OH MY LOVE IS A LIE, SHIT MY FRIENDS SAY TO GET ME BY!! - Hits Different

OH MY LOVE IS A LIE, SHIT MY FRIENDS SAY TO GET ME BY!! - hits different 🫶🏻

hey bestiee

𝑻𝑯𝑨𝑻 𝑩𝑶𝒀 𝑰𝑺 𝑨 𝑴𝑶𝑵𝑺𝑻𝑬𝑹 ! — give me 5 songs to listen to and i’ll give u my opinion on them all !

my song recs:

the song - maisie peters

you're losing me - taylor swift

is there somewhere - halsey

cherry blossom - lana del rey

ivy - taylor swift

𝑻𝑯𝑨𝑻 𝑩𝑶𝒀 𝑰𝑺 𝑨 𝑴𝑶𝑵𝑺𝑻𝑬𝑹 ! — give me 5 songs to listen to and i’ll give u my opinion on them all !

the song — this is the first time i’ve ever heard her sing but ohmygod her voice is gorgeous !! the song altogether isn’t rlly for me but i don’t hate it <3 i’d prob listen again <3

you’re losing me — tay tay my bae !! imo the song is kinda calmer but this is one of the few songs like that i love ! also what’s the name of that song that’s like OH MY LOVE IS A LIE

is there somewhere — i love it when u remind me i’m a teenage white girl with songs like this

cherry blossom — I WAS ACC GONNA ASK U FOR LANA SONG RECS A FEW DAYS AGO !! i love her songs they’re so ethereal

ivy — evermore the album u are !.

MY GOODNESS!! chlo you’re STUNNING!! i love you, you’re literally the prettiest.. like what???? 😭💋

nahhh i look so good tonight there was no need for me to do this but here I am

DAY 17: LET IT SNOW

pairing: regulus black x gn!reader

summary: regulus and the reader have a snowball fight

warnings: none

it had been snowing for days at this point and you had begged regulus to go outside with you for a week

even if he was a fan of winter, he didn’t like the cold as much

your begging had gotten the the point where it was hard for regulus to deny your request, so he eventually gave in

he had watched you put on your clothes and he had felt some excitement bubble in his chest at the thought of doing something that made you happy

he was surprised that you had a set of rules considering a good snowball fight, and it wasn’t going without a bit of work for you to be enjoyable

you told regulus that he had to build himself a little wall, behind which he could hide and store his snowballs

it took each of you about half an hour to build the wall and prepare some snowballs

as soon as the fight had started, regulus hated it, but he couldn't help but smile at the sound of your laughter the moment one of your snowballs hit his head

his hair had gotten damp fast, you were way better at this than he had anticipated, while he missed you every time

he declared you the winner after the fight had gone on for an hour

you got back onto your feet and walked into his direction. he grumbled as he noticed how disheleved he looked and how good you were still looking, so without a second thought, he had picked you up and gently let you fall into the snow

as soon as you both were back in the castle, you had changed your wardrobe and cuddled on the couch in front of the fire, snuck under a blanket

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MOTHER OF ALL MOTHERS 😍😍

The literal penthouse of our hearts

📸: Kevin Mazur

—change

pairing: anthony lockwood x sister!reader

summary: you get hurt on a date and your brother notices that he has grown apart from you

warnings: mentions of injury, one yr age gap relationship (18 + 17)

notes: lucy, lockwood and george are 20 in this. reader has an age gap of 3 years

growing up you found yourself always wandering in the shadows of your older brother, he was your hero, the ideal person in your eyes and you wanted to be everything he was.

although he was only three years older than you, he grew up a faster after your parents death. he did everything possible to give you the childhood that you deserved to have.

but due to that, your relationship was strained. he thought he was protecting you by keeping you out, but instead you felt like an intruder in your own home, which felt more like Anthony's home now, who had no time to play, or to spend time, always hiding in the library, keeping you away from the things he was dealing with.

you had always hoped to one day repair the relationship you two had lost over the years, but no matter what you tried, it didn't work. so one day you just gave up.

two years later

"Lucy, have you seen my green sweater?" you called up the stairs at your best friend. she didn't answer though, you sighed and walked down to the attic, to hopefully find it in the laundry room.

your brother was training downstairs, jumping around the room and swirling his rapier through the air. you tried to move out of the way as best as you could

anthony sighed and stopped the training procedure. "how many times have I told you, not to come down here, while I'm training?"

another one of the reasons that your relationship was so strained, was that he always expected the most from you, which got tiring after awhile, especially because he was your brother and not your father.

"sorry, anti" you turned your back while you rolled your eyes and walked to the drier "I just need my sweater"

"and how many times have I told you not to call me that"

anti had been his childhood nickname, before you could pronounce his name. you preferred to call him that to this day, because first, he hated it and secondly he really approached everything that concerned you with some anti-attitude, so you thought it fit.

"sorry, dad" you replied sarcastically "won't happen again"

"don't call me that either" he sighed "have you found your sweater?"

you turned to look at him and noticed that he was waiting for you to leave, so he could turn the simulation back on.

