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skyedancer2006 · 5 months ago
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I'm sorry guys, but every time i look back at that one shiggy wiggy post yall made, i could only think of this lmao /silly
-ENA
OH MY GOD ENA THIS IS AMAZING BDJSHDBS
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jinkas-heart-filled-meadows · 6 months ago
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hiya wapenzi (darlings in swahili)
im Jinka Medali Hadow and im from Kenya!
i moved to the us 3 years ago because of a private school scholarship
im a 16 year old bi af aphrodite kid
She/Her
The reincarnation of Aphrodite Ariea
@koiyan-hades-kid-with-a-system wifeyyyyyyy🤗🤭
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Powers: Desire Hypnosis (Can make anyone that is slightly attracted to the user fall into a trance like hypnosis state), Charmspeak (Makes the users words irresistible to their target), Lovebite (They have fangs that eject paralyzing poison or deathly poison when they bite people), and Heartbreak rage (When the user is emotionally hurt, they will have heightened strength, speed, endurance, and energy)
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Weapons: A shit ton of heart themed daggers and knives (thanks ares for them btw why are very useful!) Heartbreaker (Battle axe), Heartshot (double barrel shotgun🤗🤗🤗), and Heart shaped grenades (I call them love bombs :)))
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Blessings: Blessed by Ares. I have permanent super strength, high pain tolerance, and heightened reflexes. Also blessed by Apollo. Mad guitar skills both acoustic and electric and serenade voice (can serenade people with my singing)
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Past relationships (aka exposing myself and my taste in people):
A dark haired himbo that cant even locate texas on a labled map 😔😔😔😅😅🥲🥲🥲
dark haired lead singer of a band that i was in😪😪🙄🥱🥱🥱🙄🙄🙄😐😐😐🫤
emo girl that used me (we dont talk about her anymore)🤢🤢🤢🤮🤮🤮🤮😬😬😬😶😶😶
older man that catfished me and tried to force me into marriage 🤢🤢🤢🤢🤢🤮🤮🤮🤮🤬🤬🤬🤬
emotionally manipulative (yet so fucking hot) emo guy (like bro he had these hot ass veiny and a bit muscular hands with RINGS like bro them hands be my new choker??? but like only aesthetically i will never date him again) 😳😳😳😳🫣🫣🫣🫣🫣🤭🤭🤭🤭🤭🥴🥴🥴🥴
my current wifey🤗🤗🤗🤭🤭🤭😊😊😊🥰🥰🥰🥰😙😙😙😙😍😍😍😘😘😘😘😻😻😻😻🫶🫶🫶🫶
Hi yes helloooo I sound like thissss
you can tell i have a thing for dark haired emos🤭🤭🤭
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"You're all my heart ever talks about."
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baconnotbaekhyun · 4 years ago
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IM OBSESSED WITH THE ALBUM OF THE YEARRRR 🙌🏽🙌🏽🙌🏽💗
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my-robot-heart · 3 years ago
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Hi Robot, it's anon with the Astaire/Rogers song rec here. I'm so glad you mentioned the Fitzgerald/Armstrong version of 'They Can't Take That Away From Me' and 'Let's Call The Whole Thing Off'! You can't go wrong with Fitzgerald/Armstrong! Their versions are also one of my faves. To expand on that, a fun fact, LCTWTO is also in the film Shall We Dance, TCTTAFM comes sequentially after LCTWTO.
Side note: in the context of the film, LCTWTO is essentially a song about Fred and Ginger's characters being married (a trait we know Red and Liz are so adept to), but legally fake married, and they're squabbling away as a newly wedded couple whilst doing a fantastic dance roller skate routine (worth a watch on YouTube). I just imagine in an alternate universe Red and Liz bickering, bantering and stumbling their way through the roller skates-tap routine😂.
Side note II; the version of TCTTAFM in the film is sung by Fred to Ginger's character as a goodbye to her, cause these two dumbasses after resisting and teasing each other for so long realise they've actually fallen in love with each other for real (another very Lizzington trait).
