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citrusy-lemons · 1 year ago

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pancake-cakes

tasm!peter x reader

summary: late night cravings bring out some deeper feelings.

author's note: HOLY SHIT, count on me to go MIA for a month after posting. honestly tho i'm so sorry, i've got school and extracurriculars and projects and shit and i haven't really gotten time to write and my schedule is still super hectic, hopefully i'll be able to get other stuff out soon but no promises :/

let me know what you think? constructive criticism is welcome and please be nice :)

see, the middle of the night wasn't meant for this. it's to sleep and dream and pee.

not for baking a cake without having most ingredients of the cake. but you'd gotten a sudden craving and it was a weekend tomorrow, so bad decisions were inevitable.

did you have a million assignments to do? maybe. but peter also had a million assignments to do and he was still here, so technically, he's also making bad decisions. he was aware of that fact.

mind you he did try to convince you to go back to sleep at first but you wore him down. he didn't put up a big fight, he never did, against you.

he's convinced himself that he was only there to watch over you and make sure you didn't slice a finger or spill the flour, not to help you out with your late night shenanigans. but he was cutting up the strawberries so, really, he didn't have a strong resolve.

"you know, i think that when the box says 'pancake mix' you're supposed to make pancakes," he said, turning to you, who was reading the back of said box.

were you trying to bake a cake in the middle of the night with pancake batter cuz you didn't have the stuff for the cake and didn't want to go to the grocery store to get it? kinda. would peter have gone and got the stuff himself if you'd asked? yes.

"i didn't listen to you the last 17 times, i'm not gonna listen to you now, and besides," you said, pouring the mix into a bowl, "a pancake is just a cake but made on a pan instead of an oven. we're just changing the recipe a bit," you shrugged, like it was obvious and he was the stupid one.

"there are so many things wrong with that sentence, i dont even know where to begin,"

"here's a hint, don't."

you were being mean, you knew that. you didn't mean it. peter knew that. and you knew that peter knew that but you would apologize later. he knew that. he sighed dramatically.

"you wound me,"

you rolled your eyes at that. pretending to be annoyed at him was easy. wiping the smile away from your face when you were around him wasn't.

"if i had a dollar for every time you're wounded, i'd be filthy rich."

he glanced up at you. he knew that that wasn't completely a joke, it had a bittersweet tone to it. was that the reason why you were up at this ungodly hour? peter knew that you'd been stressed lately, he didn't know he had a hand in that.

"hey, you wanna tell me what's up?"

you didn't meet his eye, but you did stop fiddling with the bowl. almost immediately, you grabbed the knife out of his hand, mumbling, "you're cutting them all wrong,"

you both knew that wasn't true. one of the perks of having grown up with may was that peter was a fantastic cook. he'd been doing this sort of stuff forever. you needed to get better at excuses.

he gently laid his hand over yours to stop you and said your name softly, pleadingly. a long pause. you complied.

"it's just that," you started with a sigh, and dropped the knife, "you're my best friend peter, and i know that being spiderman means a lot to you," hesitation creeps up as you get to the actual issue. peter senses a 'but' coming. you look at him.

"but you come home every night with bruises everywhere, in pain, and i know you say that they'll go away in the morning and they do but," you're rambling now, he doesn't stop you.

"you have to see it from my perspective, i-" another sigh, you look away, "i get scared, peter."

oh. you were worried for him. he wonders how he didn't realise that before. that time he came home with a stab wound and you looked like you were going to cry he thought you were nauseous at the sight of blood. peter was an idiot.

"i know i shouldn't but i dont like the thought of you getting beat up every night." you were talking with your hands now, "imagine how you would feel if i came home with bruises all over my body and told you not to worry and that i'll be fine in a couple hours." you looked at him again. there was a sort of pain in your eyes. peter wishes it weren't there.

"it doesn't feel good peter. and you assume that i'm supposed to be okay with it?" you took a deep breath and closed your eyes, turning back to the strawberries. your hands were shaking.

peter thought about it. about what you'd said. you were scared for him and he understood that. it couldn't have been easy to be with someone like him. but he couldn't very well abandon spiderman. it was a part of him now. he knew that you knew that, but at the same time, he understood your point.

he thought about how he'd feel if the roles were reversed. if you came home with the type of wounds he did every night, he would be terrified. he couldn't blame you, of course he couldn't.

but he was spiderman, he had a responsibility, an unspoken vow to this city. he had opportunities and powers that no one else did, and he wanted to do good with it.

he hadn't asked for it, but he still had it. if he gave up being spiderman, he didn't think his conscience would let him live with it.

"i'm not asking you not to be spiderman," you spoke, finding your voice, "of course i won't do that. i'm just saying..." you trailed off, unsure of what you wanted and whether you were allowed to have it.

peter took both your hands into his, silently begging you to look at him. you did.

"i know what you're saying, and i understand. i don't blame you, i get where you're coming from and i promise, i'll be fine," he said, softly. he knew you were anxious about his safety.

"i can't give up being spiderman, and i know that's not what you're saying, but you have to understand, i can't not do it, it's a part of me, and i swear i will be more careful," his brown eyes bore into yours, willing you to understand. you blinked and unconsciously looked to the floor.

"but what if, being careful isn't enough one day? what if it isn't just some robbers or burglars but some other things? what if it's one of those aliens or mutants or something and you can't defend yourself? what am i supposed to do then, pete?"

you closed your eyes again, trying to stop the tears. peter's heart was tearing itself knowing that he was the reason for them. how could he tell you that him being the cause for your tears hurt more than any knife in the world?

"hey, look at me," he said, searching for your eyes. you shook your head but looked up at him anyway, the tears in your lashes resolutely not giving in to gravity.

"nothing is going to happen to me. i've handled stuff like that, you know. i know you're worried and upset but i promise, nothing will happen. you need to trust me, okay? we're going to be fine. please, I need you to trust me."

he said your name like it's the last time he'll ever get to, not in a way a friend is supposed to.

you sniffed, "i trust you, i do. it's this city that i don't trust," you steeled yourself, "but if you're sure, and you believe we'll be fine, then i do too."

he cracked a smile then, and pulled you in for a hug. a tight one. neither of you let go for quite a few minutes. you relished in it.

"god, okay i know i'm being silly, i'm sorry," you said after you'd pulled away, rubbing at your eyes.

"you're not being silly, don't be sorry. it's completely okay and valid. don't ridicule your thoughts, you're allowed to feel," peter said, in a scold-ish manner that he'd no doubt learnt from may.

"and please step away from the strawberries, and go back to butchering your so-called 'cake'," he said with a teasing smile, bumping his hips into yours to move you back to the bowl of pancake mix.

you scoffed incredulously, back into your playful demeanor, "excuse you, i would have perfected this pancake-cake if i weren't feeling sleepy right now, so, unfortunately for you, you won't get to taste this deliciousness, whenever i do get to make it,"

"oh, what a tragedy, i won't get to torture my tastebuds with whatever concoction you manage to brew up,"

you shoved at him, not that he moved an inch, and grabbed the plate of cut strawberries.

"just for that, i'm gonna eat these strawberries in bed using your pillow as a table, and you know i can be a very messy eater," you laughed like an evil sorcerer and ran towards the bedroom.

peter, horrified at the thought of sleeping on a sticky pillow, ran after you, forgetting that he had sticky hands himself. (pun intended, i'm sorry i couldn't not do it)

"come back here you!"

the pancake mix in the bowl, the half pack of strawberries waiting to be cut, and the anxiety were all left forgotten back in the kitchen.

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yet-another-aoex-account · 2 years ago

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Thanks for tagging me @wojtekaneko ❤︎

Currently reading: Nothing at the moment really, started reading Dracula by Bram Stoker last semester but i left it unfinished

Favorite color:

Grey, orange and blue, but i like grey the most

Last Song I Listened To

Against the kitchen floor by Will Wood, i actually want to make a Reigen edit with it someday haha, who knows if i'll ever make it but it exists in my head

Last Movie I Watched

Puss in boots 2! Really really good, i never watched the first one but people in tumblr recommending it (along with some friends) convinced me and it was great, loved every second of it

Sweet/Spicy/Savory?

Mainly savory, i like sweet flavors but i have very little tolerance for them, i can't even handle a full piece of cake lol

Currently working on

Nothing other that homework sadly, it's my last semester at uni to finish my credits and one of my teachers is kind of an asshole and his assignments have been giving me a lot of trouble cause he's very strict with the requirements and also doesnt seem to be aware that we have other assignments other than his u.u and i dont wanna fail any assignment since i've fallen behind on uni and I don't want to take another year to graduate.

But! the last personal thing i got to work (?) on before all this was a pinterest board for my DnD character

Tagging:

@belowdek

@sometimes-lifesucks

@the-book-smiled-at-me

Thanks for tagging me @disasteroulik! It's so fun to do these :D

Currently Reading

I'm slowly getting through my long fic list, and few manga series I'm trying to catch on (tbhk, noragami, bsd) oh and I recently started omniscient readers viewpoint!

Favourite Color

Lately it's been sort of desaturated warm green. Also dark blue as always is up there c:

Last Song I Listened To

Nightingale by Queen Bee. Great song on great album, I highly recommend ^^ (fav song on the album is currently Kakitsubata)

Last Movie I Watched

Everything, Everywhere All At Once. It was really interesting to watch, but I think I still have a lot to discover about it!

