#we will be in the US next chapter!!!!
Explore tagged Tumblr posts
cdelphiki · 1 year ago
Text
By late morning, Jason and the brats were off the train and walking through the city of London, looking for the little tailor shop where their final document pickup was supposed to happen.
So far, Jason hadn’t noticed anyone trailing them, and it was honestly sort of putting him on edge. They hadn’t seen a hint of the League in several days… But hopefully they really threw Ra’s men off by hopping on that train in New Delhi.
Maybe Ra’s could be thinking they were still in India, since the identities they’d flown to India with technically never left. That would be cool if Ra’s could just waste his time forever searching for them in India.
But Jason wasn’t naïve enough to believe that. Chances were Ra’s had some sort of access to the security cameras around the world, and had already figured out they were in Europe. Jason did his best to not look up for cameras to get a good shot of his face, but he had to be realistic here. Him and three kids were kind of obviously the four of them.
The tailor’s was a small little shop wedged between a sandwich shop and the lobby for what Jason assumed was the apartments upstairs. Casually, Jason opened the door and motioned for the kids to go inside first, then he followed right after them. He hardly had a chance to size up the two men inside before he heard the door click shut behind him.
Then lock.
Continue reading on Ao3
37 notes · View notes
poorly-drawn-mdzs · 11 months ago
Text
Tumblr media
Hey now, Let her cook!
#dungeon meshi#chilchuck tims#senshi#laios touden#marcille donato#izutsumi#oyasumi punpun#<- In case you are wondering what the source for the little bird guy is.#Yeah that's right. I'm back to my extremely obscure crossover BS.#Punpun is one of those series that falls under the category of 'Good! but I cannot responsibly recommend this to anyone."#If Dungeon Meshi is like a friend asking you to go on a quick errand and you accidently go on a life changing roadtrip -#Punpun is your friend asking to go on a quick errand and they pull up to the vet and tell you your dog is being put down.#Then they explode into sludge. Melting your car. You hitchhike back but the person who picked you up is an axe murderer.#I could not finish it. My friends who did say it was good. But agree it was for the best I did not finish it.#Hey speaking of tone twists...We are one episode away from one of my favourite chapters being animated!#WHO'S READY FOR THE SENSHI BACKSTORY! WHO IS READY TO CRY!#ME! I AM! I spooked my flatmate with how energetic I was this morning. I'm vibrating with energy I was not designed to contain.#I should talk about today's episode here: It was very good. I love how they animated the familiars.#And!!! Anime only people now are in the loop on the Chilchuck lore. Part 1 of many. He still contains multitudes.#They all do to be honest! If this episode told us anything it was that we still don't know these characters as well as we think!#See you guys next week. I'll be inconsolable.
16K notes · View notes
egophiliac · 9 months ago
Text
Tumblr media
crossing my fingers and wishing upon every star that chapter 10 finally brings us the tweel cards 🤞🤞
5K notes · View notes
crowatyourwindow · 7 months ago
Text
Tumblr media
Kenji and his cow Hanako II were the best duo from wan change my mind
2K notes · View notes
starkspi · 6 months ago
Text
Tumblr media
From "Unadulterated Loathing" in which Charlie chains these two idiots accidentally together by @otsmosis (who made this comment at the end of the last chapter and inspired me to do whatever this is above)
460 notes · View notes
beanghostprincess · 9 months ago
Text
Akutagawa (victim of abuse who became an abuser and is still learning about self-worth) being the one who has to take care of Aya (a child of an abusive dad who treated her like a failure) is something so important for both of their characters. I am so excited to see how this dynamic ends up developing. Akutagawa could finally show his emotional improvement while taking care of her in comparison to how he treated Kyouka, while Aya becomes her own knight but learns to let herself be protected too and mourn Bram. And they bond over the same trauma. And they're happy at some point because if they aren't I might die.
