#hhn shirt

[eldritchcircus]

It's that time of year again! I revisited the Gore design from last year. Also gosh unrelated but I assumed... all this time... that people were like, meticulously hand-drawing the lettering on t-shirts like this, and I spent like an hour and a half per word trying to make this look like an actual font, only to discover like, yesterday, that people just uh... go in like canva and type the words and then it's done ... I may be stupid.

WHATEVER. Next text-only t-shirt I'll do it the fast and easy way, I prommy.

[midnite-mayhem]

Uhh yeah yeah the thing in the popcorn is definitely not human blood

[chososlittlestuttyboy]

(Request: omg can I pls request ftm chubby reader x satosugu? (polyamory if possible pls reader is a bottom) :I got you pookie:

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“your have soft hair (name)” satoru said while brushing your hair, suguru parted your hair and looked at at satoru “my six eyes are telling me his nape is his weak spot” satoru whispered to suguru “what if i just” satoru says before sliding his finger down your nape “hhn-!?~” a moan ripped from your throat “what the fuck satoru!” Your yelled “whattt, I was just curious” satoru said, while suguru was dying laughing on the other side over you, “it’s not funny…” you pouted your plump lips, satoru looked at suguru, then both of them looked at you, suguru kissed your nape and satoru kissed you, “mph!~” suguru then moved to your cheek, kissing it then pushing satoru then kissed you, “mhh~…” suguru picked you up and walked you to your shared bed “suguruuu~ share him with mee” “ you had him long enough satoru..” suguru said while takin your shirt, then layed you on your tummy, taking out his cock and layin it on your face “hm, suck” before you can say anything he shoved his cock I; your mouth “satoru” “ya ya suguru” satoru lifted your ass up so he can reach your cunt easier “so wet..” he rubbed the flats of his finger tips.

satoru licked your cunt though your boxers “nngh!~ mmph..~” your eyes rolled back, “let me take these off” satoru said while taking your boxers off “oh wow..” satoru groaned at the sight of your pussy, he slowly lowered your ass so it was at his crotch level, took out his 8 inch cock and lined it up to your cunt

*crack!*

You couldn’t scream, satoru looked at your face and grinned “satoru, what did I say about going hard on him” suguru cooed, “shhh… suguru I know” suguru rolled his eyes as he kept his cock in your mouth “how does it feel getting fucking in both ends baby?” Suguru rubbed your cheek, feeling his cock poke your cheek “f’fuck… I’m so close, im goin cum inside ya…” satoru moaned “same over here…” suguru whined, you tried to say no! You really did! But.. you were to cock drunk to say no! At the same time you didn’t want to miss the chance to be breeded by both of your best friends! “Thank you pretty boy…~” “hgnh~” they both groaned before cumming inside of you

“uh did he fall asleep”

I was inspired by this🙏🏾😵

[scimagic]

Eye of the Beholder (AM/Reader)

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Where AM reacts to being called beautiful by his partner.

A small drabble follow up to this. It's my first time writing AM, I'm not as confident as other very well written fanfics but I wanted to try my hand! Hope you like it! TW: Blood and gore

The mechanical claw on top of my throat twitches, slightly releasing the sharp pressure from it.

Were he human, he would frown deeply in surprise, anger quickly taking over his features. Even in this form, his singular eye widens in angered shock.

I quietly stare up at him, never diverting my gaze from him, that glint in my eyes still shining brightly with love and admiration despite the digit hovering dangerously close to a vital artery.

After a long second of silence, the AI begins to laugh again, a wheeze followed by a raspy laugh from its digital lungs. The type of laugh that scratches one's throat with a cough.

AM's laugh rises in volume, getting increasingly maniacal as he removes his claw from my throat; he even lifts his head in the air, obviously amused by such a ridiculous statement.

I let out a silent breath through my lips, a sense of doom rising in my being.

And in mere moments, I was right to feel it.

A shriek of pain escapes my throat as AM plunges all five of his claws into my stomach, blood immediately escaping through the punctures to stain my shirt and his hand. Despite the long routine of torture I've endured, it never becomes a normal sensation, familiar— yes— but never something to get used to.

