#Nooe ask

[nopekaat]

UHMMM HELLO PRECIOUS HEART

saw that you wouldn't mind random questions so here are mine 🥰

what your favorite otps in witcher? 👀 fave fics on them??

how did you get in this fandom?

ANDDD adore your art, ur art style is AMAZING love ya bye <3

✨Hellooooooo ✨

Thanks a lot for it hehe :’)

My favourite otps are Geralt/Yennefer (1), Geralt/Yennefer/Jaskier (2) but especially because of the show hehe 😉 and on the same level : Geralt/Jaskier only and Geralt/Regis !

Since I’m still reading the books I don’t read any fanfic ! The incapacity to read multiples thing at the same time is huge 😭 same for games or series hehehe

I got into the fandom in 2016 when the game came ! It’s one of the first rpg game I played in my life and it was love at first sight hehe 🫢 so since then I’m obsessed with it !!

And THANK YOU SO MUCH HEHE 😭♥️ I saw your likes and reblogs hehe it means a lot !!!

[justhellacesome]

cant believe they let me as a young child do whatever i did as a young child. its just ridiculous with how much they let me get away with. i cant imagine kids that age now doing the same why did they just let me do it, i dont understand

[tblsomedoodles]

I jsut love how CJ's entire context for the Seers having powers is because the Apocalypse had an apparently very wild amd bustling rumor mill xD

Like... you'd think they'd be too busy trying to survive for gossip or that CJ wouldn't really get involved since he is literally a member of the Leaders' family, inner circle, and their student and protégé but nooe apparently not!

lol yeah. I mean, sure, they're trying to survive, but the people need some sort of distraction. And without much tv or physical media to fill that, they probably resort to a lot of verbal story telling, or running the rumor mill lol. After all, what better stories are there than just repeating the weird stuff their leaders get up to : )

And i don't thing anyone went out of their way to tell CJ these rumors (unless he specifically asked them), he just liked to listen in on them b/c his favorite topic was the turtles and that's what they're talking about lol.

Thank you!

lol pretty much! Even in the apocalypse, people like to talk : ) i think Family Web and Seer Twins have the most active rumor mills, but the adopteds definitely have their own as well lol. (i have not broached the subject of apocalypse timeline for the imaginary friends au yet. It has one, probably with a rumor mill as well, but oh boy do i not want to get into that quite yet.)

Thank you!

[monstrousfemale]

27 for the spotify wrapped thingy... <3

Oh nooes I did 27 here <3

I'll do you #72 so I don't leave you hanging 💖 Continuing my angst train... I belong in jail

Going through the motions comes easy for Steve. It’s all he’s ever known. Life throws stuff his way, he sucks it up. 

So it comes as a great surprise to himself that when the world doesn’t end, he doesn’t quite know what to do with himself anymore. Everyone is busy, shuffling all around him like ants crawling out of the anthill. Steve feels broken. He doesn’t know which way to go. Around him, Nancy leaves for college, then Robin does too. Around him, Eddie graduates high school. Around him, the kids are settling into their own. Around him, Hawkins is rebuilding, picking up where it left off before the ground literally broke apart under everyone’s feet. 

But Steve is stuck. He finds himself drinking too much, and feeling lonely, so he isolates himself from the few people left behind to keep him company. He hates himself. He finds himself driving aimlessly, and not answering calls. He hates himself. He drives Dustin to school, and he goes to work. Steve Harrington hates himself. 

He’s starting to accept that this is his life now, it only hurts this much right now, when Eddie starts popping up out of the woodwork.

Eddie drops by at Family Video, rents an obscene amount of movies, forces Steve to come around to watch them with him. He shows up to pick Dustin up from school even though everyone knows that’s Steve’s thing, so Eddie abandons his van at the school parking lot and joins them. Eddie calls shotgun, but still lets Dustin take the front seat. He sits in the middle seat in the back, leans way into the front, over the gearshift, to poke at Steve’s radio. He speaks too loudly into Steve’s only good ear. 

For a bit, Steve doesn’t catch on. He doesn’t realize it’s on purpose, can’t conceptualize that anyone could care this much… Until one day when everything feels fucking miserable, and he picks Dustin up with a frown etched into his face, and then by the time he comes home, Eddie is sitting on his front steps, six-pack in hand. 

Part of Steve wants to be mad. Part of him wants to yell at them for going behind his back and discussing the state of his shit. But all of Steve needs this. All of Steve has been alone for so fucking long, and for once in his life there’s a presence that’s constant and warm and good. And he doesn’t want to give that up, his own pride be damned. 

