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angels-fantasy · 2 days

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Hii this is my first ever request so I'm so sorry if it's bad😭 But recently this has been like in the back of my head and I couldn't find any fics abt it. So basically it's Brothers best friend Bakugo... I'm low-key so embarrassed but I thought it would be cool for some angst 🤭 I love your works and I hope I'm not bothering, i hope you have a nice day!!

My Brother's Bestfriend Is The One For Me!

Katsuki Bakugou x Reader

Details: umm little confessions at the end tee hee, nothing too crazy. reader gets in their head about some tingz, silly katsuki

Word Count: 1k

hello im sorry i replied a little late, thank you sm for your request this is an awesome idea :D i hope you have a nice day too <3 i tried my best at some angst 🥲 i hope i did your request justice! also plsss someone know what im referencing in the title lolol. its not exact but its close XD

ever since you were a kid, you had a crush on your older brother's best friend-katsuki bakugou-who was also older than you, but only by two years! so it wasn't that bad, really.

watching him grow up into the handsome man he is now was hard, especially when you were always seen as the annoying, younger sibling that just wanted to hang out with the older kids.

though something that was even harder was having to watch people throw themselves at your childhood crush, only to see them grow disappointed at his arrogant personality.

this frustrated you because you knew katsuki better than any of those losers did. you knew how to work around his rough edges, how to tell apart his real anger from his teasing words, and so many other things about him.

but if you knew him better than everyone else that was interested in him, why didn't he want you back? did he still only see you as his best friend's annoying, younger sibling? he couldn't have, right?

that exact thought lingered in your mind every time katsuki was around. there was no way you didn't have at least a small chance with him, especially considering the fact that he'd never had a serious relationship before. it wasn't that he couldn't get one, because he definitely could, but it was because he chose not to.

katsuki was ambitious, and he didn't want to let anything get in his way while he was training to become a pro-hero, and that included relationships. now maybe you were naive for this, but sometimes you really thought you were different in his eyes, and you would have a chance with him.

so here you were, sitting at the dining table in your parents house across from katsuki. your brother had invited him over, like he usually did. you forgot the reason why, all you knew was that your crush was coming over, so you were excited.

but now that you were sitting across from him, you couldn't help but squirm in your seat nervously under his gaze.

"what's up with you?" he asked, causing your family to turn their attention towards you.

your face burned. "er-nothing. i'm just tired... i didn't sleep well last night." you lied, making katsuki squint at you while your family shrugged off your excuse and went back to their conversation.

the rest of the dinner continued on, with you occasionally picking at your food and glancing up at katsuki, who had caught you looking multiple times.

once everyone was done eating, you immediately offered to wash the dishes, just trying to find any excuse to get away from your crush's intense gaze. since you were cleaning up and it was late at night, you could hear your parents go to their bedroom and your brother tell katsuki he'd be waiting in his.

as you were washing dishes you felt a presence behind you, and you knew exactly who it was.

"hey, buggy." he said, ruffling up your hair and making you groan in annoyance. 'buggy' was your childhood nickname, given to you by none other than katsuki, when he found you playing with a few bugs one day.

he hasn't let you live it down since.

"i don't even play with bugs anymore! i was like five, katsuki." you said, growling at a particular stain that wouldn't wash off very easily.

he crossed his arms, and leaned against the counter next to you, silently watching as you continued to wash the rest of the dishes.

when you were done with the last dish, you dried your hands and turned to him. "why are you here, stalking me? shouldn't you be hanging out with my brother or something?" you snarled, getting frustrated at his company. usually, you'd appreciate it, but these past few weeks he'd been oddly quiet around you - especially when you two were alone.

"maybe i just wanna hang out with you, buggy. is that a problem?"

you clenched your fists, feeling your frustration boil over. how could he act like he wasn't doing anything wrong? did he not realize that he'd been making you feel flustered and confused all the time?? these past few months he'd been behaving strangely around you, and you didn't know what to think of it.

"stop messing with me." you said in a serious tone, looking down at your feet. "you always confuse me with all the shit you say and i hate it! i don't know what to think anymore!"

a part of you felt bad for yelling at him like this, but you couldn't help yourself.

you glanced up at his face and saw his shocked expression, and you wondered what he was going to say next. probably something stupid.

he sighed heavily and ran a hand through his spiky hair, "'m not tryna confuse you... i just-ugh. you're actually not a shitty person to talk to." he confessed, reluctantly of course.

you shook your head at his words. "you don't have to lie, i know i'm probably more of a little sibling in your eyes anyway." you said, making your way around him to go upstairs to your bedroom until he stepped in front of you, blocking your way.

