Any of you ever have a dream where Link (TotK) and Kristoff (Frozen) were being sold as anti-authority action figures or is it just me?
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Frozen genuinely works SO MUCH BETTER as a stage show then it does as a movie, probably because with musical's you have a lot more time to unpack everything, and Frozen is a VERY heavy story. Anna and Elsa's trauma is given so much more room to be explored in the musical because it doesn't need to be condensed for plot progression. We're allowed to just pause everything for like 3 minutes just to get a glimpse into what's going on in Elsa's mind, which I feel we really didn't get enough of in the original film. The extra time also gives them more of a chance to flesh out Anna and Kristoff's relationship, which, while I still think pairing them off at the end was unnecessary at BEST, does at least make them getting together make more sense then it does in the movie. They were also allowed to lean into the darker aspects of the story a lot more, since parents are less likely to take their kids to see a broadway show than they are to take them to a movie theater. The horror Elsa feels at the prospect of hurting people, or more specifically Anna, again is touched on so much more in depth in the musical. She also like, actively contemplates suicide that one time? "Do I kill the monster" - Elsa, in reference to herself. That would NOT have flown in the movie, I'll tell you that much. They're also allowed to be much hornier??? Which isn't necessarily a good thing, more neutral all things considered, but it is funny so I'll count that as a plus lmao.
Weirdly though, despite all the extra time, they did not take a minute to properly foreshadow Hans being the twist villain. Which you knew I had to bring it back to because complaining abt that fucking plot twist has been the only thing I've done in this fandom so far. In fact, I'd say the reveal is almost WORSE on stage, because they can't use all those camera angles that help build tension in the movie, and because the twist is so out-of-left-field there's literally no way to know it's coming unless you've already seen Frozen, which tbh I think the people that intially adapted the movie for broadway might've taken for granted. They took the time to give Hans his own solo number with TWO REPRISES, but don't take a moment to show the audience that he's actually the bad guy until the "if only there was someone who loved you" moment. Tbh it's kinda ironic, since the Hans plot twist is the #1 thing people tend to have a problem with in the original movie. My biggest issue with the Hans plot twist overall is that it really clutters the movie and just feels like a weird aside that distracts you from the actual. Plot. But since they have more room to work with it in the stage show, it didn't have to be that way! If they had revealed Hans' true intentions during, idk, maybe the end of the first Hans of the Southern Isles Reprise, it would've helped build tension in the later scene, because WE understand that Anna is in danger, but SHE doesn't. But alas, complaining about writing chocies you didn't like on the internet won't change them, so I am forced to look on the bright side. What is the bright side, you may ask?
RYAN MCCARTAN AS HANS THATS WHAT!!!!!!!
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hmm, might have an issue with jennifer lee, in which i actually really like the initial characterization of characters like hans and magnifico, and i'm not really opposed to these characters being villains, but how the villianizing happens is where i get scruples tbh.
twice this has happened now, bc she's written the script. i think it's slightly better in wish tbh, but i'm still like... the king and queen could have been in on it the entire time and be even more believably irredeemable? that's catnip! come on.
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I need to stop writing smut while playing Dreamlight Valley, because I’m gonna slip up and write some filthy things about Prince Eric.
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LISTEN. i love ricky bowen sm that's my little baby boy i love josh bassett he's so talented and he has a gorgeous voice but it's just not a musical theatre voice it's an indie pop voice so i need this show to stop trying to convince me he's so perfect for all of these lead roles.
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had one of those “oh shit remember that weird movie from childhood so lets check the tumblr tag” moments, and, like, anyway s/o to the fan who wants to fuck Ruber from the Quest for Camelot literally love that for you and the incredibly niche slice of internet you dominate
Ruber for those who don’t know is this guy:
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since yall all wanna send me asks please send me asks about not the young avengers i dont care about them i dont want to think about them
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F1 Drivers that I think would date some plus sized queens and how I think it would go
Carlos Sainz
- I can't explain why, but I feel like Carlos is already an ass man and with his personality he seems like the guy to love when his girl was squishy. Maybe like a fit plus size queen like they go to the gym together and stuff, but she's still thicker than a Snicker like Ashley Graham without the boobs (TBH that's specifically my body type and all the plus size queens with the boobs get love, but were is the love our itty bitty bitty plus size babes?) if you have the boobs sis he would love it too; just wanted to give some representation for my body type cause I know I can't be the only one out here like this!
- Would constantly come up to you saying "I shall call her squishy and she shall be my squishy" before wrapping you in such a great hug and peppering you with kisses (come guys I can so see this like AAGHH)
- If you're tall and a plus queen I think he would also be totally down for that too! We need some tall plus size love too man :)
- He knows that you probably can't wear his clothes or that if you can that they don't fit oversized like he knows you would find cute so he orders some hoodies a size or two too large and keeps "accidentally" leaving them around you.
- Krispy Kreme has nothing on this man, he is hot and ready for you all the time
- Summer is his favorite time because seeing you prance around in those shorts that ride up your ass have this man so distracted that he is a danger to himself and humanity
- Hand on the ass ALL the time (y'all can't argue with me on this one okay)
- He loves to lay on you whenever possible
- You are his human pillow now
- Carlos Sainz is a cuddle bug and no one can tell me other wise!
Mick Schumacher
- If I were to picture our precious Mick with anyone else other than a beautiful tall plus size sweetheart it just wouldn't fit in my mind
- He is such a boob guy like there's literally even no denying it (~starts crying in itty bitty titty committee~), but if you were less blessed in the chest I think Mick would still love it cause he is an angel
- Mick is a sweetheart who has been through a lot, you provide him a sense of comfort and love when you pull him for one of your ever constant and always soft hugs (you never let go before he does because sometimes he just needs to hold you and that's okay)
- You're like the Anna to his Kristoff (Frozen anyone?!) sweet, fun, adventurous, with a little side of chaos
- He will kiss every single freckle, scar, and stretch mark on your entire body, in fact he makes it his life mission to do so
- Sometimes he steals your sweatpants cause y'all are pretty much the same height and he loves having the extra room from the size difference
- One time he stole a pair of your Juicy sweatpants to wear around the house and didn't realize the butt had JUICY bedazzled on it until his mom pointed out when she came over to visit for dinner
- Mick loves to snuggle with you while you sleep, but he always falls asleep with his hand on your boob
- You make him smile so much the boys started teasing him telling him he should try to get Crest toothpaste as a sponsor
- Mick is major on cockwarming and if he had it your way he would never leave the warmth of your walls
Daniel Riccardo
- I feel it in my bones that Danny is an ass man
- He is constantly sending up little prayers of thank you to whoever invented leggings and compression shorts
- Daniel loves when you steal his button ups to wear around the house with nothing else because even though they aren't quite oversized it's the fact that seeing you wear his clothes and seeing your ass at the same time as poor Danny boy wound up tighter than a Jack in the box
- You know they do say that cowboys tend to like their women like molasses, sweet and thick and well as bad as Danny wishes he was cowboy he makes sure to follow that rule
-Save a horse ride a cowboy anyone?