Sweet/Spicy/Savory?

Mainly sweet, especially cakes and cookies! I'm a sweet tooth to the core!

Currently working on

I'm doing some illustrations for a language book, so I'm trying to focus on that because it's most demanding. But I'm trying to do stuff for myself, like fanarts and aus! Im still holding onto the mp100 stuff strongly, but I'd like to do more for the other fandoms I'm in!! Here's some wips:

Tagging:

@yet-another-aoex-account

@silversaucekai

@birdmenmanga

@the-fourth-one

#Sorry for being MIA wojte i've been tired and gloomy lately #but thanks for still tagging me in these even tho i take forever to do them or answer any message #i really appreciate it #the mp100 wips you're doing look great! i want to see them when they're done #ive actually wanted to watch everything everywhere all at once for a while i heard its very good from posts on tumblr as well #its in my evergrowing list of things i want to watch #Ugh listening to will wood is not helping my mood rn lol #Oh and i looked up those songs! they were hard to find on youtube since the title for kakitsubata was in japanese but i liked them a lot!#& the cover for the album is beautiful it reminds me of an hindu deity #When i first got into blue exorcist i got briefly interested in jrock cause i liked the openings by uverworld #but i couldnt really get into it since i dont know japanese and im very lyric oriented when it comes to songs #and the jrock songs i kept finding were very similar to eachother and more pop than anything so i lost interest very quickly #but these two were very unique! they have a lot of energy #I liked Nightingale more than Kakitsubata tho #also i was just editing this draft when i got your message so ill go to bed now but catch you tomorrow!#ask game

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lokiscarlip · 10 months ago

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*Yawns* What's up, fólk?

Sorry I've been a bit MIA lately, but just after celebrating the big New Year thing, of course, there were more holidays cropping up.

I tell you, last Tuesday was HUGE for Sig and me. We hit all three notorious big-ass celebrations. Started off small in New Orleans, and it was fun. Sig showed her tits and got ALL THE BEADS. That's my girl. Then we skipped over the Atlantic to hit Venice's Carnival. That mask up there was mine for the whole shindig, and let me tell you, we had such elegant fun there. Which kind of gave us a bit of a relax before we headed down south again to the biggest, wildest festival of them all. Brazil. Rio. Carnival.

Let me tell you, Sig and I had SO. MUCH. FUN. It was wild, we drank ALL THE DRINKS, we ate all the food, and we fucked...

Well. I mean, there were tiny sparkly costumes everywhere. We might've sort of gotten a hold of a few of them. All that glitter and glitz. Feathers everywhere. How could we not, you know, fuck all over?

And top that off with the following Valentine's Day?

Let's just say that we had such a good several days in a row there that...shit. Sig might've gotten me pregnant.

Haha. Not really. No.

How's the rest of the crew doing here? Hey @one-coming-is-enough, this is one of your holidays, innit? Or the start of one leading up to another one? That one where one portion of your folks have to give up the shit they really love for a month or so? How're you after the two big holidays this week? Did you get some partying in?

Don't mind my moving slowly today. Sig was...brutal, and we had far too much fun.

#good omens rp #a wild Loki appears #a bit bruised bitten scratched up and there's still glitter in some interesting locations

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theskee · 2 months ago

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Lately, as my child has started school, I've reflected on a lot of bad experiences I had where the system failed me entirely. But... I also started thinking about Mr. Ellison a lot.

When I was in 6th Grade I had a Geography teacher, and his name was Mr. Ellison. He had a very large collection of Chucks in various colors with various embellishments, and the two pairs I recall with the most clarity were the POW*MIA chucks, and his bubble gum pink ones.

On the first day of middle school when I walked into his class, he had a guitar in the corner and a POW*MIA flag on the wall. I was familiar with these things, as they were things my grandfather also had. But my grandfather was a deeply religious republican, and very pro military.

Mr. Ellison was not.

Mr. Ellison had this air of Quirky Hippie about him, with his salt and pepper mullet and his goatee, playing guitar in class sometimes. But It's been over 20 years since I was in that classroom, and he, of any teacher I ever had, stuck with me.

Day one, he was wearing his pink chucks, a pink button down, and said pink was his favorite color. He said you couldn't chew gum in his class unless it was Asper Gum and I don't think any of us knew what that was. He was light hearted fun and then one day, he made us design a US Flag with 51 Stars on it, and while we did this, he explained Puerto Rico. A subject that I had never once heard mentioned by the adults in my life. Prior to this lesson, I didn't know that Puerto Rico was a US territory, let alone that the citizens living there couldn't vote in Federal elections and weren't represented in congress. And then he mentioned how much they contribute to our military. And he asked us, a bunch of 12 year olds, if we thought that was fair.

And that was the first time I was ever encouraged to think critically about our country.

He pulled out his guitar one day and began singing the official state song of Florida (our state)-- "Old Folks at Home", otherwise known as "Swanee River". And this was pre-2008. The original lyrics hadn't been revised yet. So the second he got to a single mention of plantations, his fingers squeaked on the strings and strummed to a halt and he showed outward disgust. And asked us if we understood why it was already disgusting and then let us read the rest of the lyrics through the overhead projector while he introduced us to the concept of Racism.

It wasn't critical race theory by any means, but he urged us to be aware that racism is everywhere.

He showed us a video set to "Let the Bodies hit the Floor" that showed the horrifying aspects of the war in Afghanistan and after to we discussed Islamophobia, and the horrors of war.

Mr. Ellison was the first and to this day, only teacher I ever had that talked about American Imperialism, about colonization in a negative way, about the real impact that war has on soldiers, and how the country fails to care for the people who fight for it.

I must emphasize that this was a Geography Class and I think we looked at a map maybe 3 times the entire school year.

But in Ellison's mind, if we were going to talk about the world around us, it seemed like he felt that the thing worth knowing was our impact on it. He discussed climate change, geonicide against the natives, and how the land we sat on was stolen and soaked with the blood of people who cared for it far better than we do.

And all of these things were presented in questions posed to us: "What do you think about this?"

He challenged the concepts of masculinity and decried violence so often, showing the boys in the class that pink is just a color, that being soft is okay, and that there's nothing cool about being a war hero. But never so directly. He did it by offering up a chance to think about these things that were so widely accepted to be true.

I can't say for certain if Mr. Ellison was a leftist or a centrist or something else. What I can say, is that I don't think I would have become a leftist myself, if he hadn't primed me to think critically about everything I know, and seek to form opinions based on what I believe to be right. Mr. Ellison was strange, but one thing I'm certain of: he hated the idea of human suffering more than anything else.

He was just some middle aged white guy with pink shoes and a guitar for some of the students around me, I know that. But for me, he was an important figure that helped shape me into the person I've become today. He was the first openly anti-war and anti-racist person I'd encountered in my life. I come from a military family that watched Fox News and listened to Rush Limbaugh on road trips. I'd been inundated my whole childhood with ideas that ran completely counter to what Mr. Ellison taught me. And he taught me not by convincing me with arguments to agree with him, but presenting the chance to think about how things made me feel with the facts I'd been previously denied.

And then to decide what I was going to do with those feelings.

What kind of person I wanted to be.

And if I could go back and thank any teacher I've ever had, it would be him. I think I'm a better person for those lessons he taught.

But I cannot find jack shit on a map.

#personal #teaching

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unfurledluna · 1 year ago

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Hello! Here's a little about me!

My name is Luna! My pronouns are she/her. I am 20 years old. I am Mexican and bisexual. I like to draw, read, write, watch TV and movies, musicals, and listen to music so I will mostly be posting about that! :)

Some of my interests and favorite things!

Books: The Lesbiana's Guide to Catholic School, Aristotle and Dante Discover the Secrets of the Universe (and the sequel), Hearstopper, Radio Silence, Loveless, Solitaire, Ophelia After All, Last Night at the Telegraph Club, Perfect on Paper, This is Why They Hate Us, The Luis Ortega Survival Club, An Absolutely Remarkable Thing, Cemetery Boys, One Last Stop, Red, White, and Royal Blue, We Are Okay, and Imogen, Obvisouly. I love to read so if anyone has any recommendations I would love to hear them!

Tv Shows: Crazy Ex-Girlfriend, One Day at a Time, How I Met Your Mother, Parks and Recreation, Anne with an E, Hearstopper, Sex Education, The Good Place, The Owl House, Gravity Falls, Steven Universe, and Everything Sucks. Currently, I'm watching Our Flag Means Death season 2!

Movies: Everything Everywhere All At Once, Spirited Away, Mamma Mia, Eternal Sunshine of the Spotless Mind, Aristotle and Dante Discover the Secrets of the Universe, Portrait of a Lady on Fire, Kiki's Delivery Service, Nausicaä of the Valley of the Wind, Ponyo, My Neighbor Totoro, Encanto, and Tangled.

Music: dodie, Mitski, Laufey, mxmtoon, Matilda Mann, Lizzy McAlpine, and Orla Gartland.

Musicals: I love musicals so much! I work at a musical theatre!! Here are some of my favorite musicals: Natasha, Pierre, and the Great Comet of 1812 is my all time favorite! I also like Hadestown, SIX, Waitress, Falsettos, The Phantom of the Opera, and Moulin Rouge.

