#kaje writes

[kbirbpods]

Fandom: Batman x Danny Phantom (DPxDC)

Rating: Teen & Up Audiences

Length: 1,609 words

Ship: Danny Fenton/Jason Todd

Summary:

Jason has a romantic soulmate. The problem is… he doesn’t know their name. Until they quite literally tear their way into his life, that is.

Notes: Soulmate Identifying Marks, Jason is Red Hood, (very) background trans!Tim, (very) background Tim/Kon/Bernard as soulmates ~

[haveyoureadthistransbook]

Chasing Death Metal Dreams by Kaje Harper

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Carlos Medina has spent years of sweat, pain, effort, and money becoming the man he is. He writes original songs, plays lead guitar, and wears his death metal front-man persona like armor. With an excellent drummer and a talented bassist, his band, KnifeSwitch, has what it takes to succeed, if they can just catch a break. But it’s been a long road already, and there’s still a mountain left to climb. Carlos isn’t looking for anything more in his personal life than an occasional hook-up with a hot guy, preferably outside the less-than-gay-friendly metal scene. Nate Goldstein has no intention of dating a musician. His twin brother fronts a band, and he knows band guys are all busy, broke, and obsessed with their music. But Carlos catches his artist’s eye. Nate is wary - he has a history of picking the wrong guys. Still, he might be willing to break some personal rules to find out what’s behind Carlos’s dark gaze and imaginative lyrics. Getting together the first time is easy and fun. The second time is more complicated. And when music, ambition, and personalities clash, the guys will have to decide if they have a future worth fighting for.

Mod opinion: I haven't heard of this book before and it doesn't really sound like my type of book, so I probably won't check it out.

[flowerparrish]

Podfic asks! :D 18, 19, 29, 30?

18. Describe my perfect podficcing conditions:

No one is home. Ginny is asleep. The neighborhood dogs are not barking. The AC is not on. The fridge is not being noisy. My laptop fan is chill. I am as hydrated as it is possible for me to be. Time stretches out in front of me, somewhat infinite, no interruptions in sight.

(This will never happen but it's such a nice dream)

19. What does my editing process typically look like?

I've recently started punch & roll recording sometimes, so my editing is a lot less of deleting re-takes for those which is nice. Normally, though, I'd do a listen through to delete re-takes / repeat phrases / background noise, and do some minor edits at the same time. Then I'd listen thru again and get anything I didn't catch the first time. And, of course, noise reduction / some kind of basic leveling first usually. Sometimes I use auphonic, but usually only if I record with my good mic.

29. Current WIPs:

omg do u want me to cry?? (/loving)

ugh just the ones that are multi-chapter, not even like, the series i'm podding

Do Every Stupid Thing - 17/26 posted - I'm so proud of this one I don't even have words. on a technical level the quality goes up and down but my voice acting goes off so hard

A Change in the Weather - 11/33 - my favorite Glee fic, forever (or at least for the last decade) left incomplete and still it lives rent free in my head. I speedran 4 chapters of this pod from May to July because I wanted to get the July 4th chapter up by then but haven't updated it since oop

Missed You By a Few Minutes, a Few Centuries - 2/12 posted - my favorite Old Guard fic, I will update this I swear it

So Wise We Grow - 1/2 posted - I'm almost done I swear it's just a long boi. FAvorite Star Trek fic ever tho. Was making this pod for someone before we broke up and still posted it because I worked hard on the first 4 hours and I love it a lot.

A Heart's Revolution - 6/14 posted - AU Codywan my beloved!! trying to update this every two weeks, but might miss this week ngl I'm super behind

brave face, (hide) the truth - 3/14 posted - my best friend Kaje's (@kbirbpods) soulmate AU; kinda Codywan but a lot more than that relationship gets featured

there are some other shorter ones or ones I haven't updated in forever or ones I've barely started; for now we're going to consider this my "main" WIP list

30. Talk about a piece of feedback that made my day:

Okay I answered generally before, but one that's still making me grin is you saying that when you were writing the next part of showerclones you could hear it in my voice already :D I don't even have words for how AWESOME that is

[allthingsdarkanddirty]

✩✩✩ RELEASE BLITZ ✩✩✩

Flowers For You

Mother's Day Drabbles Microfiction Collection

Romance Café Publishing

Collection Book 33

Goodreads: https://www.goodreads.com/book/show/198359414/

Hosted by DS Book Promotions

𝑶𝒏𝒆 𝒉𝒖𝒏𝒅𝒓𝒆𝒅 𝒑𝒆𝒓𝒇𝒆𝒄𝒕 𝒘𝒐𝒓𝒅𝒔. 𝑨 𝒕𝒉𝒐𝒖𝒔𝒂𝒏𝒅 𝒉𝒆𝒂𝒓𝒕𝒇𝒆𝒍𝒕 𝒆𝒎𝒐𝒕𝒊𝒐𝒏𝒔.

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Description:

One hundred perfect words. A thousand heartfelt emotions.

For Mother’s Day and all year-round, we at the Romance Café are shouting about this collection of perfect, bite-sized celebrations of moms, mums, mas, mothers and other caring figures in your life. These 100-word stories celebrate the many different ways that carers show their love, from the everyday acts of kindness to the sacrifices they make for their children.

Warning: may cause a sniffle or three.

Participating Authors:

Gabbi Powell Gabbi Black Trinity Wood Kaje Harper Tami Winbush L Mad Hildebrandt Hannah McKee Lisa Gwizdala-Cody Alexa Santi Cara north Sonja Flowers Michelle Mars Tori Fields Rhianon Ruby Elaine Reed Danika Bloom A. Boss Niki Brazen DL Gallie Mila Chase Debra Deasey Susan Horsnell USAT Bestselling Author Jeanna Louise Skinner Cecelia Conway Suki McMinn Annee Jones Gabbi Grey J.E. Feldman Kathleen Ryder Sarah Stein Angela Kady MacKade Heather Osborne Harper Michaels Sofia Aves Bonnie Poirier Ryleigh Sloan Niki Trento Yolanda Olson Sera Taíno Kat Long Katherine Moore Melissa Kendall LoLo Paige Aurelia Foxx Krithika Vanesa L. Perillo G.R. LeBlanc Jade Glas Brianna Malotke Tori Fields

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[trickarrows-bishop]

i wanna write but idk what to write girl help

HMMMM remember when were like omg kaje in a COMA?!?!!?!?!

[sunrisepapersheets]

Hello! I just made a tag for all the nice little headcannon writings I've made here, so people can find it better

All of them are now under "kaje's headcannon posts"

[jeremyknox]

Relationship: Jeremy Knox/Jean Moreau

Rating: General Audiences

Tags: Sick Character, Sickfic, Fluff, Drabble, I have COVID brain fog and I wanted this

Length: 519 words

Summary: Maybe being sick isn’t the worst thing, anymore. He has a loving boyfriend, a sweet dog, and a safe place to call home.

Notes: This is just a drabble. A drabble that might not even be good because I've written it entirely in a brain fog because I have COVID. And I am projecting these horrific feelings.

[nerd-at-sea5]

new year’s eve

the other 3 paper girls come out to visit kj in new york for the end of holidays (1999) and new years, unfortunately, unrequited love is a bitch. especially when you didn’t know it was unrequited. erin and tiff are the only ones with a brain cell.

they/them kj and mac, they/she erin, canon everyone else

cw; blood, violence, drinking

the pov switches a lot but it’s rlly clear who’s it’s in at a time

lastly, kj and mac’s relationship in this is borderline toxic. i’m aware of that. i wrote it intentionally, and honestly that’s because i’m writing it going with comic personalities. i don’t like the comics because (even though it’s a great ship) post-comic canon, kajemac would prob be p unhinged. i don’t like that they lost a lot of development bc they don’t remember it, and even if it’s not shown to it’s fullest that’s just how i see it going. i don’t like how i wrote them in this, but i tried to make it accurate in my eyes at least.

erin laughed in relief as tiffany pulled her suitcase and turned, pointing at a tall person with curly hair, “found them before they found us!”

erin laughed again, “good! at least we’re not wandering around, let’s sneak up behind them-” 

“erin we’re basically adults!”

but the two still silently snuck up behind the other paper girl, erin grabbing their shoulders as kj jumped, swearing, but spun around to hug the two, “oh my god it’s so good to see you guys!!!”

pleasantries exchanged,  erin looking around, “where’s mac coming from?”

