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deejadabbles · 3 years

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Parkside Confessions (Yami x Reader drabble)

Due to upheavals in my personal life I’ve been unable to write much of anything for several months, so, to help get back into the swing of things I figured I’d make some presents for some people I appreciate here on tumblr. You could also say these are very very, very, very late Christmas gifts. The first one is for @readerinsertfanfiction who is not only an amazing writer and someone I admire, but also someone who wrote me a couple fantastic drabbles not long ago.

I know it’s February but I set this during spring time because I’m desperate for winter to be over before I break my ankle on ice while walking to work bc why not. I also kinda tried to give this a Not Quite Unrequited vibe while still making it it’s own thing, so hopefully you like it, Rif <3

Yugi took note of the way his brother was holding himself; arms crossed tight over his chest, eyes locked firmly on the ground, and lips pursed in a pout unlike any he had seen on Yami before. Yugi was struggling between wanting to laugh and actually feeling sympathy for his big brother.

Instead, the younger man put a comforting hand on Yami’s shoulder, “Hey, you don’t have to be so nervous! Just think of it like any other conversation, you guys have talked a million times before!”

He was glad to feel Yami’s muscles relax a little under his hand, though it only really served to make Yami start shifting his feet in a one-step dance of restlessness. Fidgeting was rare sign in Yami and Yugi fully started to appreciate how shot his nerves must be.

“But this isn’t just any other conversation, Aibou,” Yami muttered and if the sounds of nature in the park were any louder, Yugi might not have heard him. “I’ve practiced what I might say in my mind for over a week, yet I still feel no more prepared to say it face to face than I did two weeks ago.”

That made sense, Yami always did his best thinking on his feet. He was amazing at plans and strategies, but this wasn’t exactly the same as putting good card combinations in your Duel Monster’s deck.

Yugi felt his lips curl into a frown as he turned and peeked out from behind the line of trees they were conveniently settled behind. As always when the weekend weather was nice (and the gang had no plans to hang out) you were there, enjoying the outdoors as you worked on your tablet. Your usual bench was a bit isolated from the main part of the park, set off in the grass some ways away from the play ground and flat field others frolicked through. It was also surrounded by a spattering of trees, so a thick umbrella of leaves protected you from the sun, though your favorite hat did that job well enough. This was the third time Yami had passed through the park when you were here- only to powerwalk passed you without so much as a wave or awkward hello, despite his previous intentions of stealing some one-on-one time with you.

Living up to the ‘ray of positivity’ title his friend’s bestowed upon him, Yugi quickly though of a solution to get Yami over there and under those trees with you. “Okay, new plan. What ever you’ve been practicing in your head- forget it, throw it out!”

Yami finally lifted his eyes from the uneven grass to blink at him, “What?”

Yugi grabbed his brother by the arm and started tugging, “You always come up with your best plans in the spur of the moment, so stop overthinking what you’re going to say and just go over there! It’ll come to you when you need it, I’m sure!” Yami’s eyes went wide as Yugi actually started (gently) shoving him in the direction of your spot.

“Aibou, I-”

“No buts!”

“I didn’t say but!”

“Just get over there!”

Another shove with surprising strength behind it and Yami was stumbling out into the open. You hadn’t noticed, him being too far away and you too engrossed in your tablet. Yami stood frozen, like a cat caught climbing the curtains, until he let out a breath and stood straighter. That literal push was helpful, and just like other points in his life, Yami found strength in his brother’s encouragement. He could do this, it wasn’t like talking to you was anything new! It would be fine if he could forget the fact that this was the only time you two had spent alone...and push exactly why he was wanting to talk with you alone to the back of his mind.

Yami watched your bench for a moment, felt himself smile at how at peace you looked. When the breeze picked up and swept through the park, he saw the way it caught and lifted the strands of your hair. Your eyes closed against nature’s intrusion as you tucked some flowing strands behind your ear and Yami felt something warm and fluttering swell in his chest at the almost cinematic sight. That bubbly heat wasn’t new to him, he had actually grown quite accustomed to it the last few weeks. Warmth clawing up his neck and face when you smiled at him, head feeling light and stupid the few times he managed to get a laugh from you, how he wanted bury himself in the moments where you talked about your passions with that look in your eyes. All of these were signs even he couldn’t ignore.

He had tried, gods had he tried, but he hadn’t managed it for long, he couldn’t. Couldn’t deny the way his eyes followed you like a smitten school boy, or how he scowled in disappointment (and perhaps a drop of jealousy) when he couldn’t snatch the seat next to you, nor how he longed for you to look back at him with similar feelings hidden in your gaze.

With another deep breath, Yami finally moved his feet in something other than nervous fidgeting. He could practically feel Yugi’s eyes on his back as he took strong and sure strides towards you. He passed a young couple on a walk as his mind worked through encouraging words. He tucked his hand in his pockets for a bit of security when he thought of how you would look up at him and greet him in your usually fashion. He took more calming breaths as even that mild imagery made his face heat up. He was closing in on you now, all he had to do was call out and wave and he would be one step closer to everything he had been planning and-

And without breaking stride Yami spun on his heel in a sharp U turn, stormed for a few hot-faced paces, and planted his butt firmly on a bench that was definitely not yours.

He was staring forcefully at the ground again, lips tight in annoyance, and fists clenched over his knees so tight the knuckles were already whitening. He knew he heard Yugi’s voice carried to him on the wind, but at the moment his mind was too busy scolding his love-struck cowardice.

Back in their hiding spot, Yugi huffed, wishing his beloved brother was in reach for a good shaking. “For the love of...”

Now, Yugi was not usually one for acting on impulse, but seeing his brother look so frustratingly hesitant made him act on the first plan that came to mind. Yami just needed a little push, that’s all.

Yugi ran out into the field, put his hands around his mouth like a megaphone, and in the best possible impersonation of his brother’s baritone he could muster, he yelled your name.

On the lonely bench, Yami’s heart sank when he heard a voice (trying to sound like his??) shout your name so loudly it carried across he park. His head snapped up in time to see Yugi retreating back to their previous hiding spot, darting out of sight- but not before the young man flashed him a thumbs up.

A few choice words to hurl at his brother ran through his mind, before Yami heard the voice that made a fresh wave of bubbly heat start in his chest.

“Yami? Is that you?”

Taking an almost audible gulp, Yami turned his head towards you sitting not far across the field. He prayed his dark skin would hide the blush he knew was scorching his face.

“Hello,” the tone was flat and awkward as he lifted his hand in an equally awkward gesture.

You didn’t seem to mind, or maybe you did and were trying to spare him further embarrassment, because you nodded in greeting with a half smile. “I wasn’t expecting to see you here.”

“I was- I” Yami cleared his throat in a hurry, “I was just taking a walk.” Somehow through the haze of panic and mortification he managed to stand up and start walking towards you. Of course he noted how his legs felt like jelly and his stride was likely very odd looking as he closed the distance. “I see you’re enjoying the nice day,” he observed, scrambling for any start to a conversation.

You nodded, “Just until it gets too hot anyway, we won’t have many more cool day like this with summer getting closer.”

“Right. I’m sure Anzu will try to get us to go to the water park when it gets hot.”

When you huffed in bemused laughter he felt some of his tension ease, especially when you said, “Probably, so I’m definitely going to enjoy the spring days while I can. Hey, you want to sit down?”

He found his lips lifting in a smile as you scooted over a bit and patted the newly freed spot beside you. He took it, glad to give his jelly legs a rest, though they were getting better with every passing moment.

“What are you working on? If you don’t mind me asking.”

And just like that you two fell into easy conversation. It didn’t take long for Yami to forget that he was alone with you for the first time, in a nice private setting. Rather it felt like any other day: you and the rest of the gang coming over for an anime marathon, all of you going to the arcade, or playing Monster World at Ryou’s house. It was...simple. Well, almost, but it was getting easier with every word and sentence.

Of course, he eventually realized that the words to tell you the deeper things in his heart weren’t coming, like Yugi thought they would. Yami wasn’t even able to conjure up the speech he had planned when he took a second to think about it.

Then again, maybe it just wasn’t the right time. Maybe this was all he needed for now. Some time between the two of you, one on one. Something simple, though no less special. Something to help ease him into the things he wanted to say someday.

Yes, this was more than enough right now. He could tell you those deeper feelings held in his heart another day, right now he was more than content to sit by your side and enjoy your smile, your voice, and your company.

#atem x reader #yami x reader #ygo x reader #ygo #yugioh

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writing-red · 4 years

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Like Father Like Daughter

Father! Remus x Daughter! Reader

Also Reader x Oliver Wood, but lightly, a couple kisses xx

Authors note: I SUCK at time, years, and counting, I do not know what the deal is in 1975 in the HP universe so please please excuse that, merci lovely reader. Also! This was requested over a year ago although, as we know that’s about how long it takes me to write shit.

Request: Remus having a 7th year prefect daughter and not knowing until he teaches her?

Summary: Set during POA

Warnings: ANGST and daddy issues! Death! Bc I like trauma

Word Count: 1.9k

After an incredibly eventful train ride to school, and ensuring that Harry and his friends were okay, Remus hurried up to the headmaster's office. As it was his first year teaching there, and considering all that was going on with Sirius Black Dumbledore scheduled a meeting with the new professor.

“I don’t anticipate it will be an easy year, but no year here is ever easy or simple. Especially since Harry arrived on campus,” Dumbledore said.

“It was nice to see him again, he’s gotten so old, and he looks so much like James,” Remus said, melancholy lacing his voice.

“The boy could use some good positive reinforcement from somebody who knew his parents so personally. Please, do not share information regarding Sirius, I would rather not bring him down. Instead, I would prefer he focuses on his studies. Especially since we have such a talented Defense Against the Dark Arts professor this year,” Dumbledore said.

“Of course, now is that all for now?” Remus asked as he gathered his things, wanting to spend some time on the grounds before the student's arrival.

“Yes, I’m sure you’ll enjoy this year. I believe you’ll be pleasantly surprised by what Hogwarts has to offer.”

“I’m sorry?” He asked, pausing to look at the headmaster, confused by his statement on the school.

“Oh nothing,” Dumbledore said with one of his signature winks.

Remus smiled, unsure how else to respond. “Well, I’ll see you at the feast later tonight.”

“Certainly,” Dumbledore said, seemingly having forgotten about his odd statement, already focusing on something on his desk.

Meanwhile, Y/n went along with her boyfriend, Oliver Wood to the feast.

“I wonder what kind of crazy shit will happen this year,” you said, thinking aloud.

“Maybe we’ll get a somewhat normal year for once,” he proposed, hopefully. “And a good bloody season.”

“At Hogwarts?” You retorted. “Impossible. And of course you’ll have a good season, you’re the best damn quidditch player I’ve ever seen.”

Despite a bit of red flushing his cheeks, Wood brushed off the comment. “I wonder who this years Defense Against the Dark Arts professor is.”

“I haven’t heard anything,” she said with a shrug.

“Well we’ll see,” he said and gave her a kiss on the cheek. “Enjoy your feast with Weasley.”

You smiled back at him, “Oh I will, it’s a promise.” you said before splitting, as you went to go meet with Percy Weasley, and Dumbledore before the feast's official start.

The feast went as normal for Y/n, she was mostly preoccupied with seeing friends she hadn’t seen since the last school year ended, and her head girl duties. Being a Gryffindor she felt that the year would present some challenges, considering the difficulties her house had caused in the past two years. Y/n had nothing against Harry Potter, in fact she was quite fond of him, having tutored him in a couple of subjects. Although, she understood the trouble he and his friends were fond of.

Remus on the other hand was unnerved at the announcement of the Head Girls last name, La Rosa. Her being Head Girl meant she was a seventh year, meaning she must have been born in 1976. The math happened in his head faster than Remus would like to admit. Remus absolutely knew a La Rosa in 1975 who managed a disappearing act after a couple of months together, and a small scare of sorts. Although, he brushed off the arithmetic, and Dumbledore’s dubious wink with a large swig of wine, which earned him a judgemental scoff from Snape.

Eventually, of course, the feast ended and the tired first years returned to their rooms while friends and couples reunited, and Filch stalked the halls with Mrs. Norris close behind.

Both Remus and Y/n’s day started off with breakfast in the Great Hall as each had a first period in their schedule. Y/n’s day kicked off with charms, and ended with Defense Against the Dark Arts. She ate breakfast with Oliver and a couple of their friends, yet left early enough so that the two could walk to class together without him being late. They had a couple of classes together but knew that as the year went on their other half would respectively get quite busy.

Y/n was having a fantastic first day, excited for lunch she made her way from the Towers to the Hall, which was abuzz with talk of “Professor Lupin.”

“He let us do actual magic in class!” you heard one third year exclaim with a great deal of excitement.