Other things: Moths! Butterflies! Lepidoptera in general. Cute animals! I have two dogs named Tiger and Oso that I will probably also post about. I love Sanrio and Cinnamoroll is my favorite! I've also been trying to get into video games lately like Life is Strange.

I love to draw a lot! Most of my art is self-portraits or depicting mental health. I have a few mental illnesses (Depression, Anxiety, BPD, OCD, CPTSD, and dissociative disorders) so it helps to be able to draw them. I'll be uploading my digital art and art from my sketchbook. I may also share some writing about my experiences with intergenerational trauma. I'll try to share some of my experiences with mental illness and trying to heal from a traumatic family.

Here's a drawing I made of myself!

Thank you for reading all that! Feel free to message me at any time if you want to talk or be friends! :)

#intro post #unfurledluna #about me #looking for friends #looking for moots #looking for mutuals #unfurledluna art #luna talks

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olsenmyolsen · 2 years ago

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Olsen II

Part 16 of On The Inside With Elizabeth Olsen

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⚠️ SPOILERS FOR MULTIVERSE OF MADNESS ⚠️

Y/N POV

I grumble myself awake and shut off my 5am alarm.

I haven't woken up this early in years but today, Monday, is special. It's Liz's last week in London! So I wanted to send her a special text this morning.

Yes, it's now been three weeks since Liz and I made our relationship official! Yes, I know we immediately became girlfriends after saying we'd take things slow. Oh well.

The only people that know are Max, James, Sam, Robbie, Ash, and MK. I probably would've told my mom by now if our relationship had been in a better place.

Less than a week ago, I finally called her back after dodging her calls, and the call went exactly how I predicted.

It started with the usual catching up on life kind of bullshit, and that was great before it devolved into a series of "why aren't you going back to school?" "Do you honestly think you can be happy and successful without a degree?" "You're way too pretty and smart. I'd hate to see you waste the opportunities I gave you." Then, money this and money that.

So it's a safe bet I won't be making calls home soon. Don't get me wrong. I love my mom. I do! But it's just... I wish we had the relationship we used to have. Yes, she did a great job as a mom throughout my life but after what my dad did to the two of us... you know it's not the same as it was.

Anyways, the rest of the world has yet to know about Liz and I, of course, but that hasn't changed anything. The media has slowed down on the articles about MK and her secret lover. I keep getting photographed but less and less. Not that it was a lot, to begin with, but I'm thankful not to have random people take pictures of me.

I know this will change once Liz and I are out. But for now, I'm enjoying it.

Liz and I have been FaceTiming or attempting to FaceTime every night after 5pm my time. We tried 4pm for a while, but that left me virtually no time to get home after work. We still have some days where Liz can't call, but we still text!

Our calls tend to mostly be about my days, my friends, plans for what to do when Liz gets back, and more. I ask Liz about her day, but she doesn't spill much. Nothing cagey, just in a same old same old kind of way.

She gives me the vaguest details about the movie. A part of me wants to know what's going to happen in the film so bad, but Liz tells me it'll spoil the MCU, and she's right because, of course, she's right. Plus, she warns me that Kevin Feige has eyes and ears everywhere. You would think this guy is a mob boss or something.

We also talk about her sisters. Liz has started trying to talk to them on a weekly basis, although, accordingly to Liz, MK has been more MIA lately.

I know why.

A couple of days after MK left my place, I told Liz how MK got Naomi to sign the papers. To say Liz was displeased would be an understatement.

I don't know how I did it, but I got Liz not to hulk out at her sister and to let me handle the situation. But the truth behind that is... MK technically hasn't spoken to me since that day.

That's not to say I haven't tried. I texted MK the night she left.

I told her that I've grown fond of the person she is. She's caring, kind, and nothing but supportive. I apologized for getting mad at her. I told her that I support her and genuinely want what is best for her. I let her know that I will be here for her no matter what because I know she will be here for me.

Or at least, I hope.

I also texted her that I love her as well. I love the person she is.

That does not mean I love her as more than a friend.

She read all those texts but hasn't responded to me personally. She texts in the group chat with Ash and myself, but it's never directly to me.

Since returning to LA, Ash has seemed to notice that something is off. We've briefly talked a couple of times, but I can't bring myself to tell anyone the true reason. I feel like Ash knows but is letting it be.

In other news, James, Max's brother, finally left after another week of mooching off his sister. Just kidding but for real, he up and left for California. I know Max has some family out there, but I'm not sure if James went to them or not. But for the next two days after he landed, every single picture he posted included #JamesGoesWest.

I knew he was teasing because of Liz's and mines relationship. Speaking more on that! I went back and finished Wind River. I legit had to skip through that one scene. But overall, I loved the movie! Men are gross, and Liz played her role perfectly. The chemistry she had with Jeremy Renner was incredible. I'd like to see them do more together.

But if we're talking natural chemistry, all I can say is... I never wanted to be Aubrey Plaza more in my life than during the press tour of Ingrid Goes West. Yes, I've seen the YouTube videos, interviews, and photo shoots. I now know I was never Liz's "first." I mean, yes, I knew that already from the night Liz and I had at her place, but now I'm full-on convinced her and Aubrey were more than friends at some point.

Liz knows I watched those two movie and will be watching all of her MCU movies, but she's begged me not to watch a film she did called Oldboy. I looked up the synopsis, and it seems interesting, but Liz is adamant about me not seeing it.

Speaking of the MCU and their movies, this week is finally Avengers week! Out of everything I watched, Captain America and Iron Man 2 are my favorites. Captain America because I loved the story and Bucky so much. And Iron Man 2 for... Natasha. I'm sorry, but I never wanted to be a heavy-set white man more than when she took down Happy.

Lizard knows of my newfound obsession with Scarlett Johansson, and let's just say we starting banning a few words. The first time I mentioned how sexy I thought Natasha looked, I could instantly tell something had shifted. Liz didn't say anything at first. She just sat quietly on the other side of the phone, watching me like I was her prey. She had her jaw clenched so tight I thought teeth were going to break, and then out of the blue, Liz was tired and had to get to bed.

The call ended shortly after that leaving me confused until my dumb brain realized why. I called her back and made it up to her in a memorable way.

A few words that aren't banned are "Mommy." "Yes." & "Please." Liz and I have done a fantastic job trading those off.

Sam is good! Max and I have gone out with her and her friends a couple of times, nothing too crazy, thankfully. Max and I have also started exercising together again. Not daily, but we've been trying for three times a week. It's usually before work, but other times it's once Liz and I finish FaceTiming.

Work is still good. Alec is good. All in all, everything is going well. Liz wraps filming this Friday, so I can't wait to have her in my arms!

Speaking of which, I have to text her.

Liz POV

It's now been three weeks since Y/N and I made our relationship official! Yes, I know we immediately became girlfriends after saying we'd take things slow. Oh well.

I love Y/N so fucking much, but FaceTiming every night gets tiring. Don't get me wrong, I love seeing her cute freckled face, but there are times when I'm just so exhausted from shooting that I can't bring myself to answer a FaceTime call. But luckily for me, I have an understanding and supportive girlfriend.

Girlfriend. That's a word I don't think I will get tired of saying.

Speaking on that, I told my girlfriend that filming wraps on Friday. It doesn't. It wraps today. I plan on flying out first thing tomorrow morning to surprise her! Max already knows and plans on picking me up from the airport. I got her number from MK. I know, ooh, sneaky, but it's the things you do for love.

I'm incredibly excited to see how the world reacts to this movie. I acted my heart out, and I know when I walk on set today, I'm going to cry. I've always finished these movies not knowing what was next for Wanda, but when Sam yells "cut" for the final time, I know it will feel like the last time.

I've been talking to my sisters about the motions I've been going through, and Ash has been kind enough to try and speak to me about it. Meanwhile, MK can barely get a sentence together. I'm not mad at her for what she did with Naomi. I mean, yes, I was. But not anymore, so I don't know why she's being weird about us.

In addition to my sisters, I have also been texting someone else. Someone that knows about Y/N. But someone that Y/N doesn't know about herself.

Wanda's other half. Actor for the Vision. Mr. Paul Bettany.

I missed him. I missed being on set with him. I missed hearing him laugh at the stupid things I'd say. I missed hearing him talk about his wife non-stop. He's truly a lifelong friend that I'm so thankful to have met at such a crucial moment in my life.

That's a feeling that I have for Y/N. She came to me at just the right moment. I know that I won't let her go.

Over the course of filming, Paul and I would send check-in texts here and there, but our conversations didn't become something quite serious until the articles about me leaving the Doctor Strange set came out. That's when Paul said he knew something was wrong. Since I'm never one to "create drama" or "be a total bitch."

Paul texted me that Easter Sunday. A day before, I met Y/N. Paul was actually the first one to know the news about Robbie and I. He loves Robbie, so for him to hear everything broke him a little, but Paul helped me as much as he could. Or as much as I was willing to let him. He promised that everything we discussed would stay between us because we all know. Snitches end up in ditches!

Paul was also the one to tell me to get my shit together and to send coffee and treats to the NY Marvel team if I wanted to keep people happy.

I guess I have Paul to thank for Y/N. Oh God, I can't let that get to his head.

