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sgkophie · 9 months

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A Man's World - Now a Book <3 (Interested in a free copy?)

Hi! Wow, it has been WAY too long since I have been on Tumblr posting fics... and I miss it so much! A lot has happened since I've last been on, but I have a few fun updates.

"This Is A Man's World" is officially a book! (Launches October 6th!)

Man's World, my Carlos Sainz fanfic that I posted all last year, is now officially a book on kindle unlimited + kindle pre-sale (soft cover coming soon!)! I knew I loved the story so much that I wanted to post it somewhere, and finally my friends (and several of you!) convinced me to re-write the story with original content... and I finally did it.

So really this is a post to say two things...

THANK YOU. A million times over. All of your comments, likes and reblogs kept me going through some tough times last year – and I can't appreciate it enough. Your feedback and love of this story made my day over and over again, and words can't express how much I love this community. You guys just rock.

As a thank you from me... I would love to give you the new book! So, would you like an Advanced Reader Copy? I can't think of a better group of people to read the book, and I'd LOVE some feedback honestly! The bulk of the story is the same, but there's definitely a lot of fun updates. I've of course redone the names and teams, but the characters are the same... if not better <3

If you are interested in getting a copy, then send me a quick Tumblr message or an email @ [email protected] ! I'll happily email over a copy to you in kindle format or PDF, whatever you would like.

And if you're feeling wild enough to leave me a Goodreads or Amazon review (or a cheeky social post!), then this independent, indie author would eternally grateful!

A Man's World - Goodreads Link

If you have Kindle Unlimited, you can get the book for free HERE. (Pre-sale also available if interested!)

My Author Instagram -> Follow me for some fun Georgia/Luca (formerly Carlos... but still Carlos) memes, reels, videos+ my dog reviewing books. ;-)

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My second update is that now I am done Man's World (and that chapter is closed)... we can FINALLY get back to Lily's chapter. (And thank God caused I missed her.) Expect Hate To Love You Chapters to resume posting next week!

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foodsies4me · 5 months

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End of the Year Fic Recs!!!

thank you @echo-bleu for tagging me! <3

I adore this as a game because I love reccing fics (and really should do it more often because So. Much. Good.Fic). This is going to be all shadowhunters I'm afraid though because I am still very much in the shadowhunters brainrot stage and haven't read much of anything else. (Also, sorry to those I haven't left a comment for yet, I WILL, spoons have just been low this year...) Also, I'll try to keep it to one rec per author because there are so many wonderful authors, but definitely go check the other fics of these people (if you haven't already) they're all excellent.

Recommend up to 5 series or multi-chapter fics from 2023 that everyone should read (multi-year WIPs count, if the last update was in 2023).

Running from the Night by @to-the-stars-writing. My forever fic spouse and the fic I reread themost this year goes to the fantastic, angsty Alec goes to live in a small village to get away from the Clave because the poor dude is traumatized fic from to-the-stars. This fic is my fics spouse (yes I got @to-the-stars-writing's permission to marry this fic) and I love, love, love it so much.

Flames to Embers by @notcrypticbutcoy: teenage!Alec is poofed into the timeline of his older self and it is lovely, sad, and heartwarming all at the same time. Also, teenage Alec is delightfully grumpy and Adult Alec is even more delightfully Done with teenage!Alec's grumpiness.

starshine and moonlight by she_who_reads (all_fandoms_reader) A three +1 fic where Alec isn't enough until he finally is. This fic is angsty and delves into Alec's (not all that great) self-worth issues and it hurts. Might or might not have cried reading it.

The Warlock's Cat by @dreaming-marchling. I hesitated a while which one I should pick from Marchling, but I ended up choosing this one (that said PLEASE go read Bleed for Me as well it is so goooood). The Warlock's Cat is a delightful "Alec gets turned into a cat and ends up in Magnus's care" fic. I adore it, and while it has its angsty or whumpy spots, it's mostly a nice, feel-good read.

Magnus Bane: Menace by AceOnIce To give some reprieve from all of the angst in this list, here is a fic of pure, unabashed fluff. Starring: Warlock Alec and Shadowhunter Magnus, the latter of which writes some truly ridiculous mission reports to HOTI Ragnor's grief.

Recommend up to 5 single chapter fics/one-shots (long or short) from 2023 that everyone should read.

The river cannot go back by @lawsofchaos1. Alec being Alec and completely in love with Magnus which leads to him committing treason like it's nothing. It is a short, brilliant fic that had me screeching like any @lawsofchaos1 fic does.

I'm finding it hard to breath by Honey_Hued_Hermes This one is pretty heave, but it does have a Hopeful Ending. Alec never promised he would tell Magnus if things ever got that bad...and sadly they do. Diving into Alec's Suicidal Thoughts and his Self-Harm tendencies.

A Most Fundamental Truth by autisticalec A missing scene from 2X10 when Alec tells Magnus that he's never been as terrified as when he feared Magnus had died from the Soul Sword. This one-shot dives into the "Alec was really very not okay emotionally" in this scene, so go read it!

The Difficult Task by @dani-dabbles: Another Alec is going through it emotionally fic (there are quite a lot of these on this list I just realized, oops). Thankfully, Magnus is there to offer support when Alec needs it because Magnus is still the best boyfriend. (also the repeated "not good enough"is evil and I am suing for emotion damages, please and thank you very much)

come to me (in the night hours) by @moonlight-breeze-44 Izzy is a supportive sister and is there emotionally for Alec right before his wedding to Lydia. This fic left me feeling all sad and weepy. This fic is technically part of a series, but as no other parts have been posted yet I am posting this in the one-shot part.

Recommend up to 5 fics NOT from 2023 that everyone should read (oldies but goodies).

I've Always Dreamed of Meeting Someone Like You by ColorfulWarlock A non-magical Alternate Universe this time around. Single-dad, fashion designer, and CEO Magnus needs someone to draw his designs for him after a hit-and-run leaves him unable to draw for himself. Insert Alec, the wonderful babysitter, and game designer who seems to understand what Magnus envisions and draw them into reality!

Angelus ex Machina by BlueA The series starts with the sudden disappearance of demon activity and the way that lack of activity impacts the local Shadow World. I love the way the parabatai bond is portrayed in this fic (especially in the third installment).

through the fire and pain by alxndrlightwoods is another parabatai-bond deep-dive that goes deep into how a parabatai bond can change shadowhunters. It also explains why, if parabatai are so powerful, there aren't that many of them. Love this fic!

i cannot touch because they are too near by @faejilly nobody manages to write poetry without writing poetry quite like @faejilly for me, seriously the words are always so beautiful I am in awe. This fic has to be my absolute favorite though because deep-dives into the parabatai bond are interesting to begin with but the way Jilly decides to do so in this fic makes it go from interesting to absolutely brilliant.

Greater Love Hath No Man by @lawsofchaos1 Okay, I lied, here is a second Laws fic, but considering this fic led to the demise of my laptop, I felt that it deserved to be on the list. (No, that wasn't a joke). Dad!Alec is forced to send baby!Max away to a warlock orphanage when his magic grows too strong for him and leaves him injured. The pain is real and it is excruciating, tissues are advised.

Recommend up to 5 of your own fics (completed or WIP) from 2023 that everyone should read.

As much as I adore reccing fics, doing self-recs is awkward, so I'm going to keep this to one rec before I combust into flames.

All Was Golden (everyone has probably read that one already because it's my most-read fic which makes this slightly less awkward than reccing any other of my fics.) Anyway, soulmate AU with a kind of ugly meet that has some angst.

Tagging, without any kind of pressure, the authors I tagged in the rec-list (if they haven't participated already) as well as @miss-mouse.

#rec game #foodsies rambles #I love all of these fics so much #and there were so many more I wanted to include #maybe I should do rec lists more often #even if nobody reads them

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oftlunarialmoon · 6 months

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Ciao lovelies! I have written before on the topic of Age Regression many times, from explaining what Age Regression is, to Age Regression Self-Care, to Age Regression Journaling. I never explicitly said before now, but I, myself, am an age regressor to cope with stress (and some other mental health reasons). The reason why I have officially decided to come forward and say so is because I feel that I want to keep writing posts on the topic of age regression, some with personal experience perhaps, so I want to be open with you all and let you know why I continue to write on this topic. I’ve also noticed some of this blog’s audience is made up of age regressors like myself, and I want to provide you all with some content from a safe, welcoming, and open-minded source. All that being said, today I’ve decided to write down 101 activity ideas for Age Regressors/ Things to Do When Bored, Age Regression edition. Please be sure to let me know in the comments (yes, you can even comment anonymously!) if you like these ideas, please be sure to tell me your favorite!

101 ACTIVITIES FOR AGE REGRESSORS

Outside Activities for Summer

1. Play on a swing-set!

2. Play hopscotch!

3. Color with chalk!

4. Build Fairy houses with materials you find outside!

5. Take pictures of your toys in nature! This works especially well for dinosaur toys, animal toys, et, because they look like they’re meant to be in nature!

6. Jump rope!

7. Go swimming!

8. Go fishing with a net and play catch and release!

9. Go to a beach and find cool seashells!

10. Read a book outside in the sun!

11. Go for an ice cream!

Outside Activities for Fall

12. Find leaves and flowers and press them into a journal. You can also do Leaf rubbings, where you put a piece of paper over a leaf and use a crayon to rub over it to get the imprint of the leaf on the paper!

13. Carve a pumpkin!

14. Go to a pumpkin patch and take lots of pics among the pumpkins! You can even pick out one to take home and make into a Jack-O-Lantern (like #12)!

