Thank You So Much! They're So Cute!! Congratulations Again On 100 Followers

Thank you so much! They're so cute!! Congratulations again on 100 followers

—100 followers celebration results !!

congratulations, @apocalypsewriters !! Victor-Hecate is da winner of the giveaway, and here's the promised chibi art for them :D ! they were a blast to draw and experiment with and I hope you like the product as much as i do !!

thank you so much for entering and thank you for your support :D !

Thank youuu

Last song: I honestly have no clue. I don't listen to a lot of music

Last movie: The Croods: A New Age (with my younger siblings)

Currently watching: WandaVision??? I'm stuck w/o Disney+ on episode 8

Currently reading: The Diviners by Libba Bray, Towering by Alex Flinn, Worm in a Jar by @b-a-pigeon (it's very good so far. The chaos is great)

Currently craving: the blue hair dye that's arriving at the end of this month. It is the precursor to me cutting it, since I'm saving it for a show

9 people tag game

I was tagged by @scuttlingseaurchin-deactivated2 weeks ago (yes, I waited so long that the tagger got deactivated 😆 ), so I thought I’ll finally do this.

Last song: I Hate Everything About You - Three Days Grace Violet Orlandi ft Halocene cover.

Last movie: The Last Days of Edgar Harding (2011)

Currently watching: The Living and the Dead (such gorgeous cinematography and woods 😉).

Currently reading: “Cursed” by Thomas Wheeler.

Currently craving: some painkillers. My head is killing me. 😆 Also ice cream.

Tagging: everyone who feels like doing this. Just say I tagged you. 😀

This took me way too long to reply to, but thank you for the tag @helen-the-bear

I did do an obligatory wishful thinking one where my style isn't quite so plain and my hair is approximately a month in the future, but this one will do

Tagging: @pagesofcursive @wannabeauthorzofija (neither of you are obligated, and anyone who follows me is also gently encouraged to join in)

Picrew Tag

Thanks for tagging me, @talesofsorrowandofruin ^_^

Rules: make yourself with this Picrew.

For some reason this looks kinda like Hermione, but okay.

Tagging: @regan-wickworre @baguettethebooklover and @teasenpaiwrites + open tag

—hannah’s oc fill in the blank tag game

Rules: choose an oc and have them fill in the blanks of the following statements ( created by @hannahs-creations )

for this tag i'm going to be using Spit :D !! so slight warning for cussing !!

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I am inspired by Coda, but don't tell 'im that 'cause he'll get an ego.

I think that I am mutant because have you fuckin' seen me?

I have often been told I am a villain, but I don't fuckin' get it. Destroy school property and suddenly the whole damn city hates you.

I love everything about myself, which probably stems from have you seen me? I'm beautiful.

When I am up late at night, I am usually thinking about Coda, usually. How he's doing and how he's feeling, and when he's with me jus' how... happy I am, I guess.

My favorite thing to do in my free time is none of your damned business.

I really dislike Iven because have you seen his face? Very punchable.

I find that school tends to distress me.

I think I am unique because my saliva is deadly.

My most common emotion tends to be anger.

I really hate when people exist.

I find schoolwork to be tedious and feel the world would be better without it.

If I could get rid of any food in its entirety, it would be any and all. Everythin' tastes bitter and gross, I'd be better off if I could photosynthesize.

I think pigeons would be my spirit animal because they're fucking annoying bastards. It's perfect.

I believe I'm better than everyone because I'm better than everyone.

I feel annoyed about this game.

I have zero, zip, zilch pets.

I [am/am not] afraid of commitment because relationships are inherently terrifying. Being vulnerable is inherently terrifying. I could also kill anyone I kissed.

If I became a villain, it would be because I'm filling the role everyone laid out for me.

If I became a hero, it would be because I finally did something praise-worthy despite my morals.

I consider myself to be a antihero.

I think I am not the main character of my own story.

I wish I was done with this questionnaire.

If I could kill one person without getting into trouble, it would be the Principal.

I find that people that exist are really stupid.