Anyway, I digress. The lyrics differ a little bit I think in the Astaire/Rogers version to the Fitzgerald/Armstrong version. I think in Red and Liz's case the latter suits them more, lyrically. Long story long, both are great Lizzington songs.
P.S. I'm sorry this has turned into a bit of a rambling film and song trivia 🤣😅. You mean mentioned Jeopardy (which I love) and well this what happens. On the bright side, if you are ever on Jeopardy, this might come in handy. Have a blessed day!
Bahahah Anon 💛 this ask was truly a blessing and YES ABSOLUTELY in my (highly unlikely) Jeopardy future, imagine the clue being about which song sequentially comes up first in the movie, and I'd be like OMG I KNOW THISSSS 😅😂😄💃💃💃
Firstly I love all of this amazing song trivia and like, behind the scenes knowledge. Secondly the songs themselves are just so very delightful to listen to (I used to work in a store where we sold those old Putomayo CDs, if anyone remembers them lmao and anyway we had an Ella/Louis greatest hits CD and I used to sneak it in the cd player every time I worked there) (I also used to work at the local public library and borrowed the Ella/Louis CDs all the time).
This actually reminds me of ANOTHER Louis Armstrong song that I feel would work for our beloved Lizzington scenario: it's A Kiss to Build A Dream On and it's magnificent. For anyone reading who hasn't heard it I'm linking it here.
Picture if you will, either Red or Lizzie before they have to part for a while - whether it's because Lizzie's heading to the grocery store or Red has business overseas - and they ask the other to leave them a kiss they can think about for the entire time they're apart. 🥲
There's just something about these tunes... Get me right in the feels especially when imagining the potential for Red and Lizzie.
ALSO I feel like I defffff need to watch the movie Shall We Dance asap. And let you know what I think 😉
The only Fred Astaire movie I've EVER seen (!!) is Funny Face and that's because I love Audrey Hepburn so much, so I've seen everything she's done and he happened to be in this one lol. It's adorable if you happen to have not seen it, and it caused me to go through a beatnik clothing phase where I dressed like she does at the beginning of the movie although I in no way resemble her.
Thanks for coming back with this reply, Anon! Wishing you a wonderful day as well 💛
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roxy206 · 3 years ago
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Omg is Graham a permanent judge?!
Veronica’s entrance look is very Elphaba + Glinda in one
“They pay I … spray. No I don’t” 😂
The queens reactions to each other is so cute they’re all so excited
Ella Vaday is such a good drag name
Victoria’s look omg THE DRESS??
Choriza’s reaction to being good at charades 😂
I love watching British content when people say “babes”
Omg is Victoria a comedy queen? The outfit AND comedy?
Oh River :(
I love all the accents so much
Omg bless so many of them are crying. Stoppp
Ru’s purple & black dress gorggggg
Lmaooo River’s hometown look!
Elektra’s padding though
Victoria’s afternoon tea look??!
Choriza’s art look!
An AFAB wlw drag queen in this competition - amazing
Oh okay they do Untucked *as part of* the show? Interesting. I think that’s such a good idea
I’m so excited to see Victoria’s looks this season
I cannot cope with so many of them crying already with these personal stories please
Ru being so amused by River’s hometown runway is killing me lol
TWO LIP SYNCS!!!!!!!!!!! TOP LIP SYNC!!!!
TOP TWO OF THE WEEK LIP SYNC I LOVE THISSSS
Victoria having to lip sync in an afternoon tea costume though
Okay wait I take it back because she’s using the sandwiches as props lol
Thank you I needed some splits involved in at least one of these lip syncs
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astrogone · 4 years ago
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* ﹙✧﹚  :    ❝   @godbanes   ❞     /     𝑇𝐻𝐼𝑆  𝐼𝑆  𝐴  𝑆𝐸𝐴  ;  𝑇𝐻𝐼𝑆  𝐼𝑆  𝐴  𝑊𝐴𝑅  .
