#Rachel Writes things

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Rachel's SxF Ao3 Masterlist

Just to keep things kinda organized. Honestly, the easiest place to find all of this is on My Ao3 in the first place, but I'll link it here for convenience! ❤️

If you are curious as to how I feel about certain things pertaining to my work, please see THIS post! My inbox is also open for any questions (and you can do so Anonymously if you wish!)

One-Shots

The Art of Lipstick Complete (TwiYor)

Amnesia Full Fic In Progress (Forger Family)

Ledgers and Reports Complete (Sylvia Sherwood & Forger Family)

White Roses Complete (Matthew McMahon & Yor Forger)

Strawberry Ice Cream Complete (Franky Franklin & Anya Forger)

What D'You Say We Make It True Complete (Anya Forger/Ken)

In The Downpour Complete (Twilight/Thorn Princess)

Oblivious Complete (Twilight & Yor Forger)

Coming Home Complete (TwiYor)

Deer in the Headlights Complete (TwiYor)

Fading Ink Complete (Loid & Yor Forger)

Glad You're Here Complete (Damian Desmond & Anya Forger)

Just This Once... Complete (Twilight & Yor Forger)

Heroes Always Get Married in the COOLEST Ways! Complete (Loidman/Yorticia, Anya & Becky)

Just a Kiss Complete (TwiYor)

The Way to a Man's Heart (Not through his ribs) Complete (TwiYor)

Side by Side and Locked in Tight Complete (Anya Forger/Ken)

All For Naught Complete (Yor Forger & Yuri Briar companion to Complicity)

Complicity Complete (TwiYor companion to All for Naught)

Don't Forget to Lock the Door Complete (Loid/Yor/Franky)

Little Black Number Complete (Yor Forger & Melinda Desmond)

Inferno Complete (Chloe & SSS First Lieutenant & Yuri Briar)

Throwing Away Fate (Just to Keep You Safe) Complete (Franky Franklin/Original Male Character)

Freestanding Multichaps

In the Rain Complete (Forger Family)

A Moment of Weakness Complete (Loid Forger & Melinda Desmond)

Floodgates In Progress with the lovely @creativwit CW: Graphic Violence (Franky/OC, TwiYor)

Hanahaki Series CW: vomiting

7 Minutes in Heaven Complete (Cecil Hall Gang + Bill + Ken) written with @sister-cna-reader @cambot77 @strangeduckpaper and @creativwit

Flowers and Thorns Complete (TwiYor)

Pink Sakura Complete (Anya/Ken)

Bruises Series

Yor's Bruise Complete (Yor Focus)

Loid's Bruise Complete (Twilight Focus)

Dreams of Staying Series (Reveal)

Out of Routine Complete (TwiYor + Forger Family)

His Cuts, Her Cuts Complete (TwiYor)

Get My Heart Soft Into Sinking Complete (Yor Forger & Matthew McMahon)

Fighting the Heart Series

Snake with Blue Eyes Complete (TwiYor)

We Never Knew Complete (Anya & Yor + TwiYor)

Sleeping With The Telephone In Progress! (Forger Family + TwiYor)

Love Found, Love Lost Series

Just Another Day (in Learning How to Love You) Complete (Twilight & Yor Forger)

Oh Your Smile (Brightens My Life) Complete TW: Contains Major Character Death (Anya Forger & Ken)

Gone Rogue Complete (Sylvia Sherwood & Fiona Frost)

Briar Rose On Hiatus (Thorn Princess & Twilight, Yor Forger & Matthew McMahon)

Weapons Series (Reveal/Post Reveal-Pre Relationship)

Hypothetically... Complete (TwiYor)

Calibration and Titration Complete (TwiYor)

Weapons (On You, On Me) Complete (TwiYor)

Your Spare Blade Complete (TwiYor)

Rendezvous Complete (Sylvia Sherwood & Matthew McMahon)

Crosslegged in the Dim Light Complete (TwiYor)

Starlight Sky Series (Myth Au)

The Soldier and His Sun Complete TW: Contains Major Character Death (Roland & Loid Forger)

Beyond Sun and Moon Complete (Misc friendships + TwiYor)

Doubt Creeps In Complete (TwiYor)

Soothing Rays Complete (TwiYor)

New Moon Blues Complete (TwiYor + Anya)

[chlorine-tangerine]

Coriolanus Snow and Toxic Masculinity

I haven't seen many posts about this, but something about Coriolanus' progression and how he sees masculinity really stood out to me. (spoilers for The Ballad of Songbirds and Snakes)

In the last chapter after his fall out with Lucy Gray, Coryo returns to the base and starts packing to leave for D2. He brought some of his personal items along with him into the woods and we see what's left of it after the rain:

The lake water had reduced his mother’s rose-scented powder to a nasty paste, and he threw the whole thing in the trash. The photos stuck together and shredded when he tried to separate them, so they went the way of the powder. Only the compass had survived the outing.