"you actually think that?" he sneered.

"well it's what you make me think!"

your words made him sigh and he put his hands on your shoulders. "shut up and listen okay? i'm not good at this crap, so just let me talk." he demanded, making you pout, but nod in agreement.

"i like your dumbass and i just don't know any other way to tell you..." he said quietly with bright red ears. you just continued to stare at him, not believing his words, which scared him.

he shook your shoulders slightly, "say something dammit!"

"sorry! i...i just don't know what to say." you said, bring your hands up to your shoulders to grab his and hold them in your own. "but, i like you too. i have liked you for a long time."

after hearing yourself admit you like him out loud, you let go of his hands and brought them to your face to cover your burning cheeks.

he laughed his loud cackle and brought you in for a bear hug, "no way, little buggy actually likes me?" he teased, "i always thought you were scared or somethin'."

"well, i was scared sometimes..." you mumbled.

the two of you continued to embrace each other for a while, silently, until katsuki spoke up. "y'know you're mine now, right buggy?"

your heart fluttered, "only if you're mine too."

"obviously."

authors note

i lowkey got lazy in the end im sorry if you can tell 😔 but i hope you enjoyed !

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multixsposts · 1 day

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The Jock pt2

Context-> the reader finally realizes that Suguru Geto is no good for her, so she decides to end things, but what happens when the ex bestfriend of the jock swoops in and steals ‘his girl’?.

Warnings -> strong language and name calling will be mentioned.

Fandom/Ship-> Jujutsu Kaisen | Suguru GetoxFem!reader | Satoru GojoxFem!reader

a/n-> i hope you all enjoy, sorry for any incorrect grammar.

You take a deep breath.

Today is the day you’re finally going to gather the courage to end things between you and suguru.

You thought that after the special day everything would be different, and it was!..only for three days, So you’re waiting in the janitor’s closet in the dark wishing Suguru would hurry up before you lose your nerves.

*knock knock knock*

Three knocks was the code for the two of you to make sure it was no one else

after the knocks he opens the door, squeezing his way into the cluttered closet.

“alright. let’s make this quick, yeah?. got practice in 15 minutes.” he whispers as his hands fly up the bottom of your shirt, ready to pull it over your head.

but what he didn’t expect was your hands pushing his muncher bigger ones away..

“y/n..stop fooling around. I told you i-”

“i’m done with this.” you tell him, your eyes shut, afraid to look at him.

It was quiet for a moment.. too quiet… your eyes stayed shut your hands still on his making sure he wouldn’t try to pull your clothes off either way.

you heard him scoff.

“what?.” his voice harsher than when he came in.

“i-..im done with this…” you got the courage to open your eyes and look at him, his eyes fixed with emotions you couldn’t even put your finger on.

You remove your hands from his and motion them between the two of you.

“i’m over this ‘relationship’ im tired of the way you treat me.. the way you call me names and then act completely different behind closed doors. I don’t deserve this.” you say, your voice growing more confident with every word that left your lips.

His brows furrow, his facial expression turning angry.“you..can’t be serious?.” his head shakes a little as he takes the smallest step away from you, it not making that much of a difference since you two are in a small closet together.

“but i am..Suguru-”

“i told you to call me Geto when we’re alone.” He hushes out, his eyes never leaving yours.

“don’t you see?? that’s the problem…you only care about me when we’re alone..and it’s just because you want to use me, use my body!, but i can’t keep letting myself be hurt by this a-and by you!..” you’re trying not to cry..your voice shaking as you talk to the man that brought you so much pleasure these past couple of months.

“i care about you even when we aren’t alone, y/n. Why are you being this way?. You’re acting like a whiny bitch.” He seethes out, his teeth clenched and his fist bawled up.. obviously angry at the fact that you want to end this sexual relationship.

“you can’t be helped..” you whisper to yourself. “i’ll see you around, Suguru Geto.” you tell him as you go to leave this stuffy closet.

You flinch as his palm makes contact with the wall next to your head that when it collided it made a loud thud.

“S-suguru-” you squeak out, what’s with this sudden aggression?..

