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queenpiranhadon · 4 months
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POV:
Your co-writer takes too long to write her chapters so you drag her to your house and force her to write it.
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labaguetteisdabest · 4 months
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@queenpiranhadon and i are making this bulletin board for our story, star crossed haters, and we're also making stuff to put on it. i've been put to the task of making a calendar with birthdays, the sch anniversary, and posting updates (already made it). i also have to make bio cards for each of the important characters. and it's so tedious and boring i'm losing my mind.
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ot3 · 10 days
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to get the most of out ot3s you have to consider that they consist of smaller 2 person subdynamics where the third person is always in a weird and fucked up position of being a permanent voyeur to an interpersonal dynamic they are privy to but never a fully participant in. that whatever u have with them its not the same as what they have with each other, in a way thats equally intimate and alienating. yeah a throuple is fun when its a couple and their third but in an ideal world per 1 threesome you should be getting three somewhat volatile couples with their own dedicated third. and i think yoohankim #gets that.
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heelhausen · 13 days
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I do have a new au for CrashMax thats Crash in WWE and Max in AEW and they’re somewhere in between Romeo and Julieting it and constantly trying to kill each other with hammers on Twitter
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07043012 · 1 year
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When Anderson gone, Alucard not just wept for him but also forced himself to smile. And he smiled the most gentle smile
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It was tough for Alucard to let go and all of us could see every torment written all over his face, poured out underneath his eyes.
He even clung on the ash of Anderson like an insomniac keen on a broken dream:
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In my place people believe that if you let your tears fall on the dead body/coffin of a loved one, their souls will never truly be salvation because they're worry about you. Their souls will resist the higher power and stay by your side on the earthly realm to smother you. And so, they can't leave this world to reincarnate. So hold your tears and put on a gentle smile. Because of that the act of forcing a smile is even more heartbreaking to me...
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this is my joker
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yuliangs · 7 months
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everyone needs at least a few media opinions that would get them cancelled (by this i mean unpopular opinions not harmful ones) and honestly FUCK teamwin they are literally so boring to me they shouldn't have gotten a spinoff. that should have gone to sin and sorn instead. and while i'm at it between us was so boring the highlight of the show for me was win's brother and his gamer you've got mail romance with his league of legends buddy
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hoshigray · 4 months
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𝐏𝐥𝐞𝐚𝐬𝐞 𝐋𝐨𝐯𝐞 𝐌𝐞 [𝐍𝐎𝐓]!! | a JJK series
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𝐒𝐞𝐫𝐢𝐞𝐬 𝐒𝐲𝐧𝐨𝐩𝐬𝐢𝐬: “GO FUCK YOURSELF, SATORU GOJO!” “BETTER THAN FUCKING YOU!” It’s no secret to anyone on this Earth that you and Gojo cannot stand each other. Despite that, the world seems amused to put these two star-crossed lovers haters in the same space. Or worse, have them dwell deeper into their feelings for one another…
𝐖𝐚𝐫𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐬: Gojo x fem/afab! reader - explicit content; minors DNI - modern + college AU - frenemies to lovers + mutual pining - fluff + angst + misunderstandings - first kiss - virginity loss - Gojo and reader are at least age 20 - secret relationships; implied friends-with-benefits - sex in shared rooms; college dorms + hotel suite - college parties - use of party games (seven minutes in heaven) - confessions - mention of drug/alcohol abuse - humor bc Gojo and college, lol - Gojo is a cocky, tactless sweetheart, nothing new - cameos of other characters + explicit content will be listed in their respective fics (within the contents).
𝐀𝐮𝐭𝐡𝐨𝐫'𝐬 𝐍𝐨𝐭𝐞: when I say that I had this series planned out, I mean like mid-October last year planned out, lmaoo!! I'm honestly so psyched to do this series, as it's one of my favorite tropes + relatively short as I'll be busy irl, but we'll do what we can!! i was lowkey feeling this concept when i was re-watching Ranma 1/2 and figured it would work great with Gojo. So, here's to hoping i can properly execute my thoughts with this series, hehehe~
reblogs + comments are appreciated wholeheartedly ❤︎ gif header made by me + fic dividers used are provided by the wonderful @cafekitsune and @animatedglittergraphics-n-more!!
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𝑳𝒐𝒗𝒆 𝑰𝒔 𝒊𝒏 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝑨𝒊𝒓...
All the material below contains explicit 18+ content, so minors do not interact.
₊˚⊹♡ 𝐒𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐧 𝐇𝐞𝐥𝐥𝐢𝐬𝐡 𝐌𝐢𝐧𝐮𝐭𝐞𝐬 𝐨𝐟 𝐇𝐞𝐚𝐯𝐞𝐧 (Feb 1st)
The start of the spring semester is supposed to be fresh and new, not be cramped up in a closet with your frenemy at a party! And what's worse: you actually like the feeling of his lips on yours!?
₊˚⊹♡ 𝐇𝐚𝐭𝐞 𝐭𝐨 𝐋𝐢𝐤𝐞, 𝐋𝐨𝐯𝐞 𝐭𝐨 𝐇𝐨𝐥𝐝 (Feb 7th)
Is it possible to wish to be in the embrace of someone who makes you want to throw them off a cliff? You seem to think so, and the same goes for Gojo. But alas, good things always come to an end, even when not meant to be...
₊˚⊹♡ 𝐒𝐮𝐝𝐝𝐞𝐧𝐥𝐲, 𝐈 𝐇𝐚𝐝 𝐚 𝐕𝐚𝐥𝐞𝐧𝐭𝐢𝐧𝐞 (Feb 14th)
Going on a date with the guy who broke your heart is something you’d never thought would happen – especially on Valentine’s Day! But it’s just for him to be in your good graces again, nothing more…Yeah, go ahead and tell yourself that.
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virtual-minotaur · 2 years
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simon cry of fear and johnny house of leaves are exactly the same type of guy
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queenpiranhadon · 4 months
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A/N: UGHH IM SO SORRY I'VE BEEN SO CAUGHT UP WITH EXAMS I COMPLETELY FORGOT TO POSTTT. Anyways here's chapter nine :D. This chapter is written by the lovely Nyota (@labaguetteisdabest). You can find the masterlist here
Warning(s): Apex gets panic attacks (kinda), mentions of death
Pairing(s): Kaepex
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Three Days Later... 
