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I Don’t Want To Wait, fifty-nine

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AN: Midnight update! I honestly didn’t think I’d be able to post until I got settled in NYC, but it turned out that I got bit by the writing bug and needed to get this one out ASAP (I also started the next one, so hopefully it’ll be a short wait!). Thank you all for being so patient with me as I regroup and change my literal entire life lol. I hope you enjoy this one! And, per usual, I have no idea if my taglist worked, so share if you can. Thank youuuuuu! Without further ado...

Based on the prompts:

Person A waking up from the best sleep of their lives completely on top of person B’s chest who has their arms wrapped tightly around person A.

Aelin took a deep breath in and smiled. She couldn’t remember the last time she’d slept so well. Her body relaxed with her exhale, melting further into the soft fabric beneath her cheek. She let her eyes flutter open and couldn’t fight the smile that tugged at her lips.

Her head was perched on Rowan’s chest, and his arms were still wound tightly around her waist, clutching her to him, even in slumber. His lips were barely parted, letting a soft snore escape them every so often.

She didn’t even remember falling asleep, but it must have happened quickly after they’d been towed home. The pair were still dressed in their Thanksgiving clothes, but now a streak of early morning sunlight shone through the front window, bathing them in a comforting blanket of pale gold.

His face was so relaxed, nearly glowing in the bright sun; he looked… lighter. And she felt it.

She knew they still had more to talk about, but she was so incredibly relieved that she could relax around him again. And they had both made a promise to each other, huddled in the back of his car, that they would start being honest with each other. Really, truly honest.

“Are you staring at me again?” Rowan croaked, eyes still closed, startling Aelin so much that she nearly rolled off the couch and onto the floor. Luckily, Rowan’s iron grasp tightened, ensuring that she remained on top of him instead. He laughed, and she felt it rumble deep in his chest and against her.

“You said I could stare at you whenever I wanted,” Aelin said, reminding him of his words in the car yesterday, accenting her words with a small tap to his chin. He grabbed her finger and pressed it to his lips. Her stomach fluttered as he moved his hand to link with hers and rest on his chest, instead of letting it go. She never wanted him to let her go. Never ever.

“It’s weird to stare while I’m sleeping,” Rowan mumbled, but as he adjusted himself beneath her, and Aelin felt something poking into her hip, she realized that he was feeling anything but weird.

“Weird, huh?” she said, lowering herself back onto his chest with a pointed wriggle against him.

“Aelin…” he groaned, making Aelin smirk with pleasure. She let her lips brush against the bare skin of his neck, planning to tease him a little more as he continued to wake up, but all remnants of sleep evaporated as Rowan hoisted her under him.

Before she could blink, she was pinned with her back against the couch beneath a heavily breathing Rowan. His eyes darkened as he settled between her thighs and his arms lowered, creating a cage around her, until his face was just above hers. Her heart thundered with adrenaline coursing through her body at his proximity. For a second, she could swear that a flash of doubt crossed his face, and she was sure that he was going to pull back, just as he had over and over again in the last few months. But instead, he leaned closer, his eyes darkening as he breathed her in.

“Can I kiss you?” he asked, his voice low and devoid of any sleep.

“If you don’t, I might die,” Aelin whispered, causing him to smile widely.

“How do you always manage to be so dramatic?” he laughed.

She was about to counter, but all thoughts flew out of her head as he pressed his lips to hers. It was different somehow. Not desperate or relieved like yesterday’s kisses had been, but more secure, more confident. A kiss to lead them into the future. One of reassurance.

Their lips parted and tongues met softly as hands slowly roamed, searching for any kind of skin to touch. She shivered as her palm met Rowan’s warm back, his kisses increasing in passion as she drew him closer. She felt him press against her, and she knew they were veering into dangerous territory. She needed to take a breath, regroup. But when she pulled away, Rowan looked at her seriously.

“I told you, I’m not scared anymore.”

She nodded. “I believe you.”

And she did. But she also recognized that they were on her living room couch in broad daylight, and she was nervous that if she kissed him any longer that soon she’d be pulling both their clothes off. And she wasn’t exactly certain that was the best idea. But she was so incredibly tempted to say fuck it. Clearly no one else was home, or her dad would have already sprinted downstairs at the first sign of movement.

But just as she went to lean in again, the front door opened.

“Well, well, well…” Lorcan chuckled. “What do we have here?”

Rowan’s face blanched with panic as he struggled to push himself off Aelin and into a less compromising position, much to Aelin’s disappointment. She really wanted to stick her middle finger up at her burly friend, but she didn’t make it that far because her dad interrupted, shocking her.

“Aw, let them be, Lor.”

Her head swung around, as if she were the little girl in the Exorcist, then back to Rowan, who was looking at her, just as puzzled as she felt.

“Let them be?” Aelin repeated, sitting straight up as she looked at her weary dad, who had taken the all-night shift.

Rhoe just shrugged.

Aelin couldn’t believe it. Was she still dreaming? Had she woken up in some alternative universe?

Aelin opened her mouth and closed it again. And then opened it again. “I was alone in your house with my boyfriend all night long, and you walk in on us in… what could be construed as a compromising position, after months of threatening both of us bodily harm, and you’re telling Lorcan to let us be?”

Rhoe’s grin widened as he sauntered in. He let his hand pat against Aelin’s hair as he walked past the couch and into the kitchen, removing the leftover pie from the refrigerator.

“Your boyfriend, huh?” Rhoe said, a slight bounce in his step.

“Yeah,” Lorcan piped up. “Why should he be worried?” His grin widened. “Last we checked, you two were ‘on a break.’”

Aelin rolled her eyes as she tossed a throw pillow in Lorcan’s direction. He karate chopped it out of the air, not even flinching as it approached his face.

“Obviously, the break is over,” Aelin said.

Aelin’s heart stuttered as she grinned at Rowan, who did nothing but grin right back at her. Her boyfriend. Right back where he belonged.

“Obviously,” Rowan repeated back.

Aelin tried to temper her grin by leaning into Rowan’s shoulder, but as he wrapped his arm around her back, all she could do was smile more as she burrowed into his shoulder.

“I knew it was just a matter of time,” Lorcan laughed, grabbing a fork and joining Rhoe in the kitchen to eat bites of leftover pie right from the tin.

Rhoe snorted. “Such a liar,” he mumbled through his crumb-filled bites. “He’s been extremely worried about you two,” he shouted at the pair on the couch.

