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spyder-junkie · 10 months

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EARTH 42 MILES MORALES X READER Part 3

part 1 part 2 part 3 part 4

this one was short because we’re bringing mama Rio in the next part

The next thing you notice about miles is he is NOTT a good texter.

nonetheless, you work with him, trying your best to pick a day where your schedules to meet up.

“Dont worry about it, mami. Just be cute when I get there.” Miles’ voice rings out through the phone as you look for an outfit. You can hear the clicking of his game controller through the phone.

Its 12:00pm right now, Miles was coming to you meet you at 1:30

“Mkay.” You mumbled, putting different shirts up to your chest in the mirror.

“Ill see you when you get here.” You say, looking at the phone.

“nos vemos pronto, hermosa.” He says, hanging up the phone.

you take extra care while getting ready. You were not quite sure if this was a date, but spending the day with Miles still had your stomach in a twist.

You close the clasp on your necklace just as your phone dings with a text from miles.

You grab your bag, jogging through your apartment to the front door.

Miles bares a little smile when your eyes meet his.

“You look nice, ma” He says, stepping aside so you can lock the door behind yourself.

“Youre not too bad yourself.” You smile,

Miles leads you away from your apartment building and down the block. Its mildly warm outside, and the sun is out.

As you walk to begin to notice Miles’ hand continuously brushing yours. Then slowly his fingers crawl into your palm until your hands are clasped together.

You look over at miles, who is exaggeratedly looking at the sky and pretending to whistle with a goofy smile.

You giggle, holding his hand tightly.

You didnt even know Miles had a sense of humor.

“You feelin’ icecream?” He asks suddenly, pointing to an icecream spot on the strip.

“Always.” You reply, letting him lead you inside.

The place is cute, summer beach themed, and empty momentarily.

Miles smirks down at you as you browse all the flavors in the display case.

“What are you gonna get?” You ask, not looking away from the glass.

“Vanilla.” Miles’ answer is quick.

“What? Thats so borninggg.” You say.

“I havent really gotten into crazy flavors.” He shrugs.

You shake your head.

“Pick a flavor for me then.”

You look back at him, then at the case again.

You choose brownie for yourself, and cookies and cream for Miles.

And as soon as the woman behind the counter hands you the cones, Miles is at the counter, paying for the both of you before you can protest.

The two of you find a bench down the block to sit at afterwards, enjoying your ice creams peacefully.

“You like it?” You ask, gesturing to his icecream.

“Mhm, its real sweet.” He says

“Wanna try?” He extends his cone towards you.

You shyly take a lick from his ice cream, savoring the flavor thoughtfully.

“Its good.” You smile.

“Wanna try mine?” Miles doesn’t think too hard about it, pulling in a bit of yours with his lips.

His face scrunchs up for a moment.

“Yours is MAD sweet.” He says.

“You dont like sweet things?” You ask, turning to face him on the bench.

“I like you.” He says suddenly.

“But nah, im not huge on sweets.” He goes back to eating his ice cream

The two of you go to a park afterwards, spending the day outside.

Youre still there just as the sun begins to set.

“Its gonna be dark soon.” You say, staring up at the sky with your head in Miles’s lap. He was seated upright on the grass, you laid against him.

“Imma walk you home, ma.” Miles says, looking down at you, while you watch the sky.

“Gonna make sure there arent any more men following me?” You joke.

“That shit wont happen again, not while Ive got you.”

And he means it.

He keeps his hand in yours on the walk home, rubbing the back of your hand with his thumb.

When the two of you reach your door, hes giving you a pretty smile.

“Be careful, okay?” Miles’ eyes widen as you press a small kiss to his cheek.

“Im always careful.” He says, pressing his hand to his cheek

you give him a flat stare.

“Aight aight, not always. Mi mal, hermosa.”

You shake your head, wishing him goodbye with a warm smile.

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locusbewitched · 2 years

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date recorded for this log- 6/19/22

it tastes like peanuts on top of vanilla icecream in here, its so strong i can even taste the choclate syrup all surrounding in the tall glass bowl… today is very active for sure… ..

