#reblogging since i answered this at a ridiculous time hehe

[valrayne-faeu]

this is also why he has a private hot spring that he goes to alone. the hot spring is one he found in his youth, arguably the nicest and with a gorgeous view. over the centuries he’s put layers upon layers of glamours and enchantments around it to keep it from being found by anyone but himself. even now it’s not marked on any maps and there are only rumours of which hot springs the king might visit. if he looks within the layers of magic he's spun around it he can still feel the original claim marking it as his, the simplest spell there.

he’s never brought anyone to it and it would be the ultimate sign of trust for him to do so. it’s a place he goes to be alone and rest, one of the only places he dares to have his wings free and bare. keeping his old wings bound for so long results in many aches and pains and the warm water helps to soothe them. it’s a truly beautiful spring, and to share it would be to share his ultimate vulnerability.

*Counting brazenly* I see... hm.... one..two..three.. four... Nightmare do you have 4 pairs of wings? :3

"...Do not breathe a word of this to anyone." Nightmare refuses to humour this conversation. Leave and be silent, or face the consequences of your nosiness.

while they are no longer seen, as he hides them at all cost, Nightmare still has the wings he was born with. long-since wilted and atrophied, they sit under his new wings as a reminder of his past failures. he binds them and wears a cloak at all times to ensure there is no way they can be seen.

it has been something like a millennia since his original wings were last seen in their full splendour, and few fae remain that remember that he had different wings at all. during the war most fae assumed he hid them as a symbol; that he was no longer a Seasonal prince but the Winter King and that they were in a new era. only one other understood the true reason-- that he was ashamed.

when the war was winding down and there were whispers of a truce on the horizon, few were surprised when the Winter King began to appear with beautiful green wings tucked humbly under his cloak. but two other fae knew the truth. Dream, who could never forget what happened to his twin, and a simple fae who had made a deal with the King himself, so that they might live in the human realm without their cumbersome wings.

[queeen-goldfish]

Five Stages of a Heartbreak 4/5

Category~Angst? Idk you tell me lol

Feel free to reblog my Masterlist babes, also feedback is always welcomed.

Peter Parker Masterlist

~My Boi Petey’s POV~

“Do you think y/n hates me?”

“What?” Liz turned to me with a confused glance. Of course she was confused and the question was random. I didn’t even mean to say it out loud. She stopped collecting the items from her locker and stared into my eyes almost like she was looking for answers, but not to the question I presented.The awkward silence made me shift in place and I almost said nevermind, but then she answered me. “No. I just think she needs time to think things over” she stated looking back at her books. She grabbed her lunch bag and we proceeded to the lunchroom.

I nodded at her answer wondering if I should ask another but decided it was better to stay quiet. We walked over to the lunch table, looking around at the people seated.Y/n wasn’t there,which wasn’t unexpected. She had been avoiding me before the argument and it would only make sense for her to continue after. Liz and I sat in our seats and her friends immediately turned to her talking about something that happened earlier that day. I would be lying if I said I didn’t miss when it was just us four. Me, Ned, Mj and Y/n. When it was just us four we could talk about anything, now I barely understand or don’t care enough to listen to what our table is talking about.I turned back to Liz and tried to focus on the conversation she was having with the rest of the table but even she looked uninterested.

“I totally agree, baby Yoda is too cute” almost immediately me and Ned looked at each other and then back at the blond girl in front of us.Liz’s friend actually watch-

“Wait, you watch The Mandalorian?” Ned asked in shock, and to be completely honest I was shocked too.

“Yeah Grogu is adorable isn’t he-” I chimed in finally excited we could all talk about something as a group

“Who?” she asked, looking between the two of us. Me and Ned looked around the table for help but they all seemed just as confused as she was.

“You know… Grogu Aka baby Yoda” Ned explained in which the girls gave an unsure nod.

“Right. Well we will call him baby Yoda because that's cuter. And no we don’t watch star wars-”

“The Mandalorian-”

“Right,That. We just like baby Yoda, he’s so stinkin 'cute” she explained, making my thoughts wander again. Me and Y/n would binge watch The Mandalorian in my room whenever we were bored or couldn’t sleep. She would also rave about how cute baby Yoda was.In fact i'm pretty sure that's the only reason I got her to watch it with me. I miss her. I miss when we hung out, the way she got my nerdy jokes or even threw in a witty response herself. It's not the same here and it took her ignoring me to figure that out. I sighed looking over to Liz and she didn’t even look like she ate any of her pasta, “Hey babe you okay?” she looked at me giving a small smile, “yeah, um, just not that hungry.” she explained looking back at the pasta. The bell rang and I got up waiting for Liz to join me, “Actually Ezibella is going to walk me,” Liz explained, placing her hand on my arm before walking out the lunchroom.

During the 7th period is when I realized that Liz was acting strange, I mean sure I thought it was weird when she didn’t want me to walk her to her locker but at the same time I thought she just wanted her space. Ned sat next to me chuckling, “Wow,you have three girls avoiding you,that's like an all time record” he explained, face beaming like he had made the joke of the century.I gave him a small glare which whipped the smile off his face, “ sorry I couldn't resist. I mean really Peter you went from a guy who couldn’t talk to girls, to the ladies man to the boy who touched the cheese in that ‘Diary of a Wimpy Kid’ movie.” he started making me sigh and run my hands down my face.I mean he wasn’t wrong. “Can we just focus on the paper?” I asked, trying to fill my mind with the numbers on the sheet instead of all the things that were going wrong around me.