Aelin’s eyes flew to Lorcan’s, and she vaguely remembered that Rowan had said that Lorcan had threatened him to shape up.

“Thanks,” she said, her throat narrowing with a wave of emotion. But Lorcan just shrugged her off.

“I just want my babes to be happy,” he said, but his dark eyes shone with an earnest sincerity that had Aelin swallowing back an uncomfortable twinge of tears.

“Speaking of the babes,” Rhoe clapped loudly. “Maeve has requested that you both check in with her before you go off to do… whatever you’re going to do today.”

Rowan nodded as he absentmindedly let his fingers draw patterns on Aelin’s shoulder.

“What are we doing today?” Rowan asked her, which made Aelin remember something they’d discussed the day before.

She jumped up from the couch and rushed to her backpack, ignoring the looks of confusion on the boys’ faces. “That reminds me!” she said, plopping back down next to Rowan with her open planner. “We need to go over my schedule for the next few weeks and see where you can fit in.” She paused and looked at him seriously. “I need you to be a much more active participant in my schedule the next few weeks.”

“I’m here and ready for study duty,” he said.

His smirk reminded her of all the positive reinforcements to motivate her studies he had suggested last night while they waited for their tow truck. Apparently, Rowan was more than ready to jump back into their physical relationship. Her cheeks unwittingly warmed, and she was sure they were a dark pink with how heated she’d just become.

“Do I want to know why the mention of studying has you both blushing?” Lorcan asked. “Is studying some new euphemism I don’t know about? Do I not know the language of the youths anymore? Am I not a youth?”

Rhoe barked out a loud laugh and shoved the rest of the pie toward the spiraling boy. “Have a bite of pie and calm down, youth.”

Aelin raised her brow in her dad’s direction. It was not like him to ignore a moment to tease Aelin and Rowan for blushing at each other. In fact, now that she really took a look at him, he didn’t seem at all like his usual post-night shift self. He was bursting with energy and filled with nothing but smiles and laughter.

“Dad,” Aelin began. “Aren’t you supposed to be grumbling and tired and exhausted? What’s going on?” she asked.

Rhoe’s grin widened.

“You do seem to be in a suspiciously good mood,” Rowan commented.

“Funny you should say that, Rowan,” Rhoe smiled. “This is actually all your doing. You have made my day. My month. My year. Maybe my life.”

Aelin’s brow lifted higher.

“Because of this?” Aelin pointed between her and Rowan. “I didn’t realize you were so concerned about my love life, dad.”

“No,” Rhoe laughed. “I mean, yes, I’m very glad you two have decided to stop being idiots, but no. I’m talking about this.”

Rhoe lifted his phone out of his pocket and pressed the screen. She sat back, eyes wide as she listened to her mother’s incensed voice came out loudly from the speaker.

“RHOE, WHAT THE FUCK?!” Evalin’s voice rang out. “Aelin’s boyfriend just shouted at me in the middle of our extremely lovely Thanksgiving dinner. Not only that, but he embarrassed me in front of an entire restaurant and insulted my boyfriend by running out in the middle of the meal. After I’d been absolutely nothing but polite the entire time! What kind of bad seeds are you letting Aelin run around with? Never in my life have I been so outwardly disrespected. That young man needs to be taught some MANNERS. Fuck!” Her screeching voice lowered to a whispered hiss, as if someone walked in on her leaving the message. “I have to go, but we are NOT finished talking about this.”

By the time the message was finished playing, Aelin’s heart felt like it was going to beat out of her chest. Evalin had called Rhoe to complain about Rowan?! She looked to Rowan nervously, but he was laughing.

Laughing?

In fact, Rhoe was laughing, too. Hysterically. She watched as her dad wiped at his eyes, gasping for air.

“It’s so good,” he wheezed. “I’ve listened to it like forty times. Play this at my funeral,” he cackled.

“DAD!” Aelin was utterly horrified.

“I’m sorry,” he attempted to get out through large gasps of air. “I’m sorry.” He paused. “It’s just… I think that’s the first time I’ve ever heard her say ‘fuck’ outside the bedroom.”

Aelin gagged. “Oh my god, EW.”

Rhoe laughed, his expression still gleeful. “I’m sorry, but, you know you weren’t born via immaculate conception, right?”

“Still, I do not need to know anything that has ever been said inside your bedroom,” Aelin said.

Rhoe held his hands up in acknowledgement. “Fair.” He took a deep breath and looked over at Rowan, a glittering gleam in his bright blue eyes. “You really yelled at her?” he asked. “In public?”

Rowan nodded, and Aelin watched as her dad approached the couch and clapped Rowan’s shoulder with his large, steady hand.

“I know this is extremely bad form, and I will deny saying it if you ever repeat this, but… thank you. That bitch had it coming.”

“DAD!”

“She deserved way worse,” Rowan mumbled and Rhoe nodded sagely.

He laughed again, mostly to himself, and pressed his sugary lips against Aelin’s forehead. “I’m going to bed. I love you,” he mumbled against her skin.

“I love you, too,” Aelin replied.

“Don’t forget to check in with your Aunt!” he called out as he traipsed up the stairs.

“Breakfast?” Rowan asked, pulling Aelin off the couch and back into his arms. She sighed happily and wrapped herself around his waist.

“Yes, I’m starving,” she moaned.

“Me too,” Rowan commented, his voice low and husky. She tilted her head upwards and welcomed the kiss that was headed her way. But their lips had only barely met when they were disrupted by a loud thud.

The pair jumped back, narrowly missing Lorcan as he plopped horizontally onto the couch, eyes already closed as he stretched out.

“Don’t you have a home with a real bed?” Aelin quipped, annoyed by the interruption.

But Lorcan was somehow already asleep. A loud snore filled the room, causing Aelin to giggle softly.

“To Maeve’s?” she asked, and Rowan nodded.

“French toast with extra bacon?” he asked, and Aelin couldn’t help smiling widely. “We can go over your schedule while we eat,” he added, while handing her her planner.

“I love you,” she said, leaning further into his side. But, she really was hungry. She hadn’t really eaten much yesterday because of the Thanksgiving upset, and her stomach was rumbling and ready for food.

Laughing, Rowan helped her put on her warm coat and led them to the front door, but as they opened it, they were shocked to see Elide and Manon on the stoop.

“Oh!” Aelin gasped, clutching at her chest.

“Sorry!” Elide smiled apologetically. “We’re a little early.”

Aelin narrowed her brow in confusion. Early…?

