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clairecrive · 1 year
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Eddie Munson Masterlist
For my favorite dungeon master and soft boy <3
Legenda: + fluff, ^angst, * smut
Find my other masterlists here.
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"Sweetheart" +^
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Fic Rec List (Part 2)
My first rec list was strictly Billy Russo x Reader fics, but this one covers The Darkling (Shadow and Bone), Logan Delos (Westworld), and Caspian (The Chronicles of Narnia). There are only a few of each so I didn’t see much point putting them in their own separate lists.
Anyways, on with the fic recs!
The Darkling
Dusk Till Dawn by FluffyUnicorn666
Author’s summary: Your relationship with General Kirigan only exists after the sun goes down and you begin to wonder whether he loves you beyond the night calls. Before you can find out Kirigan’s true feelings, you’re tied up and thrown into the back of a van.
Rec notes: This is my go-to Darkling comfort fic. I don’t even care about the anachronisms. When I first got into Darkling x reader fics, there was a particular type I was after, and this was it. Non-Grisha reader - check. Angsty uncertainty about Aleksander’s feelings - check. Reader is put in danger/goes through traumatic experience - check. Aleksander going full Darkling when rescuing her - double check. And finally, a soft resolution where feelings are openly admitted and all misunderstandings are brought to rest - check and check.
Nyctophobia by ohthislove
Author’s summary: General Kirigan saves you after the Second Army raids your village in Fjerda, but he wants something from you in return.
Rec notes: Dark!fic isn’t normally my thing, but this one is an interesting role reversal, with the Grisha being the malevolent raiders and the Fjerdans sympathetic victims. This fic does come with a great big warning, though. It is definitely not for everyone, so please pay attention to the tags, specifically the “Rape/Non-Con” one. This is not a happy fic and there is no love between Kirigan and the reader.
Where Your Heart Is by Clairecrive
Summary: The reader is fed up with slowly losing Aleksander to Alina and decides to leave. Aleksander will have to stop her before it’s too late and he loses the one he really loves.
Rec notes: You can’t go wrong with a bit of angst, and the Alina “love triangle” provides perfect ammunition for it. This fic is definitely one of my more favoured of the “Reader is jealous of Alina” storylines.
Logan Delos
Delos and Austen by marvelmusing
Author’s summary: Logan Delos is the CEO of Westworld. You are the co-head of Narrative, and have been friends with Logan for nearly two years.
Rec notes: Logan can be such a fun character, and this fic demonstrates that well (though the last fic in the series is more serious). The writer does a great job of giving us the nicer side to Logan’s character while still keeping him a little bit of an asshole, which I appreciate. And I love the “Austen” nickname.
P.S. The link for this one is for marvelmusing’s Logan Masterlist, as it was easier just to link to the one page. I also recommend reading the other fic on it.
Just a Kiss by banditthewriter
Summary: After a shitty breakup, the reader confides in Logan that one of the things her ex said when he broke up with her was that she was a bad kisser. Logan offers himself as a test subject to disprove the accusation.
Rec notes: This one is a good mix of light angst and light smut. Throw in a healthy dose of friends-to-lovers, and you’ve got yourself a highly enjoyable fic.
Knee-Jerk Reaction by banditthewriter
Author’s summary: Logan reacts to finding out the reader loves him. Let me rephrase that: Logan reacts poorly to finding out the reader loves him.
Rec notes: I like this one because it starts post-confession and deals with the fall-out and processing of feelings. It’s a refreshing change from the common (though no less appealing) “love confession is immediately accepted and reciprocated” plot. Plus there’s a nice moment of jealous!logan to enjoy.
Logan Delos’s Soulmate by banditthewriter
Summary: Soulmate AU where you meet your soulmate in your dreams.
Rec notes: I love Soulmate AUs! There are so many different types, which means you get a bit of variety within the trope. If you are looking for tooth-rotting fluff, however, this is not that kind of soulmate au. This fic is surprisingly emotional, with a high focus on Logan’s drug addiction and self-worth issues. But don’t despair! There is a happy ending.