371 notes · View notes
a11eya · 2 years ago
Text
Tumblr media
TITLE: lights will guide you home
CHAPTER: 6
PAIRING: Bakugou Katsuki x Reader
SUMMARY: Soul-lights aren’t as common in this day and age as they were in the past, before quirks, but they’re common enough that people do still find their soulmates.
At thirteen, you meet Bakugou Katsuki, and he lights up for you in orange and gold. You tell him he's your soulmate. He sneers and tells you that you aren't his. He makes your adolescence miserable until you part ways.
You meet again as adults, late at night, in a grocery store, over a pile of bok choy. He apologizes for how he treated you when you were children.
(In which you have a choice—to reject Bakugou's apology, reject him, or to let him show you the man he's become, to learn with him what it means to love and forgive.)
TAGS: soulmate au, trope inversion/subversion, slow burn, getting together, falling in love, fluff, aged up characters, pro-hero characters, eventual smut, mild bullying
NAVIGATION: Series Masterlist
Tumblr media
It’s a weeknight, after dinner, when your coworker messages you.
Is this you????? They send you a link to a tweet.
The tweet reads, Dynamight dating someone? 🤔 and there are two pictures attached.
You tap the first image and zoom in. 
It is you. It’s at the pet store, you realize. This first picture is of you and Bakugou from behind. The second picture is the both of you from the side, though it’s blurry because Bakugou’s in motion, angled in a way that blocks your face from view. 
There are a few interactions with the tweet, people retweeting it with commentary. Some people are saying that it looks like you could just be some random office worker; you’re wearing office attire. You think those people seem like rational, reasonable human beings. Others are analyzing the distance between you and Bakugou standing next to each other, estimating in centimeters, and say it’s too close, that you must be romantically involved. You think those people are a little unhinged. 
There are other, meaner comments, but you skip over those and close out of Twitter.
You stare at your phone blankly. The screen goes dark, and a rock settles in your stomach. You hadn’t even thought of the repercussions of being in public with Bakugou. With Dynamight. It’s stupid. That day, you noticed people looking, but you thought they’d been looking at him. Not both of you.  
You jump a little when your phone goes off in your hand. It’s Bakugou.
Speak of the devil. You hope he’s calling to tell you he can make this go away. You don’t want this kind of attention. 
“Hello?”
“Don’t lose your shit. D’you see the dumb gossip rags?”
“What gossip rags?” you ask. There’s more? 
“Nosy assholes took pictures of us at the pet store the other day. You might’ve seen stuff on socials. A couple of the shittiest magazines are talking about it.”
“Oh,” you say, feeling like you’re listening to him from far away. “Yes, my coworker just sent me a tweet with pictures of us from that day.” 
You can feel your heart rate rising. Hearing it confirmed in Bakugou’s gruff voice makes it real in a way it wasn’t a minute ago.
“Yeah, I—” He sighs harshly, stops. “Where are you?” 
“What?” Your brain takes a second to load. “I’m at home. Why?”
“I’m coming over.”
“What?” you repeat, feeling like your thoughts are moving through molasses—slow, viscous. You shake your head, trying to clear it. It sounded like he’d said he’s coming over. 
“You heard me. What’s your address?”
“Bakugou. Don’t come over. Why do you want to come over?”
He exhales, and it crackles the line. “Look, I know you’re thinking up a bunch of shit in that squirrely head of yours—”
“Squirrely?” you say, making a face. 
“—and you needa knock it off. S’gonna be okay. I’m gonna take care of it.”
It’s what you wanted to hear, but actually hearing it makes your mind empty, the buzzing anxiety quiet. You swallow the sudden lump in your throat. 
After a moment, you say, “...Okay.” 
Your voice is softer than you’d like it to be. It embarrasses you.
You wonder if the people he saves as Dynamight feel this way. So relieved that it feels like you could float, like Uravity. 
“Good,” he says, and there’s a quiet lull. “My PR team’s gonna be in contact with you tomorrow. Call or message me if—if anything changes.” 
“Okay,” you repeat. Your heartbeat is no longer so loud. You can hear the rustle of his clothes as he shifts on the other end of the line. “Goodnight?”
