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First part of spooky season special !!!

*•.¸♡ Lover’s Imagines #2 ♡¸.•* (gender neutral)

“ TICKLES AND SHRIEKS ”

➳ when it doesn’t go to plan

     ✧ word count : 896

Once again fear found you. It spoke to you in its cackling voice, telling your legs to go weak, stomach to lurch and heart to ache. You clutch their arm tighter, drawing yourself closer to the comforting warmth.

“Are you scared?” They chuckle at you, jabbing your forehead. You grumble, swatting at their hand. “You know watching a movie requires you to actually look at the screen, nothing’s happening.”

“No.” You state and screw your eyes tighter.

“I promise, I’m not kidding this time.”

“That’s what you said la-” You cut yourself off, when a shrill scream rings from the TV followed by a sickening crunch. “See…” You whine, “can’t trust anyone.”

“Wow.” They gently pry you off their arm, “Look a- no…” They hold you firmly in front of them when you dive for their arm again. “Look at me…nothing is gonna happen, you can trust me,” They think a bit before smirking, “and if I’m wrong you can…” They move in closer, their breath fanning over your face, “…punish me however you want.”

You allow them to draw you closer, they slightly hesitate - giving you an option to pull out.

Lips only brush teasingly.

You pull back, placing a precautionary hand on their chest. You smile smugly to yourself, as you watch their face contort from blissful pleasure to confusion.

“Huh?” They blink their eyes slowly at your smug form. “W-what!”

You arrange yourself next to them on the bed, adjusting the laptop that had fallen off their lap.

“Babe…baby…my lil’ cherub…” They whine, nuzzling your side dramatically.

“What the fuck…stop, y-you’ll knock over the laptop!” You exclaim, shoving their leeching form, but it’s useless, their like an octopus trapping your with their tenticles.

“You’re such a tease.” They pout, tugging you closer and resting their head on the crevice of your neck. “I’m bored…entertain me please.” Their muffled words tickle your neck but you refuse to shiver.

You are steel.

You are impenetrable.

You are…shrieking as nimble hands attack your sides… “You disappointment.” You bitterly think.

Your body contorts into impossible shapes, as you lash out on the bed. Your partner’s evil cackle harmonises with your howls. “S-sto- I give up…I give up…y-you win…” You pant harshly, laying defeated in the mess of the covers.

Only when you resettle your racing mind, you realise your position.

Your partner smirks down at you, huffing out a small laugh when they see the realisation in your eyes.“This ok?” They gentle caress your cheek.

“Yeah.” You smile up softly, “the laptop, wh-”

“Shhh…don’t ruin the moment.” They lean in closer. “It’s fine…I figured the movie wasn’t doing anything for us.”

Your voices are now hushed whispers, becoming softer and softer as they draw closer. “This was all part of my plan.” They falter, cursing at how they exposed themselves, when you sit up abruptly.

“Plan! So you got me scared on purpose!” You playfully glare at them.

“Yes…” They reply hesitantly.

“Do go on, what does this plan entail?” You smile sweetly at them as they become bashful.

“Well you see. Um…You- I…do I have to?”

“Please.” You already have an idea but you want to hear them say it.

“I picked a movie that I watched in advance, so I wouldn’t be scared and so you’d use me as protection. Then I’d swoop in and make you swoon but then I forgot we ain’t like that.” They smile sheepishly at you.

“Well I appreciate the thought…but if you ever do that again, I will leave you without any type of affection for a week.”

“A week…No! ” They whine, diving at your lap.

“ You give me no reason but to be this harsh. And you said I could punish you.”

“No. I said that in the context of the movie. You’re just being a meanie.” They poke they head up from your lap, sticking their tongue out at you.

The duality will never stop amusing you.

“Seeing as your plan has failed. What should we do then?” You absentmindedly play with their hair.

“I had an idea but someone decided to mess it up.”

“Your idea was sex…” You bite back your laugh.

“No…that part was improvised.” Their defensive reply comes. “You can keep playing with my hair…that feels so good.”

So that’s what you do, drifting off so some faraway place. It’s not until you hear their soft snores that you realise how long you’ve been doing this. Oh, how you wished your phone was in reaching distance so you could take some blackmail pictures.

