#u didn't deserve this piece of crap

[pavo-ocxllus]

Hey (⁠｡⁠•̀⁠ᴗ⁠-⁠)⁠✧ I saw your latest post and wondered if you would be open to write something Welt Yang. He is just so husband material (⁠ꏿ⁠﹏⁠ꏿ⁠;⁠)

𝟎𝟕:𝟒𝟑

age came with appreciation for the smaller things in life.

of course, adventures and the astral express were anything but small. domesticity wasn't really abundant in the life of a trailblazer.

WELT figured that caused him to be even more grateful for even a moment of tranquility.

the blazing sun finally coming to rest under the horizon once the day comes to a close on almost every planet they've come across and the flickering stars that were inevitable in the dark blanket of the night were two instances of peace that can be few and far in between depending on where you were.

and then there's you.

unlike sunsets and starry skies, you never made him feel like you were finite or a mere moment time where he felt the calm before the impending storm the next day.

no no—you were something else.

no matter how far into the cosmos he might be riding with the astral express, you somehow always manage to stay on his mind. your words could've filled the same void that all those sunsets and skies left in his heart and then some. your touches made welt feel as if for a split-second, he was back at home.

but, like those those suns and their stars, you weren't his home or journey.

as a trailblazer himself, you were one of the "small" things in life that he greatly appreciated.

one day, welt found himself looking at the sun rising from its slumber, and he could only let a bittersweet smile stretch his face.

you anything but "small" in his life.

𝐩𝐥𝐞𝐚𝐬𝐞 𝐫𝐞𝐛𝐥𝐨𝐠 𝐢𝐟 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐞𝐧𝐣𝐨𝐲𝐞𝐝! <𝟑

#𝐝𝐢𝐫𝐞𝐜𝐭𝐞𝐝 𝐛𝐲 𝐚𝐫𝐢𝐞.! #𝐡𝐨𝐧𝐤𝐚𝐢: 𝐬𝐭𝐚𝐫 𝐫𝐚𝐢𝐥 𝐬𝐡𝐨𝐰𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐬 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡 𝐚𝐫𝐢𝐞.! #welt yang x reader #welt yang #welt x reader #hsr x reader #star rail #hsr #honkai star rail #honkai star rail x reader #star rail x reader #i recently got c1 welt trying to get jing yuan #and it's like the diluc curse on my genshin acc all over again 😭 #if ur curious he's at c3 lol #im sorry anon #u didn't deserve this piece of crap

[druigswhores]

what died didn’t stay dead

(originally posted by vormirjumper)

dedicated to @starsvck and @artipotter hope u enjoy this <333

summary: the last thing you remember was fainting in wakanda thinking you saw your own fingertips turn to dust only to wake up in a world where natasha romanoff no longer existed. inspired by marjorie by taylor swift

content warning: natasha romanoff x fem!reader, set after endgame, angst, mentions of death, trauma, their relationship ending on a bad note, trust issues & previous steve x nat, (WANDAVISION SPOILERS AT THE END)

‘моя любовь’ = ‘my love’ in russian <3

REQUESTS ARE OPEN! (please lmk if anyone written something similar to this! & if you want more nat content lmk!)

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PART TWO

You forced your eyes open.

Pulling yourself up from the ground you glanced at your arms in confusion. You swore you saw your own hands turn to dust before fainting. You glanced around to take in your surroundings eyes widening in shock as you saw the hundreds of Wakandan's you fought beside minutes ago appearing out of dust. You stared speechless as you watched people materialise out of thin air, the dust forming into fingers, then a whole hand and eventually becoming a person who's mirroring your exact reaction.

You felt guilty about the first thought that came across your mind.

'Is Nat okay?' You panicked while rushing to look around, ignoring how you spent the last few years loathing her to hide your heartbreak.

You were an avenger since the beginning. The two of you were on the same team during the airport fight which wasn't surprising due to your history together. Despite the slight age difference between the two of you, your personalities worked well together which is why you got along well, so well in fact that those platonic feelings you thought you had for her developed into something more and somehow you found yourself in her bed many times in her arms with your bodies pressed against one another's, struggling to catch your breath, bliss written all over your face. Your legs were intertwined with hers as you embraced the warmth radiating off her. You refused to acknowledge the unspoken tension in the atmosphere due to the fear of speaking out about your feelings and end up ruining what you had. You couldn't help but let the insecurities build up as you gently caressed her cheek, her eyes met yours back in adoration, full of what could've been love.

