#In an extraordinary year I’ve been grateful for your extraordinary friendship…. thank you

[little-precious-baby]

This 2020...

First of all, I know most of the people did this many days ago but I thought today was like the best for me to say goodbye to this year.

Not to mention that this year has been very difficult, not only for me but for everyone. A pandemic that brought us many changes of which many are not yet comfortable and is understandable. In my case, in this year I have been able to understand many things, I have suffered and had to face other problems, and of course, I enjoyed important moments with my friends and family. My first decision this year I remember was cutting off my bangs without my parents' permission. I was scolded for weeks, even months and yes, I accept that seeing that picture from the first day of the school year is going to haunt me for a long time but I don't regret what I did. Is not a secret that for many of my irl friends, I'm like a little child that needs attention because if you give me your back, probably I'll be cutting my hair or even doing something worse.

As for emotional and friendship issues... I have to admit that I broke friendships in a non-gentle way, there were also discussions over totally stupid topics and not to mention love issues that simply ended up being a failure—a waste of time, to be honest.

While it hasn't been such an easy year, there's something I still don't even regret doing: coming here to Tumblr. My previous account has many years to created here —probably in 2017— however, at that time I didn't try to search much as I got to do this year and I'm glad I did because I met great people. Sadly I doubt at some point to meet you in person, but I hope you keep in mind that you make my days happier with your comments or just being you. I hope our friendship continues and that you all don't get sick of me so easily. Also, I wish you all the best as I know each of you is talented and has the ability to succeed in your lives. <3

Uh, the paragraphs 👉🏼👈🏼

Also I want you to know that this isn't in an specific order and that I hope you don't feel bad with my words.

💙 - @latte-fairytaekwoon

How can I start this without you rejecting my love? <3 You were one of the first people I decided to approach. I remember reading one or two of your works and just thinking "Wow, she writes very well... I'm going to follow her; it's going to be fun and interesting." I was planning not to talk to you at the beginning, to be honest. My end in mind was just to read what you updated and since you were the third account with content I had decided to follow, I thought it was a good plan. But one thing led to another and I decided to talk to you —which you probably regret since I bother you a lot lmao— and yeah, that's how we met and still talk to each other. I also need to mention that whenever I tried to talk to you about my problems or things that overwhelmed me, you always knew what to say to me even if that included to scold me. You always made me come to my senses. Many times I mentioned to you that you were like a mother to me as you "gave me those vibes" but how can you not? While you don't usually show so much affection through direct words of "I love you" "I care you," I feel them when you advise me. It's going to sound too idk, but I really don't regret to met you, Kitty. This looks like a bible and words repeating over and over again but how to show you that I appreciate, admire and love you if I always try to let you know? At this point if you still think I don't care of you, you are dumb 💖 By the way, it's worth mentioning that you and I have a long path together and you'll continue to be attacked with my love, support and jokes. I love you, mom 😗💙

💖 @winterviolet1

To be honest, I feel bad for not remembering how we started talking... I don't remember if I followed you first or if it was the other way around but hey, let's look on the bright side, it was fun to have met you and come together to always annoy Sofie with Hongjoong gifs <3 I hope we can still be little demons together and please, PLEASE, stop killing me 💀 I love when you send me gifs of Jongho because wow, that boy is definitely a daddy and more when he dances —I refuse to deviate from the subject but he jdudbd— but yeah, he kills me even when he just smiles. My point is that when I see those gifs, I went into a state where my mind goes to places that is better not to mention and I blush because yeah, we talk about my bias isbdkddj and I also frustrate because I find myself unable to return the same treatment to you dkdnskd. Ps: Let me know when we'll be demons again <3

💖 @teeztheflag

Your reactions are idejdindd art I feel shy as I know I never got to create a bond big enough to make you call my friend or that you consider me your friend but hey, it was great to talk to you. <3

Atte: the Slyffindor Girl 💀

💖 @twancingyunhoe

ALLYSSA 🥺 Okay, okay, just mention your name and I'll get in cute mode. I remember following you, yet I hadn't dared talk to you much. The safest thing I'd ever said to you was "Hello! I walk by giving love and support!" for days later asking if you were going to adopt me to have adopted Gabby as my sister 🥺 You're a beautiful person who has such a big, beautiful heart that makes me soft. I know I haven't exchanged many words with you this past month, but I hope that's not going to affect the fact that you're important to me. Thank you for accepting me, giving me love and always being so pretty. <3 kith kith

💖 @tinkerbellwoo

You are such a gift to me diejsndis. Since the first time I knew you, you were very kind and lovely to me. You won a part of my heart with your kindness and yeah, I do remember going to your asks and just "Hey, here is a bunch of love from me to you ❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️ Also I hope we can be friends" kejebskssi. That was like my way to ask to be one of your closer moots because you were just so cool and I wanted to be friends with the wonderful person I saw had interactions with some of my moots. I'm sorry because I have time without actually having a large conversation with you and is completely my fault... I hope this new year will change that and I can talk more to you 🥺💖

💖 @yungidreamer

My older sister :( I'm so happy I had the opportunity to talk to you 👉🏼👈🏼 I still don't forget that you once used the dissapointed card with meeee, your little cute princess angel baby sister. I have cero regrets welcome you into my big, not normal, Tumblr family because yeah, probable we aren't the same but at the same time we are the same, if you know what I mean 👀 I hope we can have more conversations between each other because I know is very interesting to talk to you but at the same time I'm so shy :(

💖 @yunderland / @shangri-woo

How can I began this? Ksbsdusbs First, I need ti be honest. I do have my thirst times and well, I read many of your works in ghost mode 👉🏼👈🏼 I was kinda shy to just idk, interact kdidbdkd. Also I began to see you interact with Amelie and was funny and I began to think "What happens if I do try to be friends with her?" but also "What if she doesn't like how I am? I ccan be a bother some times...". And yeah, I was thinking that for maybe two days until I decided to make a move. I followed you and I said "Hi 👉🏼👈🏼 I saw you talking with Amelie... You seem like a kind and lovely person, mind if I try being friends with you?" skdbsudbdks. I. Will. Not. Regret. Talking. To. You. You are such a good person :( Every time we talk, you are just so attentive that makes me soft. Please, keeo being my friend :( even if you don't consider me as your friend :(

💖 @ursaurora

Well, I don't have that much to say because I just said hi while being in hiatus but hey, I really really like the idea of being friends with you. This doesn't stopped me to wish you a good New Year and hey, why not hoping to have a good relationship between each other? <3

💖 @illicit-roses

Rosa xkenskd you sidjdndid are isbddkdj a ksudkdid baby. Such a beautiful, sweet, kind and big hearted baby. I was also the first one to talk to you and I was the one that began being surprised by your words isbwkdz. Not to mention that I also got shy and touched by your words. In this year, I would love to be more close to youuuuuu <3

💖 @inkigayeo / @woo-san

Vivi, I don't know if you will read this so probably if you do, is because I told you in private kxjsksdnsk. I don't feel like remembering you how I began talking to you because you asked and I already told you that but something I for sure need you to know is that... I'm still very touched by your encouraging words to me. I think our first first conversation was about me being depressed and how I was feeling toward myself, then about my admission test that hey, you did amazing with your words. I remember I cried because yeah, I was anxious but you told me a great advice. And when I didn't do well on that an also began saying sorry to you for not doing well, you gave me anither good words that hey... How not be in love with Vivi? Vivi is just a Queen with a big heart and kindness to give to everyone :(( <3

💖 @atinyedits / @atinywrites

My lovely and beautiful Anrose kdbdkzkzd I remember I began to talk to you after I saw a post of Cottons talking about how you were such a fk rat brat and my first thought was "Hey, I want to be her friend" lol. And guess what? That's what I did isbszlxudbzk I went to your asks and I asked you if you wanted to be my friend and you accepted. We began talking and I began having this love to you idbesldjdbs. But something I do need to make clear is that I didn't thought you will be part of my Tumblr family as my mom kdjdsldudhs I still remember reblogging with an "you are married with Allyssa?! She is my mooooom" and yeah, you were welcome to a natural habit of a family who is thirsty 24/7 for Ateez or each other and yeah, such a triangle live attraction and the foughts you still have with my other mom kdisjsnd. But I hope you feel the love I have for you. Because I do love you and I trust you enough. Don't you remember how I send you photos of my body? I do feel insecure about it and still regret to be being called a Queen but yeah, I trust and love you enough, my Anrose <3

💖 @atiny-ahgase

Gabby, my sweetest sister 🥺🥺🥺🥺🥺🥺🥺🥺🥺 How can I began this? Well... Not to mention that I usually read your interactions with Zad and as I wasn't someone you knew, I was scared to talk to both of you. You because I was mostly shy and for Zad because I thought he was intimidating, funny, right? Well, I'm not sure if I do told you about giving you tons of love and support directly but I do remember adopting Zad as my brother and he telling me he had a sister and my first thought was "Hey, why I can't have a big sister too?" and then I began talking to you and with what I was welcomed? By tons of love and cute gifs of kisses and hugs. You make me feel lovved, Gabby. You are such an angel 🥺 Please, don't stop loving your baby sister Mei <3

💖 @shinyddeonghwa

Omg, omg, omg. I feel bad because I don't even know how I began talking to you T^T I feel bad to admit that I get confused between you and Treasure and ksbsizbdsis I think it was with you that I talked in Portuguese jzusnsks and if not, I'm sorry for the miss understanding ksisjs T^T but something I for sure remember if you trying to dom me and then getting flustered when that didn't worked and it was my time then isnwishsslsns I also need to mention that is always cute everything you do dkdbskzusks even how you talk to me <3 I hope our friendship can last for more time <3

💖 @sansbun & @choisans-dimples

Bun and Cass, the brat in denial 👀😗, the sweetest babies I have met. Two lovely babies that love cats and San. I think my first interaction with the both of you was because of the Tumblr family. Bun, I'm sorry for not talking too much to you. You are such a kind person and I would like to be closer to you in this new year. And for Cass, we talked more in discord but still wasn't that much :( But it was actually funny to see you fighting with Mari, it was cute nsisnslds. I hope both of you know that your auntie loves you so much <3

💖 @galaxteez

ASSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSHHHHHHHHHHHH <3

Our first conversation was something thirsty, I'm 100% sure about that. And how to forget how I always forgot to turn on to be anon siwnsibddk8dn. But I'm still sure you loved to see my asks while me being anon than when it was actually me because mine was just cute, giving tons of love to you when my anon... Well... My anon 😗 I know I have time without having thisty talks with you so maybe this new year will mark the difference 👀 <3

💖 @ateezstanlove

Ndyensiddhsihssjwj here is when my mind is having problems to remember how I actually met everyone and that's making me feel bad skdbwksjzns but something I can be 100% is that I tried really hard every day to make you feel all the love I can give. I still remember when I saw you were on hiatus and thinking about leaving Tumblr. Being honest, I was really sad but hey, you are here now to receive all my love and have those lustful thoughts about Wooyoung's thighs —I saw that, sis 😗. But yeah sksnqisndks. I love you and I hope we can have more time as sisters this year <3

💖 @ateez-little-star

Jas, the beautiful star in the sky 🥺 You were actually my first sister in my Tumblr Family. I still think is funny how I try really hard to baby you but at the end is in the other way, you end baby me skjssksisns 🥺🥺🥺🥺 How can I be more grateful to met you, uh? You always listened to my problems and I do considered a lot your opinions, is very kind to talk to you. I feel always loved when I talk to you. Also not to mention how I felt when during the night you left and when I searched you, you were gone. I was really sad and my first thought was "If she doesn't come back... She will remember me?" ksudisbskd but in days you came back and I was so happy :(( Please don't leave me again, Jas :( You are very soecial to me, my baby sis 🥺💖

💖 @hiatus-kittenmbb

Msisnsiddn MU AUNTIE HERE, EVERYONE. MSIWBSKDJDSBSB I want your love, cuddles, kisses and all the things you can give me and I'll make sure to make you feel the same, with tons of love <3 Not to mention how funny is to talk to you and all the times you told me to bother Kitty mom hahaha such a good and lovely relationship both of you have hahaha. Ps:Don't forget I love you so much, Auntie <3

💖 @hwastreasure

Mia :( I'm sorry because I don't have many things to say but at the same time I don't want you to feel sad about it. I remember I told you I will talk constantly to you and I didn't do it. Please forgive me :(( Can we try again and be closer now? :(

💖 @hongjoong-a-holic

SOFIEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE-.... Oh, no. My mistake. Let me try again. MY LIL LIOOOOOOOOOOOON GRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRR~. I don't have a lot of words how to describe the love and affection I have for you. You were always paying attention to me and giving me love —not to mention that you told me I needed to hug you just because you wanted nsisns and I say no lol— and that's cute sksnsksis. I also want to say that all those times that I do bother you with Blue about gifs of Ateez dancing sexily and those smuts and all that explication of sexuality... I have cero regrets! :D lmao. If you really thought I will say sorry about that, is a nono. I know you love it at the end lmao. But there is something I for sure need to be sorry... I know you were sad about me leaving ti be on hiatus and I still did but baby, I really needed to do it. I promise I'll be back soon. Very soon, just wait for me <3

💖 @hwaberrykiwi

Cam, Cam, Cam, Cam :(( I began to talking to you thanks to Jas that she asked me if I knew you and I said no and she just make me talk to you and guess what? I'm happy she did that because hey, I met an amazing person. And even if we didn't talked that much, something my heart will not forget are the words you told me when I said Uw as going on hiatus. I was really touched, I cried. I really did at the end but yeah. I would love to be more close to such a person with a big big heart <3

💖 @joongieblue

I don't even know how to began this because I think everything I need you to know, you already know it but at the same time I feel like I still need to say a lot :(( I don't want you to feel less as a person anymore... I know you said that way of thinking is because of your depression but baby, try to look at the amazing people who are with you, that cares about how you are and of course you are very important to them. You are very sweet and amazing as a person, let me tell you that I see in you a soft light. A very pure light that needs to shine bright in the sky but the darkness is making her feel like a insuficient and lonely light. Don't worry, things will get better soon. Trust me <3

💖 @seonghwa-is-babie

How can I began this without this looking awkward? 👉🏼👈🏼 I met you thanks to Zad and what I learned is that you were such a good, kind and shy boy but of course I still think you can be very intimidating if you want to. I'm sorry for not having a lot of conversation with you since I met you but I promise I'll try harder to be close to you. Of course, if you don't mind <3

🧡 - @seacottons

How can I began this?... The first time I talked to you, it was me trying to tease you really bad. I can also remember I told you to cald me kitten or something like that at that moment and the next thing we talked was about how I wanted to be adooted by you so bad isnsldks I don't regret doing all what you wanted me to do so you can adopt me because hey, you are amazing, wonderful as my other mom. Talking to you is like a way to calm my insecurities and stress I had during the day. You always giving love to me and even those cute hugs in the head you give or when you are too much sleepy to even type correctly iwjeneid you are such a baby :(( I'm still sorry for the time I called you a rouch, you aren't a bug... You are a beautiful, sweet, kind Queen I have the posibility to call mom. Not to mention that you are also my sweet, cool pumpkin —favorite— mom. Also, I can remember all those times you told me to bother or kick Kitty just because "she need it" dkbsskdjd the time you also wanted to disown me dibedidnzsj Leaving that topic to say cute things I love about you again is that... I'll be forever happy and gratefull with you. You gave me great advice when I needed them the most. You gave me a shoulder and a soft comfortable place to talk about my deep problems, my insomnia, depression, all of that. Thank you, mom. Thank you so much for letting me be part of your life and of course, youre mine. I will not share with Kitty <3

💖 @jongpleasure

My lovely, sweet and innocent twin ^^ lmao, we know we both are like really really twins. Our birthdays are very close, we both are Cancers, have the same bias that we share with each other because damn, he is really nice. But hey, is still very good to know you because you are talented, really really talented. The videos you create are wonderful and I am not saying that just because I know you, they are very good. The same with your fics, are amazing. You are an amazing writer, why you can't see that, uh? Want me to kiss your cheeks and hug you hard till you learn it? If you do want it, you are free to come to me and I'l give ut to you because msidbwks you are my lovely twin that I love so much. Have a great new year, I hope all your problems get resolved and you can noticed how you are talented enough to succeed and that you have friends in here that love you so bad. Kyra, my sweet twin I love so much <3

🕷️🕸️ - @yunhoshoe / @jonghoshoe

Aw, my baby prince Zad :(( The one I can trully see as a baby even when you are such a year younger than me. I want to protect you every time, even when I know I can't do that much virtually... So everytime I need to make me feel that I gave you all the love I can give and hope you can feel all the love I try to give you every time we talk. I'm still sorry for that time I make you feel uncomfortable with my missunderstanding about spiders and all of that... I'm also sorry for that time I send you gifs about dogs when you were scared of them... I'm really sorry, baby. Your big sister is dumb many times but hey, she is also still learning and want to give all she can to you. I hope this new year, we cab still be closer. Who is my little sweet, cute baby prince? Of course, you <3

💖 @xiuminswifeforever

I know we aren't that close, sadly. I follow you on twitter and here and everytime we talk is probably you being horny and wanting to have sex or somethung with your hmm... Is funny to talk to you and I know you told me that you are mostly in twitter and that was why we don't talk that much but hey, I would love to talk more with you. Want to try in this new year? <3

💜 - @yunhoiseyecandy

My sweet angel Violet :(( HoW I can began this? Kdsndid I don't remember very well how I began talking to you... Like I try really hard to remember how I began talking to you and my mind is in blank siwnsksus I'm sorry because of that but at the same time, is the good memories that are important to remember, right? How can I not be feeling grateful with the angel that with some kind words that came from her heart, made me a crying mess because of how touched I was? :(( There are many things I know I will not forget. That time I was feeling low beecause someone was just being very mean with me and you were protective, your kind words when I was just losing my mind and feeling all that pain inside and you helped me release that... For this year, I hope we can still be friends because you are amazing and I don't want to lose you :( <3

💖 @treasure-hwa

I feel really bad if I began saying this but I do want to say the truth and the truth is that I usually get confused between shinnyddeonhwa because you both had/have Hwa in their profiles and I know you both don't even write in the same way but idk, is easily for me to get confused, I'm sorry T^T Changing the subject, I really loved that time when we began talking in Portuguese and Spanish at the same time. Was really funny to even think how everyone would saw that ksjsnskdd Also I am very touched and happy when you roleplay with me... You are very sweet even while roleplaying and that makes me soft in such a way dksbskdid I would like to roleplay again with you, only if you want to any other time 👉🏼👈🏼 Also in this new year, I hope we can still be talking to each other for a long time, sister <3

💖 @cometoceantrenches

Not me being speechless every time I began writing a paragraph kwusnekdid also not me becoming your friend the second you asked me how was the relationship between Cottons and I 👉🏼👈🏼 But look at the good side, we are sisters now and guess what? I noticed how you have a big BIG heart and all the love you can give is just so cute when I receive it or just read it. I hope in this new year we can make new and memorable conversations together. Don't forget you have an special space in my heart <3

🤍 - @vocalyunho

Amelie, my sweet and lovely wife :(( How can I began this? I remember the first time I talked to you. I said your writing skills were amazing and that you were cute and I wanted to try being your friend. Not to mention that two days later I ask you to be my wife dkebdidbdkd But I don't regret that at all. I'm really happy I met you because every time I talk to you, I feel in a safe space... A place I can say how I really feel without being judged... And what do I receive every time I talk my problems out? Sweet words and advice :(( Amelie you are such a good girl, a good advicer and an amazing friend. Thank you so much for letting me be your friend. I know I won something big with your beautiful friendship. Also I know that you have problems and stress but hey, as you said, things hopefully will get better, we just need to be patient and wait. And don't forget that you can come to me everytime you want. I'll be here for you, Amelie. Anlso in this new year, I hope our friendship can grow bigger and yeah, why not trying to create new memories together? Remember you are Yunho of our 2Ho. Love you <3

💖 @sollyho & @ateezinmymind

Well... Maybe this will look like a very short paragraph but... I felt bad at the same time because I don't have that much to say... For sure, I'm happy I met both of you because during our conversations, I can deduce that I can trust you because you are lovely and all of that. What I regret so bad is that during this 2020, I didn't talked that much and that's why I feel bad for not writing something big but please, don't feel that I don't care about you because I do :(( i hope in this new year, we can talk much and maybe be close friends 👉🏼👈🏼

👑 - @barnesbabee

Queen Trixie 👉🏼👈🏼 Well, what I can say is that first, I love your humor keiwbsnd also that everytime you tive your opinion about something, you have valid points. This will sound stupid but I do really like to read when you post something. As I said some days ago in your dm, I really would like to be close to you but at the same time I do feel like that will not occur or will not happen that easily because I am not that cool and well, I don't know, I feel like I would be that kind of person you would dislike easily. Something I promised this year and will keep till this new year is the tonw of love I give to you and the support you need as a powerful queen. <3

💖 @multidreams-and-desires

My baby sis that I love so much, always taking care of me ane telling me how much you love me :(( this year was amazing. Probably our talks are mostly about problems or just giving each other love. I'm happy that I met you because you are always kind and of course you have also those thirsty moments that all our Tumblr family have —that's why we all get along, we are a bunch of people that have Ateez as their weakness lol. Also, I need to mention that in this new year, you need to know that I'll be giving you more love so just wait for me <3

💖 @msmadness99

Seven, my lovely Seven ^^ First of all I need to mention the iconic moment we both noticed we talked in Spanish after months of always talking on English lol. I know some of your insecurities about your writings and I still want to let you know that when I say that your works are amazing, well written and calls the attention easily, I'm being honest and saying that not as your friend, I say that as a fan of your works. I don't know who tells you or makes you feel insecure about them but hey, is amazing. Even those short things you write and don't get me started with Break Out serie siendjdbdkdys Every time you update, you make me have my heart in my throat kduebwdkd You are very talented, don't let others make you think other way. I love you, Seven <3

I think that is all 👉🏼👈🏼

I hope you all receive this new year with a smile and always being positive ❤️

I’m so grateful for your support and love this year. May you have a prosperous, happy and healthy New Year.

May all your dreams come true in 2021! You got this!❤️

[sitp-recs]

(Perfect artwork for Modern Love, by @cambiodipolvere)

Today is the day of one of my favorite people! And I totally resent @tackytigerfic and Starry for almost sharing the same birthday, god the STRESS 😂 Tacky is my first and closest fandom friend. We clicked together so fast and easy that sometimes it feels like I’ve known her all my life, like we’re two dog moms living in the same neighborhood who happen to read fic in their free time. Despite our conflicting time zones and crazy schedules we manage to chat every other day, tagging and sending each other all kinds of stuff, coming together to cry scream about a brilliant fic we’ve just read or shaking our heads in embarrassment at every other unnecessary bullshit post. Tacky’s bright and wise energy uplifts my spirit even on my moody days, and makes me grateful for her friendship and for this fandom life. Okay so this got long and I had to put the rest under the cut:

It’s such a lovely and precious thing, to have someone with whom you can share every single thought that crosses your mind, your scariest, most embarrassing, petty or disturbing idea, without fear of being shamed or judged by it. I trust Tacky with all my heart to hear me out, share a joke or a piece of advice, even on the (rare) occasions when we don’t get the same perspective - that doesn’t happen often when it comes to Drarry, as we are taste twins!

Tacky my darling, you’re such a good person, and such an incredible friend. Thank you for introducing me to this lovely community, for being my safe haven and your unique self, with so many qualities I admire and feel inspired by: kind, witty, earnest, wise, and so very human. I love your humour and empathy, and your chill yet no-nonsense personality; I love your talent and how articulated you are; I love your passion for Drarry, and how you let this emotion inform the way you navigate the fandom and create for it. And god, but you’ve been creating some of the most beautiful content I’ve seen in these recent years! I’m permanently in awe of your ability to write Drarry in any shape, format or length, transforming even the most ordinary moment into an extraordinary and meaningful piece of character or relationship development. You know how you mentioned yesterday that some authors change the way you feel about a ship in a deep, definitive way? Well, you are that author for me. Your works made me fall in love with M-rated contemplative romance, and also allowed me to fall in love with Harry in a way I never thought it was possible before.

Some people - myself included - got to know you through the fun and intriguing A Lick and a Promise, others through the atmospheric and sensitive Modern Love, others through your contemplative and heartbreaking short form. Each story has its merits and purpose, and all of them share a Tacky trademark: the heartkick factor! Your talent has no limits and goes across different genres and tropes, that you explore with a bold twist full of personality and heart. And even more impressive is your consistency at always raising the bar - every new fic of yours becomes an instant fave and makes me think “wow I thought Tacky couldn’t get better yet here we are”. Seeing how your writing evolves as you find your narrative voice is a beautiful and humbling experience, I feel so lucky!