“la i think. you know they’re writing books?”

tiff nodded, “yeah, i’ve got all of them!”

erin rolled her eyes, “you mean i have all of them and you steal my books. she’s a horrible roommate, kj.”

“i’m not that bad!”

kj laughed, and erin’s head jolted forward as mac’s hand landed on it, “NEW GIRL! and others.”

tiffany laughed while erin rubbed her head, “asshole.”

kj smirked at mac, who-thankful for the cold air that masked their blush, “and erin’s still your favorite.”

erin beamed, “that i am.”

the other nodded, “kaje, we love you, but for fucks sake can we go somewhere warmer?”

“jeez mac, you spend college in cali and now you can’t handle the cold?” replied tiffany as kj lead them out of JFK.

“it didn’t get this cold in ohio, tiffany!” tiffany gestured at kj, who was wearing jeans and a denim jacket, “oh i’m wearing three layers under this. i’m fucking freezing.”

soon, kj knocked on the window of a car, as a blonde girl stepped out, opening the trunk, “you guys must be the other paper girls.”

“nah i just found a bunch of random 20 year olds in the airport.”

the girl smirked, and waved to the other three, “i’m lauren.”

tiffany and erin extended hands with a smile, mac nodded, “how’d you two know each other?”

“met in film class, became roommates.” kj spoke as they shut the now full trunk and hopped into shotgun. they smiled at their friend and mac’s heart sank a few inches.

NEW YEARS; 1999 -> 2000

mac had been in gay bars before, this was nothing new, but there was something about kj grabbing their hand and pulling them in, or how erin stared up at the colorful ceiling with awe, it made mac feel like their first ever time.

tiffany disappeared for a minute and came back with four drinks, out of the corner of their eye-mac saw lauren hang back, as she had been doing the past three days.

maybe it was because they had taken too large of a gulp, or maybe it was because they saw kj’s eyes follow her, but mac grabbed the blonde’s arm, “your part of the group, assuming the world doesn't blow up when the clock hits 12.”

lauren laughed, accepting the half full glass from kj with a smile. “i hope it won’t, i still have to edit this thing before classes start again.”

tiffany nodded, kj coming around to sit next to mac, prompting the other to hold their glass tightly, focusing much to hard on tiffany’s ramble about time and how it works.

soon, kj prompted a conversation with mac, who pulled out a cigarette to help calm their hands, “you know that’ll kill you one day.” 

mac rolled their eyes, “i survived brain cancer, kaje. plus your cute when your pissed.”

kj choked as they were inhaling their drink, and erin slammed a hand into their back, laughing while mac froze, downing the remaining sips a futile attempt to seem more drunk than they were.

“um. thanks, mac.”

mac nodded silently, and then internally beat the shit out of themself.

soon enough erin slid into the chair, “you know a bunch of people keep flirting with me and buying me drinks, but i’m just not into any of that so....want some shots?”

mac laughed, and gratefully accepted, “this is why i love you. still no boyfriend?”

erin shook her head, “not a fan of it. or a girlfriend. i like being single. i’ve got tiff, even if she’s going out with chris-he’s pretty cool.”

mac shrugged, nodded as they took a sip, “fair enough.”

“oh hey, thirty seconds left c’mon-!”

mac grinned, following erin to the center of the bar, everyone standing together, some with arms wrapped around partners, others with friends.

“HERE’S TO HOPIN’ THE WORLD AIN’T ABOUT TO BLOW!” a man’s voice shook over the crowd, before the group collectively chanted.

“ten, nine,” mac watched kj loop her arms around tiff and lauren, “eight, seven, six,” erin and tiffany pulled mac into the hug, “five, four,” the paper girls all grinned together, “THREE, TWO, ONE-”

a roar went up from the bar, “HAPPY NEW YEAR!!!” 

as mac let erin pull them into a bone crushing hug, tiffany cheering, and as they broke apart from erin glanced up to see kj.

kj kissing lauren, both hands on her face, smiling before they pulled away and was hugged by tiff and erin, looking up at mac, smile falling. 

the alcohol instantly vanished, they were sickeningly sober, shock and some form of shame clawing at their throat.

“mac?”

tiff’s voice felt like it was reverberating around cotton, “mac, fuck!” the glass they’d been holding left it’s shards sticking into mac’s hands as they shoved through the doors, into the cold.

“FUCK!”

their hand pain shot into the thousands, pulling it away from the icicle, swearing profusely.

“mac?”

and damnit, why did kj have to look so perfect, shitty bar lighting, snow everywhere, but still perfect.

“go back inside, kj.”

some part of them knew that it was too easy, that kj shouldn't have left that fast, but time seemed to collapse in on itself, all mac could see was kj’s hands on lauren’s face, lauren’s hands on kj’s waist, and red washing over everything.

they didnt realize they were moving until they were back in kj’s car, erin’s scarf wrapped around their hands.

“i’m fine, eri-”

“no, you’re not. you could have gotten frostbite, how stupid-”

“erin.” kj’s voice was deathly calm, lauren sitting ridged next to them in the passengers seat. “it’s ok. they made it through brain cancer, we’ll fix mac up at home.”

tiffany glanced around, “it’s better than ‘91 right?”

“what...happened in ‘91?” lauren spoke softly, almost scared, she pulled the car into the spot and they started walking to the second floor.

erin started laughing, “kj and mac got into this huge fight and-”

“oh my god, shut the fuck up erin!” before they realized what they were saying erin was backing up, “ok, jesus.”

kj rubbed their eyes, and grabbed mac’s arm, “come on.”

“what the fuck, kj?”

“we’re going outside and talking, because apparently i’m the only one who can talk to you without you making them feel like shit!”

mac protested, but let themself be dragged out to the balcony (after tiffany bandaged their hand).

“ok, what is your problem?”

mac could barley see kj through the snow, but they scoffed, “jesus christ kaje.”

kj raised an eyebrow, “mac, please. i know your not like, a dick about me being gay anymore but....c’mon.”

“you fucking kissed me! and you don’t even remember! and i thought you might have, but no you fucking don’t. and now your here, with your goddamn girlfriend-”

“i kissed you?! that’s what this is about? god, mac i kissed you about a thousand times through high school!”

 the pain shooting through kj’s voice was almost enough to make mac stop, to apologize and shove it down,

“no. you kissed me the night before you left to go back to your sophomore year. you kissed me after tiffany and erin snuck the vodka from your parents cabinets and we all got drunk. you kissed me, and you said you loved me and-” their voice broke, and the shock of hot tears hitting their cheeks made both mac and kj falter.

“you said you wanted to date me. make it official. we never did that in high school.”

kj fell into a chair, “kj, you kissed me and then you fucking vanished.”

“i’m sorry-i’m so sorr-”

“I DON’T WANT A FUCKING APOLOGY!”

tiffany sat next to lauren, who looked up from the book she was staring at, “sorry about....that.”

lauren shrugged, glancing out the window at her girlfriend, “it’s ok...i wish i knew why they were both so upset.”

erin stepped into the room, “they’ve always been like this. love-hate kind of thing, five bucks says it’ll turn into a fist fight.”

lauren felt her jaw drop but she said nothing, tiffany grinned, “no way, that hasn't happened in....years i think. your on.”

“did they get into fights often? in high school i mean.”

erin smirked, “well....not physical stuff. unless we weren't sober. mac did get bruises a lot, but that wasn't kj, and kj’s just clumsy as fuck..”

the blonde choked into their water, “what do you mean, bruises?”

“it wasn't anything abusive. well, it was but it wasn't kj.”

at lauren’s confused expression tiffany mouthed ‘dad’ and she nodded solemnly. “got it.”

“they both have a hard temper and sometimes it got the better of both of them, but they only ever yelled at each other-basically all of the injuries were from bullies or mac’s dad.” tiffany clarified, “kj was bullied constantly.”

lauren nodded, “i knew that, i just...why would they keep being friends if they kept screaming at another?”

erin shrugged, “kj stayed because they were in love with mac-sorry, just the truth.” lauren shrugged, “it’s fine.” 

“they never admitted it, and don’t tell them that we’re saying this, but you deserve to know. it’s not exactly morally correct but...i think it’s worse if you don’t understand.”

the blonde nodded again, and tiff continues up the story.

