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maplesyrupsainz · 7 months

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˖⁺｡˚⋆˙ur my northern star | CL16˖⁺｡˚⋆˙

pairing: charles leclerc x singer y/n reader (she/her)

genre: social media au, established relationship, relationship on the rocks

warnings: fluff!! mention of violence aka punching 👊 thts all. this is part 2 of coz i cant sleep in hotel rooms <3

summary: in which they do all they can to try to mend the broken parts in their relationship

a/n: did anyone even ask for a part 2 be real but i couldn't leave it like i did so i hope u like it regardless 😭 sorry to lando norris for making him my enemy but also am i sorry

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fc: holly humberstone

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part 1!!!

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f1updates charles leclerc spotted out recently with friends following crash in the monaco grand prix and his alleged breakup with y/n y/l/n.

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user1 i miss y/n

user2 why are we in charlesy/n limbo rn

user3 fr i jus need to know what's going on

user4 he's better without her imo

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lilymhe sending u all my love

charles_leclerc thank you lily

lilymhe have you spoken to y/n?

charles_leclerc i will see her when im back in monaco, i believe she is waiting for me before returning to the uk

lilymhe ❤️❤️

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yourusername so dont drive away .. u dont know how much i need u

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landonorris meow

yourusername strange boy

landonorris :)

user5 he is never beating the norizz accusations

user6 i miss u y/n

yourusername miss you all, working on some stuff :)

user7 😭 i jus know that any new y/n music is going to break my heart

arthur_leclerc maman asked are you coming to dinner tonight

yourusername well of course

user8 OH???

user9 charles probably isnt there isnt he in paris this weekend with pierre??

user10 THE CAPTION??!

charles_leclerc

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charles_leclerc 🇫🇷🥖🥐☕️❤️

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user11 so nice to see charles doing well 🥹

pierregasly eiffel for u

charles_leclerc nice one

user12 we miss you charles ❤️

user13 i need him & y/n back together 😭

user14 leave him alone on his own post fr

user13 doubt he's reading all the comments 👍

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f1wagupdates lando norris and y/n y/l/n seen out together in monaco today following y/n's breakup rumours from charles leclerc.

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user14 grid bunnyy

user15 can a girl not have friends now

user16 scummy after leaving the paddock after charles' crash

pierregasly no way lol

user17 pierre??

user18 pierre's comment lolll everyone knows lando has been thirsting for y/n since before her & charles got together

user19 embarrassing like she does not want you bro

landonorris

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landonorris celebrating for celebrating's sake

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user18 urmm?

yourusername such a fun night out i rly needed some fun with friends <3!!

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pierregasly hahah delete this.

arthur_leclerc for real

landonorris ?

yourusername private texts exist

pierregasly sorry y/n/n

user19 omg

user20 are they all arguing or is it a joke hahah

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f1wagupdates charles leclerc and y/n y/l/n seen tonight in monaco sharing a tender embrace outside a restaurant following a meal together. sources say it seemed like an emotional conversation and are not sure of the outcome. we are sending all of our love to charles and y/n at this time!

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user28 OH MY GOD MY PARENTS

user29 omg i feel so awful for them going thru whatever this is in the public eye😭

user30 my poor y/n/n

user31 she's been fine frolicking with lando lol

user32 i think if charles is ok with her then nothing happened lol.

user33 my favourite f1 couple of all time

user34 she's the best wag fr

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f1wagupdates sources claim they caught charles leclerc and y/n y/l/n out in monaco tonight kissing! alleged rumours due to images not being clear enough to prove identities but we have our fingers crossed for the couple

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user42 omg i hope this is real

user43 my babies🥹🥹🥹

user44 my parents🥹🥹🥹

user45 hope this is fake lol im tired of her

user46 lol why?? she hasnt even done anything

user47 she cheated on charles

user48 SINCE WHEN???

user49 some of u need to keep y/n's name out ur mouth

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yourusername my lifelines .. london is lonely so lonely without uuu

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user50 i thought she was in monaco

user51 i think she is it's jus a reference to one of her songs

yourbff i love you & i am so proud of u

yourusername thank u my sweet girl!

lilymhe u own my heart

yourusername and im never giving it back

user52 i love y/n & lily's friendship ❤️

user53 the best f1 wags of all time

user54 omg she's just a girl like us guys

user55 no fr she is so cottagecore cosy girl

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yourbff i love you

yourusername i love you more

lilymhe I CANT WAIT TO SEE YOU GUYS

yourusername me too come over ASAP

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yourbff posted a story

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charles_leclerc posted a story

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yourusername ❤️

landonorris can we talk soon?

charles_leclerc fuck off lando you've done enough

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lilymhe beautiful night for a beautiful girl

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user59 WTF CHARLES AND Y/N KISSING

charles_leclerc thanks lily

yourusername i giggled

lilymhe (re-)hard launching you guys cause u wont do it urselves

user60 omg my parents made it

user61 the way i love these ppl LOL

user62 my parasocial relationship with someone else's relationship is insane

alex_albon beautiful is one word for it

yourbff for the record i do not feel beautiful today

alex_albon you dont look it either

lilymhe take that back you evil boy

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yourusername my new song "into your room" is out now & available on all streaming platforms! this is the second single from my upcoming debut album thank u so much for all of the support i couldn't do any of this without u all ! live show announcements next i think?;)

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user67 OMG AN ALBUM

lilymhe SO proud of u cant wait till i can watch u live on ur own tour🥹

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user68 so glad i discovered u y/n ur so talented

user69 LIVE SHOWS PLZ PLZ❤️

user70 i will follow u ur my northern star😭

user71 throwing stones at ur window to get u to notice me😭

charles_leclerc ❤️

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user72 without u my soul is eternally doomed ur the centre of this universe my sorry ass revolves around you😭

user73 the way charlesy/n gave us the best songs

charles_leclerc

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charles_leclerc the rumours are not true

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yourusername i love you

charles_leclerc i love you and that's the only rumour that will ever be true

user74 MY PARENTS ARE BACK FOR GOOD

user75 never been so happy in my life

pierregasly thank god

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lilymhe i knew u guys would make it <3

landonorris happy for u both

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cheriladycl01 · 3 months

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I cant do this anymore - George Russell x Wolff! Reader Part 6

Plot: You are the daughter of Toto Wolff team principle of Mercedes-AMG Petronas, you've worked your whole life to become an engineer. However, your dad has other ideas for you and doesn't want you to become a race engineer. You start to confide more in the Red Bull Racing Team Principle to help you get an engineering job, and see him as your present father figure.

Credit to russellius for the GIF

You'd texted your dad, just asking if he wanted to meet in The Luxor, it was a hotel that you knew none of the drivers would be in to interrupt and hopefully fans would be to a minimum as it was quiet an expensive hotel.

You thought it would be better, breaking the ice with your dad first before fully speaking to George. Your dad hadn't said anything as bad as George did, so you felt like now was the time to have an adult conversation with him.

So that's where you were right now, you were stood watching over the Casino's ground floor from the balcony. You felt a sort of shadow next to you, and it made your head turn left. Your dad walked up standing next to you, his arms leaning on the balcony banister pushing the cuffs of his sleeves up to his elbows.

"Hey Dad!" you smile looking over at him a soft expression on your face.

"Hello Barchen" he says softly, looking over at you with the softest expression you'd ever seen on his face. Tears welled in your eyes at the sweet little nickname he'd always used for you.

"Dad I-" you start but he places a large hard over yours, keeping eye contact with you.

"No, I'm sorry for everything I said to you. You deserved a place on the team, you've done wonderful things for Red Bull. And as much as i want you back in the garage I wont ask that off you!" he admits, your head swinging to look back over him as your gaze had travelled down back to the busy casino life.

"I, but what if I want to come back?" you ask, in shock. Did your dad not want your help?

"I know you don't want too, you've found a place in Red Bull that i wish i could have given you and I'm so so proud of you. I think I was just so scared about seeing my Little Bear grow up. I always want to protect you and I don't know, making such a big step and becoming an engineer in the team..." he admits.

"I thought, you didn't think I was good enough!" you say tears brimming in your eyes.

"Never, I'm always so proud of you, my beautiful beautiful daughter. I just fear that I'm loosing you. You've been such a big part of my life for the last 23 years that...I can't let go! You come everywhere with me"

"I know, which was why branching out was the hardest thing I've ever done. But it needed to be done. I love being the daughter of Toto Wolff, not because your Toto Wolff the Team Principle of Mercedes, but because your the man who drove me 3 hours when i slipped over in the garage and cut myself on some metal. Your the man who was there for me when i first ever had my heart broken, your the man who cheered so loudly when I collected my GCSE's because I didn't have anyone else to celebrate with, and most importantly your my dad. I love you, but I wanted to prove that I don't feed off your income, and that I can pave my own way. Honestly I don't think I even would have had the chance at Red Bull if it wasn't for your last name, but I still did it" you ramble, and all your dad can do is stare at you in awe at all the memories you recounted together.

He remembered when how scared he was when he heard a little scream followed by yells from all of his mechanics. He trusted them to look after you, and he knew it wasn't their fault but he was furious that you'd slipped and gotten yourself hurt. He made sure he stayed with you in the garage at all times after that.

He remembered holding you why you cried to him, picking yourself apart and asking him why you weren't good enough. Two hearts broke that day, as his did when yours did. Seeing his little girl, crying over such a stupid and insolent boy... Toto would make sure his changes getting into F1 were zero to none.

He remembered the day you went to collect your GCSE's from the nearest school to the Mercedes F1 headquarters in Brackley. You walked in, seeing loads of people that you didn't know all excited to see each other and showing each other what they got. Some were laughing some were crying for all different reasons. It kind of reminded Toto of the last race at the end of the season in Abu Dhabi. He cheered so loud the hall looked over at the pair of you when you presented him your amazing grades.

But recently since 2021, he'd realized how absent he'd been as your dad. In the process of wanting to keep you with him as his little girl all he'd been doing was just pushing you away. And he hated himself for that.

"I know - I know I've done a lot wrong, but I'd really like it if you could find it in yourself to forgive me!" he says, pulling you into a searing hug, so tight and so warm and you'd missed it dearly.

"You know, you guys cooked really do with my help at Merc" he smile, looking away from him and back down at the casino. You hear him chuckle from your side and he observes down on the gaming floor with you.

"Mmmmm? What would you suggest?" he asks. You laugh in turn.

"Ah, see you might be my dad, but right now you're my competitor. I can't be dealing in secrets" you admit and he looks over to you in shock.

"But I'm your dad!" he fakes his offence taken making you laugh a little more.

"I know, so technically this" you say gesturing between the two of you. "Is a conflict of interest! I can't be seen meeting you in secretive locations!"

"Well, maybe you'll consider coming back to Mercedes but I want to let you know just how proud I am of what you've helped them achieve at Red Bull!" he smiles, pulling you into a tight hug, one that you didn't want to get out of.

"So, I guess I'll see you in Abu Dhabi?" you ask.

"I was actually hoping you'd come home for a bit. The house has felt so empty despite George coming over most days in the off season" he admits, knowing he'd do anything to have you come home even if it's just for a day or two.

"Well, I think I'm needed in the Red Bull Centre on the 20th, but I'll stay with you for the rest of the week, and travel to Abu Dhabi with you!" you grin, knowing you would like to spend some time with your dad Suzie and Jack.

"You're coming home?" he beams.

"I'm coming home dad" you smile nodding.