Three items are mentioned: his mother's powder, his photos, and his father's compass. The circle of powder is a symbol for comfort and unconditional love (something I don't think he's capable of but that's not the topic at hand), and while there is a picture of his dad among those photos, most of them were of his mother, Grandma'am, and Tigris. It's interesting to note that he was essentially raised by women after the war. I see the powder and the photos as symbols of femininity, humanity, and something along those lines. However, he threw those things away, as if giving up his ability to love and feel emotions.

The only item he kept was the compass from his dad whom he never knew very well and didn't like very much, but otherwise respected. The compass points him to a new direction of life, where he can be "iron-fisted and cruel" (epilogue). He chose to embrace a symbol for a type of masculinity that is cold, heartless, but powerful, which would be his ultimate goal.

What do you think? Is it a stretch? Let me know, I'm starved for discussions over this book.

[red2007]

The temperatures that had been dipping below zero for the last week had finally crept close to thawing and she wondered, as she crunched her way through the slushy snow why the park was so empty. Ever since she’d entered near 95th she hadn’t seen a soul, quick scurries of winter snow covered squirrels foraging through the frosty crystals. Not a person in sight as far as the eye could see. It was eerie, the silence. The calm. The loneliness.

After 2 years without him she’d assumed she’d be used to it. Tightening her scarf, securing her beanie against the glacial Manhattan wind she wondered if she’d walk this city alone forever.

They’d walked these streets, possessed them, figuring no power on earth could break them. She should have known they’d break themselves. Torn and tattered, abandoned. She was supposed to be used to abandonment.

Another half mile, the pervasive hush becoming anxiety inducing and she huffed, a strangled laugh. Only she could find herself alone in New York City, but, she thought, of course. She stuffed her hands deep in her pockets, ignoring the fractals of tears on her cheek. Everybody leaves, after all.

[buckupbuckley]

I wrote a Supernatural daycare fic over ten years ago and, now having several years of experience in a couple different daycare, I’m tempted to go back and rework it but I don’t wanna read it lol. The embarrassment that’s liable since I wrote it in high school 🤦🏼‍♀️

[lilislegacy]

*percy seen from a far, wearing a suit*

piper: do my eyes deceive me or is percy jackson wearing formal clothes? since when does he have the ability to look like a domesticated human being?

frank: how come HE, percy of all people, king of untidiness, can wear a cream linen suit and look like a celebrity, but when i tried one on i looked like a man-child going to a high school dance?

hazel: sweetie it’s just because it’s such a casual suit, and you’re much more elegant than percy is!

annabeth, turning to them: um okay, hi percy’s best friends? can you guys compliment him without insulting him?

leo: his ass looks incredible.

grover: has he been working out?

annabeth, side eyeing them:

annabeth: okay, you have all now either insulted him or hit on him. how about from now on, you do neither?

rachel: how about we do both? because i’ve actually just perfected doing them at the same time

[sunriserose1023]

Time’s running out! I cannot wait to see what you all have picked. I didn’t vote myself, so the results will be a surprise to me. 🤗

Alright, kiddos. I know I haven’t posted in a while and I’m sorry, but that’s about to change. I have 2 ideas floating around in my head and I need your help to decide which to post.

Option 1:

(Based on my favorite book and the recently released Beautiful Disaster.)

You moved across the country, leaving your past in the rearview, ready to start fresh. You and your best friend are starting college together, living on campus, and you are ready to be normal, for once in your life. You’re focused on your studies, and nothing is going to break that focus.

No matter how charming and irritating Bucky Barnes is. And no, you will not be another notch in his bedpost. Absolutely. Not.

This will be like my normal posts. A series told in chronological order, with recognizable scenes from the book and/or movie.

