Goodbye for now

Hello to whoever might read this! It's me, Karo!

It's been a very long time...

I see this blog collecting lots of dust, and some notifications of amazing people still visiting my blog and leaving notes and reblogging some of my fics!

Thank you to those people and to the ones who stuck with me for a very long time, you made everything better!

Now I have to be honest: I stopped watching RvB a long time ago, I don't know anything about new seasons or characters, nor I'm involved in the fandom anymore, sometimes I just stick with the memories I have from my favorite episodes or the nostalgia that I feel, but that's really about it.

Now, I think this blog is turning like 7 years old this year, and it has been a long ride since then, now I'm an adult with a lot more responsibilities than I had seven years ago and I sometimes barely even have time to dedicate to my interests and hobbies and much less to write or even rewatch RvB which sometimes makes me sad because it used to bring me comfort.

I hope one day I can have the time to sit down and write to my heart's content, but for now, I have to say goodbye to this blog.

Thank you if you stuck with me all throughout the years! It makes me deliriously happy to know that people still enjoy my work and I'm sorry I can't keep going on with it, I truly wish I could, but I hope I can be back one day and deliver some quality fics.

I won't be deactivating this blog, so please do know that I leave it open in case anyone wishes to keep reading and visiting the blog. So I still invite you to check out my Masterlist

Thank you very much <3

Fill my tl with lovely stories for I cannot get enough ;w;

Lov u

It really fills me with joy whenever I get a notif from this blog.

Holy shit its still as popular as back in the day, I'm really happy I got people re-reading my works.

AND WE GOT QUEER-BAITED????

"𝕀 𝕒𝕞 𝕥𝕙𝕖 ℙ𝕣𝕚𝕟𝕔𝕖 𝕠𝕗 𝕥𝕙𝕚𝕤 𝕂𝕚𝕟𝕘𝕕𝕠𝕞... 𝕋𝕙𝕖 𝕂𝕀ℕ𝔾𝔻𝕆𝕄 𝕆𝔽 𝔻𝔸ℝ𝕂ℕ𝔼𝕊𝕊."

Hi! I do sometimes! It depends on the world count, the theme and how available I am.

Sometimes it is!

HC: Crushing on someone

Characters: Locus

Rating: General.

Word count: 259 words

Warning/s: None

Author note: Yes, I am back from my yearly hiatus. I came out from my cave only to catch the virus and go back to bed wishing the sweet embrace of Death. God, I am your strongest soldier, please fuck off and let me write my fanfiction requests in peace. 

By the way, Happy New Years to everyone who has stuck with me! <3 Mommy loves you all and wishes all of your happiness and wishes to come to you. 

He is very weird about ‘crushing’ on someone; he doesn’t even know how it happens.

Quoting my dear Eliza Schuyler from Hamilton: The Musical: “Then you walked in and my heart went, "Boom!"

He is very likely to obsess over every little detail without realizing until someone else –Felix- points out that he is being a weirdo.

“They wore their boots too lose during lunch, what if they have been not feeling motivated enough. I should change their schedule so they can have five more minutes of recreational time.”

“Sam, what the actual fuck.”

He tries to make excuses to frequent the same places; he’d change his own schedule to train at the same time of the day or go to “supervise” your work area.

He also tries to put you on his squad for missions as an excuse to have you near, he plays it off as needing your ‘abilities on the field’.

Sometimes finds that thinking of his crush is taking a lot of space in his head and it bothers him.

His crush probably notices he is crushing on them but there’s some confusion since they are confused over why big scary ol’ Locus is breathing on their neck so suddenly.

He probably needs a lot of help with sorting out his feelings.

Not the greatest when it comes to try to make conversations about common interests.

Nightly Snack

Pairing: Dexter Grif x Red! Reader

Rating: General

Word count: 533 words

Warning/s: None

Author Note: Ironically, this was written at 2 am during one of my multiple mental breakdowns.

Prompt/s: #23 I don’t care that it’s 2 am, we need pie.

Lately you had become the resident chef for Red Team since Lopez still insisted on serving motor oil for breakfast. Your newfound cooking skills amazed your team when you decided to try your luck in the kitchen and you managed to cook something that reminded the boys of home and was better than the military rations.

Cooking could be exhausting, though, if it were not that Donut also lent you a hand, but you still had to deal with Grif.

Now, you wanted to punch him in the face as hard as you could when you felt him poking at your sides, trying to get you to wake up while calling your name.

“Grif…” You groaned, covering yourself with the bedsheets. “Its 2 am, fuck off.”

“I don’t care that it’s 2 am, we need pie.” Grif whined, now shaking your body insistently until you had to sit up to turn up the light of your room.

“Why do you want pie?” You asked, rubbing your eyes to try and scare the tiredness away.

“I’m hungry, duh.”

“Donut made cookies last night.”

“He gave half of the batch to Blue gang, I ate the rest. I want pie.”

Dragging yourself out of the bed with a loud sigh, you asked, “Should I be worried this is an alien baby pregnancy induced craving?”

“Ew”

You and Grif headed straight to the kitchen, dragging your feet you felt like you could barely stand up.

The lights flickered and you shut your eyes tight at the brightness and the sudden loud voices ringing in your ear.

“Happy birthday!” They screamed.

When you opened your eyes you could see that all of your friends were there, Lopez was the one holding a…decent looking cake.

“It’s two in the morning.” You said with a straight face, thinking about just turning on your heels and go back to sleep or to give in despite it was so early.

“It’s not; we hacked your data-pad and deactivated all alarms.” Simmons smiled at you, showing you the screen of his own data-pad that it was actually late in the morning.

“Wait, who made the cake? Please tell me it doesn’t have moldy bread and motor oil ganache.”

“De hecho, estúpido Grif lo hizo. Hizo explotar horno estúpidamente.”

At Lopez words, Donut let out a sentimental sob, “Lopez speeches always make me want to cry.”

With a sigh, you let your heart overflow, deciding it was best to smile and punch Grif in the face later. You relaxed and thanked your teammates for the surprise as you all moved to gather on the table.

Grif took a seat next to you.

“I’m surprised you actually made this.” You chuckled, watching as Donut cut the cake in perfect pieces while still trying to ignore the burnt smell lingering in the air.

“It actually took a lot of trial and error and burning the oven, so you better enjoy it.” He laid his heavy hand over your head, ruffling your already messy bedhead and gifting you a small smile from his lips.

Hello! If you heard about the massive hacking that went through Wattpad just a few days ago you probably know what happened :c

I’ve been inactive on Wattpad for quite some time because it was overwhelming to me and my mental health, but I left my works out for everyone who still enjoyed reading. 

But because of this hacking thing, my account was one of the ones affected by this, so I decided to change my passwords and protect myself by completely erasing my account this time.