#but uuuuhhh can't be bothered

[punkrockscully]

Hold My Hand (Across the World, Baby, I'm Yours)

1.

It’s easy, what else can you say? His hand slips into yours not like a secret, because there have never been any between you—but his calluses catch on yours like torn edges rubbing together, two paper dolls connected at your featureless hands cut from the same square where only you live, have lived for years now, images pressed together along a fold. There’s absolutely nothing like holding a burning star caught in your two hands and you know this because you have held his fingers wrapped up in yours, tangled like your messy thoughts. Sometimes you yearn for an empty head, clear of detritus and jumble. When his hand slides easily into yours—entwined, vice grip on your fingers, arm around his back trying to hold on as you slip by like a deft ghost, careful at Coachella as if approaching a spooked horse—your mind goes blissfully blank and you can finally think clearly.

2.

No man is an island and yet you’ve stranded yourself up on an amp in front of a room full of people who want to see you kiss your bandmate full on the mouth. You could get down if you wanted, really, promise, but there’s something in the way he looks at you from across the stage that lights a strange fire in your belly. He gives you the look that says princess—exasperated yet fond, because he will only always be fond of you—and you know you’re going to get it later because you’re a brat but you both know that too. Old news, you’ve been bratty from day one, but he likes to remind you of it when lights are low and there’s only you and him and breath between you. Arm outstretched, defined muscles flexed taut, he reaches for you across a canyon and you meet him there as you always will.

He presents you like a prizewinning pony to the crowd as you take a tentative leap down, hands still linked in a reverent grip, and all your huddled thoughts unfold at the warmth of his twitchy fingers around yours. Leftover frenetic energy from absolutely shredding, but your hand is dainty in his, real Darcy-helping-Elizabeth-into-the-carriage hours except he won’t flex his fingers in stunned realization later—his will grip, and pull, and leave loud bruises on your hips and thighs where no one will see them; will tickle with intent and instinct and years of knowing all your sweet spots; will muzzle you when you get too loud in the venue dressing room; will pretend there are unmapped places on your body he hasn’t explored with hand-strung patience and devotion.

Yes, you’re going to get it later—he’s going to break you into prismatic shards then fit you back together to catch light better. He’ll be studious of you, as if there’s anything new left for him to learn, but when you let out a four-legged whimper he’ll give you that schoolboy’s grin wrapped up like a gift, then slip both hands into yours, his sorcerer’s fingers clenched tightly and his eyes sparkling like it’s always been effortless to love you.

gif from @i-m-a-leaf-on-the-wind thank you for your service

for @lalaballa i did not miss your tags on my call for prompts :)

[snailsandpuppy-dogtails]

AO3 Twenty Questions

(copy/paste for the questions below the cut) Found while looking for a specific ao3 post, looked like fun, snagged.

1 – How many works do you have on AO3?

109 individual posts, there are technically more as a few are collections like flufftober.

2 – What's your total AO3 word count?

Not all that much, 263,058

3 – What fandoms do you write for?

Lost in Space (Robinwest), Criminal Minds (Garvez, Tarvez)

4 – What are your top five fics by kudos?

Oops, What That Mouth Do, Being Nicer, I Just Called To Say..., Here's To Florence Nightingale.

5 – Do you respond to comments?

Usually!

6 – What is the fic you wrote with the angstiest ending?

Uuuuhhh i don't know...i don't think i tend to end on an angsty note.

7 – What's the fic you wrote with the happiest ending?

Uhh... again, I don't know? lol

8 – Do you get hate on fics?

Lol there's only been one comment that felt rude, but I chalked it up to language differences.

9 – Do you write smut? If so, what kind?

Oh, of course. I see it as (and hopefully so do others) the hot kind where the two characters are so madly badly in need of the other that they just can't deny it any more.

10 – Do you write crossovers? What's the craziest one you've written?

I have not published one yet! But I am working on one, it will be weak tea, but I think serve it's purpose. I don't know that i'm going to bother tagging the media it's crossed with tbh because it won't really have much to do with it.

11 – Have you ever had a fic stolen?

Not as far as I know, but there were things that felt very familiar.

12 – Have you ever had a fic translated?

Nope.

13 – Have you ever co-written a fic?

Oh, in a way i guess?

14 – What's your all-time favorite ship?

.....

15 – What's a WIP you want to finish but doubt you ever will?

Pft, doubt i ever will. I don't doubt my actual works in progress will be finished at some point.

16 – What are your writing strengths?

I've been told my pacing and build are strong, which is nice because those are things I feel I would like to work on as I think they really make the story (especially in smut). I think I'm good at keeping my characters true.

17 – What are your writing weaknesses?

Weaknesses as in things I love to write, or weaknesses as in things I suck at writing? 🤣

I love to write cocky teasing banter, I suppose this can also work for the other kind of weakness as i'm not so fucking great at writing it up and incorporating it.

18 – Thoughts on writing dialogue in another language in fic?

