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hihiii lowkey just wanted to ask like who r your favorite artists and if you've seen them in concert?? just wondering!! ♡

i have a hard time choosing em but leeets say partibrejkers, nirvana and xana bc i truly know all of their music and love it.

i have only seen partibrejkers live and it was great but i got worried for their health cuz they are getting older and they were the only band at the music festival who did not played less than their time so i got emotional it was their last concert but they are alive and kicking lol

and nirvana is obviously not in the picture but imagine-

and i would die if i saw xana live, i would be a crying singing mess, i keep checking if she is doing a europe tour every now and then

also as i was typing this out i cannot miss QUEEN obviously like i feel like they are a non brainer too

[michaelgovehateblog]

Tomorrow is election day! For anyone who hasn't voted before and is maybe uncertain of the process: if you don't know where your local polling station is you can find it by putting your postcode in on this website. The polling stations are open from 7am until 10pm so you have plenty of time to go down and cast your vote. You literally just go in to the polling station and talk to the people behind the desk or table and tell them your name and address and show them your ID. They'll give you your ballot paper, which has on it the names of the candidates and the parties they're representing. You put a cross in the box next to the candidate you want to vote for, and then there will be a box somewhere in the room that you put your ballot paper in and then you can leave, it's all very quick and easy. You don't need to have your poll card (the thing you probably got in the post a few weeks ago) with you to vote, you just need yourself and valid photo ID

[angels-creative]

Movie is exactly the same as the animated, in every way.. they don't change anything..

There's more imagery with toothless / hiccup losing a limb, they connect to his mother... it's so good.. I've seen so so much hate and it's definitely unwarranted.

anon, this made me smile so much!! i genuinely hope you have a great day!! thank you so much for sharing this and keeping it spoiler-free at the same time!!!

[nathanbatemanfucker]

something in me knows that joaquin loves this song

[baisemains]

Dream of us in a year

sydney adamu x gn!reader

word count: 5.3k

warning: tiny bit of angst (I can’t help myself), hurt/comfort, fluff, yearning, smut (bottom!syd, top!reader, face riding, praise, pet names)

description: maybe time doesn’t heal all wounds (but you’re willing to try) / final part to ‘is it casual now?’

ao3 link | spotify playlist

previous // sydney adamu masterlist

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A few months later, the end of summer is moving in, and Syd finds herself at an outdoor movie screening with a few friends, courtesy of the city’s new community initiative.

The sun is just starting to set, casting a warm pink glow across the sky. Syd takes in the view, smiling at nothing in particular, just happy to be among her people and good vibes.

The area starts filling in with other people setting up their picnic blankets, families and groups of friends among them, but the couples are what catches Syd’s eye.

She watches them with fondness, happy to see love existing but also selfishly wishing she was experiencing the same.

As she gazes around, a familiar figure catches her eye and she sits up, squinting to make sure she’s not seeing things.

Syd's heart starts to thump loudly in her chest as she realizes she's not imagining things.

There you are, sitting on a blanket a few feet away with what looks like friends, Syd recognizing some of them from the night at the concert. At your side is Jen, her vibrant energy matching yours. Syd tries to look away, to focus on anything else, but her eyes keep drifting back to you, drawn like a magnet.

Almost in slow motion, Syd watches you turn and look around at the crowd when your eyes lock.

You stare at her, eyes widening slightly, when you turn back towards your group and say something as you get up and start walking in her direction.

Syd's heart is now thumping so loud, she wonders if it's audible. Her brain goes into overdrive, trying to figure out what she'll say to you once you're within earshot. She doesn't have to think much, however, as you speak first.

“Hey,” you say with a small smile. “Didn’t know you were coming to this one.”

Syd's heart skips a beat at the sound of your voice, familiar and warm. She gathers her senses, putting a smile on her face as she looks up at you, the setting sun casting a soft glow on your features.

"Yeah, I kind of last-minuted it," she replies, trying to keep her tone light. "Didn't expect to see you here either."

As you smile wider, Syd can't help but feel her resolve soften, her irritation and jealousy slowly fading away.

“Same, I didn’t know I was coming til we got here.”

"You uh, here with friends?" she asks, gesturing vaguely towards where you came from.

"Yeah, couple of them," you say, glancing back over your shoulder at the small group you were just sitting with.