15. Collect cool leaves and make a leaf arrangement/wreath!

Outside Activities for Winter

16. Build a snowman!

17. Build a snow-fort!

18. Have a snowball fight!

19. Try to catch snowflakes on your tongue!

20. Make snow angels!

21. Play hide and seek in the snow!

Outside Activities for Spring

22. Collect flowers and make bouquets!

23. Make flower crowns!

24. Play tag with some friends!

25. Weave grass into cool shapes!

26. Collect cool rocks/gemstones…You can even pretend to be a dragon who’s collecting rocks for their hoard!

Indoor Activities for Any Season

27. Redecorate your room!

28. Clean your room! (I know, bleh, but if you clean then you’ll have a clean slate for #27!)

29. Change your phone’s wallpaper/lockscreen (check out our Instagram Highlight for some of ours!)

30. Play with makeup!

31. Try out new hairstyles!

32. Play dress up!

33. Play with some dolls!

34. Play pretend! You could pretend to be a teacher for your dolls/toys, or even have your stuffies go on super cool adventures with you!

35. Craft! You can make accessories, décor, toys, clothes, anything! Check out our DIY tag for lots of fun crafts!

36. Read some kid books!

37. Stim! I like crinkles when I’m small, and I also like slime and flappy hands!

38. Play with squishies!

39. Walk around a store and look at all the toys and kid stuff!

40. Go on a Dollar Store shopping spree! You can get a lot of stuff at a dollar store for under like $20!

41. Color in some cool pictures!

42. Design a new OC (Original Character)

43. Draw some comics! They can be of yourself or of your OC’s!

44. Cosplay your OC’s/any character you like!

45. Do a photoshoot!

46. Make a sensory bottle!

47. Set up a dollhouse!

48. Make beaded bracelets!

49. Make yourself a snack!

50. Or a meal!

51. Bake some cookies (just be careful with the hot oven, okay?)

52. Have a dance party with your stuffies!

53. Make a playlist to regress to!

54. Find new regression YouTubers!

55. Play some video games! I love Slime Rancher , Animal Crossing, and more!

56. Play with some phone apps! I love Animal Crossing Pocket Camp, Pastel Girl, and Pokémon Go!

57. Try to mix your own perfume!

58. Design a picture using glitter!

59. Draw some fashion designs!

60. Start an age regression journal!

61. Practice some age regression self-care!

62. Make a self-care box!

63. Make figures from modeling clay!

64. Paint your nails!

65. Give your stuffies/dolls a makeover!

66. Find cute regression music!

67. Make posters for your room!

68. Make gifts for your friends!

69. Find a new penpal!

70. Write letters to your pen-pal!

71. Start a sticker scrapbook!

72. Open some blind-bags!

73. Watch some toy youtubers. Our YouTube Channel has some toy videos, my other favorites are Cookie Swirl C and My Froggy Stuff!

74. Make your own YouTube Channel!

75. Create a mystery to solve with your stuffies!

76. Solve a Crossword Puzzle!

77. Solve a Wordsearch!

78. Finish a puzzle!

79. Design your own puzzle!

80. Make an escape room for your toys!

81. Paint something!

82. Watch cute anime like Himouto Umaru Chan!

83. Watch cute shows on Netflix like Twelve Forever or Hilda!

84. Watch fun shows on Hulu like Gravity Falls!

85. Go to the library!

86. Play chess or checkers!

87. Watch a movie! I like Welcome to Monster High!

88. Go see a movie in theatres!

89. Make temporary tattoos using food coloring!

90. Make your own T-shirt using a blank T-shirt and fabric paints!

91. Take a little nap!

92. Put on a play with or for your stuffies!

93. Make clothes and accessories for your stuffies!

94. Make clothes and accessories for your dolls!

95. Make furniture for your dolls!

96. Make your own blindbags for a friend!

97. Upcycle your old clothes and jewelry by designing them into something new!

98. Visit a thrift store!

99. Go to a museum!

100. Go to the mall!

101. Visit an Arcade!

WHEW! I hope that is enough ideas for you bored little ones out there. Have a great day!

#agere #age regression #sfw littlespace #sfw agere #age regressor #sfw age regression #agereg #age dreaming #sfw little blog

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wildglitch · 4 months

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Spider-man x Batfam Prompt's

Ok so lately I have seen a lot of "Spidy goes to gotham and gets adopted fics" probably cause of Dark Matter by mysterycyclone cause like, duh, that fic is a goddamn masterpiece. But I feel like a lot of them are sort of the same thing with diffrent fonts ans it feels a bit saturated. Not all of them...but most of them.

Am I saying that there needs to be less of these fics? Hell no! Keep writing them please. I just feel like there could be more variety is all.

I suggest maybe try one of these ideas out

1: Peter going straight to the Batfam or other heros (dosent always have to be Batfam) and they try to work together on how to get him home, while slowly realizing "omg, your life is terrible! We want to help you, we do, but maybe we shouldnt and try to give you a better life here. Then its just a moral delema on what to do as they get to know the spider child.

2: maybe another Spider-man is the one that goes to Hotham like Andrew or Toby. Insted of being sent home at the end of NWH, they where accidentally sent to the DCU. Or maybe one of the Spider verse characters or a cartoon version of the character. Dosent always need to be Toms Spider-man.

3: on that same note. Please give more love to What If...Zombies Peter. You guys have no Idea the amount of angst and "haha, my world ended and im fine" potental there is. And you can have the other surviving member also be there as they look for eachother (characters that "survived* (no one survived that episode) are Peter, King T'challa, Scott Lang+cape, and Ig Bruce Baner/Hulk, and Bucky Barnes since we never saw them get turned or eaten) just think about Spidey and the Batfam investigating a lab or sometbing and all of a sudden they find floating head Scott in a crate. Everyone if scared shitless while Peter is crying tires of joy as he moves to hug the floating head. Think about that and tell me Im not on to something here.

4: Have the fic start our like halfway through. Maybe skip him getting to Gotham and have him be there for a few months already or something. This will help with adding more crack fics.

5: Maybe have the fic be that Peter is there for a while, he knows everyone, they know him, they might or might not know the identitys but they trust eachother. And Peter has been looking for a way home and he finally finds it! But... he accidentally brings some of the Batfam with him. So now its the Batfams turn to learn to live in the MCU with help of Spidy and they finally understand so much about him, how he lived, and vigilanties he knows (team red!) As they learn the history and pubilc opinion or Spider-man and the world.

6: Just a react to fic. Yk, those fics where they're stuffed in a room and forced to watch something? Yeah. Have the Dark Matter cast stuffed in a room and watch some MCU clips. It dosent even have to be some magic forth wall bull shit if you dont like that. In chapter 44, Peter and co. are said to be going back to the cave, and Peter still have is suit. Canonically, Karen records everything. Maybe Peter ends up so tired he dosent even want to try to explain everything. So he just hooks up Karen to the computer and and has her show them everything from the suits recordings to security cameras and news reports, to the memes and videos spiderman fans have made.

7: have the Justice League get involed cause "Hes to bright to be one of yours Bruce!" And have him be a honorary member of the league of have them put him on Young Justice. Peter gets adopted by Batfam? Yes. Peter becomeing Bffs with the Young Justice kids and actually forming normal relationships with kids his age? Also yes.

Do I have more? Probably but Im too lazy for it rn

If you for some reason use one of my ideas, pls tag me and maybe credit me for the original idea (but I mostly want to be able to find the fic if you do make it ( o_o) )

Who knows, I might just write some of these myself if I ever get the motivation lol

#writing prompt #fanfic writers #fanfic #spider man #batfam #marvel mcu #mcu #dcu #dc universe #peter parker #dark matter #crossover #crossover fic #fic ideas #please #I have had some on these ideas in my head for so long now TvT #send asks

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singsweetmelodies · 7 months

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Hello Katie 👋🏼👋🏼 :D

For the 50 romance prompts ask meme, I'll like to request for 44: soulmate AU: timers <3

but if possible... with a twist...? (you don't have to include a twist if it's too difficult to work it in!)

The twist being, for whatever reason, their countdown timers for each of them to the time they meet their soulmates doesn't match, so they think "we're not each other's soulmates. that's cool. (no it's not)" but it turns out that they're each other soulmates anyways. or they choose to be with each other in spite of not being each other's soulmates. idk. *nervous laughter*

hiiii charlotte 🥰 first off, i am SO sorry for the incredible delay with this answer!! i saw this prompt and i absolutely LOVED IT (and the twist!! 🙏 *chef's kiss*) but unfortunately i got struck with a horrible case of writer's block/work deadlines, and just couldn't get to it at all.

until yesterday: i decided to just open my inbox and see what came to me. no thinking, just following the vibe of a prompt and writing. and uh. this happened... not only did it get ridiculously long (oops?) but it also somehow became a mini "investigate montreal" fic?? so in that vein, i'm tagging @1016week and submitting a belated entry for Day 6 "Montreal"... ❤️

i love this one. hope you love it too!! 👀⌚

Charles' soulmate timer stops when he is seven years old, and he meets the boy with the bluest eyes he's ever seen.

He's been vibrating with excitement all weekend - not just because it's a karting cup, but because his soulmate timer has been ticking down to this day for months now. Well, not just months, not really. It's actually been his whole life, but Charles doesn't remember all of that. He only remembers the past few months, when the little numbers had been getting smaller and smaller, until there were only ten days left and Charles gasped when he realised that the day would fall on the same day as the Bridgestone Cup.

"Of course the girl I marry is going to like racing, too," he'd told Maman and Papa, confidingly. Not a lot about soulmates made much sense to him, but this did.

His Maman had tried to smile, and Charles had hugged her tight to let her know it was going to be okay. He would find his soulmate, and then everyone would be smiling, because that's what people do when you meet your soulmate.

(Later that night, when Charles had been too excited to sleep and he'd gone to the bathroom quickly, Charles had heard his parents having an argument in their room. The door was closed, so their voices were muffled, but Charles could still make out his Maman saying "I just don't think it's a good sign, to meet your soulmate so young!" But Papa had countered, "Many people do, and they have beautiful stories. You have to trust that our Charles will meet his perfect match tomorrow." And then there had been an icky noise, like kissing, and Charles had flushed the loo quickly and ran back to his room.)

