her huge biceps, you admired her toned forearms, unable to form any combination of words that wouldn’t make you sound like a complete and utter idiot. She must have noticed you staring though because she repeated the question with a raised eyebrow and a small smirk. “Hello?” She asked.

“Right… sorry” you immediately responded. You laughed nervously and hurriedly ran to the tea kettle, a small blush forming on your cheeks as you removed it from the stovetop. While pouring the hot water into a small cup you quickly threw the tea bag in so she wouldn’t notice your shaking hands, as you threw the bag in you quietly ignored the quickening beat of your heart. At this point you couldn’t tell if the shaking was because you were startled by her sudden presence or if you were nervous because of the literal goddess staring down at you.

“Sorry again about that I was just distracted.” You looked up and she was studying you with those same blue eyes, the intensity from her gaze made you ramble on.

“Did you want some tea? I accidentally boiled too much water, I guess eyeballing measurements just isn’t my forte.” You chuckled again, clearly flustered by this gorgeous woman looking at you in your damn pajamas. Somehow even at two in the morning she managed to look effortlessly beautiful and you couldn’t help but be fiercely jealous of her overwhelming confidence. Up until now, no one had ever had this effect on you, then all of a sudden this stranger looks at you once and BOOM you’re a stuttering mess.

“Sure, does this place have any chamomile tea?” She said nonchalantly while grabbing a chair from the stack in the corner. She sat in it backwards with her arms resting on top of the chair and you flashed a glance at her toned forearms “holy shit is she strong” you thought.

“Yeah, I’m having some too actually.” You poured out the tea and sat down across from her, this was the first time you had actually been able to really see her and you were in awe of how gorgeous she was; Her hair was in a simple braid which had a few strands astray (most likely from sleeping in it) and she had these adorable freckles that spread from her face all the way down to her arms. She was staring at her cup with those same intense blue eyes—this time the fluorescents adding a tint of green to them—she looked like a statue that was literally sculpted by the Gods and you couldn’t take your eyes off of her. As you looked down at her calloused hands that were cupping the warm ceramic cup, you noticed that they were a lot larger than your own, but they also had a delicacy to them; the kind of delicacy that deserved to be in a museum. Every aspect of her was absolutely perfect and never in your life had you seen someone like her, you were struck with this sudden need to know everything about her (even though she didn’t really seem like the chatty kind). Consumed by the essence of her beauty and strength you almost hadn’t realized that she was talking to you, and “oh God” You thought “I was staring again”.

“So uh… what’s your name?” It was obvious she was trying to fill the silence but there was a softness and kindness to her words, almost as if she was trying to appear harmless. 

“Y/n and yours?” You replied in the calmest way that you could even though your hands were shaking like crazy, you gripped on to your cup for dear life hoping she wouldn’t notice. You were always so terrible around new people and now with the combination of not just a complete stranger, but an incredibly charming and attractive stranger? You were surely doomed.

“It’s Abigail but you can call me Abby, most everybody does.” She was clearly not oblivious to your nervous manner (and your staring) but she pretended not to notice, probably to spare you the embarrassment. Having people stare at her was nothing new to Abby and honestly, she liked it. She felt powerful and strong when men were intimidated by her, but the way y/n was staring at her was different. It certainly wasn’t fear because despite the shaking of y/n’s hands that she tried so desperately to conceal, she didn’t look at Abby with fear “Perhaps it was admiration?” Abby thought. But she soon nudged any ideas of romanticism from her mind figuring that y/n was probably into those douchebags who act cocky and disrespectful but are too chicken to ask a girl out; Abby despised disrespectful people. However, if there was anything that Abby hated more than disrespectful assholes, it was embarrassment. Abby’s confidence was one of her greatest strengths, it was like a shield she put forward that helped her endure the incredibly misogynistic environment she lived in. She figured that the staring was just intimidation. Abby was quite confident in her ability to judge a person’s character and brushed any thoughts of attraction to the back of her mind, not wanting to risk the possibility of rejection or being wrong. 

“So what brings you to the cafeteria at this fine hour? Besides the tea of course.” She smirked, her smile was so infectious that you couldn’t help but smile as well.

“I woke up and couldn’t go back to sleep, figured I’d drink some tea and read for a bit in the commons room. Better than laying in my bed and staring at the ceiling for an hour I guess.” You stopped yourself before you could say something stupid or embarrassing. “What about you?”

“I just got here a couple days ago and I’m a pretty light sleeper which normally would be fine, but that damn thunder won’t shut the hell up!” She pointed her fist to the sky dramatically and you couldn’t help but giggle, she looked at you with a smile. “They stationed me here to do some work and I haven’t had much time to myself, they gave me some time off tomorrow and now thanks to this storm I’m gonna spend it passed out in my bed.” She paused, contemplating her words before continuing. “I’m glad I met you though, late nights are much better with company.” You could feel a heat trickle to your cheeks. “So what are you reading?” 

“Pride and Prejudice” You answered excitedly. “It’s my favourite book, I’ve read it like a hundred times. I guess I’m just a sucker for cheesy love stories” She grinned.

“It was good but Elizabeth? She was way out of Darcy’s league, I mean yeah she had pride but Darcy was prideful and snobby.” You giggled at her response and the thought of this tough and brawny girl reading Jane Austen. “I mean, if you’re gonna have a terrible character trait just choose one. Not both!” 

“Okay… But you gotta admit they were perfect for each other” You added. “Their weaknesses complimented each other and then their strengths the same. It’s like they were meant to find each other, and I mean just the thought of something like that gives me hope you know?” She looked at you with a raised eyebrow, urging you to elaborate. “Soulmates, I mean… just the thought of there being one single person on this entire Earth who was put here alongside you, the perfect match who’s strengths compliment your weaknesses and vice versa makes me feel some sort of hope.” You felt yourself getting carried away and decided to let her speak. “What can I say, I guess I’m nothing if not an optimist.”