I’m really grateful for being active in the fandom at this moment in time, because that allows me to read and engage with your brilliant work, and to have you as a dear friend. I can’t wait to see what comes out of your beautiful brain next. It was an impossible job choosing a single fic to rec today, so I decided to do a belated Tacky reclist! Naturally these are my personal and biased must-reads, and I urge everyone to go check these beauties right now. Feel free to include your own favorites too, and don’t forget to leave them some appreciation.

Happy happy birthday my darling Tacky! This fandom life wouldn’t be the same without you. I hope you have the amazing day you deserve!

Between the Power Lines (2020, M, 3.2k)

The road trip fic you didn’t know you needed. I got utterly immersed in the heartbreaking quietness of this, feeling like a witness to an ordinary yet poignant love story. Such tender intimacy, such character development, such lovely American aesthetics with barely any dialogue. This is, IMO, the fic that reveals Tacky’s triumph in storytelling.

Even the Night (2020, M, 3.4k)

This fic has a surreal atmosphere, those Midsummer vibes unbelievably sexy and intoxicating linked to the sensorial experience of fumbling together in the night. Masterclass in tension building, a silky and languid dream-like affair.

Aim for my Heart (2021, M, 3.4k) - Harry/Draco/Ron

One of the most sensitive and stunning portraits I’ve ever seen of a poly/triad relationship, this fic packs so much character and longing! It’s a privilege to watch Ron and Draco’s tentative dynamics through the smitten eyes of the one person that loves them like no one else: Harry.

The Long Fall (2021, M, 3.6k)

I can’t even write about this tender domesticity without getting a lump in my throat. Best opening scene I’ve read in years, and a refreshing way to approach both mpreg and parenthood, painfully honest and lovely. This became an immediate comfort read for me, and it’s probably one of the fics I revisit the most.

Mortal Frame (2021, M, 6.6k)

This thrilling, fast-paced spy story left me breathless since the first paragraph, gods what an immersive ride! I’m so here for Drarry on the run, sharp and urgent with danger but mellowed by the silent trust and tender intimacy only Tacky can master. Major bonus points for the brilliant take on the Horcrux hunt plot line!

Last Offices (2020, M, 6.7k)

Oh, this fic 💔 I tend to avoid MCD but there’s something so deeply fascinating about body washing rituals that I caught myself mesmerized by this. I just couldn’t put it down, so emotionally compromised I felt. There’s a sort of strange comfort in the heartbreak of doing one last act of service out of devotion to someone. This fic inspired so many difficult but lovely feelings in me, and one of them was hope. Only Tacky could possibly achieve that!

Our Little Life (2020, M, 7.2k)

Inventive and singular, this story hit me straight on the solar plexus and left me speechless as I saw the (clever, magical and bittersweet) plot unravel. Such a fabulous take on alternate universes and all the angst potential behind it. Come and bask in the yearning melancholia of a short yet intricate and perfectly executed plot.

And One to Play (2019, E, 21k)

What a fun and delightful fic, I can’t have enough of pining Harry losing all sense of propriety when faced with a hot, competent and pragmatic Draco. This has fab dynamics, unhinged protectiveness, even more unhinged attraction between two idiots who can’t keep their hands off each other. A must-read for any Auror partners fan!

A Lick and a Promise (2019, E, 55k)

Hot, BAMF Professors carefully balancing a fuck buddies situation while solving a Hogwarts mystery, do we need anything else? I certainly do not. This fic is so fun and intriguing and immersive, with amazing supportive cast and a delicious get together feat secret shagging and oblivious pining. Love it!

Modern Love (2020, E, 61k)

My favorite read of 2020, this fic is a love letter to Drarry and will always hold a piece of my soul. Sensitive, wistful, tenderly aching and so very romantic, this is a Muggle Draco triumph with a superb Harry, exquisite slow burn and a side of suds comfort. I promise it will be impossible to listen to Bowie again without thinking of this love story.

Bonus: five stunning drabbles!

Something in the Way (2021, T, 119 words)

“Up,” he said, and Draco, sick with love, raised his arms above his head and allowed Potter to slide the jumper on him, big hands stroking it flat over Draco’s stomach until they both shivered.

Stir-Up Sunday (2020, M, 300 words)

“I want you always,” he said, tugging again on the fine curling length of it. “Is it okay to say that?”

Whalebone Arch (2021, M, 722 words)

“Are you still not talking to me?” Draco steered Harry towards the crisps. “Do I have to suck you off in the loo to cheer you up?”

Semiplume (2021, T, 923 words)

“Did you know,” Harry murmured, and he put his arms around Draco, fearless. “I’d be your mate. If you needed a mate, I mean.”

Relic Radiation (2021, M, 927 words)

“You’ll kill me,” Harry said, and Draco turned his face towards the darkened sky, lunar pale, his profile some stupid unearthly thing—a flaring blazar, a supernova—in the light from the kitchen window.

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7. About Bilbo from the POV of...Elrond

We’re over halfway at this point! For the POV of a teacher/mentor, I chose Elrond and set it canonically...after the quest...so yeah...angst ahead!

Reminder: You can make requests on the POVs I have left, and the masterlist can be found here.

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Elrond did not agree with Gandalf’s plans to include the halfling. He couldn’t see much, but he did see that the poor little hobbit’s heart would be forever scarred by this adventure. So he offered Rivendell as refuge in the hopes that Bilbo would stay, and if he did not, then he would know there was a safe place for him to return. It was almost a year before Elrond saw him again.

In the dead of winter just surpassing the latest storm, Bilbo and Gandalf rode up upon the hill. The hobbit looked leaner, more worn, and bore a weight that only comes from loss. He turned his inquisitive gaze to Gandalf, and he knew instantly that this quest did not have a happy ending. A tale for later, no doubt. 

Elrond wasted no time in making sure his guests were warm, well-fed, and comfortable. The plight of the sons of Durin came days later in a violently sorrowful breakdown on the hobbit’s part. It was...disheartening, to say the least. No matter the impressions he left in his short stay, Elrond would never have wished such an ending on Thorin son of Thrain or his heirs. The best he could do was offer his home for the winter to the hobbit and hope that the healing powers of Imladris would work wonders on the still bleeding wounds on Bilbo’s heart.

For many days after, he did not see Master Baggins. Exhausted from his journey and heartache, he slept in late, and when he did emerge, he was rather good at not being found. In fact, there were times Elrond would catch a glimpse of hairy feet rounding the corner, but when he pursued, they were suddenly gone. As if they (and their owner) had disappeared in thin air. At any other time, Elrond would have been suspicious of magic at play, but...well Gandalf had said many a time that hobbits were rather extraordinary. And perhaps, Elrond truly did not feel up to pushing the fragile creature to give up such secrets while in his state. So he carried on, living with the ghost of the hobbit he had known briefly before, and hoping that Bilbo would feel up to rejoining the living soon.

It was one such sunny, yet chilly day that Elrond happened to find the hobbit perusing his library. His brow was furrowed and he was mumbling to himself as he scanned the volumes on the shelf with increasing annoyance.

“Can I help you, Master Baggins?”

The hobbit nearly jumped a foot in the air as he whirled around on Elrond with large eyes.

“No! That is to say, n-no thank you...milord. I was just…You startled me!”

Elrond chuckled at the accusation. “It was unintentional, I assure you.”

The hobbit huffed before slowly turning back to his task. Elrond watched patiently for a time before Bilbo gave up with a sigh and turned back to Elrond with reluctant eyes.

“I can’t find any more books in Westron. I’ve been borrowing and reading them for a time, but I seem to have...run out.”

Elrond looked carefully and noted the dark circles under the hobbit’s eyes, suggesting many sleepless nights have indeed been whiled away with the written word than face the terrors a subconscious mind can conduct.

“If you go up to the next level, there are more books on the history of the First and Second Ages that have a Westron translation.” He pointed out.

Bilbo flashed him a grateful smile turning to go when Elrond stopped him in his tracks.

“Of course, I could just teach you Sindarin.”

When the hobbit turned back there was wariness in his features. Underneath though was the blossoming curiosity and awe he first remembered seeing upon their meeting.

“I…” Bilbo began before cutting off with a huff, his eyes looking pained for a moment. “I believe a certain Company would threaten to disown me if I accepted. Thank you, for the offer though.”

“From everything  you’ve told me about your Company and adventures, I’m not sure if I believe that.” He pushed.

The wariness was stronger now with just a hint of suspicion. For whatever reason, Elrond felt the need to push. Perhaps this small act of sharing his language would free the hobbit from the shadows haunting him.

“Gandalf tells me you have a sharp mind, I would hate to see that wasted on unspoken vows to lost friends.”

Anger swept the face of Bilbo Baggins, and his eyes shone with the gloss of tears. Elrond sighed, afraid he had pushed the little hobbit too far with that one. However, when his gaze settled back on Elrond’s own, the steel of determination had pushed past any other emotions.

“Very well.” He croaked. “If you are so kind as to offer insistently, what respectable hobbit would turn away.”

Elrond chuckled in spite of himself which pulled a small corner of Bilbo’s mouth out of his perpetual frown. They took a seat by the window soaking in the rare show of sun as Elrond grabbed one of their children's books to get started. They hadn’t gotten very far in their lesson, only covering some of the most basic words when Bilbo interrupted him.

“Will it always feel this way?” 

Rather startled by the question, Elrond observed his companion closely.

“I’m no stranger to grief.” Bilbo continued. “It was just so...sudden. What if I can’t recover from this one? Just as my mother couldn’t…”

Elrond reached out and took one of the hobbit’s small hands in his own. 

“As I’m sure you’ve figured, I am also uncomfortably familiar with loss. Every one feels different. It doesn’t mean you loved less or more, just that you loved uniquely. Grief is rather like an arrow at short range. The first strike is painful and can be deadly. Over time though, the distance gets greater and the arrow misses its mark more and more. It still burns when it hits, but those hits become fewer and farther between. I don’t know the struggles you or Belladonna faced, but I can see that your spirit is strong.”

Bilbo released a watery laugh, and when he looked up at Elrond through his tears, his eyes shined brighter than they had in days.

“You answered ‘yes’ and ‘no’ at the same time.” He pointed out wryly.

It took a moment for Elrond to place the reference, and when he did, he couldn’t help laughing.

“I suppose I did.”

Bilbo shook his head, still rather amused.

“Perhaps I should amend myself to simply say, friends tend to make the wound easier to bear.” Elrond corrected with a soft pat to the hand still in his own.

Bilbo smiled shyly. “Then I should consider myself lucky, Mellon Nin (my friend).”

Elrond has lived for thousands of years, and befriended members from all races at some point in his life. However, the friendship of that hobbit in that moment was enough to warm him completely. A feeling he hadn’t experienced in many years. Yet, was brought out by the most unlikely of creatures in the most unlikely of ways. Gandalf was clearly right about the wonder that was hobbits.

“A friendship I will cherish beyond my end, Bilbo Baggins. Ni 'lassui (Thank you).”

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Jahmil French (July 29, 1991 – March 1, 2021)

We worked together on Soundtrack, and every single time you entered the room we all felt it get brighter. You were shiny, magnetic and so so kind. RIP and fly with the angels Jah. – JENNA DEWAN Really hate that this is real. @JahmilFrench you will be missed my friend. Thank you for your talents that pushed me, your energy that kept our little family on @soundtracknetflix glued together. I’m happy I was able to get to know you. Our work together def made an impact on me & You and your Mom felt like family back home. Today and everyday we will remember you and continue to be inspired to live and be great for you. Rest In Peace Jah. – CHRISTINA MILLIAN Honestly been at a loss for words since I heard the news. This doesn’t feel real. Jahmil, was one of the most talented actors I’ve ever worked with. One of the funniest kindest people I ever met. The life of the party, every room he would walk into he would always be dancing and making people laugh and smile. Too many good memories. Thank you Jahmil. Rest In Peace King. – AJ SAUDIN Heartbroken over the loss of our friend Jahmil French. We started on Degrassi the same year and I’ll never forget the day I met him. Jahmil was so full of energy and absolute joy to be around. The video on the last slide is how I always think of him, always dancing. He was such a special person and I’m so grateful for the memories we made. I still can’t believe it. Gone way too soon. He will be so missed by us all. – ANNIE CLARK My heart is so heavy.. Truly one of a kind. Rest In Peace. – CRISTINE PROSPERI I’m sick with the news of Jahmil’s passing. He performed Dave with such sensitivity and thoughtfulness and could make me laugh so easily. It was a pleasure to work with him and he will be missed. This is a real loss. Rest In Peace. – STEFAN BROGREN Jahmil had such talent and charisma that it would have been intimidating were he not also a real gentleman. He would show up to my house-parties with a crew of dancers and they would elevate the mood immediately. When life got messy he would handle himself with grace and levity. He was precocious. And his love for music (and dance) was contagious. He showed me Section 80 by Kendrick Lamar, made me appreciate Drake’s Houston sound… Wish I’d gotten the chance to catch up with him one more time, hear where his mind/dreams were at. – SAM EARLE Jahmil, your talents and energy will never be forgotten. One of the best smiles with the most beautiful soul. Jahmil, you will always be such a bright light in this world. – SARAH FISHER This one really hurts. Jahmil French was a truly kind soul and one of the most talented actors around. He inspired me with his confidence and support from the first day we met and will continue to do so forever. Thank you for everything you gave to this world through both your art and your humanity. Rest In Peace my friend. – CRAIG ARNOLD Much love to the entire Degrassi family on this difficult day. It was a complete honour to write for and work with Jahmil, an incredible actor and talent gone way too soon. – RAMONA BARCKERT An extraordinary talent and a bright light on and off screen. Rest in peace, Jahmil. – MICHAEL GRASSI So sad to hear about the passing of Degrassi cast-member Jahmil French. An endlessly talented & charming performer who was always fun to write for. Last time I saw him, he was nominated for a CSA for his work in the movie Boost and I was certain he was only getting started. RIP. – MATT HUETHER Jahmil was always such a kind person. My heart is heavy for him and his family. Thanks for all the good memories Jahmil, you really had an impact. I’ll cherish all the fun we had dancing at basement parties all those years ago. Still in shock. Jahmil will be missed. He was an integral part of the Degrassi family and certainly a huge part of my degrassi days. He always wanted to make people laugh and smile, a true joy to be around. Rest in Peace. – CHLOE ROSE Rest easy, my friend. Your talent, kindness and shining bright light will never be forgotten. – JESSICA TYLER Wanted to pay my respects to an incredibly kind, funny, and talented individual; Jahmil French. One of the first people I met on Degrassi, he immediately made me feel welcome. He disarmed you with a smile and his confidence and energy was infectious. You’ll be missed, brother. – DYLAN EVERETT Jahmil was one of the most gifted and effortless performers I’ve ever met. His vibrant personality lit up the room. Rest easy my friend. – MUNRO CHAMBERS I am heartbroken to hear about the loss of Jahmil. Jahmil was an extraordinary talent and a bright light on and off the screen. He was a joy to work with on Degrassi: The Next Generation. He brought an authenticity and burst of life to every scene he was in and infused his character ‘Dave’ with an airy lightness. Off screen Jahmil would always make me smile. He will be deeply missed. – LINDA SCHUYLER My heart goes out to the entire Degrassi community., but particularly of course to those who were closest with Jahmil. We have lost one of our own. Jahmil was kind, intelligent, extremely talented, and just a wonderful person. He was also of course an incredible dancer, and since I am the exact opposite we had a running joke that I had taught him all his dance moves. When I would completely ineptly do the Moonwalk, Jahmil would cheer me on, while everyone else would beg me to stop! RIP Jahmil French, your soul and presence are sorely missed. – STEPHEN STOHN A sad day for the Degrassi family. With a heavy heart I thank you for all the times you made me laugh, taught me dance moves, and gave me confidence as Adam. Thinking of all the memories we shared on and off of set. - JORDAN TODOSEY Thinking of Jahmil French & the entire Degrassi family today click here for the full post - LYLE LETTAU This one hurts me deeply. When I found out yesterday I refused to believe it! I wouldn’t except it and to be honest I still don’t quite believe it’s real. I love you and the energy between us was always genuine. Working with you was always a blast and you were always the coolest man in the room. Till we meet again my friend. – CORY LEE Terribly sad to hear about Jahmil’s passing. Whether I was his scene partner, or just a viewer, I was in awe of his sheer talent. A room was brighter because he was in it. A true performer, a great guy and a huge loss. #RestInPeace – JUSTIN KELLY I’m so shocked and saddened to hear this news about Jahmil. Jahmil was and is such a kind, fun loving, hilarious, full of life, hard working and professional person. He was my first real scene partner on a series I got to be a series regular on. I remember the day my agent sent me the casting for Degrassi. It said I would be playing Dave Turners love interest. So the first thing I did was pull up the good ol IMDB machine and find out who Jahmil French was. The same day as my audition a few mere hours later I got the call that the role was mine (pretty rare in this industry) I went in to do my fitting and thats when I met Jahmil, Spencer and AJ for the first time as they played an iconic trio on the show. They were all super friendly and nice to me and made me feel very welcomed to be joining the cast. I was nervous and 15 at the time. Jahmil was the integral glue that held the circle together and its would lead to an amazing friendship that I got to have with Spencer. I had only been slated to do 3 episodes on the show but I believe it was the on screen chemistry Jahmil and I had that lead me to stick around for longer. Jahmil always had a smile on his face. I would come in at 5am for our call to do prep and be so tired, but there he was hanging out in the green room dancing so full of energy and life. Jahmil LOVED dancing and he was really good at it too. And I’d ask him “How do you even have this much energy this early LOL” and he’d just laugh and smile. Any time we went down to block he’d be word perfect on his lines, hit every mark and bring such an amazing professionalism to the set it was mesmerizing to watch. He played every scene with a new beat that always kept it interesting and fresh. Jahmil was and still is such a kind hearted dedicated person who eventually really went on to flourish in his career and he will be deeply missed. Heaven really gained a new angel today, Rest In Peace and say hey to all the other pals up there. Spencer and I will pour one out for you - ALEXX BENOIT Rest in peace my guy. An amazingly talented actor who had such a presence on and off screen. – DEMETRIUS JOYETTE Jahmil was such a wonderful person to be around. so funny, so charismatic, so talented. and my god he loved his work. I’m devasted. Sending my love to his friends and family. In a year full of grief, it’s hard to comprehend how there can be room for more. And yet. Jahmil French was an incredible person, so full of talent and passion for his work. He lit up a room with his energy and dance moves. An easy smile and a natural charisma. He will be so missed. My heart is broken. I feel strange, announcing these things I wish I had told him more often. Reached out more often. The regret is acute. He deserved his flowers when he was here. I hope he knew how much love & admiration there was for him in this world. – AISLINN PAUL One of the most talented, kind hearted, funny spirits I’ve had the pleasure of building a friendship with. Jahmil is an icon. My love for him runs deep. Jahmil you will always hold such a special place in my heart. Thank you for being one of the most talented, compassionate, kindest, funniest friends I have. You were so loved. I’ll miss our dance offs. #Bhandurner forever. Jah literally won the title of most competitive goofball. What joy he brought to my life and to so many. So grateful for memories and deep convos with you, beautiful angel. Blessed that we got to be part of a big dysfunctional family together. Thank you for sharing your gift with the world. I just hope you knew how loved you were. I learnt so much working with this talented dedicated soul. Please send a prayer for his soul to go directly toward the light. – MELINDA SHANKAR Such a beautiful soul & a light to everyone around him. Rest in Paradise Jahmil. – JOELLE FARROW This moment will live in my mind forever. A beautiful soul, thank you for the years of memories and laughter. You’re a light my brother and I’m so happy we got to experience this crazy life together. I’ll always remember you dancing down the halls of the green room. Rest In Peace. – LUKE BILYK I’m devasted. My man, I swear I was just thinking about you not even a few days ago when I was making my new demo reel, watching all the old Degrassi episodes. So talented. So unbelievably wise beyond your years. You made one of the best times of my life even better. I’m so crushed. I should have called you. I dont deserve to miss you as much as I do now. I would always say my favourite actor on the show was Mr. Jahmil French. I would always watch his parts when going thru Degrassi material to either study my tech or to cut demos or whatever else. Not 4 days ago was I daydreaming about making some kind of new production with all of those talented people. My hearts broken. – DANIEL KELLY Jahmil was always the brightest light in the room. Smiling, dancing and making all of us laugh till we cried. Rest In Peace you beautiful soul. You will be missed… - ALICIA JOSIPOVIC This is absolutely heartbreaking. While I never worked directly with Jahmil on Degrassi, our paths did cross a few times. All you needed was 5 minutes with him to realize what a beautiful, talented, bright soul he was. My sincerest condolences to his family and loved onces. Rest In Peace Jahmil French. – ANA GOLJA Shocked & saddened to hear of Jahmil’s passing. Loss of such a talented and bright soul. Rest in Power cuz, I’ll pour one out for you, am so wishing this was a dream. – JAJUBE MANDIELA I join thousands of people around the world thinking about Jahmil today. A beautiful, joyful person to be on set with, truly intimidating on the dance floor, an all-around wonderful person to have known, gone just way, way too soon. Sending love to everyone who loved him. Jahmil, I hope you feel it too. – CHARLOTTE ARNOLD I didn’t know Jahmil very well, but in the few times we met, he was so explosively kind, charismatic and truly interested and invested in every interaction. I immediately felt accepted and got a sense of the deep compassion that so many others had expressed was within him. The impression I had always stuck with me and from all I have heard he was such a beautiful and loving person, the special kind that makes everything a little lighter. Thank you to everyone who has been sharing stories of their time with him. Sending love to Jahmil and all of you. – ERIC OSBORNE Jahmil was such a special human. A long-time acting student of mine, & my mentee. He was fearless and brilliant in his pursuit, and I’m so sad we won’t get to see more of his gift. I’m so grateful to have crossed paths with him, and I wish him eternal peace. – SALVATORE ANTONIO So sad to hear of Jahmil’s passing. He was so kind and so funny. I’m glad I had the chance to know him. You will be missed. Rest in Power Jahmil. Gone too soon. Will never be forgotten. – TAYSHA FULLER Even though I only worked with Jahmil for a little while he made a truly lasting impression. I remember when I first came back to set as Tori and I was incredibly nervous those first few weeks, but Jahmil was so welcoming and treated me and the other new cast members like we’d been a part of the cast the whole time. If he gave you a compliment or even said something as simple as “it’s so good to see you” you knew he genuinely meant it. It seems like a small thing but it’s hard to find that kind of authentic honesty in most people. He was an incredibly talented actor and always such a positive energy on set, and I’ll remember him for all those vibrant moments. Rest In Peace. – ALEXA STEELE This smile. This spark. This spirit. Jah I am missing you from this earthly plane we all love you. – MEGAN FERGUSON there never seems to be enough time… I don’t know if words can describe someone like Jah. He really was too special for this world. A true artist to his soul. I was lucky to call him my friend. Rest in Peace and Power Angel. you will be so dearly missed. – PAUL JAMES I guess I thought if I refrained from making a post, it would ease some of the pain.. but the more hours that pass, the more it sets in heavier. JAH. Mi familia. My brother. I am crushed. I have believed in you since the moment we met, and it makes me smile to know the feeling was 100% reciprocated. The purest soul. Always himself no matter WHERE he went. It takes courage to be that way you know? To have that strength. From Antigone to degrassi, to LA to NY you had EVERYTHING in you to shine. All the power, all the talent, all the intelligence the drive, the fearlessness. Your smile made me smile. Sweeterman jah, I miss you so much already. – SHANICE BANTON Dance on, old friend -through the clouds. I will see you on the other side. click here for the full post – SHANNON KOOK

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HAPPY NEW YEAR!!!!

HAPPY NEW YEAR EVERYONE!!

I know this year has been absolute shit, but we’ve finally made it. There’s 7 hours left for me but imma publish this now to begin to wrap up 2020.

I’m just gonna take the time to say a little thank you for everything that this year has given me.

Whether you’ve been here since the beginning with the very first chapter of Post Mortem, from the first request, from the first ever reaction, or whether you joined our little family yesterday, thank you for being here. I never would have expected that in 6 short months so much would happen.

I read every single comment and tag that you guys leave and they all make me happier than I can explain. It may only take you three seconds to write and you may never think about it again, but I do. In fact, sometimes when I’m having a bad day, I go back through comments and tags on my fics and it never fails to put a smile on my face and lift my mood. I don’t think you know just how much they mean to me. All of the asks I receive make me so happy, I’m completely blown away that you guys love my work this much and you give and send me so much love I promise to try and give you back just as much if not more.

I don’t usually make resolutions, much less share them, but I did this year, and my goal for 2021 is just to work hard and stay positive. I’m trying harder to look at the good things in life, even when it seems impossible. There’s a lyric in a song called “King” by “Lauren Aquilina” that goes ‘glass half empty, glass half full, well either way you won’t be going thirsty, count your blessings not your flaws’ and that sums up the way I’m trying to change my mindset. Instead of worrying that my glass isn’t full enough, I’m going to focus on how lucky I am to have anything in it at all.

Now for the specific people who have made this year better...

