#congrats on your breakup we hated him

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I'm sorry for the OC brain rot on main....

(the lines are from a post about "tag yourself: awkward/unflirty Sims edition" and honestly? all my OCs are awkward/unflirty so ... yeah...)

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masterlist

i figured it was time to make one. it's in order based on when i wrote it. please, please let me know if a link is broken/mislabeled!!

*81 fics*

All of these are Jamie Tartt x reader

dress

Jamie and Keeley buy you a dress for the benefit gala

three times 'cause i've waited my whole life

secret relationship to engagement

you're losing me

first kid

don't make this any harder

Jamie wants to take you to Brazil, you’re both idiots

would hit him in a heartbeat now

Your ex boyfriend is a footballer and also a douche

silent sleepers

Jamie contemplates your relationship on the team bus

what it is

Jamie is sick ft. Roy

don't go wasting your emotion

Secret relationship + you own a bookshop! Ft. Roy and Keeley

you know, you'll always know me

You’re a famous singer! Congrats!

i don't know how you keep smiling/i'm just choking almost constantly

Jamie’s dad is a douche

i'll still be right next to you my dear

Jamie is a dad

can't really say i'm enjoying it now

Yikes it’s a breakup fic, but happy endings only in this house

mine of you with me

Reader and Jamie go semi-public with their relationship

today's a day like any other

The Tartt family thru the years

there's orange juice in the kitchen

Oof ouch period cramps

i can't breathe without you

Nate kisses you w/o consent

damned if i do give a damn what people say

You’re a theater actress! How exciting!

island made of faith

People think Jamie’s dumb, and he’s not

take your time while you're mine

You’re Roy’s other sister ft. all the Kents

honey, i'll give you all my time

Vienna. Enough said.

feeling fragile can't you tell

Jamie gets hurt

wrote all your lines in the script in my mind

Oh no! Some girl kissed Jamie and it wasn’t you! + Colin as the bff

stick together like glitter

Babysitting Phoebe + angst

your mind is not your friend

Angst + comfort after you have a bad hookup

chasing shadows in a grocery line

You’re pretty sure you have a hot stalker

don’t go yet

Tee hee protective Jamie at a club

kicking myself to keep from crying

The morning after your mind is not your friend

i think we could do it if we tried

High school sweethearts reunited after 6 years🥺

i’m glad you exist

You and Jamie go to a wedding

send for me

BREAKING: shit day at work made better by local boyfriend

tell me where to put my love

day off = food + snuggles

bored

The longest angst I’ve ever written. Def not the best angst I’ve ever written.

would it be enough if i never gave you peace

you’ve got baby fever and your pretty sure it’s going to kill your brother

wishing on every one

You own a flower shop. It’s adorable.

lyrical eyes, indigo smile

Bea meets the team for the first time!

something to rely on

You storm the pitch and smooch your bf

flipped the script

Enemies to lovers slow burn (or maybe fast burn, idk)

i fancy you

London Boy by ms. T. Swift

you don’t want to know me

Jamie shows up at your door after s.1 Man City

you’re in the kitchen humming

Post-Mom City

family that i chose

For the child-free girlies!

never wanted you to hate me

Pt. 2 of you don’t want to know me

wonderstruck

BFF Keeley tells you to give her awful ex a chance

in love with an idea

idk it’s like a confession of love? kinda cute

sinking into your worn-out mattress

Touch-deprived therapist! reader

you’re a mansion with a view

just two footballers doing an England promo, nothing to see here

i know what i’m doing

Post-Roy/Jamie locker room hug after Man City

wonder what it’d be like

Jamie tries to win you back

if only love were true

You’re a single mom in dire need of a plus-one

i know now it’ll pass

It’s hard to love someone when you’ve been told you don’t deserve it

the way it goes

The Greyhounds are protective of Jamie

how to love being alive

Idk this one’s like whatever and also supes long

there is happiness

GEORGIE GEORGIE GEORGIE

it’s just wanderlust

Relationship soft launch

glitter on the floor

You like to knit. You also think you’re a comedian.

maybe tomorrow you’ll know

The “he’s a prick to everyone but her” trope

hustling for the good life

I swear this is my last chaptered fic

let’s fall in love for the night

Kent!reader is having a baby

soft hands hit the jagged ground

friends w/benefits

for you, there’ll be no more crying

anxiety at work + bf jamie

smile at me

there was only one bed!!!!

slow motion double vision in rose blush

happy b-day Jamie Tartt

half-moon eyes

it’s just a question!

can’t hear my thoughts (i cannot hear my thoughts)

I’m allowed to write what i want, ok???

here in my arms

more Kent!reader + a baby named George

coffee at midnight

prick coach wakes you up bc of your prick boyfriend

healing me fine

Just a lil engagement fic for ya

i don’t know anything

if you’re interested in Bea

right words at the right time

It’s a wedding fic

move fast and keep quiet

boxer!reader + smitten Jamie

not saying you’re in love with me

You meet over Bantr!!!

we could be so good

Jamie comforts you after a bad date

i hold it like a grudge

i don’t even know how to describe this one but u might cry

there for you

sick fic

before you go

physio!reader

you’ll probably date her

chronic illness + childhood friends. gotta love it

feel it burn

Gym anxiety

play it back

Old movies of bb Jamie

ours

Thanksgivinggggg

light in the hallway

MORE Kent!reader

stuck by you

Bad family + good Jamie = fic

[maxverstappendefender]

Hi I was wondering if u can make an imagine with max verstappen where the reader is an athlete also (tennis player please 😮‍💨😮‍💨😭😭🥹🥹) and she is also from Netherlands

her and max were like in the same school or neighbors or even Victoria’s friend and her and max used to be dating since they were young teenagers but they broke up because of their careers (more like she broke up with him lol🤭) and they meet again at a gala or a wedding when they are at the top of their game her being world no.1 and many grand slams winner and him being world champion and then they have a confrontation with a lot of angst and yelling and max being heartbroken 💔💔🤌🏻🤌🏻

other part to this request: "Also about the max and athlete reader like if u can make it inspired by “call out my name” by The Weeknd 🥲"

a/n: this is such a good idea, i love some good angst. i made it a smau and also written parts (more towards the hend). i don't know much about tennis but i tried. the google translate dutch is probably bad but that's fine. hopefully i did your idea justice <3

warnings: profanity (?), alcohol

my masterlist !

The Dutch Athletes

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yourusername and that's a wrap on the lovely game of tennis, back to training for next season :)

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user PROUD TO BE DUTCH BC OF THIS LADY AND THIS LADY ONLY

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landonorris you're serving! (do you get it? im so funny)

-> yourusername ty lan (the tennis jokes are never funny)

-> landonorris not even a pity laugh.

user i see a certain someone hiding in the likes

-> user 🤺🤺🤺 be gone sir

victoriaverstappen cannot wait to see you next week!

-> yourusername i miss my favourite dutch person

-> user max is punching the wall rn

user wait, im new. why is everyone hating on max verstappen here?

-> user y/n dated him a while back but they ended it in 2021 for reasons no one knows. lots of speculation but they never confirmed or denied anything. he still has loads of pictures of them on his insta but she deleted hers, probs wasn't a mutual breakup in that case. she's still good friends with lando, charles, and max's sister!

-> user he probably cheated or something

-> user they both seem happy so we shouldn't make assumptions :)

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y/nmaxupdates still no new content of our favs together so we are doing a little throwback thursday to one of y/n's posts from 2015 (she has removed the post).

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yourusername vegas baby! vv thankful lando is okay. congrats on the podium charlie!

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charles_leclerc You say congrats but you wear a McLaren hat

-> yourusername only because lando invited me, not you!

user max being cropped out has me CACKLING

user we were so so close to some y/nmax snippet by her posting him but she fucking cropped him out

landonorris i'm so mad i crashed, my helmet was so sick for this race. do you think i can wear it to the clubs tonight?

-> yourusername lando istg if you wear your damn helmet anywhere tonight. you are supposed to be staying at the hotel with me anyways?

-> landonorris i don't see a doctor that will stop me from leaving. but my helmet looked sick right?

-> yourusername eh

landonorris we literally spent like 3 days together before the race and you still chose that ugly picture

danielricciardo VEGAS BABYYY. tonight we party.

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yourusername 'VEGAS BABYYY. tonight we party.' ~daniel ricciardo (and don't worry, i didn't let lando leave the hotel looking like that)

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it had been a wonderful night so far. lando couldn't drink due to the drugs the doctors gave him so you didn't drink either out of solidarity. lando had gone off to do lando things, probably finding a way to the dj booth or socializing with whoever he can. you were just sat at this couch in the vip area. you were talking to charles for a while before he went off to do celebratory shots. you were so tired from the timezone difference, vegas compared to the netherlands was messing with your system. you had your head leaned back against the couch, your eyes were just looking at some of the drivers having a lot of fun and celebrating in one of the best party cities in the world.

you felt someone sit down next to you on the couch. you didn't know who it was at first but you quickly smelt the cologne and knew. max. you two hadn't really spoken since 2021, when you ended it. it wasn't the prettiest of breakups but we were both stupid kids and in love back then. you both should've known it wouldn't work out. you tried, though. you tried with every single thing you had in you but at the end of the day, fate would always be stronger.

"hey, y/n. haven't seen you in awhile," max finally said, breaking the silence. he sort of had seen you though, on instagram. had he missed you? every fucking day. you broke up with him though, and you seemed happier. if you were happy, he would accept that.