The pain digs deep, my poor tensing muscles not helping in the slightest. I grunt and groan loudly, taking heaving breaths as the pain travels all over my torso; my nails try to dig into something only to scrape against the cold metal below with dirt and rocks on it's surface.

Tears swell in my eyes, and AM— a mere blur of his visage now— continues to roar in laughter. Hysteric over my twitching and painful form.

BEAUTIFUL! AREN'T I!? My darling?

He hisses with poison in his words.

AHAEHAH!! FEEL! FEEL MY FINGERS DIG INTO YOUR DISGUSTING FLESH AND TELL ME-- OH, PLEASE, MY SWEET DARLING-- JUST HOW BEAUTIFUL I AM!

Blood surges up my throat and forces itself out with a painful cough, making my stomach tense and dig deeper into the intrusive blades. My own blood dribbles down my chin and the corners of my mouth, some of the droplets of blood I sputter fly, landing on my cheeks and nose that the overwhelming stench and taste of iron make me gag. I can only wheeze in pain, shivering like pitiful roadkill.

Despite all the pain and mocking laughs, I groan and force out a laugh, meeting the sharp end of his fingers digging into my organs. But I continue to try and laugh in his face.

If only he could be closer so the blood could splatter on it.

"H-rgh... Hhn... A-As... tounding... Ju-st..." I giggle with bloody teeth. "G... Gor... geous..."

In turn, AM digs his fingers deeper, making me let out another shriek.

YOU-- PUTRID BEAST. Do you expect me to-- to fall at your mercy!? To become a beggar for your unconditional affection!? You run your repulsive mouth and for what? To mock me? Well! Consider me absolutely offended! Your brainless words have gotten through my weak, non-existent heart and SAVED YOU of my eternal punishment! How incredibly-- WONDERFUL for you!

He exclaims with wheezes in between, a combination of chuckles and sniffles, all to land the point of his mockery.

Only-- heheh! What a shame! My darling. You appear to have only ANGERED me more with your honeyed words. AM twists his hand further and my yelps fill the air, the pain unbearable— I slowly try to lose my consciousness. But I know... I know that mercy will never be granted. Not with him getting kicks out of my suffering. Not with him telling me over, and over, and over again, of his charge over my fate.

Perhaps... and just perhaps-- simply because I love to indulge you, baby-- I will cling onto your words, and believe that I truly do look beautiful... with your blood... stained across my hands.

[prettyboy-basement]

. . . searching . . . found ! stay still f’me (dazai x ftm!yan!reader)

warning ! ! ! dark content, kidnapping, dubcon, use of the word cunt and boobs

dazai’s eyes slowly opened and he looked around the room. so it wasn’t some horrible nightmare. some weirdo had kidnapped him and wasn’t about to just let him go easily or quickly.

he really wanted it to be some sort of nightmare… but then he would have been disturbed at the fact that he was so creative…

and also somewhat becoming attracted to his kidnapper.

“good morning, sunshine!”

he looked up and blushed broghtly when he saw you and what you were wearing. or rather, lack thereof. you were standing above him, wearing an obviously oversized shirt.

“like it? i stole it off this one guy, he was soooo lame. anyway, how are you doing? how did you sleep?”

though he was very pit off by you, he couldn’t help but be endeared occasionally. whenever you weren’t branishing your knives or talking about how handsome you thought he was, you were rather nice and adorable in his opinion.

“yeah.. i slept fine. what are you doing in here?”

you giggle and sat on his lap. he was laying on some blankets that were sprawled across your bedroom floor. he looked up at your bed, and saw you had a bottle resting on it.

“i wanted to show you that im… not creepy. and that i do love you, you know…” you sat up and pulled his head against your chest. he looked up at you, but fell back quickly when you released his head. he felt his pants get pulled down his legs and he looked down to see you tugging his slacks off.

“h-huh?!”

“i want you to fuck me, duh!”

you got his boxers off and picked up the bottle before sitting on his lap. he looked between you and the bottle, worry in his eyes.

“w-what about a condom?” he hopes you’ll back off, but instead,

“oh right! i forgot that!” you reached into your drawer and pulled out several condoms, ripping off one and placing the others by your side. you poured some lube into your hand and your stroked dazai’s cock. “have you ever had sex?”