He doesn’t ask Eddie to come around when the whole universe seems to be ready to suck him out of existence, doesn’t ask for anything really. But when Eddie shows up unannounced, unsolicited, just seems to sense Steve’s miserable from across town… Well. He doesn’t tell him to go away, either.

And it’s all going well, Steve feels like shit way less often than usual, in fact he might even be starting to feel almost back to normal, when the worst happens. Steve looks at Eddie on his passenger seat, and Eddie looks at him. 

Eddie says, “eyes on the road, sweetheart”. 

Steve grips the steering wheel, and focuses his gaze on the road ahead. A horrifying thought consumes his mind. 

Oh no, I’m falling in love.

[disneyanddisneyships]

Please write the beef between andrealphus and furcalor

Like just them insulting each other or smth

Oh...... I kinda had an idea for it but oki.

It's gonna be short....

"Furcalor,"

"Andrealphus,"

The two demons greeted each other at the party being hosted by Stella at the castle.

"Kill any fun lately?" Andre asked.

"Nooe. Just some worthless men. Have you ever wanted to be on a boat? I could help if you want," Furcalor replied.

"You won't be killing me on a boat any te soon, witch," Andrealphus stated.

"Hm. That's too bad. Hell could use a good royal death to broadcast. A shame it won't be yours," Furcalor muttered as she took a sip of her drink.

"Fuck off," Andrealphus hissed.

"Eat a dick," Furcalor shot back before walking away to get another drink.

[mrsakanes]

hello! hope ur doing well!

just wanted to ask if u take requests

hey! and i do fine, i hope you do and nooe i dont do comms yet💜

[imnameim]

I only saw the beginning of the live so I didn’t know, but those steaks look almost entirely RAW WHAT ARE THEY DOING 😫😫😫

CHAOS AT ITS FINEST. no but really like kihyun only ate the corner of his kyun kept eating his steak they give me too much anxiety like jdjdjd they should've.looked at the steak and said "somethings not right this is RED RED" maybe they like steak like that..... idk 😭😭 djsn

[alwaysxyou]

Yes holy shit what do the rainbow hearts mean?!?!

me for once trying to not get my hopes up but them being sky high anyways

[jjmaybanksbaby]

Right In Front of You | JJ Maybank

request from @maybanksmainhoe “jj and y/n like each other but they don't know the other one likes them back so jj tries replacing y/n with another girl and y/n gets sad”!!!

a/n: i got so excited about the potential for angst with this prompt so i hope you all enjoy that. also this is gonna be a jj x [her name] piece which was so fun to write!!!

•••

Noor rolled her eyes as she watched JJ slip into the chateau with his third girl of the week. The party around them was still very alive considering it was nearing 2am but her and Kie had taken up residence lounging in the hammock, observing the surroundings.

Noor shifted closer to Kiara, resting her head on Kie's shoulder.

"You know if you just told him how you felt, you could stop burning holes in the back of his head with that glare," Kie said, breaking the comfortable silence they had been sitting in.

Noor sighted quietly. She knew Kiara meant it out of love. She just wanted her best friends to be happy but it wasn't that simple. Noor knew there was no good way to tell JJ about her feelings without messing up the whole friendship.

Besides, no pogue on pogue macking. That was like rule number one. Always.

Kiara yawned and turned to look at Noor. "Wanna sleepover at my house since..." she waved her hand in the direction of the chateau and whatever JJ was doing in there.

"Please." Noor replied.

...

JJ had brought his newest girl to The Wreck. She was sitting in the pogues corner booth, acting like it was the most mundane thing ever.

What the f, Noor thought.

She got up and wandered back into kitchen to find Kiara.

“He seriously thought it would be okay to bring her here without asking any of us,” Noor started, watching Kiara chop up some onions and throw them into a skillet.

“Can you watch that please?” Kiara asked, disappearing into the walk-in freezer for a moment to grab a bag of shrimp.

“He’s such an asshole.” Noon continued. “I can’t even look at him.”

Kie paused and turned to look at Noor. “So you’re in love with him?” Kie asked.

“What?” Nooe said, getting defensive. “No, no. No Kie.”

“Oh give it up, Noor. This isn’t just a silly crush. It’s obviously you’ve been harboring some real feelings for JJ for a while now. That’s why you’re so pissed that he’s parading this new girl around in front of you.”