"sure," was all you said. that was your telltale sign that you did not want to talk. but let's be honest, max verstappen not having a conversation when he wants to sounded impossible. he wanted to fix things, he wanted to fix it all. why wouldn't you let him? "any chance we can talk?" he asked you. he wouldn't really take no for an answer. he would just talk to you while you listened, but even that would be stretching it.

you stood up from the couch, careful to not look at him. if you looked at him, you would be a goner and would do just about anything he asked you to. you were a strong person except when it came to max. "see you around," you muttered to him before leaving the vip area. you would infact not be seeing him around, not if you can avoid it. maybe not drinking was a bad idea. you had spotted lando who was busy chatting away to someone. "fuck," you whispered under your breath, realizing that the person who you had to make sure got home safely was still having a good night. you wouldn't want to cut his night short, especially when his night started bad with the race.

you felt some hands wrap around your waist and before you could protest, these hands were pushing you out this door to the club's back alley. you knew those hands though. you knew them all too well. "max, what the hell?!" you shouted at him as you felt the cool night air hit your face. it felt better than how being inside that club felt.

he knew this was probably too far. but when has 'too far' ever stopped him. he was so done with this all. 2 years of not having more than 10 words shared between you two. you two used to talk every single day, where did it all go wrong? he knew this one was his fault. he was the one who had lost you, all for racing. he gave up you for racing. he was a royal idiot for that. "i am so done with you not even talking to me!" he shouted to you. he was thanking god that you two were in an alley and not somewhere public for this.

"i don't want to talk to you," you said to him. not many people held their ground against max, but you always did. you never wanted to talk to him again, not since your breakup. you were happy and had a great life, you didn't need the mess that was max verstappen. "you never do!" he said back. that was true and you both knew it.

"you're right! i never do! because you fucked up," you shouted to him, putting your finger straight to his chest. the breakup was infact not mutual like the media made it seem. you two broke up because you were trying to support him in racing while still building a life in tennis for yourself. you could see the stress eating away at max that year and he still wouldn't let you help. even if it was help from afar. you tried to be there. he didn't even try to be there for you and your goals either.

"i know i did. believe me, i know i fucked it up," he said to you. there had been quite a few sleepless nights where his brain just wouldn't turn off. he had only been thinking about you. tonight was just his breaking point. he was done acting like he hadn't been thinking about you.

there was a moment of silence as we just looked at eachother. we had grown up a lot since we last got close like this. "so then why? just why?" you pleaded to him to just give him a real answer. 2021 had been a hard year for him and you knew that. but you were his girlfriend. you were meant to be there and help him but he wouldn't let you. he pushed you away at any chance he got. then you were alone. it was an endless cycle of you trying to help max with his stress, him pushing you away, and then you also getting lost to your own stress.

he put his hands on either side of your face. he knew he couldn't give you the answer he had given you when you asked this question 2 years ago. he couldn't say "just a tough year" because although that was a part of it, it wasn't the entire truth. and you deserved the truth. "i pushed you away before you could push me away," he said to you as he looked into your eyes. he felt like an idiot for saying that but it was the whole truth.

you gave him a slightly confused look. that had been a different answer than what you got 2 years ago. how could he even think you would push him away? you loved him so much and you had for years. you would have clung to him, even in death. "if i wouldn't have won in 2021, there was that thought that you would be gone," he admitted.

"i wouldn't have left. i wouldn't have ever done that," you quickly said. you had to say that really quickly before he spoke again. clearly your words took him aback a little. he really felt stupid for ever thinking that you would leave, let alone leave simply because he won a championship. mentally, you said 'fuck it', and just kissed him. you pulled away for a second to whisper, "je bent een idioot, max verstappen (you are an idiot, max verstappen)". then you kissed him again.

he smiled in the kiss, his hands in your hair and yours in his. your words were true, he was an idiot. he would probably have to kiss you a million times to make up for him pushing you away. and that was a price he was willing to pay. he felt you pull away and as desperately as he wanted to pull you back into him, he knew you had some more words to say.

you pulled away. "but you left. you left when it got hard and i will never put myself in that position ever again," you said to him. your lips stung with how much desire you had for max. but you had to make smart decisions, you could not get hurt again. and deep down, you knew he would leave if it got hard again. him leaving again would hurt too much. you had a good life now, he had a good life now.

he felt his heart shatter at your words. but he knew you were right that he had left when it got hard. he had taken the coward's way out. he wanted you to be happy and you seemed so happy with your life now. he couldn't take that from you. he nodded his pain away and spoke softly to you, "i hope you have nothing but happiness in life". then he walked away. he walked away but this time for your sake. he knew you wouldn't walk away from him so he walked away from you. he really did hope you had nothing but happiness in life. he could hear all about your happiness from the bits that victoria shared with him.

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y/nmaxupdates NEW CONTENT!! I REPEAT NEW CONTENT OF MAX AND Y/N!! that kiss?? oh we are SO back.

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[folkloresthings]

PRIDE AND PREJUDICE — send a muse + a song and i’ll write a little drabble for it.

Oscar Piastri + hits different by Taylor Swift thank you ❤️❤️

Congrats 🎉👏

HITS DIFFERENT. ❨ oscar piastri x reader ❩

breakups were never easy — that was a universally known fact. and while you’d been through your fair share of them, you always managed to pick yourself up and dust yourself off. for some reason, it hadn’t been that simple after oscar.

he’d been your great love, your brightest star. he had come into your life at the perfect time, snatching your heart up and locking it away in his hands, giving you the world and whatever else you asked for. then, it was gone. life goals and commitments got in the way and you both knew it was for the best. that didn’t make it hurt any less.

you tried your best, truly, to move on and spend your waking moments thinking about anything but your ex—boyfriend. you let your friends drag you out at night, drinking at bars and washing your hands of oscar in the club bathrooms. it seemed that the dj’s wanted to taunt you, playing all of your and oscar’s songs to force you to curl into a ball in the bathroom stall.

“y/n, y/n!” your friend catches your attention, pulling you away from the cocktail at your lips. “don’t look now, but oscar just walked in.”

you freeze. like, not a single working limb or thought in sight. the fear that rises up inside of you is paralysing and no matter how many times you imagined this moment happening, you hated that it had actually come. trying to appear casual, your eyes rake the sea of people and find him without difficulty.

the hot tears that escape your eyes and splash on the bar top sting while you try to keep them in. everything’s blurry and busy as you make a beeline for the bathroom, cheeks burning. then he’s there, catching you from tripping, face knitted in concern as he takes your messy appearance in.

“y/n—”

you don’t remember the last time he said your name. it had always been baby and darling, but now it was y/n. nothing had ever sounded so foreign. you grasp at his arms, then pull away like his skin has scalded you. you stumble backward, afraid of what you might do if he touches you again.

“i have to go,” you blurt, and he reaches for you but you get away too soon. you grab your friend’s wrist on the way out and drag her straight to the front door. somewhere between tears and ugly snot, you manage to fill her in.

“babe, don’t worry,” she insists, drying your eyes. you’d had to do this for her many times, it was only fair she repaid the favour. “love is a lie, anyway.”

could it be? everything you felt for oscar, everything he’d done for you. your time together, the kisses and the nights spent exploring each other’s bodies. was it all a lie? your cursed yourself for needing space, only to wind up drunk and throwing up on the side of the street.

when you wake up the next morning to a text from oscar, you want to throw your phone out the window and jump after it. it takes thirty—seven minutes of contemplation before you finally open it. his display name is still the same, and all of your messages from before the breakup lay open like a sacred text in a museum.

hey, did you get home okay? you didn’t look too good last night. we could get coffee and talk if you want.

you don’t reply, because you don’t know what to say. or you’re scared of what you will say: yes! yes of course! only to fall back into the same cycle and end up right where you are now, again, in a month or so.

the only reason the breakup with oscar was hitting differently was because, well, he was different. he was special. and you couldn’t survive another hit from such a devastating love. so you delete his message, lock your phone and push it all away. deep deep down, where no one could find it.

and as easy as that, he was out of your thoughts. it was only at night that you saw him then, in a deep slumber where he haunted your dreams. and that was enough for you.

[daniellelocklyn]

General Mahamatra Cyno x Fem! Akademiya Reader

The reader in this scenario will be from darshan amurta (biology specialized)

It's your last year in Akademiya and sadly you just broke up with your boyfriend after a big quarrel between the both of you. You found out your now ex-boyfriend was plagiarizing his thesis from a previous research, you warned him already, you just don't want him to receive the judge from the general mahamatra, yet he was so furious at you for talking abou the general mahamatra in front of his face, he even assumed you to have a crush on the general mahamatra. For no reason, your ex-boyfriend really hate the current Akademiya's general mahamatra.

After your breakup, your ex started spreading fake news about you having a crush on the general mahamatra. This spreading rumor doesn't really affect you in any way since Cyno himself never really heard of the rumor, he's the busy general mahamatra after all. But one morning, you happened to meet him in the Akademiya's library, it was nothing at first, until a bunch of annoying second grader starts whispering, and Cyno heard that. To your surprise, Cyno actually know you and your name, but he doesn't really care about that rumor he just heard, to him, you are just an Akademiya student, nothing more.

The rumor was starting to get annoying, but you can't really do nothing about it. Sometimes you wonder if Cyno also feel bothered by these rumors. You're just grateful that you never had to face the general mahamatra because of the rumors. You accidently encountered the general mahamatra a few times, he never glanced at you during those encounters, that made your heart relieved.

Since you had a passion in forest biology, sometimes you went to the forest to asked a few questions to the forest watcher, Tighnari, you even helped him out in herbology along with Collei. Surprise surprise, you met Cyno, this time is not just an encounter. Cyno was there to visit Tighnari. He's a chill guy, he didn't bring up those rumor, and told you that outside Akademiya he's not general mahamatra, so you don't need to feel uncomfortable or scared around him. You had a pretty good chat with Cyno, you loved his joke, and you cherished most of your conversation that day. Sadly, that's your only time to have a good chat with him, the next interaction was another hall or library encounter with him, neither of you even smile or greet each other.