A chilling creak, makes you jump. You berate yourself, it was just the wind, sometimes it made the doors open or close. At least you hoped it was…

You jump again, jostling your serene partner, when the creak resonates again, this time louder and longer.

A gust of wind barrows through the room, making goosebumps prickle on your skin. The door shuts with an echoing thud.

You whimper quietly, as your partner now wide alert, stares at the door.

“Please tell me this is part of your plan.” You whisper as you both stare at the door.

A shadow flutters past. The silhouette of a woman, with impeccable posture, and flowing gowns.

You clutch at the arm of your equally frightened partner - though you were frightened for different reasons as you’d soon come to learn.

“Fuck. ”

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Guysss… I’m so sorry for not posting for like a month. Sixth Form is no joke already and chemistry is sucking the life force out if me…

But enough about me, more about this imagine! This is the first part of The Spooky Season Special - a mini story for Halloween.

I can’t wait to keep posting, as this is like a stress reliever.

Have fun imagining. 💖

(pssssst…here’s part two !!!)

[planettel]

*•.¸♡ Lover’s Imagines #3 ♡¸.•* (gender neutral)

“SILVER AND ICE”

➳ some things are meant to be forgotten

    ✧ word count : 1117

(pssssst...go read part one !!! ^^^)

"Babe...whatever happens..." They take a deep breath, staring intensly into your eyes. "Just don't freak out ok?" They spring up from the bed, sprinting to the wall length mirrors on the other side of the room.

"Well that's too late!" You exclaim, grabbing at their arms to not avail. "What the fuck are you doing!" You start to edge yourself to the end of the bed, "G-get back he- Woah!"

You tumble off the bed head first when the room gives a stomach turning lurch. Chills wrack up and down your body with no mercy, leaving you in a skittish state. It feels like all your body's warm suddenly drained, so much that even the normally freezing floors left you feeling indifferent.

Curled up forgotten on the floor you claw at the boards...

Only to realise your hands weren't even moving.

Frosted over with small ice crystals, turning your flesh the colours of a haunting picture of a winter landscape. The frost spreading around you, crawling slowly up the blanket of the bed. Turning the once smooth folds into to sharp jagged edges.

You hear them curse loudly before, chanting in a alien language. Their intonation grating against you ears.

You can't see or feel anything, just the world tilting on it's axis...

There's muffled voices above you, like youre slowly drowning under water!

Blurs.

That's the first thing you see. Streaks of silvers and blues. You gasp for air, clawing at your throat. Air! You needed air!

"Breathe...that's it. Just like that baby." You recognise the soft voice cooing. Taking deep gulping breaths, you feel warmth under your palms and your body tingles pleasantly. "That's it, keep taking those deep breaths for me."

When your eyes finally focus, you see your partner gazing at you concerned, your hands cradled in their's.

Their calloused fingers, wipe at the tears leaking through your eyes.

Only, for you to start hoarsely, gasp when you notice the small drops of red, dancing down their fingers.

"I'm so sorry! I'll never do that again without telling you!" They pull you into a bone crushing hug, nuzzling your head into their chest.

A powerful presence makes your stomach lurch again, and you whimper into the comfort of your lover's chest.

"Stop...you're hurting them."

"Well this would've been easily avoidable if someone had warned me."

"Since when do you visit me!"

"Oh, so it's now a crime for a mother to visit their child! Woe is me...grow up!"

The harsh tone make you tremble at the sheer power and weight their words hold.

"Tone your power down. It's too much! It's fine, your safe...just keep breathing for me." They're gentle coos, calm you down again and you dare turning around to face the intuder - no their mum!

"You have a mum! Wait- of...of course you have a-a mum...I-" You struggle to get the words out, your jaw felt like lead and your throat felt like it had just endured a eternity of being scratched with sand paper.

"No. She's only calling herself that now." They snarl in disgust, cradlkng you tighter. "Move back! Do you not see how you're affecting them!"

"Child look at me." The order is simple and muttered nonchalantly, however you find a charge of energy shooting through your body and you turn your head robotically.

She was hauntingly beautiful, full of sharp edges and prominent features. She looked like she knew the answers to old age questions, but that was impossible. As not one wrinkle marked her face.

"Don't you dare use magic in them again!" They bark, sharply turning your head back to face them. Their eyes are narrowed, silver hair is disarray-

Silver hair...

