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How many times were you hurting and I didn’t know. I was blind to your struggles. I am so sorry.

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Js wanted to say that the last guardians of the galaxy movie is so ‘you’re gonna go far’ by

Noah Kahan

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You know my favorite color, but not my scars. You don’t know me.

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Study. Study. Study. That’s all she was good for. That’s what her parents say. That’s what her friends think. That’s what she knows. It’s all she knows and she wishes she knew more. More freedom. More fun. More this. More that. But the need to know more is cut short when her grades come in and the tunnel vision begins. Her parents assure her that they are still proud of the B she made but she knows otherwise. Academic validation is all she longs for, all she’s good at. Clawing and climbing up the never ending tower. Or maybe , it’s all in her head. Maybe she is free. Maybe she knows how to do more, be more than letter grades. Maybe. Maybe. Maybe. But then her report card comes in. The cycle repeats itself. Night after night, hour by hour she stares at a screen. The cursor is blinking and the page is blank. She knows she should write. Anything, word after word after paragraph, but her mind is blanker than the screen and she can’t seem to pull herself from her thoughts. And then a notification dings on her phone and before she knows it it’s midnight and the paper is due tomorrow. Then she realizes how tired she really is. How she can’t seem to get out of bed in the morning, if only to repeat the cycle. But the cycle is all she known, but she wishes she knew more. And that’s the life of a gifted burnout.

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“I don’t want to slow dance in the dark, Alex,”Lisa’s voice was quiet, matter fact. Music faded into the background as the two swayed together, bodies as close as possible. “That’s okay, you’re bright enough to light the whole world ablaze,” he whispered back, not wanting to break the beautiful moment. If you could call it beautiful. Lisa’s apartment was trashed, she was sure she smelled and she knew she looked like a makeup-less mess. Alex thought she was even more breathtaking than the first day he met her. And this time he didn’t hold himself back from loving her, loving them, Lisa and him in the same sentence, together. In fact he thought he was absolutely hideous. He was wearing three day old clothes and a hoodie he hasn’t washed in a month. And yet, here they were, slow dancing, in the dark willing each other to sweep their problems under Lisa’s pink rug for the night. They didn’t know what the other was thinking, maybe, in the dark they were imagining different people. But between you and me the two were so irretrievably in love, so head-over-heels for each other they couldn’t think of anyone else if they tried.

FYI: Lisa and Alex are my characters in a story I’m working on

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“I don’t want to slow dance in the dark, Alex,”Lisa’s voice was quiet, matter fact. Music faded into the background as the two swayed together, bodies as close as possible. “That’s okay, you’re bright enough to light the whole world ablaze,” he whispered back, not wanting to break the beautiful moment. If you could call it beautiful. Lisa’s apartment was trashed, she was sure she smelled and she knew she looked like a makeup-less mess. Alex thought she was even more breathtaking than the first day he met her. And this time he didn’t hold himself back from loving her, loving them, Lisa and him in the same sentence, together. In fact he thought he was absolutely hideous. He was wearing three day old clothes and a hoodie he hasn’t washed in a month. And yet, here they were, slow dancing, in the dark willing each other to sweep their problems under Lisa’s pink rug for the night. They didn’t know what the other was thinking, maybe, in the dark they were imagining different people. But between you and me the two were so irretrievably in love, so head-over-heels for each other they couldn’t think of anyone else if they tried.

FYI: Lisa and Alex are my characters in a story I’m working on

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Study. Study. Study. That’s all she was good for. That’s what her parents say. That’s what her friends think. That’s what she knows. It’s all she knows and she wishes she knew more. More freedom. More fun. More this. More that. But the need to know more is cut short when her grades come in and the tunnel vision begins. Her parents assure her that they are still proud of the B she made but she knows otherwise. Academic validation is all she longs for, all she’s good at. Clawing and climbing up the never ending tower. Or maybe , it’s all in her head. Maybe she is free. Maybe she knows how to do more, be more than letter grades. Maybe. Maybe. Maybe. But then her report card comes in. The cycle repeats itself. Night after night, hour by hour she stares at a screen. The cursor is blinking and the page is blank. She knows she should write. Anything, word after word after paragraph, but her mind is blanker than the screen and she can’t seem to pull herself from her thoughts. And then a notification dings on her phone and before she knows it it’s midnight and the paper is due tomorrow. Then she realizes how tired she really is. How she can’t seem to get out of bed in the morning, if only to repeat the cycle. But the cycle is all she known, but she wishes she knew more. And that’s the life of a gifted burnout.