- He swears he's died and gone to heaven when he looks down into your innocent doe eyes every time you suck him off
- You guys have matching sweatsuits for movie nights (secretly he loves it)
- Danny just gives off the vibe of loving if you were tall too like it's giving off power couple vibes
- He actually steals your hoodies because they're so soft and smell like your perfume
- He loves when you rest your head on his shoulder like he actually smiles a kid getting to meet Santa for the first time
- Is constantly giving you forehead kisses because he doesn't have to bend down and he loves seeing your eyes light up like a Christmas tree when he does
Jack Doohan
- first off there's not enough Jake Doohan love on this platform and I am determined to fix that sweethearts
- Okay IDK if it's just my experience, but it's always the skinny, tall white boys getting with these plus size queens and Jack is no exception
- I'm not really sure if Jack is a thigh or an ass man more, but I'm totally getting those vibes you know
- He already loves surfing and spending anytime in water that he can and now he gets the added bonus of seeing your beautiful figure in his second favorite amount of clothes for you (the first is when you're butt ass naked)
- I can't explain it, but I am very much going with the theory that these Australian boys love themselves some tall plus babes (if you're short I'm sure they would like you too baby it's just the vibe I'm getting okay)
- He always holds the door for you because he's a gentleman duh, but he also gets to look at that world shattering ass and those beautiful thighs of yours
- This man loves you more than a southern granny loves her biscuits and gravy
- Jack loves not having to look too far down to see, if he even has to look down at all TBH because let's be real here couples with a height difference especially a big height difference one of the poor love bugs always ends up with back problems
- No lie he reminds me of Johnny from Hotel Transylvania like he'll try to be smooth with you, but you keep this man so flustered that sometimes he doesn't know what to do with hisself
- Jack 100% loves to snuggle with you on the beach; He's sitting between your legs leaned up against you while you read your book
- He loves to take you doggy style (he has Pierre to thank for the idea after that interview)
- Always is pulling you into his lap during movies, make-out sessions because he loves having you straddle him
I have no true evidence to back up these theories, but going strictly off of vibes. I am convinced our bros would be down to date some plus size queens, especially some tall ones ;) Please feel free to leave feedback below!
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Hi!! Could I get some harry hook x male!reader where reader is the eldest child of Anna and Kristoff please? Also maybe reader looks just like his mum but acts like his dad? Thanks and sorry if it's too specific fjdjdjvjs
Always - Harry Hook x male!reader
a/n: I honestly think that reader personaliy is more like anna han kristoff. somehow i really struggled wih that. i lowkey hate this but i still hope you enjoy his <3
warnings: no use of y/n, making out, small fight/angst, ew emotions, I love some good drama, i hate this tbh, not proofread
When Mal decided to open the barrier forever, it was cerainly an adjusment for everyone.
The Vks that came over to auradon were enrolled into auradon prep and all assigned an auradon student to help them settle in and answer any questions they might have.
You weren't the biggest fan of that arrangementt. Not because you didnt like or trust the vks, you were actually quite close with all of the cour four. You just werent a big people person. So having to share your dorm with someone you dont know and most likely having them at your side 24/7? Not ideal for you.
Especially when you heard who you were going to be paired with.
But Mal had basically begged you to help.
"Please. I know you dont like this but he is kind of difficult and i know that you could handle him. I dont know anyone else that could."
So you reluctantly agreed.
Mal was right. Harry Hook was certainly difficult. He was really stuck in ways and refused to change. He refused to follow any rules, he was mean and he hated school. And the worst thing? He was stupidly hot.
Now, you hated school just as much, and you did skip a few lessons here and there but you had respect for your teachers and your peers. And you knew that unfortunately school was important for your future.
Usually you couldnt care less if other people got on trouble but harry was your responsibility now, so everytime he got into trouble, you were getting dragged into it. And you hated it.
So thats how you ended up in fairy godmothers office for the 7th time that week (it was thursday) sitting next to Harry, who just looked bored while you were about to beat him up.
This has been happeneing for almost 3 months at this point.
"This can not keep going on. Harry If you cannot follow the rules and integrate yourself into Auradon then we might be forced to take stronger action."
Back in your dorm Harry threw himself onto his bed.
"Well that a tad overdramatic aye?"
You couldnt hold it in anymore.
"HARRY! THIS IS NOT A GAME! YOU KEEP GETTING IN TROUBLE SIMPLY FOR THE SAKE OF IT AND YOU HURT OTHERS. ARE YOU AWARE OF THE FACT THAT YOU ARE BASICALLY A FEW OFFENSES AWAY FROM EXPULSION?! AND IF THAT HAPPENS YOU BASICALLY HAVE NO CHANCE ANYMORE TO DO ANYTHING! NOT ONLY THAT BUT YOU RUIN MY REPUTATION WITH YOUR BEHAVIOUR AS WELL. JUST THINK ABOUT SOMEONE ELSE THAN YOURSELF FOR ONCE IN YOUR GODDAMN LIFE!"
Without looking at him you stormed out of the room and slammed the door behind you.
The rest of your day was spend ranting to Mal and Evie about Harry. Mal hat texted Uma during your rant, telling her to speak with Harry. He would probably listen to her. She was his best friend after all.
You dreaded going to bed that night. Just being in the same room with him.
Uma left your Room just before you arrived, so when you entered Harry was sitting on his bed, a conflicted expression on his face.
You decided to ignore him, just grabbing a pair of sweatpants and heading to the bathroom to change for bed.
