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thesecretwriter · 4 months

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how each moon boy would react to an argument with you – part 2.

summary: what the title says!

warning: fluff – like I said in part 1!

word count:

a/n: okayyyy, i saw the impact of part 1, i’m sorry for the angst! so here is some fluff to make it all better

minors/ageless blogs dni.

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part 1

Steven Grant:

It was a sleepless night for him without you.

He laid in bed and stared at the ceiling aimlessly as he though back to the argument.

You were right, he shouldn’t be going to his ex-wife about issues in a private relationship.

He looked over to his nightstand and saw that his alarm clock read 2:35am.

He groaned in frustration and got out of bed to get dressed.

He had to make things right, tonight.

The corner store on your street was thankfully opened and he went into the store with the determination to get your favourite snacks.

The store had flowers, which he of course bought and in the corner of his eye he saw something shiny and knew he had to get it too.

You awoke from your sleep groggily when you heard constant knocking at your front door.

Upon opening it, you saw Steven standing there with his hands full and his hands full.

“What’re you doing here?” you ask feeling the emotions from hours ago resurfacing.

“Uh… well I came to apologize,” he said it as if it was the most obvious thing in the world.

With a roll of your eyes, you stepped aside to let him in.

He walked in with a small smile, behind him were helium balloons which said, ‘happy birthday’ and ‘congratulations’.

You couldn’t help the small smile that made its way to your lips, but you maintained a neutral expression and locked the front door to join him in your living room.

His posture was tense as you watched him leave the contents in his hands on the nearby table. He still held the flowers in his hands as he walked to you.

“I’m sorry for everything I said and previously did. You’re absolutely right in being upset,” he said and looked at you with sincere eyes.

You knew he meant the apology, but his words and actions still tugged at your heart.

“Steven… “ you said tiredly, “I don’t know if I can-“

“No, please don’t say that,” he knew the words that were waiting to be said.

He couldn’t bare to hear them.

“I hurt you, and I shouldn’t have an I know asking you to stay with me is a lot. I just… for the first time in my life I have something I’m genuinely happy with,” he said with that all too familiar smile.

You understood his reasoning, but you needed him to understand yours as well.

“Communication in this relationship isn’t the strongest, and we need to work on that,” you said to him.

He heaved a sigh of relief.

“Tell me what I can do, and I’ll do it,”

“Layla… “ you said her name softly.

“She’s gone, I-I realised that it was extremely wrong of me to talk about you to her. I feel as though I had an obligation to compensate for the sadness I brought her previously, but i cant do it at the expense of you. it also not my place to do so,” he said truthfully.

You listened to him intently.

“Doing all of that made me blind to the fact that I was hurting you. I’m sorry, darling, so so sorry,” he made his way to you and grasped your hand with his free one whilst the other held the flowers.

“I can’t say that it’s okay, but I hope you don’t repeat this,” you said looking at him with unshed tears.

“Of course, I would never hurt you like this again,” he said honestly.

“You better not,” you say sternly but with a hint of humour.

With that being said, Steven held you close to him and didn’t want to ever let go.

Marc Spector:

He waited a few days, watching you from afar to make sure you were okay.

You were functioning well and doing things you’d usually do, but Marc could see through the front you were putting for everyone to see.

Pushing you away seemed like the best thing to do at the time, but having you away was like living without the sun in his dark world.

He needed you.

Which is why he found himself sitting in your apartment and waiting for you to come home. He’d entered your apartment by using his spare key.

It had since been 2 hours since you were supposed to be home.

Marc knew your schedule by heart.

He was about to go out and look for you when he heard the keys being put into your front door along with your muffled voice.

“Thanks for the chat, I really needed it,” you bid goodbye to whoever was outside and locked the door behind you.

Your apartment was still dark as you move around to leave your daily belongings in their respective places.

Upon turning the lights on, you saw Marc’s figure out of the corner in your eyes sitting on the couch.