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percyluvr · 4 months

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hello!! you're fics r amazing and i wanted to request some hc or a drabble, you choose, about fem!reading being the head counselor of hermes cabin and totally being his fem version. thank u so much if u do 🫶🏻🫶🏻

percy jackson x hermes cabin counselor!reader summary: hcs abt percy with hermes counselor reader basically being him but as a girl

first, i think u two would be inseparable

like im talking sitting at each others tables during meals, training together all the time, sneaking off to go make out in his cabin when u really should be leading camp activities, sleeping in each other's cabins, etc etc

im just thinking of the iconic percabeth underwater kiss with u guys

with him using his powers to make sure u can breathe while u kiss, and teeth clashing together making u guys just giggle ur little hearts out

when u two go back to nyc for the school year u would live with him, sally, and paul and they would treat u like their own kid

they see how much percy likes you and how similar you two are and they cant help but think of u as one of their own

hanging out in nyc together, he teaches u how to skateboard bc he DEFINITELY knows how to

adding onto that, he would definitely teach u how to surf if u didnt know how

just thinking about if u also have the same music taste, u two dancing around the kitchen to ur favorite songs

making brownies together for estelle's school bake sales in the future!!! my heart omfg

back to camp, i think everyone would be worried if they ever saw u two not together

like im talking celebrity break up gossip page type all up in ur business

but then they see one of you sneaking out of the same place the other one just walked out of and they realize that u two were just trying to be sneaky???

but why

bc really u two have never been sneaky in ur entire lives

if either of u got picked to lead a quest, u would immediately pick the other as the first person to come with on ur quest bc u literally cannot live without each other

FINISHING EACH OTHERS JOKES

or just sentences in general

literally couple goals

like, if someone is talking to both of u, sometimes you'll make the same joke at the exact same time and laugh ur asses off and the other person will just like. stand there staring until they eventually just walk away bc u two wont stop laughing

like i just think u two are on the same wavelength all the time

if one of u forgets to do something, u dont even have to worry bc the other already did it for u

i saw somewhere that leo could probably tweak phones so the demigods can use them, and u two would both go to him to get phones so u could make each other ur lockscreen and background

i think the two of u would send each other the DUMBEST tiktoks or instagram reels

or like u would send it and then realize that the other already sent it or liked it

the two of u would definitely do tiktok trends

dancing together

u would DEFINITELY do the peeling the orange trend

and he would just peel the orange. no questions asked

like u wouldnt even have to ask him

he'd just see u with the orange be like "here baby give me that, i'll peel it for you"

SCREAMING HES SO BF

matching tiktok pfps for SURE

or matching bios !!!!!

u two definitely went to see the barbie movie together

i have no doubts

whenever he gets pranked by connor or travis, u immediately send them to laundry duty

but they still say its worth it because one time when u were sleeping in percy's room, they poured water on the two of u and both of u chased them around camp until u realized that percy had no shirt, and u had no pants

u werent THAT embarrassed bc like. everyone already knows anyway

but the stolls thought it was SO funny and they made it their mission to prank both of u again

when u two go on cabin inspections, even if u arent doing it together, u always give each other's cabin a 10 even tho u both know that neither of ur cabins deserve it ....

the two of u definitely sneak out of ur cabins at night when u arent together and sit down by the river, just to be met with the other sitting there with the exact same thought as u

and u end up going back to his cabin to sleep

u guys have definitely gotten yelled at by mr d and chiron

but u kept doing it

so they just gave up

but anyways, u guys r literally the it couple at camp

like, all the couples wanna be like u guys

ur just such a perfect fit & u love each other so much and u cant help but show it

a/n: this was my first time doing hcs and i think i kinda got a bit carried away... but anyways i hope u like it !! also, i love writing and im so happy that u like mine, it means so much to me <3

#percy jackson x reader #percy jackson x you #pjo #pjo series #percy jackson fic #pjo x reader #pjo x you #percy jackson #percy jackson imagine #book percy jackson

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cinnbar-bun · 3 months

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One Piece Characters w/ an S/O who celebrates Ramadan

Characters: Luffy, Sanji, Crocodile, Robin

Rating: SFW

Notes: Muslim!GN!Reader. So yeah, obvy talking about religious beliefs and practices- if those make you uncomfortable please feel free to skip <3

A/n: this is for me and the three other Muslim OP fans here just vibing 😂 cultural notes at the bottom in case you didn't know/just curious about some of the terms here.

Luffy

Absolutely does not get it, I think he has a heart attack hearing the words “no food or water” and does not listen to anything else after.

“WHY CANT WE EAAAAT??? WHAT????”

Blows his mind you would do this… he’s trying his best, poor guy <3

I GOTTA STRESS HE IS TRYING- HE WANTS TO DO THIS WITH YOU

But you know, he’s Luffy, so that means after an hour or two he gives up and just raids the kitchen.

Task failed but you know he’ll always stay up late for iftar and wake up early for suhur.

Sanji

He at first thought you were trying to- god forbid- starve yourself or diet and nearly screamed.

When you explain the reasoning, he’s touched and wants to support you! So that means he’s absolutely doing everything he can to make sure you’re hydrated and getting all the nutrients you can get whenever you can.

He makes you a completely separate dish from the others while you’re working or resting (so your food is fresh and ready when you break your fast!).

Self-indulgent thought he’s so so so on top of things when it comes to your meals in general, he will never put wine or meat in your meals, and he makes to sure clean the area and use separate pans for when he cooks your meals. Absolutely refuses to give you anything that goes against your beliefs (I need him in my life).

Please, he’s buying you dates and getting up with you to make sure you’re drinking plenty of water and eating right. Sleep schedule be damned, he’s not messing around with your health!!!!

Crocodile

Now, he’s one of the few who actually knows what Ramadan is- he’s made Alabasta his “home” for a while and has participated in many celebrations or events to keep up appearances.

He kinda just humors you at first like “yeah, yeah, go be spiritual or whatever” and chuckles at you with that sexy voice of his.

But he sees how dedicated you are, maybe sees you reading or praying and okay… his heart kinda melts. He’s never really believed in such things, not finding it useful for him, but seeing you just kinda makes him curious.

Easily can fast alongside you, he just doesn’t make a big deal of it and insists that it’s simply due to him ‘not feeling hungry’ or ‘finding it boring to eat alone’ (sure, sure you big tsun).

Makes sure your chefs are giving you only the best and freshest foods possible- he’s especially harsh about the food when it comes to Ramadan.

I’m trying so hard not to inject my MENA!Croc addled brain into this piece so so hard I AM TRYING OKAY GUYS

But can you imagine him going to the mosque with you or listening to you discuss or read the Quran and he’s just playing it cool but his eyes are so drawn to you and he wonders if you’re an angel and that he really, really does not deserve someone like you because he’s done so many bad things and wheeeeeeze-

Robin

She’s an elegant and refined woman, one who will 100% want to be involved in your traditions.

She finds your beliefs fascinating and takes it upon herself to join you in your Ramadan.

It took her a bit of getting used to, but after a few days, it quickly grew on her.

Robin likes having tea with you during suhur, alongside a few fresh fruits Sanji had gotten. Light meals are best for her and she prefers to enjoy your company and take it easy before the dawn.

She likes to keep track of the days and times of when you two begin and break your fasts- she’ll make sure to keep note of the Shawwal moon so you two (and the rest of the crew) can celebrate the Eid together!

Since it’s a time of reflection, Robin decides to sit quietly and talk about her feelings and experiences with you. She did have some reservations and guilt that she was too “demonic” to celebrate this with you, but through your encouragement, she felt better and continued it alongside you.

Oh, she loves getting the henna done, too. She makes sure to have lots of flowers on her arms and is in love with the patterns.

Cultural Notes:

Ramadan is the 9th month of the Islamic calendar, which is based on the lunar cycle- hence why you’ll often see debates on when Ramadan starts/ends or why it begins about a week or two earlier than before, since the lunar calendar is shorter than the solar calendar (or Gregorian, the one we normally use).

Muslims fast for a month from dawn until sunset (there are restrictions of course) so no water or food from that time.

Sahur/Suhur/Suhoor: the meal you eat before the dawn comes.

Iftar: the meal you eat to break your fast at sunset.

Shawwal is the 10th month of the Islamic calendar, so Ramadan ends when you see the Shawwal moon that starts a new month.

Eid: the big celebration that marks the end of Ramadan. Usually you go do a special prayer or have a big gathering with your family and enjoy yourselves.

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shadowbriar · 11 months

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Regulus Black - Asking for a Friend

Pairing : Regulus Black x (she/her) Reader Word Count : 4.4k Warning : I'm not sure if there's any, but let me know if I missed any. Synopsis : Regulus comes to the realisation that the admiration he holds of her was more than a platonic one and it just so happen that Valentine's day was just around the corner. Notes : Post no 2 for my 1 Year Anniversary Celebration. Don't forget to fill the form here if you'd like to be tagged for my future works. If you like this story and would like to support me, please visit my kofi page and perhaps get me a coffee?☕ Regulus Black's Masterlist click here. Taglist : @jsjcue @coffeehurricanes @ell0ra-br3kk3r @kaz-mf-brekker @sofiacblair @when-you-cant-think-of-anything

“Have you ever had a friend that you're just so fond of and you wish that your partner would be just like them?”

Regulus’ question broke the stillness of the table, making his study mates to look up. Now Pandora, having been known to be the most studious of the group, has always hated it when someone causes any distraction in their study sessions yet for this one particular topic, she seems to be intrigued rather than looking bothered. It isn’t everyday your best friend of 5 years would talk about their romantic interest, after all.

“Elaborate.” Pandora says, her brows knitted together.

“I mean, you know.. You wish that your partner would be just like them.”

Evan squints his eyes, seemingly confused at his brief explanation, “I’m not sure I’m following you, mate. Doesn’t that just simply mean that you fancy them?”

The nonchalant expression on Regulus’ face turns blank in an instant. As if someone has just flicked the light bulb on top of his head, clearing the haze that has been fogging his mind. The sudden clarity has knocked him for six. Is that truly what it means? Days spent silently praising her beauty and nights wasted recalling their conversations were because he fancies her?

Over the years Regulus would find more of her personality to be his weakness, growing the softest spot in his heart specially reserved for her. He would always admire her witty comments, how she always conveyed her mind with the most articulate and intelligent words. Her friendly and warm nature is always something he adores and the way she would always listen to every worthless remark Regulus has with that magnetising smile and understanding eyes, it was impossible for Regulus to not wish his partner would be someone like her.

“So,” Barty asks, nudging on the raven haired boy with a teasing smile “Which friend do we fancy?”

Regulus’ cheeks turn rosy. All hell would break loose if Barty or Evan found out about it. Those boys are as good as a toothpick for a door bolt. The moment they knew about his growing affection for her, they would most immediately spill the beans and make things awkward between them.

And no, Regulus could certainly never have that.

“No one.” Regulus lies as he looks back down to his parchment paper “We fancy no one.”

“Oh come on now, Big Boy.” Barty whines “You’ve ripped off the bandage, might as well show us the scar.”

Regulus rolls his eyes, attempting to look as nonchalant as he could, “You’re fond of Evan’s presence, doesn’t mean you fancy him now, do you?”

“I don’t know, I wouldn’t say that’s impossible.” Barty jests as he begins to make fake kissing expressions to Evan.

“Oh, my Darling, Barty Bear.” Evan indulges in his best friend’s stunt, fake snogging Barty.

Regulus’ lips twitch into a smile, amused at the play-act his best friends are performing. He let out a relieved sigh, knowing that he’s just flee himself from being pestered by questions about his crush, but when he turned his gaze to the only girl at the table, Regulus knew that the little smirk plastered on Pandora’s face would be a form of nightmare he’ll be facing from that day onwards. He knows that she wouldn’t rest until he gives out a name and though she looks like she already knows who the lucky girl is, Regulus is certain that Pandora wouldn’t show him any mercy from the teasing and taunts.

—-

Dinner has been hard to swallow ever since the realisation of his budding infatuation for her. Regulus finds it impossible to not glance at her table, watching her from his peripheral vision as she chats and laughs with her group of friends. Whatever joke Barty throws or moans Evan has about his class have entered and left his ear like an insignificant noise, mind completely enamoured with her candid beauty.

His grip on the fork only tightens as he realises that she was walking to their table, a brilliant smile decorating her face as she takes a seat next to him, “Evening my favourite Serpents.”