But you knew she once looked at him in the same way.

"I love holding you in my arms моя любовь." She muttered, as she stroked your hair gently, you hummed in response, not trusting your own voice. What you both had felt right, you didn't want to ruin it, you didn't want to label what you had together due to the job you both have. Being an avenger doesn't exactly mean stability, anything could happen.

You remember the panic you felt when Ultron took her, the chance of losing her filled you with dread, but you also had faith. You knew how strong Natasha was. Your faith gave you strength and it kept you alive, Nat admired that about you.

The two of you fit together well, whether it was on the field or outside of the field. You could predict each other's moves and although telepathy isn't either of your powers, you know what the other was thinking. You made her better. You helped her wipe out the red in her ledger and when everyone's files was exposed to the globe you were right there by her side comforting her as she feared the reaction from everyone. You were there for her when nobody was and you stood by her side no matter what. Those feelings were reciprocated, you knew Natasha would've done anything for you.

She would even sacrifice herself for the possibility of you coming back.

Then the Accords happened and Nat betrayed the Accords, ending up on the run with Steve, Sam, Wanda and Vision. You were left alone at the compound with an injured Rhodey.

"How could you do this?" You spat out, voice full of hatred as you watched Natasha let Steve and Bucky get away. Your pistol shook in the palm of your hands, pointed directly at Natasha who lowered her own onto the ground, allowing herself to be defenceless.

"It's not that easy моя любовь, you out of all people should understand that." She explained, and you scoffed in response. The pet-name which once caused a flutter in your stomach now fuelling the fire that's building up. All the insecurities you felt during your relationship suddenly turned to hatred. You should've expected this, you should've expected that after all this time she would've chosen Steve over you.

"I guess you'll never change." You responded flatly, admitting defeat. You silently walked passed her and climbed out of the rubble that was created, allowing a wall to be in between the two of you not knowing you tore a piece of her heart as you did so.

That was two years ago.

You thought you'd never have to see her for a long time. You hoped you wouldn't have to see her. Clearly things never go the way you wanted it to go as you found yourself staring back at the person who once owned your heart.

"Well, you guys look like crap." Rhodey teased, wrapping the fellow avengers in his arms as you stood to the side, awkwardly watching the scene in front of you while fidgeting with your fingers. The atmosphere in the compound was comforting, it's been a long time since you've heard so much laughter in one room despite the war that's brewing.

Natasha, who was now blonde but as gorgeous as ever, hesitantly approached you. The two of you stared at each other, waiting for the other to make the next move.

"Romanoff." You nodded, greeting her before moving away to greet the other Avengers, missing the way she muttered the now bittersweet name she specifically picked you.

"моя любовь..."

Did she really love you? Or was it just for revenge? You believed that love blinded you, you managed to convince yourself that your love wasn't enough for her and that's why she left you. Your relationship with her died. It was over. You thought you buried it all, all your feelings. But you were wrong, when your eyes met her green eyes all those feelings came back to life, flowing through your veins.

After all this time you still loved her.

But your feelings for her weren't the only thing you couldn't bury.

Within an hour of reuniting with the Avengers, the team found themselves on the quinjet travelling to Wakanda. You wouldn't have said this out loud but you had faith that everything would be okay, Nat was finally by your side after all these years.

You felt as though nothing could go wrong.

That was a couple hours ago you estimated, you glance at Wanda who appeared a couple feet away from you the tears were evident on her face.

"Where is he?" Wanda cries out, clenching her fists, you saw the scarlet red energy glowing around her. You knew she must've been talking about Vsision who should've been on the ground next to her. "Wha- why does everything look different?" You realised, noticing the damages caused by the battle has disappeared. The grass was greener as ever. The corpses of the creatures you fought were no longer on the ground.

It looked as though the battle never took place.

You ran over to Wanda, helping her up from the ground when you hear someone call your name out. "That sounds like Sam." Wanda points out as the two of you held each other up.

"Wanda!" Sam called out.