“Night,” he says, and hangs up. 
In the morning, as you’re leaving your apartment for work, you get that call from his PR team. His manager introduces herself as Ikeda. 
“I’m sure Bakugou’s given you a brief, inadequate explanation of the situation,” she says dryly, and you let out a surprised laugh. She continues, “Before we go any further, do you have any questions about or have any concerns for your immediate physical safety?”
“I—no?” Alarm creeps into your voice. “Should I be concerned?”
Her tone shifts from brisk and business-like to something more sympathetic. “Your privacy has been violated, so it’s very understandable if you’re feeling unsafe. Many pro heroes’ family and friends feel this way when similar situations occur, and many pro heroes feel this way too. I’m here to tell you that we can assign security to you, effective immediately, if you feel their presence is necessary or even if it would ease your mind. It’s protocol. 
“However, none of the pictures in circulation reveal your face or any distinguishing characteristics, so my team and I aren’t too worried at this point, and we feel you shouldn’t be either. But again, if you have any questions, please ask. I would like you to make informed decisions.”
“Thank you. I’m feeling… okay,” you say, though truly, you’re overwhelmed and trying to process. You picture people in suits following you around work and grimace. “And I’ll pass on the security, if that’s okay.” 
“That’s fine.”
“And I don’t have any questions so far.”
“Alright. And if you change your mind, contact me at this number. Someone will always answer.” Ikeda pauses. “Alert us, please, if something comes up, even though you may feel compelled to alert Dynamight instead.”
You’re confused. Why wouldn’t you tell Bakugou? “Can I ask why?”
“He has a history of responding to perceived threats with… overwhelming force. Even if the threat doesn’t warrant it.” Ikeda mutters something you don’t quite catch, but it doesn’t sound complimentary. 
You imagine Bakugou showing up at your apartment, or at work, and absolutely destroying some paparazzo for taking pictures of you, or something. You wince. 
“...I’ll do that,” you tell Ikeda. “Um, I’m sorry to cut this conversation short, but I’m going to have to run soon. I need to get to work.”
“Oh! No, no, sorry to hold you up. One more thing. Actually, two. First, can you meet me and my team at the agency after work today? We need to hammer out some details to help us navigate how to proceed moving forward.”
“Sure.”
“Wonderful! Just give your name to the front desk and they’ll take care of the rest. Thanks for being flexible. The second thing is about your soulmate situation.”
You feel yourself tense up, shoulders creeping up to your ears. Bakugou had told her? Who else had he told? 
“Are you and Bakugou planning on going public about it any time soon?” she asks. “I can’t get a peep about it out of him. Hoping you’d throw me some crumbs.”
“Uh, no,” you say. Why on earth would she think you’d go public about it? Not only would you likely receive unwanted commentary on your soulmate pairing being one-sided, but you’d also be exposed to general public scrutiny. Just these pet store pictures freak you out. Maybe you and Bakugou are… friendly now, friends maybe, but it’s not worth it.
“Not planning on it,” you say firmly.
Ikeda sighs. “Right. Well, we’ll plan for it when the time comes. But that’s a conversation for another time. Thanks for your time. I’ll see you later today.”
You say goodbye, and you begin your commute to work feeling like you’d just been hit by a car. Ikeda had thrown so many things at you in one phone call that you’re struggling to wrap your head around it all. You’re also paranoid that you’ll somehow be recognized; you find yourself jumpy and self-conscious on the train, walking through the streets to your office building.
What’s worse is that despite your efforts you’re late for work, which throws your whole day off. You’re so out of it worrying about the pictures and the meeting with Ikeda later today that your boss calls you into her office to ask what’s wrong. 
By the time the end of the work day rolls around, you’re exhausted, mentally and emotionally. The last thing you want to do is meet with Bakugou’s PR people. You want to go home, crawl into bed, and sleep until you have to get up for work again tomorrow. Maybe you’d call out.
But you told Bakugou’s manager that you’d be at the agency. So you go. 
