Iwrotethisalongtimeago cerita

"It's... Been a while since I've thought about this experience, and who could blame me, the fear and terror we were put through. When someone mentions that house, I can't help but feel as if I'm there again. All the horror and sadness of it all feels as if it is happening then and there. Recently, I found my journal. Oh God, I thought I had thrown that away just months after we had escaped from that house... I thought it'd be good for my blog, you know? Still, that did not help my case. Still... I have that contract. Every time I see it, I stare at one signature.... Feli-Kun's. Sure, I was eager to sign it back then, to break out of my inferiority complex. Apparently not eager enough, though..."

{{ALSO POSTED ON AO3, I POSTED IT A WHILE AGO-}} It's quiet.. too quiet.. That's all that came to mind when Aspen became aware of their surroundings. The only noise they could hear was running water, which they assumed was a creek, and the light breeze. (unsure of it's needed but just in case) QUICK TW/CW// Death Mention(I think), some Swearing, Hospitals (it's not for long)

An unnamed reader struggles with preparing for an oncoming hurricane, knowing it might be the last thing she does.

A bit of a mind fuck

Cover Credit: Anette Bengtsson on The Art Inside I wrote this quite a while ago and I'm happy to be putting it out here. Peter comes home after a long night of patrol. He's beaten but it's not bad. It still brings a soft smile to Y/n's face as she takes care of his injuries. Thankfully, Peter is uninjured enough to smile back and spare some positive energy.

Idk I wrote sum of this a long time ago and I just remembered that I had it somewhere lol