Kay

Writer in Theory 💕

[basickassandra]

Two Cups to Go

A/N: I've been on a binge for a few months now watching SVU and after 15 seasons I've finally felt the want to write about someone! I hope you guys enjoy!)

Slight spoilers !

Two Cups to Go:

Springtime in New York City always brought the heaviest rain storms and today was no exception. The dark clouds were scattered overhead covering any ray of sunshine to peek through, leaving only the dark gloom to cast its shadow over the city dwellers. “I went in and paid for the last overnight run, now it's your turn Amaro.” Olivia let out a sigh of frustration as she raked her hair away from her face as Nick gave a soft smile and shrug “ Yeah yeah, don't lose sight of him while I run inside.” He teased as he exited the drivers side of the car and jogged his way across the street to the 24 hour diner.

Low dives were the best places to get decent coffee past any hour of the day, and their coffees sure as hell beat ‘cop coffee’. Rushing inside, shaking off a few droplets from his hair Nick made his way to the counter of the diner where his eyes caught the attention of a familiar figure, rustling against the back door and some boxes “Need help over there?” He offered already darting towards the back as the young lady turned her back towards him as she rested the boxes against the counter “Nope. I got it all covered. What can I do for you?” She asked not even bothering to cast a side glance at Nick, which did hurt his ego but he knew the reality of her hesitation. 

It was only a few months since she had been attacked at this diner by a patron and the SVU team did instruct her to be more cautious and less friendly, well that slip of information was mainly Nick's selfish doing. “Just Benson’s regular and tea for myself please.” He asked as she finally glanced up from her notepad that she was pretending to jot notes in. “Detective Amaro! You didn't sound like yourself for a minute. I'm sorry about that, I’ll get those started for you.” (Y/N) said her winning smile on full display.

The only rays of light Nick needed to keep his day going, besides Gil and Zara. “It seems pretty slow in here today, where is everyone? “ Nick asked, taking a seat at the bar looking around to see empty booths and tables “Detective Amaro you do know it's 7AM on a Tuesday morning right? There may be no sleep for the NYPD and bad guys but everyone else definitely gets their fill.” She teased as he nodded, chuckling to himself as she handed him his order. 

“You know you're right, I didn't even realize the week had just begun.” He continued taking the cups in each hand “Well cause SVU doesn't believe in the magical words of ‘Day Off’.” Laughing at her own joke, only meant she was tugging on Nick’s heart strings more and more. “Right again. What are you going to school for ? To be a lawyer? I think you might have this ADA thing down packed.” He teased as a shy blush appeared across her face “ I’ll keep dreaming Detective. You have a good day, and stay safe out there.” She said wiping down the part to enhance its already shiny laminate. “You too (Y/N).” Nick said heading towards the door readying himself to exit the diner and just as he was about to open the door he remembered Gil’s voice in his head. 

“Hey, before I go, Gil wanted me to invite you to his baseball game, he said it would mean a lot to him if you would be on the sidelines cheering for him. “ Nick felt his throat swelling at the mere ask, he was a grown man not a love sick teenager and yet this girl had the power to make him break out into a sweat and become a nervous wreck at the flip of a switch and she didn't even know it.

“Well… sure, I wouldn't want to let Gil down, he's a sweet kid.” She replied softly, locking eyes with Nick as he cleared his throat, nodding “Okay, great so me and Zara will pick you up on Friday from here at 5?” He confirmed as she nodded. “It’s a deal.” She said as Nick nodded once more before opening the door and jogging back to the car to escape from the rain.  

Once he was back in the car and shielded from the rain he passed Olivia her cup and coffee and quietly sipped on his tea “What happened to you in there? Your whole mood changed.” Olivia teased knowing exactly what caused the shift in his mood “Nothing, got me some warm tea and energy to catch our prep. Any movement?” Nick asked, completely ignoring her statement, trying to minimize his smirk to not have to face Olivia's side eye as she refocused her attention to the door catching their prep trying to sneak off “It's time.” She commented as Nick placed the car in drive.