Option 2:

(Because who doesn’t love a mafia AU? Heads up: this will be a fandom-palooza, incorporating characters that I love from all my hyperfixations. You’re welcome.)

The seedy underbelly of the United States is run by a group of five families. Your father has held control of the South since before you were born, and he’s ready to retire. Your older brother does not want to be in charge, and your father is too old-fashioned to give the reins to you. Instead, he arranges for you to marry Ari Levinson, putting him in charge instead.

This one will be drabble-focused. Everything will be revealed, but most likely out of order. Expect time jumps, flashbacks, and so many characters. So. Many.

So … hopefully one of these sparks enough joy for me to get it going, but it’s up to you guys. Which one will it be?

[depressedbloggerwrites]

why did joey tribbiani have chemistry with everyone

[lunarw0rks]

sitting on price’s lap and feeling him get hard <3

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Chapters: 1/1 Fandom: SPY x FAMILY (Manga) Rating: Teen And Up Audiences Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply Relationships: Loid Forger | Twilight & Yor Briar Forger | Thorn Princess, Loid Forger | Twilight/Yor Briar Forger | Thorn Princess Characters: Loid Forger | Twilight, Yor Briar Forger | Thorn Princess Additional Tags: Mission 80-83 spoilers, I don't think this will happen in the manga, especially not how i've written it, So here we are, Soft Loid Forger | Twilight, Yor Briar Forger | Thorn Princess Deserves the World, Yor Briar Forger | Thorn Princess Needs a Hug, Loid Forger | Twilight Needs a Hug Summary:

Loid Forger comes home, battered and bruised.

He's had worse.

[chlorine-tangerine]

Why Lucy Gray's Snake was no Coincidence

(Spoilers for The Ballad of Songbirds and Snakes)

Hello, I'm back with another tBOSAS meta post since my last one did so well (thanks again!). I've seen the finale chapter discussed a lot, and Lucy Gray's scarf and snake was a particularly big topic on both Tumblr and Reddit. It was pretty clear for me, and so I shall offer up my rationale for it.

I first have to address the elephant in the room: the book is written in Coryo's perspective, and since he's the most paranoid bitch ever, he always assumes the worst about people, including his beloved Lucy Gray. Coryo definitely thinks the scarf was a trap. But we wouldn't know what really went through Lucy Gray's mind unless we had a reliable third person narrator.

However, we can use clues to infer what happened. so below is my interpretation. We know that Lucy Gray is smart; she was a victor, and Coryo reminds himself of this: "No, Lucy Gray was no lamb. She was not made of sugar. She was a victor." She was capable of poisoning puddles of water subtly enough in the arena, she knows where the snakes are, so this is a sign that Lucy Gray may have placed that trap on purpose.

Next, we have the scarf Coryo gave to Lucy Gray. As a Covey who travelled between districts and knows her way in the forests, we can be certain that Lucy Gray wore the scarf on purpose and not just on a whim. Her reasoning was that she didn't want Coryo to lose her, but I'm choosing to believe that's just a passing comment she made. The scarf was not only laid across briars, it was also in a "small clearing canopied by trees". This seems like Lucy Gray was setting the scene up with the clearing, the strategically placed scarf, and the snake.

The snake. Coryo was so on edge and frightened by the snake bite that he immediately came to the conclusion that Lucy Gray had a murderous intent. We as readers had no idea if the bite was venomous either, only to find out that it wasn't harmful at all after Coryo returned to the camp.

From these three clues it's obvious to me that Lucy Gray found out about Sejanus and knew she had to flee. She knew how smart Coryo is and that he's armed with a gun, so she had to buy herself some time and got to trap setting. She definitely didn't have the intent to kill, since she could've found a venomous snake, but assuming she still had affection for Coryo, she just wanted to get as far away as possible from him and not deal him too much harm.

To assume that the snake and scarf were placed there conveniently, that Coryo opened fire based on nothing, is to undermine Lucy Gray's intelligence a little bit. I've seen people criticize Lucy Gray's character and call her bland or a Mary Sue, but it's her last defiance against Coryo that made me really love her character.

As always, discussions welcome!