"Come on, we gotta go! They need us! The fights not over yet!" He shouts from a distance, the two of you made your way to the direction you heard his voice come from, you saw all the superheroes surrounding him and a man in a red cloak. "What about Nat? Or Rhodey?" You questioned, looking for them in the crowd. You missed the sympathetic glance the man shot you before waving his hands up in the air, creating a yellow ring in the air that transformed into a portal.

"We're going to fight beside them right now." Sam confirms before flying through the portal.

The compound was completely destroyed. Your home was crumbling apart. Thor looked completely different, Tony had grey hair and Natasha was nowhere to be seen.

You wanted to finally tell her, tell her that you loved her with all of your heart.

You fought beside hundreds of Avengers that day, but you couldn't help searching for one specific Avenger. You ran over to Clint who was on the ground struggling to fight off a bunch of creatures, saving him within moments.

"Thanks kid." He pant, out of breath from all of the fighting. You smiled at him in response, reaching your hand out for him to take which he gratefully took, lifting himself up. "Have you bumped into Nat on the battlefield yet?" You asked, hopeful. There were hundreds of people fighting so you didn't expect to find her easily. The smile on Clint's face fell.

In that moment he relieved everything that happened moments ago. Flying to Vormir with Natasha, climbing the cliff with her, reminiscing about Budapest. And the way he witnessed her body hit the ground, the crack echoing so loudly he managed to hear it more than just once. He glanced down the cliff and saw her lifeless body faced towards his.

His closest friend. The person he trusted with his entire life. The person he named his son after. The Godmother of his kids.

Gone.

Just like that.

"I need to do this for her Clint, she's моя любовь." Nat whispered to him before smiling back at the oldest friend she had, pushing away from the cliff and inevitably falling to her death.

You found out what happened to Natasha, hours after.

The Avengers won, but at the cost of the lives of the people you cared the most about, the person you'd do anything for and the person who owned your heart the minute you met them. Clint broke the news to you, he felt as though you deserved to hear it from him.

"She loved you till the very end." He finished after explaining what happened on Vormir. You felt as though you couldn't breathe, like your soul was crushed and pulled away from you.

Natasha Romanoff was dead and there was nothing you could do about it.

She never got to hear that you felt the same towards her.

"I didn't think the ending to be so soon." You struggled to hold back a sob, holding the letter Clint gave you tightly in your arms. Scott somehow found a letter on the ground while trying to save Clint, it was slightly damp and covered in mud. But it was written for you in Natasha's handwriting.

You couldn't bring yourself to read the letter even nine days after the blip. You had to live in a world without her, a world where people drag her name through the mud even though she is the reason they're still standing. You adjust to a world without Natasha Romanoff and reading a letter she wrote for you months ago wouldn't help.

You regretted everything. You regret spending those last few years in anger, you should've stayed with her, you could've told her how much she meant to you. You could've told her you loved her, you could've held her in your arms once more. You would do anything to have her in your arms once again.

Sometimes it felt as though she was still there, laughing at something she saw on the TV. You always felt her presence around you after she passed away, it felt as though she never died. It felt as though a part of her lives through you.

You sat in the passenger seat of Wanda's car, staring at the Sword logo plastered on the side of the building, you could feel the letter in your back pocket, dying to be read. Wanda made her way back to the car, face flared in anger, tears threatening to spill.

"Wanda?" You called out as she got into the car, turning on the ignition but not pulling out of the car park. She sniffled quietly, wiping her eyes before glancing back to you. "I saw him." She responded, her eyes glancing to the folded paper on the backseat of the car, she could see the faint colour of red that was in the shape of a heart. "But they're not letting him have a funeral." You realised, looking back at your friend, heartbroken. "I figured at least one of them deserved a funeral, it's not fair. It's not fair that the world can just go on like nothing happened and we don't get to mourn the people we lost." Wanda rants, pulling out of the parking lot and beginning to drive.

"They both deserve a funeral." You agreed solemnly, remembering the fact that Natasha's body is at the bottom of a cliff in space in 2014.

"Where are we going now?" You asked, wanting to distract yourself from that thought. You felt as though you and Wanda were left to mourn your loved ones alone as the rest of the avengers scattered across the country.