When you exited the beathroom agin harry had also changed into sweatpants. GREY sweatpants.
Fuck. Was he trying to kill you?
His head perked up at the sound of the bathroom door.
"Hey..."
You looked over at him.
"What Hook?"
He looked a little conflicted still, which confused you. Why the sudden change in mood?
"Look... I'm nae good at this but- fuck..." He sighed exxasperated. "I wanted to apologize."
You head snapped to him again In surprise.
"What?"
"I acted like a total dickhead." He started ranting, trying to get it all outbefore he mentally talked himself out of it. " I didnt care how I might hurt ya. And I don't even have a good reason for that. I was just scared. I was scared of being vulnerable. All I have ever known was the Isle. I am used to hiding myself behind a Tough outside and I was scared to change from that."
Harry quickly wiped his eyes of the tears swimming in them, hoping you wouldnt notice. But you did.
You were shocked by his sudden and surprisingly honest outburst. For a few very long seconds you just stared at each other.
"Harry...." You took a slow step towards him. "I'm sorry. I should've realized how hard this would be. And I know it will be difficult, but i promise you that from now on you wont have to hide anymore. You're safe here."
Now, standing right before harry, you layed your hand on his shoulder. Harrys eyes met yours, once again swimming with tears but a small smile gacing his lips.
"Thank ye."
You reached up to wipe the tear that had fallen from his eye, your hand resting on harrys cheek, his head leaning into your touch.
You noticed how close you two had gotten. Your eyes flickering from harrys eyes to his lips for a split second.
"Harry?" Your noses brushed against each other ever so slightly.
"Yea?" His voice was barely a whisper.
"I really hope I'm not reading this wrong," You voice matched his. "but can I kiss you?"
Harry was silent, and for a few excruciating second you truly thought you were wrong. Harry was into guys, you knew that much. He didnt hide that part about himself. But did he like you?
"Yes please."
A small sigh of relief left your mouth as you leaned in, your lips moving against his. Harrys hands moved to your hips, gripping at the exposed skin, thanks to your lack of shirt. In turn your hands wrapped around his neck, your fingers gripping onto his hair.
When you parted for air, you kept your eyes closed, your foreheads leaning against each other.
For a few seconds all you could hear was you heavy breathing and your own heartbeat, loud in your ears, before Harry leaned in and kissed you again. His hands pulling you flush against his bare chest by your hips.
Once again you pulled back, this time a little more, looking into each others eyes.
"Thank ye, darlin"
"Always."
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Last night i had a dream and it was basically a Disneys frozen/nimona au a tbh it was a great idea and i would love to see someone make something of it.
Ballister was basically Anna, and he does still get his arm chopped off by whoever would be Elsa (i still haven't figured that out yet).
Ambrosius would be Kristoff as im not making him Elsa 😭 bec they are siblings, ik the arm chopping is a what so ever sibling a love language just like someone make bal a sister or a brother for the au.
Todd is Hans and honestly it fits, i was thinking about the director but that would be a bit weird and im not up for that 💀
The director however would be that Duke of something something idk i haven't watched it in a while, the one who hunts them again with Todd playing Hans.
Nimona would be either Olaf or Sven or make up her own character completely im giving them no boundaries.
And at this point I kinda ran out of characters 💀 idk who would fit who better but i feel like the squire could be put somewhere in it idk tho but i like the au and it just kinda came to me, i would definitely read any fan fictions about this if anyone would make any.
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do you have any recs for scifi/fantasy? they are also my preferred genres, but i'm not fond of the type of scifi and fantasy that often gets recommended :') nothing inherently wrong with booktok, but we do not have the same taste...
yes absolutely SUCH a fun question 4 me ok let me. go thru my storygraph + pick some out...this list may get long...
sci-fi:
infect your friends and loved ones by torrey peters - novella abt a disease that stops humans from naturally producing hormones so that everyone basically becomes "trans." deals heavily w topics of transmisogyny
how to live safely in a science fictional universe by charles yu - time machine repair guy gets stuck in a time loop
the feverwake duology by victoria lee - a post-apocalyptic u.s. has split into various smaller countries. noam, living in carolinia, is the child of refugees who harbors deep resentment towards the government for its treatment of immigrants. a magic disease that kills 95% of the people who get it but grants the survivors super powers leaves noam as the only survivor in his community, and because his power is incredibly rare and potent he's recruited into an elite military school and suddenly forced to work for the government he hates
this is how you lose the time war by max gladstone and amal el-mohtar - this one blew up in the online sphere recently + so has had tons of people talking abt how they love it or hate it but! i really loved it. soldiers on opposite sides of a time war falling in love
severance by ling ma - story about a woman traveling with a group through a post-apocalyptic u.s. in search of a new place to live
the illuminae files trilogy by jay kristoff and amie kaufman - SUCH a fun series!! it has everything zombies parasitic aliens corporate conspiracy...the books are written in the format of files of collected evidence which is fun + funky; the plot essentially follows various characters who get caught in the crossfire when two corporations go to war over a planet. the first book centers on refugees from the planet trying to escape in a spaceship
villains duology by ve schwab - two college roommates crack the secret to getting super powers and team up to give each other powers; they subsequently become lifelong enemies
fantasy:
a history of glitter and blood by hannah moskowitz - in ferrum, fairies live aboveground and gnomes live underground performing the bulk of the city's manual + menial labor, with the tradeoff that every so often the gnomes will eat the fairies. the city has been functioning peacefully this way for years until the tightropers (a species who spin webs from their mouths) arrive under the guise of "fairy liberation." war between the gnomes and the tightropers breaks out and all but 4 teenage fairies flee the city--the story follows those 4 teenage fairies as they navigate the war. one of my absolute favorite books of all time!!
