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DEAR READER — TAYLOR SWIFT / bend when you can, snap when you have to

Evan stood on the precipice of ‘ AFTER ‘ to his current self, which was the ‘ BEFORE ‘ of his life’s turning point, the one that had brought him to Hawkins in the first place. He had chased leads, chased down loose ends, down any rabbit hole or cursed path, trying to scramble, desperately digging in the soil, through dead and forgotten secrets to try and find out what had happened to her.

Dear reader, if it feels like a trap you’re already in one

He’d found HER, instead, the vision that haunted his dreams, all of his waking hours, and coloured herself into his daydreams. Gwen. Four letters was all it took to shift his world on its axis, to send his heart spiralling in a different direction entirely, to make him DREAM and WISH and LOVE again. Things he knew the old Evan had been capable of, but the one who had come to Hawkins had tucked away carefully, only to be opened under very particular circumstances.

Dear reader, burn all the files, desert all your past lives

Fingers found her jawline, dancing their way along to her hair where they sunk themselves in. He’d never felt silk before but was certain this is what it was, luxurious and beyond his reaches, yet here was Gwen in his arms, showing Evan that he could find reasons to keep going. All he had to do was reach out for them. So he took the chance to step away from the one-track minded young man who had come to Hawkins with only one path in mind, and he let God, the universe, show him another way, lend him another source of light for his journey. Gwen was the guiding light now, and as he kissed her he let his heart open, he let the worry of pain and distraction fade away as he tasted what he’d always expected to be peach but was something closer to cherry. A surprise, as always, was Gwendolyn Blake, and Evan breathed her in as he took a moment between parted lips, the pair of them brushing against each others in a way that Evan was certain would be burned into his memory for the rest of his life. He’d pick her up then, arms around her waist, and they’d find the comfort of his bed for the evening. He’d remind her that love was worth chasing, that there was nothing to be scared of — as each piece of clothing was kissed off of her.

You should find another guiding light, but I shine so bright

He stood now with her hand in his, the photograph of his sister he kept protected in his hand, trying not to show the ways his eyes prickled every time he saw it. There was no going back to the hopeful Evan, the one who thought maybe if he hid his sister’s face then someone, one day, would approach him and say ‘ I saw a girl who — ‘ and he could let the emotion flow from his eyes, freely now, knowing she was real and others had seen her, too. Without this photograph she was merely a figment of his imagination, wasn’t she ? A phantom, a curse, perhaps, proof that the Devil was real and he worked inside the mind, not through people, but through the world inside Evan’s head.

These desperate prayers of a cursed man spilling out to you for free, but darling, darling please — you wouldn’t take my word for it if you knew who was talking

Gwen was who Evan had come to love, the one who stole all of his hopes away from dusty boxes in cupboards to genuine possibility, into the hope that Evan could exist outside of the world he’d built for himself. It wasn’t God that restored a sense of faith in him, it was chestnut hair and a smile that send his heart into overdrive. Evan knew that she was the comet in the sky, rare, beautiful, mesmerizing to watch and yet in the blink of an eye could disappear.

It was up to him to find the courage to change his trajectory and aim for her.

— to a house, not a home, all alone 'cause nobody's there

Sparkling nights

For @sanusoweek || Day 3: Firsts (pretend this was posted on time) (yes. I am again late)

Relationship: Sanji/Usopp

Rating: General Audiences

Tags: First kiss / Not Actually Unrequited love / Denial of Feelings / Internalized Homophobia / Mutual Pining / Unresolved Romantic Tension ("but there is a kiss!!" you'll see what I mean dw) / Romantic Angst / Post-Alabasta / Bittersweet

Words: 8,972

Summary:

“You want to kiss somebody.” He speaks calmly. Rationally. And it is not like he doesn’t care. He cares. He does. Sanji can see it in his eyes when he turns his head around, too, ignoring the ashes falling on the deck beside him. Usopp looks at him with so much care it almost makes him want to stay here forever. “If you can’t kiss a girl because it needs to mean something and yet you feel like you are missing out, just kiss me.” Usopp doesn’t even know.

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that higuruma fic i never finished 😵‍💫

One of my fave jackets is this green jacket with a fur hood im wearin rn because 1.) its green 2.) my dad gave it to me 3.) it reminds me of saejima. Who also reminds me of my dad

so over the last week or so i've noticed several people liking almost every fic on my masterlist and, while i am appreciative of the interaction, i just wanted to take a second and ask: if you read something i wrote and enjoyed it, would you maybe at least consider reblogging it? it only takes a couple of extra seconds and is really so helpful and appreciated ❤️

it's all relative and cringe doesn't exist and i don't think i should care or you should care or anyone else

im finally watching the New Hunger Games 🤩 ill let y’all know how much more i hate this man than i did before soon brb

my stendy heart has been fueled and I can’t hold back my love for them anymore u guys every stendy fic i’ve read has been *c h e f ‘ s  k i s s*. read this immediately

air was telling me about that ultimatum reality dating show thing & that’s crazy. I know it’s probably mostly the aromanticism but I can’t imagine clinging to someone when you’re at the point of making an ultimatum. I’d just leave.