“mac was the only one who could calm kj down when they were really angry, calm them down without getting hurt-kj’s not a mean person but i’ve heard them get mad at people before...jesus. and kj’s always been mac’s closest friends, it’s not erin. sorry. neither of them ever wanted to hurt another, i mean-kj punched mac after a party one night, i think that was the first time they’d gotten physical, and it was clear that they instantly felt horrible. even if we didn’t notice at the time.

“mac stayed because kj was the only person who loved them in a truly healthy way. aside from tiff and i, but that was platonic. kj was the only one who could clam mac down when shit got bad. mac used to get panic attacks and flail around, kj’s arms got covered in bruises. that i can say with no moral obligation, they joke about it, i don’t know why.”

lauren opened her mouth to speak, but erin interrupted in a shockingly calm voice, “tiff you owe me five bucks.”

all three of them turned to the window, watching kj’s hand clap to their face as blood dripped from their nose for a second, then shove mac against the wall as  mac’s hand fell back, bloodred.

lauren shot to her feet and flung open the window, “WHAT THE FUCK?!”

“lauren-” kj hand’s dropped from mac’s shoulders and flew back to their face.

mac spun at her, expression unreadable before erin grabbed mac’s arm, “and we’re going for a walk!”

lauren turned back to kj, pulling them over to the sink where tiff grabbed the first aid kit, again.

“what the fuck, babe?”

kj sighed, dropping their head, “i’m sorry, i’m really sorry-”

tiff rolled her eyes, “it’s fine it’s not like it’s the first time that you guys are getting hurt. neither of you are exactly beacons of safety.”

“i don’t think we’ve gotten into a fist fight in what, 8 years?”

lauren looked up from the medicine cabinet she was rummaging in, “’91?”

both paper girls nodded, “so, what happened?”

kj nodded at tiffany, who smiled slightly, “honestly it was pretty funny, mac thought they’d be able to skate board down to this creek, and then thought they could jump it. it was a solid 15 foot gap, and we were all varying levels of drunk-we weren’t that smart, no judging. basically, kj grabs them right before they lift off, and the board goes flying into the creek, instantly swept away. 

“mac turns around and punches them straight across the face. we’re all silent for like, a minute? and then kj-you fucking idiot, tackles mac right into the creek. erin and i just sat there for ten minutes waiting for them to stop, and then it turned into a water fight-but it’s winter, and the middle of the night-and” she turns to kj with a large grin, “THE WATER’S FUCKING BLOODY, SO ALL OUR CLOTHES GET RUINED!

but it gets better, because then we have to go back to kj’s house, where their parents have a party, and explain why we’re soaking wet, drunk, and covered in blood.”

lauren turned back to her girlfriend, mouth open and shock all over her face. 

“i told you that you wouldn’t have been my friend in high school.”

“HOW ARE YOU NOT DEAD RIGHT NOW?????”

[finding-the-daylight]

Today has been a very stressful day, so guess wtf time it is? Drunk Breaking Dawn Pt. 1. Here is what I soberly remember of the movie (I have not watched it since BD2 came out): 

1. There’s a wedding.

2. There’s a honeymoon.

3. There’s swimming in the ocean.

4. There’s an accidental pregnancy.

5. The baby almost kills Bella.

6. The canon incident that we all hate happens.

7. The Volturi evilly laugh. 

Same as Eclipse, my drunken narration of the movie will be below the break.

A brief intro statement, I was 100% sober and just beginning to drink at the beginning of the Eclipse post and progressively got more drunk. For BD1, I’m throwing back before I even start watching this shit show.

- I love the effects of the intro. it’s very calming. THe putting away childish things quote is literally a Bible verse. I hate that Stpehen appropriated Quileute culture, Christian culture, and every culture. I know she’s mormon but sitll. THis shit feels real appropriated.

- Idk why rennee is all happy. she never gave a shit before.

- OMG ALICE TEHCING BELLA TO WALK IN HEELS IS THE CUTEST ICRY.

- carlisle carryign the bench is literally the hottest hting i’ve ever seen fck

- lowkey kinda creeprd out because she’s literally sacrificing her humanity to marry this deud she’s known for like a year but everyone other than jacob is super supportive

- damn she’s looking @ this dreamcatcher and it’s making me sad but tbh that shit probably caused half her nightmares because she’s not native so sleep paralysis (if you know you know).

- DAMN EDWAD RELALY JUST ADMITTED HE’S BEEN A VIRGING FOR OVER 100 YEARS WHAT AB RAVE MAN WE STAN

- BUT FOR REAL WHY IS NO ONE FREAKING TF OUT THAT SHE’S LITERALLY BEGGING TO DIE FOR THIUS DUE?

- he just todl her hes killed people and explained it and it didn’t work she’s still down to clown with this vapire emo boi

- HOW HE’S SMILTING @ HR WTF I AM SO ALONEEEE

- i just wama ne im loved amd ne loved in retun plz

- this dream sequence is awful also fck the volturi is til hate that they never overthrew that crabbyass monarchy bullshit they were powerful enough

- i just wanna be like rosalie when i greow up

- charlie knew shit was off when he saw those crapsk 

- why the HELL is renen actin liks she cares? bitch go the fuck back home

- jessica is the only one with any damn common sense in this whole series talking about they’re too fucking young for this shitt bitch true and itm akes sene now why she was the valedictioajrn 

- SLEEPING AT LAST IS THT GROUP IDK IF YALL HAVE HEARD ANY OF HTEIR OTHER STUFF BUT THEY’RE AMAIZNG AND I USED TO CRY MYSELF TO SLEEP # THAT SHIT

- damn id’ be fuckign panicking too your lfie is over hoe 

- stpeheen sto pwiht your racist ass smiling its offensive

- CHARLIE FUCKING DEWEVRE BETTER SOMEONE LOVE HIM PLEASR

- this wedding is gorgoeus though i live for hte fuckj g aestiec 

- OH MY GORD THE PROM SONGGGGGGGG  FCK ME RIGHT IN THE EMO 

- IT JUST HIT ME WHN THEY WRE LOOKI  @ EACH OTHERS EYES THIS BTCH REALLY MARYING AN UNDRSF VAMPIRE HOE this shit is horryighn why was i not scare?

- carlisle is the love of y life

- sth is a lil ray of sunishen 

- i just reaized howd fucked it is that sue and chalrie are starng to catch feelz ut sue knows his daughter is funckugn off with a unded vamp emo iboi

- OMG I FCUKING HATE STEPHENE RACIST ASS I LEGIT MADE AP OST EARLIER SYAING LAURENT WANTED TO DO THE RIGHT THING ANDWOUVLEBE BEND A VEGETATIAN BITCH AND IRENEA CONFIRMED FCK THIS SHIT IM OUT ANG ANGRY

- charlie is gget ing drunk as hell my spiritn animel

- jesica is smart and beautiful she needs t os stop being jealous and petty know ya wotht girlie you got itl

- I SWEAR WHEN IGET MARRIED OSMEDAY IF ANYONE GIVES A SPEECH LIKE THIS I WILL PERSONALLY DRAGT HER ASS OUT.

- edwar lves her so much fck im all alone\

- how haoph hacob is when they hig i hate canonn they were best friends fc,

- jacob stay the fck outta her sex life she;s been wanting this for ad dman year fkc steohe let them jsut befriend

- steh is so swert but e is a chidl fck the is reacist plot bulshit

- CHARLIE DESEVRD BETTR FCK THIS PLOT FOR REAL I HAE CANON

- bela looks os ad she knows it’s goodbye but edward’s family is all smiling because they have her now hwat fthe ckc

- jac0bs cryng my heart brke

- i love bineg dunk 

- the scene isn rio is my faorite isn any of the movies eveyrhting looks warm and happy

- this bich can drive ab oat too damn he can just fod evryhin cant he

- CARLISLE BOUGHT A WHOEL DAMN ISALND FOR HIS WIFE AND I CANT ECVE GET A TEXT BACK? 

- deis this honeymon scene make anuone else unconmfy becuae same

- marying a vampire would be horrying af but also hot af and good af becuase htye oculd love so much and protect you from everythign fck 1-/10 woukd efeel safe

- bwll gaving a panic attakc ism e anyt tinme i try talking to an attractive man

- slepeign at last fckign ti up agin bit ch theis m yshit 

- when he said it was the best night i cred 

- tstoehe added the chess game like this shit is a hoje but i would love to play chess on my honemodn idk how uut  i want a man to each me but not mansplin

- WHY THE FUCJ AR THEY SO CTE ON THIS AMN HONEYMOON?