“I get what you mean but I feel like that’ll just set you up for disappointment. There's so much more to life than just love and finding your ‘soulmate’. There’s thunderstorms, books, good food, there’s family and friends, and strangers that make you tea.” she glanced at you and your heart skipped a beat “this is insane!” You thought “Not only is she totally gorgeous, but she’s smart and funny? God she’s so perfect I think I might melt where I stand”

“Fine, fine, you got me there.” You smiled and was struck with this sudden feeling of security that you’d never felt before Abby, and though you’d never really admit it, you realized that all this time living in a facility had made you really lonely. Speaking to Abby was seriously the first time in this place that you weren’t thinking about the end of the world or crying over lost family and friends. At this small fold-out table in this dull and dreary cafeteria, you felt the first modicum of safety that you hadn’t felt for a really long time, and it was all because of her. You noticed that your mind had wandered off again of course but Abby’s mind seemed to be elsewhere as well, she had an almost nervous or unsure look on her face.

“Hey, so I know you said you were gonna go read in the commons room but do you think you could ditch Elizabeth and Darcy for a bit? I haven’t really gotten a chance to see this place and I was hoping you could maybe give me a tour.” Abby asked in a casual tone, hoping y/n wouldn’t notice the slight nervousness in her voice. 

“Of course! I’d love to show you around, though there isn’t much to see other than empty halls and abandoned rooms” You replied enthusiastically. You were ecstatic, she was the first person you had really connected with in a while and you jumped at the opportunity to spend more time with her.

“I don’t mind, as long as I have you to keep me company.” She winked at you and smiled warmly. You felt your heart skip a beat again “Is Abby flirting with me?” You thought. “Nah, probably not” She was the coolest and most beautiful girl you’d ever seen. What would she see in you? Plus Abby probably isn’t even into girls, she’s just being friendly.

You walked her through each of the empty halls and corridors while you guys chatted about books, friends, family, life before the outbreak, and everything in between. You even traded embarrassing dating stories in which you both had to stifle loud outbursts of laughter so you wouldn’t wake up the rest of the facility. While you were speaking about your various dating escapades you decided to sprinkle in a story about a girl to see Abby’s reaction.

“Okay okay I got a good one, so once I was dating this girl and we actually moved in with each other like a month into the relationship but that’s not important. Anyways, so I had this cat right and when we broke up a few months later and she moved out, she took the cat!” You both bursted out laughing. “She literally stole my cat and I was so pissed that I keyed ‘thief’ into her car.” 

“Remind me not to piss you off y/n, you’re a vengeful one.” Abby chuckled and responded casually. You were slightly unsatisfied, she hadn’t reacted to that statement (or any of the subtly gay references you made) at all and you couldn’t tell if it was because she liked girls or because she didn’t care. It didn’t really bother you that much though because this was the most fun you had had in a long time. When you were laughing and talking with Abby all the thoughts about your family and impending doom—thoughts that were once constant—had begun to fade away. All that mattered now was Abby, she was the best thing that had happened to you in a really long time and you were so grateful to have met her.

By the time you guys had decided to depart it was six in the morning, Abby walked you back to your room and you couldn’t help but feel like every atom in your entire body was vibrating. 

You had spent an entire night with this amazing girl who was now the first friend that you’ve had in a while, your cheeks were bright red and your heart felt like it was shaking. When you laid your head on your pillow to sleep you couldn’t shake the thought of those brilliant blue eyes, and that clever, knowing grin that made you melt. God, and you couldn’t forget those gigantic biceps, you just wanted her to crush your skull with those beautiful, freckled arms. You adored her, and as you drifted off into a deep and peaceful slumber you dreamt of the most incredibly gorgeous, funny, charming, and intelligent girl you had ever met: Abigail Anderson.

[makeste]

BnHA Chapter 281: The Unkillable Shigaraki Tomura

Previously on BnHA: Gigantomachia, who had done nothing but mindlessly rampage about for the past few chapters, to the point where I honestly forgot that he was actually a sentient thinking person and not just a big dumb pokemon, suddenly became strangely chatty and very calculatingly homicidal, and nearly killed poor Mina. Thankfully Kiri dove in and stopped her from being squished by him which WOULD HAVE SUCKED A LOT, and to make a long story short he successfully fed Machia the sedative, which he technically did with Mina’s help, so it was technically a tag team effort, if a bit of a controversial one! But anyway, so Machia was all “itadakimasu”, and hopefully he’ll finally go to sleep soon now that everyone’s favorite Guy We’ve Heard A Lot About But Have Never Seen In Action, Majestic, is also on the scene! The chapter ended with Tomura weirdly monologuing about his dad right in front of Endeavor while possibly turning into a big moth monster. I’m not really sure lol. We’ll see where this goes.

Today on BnHA: Would you believe me if I told you that the pro heroes found a way to fuck it all up again. Would that surprise you in any kind of way. I’m sorry, were you expecting Endeavor’s attempt to light Tomura on fire to be any more effective the seventh time around? If at first you don’t succeed, right. Were you expecting Tomura to suddenly become less unkillable than he’s been for the past dozen chapters. Were you expecting them to not stand around for pages on end listening to him rant and watching him grow more Transcendent by the second and doing absolutely nothing about it. What manga have you been reading. Well let me just tell you, they certainly do fuck it up. And Gran Torino is probably more paste now than man, but the dust hasn’t cleared yet so that angst is on hold till a later date! Right now we have more pressing things to deal with, like the fact that Tomura finally remembered he has Quirk-Be-Gone bullets in his pocket, and is FINALLY PULLING THEM OUT, and so alas, the time has finally come for A CERTAIN SOMEONE TO LOSE THEIR QUIRK LIKE I’VE BEEN SAYING THIS WHOLE TIME, and in related news I am seriously considering booking an Airbnb cabin somewhere in the woods with no internet service just so I can avoid spoilers next week sob.

y’all. trying to avoid spoilers every week is such a futile goddamn exercise lol. I turn off asks, I filter every BnHA spoiler-related tag I can think of, and lately I’ve even gone so far as to filter the literal chapter number. and yet shit will still happen, and blogs that NEVER talk about the manga leaks will just randomly post about them out of the blue all of a sudden with no tags, and that’s just how it goes. short of unplugging my PC from Wednesday night until Friday afternoon, I can’t think of any way to avoid it completely

anyway, so long story short I think something might happen with Gran Torino. thankfully all I caught was his name and no other details, so let’s see how it goes I guess!

