#cs insta love

[bbluefllame]

𝐊𝐈𝐋𝐋𝐒𝐇𝐎𝐓 .ᐟ

synopsis: college au texts (& small hcs) with the girls + tropes<3

characters: jinx, vi, caitlyn, sevika

notes: SHE'S BACKKKKK!!! sorry for being gone for so long #igotintoleagueoflegends(thegame.), regular posting will be back !! other than that, sevikas part was my fave bless.

vi. + fake dating (also biker! vi)

- how this whole fake dating thing started was through a hook up actually!!

- both of you got shitfaced & you two were already friends, so after vi saw Maddie with caitlyn she was like "nah fuck it I'm gonna get her back!!" (classic, sigh.)

- this is random, but she's actually a really good cook (in my head) and she's probably made some fire meals 4 you

- for some reason.. she gives me xxxtentacion listener like she loves "I don't even speak Spanish lol" in this au but when she's emo over cait, bring out the sad! and shit like that 😭

- her ass would be on the ground staring at the ceiling, sad! blasting, and her roommate would be like SHUT THAT SHIT DOWN!!!!!

- avid marvel rivals player, loves luna snow no questions.

- don't ask why she texts like that she js does 😔

- she goes "this is for you" before scoring in a game and trips while running and falls on her face instead😭

- she is nawt NAWT!! a womanizer(?) fuckgirl(is that the female equivalent?????) idgaf what ppl say, sure she flirts occasionally but she's super loyal if she's in a rs, she's an awesome gf !!! we love vi in this household!!!!

jinx. + childhood bsfs 2 lovers

- matching pfps & bios on tiktok and insta I'm telling u. it'd be smth like "sniper, sniper, sniper" then "wifey, wifey, wifey"

- random hc cs yay, vi probably accidentally killed her pet hamster when they were kids and you had to comfort her cs her ass was crying for HOURRSSSS. there was a funeral for it with a tiny casket. (it died cs of the microwave beeping when vi's instant noodles were done)

- one of those ppl who gets high grades without trying, don't ask her grade unless you wanna feel hurt cs she js says "98" while being hungover.

- her music taste is so all over the place but I'm so certain she sticks to loud music!! she gets sleepy if it's calm😭

- engineering major no doubt abt it

- doesn't know how to cook but not cs she can't, it's bcs she doesn't want to

- she probably asked you out in a cutesy way like imagine after ur bday you're watching the stars tg and she's like staring at you w hearts in her eyes and she js says "I love you" and you're like "awww I love you too!!" cs ur bsfs, but she then repeats it "no like I LOVE you" and ur like woah.. then u start to makeout or whatever w stars in the bg, end scene!!

- genuinely the best gift giver ever, everything's homemade and made w love 🙏🙏 i lauv her sm😔😔

caitlyn. + academic rivals (+ forced proximity)

first pic isn't rlly connected to the rest, js to show their rs

- after the project you two actually got alot closer, you could even say FRIENDS 🤯, there is still competition but it isn't like as bad as before, it's more so "Haha, I got higher." "wtvvv 🙄 I'll buy u ice cream 😔"

- sevika was the prof btw, she wanted to fuck with u guys 🙏

- archer cait. that's all I gotta say. (also equestrian u can't tell me other wise)

- HEAR ME OUT! imagine she invites you to her archery training & during it ur like, "Can I try?" she says alright and then when you're holding the bow she goes behind you and starts fixing how ur holding it, then she wraps a hand around ur waist and brushes it off as "oh your posture was incorrect" when she lets go.

- moving on, I imagine her having a doll collection like don't ask why but she collects monster high dolls. (please ask her about every single doll, she'll proudly infodump)

- when u get closer to her she's alot less formal, its very cutie of her !!!

- has a fitness tiktok account and she drinks apple cider vinegar daily (NASTYYYY IDGAF IF ITS HEALTHY!!!!).

- modern au cait is like a cat in my head, idk she's js so cutie in it please give her love that's it😔

sevika. + grumpy x sunshine (professor! sevika)

- her students try to tease her when she smiles at your notes, she shuts them down so fast it's scary. her expression goes from 😊 to 🤨, then they stfu and go to their seat.

- only person who teases her and gets away with it is jinx I fear.

- you and sevika have a nightly routine of dancing together (she's so soft w u don't play w me.) her fave song to play is love by Keyshia Cole (ARGUFJWHFIWJ 😭😭😭😭😭)

- regular gym goer, she has an insta she barely posts on besides the occasional video of her hitting a new record while her students comment "omg MISS SEVIKA!!!!!" then she blocks them when she sees the notif.

- doesn't trust anyone to cut her hair besides you cs apparently you js do it better, her words, not mine! 🤷‍♀️

- one of those, mean to everyone besides you, types (minus isha and jinx cs those r FAM!)

- loves reading idk I js get that vibe from her, after a long day, she opens her kindle (that she got from you as a bday gift) and relaxes.

- first time her students saw you, they glanced at both of you like a million times before it registered you were together, cs how'd she end up with such a sweet cutie!!

- they ask her a billion questions and she's like "I don't talk about my personal life, end of story."

- she's trying to quit smoking for u trust 😞 it's js hard but she's getting there!!

- she loves u so dearly please never let go of her.😔😔

sevikas part was too long I'm sorry 😭 ...there were gonna be a couple NSFW hcs for her but 5 minutes after I wrote them I got food poisoning so I was like "I'll die if I post them."😔😔 anws hope u liked these

[rafessweetgirl]

back to you ˖ . ݁𝜗𝜚. ݁₊ rafe cameron

pairing: exbf!rafe cameron x college!reader

summary: you’re living out your college dreams in miami when your past lover appears out of the blue. part 2 to everything you wanted.

warnings: none tbh

a/n: hey beautiful people i got part 2 right here for you. this isn’t the end, cs imma make a part 3. i just stopped writing and it felt right. this one’s for @sweetstrawberrianne who basically wrote it too <3

rafe was cool, calm, and calculated. always. a simple business trip never made him nervous. in recent years his business, cameron development, had gained nationwide outreach, managing properties across the country. rafe had met plenty of powerful people who didn’t intimidate him one bit. so why was he anxious?

because of you. 

this particular trip brought him right to you. moving to Miami was so like you. you always loved the beach back home in Kildare.

you were living the dream life. you attended the University of Miami, one of the best schools in the country, academically and party wise. you were well on your way to becoming a lawyer, your last year of undergrad almost through with. you absolutely adored your roommates and friends and could barely remember your life before them. but you were about to get a reminder.

———

lucky’s was your favorite coffee shop on campus. you went there whenever you could. homework? lucky’s. project? lucky’s. just needed some time alone? that was the spot. how rafe figured that out was a mystery. (he still stalked your insta) but he knew, and now he was sitting right across the cafe, trying to be discreet about staring at you. it was hard for him to keep his eyes off you. rafe felt like you’d disappear if his eyes even flickered elsewhere.

he knew you didn’t know he was coming. why would he tell you? the two of you hadn’t spoken in years. rafe can’t even remember the last time he actually liked one of your posts.

“can i get you anything else sir?” the server asked. 

rafe had ordered himself your favorite, an iced cherry chai latte. 