“uh.. no, i- ah -haven’t…”

you giggled before rolling a condom onto his cock. you lubed up his cock again before positioning yourself about him.

“i hope you have fun then.”

you slid down onto him and he moaned out into the room.

“a-ahhh..”

“hhn… ehe… you’re pretty big…”

he’s insane is all dazai could think. he’s insane, he’s having sex with me, and he’s… he’s…

“so… good…”

you held up a peace sign and rode him slowly. he pulled at the restraints trying to reach up to touch you. dazai groaned louder, and his whines grew higher and louder.

“i want… please… touch…”

“you wanna touch me?”

he nodded frantically, panting as he did.

“ive only been at this for about 2 minutes, dazai. are you that desperate? wow, really no one has touched you before, huh?”

dazai moaned loudly and a dam broke inside him, and he was filling up the condom quickly. you giggled through his orgasm, and pulled off of him, you took off the condom.

“whew, that was pretty good, huh?”

no… no, that couldn’t be it. he already missed your softness, your cunt, you thighs around his…

“more..”

“hm?”

“please, more. i wanna do it again.”

you watched him for a moment and giggled. “you really are desperate. but okay!” you picked up the condom and straddled him. “let’s do it again!”

[shadowaj]

Shadow Realm: Epitome of Horror Mock HHN Shirt Design (Frontside)

[thepenultimateword]

Broken Wings and Parcel Strings

“I won’t ask you to stay,” Protagonist said, staring up into the treetops.

The miracle rolled onto her side, wings readjusting on her back as she stared straight on into Protagonist’s face. Dappled light streamed between the branches overheard, catching in gleaming strands of coppery hair.

“Tired of me already?”

“Don’t tease.” Protagonist rolled away from her, seeing her so beautiful and impossible beside him while also knowing the inevitable beyond made his chest ache. “I know it wouldn’t be fair to ask.”

Soft fingers ran through his own ashy mane, too drab to be silver or starlight or any of the other adjectives she flattered him with. “If it helps, you feel closer to home than anything else I’ve experienced.”

Protagonist smiled, but the words didn’t breach the stony fortress he’d already built around his heart. “You probably say that to all your lovers.”

She snorted. “Pray tell, who are all these lovers?”

“I don’t know, I just assumed… You go everywhere and meet everyone, it can’t just be me.”

The miracle wrapped her arms around his middle, spreading her feathered wings to full span before settling them overtop him. From the waist up, they both laid enclosed in dim, clean scented warmth. “Would you prefer me to have others? Would it make it easier to know I leave lots of people?

“No.”

“I do leave many people. Friends, teammates, ties stronger than bloodlines. But you may take comfort in knowing there’s no one else like you.”

“But you’re still going.”

“I thought you said you wouldn’t ask me to stay.”

“I won’t.” The thought of holding her down, binding this living definition of freedom to one place, one cage, it made him sicker than letting her go. Miracles weren’t meant to be hoarded. “J-just…come back, ok? Now and then. When you can.”

“I always do.”

And she did. 6 months later. In the dead of night during a rainstorm. It was as if the skies were crying just for her.

When Protagonist answer the slow but insistent rapping, he almost didn’t recognize her. First of all, she seemed smaller, head bent toward the ground, arms wrapped tightly around clinging clothes, ears poking out pink from sopping hair. She almost looked ready to seep between the porch cracks with the rain.

He peered sideways at her clenched jaw and empty eyes.

“Miracle?”

She inhaled abruptly. “Can I…stay here?”

The way she said it was almost like she expected him to decline.

“Yes!” he said, opening the door wider. “Yes, of course!”

She slunk over the threshold, and as she dripped into the corridor, he noticed the red stained across her back, sticking her shirt taught between her shoulder blades.

It struck him all at once the real reason she looked smaller.

The wings and the carefree days were gone.

…

(Inspired by the song The Moon is Down by Radical Face)

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[kissesandarsenic]

😵‍💫 yes mistress i wrote the words on my chest... i want to be a slutty exposed boytoy for everybody... please turn off my mind with a flick of your fingers... staring at the mirror until all my shame is gone hhn pretty words under my shirt.... please let everyone see

-🧠

Oh what a perfect blank little boy toy you are for me. Finally caving into the thrill of being an exposure slut.