Now, with the beautiful blue eyed boy standing in front of him, Charles thinks of Papa's words again. Our Charles will meet his perfect match tomorrow.

Charles thought it would be a girl who really liked karting, but this is even better. This is a boy who wins at karting, because he's holding a trophy in both hands and grinning like he couldn't be happier.

Of course Charles' perfect match would be someone who wins at karting. It's only right, because Charles also wins at karting.

Charles clears his throat. "Hi," he says shyly, and the blue-eyed boy jumps.

"Oh! Oh, I'm sorry, I didn't see you there," he says apologetically, and then he laughs. He has a nice laugh, Charles thinks - like he knows how to have fun. "You are a bit short," the blue-eyed boy adds, and hey.

"Hey," Charles protests. "I'm tall for my age. I'm seven."

"Well, I'm nine," the blue-eyed boy says, like that's the most impressive age in the world.

It is a bit impressive, but not very, because Lorenzo is much older than that. Still, it is a little scary - Charles is only seven. What if this blue-eyed boy doesn't like him because he's only seven? Older kids can be mean like that.

No, he is your perfect match, Charles reminds himself. This blue-eyed boy won't be mean to him, because that's not how perfect matches work.

Charles takes a deep breath, then he sticks out his hand. "I'm Charles," he says.

The blue-eyed boy takes his hand, and it feels... weird. A little bit like when you get shocked by static electricity.

Charles giggles, unable to stop himself, and the blue-eyed boy smiles, as though he likes that.

"Hello, Charles. I'm Pierre," he says, squeezing Charles' hand. His eyes widen a moment later. "Oh! You've met your soulmate?!"

Charles doesn't understand what he means. "Well, yeah," he says. "It's y-"

And then he notices it.

Pierre's soulmate timer, right there on his wrist, right above where Charles is gripping his hand - it's still ticking.

Now, Charles doesn't know a lot about soulmates yet, but he knows that that's not good. Not good at all.

"I, um," Charles stammers, and then he does the one thing Maman and Papa said you should never do to your soulmate. Charles lies.

"I met so many new people today. I don't remember who it was."

Pierre's face falls. "Oh," he says, and he sounds unbearably sad for Charles. "But..." He chews his lip, shaking his head with a deep frown.

Then, mid-shake, Pierre's expression changes to one of determination. "I will help you find them," he says, with the kind of confidence Charles can only dream of when he's not on the racetrack.

He tugs on Charles' hand - which he still hasn't let go of - and Charles is helpless to do anything but follow.

They don't find Charles' soulmate anywhere, of course, and then Charles has to go win his race - but Pierre makes him promise that they will find each other at the next French karting event, and Charles will tell him all about his soulmate.

Charles promises, even though the idea makes his stomach feel all funny. I shouldn't be lying to my soulmate, he thinks, guiltily.

But Pierre's soulmate timer didn't stop ticking, and... that's not how soulmates are supposed to work.

The moment he's in the car with his father after the race, heading back home, Charles asks him about it.

Papa is quiet for a long moment, then: "Are you sure there wasn't someone behind Pierre, Charles?" he asks, in his careful, kind way. "Someone who's timer stopped at the same time as yours?"

Charles thinks about it for a moment, but even the idea of that feels - wrong, somehow. Like going into a corner and knowing you braked too hard, and you're going to flip the kart.

He shakes his head decisively. "No," he says. "It's Pierre."

He hears rather than sees his father blow out a soft sigh. Charles catches his eye in the rearview mirror, feeling confused and a little shaky inside.

When Papa sighs like that, it's never good news - it's usually something about sponsorship, which is a word Charles is already coming to dread.

It doesn't make sense how this could be about sponsorship, though. It probably isn't.

Charles waits for his father to gather his thoughts, like he needs to do sometimes to make sure he says exactly what he means. (It's something Maman keeps telling him he should try doing as well, but he's not so good at that yet.)

"You know how even the greatest racing drivers make mistakes sometimes?" Papa asks.

Charles frowns, but he nods. "Yes?"

"Sometimes the universe is like that, too. Sometimes the universe makes a mistake, and stops the timers too soon," Papa explains.

Charles frowns. He hasn't heard about that before, but he guesses it makes sense. It's true what Papa said - not even Senna was a perfect driver who never made mistakes. It makes sense that the universe is the same.

"But this doesn't mean you don't have a soulmate, okay, Charles?" Papa says before Charles can spend too much time thinking about the whole thing. His voice is firmer than Charles was expecting, and he reaches up to tilt the rearview mirror to see Charles better.

"It doesn't mean you don't have a soulmate," he repeats, like he doesn't want Charles to ever doubt that. "It just means it's going to be a little harder to find them."

Charles frowns, and he can't help but be a little annoyed. Isn't the whole point of soulmate timers to make it easier to find your perfect match?

It's just his luck that his soulmate timer doesn't work properly.

"I understand," Charles says, though, because he can tell it's important to his father.

Papa nods, but he keeps watching Charles in the rearview mirror for the rest of the drive, like he sometimes does after a race where Charles crashed the kart badly and he needs to keep making sure that Charles is fine.

Of course Charles is fine. He doesn't think this is comparable to a bad race at all! It's a little annoying, yes, but it's not that bad. It's just a bit of extra work, isn't it?

Charles shrugs his shoulders, glancing quickly down at the stopped soulmate timer at his wrist.

Whatever. Racing is more important than soulmates, anyway.

Almost twenty years later, Charles still says that to himself almost every day, even if he doesn't believe it with nearly the same careless seven-year-old confidence anymore: racing is more important than soulmates.

It is, because it has to be.

The thing is this: his father's explanation to Charles' seven-year-old self had been true - if a little oversimplified, and painted with an overt layer of kindness.

The truth Charles knows now is that there are two reasons, two categories, for people whose timers stop when the other person's keeps running.

One is, like Papa had said all those years ago, a simple case of mistaken timing - cases where the universe or fate or whatever controls it all stopped one person's timer a little too soon, or the other's a little too late.

It's harder to find each other in those cases, but it's still quite possible.

And then there's the second category. The unrequiteds. People whose timers stopped at the right time - when they met the person who would be their perfect match - except that they are not that person's perfect match in return. It only goes one way.

It's rare, but it happens sometimes. No system is perfect, after all - not even a system of soulmates.

For years and years, Charles tried to convince himself that he fell into the first category. His soulmate timer simply stopped too early, by some cosmic accident - but it's okay, Charles insists to everyone who asks and to himself as well, because what it's done is given Charles more time to focus on his racing instead. He's not constantly glancing down at his wrist and wondering when his timer is going to stop ticking - he can just get on with the racing.

He'll find his soulmate eventually, but on his own terms. There's nothing bad about that, surely.

Charles believes that. Really he does.

Except.

Except, if it's true and Charles falls into the first category - the mistaken timing category - then it would mean Pierre isn't his soulmate.

Pierre, who kept the promise he'd made to a seven-year-old who wasn't even his soulmate (because, yes, he had found Charles at the very next French karting cup, and he'd asked to meet Charles' soulmate - and when Charles had to admit that he still hadn't found them, Pierre had hugged him and told him not to give up and that he would find his soulmate someday. Pierre had held Charles' hand and explained that his parents almost didn't find each other, but they did. So it might take Charles some time, but that was okay, because it had taken Pierre's parents some time too, but now they were happier than ever. He'd been so convincing, firm but kind and absolutely sure of himself, and he'd made Charles believe it. He also made Charles smile, genuinely and truly, when he promised he'd stick by Charles' side no matter what anyone else said or whispered about his stopped soulmate timer.)

Pierre, who kept that promise about sticking with Charles, too. Pierre who never stopped being kind, and loyal, and the best friend Charles could ask for, whether he was seven or thirteen or nineteen or twenty-six.

Honestly, how was Charles supposed to not fall hopelessly in love with him?

He tried to deny it. For years and years, Charles tried to deny it - I will find my soulmate someday and it will all make sense, he'd tried to convince himself - but the thing was, what made more sense than Pierre being his soulmate?

It was roundabout the time of Pierre's first win (when Charles was standing under the podium in Monza with an aching back but a heart soaring with joy for his best friend despite the disaster of his own race) that Charles resigned himself to the truth: Pierre is his soulmate.

He has to be. Isn't a soulmate meant to be your perfect match; the person who understands you better than anyone and makes you happier than any other person in the world?

There's nobody else who could make Charles as happy as Pierre does. Nobody, nobody. There's no point in even trying to deny it anymore.

Pierre is his soulmate. But he is not Pierre's.

And that's okay. It's okay.

It has to be.

It isn't okay, not really, but that's true of a lot of things in Charles' life, and he's learned how to deal with them. He can deal with this, too.

On the whole, Charles thinks he does a pretty good job of dealing with it. He gets to be Pierre's best friend, after all - isn't that just a different kind of soulmate? True, Charles might want more, but it isn't like he has nothing. He has Pierre, and he will have Pierre for the rest of their lives.

Not in the way he wants, but - at least he will have Pierre.

The one thing he tries never to think about is Pierre's actual soulmate. Because Pierre has one, he knows, and he will meet them at some point.

Charles doesn't know how the hell he's supposed to look at some soulmate of Pierre's, and smile at her, and not be hopelessly, heartbreakingly jealous.

(He will do it, though. He will learn to smile at Pierre's soulmate - for Pierre's sake. He'll do it for Pierre.)

But that's a bridge he will cross when they get there. He doesn't have to worry about it yet (or at least, that's what Charles keeps telling himself even as the months tick by, and he knows there aren't year figures left on Pierre's soulmate timer anymore. Just months now, and then... weeks.)

Charles isn't thinking about it. He's put it out of his mind completely - which is easy enough to do, thankfully, given everything that's been happening on-track this season.