the last unicorn by peter s beagle - a story about a unicorn who inadvertently overhears a conversation about how there are no more unicorns in the world, so she travels out of her forest to find out what happened to all the other unicorns. another one of my favorite books of all time
the shades of magic trilogy by ve schwab - read this back in 2021 so it's no longer super fresh in my mind but i remember thinking it was really fun especially the 2nd book! somewhat standard fantasy series about a second secret london where magic exists and a girl teaming up with a magician to stop an evil threat, etc etc
the gormenghast trilogy by mervyn peake - (you only need to read the first two books tho tbh) very slow paced but gorgeous writing and such a vivid world!! the books follow an earl and his family living in the crumbling castle gormenghast after the birth of his son and heir, titus groan. titus is supposed to grow up and take over as earl, and various forces conspire to either assist or prevent him from doing so
teeth by hannah moskowitz - a teen boy moves with his family to an island purported to have magic fish that can cure any illness. the fish work and his terminally ill younger brother begins to get healthier, but things get complicated when the boy meets a mermaid who's trying to save the fish
howl's moving castle by dianna wynne jones - such a lovely book <3 quite different from the movie so even if you've seen it the story still feels fresh!
gonna cut myself off here but! hopefully there is something in here that u will enjoy :•)
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𝙿𝚛𝚘𝚓𝚎𝚌𝚝 𝚂𝚗𝚘𝚠 - 2
A Dark Disney Retelling of Snow White and the Huntsman ft. The Winter Soldier as The Huntsman.
Dark Disney Retellings Masterlist | Synopsis | Part 1
Warnings: This story will contain graphic descriptions of torture, violence and gore, possible smut scenes (undecided), cursing, brief mentions of reader being nearly emaciated as a result of torture.
Wordcount: 3.5 k
Note: Part 2 is here!! I may edit this a little later down the road, tbh im not quite sure how im feeling with it, so feedback is greatly appreciated!
IT was a small village in the northern woods that had found you that morning, crumpled in a fetal position at the base of a tree. The loggers had started their morning early, venturing into the woods by light of lamp, axes in tow. The morning sun had just begun to rise, casting an orange glow among the snowy ground.
Your skin had finally stitched itself together, leaving you riddled with fresh scars. You had fled the compound the way you had been kept, naked, which had led to your near demise now. Shivering as the cold took over, you had crawled over to the tree you laid at now, attempting to preserve whatever warmth you had left.
The loggers had entered the clearing of the tree you called home for the night. When one of the loggers noticed you, he laid his ax down.
“Oh my god,” he whispered, taking in your battered frame. There were no other words exchanged, no questions asked, as the men picked up your cold, nearly lifeless body, and returned to the village. You would be safe there, they decided, amongst their families.
The wives took pity on you quickly, taking you into their homes. They washed you up, sewed you a new wardrobe, and cooked you a feast every night.
None of the villagers asked where you had come from, or what had happened. They just accepted you into their lives, into their families, without hesitation.
You were beyond grateful for their grace towards you. Quickly, you found yourself acclimated into their routines.
Every morning you awoke to do your daily chores. You bounced from house to house, helping the wives as needed with their cleaning and laundry. It was a simple life, but one you needed.
At night, you continued some of your exercises from the compound. It was a skill, after all, and a valuable one at that. You knew better than to assume you were safe from Hydra completely.
On this night one of the loggers, Kristoff, found you. You were in the middle of hunting a squirrel. The test was to catch a small and agile target. If you could catch it, you succeeded. If not, you failed.
Kristoff stood behind a thick tree, watching as you moved silently over the leaves on the forest floor. You struck, catching the squirrel without any flinching of the creature. The ultimate predator hunting a clueless prey.
“Where did you come from?” Kristoff finally asked, catching you off guard. You whirled around, squirrel still in hand. The little guy didn’t even squeak as you held him, almost as if he could sense your intentions were to simply catch and release.
“Oh, sorry I didn’t see you there.” You whispered, setting the squirrel down. He stayed put for a minute, looking up at you, before scampering off.
“Sorry, I don’t mean to intrude… that was just impressive,” Kristoff complimented, scratching his beard. Kristoff was the one who had originally found you. He hadn’t spoken to you much since, mostly just in passing. He was the only single logger in the town, refusing to settle for any of the maidens in nearby towns, or so the wives had told you.
“I come from a place that I do not wish to go back to, I can tell you that much,” you responded, offering him a gentle smile.
“Are they the ones who gave you all those scars?” His accent was thick, different from the ones you heard at the Hydra camp. He was gentle and firm at the same time, both in his demeanor and his voice.
“Yes.”
“And you… escaped?”
“Yes.”
“Hmm.” He had concluded his interrogation, having all the information he seemed to have needed. At this point he had stepped closer, until he was right in front of you. His buff frame blocked the moonlight that shined through the trees.
The silence was deafening as he stood ever so close to you. The night air was cold, but there was a heat erupting between the two of you. His hand lifted to brush some hair out of your face, before trailing down your cheek and under your chin.
“You’re safe here.” Was all he said, before releasing your chin and turning to head back to the village.
You released the breath you hadn’t realized you were holding. Kristoff was a good looking man, that was a fact you couldn’t deny, but you knew you wouldn’t stay in this village forever. A relationship was the last thing on your mind.
Turning, you scanned the forest for the next target for you to chase. The forest was quiet now, a type of still that signaled to you something was wrong. You knelt, feeling the dirt beneath the leaves. A faint vibration could be felt. Someone was attempting to sneak up on you. Slowly, you moved for the knife tucked in your boot. You never went into the woods unprotected, but arms weren’t exactly something the loggers had on hand. They were a peaceful community, relying on their knife work and brute frames for protection.
A faint woosh buzzed your ear as a bullet flew past, landing in the tree in front of you. Without turning to see where it came from - or who it belonged to - you took off into the woods. Dodging silent bullets and various woodland obstacles, you gained a head on your attacker. There was a cave just ahead you could hide in, as long as you threw him off your path.
Shedding your coat, you threw it on the floor of the woods, appearing to have headed east back towards the village. It would throw off a novice or even intermediate tracker. You dove into the cave, crawling as far back from the light of the entrance as you could.
You realized immediately this was no novice tracker. Their footsteps were soon heard near the entrance of the cave. Holding your breath, you watched as your attacker moved closer and closer. Something about his appearance - the bottom half you could see at least - looked familiar. As he drew further from the entrance, taking in his surroundings, your breath hitched in your throat.
At first, it was the moon bouncing off what you thought was his gun… no. It appears he had ditched the gun further back in the woods. The moon appeared to have been hitting his arm… his metal arm.
The mask was the next thing that caused you concern. You were shown this mask every night. It haunted your dreams for months.
The Winter Soldier.