“For shopping?” Elide filled in. “You said you wanted to do all your Christmas shopping today because you wouldn’t have any time next month?”

Right. Aelin had been so overloaded with emotions in the last twenty-four hours that she’d completely forgotten about her plans with Elide. But sure enough, as she opened the planner in her hand, there in big bold writing was SHOPPING!

Whoops. With … well, everything, it had completely slipped her mind. She turned to Rowan to apologize, but he beat her to it, interrupting before she could begin.

Rowan shoved his hands in his pockets and tilted his head back, swallowing back a frown.

“It’s fine,” he said quickly.

Aelin narrowed her eyes in his direction, wondering what he was going on about.

He seemed to be fighting the urge to shrink into himself, and Aelin watched as he actively took a slow breath and roll his shoulders back instead. Interesting.

“You guys shop, and I’ll meet you back at Maeve’s when you’re finished,” he continued, and Aelin barely contained a gleeful giggle as she reached out for his hand.

“Oh no,” she said as she laced her fingers through his. “You’re not getting out of shopping. No way.” She turned to her friends, one of whom was practically vibrating with excitement as she asked, “It’s okay if Rowan joins, right?”

Instead of a reasonable answer, Elide flung herself around the pair, nearly knocking them over in the process. Aelin swayed on her feet, looking down at her petite friend, who had somehow managed to squish her face between her and Rowan’s shoulders.

“Oh, I’m so happy!” Elide cheered, squeezing the pair impossibly tighter. For someone so small, Elide was really and truly strong.

“El,” Aelin gasped. “Air.”

She mumbled out and apology and stumbled backwards, returning to her own girlfriend with a grin.

“I told you they’d figure it out,” Manon finally chimed in as she winked at Aelin. Her heart warmed, blooming with affection for the friends who helped her stay sane the last few weeks. Even Manon had hoped for their reconciliation. She couldn’t help but smile wider as she leaned into Rowan’s side.

His arm wrapped around her shoulders, tracing gentle circles into her arm in a familiar gesture of affection.

Manon’s golden gaze flickered to the spot where his fingers danced and sighed loudly.

“Just…don’t hook up in a dressing room and get us kicked out of the mall, okay? I really need a new winter coat.”

Aelin gasped in feigned horror, drawing her hand up to her heart. “What? I’d never!”

All her friends stared back all too knowingly at her, causing her expression shock to morph into a self-satisfied smirk.

“Okay, I might, but Rowan would never.”

“And that’s why Rowan’s my favorite,” Manon said seriously.

Aelin was about to fight back again, but Rowan’s smile was so blinding, she resisted. She’d missed that smile. She forgotten how it lit up his whole face, his cheeks upturned and his green eyes glistening with unbridled joy.

“Are you sure you don’t mind?” he asked again as they all made their way to the car.

“It just means that I’ll have to wait longer to buy your Christmas card, but that’s fine. That is an art that can’t be rushed.”

Rowan’s pace stuttered as he looked at her seriously.

“You we’re going to still buy me a Christmas card?” he asked. “Even though we were…” He left the words unsaid but she understood. She had a feeling they would never refer to their untimely break up ever again.

To prove herself, she pulled her planner from her notebook and directed Rowan to the gift list in the right corner. Sure enough, first you under HOLIDAY GIFTS, was written in Aelin’s neat handwriting - ROWAN CARD.

“I guess I hoped we’d figure it out, too.”

He smiled and squeezed her hand, reassuring her that no matter what, they’d always figure things out.

. . .

As expected, the mall was an absolute madhouse. Christmas carols blared from the overhead speakers as shoppers flitted to and from each store searching for the best deals.

Aelin loved it.

“It’s Christmas!” Aelin cheered as she increased her pace, Rowan keeping stride beside her as she tugged at his hand, overwhelmed with holiday excitement, chewing at the large soft pretzel Manon had bought her.

“Not quite, Ace,” he laughed.

“Where to first?” Aelin asked. She had so many people to buy gifts for this year, and she needed to fit it all into today. As soon as school started up again, she knew she’d have just as little time as before. If not less. She needed to make the most of the day.

“Department store?” Manon suggested. “I need a coat, a hat and ski gloves.”

“Ski gloves?” Aelin asked. “Do you ski?”

Aelin couldn’t picture her leather-clad friend enjoying any kind of sporting activity.

“I don’t but many mom kind of strong armed me into joining a few clubs this year.” She paused. “I’m on the senior social committee.”

Rowan snorted as Elide looped her arm through Manon’s and looked up at her with wide eyes. “Yes, because when I think Manon Blackbeak, I think social.”

Manon nudged Elide with the tip of her elbow, trying to shake her off, but Elide only squeezed her arm tighter, leading her toward the large coat section marked with large red sale signs.

“Anyway…” Manon continued, ignoring her girlfriend. “I had the privilege of planning the senior ski trip, and the whole committee is expected to go.” She smiled as her eyes gazed down at her girlfriend with affection. “It’s fine, though, because I got to help with room assignments. So, it turns out that Elide is actually going to be bunking with me for three whole days.”

Elise’s cheeks blushed as she pulled out a black jacket and handed it to Manon. “What about this one?” she asked, clearly trying to divert the conversation but Aelin couldn’t believe her ears.

“Your uncle is letting you go on the senior ski trip?” Aelin gaped. “And sleepover with your girlfriend?”

Elide’s conservative uncle never let her anywhere. Nights at Lorcan’s shed managed to make him believe she was at weekly Bible study. She had no idea how he’d agreed to the senior ski trip.

“I told him it was a three day Mission Trip to the south,” she said, chewing at her lip. “And he obviously doesn’t know I have a girlfriend,” she said with a frown. “I’m totally going to hell.”

“Happy to help,” Manon said, seeming thoroughly pleased with herself as she threw another black coat over her arm. Elide’s frown slid off her face as she leaned into Manon’s side, even closer.

“Senior ski trip,” Rowan said, his eyes alight with mischief. “I’ve heard…lots of stories.”

He looked to Aelin. She’d heard those stories too. A long weekend of snowy debauchery awaited anyone who signed up to go to the Staghorn Senior Ski Trip. It was infamous.

“Is it too late to sign up?” Rowan asked, causing an unexpected giggle to escape Aelin’s lips.

“Nope,” Manon shook her head. “Just have to give the committee a check by December 1.”

“How much?” Rowan asked.

He couldn’t possibly be serious. Aelin’s cheeks heated so much she thought she might need to take off her coat.