“And then Ned pulled onto the curtain-”

“Can we talk Peter?” Liz asked, interrupting me.

“We are talking,” I said jokingly, adjusting my book bag.

“You know what I mean” she said with sigh.I cleared my throat and nodded for Liz to continue.“I think we should break up”. There it was.It seemed like the world had been lifted off her shoulders, like this wasn’t something she thought about just today.. How long has she been waiting to set herself free? I stopped to look at her but she stared at the bracelet I gave her. Her fingers gliding in and out of the beaded jewelry.

“Why?”

“I just don’t think-” she stopped for a moment as if searching for the right words “ I don’t think we are right for each other.”

“What do you mean we aren’t right for each other? I thought everything was fine. We spent time together, we went out on plenty of dates I just don’t understand” I explained trying to calculate the answer to a problem that clearly wouldn’t be solved, “Am I not giving you enough time?” No that can’t be the reason, I gave her every moment of my free time, “ Do you not like the dates?” It can’t be the dates, I mean I pay and plan everything. Is that the problem? That I’m planning everything. Maybe every Saturday night isn’t enough? I don’t know how much time I can take out of being spiderman “Or, or maybe-”

“Do you like Y/n” silence. The words hung over us for a moment as I tried to comprehend them. Y/n? That's- “Ridiculous. That's ridiculous, I like you, I'm dating you.”

“That didn’t answer my question,” she said, looking at me waiting.

“Of course I like her she’s my friend-“

Liz shook her head and smiled apologize, “you really are fighting this aren’t you”

“Liz I don’t know what you’ve heard or what you’re thinking, but I like you. Y/n hasn’t even talked to me since we got together.”

“At first I didn’t realize it, then I thought I was just being jealous but now.. Now I see it. Now I know, You like her”

“I'm dating you-”

“Yeah, but you wish you were dating her. When you’re not looking at me you’re staring at her. Or if I don’t like something you apologies and explain how she did. You don’t even realize that your life is so intertwined.” She hummed playing with her bracelet once more before taking it off her wrist.“Here me out. You talk to her, if what I say is true then we stay broken up, no hard feelings and I'll still wave at you when we are passing the hallways” she explained with a small chuckle, I let a small smile slip onto my face. She placed the trinket in my hand burying it safely underneath my fingers.I clinched the bracelet holding back the tears that had apparently been building up, “Give this to the girl that you will truly give your whole heart to” she kissed my cheek and walked up her stars before turning back to me, “hopefully I see you tomorrow morning” and then she was gone, but for a moment I saw the pain that I had inflicted once again.

Third Pov (back to we left of hehe)

You looked at the boy dressed in red and blue at your window. You quickly opened the window afraid someone would catch the hero at your window,” Peter what the actual heck” you whispered, pulling him in your room looking around the streets.

There weren’t many people on the streets at all, it was pretty quiet minus the couple that was always eating each other's faces in front of their building each night. You remember the day Peter and you gave them a name and life story seeing how they were always arguing each night but somehow before the sun was able to peek above the horizon the two of them were kissing underneath the moonlight. You closed your window and your curtains before turning back to Peter who still had his mask on. He leaned against your wall staring at you for a moment in silence. “What are you doing here Peter?” You asked coldly. You were finally feeling like you could go a day without making your heart skip a beat when you saw him and here he was bargaining in like he owned the place. “I’m not Peter, I'm spiderman” Peter explained, making his voice deeper and placing his fist on his hips. Any other day his silly spiderman appearances would make you laugh but you were tired. You were tired of pretending everything was okay for the sake of others, especially him. You stared at him with a blank look on your face before he sighed, relaxing his shoulder and putting his hand down. “Look, I just want to talk,'' Peter explained. You couldn’t see his face, the only expression of any feelings he had were shown in his spiderman eyes. You always wondered how they created a suit that copied his eye movements and expressions so carefully

“Whatever, just leave me alone” you pleaded as his previous words ran through your head, “You don’t have enough patience to deal with me… remember.” Your chest throbbed as you repeated his words back to him. You weren’t facing him but by the way he hesitated, he wasn’t expecting you to bring that up.

Cliff hanger-mwahaha!! Chapter 5 is a ✨choice✨ chapter, so you’ll be able to choose the ending😏 that’s why it ended so weirdly LOL . Click on which you would like below.

Fluffy Bunny Or Angst Baddie 

@boredofyourmok @fangirlfree @fallenxalien444 @riverquartzuniverse @trashyrachellee @maddiemg14 @wierdstark @neonparkers @supraveng @missweasley22 @gingerale-soda @princessbloosompepperdoolevonyum @roronoarengi @calmspencer @awelygirl @sxfik @alleycat336 @a-daydreamers-day @sicparvismagnaxi @littlej1708 @mrs-woodwesleyobrien @sun-bois

[coepiteamare]

catch up tag games

i love tag games, but i haven’t been around, so things have piled up. in a frantic attempt to do everything AND not spam the dash, i’ve (once again) compiled. 

tagging (if you haven’t done it and if you want to): everyone tagged below + @monvante @cutechim @augustbutwinter @propinqxity @hansolmates @zibermuda

10 questions

Tagged by @triviafics

rules: answer 10 questions and tag 10 people you want to get to know better!

relationship status: single. painfully single 

favorite color: pink and blue!

three favorite foods: tacos, creme brulee, honey lavender ice cream

song stuck in my head: levitating by dua lipa (yes i’m late to the party)

last song I listened to: it’s okay if you forget me by astrid s

last thing I googled: ...barbie movie with the weasel

time: 8:46pm

dream trip: visiting all my friends (irl and online), south korea at one point

anything I really want: for my loved ones to be okay. to be happy. 