“I’m just glad he didn’t prattle on about his book deal for the entire period,” some Ravenclaw said to their friend which made Y/n laugh.

“How was Snape?” Wood asked as you sat down next to him, he had sent a couple of letters over summer bragging about how he wouldn’t be taking Potions, and she was.

“The same, angry that he isn’t teaching DADA, now I’m more intrigued by this Professor Lupin,” you responded.

“Merlin, Y/n, it’s the only bloody thing I’ve heard all day!”

“I heard someone earlier say, ‘I’m glad he didn’t brag about his book deal through the whole class.’” You responded with a giggle.

“I can’t believe they ever hired that man,” Wood said with a snort.

With that the two of you started lunch, your friends Ethel and Roberto joining you only a little while into the block.

You had a couple of classes and a free period from the time spanning between lunch and when you finally got to step into Professor Lupin’s class. The buzz about the new Defense Against the Dark Arts teacher. had turned into a roar in just a few hours.

Despite being early you were not the first student in the class. It being a seventh-year course there were only eight of you taking the class, and there were already five of your peers sitting at desks. One of which being your boyfriend who had saved you a seat near the front of the class.

“You are late La Rosa,” he rudely teased as you set your things down and sat next to him.

“You know I can go find another seat, right?” As if on cue the last of your classmates filed in and filled the last couple of seats.

“Can you?” He asked with a goofy smile plastered over his face.

“Well Weasley owes me a favor and I’m sure you’d love to sit next to him for the whole three hour period.” “Oh that’s just cruel sweetheart.” Before you could retort your new professor walked into the room, immeadiatley silencing the class. Oftentimes the last class of the day meant students were groggy, and had shorter attention spans than usual, but this class was on high alert.

“Good afternoon, let’s go ahead and introduce ourselves however you deem fit. My name is Remus Lupin, and I am clearly your Defense Against the Dark Arts instructor this year, any questions?”

In response you along with a couple of your peers shook your head ‘no’.

“Fantastic, let’s go ahead and start with our Head Boy, if you could introduce yourself sir?”

Percy excitedly introduced himself to the class, not failing to make the new professor aware of his many, many achievements, after him a slytherin you had a strong level of distaste for, and on it went until you were left as the last student to introduce herself.

“My name is Y/f/n Y/m/n La Rosa, I want to write spell books once I leave Hogwarts, my favorite Quidditch team is Puddlemere, and my favorite food is milk chocolate although I’ve been told chocolate isn’t a food I disagree.” “I have to take your side Miss. La Rosa, chocolate is in fact a food, and deserves its own damn food group,” Lupin shot you a smile, then looked around at the small class. “I feel like you should all be writing down that your professors favorite food is chocolate for when you have to impress me at the end of the year.”

Remus was genuinely confused by Y/n’s presence. He had decent intuition and something about the seventh year was throwing him off, and it wasn’t bad which honestly only confused him more. He decided it would be better to get ahead of it in order to not let his thoughts ruin his teaching.

“Well that’s it, class is over. Miss La Rosa if you wouldn’t mind staying after class for just a moment?” “Of course professor,” you said.

“Ooh in trouble already?” Oliver said and gave you a peck to which you rolled your eyes. “I’ll see you in the common room later love.” “Don’t forget our meeting tonight Y/n,” Percy said as he sauntered out the room which earned a second eye roll from you.

Even though it didn’t take long, it felt like an eternity for the room to clear. All of a sudden your throat was in your heart, or, something. Whatever it was something was happening.

“I know this is going to come off as odd but I have an important question,” Lupin said, his eyes kind, no sense of a reprimand coming.

“Sure Professor, what is it?”

“What’s your mothers name?”

You figured he noticed your last name, and had maybe worked with your mum.

“Marie Dulcinea La Rosa,” you said. “Why?”

Remus’ mind started racing at a million miles an hour. “Did she attend Ilvermorny?” “Yes, is everything alright?” “I’m sorry dear, just two more questions.”

You responded with a single nod.

“Did your mother ever tell you who your father is, and are you a werewolf?”

A look of shock crossed your face and you clutched your bag. “I’m not supposed to answer that question professor.” “Y/n, I am, I also dated a Marie La Rosa in 1975, that same Marie attended Ilvermorny.”

“Are you trying to insinuate-”

“Yes.”

You walked out of the classroom as fast as your feet could carry you. You weren’t quite sure where you were going but you were crying and you wanted to be as far away from Remus Lupin as possible and your mind was far to occupied to think up a destination. Somehow that destination ended up being Dumbledore’s office, which by some means was open to you.

“You must have known, you know everything.” Not the best choice of words but it seemed to get the point across.

“That Professor Lupin is your father? Yes dear I did happen to know that.”

“And how long have you known that?” “Since the year you were born, Y/n, your mother and father both fought in the war and your mother came to me when she was pregnant with you. She didn’t want your father to know because she wanted him to stay and fight when she couldn’t. She wanted to raise you away from the war but she couldn’t ask him to abandon the cause.” “Does he know that she’s dead?” “No I am afraid that he doesn’t.” “Marie is dead?”

You turned to see Remus Lupin standing in the entrance of the office. He was distressed and had clealry followed you to the headmasters office.

You gave a curt nod to answer his question.

“Y/n, I am so sorry, I didn’t know, I shouldn’t have ever let your mother think that I would value anything over her and you.”

“You have to know how hard it is growing up a werewolf with absoluetly no help. With no one to help you through your first transition, with no one to tell you that everything’s going to be okay. Then on top of that growing up thinking that you were nothing to your father, and losing your mum at 14?”

Remus reached into his pocket and pulled out a mostly intact chocolate bar and held it out, towards his daughter.

“Let me fix it? Please.” It was a plea, and a kind request, an apology, all tied up in a chocolate bar.

#i cried while writing this #accidental angst #Remus Lupin #harry potter fanfiction #oliver wood x reader #werewolf #remus lupin dad

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seanfalco · 4 years

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I am loving you and Kat’s Punk!AU fics!! If it is okay, could you write Valdo x Aevryn’s wedding please? I bet it was quite a fun one!! 🙈 🤣

Fandom: The Witcher Pairing: Valdo Marx x oc (Aevryn Swift) Word Count: 2585 Rating: G Tag list: @ficsandcatsandficsandcats @nevadawolfe @magic-multicolored-miracle @coffee-and-stories @whatevermonkey a/n: Thank you so much for this request. I had a lot of thoughts about their wedding, so hopefully it wasn’t too all over the place. I might make a separate post with more in depth headcanons bc honestly there’s so much I didn’t end up writing lol;;;

“How many people are out there?” you asked in hushed awe, your eyes bulging as you glanced out at the sea of people seated across the garden’s lawn in white chairs, decorated in Valdo and Aevryn’s colours: black, emerald, and gold.

“Uhm… I’m not sure,” Aev muttered, somewhat distractedly, sparing an anxious glance at the crowd of guests, most of whom she didn’t even know, but who her parents and Valdo’s had insisted needed to be there, especially since they hadn’t gotten their way with the wedding ceremony -- wanting a traditional Catholic wedding despite their childrens’ lack of religious beliefs.

The sun shone cheerily down over Kensington Gardens while fluffy cheerful clouds peppered the expanse of pale blue sky and a pleasant breeze took the edge off the summer heat. Aevryn couldn’t have asked for a better day to marry her best friend and man of her dreams, so why was she suddenly so nervous? She’d been imagining this day for so long with nothing but excitement in her heart, but now as she paced under the shade of the ivy tunnel she was certain of nothing.

“Hey, how’s Aev doing?” Yennefer asked, her voice pitched low as she came up behind you, her violet eyes flicking over to the bride.

“Uhh… I think she’s starting to freak out a bit,” you whispered back, watching Aevryn continue to pace, her hands twisting anxiously in her skirts.

“Shit,” Yennefer muttered, heaving a sigh as she swept past you to attempt to calm her friend; her emerald skirt swishing around her legs. “Hey Aev, what’s going on? Is something the matter?”

“What if he changes his mind, Yen? What if something happens and-and, look I know I’m being ridiculous,” she cut in with a scowl, frustration plain on her face, “but I’m suddenly very scared. I mean, look at all those people! This suddenly feels so real and Gods I’m shaking now. What if he changes his mind?”

Yennefer threw you a look and you hurried over, placing a comforting hand on Aevryn’s back, patting her soothingly.

“Hey, come on now, we’re talking about Valdo Marx here, he is not going to change his mind about you, of all things,” Yen assured her and you nodded in agreement.

“Yennefer’s right, I mean, he’s loved you since you were kids. He’s loved you nearly his whole life. This is just… jitters. Stage fright,” you explained, hoping your words would help.

Aevryn nodded shakily, as if wanting to believe you both. “Yeah, yeah, you’re right,” she murmured, twisting her engagement ring around her finger. “I just wish… ugh, I wish I could talk to him...”

“Uhhh,” Yennefer hesitated. Luckily she didn’t have to think of an answer as Jaskier approached, the crunch of gravel beneath his shoes announcing his presence and Aevryn’s head snapped up, her expression warring between relief and worry.

“Jask!” she gasped, enveloping him in a tight hug from which he shot you a reassuring grin as he squeezed her before stepping back.

“You look stunning,” he exclaimed, taking in his friend’s creme and gold gown, complete with flower crown perched on her somewhat wrangled mess of hair.

“Thank you,” she murmured, waving the complement away impatiently. “How’s V? Is everything alright? Is he freaking out too?”

“Please reassure her,” Yennefer cut in, planting her hands on her hips. “She’s turning into a hot mess here and if she’ll listen to anyone, it’s you, Pankratz.”

“Actually, I came as a messenger,” Jaskier explained, his lips twisting somewhat in displeasure at the thought of being relegated to an errand boy, but the expression was quickly wiped from his face as you came to stand at his side, smiling up at him. “Valdo wanted you to read this.” He pulled a small folded sheet from his breast pocket to hand to Aev.

She took the paper and unfolded it, her sea green eyes quickly traveling over Valdo’s neat scrawl before a smile tugged at her lips which she quickly covered with her hand.

“What does it say?” you asked, curiosity getting the better of you. The other two looked just as inquisitive, though they were trying hard not to show it.

“Oh, you know V. He’s waxing poetic, as usual, but he’s excited to see me,” she murmured, cheeks flushing slightly. “He said he can’t wait to marry me. That he’s been waiting all his life for this day. Stupid romantic idiot,” she muttered fondly, folding the paper up and slipping it into her bodice, next to her heart. “Jask, can you give him a reply for me?”

Your boyfriend rolled his eyes but nodded. “I guess,” he sighed, ruining it with a grin. “Is it not enough that I was coerced into being Valdo’s Best Man? Oww!” he yelped as Aevryn punched his arm.

“Jaskier,” she warned, proceeding to jab her finger in his face. “Have I told you how much I appreciate you doing that for him?” she exclaimed, quickly penning a response to her fiance’s letter. “I know you would have rather been my Man of Honour, but V just doesn’t have a lot of close friends…”

“I know, I know,” he relented. “You know I’d do anything for you, Aev. And Valdo’s not... as bad as he used to be,” he admitted begrudgingly under his breath.

“I know,” she replied, smiling softly as she handed her paper to Jaskier to deliver. “Thank you Jask.”

“I’ll see you soon,” he quipped, “and don’t worry, everything’s gunna be perfect, you’ll see!” Flashing his most charming smile at the three of you he quickly turned to hurry back to where the groom and Geralt were gathered.

You turned back to the bride to find her rereading the scrap of paper from her husband to be, smiling softly though her lips trembled slightly with emotion.

—

The look on Valdo’s face as Aevryn’s father walked with her down the aisle was most definitely the highlight of the ceremony. You’d never seen Valdo look so enraptured -- his emerald eyes misting over as he shook with silent sobs. Completely overcome with emotion, his curls bounced slightly and a wide grin broke over his face as Aev stopped in front of him, taking his hand and looking equally as emotional; a single tear rolling down her cheek which he quickly wiped away.

The second most memorable moment was the kiss -- Valdo dipping Aev low without hesitation as she kissed him back just as enthusiastically to the deafening applause and cries from the crowd; your own voice joining the celebration as you caught Jaskier’s eye across the aisle. He looked so happy for his friend that it made your own heart ache with joy, honoured to have been part of their day.

Hands twined tightly together Aevryn and Valdo led the crowd to the reception area, not a far walk away; tables and chairs set up under several tall airy tents strung with hundreds of flickering fairy lights. The dining tables were set with the finest place settings in gold and emerald, and elegant centerpieces of geometric terrariums held beautiful arrangements of succulents. The sight was breathtaking and you joined the couple at the head table, seated next to Jaskier.