It's finally your graduation day. You were very happy with your results graduating from the Akademiya and planning to continue your passion about forest biology. During your graduation day Tighnari and Collei came to congratulate you. Most of your friends received a graduation flower bouqet from their lover, a small part of your heart wished you and your boyfriend never broke up in the first place, because you guys promised to graduate together, but he did wrong, so I guess he's not a worth person to mourn for. A light tap on your shoulder bring you back to reality after a you spaced out a little, it's Cyno the general mahamatra. You greeted him politely. You can't believe your eyes when he handed you a bouquet of flower, he whispered a little "congrats" with a slightly visible blush upon his cheeks. Seeing the general mahamatra himself on your graduation day was already surprising for you, but you get more surprised after he suddenly confessed to you. "Hey, I know this is weird, we barely know each other, but will you be my girlfriend? I swear it has nothing to do with the rumor, I just feel comfortable with you after we met that day in Tighnari's place"

You agreed to be his girlfriend that day. Who are you to reject such charming general mahamatra. Unknown to the both of you the rumor actually does a thing, after that rumor both of you slowly start to find out more about each other, just because.

[joesalw]

Ok I'm sorry but this is gonna be a long rant.

I am an ex swiftie (also a minor) and I joined the fandom back in 2022 after midnights released. Before that I had heard a few songs but I barely knew anything about Taylor before 2020 and I did not know about the Kimye stuff or anything.

When the bejeweled music video was released I did not realize the easter eggs so thus I thought that I need to become parasocial and I NEED to know everything that taylor has done every minute of the day (referencing Do you really wanna know where I was April 29?)

I went deeper into the hole. I started getting obsessed with Taylor. I clicked on every video , post and podcast mentioning her. I genuinely became a parasocial fan. I only heard her songs and barely cared about other artists. I hated on her exes (Jake Gyllenhaal and John Mayer especially) because I believed that they had hurt Taylor to no extent. I still don't like them/am neutral but I don't hate them anymore. In march I joined tumblr because I heard Taylor was on here and I have no other social media to support her from so I came here to give her my support.

In April , the breakup happened. I was genuinely devastated. Joe was and is an amazing person. I was shocked to see her move on so quickly and date m*tty he*ly . I was even as a child shocked as to how someone can move on so fast. But also move on to someone so problematic after calling herself an activist? Idk what was wrong with her. But IG as long as she is happy.

She broke up with him. We all rejoiced. Speak now TV was also announced! Yay!

I remember so well on 7th July I was in school and I was so fucking excited about it coming so soon I couldn't sit still. I was counting down minutes until it's release even tho I did not have any devices to listen to it on. My friends were so happy to see me happy and excited af.

I went home and heard speak now tv. Amazing experience for me at that time.

I became the person who said shit like : I hate everyone but Taylor and Taylor is a gift to this Earth and etc etc.

But the amount of joe hate and joeover and joebless jokes annoyed me. Why were we hating a person who was in her life at her worst moments? Taylor would never condone or allow this.

But boy was I wrong.

Most of the hate against joe was my #Strike 1 for leaving the fandom.

Then came along Traylor. I was like oh ok as long as she is happy :))

Then she started associating with the nfl people. Br*ttany M*homes and Abuser bitch.

When I heard of this I was like wtf Taylor???

Weren't you the one who was going off about being on the right side of the history and believing victims?

I was like it's fine maybe she doesn't know or maybe she will stop once she knows.

She didn't

Then she won person of the year. I was already very unhappy with Taylor at that time. But I still was like Yay! Congrats! But maybe you shouldn't be the one to win it?

Then the doxxing by a swiftie happened. It was #strike 3

I left the fandom. I still had hope she would change.

Now after seeing her jets emissions (I'm a huge Environmentalist and a feminist so this shit bothered the living helm out of me) and her continuously hanging out with brittany piece of shit and all the joe hate going on, I am beginning to despise her.

I had initally blocked hate pages like yours but Now I open your posts everyday and check them because I relate to them sm.

I went from a person defending every action of Taylor's, being the only one in my entire theatre who knew the lyrics to all the songs of the eras tour movie , having Taylor as my top artist of the year with more than 60 percent of the songs being hers to despising her so much for being fake and stuck up.

I remember after I left the fandom and not many people knew about it , A classmate said something against Taylor and her songs directly to me daring me to oppose it and I genuinely wanted to cry because I thought that I would now always be associated with this fandom.

The ex swiftie in me genuinely wants 2016 to happen again so Taylor will be removed from the pedestal she is put on by so many. She needs to be saved from herself and her parasocial fans.

And I used to say I would love Taylor forever but I suppose forever really is the sweetest con.

TLDR :- I USED TO BE A PARASOCIAL SWIFTIE WHO USED TO LIVE AND BREATHE TAYLOR BUT NOW I'M SLOWLY STARTING TO DESPISE HER.

Sorry this was so long I had to get it off my chest.

Thanks for reading it!

ex swifties are my favourite people in this planet rn

[mollysolo]

congrats on 2.7k!! may i have a steve harrington with bucky barnes based off of the song lover, you should’ve come over by jeff buckley?

It’s Never Over

Pairing: Bucky Barnes X fem!scarlet witch!Reader

Summary: You and Bucky finally reunite after what feels like centuries apart.

Warnings: Mentions of injuries, crying, heartbreak, depression, Bucky’s nightmares, screaming, an argument, insecurities, death + a breakup

Word Count: 1.6k

a/n: i hope you like this!

My 2.7k follower celebration!

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While you walked through New York on any given day after the blip, you could see Bucky in everything. You saw him in the group of people standing around an empty casket in the ground. You saw him in the people sat with their loved ones graves, even in the pouring rain. You understood their pain, you had felt that yourself everyday for the past five years.

And at this point, you would do anything to get Bucky back. Even if that meant letting Bruce experiment with time travel on you. You were just that desperate.

You felt broken without him and while you knew you shouldn’t be so dependent on Bucky, you couldn’t help it. All you needed was him and his love and there was no way to make this longing go away until Bucky returned.

While in the midst of your depression, you often wondered if he was okay wherever him along with everyone else ended up. You hoped that he still loved you even after all the time you’ve spent apart in recent years.

Many told you just to move on, let go of Bucky, but it wasn’t that simple. You couldn’t just break free from the man you had loved for seven years now. He still owned your heart and he always would, even though he was no longer here. You loved him too much, you could never fall in love with someone else. He was all you’ve ever wanted.

And as time went on, you easily became blind to the ways your mental health had been damaged. You felt alone as if you had no one and no matter how many times Steve reminded you that he was there for you, that feeling still never went away. All you ever felt like doing was sleeping, you didn’t the motivation for much else.

You wanted to heal, to be strong for Bucky even if he wasn’t there to see it. But waking up without him holding you in his arms became harder every single morning. And all you could do was hope, hope that the things Bruce was working on would actually work and bring everyone back.

But you would continue to wait for him, burn for him, no matter how long it took to get him back. Especially after what had happened before he had dusted. You could remember the argument two of you had as if it hadn’t been five years since it happened. That guilt had been eating you up inside ever since then.

You two had started to argue in the first place because Bucky had accidentally started to choke you during a particularly bad dream. And no matter how many times you told him that you were fine now and that you already forgave him, he was still so mad at himself for hurting you.

“I’m a monster! All I do is hurt people! Why can’t you see that? You should hate me!” he yelled at you, his hands moving about while he spoke.

“Don’t tell me how to feel! And it’s not your fault that you were forced to do horrible things, Bucky. You could never hurt me, you’re not a bad person or a monster!” you yelled back, letting out a deep sigh once you finished speaking.

He sighed as well and spoke again moments later, “I don’t want to hurt you again, doll. I think it would be for best if we broke up.” he told you, which easily caused tears to start to prick your eyes. Sure, you were a little upset that Bucky saw himself in such a negative way but you didn’t want to break up with him over it. But before you could say anything else, Bucky quickly left your bedroom and was out of sight in under thirty seconds.

You could also clearly remember the moment he had dusted. Seeing him disappear right in front of your very eyes destroyed you, it made you feel as if Thanos had ripped your heart out of your chest.

Once Thanos had snapped his fingers, you sprinted over to where Bucky was, not caring that you were now broken up. You had to make sure that he was still there. And as you reached him, his metal arm began to turn into dust and his gun fell to the ground.

“(y/n)?” he said, his eyes directly looking into yours. And before you could say anything to him, he was gone.

You then ran over to where he once stood and your knees gave out as a result of the pain you were now feeling, sending your body crashing to the ground. You screamed out in agony as tears swiftly fell down your cheeks and you frantically grasped at the dirt Bucky had just been standing on.

“Bucky!” you screamed as you stared up at the sky for a moment, your tears not slowing down whatsoever. You were truly heartbroken after what you had gone through today.

Steve had tried to pull you back and take you to the quinjet, but you wouldn’t let him. You clawed at his arms, screaming at him to let you go. It took both Steve and Natasha’s strength to pull you away from where Bucky had been.

But even after five years had passed, the pain you felt that day still lingered in you. Nevertheless, you often had moments where you began to loose hope that you would ever see Bucky’s sweet return. You wanted to give up but you still pushed yourself to keep fighting, thinking of what Bucky would’ve wanted for you.

And after what felt like a century, Bruce finally figured out the key to getting everyone back and for once since Bucky dusted, you felt a sense of happiness.