"To the only thing I have left of him."

The two of you sat in silence as Wanda drove, you stared at the shrubbery outside the window before closing your eyes and resting your head on the window, allowing yourself to drift off.

It felt like it was only seconds later when you felt the car turn harshly, you opened your eyes and glanced around in confusion when you saw that you pulled into a quaint town, you had only just missed the town sign plastered with the words "West View." You watched the pedestrians walking by, noticing how some of them sat on their own with no one to comfort them similarly to you and Wanda.

The two of you pulled up to a plot of land with the foundation of a house on the ground, it looked at though the house never had the chance to get completed.

"Stay in the car, I won't take long." Wanda reassured you before reaching towards the back of the car to grab the folded up sheet of paper and getting out of the car. You nodded, staring at the built house next to the plot of land.

Your mind wanders as you stare at the home. You think about Natasha. You think about the future you could've had with her, living together in a quaint home like the one in front of you. No stress about being an avenger, just the two of you and your family. You softly smile as you imagine Natasha's reaction to wanting to adopt 5 cats, knowing she was more of cat person. You imagine holding her hand while walking down the street and watching movies with her in your shared bed. You wanting to stay in for the day and watch movies to ignore the real world outside and her letting you.

You think about what could've been.

A heart wrenching scream snaps you out of your thoughts, you rush out of the car and look for Wanda but is blinded by a scarlet red light that knocks you unconscious.

Your eyes open on command.

The room you stood in was black and white. It was a nicely decorated living room with a dining room connected to it, you couldn't pinpoint which decade the interior was from, too preoccupied by the woman standing in front of you.

Although the lack of colour in them, you could recognise those eyes from anywhere, that smile that you've wished to see was right in front of you. The dress she wore matched the decade and decor of the room, her hair curled up neatly. Natasha stood in front of you, reaching her hand out towards you waiting for you to take it.

You hesitantly reach out towards her, happiness flooding your emotions. She pulls you closer to her, welcoming you into a hug. The palm of her hands are warm as they rested on your back, you could feel her heartbeat as you laid your head on her chest, melting in her arms.

"Welcome home моя любовь."

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[a-snow-decahedron]

Learn to Dodge

Ok but imagine being Frisk and sucking at dodging bullets

it's 3 am im not apologizing for this.

warning for Frisk cursing a lot, because they deserve it and also because it's really funny to think the only reason they don't have dialogue is because it would change the rating of the game

sans: haven't i done a great job protecting you?

sans: i mean, look at yourself, you haven't died a single time

sans: hey, what's that look supposed to mean? am i wrong?

Frisk: That's such bullshit.

sans: language, bucko.

Frisk: No you shut up! I died so many times i can't count and you didn't do shit a single time.

sans: you did what-

Frisk: yeah you fucking heard me. I get to swear all i want after that.

sans: *realization hitting him like a brick* look, kid, there's a lot to unpack here. but first, when did u die?

Frisk: Oh now you care, don't you? Pretty much everyone's killed me at least once. I died like 10 times to Undyne alone and you were fucking napping!

sans: *lowkey feeling regret at his words* wait... everyone? even my bro?

Frisk: nah, Papyrus' cool. Still scared the crap out of me the first time he captured me. He's a little lost about humans but he's got the spirit.

sans: the dogi?

Frisk: 3 times

sans: Greater dog?

Frisk: twice

sans: alright, i guess that's valid. but i can't think of anyone else that could do some serious damage kid. seriously, did ya die to some teens? to jerry? to a woshua?

Frisk: Say that last name again and i'm throwing a chair.

sans: oh boy, how much didja die...

Frisk: Sans, look at me in the eyes. I'm opening them wide for you. Look at me, at my armor.

sans: what about it.

Frisk: you know temmie village?

sans: yeah

Frisk: Tem sells this armor for so much money you could pay your tab at Grillby's

sans: did u pick up a fight to get the money. come on kiddo, of course you got hurt doing that.