—

“You ready for our first dance, love?” Valdo asked, leaning in close to whisper in Aevryn’s ear and she blanched slightly as her eyes swept over the crowd of attendants, which had only seemed to grow after the reception had begun. She caught sight of several influential people and a handful of celebrities and other musicians -- no doubt signed to her father’s and father-in-law’s music label, and swallowed slowly.

“I suppose,” she murmured and Valdo noticed her trepidation.

“Don’t think about them. Just keep your eyes on me, okay?” he murmured, brushing a kiss to her jaw. “Besides, by the time we begin you’ll only have eyes for me anyway.” The smirk he directed her had her tilting her head curiously.

“What are you planning?” she asked, narrowing her eyes at him fondly; excitement radiating off her.

“You’ll just have to see,” he replied, pausing to glance out at the guests that were clinking enthusiastically on their glasses, his smirk only growing before he captured her lips with his, giving the audience what they wanted.

Soon Aev was positioned in the seat of honour, unable to completely banish her radiant smile as Valdo took the small raised stage, slinging his guitar over his dark emerald tux while Vicious Mockery joined him.

“Before we begin our first dance, I decided I wanted to set the mood by serenading my beautiful wife,” Valdo explained into the microphone to the excited murmur of the guests, though his emerald eyes never left Aevryn. “To back me up are her closest friends, the band, Vicious Mockery. Aev, this one’s for you. Always and forever.”

Turning away from the microphone Valdo looked to Jaskier. “Thank you,” he murmured softly and Jaskier nodded, a sincere grin flashing across his face before they began playing, Valdo’s eyes once more seeking out his wife. As he began to sing for her she began to cry, tears slipping down her face, one hand coming up to clutch at her throat as the other covered her mouth until Valdo jumped down to join her for their dance, his arms circling her and pulling her close; fitting together like two matching puzzle pieces.

True to his words she didn’t even notice the eyes of their guests on them as they slowly circled the floor, her forehead pressed to his as he murmured affirmations of his love for her; more couples joining them on the dancefloor as the song transitioned.

The night wound on and the moon rose overhead, joined by the twinkling of stars in the clear inky expanse above while the Swift-Marx party raged on, certainly not slowing anytime soon. Aevryn danced with more people than she could count -- sharing a meaningful moment with her own father and then Valdo’s (whom she’d known since childhood and who already felt like a second father to her anyway), before Jaskier cut in, twirling her around the floor, a giant grin on his face.

“Did you ever think in a million years you’d be here?” Jask asked, leaning in conspiratorially, while across the floor from them Valdo was dancing with [Y/N], making pleasant small talk.

“What do you mean? Partying it up at Kensington Palace? No,” Aev replied with laughter, her eyes flashing mischievously, knowing what he meant.

“No, I meant, married to Valdo Marx,” Jaskier clarified, rolling his eyes.

“No. I mean, at one point I did, but then I didn’t. But then I hoped...” She shook her head, her smile faltering. “Honestly Jask, this feels all too good to be true, and I’m half expecting tomorrow to wake up and it’s been nothing but a dream.” Her voice cracked slightly and Jaskier sobered.

“It’s not a dream, Aev,” he assured her. “I meant what I said in my toast. You deserve more than anything to be happy, even if it’s with him. And I’m glad for you.” He paused, glancing over at Valdo, “You know how much I hate to admit it, but Valdo’s really… come a long way, hasn’t he?”

“Yeah, he really has,” Aevryn replied proudly, her eyes finding her husband. Her husband. The words still seemed surreal. “He’s a good man. He really is, even if he’s not your favourite person in the world, and that’s fine, because he’s mine.”

—

Aevryn collapsed into her chair next to Valdo, his arm instinctively snaking around her waist as she leaned against him, reaching for her champagne glass, downing the rest in one swig. They’d been dancing with their friends in between drinks and had both ended up taking the stage to sing a song together, their voices mixing and harmonizing as if there were no better duo in the world. After the rush of adrenaline both were starting to feel exhaustion beginning to creep in, and Valdo pulled Aev into his lap. She nuzzled against him, smiling as she fiddled with his half unbuttoned dress shirt; his shirt sleeves rolled up to his elbows, after he’d shed his tuxedo jacket.

“How you fairing, love? Getting tired?” He asked, dipping his face to catch her eye; his sweat dampened curls sticking to his forehead.

“A little,” Aev admitted, her fingers tracing his jawline as she gazed up at him. “Actually, I’m getting a little hungry.”

“Yeah? Me too,” he replied, glancing over at the table of food before frowning. “You wanna get out of here for a bit?”

“What are you talking about?” Aevryn exclaimed, snorting a laugh. “This is supposed to be our party, and there’s food right over there.”

“Yeah, so?” he countered cheekily, cocking an eyebrow. “No one’ll notice if we step out for a little while.”

“I think it might be the opposite,” Aev argued, but excitement filled her at the idea. “Y’know I think I saw a pizza place across the street from Hyde Park.”

“Now you’re talking, Swift,” he purred, “or perhaps I should say Swift-Marx,” he added thoughtfully, stroking his goatee. “My clever wife.”

“I like it when you call me that,” Aevryn said, grinning against his lips as she kissed him.

Sure enough, no one seemed to notice the bride and groom slipping away and running off hand in hand down the trail to the park entrance.

——

“Oh my Gods, this pizza is better than sex,” Aevryn groaned, taking another bite as Valdo leaned across the booth, his green eyes flashing.

The other patrons of the small restaurant had given them a few strange looks, as they’d entered, which turned into amusement as they realized the couple was obviously dressed for a wedding -- Aevryn’s poofy skirt filling the booth comically.

“Oh really?” he asked, eyebrow cocking jauntily. “Is that a challenge, dove?”

“Maybe,” she smirked, pulling his deep green tuxedo jacket tighter around herself. “You wanna prove me wrong?” Her voice dropped to a husky suggestive tone that sent a shiver racing through him, and in that moment Valdo wanted nothing more than to hoist his wife over his shoulder and cut out on the rest of their reception to take her back to their hotel room for the night (though he knew he couldn’t do that, at least without bringing his parents’ wrath down on his head).

“Oh, believe me you little minx, I will most definitely be proving you wrong, soon enough,” he drawled, running his fingertip over the back of her hand, resting on the table.

Aevryn set down her half finished piece and took Valdo’s hand in hers. “I love you. So much,” she whispered suddenly. “I love you more than all the stars in the sky. You know that, right?” Her voice shook slightly, as if she needed to get the words out.

A smile stole across Valdo’s face, his heart filled with fierce affection. “Of course I know that,” he murmured in return, “ I love you too Aevryn Swift-Marx. I’ll love you til the day I die.”

“Good. Because all I want is to spend my life with my best friend, making all the best memories.”

“And so you shall, my love, so you shall.”

—

Little did they know that through the window one of the photographers from the reception had followed them, capturing this hidden little candid moment; the pictures of which would become quite popular over the next few days with their fans.

#punk!au #valdryn #punk!valdo #punk!aevryn #punk!jaskier #punk!yennefer #punk!jaskier x reader #punk!valdo x punk!aevryn #reader request #my writing

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loving-jack-kelly · 4 years

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Fic Author Tag Game!

Tagged by: @monogramsalarm hey Matt!

Tagging: uhhh @little-byrdie-told-me @penzyroamin and @romeomahbromeo

Ao3 name: SpraceJunkie

Fandoms: Mostly (almost entirely) Newsies but there’s also a few Bandstand, Renegades and other miscellaneous fandoms present there. But 58 of those 75 are Newsies

Number of fics: On ao3 I have 75 fics and who knows how many tiny fics I have on here that aren’t on ao3 probably a lot

1. Fic you spent the most time on: I feel like I’m obligated to say How to Steal Some Art and Hearts bc that’s still a WIP that I haven’t abandoned but like in one shot I think it’s By My Sword which I wrote all at once and it took like three months of focusing all on it.

2. Fic you spent the least time on: Oh probably Jitters? Any of the ones I post on here and then move to ao3 I write in one sitting and are usually pretty quick, but Jitters was one of those things that just kind of appeared fully written in my head and it took like five minutes to get it down.

3. Longest fic: By My Sword is currently! Art and Hearts should take that spot back with the next update, but By My Sword is at 24,408. Arts and Hearts should hit 25k at the next update bc I’ve been keeping each chapter at 5k.

4. Shortest fic: It’s Okay to Cry which is 421 words of Jack Kelly being a dad friend

5. Most hits: 2175 on About Time

6. Most kudos: 377 on Soft Lines which is the first non-Newsies appearance in this post sjhgsjhfghjsf (it’s Good Omens)

7. Most comment threads: 55 on Art and Hearts!

8. Fave fic you wrote: Ohh that’s like asking me to choose a favorite child I Love Art and Hearts (which is why it takes so long to update fellas I refuse to rush it bc I don’t want to hate it) and By My Sword. Also Percy Jackson Died which the pjo fandom on here seemed to like too. And Three Steps Forward which is Bandstand fic about my boy Jimmy Campbell

9. Fic you want to rewrite/expand on: oh so many of my old ones. Pretty much anything from before the summer of 2018 I don’t like now, and even things from last year I can see my growth from. At some point I’m planning on rewriting some of my old stuff at the very least to reformat it into something readable. Tbh though after going through my entire list of works on ao3 I wanna take a shot at The One That Got Away again because I never ended up finishing it and it was a very good concept.

10. Share a bit of your WIP or share a story idea that you’re planning:

Jack was rough and tumble, could convince a mountain to move with the way he spoke and yet stumbled over his words when he was just having a conversation. He was an artist, constantly covered in streaks of bright colors leftover from whatever project he was working on, even when he was working at his day job, where he was always covered in flour from doing the baking for the tiny coffee shop he “practically owned ‘cause like, Kloppman just lets me do whatever shit I want which is why everything is so good.” He was loud and….and bright, that was the only way Davey could think to describe him.

He’d tried. More times than he’d really like to admit, he’d tried to capture Jack in words like he’d managed to capture so many characters he’d written. It should have been easier than the characters he made up entirely. He didn’t have to come up with a name (Jack, meaning “god is gracious,” Kelly, meaning “bright-headed,” no middle name) or an appearance (5’8 but claims 5’9, curly dark brown hair that could be described as shaggy, dark, dark brown eyes that almost looked black in some light. Very square jaw, like ridiculously square. A smile that took over his entire face. Not that Davey was paying that much attention), and yet he just couldn’t find the right words to get Jack Kelly to translate into words.

He was too energetic to be trapped in written language, he changed too often and moved too much and was so much that the stillness of ink could never hope to communicate who he was. The way his hands jumped when he talked, the way he swung an arm around the shoulders of anybody he liked who was close enough to touch, the way he paused when he was searching for a word, the way he bounced on the balls of his feet as he spoke, the way laughter seemed trapped behind his eyes in flashes of light until it escaped out of his mouth, everything about Jack Kelly was kinetic and Davey couldn’t seem to get a freeze-frame on him clear enough to write it down.

Not that he needed to. He had no reason to try and capture Jack Kelly in writing. Why would he? He wasn’t falling for Jack, he wasn’t overly attached to Jack, and he definitely wasn’t frustrated at his inability to describe Jack Kelly.

There’s one that should hopefully be done fairly soon. Also somebody needs to stop me before I write a Javid au for The Thing About Harry because I’m very close to it and if I start that now this one will never get done and I like this one. Also there’s another secret one in progress that Byrd knows about but I latched onto the one I just posted from before I could finish it but it’s also very good.

#Asper Yells #txt #this is an Excellent tag game thanks so much Matt!!!

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🌻 I read a bit of golden stage but I dropped it because the political court stuff is boring and confusing. I have no idea what's happening and who's who except for the main couple. I also dropped silent reading (which I was excited to start because I heard good thing about the author) and one other novel.

The one that I enjoy reading was green plum island and cold sands. The former was a light summer read ^^ while the later got me ugly sobbing and gasping for breath towards the last few chapters skksjsja

ugh the long trigger warnings is sooo relatable. I was looking for recs and 2ha was the name that pop up the most. Look it up and the trigger warning is a LOT, feel like if I read it I'm gonna be emotionally exhausted by the end.

Agree I didn't really enjoy s4 too. I took quite a long break halfway thru and when I pick it up again my interest diminish a bit

oh yeah there was a lot of hype around blue period but it did not reach my expectation so I dropped it too. I'm not sure if I want to read the manga as I have too many ongoing manga, one of them is by the khr mangaka - ron kamonohashi. Have you heard of it?

The seasonal I'm watching are visual prison, story wise is not that good I'm staying for the music lol and another one is night beyond the tricornered window, pacing is a bit weird so I decided to pick up the manga.

