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I pop in here now and again, like some things and then scurry back out

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Of course, I’m off of tumblr for a few…months and I come back to almost every other post on my feed bing an ad for manscaping 😂😂😂

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I wrote 2300 words last night!! Was any of it for my current WIPs….nope.

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More Get-to-Know-the-Writer Asks

Red: What type of writer’s block do you experience the most?

White: Are you a supporter/lover of fanfiction?

Black: Would you want to live in one of the fictional worlds you’ve created?

Blue: What’s more important to you: characters or plot?

Yellow: What’s a common writing tip that you mostly ignore?

Grey: What’s a common writing tip that you almost always follow?

Orange: How many projects do you usually have going at once?

Pink: Which of your characters would become your best friend?

Purple: Which of your characters would become your sworn enemy?

Green: Pencil, typewriter, or computer?

Brown: Do you have a set writing space? Or do you write everywhere?

Silver: Are you comfortable writing in public places?

Gold: Do your stories usually contain lessons or morals?

Clear: Do your characters control where the story goes or do you maintain control?

Tan: Are you open to co-writing a story?

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What do you do when you’ve pulled a muscle in your hip and it is 105 degrees F outside?

Answer: Nap and write

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Why is it that my brain will take my characters and be like “This would be a totally an awesome AU!!!”

I still haven’t finished writing the damn story! 😂

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I am so guilty 😭😭😭😭

I’m sorry dear readers, please forgive me!

Fanfic authors be like "stay tuned for more" or "to be continued" and then don't update for twenty years, lmao.

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I actually finished chapter 38 of TRP. Apparently my writing drought is seeing some rain. Now to send it off to my beta reader.

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Hello my dears! I’m starting a Patreon page for those who might be interested. I’ll have more info soon!

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The Queen’s Hand

Original Story

Genre: Romance, Angst

Rating: Mature

Chapter 2: An Invitation

“Your Highness! You must pick a suitor that will be an ideal king!” one of the council members stressed and stood up from his chair.  

“Really? I never would have guessed that?” Inara replied, sarcasm lacing every word as she rubbed her temple. “And I suppose you have someone in mind, Councilmen Argath?” She pointed a hand at the man.

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I’ve been working on this again so I figured I better reblog it lol. It is one of my original stories (I have three) but I’ve been inspired to work on this a little lately.

The Queen’s Hand

Kaychawrites Original

Genre:Romance, Angst

Rating: Mature

Chapter 1: Royal Ball

It was crushing…the weight on her shoulders. How did she end up being responsible for so many people…so many lives? How was someone supposed to function under all this weight? She couldn’t breathe, she felt all alone. She wanted to scream but couldn’t. She couldn’t show any weakness, not to her friends, not to her enemies. In this world, she was all alone. Stand tall, back straight, shoulders back, eyes forward, bright smile. The mantra she told herself every morning when she put on her mask, the mask of a leader. She loved her people. Everyone in her kingdom was important to her and she wanted to make sure they were able to live their lives happily. That is why she was now about to face a room full of strangers… and she was supposed to pick one of them to share the rest of her life with. 

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So I’m probably horrible for doing this but I’m always coming up with story ideas in my head and instead of finishing my current story I start writing snippets of others....

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New Years Count Down

This is a The Right Partner one-shot. Bet you can’t guess what the theme is LOL! I have no excuse as to why I haven’t updated in a while. I wrote this as a way to get back in the groove. Fingers crossed! 

“Everyone get ready, it’s almost time!” Mina called out across the noisy room full of their friends. Eijiro who had been talking to Katsuki quickly slipped over to his pink haired girlfriend. Katsuki took another sip from his glass as his gaze settled on a purple haired beauty on the other side of the room, his partner Kia. They had been working together for a few years now.

As more couples joined hands around the room waiting for the count down on the TV Kia moved over to the snack table. Katsuki had become aware of his feelings a while ago but always convinced himself that a relationship with his hero partner would be a bad idea. Besides, he had been busy working his way to the top of the heroes list.

He watched as Kia picked up a strawberry and popped it into her mouth. Her tongue swept across her lips and he felt a tightening in his chest. His earlier conversation with Ejirou replayed in his ears.

*******

“Dude, are you gonna do it?” Eijiro asked.

“Do what?” Katsuki scoffed as he poured himself a glass of whiskey.