Frisk: I'm not done yet. So outside the village there's this dark as fuck maze and it's filled with Woshues and Moldbyggs and all. But every time I died, Sans. Every time you let my soul break into little tiny pieces. Temmie sold the armor for cheaper.

sans: how the he...ck would temmie know how many times you died?

sans, to himself: i could visit the village for research, bet they know something i don't

Frisk: Hey bonehead, wanna know how much it cost?

sans: sure, go ahead

Frisk: it started at like 4500 G. I already died a few times beforehand so it was probably more expensive than that. But that fucking maze is worse than my old neighborhood in the surface, man. I died so much the price got to 1400G I think.

sans: holy crap.

Frisk: it was still too much yknow, every time I died I lost my progress so I had to keep saving every penny I got. Anyways, see what I'm wearing? How much do you think it cost?

sans: uh... 500G

Frisk: close enough, 750, it didn't go lower than that. Before you ask: no, I did not die on purpose to find out.

sans: ...

sans: how many HP do humans have?

Frisk: I learnt what HP was like yesterday, I don't think I can tell you. I have 20.

sans: ok yeah that's low. i figured you'd have like 200 at least

Frisk: I know that if I kill people it somehow increases but that's awful so next time I came back to life after dying I was back to before I murdered someone. I chose to do as much as possible to never kill again on purpose or by accident.

sans: wow, kid. you really are, uh, determined.

sans: hold on, so you can travel back in time

Frisk: *shrugs* I guess? Still hurts a fucking lot when it happens after I die. but I think I can try at will.

sans: buddy, let's do something. you can come back to a few minutes on the past right?

Frisk: Yeah

sans: ok, so hear me out. i made a codeword some time ago, so if someone tells it to me i know they're a time traveler. get closer (whisper, whisper)

Frisk: Sans what the fuck.

sans: i hope you come back and tell it to me.

--one loaded SAVE later--

Frisk: hey you told me to tell you this and if it's a fucking joke i'm going feral.

sans: language, bucko.

Frisk: (whisper, whisper)

sans: who told you this? what a liar. *Frisk's eye twitches* but yeah that's a codeword. come closer, to really gain my trust you need another code (whimsper, whimsper).

Frisk: Oh for fuck's sake.

--Another loaded SAVE file later--

sans: hey, kiddo what's with that look

Frisk: This better be the last fucking codeword or I'm going insane

sans: language, bucko.

Frisk: *says the codeword*

sans: oh, so that's what you meant. It kinda explains a lot.

Frisk: Sans listen, I'm so fucking done of doing this. Let's just go eat, ok? Time traveling doesn't help wtih my hunger, and I reaally need to take my time to just explain what just happened because I know you got questions.

sans: *mentally preparing* here we go

-- some eplanations later --

sans: wow, kid. i'm impressed. for one thing i believe you. you knew what i was about to do before i did it.

sans: and, uh, guess i can't really make the past go away for you even if i don't remember that happening but... i'll do better, ok?

Frisk: Can I really trust you?

sans: you said your stats were low, mine are even worse so it's not like i can defend u without dusting myself in the process... but we can practice dodging, until you get better. and that armor's gonna help a lot too.

Frisk: For real?

sans: yeah, i made a promise after all. i gotta do a better job at keeping it.

sans: hey, buddy... you have not told this to anyone right? you haven't told the door lady.

Frisk: No fucking way. She also killed me once, telling her would destroy her. And I think she was trying not to hurt me too but somehow I managed to walk into her flames.

sans: ... why do you trust her?

Frisk: I don't know... it's complicated. She has good intentions. Better than some people on the Surface, anyways.

sans: you are a special kid, you know that? alright buddy, we can keep talking outside. let's take a breath and then do some training. even folks with low HP like us can find a way to survive. howzabout that?

Frisk: I guess... that's alright. Yeah, that can work.

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#fic #safeutdr #undertale #fanfiction #frisk #sans #swearing #dont take me too seriously #geometric thoughts #this is crack mostly #but yeah it can be wholesome too #my fingers just went with it #i am too tired to proofread it #sans the skeleton #frisk the human

[writingtheafterglow]

Aloha

Pairing: Tom Holland x Reader

Warning: fluff, one mention of COVID-19, that's it

Summary: You were on your annual trip to Hawaii. Everything was going great. Things got even better when you met your celebrity crush whilst on the beach.

A/N: Sup Shawty. I know, I know, I'm posting a lot but people seem to like it so 😗✌️. Anyways this technically isn't based off a song but I highly suggest listening to Hawaii by MARISOL as you read this. Enjoy!