            oh,   she’d known.      the seas had warned her,    the skies had wept when they tried to tell her  — you will lose everything and yourself.    thetis ignored the signs.     the veil of happiness had clouded her view as she clung on ever moment with her boy,   her baby boy who she cherished from the moment he was born.     a bitter smile appears on her face.      “  i should have known.      apollon had prophesied that the bud from my marriage to a mortal would bring me happiness,    that the child will live a long and peaceful life.  ”    how those honest and prophetic lips had lied to her in that moment,   one of the most miserable and dirtiest moments of her life.   the blue in her eyes darken like a storm and her stern gaze finds ophiuchos’.     “   i reckon you already know that,   ophiuchos.  ”     the whole world knows how she was humiliated,   claimed as a prize then stripped of the only remaining thread of hope she had.  
the softness and sensibility on her face disappear,    replaced by the rigid and serious appearance she chooses to take.      thetis learnt to rely on herself and herself only,    even when her sisters had begged her to let them in,   let them help.    the nereid refused.    she became cold as the bottom of the sea and wrathful as the waves.     “  you only say that out of pity.    pity that i do not need.   ”     and yet she sought it when she opened up and let her feelings be heard.     “  you may stay at my side,   but i won’t accept any pity.  ”
thetis rips her gaze away from the elder being,   her breath stuck in her throat.    as a nymph she barely has any control over anything,   including herself.    many gods saw her as a prize,   a piece of meat to use as breeding material.    to protect herself from these hungry animals thetis decided to make herself angry,  disrespectful,  cold,   everything a god would hate in a nymph.    everything that a nymph isn’t.    the act of standing up against those stronger than her still feels wrong despite millennia of training herself to be so cold and uncaring.     “  at the end of the day,   ophiuchos,   it is your choice.   those who remain with me are either blessed or face a tragic ending.  ”
𝐈𝐍𝐃𝐄𝐄𝐃, 𝐎𝐏𝐇𝐈𝐔𝐂𝐇𝐎𝐒 𝐇𝐀𝐃 𝐀𝐋𝐑𝐄𝐀𝐃𝐘 𝐊𝐍𝐎𝐖𝐍 𝐓𝐇𝐈𝐒 𝐒𝐓𝐎𝐑𝐘— heard about it from one of their Amalgamations who was presented during her time with the deities nearby, agony ever dwelling beneath her feet. Even if they were just a constellation hung in the sky with no memories, they would witness her struggle, and they would grieve for her by burning too brightly. Burning, burning, dying; it was all a constellation could do. ( THE SINGERS AND POETS WERE LIARS FOR ONLY TELLING THE UNIVERSE THAT THE STARS COULD DANCE, SING, LIVE WHEN THEY WERE NEVER ETERNAL, NEVER FREE. YOU WERE TRAPPED IN A FIRE FOR TOO LONG, IF ANYONE TOLD YOU THAT YOU WERE BEAUTIFUL, YOU WOULD STARE AT THE SUN AND MELT REPLYING TO THEM: “THANK YOU, I DID NOTHING BUT BURN FOR YOU. DO I LOOK BEAUTIFUL STILL?” ) The whole world would know Thetis’ tale, yes, but the sky had eyes everywhere too. Ophiuchos was forever grateful to be given the chance from the believers to be standing beside Thetis, rather than being bound to only the stars and planets, their worst enemy. Though when she told them with such despise about them offering pity, something snapped in Ophiuchos and their stars died out; darkness reigned.
“Pity... Pity, you sssay, huh?”
Genuine confusion flickered violently in their voice, made from the lungs of a vessel that would comprehend so much emotions and their complexities, yet not when Ophiuchos had lived too long holding the burns— the agony as their only emotion. They said it out of pity. Emotions could truly not be that simple, now, was it? Frustration grew in Ophiuchos and they could only see deadly, blinding lights. ( YOU WANT TO SWALLOW THEM WHOLE BUT ALMOST LIKE BEFORE, YOU WILL WAKE UP SEEING YOUR BELLY STRETCHING AND TEARING FROM THE UNIVERSE DEVOURED IN YOU— DO YOU THINK YOU ARE READY TO KILL AND DIE IN REPEAT AGAIN? HAVE YOUR THROAT FULL OF WEEPING, DYING GALAXIES? BECOME A FALSE BIG BANG THAT CAN MAKE THE VOID ITSELF WISH IT CAN DIE ALREADY BEFORE IT CAN BE TOUCHED BY YOU? SHE DOES NOT NEED PITY, BUT LOOK AT YOU, FOOLISH SNAKE, YOU ARE THE PITY. ) “I don’t know how otherssss would say it, but how can I ssay what I meant it without pity— what you define it as painting you asss a weakness, I should ssssay?” they shook their head, as if they were offended to be placed in a position of being the threat when they could simply walk away from all of this chaos— leave her behind to suffer in solitude.