@2-cute-4-school Andra, my first friend, my bubs I honestly don’t even know where to begin. You are kind, patient, non judgemental, funny and so much more that all makes you amazing. You are more incredible than you let yourself believe and I will always be eternally grateful for getting the chance to meet you. I get to call you my friend, and for that, I am the luckiest person alive. I’m deadass about to get too soft for both our likings, so I’m only gonna say one last thing. You feel like so much more than just a moot to me, you are a true, real friend ❤️

@honei-n another one of my closest friends here. Whether it’s having battles about who is more amazing (it’s you) or sending dog pics or pics of our current biases, I will always love you and our friendship. You listen to me with everything I come to you for, and you always make me feel so safe to do so. Not enough people know just how beautiful you are, both inside and out. You always say you’ve done something great to know me, but then I must have done something extraordinary to even be on the same planet as you, much less call you a friend. One day, I will give you that hug! 🤍

@moonchildrenandflowercrowns Lizzie, the support and love you give me never fails to surprise me. You are always there for me, whether I realise that I need someone or not, and there aren’t enough words for me to express how much I love you. I wish you could see how incredible you are and you deserve every bit of love that you put out there, and so much more. I promise to shower you with as much love as you give me, and I hope that people soon see how lovely of a person you are. 💛

@in-my-neofeelings Ash, pretty much the second friend I made on here. I know we don’t talk the way we used to, but I’ve never forgotten you, nor do I think I ever will. Thank you for being you, it’s the best thing in the world. You were so lovely and patient with me when I was struggling and I promise to try and be there for you the way you were for me. I hope that 2021 brings you nothing but good things because you deserve only the best. Thank you for being there anytime anyone needs you. 💚

@rvse-hvvck Ana, possibly the sweetest person on this entire planet. Who knew that a simple invitation to join a collab would allow me to meet someone I now love so much. You always make me smile and put me in a good mood whenever we chat or you pop into my asks. You’re such a positive influence on my life that I’m starting to really wonder what on earth I would do without you. I’m so proud of everything you’ve achieved and how far you’ve come mentally and I hope and pray that you get everything you deserve out of life. 💜

@yourdailydoseofnct Ash... one of my earlier friends on here and someone who is always there for me. We don’t talk often but I always have faith that our friendship is just as strong as it has always been, which is so important to me. Anytime we do start to chat again you’re always so nice and happy to talk about anything and everything. Thank you for being so supportive and I promise to talk more and send you as much support and love as you send me. 🧡

@lebrookestore Brooke, thank you for always listening to me when I rant about work or writing and for always chatting to me with such high energy. You are such a boost of energy for me and I love our chats so much. Thank you for your endless support on my work and I’m so lucky to have someone like you in my life. I cannot wait for all of your works and to see how much you grow through next year. Thank you for being such a good friend to me and for allowing us to grow together and learn from each other. 💖

@danishmiilk Xing-Yi, my crackhead friend who I appreciate so much. All our chats make me smile and our mutual hate for physics will bind us in friendship for a long time. Nothing unites two parties like a common enemy. You’re doing so well, and I’m so happy to watch how far you’re coming, and cannot wait to see you thrive in 2021. Next year let’s chat even more than we do, and unleash the full crackhead within. Thank you for being you. 💙

@m4rshm4llow Grace, my darling friend, I’m so proud of you. You are so incredibly strong and I really thank my lucky stars that I get to know just how strong you are. Thank you for trusting me enough to come to me if you need a chat, and I promise I will always be there for you (maybe a few hours late cause time difference). I really love talking to you, and thank you for entertaining my attempts to learn members names and introducing me to new bands that I would never have even heard of without you. 💝

Thank you for everything,

I love all of you more than words,

Felix xox

[nowat-shesdaylight]

this year has brought many challenges.  but with those challenges i hope that you’ve all realized how wonderful, how strong, how resilient you can really be.  and i hope that with the new year you’re reminded of just how wonderful, how strong, how resilient you are.  this is just a little token of my gratitude for each and every one of you, for inviting me into your fandoms and for allowing me to scream about this princess of sunshine and light and for developing her so much.  i can’t thank you guys enough or let you all know how much that means to me.  if you don’t see yourself on this list and i’m on your follower list, please don’t be upset; i’m scatterbrained, as i’m sure most everyone is due to the chaos this year has brought to us.  && in the same regard, if you have more than one blog and you’re tagged twice, it’s literally because of the same reason.  i am not smart.  but please never forget how much i appreciate you, adore you, and admire you.

                                 so, without further ado, let’s get this thing started.  

𝐌𝐘 𝐋𝐎𝐕𝐄𝐒.   i can’t express how much you guys mean to me, but this is my way of trying to put it into words.

@casanovarogue + others!!  / what can i say that hasn’t already been said?  writing with you for the past almost decade has been so amazing, and i’m so so glad that you’ve become such a close friend of mine.  i’m so so proud to call you my friend!!  your talent is remarkable, as is your passion for all of the muses that you write.  you bring such life into each and every single one of them and the fact that they’re all so different is absolutely extraordinary.  i love you so much dude!!  i’m grateful for you!!

@seesgood / oh.  oh girl.  oh girl.  i can’t even put it into words how much i love you.  you as a person are absolutely extraordinary, and you’re going to do such amazing, phenomenal things, and i’m so excited to see what the world brings for you.   you mean the absolute world to me just as caroline ( and your other muses ) mean to rapunzel, and writing with you is always such a joy i can’t even tell you.  i appreciate you to no end, and you just deserve every ounce of good the world has.

@floatmenow / my love!!!  the work you put into john is such so breathtaking, you really give him the voice and life that he absolutely deserves.  you do him such justice that i’m almost positive you wrote him on the show *eyes*.  i can’t even tell you how much you and your friendship means to me, and how much john & rapunzel means to me, too.  you’re a breath of fresh air, so extremely loved and talented, and i love you to the moon and to saturn.

@klarsynt / i just can’t even tell you how much i love you, and how much i love emil.  you’ve put so much work, and effort, and life into him that he’s become one of my favorite original characters.  the lore you’re created is just so thorough and well written and developed that it’s absolutely inspiring and i really look up to you as a writer.  and you as a person, you’re just an extreme delight, and i love having you in my life.

@salvatoraes /  my almost name twin!!  the friendship we’ve created between stefan and rapunzel has always been one of my absolute favorite things in the world, and i love that we’re bringing justice to the ‘best guy and best girl friend’ trope.  it’s my favorite thing to write with you, and i just love the amount of love you have for stefan.  he deserves you.  and i absolutely adore you, and your writing, and i’m so happy to call you a friend.

@valeure /  rapzilas is by far one of my favorite dynamics in the entire world.  it just takes the unlikely friends trope to a whole other level and you already know that rapunzel would one thousand percent die for silas ( if he’d allow it ).  i just love the way that you can take so many distinct and different characters and write them all so wonderfully, and give them their own individual voices.  to that i have to say is absolutely admirable, and i absolutely positively love you.

@frcznreign + others!! /  i just want you to know how grateful i am for you.  for always checking in, for always being such a lovely person to talk to.  and for being such a wonderful person to write with.  your muses are brought to life because of the way you write them and i can’t tell you enough how much i just love to read what you write, and i love all the dynamics we’ve already made and i can’t wait to write them more!!   i adore you, to the moon and back and back to the moon, both as a person and as a writer.  i’m so, so happy to be able to call you a friend.

@brokenspy /  i can’t even tell you how excited i was to see that you were back.  i’ve missed your depth, and your love of sarah, and just the way that you write in general.  you’re a delight, an extreme source of light, and just as i’m grateful to have you in my life, rapunzel is equally as grateful to have sarah in hers.  the friendship we’ve made between them is so strong and i love that, and i absolutely love how different they are.  writing with you brings me such happiness i can’t even begin to tell you.

@isdeathlystill + others!! / i can’t even express how much i admire you.  you have an abundance of muses, not just on this blog but on others, and they’re all so different.  yet when you write them, you give them their own voice.  you tell their stories in such a way that does them justice, and i’m always in such awe of the way you write, of the muses you write, and how you bring them to life.  and you, as a person, are one of my favorite people in the entire world, and i adore you to absolute bits and pieces.

𝐋𝐈𝐆𝐇𝐓𝐒 𝐎𝐅 𝐌𝐘 𝐋𝐈𝐅𝐄.  i absolutely adore you all!!  writing with you, no matter the frequency, brings me such joy.

@motherlcss / @briillicnt / @leroiloup / @elenaloveablekotsala / @survivingpierce / @spymade / @spynerd / @shotxchaser / @fuckingvictus / @valkirie / @tobeblamed / @headsaves / @anditsxsorrows / @childrenofslumber / @fidelissimi / @wvinterisms / @kolhearted / @stonedgilbert / @nosestealer / @ofblackskies / @ofdamages / @theoriginalbadass / @alma-en-pena / @wiickedmagic / @frxncaise / @fatherly / @halliwellauto / @securcity / @litttlebeast / @maelindas / @olympicfated / @skytcrn / @refinedtragedy / @natshana / @reivcn / 

𝐓𝐇𝐎𝐒𝐄 𝐈 𝐀𝐃𝐌𝐈𝐑𝐄 𝐅𝐑𝐎𝐌 𝐀 𝐃𝐈𝐒𝐓𝐀𝐍𝐂𝐄.  i highkey want you guys to know how much i love you guys, and would absolutely love to write with you in the future.

@thewhippedsalvatxre / @blueletterss / @badasshybridqueen / @cauterisen / @createherself / @detectivexperalta / @enduringlystoic / @eldrblood / @glorywaited / @herheroics / @foilklore / @ladamedemartel / @meternal / @mercyburned / @nosestealer / @ofimaginarybeings / @ressurrectionheired / @takenpeace / @valorshwn / @waterfrd / @soulstcne / @unsnare / @de-stellae / @deificio / @crimestopped /

𝐌𝐘 𝐑𝐏𝐊𝐑𝐔.  ya’ll already know.

@skysplita / @sichpleiga / @redemptioninterlude / @pyrrhicmessiah / @portectorisms / @trustedsecond / @ermitana / @headstrongblake / @damnfoxed / @damnstory / @gonpleiga / @astralsparks / @shcftingpieces / @tormentbled / @damnbrain / @hisagony / @raveniisms​ / 

[fizzyxcustard]

In an extraordinary year, I’ve been grateful for your extraordinary friendship.. thank you!

May this new year bring you new happiness, new golas, new achievements and a lot of new inspirations on your life.

Wishing you a year fully loaded with happiness. Wishing everyday of the new year to be filled with success, happiness and prosperity for you.

Happy New Year. 🎊❤

Thank you so much, my love bug. Happy New Year, darling!

[harleenfleck]

“Alex Day” (Chapter 3)

Arthur Fleck x Original Character (OC)

Summary: Arthur Fleck is a young man who hates his life despite his young age: School is hell, his mother wants to control every aspect of his life, and has a strange condition that is difficult to explain to others, a condition which has caused him all those laughs and blows against him. But one day her luck changes when she meets the new girl in sky-blue shoes on the first day of school. A girl from California.

Warnings: Fluff, Angst, Hurt/Comfort, Drama, Bullying, Friendship/Love, Sadness

Chapter 1, Chapter 2

AO3 (full work)

Notes:  I am very sorry if I have grammatical or spelling errors, English is not my mother tongue!

Enjoy it!

...

Chapter 3: Conversations

A beautiful warmth blossomed on his chest, a new feeling. Just feeling the arms of Alex around him, her hand putting on her neck, causing him to put his head on her shoulder.

He wished he would not ruin that moment with his laughter, but he only heard whispers from her voice, saying that everything was fine.

“It’s okay… It’s okay…”

It didn’t take long for Arthur to calm down; the laugh decided to leave him alone. Arthur could now breathe quietly. However, he still felt a little embarrassed.

“Uh… Alex?”

“Yes, Arthur?”

“I’m sorry…”

“What?” Alex separated his head, but still hugging him. She looked at him, stunned; why was he apologizing to her? “Why do you say you’re sorry? You don’t have to apologize”

“But... It’s just that this. It is very embarrassing for me...”

“But this is not your fault”

“But sometimes... Sometimes I feel like it is...”

Alex’s eyebrows curved over, and the concern was drawn on her face, suddenly feeling so much sadness and pity for Arthur, perhaps that’s why others referred to him as a “freak.”

“Do you want to go somewhere else?”

“Hey... Yes... Sure... Please”

It wasn’t long when Arthur and Alex were sitting on a small bench in the schoolyard.

“This... Well... Doctors keep studying why I have this... This...” Arthur was ashamed to explain his condition to Alex; he considered it a bad thing.

“The laugh?”

“Yes, the laugh... It looks like I’ve had it since I was born, my mom said that. She says it must have been some malformation while she was pregnant. I have to take some medications to control it, but it’s a rare illness, they don’t know what it’s exactly...”

Arthur felt weird, explaining to someone what his condition was, stranger to him than anyone interested in him. Alex only listened intently to everything Arthur told her. Arthur was someone extraordinary; Alex could perceive it.

“This only happens to me when I’m very stressed or focused, even when I’m scared... Well, it happens when I have negative emotions. My mom had to explain to the Principal about this because the teachers didn’t believe me, they already do, but the others don’t... Or maybe they understand, but they misinterpret...”

Arthur stopped explaining. At the moment, he finally expected Alex’s rejection because that’s how always happened with him. For that horrendous laugh. It was the part he hated most about himself.

However, the last thing Alex thought was to reject him. Alex made a retrospective of the day, all the moments she spent with Arthur until that instant.

And without him expecting it, Alex delicately took Arthur’s hand. He trembled with that little touch, feeling her hand, her skin.

“Arthur, I’m so sorry you had to pass this”

“I’m getting used to it”

“But that’s not okay… It’s not okay everyone to treat you like you are someone bad”

“Maybe I am…”

“Arthur… I know this will sound crazy, I haven’t known you for half a day, and I think you’re a good person.”

Arthur felt his heartbeat quickly as he listened to Alex's words.

“You think that?”

“Yeah, I want you to be my friend, Arthur”

At the time, Arthur realized that he could not miss his opportunity, but he still feared so much for Alex.

“But, they, if they see you with me, they could mess with you, and I don’t want that for you. You’re the new girl, and you deserve better friends than I do.”

Alex let out a sarcastic laugh in that instant, laughter that scared Arthur a little.

“Better friends? Today I lunch with some of that “better friends”; they’re avaricious shit. I told them I was from California, and they wanted to know precisely which part; they asked me if my dad had an important job, they even tried to know it if he made a lot of money. I’m not going to stand for fake friends.”

At that moment, Arthur watched her admiringly; she was incredible; she could spot who bad people were and didn’t even let them into her life.

That meant he wasn’t a bad person?

Feeling a little better, Arthur hugged Alex again; she hugged him. Not having had a hug for a long time made him think a lot of things.

For the rest of the day, Alex decided not to change her seat in the classroom, while Arthur smiled from time to time, he finally had a friend.

…

Arthur returned home very animated. He had never happened anything like this, he had never had a friend, and was so grateful to the life of having sent him a special friend.

He opened his apartment door and came in.

"Happy?"

"Hello, mom!"

Arthur almost screamed with joy. Penny left the kitchen to watch her son arrive.

"Happy, look at you, you look very... Oh well, happy."  Penny noticed Arthur's outstanding happiness, if she could, would take a picture of him, Arthur had always been someone sad, and watching him smile was a phenomenon not to be missed

"Oh mom, of course, I'm happy, today was a good day at school." Arthur almost screamed with emotion, couldn't stand it, because he really felt great.

"I told you Happy; I told you were going to have a good day."

"It was more than good! Mom, I have a friend! A real friend, mom!"

"A friend? I'm glad you have a new friend." Penny smiled at her son without showing his teeth, she found it a little strange that Arthur said he had a "real friend."

"Then you tell me about your new friend, help me put the dishes on the table."

"Yes Mom, three dishes?"

"Nah, Charlie's not here."

"Really? Did he go to work or something?"

"No, he made me angry again, he brought back the subject of his wife and his children, and he knows I hate that subject..." Arthur wished he could stop listening, as he hated hearing much of his mother's problems with her boyfriend. Once the two sat at the table, eating some meat with potatoes, Penny put her boyfriend's theme aside, and eventually, Arthur could talk about what had him happy that day.

"Mom, I want to tell you about my friend."

"Oh, of course, your new friend! Tell me about it!" Arthur was ready to tell Penny everything.

"She's a girl, a really pretty girl, her name is Alexandra, but she likes to be called Alex, she's very kind."

"Oh... she's a girl..." The enthusiasm to know of Arthur's new friend ceased when Penny discovered she was a girl.

"Yes, she's one of the happiest people I've ever met, she's got a beautiful smile, and I think she's an angel."

"An angel, we climb this fast"

"Oh Ma, if only you knew, it’s just that I had a... One of my attacks and she helped me. And she is from California mom! You know how much I want to visit California someday, and she's like a little piece of my dream in my life, it's like she-"

"California, this gives me distrust".

Arthur's excitement and smile for telling his mother all about Alex stopped.

"What?"

"That you said to me, she's from California, and that's a very liberal place. I've heard that the women of California are... Well, let's leave it to us that they're very immoral".

Arthur stopped breathing. Why does his mom say that?

"B-but Mom, she's not like that the women you said. She's very nice to me; I don't think-"

"Happy, you just met her today, just wait a few days, and her true nature will come out. Be careful with her; I don't want you to fall into her trap".

He couldn't believe it; he couldn't believe what his mother was saying. And he needed to defend Alex.

"Mom! She's not like…!"

And was interrupted for Penny.

"Oh! Now you're going to say I'm not correct? Are you going to start with that again? Happy, I'm not telling you these things to bother you, you're my son, and I care about you. It would help if you didn't get hurt.”

“But they've all hurt me already. She's different, I can feel it”

"Just because you feel that doesn't mean it's true"

"B-but mom, she-"

Not wanting to hear her son's reasons, Penny decided to stop Arthur.

"I don't want yo be friend that girl".

Arthur was silent for a few seconds, shocked. And instantly, he yelled at his mother aloud.

"Why not? She's the only friend I have, the only one for the first time in years! And you don't want her to be my friend?!"

"Don't raise your voice, boy, is that how you thank everything I do for you? I do everything for you to have a better life so that we can get ahead, leave this crap hole of an apartment, and that's how you pay me?"

Penny's words said to Arthur froze him, like if he had done something wrong like being left in detention or robbing something of a store. Suddenly Arthur felt that tingling in his throat again. Arthur tried to get off the table.

"Not!" Penny yelled to him, "You will stay here."

"B-B-But"

"Stop hiding that, that's part of you."

I don't want this to be a part of me.

The laugh returned. Arthur tried to hide it, but whenever he had an attack in front of Penny, she forced him not to hide his laughter, despite how much he hated his laugh.

After a long and dying minute, Arthur was able to calm down.

"Arthur, I don't know why you do that; you know that condition is yours."

"I hate it."

"Hate it?! But Happy, remember, this condition it's a blessing in your life."

No again with that, please...

"I don't like this; what kind of bless it is?"

"Happy, you always forget everything I tell you. You know God gave you that laugh for a reason, remember what that reason is, Happy? Can you say that reason for Mom?"

Arthur tried never to see his mother with hate because he could never hate her in his life, but situations like that were very wearing for him. With his eyes weeping and still trembling, Arthur said the reason:

"To bring laughter and joy into this fucked up world."

A loud noise. It was a blow, a direct blow to Arthur's hand that was on the table. It was Penny's fist.

Arthur screamed in pain and took his hand to himself.

"What have we said about swearwords, Happy?"

Penny crossed her arms and looked authority at her son.

"Sorry, Ma..."

His hand was still hurting.

"I'm going to go to the store; Charlie left some money before he screws it up again; you want to buy for you that bread you always like it?"

Arthur only stared at his mother. He didn't understand her sometimes. She always criticized him when he said swearwords despite his age, but she told those words out loud. That time, she slammed Alex, his friend, a lot, saying she was probably an immoral woman when Penny was dating a married man.

But there were many things Arthur feared to question her, and he would not, because of the simple fact that she was his mother and should respect her authority.

"Yeah... Thank you, Ma"

"Okay, I'll be back."

And without doing anything else, Penny went for her purse and left the apartment.

Arthur, just at last, went to the couch and dropped on this one.

He just wanted to tell his mom that he had finally got a friend; what's the problem if she was a girl? What's the problem if she came from California?

When Penny gave Arthur orders about how he should behave or make decisions, Arthur followed them blindly, without questioning her.

But this time, it was very different. Too much. And he didn't want to stop being friend with Alex just because his mother made a wrong assumption about her. Arthur firmly believed that the first day was going to be hell and thanks to Alex it was quite the opposite of that.

For the first time, he decided not to follow her mother's order; perhaps he could convince her that Alex is not a bad person in the future.

She definitely isn't.

…

"How was your day today, sweetheart?"

In a completely different atmosphere, full of peace, with some music on a record player with a vinyl, Alex was sitting on the balcony of her house, watching the sunset from afar. She had been distracted by her mother, who came home from work, approaching her daughter, wanting to hear from her.

"Mommy"

Her mother put her hands in Alex’s shoulders, Alex took one of her mother’s hands and stroked her, every time her mom gave to Alex a show of affection, she would receive it

" Was it a good first day? You made new friends, sweetheart?”

Alex smiled at her mother; she took a seat in another chair near to her.

"It was a very rare day mommy, but in the end, it was worth it."

"Really, honey? Why was it worth it?"

Alex smiled again; Alex's smile always gave happiness to others; her family was not going to be the exception.

"Well, after you and Dad left me at school, I walked in, and it's very different from California. The people here seem to be cold, like Gotham".

"Cold?"

"Yes…” Alex played with the braid of her hair, braid that was made after her bath “I tried to find the classroom before, as you said, but I had my pen in my hand, and the ink came out, and it stained my hands. I ran to the women's room to wash my hands, but I don't think they have anything to say the bathrooms are men's or women's."

"Why do you say that?"

"I think I accidentally went into the men's room."

"Oh, Alex!" His mother began to laugh, "How could you confuse that?" Alex started laughing with his mom too.

"I don't know! It just happened! But if I hadn't made a mistake, I wouldn't have met my first friend in Gotham."

"Your first friend? Oh my god, I want to hear this!"

At that instant, Alex's eyes lit up, she tried to hide that, but it was a failure, her mother realized that.

"Well, his name is Arthur, Arthur Fleck... He's a boy... Well..."

"Is he handsome? Look, you blushed."

And Alex took her fingers to one of her cheeks; it was true what his mother was saying.

"N-No, I mean! Yes, I think he's cute, and he-"

"I caught you, girl!”

"Mommy! Let me finish!" Alex almost yelled at her mom a little upset because she wouldn't let her talk.

"Okay, I'm sorry"

"Well... I think he's a good boy, but he's a little sad."

"Sad? Oh, why he's sad?" Her mother's expression of laughter disappeared and instead, one of dismay appeared. Alex didn't know if it was right to talk about it with her mom, but she knew she could trust her.

"Oh mom, I think he's in a lot of problems. When I walked into the bathroom, I heard someone cry, I thought I imagined it, but I didn't. I asked if he needed help, and he opened the door. He tried to hide he was crying front me, but his eyes are red"

"Oh, I hope he'll okay right now."

"I hope it the same thing, but it's not his only problem. He has another... And it's kind of weird. At lunchtime, he had something like a... attack..."

"Attack? Asthma attack?"

"No, a laughing attack"

"Laughing? Oh, he must be a very sympathetic guy!"

Her mother laughed with innocence, but Alex was serious. Her mother decided to remain silent.

"No Mom, he showed me a card; the card said something like, "Forgive my laughter; I have a condition." After his attack he told me about it. Since he was born, he has a condition, something in his brain went wrong, and he has sudden attacks of laughter. It looks like he'd be laughing at a joke or something, but he's actually under a lot of stress."

"Oh my...  Oh, Poor boy."

"But something weird was going on with him, he was asking me sorry for his condition, he said he didn't want to bother me. Many don't want him at school because of his condition, and others make fun of that. He told me he didn't want us to be friends because he was afraid of they'd do the same to me.

"Oh, please tell me you didn't listen to him."

"Of course not! Besides, the others at school are a fucking idiots; they thought I’m coming from L.A. we were rich or something."

"But honey, we-"

"Mom, I don't want fake friendships, I'd rather have a friend like Arthur than have 100 fake friends."

Her mother saw her with great pride. Alex's heart must have been golden. “Oh, Alex, as extraordinary as ever”

“I'd love to have more friends, but I want Arthur to be with them. I want to help him a lot.”

“You could do it, honey, you can help him, as long as you can help someone else try it.”

Alex smiled at his mom again. Again, she thought again of Arthur, and as she did so, she would play again with the tip of her braid.

"Dad is coming to dinner soon?"

"Will you, help me prepare dinner?"

"Of course, I do!"