This is what you were trained for, You reminded yourself, staring down The Winter Soldier who had now noticed the cave.
You shifted silently into a crouched position, knife in hand, ready for him to ascend on you. His moves were slow, calculated, waiting for you to pounce. He must have been watching you in the woods on your hunt. You knew better, staying put exactly where you were. His build intimidated you. He was most definitely twice your size.
You can do this. Remember your training, you said to yourself, as he began to creep closer.
He was just steps away from the entrance. It was now or never. You lunged, slicing him right to the bone in his calf. If he was anything like the stories, you knew he would heal quickly. You weren’t expecting the grunt that erupted from him, as the pain took over.
Rolling out of your kneeling position, you stood, encircling him like a predator. He imitated your every move. It was like a dance. When you lunged, he stepped back, dodging your knife, your fist, whatever you came at him with. He was not a silent fighter, grunting and groaning anytime you struck him. Maybe this was why Hydra was so insistent you were trained to keep silent.
It was in this thought he caught you, grabbing hold of your wrist and twisting. You caught your breath, breathing through the pain of the tendons twisting. You threw the knife, catching it in your other hand and lunging forward despite the pain.
He blocked your attack, hitting you in the side hard enough to send you flying. You landed on the forest floor with a thud that reverberated through your bones. The air left your lungs, making it harder for you to move backwards as The Winter Soldier began marching towards you. Everything about him was militant, even his stealth.
He leered over you, watching you like the meek prey you felt like in this moment. You attempted to shuffle away from him, but it was no use. His hand came down on your throat, squeezing just enough to hold you still. His knife dug into the binding of your corset, ripping through the tight stitching, until the blade met your skin. Your silence shocked him. There wasn’t even a gasp for air as you maneuvered yourself to your backup knife tucked in its sheath against your thigh.
Blood pooled out around your corset and onto the pale yellow of your dress, mixing with the mud and dirt. The Winter Soldier twisted the knife more, confused as to how you were still moving, still silent, despite the pain he was inflicting upon you. Clearly, they hadn’t filled him in on who he was up against.
Your knife found the exposed side of his suit, striking over and over until he let go. He stood, unfazed by the knife wounds. You stumbled to stand up, ready to fight again despite your struggle to find solid ground.
Breathe. Breathe. You repeated to yourself, the mantra making it easier to steady yourself.
He lunged, his knife coming in contact with your cheek at your lousy attempt to dodge it. Blood trickled out and down from the wound that had already prepared to stitch itself back up. You caught his wrist during his second strike, pulling him closer until your noses were damn near touching.
You struck him right in the stomach, making him grunt loudly. You let go of his wrist, as he stumbled over a rock, falling flat on his face. Taking this opportunity, you moved him over to straddle him, taking the fabric from the bow on your dress off in one swift movement. You capture his wrists, bringing them above his head and tying them together.
It was a record how fast you had gotten the Winter Soldier immobilized. In another quick second you had pried his mask off. You wanted to see his face. If only Hydra could see you now. He looked up at you, a mixture of shock and another emotion you couldn’t make out written all over his face. He was scared- which was an emotion The Winter Soldier was trained to not feel. Someone else was in him entirely, you discovered. But for now he was still The Winter Soldier; he was still a threat.
“What do you want from me?” You asked, holding your knife right at his throat.
“To return you,” he answered. It was a struggle to get the words out. You felt a sense of accomplishment at this.
“Return me to who? To Hydra? Hah!” You couldn’t help the maniacal laugh that escaped you. His eyes only widened at this, the mixture of blood and dirt smeared on your face only making you appear more unhinged.
“Of course they sent you. Don’t you see, this is just a test. To see if my training was successful.” Rage fueled through you like a gasoline fire. He had no idea why he was sent here, or who you were.
“What do you mean?” His blue eyes shone brighter as he talked. He was genuinely confused, banking on the edge of someone else's consciousness.
“They trained me to be better than you, солдат. To replace you. They sent you after me on a death mission, because they knew I outrank you.” You responded, referring to him by his title, soldier.
The Winter Soldier didn’t look all that convinced. In fact, he looked at you like you were crazy. It was all a distraction. You failed, despite your training, to take notice of his fingers, which were working silently and quickly at the knot on his wrists. In two quick seconds, he had undone the fabric, flipping you over and confiscating the knife. He held it to your throat, his other hand gripping your wrists above your head.
“Now who outranks who? You have no idea what you are talking about крыса, you are a spy.” He said gruffly, pointing the knife deeper against your throat. Yet another trickle of blood ran down your skin.
“What?!” You asked bewildered, recognizing the name he called you from the camp. Rat.
“They told me dead or alive. I have no problem returning you in pieces.” The harshness in his voice made you stop. You couldn’t help the fear that took over, your blood running cold at the thought of the Winter Soldier tearing you to shreds. He now had the control, and there was no way you could win, not like this. You looked up at him, your eyes softening as his blues began to lighten. Someone was trying to break through. The Winter Soldier was breaking right in front of you, this was why they were training you.
As he looked down at you, a barrier broke in his psyche. He hesitated, pulling the knife back slightly, loosening his grip on your wrists. It allowed you the smallest window of time to grab the rock just above your fingertips, and smash it over his head. He fell instantly, his head slumping into your shoulder, the knife falling beneath you.
Using your strength you had regained by helping the loggers over the past few months, you rolled him off of you and sat up. You grabbed the knife and tucked it back in your boot before moving to The Winter Soldier. You strippeed him of his weapons, setting them in the cave.
During your training you had heard them talk about the methods of the current Winter Soldier. You had heard the trigger words, the wiping of his memory, the data they had on him. There was a good chance he would wake up his normal self. So you waited.
Dawn had rolled into the forest by the time he stirred. You stood instantly, waiting for him to come too. His eyes slowly opened, taking in the forest floor, the leaves, the tall trees above him. Panic flooded through him as he sat, instantly trying to figure out where he was but most importantly, what he had done.
His eyes fell to you, to all the blood that coated your face, dress, and skin. To the knife gleaming in your hand. He tried his hardest to recall what happened, but it was to no avail.
“Please…” he begged, catching you off guard. “What happened? Who are you?”
“You… you don’t remember?”
“No.”
“Who are you?” You asked skeptically. You had no idea the name of his original self.