“Burn me into ashes, Thetis, I didn’t ssay it out of pity to make you look like one. I sssaid it becaussse I... I...” Ophiuchos’ mind blanked, their focus wavered as they could not find a proper word to use it in this time— this distorting, dying time, time, time...
“I CARE about you.”
When Thetis looked away from them, a hiss clawed through their throat, telling her to look at them, find the abyss staring back at her in their golden eyes after they threw their black shades over to the sands behind them, a tool now abandoned— forgotten. Stay at her side? No, no, that would not do. Instead, Thetis was going to have Ophiuchos stand in front of her then, with the waves continuing to rage behind their back and the future waiting to steal their spine, soul, name— they would be nothing and no one, and Ophiuchos only laughed despite everything. ( LOOK AT THE SERPENT, LOOK AT THE SINNER. THE NYPMN HOLDS THE RIGHTS TO BECOME THE WRATH, SO WHY TURN AWAY? THERE IS A CAUSE NOW SO BECOME THE EVOLUTION OF IT. THERE ARE THUNDERS RISING IN THE ATMOSPHERE, SANDS VIOLENTLY TREMBLING AHEAD, THE WAVES ARE WAILING AND SNEERING AND SCREAMING ALL AT ONCE; THE THREE GREAT GREEK GODS ARE FOUND IN A POORLY BRED NYPMN, AND THE WHOLE WORLD CAN ONLY WITNESS IT, BE REMINDED THERE IS A REASON WHY A STORM BEARS A NAME. BECOME THE STORM, OH, DEAREST DYING NYPMN, DIE AND BECOME THE UNFORGIVING SEA NO MORTALS AND IMMORTALS WILL EVER WISH TO EVEN THINK OF SUCH MERE PRESENCE— BE FREE. )
“Thossse who are either blessssd with a happy ending or cursssed with a tragic ending by simply being with you iss what I am getting from here,” mused Ophiuchos, tilting their head and their golden eyes gleamed. Though was that not how everyone thought at some point in their life? That those who stayed behind with the ones they thought of their beloved would only face two distinct outcomes? At least, Ophiuchos themself had thought so. ( IN YOU, KINDNESS MADE SOUNDS, AND CHAOS MADE SILENCE. EITHER THESE ENTITIES LIVE VIOLENTLY OR DIE PEACEFULLY BECAUSE OF YOU. YOU ARE A COMPLICATED BEAUTY SHEATHED IN A PHOBIA. YOU CAN NOT REMEMBER WHEN WAS THE LAST TIME YOU MEAN ANYTHING BUT WONDERFUL TERROR TO THE UNIVERSE. YOU BREATHE, THEN EVERYTHING AND EVERYONE WILL BLEED. ) They still did while staring at Thetis, their gaze never breaking, never wavering. Always watching. “Interesssting that you are desscribing my associatesss perfectly as well, but, heh, that only further provesss my ssstatement—” Ophiuchos would try to take her chin for her to look at them directly in the eyes, gently, softly, even when there was only tension between them. Either she would let it happen or turn away from them, they would only think:
‘Look at my eyes and tell me what can you see? Nothing but gold. I was a constellation, so my eyes held those stars, but you don’t see them because I had killed every single of them because I do not deserve them— be remembered in the end. I don’t want to be remembered.’
“You are not alone.”