Now, you all were flying back to Wakanda and Steve had suggested that you try to sleep on the way there. But the thought of what was to come as well as your need for revenge kept you awake. You would get to kill the man who took Bucky away from you even if you died as well.

But you had managed to ground yourself with the thought of Bucky’s smiles and how you get to see it again very soon. This kept your mind occupied for a little while and before you knew it, the quinjet had landed in Wakanda once again. And now it was time to fight with everything you had left in you.

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“You took everything from me!” you screamed at Thanos, pure anger radiating throughout your entire body.

“I don’t even know who you are.” Thanos replied, with furrowed eyebrows followed by a smirk on his face, showing that he thought that he would get away with all of this again.

“You will, in the after life.” you said with a smirk of your own as your magic began to quickly flow from your hands and up towards Thanos’ unprotected throat.

You then let your anger fuel your magic as you wrapped the bright red energy around Thanos’ throat, squeezing tighter and tighter, your eyes glowing red as you screamed at him. And in this moment, you began to not care if you had to sacrifice all of your blood to get Bucky back, it would still be worth it as long as Thanos suffered.

With one final scream, your magic snapped Thanos’ neck and his now dead body fell to the battlefield below you. And once you were sure he was dead, you took a few seconds to catch your breath when you suddenly felt someone tap your shoulder.

When you turned around, you saw Bucky standing there with a hopeful look in his blue eyes, “Bucky!” you said while you raised your eyebrows and relief filled your system.

You hugged him tightly as he began to speak, “I’m not too late, am I?” he asked, a cute smile on his face. You smiled with him as these words fell from his lips.

“No, never.” you quickly said before you pulled away from the hug and pressed a passionate kiss to his lips. You stopped kissing him back for a few seconds and stuck your hand up behind you as you had sensed that some of Thanos’ henchmen were now standing behind you two. You easily got rid of them then kissed Bucky once again, pouring as much love as possible into the kiss.

“I love you, doll, so much and I’m sorry things ended the way they did.” he told you as tears started to fall down both of your faces like a gentle waterfall.

You nodded and folded your lips in, “I’m sorry too. But all that matters now is that you came back to me. And I hope that we can be together again.” you replied, a sad smile now spread across your lips, your eyes focused on Bucky and only Bucky in this moment.

He took you back into his arms again as you said this, feeling the need to hold you tight for a little while longer, “It was never over, doll, I need you to know that. I just got stuck in my mind and I’m sorry for the pain I’ve caused you. But I’m yours for as long you’ll have me, I promise.” he muttered through his tears, but you could still hear him as clear as day.

You let a smile take over your face and pulled away once more, “How does forever sound?” you asked him, your arms still loosely wrapped around his ribs.

“Perfect. Now, let’s finish this.” he simply replied. And just like that, your heart was complete and you were able to feel whole again.

The two of you then went right back into battle, together this time around.

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contains: angst, tbh plot is kinda bad TT

word count: 0.8k

a thousand thoughts crossed your mind at once, who was this new girl? why was chan with her? but the question you wanted to know most was why he was reusing all the moments you shared together with this new girl. it bothered you. all these stupid posts of special moments with his new girlfriend but you had done the same things with him first.

chan didn’t know exactly where he went wrong, but he knew very well that it happened somewhere between his breakup with you and getting with someone else. though his heart never did stop loving you, but he couldn’t help but feel like a terrible person every time he had gotten home and seen the distressed look on your face due to the fact you had stayed up for him. he felt guilty that he spent hours a day at work and only a couple with you, hell half the time he was with you the two of you were asleep. so he broke up with you, you deserved better. when trying to ease the pain in his heart he ended up with someone new. she had only served as a replacement, he would do all the same things he did with you in hope that he would be able to feel all the same emotions he felt when he was with you, but he couldn’t…because he wasn’t with you. the long drives with music blaring were boring, the strawberry ice cream he ate was suddenly not appetizing, switching jackets with each other wasn’t something he found fun anymore, unless it was with you.

he knew he had to do something about it, because chan didn’t want to hurt anyone, not you, not him, and not the girl he was with. so he did what he felt was right, he broke up with the girl, who was surprisingly kind about the situation, she herself hadn’t felt a true connection with chan and was going to break up with him. he was glad he was on good terms with her and they went their separate ways. now he needed to figure out a way to make up with you. as he reached out to text you, he felt his heart ache. chan knew that it was wrong of him to do this, it was selfish, after all he was the one to break up with you. but he also couldn’t suffer like this anymore. he decided to put the decision in your hands.

you don’t know why you decided to let chan come, maybe it was the fact that you still loved him, you knew that there was nothing he could do to make you hate him. even though he had just left you, no real reason towards it, you still couldn’t hate him for it. the rapid knocks on your door snapped you out of your thoughts, you got up and hesitantly opened the door.

“hi..” chan said, though it came out more like a mumble. “hey, come in” you replied, eyes staring down at the floor. you refused to look at him because you knew that you would start crying if you did. “so…how’s it been?” he said trying to get some sort of reaction out of you. “let’s just get straight to the point” you stated. it hurt him to see you like this, not wanting to do with him at all, but if that’s what you wanted, that’s what he would have to live with. “i broke up with you because i felt like i wasn’t good enough…i never treated you right, i was always too busy with work or too exhausted to go places, and you don’t deserve that” the room was filled with silence for a moment, “that’s my decision to make though. i get to choose if you’re not good enough for me.” “i’m sorry.” “that still doesn’t explain it…why did you go out with someone else…if you still loved me?” you were scared for the response that would come from chan, you body shaking “because i thought if i copied what i did with you with someone else then maybe i would be able to feel the same way i did. when we did it together. but i didn’t, and it was dumb of me to think i could experience love with anyone that’s not you.” you looked up at him, his eyes as glossy as yours, “if you want to never see me again i get it” “i think that’s what’s gonna have to happen. i just don’t think we can have a healthy relationship after this, i’m sorry” “you shouldn’t be this is my fault anyway. i’ll go now” and with that he was gone.

a/n: thank you moon! didn’t know if you wanted fluff or angst so just went with both TT, i sorta kinda hate this bc the plot isn’t very realistic but i’ll pretend it makes sense <3

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I saw several posts and comments in the Helluva Boss tag saying something like, "Stolitz is toxic. Congrats, you get the point!🎉" in an extremely patronizing tone. Like, yeah. No fucking shit that is the Vivzie's intention. Anyone with a brain cell can figure that out. What pisses me off even more is that some even go as far too say that if you hate them, you're an idiot.

My issue isn't just that they're too "toxic". I like plenty of ships that come off as "toxic" to some. I enjoyed Chuck and Blair in Gossip Girl when I was younger. Same goes for Sam and Freddie on iCarly. Hell, I was raised on telenovelas and Twilight, and still have a love for reading yandere fanfics for fuck's sake! I'm the last person on Earth to say you can never like a toxic ship! Just with them it's both toxic AND super annoying.

Stolas is the textbook definition of a woobie. He's super manipulative. He forces Blitz into that deal when he damn well knew he was running for his life and has his business on the line, so he could never turn it down. He even did the same thing before at the party when he guilt trips Blitz into sex. He's also a self centred ass, who constantly makes everything about himself and prioritizes fucking his boy toy over more important shit in his life like his own daughter. He continues to ignore her, even after she told him how she feels constantly. He acts extremely patronizing towards Blitz, calling him stupid and condescending nicknames right in front of everyone, despite him clearly not liking them. On top of everything, he's also cheating on his wife.

Is this ever called out by the narrative? Nope. He's given a free pass, and the story treats like a uwu sad boy that we need to feel bad for. Sorry, but that won't cut it. I just want to yeet him into the sun, not see him get together with Blitz.

Yes, I think a large part of this is thanks to Vivzie pulling an Elsa and changing Stolas' personality to be more "positive" part way during season 1. Also, yes, Stolas is trying to find a way to give Blitz a way to get to the "Human World" without him. But that's still no excuse for him being this much of a woobie. Morally grey and messy characters should be always called out by the narrative. Actions have consequences. People can get hurt regardless of our past or intentions. Cheating is always wrong, even if your partner is a bitch. That even goes for characters like Stolas.

Even if that wasn't the case, I don't think that Stolas is a good match for Blitz. Blitz needs a partner who is supportive, understanding and level-headed, being there for him when he needs it. Not a guy with his own mountain of baggage of his own. Honestly, I think any relationship between them will result in a messy breakup if they were real.

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Thank You For Saying Goodbye | Arthur Shelby x Reader

Request: no - written for @peakyswritings 1.5K celebration

Pairing: Arthur Shelby x reader

Summary: Arthur calls (Y/N) in hopes of trying to rebuild their relationship. Through their conversation, he realizes that she's ready to say 'goodbye'.

Warnings: language, mentions of a rough breakup

Word Count: 1469

A/N: this idea is a little different than anything I’ve written before. It’s based off of the song ‘Thank You For Saying Goodbye’ by The Glorious Sons … I really tried to interlace a lot of the lyrics into the conversation they shared. Congrats on your amazing milestone, Reb - I’m sorry it took a bit for me to post this. Enjoy! :)

Let me know if you want to be tagged in similar stories in the future!

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Arthur Shelby's fingers teetered over top of the receiver as he tried to decide whether or not he should call her. After holding his breath and weighing out the possibilities of each side, he took hold of the receiver and brought it up to his ear. “Small Heath, 444,” he said to the operator, waiting then as the ringing tone sounded in his ear.

He didn’t release his breath until the line picked up on the other side. “Hello?”