“yeah actually, could you get this for her?” rafe pointed towards you, sitting by the window, your body illuminated by the sun. you were literally glowing like the angel rafe saw you as. “i’ll pay but don’t let her know who it’s from.”

the server looked confused but she nodded and went to make your order. he watched as she finished preparing your drink and brought it over to you. you looked up and smiled at her, though you were puzzled when she set it in front of you. “oh, i didn’t order anything."

“i know, but it’s on the house."

"oh um....what?"

she just returned your smile and walked away. you scanned the cafe, trying to spot anything that could hint to who bought you the drink. and picked your favorite out of all of them.

just as you were about to get back to studying your eyes landed on him. rafe? no fucking way. there was no way that the hard blue eyed, soft blonde haired man staring back at you was rafe cameron. the love of your life.

you stood up quickly and gathered your things. you fumbled for your pencils and pens as they dropped the floor. as soon as you picked them up, you sped out the cafe. you couldn’t breathe. as you stepped outside, the sun hit your face, and a wave of calmness washed over you.

you had to be seeing things. it wasn’t exactly hard for you to see him after all this time, but him popping up unexpectedly threw you off. you’d forgiven yourself for leaving him a long time ago. it was difficult at first. for the first month you’d think about going back everytime your mind got a moment to rest. sometimes you’d open rafes contact, his name still ending in a heart emoji. your finger would hover over the call button, contemplating. should i call him?

but you couldn’t. the whole point of leaving was to start a new future. and you couldn’t do that if you let your past back in your life.

———

it had been two days since race’s ambush on you. to be honest, the whole thing had been at the back of your mind. it was almost finals week and the last thing you needed was an unwarranted distraction. you had to be one hundred percent focused on studying.

you decided today was probably a good day to go back to the cafe. rafe couldn’t still be in miami. you still wondered what rafe was doing here all these miles from kildare. the first reason that came to mind was you. rafe couldn’t stand to be without you so he just had to come and find you but that was a long shot and you didn’t want to be cocky. you walked up to the counter to order the usual.

“hi, what can i get you?”

“a medium iced cherry chai latte, please.” you smiled.

“okay, that’ll be three ninety-five.”

just as you looked down and reached in your purse to grab your wallet, a man popped up next to you, seemingly out of the blue. you looked up and time froze.

“i can pay for that.” rafe offered as he handed the barista a five dollar bill. to the outside world, some stranger had swooped in, offering his help. but to you time slowed and so did your heart. if seeing him across the cafe the first time was hard for you to handle, being this close to him was downright unbearable.

the barista took his money. she probably was the only one who assumed you knew rafe. she assumed correctly.

she quickly came back with the drink and you grabbed it and turned away from rafe, rushing over to your corner of the cafe. he followed suit of course.

he continued to stand as you sat down in the booth. “hi..” he started uncertainly.

“you didn’t have to do that rafe.” your tone was short. he didn’t necessarily deserve that, but you couldn’t afford to show emotion right now.

“what pay for your drink? of course i did, i always used to.” it was true. he provided for you in any way you could think of. even something as simple as buying you food.

“but i could’ve done it myself.”

rafe chuckled. “hah, okay, i know that but a thank you would be nice.”

you relaxed a bit. “i’m sorry, thank you for that.”

“of course.” he replied.

“what are you doing here?” he took that as an invitation to sit and pulled out a chair across the table from you.

“what anybody else is here for, coffee.” he grinned. it made your heart melt, only a little. you still missed him deep down inside.

you rolled your eyes. “okay, smartass, you know what i meant.”

“i know, i know.” he grabbed your drink and took a sip for himself. you watched him attentively. “just working with your school to develop some new housing.”

you had to admit it stung a little that he didn’t come just for you. but he was still here, sitting right in front of you. “oh, a business trip. of course.”

“yeah, but i’m not too worried about that right now. how have you been?”

“great.”

“just great?”

“i don’t know what else you want me to say, rafe. i really am doing great.” you sighed.

“no no that’s great.” he said, realizing that wasn’t the answer he was searching for. part of him wanted you to admit how hard it was for you to live without him.

“how about you?” you asked. “how have you been? i’m assuming business is good.”

“i’ve been doing great too. business is great, it lead me here to you. so i’m pretty content.” he smiled.

you warmed. you were glad he was good but you didn’t miss that comment. “well, um, that’s good.”

“yeah…..” he trailed off. the two of you sit in silence for a minute. you took turns taking sips of your drink until the ice sat in the cup by itself. rafe was the first to pop the silent bubble.

“i miss you. a lot.”

now you sweated internally. you missed him too, almost everyday, even though you were truly healed from the breakup. “i- i miss you too rafe.”

“for real?” he’d thought you’d moved on from him. gotten rid of any feelings for him.

you looked down at your drink and fiddled with your ring, one he’d gifted you. it didn’t have any special meaning, just a silver band with stars imprinted on it. you’d seen it in a small boutique and told rafe how it just spoke to you. he immediately dragged you in the store and bought it for you. your heart fluttered at the memory.

you looked up, your eyes met his blue ones. your favorite color. your lips formed into a small smile. “i never stopped.”

hope y’all loved it, stay tuned for part 3. stay blessed also <3 send in any thought asks etc related to the series!! added the cherry chai latte cs i just tried it at starbucks last weekend, i loved it.

taglist: @sweetstrawberrianne

[csainz5]

LATE NIGHTS || cs #55

pairing: carlos sainz x reader

summary: late night drives with carlos never disappoint.

word count: didnt beta read yet so 🤦🏻‍♀️

author notes: this post was inspired by this edit by @allsainz on insta 🫶 wrote this in a hurry bc exams (again) so hope you guys like it!!

warnings: literally none maybe driving? is that even supposed to be a warning 😭 anyways.

the nights are for the young and bold. and young and bold you were. dark skies paired well with speed, afterall. and speed mixed with carlos was a high you couldn’t get enough of. to others, it may just seem like a plain old drive around the city, but being the one beside carlos as the city seemed to move on from underneath you , you beg to differ.

its a simple old tradition, one that you invented as teens. you vowed on the day that carlos got into f1 that everytime carlos revisited madrid, you would go on a late night drive. it involved meeting up at 11pm, after the sun had long set, the world quieting down around you. The soft hum of the engine was the only sound that broke the stillness of the night. Carlos would flash you his signature grin as you hopped into the passenger seat, a knowing look in his eyes. god. you could never get tired of this.

the cars engine roars to life, and you cruised through the city's empty streets, the occasional streetlights being the only streak of light you see. the two of you would talk about anything and everything – from racing strategies to childhood memories, and even the stars that twinkled above. anything, really. talking with carlos always was simple. you could get lost in the silliest of topics and speak for hours on the end, but it would only feel like a mere minute passed by.

“i just love how the world looks different at night," he would say, his eyes locked on the road but his heart clearly lost in the beauty of the surroundings. "It's like we're in our own little universe, just you and me."

and you couldn't agree more. the thrill of the speed combined with the intimacy of the shared moments made these drives unforgettable. the wind would tousle your hair, the adrenaline coursing through your veins as you laughed and talked with Carlos, the world outside your bubble seemingly forgotten.

he would occasionally reach over to adjust the radio, the music's melody perfectly complementing the rhythm of the journey. sometimes, he would even serenade you with a few lines from his favorite songs, his voice as smooth as his driving. It was in these moments that you realized just how much he loved these late-night escapades. a song plays, and he starts humming along the lines.

and it goes like this

he stops the car by a drive in, ordering your meal before you even get to say it “ two burgers, curly fries & a coke” “coming right up” “you memorised my order?” “oh shut up youve been ordering the exact same thing since we were 15” the air flows through your hair, and its like its the prettiest sight hes ever seen. the soft light the moon cast on your face, with your flowing hair and that bright smile he couldnt get enough of? he could swear youre aphrodite herself.

get in your car

& you’ll lean to kiss me

he stops by a secluded space, The engine would purr to a stop, and for a few moments, neither of you would say a word, savoring the moments these drives give you. he opens the hood of his covertible and sets up a space for you both in the back seat. the cold winds run through your hair and carlos swears he's never seen a prettier sight. the soft moonlight, hair cruising through the winds, everything was just perfect for him.