I snack on an apple I discovered I had, at some point, packed in my bag, and flip the pages of one of my favorite books. 
But the excitement flowing through my veins keeps me from focusing all the way. 
Clip clop. 
Clip clop. 
Clip clop. 
The rhythmic clopping of the horses’ hooves had become reassuring by now. It tells me that we’re on track and that everything is fine. 
Totally fine. 
But there’s still something nagging at me. It feels... weird that there’s no other carriages traveling this route. This one isn’t the most popular, but it’s commonly used. 
So, then, why is there no one here? 
The carriage begins slowing down. I peek out the window, delighted to see the lush gardens and pristine pathways that surround the palace I call home. 
Burgunjax Palace. 
The carriage stops moving, and I hear Avior jump down to open the door for me. I grab my bag, sling it over my shoulder, and adjust the red vest I’m wearing. 
Once the blond knight opens the door, I hop down, my black boots thumping against the cobblestone. 
I look ahead and I feel a smile spread across my face. 
Home, I think. Finally. 
The palace looks just like when I left. The same white bricks, the same colorful mosaic window on the largest tower that shows the Pyracent crest (a golden crown with a flame in the center; simple, I know), the same red-roofed towers... 
But it’s eerily quiet. 
Too quiet for a wild 11-year-old boy who’s probably overly excited to receive his Reya. 
What shocks me the most is that the drawbridge is open. … My parents would never leave it open. 
Something’s not right. 
Avior says something I don’t hear and walks off. I begin to walk towards the palace. 
Something rustles in the bushes behind me. I whip my head towards the noise, but there isn’t anything there. 
I step in the palace warily. 
“Hello?” I call, uncertainty lacing my voice. 
My footsteps echo through the halls as I make my way to the throne room. 
No one. 
The kitchen? 
No one. 
The maids’ quarters? 
No one. 
The stables? 
No one. 
I rush up the stairs, worry flooding my veins, my heart racing. 
“Is anyone up here?” I try to disguise the shakiness of my voice, but it doesn’t work too well. My voice is still noticeably shaky. 
Covyn’s room? 
No one. 
It's messy, as if someone trashed it and bolted away so they weren’t caught in the act. 
And while the Covyn I knew was young, I feel like he would never mess up his room this badly. 
Daxton’s room? 
It's a long shot, but maybe he came back for a visit while I was gone? 
No one. 
My parents’ room? 
No one. 
“Where is everyone?” I ask aloud. My eyes begin to water. 
It feels like I’ve been abandoned. 
They all knew I was returning soon. 
The letters I exchanged with my parents and Covyn said that he was counting down the days. 
So why is no one here? 
Is this a cruel joke? 
I hate feeling like I've been abandoned, thanks to my older brother, Dax. 
I rub at my eyes gently, careful not to irritate my burn. 
But the emotions overwhelm me, take control of me, and I fall to my knees, trying my best not to cry. 
A sudden crash comes from outside. 
I jump, startled, and leap to check out the window. 
I clap my hands over my mouth in horror. 
A reddish-brown wild animal – but not an animal, somehow? - had jumped at the carriage. It tears the wood apart, splintering each piece and throwing them around. Then it stops, suddenly. It sniffs the air and turns in the direction of the palace, so I can finally see what animal it is. 
It's a bear – but at the same time, it isn’t. It has the body of an espyn, but bear attributes are all over its body. Reddish-brown fur, sharp claws and teeth, fuzzy ears. ...  
Its eyes. 
Its eyes are teal. 
The same shade as my father’s. 
The same shade as Daxton’s. 
And when I look closer, it’s clear that the bear-espyn-thing is Dax. I don’t know how I can tell – the behavior of the creature that used to be my brother, maybe? 
The creature that used to be my brother. 
Those are the words that throw me over the edge. My body is racked with quiet sobs and hot tears stream down my face. 
Someone screams from outside, and I hear a loud snarl. 
I whip my head towards the sound. 
The bear-creature had attacked Avior. 
“No!” I shout, disregarding my own safety. 
I want to run down there, to save Avior, but I’m frozen in place. 
I watch the animal slash its sharp claws at my friend, deep red lines appearing in their stead. 
“No, no, no, no, no,” I mutter under my breath. 
My eyes continue to widen to levels I didn’t even know were possible as I watch the scene play out below me. 
Avior shrieks in pain when the bear-espyn-thing knocks him off his feet. 
The animal pins Avior down. 
And slices at his face. 
The tears only keep streaming from my eyes as I switch to thermodynamic vision and watch the heat gradually fade out of my friend. 
The bear-espyn-thing – whatever it is – clambers off into the gardens farther away from the palace, sensing that its job is done. 
I want to run down and... save Avior? I don’t know. 
But what I do know is that it’s not safe yet. And I don’t know if it ever will be. 
My stomach growls and I realize that I desperately need to find food. 
There's no way I’m surviving off a singular apple. 
I've scoured the entire palace – and for the record, this place is huge. And I haven’t found a single scrap. 
So, either my family escaped and took everything, or my newly-turned-bear-brother ate everything before I arrived. 
The latter seems more likely, considering I have no idea how long Dax has been here. 
Panic begins to pulse through my body. 
I have no food, for one. 
Two, my brother is half bear. 
Three, I don’t know why he’s half bear. 
And four, I have no way of communicating with other survivors – namely Cari and, ugh, Kaeda. 
Even worse: Kaeda’s my best bet on surviving. She lives closest to Asraxvale and is probably having the same thoughts as me. 
Now, I hate Little Miss Flawless with my whole soul, but if she’s my only way of survival, I must accept my fate, right? 
Or she’s already been attacked by some other wild animal and is unfortunately (read: fortunately) bleeding to her death. 
I don’t know which I prefer. 
But my preference on whether Kaeda survives or not shouldn’t be my greatest concern right now. 
I should be worrying about my survival. 
As I walk back to the immaculate staircase, I hear a low growl come from far behind me. 
I freeze, then slowly turn my head. 
The Daxton-bear-espyn-thing is in the entryway. 
Crap, I think. 
Crap, crap, crap, crap, crap. 
I need to run. 
I sprint up the stairs, two or three steps at a time, and run into the first room I see. 
It’s Covyn’s room. 