#i think this implies some sort of set forward action soon to take position but i can not differentiate because the flavor of the glass bowl #is unclear #another song has prevelantly consumed me #so maybe its just the aura to these tunes however i wouldnt know this hasnt happened frequent enough for me to distinguish between the #different possible explanations #if it is then i will tell you by your side from the omori ost tastes like vanilla icecream with peanuts and chocolate syrup is the aura #of that song #hmm…#song aura #possible #environment aura

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vanilla-flavored-icecream · 4 months

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Jevil.

(Screenshot used & credits undercut)

I used this screenshot for reference (lmao)

(Screenshot taken from this video)

Candleholder belongs to @huecycles ...I think?

I'm sorry idk a lot about candleholder.

#vanilla-flavored-icecream #candleholder #deltarune #jevil #candleholder belongs to huecycles i think?#cw eyestrain?#maybe idk

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kcrossvine-art · 1 year

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Γεια σας! Here we are at the Penultimate Redwall Recipe we're going to cover, and this ones a two-fer as most of the drinks are. Today from the Redwall Cookbook we're covering both Applesnow and Mossflower Mulled Cider!

(you can also find the original recipe at the bottom if you’d like to follow along)-

MY NAMES CROSS NOW LETS COOK LIKE ANIMALS

SO, “what goes in to an Applesnow?” YOU MIGHT ASK

Sauce apple (such as McIntosh or Cortland)

Ground cinnamon

Sugar

Eggwhite

AND, “well, what goes in to an Mossflower Mulled Cider?” YOU MIGHT ASK

2 cups apple cider

3 tablespoons sugar

4 cloves

1 cinnamon stick

Pinch ground allspice

2 slices lime or lemon

Applesnow is essentially applesauce but fancy-ed with the egg, you can cook more or less time for various applesauce consistencies, the time this recipe gives will have it be less mushy (or not cooked at all…).

AND, “what does each taste like?” YOU MIGHT ASK

Theyre both very simple dishes that pack a lot of flavor!

Applesnow is definitely best served chilled

Eggwhites, when beaten enough, have a good texture to them (youll need to beat them until theyre soft-firm peaks!!! Don't underbeat them!!)

Though the taste of eggwhites on the applesauce is….. Acquired. I did not like it, it tasted too savory/breakfasty

the cider is sweet and smooth, buttery

citrus adds a really nice tang to balance out the more complicated flavors

The english have some damn weird desserts

. doubled allspice amount in applesnow . doubled cinammon/cloves amount in cider

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From deciding to make both to having both completed and ready to eat, id say it took about an hour- most of this was me double checking recipes and waiting for my electric stovetop to heat haha.

Applesnow is a fascinating concept- you dont often see egg whites alone used in end results. It doesnt have a strong flavor on its own but the texture is very satisfying because its layered with the applesauce, and the applesauce is delicious because its spiced. Measure with your heart on that also. But whipping egg whites is quite a bit of work and i think i wouldve personally liked this better with vanilla bean icecream? Making it closer to a sundae than Applesnow.

The Mossflower Mulled Cider makes about one large glass, so id recommend making the recipe in a larger quantity just given how long it takes for spices to incorporate. Also, try to shoot for a tall saucepan! I made mine in the same pot i use for pasta and had it been just a wee bit shorter on the walls it wouldve been impossible to stir enough for the sugar to incorporate.

Really excited to get to the last redwall recipe next review! I have some closing thoughts on the book and hopefully it wont take me too long to come out with it. Thank you all so much for reading along this far, it really does mean a lot to me how much folks have enjoyed this series and seeing people save recipes for cooking later :')

I give Applesnow an 8/10, and Mossflower Mulled Cider a 10/10 (with 1 being food that makes one physically sick and 10 being food that gives one a lust for life again.)