You turned to him with a frown.

“If you’re here for your things, they’re in that box on the kitchen counter,” you said in a monotone, wanting to speech through the process of this one last meeting.

Marc wordlessly awoke from where he was and walked to you, the entire time he maintained eye contact with you.

He stopped walking till he was right in front of you, a hairs width away.

“What makes you think I came here for my things?” he asked in a hushed tone.

“What else would you be here for?” you said to him challengingly.

He smirked and looked to the side before looking back at you.

“You think I’d let you go that easily?” he said with a raised brow.

“You did that night,” you scoffed and folded your hands, causing him to step back.

He nodded with a clenched jaw.

“You know I didn’t mean anything I said,” he stated with sincerity.

“Sure you didn’t,” you breathed a sigh and walked away from him to the box on the counter.

He followed behind and trapped you between him and the counter before you could reach for the box and hand it to him.

“You wasted no time in gathering my things,” he said with a humourless chuckle.

“Hmm, I wouldn’t want you to deal with me any longer,” you used his words from that night.

“Y/n… “ he said trying to make you understand.

“No Marc, I can’t keep playing this game of push and pull,” you admitted, sounding tired.

“I’m not playing games,” he said offended.

You turn to face him, his body still trapping you between him and the counter.

You raised a brow at him.

“Okay. I admit, I’ve made mistakes and I’m sorry for that. Very sorry. But you’re the one thing that grounds me. I know what I said that night was out of line,” he finally apologizes.

You look at his expression intently. You can tell that he means his words.

“I need more than an apology from you,” you stated.

“Name what you want and I’ll do it,”

“I want you to be careful and take care of yourself. I know in that mind of yours you don’t care about your wellbeing, but if you care for me then you’ll take care of yourself,” you move your gaze to your hands as you talk to him.

“Of course I care about you, and if that is what you want, consider it done,” he pressed a kiss to your forehead and brought you in for a hug.

Jake Lockley:

“Mi corazón…”

“Go away Jake,” you said as you exited the grocery store.

He had been trying to make you speak with him for the passed week and all you’ve been doing is ignoring him.

Serves him right for what he did.

What you didn’t understand was why he was trying to talk to you.

“Just one moment, please,” he said sounding exhausted.

“Go bother one of your many girlfriends,” you said bitterly.

“You’re the only one,” he grabbed your shoulders and turned you towards you and hindered you from walking away.

“Jake,” you say in a warning tone.

He looks up and down the street before pulling you down an alley way. You try to protest, but he puts a hand over your mouth.

“You will listen to me,” he snapped.

You nodded tiredly and his hold on you loosened but it remained there.

“I was on Khonshu’s orders to get important information the night you came into the bar,” he said with annoyance.

Even though Jake had been the most easy to work with when it came to Khonshu, he maintained hostility when it came to you and Khonshu.

He knew you wouldn’t like Khonshu’s request, but he had to comply since it was part of the deal.

“That woman who was with me is the daughter to a man who is an avatar,” he explained further, hoping you would understand.

You studied his stoic expression. He was being truthful.

“Why didn’t you tell me before doing it?” you asked feeling hurt that he didn’t seem to trust you.

“It was too dangerous to tell you and I needed you to be safe, mi luz,”

“Well, look at the outcome of you not telling me,” you said with sadness.

Jake looked at you with equal sad eyes. The week spent without you was torture, he had an argument with Khonshu and wanted nothing more than to seek comfort from you.

“I know, mi corazón. I’m so sorry,” he said and pulled hugged you tightly.

It was rare to see Jake be so affectionate, but you know your time apart had affected him. It did the same to you.

You melted into the hug and wrapped your arms around him.

tagging those that commented on part 1:

@milkypompon @hellomynameisells @brighterthanlonelywords @the-witheredroses @secretdazeobservation @stressed-cherry

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mattsbella · 20 days

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“impossible” - matt sturniolo

୨୧ ₊˚•. ↳ pairings : matt sturniolo x almira gomez (fem!oc)

———— ୨୧ ₊˚•. ↳ warnings : angst, fluff, maybe smut…..?