"Your hair, wha-why is it silver?"

"No reason."

"A side affect if not using your magic for a while." The 'mother' perched herself ont the edge of the bed, "There's no point in hiding. I am simply put mother, your...lover's mentor and creator. No I didn't abandon them and they're making it out to be. We are part of the family of witches and warlocks. Yes we do magic and yes we're immortal." She simply stares, eyes shimmering with glee when they see your shocked face.

"Wh- I don't understand...why did you never tell me?" You turn to face the forlorn face of your partner. Their shoulders hunched, as the fist the bed sheets.

"Yes, do tell." Mother, sniggers, gently caressing a stand of your hair.

Your partner ferociously bats their hand away.

Their shoulders shake roughly and you go to place a soothing hand. They suddenly look up, eyes glowing a dangerous red. The magic from the eyes makes your head pulse. Smoke, drifts up, the gentle whispers, teasing the nostrils of your nose.

The world tilts on its axis once more and you want to scream up, but it's like your voice has been chained up.

Blurs.

That's the first thing you see. A weird sense of deja vu overcomes you.

You bolt up, finding yourself wrapped in a cocoon of blankets. Everything seems to be normal, except for the missing mirrors on the wall and your partner.

As if hearing the confused signals from your brain, they waltz in the room carrying a tray of food. Their hair noticeably shimmers silver in the moonlight.

"wha-" You clear your throat thoroughly. Why did your jaw feel like lead and your throat feel like it had been scratched with snad paper for eternity? "Your hair...why-why is it silver?"

Your partner settles the tray down carefully on the bedside table before clambering up on the bed. "Oh! It was gonna be a surprise for today but you knocked out before I started." They snigger at your confused expression. "You're so cute when you sleep~" They tease.

Picking up a turgid grape, they prompt it into your mouth. You allow yourself to be carried away from the rhythmic motions.

"When did I fall asleep...what day is it?"

"You fell asleep about three hours ago and I just didn't have the heart to wake you up." They cradle you in their arms.

This was weird, they were incredibly more touchy, each action punctuated with a lingering caress or a chaste peck. "Are you OK?"

"Of course!" They smile reassuringly at you, one hand gently massaging at your shoulders. "And it's officially the first of November."

"Oh...ok." You reply quietly, still a bit disorientated. "Anything interesting happen, apart from you dying your hair." Reaching forward, you go to grab a grape, but they take it out of your hand popping it in their's.

You pout as they chew thoughtfully.

"Nope...not that I know of." They shrug, but you can't ignore the glint in their eye.

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And so we conclude the spooky season special...oooo

Sorry that there wasn't much affection, and the timing seemed a bit rushed. I literally wrote this on 3 hours of sleep, oxygen and adrenaline.

Anyways...let me stop exposing myself hee hee...

Have fun imagining and I hope you guys have a good Halloween!!!

[planettel]

Reblog if you still love this show <3

[planettel]

I don't think people understand...

This show is great in terms of plot, characters, art style and diversity. Also all the lessons and themes from the show are so relevant even though they're shown in an alternate universe.

Ughh... I could spew about kipo all day

Reblog if you already miss Kipo :*(

[planettel]

*•.¸♡ Lover’s Imagines #2 ♡¸.•* (gender neutral)

“ TICKLES AND SHRIEKS ”

➳ when it doesn't go to plan

     ✧ word count : 896

Once again fear found you. It spoke to you in its cackling voice, telling your legs to go weak, stomach to lurch and heart to ache. You clutch their arm tighter, drawing yourself closer to the comforting warmth.

"Are you scared?" They chuckle at you, jabbing your forehead. You grumble, swatting at their hand. "You know watching a movie requires you to actually look at the screen, nothing's happening."

"No." You state and screw your eyes tighter.

"I promise, I'm not kidding this time."

"That's what you said la-" You cut yourself off, when a shrill scream rings from the TV followed by a sickening crunch. "See..." You whine, "can't trust anyone."

"Wow." They gently pry you off their arm, "Look a- no..." They hold you firmly in front of them when you dive for their arm again. "Look at me...nothing is gonna happen, you can trust me," They think a bit before smirking, "and if I'm wrong you can..." They move in closer, their breath fanning over your face, "...punish me however you want."

