#mtiab

[maybethereisabeastfic]

I wrote this fic out of pure spite for being made to read William Golding's The Lord of the Flies in high school and now I've manifested a future where some dumbass ai is gonna teach students of literature to first go read a harringrove fic.

[harringroveheart]

pls tell me they’re gonna kiss soon or smth after like 6 long years 🥺😭

The objective of the most recent chapter and the next is to convey, according to my notes: “Friends? We’re not gonna be friends.” 😏

[roachalk]

catching up on mtiab comments as i haven't checked in months for those juicy reader insights, and re-reading my comments like huh...... i do have some brain cells that can on occasion rub it up good thanks to this fic, some real neato connections. and i'm actually feeling fear (excitement, but mostly fearful) for the day that the great harringroveheart will drop an update that will cause my brain to go full nuclear causing irreparable damage to my enjoyment of anything else ever

[0nemorestranger]

everyone shut the fuck up and don't bother me the only fic i bother following along with has updated

@harringroveheart <3<3

[harringroveheart]

Is the beast beasting yet?🧎‍♀️

it's definitely maybe-ing :/

[harringroveheart]

rereading mtiab at work and swooning over chapter 7 all over again 🥰🤭🥹😍 thank you for this masterpiece

Oh mannn, thank you ☺️

One of my fave bits I ever wrote is in there:

“Uh huh,” Harrington says, his interest dwindled and lost.

Billy is surprised to realize he can feel it, the moment of its passing; a moment of cold sobriety in the warm haze of his high. 

Jesus. Jesus, poor Tommy.

[harringroveheart]

So pumped ur back soooo pumped for the next chapter 🫶

Should be up this weekend 🤞

[harringroveheart]

Is there an update coming soon? <3 <3

Precious ingredients. Difficult cake. Scared to bake.