When you approach the receptionist desk, you make eye contact with one of the girls working it. You remember her from last time, and she seems to recognize you too. 
“Hi,” you say, banishing the semi-permanent frown you’d been wearing all day and summoning up a feeble smile. It’s not her fault you’re having a bad day. “I’m here to see—”
“Dynamight, right?” she says brightly. 
“Oh, uh—”
“He’s waiting for you on the third floor. Take a left out of the elevator, and it’s the first room on the right. Let me get the elevator for you. You need access to use it.”
You follow her until you’re standing in the elevator, biting your tongue, knowing the time to correct her has passed. She takes in your expression after tapping her card against the sensor in the elevator and furrows her brows. 
“Would you like me to show you the way?”
“No, I’m okay, I think I can find it,” you say hurriedly, rearranging your expression to a more neutral one. “Thanks anyway.”         
“You’re welcome! Have a good one!” she says, stepping out right before the elevator door closes. 
You stare at the floor numbers lighting up above you. Maybe she meant Bakugou’s team is waiting for you. 
You follow the receptionist’s directions—you really should get her name the next time you see her—and tentatively knock on the door. It opens almost immediately, and you look up and up to meet Kirishima’s gaze. You startle. What’s he doing here?
He smiles at you, oblivious to your confusion. This close, you can see that his teeth are sharp and his eyes are red, like and unlike Bakugou’s. They’re kind as they take you in.
“Nice to see you again!” Kirishima says, gesturing you in and closing the door behind you. “Wish it was in better circumstances, though.”
He studies your face, concern crossing his own. “Are you okay? How’re you holding up?” 
“I’m—I’m still up, I guess,” you say, smiling weakly.
Kirishima reaches up and pats you on the shoulder. “We’ll fix things, don’t worry. C’mon, take a seat anywhere.”
“Thanks,” you say, and follow him deeper into the room.
The room’s set up like a typical conference room, with a long table at its center with chairs circling it. A screen is at the far end of the room, and standing next to it is a tall woman in a sharp business suit, tapping away at a tablet. 
Bakugou is leaning against one of the walls, arms crossed. He’s in joggers and a plain shirt, just like Kirishima, and it makes you think they’d just wrapped up their workday too. His lights flare erratically; one moment, they’re dim and close to his skin, and the next they’re bright and flickering like a flame. It’s both distracting and mesmerizing. 
Bakugou glances at you briefly, a quick up and down, before looking at the woman. 
“Hey. Let’s get this shit going,” Bakugou tells her. 
The woman tears her eyes away from the tablet, mouth set in an annoyed slash, but then she sees you. Her expression smooths out. 
“Oh! You’re here. Yes, let’s get started.” She gives you a big smile. “I’m Ikeda. We spoke on the phone.” 
“Nice to meet you in person,” you tell her. “Thanks for the call. I appreciate the info you gave me.”
Kirishima sits on one side of the table, opposite where Bakugou’s standing, and closer to Ikeda. You choose a seat not quite across from Kirishima, and you have to pass by Bakugou to get to it. As you settle into your chair, you get that prickly awareness you feel whenever he’s around. But it’s comforting, having him at your back, in this room with two people you don’t know very well.
“It’ll just be the four of us today,” Ikeda says, “and the meeting should be brief. I know you’ve had a long day.” She looks at you sympathetically.
She taps at something on her tablet, and images appear on the screen behind her. 
“Here are all the images taken that day that we were able to compile. Our team has contacted all websites and individuals hosting these images and requested their removal. We’ve also taken steps to request deindexing of these images from search engines. This should slow any further spread of the images, but as you know, it’s impossible to scrub images completely once they hit the internet. And there’s the matter of the gossip magazines that’ve posted articles.”
The images on the screen switch to the articles you’ve avoided searching. Their headlines are blatant clickbait, speculating about the nature of your relationship with Bakugou and fanning the flames of jealousy generated by his fans.  
You avert your eyes. You don’t even want to know what Bakugou’s thinking. 