[basickassandra]

Hi I wish you’d bless us with your writing talent and write for Colin bridgerton 🥺💕 missing you and your writing these days, I just know whatever you’d write for Colin would be ✨spectacular✨

(A/N: First of all before anything, thank you my darling, you have inspired me and given me drive once more. Second of all, I miss writing and all of you more than anything in the world to be honest. But I do have a confession... I was not on the Bridgeton love train until I received this request, and now I can not stop watching, I am currently on Season 2 and am enjoying every second of it. BUT all the rambling behind I hope you enjoy this piece, it is my first in a very long time. )

The Unspoken:

“Colin Bridgeton, are you mad ! Or maybe daft? That would most certainly provide a better explanation as to why you believed this would be the best resolution.” You exclaimed, sighing and threw your back against the bed as your friend shook his head leaning against the frame of the door. “How so? I truly enjoy her company, as does she mine. She’s strikingly beautiful, and she laughs at my jokes, and I know she loves me as much as I do her.” Is all he had to offer as a poor attempt at reasoning with you. “My sweet dearest friend. You barely know this girl.” You state, reminding him, pushing yourself onto your elbows to monitor his reactions. As much as you want your friend to be happy you also do not want him to rush into this false sense of marriage. “You’ve been courting her towards the end of the season Colin. Do you not think it's too soon?” You continue as he shakes his head. “No I don’t not. (Y/N), why are you so against this like everyone else? I thought you of all people would be overjoyed for me.” His hurt is written all over his face, as he moves from the door to take the seat beside you on the bed. 

Raising yourself up from the bed allowing your shoulders to brush against one another. “Colin. I’m not against you wanting to marry, I’m only worried for you.” You say softly resting your head against his shoulder , allowing your fingers to lightly trace over his suit. If he were to marry Marina , then he would all but vanish from your grasp, your sweet gentle hearted friend would be married and focused on the only woman to matter in his life, his newly beautiful wife. It was selfish of you to object so harshly, when  in reality she could very much make Colin happy, but you weren’t ready to accept such fate. “Worried for me ?” He whispered as he placed a hand on top of your fingers pressing them gently against his arm as if to provide you reassurance to speak your truth. “Yes, I'm worried . You are my dearest friend, I know you better than anyone else in the ton. I just worry for your heart.” You opted to say, all the while swallowing all the other words that aren’t warranted at this moment.

 “Do you believe she’ll hurt me?” Colin questioned, and you felt your eyes begin to water, forcing the tears to stay at bay, whilst letting out a deep sigh. “She very much so may, or she may not, but the decision is truly yours. I just wished you’d think it over a bit longer my dearest friend.” You said removing your head from his shoulders, slipping away your hand before raising from the bed and walking slowly to the door, opening it for him to take his leave. He nodded, letting out a sigh of his own rubbing his palms against his suited thighs before making his way to the door, placing a kiss on your forehead before walking out. Once he had made his way down the hall and out of sight, the bedroom door slammed shut as you leaned against it sliding to the floor, the tears that were once at bay now running rapidly down your face .

“I don’t want you to marry her because I wish it would be me you asked to marry, Colin.” You whispered into the tight air of the room, the words always  unspoken and unprovoked. The words of the truth of your truth. The words that were meant for only you to hear, but just on the other side of the door was a rather shocked Colin, who was now frozen in place after hearing your confession. Moving his hand that was only a mere centimeters from the door back to his side he made a rapid exit out of the hall and the manor, he had a very difficult decision to make after all.

[basickassandra]

what do you think of bridgerton so far? have you watched season 3 part 1 yet?

Anon, I love Bridgerton 💗. There are so many things I can say about it honestly, I am truly obsessed with it and am all caught up in the drama 🤧🤧, I’m so happy for so many of the characters!

[basickassandra]

Hi I wish you’d bless us with your writing talent and write for Colin bridgerton 🥺💕 missing you and your writing these days, I just know whatever you’d write for Colin would be ✨spectacular✨

(A/N: First of all before anything, thank you my darling, you have inspired me and given me drive once more. Second of all, I miss writing and all of you more than anything in the world to be honest. But I do have a confession... I was not on the Bridgeton love train until I received this request, and now I can not stop watching, I am currently on Season 2 and am enjoying every second of it. BUT all the rambling behind I hope you enjoy this piece, it is my first in a very long time. )

The Unspoken:

“Colin Bridgeton, are you mad ! Or maybe daft? That would most certainly provide a better explanation as to why you believed this would be the best resolution.” You exclaimed, sighing and threw your back against the bed as your friend shook his head leaning against the frame of the door. “How so? I truly enjoy her company, as does she mine. She’s strikingly beautiful, and she laughs at my jokes, and I know she loves me as much as I do her.” Is all he had to offer as a poor attempt at reasoning with you. “My sweet dearest friend. You barely know this girl.” You state, reminding him, pushing yourself onto your elbows to monitor his reactions. As much as you want your friend to be happy you also do not want him to rush into this false sense of marriage. “You’ve been courting her towards the end of the season Colin. Do you not think it's too soon?” You continue as he shakes his head. “No I don’t not. (Y/N), why are you so against this like everyone else? I thought you of all people would be overjoyed for me.” His hurt is written all over his face, as he moves from the door to take the seat beside you on the bed. 