୨୧ ₊˚•. ↳ summary :

ALMIRA GOMEZ had been a fan of the triplets ever since they started, coincidentally she also lived in boston, but in cambridge. she was posting on instagram once when the MATT STURNIOLO noticed her post, also posting pictures with the same caption. is it impossible for these two to get together?

chapter 002

“didint even say hi?”

messages, irl, instagram

i just realised i put the text after the post, but like bare w me.

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@mattspinkshirt

1/2 2/2

liked by matthew.sturniolo, shpk.naze and 78 more

mattspinkshirt when matthew tells u to go take a nap U FUCKING NAP.

@matthew.sturniolo You’re just really crazy

↳ mattspinkshirt brotha so obsessed he cant leave me alone

↳ @matthew.sturniolo True dat

↳ @mattspinkshirt NNONINONONONONONONO

nicolassturniolo You are honestly so pretty wHAT.

↳ mattspinkshirt NO SHUT UP U DIDINT JUST SAY THAT

@shpk.nazeera i literally said go to sleep 5 times before this

@user DAYUM SHES HOT

↳ @matthew.sturniolo 🙄🙄🙄

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——— MESSAGES———

matt had successfully managed to get almiras number.

matt 😩👌

HELLLAOAAAOOOOOO

almira 😋

HEY HOEEEEE

wait how tf r we vibing so good rn……

matt 😩👌

Don’t know, but anyways how was your day?

almira 😋

it was nice, i did study alot tho, i still have to study and im currently eating dinner.

matt 😩👌

Oooo what are you eating?

almira 😋

dont get on my dick for this but pasta with ketchup..

matt 😩👌

HWAT

what

WHAT.

the fuck

did i just see

almira 😋

i know babe im sorry but im a ketchup kid 😔😔😔

matt 😩👌

You’re disgusting, but its like 2:35AM, why aren’t you asleep?

almira 😋

as i said, i need to study.

matt 😩👌

Go to sleep mira.

almira 😋

mira? thats new

matt 😩👌

It’s cute, now go get your slumber.

almira 😋

aye aye captian

matt 😩👌

You’re really something different.

almira 😋

☹️☹️☹️ nighty night

matt 😩👌

Night mira.

*almira😋 liked a message*

it was the end of the school week, finally friday, ever since tuesday matt and almira have been going text to text just laughing and talking about eachother. finally matt had the courage to ask her to call.

of course, almira didint say no, because who the fuck says no to their celebrity crush. speaking about celebrity crushes, matt hated that he was hers, he hated that she considered him a famous person and screamed whenever he texted her.

FRIDAY, 8:39PM

almiras phone ringed as she asked herself mentally if this is a good idea, but fuck it she answered on the second ring.

“damn that was fast” matts first words( @mattspolitank iykyk) as he places his phone onto the edge of his computer as he takes off his headphones.

“bro” she says before giggling a bit and hiding into her pillow, she was on her bed, on her stomach with the phone in her hand.

matt smiled as he heard her laugh, his heart immediately fluttering, as he chuckles to maxh her energy.

“anyways as i was saying, i cant deal with school anymore, like sure i love being a harvard stude-“ she was continuing to talk, even tho its her literal celebrity crush shes talking on the phone, shes an extrovert so it was normal for her. and then gets cut off by matt.

“wait wait wait, you go to harvard?” he says shocked, even tho he knew she was a straight A student, and valedictorian.

“yeah…? not that big of a deal? so basically i have like 5 essays for next week and an exam, like tell me why is this my luck” she says super casually, shocking matt with the first sentence, but he goes onto laugh as she continues to speak.

they talked for about two and a half hours, before both of them had to go get some snacks, matt because nick and chris want some, and almira because nazeera wants some.