You allow them to draw you closer, they slightly hesitate - giving you an option to pull out.

Lips only brush teasingly.

You pull back, placing a precautionary hand on their chest. You smile smugly to yourself, as you watch their face contort from blissful pleasure to confusion.

"Huh?" They blink their eyes slowly at your smug form. "W-what!"

You arrange yourself next to them on the bed, adjusting the laptop that had fallen off their lap.

"Babe...baby...my lil' cherub..." They whine, nuzzling your side dramatically.

"What the fuck...stop, y-you'll knock over the laptop!" You exclaim, shoving their leeching form, but it's useless, their like an octopus trapping your with their tenticles.

"You're such a tease." They pout, tugging you closer and resting their head on the crevice of your neck. "I'm bored...entertain me please." Their muffled words tickle your neck but you refuse to shiver.

You are steel.

You are impenetrable.

You are...shrieking as nimble hands attack your sides... "You disappointment." You bitterly think.

Your body contorts into impossible shapes, as you lash out on the bed. Your partner's evil cackle harmonises with your howls. "S-sto- I give up...I give up...y-you win..." You pant harshly, laying defeated in the mess of the covers.

Only when you resettle your racing mind, you realise your position.

Your partner smirks down at you, huffing out a small laugh when they see the realisation in your eyes."This ok?" They gentle caress your cheek.

"Yeah." You smile up softly, "the laptop, wh-"

"Shhh...don't ruin the moment." They lean in closer. "It's fine...I figured the movie wasn't doing anything for us."

Your voices are now hushed whispers, becoming softer and softer as they draw closer. "This was all part of my plan." They falter, cursing at how they exposed themselves, when you sit up abruptly.

"Plan! So you got me scared on purpose!" You playfully glare at them.

"Yes..." They reply hesitantly.

"Do go on, what does this plan entail?" You smile sweetly at them as they become bashful.

"Well you see. Um...You- I...do I have to?"

"Please." You already have an idea but you want to hear them say it.

"I picked a movie that I watched in advance, so I wouldn't be scared and so you'd use me as protection. Then I'd swoop in and make you swoon but then I forgot we ain't like that." They smile sheepishly at you.

"Well I appreciate the thought...but if you ever do that again, I will leave you without any type of affection for a week."

"A week...No! " They whine, diving at your lap.

" You give me no reason but to be this harsh. And you said I could punish you."

"No. I said that in the context of the movie. You're just being a meanie." They poke they head up from your lap, sticking their tongue out at you.

The duality will never stop amusing you.

"Seeing as your plan has failed. What should we do then?" You absentmindedly play with their hair.

"I had an idea but someone decided to mess it up."

"Your idea was sex..." You bite back your laugh.

"No...that part was improvised." Their defensive reply comes. "You can keep playing with my hair...that feels so good."

So that's what you do, drifting off so some faraway place. It's not until you hear their soft snores that you realise how long you've been doing this. Oh, how you wished your phone was in reaching distance so you could take some blackmail pictures.

A chilling creak, makes you jump. You berate yourself, it was just the wind, sometimes it made the doors open or close. At least you hoped it was...

You jump again, jostling your serene partner, when the creak resonates again, this time louder and longer.

A gust of wind barrows through the room, making goosebumps prickle on your skin. The door shuts with an echoing thud.

You whimper quietly, as your partner now wide alert, stares at the door.

"Please tell me this is part of your plan." You whisper as you both stare at the door.

A shadow flutters past. The silhouette of a woman, with impeccable posture, and flowing gowns.

You clutch at the arm of your equally frightened partner - though you were frightened for different reasons as you'd soon come to learn.

"Fuck. "

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Guysss... I'm so sorry for not posting for like a month. Sixth Form is no joke already and chemistry is sucking the life force out if me...

But enough about me, more about this imagine! This is the first part of The Spooky Season Special - a mini story for Halloween.

I can't wait to keep posting, as this is like a stress reliever.

Have fun imagining. 💖

(pssssst...here's part two !!!)

[planettel]

its actually unhealthy how much i love this man

cutie playing with his plane 

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bold of you to assume i’ve ever met god

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Arthur: We had fun, didn't we, Merlin?

Merlin: I've never been more stressed out in my entire life.