Raising yourself up from the bed allowing your shoulders to brush against one another. “Colin. I’m not against you wanting to marry, I’m only worried for you.” You say softly resting your head against his shoulder , allowing your fingers to lightly trace over his suit. If he were to marry Marina , then he would all but vanish from your grasp, your sweet gentle hearted friend would be married and focused on the only woman to matter in his life, his newly beautiful wife. It was selfish of you to object so harshly, when  in reality she could very much make Colin happy, but you weren’t ready to accept such fate. “Worried for me ?” He whispered as he placed a hand on top of your fingers pressing them gently against his arm as if to provide you reassurance to speak your truth. “Yes, I'm worried . You are my dearest friend, I know you better than anyone else in the ton. I just worry for your heart.” You opted to say, all the while swallowing all the other words that aren’t warranted at this moment.

 “Do you believe she’ll hurt me?” Colin questioned, and you felt your eyes begin to water, forcing the tears to stay at bay, whilst letting out a deep sigh. “She very much so may, or she may not, but the decision is truly yours. I just wished you’d think it over a bit longer my dearest friend.” You said removing your head from his shoulders, slipping away your hand before raising from the bed and walking slowly to the door, opening it for him to take his leave. He nodded, letting out a sigh of his own rubbing his palms against his suited thighs before making his way to the door, placing a kiss on your forehead before walking out. Once he had made his way down the hall and out of sight, the bedroom door slammed shut as you leaned against it sliding to the floor, the tears that were once at bay now running rapidly down your face .

“I don’t want you to marry her because I wish it would be me you asked to marry, Colin.” You whispered into the tight air of the room, the words always  unspoken and unprovoked. The words of the truth of your truth. The words that were meant for only you to hear, but just on the other side of the door was a rather shocked Colin, who was now frozen in place after hearing your confession. Moving his hand that was only a mere centimeters from the door back to his side he made a rapid exit out of the hall and the manor, he had a very difficult decision to make after all.

[basickassandra]

She's back?

Hi everyone! Man I really do miss being on this side of the world.. I miss you guys. I'm trying to get my creative streak back and its been quite the journey and it hasn't been a fun one if im being honest.. But with spooky season being around the corner, I'd really love to bring spooky tales with kay back. So if anyone has suggestions for like ANYTHING, please let me know. Help ya girl get her mojo jojo back again, please.

[basickassandra]

miss you🥹

hi 🥺, I miss you too sweet anon 🥹💌

[basickassandra]

Eyes to the Soul

(A/N: She's back again! And she's found a new love within the cast of Wednesday as well as the series! So hopefully this unlocks all the need for motivation that I've been lacking! So please feel free to send me your request because I'm dying to fill some!)

A/N ii: Gif is not mine, & I'll probably be going over and editing old work just to fix them up and make them look more cleaner, within the next few weeks!)

(Y/N) was cleaning tables at the Weathervane Cafe, mindlessly listening to the ballad from the radio, occasionally swaying to the melody. This was one of the many benefits about closing the Weathervane alone; now that the monstrous bear attacks had stopped she could finally have a sense of ease in working alone. She had collected all the mugs into one basket before returning to the kitchen to clean them off and prepare the bar for the next day. As she gave the bar and chairs a final once over, deeming that it was all prepped and ready for tomorrow she shut the lights and made her way out, locking the doors behind her. Stepping out into the cool breeze of Jericho, she clutched her to cover her mid region “Should we take the scenic route or the shortcut? She asked herself pondering her decision for a brief second before making her way into the forest “It has been a while ol’ scenic route.” She whispered to herself almost as if exchanging a secret with someone. 