She sounded the same as the last time he’d heard her, and her voice alone made his heart clench in his chest. She should be with him right now. “(Y/N),” he finally said her name after gaining the trust of his own voice again. Still, it came out shaky and weak.

“Arthur?” there was now confusion evident in her voice, “Arthur, why are you calling me?” Arthur glanced around his room, trying to come up with the answer to her question. Why was he calling her? “Arthur?” she asked again after the silence lasted for a few beats too long.

“I…I woke up with you on my mind,” he admitted, his voice sounded so timid compared to his usual boisterous vibrato.

“Someday you’re gonna wake up and that won’t happen, Arthur,” she told him the same thing she’d tell him each time he’d uttered that statement. Arthur wanted to disagree with her almost immediately…it had been three weeks now, and it’d yet to ring true.

“When will that happen, huh?” he lost his inner battle and brought his doubts up to her, “because you’re on my mind almost every minute of the day.”

“Just give it time,” she told him, still holding onto a calm tone.

“How much time?” he asked her, “how much time needs to pass before I stop hating myself for eating you alive; for crushing every single one of your hopes with my terrible actions? I did so many dirty things to you, (Y/N),” he rambled on, his voice dire and filled with regret.

(Y/N) closed her eyes as she kept the receiver against her ear. She didn’t want to think of the dark times that she had with Arthur. If she did, they would consume her and suck her into a pit of despair if she got hung up on them for too long. She was past that. She’d allowed herself that time to wallow in her sadness, and now she couldn’t will herself to do that anymore. “I don’t hate you for the breath you stole from me, Arthur…I don’t hate you for the things you did, I hate the things themselves. We’re just not good for each other; we’re like oil and water…we can try as hard as we want, but we just won’t mix,” she told him, trying to convey what she’d been repeating to herself over these past few weeks.

“We had some good times though,” Arthur then did what he normally did, trying to ignore the bad that was glowering in his face in attempts to focus on the good, “…some good nights.”

“They don’t make up for the firefights, for all of those terrible things we said to each other when we weren’t thinking straight,” (Y/N) reminded him, like she’d done each time he tried to reminisce on their times they’d spent. “You told me you couldn’t see yourself spending another moment with me; because I was too damaging to you. You made me think that love was a lot like hate in the sense that I wasn't sure what to expect from you because you’d come to me with the same expression for all of it.”

Arthur’s face scrunched up at the mention of the pain he’d caused her. Even though he tried his best to only remember the good of their relationship and continued on with those memories at the forefront, he couldn’t completely ignore the ugly moments…especially when they impacted (Y/N) so much. “Those nights that you went home crying are all my fault, they’ll always be my fault, (Y/N), and I know that. Just maybe if we could work past…”

“No, stop,” she cut him off before he could finish his sentence, “leave it at what you’ve started your statement with. Don’t go on saying that there’s a possibility for us to work past all of the shit that we went through. There’s no better days ahead for us, Arthur. Please don’t live in the fantasy where you think that there is.”

“I…I’m sorry,” he stumbled over his words, hating how her voice sounded as she bit back her tears. He hated that he was the one who made her sound like that.

“Thank you,” she whispered, taking his apology even though he would surely turn around and try another avenue moments from now. “My…my heart still sinks when I wake up,” she admitted then, her voice still soft.

“Because of me?” Arthur asked.

“Because of you,” it pained (Y/N) to say. The more she spoke to him, the more she fought against the feeling of missing being by his side, of missing being with him. She couldn’t go back to that. She didn’t deserve how he treated her. But maybe there was a sliver of hope in her heart that he might act differently towards him. Her walls were so quickly falling, and she needed to start building them back up. God, was she pathetic. Couldn’t she just figure out what it was that she wanted?

“I…I never meant for that to happen, sweetheart.”

“Don’t call me sweetheart,” she told him, her words coming out with a little bit more bite than she’d expected them to. “Don’t try to pull me in using kind words that will play on my heart.”

“I won’t,” he told her, his words holding a dejected tone. He could tell she was fighting with herself, but he had no place to help her choose what side she wanted to be on; what path she wanted to pick. So he tried to move them past that. “Perhaps I’ll see you downtown and I’ll take you for a drink. We could talk about something other than…this. We can talk about something happy,” he proposed to her, hopefulness taking over his voice.

“I don’t think that’d be good for either of us, Arthur,” (Y/N) turned down his idea, her words rather somber in nature.

“Ok,” he accepted her answer.

“I don’t think we should see each other until our thoughts on what we had when we think about each other only make us smile,” she proposed an idea of her own. She knew it was too soon for her to see him again. She couldn’t trust herself to stay strong and hold up her ruling if she did. Being that close to him might make her want to fall back into his arms, and that wouldn’t be good for either of them in the long run.

“Ok,” Arthur repeated his previous response to her statement, not having any grounds to fight her idea. She was justified in thinking it. At the moment, he smiled at the thought of her, but he knew that it was bound to falter. He couldn’t whole-heartedly say that it was a completely genuine smile either. “So what do we do now?” he asked her after there was a pause in the conversation.

“I think I have to say goodbye, Arthur,” she told him, her sadness seeping through her words. It was apparent to him that she was holding back her tears, and he hated that he’d been the one to create them. “Ok?” she checked for his approval, seeing if he had anything else to add to the conversation.

“Ok,” he agreed with her idea.

“Goodbye, Arthur,” she formally stated, her voice breaking halfway through her sentence. It pained her to do this, but it was for the best. These three weeks trying to get past the breakup had been tough, and the continued contact with the person she was trying to separate herself from certainly didn’t help. This was the best option for the both of them, no matter how much it hurt to come to terms with.

Arthur said nothing until the call ended and the sound of the dial tone came through his receiver. He listened to its monotonous buzz for a few moments before he hung the receiver back up on the wall. With a deep sigh, he ran a hand over her face. “Thank you for saying goodbye,” he whispered while looking at the phone one last time, knowing deep in his heart that that would be the last communication with (Y/N) that he would ever have.

At least she had said goodbye.

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[allamericansbitch]

she was not with him when he made the racists remarks... i also guarantee you that you also have someone in your life who has said or done shit like matty. and it's naive to think that there is no correlation btwn the end of her longest term relationship and her fucking a shitty horrible person with no care about it until she seemingly felt better and was on solid ground again.

taylor reconnected and performed on stage at the 1975 show in January and the racist ice spice remarks and that he gets off to black women getting beaten were made in February. Taylor then dated him.

I am not and have never been close with someone who is vocally antisemitic, racist, bigoted, homophobic etc. and if someone started i would immediately cut ties with them... because im you know... a good person. I've done that before and i'd do it again in a heartbeat. congrats on telling on yourself and admitting to being a part of the problem, that's so brave of you and a very good first step <3

there's no excuse for being with and enabling/approving that kind of behavior, especially if you're a gown ass woman in her 30s. I dont care if you personally think your precious millionaire white feminist babygirl was Going Through Something and in a bad place when it happened, thats no excuse and changes nothing because literally who cares. That's not a reason to be okay with hate speech. "Sorry i didnt care about racism i just went through a breakup :///" like listen to yourself. What we do know is that she knew he was a shitty person when they got together and didn't care, so why would she break up with him because of that when that didn't have an affect on them getting together in the first place?

all you're doing is making up excuses for her terrible behavior based on nothing but theorizing and therapizing a stranger in the context of 3 separate relationships you know nothing about. the one with joe, the one with matty and the one with herself. you are just making blind assumptions and giving the benefit of the doubt to someone who has blatantly shown she does not deserve it. bigotry and ignorance doesnt demand explanation or reasoning. just dont fucking ignore it or play an active part in it like she did (and continues to do).

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Top 7 dreams in BL? (as in sleeping dreams)

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Da Un's dream about being happy with Si Won. Da Un had just lied and hurt Si Won and was trying to work out what he had done so wrong. In his dream his parents are actually home for once and then he meets Si Won in the street outside his house. They have a sweet bus ride, wonder through a park, share a beautiful kiss, and then Si Won tells Da Un he loves him. They never show Da Un waking up but the next day it was clear it was a dream because things were still bad between him and Si Won (Blueming).

Amagi's wet dream about Takara. They're in a room with a plastic like wall and it's all grainy and Takara has Amagi pressed against the fake wall, they kiss, and Takara whispers "Touch mine too" in Amagi's ear and then Amagi wakes up. It's very on brand for a teenage high school boy who just entered into his first serious relationship to have a dream like that. (Takara-kun to Amagi-kun).

Gii dreams about Takumi after they break-up. When Gii returns to their boarding school from summer break he's acting as if he doesn't know Takumi so Takumi promptly breaks up with him. Gii has a very simple dream about Takumi standing at his bedroom looking out the window. He's bathed in sunlight, a soft breeze is blowing the curtains around, and Takumi is smiling very warmly. It's a very soft dream that showed that Gii really did love Takumi and had his reasons for behaving so coldly (Takumi-kun Series 3).

Rome dreams about getting intimate with P'Pick in the shower. Rome has a full on dream that is essentially foreplay with his boyfriend in the shower. Well I don't think they were calling each other boyfriends at that point but yea, they were touching very sensually and the whole thing was in slow motion. It wasn't a sleeping dream, but a daydream (Senior Secret Love: Puppy Honey 2).

Shu Yi dreams of a fond memory with Shi De. He dreams about a time where Shi De is lovingly poking him in the nose in an attempt to wake him for class. It can't even be considered a sweet dream because present Shu Yi is struggling with seeing Shi De again after being ghosted for FIVE YEARS. Shi De is trying desperately to get back into Shu Yi's good graces while refusing to reveal the nature of their breakup. He's holding Shu Yi while he dreams and Shu Yi says something and instantly Shi De knows he's dreaming about a time when they were happier. (We Best Love: Fighting Mr. 2nd).