“Fantastic, you’re here!” Evan exclaims gleefully, taking her hands to his that made Regulus’ stomach drop a little “Regulus here has been so out of it since this afternoon, we think he’s broken.”

Barty nods eagerly, “He didn’t even twitch a muscle at my joke and mind you it was bloody brilliant!”

She let out a chuckle, looking at Regulus lovingly (at least in his mind) before turning back to face Evan and Barty. Now the words exchanged between the five of them have gone from a trifling noise to a completely deafen sound. His eyes were glued on hers, taking mental notes of all the little gestures she made. How she would close her eyes shut whenever she laughs, how her brows crinkled more often than not, and how her cheekbones pop wherever she smiles, making her look a thousand times more hypnotising.

Now it was nothing out of the ordinary for Regulus to be the most quiet party of the table, but the little to no words uttered by him was making her suspicious. Sure it wouldn’t be the first time he would watch her intently and just agree with whatever is being discussed, but something’s different this time. The way his shoulder relaxes and how the small curl on his lip never waters was making her feel a little bit flustered to say the least.

“You’re awfully quiet,” She says as she turns to the lovestruck boy, resting her chin on her palm to stare back at him “Cat caught your tongue?”

Regulus blinks, gulping at the close proximity, “Just— Didn’t really have anything to say, is all.”

“Really?” She asks with a raised brow “That’s very unlike you.”

“How is it unlike me?”

“Well, you always have something to say. Whether or not you speak of it is an entirely different conversation to have, but you always have something to say, Regulus.”

Regulus bites his inner cheek. How is it that she could read him like an open book? Was he really that transparent or was he really that spellbound in her charms?

“Don’t bother him. Big boy here is trying to sort his feelings out.” Evan retorts.

“Really?” She replies, amused “What sort of feelings?”

“The loving, sappy kind of feelings.” Barty mocks “Regulus is in love.”

“Shut up, Barty!”

Regulus turns to her, uneasy over the fact that she might figure out his little secret but the look on her face was disheartening. As much as he wished he could have just half of her ability to read him, it was nearly impossible for Regulus to decipher her expression. She was staring back at him, her brows knitted as if she’s trying to read through him too but wasn’t sure on what to look at. It was a whole new expression he’s never seen before.

“Reggie wouldn’t give us the name,” Evan continues, completely oblivious of the awkward tension rising “Can we take a guess, Reg? Say yes if we guess correctly?”

“I bet it’s that girl Regulus always sits next to in Potion.” Barty mutters.

“Or that girl Regulus did his Herbology essay with. They spent weeks on that assignment, remember?” Evan counters “Or maybe that Gryffindor—,”

“It’s not any of those girls,” Pandora cuts.

“How would you know?” Evan asked.

“Oh, I just do,” Pandora says with a confident shrug, turning to Regulus “Don’t I, Reg?”

Regulus shakes his head, still trying to do the most possible damage control though he knew that such effort seems fruitless now. Cat’s out of the bag. It would only be a matter of time now until she realises that she’s the girl he’s been swooning over.

Ironic how long it took for him to realise that he fancies her yet it took no time for the secret to be spilled.

“Don’t push his buttons, guys,” She says with a warm laughter “If Regulus doesn’t want to drop names, then let him. It’s not our business now, is it?”

Now Regulus frowns a little. Her words sting a way he was never familiar with. What does she mean that it isn’t their business? Does she not care about who he’s crushing on?

“If you say so,” Pandora said to her, winking as if there was some secret message sent between the two.

Regulus studies her expression intently, trying to see if Pandora has cracked his secret and is now spilling it to her. Salazar, Regulus hopes that that wasn’t the case. He needs time to sort out his feelings, as Evan said, and if she found out about his budding infatuation before he could figure out a proper way to profess it— Well, Regulus hoped that it would never get to that point. Ever.

—-

If Regulus was ever asked, which of the following could ever compare to the beauty that is her: sun, moon, or star, Regulus would argue that she is the beautiful crescent moon with its bright yet soft light washing over his skin as he stares at her silently on his window pane. Regulus would argue, if he ever allows himself to be so bold, that she is his ideal. Her intelligence not to mention beauty would be the sweet honey to his tea, the butterfly to his garden of flowers.

But Regulus was never half as confident as she is. Never half as open and friendly to others. He was reserved, quiet, oftentimes perceived as cold and callous. But not to her. She could always see him through his distant exterior, involving him in every discussion they would have and perhaps that was the one thing that made him yield his heart to her.

Regulus never paid any mind to big dates and celebrations, but something about the upcoming Valentines date shakes his core. Perhaps it was the fact that it fell on the very day of their Hogsmeade trip this week, or the fact that all of his friends were buzzing about who they're going to ask to be their Valentines date, or maybe the fact that for once, Regulus might have a proper chance to ask her to be his date.

Chance. That word felt too optimistic for his presumptive mind. It was as if she ever looked at him that way.

“Regulus?” She called and squeezed his forearm lightly, making him burst his bubble of thought. He turns to her, cheeks slightly rosy from the shame of having ignored her. Just how pathetic he is to zoned out about her when she's sitting right beside him “Are you alright? You've been off of it all morning, I’ve noticed.”

He nods, flashing a shy smile, “All is well, no worries.”

She smiles, taking her hand off of him and continues her work.

Regulus turns his head, stopping at the sight of some Ravenclaw boy asking some Hufflepuff girl by the library entrance. The bashful gesture he’s showing and the giddy smile she shows makes it easy for him to tell the situation is happening at the spot. Another couple for the Valentine's Hogsmeade trip, he reckons.

A little twist in his stomach grows. With the many people asking each other out for the Hogsmeade trip, it would only be normal for him to ask her too, right? The timing was right, they could just go as friends in the worst case scenario. All he has to do is ask, but why are the words stuck at the tip of his tongue?

“Actually,” Regulus starts, secretly playing with the hem of his robe in nervousness “I have something to ask you.”

She looks up, meeting him with a warm smile, “Shoot.”

“I was wondering if you have a date for the Hogsmeade trip?”

“Oh,” She answers, utterly taken aback by his question. A hint of rosiness spread on her cheeks, something Regulus has to convince himself has nothing to do with his question. She always has that natural flush on her face, surely it must be nothing as pleasant as his stupid heart is hoping for “No, I don’t have a date at the moment. Why do you ask?”

“Just.. Asking for a friend.”

Regulus mentally slapped himself, having to be defeated by his anxiety once again that he has to come up with a lie. She stares at him with a confused look, the glimmer on her eyes dims down from the words he uttered. It was as if she was disappointed at his answer.

“I see,” She says with a nod “Do you plan to ask anyone?”

“Not sure,” He answers truthfully “Do you have anyone you hope would ask you?”

She plays with her quill, tapping it to the parchment paper as if she was piecing the right words to reply to him, “I suppose I do but I’m not counting on it.”

Regulus frowns, ignoring the slight crack of his heart, “Who?”

“I’ll tell you mine if you tell me yours.”

Regulus pursed his lips, acting to be in a deep thought, “No.”

She chuckles, turning back to her paperwork.

“But, if—” Regulus calls again, not wanting to end their conversation just yet “If my friend were to ask you, would you say yes?”

“Well it truly depends on which friend you’re talking about now, isn’t it?”

“Yes, but what is the possibility of you saying yes to my said friend? 50%? 60%? Or are you fully waiting for your prince charming to ask you?”

She stares at him with a smile, looking completely amused at the questions thrown at her. If she didn’t know better she would think that Regulus was asking for himself from all the persistent queries, but then of course, we all know how Regulus Black is. No girl in this castle is good enough for him and this rule applies to her too.

“Why don’t you just tell this friend to come to me himself, hm?” She answers, resting her chin on her palm and stares at him fondly “I truly can’t give you any answers unless you give me a name, Reg.”

“It’s Evan.” He blurts, cheeks feeling hot from her gaze.

“Rosier?” She asks with a raised eyebrow “I thought he’s going with Pandora? I was sure she told me he asked her last week.”

“Did I say Evan? I meant Barty.” Regulus fake coughed, clearing his throat “Barty wanted to ask you to be his date.”

The soft and gentle expression on her face turns into an appalled one, bewildered at the answer Regulus gives. His brain has haywired that he neglected the fact that Barty was her cousin, and though cousin romance is deemed acceptable in the wizarding world, Barty and her would never pursue each other romantically for one too many reasons. If Regulus could just tame his nervousness for just a degree, he would’ve realised how idiotic his answer was.

“Barty wants to be my date?” She asks, trying to confirm his answer that sounded like a death sentence for her.

Regulus nods, “He does.”

She narrows her eyes, trying to catch his lie but the stern and rigid expression on Regulus’ face makes her question her own mind. Regulus was never one to be deceitful yet the idea of Barty wanting to ask her to be his date is just as illogical. The only plausible reason behind such a stunt would be them trying to pull some prank on her, but even with that, Regulus was never one to ever indulge in the mischief her cousin and Rosier would always find themselves in.

“I— Well, I guess you should tell him to ask me himself?” She answers, questioning herself.

“I’ll do that,” Regulus nods firmly, trying to keep his act in place “I’ll tell him you said that.”

—-

A couple of days has passed ever since that incident of him blurting Barty’s name at the library. Regulus was still ever so stressed out to ask her himself that he still hasn’t realised the stupid mistake he’s done. Now with the Hogsmeade trip coming closer, Regulus really has no other time but now to ask her.

Yet before he could do so, the universe crushed his dream.

Barty entered the Slytherin Common Room with the brightest grin on his face, making Evan, Regulus, and Pandora look at each other from the strange sight. He jumps to the sofa, sighing with delight as he lay on it and rests his feet to the hand rest. Barty turns to see his friends who now still look at him with a baffled expression, enjoying the sight and looking forward to stomping on one of them in the next minute.

“Gentlemen,” Barty greets before turning to Pandora “My Lady.”

“What’s with you?” Evan asks, an amused smile plastered on his face “You look like you’ve just won a lottery.”

“Even better, I just got a date.”

Regulus raised an eyebrow, “A date? Who?”

Barty coos, saying her name.

“Wait, isn’t she—”

“Brilliant, indeed.” Barty cuts, not letting Evan to correct the fact that they’re cousins. He shot him a look, one that conveys I’ll tell you later and Evan nods in understanding.

Colour drains from Regulus’ face. Just when he finally gathered enough courage to come forward, he just has to be beaten to the race. By Barty of all people. Supposed she came and asked Barty about their conversation that day and knowing Barty, he would never let such an opportunity slip. Who would ever not want to have her as their date after all?

“Who would’ve thought, right?” Barty fawns, pouring Regulus’ jealousy with petrol “Barty Crouch Jr having such a beautiful bird as his date for Valentine's.”

Evan was eyeing his friend with a sceptical look, clearly lost at the scheme Barty was pulling, “Barty, can I see that Transfiguration homework you promised me now? I have quite a lot to catch up on.”

“Sure,” Barty says, catching Evan’s bullshit right away as he stood from the sofa “It’s in my room.”

And so the two boys left, leaving Regulus who looks like he’s second away from vomiting all contents of his stomach and Pandora who’s casually flipping the pages of a magazine in her hand, an all knowing smirk present on her lips.

“Pandora,” Regulus calls, eyes still vacant “Do you have your wand with you?”

Pandora hums.

“Please hex me to death right now.”

The girl laughs at his request. Pandora put down the magazine and looked at Regulus with a teasing smile, “Why would you ask me that, Reggie?”

Regulus glares, “You know why. I saw your smile the other day when she came to our table. You know about it, don’t you?”

“About what?”

“That I was crushing on her.”

Pandora shrugs, “Maybe.”

“Ugh,” Regulus crowls “What am I to do now?”

Pandora chuckles, patting Regulus’ shoulder in an attempt to console him. Pandora felt cruel now to be the one to suggest the prank, to tell her and Barty to go on a fake date just to mess with Regulus. In her defence, out of the five of them, it seems like Regulus is the only one who doesn’t realise his growing affection for her. It was a public secret for the group now that he’s been sending her heart eyes. All he needed was a push and Pandora felt like it was her duty to help him.