…

The next day, Alex sat in the same place again, right next to Arthur. She was waiting for him, with happiness. Arthur, when he arrived in class, he tried to get in quickly, unnoticed, but seeing Alex sitting next to his chair made him feel safe.

"Good morning Arthur"

"Morning Alex, ready for your second day?"

"Ready for all the days"

The next few days, they passed normally, at least for Alex, little by little, she began to make more friends in the class, especially with the girls.

Although she was trying to get Arthur to join them, Arthur simply said: "I don't want to bother the others" Alex didn't show to Arthur but sometimes that behavior disappointed her a little. But she'd be patient with him because she really wanted to help Arthur.

Arthur and Alex laughed together between classes, talking about a joke, about how Ms. Joy was getting mad again about nonsense, or they just talked about meaningless things and laughed together again.

Of course, the rest of the class realized that especially the three guys who always bothered Arthur.

"Why is that idiot with her? Are they a couple?"

"I don't think so, I think she just has pity on him."

They saw with annoyance the two of them, especially Arthur

"Poor her when she wants to get him off her"

"I could help her with that" One of them opened her mouth, and her two friends laughed.

"But Jeff, don't you have a girlfriend?"

"So what? Can't I play with that doll?"

All three laughed a little higher.

Arthur realized they laughter and feared that those guys who always bothered him about his condition, they always were making fun of him.

"Is something wrong, Arthur?"

Alex asked when she saw the expression on Arthur's face changed abruptly. Arthur didn't know what to say at those time. Maybe those idiots made fun of them, or they laughed at something else, and maybe he was getting paranoid. Arthur hadn't told Alex about those three guys who always bothered him every time they had the chance.

However, since Alex entered school, they hadn't even crossed their eyes with him, would they finally leave him alone? Or would they be planning something worse?

Arthur looked at Alex, if they were planning something horrible, he couldn't let them hurt her, he had to protect her, he had to protect his best friend.

"I think I forgot the math homework at my house."

"Oh, don't worry, I can help you with that."

"Oh... Thank you, Alex, thank you..."

Yes, Arthur had to protect her from the adversity.

[iya5rt]

Kalopsia Project [Bakugo Katsuki x Reader – Tokyo Ghoul AU]

Chapter 5 – It’s Called a Second Chance, not a Guarantee

Chapter Summary: Catching up with old friends, yet another day at school, and an unexpected ending to a seemingly mundane day.

Kalopsia Project Masterpost

“That’s so wild!! I can’t believe it’s really you, [F/N]-chan! It’s been forever – you look so different!” Ashido exclaimed, having long jumped up from her chair and thrown her arms around you. Middle School friendships really were something else, huh? You hugged her back, giving Kirishima a grateful smile when he noticed Ashido’s strong grip was giving you trouble with holding the tray, and took it from your hand.

“I’ve changed? It’s not me who’s died her hair pink!? It looks so good on you though, oh my gosh!” you giggled with her, moving in to give Kirishima a hug too. When your eyes swept to the other two occupying the table with them, he spoke up.

“Oh, those are Kaminari and Sero! You don’t know them since we only met in high-school but we’ve been hanging out a lot with them since!” he pointed out. You could only assume the blond with a black lightning-shaped streak in his hair was Kaminari (it did, after all, match the meaning of his name), while the black-head, who seemed to be the most regular-looking out of the bunch, was most likely Sero.

The two flashed you a grin with a small wave, and you smiled back at them.

“[L/N] [F/N], though you can just call me [F/N]! It’s nice to meet you! I used to be those two’s classmate in middle-school, though we’ve kinda lost touch since!” You motioned towards Kirishima and Ashido. You heard someone clear their throat, and glanced towards the counter, only to find Bakugo looking at you expectedly. You returned a nervous smile and a thumbs-up.

“Say, how about this? Lemme take your order and do my job, then we can perhaps catch up for a little bit?” You glanced around at the mostly empty cafe. The group of four agreed and you quickly jotted down a few more things, before returning to Midoriya, who also seemed to be constantly glancing up from the coffee he was making.

Just as you opened your mouth however, he put up a hand.

“No need. They come pretty often and always order the same thing, so I have it memorized,” he smiled, tapping his forehead. You nodded wordlessly and watched him, as he went back to work. “So, you know them then?”

You nodded back and he hummed. His eyes then scanned around the cafe quickly, until they landed on Uraraka, as she walked in from outside with a tray of empty cups.

“Uraraka-san?” he called out, and she turned to look at him. “Do you mind taking over the rest of the customers?” She glanced at you, then at the only occupied table inside, noticing the four who seemed to be awaiting your return, and nodded.

“Sure, no problem!” she smiled at you, and was soon on her way yet again. Your eyes were already wide, as you turned to Midoriya.

“Thank you, I...” Though he only laughed.

“Oh, it’s fine. You can talk to them in peace now, don’t let Kacchan bother you. Here-” he put a beautifully decorated hot cocoa (he must have been learning from Todoroki, huh), an iced tea, and a small box of macarons on your tray. “The rest will be ready in a bit but I’ll bring them over, don’t worry about it.”

With one final nod, you set off towards the group. You did briefly wonder if Midoriya also worked as a waiter occasionally. In turn, you began to picture Bakugo as one too. You had to force your laughs down though, lest you would have spilled the drinks.

The next hour or so had been spent catching up on the last 4 years with the two you hadn’t seen or talked with in forever, and getting to know the two you’d never met before. Stories were exchanged about how everyone had first met, how Mina seemed to always be responsible for the group getting into trouble, how everyone had been trying to convince Sero to dye his hair to match the rest of them (turns out – only the streak in Kaminari’s hair was unnatural, as he really was a blond, much like Bakugo). The topic of how you had come to work at Yuuei (and how they hadn’t seen you prior to today, despite being regulars, as confirmed by Midoriya himself) came up once or twice, and you had to lie about just needing a part-time job.

Well, it’s not like you were necessarily lying. Just… omitting some of the truth. Though you were pretty sure this was in everybody’s best interest.

The darkness had already befallen the city, as it was also time for Yuuei to close up shop for the day. Despite Ashido’s nonsensical protests, the four had to leave. They promised they’d be back very soon anyway, so you would have had plenty more time to talk, and perhaps hang out a little later.

“Say, how about this?” Kirishima spoke, just before you closed the door behind him. “We’re going to the arcade tomorrow, since Ashido says she wants to play some games.” The girl exclaimed something about “shooting zombies to death”, though she was a bit too far and her voice came muffled. “Wanna come with us?”

You really wanted to accept but reasoned with yourself. Your shoulder hadn’t healed. You still had the duty of working at Yuuei. And, unfortunately…

“I have class tomorrow...” Your face fell. Kirishima only shrugged.

“It’s cool! We’ll just take you with us next time, yeah? Goodnight, [F/N]-chan! See you soon!” he waved goodbye and headed down the street alongside the other three. You bid them a goodbye for now too, giggling when Ashido’s insistence on walking backwards until you were out of sight had her running into a street lamp on accident. Soon enough, they had turned a corner somewhere in the distance, and you finally closed the door, turning the sign to say ‘Closed’.

The thought of how you’d just slacked off the whole day crossed your mind. Needless to say, Bakugo hadn’t been all too pleased with this…

That night, the short segments from your dream that you could still recall even in the morning brought you joy. They were full of happiness, and smiles, and laughs, and friends.

Your life had taken a sharp but seemingly brief detour into the dangerous and extraordinary. Maybe things were finally going back to normal. Maybe there would have been nothing more for you to worry about.

…

Maybe.

***

The following day, you had found Bakugo waiting for you outside Yuuei in the morning. At your initial surprise he had mumbled that the place was on his way and he knew you were probably going to class today anyway. If anything, you were most surprised by his regular attendance. You had first taken him as the delinquent type, not the type with a perfect attendance score that showed up 20 minutes early to anything. Then again, three years together in high-school had proved you wrong a long time ago.

All throughout, you had taken notice of his sluggish and unfitting movements. He had almost bumped into a sign, crossed at a red light, and fallen face-first on the ground in just the span of 20 minutes. Something was not right. And though it bothered you at first, it didn’t take long for you to figure it out.

“Hey, Bakugo-kun? You alright?” He glanced at you, but his half-lidded eyes returned to his feet before you knew it.

“Nothin’,” he muttered, ushering you to hurry up. At this rate, he might as well have stumbled another two times. So he refused to tell you. How foolish of him to think you wouldn’t notice. Your parents did use to be ghoul investigators, after all.

You were trained in the art of observing ghouls, even if that wasn’t exactly something you could brag about at a sleepover. Or anywhere else, for that matter. Unless you were actually set on becoming an investigator yourself which, considering your recent circumstances, teetered the line between a suicidal mission and a genius calling.

“Is that so...” you grinned and sharply spun around, blocking his path. You probably looked like children goofing around to anyone passing by.  “I would say that you’re probably hungry!” He stiffened in place, but tried to give himself a skeptical look. You didn’t even let him retort anything back though. “After all, I haven’t seen you really go out ever since Friday, and who knows how long it has been since you last fed. Am I right?” you inquired, noticing he refused to look at you anymore.

“That’s not it. Even if it is, what do you care?”

You hummed and moved out of his way, returning to walking absentmindedly beside him. His pace was much easier to match with how much slower his stride was compared to usual.

“It’s alright. I’d say I get what you mean but I obviously don’t. I’m not really scared of you though, if that’s what you’re worried about!”

Bakugo raised a brow.

“Yeah? You didn’t learn anything from the first guy that tried to eat you?”

“Not a thing!” you grinned, playfully bumping into his shoulder, before running on ahead to avoid the oncoming wrath. Not that he could manage much “wrath” in his current state anyway.

***

You were quickly falling back into the mundane rhythm you were used to. After a shared class with Bakugo first thing after your arrival, you had to temporarily part ways. By the time you were ready to head back to Yuuei, the sky was already dimming and any moment now the street lights were likely going to spring to life and illuminate the darkening streets.

People were walking about, all ready to go home and retire for the day. Ah, how great some rest sounded right about now…

However, instead of the grumpy yet surprisingly mellow for today ash blond, who had offhandedly mentioned he would wait for you to return to Yuuei together, a freckled boy with messy green hair stood beside the entrance and kept glancing back and forth between his phone and the halls.

“Midoriya-kun?” You approached the familiar face. “Didn’t think I’d find you here,” you smiled. His face too lit up when he spotted you and he put away his phone.

“There you are. Kacchan-” he stopped when he noticed your scrunched brows, realizing the nickname had likely confused you. And here he was, thinking you were already used to it. “Bakugo – I mean, Bakugo – said he couldn’t make it, so I swung by to pick you up. It’s getting late and we don’t want you getting hurt again!”

Perhaps you should have been more surprised but even from the short time you’d known him, Midoriya had always sounded like such a sincere person. So did he really care for your well-being so much?

“I- thank you! There really was no need though!” You waved your hands. “I can get there by myself, no need to trouble yourself like that!” Midoriya however only shook his head, motioning for the two of you to head out, as he spoke.

“Oh, it’s fine, really. I was in the area anyway. And hey – everyone seems to have taken a liking to you! We just wanna make sure you’re alright.”

You tried to hide the blush that spread to your cheeks.

Less than an hour later, Midoriya dropped you off at Yuuei, though he mentioned he had some other business to take care of and, heading out again, this time with Aizawa in tow, left you at the cafe. You weren’t scheduled to work today, so you took to helping out here and there with preparing the occasional orders (you still weren’t allowed to even touch the coffee as per Bakugo’s orders but hey, anyone could go and fetch a bottle of juice, right?), and washing some dishes.

Closing time came and went, and you did your best to strike up the occasional small conversations with the handful of fellow workers at Yuuei. You didn’t really know most of them and, as it turned out, you hadn’t even met some until today. The atmosphere was a little awkward but you at least felt at ease. None of them were acting hostile or disapproving of you. Which was a great start.

One of those same new acquaintances called you over to one of the tables to help her carry over the many leftover glasses from a particularly large group of middle-schoolers. You cringed upon remembering how loud they had been. Not that you wanted to turn down any customers, but you were more than happy they weren’t piercing your eardrums any longer.

Complying, you brought over a bigger tray and moved as many glasses as you could fit (and physically still carry) onto it. As you were about to turn around however, you noticed the girl’s head perk up, as if she was sniffing around for something.

Oh, does she have a strong sense of smell like Bakugo-kun? Does that mean Midoriya-kun and Aizawa-san are back?

Someone stormed past outside, though the blinds were closed so only their silhouette was actually visible, and stopped at the door.

Not long after, it was roughly opened, making the small bell chime to warn everyone inside of the new “customer”. Of course, that proved to be unnecessary, as all eyes were already glued to where the figure was going to emerge from any moment now. It was already so late, the place was closed, and that could only mean one thing – it was one of Yuuei’s “special customers”.

Meaning, this was a ghoul that was either too weak or afraid to hunt their own food, so they came to Aizawa, who provided them with what they needed.

You half-considered hiding in a back room to avoid being seen. It should have been okay though. You were going to have to meet all those special customers sooner or later anyway.

As the door opened, a faint mumbling came from outside.

“I can’t believe them. Curse them. Curse both of them, that human and that goddamn ghoul. To think I’d have to stoop this low. Me? This is ridiculous.”

A pair of sunken eyes with unhealthy eye bags scanned around the room. He was keeping his head low, as if ashamed to be seen, yet looking for help. His hair was messy, clothes dirty and skin covered in cuts and bruises. His movements were slow, reminding you of how Bakugo had been acting all morning.

But as his eyes darted anywhere and everywhere, they finally landed on you. At first, he had no plans of sparing you even a second glance – perhaps it wasn’t you he had been looking for.

But they lingered for just a second. And then that second became longer. You stared back. Suddenly, your heart all but stopped.

A pair of light blue eyes. Deep, yet lost and distraught. Almost like he was there but simultaneously wasn’t. His face had once used to be soft and his mouth hadn’t formed anything other than a smile for a while after you had first met him.

But it had been a smile that didn’t quite reach those distant eyes of his.

That’s what you once thought.

The tray dropped and the glasses shattered to countless pieces on the ground.

Your eyes widened, the breath hitching in your throat. You took a step back, only to be met with the cold wall.

Shit.

Shit.

SHIT.

In an instant, a pair of cold hands wrapped tightly around your throat. Suddenly it wasn’t the breath hitching in your throat that was the biggest problem. It was its inability to even reach there in the first place. He leaned closer to you, baring a crooked sneer.

“Who would’ve thought,” he said in a low voice, though every word dripped with hate and a morbid satisfaction. “To run into you here of all places.”

His grip loosened just enough for you to open one teary eye. He wanted you to see how happy he was. How overjoyed he was at this chance presenting itself to him just like that.

“Everything. Everything that has happened to me. It is all your fault.” His eyes changed. The blue hues were replaced by the familiar black and red. Just like last time. “And I don’t let people who wrong me go unpunished.”

No.

This wasn’t supposed to happen.

Was this what your second chance was going to come down to?

You were faced with him. He was going to kill you.

Monoma was here to put an end to your life once more.

But perhaps this time you weren’t going to be quite as lucky.

***

[CLASSIFIED INFORMATION]

Protocol K78152112

Subject #24

Real Name: N/A

Background: CCG Investigator mortally wounded in battle; officially classified as dead on arrival.

Results: Numerous mutations; change in size; loss of rational thought.

The subject’s skin hardened as desired, though it led to difficulty in moving. Subject was still responsive, but quickly deteriorated.

(scribbled in pen) This guy stayed pretty obedient. Should try and figure out how to replicate that.

***

Author’s Note: Haha, I feel like a mess. Anyway, hope that cliffhanger has you on edge! Come to think about it, if you consider the arcs of Tokyo Ghoul, maybe this scene wasn’t nearly as surprising, what with it somewhat mirroring Nishiki’s second encounter with Kaneki (when he was with Hide aka the most precious bean in this entire world-)

I digress. I hope you enjoyed the chapter! I would say some of the plot’s picking up next week, so please look forward to it! Thank you so much for reading, please drop your thoughts and predictions in the comments, and I’ll see you again next week! Bye~

(Psst, @afuckingunicornn  @creativedogs  @chims-kookies  - thank you for the support and here is yet another part!)

[softest-cinnamon-roll]

OOOH reddie + 27 (support group AU)

support group au  - AFIOS AU

(if anyone wants this to become a full fic, please please let me know!)

*Click link to read on AO3

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With a huff, Eddie slammed the car door shut, ignoring his father’s encouraging words as he dragged his oxygen tank towards the Community Centre. After weeks of doctors appointments and talks with his parents it had been decided that the best thing for his mental health would be to attend a local support group. Never in Eddie’s eighteen years of life did he want to attend a support group, but now it seemed as though he had no other choice.

You see, when Eddie was five years old, he was diagnosed with a rare type of cancer. Over the years, it had spread into his lungs and therefore caused him to have to carry around an oxygen tank in order for him to breathe. It was a nuisance for sure, but it was better than dying, he supposed.

Which he was eventually going to be. Dead, that is.

That was the whole point of him attending this group. He had been thinking way too much about the possibility of death that his father believed he was depressed. Which he was not, thank you very much. The answer was simple, he had finally reached the ‘acceptance’ stage of the five stages of grief. He knew that he was going to die, it was all just a matter of when.

He stepped inside the building and made his way to the elevator, only to realise that it was occupied. The man, who was in a wheelchair, began to make a motion forward so Eddie could fit in but he shook his head. “It’s okay, I’ll take the stairs,” he smiled and turned around, only to collide with another person. “Oh, sorry!”

The stranger he bumped into put their hands on Eddie’s shoulders to steady them, and Eddie looked up, meeting the dark eyes of a very attractive male. The man’s eyes were glinting, a smirk on his lips as he stepped back, out of Eddie’s personal space, “No problem, sweetheart. It’s all good.”

Eddie felt his cheeks heat up momentarily, but before he could respond to the flirty comment, the guy was heading towards the stairs. As he passed the door, he bumped into the wooden panel of the door, stumbling a little before he composed himself, disappearing up the steps. Eddie felt a smile grace his own lips and he took a few seconds before he followed him, climbing the stairs to the room where the meeting would be taking place.

Chairs were gathered in a circle and most people had already arrived, leaving only a few seats spare. Not wanting to walk too far, and in case he needed to make a quick exit, Eddie sat on the first chair by the door, next to a blonde haired girl and a boy with birds on his t-shirt.

The man from earlier was sitting almost directly across from Eddie, staring at him with a grin on his lips and Eddie had to force himself not to stare back. However it was almost impossible, the man’s eyes were staring so intently that Eddie could feel them. So he did the only thing he could think of, he stared back and raised his eyebrows…almost like a challenge.

Before anything else could happen, the support group leader stood up, clapping his hands and greeting everyone with a quick introduction of himself for the sake of the new members of the group, like Eddie himself. Once he was done rambling, he opened discussion up to the group. “Now who wants to go first?”

Silence.

“I’ll go,” The boy next to Eddie sighed, standing up and Eddie watched as the stranger gave him a thumbs up. Oh, so they knew each other. “Hi, my name is Stan and I’ve got Intraocular melanoma, which is the most common type of eye cancer.” He ran his hands through his hair. “When I was ten I had my right eye removed and replaced with a glass one, and soon I’ll be going into surgery to remove the other one…so after that I’ll just be completely blind. Which sucks but it’s better than the cancer I suppose.” He smiled at the group. “But I’m grateful because I have a great family and amazing friends like Richie here,” he pointed to the stranger and Eddie perked up. “Who really help me out when I need it.”

The leader smiled and leaned forward, “We’re here for you Stan.” His words were repeated by the rest of the support group and Eddie fought the urge to gag at how cliche it all was. His thoughts were interrupted once again by the leader. “How about you, Richie?”

“Me?” Richie laughed nervously, rubbing a hand behind his neck and he stood up, glancing around the room. His eyes met Eddie’s and they lingered there for a few moments before he moved on. “My name is Richie Tozier, I’m nineteen years old and a couple years ago I was diagnosed with osteosarcoma, and as a result I lost my right leg.” Eddie’s eyes widened a little as Richie leaned down and tugged up his pants, showing his prosthetic leg to the group. “I’ve been in remission for six months now and I feel great!” He winked in Eddie’s direction and he ducked his head.

The leader simply smiled and placed his hands on his legs, “Wouldn’t you like to share your fears with the group?”

Richie paused for a moment before he looked back over in Eddie’s direction, meeting his eyes for what felt like the hundredth time that afternoon. “Oblivion.” Eddie couldn’t help but roll his eyes, settling back in his chair as he held back a scoff. “You see, I intend to live an extraordinary life. To be remembered. So yeah, my fear is oblivion, of there being nothing out there after this.” With that, he took a seat, eyes still watching Eddie.

“Okay…” The leader nodded his head. “Does anyone in the group have anything else they want to say to that.”

Against his better judgement, Eddie raised a hand and stood up, “I just want to add that there will come a time when all of us are dead. There was a time before humans and there will be a time after. It could be tomorrow or a million years from now and when it does there will be no-one around to remember President Kennedy or Cleopatra or Mozart never mind any of us. Basically, what I’m trying to say that oblivion is inevitable and if that scares you well…I suggest you ignore it. It’s what everyone else does.”

There was an awkward silence in the room as Eddie returned to his seat and the leader of the group let out a large exhale, “Well…thank you Eddie for that great advice. Anyone else?”

And with that, the group continued.

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When the meeting was over, everyone left the room slowly, some staying to chat with others but Eddie wasn’t one of them. He wanted out of there as quickly as possible. As the fresh air hit him he sucked in as deep of a breath as he could muster, looking around for his dad’s car but sighed when he could see it.

“Hey…” Eddie turned his head around to see the form of Richie approaching him, lips turned up in a smile. He stopped a few feet away from him. “First time at a support group?” He asked.

Eddie nodded his head, lifting a hand to adjust his oxygen, “How can you tell?”

Richie just laughed and leaned against the wall behind him. “What’s your name?” His voice was soft and it almost took Eddie by surprise.

“Eddie.”

“Nah, what’s your full name?” Richie pressed and Eddie stuffed his hands into his jacket pockets, cheeks turning a little red.

“Eddie Kaspbrak…” His voice trailed off as he stared at Richie in confusion. Instead of replying, Richie just stared at him, just like he did back in the support group. “Why…why are you staring at me like that?”

Richie broke into a wide grin, “Because you’re beautiful, and I like to admire beautiful things.”

A scoff passed Eddie’s lips and he turned his head away, “Oh my god.”

“You see, Eddie Kaspbrak, I decided a while ago not to deny myself the simpler pleasures of existence, especially since you so stupidly pointed out, we’re all going to die pretty soon,” Richie grinned cheekily, still staring into Eddie’s very soul.

Eddie just glanced away, rolling his eyes a little as Richie’s words settled in his brain, “I’m flattered really, but I’m not-”

Richie interrupted him with another grin, “Let’s go watch a movie or something. It’s 3pm on a Saturday and I really do not fancy going home this early.”

“I mean- maybe we could sometime this week?” Eddie offered but Richie shook his head.

“No, no I mean right now. Come on,” Richie grinned, reaching into his pocket and pulled out a packet of cigarettes. He pulled one out and popped it between his lips. Just like that, any possibility of forming a friendship with Richie went out the window.

“Ugh, seriously? That’s disgusting!” He spat, crossing his arms. “Do you think that it’s cool or something? Because I can tell you right now that it’s not. It’s so far from cool. You just ruined this whole thing.”

Even though Eddie was seeping with rage, Richie was still smiling at him, cheekily he might add, “The whole thing?”

Eddie glared, letting out a long exhale, “Yes! I mean you had cancer! You survived and yet you decide to give your money away to a cooperation that would help you acquire more cancer! Not being able to breath sucks!”

Richie was still grinning and it was beginning to get on his nerves. “Eds, you know that they don’t actually hurt you unless you light them right?”

Suddenly, all the anger he was feeling melted away and he looked at Richie with confusion in his eyes, “What?”

“I’ve never actually lit one. It’s a metaphor you see. I put the thing that does the killing right between my teeth, but never actually give it the power to kill me. See? Metaphor.” He cleared his throat. “So how about that movie?”

Just at that moment, his dad’s car pulled into the parking lot and he waved in his direction. Eddie now had two choices, go home and lock himself away in his room like he did every other night, or take up Richie on his offer and go see a movie with him. Not wanting to spend another Saturday alone in his room, he smiled and turned to Richie.

“Okay.”

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In addition to our own personal top fics (which you can view here), we asked you all to send us your choices for your fics of the decade and why you loved them. We received so many wonderful submissions, and now want to share them with everybody! In an effort to not make this post too long we’ve edited down the comments that people left us, but everyone had some really lovely things to say, so if anything catches your eye here we really encourage you to take a look at the complete list of comments here.