Syd follows your gaze, her heart dropping a little when her eyes land on Jen, who's looking over at the two of you with a curious expression on her face.

She looks back at you, feeling the weight of the situation settling on her shoulders.

You start biting your lip, a nervous habit of yours that always endeared Syd.

“So, um…are you guys, like, doing anything after this? Cause Johnny saw you and he was talking about how he was wondering what you were up to, so if you were free, maybe we could all go grab pizza or ice cream or something?”

Her mood instantly lifts, realizing you were asking her to hang out, albeit in a group setting, but it’s a start.

Syd lets out a small chuckle as you continue to nervously ramble, her heart warming at your adorableness. She glances behind her to her friends, who are all watching the interaction with sly smirks on their faces.

She raises an eyebrow at them, silently telling them to play along, before turning back to you with a smile.

"Yeah, we're free," she says, keeping her cool composure. "Pizza sounds great."

“Cool, talk to you after the movie then.”

You start walking back to your friends as Syd follows you with her eyes, wishing the movie would hurry up and start already.

The next couple hours drag on, Syd's impatience growing by the minute. As the credits roll, she shoots up from her blanket and gathers her things, her friends watching her with amused grins.

"What's the rush?" one of them teases, but Syd just rolls her eyes.

"Oh, shut up," she snaps, but they can see the excitement in her eyes.

As they approach your group, Syd tries to calm her racing heart, putting on her best casual demeanor.

“Hey,” Syd starts before she’s lifted into the most suffocating hug she’s ever experienced. It’s over as quick as it started and she’s back on her feet when she realizes who was responsible for the attack.

Johnny is smiling as big as Syd’s ever seen when you smack him upside the back of the head.

“Sorry about that, he’s still learning about personal boundaries.”

Syd couldn’t care less, just being in your presence made anything tolerable.

“So, there’s a good spot not far from here, not sure if you guys drove but there’s a couple empty spots with us if you need.”

You looked at her expectantly, hoping against all odds that she would take you up on your not so subtle offer.

Syd swears the heavens split open and the stars aligned at that very moment. She rode with Marcus there but his girlfriend showed up late so their car was over capacity by one person.

“That works perfectly actually, Marcus just booted me from the carpool so I can ride with you.”

Maybe Syd shouldn’t have been so eager to spend time with you, her healing journey and all that, but she feels lighter than she has in a very long time and doesn’t feel like stopping that feeling anytime soon.

She hears Marcus behind her start to defend himself, but she’s following you to your car before he can finish.

When your group gets to your car, Syd suddenly remembers Jen’s presence and that she’ll have to sit in the back.

As soon as she starts reaching for the back door, you stop her.

“You can ride shotgun, leave the lovebirds in the back.”

It’s not until that moment that Syd sees Johnny and Jen holding hands, his other arm wrapped around her.

The gears in her head start turning at lightning speed as she moves to sit in the front. If Johnny and Jen are together, then that means…

Syd shakes her mind of those thoughts and decides to circle back later. The car ride is filled with comfortable chatter and Syd's eyes keep drifting to you as you drive. She takes this opportunity to steal glances at you, wanting to admire your profile up close. She feels like a teenager all over again, giddy with nerves and anticipation.

Upon arrival, you all settle into a booth and tables pushed together, Syd sitting right next to you, trying to act like she’s not painfully aware of your every move.

The conversation flows easily, everyone contributing, but the only one Syd is paying attention to is you. She tries to control the urge to look at you constantly, but her eyes keep betraying her, darting to you whenever she thinks it’s safe.

You finally catch her eyes and it’s like everyone else fades away.

Syd feels a grin start to creep up her face and looks down to cover it when you quickly pinch the inside of her knee.

“Don’t hide your smile. Please.”

Heat creeps up her neck at that, it’s been so long since the two of you have been this close to each other that it feels like the first time all over again.

She looks up at you, her cheeks now tinged with a faint blush, and she's almost embarrassed at how easy it is for you to read her.

Trying and failing to come up with a witty comeback, anything to break the tension, all that comes out of her mouth is a soft exhale.

"You're impossible," she says, her tone more fond than annoyed.

You spend the rest of dinner catching up amongst yourselves, completely ignoring your friends, to the surprise of no one.

She talks about therapy and the restaurant, you tell her about work and explain the dynamics of your friend group, telling her how Johnny and Jen started dating soon after the concert you took her to.