“$1600?” Manon replied, and she watched as Rowan deflated. But at his reaction, a spark of hope bloomed in Aelin’s chest. He was serious about wanting to move things forward physically. It wasn’t just lip service. He wanted that. With her. On the senior ski trip, of all places.

“Oh,” he said sadly. “Never mind.”

“It’s okay,” Aelin reassured him with a squeeze of her hand. “We’ll have our own fun here. Two weeks of winter break and rushing to finish my college applications,” she laughed.

“The most fun,” he laughed.

“It’s not senior ski trip debauchery level,” Aelin admitted. “But, you never know.”

“No,” Rowan replied, leaning down to brush his lips against hers. “You never do.” He paused as he leaned back slightly. “Maybe we should start implementing that study reward system for college apps, too.”

Aelin raised her brow. “What kind of reward?”

Rowan leaned forward and kissed her again, surprising her by opening his mouth slightly in a kiss maybe slightly inappropriate for their surroundings.

When he pulled away, his eyes were dark and filled with promises that Aelin wasn’t sure he’d ever fulfill. A shiver ran down her spine and her heart beat faster.

“I’m listening,” she said as her lips curled into a wide smile. She wrapped her arms around his neck, trying to pull him back down for another kiss, but he unclasped them and brought them between them, kissing her knuckles gently. What would have felt like a rejection merely days ago suddenly felt like the low whispered promise of “later.”

“You sure you can’t swing the ski trip?” Manon laughed. “I’m sure I could fudge the names so that Rhonda Whitethorn and Aelin Galathynius are bunk mates.”

“I wish,” Aelin groaned.

The noise unintentionally must have set Rowan off though because before she knew what was happening, she was being pulled through racks of clothes in the opposite direction from Manon and Elide. She barely heard him about that they’d be back in a bit over the whooshing of her pulse as he took off.

Rowan’s hand gripped hers tightly as he led them through the maze of the store, searching for something. His hand reached out and grabbed at a few shirts on display before barreling into the long stretch of dressing rooms in the back corner of the floor.

Aelin felt the cold shock of the mirror against her back as Rowan pressed against her, securing her firmly.

“Rowan would never,” he laughed to himself as Aelin watched his eyes grow impossibly dark. “Rowan would absolutely.”

With that, he swooped down and captured her lips, making her gasp with surprise. His mouth moved against hers with a determined fervor that had her pulse quickening and her body warming under his touch.

“Oh!” she gasped, startled. But she couldn’t bring herself to stop him. She wanted this. So much. She’d missed him. Was still missing him, even though he was all over her. They had too much time to make up for. His hands moved down her torso to palm at her butt, causing her to squeal.

“Shh,” he warned her, swallowing her next moan with his lips.

She didn’t know what had happened or who this confident boy in front of her was, but she was not upset about it in the least. It felt like whatever dam Rowan had erected this fall to keep some physical distance between them was entirely gone, and now his desire spilled forth into her, completely uncontrolled. It thrilled her.

Without separating their mouths, Aelin lifted her leg to wrap around his waist and was infinitely grateful when he got the picture and lifted her other one to hook behind him. From this angle, he was able to keep Aelin pinned against the mirror comfortably, his hands once again able to roam freely as his hips kept her in place.

Aelin didn’t even stop to think as his hands went under her sweater and his mouth lowered to nip at the sensitive skin below her ear. She shivered in earnest. Goosebumps breaking out on her arms as he continued to suck at her neck.

His mouth created a warm trail of desire, moving with ease to the other side of her neck and then back to her mouth again, never relenting, never easing up, but always giving her just enough to keep her squirming against him. And if what she could feel between her thighs was any indication, the keeping her squirming part was not an accident.

“I’m sorry,” he finally said as he pulled away panting.

“What?” Aelin asked. “You don’t need to be sorry. This is…amazing,” she panted, still catching her breath. She wanted to reassure him that he didn’t need to pump the breaks anymore if he didn’t want to. If he wanted to give this much, she was more than ready to receive.

“I’m sorry because we could have been doing this for the last four months,” he groaned as he let his head fall forward, resting it against hers.

She couldn’t resist rubbing her nose with his, and she laughed softly as his blonde lashes fluttered against her skin.

“You don’t have to apologize,” Aelin whispered. “You had to go through what you were going through. And if it brought us here, I don’t think I can be mad about it.”

She watched as his expression softened, though his grasp on her never faltered. He leaned in and pressed kisses to each cheek, then her forehead, then her nose, then her lips, whispering soft, reverent “I love you’s” between each one.

And when he was finished being soft with her, she tugged at his hair and opened her mouth beneath his again.

“I love you, too,” she whimpered, setting him off again. His lips crashed to hers again and again, making her forget everything else but the feel of his body against hers. She forgot where she was. She forgot who she was. She forgot her name and her age and the time and the place. All she knew was Rowan and his incredibly talented mouth.

She didn’t know how long they’d been at it when the fitting room door swung open. A horrified sales lady dropped her large pile of clothes, shrieking as the pair scrambled to detangle their limbs from each other.

“One person only in each fitting room!” the woman cried as Aelin wiped at her mouth and cackled wildly.

“We were fully clothed!” she shouted over her shoulder as the woman pulled out her radio, surely to report them to security. “Don’t look so scandalized!”

She and Rowan were still red-faced and giggling when they found Manon and Elide.

“We’ve been looking for you!” Elide cried out. “Where were you?”

Aelin looked over her shoulder at the woman, who was now pointing at her and Rowan from across the store at a burly looking security dude.

“We need to leave,” Aelin sputtered through her giggles. “Now.”

“What did you do?” Elide asked, but Manon just grabbed her girlfriend’s hand as she shook her head. She knew all too well what the pair had been up to.

“Run!” Rowan directed as he pulled Aelin by the handout of the store, laughing the whole time. They didn’t stop until they were back in the car.

. . .

Rowan and Aelin were dropped off at Maeve’s after a detailed account of what had happened. And though Aelin hadn’t accomplished a single thing on her to do list, she still felt like she was on top of the world.

And she wasn’t the only one.

Every time Maeve came by to drop food at a different table, she made sure to pause and give Aelin the biggest hug she could manage.

“Maeve,” Rowan whined as she paused again to squeeze the pair of them tightly.

“Hush,” she scolded her nephew. “I have missed Aelin just as much as you have. Maybe more.”

“That feels highly unlikely,” Rowan muttered under his breath, causing Aelin to laugh.