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everyone else: which one applies to you

me: yes

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God’s work I tell you. God’s work 

Every day we stray further from god’s light

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women give SO MUCH

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first attempt at digital art 

would this look good on a tote bag ???

also any critiques ??

[planettel]

*•.¸♡ Lover’s Imagines #1 ♡¸.•* (gender neutral)

“ RAINDROPS AND GLEE ”

➳ so many unspoken words

     ✧ word count : 759

For you there’s nothing but an impish glee - the kind that makes your brain feel like it’s on fast forward and there’s no off switch. The kind that makes your body tingle whenever you think of their smile. It's as if there's always a trail of gunpowder in your veins and they have the only match, letting it spark, bringing your soul out to play. 

Which is why you find yourself, gaping at your unannounced best friend as they stand drench from head to toe, clutching a bag, in your doorway. (You are doing summersaults inside though)

“Why are you wet?” Is the first thing you blurt out. “I mean why are you here? It’s so late!” 

They grin at you, presenting you with the bag with a flourish. “I wanted to see you idiot!” 

You gently grab the bag, rolling you eyes at their antics. Only they would appear in the middle of the night and continue to act like nothing extraordinary has happened. You want to scold them so bad - What if they had slipped and injured themselves? What if they were mugged and brutally murdered or kidnapped? Or abducted by aliens? Or-

“Hello? Earth to (name). Anyone home?” They jokingly knock against your head, facing you with a bright smile. One brighter than any of the stars in the night sky. “Stop worrying. I’m here...as long as I can help it, you’ll never have to worry about me.”

You smile silently to yourself at their comforting words, which caused a warm flush to flow through your body, numbing your racing mind. Tender words wish to come tumbling from your mouth but instead you quietly scoff, mumbling out “Yeah, yeah. Get your ass in the shower- you’re dripping all over my floor.”

“Shit! Sorry,” They smile sheepishly and place a quick kiss on your cheek, “Lay my clothes out for me...please.” Your other half pouts dramatically focusing fully on you, as their sock clad feet commit themselves to the familiar dance to the bathroom.

“Cool. Cool. Just hurry u- w-wha-why!” You sputter as wet fabric whips you in the face. “What the fuck!” You exclaim as their cackle resonates from down the hall. 

As soon as you hear the door click shut, you contort yourself in to extreme shapes. Cool. Cool. What were you thinking? And why couldn’t you talk to them normally. 

Tell them, “Because your love is so whole, my missing pieces disappear. Because your touch carries such passion, what was scarred becomes soft once more. Because you are steady and patient, my open wounds have time to seal and vanish. Perhaps that is why they say love is such magic, this gift from the universe, this sweet addiction to the person I was born to find.”

You gag, shaking your body violently. “Stop it! Just focus on hanging out with your friend.”

But, oh do they make it hard. Especially when they come out of the shower the epitome of softness, clad in old pyjamas and the gentle steam. 

You gulp, clutching the bag of crisps tighter to yourself. Heart racing faster than any race horse could imagine. 

“What you wanna watch?” They flop themselves casually on the couch and your brain goes into a stupor. How could someone look so domestic? So right?

You imagine cosy mornings as you both crawl out of bed, still fighting the caress of sleep. Snuggling together on the couch as you watch the weak sun rays slowly stream in. Coming home to each other. Attempting to plan dates only to say ‘fuck it’ and stay in. 

However, you fail to notice how they sit up quickly almost as if they’re berating themselves for being too brash.

“Uh...” You reply intelligently. Kiss them! Kiss them! Your brain chants.

“We don’t have to watch anything,” They twiddle their fingers, ”we could ma- mphh!”

The kiss obliterates every thought. 

For the first time in forever your mind is locked onto the present. The worries of the day evaporate like a summer shower onto a hot car. Drunk on endorphins your only desire is to touch them, to move your hands under them and feel their perfect softness. In moments the soft caress has become more firm, the quickening of breath and a promise of much more to come. 

Reluctantly, you pull away watching as they smiled softly, eyes closed.

You both lean in a little closer, foreheads touching. 

“About time.” 

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Ahhhhh, my first ever post !! I hope whoever reads this enjoys it !! 

I’m a sucker for cute and wholesome moments, so if you are too, don’t be shy bond over it with me.