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Ah Hawaii. The ideal vacation destination. You and your family were on your annual trip there right now. You couldn't take this trip last year because of the virus, which sucked but at least you were safe. Now you were relaxing on the beach, not having to deal with school or work.

As the were laying on your towel, reading a book, a frisbee becomes flying at your head. Once you feel the red piece of plastic hit your head your hand shoots up to rub the spot you got hit in.

"Ow! What the-" just as you were about to look around for the idiot who did this, a boy with reddish brown, curly, hair comes running towards you. He was wearing blue swim trunks with little sushi's on them.

"Oh my gosh I'm so sorry. My idiot of a brother can't aim" he says picking up the frisbee and coming to check on you.

"Your fine. I should probably get out of the way." You say picking up your book and towel.

"No it's fine we can just move" the boy says motioning towards two other boys. One of them looks extremely farmiliar but you can't see because of how far away he was.

Then you take a closer look at the boy standing in front of you. It's not just any random Boy, it's Harry Holland.

"Wait a second. Your-" you were cut off by a thick british accent.

"Harry! We're leaving now can you go help Sam pack up" you look over to see who the voice belongs to. Standing before you was Tom Holland. No. Way. He was wearing red swim trunks and his hair looked soaking wet, probably from swimming in the ocean.

"Ok got it" Harry says running back in the direction he came from.

"Hey uh are you ok miss. I'm sorry that was me who threw that." Tom says walking closer to you. Your just standing there in shock. Tom Holland was standing in front of you, on the beach, in Hawaii. Your speechless.

"u-uh y-your....Tom Holland" you mentally face palm yourself for stuttering.

"Yeah I am." He says laughing.

"I'm a big fan......My name's Y/N by the way" you say putting your hand out for him to shake. He takes it.

"Nice to meet you Y/N" he says. Once you were done shaking hands he doesn't let go, he just sits there holding your hand.

"Hey look I have to go, but I wanna make it up to you.....you know.....for hitting you" he says earning a giggle from you.

"Sure, how do you wanna do that?" You ask tucking a stray piece of hair behind your ear.

"How about you give me your number and I'll text you" he says opening his phone and placing it in your spare hand.

"Really....you want my number" you say emphasizing 'my'. Why would Tom Holland want your number. The numbers aren't adding up here.

"Yeah you seem cool and I want to get to know you. Plus I owe you for that" he says pointing to the red mark on your forehead.

"Oh o-ok" you place your number in his phone and give it back to him.

"Thanks I'll text you later" Tom says. As he was about to leave he brought your hand up to his face and pressed a soft kiss to it. Your cheeks start to turn a light pink and he walks off winking at you.

"That did not just happen" you say watching him walk off.

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You just got back to your hotel and changed out of your swimsuit. You didn't actually expect Tom to text you, he's a celebrity for crying out loud. He was probably just being nice because he accidentally hit your head.

As you plopped down on you bed your phone dings.

Holy crap! Tom Holland just texted you. Why? What did you do to deserve this awesome gift? Well you can't just leave him on read.

Ok well that was unexpected. You have a date with your celebrity crush tomorrow. Dreams do come true I guess.

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You had just finish getting ready. It was currently 6:50 and you were just waiting for Tom to pick you up.

There was a knock at your door, you open it up to reveal a farmiliar mop of brown curls. He was holding a pink hibiscus.

"This is for you darling" Tom says placing the flower in your hair.

"It's beautiful Thank you Tom" you say smiling at the brown eyes boy in front of you.

"A pretty flower for a pretty girl" Tom says placing his hand out for you to grab. You blush at his words and take his hand.

"So where are we going" you ask Tom who is pulling you down the hall towards the elevator.

"We are going to eat at Miro Kaimuki first. Then go to Shangri La, where we can look around at some of the art." He says as you guys step into the elevator.

"Wow that seems fun" you say giggling.

"Yeah well I told you I'd make it up to you" he says taking the arm that was holding your hand and wrapping it around your shoulder.

You guys drive to the restaurant and walk in. Once you are seated you look at the menu.

"Order whatever you want I'll pay" Tom says picking up his menu and looking through it.