- i know i sadn it was horryig but i want a hotass vamp emo boi husband plas 

- damn jacob is being too emo she aint really gonan be ded for ever youll see her agianb itch

- ‘CULLENS ARE NOT A DNAGER TO THE TOWN OR TRUBE” BITCH IB EG TO FUCKIN DIFFER THIS SHIT BIOLOGICAL WARDARE RACIST ASS STPEHEN WRITING THIS FUCKING BULLTSIT

- ‘NONE OF THEM BELONG TO THEMSEVLES ANYGMROE” - SOMEONE SAID IT BITCH THSI SHIT IS FUCKRE IP

- i fucking hates these vamp racist bitches but i want a nonracist va,p husband bitch thus hot afck

- how tf does she not know shes rpegr yet eatin this weid ass shit?

- THESE FKERS BEEN AROUND FOR CENTURIES TLAKING BOU IDK IF ITS VEEN POSSIBEL BTICH YU SHOULD FUCKUGN KNO BY NOW

- ROVERT SPOEAKIN G PORTGUEVE IS SO KING ATRACTIV

- poor bella her life chaned so uqick and she[s soc scared fck dcnaon

- POOR CHARLIE I HATE THIS HE DESERVES TO BE LOVED AND TURTH TOLD

- ROSALEI IS THE EST 

- “YOU LOOK TERRBLE’ THIS IS THE FRIENDHSOP WE WANT WHYT THE FCK DOES FOPSTHE RUIN EALL THIS SHIT

- CARLISE IS FUNCIGJ HOT

- LIRALY BITCH I JUST WNAT A PURE FIRENDHSIP WUTH JACOB AND BELLA ITS WHAT THEY DESERVE FJC CAON

 - this montage is turopy a f when youre drunk waht the helc por jake thugh

- im sorry but i;n laughign my ass off at these fuckugn wolf vocie overs lmaoooo this shit hilarious

- SETH HAS SUCH A PURE HEART WHTY TF DID SPTEHEH RUIB HUS FUCJING CHILDHOOD BULTHIST

- WHY IS EVEYRIJE BSUCG AFUCKUGN BUTCG TO LEAH???? SHE DESEVRED THE FUCKING WORLD STPEHEN IS A RACISHT BITCHHHHHH

- calisbe is fos unicngn hot

- i just reaized robert is like the best fuckugn actor like this diolaguge is wha k as fuck btu he’s acitng all emo boi oscar worhty shti

- they realy had her fuckin drink blodo i hate cannjnonnn

- ifelel the same as kaje watchign this 

- but carlisle’s prety face made it all fuckig hetter

- FUCKRT HIS SHTI CHARLIE DESERVED BETTER HE’S THE BEST DAD FCK CANO NFUCK STEPRHNE 

- okay ut id is cute as fkc whe nedward hears the baby 

- esme and calrisle wilougn to risk their lives for bella i cryi

- fkc i really do hate cnaon because jake is acting liek an adult now and trying to do the honrble thig bue he should be a hpaoy chidl 

-  resnemsien is a ficking ridjcils name and we all fuckj nnew

- i ahte this part i’n bot even wathcing this shit rgros me rout 

- WHY THDID FUCK DID THIS BITCH HAVE A FUKCUNG SYRINGE OG VENOM LAYING AORUND? HOE!?!?!

- literlaiy fuick the dynamics of this whole moty hfknfucjg storyline plot bitch

- LEAH AND STHE DESERVERD BETTER

- SO DID JACOB

- SO DID ALL THE WOLFPAKC STPEHEN IS A RACIST AS SHOE

- aw hell here the fucks we hgo with theu ickgn im************** bulshit i ghate cnaojn canon can suck ad ick

- YES BILLY DEFEND YOUR CHIDL 

- rosalie is literally perfect when cnai b ehr 

- im real glad im drunk rin now because ioculd nto sit throguh this shit sober

- imp&******* is the worst plotline fkc]

- bit iamgiben falling alseo lookin gsick and waking up fhot as uck goals

- this sogn making me cry literlalu imcruing ims o alone lmao

- rheye really ended htoe move wirh red eyws lmaoooo

- hodl the fick up a damn minute stpeehebn producre htis cufkcng shit?

- now heres the hoes iv’ve been waiting on burnt the monarch fuckwits i hate thes epompis fuckers

- OVERTURBR THESE FUCKSERS THEY HAVE TIOO MUCH POWR 

CARLISR COULD FUCKING D OI T I HATE CNAON BRING THE VAMPIRE DECONOARCY

- OOHG BRUNNO MARS BRINGNG THE FUCKING SIMPSSHOES ANTHM I NEEDLOVE IT

[bagog]

N7 Month, 2019: Day 1 - Messiah

That’s right, I’m actually gonna try to keep up this year by writing 10 of these each weekend. Hahaha, or that’s the plan anyway.

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It was strange to see Javik without his armor, dressed instead in dark tunic that covered his shoulders but left a wide ‘V’ down his chest. It was black, with trim and highlights of gold, the same way Shepard had seen visions of the prothean’s formal armor in shared memories from the first time they met. Despite the ceremonial air of the garment, Shepard didn’t think he’d ever seen the old soldier look so… relaxed.

“Javik,” Shepard grinned, provoking no reaction out of the stoic man. “It’s good to see you, having a drink already, I see?”

“It is nearly 15:00,” Javik replied dryly.

“Yeah, I guess I just got off the shuttle from Earth, haven’t adjusted to station time, yet. Does this place serve breakfast?"

“I have only looked at the drink menu.”

“Why does that not surprise me?” Shepard called up the menu on his omni-tool and found something suitably breakfast to eat—some asari breakfast dish called limin’atar with spiced feleme and an orange juice. “So you’ve been on the station a while now, huh?”

“Yes.” Javik stared down into one of the Presidium parks, not meeting Shepard’s eye when he spoke.

“I was surprised when you contacted me,” but Shepard didn’t say it was because he honestly didn’t think Javik to be the ‘keep up with friends’ type. “Didn’t expect to see you on the Citadel.”

“This place has many associations for me. I never saw it in my cycle. I remember the stories my superiors told me when I was young, trying to reclaim the seat of the Prothean empire. How many great generals died trying to reclaim the Citadel for centuries.” His voice was as far away as his gaze. “The people of this cycle do not realize what it is they have.”

“Wow,” Shepard felt awkward, leaning on his elbows. “So why are you here?”

“My villa on Kaje is in a region where it will rain for the next five months,” he turned to Shepard with a wicked smile. “It was… gloomy.”

Shepard laughed out loud, letting his shoulders relax a little bit.

“Surprised you don’t just ask the hanar government for a second villa.”

“They have offered.” He took a deep sip from his drink. “I was not interested.”

“But plenty interested to accept the first villa.”

Javik stared, the closest he ever came to a shrug.

“It was you who convinced me to not to join my men, once the Reapers were defeated.”

“Seems like you’ve made the most of it.”

“As have you.” Javik adjusted in his seat, “Tell me how it has been for you, Commander, being the savior of the galaxy.”

“Most days I try not to think about it.” Shepard thanked the waitress when she delivered his food. The feleme looked particularly… spiced. A sip of the orange juice revealed it was certainly not made of oranges. “Of course when the Alliance or the Council wants to trot me out for an event, it can get sort of hard to escape. I’m sure it’s nothing compared to being ‘the last of the Enkindlers,’ though.”

Javik snorted.

“I have been a poor messiah to the younger races.”

“You and me both.” Shepard bit into a forkful of his breakfast. When Javik didn’t respond, Shepard looked up. His friend had a distant look in his eye. “Something bothering you?” Javik took a moment before answering.

“I am the avatar of Vengeance, tasked with avenging my people, my cycle. Once you defeated the Reapers, I ceased to have a purpose. It is safe to say, I have not found a new purpose being worshipped by the hanar.”

“Do they still… worship you?” Shepard grimaced.

“Not if I can help it,” Javik sighed. “Religion is insidious. I have no time for it.”

“You only say that because you are the religion,” Shepard teased.

“Their prayers are better reserved for you.” Javik set his drink down, “Tell me, Commander, how many of the people in the galaxy pray to you, do you suppose?”

“That’s something I’d really prefer not to think about.”

“You saved them.”

“You were right there with me.”

“Not at the end, not for the killing blow. You did that yourself.”

“It had to be done. I was in the right place at the right time. Anyone would’ve done the same.”

“No one could have done the same,” said Javik with an iron certainty. “Your name will be on the lips of people who have never met you for millennia.”