“oh my gosh, matt is that almira? tell her i said hi i love her” nick says behind the camera, almiras jaw drops as she heard that THE NICK STURNIOLO literally just said i love her?.

“i love you too nick your my favourite” she says giggling, now its matts turn for his jaw to drop “i thought i was your favourite?” matt says.

“yeah yeah whatever, ill see you later alligator” she says giggling while matt rolls his eyes while smiling

“oh my gosh what if we meet them?” nazeera says which makes both of them laugh.

12:36AM

it was midnight and almira n nazeera had just pulled up at their local 24hr grocery store.

as almira parks her car and takes out her keys, and gets out, suddenly a KIA minivan pulls up right beside them, nazeera being the dramatic she is and gasps “mar thats literally matt what the fuck?” she whisper yells at her bestfriend as almira turns her head to see, it in fact was matt.

as he gets out the car and waits for his brothers, he looks around the parking lot making eye contact with almira, his eyes widen as he finally saw her in real life, sure she was beautiful on camera but damn did matt admire her until nick had to yell for him to go on.

“matt? hello? what are you even doing?” nick says as he snaps his fingers in matts face. he finally jumps out of his trance and walks into the store.

almira and nazeera waited for a moment and then went it right behind them. she thanked god that they had to go two seperate ways in the grocery store.

as almira and nazeera pick out some snacks, they started to talk about how the hell almira got into this position.

“but like its fucking crazy how not even a week ago i was making edi….” almira said before she got cut off and saw a middle parted brunette with a pink shirt and some grey sweatpants walk up behind nazeera and checks out some snacks. almiras eyes widen, nazeera immediately understading and they rush out of that aisle.

matt really didint think much of the rushing out, but he was also blushing for the fact she had made edits of him.

as they went to pay for their stuff, almira and nazeera immediately rushed to her car and got in, and drove away fastly.

matt chuckles as he sees her car skreech as she leaves the parking lot

——— MESSAGES———

matt 😩👌

Didn’t even say hi?

almira 😋

GO SUCJ YOUR ONW FICK

matt 😩👌

😭😭😭😭😭 you’re crazy

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a/n

really hated it but 💋

#sturniolo triplets #christopher sturniolo #matt sturniolo #sturniolo fanfic #nicolas sturniolo #nick sturniolo #sturniolo smut #impossiblefanfic

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ghostwor1d · 4 months

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( imso fucked bur like imrandomly noticing somany blogs who runplural chayracters andi super hooe you knowwhat youre doing andthat yoh did youre research and asked sustmes. sorry thisusnt cohesive its 1:35am )

#ooc

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sterek-and-stuff-events · 9 months

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Super Blue Moon event

Starting August 25th!

2023 has 13 full moons and the next one is the Super Blue Moon on August 30th, reaching its peak at 6:35pm PDT (August 31st at 1:35am UTC.) The last Super Blue Moon was in December 2009 and the next one won't be until August 2032, so it's pretty special!

It's also the third of four supermoons in a row this year and the last full moon of summer.

This is a Mini event officially from August 25th to August 31st.

There are 3 ways to participate: writing, art, and/or playlists using 2 or more of the following prompts:

Black Cherry

Blue Moon

Dispute

Grain

Joy

Lynx

Red Haze

Special

Sturgeon

Summer

Woman

Unravel

--Details below--

Writers:

1,500 words minimum using 2 or more prompts. This can be one fic or multiple works of at least 750 words each.

Combo writers: If you're doing an art post or a standalone mix too then only the single work minimum is required (750 words.)

Artists:

Use 2 or more prompts. to create visuals (drawings, gifsets, manips, vids/edits, moodboards, etc.) Can be one work or multiple.

Combo artists: If you're doing a standalone mix too then only 1 prompt is required for art.