Rain's K-Drama dream about Payu. Rain had a dream that he and Payu were the 2 leads in a historical K-Drama and were about to share a kiss. What makes it funny is that at that time Rain was claiming he hated Payu (Love in the Air).

Chisoo's nightmare about being bullied as a teen. Chisoo has an awful nightmare about being jumped in a bathroom by some rich boys when he was younger. Not only did they beat him up and give him swirlie, but one of them actually peed on him! It was pretty fucked up. I'll never forget it (Long Time No See).

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Will you do a friendship fic? Nance & Eddie please! #8 or whatever the closest non-love song is to that number. Thank you!

Send me a ship (or fandom) and a number between 1 & 101, and I’ll use my Spotify Wrapped as fic inspo

8: Letter to My Ex by Girli because no, I apparently don't listen to anything but breakup songs. A looser use of the song than some other drabbles.

“Jonathan and I broke up.”

Eddie paused, hand hovering with the brush he’d been using to do Nancy’s nails poised halfway between the bottle and her hand. Eventually he capped it again. “I’m sorry.”

Nancy shrugged. “I’m not.”

She felt a little bad about how panicked Eddie looked as he tried to figure out how to respond. “Then congrats?”

It would do. “It’s been a long time coming.”

Eddie nodded as though he understood. He’d barely seen them together thanks to the California situation, but Nancy figured he’d probably seen enough to know how stilted things had gotten.

“So what’s next?”

Nancy raised her brows. “You’ve got a guess.”

“Why would I have a guess?” He didn’t meet her eyes.

“Is this about spring break again?”

Eddie flinched. “I didn’t know you were still dating Jonathan when I tried to get you back together.”

“But that’s your solution now?” Nancy tapped her fingers against her leg with the hand that hadn’t been painted yet.

Eddie shrugged, still not looking at her. “I guess it’s what I was going to suggest, yeah.”

“Why are you so determined that Steve and I date?”

Eddie flinched and started on his own nails. They were far messier than he normally did, but Nancy suspected he was just trying to stall.

“I’d rather like to kick both their asses some days,” Nancy pointed out.

“That angry with Steve even now?” He glanced at her, then immediately refocused on his nails.

“I broke up with him technically.” Nancy hated how unsure she sounded even to her own ears.

“Yeah, but it sounds like that was a rather messy situation. Did either of you actually want to break up or was it just too much to stay together?”

Nancy wished that didn’t make her flinch. “Eddie, am I someone worth missing?”

He jerked his head up to look her finally in the eye. “Why would you even ask that? Absolutely!”

“Hen it makes sense that Steve and I have our… moments now and then. He had every right to be so angry with me when we broke up. I know people had a lot of rumors, but I didn’t cheat on him.” She hesitated. “I did probably move on too quickly, though. He had every right to be pissed and want me dead.”

“But he didn’t.” Eddie closed the nail polish again.

Nancy was going to have to redo his nails. That was a later concern, though.

“And I appreciate that,” she said. “It was a complicated situation. I’m not going to pretend I was entirely in the right, but I also wasn’t necessarily in the wrong. We wanted different things and tried to respond to the situation in different ways.” Nancy sighed, letting herself fall back against the rug. She stared up at the ceiling. “I was so angry at him so much of the time. And it wasn’t even his fault.”

“What does that have to do with now?”

Nancy glanced back at Eddie. He was staring at his own feet.

“There’s too much history,” Nancy said quietly.

She sat up, gesturing for Eddie to reach over. When he did so, she picked up the nail polish remover to start on his nails. Eddie let her do it.

“We should maybe talk about this morning later,” Nancy said gently. “Not me getting back with Steve. But um… the Steve part.”

Eddie had the audacity to blush. “I think we’re going to be talking about more than just that.”

He didn’t mention Robin, didn’t suggest that Nancy might have had reasons beyond miscommunication and growing apart for her breakup with Jonathan. He didn’t have to.

They’d only been friends a short time, but Nancy and Eddie knew each other too well already.

Nancy loved him for it.

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@allxthingsxglxtter

Kai stared at her for a long moment, not saying a word as she said her entire piece.  He wasn’t sure of all the conflicting feelings filling him, but seeing her this way made him feel so profoundly sad.  That was what filled him the most, and he was glad the anger hadn’t won.  He was silent for a few more minutes before he finally spoke.  “There’s only two options here Hope.  That you were this deeply pessimistic the entire time we were together and were completely faking the optimism, or you gave up on being optimistic and let yourself get here because we broke up.  Because we didn’t fit, and breaking up made sense.  You asked me what’s the matter?”  Kai stepped in closer, giving her a sad smile as he spoke softly.  “Because this version of yourself you’ve decided you are, breaks my heart more than our breakup did.  Because knowing that you being this deeply pessimistic and indifferent could at all be because I dated you at all, is…I can’t even think about that and have it end in anything good.”   He sighed, hating that feeling like he was about to cry and he just forced himself to keep going.  “Do whatever makes you happy Hope.  Be whatever you want.  And I’m sure this is somewhere in your personality, but…you’re lying to yourself if you think this hollow indifference is you.   But, you’re content, so…I’ve said my piece.  Have a good night Hope.”  

A flash of anger flickers in her eyes, but its hurt that stays clear in her expression as she swallows down the sudden lump in her throat and ignores how much she wants to burst into tears. "You know, the majority of our relationship we argued with one another because of how much we wanted to protect the other, and somehow, that implication is the worst thing you've ever said to me, Kai, so congrats on stooping to a level I didn't even think was possible." She bites back and takes in a deep breath, taking a step back. "I loved you, and probably stupidly enough, I still care about you, you know the way I was, stubborn and loyal to a fault so even with us broken up, I still want to know that you're as...okay as you can be, but then you go and imply that." Hope remarks as she clicks her tongue. "I was genuinely optimistic, I was in love with you and I was happy, us breaking up was merely the final straw, I never wanted to tell you about these issues because I knew you would have found a way to blame it on yourself!" She states, almost laughing in disbelief at his next words as she takes another step back and turns slightly. "Your ability didn't affect me back then, Kai, still might not for all I know, but you did not make me this way, don't give your negativity that much credit." Her voice finally breaks as she turns fully away so he doesn't see how upset she is. "I didn't need your permission, but thanks. This hollow indifference is the only place I have felt most comfortable in lately, so yeah, I think it is me. See you around, Kai."

[nikoruistyping]

I just watched tasm2 AGAIN😌

omg one of the whole "my laugh is off the table?” "it's adorable" scene and that reader tells him that she is going to the UK for college etc.

THE POINT IS that in the end he does end up going with her to the UK for university and we don’t die :).

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Rule Breaker || TASM Peter Parker

TASM!(Ex)Boyfriend!Peter Parker x Fem!reader​

Summary: You finally got the courage to call Peter and ask him to hang out despite having broken up with him weeks earlier. Your solution to the problem was to obviously stay friends with him rather than jumping back into a relationship, especially since you were moving to England soon and needed to break the news to him. As the two of you get talking Peter tries to set some ground rules but you weren't very keen on following them and neither was he...

TW: Fluff, Some Angst, Mention of Past Breakup, Crying (Both Happy and a little Sad), Emotional Lovey Dovey Stuff, Slight Friend Zoning, Mention of Possible Long Distance (Kinda?), Getting Back Together

Word Count: 2,086

A/N: I had lots of fun recreating this scene and just adding my own little twist to it! I lowkey wasn't sure what to do with the ending but regardless I hope you enjoy Anon and thank you for the request! ALSO WOOOO CONGRATS YOU’RE MY 100TH POST! ALSO YES I KNOW IM REUSING THE SAME GIF BUT I REPLACED THE LAST POSTS GIF WITH SOMETHING ELSE!

You were pacing back and forth in front of the Union Square Park fountain, your eyes darting back and forth in hopes of seeing Peter. You had texted him out of the blue and it had been weeks since you last saw him. You were the one who broke up with him this time but for some reason deep down you knew you loved him and you always would but you also knew that loving a man who risks his life every day and having no idea if he will come home in one piece also scared you. You didn't want to get hurt again over and over and you thought that by breaking up with Peter you could keep your distance and continue on life without him but the reality of it all was that you couldn't. You loved him too much to be able to push him away although it didn't help that you had even more massive guilt hanging over your head about the fact that you were accepted to Oxford University and that in a few months you would be moving to England which meant leaving behind the one thing you loved most, Peter. So you had the marvelous idea of inviting him to hang out and hopefully patch things over with him, maybe just maybe you both could start over again but as friends, and maybe your mind would be more at ease if you left a "friend" behind rather than a lover.

You spotted his ruffled up brown hair and his worn-out converse sneakers as he crossed the street. You smiled at him and waved so that he could join you, his footsteps getting quicker as he jogged over to you.

"Hey Y/N." He said in between breaths but still with the biggest smile on his face finally being able to see you face to face.

"Hey Peter." You shot right back at him a smile creeping up on your face as well, the both of you just staring down at each other, the feeling so weird yet so comfortable.

"You look amazing." He blurted out and of course, you blushed at his compliment but you scrambled to try and explain yourself.

"I'm so sorry for the weird spontaneous you know, this. I just thought that it was time...for us to start over...as friends of course." You looked down a bit embarrassed to be admitting it but you finally had decided it was the right moment to just tell him how you felt.

"Friends? I mean yeah, yeah, I would love that." He nodded his head enthusiastically as the both of you started to walk together in sync around the park.

