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I Want Auroras And Sad Prose

@holymusicalmothman / holymusicalmothman.tumblr.com

//Megs//
//She/Her//26//AroAce//
Cosplayer. Writer. Dork.
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hearts4renaa

SO HIGHSCHOOL ~

summary: all the corny, cute, romcom type things you guys do that makes everyone at NRC swoon. featuring the dorm leaders. contains: 1.4k words in total of fluff fluff and more fluff. gn reader, one of the lyrics i reference uses "her" but that's it. a/n: inspired by 'so high school' by taylor swift! i might make this into a series.... lololol we'll see! please enjoyy

“’Cause I feel so high school, every time I look at you ~”

No. I’m like obsessed with this thooooo.

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Sebastian has experience in the mines, he would DEFINITELY help you get resources!!

It's so funny too, cause sometimes he's like "Hey, I couldn't sleep last night so I took a walk in the mines. I found this gem... you want it?"

HOW FAR DOWN DID YOU EVEN GO TO GET THAT?? Good for him honestly. Go emo boy, go!

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this is a place for us cute girlies to write our cute little stories about incestuous white haired beauties, yet what seems to have been transpiring is political level exposes. we’ve taken world building so far, it’s become king’s landing irl

like my mother said y’all, if you have nothing nice to say, don’t say anything at all.

now, back to thirsting please?

Exactly! It’s not about who’s right or wrong, we aren’t here to use our morals. It’s supposed to be who’s the hottest war criminal.

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safination
Partners in Death...And Life

Part 5: Glimpse of me and you: Part i

|Part 4: The Radio Stars' Co-Host Just Wants To Do The Dishes| |Part 5: Gimpse of me and you: Part ii| |Masterlist| Ao3| Taglist| Pairings: Alastor x wife! Reader Tags: fem!reader, established relationships, Asexual! Alastor, Reader is in hell for a reason Warning: Blood and dead bodies <3| A little bit suggestive Now, I know what you must be thinking. Part 1? Yeah…this chapter is supposed to actually be much longer, but the second part of the fic isn’t complete yet and I have like two more exams. And biochemistry isn’t something to laugh about. I am slowly losing my mind. I close my eyes and I see aldehydes and hemiketals. Anyway, part two of this will be posted in like two or three days. It’s already drafted, just need to edit it. So here’s a bite size chapter. It contains marriage years 1930 and 1931. 1932 isn't complete yet, sadly. It was quite long, so part 2 will just be 1932.

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1930

 That blasted car is too far.

With each step, the tip of your heels scrape the pavement. Shoe maintenance tells you that dragging the rubber tip shortens its lifespan, but your toes pinch when you lift your shoe. Alastor takes long strides, walking with the pace of a man with his ass on fire. Pick a struggle. One either walks fast but takes short strides, or walks slow but takes long strides. It’s unethical to have both.

Streetlamps illuminate the sidewalk. The dried leaves scattered around catch on your shoe, and the city’s smog particles stick on your skin.

The city sucks ass.

So good!

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