Without further ado, please enjoy the top fics of the decade as chosen by you, our listeners: 

Submitted by: Cricket

Fic 1: pilgrimage by wolfsupremacist

Info: EXO RPF, Baekhyun/Sehun

Link: https://archiveofourown.org/works/18411497/chapters/43607615

Cricket’s comment: I can't get over all the building in this fic -- the world building, the character building, the relationship building. The main character’s development was like watching a child grow: it's hard to see it happening, but once you reflect on who he became versus who he was, it's so obvious how he changed.

Fic 2: the eye of providence by minhyukwithagun

Info: NCT RPF, Jaehyun/Taeyong

Link: https://archiveofourown.org/works/14981330

Cricket’s comment: I have genuinely never laughed so hard while reading a fic.There were so many little details that the author added that were unnecessary to the overall plot but just made the characters so much more real. You get to learn so much about everyone in such a (relatively) short amount of time.

Fic 3: so collect your scars and wear them well by addandsubtract

Info: Hockey RPF, Connor McDavid/Dylan Strome

Link: https://archiveofourown.org/works/5075128

Cricket’s comment: I feel like this fic changed me as a writer. It touches on such a relatable subject: that feeling of being completely unsure of what you should do with your life when Plan A doesn't work out, and discovering who you are without the thing that you previously thought defined you.

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Submitted by: Claire

Fic 1: The Baffled King and The Idiot Hero by Ellarose C

Info: Hetalia, ?

Link: https://m.fanfiction.net/s/5819880/1/

Claire’s comment: This fic launched 3 of my high school friendships that continue to this day. It's cute and Hallmark levels of unrealistic, and I LOVE it. The overwhelming nostalgia and gratefulness I feel towards this fic (and all of Carrie's work, honestly) still blows me away.

Fic 2: Embers by Vathara

Info: Avatar: The Last Airbender, gen

Link: https://m.fanfiction.net/s/5398503/1/

Claire’s comment: The best, wildest, most comprehensively worldbuilt ATLA fic I have ever read. Tea, dragons, realistic motivations, that ending... perfect. *chef kiss*

Fic 3: Of A Linear Circle (series) by flamethrower

Info: HP, various

Link: https://archiveofourown.org/series/755028

Claire’s comment: I linked the whole series because I simply cannot pick a favorite installment. OaLC focuses on fixing the glaring plot holes in the Wizarding education system, accurately depicting the Founders' Era thanks to copious research, and showing that no one is truly irredeemable (except Voldemort himself, who more than earns it).

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Submitted by: Threepwillow

Fic 1: All the Other Ghosts by rainjoys

Info: Glee, Kurt/Blaine

Link: https://rainjoyswriting.livejournal.com/146587.html

Threepwillow’s comment: All The Other Ghosts and its direct sequel, Grey, are some of the most incredibly original and simultaneously incredibly transformative works of fanfiction I have ever read. The way they masterfully twist elements of canon to fit into the lore of their AU is second only to the profound, revelatory character studies that they've executed. This shit is extraordinary.

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Submitted by: Segs

Fic 1: Hemostuck (series) by roachpatrol and urbanAnchorite

Info: Homestuck, various

Link: https://archiveofourown.org/series/8470

Seg’s comment: THE WORLDBUILDING. THE ARTWORK. THE NARRATIVE VOICE(S). THE INCREDIBLE GRASP ON CHARACTERIZATION. DID I MENTION THE WORLDBUILDING.

Fic 2: transistor by fishcola

Info: Polygon RPF, Brian/Pat

Link: https://archiveofourown.org/works/18760093/chapters/44503969

Seg’s comment: Rips my heart to shreds piece-by-piece and then gently puts it back together in the end. It's another put-these-characters-in-a-darker-setting sort of thing. It is brilliant and beautiful and I love it dearly.

Fic 3: any sign of spring by bluecarrot

Info: Hamilton, Hamilton/Burr

Link: https://archiveofourown.org/works/7523227/chapters/17100376

Seg’s comment: This fic is so dang atmospheric. It feels very physical -- the temperature, the environment, the drawing. It's bittersweet, but ends on the sweet, and I think the sweetness is all the more emphasized for it. Rereading it feels like coming back to a familiar place.

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Submitted by: Ang

Fic 1: Anarchy In The U.K. by Yahtzee

Info: X-Men First Class, Erik/Charles

Link: https://archiveofourown.org/works/673552/chapters/1232410

Ang’s comment: the writing of this one made it so easy to get completely lost in the au while still knowing the characters so well from the source material! super engaging, totally consumed my life for a week

Fic 2: blackjacks running down by back by dangerbears

Info: 1D, Harry/Louis

Link: https://archiveofourown.org/works/499474

Ang’s comment: this is like my comfort blanket fic! every time i reread it (even though i'm not in that fandom anymore), it's still just as funny and cute as it was the very first time i read it - again the au is so easily believable because the characterizations are so familiar.

Fic 3: this city bleeds its aching heart by renne

Info: MCU, Steve/Bucky

Link: https://archiveofourown.org/works/835829

Ang’s comment: unsurprisingly, it's another au that is so easy to fall into! this is another one that i've been consistently rereading since i first read it (in 2015, for this one) because it's my absolute favorite trope with a ship that i'm still very much into!

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Submitted by: Scout

Fic 1: she called it a void by vans88

Info: Star Wars, Finn/Poe/Rey

Link: https://archiveofourown.org/works/5493500

Scout’s comment: Short and powerful and essential to anyone's viewing of the new Star Wars trilogy. Seriously one of the most careful, tender, and graceful queer addendums to a piece of pop culture this decade.

Fic 2: The Love Song of The North American Douchebag by gyzym

Info: Star Trek RPF, Chris/Zach

Link: https://archiveofourown.org/works/852395

Scout’s comment: JESUS FUCKING CHRIST, I HOPE I CAN SWEAR. I'm not even in this fandom. The world building is just THAT good. It's one of my highlights *because* of its power to draw me in as a standalone. So much fucking talent in the transformative work community. The banter, characterization, sardonic-ness of this – international impact baby!

Fic 3: all this learning here is by you by decinq, nighimpossible

Info: Hockey RPF, Jamie Benn/Tyler Seguin

Link: https://archiveofourown.org/works/5105441

Scout’s comment: Revolutionized – and I would argue – drove the GROWTH AND SURVIVAL of hockey fandom. One of the best known works in the fandom, and a masterclass in how to build a set of characters that you're genuinely envious you don't get to see or know. Two incredible authors and a plethora of personality. Fun and sexy and lighthearted but poignant. Chef kiss.

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Submitted by: Em

Fic 1: the subtle science and exact art of chess-boxing, by fishcola

Info: Polygon RPF, Brian/Pat

Link: https://archiveofourown.org/works/18931885/chapters/44945971

Em’s comment: fishcola is definitely one of the top reasons i actually started reading/writing polygon rpf. this fic!!!!! i sWEAR its so /so/ good oh my GOSH. yes, full disclosure im fish's beta for chessboxing but also i am enthusiastic simply because it is a very beautiful and powerful narrative on trauma, healing, and how the people we choose to interact with affect our emotions.

Fic 2: the old men call me by my mother’s name by theviolonist

Info: HP, Hermione/Ron

Link: https://archiveofourown.org/works/1044467

Em’s comment: as a certified Trans(TM) im always pursuing and consuming trans content. the old men call me by my mother's name is an hp fic that i still cherish years after first reading it. trans!ron is a concept not often explored in hp fic, much less trans /girl/ ron. massive gender feels, folks.

Fic 3: national hot dad alliance is now calling… by dicaeopolis, owlinaminor

Info: Haikyuu! , various

Link: https://archiveofourown.org/works/5663683/chapters/13045579

Em’s comment: national hot dad alliance really is the perfect evolution of a groupchat fic. i laughed, i cried, i fell in love with the characters all over again as these captains from different teams bond over graduating. and also being Dads(TM). in some cases-- pining over their fellow volleyball players-- plus star wars, the x-files, and memes. overall its is very good and i will stan it eternally

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Submitted by: Staci

Fic 1: No Homo, by orphan account

Info: Teen Wolf, Stiles/Derek

Link: https://archiveofourown.org/works/1148039/chapters/2326073

Staci’s comment: Literally my favorite AU ever written. The characterization is SO on point and it truly is a super fun read. It’s also a super long which helps with painting such a detailed picture of these two dummies who are-totally-just-bros-with-added-benefits. I’d recommend this to anyone, even if they’re unaware of Teen Wolf, but if you’re a Teen Wolf fan then it’s even better.

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Submitted by: Nadine

Fic 1: Too Long, Too Close (series) by callmejude

Info: MCU RPF, Chris/Sebastian

Link: https://archiveofourown.org/series/253528

Nadine’s comment: kink exploration and bdsm done well.... and so thoroughly. but there's more! theres FEELINGSSSSSS uhhhhhhh it made me CRY it's so good.

Fic 2: On a Clear Day by Saras_Girl

Info: HP, Harry/Draco

Link: https://archiveofourown.org/works/879841

Nadine’s comment: I could've put a few other fics by this author because they write the best drarry but uhhhhh. I had to choose and it was either gonna be TURN or this one. Idk why but this one makes me so unbelievably emotional bc it was Harry who's Going Through Stuff and I just loved it a lot.

Fic 3: around the world in eighty thousand days, by fallfreely

Info: 1D, Liam/Harry

Link: https://archiveofourown.org/works/856935

Nadine’s comment: It was hard to pick a 1D fave but I think that this fic always had a v special place in my heart & I can't even explain why. I love the dynamic of this pairing (even though it's not even my OTP, wtf. I'm a Gryles and Narry truther... *eye emoji*) and the whole FEEL of this fic and it's slow burn tour fic, soo.

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Submitted by: Frecklebomb

Fic 1: Shalbatana

Info: Mars Trilogy, Gen

Link: https://archiveofourown.org/works/6629

Frecklebomb’s comment: A beautifully-written gen fic (with an incredibly gorgeous podfic by Luzula) in the near-future-scifi Mars Trilogy fandom but very easy to enjoy without canon knowledge. I revisit this story over and over and always marvel at the presence of the landscape and alien planet in it, the way it feels like a character. Bonus Mars rover feelings (I cry every time about the robot).

Fic 2: Through a Glass Darkly, by susiecarter

Info: DCU, Clark Kent/Bruce Wayne

Link: https://archiveofourown.org/works/19395793/chapters/46155535

Frecklebomb’s comment: Sprawling post-apocalyptic epic, so rich and cinematic that it feels like a movie I somehow read. The worldbuilding and tension of the focal ship are what sucked me into this fic, but what stayed with me was the richness of the ensemble characters. I find myself just thinking about their character arcs, and imagining what they'd be doing post-story. I want fic of this fic.

Fic 3: Too Far Down The Road, by SoniaVice

Info: Hockey, OMC/OMC

Link: https://archiveofourown.org/works/13208136/chapters/30212907

Frecklebomb’s comment: An amnesia trope origfic set in handwavey hockey fandom (author said they 'set it free' to be OMC/OMC when the dynamic needed to be different from the RPF ship it started out as). It gives me so many good feelings about family (of choice and otherwise) and ageing and self-acceptance and sexuality, and the way you can choose to be changed by the people you spend your life with.

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Submitted by: Em (Springsteen)

Fic 1: Pull Me Under, by zarah5

Info: 1D, Harry/Louis

Link: https://archiveofourown.org/works/870766

Em’s comment: first of all zarah5 is a fandom legend. second, this is like the pinnacle of fake relationship fics to me it's 140k and so much of it is pining and like truly, who among us doesn't love harry styles with their whole heart. I can't think about the '10s without thinking about one direction and when this fic came out I remember a lot of people fully losing their minds.

Fic 2: Door to Door, by Ferritin4

Info: Hockey RPF, Jamie Benn/Tyler Seguin

Link: https://archiveofourown.org/works/3478298

Em’s comment: this is one of the first hockey fics I ever read and I still come back to it so often. The relationship builds so well, Tyler's dogs are in it, it's just so sweet, and plus it's a very readable 10k.

Fic 3: Darling It Is No Joke, by thehoyden

Info: Teen Wolf, Stiles/Derek

Link: https://archiveofourown.org/works/399194

Em’s comment: look I can't be retrospective about this decade and /not/ include a sterek fic. the first half of this decade for me was all 1d and teen wolf and full disclosure, it's been a while since I've reread this fic, but I remember the banter being really stellar and thehoyden is another one of those authors who I just. Adore.

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Submitted by: Dan

Fic 1: The Heart Rate of a Mouse (series) by Anna (arctic_grey)

Info: Bandom, Ryan Ross/Brendan Urie

Link: https://archiveofourown.org/series/712953

Dan’s comment: This fic is incredibly iconic. It’s definitely one of my favorites of all time—the way the story is told is just heart wrenching, and it manages to always keep you on edge about what’s going to happen. The portrayal of self discovery, love, jealousy, down to the settings and all the social issues of the time period (the 70s), is amazingly done.

Fic 2: The Cat’s Miaow by Pennyplainknits

Info: Bandom, Patrick Stump/Pete Wentz

Link: https://archiveofourown.org/works/930529

Dan’s comment: This fic is unlike anything else I’ve read. First off, I LOVE historical AUs, and the noir setting is everything I could have wanted and more. The author has managed to create such a delicate and profound romance along with an interesting plot that borders on thriller without ever going too far with either side of the story.

Fic 3: Get Real Get Right (Fuckin Right) by sophiahelix

Info: Riveyonce Cuoknowles, Sufjan Stevens/Drake

Link: https://archiveofourown.org/works/9029020

Dan’s comment: Honestly? This is just art.

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Submitted by: Carina

Fic 1: Bite Marks by provocative_envy

Info: HP, Hermione/Draco

Link: https://archiveofourown.org/works/3580953/chapters/7894464

Carina’s comment: i've shied away from aus in harry potter fic for years, especially american college aus but this fic in my opinion kept the best of the characters and modernized them in a way that felt true to who they are.

Fic 2: old jokes from a wild youth, by knightspur

Info: SEVENTEEN RPF, Mingyu/Minghao

Link: https://archiveofourown.org/works/18127073

Carina’s comment: mingyu and minghao are in love, but they're not soulmates. i love the dynamics and the quiet intimacy between them, and also how they work through wanting to be together despite them not having a bond in the way soulmates have.

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Submitted by: Katy

Fic 1: The River and The Deep Green Bend by liquidmeasure

Info: 1D, Harry/Niall

Link: https://archiveofourown.org/works/6005275

Katy’s comment: this fic honestly surpasses the genre of fic. it is a genre all its own. it is the pinnacle in catharsis and heartbreak and having a satisfying end that is completely unsatisfying as well. I will never recover from this fic.

Fic 2: Out of the Dead Land by Orphan Account

Info: MCU, Steve/Bucky

Link: https://archiveofourown.org/works/1871955

Katy’s comment: there is a specific phrase in this fic that has and will continue to stay with me. I will never hear the phrase "up or down" without feeling immense heartbreak. an amazing blend of source material to create something altogether its own - but could still take place in either canon

Fic 3: Up We Go by Oh_Hey_Tae

Info: BTS, Taehyung/Jimin

Link: https://archiveofourown.org/works/12297168

Katy’s comment: this fic is one that I found more recently, but I can already tell that it is one that is going to stick with me for a long long time. it is another fic that I feel transcends the genre of fic entirely

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Submitted by: Corie

Fic 1: Build A Temple In Me by Authoress

Info: Haikyuu!, Iwaizumi Hajime/Oikawa Tooru

Link: https://archiveofourown.org/works/3716002

Corie’s comment: A wonderful and moving fanfic with fantasy akin to studio ghibli. If I have to recommend Haikyuu fanfiction this is it.

Fic 2: Close to the Chest by darkmagicalgirl

Info: Haikyuu!, Kyoutani Kentarou/Yahaba Shigeru

Link: https://archiveofourown.org/works/3898771/chapters/8721568

Corie’s comment: Another haikyuu!! Fic! I remember reccing this to my friend and she said it was more akin to a novel then any fanfiction she has read. High praise IMO

Fic 3: Fake Sugar by minverse

Info: BTS, Jungkook/Seokjin

Link: https://archiveofourown.org/works/14707098/chapters/33987549

Corie’s comment: Oh sweet god I love minverse’s writing and this fic has it all. Romance, smut, and a nice dollop of humor.

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Submitted by: Abby

Fic 1: an awful curse by blinkiesays

Info: Teen Wolf, Stiles/Derek

Link: https://archiveofourown.org/works/604092

Abby’s comment: Non-linear timeline, au within the story, "every me loves every you," domesticity but also heavy angst, and it's so beautifully written it makes me want to cry reading it. also it harkens back to the time of when the show was still good.

Fic 2: dance this silence down (the emergency room remix) by Fahye

Info: Les Miserables, Enjorlas/Grantaire

Link: https://archiveofourown.org/works/994140/chapters/1966093

Abby’s comment: It's such a great, understandable ensemble fic for a dense canon, with such a great modern day au setting, but the whole time it really deals with the main character's depression and alcoholism and the complete overwhelming love that he has for the guy he's shipped with. it's so gritty and real but the ending brings so much hope I love it.

Fic 3: comment fic by anon

Info: iCarly, Sam/Spencer

Link: https://author-abz.livejournal.com/35003.html

Abby’s comment: this is an ANONYMOUS comment fic someone wrote me when I was feeling down on LJ and it's so short but so complete, and it says everything it needs to about it being okay to mess up and just be messed up together. also: "glitter emergency" (technically a cheat, it's from 2008; I forgot it was so old)

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Submitted by: Kassie

Fic 1: An Exercise in ‘Worthless’ by beastofthesky

Info: Supernatural, Dean/Castiel

Link: https://archiveofourown.org/works/535676

Kassie’s comment: an exercise in worthless introduced me (indirectly) to my favorite musician and (directly) to the subject i almost minored in during undergrad, so honestly i would put it as a fic of the decade even if it wasn’t one of the best fics i read in the supernatural fandom.

Fic 2: Superstition (series) by Superstition_hockey

Info: Hockey, OMC/OMC

Link: https://archiveofourown.org/series/413233

Kassie’s comment: superstition started out as a tropey, fun, lighthearted short fic, and grew into a big thing that deals with a lot of serious topics incredibly well while also being still very funny and emotional and having honestly some of my favorite fictional characters i’ve read in years

Fic 3: United States v. Barnes

Info: MCU, Steve/Bucky

Link: https://archiveofourown.org/works/2304905/chapters/5071058

Kassie’s comment: united states v barnes is the multimedia fic of my DREAMS. this is what i want to show people to explain why i love fanfic so much. it does so much with the medium its working in and the presentation of the fic, and fits that perfect fanfic niche of exploring the kind of background that will never appear in canon but that everyone wonders about.

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Submitted by: Kat

Fic 1: I’ve felt and I’ve Been by autotunedd

Info: Big Bang RPF, Seunghyun/Jiyong

Link: https://archiveofourown.org/works/15349758/chapters/35616516

Kat’s comment: Possibly the fic that marked my entire decade. The characters are so human and real, the plot is heavy and winding and the twists sometimes seem life ending. It is heavy, it is painful, it is sad, it is angsty, it is maybe even a smidge too real and dangerous at times, but it makes a solid read, a long, relatable novel about real people with real fears and problems.

Fic 2: Eversion by thespectaclesofthor

Info: Detroit: Become Human, Hank Anderson/Connor

Link: https://archiveofourown.org/works/15754140/chapters/36638253

Kat’s comment: Beautiful, long, detailed, well written, hard hitting, serious, sweet, painful, kinky, all in one! The characters have so much depth, their issues and inner workings seem so real and the plot is so carefully crafted and detailed, every chapter keeps you at the edge of your seat. All in all, beautifully crafted, passionate, hard hitting piece that I couldn't help falling in love with.

Fic 3: Eggshell Landscapes and the Burden of Love by NoContractTermination

Info: NCT RPF, Taeil/Johnny

Link: https://archiveofourown.org/works/10446438

Kat’s comment: Short, sweet, angsty and charming! I loved the intimate look into their relationship this fic brings, the trials and tribulations and the struggle to communicate. It all seemed so raw and real and coupled with the author's beautiful writing, it all came together in a perfect read, with bounds of re-read potential.

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Submitted by: Wen

Fic 1: the bellwether by highoctane

Info: Polygon RPF, Brian/Pat

Link: https://archiveofourown.org/works/18634426

Wen’s comment: Feelings!!! It's really refreshing to read a character who, as an established adult, is reconfiguring an understanding of himself without it being either a whole crisis or a sudden seamless lightbulb moment. It's very fair to both characters' emotions, letting them both react in a way that feels wonderfully human and real rather than idealistic.

Fic 2: Five Times the Potion Seller Refused to Sell a Potion (and One Time He Didn’t) by misura

Info: Potion Seller (Justin Kuritzkes Short Film), Knight/Potion Seller

Link: https://archiveofourown.org/works/5441447

Wen’s comment: It's based on a 3 minute meme video and if it was just a tweet or post with the title alone it would be a great joke but... someone went and wrote the dang thing! And it could have been ridiculous crackfic, and while it certainly toes that line it's also got a really fun flow of dialogue that leaves a lot to the imagination without it getting confusing.

Fic 3: I Am The Horrible Goose That Lives In The Town by Daniel Lavery

Info: The Untitled Goose Game, gen

Link: https://www.shatnerchatner.com/p/i-am-the-horrible-goose-that-lives

Wen’s comment: the writing is tremendous and sits beautifully in that razor's edge space where english is used just strangely enough to create a fantastic character voice without going too far and falling into some kind of awkward english language uncanny valley. it's so hard to pick out the best line because every line is the best line. "Here I am coming, with the good news of me, and you hate it. You can think only of the bell and how much I have it, and you are never the goose."

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Submitted by: Mage

Fic 1: Fog, Sheets and Thunder by theopteryx

Info: My Chemical Romance RPF, Frank/Gerard

Link: https://archiveofourown.org/works/351396

Mage’s comment: i have literally thought about this fic at least once a week since i read it in 2012. do not ask me why. i have no answers.

Fic 2: Flowers in Bones by fringecity (indiachick)

Info: BTS, Taehyung/Yoongi

Link: https://archiveofourown.org/works/16256390

Mage’s comment: sometimes i just wanna be a careful selection of small animal bones that yoongi gently unearths and meticulously crafts into an altar of pressed flowers and ink

Fic 3: It Happened Quiet by hobimo

Info: BTS, Taehyung/Yoongi

Link: https://archiveofourown.org/works/15070646/chapters/34939646

Mage’s comment: haunted woods :) cryptids :) that deeply unsettling feeling that there are greater, mysterious forces at work and there's nothing you can do about it :)

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Submitted by: BirdieLeonie

Fic 1: Reprise (series) by Elfpen

Info: Star Wars, various (Obi-Wan centric)

Link: https://archiveofourown.org/series/454408

BirdieLeonie’s comment: I spent about seven months of my life reading nothing but Star Wars time-travel fix-it fics. (I am not exaggerating; there are enough of them to last that long or longer.) This is my favorite.

Fic 2: Friday Night Arrives Without a Suitcase by marycontraire

Info: Hockey RPF, Danny Briere/Claude Giroux

Link: https://archiveofourown.org/works/534247

BirdieLeonie’s comment: This is a fic I have kept coming back to again and again in the years since I first read it. It's domestic and sweet and still adult. It's like curtainfic, inverted; the leads live together and parent their kids and go grocery shopping before they have a romantic or sexual relationship.

Fic 3: The Hero’s Journey; or: What Jasper Sitwell Did Last Summer (podfic), by artzbots, blackglass, daroos, girlwithabubblegun, kalakirya, Opalsong, reena_jenkins, RsCreighton, sabinelagrande

Info: MCU & Welcome to Night Vale, Jemma Simmons/Jasper Sitwell

Link: https://archiveofourown.org/works/6462223

BirdieLeonie’s comment: I love podfic, I love crossovers, and I love this fic. Again, I picked this because of all the thousands of MCU fics I've read, this is the one I find myself coming back to repeatedly. This crossover is creative, fun, and plays with one of my favorite tropes: what was happening to a minor character in the background of the story we saw?

[chrisbangs]

Happy Birthday to one of the Most Important People In My Life, aka Abia, aka @seungminhos!

Oh Boy. Here we go... (I want you to know I haven’t even started typing yet and I’m already in tears... For Fuck’s Sake!) 

Happy birthday babie! My sweet little dumpling! My angel snowdrop! Happy birthday dummy!!! I don’t even know where to begin, I spent the whole day dreading writing this message because I knew I’d start crying, but I’m going to do my best to remain A Strong Dude and not weep my eyes out. 

So, I believe the first time I messaged you, way back when, was because I was curious about which SKZ song you weren’t a fan of, after you rb’d a post about it. And you were like ‘omg, well, it’s this song’ and I was like ‘ohhhh thats cool’ and then?? We just?? Kept talking? Like idk?? It really wasn’t the most dramatic of introductions into a friendship, but it was very chill? And after that we found out you were at the same uni I used to be at and that was a ride. 