I don't do it because my characters don't tend to do it much in their cannon media beyond a word or two.

19 – First fandom you wrote for?

Lost In Space!

20 – Favorite fic you've written?

Idk, I'm bias, and love all my things, but i really like the warm and sexy ones. And then there's the one i wrote when i was heartbroken.

1 – How many works do you have on AO3?

2 – What's your total AO3 word count?

3 – What fandoms do you write for?

4 – What are your top five fics by kudos?

5 – Do you respond to comments?

6 – What is the fic you wrote with the angstiest ending?

7 – What's the fic you wrote with the happiest ending?

8 – Do you get hate on fics?

9 – Do you write smut? If so, what kind?

10 – Do you write crossovers? What's the craziest one you've written?

11 – Have you ever had a fic stolen?

12 – Have you ever had a fic translated?

13 – Have you ever co-written a fic?

14 – What's your all-time favorite ship?

15 – What's a WIP you want to finish but doubt you ever will?

16 – What are your writing strengths?

17 – What are your writing weaknesses?

18 – Thoughts on writing dialogue in another language in fic?

19 – First fandom you wrote for?

20 – Favorite fic you've written?

[rueclfer]

calling the boy you hate pretty // Bakugou

a/n: don't talk to me i'm obsessed :'-)

You called him. You knew you shouldn't have and if you didn't have fireball running through your veins right now, then you wouldn't have. You were stumbling down the dark street towards the dorms and slowly losing your sense of direction.

"Why the fuck are you calling me? What's wrong with you?" You hear the voice bite at you through the phone.

"God can you go one minute without yelling?" You hiccup. "I don't know where I am. It's late. I want to be in my bed."

"Are you drunk right now?"

"Well..." You began.

"No wonder why you're being dumber than usual. Bother someone who fucking cares. BEEP"

Well shit. He was the only person you felt comfortable bothering and annoying at this hour and from the looks of it, you were going to spend your night sleeping on a park bench- if you could find the park that is.

It was cold, you could see your breath in front of you with every exhale. You were wearing an outfit that barely covered the goods and your feet were killing you. Maybe you shouldn't have insisted that you were going to stay a little longer for another drink or two. You should've gone back to the dorms with Mina and Jirou when they asked.

You lightly kicked the pavement in front of you, squeezing yours eyes shut a few times to focus your vision.

"I wish I was sober..." You thought to yourself.

You were painfully self aware and could feel the knot in your stomach threatening to unravel with every step. If you haven't had your last few shots then maybe you brain would be clear enough for you to find a way back home, but everything seemed foggy.

You phone suddenly started buzzing in your hand.

"Hello?" you replied without looking at the number.

"Shut the fuck up. Tell me where you and I'll come get you." The familiar voice says in a low tone.

You couldn't help but smile a bit. "Uuuuhhh. I'm not so sure. Big liquor sign. Next to a McDonalds. Not too far from that one pub everyone goes to."

"Stay where you are and do not move. Don't talk to anyone. Get that through your head and I'll be there shortly. BEEP"

Rude, but you'll accept the help nonetheless. You leaned up against the street light, hugging your arms for warmth. How long will it take him to find you? What would be his excuse if he was caught sneaking out?

No one would be bold enough to question anyways. Not at this time of night. It was impossible to not walk on eggshells around him with his short fuse. Of course you weren't afraid to test his boundaries, but having to deal with an feisty brat like Bakugou is all too much to handle.

God it was cold. Maybe you should start walking toward the direction you think dorms are at? If you were going in the right direction you would at least run into Bakugou. Maybe you should take off your heels for the walk. The ground was probably freezing, but your shoes were starting to dig into the sides of your feet. Everything was fucked. You're freezing, your feet hurt, you couldn't think straight, your makeup was probably a disaster, if you take another step you might throw up, and-

"What did you get yourself into?"

You turn around to see a lanky figure, swallowed up in a large hoodie. His eyes pierced into your own with annoyance.

"Hi..." You murmur. You suddenly felt the embarrassment cloud over your head. "Thank you for coming to get me."

You take a few steps in his direction and began stumbling a little bit. He reaches out and grabs your shoulders to stabilize you.

"Idiot, can't you take those off?" He glares at your tall heels.

"Then my feet are going to get cold" You whine.

He deadpans and looks at you with a blank face.

"You know what, whatever. I don't care. Put this on." He shoves another large hoodie into your hands.

At this moment, it felt like he had given you the most valuable thing in the world. You effortlessly slid the soft material over your head and it felt like you were in heaven.

"Thank you. Can we go?" You ask. "I don't think I can handle standing up right any longer than I have to.

He turns around and squats down. "Get on."

You're taken aback. "Uh, no it's fine I can-"

"I said. Get on. I don't want to deal with you anymore tonight so just do as I say and keep your mouth shut."

You purse your lips. What a shitty attitude. You climb onto his back without a word and he starts making his way back to the dorms as if you weighed nothing.