[red2007]

“Ouch!” she heard Mulder gasp, his finger flying to his mouth, the offending paper rolling off the table from the force of the fall. “Son of a bitch.” She stifled a laugh, tearing off a piece of tape, pulling the glossy foil perfectly taut. Sharp matched edges, perfect symmetry. Control in the little things while their lives spun out, she’d perfected that emotional balancing act years ago. The little things never really disappear. “Tell me, Doc, how do tiny paper cuts hurt so fucking bad?” He’d salvaged the paper from the floor and was rolling it back up, battling with the stuffed animal he refused to accept a box for. She set her pristine gift on the pile, moving to grab the next gift.

“Do you have any idea how many nerves run to your extremities to aid with balance, dexterity? Of course it hurts.” While Mulder attacked the task of wrapping the stuffed pig for Lily she deftly, with a far away look on her face smoothed the corners of the box she’d chosen. The contrast of hope and weariness settling into the lines of her face caught his attention after a few minutes. She sat, wrapped box in hand, eyes closed in concentration.

“You okay?” He’d no memory of purchasing the iPhone she’d just wrapped. Wasn’t sure who it was for, or why it’d struck her so acutely. “Scully?” He asked again, gentler this time.

“He’ll be here,” she whispered after a minute, catching him off guard and gifting him with another paper cut. His pinky this time. Moisture gathered at the corner of just one eye and her face suddenly looked lit from within. “He’s coming home.”

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⇆Matilda into Old Habits?

i am so glad you asked this because whenever i was writing the epilogue i kept opening the spin off document and here we are. chuck an alternate universe tag on glitter on the floor, chuck an alternate universe tag on old habits, put them in a blender and you get this…

The thing about the Designated Alternate Universe Driver (DAUD) is that usually, they’re pretty shit.

More often than not, the DAUD’s being sent are junior and reserve drivers from the designated team—why lose two great drivers to be sent into the twenty years into past or future, when you can send two poor, unsuspecting drivers who’ve probably never driven a F1 car more than three times in their life?

Callan negotiated hard with Red Bull when he first signed to their junior team to make sure he had a clause in his contract that prevented him from being the DAUD. Matthew had no clause in his contract and he’s pretty sure Matthew wanted to be the DAUD when he was with McLaren.

He remembers when Matthew was moving up to Red Bull that Daniel had to convince him not to take out the clause that prevented him from being the DAUD.

Why anyone wants to be sent into another universe, Callan will never understand. (But he stopped trying to understand Matthew anymore, so it all tracks.)

Teams work on a rotation according to the last number of the year: 0 for Mercedes, 1 for Red Bull, 2 for Ferrari, 3 for McLaren, 4 for Aston Martin, 5 for RB, 6 for Audi, 7 for Williams, 8 for Alpine and 9 for Haas.

They’ll pluck their drivers, send them off to the FIA to their Alternate Universe Time Keepers Divison (AUTKD) to make sure they’re fit enough to handle being sent through universes, and off they go, returning after the season is over.

There’s meant to be benefits for the team, they’re allowed to exchange as much information from their alternate universe team. Callan heard from Matthew that their DAUD’s brought back information that was practically useless, so.

The DAUD’s are announced at their team’s livery launch, usually without much fanfare. No one really wants to make a big deal out of a driver who’ll spend most of the season struggling and cause the team to drop places in the championship.

He doesn’t even watch the launches now, he usually just rocks up to testing and waits for the DAUD to introduce themselves. But then Charles told George who told him that he should probably watch Ferrari’s launch.

Because once the 2032 DAUD is announced to be Matilda Verstappen-Ricciardo, the whole world promptly loses their shit.

—

“Hey.” Matilda leans over in her chair, where they’re waiting to be set up for the group photo taken at the beginning of the season. He can see Daniel and Max from a distance, their heads sticking out from a gap in the pit lane fence. They’re looking at Matilda like she’s going to disappear at any second. “What’s the deal between you and the Red Bull guy? Matteo?”

Callan’s proud of himself for a split second for not flicking his gaze to look at him before his heart betrays his brain and automatically corrects her. “Matthew.”

“Right. Matthew.” She repeats slowly, dragging out every vowel and consonant of his name. “You two like ex boyfriends or what?”

Next to her, Charles quietly chastises her. “Matilda. You can not ask that.”

Matilda spots Max and Daniel in the pit lane and gives them a wave, receiving a slow and stunned wave back from them, after realising she was actually waving to them, before turning back to Charles.