Maeve just glared at her nephew and then turned back to Aelin with a relaxed smile.

“How’s the schedule coming?” she asked, scanning the new color coding Aelin had added to the next few weeks of her planner.

Anything written in black was for school assignments. Pink was for the hospital volunteer program. Blue was for dance class. And purple was for college applications. And bright green highlighter meant that Rowan was expected to join in whatever activity it was. She got a thrill of pleasure each time she used the highlighter and it made them both smile to see so much green patterned on the page.

“Good,” Rowan answered as he shoved a soft fry into his mouth. “Look at all the green. That’s me.”

Aelin smiled at the gesture. He always left her the extra crispy fries because they were her favorite. For the hundredth time that day she had to resist leaning over the table and kissing him.

“College essays need to be finished in two weeks if I want notes from Miss Crochan,” Aelin explained, “So that’s first priority.” She tapped her pen against the paper. “Then I still have three more labs this semester.” She made a face. Those damned labs would be the death of her. “Luckily midterms aren’t until January, so I have a bit of time. But the winter dance festival is in two weeks, so that’s going to be difficult to balance with everything else.” Aelin bit the tip of her pen. “But it’s fine. I’m figuring it out.”

“And I’m helping,” Rowan said, grabbing another soggy fry. “Turns out I’m great at schedules.”

Aelin couldn’t help it. She leaned across the table and kissed him, tugging the collar of his sweater toward her and grasping it tightly.

From behind her she could hear Maeve laugh and head back to the kitchen. But Aelin was mostly preoccupied with the boy attached to her mouth.

Eyes glittering, he pulled back and smirked. “So that’s it, huh? Schedules really get you going?”

“Oh yeah,” Aelin laughed. “Just wait until we get to my to do lists.”

“Maybe I should put this all in a spreadsheet?” Rowan laughed, popping another fry into his mouth.

“Oh baby, don’t tease me,” she giggled.

“You’re a menace,” he breathed softly as his cheeks flushed.

“A menace who loves and appreciates you very much,” she said. She watched as he looked up startled. A piece of hair fell forward onto his forehead and she couldn’t resist leaning forward and smoothing it out.

His blush deepened, but he smiled at her regardless, letting her fuss over him. Now that she was allowed to touch him without holding back, she planned on taking advantage of every minute.

Which reminded her…

“Since I have my planner out…” she began as she flipped through the next few weeks. “When do you want to have sex?”

She’d thought she’d be able to shock him or at least ruffle him a tiny bit, but all Rowan did was smile. Though she didn’t fail to notice the blush that tinged the tips of his ears with a dusting of pink.

“Remember how last time we planned went?” he asked, shutting her planner gently.

But, despite her tawdry delivery, Aelin was serious. They had to schedule a time to lose their virginities. Had he not seen her next few weeks? If they didn’t schedule it, it wouldn’t happen at all!

“But—” she started to protest, trying to flip the planner back open, but he held firm and leaned toward her. And for all her former confidence, Aelin suddenly felt her pulse start to race again. How could he do that?

“It’s going to happen when it happens,” he said as his eyes narrowed in on hers, assuring her silently.

But she wasn’t so sure. She didn’t like not having a plan. She was all about a plan. Spontaneous didn’t seem to work for them either.

“But—” She tried to open the planner again, but he just shook his head and laced his fingers with hers and placed them on the table. Aelin breathed deeply, trying to take this new piece of information in stride, but she needed more guidance. She looked at him with pleading eyes. “Can we set the week at least?”

Rowan cracked a smile and shook his head again. “How about we just leave it as… soon?”

Aelin narrowed her eyes at her boyfriend, who was sitting next to her far too calmly for what they were discussing. How was she the flustered one all of a sudden?

“Soon,” she tried out. But it didn’t satisfy her. “How soon? Before break? Before Christmas? Before New Years?”

Rowan chuckled. “Soon,” he said again, before returning to his soggy fries.

Soon.

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many many anons under the cut bc i didn’t want anyone to feel like i was ignoring them and i wanted to respond to u all! warning for small text too, it was so long i wanted to make it look smaller fgbnjkgkjn

Anonymous asked: NAT... you can write WHATEVER you want! It's your blog, and I hope that rude anons can learn to respect that. I used to be on your blog just for jjba content too, so when you started getting into jjk I was indifferent but eventually you dragged me into jjk so hard!! I already like bnha, so seeing you write for it only made me happier! I hope that you continue to write whatever make YOU happy:) ❤and yes, longer fics certainly doesnt mean it's better, quality over quantity

ahh i’m happy that you are here for all three!! i always feel so accomplished when someone is like ‘your constant screaming made me think about jjk <3′. all three of the fandoms are fairly popular and i tag everything v carefully so i hope people who do use the filtering find that useful!!!

Anonymous asked: Goodness gracious. People really be out there thinking they're entitled to dictating what kind of content you should be making

i think part of it might be that i do take requests so people feel like they have like . . . a certain right to certain kinds of my content? i take requests mostly bc they keep me motivated, i like making content for ppl who cant find what they want bc i’ve Been There, but maybe people think i am a pushover? idk i am just trying to have a good time!!!

Anonymous asked: Hi. I only started following you a few days ago but please ignore that rude anon. People are so fucking entitled towards writers it's insane. I recently had someone throw a fit for "spoiling" something in my fanfic, even though the fic was about a manga-exclusive character, so what did they expect?? Overall I've really enjoyed your writing so random assholes coming to guilt you is just a shitty thing that happens. Keep going with what you wanna do.

ah gosh anon i’m sorry about that :(. i’m always super careful tagging spoilers and stuff but like, if someone clicks on a fic about say, naoya or the steel ball run boys and is mad that i spoil something they havent found out yet . . . yeah thats on them fgbnkjgfkjn

Anonymous asked: That...that anon had the nerve to say "we". The fuck?! No no no anon, YOU'RE the only one talking and you're just talking for yourself, don't you dare try and lump us other anons/followers up with you to make yourself look like you're right. We love you nat and we appreciate you. It's your blog, you're allowed to write about whoever and whatever. This brain dead anon just needs to either go read someone else if they're that salty or write their own stuff if they're that impatient.

gosh i WISH some of my mad anons would just write their own stuff honestly. idk if this anon thought they were talking for everybody but i guess they expected anons to agree with them and not be mad at them. i appreciate u anon ;_;

Anonymous asked: Just want to say that ily and you’re one of the best jojo fanfic writers in my opinion 💗 I don’t think you’re half assing jojo fics and there’s absolutely nothing wrong with you being multi fandom. A lot of jojo blogs have started posting about jjk so it’s not as if you’re the only one. I’m not sure why you get hate like this but I think it’s just because you’re one of the popular writers and that makes people bitter for whatever reason. Keep being you and posting about the things that make you happy 💕

honestly after so long writing for jojo - i’ve written well over 200 jojo reader insert fics - sometimes it feels like i’m retreading stuff, and that’s when i take a break bc i dont wanna half-ass stuff!!! i love all of my fellow jojo friends who are posting about jjk too, i appreciate them <3.