(ETA: well it certainly went!!)

oh GOODY we’re opening with this asshole lol

what is even happening in Tomura’s mind right now that he gets fire-stabbed through the torso after battling a few rounds with the number one hero and his pals, a few minutes after waking up as a Transcendent Noumu Man and Thanos-ing half a city, and he apparently decides that now is the perfect time to start reminiscing about his dad. I am genuinely curious what his thought process is here. these are some VERY strange neurons to be firing right now. boy are you all right

anyway so here are some panels of the heroes not finishing Tomura off, which is apparently their specialty. I like the part where RockLockRock is pointing in a completely different direction. I don’t know what fight he’s watching. anyways I also like the part where Aizawa says “we’ve got to finish this up quick”, and absolutely no one does anything to follow up on this

this has all the urgency of a bunch of guys in overalls leaning against a farm fence and chewing on some long pieces of straw

OOH THE CHAPTER IS CALLED “PLUS ULTRA”, MY INTEREST IS IMMEDIATELY PIQUED?? that’s not a name you use for just any humdrum chapter! oh damn. I’m not sure where this is going but you have got my attention

anyway so Tomura is repeating his “heroes are all fake losers” speech, seeing as Gran asked him politely

and he’s making it out like heroes just ignore any problems that they can’t fix, and “silently sweep the filth of society under the rug.” and he has a point of course. but it would sound much more convincing not coming from a guy whose apparent solution to this problem is “just kill everyone.” like, my dude. I don’t think your particular political platform is the revolutionary answer we’ve all been seeking here

anyway so this is all probably resonating more with some readers than others. myself, I don’t think “ALL HEROES ARE GARBAGE SCUM” is the logical conclusion to be drawn from the whole “society has some problems that we really need to look at” thing, and I don’t think scrapping the entire system is somehow the only viable resolution here. the whole League/PLF argument essentially seems to be that because heroes are not perfect, they should completely be eliminated. which to me is akin to saying that because your house has a leaky roof, you need to tear the whole thing down and never build another house again because houses are inherently flawed. when it’s more like, okay you definitely do need to fix the roof because that can lead to mold and rotting wood and electrical problems and shit, but you don’t necessarily need to tear the whole place down. and even if you do, there’s nothing stopping you from building another, better house using the knowledge you obtained from your experience with the first one! and also, the one thing you definitely do not need to do under any circumstances is to tear down the house, and then go and murder everyone in your town...?? like, those two things don’t connect at all??? ???

anyways so yeah. I know he’s a traumatized little bugger so I don’t hold it against him too much, but this is basically the kind of thought train I start having whenever one of these guys starts monologuing like this. but anyway let’s read on

okay so the next page is basically a flashback to him wandering around the streets in his bare feet covered in blood as a five-year-old child, and everyone proceeding to ignore the shit out of him! which, yeah, that was pretty fucked up! and is still one of the few things I don’t agree with this series about at all. like, I could definitely see as many as 95% of the passerby ignoring him in favor of being shitty people who turn a blind eye to anything that might inconvenience them. but I don’t agree with every single person ignoring him even though he is right there. “don’t agree” as in I don’t think it would actually happen that way, I should clarify. and I just don’t like the implied message this seems to convey. Mr. Rogers doesn’t agree with it either! but okay whatever, for the purposes of the story I’ll accept it as is, and it certainly does serve as an excellent foundation for Tomura’s complete nihilism and lack of faith in humanity’s... well, humanity

anyway so I’ll just post the rest of his rant and be done with it

by the way, because I can already imagine people drawing the obvious parallels to the real life problems the U.S. and many other countries are facing with systemic racism and rampant corruption in law enforcement, I’m just gonna take a moment and say I don’t think the situations are exactly the same, although we certainly have seen some troubling things in BnHA particularly on the law enforcement side (Twice acquiring a criminal record at age 16 -- and for that matter, him being an orphaned 16-year-old who didn’t seem to have any kind of support from anyone?? -- because someone stepped in front of his bike comes to mind). and they’ve definitely got their share of shady government biz as well with the HPSC and their fun child soldiers programs. the thing is, though, that Tomura and Stain and the PLF never seem to address these specific problems, and instead for some reason jump straight to the heroes somehow being at the root of all this. idk. to me it doesn’t make sense. but anyways

okay but something is DEFINITELY going on with this kid at this point lol

I really think he is turning into a moth or something. he’s definitely becoming more Noumufied with each passing second at the very least. he’s technically a High End now, right? so does this mean he’s gonna get the black Noumu skin too like Hood and the rest of them?

anyway but it sure is something how Endeavor and Gran Torino and everyone just continue to FUCKING STAND THERE DOING NOTHING while Tomura's monster movie impressions grow more convincing by the moment! like, do you think Aizawa’s quirk just runs forever?? do you think he’s having fun standing there not blinking?? no worries, we’ve got infinite time!! let’s listen to what the mass murderer has to say!! it’ll be a good learning experience for the LITERAL CHILDREN who are also standing right there and who Tomura is explicitly targeting!! anyways don’t mind me I’m just waiting for one single character in this entire chapter to do or say something that actually makes some fucking sense

THANK YOU!!!!