Even when Regulus would surely throw a fit once he knew she was the mastermind behind his distraught now.

“Why don’t you just come to Hogsmeade, Reg?” Pandora suggests, playing the innocent supportive friend now “If their date doesn’t go well, you can go and rescue her.”

Regulus turns to see Pandora, his eyes hopeful at the advice, “You think so?”

“Yeah,” Pandora encourages “I mean, how many similarities does she have with Barty? Almost none. I’m pretty sure their date will turn downhill the moment they step into Madam Puddifoot’s shop.”

“How do you know they’ll go to Madam Puddifoot’s?”

Pandora shrugs, “Don’t all couples go there?”

Regulus bites his inner cheek as he gives it a thought. The idea of her going to such a sappy tea shop with Barty peels his skin. It should be him and her, not Barty and her. What was in her bloody mind to ever say yes to Barty’s invite in the first place?

“Fine,” Regulus says with an exasperated sigh “I’ll go to Hogsmeade.”

—-

Regulus’ tea has long gone cold, untouched as he impatiently waits for her and Barty to enter the tea shop. He figured, if they wanted to have their date here, where else would be the best place to spy on them than the very shop itself? So he got himself a table, ordered himself tea and biscuits that only served as props on his table, while his eyes were glued to the door. Every jingle of the bell felt like an invisible blade thrown to pierce his heart.

He looks down to his watch. It’s been more than an hour now. When would they come? How long should he wait? Will they even come to this tea shop like Pandora said?

Before his head could explode with more questions, Regulus’ breath was held on his chest as she finally entered the establishment. Her cheeks were rosy, probably from the cold wind outside. Regulus wished he could take a picture of her now because Merlin, just how hypnotising could she be?

To think that she dressed up for a date with Barty crushes him, but where even is Barty?

Regulus’ brows were raised now. Did Barty stood her up? Is that why she’s alone now? But she doesn’t look the slightest bit annoyed or sad if such a scenario did occur. She has her eyes scanning the tables now, looking for something, someone, and when their eyes meet, her smile blooms and walks closer to him.

“Hello, there,” She greets, pointing at the empty seat in front of him “Is this seat taken?”

Regulus shakes his head, in loss of words as he tries to assess the situation happening.

She happily took her seat, ordering herself something to drink before turning back to Regulus. Her gaze met his, hands clasped on the table. Her brilliant smile was still evident and it’s making Regulus feel like he could melt and die right on that instant.

“So,” She started, her tone cheerful “What are you doing here, Regulus?”

“I— Uh—” Regulus stutters “I— I was supposed to meet someone.”

“Really?” She asks, intrigued “Who?”

“Just— No one important.” He answers, running his palms to his trousers in nervousness “What are you doing here? I heard you have a date with Barty today. Where is he?”

She shrugs, “I don’t know.”

“You don’t know? Did he stood you up?” Regulus asked, his anger starting to rise. How dare he stood her up?

“Oh, no, he didn’t. I just cancelled our date.” She says nonchalantly “I find it too cruel to proceed so I bailed on them.”

“Cruel? Them?” Regulus asked, confused “What are you talking about?”

“Oh, you sweet soul,” She says with a gentle chuckle, taking one of his hands softly and caressing the back of it with her thumb “Who is it again that you said was asking me for a date?

“Barty.” Regulus says with a nervous gulp.

“Yeah, well, it wasn’t truly him now, was it?” She asks “Cause I’m pretty sure Barty would never be interested in me in that way, seeing that we’re cousins.”

Regulus closes his eyes, letting out an embarrassed sigh. That day in the Common Room must have been some sick joke the other’s were pulling at him. How Barty entered with such a huge grin and Pandora’s pitiful yet teasing look at him. They both must have been the miscreants behind this humiliating act.

“I’m going to kill them,” Regulus mutters, not meeting her eyes.

“Please, don’t,” She answers with a laugh “They mean well, I promise you.”

“They’re making me look pathetic in front of you.”

“That’s debatable,” She remarks “I find it cute and adorable, to be honest. And to be fair, it was you who lied to me first. They’re just following your ruse.”

“I’m sorry,” Regulus says “Are you angry at me?”

“No,” She says, shaking her head “I was appalled at first, but then I realised that you might just be shy about it so I just brushed it off.”

Regulus nods, smiling at her weakly from her understanding.

Now what? He thought. Cats out of the bag, for good this time. What should he say now? What should he do? Would she like him to say anything about it? Do anything about it? What if she’s just here out of a friendly gesture? That she doesn’t want to embarrass himself further in front of the others?

But the tender gaze she gives to him now, the understanding smile and the gentle touch she’s giving him, it all feels like a supportive push for him to go forward. To finally embrace his realisation of affection and hand his heart to her now.

“So I guess you know already..” He begins “About my feelings.”

“I have a rough idea of it.” She teases.

“What do you think about it?”

“How do you mean?”

“Well, do you think it was okay? For me to fancy you?” Regulus asks, uncertainty bleeding out of his voice “Would it be okay if I like you?”

“If it wasn’t okay with me I wouldn’t be here with you, would I?” She argues, her kind smile still tugging on her lips “I do have to confess that I expected more than just ‘fancy’ or ‘like’. I thought we’ve gone past that phase already.”

“We?”

She raised an eyebrow, “You didn’t really think that this flows one way, did you?”

“I— I don’t know.”

“Oh, you blind child,” She chuckles “I fancy you too, Regulus. Perhaps even more than that.”

“I— Really?” Regulus asks, blushing yet still trying to understand her words as if she’s been speaking in a different language “This better not be another prank you and Pandora or Barty or Evan is pulling on me.”

She chuckles, “It’s not, I can assure you.”

“Prove it.”

She squints her eyes, giving his challenge a thought before standing a little from her seat. She begins to lean in, inching closer to his face and closing her eyes when their hot breaths begin to meet each other’s skin. She gives the lightest brush to his lips, so soft that it felt feather-like but still sent jolts of electricity down his spine.

She pulls away a little, still so close to him that their noses brush with each other. She gazes into his eyes, lovestruck and content, “Was that enough of a proof?”

“No,” Regulus breathes, whispering “Do it again.”

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Hi Hi 👋🏼 can you please do an earth 42 miles x reader when it's Halloween and they go out trick or treating together 💟

halloween

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As October descended upon Brooklyn, whispers of Halloween's approach filled the air. Your eyes sparkled with anticipation, and you couldn't contain your excitement for the upcoming festivities. But Miles, with a furrowed brow, scoffed at the idea, preferring solitude over celebrations.

Undeterred by Miles' grumpiness, you decided to transform his home into a magical realm of Halloween delight. His mother approved of your brilliant ideas, so the boys' opinion couldn't change anything. Armed with a vivid imagination and an overflowing box of decorations, you set out to infuse the flat with the spirit of the season.

While you took your time adorning his bedroom with ghostly figures, cobwebs, and some pumpkins, your boyfriend observed you from a distance, a skeptical expression etched on his face. Despite his reservations, he couldn't help but feel a twinge of curiosity as your enthusiasm filled the air.

Subsequently, you transformed the living room into a haunted haven. With Rio's help, you strung orange and black streamers, hung paper bats from the ceiling, and carefully arranged a display of glowing jack-o'-lanterns. Miles' grumpiness wavered as he watched your infectious excitement, a faint smile tugging at the corners of his lips.

As the evening came, you turned your attention to cute couple Halloween costumes. You spent hours crafting intricate outfits-a brooding vampire for Miles and a whimsical fairy costume for yourself. Miles grumbled about the discomfort of wearing a costume, but deep down, he couldn't deny the sparkle in your eyes, even though he tried to fight it.

"You're trippin, ma." The boy intervened firmly as he shook his head in disbelief. "I am not wearing that, no way." The sharp tone of his voice struck through your heart, slowly breaking it into pieces. You knew he wasn't the type to participate in adorable couple activities, but you didn't understand why couldn't he spend his time with you, at least during such fascinating time.

"Oh come on, Miles, why not?" You pouted, crossing your arms as you looked at him with a disapproving gaze. You were sure of his opinion, but deep down, you still had some hope, that the captivating season could soften his heart, even the tiniest bit. "It's like you don't love me anymore, Miles. You never do anything fun with me, we barely even spend time together. You're always out doing your 'important work', putting off our plans" You snapped at him, with slight wrath audible in your voice

"I get it, you might not be a fan of all those 'cringy' couple activities, but please, can't you enjoy your time with me for once?" You continued, your gaze shifting from his face to his torso. You could notice the confusion on his face, as you weren't the type to talk to him like this. "But alright, if you don't want to, I can just go out with someone else. You have fun here"

Miles made his way up to his bed, sitting down beside you, letting out a sigh, as he entwined his hands with yours. Staring into his eyes, you could see them filling up with agony, clearly hurt after hearing your truthful speech.

"Look, mami. I'm sorry I haven't given you enough time lately, you know, I just cant explain it. I want to keep you safe" Your boyfriend started the same answer you hear every time you would bring up his job. It was different though, he never really genuinely apologized to you. Sure, a quick 'my bad' or 'i'll do better' usually left his mouth, but you've never heard him say 'i'm sorry'. He put his head down as he continued.

"I'm sorry that you feel that way, you know I'm not happy about me canceling our dates either. I can dress up and go trick-or-treating with you, ma. I hate seeing you like this, I'll do better, princessa."

Miles stole a quick kiss on your lips, then on your forehead as he got up from the bed, reaching over to your Halloween costumes. His lips shifted into a soft smile as he felt a wave of warmth strike through his heart.

As the sun dipped below the horizon, you two emerged from his house, you adorned in vibrant fairy costume that shimmered under the moonlight. You fluttered your wings, casting a spell of enchantment that swirled around Miles.

Miles, reluctantly participating, donned a simple costume, a bloodthirsty vampire. Deep down, he couldn't resist your excitement, and a flicker of curiosity ignited within him, as you took the lead.

Hand in hand, you set off into the moonlit streets, where houses were adorned with cobwebs, glowing pumpkins, and haunting decorations. Children, disguised as witches, superheroes, and ghosts, giggled and chattered as they darted from door to door.

You, with your infectious laughter, skipped ahead, your voice like a melody in the night. Miles trailed behind, his grumpy attitude slowly giving way to the passion he hadn't felt in years.

At each house, children eagerly showcased their costumes, their eyes shining with anticipation. Your eyes danced with delight, and your laughter filled the crisp autumn air. Miles, though initially skeptical, found himself chuckling at your excitement, realizing that Halloween held a joy he had long forgotten.

As you continued your journey collecting candy, you arrived at a house unlike any other. It's porch was adorned with shimmering lights, and a melodious tune drifted through the air. You approached, your hand entwined with your boyfriends' and your eyes wide with wonder, and rang the doorbell.

The door creaked open, revealing an elderly man dressed as a magician. With a flourish of his wand, he produced a basket overflowing with candy. As he handed you a treat, he leaned in and whispered, "May the magic of this night bring joy to even the coldest of hearts."

Miles was taken aback by the man's words. Perhaps there was more to Halloween than he had ever realized. A seed of enchantment had been planted within him, sprouting into a newfound appreciation for the night's festivities.

Eager to share this newfound delight, Miles' coldness dissipated like mist in the morning sun. He engaged in playful banter with fellow trick-or-treaters, admiring their costumes and sharing in the joy of the evening.

As the moon reached its zenith, you approached the final house on your route. The porch was transformed into a whimsical wonderland, complete with floating candles and mystical creatures. Your eyes sparkled, and Miles' heart swelled with anticipation.

You knocked on the door, and it swung open to reveal a woman dressed as a fortune teller. Her voice was soft and melodious as she greeted you. Miles exchanged glances with you, feeling as though you had stumbled into a magical realm.

The fortune teller handed you each a small, golden envelope. "Open these when the clock strikes midnight," she whispered, her eyes twinkling with mystery.