"What. No, I can pay for my own food" you say looking at him with a 'absolutely not' look.

"Darling I insist" he says looking at you with a 'let me pay look' whatever that means.

"Fine, but I lay this time" you say pointing a finger at him.

"Oh so there's gonna be a next time" he says smirking.

"Whatever" you say playfully rolling your eyes.

You guys order and then once the food comes you eat it, Tom pays and you leave.

Once you guys get to Shangri La you see the beautiful fountain and the building behind it. It was so gorgeous. You then start walking around looking at different art pieces.

"This is amazing Tom. Thank you for taking me here" you say gazing at him. You were a little shorter than him so you still had to look up at him.

"No problem darling........I like spending time with you......I don't mean to be weird I know we just met but-" you cut him off by crashing your lips into his. It was a soft yet passionate kiss. Once you pull away you gaze into those beautiful brown eyes again.

"That was a nice way of telling me to shut up" Tom says earning a laugh from you.

For the rest of the date you and Tom just walked around the museum holding hands and stealing a few kisses as well.

Once the night was over Tom took you back to your hotel. Before you went inside you kissed him again it was shorter but just as passionate.

This trip, to say the least, was amazing.

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© emma - spideymix 2021

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[padfootslads]

HI IM INSERTING MYSELF INTO UR ASK BOX

I hate percy he was too focused on his work all the time, he never had time for his family. Even it the end if the 7th book, when hes dropping off his child to hogwarts, where he wont see them for a whole term, hes talking about his work.

Also people say ge didnt feel loved by his parents and family but molly tried to get him to come back in the fifth book, even sending his ungrateful arse a Christmas present but he just sent it back. He didn't care that his parents supported him and helped him, even shaming his father for being poor. Even though they always put food on the table and were the most wholesome family ever.

He diesnt fit in with the weasley at all either.

Sorry I hate him with a burning passion 😭 what do u think?

I hate him too!! I really don’t care about his redemption arc at ALL, he was a right prick! I’d rather have had some more development in Dracos redemption ark honestly, that’s much more interesting.

But yeah Percy was a piece of shit throughout he whole series and I hate him. Like you said, he was way too focused on work and on pleasing his superiors to the point that he lost all loyalty to his family. Although I can see the thing about him not being as loved by his parents as the other weasley children. I mean just because put food on the table and gave him clothes etc absolutely doesn’t mean they were good parents to him or that he owes them anything. Molly was very cold to him and didn’t seem to support his dreams even before he closed the door on them. But hating on his dad for being poor?? FUCK RIGHT OFF LOL. Arthur is the purest bean in the whole entire world and he deserves only the finest things in life. And, like you said, he simply doesn’t fit into the Weasley family. All in all, Percy is a crap-weasel and I despise him x

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[starswake--archived]

Snooow I'm late to ask game but 6, 11, 26, and 28 for the fe games one :D Hope you have an awesome weekend pal!

HI FRIEND SORRY I FORGOT THIS WAS IN MY ASKS HHH i appreciate u sending one in tho !!! ; v;

there's some spoilers regarding fe3h in case you wanted to check that one out ! thatll be on #11

FE Series Asks

6. Who’s your favorite lord/protagonist?

My all time fave lord probably has to be Alm from FE Echoes! I just can't help but fall for his growth becoming a leader and his passion/devotion. And I just love how dorky he is at the start before it gets serious later. Like okay, I'm still pretty ??!?!?!?! regarding his characterization towards the end of the game about "berkut was my only family :(" and whatever feelings towards rudolph and all, but aside from that, it's been so fun to see and do comparisons between him vs berkut and seeing how much he grows :]

11. A character that deserved better?

The first character that came to mind was Dedue from FE3H lol I will never forget how mad I was hearing that Dedue could die if you didn't get to a certain support level before the timeskip, much like with Kaze (who would be my second choice for 'character that deserves better) because he was built up to be the last survivor of his people and it just hurt so much to think he was gone after the timeskip.

OH and don't get me started though on Dedue's treatment in Crimson Flower. I hated Crimson Flower (for very personal reasons more than story) so much, but I think what really put me off is when we fight against Dedue and he sacrifices himself by making himself turn into one of those big beast (i forgot what they were called.) and i just :( why.