Ophiuchos stepped back from Thetis, but they were not done speaking yet. She could drown them in the sea, and they would only scream the rest of their words out. Despite the idea that their body would try to tear itself apart, with their lungs and veins full of fire, they would still be heard then and that was all they cared about: To be heard. They screamed in a ball of flames, so what difference would it make to do so in the sea? “If you are planning to leave thiss world and sssstay in the ocean forever after everything that had happened to you, okay, I undersstand, but,” they fisted their hands, clenching their hope that Thetis would listen to them, “Just know that I have already sssuffered so much from just being alone, ssso choosing to be with anyone— you? Oh, I am certainly embracing thissss choice, ssso give me all of what you have from the good and bad and in between, and I will only ssstand turning your ocean into the home made of nothing but MY blood.” Losing out of breath, they harshly exhaled. The weight had formed bit by bit in their body each time they uttered a sentence to Thetis, dragging them closer to the ragged surface of the rock, their face facing nearly Thetis’ feet— as if she was winning anyway, and all she did was watch. Ophiuchos would let her win though because after everything she had to go through?
Lived with?
Thetis deserved one good Goddamn ending in any situations. Just at least one.
Ophiuchos ached deeply, yet they still found a voice to use. They could not recognize it as their own, though they would hate to know if it was truly theirs; this voice was full of cracks and holes, bleeding nothing but pathetic despair. “But if you do allow me to ssstay with you, you will have to let everything in me ssssstay with me, including pity...”
Rage flickered, then died in Ophiuchos.
“It isss all or nothing, Thetis. Light or darkness forevermore. Your choice.”
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G,K,and U from your ask game!
Hi nonnie!! These are good questions, thank you for the ask!! Omg okay here we go:
G: Do you write your story from start to finish, or do you write the scenes out of order?
My gut was to say “start to finish, hands down”, but when I actually thought about it I realized that I tend to write out of order! Some of my one-shots are written linearly, where I just start and then I don’t stop until I’m finished and I’ve worked all the way through it, but for the most part the line or piece that I start with will fall towards the middle of the fic, and even if I start there and work straight to the end, I still have to go back and write the beginning. So yeah, definitely out of order :P
K: What’s the angstiest idea you’ve ever come up with? 
Ummm... I don’t know! I really tend to lean more toward smut and fluff and angst but like... gentle angst, with lots of fluff at the end to make up for it. I think maybe the idea that I had (that I never actually wrote) about Cordelia not remembering Sally in “Dig Your Grave”, because is there anything that hurts worse than Sally having something so good and light and pure taken away from her?? I also have a fic written (I think it’ll probably be for Venable if I ever post it, but I’m not quite sure yet) where the reader and their partner went a little bit too hard in bed and now the reader is terrified of being touched by their partner. But again, it ends fluffy, so I don’t think that counts?? I’m sorry, I’m weak for happy endings I’m not good at thissss
U: Share three of your favorite fic writers and why you like them so much.
Oh lord in heaven there are so many that I like for so many different reasons and I am AWFUL at making decisions, but I’ll try my best to just pick three. 
1. @ahs-honey - these beautiful fics were the first AHS fics I ever read. They’re amazingly written, I love her characterization, and yeah. They’ll always have such a special place in my heart. These are the fics I always go back to and read a million times over. Without fail. 
2. @shineestark - this woman. THIS WOMAN. A brilliant writer, an amazing human being, just such a joy to read her works and talk to her about her ideas and every fic is such a blessing, I just... She knows these characters like the back of her hand and you could dump her in any situation, any prompt, any character, and she would write you something that is more perfect than you could have dared to imagine. 
3. @darling-dontforgetme - honestly? I don’t think I’ve read fics that were written exactly how my brain works, so when I found her, I devoured all of it. It’s all so beautiful and the language that she uses and the way that she puts her words together... *swoons* 
Bonus (because I’m weak and I love them all so much): @angel-of-me @chokemepaulson @saviorinsilk @deliasbabe and the list goes on and on. I adore each and every one of you and would just like to say thank you for gifting us with the little pieces of heaven that are your fics.
