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See the line where the sky meets the sea it calls me. And no one knows, how far it GOES. If the wind in my sail on the sea stays behind m e. One day I'll know, if I GO there's just no telling how far I'll 𝓰𝓸 Hi! I'm Hunter, and this is my 1x1 blog. If you would like to plot, please please please send me a message. I'm always up for new plots. Have a great day !!

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Home For Christmas

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mia--francis:

Mia stood at the bottom of the stairs and waited for Noah. “Come on, I’ll find you some towels,” she said, nodding her head up towards the landing. Her hand reached for his without even really thinking about it. “Let the little ones do their stockings, mum,” she said from the stairs as she walked up and out of sight. April, Ollie and Jake burst out in cheers and were in the living room before their mum could even agree. Once they reached the top of the stairs, Mia’s mind was mostly consumed with the idea fo kissing Noah while they had a few moments alone. Her cheeks flushed and instead she opened the airing cupboard and found some towels for him. “We got a new shower but it’s really easy to use,” she said, turning back to Noah and biting down slightly on her bottom lip. “Just.. Give me a shout if you get stuck or.. something..”

Noah smiled slightly at their hands. 24 hours ago, he’d been worried that Mia would refuse to so much as talk to him, and yet here they were, holding hands and talking like nothing had changed between them. Except it had, and Noah knew it was only a matter of time before reality came crashing down on them again. For now, however, he was going to enjoy his christmas. “Thanks.” Noah took the towels from Mia once she’d got them from the airing cupboard. A small smirk appeared on his lips as she talked. “Sure you don’t want to join me?” 

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Home For Christmas

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mia--francis:

Is that an invitation? The words hung around in her head even as she moved between the small bodies and got to where her mum stood at the oven. “Merry Christmas mum,” she said, kissing the woman’s cheek and adjusting Jake on her hip The kitchen was humming with activity as Mia got all of the little ones seated and helped plate up all of the food and get everyone fed. Whenever she passed Noah int he chaos, she took his hand for a brief moment and squeezed. They were like magnets, always aware of and drawn to the other. The little ones ate breakfast so quickly that Mia worried they might throw up, but Christmas excitement allowed them to keep their food down and soon they were demanding to open presents. “I’ve got to get some out of my room,” Mia said, standing up from the breakfast table. She’d left Noah’s in her wardrobe and needed to check the wrapping paper was still intact after two months surrounded by her make up bags and shoes. “Go in and start without me.” She passed behind Noah’s chair and ran her hands over his shoulders, putting her chin on his head. “Do you want a shower or anything before the madness begins?”

Noah was more than happy to join in the usual Christmas excitement. Breakfast was chaos but he loved it. His life was surrounded by chaos, everything in his life loud and hectic. This was a nice sort of chaos though, and he thought he wouldn’t mind spending more mornings like this. The gentle squeeze of Mia’s hand every time they passed one another kept the smile on his face. Last night felt like a dream but he knew it wasn’t. The whispered I love you’s and gentle kissed had got rid of any remaining awkwardness and, while he knew their problems were far from over, he was glad Christmas Day was going to be nice. Once breakfast was over, Noah helped her clear up, excited himself to give everybody their presents. Over the years, the most he’d ever gotten them were silly little items, or homemade presents he slaved over for months. This year he had actual presents, and he was excited. “A shower’s probably a good idea, yeah. I need to get my presents too.”

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Home For Christmas

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mia--francis:

“You won’t starve. Don’t be melodramatic,” she said, digging out a Christmas jumper from her drawer and pulling it on over her head. It said Kiss me it’s Christmas! Across the front in bright pink, swirling writing. Mia was particularly partial to a Christmas jumper. She opened the door and looked over her shoulder at him, eyebrows raised. “You know I will never wear it. I’ll give it to April and she can wear it to every non-uniform day as a dress. An I love Noah tshirt doesn’t even make it in to my pyjamas collection.” She was lying, of course. However, she couldn’t have him getting too sure of himself. As soon as Mia reached the kitchen she was surrounded by screams of Merry Christmas! And all three of her siblings were bundling towards her, wrapping themselves around her lower body. Laughter rang off all of the walls in the kitchen, with Mia’s the loudest for once. “Okay, okay, calm down,” she said, peeling them all off except Jake who she hoisted up on to her hip. “I heard something about their being breakfast?”

“Um- you don’t know that. I could starve to death right this very second, and then you’ll regret saying that.” Noah watched her get dressed, smiling a little at the jumper. He gestured to the writing on it. “Is that an invitation?” He didn’t wait for an answer, following her down the stairs while humming under his breath. “No need, I got April one too. And your siblings. And your mum. You can all wear your matching ‘I love Noah’ shirts.” Again, he wasn’t joking, finding the very idea hilarious enough to buy the shirts for them all. Noah laughed when her siblings came running towards them, hugging Mia first, and then wrapping their arms around Noah too. 

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mia--francis:

Mia covered her face with her hands when she realised her mistake. “Shhhh shut up!” she said through laughter, embarrassed beyond words. She tried to comfort herself with the knowledge that she could have said far worse. “You knew what I meant!” The chip shop appeared in front of them and she held the door open for him to come inside. The warmth was almost stifling after the cold of outside. “Three,” she finally answered his question, rubbing her hands together to rid them of chill. “April, who is eight. Then you’ve got Oliver who is five and Jake who is three.” Jake hadn’t really been around much when Mia was at school but as she’d gotten older, the baby had become half her responsibility. Whenever her mum worked, Mia filled in her space. “My dad died when I was little so technically they’re all my half-siblings but y’know.. That doesn’t always apply or feel right? They’re not my half-brothers or anything like that. We’re just family.”