26. Come up with a pitch for a new FE title, no matter how silly it is!

fire emblem flying sneakers

28. Because this fandom doesn’t see enough discourse [citation needed], post a spicy hot take here🔥🔥

man i dont even know if i have a hot take id say most of my opinions are mild alskdjfalk

uhh at the very least, i can at least say that fates really isn't as bad as a lot of the fandom makes it out to be lol like okay from all the games i've played fates probably does rank as the lowest for me, but that doesn't necessarily mean i hated it, i've actually really loved learning bits and pieces of lore and i adoooore the creative maps so much, esp in conquest. there's a lot of stuff that fates does suffer from in terms of character writing and story writing (and sure i havent finished the entire story yet, given i've had to restart conquest three times because my laptop craps itself literally every single time i was in the middle of a gameplay), but the game overall is alright.

#snow answers #i forgot about thsi LAKJSDHF #but it was nice to have when im super bored LKAJSDHFA

[jiminrings]

okay bestie, sit down bc i have a lot to talk about...

let's start with heartburn. when i was reading, i thought it was a little funny because if having heartburn like that is true then oh god, i've been having it for some time now... i honestly believe it was the moment when jimin started hanging out with eunji more... that part hurt me the most and then when y/n's dad wanted to make more of an effort to be a part of their life. that really hit me because i wanted to have that experience but my so called father didn't even bother trying. that specific part really hit home. i mean it could have been so many things but i dunno, it really called me out.. LOL. i believe it was one of the intermissions where jimin's family had to accept the fault he made. that hit me too.

reading heartburn is one of my comfort fics and i know that i'll be okay. it's the strategic moments you put into your stories that lure me in. this one specifically because of the dynamics if the story.

hlwwf hurt the crap out of me. i honestly was like "fuck, this is gonna hurt" and i was reading it on my way to my chiropractor appointment and i started crying in the car. the part that got me the most was when jk's mother said "you deserve better than jungkook" and they had a whole argument about that. BUT YOU DID FIX MY HEART WITH THE ENDING. reading angst is such a soft spot for me. this was the perfect angst to get my heart racing.

anyways, that's all i gotta say today ms. hannah. have a good day!!

you put into words how i’d always treat heartburn like my baby :(( the piece is heavily family-oriented and ik it hits home for most but i’m so so glad you’ve read it!! babe i can’t believe i made u cRY on the way to a chiropractor appointment 😭😭 also i hope you’ve enjoyed that appointment bc i’ve been wanting to have my back cracked for ages eeee u just reminded me to finally look up an appointment soon!!! the “you deserve better than jungkook” line that comes from his own mother.. whew that hurt me too!! THANK U SO SO MUCH FOR READING AND LOVING BABE ILY

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[electricprincess96]

Just to finish this discussion: I don't even fuck ship Chrolly, this is a disgusting ship, as disgusting as Chromia, she is a horrible mother to Lucina, and I don't care much for sully. This just points that you don't know a fuck of what you are arguing about and was attention-seeking. Sumia's fanbase is filled with disgusting individuals that get very defensive over minor stuff that they themselves inflict over other niches of the fandom, and later play the victim card, the hate is deserved

Also answering "you would be a horrible lawyer" with "duuurr No U" while making assumptions about me is a horrible, dumb argumentation, further affirming my point

Dude you're the one coming into my ask box, you're attention seeking, not me, I'm on my own blog or Ezra, who is a friend of mine, blog.

Also why bring law into it I'm not training to be a lawyer, you know nothing about me, I did law at College (different from Uni here in the UK incase you don't know) I'm a Language Student. And I think a "no u" is appropriate when all you've done is fling insults at me.

I'm not the one who called someone a piece of crap and told them to go to hell as THE FIRST INTERACTION I had with someone. Again the only horrible individual here is YOU. Not me. If you didn't like what I wrote leave it, don't come in and start calling me names and then try to claim the moral high ground (you don't have it by the way, you lose that when you start off on anonymous, start a conversation by using names and then continue to claim the OTHER PERSON is the bad one for treating you like a dick when you've done nothing but act like a dick)

Anyway I'm blocking you now, go back to harassing someone else.

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