“That’s not really something I want.”

“And yet it is yours. Your burden, or your honor.” Javik touched the table gingerly, idly taking in the emotions of the patrons who had sat there in the past. He sighed heavily, “I wonder if it is the same with the hanar.”

“You don’t have to be anything you don’t want to be, Javik.” Shepard had stopped eating his food, leaning on his elbows again.

“Do you truly believe that is true about yourself?”

“Well… I suppose not. I can’t help what people think of me. And I can’t… exactly stop going to all the events and official functions. But I get to be more than that, too. I get to be a husband. I get to be a friend. I get to be retired.”

“How selfish to be the whole world to a people and still want to be more,” Javik almost smiled.

“Well, I figure the universe owes me at least that much, then!” Shepard laughed.

“To being a messiah, then:” Javik raised his glass. Shepard met him with his glass of orange juice. “And to being more.”

“I’ll drink to that.”

[camilahq]

time to talk

TAGGING: KJ @itskjapa​, Cami.

LOCATION: Vancouver, BC.

TIMEFRAME: March 15th, 2020

NOTES: Camila and KJ discuss the events of the weekend and establish that they want to be together, but without labels for now.

Cami: Sunday had been miserable. Madelaine had come over with Olive to serve as a distraction to Cami, but her thoughts had never left KJ. Once Mads had left for the night, she'd hardly slept, tossing and turning most of the night. She'd taken a bath at some early morning hour, trying to clear her thoughts and help herself sleep. It had worked, but only for a few hours and by the time 8 o'clock rolled around she couldn't lay in bed any longer. Camila didn't even care to change out of his sweatshirt she had tried to fall asleep in or her black leggings. Pulling her hair up into a ponytail and washing her face, but leaving it free of any makeup, she picked up Truffle and left the apartment complex for coffee. Standing in front of his apartment door now, back inside their complex, she could hardly muster the courage to knock. Truffle was at her feet and she held a drink carrier with a cup of black coffee for him and her usual almond milk latte in her one hand while she raised her other hand to knock at his door. She knew that her eyes still looked slightly red from crying, but she didn't care about any of that right now. All she cared about was KJ.

KJ: Life had a very nasty sense of humor. KJ had felt on top of the world after his date with Camila -- as if for the first time in a very long time, everything had fallen into place. Holding themselves back from any serious conversation the previous weeks, this moment between them had been the complete opposite. There had been minimal physical interaction and the emotional part of their relationship had emerged in a way that had given him hope for something more. Something real. Until it all came crashing down with a handful of texts exchanged that had left the redhead lost and confused regarding the situation. There was an issue he couldn’t pinpoint and Camila had not been eager to help him in the slightest. They needed to talk and any guy on this Earth knew exactly what that led to. Perhaps his feelings were not reciprocated after all. With the same shirt and boxers he had worn the day before, tired features and tousled hair, KJ made his way to the door. Feet dragging on the floor a clear sign he was dreading the moment that would come. There was no word uttered when he finally opened the door; instead, he leaned back against the wall and waited until she would cross the threshold. Avoiding her gaze altogether.

Cami: At the sight of his tired features and tousled hair, Cami almost burst into tears. They both looked about the same and she knew it was all her fault. The silence was deafening as she crossed the threshold into his apartment, Truffle running ahead of her to claim her usual spot on his couch. "I brought coffee," she whispered, barely able to find her voice while trying to keep her tears at bay. Setting the drink carrier on his kitchen counter, the same counter where they had taken those first steps in blurring the lines between friendship and something more, she picked up her latte, taking a sip. Camila knew that she was ignoring the elephant in the room, but she just couldn't find the strength just yet. After a few sips of coffee, she'd be ready to rip off the bandaid, she just wished he would look at her.

KJ: He barely nodded when she mentioned bringing coffee, following her inside the apartment but keeping his distance. KJ knew his actions or lack of thereof were perhaps exaggerated -- though fear was gripping him, anxious that whatever they had been partaking in would end as abruptly as it had started. And perhaps if he kept quiet, it would delay the inevitable. Give him enough time to bask in her presence in an intimate setting for the very last time. Even if nothing about this moment was romantic in the slightest. Reaching for the coffee, the redhead brought it up to his lips and allowed the liquid to glide down his throat. A brief but welcoming warmth that invaded his being. He leaned against the kitchen island and ran a hand through his hair -- trying his best to tame the wild strands and a clear sign regarding how nervous he was. Waiting for the moment when she would finally break the silence and his heart.

Cami: The silence was killing her as he sipped his coffee. She watched him lean against the kitchen island, running his fingers through his hair. “Kaje,” she started, looking at him nervously. Camila wanted to reach out for him, but she knew that she shouldn’t. He was upset and she didn’t want to overstep. “Last night, Jordan came over because he was in town and he wanted to see me,” she continued, biting her lip. “He told me that he had feelings for me,” she trailed off, looking away from him. “It completely took me by surprise, I didn’t really know what to say, so I ran off to my bedroom and he left.” Camila was pacing the kitchen now. “I just needed some time to let it all sink in, I’m sorry I didn’t talk to you sooner.”

KJ: The way she said his name pulled him out of the trance he had been in. And he straightened his form against the furniture, brown eyes intently fixed on the cup he was holding -- feeling as if time was his worst enemy. Until Camila finally explained herself. Jordan’s name elicited a quiet chuckle devoid of any humor and he shook his head; mostly at himself. KJ had seen this coming from miles away, though she had found his reaction ridiculous back then. As if the idea of something more with him was laughable. And yet, he was the sole reason she had pushed him away in the first place the previous day. Surely caught up in old feelings she had forgotten about, thinking they weren’t reciprocated. Just like he had felt the past four years by her side. Which made him the footnote in the grand story they had started. His jaw clenched tightly and he willed himself to speak for the first time since she had stepped inside his apartment. “If you’re gonna do this-- do it fast,” he uttered with a lump in his throat.

Cami: Hearing him scoff annoyed her, but she didn't show any trace of annoyance toward him. Camila watched as his jaw clenched tightly and then she heard his voice for the first time. "Do wha-?" she started, looking at him confused before she realized what he was insinuating. "Kaje... I told Jordan I didn't feel the same way. There's a chance I did feel something for him a couple of months ago, but you've been the only guy on my mind for weeks," she started up again, putting down her cup of coffee and moving to stand right in front of him. She reached out to cup his cheek in her hand. "It broke my heart to hurt Jordan because he's my friend, but you're the one I want to be with," she whispered that last part, tears falling from her eyes as she looked at him with all of the love she could muster. "I'm good with us still just having fun and going on dates, we don't have to put anything in writing right now, but you never have to worry about me falling for someone else." Camila had both of her hands cupping his face now, she knew that she probably looked a complete mess but she didn't care. "I fell for you, Keneti James, hard- like right on my ass," she chuckled, tears still in her eyes. "You're the only person I can see myself being with."

KJ: Brows furrowed in confusion as she spoke once more, KJ didn’t dare move from his spot. The last-minute had been a rollercoaster of emotions he wasn’t sure how to handle. From believing Camila was ending their relationship, to her announcing the complete opposite. It all felt so surreal that his attention was still entirely focused on the cup of coffee currently in his hold as his brain tried to make sense of all the contradictory information it was filled with. The touch of her hand on his cheek was what finally made him move -- his eyes flickering upward and meeting her own. Witnessing the tears rolling down her cheeks while he pondered if the words still falling from her lips were not a figment of his imagination. This was more than he had imagined he would ever hear her say. And the heart pounding in his chest was ready to burst. “Shh, it’s okay,” he whispered, disregarding the coffee behind him and allowing his thumbs to wipe away the tears. His own gaze being overcome with emotions at the sight. “I’m so sorry-- I really thought... I mean, I shouldn’t have...” The redhead had a hard time finishing his sentences and decided to draw her in his arms for a tight hug, burying his head in the crook of her neck. “I was so scared I had lost you. I want this for us so much. And we’ll take it at the pace you want.” he murmured against her skin, peppering it with kisses as he breathed her in. Simple gestures he had believed he’d never get the chance to experience again.