Noor opened her mouth to say something but Kie wasn’t finished.

“And, for the record, it’s pretty fucking obvious that he likes you too. I’ve known JJ longer than you and he didn’t start bringing girls around till you showed up. He’s making you jealous Noor. So for the love of God, will one of you two just tell the other how you feel?”

Noor’s jaw dropped at Kie’s outburst. She was usually the most level headed one of the group.

“I...” Noor started. “Yeah, okay. I’ll talk to him tomorrow. I’m gonna go home now. I love you.” Noor gave Kiara a side hug before slipping out of the kitchen.

She walked out The Wreck without glancing toward JJ and the girl sitting at the pogues’ table. Noor was halfway across the parking lot when she heard JJ call out her name. She turned to face time and he was quickly closing the gap between them.

“Noor,” he said, repeating her name. “Where are you going?”

Noor crossed her arms in front of her body instinctively. “Home,” she said. “I’m not super interested in lunch and a show.” Her eyes glanced back up to the restaurant, nervous the other girl make walk out at any moment.

JJ scoffed at Noor’s comment. “Why are you being like this? I thought you and Kie would like having another girl in the group.”

“Oh, so she’s a permanent fixture now?” Noor shot back.

“I don’t know. Maybe.” JJ replied.

“Great. Good to know.” Noor spun on her heel and started to walk away again but JJ grabbed her wrist to stop her.

“I swear JJ-” Noor began but JJ pulled her into him and pressed his lips to hers cutting her off.

Noor kissed him back hesitate at first but soon her hands were in his hands, on his arms, cupping his face, keeping him close to her.

Noor jumped back from him suddenly when she heard a loud ‘whoop’ come from the other end of the parking lot. John B and Kie were standing in the doorway of the restaurant, their hands in the air in celebration.

“I told you.” Kie yelled. “I told you it would work out.”

JJ’s laugh filled the air.

“So you do like me back?” Noor asked, feeling her face heat up as she blushed.

“Was that not clear or should I kiss you again?” JJ said.

“You should probably just kiss me again to make things extra clear.” Noor replied and JJ’s lips landed on hers, making the butterflies in her stomach take flight once again.

[saraville]

i asked a friend last night if tanjiro and inosuke ends up together and he said no. and i said 'but they gaaay'. and he said 'yeaah but nooe'. and i go to tumblr and there's a freaking tag! and i've said it before but i'll say it again

friends don't make friends frizzy/giddy

[dewitty1]

Hey, earlier I sent you an ask about the fic I am trying to find and @lostdrarryfics suggested it could be I open at close by drarrymehome, but i fear that it isn't the one I am looking for! I thought i should let you know . Thank you for your time :)

previous ask

Oh nooes, since it seems to have many of the elements in your ask ( I read through it again after they suggested it). I'm sorry if it's not exactly it. No worries about asking for help. I don't mind.

I hope you can find the fic you're looking for! Good luck!

[littlewitty]

sis it took me actual MINUTES to figure how to send asks on computer,YES ALL THAT FOR SOMETHING THAT AINT EVEN FUNNY BUT I THOUGHT U MIGHT LIKE THE SPAM

nOOE

[disneyanddisneyships]

Deena's first time celebrating her birthday with the found family

AHHH YES.

Ella and Mia sat there in shock. Deena looking back at them, eyebrow raised.

"I'm sorry, you've never had a birthday party?!" Ella asked, eyes wide.

Deena shrugged.

"Its not traditional where im from," she replied.

"Nooe. No. That's changing. Come on. We're all spending your birthday together," Mia stated as she got up and grabbed deena's hand, dragging her out of the room as ella followed close behind them.

Hours later the group sat at the dining table in the castle, Deena at the head of the table.

The bright pink party hat contrasted her grey chin and high cheekbones.

The cake was decorated like the ocean. It was chocolate sea salt.

"Happy birthday to youuuuuu!" The group finished singing.

"Now you blow out the candles and make a wish!" Eve exclaimed.

Deena raised an eyebrow before taking a deep breath and blowing out all the the candles, being careful not to go full on siren at the group and make them fly across the room.

Eve cut into the cake. Ella and eve served it.

As everyone ate, Deena looked around, a small smile on her face.

She had a family.