“okay i know this is super random but like, whats adventure for you?” “These late-night drives with you are my favorite kind of adventure," Carlos says, his voice a mixture of fondness and sincerity. “oh dont be cliche now carlos” “im serious” he says, putting his hands up as if hes surrendering. “what about you?” he asks. "Mine too, these moments are when we truly get to spend together and they just make me feel so happy” your eyes meet his and you know exactly what is about to happen as he cups your face, pulling you closer to him. he pulls you in by your waist and it feels like youre one with him, body and mind.

we’ll talk for hours

& lie on the backseat

and at a point, you just look up at the sky, staring fondly as the stars glimmer. his hands are wrapped around you and it all just feels unreal. it always does, even if its the same, theres a feeling there that you know you could never experience elsewhere. by now its already the waking hours for most, but for the rest, its the moments of the day that end up as memories.

[mattscoquette]

a girl can no longer simply go onto instagram anymore without worrying about not being able to breathe 😭😭😭 when i saw not only matt , but nick AND chris posted up with prada , i almost DIED . i’m not even being dramatic i logged on nd saw top tier face serving , nd ON TOP OF THAT they were all in prada so they were also serving model . i beg of them i need to be warned . it’s like when chris foreshadowed his insta post for his drivers license , i was at least prepared cs he alluded to it , so my 65% chris girl brain didnt go under full attack mode . i love this era of them , we get tour them (they always get during tour) AND them being ambassadors or wtv for prada . anyways i’m done ranting , someone take me back home (the psych ward) 😇😇😇

-💌

ugh frrrr they all looked so good

[deebeeus]

I have been really bad at posting on tumblr lately so here is every guitar pic I have posted to insta since the beginning of 2024

1962 Jag & 1966 Mustang from Fender historian and author Terry Foster's collection

2020 Gibson USA Les Paul Special with 1969 Sunn and 1968 Fender amps. I sold this guitar in the closing days of December...but not to worry I used the money to buy something new and fun! See below...

Chris Bear with 1983 Electro ES-16

Chris Bear with 1968 ES-335

Made a trip to Gear Music in Oakville Canada and saw this lovely Limited Edition Fender Custom Shop Twisted Tele Custom Journeyman Relic in Aged Ocean Turquoise

See #5

See #6

1983 ES-16 Macro

More from Gear Music, Oakville: brand new Fender Custom Shop '69 Strat Heavy Relic

See #9

I'm seein' double here! Four Krustys! Here's what I bought with the money form selling the Cherry Les Paul Special (see #2): 1993 Gibson Nighthawk CS-2 (with the 1998 Nighthawk ST-2, right, that I already owned)

1993 Gibson Nighthawk CS-2, top, with the 1998 Nighthawk ST-2

1993 Gibson Nighthawk CS-2, top, with the 1998 Nighthawk ST-2...note the ebony board and bound headstock on the Custom.

1965 Traynor YBA2 Bass Mate & 1957 Fender Duo Sonic

1969 Fender Telecaster Thinline, macro.

[grahamcarmen]

OMG LAST NIGHT I WAS SCROLLING THROUGH NETFLIX AND I SAW A SEQUEL FOR CARMEN SANDIEGO WHICH SAID COMING SOON??? IT HAD A PICTURE OF GRAY AND CARMEN ON IT AND I WATCHED THE TRAILER AND IT WAS OMG SO ANGSTY AND ROMANCE AND I WAS GONNA WATCH IT AND IT SHOWED CARMEN ABOUT TO TAP GRAYS SHOULDER AND GRAY TURNED AROUND TO SEE THEN MY MOM FUCKING WOKE ME UP FOR SCHOOL AND I SPENT 15 MINUTES SITTING ON MY BED ON THE VERGE OF TEARS CUZ IT WAS SO REAL TO ME

sorry to say this first but this felt like a troll because from my phone all i could see was up to the "saw the sequel" and went WHAT??? THEY GOT IT??

on the day cs insta reminded us they're still alive and when i know that they are are trying to do a spinoff ...and when i love rc so...

-.-

but i too get super sad because i wish that was real

[amourjins]

MOVING ON...

UNTIL! Another friend's birthday (picnic party) I got on the bus and on my way to the meet up spot (I saw some of the gang on the bus and she was on it as well) and she tells the person who was next to her to sit elsewhere so I can go to his place (you guys don't get it) Then she greeted me with such a beautiful and bright smile (≧▽≦) And then arriving at meet up spot she brought a chair for me and then she took one for her and sat next to me, and then she asked me and served me water (I can't-) Then after we went to the beach for the picnic and set up the towels, she again tells whoever was sitting mext to her to make more space so I could sit nearby◝(⁰▿⁰)◜Then I saw some seagulls and I wanted to catch one who asked if anyone wanted to come with me (She wanted!) After going in the sand and then climbed on some rocks, my friend came with us and we all sat on the sand (and they started flirting again -_-) After that we went back to the rest of the group (I was kinda pisssed about the flirting) so I sat on my own on a corner... But then she came next to me and wanted to talk with me (she said about anything as long as we would have a convo) Alright so fast forward end of the party i was happy with the interactions so I posted on my notes glue song (which was aimed at her... AND SHE LIKED THE NOTE I KNOW I'M GOING INSANE BUT LISTEN) A couple of days later she posted a story (god she was beautiful) WITH A BEEBADOOBEE SONG. Also on the same day she posted about liking someone that she can't even tell her friends (another friend from the group who know about my crush for her tried to get info but failed) Anyway I posted another note with a song and she replied to it and we started talking to the point I asked her to go out with me... She cancelled BUT I recently on insta posted some clownfish i found (i love fish) and she asked me where this was and that we should go together (just us.) If you're wondering we did go to that place on Friday, she posted about it and another friend of mine (which was like a spy) asked her if we went out on a date???? And she didn't say no????? But anyway it was really fun since after that we went to a playground and made fun of 5 year olds (sorry I had to add this detail) By the end of the "date", I was getting on the bus when she came to hug me?!?!?!? (Like pls hug me more often ma'am) And I was smiling like an idiot on the way back home... That's it for now folks (I'll keep you updated)

-🪐

STOPPP OKG ALL OF YOUR GUYS’ INTERACTIONS??? girl kiss her! (slash jay) BUT LIKE HELLOOOOOOO… shes so sweet i think i get why you fell for her tee bee eych! we love acts of service heh am i right [smirkifg tiiktok emoji] I LOVE BEABADOOBEE… no cause its a sign! the story with beabadoobee… IM AFRAID SHE WANTS U (slash jay dont listen to me) omg i may have read “clownfish” as “catfish” 😭 I GASPED BUT THEN I REREAD IT!