That's probably why he accepts Pierre's invitation to dinner in Montreal without thinking twice about it. (Even if he had realised, though, Charles doesn't think he would have been able to say no, either. He would give Pierre everything, if he only asked.)

So they go to dinner in Montreal, and it's perfect, and wonderful, and laughter-filled, and all in all exactly what Charles needed to distract himself from the fact that he has yet another engine penalty, and the sinking feeling that the championship is beginning to slip out of his reach.

Pierre seems to realise it, because he's in even finer form than usual - teasing Charles and tickling his ribs playfully and making him laugh at every possible opportunity.

Even on the drive back to the hotel: they stop at a red light, and Pierre steals Charles' cap, and Charles is giggling and filming it while Pierre is giggling back, and he's pretty sure neither of them are thinking about it at all, until-

Until Pierre's face changes from laughter to something almost ashen. "Charles," he says, and for all the years Charles has known him, he's never once heard Pierre's voice like that. "My soulmate timer just stopped."

For a few seconds, the words don't even register in Charles' mind.

Then they do, and Charles can feel his heart drop. "What?" he breathes.

His hands shake, and he doesn't even register the fact that the light has gone green as he glances all around them, craning his neck to see if there's anyone behind the white Ferrari, or around to the side.

Just a few minutes ago, their car had been surrounded by fans on all sides, all jostling to try and get pictures of them. But now, somehow, they're all alone in the Montreal night.

(The irony of it all is not lost on him - is this how Pierre felt all those years ago, when he was trying to look for Charles' soulmate at a karting cup, but not finding anybody it could be?)

"Are you sure it stopped just now? And not earlier?" Charles asks, willing his voice not to shake.

"Yeah," Pierre whispers. He sounds... devastated.

"But," Charles says, and then he has to take a deep breath. "But there's no-one else here, Pierrot."

"I know," Pierre says, somehow even softer.

Charles' fingers clench reflexively around the steering wheel, and he's moving in blank autopilot as he puts the car into gear and starts driving forward again.

He doesn't even realise he's shaking his head until Pierre says softly, "Charles." There's something wounded about it.

Charles stops shaking his head and slams on the brakes instead, jerking the car into something he hopes is a parking space at the side of the road.

"I don't understand," he says, far more calmly than he feels. "You can't - I can't be your soulmate."

Okay, maybe he's not so calm after all. But he doesn't think... he doesn't think anyone would be calm, in this situation.

Pierre makes a sound that could almost be a laugh, except that it sounds too strangled. "Do you know," he says, "that I have spent half my life wondering if the soulmate system got something wrong in my case? Because if you're not my soulmate, then who is? Who could possibly..."

Pierre does laugh this time, shaking his head. "You know, I asked to go out with you tonight for a reason. I knew - I knew it would happen tonight, so I needed to..." He swallows. "I needed to see you, one last time. Before I wouldn't be allowed to love you anymore."

It jolts through Charles then, what Pierre is trying to say. "Pierre," he breathes, and now it's his turn to say his best friend's name in a way he doesn't think he's ever said it before.

But Pierre's not finished yet. "I thought I could have one last night with you," he says. "One last night, before I had to say goodbye to my feelings, and try to love someone else."

My feelings. Try to love someone else.

Charles Leclerc is a lot of things, but an idiot is not one of them. He knows what Pierre is saying. He's...

Pierre loves him too. All along, Pierre has loved him too.

Only, he never had the option of thinking we're soulmates, Charles realised, and his heart twists in his chest.

Because Charles, for all that he accepted his soulbond toward Pierre was unrequited - at least he'd had the option of them being soulmates. Yes, it was in a twisted way, but at least he'd had that.

Pierre didn't. And he still fell in love with Charles.

The thought hits him like a shell-shock, and it's enough that Charles can only sit there for a moment, staring blankly, as Pierre continues talking beside him.

"I meant for tonight to just be a quick dinner together, something fun but normal for us," Pierre is saying, wringing his hands. "But I lost track of time. I always lose time when I'm talking to you, Charlito, I could talk to you forever - but the point is, I forgot to tell you I need to go back. I forgot that I was meant to meet my fucking soulmate tonight, because I was spending time with you, and - "

He takes a deep breath, and then he laughs again, leaning forward to drop his head into his hands. "I felt it happen, you know? I knew exactly when my soulmate timer stopped, because I could feel it, and it's - it was when I put that fucking cap on my head, Charles."

The cap that he's still wearing. Charles' 16 Ferrari cap.

Charles' hands shake as he reaches out to touch it, just the brim. "Your soulmate timer stopped when you put my cap on," he says, because a part of him still can't believe that this is real, that he's not living in some kind of heartbreakingly wonderful dream.

Pierre straightens up so fast that Charles is left with his fingers dangling awkwardly in mid-air. "Yes," he says, suddenly looking wild, "but this doesn't have to change anything, Charlito, I promise. I will still help you find your soulmate, and I will - I'll learn how to live with an unrequited bond, it's -"

"No!" Charles interrupts, half-throwing himself across the car to catch hold of Pierre's hands. "No, no, no, no. No more unrequited bonds, Pierrot."

Pierre starts to shake his head, but then he stops in the middle of the movement. "What do you mean," he asks, very carefully, "no more?"

And suddenly, Charles feels giddy, of all things. "I mean, your timer didn't stop when mine did. So for years, I have thought that we can't be soulmates, or at least that you couldn't be my soulmate. But now your timer stopped when you put on my cap, so -"

"Stop, stop, stop," Pierre says, squeezing Charles' hands tightly. "What do you mean, my timer didn't stop when yours did?"

"Oh," Charles says, and then he winces, the weight of the only real lie he's ever told his best friend (the only real lie he's ever told his soulmate) settling onto his shoulders with uncomfortable heaviness. "Um. Well. Do you remember when we met, and you thought I already met my soulmate?"

"No," Pierre breathes, but it's not the kind of no that says "no I don't remember." This no is more like "no way."

"Yeah," Charles says, and he can't help but look down at his own wrist, where the soulmate timer has been stopped for years and years. "My timer stopped the moment I met you, Pierrot."

"You..."

Pierre doesn't look like he knows how to finish that sentence, but Charles understands him anyway. "How was I supposed to tell you? I was seven, Pierre, and your timer didn't stop. I thought it was a mistake for years."

"But?" Pierre asks, like he can tell there was a but.

Charles beams at him. "But, I realised that there was nobody else who could be my perfect match. So I thought you were my soulmate after all, but it was unrequited."

"Never," Pierre says with a fierceness Charles doesn't expect. "Charles, never. If I knew... if I thought I had even half a chance, I would have been with you anyway."

Charles tries to laugh, but it comes out all breathless. "No you wouldn't."

"Yes, I would," Pierre argues, and his voice is heartbreakingly sincere. "I don't care. I would have chosen you."

Charles hears a punched-out noise, and it takes him a moment to realise it came from him. The next moment, he's unbuckling his seatbelt and climbing awkwardly over to sit on Pierre's lap.

It's not quite comfortable, because for all its luxury, the white Ferrari does not have a lot of leg space - but Charles doesn't think either of them give a single fuck, in this moment.

"I love you," he tells Pierre, reaching up to cup his cheek. "I've always loved you, but I never would have stood between you and your soulmate."

"Funny," Pierre says, his hands coming up to grip Charles' hips, "because that's exactly what stopped me from kissing you senseless."

"Well," Charles says, and if he grinds down just a little on Pierre's lap, he'll swear to everyone who asks that it was accidental. "It doesn't have to stop us anymore."

"Never again," Pierre agrees, tightening his grip on Charles' hips. "Never."

"So kiss me senseless, please," Charles whispers, and then he adds "soulmate," and that's what does it. Pierre surges up and kisses him, wild and desperate and more than a little clumsy, but without question the best kiss Charles has ever had. His own cap digs into his forehead a little, but Charles can't even bring himself to care about that - they owe too much to this cap now, honestly.

Maybe the universe does know what it's doing after all, Charles thinks. Maybe the universe just wanted to write a good story for them. A story that goes like this:

Charles' soulmate timer stopped when he was seven years old, and he met the boy with the bluest eyes he'd ever seen.

Almost twenty years later, Pierre's soulmate timer stopped in a white Ferrari in Montreal, and Charles finally got to kiss the boy with the bluest eyes he's ever seen, the man who is his best friend and his soulmate.

The odds of it working out this way have to be... a million to one, probably, or maybe even less.

But then again, what are the odds that two boys who met at a French karting cup and became friends with a shared dream would both make it to Formula 1?

Maybe the answer is just that Pierre and Charles have always liked beating the odds.

(50 Romance Prompts Ask Meme) <- not currently taking more prompts, sorry!