Anonymous asked: Hey my dude, ur writing has really grown since the jojo days and its better and awesome seeing u become happier to branch off and write in different fandoms 🤌🤌 those stupid anons are just boring farts that couldnt be bothered making their own content 😤😤 is it possible to block them to ease ur mind?

hello anon!! i run a statcounter for IPs but it doesnt always work for ppl who access through the tumblr app, i don’t think; a lot of the anon hate i get i just use the ‘block’ option, but last night got to me because i’ve been getting that kind of writer a lot which is . . . a bad look for the jojo fandom who are, as a whole from the ones i’ve interacted with, lovely!!! <3

Anonymous asked: People often forget, the person behind art or writing, is just another regular fan. You deserve to be happy with what you create and we should be thankful you share your talent with us. You also have right to change your main interests, and it's very normal thing. Jojo is one of the MANY things that you write for and all you get from that is a like or share. Its not your job. It's your fun thing to do, in spare time. You haven't betrayed anybody. That person was just rude, selfish and bored.

i am just a person doing my best!!! anime fanfic is one of many interests i have and i already devote a lot of time to it honestly, i love when people tell me they’ve enjoyed something i made bc it makes it feel worthwhile but equally it gets to me a lot when people are rude because i am usually trying my hardest.

Anonymous asked: Bro that jjba anon... the entitlement🤮 Fam, you write whatever you want to write😤 -Saturday

dfnjbkjnkgf i find most fic readers are NOT entitled at all and are just grateful but when they are . . . oof.

Anonymous asked: It's funny how people throw "we got you popular" and they think you start apologize and cry. Your writing and passion made you gain few numbers on a follow counter, nothing more. I think I'm too old for stuff like this, we are nothing more, but +1 on a number scale. You ow us nothing, we ow you nothing. Popular... Funny word. You just write for fun of it, fake scenarios about someone's manga characters. It's not that deep. Have fun and don't listen to people like this. I knew it's not that easy, but they are really not that important as they think they are.

extremely fun fact for people who think ‘popularity’ is important to me: i would 100% rather have 10 people who regularly comment, reblog my fics with tags and interact with me than 100 people who read my fic and either leave a like or simply move on. i think this is true for the VAST MAJORITY of writers tbh. i’m glad that people think i am a ‘popular’ blog (i am not in the grand scheme of things, one of my ex-best friends used to run a kpop reader insert blog with like 30,000 followers) bc it gives me an ego boost lmao, but i really just want people to read and enjoy the stuff i write!!!

Anonymous asked: I followed you a while ago for jojo and when my friends started getting into jjk i was like...eh sounds like work...but now that I see you writing for it I feel really motivated to get into it!!! I really enjoy your writing and I want to be able to read the new stuff too!

ah anon i really hope you like it!!! it’s only one season rn if u wanna watch the anime and there isn’t too much of the manga to catch up on either but it is a lot of fun and it’s nice to be in a fandom that’s like, excited about a new chapter and new plot developments every week!

Anonymous asked: Pls dont reply if u dont want to! <3 I'm not sure if this will be of any help to you or not but this is the kind of thing that often helps me and is the only way I know to try comfort others so I wanted to give it a go~

Now im not gonna say 'dont feel bad pls' bc I know that's not really useful but what I do think is useful is just discussing why that anon and many others feel the need to respond that way. As someone who follows a lot of writing blogs myself and have done for a long time, i've seen my handful of favourite writers come and go for different reasons, lose motivation for a while, gain motivation for a while, go from multi to single fandom, or single fandom to multi. Often times as a reader it can be upsetting when things change but it's also important as a reader to understand that some things aren't in anyone's control, I can't control what my favourite writers become a fan of or lose interest of, I can't control things in their personal lives that may motivate or demotivate them to write, but what I can do is support them as long as they're active, and if they move on to do things i'm no longer interested in or i'm the one that changed interests, rather than being upset that they're evolving to do other things or that they're not evolving with me, I think it's important that I still feel thankful for the works that I enjoyed while we were still on the same page and this is how I personally deal with those negative feelings. I think the anons that lash out at you probably just dont know what to do with themselves, maybe they got attached to your works while you were still only a jjba blog and now that you're evolving they're upset, while I understand how they feel, they're going the completely wrong way about it. I've learned to take these things and turn them into something positive for myself or at least something bittersweet that I can move on from but the anons that lash out at you for whatever reason probably haven't learned this yet. Maybe it's because i've moved on and changed interests a lot myself that I know how these things go for both writers and readers but those anons maybe haven't experienced this as much so they dont know what to do with themselves other than complain that you've changed and throw insults at you in an attempt to get you to revert back. None of this is because of the quality of your writing like they want you to believe, it's literally just because you've evolved and while some of your old followers might not like the new content for no reason other than it not being their cup of tea, it's definitely not regressed at all. You are pumping out a lot of content right now but every single thing i've read has just been better than the last. Things that really stand out to me is how well you get characterisation down to a T and all of your dialogue is just on point and from the pov of a reader I think those things seem the hardest to get right so I am such a huge fan of your stuff at the moment and I can tell you're really putting so much thought and care into each and every fic no matter how fast you're producing it, I think the fact that you're also proud of what you're writing at the moment really shines through as well and I just adore the passion that radiates from every completed request as well as in the responses for the subsequent thirsts resulting from these works that appear in your ask box later (I know i've sent quite a few by now~)

Just to be clear i'm not defending those anons in any way, while I can understand what they might be feeling/why they're reacting in the way they are I still believe it's just so immature to be hateful online point blank. Even during a time where I still got upset with writers if they started doing something else I still never targeted that negativity directly to the writer and sending rude or hateful comments whether on anon or not never something i'd stooped low enough to do even when I still had an immature way of thinking, however, I hope that it might make it a little easier to brush them off if we try and understand what they're really upset about, and that they're just putting the blame for their negative feelings onto the wrong thing rather than coming to terms with change themselves.