Where can I hide here? I think. Panic clouds my mind and I can barely think straight (not that I could in the first place). 
I scan the room frantically, then realize: 
The closet. 
I dash across the room, dodging the disarray on the floor. Hopping into the dark closet, I gently shut the door behind me. 
Then it hits me. 
Oh, how cliche. 
I quiet my breathing so that, if my brother comes in here, I don’t get caught. 
One minute passes. 
Then two. 
Then three. 
Heavy footsteps come from the hallway, and I bite my lip so I don’t shriek. 
Just don’t die, Adrienne. 
Just don’t die. 
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labaguetteisdabest · 6 months
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Greetings mutual of mine, tis I, completing my duties as a mutual to randomly send you questions :D (I haven’t done these in a while oh well lmaooo)
SCH CHARACTERS AND THEIR HOGWARTS HOUSES??
HI HI ALRIGHT OKAY
apex: hmm. slytherin purely because she manages to convince that she's this cold and mean girl and that takes being cunning, does it not? (reminds me of someone-)
kaeda: gryffindor but like on the more reckless side :)
covyn (apex's lil bro - we haven't mentioned him yet for all y'all on here lol): hufflepuff. i will not take any criticism.
cari (haven't mentioned her either lol): gryffinpuff. she's very sweet but also brave and yeah.
i think that's everyone...? tell me if i missed someone :)
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neo--queen--serenity · 7 months
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star-crossed haters 💫
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dacreshoney · 3 months
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AUSTIN BUTLER X FEMALE READER
just a little bit obsessed with this man…. so I needed to make a fic, been sooo long but wanting to get back into it and seeing all these fanfics at the moment just got me in such a frenzy😂
Really hope you enjoy this:)
austinbutlersFansforever
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did everyone see the chemistry y/n and Austin butler had at the Dune conference this weekend, I ship this 😻
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y/nfan4 how good do they look together!!! I stan them
butlerfans4life haven’t her and dacre split, it after they filmed elvis together??
y/nupdates yeah she confirmed they had both split but on good terms, you can totally see the chemistry between these two though 😻
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E!news release new BTS vanity fair photos of Y/n and Austin butler, more rumours are flying about about the co stars! Do we think this is the look of love? I certainly do 😻
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butlernews just look at them both, I can’t
y/nfans22 she just looks so happy, she really deserves someone who will cherish her, dacre certainly hasn’t, rumours he cheated on her🧐
Y/nfanXxfreya don’t y/n confirm that her and dacre are on good terms though?
ausfan12 just look at aus’s smile,looks like she really brings that cheeky grin out he’s been missing x
hater24 she really does live on quick doesn’t she???? 🙄
y/nshipper these haters^😂 BUT DID ANYONE NOTICE Y/N HAS LIKED THIS POST
aus22 OMGGG
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Austin got a little peckish during todays shoot
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Ynfans234 SHITTTT this is hot
Aussy224 OBSESSED WITH YOUT BOTH I CANT
Austinbutler you just smell and taste so good x
Zendaya replied: austin man😂
Austibutler replied: too much?…🤔
austinbutlernews HOLY FUCK^ Austin with the kinky comments 😩
y/nlife25 I think I’m going to pass out…
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It’s official, the couple we’ve all been waiting for y/n and Austin butler have confirmed they are an item and tonight’s golden globes, with Austin picking up his award he dedicated his speech to the wonderful y/n. His direct words were:
“ there are so many people i wanna thank tonight, Lisa Marie, Priscilla, I love you and thank you so much for letting me portray the most important man in your lives,I also want to thank my family,my mom who I know is smiling down at me always but The most special to me, my love y/n, I am I love with you, your support throughout this entire journey is something I will try reciprocate the rest of our lives. Your dedication and love is what has got me through, our journeys were meant to cross and I couldn’t imagine doing this life without you by my side, I thank you from the bottom of my heart for the love you give me, so this is for you”
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Y/NFan23 FINALLY, anyone noticed dacre has liked this post? Jealousyyy
austinbutler my love 💞 @yourusername
yourusername replied: always x
Zendaya thank god the cats out the bag, love you guys
Ashleytisdale waiting for the wedding, in awe of you both 💍🩵
Austinbutler replied: I definitely won’t be keeping her waiting💍…
Austinfans4life was this a dig at dacre^ shots fired 😂
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teddypickerry · 2 years
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𝐇𝐀𝐑𝐑𝐘 𝐏𝐎𝐓𝐓𝐄𝐑 𝐁𝐎𝐘𝐒 𝐎𝐍 𝐇𝐀𝐋𝐋𝐎𝐖𝐄𝐄𝐍.
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pairings: harry potter x reader, ron weasley x reader, george weasley x reader, fred weasley x reader, cedric diggory x reader, draco malfoy x reader, blaise zabini x reader, théodore nott x reader, and lorenzo berkshire x reader.
warnings: suggestive dialogue! the reader can be gn but there are mentions of them wearing a dress!
a/n: i had to redo this twice bc it literally randomly deleted and then when i was trying to do the read more thing it deleted again. so funnnnn. :|. ALSO i received a bunch of requests today, those will be coming soon!
harry potter !
• never having a chance to go trick or treating as a kid with the dursley's, harry was more than delighted when halloween rolled around during hogwarts.
• although the depressings of his parents lingered he knew they would want him to have a good time so he never let it get to him. and if he did, you were always right by his side.
• so as a teenager, harry still remained roaming the streets of hogsmede with a pillowcase in his hands. dressed as han solo and luke skywalker with ron, begging for candy.
• you and hermione stood back and watched as if you were their parents, arms crossed as you shared giggles about silly costumes in your view.
• the rest of the month, however, harry remained in dark sweaters and jeans. the aura of the fall weather balanced perfectly with his look.
• candy corn lover <3
• the night of halloween you're both preparing for fred weasleys party
• ron had changed into "a cooler costume" so he wouldn't get bullied by malfoy and his gang for his star wars costume. but harry couldn't care less and stayed as a leader of the rebel alliance.
• you don't mind though... han solo's pretty sexy
• when you arrive at the party you spend half an hour discussing the costumes around you and the dance moves coming from ron.