Question time 😙 Do you have any trope you (dis)like in animanga? And what are other fandoms you are in?? or if you have any other interest than animanga

oh really??? i don't always have the patience for political courtly machinations but if i get really into them they can be fun skafbag

green plum island looks so cute omg!!!! i definitely want to give that a shot :D and cold sands looks like it would also make me cry gallons of tears but it looks amazing too~

sbakdbgkg it's funny you mention that bc that is exactly what i was thinking of but i didn't want to say it directly :pfft:

i have several ongoing manga too lol— they're one of my main reasons for looking forward to the weekends since that's when they usually update :) i think so? kamonohashi ron no kindan suiri, i believe. i love how distinctive the mangaka's art style is... i think i saw a manga edit for the series and immediately knew it was theirs. they also helped a lot with the character design for psycho pass, love that

interesting choices!! hopefully they're entertaining :P yeah, mangas are generally better about pacing for sure, thank goodness

!!!! i love question time. let's seeeeee— fanservice, absolutely. super icky. also the inclusion of at least one really perverted character who's a total creep and (a) doesn't get their ass deservedly kicked on the reg and (b) shows no sign of character growth towards not being a piece of shit makes my blood boil.

and while it's not a trope, in several stories i'll see stuff like 'gIRLS Can't LIke oTHEr giRLs/bOYS cAN't LIKe oTHer boYs' and/or zero tolerance for anyone who might be trans/nonbinary and i fucking hate that too

good question!!!! so this is actually a sideblog (that has grown and evolved and i generally care about more than my main but that's,,, irrelevant) for my primary blog at @distortedlightbeam, and that's where all the non-animanga/cartoon interests go. i like disney movies, tv shows like lucifer, the good place, succession, other movies, and lots of books, although i mainly only read manga nowadays xD

how about you? what other kinds of media do you enjoy??

#answered #anonymous #secret santa '21 #have a lovely weekend santa!!

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aside from that, ur graphics must look incredible! i’ve seen some comparison pics and pc graphics are God Tier. help the second lowest being “high”... good riddance. 😶

summer 2016! it seems so long ago like a whole different universe. everything was so beautiful back then.. everybody was out and about hunting pokémon’s... that zine is so cute! i wouldn’t say main i actually only got into them a little while ago and i’m still mostly tddk and kiribaku but bkdk is interesting.. to say the least. i haven’t seen what happens in the manga (only a bit of spoilers especially that cover...) and s4 didn’t give us That many scenes with them but i’m keeping my eyes open... wbu?

IDK like their descriptions make it seem like they might help you find some specific treasures??? like the gold seelie giving you fortune aka mora? not sure tho hehe... YEAH THAT FANART!!! so cute i wanna eat them all.. forbidden snack. 🥺 omg funny you mention that... i met xiao just earlier for the first time and when i saw his entire outfit i was like.. hm i wonder what he would look like in darker clothing HAHA. but yeah skins would be awesome!!!! like a clothing shop or smth somewhere????? anyway when i saw him i was like HEY that’s cluna’s boy!

ALBEDO IS A BAD BITCH. his hair is perfect perfect perfect. actually everything about him is so perfect he’s just a delicate little guy... 🥺 dude us talking about albedo and opening up the game and seeing his banner is like... 👀 temptation.

with venti??? i’m not sure which quest you mean i did the archon one with him though and it was awesome. does he have more? I DID LOOK IT UP AND MURASE IS MAKING HIS VOICE EVEN HIGHER AND IT’S SO CUTE I WISH I KNEW IT BEFOREHAND SO I COULD’VE HEARD HIS VOICE WHILE DOING THE MISSION. 😭 oh well 😭

hopefully there are some good 4 stars too. who are you wishing for? anyone special? imagine having xingqiu and chongyun.... that’s like the dream. and bennett and razor and you have the boy scout party haha!! do you have mostly claymore users?

i remember you mentioning you don’t like book users but i’ve actually really grown to love them hehe. their long range attacks are so nice and handy! KAZE DA! 😭 bro stop i literally have a crush on venti it’s ridiculous.. imagine closing ur eyes and talking and it’s his voice.... (OR HINATA!!!) murase is so lucky... he seems like such a great guy too ajsksjdk..

ok friends to lovers goodness! 🥺 i’m considering getting twitter just to see fanart... maybe.. o.o

ooooo that’s so thorough! in all caps caught my attention, why do you do that? personally, if it’s something longer i write bulletpoints of the concept but never like... actual plot yk? i’ve tried before but i doesn’t work for me very well. so.. i wing it! and like you i just get inspired randomly, it could be from song lyrics or thinking about tropes i enjoy. 😜

loona is cool! they have this whole story about their group. i highly recommend checking them out! i wonder if they kept it up though lmao. oh yeah everyone loves hozier he just speaks to the soul.. LOVELY IS MY FAVORITE SONG!!!!! LIKE EASILY TOP SONGS OF MY LIFE!!! it makes me so happy that you like it even if you skip it lmaojsjdjsjsjdk and i like billie a lot!! ariana too she has great music.., idk if you’ve heard of the group the neighborhood but i like them too. lana del rey as well! haha guess it’s super basic stuff tbh. all of them with mostly slow songs.. sorry 😭

OK GOOD. all nighters are honestly horrible. i don’t get how people can pull them off and get things done... (hopefully you never have to either!) YEAH haha 8 am is my favorite hour i think... that and 9 pm. they’re just special. what’s your favorite time of day? listen if you stay up to read fics that’s valid. midnight up is like the perfect time to read fics it makes them appear more magical sjdkdhdk.

i hope i caught you today but if not, hope you’re sleeping well babe! ♥️

sorry i was playing genshin! JFKSNXKSNKSJ i started before 12am and before i knew it it was already 1am… my goodness

and yeah i watched this vid comparing the graphic quality settings (i play on the default one) and i was like??? people really be playing like this? LOL can’t relate

edit: missed this paragraph oops but yeah what a time 2016 was! (lmao voltron started that year iirc) i remember we had an athletics event and legit everyone was on their phones jfksnfksnd. oooo! nice tddk and krbk are very good very nice. and also yeah that cover lol i love that you didn’t even have to specify which one i just Know. hmm i think rn bkdk would be one of the top ships i’m interested in aside from todobaku? they just have so much history ya know? and they have a lot of moments in the second movie! oh wait did you know that there are movies? two of them in fact!! the kiribaku is pretty strong in the first one (but there are some todobaku moments too lol). and there are a few OVAs too. WAIT are you all caught up with the anime? can’t rmemeber if you’ve told me or not 😫

oooo if that were the case tho what would the others give? i did like the “sea blue” description or something of the blue one tho 😩 YOU WANNA EAT THEM FJDJCJSKNCSKJCKSNXJS NO!!! but i can understand.. they look very squishy. THAT’S MY BOY!!!!!! honoured you thought of me <33 yo i was also wondering what chongyun would look like in darker clothes too HDKSKDN see this is why i need to learn how to draw.… gotta put them in the clothes i want since we can’t do that in game!! but a shop would be so cute omg

JFKSKSKAKS i’ve legit been staying away from opening the wish menu as much as i can.… it’s too tempting i can’t!!

yeah the archon one is what i meant sorry! forgot the name for it lol. and yes there is! once you reach AR 35 or something you can unlock story quests and venti is one of them 👀👀 RIPPPP BUT AT LEAST YOU KNOW NOW 😭😭

i think just xingqiu rn!! i’ve been holding off ascending barbara in hopes of getting him, bc i grinded some oceanid (literally the worst fucking boss ever) before i ascended so i’m just hoarding those materials rn fjskdnd. yesss the boy scouts 😭🥺 but i heard chongyun and razor’s elemental skills cancel each other out so rip.. hmm i did a count and i think i have 3 each of claymore and catalyst users! hbu?

omg nooooo betrayal 😭 tho ngl i’m considering using ningguang bc i see people play her so well.. so i’m just carrying her around in my team hoping to passively level her up HAHAHA. i def appreciate their long range attacks too, lisa’s burst especially is quite nice. CHJDKSKD that’s so cute but also very relatable 😭😭😭🥺🥺🥺🥺 also did you know murase is like tall af it’s kinda crazy lol

there’s /so/ much good fanart!!! it’s where i’m getting a taste of all the ships too lol but yeah there’s angst and fluff and just charas looking s*xy they’ve got it all 😩 but that also reminds me, like most other big fandoms genshin fandom is kinda fkn shit 😔 once again i’m thankful to myself for keeping such a small circle lmaooooo

honestly i don’t know either?? i think it helps me distinguish between what i’m actually writing vs what i’m planning like if i do something like “JUMPS OFF PLATFORM, LANDS IN FRONT. so, are you going to introduce me or do i have to do it myself ETC THEN THEY TALK SUDDENLY there’s the sound of a windchime, and VILLAINS HERE GOTTA FIGHT” it’ll look something like that jdjsndkskd where the lowercase is exact dialogue I wanna write in but the caps is just planning

but winging it ey that’s hot of you 🤪 god do you ever just like thinking about potential ideas before falling asleep but then your phone is far away/you don’t wanna hurt your eyes looking at a screen but then you’re also afraid you’ll forget the idea DJKSXKSK

:o! i think i stayed away bc of the whole “stan loona” thing DHSKKS but i might give them another shot! therefore i am is one of my go to songs rn hehe i really like the beats she uses they’re so funky. i don’t really like ariana sorry FJDJKSKS but she does have a lot of bangers!! side to side… 😘👌 and i do know the neighbourhood! sweater weather is so iconic but lately i’ve been skipping that too aahah. but have you heard daddy issues slowed? oh my god. that singlehandedly started my obsession with slowed songs (ironic isn’t it when you consider i don’t listen to normal slow songs fjsjdj) i like summertime sadness from lana! and young and beautiful too (the radio songs AHAH) but yeah.. they’re slow fjdkksks. how do you feel about halsey + melanie martinez + bastille? (i’m always paranoid about listing artists bc so many get cancelled or what other and i feel like randos are gonna come for me too JDKSKSKA.) oh and troye sivan!! and pentatonix if you’ve heard of them? i was obsessed with those two back in 2015 ahaha

omg crazy.. how!! hm my favourite hour is maybe 12pm? or 2pm? just some time in the afternoon i like when it’s still light outside but it’s also like “after school” time kinda .. and yesss reading fic at late hours… gets me crying more easily 🤪

i don’t think i’ll catch your next reply so goodnight in advance!! hope your day is great <3

#marriage anon #wowclunaanswers #long post #can’t tell if it should have a ‘read more’ or not bc i’m on mobile LOL #can’t insert one even if i wanted smh tmblr make your app better

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justafangirlwithideas · 7 years

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Hi Kaat I loooooved your last song-to-fic! So I have one :) She looks so perfect - 5 seconds of summer

Okay first of all I love this song XD

Second, I really wanted to do something cute with a ship here bc this song is so cute and romantic! Only problem here, I always think of this song as the person suddenly realising just how in love he is with this girl. And in TSC the guy has always known he’s in love with her, he just hides it or they’ve just always been in love, since the start of the relationship. I thought maybe I might do it with Sizzy, bc that kind of made sense but then the perfect ship hit me!

So enjoy She Looks So Perfect with Haline!!

aline hid her sexuality for a long time

even when she was sure

so when she came out she was more than ready for a relationship

she didnt need (or even want) anything serious

she just wanted to discover herself

theres just not exactly much choice amongst shadowhunters…

so when she hears whispers of a half faerie shadowhunter, rumoured to have inherited faeries’ sexuality coming to idris aline is thrilled

bc i mean FINALLY

she has wanted a gf for a long time and finally she has a shot

so aline makes sure she bumps into this helen girl on the street

and this faerie girl?? So gorgeous?

definitely gf material

and aline is trying to impress her

trying to remember what she planned to say, what her tactic was gonna be

hopefully not play it cool bc shes stumbling over words

helen looks at her a little funny

and alines heart races bc has she already ruined this

but then helens mouth tugs up at the corners and a peel of laughter escapes her mouth

and shes not laughing at aline

“want to show me around?”

and yes obviously aline does - this is so much better than her non-existent plan

so that night when aline goes home she plans everything

shes so nervous the next day she acts like a real tour guide, with useless historical facts and all

and when helen wants to go to a coffee shop aline is so relieved she could cry

bc she is being so awkward and NOT SEDUCTIVE like she was supposed to be

also the coffee shop is where alines always dreamt of going on her first date and she just melts inside

when they get the bill aline insists on paying

“I cant let my date pay for herself”

and shes like shit

why dont i have a brain to mouth filter

but helen looks at her curiously for only a few seconds before grabbing alines hand

and the check

“neither can I then. Ill pay”

they hold hands all the way back

fast forward 2 weeks

aline is sitting in bed or smth

but she just cant sleep

so she goes for a walk

and ends up where helen is staying

shes dating helen now, and its great

she likes how easy it is to be around helen and all her gentle, calming, careful touches

she hesitates for a second on helens front steps but then decides to knock

and helen comes to the door

shes clearly in pyjamas

short pink shorts with flowers or rabbits on or something and a too big shirt

her blond hair is in a messy bun, strands falling all around her face

bathed in that light from behind….

wow

aline is speechless

that never happens

but right then helen

shes never looked so perfect or beautiful

“what are you doing here?”

and aline just kisses her

and against her gf’s lips she whispers:

“I really really like you. you know that right? I cant even remember what life was like before you”

and its really cheesy but its how aline feels

bc this was just supposed to be nice and fun and about discovering herself

and oh boy has she discovered herself bc no one makes her feel more like aline than helen

her beautiful perfect gf who is pulling her into the house still kissing

Thats it! As always its not what i meant to write but I liked exploring Heline’s beginning. Hope you like it!!