#50 romance prompts meme #piarles #piarles fic #myfic #soulmate timers au #*me writing this to try and banish my writers block* so it's just going to be a short little drabble!#you can tell i am a scuderia ferrari fan and delusional because LOOK what happened lmfao #i don't think you could call this ''short'' in any sense of the word #in fact it probably belongs on AO3 #OOPS #but i love it #i love it SO MUCH #we are so back babyyyyy #(like any good ferrari fan i fully expect to be saying ''it's so over!'' a week from now)#(but let's enjoy it while it lasts!!)#(SOULMATE PIARLES BABYYYYY)#(posted at exactly 16:26 my time too! this makes me smile <333)

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softboynick · 27 days

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wip wednesday - 5/1/2024

hello hello hello! I am almost released from the confines of grad school, so to celebrate here is more from my @aroyallybigbangrwrb!! I've been tagged by so many lovely people over the last couple weeks - just know that I see you, I love you, and I can't wait to read what you've all got in store!!! no pressure tags will be under the cut <3

a letter from alex to henry:

Hen, Don’t think for a second that I would ever call you a coward. You are the bravest son of a bitch I know. And I already told you. I forgive you. I’ll keep repeating it until you’re sick of me. I forgive you. I forgive you. I forgive you. I forgive you. I forgive you. I forgive you. I forgive you. I forgive you. Thank you for writing back to me. A part of me wasn’t expecting a reply, but the other part - the most desperate part of me - needed to know that you were okay. The only thing about rehab is what I know from the movies. Does it feel like a cult over there? Wait, I probably shouldn’t say anything like that, in case I get assassinated or something. Ignore me. (But seriously though, are you getting cult-y vibes from anyone?) Did you know it was pouring rain when I got to KP? Nora convinced me to use my sky miles, and I didn’t realize I’d be practically swimming through London when I landed. Bea said I looked like a drowned rat when I got to the palace, and Shaan almost didn’t let me in. I’m a little pissed that I didn’t get to you in time. I had a whole speech ready. Truly something to rival Mr. Darcy and his fuckass sideburns. But I think the letters will have to do. Makes it feel even more like Jane Austen, which I’m sure you’d prefer, you big romantic. You may say you have a wretched heart, but it is still the most beautiful thing I have ever witnessed. I want to know every inch of your heart, all the good parts and the bad ones, too. We haven’t had that much time together, but I already want it all. I will gladly be the sun to your moon, and when we finally cross paths in our orbits, I will make it worth your while. We’ll be a global phenomenon. Just you and me. Hopefully, I don’t have to wait every 44 years to see you. But I’ll still wait forever if I have to, because like I said, you’re not getting rid of me that easily. I don’t even think it’s physically possible for me to let you go. So sorry, babe, you’re stuck with me. If you want to be strong, do it for yourself, not for me. And even if you can’t be strong, that’s okay, too. I like to imagine recovery like a rollercoaster. It goes up, but it also goes down. And sometimes, there’s a random loop-the-loop that throws you off-kilter until it levels out again. It takes time, but I know you will eventually make it to the end. I understand your decision, but if you ever change your mind just let me know. I’ll always wait for you, A

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yuebings · 4 months

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fic writer meme

thank u @fruitdaze @uhuraisgay @cairoscene @englishsub for tagging me!

How many works do you have on Ao3?

44 currently! double 4s? during MY lunar new year? i gotta change that up quick

2. What's your total Ao3 word count?

315,042 words

3. What fandoms do you write for?

my most written-for fandom is mdzs, but i don't really write for it anymore...if you look at my ao3 profile u can kinda tell i'm a sporadic one-and-done type when it comes to fic hehe no one can predict where i'll go next. my latest fandom is jujutsu kaisen!

4. What are your top 5 fics by kudos?

so you've been robbed by a musuem

the stone-filled sea

the family-dodging bathroom-dwellers association

and his wanting grows teeth

diving blind

it's like a wangxian sweep except for the last sambucky lol

5. Do you respond to comments?

i am trying to get better at that! sometimes i don't have the energy to go through and respond to every single one but trust me when i say that seeing the wonderful comments people leave truly makes my day

6. What is the fic you wrote with the angstiest ending?

tbh i don't think i've ever written straight-up angsty endings (or at least the way i see straight up angst). every 'bad' ending has a ray of hope in it, or at least an acceptance that like...yes, this is the way it was meant to be, and to reject the outcome would be to reject everything that came before it. sometimes things were meant to go to shit. there was no other way to go. we were doomed but at least we loved each other. i will suffer but at least i can remember you. so on so forth.

with all that said, it's a toss up between the longest journey (di feijing & lei chun), or all things in pain (wen ning character study). 'angsty' endings, if only in the way i described above

7. What's the fic you wrote with the happiest ending?

a lot of my happy endings aren't super-sweet happy endings per se, but rather a promise or hope that things will get better. idk what that says about me lol like maybe i have more interest in the "how to become happy" part than the actual happiness itself...? but ANYWAY i'd say the sappiest ending is i have is uhhhh feel like a brand new person (msr take edibles together) because 1) their mutual attraction is finally acknowledged 2) they're making out 3) they're high as balls. what's better than this

8. Do you get hate on fics?

not any time recently! i've rarely had negative comments before and all of them have been of such a ridiculous nature that my only response was like "lmfao ok"

9. Do you write smut?

nope! not yet, at least. maybe some time in the future i'll feel like it

10. Do you write crossovers? What's the craziest one you have written?

haven't written any, don't really read them either! i keep my blorbos locked up in their separate cages. siloed.

11. Have you ever had a fic stolen?

yes! kind of. if this counts, a couple years ago someone on wattpad stole over 100 wangxian fics (including mine) from ao3 and reposted them onto their own account without credit. we got their account taken down tho so all is well...but this is why i say in my ao3 profile that i do not allow reposts. please tell me if u ever see my work reposted anywhere........

i've also come across a fic in a diff fandom that was VERY clearly "inspired" by one of mine (lifting certain scenes and lines beat for beat) and gave no credit. so there's that as well.

12. Have you ever had a fic translated?

yes! it's always an honor when someone wants to translate my work :)

13. Have you ever co-written a fic before?

nope! my creative process is so erratic that i feel like i'd be a nightmare to co-write with, so this is probably for the better

14. What's your all time favorite ship?

this is a hard question to answer. i don't have an ultimate favorite that always stays at the top of the pile, cuz my interests change all the time! right now i'm really enjoying platonic yuuji & megumi & nobara & gojo. in terms of what i go to most often when i want a comfort re-read...finnpoe.

15. What is a WIP you want to finish but doubt you ever will?

omg. you want a DEEP CUT? i have a wip for a rarepair in an already sparse fandom...yeongshin/seobi from kingdom on netflix (the historical korean zombie drama). i LOOOOVE that show i comfort re-watch it all the time. i love their bonded-thru-trauma-frenemies healer/warrior dynamic and i have this wip going for yeongshin getting bitten and seobi developing a zombification-reversal cure through sheer willpower and spite alone........there's maybe 2k written and i was relying on a season renewal announcement to motivate me enough to get the rest of it out but uh. fellow kingdom warriors if you're out there. i think we may be losing this battle............kingdom season 3 announcement save me..............

16. What are your writing strengths?

as a haver-of-siblings, i think i do general family dynamics pretty well! someone has told me in the past that i am good at packing meaning into very few words. i also think i'm good at angsty emotional beats (i sure like writing them, at least)

17. What are your writing weaknesses?

bro if there is any action scene in my work, writing it is like pulling teeth. what do you mean he's getting hit. what do you mean i have to think of an interesting way to describe punch #1 and punch #2 and punch #3. STOPPPPPPPP I CANT DO THIS.

in terms of technique i used to struggle with this thing where i NEED to perfect the writing i'm working on before i can move on. like i'd waste huge amounts of time rewriting a three sentence paragraph over and over and over again until it was perfect before i could move onto the next scene. i'm getting a lot better with that tho!

18. Thoughts of writing dialogue in another language in fics?

i've never done it myself, like, full on written-in-a-diff-lang dialogue, but i think it's cool as long as context clues/some form of translation is provided. and if proper research is done if the writer isn't a native speaker

19. First fandom you wrote for?

the man from uncle (2015). lol. napollya could have won in an alternate universe where armie h@mmer wasn't a piece of shit

20. Favorite fic you have written?

HOO. i gotta say it's my sambucky ghost fic the boy who cried ghost. it's by far my longest fic (even tho it isn't actually very long compared to others ive seen LOLLLL) and it took me AGES to write and ended up being quite personal!! part of the reason it took me so long to finish was bc i couldn't bear to write about sam struggling with grief/guilt when i was also going through something similar, so when i finally got around to writing the moment of catharsis i kinda felt like i was helping myself, too! which was a very interesting experience, and definitely served to lodge this fic in my heart forever and ever. it's not exactly popular but i'm proud of it :)

tagging @tantai-jin @bluecrystalrainingdaggers @vinelark and anyone else who wants to participate!

#BTW I AM EATING AN APPLE FRITTER. IF ANYONE EVEN CARES.#and my cat is squeaking very loudly rn. he is so cutie #yue.txt

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jamietarttsnorthernattitude · 1 month

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Tagged by the amazingly talented @lady-of-the-spirit <3 <3 <3

1. How many works do you have on AO3?

44 :)

2. What's your total AO3 word count?

337,201

3. What fandoms do you write for?

Ted Lasso

4. What are your top 5 fics by kudos?

somebody you touch, but never hold

no thing's so sure that i can't learn to doubt it

i don't want to look at anything else now that i saw you

in the morning i'm bulletproof

but the joy was worth the pain

5. Do you respond to comments? Why or why not?

I do! I love them so much if someone took the time to leave a comment I want to thank them because it gives me life. So I try to respond at least with an emoji or a thank you.

6. What's the fic you wrote with the angstiest ending?

My immediate first thought was the honesty of pain but then I remembered I hit Jamie with a car and then just ended the fic soooo probably the loudest silence.

7. What's the fic you wrote with the happiest ending?

It's hard to choose because most of my fics I do end on an upbeat note, even if things aren't better I leave it as things are going to be okay. But maybe in the morning I'm bulletproof? It skips forward probably the most amount of time.

8. Do you get hate on fics?

Back on my first ever fic on fanfiction.net I did, but not necessarily hate, but "wtf is this?" which was fair lmao I only have gotten one comment and one ask (and to be fair to the ask it might've been hate or it might've been just taking the piss which I get but it was anon and I couldn't tell the tone so who knows). I am very grateful people have been so nice to me.

9. Do you write smut? If so, what kind?

I've attempted a few sex scenes more to try it but I don't think I was very good at it so I probably won't try it again.

10. Do you write crossovers? What's the craziest one you've written?

I have not.

11. Have you ever had a fic stolen?

LOL no.

12. Have you ever had a fic translated?

Not that I know of.