• finally harry asks you to dance and of course it's awkward, but he tries
• when you arrive back at his dorm, he immediately digs into his halloween candy eating the chocolates and saving the sours for you
• even though he likes sour candy he knows you like it more
• by one o'clock you're lying in bed, eating the candy as his favroite muggle halloween films lull you both to sleep
ron weasley
• acts super tough... mortified.
• he literally cannot even watch a horror movie without screaming his head off
• he had this whole plan to invite you to his dorm to watch muggle horror movies and you'll scream and run to his arms but it's the COMPLETE opposite
• you would think for like saving the wizarding world a million times he would at least not be scared of a guy running around with a knife.
• "um so do you wanna-" *jumpscare* "BLOODY HELL JEZ- that wasn't even that bad."
• acts too cool for costumes and shit but you KNOW that man is a twelve year old deep down and goes trick or treating with harry
• he's definitely a jedi with harry when trick or treating BUT joel from risky business for fred's halloween party and you're lana of course.
• "um harry and i are off to do some... manly things." "are you guys going trick or treating?" "BYE Y/N."
• "we're having a horror movie date night!" *watches it's the great pumpkin, charlie brown* but you don't mind because you get to spend the night cuddling with ron
• he's a BIG cinnamon roll kinda guy especially the ones molly makes. so you decide to surprise him with your cooking skills and make him a homemade batch... with one spell of course. nonetheless he ate them all within the first five minutes of the movie.
• avid pumpkin spice hater 😐
• you're eating your pumpkin pasties and he's side eyeing the shit out of you
• "idk how you like punpkin. i am not letting those pumpkin-fied lips anywhere near me." oh this only results in you covering his face with pumpkin kisses. which of course, he doesn't mind despite his joking cries for you to stop.
• calming him down after fred and george prank him every day
• "ron, ron... it's okay. it's okay trust me. it's just a silly prank." you tell him as you wrap your arm around his shoulder. he sighs as he turns to you, "yeah, i wasn't scared anyways." LIES.
fred weasley
• he doesn't just love halloween, he breathes it
• fred pranks everyone he possibly can but he knows to not even try with you because well.. you'll kill him if he tries to get you
• MUGGLE HAUNTED HOUSES
• he doesn't just love people attempting to scare him, no, he LOVES scaring the scarers.
• he hides in the dark corners of the haunted houses and jumps out at people and laughs his ass off when they get scared
• once he made a little girl cry. he gave her a bunch of candy to make up for it.
• he's been pitching costume ideas to you since march
• "you'd make quite a hot frankenstein's bride if i do say so myself." ;)
• he ADORES passing out candy to the first and second years. he saw it in muggle films and just had to do it.
• he compliments all their costumes and always goes along with whatever they are
• "we'll you're a very pretty princess, if you need a dragon slayer i'm your guy! oh and you- well aren't you the scariest ghost i've ever seen in my entire life. sir nick has nothing on you, mate!"
• the night of halloween is his FAVORITE after the parties and the passing out the candy and the snacks and all, he's ready to have a good time.... if you know what i mean.
• his favorite muggle halloween movie is definitely halloween (1979). he's a big michael myers kinda guy.
• you and george team up to try and scare him several times throughout october but you always fail.
• "bloody hell, darling. you gave me quite the fright." *sarcasm* "at least you're pretty."
george weasley
• four words. rocky horror picture show.
• he makes you watch it every single halloween since you met
• his ideal halloween date is watching horror films and eating all the candy he smuggled from ginny
• "if you're scared, you know you can hold onto me..."
• comfy fall sweaters are his go to
• he likes passing out candy with you and his friends to see the kids costumes. he much rather prefers that then the rager fred throws later that nights
• he'll of course make an appearance, but he'd much rather get back to your dorm room to spend some alone time together
• george doesn't care as much about the spooky aspects as much as his brother but he's always down for a good prank on ron.
• they have an annual prank that consists of filling ron's bed with spiders and always results in the same reaction
• "BLOODY HELL!" "Aw, taking it like a man." "You're such a beast, Ronald." sarcasm.
• he takes you out for a little autumn day in the muggle world. you go buy pumpkins to paint at his parent's house, and get apple donuts with apple cider, and of course he can't stop staring at you while you ponder over the costumes at the halloween shop. he somehow landed in the sexy costumes "mistakenly" and of course, is willing to buy you all of them
• he settles on david bowie for himself which you're all for
• he spends most of his month, however, attempting to prank fred since apparently no one can. he needs your help and he's always telling you all about his ideas
draco malfoy
• too cool for halloween
• he appreciates the dark demeanor though
• when he was little he dressed up as a death eater for like every halloween for the first ten years of his life
• then you came into his life and he stopped thinking all that horrid stuff was cool. so he kind of avoided the holiday.
• it was so hard though, considering you're such a massive fan of it. and he's such a massive fan of you.
• "draco, can you dress up please?"
• it takes A LOT of convincing. but then you finally hit his soft spot. "i'll do anything you want."
• so now you're lathering black paint on his face to be a hot skeleton guy. of course he's wearing it with a black suit, and you're helping him slick back his hair. he looks so hot.
• he's only doing this for you, he keeps reminding you to hopefully make you feel bad and let him back out. but of course you're not.
• draco's only thought is what's going to happen after the party in his dorm room with you. he has no interest in his best mate theo's party, but you promised theo you'd both make an appearance.
• he's skipped the candy and treats this year and gone straight for the cigarettes. he couldn't harm his figure, he is a malfoy after all.
• he was used to galas his mother threw on halloween but watching you interact with your friends as you raved about one another's costumes was much more pleasurable
• green apple suckers. HIS WEAK SPOT. "maybe one..." turns into five
• "WHY are these children wanting their feet to get smelt?" "DRACO, THATS NOT HOW IT GOES."
• you make him watch muggle witch movies and he's critiquing them like he's getting graded on it "um, there is a SPELL FOR THAT?" "bloody fucking hell, that's not how you do that!"
cedric diggory
• pumpkin spice LOVER.
• pumpkin coffee, pumpkin cookies, pumpkin bread. all YES.
• he's taking you to muggle diners and you're getting everything pumpkin on the menu. while you sip your hot coffee and watch the leaves fall to the ground outside.
• brown pants all for october. with sweater vests or tshirts or crewnecks or anything really. he's wearing brown pants.