hello anon!! i appreciate the long message. i do feel bad for people who have no interest in what i’m currently producing and i get that they feel upset about it; i’ve watched a lot of fellow jojo writers move on completely or just stop posting, honestly. this kind of thing is why i was so intense about asking people if it would be better if i made a separate blog but the resounding answer seemed to be ‘i’m just vibing with whatever happens and i’ll block tags as needed’.

i often return to works by my favourite reader-insert writers who no longer write for the fandoms i like (and i read stuff bc it sounds interesting or i trust the person who writes it), but change can be difficult and i guess at this point i’ve - whether u like me or not lmao - been a fixture in jojo reader-insert tumblr for a While so it’s probably kind of jarring.

anyway i really appreciate you and the nice words! <3

Anonymous asked: hi nat! I just wanted to pop in and say that regardless of what fandom you write for, the love and care you pour into your writing and into interacting with followers who care about your work as well is really obvious. you're doing this for FREE and people should appreciate what you've given us so far, since ultimately this blog should be for you, whatever that means to you at any point in time. it's ok to jump fandoms! the important thing is that you feel good about what you're producing and that it makes you happy. everyone else is just a bonus - but, seeing you on my dash certainly makes me happy : ) I hope you feel better soon!

thank you anon! i’m feeling much better and happier today. birthdays are very difficult for me (i did not think i’d be alive at eighteen, much less 25!) so this event is definitely kind of a way for me to concentrate on something else, and i’m a little bit extra sensitive atm. i appreciate you so much, thank you for the kind words!!! <3

Anonymous asked: Hello! I just wanted to say, write what YOU want and make YOUR writings as long as you'd like. 💖 To the anon who is like "We mAdE yOu FaMoUs dOnt HalF asS iT" stfu, let people do what they wanna do. If you think they half do it, write something better and longer you asshat.

this is an open invitiation to that anon to send me a link to their writing blog and i’ll hype them up i promise <3

Anonymous asked: nat i'm so so sorry about that ask please know that your older followers don't share the same opinion :( sometimes people forget about the living, breathing person behind the screen smh. you are not a machine. you absolutely should not restrict yourself to posting about one fandom forever. yes, we're first pulled in by your amazing content, but we stay for your wonderful personality and work ethic. please just keep being you, taking up projects you feel comfy with! <333 bless u

ahh thank u anon! unfortunately i actually am a writing robot, i’m sorry u had to find out this way. my jojo chip has been removed, please send it back so i can continue to not half-ass my jojo work. fgnjkbgjkfn thank you so much angel!!! i appreciate you ;_;.

Anonymous asked: i don’t think it’s fair for other people to say shit about what you choose to write about because on tumblr and other writing platforms, writers are constantly developing how they write and the fandoms that they write for. it’s not fair for someone to criticize that “you don’t care about jjba blah blah blah” because you can enjoy new shows/manga. and like you said you’ve grown so much!! proud of you nat and im glad that ive been able to read your works (sincerely other nat)

i am STILL waiting for you to come and fight me other nat fgnjkbnf. it’s nice to be enjoying different things! i am constantly learning new things and reading new works and making new friends and improving and i think that’s important. i do care about jjba - a lot! but i can care about other things too! <3

Anonymous asked: I may not be one of your oldest followers, but i've been here for almost 3 years. Yes, i started following u for ur jojo content, but let me tell u, ur newfound motivation and enthusiam for other fandoms was honestly contagiuos for me. And i say this as a person who finds very difficult to move from one interest to another. Jojo is great, but so are other fandoms. Please don't let some faceless scum rob u that motivation. This is ur blog and u r always free to write whatever u want.

honestly, i have been there! i am autistic and i have special interests and watching other people move on to stuff i’m not vibing with has made me sad in the past, but i want people to be happy more than anything and sometimes that means new things and change! <3

Anonymous asked: Hi Nat! I saw that rude anon message & I just wanted to pop in & say that they're wrong. You're not betraying anyone & you should write whatever it is you want to write. I followed you for jojo & I'm not familiar with the other fandoms that you write for, but personally it makes me SO happy to see you enjoying new things! It's always good to find joy wherever you can, so keep writing what you're interested in. There a lot of ppl who want to see you happy and healthy <3

honestly the idea of it being a GRAND BETRAYAL is so funny, i am just writing anime fanfic here and thriving!!! tysm anon! <3

Anonymous asked: Those anons can piss off! They have no right to judge how long or how short your writing is. If they want longer content write it their damn selves. I think your writing has improved wonderfully and I originally followed for Jojo and I'm enjoying all the content period. I don't even watch jujutsu ( not my cup of tea personally) but I love seeing the creativity and the interactions. You write what makes you happy Nat and that's on that! You don't owe anybody anything! I know how hard writing is and when your consuming new content it's hard to make content for something else. That doesn't mean you don't like it any more your just doing something different for a while. Love you and your content and I'm enjoying the love your putting into your content whether long or short. ♥♥💕 Sending love your way!

honestly my idea of ‘short content’ is still over 1k words, i’m not good at reeling myself in! i guess it’s bc they see like, 1.5k jojo fic versus 5k jjk fic but it’s not that i didn’t enjoy the first fic, just that the point and the story came a lot quicker and so did the natural end! thank you anon, i appreciate you ;_;

Anonymous asked: Hello! Just wanted to let your know that I think your writing is awesome, and that you should write for whoever and for whatever you want to! You dont have to stay loyal to one fandom or anything, and your followers shouldn't expect that from you! It's not like they are paying you to write, you are doing this for free, and because you enjoy it and it makes you happy! If they dont like your stuff, they dont have to follow you, they can go to other blogs that cater to their taste, and they definitely don't need to be sending you such hurtful comments, and they dont get to make you feel sad about your writing! Just because they followed you during your earlier stages of writing, doesn't mean you owe them some type of loyalty or compensation! You can write literally whatever you want as long as it makes you happy! That's what your hobby and your blog are for! I hope you know that alot of your followers love your work and think that you are an amazing writer and are down to support the work that makes you happiest! 💖💖

ahh thank you so much anon!!! i am always so bowled over by how many people are nice to me when something like this happens, i am sending you my love <3

Anonymous asked: don’t listen to them!! we love you as a writer no matter what you write, because you’re a good person and a talented writer!! you shouldn’t have to change what you write to please a bitter person, and if they only want jjba, they can go to another blog instead of bringing you down. you’re doing amazing and they should be thankful you grace us with your talents!!

to be totally honest, if i was half-assing or not vibing with content i was making i just. wouldn’t post it. like you’d be able to TELL when i was half-assing stuff just to get words out (source: i have re-read my own nanowrimo works). there are lots of great jjba blogs who could do with more followers n interaction!!! i hope they do find them and i hope they’re nice to them :(.