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Applesnow Ingredients:

1 large sauce apple (such as McIntosh or Cortland), peeled, cored, and thinly sliced

1 teaspoon ground cinnamon (optional)

Sugar (or other sweetener), to taste

1 egg white (see Note)

NOTE: Raw Egg Whites For most healthy people, the risk of salmonella food poisoning from a fresh egg white is small. To minimize this risk, use the egg white directly from the refrigerator and serve immediately, or, to avoid all risk, substitute powdered egg whites. Follow package directions to reconstitute the equivalent of one white.

Method:

Place the apple slices in a saucepan with the cinnamon, if using, and add 2 tablespoons ofwater. Bring to a boil over medium heat, then cover the pan, reduce the heat, and simmer until the apple goes mushy, 5 to 10 minutes.

Transfer the apple mush to a bowl, add the sugar, and beat until smooth. Let cool.

Just before serving, beat the egg white in a mixer until stiff. Fold the egg white into the apple and serve.

Mossflower Mulled Cider Ingredients:

2 cups apple cider

3 tablespoons sugar

4 cloves

1 cinnamon stick

Pinch ground allspice

2 slices lime or lemon

Method:

In a saucepan over medium heat, combine the cider, sugar, cloves, cinnamon and allspice and stir together until the sugar has dissolved. Continue to heat until the cider reaches a boil.

Take the pan off the heat, cover it, and let sit for 10 to 15 minutes. Strain out the whole spices and serve warm, garnished with a lime or lemon slice

#cross cooks redwall #food recipe #digital art #redwall

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c00kietin · 2 months

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a lil messy comic of these two I made on @vanilla-flavored-icecream's whiteboard :]

#if you know the reference you deserve a comically large gold star #my art #deltarune #rouxls kaard #lancer deltarune #art

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fuxuannie · 1 year

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rlly rlly quick drabble i thought of ignore my no layout post i havent done this in forever (its 10am and im lazy)

A memory you hold dearly to your heart was one that comes from when you and DAN HENG were younger.

The little boy held onto your hand as you two lined up for icecream, discussing what flavor to get for the day. "I want vanilla.." He says, pointing at the sign as you nod your head. "And I want (flavor of choice)!" You smile at the old man who took care of the stand. "Of course, now I'd like you two to count how much you'll need." He says sweetly, he knew you both well and liked to help you two in pursuing your knowledge. "Eeh.. But Mister, I don't know how to count yet.."

"It's a total of 28." Dan Heng answered for you.

His eyes that were glued to the floor immediately shift to you when he feels you slightly slump in sadness. "Aww.. we don't have enough.." And he immediately starts to panic for whatever reason. "D-don't be sad! It's okay, we can find another place.."

But you two hear the laughter from the old man, looking up at him as he pulls out one of those twin popsicles that were much cheaper and intended to share between two people. "Here, it's on the house."

"On the house..?" "Free."

Your face immediately lights up, tip toeing a little to grab the treat and say your due thanks before walking away. You can remember the smile of relief on Dan Heng's face when you seemingly stopped being sad.

You pass the popsicle to him so he'd open it, practically hopping in excitement as the last step was to split the orange treat in half to share.

However, when he cracked it and one chunk of it still stuck to the other side.. your excitement had faded just as quickly as it came.

No words were exchanged, but he quietly hands you that popsicle while he began to eat at the much smaller one. "Wait but.." You say, but he turns his back to you and ignores your protests against this. Though you look at the (melting) popsicle in your hands and smile, putting it in your mouth as you hug Dan Heng from behind. "Thank youuuu~"

And now in current day, the very same boy raises his brow when he notices your small chuckle. "What are you laughing about?" He'll ask, as you look at him with a fond expression.

"Wanna go out for icecream?"

He smiles a little, almost as if you both were now thinking the same thing.

"Sure, but this time you better bring your money with you."

"Nah.. I'm sure there'll be a better subsitute if I don't."

#˚₊· ͟͟͞➳❥ bailu's candy stash #honkai star rail x reader #hsr x reader #dan heng hsr x reader #dan heng x reader

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mrslankyman · 4 months

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Where is my Mind?