WIP FOLDER TAG

tagged by: @bratkook @joonscore @triviafics @dinamitae @underthejoon @jinpanman​

rules: post the names of all the files in your wip folder, regardless of how non-descriptive or ridiculous. then let people send asks with the title that most intrigues/interests them and you’ll post a little snippet of it or tell them something about it!

1) favourite crime - jk x oc

2) dreamwalkers - jk x dreamwalker!oc

3) maybe the sea calls you (the way you call me) - jk x mermaid!oc

4) the day the world stood still - taehyung x oc

5) the dictionary of lovers - jk x oc

6) untitled, (things you didn’t say at all) - namjoon x acrobat!oc

7) welcome to wonderland (we’re all mad here) - yoongi & jungkook x alice!oc

8) turn back (look how far we’ve come) - jk x oc

the “butter” song challenge!

tagged by @triviafics @opaljm

choose five songs that spell out the word BUTTER and link them, then tag 5 mutuals or the last 5 people in your notifications.

B - brutal by olivia rodrigo

U - urs by niki

T - true crime by epik high

T - the same by ashe

E - ex by kiana lede

R - rain by bts

Zodiac This or That ✨

clean ones here!

tagged by: @triviafics

Sagittarius (sun): Teal or Purple. Topaz or Turquoise. Dandelion or Daffodil. Ginseng or Cilantro. Horse or Stag/Buck. Plane ride or Road trip. Learn Hindi or Learn Japanese. Ginger or Wasabi. Climbing or Snowboarding. Teleportation or Super Speed. Carnival or Circus. Sake or Tequila. Duffel Bags or Suitcases. Time Manipulation or Basic Precognition. Tambourine or Triangle. Backpacking or Whitewater rafting. Aquarius or Libra.

Virgo (moon): Navy Blue or Olive Green. Peridot or Sardonyx. Peony or Sweet Pea. Hops or Rosemary. Chess or Checkers. Carrot Cake or Fig Bar/Cakes/Cookies. Knitting or Crocheting. Grammar Checking/Quality Assurance or Critiquing a piece of work. Golf or Tennis. Buttercups or Morning Glory. Herbs magic or Earth and plant bending. Mice or Bees. Cabernet Frank or Micro-brews. Enchanted Garden or Magic that can perfect skills. Bunnies or Deer. Cancer or Scorpio.

Leo (rising): Gold or Orange. Cat’s Eye or Ruby. Sunflower or Marigold. Aniseed or Elderflower. Oranges or Peaches. Dance or Theater. Cosplay or Creating Fan Fiction. Sunbathing or Hot Stone Massage. Light Magic or Magical Statues/Monuments. Saxophone or Trumpet. Chardonnay or Gin. Super Strength or a Power like Occlumency. Lions or Tigers. Being a Queen/King or Having Immortality. Being the hero or Being the headliner. Tickle or Pillowfight. Libra or Gemini.

This or That

tagged by: @triviafics (lol i love you isi)

love at first sight or slowly growing fond of someone? love letters or mixtapes? hand kisses or kisses on the cheeks? understanding each other without words or finishing each others sentences? gazing into each other’s eyes or looking away blushing? longing to be with someone again or spending every second together? laughing together or crying together? someone run their fingers through your hair or gently playing with your hand? surprise kisses or long tight hugs?

check-in tag!

tagged by: @yeojaa

1. why did you choose your url?

coepi te amare means i have begun to love you in latin. i first heard it from a rixythewraith ff with double b and i’ve used it in a lot of things ever since. 

2. any sideblogs? if you have them name them and why you have them

estbellumsacrum - my personal. there’s just a lot of art and things that are too sad to be here. 

3. how long have you’ve been on tumblr?

uhm i had my first tumblr in 2014? in 10th grade. but this one, i made in January 2020. 

4. do you have a queue tag?

yup! exqueue you

5. why did you start your blog in the first place?

i started writing fanfics in highschool, but stopped. i wanted a way to keep myself writing and accountable and motivated, so i started this!

6. why did you choose your icon?

because i love jungkook. hehe

7. why did you choose your header?

because i love him. but also, it looks kind of whimsical and magical. 

8. what’s your post with the most notes?

uhm probably “you have (1) new voicemail”

9. how many mutuals do you have?

i have no idea tbh

10. how many followers do you have?

300 something!

11. how many people do you follow?

233

12. have you ever made a shitpost?

uhm not on here, but yes. yes i have

13. how often do you use tumblr each day?

uhhh i used to be on it consistently. now a days, maybe once or twice a day?

14. did you have a fight/argument with another blog once? who won?

not to my knowledge!

15. how do you feel about “you need to reblog this” posts?

i feel a lot. i’m not just going to reblog things for the sake of reblogging, especially when i’m not educated on the topic and could be spreading false information. when i think it’s important, i’m going to do my research and educate myself. i do understand the importance of signal boosting, so i can understand where the “you NEED to reblog” part comes from, but at the end of the day, social media is also (especially tumblr) a form of escape. let people have whatever blogs they want, as long as they’re not hurting or harming anyone. 

