I live alone. I’ve always kept my bathroom light on at night—habit from childhood, nothing more. But last week, something changed.
I got up at 3:12 AM (I remember because my phone lit up), walked past the bathroom, and saw myself in the mirror... already standing there. I hadn’t even stepped in yet.
She smiled. I didn’t.
I froze. It mimicked every move I made—but a second too slow. Like it was watching and deciding how to be me.
I’ve tried covering the mirror. It doesn’t help. Every night since, I’ve woken up at the same time.
Identity porn college au you say 👀👀 also ;) ;) 👉👉 Bad Days 😳
💖💖💖 glad to see you active again my friend
glad to be active again!! I have a bunch of health stuff going on that's really pulled my focus from writing much of anything, but it's nice to just let myself think about fun stuff again 💖
I'm putting this under a read more cause this got LONG
YEAHHHHH IDENTITY PORN COLLEGE AU!!! I have a snippet for that one!! A nice, long snippet:
It all went wrong right before Tim had his coffee, because that was always when everything went wrong.
He had just picked it up off the counter, rolling his eyes at the name on the cup. Jim.
Whatever, it was his. It wasn’t like anyone else was ordering a large red-eye with two extra shots. He lifted it to take his first sip and turned—
Broad shoulders, scar on the neck, white streak in the hair, angry green eyes—check, check, check. And check.
“Jason.” Tim’s voice cracked mortifyingly on the word. “Hi,” he added, before he finally managed to force his mouth shut.
One thick eyebrow raised at him.
“What's up?” he asked delicately. He didn’t want to have a very public interaction with Jason here, because they would draw attention and someone would realize he wasn’t Jim, but Tim, Tim Wayne, and then this would be in a tabloid.
But apparently, Jason wasn’t interested in having a very public interaction. Apparently he wasn’t interested in having any sort of interaction with him at all.
He didn’t know why he expected Jason to resume talking to him now. Being ignored by Jason was easy. Seeing his anger, the way it twisted in his eyes when they used to be pliant and soft, felt worse.
Tim just sighed, deflating as the air left him. “Right.” It had been for the best, he reminded himself. “I’ve gotta go.”
“As always,” Jason drawled. Tim’s eyes snapped back to Jason’s, and he looked vicious, but a little hurt under it.
basically, the premise is that they meet in college and then start dating, and then they break up because Jason knows that Tim is lying to him about why he's constantly disappearing in the middle of dates, etc. etc. He basically tells Tim the last time that he can either tell him why he's leaving in the middle of the date, or he can not come back. So he doesn't come back. Then Red Hood and Red Robin start hooking up because both of them are looking for outlets, and it's a casual/antagonistic thing until Red Hood ends up taking Red Robin to one of his safehouses after an injury... that Tim had been to for a date with Jason. And of course from there it all spirals! 💚
and now for your snippet of Bad Days. A nice long one for being so patient with me:
“I don’t even know why you and Tim like this crap,” Jason grumbles as he tosses the controller on the coffee table.
“It’s more fun when you’re evenly matched. You should see Tim play against Bart, he loses his shit.”
“Tim says he cheats,” Jason mutters as he turns a suspicious eye on Kon.
“Only if having superpowers you can’t shut off is considered cheating.”
Jason narrows his eyes at Kon.
“You’d know if I was using my TTK on you, Jason.”
“Would I?”
“Oh... yeah, I guess not. I don’t think I’ve ever used it on you.”
Jason’s face goes a little surprised, and Kon’s stomach sinks.
“You don’t think?”
“I… can’t always control it. Not like, I can’t get it to work or anything, but sometimes it has a mind of its own when I’m relaxed. Especially when I’m sleeping.”
“What does it feel like?”
“I don’t actually know. Tim says it feels like a hand sometimes, though.”
“Show me?”
Kon’s eyebrows shoot up for a moment, before he forces them back down.
“Oh, uh—”
Kon takes a second to put down the controller, then he places his hand on Jason's forearm.
For a split second, he isn’t sure what he plans to do, but he relaxes the part of him that has his power held back. It’s a little like noticing his jaw is clenched and forcing the muscle to loosen.
In the second he relaxes his hold, he feels his TTK reach out, and he watches as Jason’s face turns towards Kon, slowly, like he’s being tilted by a hand on his chin.
“Oh,” Jason says softly, and Kon feels a flare of heat across his cheeks.
*** #instawrimo day 21 is an outdoor scene and honestly I've got nothing in the way of good visuals, but here's a look at a fun setting we passed through in the last chapter. #ithoughtitwasfun #ihavenoartforyou #laziestpost #writingsnippets #wipourselvesandimmortality #amwriting #amwritingfantasy #nanowrimo #nanoprep #instagramchallenge https://www.instagram.com/p/BoAPk7nD0Iq/?utm_source=ig_tumblr_share&igshid=ntu4j6yf8gip
I need to get out of my mind
so would you be so kind
to take a walk and just talk with me
go to a place where we leave this behind
a place where we find
how not to rush and just be