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—tagging

@night1rst , @saucysquared , @001arial , @pretend-im-normal , @vylequinne , @screnwriter , @apocalypsewriters , @opes-magnas , @zoya-writes

I agree with everyone above. I love the interaction!! Vent about your day, your stories, or ask about mine! Anything.

reblog if you want more interaction w your lovely followers

Oh, that's so cute! I love Kieran's insistence on comfort over formality, and the mutual agreement on everything. They're very sweet together, and very real; I can practically hear Kieran in the way you write his dialogue

—WCABH Excerpt No.2

taking a break from some Spit and Coda to give you Kieran and Jasmine :D ! i just wrote this bit as i added a 31st chapter to the novella and just barely missed 60,000 words ): 700 more words and i'd hit it, but alas, i'll have to save that endeavor for a later time.

these scene made me so absolutely giddy, it's ADORABLE ugh

i also welcome any critiques or advice !! i’d love to hear what you think of my writing and the way i’m establishing the characters and their romance !!

✧ word count | 697 a small excerpt from We Can All be Heroes

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“So whaddya wanna talk ‘bout?” Kieran sat beside her, criss-cross as well. He wiped his increasingly sweaty palms on his sweatpants as he swallowed thickly. He could tell Jasmine was worried for what he had to say, her brows furrowed and smile masking her concern. He knew that eventually, he’d need to have this conversation with her. Worries returned to him, flooded his mind. They were only kept at bay when she placed a gentle hand on his thigh.

“Somethin’ ‘bout the future and shit. Our future.” He swallowed. “And what we want for it.”

“Wh-what about it? Is it bad…?” She stretched her legs out so that they laid over Kieran’s lap. Her expression was riddled with anxieties. All she knew about their future was that she didn’t want them to die on a mission, but they were seniors. They didn’t have to worry about missions, yet.

“Jas, babe, I… I know this is gonna sound dumb. ‘Specially with the future we got laid out for us. But I want more. I want,” He paused, his hands resting atop her legs. His hands were warmer than usual, sweaty, and he was just happy she wasn’t wearing shorts. He traced one of his hands up her leg, up her thigh, before taking her hand in his. Something he rarely ever did since he’d burned her accidentally. He was hesitant, but serious. “I-I’ve always wanted a family o’ my own. I wanna be the dad my dad couldn’t, I-I wanna love you the way you deserve to be loved. I wanna give you a wedding lil girls could only dream of. I want a future with you. A family with you.”

Kieran’s heart was fluttering in his chest, racing a mile per minute. He awaited the moment he’d regret the words he’d laid out, waited for his heart to be stabbed with the pain of rejection. He watched as Jasmine placed both of her hands on his, squeezing tightly despite how Kieran could barely feel his own hands beneath layers and layers of burned scar tissue.

“Yes! Yes, yes, yes! Oh my God, please!” Kieran was allowed to breathe, shock evident on his face. He was practically pounced upon as Jasmine burrowed her head in the crook of his neck. She littered his soft skin in kisses. She sat atop the other, straddling him now. She pulled back, her hands gripping the fabric of his shirt tightly. “Two! Two kids! Maybe four? At least two boys, and I want a princess dress for my wedding. And fuck weddin’ rings, I want necklaces, yeah? I want to live in a quiet home away from all this bullshit. I want you to never ever go on a mission. And I want you. I just want you to be mine, forever.”

Kieran wrapped his arms securely around her as he pulled her close. His hands rested at her lower back. He flushed, his heartbeat all he could hear as she paused between words. Still, he was smiling widely. So much so that his cheeks ached.

“I’ll get you that princess dress. God, babe, you’ll look so beautiful, more beautiful than normal. A real princess, my princess, and I’ll get those wedding necklaces. I’ll get you everything you want, anything. I’ll work my hardest,” He spoke earnestly, determination dancing in his crimson eyes. “I’ll even wear a tux! But I’m totally not wearin’ fancy shoes, that’s jus’ ridiculous!”

Their lips met. It was a soft, sweet kiss. One where hands roamed their bodies, tugging the fabric of their shirts as they attempted to get closer and closer. Their chests were practically pressed against each other, so close that a magazine could be held up between them. When they broke the kiss they were panting, voices hushed and giggles overtaking them. Jasmine looked as though she may cry any moment, and Kieran simply cupped her cheeks. He pulled her close for one more kiss, and then another. Her giggling was infectious.

“Together forever?”

“And ever!” Kieran spoke loudly compared to Jasmine’s whisper. He pecked her lips and then her nose. “I’ll give you the whole damned world, Jas.”

“Promise me?”

“Promise you.”

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—extra

✧ playlist

✧ Jasmine Hoyos belongs to Arial

✧ taglist

@001arial​ , @zoya-writes​ , @darkmatternonsense​

@night1rst , @pretend-im-normal​ , @opes-magnas