"I just don't want things to be complicated or weird. I know that we didn't exactly end things on good terms before and I needed some time to really think and be alone."

"Well you're in luck because I hate complicated." He chuckled a bit looking at you in the eyes and he had almost forgotten how mesmerizing they looked and that for a moment he got lost in them.

"Very funny Peter but I'm being serious." You said letting out a small giggle at his joke while you continued to walk along side him.

"Well ok then how about this, we are gonna have to establish some ground rules if we are going to be friends then." His look seemed serious yet still somewhat playful, its like you couldn't quite read him.

"Ground rules?!" You voice high pitched and filled with confusion yet you still laughed along at his odd request.

"Yeah, ground rules." His tone still remaining serious and firm.

"Like what exactly?" You couldn't stop your infectious laughter from how ridiculous this all sounded but for Peter you were willing to indulge his silly demeanor.

"Well that laugh right there. That laugh is off the table." He himself couldn't even hold in the chuckle he had been trying to hold back for so long while you continued to smile and laugh all at once.

"My laugh is off the table?! Peter what are you even saying?"

"Yeah that laugh is off the table, you better find a more annoying laugh."

You tried your best to make a snorted and throaty laugh that sounded almost like the wicked witch of the west but to no avail it still sounded just like your normal one.

"Nope, its still adorable." His head shook back and forth as he continued to steal glances at you and in his mind he didn't want this moment to end, seeing you smile for the first time in weeks just made his heart beat faster.

"It is not adorable! Totally not!" You were in disbelief but continued to keep eye contact with him while you protested.

"Fine you know what, I have a ground rule for you too! Don't tell me I look amazing, especially with those big brown doe eyes of yours." You declared stopping in your tracks, Peter doing the same as your finger had gone up to his nose and booping it.

"Oh come on that's not fair, Y/N do you really want me to lie then? Is that what you want? Your killing me here." He playfully groaned in response shrugging his shoulders at you.

"Fine, I'll allow you to say it once but no more after that."

"Deal then, let's shake on it," He held his hand out for you to shake it but instead you opted for a hug instead, your body falling into his arms and without hesitation his arms knew exactly how to wrap around you and pull you closer to him.

"Or hug on it that's fine too." He whispered while his hands had gently clutched at your back, he didn't want you to ever let go of him.

"Peter...I missed you so much..." Your voice was weak and you hated to admit it but it was true. You had done nothing but mope all day when you weren't with him and you loved him, you knew that but the fear of him dying was greater and also the fact that you maybe had to leave him behind was even more soul crushing.

"I missed you too Y/N." His arms slowly pulled away from your body and while he looked down to meet your eyes once again he saw tears already welling up in the corner of your eyes, his hands immediately going to cup the sides of your face, his thumb brushing over your cheek.

"I hate when you cry but you still look amazing when doing it." He tried to crack a joke in hopes to lighten the mood and thankfully it worked when he saw you smile despite the tears running down your face.

"Not even a minute later and you're already breaking the rules Peter." You shook your head in disbelief but couldn't hide the smile on your face anymore, being able to be this close to him again was all you ever wanted.

"Well what can I say, I'm really bad at following the rules." His big hands gently squeezing your face before they slid down to the sides of your neck and burying his fingers in your long locks.

"I can tell but maybe I never wanted you to follow the rules from the beginning anyways," You gave him a little smirk while your hands had made there way up to his shoulders while you made sure to keep yourself close to him.

"Oh so that was your plan all along? I see how it is." His face inched closer to yours, his nose just brushing up against yours and you moved in close enough to be just inches away from his lips but you took a deep breath knowing that despite wanting to dive back in and start all over again with Peter you had even bigger news to tell him.

"Peter...wait. I have something I need to tell you," Before either you or him could get any closer let alone kiss each other you stepped away from him.

"I-I'm moving to England." You felt a giant weight lifted off your shoulders and you felt like you could breath again, the secret you had been holding in for so long was now out but when you saw his face fall flat you couldn't help but feel even more guilty about leaving.

"Wait, what?" You could hear the disappointment and disbelief in his voice alone, his eyes looking at you with concern.

"I got accepted for a scholarship there and well everything happened so fast that I-" Your train of thought cut off by the bluntness of Peter's words.

"When are you leaving?" Was all he needed and wanted to know.

"I leave next month..." You voice was on the verge of tears or breaking whichever decided to come first.

"We are both going then." You felt his hands grab yours in response while he looked you in the eyes and you were surprised, at a lose for words.

"What?! Peter I could never ask you to do something like that and what about-"

"Y/N, I'm going to follow you now. I'm just going to follow you everywhere and I want to follow you for the rest of my life," His words made you shed a tear knowing you felt the exact same way as him and you cracked a smile knowing that he was serious about this and you had a feeling there was no way that you were going to change his mind.

"I never wanted to break up with you and even now I can't and wont ever be able to 'just be friends' with you. I love you too much to just let you go, I’d rather go with you than see you just walk away." He was almost breathless from his rambling but all you could do in response to how passionate he was about wanting to just drop everything and move to England with you was cry tears of joy. HIs declaration alone was enough for you to push all your feelings aside and accept him back into your heart, moral dilemmas and Spiderman business aside.

"I love you too Peter and I never stopped loving you...I'm so sorry." You admitted while your hands had made their way to his chest and your fingers curled into the fabric of his t-shirt, yanking him close enough to crash your lips into his without a second thought.

His arms immediately embraced your body and lifted you off the ground spinning you around, not breaking the kiss even once. You mustered up every ounce of love you could into one kiss while your lips moved to the rhythm of his. You kicked your legs up in the air while he still held you in his arms, your hands going up to his cheeks and cupping his face pulling him as close as humanly possible as if you were afraid he would leave you.

Once you felt your feet touch the ground again you breathlessly pulled your lips away from his and you both were out of breath panting while you leaned your forehead against his. You had closed your eyes for a brief moment enjoying how close you were to him and that all this nonsense about breaking up and being friends was all just an excuse to run away from your fears and you knew that if you kept running away from him you would live a very unhappy life without him.

"You better pack your bags then Spiderman because we are going to England." You happily whispered into the space between you, a laugh come from your lips and he chuckled along with you, the both of your were all smiles and there was nothing now that could wipe it off your face now.

"No need to tell me twice." He responded while his hands had made there way to yours and he intertwined his fingers with yours, holding your hand as the two of you pulled apart and began to walk together once more.

As the two of you continued to walk together through the park you leaned into his side, smiling, laughing, flirting, stealing kisses here and there and finally feeling happy once again now that things seemed to officially be back to normal. During the rest of the evening you both chattered on and on, catching up on all you both had missed within the past few weeks, while you listed off all the plans you already had started to make in your mind of the first things you both would do when first getting to England and maybe also arguing about if England really needed their own version of a friendly neighborhood Spiderman.

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It'll Always Be You

Lee Felix × reader; angst, but with a fluffy ending; 2923 words; lovers to exes and back

A/N So Felix has me feeling all sorts of things today, bc of how good he looked during the performance. So here's a scenario for our Sunshine!

"Here's your order and have a nice day," you smile to the female customer in front of you, before handing a pack of cookies to her child. Once the leave, you let out a sigh and look at your best friend who's cleaning the counter next to you. "All done for today!," you exclaim, to which your friend looks up and smiles, before taking off and folding her apron. "So, what are your plans for tonight?," she asks, making you give her a knowing look. She to her eyes before saying, "How long are you gonna stay cooped up inside your house? The break up was two years ago for heaven's sake, you need to start living your life again." "Hey, I am living my life, it's just that, unlike you, I am not interested in going out and meeting new people every day. I meet enough strangers while working here, so there's no need to go clubbing daily," you shrug.

When all she does in reply is pout, you chuckle and say, "Okay, how about we go for a movie tomorrow? My treat." Her face lights up at that, and she gives you a tight hug before saying, "I really want to meet your ex once though, just so I can break his nose." You giggle "Oh he's dead and gone."

Oh, if only you knew.

Once you send your friend off, you start tidying up your little bakery up. This was the place that helped you get over your breakup, which had been messy to say the least. You had immersed yourself fully in your work, because you knew it was one thing that would never hurt you or break your trust.

You sigh lovingly at the memories of setting up and running your bakery, turning your back against the front door. And just as you are reminiscing you hear the door open, causing you to turn. The moment you do so, however, you regret it, because standing there, staring at you wide-eyed, is your ex, otherwise known as Stray Kids' Lee Felix. You both continue to stare at each other for a while, before he finally breaks the silence (and your trance) by whispering, "Y/N."

You clear your throat, and say, "I'm sorry, but we're closed for the day." He rushes to the and hurriedly replies, "Please, it's rather urgent. My friend Hyunjin is really craving some blueberry pie, and he refuses fo join practice before I bring him what he wants." "I told you, I'm sorry, but I can't help you today. You can come back tomorrow though," you say, not looking into his eyes. "Please Y/N, Chan hyung is getting really angry, he's gonna ground me along with Hyunjin," Felix reasons, and you find yourself giving in to his pleading eyes and pouty lips.

"Fine, wait a minute," you say, making him crack a smile. Boy have you missed that smile of his, you think, before mentally slapping yourself for still not being able to resist him, even though he broke your heart to pieces when he broke up with you over the phone two years ago, telling you that he could no longer do long distance with you being all the way in Australia. It wasn't the breakup that hurt you though, it was the fact that he had found someone better and closer to him, or so he said.

Little did you know, though, that the company had he had never really found anyone else, that he didn't want to find anyone else. The company had made him lie to you when they came to know he was secretly dating. He tried to put up a fight, but the company started threatening him about the group facing consequences. He knew you'd see right through him if he told you the truth, so he had to lie to you in order to make you hate him, just so you could move on in life. He meant well, but he never knew he hurt you so bad that you'd give up on dating and love altogether.

