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PART TWOOOOOO

https://www.tumblr.com/mylifesjustacarousel/762644471317921792/femme-fatale

there is a part two!! <3

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the info we currently have about the new descendants movie… is not great 😭

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me at that shuffle of love short

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me reading my own stories bc goddamn i can write

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Jonathan Bailey on the set of 'Wicked' as Fiyero Tigelaar [x]

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sorry for being inactive i have simply been busy thinking about jonathan bailey as fiyero in wicked

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nick and charlie you are oh so special to me

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hello i am indeed alive (i’m so sorry i only have two days off a week from work 😝) (i’m gonna try to catch up on writing but i’m also trying to avoid burnout)

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i just saw, Ur a fan of rpdr too???? EEEEE whose your favorite queens??? 🥺

hi yessss! my basic answer is trixie and katya, however my true love is jinkx monsoon <3

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#You Know What That Is? Growth

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close enough, welcome back monty finch

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the crow - part II

pairing: monty finch x fem!reader

summary: part two of the crow!

type: angst

CW: swearing, monty kinda trauma dumping ?

WC: 1.3k

part 1 | not proofread!

“None of this even makes sense.”

The long-haired boy, er… bird? Boy? You still weren’t a hundred percent sure what the hell was going on. The boy sat across from you at the kitchen table, after he had found his clothes and gotten dressed, of course, fiddling with the ring on his finger.

“Okay.” You sat up, still trying to process all of the things that you had seen and heard over the past twenty-four hours. “So, you’re telling me that your name is Monty, right? Your name is Monty and you are a bird, who was turned into a human by the crazy lady Esther Finch… then turned back into a bird?”

Monty nodded, his dark brown eyes finally looking up at you. “It’s been a crazy few months, to say the least. A lot of confusing emotions, a lot of heartbreak.”

You glanced over at the window, groaning as you saw the sun starting to peek through the trees. “What’s your plan, Monty? You’re a human… now what?” Monty just shrugged, his eyes darting around the room to avoid yours. “I haven’t really thought that far. I just can’t stay in this house forever. Not anymore. I’ll find somewhere to go, y’know? I’ve done it before, I’ll do it again.”

Your guilt was absolutely eating you up inside as you looked at him. Your heart broke for Monty, he just seemed… lost. Standing up, you grabbed your bag and held it out to him. “Throw some clothes in there, you can stay with me until you figure something out.”

“Are you sure, y/n?” he asked, taking the bag from your hands. You nodded. “My life seems to just be getting weirder and weirder by the second, why not? Hurry up, I wanna go home and take a nap. You kept me up all night.”

Monty quickly got up, making his way upstairs to grab whatever clothes of his that he could find. While you waited, you started to wander around the kitchen. Your eyes landed on the bird cage, which you assumed belonged to Monty. Or, at least used to belong to Monty. He wouldn’t have much use for it in his current state.

He soon made his way back downstairs, wearing a black coat over his sweater and the bag, now filled to the brim, in his hand. “Okay! Um, lead the way.” he said, throwing the bag over his shoulder. “Are you sure?” you asked, “Because you seem to already know your way to my place. You coming to my home is actually the reason we’re in this situation.”

“I’m sure.” He nodded. Monty looked over at you, feeling a pang in his chest. The sassy attitude, the quick wit. He knew it all too well. “Capricorn?”

“I’m sorry, what? How did you know?”

“Astrology never lies.” He followed behind you as you led him outside. You groaned, looking back at him. “Oh god, don’t tell me you believe in astrology. That’s just a load of bullshit that hippies push on you.” Monty rolled his eyes, an almost unnoticeable grin on his face. “Almost three thousand years of patterns can’t be wrong. Plus, if you didn’t have even the slightest bit of interest, you probably wouldn’t even know that you’re a Capricorn.”

“I’m gonna need to you stay quiet for a bit, Monty.”

Monty sat on the floor in front of your couch, quietly watching whatever you had on your TV before you left earlier that morning. You were in your teeny tiny kitchen, cooking up some breakfast. Although, you didn’t really have much of an appetite after what your did to that poor bird, er… Monty? You were still so confused.