STOP WAIT WHAT she didnt say no??? omg.. wait bc whatt! THE 5 YEAR OLDS STOP.. me n her (‘her’ is always my crush btw) would probably do that too but then she’d tell me to stop cs she loves kids n is great with them,, frowny face emoji

OH YURP THE HUG 🙏🙏🙏 im actually rooting for u two

[everemu]

about me ⋆.ೃ࿔*:

・my name is abella !

・15, she/her, 🇲🇽, enfp

・i follow back!! (i lovee making friends)

・racist nsfw homophobic/transphobic dni/dnf

・using as my digital diary/blog!

・fav music artists/bands: (old) p!atd, the young veins, ptv, lana, bea, laufey, mitski, lorde, fall out boy

・fav films: stardust, lockwood & co, uptown girls, n b99

・interests: sanrio, ryan ross, butterfly stuff, music

・fav videogame: acnh

・hobbies: reading, editing, dance, sewing/upcycling clothes n scrapbooking

・not active frequently cs of school (gotta be that academic weapon💪🏼)

・insta spotify

[lilywalkers]

HI CERIIII ok so i saw so much hp themed stuff on my trip and i cannot ignore my urge to get into the marauders fandom any longer..... ur my hp mutual so im sending this ask to see if u would be willing to lmk where i should start cs the fandom looks SO fun and the fanart is gorgeous 😚✨ (read the books and watched the movies so many times but i need new content to obsess over in the potterverse) thank u sm in advance ily!!!

genuinely idek how i got into the marauders fandom lmao i had a super big hp phase as a little kid so then i js got sucked in ?? i think mainly wolfstar made me get into it but yeah lowkey idk 🤷‍♀️ most ppl base their canon off of all the young dudes by mskingbean89 on ao3 but imo it was kind of boring so i never finished reading it :/ i might go back to it idk BUT i really like the wip fic ultraviolence by orbitfalls bc it goes into the black family lore and is so so unique !! idk if that's rly ur cup of tea tho so that's ok :) umm my fave marauders artist is likeafunerall (insta + twt same handle i think) UGH their art is sooo gorgeous !! anw yeah since most of the marauders fandom is js headcanoning i like to go into my moots' askboxes to get their takes on characters and it's so fun i love reading their essay-long analyses loll

ILY BBY HOPE THIS HELPS !!!!!

[nya-in-the-multiverse]

Hello! You have been ✨chosen✨ by ✨boredom✨ to name 5 fun/cool/interesting facts about your DR(s), then copy and paste this into 10 of your shifter mutuals’ askboxes. Have fun!

I love to see this ask ‘cause I got it on my main and didn’t know how to post it here 🩷

stating ahead that this will be long and probably hella embarrassing so buckle up 🫡

1. stranger things | this one is so random, but i scripted that there is a book series called ‘the originals’ which is about Mikaelson family from the series here. there multiple books, the first one going over their human lives and transition, then the rest is each from one of the sibling’s pov, going from the oldest to youngest. it follows their lives trough the centuries and ends by Bekah’s pov in late 1910’s. and as this one introduces Freya, there is additional one called ‘Long Lost Sister’ about her life-

it’s so dumb but jesus christ i’d kill for this kind of series so i’m making it real at least in some reality 💀

2. mcu dr | as i’m a basic bitch and Tony’s child, i’m basically a nepo baby and sort of IT girl 🤭 people be going crazy over the most random things i do & i have ton of followers on insta because i’m attention whore

3. fame dr | this is planned for future ‘cause i want easier start but i’ll have an HBO series which i’m writing, producing & starring in. me and sebastian <3 are the main couple and will probably sweep all the awards available

4. mcu dr | this one is even stupider than the rest istg but i’m being honest here <3 Elon Musk has a beef with me. now hear me out- he was in IM2 movie and so in my mcu dr he’s very much ‘Tony wannabe’ and later on tries to claim he’ll be the next Iornman or some shit, to which I’m coming to scene like “bitch you wish 💀” so eventually he’s just beefing over a title that’s already claimed with a girl in her early twenties

I hate the guy with burning passion here so I’m making him look like a clown there 🤭

5. the originals dr | oh boy- so i basically scripted that back in the day me & Kol ran away from Nik, under the threat of a dagger and became pirates (iykyk-). at that time i got a girlfriend who spend a ton of time with us (eventually we ended up in coffin again so idk where she ended up). then moving fast forward we’re in 21st century and historians found enough evidence to make me sort of historical sapphic icon and I’ll know that because Josh tells me-

lmao bye- hope you enjoyed cs now i kinda feel embarrassed 💀

[charteredcommerce]

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[roffella]

I miss being me.

Idk but I heard this poem on insta by some amazing poet...it was about how the mc always wore silver jewellery but then their partner gifted them gold jewellery and they don't like it but still wore it cs it'd make their partner happy and then pair with that jewellery they bought more gold accessories and then everyone knew them cs of their gold jewellery that year which they found somewhat silly cs they could have just worn silver jewellery too.Idk but I found this poem really ...umm...idk the term for it exactly...but I think yeah, that's me too maybe!?

I love my partner..they make me feel great... I mean I used to feel so great atleast ...idk about now tho...not that they do something offensive or something disrespectful of me or our relationship...but it's just...some little things. And I feel petty just bringing them up.

Lol, I think I'm a failed person.

I failed as a daughter, as a grand daughter, as a sister, I've already failed as a gf when I was just a silly teenager,cs of all the issues that I had and my own insecurities..I pushed the people who've always been kind and nice to me...but I got better...I took therapy, introspected, worked a lot in myself after losing the love of my life back then...and I thought I'm ready now...atleast im now a better version of myself..but no...I think I've failed again. No matter how hard I'll try, I'll always keep on failing only ..it sucks more cs ik they love me and I love them a lot too..but idk the feeling of it is so weird I think everything's gonna fall apart soon..I can see it happening already.

[sunnyapollonjabrigidotter]

Such lovely advices 💖 am glad if you truly better than you were before, take care💚��

✨️🪻 🌿

Also in the pandemic time I worked more on improving myself, read online esp insta posts on betterment, I used to have a special saving place #betterise lost it cs lost the account lol, but the ideas are yk some general, like love yourselves, some particular like on naturopathy, or savings n such ...

I like to write, doodle n such... I do edits on picsart

also a good idea s on dancing, like zumba, anything for staying active, but generall I'm more a coach potatoe, & don't go out most of the days, I know it sucks, but feel somewhat safer home... outside, like I fear most often that I never look good enough to even be there (& can't afford it lol, ik.. not funny)

I also write at times, have more ideas than can put on paper... & like daydreaming...

I'll be fine, I hope... for real so... I need 2...

Welcome to Quarantine with thescarlettbitch

How I have stayed sane during quarantine, and been witchy at the same time!

Cleansing and Cleaning - boring, I know. But I've always been violently depressed, seriously always, it started when I was about nine (tragic, yea shut up) and obviously that reflects itself in many aspects of life, I've always had a super messy room and occasionally I'd be motivated (*cough* manipulated *cough*) into cleaning it, but recently I've been telling better mentally and since I've got a lot of time on my hands I got my room done in about 20 hours, an evening and most of the next day. The entire time I was cleaning, I had my good vibes playlist going, my window open, incense or a candle burning. I also had to wash down the walls (it used to be my mom and step dad's room, she smokes like a pack and a half a day) and put moon water in with the soapy bleach water. Let me tell you it feels great having a clean room, especially if you did it yourself. I still get depressed, but that's water under the bridge for me. (Can't afford therapy at the moment but as soon as I can I'm getting a psychiatrist).