“As such,” Ikeda continues, “my team has determined that our best bet is to lean into the theory circulating that you’re an agency employee assisting Bakugou with a task.”
Kirishima blinks. “Will that really work? What would Bakugou have needed help with?”
“They were in a pet shop, and they were photographed carrying items for cats. We’ll release some social media posts stating that Bakugou was purchasing them for a pet.” 
“I’m not getting a cat,” Bakugou growls. 
“You don’t have to,” Ikeda says. “It’s just a cover story.”
“But how long would Bakugou have to keep up the cover?” you ask. All eyes in the room turn to you, and you grip your chair’s armrest reflexively, responding to the sudden attention. 
You clear your throat. “I mean, cats are a long-time commitment. Lots of them live for fifteen plus years, sometimes twenty… It’d look weird if you say you’ve gotten a cat but then never mention it again, right?” 
You glance at Bakugou to gauge his reaction, and he looks like he’s bitten a lemon. 
Ikeda sighs, rubbing her temples. “Maybe we can say the items were a present for a friend. We’ll have to think about this further.”
“I’m sorry,” you say, feeling bad. “I didn’t mean to shoot down your idea. I’m fostering some kittens right now and the logistics of caring for them are on the brain. Maybe your idea’ll work. I doubt anyone would care enough to check if Bakugou’s telling the truth.”
Ikeda’s eyes sharpen. “I’ve never fostered any animals, so correct me if I’m wrong, but—fostering means you take care of an animal for a specific length of time, right? But you don’t keep them?”
“Yes,” you say slowly. You make eye contact with Kirishima, trying to see if he knows where she’s going with this, but he looks as confused as you feel. 
You offer, “I’m only fostering them until they get adopted.”
“That’s great! We’ll use that, then,” Ikeda says, putting her hands on her hips. 
“Wait, I think I missed something,” Kirishima says, furrowing his brow. “What’re we doing, exactly?”
“We’ll frame things so that Bakugou’s fostering some cats. That’s why he was buying those things at the store, and he was getting assistance from an agency employee. We can acquire some cats Bakugou can take pictures and videos with for social media. Then, in a couple weeks, we can announce Bakugou’s fostering is complete and plug some cat adoption organizations while we’re at it. What do we think?”
“Shit sounds stupid,” Bakugou says, and you can almost hear the sneer in his voice. You haven’t heard that in a long time. 
“I like it!” Kirishima says. Out of the corner of your eye, to your left, you see Bakugou step forward. He plants his hands on the table, glaring at Kirishima.
“No,” Bakugou says, baring his teeth.
Kirishima frowns, crossing his arms over his chest. “C’mon, Bakugou. It’d be good press for you. Boost your image! Everyone loves baby animals! And it’d be a good way to support local organizations. We can turn this situation into a positive!” 
“That’s dumb as fuck. Let’s just sue the assholes who took those pictures and wrote those articles and move on.”
Ikeda rubs her temples. “That’s not how it works, Bakugou. You were in a public space, so photography of you is valid, and the images don’t damage your reputation. Pursuing legal action isn’t an option.”
You’ve been quiet during this exchange, and you’re hoping to keep it that way. If you could become one with your chair or sink through the floor, you would. But, as if sensing your reluctance to participate in the conversation, Ikeda looks at you and asks, “What do you think? Feel free to weigh in.”
“Um, I don’t think I should… It’s a decision that’ll affect your agency’s business, isn’t it? So…”
“Fuck that,” Bakugou tells you. He’s looking at you, and you blink at him, startled. “Tell me what you think.”
Kirishima leans forward, catching your attention. “Don’t worry too much! Just be honest. You’re involved in this too, and we wanna hear if you have any opinions.” 
You worry at your bottom lip. “Okay… Well it seems like a decent idea. Better than the first suggestion, probably. I don’t mind if the story is that I’m an agency employee. And…” 
You tilt your head back to look up at Bakugou. He’s gravitated closer from where he’d been standing a couple chairs down. He’s standing nearly next to you. 
