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Art by "@Marceline2174" on Twitter

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Isla, my girl 🥺 Oh to have someone like Isla, please.

And then she tells you, you're gorgeous after this 😭

This feels so domesticated of her and MC, please. I'm so in love with their progress.

My girl is excited to get MC all by herself 😭😭

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I think THTH 3 is my fave by far of the 3 seasons that they had released.

ALSOOOOO ISLA, MY GIRL, MY WIFE 😭😭 Her route is so well written, and wholesome. I think I'm in love 🥹 probably my fave LI out of all the seasons 😭

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no joking Natasha is the most beautiful LI we had in like ever she is absolutely gorgeous I think I'm in love

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♡"I was sad I never got to meet you in our season..."♡

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Accurate/

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*cries in gay* 🥹

I don't know if you write women, but I'd really love anything with Mirael (platonic or romantic). Thank you in advance!

Mirael as a girlfriend!

I also write for wamen. 

Bless your heart, you’re not surviving this one. 

She is the queen of flirting, making you flustered and keeping a blush on your face. She’s very sensual. 

She has a way with words that rivals Valen, and the worst part is that she will follow up on it. Murmuring in your ear, linking your arms together, pressing herself against your side…the works. 

She’s very warm, perfect for cuddles in the cold, which she loves with a FIERY passion. (Heh heh) Not so much in the summer, and she will get a bit huffy if you push her away. 

She dresses up for dates, though she always has the star somewhere on her outfit. It’s a point of pride. People turn to stare as she sashays up to you, but she only has eyes for you, your reaction. 

PDA-wise, she doesn’t actually care that much, but sometimes she does indulge, she’s like a cat, smug that you are hers. Pet her on her head and you’ll probably regret it though. 

Speaking of cats, I imagine that she’s remarkably popular with them, to the point that it gets ridiculous. If she goes to a specific place in Holistone for too long, boom, cats. 

She tolerates them, but starts to appreciate them more if she finds you cooing over the kitties. She might lean against you again and ask for attention too. 

She’s also a witch of fire, and is very proud of her talent, even if she got kicked out of her academy, she still studies and practices quite a bit to improve her talents. She’ll love it if you come watch, though only with some sort of protection spell, obviously. She doesn’t want you to get burned. 

I imagine Mirael also enjoys collecting trinkets for you. Mostly stuff that casts small enchantments to make life easier. Clothes as well, if she dresses you up, you’re bound to both look like her, and look good doing so. 

Mirael is a tall, beautiful woman, and she will use that to her advantage. Though her favorite tricks are ones with a bit of fire magic, like that trick where she blows a kiss and a heart of fire is leaves her fingertips. There are her special performances, just for you :)

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PLEASE THE WAY MY GAY HEART LOVES HER

not the doomed yuri, FREE THEM 🗣️

Edit: WHAT'S HER PROBLEM /lh

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Korrasami redraw. I didn’t redraw the background because my wrist started hurting but LOOK AT THAT BLUSH GO

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i'm not arguing with a woman with big brown eyes whatever you say beautiful

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I couldn't resist joining in on the adorable Korrasami Secret Cupid event hosted by @thewillowtree3!

And guess what? Today's the big reveal! Hey there, @creepy-scrawl, surprise! I'm your Secret Cupid!

Your request for "an excuse for a tender kiss" and "a pinning loving goodbye kiss... fluff fluff fluff" got me all excited. I poured my heart into making something special, and I hope it brings you as much joy as I had creating it! 💕

Thank you @thewillowtree3 for the invitation!

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Hi, I'm reviving this account just for me to simp with Claudia. Girlie, got me on my knees since day one.

And also, not at Slut by Taylor Swift playing in the background while this scene was playing out!!

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RIP LITG S1-S3

Gone, but never forgotten

(it's not everyone because I cba)

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Honestly I believe the reason s2 was so successful & how we all still love it is because the characters from that season feel like actual people & not just pixels. You get to know them. Like Gary loving his nan & cranes. His issues with how he views himself & his personal body issues he struggles with. I love Lottie, you get to learn how insecure she actually is. If you’re BFFs with her she reveals why she left Australia & how she misses living there. Her whole transformation from forming cliques hiding behind ‘girl code’ to actually letting go & just being herself. Her speech to MC at prom is so cute! Chelsea with her ADHD & how much she loves her job as a interior decorator. As well as her love for those cliché quotes. If you do a Marisol route you get to help her discover herself. To just name a few. They really caught lightning in a bottle with that season.. They’ll never be able to get that magic again.