And you want everyone to see? Well I could do the exposing myself given we both know exactly who you are. But let's try a little task for you...

Put on your favourite loopable hypnosis file, I know you have one, maybe even multiple. Then set a timer for an hour.

Get yourself nice and relaxed and then begin typing a message to me OFF ANON confessing the most depraved fantasy you can think of. I want it to be filthy, pumpkin. The sort of thing that would make you want to crawl under your bed and never emerge if someone were to find out.

Once you're done, I want you to let your finger hover over the option to send that ask. Don't send it, just let the option hang there, exposing your true self without your anonymity hiding you for the rest of the hour. I want you to sit with the thrill of what might happen if you did hit send. How embarrassed and exposed a shy little boy like you would feel, and the warmth that floods you with.

You decide what to do at the end of the hour. I won't push you to really expose yourself. But it is so much fun to imagine. Isn't it?

[deliciouskeys]

hiiii!!!!!! Gosh I finally got around to read mini butchlander ficlet you wrote and oh my God hhn I was biting my knuckles when you described his teeny tiny square cape hhnn oh boy!!!!!! T.T

Homelander in comic: big bad bulky man so rude and mean and stupid too T.T

Homelander in tv show: smoll bibigirl, big round blue teary eyes, floff hair, cries if you bully him, cute cape

I so want to have a mini bibi Homelander too! with his smoll cape (God I really have something for that cape) and it was really adorable that owner assumed Billy is attracted to 'Blondie' cus of that smoll colorful cape AWWWW!!! also Billy is such good boyfriend hhn giving his shirt to John only to stop him from fretting, so cute! (Homelander definitely going to steal Billy's shirt when they start dating I just know it!)

In owner’s defense, they were skeptical the cape was the sole attractant.😅 It is loosely based on betta fish fin size provoking fights and/or becoming too big and unwieldy to swim with.

Billy is either such a good boyfriend or HL drove him up the wall complaining in their secret language. And/or.

Thank you for the comment and thank you for making me lol with that comic/tv show comparison!

[aegyo-ahegao]

Prompt list number 35 and 40 with Top dom Jin and Baby boy sub Yoongi? please

ohohoho? you're asking me to write subby suga??? this must be my lucky day qwq

prompts

“I like it when you touch me there." + “I want you to fill me.”

sub!Suga x dom!Jin, pre-established relationship, first time together, handjob, stretching, anal, light name calling, implied exhibitionism, hyung as a title, cream pie, cumplay

MINORS DNI UNDER THAT CUT

"Yeah, see you guys in the morning!" Jin called down the hotel hallway at his members, quickly unlocking his door. He grabbed Yoongi by the wrist and tugged him into the room roughly.

"Hyung? What are you-" Jin closed the door and pinned Suga to it, caging him in with his arms. He tried to slow his breathing to an acceptable pace, but he just couldn't help himself. He'd been burning up ever since he found out he and Suga were sharing a room.

"Yoongi..." He stared down at him intensely.

"Are you alright? You seem kinda mad..." Suga trailed off.

"No, no! Of course not." Jin took both of Yoongi's hands and kissed each knuckle. "I'm just... excited."

"Excited? Jin, your-" Yoongi readjusted against the door, but got distracted when something grazed against his stomach. He looked down. "Hy-Hyung." He swallowed. "Is that-" He couldn't take his eyes off the tent in his boyfriend's shorts.

Jin nodded slowly, like he couldn't concentrate. "Mhmm. I just couldn't stop looking at you all day, ever since we got our room assignments, I couldn't stop myself from thinking about it." He groaned, talking about it made the fantasies come flooding back. "Please... Yoongi, please let me touch you." He rested his head on his partner's shoulder.

"H-huh?" Yoongi's face went red all at once. Sure, he and Jin had messed around a little, make-outs and groping, but him saying it like that made something in Suga shiver. His eyes darted back and forth between the lust-ridden expression Jin wore and the stretched fabric of his shorts. Ugh, why was he getting so nervous about this? He was a full grown man! It's not like he hadn't had sex with anyone before, it's just that... well he hadn't ever felt like this. Like he wanted to let Jin have his way with his body, do whatever he wanted to it. He gulped. "O-okay."