• cedric's in between dressing up as one of you're celebrity crushes or fictional character crushes. he can't decide who would make you blush the most.
• walks around the grounds to watch the sunrise and look at the crisp orange leaves
• when halloween finally arrives, he's up early in the morning to get the both of you - you guessed it! pumpkin coffee and donuts
• by the time he's back you're already playing halloween tunes while you get ready
• he's of course attending fred weasley's halloween bash which you both heard is going to be close to epic
• by five o'clock sharp he's complimenting first years on their halloween costumes as they're off to trick or treat in hogsmede. he would go chaperone only if it weren't for the party
• cedric finally decided on johnny castle from dirty dancing since he knows how much you love the film. and of course, how beautiful you'd look in baby pink
• he's dancing with you the moment you walk into the party. no matter the song he's dancing and laughing with you the entire evening. (probably from all the donuts he ate and coffee he drank)
• he attempts to do the lift from the film which ends... differently. but nonetheless you had the time of your life (no pun intended) which is all he wanted
• "no fair, you ate that last piece!" eating butter beer fudge from honey dukes on the walk home
• ending the night in his halloween jumper lying in his bed and engulfing your entire body weight in candy corn
theo nott
• the party thrower
• the one who's most likely to get arrested for intoxication and just stupid ass things on halloween night
• that guy, he never had a date for halloween. so that's why everyone was so shocked when you start dating right before the spooky month.
• he started out the holiday month by taking you to a muggle haunted house, holding onto you the entire time so he wouldn't accidentally punch the workers
• "MERLINS BEARD THAT WAS AWESOME" every two seconds throughout the haunted house
• he wastes no time carving pumpkins with you a few days later "accio pumpkins!" "accio kniv- nevermind, that could've been a blood bath."
• theo carves the most innocent unhappy face on a pumpkin while you're is genius and looks incredible which only results in him talking about it in astonishment for hours
• it's two weeks before the party and he's already sending owls to every person in the universe it seemed, for party supplies
• "how many kegs is too many kegs? TRICK QUESTION THERES NEVER TOO MANY." "theo, someone's gonna die at your party."
• his guest list isn't just random hot people like it normally is. so many people give you glares in the hallway. which only makes theo wrap a protective arm around you and shoot a glare in their direction
• it's the day of the party and he's already stressing so of course you calm him down and make him breakfast. (well cast a spell at least)
• which he only gets two bites in before his friends burst through the door exclaiming how brilliant the party's going to be
• green lights dimmed the dungeon to make it even spookier for the party. he really went all out with the scariest stuff possible, there was even waiters who were dressed like butlers from a 1950s horror film
• gomez and morticia addams as the guest hosts felt right so he was more than delighted to see you standing beside him in a black dress he couldn't stop staring at
• and so the rager began.
• it was even more wild than you had anticipated
• you lost track of theo every five minutes, not really getting a chance to see him until the final hours of the party. which resided in the mid morning. which of course he still wasn't tired
• but by the time you both made it back to your dorm (his was occupied with blaise and a girl from the party) and took off your makeup and changed into something more comfortable, you were practically passed out in one another's arms.
• "happy halloween, baby."
blaise zabini
• blaise zabini is a halloween lover in SECRET.
• the month of october he seems disinterested. he likes that he can wear his turtlenecks now.
• and that his black coffee matches the gloomy weather.
• he can't be scared, no matter how many times you try. he always knows it's coming probably because theo tells him
• "i have to practice every chance i get this month, it's quidditch season. im sorry, baby." when you ask him to go do halloween activities with you.
• on halloween morning you cuddle against him while he reads you halloween classics, because of course he owns them all. specifically he chooses frankenstein because it's his absolute favorite. his mother read it to him growing up.
• he runs his free hand through your hair as you lay against his chest and listen to the soft sounds of him reading to you.
• blaise's dark room matches the thunderstorm outside the window. it only gives into the goth aspects of the holiday
• your face of shock is all worth it when he pulls out his red and green striped sweater and clawed hand.
• "FREDDY KREUGER?"
• he looks so good in his costume just like he does anything.
• the moment you arrive at the party he's heading to theo for drinks, leaving you to talk to enzo about how shocked you are blaise actually dressed up
• chocolate covered strawberries are his shit. the only unhealthy food he's eating but he uses the excuse of the holiday.
• he also uses the excuse of the holiday to buy you a crimson colored promise ring, that cost more than your house.
lorenzo berkshire
• "do you wanna go to a pumpkin patch?"
• he's the flannel and hoodie uniformed kind of guy in october. and you're not complaining.
• you watched casper on october 1st to start the mood and he became obsessed. you've never seen someone find something so cute before... except maybe you and him.
• enzo gave you his quidditch jersey for when there's not games to wear since the months are getting chillier. and god, is he proud to see you in it.
• he even said you could be a quidditch player for your costume
• he and draco dressed up when they were kids all the time and he'd always send a photo of his costume to his mother, who never responded. so he kind of despised the memory of halloween.
• you spent most of halloween day kept to yourselves in his dorm. watching muggle halloween thrillers with his friends for a few hours before theo's big party.
• you and enzo stayed together in his room a little longer than the others though, still stuck in a discussion on who's the best horror killer (the correct answer is obviously michael & jason)
• enzo showed up to the party as ferris bueller and you as sloan (or cameron). which is one of his favorite muggle movies
• you already know enzo has the best halloween mixtape made for you. billy idol, bowie, talking heads, the smiths, the cure, radiohead, etc. you feel like you're stuck in one of those slasher films.
• he takes you to a pumpkin patch, and to the shops in hogsmede to get you all the halloween candies.
• enzo never had a good halloween until he met you and now he has an amazing one<33
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soulkeeper801 · 2 months
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Setbacks - Chou Tzuyu pt. 2/2
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Tzuyu x f!reader
Fluff, smut
Tzuyu is finally getting some
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(italics are for flashbacks in this one!)
Pt. 1
Part 2:
“Is something going on?” you asked in a low whisper, noticing how the lights on the living room were dim and there were a bunch of candles lit on the dinner table.
Tzuyu chuckled and gripped the hold she had on your hand. A shy smile slowly creeped into her beautiful face and you felt at ease at the reaction.
As the door closed and the noise from the outside didn’t bother you anymore, you noticed a low melody playing in the background.