16. do you like tag games?

yuh 

17. do you like ask games?

yes yes yes

18. which of your mutuals do you think is tumblr famous?

uhhhh tbh, everyone? all of my mutuals are really talented, and i think all of them deserve the world. but uhm...i asked my friend who doesn’t have a writing blog on tumblr and she knows @underthejoon and @bratkook

19. do i have a crush on a mutual?

don’t we all? (but in all honesty, she inspired “love letters i cannot send”)

[goldnratio]

Magical Moments (MGG x Reader)

Description: Matthew and reader are in Disneyland (and love hehe) <3

Warnings: None? Some inaccurate descriptions of Disneyland’s layout lol

Word count: 794

A/N: I MISS DISNEYLAND! And so The Mouse doesn’t try me, I don’t own any of the rides mentioned in this story, their names are used for entertainment purposes :)) also this is the first written thing I’ve published on here and any kind of feedback would be appreciated, as well as likes and reblogs, thank you for reading!!

—

Waking up next to Matthew was always one of your favorite things. Especially when it was at 6:30am in a Disneyland hotel, and you both waste no time in getting ready to hit the parks.

“Babe, did you pack my Minnie ears?” You ask as you dig through your suitcase.

Matthew pokes his head out of the bathroom, “Of course I did, check the bag by the door. It should be in that one, but if not, then it’s in my suitcase with my lanyards.”

As you and Matthew finish up getting ready, you start packing your bag with items you’ll need.

“Okay, I have the tickets, portable charger, extra hair bands, lip balm, my wallet...Matthew, am I missing anything?”

“Hand sanitizer!” Matthew answers as he fixes his lanyards that are filled with several pins he bought with every visit.

“Right! I’ll pack that right now.” After touching everything on each ride in the whole park, it’s a necessity. Once you both double checked that you had everything, you quickly maneuvered your way through the resort and entered the park.

~

You always thought it was cute watching Matthew get excited, but it was just so much better when his excitement was Disney related.

“(Y/N), look!” Matthew smiled and pointed you into the direction of Mickey and Minnie Mouse posing for pictures with some park visitors. “Let’s go take a picture!” and before you can even answer in agreement, he’s already dragging you off towards the characters.

After briefly talking to Mickey, albeit it was one-sided but your boyfriend was having fun, and pretending to catch a kiss Minnie blew his way, you both got your pictures taken by the crew-member accompanying the characters. Thanking them as you walked off, Matthew was already rambling about which fast-passes you needed to get before they ran out and what lands to do first.

“Alright, (Y/N), we’re still on Main Street so we can really do anything first, but I think we should do Fantasyland right now, especially since you know how long the wait time can be for Peter Pan’s Flight…”

You’d accidentally tuned him out as you were looking at the picture of you two; the large smiles on your faces and the iconic Disney characters at your sides, you felt your heart swell with so much love, and it wasn’t even 8:15am yet.

I’ll have to remember to set this as my lockscreen. You smile at the thought.

“...and once we finish Fantasyland, do you want to eat? We can go to the Red Rose Tavern since it’s right there-” You cut Matthew off with a quick kiss and lightly squeeze his hand as you kept walking towards the entrance to Fantasyland.

Matthew squeezed your hand in return and smiled softly at you, “What was that for?”

“Nothing,” You grin. “I just really love you, you know that?”

“I know, (Y/N),” Matthew said, pressing a chaste kiss to your temple. “And I really love you too, princess. Now, let’s decide on which ride first.”

Knowing Disneyland and how it was always packed, you already had an idea of the order you’d do the rides.

“Like you said, Gube, Peter Pan’s Flight always has the longest wait time, so we should knock that one out first. Then do Snow White’s Scary Adventures, Pinocchio’s Daring Journey, and grab a quick breakfast at the Red Rose Tavern?” You suggested as you both got in line for the Peter Pan ride.

“Sounds good, we can finish here after we eat, let our food settle, and move onto Adventureland?” Matthew asked.

“Yes! I’ll get the fast-passes on the app now since the Jungle Cruise and Indiana Jones also have ridiculous wait times.”

The time spent waiting in line felt as it had passed quickly, and before you knew it, you and Matthew were next to board one of the cute, ‘flying ships.’ There was something about the way Matthew wrapped his arms around you, while you guys casually discussed the rest of your day in the park--what rides you wanted to do and in what order, where you’d eat lunch, what you were hoping to find in all the shops, what park snacks you were looking forward to--that made you feel so content. Matthew surely felt the same, and he was practically vibrating with excitement from just talking about what he wanted to do, you could hear the smile in his voice.

Once you boarded your own ship and were about to enter the ride, you looped your arm around his and rested your head on Matthew’s shoulder, savoring one of the many, magical moments you’d share with the man you loved more than anything, all while being at the Happiest Place on Earth.

[cockasinthebird]

Tagged by @lostnoise thank you bby I love you!!!

Also, putting it under a read-more because damn bitch you long

Do you prefer writing with a black pen or a blue pen: Actually, when I am, once upon a blue moon, tortured with the unnecessary need to write in hand, I use a green pen! But black if I have to choose between those

Would you prefer to live in the country or the city: BOTH my parents fucking live on the country side and I... fucking hate it... City, city city city, through and through, give me cement and cars and loud noises, I do not care for trees and grass and bugs.

If you could learn a new skill, what would it be: ...singing.

Do you drink coffee/tea with sugar: Coffee with honey and tea with sugar, I have a HUGE sweet tooth holy fuck

What was your favourite book as a child: I had the HUGEST fucking crush on Artemis Fowl, like holy fucking shit I was IN LOVE with that lil genius bastard, and I still look back upon it fondly

Do you prefer baths or showers: WELL, you see, in my lil country o’ origin, Denmark, bath tubs are very very very rare, so I have never had a bath in that sense since I could fit in the sink... so showers, I guess

If you could be a mythical creature, which one would you be: Anything with wings, beyond the ability to fly I am not picky

Paper or electronic books: Paper smells fantastic, and oh the aesthetic of it all, but for actually reading, e-books, so I buy both

What is your favourite item of clothing: Skinny jeans, because I look fucking AMAZING in them, man...