Mike Schmidt x (fem) Reader

Mike walked into the busy mall. A usual Saturday. Everyone scurrying around trying to get to the store they wanted. The food court surprisingly wasn’t as busy. It was only 9 am though.

So he clocked in and got onto his shift. Which consisted of just walking around and making sure no one was stealing. The grey ‘Security’ button shirt was growing a little hot.

He wished for a day without the penetrating head ache he had. He feared when he walked by people they saw right through him. A tired and dead ended man. Fighting to keep his sister and fighting even harder to convince her he was alright.

Truth be told he was far from alright. Between the threat of a court case and the fact he was behind on rent he sure as hell wasn’t gonna catch a break anytime soon.

For some reason though he always had enough pocket change to visit the ice cream shop in the food court. So that’s where he headed.

Was it too early for ice cream? Maybe.

Walking through the food court he made his way to the ice cream shop. Spotting the girl who always had a smile on her face. It sickened him slightly at how happy she could be. Though in a way he liked her smile.

“Hello Mike. What will it be today?” That friendly voice cooed. She always had that happy ring in her tone. “Just plain vanilla. In a cup.” Mike answered pulling his wallet from his pocket. Flipping it open and going to get the cash out.

Meanwhile Y/N made the ice cream. Swirling the vanilla icecream into the cup. She’s seen Mike quite a lot. He always made his way over to get an ice cream. Everyday, every week. She wondered if he had a major sweet tooth or if he never got ice cream as a kid and now that he could he’d get it everyday. Either one sounded like Mike to her. Though she barley knew him.

“Here is your plain vanilla icecream in a cup.” She held out his sweet treat to him. As he held up the $2.20 to her. She took it and smiled. He always had exact change. It surprised her. Well it used too. Till he did it everyday.

“Food courts not so busy today.” Mike turned around to her. He was planning on leaving and just sitting at one of the tables. Eat his icecream and then slug around. “Yeah.” The man gave a look around before debating. He didn’t like talking to people.

“You ever thought about trying another flavor besides vanilla?” She asked so smoothly. So happily. So friendly. Why was she talking to him?

He looked at her. If his tired eyes didn’t make her realize he didn’t wanna talk his resting bitch face sure did.

She slowly looked away. She knew he didn’t talk much. He didn’t even chat with his work buddy much. Why would he talk to her?

She just longed to make a friend. Truth be told her and Mike were similar in that sense. She graduated high school, watched all her friends go off to some great career, and here she was. Working at an ice cream shop in a mall.

Here Mike was. Both parents dead and raising his little sister. Still holding onto the hope of revenging his dead brother. He didn’t have friends. None that knew him well at least.

“I think I’ll stick to vanilla.” Was all he said as he walked off.

Y/N stared off at him. He made his way to a table and sat down. Eating his icecream.

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2 weeks

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Perhaps it was the fact his Aunt decided to give a nasty call. Or how Max couldn’t baby sit that day. Abby was getting dressed to go with Mike to work.

His boss knew his position. So he reluctantly agreed. Abby was cheerful about getting to go. Mike was annoyed on the inside. He loved his sister but..

He only had enough pocket change for one icecream.

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“Okay what flavor do you want Abby?” Mike asked looking down at her. She stared up at the menu of flavors. “Strawberry!” She gave a wide smile. The corner of Mikes lips raised as he saw her smile. She was the only thing he even cared about anymore.

“Go have a seat and I’ll get you it.” He instructed. She headed off to find a place to sit. Mike walked to the cash register to order.

“The usual today Mike?” Y/N asked in her normal happy tone.

“Ugh no, a strawberry.. cone today.” He said looking at her. Noticing the smile creep on her face he gave her a puzzled look.

“Something other than vanilla I see. Mixing it up a bit?” She giggled and grabbed a cone. Wondering what the change in flavor was for.

“No, it’s for my sister. I brought her with me today.” He answered slightly afraid. Even that small detail he thought would drive her away.