Speaking of Paul and Vision. My Coffee Girl has been continuing her journey of watching the MCU. I think tonight is Avengers night. I think she has some hope I'm going to show up in this one, but sadly I don't. I'm sure Y/N won't really mind since she has Scarlett and her Black Widow ass to look at all movie.

I know that's not nice and unfair to Scarlett, but I don't like Y/N having her eyes on someone else.

I made that very clear the other night.

Over the last couple of weeks, in addition to filming, FaceTiming, and keeping me and my girlfriend satisfied, I started emptying out the Richmond house. Like I did with my trailer, I started small but quickly moved on to bigger things.

I sent Robbie back a lot of the things he left behind. I donated some of my stuff but kept the tiniest of things that remind me of the good times I had while here. After today the house will no longer be ours. That is if I actually did remember to grab everything?

Uh, speaking of Robbie. He's doing so well, and I'm so proud of him. He's been doing AA meetings once a week. Every week I send him a text just letting him know that he's in my thoughts, and I wish him luck. He sends me a text back, basically saying the same thing.

Thankfully the media isn't dragging Robbie through the mud just because he's trying to better his life. I think back to how they treated my sisters, and it makes me sick. If I could have the opposite for Robbie, I'll do it.

Robbie doesn't ask about Y/N; instead, he asks me, "are you happy?" The answer has always been "yes." Robbie's response is always the same "then I'm happy."

I got lucky with an ex like him, huh?

It's almost 10am, and I finally have the finishing touches to my look for today's scene. 838 Wanda comforting Darkhold Scarlet Witch. How fitting that my last day is me letting myself know that it's going to be okay. That our boys will be okay.

Oh, I'm getting depressed just thinking about it.

"Lizzie, you ready?" A member of the makeup team looks me over and waits for my response. I nod and go to get up before my phone stops me. I take a quick glance. Is that really who I think it is?

"Just give me a minute." I turn to the crew they nod, heading out of my trailer.

Y/N POV

Annnnddd sent! I smile down at my phone. The text wasn't anything too crazy special. Let's not forget I just woke up.

The text was just myself reminding Liz that I'm lucky to have her. That I'm so thankful to have someone caring and loving chose me to be the person that they love. That someone with her wits and beauty makes me smile and feel the support that I feel. And I can't wait to be able to hold her and to kiss that gorgeous face. To be able to physically look into her eyes. The eyes that make me smile. The eyes that make me feel safe. The eyes that are the literal definition of: If looks could kill.

I could've gone on and on with my text, but I have to save something for when she's here at the end of the week. I close my phone out, knowing she'll probably read it when she gets back from filming, meaning I can go back to sleep before getting up for my shift later today.

I turn over and close my eyes. Letting tiredness take me over once ag-

BUZZ BUZZ BUZZ

I peek one of my eyes open as I grab my phone. It can't be Liz. She should be- Oh! It is Liz! She's calling me! I clear my throat and answer the phone.

"Hello?"

Liz POV

"Just who do you think you are, Ms. Y/N Y/L/N! Sending a cute ass text like that. You're supposed to be sleeping!"

Y/N: "You're supposed to be filming!"

She fires back in that voice that's just so sexy in the early morning.

"I was about to step out of my trailer when my girlfriend decided to send me the most simp-filled text ever."

I can practically hear her eyes rolling.

"Why aren't you asleep right now."

Y: "I set an alarm to text you. Since I know it's your last week of filming, I just wanted to try and make it extra special for you."

My heart.

I move around the trailer like a teenager on the phone with their first crush.

Y: "I mean, if you don't like it-"

"Stop! You know I love it!" There's a pause. "Are you going to do this for every film I do?" Y/N's laugh fills my ears.

Y: "Hell yeah. I'd give you the world if I could."

"You already did that."

I hear Y/N yawn before asking, "what do you mean?"

"Because you're my world!"

Y/N POV

This fucking cheese ball, I swear. I roll my eyes again.

"I think I hear Mr. Raimi calling you to set Olsen. I wouldn't want to get in trouble or anything."

Liz lets out a small laugh.

Liz: "Oh, weird, I don't hear him?"

Y: "Hmm, that's so weird. What's happening? Hearing loss at your age already, Liz?"

I know her jaw dropped.

L: "Okay, wow fuck you, Y/L/N."

"You wish, Liz!"

L: "You know wh- one sec."

I hear Liz pulls her phone away from her ear as a series of knocks are happening nearby her. They must need her on set.

I don't know who she's talking to, but she assures them she'll be right out.

L: "Hey babe, I gotta go."

"I figured. Have a great day today! Can I call you on my break? Oh, and I can't wait to see you at the end of this week!"

L: "Of course, and I can't either!" I can practically picture her biting her thumbnail as she says this: "I love you, Y/N."

"I love you too, Lizard! Now go be a movie star!"

Liz giggles as she ends the call. Leaving me awake, alone, and horny?

No? Yes? I don't know.

I flip over onto my stomach and groan into my pillow. I really don't want to be up already. After a minute of feeling my body wake up, I decide to fuck it.

I throw my comforter off my body and go into my bathroom. I flick on the light and look at myself in the mirror. I think about when I did this not so long ago. I stared at myself before my date with Liz. It was the first time I looked at my own face with love instead of disgust. I do the same thing now. I smile at the person looking back at me.

I reach down and pull my toothbrush from its holder. Put a small glob of toothpaste, rinse and get to the brushing. Morning breath is one of my least favorite things. Or at least it quickly has been. Okay, I don't want breath to ever smell in the presence of Liz, okay? I'd die.

After my morning routine, I slip off my underwear and oversized t-shirt in favor of a classic workout outfit. Nothing crazy this morning, just a morning jog. It's now approaching 5:30, so it should still be quiet outside.

I reach my front door and drop down to tie on my old sneakers. They're a pair that I've had for years. I don't even remember how I got them or who gave them to me, but they probably know more about me than I do about myself.

Okay, now I sound crazy—time to run. I put my AirPods in, queue up whatever playlist Spotify curated for me and leave my place.

Liz POV

I did it! "That's a wrap on Elizabeth Olsen!" Sam Raimi yells into a bullhorn earning applause from the cast and crew that surround us.

I clap along, stopping whenever I feel a tear start to escape my eyes. Cumberbatch wraps an arm around my shoulders and pulls me into a side hug before whispering into the top of my head, earning a smile and a laugh from me.

Sam walks up to me, and I instantly find myself wrapped up into a hug. I almost feel my eyes betray me, but I stop the dam from breaking. Sam leans into me and asks, "do you want to say a few words?"

This is something I haven't really ever done. Usually, I'm in such a considerable ensemble of a movie that who cares what the 9th billed person has to say, but this is my movie. So why not?

I nod at Sam and grab the bullhorn.

"First off, I'd just like to say thank you to everyone here. All of you truly have made this experience so beautiful and lovely." I bite my lower lip before continuing.

"When we were about to go back to finishing WandaVision, I was pitched the actual story of the Doctor Strange sequel, and I was shocked!" I throw my arms out in a charismatic manner. "No one told me that their plan for me was to be the villain!" This earns a few laughs from the crew and myself. "You know? But it's like yeah! Why does Wanda have to settle for being good when all that she wants is something that seems so small and simple, which is for her to be with her kids."

I look over at Sam, smiling. He's a real Wanda stan this man. He and I had so much fun bouncing ideas off one another and relishing in the character of Wanda.

"But you know I love Wanda Maximoff, and I feel honored to have played her for the last 7 to 8 years and to collaborate with such kind and caring people. I truly do." I feel a tear slip out and run down my cheek. "And if this is the end for her, then I'm glad that... that I gave it my all." I want to say more, but I can feel my throat choking back tears. Plus, when I look up, it's all of these people watching me. "So thank you. Thank you all!" I frown to hold back my emotions as Sam wraps me into another hug. He gently takes the bullhorn from me and announces, "give it up for our witch, everybody!" Earning another wave of claps.

Y/N POV

It's now just past 9am for me as I enter our coffee shop. Busy. It's finally starting to heat up around here, which means it's time for all the cool kids and soccer moms to start ordering frozen drinks. My least favorite. It's not hard to make. It's just annoying.

I smile once I see the two people I'm going to work with. Sam and Alec. Sam greets me as I put my stuff into the back. "I promise you it was not this busy until like 20 minutes ago." I shrug. "Happens." Sam noticed. "You good?" We make our way back to the front employee area so I can clock in. "Yeah, just tired. I woke up super early and decided to get a run in." "Ew." "Trust me, I know." I scoot past Alec and clock in. I say hi to him, but he awkwardly avoids me. Okay weird.

"Excuse me?" A customer knocks me from my own brain. Male. He has to be in his late thirties with tattoos down his arms. "Hello, sir. What can we get started for you?" The man looks at the boards stationed above and behind me. "What kind of frozen drinks do you have?" Yep, it's going to be a long day. I must've made a face because I can hear Sam laugh in my direction.

Liz POV

I sigh after getting my suitcase settled into my hotel room for the night. After leaving the sound stages today, I made my way to Richmond to do one last look-over of the house. Go figure; nothing was left for me to take or do. So mark another one for overthinking and having anxiety. But eh, oh well.