And like, we stayed talking for a while, but I think we really got close at the end of last year/towards the beginning of this year. You really helped me out during a super difficult time. You were one of the two people who knew that my mom got a surgery and so you really helped me out by sticking with me and just listening to me rant about all of it. You really fucking helped me and that meant so much to me... It was a point where I was so lonely in my life and I had absolutely no one around to help me cope with how much stress I was feeling, but you were right there constantly cheering me on and listening to my worries- I can never ever explain to you how indebted I am to you for what you did for me. 

Not only that, but you continued to help me with some Personal Drama that arose a while later with some people in my life. You listened to me. You always apologize to me that you wish you could do more, but I hope you know, not a lot of people really do listen to me irl, and you simply sticking by and hearing what I have to say? Means so much to me. More than I could ever explain. Abia, you give me a safe place to let go of my concerns and you’ve been such a safe place since I met you. 

And to cap it off, Miss President of The Seungminators, you’re so loving. You have love for everyone- Seungmin, Minho, Woojin, SKZ, your friends, KSoo- Like the list Goes On. You share your love and your humour and your warmth with all of those people around you. When I first met you and talked to you, you really made me laugh- and you still do. I’m so so so grateful to you, for making my days and my life brighter and warmer and for always putting that Good Good Seungmin content on my dash. 

You’re one of the strongest and most courageous people I’ve ever met- you’ve sacrificed a lot and worked so hard to get where you are. You’re not only a smart kid, but also a really, really, REALLY amazing friend. I’m so proud of you for working hard at school but for also being a warm and caring person in your life. You make my heart spin ma’am, and you make me feel loved. 

For all of this, and so much more, I’m so grateful to you. My ‘thank yous’ cannot begin to encompass the love and thankfulness and gratitude I feel toward you and you really deserve to know that you’re extraordinary. Thank you for being one of my closest friends and for helping find light in my life when everything around me was dark. I am so thankful and honored to be your friend and to be able to wish you, happy birthday. 

I love you dearly dummy! 

- Love, Ganguli! 

(P.S: I said stay up to you with my whole chest like I was gonna make you stay up fnawoefinawoeifaiw WHACK how I’m annoying like that.........) 

[fanonorcanon]

Solas & F!Lavellan

Solas sat on a stump in the woods outside of Haven and gazed at the stars. He knew that he'd been followed. His pursuer was not an experienced hunter in any way. Instead, Abelath was a quiet mage who seemed to find him very interesting despite all of his attempts to make himself seem anything but. It'd been his goal to seem wholly unremarkable, to slip into this organization and slip out with few, if any remembering him.

She sat next to him without a word.

“Do you speak elven, lethallin?”

“Not fluently, no. My mother meant to teach me, but she died when I was young. Father wasn't as fluent as she was. Well, no one else in the clan was. Not even our Keeper.”

“You speak of them all as if they are in the past,” Solas said lightly.

“I suppose they are in a way. I can never go back to my clan.”

“Why not?”

“The Dalish fear mages as does most of southern Thedas as I'm sure you're familiar with. The clan I grew up in had two mages and I was the third. When a child barely old enough to dress themselves came into their magic, I decided it was best that I leave instead of them. I had no remaining family there. My father died many years ago and after that I’d found myself feeling little attachment to those around me.”

“That's very kind of you. Not many would do the same if they'd been in your shoes. Certainly none of the Dalish I've met.”

“I'm not sure my intentions were completely noble. I find myself welcoming this freedom I have now. Maybe I'd wanted it all along and hadn't realized.”

“You consider what you have now freedom? Even though so much relies solely upon you?”

“Well, when you put it that way,” Abelath said with a smirk.

“What brings you out of your quarters this late?”

“I saw you from my window heading towards the gates. I suppose that I was worried you were leaving.”

“You needn't worry. I plan to see this through; to see the Breach closed.”

“I value your friendship, Solas. Know also that if you were to leave you'd be sorely missed. No one else has wisdom like yours. The amount of knowledge you've gathered in your travels through both the Fade and the waking world is extraordinary.”

Solas felt his cheeks grow hot at her easy praise. He was grateful for the dark.

“You're too kind, lethallin.”

She grinned. 

“Come on, there's a bottle of wine in my cabin with our names on it. It's far too cold to sit out here.”

“As you say, Herald.”

...

“I seek your counsel, Solas,” Abelath said.

“What can I do for you?” 

“Walk with me?” She wrung her hands and shifted from foot to foot.

“Of course.”

Once they were past Solas’ chosen cabin outside the gates of Haven Abelath paced while instead he sat on a rock.

“What seems to be troubling you, da’len?” 

“Please don’t patronize me, Solas, this is serious,” Abelath said with a frown. “I’m worried that I won’t make the right decision.”

“Ir abelas, lethallin. Continue.”

“You know much more than I about humans and their ways. The council wants me to choose between aiding the mages and the templars. How do I know if they’re baiting me into making a decision they will disapprove of?”

“I don’t believe you have anything to worry about.”

“How can you know that?”

“The mark upon your hand is a boon that you can exploit to serve your own goals, even if they are only for your own survival.”

“Couldn’t they just cut off my arm and use it without me?”

Solas felt the color drain from his skin, the wind suddenly stung colder. 

“It wouldn’t work then, I’m afraid.”

“How could you possibly know that? Have you seen what they can achieve when they have no concern for ‘lesser beings’? They find me useful now, but for how long? It truly worries me, please don’t dismiss my concerns with flippant words.”

Her gentle but fiery spirit was something he’d not seen the likes of for many years, and it filled him with an unfamiliar warmth. Much as he tried to contain it, he chuckled softly. 

“Why are you laughing?” Abelath snapped angrily. 

That only seemed to make him laugh harder. Solas balanced his arms atop his knees and laughed as he hadn’t since before he’d woken from uthenera. He heard her stomping through the snow closer to him but a slight fear of retaliation did little to dampen his mirth. Not even the handfuls of snow she dumped on him helped. 

“You’re terrible, Solas,” Abelath huffed.

“Come, let us warm by the fire.” Solas held his arm out to escort her. 

They entered his cabin and before he had the chance she’d lit a fire with a gesture of her hand. She smirked at him triumphantly. 

“Been practicing without your staff, da’len?”

“Don’t call me that, it’s weird,” Abelath said, nose wrinkling. 

“What shall I call you then?” Solas asked. He shook out his tunic as best as he could without removing it, snow still slid down his spine and he shivered, swearing under his breath. 

Abelath giggled at his obvious displeasure. 

“This is your fault, you realize,” he said flatly.

“I don’t believe so.”

“How is that?”

“You laughed at my very serious attempt at gaining your counsel and wisdom. I can’t be faulted for taking insult to your laughter.”

“And they say Orlesians are best at The Game. They should fear Abelath Lavellan.”

“So you do know my name!” Abelath smirked.

“I never said that I didn’t.”

“Yes, but you’ve never used it.”

“Haven’t I?” Had he never called her that out loud? She’d long become simply Abelath in his mind.

“You most certainly have not, Solas.” Her joyful expression spread to her eyes that shone with the same shades as the Breach.  

He found her laughter contagious, just the sound from afar seemed enough to make him smile. 

“Perhaps you’ve forgotten. The Herald of Andraste meets with many people everyday. I do not take offense.” His words smacked of jealousy even to his own ears.

“Don’t be like that,” she murmured.

He pretended he hadn’t heard her.

“Perhaps I should escort you back to your cabin, Abelath?” He permitted himself to speak only her name. How could he want more than this friendly back and forth with her? His plans had already been set in motion; to upset them now for this… passing fancy was unthinkable. But still, he thought.

“You still haven’t given me your counsel, Solas,” she said quietly. 

“Let us sit then and discuss it.”

“Finally the man sees reason,” she huffed.

He smiled. “Between the mages and the templars, whom do you believe would be most instrumental to successfully closing the Breach?”

“Either of them. I’ve been thinking that the problem is more that any action will proclaim the Inquisition’s allegiance to that faction’s cause.” 

Again he was impressed by her wisdom that seemed to belong to someone beyond her years. 

“Who do you believe the Inquisition should side with?”

“The mages. They’ve suffered at the hands of many, more than I had known before all this.”

“And by allying with them, perhaps you can obtain more reasonable treatment for all mages of southern Thedas. It’s a very noble goal, Abelath.” 

“Do you disagree?” Her brow was furrowed and her gaze intense. 

“Not at all. It is the conclusion I would have come to as well.”

“Thank you, Solas.”

...

After Redcliffe Abelath began to change. She'd grown distant, in a way Solas hadn't expected. The Tevinter and Abelath had seen a future in which Corypheus had won. Solas himself had difficulty believing the validity of Pavus’ claims, he did not trust the man.

She no longer sought him out and instead often left him at Haven. Her behavior stung for reasons he couldn't fathom. The reasoning seemed to elude him. It was just as well, it left him more time to set his plans into motion. He'd not yet placed spies within the Inquisition’s ranks for he feared attracting the keen eye of its spymaster. 

Dorian approached Solas one day when he was assisting Adan with crafting potions.

“May I help you, Pavus?” Solas said, his shortness was not lost on the Tevinter.

“It's Abbie. I'm worried about her.”

Solas nearly crushed the potion vial in his grasp. Abbie? 

“What makes you think I'd be able to assist in the manner?” Solas forced out.

“In Redcliffe, in that ghastly future… I saw the way you looked at her. And before we'd left it, after defeating Alexius there; you kissed her.”

Solas was still faced away from Dorian, a fact for which he was grateful for. A blush burned along his cheeks.

“I don't see how that has anything to do with what's going on now.” Solas kept his voice even.

“Are you mad? Any idiot can see she's in love with you. Maker knows why. Regardless, she believes you to have some sort of charm. Go and use it. She's been through a lot, she deserves happiness.”

“You would have me humor her whims without truly reciprocating her romantic feelings?” Solas asked. 

“You must feel something for her!” Dorian argued, intent on getting any answer but one of outright refusal.

“I respect her a great deal. Perhaps in that future I was-” he stopped himself before he could finish. Desperate was the word that'd come to mind. Desperate to reaffirm her survival, to know that she was standing alive and whole before him. He'd like to believe that is what he'd feel in that situation. Anything but the selfish feeling that sometimes twisted in his gut.

“Dorian,” Abelath had been drawn to them from the volume of Pavus’ voice, surely. “Let it go. Please.”

“As you say, Abbie,” Dorian said before he walked away.

Solas felt his face contort with disgust. Who was that necromancer to call her ‘Abbie’?

“So he told you then?”

Solas still faced the wall, mixing and measuring out ingredients for healing potions. He nodded without stopping, content to focus on the task before him.

“It's why I've been avoiding you. I'm sorry, Solas. You deserved a proper explanation. From me.”

“You have nothing to apologize for, and no explanation is necessary,” Solas said.

“I disagree.”

“If anyone deserves an apology, it is you. I'm sorry for any discomfort brought upon you from that version of myself. Rest assured that in the here and now I will not do something so untoward, da’len.” He forced the word from his mouth. Da’len. As if he could ever see her as a child.

“Please don't call me that,” Abelath murmured.

“Apologies.”

“Would you at least look at me?” Her voice cracked but still he couldn't bring himself to look at her.

“I really must finish these soon, Abelath,” he said. Her name tasted sweet upon his tongue.

“I hope we can work past this, Solas. I miss your friendship.”

He listened to her footsteps retreating, and the door shut gently.

Fenedhis, he thought to himself. He was conflicted but could not let himself be swayed.

...

The elven ‘artifacts’ Solas had gently persuaded Abelath to pursue were only fragments of his own power he'd locked away before erecting the veil. He was amazed at how scattered some of them had become. 

With each one, more of his power was returning to him and the harder it became to restrain it. And now as he watched from the shadows as Abelath confronted Corypheus the air surrounding Solas crackled with his efforts to restrain himself. The blighted magister wielded the orb, Solas’ orb, with the same finesse that a child would wield a toy sword. He knew nothing of the delicate magics it could achieve. Solas shook his head and unleashed a time spell that would make even an ancient magister weep from it's beauty and complexity.

Solas stepped out of hiding and circled the battlefield to get to Abelath. But first, the magister. Solas grinned wickedly as he called the orb to him. It flew through the air, wrenched from Corypheus’ grasp and hovered gently above Solas’ palm. It began to glow with a soft, pale green light. He called down lightning from the heavens and struck down both Corypheus and his pet archdemon. The blighted magister and dragon were reduced to piles of ash. Solas picked up Abelath from the ground by the trebuchet and carried her away.

He'd won the day; the Breach was sealed, he'd retrieved his orb, and the magister had been vanquished. All that remained were the masses of lackeys Corypheus had accumulated. Solas had decided while he carried Abelath back to the bulk of the Inquisition’s forces that he would stay. His plans could be delayed. Best to avoid suspicion by being near his enemy. 

The most desirable outcome would be that he could safely tell Abelath of his plan one day. 

...

Once they'd reached Skyhold everyone of importance would have their own quarters. With Solas being named Arcane advisor, he was promised a lavish room though he had little use for such things. It was enough that he had a place to secret away his orb.

Since Abelath had been named Inquisitor she’d been visiting him more and more. 

“Surely you have better things to do with your time, Inquisitor,” Solas said.

“I always have time to learn more of elven history, Solas. Though I thought we were finally getting familiar enough for you to use my name,” Abelath sighed.

“Apologies.” Solas watched her from the corner of his eye. 

“Are we never going to speak of it?” She asked quietly.

“Of what, Inquisitor?” He asked evenly. The kiss they'd shared within the Fade had been a momentary lapse in judgment. Solas could recall so sharply the taste of her tongue, the smell of her hair, and the warmth of her body as he held her close. He would allow himself nothing else, for certain this time. 

She shook her head. “I'll have you confess, one day, Solas.”

“I look forward to it,” he murmured. The words had left his mouth before he could think better of them.

...

Solas found Abelath alone in the archives beneath Skyhold. She tried to rein in the sobs wracking her body. He knelt beside her and gathered her in his arms.

“I'd almost lost you,” she cried. “Why did you stay behind?”

At Adamant, they'd fallen into the Fade where they faced the nightmare demon. Solas had thrown caution to the wind and sent everyone on, facing the demon on his own. The demon hardly presented a challenge to him but he'd forgotten that Abelath hadn't known that.

“We're not immortal, Solas,” Abelath hissed. The words wounded him more than she could know.

“What if we were?” He found himself asking. 

She froze in his arms and shoved him away. “You would use that as a reason to sacrifice yourself?”

“No, it is but a thought that lingers on my mind. Have you never dreamt of the former glory of our people?” His words took even himself off guard. When had he begun to see Abelath as much as one of the people as he?

“Solas,” she began softly. “Why did you stay behind?”

“I was certain that I could handle it, and I did.”

“You defeated the demon on your own?” Abelath gaped.

He felt her fingers dig into his arms the fabric bunching beneath her grip. 

“No, only distracted it enough to get away.” The lie came to him easily. 

She rested her head against his chest and he willed his heart to slow. 

“You’re a very foolish man, Solas.”

“Perhaps,” he murmured.

...

Solas had gone to the garden to harvest herbs when he saw Abelath with the Commander. They were laughing together. He felt a weight begin to sit in his stomach that ached each time he thought of her. Solas’ few spies had contacted him several times asking for orders, any sort of plan that he wanted to go forward with but each time he left their inquiries unanswered. 

Something had shifted within him, though he could not say what. All of his grand plans seemed like they could be pushed back, delayed. They seemed unimportant when compared to- to what? To her? Solas shook himself from his thoughts and left the garden empty handed.

...

Solas watched Abelath from afar. She was alone on the balcony gazing at the stars. Maybe it was the abundance of wine, maybe the influence of the Game, but he wanted to sweep her off her feet and dance with her until the sun rose. She’d danced with her spymaster, ambassador as well as the commander. But she hadn't asked him. Perhaps it was for appearance sake that she chose to dance with them instead of the elven apostate. Nevertheless he found his feet pressing him onward to her side.

“You are not what I had expected, Inquisitor,” Solas said.

“As mysterious as ever, Solas,” Abelath laughed softly. 

“You're an extraordinary woman. Anyone would be lucky to have you.”

“And yet the one I want finds little interest in me,” she said sadly.

“Nothing could be further from the truth,” Solas murmured and laced their fingers together. “Instead I struggle to find reason as to why it is me you want.” 

“Must I need a reason to be attracted to you?”

Part of him worried that the magics that filled the anchor she bore were drawn to him. Inexplicably seeking the source, wanting to rejoin it, become whole.

“I'm much older than you, Abelath. Does that not bother you?”

“Should it? Do you see me as a child? Does it give you pause?”

“I have never seen you as a child,” he answered earnestly.

“Then why are you hesitating? My heart has been yours from the start, Solas.” She fit her body into his arms and wrapped her arms round his neck.

“This hardly seems an appropriate time or place,” he chuckled. Despite it all, his hands gripped her ass and pulled her closer.

“I believe there was a storage closet that way,” she grinned.

“You deserve more than a storage closet, Abelath.” Solas frowned.

“Perhaps, but how will I know you won't change your mind between now and… whenever you deem fit?”

Solas took her face in his hands and kissed her with fervor. 

“I'm done fighting this,” he whispered as he rested their foreheads together. “I want nothing more than to stay by your side. You have changed everything, Abelath. And I do not speak lightly.”

“I've longed to hear those words.” Her admission was soft and bespoke a heartache he'd never intended to give her.

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Guardian Angel

Requested?: nope ^^

Words: ~9.7k

Group: Stray Kids

Member(s): Felix (feat. ‘00 line)

A/N: I don’t know why this is so long, but I really enjoyed writing this! Apologies for the random changes in tense btw...Also, I did a little research, but I’m not quite sure if everything is accurate and I apologize if they aren’t. Feel free to point out my mistakes! I’m pretty proud of this tho lol and I hope you guys enjoy it just as much as I did writing it~

Dancing has always been a passion of yours. Ever since you could stand up by yourself, you’ve always felt happiest when dancing. Whether it was just messing around, or preparing for a performance, you felt like you were on top of the world when dancing. Nothing could stop you. No one could get in your way of becoming a renowned dancer.

Your dreams were crushed and your life began flying downhill when you reached middle school. You began feeling lightheaded all the time, thinking it was because of the stress of switching schools, you dismissed it by resting a couple of days. Soon, the dizziness faded.

Then a few months later, you collapsed in the middle of dance practice. Waking up with an aching head and chest, you stare up at the hospital ceiling wondering what happened. The doctor told you to take it easy, so you did. Determination and ambition kept you going. This was just a minor incident, you’ll get better.

Soon enough, you were out of the hospital, happily prancing around again. With a bright smile on your face, you were determined to set your life back to how it was before. Luckily for you, your best friends Seungmin and Hyunjin were there to help you back on your feet.

Hyunjin, who you have known since your birth, was also a dancer and he was understanding and supportive. As for Seungmin, he stayed by your side and non-stopped encouraged you to continue dancing.

However, disaster struck in your last year of middle school. You had been feeling dizzy for a couple days prior to your big performance and you felt a constant tight squeeze in your chest the day of. Mid-performance, you vision darkened and before you knew it, you were out cold on the floor.

Feeling cold, you slowly blink your eyes open. You groan when you feel throbbing all over your body. Your eyes wander the room, vision still bleary, you spot a couple of familiar figures in the corner of the room. It was Hyunjin and Seungmin. A small smile graced its way onto your pale face.

“Y/n!” Seungmin gasps as soon as he sees your slight movement.

Your two best friends rushed to your side, worried expressions on their handsome faces. They told you everything that had happened, but you had stopped listening as soon as they told you that you had an arrhythmia. You didn’t even know what that was, but you knew it was probably some life-threatening disease that would not allow you to dance again. You were right.

Unknowingly, tears rolled down your face and you felt Seungmin and Hyunjin each grab a hand of yours. They were whispering comforting words, you knew they were, but you couldn’t hear them. You could feel their warm hands soothing you, but all you could focus on was how you could probably never dance again.

You stayed in the hospital for the rest of the school year, Seungmin and Hyunjin visiting often, almost every day, to either give you your school work or just to hang out. You were grateful for them and luckily, you began to feel better.

The day the doctor told you that you were eligible for surgery, you were beyond delighted. You had stopped your dancing and was devastated, but now, you had a chance to dance again. You rang up Seungmin and Hyunjin as quickly as possible and excitedly spilled the news. They were both overjoyed.

Soon enough, you were out of the hospital by mid-summer, although you still couldn’t dance and had to take it easy, you were elated. Unfortunately, the surgery was expensive and your family couldn’t afford it. You decided to live the best that you could in the meantime. You believed that everyone had a guardian angel watching over them and you knew yours was going to sweep down to save you soon.

“I’m so sorry we can’t help you pay,” Hyunjin told you sadly.

“It’s alright. I know my guardian angel is going to come soon,” you offer a small smile.

“I sure hope so,” Seungmin nods, giving you a loose hug, not wanting to hurt you.

Soon enough, summer break ended and you began high school. Luckily, there was a program you were able to apply to. A program where you were able to get sponsored and in return, you offered your friendship and company.

He was your guardian angel. He didn’t give you his name and you didn’t give him yours. You enjoyed the mysteriousness and you were more than grateful when he agreed to pay for your surgery. The two of you hadn’t met, wanting to save the meeting for when you had gotten the surgery. Luckily, the two of you had exchanged numbers and texted often. You had learned that he is the same age as you. You had learned that he’s Australian. You had learned that he is also a dancer.

He had told you that he was more than happy to help another dancer out which was why he chose to help you. He knows how difficult it was and how competitive the industry is. You felt comforted knowing that he was there to help. You had told him that you thought he was your guardian angel and that was what you referred to him as. He told you he thought that it was really cute and all was well.

---

“Hurry up, Hyunjin. We’re going to be late! It’s the first day of school, damn it,” Seungmin grunts, fast-walking towards the classroom.

It was the first day of your junior year and Hyunjin got distracted by a stray cat on the way to school. You laughed at Seungmin who was struggling to get Hyunjin to leave the cat and at Hyunjin who refused to ditch the cat.

“For once, I agree with Min,” you giggle, tugging at Hyunjin’s sleeve, “I don’t want to be late on the first day.”

“Fine~” Hyunjin pouts, releasing the stray from his grips.

Finally arriving at school, the three of you stepped into the classroom just as the bell rang. Sighing, you guys decided to sit in the back of the classroom, as you had in the past two years of high school. You could feel the eyes of your peers on the three of you. It wasn’t really that surprising that the three of you were one of the most popular people at school.

Hyunjin, with his gorgeous face and extraordinary dancing skills, could easily woo anybody he ever wanted. Seungmin had been chosen as president for your grade for the past two years and you were sure he was going to win again this year. He was smart and dedicated which attracted a lot of your schoolmates. As for you, you had the looks and warm personality that made people want to befriend you. The three of you were known as the golden trio at your school.

You always thought to yourself, if people had known about your condition, would you still be as popular as you are now? Seungmin and Hyunjin always told you that you would, and you did believe them, but sometimes there was a little doubt. Shaking your head, you toss the thought aside and focus in class. Finally, the class ended and the three of you decided to stay in the classroom during resting period.

“What should we do after school today?” Seungmin asks, “It’s the first day so there’s not much work to do.”

“I want to go see the cat,” Hyunjin says while sipping on his drink.

“We should go to the ice cream parlor. I’ve been craving for ice cream recently,” you hum.

“Oh, the one that just opened nearby Hyunjin’s house?” Seungmin’s face brightened up.

“I went there with my mom one time. It’s pretty good,” Hyunjin nods in approval.

“Maybe the ice cream will help the pill go down easier,” you ponder. You had been taking medication for your condition which helped delay any serious problems.

“Hopefully,” Seungmin gives you a charming smile.

---

“I wonder what they’re talking about. It looks like they’re planning on something exciting,” Felix dreamily sighs, his eyes never leaving your figure.

“Stop staring, she’s going to notice. They probably are planning something exciting,” Jisung agrees, fiddling with a little piece of paper he had been playing with during class.

“I-I’m not staring! I just glanced over,” Felix huffed, feeling his cheeks heat up. He has had the biggest, most obvious crush on you since freshman year. He was hopelessly in love with you and you barely knew his name. However, Felix still hoped...even if Jisung was a debby-downer sometimes.

“Yeah ‘glancing’ for five minutes straight...sure,” Jisung teasingly chuckles.

“Ugh, shut up Jisung,” Felix pouts, taking one last look at your pretty figure before the bell rang and the teacher strolling in.

---

A few months passed and you could feel your body slowly deteriorating. Sometimes you felt fine, but other days, you felt like every part of your body had been run over by a steam roller and your head won’t stop spinning. However, your bond with your guardian angel only strengthened with each day.

“He just made another deposit! We’re almost at the goal price,” you happily hum in the hospital bed.

You made regular visits to the hospital for check-ups and Seungmin and Hyunjin would often tag along. They were there for moral support and you are ever so grateful.