“you think you can find someone better than me?. hm?” his voice dropped an octave as his face gets closer to yours.

“you think anyone else is going to want someone like you?.” he lets out a short laugh, “you aren’t even that pretty..you’d be lucky if someone even looked in your direction.” His words were like venom to you. Your heart stung when he spoke.

“So let’s just get this over with. I’m already late to practice take off your-” his words were caught in his throat as he stared you.

You were crying..full on sobbing.

“jesus christ..” he says to himself as his hand went up to his hair to brush the strand that fell out of his face.

You sink to the floor and you pull your knees to you chest as you sobbed.

Suguru pulls out his phone seeing that he was already 5 minutes late.

Any later than that and he’d be benched the entire next game.

“fuck this.” He says as he left you alone in the dark, cold closet.

The next day you steered clear of Suguru Geto.

Picking at the crust on your ham sandwich you ate lunch in the music room all by yourself.

What Suguru said to you really messed you up..you didn’t think you were that hideous, considering that one of the hottest guys in school wanted to keep having sex with you..

So you couldn’t be that horrendous….right?..

Whatever. Screw him..he doesn’t know what he’s talking about. He just wanted to ruin your life, mess with your head.

That’s all he did anyways.

“You know this isn’t the lunch room, right?.” a voice echos through the music room.

Your attention went from the sandwich to the beautiful blue eyed man that stood in front of you.

“yeah..i know.” you tell him and he smiles softly

“mind if i join you?.” he asks.

you just wanted to be alone, but somehow his company doesn’t disturb you so you said “yeah sure..”

You move your things out of the chair that was next to you and you took a seat.

“i..haven’t seen you around before ?.” you ask while he’s pulling out his lunch from the brown paper bag.

“ah. that’s because i skip a lot of school.” he tells you truthfully, taking out a little bag of candy he offers you some, which you politely declined.

“you shouldn’t skip so much school.” you say and chuckles a bit as he takes the wrapper off a cherry flavored sucker.

“don’t you worry about that, sweetheart. It’ll be fine.” he winks at you and puts the sucker in his mouth.

“enough about me, why is a pretty lady like you sitting in here all alone?”. He asks, propping his feet up on the chair in front of him.

Your cheeks heat up at the compliment— did he really just call you pretty?..

“you..think im pretty?” you ask, not daring to look at him afraid he might laugh in your face.

“hm? yeah, of course i do. I find you quite attractive, actually.” he tells you truthfully.

So you decided to look at him and he has the warmest smile on his face. you smile back at him, your heart pulling itself back together after suguru broke it into pieces.

“so..why are you in here all by yourself?” he asks once more

“i-…well it’s a long story” you say feeling comfortable enough to reach a hand into his bag of candy, pulling out a small Hershey Kiss..

“i have time.” he insists.

but should you really tell him about why and how you ended up in this situation?. You don’t even know him..

but you feel so comfortable with him.

this is insane.

But someone wanting to actually listen to your problems just feels so good that you start to spill.

and you keep pouring until it ran out.

After you got done babbling, he was quiet.

he stopped looking directly into your eyes.

You thinks it’s because he thinks you’re a whore, a slut who’ll just sleep with anyone, but what Satoru was really thinking was how Suguru Geto could do something so diabolical to such a beautiful woman.

The silence was cut by Satoru clearing his throat.

“I don’t think i caught your name?.” he asks, his eyes and attention back to you.

“um…it’s y/n….and yours?” you ask, still playing with the little piece of chocolate you stole from his bag.

“ah, sorry about that, It’s Gojo Satoru, but you can call me Satoru.” he tells you while reaching his hand out to shake yours.

You grab his hand and shake it, after what seems like an appropriate amount of time to shake someone’s hand you go to pull yours away, but he has ahold on it.

“That man’s a real jerk. Don’t let what he said get to your head..you’re very beautiful, stunning. Do not settle for anything less because he told you those awful things, okay?.” He tells you, his voice low but soft.

His face closer to yours that you can feel his breath fan your face.

All you can mange to do is nod and he finally let your hand go— the warmth from it already being missed.

“can i walk you to class?..” he asks you, standing up and grabbing his bag.

“oh uh..a-are you sure?” you question as you stand up as well gathering your food from the lunch you didn’t have the appetite to eat.

He just chuckles, your are just so cute.

“I’m sure, darling.” He takes another piece of candy from his bag.