Do you like your name, or would you like to change it: HA nope I HATE my name, it is IMPOSSIBLE to pronounce if you’re not Scandinavian, and I have often considered changing my name to Alex, which, funny story, my mom wanted me to be named Alexander if I was a boy, so??? Coincidence??? I THINK NOT!

Who is a mentor to you: I’m supposed to have one??

Would you like to be famous, if so, what for: Oh God yes, holy fucking shit I want people to ask for my autograph and turn their heads whispering Is that them?? As for what for, well, ideally it’d be for being a huge broadway star, but since I can’t sing worth shit, I’ll settle for being Netflix’ next wonderchild of a writer!

Are you a restless sleeper: YUP, fuck yes, oh GOD, I have insomnia for various reasons, so I toss and turn I can’t sleep at night, oh, and I wake a good dozen times too

Do you consider yourself to be a romantic person: Fuck yeah, I wanna date someone I can send flowers to at work, always buy their favourite snacks, cook dinner and eat by candles, eat out and eat out, and just... ye.

Which element best represents you: I’m the Avatar

Who do you want to be closer to: See some of these questions are really setting me up to say Dacre or Joe, but instead I’ll say the Moon

Do you miss someone at the moment: Psh HA yes, but for not very PG reasons

Tell us about an early childhood memory: Nahhhh too depressing

What is the strangest thing you have eaten: Hehe, I mean, uhh, pineapple on pizza?? No but I haven’t eaten anything strange ever, really

What are you most thankful for: Money The internet, because without it I’d have never met this many astounding people, been this well-informed, or ever even seen Joe and Dacre in that shower scene

Do you like spicy food: I literally put garlic or chilli in EVERYTHING I cook, god yes, fucking burn me

Have you ever met someone famous: I shook the hand of our Queen once when I was in 3rd grade and she came to visit our school

Do you keep a diary or journal: Nah, I remember every horribly embarrassing thing I’ve ever done in excruciating detail already

Do you prefer to use pen or pencil: God, those are two vastly different things, like, pens are oddly sexy if you do it clean, but a mechanic pencil is nicer to hold and can be erased, so....

What is your star sign: You mean Zodiac??? Because if you don’t then hell if I know, but Capricorn

Do you like your cereal crunchy or soggy: Oh GOD all good things in life is crunchy!!! Ice cream, chocolate, liquorice, cereal, let me fucking chew

What would you want your legacy to be: Well besides my enormous collection of Harringrove smut, I’d want to make a tv show, that even decades later people still love and enjoy, like the original Star Trek, just something that changes tv culture the way they did

Do you like reading, and what was the last book you read: I am actually not that avid a reader, which shames me a great deal, but the last thing I read was, and yeah I’m serious, Brokeback Mountain... Listen, I work in a thrift store, and someone fucking donated it and I... yeah

How do you show someone you love them: Read my tags on everything I reblog from my fellow creators. That is the closest thing I’ll get to showing love in such an honest way. All love is, to me, is the desire to make other people feel better, make them happy and smile and know that they are appreciated and wanted, and I strive to do that every single day. And letting someone know you were thinking about them, whether it’s by sending them a dumb meme or buying them their favourite snack, because you saw it and thought of them. I hope all my followers know I love them.

Do you like ice in your drinks: God yes, keeps it cold and I am gluttonous enough to just inhale whatever the fuck I’m drinking before the ice melts and waters it all out

What are you afraid of: Growing old

What is your favourite scent: There’s this... laundry detergent my ex used, and... it breaks my heart every time I smell it, but it also just reminds me of the good times we had, lying with my head on their chest, just smelling it, feeling the body heat, being happy, being loved. It makes me ridiculously emotional, and coming upon it unexpectedly so just stops time for me

Do you address older people by their name or surname: Man this is a very cultural question to ask, because here everyone calls each other by their first name, like??? I only know people’s last name if it’s absolutely necessary

If money was not a factor, how would you live your life: LAVISHLY SO! But no, really, I know that this is becoming quite tiring to hear of probably, but I would just sit and write. I would wake up, write, go to bed, and then fulfil human duties between like showering and eating and such. I don’t want to travel or party or anything, I just want to write. Also if this question means I’m rich, I’d ofc have a top floor apartment with the view over the ocean and donate as much as I can to literally all charity organizations

Do you prefer swimming in pools or the ocean: Well that really depends, because, salt water does wonders for my curls, like damn bitch yes work that beach hair, but also I assume the pool is 100% clean, so

What would you do if you found $50 on the ground: I would wonder why the fuck there’s 50 dollars lying on the ground in a country that doesn’t even accept that currency

Have you ever seen a shooting star, and if so did you make a wish: Of course I have, but I always liked to think of them as aliens trying to contact us in a long and drawn-out Morse code

What is one thing you would want to teach your children: Oof, uhhh, no thank you

If you had to have a tattoo, what would it be and where would you get it: I already got three, and I’m planning on getting a bust of Medusa on my left inner-bicep

What can you hear now: He’s just like all the rest! You can’t trust him! Hurt Someone from the musical A Bronx Tale

Where do you feel the safest: Right here baby, in bed, surrounded by far too many pillows and duvets and plushies, I like a hard bed with soft surroundings like a goddamn nest

What is one thing you want to overcome/conquest: The world and your heart, yes in that order

If you could travel back to any era, which would it be: That really depends!!!! Like am I still me? Do I know everything I know now? Can I come back again? There are wayyy too many questions for me to make an educated answer, but I’d like to see what was before the Big Bang

What is your most used emoji: 💕 But you already knew that!