“Make a move on Kia,” Eijiro nudged his friend’s arm with his own. “Come on, the only person who doesn’t notice is her.”

“I don’t know what the hell you are talking about,” Katsuki glared before he turned away an took a drink.

“I think you should. What better way to tell a girl you love her with a New Year’s kiss?” Eijiro waggled his eyebrows at his friend.

“Whatever, moron,” Katsuki took another swallow of liquor.

“You scared she doesn’t feel the same?” Eijiro taunted before ducking out of his friend’s reach.

*****

Katsuki shook his head as to get the thought out of his mind. “I’m not fucking scared,” Katsuki muttered to himself. At that moment Kia caught his eye and waved him over to join her. Katsuki paused as he weighed his options, then downed the last of his drink, slammed it down on the table beside him, and walked over to where his partner stood as the count down started.

“B, you gotta try this!” Kia smiled brightly as she held up a snack for him to eat. Katsuki didn’t say anything and just gently grabbed her wrist before taking the treat from her fingers. The blush that coated her cheeks as his lips grazed her fingers sent his heart booming in his chest like a volley of his explosions.

“5!”

“It’s good right?” Kia said breathily.

“4!”

Katsuki didn’t respond as he chewed the spicy treat.

“3!”

“B?” Kia looked at him curiously.

“2!”

Katsuki stepped closer to her, still holding her wrist. “B?” Kia’s eyes widened.

“1!”

At the end of the countdown Katsuki closed the distance between them and cupped the back of her neck as their lips met. It was better than he imagined. Her lips so soft against his, with the light taste of strawberries and the rum she had been drinking. He was so caught up in the feel and taste of her lips that it startled him when her fingers threaded through his hair. His eyes popped open when her lips answered his own; he let go of her wrist and snaked his other arm around her waist. The hand he just released fisted into his shirt as Kia’s lips parted and her tongue ghosted across his lips. Katsuki replied eagerly as he pulled her even closer, slanting his mouth across hers as he deepened their kiss. He couldn’t hear anything but his heart pounding in his ears. All too soon their kiss ended leaving them panting.  

“I’ve been wanting to do that forever,” Kia whispered. Katsuki’s eyes flicked to meet hers and he was pleased to find a small smirk across her lips.

He couldn’t help but grin back at her. “Tch, is that so?” He raised a brow at her causing her to chuckle at him.

“Yeah,” Kia admitted as she smiled.

Katsuki gently ran his thumb across her cheek before leaning in for another kiss. This time she met him halfway. A sharp whistle and some cat calls made them aware of their audience.

“It’s about time!” Someone called out.

“Congrats guys!” Uraraka gave them a thumbs up.

“I see you took my advice!” Eijiro laughed as Mina clapped next to him.

“Go to hell!” Katsuki smirked while Kia laughed in his arms.

“So…” Kia drew his attention back to her. “Just to clarify, this means?” She gave him a questioning look.

“You’re mine now,” he replied boldly as he tilted her chin upwards.

Challenge flashed in her eyes as he felt her heart pound against his chest. “You sure you are ready for that?” she challenged.

“Abso-fucking-lutly,” he replied before capturing her lips in another kiss.

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TIN MAN

What does it feel like to be hollow?

That was a question he heard countless times I’ve the years. How was he supposed to describe it? Normal? He was born this way. Sometimes he wondered if he was the one who should be asking questions. What does it feel like to be full? What do emotions feel like? Even if someone did explain it how was he suppose to understand?

So he carried on, unable to understand the question he was constantly asked. Unable to grasp the concept of emotion and incapable of realizing that he might be missing out on something he never had.

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Imaginary Friends

So I was inspired by a prompt I found on Pinterest!! 

Baku/Deku Friendship Short Story

ANGST, bullying, 

Enjoy!

“You know it freaks people out when you mutter to yourself like that,” Katsuki growled, snapping Izuku out of his intense focus.

“Y-yeah, I know, sorry. I don’t even realize I am doing it half the time. It helps me focus,” the green hair boy muttered, his cheeks pink from embarrassment.

“Don’t be such a loser, Deku,” The blonde scoffed as he picked up his backpack. “Those morons in the Junior class wouldn’t pick on you so much if you grew some balls.”

“Yeah…” Izuku hung his head even lower.

“Damn it! Pull yourself together you idiot! Tch, if you hang your head it just makes you easier to beat down.” Katsuki made his way to the door and slammed it opened. “I’m heading to practice, don’t get beat up on your way home, got it!” With that he slammed the door shut behind him.