With a sense of wonder pulsing through your veins, you and your boyfriend bid the fortune teller farewell. You made your way back home, your pumpkin buckets filled to the brim with sweet treasures.

As the clock neared midnight, you sat on the couch, in the decorated living room. With a hushed countdown, you opened your golden envelopes in unison.

Inside, you discovered handwritten notes, each containing a heartfelt message from the other. Words of love, appreciation, and gratitude spilled from the pages, filling your hearts with warmth.

You and Miles exchanged smiles, your souls intertwined in a magical moment. You realized that the true enchantment of Halloween was not just in the costumes or treats, but in the bonds that were strengthened and the love that was kindled.

As the clock struck midnight, Miles took your hand in his and whispered, "Thank you for showing me the magic of this night, ma. I'm sorry for being so harsh with you and canceling our dates so often. If they are as amazing as this one, it will never happen again." Your eyes shimmered with happiness and you let out a quiet laugh at his words.

Under the moonlit sky, the two of you shared a tender kiss, the magic of the night enveloping you. In that moment, you knew that love, laughter, and the spirit of Halloween would forever illuminate your lives, casting away any shadows of coldness that may try to linger.

#miles morales #miles x reader #prowler miles #prowler miles x reader #prowler!miles #prowler!miles x reader #across the spiderverse #earth 42 miles #earth 42 miles x reader

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pinkandpurple360 · 1 month

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I’ve wanted to ask, if you were the writer and you (unfortunately) had to make Stolitz cannon, how would you have rewritten it? Starting from ep 1 season 1? Or in general how would you have rewritten Stolas?

Hi anon!

Oh well the first thing I would do…massive tone change. It would definitely not be this deep melodrama of angst and betrayal, but far more lighthearted. And comedic. Spoilers they don’t end up star crossed monogamous married soulmates, not even close. They’d be close friends with a strong bond. Who may occasionally sleep together if they feel like it. And with other people. That’s basically as deep as it gets in the romance department. But that’s exactly how they like it, in fact both surprised that the other doesn’t demand more than that. I’d also have it be that stolas gets one focussed episode per season. His only song is ‘We* will be okay’ to Octavia.

First off, stolas and Blitzø make a trade with the grimoire, but one that is not sexual in nature. He completely allowed Blitzø to steal the book, finding his clumsy breaking and entering method very entertaining. He was just that bored. The ruckus blitzø, a “clown” disguised assassin in truth, caused at octavias birthday party made him laugh for the first time in several centuries (yes in this version he’s ancient and immortal) so he simply looked the other way when the theft occurred. “Sir! This imp has your grimoire in his possession!” “Say do we have anything stronger than this wine? I cant think on a sober mind. Fetch me some absinthe if you please?” “But sir!” “Absinthe! Unless you are doubting me?”

In my version stolas is the precautionary heir himself. And Via is her child self. This is why stolas is so negligent to his duties, he’s nothing but a figurehead. Symbolic. He knows how unimportant he truly is. Both parents love Via, but find it hard to connect with her because of her circumstances as the “extra” precaution and their arranged marriage. In my version at the start stolas still has his kind side, but is arrogant, afraid to show that side, and he is misogynistic towards his wife who is always “upset for no reason” I think stolas’ plain inability to read the room or people’s feelings pretty funny, so I’m keeping it in. He says things like “I’m sorry…that you think I owe you an apology Stella” she threatens to hire a hitman but doesn’t have the heart to go through with it. Ah but neither of them are violent towards the imps. Because. Ew? My version of Stella is actually a person. She gets enraged, abuses alcohol, suffers post partum depression. It takes some time before she and stolas become on good terms again. They decide to separate amicably in the end, their bickering having no real bite behind it and just becoming banter.

Plot: Stolas allows Blitzø to use the Grimoire, in exchange for offing a specific demon in hell or human target on earth, once a month. He also returns the grimoire for when Stolas needs it for a ceremony, so that nobody can suspect it’s misuse. This is in secret, training him for the ultimate target of all, Paimon. So that stolas can reach the throne and have a reason to exist in his own view. Nobody can suspect the innocent stolas of targeting his father whom he “loves” dearly. You never know if his moments of kindness or madness are a facade or if they’re real. He’d have a lot of references to Hamlet in my version. The occasional sex is nothing but a cover story for Blitzo coming over, sometimes stolas oversells the cover story. It becomes real once the two of them get a bit too carried away after celebrating one of their hits going perfectly.

In my mind stolas is completely insane but in an eccentric way. Strikers assassination attempt was a complete ruse, the one who hired him was none other than stolas himself to test Blitzøs skills and to introduce him to angelic weaponry. Yes he hired a hitman on himself. Stella was a red herring. In a tragic sense he knows he could have died but values his own life so little, that he wouldn’t mind. “I just wanted to see what would happen” is his explanation. Blitzø gets angry with him over this, for messing with/scaring him, and reminds him that even though he doesn’t love stolas that way, he still has a daughter who would cry over him. This inspires stolas to actually start trying to form a connection with Via. This is an aside but I find the accelerated aging trope fascinating (think Jake the dogs kids or Renesmee from twilight) so Octavia ages twice as fast as a human would before it pauses around 21. Stolas takes her to LooLoo land at 17 because she was literally 8 years old like, 4 years ago. That’s why it’s so difficult to parent someone like that. And why he and Stella still baby her, they can’t keep up with her rapid maturing. But stolas refuses to hire a full time nanny, he wants to do it himself. His own ‘father’ was his imp butler, when this butler died of old age it really effected him. He doesn’t want that for via.

With Blitzø, they form a bond built on mutual trust, push and pull, fun, empathy, occasional lust, but the fun is at the heart of it. Stolas is extremely ignorant about sexual innuendo, and Blitzø is very flagrant about it but stolas never knows what the hell he’s taking about. So blitzø has to challenge himself to use non raunchy humour. This is one of the many ways they start to change eachother.

Polyamory ✨ tragically, stolas knows this cant be a forever relationship, he doesn’t want to give up immortality, and he knows Blitzø would never want to be a consort. Stolas doesn’t even want that either. He thinks marriage is stupid nonsense. Him and Stella are swingers as is custom in Goetia families (a secret custom that is). And Blitzø is in love with more than one person. Having hate filled spicy trysts with Striker, an on and off again relationship with Verosika, and an unspoken thing with his friend fizzarolli, the court jester, that’s currently platonic but more intimate than any other relationship (aka terrifying).

Stolas says this mans bombastic love life is better than any telenovela and gives him plenty of material for erotic novels. (I’ll admit the romance novel author idea is a clever one I had a similar idea)

I think my stolas version is demi sexual and possibly aromantic. I just find it more interesting that way. Another idea I had was stolas as a dusty librarian who blitzø is in unrequited love with. This version of stolas is completely aroace, sex repulsed and all. Giving them a tragic angle and some fun conflict. They find each other fascinating, the flirting is only one way, and stolas helps Blitzø find someone right for him. (Spoilers it’s fizz because you know me) I just find it so much cuter if Blitzø is the one who is the real hopeless romantic and even though stolas doesn’t have romantic urges outside the fiction he enjoys, he finds it fascinating from an outside perspective. Maybe even subvert the ‘repressed’ angle to say stolas was repressing his asexuality to make people like Stella and Blitzø happy.

And yeah, twist! Paimon is executed during the revolution. Stolas abdicates as they move toward a democracy. His kind nature and changed ways allow him to actually be elected by the hellborn, giving him all his wealth and power back..causing him to have learned absolutely nothing and still being a spoiled brat but!! at least not a deeply racist one 😔 but please don’t use the word impish in your next novel owl boy.

That was so fun!!!

#helluva boss critical #stolitz critical #helluva boss rewrite

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luffythinker · 8 months

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i don't think we talk enough about how Tamaki and Mirio as a gay couple like they are the gay rep for UA like, those guys were shying around eachother in middle school, they hooked up their first and became public in second year and EVVEEEEERYBODY knows about Tamaki and Mirio dating. they got 2 or 3 years worth of anniversaries under their belts and that's just being out about it, they celebrate when they first became met/became friends. Kirishima is so envious of his work study buddy having been in a relationship so long and he wants to be like that. "ITS SO MANLY" Deku congratulates Mirio when he worked at nighteye's actually fuck canon, nighteye is alive still and he also congratulates Mrio saying shit like "I celebrated anniversaries with All might before we broke up, don't be like me keep this one." but then he goes into the "Actually it's not my fault we had creative differences and i was a side compared to Dave but it's whatever." Deku,Bubble girl,Mirio and Centipeder heard this story sevral hundred times before. Somebody once said Nighteye was AllMight's stand in for Dave like AllMight and Dave were together but he wasn't in america anymore so he just picked up Nighteye as a side thing and they broke up and that's why he wasn't on speaking terms I GOT THE TEA & IMA SPILL IT like can you imagine Deku having this Information? "ALL MIGHT YOU DATED AND DIVORCED AND DIDN'T TELL ME?"

"I never married young Midoriya, it was a side thing"

Old man yaoi we are going to. have to talk about AllMight/Nighteye whats their ship name? AllNight (thats what she said) NightMight?

Bro AllMight was definitely playing with Nighteye's heart back when,bro was getting it on and Nighteye wanted more to the relationship but AllMight wanted to keep it as a down low thing they were together in Nighteye's heart. im laughing so hard this is everything to me. They promptly get back together in the end it hits the news, AllMight marries Nighteye and Deku is crying. im crying what the fuck is this lol Endeavor: what the fuck is going on????

OH I LOVE THIS COUPLE

i actually did not like mirio at first, he's a lot... but i always loved tamaki and i came to enjoy mirio more because of him, and their relationship is so beautiful, i love them so much

NIGHTEYE AND ALL MIGHT WELL THATS SOMETHING, not him being a side piece that's so sadknkjdf

totally got the the office reference there, but i like nightmight ?? it has a nice ring into it

i usually get my old man yaoi from good omens and ofmd (and one piece) but i guess we can expand here

U REALLY INVESTED IN BREAKING NIGHT EYES HEARTKJJLSDHFDJ IM GLAD THEY GET MARRIED CAUSE I CANT HANDLE PAIN

#miritama #mirio togata #tamaki amajiki #sir nighteye #all might #nightmight #bnha #mha #rei replies

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marvelita85 · 2 years

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Maybe a few h*te words but other than that non

English is like my 2nd language so I'm sorry in advance

There he was following you with his gaze, both your mother's half brothers, no one dared to talked evil about your heritage because of your Targaryen looks, some brave ones would dare to whispered you were a product of Daemon before your mother married Sir Leanor, whatever you have felt for the sons of your grandsire was gone or at least thats what you thought, that dinner was forced and you tried to endure it sitting beside your younger brother Luke

- we have a lot to celebrate, Luke and Jace are to be married with Raena and Baela

- and Luke as Lord of the tides - you smiled raising your cup for him, you loved all your brothers but Luke was no so secretly your favourite

You watched behind your cup as his eye was set on you he was trying to intimidated you but it wasnt the feeling you were having, you vould hold his gaze, he hated your brothers you couldnt feel anything but the same for him

- my dear y/n...

- grandsire...

- I wish for you to be happy aswell... you are free to marry... - you werent but you let him speak, over those 6 years away you've been in Winterfell you met Cregan Stark and his younger brother Robb who had asked your hand to Daemon and Rhaenyra, they knew the north would be asegurated with that union and you were much willing to accept it - the king and I would like you to accept our son Aemond

- father...my queen, thought is a very thoughtfull proposal y/n is already bethroted, I'm very sorry brother - Rhaenyra your mother said and you smiled to him you let him know you were something he could never have

The table knew who you were going to be married, your brothers were smiling knowing very well the desire both their uncles had for you, Aegon tried to seduced you uncountable times, Aemond loved you in silence all those years living together but then his eye happened and his friendship with you was severed like his eye, never to be the same, that dinner ended abruptally when your grandsire retired, Aemond said horrible things, you and Baela almost riped Aegon before your mother send you all to your chambers, you decided to have a walked through the gardens and he appeared in the shadows

- you cant married the Stark boy...