“Did you do this?” you asked in awe, moved that she had put so much effort in the detail she prepared. 
“Well…” she trailed off, turning around to face you and sneaking her hands around your waist to pull you closer to her, “kind of…”
“These candles are going to set the mood just right,” Sana declared, her eyes sparkling with excitement.
But it only gained a frown from Jeongyeon, “you’re going to set the apartment on fire”.
With a pout on her lips, Sana retrieved the candles. “You’re a hater”.
“I think the candles will make it seem as if they were dining under the stars,” Mina replied with a glint of romance in her voice. 
“See?!” Sana shrieked, accusing.
“I think it would look cute,” Tzuyu agreed, a rose tint growing on her cheeks and approving the way Sana was placing the candles.
At the center of the room, the younger girls worked together to set the table, arranging elegant dinnerware that was perfectly chosen by Jihyo the day before. 
"This is definitely getting our Tzuyu laid," Chaeyoung whispered to Dahyun, a mischievous grin spreading across her face, gaining a nod of approval from the older girl.
“We need more candles over here,” Nayeon said, not moving an inch but signaling to an empty space.
Sana frowned, "But if we add more candles, it might be too much. We need to keep it subtle."
“Subtle?” Nayeon inquired, raising an eyebrow, “This is a romantic dinner, Mina. We need to go all out.”
Sana crossed her arms, "I still think it's too much. We should listen to Tzuyu”.
“I think the candles set are enough, unnie”.
With a big grin that got her an eye roll from the oldest girl, Sana nodded. 
You chuckled. “Yeah, maybe they do owe us for not letting us have some alone time,” shaking your head, you reached for Tzuyu’s lips that received yours with a soft hum.
“Do you like it?” she asked, dreamy eyes now closed due to the way a simple kiss of yours could sweep her off her feet.
“I love it,” you replied before going for her lips once again.
Your tongue poked out to lick her bottom lip as a subtle ask for a little more. Tzuyu let you in and a faint moan left her lips when your tongues made contact.
Her body told her to keep going, to drag you to the room, yet the plan was set for something else.
“As much as I want to keep kissing your lips…” she confessed in a low whisper that made you blush.
Thankfully the lights were dim.
“...Momo unnie and Chaeyoungie made pasta for us, are you in the mood for pasta?” she asked, her lips still caressing yours.
“Wow,” you replied, still hazy from the kiss, but still trying your best to recognize their effort, “they even cooked dinner?”
Tzuyu nodded, chuckling, remembering how it all went down that afternoon.
“Chaeng, pass the salt,” Momo called out, her voice tinged with urgency.
"Sure thing, Chef," she replied, handing her the salt with a playful wink. 
Momo chuckled, shaking her head. "I told you, you don't have to call me Chef. Just unnie is fine," she said, rolling her eyes with a slight chuckle on her lips.
Chaeyoung grinned, mischief twinkling in her eyes. "But Chef Momo has a nice ring to it, don't you think?" she teased, nudging Momo gently with her elbow. 
Tzuyu smiled at the playfulness of  her friends, grateful for the fact they were willing to go all the way out to make her happy.
“Now just a touch of cayenne,” Momo said while platting the pasta and reaching for Chaeyoung to pass the requested species.
“Here you go, Chef,” she said one more time, playfully.
As Momo was about to serve the sauce, she decided to have a little taste in case it needed more salt but as soon as the sauce touched her tongue she felt… sweet.
“What’s wrong?” Tzuyu asked when she noticed a little frown on Momo’s face.
“It tastes…” she began, doubtful since she was very confident in her cooking skills, “a little sweet”.
The three girls looked at each other confused, since the past was supposed to be spicy, not sweet.
“Chaeng,” Momo said, carefully, getting a hint of what could have happened, “what did you pass when I asked for cayenne?”
Chaeyoung took a quick look at the small container she had in her hands a couple of minutes ago and her eyes widened.
“I’m so sorry, unnie,” she said, her face filled with regret, “it’s cinnamon, not cayenne”.
Momo sighed deeply.
“I’m sorry, unnie, I should have focused more instead of playing around!”
Momo nodded and brought Chaeyoung into a hug, “it’s okay,” she said, resignation in her voice as she patted the younger girl’s back.
Taking a look at the clock, Momo disregarded the sauce and began from scratch. “Now focus, Chaeng,” she warned, “pass the cayenne…”
A big grin was plastered on your face that matched Tzuyu’s, her fingers were touching yours and the love on her eyes was evident. 
At the moment, you didn’t know how the universe had given you the chance to be with someone as amazing as her. Someone who would give it all for you.
“What’s on your mind?” she asked, noticing how you had gone silent after a couple of minutes of laughing.
“I love you,” you stated and the bold confession made Tzuyu blush.
Even if she had heard you say it many times, it always made her blush.
“And I’m so lucky to have you.”
Tzuyu didn’t wait a second longer to go for your lips and even if it took you by surprise, you returned the kiss with the same fervor. 
Her tongue massaged yours and soft hums coming out of her made you feel dizzier than the champagne you just had sipped. Her hands circled your neck to pull you closer.
“Maybe dinner can wait,” you suggested when your lips separated for a couple of seconds. Her part lidded eyes were filled with desire that manifested as an eager nod.
As soon as you arrived in her room, Tzuyu wasted no time in dragging you to her bed. Her back hit her sheets and you hopped on her lap without breaking the kiss. Your lips lowered to her neck as a long sigh left her lips while your hand caressed her nipple over her shirt.
“Please,” she moaned, closing her eyes at the overwhelming feeling of finally having your hands on her.
You retrieved a second to take her shirt off and your breath hitch on your throat.
“You’re so beautiful,” you said, still in awe of how long you two had waited for this moment. 
You left a kiss on her chest and made your way to her still clothed nipple slowly. She pushed up for you to finally unclasp her bra and after a slight nod from her, you took her now hardened nipple into your mouth, gaining a trembling moan from the girl under you, due to all the tension built from all the time she had waited for your touch.
Tzuyu’s hands wrapped your neck and brought you closer to her as you took the chance to pinch her other nipple with your free hand. After going back to her lips, you placed your knee between her legs and pressed against her to keep her wanting more. She moaned into your mouth and you rolled your hips against her.