She slowly made her way through the forest getting lost between the branches and the moonlight, ever since the bear attacks had occurred she’d stopped working at night completely. Her parents were afraid it wasn’t an actual bear but the students of Nevermore killing people in town; however , she wasn’t a believer that a student would go out of their way to kill random people. As she continued walking through the forest she came across the usual shed, only this time it was covered in rose thorns and vines, and it was lit inside, two things that had definitely changed since she’d stopped walking out this way. She slowly approached the shed, not exactly sure of what she’d be walking into or what she’d find but she was always curious to see what was inside the shed. As she reached the doors of the shed she heard someone let out an exhausted sigh as well as something hit the floor of the shed. 

She leaned against the shed door to see if she could hear anything else but what she didn’t expect was for the door of the shed to easily creek open causing her to practically follow the door in it's pursuit only to nearly hit the floor if it weren’t for her quick armed savior. “I wasn’t spying!” She decreed loudly, her eyes still closed from the initial shock of almost kissing the ground. “I believe you.” The voice said softly, curiosity taking over her as she cautiously opened her eyes to be met with wide green eyes that now demanded all her attention. “I didn’t-umm- I didn’t mean to interrupt whatever you were doing I just. The shed had been sealed shut for such a long time”. She explained to the green eyed beauty as he chuckled, “Yeah, I cleaned it up and made it my own private art studio.” He replied calmly as she briefly escaped his gaze to look to the side of him to see the canvas he was working, the charcoal stained the canvas, and all that bore the canvas were eyes.

 She quickly scanned the surrounding pieces that hung along the clothesline, as well as the little pieces scattered on the backboard, with multiple different mediums. “Couldn’t finish?” She asked curiously as he sighed “The image changed at the last minute in my eyes.” He replied as she nodded “Do you mind?” She whispered as he quickly let her go bringing her to her feet “Well secret studio, I’m (Y/N).” She said, extending her hand as she smiled at him, he nearly flinched at her introduction, “Well creeper (Y/N), I’m Xavier.” He said clasping their hands together.

“Well Secret Studio Xavier, I should be leaving you to your masterpiece, the image will only continue to change the longer you wait.” She offered as he shook his head “It’ll show up again in my dreams, don’t worry about that Creeper (Y/N).” He joked as she chuckled, nodding “Well I should be on my way anyway, parents are probably gonna send out the dogs soon for me.” She replied sheepishly as he nodded “Stop by the Weathervane whenever you’re in town, I’d love to see how it turns out.” She gave her final sign off before she closed the shed doors behind her. Taking in a deep breath as she replayed his eyes in her mind, those green tranquil eyes and the smell of charcoal and paint, she knew she’d be seeing him again, and it was just a matter of when she’d see Xavier again.

[basickassandra]

Why do I desperately want it to be you? When I’m sure you’ll do nothing but disappoint me.

[basickassandra]

Partial Brady Bunch

(A/N: Look who's back, and like actually meaning it! Stranger Things really got your girl back in the game and ready to write again, so if you guys. have any request feel free to send them my way. It felt good to actually write again. I apologize for being a bit rusty)

Spoilers to Season 4!

Partial Brady Bunch:

“Can you believe all the crazy shit that’s been going down lately?” Veronica asked over the phone as you twirled the cords between your fingers “It is crazy isn't it? I just feel so bad for Chrissy.” You reply as she mumbles her agreement through the phone, Veronica wasn’t the biggest Chrissy fan, but the girl had just died, so the small amount of empathy was called for at the time. “Yeah you’re right, but I mean she was hanging out with the druggie freak Munson so what did she expect?” Veronica sneered, her distasteful tone for Eddie Munson was splattered all over the phone “Vee? You really think he killed her?” You whispered not wanting to give her any leverage into thinking you felt sorry for Eddie, when in reality, you did.

Eddie Munson wasn’t the ‘freak’ everyone plagued him to be, he was a sweet guy, funny, kind, literally the softest person you could ever meet. He wasn’t this hell worshiping monster people painted him as, he was just a nerdy guy who loved Dungeons and Dragons, and hard rock. “Uhh duh. He was the last person Chrissy was with, and she died in his trailer trash yard, so I think he killed her. And rumor has it the boys on the football team think the same thing, so if I were him, I’d book it out of Hawkins.” Vee countered, and you could feel her growing impatient as she talked about the situation. You imagined her looking over her nails at this point in the conversation, no longer interested in the whole Eddie/ Chrissy thing.