Caspian
Like It Once Was by banditthewriter
Summary: Modern AU. After Prince Caspian’s year long absence, the reader is informed that he no longer wants the throne, as it will prevent him from marrying a woman of non-royal heritage. This makes life difficult for the reader, as not only is it her job to manage such announcements, but she and Caspian had also been developing a relationship before he had left for military duty.
Rec notes: Ah, the good old “misunderstandings leading to unnecessary angst” trope. Love it! This is only a one-shot, which means that the angst is just the right length to stop it getting repetitive, and the flashbacks are spaced out well (I think there are only two) so they break the angst with a bit of fluff. All in all, a great read. For anyone who only has surface knowledge of the Narnia series (like me), this fic does feature the Pevensies, but it’s a modern AU, so knowledge of their stories is not needed to enjoy it.
Make Your Choice by banditthewriter
Author’s summary: When the reader was just a baby, she was promised to Prince Caspian of Telmar. Her and two other girls that is. Once the prince because King of Narnia, the women promised to Caspian are brought to Cair Paravel to see which will become Queen of Narnia. Can she make the king fall in love with her?
Rec notes: A lovely written fic that manages to fit into the arranged marriage trope while skirting the definition of “arranged” when it comes to the actual marriage (the characters fall in love and the marriage proposal is made from love… so willingly arranged marriage, maybe?). It’s a good fic if you want to read something lengthy and plotty that still has high focus on the romance aspect.
A Recipe For Love by padfootagain
Author’s summary: Your life was quiet, working in the Royal Kitchens and craving for a chance to become a cook. But your whole world changes when your eyes meet the King’s gaze…
Rec notes: Who doesn’t love a king/commoner love story? I particularly like this one because it is the reader who makes the big gesture at the fic’s climax, rather than the canon character. Usually it’s the other way around, so this was refreshing to read. Other highlights include Caspian looking after the reader when they are sick, and him meeting their parents (who don’t believe he’s the king).
Visiting Princesses by pillow-titties
Author’s summary: A banquet held to welcome visiting princess vying for King Caspian's hand has your jealousy reach its peak and brings hidden feelings to light.
Rec notes: A classic friends-to-lovers story with a heavy dose of smut. Seriously, this one is something like 80% smut and I am far from complaining.
What You Deserve by banditthewriter
Summary: Cornered into choosing a suitor, the reader thinks her best choice is a man who treats her with far less respect than she deserves. But a voyage on the Dawn Treader proves that she may have another option.
Rec notes: This one features the Pevensies, but Caspian is a king, so I’m guessing that means it is set between Prince Caspian and Voyage of the Dawn Treader? But if you haven’t seen the movies or read the books, as I haven’t, it doesn’t really matter. It is still an enjoyable fic with a very satisfying ending.
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lovebitesimagines · 4 years
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I Don’t Care- Arthur Shelby.
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Song: I Don’t Care- Ed Sheeran & Justin Bieber. 
Masterlist.
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Tag list: @biba3434 @onlythechicagoway @mortalflower​ @mollybegger-blog​ @13frogges​ @queencoraline3​ @clairecrive​
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I’m at a party I don’t want to be at,
And I don’t ever wear a suit and tie at,
Wonderin’ if I could sneak out the back.
Nobody’s even lookin’ me in my eyes.         
 Arthur Shelby fucking despised these kinds of parties, where women dripped in jewels and the men dripped in a concoction of snow and whiskey. Everyone was dressed in the finest dresses and suits money could buy, wearing their wealth upon their shoulders. The music was far too loud, voices fighting over the noise to gain attention. Cigarette smoke mingled in with the scent of perfume and stale sweat. Arthur hated it.         
He had sat in the corner of the room most of the night, somewhat content with watching the goings on in the room. It was his own form of entertainment, silently forming judgements of strangers within his mind. His fingers where wrapped around his glass of whiskey, the golden liquid his only form of solace as he waited for you to return.         
Arthur glanced down for a brief moment, a frown beginning to form in the centre of his forehead. He looked ridiculous in a suit that was far too tight for him, making him appear stiff and uptight. His eyes scanned the room, noticing how his brothers appeared to fit easily into this lifestyle. Arthur Shelby was forever the misfit, forever the outsider. He was sure that no one would miss him, if he decided to slip outside, escape from this horror scenario. 