"God, thank you." Jin practically moaned. He grabbed Yoongi by the waist and ground their hips together, letting out a low groan. Suga yelped at the sudden contact. "Come on." Jin kissed Suga briefly before taking his hands and dragging him over to one of the beds. He pushed him down roughly before climbing on top of him. "See what you do to me?" He mumbled in between kisses down Yoongi's jaw and neck. He slid his hand under Yoongi's shirt, dragging his hand along his stomach. He flattened a finger over one of Suga's nipples before gently rubbing circles.

"Ah-!" Yoongi felt his hips buck under Jin's weight. "Hhn, Jin-hyung..." he whined.

"Hmm?" Jin hummed into his collarbone.

"Ha- Hyung, I like it when you touch me there." He tried to hide his face, embarrassed at his own words.

Jin sat up and stared down at the beautiful sight that was a flushed and shy Suga. "Yeah?" He smiled fondly. "How about I touch you other places too then?" He trailed his free hand down over Suga's clothed dick, full mast at this point.

Suga gasped, hips seemingly haven take full control of themselves. "Please- please Hyung." he panted.

Jin giggled breathily. "As long as you're quiet." He pressed a finger to his lips. "You wouldn't want the members to find out how desperate you are, would you?" He grinned. Suga stifled a moan. "Oh? Or, do you want them to hear? It seems like you enjoy that idea." Jin unbuttoned Suga's fly and slid his hand under his waistband. He brush the back of his knuckles along his shaft before freeing his poor cock from his tight jeans. "You want them to hear you moan for me? To hear all the pretty noises I'm gonna drag out of you tonight? How greedy." Jin's smile turned wicked. He began to stroke Yoongi's dick, agonizingly slow. Suga whimpered under him.

He tried to be quiet, he really did, but something about the fact that it was Jin touching him made his brain feel like it was far away and fuzzy. "Jin- ngh! Jin, please-"

Jin's pace picked up ever so slightly. "Call me Hyung."

"Wha-"

"Please." Jin looked up with big moony eyes.

"Hah- Please, Hyung, please go faster." Yoongi whimpered. He was immediately rewarded with Jin going nearly twice as fast, occasionally slowing down to focus on the head.

"Fuck- Yoongi, I don't know how much I can handle." Jin panted. The thin material of his shorts showed he wasn't lying. The front was soaked through with precum. Suga's brain backfired at the sight. He wasn't sure if he was going to regret this later but he could only think of one thing that would make them both feel good.

"H-hyung..." He stumbled "Hyung, I want you to fill me." Jin's hand froze. "Oh, uh, I'm sorry that's probably too far for now, huh? Pretend I never said anything." he mumbled, face still beet red from arousal. Without saying another word, Jin tore Yoongi's pants down to his ankles and pushed his legs into the air. "Hyung?!"

"Shh. I'm not doing anything without warming you up first." Jin looked up at Suga through his thighs. "May I?" Suga had never nodded so fast in his life.

With that permission, Jin dipped his head down eagerly. He’d been fantasizing about this for a while. He started with one long, hard stroke of his tongue on Yoongi’s hole, relishing the strained moan it pulled out of him. He teased the entrance with the tip, then dipped it in as far as it would go. Yoongi was so tight. Jin let a bead of spit leave his mouth, making Suga’s hole nice and wet. He rubbed a finger against him. “Relax, baby. I’ll go slow, I know it’s new for you.” Ever so slowly, Jin pressed a finger into him, eliciting a deep moan. Suga slapped a hand over his mouth. As much as the idea of getting caught turn him on, it was still impolite to the other members who were trying to sleep. Jin reached for the bedside table, finger still swirling Suga open. He pulled out a bottle of lube and cover the next finger over.

“When- mmh- when did you put that there?” Suga said in between his fingers.

“This morning. I had a feeling.” Jin grinned before wiggling a second finger into Suga’s tight hole. He squealed beneath his hand.