Rearranging furniture - basic, but hey. My room, like mentioned previously, used to be my mom and step dad's room, so my bed used to be on the wall to the left as soon as you walked in, in the center. I am NOT a center bed person, and this left very little room in my room, which only made the above mentioned mess worse. So I moved everything. My bed is now against the far wall and now I have so much floor space it's jarring. I also took this time to cleanse, as I rearranged while I was cleaning, it started as I was trying to vacuum behind my dressers and my mom was like "might as well do it all now" So yea.

Purging - go through EVERYTHING. I've gone through my closet and drawers like twelve times, moved some stuff to my dad's house, some to thrift stores, and I went from having so much shit I couldn't wear, to only having clothes I wear. I have so much more space now. I also went through all of the useless items and honestly half of it is in the trash and the other half is in a tote at my dad's house to be dealt with later, but I've still got a lot of space.

Redecorating - I have, at this point in time, painted: my bedroom door (a rainy creek with mushrooms), my closet doors (a cherry tree in front of a sunset), and part of the rest of the wall my closet is on (bunches of flowers). I also redid my altar completely, but I already have a post on that. These three things are very positive images for me, and I painted them with an intention. Some of the flowers on my flower wall are representative of my deities (roses for Aphrodite, asphodel for Hades, hyacinths for Apollo, mayweed for Athena, etc). And under the flowers I sketched sigils for a positive space, a good time to do warding.

Cooking - my family is southern and Italian. We cook. A lot. I've gotten to cook a lot of different stuff so far, from my Beltane Honey Cake to the guacamole I will be making probably Wednesday. And of course, cooking is magic. Herb correspondences, intention, it's awesome.

General crafting - I got to go to Walmart today, and they were almost completely out of paint, canvases, art supplies, etc. It was hilarious and also frustrating because we went so I could get more paint, but I still made out with black. I just wish they had white lmao. I'm getting paid soon for being my cousins math tutor (her teachers refuse to help her) and I'm going to be making my niece a dreamcatcher (per her request). Obviously crafting is already super witchy (intent, color correspondences, sigils, binding, etc) but it definitely deserves to be put here.

Self care - self care is SUPER witchy and SUPER important. Use this time to really indulge, if possible. Take a two hour milk bath, do seven face masks, make your own scrubs or buy them, be absolutely lavish in what you do, go extra. Think that's enough bubble bath? Do more.

Try something new - yea yea basic advice, but I mean make it a new witchy thing. I've started experimenting with astral projection and lucid dreaming and manifestation. I haven't had any luck (except with manifestation) that I can remember, I'll still keep trying, and if it doesn't work out, okay! Time to try something else!

Do something nice for someone - I'm working on my nieces dreamcatcher, and then my other four nieces and nephews are getting paintings for their birthdays. If you are comfortable making spell bottles or satchets or whatever for people, make one for a good friend or family member (with their consent (? Some people think you should never do a spell for someone with out their knowledge)).

Meditation - kinda self explanatory. Sit with a candle or incense or music or a window open or whatever and just ground yourself. Take deep breaths. It'll all work out in the end.

Read a book, witchy or otherwise - start a new series out of curiosity or start a book to learn something. Audiobooks are great resources, and if your local library has an app, you can use that and you don't have to pay!

That's all I've got for now, but enjoy! Feel free to add on!

[boyfhee]

hehe, i know and thanks for the jay fic, in enjoyed reading it ^^ well thanks for the blassing but am still not ready :] and ill tell her to do well in her boards (from you who said it)

pcm is no fun, there is no reproduction to laugh at :/ i have fear of them and that was the only, only reason for me to not choose pcb... my mom wanted me to become a gynaecologist :( sadly, it wont be true... yeaa apothorax, i font know but yea medicine is still a lot to take it.

i just watched random fs programme and only hanyu was the one i knew, i didnt go in deep but yes, i still love fs... and for the coding languages, once again thanks ^^ atleast you mentioned what to learn bevause i dont know where to start :0

anyways, my fav album is border : day one and my fav track is all time flicker and let me in. my fav bsides would be chaconne, bills, upper side dreamin, prdx, mixed up and title track would be sweet venom, tamed-dashed and drunk-dazed :)

if you have an instagram account or ny other apps talk, i would love to know it and know you more ++ the fact that you are chiyuv (my fav writer back in 22' :0 i am in tears. i never went through your old mlist until today, so nostalgia hit me hard... your how to get back with ur ex + fair and square + unlikelihood are my favssss 😭😭😭😭😭 ill trade my spy x family manga for them to reread if they were to disappear some day 🥲

i stopped using tumblr in late 2022 and started using it now + stopped writing way back in early 2021 because my mom got to know my writing acc for enha on ig 😭😭) i wanna talk more about everything with you but tumblr feels like we are in a long distance relationship, where we get our letters once in a blue moon 🥲

— lover club anon <33

sweets, i'm telling you reproduction is only fun when you're studying penis and vagina but not the mechanism TT i was going thru hell in embryology lectures 🙏 also, it's neet's fav chapter i'm lowkey bored of it. we studied it sm times that there was an ongoing joke in our class that next lecture will be based on practical and visual learning 😭 also a gynaec :O that's cool ! i'm aiming for cardio-thoracic / neurosurgery, although more inclined towards the former ( imagine five years later i'm a doctor while still crying over jay )

one of my friends was a huge fs fanatic so she made me get into it and it's fun, honestly :> and you don't have to worry about coding yet ! once classes start, i think you'll get a good idea of where to start from. although, html is usually the basic ( in my case, it was? we learnt it before anything ) and then css cause that's a bit more advanced. we took html css and python together, but javascript was only for pcm + cs students. i hope you have fun learning how to code ^^

FLICKER IS SO GOOD TT i remember looping it for hours while writing my lab manuals lmfao. and upperside dreaming too it has such a nice melody :O i'm gna be honest i didn't like prdx at first but then it grew up on me and now it's one of my fav tracks :D chaconne 🙏 no one knows her like me. when the tl was ranking it last on the basis of highlight medley i had faith in it because anything titled chaconne can't go wrong i have proof to back this up ( it's so serious for me can u believe this ) me and a close moot had out daily chaconne stream sessions lmfao

drunk-dazed aged like wine because it sounds like the first time every time i listen to it :] my favs are bite me, sweet venom, blessed-cursed, ptm, i know if only you say yes will be on the list too the moment it's released because that melody and humming is stuck in my head ><

AND TRADING SPY X FAMILY IS CRAZY ??? pls i didn't expect you to be here for so long but i'm glad you remember chiyuv .. what an era 0_0 my instagram is beusoir if you want to follow and discord is znghao. i would love to talk more, just hmu on insta or disc ^^

[kmp78]

"I'm surprised CS hasn't jumped on this kind of "business venture" yet, considering how much she loves getting poked and prodded. 😂💉"

Her Dr. Diamond doesn't need this kind of promo and he has enough clients (esp.the A-lists who don't wanna advertise their mug on his insta) with a real customer pull, not wannabe actress/influencer CS.