MAYBE NEXT TIME WE DON’T PATIENTLY WAIT AND LET HIM RANT ABOUT OUR DECAYING SOCIETY AND THE DICHOTOMY OF HEROES AND VILLAINS FOR TWENTY GODDAMN MINUTES FIRST. but at least we’re back on track now jesus christ

“thanks for your monologue! but you are already dead!!” Endeavor my man, I hate to break it to you but --

yeah

oooooooh but now Gran is slamming Tomura back into the ground from behind! good job Gran. actually it’s all very disturbing watching you all violently try to kill him over and over again even though I was complaining about you not doing that. like, I get that there’s absolutely no other option at this point, but holy shit that’s still rough

anyway but OF COURSE he’s still somehow STILL JUST FINE THOUGH

how in the hell is he just literally unkillable even without his quirks. the hell did the doc even do to him. the hell was in that fish tank

Gran says he’s somehow even faster than he was before -- OH SHIT, YOU AIN’T KIDDING

hey Gran, so you might want to be a bit more careful here, because I did read your name and all, and at first I wasn’t really thinking that meant you were definitely going to die, but now I am kind of thinking that you are definitely going to die lolllll sob

I gotta admit, Horikoshi’s strategy of putting every single character in a rotation where they take turns being in terrible danger was very effective at masking who was actually going to give up the ghost! but he is definitely the most expendable one at this point. oh shit

AND APPARENTLY EVERYONE ELSE REALIZED IT TOO OH SHIT

oh my god oh my god I’m afraid to scroll down. I see what looks like a bit of blood splatter down there on the right and ohhhhh godddd

oof he got a taste of his own medicine

shit. yeah he is definitely dying. everyone, after a thorough review by the counterfeit death flag panel, we have found that these death flags are actually legit. Gran just so happens to meet several of those criteria that I posted a couple weeks back. this one’s for real guys, oh shit oh fuck

oh my GOD WHAT ARE YOU DOING HAVING A FLASHBACK, MAN?? ARE YOU INSANE. THIS IS HOW THEY GET YOU. oh man well it’s your funeral bud

what a lovely scene showing us the root of Kotaro’s traumas, and by extension, Tomura’s. anyway so this is exactly what Tomura was talking about though isn’t it. but what else was Nana supposed to do?? AFO would have hunted her down and killed both Kotaro and her, instead of just her. she could have gone into hiding with him, maybe, but then what about OFA? what about Toshinori? he’s also a child and he’s also in danger. the entire world is in fucking danger if no one ever does anything to stop AFO. it was a fucking catch-22 for her. the moral of this story, as far as I can see, is that heroes are very brave people and also that being a hero fucking sucks

side note, I kind of wonder who Kotaro’s father is. he’s never mentioned; was he already dead? or is he just the biggest deadbeat in existence?? aside from Deku’s fucking dad at any rate

-- there’s no possible way it’s GRAN, right??

OUR choice?? there’s no way that’s your fucking kid, right. please tell me this is just an odd choice of words my dude

(ETA: okay so a bunch of people informed me that Nana’s husband was in fact killed, and a very helpful anon reminded me that Gran confirmed that back in chapter 95. which is one of my all-time favorite chapters so I really have no excuse for forgetting that, except that I always just skip straight to the beach hug when I reread it lol. anyway so yeah this is just an awkwardly translated line on RHA’s part.)

I DON’T LIKE SEEING NANA SAD ;_; oh my god. I hate AFO so much. I’m like beyond furious at him right now, FUCK YOU SO HARD for everything you did to Nana and Kotaro and Tenko and all of them. angry face. grrrr

aaaaaaand Gran’s getting murdered

welp. that’s just. a real lovely thing for all of Japan to witness, and for All Might to watch on live television because he wouldn’t fucking change the channel to SpongeBob like Eri wanted

and meanwhile Deku is RIGHT THERE LIVE ON SET MERE FEET AWAY and I’m not sure I can take whatever the expression on his face is gonna be, you guys. fuck me. it’s gonna be bad isn’t it. it’s gonna rip my heart out and shove it in a ninja blender isn’t it

oh shit it’s not at all what I thought, actually

I was expecting more like the typical wide-eyes, freezing-up-in-horror jazz, possibly while everything went briefly slow-motion. but instead he’s gone full Raging Anime Protag, which is actually kind of great. oh my god but there really is so much pain in that expression too. and I think some legit fucking murder intent?? I think this boy really fully intends to kill Tomura if he can lay his hands on him right now

THANKS SO MUCH ENDEAVOR

HE SAYS, AS HE STANDS THERE AND DOES ABSOLUTELY NOTHING TO STOP IT. typical adult pro uselessness. where is Katsuki

OH SHIT HE WAS RIGHT BEHIND BUT TOMURA WAS ONE STEP AHEAD OF BOTH OF THEM

jesus christ Deku, if Tomura hadn’t already murdered the daylights out of him I’m pretty sure you just finished the job

but more importantly WHERE IS HE GOING AND SOMEONE BETTER FUCKING PROTECT AIZAWA GODDAMMIT. WHY ARE YOU ALL SO TERRIBLE AT THIS. if Momo was in charge it wouldn’t be like this

sob so OF COURSE he’s heading STRAIGHT TOWARD AIZAWA, and at this point I genuinely don’t even know what’s gonna happen. hey Shouto now would be a really nice time for you to butt in. anyone got another last minute save up their ass. I know we’ve been using them up left and right; I’m worried we might have finally run dry

OH SHIT RYUUKYUU

I literally forgot she was there. she hasn’t so much as been in the background for however many chapters. girl where the fuck were you. I hope you know there’s an epidemic of top ten heroes being killed and/or maimed lately and have taken the appropriate precautions, but let’s face it, you probably have not. please know that if you die I will set Horikoshi’s car on fire

so now Tomura... is... doing... this

at first I thought he was boring through her giant dragon hand like a drill somehow because this is a very violent chapter and that seemed par for the course. but now he’s saying that he’s losing stamina so I don’t know! all I know is lady heroes are awesome and this has been your friendly reminder

LMAO

YEP that’s some straight up killing intent sob he’s gonna choke the life out of you at 100%

DEKU YOU SCARY

NEITHER OF THEM FORGIVE EACH OTHER. OH MY STARS AND DAUGHTERS HOW’S IT GONNA END

...well. guess I should be grateful he didn’t aim a bit lower down sob. his future children are grateful for sure

OOH HERE COMES KACCHAN. GOING FOR THAT COMBO

(ETA: actually I think this is Endeavor. but in my defense you can barely see him at all and their quirks look exactly the same from this distance!)