“well..if you insist.” you two walk to the door and you just decide to throw away your lunch.

The two of you walk to your next class, the hall feeling much smaller than it normally does, your shoulders brushing against each other as you talk— your laugh when he made a joke that made absolutely no sense made his smile widen.

Oh he was most definitely swooned by you..

It was when you almost reached your class door that you heard laughter from not one but three mean boom through the hall.

Your curiosity got the best of you and you turned you head only to make eye contact with Suguru Geto.

You don’t think you’ve ever turned your head away so quickly.

“hey uh..i’ll see you guys later.” You hear him tell his ‘friends’ as he parted ways with them. Then he called out your name, but only once his team mates were nowhere to be seen.

“y/n!.” but you just kept walking. Satoru not doing anything unless you ask him to.

Suguru didn’t take a good look at the guy you were with. It was probably just some nerd, someone he could beat up instantly.

But once that mad turned his head to give a sly smirk towards the black haired man, his blood started to boil.

Satoru fucking Gojo.

“You’re such a fucking whore.” Suguru hissed out, his fist clenched at his sides.

He will not let that blue eyed fuck take you away from him. You were his and it’s going to stay that way. The two of you just had a misunderstanding and it’s going to be fixed..once he got rid of this bitch.

His words hung in the air as you froze in your tracks, Satoru stopping with you.

“You’re just gonna let my friends run a train on you?.” Suguru laughed out as he got closer to you

You turned around to face him.

“friend?..” you question yourself quietly as you look at Satoru..

He’s friends with satoru?..was this part of his plan?. Be nice to you and get into your pants?.

“ah..no. we are not friends.” Satoru reassures you. Giving you a look that said he promises to explain it to you later.

“but we were.” Geto pushes.

“yeah we were..and i regret it more than anything.” It was starting to get personal.. You could feel the tension between the two of them

“whatever.” he scoffs “i hope you enjoy my sloppy seconds.” he smirks “that slut will let you do anything to her..she has zero self respect.” You don’t know what it was but something snapped in satoru and he was face to face with Geto in seconds.

“shut the fuck up.” he tells him, his fist shaking at his side from how angry he become.

“why?..make you mad i got to fuck her first?.” next thing you know punches were being thrown. Satoru punched Geto in jaw and Geto punched Satoru in the stomach.

“guys! stop it!” you yell at them as you run over trying to break it up, but it took you by surprise when a blow landed on your jaw and you fell to the ground.

“shit. y/n!” you hear Suguru call out as he ran over to you, trying to pry you hand away from your face so he could see the damage he done.

“get away from me!.” you scream— tears falling from your eyes as you try to get away from him

Geto felt Satoru push him away from you and he watches how gently he handles you, How you let him check to see if you were okay..

He’s finally realizing how badly he fucked up. How his heart started to hurt from the fact he lost you for good..his eyes started to sting with tears.

“y-y/n” he voiced out, the crack in his throat when he talked indicating that he indeed was absolutely heart broken.

He’d hit you…he ruined you, he completely and utterly destroyed you…

“just get out of here Geto!,” his ex bestfriend yelled at him, his eyes full of rage.

Geto didn’t want to leave you..he wanted to make sure you were okay,but he didn’t want to keep putting you through anymore pain, so he got up and left.

He made his way to the spot underneath the bleachers where you met him that day, and he cried.

Suguru Geto cried for what felt like the first time in years, and it was over a girl that he loved so dearly and didn’t realize it until what he had was gone.

Hi! so no one was really shipped in this story, but nonetheless i hope you enjoyed ! ;)

again i apologize for any spelling errors

#jujutsu kaisen #choso kamo #geto suguru #mha dabi #gojou satoru x reader #jujutsu gojo #jjk anime #jujustsu kaisen x reader #gojo satoru #jujutsu toji #jjk sukuna #nanami kento #jjk shoko

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feronaville · 1 day

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i have a lot of things i should really be doing which did NOT include making a bunch of recolors of one of my fave cc items so really this is the perfect time to make a bunch of recolors of one of my fave cc items :^) n what i chose to do was bienchen83's animated lizards & rodents cages!

i shall talk more about it n provide links under the cut!

so i loveeee these lizards n rodents sm !! i don't even use the lil womrat cage that comes with the pets expansion tbh ,, which is ironic bc i DO have recolors of that, n i couldnt find more recolors anywhere so i decided i shall make some! (there is a womrat cage in the set tho! i believe there's also a default replacement there too but also a custom version).