Mixers:

There are 2 options for standalone fanmixes:

Use 2 or more prompts to make a 13 track playlist. Arrange them however you like: grouped together in segments, whatever flows best, randomly, etc.

Make a playlist using 1 song for every prompt in any order.

If you’re attaching a playlist to a fanfic or art post:

Do whatever you want! But you get extra cool points for using 13 tracks and either including 1 or more songs for every prompt that you use or 3 songs for at least 1 prompt. (Or both!)

Put your playlists on Spotify, YouTube or both so I can listen to them. 😉

Click here for content and posting info.

Super Blue Moon collections on Ao3 here. See tags on this post for the prompt tags.

#sterek #sterek events #teen wolf events #sterek & stuff events #s&s super blue moon #sbm 13 #sbm black cherry #sbm blue moon #sbm dispute #sbm grain #sbm joy #sbm lynx #sbm red haze #sbm special #sbm sturgeon #sbm summer #sbm woman #sbm unravel

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onlygenxhere · 1 year

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Cravings

Luke woke up with a start. He’d been dreaming he’d lost Julie in IKEA and couldn’t find her. He rolled over in the bed reaching out to pull her into his arms only to come up empty.

He sat up abruptly, instantly awake.

“Julie?” He called out quietly.

The clock on her bedside table read 1:35am.

Where could she be?

Luke slid out of bed, the only light in the room coming from the clock.

“Jules?” he called again.

He carefully moved toward the bathroom, maybe she was sick again.

He pushed open the door and switched on the light.

No Julie.

He turned toward the closed bedroom door and opened it, finally noticing a dim light coming from down the hall.

Luke moved quickly, the light not getting much brighter as he got closer to the kitchen where it seemed to be coming from.

He rounded the corner and stopped.

Julie was leaning against the island in the middle of their kitchen eating… something.

“Jules?”

She jerked her head up quickly, her eyes wide like she’d been caught doing something she shouldn’t.

The only light in the room was coming from the little light over the stove behind her.

“What are you doing up baby?”

She swallowed what she was eating as he moved closer.

“I was hungry.”

He stopped in front of her looking down at what she was having as a late night snack.

“Are you eating pickles and peanut butter?”

She licked her lips and looked back down at the dill pickle in her hand just before she used it to scoop out some peanut butter and took a crunchy bite. “It’s surprisingly good.” She said as she chewed.

Luke couldn’t help grin at her. He was known to eat what others considered strange combinations of food. Alex gave him the most crap about it but Julie had been known to tease him from time to time too.

He reached over and pulled out a pickle spear of his own and scooped out a little bit of peanut butter with it and took a bite.

It wasn’t the worst thing he’d ever had but definitely not something he’d choose to eat.

He swallowed, “So is this what they call a pregnancy craving?”

Julie grinned taking another bite of peanut butter covered pickle. “Well I am pregnant.”

Luke’s grin grew into a full sized smile. “Yes you are.”

“We are.” She winked at him as she took another bite.

He leaned on the counter and looked up at her. “My part’s kinda done for the next few months. Pretty sure you’re doing all the work.” Luke reached over and laid his hand on the barely there bump of her stomach. They were twelve weeks in and she had just started to show a couple weeks ago.

“Don’t get me wrong, I want to help however I can.” He ducked his head, “Just not sure what I can do.”

Julie scoffed and took another bite of peanut buttered pickle. “You cleaned me and the bed up this morning when I threw up everywhere. That was pretty damn helpful.”

Luke nodded. Yeah that wasn’t fun but Julie had been throwing up off and on for six weeks. This morning was only the second time it had taken her by surprise and she hadn’t made it to the bathroom.

He’d much rather clean up the mess than be the one getting sick.

He pointed at her very interesting snack. “Speaking of getting sick, are you sure that’s the best thing to be eating?”

Julie looked at the jar of peanut butter in front of her with a fresh pickle spear in her hand. She dropped the pickle back in its jar and looked up at Luke, “Probably not.”