Her mouth is wide open as you explain the timeline, and she can’t stop herself from bringing up the day at the farmer’s market.

“So when we ran into each other…”

“They’d been together for months already, me and Jen were there as friends. I was gonna explain it to you, but then you ran off and a DM didn’t seem like a great place to have that conversation.”

Syd could facepalm herself, all this time, she was in her feelings for no reason, and had possibly wasted time getting to know you again.

You could see the shame on her face and interlocked your pinkie fingers under the table, breaking her out of her trance.

“Penny for your thoughts?”

Syd gazed upon your face with so much affection, committing every inch of your face to memory.

“Just glad to be sitting here with you. Again.”

You smiled at that. “Ditto.”

When the owners come over to let you guys know they’ll be closing soon, you look up at the clock and see how much time has passed.

Realizing that it’s time to start saying goodbyes, Syd looks at you with such sad eyes that you have to tear your eyes away or you’ll scare her off.

Once outside, your bigger group splits off into their original cliques, and Syd feels a weight settle in her stomach, knowing that this is the end of the night, the end of this moment she’s shared with you. She watches as you say goodbye to her friends and feels a pang of sadness that she’s the last person left.

She looks at you, still feeling the same electric current flow that’s always been between you, only this time it’s different. It feels like there’s something more, something deeper, and Syd wants to break it wide open but she has no idea how.

You reach a hand out towards her, fingers grazing her hip, and Syd feels it down to her toes. She’s desperate to lean into you, to close the distance, but she’s frozen, unsure of what will happen if she lets herself give in.

You break the silence before she can make a move.

Exhaling shakily, you whisper, “Let me take you home. I’m not ready to let you go yet.”

Syd's heart soars at your words, the idea of spending more time with you is all she could’ve hoped for.

“Yeah,” she whispers back, the word coming out like a breath she’d been holding, and she welcomes the butterflies fluttering wildly in her stomach.

The two of you, along with Johnny and Jen, pile into your car and you make quick work of dropping the two of them off at their apartment.

You take your sweet time getting to Syd’s, savoring every second you have with her. The two of you talk about everything and nothing, just enjoying each other’s presence, like no time has passed.

Pulling into a spot in front of her building, you turn the engine off and shuffle in your seat, feeling her eyes on you.

Turning to face her, you see her lean against the headrest and smile.

“This was the best night I’ve had in a long time.”

"Me too," you respond, your voice low and soft.

The words hang in the air, suspended between the two of you, and Syd's heart is pounding so hard she's certain you can hear it over the romantic music you queued up for the drive.

She wants to say more, wants to pour all the emotions she's been holding in since the night started, but she’s afraid of shattering the delicate atmosphere between you.

It becomes a competition to see who’ll break first, both of you itching to reach for the other but being afraid of the consequences.

For a few moments that feel like hours, you sit in silence, the only sound being the faint hum of the AC in the car. Syd’s looking at your profile, taking in every detail of your face, the way your lashes cast shadows on your cheeks, how your bottom lip looks soft and inviting. Without thinking, she starts to lean in, pulled towards you like a magnet.

You lean in the rest of the way, meeting her in the middle and as your lips meld together, Syd feels like someone just lit a match inside her chest.

She melts into you, the tension and fear of the night melting away, replaced by a feeling of rightness.

The kiss starts off slow, your mouths moving together in a familiar rhythm, and your hands move to cup her cheeks as hers make their way to the back of your neck.

Soon after, it deepens, your tongues tangling together, and Syd forgets everything else outside of this moment, outside of your touch. She feels a desperate need to be close to you, to feel your body against hers, and she moves closer as her fingers dig into the flesh of your shoulders.

The two of you settle into a heated rhythm, reacquainting yourselves with each other, careful not to go too far and ruin the moment.

That goes out the window when you feel Syd moan into your mouth, setting you off and making you realize that you need more, now.

You push her back into her chair, and right as she whines from the loss of contact, you climb into her lap.

She looks up at you with lust filled eyes as you lean in close to her, and right before your lips touch, you yank her seat lever so she’s lying almost flat on her back.

Kissing your way down her neck, you continue down her chest, to her stomach and stop at her waistband.

You settle yourself on the floor in front of her, pull the bar underneath her chair, and push her back so you have more room between her thighs.