- why not? I like him a lot, he is very kind and attentive with me

- you are a Dragon

- and he is a wolf...

- you love him...

- what if I do...

- when we were kids you were promised to me...

- Aemond our family is divided, you and your brother along with your mother had never felt anything but resentment and hate for my mother and for my brothers how can you think I can feel anything more than that for you

- we were friends...

- yes... and you destroyed that friendship when you lost your eye.... you blamed me and my brother, you only have revenge in your heart for us, thats all

- what can I do...

- you just called my brothers bastards at dinner, calling them Strong, I know the whispers about me being Daemon's daughter... in another life maybe but in this one you decided to be enemies and I'll never be anything less than that

Aemond heart broke again in that garden speaking with you, your words hurted but she was right he couldnt feel anything more for the person that took his eye for his neglected father, for his half sister for not giving your hand to him it was all hate but you were the only one capable to break him because despite everything he loved you and you were never going to be his

A few notes, y/n looks like Dany from 1st season but she has the fire of the7th, her eyes are like her grandmother Alissa one green one purple, because she is Daemon's daughter, she is older than Jace and 1 year younger than Aemond

And he is Robb Stark 😁

My love for Aemond is still intact but he has to be put in place sometimes🥰

#aemond targaryen fanfiction #aemond targaryen x you #aemond targaryen x reader #prince aemond #aemond x reader #hotd aemond #aemond the kinslayer #aemond one eye #aemond targaryen #house of the dragon aemond #prince aemond targaryen #aemond targaryen x targaryen!reader #aemond targaryen x oc #aemond targaryen imagine

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mirkwoodmunson · 2 years

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what you want

eddie munson x f!y/n

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after trying to let eddie have a distraction-free week to focus on his schoolwork, you reward him for a job well done.

contains: smut, fluff, praise kink, est. relationship, pet names, fingering, unprotected p in v (use protection — we don’t live in a fantasy world) tw: cursing ofc, all of the above mentioned a/n: at work the other day a man said ‘this what you want?’ to me in a very gentle voice (about a pen, but 😮‍💨) so this has that to thank and also thanks to 100 followers!! some celebration smut 🥳 disc: i do not give permission to share my content outside of tumblr; please reblog and do not repost; my content (even sfw) is not meant for minors; i am not responsible for the media you consume online.

It’s always a particularly long wait when you have something to look forward to, and today you’re very, very much looking forward to getting to see Eddie.

So much in fact that you find you can’t quite stop squirming in place, struggling to focus on work, every few minutes finding you’re squeezing your thighs together. You shift in your seat and nibble your lip to hold a whine when the extra pressure makes your toes curl.

Oh you were in a mood.

You’d been thinking about him all week, and while you did call at night when you were both home, it was still your idea: cut Eddie off as incentive for him to study for an important upcoming test; if he did well, well… and if he did bad… Look he was gonna get lucky either way — not that you two didn’t mess around on the reg, the point was you just wanted him to try harder, at the same time worried that you were proving to be a distraction.

He had begrudgingly agreed, partially due to said reward, partially due to your sweet pleading puppy eyes as you’d asked him.

“I just want you to be able to focus on this. Won’t you just try it this once, Eds? For me?”

A heavy sigh as he melted under your adoring gaze, pulling you in by your hips.

“For you, princess? I’d fly to the moon if you asked.”

“Nooo~!” You whine, giggling, kissing all over his face, “not that far!”

He’d caught your lips with his and scooped you up.

“I’ll make it worth the wait, Munson,” you promise breathily, to which he’d given an aching sigh.

Thinking about it now you find yourself blushing and pressing a cheek into your hand, pinkie stroking your lip as you think of his pressed against it.

Whether or not he did well on the test you weren’t sure if you wanted to try this again, this long away from him had been unbearable. Even if it helped and he was able to focus, you now in turn were barely able to get any work done these last few days. Far be it from you to be clingy but he was static, you couldn’t brush him off even if you wanted to and the more you tried the harder he stuck.

“Heading out, y/n?”

Your coworker startles you out of your daydream and chuckles for it, holding up an easing hand, “oh, sorry!”

“No no, uh, just distracted — I’m coming.”

You cant help but grin like a maniac and your coworker snorts, heading out with the others as you gather your things in double speed.

Eddie had said he’d pick you up today.

As the last one out you make sure the door is locked behind you, but after that you’re dashing into the parking lot — the sight of a boy standing in front of his crummy van makes your heart skip, and you practically skip along with it towards him, squealing right into his arms as you hop up into them.

He growls and hefts you up and shoves his face into your neck sucking and nibbling and kissing and holding you tight to him, while you giggle and squirm and cling to him. Static.

“Here I was worried you wouldn’t miss me,” he murmurs into your throat.

“Yeah right, Munson,” you breathe, fingers splayed into brown curls at the back of his head.

“Shitty idea,” you groan, tugging his hair to pull his head back for a deep, much-needed kiss, breaking off to chant against his cheek, “shittyshittyshitty — missed you so so so much.”

He breathes a deep laugh against your mouth and then nibbles your earlobe, before setting you back on your feet, letting you slowly slip down against him.

“One of your worst, l/n,” he chides sarcastically, “buuuut~…” His voice lilts and teases and you take in a soft breath, lifting your brow.

“‘But’..?!” You bounce a little on your heels and grin.

His face drops quickly, and he clicks his tongue, “but, uh… Sorry, doll…”

Yours drops too and your frown a little, “ohh I’m sorry E—“

“I passed!” He interjects, cackling a burst of laughter and picking you back up as you squeal and throw your arms around him.

“You passed!!?”

He pulls away, pushes out his bottom lip,

“What, didn’t believe in me?”

“Nooo no no no no, I’m just excited I’m happy for you I’m really happy Eds,” you peck all over his face and he snorts, starting to carry you away.

“Well, deal’s a deal, babygirl,” he opens the passenger door and nearly chucks you inside, giddy and excited.

“Time to make up for lost time.”

Wayne had left for his shift, the trailer was quiet and still; until the air was cut by the door slamming open, the twisted form of you and Eddie leaned into it as you grasp and kiss and drag at each other.

He grabs the front of your top, groaning as he reluctantly pulls away from you and tugs you to the side, closing the door and locking it before pulling you in again and hungrily latching to your mouth with his own once again.

It’s almost aggressive — possessive — the way he just has hold of your shirt with one hand, pulling you to him, the hem lifted a bit to reveal your soft tummy, his other hand smoothing over your lower back and pressing your lower halves together.

“Eddie,” you pant, brow furrowed as he nips along your jaw. “You can’t tease me today. Okay?” It’s a plea, and it makes him purr soft laughter.

“After you teased me all week long? Making me think about you, making me wait for you — for this. Doesn’t sound very fair,” Eddie just barely whispers against your skin.

“That’s different, Eds,” you close your eyes as he sucks marks into the spot just below your ear. “That was to help you focus.”

“Oh, believe me, I wasn’t focusing. I passed — barely. Doesn’t mean you weren’t still a distraction.”

He starts walking backwards, still holding your shirt and tugging you along with it.

“But don’t worry,” at his bedroom, Eddie turns you to the bed and carefully lays you back, taking in the view before meeting your eye again.

“I don’t think I have the patience to tease you today, sweetheart.”

You sigh and lay your head back as Eddie lifts your shirt up to your chest, starts pressing soft kisses to your skin trailing downward till he hits the band of your pants, not hesitating to shimmy them down your legs with your underwear — you lift your hips and legs in aid, squirming into the sheets until your lower half is fully exposed.

Eddie looks high on the sight of it, jaw slack and eyes hooded as he lowers to his knees on the floor in front of your thighs — just shyly split open to reveal your mound, wet and clenching around nothing. He slides hands up your plush thighs and gently eases them open further,

“Just relax, there you go — I got you now,” his breath puffs against your wetness and you squirm a little, Eddie shushes gentle in response and strokes your thighs.

“Fuck… looks like you’ve been distracted too, sweetheart.”

You cant help but tense and writhe under his touch, under his heated gaze, aching between your legs and then throbbing as Eddie slides a finger into you.

“Just pulling me in, like a good girl,” he pants, kissing the crease between crotch and thigh, another finger sliding in before he begins pumping them gently, curling them up and dragging the tips against the wall.

“Eddiiee~,” you mewl pathetically.

“I’m not teasin’, not teasin’,” he promises, “Just missed this pretty little pussy…”

You were both already intoxicated on each other, missing the touch so badly even for just a week that every pressing of skin to skin made you shiver and coo, made you ache and made Eddie ache for you.

Eddie mouths around the sensitive skin at that crease, runs a finger over it and sucks in a breath when it makes your cunt throb around his digits and elicits a whimper from you.

“Now you’re teasing,” you hiss, arching your back.

Eddie chuckles, deep and erotic and nibbles skin.

“Sorry, baby…”

Keeping his fingers inside he moves up onto the bed, covering you with his form as he kisses you again, deep and hungry and needy, working your cunt gently as you whine into his mouth.

With his free hand he fumbles with the front of his pants and belt, trembling slightly as he tries to undo everything quickly and keep fingering you at the same time.

Luckily you come to the rescue, helping him out and unbuckling the belt, then undoing the button and zip. He tries to stop you there but you’re driven and determined to free his cock, the shape of it hard against the crotch of his jeans.

“Whoaahh easy, hey hey hey,” his voice is gentle yet rough with desire, trying to ease your hand away but his attempts are halfhearted at best, looking down and watching your fingers flutter about, watching them hook the band of his exposed boxers and tug them down — cock springing free, fattened and pink and leaking.

“That what you want? Mm?” His eyes practically shine as he keeps watching, slowly fingering your slick-noisy cunt as you grasp his cock and tug, stroking slowly as he emits a pitched moan.

“You want my cock, pretty girl? That it?” Eddie rocks his hips, humps into your hand, and takes in a slow, sharp breath.

“It’s okay. I’ll give you what you want, don’t worry — I got you.”

Your eyes are slipped closed as your head swims with ecstasy, pressed back into the sheets as Eddie adjusts himself over you, reluctantly taking your hand from his cock so he can wrap his own around it, the one he’d been using to finger you — the loss of sensation nearly makes you cry, but Eddie is quick to ease you, moving between your legs and pulling them over his thighs.

“Pretty girl… so fucking pretty, all laid out for me… been thinking ‘bout this cock all week long, yeah?”

“All week, Eds, all fucking week~”

“Goood girl… I been thinking about you too, thinking about this pussy,” he prods his thick cock at your entrance, eyelids fluttering as he sighs, floating on the needy moan you breathe as you lift your hips.

“Thinkin’ about fucking you, thinkin’ about the sounds you make, those cute little whines, fuck,” he sinks further into you and he actively has to calm himself, cock giving a firm, threatening throb as your cunt pulses around him, greedily pulls him in.

You whine in need, fists twisting into the hem of his shirt at either side, head thrown back as you squirm beneath Eddie and beg for satisfaction, for him to fill that aching void.

He obliges you happily, biting his bottom lip as he now holds your hips in a firm grip — thumbs almost painfully digging into the bone of your hips, holding you still as he bottoms out and plants his cock deep inside you, freezing once he’s fully seating and trying to calm his heavy breathing — your bodies trembling together.

He crashes down over you and dominates your lips with kisses and bites, your moans and whines muffled by his mouth as you do quick, stuttering ruts with your hips.

Eddie attempts to find a rhythm, tries to fuck you to a beat in his head but he’s cursing in a broken voice and shakily rolling his hips into yours, languidly sliding in and out — the sounds of his penetration mixing nicely with your combined, desperate sounds; Eddie groaning and grunting into the shell of your ear while you whine and squeal every time he bumps that target at the end of the tunnel.