"Here you go," you say while handing him his parcel. He thanks you, while contemplating if he should make small talk. Mustering up the courage, he asks, "How have you been?", while looking down. "Fine," you reply, "Congrats on the comeback." His head snaps up at that, as he says, "I didn't know you knew I had a comeback," "It was all over the news, Felix. Stray Kids are really making it big," you swallow before adding, "Your partner must be really proud of you," complete with a fake smile plastered on your face.

Felix winces at your words, not knowing what to say. In the end, he settles with, "How long have you been running this bakery?" "Since about a month after we broke up." When he gives you a confused expression, you sigh and add, "I was kinda already about to move to Seoul when you told me that you had found someone else. I was gonna surprise you, but you ended up surprising me instead."

"Y/N, I-I never knew. I'm so sorry, I-," he says, but you cut him off. "I-I t-think you should leave," you say, with tears threatening to spill. "Let me explain, please. I swear I'll come clean, please, just give me a chance." "No Felix, I can't give you any chance, you blew it up when you hurt me so bad that it made scared of ever loving again. Please.....j-just go," you say, shutting your eyes close. Dejected, he turns around to leave, but not before saying, "I'm sorry," one more time. Once he leaves, you sink down to the floor, crying. "Why did you have to ruin me so bad?," You whisper.

You don't, however, notice that just outside the door, Felix too, is crying hysterically as he gets into his car.

Upon reaching the JYP building, Felix rushes to the washroom to try and dry his eyes and hide any signs that he's been crying. "I still love you. I never stopped, but gosh, why did I have to be such an idiot to let you go? And that too, in the worst way possible?," he says to his reflection in the mirror, thinking back to your broken expression. Slamming his fist against the sink, he curses at himself.

Once he's finally sobered up a little, Felix goes back to the practice room to give Hyunjin his pie. Though he has half a mind to just call in sick and go home and weep, he knows the group needs him. "Here you go, Hyun," he forces a smile onto his face when Hyunjin thanks him. Chan notices his slumped shoulders, but shrugs it off as tiredness. "Now that everyone is satisfied, can we get back to practice?," he asks. Once all the boys agree, rehearsals begin again, but Felix can't find it in himself to focus. He keeps making mistakes, which finally results in Chan stopping the music, grabbing his hand, and taking him out the practice room and to his studio.

"What is it, Lix? You've been distracted ever since you came back from the bakery. Come on, I know something is bothering you, it isn't like you to lose focus. Tell me what it is," Chan says, sternly but gently, his concern for the younger boy evident. "It's nothing, hyung. I'm just tired," Felix tries to evade the question, but Chan presses on. "I'm not buying that, and I'm not gonna have you distracted during performances or practices, either. I can't risk you injuring yourself or any of the boys, so I'm saying again. Spit. It. Out. Leader's orders."

Felix sighs, running a hand through his hair. After a pause, he finally says, "I saw Y/N today. The bakery, it is owned by them." Chan's eyes go wide at this, since he's the only one who knows the circumstances under which you both broke up, and is also the only one who knows about how much Felix regrets letting you go, in the worst possible way. "What happened? Were they....rude to you? Or did they do something?" "What? No hyung, they were nothing but nice to me. We made small talk, and they told me that they were planning to surprise me by moving to Seoul, when I broke up with them. I hurt them so bad that they are scared of ever loving again," Felix says, taking shaky breaths between sentences as tears welled up in his eyes again.

"I messed up so bad hyung, you know I still love them. They're the nicest, most perfect, most lovable person I've ever known, and I damaged them so badly, gosh I feel so guilty," he breaks down again, causing Chan to wrap his arms around him, giving him a shoulder to cry on. Once Felix calms down, Chan says, "You know what you have to do now, right?" "What do you mean?"

"You say you still love them. You say you're guilty. But instead of telling these things to me, you need to tell this to them. Apologize to them, tell them the whole story. Tell them there was never anyone else, and that it's always been them. You didn't fight for them back then, because you were worried for us. But you can fight for them now, because we got your back. Win them back, Lix. Make up for your mistake."

"B-but hyung, why would they ever want to take me back again? I've been nothing but a jerk to them." "Well, in that case, you can't blame them. But they deserve to at least know the truth. They deserve to know that your intentions were not wrong. If they choose to walk away after that, they will at least have had gotten closure. Who knows, it might help them muster the courage to go out and love again. You owe this to them, Lix."

Chan succeeded in knocking some sense into Felix, as the next day, the younger boy found himself in front of your bakery, preparing a long speech explaining why he did what he did to you. He's so engrossed in his thoughts that he doesn't notice your best friend walk out the bakery and stand next to him. "Uhm, are you okay?," she asks, surprising him. "O-oh, uh-uhm, yeah," says Felix, while noticing her uniform, that's identical to yours. "Do you work with Y/N?" "Yeah, we're friends and partners, and on most days, we work together. But they called in sick today, and told me they'd cover the evening shift. How do you know them though?"

To this, Felix finds himself at a loss for words, but he figures if he's gonna come clean to you, he needs an ally. And what better person than your best friend? So he takes down his mask slightly, making your friend gasp in response. "You Felix from Stray Kids! What are you doing here?" "I-I came here to meet Y/N. We broke up two years ago due to a mistake I made, but I need to explain things to them. They deserve to know the truth." He looks up to see your friend glaring at him, as she says, "That was you? You broke my best friend's heart? How could you? I'm not letting you anywhere near them, you jerk"

"Please, just give me 5 minutes, and I'll explain everything to you. Then you can decide if I deserve one more chance." When your friend doesn't say anything, Felix launches into his own version of things, explaining himself and his actions. Once he's done, your friend is still glaring at him, but he notices a smile tugging at her lips.

"You have been nothing but a complete and utter jerk to them. And honestly, you deserve to get your ass kicked by them. But I know that they still love you, and the way you are repenting what you did tells me that you love them too. So I give you my blessing. They'll be here in the evening at 6, be here before then." Felix hugs her super tight at that, with the biggest smile plastered on his face while thanking her. She adds, "But if you hurt them again, I swear I'm gonna murder you with my own two hands." "It won't come to that, I promise."

Felix arrives at the bakery at 10 minutes to six, and the moment he enters, your friend shoves him into the kitchen, asking him to stay there till you come. Once she leaves, he starts pacing up and down, raking his hand nervously through his hair. He tries to prepare what he is going to say, but gives up when he realizes that it would all go out the window when he sees you.

Meanwhile, the moment you step inside the bakery, your friend pretends to be busy setting stuff up on the counter, and asks you to bring in some things from the kitchen. Unassuming, you start walking towards the kitchen doors, when she notices your swollen eyes and exclaimed "Babe, have you been crying?" You muster up a fake smile and tell him that it's just you not feeling well, but unknown to you, Felix heard your friend, and guilt washes over him again. But he doesn't have time to wallow in it, as soon after, you step in.

The way your expression morphs into one of pure sadness breaks his heart into a million pieces, and when you say, "What more do you want from me?" while holding back tears, it takes everything in him to stop from falling to his knees and begging forgiveness. He tries to speak, but you hold up a finger, indicating you aren't finished. "Now that you've found me again, was it not enough for you to have me admit that what you did to me made me stop believing in love? Do you even want to rub it in my face by telling me how happy your are with your partner? If that is so, then please, just get lost, I'm begging you."

Tears are now streaming down your face, and Felix finds himself saying, "Just please. Let me explain. You deserve to know the truth and my feelings and intentions. If after that, you want me to leave, I swear, you will never have to see me again." You can't look at him, but when you don't reply, he says, "I promise that this is the real truth behind what I did. Please hear me out. I lied when I said I had found someone else. There is no 'someone else,' and there never will be one. The only person I've loved, the only person I still love, is you. It'll always be you."

"The company made me break up with you, and threatened me that the group will face consequences if I didn't do as they had asked. I that that if I outright told you the real reason, it would hurt you. And so, I decided to lie to you in order to make you hate me, even if it broke my heart. But never did I ever think that it would damage you so badly, and I know I've been stupid, but I can't help but ask for you to forgive me, and give me one last chance. I know I've been a total jerk to you, and even now, I'm being nothing but selfish, but I just want you to know that I still love you. I'll understand if you want nothing to do with me, and I'll walk away forever. But you deserved to get closure, and I hope that if you do choose to give up on me, you will now be able to love again, and trust again."

By the time he stops talking, the both of you are sobbing hard. You ask him, "Are you done?" When he nods, you say, "You say that you will walk away if I choose to give up on you. But do you really think I'll be able to give up on you? If I couldn't stop loving you even when you broke up with me in the cruelest way possible, what makes you think I'll stop loving you now that I know that you went through the same pain as me? You knew what the truth was, and you still had to hide it. I can only imagine how hurtful that must have been, Felix. I hate myself for believing your stupid lie, for ever doubting the love you had for me. I'm sorry, and I forgive you."

Felix looks up at you, surprised. It takes him some time to process your words, and when he does, he asks you, "What does that mean....for us?" To this, you shyly reply, "Well, I never stopped loving you, and if you didn't either, then should we give us another try?" Felix smiles the brightest he has in ages, as he slowly comes closer to you. Cupping your face, he wipes off your tears, as you proceed to do the same. "I promise I'll never let you go again," he says softly. You giggle and say, "You'd do well to keep that promise," before biting your lip.

"Is it okay if I kiss you?," he asks. You nod in response, causing him to gently place his lips on yours. And for the first time in a while, you feel like you're home.