is this chapter really going to end in the exact same way as the one four chapters ago but with a deader Gran Torino

fun fact, “one more hit” never would have worked anyway, so regardless of how Tomura proceeds to fuck this up with those FUCKING QUIRK BULLETS YOU ASSHOLE, I SEE YOU THERE!!, they still wouldn’t have won. how do you kill someone who straight up doesn’t die

anyways though, oh my god?! lmao. is Aizawa gonna lose his quirk. because we’re all fucked if that happens. KATSUKI IS THIS IT. IS THIS YOUR MOMENT AT LAST

OH MY FREAKING LORD

THAT’S IT. THAT’S THE FUCKING END OF THE CHAPTER. I AM FULLY BESIDE MYSELF. I AM GOING TO LOSE MY MIND

next week I really will have to just freaking shut my PC off and boycott tumblr lulz. oh my god. well, let’s recap

if Aizawa loses his quirk everyone will freaking die

if Endeavor loses his quirk then everyone will rightfully be angry because Shouto wasn’t there to partake in the angst

he’s not going to aim at RLR or Manual because he only has a handful of these things and that would honestly be a waste

Deku isn’t going to lose his quirk because he’s the main fucking character, and because Tomura wants his quirk for himself

Ryuukyuu is a possibility but he seems to already be dealing with her, and if he wanted to use the bullet on her he could have stabbed her with it already just now

and Gran Torino is already a pulp, so he frankly has bigger things to worry about, like making his peace with having been killed by the guy who I’m like 96% sure isn’t his grandson, but that’s still way less sure than I was an hour ago so what’s even up with that but anyways

so that leaves... oh my. look at that. so yeah, I’m calling it now: Tomura is going to yeet this fucking thing at Aizawa with some crazy Noumu hand-chuckin’ speed, but Katsuki will take the bullet for him instead. we will then have a rare opportunity to watch Deku go through his own rage-fueled powerup! and then we will see whose rage-fueled powerup is rage-ier. Tomura’s or Deku’s. and it’s gonna be a lot of fun. upside down smiley face

[incomprehensiblelentils]

@dollsome-does-tumblr​ does this and opened it up to anyone and I am feeling chatty today SO!

Because I co-write a lot with my lovely wife, I might answer some questions including those co-written stories, or I might not, depends on how I feel when I get there.

name:

Megan but I go by Lentils most places on the internet, Shadowcrawler over on AO3

fandoms:

at the moment: MCU, especially Agents of SHIELD and Daredevil; Terminator: Dark Fate; Halt and Catch Fire. Oh and I wrote Dollhouse fanfics a thousand years ago. Sometimes I will watch a movie/show and think “those two girls should be gay” and bang out 2k of fic about it and then never write for that fandom again. (I THOUGHT this was going to be HACF but as it turns out, no, it’s not done with me yet.)

where you post:

AO3, at Shadowcrawler. I also have a tumblr @lentils-writes​ where theoretically I post links to fics/advertise them in the tags, because I used to be real precious about not putting porn on this blog, but fuck it.

most popular multi-chapter fic:

Co-written, it’s definitely mallverse, which is I think the reason most writers definitely hate us because it’s very long and there are a lot of tags lmao. The problem is that every tagged character HAS shown up in a significant fashion at some point so we can’t just...untag them! It doesn’t update weekly anymore because we’re exhausted by life lmao so at least there’s that???

As for a multi-chapter fic that was just me, I don’t tend to do that so much, so actually it’s say you will, my 3-chapter Endgame fix-it where Clint dies instead of Natasha and Natasha and Laura have a past. It actually has over 1000 hits which is very exciting! I feel like it’s...niche in a way that is frustrating but understandable lol. I put a lot of my heart into it and some people really liked it, so that’s gratifying.

favorite story you’ve written so far:

Co-written, I think our SHIELD Dollhouse AU is very underrated for the amount of work we put into it. Author bias evident here because I love Dollhouse warts and all, and it’s a lot of fun translating episode plots as well as the general trajectory of the show into stuff that will work with SHIELD characters. We don’t just rewrite episodes, we really try and rework them as needed. Also it features both Skimmons and my beloved rarepair Bobbi/Kara, though of course they won’t get together until later.

Of my own stuff, I’m still really really proud of the AU where Kara Palamas didn’t die. I think that was a pretty severe misstep of the show and I think I did a good job of fixing it. (I haven’t forgotten Kara, promise!)

fic you were nervous to post:

lolololol I wrote some uh. Terminator pornography last year and. They are very porny! I had co-written a bunch of smut obviously, but that was the first time I’d posted like, PWP all by myself on purpose??? and that was TERRIFYING. Also I was very nervous to post the Engame fix-it because that was my own personal goodbye/tribute to Natasha.

how you choose your titles:

They are always either song lyrics or jokes (such as Three Lawyers and a Baby, my Daredevil Accidental Baby Acquisition fic). My WIP docs are always titled either obvious shit like “RoseJannah horse girls” or memes like “what if we belonged to a fire cult and we fucked haha just kidding unless...?” or “Morgan has two mommies.”

do you outline?:

B and I typically outline for the co-written fics, although it’s more often chapter-by-chapter outlines since that’s how we write them. On occasion we’ve fully planned multi-chapter stuff out in advance but that’s less common. Oh and the one-shots are nearly always outlined as well, just to keep ourselves organized.

When I have written planned multi-chapter fics in the past I have used outlines - particularly for the Kara one and I had to do that for the SHIELD Kill Bill AU because I was trying to follow the format of the movie. For things that are allegedly supposed to be one-shots I almost never outline, which turns out to be a terrible idea when they inevitably balloon beyond my control and become 45k like say you will. That one, I wrote out a list of scenes I thought needed to be in it and then I wrote about 75% of those scenes and then I wrote a bunch more scenes I hadn’t planned for. Don’t be like me, kids!

complete fics:

According to AO3, 89 as of right now. Uh, you do not want me to list all of them, here’s a link, I guess!

in progress:

I don’t understand what the difference is between this question and the WIP questions lmao help????

posted WIPs that I have active plans to continue at this time:

Cowritten: mallverse as I said, and its femslash smut oneshots spinoff and character flashbacks spinoff and older characters/teachers spinoff (these get updated, uh, irregularly), the first half of a Piper/Snowflake SHIELD s7 fic that we are planning on finishing the second half of soonish, SHIELD Dollhouse AU, SHIELD Teen Beach AU, SHIELD Buffy AU. You may notice a pattern!