Describe yourself using one word: Magnificent

What do you regret the most: Fuck I can only choose one???

Last movie you saw: Instant Family, and it was really good!!!

Tagging! No one yet again, because we’ve all done these by now, and I am very happy that I got a chance, too!!!

[infcrtunii]

ROMANTIC SHIPPING INFO.

[ Look at their height difference oh my gosh shdbsfsdfd ]

Answer the following for your muse(s) so people know how shipping works on your blog. REPOST. Don’t reblog.

TAGGED BY: stole it from my other blog >:3 TAGGING: @jcllyfisn / @bearxclaws / @mxladymorgan / @pilawforhire / @not-a-rogue

WHAT’S YOUR OTP FOR YOUR MUSE?:   Is Deuce x pain a valid answer? No? :’v  Anyone who has been around should know I breathe, eat and sleep Deuvier on all its modalities. They might look like they only say “asshole” and “ocean freak” back and forth every time they come across but they really have a lot of potential. Hopefully, we’ll get a huge amount of aloe-vera because it’ll burn and we gotta soothe the pain somehow. 

WHAT ARE YOU WILLING TO RP WHEN IT COMES TO SHIPPING?:   Everything as long as my partner is okay with it, really. I’m hardly bothered by things so I’d like to give things a shot if the occasion ever arises.

HOW LARGE DOES THE AGE GAP HAVE TO BE TO MAKE IT UNCOMFORTABLE?: Eight years —ten to the maximum. Deuce isn’t really looking forward to falling in love but he wouldn’t like to have a partner either too young or too old. If it isn’t obvious enough already, they should be over 18. 

ARE YOU SELECTIVE WHEN SHIPPING?:   Awfully, yeah. Deuce is not the easiest person around —he’ll make people feel comfortable around him since he’s pretty calm [ albeit a little intimidating ] and nice when he feels like it but he won’t say much. Nothing at all if possible. He hasn’t gotten over his past lover and it has been seven years. He’s part of the Whitebeard crew. He’s very possessive and jealous. I don’t want to keep on going because I’ll get his dirty secrets out and it’s a little too soon for that to happen, but he’s a little difficult to put it simply. 

HOW FAR DO STEAMY MOMENTS HAVE TO GO BEFORE THEY’RE CONSIDERED NSFW?: When the clothes start coming off and the persons start getting too touchy. 

WHO ARE OTHER MUSES YOU SHIP YOUR MUSE WITH? Anita [ @bearxclaws ] I guess? I don’t really ship them but I think they’d have really nice chemistry if only I decided to write instead of procrastinating.

DOES ONE HAVE TO ASK TO SHIP WITH YOU?:   Yes, please.

ARE YOU MULTISHIP?: Nope. Two ships is all I’ll be taking on this blog. No more. 

ARE YOU SHIP OBSESSED OR SHIP MORE-OR-LESS?: I guess ship obsessed fits hehe ^-^’)/ 

WHAT IS YOUR FAVORITE SHIP IN YOUR CURRENT FANDOM?:  Don’t do this to me. 

FINALLY, HOW DOES ONE SHIP WITH YOU?: Let’s write together first and wait for our muses to start having some chemistry —talking ooc is highly advised even when the plan isn’t to ship but rather for shits and giggles. Let’s have some chemistry too because I’m shy as fuck and I forget conversations very quickly and I need someone patient because sometimes I’m too slow to catch stuff.  Let’s become friends so I can type ridiculous headcanons at ungodly hours of the night when I should be sleeping. 

[iputmyselfintothenarrative]

We had our chance (Part 5)

Okay, so this is a direct continuation off Part 4, picking up where we last left off. Thank you for your support, I really appreciate every reblog, like and comment. Really, you all are the best! 

Part 1, Part 4, Masterlist, Requests, Askbox

Pairing: Lin x Reader

Summary: Love is like a puzzle, you have to find the right pieces to create the whole picture. But what happens when the pieces are incredibly small and easy to loose?

Warnings: This will contain angst. Not only angst, a little fluff as well, but the ride won’t really be an easy one. ALSO. This one might contain a little NSFW stuff. Nothing to bad, but yeah. You’ve been warned.

Wordcount: 2,631

Tags: @hopeandlovelastlonger (If more people wants a tag, then just tell me and I’d be happy to include you as well.)

-Continuation: August 2013-

You clenched your mouth together and tried to remain as calm and collected as possible. Slowly, you glanced towards Jasmine and Anthony to see if they had noticed it, and judging by the way Jasmine seemed to be looking at their direction, you assumed that they had. When she looked back at you, you instinctively took out your phone to seem distracted, but somehow you had the feeling that they knew you had seen them as well.

“Hey, let’s roast some marshmallows!” Jasmine almost spat out, seemingly trying to lighten the mood a bit. All you really wanted to do was go somewhere and be alone for a bit, maybe have a good cry or so. But this was not the time, nor the place for that. If anyone would see you devastated as a result of previous happenings, it would be completely and totally obvious that you were almost ridiculously in love with him. And for some reason, you didn’t want people to know that, especially not Lin’s friends. So you just plastered a smile on your lips and nodded.

