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hazelthebat · 4 days
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hi. portal blue sky broke me
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hazelthebat · 11 days
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touch-starvation needs to be written with emphasis on the starving part. you are hungry to be touched. so hungry that even the very taste of it makes you nauseous. it has been long since anything has ever touched you, ever fed you - that your body has grown more used to that gnawing emptiness more than anything else. it's better for you to be held, to eat but it makes you sick to try. you know
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hazelthebat · 16 days
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Links for All Soulmate AU Lists
For easier reblogging purposes! :D Or if you just want everything organized.
[MASTER LIST]
[Part 1] (18 AUs) [Part 2] (13 AUs) [Part 3] (17 AUs) [Part 4] (15 AUs) [Part 5] (16 AUs) [Part 6] (28 AUs) [Part 7] (18 AUs) [Part 8] (15 AUs) [Part 9] (32 AUs) [Part 10] (30 AUS)
202 AUs in total. I hope there’s no repeats. Enjoy! :D
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hazelthebat · 18 days
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WHY DO I KEEP GETTING INVESTED IN FICS THAT MAKE ME CRY THIS IS HORRIBLE
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hazelthebat · 18 days
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❥ anamnesis ― chapter three ― five nights at freddy's: security breach
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HOO BOY. my world went to SHIT after i posted chapter 2 but i am STILL ALIVE and STILL KICKING so here is chapter 3 nearly DOUBLE THE LENGTH of my normal chapters and also the wonderful and terrible news that anamnesis is now 4 chapters. instead of 3. because,,,,,,,,, yeah
i am fighting with my internet to let me post this good god
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hazelthebat · 26 days
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i open tumblr. i open the post editor
and then i forget what i want to say um
dirnk water if you havent 🫵
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hazelthebat · 29 days
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ALSO i was looking at my ao3 statistics n shit and finding out 24 whole people are subscribed to anamnesis is scary what the hell /pos
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hazelthebat · 29 days
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what if i wroted... digital circus fanfic
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hazelthebat · 1 month
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yet another adhd comic
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hazelthebat · 1 month
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my best writing apparently comes when i am DYING (allergies got me fucked up rn)
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hazelthebat · 1 month
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hey besties. anamnesis chapter 3 is going to be a doozy
it won't. i don't know if it'll be enough to excuse how it'll have been 3 months since i've posted any writing but...... i'm cooking fr
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hazelthebat · 1 month
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When I read a fanfic I like, the author becomes a mini celebrity to me. So when an author with a work I like kudos’ or comments on my own fanfic I just-
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hazelthebat · 1 month
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“say,” sun muses one evening after all the kids have gone home for the day, “can you do something for me, friend?” 
you raise an eyebrow at him over your shoulder. blank white eyes peer down at you from a short distance away. his hands clutch onto a moon plush, long fingers kneading tersely into the soft material. 
“what is it?” you ask curiously. the rag you’d been using to disinfect and clean the top of the security desk gets set off to the side so you can turn around and give him your full attention. you lean back against the desk and make a face at him. “you’re not gonna ask me to help clean out the ball pit again, are you?” 
sun laughs—a loud, sharp thing that reverberates around the daycare in a way that makes your shoulders tense ever so minutely. he waves a hand at you as though to brush off your question. “oh no, nothing like that, silly! i just want you to repeat something for me.” 
“repeat something,” you echo, eyes latched unwaveringly on his form. he tosses the moon plush into its designated bin and approaches closer to you. enough so that his shadow drenches itself over your smaller form like an unforgiving wave and your head cranes up awkwardly to meet his shaded gaze. 
“yes, quite simple, really.” a golden hand reaches forward to set itself on the edge of the desk to your side—effectively caging you against it. a warning bell goes off in your head. you try not to shrink back, but it’s difficult. tendrils of unease snake their way through your chest and into your throat. 
sun’s white-pupil look is unyielding—fixated on something just below your eyes. you swallow thickly.
“repeat after me,” he says in a voice no louder than a murmur. “i love you.” 
your breathing stutters to a stop. 
“what?” is the only thing that breaks through your befuddlement—breathless and rushed out like you couldn’t believe what he’d just said. the tendrils have coalesced into a pressing force that weighs heavily inside your chest. 
sun’s faceplate ticks to the left sharply. grey eyes lower into a half-lidded stare. he makes a sound like he’s clicking his tongue against strangely sharp teeth, disapproving. “that is not what i asked of you, i’m afraid.” his head bows closer towards you. his optics crinkle into crescents as the edges of his smile thin like a razor. “try again.” 
your lips make formless words, but not a sound comes out. your mind feels like it’s running hundreds of miles a minute and yet it’s also… not. there’s no way he understands the depth of what he’s saying, right? what he’s asking? you’re… unsure. you don’t know what to do and it shows in the uncertainty etched into your face and the tautness of your shoulders. 
sun is patient—for now—but you are fumbling miserably. “i— why do you—?”
“ah ah ah,” sun cuts across your stuttering words before you can even get the sentence out. sharp fingers tap against the security desk at your side. tink tink tink. you suppress a shiver. “what did i say? repeat it.” 
you’re stuck. you’re stuck and you have not a single clue on how to slip out of this in all of your unease and reluctance. your heart hammers away in your chest even as your ears burn and a warmth crawls up your neck. sun’s gaze places you in a spotlight and after assessing the way he curls over you in his own semblance of a cage, you exhale slowly through your nose and pull yourself together. 
your jaw clenches, then relaxes, and you part your lips. “i… love you?” 
you cringe internally at the high pitched cadence, but sun does not seem to mind. he shivers—minutely, so minutely—and you can feel where his arm shakes whilst pressed against your side. he looks at you like a lion watching a gazelle, teeth bared in a stretching smile. “again. i love you, sun.” his words are slow.
what are you doing. what are you doing? you balk in the face of his persistence. “i love you, sun.” the words feel… unripe. unnatural. your tongue is made of cotton and lead. 
sun hums in delight—the line of his mouth just inches above your forehead. you cannot even begin to unravel the knot of emotions in your stomach. 
“wonderful,” he eventually breathes into the minuscule space between your faces. his other hand raises to swipe a thumb adoringly under your eye and he sighs contentedly. “just wonderful.”
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hazelthebat · 1 month
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The thing people don’t realize about writing is that time spent just staring out the window is CRITICAL
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hazelthebat · 1 month
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hazelthebat · 1 month
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IT'S DONE IT'S DONE!!!!
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if they post it on their tumblr i'll reblog it as well but its currently set as my icon :3
i'm commissioning a very very close friend of mine for a new icon and AAAAAAAAA i'm so excited!! the one i have rn is temporary (while cute) just bc i couldnt stand looking at the other one LMAO
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hazelthebat · 1 month
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i'm commissioning a very very close friend of mine for a new icon and AAAAAAAAA i'm so excited!! the one i have rn is temporary (while cute) just bc i couldnt stand looking at the other one LMAO
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