If you want to write this, just ask me

send me a song, and Ill tell you what fic it would inspire me to write

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killer-barnes · 7 years

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Cold As Ice

Peter Parker x Shy Reader

Request: Yes

Summary: After discovering their powers and wanting to save a troubled citizen, the Reader is left to dealt with the consequences, but ends up finding out a certain secret from a certain spiderling instead.

Word Count: 3,180 (omg)

Warnings: Language, cuteness, discovery of powers, fluff, fight scene, shy!Reader, *slight* assault scene, suck-ass ending (bc I’m trash and I suck at writing), (Please let me know if I missed anything).

A/N: For some reason, I had such a hard time making a summary for this ?? Hopefully the anon that requested this thinks it’s okay. :// I’m slowly moving through all my requests (I have a lot lol). Anyway, let me know what you think as always and enjoy reading!

Walking into Midtown High, you cautiously grudge towards your locker in order to get your books for today’s classes.

These past few days have been strange, to say the least.

Despite it being almost the end of the school year and the hot weather finally arriving, you somehow felt cold to your bones.

Instead of wearing short sleeves and shorts, you started dressing in sweatshirts and pants.

Maybe I’m getting sick…?

Maybe it’s just the chills…?

You kept making excuses like that, but the coldness never seemed to go away.

It’s been happening for a couple weeks now, but you didn’t know what to do.

You didn’t know what this was.

Well, not until today.

The loud bell rang above you, startling your thoughts away and indicated the warning bell for first period.

As you hurriedly stuff your books into your bag, you see students rush to get into their appropriate rooms.

Not wanting to be late, you quickly shut your locker, trying to zip up your backpack as you turn around.

However, what you didn’t realize was that a certain Peter wasn’t looking where he was going and slammed straight into you, causing him to spill the paper he was holding and you to the stained tile floor.

“O-Oh my god, I-I’m so sorry! A-Are you okay? I wasn’t paying attention…”

As soon as you hear those words come from the boy’s mouth, you know exactly who it is.

The nerdy boy who always wore those cheesy math and science shirts.

The nerdy boy who always had his head digged into some kind of homework every second he has.

The nerdy boy who is an absolute genius.

But most importantly, the nerdy boy who you had a never ending and embarrassing crush on.

Slowly turning your gaze towards Peter, your face beats a dark red and you see him reach out his lanky hand towards you.

Carefully taking his hand, you feel the rough skin surrounding his knuckles and the softness of his palm as it envelopes your own.

After pulling you up, you quickly drop his hand. Your cold one swiftly moving into your sweatshirt pocket.

“Y-You have really cold hands!” Peter nervously adds, rubbing the back of his neck.

You open your mouth to reply, but nothing comes out.

Say something, Y/N!

SAY ANYTHING!

Letting out a nervous noise, your face feeling like a thousand degrees despite your cold contrasting body.

“I-uh, I-” you squeaked, but were soon interrupted by the late bell, signalling you were tardy for your first class.

You grabbed your backpack off the floor and sprinted towards the classroom, ignoring Peter’s worried glance and words.

Turning your head back towards him, you see Peter still standing where you were a second ago.

Sensing your stare, he softly waves to you, which you shakily return, the blush still evident across your cheeks.

As you approach your class’s door, you let out a shaky sigh and prepare for the ‘tardiness talk’ as well as the unwanted stares of your fellow classmates.

Two periods and an embarrassing amount of stares later, it was time for lunch.

You didn’t like sitting in the cafeteria.

It’s too loud and everyone has a specific table to sit at while you are trying to find at least someone to sit with.

You were a shy person, which at times could really turn off a person from making any sort of friendship or relationship with you.

Not that you minded, but sometimes you got a little lonely and wanted someone to talk to besides you dog.

Pushing those thoughts aside, you decide to skip the cafeteria and head towards the library for some peace and quiet.

Trying to make the least amount of noise, you head up the stairs to where you usually sit.

No one went up there since it was closed off and a little dusty.

You didn’t mind it though, you enjoyed the smell of the old books invading your nose.

It gave your nerdy, book loving heart comfort and a sense of home.

Setting down your bag and sack lunch, you take a seat at a table close to the window.

Your thoughts started to fill with wonder and concern as you feel a serious chill erupt your body.

I don’t feel sick?

What the hell is going on?

I just want to have something normal about me…

Is that too much to ask?!

You were interrupted as you see someone walk up the steps.

No one comes up here…

Why today?!

God, this is the worst day of my life.

You take in their features without thinking, chestnut curls, lanky form, cheesy math shir-

Well, shit.

Hiding your face behind a book, you see him slowly appear closer and closer as if he was looking for a specific book in your section.

His gaze meets your eyes as that’s all he can see from the book covering your face.

Peter takes a double take as your face is now covered by the book once again.

You see him smile softly and make his way towards you, causing internal panic to rise inside of you.

Fuck.

Fuck, don’t come over her-

“H-Hey, Y/N. I’m sorry about this morning. I never found out if you w-were okay?”

Pushing the book down, you avoid his gaze as you nod a yes, indicating that you were in fact okay.

He nervously rubs the back of his neck, which you found adorable for some reason.

“Do you mind if I-uh, sit with you? Uh, I don’t have to, though. I can go somewhere else if you want. I mean, you’re sitting alone so you probably want to be alone, but I just wanted to see if yo-”

“S-sure,” you whispered, probably barely audible, but Peter heard it with his enhanced abilities and immediately stopped talking.

That was the first time he’s ever really heard your voice.

Well, he did have classes with you, but whenever you were called on, there was never an answer and after a while, the teachers just stopped asking.

“O-okay, great! T-Thanks, Y/N,” Peter stutters as he pushes the chair back from the table.

This too was Peter’s lunch hour, but of course, he forgot his lunch and was trying so damn hard to control his grumbling stomach.

Your lunch was opened and you were quietly taking nibbles out of your red apple as you heard grumbling from across the table.

Looking up towards Peter, you see his face flushed in embarrassment.

Chuckling, you dig through your lunch sack and toss him your meat sandwich that you knew you probably wouldn’t be eating.

“W-What about you? I don’t need this, seriously I’m-”

His excuses were cut off by another gurgle of his stomach, causing the both of you to laugh a little louder than expected.

The librarian shushed you both from below and you quickly went back to reading your book from before.

Heading home from your last period of school, dark clouds filled the sky signalling a storm approaching.

You were only a few minutes from home, so you weren’t too worried about getting soaked.

However, after a few minutes of walking, you saw little flakes of white fall past your face.

Is it really snowing?

Now?

What the hell?

It’s almost summer for crying out loud!

Turning the corner, a shooting pain shot through both of your hands causing you to clutch them and let out a string of curse words.

“What the fuck was that..?”

As the pain subsided, your hands started to shake uncontrollably, the tips turning a dark navy purple color.

Frostbite…?

This makes no sense!

Heading into an alleyway that was hidden from the commotion of the city, you stared at your hands for a few seconds.

You were interrupted by the vibrate of your phone, causing you to jump in fright.

Pulling it from your coat pocket, you see a text from your Mom, letting you know she’ll be late for dinner.

As you were about to send her a message back, your hands were hit with another shot of pain, however, this time it was more intense than the first.

The pain caused you to drop your phone on the hard, gravely alley ground as a shot of pain went through, yet again.

Fuck!

Aiming your hands towards the ground, you feel your hands turn into an intolerable freezing temperature and see some form of ice expel from the palm of your hands.

Panic sets in as you glance towards your hand, which are now a white blue color.

Shoving your hands into your pocket, you sprint home and get out of the public eye.

You needed to know what was happening to you.

Now.

Shoving your backpack down as you entered your apartment, you race towards your room, finding your laptop sitting on the top of your bed.

Opening the internet browser, you search anything and everything you can think of.

Freezing hands?

Ice shooting out of hands?

Ice powers?

Elsa from Frozen powers?

Loudly sighing, you rack your hands through your hair nervously, hoping to calm any sense of anxiety, but it did nothing.

Plus, your hands were still freezing!

After looking through hours and hours of research, you land on something that seems to be close to what you’re experiencing.

Cyrokinesis: The ability to manipulate or control movement of molecules of matter and create an ice.

Putting your back to the headboard of your bed, you pause and think.

Cyrokinesis?

What?

I guess it makes… sense?

I thought this stuff wasn’t even real.

Oh my god, now I’m even more of a freak.

Rubbing your hands over your eyes, you feel the coldness assist the sting that started to surround your eyes, tears slowly escaping.

“Why the fuck can I not be normal?”

Deciding to channel Elsa from Frozen, you found a pair of simple black gloves to cover your hands in case of any incident that would occur.

You didn’t know what else to do, honesty.

Your parents would think something is wrong with you.

The hospital would probably think you have some sort of mental problem.

And you couldn’t tell Peter.

You didn’t want that beginning of a friendship to end over your weird, cold hands that could shoot ice.

This all doesn’t seem real.

Your parents came home later that night, but instead of spending time with them, you ate early in order to avoid their glances and questions about wearing gloves inside.

With the heater on.

Once you actually had the time to focus and complete a few assignments due tomorrow, you crashed early, wanting nothing more than sweet dreams to distort the nightmare you were currently living.

Your dreams were nothing of your reality now, but that happiness was interrupted by the harsh ringing of your alarm, reminding you to get up for hell, oops school.

Tossing on some leggings and a sweatshirt, since it was actually cold today from the snowstorm yesterday, you make sure to grab the black gloves and head towards the kitchen to leave for school.

“Hi, sweetie. We missed you last night at dinner. We’ll make sure to do something this weekend, okay?” Your Mom questioned, feeling bad about your Father’s work schedule as well as her own.

With a smile you reply, “sure, Mom. That sounds great. I-I’ve gotta get to school. See you later.”

Slipping on your gloves as you shut the front door behind you, you headed towards Midtown High, praying nothing will happen.

So far, your day hasn’t been too bad.

You did get a few weird glances from people since you were still wearing your gloves throughout your classes, but you didn’t really have a choice, right?

Unless they wanted to be frozen into a block, you were going to keep them on no matter what.

You haven’t seen Peter all day, but heading towards your usual spot in the library, you see him already sitting there, his hair sticking up in several directions and eyes baggy as if he hasn’t slept in years.

“H-Hey, Peter,” you said, barely above a whisper.

His eyes shoot up in your direction, filling with excitement and comfort.

“Heey, Y/N. How’s it hang- are you wearing gloves… inside?” Peter tiredly replies, a smug look plastered on his features.

Hiding your hands behind your back, you sheepishly dart your direction away from his, nervously chuckling.

“O-Oh, uh- my h-hands are just cold.”

“Do they need warming up?”

Blushing furiously, you tuck your hair behind your ear, as your voice gets caught in your throat once again.

Hearing him chuckle, Peter is quick to joke.

“I’m just kidding, Y/N. Well, only if you want me to be,” wiggling his eyebrows he adds, “so, what you got for lunch today?”

Taking a seat next to him, you both continue this session of lunch as you did yesterday.

You shared most of the contents with him as he finished his homework that wasn’t due for another two days.

After having lunch with him, the rest of your day went by smoothly as well as did the next few weeks.

You’ve slowly gained knowledge of your powers and grasped the true beauty of it, even though you would still consider yourself a freak.

And on one particular day, you decided to put your powers to the test and see what you were capable of, especially since you’ve been practicing as much as possible with being in school and hanging out with Peter whenever you could.

Finishing this week of school, you were heading home to work on some left over homework that wouldn’t be due until next week.

God, I’m turning into Peter…

You think, while chuckling to yourself.

After turning on the secluded corner to get to your apartment, you pass by an alleyway and hear muffled screams, one accidentally slipping out and echoing throughout the alley.

You turn your direction towards the scream and think.

Well, I guess it’s my time to shine.

