Guys I Started Red Queen And Maven Calore Is The Love Of My Life

Had to make a phone call today and I was so brave😌

Idk, it’s givinnngggg…

“Hi, how are ya? I’m… normal.”

happy birthday baby!!! i hope you are having the best best day ever🥳🧁💗

love you lots, sending you a big hug and smooch!

PS. i told timothée to post on your bday, he says hi.

Aww thank you love! That’s so sweet. I appreciate you!!🩷🥳

PS. You can have him this weekend but I get custody of him next weekend😌

In The Middle Of The Night (Short)

Pairing: Rhys x singer!reader (f).  Summary: Rhys and reader are roommates and he has nightmares. Warnings: None. Word count: 424 A/N: Just in case you were wondering (you weren’t), the song I envision the reader singing is All Too Well by Taylor Swift (the 10 min version, obvi), but feel free to choose something else if that’s not you.

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The nightmares didn’t stop. I had them every night without fail. I thought they’d get better with time, but it almost felt like they were getting worse.

I would always find myself awake multiple times a night. Sometimes, I’d pace around my room or fly around the city to clear my mind. Sometimes, I’d just go downstairs for some water.

On one of those nights, I happened to find (Y/N) asleep on the couch, surrounded by books. Her hair was in a messy braid and she was still in her day clothes. Her lips were slightly parted and her breaths were even. She looked so peaceful; beautiful. 

I gently took the half-closed book from her hands and marked her page, placing it on the coffee table. I pulled the throw blanket off the back of the couch and covered her with it before going back upstairs. All thoughts of my previous nightmare had been replaced with (Y/N)’s angelic, sleeping face.

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About a month later, I had a particularly bad nightmare. I found myself outside (Y/N)'s bedroom door, as I did every night occasionally to listen for her even breaths through the door and make sure she was okay.

Tonight, however, I heard nothing.

Not a single sound; no breaths. I ran a hand through my hair, pacing up and down the hallway and wondering whether or not I should go in. If she’s awake, she’ll think I’m creepy for coming into her room in the middle of the night, I thought. As I paced above the staircase, I heard… music playing very softly. It was really quiet, obviously magically muffled so not to disturb. It wasn’t coming from a tv or a radio; someone was playing the piano downstairs and singing.

Singing. The sound was so melodic; the most beautiful voice I’d ever heard in my existence. I sat down on the top step and leaned against the wall. I’d never heard the song before. It was sad, but it was so beautiful and poetic and I wished I could remember all the words.

My mind became hazy and my eyes grew heavy. I told myself I’d only close them until she finished her song, and then I’d go back into my room and rest.

For the first time since Under the Mountain, I fell into a dreamless sleep. The next thing I knew, it was morning and my neck hurt. I awoke in the same spot, sitting on the top stair.

With the throw blanket draped around me.

vilf (villain I'd like to fuck)

Why fic no climb out of my head and lie down in paper? Why must I write fic? ☹

From the bottom of my heart: im not sorry for anything i put on yalls dash, i am my own target audience and i find my taste immaculate but thank u for witnessing 💕

boyfriend reveal

Maven be like "why doesn't Mare want me anymore?" my brother in christ you left notes for her on corpses.

Mare: What’s your favorite class?

Maven: Upper.