“If it’ll make things easier, we can use my foster kittens. Maybe featuring them will get them adopted faster,” you say. Tentatively, you smile, tilting your head. “Free my furniture from their evil clutches faster?”
Bakugou gazes down at you for a long moment, eyes narrowed. You look back at him, waiting. He turns away. 
“Whatever. Fine,” he says.
“Great!” Ikeda says, smoothly inserting herself back into the conversation. “I’ll take care of the details. I’ll send some paperwork along to you digitally. Then all you two need to do is take a couple pictures and videos of Bakugou with the cats. Please have them ready by the end of the week!”
1K notes · View notes
faresong · 2 months ago
Text
Tumblr media
“Sara… was rather upset,” she admits. “She’s realized she didn’t know her father at all. There were many stories they had to tell—each told by new, strange faces. It was another side of him she never got to see.” That is for the best, knowing the kind of work he did. “It is misfortunate,” Kai says instead, “that she must only learn of him in death.” (Hiyori is waiting. Kai has not yet guaranteed his life.)
chapter two is up now! :D
32 notes · View notes
365sadiekane · 1 year ago
Text
I highly doubt the kane kids went to the trouble to rounding up everyone for voicelines to record the initial audio versions of their adventures so ofc that means they do terrible impressions of everyone except themselves
196 notes · View notes
campbyler · 1 year ago
Text
hello! just wanted to provide everyone with a quick update — due to the projected length of chapter 10, we will also be splitting it into two separate parts the way we did with chapter 9. we also have an estimated upload date of may 10th!
thank you everyone for your understanding and giving us time to work on these updates! 🤍
96 notes · View notes
moxie-girl · 7 months ago
Text
DRDT SPOILERS
all the theories/evidence/etc I still want answered before we wrap up this trial:
- what was the ball of clothes for? why/how were they starchy?? (and how did the culprit know about the old clothes)
- how and when did the culprit get the fish w/out Nico noticing
- what did Nico tell Hu to get the wire from her
- did the culprit use turpentine? if so, how did they get it, and if not, how did they knock Arei out?
- is the origin of anything else in the crime scene in any way important (where and when did the culprit get the rope, empty jugs, something to cut the rope with, etc.)
- how on earth did Nico come up with that crazy murder method???
- why the hell was MonoTV so urgent and insistent on cleaning up Nico’s crime scene so fast (I don’t think we’re actually gonna get an answer to that but why?????)
- what’s up with the scuffs on the ground + the broken light
- what’s up with Arei’s missing glove!!
- was someone actually following Eden in that scene where she thought she was being followed?
- how did the culprit figure out how Nico’s hanging attempt worked without seeing it in action (5 secs while actively being murdered shouldn’t count!)
- why did the person who took the tape think to do so (and do so without anyone else noticing) considering the circumstances
- why hasn’t anyone brought up that someone could’ve easily stolen the tape from whoever took it? (or even just asked to borrow it??) we just recently addressed how dangerous it is to narrow down the suspect pool without solid proof but I don’t think Teruko will make another ‘mistake�� this trial??
- why and how did the culprit listen in on the Eden/Arturo/Arei scene
- why did the culprit target Arei specifically?
- the fact that the culprit misspelled a bunch of stuff in their letter has to be relevant right
- why and how did the culprit move Arei’s body to the swingset?
- why hasn’t anyone brought up that Arei theoretically could’ve been murdered at night and then moved in the morning!!
- why haven’t we addressed that the murderer could’ve had an accomplice, rendering many alibis useless??
like I dunno, it just feels like David just brought up that we need to consider every possibility when looking at suspects and yet we narrowed down the suspects to two people when theoretically it could still be someone else even with the evidence? i don’t think I’m wording this well but… (like it doesn’t have to be likely or even plausible, it just has to be possible for it to be something Teruko should consider? or maybe I’m reading to deeply into David’s latest monologue idk)
41 notes · View notes
f-imaginings · 6 months ago
Text
I finally finished the chapter 🥳🥳🥳 it's like 81 pages long haha so I'm going to take the next two days to proofread the heck out of it so it'll be ready for folks. I am very happy with lots of the jokes in it so hopefully it'll give y'all a giggle.