#gifted burnout #creative writing

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I want my queer coming of age, surrounded by my little queer friends. Most of all, I want my life to be like Heartstopper, that’s all I want, someone to be my will to my nico. Or Achilles to my Patroclus.

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SLOW DANCING

Nico Di Angelo x MASCULINE! (Y/N)

Fun fact: Nico can dance..but his boyfriend? Not so much. (Y/N) is incredibly clumsy. He trips a lot, like A LOT he fell down stairs, over air and bumped into walls and Nico. That’s how they met by the way. (Y/N) was running late to his first class and bumped into Nico, who was also running late. Turns out (Y/N) was going the wrong way and they ended up walking together and earning detention together. And the rest is history.

Tonight was prom. Their first prom. Nico ended up asking (Y/N) at 12:00, midnight. (Y/N) said yes of course. The theme was King and Queen of Hearts. So, red and black. (Y/N)’s suit was black with a red shirt and black silk tie. Black slacks and..the best part. Glittery, red shoes. He got his nails painted red and did his usual makeup.

Nico was dressed in all black and gray with a red tie and roses. His nails were painted black and his under eye bags weren’t as prominent. His hair was freshly cut and styled. He gave a quick prayer to Aphrodite and his father and left.

They met in the middle of the corridor and hugged. Walking down from the dorms they picked up Hazel and Frank. When the four walked in they gasped.

The gym room was transformed into a dance floor with black and red streamers and cards falling from the ceiling from clear strings. Music was blasting from multiple speakers in the room and half the school was there already. The rest of the seven jogged over, Percy and Annabeth had already danced some and Leo had brought a girl Nico didn’t know.

“Would you like this dance?” “You know I can’t dance, Nico,” (Y/N) pouted. “I’ll teach you,” he grinned. They swayed to the slow song coming through the speakers as Nico tried to teach his lover how to dance.

All in all Nico knew he had found the one. As cliché as it may sound Nico, son of Hades, Ghost King, in love with someone so different he swore (Y/N) was just pitying him. That would be a thought if (Y/N) actually was anything but kind, blunt and had absolutely no filter over his words or actions.

The night ended with the couple in bed gazing up at Nico’s ceiling with glow in the dark stars on it. They could hear the music from his dorm. And than their song comes on. (Y/N) dragged Nico up and started swaying. They connected foreheads as they danced. Nico spun him around causing him to laugh. Nico pulled him back and hugged him.

Right here, right now he had never felt more a peace with his past, present and future. Swaying in the moonlight coming in from his window in his dorm he was in love and that was all that mattered. He thanked the gods he met his savior.

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Cursed Until Kissed~

LEO VALDEZ X READER AKA (Y/N) FEMININE PRESENTATION

trigger warning? Fighting, cussing, bloodshed?

Ok, (Y/N) was starting to think no one had ever been as cursed as she was for centuries. First, Zeus cursed her to tell only the truth, which sounds great, right? Wrong. She was physically incapable of lying even a little. If she tried Zeus sent a nice little zap down to earth for her. And then she died. Apollo brought her back but out of anger Zeus cursed her, AGAIN. Now, in present time she could tell only the opposite of the truth. And, the best part, it could be broken…by a kiss of true love. Of course that was Aphrodite’s idea. (Y/N) had half the mind to march up to them and cuss them out. She worked for Apollo as an Oracle for traveling demigods and monsters alike. And here come seven demigods. They stumble in as pairs. The first pair was a blond male and a black headed, extremely pale male. Next was a son of Poseidon with a child of Athena at his side. A blond guy floated in with an injured girl. Right behind them was a short, Latino boy. He was covered in soot, grease, and a possible bleeding injury. He was the only one laughing.

Gliding out of her quit literal hole in the wall she spoke her usual greeting. It went something like this, “ Greeting demigods! I am (Y/N), an oracle for the god, Apollo. Unfortunately, I can answer only in lies, so question me carefully…” she went on to tell them her story and all that jazz. “Ok, we can introduce ourselves as well..I’m Jason Grace, son of Jupiter.” “I’m Percy Jackson, son of the water guy, and, yes I’m just like aqua man.” The blond girl with stormy eyes talked next, “ I am Annabeth Chase, daughter of Athena.” Son of Apollo, I’m Will Solace and this is my boyfriend, Nico Di Angelo, son of Hades.” “I am Piper McLean, daughter of Aphrodite,” her voice settling over us like a warm blanket. “Ooo, I’m Leo Valdez, son of Hephaestus, aka bad boy supreme!” His grin was contagious, (Y/N) soon found herself smiling at the ragtag demigod family.