He reached over and put the top back on the peanut butter taking it back to its home in the pantry.

Luke looked over his shoulder at Julie as she put the pickles back in the fridge. “You still hungry?”

She shut the door and placed her hands on her stomach. “I think we’re good,” she said looking up at him with a smile.

He couldn’t help but grin back at her as he moved over to her and knelt at her feet so he could have a conversation with their kid.

“So I’ma need you to stop making your mama sick, ok little one?” he said with his lips against her stomach. “If you don’t make her sick she’ll keep feeding you crazy things like pickles dipped in peanut butter.”

Julie hummed, “Oh, bacon and nutella sound really good too.”

Luke laughed and looked up at his wife who was smiling down at him. “You hear that bean? You keep everything down tomorrow and I’ll make some bacon for your mama in the morning that she’ll dip in some chocolate for you.”

Julie laughed and reached down pulling Luke to his feet. “Ok, that’s enough chatting for tonight.” She wrapped her arms around his neck. “Take me to bed?”

He scooped her up in his arms and she squeaked.

“More than happy to boss.”

-- Inspired by @missjoolee fic from last week.

#happy juke jeudi!#jatp #juke #julie and the phantoms #had pregnant juke on the brain #happy fic #needed a break from the wip #only for you guys not on ao3 #maybe i'll add more later

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dhr-ao3 · 18 days

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Imperius

Imperius https://ift.tt/1LUZRBY by Iceemist Two lovers, coping with the realities of war. The meet once a month, grasping for control by working their way through a list of kinks. He gives information and she gives a number- a barter of sorts. pls mind the tags this is smut where Imperius is used (by Draco) with permission (from Hermione) for the purpose of submission and control. Words: 2297, Chapters: 1/1, Language: English Series: Part 1 of the list Fandoms: Harry Potter - J. K. Rowling Rating: Explicit Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply Categories: F/M Characters: Hermione Granger, Draco Malfoy Relationships: Hermione Granger/Draco Malfoy Additional Tags: Smut, Kink, CNC, Imperius curse, A list of kinks, Blood magic ritual, Spy Draco Malfoy, Secret Relationship, Raids, dont look to close to the plot, Strip Tease, Dom/sub, Dom Draco Malfoy, Reverse Cowgirl, Deepthroating, Hair Pulling, Rough Oral Sex, Touching, references to oceans, ig a creampie, Ass Slapping, this was a drabble i started and am now kind of finishing, They love each other, this is how they COPE, hermione take your clothes off and make it sexy, writing a kink as inspo comes, Mildly Dubious Consent, Throat Fucking, Autoerotic Asphyxiation, ish, she cant breathe for a moment, but doesnt passout or anything, its during the throat fucking, no beta we die like men, there is mistakes pls ignore via AO3 works tagged 'Hermione Granger/Draco Malfoy' https://ift.tt/2FsGU7B April 10, 2024 at 07:35AM

#IFTTT #Dramione #Draco x Hermione

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onlystarintheskye · 23 days

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I also have nothing better to do, not my OC but could you draw the KAWS Accomplice :]

Bada bing bada boom!! Sorry the colours are off I just sampled them straight from the image but I still think it's okay!! Idk who created this lil guy but its actually really cute :3

Thanks for asking and helping me be a little bit productive!!

It's now 1:35am and I'm still wide awake :)

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saintmeghanmarkle · 6 months

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Meet Catherine PRINCESS of Wales future Queen's No 1 fan Tom Markle Jr. by u/goldenbeee

Meet Catherine, PRINCESS of Wales, future Queen's No 1 fan, Tom Markle Jr. Lol just browse through his instagram. Its hilarious because he knows that it would grate Meghan's nerves. Classic teen way of annoying your sibling. https://ift.tt/JOW94Dt post link: https://ift.tt/HlgGFo7 author: goldenbeee submitted: October 23, 2023 at 12:35AM via SaintMeghanMarkle on Reddit

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chenyann · 2 years

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A cowardly lion in disguise as a lonesome lamb

Lilia vanrouge

My villan arc starts here 😈 Have you heard the rumor of the break up with the Drunken believer and a prideful coward?