i used a few palettes: lack colors from michelle, luasims colors, ricardo colors from icad, n yeti colors from shastakiss (i didn't do whites or like the dark blacks--there's a white recolor provided but i just mashed the original white wood recolor together with the original white cage recolor if that makes sense, n there's already a dark black wood recolor available in the original download). i wanted to do anna colors too but i didn't use color actions (cries all over firealpaca) n got burnt out flipping between the blending modes n seeing the colors not being close enough for me to settle. maybe for the best bc...

all together there are ,, like 104 recolors bc leave it to me to get too carried away with something, i didn't realize i made that many until i was done lmaoo. they're separated into folders with the white recolor just chillin outside of them so you can just choose for yourself if you'd like! there's also pics of the color palettes included since i don't have any more spoons to get a full swatch on the mesh, n all files are named after both the palette n the color!

the meshes are NOT included, but the link to everything you need is right here on modthesims!! the master mesh is the squirrel cage so all the rest of the pet cages will pull these colors too :^)

i hope im not forgetting anything i'm tired n recovering from being sick i feel like everyone's getting sick in maryland. everyone please take care! n lmk if there's anything wrong!

download linkies: ♡ sfs: [x] ♡ mf: [x]

#sims 2 download #sims 2 pets #sims2cc #ts2 #sims 2 #ts2cc #s2cc pets #ts2cc pets #the sims 2 #feronaville

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bucephaly · 6 months

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It's kinda shocking to me how few people seem to know how prevalent the 'my great grandmother was cherokee' myth is and how it's almost never actually true, especially when it comes with things like 'never signed up' or 'fell off the trail' or 'courthouse burned down destorying the documentation' etc etc.

People just don't even seem to know the history like.. when the Trail happened. My great great great grandfather was 2 years old during Removal in 1838, so peoples 'my great grandmother hid in the mountains!' is so clearly wrong. And we have rolls. From before and after removal, rolls done by cherokee nation and others by the government, rolls that were not stored in one random flammable courthouse. It's not difficult to find the actual evidence of ancestry.

And just.. there are lots of ways those family stories get started. It was a practice during the confederacy to claim cherokee ancestry to show one's family had 'deep roots in the south' that they were there before the cherokee were removed. Many people pretended to be cherokee and applied for the Guion-Miller payout just to try to steal money meant for cherokees - 2/3rds of the applicants were denied for having 0 proof of actual cherokee ancestry. [We even see lawyers advertising signing up for the Miller roll just to try to get free money.] And the myth even started in some families in the cherokee land lotteries, where the land stolen from us was raffled off, including the house and everything that was left behind when the cherokees were removed. We have seen people whose families just take these things stolen from the cherokee family and adopt them into their own family story, saying that they were cherokee themselves.

If you had some family story about being cherokee and you wanna have proof one way or the other, check out this Facebook group run by expert cherokee genealogists that do research for free. Just please read the rules fully and respect the researchers. They run thousands of people's ancestries a year and their average is only around 0.7% of lines they run actually end up having true cherokee ancestry.

#and ive heard even dumber origins of the cherokee family myth #such as an ancestor having a silly sounding name so the descendents just go 'oh she mustve been an indian!!!'#i was one of the few people who had my ancestry done on the facebook and had genuine cherokee ancestry #[though i had found it before it was just really validating to get it double checked and i started finding cousins (:]#like. i was told once when i was a kid by my grandma that my dad had cherokee ancestry and i didnt believe her. its wild that so many peopl #will make it a Fixture of their identity [or even just smth they bring up ever] with Zero proof #at least for cherokees from what ive seen its usually considered really disrespectful to claim to have cherokee ancestry without #actually having the documentation [like ancestors on the rolls]#and no a dna test doesnt count. nor does 'my dad is Clearly not white!' or 'high cheekbones' or old family photos or anything #i had this discussion with someone recently whose dad had been calling himself 3/4 native but didnt know exactly what nation ???? hello?#and its like... sorry but ur dad is like. italian lol.#[and blood quantum is bullshit anyway im tired of the 'im 1/16 cherokee' comments its dumb #cherokee nation does not have a blood quantum requirement. its pointless bringing it up in the discussion of who is or isnt cherokee]#also mandatory disclaimer that im reconnecting. i didnt grow up connected to the culture of even knowing my ancestry #this is all from my looking into this stuff over the past year or so. i cant claim to be an authority over anything regarding this #this is p much all my repeating things ive heard said by people who know a lot more than i do haha #man. and this isnt even starting to get into the fake tribe stuff. the only legit cherokee groups are the 3 federally recognized bands #cherokee nation of oklahoma. united keetoowah band. and the eastern band of cherokee indians.#any others that are state recognized or not at all arent acknowledged as legitimate by any of the legit cherokee groups #anyway. my final message goodb.ye #cherokee #tsalagi