Poor Jesse's career seems to be in the toilet too if he's peddling his ass on IG for scraps... 😭

[seriouslyhooked]

You Look Good (A CS NYE story)

A/N: Hi everyone! I just want to start by wishing you all a happy New Year! This story is actually one I have been working on for a while, and I had stalled out with writing it. A long long time ago a reader asked for ‘You Look Good’ by Lady Antebellum and I love the song but just couldn’t get inspired, and then today I realized a good way to engage with this song was through also engaging with the holiday. So, this is a CS AU oneshot where Emma and Killian are both on holiday get aways in paradise with their friends. They happen to see each other from afar and… well, you’ll just have to read it to see how it goes. Thank you all for reading and thanks to the very patient reader who suggested this song!

“Now this, right here, is the life.”

The words from his friend Will should have been grating, especially since the rest of the men on this boat were all actually pulling their weight this afternoon on the water while Will was lounging about. But still, Killian couldn’t help but agree.

Being out here on the sea was infinitely better than life in the city, especially in the dead of winter when New York was 25 degrees and covered in ice. There the air was frigid and sharp, and here it was clean, crisp, and glorious. The sunlight that had been gone from the north for so long was out in full force here, and the sand and the waves underneath a clear blue sky were the perfect remedy to anyone’s winter woes.

Even with the frozen temps, at home everything was driven by competition and hectic chaos. Business in New York was cutthroat, something he’d learned as the CEO of his own business. There were no breaks. If you wanted to be a success you worked like a dog and you never slowed down, but out here there was a gentler pace of living that held no less purpose even in its quiet calm. It was easy to get caught up in how much more vibrant the world seemed out in these kinds of open coastal spaces, and how much more possibility floated about in the air out here, but soon enough they’d all head back to reality. That was just the way things were. No matter how much he and his friends may enjoy their annual holiday trip to the tropics, they always returned home, waiting and wishing for the next year to end and call them back again.

This trip was a tradition for the four of them, starting way back when Will, David, Graham and Killian had met in college. David had a friend of a friend of a friend who had a place on a sunny island where summer lasted all year long and the rest was history. Things had radically changed since those good old days, what with all of them having time consuming careers and various responsibilities, but the peace they all found out here on the ocean had never waned. This was a critical time of respite for the lot of them, what with Graham taking time off from his police work, Will leaving the run of his bar to his staff, and David leaving the hospital to the care of other residents. But Killian couldn’t help feeling that each year they were getting closer to the loss of this tradition, or at least a substantial change in the way it came about.

It was only a matter of time before his friends started settling down, and when that day came it was unlikely that their girlfriends or wives would embrace a weeks-long guy’s trip especially during Christmas and New Years. It would no longer be realistic to put their lives on hold for such a long stretch, and Killian understood that. For his part, he would actually welcome such an addition to his life, a woman who would miss him too much to want to be apart at this time of year, but he had to be realistic. So far experience had shown him that finding such a match and meeting a woman who he could truly see forever with was a long shot. It would take a miraculous woman to truly speak to his heart, and only that kind of love would entice him into marriage and the whole happily ever after thing.

“You’ve got that look again, Killian,” David joked and Killian raised his gaze to his best mate who looked smug and all-knowing.

“I haven’t got a look,” Killian responded, prompting David and Graham to laugh.

“Sure you do,” Graham quipped. “The dreamy, brooding one. That one women eat up because they think you’re grappling with the universe’s big questions.”

“Maybe I am,” Killian quipped and after a moment they all laughed.

“Nah you’re just worrying,” David explained. “You’re thinking that this might be our last run out here, and you’re probably right, at least the way we do things now.”

“He’s right?!” Will asked, his genuine concern manifesting as a shriek. It was like a banshee, and the harsh tone was so shrill Killian winced.

“Well, yeah. Next year’s gonna be different. I don’t know about you all, but I’m finding my girl. I’ve got it all planned.”

“You’ve planned it out?” Graham asked with a smirk. “And how exactly did you do that, Doctor Nolan?”

“That’s for me to know and her to find out.”

David’s adamant refusal to elaborate prompted some more ribbing from the others, but it only reminded Killian about how sure and true his instincts were. He sensed that this tide was shifting, and he believed David was right. Not about the having a plan to find the woman of one’s dreams– that was bull shit. There was no way one could plan to find a love strong enough to build a life around. But when he said this year was going to be different, Killian found he genuinely hoped that would be true and that hope carried him through the rest of their afternoon out on the water.

By the time they pulled back into port, docking their sailboat in the marina they’d come to know well, Killian was no closer to answers about what he wanted and when it might come. He tried to take solace in the beauty that was the sky at this time of day, with sunset silhouettes dancing, painting lazy, wayward clouds that hung over this seaside place. The shades of pink and orange and gold could never be recreated back home, but while he appreciated the sight, it did nothing to truly calm him. He was restless still, but he supposed that was normal for the last day of the year, and the final few hours before a brand new start. People had a tendency to get antsy in these final moments, and even in paradise it seemed that was to be his fate.

“Well lads, it’s time for the age-old question – Captain Jack’s or Odie’s Place for New Year’s this evening?”

No one answered Will’s eager question as they got into the jeep they’d rented for the two weeks, and that was likely because they didn’t care. Either place would suit their purposes. They wanted a decent meal and a few drinks to get them through to the new year. Other than that, there was little consideration to be had.

“All right then, driver’s choice,” Will responded, hopping into the vehicle and hardly waiting for any of them to do the same before he tore off onto the main road and raced towards their vacation villa.

Absentmindedly Killian watched the scenery around them, noticing the way the docks gave way to the bustling town beside it. The island was particularly busy this year, a sign that perhaps their secret haven might not be so secret after all. Years ago it felt like they were the only foreigners here this time of year, but alas it seemed to be a new and wide-spread trend. Some people were here with families, others on trips that mirrored theirs, but none of these people really mattered to Killian. At least until…

The first thing he noticed about her was her golden hair, which reflected the iridescent light of the year’s last sunset in an almost ethereal way. It was pulled back, likely from hours spent at the beach, but soft and wavy tendrils hung loose, shielding parts of a face so stunning it made Killian’s heart skip a beat and then another. In the three seconds that they were passing her, Killian swore he took in every little detail of this woman – nay, this vision – memorizing her like she was the answer to his every prayer. Her lithe form, her perfect face, the way the smile she was wearing met her eyes and the essence around her that was light and happy. She was an angel dressed in a yellow sun dress, an impossibly gorgeous woman the likes of which he’d never seen, and in an instant he knew that he’d regret every moment he lived from this point on if he didn’t get a chance to know her.

“Stop the car!” Killian yelled as he finally got his wits about him. His eyes stayed on her as Will braked a bit but kept driving.

“What the fuck -?”

“Pull the car over, Will. Now!”

David’s intensity matched Killian’s and if he were able to think of anything outside this girl Killian would wonder why his friend was so animated too, but as the car slowed down, Killian hopped out of the side, and raced back down the street. She was only a little while back, but this place was packed with people and there were hotels and storefronts all around. She could be anywhere, and the realization that she was lost to him damn near gutted the sense of hope he’d suddenly found.

“What the hell is up with you two?” Graham asked, appearing beside Killian and Killian shook his head.

“I thought I saw her,” Killian confessed and he continued to look out through the stream of people, but she didn’t reappear.

“Saw who?”

“The one.”

“The one?” Graham scoffed. “Wait are you serious right now? This isn’t just some sort of sun-induced hallucination?”