By myself, I have: Have Your Elf a Merry Little Christmas, a Terminator Hallmark Christmas fic that I ambitiously posted the first chapter of in 2019 and then lost steam immediately (I am going to go back to it sooner or later bc I had some cute ideas for it); the SHIELD Fate of the Furious AU that has one chapter to go and which I do intend on finishing eventually; Three Lawyers and a Little Lady, the Daredevil Accidentally Baby Acquisition AU that is literally just cute kidfic and poly avocados and which I have a bunch of ideas for and just need to buckle down and finish some.

posted WIPs that I have given up on:

Lol so there’s a Dollhouse Caroline/Bennett Doctor Who AU that I wrote purely as idfic and which nobody ever cared about except me, and I think that ship has sailed! RIP darlings. I also had an ongoing Skimmons series waaaay back when where I posted oneshots that were like missing scenes or gay readings for each s1 episode, and I just feel like it would be inauthentic to even try and finish it at this point. (It does include the first ever Skimmons fic to be posted on AO3! Really truly, there’s one fic that shows up as older but it’s an ongoing fic and was updated with the tag way after I posted mine.)

exchange fics due soon/unrevealed:

I haven’t done an exchange since like 2015 lololol I am so bad at them. I am currently working on finishing up my MCU Femslash bingo card, very late, and I do have plans for almost all of the remaining squares!

WIPs that live in my fanfic folder and are incomplete and who knows when they’ll be finished:

“RoseJannah horse girls,” which has been put on hold temporarily but is literally just Rose and Jannah being gay while riding orbaks

half of a Daisy/Gwen fic from Marvel Rising because I know they’re not making any more of those but I stg those two were really gay

multiple fics about Elise Nelson-Page including: avocados Halloween with smol Elise, Aunt Elektra very reluctantly taking smol Elise shopping until she realizes smol Elise also likes weapons (she buys her a fake katana), Uncle Frank is a pushover and spoils the shit out of Elise, and baby Elise has a high fever and everyone freaks out but then she gets better and smile at them for the first time (inspired by baby me lol).

coming soon/not yet started:

“Morgan has two mommies,” yet another Endgame fix-it where Maya Hansen did not die in Iron Man 3 and she resurfaces and she and Pepper kiss and eventually she adopts Morgan

Claire and Colleen go on a nice date to get coffee/tea where Danny doesn’t interrupt them goddammit

Bobbi/Kara Warehouse 13 AU which is sort of like “For the Team” but gayer ft. grappling hook

X-Men: Evolution Tabby/Amara fluff

Cameron/Donna character study disguised as smut

Grace proposes to Dani with a ring made out of the metal from her power source and Carl officiates the wedding 

Dani gets horny watching Grace eat a peach and jerks off and Grace ends up hearing her and then they fuck (I have been calling this “the peach fic” in my head but I gotta stop being delicate about it lmfao it is just porn)

B and I have plans to do a Nico/Karolina Jasper in Deadland AU but we keep forgetting

I MUST WRITE FOGGY AND KAREN SADLY FUCKING IN A CHURCH WHILE THEY MOURN MATT THIS YEAR I STG

do you accept prompts:

uhhhhhh I have on occasion written a prompt for someone before but it’s pretty rare and I have enough trouble writing the shit I come up with in my own head lol. but never say never?

upcoming story you are most excited to write:

I’ve got a bit of the Bobbi/Kara Warehouse fic written and it’s nice to go back to that world. Also I’m weirdly excited about the Cam/Donna smutty character study I mentioned above, I have a lot of what I think are good ideas for it and it’ll be fun.

tagging @unwind-myself @swiftzeldas @swashbucklery @loved-the-stars-too-fondly and, if you want to, you!

[seafoamchild]

i have felt so weird the past few days. i had a bad night on thursday when i kept getting big parties at work and they weren’t tipping me accordingly even though i was giving them great service. like i had a 10 top of medical students and of course the one foreign guy who doesn’t understand our tipping culture comes up and corners me and makes me swipe his card so he can pay for everything without the other people knowing, then he tips me $15 on a $180 bill. i was so fucking mad, like that party was taking up 3 of my 4 tables for HOURS!!! i was so done! i literally went up to the other end of the table and very politely told the guys there that their friend had covered the meal, but he tipped me less than 10 percent and i knew it was only because he didn’t know the tipping culture. and guess what! they gave me an extra $20 in cash. i’m lucky that particular restaurant has like no rules and the managers don’t care, but at my other restaurant or any other corporate-type restaurant i could have easily been fired for doing that. like how fucked up that i have to be THAT aggressive to get the money i am owed and that also servers technically aren’t allowed to like stand up for themselves because “It makes the restaurant look bad” like FUCK that i have bills to pay, i want the money i worked for and deserve! 

well i had another bad night on friday at my other job when stuff kept going wrong over and over again, whatever, but saturday morning i came in and immediately got a 10 top of guys who were trying to drink the restaurant out of tecate, and they succeeded and ordered 100 tecates and a bunch of tequila shots and food and stuff. their bill was $675 and i took care of them for 4 hours, talking to them and chilling and even drinking a few beers with them, i was SURE they were going to give me a massive tip - turns out they split the bill so one guy tipped me on the food bill but the guy who paid for the drinks - A FOUR HUNDRED DOLLAR TAB - left me NOTHING. NOTHING!!! i was like.. so in shock. that should have been at least an $80 tip and honestly more than that considering how much work i did for them. i could not BELIEVE it! i felt like i had been sooooo taken advantage of! i hate feeling like that and i feel like that a lot because i am such a genuinely nice person! it was such a day-ruiner. i did the ultimate no-no and found the guy on facebook and messaged him that i thought there must have been a mistake, and he actually did message me back and said they would venmo me but i’m not keeping my hopes high that they’ll actually do it. whatever UGH. this job is so frustrating sometimes. but the constant drama and high stress keep me on my toes which is what i need, to be quite honest. 