"nope, its probably in lucy's room. see you later, anti"

"stop calling--" before he could finish his sentence, you had already made your way back up the stairs and closed the door behind you "sorry" you said to yourself "I sadly can't hear you"

"what?" you turned around to look at george, who was sitting at the kitchen table, papers flooding over the whole table

"nothing" you shook your head "have you seen my sweater?"

"which one?" george asked annoyed

"the green one? the one theo found me pretty in, remember?" you smiled, thinking about the brown haired boy that was part of quill kipps' crew and would go on a date with you later today

"theo rowland?" george repeated "why does it matter what he thinks of you?"

"i'm going out with him today" you rolled your eyes at the boy "and i wanted to wear the sweater"

"i think it's in the bathroom" george shrugged, no longer interested in continuing the conversation. you quickly thanked him, before walking out of the room and getting the sweater, that really had been in the bathroom.

after you had gotten ready, you left the house, making your way to the spot you would meet theo at.

it was later that evening, exactly ten minutes after nine, that anthony lockwood would hear loud and hectic knocking on his door. he had been sitting in the library, reading when he finally decided to open the door, the loud noise getting annoying.

"what is it?" he asked, swinging open the door. he couldn't have guessed who had been waiting in front of it.

"rowland?" lockwood asked surpised "what the hell do you want?"

"lockwood!" theo breathed a sigh of relief "something happened" theo's eyes caught lucy's who was walking down the stairs "something with y/n"

"y/n?" lockwood repeated "y/n's upstairs, what could've possibly happened?" "she isn't" lucy shook her head "she was gone the whole afternoon"

"was she now?" lockwood wondered "listen, rowland, i really don't know what you have to do with my sister, but if you don't mind, i really would love to know where she is"

"the hospital"

"the hospital?" both lockwood and lucy screeched "why didn't you say something sooner?" lockwood eagerly grabbed his coat, before he was out the door and calling for a taxi, lucy close behind him

"what the hell happened?" he turned around to look at Theo, pointing an accusing finger at the boys chest.

lucy was already climbing into the taxi. "come on, lockwood"

"if you did something to her--" he pushed theo back

"lockwood!" lucy called again

lockwood took a look in lucy's direction, deciding that he really didn't have any time to discuss anything with theo, before he looked him up and down again "i will find out if you did and now get lost!" he climbed into the taxi, that drove off after he had closed the door.

"y/n!" the relief in lucy's voice calmed lockwood down a bit.

you opened your eyes slowly, letting them adjust to the light, when you looked around yourself. "hey"

"hey" lockwood said. he took a look at your arm that was in a cast

"what happened?" lucy pointed at your arm

you looked down "i fell, really hard. but theo brought me here quickly, they gave me something to sleep while they fixed it"

"good" lucy nodded, but sensed the outgoing tension from lockwood

"where have you been? why did you leave the house in the first place?"

"i will get a nurse and tell her you've woken up" lucy excused herself from the room, leaving you and lockwood to talk.

"i was on a date" you answered his question hesitantly

"what?" anthony asked loudly "with theo rowland?" he connected the dots in his head

you nodded.

he laughed bitterly, shaking his head, walking around the room. "no you're way too young for dating and theo rowland as well! this is illegal!"

"what are you even talking about?" you asked "theo is not too old for me"

"did he touch you or anything?" lockwood sat down next to you "i can call barnes"

"what? no!" you got angrier at him "he's a good guy"

"yeah" lockwood rolled his eyes "a good guy dating a fifteen year old"

you looked at him stunned. "i'm seventeen"

"huh?"

"i'm seventeen" you repeated louder "and theo is eigtheen, so everything is fine. and if i want him to touch me, i will let him. he's very respectful"

"you're not seventeen" lockwood shook his head in denial

"yes i am" you said, but softer "what year is it, anthony?"

lockwood clasped a hand over his forehead "shit" he mumbled "you're right"

"it's alright" you shrugged your shoulders

"no it's not and i'm sorry" he admitted "i've been a pretty shitty brother these past few years, i should've kept you closer and not try to shut you out."

"don't say that" you exclaimed "of course i wanted to be closer to you, but i know that you did a lot of that so that i would have a happy childhood. you didn't mean to be cruel"

"i didn't" he nodded

"it's not too late"

"yeah" he smiled. "how about when you get discharged we go out for some donuts at arif's? you can bring theo. i scared him pretty badly, but he told me you were here in the first place, so he deserves an apology" "that sounds good" you smiled

"i love you"

"i love you too, anti"

"just today, i won't say anything to that stupid nickname, but only because you're in the hospital"

"okay" you laughed

DAY 19: SANTA TELL ME

pairing: quill kipps x fem!reader

summary: you and quill had been the parents of the group for years, but nothing ever happened between the two of you. now it’s finally time to change that, or atleast your friends think it is…

warnings: just kissing

“who wants some cookies?” you asked, bringing out the plate and holding it in the direction of your friends.

lockwood and co, as well as quill were staying at your place over christmas and also a few days after. you were a bit older than the agency and more in the age range of quill, still all of them were dear friends, or more family to you.

you had decorated the house beautifully, hanging christmas lights anywhere you could and your friends at felt at home the moment they had entered the place.