“James. James Bucahnon Barnes. My friends call me Bucky.” He answered. His eyes were a little bluer than they were before, his demeanor a little weaker. You recognized the hue of blue… this was the person who hesitated.
“Okay James… Why did you come for me?”
“I… I don’t know. I don’t even know where I am.”
“I know who you are солдат. You don’t have to play dumb with me.”
Bucky looked at you, letting out a sigh of defeat. He looked exhausted and in pain. You knew it couldn’t have been the stab wounds, they were already healed by now, scarred over.
“Does it hurt? The switch?” You asked, kneeling to be on his level. He looked at you quizzically.
“From The Winter Soldier to yourself?”
He was hesitant to answer. He still had no idea who you were. He remained silent, looking around for any sign of water. You watched him as he stood, turning around to take in his surroundings. His hair was longer, falling just around his eyes. In the daylight he looked less intimidating. He was big, but right now he just looked lost. A shell of his former self.
He took off down the hill, and you followed. He was headed towards the creek that ran through the woods.
“Don’t drink that,” you called out after him. He stopped in his tracks, looking back towards you.
“The water is unsanitary down here. If you want clean water and some food, you should follow me to the village. They’re safe people. They took me in without any question.” You offered, fidgeting with your dress. Bucky hesitated once more, debating on if he could trust you. He had recognized the hilt on the knife you had held- a Hydra emblem carved into it. He didn’t know who you were or where you came from, but he assumed he could trust you for now.
He nodded and followed you back up the hill.
When you arrived at the village, the loggers stood at the entrance, as if they had been waiting for you. You cursed under your breath as you realized they probably were. By now, they were supposed to be an hour into their day, but noticing you weren’t there probably worried them. Especially Kristoff, who stood front and center, a look of worry etched in his features.
“Where were you? Are you okay? What the hell happened?” Kristoff exclaimed, as you appeared out of the treeline. You forgot about the blood dried all over you, and the mysterious man in tow didn’t help.
“I’m okay, I promise,” you said, allowing his arms to grip the sides of your arms, holding your steady.
“Who's your friend?”
“This is Bucky, I invited him back here to freshen up.”
Kristoff didn’t believe you, the look on his face said it all. But he stood back, allowing for Bucky to move forward into the village. He moved hesitantly, taking in his surroundings.
The village was small, with cabin style houses. There was a covered common area in the middle where the families joined for dinner, before separating into their respective houses for the night. It was a tight knit community. One you felt Bucky might really need at this moment.
“Go get cleaned up dear, we’ll help him.” One of the wives, Anneleise, offered. Bucky stilled, not a fan of the idea.
“It’s okay, thank you Anneleise, but I think I should be the one to help him.” Anneleise nodded, handing you the extra towels.
You led Bucky to the cabin you stayed in. It had been abandoned after the previous owner passed from old age. It had been waiting for you, like fate.
“There’s a shower back here,” you pointed to the one bathroom nestled in the corner of the cabin. You handed him the towels. He paused, still hesitant to do anything.
“Look, I don’t know much, but here's what I do know: I escaped a Hydra camp where they were training me to be a better you. I found this village, who accepted me, scars and all, without hesitation. They are removed from the world to every extent. They hunt their own food, clean their own water, make their own clothes, everything. They attend a market in a nearby small town to sell their wood and that's it. I can only assume Hydra sent you to kill me- but in reality they know I can’t be killed. They made sure of that in my training. They wanted you to bring me back, so they could continue making me you. That's why you were after me.”
Bucky stared at you with so much empathy, it made you want to puke. You scoffed, pushing the towels into his hands and pushing him towards the shower.
“Go clean up,” you demanded. He gave a curt nod, before turning towards the bathroom.
Sighing, you unlaced the corset that was bound around your waist- now ruined by Bucky’s knife work. You placed it gently on the chair in the corner of the room, before undoing the dress. There was no way you could get the blood out of such a light color.
“Damn it, this was my favorite too.” You whispered, while grabbing a longer tight knit shirt to throw on for the time being.
You threw a few logs into the fireplace, lighting a fire. It was a chilly spring day, and the fire roared to life immediately, answering your prayers for warmth.
“Where are my weapons?” Bucky asked, emerging from the bathroom. He was still fully clothed and dirty.
“I hid them for now. Until we figure out what to do next.” You turned back to the fire, poking at it absentmindedly.
“How can I trust you?” Bucky whispered. It came out strangled. He was struggling to process this. You turned slowly, allowing him to assess your every move.
“I will not hurt you unless I have to. You are safe here so long as you are James Buchanon Barnes.”
It seemed to be enough reassurance for him, as he turned to head towards the bathroom once more.
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okay you said sent bkdk ideas & BET
1. The climax of she-ra w/ catra’s “dont you get it? I love you, i always have! So please, just this once, STAY!” speech and I actually can’t decide if it’s katsuki begging an unconscious deku to wake up or izuku begging an unconscious kacchan to wake up. But either way.
2. Bakusquad singing She’s In Love from the little mermaid stage show — again can’t decide if it’s about katsuki or deku (with the other one as flounder who is Most Upset about Ariel being in love w someone) (only this time it’s themself that is the love interest) (I have both sets of lyrics divided up and available upon request)
3. Say the Word from the mad ones (sorry yes I’m a theatre kid mb). That’s all. I’m tentatively working on an animatic but I can’t draw
4. Bksquad singing fixer upper from frozen. Bakugou is Kristoff & Deku is Anna obviously. I haven’t thought any further at all so just spitballing here but kirishima sven todoroki Elsa (obviously) aaaaand idk for hans. I feel like shindo yo would be the popular pick for a fake love interest?