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raineandsky · 3 months

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#86

Being a hero is stressful. That much is common knowledge. How a hero goes about unwinding from said stress is a mystery no one has yet figured out.

The hero settles in one of the little chairs in the circle. The man next to her gives her a light nudge. “Let’s see what you made this week, then.”

The hero reaches into her bag to show off her latest stress relief—a giant blanket, knitted in the downtime between jobs, sporting a rainbow of colours in bright streaks across its face. Everyone oohs and ahhs appropriately before the rest of the circle gets to showing off their own creations.

It’s been nice to have a place that isn’t entirely consumed by work, the hero thinks as she nods approvingly at someone’s mug cosy. No worrying about tomorrow, no wondering where the villains might be.

Her gaze flits to the next person in line to show something off, and her heart momentarily stops as she meets her eye. At least she doesn’t have to worry about the latter of her thoughts right now.

What the hell is the villain doing at the hero’s weekly knitting club?

“Go on,” the woman next to the villain prompts. The villain huffs and makes a show of it, but she pulls out a cardigan with a ghost of a pleased smirk.

The hero only realised why she’s so self-satisfied when she catches herself gaping in awe. The villain’s little cardigan is elaborate in pattern, swooping waves lining its shoulders. The yarns meld together in a perfect cacophony of colour. It’s amazing, more amazing than anything the hero could do.

The villain soaks in the praise with a humble nod before setting her gaze on the hero. It probably looks hopeful to anyone else, but the hero can see the glitter of arrogance in her eye. Go on, the villain’s practically saying, tell me how great I am.

“It’s nice,” the hero says through gritted teeth, and the villain’s smile turns humoured.

The hero can’t leave fast enough. Everyone else is packing their projects away. The hero’s blanket gets folded thankfully easily and she’s out the door before anyone can stop her.

Fine. A new project. Something to advance her skills and show the villain that she’s not the hot shit she thinks she is.

It takes all week. The hero holds her jumper up to show the group. The villain raises her eyebrows from across the circle.

“Inspired by another knitter here,” the hero says with what could almost be sarcasm, and the villain snorts a poorly contained laugh.

The villain shows off her creation. A pair of mittens, the patterns lacy and the colours bright. The hero scowls. Pissed doesn’t describe the feeling.

Next week. A layered scarf from the hero. The villain wins everyone’s affections with a tiny knitted elephant. “For my niece’s birthday,” the villain says innocently. “She loves them.”

Leaving is becoming more of a race with each passing week. “Keep trying,” the villain comments brightly before the hero can escape. “You’ve plenty of room to improve.”

The hero considers strangling the villain with her scarf.

The hero settles at her computer that evening with a scowl and a cup of hot chocolate, mentally prepared to prowl the internet for several hours for ideas on how to one-up the villain. It’s madness. She’s meant to be out there kicking the villain’s ass, and here she is trying to out-knit her.

It’s been three weeks, and she’s only just realising that her stress-relieving hobby is suddenly a lot more stress-inducing.

“Fuck,” she hisses outloud, and she momentarily considers the idea of knitting the word into a coaster for the villain too.

#creative writing #writblr #writers on tumblr #writing #writing community #heroes and villains #hero x villain #i cant lie broskis!!! work is tiring!!!#ive been working basically fukn above my job title (yes i will be making a big point of this to my boss) and every day im KNACKERED #weve been filmin some stuff for promotional stuff and tho my boss is like 'yea ill sort stuff :)' ive done ALL the planning #its been fun but itll be nice for this week to be over (affectionate)#and i know i say this a lot and it never happens but the queue is genuinely short rn and i am mostly coming home and staring at walls #so if it runs out and things end up a lil late sorry! im just tryna remember how to be human

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