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Written by @an-awkward-ghost

It had become routine for Vinca to drop by at least once per week, and for you to attend as much shows as you could. You spent most of your time with her, either chatting or texting, sometimes engaging in friendly banter or simply exchanging stories. Despite her initial rough and bratty demeanor, Vinca could be surprisingly fun to be around. It was something you enjoyed more and more each day, the very thought of the blonde summoning one of your truest, warmest smiles.

How she had managed to find her way into your heart so quickly, so effortlessly, you’ll never know.

The times Vinca shows affection are increasingly more frequent, actions much like her, light touches, loaded smirks, brash words, stolen glances. She’s a shooting waterfall and a raging blaze both, keeping you on your toes but never letting you fall. Sparkling blue eyes are everything you can see now, imprinted on your dreams and mind and soul like Vinca’s touch has seared into your very skin. The tingle of her fingers never truly fades, it sits like a constant presence at the very edge of your consciousness, something you wouldn’t change for the world.

However, showing the affection you felt for her was a tricky thing. She was at the top of her game when it came to you, when it came to how to get you to fluster, to flounder, to render you speechless, but once the ball was in your court, once you began to turn her games against her, she deflected. You could tell she never allowed any of your attempts or your compliments. Perhaps she didn’t think she truly deserved them. It irked you every time, how someone as prideful as her let everyone’s words reach her but yours.

The very same thought crosses through your mind yet again, as you let your gaze wander from the stars to the blonde besides you.

“I thought you would fall asleep.” You admit – Vinca had come in that night mildly irritated a plan of hers had gone wrong and also exhausted from whatever it is it entailed. She hadn’t told you what that was, yet. Probably something to do with demons.

Vinca snorts, tone lacking the energy it usually had, “Then you could admire me all you like, huh. Bet you are disappointed that didn’t happen.”

You close your eyes, letting the chill in the air keep you focused, “Was that what you wanted me to do?”

A beat passes before she answers, “There isn’t much else to admire, that’s for sure. You don’t seem like a very dedicated stargazer…”

Your lips curl up just slightly, amused. She is sleepy. She wouldn’t leave you such an easy chance to flirt otherwise, “You’re right. There’s a much better star right next to me, isn’t there, Pride?”

Vinca stills for a split-second, “Sure is,” Fabric rustles – she’s turning in your direction, and you can just heart the teasing grin in her voice, “Great, we now know you aren’t entirely blind, squirt. That’ll serve you well.”

“It’s kind of hard to ignore the way you shine, oh twinkly star,” You open your eyes, lifting a hand just slightly to nudge one of her tiny knifes. She snorts again – much softer, more subdued.

“All right, that’s… that’s enough...” She blinks. It’s a slow, sloppy motion. All the irritation that was previously bothering her had completely vanished. “It’s always weird when… you get like this…”

“Weird is my middle name, I guess.” You follow her initiative and turn fully, both of you facing the other. You had kept some distance at the beginning – not much, your house’s roof wasn’t terribly narrow but Vinca had always enjoyed her personal space, and you respected that – but now, that was nearly nonexistent. She laid on her left side, hands resting comfortably before her, mirroring your own position, and if you just inched a little bit closer…

Clear blue eyes found yours, flicked down to your hands then back up again with the swiftness of a hummingbird, bit Vinca didn’t pull away. She didn’t ruin the atmosphere with her usual snark. She just laid there, staring at you with half-lidded eyes, holding her breath just slightly.

You scrutinized her for a second longer, then very hesitantly moved your hand – over her own, and to this her eyes snapped open, both in confusion and caution – and rested it on her nape.

“You’re something else, Vinca.” You murmur. The air vibrates with your words, somehow intense, powerful, and for the first time in ages you can actually feel them strike true, past Vinca’s usual defenses. “I can’t understand you. I don’t think I ever want to. That way, I can just learn something new about you every day.” Your hand moves, deeper into Vinca’s hair, graceful golden locks parting beneath your fingers, escaping through them like water. “And there’s always something to learn, you are too complicated for your own good. Between demons and life and showbiz, you have so many things to worry about…” Down again, to the nape, and Vinca shivers just slightly. “But I’m not one of them. No matter what happens to you, no matter what I see, no matter what I hear, I’ll trust you. I’ll trust your words. Your actions. So please… trust me too, when I say this aren’t empty words.”

