Don't Tell Anyone: Lumity

Amity pursed her lips. “I didn’t come from the healthiest of homes, Luz.” 

“I wouldn’t of known,” Luz whispered. “Is that why you came to live with your aunt?” 

Amity inhaled sharply. “I, uh? Kinda. I mean, Eda isn’t my real aunt. But she did save me. It’s all complicated.” 

“I’m here to listen,” Luz put her hand over Amity’s. “If you want to talk about it.” 

“I don’t want to burden you, Luz. I can tell you have your own stuff going on,” Amity tried her best not to look at Luz’s arms. Her sleeves hadn’t rolled up, but once Amity even glanced at it for a second, Luz seemed to understand. 

“I’m alright, really,” Luz whispered. “No need to worry about me.” 

“I wont push you,” Amity said. “But if you need anything, anything, you can message me. I’ll come over, find you, whatever you need. Call me even.” 

Luz slumped in her seat and crossed her arms, almost as if she was challenging Amity to something. “Same to you.” 

Amity smiled. “I’ll promise to come to you if you promise to do the same to me.” Luz’s guard fell. “I promise I’ll do my best, I really do. It’s just…hard, to be honest about anything with people. And please…don’t worry anyone else with this stuff. Like, my stuff. Don’t…like, tell anyone. That I’m not okay. Because I am.”

Sneak peak for the Boiling Isles Protection Program. Chapter for this week! Coming to you all Friday at 6pm! Chapters 1 - 8 are up now!

You can find the fic by clicking this hyperlink: https://archiveofourown.org/works/44569810/chapters/112111843

not a good witch, not even a good person

a single chap lumity fic

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There was a layer of herself she stopped people from reaching, because she knew it was just too much. Too strange. Too Luz. She overwhelmed herself often, and she couldn't even imagine what seeing the deepest her would do to a normal person. Or even worse, a good person. A person who was not, and would never be, alone. A person like Amity.

or,

Luz Noceda struggles with the reality that she is a good person.

Darius opened the door with dread of the mess he already knew was inside after all Hunter was FULL of suprises. As soon as he stepped inside, his eyes went wide with shock at the sight he saw. Hunter was standing by the sofa, looking dazed and clutching at a thick bundle of gauze in his hands. The sofa had bloodstains

all across it, and a few on the floor. It was obvious Hunter had been trying to patch himself up After well, who knows, Hunter seemed to notice Darius and quickly perked up, setting the gauze down to wave calmly towards Darius. "HEY Darius ! I'm so sorry Ill make sure to clean it up!" Hunter said hurriedly, trying to placate him. "I didn't get anything on the really nice carpet we bought last week. I knew the sofa was a lost cause since I stumbled into it, but I would never stain your new carpet Darius. And even the sofa, going by the material it's made of, I'm sure I can clean it all off too, trust me." Darius stood frozen in the doorway, taking in the scene before him. Hunter's words seemed to sink in and he felt himself crumple in on himself "OH DARIUS" Hunter ran over to him "I'm sorry i promise I will fix the couch!" Hunter says "Its... Not that little prince..." Darius mutters "are you ok?!" He says standing up with concern "we should get a doctor Mabye..." he added "it's ok Darius! I don't feel pain anymore" Hunter said casually and Darius stared at him with pity and concern all the years of Belos's abuse and being the golden guard had not only his mentl Health but his physical as well. Darius took a few deep breaths before speaking. "I know you said you don't feel pain anymore, but what about the other effects of being injured?" He asked softly. Hunter sighed and nodded "I'm still a bit light headed and exhausted, but nothing that won't go away in time. As you can see I'm still alive, so everything is going to be alright." Hunter tried to smile but it was weak and it didn't reach his eyes. Darius stepped forward and wrapped his arms around Hunter in a tight hug. It felt awkward as Hunter initially stiffened, but gradually he relaxed into it. Darius sighed and whispered into Hunter's ear "That's good to hear, let's make sure you take proper care of yourself from now on." As he pulled away, Darius smiled and lightly ruffled Hunter's Hair.

forget therapy. ima go read about someone who has the same problems as me fall in love with someone who also has the same problems as me

Me when I realize I can't read my gay fanfiction because AO3 is down:

WE. NEED. MORE. SAPPHIC. FANFIC. ON. AO3.

please, I’m going mad.

I need my lesbians

'in my relationship I only want a guy who's 6ft and has muscles' this 'I want a girl who has a big ass and boobs' that

Nah FUCK that

I want someone to lovingly hold my face in their hands and look adoringly at me then kiss me while the fans scream and cry from happiness after waiting for 5 seasons and the old bitter white men to sit seething in their arm chairs

Ok, we all talk about enemies to lovers a lot because of the falling despite seeing the bad side first, but I feel like we’re forgetting friends to lovers can do the same thing.

Friends to lovers is falling in love with the entire person, not just their faults or their good side, or their appearance. They know each other and trust each other and fall in love because of that.

The know the faults like the enemy does. Bu they know the good side too. And all the bits in between. They fall in love with the whole person because they know the whole person.They know how they fit into their life and don’t want to live without it.

The Boiling Isles Protection Program

Looking for an awesome human realm AU? Lumity-centric? Amity POV? No Belos? Lots of Eda and Raine too? Well the Boiling Isles Protection Program is for you!

My on-going fic is about Amity being taken from a broken home to live in the human realm with Eda Clawthorne, founder of the non-profit program, The Boiling Isles Protection Program. It takes kids with no-good familys and puts them in the human realm where they can learn what it means to be loved.

So when Amity is saved from her abusive mother, Amity Blight, and ends up living with Eda Clawthorne, she's in for a journey. Especially when she meets the human living across the hallway, Luz Noceda. Follow Amity, Luz, and Eda as they all navigate the wonders of New York.

If you want to read the fic click the hyper-link here: https://archiveofourown.org/works/44569810/chapters/112111843

I am realizing that the majority of the ships I love or have ever loved are “I am sarcastic and appear standoffish sometimes but I love deeply and care deeply and maybe my love language isn’t physical affection or words of affirmation or loud grandiose things but it is in the little acts of service and experiences we share that convey how much I love you.” and then “literally disaster chaos but very well-meaning and kind person who can and will say ‘I love you’ a million times and kiss and hug because they love loudly and they see past what most people see in the one they love.” People look at them and go “how are you dating that person they’re so opposite to you?” and they smile because they match so much more than people think. And they don’t need to love in the same way to be in love with each other.

the waiting period of time for your favorite fics to update is so agonizing, ill tell you what.

full respect to those writers, but dang, it's so lonely waiting for updates.

then the spark of dopamine seeing that email notif of "x fanfic updated" like bestie you bet im gonna drop my unfinished task to go read ur masterpiece. im lovin what ur cooking over there and ive been starving.

*looks at u w my hyperfixating eyes*

(ao3, please email me abt a fic... please ao3 please...)