“Yeah…” Izuku sighed before gathering his things and stowing them in his backpack. Quickly he made his way down to the lockers, put on his street shoes and headed home.

“Kacchan is right,” Izuku thought as he walked. “I really do need to learn to stand up for myself. He has spent so much time showing me how to defend myself. Why do I always freeze up?!” Izuku groaned in frustration as he stared at the sidewalk in front of him.

“Hey, worthless!”

Izuku froze at the sound of his tormentor’s voice behind him. Turning around he saw the three boys from the junior class that always picked on him.

“Almost missed you today,” the head bully sneered as he sauntered over to Izuku and put an arm around his shoulders. “Thought you could get out of paying the toll, huh?”

“No, I-I I didn’t,” Izuku whimpered as the bully pulled him in closer.

“Well then what are you waiting for?” The bully shoved him forward, knocking him to the ground.

“I didn’t forget, I just don’t have any money,” Izuku grimaced at the pain in his knees.

“What was that?!” His tormentor demanded. The bully strode over and grabbed he green haired youth by the collar. “You don’t have the money? Guess you’ll have to pay the penalty then,” he sneered. “Grab his arms and take his bag.” The leader ordered his lackeys.

“No! Don’t!” Izuku begged as he struggled against the two who grabbed him.

“Shut it nerd,” One of the bullies said as he tore off Izuku’s backpack. “Here you go boss!” he said as he tossed it to their leader.

“Let’s see if he is telling the truth,” the bully sneered as he opened the bag and dumped the contents onto the street. Izuku’s things scattered all over the cement, including his phone, wallet and a watch that Katsuki had given him when they were little.

“Guess we will have to make do with your phone and wallet. Someone might buy this garbage,” the bully laughed as he picked up the phone and wallet. His movements knocked Izuku’s things around revealing the watch. “What is this?”

“No! That was given to me by my best friend, it’s important to me!” Izuku struggled against his captors as the leader picked up the watch.

The bully turned the watch over in his hand as he glared at Izuku. “Who the hell you think you are telling me what to do. I wasn’t going to bother with this piece of junk but now I think I’ll hack it just to teach you a lesson,” he laughed.

“No…” Izuku whined.

“FIGHT DAMN YOU!!”

Startled Izuku looked over his shoulder to see his friend Katsuki standing there with his fists clenched.

“Are you really going to take this bullshit! I thought I told you to grow some balls! Punch that loser in the face and take back what is yours!”

“I know but I’m not as strong as you are Kacchan,” Izuku cried.

“What the hell is wrong with this loser,” one of the bullies snorted.

“DAMN IT!” Katsuki ran up to stand in front of his friend. “Are you going to just be a pushover your whole life? I can’t always be there to save your sorry ass!”

“I know you can’t be here but….” Izuku sobbed, pulling against his bullies.

“This freak is starting to go mad,” laughed the bully. “I think it’s about time to shut him up.” With that the leader raised a fist and punched Izuku across the face. The other two bullies laughed as they held him in place. Soon that blow was followed by another, then the bully kneed him in the stomach knocking the air from his lungs and causing Izuku to drop to his knees.

“Come on Deku, are you just going to give up?” Katsuki asked while Izuku gasped for air. “Is this how you want to live your life. I thought you wanted to be like me?”

“I d-do,” Izuku wheezed, tears flowing from his eyes.

“Then GET UP!” Katsuki demanded.

Izuku took a deep breath as his best friend’s words hit him to the core.

“You do?” the bully leered, “Do you hear this loser? You do what? There is nothing you can do except snivel on the ground like the coward you are.” The bully took a step closer and bent down to whisper in Izuku’s ear. “A coward just like your friend.”

At the bully’s words something inside Izuku snapped. “Take that back.”

“Make me.”

With crazy speed Izuku lunged, smashing his head into the bully’s face. The guy howled as he covered his now broken nose, falling backwards onto the sidewalk. With out hesitating Izuku jerked his right arm down and forward breaking the other bully’s grasp and punching the third one in the face. Both bullies let go as Izuku’s sudden retaliation took them by surprise.

“What the hell!” The lead bully exclaimed from his spot on the ground.

“I SAID TAKE IT BACK, DAMN IT!” Izuku hollered lunging forward and grabbing the bully by the collar.

