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Hii I love your writing!!

I wondered how Dolores would act if Camilo flirted with the reader just to annoy Dolores.

(Btw Dolores and reader are dating in this)

AHAHAHHAHA MY FIRSTTTTT REQUESTTTTTTTTTT on this blog 😭😭😭 ONG he would

You walked across the field, leading the donkeys back into their area. Though when reaching the fence, you saw Camilo sitting there, seemingly waiting on you. You cocked an eyebrow, wondering what the little prankster was up to. When spotting you, he jumped off the fence, and headed towards you.

"Oh, hello mi amore~"

You rolled your eyes, not stopping, which just encouarged him.

"How has your morning been beautiful."

"You're playing a dangerous game, Camilo."

"Oh, but my love, you look oh so beautiful today."

"Are you implying I only look beautiful today?"

He paused for a second, caught up in the question, though trying to decipher how to come up with another line.

"Camilo." A strict voice called him, though cause you to both look back at an angry Dolores. You waved to her, saying a quick hello, causing her to look at you and smile, waving back, before looking back at her brother angerily. "What do you think you're doing?"

"Nothing, obviously," he chuckled, as she stomped down the hill, causing Camilo's eyes to widen and him to quickly run off. She walked to you, helping you.

"I dislike when he talks to you. Almost as if he's trying to steal you from me."

You giggle, kissing her on the cheek, "He could never steal from you, princess. I love you."

"I love you too."

18th of December | George Weasley

warnings: none words: 257

tags: @rainyprincess ; @cassiopeia-black-brenda ; @silverose365 ; @regulusblackswhorecrux ;

This year would be your and George’s first Christmas after moving in together. The big day was getting close and the holiday atmosphere could be felt everywhere.

Your shared place felt truly like home.

You sat together, cuddling in your living room in front of a crackling fire, surrounded by Christmas decorations and you felt at peace.

George’s lips were pressed against the side of your face and he kept leaving the softest kind of kisses on your skin - while he held you in his arms like that, you felt your heart positively melt.

“Y/N/N…” George began quietly, getting your attention. “I have a little pre-Christmas gift for you…” You thought for a second, puzzled. “Pre-Christmas? Why?” “Maybe because I can’t really wait…” he replied, and sat a little straighter, so you shifted a bit to face him. “But I also wouldn’t want it to steal the spotlight from all the other presents you’re gonna get, so maybe it is better to give it to you now.”

You looked at him with your brows furrowed, unable to guess what he could have in mind. “But I have to ask you a question before that,” he said, and you nodded, prompting him to continue.

“Will you marry me?”

You suddenly found yourself facing that question, the question most people would dream of hearing just once in their lifetime, by their soulmate. And there he was, your soulmate, proposing to you, out of nowhere.

“Y-yes…” you let out, after feeling like you kept him waiting for ages.

no way home spoilers without context

yelena belova and kate bishop, the future of the mcu, everyone.

*andrew's peter crying after catching mj*

me:

no i am never going to get over this