“(Y/N)! You have some friends here!” You heard your mother call from downstairs. “Alright Vee, I’ve apparently got guest to entertain, so I’ll talk to you tomorrow.” You replied as she mumbled a quick bye and just like that the click of the phone went off and you placed it back on the receiver by your bed. “Who is it Mom?” You asked as you hurried down the stairs, and just as you got to the last step near the doorway you froze in place “You’ve gotta be fucking kidding me.” You whispered as you watched Dustin, Max, Lucas, Steve, and Robin awkwardly wave at you. “Oh you got some new people in the party?” You replied now pinching the bridge of your nose as you looked at Eddie Munson, and Nancy Wheeler. “The more the merrier right?” Steve mocked as you threw a cold stare his way.

“Harrington, shut up. Henderson, you better start running your mouth, and explain what the hell is going on.” You threaten as you retreat back up the stairs, not wanting your mother to hear anything that she wouldn’t believe. The partial Brady bunch followed in pursuit with Dustin hot on your trail as he began babbling at the mouth about the newest curse that had just plagued Hawkins, once again, and just as you finally made your way to your room you sat on the edge of your bed, with your hands running over your face “Can we never have a normal anything in Hawkins?” You moaned as Max sat beside you placing her head on your shoulders, as your arms wrapped around her small frame, almost as if second nature.

“But I guess I’d be lying if I said I haven’t missed you guys.” you replied quietly as you returned your attention to Dustin who is now pacing back and forth as he's trying to formulate a game plan, and just like that, your once normal Spring Break, was gone and the chase was on.

[basickassandra]

Partial Brady Bunch

(A/N: Look who's back, and like actually meaning it! Stranger Things really got your girl back in the game and ready to write again, so if you guys. have any request feel free to send them my way. It felt good to actually write again. I apologize for being a bit rusty)

Spoilers to Season 4!

Partial Brady Bunch:

“Can you believe all the crazy shit that’s been going down lately?” Veronica asked over the phone as you twirled the cords between your fingers “It is crazy isn't it? I just feel so bad for Chrissy.” You reply as she mumbles her agreement through the phone, Veronica wasn’t the biggest Chrissy fan, but the girl had just died, so the small amount of empathy was called for at the time. “Yeah you’re right, but I mean she was hanging out with the druggie freak Munson so what did she expect?” Veronica sneered, her distasteful tone for Eddie Munson was splattered all over the phone “Vee? You really think he killed her?” You whispered not wanting to give her any leverage into thinking you felt sorry for Eddie, when in reality, you did.

Eddie Munson wasn’t the ‘freak’ everyone plagued him to be, he was a sweet guy, funny, kind, literally the softest person you could ever meet. He wasn’t this hell worshiping monster people painted him as, he was just a nerdy guy who loved Dungeons and Dragons, and hard rock. “Uhh duh. He was the last person Chrissy was with, and she died in his trailer trash yard, so I think he killed her. And rumor has it the boys on the football team think the same thing, so if I were him, I’d book it out of Hawkins.” Vee countered, and you could feel her growing impatient as she talked about the situation. You imagined her looking over her nails at this point in the conversation, no longer interested in the whole Eddie/ Chrissy thing.

“(Y/N)! You have some friends here!” You heard your mother call from downstairs. “Alright Vee, I’ve apparently got guest to entertain, so I’ll talk to you tomorrow.” You replied as she mumbled a quick bye and just like that the click of the phone went off and you placed it back on the receiver by your bed. “Who is it Mom?” You asked as you hurried down the stairs, and just as you got to the last step near the doorway you froze in place “You’ve gotta be fucking kidding me.” You whispered as you watched Dustin, Max, Lucas, Steve, and Robin awkwardly wave at you. “Oh you got some new people in the party?” You replied now pinching the bridge of your nose as you looked at Eddie Munson, and Nancy Wheeler. “The more the merrier right?” Steve mocked as you threw a cold stare his way.

“Harrington, shut up. Henderson, you better start running your mouth, and explain what the hell is going on.” You threaten as you retreat back up the stairs, not wanting your mother to hear anything that she wouldn’t believe. The partial Brady bunch followed in pursuit with Dustin hot on your trail as he began babbling at the mouth about the newest curse that had just plagued Hawkins, once again, and just as you finally made your way to your room you sat on the edge of your bed, with your hands running over your face “Can we never have a normal anything in Hawkins?” You moaned as Max sat beside you placing her head on your shoulders, as your arms wrapped around her small frame, almost as if second nature.

“But I guess I’d be lying if I said I haven’t missed you guys.” you replied quietly as you returned your attention to Dustin who is now pacing back and forth as he's trying to formulate a game plan, and just like that, your once normal Spring Break, was gone and the chase was on.