“However… I do like to imagine him going thru a string of bad breakups in his early 20s, but only because I think the angst tastes good and because it makes him EXTRA sure about being with you.”

See I love this but I also love the idea of demi Bakugou experiencing his first everything with you. I don’t know which I like more. 😅

Though I do appreciate the aspects of the first. It would make sense; he’d have no issues finding someone wanting to date him. And I do believe sincerely that he longs for that ‘person,’ someone who loves him and has his back no matter what. And all his friends are pairing off, getting married, having babies, etc. He’s very apprehensive, but he gives dating a shot.

And it just keeps not working out. One after the other. I could see him giving up, staying single for several years. By the time you come around, he’s become so jaded about the entire thing. That longing within him has never stopped, but he’s believed for a long time that it’s just a stupid ass fairytale he’s concocted in his head and it will never become a reality. Throws himself even more into his hero work than before. Hates how empty it makes him feel, no matter how hard he works, how hard he tries. It fails to fill that void within him.

And then we finally enter the picture and man’s is hella shook. 😁 (I am also electing to ignore the latest manga events. Nope. Nope. Nope.)

Obviously there are a bunch of different ways this could all go down. I love exploring the possibilities!

(Editing this to ask if you got my message? That for some reason I can’t see any of your replies to my posts or message you??? I’M CONFUSED, BESTIE!!!)

Gonna hyperventilate over this tbh, AS THAT'S LITERALLY EXACTLY HOW I IMAGINE IT!!!

Here's this guy named Bakugo... who could have anybody he wanted, not because people like him... but because they like that he's handsome, somewhat of a celebrity, and rich; and because he wants love, or at least... isn't against it, he gives it a shot... only to be shot down time and time again because, as it turns out (/s), his cold exterior... doesn't just go away like magic when he's offered pwuss.

(I like playing on the trope of "rough guy only soft for his lover..." as I think the public probably thinks his attitude is kind of a joke, that he just puts up a front to hide his soft side, boo hoo, and when you get to know him, he's instantly nice.

We all know that isn't the case, though.)

I talk a lot about that all the time, though, and don't want to repeat everything you already said, but... you could probably even combine that idea w/ the demi headcanon too, cuz you don't have to rule out one to have the other, you know? Bakugo who knows/thinks he can love and longs for it... but keeps getting into all these relationships that just don't work out...

...that he wonders WHAT he's doing wrong. He keeps trying and trying to love all these people but never feels like he really... falls for any of them, nor thinks he's even all that attracted to any of them beyond... certain aesthetics.

(Maybe he even tells them he needs time and it’s just not taken seriously…)

And they get mad at him ofc, for starting, or agreeing, to something he never really follows through with... and then just being his usual self (which means kind of a jerk). But it's not like he's not equally as confused or frustrated by it all; worn down by being told he was lying or not going fast enough or even that he's "different" than they expected... which is how + why he probably ends up being okay with dumping someone or being dumped, and then later, giving up entirely.

It's only when you come around and just... be his friend, let him take his time, explore the natural course of your relationship... that he finally realizes what was going on. He better than anyone knows you can't light a fuse that isn't there, but it's sometimes possible to make one. And then he falls. Falls hard. Falls forever.

Just took that extra bit of time no one else was willing to give him (and you being you, ofc) cuz they were too busy thinking he was a jerk (which... no shit, Sherlock). Then he never leaves you.

obsessed with my silly lil au that's simmering away in my brain and torn between just laying out all the details in random tumblr posts and shutting up and actually writing something about it alsjflksdfs i wish i could write quicker i wish i could draw at all i wish it were easier

We're running off of 0 sleep and tea wow

bye NLMG…it’s been. um cringey interesting? 🫠

it's good that they took strangers from hell out of netflix, if it was still there i would've watched it right before moving to my new dorm just to spook myself for no reason

Every guy in Yakuza seems like they have enough social awkwardness for Tien to role his eyes at…

there's no feasible chance on earth any man can be more awkward than mountain man tien I'm Going To Hide From My Friends Every Other Year And Then For A Decade After Telling Them I'd Never See Them Again For No Apparent Reason And Only Coming Back Cause the World Was Literally Ending shinhan

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