“Y/N…” she begged in a shaky moan, “please…”
Her eyes were shut and you were sure there were no thoughts inside that pretty head, just lust and desire for you to make her feel good. She sneaked her hands inside of your shirt and as she scratched your skin with her nails, you decided it was time to let your own shirt and bra off.
Your lips went downwards once again, leaving wet kisses between her breasts and taking your painfully sweet time kissing her soft skin before playing with the hem of her jeans as you noticed her breath getting heavier.
“Do you want this?” you asked in a playful tone, your voice was deep due to the intense desire you had for her.
You wanted nothing else but her squirming and shaking under you and you were about to have it.
She nodded desperately, not being able to say coherent words.
As soon as you unbuttoned her jeans, you pulled the garment down and noticed the wet spot on your girlfriend’s underwear. The mere sight ignited a fire within yourself as an uncontrollable thirst washed over you and couldn’t help but drag your tongue over it.
Tzuyu’s hips thrusted against you and you could feel your own wetness making a mess in your pants.
“Y/N…” Tzuyu cried, grabbing your head to push you against her wet center.
“So hot,” you hummed, pushing the soaked garment to the side and finally getting a glimpse of heaven.
Tzuyu was soaking wet.
Her clit was swollen and you could see it pulsating due to the need.
You left a quick kiss over it, gaining a sharp moan from her as she kept pushing herself against you, trying to get more friction, trying so badly to chase the release that had been building for so long.
You dragged your tongue from her slit to her clit and when you got there, you took it into your mouth. Tzuyu’s hands were interlocked in your hair pulling you closer as you sucked on her clit while she let desperate moans leave her lips freely.
Tzuyu couldn’t take it anymore.
As you felt her twitching under your tongue, you finally took your middle finger and while taking a look at her, noticing how her eyes were still shut and her face retorting with pleasure, you put it in slowly. Tzuyu rolled her hips harder against you. Your lips were still wrapped on her clit as you added another finger and began thrusting against her. 
“Y/N…” she moaned, “Fuck…”
You felt her squeezing your fingers and took the chance to speed up your movements, getting even louder moans from her until she finally couldn’t hold it any longer.
A high pitched moan was heard in the room as her heavy breath adorned the moment.
Tzuyu was beautiful. Her hair sprawled against the pillow, framing her face. You kissed her lips and felt she was trembling.
“That was so good, love,” she whispered, leaving several kisses on your face. 
You smiled fondly, “I’m glad,” you replied, resting besides her. “I love making you feel good”.
Tzuyu smiled and let her hands wander around your body, positioning herself on the hem of your jeans, tugging at the button.
“Take these off and teach me how to make you feel good?”
You didn’t waste a second in obeying her command.
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cillianmesoftlyyy · 5 months
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Cut the Shit-Delusion, Sweetheart | Cillian Murphy x fem!reader
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summary: A young actress confesses her feelings to Cillian Murphy, this is how he responds.
warning: This is a much different story than I usually write but I think it's one that we all need in moments of pain and loneliness; to allow ourselves to feel sad and disappointment and hurt. We use people like Cillian to comfort ourselves and give ourselves reasons to be happy and sometimes we need moments to be sad. I was inspired by Fleabag (of course) and an AI edit I saw of Cillian where he turns someone down and its really sweet even though it breaks my heart lol. Age-diff, 1 noncon kiss, talk of infidelity.
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Don't interact if you're a Yvonne-hater, please and thanks <3
She hesitated before she knocked on the side-door of Cillian’s trailer. This desperate feeling overwhelmed her and she knew that she couldn’t sleep unless she went to him and confessed how she felt. She’d been plagued by dreams of them together, these beautiful, perfect dreams that poisoned her sleep like melatonin. She loved him and whether or not he felt the same way, she needed to tell him. She exhaled shakily as she dropped her arm back to her side. She was wearing her normal clothes, out of costume finally after a long day of shooting. She lost her sense of security behind the battlements of her gowns and numerous frilly things. She couldn’t hide her feelings behind her character anymore. 
The door opened and Cillian leaned against the doorframe in a casual greeting. 
“Don’t tell me we have a late night call time tonight, I’m fucking exhausted.” He smiled with his lopsided grin, his wide lips framing his teeth.
“No, but there is some business I need to attend to. May I come in?” She returned his smile and mirrored his posture. 
“Sure, come on.” He stepped aside and raised his arm in a welcoming gesture for her to pass through the door. She nodded in silent thanks and stood awkwardly in his trailer which was simple and quaint. Except for the unmade bed, the trailer was neat and orderly. 
“Oh fuck I’m sorry, were you asleep when I knocked?” She blushed and squeezed her palms together in an anxious gesture. 
“Nah, I was just reading the script for a movie my agent wants me to do next.” 
“Oh,” she nodded and turned her attention to the rack of costumes his character wore, “is it any good?” 
“It's definitely interesting but I don’t think it’s t’e right film for me.” He sighed and sat on the edge of his bed. Cillian was wearing a plain t-shirt and pajama pants, and seeing the innocent-intimate side of his life made her want so desperately to kiss him. She sat on the small couch he had in the trailer and tried to smile. 
“That’s too bad. Is it anything I’d like?” She joked and he nodded seriously. 
“Actually, yeh. I’ll send it over once I’m through. I’ve been re-reading it.” He moved his hands through the air as he spoke, so unlike his characters. She almost laughed and he smiled. 
“So, what can I do for you? You said you had some business to attend to. Sounds serious. Should I be worried?” He raised his eyebrow and crossed his legs, his hands cupped around the edge of the mattress. She tried to speak and immediately failed. Frustrated and embarrassed tears filled her eyes and she hid them by looking up at the ceiling. Cillian furrowed his brow, concerned. 
“What’s wrong?” He leaned forward on the bed and she shook her head, laughing lightly at herself. 
“I feel so incredibly stupid now for coming here.” She looked away and the bed squeaked softly as Cillian stood and joined her on the couch. She scooted over to give him some room and picked at the skin on her hands. 
“You can always come to me. Whatever it is.” He said softly and the air around them stilled with anticipation.
“Oh don’t say that, Cillian. You’re so kind…” she started to cry and tried to hide her face. 
“Fuck, I hate tears, please don’t cry! Did somet’ing happen?” He raised his hands helplessly, holding them over her without being sure what to do with them. She nodded her head slowly and hiccuped pitifully. 