[nightprompts]

&. 𝐯𝐚𝐫𝐢𝐨𝐮𝐬 𝐪𝐮𝐞𝐬𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧 𝐬𝐞𝐧𝐭𝐞𝐧𝐜𝐞 𝐬𝐭𝐚𝐫𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐬.

(  a  mix  of  angst,  fluff,  and  plot  focused  dialogue  prompts  in  the  form  of  questions.  feel  free  to  change  how  you  seem  fit.  )

❛ what are you listening to? ❜

❛ can’t sleep? ❜

❛ did it hurt? ❜

❛ are you sure this is a good idea? ❜

❛ do you mind if i sleep here tonight? ❜

❛ what are you doing out here by yourself? ❜

❛ are you wearing my shirt? ❜

❛ don’t you know what you mean to me? ❜

❛ will i see you again? ❜

❛ are you comfy? ❜

❛ do you promise? ❜

❛ are you trying to get us in trouble? ❜

❛ do you enjoy playing with people’s hearts? ❜

❛ don’t we deserve to be happy? ❜

❛ why can’t i come with you? ❜

❛ are you here to kill me? ❜

❛ you think i’m jealous? ❜

❛ do you want to share this? ❜

❛ is that blood? is it yours? ❜

❛ how do you know my name? ❜

❛ you’re an asshole, you know that? ❜

❛ like what you see? ❜

❛ was that your first kiss? ❜

❛ are you happy here with me? ❜

❛ sorry, did you want to be alone? ❜

❛ do you want my jacket? ❜

❛ how are you still alive? ❜

❛ you’re beautiful, you know that? ❜

❛ what are you so afraid of? ❜

❛ today isn’t your day, is it? ❜

❛ how does it feel to be in love? ❜

❛ you’ve been crying, what’s wrong? ❜

❛ do you remember when we first met? ❜

❛ isn’t this amazing? ❜

❛ did you miss me? ❜

❛ alright, who am i beating up? ❜

❛ that was a close call, wasn’t it? ❜

❛ am i worth so little to you? ❜

❛ how is it you’re never scared? ❜

❛ do you ever think about the future? ❜

❛ can you look at me? please? ❜

❛ you got me flowers? ❜

❛ well, how do i look? ❜

❛ what aren’t you telling me? ❜

❛ how about a kiss before i go? ❜

❛ you don’t know who i am, do you? ❜

❛ may i have this dance? ❜

❛ who’s going to stop us, huh? ❜

❛ wait, you’re leaving already? ❜

❛ it’s my fault, isn’t it? ❜

❛ have you ever lost someone? ❜

❛ do you think i’m a good person? ❜

❛ is it really you? ❜

❛ what if i hurt you? ❜

❛ if you won’t take care of yourself, then who will? ❜

❛ have you come to laugh at me? ❜

❛ will you still look at me like you do now? ❜

[basickassandra]

Okay, so I have finally caught up with Stranger Things, and I must say I am in love with the new season and the characters, so if you'd guys like, you can send some request my way, but expect some work to be released within the week!

[basickassandra]

Explanations and Blah Blah

It's been a year I believe since I last posted here. I have to say I am sorry for that, last year I really thought I was ready to hop back into writing but I wasn't. It took me a while to find my groove back, and then I lost it again lol. I started writing on a side blog for my anime endeavors, just to separate the two blogs, so if any of you guys are into anime its @anotheranimewriter. But even though I was putting out content over there, that also has become stagnant because of my writers block, but this year one of my main goals before anything is to log onto my computer nearly everyday and write something. I do miss you all, and all the responses to my writing, it really does mean the world to mean and effected me in more ways then you can imagine. So to all my new followers thank you for joining me, and to all my old followers thank you for sticking around. 2022, will bring more writing from me, within good lights. Thank you for believing in me, and never giving up on me. That being said, I can't guarantee I will pick up old projects because its been a while, and I know a lot of you guys were enjoying them and for that I do apologize. I know it's the same old story but this time I mean it, with a full heart, so just bare with me cause it will be a rocky road okay?

Lots of love,

Kay 🥰

[anotheranimewriter]

Sweater Weather

(A/N: So this is my first time writing for MHA, so please go easy on me.. Who should I write for next? Also can we just admire how crisp this gif is?)