Cami: Once he looked into her eyes she completely melted as he shushed her and whispered that it would be okay, of course, like always, the tables had turned and he was now comforting her. She blushed as he wiped her tears away and frowned slightly as he apologized. "Kaje, you've got nothing to apologize for, it's okay if you had a few moments of doubt, I'm not upset with you," she whispered, burying her face into his chest as he wrapped her up in a tight hug. It was exactly what she needed right now. She smiled at his words, her face still buried in his shirt, breathing in his familiar scent. "You're never going to lose me," she whispered, relaxing even more into his arms as he peppered her skin with kisses. The gesture causing her to hum against him. "I'm sorry I'm such a weepy, snotty mess," she giggled, pulling away from his chest so she could really look at him. "I don't look too hot," she added with a smirk. "But, I want this so much for us too, I just don't think we need to label anything right away. We just have this unspoken agreement that I'm yours and you're mine."

KJ: A light snort escaped him as she pulled away and mentioned her appearance. His brown eyes taking in her tears stained features with adoration. It hurt to know he was partially responsible for the pain she had gone through -- even if only briefly over some kind of miscommunication. KJ promised himself at that moment to never assume anything regarding her feelings and the things she might have shared with other people. Such futile doubts were not worth the tears he had witnessed falling upon her cheeks. “You’re mine,” he repeated in a quiet voice, letting the words roll off his tongue and appreciating the way it filled his ears. Just like the things she had uttered previously, it seemed like a dream. Something he had once pondered on knowing it would never come true. And yet, life had, in the end, decided to not be as cruel. At least for the time being. “Mine,” he said again, this time firmly as a wide smile crossed his lips before he drew her against him for another tight hug. “I’m yours and you’re mine. That sounds like a good plan to me, aye.”

Cami: He wasn’t saying it, but Camila knew he still was feeling bad about being part of the reason for her tears. She wished he wouldn’t do that, feel bad about things out of his control, but she knew it was in his nature. KJ was one of the most sympathetic people she’d ever met. As his gaze situated on her, she couldn’t help but smile. It felt like a huge weight was lifted off her chest after she had said all that she had wanted to say. Now as he was repeating the sentiment she couldn’t help but blush. “All yours,” she added with a grin. She chuckled as he repeated it again, pulling her against him for another hug. “Sounds like a perfect plan,” she whispered into his chest just as her stomach grumbled slightly. “Can we make some breakfast?” she asked, looking up at him with a smile. “Despite being a terrible cook, I can actually make eggs,” she said with a smirk, holding his hand in hers as she dragged him towards the fridge, not wanting to be away from him for too long after the horrible 24 hours she had spent away from him the day before.

KJ: The thick tension between them had finally dissipated to leave a place to their usual banter -- KJ snorted in disbelief at her words, although the expression plastered on his features was one of amusement. “You know how to make eggs?” he inquired in a teasing tone, allowing her to pull him along as she made her way to the fridge. More than ready to put aside for the time being whatever else they needed to discuss regarding that dreadful weekend. Right now all he wanted was to focus on them and make up for his stupidity over the whole thing. Many hours wasted with negative thoughts. “I reckon that’s surely quite the sight. Show me your skills, Mendes.” Taking place on a stool, the redhead kept his gaze on Camila -- the coffee was long forgotten and her simple presence enough to brighten what was supposed to be a gloomy day. The world was still in a crisis around them, but having her by his side made him feel like he could take on everything coming his way. Teeth dragging along his bottom lip, he tilted his head to get a better look at what she was doing. “Maybe you should cook breakfast for me every day. Depending on how good those eggs are going to be, aye. Try not to send us to the hospital.”

Cami: She knew they had more to discuss from their dreadful weekend, but for now she was hungry and she couldn’t have another deep talk on an empty stomach. “Yes, is that so hard to believe?” she asked with a raised eyebrow. “Watch and learn,” she teased, grabbing the eggs, milk, and cheese from the fridge. Rolling her eyes at his next comment, she turned to glare at him in a teasing way. “I’d love nothing more than to cook breakfast for you every day - but only if you cook me dinner,” she replied with a smirk. “We won’t end up in the hospital, drama queen,” she added, lightly smacking his chest before she returned to her task. Camila pulled out a bowl, cracking eggs into the bowl and adding milk to the mixture before she poured it into the pan on the stove. Mixing the eggs together, she added cheese before taking the eggs out of the pan so that it would melt. Turning off the stove, Cami got bread and made toast and then she went back into the fridge to find some fruit, cutting it up and putting it on their plates. Adding the eggs and toast after. “Breakfast is served,” she exclaimed, looking at KJ with a twinkle in her eye. She took their plates to his table, shaking her hips as she walked.

KJ: The smile that had appeared on his face earlier was still etched on his features and it was nearly impossible to get rid of it. His entire being felt so light and content now, so far from the sadness it had been submerged with -- all KJ wanted was to bask in her wonderful self and strictly focus on the two of them. Just simply be themselves. “We might be able to find a compromise. Just means you’ll have to be around heaps.” The thought of sharing their mornings and evenings whenever they were able to didn’t sound like a bad idea from his point of view. Especially now that they had cleared up the air regarding what they wanted out of this relationship. But they needed to take their time and the less pressure they had, the better things would be in the end. Following suit when Camila made her way to the living room, his eyes trailed down to her backside, fixated on the motions of her hips. “Tease,” he mumbled under his breath, giving her a playful slap on her cheeks before sitting down on the chair she was going to get for herself. Instead, he patted his lap with a bright grin, inviting her to take place on him. “Someone’s gotta make up for yesterday-- leaving me on my own without anyone to watch Netflix with. Sounds like a good start right here.”

Cami: Now that the tension was mostly gone from the room, Camila felt like she could breathe again. "I'd love nothing more than to be around heaps," she said with a smile. They'd been spending plenty of time with each other anyway so it just made sense to spend most of their time together right now. Camila could feel his eyes on her as she walked, swaying her hips. "Takes one to know one," she whispered, shrieking as he playfully slapped her ass. "Hey!" she exclaimed as he took her chair, but her outburst turned into a fit of giggles as he invited her to sit on his lap. "How are we both going to eat if I'm on your lap?" she questioned, turning to look at him. "I agree this does feel like a good start," she stated with a smile. "I am really sorry about yesterday," she whispered, not wanting to get too sad again. "I'll give you all of the Netflix and cuddles tonight, baby."

KJ mobile: With a swift tug on her arm, KJ pulled her on his lap and snaked one of his arms around her waist to keep her close — his free hand reaching for the fork. “It’s called teamwork, Mendes. I feed you and you feed me,” he answered while holding the utensil up to her mouth so she could have the first taste of the cooked eggs. His grin faltered as Camila mentioned the previous day; the thought of it too depressing to focus on. This was a new day and a new beginning for them. “It’s okay, Cami. I’m not that innocent either. Though, let’s leave this where it is for now. I would like for us to spend the most chill day we’ve ever had, aye. Together.” The redhead dropped a brief kiss on her cheek and directed his gaze back onto the plate. The eggs looked wonderful and he was certain the rest of it too. Although, it didn’t mean he couldn’t tease her about it. “Gimme a taste.“ The innuendo seeped through the words uttered as he squeezed her side playfully and he opened his mouth, waiting for the food she had prepared.

Cami: Squealing as KJ tugged on her arm to pull her into his lap, she grinned as his arm snaked around her waist. "We're feeding each other now? Isn't that so romantic," she whispered, moving her head forward to take a bit off of the fork he offered to her. "Yum," she hummed in response to the taste, satisfied that she'd done a good job. Camila noticed his grin falter and her hand came up to cup his cheek. "I'm happy to leave it where it is, I'd love nothing more than to spend a very chill day with you, Keneti," she replied, blushing as he kissed her cheek. "The last time we were here, I was giving you a taste of something much different," she teased back, putting some eggs on the fork in her hand and feeding them to him. "How's that, baby?" she asked, looking at him with pleading eyes, waiting for a response. She couldn't remember a time in her life when she had ever been this happy, at least not recently. KJ had turned her whole world upside down in the last couple of weeks and she was going to be forever grateful to him for that. He was truly the sweetest man she had ever met and she felt so incredibly lucky to be cared for by him.