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“I don’t want to screw this up.” For Marisol x MC please x

They had eaten dinner in relative silence, only breaking it when Maeve asked an innocent question or a waiter came over to ask them about their order.

Eventually, Marisol speaks, and the harshness of her whisper makes Maeve flinch a little.

“God, I don’t want to screw this up.” Marisol mutters under her breath, and Maeve cocks her head in confusion.

“Babe, you’re scaring m—”

“Shh, I’m trying to—” Marisol presses a manicured finger to Maeve’s lips, and Maeve kisses it gently, unable to resist…then does it again when it finally makes Marisol smile through the internal battle raging in her eyes.

“O’Malley.” Marisol’s admonition is light, and her index finger is cool as it drags along the expanse of Maeve’s lower lip, eliciting a murmur of disapproval from the old couple at the table next to them.

“Hmm?” Maeve can barely process what is happening around her anymore, let alone form a fully-functioning sentence.

“Focus.” Well, that’s just not fair. But Maeve does, eventually, once Marisol has removed the electric touch of her finger from Maeve’s skin.

Marisol takes a deep, unsteady breath before continuing. “You’ve always been there for me.” It’s only then that Maeve notices the small (yet somehow enormous) black box that Marisol’s trembling fingers are now clutching at, rolling between her fingers like she doesn’t want to let go. Maeve tries to open her mouth, but the sound won’t come, and it’s all she can do to not interrupt and sweep her up.

“Life has thrown so much at us already, but I know we can face whatever is left to come if we’re together. I want to be the one to make you happy for the rest of our lives.” Marisol seems to stop then as if someone has tugged on strings, and she waits with tension and, Maeve realises with a start, fear in beautiful brown eyes and Maeve smiles.

“Yes.” Maeve’s voice is quiet, uncharacteristically so, and she clears her throat to dispel the emotion that threatens to pull her under. “Yes.”

“Oh, thank fuck.” And then Marisol is kissing her like she needs it to live (Maeve knows she does, always has), and takes the simple gold claddagh ring from the box and, with clumsy help from Maeve, slides it on.

“Were you ever in any doubt?” Maeve asks as she kisses Marisol and tastes the salt of a tear, shed among the relieved sobs Marisol is trying to suppress, still in the middle of the restaurant.

“You’re the one—you always tell me you like to keep me on my toes.” Marisol tries to laugh but she is shaking still from stress, and Maeve clasps Marisol’s free hand in both of her own.

“Not like this.” Maeve is almost stern then, and she doesn’t fail to notice the way Marisol’s eyes widen a little and darken at her tone.

Focus, O’Malley.

“Not when it’s as important as this.” She strokes the soft skin at Marisol’s wrist in a silent, intimate promise, and Marisol’s smile could outshine the sun.

Shit. I need to get her a ring.

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16 for the touch prompts for Marisol x MC please x

Thank you so much for the prompt <3 

16. touch after a nightmare | Marisol x MC

You wake with a start, gasping and clutching at the blankets around you. The bedroom of the villa comes in to focus as you blink away the nightmare. In the bed next to you is a sleeping boy, clearly undisturbed by you moving about. Turning over, you try not to think about how there’s someone you’d much rather be sharing the bed with. 

You look over, hoping to see her, but the bed next to you is strangely empty. Lifting your head to look further, you realise only her side of the bed is empty with Graham asleep on the other side. 

You slide out of bed, careful not to wake anyone else in the room and wrap your arms around yourself to keep some of the warmth in. You hesitate for a moment - you’d told yourself you’d stop following after her, no matter the draw you felt, and were sure she couldn’t deny either. It was starting to hurt too much. But that nightmare, you still felt shaken. 

You shake your head and pull your arms tighter around you, making your way to the roof terrace. She’s out there, sat on the bench and staring out at the sky. 

You open the door, breathing in the fresh air, before swallowing heavily and speaking. “Hi.” 

She doesn’t startle, just turns to you, a small smile etched on her beautiful face, as if she was expecting you to join her. “Hi, yourself.” 

“Couldn’t sleep?” 

You bite the inside of your cheek as you walk over to the bench. She’s got a pillow in her lap and is playing with the threads, her big eyes still on your face. “Something like that. You?” 