“gladly” lockwoods feature lit up as he noticed the cookies and lucy and george quickly dashed forward to, taking a few of them.

when there was only one single cookie left, quill saw his turn. “thank you” he smiled “you always make them so deliciously” he plastered a kiss on your forehead, before he started biting down the cookie and excused himself to the bathroom.

lucy send george a look. both of them looked at lockwood. and lockwood just shrugged his shoulders.

“so..” lockwood said slowly, once you had settled into the big armchair next to the christmas tree. “how’s it going?”

“how’s it going?” repeated lucy murmuring

george seemed to deem the question as weird as lucy did, so he followed it by hitting lockwood ok the side with his elbow.

“ouch” lockwood rubbed his ribs

you missed all of that interaction and just shrugged you shoulders. “great, i’d say”

“and dating?” lockwood earned himself another hit with the elbow “like in general” he muttered, while holding back the cry of agony

“you’re coming straight to the point, huh?” you wondered smiling “i’m not seeing anyone at the moment”

truth was, that lockwood, lucy and george were rooting for you and quill together ever since quill had first introduced them to you about three years ago. actually, at first they had thought you were his new girlfriend. it took them quite some time to find out you weren’t, considering you were always acting like a couple.

over the years of knowing them there originated some sort of dynamic in which you and quill would often find yourselves acting as parents to the little group.

sometimes they would make it too easy, by fighting like siblings or not having enough food in the house. or last fall, when all of them had gotten sick at the same time and you and quill had spent an entire week at portland row, trying to cure them.

you had never felt more like a mother.

and in some sense you loved it. you didn’t have much family, so it made you happy to love and take care of someone.

“what about quill?” lucy asked quickly, ignoring the looks george and lockwood were sending her.

lockwood looked at george next, as if he was waiting for a reaction, or for him to elbow lucy next. but george didn’t do anything, he actually just leaned forward by a bit, seemingly just as interested in your answer as lucy was. lockwood sighed and looked at you.

“what?” you asked “if quill is seeing someone?”

lucy and george nodded.

you shrugged “not as far as i know”

your friends smiled and you returned the smile, a bit confused at their beaming happiness, before you stood up. “who would want some tea?”

after they had answered your questions - three times yes - you left the living room and walked into the kitchen. just as the kitchen door closed behind you, quill re-entered the living room and sat down in the chair you had just gotten out of.

that was enough for the trio to silently decided to continue their interrogation with him.

it seemed that the unresolved relationship issue really bugged george, because he got straight to the point. “you’re single, y/n’s single, why not just date each other?”

“what?” quills eyes had grown big.

“you heard what i said” george leaned back and crossed his arms, like he had just finished his job.

“what he is trying to say, is that—” lockwood tried to ease the situation, but couldn’t find any words, so he looked at lucy.

“you’re basically married” she shrugged “and you obviously like her”

“yeah” lockwood agreed “and she likes you back”

“why don’t you go in there and ask her out? right now” george pointed to the kitchen door

“woah” quill raised his hands “we’re actual human beings, not just some dolls you can play with and set up with each other”

“so you don’t like her?” george was mindlessly turning the pages of a magazine.

“i did not say that” quill protested.

“fine, okay” lucy nodded “what seems to be the problem?”

“what if you’re wrong?” quill muttered “what if i ask her and she says no, and what if, after that she’ll never talk to me again?”

“you can’t be that oblivious” george had decided that he had read enough and closed the magazine “i mean when was the last time you had a girlfriend? i’m pretty sure it was back before you even knew y/n. and when did you ever see her with another boy?”

“hm” made quill, watching as you opened the door and walked out with a tray in hand. he quickly got to his feet, helping you put everything down on the table. you looked up and suddenly you were unbelievably close to each other.

“hi” muttered quill.

“hi” you said back.

it was like lockwood, lucy and george had suddenly disappeared and it was only you two.

“how would you like—“ quill interrupted himself “go on a date, with me?” he asked instead.

“i thought you’d never ask” you smiled brightly and his heart fluttered in his chest.

“i thought you’d never say yes” he whispered and you looked at him in surprise.

“i could never say no to you” your lips were almost touching, when you heard a noise from the couch.

lockwood, lucy and george had stumbled onto their feet and were trying to leave the room.

“don’t even pay attention to us” lucy babbled “we’re going to buy some new cookies”

“are we?” lockwood wondered, but was quickly dragged out of the room by his two friends

“we are” was the last thing you could hear george say, in a rather harsh tone, before the front door closed loudly.

quill and you looked at each other again, laughing at your friends, that were acting like children once again.

“can i kiss you?”

“yes”

and he did just that. his lips were soft and you tasted some of your cherry lip balm, that he sometimes used. he was pulling you closer by your hip and neck and deepened the kiss and you wondered why you had never done this before in all the years you had liked him and didn’t take the time to even admit that to yourself.

“i really like you” you muttered against his lips as soon as the kiss had ended.

“i really like you too” quill said “wait, no, please scratch that”

you frowned at him.

“i think i might even love you”

you giggled, relieved, before you nodded “okay” you said “that’s even better”

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