It's now just after 6pm for me. If she hasn't had her break, my Coffee Girl will have one soon - speak of the Devil! As if it's her superpower, she is now FaceTiming me.

I throw my back onto the bed and answer my phone.

She's walking to the back room of the shop. She sits in the same place every time we talk on her break. I think it's adorable. I think she's really cute. And by cute, I mean hot.

Okay, dial it back, Lizzie.

She has the camera below her right now, so I'm looking up to her neck. It looks like she has a coffee ground stained onto her neck. How she did that, I have no idea. I smile as I look at it. Imagine how long it's been there. My eyes move down her throat, and I stop at every tiny freckle and mole I see.

"Whatcha doing, love?" Oh shit, just because I can't see her doesn't mean she can't see me.

"Looking at my love!" "Oh yeah?" She moves the camera up, so I can see her beautiful face as she sits down. My girlfriend smiles back at me before her face becomes horrified. "Oh my God!" The alarms in my brain start going off. "What? What's wrong!" She begins wiping at her neck. "Why did you not tell me that was there!" Oh my gosh. Really Y/N? "I just saw that! Besides, I thought it was cute." I flare my eyebrows up, causing her to do it back.

"So, how was today?" She starts. The gears start moving. I really want to tell Y/N all about the end of the shoot, but that'll ruin my surprise. Okay, quick, Liz think.

"It was good! Really good! But I'm not giving you anything, and you know this!" She rolls her eyes. "I know. I just can't wait."

"Isn't Avengers tonight?" I ask, slightly changing the topic. "Tomorrow night. Max is busy tonight. I think it's with Flirty, but I'm not sure. She's been being a little cagey lately." Y/N shrugs and looks up to something. Maybe one of her co-workers. "What will you do tonight?" I ask with a slight frown. "Probably watch one of your movies." She states matter of factly and looks down, grinning before taking a sip of her tea. Wait tea? She never drinks tea.

"Tea?!" She looks at me wide-eyed and embarrassed. "Yeah..." "Since when are you a tea drinker?" "Since I watched a YouTube video about how Elizabeth Olsen loves tea and how she has a whole cabinet dedicated to tea packets." I blush. I love and hate that she watches videos of me because it's the cutest thing ever, but I'm afraid she'll find a video of me doing something dumb and judge me. I know she wouldn't, but a girl can stress, can't she?

"Liz." She pulls me out of my small spiral. "Hmm?" "You know I'm only doing it because I love you. And I want to love the things you love." I smile. "I know." I scrunch my nose up at her. Now she blushes and shakes her head. "What you thinking about?" "Just how lucky I am." She makes sure her eyes are on me. "I meant my text this morning. Every word." "I know, baby."

Now I'm the one watching her, getting lost in thought. We sit admiring each other. Eyes filled with admiration. "My turn, Lizard. Whatcha thinking about?" I use to hate the nickname Lizard, but when she says it, it makes me feel safe. "Tomorrow." "Tomorrow? What's tomorrow?" My body tenses up. Oh shit. I didn't mean to say that! What's tomorrow? Uhhh...

Before I can even come up with a horrible lie, Y/N unknowingly saves me. "Let me guess, secret marvel stuff?" I nod. "You got it, Y/L/N." "Ugh, boorrinnggg." She dramatically sings out. "You'll just have it wait and see." "Yeah yeah." She smiles at me before looking up at her phone. I know she's checking the time. Before she frowns, I do. I know what this means.

"Liz, come on." What?" "I see you pouting." Well, duh, I want you off the clock, Y/N. "Can't you just quit?" Y/N raises an eyebrow to me. "After the phone call, I just had with my mom?"

I'm not asking her to quit, but yes leaving her job would almost certainly make her mom explode. Yeah, Y/N told me everything that happened. That was a rough night for her.

"You're right." "Always am." I scoff. "Not true. You know it goes me, Max, and then you." She puts a hand over her heart and gasps. "Betrayed."

"Y/N, you almost don- oh, sorry." Y/N looks up to the person talking to her. Sounds like Sam? I've only ever overheard Sam, never met her. Y/N said she knows about us and has kept her lifelong mission to protect our secret. She must've noticed Y/N was on the phone still. "Just one second."

Y/N looks back down at me. "I know. I know." I exhale out, not wanting her to go. "Don't worry, love. I'll text you when I get home, okay?" "Okay" "Just a couple more days, and then I finally have you in my arms again," I smirk. "You have no idea."

"Later, Liz!"

"See you soon, Y/N!"

She blows me a kiss before hanging up. I hold my hand with the caught kiss still in it.

"I love you, Coffee Girl."

Y/N POV

"Was that who I think it was?" Sam asks me as I come back to the bare-bones shop. I look at her. "Always is." "Wow." I can see her getting lost in thought, and she looks at me before she's completely gone. "Sorry." "With you? I'm used to it."

We both start to clean behind the bar while Alec takes care of the dining area. "When do you think you'll go public?" Sam asks, just quiet enough for only us to hear it. "Not for a while," I answer in the same manner. "Why are tabloids looking for a scoop?" I raise my eyebrow at her just to watch the panic in her eyes.

"Oh my god Y/N! No, I was just genuinely asking! I'm sorry for making you thin-" "Sam. Sam! I'm just kidding. I'm sorry." I start laughing. I know I shouldn't, but she makes it fun and easy. Sam catches her breath. "I should leak it after that." She grumbles. I walk over to her and pull her into a side hug. "I'm sorry, blueberry." "I still hate that name." "No, you don't," I say, letting go of her. I don't think she meant for me to hear it, but she mumbles, "No, I don't."

I text Liz letting her know that I should be home within the hour. I'm literally right outside my building, but I'm giving myself enough time to take a shower and get dressed comfy cozy before I round up whatever I can for dinner. Liz promised me to take me grocery shopping and to cook for me, so I'm honestly holding out for that.

I enter my apartment and smile at the state of it. Over the course of the weeks, I've gotten in a couple of movie posters and art from Etsy of things that I forgot I loved. Plus, I got some journals to start writing in again. It's looking more like home. All that's missing is some finishing touches.

I skip through my place and peel off todays clothes, tossing them into my dirty hamper. I grab a set of sweats to wear after my shower and charge into the bathroom. As I let the hot water get the bathroom just right, I play on my phone, watching TikTok. After two minutes, I close the app out and load some music to blast while I get myself clean.

As soon as I wrap my large green towel around me, I check my phone after I heard it go off in the shower. I smile at the sight of Liz but frown as I read her text.

"Yay! Glad, you made it home, love. So I'm not going to beat around the bush, Y/N. I just got informed that I have to go extra early tomorrow. Since it's the last week, I want to do it and get this done, so is it okay if we don't call tonight? I'm probably going to be going to bed soon, but I won't sleep until I get a text from you. I'm sorry, my love. 💛"

It's just a couple of more days, Y/N. You got this. Be a supportive girlfriend.

I text Liz back, saying that it's okay and that I love her so much and for her to please call me in the morning so I can hear her angelic voice.

I huff at how skim my fridge is looking. I decide to snack on a bowl of grapes before finding myself in front of my tv. I open my notes app and look at a list I made recently. Called: 🎥 My little star 💫

It's a list of all of Liz's movies, excluding the MCU. Not knowing what to watch, I text Max knowing she'll know what's good to watch.

Mad ❤️‍🔥 Max Today 4:31 PM

Godzilla or Silent House?

I close out our texts and open an app called JustWatch. It's an app where you can search for any movie you want and see what platform it's on. It's great for someone like me who is catching up on a lot of movies. It looks like Godzilla is on Netflix, while the other movie I'd have to rent. This makes my choice a little easier.

I text Max back, letting her know I decided, and she sends me a thumbs up. Yeah, she's busy. She only uses emojis when her hands are occupied.

I open Netflix on my tv, and after a quick search, I see him, that giant Lizard. Hey Lizard! My lizard's in a lizard movie! I chuckle to myself and go to play the movie before my phone buzzes.

I look down expecting Liz again, but to my shock, it's Mary-Kate. The breath that I took sent a green grape flying to the back of my throat, causing me to stand up, gasping for air as I managed to swallow the whole ass grape. "Jesus fucking Christ!" I yell out, gripping my neck.

After collecting myself, I bring myself back to my phone to open and look at the text that nearly killed me.

"Hey. Can we talk?"

Vague. Of course.

I let the message sit there as I think about the last couple of weeks.

I text her.

"Yes. Of course. My place?"

She agrees and tells me she'll be around in the next half hour. Someone's eager! Okay, sorry, not the time.

I should text Liz, but she has an early start tomorrow, and I don't want to stress her out. Plus. I want to hear what MK has to say before I do anything. I put my phone down and continue the movie. I need a distraction.

Okay, what the fuck? Where's my girl? I saw her once so far, and that's it?

A knock comes to my door just in time. I let out a frustrated sigh and pause the movie. I hop up, suspecting who it is, and open the door. Yep, it's MK.

"Hey," I told myself, I'd treat her like a friend and like nothing happened. I usher for her to come in, and she follows me. I close the door behind us. I catch her eyes and take a look at my tv.

I see a smile creep onto her face. "What's that look for?" I ask in a teasing tone. "Just... you're a simp now." She points to the tv, causing us to both laugh, breaking the tension around us. "Yeah, I am." I agree.