“I don’t know,” Killian whispered, fear clinging to him that maybe that’s what she was. Surely now that he thought of it no one could be so perfect or call to him so quickly. Maybe Graham was right? But then he saw her again, this time across the square from where he was. He started moving towards her, and as if she could feel his attention she stopped, looking at him and halting him in his tracks. God she was incredible. She was stunning and remarkable and every other good thing and when he saw her he forgot to breathe. All he could do was stare and enjoy the rush of adrenaline that came in realizing she was doing the same. She was caught too, snared in by this connection between them, whatever it may be.

“That’s her!” David said and Killian looked over, suddenly feeling very territorial and jealous. It didn’t matter that this was his best friend. This woman was off limits. She would be his, at least he hoped. God did he hope.

“Back off David.”

“Not the blonde, dumb ass, her friend.”

Cursing from David? Wow he must be just as caught up as Killian, and when Killian looked back over to the woman who captivated him he saw she had a girl beside her. She was brunette and petite, with a blue dress and the same beach-ready look, but she didn’t hold a candle to his girl.

“Aw shit, not now,” David groaned and Killian looked to see what he meant. Fuck! The end of year festival was happening, and now a sea of people were swarming in, dancing away the bad of this year and ringing in the new one. It was, admittedly, a very cool ceremony, but only when one wasn’t trying to meet the girl of their dreams. Instead the dancing and the noise made Killian agitated, but he couldn’t get around it, and by the time it was all over and they were free to move again, both women were gone and Killian was left feeling stunned and defeated.

“They can’t have gone far,” David said, scoping out the area but there was no sign of them. Eventually they changed tactics, with Graham questioning a vendor selling flowers down below. Killian listened as his friend asked questions about the girls but to no avail and so Killian did the same at other markets and shops. It was crazy, but finally one woman selling bracelets by the beach drive said she’d seen them.

“They came to look at my wears. Fancied a few pieces too, but said they forgot their wallets back at their hotel. They promised to come back tomorrow and get them. Said it would be their last day at the beach. Usually I don’t believe tourists when they say these things, but they had such honest eyes. Good things come to people like that.”

“Did they mention which hotel?” David asked, sidestepping the woman’s local superstitions about ‘honest eyes,’ and the woman shook her head.

“Nah, love. They did say they had to get back to the north side of the island though and there’s not many places out there. They likely at the resort.”

“Which ones did she like?” Killian asked, surprising the woman. Slowly a smile of understanding crossed the woman’s face and she gestured to a woven bracelet with a golden hue and a swan charm. It was unique, even in an array of one of a kind bracelets. “I’ll take it.”

“And I’ll take whatever else they looked at.”

It was a small consolation in all of this, and again, it defied rational explanation. This was somewhat crazy on both Killian and David’s parts, but hell if he could stop it. He wanted to have a piece of her with him, even if it was something she’d never gotten a chance to have. It felt a bit better to have this tiny trinket, and it was even more miraculous to know that tomorrow they’d be at the beach and were planning to come back here.

“So that’s that then. We’ll just be sure to get out here early tomorrow.”

Graham said the words, convinced that everything was now all set, but still Killian felt restless. Tomorrow was better than nothing. He’d been afraid he’d never see her again only a few moments ago, but he also hated the idea of waiting. Now that he’d seen her and he knew she was out there, Killian was eager to meet this woman who entranced him. She had him under her spell and she’d never so much as said a word to him.

“Captain Jack’s,” David said to Will, confusing their friend in the process. “You asked which bar and it’s Captain Jack’s.”

“If you say so, mate,” Will said as they all filed back into the car.

“It’s on the north side of the island,” David said to Killian and Killian agreed it was the best place. It wasn’t a surefire plan, what with the resort being an all inclusive, and them not being one hundred percent certain they were even there, but it made Killian feel better. Upping his chances of finding this girl was all he could ask for and they were doing just that by going north.

The next few hours passed with painful slowness, and by the time they got to the bar Killian was a bit of a wreck. It didn’t help matters that all of this was uncertain. She might not come, she might not like him, hell she might already have someone. That last though in particular scared him half to death, but he had to believe that his instinctive reaction meant something. He’d never felt this way, losing himself at first sight like this. It would be the cruelest trick of fate if she was taken, and if she could never feel the same… God he hated to even think how much that would hurt.

“I feel like my hearts going to give out any second,” David said standing next to him and casing the place with the same intensity. “I know it’s crazy but… she’s just gotta be here, man. I don’t want to wait until tomorrow.”

Killian completely understood, and he was going to try and say some words of encouragement, however half-assed they would be but then something caught David’s eye and his friend’s whole demeanor changed. The excitement that pulsed off of him and the adoration told Killian that she was back and his own heart leapt at the prospect. If her friend was here, surely the girl he wanted was here too, right? But when he looked he only saw three brunettes, and the girl of his dreams was nowhere to be seen. This was upsetting in the extreme, but he waited patiently, knowing at the very least David’s girl could tell her where she was.

Funnily enough, the girl who had caught David’s notice was staring at him with almost the same level of intensity. She gazed at him for longer than strangers should, and then she blushed, and that was all it took for David to start moving towards her. Killian followed, noticing the other two women as he did.

“You think he’s the guy?” one of them whispered. “The one from the festival?”

“Oh totally. Look at her, she’s losing it. I just wish Emma was here to see it. Maybe she’d find her guy too.”

Emma – that must be his siren’s name. He heard it and it just clicked inside of his very being, like it belonged with him all this time. He wanted to say it aloud over and over again, to say it in the heat of passion when he’d kissed her senseless or driven her wild with need. But more than that he wanted to see her again.

“Where is she?” he asked, killing David’s attempt at a smooth first greeting and not giving a damn. “Emma, your friend. She was with you at the beach today.”

“Yes, she was,” David’s girl said. “She’s outside. She said she needed some air.”

Completely neglecting his manners Killian rushed off with only a quick, ‘thanks.’ Outside was a loose description of where she could be. At the front of the bar there were people milling around, but his feet took him to the coast, the place where he would go if he needed space. Out here in the darkness there were yellow lanterns and twinkle lights set up, and the pale glow of the moon, but none of it was needed. For there, with her feet in the waves and her hair whipping in the gentle breeze was his woman, radiating her own kind of light that could never be replicated.

Killian stood rooted to the spot, watching her, for longer than he could really know. Any real coherent thought fled the moment he saw her again. Well, the shape of her really, for in the dark, and from the back like this she was a silhouette, dancing at the shoreline, feet bare and hair flowing in the night’s breeze. Killian didn’t know if the music she swayed to was something she could hear from inside the bar or a melody from her head, but either way he stood transfixed, stunned by not only how beautifully she moved, but how freely she expressed herself. This moment was a snapshot into this woman’s very soul, and it was a happy one, a carefree one that didn’t give a damn about the noise or the buzzing all around them. This girl, Emma, just… was, and Killian couldn’t help moving closer, craving the chance to see this siren’s face.

“Come here often, love?” He asked, his voice carrying across the evening air, the slightest tremble discernable in his tone. Emma, for her part, didn’t even flinch, just shook her head without looking at him, as if he and his question were an afterthought.

“Definitely not as often as you use that line,” she quipped, and he couldn’t help himself. He laughed at her boldness, and he knew she was right. It was a line, but damn if he could come up with anything original. She stole the air from his lungs and the sense from his mind. He was lucky to have uttered anything at all.