“Yes! Sounds delicious!” You were actually kind of surprised off how unconcerned you managed to sound when answering her. The incredibly forced smile seemed to have worked out as well, since Jasmine joyfully took out the marshmallows and three sticks that someone had prepared beforehand.

“Lin stayed up all night making these. Apparently, he didn’t want to go with some half-assed forest sticks this time. It is almost like he had something to prove!” Jasmine said and handed you one. You accepted it and let your eyes ponder on it for a while. It was not the most beautiful marshmallow sticks in the world, but they were certainly really functional. You glanced to where he had disappeared, but quickly directed your eyes to the fire instead, trying to keep your chill demeanor. When you put the marshmallow on the stick, it reminded you of the night of the campfire. Of course. You felt a small tug at your heart every time you were reminded off him.

Suddenly, you could feel your phone buzzing. Your heart took a leap and you started to breathe quicker as you thought that maybe, MAYBE it could be him. But the disappointment quickly overtook you when you picked it up to check, since the screen revealed the dentist-appointment-reminder you had in two days.

“Hey, Y/N. He will be back soon, I promise.” Jasmine’s voice forced you to look at her, noticing the slight worry in her eyes. You observed her for a few seconds before forcing that same smile again, wanting to keep appearing like you didn’t care.

“Yeah, whatever, he can go have fun, I don’t care.” Hadn’t it been for your lump in your stomach and the feeling of wanting to cry, you would have actually laughed at how unconvincing you sounded. What Jasmine answered, you couldn’t really comprehend since your mind was wandering off, thinking about what he may be doing right now.

He could be stealing a kiss from his girlfriend in the shadow of a tree right now, or even worse. The thought made you nauseous. As you watched your marshmallow getting browner, the feeling of disappointment slowly began to be replaced by annoyance and anger. You hadn’t heard from him in half an hour now. Not even a single small text or a phone call or anything.

If he wasn’t done with her, then why was he sending you all these signals? Sure, he seemed to be the type of guy who treated everyone like they were special, and maybe you had just been overthinking everything, but still? Since even Jasmine and Anthony had noticed that something was going on with the two of you. As always, this had been too good to be true. He was impossible to be that perfect.

As the night progressed, you didn’t hear from him at all, neither did Jasmine nor Anthony. They were sitting tightly together, having finished the bag of marshmallows a long time ago. You had barely eaten one, and didn’t feel like starting on another. They seemed to be having fun despite the worried looks they gave you at times when you were being especially quiet.

Occasionally you would take out your phone and pretend to scroll through some random social media app, when you were actually checking if he had gotten in touch yet. But no, nothing. Trying to fight back a tear, you opened the text app and clicked on your conversation with him. You couldn’t stand feeling this way anymore, so you decided to take the matter into your own hands.

Hey, where did you go? We’re still waiting on that beer, pal ;)

When you proofread the message before sending it, you started to cringe a bit at the “pal” part. It came off as a little too obvious that you were pushing the “heyyyy we’re just friends hehe” agenda, and you decided to delete the last part before you hit send.

The first few minutes of waiting you heart was turning, but as you went another hour without receiving a reply, the nervousness slowly disappeared, being replaced with the same feelings of anger and disappointment as you had experienced before.

You checked the time and nearly gasped when you it showed that it was a quarter past midnight. He had been gone three hours now, and you we’re starting to feel tired. And besides, you didn’t really feel like sitting there and suffer anymore than you had already did. You started to collect your things but as you were about to get up your phone buzzed. Mindlessly you took it out and checked it, expecting anything but a text from him. But this time it was different.

“Hey!! Sorry, I met an old friend and had to talk to them. I will be right there with the beer.” It was from Lin. Not capable of believing that it was actually him that had sent the message, you stared at the screen for a minute while feeling your heart starting to race again. With a quick glance in Anthony and Jasmine’s direction you determined that they hadn’t seen or heard the message coming in.

For the first time in hours, a genuine smile spread across your face as you lifted the phone to respond. But before you could even start typing, another message showed up, also from Lin.

“Um. Actually, could you meet me at the pier instead? I could use some help carrying the beer ;)”

You lowkey wondered why you had to meet him at the pier when the beer was in the car. It was quite the distance, and if he had managed carrying it that far, then why would he need help to bring it the shorter distance from the pier to the fire? Not that it really mattered, though. He had finally responded to you, and according to him, he had only been talking to his girlfriend. You were still not completely willing to accept that as a fact however, since they had been at it for hours, but the happiness his response brought you overshadowed the previous happenings that evening.

“Yes, I’ll be there in a sec. See ya!” your answer was short, but you didn’t feel the need to write something else. As soon as you pressed send you stood up.

“I’m just going to take a walk.” you let them know and headed to the pier. Why you didn’t tell them what you were actually doing you didn’t really know. Maybe it was because you didn’t feel like explaining everything to them, or maybe it was because you didn’t want them to tag along.

As you approached the pier, you could see that he was already standing there with his hands in the pockets of his sweater, causing your heart to skip a beat. But there were no beer bottles at all.

When he saw you, he took out one of his hands and waved at you.

“Hi.” He looked at you, but seemed hesitant to meet your gaze. Actually, his whole demeanor suggested he was nervous, since he kept weighing from side to side, fluxing his elbows.

“Hi! Did you have fun with your friend?” that question was as hard to ask as it could possibly be to receive an answer to. You almost held your breath, expecting a smiley response where he would be all heads-over-heals in love and all. But it didn’t come. Instead he directed his gaze away from you, looking distantly at something far away. He proceeded to shrug his shoulders.