Your bodies are rigid the way they shift together, trying to hold back but still chasing that shared release, drunk on the way the other desperately clings and ruts and trembles — too eager to even fully undress what with Eddie’s jeans and boxers tucked beneath the rise of his ass, just enough room for him to pull out and take you; your bottom half bare but your shirt pushed up for Eddie to watch your breasts bounce in your lacy bra. So needy for each other you couldn’t make it all the way to bare skin.

As your noises grow more breathless, louder and with a deeper ache, Eddie starts to groan and curse under his breath, unable to form full solid words as he pants, hooking his hands under your knees to lift them a bit, your bottom rising slightly. He sits up a bit as well, scooting closer between your legs and giving you both a new angle — hips smacking into the backs of your thighs, rutting deeper and every thrust hitting that target over and over. Your back arches and your brow lifts, reduced to breathless squeaks as tears prick your eyes.

“Baby I ca— God, fuck — I can’t hold it, I can’t hold it anymore…” Eddie grunts, trying to thrust but only managing to rut into you, grinding himself into you as he buries his face in your neck.

You wrap arms around his shoulders, whining against his ear, “inside, Eds, inside inside inside, please please please~”

Eddie’s whole body goes taut and he trembles, stuttering a groan against your dewy skin, hips flush against you and twitching as you feel the heat spill deep inside your cunt from his throbbing cock, sending you over the cliff’s edge where you sink into an orgasm that envelopes you in warmth and waves and silk and Eddie.

The two of you gently rut throughout your orgasms, riding them out together, tangled and damp but satisfied and tingly with it after a long week without — until Eddie softens enough to carefully pull out, laying sweet kisses in a necklace over your collarbone in apology as you whine, sensitive and fucked-out. You feel his cum start to spill from you onto the sheets but you’re both too worn out to actually get up just yet.

Eddie drops into his side next to you and pulls you into him, where you nestle against his chest and gently kiss his throat.

“You gonna cut me off again, next time I got a big test?” Eddie rumbles drowsily.

You snort and shake your head, “never again. Too long. Next time, I’m thinking flash cards.”

He laughs and strokes knuckles up and down your arm.

“Aaaand every time I get one right?”

“No spoilers, Munson,” you state simply.

Eddie laughs again, nuzzled into your hair, and gives you a squeeze before kissing you into the sheets.

#eddie munson #eddie munson fanfic #eddie munson x y/n #eddie munson smut #eddie munson x you #eddie munson x reader #eddie munson fanfiction #eddie munson fluff #eddie munson x f!reader #eddie munson imagine #eddie munson fic #mine

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that-foul-legacy-lover · 1 year

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Random silly idea that came up in my random silly head again(i cant believe i just typed that)

A reader that used to work for the Tsaritsa and was practically like a harbinger despite having no connections to the harbingers aside from maybe a couple interactions with the top 3. The Tsaritsa used them as a spy and an informational collector, and they are also pretty strong(as imaginable from someone who steals important information from dangerous sites 24/7)

However, after getting more and more information about such disturbing things, they of course start disliking and soon, hating such a job. However, if they are to ever leave or quit, they would be killed as they hold too much important information and cannot be trusted to wonder around with such knowledge. So they escaped from the fatui and are actively hiding from agents so that they don’t get killed.

Childe had known about them when they worked under Tsaritsa but just like any harbinger under the rank of top 3 he didn’t knew much about them. After being stuck as FL, he is also actively on the run from the fatui, but unlike the reader he would probably just get captured and sent to some sort of cage while reader wouldn’t face any less than a death penalty. When FL and Reader meet, needless to say they understand each other’s situations more than well. So they hide together and try to get out of the mess which they are both tangled in.

I thought of pretty angsty stuff with this scenario, but i guess where it leads us to goes to you :)

- 👻anon

ohhh dear anon can i just say, i LOVE your random silly head so much :D

you swore you'd never get close to anyone- not while you're in this position, anyway, hiding and running from the Fatui. it's not a life you'd wish on anyone, constantly having to move and watch your back, never trusting anyone since they could be a spy in disguise just waiting to drag you back to the Tsaritsa for your looming execution. it'd be a cause for celebration, you're sure, the death of a Snezhnayan traitor. so you keep your distance from everyone, interacting only when you need to and leaving at the first sign of trouble

until you meet Childe one day in the woods of Liyue

you didn't plan to take him with you, only patch up his injuries and see him on his way, because despite being a Fatuus you couldn't bear to see any creature in pain. it breaks your heart to hear the strange, horned beast whine and gasp when you bandage each wound, and afterwards he turns and collapses, head on your lap and crystalline eye looking at you pleadingly

he purrs when you hesitantly pet him, weak but steady, and you sigh and know that you're a pushover

even after you tried to leave him to his own devices, he just keeps following you, never even trying to disturb anything but eagerly fluttering his wings and chirping when you turn to look at him. once it was clear he wasn't just going to leave you reluctantly learned his name, the monster happily nudging your hand towards scratches on the ground that spelt "Childe". admittedly it is quite nice to have a companion after all these months alone, especially one who presses his cheek into your hand, purring and trilling whenever you give him attention. late at night Childe holds you, stroking your hair and letting out soft croons and whines as you struggle against the grasp of the nightmares that come whenever your eyes close, clawed hands gently wrapped around your own smaller fingers in comfort

one day, you find out he's Tartaglia, the Eleventh Harbinger, and oh, he hates the look of fear in your eyes, the pure terror you emit when you're normally so steeled and determined. he whimpers desperately, lowering his head to seem smaller and less intimidating, crying out when you instinctively back away because you're going to die, you've messed up and you can't escape oh Archons-

Childe's head softly presses underneath your chin, careful not to prod you with his horns, and your hands land in his thick ginger hair. he's sitting now as you stand, petting his fluff nervously, his claws clinging to your shirt as he coos. he won't betray you, he promises- he's being chased and hunted too, like an animal. you can be chased together so please, please stay?

he loves you too much to handle your absence

#genshin impact #childe #tartaglia #foul legacy #foul legacy childe #genshin tartagalia #genshin childe #genshin tartaglia #chit chat #👻 anon #OHHH I JUST THOUGHT OF AN IDEA #childe gets caught and you barter saying you'll turn yourself in if he gets out free and unharmed #even better if he doesn't know you bartered and one day gets let go #and he's so happy because now he can find you!!! and then he goes looking for you and realizes you're not there....#maybe searches for you just in time to find you right before you get executed.......#EHEHHEHEHEHH #short scenario #other's stuff

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elystwelve · 27 days

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Mystic Flour can we honestly e date? you’re so beautiful. You always make me laugh, you always make me smile. You literally make me want to become a better person… I really enjoy every moment we spend together. My time has no value unless its spent with you. I tell everyone of my irls how awesome you are. Thank you for being you. Whenever you need someone to be there for you, know that i’ll always be right there by your side. I love you so much. I don’t think you ever realize how amazing you are sometimes. Life isn’t as fun when you’re not around. You are truly stunning. I want you to be my soulmate. I love the way you smile, your eyes are absolutely gorgeous. If I had a star for everytime you crossed my mind i could make the entire galaxy. Your personality is as pretty as you are and thats saying something. I love you, please date me. I am not even calling it e dating anymore because I know we will meet soon enough heart OK I ADMIT IT I LOVE YOU OK i hecking love you and it breaks my heart when i see you play with someone else or anyone commenting in your profile i just want to be your girlfriend and put a heart in my profile linking to your profile and have a walltext of you commenting cute things i want to play video games talk in discord all night and watch a movie together but you just seem so uninsterested in me it hecking kills me and i cant take it anymore i want to remove you but i care too much about you so please i’m begging you to eaither love me back or remove me and never contact me again it hurts so much to say this because i need you by my side but if you dont love me then i want you to leave because seeing your icon in my friendlist would kill me everyday of my pathetic life.

I have seen numerous people use this filter and I can confidently say that your rendition of the use of this filter is by far the best I’ve ever seen. You’re absolutely hilarious, very quirky, whacky, and unique. And you know you are all of those things. I just love how raw, unscripted, and genuine your reactions are whilst using this filter. No other person has ever posted something like this. It’s so refreshing to see someone as different yet original as you. As cliché as it may sound, you aren��t like the other girls. You were built different. And I applause you for that.

Date Mystic Flour

Kiss Mystic Flour

Propose to Mystic Flour

Marry Mystic Flour

Have a lifetime lasting relationship with Mystic Flour

Go on many picnics with Mystic Flour

Play games with Mystic Flour

Travel the world with Mystic Flour

Listen to the stories and laughs of Mystic Flour

Fall asleep each night and wake up each morning while looking at Mystic Flour

Have children with Mystic Flour

Build a house with Mystic Flour

Watch our children grow up while we are expecting our fourth with Mystic Flour

Watch the stars twinkle in the night, as we rest, shoulder to shoulder, with our children sleeping next to us with Mystic Flour

Watch our children grow into warm, self sufficient, caring and capable adults, with Mystic Flour

Retire to a farm next to the woods with Mystic Flour

Have our children and grandchildren come to celebrate holidays together with Mystic Flour

Take long hikes into the woods while holding hands, remembering all the amazing events we had in our life with Mystic Flour

Pass away while at home, surrounded by family, holding hands with Mystic Flour

As the void takes me, take the sight of a smile, covered with a stream of never ending tears, and feeling the warm embrace and kiss of Mystic Flour

...

All this mf did was sleep in a cocoon and she's already SERVING CUUUUUUNT 💅✨️

#so this is where my life has turned to #huh.#younger me would be so disappointed...#WOMEN USED TO GO TO WAR!!!!!!!#they still kinda do tho #teehee #cookie run #cookie run kingdom #crk #beast cookies #beast yeast #mystic flour cookie #mystic flour crk #my beloved ❤️🌾#🌾🌾🌾#😍😍😍

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ninas-tearsofrain · 6 months

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Hi dear it's Santa here!

no worries I got you! the FogNog (recipe by olivianoceda on Instagram):

1/3 fresh Vanilla bean (I think you can get away with vanilla paste/extract, or simply leave it out) earl grey tea bag, add water and let it steep for about 5 minutes eggnog, little plop of maple syrup, little shake of cinnamon, a little nutmeg froth it up and enjoy!!

it's so cool that you want to learn guitar, I can play a bit but not very good, it's on my Christmas todo list to pick it up and practice! Go for it, I'm rooting for you!! 🙌

Speaking of new year resolution, are you a person that list out resolution each year? Do you follow through?

a couple more questions for today:

What is one super power you wish you have?

What is your love language?

Of all of the boys, who would you want to go to the Christmas market with?

What are some of your favourite childhood memories?

I think I have your gift coming together, can't wait to spend more time working on it once my break start!

Sending love and good vibes✨✨

Santa🎄

tysm for the recipe!!! I hope ill have the motivation to keep at it, cause i love guitar. I dont usually do new years resolutions, cause i never take them seriously enogh, but ive always wanted to learn guitar soo...

Id love to fly or teleport. I could visit the coolest places ever and i could just teleport myself anywhere i wanted to, without entry fees (like concerts hahaha)

Most likely spending quality time or acts of service and i dont know if it counts as a love language, but being super loyal, like getting into (non physical) fights for my friends and defending them with my whole heart

Thats such a hard question aaaaa!!!! With sam it would be such a fun time, he'd make jokes all the time and you'd be constantly laughing. Danny would probably hold your hand the entire time and give you his hat or scarf if youre cold. Josh would probably be so excited to be there and buy stuff from almost every stand, like pretty little knick knacks and such. But i feel like with jake it would be such an intimate, nice time. You'd have some deep conversations while walking in the snow and it would be over all a cozy time. Well this is turned out longer than i intended, but to get to my answer, probably danny or jake cause i could just picture it perfectly

When i was little and i celebrated my 6th or 7th birthday with all of my family at my grandmothers house. Or the one time i got my little cousin to jump into a small pond as a dare hahahaha

I also cant wait, till my break starts, cause i havent had that time much time, to work on my gift for my secret santa.