“Oh my gosh yay! Hopefully, we can reach it before winter break,” Seungmin happily claps.

“We must celebrate,” Hyunjin grins, giving your hand a small squeeze.

“Yeah,” you stare at his text saying that he has made another deposit, “I can’t believe this is happening.”

If you were being honest, you have fallen for your mysterious savior throughout the past two and a half years. He was sweet, understanding, supportive, and most importantly, he basically saved your life. You couldn’t help but feel giddy, like a schoolgirl in love (which you pretty much are) whenever you receive a text or a call from him. It makes your heart race, and not because of your condition.

You decided to give him a call, to thank him. Pressing his contact, you put the phone on speaker so that Seungmin and Hyunjin could hear too. He had met both your best friends, well only through calls since you let them listen in sometimes, and they all got along quite well. Biting on your lip, you felt a small blush make its way onto your cheeks. Seungmin seemed to notice and he giggled, nudging your arm.

“Hello~” your guardian angel hums, his deep voice calming you.

“Hello, angel,” you giggle, “Thank you so much for the deposit!”

“Seriously, we can’t thank you enough for doing this,” Seungmin nods.

“It’s really no problem. It’s the least I can do for a fellow dancer,” Felix chuckles.

“Us dancers must stick together,” Hyunjin agrees.

“Anyway, how are you doing?” you ask.

“I’ve been alright, though I have this huge project coming up soon,” the deep voice groaned.

“Oh, same actually. Good luck, by the way,” you cheer him on.

“Hehe, thanks. You too,” he chuckled, the audio crackling a little.

Soon, both Seungmin and Hyunjin had to head home and you were left by yourself in the little hospital room, still on the phone with your savior. You always enjoyed the long phone calls you were able to have with him. It was comforting and he always takes your mind off your struggles.

“Say, angel, I’ve been thinking,” you gulp, “Maybe we should meet up before the surgery after all.”

“Don’t say that,” he hums.

“J-just in case you know,” you stutter, suddenly feeling a little scared and uncertain about your future.

“Please don’t think that way. When you get better, we will meet for sure,” you can hear just how genuine he is.

“Really?” you ask, still hesitant.

“Believe me. I’m your guardian angel, right? I’ll protect you. There’s no need to worry,” he chuckles comfortingly.

“You’re right. I can’t thank you enough, angel,” you smile.

“No problem. I’m here for you,” you can practically hear his smile.

Suddenly, the door opened and you gasped slightly. You were so immersed in the conversation that you hadn’t notice. You could hear him giggling on the other end of the line and you can’t help but chuckle along. You didn’t want to hang up, but you had to. The two of you exchanged goodbyes and your finger hovered over the end call button before finally pressing it.

“How’re you feeling?” your doctor gives you a small smile.

“I’ve been alright. He just made another deposit,” you return the smile.

“That’s wonderful. Soon, you’ll be on your way out and never have to visit again!” your doctor steps up to you to do your routine check-up.

“I sure hope so,” you clutch your phone, thinking about him.

---

“Hey, how long did you end up calling him for?” Hyunjin’s teasing voice traveled all the way to Felix’s ear.

The freckled boy whips around, the topic piquing interest to him. He was greeted by you blushing, shyly hitting Hyunjin. He couldn’t hear what your reply was from such a far distance, but his heart sank. Was there someone else? Were you already dating someone? Felix bit his lip, frustrated.

“Yo, what’s wrong?” Jisung plops down into the seat next to him, stabbing his juice box.

“Nothing,” Felix grumbles, staring at his hands.

“Come on, it doesn’t take a genius to know something is wrong,” Jisung sighs.

“It’s nothing big, Jisung. I...uh...I just got a bad grade on that last test. I don’t want to talk about it,” Felix shakes his head.

“Hmm...okay...but same,” Jisung hums suspiciously but dropping the topic anyway.

---

“Stop it Hyunjin...he doesn’t feel that way about me anyway,” you whine, lightly hitting Hyunjin’s arm.

“Hmm, I’m not sure about that. Why would he call you for that long?” Hyunjin raises a perfect eyebrow.

“He’s just being nice,” you groan, “Besides, he told me he has this massive crush on someone at his school.”

“What if he goes to our school?” Seungmin suggests.

“No way, the world isn’t that small,” you scoff, a little disappointed.

“You never know,” Seungmin shrugs.

---

“Alright students, we’re having a project for your final. Rather than taking a test, you guys will be put into groups to complete a full powerpoint and a poster on your chosen topic,” your teacher announces.

A mix of groans and cheering came from the students and your teacher chuckles. You stared ahead with a straight face. You knew you weren’t going to be able to do much since you were going to be in the hospital most of the time. Silently, you apologized to your group mates in advance.

The teacher started listing the groups and much to your disappointment, Seungmin ended up in a different group. You pout and waved goodbye to Seungmin as Hyunjin clung on to you, hoping to end up in the same group. You held your breath when you heard Hyunjin’s name get called.

“Hyunjin, Felix, Jisung, and Y/n,” your teacher calls.

“Yes! Seungmin can suck it!” Hyunjin whisper-yells, high-fiving you.

You roll your eyes, giggling at his antics and went to sit with your two other group mates. There was a bit of awkward tension, but you brushed it off and gave them a smile. You were sure Hyunjin felt the awkwardness too since he stiffened a little. He was a little more of an introvert than you were.

“Hey,” you cooly greeted the two.

“Hi,” Jisung excitedly shakes your outstretched hand.

“H-hey,” Felix shyly nods.

You’ve seen the pair a few times in the halls and they have been in a few of your classes since freshman year, but you’ve never really interacted with them much. They were considered the nerds, which you didn’t mind, but it seems that you’ve just never had the chance to talk to them before.

“So, which topic do you guys want to do?” Jisung asks. He seems to be the more outgoing of the two.

“This one about thermodynamics seems kind of interesting,” Hyunjin suggests.

“What? I thought you were more into the three kinematics,” you tilt your head, confused. Both you, Seungmin, and Hyunjin had all agreed before that kinematics was a lot more interesting.

“I’m sorry, I’m nervous,” Hyunjin pouts.

“Don’t be nervous...we don’t bite,” Felix chuckles.

You let out a laugh, throwing your head back. Little did you know, Felix’s cheeks had lit up and his ears had gone completely red. Felix’s little heart pounded at the sound of your laughter. He could listen to you laugh all day.

“I’m sure you don’t. Right, Jinnie?” you giggle, patting Hyunjin’s shoulder.

“Yeah, whatever,” Hyunjin rolls his eyes, a small smile making its way onto his handsome face.

The four of you quickly decided on a topic and exchanged contacts before the bell rang. All of you filed out of the classroom, heading your separate ways.

“Hey, how’s your group?” Seungmin asks as the three of you stroll back home.

“Jisung and Felix seem like chill people,” Hyunjin nods in approval.

“Felix seems pretty funny,” you offer.

“Yeah, you were laughing a lot,” Seungmin chuckles.

“Gosh, Min. Focus on your own group,” you sassily respond.

“Wow, did you just say that to me?” Seungmin gasps in false offense.

“Yeah, she just did,” Hyunjin laughs.

The three of you continue to laugh until you reach home.

---

Felix tosses his backpack off and flops onto his bed, groaning. His face is warm and pink from his interactions with you just a few minutes ago. A shy smile made its way onto Felix’s freckled face and he lets out a small squeal.

“What’s wrong with you?” Jisung laughs, plopping down on the bed beside Felix.

“Nothing,” Felix sighs contentedly.

“Nothing my ass,” Jisung mocks,” It’s always y/n.”

“No...not always. I made her laugh a lot today though,” Felix sits up, his blush so dark you can barely see his freckles anymore.

“Oh my gosh, your face is so red,” Jisung bursts, clutching his stomach.

Felix bites his lip, brows furrowing, “Shut up, Jisung. You’re so noisy.”

Jisung scoffs, “Me? Noisy? Never~”

Felix simply rolls his eyes, shoving Jisung’s backpack off his chair and starting on his work. Both Jisung and Felix got to work, but the freckled boy can’t help but let his mind wander to earlier in class. The way you threw your head back at his jokes made him blush all over again. Oh, how he wished he could make you laugh like that every day.

---

Curled up in layers of blankets, you scroll through your old photos and videos. Sometimes you liked to get all cozy and relive your old life through your pictures and videos. Sometimes you invited Seungmin and Hyunjin over to join you. Sometimes you didn’t. This time, you didn’t. You stopped on one particular photo and it usually doesn’t bring tears to your eyes, but this time it did.

You sigh, staring at your younger self. The photo was taken after a competition you joined and you had won first place. You were smiling so brightly as Seungmin and Hyunjin stood by your side looking so proud. You were holding up your little gold medal, Seungmin and Hyunjin each had an arm around you, smiling proudly on either side of you.

You suddenly felt really nostalgic and you couldn’t help but let out a small whimper. You wish you could dance again, to be on stage and perform, to compete. Taking a deep breath, you decided to post the picture on your private account that only your closest friends knew about. You didn’t want anyone else knowing about your condition because you didn’t want anyone’s pity which is why no one knows that you danced.

You smiled a little, reliving the memory. You tagged Seungmin and Hyunjin and added a caption.

I miss this.

After posting it, you shut off your phone, plugged it in to charge for the night and buried yourself deeper into your pile of blankets. You quickly fall asleep, dreaming of yourself dancing with Hyunjin, and Seungmin cheering the two of you on.

---

“Y/n!” Felix calls after you.

You spin around, surprised that Felix was calling for you. He ran to you excitedly, unlocking his phone. You were surprised because the two of you never really talked until yesterday to discuss the project. It was funny to see such a shy boy look so hyper and so you chuckled a little.

“Hey Felix,” you kindly greet him.

“H-hey…” Felix suddenly becomes shy again, pressing some buttons on his phone.

His eyes sparkle when he seems to found what he wanted to show you. It made you smile to see him so happy. Even if you didn’t really know the boy, you liked to see people so excited. Felix shyly turns his phone so you can see what is on the screen and you gasp. You hadn’t realized that you had posted the photo on your main account.

Your eyes widen in shock. You snatch the phone from him, yanking out your own phone from your pocket. You hadn’t checked your notifications in the morning and you scrolled through people’s comments on your post. Luckily, they were all either congratulating you for what you won or commenting on how adorable younger you, Hyunjin, and Seungmin looked. Thankfully, the medal wasn’t that obvious and only dancers would recognize what the medal was for.

“I’m sorry I snatched your phone like that,” you apologize, handing the blushing boy in front of you his phone back.

“It’s fine,” he bites his lip.

“Um, so what about the photo?” you ask, slightly panicked. You pray that he didn’t recognize the medal.

“I didn’t know you danced!” Felix slips his phone back into his pocket, “I’m a dancer too and I recognized the medal. Congratulations by the way...even though that seemed to be a while ago.”

“O-Oh...thank you,” you try to give him a genuine smile. Fear was clawing at you from the inside.

“We should dance together sometime,” Felix looks down, blushing a little, “If you want to of course.”

“I can’t...Felix,” you gulp, “I don’t dance.”

“But the medal. You must be really good,” Felix encourages.

“I’m not,” you take a deep breath, trying to keep your composure.

“The first place medal tells me otherwise,” Felix chuckles.

You give him a weak smile but stayed silent. You are afraid that if you said anything, the tears would burst from your eyes. You didn’t want to cry, not now.

“Ah, I actually participated in that competition before and won. I believe we have matching medals,” Felix gives you a cheeky grin, “Jisung told me that he thought I deserved better than first place, but I think someone else should have won honestly.”

Felix gives you a hopeful look, praying that his anecdote might help you open up about your dancing. You simply shake your head, feeling scared.

“I can’t dance,” you spit out, unintentionally sounding aggressive.

Felix’s face drops, his smile falters. You can see that he’s disappointed and you feel terrible for bursting at him like that. He didn’t deserve it. You wish the ground would swallow you up and you bowed, hiding your embarrassed expression and bubbling tears.

“I-I’m so sorry Felix,” you choke out.

Before the poor boy could respond, you turned and ran out of the halls. The rest of the day, you tried to avoid him and luckily today you didn’t have any classes with him today. As soon as you got home, you dialed your guardian angel’s number

He was always there for you. He always listens and makes sure that by the end of the call, you are feeling better than you have ever felt before. You sniffle, waiting for him to pick up and he picks up within seconds as usual.

“Hey, how are you?” he asks.

“Not good,” you mumble, “Do you have time for a long call?”

“Tell me what happened,” you can hear his worry.

You try to calm yourself, but your voice still came out shaky. You spill out what you’ve been feeling, not even realizing you have begun to cry in the middle. You didn’t give any specifics, just the stress and pain you’ve been feeling.

“Today’s just been a bad day,” you sniff, wiping away the tears with a crumpled tissue.

“We all have those days and they will pass. Tomorrow is going to be better, I know it,” your angel assures.

“Thanks for listening to my rant. I’m so sorry you have to put up with me,” you bitterly chuckle.

“Hey, you’re not a burden at all. I want to help and I’ll always be here for you. You’re special and you deserve so much better than what is going on right now. Just hold out a little longer, I’m going to protect you,” he promises.

“Thank you so much. If you have any problems you can come to me too. You’ve done so much for me, I have to repay you and I hope this friendship is enough,” you smile, feeling better already.

“Thanks,” he hesitates a little before speaking again, “Well, today has been pretty bad for me too.”

“Aww, what’s wrong?” you sit up a little straighter, you can hear the sadness in his deep voice.

“You know that girl I told you about? The one I really like,” he sighs.

“Yeah…” your brows furrow. As much as you wish he liked you instead, you would never wish anything bad upon that girl.

“I-I think she hates me now,” he groans, “I made her cry today.”

“Oh no,” you sympathetically gasp.

“Yeah, long story short, I think I pushed a little too far. She must have been having a bad day and when I asked her about something I assume is more personal, her whole demeanor just changed. I could feel the frustration radiating off of her and I guess what I said made her burst. She ran away from me before I could even apologize,” the voice on the other end cracked.

“Angel, I don’t think she hates you. If she’s just having a bad day, she’ll understand that you didn’t do anything wrong. You just caught her at the wrong time,” you comfortingly suggest.

“I hope so,” he sighs.

“Don’t worry. You should try talking to her again tomorrow,” you offer.

“That’s a good idea,” he agrees, his voice more steady now, “Thank you so much for letting me rant.”

“No problem, it’s the least I can do,” you sadly smile, “I just wish I could talk to you face-to-face.”

“Me too, but I want our first meeting to be special,” he agrees, “I can’t wait to see you all healthy, happy, and dancing again.”

You giggle, “Yeah, I hope the surgery will help.”

“Same here. Remember, I’ll be watching over you so you have nothing to worry about. I’ll make sure the doctors don’t make a wrong move,” he chuckles.

“Thank you so much. I can’t thank you enough,” you laugh, checking the clock, “I do have to go now though. I have that project to work on.”

“Same. I’ll talk to you later and I hope you feel better!” he offers, extremely supportive.

“Bye-bye, angel~” you hum, hanging up after he returns the greeting.

Tossing your phone onto the end of your bed, you sigh happily. You always felt like you were on top of the world after a call with him. He just had that effect on you. He takes away all your stress and worries.

Encouraged and motivated, you started on your homework and calling Seungmin and Hyunjin later to give them an update since you had run out on them earlier today as well.

---

Felix is miserable. No words could describe how guilty and disappointed he feels. He had angered you yesterday and he didn’t know what happened, but he couldn’t help but the feel like it was his fault. He had called Jisung when he got home that day, confiding in him.

Although Jisung told him to stop worrying and that she was probably having an off day, Felix can’t help but worry. He didn’t want to face you in class today, but he also has to apologize. Luckily, when he walked into the classroom, you were happily chatting away with Seungmin and Hyunjin as usual. At least you feel better now and it made Felix’s mood brighten a bit.

“Hey man. You don’t look too hot,” Jisung gives his freckled friend a concerned look.

“I’m fine…” Felix takes another peek at you, “I need to apologize to her.”

“Stop worrying about it. I’m sure she doesn’t think it’s your fault for what happened yesterday,” Jisung reassures him, giving him an encouraging pat on the back.

“I hope,” Felix sighs, slightly dreading on working on the group project.

Little did he know, you were feeling the same.

“Seriously? I can’t believe you tripped over Seungmin. Did you really not see him there?” you laugh.

“I swear, he wasn’t there a second ago!” Hyunjin groans.

“You need to get your eyes checked. I had been sitting there since I got into your house,” Seungmin rolls his eyes.

“You two are idiots,” you chuckle, turning your head to see who had entered the classroom.

You smile falters when you see that it’s Felix. He looked tired and dejected which you assume was because of what happened yesterday. The guilt began eating away at you and you looked away, brows furrowed.

“Hey, we all have bad days,” Seungmin reassures you when he notices who had just walked in.

“Talk to him later. Get it off your chest,” Hyunjin suggests, giving your hand a light squeeze.

“Thanks, guys,” you give them a weak smile. You hope Felix would understand.

---

As soon as the bell rang for lunch, you lunge out of your seat to catch Felix before he left the classroom with Jisung.

“Felix!” you reach out and grabbed his arm, preventing him from leaving.

Both Felix and Jisung jump in shock and they whip around to face you. Both boys’ eyes travel down to your hand on Felix’s arm and you blush, letting go, muttering an apology. Jisung simply smirks while Felix’s freckles slowly disappeared.

“Hey, can I borrow Felix for a second?” you clear your throat.

“Feel free to take him for the whole lunch,” Jisung winks at you playfully before skipping off.

The two of you slowly made your way outside, the awkwardness looming around the both of you. The two of you made your way to a quiet corner and you sigh. You gulp before looking him in the eye.

“I’m so sorry about yesterday, Felix. I wasn’t feeling well,” you bow.

“Oh, I hope you’re feeling better now,” Felix looks at you worriedly.

“I’m fine now, thanks,” you look up at him through your lashes.

Felix visibly gulps, “I’m sorry about yesterday too. I shouldn’t have pushed you.”

“That’s okay. I shouldn’t have snapped at you,” you shake your head.

You gently take his hand in yours and give them a light squeeze, hoping that he would forgive you. Felix blushes and he averts his gaze.

“I hope we can get to know each other,” you offer, “I hope we can be friends.”

“O-of course,” Felix shyly smiles.

The meek smile on your face widens and you instinctively give him a hug, squeezing him. Felix stiffens in shock, but he quickly recovers and wraps his arms around you to return the hug.

You spent the rest of lunch with Felix, and though you didn’t touch on the subject of dance, the two of you found much more in common and shared lots of laughs. The two of you got along well and you appreciated your new found friendship.

“Jisung really did that? Well, at least it’s not as bad as when Hyunjin tripped over Seungmin yesterday. He claims that he didn’t see Min on the floor,” you giggle, strolling back to the classroom since lunch had ended.

“Seriously? I thought they were both super graceful and stuff,” Felix laughs.

“No one really knows them. They’re the biggest dorks I’ve ever known,” you laugh along, entering the classroom.

You spot Seungmin, Hyunjin, and Jisung already sitting together, getting ready for the project. The teacher had told all of you that the next few classes would be dedicated to working on the final project.

“Looks like we were too slow,” you chuckle, skipping over to your friends, dragging Felix with you.

The three of them were giving you a peculiar look. You can’t quite tell what the expression they’re making is so you make a confused face of your own. You sit down next to Hyunjin and Felix slides into the seat next to yours.

“We were talking about you,” Jisung playfully giggles, scooting his chair in to form a tighter circle.

“So were we,” Felix spits back, sticking his tongue out playfully.

“You’d better not be talking trash. I have a reputation to keep up,” Seungmin eyes you suspiciously.

“Don’t worry, it was mostly of Hyunjin doing dumb things anyway,” you laugh.

“What? Nothing I do is dumb. You’re delusional,” Hyunjin scoffs, pointing at you accusingly.

“Whatever, let’s start before we get yelled at,” you shake your head, a smile on your face.

---

From that day on, your friend groups seemed to have merged. The five of you eat lunch together and hang out together after school. You and Felix however, have gotten particularly close. It became a known fact that Felix has a crush on you, which you don’t really mind, but you didn’t want to break his heart by telling him you already have someone else you’re smitten with. No one told you, but it was kind of obvious. So, you and Felix never touched on the subject.

However, you do find yourself slowly falling for the charming boy. His smile makes your heart flutter, his caring gestures makes your face warm, and his voice makes you melt into a puddle of lovestruck goop. Although you began feeling things for Felix, you never told him. Besides, you still have a massive crush on your guardian angel. Whenever you’re with Felix you feel that you can move on from your angel since he already has someone, but whenever you’re calling him, you can’t help but fall in love with him all over again.

You feel conflicted, but you kept your struggles to yourself. You didn’t want to bother anyone.

“Hey Felix, what’s up?” you ask, keeping your phone to your ear with your shoulder, continuing on your homework.

“Since the project is due on the day of the final, do you want to meet up with the others to finish it this week? Finals are in two weeks and we all have other finals to study for too so it might be more convenient,” Felix’s deep voice rang through, making your heart flutter a little.

“That’s a good idea. You should just text the group chat,” you giggle.

“Uh, right,” Felix becomes quiet and you receive a notification from said group chat, “Okay, just sent it.”

“I got it,” you laugh, “Well I know Hyunjin and Seungmin’s schedule...when are you and Jisung free?”

“How about next Monday after school?” Felix suggests.

“Can’t. Hyunjin has dance,” you hum, “How about Wednesday?”

“Oh, I’m free, but Jisung has extracurricular classes,” Felix sighs.

“Darn, how about Thursday?” you ask.

“Jisung and I are free that day,” Felix approves, “I’ll just text the group chat to make sure.”

“Good idea,” you nod, even though Felix can’t see you.

Felix and you chatted for a while longer, but your mom suddenly bursts in your room and you let out a shriek. You apologize to Felix before hanging up.

“Mom~ I almost got a heart attack!” you hold your hand up to your chest, feeling your heart beat faster, “You know I’m supposed to try to keep my heart rate as regular as possible.”

“I’m sorry, honey, but look! The final payment has been made!” your mom excitedly shows you her phone and the last payment has indeed been made.

“Oh my gosh! Finally,” you feel yourself tear up.

Your mom bursts into tears and the two of you hold each other, sobbing happy tears. You are overjoyed, you silently thank your guardian angel for this chance. Later that night, you called up your guardian angel to thank him and your family went out for a celebratory dinner.

“So, when am I going to get the surgery?” you ask, taking a bite of your food.

“We were thinking after your last final,” your dad cuts into his meat.

“The doctors said you’ll need to be there for the entirety of the week prior to the surgery. Since that would be the week of your finals, they said it would be okay for you to take the finals and then head straight back to the hospital,” your mom nods.

“That sounds good to me,” you smile. You were excited. This surgery could change your life and you could possibly dance again.

That night, you fell asleep the happiest you have ever been. You dreamed of dancing that night, the spotlight shone on your figure. When you finished, you spot a dark, hazy figure in the middle of the audience and you smiled. You knew that was your guardian angel and he was watching over you.

---

“Hey, where’s y/n?” Felix tilts his head, wondering why you haven’t shown up to class yet.

“Y/n’s not going to be here this whole week,” Seungmin informs him.

“What? Is she okay?” Felix’s brows furrowed in worry.

“She’s fine,” Hyunjin shrugs, “That’s why she offered to do most of the project on Thursday.”

“O-oh…” Felix swallows harshly.

“Don’t worry about her. She’s going to be fine,” Hyunjin places a hand on Felix’s shoulder giving it a light squeeze.

“Sorry, I can’t help it. What’s going on though?” Felix sighs.

“We can’t tell you, sorry. We promised her not to,” Seungmin shakes his head sadly, “I wish she could open up about things, but I know she just doesn’t want anyone to worry or have anyone judge her.”

“Ah, I see. I hope she’s okay,” Felix looks down dejectedly.

“It’s nothing personal if that’s what you’re thinking,” Hyunjin says.

“No, I understand,” Felix licks his lips, “I just hope nothing’s wrong.”

---

Throughout the week, you studiously take all your finals in the small hospital room and studying. Seungmin and Hyunjin came in a few times to study with you and you were thankful. As much as you were excited about the surgery, you were also extremely nervous and adding on the stress of finals didn’t really help.

However, your guardian angel called often to check up on you. It was his finals week as well, but that didn’t stop him from making sure you were okay and you couldn’t be more thankful for such a sweet guy watching over you. The two of you had finally set a time to meet. You wanted him to be the first person you saw when you woke up so the two of you planned for him to be waiting outside your room after your surgery. He would come in as soon as the doctors saw your eyes open. You told your doctors your plan and they happily complied, wishing the best for you. You were so excited about the meeting you felt as if your heart was beating a thousand miles per hour. That couldn’t be good for you, but you were too giddy to care.