“Oh you have a sister! How nice.” She turned around with the cone in hand. “What’s her name?” She curiously asked as Mike paid. “Abby, she’s over there.” He hesitantly pointed at his sister. Who sat at a chair looking at Mike. She noticed his finger pointing at her so she waved. Giving a bright smile at the girl talking to her brother.

To her of course it seemed like the two were friends. Maybe even more. She always wondered what it would be like if her brother met someone. Would he be happier? She always noticed the way Mike looked after talking to people. They looked at him with disgust and he looked down with shame.

The only girl she saw him talk to was Max. Max didn’t seem to be his type. If he had one that is.

“Yeah I had to bring her today. Baby sitter canceled.” Mike turned back to the girl. After seeing Abby smile he couldn’t brush off this girl. He didn’t need his sister seeing that he had terrible social skills.

Though she already knew. Partly she did. She didn’t fully understand but she knew Mike had a hard time with things.

“Aw, you know. If you have to do stuff I can watch her. I get off in 30 minutes. Early day today.” She offered with a smile. That smile never left her face when she talked to him. He wasn’t used to this.

Should he let her in? Give her a chance to get to know him and his sister? She seemed nice. He’s talked to her for about 2 months now. Over icecream though..

“Okay.. yeah. That be nice.” He nodded. He regretted his decision already. She was excited to get to know Abby.

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So it became routine. Well getting an ice cream for Abby did. Before Mike left his shift Y/N would bring over a strawberry cup of ice cream. For him to take home to Abby. He lived only 5 minutes away so he figured it wouldn’t be too melted.

She enjoyed the time with Abby. Learned a lot about her and a little about Mike. How he was reserved and Abby had never seen him talk to someone so much.

That made her blush slightly. Mike treated her differently than he did others?

Perhaps it was the longing for a friend. Or the fact Mike felt somewhat different when he was around her but sometimes he came by even when he wasn’t getting ice cream.

Except today.

Today was different. No Mike. At least not at the ice cream shop. Y/N would look around. Trying to catch a glimpse of the man. She would see him walking around the food court. He never looked over at her. Never even walked over.

Did she do something? The other day was fine. She tried to recall what could have made him him give the cold shoulder.

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“You really think that vanilla is the best flavor? I’m telling you try something new.” She giggled as she handed Mike his vanilla cup. “I’m not so sure I wanna try something new.” He gave her a look. He was slowly opening up. Besides that basic resting angry face she got a quizzical look.

“Oh come on. Super Rue is good. It’s like hmm I don’t know I just know it’s good.” She leaned against the register a little. Giving a smile. She never saw Mike smile. She could never get it out of him.

“Yeah I’m sure it is.” Mike grabbed his wallet and went to give her the cash. She reached out. Her fingers brushed Mikes. She wouldn't think much of it. But this made her heart skip a beat. She looked at him for a second. He also looked at her. His eyes displaying a show of emotion he had never seen on his face. So it was hard for her to pin point what it was. She could tell it wasn’t bad.

Perhaps he just hadn’t touch someone’s hand before really. Must of been the case by the way his cheeks flared up and he awkwardly held his ice cream. She put the change in the register and Mike gave a curt good bye. She couldn’t even answer before he was off.

Though that wouldn’t give him a reason to give a cold shoulder.. would it?

It would. Mike went home that night and couldn’t stop the feeling he had in his stomach. Was it butterflies or was it the feeling of dread?

He couldn’t lie to him self. Talking to her everyday had made him feel something. Though it wasn’t that deep. Till his hand touched hers. In that moment his stomach did flips. His face grew red and he was afraid she’d see through him.

See the feelings he had pushed down. He didn’t wanna burden her with his life. She only served him ice cream everyday and smiled because that was her job. She didn’t really mean anything.

Sure she enjoyed hanging with Abby, enjoyed talking to him he assumed. She always tried to drag the conversation out. Perhaps that was her way of being friendly though.

Far from it. If he only knew how anti social she was outside of work. Even in work when any other customer came up she didn’t care to hold too long of a conversation with them. They just weren’t Mike.