You can do this, Y/N.

Stepping cautiously towards the alleyway, you see a man pressing his hand against a poor lady’s face as she is pushed against the wall.

You grab the mask you made a few nights ago and slipped it on. It covered most of your face, except for your mouth so you had the chance to get some words out before kicking ass.

“H-Hey! Get off of her!” you exclaim, slipping the gloves off of your icy hands.

Turning his attention towards you, the man laughs.

“And what do you think you’re going to do, little girl? Look at you. So puny.”

Lifting your hands towards his direction, you reply, “this, you dick.”

Except before you had the chance to freeze him, the man let go of the lady and decided to grab you instead.

The lady ran off as the guy came close to you ear.

“Oh, I’m going to have some fun with you, my dear,” he laughed maniacally.

“Is that really a way to treat a lady, dude?”

You and the man’s attention were brought to the teenage sounding voice from above.

“And who the fuck are you?!” the man exclaimed, his grip increasing on your waist.

Flipping down in front of you both, you recognize him immediately.

‘I’m Spiderman.”

“Alright, kid. Sure. How about you leave me and her alone and we’ll all be good? Hm?”

“Hmm, let me think about tha- yeah, no. How about you let her go and I won’t hurt you,” the webbed hero inquired, his voice calm, yet serious.

“You asked for it, kid!”

The man dropped you to the floor, deciding to take a blow at Spiderman, but of course, he was too slow and was quickly webbed to the wall by the spider with a few cuts and scrapes.

“Told ya you shouldn’t of messed with me, man. And stop messing with the ladies. You won’t get anywhere with what you just did to her.”

Before the man could reply, Spiderman shut his mouth with some webbing.

‘Alright, enough from him. H-Hey, are you okay…?” The masked hero questioned, making his way towards you on the ground.

For some reason, that phrase.

That voice.

It sounded so… familiar.

Like you knew the masked spider.

Confusion edged your face underneath your mask as you hoped your voice was decent for talking.

“I-I’m, I- okay. I-I mean I’m okay,” you embarrassingly stuttered, putting your gloves back on.

You saw the hero glance towards your gloves, but he didn’t press any questions, which you were thankful for.

“Here, grab on to me. Let’s get you home.”

As you make your way into Spiderman’s arms, he quickly pulls you in and before you know it, you both are swinging around the city, a few blocks away from your apartment, which you had mentioned before he decided to swing.

Snuggling further into his hold, you engulf his scent.

Cinnamon…

Slight cookie smell…

Musty…

Who did he smel-

Oh my god.

Oh. My. God.

Peter fucking Parker.

Trying to calm your thoughts and breathing, you cannot believe what you’ve just figured out…

How could he be Spiderman?

Nerdy Parker?

The one who gets homework done a week before it’s due?

The one with the vast array of sweaters?

Oh my god.

Your thoughts are put to a halt when you feel him land at the fire escape by your window, somehow knowing where to land, which furthered your suspicion and theory.

Taking a step back, your gaze intense on his masks features, you see him wave a hand in front of your face.

“Y-You good? Got me worried there for a second,” he nervously chuckled, adding, “so, uh- what’s with the mask? Trying to save th-”

“Peter.”

His words were caught in his throat as he comprehended what you had just said.

Nervously playing with his gloved hands and squirming in his stance, he stutters, “w-w-what? I-I-I have no idea w-who you’re t-talking about…”

Walking towards him, you lift your mask, and put your gloved hand against his masked face saying once again, “Peter.”

His face presses into your touch, shakily sighing.

Lifting up his face, he slowly takes off his mask, revealing the cute, adorable, nerdy boy underneath.

Embarrassment traced every one of his features.

‘I-I’m sorry I n-never told you, I-I just, I-I didn’t know how, I guess? I just wanted to protect you an-”

Taking a bold move, you pressed your ice cold lips to his warm, soft, plump ones, silencing him in every way possible.

Letting his lips go to take a breather, you hear him whisper a ‘wow’ and touch the swollen lips on his face, a smile appearing on his features.

Turning his direction towards you, he asks, “so… what’s your deal?”

Chuckling, you duck your head, answering, “I’m afraid that’s a story for another time, Spiderboy.”

Hearing him sputter out incoherent words, you decide to bid your goodbyes.

“Goodnight, Peter.”

Knowing he’ll get nothing from you now, he says his farewells.

“Goodnight, Y/N.”

A/N: Well, SHIT, guys. I honestly did not expect it to go like this?? I hope it’s okay? Plus I feel like this is really long, like that never happens with me, so I’m a little proud. Anyways, please let me know what you think!

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louisfeatharry · 7 years

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Ok so right now im re-reading Have You Coming Back Again for like the billionth time bc i love it so much!!!! Do you know any other fics that are similar in the way of being in denial/oblivious to dating each other? Doesn't have to be Louis/Harry! You have the absolute best fic rec :)

so, when looking through my fic rec page for “denial” type fics, i may have gone a bit overboard, and some of these fics may not entirely fit into what you’re looking for - but for the most part, there is some aspect in these fics where one of the characters is oblivious or in denial to their feelings / being in a relationship with the other.

with that said, most of the fics are larry (since that’s what i p much read the most of) unless stated otherwise.

first off, here’s a link to the fic mentioned in your ask, anon, since some people might not know what fic you’re talking about! the rest of the fics are under the cut! :)

Have You Coming Back Again by whoknows (31k)

It’s five o’clock in the morning. Louis has a lecture at half eight. He could be using this time to study or to do his readings or to go to the gym, but - well. He doesn’t have any exams coming up, he’s not going to his seminar today anyway and he hates the gym.

Instead he’s using this time to fuck with Harry Styles’ poor little brain.

Louis jogs across the street and jabs the key into the car door. It opens easily, not that he was expecting anything else. He copied the key for a reason, after all.

He’s got Harry’s schedule memorized, more because the guy keeps following him around than anything, so he doesn’t bother looking around before climbing behind the wheel and setting his bag on the passenger seat. It’s a Monday, which means that Harry doesn’t even get out of bed before noon unless he’s planning on harassing Louis.

(your heartbeat) rang true inside my bones by flimsy (32k)

Harry goes as Louis’ date for a weekend wedding. He ends up taking the role a bit too seriously.

A Little Love (is better than none) by objectlesson (15k)

It’s supposed to be no strings attached sex, but Harry’s in love with beauty and tragedy and Louis Tomlinson so there might actually a few strings they’re not talking about.

Or, alternately, the four times they fuck and don’t kiss, and one time they fuck and do

Da Mi Basia Mille by StormDancer (zarry, 28k)

“An idea comes to Harry then, a brilliant, brilliant idea, the best idea he’s ever had, other than the time he thought he should grow his hair out. “New plan. I’m going to kiss you every day until you start thinking you should be kissed every day.”

Dreaming of You by Velvetoscar (68k)

The Begrudging Starbucks AU.

The world is winter and steamed milk and creamy espresso shots. The world is a never ending queue. The world is a Starbucks logo and a pink-cheeked smile from Niall and a bored scowl from Zayn and the world is Louis watching his best mate, Liam, fall in love with their newest customer, Harry. Who may or may not be in love with Louis. The world is cruel.

Gods & Monsters by Velvetoscar (201k)

The instructions were simple: seduce and destroy Harry Styles. Not once did they discuss the option of Louis actually falling in love. So, naturally, that’s exactly what he did.

i carry your heart with me (i carry it in my heart) by thedeathchamber (55k)

Harry thinks he has good reasons for avoiding relationships. Meeting Louis puts those reasons to the test.

I Had Rather Hear My Dog Bark At A Crow by sunsetmog (tomlinshaw, 122k)

The first time Louis Tomlinson kisses him, Nick is three sheets to the wind, wearing a pirate hat, and so fucking tired of Louis being a complete and utter knobhead that he’s spent the last ten minutes snapping at him.

The kiss takes him rather by surprise, all things considered.

Or: Nick and Louis don’t like each other, not even a little bit, not even at all.

Like Real People Do by moodlighting (58k)

AU. Harry is Louis’ soulmate but Louis isn’t Harry’s - it takes Harry a while to figure it all out.

Looking Through You by allwaswell16 (41k)

Just as Louis and Liam were starting out in the music industry, writing and producing for up and coming artists, a fateful meeting with new pop singer Harry Styles changes everything. Four years later, just as Harry is set to embark on his next world tour, a drunken confession causes a rift between once inseparable friends. As Harry tries to make sense of his feelings for Louis, he begins writing his next album to express them as it may be the only way to break through the walls that Louis has built between them.

May You Enjoy Your New Life by aimmyarrowshigh (264k)

It begins for them all at the bungalow –

‘Alright, time to lay out the cards. We’re in this together and hopefully, for the long haul, yeah? So I think – you know, we should just be honest. It’s deal-breakers time. That thing that like, if we’re gonna hate you or something, just tell us all now.’

When One Direction begins, Harry Styles is a sixteen-year-old boy foundering under the pressure of impending fatherhood. His ability to balance the sobering responsibility of caring for his tiny daughter, Millie, and the exhilaration of seeing his own dreams coming to fruition affects not only his future, but those of Liam, Zayn, Niall, and Louis, who never expected fealty to be the key to their success. But Liam is the first to show him how to grow up without growing old, and Zayn is the first to defend from the public what is private and precious. Louis – Louis is the first for a lot of things; for most of the moments of Millie’s life and for the moments of Harry’s that matter. And Niall is the first to toast when Millie is born: Go maire sibh bhur saol nua – 'may you enjoy your new life.’

Nameless Night by green_feelings (155k)

For their 18th birthday, every person receives a letter that reads a simple date. That is the date you’ll meet your soulmate.

Harry and Louis have different beliefs, live in different worlds and have different dreams, hopes and fears. Yet, they’re not so different from each other when it comes to love. When their paths cross, there is no doubt they belong together. Except for that one, essential difference: they didn’t receive the same date.

Or, a fic about differences that make no difference at all: Harry and Louis are soulmates. In every way possible. Featuring Niall as a role model, and Liam and Zayn as a different kind of role models.

Pinkies Never Lie by emma1234 (83k)

AU in which Louis hates his job and loves Harry, Harry just wants a distraction, everyone else wants them to get their shit together, and Louis learns the hard way that new beginnings are only possible when something ends.

Play the Odds by alivingfire (25k)

Harry and Louis are best friends since childhood who, after a night of drinking, find themselves locked in a bet: first one to kiss the other a thousand times wins. Wins what? They don’t know. Glory, Harry supposes. Bragging rights, though those don’t do much in this economy. All Harry knows is that this is one bet he can finally win. What he doesn’t expect, though, is what happens when he starts kissing his best friend on a daily basis.

Namely, he doesn’t expect falling head over heels in love with his best friend.

Now all he has to do is make sure the bet never ends, so he never has to stop kissing Louis.

say i hate you but i always stay by clicheanna (8k)

Or the one where Harry hates Louis, he’s almost sure Louis hates him, and they live together. Driving him to football practice everyday is not apart of Harry’s plans, but Louis is pretty adamant if it means annoying Harry.

Unbelievers by isthatyoularry (136k)

It’s Louis’ senior year, and he’s dead set on doing it right. However, along with his pair of cleats, a healthy dose of sarcasm and his ridiculous best friend, he’s also got a complicated family, a terrifyingly uncertain future, and a mortal enemy making his life just that much worse. Mortal enemies “with benefits” was not exactly the plan.

Or: The one where Louis and Harry definitely aren’t friends, and football is everything.

You and The Moon and Neptune (Got it Right) by alienharry (34k)

Louis has always wanted to meet his soulmate; he’s built his life around the plan that one day his soulmate would come along, and they could begin their happily ever after.

Harry has always wanted to travel; he’s built his life around the idea that nothing is permanent, and seeing the world is his only objective - soulmates mean nothing to him after all.

You’re the Light by allwaswell16 (31k)

Before beginning a new graduate school in the fall, Louis Tomlinson decides to spend the summer working in Chicago as an editor’s assistant for the Chicago Tribune newspaper and staying with his old college roommate. What he finds on his first day of work is a tall, gorgeous editor named Harry who has the most beautiful green eyes he’s ever seen—and who also happens to be his new boss.

#fic rec list #i just recently read i carry your heart with me #and it was a v good fic #also read you're the light yesterday #alsoooooo a v good fic #i had rather is an entire series #but i just rec'd the first part since the second part isn't done yet #anyways enjoy anon #i'll prob reblog this in the morning since it's gonna get buried in harry and liam content #Anonymous #answered

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bazzledazzled · 7 years

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Sports + Solangelo

Ahhhh frien I is so sorry this took so long to write!!! I just had a hard time finding inspiration….