Anonymous asked: Please don’t pay attention to that anon. People only have that confidence when they have anon turned on. Them looking through your blog despite feeling that way is peak fan behavior and speaks to how addicting your writing is. Naturally, you can’t please everyone and there will be people who are irrational and feel entitled to tell you what to do or what to write no matter what. Trust me when I say they’re a small minority and are more likely probably passing viewers rather than regulars. I check your blog about three or more times a day because I love reading not just your fics but also your takes, banter with other anons, or even random updates. Brainrot posts? LOVE TO SEE IT!!! Desk update? AMAZING!!! With that being said, don’t feel pressured to continue pushing out content for others. Write what makes you happy! You’ve been writing for JJBA for 4 years and it’s completely normal + healthy to get into new media. I’m not sure if it would mean much, but your love for JJK has gotten me excited to start it too!!

anon i really hope you enjoy it!!! sometimes these anons remember stuff i’ve posted and said better than i do tbh, i am living in their heads rent free i guess!

Anonymous asked: I've been following you for a couple of years and honestly it would always be a joy to see when you posted. Your writing has improved and I'm very happy you're enjoying yourself ! I know it hurts hearing and seeing stuff like that but I'm happy you're here. I'm honestly blessed everytime you post. Your writing is phenomenal. I love reading it even if its characters that I dont care for. You capture their essences so well and weave an amazing tale within the prompts and whatnot. You're amazing nat!

wehh thank you so much!!! re: the improvement, i really don’t feel like it has and then i re-read something i wrote when i first started and i’m like oh my god maybe it has. did i really write about jotaro acting like that.

Anonymous asked: Hi Nat. I recently became a follower of yours and I'm really saddened to see you get hate. You seem like a genuinely sweet person with amazing talent! I'm a writer myself and, unfortunately, get the same kind of comments. And when you get those comments, it doesn't leave you feeling motivated. People need to understand that people can and will, at times, grow out of fandoms. (1 Not just that but you're doing all of this for free. Again, I'm sorry you got such a comment. But please know that I'm proud of how far you've come. I'm proud that you're living a life that makes you happy. And no matter what fandom you may find yourself in next, I will always enjoy your writing. Take care of yourself. (2 end

HELLO NEW FOLLOWER I LOVE YOU (i get a lot more a day now than i used to and i feel guilty about not being able to look through so many blogs but i do try and follow back other writers for my fandoms!! ;_;). i’m sorry you get the same kind of comments! i’m always just happy to see people i like enjoying new things, even if i have no interest in it (hello to all of my mutuals who write for hunter x hunter and haikyuu, not interested but i’m sure you’re having a great time and i support you!!!).

Anonymous asked: I'm sure you're getting a barrage of supportive messages now (at least I hope so) but I figured I'd add my voice, because I'm a longtime follower. Your writing is, and always has been, wonderful. I've been so happy to see you and Haz get to a place that works for you both. Idk if it's obvious for everyone, but you seem like you're emotionally in a pretty good place most of the time these days, and it makes me really happy to see that. I followed years ago for JJBA content, but I stayed because regardless of what content you put out, I find your wit delightful. And I'll stick around even if you move fandoms entirely, because whatever content or editorializing you produce is going to be worth reading, regardless of what it's for.

ahh, anon!! thank you for sticking around so long, sorry if you’re old enough to have been around the vore and jorts and spider rohan fiascos! <3 i am definitely a lot more stable than i have been and - barring the Pandemic Related Mental Health Issues - happier! i’m glad that it’s noticeable! <3

Anonymous asked: It actually makes me mad how entitled some people are. Nat, you're not a content creating machine and those who expect you to be are not worth wasting a thought on. Your love for something is not measured in word counts and for you to write every day without getting burned out in the slightest you really must have a burning passion and huge dedication to your craft. If others decide to send hate then allow me to send admiration because I can feel your love and hard work in each post you make!

i try and write every day bc it’s super good for my little ocd/autistic brain to have routines and distract itself, so i’m glad other people can enjoy them because that makes me motivated to carry on! like, i write for myself mostly bc the content i want i sometimes get find, but filling requests and writing for other people also leaves me with happy warm fuzzies too! i appreciate you!! <3

Anonymous asked: If people only care about your writing for the jojo porn that’s on THEM, not you. Your writing was amazing when I followed about a year ago, and it’s only gotten better and will continue to get better! I think it really comes through when you enjoy what you’re writing and it adds a whole other layer of worth to it, because not only are you making free content but you LIKE that content and we can all gush about it together!!! More than just fans, I think you’ve created a community here and we don’t just stick around to read smut, I promise you that. -Reronon

i do miss having a discord community bc it was nice to talk to everyone in real time but it was hard work, i am glad that people feel like they can just come into my askbox and gush! i’m not very friendly in real life and people tend to think i am cold and stuck up so i work very hard to try and seem friendly and approachable online, which is much easier for me because i get to think and re-draft before i type! <3

Anonymous asked: Hi Nat! I’m sure you’re getting a lot of messages like this right now but I just wanted to say for what it’s worth that, as a person who originally followed you for jjba content and hasn’t watched/read any of the other series you’re currently writing for, I’m honestly still along for the ride. This is your blog and you’re allowed to do what you want with it and put out what content you feel like writing. Sometimes??? People acquire new interests??????? Shocking! I know absolutely nothing about jjk or bnha but out of curiosity still read some of your posts about them and even though I might not Get It, I still enjoy them because I think you’re a very talented writer! Honestly, as long as you’re still writing, I’m still down to clown, and whenever you take breaks (which are important!) I’ll still be waiting for your return or supporting and respecting your decision to stay away longer. Don’t let the entitled assholes get you down. Utilize YOUR blog and YOUR space however YOU choose. Your talent and kindness speak for themselves. Love you!!! ❤️❤️❤️

anon i care about you and i am so appreciative of you and everyone for sending me such nice messages! i am running out of ways to say it but it’s true, it really does mean a lot to me ;_; <3

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