5. Bakugou singing Granger Danger from a very potter musical.
6. Okay this is actually kiribaku but you by dodie, bkdk were fwb but deku caught feelings & bakugou starts dating kirishima
7. Atalanta (Greek myth) au — bk was raised by wolves/bears/dragons probably, then gets hunted by a king (mitsuki) who recognises him as his (her) son and takes him back to be prince. Tells him he has to get married, he says okay but Only someone who can beat me in a fight (in the myth it’s a foot race) and if they lose they die. Deku gets help from all might and wins (in the myth aphrodite gives the winner golden apples which distract atalanta, not sure how this would play out in this ver)
8. Howl’s Moving Castle au (book ver). Controversially, I have deku as howl, katsuki as Sophie & sentient OFA as calcifer. I can and Will back this up. (Kaminari as Martha/youngest sister who wants to marry rich and be a mom) & Uraraka as Lettie (middle sister who wants to be rich off her own hard work) (I actually have the whole cast planned out)
9. I’m currently writing a Carrie au. Deku is Carrie obvs. Katsuki is both Sue and Tommy, w Kiri coming in for some of Tommy’s advice giving moments. Decided Toga can be Chris and originally I had aged down!Dabi as Billy at a friend’s request but not 100% sure. Considered switching to mustard but like. We know nothing about him.
10. Barely fleshed out but I’ve seen a bunch of parallel universe swapping quirk fics where fantasy!bkdk or future!bkdk get swapped to the canon verse, including at least one w pregnant izuku and. Pregnant katsuki gets swapped to the canon verse because I think it’s WAY funnier
Okay I’m done now sorry
These were A LOT and as a uni student I don't have the time to do all/organise all in one post (but I will draw if more people insist on the asks (please submit your ideas separetly, it's a lot easier for my little pea brain)
BUT, i will give my piece about the songs, since I included them in my BKDK playlist
2. She's in Love - I see it as bkdk friends talking about Deku's (Ariel) clear crush while an oblivious Bakugou (Flounder) has barely been able to tell Izuku is in love and it's annoyed about it because he thinks it's not him (it is tho)
3. Say the Word - This is such a Katsuki-coded song about his feelings, it actually hurts me inside
4. Fixer Upper - Submitter's suggestion is good, BUT HAVE YOU CONSIDERED: Fantasy AU BKDK, where Kiri is the weredragon and Shouto is a prince and I would suggest Toga Himiko (my daughter) for Hans (would change some more of the story tbh, but that's the OG plan)
5. Granger Danger - COUNTERPOINT: Fem!BKDK in a ball, bkg is Draco, dk is Ron and they're talking about each other
6. What if She from Dodie but it's Izuku's POV cause he is enamoured by Katsuki buthas no clue what the other feels
Anyway, feel free to send more asks now !! I'll promise I'll get back to them, I just took a long break because of personal shit, but I'm back stronger than ever
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My Favorite 2023 Fanfics
Instead of posting a master list of the fics I published in 2023, I'm just going to give you some of my favorites.
Knock on Wood (Kristanna, T)
“So, like, I’m not really a superstitious guy or anything, you know? But I saw this girl, right, and I’m about to ask her to dance.”
He strummed a few times before stopping the strings with his hand and knocking three times on his guitar. “I don’t know, I figure every little bit helps. Couldn't hurt anyway.”
A few people clapped and whistled as he strummed the opening to a song Anna hadn’t heard before. Then he smiled. “Maybe y’all can 'Knock on Wood' for me, too.”
I wrote this one for the FHWM Friday the 13th event. It was really fun because I got to set it in a time and place that is near and dear to my heart and I haven't seen many similar AUs. It's also a song fic, and I just had so much fun with it.
Pretty Please (Kristanna, E)
“Show me how bad you want it, Kristoff. Show me how bad you want me to spank you.”
“You think I only want to sink my tongue into your $!@# so you’ll spank me?”
His smile made her heart flutter as much as his words, but she tested him anyway. “Pretty men say pretty please.’”
“You think I’m pretty?” he asked, each word punctuated by a sloppy, wet kiss on her thigh, "when I wear my lace panties?"
When she didn't answer, he looked at her with lifted brows and puppy dog eyes.
She cupped his cheeks and said, “You're not pretty, Kristoff; you're very pretty."
I wrote this one for the BDSM Exchange. It's not for everyone, but it's probably my favorite fic I've ever written (of all time).
Waffle Waltz (Kristanna, T)
Anna travels to Tromsø, Norway to attend her sister Elsa's wedding, and ends up renting a room with Bulda and her grumpy and resentful son Kristoff, who is the king of waffles.
1. Waffle, Noun: (1) A soft indented cake cooked in waffle iron; (2) Empty or pretentious words
2. Waffle, Verb: (1) Equivocate, vacillate; (2) To blather
This was for the Candy Hearts Exchange. It involved a ton of research and drew on my own knowledge of/experience with folk music and dance, and I consider it to be one of the best (quality-wise) fics I've ever written. I also really love the fun relationship between Anna & Hans.
Hey, Little Girl (Kristanna, E)
Loner Kristoff gets hired by cheerleader Anna’s parents to teach her how to drive because they’ve lost all patience with her. She isn’t what he expects, though, and when he realizes the feelings he’s been harboring for years are reciprocated, he lets down his guard. Then one thing leads to another... and quite possibly the hugest mistake of their lives.
This started as a driver's ed lesson and ended with a prom for Kristanna School Days. In between, I wrote Kristoff probably the most conflicted and tormented I've ever written him (other than Sophisticated Grace). And it was all set to songs by the Ramones! It really has it all, fluff, angst, high school drama, teen pregnancy, first times. Also some of the OCs were really cool.
The Chaise (Gaston x Adam, E)
Adam debates buying a small chaise longue at his local antique shop until he finds out it comes with an extra large delivery man.
I wrote this for my a friend, and TBH I'm still completely tickled by it. Adam seduced Gaston through flattery and it was just so much fun to write!
The Moment I Bit My Lip (Kristanna, E)
Anna shivered as she packed her suitcase. It was winter, the furnace was broken, and they’d run out of firewood. And Kristoff had run out of time. Based on "Love Me Harder" by Ariana Grande ft. The Weeknd
This was a reader request. It was a huge challenge because I tend to write more female-dominant stuff and the song lyrics screamed Kristanna, but at the same time didn't really fit with the kinds of things I usually write. So I had to get a little creative and I absolutely love that. Anyway, I came up with one of the coolest AUs I've written and I absolutely adore this piece.
Boom, Clap! (Kristanna, E)
A sharp pain sears across Kristoff’s face from the force of Anna’s hand slapping him to the present. Stars twinkle just inside his field of vision as he rubs his cheek, and his heart beats faster in excitement. He hasn’t felt this good in years.
Until an irate voice says, “What the fuck?”