Pairing: Shinso Hitoshi x GN!Reader

word count: 941

Sweater Weather:

He leaned against the back of his seat fidgeting with his pencil between his fingers. The classroom was filled with murmurs and chatter that served him no purpose. He sighed passing a hand through his untamed hair, he wanted nothing more than to be drinking an energy drink but he forgot to pack one in his bag as he was heading out of the dorms. The pencil between his fingers had become his sole focus as the room became silent to him, his mind wandering off into the distance until he felt a cool object lightly tap his hand. Looking away from the pencil to the energy drink that was now placed on his desk “Thank you.” He whispered knowing the person who placed the drink on his desk was now on the other side of the classroom.

“Hey (Y/N)! That’s a cool sweater, where’d you get it?” Denki asked resting his elbows on their desk as (Y/N) looked down at the sweater they were wearing examining the article of clothing, slightly raising an eyebrow it “I have no idea.” They responded as Denki let out a hearty laugh as some electricity passed through his “How do you not know? Didn’t you buy it?” He asked as Sero placed an arm around Denki’s shoulder “Or maybe it was someone else’s.” Sero hinted as Denki turned to give him a confused expression until Sero’s words clicked “Oh? Oh. Oh! You have a boyfriend!?” Denki bursted out as (Y/N) flinched at the loud outburst and before they could defend their case Aizawa entered the classroom. “Everyone in their seats, we have a lot to discuss about the final exams.” He spoke in his typical monotone voice as everyone hurried to their seats.

As soon as Aizawa began speaking and class was in session (Y/N) had quickly drowned out his words, as they rested their elbows on the desk placing their cheek in the palm of their hand. Where did the sweater come from? It was a pullover sweater, something they typically didn’t wear, it was a bit roomier than other sweaters they had in their closet, and the style was very different from their own. So where did this sweater come from or as Sero suggested, who’d it come from? On the other side of the classroom Shinso had snuck a peek at (Y/N), the confusion on their face was quite enjoyable for him, cute even. He never thought he’d ever seen his sweater on their body once again, but here it was, one of his favorite sweaters on their body over their uniform. A slight tug of his lips as they curled upwards, for just a second before it quickly vanished, he typically never used his quirk on people he considered kind but that situation was different.

The class was a complete blur for (Y/N) as they were lost in thought about the sweater ordeal. Everyone had begun packing around them snapping their focus back to reality as they began to pack in a haste as they looked around the classroom not finding the person they were looking for “So are you gonna tell us about your little boyfriend?” Denki teased once more as Sero and Kirishima stood behind (Y/N) as they shook their heads “When I figure it out I’ll let you guys know!” They said quickly throwing their bag over their shoulder and darting out the class and down the hall. “NO RUNNING IN THE HALLWAY (Y/L/N)!” Ida yelled from the door of classroom 1-A as (Y/N) turned around slightly “Sorry Class Rep!” They replied facing forward still running out of the building. They continued running until they reached the tree, his tree, where it all started. “Shinso.. this is.. this is your sweater isn’t it?” (Y/N) questioned as they tried to catch their breath as Shinso raised the energy drink to his lips taking a sip from the can. “I don’t know what you’re talking about.” He replied softly as he closed his eyes resting his head against the trunk of the tree.

“I thought you didn’t use your quirk on friends.” (Y/N) said as they stood their ground folding their arms over their chest, as Shinso let out a sigh not bothering to open his eyes “I don’t. You were just so stubborn.” He replied as (Y/N) began to bend down taking a seat beside him, lightly tapping their shoulders together “Explain.” (Y/N) continued as he let out a curt ‘tsk’ as he parted his lips “You were training. It was cold outside. Your lips were blue, and you were shivering. I asked you if you were cold, and you lied. So I told you to put the sweater on, and then I left. Nothing else happened.” He said slowly, opening his eyes to see their reaction as they scrunched up their face before lightly punching his chest.

“Then why didn’t you just tell me the truth?” (Y/N) questioned as Shinso shrugged. (Y/N) laughed softly shaking their head before they rested their head on Shinso’s shoulder “You didn’t have to use your quirk Shinso. You could’ve just glared at me, that’s scary enough to make me put it on.” (Y/N) teased as Shinso let a soft chuckle slip, half because he was nervous and the other half was because of their statement “I’ll keep that in mind.” He said softly, as the conversation between them came to a comfortable stop. The calming silence returned, they were back to where it all began, and they would always return to this exact spot.

[basickassandra]

Hellooo, is so good to have you back, i'm really glad you decided to keep writing because you are amazing at it, seriously. So, that being said, i would like to request prompt 18 misc.