“How can I be of assistance?” (Y/N) asked. “We have questions of the quest we’re on and the outcome of a possible new war,” Annabeth spoke. (Y/N) nodded with the thoughts of the possible war spinning in her ever busy mind. “Is the route we’re going on the right one?” Jason questions. “No.” The Oracle replies, becoming rigid and the air around her dropping in temperature. “W-What? Oh, right, that means yes,” he said. “Can you help heal our injured?” Annabeth said. “No,” (Y/N) mentally cursed the gods. Jason walked up with the girl and Leo followed. “Broken legs, we are out of ambrosia, and Leo got stabbed,” he elaborated. Silently the Oracle walked towards them shooing Jason back. She came out of the trance and closed her eyes. “ Please don’t be alarmed,” (Y/N) focused harder and Piper’s lower half was set on fire. Screaming she thrashed and everyone freaked out. Leo was so concerned he almost combusted. And then the fire stopped, Piper was fine. She was healed and had no burn marks at all. “Sorry, it’s my way of healing you fast,” (Y/N) said, sympathetic.

~AFTER HEALING~

The demigods were resting, talking amongst each other. (Y/N) started to think about her past days. Where there was less curses and more flowers. Speaking of flowers.. the little elf just walked in. Standing up to her full height, which wasn’t at all taller than him, she walked up to him. He was holding something behind his back…? “H-Here! For you!” Taking the metal flowers from his hands she examined them. The delicate sheets of metal were cut and bent in different ways. It was beautiful, magical and just..woah. “Thank you, no one’s done anything like this for me!” “Not Apollo?!“ Leo looked mildly surprised. “Nope..” she answered.

~LATER THAT NIGHT~

The travelers were dead asleep. (Y/N) made her way quietly towards the sleeping bag that held Leo Valdez in its warmth. Placing the items down near him, she kissed his forehead and walked away checking on the others as she went. Little did she know the boy was awake and falling in love. She went to bed after packing the demigod necessaries, such like ambrosia and nectar along with regular first aid things.

~IN THE MORNING~

“You should come with us!” Leo exclaimed. “She can’t dingus,” Nico responded. “Why? Is it like Calypso? Where you can’t move from here?” Spinning with his arms out, pointing to everything in the vicinity. “No, I can leave but it’s my duty to serve Apollo by giving out my help,” she responded. “Oh…I’ll come visit you then,” Leo grinned. (Y/N) smiled gently back, knowing everyone in the past did not uphold that promise.

As the seven walked away they stopped mid way to wave. They were dressed for battle. Annabeth with her dagger at her waist, looking just a regal as her mother. Percy with Riptide in his hand, pen form. Nico with his sword in its sheath, and Will with small throwing knives with poison ( a Leo contraction). Piper, fully healed with a native blowgun and Helen of Troy’s looking knife at her thigh, and Jason with his gladius. It was a foot soldier’s sword in Ancient Roman times. Leo had built some type of short, light, spear, it kinda looked like a double ended lightsaber.

~AFTER THE WAR~

The recent war was felt by everyone, monster, demigod, god and even mortals. (Y/N) got lots of monsters and injured demigod warriors. She answered questions after questions. She healed warrior after warrior. She even had to fight. When the boy, matured from the war, looking a lot stronger dropped from the bronze dragon she was in the middle of a fight. “Damnit (Y/N)…” Leo muttered. Seeing the boy she was caught off guard. Her eyes widened as the spear point hit her. Leo was watching it in slow motion. People say you’re life flashes before your eyes when you’re dying. Instead of his life he saw hers.. (Y/N) running down a white beach, laughing. Dancing with Apollo. Past lovers. And the brutal way she passed. Warm blood seeping through her cream colored dress with gold chains attached across the shoulders with winged fixtures. And imperial gold arrow pierced her heart. Apollo running, screaming. Her peacefully passing in his embrace.

Being jolted back by Will screaming for help, from Leo, Nico or Percy. They all rushed over, Leo grief stricken. “Shit, (Y/N) please hold on…I still need you,” Leo stumbled over his words. “It’s okay, love, it’s okay I don’t feel any pain,” (Y/N) smiled, tears streaming down her face. Leo’s mind took this time to notice she was wearing the same dress with the same golden chains with winged fixtures. He choked back the lump of hot and cold loss. Pain. Anger. All his emotions compiled, hardened into remorse. She really was beautiful. All things beautiful came to an end though, right…? Her eyes closed, slowly. She was smiling. Her hand went limp in Leo’s. “Oracle (Y/N), healer, and giver of lying truths are you going to survive?” Leo said. At this point he was lost, he didn’t know what he was doing or saying. He even forgot how to breathe for some time.