“Forgive me, that was bad. Let me try again. Are you interested in a partner, or is this more a solo escapade you’ve got going here?”

Now Emma whipped her head towards him, and whatever he’d felt for her before ramped infinitely. She was a beautiful woman from any distance, but up close that was even more undeniable. Her soft, full lips tormented him because all he wanted was to claim them and see them swollen from his kisses, and the smattering of freckles on her skin spoke to lots of time out here in the sun. Her hair was hanging lose now, curled and silky, tempting his fingers which craved the change to run through it, and the dress she wore now was red and fiery, a complete transformation from the pale, pure yellow of this afternoon. He caught her scent on the air, a hint of lavender and something else he couldn’t place, but her eyes did the most damage, striking him with a blow of recognition and interest he never could have expected.

“It’s you.”

“Aye, love, it’s me.”

“Sorry about before. A couple of guys have come up to me and some of them forget that no means no.”

“Someone was bothering you?” Killian asked, his anger rising as he looked around for signs of dead men walking. Who would dare to bother his Emma? Oh shit, now he was really losing it, thinking of her as his when they’d barely even met. Only the gentle touch of her hand on his arm could pull him back.

“It’s okay, I can handle myself. I’ve been doing it all my life.”

He hated to think that she had to be her own defender, when she should be protected and provided for in every way she wished, but he loved the feel of her hand on him. Even when she removed it, realizing she’d touched him and pulling back with a little bit of embarrassment, he could feel her branded on his skin. And he liked it A lot.

“But how did you find me?” she asked, letting her happiness at seeing him slip when she probably didn’t mean to. “I mean, I saw you earlier, in town, but I thought you were gone…”

He reached out for her hand and she let him take it, creating a rush of pleasure as they made contact again. It emboldened Killian, and it made him feel more alive than anything else ever had. “I tried to find you earlier, but in the craziness I lost you. I admit I thought you might have been a dream. It was hard for me to imagine you could even be real.”

“But now you’re here. How?”

“Fate, destiny, and perhaps a little help from a local vendor.”

Emma’s eyes shone with wonder and he heard her gasp as he pulled the bracelet he procured earlier and presented it to her. “For you, love.”

“I don’t usually take gifts from strangers,” Emma said as he tied the strands of the trinket together, sealing it around her wrist. He smiled at the fact that he hadn’t introduced himself yet. He was forgetting himself, but thankfully, Emma didn’t seem to mind too much.

“My name’s Killian. Killian Jones. And you are?”

“Emma. Emma Swan.”

“It’s a pleasure to meet you, Emma,” he said, meaning it more than he’d ever meant anything before.

“Yeah, you too,” she said and Killian’s chest swelled with pride. He was still holding onto her, his thumb running against the underside of her wrist as he felt her delicate skin. Her pulse beneath him was rapid, matching the beat of his own, and when he looked back up to her, her eyes were on his lips, torn between hunger, intrigue, and still a little bit of wariness. He wanted to kiss that worry she had away, to show her there would be no reason for fear, not where he was involved, but that might be taking things too fast. He needed something, anything, to show her he could be trusted or to give him just a little more time in her company.

At that moment the music changed and the song filtered over the stereo outside was slower and written out of love. It was intimate and seductive, and for Killian it proved the perfect opening. “So, love, about that dance… would you do me the honor?”

Emma smiled at him, setting him alight as she stepped into his arms, fitting like the piece he’d been missing for too long. It felt amazing to hold her close and sway back and forth with her. One song blurred to another, and another, until truth be told he was so lost in her he couldn’t tell how much time had passed. In the meantime they talked, they danced, they got to know each other but not just with words. This was a blending of two souls, and, if his suspicions were right, the evolution of a love at first sight story that would endure long past this trip.

“I can’t believe you live in New York too,” Emma said as they were finally walking back to the party to rejoin their friends. It was nearly midnight, but it felt like no time had passed at all. “What are the chances?”

“I couldn’t tell you that, love, but I will say I’m glad for it.”

“Oh yeah?” she asked, her face a little flushed from their closeness. He stopped their walking, pulling her into his arms and tilting her chin up so her eyes met his.

“Aye. It makes the whole asking you out thing a bit more manageable. Not that distance would have stopped me. I’d have made it work, no matter how far away you may be.”

“You want to ask me out?” she asked, her voice hoarse from emotion and her eyes wide at the prospect.

“I want to do much more than that, love. And it’ll be more than one date I’m after, you can rest assured. But it’s a good place to start, don’t you think?”

“Hmm, maybe,” she said before smiling at him and edging a bit closer so her lips were mere inches from his.

“You’re not convinced?”

“Well, I kind of like the idea of starting with a chance meeting, some moonlight dancing, and a New Years’ kiss…”

Growling out his own approval Killian crushed his lips to hers, tasting her sweetness and savoring every bit of it. She was magic made real, and the feel of her on him, chasing the same high and the same bliss from being with him that he got with her was life altering. Lightening could strike them now and he’d never know, not when he already felt so much with Emma. This was the first kiss they’d ever shared and yet Killian knew it would be the last first kiss either of them ever had. This was the beginning of a new forever, and Emma was right, this was the best kind of start their story could have.

“I was thinking the kiss would come at midnight,” Emma said when they broke apart, her breathing ragged and her green eyes darker from the desire she was experiencing. “You know that’s kind of the tradition.”

“So you’re saying we should wait then? No more until -,”

He couldn’t get the words out before Emma was pulling him in for another kiss, and that was just fine by him. And as the rest of the night sped by, and the year changed from the old to the new, Killian was certain that this lucky happenstance would be something much bigger, and that this time next year and every year thereafter he and Emma would still be together and happy and whole.  

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On a boat, on a beach In the water, in the sand, in the back of a bar Cold beer in your hand Breaking hearts, breaking necks When we rolling down the street, heads turning all day when they see you with me I'm thinking everybody better stand in line 'Cause they need to know that your body's coming with me tonight They're like, "hey, who that there with the shades?" Like oh, the way you move to the bass Hold up Whole room gets to spinnin' from the second that you walk in And baby you look good all day, all night You look good, so fresh, so fine You look good, got everybody watching you like cameras in Hollywood Baby you look good Aw baby you look good Black dress, 2 the 9s, New Year's in a pent From the floor, to the roof, make the skyline spin Yeah, you're killing me boy in your black-faded jeans Ain't gotta work hard when you're smilin' at me Like, "hey, who that there with the shades?" Like oh, the way you move to the bass Hold up Whole room gets to spinnin' from the second that you walk in And baby you look good all day, all night You look good, so fresh, so fine You look good, got everybody watching you like cameras in Hollywood Baby you look good Aw baby you look good I'm thinking everybody better stand in line 'Cause they need to know that your body's coming with me tonight They're like, "hey, who that there with the shades?" Like oh, the way you move to the bass Hold up Whole room gets to spinnin' from the second that you walk in And baby you look good all day, all night You look good, so fresh, so fine You look good, got everybody watching you like cameras in Hollywood Baby you look good Come on baby you look good You look good Baby you look good

Post-Note: So there we have it. Just a little CS insta-love fluff to get us through the end of this year. Like I said, I hope you all have the best end to your 2019 and a wonderful start to your 2020. Thank you all so much for your kindness, support, and friendship this year. Looking forward to next year and wishing you all the best decade to come!

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