32 notes · View notes
tennessoui · 11 months ago
Note
obi-wan: i’m in love with anakin who is married and would never feel the same about me, guess i’ll die then. / meanwhile, anakin on Naboo with ahsoka: i wish obi-wan was here i miss him do you he misses me he never says he misses me why doesn’t he say it and he never lets me look after him when he’s hurting, yes Snips that is a beautiful view but you know what’s more beautiful? obi-wan’s smile <3 / ahsoka, echoing quinlan in spirit, flags down a serving droid: I need a Drink
bold of you to think anakin would say that stuff to Ahsoka and not say that to his wife lmao
(he would absolutely say all of that to Padmé, completely oblivious to why she wouldn’t want to hear it. He’s just being honest and honesty is important to any relationship! Right?)
94 notes · View notes
beachyserasims · 8 months ago
Text
I was going to start posting Chapter 6 of my Geneva Island Legacy series today, but I got sooo inspired by @havenroyals and their Chapter 5 recap that I had to do the same for my story. So here is my first chapter recap, including my favorite comments from chapter 5!
Tumblr media
Legacy Living - When we all cried together
@feroshgirlsims
Tumblr media
Saw Something - When we wondered wth actually happened
@lynzishell
Tumblr media
Little Sunshine - Where we met the sweetest angel ever
@sirianasims
Tumblr media
Be Closer - When we welcomed someone new
@cowplant-snacks
Tumblr media
Brainstorm - Where we empathized with Autumn
@prettyymafia
Tumblr media
Dessert - Where we got REALLY spicy
@deardiaryts4
Tumblr media
Summer Charity - When we cheered and said FINALLY!!
@honeyjars-sims
Thank you so much to everyone who commented or showed any love and support to my story. Any day that I posted and was given the chance to interact with you all was a great day for me ♡♡♡ I am excited to start Chapter 6 this Friday!! Stay tuned ♡
34 notes · View notes
itsabee · 8 months ago
Text
Wait guys do you think YCYD counts as cringe “realistic” creepypasta. That was never the intention but I’m thinking about it now and.
🧍🏽
32 notes · View notes
unnonexistence · 3 months ago
Text
new year, new WIP post! at the end of 2024 i had 8672 words edited and marked as Done on the Big WIP. now i'm up to 8865
#just a short section finished this time but it IS finished. & i did a lot on the next section too#im glad i took several weeks off from it i have come back Refreshed#going through in order now!! doing battle with chapter 2 which is the Cringe Chapter#it isnt actually. it's fine. but it's old and has a lot of side characters in it#so editing those scenes sometimes makes me recoil with embarrassment#been doing good with that though. cringe may not be dead but it is ailing#i made newt weirder in a few scenes#he didnt seem like himself. he needs to say like 10% more odd shit#and im almost done what im calling Chapter 2a for now#chapter 2 is gonna be too fuckin long and im almost done editing up to the earliest point i could insert the chapter break#so im calling that first bit 2a and the rest 2b#probably not where the break will actually go but we'll see. depends how long 2b ends up#dreading the point where i have to renumber the chapters lmao#they have titles but im so used to the numbers...#also i swapped the titles for ch3 and ch4 but if i renumber the chapters then ch3 will become the 4th chapter#so it'll be chapter 4 with the original ch4 title but the contents of what was ch3 💀#so. 2a and 2b until i bite the bullet and renumber#tin kitchen in the garret#ive levelled up from trying to edit some shorter more straightforward fics lmao#we are getting SO close to 10k words here. next section probably#also OH my god. google docs is so annoyed with me :/#WIP document is 385 pages and it's lagging real bad... i'm going to have to empty the 'discard' sections again so it'll stop but. uuuugh#copy pasting things into a 2nd document is such a pain... why...#google docs what is your problem. 400 pages shouldnt be a big deal#all of that isn't even 70k words!
12 notes · View notes