[jokidden]

Cole is such a weird little bean and misunderstood so often. At skyhold people complain all the time about missing stuff and rotting plums and what not and i let him do it and have fun but the daggers? This man finally found his dagger among a million other daggers so i asked cole what the hell and he said its safer for them there and im like why would anyone want to protect daggers?? This is the biggest nonsens ever.

Until im walking in the yard and randomly pass two women talking about how uneasy they are because so many soldier here have nothing to do and soldiers often turn violent when they have nothing to do and just the other day there were two of them arguing and one was already reaching for his weapon but thank the maker he didnt have his dagger with him!

And suddenly all those horded daggers make sense. Cole put them somewhere safe so nooe would use them for harm theyre safer there for other people's sake because he does help in his little invisible ways just has a hard time articulating what he is doing. Its like asking a native speaker to explain gammar to you. Its easy for them to use it they do it all the time but you ask them how and suddenly have no idea how to explain it to you.

I im sorry little man. I wont doubt you agan.

[beastenraged]

I don't know if you follow Novayon's vlogs on YouTube; he does "cool little details in KH" series. Today he did his first details video for KHII and mentioned that 1. Zexion's grave is marred in the WTNW so as to keep his weapon secret and 2. Zexion is the only CoM character to not cameo on Luxord's deck in II. This made me think of how you implied Zexion was seen as lesser in MOOP because of his age at the time of the Norting. Thoughts?

Oh nooes, you’ve opened up my box of Zexion feelings! Here, have a ficlet full of my thoughts on lost childhoods and broken graves. Er, maybe this is more general Nobody feels? Under the cut, but hopefully not too terribly long!

Organization XIII is not kind to children. 

It is kind to no one but young children in particular are vulnerable. Especially children with no Keyblades to make them valuable. 

Useful is the byword and one that will haunt survivors forever. But that is later and this is now. 

Now, there is a newly named Zexion. Too small, too short, not quite grown into the magic his future self will wield, barely aware of his own illusions. 

He is the weakest and he knows it. They all know it. 

They are all drowning, each and every one of them. Is that really an excuse in the end, when those grown walked down that path?

Only the children are truly innocent in this, and they are doomed too. 

There is no room for kindness when you’re drowning. 

Only to grab and snatch and take others down with you. 

(It’s a miracle they don’t all slaughter each other, those first few months.)

(A miracle or overwhelming fear of the strongest among them. Their new Superior.)

There is no room for children here, so the children that exist grow as quickly as they can, forcing themselves into larger shapes that might kindly be considered “adulthood.”

Saix grows strong and wide, much like the Berserkers whose blades mimic his own. Muscle for an oversized sword, muscle to catch up to the larger Organization members. Axel goes spinely and crumpled, an Assassin without the extra spikes. Pale and thin and tear-dropped, a clowning corpse much like Xigbar or Vexen.

For Zexion, all he wants (needs) is height. Taller taller, so none may mistaken him for a child anymore. 

(It’s a question, later, if these former children would have grown into these same heights and builds as Somebodies. A question that can never be answered, for those children were lost a long time ago.)

Yet in the end, childhood memories serve as the most powerful force of all. For Zexion grows, but never taller than any of the adults that have always surrounded him.

How can he imagine it, when that’s the way it’s all been for him?

When he’s no teen already in the process of growing, when growth is something alien and strange to him? When he has always been the shortest? 

So Zexion grows, matures, but in the strange ways Nobodies do. 

His magic grows strong, as do his illusions. Useful, useful, useful. 

They won’t leave him behind now, with everything he can offer. 

For now, he is safe. As safe as anyone ever is, in this nest of horrors. 

(Is anyone really safe, when the definition of “useful” is a nebulous ever-changing thing?)

That is, until that ill-fated mission at Castle Oblivion. 

Vexen, Lexaeus, Zexion, Larxene, Marluxia...

They die. They disappear without bodies, as all Nobodies do. 

Leave nothing behind because they don’t exist. 

Life goes on. Worlds do not stop turning, plots do not stop spinning, for death. 

Especially for the death of Nobodies. 

No one mourns. Especially not those who spent over a decade in the company of a certain few. But that’s not exactly true. 

It’s true in that should one ask any Nobody about it, they will claim not to miss them and they will not be lying. Not directly. 

It’s not true in that is how it really is, the reality of it. 

Mourning builds, in short and increments, for Xaldin. Much like his grudge against lovers and romance, his grief becomes a raging storm weeks after the first exposure. 

Unleashing its dreadful form in the midst of the Proof of Existence.