You’re aware that you did all that without asking explicit permission from Syd, but when you look up at her with your head laying against her stomach, the look in her eyes tells you everything you need to know.

Even still, you’d never do anything without her explicit consent, so in the most steady voice you can manage at the moment, you ask her.

“Is this okay, baby?”

The pet name caused warmth to instantly bloom in her chest, it’s been ages since you called her that and she missed it more than she realized.

It takes her a moment to respond, so overwhelmed by the mix of arousal and affection coursing through her, but when she does, you swear it’s the sweetest thing you’ve ever heard.

"Yes," she whispers, her voice breathless and tinged with need. "Yes, this is okay."

She looks down at you, her eyes dark with desire, and a small shiver runs through her at the sight of you on your knees in front of her, looking up at her like she hung the moon.

Syd lets out a shaky exhale, her head falling back against the seat as your lips brush over her skin, leaving a trail of heat in their wake. You can feel her body responding to your touch, every kiss sending waves of pleasure coursing through her.

You take your time, teasing and nipping at her skin, savoring the taste of her on your lips. It’s been almost a year since the last time you’ve had her like this, and you’ll be damned if you don’t enjoy the moment.

You take a moment to look up at Syd, her head thrown back, her eyes closed, and the sight of her lost in pleasure makes your own arousal burn even hotter.

You start to mouth at her through her jeans, feeling the heat and the dampness even through the thick denim. Syd gasps, her hips lifting off the seat, and she moans your name like a prayer.

You lean back a little, admiring the way she looks underneath you, like a goddess ready to be worshipped.

You reach up with one hand and grab her chin, making her look down and meet your gaze.

“Say please,” you demand, your voice low and gravelly.

Syd gasps as you order her to beg, the raw heat in your voice sending a jolt of arousal through her.

“Please,” she moans, her breathing ragged. “Please, please, please…”

She’s desperate, her body taut with anticipation, and all she can think about is your touch, your lips, your tongue, anything to alleviate the ache that’s building within her.

Satisfied with her response, you decide to give her a little more and move to unbutton her pants. Dragging your fingertips along her waistband, you make direct eye contact the entire time you undo the button, then the zipper, finally sliding your hands up the backs of her thighs to her ass to lift her up.

Syd shudders at the sensation of your touch, the feel of your rough hands on her thighs making her even more desperate for you.

She watches as you lift her hips, helping you slide her jeans off to reveal a scrap of baby blue fabric with a growing damp spot. Her cheeks are flushed, and she feels incredibly exposed, but the hunger in your eyes makes her feel desired in a way she's never experienced before.

“This all for me?”

You bite your lip, slipping a finger under the waistband of her underwear and letting it snap against her skin, mouth watering at your new view.

“Yes, all for you,” Syd responds, her words coming out in a breathy gasp. She’s shivering at the touch of your finger against her skin, the feeling of her underwear sticking to her making her squirm.

“You’re all I’ve been thinking of lately,” she confesses, her eyes locking with yours. “There’s no one else but you.”

Her words cut through your arousal, and your heart swells. You know the work it took her to get to this point, admitting that out loud, to you of all people. Pride overtakes any other emotion at the moment, and you just smile at her.

You keep looking up at her, eyes bouncing between her own, a possessive feeling starting to make itself at home in your chest.

"You're mine, aren't you?"

The words fall out of your mouth before you can even stop them.

Syd feels a thrill go through her body at the implications of that statement, at the way you're staking your claim.

"Yes," she whispers, biting her lip, "I'm all yours."

You groan at her response, biting the top of your enemy and dragging it down her legs with your teeth.

Now that the last barrier is out of the way, you make your way back up her thighs again, nipping and sucking along your path.

You spread her thighs as wide as she can handle, finally seeing the results of your teasing all evening.

Syd is absolutely dripping, her clit puffy and ripe for the taking. You lean in and nose through her curls first, not wanting to miss out on a single inch of her.

“You’re so perfect, baby. You have no idea what you do to me, do you?”

You lean in and finally give her what she’s been waiting for.

Sticking your tongue out as far as you can, you lick from her entrance to her perfect little bud, feeling it twitch for you. She throws her head back against the seat as a whine rips its way out of her throat, in shock this is actually happening.

