#lksdjfldskjfljdsflkjdslkjf a mess of a post right here

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I would love to hear more about your bakugou wips 👀

omg thank u for the ask i would love to talk about them.... that's my baby and i love him. recently i have been like. writing a lot for other characters? but i always abandon those works and go back to him literally three out of four of those snippets are his. unfortunately fixated on him at eighteen years old and have not been able to un-fixate.

i answered an ask from willow about one snippet so i can talk about the other two? the first is. man. i don't know when this will ever get published i have been working on it for years now. but it's like. reader is a princess of a kingdom that's like. in decline and whatever prince marries her gets the land of her kingdom when her father dies and kirishima is the prince of the kingdom to the east and makes the best offer for her hand in marriage. and bakugou is the commander of all of his knights/kiri's adopted brother. and the second you leave your kingdom everything goes to shit, obviously, and you end up having to really trust these people even though they've taken your home from you. really it's my excuse to practice prose but also it's my excuse to write another novel-length enemies to lovers fic featuring bakugou because. that is my life's calling i think LDKFSJFLKDJSFL

Eijirou returns to you. “Is there anything you want to do before we leave?”

There are so many things you want to do. You want to say goodbye to your mother and her grave flowers. You want Yui to twist your hair up into one of those delicate hairstyles she’s mastered, fingers grazing your scalp like a moth yearning at a warm window. You want to be ten and invincible, digging up worms in the castle courtyard to watch them squirm. It amazed you that a life could be so little. That you and the creature in your hands, without a face, without limbs, without the understanding of anything but dirt and air and rot, were experiencing what it meant to exist.

How can you communicate this to the man whose presence alone kills any hope of fulfilling these wishes? An easy answer—you can’t, and you never will. You tell him no, you want for nothing, and he leads you to your horse as if he believes you. Perhaps he does.

You ride away from your home, the castle becoming smaller with each hoofprint in the dirt as if beginning its decomposition without you: the pulsing heart kept in its mouth, caged between fangs but still permitted to beat.

THE OTHER SNIPPET IS DSFLKJSLDKFJSDKLJ OKAY. okay. the show true blood came out in 2008 and changed my life. i ADORE that show with a passion and i just rewatched it recently. and essentially. you the reader are sookie stackhouse, a telepath that lives in rural louisiana, and your (soon to be ex-) boyfriend, the vampire shinsou hitoshi, has been kidnapped. so you have to enlist the help of a werewolf in jackson, mississippi to help you find him. and that werewolf is bakugou katsuki, still (slightly) hung up over his ex and entirely unhappy to be involved and helping you. it's essentially season three of the show just rewritten to fit my purposes. and also i read ALL of the books that the show was based on so there's like a little book lore in there. extremely self-indulgent i'm afraid.

Despite how much you used to hate knowing what people thought about you, sometimes—and you won’t lie, it’s because you’re nosy—you’ll do a preliminary poke at a person’s thoughts to see if there’s anything that their brain is yelling about you. This has helped you in a few situations where people have come to your place with intentions to hurt and/or kidnap you, so you figure it’s not the worst thing in the world to keep doing.

What you see inside Bakugou’s head is nothing like what you thought you’d see. His thoughts are a blur of color and emotion and intention. You get the concept of what he’s thinking more than anything defined. Shapes instead of words. It’s disorienting, as if being exposed to this chaos is causing your own thoughts to lose their definition.

“I thought Hawks was full of shit,” Bakugou says, “but you’re reading my mind right now, aren’t you?”

“Of course I’m not,” you scramble, not even convincing yourself with that answer. “I just, uh—”

“Don’t lie to me.”

these will hopefully. be done at a point in time in the future. but they are spiraling into very long territory like 50k+ words ldsflkfdjlk because. as this post is a perfect example of. i am the most longwinded person on the planet. ANYWAY omg. thank you for sending in this ask i hope these snippets were fun to read and i really appreciate you reaching out <3 thank u so much!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!