oh and then also today i had this brother and sister at one of my tables and the brother was really fucking hot and he was laughing at all my jokes and like clearly into me and his sister even asked me if i was single and i said Yeah and then she looked at her brother and was like “isn’t that convenient?” and i thought he would leave his number and he DIDN’T!!! god dammit! i guess only creeps leave their numbers on receipts? idk. i would have texted him

but yeah so there were a lot of lows this weekend and i also partied a lot, went to an EDM show on friday night and got sooooo fucked up on vodka red bulls and ran into this guy i used to do summer landscaping with so it was actually really cool catching up with him. i said i wasn’t gonna party again on saturday but i was so mad from the whole getting stiffed on a 400 dollar bill thing that i went out with sarah and we did a bunch of coke and drank tequila and it was a really weird night because the first bar we went to, this girl outside the bar started screaming hysterically like i legit thought a cat was being strangled or something, but it was this girl screaming about how her rapist was there at the bar and fuck everyone for letting him roam free and it was honestly so sad and awful i wished there was something i could have done to help her (other people were helping her though). set a weird tone for the night. we were too coked up and sarah walked home with me and started sobbing and telling me all about her abusive piece of shit ex boyfriend and i didn’t know how to help other than just listen and not judge and be there for her. 

i felt bad the next day from the coke hangover, i was just really sad and down and honestly thought i needed to cry it all out. i went for a walk on the east side by all the nice houses and the lake and it was so misty and chilly, couldn’t even see a block in front of me. it was eerie but nice even though i felt sad. then i drove to my parents house before work to drop off some stuff and i realized as soon as i drove out of milwaukee it suddenly was 65 degrees and sunny and perfect!! i freaked out and realized this was probably the last warm day of the whole fucking year!! i immediately put up my shift and amazingly jason got me covered so i got off work and then we drove together all the way to the illinois border and went on a walk through the woods with his friend brandon. it was so much fun!! i was feeling really manic and i was ON one, telling all these funny stories and being chatty AF. the late afternoon light was so beautiful on all the trees and the meadow. we walked for a long time, then went to an italian restaurant and had pasta and wine and calamari and just laughed and laughed. it was a good ass day, hanging out with jason, going to woodmans and getting a bag of jellybeans and all this fancy water and just having fun. 

yesterday i walked around with behr and got ramen and drank ginger turmeric tea at rochambo and it was nice to talk. i actually said a lot of shit about sam and the stuff he used to do that would bother me soooo much, i guess i just needed to vent irl instead of on here. behr does understand though. she’s a good friend. then we saw ryan the bartender from work who i kind of have a crush on and we all hung out for what turned into a couple hours, showing each other our hilarious childhood pictures and just laughing and talking. i had no makeup on and i looked like shit so i was self conscious but what-fucking-ever honestly. i had a good time. 

i guess i haven’t been with anyone for like 7 or 8 months now and i feel like i definitely want to wait for someone who deserves me but i’m also bored and antsy too. i don’t even know like any straight boys lol. like who will like me for ME? i am very strange and goofy and i’m definitely not like, a Hot girl. i’m weirdly beautiful sometimes and really fuckin funny. but i rarely ever feel attracted to ANYONE. idk man! i have felt weird lately. just kinda lonely and nervous or something. blegh. tomorrow is a new day.

[tumblueberry]

Okay guys buckle up because I forgot to update Serena’s adventures last week and this one’s game has been amazing too. It’s three pages in word worth of text, you’ve been warned.

Last week:

We got to the nearest town in our way north to a Baroness' lands. Royce the human warlock knows her and apparently has some kind of deal (and respect to a point) this woman. The plan is to go there so they can do their business, tell her about the giants and dragons we saw and then continuing our quest to recovering his and our cleric's lost years of youth.

We arrive, a guard from a prominent order greets us and points us to the two inns in town. After chatting a bit about how things are here, we go to the good inn. There, we find our new bard YAAASS. His name is Justin Keis. Read it again. Yes. It's a pun. I love him already. Justin was talking to the bartender and she was being racist, so Nayah the human paladin stood up for him, and then the rest of the party just came down to the woman. Justin is a tiefling, btw! So, we obviously decided she didn't deserve our money! We went to the bad inn instead xD It smelled bad, everything was sticky and the bartender was an asshole, but at least he was like that to everybody and not just the weirdly colored, horned ones. There, we find our other new companion. His name is Elarel and he's a sea elf? Or something like that? An elf but like... green xD

Somehow we end up telling the man about what happened, he runs outta the place and we're left there with our super awful stews while we hear how people are freaking out. Of course, the boss of the previous guard enters the inn shortly after and we tell him again about the giants in the sky. Bit of time passes, we go to the small market and learn about ships not being able to go fishing because of the pirates. They have to buy food from nearby towns and everyone is misserable. I bought and stiletto though B) and Molk the lizzardfolk bought a big fish just to use the bone. Uro, his caracal companion, had a feast xD Then Royce bought some new clothes for the visit to the Baroness and I can't remember what else.

Anyway, we then go the beach and of course it turned into an anime beach episode. But like, with nudity and obscenity. First of, we made a little fire and Justin started playing his lute. Alana the half-elf clerid took off her clothes and ran into the water after a bit of meditation. Royce took off his clothes, swam and then started running after Uro with no success. But just imagine a 60 year old man, naked, running after a fucking caracal in a beach xDDD Meanwhile Molk was enjying some scuba diving and seeing THINGS, but we don't know what. Nayah joined us later in the water and Alana used thunderwave to create huge waves! It was cool, Serena swam along with the big wave and then did the little mermaid with her hair, looking just like one. I'm very proud of that. I also used shape water to create penises and boobs in the air with water xDDD After that I ran out of the water and rolled over the sand until I reached Justin and joined him with my flute. It was all very chill then. Last thing we did was making our own stew with potatoes and fish, not very good but better than the inn's lol. Then went to said inn, drank a bit, saw Royce having a fight with a random dude and then basically going to bed!