Okay so I was gonna try and do a normal AU for this prompt bc I mean it’s sports what is it supposed to be but somehow it “accidentally” turned into a Hogwarts AU???? Anyway, QUIDDITCH TIME!!!

“Wassup Di Angelo?” Will called, perched on top of his broom as if it was a skateboard. It shook a little, causing him to fall a to the ground. Nico rolled his eyes.

“I think you should be a little more worried about staying on your broom instead of socializing, Solace.”

“Pft. I’m fine,” Will says, rubbing his head. He grabbed the broom from where it was floating in midair and swung his legs over it, flying up beside Nico.

“Bettcha I can catch the snitch before you can,” Will says with a crazy glint in his eye.

“Don’t make bets you can’t win, Solace.”

“Who says I can’t?” Before Nico could come up with a snarky retort, Percy, the person who would be commenting on today’s match, shouted, “Stop flirting you two it’s time for the match to start.” Nico felt himself blush as he rose up above the pitch, waiting for the moment the snitch was released. Will flies up in front of Nico and leans forward on his broom.

“Scared Di Angelo?” he says jokingly. Nico snorts.

“You wish.” The whistle blows.

“And they’re off! Slytherin gains possession of the quaffle, stealing it from right under poor Apollo’s nose. Better luck next time,” Percy says, then murmurs, “Maybe that will teach you to stop staring at your reflection.” Apollo glared at him as Percy put his hands up defensively.

“Oh! Looks like Gryffindor had gained possession as Rachel hits a nasty bludger towards Reyna! Oh that’s definitely going to be a dent in their relationship…” Annabeth, sitting beside Percy, elbows him in the ribs.

“Jason takes possession of the quaffle, streaking towards the Slytherin keeper, Piper. He shoots and… misses by five feet. Wow Jason even I could’ve shot that better and I have a broken arm.”

“You try shooting with your glasses broken,” Jason calls out.

“Point taken. Anyways, now it looks like Slytherin is back in possession with Reyna streaking towards the Gryffindor goal. Still no sign of the snitch yet. Hopefully this game will run into overtime so we can miss our classes.” There are a few cheers from students, but then something catches his eye. A green and red blur hurtling towards the ground at rapid speed.

“Well it looks like our seekers have found the snitch! It looks like it’s going to be a close one…” Everyone holds their breath.

Around Will and Nico the noise of the stadium fades out to a low hum of cheers and encouragements as they race towards the green pitch spreading out around them. But there is only three things that Nico is atuned to. The snitch, Will with his red robes billowing out behind him, and himself on his broom, the ground rising to meet him.

Turning back to the snitch, a smirk falls across Nico face as he picks up speed, inching in front of Will. Slytherin was going to win.

“And it looks like–” Right before Nico could grab the snitch, it darted left, just out of his grasp. He changed his direction to follow it, but unfortunately that happened to be the exact place that none other than Will Solace happened to be in as they crashed into one another, tumbling to the ground in a big heap.

“Two seekers down! Looks like this game is going to be cut short…” There are a few groans from the audience, but most of the people are already moving out of their seats, trying to see if their friends are okay. The Gryffindor and Slytherin teams fly down from where they are in the sky, the game abandoned as they help carry their groaning teammates to the infirmary. Soon they’re all shooed away as Madame Pomfrey does her work.

–

“Ow,” is the first thing Nico says when he wakes up. He’s filled with disorientation as he realizes that he isn’t on the pitch or in the skies, but in the infirmary with the smell of medicine and something bittersweet tingling the air. Then, slowly he starts to piece together the limited amounts of information he has to figure out why he’s here.

“Will.” He says, standing up. He ran into him with his broom… oh god.

He looks around the room, trying to make out Will’s form when he sees it a few beds down from his. Seeing him sends an odd sense of calm through Nico as he walks over to Will.

“Hey Will.”

“Nico!” Will says happily.

“You okay?” Nico asks, taking in his broken arm. He definitely got hit harder…

“Oh I’m great I was wondering when you’d come over I’ve been bored out of my mind and then Madame Pomfrey told me I needed to rest and I told her I couldn’t and then she gave me medicine and have I ever mentioned how beautiful you look?” For a long time Nico stares at him, confused with everything that came out of his mouth and not processing a single word of the last part of Will’s rant. Then–

“Wait what?”

“You’re a pretty boy, Nico di Angelo,” Will says with a giggle.

“Too pretty for me. For anyone.” Nico finds himself blushing. Nobody has ever said anything close to that to him. Ever.

“N-no.”

“What do you mean.”

“I’m just a normal kid that blends into the shadows more.” Will takes Nico’s face in his hands, his expression unfocused.

“No. You are extraordinary. You are the stars in the night sky and the sun on a summer day. You are the universe, and so much more.” Something about that medicine must’ve made him a little loopy.

“Okay Will how about you rest…”

“I love you, Nico di Angelo,” Will murmurs as Nico helps him lay his head back. For a moment, Nico wishes the words were true, but they would never be.

He stands up again, ready to get some sleep again, when softly Will’s voice calls out to him.

“Don’t go,” he says, a small whimper creeping into his voice.

“The monsters…”

“What monsters?” Nico says, turning around. Will shivvers.

“They’re everywhere. In the curtains, in the walls, in my friends, in my head…” Will ponders for a second. “But not in you. They won’t touch you, because they have no darkness to reach.” Everything about what he just said confused Nico, but he just nodded his head.

“Please stay.”

“I’ll be right here.”

#im lazy and did not read through this and it probably sucks #im not the biggest fan of the ending but i didn't know what else to do and that seemed like the best option??????#idk #i still don't know if Will is a gryffindor or a slytherin i pretty much just put him in gryffindor bc it would be easy to name teammates #and ye???#idkkk #help #solangelo #solangelo fanfiction #nico di angelo #will solace #hoo #toa #pjo #candy writes pjo

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lunnonbridges · 4 years

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2019

saw Rachels tumblr post wrapping up her 2019 so ima do the same thing lol ty for the inspiration rachel <3

2019 was wild had some amazing highs and some devastating lows but i mean that happens every year lol.

school: completed my favorite clinical ever in the ED wow i could go on forever about it because i enjoyed it so much and i learned so much and wow ED nursing is amazing and so crucial i can’t wait to work in the ED again in a few years (hopefully) overall i enjoyed school surprisingly i love nursing and i can’t wait to finally use my BSN, RN in action in a few months. i!! am!! a!! college!! graduate!!! passed NCLEX too thank god (no real lows in the school department actually)

work: got to put my RN license in action working as a flu nurse haha i thought it was gonna be more intense but it was actually pretty chill just giving shots lol im not afraid of giving shots at all now because i did it literally for a job lol. got hired to be an oncology nurse at swedish which was nice :) the not nice thing was having my license delayed though which means now i am not working as a nurse T_T but i mean at least i still have the job--just got delayed but nothing to beat myself up over it. glad i found a full time babysitting job to fill the void in the meantime though :) winston is a very cute baby and i love him a lot and i am excited to see him again ahah hes such a darling and pay is enough for me to pay rent and some but rip savings haha

family: feels kinda the same? i’ve always been decently close with my immediate family i guess but going to the wedding and seeing everyone for the first time in a while was weird--i am def the most liberal and like out there out of the entire family i would say like what i believe in and what i hold important etc but i mean thats also not a bad thing--they focus too much on religion and like conservative ways in my opinion and i am too scared to talk about that stuff with extended family lol bc they are so stuck in their ways and i dont want more lectures lol i dont go to church in seattle but i go to church when i am home lol all convos at home become church related somehow and i hate it honestly...i don’t want religion shoved down my throat anymore please!!!!!! it is so suffocating

fitness/body image: started gyming a lot this past summer and continued it until december loll bc i got busy with life but i gained a lot of muscle mass and started feeling good about how i looked for the first time ever really (so sad i know) gained some weight too but that’s ok bc muscle mass. hopefully i can go back to the gym in january so i can work on getting slim thiccc lol i’m such a twig. i am not worrying too much about weight anymore because it is just a number! but i do relapse sometimes and worry too much over how i look--it is a work in progress

friendship: for the most part good or actually honestly all good because the only friend i feel like i kinda lost is Jason? but i mean hes off doing his own thing with his own friends and SO so its ok. if he’s happy im happy for him! maintained friendships with everyone i was close with before and even caught up with some old friends like alice, esther, rowena and i even met up with priyanka once although she never hits me up anymore lol i tried ok she is a busy person. got pretty close with like albert and will especially the past few months and everyone else really through talking to them about my struggles and issues and i know they all care about me truly <3 i love my friends and i am very grateful for the bunch of them. still close to michael and michelle! and i became close to michelle kang thanks to rachel <3 hehe i love rachel she keeps it real for me and is there for me regardless i love living with her and being with her and she just gets me ya know? ily lots rachel wifey <3

relationships: wow where do i even begin....life was going well with jason and then it just went downhill and i am writing this post as single as i can possibly be HAHA we broke up in sept after 3 years but no hard feelings right? hes with someone else and i am content/over him for sure---i was losing feelings which is one reason why i called it off lol but ya he taught me alot but at the same time a lot of people don’t think he was the best for me lol...they all tell me i could do better/glad i am not with him so interesting to hear this now tbh we had some issues and they couldn’t be resolved properly...hope he isn’t mad at me or anything idk....i can say confidently that i am over him 10000000% and i won’t look back. downloaded dating apps in seattle lol and i got wrecked for 2019 HAHA met a really nice guy and hit it off well and i was really liking him but ya tldr did couple-y things and were even exclusive just to have it called off bc there was no attraction and surprisingly i’m not mad at all even now! it hurt the first few days but im over it now. thank you next! (if youre reading this please know this is true and i do want to be friends and this time apart with me being in the bay has helped a lot--took my mind off of a lot of things lol i just want whats best for you!) i know hes looked at my tumblr before lol thats how close we were imo since only a select handful know of this page... he was the first guy i was amazed at for his maturity and levelheadedness actually so kudos to him! not many guys are like him so hopefully the next is just as mature lol i am talking to some guys super casually tho but ya i gotta just focus on myself and friends/fam instead of boys lmao...i am extremely afraid of being vulnerable and opening up and even truly liking someone again because they always leave and i always get hurt and broken lol hopefully i learned my lesson this time haha boys are scary and i have 0 expectations anymore ha ha ha! im open to dating not too sure about being tied down though idk if the right boy comes along so be it! i dont want to come off as like dependent and insecure and always needing a boy with me for validation--i dont want to jump from 1 boy to another boy so fast bc my heart needs time to heal and recover lol i am baby heh

this is a very long post so ima write my 2020 goals on a different post aha overall 2019 sucked kinda but also didn't suck lol hopefully 2020 is better haha

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victoriaschamberofsecrets · 7 years