"Do you need a drink or anything? Water? Tea?" "Tea? You don't drink tea." "It's new." I simply state as I walk into the kitchen to fill up a cup of water. "Maybe next time." Oh, so there is going to be a next time!? So friends, maybe?

I come back and place the water in front of her. She reaches over and takes a sip as I sit on the other end of the couch. I can see how nervous she is just in her hands. She keeps fidgeting and wiping them off. I don't know if I should do this, but...

I scoot myself closer to her and take her hands into my own. "It's okay." MK shakes her head at me. "No, it's not. I almost ruined everything." "MK, no, you didn't." "Y/N, I went behind your back and-" "And you did something great for Liz and me. I shouldn't have gotten mad at you. I just hate the thought of anyone I know ever contacting her. I just didn't want anything to happen to you." MK goes quiet as I continue running my thumbs over her knuckles.

"Thank you," I whisper out to her. "I missed you," I add on. I watch MK's eyes look up before she darts them away, looking around the room. She's trying. "You added some things." I look around with her. "Yeah. It was missing some things."

I feel her eyes back on me, so I turn my head to face her. "I missed you too." I smile to her, and she returns one back. "Can I hug you?" She asks me. "Come here." I open my arms up to her, and she rushes in. She squeezes me tight, and I know it's all her worries, and apologizes leaving her body. "Thank you." She says into my neck.

"You're always welcome."

We pull apart from one another and just sit hand in hand. "Do you have plans tonight?" I ask, not knowing what to do now. "I thought this conversation was going to go on a lot longer, so no, I don't." She laughs. "Take out?" I suggest.

MK bites her lip and nods. "I'd like that." I go to get up, but she stops me. "Friends?" She asks. I give her a look because I thought the answer was obvious. "Friends." I give her a quick hug. "How about you pick the food tonight since we're at my place," I suggest. "Whatever I want?" "As long as it's not poisoned." "Damn it," She giggles as I get up and make myself tea.

As I finish up my tea, a series of knocks interrupts the calm silence MK, and I had going.

"Am I crazy, or is that the food?" "Not me." MK looks at me with a worried look. That's a little concerning.

I walk up to the door. "Hello?"

I get a muffled "hello, Y/N!" back.

Fuck I know that voice.

MK must have noticed my dejected face and body language. "Who's that?" "You'll see." I watch her give me a confused look before holding my hand up, telling her it'll be okay. I hope.

I open the door, and in the most monotone voice I can manage, I speak up. "Hello, mother."

Part 17

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syrupsyche · 7 months ago

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4, 9 and 14 for the music ask game :3

4. A song you’d put on a playlist for a character you love

Hmm lets go with Cosette for this one:

I've gotten good at making up metaphors I've gotten good at stretching the truth out of shape And all these words are sweet and meaningless You can't trust a single thing I say

Idk feels very Cosette, from when she's very young and lies to protect herself, and even to when she's older and hides from Valjean so that he remains happy. The Moon Will Sing from the same artist is also a great Cosette & Valjean song but that's probably a topic for another time...

9. A song in a language you don’t speak

Placed this on my OFEA playlist bc of the Antigone themes but it's a great song by itself!!

14. A song you love to sing along to

I don't know why but I've been hearing this song everywhere for the past few weeks and every time I've gotta sing AND dance along to it. It's ingrained in my body.

Thank you for the ask Kitty!! Sorry for getting to this late again 😭

#syrup asks

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smallishbabes · 2 years ago

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hello arah!! how are you? how's everything? how's blossom? classes? life in general? i've been busy, but everything is going great! i'm finally learning how to fly (SO FUN), and i'm still writing my thesis (slowly but surely). anyway, miss you!! <3 - cat

CATTTT MY FRIEND!! :D I missed you too! I just sent you an ask too! We’re both just so eager to see each other LOL! POGGG FLYINGGGG!!! The Catcopter dream is alive! I’m sure your thesis is gonna be amazing since you’re taking your time writing it :)

Classes are good except for my accounting professor because I realized they’re tryna weed out the accounting majors, so I’m gonna make sure I do well in that class out of spite. The rest of my professors are cool though.

I spent lots of time with Blossom when she was with me during winter break! I haven’t seen or heard from her lately, but I always miss her a lot. My other cats, Mia and Lexie, though have been very clingy to me, following me around everywhere. It’s very cute :]

Personally, I’ve been doing well albeit very busy. I got another job recently and spent all weekend working and if I wasn’t working, I was doing homework. It’s a good busy though! I usually have lots of free time so I’m glad I’m doing something productive.

#non mcyt #asks #cat 26 #so yeah life has been pretty good. tryna build good habits and stick to a routine. y’know classic ways of maintaining a healthy mindset #I’m so happy to hear you’re doing so well offline Cat :)#arah post

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wheniamamonster · 2 months ago

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Sorry I've been MIA Reasons why (if you're curious) under the cut

A friend invited me to her wedding in Bali, and I asked my parents to come with me. She then invited my bf, so he came with as well. My parents wanted to go to other places in SEA after Bali, and meet with some other relatives of mine there. So the final plan was to go to Indonesia first (meet a cousin there), then Thailand (meet a couple aunts and an uncle), Cambodia, and Vietnam (meet another aunt).

Leading up to the trip I realized I didn't want to stay in a relationship with him anymore (and have him go on the trip), but it was too late for me to break it off. But I mostly wanted to break it off cause I just wasn't interested in him anymore.

And I knew he wasn't right for me, but I didnt realize how awful he was until the trip.

Like straight out saying awful racist things in front of me. Questioning how people in SEA are able to afford 'nice' cars (since he can't). Asking me if my family can even speak English (as if the Philippines wasn't a fucking american colony). Assuming that he wouldn't have to pay for anything since I invited him. Assuming that when I was asking him for money, that the money was to pay for my parents/relatives costs instead of his own. Completely unhelpful towards my parents or any of my relatives. Like never helped my dad carry any of HIS luggage. And when the car broke down in the middle of Cambodia, wouldn't let any of us tether to his phone to get help. Would only be willing to help me (sometimes), but anytime other people were involved he would be completely uninterested. Oh and yelling/swearing at me for crossing the road without him.

The worst thing is he didn't think he did anything wrong at all during the trip. Idk if you can tell, but yes he is white. Broke up with him a couple weeks after we got back. And just been in a mood since. Idk if it's cause I'm still angry that I didn't realize how much of a shit person he is. Or because he insinuated I was cheating on him as the reason why he 'knew' we were going to break up. So fucking original of him assuming that a bi woman is cheating on him 😒🙄.

Then while this was going on, my uncle passed away from cancer. We were supposed to meet during the trip, but the cancer suddenly spread everywhere and it was terminal. So yeah, just in a weird mood lately. My mother's pressuring me to start dating again, but I'm just so uninterested in anything right now.

Ugggghhhhhhhhhhhh

#any advice is welcome #don't reblog

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dimpled-rapper-stan · 4 months ago

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Tag Game

Thank you @ifeellikeabeanie (I'm so sorry I'm 10 million years late to doing this :'3)

Rules: answer 21 questions and then tag 21 people you want to get to know better

Nicknames: Zuzu, Zu, Z, Goth GF

Zodiac sign: Scorpio

Height: I capped at 5'5"

Last movie I saw: Deadpool & Wolverine (10/10 would recommend)

Last thing I googled: small wooden easels (I was looking up the available heights to buy some)

Favorite musician: In general between Monsta X (Wonho included) and Chase Atlantic. If it's a soloist, probably Machel Montano?

Song stuck in my head: Currently it's this

Other blogs: @the-perfect-switch and @the-real-zatae (I also have some others I haven't used in decades and may or may not revive but these are currently the main active ones)

Following: 964

Followers: 281

Do I get asks: Once in a blue moon

Amount of sleep: depends on the what I have to do the next day really. On work days I try to get as much sleep as possible so I'm not foggy and grumpy at work but on weekends and holidays/vacations I become a Creature of The Night™

Lucky numbers: 14 I guess? It's my birthday

What I'm wearing: a black vest and orange shorts

Dream job: full time graphic designer, part time dancer

Favorite food: yes

Instruments played: piano

Languages: Fluent in English and Creole. Know a good bit of French and Spanish. Learning Korean, Japanese and German

Favorite songs: currently, Cotton Candy from Helluva Boss, Not Like Us - Kendrick Lamar, Uber Everywhere - Motto, Tack Back - Kes

Random fact: Apparently I do very theatrical poses in my sleep

Idk who to tag since I've been MIA for ages and most of my moots have changed urls while I've been gone so anyone who sees this can do it and just pretend I tagged you T-T <3

#sometime people tag me in things #I've been adulting and it SUCKS

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zemfruit · 2 years ago

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what have you been watching? do you have any recs yet? you want some?