Where the only sign that these Nobodies ever existed remains. As fitting its name. 

Xaldin, as he always does, goes to cold rage first to unleash the storm within. A well-used tool, one that he would deny exists but exists nonetheless. 

(A double-edged sword, rage. Perhaps there’s a reason Xemnas seeks out his closest subordinates in those who fall prey to it most easily.

It’s easier to bring down prey that’s already bleeding out from self-inflicted wounds.)

When he’s aware again, panting for breath he doesn’t need, the marking stones (not graves, never graves) are destroyed. 

A punishment and a penance at once, to repair the damages later on. 

Xaldin fixes everything. 

Everything but the grave of the Cloaked Schemer.

That, he leaves. 

(His chest burns and hurts too much to finish the job.)

As for Luxord and his cards, that’s tricky yet dreadfully simple at the same time. See, the Nobody patterns his cards whichever way he desires, though the simplest is that of the faces he’s seen most recently. 

But if he wants, if he’s in the mood to, Luxord can make a card’s face be that of one he hasn’t seen for months. 

But for two exceptions. 

First is Zexion. His illusions are tricky at the best of times and though Luxord does not hundred percent know that’s the reason he can’t place Zexion’s face on his cards later, he’s sure enough to bet on that being the case. 

Second is the girl(?) with no face. Because how can you put a face on a card if you’ve never seen it? 

[angeldolanx]

Chapter 23. /- treat yourself/

01.03.'20

"You need to tell everything" said Corinna probably the 5th times today. I felt bad for not spending as much time with her like before, so I thought we could have a little girly day. We went to get our lash extensions done first, and later went to a restaurant for launch.

" What do you wanna hear?" I asked while we sat in the restaurant's balcony and read the menu to try to pick something for myself.

"First are you together? Like official?"

"No, I mean I don't know. We never said we are a couple, but we act like it" I replied that made her frown her brows. " I am gonna be gone in less then a year Corinna, maybe it's gonna be easier if it's not official or I don't know. It's hard" I sighed.

"A million and one people lives in a long distance relationship even from their husbands. It can work" she shook her head.  "Of course it's not gonna be easy, but I think you two can work it out. "

"We will see I guess."

Our depressing conversation thank god was interrupted by the waiter who took our orders. I hate that I always need to worry about something in every single one of my life stages. I can't wait for the moment when I live with my husband in a happy relationship while I am pregnant in our home somewhere and I don't need to worry about whats gonna happen in a year or two.

Everytime I thought about the end of the year, when I am gonna go home, I wanted to stop the time and didn't wanted to realize that the weather is started to get warmer as we went to the spring. I don’t even wanna think about how fast time can go and all I’m gonna realize soon is that it’s summer and there is the winter when I leave everything here. I always tried to not talk about it to anyone, and even if I thought about it I tried to distract myself. It was easier like this.

"When you first mentioned Grayson as a "celebrity crush" I've never have thought that he is gonna be your almost boyfriend a year later" grinned Corinna and took a sip from his limonade.

"I secretly hoped" I bit my lip, while my eyes moved from Corinna to the streets behind her. I saw myself from one year ago on those streets, I was so lost and didn't know what's the future is gonna bring. She would probably look at my today self as I laugh carefree in a restaurant's balcony and be jealous as hell. " You know I always love to get what I want."

" You need to teach me this" she laughed.

"You should be more confident first. The boys love that, and the girls gonna hate you for that " I said. I really thought this is the case though for real. I realized when I started to take care of myself and of my body it had a good impact on my life. I hate hearing things from teenagers like, omg I hate myself, I am ugly or anything. I never in my life said the word ugly to myself, I love myself way too much to say that and no one should do it either. If you don't love yourself first nooe can either. You need to accept how you look and then show the word how unique and beautiful you are. No not perfect, but beautiful. And it's not about weight, height or hair or skin color. It's about you.

After we finished our lunch we ended up going to the mall. We looked around in a few shops and bought some things, since the spring and summer was already on our neck. Every time there is a gap between meeting Corina I always realize why is she my best friend. Maybe if she wasn't here, I would have never end up with Grayson and my life would be a lot more boring in general. I was glad she was in my life.

Our last destination was a Victoria's Secret store. Corinna already teased me for even coming here, but I just tried to handle her and say I only wanna see the Pink sanction for some lounge wear to the house. Her grin was not even surprising when I ended up at the sexy lingerie section after the hoodies were in my hands.