Then you take my hand,
Finish my drink say “Shall we dance?”
 Hell, yeah.         
Arthur spotted you making your way across the room towards him, his eyes magnetically drawing towards you. He felt his breath catch in his throat and his heart rate shoot up, a feeling he had been experiencing since he had met you all those years ago. Your dress caressed your soft curves, Arthur having spent many hours exploring the dips in your flesh. Your eyes where the most beautiful shade of (Y/C/E), the kind that constantly shone with a rare kind of affection served especially for him. You were easy to talk to, your patience incomparable as Arthur ranted and raved to you. You listened to him, and he adored that.         
Your fingers entwined with his as you reached him, your face alight with excitement. 
“Come and dance with me” you chuckled softly, your eyes silently pleading with him. He knew that you loved dancing, and he had no objections about being seen with you upon the dance floor. He could never say no to your face, the thought of your beautiful features falling in disappointment almost too much to bear.         
 “Okay, okay” Arthur laughed, as he allowed you to drag him onto the dancefloor.                    
You know I love you, did I ever tell you?
You make it better like that.         
The feeling that came with holding you within his arms, was nothing short of addictive to Arthur. He savoured each moment that he held you, yet it was never enough. He lived in the constant fear that someday you would leave, and he would be left with empty arms. You brought a sense of purpose to his life. 
“Have I ever told you that I love you?” Arthur mumbled lightly, pressing his lips against your forehead. His lips twitched into a smile at the sound of your laughter. 
“You tell me every day Arth. I love you too” you chuckled, wrapping your arms around his neck.         
 You where his saviour, seeing past the demonic nature that many had labelled him with. You had made him want to be a better man, made him want to finally change his ways. You held him within the darkest nights, when he succumbed to his fears and when he felt like his world was ending. You made everything better.         
Don’t think I fit in at this party
Everyone’s got so much to say.
I always feel like I’m nobody,
Who wants to fit in anyway?         
Arthur stuck out like a sore thumb, as he danced alongside you. He was aware of the inquisitive and judgemental glances that they threw your way, everyone wondering why on Earth you would choose to spend your time with him. He could hear the whispers reaching his ears, questioning your actions, but neither of you cared. It was like you where both in your own little bubble, oblivious to the cruelty of the outside world. 
Cause I don’t care when I’m with my baby,
All the bad things disappear.
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clairecrive · 2 years
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Outlander masterlist
I am appalled by the lack of outlander fics on this site. So, here's my way of fixing it. Will upload this as I post x
MY OTHER MASTERLISTS
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Jamie Fraser:
coming soon
Fergus Fraser:
"A blessing in disguise"
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clairecrive · 3 years
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𝑵𝒂𝒗𝒊𝒈𝒂𝒕𝒊𝒐𝒏✨
Hello, everyone and welcome to my blog. I'm Claire and I hope you will enjoy your stay here.🌻⭐
You can also find me on Wattpad and ao3.
These are the people I write for and how to request. (check the bio to see whether they're open or not)
Here are my masterlists:
-General masterlist (Klaus Mikaelason, Bradley James, Billy Russo)
-Harry Potter masterlist (Remus Lupin, Sirius Black)
- Tom Hardy's characters masterlist
- Shadow and Bone masterlist (the darkling, Nikolai Lanstov)
Outlander masterlist (Jamie Fraser, Fergus Fraser) - Eddie Munson masterlist (Stranger Things)
If you'd like to be tagged, fill in this form.
Likes, comments and reblogs are very much appreciated as sometimes I get through rough patches where I don't have any motivation and they help a lot!
I read a lot and sometimes I like to write reviews.
Here are some fic recs and some other fic recs.
Also, I'm always here for you! whether you need a friend, to vent or fangirl about anything. 💕
𝑠𝑡𝑎𝑦 𝑠𝑎𝑓𝑒 𝑎𝑛𝑑 𝑡𝑟𝑒𝑎𝑡 𝑝𝑒𝑜𝑝𝑙𝑒 𝑤𝑖𝑡𝘩 𝑘𝑖𝑛𝑑𝑛𝑒𝑠𝑠 🌻
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clairecrive · 4 years
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Tom hardy masterlist:
A/n: since the other masterlist was giving me problems I've decided to make one exclusively for our man. In here you will find all the imagines and the people I write for. Let me know if a link doesn't work.