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byghostface · 6 years ago
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Your Rayllum art makes me SO SO happy, thank you for blessing us with your take on them uwu Is there anyway I can donate a few dollars?? Cause man you’ve made so much awesome fanart for this ship and I’m so grateful
Omggggg I'm certainly don't deserve ThISsss💦💦💕💕
But I guess you can support me on my Ko-fi ;;;A;;;;;;💘💘💘💖💜💙
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(let me scream)
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9-stray-boys · 7 years ago
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dfkkdkf THANK YOU SO MUCH IM CRYING I DONT DESERVE THISSSS
I THINK YOU MEAN I DONT DESERVE YOU??? THIS WORLD HAS BLESS US WITH YOUR WRITING SKILL CAN I GIVE YOU AN AWARD????
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amorestevens · 3 years ago
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omg rae. what a way with words you have. i fought (and failed miserably) the urge to not quote this back to word for word but every line took my breath away. left my skin covered in goosebumps. had the butterflies in my stomach have a rave😭 ya think these two are in love? so am i. so am i. send help. i am in love with your beautiful mind! with this au. with those whip-smart & infuriating romantics. i am deeply invested in their developing love story.
And while you were determined to study the classics, Ezekiel was determined to study you…By nature of his major, spent his days studying. How to reason through every thought, every feeling … only to come up woefully, frustratingly short when he tried to describe what it meant to him to be with you. 
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It was cliche to say that there was a thin line between love and hate. But the two of you had drawn that line time and again, hadn’t you? Flirted with it? Jumped over it? Erased it and re-written it? What exactly were you now?
"If we’re talking allegory, then ... you're like Persephone,” EZ breathed between pecks, his lips focused in their path, an intentional line down the slope of your neck. “Freed from the underworld  to bless the Earth with new life. I can't imagine a corner of the world your warmth doesn't touch.”
is someone in love? 👀 oh yes, he is in love love.
"And if we’re going along with your simile, Ddes that make you my Hades? Eager to have me in your warmth, to be full of the life I would give? Does my warmth reach your heart, Ezekiel?” 
you are literally trying to kill me. my heart cannot handle all of this academic flirting.
But everything about Ezekiel was made for romance, sculpted by an after-hours, heartsick oracle. His eyes awash like oil swirling against candlelight, his long fingers beckoning you from within, and ahem, from within... luring you, to pray to him like a wrathful god waging war on your piteous heart.
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oh what a description. as if i wasn’t already in love with ezekiel reyes. my heart has bursted into a thousand pieces.
i love thissss! i am so enthralled by this au & our favorite academic-turned-romantic-rivals-soon-to-be-soulmates-but-they-are-in-denial. i was NOT expecting this. i thought you might give me a line or two, not a whole thought-out and epic piece of art. and in less than a day? wow you are a literal wordsmith. i could literally give you a billion kisses & hugs🥺 like you don’t understand, reading about these two feels like falling in love for the very first time. THANK YOU SO MUCH for blessing us with this! my heart is full.
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like the inside jacket of any good novel [tdr-verse] [college!ez x reader]
A/N: In honor of the 2k sleepover, the wonderful @amorestevens may or may not have mentioned a hope for a lil drabble with our fav academic-turned-romantic rivals… Ezekiel and his literary love. So I decided to cobble together a bit of a blurb JUST for you! But is it ever just a blurb with me? ENJOY WHATEVER UNEDITED MESS THIS IS. Summary: They’re back by popular demand, and on a not-study study date. I’m tossing in one of the prompts from the list BECAUSE I CAN: “I know it’s 2 in the morning but do you want to…” Pairing: EZ Reyes x Reader (set in the College!AU of “Those Damned Romantics”)  Rating: T-ish with mentions of something more? After all, what is the inside jacket of a book but a bit of a tease as to what’s inside… ? Word Count: 1.3k HAHAHAA NOT A BLURB AND I AM DOOMED TO SUFFER. 
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When was a study date not a study date? 
This isn’t a riddle – there was a clear answer. The answer?
When said “study date” was with Ezekiel Reyes. When your pen and your notebook were tossed somewhere across the room, rather than beneath your hands, and the focus of your attention. When what was beneath your hands and what was the object of your attentions was the infuriatingly musclebound boy from your Lit Seminar. When, instead of his nose in a book it was nudging at the very center of you. When he had flipped your flashcards out of your hands in favor of slipping you out of your shirt. 
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