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Read the panels right to left from here because yes
I saw the recent omake and remembered this saying where vampires couldn't see themselves in mirrors, so I applied that to these two cuz why not đâš
I think one of the biggest worries I have when posting a fanfic is when I'm doing my taglist and one of you changed your names so your profile doesn't show up
This made me so sad for some reason
*teleports in your home then teleports out*
Omfg
Writers
Writers please listen to me
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youâre welcome
Heyyyyyyy pretty people nice to meet y'all
Pardon me I'm just very shy to start convos ;-;-;-;-;
Mia don't leave me come back :|
Miaaaa
Introduce me to some of your friends ;-;
Breeeeee TT Okay guys this is my bestie bree. Oi I mma mention some blogs for you okay?
@is-this-a-fish-market This is fish. Uk fish right? I told you abt her. @max-julyfield This is aarna:) Awesome person. @navaratna This is Ratna:) Look at her theme! @letsdanceunderstarlight she has a beautiful blog^^ @bipdf my tumblr di^^ @for-you-i-would-fall-from-grace This is blue:) pretty person @layana-xx Layana:) see her blog! @icedqueen Devika:) multifandom blog @skiesandflowerss she is sweet person, we exchange recs @clandestinial Nia:) sweet person with a sweet name
(and anyone else who wanna introduce yourself to this stupid friend of mine? also I just tagged you guys for her convenience, no pressureTT)
just hobi being neat (cr. 1, 2)
Guys, guys I messed up, I looked at the Slimeriana tag. I fucked up. I read a fic on ao3. Oh no, guys, guys. The hyperfixation. It's back.
Half of my block is missing. Not half of the people, half of the actual block, apartments and all. Which I could ignore except one of the buildings that decided to disappear is Mrs. Malleyâs, and I might actually go rogue if I donât get a coffee in the next hour.
At least the Chinese restaurant was left, because no one wants to actually cook dinner when Gotham is Gothaming.
Ok itâs 1:00 in the morning so the creative juices are flowing so here I gođ... the reader and their friend having prom or some dance similar and reader doesnât have any one to go with but their friend promises theyâll find them someone. Reader still goes on the day of the dance despite not having anyone, but meets a lad dressed in a full white suite (which she though for a second had some kind of âfake wingsâ) and introduces himself as Paul (part 1/2)
2/2 and says he was set up to meet the reader and take them to prom (so Reader assumes their friend found someone) so they go inside and actually have a lot of fun (even with dancing). Towards the end of the night when reader seeâs their friend they ask them about Paul but they respond âwhoâs Paulâ? âWait you didnât set me up then who was that I spent the night with...
DUDE
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âAllie, donât mess with me. I know you set me up with him. He said he was here to dance with me.â
Your friend stared at you for a moment, acting like youâd just grown a second head.
âNo, Y/N, I brought David to dance with you. Thereâs no one I know named Paul.â
That made your blood run cold. How had Paul known you were waiting to be set up with someone? How did he know who you were?
âWhereâs David?â you asked, thinking maybe the names had gotten mixed up. Allie pointed to a shorter boy with blond hair. Definitely not Paul.
You made a mad dash for the exit, thinking maybe you could catch up with Paul. Allie was yelling your name behind you but you ignored her, scampering across the schoolyard and around the block. The street was dead and pitch black; everyone was inside.
âPaul!â you screamed, stamping your foot.
âWhatever the hell your name is! I know youâre around here somewhere.â
âY/N?â
You whirled around so fast, your head mightâve snapped off. Paul was a few feet away, still in his pristine white suit. Even though it was nighttime, you could see him clearly. He almost glowed of his own accord, eyes starry and bright.
âYou lied to me. Allie didnât send you.â
Paul sighed and hung his head.
âI know. I didnât know how else to ask you to dance.â
âHow did you know I was waiting to be set up?â
You took a step closer, squinting as you saw a faint sparkle around Paul. The air was distorted, like when a bus exerted too much gasoline and made the ground wavy.
âI-I overheard your conversation at the party. Seemed like your date wasnât planning on showing.â Paul watched you with wide eyes as you waved your hand around his back. The sparkles dissipated and reformed.
âWhat are you?â
Paul backed away, tittering nervously.
âHeh, what dâyou mean?â
âYou knew. You donât go to school here and you still knew I needed a date. You just swooped in here like... like an angel or something. How did you know?â
Paul bit his lip and leaned over, brushing his lips against yours. You were surprised but you didnât pull away. His skin was unnaturally warm, and it buzzed with electricity where he touched you.
Then he was pulling away and for a second, you couldâve sworn youâd seen the outline of a wing.
âI have to go. Tonight was the best time Iâve had in... ages. I wish I could stay but I canât. Iâm sorry, Y/N.â
And then he was rushing down the block. His feet barely touched the pavement, almost like he was flying.
You took off after him, demanding an explanation. But when you turned the corner, there was no one there.
Laying on the ground was a single pink carnation; the one from his jacket pocket. You picked it up and tucked it into your bag, turning around to head home.
As you walked, you looked up, expecting to see the stars that usually guided you home but tonight, the sky was empty.
It seemed theyâd all disappeared on you.
There was a user that was reading one of my stories that used to comment with long paragraphs and reading them mere hours after I posted a chapter was the highlight of my entire week, really
Now they probably aren't reading the story anymore, or they're not commenting, and I miss them so much TwT
you COMMENT on fic? you comment on the story like it's worth something? oh! oh! love for reader! love for reader for One Thousand Years!!!!
I miss you more than my tired eyes miss sleep.
You left because you saw the way I see myself, didn't you?
Dear you, I miss talking to you every single day just like we used to. I almost feel sorry for not telling you how much I love you; almost because I am afraid that had you known my deep feelings then you, too, would have left me. But look at you, you are gone nonetheless. Love you always, me ~ I miss you (letter 1)
Dear you,
I finally knocked you today after 8 days of utter silence from both the ends, not that you noticed. 8 days seemed a lot. I had to talk to you. And so I knocked about a writing that felt too familiar. You said you have never seen it before. I thought you did. Anyway nvm. Thatâs all you do. You never mind.
Love you always, me
~ I miss you (letter 2)