13. Have you ever co-written a fic before?

Not yet but maybe with the wonderful @fanficfanattic someday lol

14. What's your all-time favourite ship?

Jamie Tartt/whump

15. What's a WIP you want to finish, but doubt you ever will?

I haven't even been writing very long and only really started developing more WIPs in the fall. I have not yet given up hope on them.

16. What are your writing strengths?

I write a lot of whump :)

17. What are your writing weaknesses?

Rereading my works I find a lot of my sentences too simple. There's not always a clear flow and things can be clunky. I wish I was better at describing how things make people feel (I can't even do it here lmao). I see so many writers who are basically writing poetry to describe a scene and I wish I could do that.

18. Thoughts on writing dialogue in another language for a fic?

I am definitely not opposed, I think I've only made a few in French. I'm too nervous to get it wrong (google translate can only do so much) so I tend to stay away from it.

19. First fandom you wrote for?

I wrote a truly horrible LOTR story my freshman year in HS.

20. Favourite fic you've ever written?

This is very hard, but I'l go with my favorite one with the least amount of kudos, ...and I'll be there.

tagging: @fanficfanattic @jamiesfootball @nativestarwrites with zero pressure and also anyone that wants to play :)

#tag game #writing things

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hey i'm aster :)

this is my ana diary/motivation blog! i am pro recovery but not actively pursing it, if you are in recovery then DO NOT SCROLL! go and get better, best of luck ♡

i enjoy th1n$p0 and sw33t$p0, not really m3@n$p0 so you'll rarely find it here. i am anti f@t$p0 and f@tph0b1@!! i tag posts i write with #asterposting , if i ever get termed you can find me under there

every day i'm gonna add something new to my list of personal motivation. some will be very niche but anyone can refer to it if they like!

list under the cut ♡

1) to be able to take photos of myself again

2) to wear clothes that are actually my style instead of what makes me look less fat

3) feeling empty is 10× better than feeling full

4) so clothes shopping makes me feel better about myself instead of much, much worse

5) so i can eat junk food and look cute instead of disgusting

6) to look the part of being a ballet dancer as well

7) to have the confidence to wear a bikini

8) so i don't have to constantly pull up tights/leggings

9) so relatives will stop talking about my weight behind my back (or to my face 😭)

10) so i can wear clothes that expose my legs

11) to look taller

12) to be in control

13) to be pretty even when i'm not trying

14) to find clothes in my size easier

15) so i can stop being the DUFF

16) because the theatre/TV/film industries are biased against fat people

17) so i can order clothes online knowing they'll fit

18) for a thigh gap

19) to be skinnier than the skinny friend

20) to feel comfortable when undressing in front of others

21) so miniskirts actually cover my butt

22) to look less silly while dancing

23) to be pretty instead of funny

24) so pants don't chafe

25) so my stomach shrinks

26) so my hip bones stick out

27) to lose face fat

28) all the cute rings are in smaller sizes

29) more clothes options in secondhand stores

30) remember that time you saw your thighs in the mirror at dance? yeah

31) to get rid of fat rolls

32) to look skinny even when i'm bloated

33) for a flat stomach

34) to cross my legs easier

35) for clear skin

36) take up less space on public transport

37) to be better than the people i've cut off

38) so strangers are nicer to me

39) to look good in skin-tight clothes

40) to feel proud giving my measurements instead of embarrassed

41) for more prominent collarbones 💜💜

42) for a clearer mind

43) for slender fingers

44) so people say i look malnourished

45) to feel lighter, better

46) to wear baby tees

47) to highlight my figure

48) to be more confident

49) so i can dress badly and still look good

50) so i can see how pretty i am underneath this fat

51) so i seem cute and quirky when being myself instead of weird

52) to fit in with all the other girls at school

53) for skinny arms

54) to be able to see my ribs

55) for others to look at me and know i'm sick

56) so boob tape works better

57) so my eyes appear bigger

58) to feel at home in feminine clothes

59) so go days without thinking about food

60) reduced cellulite

61) to post on socials more

62) to have more room for muscle

63) so patterned pants aren't stretched out

64) so my partner can be proud to show others pictures of me

65) for random glances and stares in public

66) to prove them wrong

67) so calf-length boots are loose around my legs

68) less skin to shave

69) need less soap/moisturiser/etc for bodycare

70) so people are shocked at how easy it is to pick me up

71) to be thin before prom

72) to learn discipline

#asterposting

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foodsies4me · 3 months

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Snippet Saturday choose-along:

So the ever-wonderful @echo-bleu cheated and tagged me back, I'm not sure what snippet to use because I have several. So, here are some fics/prompts I've been working on, and if anyone wants to see a snippet, feel free to ask (also yes the titles are how the files are saved):

Time is Golden (AWG2)

Bridges (snippet of a later chapter)

Apollo (snippet of a later chapter)

Wingfic-prompt

Still untitled this is getting ridiculous

Trainee shenanigans nobody is surprised

Crow leaves the US and still runs into Malec-prompt

Magnus POV of live my feelings, feel your pain (can only be asked by FTH-giftee, who the initial fic was for - you know who you are <3)

The Golden Rings AU because I have NO self-control and am far too easily enabled dam dam dammit

Tagging @to-the-stars-writing (Yes I know I get all of your snippets, but I still want more because I'm greedy), @faejilly, @miss-mouse, @lawsofchaos1, @moonlight-breeze-44 and @echo-bleu because turnabout is fair play!

#Foodsies rambles #yes my titles are still as ridiculous as always #and I still have far too many plotbunnies #these are just the ones I'm currently working on #someone help I am drowning in plotbunnies #also I AM BLAMING YOU FOR THE GOLDEN RINGS AU CRYSTALMIR

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agoodfictitle-shadowban · 2 years

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The Price You Pay - Part 4

Wanda Maximoff x f!reader

[TPYP Masterlist]

Word Count: 3.9k

Summary: Life as a college student isn’t always easy, so when the opportunity to make some money by pretending to date your best friend’s sister arise, you decide to take it.

Tags: fake dating, paid dating, jealousy, possessiveness, Pietro’s bestie, darkish!wanda, no Avengers, bad life decisions, college!au, angst, hurt/comfort, fluff, divorced!parents, Vision is kind of a dick, other mcu characters apparition, no proofreading (lemme know if im missing something)

Warnings: Bad language, alcohol consumption, some violence, smuttyfruity (so, 18+, minors dni, dom!Wanda, sub!reader, orgasm delay (r receiving), restraints (r receiving), oral (r receiving), fingering (r receiving), fondling (r receiving), making out), pay for sxx

A/n: sorry for the delay, between the surgery and the cat fleeing, i had a hard time getting the energy to write especially with smut. So I'd really like to have feedback and everything, it would really help get me back on the saddle. I love yall friends <3

Tag List: @red1culous @sayah13 @princess-kennys-rats @marrymemcgrath

After what had happened, you decided to avoid Wanda for a bit, and it worked. Until it didn't. Your doom came in the form of a text on a beautiful Thursday morning. You just came out of the pool when you checked your phone and saw the light flash a few times, telling you you had a message. You grabbed the device and frowned when you saw who texted you.

[09:43 am - Wanda] I need your services for tonight

The message was simple and direct, and it almost made you forget why you were avoiding Wanda in the first place. But the feeling at your core from simply reading her name was quick to remind you what had happened. This put you in a delicate position. You wanted - needed, even - the money to spare you pride, but you were starting to doubt Wanda's intentions. Did she really need you? And more importantly, could you deal with the consequences of whatever game she seemed to want to play? Because the more you thought about her, and her touch, the more the feelings you used to carry for her showed themselves. And you'd very much like to not end up with your heart broken, thank you.

So now, you had to face a dilemma: what did you put first? Your pride in the face of your family, or your heart?

You found the answer after a few long minutes.

[10:09 am - Y/n (neighbor)] Okay, I'm in. What kind of event is it?

[10:16 am - Wanda] We're going out to a bar with my friends. Vision will be there too

It sounded like a very similar deal than last time, so it should be fine. There was no reason why it would go in weird directions again.

[10:17 am - Y/n (neighbor)] Okay, what time?

[10:37 am - Wanda] I'll get you at 6pm

[10:44 am - Y/n (neighbor)] Okay, cool. See ya

[10:37 am - Wanda] Don't be late

You rolled your eyes, you had no trouble seeing the way she would cock her head to tell you that. Like you'd ever been late before. Maybe you should try to make her wait a bit, just to see what would actually happen. That was a very tempting idea and you played with it a bit, a smile gracing your lips. It would be a good way to get back at her.

So, when the time came and Wanda rang the doorbell, you were still far from ready - or as far as you allowed yourself to be. Which meant that when you opened the door, you were in shorts and a sports bra. She arched an eyebrow when she saw you.

"I thought I told you to be ready."

"I guess you did." You offered her a shrug and walked back inside, leaving the door open for her to follow if she so desired. "The time must have slipped by too fast for me to notice. Guess you'll have to wait a few minutes."

You heard her walk behind you and the door closed right before she pushed you against a wall, not even bothering to turn you around. Your cheek touched the surface as her hands held you there, one against your shoulder and the other on your waist, slowly snaking around you. She was being oddly gentle, even in the way she was keeping you from moving with her strength. It almost drove you crazy, and if she hadn't kept you in place you would have turned around for a needy kiss when her fingers traced around your groin area. She leaned against you, and her lips brushed your ear.

"When I'm paying you, Y/n, I expect you to do what I tell you, or at least to be polite enough to let me know in advance if you won't be able to respect my demands. Am I making myself clear?"

The thought of pushing her some more, just to see where this would go, went through your mind. You were curious after all, and the feeling of her fingers on your skin was intoxicating. It almost made you forget why you actually tried to put some distance with her. But you weren't ready to assume your desires yet. Instead, you licked your lips before you nodded, your throat very dry. "I– crystal."