I'd love some recommendations. I've been watching quite a lot (for me at least) and I'm always looking for more

my freshest ones are basically encapsulated in this post, but here's an extended version if you want to read tee hee all of them are basically recommendations

My freshest specimen is Being John Malkovich (1999) loved it. I didn't have the time to form any coherent or critical thoughts on it yet, all I have in my head is "that was so fucking cool" It was pretty absurd? Ahead of its time? I don't have the language to talk about cinema in a smart way woops (i made doodles tho)

I finished Little Miss Sunshine (2006) yesterday. A wonderful journey of failure and dealing with just that. Very optimistic, cute and heartwarming. Very flawed but lovable family. There's a gay uncle

There's Be Kind Rewind (2008), finished yesterday too. Doesn't take itself too seriously, in between the silly are very real and cool moments. Pretty light and heartwarming overall, tho the ending is kinda open-ended? pretty bittersweet imo) and like... for the whole movie i was like "do i know this woman from somewhere?" and like yeah, i sure do, it's Mia Farrow and she played Arthur's grandma in Arthur And The Minimoys

Then there's The Lobster (2015) once again, absurdist? Metaphorical? I absolutely loved the weird world (I sure as hell feel like that sometimes as an aromantic asexual) and the open-ended ending.

the only things I watched in the cinema lately were the sonic live action movies and the spiderverse movies. Honestly loved all of them.

Everything Everywhere All At Once (2022) wow. like wow. It felt... so sincere. And absurd? (do you see the pattern?) And cool. And scary, and sad and funny. It sure as hell lulls you into this being a normal movie about family drama for the first few minutes. It's still very much about family drama, don't get me wrong, but it's so much more. I do not have language necessary to express how much i love this movie.

aaand right now, at the time of writing, i am in the middle of Inherent Vice (2014). I am so confused. I did not like the first 30 minutes, i hated them. I almost fucking cried (from confusion and frustration). I had way too many questions. I came in here ABSOLUTELY blind. I was so fucking confused?? had to read the blurb, i guess it did answer some. im somewhere around 50 min mark, and i think im starting to like it? Idunno. Very conflicted (i wrote in my diary "Whomst did i learn of this movie from. I need to fucking murder them" i really do need to do just that)

and here's my to watch list!!!

back to the future trilogy, citizen kane (1941), ex machina (2014), isle of dogs (2018), nope (2022), speed racer (2008), taxi driver (1976), the french dispatch (2021), decision to leave (2022), the worst person in the world (2021), vabank (1981 and the new mario bros movie. oh and the barbie movie too. oh yeah after be kind rewind i guess arthur and the minimoys too

#txt #ask

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fullmetalscullyy · 3 years ago

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hi is the royal server open

hey anon!

it is indeed, here's the invite if you're interested

#sorry this is late #i've been v mia from like. everywhere. bc of life 🤙#but i'll hopefully be back about more often from now on!#ask #anon

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universallychaoticpan · 3 years ago

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Not just for a laugh

royal Au

connie x reader

Hi sorry I've been MIA lately- things have been wild. Anyway I'm back again after a mini hiatus and finally have time to write :) Enjoy and remember asks and requests are always open and appreciated.

The palace feats were always your favorite nights; when the wine was heavy and sweet in people's mouths and the candles all seemed to burn brighter, when your father was less a king and your mother's cheeks took on a pleasant rosy hue. You liked laughing with your friends and not needing to worry about the chastisement you normally would have received from your nurse any other nights; she was far to busy flirting with a captain across the room to pay attention to you. But even though you were past childhood, the best part of evenings like these were always the jesters.

You admired them, in a way, their faces and clothes so loud with color as they danced around the room. You liked how they made people smile, and you loved how none of them seemed to care. Their job was to be carefree, and each did it well. It was no secret that one wrong joke had costed many a jester his head, but they didn't seem to mind. You would do anything to be able to live that way. But thinking like that only made you sad and you refused to be sad on a night as lovely as this. Especially when your interest had been piqued by an unfamiliar face among the performers: a boy, about your age, with bright, laughing eyes and a mouth that fell into a smile like he could not hold it any other way. He was new to the palace, you could tell; if not by the fact that you didn't recognize him, than how he seemed to stumble over himself now and again. He played it off well, however, and it was only when they had finished that you realized you had been staring. Over the table, you felt your friend's eyes boring holes into your head as you turned, a sheepish smile on your lips as he raised a curious eyebrow.

"The jester?!"

"Calm down," you muttered, "He knows how to entertain is all."

___

"Seriously, Connie the heir? Do you know how many hoops I had to jump through to get you this job?"

Connie sighed, refusing to meet Sasha's eyes as she cleaned the paint from his face. "I know it's bad but I swear they were watching all night!"

She snorted. "Your job is to be watched remember?"

"Not like that," he shot back. "There was this weird way they were looking at me- not creepy but they didn't look away and here's the thing: I didn't want them to. For once I didn't want them to look at anyone but me."

"You're hopeless," she muttered. "You remember how you got fired from your last job? Let me remind you: ran out of your apprenticeship because the-"

"because the merchant found me flirting with his daughter," he finished.

"Exactly. And I know you; I know that look but this time it isn't some merchant in our hometown, Connie; this is the king's kid. And trust me, one foot out of line in here and he'll come for you." Finished, she put down the rag she had been using as Connie hoped off the counter.

"Guess its a good thing my job is to be totally out of line."

If he hadn't run out of the door to her room, she would have strangled him. Instead, Sasha just huffed impatiently as she pulled out the chunk of bread she had saved earlier.

"That dumbass better not get himself killed."

...

After that, you only saw each other a few times; at least, as far as you knew. Often you'd meet each other's eyes across the dinner hall, sharing a fleeting smile before you were forced to look away lest you look odd. One night, he'd been risky, pulling a rose from his jacket and presenting it to you with an exaggerated bow as the ladies around you twittered like brightly colored birds. But he saw you everywhere; when he wasn't performing, he was like any other servant. He fetched water for the kitchens and watered the horses in the stables and on good days, he could offer you a small wave as he passed you in the halls. But it seemed lady luck was on his side; the king had taken a liking to him, as had your young brother, which was how he ended up as a sort of escort to the little prince. He enjoyed it; he liked playing with your brother and making him laugh. But being so close to him meant he saw you more. And even if you didn't know it was him, you liked him. You liked his easy smile that flashed over the table when the other's simply offered a polite smile at your jokes, and liked the laughter that burst from his throat like a burst of lightening even more. And sometimes, on nights like these, when the nurse had taken your brother, he walked you back to your rooms himself.

...

"You're kidding! There's no way you got away with that!"

He crossed his chest. "Swear on your dad's crown. That batty old lady never knew the wiser and her son loved me forever for that one."

You shook your head. "Honestly, being in here sounds like nothing compared to your stories."

"C'mon, it can't be all bad. Crowns and nice clothes and good food all the time- what's not to love?"

"How about everyone in here staring at you like you're their enemy or someone to be bought? Would you believe me if I told you you have been my first real friend in years?"

His mouth fell open as you leaned against the door to your room.

"I hate it in here," you muttered. "It's cliche but its true. I've been miserable all my life because all I've ever wanted was to get out of here and not have to be anyone special. I want to be unremarkable."

He thought for a moment; about his siblings, his parents, how they would all kill for a life like yours where it seemed you had everything. And he looked at your face and saw that in your eyes that were usually so vibrant and alive just looked...tired. You looked exhausted as the shine of the evening faded from your skin and your human body lost it's expensive luster. Everything you had and all you wanted was the freedom to do what he always had done; you had the world handed to you but he was the one who had been able to explore it.

He looked at you, voice as soft as his gaze. "You'll never be unremarkable, y/n. But that doesn't mean you can't be free from all this."

And perhaps it was the warm glow of light casting his face in gentle shadows and sweetly honeyed beams or the way his hand was now so gently pressed against your own as you sat against the great oak door you should have been hidden away behind by now, but you found that you trusted him. You trusted this familiar stranger and all you wanted in the world was to believe that there was a path for you into the world you craved to meet.

///

You fell far to quickly; you put the pieces together after that and soon, you were the one cleaning his face after feasts as you chatted into the night before falling asleep with your head resting on his shoulder. You never revealed just who he was to anyone else; and he was grateful for it. You kept each other close like a secret, but one that could do no harm; you were simply laughing together when you should never have known one another. You were just overthinking the blushes on your cheeks that appeared ever so often and kept coming with all their pleasant heat as time grew long.

You were simply exchanging kisses on palms and wrists and drawing petaled vines along your arms.

It was bliss that could be no sweeter; or so you thought.

After the night of your birthday, another late night of celebrations finished and your positions on your bedroom floor taken while you passed a leftover jug of wine between you, it did. You lay on the floor, heads beside one another while your eyes spun around and around the dizzy glittering ceiling. A simple turn, the shift of your necks was all it took for you to be face to face, eyes wide open and honest. You righted yourselves, already reaching for one another without a word; the anticipation was word enough.

And when your lips finally met, it felt like a sigh had swept your body, washing you away with the careful way he kept you close and trialed his hand over your waist. You could taste the wine on his lips and he could feel the thunder of your heartbeat pacing back and forth faster and faster ad your lungs burned for air but your brain refused to let him go for a second. It was a bliss that helped you forget what you had just done; it let you believe that for once you were not royalty:

You were just someone who was falling in love.

///

Connie was humming as he strolled down the halls towards your room, a small smile on his lips; he hadn't gotten the chance to see you in a few days and all he wanted to do was talk and maybe kiss you a bit. He timed it perfectly; the guards were gone, leaving the door to your chambers un-watched. Humming to himself he slipped inside, content with how his day had gone and readying all his new stories for you when he heard the low sound of you crying. It was a sound he hated to hear; and one that was rare to him. Peering in, he found you sitting in a disheveled pile on your floor, your surroundings a mess while you tried muffling your shaking breaths with your hand.