Finally, you finished your last final and you sigh contentedly. You relaxed a little, but then remembered that you would be under the knife in just a few hours. Your phone suddenly rings and you check the caller ID. It was your guardian angel. Your heart picks up its pace and you answer immediately.

“Hi,” you excitedly breathe into the mic.

“Hey, are you ready?” his deep voice rumbles.

“I’m more than ready...though I am a little nervous still,” you confess.

“It’s perfectly normal to be nervous. I bought you something, by the way. I asked the nurse to bring it to you. Hopefully, it can be like a lucky charm and you can take it with you into surgery,” his steady voice calms you.

“You didn’t have to spend any more money on me than you already do,” your brows furrowed when he told you he bought you something, “I appreciate it though. I’ll definitely take it with me.”

“It’s no problem. I guess I just wanted to somehow be there with you,” he chuckles. You can tell from his voice that he got a little shy.

“Thank you,” you pause as a nurse comes into your room, “Oh, hold on. Someone is here.”

“This is from him,” the nurse smiled kindly, one hand pointing at your phone while the holding a tiny box in the other.

“Oh, thank you,” the grin on your face widens. The nurse quickly leaves and you continue your call with your angel.

“Open it,” he encourages.

You set your phone on speaker so you didn’t have to hold it and you tugged at the delicately tied bow. The ribbons fell and you lifted the lid of the small box. You gasp and pull out the silver jewelry.

It was a silver necklace with a little angel charm. You speechlessly flip the charm around and on the back of the angel, today’s date was finely etched onto it. Your tongue felt heavy and you immediately clasped it onto your neck. You silently vowed to never take it off.

“Do you like it?” his voice hopeful, but also a little nervous. You hadn’t said anything yet.

“I...I love it. It’s gorgeous,” you sniffle, gently touching the angel charm on the necklace that is now resting at the top of your chest area.

“I’m glad,” he lets out a relieved sigh.

“And the date on the back. It’s today,” you lick your dry lips.

“Yeah. It’s the day we meet and the day you can finally dance again. Today is an important day,” he chuckles.

“Thank you so much,” you begin to tear up, “Oh gosh, I’m going to cry.”

“Don’t cry,” he laughs, “I’ll be by your side.”

“I’m speechless. You’re the best thing that’s happened to me,” you shyly confess, thankful that he wasn’t here to see you blush.

“I can say the same to you. You’re an inspiration,” his genuine voice calms you.

“You flatter me,” you giggle, “Well, I think it’s about time. I’ll call you-- no I’ll see you later.”

“Wow, that sounds so foreign. Are we speaking the same language?” the two of you burst out in laughter.

“Well, I can't wait to actually see you in person to thank you,” you sigh happily.

“Same here. Good luck and remember I’m always with you,” he cheers you on.

You simply hum and he hangs up. You put your phone aside just as the doctor comes in. You’re placed onto another bed and you clutch onto your new necklace. Your vision slowly fades as they put you under heavy anesthetic. You drift off to deep sleep, serenity washing over you.

---

Felix paced around his room. He couldn’t stop. He hadn’t seen you all week and he had become a nervous wreck. He prayed that you were okay and despite Seungmin and Hyunjin telling him that you were, he couldn’t stop worrying.

The love of his life hadn’t shown up for finals and barely responded to any of his texts and calls. The poor boy just wanted to see you. That’s all he was asking for. He tries to calm himself and decides to head out. He had promised someone important that he would be at the hospital. He decided to calm himself and get there early.

Felix couldn’t stop thinking about you as he makes his way to the hospital. He wonders what you’ve been up to the past week since both Seungmin and Hyunjin refuse to tell him. The steps in through the hospital doors, greeting the nurse in the front.

“I’m Felix,” he informs them and the nurse leads him to the front of one of the rooms.

“You might have to wait a little longer, but you can take a peek if you want,” the nurse smiled reassuringly.

“Thanks,” Felix gives the nurse a tight smile, shoving his hands in his pockets.

The nurse leaves and Felix hesitantly makes his way to the door. Head down, Felix takes a deep breath before peeking through the window. He squints to get a better view of the person sleeping in the bed and his jaw drops. Everything makes sense now.

---

A soft, constant beeping noise became louder and louder, causing you to stir. Your eyes snap open and you feel slightly panicked, but calm yourself down when you see where you are. You close your eyes and smile. The surgery was finished and you made it.

You hear the door creak open and you open your eyes, shifting yourself so that you were sort of sitting up. You groaned a little at the soreness your body felt, but you couldn’t care less. You knew who was at the door. Your eyes trailed from the floor to his feet and up his body and finally, his face. Your eyebrows shoot up, mouth hanging open.

“F-Felix?” you gasp.

He shyly chuckles, making his way towards you, “I hope you’re not disappointed.”

You shake your head, tugging Felix’s hand, motioning for him to sit. He sits at the side of your bed and you tear up. With the little energy you have, you give Felix the tightest hug you could give. You felt bad for getting his shirt wet with your tears, but it wasn’t the most important thing right now. You were just overwhelmed.

“I was hoping it was you,” you whisper, squeezing Felix just a little tighter.

There’s so much you want to tell him, but you couldn’t get anything else. Your tears didn’t stop and Felix carefully wiped them away, his bright smile never leaving his face. He chuckles when you hiccup and hands you some water to help you calm down.

“Everything makes sense now. Why you were gone during finals week, why you told me you couldn’t dance,” Felix runs his fingers through your hair comfortingly, his hand then sliding from your head down to your hand, gripping it tightly.

“I’m sorry I didn’t tell you anything. I didn’t know how and I didn’t want you to think that I’m weak or anything,” you cry, sipping the water.

“I wouldn’t ever think that. I’m sponsoring someone with the same story as you,” he chuckles, “And that person turns out to be you.”

You nod, too tired to say anything more. Felix notices your eyes drooping and you let out a cute yawn. Felix laughs, tugging the blankets higher up on your body. He stands up, still holding your hand.

“I’ll let you rest,” Felix runs his thumb over your hand lightly.

“Stay,” you whisper, giving Felix’s soft hands a tight squeeze.

“Alright, I’ll stay,” you hear Felix chuckle before drifting to sleep.

---

Over the course of winter break, you recover smoothly and spill your whole story out to Felix even though he knows pretty much all of it. You show him your old videos and pictures and he shows you some of his own dance routines. The two of you bond over your passion and it distracts you from the hardships that come with recovering from surgery. Soon enough, Seungmin, Hyunjin, Jisung, your family, and your classmates all came to visit at some point. Felix never left your side. He only got up to eat and shower. He slept on the little couch bed squeezed into the corner of your bland hospital room.

“Okay, truth or dare?” Hyunjin smirks, sitting cross-legged at the end of your bed.

“Dare. Momma ain’t raise no wimp,” Seungmin huffs, crossing his arms over his chest, his head held high.

“Sure, I dare you to press every single button on the vending machine down the hall,” Hyunjin cocks a perfect brow.

“W-What...that’s rude,” Seungmin hesitates, “This is a hospital, Hyunjin. Not school.”

“Momma ain’t raise no wimp,” Hyunjin mocks, throwing his head back in laughter.

“I’ll go with you so you don’t have to be embarrassed,” you offer, laughing as well.

“No way! You just want to go to laugh at me!” Seungmin shrieks.

“So, are you going to do the dare or pick truth for the rest of the game?” Hyunjin confidently puffs.

“Fine, fine. Just continue playing while I humiliate myself out there,” Seungmin groans, getting up and leaving the room.

“Well, I guess I’ll go,” Jisung offers, “Felix. Truth or dare?”

“I don’t want to humiliate myself either so truth,” Felix chuckles.

“Hmm, that’s a good choice,” Jisung smirks.

Felix visibly gulps, his face grimacing, “Okay?”

“So, are you in love with y/n?” Jisung giggles, knowing that the answer was obvious.

Both yours and Felix’s face flare up, refusing to make eye contact with each other. While you were desperately playing with the blanket, Felix was blubbering and stuttering. You found it cute and although you were embarrassed, you wish Felix would say yes.

“Just answer the damn question you fool!” Jisung teases, causing Hyunjin to nearly roll off the bed from laughing so hard.

“Y-yes...I do,” Felix sighs, shyly looking over at you.

You freeze. Felix looks at you with the most innocent and hopeful puppy dog eyes which cause you to become more red, if that was even possible. You want to just attack him with kisses, but you couldn’t will yourself to move. Felix’s face drops and the memory of you telling him you couldn’t dance slides its way back into your memory and you shudder.

“Y/n, truth or dare,” Hyunjin looks at you. You know what he was thinking.

“Dare,” you squeak.

“I dare you to just confess to Felix,” Hyunjin groans, “You’ve been so in love with him for the past few years and you didn’t even know.

“W-what?” It’s Felix’s turn to freeze. Jisung facepalms.

“This is so embarrassing,” you cry, “ but yeah...I’ve kind of had a crush on you since you decided to sponsor me.”

“Do you know how long Seungmin and I have had to deal with her blubbering about how in love she is with her ‘guardian angel’ and how devastated she is when she found out you had a crush...on her?” Hyunjin shakes his head.

“Oh...my gosh…” cheeks bright pink, Felix begins giggling.

“Don’t laugh at me~” you whine, “I kind of suspected that you’ve had a crush on me since freshman year so you’re not one to laugh.”

“Fair point, but that’s so cute,” Felix purses his lips and reaches over to squish your cheeks.

“It’s not, it’s embarrassing,” you pout, trying to pull Felix’s hand away from your face.

“What’s funny is that Felix has been crushing on you and you’ve been crushing on him the whole time,” Jisung wipes away an imaginary tear.

“So? Are you guys dating now? Can we celebrate yet?” Hyunjin asks.

However, neither you nor Felix was really paying attention. You stare at Felix, admiring his perfect face. His soft looking hair, his adorable sparkly eyes, his constellation-like freckles, his cute button nose, his perfectly kissable lips, he drove you absolutely crazy; it was a good kind of crazy. The two of you stare into each other’s eyes, the world around you disappear.

Both of you started leaning in until an awkward cough was heard. The two of you freeze, slowly looking back at your friends. The two of you blushed and pulled away, but Felix’s hand remained in yours.

“Sorry to ruin the moment,” Jisung laughs.

“We’ll leave now and we’ll get Seungmin to stay out for a while too. Remember, don’t do anything Jesus wouldn’t do,” Hyunjin winks, hopping off the end of your bed.

You and Felix wordlessly watch as your friends leave. It was silent, but a comfortable silence. After a while of just holding hands and enjoying each other’s company, Felix finally speaks up.

“So...about earlier,” Felix shyly rubs the nape of his neck with his free hand, “well the cat’s out of the bag now.”

“Yeah...so...are we dating?” you ask hesitantly, not knowing if Felix wanted to be with you despite his recent confession.

“If you want,” Felix smiles at you, pure love shining in his eyes.

You smile back, blushing, “Of course I want to. I’ve been unknowingly head-over-heels for you for two-plus years.”

“Me too,” Felix giggles, pulling you closer to him.

Your eyes instinctively flutter shut. Thankfully, no one else was in here to watch the two of you and you blush. Little did you know, Felix’s smile widens when he sees your eyes closed and he does the same.

After what seemed like an eternity, you feel Felix’s plush lips on yours and you can’t help but smile like crazy. You giggle a little and pull Felix even closer to you, both your bodies flush against each other. Your hand slips out of his and your arms travel up his body and rest on his shoulders. His arms snake around your waist and he shifts himself onto your hospital bed so that it was more comfortable for both of you.

Your hands find their way up to his head and the feeling of his soft, fluffy hair sends tiny jolts up your body. You felt as if you were floating on a cloud and that you could fly away at any second, only Felix was keeping you grounded. You couldn’t get enough of him and you decided that all the pain and suffering was definitely worth it. You couldn’t have asked for a better guardian angel.

Unfortunately, both of you were slowly getting out of breath so you pull away from him. Pupils blown, the two of you sat, panting, unable to tear your eyes away from each other. Felix breaks into a smile, his pearly whites shining. You began giggling, his hair was all messed up from your hands running through them and you were sure your lips were so swollen you looked like a fish.

“I love you so much,” Felix cups your face, caressing it gently.

“I love you too. I couldn’t have asked for a better guardian angel,” you grin, placing your hand on top of his that was on your cheek.

“You guys are finally together, huh,” a familiar voice causes both you and your new boyfriend to jump.

“About time,” Hyunjin laughs, standing by the door with Seungmin and Jisung.

The five of you burst out into laughter. It definitely was about time and even though the wait was long, you wouldn’t have it any other way.

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“Hey, love,” Felix pauses his footsteps, causing you to crash into him.

“What is it?” you ask, wiggling your fingers a little, adjusting your grip on his hand.

“I think it’s about time,” Felix points at the poster on the window.

Your eyes travel from his finger to the colorful poster. It was advertising an upcoming dance competition. You shake your head slightly, a little unsure of yourself. Felix turns to you and cups your face in his hands.

“If you’re not ready, you don’t have to and I’ll support whatever you choose, but I really think you’re ready. You’ve been non-stop training and getting back into shape every since you got out of the hospital. I’m more than 100% confident that you can beat anyone in that competition,” Felix encourages, giving you little pecks in between each sentence, “Most importantly, I’ll be there. I’ll protect you.”

“Felix…” you drag out his name, still a little weary.

“I’m your guardian angel, remember? I’ll make sure nothing bad will happen to you...ever. I love you,” Felix tucks a strand of hair behind your ear.

“Alright...I trust you,” you nod, “I have been thinking about doing something more competitive recently.”

“Oh, that’s wonderful! You should’ve told me,” Felix smiles softly.

“I know, but I just didn’t know if I was capable...or worthy to start again,” you sigh.

“You are more than capable and I don’t think the competition is worthy enough to have you,” your boyfriend chuckles.

You giggle, “Thank you. I can’t thank you enough...for being there for me all the time.”

“I do it because I care,” Felix easily leans into your open arms, cuddling up to you. You give your cuddly boyfriend a tight squeeze before pulling away.

“Well, it’s about time, isn’t it,” you give him a small smirk, taking a picture of the poster.

Felix nods, laughing. His arm carefully loops around you and the two of you continue strolling, chattering and laughing. Although you weren’t certain how you would do in the competition, or what would happen when you graduate, or if you would take dancing to become your full-time career, you knew one thing for sure.

Even though your future was unknown, you know one thing for sure: you would always have your guardian angel with you.

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Best Wishes For Anniversary

Here's to suffering friendship! From still-love winged creatures toasting with wine glasses they opened on their huge day a year preceding involved gatekeepers scrambling to find a remembrance sitter to a silver haired couple catching hands over recognition hotcakes and coffee… that kind of enduring obligation is constantly something to acknowledge and celebrate.

When you send a recognition card, the words you make can add such an incredible add up to the enjoyment of the occasion. You can make a toast, offer help, share a memory or basically get out the way that it is so one of a kind to have, hold and stick by each other through time.

Besides, paying little mind to whether it's a card for your own celebration or that of relatives or friends, Trademark's researchers have message musings for you. Our guide offers tips for everything from direct recognition wishes to warm tributes. Whatever you'd like to state, we believe you'll find just the inspiration you need to get this show out and about!

"Wishing a perfect pair a faultlessly bright day."

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"Recognition cheers!"

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"Can't believe it's been [three] years starting at now. Here's to some more!"

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"Most smoking wishes to the brilliant both of you on your [sixth] recognition."

"Wishing you a happy 'both of you' day!"

"One more year, another phenomenal inspiration to celebrate!"

"Well done again!"

"Happy [11th], [Babe]. I worship all of you the more reliably!"

"[Fourteen] extensive stretches of marriage and disorder! You've made me so playful through every single one."

"Chipper Remembrance, with all my reverence, to the most grounded, kindest, most diverting, best individual I know."

"[Eight] years back today, you made me the most cheerful man on earth. Regardless of all that I have a tendency that I'm the most blessed."

"Reliably in any case i'm finding new things about you to revere."

"It's been an outrageous year, yet our veneration is more enthusiastically. An obligation of appreciation is all together for remaining so strong through everything. Here's to us… and to a progressively amazing year ahead."

"I'm so blessed to have you and your veneration. Thankful for suffering me for one more year!"

"So thankful that God gave me you to value."

"It's our [fourth] wedding celebration and our first as gatekeepers. I'm so grateful to grant this experience to someone so splendid, and I foresee all the veneration, laughing and wonder ahead for us."

"In spite of all that I review the manner in which my heart hopped when you got down on your knee and mentioned that I be your loved one. Clearly I said really, and I'd state it yet again. To be sure to you. To be sure to this life we've made. A thousand times YES to our friendship!"

"Yours is up 'til now my favored face."

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"I never envisioned love could be this incredible."

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"Revere you in spite of the way that I a portion of the time have an engaging strategy for showing up."

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"Wedding you was the most canny thing I anytime did."

"Happy first-date recognition to us! You flabbergasted me by then regardless of all that you do!"

"Mother and Father, the home you've made and your venerating obligation to each other have favored our family in a more noteworthy number of ways than we can check."

"So respected to have grandparents like you. Thankful for showing up, after an apparently interminable measure of time after year, what a marriage focused on certainty looks like."

"Thankful for being splendid watchmen and for your suffering obligation to each other. In the sum of my years, I've not even once contemplated whether you loved each other, or me. It was commonly so clear."

"[Scott], you're one blessed individual. [Marcie], an obligation of appreciation is all together for making my senior kin so playful. Love to you both on your recognition!"

"Happy [ninth] recognition to my favored cousin and cousin-in-law!"

"It's so extraordinary to call you family, to give incredible events to you both and to see how sprightly you make each other."

"Happy Remembrance, [Aunt Becky] and [Uncle Joe]. All of you is so unprecedented in your own specific way, and together, you're simply the best!"

"Family is significantly progressively fun with both of you in it! Happy [fourth] recognition! Venerate you parents!"

"You don't get this far without a whole lotta love, and that is what you've given—to each other and to the family around you. Desire you understand the sum we love you, also."

"I couldn't demand a predominant sister and sibling by marriage (or for cuter nieces!)."

"Basically feeling that it is so extraordinary to have a couple like you in our family. God support you both on your recognition."

"Recognizing this exceptional day in your lives and the fulfillment you have together."

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Best Wishes For Birthday Mom And Dad

Mothers hold a remarkable spot in our lives just as in our spirits too. They are a gift to us from God, and they submit their lives to our success and fulfillment. We believe that their reverence and affection can never be repaid. In any case, on their one of a kind days like a birthday, you can attempt a couple of undertakings and make her vibe remarkable and happy. Express happy birthday mother to the person who is a great soul. Send some excellent birthday needs for mother since she is extremely an uncommon person. Send smart wishes for her on her birthday. If you are on the search for the right words to wish your mom on her birthday, you have touched base at the helpful spot since we can help you with what to write in a birthday card for mother and she is certainly going to appreciate it. Your mom is remarkable in her ways in this manner should be her birthday. Send your mummy the all the best, and she will constantly be satisfied with you. For your beguiling mother, pick charming birthday refers to for mother. Such birthday references are sure to be loved and regarded by her beginning and end through her life.

Merry birthday, Mother! I need you to understand that I am nothing without you, yet I can be everything with you close by. Love you!

Only a super mother can do all that you do and still look shocking every day! Happy birthday to a mother who just keeps getting increasingly energetic on the most crucial dimension.

Every birthday memory I have consolidates you lighting the candles on my cake. Much gratitude to you for all that you have done, and I am foreseeing giving back where its due this week's end.

If you were not my mom authoritatively, by then I would be absolutely jealous of whoever was your young lady. You're brilliant, Mother. Energetic Birthday!

Energetic birthday to my mom… the woman who yielded various a profitable minutes for an amazing duration, with the objective that I could have them in mine.

Despite what I've said yet where it includes in my heart, you are the one I appreciate, stay steady with and love returning home to. Happy birthday mother.

The brilliant memories of my youthfulness have transformed into my shadow. They tail me wherever I go, and I believe it is always so. Happy birthday mother.

If I can grow up to end up being even a Tiny bit of what U are, I will see myself as to have achieved a Lot. Cheery birthday mother.

Dear Mother, You are the best mother on earth. Happy Birthday Mother!

Mother as the birthday occasions are coming, U are getting the opportunity to be increasingly energetic. Perky birthday mummy.

Mother I so lucky to have a mother like you. You are my nearest friend. Sprightly birthday sweet and kind mother

Mother happy birthday to you, I am what I am today basically as a result of U.

All that I am or ever plan to be, I owe to my heavenly envoy mother. Peppy Birthday mother.

As mothers and young ladies, we are related with one another. My mother is the bones of my spine, keeping me straight and certified. She is my blood, guaranteeing it runs rich and strong. She is the throbbing of my heart. I can't by and by imagine a presence without her. Happy Birthday mother.

Favored is a mother that would surrender some bit of her soul for her children's happiness. Peppy Birthday mother.

I would express that my mother is the single most noteworthy genuine model in my life, anyway that term doesn't seem to wrap enough when I use it about her. She was the friendship for my life. Happy Birthday mother.

The sun is glad to shimmer progressively splendid today. The moon would be happy to appear to be cooler today around night time. The stars will keep cheering in the sky when they're out. All since they're complimenting my youngster.

U are the one I guaranteed to reliably guarantee, love and care for, you are my mother and no evil will anytime come to you. Perky Birthday my mummy!

Having a mother is incredible yet having a Mother like you is the best. You're not just the best, you're better than the best. You're one of each a sort. Chipper birthday to you mother.

U will reliably and dependably be the fundamental woman I will give my heart to. U are my mom and nothing will ever change that. Have an extraordinary birthday my mom.

Cards to express profound gratitude for Watchmen: Quit keeping it together for Father's Day, Mother's Day, birthday festivities and elucidate recognition talks. You needn't mess with a remarkable day to state Thank You to your mom and father. Pick an unpredictable moment to offer much obliged for the way where your people have brought you up. Perceive their undying warmth and their limitless compensations. Take musings from these announcements to form a message that melts their hearts. Content it, tweet it, post it on Facebook, share it on Pinterest, form it on an enchanting welcome card or doodle it out on a sweet note – find a way to make them smile. To be sure, even the most short joke will go far in making them feel satisfied to have a tyke like you.

1) Mother and father… you've encountered a lot of fight and torment. Regardless, I ensure, I won't let all that go pointless. I have to do value to each time you believed in me. I will grow up, to be just as can be normal be.

2) Accomplishment is in my stroll, since I have gatekeepers like you close by.

3) Mother and father, I grew up cased in your warmth, improved by your grips and enlivened by your lives… and I wouldn't have it some other way. An obligation of appreciation is all together for everything.

4) Dear mother and father, I have let such an extensive number of years abandon offering thanks toward you both. Be that as it may, you haven't released a singular second without appreciating me really.

5) I have never recognized any compliments since where it checks inside I understand that all of them truly have a spot with you both. Thankful for everything, mother and father.

6) for the duration of regular daily existence, nobody beside your people will mind to disregard who you have pushed toward getting to be and continue believing in what you can regardless be.

7) Well done mother and father. You are the fundamental two people all joking aside you reprimanded me, repelled me and grounded me now and then.

8) At whatever point you trouble me I find it incredibly aggravating, yet that is temporary. My heart reliably understands that in any case, you continually mean well for me. Thankful.

9) You yielded your very own satisfaction, to make sure I could be happy. It may take a lifetime, yet I'll do everything to make up for what you have achieved for me. Thankful mother and father.

10) One day I'll be productive and people will ask me which school I went to. I'll state, 'It doesn't have any kind of effect since it is my people who made me what I am today'.

11) Mother and father, I have no words to perceive the repentances you made and the dreams you expected to surrender, just to give me a shot at achieving mine. Thankful.

12) I haven't effectively justify gatekeepers as wonderful as you. Anyway now, I certification to continue with a genuine presence that does value to all that you've achieved for me. Much valued.

13) When the world shut its passages on me, you both opened your arms for me. Right when people shut their ears for me, you both opened your hearts for me. Mother and father, an obligation of appreciation is all together for consistently being there for me.

14) Life transforms into a CAKEwalk when guided by watchmen like you so SWEET. Thankful to you.

15) Mother and father… of the extensive number of allies and teachers I've had in my life, you both have been the best.

16) I've found that your dad will constantly be your holy person and your mom will never-endingly remain your life's most noteworthy inspiration.

17) An obligation of appreciation is all together for making me the raison d'etre and joie de vivre of your lives. It is an immediate aftereffect of your youth that I am among the crème de la crème today.

18) Nothing in my life, would have been without your contention. Nothing I can say, can ever truly pass on. Nothing that I do, can exhibit my gratefulness for you. Mother and father you are, the best watchmen by far.

19) When I was energetic I for the most part felt that you were persistently on my back. Anyway now I comprehend that you were simply watching my back. An obligation of appreciation is all together for everything.

20) Thanks mother and father for educating me to understand life's extraordinary issues without any other individual's info. That is what affected me to fathom that they were not extreme regardless.

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