Will whispered a prayer, to his father, Apollo. He glowed a bright white. He placed his hands, in a trance, on her abdomen. She started glowing and floated up in a laying position. Nico looked worried. Percy was amazed and Leo looked lost, tears refusing to stop. She started falling and was no longer glowing. Leo caught her, her breathing was steady and her heart was stronger. He let out a sigh of relief. “I told you, it’s okay,” (Y/N) laughed. “Asshole…” Leo laughed, tears finally stopping. “Rude!..” (Y/N) gasped. “Shut up, don’t ever do that again,” Leo said, hugging her like he’d hadn’t seen her in years. He kissed her. It was impulsive and reckless, like him. Of course she kissed back. Separating they hugged it out.

“And that, kiddos, is how I met your momma,” Leo was talking to the two children sitting on the wooden floors. Leo and (Y/N) started to date and moved to New Rome to start school. After graduation he proposed with an apple. Throwing an apple was a sign of love and catching it meant you accepted and the feelings were mutual.

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Cursed Until Kissed~

LEO VALDEZ X READER AKA (Y/N) FEMININE PRESENTATION

trigger warning? Fighting, cussing, bloodshed?

Ok, (Y/N) was starting to think no one had ever been as cursed as she was for centuries. First, Zeus cursed her to tell only the truth, which sounds great, right? Wrong. She was physically incapable of lying even a little. If she tried Zeus sent a nice little zap down to earth for her. And then she died. Apollo brought her back but out of anger Zeus cursed her, AGAIN. Now, in present time she could tell only the opposite of the truth. And, the best part, it could be broken…by a kiss of true love. Of course that was Aphrodite’s idea. (Y/N) had half the mind to march up to them and cuss them out. She worked for Apollo as an Oracle for traveling demigods and monsters alike. And here come seven demigods. They stumble in as pairs. The first pair was a blond male and a black headed, extremely pale male. Next was a son of Poseidon with a child of Athena at his side. A blond guy floated in with an injured girl. Right behind them was a short, Latino boy. He was covered in soot, grease, and a possible bleeding injury. He was the only one laughing.

Gliding out of her quit literal hole in the wall she spoke her usual greeting. It went something like this, “ Greeting demigods! I am (Y/N), an oracle for the god, Apollo. Unfortunately, I can answer only in lies, so question me carefully…” she went on to tell them her story and all that jazz. “Ok, we can introduce ourselves as well..I’m Jason Grace, son of Jupiter.” “I’m Percy Jackson, son of the water guy, and, yes I’m just like aqua man.” The blond girl with stormy eyes talked next, “ I am Annabeth Chase, daughter of Athena.” Son of Apollo, I’m Will Solace and this is my boyfriend, Nico Di Angelo, son of Hades.” “I am Piper McLean, daughter of Aphrodite,” her voice settling over us like a warm blanket. “Ooo, I’m Leo Valdez, son of Hephaestus, aka bad boy supreme!” His grin was contagious, (Y/N) soon found herself smiling at the ragtag demigod family.

“How can I be of assistance?” (Y/N) asked. “We have questions of the quest we’re on and the outcome of a possible new war,” Annabeth spoke. (Y/N) nodded with the thoughts of the possible war spinning in her ever busy mind. “Is the route we’re going on the right one?” Jason questions. “No.” The Oracle replies, becoming rigid and the air around her dropping in temperature. “W-What? Oh, right, that means yes,” he said. “Can you help heal our injured?” Annabeth said. “No,” (Y/N) mentally cursed the gods. Jason walked up with the girl and Leo followed. “Broken legs, we are out of ambrosia, and Leo got stabbed,” he elaborated. Silently the Oracle walked towards them shooing Jason back. She came out of the trance and closed her eyes. “ Please don’t be alarmed,” (Y/N) focused harder and Piper’s lower half was set on fire. Screaming she thrashed and everyone freaked out. Leo was so concerned he almost combusted. And then the fire stopped, Piper was fine. She was healed and had no burn marks at all. “Sorry, it’s my way of healing you fast,” (Y/N) said, sympathetic.

