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Read Star Catcher. Just do it
me: writes fics for itty bitty tiny fandoms
also me: gets mad when i don’t get hits, kudos, or comments
Non-specific day Six request for our favourite Sunday Six anon 🥰❤️
Ah, my love, thank you❤ I haven't done much writing, but I have spent a great amount of time thinking about L&T. This is a little something I wrote down for them
"You know you don't have to tell me anything, Lina," he whispers, his knuckles caressing Lina's colarbone softly - a touch featherlight, almost too tender to bear.
And she needs to take a deep breath, the fire inside her blazing sedulously (painfully. It hurts to burn for Tatum, it pains as much as it pleases). It all feels too much - too good, too terrific; it feels like a dream.
(One she will soon turn into a nightmare)
-after all that i've done (l&t)
Implementing CICD with L&T Team Jan 2018
Implementing CICD with L&T Team Jan 2018
the park // t.w.
@fangirling-for-tyler requested:
Hiii can I request a Tyler imagine, sneaking out to meet up with him?😊
A/N- AHHH my first L&T request! thanks hun!
Ty- park? please?
The park. There’s only one park he could possibly be talking about. It’s not even a park really..it’s a playground. The playground at my old elementary school where Tyler and I met. We meet there when one of us really misses the other. My father...he hates Tyler. I know what you’re thinking, oh, typical story of the girl not being allowed to see her boyfriend. No. After I came out as bisexual to my dad, he came to the conclusion that the people around me were causing me to get these ideas. One of those good friends at the time was Tyler. He’s now my boyfriend of course..more than just a good friend.
The point is, Tyler now wants to meet at the park. At 2 am. Not that I mind seeing Tyler, it’s just gonna take work.
Me- of course :) be there in 15
With that, I carefully make my way out of bed and put on jeans and a hoodie. I put on a pair of converse and silently unlock my window, knowing the alarm will go off if I use any doors. I slide my window up as I cringe at the noise. Mindfully, I step onto the fire escape, close my window, and walk down the obnoxiously loud metal staircase. As soon as I step onto grass, I look back up to my window, sighing. I look ahead and start walking to the park.
It’s a silent walk as the occasional car zooms by until I reach the park. I notice Tyler immediately, sitting on a slide and fiddling his thumbs. “Hey..” His head snaps up and a slight smile forms on his face as he gets up.
“Hey.” He says and walks over to me, arms going around my waist and forehead resting against mine.
“Someone missed me.” I noted with a chuckle. He let out a light laugh as well.
“Of course. Why wouldn’t I?”
“I never said you didn’t.” We stood in silence for a short amount of time.
“We are goals.” He said.
“Bitch, no.” I joked with a laugh. “No one wants a frowned upon relationship.”
“I know..but when we are together, we’re goals.”
I laughed again. “Sure we are.”
Don Rosa - The Master Of The Mississippi (1992)