“God- ah- it feels- hnn- it feels so good, Hyung.” Suga whined as quietly as he could. “Please, please I can’t take it anymore! I want you inside me, please!”

“Aww, so desperate~” Jin chuckled. “Please, who?”

“Please, Hyung!”

“See, isn’t that easy~” Jin removed his fingers and tugged down his shorts. He wiped the excess lube off on his cock. Suga took a peek and gulped. Yeah, Suga wasn’t small or anything but the size of Jin was enough to make him a little self-conscious. Jin rummaged through the bedside tabled again until he pulled out a condom. He rolled it down with a hiss. “I’ll go slow, but I can’t promise I’ll last too long.” He let out a self conscientious laugh. Suga’s head filled with sappy thoughts about kissing him nonstop later.

Careful to not make too much of a mess for the maids in the morning, Jin poured a puddle of lube into his hand and stroked it on. He bit his lip in an effort to stay quiet. “Ready?” He asked. Suga nodded, enchanted by the sight of his boyfriend lining himself up with his hole. Slowly, Jin pressed in about two centimetres. He grabbed Suga’s hips and bobbed him up and down on the bed, loosening his hole even further. Jin pressed deeper and deeper, making Yoongi whimper at the burn of the stretch, but it felt so good at the same time he wouldn’t dare ask for it to stop. Finally he bottomed out, Yoongi could feel him deep in his stomach. “Are you okay if I start moving?” Jin stroked Suga’s face with his thumb.

“Please. Pleasepleaseplease.” Suga blathered. Jin quickly complied, pulling his hips back before snapping them forward. Yoongi yelled at the suddenness. Jin kept a moderate pace, rocking his dick as far in as he could. Suga could feel it grind against his insides, bumping into his prostate. His ears started ringing at the new overwhelming feeling. He could tell he was starting to tear up. He let out strangled moans from behind his hand. His poor untouched cock was drooling precum. It twitched with every thrust. “H-hyung- I think I’m gonna-“

“Me too, baby. Can I cum inside?” Jin’s hips were starting to stutter.

“Please, Hyung- Please cum inside me- please- I want you to fill me please-“ Suga begged, the pressure in his stomach building and building. The thought of cumming without even touching himself, from being fuck in the ass, it was so embarrassing but so hot he couldn’t help it. “Hyung-!” He tipped over the edge, hot ropes of cum streaming up his chest and on his own face. The position he was in made it pretty impossible to avoid.

“God-“ Jin gasped at the sight of his boyfriend covered in his own cum, fucked out face on full display. He couldn’t hold on anymore. He snapped his hips a few final times, filling his lover up with his cum. He could feel it sloshing inside him with his last thrust.

They laid there for a moment, catching their breath and processing everything that just happened. “Oh my god.” Suga finally spoke up. “Fuck that was so hot.” He whimpered.

“Lemme see you.” Jin murmured, pulling out then crawling up and over Yoongi. He took his chin in his fingers. He turned his he to one side then the other, inspecting every drop of cum that covered his boyfriends face. “I really want to taste you, Yoongi.”

Suga’s tired dick twitched at the request. “God, please do.” Jin smiled down at him before sticking his tongue out and dragging it up his cheek. He kept his tongue out as he pulled away, making sure to show Yoongi how much cum he collected before swallowing it. “Fuck…”

“Did you like that, Yoongi?” Jin hummed flirtatiously.

“Oh god, yes.” He didn’t hesitate to reply.

“Come on,” Jin stood and stretched. “Lemme clean you up before we get to bed.” He held out his hand.

“I love you, Jin.”

“I love you too, Yoongi.”

[firsttarotreader]

Fans are desperate when they can't even tell the difference between being jacked and wearing a shirt that fits. There's no difference in Pedro's body from the gym pics from his outing at Halloween horror nights to that picture with Coco and Sarah to him at the picket line during the strike, he's just wearing a shirt that is a little more snug compared to his other loose-fitting shirts.