You winced when you looked up, catching his grey eyes so intently focused on you. "Connie, I-" you sniffed, wiping your tears frantically "I wasn't expecting you-"

"What's wrong?" Even as he asked he was moving towards you, leading you to your bed and sitting you down. He let you lean into him, your head falling against the muscle of his chest. You tried not to mourn this feeling; tried not to think that this would be the very last time you would ever get to be this way with him.

"My father found out, Connie."

"Your father.." You had the same look in your eyes now, that mix of sadness and fear as you were presented with the unknown. "He found out and he lost it," you gestured all around you. "He- he promised he was going to hunt you down for what we did Connie." You gripped his shoulders then, pressing a long kiss to his mouth that stole the breath from his chest before pulling back. "You have to go before he finds you.

You have to run now."

Connie was flabbergasted. "I can't just leave you like that y/n, and I won't-"

You shook your head. "There's nothing he can do to me but you....the whole reason he found out at all was because he was coming to tell me about the marriage he had arranged for me and saw some old letters I had left out. He can't hurt me, Connie. I'm worth too much."

"So I'll just disappear and you'll live the rest of your life with some stranger?" You flinched at his tone, making regret seep into him as soon as the words had left his mouth. "Listen," he murmured, "you don't want this any more than I do." He lifted a hand to your cheek, brushing away the tears on your face. "But we don't just have to give up."

"What else is there to do?" you whispered.

"We run. Tonight. We catch a boat south and live the rest of our lives being unremarkable." The reminder of that conversation made you smile, your face lighting up for the briefest of moments before it was shadowed again.

"It won't be easy," he continued. "I won't lie. But we'll be together and-"

"Then we go."

At last your voice was certain, and though he could feel the trembles of fear in your hands when you touched him, your eyes were sure and steady. "if we're together than there's no place I won't follow you."

"Then the world is ours."

///

By dawn the next day you were gone; your room was pristine, a single piece of paper left for your parents for when they woke. You had taken only what you needed;a single pack slung over your shoulder when you'd left through the window that night. From there, it was easy; all it took was a few greased palms and some sweet talking before all you saw was sea and sky, stretching out before you in a massive, perfect canvas. Your eyes were closed, your skin rejoicing with the feel of the strong breeze and the afternoon sun as Connie's hands steadied your swaying body. You didn't know how long you would be at sea and you didn't care; the waters were calm and the wind was sweet, and not even the sun was shining brighter than your love's smile;

not even the matching bands of gold wrapped around your fingers.

#connie springer x reader #aot x reader #snk x reader #connie x reader #connie fluff #connie springer

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dreamwritesimagines · 2 years ago

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Hi honey! How's everything? So, I'm once again sending a looong ask and since I've been MIA on this fandom (yes, we're a fandom, embrace it ❤ ) I made another summary of things I wanted to highlight in the chapters I didn't feedback sooo... here you go

Chapter 31 (I know... I'm so late) “Matter of taste I suppose,” you commented. “Or lack thereof. I personally wouldn’t choose this paper but…” “There are different papers for wedding invitations?” Anthony asked and you blinked a couple of times. “Please tell me you’re jesting.” Ok but now they’re getting married this is even funnier 'cause- of course she’ll obsess over every single detail and I mean, I can’t blame her, I’d probably do the same 😂

“What? No,” Kenneth said with as much sarcasm as one could have in their voice. “Everyone knows rivalry just makes men want something less and give up. Just look at the whole human history.” Ok, this is random but as I read it Kenneth’s voice in my head was Jamie Campbell Bower's voice (I may or may not be obsessed with the whole cast of Stranger Things, so maybe that’s why), as I said it's random and totally unimportant but I wanted to share

Chapter 32 “But Lucie heard from a valet that a lord said if I kept going like this, I was going to come across as—” You pulled your brows together, trying to remember. “Um, intimidating. Apparently one of his friends was going to propose but he said I struck fear in his heart purely because I already turned down two suitors.” Oh, the Medusa foreshadowing, Dream you lovely minx ❤

“A siren.” You bit down on your lip, then shook your head. “No. I did consider it though.” Gotta say I missed him calling her that, wonder if he'll do it again anytime soon, maaaybe in a spicy situation, just sayin' 😏

Extra Scene 12 “But,” Lady Danbury added as a thought hit her and she raised her brows at him. “I trust that love didn’t make you forget about your responsibilities Lord Bridgerton; she’s not going to be too fond of your presence before marriage.” One comment and one only, I DOUBT IT. She'll definitely be too fond of his- presence, right 😈

Chapter 33 “I have no idea why I’m here,” Kenneth murmured and Hugh shrugged his shoulders. “You hate poetry already, I figured you’d need an actual reason why.” “I was under the impression you and I got along well Hugh,” Kenneth pointed out, making you bit down on a smile. “Why do you want to torture me?” You caught the small glimmer in Hugh’s eyes as he shot him a grin. “Because it’s fun to torture you,” he said and Cecily exchanged glances with you. I'm sorry but I don't think we talked enough about how these two were flirting SHAMELESSLY in front of EVERYONE like- this whole exchange it's the embodiment of "GET A ROOM" 🔥

Chapter 34 “Speaking of sisters, where’s Iona?” you asked him. “I can’t see anyone with a Luna mask.” Ok but this, this right here, I've been wanting to comment on this for weeks now but I didn't have the time before but nooow... Seriously, a Luna mask, LUNA- like in Lucie + Iona... I'm dying and the cause is fluffness. 💖 Also totally sure my girls did the do, once again people getting laid everywhere, at least now it's only a matter of time before Chérie gets her turn, thank you very much

Ok I'm not even gonna highlight one part of the proposal because everything about it was perfection. Him saying he lost his mask the day they met. The dancing. Him getting down on one knee. The I love you.

“But I can see now why it wasn’t difficult for me to control my heart, because all these years you had it with you, an ocean away from me,” he said. SERIOUSLY MY HEART ❤

“After you, Lady Bridgerton.” I'M DEAD

I mean, first a love token and dozens of flowers and now this whole proposal at a masquerade. THIS IS ANOTHER LEVEL OF ROMANCE, DREAM, DO YOU REALIZE THE STANDARD YOU'RE PUTTING?

Extra Scene 13 Only one thing to say and it's this... Bridgerton Clan + Celias = Perfection. The chaos- amazing, you nail it every time.

Chapter 35 Someone already said it but I want to reiterate. Elias is giving SUCH Ross Geller vibes, I can't- it's too hilarious I love this golden retriever boy in any mood😂❤

“Anthony?” “Yes darling?” I fucking love whenever these two lines come up because it sounds so natural, like they've been together for years, it's so sweet 💕

You were beginning to think that you would be spending your marriage just kissing him and you would be happy with it. Oh yeah kissing, right. I mean, that's how it starts... 🔥😈😏

“Thank you father.” I need more of this, thank you

“Only three and a half weeks.” Ok I must ask, how long will it be for us though?

Extra Scene 14 “I’ve never loved anyone more in my entire life,” Anthony said. “I’ve never wanted anything more than being with her. I’m not going to put her through that hell, because she is the embodiment of my heaven. So trust me, by hook or by crook I will be with her, regardless of your opinion or your approval.” The bar, it keeps getting higher and higher, I needed to lower my standards Dream, you're making it difficult ❤😂

Wow, it's a monster of an ask, sorry about that, love you, can't wait for the next one! ❤❤❤

Omg Gabrielle honeeey you're going to make me cryyyy, you're so sweet! ❤❤

Aaaaaa I'm so excited! ❤❤❤

Chapter 31:

Oh you're absolutely right! ❤ Like, the preparations for that wedding will be actual chaos 😂

Omg I've first seen that actor on Will and he was such a great Marlowe, the way he delivered a certain line is still in my mind to this dayyyy! ❤

Chapter 32:

I love foreshadowing so much! 😏

He will one hundred percent call her that very soon 😏 It'll be fuuuun! 😈😏

Extra Scene 12:

Oh she will be very....very fond of his presence especially after the wedding 😏

Chapter 33:

I think both Kenneth and Hugh have such flirty personalities that they literally can't even help themselves whenever they're around each other, no matter who's around 😂

Chapter 34:

LUNA! LUNA MASK OMG YOU NOTICED THAT DETAIL!😍😍 That was totally intentional😍

The proposal part was so fun! ❤❤ And awww I'm glad you found it romantic as well! ❤

Extra Scene 13:

Can you imagine the CHAOS when Cherie starts living there? 😂

Chapter 35:

Awwww that's so cuuuute, I've never thought about it that way until now, you're right! ❤😍

She will enjoy kissing and moreeee😏

Oh that's a good question! So we're going to have chapter 36 today, and chapter 38 is the wedding chapter and it'll be a huge HUUUUGE chapter, the longest chapter so far 😂

Extra Scene 14:

But that's a good sign! 😂❤

Honeeey, never apologize for that, I LOVE LONG ASKS SO MUCH😍 Thank you so so much for this, you're amazing! ❤❤❤

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