Requests are always open, you can either write them in the comments or send me an ask. I swear I don't bite!
These are the people I write for and how to request
Hearing your thoughts and opinions is priceless and highly appreciated, so pls give me your feedback.
GENERAL MASTERLIST (Klaus Mikaelason, Bradley James, Merlin, Billy Russo)
HARRY POTTER MASTERLIST
OUTLANDER MASTERLIST
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Alfie Solomons :
-Misunderstanding
- Christmas imagine
-Insecurities (Part 1) (Part 2)
- Clumsiness
- Worth it
- Grounded (modern alfie)
- Great expectations (modern alfie)
- Jewish women 
- Childhood crush
- Little girl
- Blurb based on "Lean on"
- Blurb based on "Let me in" by Ollie Murs
-Blurb based on "Happier"
- Oh pet,
- Why? (Part 2)
-Hold me?
- Mr Darcy, (Part 2) (modern alfie kinda)
- Small thing
- The ring
- Favorite
- Attention
Multichapter:
- “Dear Alfie”, summary, Chapter 1, Chapter 2, Chapter 3, Chapter 4, Chapter 5
-"Let's stay home"|Quarantine AU masterpost
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Eddie brock :
- Childish
- Rare, (part 2)
- Blurb based on "Tutta colpa mia" by Elodie
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The Kray twins:
Ronnie:
-Christmas prompt "Is that mistletoe hanging from the lights?"
- “Fall”
- “Comfort”
- "Phone call"
- “Holding horses”
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Eames:
-Insecurities (Part 1) (Part 2)
- Prompt "how dare you?"
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Tommy Conlon short series:
- The first time, Part 2 [on-going]
- More
- Hearts don't break around here (Blurb)
- Concert
- Hottie next door (1k celebration)
- All in our heads
- She
- Blurb
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Bane:
- Look at him
-Unsaid (Multichapter) : Part 1, Part 2, Part 3 [Finished]
- Blurb based on "One" by Ed Sheeran
- Voodoo doll
- Waterloo
- Chaos
- Closeness
- Burn
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Charlie Bronson:
- Visitor, Part 2
-Drabble
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James Delaney:
- Somewhere in Neverland (Blurb)
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Tuck Hanson:
- Cupid's strike
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Bob Saginowski:
- All the time in the world
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clairecrive · 4 years
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Hi luv, about ur flirty someone I would actually love you to do it with Alfie but not a modern I love him how he is. Or maybe you could give mr Delaney ago not sure if you write for him but I'd like to see how that would turn out. Whatever you end doing be it reg eames Alfie I'm sure it will be great anyway. PS can you post a link to your master list I can't find it🤗
Hello honeyy, thanks for reaching out! ☀️
Sooo, I love Alfie to death but I don't think that this idea that I have can work for him🤔. Or maybe yes, I'll have to change a few things, idk. I'll definitely think about it! Let's wait and see also what others think.
As for James, yes I do write about him even though I never have yet. I'm just so scared to do it tbh lol. He doesn't send the flirty vibe tho, does he? I guess he's more the type to grab what he wants or who he wants unapologetically. I should write about him tho, he deserves some love, so if you have any idea pls hit me up.
Thank you again for your kind words and here are my masterlists:
GENERAL MASTERLIST (Klaus Mikaelason, Bradley James, Merlin)
TOM HARDY'S MASTERLIST
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lovebitesimagines · 4 years
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Watermelon Sugar- Alfie Solomons.
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Song: Watermelon Sugar- Harry Styles.
Masterlist.
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Tag list: @biba3434​ @onlythechicagoway​ @mortalflower​ @mollybegger-blog​ @13frogges​ @queencoraline3​ @clairecrive​
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Tastes like strawberries on a summer evenin’,
And it sounds just like a song. 