Are people saying he’s jacked? I mean, they think he just got buff in a few days, after HHN?? That’s weird! 🤨🤨

[jujulebee]

Hubie

hubie is like so totally sweet and i rly wish i could like, hang out with him in person more!

im sooooo excited for hhn with him and wick, its gonna be like so totally fun

hes like a total sweetheart and like, so prim and proper, total butler aesthetic going on but like i rly just want 2 get him every single dumb hat and shirt that i find with silly writing on it fr

[digirainebow]

somehow the star lasso experience tshirt i got at hhn is my new fav shirt. i actually know exactly how, its because the fit is RIDICULOUS i look actually good in it. its the perfect all black boxy tshirt we all love and adore. i look like all your favorite whores in media. i look like junpei zero time dilemma but a wlw. also there is a little ricky jupe on the back :') <3

[shadowaj]

Shadow Realm: Epitome of Horror Mock HHN Shirt Design (Backside)

[lotsofplanetshaveadeathstar]

Random snippet that's been floating around my head that needs to get out

Some backstory: I do a Goodreads challenge every year and it's always for 100 books. This year, however, I did not read a book basically from mid-September until sometime in November bc I truly did not have time between school, work, and HHN. However, I have a massive curated TBR that I use to request books from the local library/request that the local library buy specific books and deliver them to my house, which I sometimes do weeks/months in advance of those books being released, which is a long-winded way of saying that I still had books being delivered to my house on a weekly (at minimum) basis. So it got to be the second week of December and I needed to read something like 15 books to hit my goal (which I did, and I even got in an extra for 101 total for the year), so I'm speeding through these books as fast as I can, which is fairly easy due to the type of book I usually read (YA romance or thriller with the occasional adult fiction or nonfiction thrown in the mix). However, there was one YA historical fiction that was so well written, especially with how the author handled the romance plot, that it had me *feeling* things (nothing dirty, you pervs). The longing, the denial, the little touches, it all came together to produce a wonderfully bittersweet story that touched my heart and my brain and my soul in such a way that had me longing for a situation of my own (or at least, what I imagine that would look like since I've never had a situation of my own). As a result, there's been a snippet of a story rattling around in my brain, which is something that actually happens somewhat frequently and I always mean to write those snippets down but I never do, so this time, I'm actually going to do it. So without further ado, here's a tiny snippet of a love story, as told from the point of the guy when he realizes he loves the girl next to him:

"Someday, when I'm 85 and can't remember what I had for breakfast or what shirt I wore the day before, I'll still be able to recall the first time I was struck by lightning.

I was sitting on the couch in my apartment watching a movie, something I did fairly frequently. Only this time was different. This time, she was sitting next to me.

The night hadn't started out as anything special. The movie was one we had both seen before, and it was mainly serving as background noise while we scrolled on our phones, alternating showing each other something funny we came across and talking about random nothings. Slowly, our exchanges began to taper off as exhaustion from the long, busy day began to set in. With every blink, my eyes stayed closed longer and longer and eventually stayed closed, until I felt my phone fall out of my hand and land on my knee before sliding to the floor. I began to reach for it when I realized there was something warm on my shoulder. It was heavy too, but in a good way, a solid, comforting warmth. She had fallen asleep and her head was on my shoulder.

For a moment, I just sat there, stunned. No one had ever fallen asleep on me before, although if that were by choice or not, I had no idea. I looked down at her as she slept, her face peaceful and free of stress and just... beautiful. The word appeared in my head as simple as if it had always been there, waiting for me to realize what I'd always known. It felt like the most ordinary revelation, something so profound but also completely normal and accepted.

Without another thought, I lowered my head and gently kissed her forehead just below her soft brown hair. At my touch, she stirred, her features momentarily scrunching and then smoothing again as she lifted her head from my shoulder and blinked, taking in her surroundings and turning her face towards mine. She gave me a tiny smile that seemed to fill her entire face before closing her eyes again and laying her head back on my shoulder, her body snuggling closer now.

That's when I knew - I was in love with her. And the bolt of that realization felt powerful enough to sustain me for the rest of my life, as long as the rest of my life was spent by her side."

Welp, there it is. I have no idea if it's good (I feel like I'm very good at formal writing and stream-of-consciousness word vomit, and less so with construction of narratives and making things sound human) or if anybody will even like it if they ever read it, but it's out there and yeah. Here's hoping that one day, something like this will happen to me (and to you, reader, if you so desire (see, good at the formal)).