add this to ur library RIGHT NOW omg cause a) big big big announcements and b) genuinely just be my friend cause ur all so cool

A bunch of school writing projects, and maybe some free time ones too idk yet, that I wanted to share with y'all!

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COVER BY @clairetastrophe 𝐬𝐨𝐥𝐢𝐯𝐚𝐠𝐚𝐧𝐭 (adj.) wandering alon𝖾 𝖲𝖾𝗍𝗍𝗂𝗇𝗀；25th Hunger Games 𝐈𝐍 𝐖𝐇𝐈𝐂𝐇 the first Quarter Quell forces the districts to vote for their own tributes, so they can choose the strongest to fight for them... ℴ𝐫 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐂𝐀𝐏𝐈𝐓𝐎𝐋, sensing the stirrings of rebellion, invents a "tradition" to remind the districts who holds the power. The first Quarter Quell. A game meant to last for generations as traditions do. A game made even crueler-forcing each district to decide who to send to their death. Turning them against each other, ensuring they forget 𝐰𝐡𝐨 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐥 𝐞𝐧𝐞𝐦𝐲 𝐢𝐬.

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basically where i share things about my yt, updates, events, etc !!!! ily <3

𝙊𝙋𝙀𝙉 / 𝘊𝘓𝘖𝘚𝘌𝘋 𝗘𝗜𝗚𝗛𝗧 𝗬𝗘𝗔𝗥𝗦 after the events of King of Scars and Rule of Wolves. Ravka is slowly healing, but it isn't secure. 𝗭𝗼𝘆𝗮 𝗡𝗮𝘇𝘆𝗮𝗹𝗲𝗻𝘀𝗸𝘆 is doing everything as 𝗤𝘂𝗲𝗲𝗻 to protect her Grisha. Yet, now there's a new 𝘁𝗵𝗿𝗲𝗮𝘁, and she comes up with a 𝗱𝗮𝗻𝗴𝗲𝗿𝗼𝘂𝘀 plan to eradicate the problem, one that is also a 𝘁𝗲𝘀𝘁. 𝗪𝗮𝗿 𝗼𝗿 𝗽𝗲𝗮𝗰𝗲? 𝗛𝗼𝘄 𝘄𝗶𝗹𝗹 𝗶𝘁 𝗲𝗻𝗱? 𝙋.𝙎. >> 𝙈𝙤𝙧𝙚 𝙞𝙣𝙛𝙤𝙧𝙢𝙖𝙩𝙞𝙤𝙣 𝙞𝙣𝙨𝙞𝙙𝙚!

"I-I'm not fooled by you," I slurred, "Not like you- your other human pets." He ran his hands up my body. "Of course not, I've never seen you as one of them." He leaned down, his hands making their way to brush the length of my neck. "You're better. I always see you." "No, I always see you, because I know you- what you are," I said while stepping out of his arms and facing him, hateful- yet still dancing for him. I spun, and as I returned to face him, he reached out to take hold of my hand, pulling it up towards the ceiling and rocking us back and forth- taking control of my movement to glide with him. "And yet," he twirled me, pulling me into his arms with my back resting against his chest once more. "You still dance for me." He turned me by my waist and reached up to hold my face. "And you just can't stop, can you?" ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ She knows what he is, What he represents. And he knows exactly how to make her forget. Three who lost something precious. One their mind, one their faith, and one their body. Each died to themselves, reborn as monsters. Such beautiful-ugly little monsters... and they can never go back to the innocence they lost. Because that's what Wake does. They strip you until you are raw. Remake you into who they can use. And once they have it all... There is no further use for you.