Cw:my bad attempt on angst,ooc?,mentions of being drunk,unedited,maybe got some pronouns wrong,if so plz tell me so I can fix it,talking about war,break ups.

The dawn has started and the moon has bid its farewells. Today was a new day and you were gonna spend the day with someone you cherish.

Lilia

You had confessed to him not long ago and he had wanted to think about that confession and with a week later he had hesitantly said yes.You thought no…knew he was happy with the time he spend with you so this isn't any different you sit on Lilias bed waiting for what he has to say.

Last night Lilia texted you….

[Last night 1:35am]

1 message from Lilia♡

"Hey y/n are you awake?"

2 messages from Lilia♡

"Maybe not.."

"Hmmm"

3 messages from Lilia♡

"Let's talk tomorrow okay."

"Meet me in my room at 3!"

"Sleep well"

No new messages from Lilia♡

6 unread messages from Lilia♡ tap to read them.

[Lilias room 3:09 pm]

You were sitting there for 2 minutes until he broke the warm silence,a smile appears on his face with furrowed brows.A facade washes over his face like the water from his shower little did the magenta eyed male know you noticed too.

"Lilia what's wrong?" You spoke in a tone as soft as fresh snow. You really did fit the saying 'ignorance is bliss' but Lilia didn't want to ignore anything.In a tone that sounded serious yet soft and pure he spoke "I think we should break up…"

In that moment you felt your heart pop as if it was a glass balloon, A flower in full bloom;but was dying, its petals shriveled up due to lack of love. It was too soon for it to wither away to nothingness, Yet it did.

Was this a lie?

No…

This is the truth…..

A fact…I wanted to bury away..

My selfish hope…..

I'm Drunken on false hope…

I'm a fallen buffoon….

Fate cannot be eluded forever y/n

You look in His magenta eyes, they look back at you but they seem like they are mocking you. 'You really thought this was gonna last y/n?' They mocked over and over but deep down you knew they didn't mean it; glass picks at his eyes like a vestige leaking its warmth trickles down to his lower eyelash and stays put.

Oh, how you long to kiss those tears away but you can't… that lonesome tear mocks you 'you can't take me off! Yall are no longer together!!'.Lilia wanted to beg you to stop looking upset and that he was kidding and that he wants you to love Him forever til the end of your life, but he was scared 'His cowardly pride' didn't let him do anything but stand there….

When your life is as long as war the world becomes a blur, that sound of others sound like mere mumbles,faces of others become the same, but when you see an unfamiliar face your senses direct itself to that one person, making sure they are not a threat to the ones we love but as time goes by we find that those senses still lingers with that person.That person had lit a match to the soul letting an old heart beat back to life like it's mocking those drums kids play.

They made time stop in mere seconds,his sky was no longer a dull gray with clouds,It was shades of red, indigo,cream and violet and the sun was shining gently above him.The world around him changed so much it made him feel as if the clock tower of time had fallen and shattered like glass.That his cowardly hope to find another couldn't find him in this domain…A domain where time couldn't grasp him and where he can be free like those birds not like those crows that were locked in a dull and lifeless cage.

For love that was unrequited, he had to get rid of that hope to keep his pride,Love that was teased to life and took form as a weed in this everlasting garden but as all weeds they spread when they are not taken care of.So the gardeners take the weed and pull it out gently,for if it gets yanked it would take the other flowers with it.