Vinca’s mouth moves. No sound comes out. You chance another stroke of her hair, and for a second her eyes flash, thunder in clear sky, body tense, but she relaxes almost immediately. Her breath comes out in a strong gust of wind, not quite a snort, not quite a sigh. “I trust you too much.” She finally says, voice small, suddenly not drowsy at all. She doesn’t look mighty and strong and unreachable like she usually does, but vulnerable, oh so very vulnerable, but despite it all she doesn’t tremble. She meets your gaze, just like she always does, defiant despite it all. It makes your heart skip a beat. “Too much, too fast. What have you done to me, Hannah? Why can’t I… why do you…” She swallows. “Why do you affect me like this?”

The use of your name sends ripples of emotion down to your very core.

“I… I’ve wanted to ask you that, too, ever since we met. I just- I can’t get you out of my head. Every single thing you do, it… It shouldn’t… It takes much more than this to make me fall this hard, and yet you… with each thing…”

Words keep failing. You move your hand again, happy when Vinca smiles. Your heart soars when she reaches for your free hand, taking it softly in hers.

“I never expected to meet someone like you, Hannah.” Her expression softens, and she hesitates just a little before she adds. “Even if you are far too sappy.”

“I try.”

“Maybe dial it back a little?”

“Only if you promise to come watch the stars with me again?”

Her expression shifts, and her vulnerable side is hidden to the world once again as she pulls away, huffing slightly. “Not in this cold I won’t. If you want a real stargazing, then leave it to me.”

For a moment you ponder if you should ask about the change in your relationship, but quickly decide against it. Vinca can only endure so much emotional talk, and the last thing you do is get her to snap at you.

So instead you let the moment pass, roll onto your back, and smirk at her.

“Better live up to my expectations, then, Pride. I’m a hard woman to please.”

Vinca throws the roof a skeptical glance, one eyebrow raised. “If this is all I have to surpass, then I’m not worried at all.”

Thanks for the tag! Let’s see here…

A Beginner's Guide to Destroying the Moon – Foster the People

N ever Really Over – Katy Perry

A Ghost - Travis

W olf in Sheep’s Clothing – Set if Off

K ill the lights – Set if Off

W ant to be close – Persona 3 OST

A little more - Skillet

R asputin – Boney M

D amage - Red

G inko’s theme – Persona 2 OST

H ell to your doorstep – The Count of Monte Cristo Musical

O rewell, beneath the cracks – Octopath Traveler OST

S how Stoppin’ Number – Team Starkid

T he Gate of Finis – Octopath Traveler OST I guess I’m just tagging anyone who sees this and wants to do it :)

song tag game

thank you @rainbowscas for the tag 😘✨

rules: for every letter of your url, put the name of a song you like that starts with that letter

L - Lord I Just Can’t Keep From Crying - Colin Stetson I - I Will - Mitski Z - Zero - Smashing Pumpkins S - Solider, Poet, King - The Oh Hellos T - That Unwanted Animal - The Amazing Devil I - Icky Thump - The White Stripes E - Every Man Has A Molly - Say Anything L - Little Numbers - BOY

tagging anyone who sees this and says hm i wanna do that. 

Writers. Could you reblog this if you edit as you go. I'm trying to see something

There was an ask on the blog about that exact scenario! That one was a joy to write 😂😂 I think the thing I like the most out of that pairing is the “forbidden love” aspect, since Yvette and Onyx are on opposite sides and all 😅

Lovestruck’s Ask Game!!

17, 18 and 20👀

Ohhhh thanks for the ask! 😄

17. do you write or draw fan content?

Yup! Everything I’ve written for LS can be found over at the @wlw-lovestruck-fiction blog! I’ve been meaning to reblog them here but always forget lol

18. favourite ships, not including the mcs?

Darla x Jo, Ruelle x Piama and Onyx x Yvette! Not only are the dynamics between those characters interesting, but all the pairings are also very cute and the interactions are just golden – I mean, can someone honestly tell me they didn’t smile at least a little bit with Darla’s interactions with Jo? I’m always up for seeing different sides of each character, especially considering Darla’s whole “queen bee” persona, and the side Jo brings to light is adorable!

And the amount of Ruelle x Piama in Xenia’s route is just 🥺🥺🥺

20. How do you feel abt the routes that end in marriage and/or kids?

It makes me feel all fluffy inside. The first route I read that ended in marriage was Serena’s, and I could have melted right there and then. I couldn’t stop smiling! When the weekend challenge came for her, the episode I reread the most was that one. I definitely didn’t think I would care so much for a proposal or wedding scene yet here I am, hoping desperately it happens in Yvette’s route. It all just hits different if it has or ends with scenes like those.

I haven’t read a route that ended with kids yet, but I’m sure I’ll like it all the same!

oh you’re a writer? how’s doing everything you can to avoid writing going?

That one moment when I try to start another route and just end up rereading Yvette’s route instead. I think I need help.

Oh yes, the struggle is real.