Sending love and good vibes back💫💕

#secret santa

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mxfitmatrix · 6 months

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I think a good chunk of the big heavy thing im feeling right now is left over grief from cutting my mom out of my life.

She was easily the 2nd most important person to me other than my brother for most of my life. She taught me to survive and to be ok with being silly as an adult. She created the holiday magic with me and stayed up late when I couldnt sleep because she couldnt sleep.

The older I get, the more my body becomes like hers. I have a lot of her health conditions now, and I look and sound a lot like her some days.

Then my heart shatters because I hear from my brother and his gf that shes supposidly forgotten why i left. Why i cant come back. She fell into some very narcissistic patterns and she had us so well trained to feed into them, to the point that I still feel guilty from time to time for holding my ground. But everytime I think, you know what its been a few months, maybe i can reach back out and we can talk and maybe i can express my conditions for coming back and we can work together to repair things. Then she lies and manipulates and it breaks my heart again.

This year I have to go through the holidays without the magic her traditions bring. They were dying for a while, but it still brings some whiplash when I have the urge to ask her when we are making krispelli or if she wants to do a yule celebration.

She just proved this week, and mind you its only wednesday as i type this (this shit started sunday night), that she has not grown at all, and if anything is getting worse as my brother begins to disconnect from her since her scapegoat is gone. Shes forgotten that her husband wanted to have me arrested if I stepped foot on property again, and that its because of their actions that i cant come over. Its not my choice, its respecting a boundary at best and being incredibly cautious over a man who cannot be anything less than the best in the room at all times always at worst. I cant fix them, and its not my job to. But im still sad. I dont have much hope that things will change.

Funny thing is, this is perpetuating family cycles too. It should be obvious to her whats happening. She did the same thing to her mom over 10 years ago! She cut my gma out of our lives because she didnt care about her kids.

And honestly I hope that she does know whats going on at some level. I hope she does know that shes wrong but isnt ready to fix it yet. The alternative is so much more painful and I'm not sure that I can reconsile that with my inner child in a way that will not fundamentally break me.

How do you handle it when your greatest hero becomes the ultimate villain after all?

All that to say, I'm feelin big sad, but I know its whats best for me right now. I am trying to look forward to new traditionsand hopefully breaking the bad luck surrounding me trying to help plan events.

Fucking love planning events. Would love it if people showed up to them sometime. (To be very clear and fair: 95% of cancellations are emergencies, unavoidable circumsyances like illness, and weird things that need to be taken care of. I refuse to blame my friends because they all try to show up in other ways and its a huge improvement over what used to be and i love them so deeply for it.)

So here's to ending generational trauma, the strange grief that comes from going low/no contact, and to any traditions that bring you joy in these cold dark months.

#jo babbles #aka time to process some big feelings before i have a meltdown

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winderlylandchime · 7 months

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1/3 And we are officially at the last episode of S4! I actually cant believe this ngl. Just so you know: our parents told him to leave them alone with the fake gays because they were out on a date and our uncle is now invested into the i love you scene that is supposed to happen but ‘just please don’t tell your mom, i promised her I wouldn’t feed into this shit’ so basically one thing is for sure: we are all equally scared of our mom when it comes to the show but only my brother has zero fucks about it. ‘Okay, i am ready! So this is what I need to happen: Blondie goes to Canada or whatever to surprise them, Brian tells him he loves him after he finishes the ride. And..that’s kinda all I care about’ ‘oh god, did they actually make them ride across Canada?! Id quit. GO BRIAN! I now have a weird urge to put on a silly outfit and some pride flags and ride a bike. GO BRI BRI!’ And we are at the border scene ‘wow a cop being a homophobe? Never seen that before. AW BRIAN IS BEING ALL CUTE AND SUPPORTIVE! I fucking love him’ ‘ugh HES STILL IN LA?! I THOUGHT WE WERE ON OUR WAY BACK BLONDIE! Blondie please go home because this is killing me. I need Brian and Justin back together pleaseeeee, this is ruining my mood. HE HAS A MOVIE IN THE MAKING!! Now go back to your man! NO YOU FUCKING ASS DONT CANCEL HIS FLIGHT WHAT THE FUCK IS THIS FUCKING SHIT! BLONDIE NO! HE CAN CELEBRATE WITH HIS MAN!’ And we are at the barn scene. ‘Aw Teddy, you’ll be okay without the meeting. You have Emy!’ Brian just brought the cake ‘AWWW BRIAN GOT THEM A CAKE! AWWW TO THE NOVOTNEY BRUCKNERS! AND A….band. HE DOES CARE! HE FUCKING CARES SO MUCH! This is growth baby! I am so close to him confessing his love! AND HES DANCING! YEAAAAH BABY I AM FINALLY WINNING THIS EPISODE FOR SURE!’ ‘Emmett is taking Ted to an AA meeting! AW! This finale is all about friends and love and growth! I fucking love this! Now bring me blondie back!’ And the scene where Brian falls is about to happen ‘look at Bri Bri..(repeats after Mikey) you are dude? What the fuck is up with Mike? Brian.. OH MY GOD BRIAN! IS HE OKAY?! HE BROKE WHAT?! This wouldnt happen with Blondie! So cancer AND a broken bone?!’ ‘Oh fuck she went into labor? Well fuck. I guess we will have two big events this episode. A baby and i love you’ (honestly his delusion is inspiring) ‘WHAT THE FUCK IS BRIAN DOING?! GET OFF THE FUCKING BIKE! Tell him Mike! Brian what kind of pissing contest are you in?!’ ‘WHY HASNT ANYONE TOLD JUSTIN?! JUSTIN GO HOME! I hate la. Blondie, go home your man is injured…again.. STAY?! NO. GO HOME BLONDIE. Wait what is happening?! NO NO NO NO SIX-EIGHT MONTHS?! BUT BRIAN! and who is this actor dude? FUCK THIS PLACE! Blondie go home, your man is injured!’ He is completely stressed out at the idea of Justin in LA. I am talking stressed out as if it’s happening to him. ‘Oh Ted and Emy are lost. Well shit, this would be us. He’s doing a meeting! This is why i love them as friends. I fucking love Emmett!’ ‘BRIAN IS NOT ACTUALLY RIDING THE FUCKING RIDE WITH ONE HAND. BABY COME ON! *he is sitting on the edge of the couch with his hands in his hair stressed out* Why is he doing this to himself? And to ME?! What is he trying to prove? Blondie would’ve collected his ass by now and had him in a car but nooooo he has to be in fucking LA. Fuck LA. Brian you are killing me and breaking my heart. And this fucking song doesnt help!’ And Brian starts hallucinating ‘wait..is he imagining himself.. judging him? What? BLONDIE *starts to kick his feet like a little kid* OH MY GOD HE IS IMAGINING JUSTIN CHEERING HIM ON?! OH MY FUCKING GOD YES! And Bri Bri, I am standing right there next to him! HE IS SO TOTALLY TELLING HIM HE LOVES HIM! Fucking LA ruined everything this episode. What is he trying to prove? Brian come on’

Okay please don’t tell your mom I exist because I’m legit scared of her too and I don’t want her to know about my role in encouraging this madness.

Your brother yelling at the screen during this episode is everything.

Emmett making an AA meeting for Ted always makes me cry. He really is the purest kindest soul on this show.

LA ruined everything in THIS episode? Oh god, he will not survive S5.

Also Brian with the bike helmet… it’s like hair and makeup wanted Brian to still have a hairstyle under the helmet and stuck those pieces of hair out and it totally bothers me. It’s a small pet peeve.

#ask winderlylandchime #dear sweet anon #queer as folk #a straight man watches qaf us 2000 in the year of our lord 2023

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feysandfeels · 1 year

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thank u! The situation is this, roughly. I'm in my mid 20s and I live in city A, where I'm very comfortable. I have all my friends here, old firndships of 10+ years and new ones. Since I'm not close to my family, they're extremely important to me. In the past two years I've maybe spent 15 days without meeting anyone, being able to socialise and lean on my friends is super important to me. I love my city, I'm comfortable here and I know I wanna spend my life here. However, I cant get my masters degree here, I'd have to do an expensive online degree and I've really been considering moving somewhere else for my masters for a while now, to use that opportunity and get to know a new place before returning here for good. I dont really wanna do an online degree, spending 6 hours a day in my room with no way to socialise and meet new friends. Ive been dating someone since november 22, we just broke up a couple days ago. I think ive sent u asks about him before lol. He lives in city B, 600 km away from me and ultimately the distance was the break up reason, although admittedly there have been other struggles as well. He said if I were to move there, he'd love to date me again for real this time. City B is far away, but it would actually offer me a good (and free) degree, its a vibrant metropolis and I could honestly do worse. The thing is, I'm scared of moving there only to end up depressed and homesick and on top of that back in a rocky relationship. I love and miss him a lot but there is no guarantee this would work out, even without the distance.

Got any advice? Both options have their pros and cons I guess

Hello My Love,

I'm sorry for the late reply but it was my grandma's birthday and a woman is nothing if not extra and we literally had celebrations for her the whole week. But she deserves it. Fabulous lady, truly.

Anywho, I have been thinking about this a lot and I - do you have a cunty friend? Can I be your cunty friend? Like I will give you hugs and bake you cookies, but can I be the cunty friend?

Because here is what I think: do not include that man or your relationship with him in your decision making process. Even though, I think distance is a valid reason when talking about North America -and America in general as traveling within the continent is not as cheap or easy as it is in other places... I am looking at you "long distance relationships within England"- the fact that you were also having other issues makes me believe that maybe maybe this is not where you should be putting your energy. If you give him a deciding factor weight type of thing then there might be chance you end up in a program that is good but not "the one", in a relationship that shows you that the problems that were not distance related are still there and well with a cup half empty. Personally, and feel free to disagree and be more of a romantic here... but personally I feel that if you guys have only been together a couple of months he should not hold such privilege weight in your life as to be a deciding factor to where you do your MA, that is something that comes with time and dedication.

Even if you do think it is worth a shot please please have a good think about whether it comes from a sense of comfort and of "hey at least I would have someone there" or the comfort of having previously been together. If this dude was not in an emotional position to put the effort to be in a long distance relationship with you then I think you deserve someone who will put that effort and even encourage you to fully look at all the available brilliant MA options you have. There's nothing wrong with him not wanting to do that and peace be with him and all that, but you deserve someone who will be there even when an ocean stands between you two.

Choose your MA because it feels your heart with joy to study whatever it is on, because you love the classes, because the campus seems nice and they have cool clubs and a nice community, because there are cute cafes and the nice restaurants, because the bookstores are amazing, because the scenery is inspiring, because you want to learn... and then jump.

Now for the MA experience and the fear of leaving home. I will not lie to you babygirl, it is daunting and settling in will take a while. This being said it will be an adventure! A great one at that. I feel these experiences allow you to truly get to know you for who you are when your familiar context is stripped away, you learn to spend time with you, to date you, to enjoy your own company; simultaneously it forces you to grow past the beautiful fence that limits your comfort space, to face the horizon and see all that land with boundless opportunity for you to build something from it and cherish it.

I know there's a fear of what if I don't meet new friends? what if my teachers suck? what if there is no cute cafes? what if I feel alone? But during those years you learn to communicate with your loneliness and find company within it; you learn that a smile is universal and most likely people will also be looking to make friendly connections; you learn things that you like about yourself that can help you grow into a new version; your teachers will most likely be lovely; you learn to love and be with people at a distance (you have an online community that literally travels with you, and your friends from home will adapt to you being away and you will not feel alone). Don't let fear of the unknown stop you, because even within the borders of your hometown the unknown will find you.

There's something my MA teacher used to say to me that I have loved ever since: be brave and head into the unknown, you never know which constellations you will find in a new sky.

Hope it helped..

sending you lots of love and light.

Ps: if you end up choosing the MA in the city he is in, make sure you are choosing it because of the program and the city... make sure you would choose it even if that dude did not live there.

Ahora sí, besos mi reina (gn)

#FeysandfeelsAsks

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