Noah laughed at her, shaking his head as the sound rang out. He thanked her for holding the door open and walked inside, the warm air hitting him immediately. It was a nice change from the freezing cold outside. “I’m sorry- bout your dad.” Noah walked over to the counter, ordering what he wanted before looking back at Mia. “It’s good of you though. Maybe a little dumb, but very good of you to help take care of them. Not everyone would do that.”

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mia--francis:

“I will have you know I have tried a significant number of the chips in this town. I consider myself something of an expert,” she said, now laughing. She wrapped her arms tightly around herself and kept her hands safely in her pockets as they walked and weaved through emptier and emptier streets as the night wore on. “If people stop us, I’ll grab your name and drag you away,” she promised, turning sharply in to a small alley between two of the town’s main streets. “I used to go to this place on a Friday after school and take it home for my little brothers and sister. Friday was mum’s late shift and I wasn’t much of a cook back then.”

Noah laughed softly, shaking his head at her as they walked. “Mia the chip expert? Is that your official title?” It was freezing outside this late, and Noah was beginning to regret not bringing something a little warmer with him when he left. He raised his eyebrows at her words, a little smirk on his lips. “You’re going to grab my name and drag me away? You sure you worded that right?” He almost bumped into her when she took a sharp turn into the alley. The smell of chips was already beginning to reach them. “Yeah? How many siblings do you have?”

[jungshoseok]

Game-changer. Archie got hot.

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Zach leaned back in his desk chair, his eyes glancing over the crowd of students slowly filing out of his classroom. He was happy his day of classes was finally over. Teaching was his passion, but some days were simply exhausting. Once the last of his students had exited the classroom, Zach pulled his phone out so he could text Bijou. As far as he was aware, she was still on campus. It was convenient that they both attended the same college, even if it did come with a fair amount of difficulties. 

Text: Come meet me? I’m in my classroom.

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a plot where they’re both at an art show and they’re stood next to each other at a certain collection and he asks her opinion and she completely blasts it saying she doesn’t understand any of it and it looks like something a kid would do and he just laughs and nods with her. but then later on he’s revealed as the artist and she feels so bad that she blasted his work and he just found it pretty amusing and they go out for coffee as her apology and just imagine him taking her to art galleries and she’s just brutally honest saying she doesn’t understand any of it so he explains and wow 

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When I was twenty, and very stupid, I was utterly in love with my economics professor. It is one of the most unsexy subjects, but the way this man talked about numbers was obscene. It helped that he was fucking gorgeous, too. There was a boy in econ who always sat next to me and found excuses to talk. He’d share his notes if I daydreamed during class—and I did a lot of daydreaming about that professor. This boy was persistent, so I made a deal with him. If he could ask the professor a question which he answered incorrectly, I’d agree to one date.The boy thought about it for a while, and then he asked, ‘Will she go out with me tonight?’, pointing at me. And the professor said, very decisively, ‘No.’ So the boy, thinking himself clever, asked me where I’d like to have dinner, and I said I’d tell him later. After class, I asked the professor why he’d answered ‘no’ with such certainty. Do you know what he said? He said, ‘Because you’re having dinner with me.’ And that was the night I started dating my econ Professor, and my now boyfriend of 5 years.

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my boyfriend talks in his sleep and I wish it was just cute gibberish but instead it’s TERRIFYING. so far, he has:

- grabbed me by the shoulder and put his hand over my mouth at 3am and pointed to the wall, whispering “do you see it? the barbed wire.” - woken me up and muttered “he’s here” while staring at my bedroom door - rolled over last night and said “you don’t know what’s out there. You don’t know what’s in the swamp.”

he’s taken like 20 years off my life.

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mia--francis:

“You’re so sure of yourself,” Mia said, her voice holding a hint of a laugh. “In two years they will have found a new floppy haired heart throb. You’ll have to start marketing yourself towards mums and other middle aged women.” Her face broke into a wide grin as she teased him. She stood up and put her hoodie back on, tucking her hands firmly in to the pockets and letting the hood ruffle up around her neck to keep off the worst of the wind’s chill. “Come on, I’ll show you the best chips this town has to offer.” As they were walking to the door she looked over her shoulder and thanked the waitress with a bright smile and a small wave of her hand. Mia believed firmly that manners and courtesy cost nothing but brightened everyone’s day. “Well, I’ll show you the best chips if we don’t freeze to death before we get there,” she said with a half smile, having forgotten how cold it was outside.

Noah poked his tongue out at her. “You’re so rude. You’re meant to be nice to me you know?” He liked the fact that she wasn’t afraid to joke around. It was refreshing, as most of the population held him up on some pedestal he really didn’t deserve to be on. “Middle aged women huh? What exactly would I sing about? Knitting, cats, and nappies?” Noah laughed softly and walked across the small coffee shop, dodging through tables and customers. “Now how do you know they’re the very best? Have you tried every sort of chips every store has to offer around here?” He pushed the door open for her, and walked outside after her. It was freezing outside but he was pretty used to just ignoring the cold. Many nights as a teenager had been spent out on these streets. “Let’s walk fast and hope we don’t get stopped.”