“You’ll have to forgive me for my comforting abilities. I’ve never been good on t’at front and I have boys so I’m better at comforting members of the male species.” He shrugged and smiled, trying to lighten the mood. She laughed despite herself and wiped her eyes. She stood and paced the front of the trailer, knowing that it was now or never. 
“Cillian, this is such a horrible way to end your nice evening but I can’t continue on set without getting this off my chest. I hope you’ll forgive me.” She dared herself to look at him and he met her eyes, holding her eye-contact with mature resolve. 
“Of course.” He nodded softly, wrinkling his forehead, now more concerned with what his costar was going to tell him. He was naive. He assumed she was going to tell him that she couldn’t work with him anymore or that something had happened in their scenes that had made her uncomfortable. He shifted uneasily on the couch, watching her. She tried to speak a few times but exhaled and shook her head. Cillian stood and met her where she was standing. He was a good few feet taller than her and so much older, but having him there beside her made the feelings she wanted to tell him about so much stronger. 
“Cillian, this isn’t easy to say,” she looked down at her hands and then up into his clear blue eyes. “I have feelings for you, more than our professional relationship can offer. Working with you on set all this time has… it’s made my feelings so much harder to ignore, Cillian.” 
He froze and remembered to breathe, drawing in a startled breath. 
“T’at wasn’t what I was expecting you to say.” He ran his hand over his mouth and looked away, his blue eyes moving through his hidden thoughts. 
“I know you probably don’t feel the same but I just… it’s driving me mad, Cillian. It’s becoming a form of method acting that isn’t fun anymore.” She tried to laugh lightly but grimaced and put the backs of her hands against her burning cheeks. 
“Yeh…” he nodded and sighed, his eyes wide. 
She groaned and returned to the couch, sitting on her sweaty hands. 
“I can go, Cillian. I can leave if you don’t want me here anymore.” She whispered, tears pooling in her eyes. 
“No, no. We need to talk t’rough this.” He said calmly, slowly, and covered his mouth with his freckled hand. 
“Oh God, I’ve gone and fucked everything up. I’m sorry Cillian. I knew you didn’t feel the same but I still let myself go to you.” She leaned back against the couch and pulled her hands through her hair and pulled the skin back from her face. 
“Stop it. Don’t say t'at.” Cillian snapped not unkindly but sternly and took a deep breath. “See, we need to talk about t’is so we can still work together, eh?” He ran a hand through his own dark hair and looked at her for a moment, thinking. 
“How, Cillian? If you knew how I felt about you… it’s maddening. I can’t sleep, Cillian. You’re all I think about as pathetic as it sounds,” she took a deep breath, “I love you. And now you’ll hate me.” She continued and moved her hands, clasped together between her knees.
Cillian sighed and moved abruptly to her side on the couch, opening his body towards her. 
“Don’t talk for me, eh? Look, I understand. It’s hard to not develop certain er… feelings when we do what we do, right?” He cocked his head to the side and licked his lips awkwardly.
“I know I’m childish, Cillian, but I can’t help it. I’m suffering without you… without more from you, more than we can do on set.” She whined and rubbed her shoulders as if she were cold. “Can you indulge me? Do you feel even a little of what I do?” She whispered, looking deeply into his eyes. He said nothing for a second before running his hands up and down his face, exhaling loudly into his palms. He put his hands down and leaned towards her on his elbows. 
“I’m married, sweetheart. Yvonne is my wife and I love her.” He whispered softly, his hands splitting the space between them. 
“But I love you.” She whispered back and leaned in to kiss him. He allowed her to kiss him once and when she pulled away, dejected, he took her chin gently. 
“Cut the shit-delusion, sweetheart. You’re young… far too young for me. You may t’ink you love me but you don’t know me.”
He took her face in his hands and smiled sadly as tears rolled down her pink cheeks. 
“I know you’ll find someone who truly loves you. You’re a beautiful young woman who has her entire life ahead of her. I’m flattered t'at you feel t’at way about me but we can’t, I can’t. If the roles were reversed and we were married and Yvonne approached me, wouldn’t you want me to stop t’ings before t’ey went too far?” He supported her head as she dropped it slightly to the side. She felt empty of words and so he continued. 
“You’re a darling girl but you know we can’t do t’is.” He stroked her cheek with his thumb and wiped away her tears. “You need a boy your age who knows how to love you in the way you need to be loved. I only know how to love my wife… and she’s the only one who knows how to love me.”
“I could have loved you in whatever way you needed.” She whispered weakly and he smiled softly. “I know, sweetheart,” he soothed her like a father, “but you wouldn’t have been happy wit' me. You’re out of my league and you would have gotten bored of me.” He joked lightly and she allowed a pained smile to form on her lips. 
“I’m sorry, Cillian. I feel like such a fool.” She closed her eyes and he hugged her close. 
“Nah, you’re still a kid. You’re many t’ings but foolish is not one of ’em.” He squeezed her tightly and kissed her head affectionately. “You’re a good kid and a great actress. We’ll be fine, the two of us, eh?” He pulled away and she wiped her eyes dry. 
“I’ll try.”  
She kissed him briefly on the cheek and rose to her feet. She walked to the door and looked back at the actor with a small smile, the door open in front of her.
“Goodnight, Cillian.” 
He nodded from the couch. 
“Y/N?” 
“Yes?”
Cillian stood and shoved his hands into the pockets of his pajama pants, shrugging his shoulders up to his ears. 
“You weren’t the only one.... That is, you weren’t the only one who felt…” he broke off and cleared his throat, “but it's better t’is way, yeh?.... It’ll pass, love. It’ll pass.” 
He met her eyes one last time and she nodded sadly yet full of a completeness found in their mutual understanding. 
“Goodnight, Cillian.” She said again and closed the door behind her and left the trailer, walking with her back to the wind. Cillian collapsed back on the couch and looked at his watch, wondering if Yvonne was awake. She always answered his calls. She put up with everything, God bless her. She was everything and more than he deserved. He rang her up and she answered after the second ring, her voice ringed with sleepiness.
"Heya, love." He whispered with a smile, "No, everyt'ing's fine. I just wanted to call you. I miss you, girl. Yeah, yeah. Put them on."
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