A smug, satisfied smile answered you, one you couldn't see as long as she kept you pushed against the wall that way. "Perfect. Now go get ready." Slowly she stepped back and freed you, very careful to keep her eyes on you. You finally turned around and were able to see the hunger in her eyes. Incapable of facing her right now, you did what you were told and went to your room to get ready.

A lot of the people you saw at the party were here tonight. Carol and Steve were happy to see you again and welcomed you with open arms, but Vision seemed less than comfortable to have to deal with Wanda and you. You decided to ignore him and just focus on the role you were supposed to play. You realized how easy it was to slip in it, with her possessive arm around your shoulder and her other hand slipping into yours when you weren't drinking. It was different than when she seemed to only want to play with you, almost like she truly cared about you, and it made you feel warm - a very different feeling from the arousal she ignited in you more than once now.

"So, when did you two start dating?" The question brought you back to reality. Natasha looked at the two of you with vested interest, and for a second you started to panic. You were a good liar, but you never got to discuss that with Wanda. But it seemed like she thought about it more than you, since she answered with no troubles.

"Not long after Y/n moved back from her dorm, she had a get together with Pietro and we kept talking into the night long after he fell asleep. And the rest is history."

You remembered spending time with Pietro right after you came back, but the rest was a lie. There never had been any long conversation between the two of you since before this whole fake dating thing you were barely on her radar. The most you got from her were banalities in the form of niceties.

"It's funny, I never imagined you together," Vision chimed in with a wry smile. "You've known each other for years and only now got close? Seems weird to me."

"That's because you never had any imagination, Vis." The blatant barb left a moment of uncomfortable silence in the group. You pinched your lips to hide a snicker and drank some more of your glass.

"I can see it, Wanda had a huge crush on Y/n in high school," Natasha finally said in hope to break the tension, and you choked on your drink, making almost everyone around the table laugh. Wanda sent a murderous glare to her friend who took a very innocent face.

"You did?" You looked at her, not believing it. There was no way, she never showed any interest in you, she barely talked to you at the time. You remembered her calling you an idiot on so many occasions, and complaining about you always being at the twins' place, asking you if you didn't have your own house to be at. At best she considered you a nuisance.

She stayed in control when she answered. "What if I did? We're together now." You couldn't help the big smile that took your whole face, and she rolled her eyes. "Don't let it go to your head, detka."

And for a second, it felt real, like you truly were together as you answered her. "I can't promise anything, you're always so good at feeding my ego." You leaned closer to her with a mischievous smile.

"The things I'd do to make you feel good…" she all but purred at you in an ungodly voice that sent shivers through you. There was a feeling at the pit of your stomach, an instinct that wanted to actually see what she'd do, if she'd stay true to her words. You bit your lip, her eyes falling on the movement, and actually had to lean away when you noticed how close you two were. You couldn't deal with that right now, not in front of everyone. Luckily, the conversation around you had turned to something else.

The rest of the night went smoothly, and you were careful with your alcohol consumption this time. Carol tried to egg you on, but was quickly shut down with a stare by Wanda. There was something fascinating in seeing the ginger impose herself like that to the boisterous blonde with a simple gaze, something that made you crave this kind of attention.

You wondered some more about that desire on your way home from the bar, the silence in the car auspicious to those wandering thoughts. They went back to learning about Wanda's past crush, and a question burned your lips. You wanted to ask about it, but lacked the actual courage to do it in the car, so when the ride came to an end and you walked back in the warmth of the night, you still hadn't said anything.

"Alright. I hope you had a good night," you said in a slightly stilted way, trying to sound professional.

"It's not over yet," she said as she cocked her head. "I'll walk you to your door."

"You sure? I mean, I can–" She simply started to walk towards your door before you could finish your sentence, forcing you to follow. "Okay, walking me to my door. Thanks."

"Don't. I simply want to prolong the night a bit."

You frowned at that. What was it supposed to mean? That she wanted five more minutes or was it something else? You didn't have a lot of time to really wonder more, and you stopped at your doorstep with her, getting your keys out. Just as you started to unlock your door, the heavy gaze of Wanda on you, your curiosity finally got the better of you and you turned to her.

"Was it true?" You asked in a rushed manner, and knowing you needed to give more information for your question to make sense. "That you had a crush on me?"

Wanda raised her eyebrows at that question, from the surprise to see you actually go there. She played with her rings briefly, the only sign of nervousness you see her exhibit around you ever, and finally she sighed before she answered with a low shrug. She didn't like that it had been revealed, but now that it was out of the bag, she had no reason to hide it anymore. "Yes, I did."

Your heart skipped a beat. Her honest answer was as surprising as when you heard it earlier, and you had a hard time wrapping your head around the concept.

"How… why did you–" you stuttered some more before your hand drew your hair back. With a sigh, you shook your head. It was in the past, like your own crush (or so you told yourself) and it was best to leave it there. "Nevermind."

But she wouldn't let you off the hood so easily and she stepped closer to you. "I mind. Why don't you finish your sentence?" She nudged you, her words a hand offered to lead you somewhere, but you had no idea where exactly. You still decided to follow along.

"Why didn't you tell me at the time?" You finally found enough bravery in you to ask, still shy, unable to look at her despite wanting to see her reaction. Her closed index lifted your chin up to force you to look at her in her scarily focused eyes.

"Because I wasn't ready. But now…" she breathed you in closer and your eyes fluttered close when you felt her lips brush yours. "Now I am."

She took your lips and you immediately melted against her, fitting perfectly together. She tried to take a step back to say something, but you hungrily brought her back to you. That simple kiss opened the floodgates of everything you had been feeling in the past and present, and you couldn't resist it anymore.

The second you brought her back to you she slammed you against the door and her kiss became hungry. You moaned against her lips and she swiped her tongue in your mouth, invading it like she owned you. And she might at this point, you thought.

When you separated for air, keeping you from following her again, her dark eyes fell on yours, and then your kissed bruised lips.

"Door. Now," she ordered and you nodded. She let you go and you unlocked the door for good. You barely passed it that she was already all over you, slamming the door behind her before she turned you around to kiss you some more. She pushed you towards the stairs and you almost tumbled over the first step, fumbling back in her arms. "You're so clumsy."

Her voice was hoarse from desire, and it made more warmth spread in you. You finally managed to reach upstairs in between kisses and stops where she would pin you against the wall, her fingers digging in your waist deliciously painfully. You pushed past your bedroom door and the back of your knees knocked on the edge of your bed. You tried to resist the fall but Wanda pushed you down.

"Take everything off," she demanded and you were too possessed by lust to disobey. Your shirt was easy to take off, and the rest slightly more difficult due to you sitting. When it came to your underwear, your hand stalled until she kissed you encouragingly. It was more restrained, softer to reassure you, but you could feel she was holding back. "Do what I tell you before I need to punish you."

You looked up at her towering figure, and swallowed hard. She was beautiful in the moonlight, a crown of light around her, and you felt incredibly vulnerable under her hungry gaze. Still, you slowly took off the last of your clothes, now fully naked. She tilted her head as she evaluated you, her hand putting away a strand of your hair.

"You're so pretty, you know that?" She whispered and you looked away shyly. Or you tried. She grabbed your chin to make you look up at her. "Don't look away, detka."

Whatever self-assurance you usually had fizzled at the way she handled you, and so you simply nodded.

"For whatever is going to happen tonight, I'll need you to use your words. Got it?" She wanted to make you hers, but she needed to know you would be good too, no matter how heated it got.

At first you nodded again but when she arched an eyebrow, you spoke up. "Yeah, got it."

"Good girl." Those simple words elicited tingles in your core. She climbed on your legs and kissed you again, pushing you down on the bed under her, hands on your shoulders. When you reached to put your hands around her neck, she prevented you from doing so by grabbing your wrist. The way it brought her body that much closer to you, even if she was still fully clothed, made you whimper. "Not yet," she ordered.

"But I want to touch you," you complained.

"Soon. Now be a good girl, and don't move your hands."

You swallowed hard, your throat and mouth dry at the order. Touching your partner has always been something you'd do. "I'll try."

She hummed against your neck and bit your skin before she sucked on it. You moaned and threw your head against the mattress. You had to fight to leave your hands down.

"If you disobey, I'll just tie you up and make you beg for me to fuck you." Your eyes opened at the declaration, and at the way her accent reappeared after years without it. Your fingers twitched at the idea of being at Wanda's complete mercy. Was it want? The wetness that came to top the one already there would have you believe it. You almost wanted to disobey her just to see how it would feel, but the idea of begging her made you stop for now, your pride still on the way. "Is that clear?"

You nodded before you remembered she wanted you to use your words. "Yes, it's clear," you struggled to let out in between small moans as her teeth pulled your skin along your neck and your collarbone, leaving reminders of her passage along the way.

When her mouth reached the peak of your breast, you gasped. Her tongue rolled around one nipple, then the other, sending jolts of electricity along directly between your legs that you pressed together. You needed her to fuck you so badly.

Your hands reached to her back, and when you touched her skin, her eyes immediately shot up to look at you.

"What did I tell you?"

"But– I–" you were starting to have trouble forming thoughts. "I want you to fuck me. Please," you whined.

She arched an eyebrow. "Do you think that because you beg first I won't tie you up?"

"Wanda…"

She straightened up and took off her belt. "Go to the headboard," she ordered, and you found yourself doing just that. She followed. "Hands up against it."

The way she talked to you, all stern orders, made you want to both fight her and surrender, to ask for more tenderness and more control from her all at the same time. You wanted to play too, no matter how badly you wanted to be fucked, so with a smirk you asked "What if I don't do it?"

She climbed back on top of you. "I'll punish you." It was a simple answer that offered worlds of possibilities. It sounded like rules were being laid down in the lull of your first punishment.

"Will we do that again?" You needed to know before you surrendered yourself. And you wanted her to know you wanted to. For a second, she stopped, like she needed to to be able to process your words.