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Hey it’s Reilly. Remember how I used to rant about boys in high school on here? Well guess who’s back. Me. I’m here to rant about some more bitches. In case you didn’t know me, I’m a well-established hoe who doesn’t trust anyone ever. I decided to take a chance on some boy and it did not work out well. AM I SURPRISED? No. Did I mean to capitalize that whole sentence? Also no. I’m halfway drunk still. Woke up for some reason at 4 AM. I don’t want to go back to sleep. I would like the rest of the world to wake up for me. I’m having a bad day. Can’t they just wake up on my simple command? Imagine if I was like an Egyptian Queen or something and I just woke up at 4am and decided that it was time to start the day. That would be really dramatic. I would totally wake everyone in the town up though. That’s very me. Hey, Reilly, why are you talking about Egypt and shit? I don’t know. I did a lot of questionable things within the last 24 hours(send train emojis to my second ex, text some guy I used to hookup with and snapchat a really ugly picture of me to some other guy I used to hookup with). The only thing I don’t regret is moving the fuck out of my boyfriend’s hotel (internship) and starting a new life without him. Listen, I’ve been depressed (like hardcore skipping work and sleeping instead) for the past week and that shit ends now. I’M FUCKING DONE. Did I mean to capitalize that sentence? Yes. It was for effect. #English. Yeah I’m an English major. The funny thing is in the movies everyone that’s an English major gets a job writing for some hot shot newspaper or writes the next big hit novel before 20. Oh my god that bothers the shit out of me. Not only is my major fucking useless but also I’m pretty useless. I couldn’t even keep an internship for a whole summer. Go figure. Now that I’m single though I feel like I have so many possibilities. I have all the possibilities. Also I have all the outfits to do the possibilities because I’ve been online shopping at 4am. Why? I don’t know. I got this confidence out of nowhere. But I’m going to Gainesville tomorrow and I don’t have a job or anything useful to do besides go on a diet and work out. I will be drinking a lot but I’m hoping omelettes and late night showers are enough to cure my hangovers. Also hopefully I don’t cry in the middle of middletown. That would be awkward. Anyway, back to my future. I thought for a while about going to Switzerland to teach English bc hello laid back lifestyle and basically all the money I make I can travel on the weekends with. I gave that shit up and thought about moving to California with my boyfriend bc he was going to get a job at Google. Guess who didn’t get the job. Am I surprised? NO. This bitch is lazier than me and I’m like dude you’re not an English major you can’t fuck shit up like this. I don’t really like no motivation in guys. The only thing I liked about this boy in particular was his body TBH. Not his dick. Because I’ve done a lot better most of the time. Just his body. Made me realize that I’m not into skinny little twerps anymore. But I’m also not into muscly dudes who think its okay to invite girls to middletown and buy them a drink because they know they have a nice body. Am I bitter? Can you tell? Honestly I’m ready to fuck shit up. But also I know that if I get crazy then he can justify me breaking up with him. So.... What do I do instead? Nothing, my friends. My absence will be noted more than my presence and I’m rather fucking okay with that idea. I do emotional revenge shit not some fucked up shit like slash his tires or something. I would love to have my mom’s clients rough him up though. Actually thinking that may be a good idea. But I know deep down it’s not. And emotional revenge hurts more than physical. That’s how I do. Anyway, about my life because we’re mature bitches and I move past betrayl. So I’ve been depressed for like two years now. Had to go back and edit that. bc I said one year and then I was like wait.. no it’s been 2. Why am I so fucked up? I don’t know. It’s definitely Genetics. Capitalize the genetics because its the devil. Apparently my aunt is depressed and my cousins are high key on addy. Also dat granma got hospitalized for being addicted to Valium which was a thing back in her day but honestly she probably needed some sort of antidepressant. She’s just chillin now. Not leaving the house and shit. Just like my dad does. I told him to go to therapy but he doesn’t listen because I’m #young and I don’t #knowwhatI’mtakingabout. Except I do know what I’m talking about and he’s in denial that he’s depressed and has accepted that he has no friends and no life and thinks its cool to cheat on my mom with her best friend. You go dad. He totally avoided every “cheating bastard” conversation my mom and I had about Kurt yesterday. I’m very disappointed. Why are all the cats awake right now? Are they always up and about in the night time? Probably honestly. Cats are nocturnal. We all know that. But damn that’s hella cool. You fucking get lit in the dark at 4am on a Sunday. I’m fucking there for that. Go cats. Go Panthers. The hockey team. I like hockey. I brought my stupid ex boyfriend to hockey games. Fuck that. ALSO any boy I date from now on is paying for everything. I don’t give a FUCK about equality anymore because I would split checks for the sake of my independence. Fuck that. I’M FUCKING DONE. That’s what I said to Kurt when I broke up with him. He tried to blame shit on the fact that we weren’t going to last forever I’m like fuck that. We were having a grand time until drunk you decided to text some random girl and not me. I looked her up on Facebook btw. Jew nose. That’s all I have to say. And I also told him it’s sad that he can’t make it 6 months with anyone like damn son you were my shortest relationship The problem is not me. It’s you. And I told him I feel sorry for him. That he can’t trust anyone enough to open up. Hope that hurt. Probably not though. One day he’ll realize. And I’ll probably be married by then. Yikes. Why am I still drunk? I mean I’m coherent enough to write my every little thought so obviously I’m not super fucked. Wish I could write some fiction right now. But honestly it would probably be some passive aggressive story about how much boys suck. So I’m not going to do that. Omg I was editing my previous writing and forgot I was online shopping so I’m going to do that now. Note: It’s 6am. Made a $100 order from Tobi. I need a job. Honestly might work at Jimmy Johns for the time being. Because why not. It’s good money. And its cash which is chill. We shall see. Goodnight my friends. I go sleepy sleep.

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hihi! <333

it didn’t stay for long but then it started snowing a lot again and this time it seems like it will stick.. dude crazy how different our climates are rn.. i can only imagine how warm it is rn in aus. no worries! there’s always a tomorrow after today :DDD my days has been nothing but stressing over school and exams, watching haikyuu, playing genshin and thinking about you (sry i have to flirt can’t help it 😜) wbu?

i do have her, i meant hypothetically ! also THE DILUC COMIC IS SO SPOT ON gosh that’s so funny shhdkdhdjdjdj that happened with my boy bennett he just... can’t light those torches... bouken da bouken... 3: gotta bring out amber for that task tbh.

traveller is such a op!! from what i gather people sleep on them because they’re free and there are “more” exciting characters but traveller is a five star!!! put some respect on their name 😤 to each their own, but yk. underrated baby.

YEAH PRO BENDERS!!!!!!! well.. they’re on opposite teams and something happens at an important match of theirs so they’re forced to link up to survive and well.. yeah 😌 i’ve written about 20k words and i’m not even half done with the story help... i really wanna finish it though... anyway yes i do write shdksjdksjdk at first i was too shy to bring it up but you know so much about me already might as well.. 😶 i’ve written for years but i only started posting seriously again after years of not doing it in 2020... i have a couple out actually !! shsjdjhdjdjd not a lot of klance but some bnha ! 🥺 maybe someday i’ll share... 🥺

this connects a bit with this ^ part above as well i suppose. it was incredibly freeing ! it was actually the best thing i’ve done to myself.. idk i realized that that life was just dragging me down so much... always being connected and knowing everything all the time drained me so much. then i just cut everything out and found myself??? this sounds so generic but it’s true jshsjjsisjfj if it’s something you’ve thought about i truly recommend it!!! it takes some time to get used to the silence but god when you do it’s so relaxing. it’s like... so fun hanging out with yourself. i got into so many shows and watched so much movies and stuff by myself and made my own memories and i treasure that so much. shdhdkdhkssj this got so deep..... freelance writing do be like that. you can’t force it you just gotta let it come to you. but looking at your posting list you’re super consistent and it’s always quality fics so don’t feel too bad!! here’s an outside view telling you that you’re doing super well... <333

COUPLES THAT FIGHT TOGETHER STAY TOGETHER. yea they fucking do. look at us being todobaku kinnies... dhsjdhkshsksjdhdkd LMAO. GOD SERIOUSLY AAAA??????? wait 😭😭 venti baby is coming home..... he is coming home!! 😭😭😭😭 i’ve thought about it seriously and i’d happily pay money to have him his fighting style is just soooo good... 🥺 imagine if we had xiao and venti that would be so sexy of us. manifesting it all day every day. you know i would happily give some financial support for your xiao pulls... if it comes down to it <333333 i haven’t read anything either i haven’t thought much about shipping while playing tbh shksdhksshdk maybe someday for fun tho.. also i had no idea!!!! i’m def gonna check it out, is it on their website?

if they announced a movie and it was a prequel... i’d be so upset. like... so fucking upset lmao. there are so many unresolved loose ends it would be so annoying... but truthfully i don’t think they’ll do it. voltron took to hard of a hit for them to pull a move like that lmao .

hmmmm it’s true that studio ghibli movies end too fast.. one moment you’re like... in this amazing beautiful world and the next there are end credits. haku is BESTEST boy. dragon king.... <3333 you’re going on a studio ghibli marathon??? how beautiful of you. <3

🥺 ik but i love asking.... you know that tumblr post where the dude talks about how he keeps calling his wife ‘my wife’ because it makes him happy to remember that they’re married? that’s literally me.. ANYWAY AAAAA ! a one shot multichap sounds soooooooooo good.... i’d love to read it pls i’d be so honored. it’s up to you though i’d accept Anything i too have my whole heart open..

btw i’ve never asked but always wondered: what kind of music do you listen to? <3

*bernie voice* i am once again asking for your forgiveness. i keep sending these long ass asks i rly need to chill... goodbye LMAO :*

(‘read more’ again bc my reply got long fhksjfjds)

hi bb!

oooo nice! did you get to play in the snow~ and yeah ahah it’s close to 30 degrees rn! it was pretty shit earlier in the week but it’s gonna get hotter again for a bit. does it get pretty hot in sweden in the summer? or are you guys too close to the north pole or something for that to happen

that sounds good!! (other than the horrible thing that is school...) ahah you’ve got my heart going doki doki now please 🤪💓. in all honesty it seems pretty balanced tho i do hope you’re taking breaks from study and all!! hmm today i got up super late again and then i tried to go for a walk (it was too hot so i came back) and then i was editing a fic! and now i’m gonna play genshin bc i think a new event started, then hopefully maybe finally start studying fhksjfd

ahh ! AHHAHA nooooo rip :( but omg i still can’t believe you have bennett.. like i know that i haven’t tried for this banner and maybe i would have him too if i did but 😩😩 he’s so cute!! WAIT on that topic guoba does that too i swear i have to like make so many calculations and figure out the optimal spot to place him so he won’t go breathing fire in the wrong direction XD

i 10000000% agree!!! like excuse me they can also control TWO elements???? who else could ever 😩 i watched a video about geo traveller too some time ago and that made me stop sleeping on them like damn they did some damage!

hehehe that sounds so intriguing 👀 20k!!! that’s more than i could ever omg... sending you strength!! you’ve got this 💪💪 icb you were too shy to bring it up pls im losing my mind over here 😭 but aw that’s really nice <3 maybe 2020 did some good after all.. !!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! pls whenever you’re ready i’m here... or mayhaps would you be okay with just plain copying a snippet into an ask sometime i promise i won’t look it up and try find you 😩 but i wanna witness some of your magnificence !

(also scratch that genshin co-op date idea um... fic collab instead?! could you imagine 😌)

yeah ugh i totally get the being drained feeling.. it’s like it doesn’t bring you joy you know? and you’re just still there bc you’ve just always been there and it’s too late to leave. !!! that does sound really tempting.. but i think i’m a bit too attached to the people i’ve met (you being one of them hehe) to fully let go. but if in the future i just need to take a break i’ll def do it! i was hesitant about doing that last year but now that i’ve done it before surely I won’t hesitate before doing it again (tho i’ve noticed that whenever i try to leave/take a break some new thing happens or releases and i’m losing my mind and can’t go fskjfhsd)

tysm marriage anon i appreciate you sm 😭💞 but yeah it’s easy to get lost in it sometimes but then i’ll look back and see how much i’ve actually done throughout the year and it’s like?? wow i did actually do and achieve a lot? so perspective matters i guess ahah

FHKDSJFH okay but todobaku who’s who? i like writing from bakugou’s POV more which makes me think I can relate to him more (like i used to write from lance’s pov a lot! that, and just bc we both love keith a lot 🤪) but i do write from todoroki’s pov quite a bit too.. hm.

and yes!!! honestly if venti is actually coming back i should invest in getting him too.. he can do so much !! the only issue i have is that i don’t really like bow users bc i’m shit at aiming hfkdsjfhjsd. waiting for the day we can live out our xiaoven dreams <333 FKJSHFKJSD and please don’t give me money for that fhsdkfjs!! spend it on yourself instead 😩😩 but also real talk i wasn’t gonna say this bc i’m uber paranoid that somehow someone will read it and hack into my account FKHSFKSJD but i have like... 12k primogems rn AHAHAH so i’m feeling good about getting him! ty for the offer tho but seriously, let that go to your own genshin funds first if anything fhksjfds get yourself a c6 venti. yeah honestly me not really shipping anyone is a big reason why i haven’t read anything either lolll. like the art is good and i’m fine but i’m not invested enough to read fics about it yet fdshfkjs. yup it is! in case you haven’t found it yet, here! (i saw that the prologue alone was 74 pages and yeeted out of there hfdsjf)

yeah i think dreamworks ended up kinda unhappy with it all FKJFHKDSHFS but honestly with how they ended the show i feel like in their minds all ends were tied so the only option would be for a prequel? idk. and also bc i feel like movies from shows tend to do that ahaha. or omg a spinoff with completely new characters and maybe we only get mentions or cameos of the old ones hfkdsjf

yesss i’m so excited to at least get through the most popular ones!! still haven’t started howl’s moving castle yet tho lol. can’t wait to finally understand when everyone talks about these movies 😩

no i don’t know that post?? but omg.. 💕💕 also is this an appropriate time to ask what your pronouns are/how you like to be referred to FHSDKFHSD i’ve been using non-gendered language as much as i could bc idk what you prefer!

okay i might.. post a link to that doc in an ask sometime soon then or hm.... what if i continued working on it instead... many different options hfskjdfd

i mostly listen to kpop!! ahah in recent years i’ve really said fuck western media and fully immersed in the asian stuff.. but yeah my ults are bts but i really got into seventeen in 2020 and i love them so much... they’re all so funny btsvt collab when HFKSFJS. hbu??

*bernie voice* i am once again asking you to stop apologising >:( please these are genuinely the highlight of my day LOL i am always looking forward to your messages!! pls do not chill >:((((

yours, c.r. <3

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