Anna stands in front of him, angrier than ever, and he smiles a little more.
“You think that’s funny?” she asks. The correct answer is no, of course, but the right answer is that he’s elated.
He looks down to hide the smile he couldn’t make go away. That’s when he sees his brace and remembers his injured leg. The only pain he feels, though, is on his cheek.
“I had it handled,” she says and shows him the red rhinestone-encrusted mace attached to her keychain, which her thumb sits on top of.
He grins, and says, more bravely than he would have had he not been floating on Cloud 9, “Or you could just slap me again.”
Her red lips slowly curve into a cat-like smile. She folds her arms and coolly leans against the wall. Her eyes glitter with mischief, and she purrs, “Well, now you’ve got my attention.”
I wrote this for Smut Week, but it's so much bigger than that. It was a monumental task writing about Kristoff, a war-injured vet, and Anna, the woman that uses pain to take away his pain, but so rewarding as their relationship turned into something so much bigger than h/c for them. It's two people bringing out the absolute best in each other, Kristoff healing in a way he never thought he could, and discovering that he was worthy of giving and accepting love. It's one of the most meaningful things I've written.
Rain Check (Kristanna, E)
Newly divorced Anna goes for a walk to work off some pent-up energy, but gets derailed by rain, a good Samaritan’s garage, and some really great D.
Another Smut Week fic, a follow-up to a cute little one-shot I wrote for myself last year (Future's So Bright, T) and wanted more of. I really love the way Anna and KB love each other. And Anna really goes for what she wants, but ultimately chooses herself and what she needs. I like this AU so much that I did a follow-up fic (Here Comes the Sun, E) and I'm also planning a 30+ multi-chap fic tentatively titled "And If I Change My Mind" to be published hopefully in the next few months.
Valentine Bear (Rydoff, T)
Kristoff gets some unexpected help setting up the Peeps Valentine's Day display at Weselton's Grocery Store when Anna, the assistant manager--and Kristoff's best friend--assigns Ryder to assist. Will Anna's Cupid's arrow strike Kristoff's heart? Or will it knock him down, along with his display?
I had this idea of Kristoff playing with Peeps and using his fake voice to talk for them. Who else talks for Peeps? Ryder of course! It's such a fun concept and I loved writing for them so much that I wrote a short multi-chap sequel (Mint Jelly and Onion Jam). Oh, and I got to explore Anna & Kristoff as adorable best friends and Anna/Hans (Alive and Burning Brighter), also a first!
Behind Adjoined Doors (Kristanna, E)
After seeing her recently engaged ex at her cousin's wedding, Anna sneaks through the adjoining door of her hotel room to have meaningless sex with Kristoff - because it’s not possible to fall for someone you can’t stand, right?
I wrote this one for Smut Week and it still tickles me. Cocky Kristoff is just so... he's a bro. Sort of. At least it seems like he is. And Anna has to open her eyes (and her legs) to see the diamond in the rough hiding right next door.
What's up for 2023? I'm working on a Kristanna Valentine's Day fic (short multi-chap), finishing up All Tied Up and Head Over Feet. Chugging along with The Refugees, and my new upcoming long fic "And If I Change My Mind," set in the Bandana AU.
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Hot take: I really don’t think F2 was as bad as some make it out to be. Was it F1? No, but it was good in its own right.
Created growth for Anna & Elsa, becoming their own person healthily. Especially Anna who found her own way and overcame great hardship to become something so much more than she expected. Elsa too in realizing what she TRULY wants and who she is.
The soft side of Kristoff was a lovely touch just because yeah, sometimes tough guys can be gooey on the inside for their girl. Nothing wrong with that.
And the songs? Tbh, banging.
Anyways, just a hot take for your Friday morning ☺️
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ive decided recently that im making myself commit to a full reading year for 2023. i really like what i have going on with my watchlist and plan to apply a similar system for my tbr. so far, i think i can manage one book and one collection of short stories/poem a month, ✨HOWEVER✨ i have no idea where i want to start.
i had a tendency to juggle two/three books at one time, which ended up with me having more dnfs than completed ones. not that anything i picked was particularly bad or boring, but having worked in publishing (esp in a position that led to severe burnout) made me feel like it was a chore when it should have been a source of comfort or enjoyment.
wanna get back into that without waiting for The Book to reel me in, yk?
in order to figure out what i want to read this year, i’ve decided to sample my nightstand and take it from there. i have 21 books that i have to cut down to 11 by the end of the month. got no real barometer for how many pages to start, but sufficient enough for me to really get a vibe before i move on.
i will keep the sample list updated throughout the month and see where this goes. tbh, i hope this system sticks!
READ || PASS - The Starless Sea, Erin Morganstern
ON THE FENCE? || PASS - Kaikeyi, Vaishnavi Patel
READ || PASS - The King of Infinite Space, Lyndsay Faye
READ || PASS - Harlem Shuffle, Colson Whitehead
READ || PASS - The Seven Husbands of Evelyn Hugo, Taylor Jenkins Reid
ON THE FENCE? || PASS - Crying in H Mart, Michelle Zauner
READ || PASS - Cloud Cuckoo Land, Anthony Doerr (a dnf im picking up again)
READ || PASS - Scythe, Neal Shusterman
READ || PASS - The Gravity of Us, Phil Stamper
READ || PASS - The Regional Office is Under Attack!, Manuel Gonzales
READ || PASS - Superminds, Thomas W. Malone
READ || PASS - Circe, Madeline Miller
ON THE FENCE? || PASS - Ninth House, Leigh Bardugo (a dnf im picking up again)
ON THE FENCE? || PASS - I'll Give You the Sun, Jandy Nelson
READ || PASS - Babel, R. F. Kuang
READ || PASS - The Fifth Season, N. K. Jemisin
READ || PASS - Illuminae, Amie Kaufman & Jay Kristoff (a dnf im picking up again)
READ || PASS - Originals, Adam Grant
READ || PASS - The Forgetting Time, Sharon Guskin
READ || PASS - The Atlas Six, Olivie Blake (a dnf im picking up again)
NOTE: i have an idea what will be on my shortlist for the short stories/poems, but i wont be tracking it as rigorously as the above; theres just no way i can turn off that part of my brain that wants to juggle stories, so this is my solution.
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