~AFTER HEALING~

The demigods were resting, talking amongst each other. (Y/N) started to think about her past days. Where there was less curses and more flowers. Speaking of flowers.. the little elf just walked in. Standing up to her full height, which wasn’t at all taller than him, she walked up to him. He was holding something behind his back…? “H-Here! For you!” Taking the metal flowers from his hands she examined them. The delicate sheets of metal were cut and bent in different ways. It was beautiful, magical and just..woah. “Thank you, no one’s done anything like this for me!” “Not Apollo?!“ Leo looked mildly surprised. “Nope..” she answered.

~LATER THAT NIGHT~

The travelers were dead asleep. (Y/N) made her way quietly towards the sleeping bag that held Leo Valdez in its warmth. Placing the items down near him, she kissed his forehead and walked away checking on the others as she went. Little did she know the boy was awake and falling in love. She went to bed after packing the demigod necessaries, such like ambrosia and nectar along with regular first aid things.

~IN THE MORNING~

“You should come with us!” Leo exclaimed. “She can’t dingus,” Nico responded. “Why? Is it like Calypso? Where you can’t move from here?” Spinning with his arms out, pointing to everything in the vicinity. “No, I can leave but it’s my duty to serve Apollo by giving out my help,” she responded. “Oh…I’ll come visit you then,” Leo grinned. (Y/N) smiled gently back, knowing everyone in the past did not uphold that promise.

As the seven walked away they stopped mid way to wave. They were dressed for battle. Annabeth with her dagger at her waist, looking just a regal as her mother. Percy with Riptide in his hand, pen form. Nico with his sword in its sheath, and Will with small throwing knives with poison ( a Leo contraction). Piper, fully healed with a native blowgun and Helen of Troy’s looking knife at her thigh, and Jason with his gladius. It was a foot soldier’s sword in Ancient Roman times. Leo had built some type of short, light, spear, it kinda looked like a double ended lightsaber.

~AFTER THE WAR~

The recent war was felt by everyone, monster, demigod, god and even mortals. (Y/N) got lots of monsters and injured demigod warriors. She answered questions after questions. She healed warrior after warrior. She even had to fight. When the boy, matured from the war, looking a lot stronger dropped from the bronze dragon she was in the middle of a fight. “Damnit (Y/N)…” Leo muttered. Seeing the boy she was caught off guard. Her eyes widened as the spear point hit her. Leo was watching it in slow motion. People say you’re life flashes before your eyes when you’re dying. Instead of his life he saw hers.. (Y/N) running down a white beach, laughing. Dancing with Apollo. Past lovers. And the brutal way she passed. Warm blood seeping through her cream colored dress with gold chains attached across the shoulders with winged fixtures. And imperial gold arrow pierced her heart. Apollo running, screaming. Her peacefully passing in his embrace.

Being jolted back by Will screaming for help, from Leo, Nico or Percy. They all rushed over, Leo grief stricken. “Shit, (Y/N) please hold on…I still need you,” Leo stumbled over his words. “It’s okay, love, it’s okay I don’t feel any pain,” (Y/N) smiled, tears streaming down her face. Leo’s mind took this time to notice she was wearing the same dress with the same golden chains with winged fixtures. He choked back the lump of hot and cold loss. Pain. Anger. All his emotions compiled, hardened into remorse. She really was beautiful. All things beautiful came to an end though, right…? Her eyes closed, slowly. She was smiling. Her hand went limp in Leo’s. “Oracle (Y/N), healer, and giver of lying truths are you going to survive?” Leo said. At this point he was lost, he didn’t know what he was doing or saying. He even forgot how to breathe for some time.

Will whispered a prayer, to his father, Apollo. He glowed a bright white. He placed his hands, in a trance, on her abdomen. She started glowing and floated up in a laying position. Nico looked worried. Percy was amazed and Leo looked lost, tears refusing to stop. She started falling and was no longer glowing. Leo caught her, her breathing was steady and her heart was stronger. He let out a sigh of relief. “I told you, it’s okay,” (Y/N) laughed. “Asshole…” Leo laughed, tears finally stopping. “Rude!..” (Y/N) gasped. “Shut up, don’t ever do that again,” Leo said, hugging her like he’d hadn’t seen her in years. He kissed her. It was impulsive and reckless, like him. Of course she kissed back. Separating they hugged it out.

“And that, kiddos, is how I met your momma,” Leo was talking to the two children sitting on the wooden floors. Leo and (Y/N) started to date and moved to New Rome to start school. After graduation he proposed with an apple. Throwing an apple was a sign of love and catching it meant you accepted and the feelings were mutual.

#leo valdez #cursed

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Hey, so I was wondering if y’all would like me to post some stories or do writing recommendations