“Let go of me you freak!” the bully demanded as he tried to break Izuku’s grasp. When that failed the bully tried fighting back but Izuku grabbed his wrist twisting it into a holding lock as he pinned the boy’s arm behind his back. The other two bullies got back to their feet and rushed him but Izuku was ready. He shoved the head bully into his friend knocking them both to the ground before taking out the third with a spinning kick.

With all three bullies laying in a heap on the ground Izuku hollered his demand again. “Kacchan was never a coward! He was strong and confident! It’s you guys that are the cowards! Picking on people you think are weaker than you. Kacchan would have stood up to you and won!” Izuku’s chest heaved with the force of his anger. “Say what you want about me, but don’t you say that about my friend!”

The three bullies stared at him in disbelieve. “Whatever loser, you’re just a freak that talks to himself all the time. We’re out of here!” With that the three of them pulled themselves and ran in the other direction hurling curses back at him.

Izuku’s shoulders sagged as the bullies disappeared around the corner. Slowly he picked up his watch the bully had dropped when he headbutted him.

“Tch, serves those losers right,” Katsuki laughed.

Izuku began collecting his thing off the ground and putting them back in his bag. Tears rolled down his cheeks.

“Stop crying you moron,” Katsuki said as he crouched next to his friend. “People are gonna think you’re a bigger weirdo than they already do.”

“Kacchan, I really just won that fight, didn’t I?” Izuku asked.

“Damn right you did,” Katsuki smiled. “Those losers are gonna think twice about messing with you Deku. Guess you don’t need me hanging around anymore.”

“What?!” Izuku’s head snapped up to look at his friend but there was no one there. He continued to stare at the empty space, grief etched into his face. With a sob he clenched the watch in his fist and bowed his head.

” That’s right, he isn’t here,” Izuku thought as the tears flowed freely down his face. Katsuki had always been determined and confident. No matter what he did he always won. About a month before school started the two of them were walking down the street when a kid walked out in front of a car. Kacchan acted so quickly; he was able to reach the kid in time. It was a race he both won and lost.

“I did it Kacchan. I won, just like you would have.” A smile broke out across Izuku’s face as he wiped his eyes and grabbed his bag. Standing up Izuku held his head high with pride as he made his way home.

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Here is just a peek....

So I have been writing when I can and there are a few MORE  WIPs I’ve been working on, LOL! It just a peek at one of my originals that I’ve been working on. I’m very much the kind of writer that always has multiple documents open at all times.

Who like a pirate story? I know I do! I got hit with inspiration for this one the other day. I still don’t have a title for it

Waves slosh lazily against the side of the hull as a gentle breeze teases the sails and rigging into a sensuous dance. On the quarter deck a shadowed figure lounges in the broken moonlight as though part of the deck itself. The soft hum of a sorrowful lullaby drifts through the quiet night air; a tail of lovers lost.

“Captain?” a gravelly voice calls from the lower deck.

The humming stops and the shadowy figure shifts his position as he realizes he is not alone. “Aye,”

The grizzled man climbs the steps, the moonlight giving his bronzed skin and graying hair an almost specter like air. “It be gittn’ late Captain,” his rough timber slices through the quiet night as he reaches his captain. “Shouldn’t ye git some rest?”

“Aye, you might be right about that, but it is such a beautiful evenin’. I wanted to enjoy the cool quiet,” the Captain shrugs as he gets to his feet. His heavy boots clomp on the deck as they contact the sea worn timbers and stretches his arms high over his head.

“Tis a fine evenin’ indeed Captain,” the older sailor agrees. “But I reckon ye’d best be gettin’ some rest before we start out tomorrow. If the rumors be true, then we ‘ave a long journey head of us.”

“Aye, you’d be right about that.” The captain strides across the deck to the top of the stairs before turning back to the other sailor. “Since when do you get to boss around the Captain?” he asks with a smirk.

“That be the job of the firs’ mate,” the older sailor straightens his worn vest and lifts his chin proudly.

The captain let out a deep chuckle before starting down the stairs. “That’d be true, what would I do with out you Mr. Tucker?”

“Ye’d be fallin’ asleep at the damned wheel is what ye’d be doin’,” Mr. Tucker growls after him. The captain’s laughter rings out into the night as he heads to the decks below.

Mr. Tucker takes the captain’s spot, making himself comfortable as he began to softly whistle as tune of his own.