Those weeds were ya'll relationship,promises that were left empty and lies that were built upon.You and Lilia didn't love each other did yall?, yall loved the company, the feeling like yall were normal was what got y'all drunk…

You stood there hoping that you were still drunk on that false hope that you were not sober yet…"God….just one more chance..take me back to last week when I confessed" you thought to yourself tears threatening to spill from your eyes,Yet the dam had already spilled over.A warm tear strays down your face and falls gently on the floor,your ears are screeching for you to stop huffing and sniffling.

Lilia turns away not wanting to see the despair he caused you, his own venom paints his lips to an unruly red.The despair that flows in the form of the tears you cried made him feel as if he was 'no longer human' he tells himself that this break up is for the best for both of yall,doesn't he mean himself? It only helps him hide deeper, making him more of a hermit crab than human…

He sits down beside you and stares at the eyes he loves oh-so-dearly,he has yet to speak. If you could talk you would say something along the lines of 'you and your cowardly pride and haughty shame'. But alas you were too busy beating yourself for being too Drunk on hope.You remember you two were happy, at least in that moment of time..this haunting and lonely memory is plaguing your mind was probably to the combination of two things:A cowards pride and A drunk believer.

It's been at least an hour filled with you crying and Lilia rubbing your back in an attempt to sooth the pain he caused. He is a cowardly lion in disguise as a lonesome lamb… when all was done and tears were cried you left not as the same y/n, no…you left as a seeker not a believer who wandered the plain of the earth in hopes of love but a seeker who wanted to seek the truth of yalls disoriented relationship what was the reason of yalls break up?

His lifespan or his cowardly pride?

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sleepinginmygrave · 2 months

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its 1:35am and i want to play chess

#moi #j is rambling #no but i really wants to play chess rn #with my grandma #preferably #she's really good and also she have a glass set

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firstprince-ao3feed · 5 months

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Kiss me underneath the mistletoe

Kiss me underneath the mistletoe https://ift.tt/BzFYaVs by buttercupkisses “And tell them the best bit,” Pez said, excitement clearly visible on his face as he looked around at their little group gathered at a table in the far corner of the bar. Henry placed his head in his hand and groaned loudly. “No.” He said, his words came out muffled and barely cohesive. He could practically feel Nora and June lean closer towards him in search of the story behind his actions. He had the worst friends who didn’t care for his sanity whatsoever. “Come on Hen.” Pez slipped a hand around his shoulder and tugged Henry’s body closer towards him so he was half sitting in Pez's lap while his hands flailed around as he tried to keep himself from falling head-first into the hard surface of the table. “I told them I have a boyfriend.” OR when Henry lies to his family about having a boyfriend he doesn't expect for said boyfriend to get an invite to Christmas. Luckily Alex is far too happy to volunteer as his fake boyfriend which wouldn't be a problem if Henry wasn't head over heels for him. Words: 5330, Chapters: 1/4, Language: English Fandoms: Red White & Royal Blue - Casey McQuiston Rating: Explicit Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply Categories: M/M Characters: Henry Fox-Mountchristen-Windsor, Alex Claremont-Diaz, Beatrice Fox-Mountchristen-Windsor, Percy "Pez" Okonjo, June Claremont-Diaz, Nora Holleran, Queen Mary (Red White & Royal Blue), Philip Fox-Mountchristen-Windsor, Catherine Fox-Mountchristen-Windsor Relationships: Alex Claremont-Diaz/Henry Fox-Mountchristen-Windsor Additional Tags: Alternate Universe, Christmas, Fake/Pretend Relationship, can you see what cliché direction this is going in?, Pining, Getting Together, Fluff, typical mary hatredness but not too bad because its christmas!, Explicit Sexual Content, Anal Sex, Blow Jobs, Kissing, Smut, Ice Skating, London, Light Angst, Mistletoe via AO3 works tagged 'Alex Claremont-Diaz/Henry Fox-Mountchristen-Windsor' https://ift.tt/u46w2m9 December 10, 2023 at 10:35AM

#IFTTT #ao3feed #red white and royal blue #rwrb #firstprince #buttercupkisses

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