"For someone who thinks they're the shit, you're so irresponsible and self destructive, you know that? It's this fucking late and out of all the people in the world, you had to call me. What the fuck is wrong with you. And you had to audacity to drunk text me earlier?" He goes off on you.

"Why did you come then? You didn't have to come get me if you were just going to be an ass and lecture me." You spit back. "For someone with such a pretty face, you have an ugly fucking attitude!"

"For fucks sake, y/n, stop saying that!"

"Why? You have a problem with it? You're PRETTY. When you're not trying so hard to be a whole BITCH to me, you're cute and admirable and strong and yeah you might have a nice fucking face, but if you're going to be so mean then what's the fucking point!"

"If you weren't so infuriating, then I wouldn't have to be on your ass all the time, do I? Stop being annoying, and maybe your pretty face can be enjoyable to look at too."

You perked up. With your drunken state, it was hard to maintain your sour mood- especially when tough pretty boy Bakugo thinks you're pretty too. You couldn't help but let a giggle slip out, but you tried to muffle it in his hood.

"Shut up-"

"You think I'm preeetttyyy." You sing in his ear.

You could feel him adjust his grip on your thighs as he carries you on his back.

"I think you're annoying too." He mutters.

"I wish I was sober" You chuckle "Don't let me forget about this tomorrow okay? The night I got too much to drink and my hot rival came to my rescue...and called me pretty."

The rest of the walk to the dorms were quiet. Your breath warmed your face as your breath into the back of his hoodie. Bakugou had a consistent breathing pattern from the beginning of the walk to the end, having no struggle at all with your weight on his back.

At this point it was hard to read him. His face seemed as angry as always, but something in his eyes looked different. Maybe it's because the cold air has left a blush on the tip of his nose and cheeks and the late night wind had swept his hair out of place and he couldn't free a hand to fix it. Maybe it's because you were hyper aware of his tight grasp on your thighs because perhaps he couldn't trust you to have a secure hold around his neck and shoulder. Maybe it's because you felt oddly comfortable and warm being this close to him and hearing his light breathing.

Either way, he shined a little differently under the streetlights and he knew that if he could see your face right now, with your chapped blue lips and big glowy eyes, he wouldn't be able to remember you as the person he hated with everything in him.

[milo-melo]

*taps mic* is this thing on ?

Rule : tag ten followers you want to know better (ndbqjdjqkz do I even have enough people to tag ?)

Tagged by @newmannenby who is always a pleasure to see in my notifications XD

Name : Zane

Star sign : I'm... Virgo ? I think ? What's this question ?

Gender : Genders are cancelled, we are all children of Jesus (nonbinary)

Height : oh I'm a smallie... 5'4

Sexuality : I... Guess ? I am bi ? But I could also be pan, and asexual demiromantic ? That's just a complicated mess in my head, let's stick to the bi

What image do you have as your wall paper : my phone lockscreen is just black with written ''hello'' in white (ye I'm an edgy bitch), the homescreen is an art by feriowind, Newt being chased my Otachi's baby. As for my laptop, the lockscreen is just space ships in weirdly shaped clouds on an alien planet with another planet behind the horizon line, and my homescreen is a absolutely stunning piece of art of Otachi attacking Gipsy Danger.

Where do you see yourself in ten years : Ideally, on an alien planet or in space. Realistically, mentally healthy with a stable life, animator for cartoons and all of that stuff... Maybe with someone, idk... 10 years is too much in the future, I don't even know if I'll make it until then and not give up before XD

If you could be anywhere else right now where : uuuuhhh I don't know ? There's a lot of places I want to be... I'd say... I'd like to be with Staubengel, coz I really wanna meet her one day, her of Manlymirrors... or I'd love to do back in Ireland... Or in Japan ? Or just at my art class because that's the place feel the safest ?

Last kiss : kissing goodnight to my mom's best friend who stays at our home until she finds a flat (her former one burnt...)

Have you ever been stood up : by friends ? Yeah. On a date ? I've never really had a date so, no. But I'd like to ! Maybe.

Favorite pair of shoes : uuuuhhhh I don't have a favorite one, I have three pairs and I love them equally ? Big black boots, red Converse and blue and white sneakers

Favorite fruit : MELON !! AND TOMATOES !

Stupidest thing you've ever done : I don't do stupid stuff, I'm smart (no the truth is that I've pulled so many shit tons of stupid things that I can't just remember one strong enough to be told they're all so stupid)

Favorite book : I have ?? So many ??? I'm a literal bookworm I can't pick one ! But I love heroic fantasy, magic, humor and all that stuff.

Favorite gif : I have a lot of favorite gifs but... Idk, I'll just put the gifs I'm loving probably to hard rn (but my fave is probs the cat one)

so now tagging people ! Y'all can do it if you want, if not don't bother XD

@staubengel @manlymirrors @feriowind @sous-le-saule @scorpling @petimetrek @marquise-de-clarabas @kaijublueville @burngormanlesbian @tio-trile