#krysta writes

I did not expect to write this but y'know what, we're just gonna vibe with it. And this will probably get expanded on unnecessarily .

Hello darlings! I know it’s been quite a while, and I heavily apologize! Things have been tough with my mental state, and recently my physical state as well, so it’s been holding me back from getting to all of your matchups. However, I’m going to start pushing myself, and I promise they’ll start being pumped out again in no time! There’s a huge possibility I won’t be going to school tomorrow, or even Friday, so you bet your asses I’ll try and get one or two out in the duration. I look forward to getting back into this, and once these are fulfilled the askbox will be opened!

Yes, I wrote and expanded this crack fic. No, I'm not sorry 😂😂😂.

for @lyselkatz 💜💜💜

Carl never expected this to happen. Though there was a lot Carl never expected to happen that often did happen. For one, sugar being rationed. What did it take to get some extra sugar around here?

He missed before all of this happened. He didn’t understand why sugar of all things was rationed. They weren’t going to war over sugar. But that didn’t stop Carl from finding other ways Normandy was loud. And scary. He didn't want to be there. One minute, he was crawling along the beaches of Normandy. And the next, he found himself back in 1942 in Toccoa.

Not again. This had been happening a lot lately. Carl thought it was a dream. Or maybe a nightmare. But no, it wasn't a nightmare. It was just another typical day in his life. Now, he was back at Toccoa.

And it was sweltering. No surprise there.

He didn't like Georgia all that much. It was too hot and there weren’t a lot of places to swim when they weren’t training. Most of the time, he spent his days under Sobel’s bed, trying to keep out of the way. He didn't see anyone around. Then he heard it.

Footsteps pounding against the ground like a herd. Carl knew this couldn't be good. He turned and saw Easy coming right towards him.

Carl moved as fast as he could to get out of the way. He didn’t want to get stepped on. So he hurried as best he could. But the footsteps were getting louder.

Carl was sure this wasn’t going to end well. But then he wasn’t on the ground, he was in the air. Skip had picked him up and put him in his pocket. Carl was glad he was in Skip’s pocket.

There was always stuff to keep him busy. And by busy, he meant there was plenty of stuff to hide in his shell. But Skip didn’t need to know that.

ahhh hello thank you sm for the ask 🥺🥺🥺💜💜💜

It’s overwhelming standing here. And before she realizes, she’s crying, tears falling so fast they blur her vision. And yet, at the same time, a weight lifts off her shoulders.

ahhh alienore thank you sm for the ask 🥺🥺🥺💜💜💜

“Lina Grace.” Without thinking about it, she drops the books, heads towards him. I must be dreaming. How else would this be happening?

“Eugene.” She doesn’t move at first. Instead she stands there, drinks in the sight of him after so many months of being apart. Blue eyes, so bright and full of life, meet hers from across the room. He grins back at her, expression expectant as they stand there unmoving, quiet.

(Not too late, hopefully?😊)

ahhh Katya thank you sm for the ask 🥺🥺🥺💜💜💜

It’s been a long time since she’s done this. Some nights, she’s just going to sleep as the sun comes up. She’s so mesmerized that she doesn’t hear the near constant knocking at first. Lina heads towards the door, heart beating a little faster as she grabs the umbrella propped against the wall. Hesitantly she opens the door, her face lighting up with surprise when she realizes who it is. I never thought I'd see him again. “Eugene. What are you doing here?” A shy smile tugs at her lips, The familiar sense of calm she gets being around Eugene washes over her.

It’s been ages since she’s seen him. He looks good. Happy. Relaxed even.

ahhh kelsey thank you sm for the ask 🥺🥺🥺💜💜💜.

this got very long lol because i have no impulse control 😂😂 so tis' under the cut :)

Friends!! Hello :) 

So Camp NaNo is right around the corner and I’m SO SO HYPED AHHHHHHHH!!!!! Camp NaNo is sort of a mini NaNo in a sense.  In April and July, you can set your own word goal instead of trying to write 50,000 like the main NaNo in November. 

I’ll be doing Bleeding Hearts for Camp in April and I’m super excited 🥰🥰🥰. I won’t be doing any prep for Camp since I’ve got everything outlined already.

With that, I’ve added a little section to my taglist so if you want to be tagged in Camp NaNo updates, add yourself here