Syd clutches the seat in an attempt to ground herself, wanting to stretch this moment out for as long as possible.

Groaning at her taste, you throw her thighs over your shoulders and start to suck on her clit, loving the sounds it pulls from her.

Hearing muffled noises, you pull away from Syd’s sweetness and see that she’s thrown her arm over her face in an attempt to quiet herself.

You immediately reach for her hand and interlock your fingers with hers, pulling her hand towards the back of your head and settling her there.

“I’ve waited so long for this, angel, I'm going to hear you.”

Immediately, you dive back in, and she moans, both at your words and the sensation of your tongue inside of her.

You start spelling your name, and the orchestra of sounds it creates starts to make you the most devout person on earth. You don’t know how you survived these past months without this, but you vow to never go through it again.

Slipping your free hand up her taut stomach, you push up her shirt and pull her bra down, freeing her nipples for your enjoyment.

You start pinching her left one, rolling it between your pointer finger and thumb as you feel it harden, smiling to yourself.

“Yes, baby, please, that feels so good!”

Syd starts thrusting against your face, and you can tell she’s close.

Her moans are unrestrained, filling the air, and it's the most beautiful sound you've ever heard. She’s completely lost in the sensations you're invoking in her, and you feel a sense of satisfaction at the fact that only you can make her feel this way.

"I'm gonna..." she gasps out, unable to finish the sentence.

"I know," you respond, your voice hoarse with need. "Just let go, baby. I've got you."

And with those words, Syd's body tenses and then snaps like a rubber band, undone by the overwhelming force of her pleasure.

She arches off the seat, her body trembling, her mouth open in a cry of ecstasy, and she's so beautiful in her release that you're almost unable to believe that this is real, that she's real, that this moment is happening.

After what feels like hours, Syd slowly comes back down from her high, her breathing ragged and uneven. Her body still trembles occasionally from the aftershocks as you guide her through them, cleaning her up with your tongue.

You press a soft kiss against her hip, slowly making your way up her body, leaving a trail of kisses in your wake.

Once you’re face to face, you see how blown her pupils are, and a lazy smile stretches across her mouth.

You capture her lips, letting her taste herself on your tongue, and she lets out a satisfied groan.

The two of you switch spots, you laying on the seat and Syd curling up on your chest, kissing and whispering sweet nothings to each other as Chappell Roan croons in the background, knee deep in the passenger seat, and you’re eating me out…

After a while, you both settle into a comfortable silence, fingers intertwined as you let the events of the night wash over you.

You’re aware that one of you has to speak eventually, because as mind blowing as that was, a conversation is very necessary.

Syd decides to be the one to approach the subject this time, feeling confident enough to talk about these kinds of things with you now.

She clears her throat, and you snap out of your thoughts.

You look down at her, your expression expectant.

Syd takes a deep breath before speaking, clearly gathering her thoughts.

"Can I ask you something?" she says, her voice still raspy from her earlier moans.

"Of course," you respond, your tone gentle. "You can ask me anything."

Syd hesitates for a moment, and you can see the gears turning in her head.

She lifts her head up to look at you in the eyes, and you’re struck by how beautiful she looks, even with sweat still lingering on her skin.

"Where do we go from here?" she asks, her voice soft.

“Cause we can’t go back to how things were before, obviously, and we shouldn’t anyways, I treated you terribly, and,” she starts rambling and you just lay there for a second, taking her all in. This is the Sydney I know, you chuckled to yourself, it was good to see she hadn’t completely changed.

As she keeps going, you grab one of her hands and kiss her knuckles, exactly how you did on the night you first met.

You hadn’t meant to interrupt her, simply wanting to physically touch her, but her breath catches in her throat regardless and she stares at you with those perfect pools of brown.

After it’s clear she’s lost her train of thought, you answer her original question as simply as you can.

"Syd," you say, your voice soft, but firm enough to let her know you’re serious.

"Let's take this one day at a time, okay?" you add, your free hand coming up to tuck a loose braid behind her ear.

Syd nods, taking a moment to compose herself before responding.

"Yeah, you're right," she says, her voice sounding a bit shaky. "One day at a time."

She pauses for a moment before letting out a huff of air. "I just... I don't want to screw this up, you know?"

“You deserve the world and I was stupid to act how I did before, but I swear on everything I love that it’ll never happen again. You mean too much to me to ever let you go.”