Alfie had planned this for quite some time, watching out for the first signs of sunlight so he could snatch you away. Due to the busy life style he had, moments alone where few and far between. He couldn’t help but feel guilty, that the evenings alone he had promised you at the start, where a rare occurrence. You had often fallen asleep alone in the bed you shared, stealing a few moments together when it was possible. He wanted this day to be nothing short of perfect. 
He watched as you had woken up next to him that morning, your eyes igniting with excitement as he announced you would spend the day together. The way your cheeks flushed with childlike enthusiasm as you picked out a dress, one that fell just above your knees, excited suggestions spilling from your lips as you attempted to guess where he was taking you. Alfie could only chuckle at you, pressing his lips against your strawberry scented skin.
 “It’s a surprise love” he had murmured in your ear, his fingers moving to tuck a strand of hair behind your ear. It was going to be perfect. 
I want more berries and that summer feelin’
It’s so wonderful and warm.
 Alfie had found the one rare gem of beauty within London, untainted by black tendrils of smoke. He grinned with a rare sense of achievement, as he watched the joy illuminate your face. You had always managed to find the beauty in the simplest of things, finding no desire to surround yourself with glamorous jewels. Alfie knew that the way to your heart was a simple bunch of flowers, the petals stained in your favourite shade of yellow. He knew that you loved to feel the sun upon your skin, and to breathe in the fresh countryside air. You were different than other women in London, who would say sweet words in exchange for opulence. You were Alfies rare jewel. 
He’d spent time, trying to find the best selection of food for you to enjoy that afternoon. Alfie had wanted this to be special, a variety of fruits placed delicately within the picnic basket he held. He couldn’t help but laugh as he watched your eyes light up at the sight, the berry juices staining your lips in various shades of red and purple. He brushed his lips against your own, the juices mingling and mixing. 
Breathe me in, breathe me out
I don’t know if I could ever go without.
I’m just thinking out loud,
I don’t know if I could ever go without. 
Alfie was addicted to you, and he had been ever since you had come stumbling into his life. He knew from the moment he first laid eyes upon you, that you weren’t an average London woman, who was intoxicated by riches. You paid no mind to who he was, never allowing his darkness to dim your light. You encouraged him to be better, and for the first time Alfie felt as if he was capable of love. To many he was evil, a London gangster with an appetite for violence. But for you? For you he was the softest man to walk this Earth. He would never let you go.
His hand slipped into his pocket, as he watched you dance around the meadow, the blades of grass tickling your ankles. His fingers skimmed against a velvet box, a smile playing upon his lips at his secret. He had been planning this for weeks, and now was the right moment. 
“Love?”
Watermelon sugar high.
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lovebitesimagines · 4 years
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Dancing With a Stranger- Finn Shelby.
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Song: Dancing with a Stranger- Sam Smith & Normani. 
Masterlist.
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Tag list: @biba3434​ @onlythechicagoway​ @mortalflower​ @mollybegger-blog​ @13frogges​ @queencoraline3​ @clairecrive​
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I don’t want to be alone tonight,
It’s pretty clear that I’m not over you.
I’m still thinking ‘bout the things you do,
So I don’t wanna be alone tonight. 
You and Finn Shelby where each other’s kryptonite, each other’s ultimate weakness. You had formed a relationship off the back of convenience, finding solace in each other’s arms during times of grief. It was never meant to be more than a one-night thing, the agreement escaping from your lips after the first night. Yet you soon would find yourselves searching out the other, when you needed a remedy. 
It soon got out of hand, feelings beginning to erupt, and like a volcano, it soon destroyed everything. You had drunkenly admitted your love for Finn, unable to stop the tirade of words from spilling out of your mouth. You were met with silence, your confession seeming to wash over Finn as if it was water. It was almost as if you had been nothing to him, and you felt foolish to think otherwise. That was the last night you had spoken to him. 
Finn left more of an imprint upon your life, than you would have cared to admit, and now without him you felt hopeless. Your days where an endless blur of darkness, everything you had once held dear slipping through your fingers. Where you would have usually searched for Finn and divulged in his remedy, you now had no one. You had to search for someone to numb the pain, a temporary replacement.         