"We will." This made you want to spur onto her to kiss her, but you understood that you were playing other games right now. So instead you brought your hands up next to the headboard, and she rewarded you with the kiss you wanted. "Good girl."

With expert care, she tied you up with her belt. You never felt so exposed and vulnerable, but still confident. Wanda wanted you. She wanted you and you were ready to give yourself to her.

Your first reflex when she finished tying your up was to test the strength of it, pulling on the knots to try and free yourself. The headboard rattled against your attempt but you were truly tied now. Wanda smirked and her hands trailed your body.

"Tsk, already trying to break away?" She shook her head. "I won't let you, you're all mine now."

You stopped fighting and nodded. "Yeah, all yours."

"That's better." Still straddling you around the waist, she leaned back so her hand could reach behind her, finding your folds with ease. Her fingers slid over it, then as she reached the top went between your folds, brushing against your clit and to your hole, making you moan loudly and try to arch - but she had you pinned. "Oh. You're so wet." She brought her fingers to her mouth and you could see the reflection of your wetness even in the low light. She tasted you with an appreciative hum and closed her eyes. It made you grow more desperate. "I love the way you taste."

"Wands…" you whined, and she opened her eyes to look at you. "Please…"

She smirked some more and leaned close to you. Her lips ghosted over yours. "Please what?"

You tried to move under her, to buck to find any point of friction but you couldn't. "I need you to fuck me. Please. Please Wanda." No matter how much you pulled on the belt, you stayed trapped.

"Such a pretty girl, so polite too." She kissed you hard, her tongue whisking yours away in a deep kiss. "Alright."

She stood up and methodically took off her clothes in turn, and all you could do was watch as she revealed her milty skin, and her beautiful breasts. You were mesmerized by her body, your heart beating wildly at the view. God, you hoped to see it so many more times. Finally, she stepped back on the bed and spread your legs until she could kiss inside your thighs, her teeth grazing your skin. Seeing her face between your legs was a dream come true that ignited passions you thought you got over. Clearly not.

She kissed your fold first before she opened it and licked your juices. You moaned at the sweet release the contact gave you, bucking against her. "My, someone is impatient."

Her arms snaked around your legs and one of her hands fell flat on your stomach, keeping you from moving further. She kept going at you after that, her tongue zeroing in on your clit. She licked and sucked, making you moan louder than before, breathing becoming so hard and fast. She still took her time, slowing down when she felt like you were teetering the edge of an orgasm. It was driving you crazy after all the wait you already went through.

Your legs would start to shake, and you would feel the familiar built up inside of you, ready to release, and she would stop, letting you calm down only to bring you back right where you were.

"Wanda, pl– please, I nee– I– I–" you whined with your eyes shut. "I ca– I can't."

You felt her smile against you, and suddenly there were two fingers entering your cunt with no troubles. You would have came right here and there if not for the surprise, and it actually took very little time when she started to pump in and out. At this point, nothing coherent came out of your mouth anymore.

You could feel the heat build up again, your mind blanking, and you almost expected her to stop here and there, but this time she kept going, and as she did, your orgasm came stronger than it ever did, shattering your mind and body.

She held you as you rode your orgasm, her fingers still in you. She kissed your neck, and once your body unclenched from the pleasure she kissed you deeply. You breathed her in before she let you go, and gasped when she finally vacated your insides. She wanted to make you hers again, the way you looked, dazed, breathless, and a thin layer of sweat on your skin, but you looked already too tired after having spent the night outside. So she undid the belt and your arms fell around her.

She cradled you in her arms and you complied, snuggling against her. God, that felt good. Both the sex and the intimacy right after. But you were so tired… and the way Wanda stroke your hair, and rubbed your arm…

You succumbed to sleep in no time.

When you woke up the next morning, Wanda was gone, and next to your bed there was an envelope. You frowned slightly. It had to be what Wanda owed you for last night, but when you opened it, you noticed there was a lot more than you thought. There was enough for the whole night. Including for the sex. You set your jaw.

What the fuck?

#wanda #wanda maximoff #wanda maximoff x reader #wanda x reader #scarlet witch x reader #scarlet witch #tpyp fic #idk how to tag

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quokkareactions · 1 year

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Prompt list:

Cute prompts that came to my mind but I could never write for them. I would love to see better writers use them tho, so please go for it and tag me if you do. ♥️

1. "Right now I don't know if I want to kiss you or shove you off the bridge."

"Can I pick?"

2. "What's the worst thing love can do?"

"Love can make you stop believing in love."

3. "Buy me cute underwear and I will let you see me wearing it."

"If I buy you nothing, can I see you wearing that?"

4. "I'm sorry, what were you saying? I keep getting lost in your eyes."

5. "Don't yell at me in languages I don't understand!"

6. "When I said 'whatever helps you sleep at night' I didn't mean this."

7. "They don't love me. They are not that stupid."

8. "Love at first sight doesn't exist."

"Then how else do I describe how I felt when I first saw you?"

"Y-you love me?"

"Apparently not, according to you."

9. "I just ended a four year relationship."

"I'm sorry..."

"It's okay, it wasn't my relationship."

10. "Your heart is as cold as my dorm room, and I can't feel my toes in that room, so it's bloody cold."

11. "I already know I'm going to hell. At this point it's really go big or go home."

12. "You are being all sweet and cute, it's making me wanna kiss you."

13. "Oh my, what have I done to deserve such a beautiful smile?"

14. "I love you. You enormously stubborn pain in the ass."

15. "I don't have enough middle finger to let you know how I feel."

16. "I heard that!"

"You were supposed to!"

17. "You fainted... straight into my arms. You know, if you wanted my attention you didn't have to go to such extremes."

18. "I don't sleep. My mind has the scary capability of being dark and demented."

"You're afraid of your dreams?"

"Yes"

19. "Careful."

"What?"

"Your smile. You look like you're about to fall in love."

20. "If you bite your lip one more time, I'm gonna do it for you."

21. "I am fully convinced that you never graduated kindergarten."

22. "I didn't do it."

"Then why are you laughing?"

"Cause whoever did it is a freaking genius."

23. "If I tell you I... You know... Care about you... Would you laugh at me?"

24. "What? No! I wasn't staring... I-I was looking at something behind you."

25. "Why should we date?"

"Because we are attracted to each other."

"I'm attracted to pie, but I do not feel the need to date a pie."

26. "There's a fine line between cuddling and holding somebody down so they can't get away."

27. "I can't get over how a few months ago I wanted to learn your name and now your having breakfast with me in my hoodie."

28. "Quit smiling at me. I can't stop messing up my sentences when you look at me like that."

29. "This is going to sound controversial but I think that went well."

30. "I'm gonna kill him."

"Sit down. You are not murdering anyone on my watch."

"Then look away."

31. "It's okay. Everything will be alright. Don't blame yourself."

"I'm not. I'm blaming you!"

32. "Fix it, please."

"Fix what?"

"Me"

33. "Nah"

"Don't 'nah' me!"

34. "You gotta stop doing that."

"What?"

"Saying things that make me wanna kiss you."

35. "What an idiot"

...

"Oh hey, that's my idiot!"

36. "You don't scare me."

"Then why's your heart beating so fast?"

"Cause you're kinda cute."

37. "I have a plan."

"Is it a good plan?"

"I have a plan."

38. "Now... Let me teach you how to lose."

"Yeah, I imagine you're an expert at it. You had a lot of practice."

39. "Did you just fall?"

"No, I attacked the floor."

"Backwards?"

"I'm freaking talented!"

40. "Why are you avoiding me?"

"Because... Because I think I'm falling in love with you, okay? That's why."

41. "If you wanted a sign you should have said. I would have punched you in the face."

42. "No, I don't like them. They are loud and obnoxious and I think that thing they do with their hands when they're nervous is dumb."

43. "Do you not see it?"

"See what?"

"The difference between her and you. He looks at her like she's the prettiest girl in the world. But you... He looks at you like you are his whole world."

44. "I'm not jealous! It's just... you are mine."

45. "A broken heart is small price to pay, when you're not the one paying it."

46. "Why don't we take a nap? We can be nap buddies."

47. "Why am I on the ground?"

48. "Are you... Is this flirting or are you starting a fight?"

49. "How drunk were you last night?"

"Well, I still have my pants on, so not that drunk."

"Those aren't your pants."

50. "I'm with him. For better or for worse."

"It'll probably be for worse."

"I knew that the day I met him."

51. "I'd be more than happy to show you a good time if you are looking for one."

52. "Show me your scars."

"Why?"

"I want to see how many times I wasn't there when you needed me."

53. "Well, fuck me."

"Already did."

54. "Get in"

"No"

"Get in"

"No"

"Now"

"Make m..."

"Trust me, love. That's a sentence you don't want to finish."

55. "... You didn't."

"Oh, I did... I did so very much."

56. "I didn't fall for you, you fucking tripped me."

57. "I will destroy you and everything you care for."

"You do realise that includes you, right?"

"I'm counting on it."

58. "I remember kissing you... WHY DO I REMEMBER KISSING YOU?"

59. "Am I your lockscreen?"

"You weren't supposed to see that."

60. "Can you stop playing connect the dots with my freckles?"

61. "Not to toot my own horn or anything, but the dog loves me more."

62. "Permission to lean in?"

"Permission granted."

63. "I'm not a delicate flower. Kiss me like you mean it."

64. "Is there a reason you waited until she walked in to kiss me?"

65. "You talked in your sleep... Do you really love me?"

66. "I mean, I'd make out with them but like... platonically, you know?"

"You can't make out with someone platonically."

"Of course you can! We've done it like severeal times already."

67. "Can I buy you a drink?"

"Go ahed but only if you buy one for my boyfriend too."

68. "I hate you!"

"Why? I'm lovely."

69. "Did you just tell the person I was gonna go out with that we're dating?"

70. "He excelled! How the heck did you do it?"

"I promised him a date if he passed."

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