She takes a deep breath and closes her eyes, tears brimming when she reopens them.

“I’m so sorry for everything. It should have never taken me this long to realize that you’re the best thing that’s ever happened to me, and I’ll spend the rest of my life making it up to you, if you’ll let me.”

She’s seconds away from breaking down into tears, but she needs to get this all off her chest, needs to make sure you understand.

“It’s you, it’s always been you, it’ll always be you. There’s no one else for me.”

Your heart aches as you listen to Syd pour out her feelings. The sincerity and regret in her voice are palpable, and you feel your own emotions welling up in response.

You reach out and cup her face tenderly, your thumb brushing away a tear that has escaped.

"Syd..." you say her name like a plea, your voice thick with emotion.

"You have no idea how much I want to believe you," you tell her, your voice trembling. "But you hurt me really bad. To be honest, you broke my heart."

Now it’s your turn to pump the brakes a bit. Initiating car sex was not on your agenda when you offered to drop her off, and you feel bad that you’re now bringing up her past mistakes, but it’s something that needs to be said.

Syd takes a deep breath, bracing herself for what's to come. She knows that she deserves to hear whatever you have to say.

"You’re right," she whispers, her voice cracking. "You’re absolutely right. I was stupid and selfish and careless and I know it'll take a lot more than just words to make up for it."

She looks away, her expression full of guilt. "But I'm willing to do whatever it takes. I want to be better for you. And for myself."

"Syd, I can't just forgive and forget just like that," you tell her, your voice weary but not unkind. "What you did affected me a lot, and it's going to take some time for me to fully trust you again."

She nods, her eyes downcast. "I know," she says softly. "And I completely understand. I wouldn't expect you to just sweep everything I've done under the rug. I know I have a lot of work to do to earn your trust back."

You squeeze her hand gently, a small gesture of reassurance. "But I do want to try," you say, your voice becoming softer. "I want to give you a chance to prove to me that you mean what you say."

Syd looks up at you, her eyes wide with hope. "You do?" she asks, her voice barely above a whisper.

"Yes," you say, a small smile tugging at the corner of your mouth. "I believe in second chances, Syd. And I never stopped loving you, so I'm willing to give this another shot."

Your confession hits Syd like a ton of bricks.

“You…love me?”

You almost look embarrassed, not wanting that to be the way you tell her for the first time.

Deciding to lay all your cards out there, no more reason to hide, you gaze into her eyes and smile.

“Obviously, Sydney, you think I’d have put up with all your bullshit if I didn’t?”

Your attempt at lifting the mood doesn’t go unnoticed, but Syd is still staring at you like you’re something made of magic, ready to disappear if she makes a sudden move.

Her eyes search your face for any hint of a joke, something to show her that you don’t mean what you just said.

When she doesn’t find anything, she crashes her lips against yours, letting her tears finally fall.

“I love you too,” she whispers into your mouth, and you taste the salt in her confession. “I love you, I love you, I love you.”

Your heart skips a beat, the words she whispers against you feeling like a balm on your wounded heart.

As she repeats her confession, you can hear the raw emotion in her voice, the weight of her feelings and regret behind each repetition. It's as if the dam holding back her feelings has finally burst, and the truth is flowing out in a rush, unhindered.

You pull her closer, your arms encircling her tightly as you return her kiss with just as much fervor, your tongue seeking hers in a desperate attempt to convey the depth of your emotions.

Pulling back after a few minutes, you lean your forehead against Syd’s as you both attempt to catch your breath, hearts pounding in sync.

“Fuck. That is not how I thought my day was gonna go.” You laugh at the situation, yourself, the fact that Syd is still pantsless (you send out a little thanks to your past self for deciding to tint all your windows).

“Seriously,” Syd agrees. Her smile fades as she looks at you, opening her mouth to ask you a question.

“Speaking of, how’s your tomorrow night looking?” She’s eager to start fixing her mistakes as soon as possible, hoping that you’ll let her.

“I’ve got dinner with some of the girls,” Syd’s face drops a little at that, quickly recovering, “but I might be free this weekend.”

A grin threatens to split Syd’s face in half, and you can’t help but mirror her.

“Think you can pencil me in? I’ll do anything you want, even watch one of those scary movies you’re constantly talking about.”