Take your time and i hope you have fun writing.

Have a great week, sweetheart 💖

Thank you sweetheart 🥺, it means a lot. I definitely want to start it but you didn’t put who, so if you could send me a message or even another anon inbox with the person for your request. Once again thank you darling it feels good to be back 💕✨

[honeyboychangbin]

Sentence Starters

“I’ve never seen one of these completely to my taste so i decided to make my own!

ANGST

“I can’t do anything right.”

“Please don’t cry.”

“Why are you awake right now?”

“Why are you lying to me?”

“Wake up! Please wake up.”

“Forget it, you’re a fucking asshole.”

“Don’t you ever do that again!”

“Is that blood?” “…..No?”

“Please don’t lie to me again, I can’t take it.”

“Do you even still love me?”

“Nobody’s seen you in days.”

“Why are you awake?”

“I’m worried about you.”

“Can you shut up for once in your life?”

“Holding everything in doesn’t help, you know.”

“Are you hurt?” “No.” “Then why are there bruises all over your face?”

“If you don’t hug me right now I think I might fall apart.”

“Leave! Me! Alone!”

FLUFF

“Go with me?” “As long as you hold my hand.”

“Is there a reason you’re blushing like that?” 

“Have you seen my hoodie?” “Nooo.” “You’re wearing it, aren’t you?”

“Have you always been this beautiful?”

“OH you’re jealous!”

“Can we stay like this forever?”

“Please just kiss me already.”

“I think you might be my soulmate.”

“Sleep over? Please?”

“Are we on a date right now?”

“I think I’m in love with you.”

“He’s so pretty I think I’m gonna faint.”

“Are you flirting with me?” “You finally noticed?”

“Am I your lockscreen?” “You weren’t supposed to see that.”

“I missed you so much.”

“Do you think the moon is jealous of how pretty you are?”

“I’m here for you.”

“I wish we could live together already.”

MISC

“All I do is drink coffee and say bad words.”

“Quit touching me, your feet are cold!”

“I think I just ripped my pants.”

“Sharing is caring, now give me the hoodie!”

“Can I pet your dog?” “Do I know you?”

“Did you seriously just get your foot stuck in a toilet?” “Maybe.”

“If I die, I’m haunting you first.”

“But I’ve never told you that before.” 

“Stop being grumpy, it’s lame.”

“So, uh, I locked the keys in the car.”

“Is the cat in a onesie?” “Uh, no?

“Can we please stop running? I think I’m dying.”

“You come here often?” “Well, I work here. So I think I’d have to say ‘yes’.”

“Aren’t we supposed to be working?”

“Give me attention.”

“YOU SAID TO BE HONEST STOP HITTING ME!”

“Okay, so maybe I didn’t see that coming.”

“I’m too sober for this.” “You don’t even drink.” “Maybe I should start.”

[basickassandra]

Please send in some request for me! 🥺🙏🏼

For any of the following fandoms:

Mayans

SOA

OMB

My Hero Academia (my newest obsession 🥰)

Marvel

Celebrities

One Chicago

Criminal Minds

Okay thank you for listening 🥺💕!

[basickassandra]

Hello Everyone! Long time no talk!

As of recent, I’ve had a lot of things happen, some good, some lackluster. But one thing that I’ve recently discovered, is how much I miss you all, and how much I miss writing. So this is me, Kassandra, slowly sticking my toe into the water of the writing world again. I don’t know how often I will get to post because.. life.. y’know? But I will try to be as frequent as I can. I want to thank you all for sticking around with me even during these times.

I could go into how much you all mean to me, and how you all and how writing has changed my life for the better.. but I won’t.. at least not now😅.. to be continued.. but with all my talking..

On to the more important points:

I will be opening my request box, for 10 Request at a time. Until I become more comfortable to do more.

I may be a bit rusty so go on easy on me guys 😅.

Also, for starting up; please just SFW content or angst, not NSFW content just yet.

I’ve also started watching MHA, so if any of you are into anime and would like me to write for that as well feel free to request them.

Alright that is all my announcements for now! Talk to you all soon!

[lumberjackloverboy-moved]

unfriendly reminder: this is a sex worker positive space. I will not tolerate the disrespect of sex workers here, and if you cant agree with that without a doubt then you're not welcome here.

[lumberjackloverboy-moved]

sure would be nice if people other than porn blogs and sex workers reblogged this