Can you light the fire?
I need somebody who can take control.
I know exactly what I need to do.
Cause I don’t want to be alone tonight.          
The Garrison provided the perfect backdrop to your plan, with the endless opportunities to mingle with strangers being laid at your feet. You knew it was a dangerous game that you were about to play, entering the Peaky Blinders playground. You had become reckless, unconcerned about the dangers you would be getting yourself into. 
You were dressed like the devil in disguise, choosing an outfit that you knew would make heads turn for all the wrong reasons. You knew by the silence that shrouded you as you entered the pub, that you had turned heads. Your name would be on everybody’s lips this evening. It wouldn’t be long before even Finn Shelby knew about your presence.
 Look what you made me do,
I’m with somebody new. 
You wrapped your arms around the man who you had claimed as a temporary fix, the overpowering smell of his cologne burning your nostrils. He was promising you the word, his lips moving in a quick whisper against your ear, as your bodies moved in sync. Your dark dress billowed out with each movement, as your heartbeat in time to a new rhythm. You couldn’t care less for the man stood in front of you, ignoring the way his hands slid down your back, gripping you in places Finn used to hold. He was only a temporary fix.
 Your eyes met Finns from across the bar, his face hardening as he watched you move with somebody new, somebody that wasn’t him. His eyes darkened as they scanned over you, his lips curling in disgust. It gave you a sense of achievement, knowing that you had hurt him, as he had hurt you. 
Fuck Finn Shelby. 
I’m dancing with a stranger.
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lovebitesimagines · 4 years
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Everything Has Changed- Alfie Solomons.
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Song: Everything Has Changed- Taylor Swift and Ed Sheeran. 
Masterlist.
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All I knew, this morning when I woke,
Is I know something now, I didn’t before.
And all I’ve seen, since eighteen hours ago,
Is green eyes and freckles and your smile. 
Eighteen hours. 
Eighteen hours since you had first waltzed into Alfie’s life, your dress floating around your knees as you spun in time to the music. You were magical, a vision of beauty that had captivated him the moment he had entered the building. Your eyes were every hue of the forest, rimmed cooly with moss. The carefree lightness that shone, reminded Alfie of the summers he spent as a child, when the sun-rays warmed each leaf. Your skin was radiant underneath the light, freckles dotted across your nose. He watched as your lips turned up in the corners, as your eyes met. He felt how his skin turned a slight tinge of pink, as he realised that smile was reserved for him. 
I just wanna know you better, know you better now.
Cause all is we said hello,
And your eyes look like coming home. 
Your perfume wafted up to his nose, making his heart race in a way he had never experienced before, as your fingers wrapped around his arms. He didn’t stop you pulling him onto the dance floor, seduced by the way your eyes twinkled with excitement. You where his choice of poison, and all Alfie wanted to do was drink you up. 
“Hello love” Alfie chuckled lightly, as he had danced awkwardly besides you. He wasn’t a man who would typically be found upon the dance floor, but for you he would be anything. He ignored the way his leg ached as he moved, your presence soothing him. His own personal medicine. 
He wondered if you knew of his life, knew of the man that he truly was. He very much doubted that you would have so gracefully been associated with him that evening, if you had known of the darkness that tainted his name. Alfie wanted to wrap you up in cotton wool, and keep you close, hidden away from the evil that he was associated with. 
All I know is a simple name. 
The night had come to a premature end, the music stopping far sooner than Alfie would have wished for. He hated the way his heart sank as silence surrounded you both, a sign that you both would need to soon part ways. He wanted to keep you in his arms, to savour the rose scent that lingered upon your skin. He wanted to discover how you tasted, how your lips felt pressed up against your own. 
“Can I at least get your name?” Alfie called out to you, as you danced away into the moonlight. He watched as you paused briefly, the moon your own personal spotlight and the world your stage. The breeze had lightly ruffled the hem of your dress, your hair cascading down your back.
“Keep me as a dream, Mr. Solomons” you called out, before you disappeared into the night. 
Eighteen hours. Eighteen hours since you had waltzed so carelessly into his life and imprinted yourself upon his mind. 
Everything has changed.
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