Syd is actually such a baby when it comes to horror movies, so you know she means business.

“Sounds like a plan, no take backs though, I’m planning a whole marathon now.”

You both giggle and lean in to each other, communicating without words.

The energy between the two of you is electric, crackling with the possibility of something new and wonderful. You start to believe that all the hurt and pain is a thing of the past, and that a brighter future lies ahead.

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yay!!! that is it for our lovers in this universe, happy ending cause I’m a true sucker for romance (-‘: thank you all for reading, let me know your thoughts!

[gempantheon]

Either tumblr is lying to me. Or it's only showing HALF of what I got rn.

[commandertartarsmoocher]

can I be honest with you:3 tartars pole looks so gnawable thank you for listening:3

You know what, you are absolutely correct.

In general I think I could eat the telephone in its entirety... Every piece of metal having it's own unique flavor profile... And there's a turquoise dipping sauce for free too!

Mmmh... Delicious!

[the sound of teeth being obliterated can be heard in the background]

[all-with-angel]

Thankyou soooooo much my dear anons! 💕💕 I adore the support and ideas you guys have thus, I have been sooo excited to write this one out!! I've been so giddy to get to this one, its been on my mind for foreeever 😩

Drama, drama, lots of confrontation hehehehe👀

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[starrie-eyed]

in reference to the "why do you follow me?" reblog -

you're totally my type, so of course I'd want you popping up on my timeline. And (respectfully) your lips are really pretty (am 24)

aw thanks anon!! my mouths really good at lots of things ദ്ദി ˉ͈̀꒳ˉ͈́ )✧

[tgtbata]

Did you ever got into succession? I think you mentioned it a while ago (but negatively?) it’s honestly great and kenrome is insane

haha no, haven't watched it any further yet! and yeah i said the dialogue didn't speak to me when i watched parts of the first episode. it's on my to watch list, though, and i'm willing to give it another chance!

[creepychippy]

*kicks Door open*

Guess who got another Artwork Idea for Lee!Hifumi?- +w+

[snogfairy]

Hi! I'm in my Gomens feels and need to share! Have you listened to My Confession by Josh Groban yet?? If not, absolutely don't listen to it while thinking abt Zira coming back from Heaven and confessing his mistakes and his love to Crolwey, on his knees, and looking at (his) Demon like Crowley is the only one who can give him forgiveness (aka looking at him like God). 😭

ok nonnie I listened to this bc of you and 1 how dare u and 2 thank you it's now on my go playlist. if I may offer a song in return: Someone You Love by Tina Dico

[tsnbrainrot]

@ anon who recced me ‘heard from your mother (she don’t recognize you)’ …. i am nine chapters in and i am OBSESSED with it already !!! thank you so much for that, i really needed something like this sink my teeth into 🙏🏻💗🥰🫶🏻

[lostusagis]

@aki-hi-ko asked:

♦

(sksksk i know there haven't been many interactions between our muses but still-- 👉👈)

Send me a "♦" for the first word my muse thinks of when your muse is mentioned.

'''The first word I'd think of is 'pathetic.' to be honest.'' He didn't even hesitate to speak so harshly regarding the other, Kamui never really cared for people's opinions on him anyway. ''He's so easy to beat in a fight! For someone who's supposed to be a Yato....''

''I'd ask for another fight if I was bored enough, but he'd probably hold out on me again and let me win quicker this time. I honestly hope he dies in a ditch somewhere. I don't really have any interest in him as a person, or as an opponent. He's pathetic. He always will be in my eyes.''

''Hmmm........ I guess maybe 'Weird' would come to mind when he's mentioned. He doesn't seem like a bad guy.....'' Kagura hums in thought, trying to figure out her opinion on the guy.

''He seems really nice, but I really want to mess with him. The guy is really helpful though, I give him that! So, it'd be cool to hang around him if we become friends.''

[curiositysavesthecat]

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[eloquentspeeches]

i started watching blue eye samurai after i saw you post about it a while back. this show rocks. i’m excited to watch more :)

OOOO!! <333

I'm SO glad you got a chance to watch it, it's a really good show with beautiful symbolism and narrative. I'm not sure what episode you are on so I won't say anything except that episode 6 is my favorite for all the fight scenes.

it did get renewed for a second season if you haven't heard about that yet that I'm also looking forward too >:3c