THE NEXT DAY aka today's game:

We wake up, take our horses and head out of this town promising to our dear Nayah we'll come back to help with the pirates. We also heard there were some trouble with missing people and attacks in the road we had to take up north, so we tell her we'll investigate. Later that day we set camp and look around for clues on big animals or something that could be attacking travelers... turns out, a fucking undead demon thing shows up. I don't know the name of the creature, but it was like a skelleton dog with fire instead of meat or furr. He saw Nayah, so we had to fight. During the fight we got lucky and the thing didn't touch us. We could destroy it and see how the palading precisely got the HDYWDT and it was awesome, she sank her axe into the creature's skull, it broke in half and then the entire thing turned into ashes. From them, we found a medallion with the symbol of the Lord of the Hells or something like that. Royce wanted to keep it but Nayah talked him into not wearing the symbol of a forbidden and perverted faith that was based in hurting others. So, we decide to not tell this to anyone, unlike the giant-dragons thingy in the previous town, and maybe only tell the mayor/person in power in the next place. We agree to shut our mouths and go to sleep.

Next day, we take our things and horses and ride to the next town, a happier, richer place. Less inhabitants but many farming lands. A guard stops us to say hello and ask our business and we're told they only had problems with outlaws. And something about the mayor but I didn't really get what's the deal with that woman :/ Anyway, the guard kindly points us towards the two taverns in town and we go to the less expensive one. Still kinda expensive for our little money looool. There, Royce tries to pick a fight with another random man but the owner of the inn was there and threw a dagger to the table where they were almost getting into the fight. They stop, obviously, and we go talk to the woman. She was an adventurer too once, and she sees us as adventurers to be. The woman asks us what we want, we talk about drinks and rooms, and then Royce asks for rumors. Justin said he wanted to play in the little scenario so I told the woman we would perform the greatest show she's ever seen! So, while Royce and Alana kinda exchange rumors with the owner, I start thinking about what the hell I will do. Now, I'm very sorry for myself, Serena and you guys, because I was NOT paying attention to them talking. My anxiety went over the roof and all I could do was trying to plan a good show by myself. The thing is, Justin's player was trying to get wifi from a plaza outdoors because he doesn't have it nstalled in his new students' rooms yet! So we could only communicate during his turns very briefly and through text, that made it more difficult to share info and plan shit. WELL, I can only remember that at some point Nayah and Royce were talking about the Baroness and gods and being a good person?? Oh, and that this woman apparently may have deals with pirates, yes, that's why Nayah was kinda angry and wanted to really talk to the Baroness. If this woman has a lot of farming land, produces a lot of food, and then has deals with pirates to prevent other towns from fishing aka getting their own food and way of living... they'll depend or her and her product, thus making her more rich sinc they have to buy food from her lands.

That's all I can gather :/ I may ask in private another day...

After that, more people arrive to drink after the day’s work, including the mayor and some friends of the innkeeper!

When they all had their talk time, the DM gave us bards the chance to describe what we do. And here goes our performance, I'm very proud of it, I had ideas and the dice really blessed us tonight :__) First, Justin starts playing the lute from the bar where we were drinking. I follow him for a few steps and then rise my voice so I'm heard “Ladies, gentlemen, dear audience here in our beloved Chatty Troll (the tavern lol)! Tonight you'll be witnesses of a very peculiar performance from the hands of the most singular Justin Keis – give the man an applause!- and yours truly, Serena of Shalesteps!” /applauds to herself as well. The people were responding but not too interested yet. “Look closely, and don't miss a thing... WATCH THIS!”. I start tapping the scenario at the rythm of Justin's lute, clapping to encourage the audience to do te same. When I'm sure I have their attention I grab my two daggers and brand new stiletto, I play with them, throw them in the air, juggling while tapping the floor. Justin's music gets more intense, and so I conjure and illusion of an extra dagger right in the air. The tavern was IMPRESSED, people started cheering and clapping on their own. Justin made the music go more and more intense, and reaching the climax I put the blades away, put out my flute with some accrobatic moves and start playing with my companion. Then, I cast cloud of daggers and the audience GASPS, everyone surprised, applauding, going crazy for us! A kid tried to touch the daggers but I stepped in front of them and just started walking around the area to prevent any other curious hands that would probably be chopped off :) Justin decides to stop the intense music, so I puff away the daggers and let him do his more peaceful, quieter melody now. He starts playing something soft and beautiful, singing along, then I accompany the melody with my own flute. We play a bit more and when he signs me with his head, we both stop at the same time and bow.

EVERYONE WAS GOING CRAZY ABOUT IT. We had such good luck with the dice, dudes, some nat20s, some beautiful high rolls, we were LIT SHIT this evening. The people at the inn threw us money to the scenario, we got asked things, the innkeeper invited us to drinks and we could stay there for free, FREE! Yassss I'm so proud of us :__) This is a fucking dream, you guys.

The best part is, Serena saw two kids trying to play with knives and she went there and taught them things, just like when she was a little rascal of a girl and some circus guy taught her about throwing daggers ;__;

After that, Royce got into a fight, lost, we drank aaaaand end of the game! Most of us got drunk and woke up with a hangover, but that's a problem for next Tuesday. Aaaah I'm so hyped I can't sleep xD We had a BLAST! Bar fighting, performance, an undead demon dog thing from hell!

Best party ever, guys, I'm thrilled.

More next week! Sorry it's such a long read lol. Love you guys <3

[everybodyelsedying]

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((Just a heads up cos I know I’m usually chatty in the IMs and I might be weirdly quiet at points today and tomorrow. I’m around for most of today, but I’m heading to NYC to see a play and I am ridiculously excited. Tomorrow I’m also headed to a casino to see a concert so I may be more sporadic. I co-dependently worry people will think something happened to me when in reality most of you won’t have noticed lol))