So she sat their and waited her whole shift. Waiting for him to come by and ask for a plain vanilla cup.

He didn’t.

He wasted his whole shift trying to ignore her. He walked through the food court to get lunch. Forcing his eyes to not look over at the small ice cream shop. It was hard but. He needed to shove those feelings away.

He didn’t want her to see him. What would she think of him? That he was crazy? She’d likely judge him for his past and try to fix his future. He didn’t want fixing. He wanted someone to understand.

His mind isn’t some happy place. He was corroded with doubt and unforgettable memories. He wanted someone to understand those. While also being able to see him.

He never let anyone see him for that to happen though.

He was doomed to live in his mind and never get out.

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1 week

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Perhaps it was annoyance. Anger. Or the fear she was gonna lose Mike for good that Y/N clocked out of her shift right before the mall closed. And headed to securities small office. Where Mike had to clock out at. He couldn’t escape her this time.

Mike headed to the office. Opening the door and slipping inside. As he turned his eyes widened. Y/N stared at him. With that look. That look that everyone gives him. The angry, annoyed, and shameful look.

“Why have you been ignoring me?” Her words sliced through him like daggers. He never heard her use this time before.

He didn’t respond. He simply pushed past her and clocked out. He didn’t wanna talk. He didn’t wanna see her. He was afraid. Afraid he’d give him self away.

“Mike.” Her voice cut through his thoughts. Her hand grabbed his wrist. Those butterflies caught in his stomach. Her hands were warm..

He turned to her. His face giving nothing away. Though on the inside his head was racing a mile a minute this time it wasn’t from a head ache.

“Answer me.. please.” Her tone was soft, her eyes weren’t those angry annoyed ones anymore. They were sad. Sad. Something he’d seen before. Pity.

He didn’t want pity.

“I don’t need to tell you anything.” His cold answer made her frown. Sure he was standoffish. But this.. wasn’t the Mike she knew.

“Come on. You just stopped showing up one day and no matter when I try to call you over or say hi you just walk by. What is up?” He could see tears pricking the corner of her eyes.

Was she crying over him? This was new.. no one ever cared if he didn’t talk. No one cared if he didn’t reply. So why did she?

“Why do you care?” Was the only thing he could think of as a repose. Though truth be told he truly wanted to know why she cared.

“Because..” was that it? Because? No good reason? He should just go. She just wanted to pity him. He wasn’t special. He should’ve known-

“Because we’re friends aren’t we?” Those friends. That one word. Friends? Didn’t she know what she was doing to him? To just be friends.

“Friends?” He asked looking at her. Her hand on his wrist moved to his actual hand. She held his.

That electric feeling coursed through his body. His face turned red. She was going to see through him if she didn’t leave.

“You’re my friend Mike.. aren’t you?” She asked her voice so soft.. so inviting.

“I don’t know..” he said closing his eyes. Hiding him self in the darkness of his closed eyelids.

“Look at me.” She said luring him to open his eyes.

“I’m afraid..” he squeezed her hand. She squeezed back.

“Afraid of what?” She stepped closer to him. Wanting to understand him.

“Myself.. you.. everything.” Not as direct as she hoped but she understood.

“I get it..but Mike you don’t have to be afraid to me.” She put her hand on his cheek. This made his eyes open. He looked at her. His face red, his eyes had that look.. of longing. Her touch made him feel something he had never felt before.

“Are you afraid of me?” He asked her quietly.

“No Mike.. I’m not afraid of you. I’ll never be afraid of you. The only thing I’m afraid of is vanilla being the only flavor ice cream you like.” She offered that light hearted joke and for the first time in for ever. She made him smile. A real smile. His lips curled up and his teeth shown through.

“I love your smile.”

He wasn’t afraid anymore. How could he be? This girl made him smile. Not some half assed smile he’d give to please someone.. a real smile.

So maybe she’d love his mind too.

#mike schmidt #mike schimdt x reader #fnaf #fnaf movie

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