Manifesting Jon and Martin as background voices, overheard in a supermarket and arguing about whether they're out of canned peaches.
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Manifesting Jon and Martin as background voices, overheard in a supermarket and arguing about whether they're out of canned peaches.
day three: wispers
the wispers around maxim was practically the first thing teona had heard from the girls when the break of the first school day hit.
"he's a player."
"please watch out."
"he will hurt your heart."
"don't trust his smile."
"he will never be as devoted to you as he is to himself."
"stay friends with him, no matter how hard your heart aches."
that last one had been from paula, his ex girlfriend, her voice had broken halfway through and teona had ached for the girl.
but right now the wispers couldn't be further from the truth. maxim was listening to her rambling about their incompetent history teacher, correcting all the false statements he had given, his eyes never leaving her. everytime she looked over, the only thing she found was utter devotion and nothing of the things the girls had wispered to her.
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Tom: *staring at Harry practicing Quidditch*
Harry: *all sweaty and happy because he loves flying*
Ominis: quit staring and control your hormones.
Tom: *blushing*
Sebastian: leave the kid alone, he's only 14. He can stare as much as he wants to.
Ominis: I was talking to you.
Sebastian: *snifs* you only say that because you can't stare at MC like I do.
MC: *flying with Harry and Sirius to help with practice*
Healing
And why we didn't know about this ????
World is too cruel 😭
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Based on a Prompt found on Facebook... Darcy is the Avengers' official Pilot, everyone respects it until someone doesn't. Crackfic for a general audience.