“Not really.” He opened his mouth as to say something more, but seemed to have changed his mouth about it as he quickly closed it again.

He glanced at you.

“We, uh… We hadn’t spoken in weeks.” His words made your heart beat faster and faster. You had seriously no idea of where this was going, making you a bit anxious. You pressed your lips together in an attempt to moisturize them, but to no avail. They seemed to have caught his eyes, however, as his eyes were now wandering between your eyes and your lips.

“Okay?”

“We broke up.” he said, almost interrupting you. He was now looking directly at you, studying your face as if to try to read what your reaction would be. You swallowed a bit of saliva, trying to get some moisture back in your mouth which was now really dry.

“Oh.” You didn’t notice until now that you had crossed your arms in an attempt to shield yourself from what could eventually be coming. But since the news were actually quite good, at least for you if you were being selfish, you slowly lowered them to the sides instead.

“I’m sorry.”

“Nah. It’s okay. It wasn’t really a good relationship to begin with.”

For a moment, you just looked at each other, neither one of you not really knowing what to say.

“So where is the beer? I thought you wanted help with it?” you asked him, looking around to see if he was hiding it somewhere. He wasn’t

Finally, he took out one of his hands from his pockets and started to rub his neck.

“It’s in the car. Sorry.” He was clearly embarrassed, as he was struggling to maintain eye contact with you. You couldn’t help but to smile at him.

“Well, let’s go and get it? Anthony has been waiting a really long time for his beer.” you said with a laugh and turned your back against him, suggesting a direction.

“Yeah!” he responded and took a step forward so that he could walk next to you.

“So did you eat all the marshmallows yet?” he asked with hopefulness in his voice.

“Yes, I’m sorry. Jasmine and Anthony really stuffed their faces, I couldn’t barely get my hand on one! And nice sticks, by the way.”

Your body suddenly tensed as you felt a hand taking yours. You immediately knew that it was his, and that only made you heart beat even faster. You let your fingers intertwine with his, but didn’t have the guts to actually look at him.

“I made them myself! I was up all night!” he said and carefully squeezed your hand.

“I could tell. They worked well despite their looks.” you tried to sound calm and collected, but you could, to your dismay, hear that your voice was trembling a bit. Okay, so you were clearly nervous about the ordeal. Why? It was just handholding, right?

For the first time, it dawned on you that this was the first time the two of you were alone together. For real alone together.

“Don’t you say that! I worked hard on them to make them look beautiful.” he tried to sound offended, but didn’t manage that too well.

“Well, I guess your skills lie elsewhere. Hey, did you know tha-”

You suddenly felt a backwards tug at your arm, as Lin had stopped walking but you hadn’t noticed in time. You stopped as well and looked back at him with a confused expression on your face. He didn’t say anything as he was just looking at you, observing your every move.

And you kind of knew why. This was it. This was really happening. Your chest almost hurt due to your heart beating so fast and you felt yourself starting to shiver. Slowly, he started to pull you closer to him, carefully placing his free hand on your waist. It was dark, so you couldn’t really see his face, but you knew that he was looking right at you, faces only inches from each other.

Wow, you wanted this so bad. There was a part of you that really wanted to run away, but you wouldn’t let your nervousness take this moment away from you.

His hand slowly slid to your back giving it a gentle nudge, but letting you go the rest off the way. It didn’t take much movement from your side, as you were already standing so close. You let your lips brush against his lightly, placing a kiss on his lower lip before fully pressing your lips against his.

Your hand found itself on its way to the back off his head, wanting to tangle itself in with his hair underneath the beanie.

“But… the beer…” you whispered against his lips, feeling his smile grow wider.

“The beer can wait.” he whispered back before resuming to kiss you, hungrier this time. It was clear that he had wanted to do this for a long time. He had not needed any help with the beer at all, this had been the reason for him calling you to the pier alone. The realization brought a smile to your face, hiding behind the kiss. 

Deciding to try and be a bit brave, you deepened the kiss. He latched onto it directly as he suddenly grabbed you a bit harder and started to push you backwards a few steps until you ended up on your back. You felt his weight as he placed himself on top of you, but before commencing, he suddenly broke away from the kiss.

“Hey… You’re sure you want to do this?” he asked quietly, only for you to hear. “Yes, I am sure.” you said, placing your hand on the back off his head and pulling it down to kiss him again.

You couldn’t believe this was happening. How lucky you were that you hadn’t gone home before, otherwise this wouldn’t have happened.

The night was beautiful. The stars lit up the whole sky, and since you were so far away from the nearest city, the artificial lights didn’t spoil anything either.

Your head rested on his chest as you let the sounds of his heartbeat slowly calm you down. He had his chin on the top of your head, shifting between holding you really tightly and stroking the bare skin on your upper arm with his fingers. Yes, the night was cold, but you didn’t notice. You smiled to yourself.

“Lin, I… I have never told anyone I like them before.” you said, hoping that you wouldn’t have to say more. That he would understand and that he would give you his (hopefully positive) response.

“You haven’t?” he sounded a bit surprised, but still reassuring. However, you could feel your smile fading away. You knew that what you were hoping for was a stretch. He wouldn’t just take that as a hint and then start to confess his undying love to you, the world didn’t work that way. But his answer made you feel a bit discouraged so you just closed your eyes and didn’t say anymore. He didn’t mention it.

That could wait. For now, you were just going to enjoy this moment as much as you possibly could.