“Look.” She holds her hands up. “If you didn’t want me to ask questions, then you shouldn’t have given me so many Ferrari hats when I was younger. Really, this is on you.”

She pauses and thinks for a second. “Or I guess, alternate you.”

[chloelovesu]

[maxthesillyy]

thinking about. i dont know how to phrase this really but. chloe and frank.

like. when Chloe killed Frank i (, personally,) feel like her guilt from it was less because she killed Frank, and More because she Killed Someone (and their dog).

but!!! thats not to say she didnt feel guilty for killing Frank. because she definitely did. because on some level. despite everything. despite all of his shitty behavior. a part of her still cared for him. that tiny 15-17ish year old part in her still cared for him.

because that 15-17ish year old with intense abandonment issues in her only had. a small handful of people in her life that actually cared for her, and when THOSE few people aren’t even doing the best job at it— it’s no shit that Chloe’s standards for Good Friends are going to be Immensely dropped.

and so. it’s kind of like what happened with Rachel, but WAY less intense. when she found someone who didn’t hate her, and was willing to hang around her—after so so long of people hating her and not wanting to be around her— it makes sense that part of her would kinda latch onto them a little bit.

and so, even after all of the shit she’s learned he did— even when Frank starts to hate her— even when he threatens Max and her’s lives— part of her keeps remembering him as one of the few guys who stuck around when no one else did.

it’s just that. no matter how bad the person— if you’ve known someone for years, and they were one of the only nice people to you in a town where theres like. four people that are nice to you— it’s gonna hurt if you kill them. even if it was self defense. even if it was entirely their own fault— even if you two aren’t on even remotely good terms anymore.

ESPECIALLY for such a sentimental person like Chloe. taking that in consideration it makes me wonder. maybe she didn’t feel bad for killing Frank. maybe she felt bad for killing the person Frank used to be to her. but maybe she realized that That Frank already died long ago.

but yeah. im mentally ill. take everything i said with a grain of salt considering it is 12:07 AM.

[fragilecapric0rnn]

[series now cross-posted to ao3! stay tuned for more! ] Have been watching a lot FRIENDS lately bc its one of my and my gf's comfort shows and, of course, i cannot stop thinking about Stranger Things-ifying the hell out of it. the vision came to me SO CLEARLY [PART 2]

Sitting around the coffee shop that is basically a second home to the gang.

Nancy sits on the chair across from Argyle, one leg tucked under her, legal pad balancing on the arm, a pen being held between her pointer and middle finger, tapping incessantly on the pad. The other hand tucked into a fist and holding up her chin.

Argyle sits with his legs draped over the arm of the oversized chair, flipping through the latest Steven King book, one arm perched behind his head.

Jonathan has the NYT crossword in his lap, Robin peering over his shoulder, making him nervous.

A normal Saturday afternoon routine for the group of twentysomethings. The rain from outside softly hits the windows nearby, complimenting the soft chatter and gentle clanking of dishes.

But Robin can only seem to focus on Nancy's damn tapping.

"Nance?"

"Hm?"

"I'm gonna need you to stop tapping. I'm trying to beat Jonathan's puzzle."

"Just take it," he hands the paper over to her, annoyed.

"No! It's more fun when it feels like I'm beating you."

Jonathan looks over at Nancy, who is staring blankly at the wooden support beam a few feet away.

"What's going on Nance?"

"Nothing." Her pitch high, grabbing the rest of the groups attention, so much so that they all inch closer to her chair.

"Sounds like a whole lotta nothing," Argyle pulls a nearby chair up next to hers flipping it around and resting his forearms on the back of it.

Robin sits on the ground next to her and Jonathan takes a seat on the coffee table right in front of her.

"Fine!" She takes a look over her shoulder, toward the front door. "I have a date."

"Why are we whispering?" Argyle asks, also whispering.

"Because you know who could walk in any second."

"Why are we whispering and speaking in codes?" Jonathan asks, still whispering.

And as an act of divine timing, the front door to the coffee shop opens, and they all turn their heads to see a slightly damp Eddie shake his hair out and shed his leather jacket in one fell swoop. His face fixed in the same frown that's plagued his face for the last two weeks.

"Hey," the group says in unison, not moving a muscle from where they're still crowded around Nancy.

"What did I say about that tone," Eddie whines, flopping himself down on the couch that previously held Jon and Robin.