KJ: At the mention of their tryst in that very same room when everything had gotten out of control in such an unexpected way, KJ couldn’t help but laugh -- a light blush creeping up his cheeks. It was always so easy to be bold when she was involved. Though, he still couldn’t believe they had been such heathens in the first place. Never in a million years had he ever pondered on the possibility of doing those things for the very first time in his kitchen. “Nothing’s gonna be able to beat that,” he replied with a smirk tugging at the corners of his mouth, wiggling his eyebrows as Camila turned sideways to feed him. It was no secret that most meals in her apartment were frozen or takeout. So it was carefully that the redhead took the bite she offered, only to be very surprised by the texture of the eggs. And unable to conceal it on his features. “That’s very good.” he hummed in appreciation, nodding his head as he swallowed the food. “I’m impressed. Like-- I didn’t know you could actually do something in the kitchen. Especially not after the pasta mess, aye.” Another laugh tumbled out of his mouth just as he buried his head in the crook of her neck; hiding from any kind of retaliation from his teasing. “Those are the only eggs I wanna eat from now on.”

Cami: Noticing the blush creeping on his cheeks, Camila leaned forward to place a kiss to them. She giggled as he wiggled in eyebrows in response to her turning to feed him. Camila noticed how he carefully took the bite that she offered, smacking him playfully in fake offense. "Don't act so surprised, I'm not completely helpless," she exclaimed. "There are lots of things I can do in the kitchen," she teased, wiggling her own eyebrows at the redhead. At the feeling of his face in her neck, she moved her free hand to the nape of his own, tugging at his hair. "I know we're having a cute and cuddly moment right now, but I just want you to kiss me- like a knock the air out of my lungs kiss," she whispered, tugging on his hair so he would look at her. She wasn't asking for anything more, just a kiss. They at least deserved that after all of the confusion and sadness.

KJ: At her request, KJ looked up from the place where his head had found refuge, his gaze immediately meeting her own. For two people who had been so physical in the first place, it was rather surprising their lips had yet to touch. The emotions from the previous day and the misunderstanding had led them to focus on simple gestures along with the need to be close to one another. Though now that Camila had voiced aloud what she wanted from him, there was strictly nothing else on his mind. His brown eyes trailed down to her mouth as he slowly moved forward -- tentatively moving his bottom lip against her upper one, her warm breath invading his senses. She wanted a kiss that would knock the air out of her lungs and he was more than ready to deliver. The anticipation only adding intensity to the already charged moment. Just as softly, their mouths finally met in endless brushes that were savored as if for the very first time. His hands finding a place on her back and drawing her closer. Allowing the pace to gradually pick up until his tongue darted out and sought entrance.

Cami: When he looked into her eyes, she melted. Dark brown eyes staring back into her own, making her smile so big. She could've just stared at him forever, memorizing every feature of his beautiful face. Camila didn't want to cross the line into anything too sexual today, they'd filled plenty of their time with that, now it was time to focus on each other in other ways, but that didn't mean she didn't want to just grab his face and kiss him as passionately as ever. As his bottom lip came into contact with her upper one, her hands came up to his face, pulling it towards her as his hands found her back and pulled her closer to himself. Arching her back as his hands came into contact with it, Camila's hands fell to the hair at the nape of his neck, playing with it as she always did during moments like these. When his tongue darted out of his mouth, seeking entrance in her own, she happily welcomed it. Her own tongue found his immediately and they began to battle for dominance. She couldn't help the quiet moan that escaped from her mouth at the feeling, pulling herself even closer to his body if that was even possible.

KJ: As always whenever they were sharing such gestures, KJ couldn’t even say where he began and she ended -- her body melting into his and their mouths fitting like two pieces of the same puzzle. Demanding and passionate motions they were both lost into, unaware of how much time had passed as he kept trying to get more of the feeling coursing through their tongues. The sounds muffled by their actions making him grind against the shape of her ass, his hands tightening around her curves. Which is when he knew they needed to take a step back and return to something more playful and innocent. Pulling back from their kiss, shaky and shallow breaths filling his ears, the redhead fluttered his eyes open and studied her beautiful features. Even in a world full of chaos and despair, he was lucky enough to have someone as wonderful by his side. It was something he never wanted to take for granted. “I could eat you up.” he breathed out, a small smirk finding a place on his lips before he swiftly moved forward once more and licked her cheek. One of his hands coming up to the back of her head and keeping her in place.

Cami: In true fashion for the two of them, things got hot and heavy fast. Camila was thankful for KJ’s self-control as he pulled away. Her breathing was heavy as he pulled away and looked deeply into her eyes. Usually, she would shy away at someone looking at her for too long, but when KJ looked at her it was different. Camila continued to look into his gaze, smiling sweetly at him. When he broke the silence with his words about eating her up, she couldn’t help the smirk that met his. Before she could make a joke or say something dirty, he was reaching out to lick her face. Camila shrieked at the feeling, trying to push him away as his hand came up to hold the back of her head. “You’re so stupid,” she giggled, leaning forward to return the gesture, licking his cheek. “Ew. Sweaty,” she grimaced with a laugh. “Do I taste sweet?” she asked, looking up at him with her eyes wide. Turning her attention back to their plates on the table in front of them she picked up his fork and scooped up more eggs for him to taste. “We can’t let this food go to waste,” she whispered, moving the fork towards his mouth like someone would do for a baby. “Open up,” she teased.

KJ: Laughing alongside Camila as she returned the gesture, he simply shrugged at her question -- lips pressed together in order to keep himself quiet. He had stopped himself from going further physically and he didn’t think entertaining things verbally was a safe thing to do either. Not when she was still on his lap and her scent was filling his nostrils. Making him want to bury his face right back into the crook of her neck and let their bodies do the talking. “No, we can’t,” he whispered back, squeezing her side playfully before opening his mouth to take another bite of the eggs. They couldn’t let this food go to waste and they also couldn’t dive into whatever needs were lurking underneath their sweet and cute interactions. But the more they fed each other and uttered sweet nothings in between bites, the easier it became to focus on the simple motions they were bestowing on the other. The ardent passion of their kiss had dissipated and KJ was ready to enjoy the rest of the day cuddled up in her arms as they watched TV. With nothing more in mind than the comfort she always brought him whenever she was near.

Cami: Her lips fell into a pout as he denied her an answer to her question, "I know we can't, you'll just have to tell me another time," she whispered, leaning in to kiss his cheek. She giggled as he squeezed her side, poking his in retaliation. As they finished their meal together, whispering sweet nothings in between bites, Camila couldn't help but feel completely at peace. The past 48 hours had been absolute hell for her, but she was happy to be here with him, enjoying each other's company. Once their food was finished and the dishes were cleaned up, Camila dragged him towards the couch where Truffle sat waiting patiently for them. "Hi baby girl," she whispered to the puppy in her high-pitched, hyperactive mom voice as she waited for KJ to take a seat so she could comfortably fall back into his lap.

KJ: Following suit as Camila led the way to the couch, KJ smiled at the interaction with Truffle before throwing himself carelessly on the other end of the furniture -- laying down and keeping his brown eyes on her form. Everything had been so draining, and they deserved to simply be together without any tears or explanations. Sticking to the plan he had in mind, he simply tilted his head as she looked up, urging her to join him. Arms wide open to welcome her into a tight embrace and eyes fluttering shut as soon as her body was pressed up against his. This feeling of contentment whenever she was with him enveloping his entire being. He could feel Truffle tagging along on his chest and couldn't help but chuckle softly before placing a kiss on Camila's forehead. This moment, right here, was all he needed today and for the ones to come.

[kbirbpods]

Summer Podfic Stats!

Back in January, I said I wanted to do this monthly but then I instantly got too caught up in life. However, this summer was my most productive season yet so I thought I'd do a little stats round up for the season ~

January-August Quick Stats:

Podfic made: 42 hours, 28 minutes, 38 seconds Most podded fandoms (including crossovers) so far: Star Wars (69) & DC (46) Most podded sub-fandoms so far: Clone Wars (45), Batfam (16), DPxDC (10) Most podded authors so far: @wanderingjedihistorian (16) & @flowerparrish (12) Music? Top two choices: No Music (30) & Taylor Swift (27)

Summer Round Up!

JUNE: I waffled on including June in my "summer roundup" but technically my summer starts mid-June. It just so happens that right after work ended, we moved. And it took a minute for my podfic space to be set up. So, in June, I made 1 hour & 41 minutes of podfic. It was quite literally just Chapter 47 of the Sansukh multivoice project. I posted more in June but it was all recorded/edited in May.

JULY: July brought 7 hours, 31 minutes, and 53 seconds of podfic. Much of this was not posted until August when Summer Podfic Swap revealed but it was all recorded in July! In July, my most recorded for event was Summer Podfic Swap with 11 podfics. My longest podfic was The Jedi Within at 3 hours & 16 minutes. My shortest podfic was Red Bones at 6 minutes & 37 seconds.