“Pancakes, Monty?” you called out, peeking your head out from the doorway. Monty looked up at you, a puzzled look on his face. “A what?” he asked. You took a deep breath, your fingers pressing against your temples. “Right, you’re a bird. Um, are you hungry? I’m making food. You know what? I’ll just make you a plate.” You nodded, turning on your heel and going back to the kitchen.

He got up after a few minutes, taking it upon himself to take a look around your place. There wasn’t too much going on decoration wise, but it was cozy and felt like home. Monty picked up a picture frame, running his finger over the black frame. It was a picture of you and a younger girl who looked similar to you. “That’s my little sister, Daphne.”

Monty almost jumped out of his skin as he quickly set the frame down. You snorted, walking over to the coffee table and setting his plate down. “Didn’t mean to scare you, birdie. Um, I made banana pancakes. I don’t know what you like, so I just put some maple syrup on the side. I’m gonna go lay down, I am exhausted.”

“Wait!” Monty quickly said, his hand reaching out to grab yours. “I’ve, um… Can you just sit with me? I’ve been alone for… a while. I’m not ready for that again.” You slowly nodded, holding back any sarcastic or witty remark you had. “Alright. I guess I’ll take a nap on the couch.” you grumbled, sitting down and pulling down the blanket that was neatly folded on the top of the couch. Monty hesitated before sitting down in front of the coffee table, using his fork to pick at the pancakes.

“Monty, you never really told me much about the whole Esther thing. I mean, not in much detail. What happened?” you asked, curling up in your fuzzy blanket. He froze for a second, not knowing whether to tell you the truth or not. “Um… okay. Esther made me human for a revenge plot. There were these two boys, ghost boys, who she was not fond of, to say the least. She made me to help lure them in.” He took a deep breath, his fingers toying with the fork in his hands. You sat up a bit, putting a hand on his shoulder. “You don’t have to talk about it if it’s a sore spot.”

“No, no. I think you should know the truth. I’ve been quite deceitful since we first met, haven’t I? Anyway, everything was going smoothly until I met… him. Having all of these emotions… it was a lot. I couldn’t do it, and she could tell. I also loved him, but he didn’t feel the same. Esther then deemed me useless and, before I could even process, I was myself again. The worst part was that I remembered everything, y’know? I can remember all of the heartbreak and tragedy like it just happened to me.”

“I’m sorry, Monty.” you whispered, tears threatening to bubble in your eyes. You knew that it couldn’t have been easy being the pet of Esther Finch, but what happened to him was horrible. “Human emotions are awful, I understand. But, that’s all behind you now. You’re starting fresh. I’m here for you, whether I want to be or not. Ya know where I live, so it’d be hard to get rid of you.”

He nodded, finally starting to eat his breakfast. He took small bites, eating like a bird pecking at a snack. You giggled to yourself as you watched him. “If I didn’t know you, I wouldn’t be surprised that you’re actually a bird. You’re like a bird in a human suit.” Monty groaned, setting his fork down. “Is it that obvious? I haven’t done this in a while.”

“Very, birdie. But, don’t worry, I have quite the experience being a human being.” you yawned through your sentence, curling up on the couch with the blanket wrapped around you. “Will you be alright if I fall asleep? I am literally so tired.” Monty looked back at you, a warm smile on his face. “Go ahead. I’m gonna keep enjoying… whatever these are. They’re delicious.”

You sighed, your eyes involuntarily closing. “Pancakes, Monty. They’re pancakes. I’ll, uh, be here. We’ll figure everything out when I wake up, okay? I’m, uh, I’m not leaving you… at least right now. But, if you keep chewing loudly I might throw you out of the window.”

“Sorry!”

a/n: sorry it was a little short, but i’m working on p3!! <3 LOVE YOU ALL MWAH MWAH MWAH!! also if you want to be added to a taglist lmk?

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i have been emotionally wrecked.

i finally got around to starting heartstopper and my heart truly cannot handle it

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i finally got around to starting heartstopper and my heart truly cannot handle it

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i’m finally back on the grind 💪