" Is the prince has a  specific desire?" asked Corinna jokingly.

"I buy this for myself, you fool " I rolled my eyes. I didn't even wanna mention that her sentence made me remember that Gray's favorite lingerie color is red, so I looked in that direction more. When I found a really cute and scandalous two peace and searched for my size, I gave my stuff to Corinna and went to the dressing room with it in my hand.

I really liked how the lingerie fit me, after I put it on and looked at  myself in the mirror. It had enough push up to make my boobs look bigger and rounder, and since the whole thing was lace, from close not much left to the imagination either on the high waisted thongs, but maybe enough to Grayson to make his imagination move around a bit. So with these thoughts in my mind I picked up my phone from my bag and stepped in front of the mirror. I pushed my hips slightly to the side, squeezed my stomach in and placed the other hand in my hair that I throw to one side. After I took a few picture I dressed up and I ended up sitting down in the dressing room to pick my favorite photo, that I could send to him.

Me: I like this set :) - I added the innocent massage next to it and bit my lip as I pressed the send button. I ended up putting my phone in my bag and was not even surprised on Corinna's angry look, because she needed to wait for me so much. I just took my stuff from his hands and went to the cashier with her on my side.

We spent the whole day walking around, it was not surprised that we ended up tired a bit so from the shop we went straight to Corinna's car.

While she concentrated to driving I took my phone again and opened Grayson's massage to my photo.

Grayson: how many times do you wanna cum today?

His massage made my stomach flip and I needed to press my thighs together while I tried to hold back my giggle. I bit my lip to cover that stupid grin on my face, and shook my head because of his crazy massage.

Me: since I sleep at Corinna's today, ew none - I replied since I promised her that this whole day is hers without boys.

Grayson: i hope you wish i was in you right now, angel

First I just saw the massage but then when the picture popped up I thought, fuck it, I am coming over for an hour. For real though, his massage and the picture sent tingling feeling all over my body. He really knew how to hit back because of my picture. He looked like a fucking goddess, and even the thought that he was sweaty from working out but he probably would look like this after a few hours with me in the bedroom too, made me really wish to sleep in his house today instead of Corinna's.

"God, M" said suddenly Corinna.

"Hm?"

"I need a man he makes me grin on my phone like you now " she looked at me.

"Shut up. How do you know I'm not texting to i don't know, my mom?"

"Probably because it's in the middle of the night in Hungary and I am sure you are not blushing from your mom's massages" she laughed.

"I am not" I giggled and checked myself in the car's mirror to make sure my foundation covered my red face well. "I don't know what you are talking about" I added when I saw everything is fine and the coverage saved me from getting caught.

"I fucking know you" she rolled her eyes and just shook her head while laughed at me for not admitting that she was right. I was glad he didn't saw Gray's massages.

Me: fuck..i wish - I replied to Grayson and ended up putting my phone away before anything else happens. I didn't wanted to talk about it more with Corinna either.

We planned that our night is gonna be a lazy chilling night. We watched a movie, but we basically didn't even payed attention because we kept talking next to our glass of rose. We really needed to catch up in a lot of things even though we always talked on the phone every day, but it was not the same.

Our night turned a bit crazy probably around two am when we got tipsy and went down in our pjs to in front of Corinna's house, where were a playground with a swing. It was probably ten years ago when I set in a swing the last time, but I really enjoyed how the wind caught my hair when I pushed myself away. That's why I loved being around Corinna. I never had to control myself, I just knew I can do anything, she is gonna understand it and probably do the same thing. We completed each other and I was really grateful for her stepping into my life. There was a phase in my life when I haven't really had real friends. I've had a lot of buddys, but I felt like if i would be in trouble the only people I could have called is my family. Now I know the error wasn't in me, I just didn't searc in the right place.

"Are you in love, like for real?" she asked now in a more serious voice. I smiled and slowed down with my swing till we both stopped and just sat next to each other while we talked.

" I am really into him. It's crazy " I giggled.

" It's fine, I am happy for you. You really deserve it finally."

"It's just new and weird. I don't need to play around and I just know he loves me and I never experienced anything like this " I replied. The light smile never faded from my face every time I thought about him and I wished he would be in front of me just to give him a big hug. Only a few days went since we saw each other, but I already felt like I started to miss him. We loved that both of us had their own life, we don't spent every single day together and still had time to everyone else around us.

"The strong and independent M, who is now melting from a boy. Who would've thought?" 

- treat yourself√