PLEASEEEE TELL ME RATMELIA GETS PUNCHED IN THE FACE PLS PLS PLS

PLEASEEEE TELL ME RATMELIA GETS PUNCHED IN THE FACE PLS PLS PLS

😂 Thank you for being so passionate about this. Poor Amelia. I really went all out making her the worst. Because I think it's important to manage expectations, I have to honestly (and sadly) tell you that she will probably not get punched in the face. As satisfying as it would be in the moment, Amelia LIVES to have a reason to act victimized. If you booped her on the nose she'd cry and say you broke it. The cruelest thing you can do is ignore people like her, because they only thrive on attention. Take it away and she'll fall apart faster than a hard shell taco.

But if you want to read Amelia getting her just desserts, I highly recommend Amelia Can't Win. It's so fun and well-written and Marshall is very hot dickhead and @longbobmckenzie assures me that Amelia will be getting a very satisfying comeuppance.

Eeeeeeeeeeee!!!!!!!! It's HERE!

Shiny Demon, a Seb fic, Chapter 20

Before We Were Lovers, I Swear We Were Friends

“You been paddleboarding before?” Seb’s voice close behind her made her jump.

“Jesus!” she blurted out as she turned to look at him. “You’re like a cat.”

He smirked at her. “Cheers.”

He looked surprisingly relaxed after everything last night. “I’ve gone a couple times,” she said, returning his smile.

“I’m rubbish at water sports.”

She squinted at him. “Would we call it a sport?”

“Sure. Or I don’t know. Either way I’m bound to be going arse over tit before anyone else.” They approached the buffet line and he handed her a plate.

Stevie chuckled. “It’ll be a shame to miss that.”

His eyebrows lifted in surprise as he piled some bacon on his plate. “Miss it? I was hoping you’d take a front row seat to my humiliation.”

There was a note of strain in his voice. A fragile thread of disappointment that twisted around her heart and pulled tight. “Well…” she said reluctantly. “I told everyone I would leave today.”

“Ah,” he said distantly. His eyes were focused on something across the room. Stevie followed his gaze to see Lily teasing a piece of celery between her teeth and smiling at him.

Stevie tried to sound as playful as she could. “If I’m reading Lily’s subtle cues right, she’d be glad to sit in your front row.”

Seb shook his head. “I’m worried about what she’ll do to me if she gets me alone on a board.”

Stevie looked at Lily who was now sucking bloody mary out of the little valley in her celery. “I don’t know if you have the balance to handle what she wants to do to you out there.”

“Definitely not.” He nudged her arm. “So you going to save me from a watery grave and be my partner?”

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Me and my mutuals booping the shit outta each other. SUPERBOOP, MOTHERFUCKER.

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Yessssss. I feel seen as a writer 🤣

The best ship dynamic is actually just. "I love you and it terrifies me. I'm terrified how much I need you and how much I want you to need me. I'm terrified I'm no good for you and I'm going to hurt you and ruin you and I'm terrified of how I feel when you're around me but I can't bear to push you away completely because I'm terrified to be without you so now we're stuck in limbo and that's terrifying too. I'm terrified that if I lost you now it'd destroy me and I'm terrified that it's too late to do anything about it. I love you. And it's terrifying."

plum, olive, and cinnamon 💕

I maintain that I'm really an oatmeal raisin cookie, but these answers are absolutely lovely and I'm sorry it took me like a year to respond 😂

F**** YOU RATMELIAAAAA!!!! 🤬🤬🤬🤬

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Indeed. She is the fucking worst. Thanks for the rage and for making me laugh, anon!