"How're you doing?" Robin asks, shifting her body, still sitting on the floor, toward him.

"All of her stuff is gone which means that all of my stuff is gone."

No one says a thing. Not even when the sound of a ceramic coffee cup shatters somewhere in the distance.

"Eddie?"

"What?"

"I don't mean to sound insensitive dude, but shouldn't you be a little less depressed considering... " Argyle trails off.

"Considering what?"

"Considering you're the one that left her?" Robin finishes the thought that everyone is having.

"I didn't leave her." He scoffs.

"No, but when you tell your long-term girlfriend about recently discovering that you're gay, one might see that as you being the one to end that relationship."

"We've been over this." He balls up his jacket and shoves his face into the wet leather. The group share a look, Nancy gesturing to Eddie's state as if to say this is why I'm not talking about the date.

He chucks the balled up jacket at Jonathan, who kicks his feet out in surprise as he catches it with his chest. Eddie's hands are now on either side of his face.

"The love was there! I could've loved her if..."

"If she was someone else?"

He deflates, lets his arms slump down and his shoulders do the same.

"Eddie, my friend, my pal, listen up." Argyle moves seats for the third time, now squeezing himself into the space between Eddie and the arm rest on the couch, draping his arm over his shoulders.

"You have just entered a whole new world, my man. So, you're gay? We're in New York City, so is everyone! Welcome home! All that love you were ready to give to Michelle? You get to hold onto that and give it to someone else. Someone who makes your heart sing."

"But I knew her just as long as I knew you guys." He whines, again, gesturing to Robin, Nancy and Jonathan. "It was easy. It was safe. How am I ever gonna find romance with someone? Where we have an established - I don't know - thing! A connection! A history! How?"

Eddie stares at them like he expects them to answer, forcing the rest of the group to share glances, let the air settle with Eddie's words.

The front door flies open just as a roaring thunder booms overhead, making for a dramatic entrance.

Robin's the first one to swivel her head toward the ruckus, the only one who has a perfect view of the person who burst into the shop.

A man dressed in a tux, drenched, like, just hopped out of a swimming pool drenched. Fighting with his bow tie with one hand and running his other hand through the unforgettable head of hair that sends Robin right back to Hawkins, Indiana. Back to the summer before her senior year.

Huh?

Unable to move a muscle in her body, she watches him clumsily go up to the counter and ask for her and Nancy, by name. The sound of her name sends her up to her feet and pushes her toward the man. An air of chaos surrounds him, drawing an offense amount of curiosity out of Robin as she finds her words.

"Steve Harrington?"

He turns around, his face lights up, and he does the weirdest thing.

He hugs her.

She remains stiff as he pulls back from the hug, hands still on either side of her arms.

They were buddies that summer scooping ice cream at the mall. Nothing crazy, or maybe even that memorable, but they started the summer as acquaintances at best and left as friends.

But then he left for college and she stayed and they never spoke again. A few run-ins here and there. But nothing substantial.

"I knew I'd find you here, I remembered that the last time I was in the city I ran into you guys and you're here!" He sounds drunk, but also like he drank a vat of espresso.

Clearly, it was substantial enough for him to come looking for her. Dressed in a tux soaking wet?

"And you're here, overdressed." She says, taking him in, unable to unscrew the confused look from her face.

Is that a boutonnières?

Oh no. Oh fuck.

"Steve?" Jonathan and Nancy say in unison as Robin brings him over to the couch.

Robin thinks Eddie might have summoned the ghost of hopeless high school crushes past, the way Eddie looks like he's just seen a ghost.

[sunriserose1023]

Aw, thank you so much for recommending my story! I loved writing that one. 🥰

🎄 fic recs:

Okay so I have two that are not quite holiday fics, but they have cozy feels to them!

The first is a Bucky moder au that is equal parts subway meet cute and yearning (plus it was the first fic that actually made me like Peggy a little)

The second is a cute bakery/coffee shop au, but the twist is that you don't know who your mystery guy is until the end, ooooooh 😌

STOP both of these sound amazing and I'm going to read them ASAP??? Thank you for recommending them Rennie! :) <3

Fridays by @justsomebucky

The Adventures of Love Muffin and Coffee Shop Guy by @sunriserose1023

Winter Wonderland Sleepover!