AUGUST: In a weird coincidence, I made 7 hours, 32 minutes, and 38 seconds of podfic in August. (I've never had two months in a row be almost the exact same.) My most recorded for event was again Summer Podfic Swap with 19 podfics recorded for it this month (I used one podfic I'd recorded another month for the exchange). I also began recording for CCPA this month and did one Pod Together project. My longest podfic in August was Aliit Ori'shya Taldin (Family is More Than Blood) at 37 minutes & 28 seconds. My shortest podfic was Race at 1 minute & 11 seconds.

EVENTS: - 31 podfics posted for Summer Podfic Swap 2024, plus one I provided the voice for as well! - 10 podfics made "just because" - 3 podfics recorded so far for the Chromatic Characters Podfic Anthology V (the link is to the information post, reveals are at the end of September!) - 1 Pod Together Project with Wander & Flowerparrish [text | podfic] - 1 podfic for Fandom Trumps Hate posted (Lights Up! for hoebiwan)

+ large multivoice projects: Chapter 47 of Sansukh, one scene in Chapter 50 of Sansukh, & Chapter 20 of QKP

SUMMER SWAP BREAKDOWN:

For my main giftee, I made 14 podfics that totaled up to 4 hours & 12 minutes of podfic. Some of these treats were also treated to others! I made 12 podfics as treats for Flowerparrish. Again, many of these were also treated to others. These treats totaled up to 2 hours & 7 minutes of podfic. In total, there was 7 hours & 16 minutes of podfic that I posted for the event. I recorded 51,787 words! The top fandoms I recorded for the exchange were DC(+ crossovers) at 15 & Star Wars(+ crossovers) at 12. This includes the three SWxDC I recorded (so it would be 12 DC and 9 SW if not)! I did 5 DPxDC podfics, despite how recently I got into it again. The other fandoms included were Mass Effect (2), Stranger Things (2), & The Locked Tomb (1). Crossing over with DC, I had one Tomb Raiders and one Leverage.

WRITING: I actually wrote this summer! I wrote 3 works that can be read now and have more that will reveal for later events! All writing was for DPxDC x Stop trying to make the Olympic Village Tinder Trend happen, Dick! (Jay/Roy, Batfam dynamics, side DP characters) x gold medals and golducks (POV Damian, Jazz Fenton is an Olympic fencer & his hero, Pokemon Go shenanigans) x falling in the dead of night (eyes so green) (Danny/Jason soulmate AU)

& here is the graph:

Okay to anyone who looked @ this and cared, thank you! Reply with your favorite animal if you read this far ;)

[ao3feed-spuffy]

Spuffy Appreciation Week 2014

by kbirb

All of the things I wrote for when a friend & I organized a Spuffy Appreciation Week on tumblr in 2014. My writing has (obviously, I hope) come a very long way since then, but since I'm moving things over finally it must be shared!

Words: 1719, Chapters: 2/2, Language: English

Series: Part 2 of Kaje is posting Very Old works and trying not to regret it

Fandoms: Buffy the Vampire Slayer (TV)

Rating: Not Rated

Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply

Categories: F/M

Characters: Spike (BtVS), Buffy Summers

Relationships: Spike/Buffy Summers

Additional Tags: more old works but this time i'm just posting them all in one fic, Spuffy Appreciation Week, 2014, Drabble Collection, Canon-Typical Violence, Sunnydale (BtVS), Alternate Universe- No Supernatural, Alternate Universe - No Vampires (BtVS), POV Spike (BtVS), Cheerleader Buffy

source https://archiveofourown.org/works/41444217

[booksandwords]

Marked by Death by Kaje Harper

Series: Necromancer, #1 Read Time: 4 Days Rating: 4/5

The quote: The place they’d just emerged from was filled with a tree, the trunk wide and rough-barked in glowing gold and amber, branching around head level into a thick mass of limbs and leaves. Throughout the branches and all up and down the trunk, creatures— things— crawled and clung. Their shapes seemed to change as they moved, and the gold of the tree flowed in thin threads and wispy traces over and through them. — Darien Green

This is a hard book for me to review in a way. I would usually read a 170ish page book in a couple of days or less this has taken me longer because I was (mostly) reading it while commuting. As it's been read over a longer time scale I feel like it's lost something. I'm wondering if when I undoubtedly reread this on a shorter time scale later I will feel differently about it. The book follows a lot of beats that I've read before in books. But it is a fun ride. Darien's skittishness to want is well written. Silas's longing but respect for scars is also done well. Kaje Harper is another author who knows the limits of her story well. This is not erotica. I thought that was her knowing her limits but it's not she can write that, I'm wondering if that is almost a nod to the time it's set in. Also, it works not having it in your face, while Dare and Silas are busy we are with Grim and learning something useful. I think your enjoyment of this might be tied to your tolerance for the characters, particularly Grim and how many books you've read in this genre. Too many and it will be nothing special, not enough and it's possible that some of it won't make total sense. There is a degree of assumed knowledge on typical lore points. Not an issue for me

The main couple are likeable enough. Reunited childhood friends (? look it's complicated). When we meet Darien Green he is 21 and haunted by voices in his head, covered in what looks like tattoos that have been slowly appearing for months and is living in something close to destitution. Silas Thornwood is 31 and a necromancer, powerful and mostly sure of himself, kept grounded by his cat and familiar. He lives in a sizable house inherited from his master mostly run-down but very functional in the spaces it needs to be. Darien is powerful, very powerful but doesn't know it, Silas does. This book, the first in the Necromancer series really just an introduction to them, their world and the basics of the lore. Of course, leaving you with questions and making you want to come back and read more.

Grimalkin is a 20 pound tabby with huge green eyes. A mix of two things common to this genre the witches familiar and the snarky best friend. Grim's gift as a familiar is foresight, not always reliable, not necessarily always interpretable and not static but it is what it is. Honestly, his gift suits Silas both are kinda murky. Honestly, Grim reminds me a little of Da Qing from Guardian (don't judge me okay I love my 10000-year-old cat yashou) and really Silas is quite a bit like Shen Wei. Sassy af, loyal, supernatural. Pushing his 'master' into the arms of the man who will be very good for him. But really not an enslaved creature at all, very much his own creature.

Lastly, take note of the time setting. The Necromancer series is set in the 60s. There is a lot of time appropriate homophobia (kinda) in the endgame. But that is really the only time it is needed, though it does help another section make a bit more sense. It is worth noticing that magic is known and WWII was caused by magic. I'm guessing it will become more important in later books. The supernatural lore and historical setting both will be.

[geejaysmith]

When you write a dragon character named "Kaje" and the first time you try to type his name on your phone it gets autocorrected to "Jake." Goddamnit I just started and autocorrect is already onto me.

[moodswingsabz]

Mood Swings: Day 23

I was stood at the Post Office counter, hoping that the cashier wouldn’t look too closely at the strange nicknames I had put on the parcels which were going out to my nearest and dearest but I did notice that he stared a little longer at the one addressed to the ‘THE KAJE’ than he did the ones with just standard names. I tried to keep up the small talk without letting a wry smile creep over my face as I saw his confused glances at every second or third parcel but it was tough...  Most of my afternoon has been spent dealing with orders and as I walked through the St. Nicholas centre having just posted out that first batch I must say that I felt quite emotional. A few weeks ago, when I started this thing I really didn’t expect the reaction that has come about and it means a great deal to me that today I was able to post out a whole batch of t-shirts which represent me writing about my day to day struggles. It feels quite surreal if I’m telling the truth, so thanks to all of you for reading and to everyone who has bought a shirt already. CHEERS!

You may be wondering how I got on this morning. I was still absolutely melting into my pillow when my alarm sounded and it was quite a struggle to get out of bed, but I made it. I left the flat and wandered out in the absolute pissing rain, running a little late and trying to catch up on time so that none of my co-workers were forced to stand outside waiting. Around half way down the road I was filled with an intense paranoia that I had left the keys on my living room table. I thought back, I remembered putting them in my bag. A few more steps. I definitely put them in my bag. A few more steps. I stopped and furiously searched my bag for the keys but I couldn’t find them. Flashes of worry coursed through me as I sifted the large amounts of rubbish that has built up in backpack. Eventually I heard the jangle and pulled the keys from my bag; confirming that they were there, which deep down I had known the whole time. I stuck the keys back in my bag, kept on going through the rain and looked for something else to worry about...