You sigh, breaking eye contact, and laying your head against the back of the terrace. You look up into the night sky. “Just a bad dream.” 

She edges closer, you can feel the warmth radiating from her. “I’m sorry.” 

A silence hangs between you, lingering with words unsaid. You relish in it, those moments where it feels like there’s all the possibility in the world, even though neither of you ever does anything. 

She’s the first to break it. “Did you ever think we’d both still be here at this stage?” 

“No.” Not if we weren’t together. You bite your tongue to stop the words coming out. 

“Really?” 

You turn your head to look at her, hair falls into your face. Her eyes seem to be searching yours, those calculating eyes surprisingly warm behind her glasses. Your mouth feels dry and you don’t manage to form a reply. Instead, you look away again and close your eyes. 

“So, what was your nightmare about?” 

You feel your jaw clench. “It’s nothing, Marisol.” Her name slips out of your mouth for the first time in days. You’ve avoided saying it, tried to stop thinking it altogether. Tears threaten at your eyes and you scrunch them closed tighter. 

“Hey.” Her voice is barely a whisper now, and you feel a strand of hair being tucked behind your ear. Her finger grazes your cheek and it’s like something sparks through you at her touch. You open your eyes again, and she’s so close. She cups your face with her hand, wiping her thumb at the tears threatening to spill over. “It’s going to be okay.” All you can do is nod and lean into her hand, soothingly warm in the cold night air. 

She pulls you closer, until you’re resting your head on her shoulder and the tears start flowing. At this point, you can’t tell if it’s the horrible nightmare or the fact you’re this close to her but still so far. She runs her fingers through your hair, stroking softly. “I’ve got you.” 

It’s so soothing, and after a few minutes, when your tears have dried up and your breath is back to normal, you expect her to pull away. But she doesn’t. You feel your eyes start to close, her fingers caressing your head are almost sending you to sleep and you don’t have the strength to pull away. 

Before you drift off, you feel her lean closer and soft lips on your forehead. She murmurs against you, “I’m here. I’m not going to leave you, I’m here.”

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Out of interest, do you have any more headcanons for Marisol x MC? I’ve been asking a lot of questions recently, I know x

always fun to think of headcanons, iris! ♡ 

♡ marisol loves cooking, especially if it’s a special occasion where she can spoil her girlfriend a little bit.

♡ mornings are usually hectic, and because she’s so organized, everything is a reminder/alarm on her phone. from ‘drinking water’ to ‘toasts timer’.

♡ marisol loves having someone in the room when she studies. not that she wants the help, because she prefers doing it alone, but she definitely likes the calming presence of her partner.

♡ weekends sometimes don’t go as planned, and she needs to stay in the library. but mc usually wants to spend time with her, even if it’s a quiet afternoon, reading something while marisol studies.

♡ their place has a wall-size shelf of books about feminism.

♡ the place is neat, especially because marisol can’t take the mess. there’s a chore chart on the fridge, and even it is really organized and pretty.

♡ something she absolutely loves is getting stationary. it’s the kind of little gift she’s really thankful to have, and it melts her heart.

♡ she has magic hands for massages, even though she didn’t know about it before. “i bet you can give a wicked rub.” she smirks and responds “you know i can.” “marisol!”

♡ baths. she loves them. it’s the quiet and relaxing time she deserves with her partner, and it needs to happen at least once a week.

♡ getting a spa treatment together, after the semester is over.

♡ she adores when there’s takeout during the week. her eyes have a different gleam when she can just take a shower and relax while they have a meal watching a movie.

♡ writing little notes to each other, usually with their inside jokes.

♡ she’s extremely quiet and thoughtful when she has to leave earlier. taking every precaution to not wake her partner up.

♡ they transformed the second bedroom into a study/office. it’s much easier to contain all the projects and work into one room. marisol was thankful for the idea.

♡ painting each other’s nails, and marisol is surprisingly good at it.

♡ she loves getting plants too. it’s something she likes taking care of with her partner.

♡ one of her favorite things to do is grocery shopping. “i feel like such a grown up when we do this.” she says with a dorky smile.

♡ she wants to take a course together, something coupley and fun, but it takes her more than usual to find an activity. “i saw there’s a guy on season 3, and he does pottery... what do you think?”

♡ she loves when her partner braids/plays with her hair while her head rests on their lap.