Dont Want To Sound Like Im Nagging But Are You Going To Ever Finish Writing Lucky Love Cedric X Reader?

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Because I am unoriginal as fuck. The dialogue prompt list was fun to make and I had a lot of fun with answering the asks! Again, I am giving full credit to whoever made any of these aus or prompts.

Our teachers keep pairing us together even though we’re polar opposites, but I can’t deny that you’re really cute.

We’ve been best friends since the fifth grade, so could you please pretend to be my fake (boyfriend/girlfriend) to get this weirdo to stop creeping on me.

Please don’t be mad, but I found a box of stray kittens and a puppy who thinks it’s a cat and now they’re living with us.

I am now the officiant at my best friend’s wedding, so donate money to my unofficial church because I need to pay rent.

You’re really cute and keep ordering black coffee at my shop, but whenever you take a sip you look disgusted. I just wanted to know if you were okay and wanted something a bit sweeter.

We’re both college professors and some students have both of our classes and are now trying to set us up because we both get really dorky and passionate about certain subjects.

I’m a super villain and you’re a super hero. I know we’re supposed to be enemies but would you like to get coffee sometime?

 I know we’re best friends and all, but could you maybe be my date to my cousin’s wedding to prove to my judgmental relatives that I can find love and that I won’t be alone for the rest of my life.

We have to do a group project about ancient Rome and I really don’t appreciate that you’re making me do all the work, so I’m making you buy me food to make up for your douchiness.

You’re my soulmate, so there’s a tattoo on my body where you hate the most and now I’m worried because I have a tattoo that covers my entire upper body.

We’ve hated each other since we were children but here we are pretending to be a couple because my parents want me in an arranged marriage with some rich old guy, and you could even tell that’s fucked up.

Hi, I’m your guardian angel and I can see why you need guarding because who are those guys who were picking on you and how did you get that black eye? But, wait a minute, I’m now in my teens and everything is a mess, and how are you still alive?

You’re the new student and I’m the kid who gets constantly picked on and beaten up because I’m the smartest and I have weird habits and hobbies. Now, you’re defending me for no good reason, but I’m not really concerned with that. What I am concerned with is where did you learn to fight like that because I feel like the government would like to use you as a secret weapon of some sort.

You come from a small town that I’ve probably never heard of and you’re really trusting of people and this is your first time you’ve ever been to a really big city. Now, I’m making sure that you don’t end up dead and politely guiding you around the city, but I’m surprised now because you’re making friends with really dangerous people. Also, how are you now friends with the boss of a really big mafia?

I’m a new demon, and I’m assigned to you. But, you’re really depressed, so instead of making your life worse I’ve made it better. So, now I’m slowly redeeming myself and becoming your guardian angel. Oops.

Our kids are best friends and really want to be siblings, so now they’re pulling a Parent Trap.

I’m really stressed out right now, so don’t question why there are 20 muffins, seven cakes, and about 10 batches of cupcakes.

I will always believe that you are too good, too pure, and too innocent for this world even as you shout death threats in traffic.

We’re both in detention because I punched you for stealing my mechanical pencil, but I also punched you because you’re cute but an arrogant asshole and I just needed a reason to give you a black eye.

You’re my neighbor and we both go to the same university, but you get drunk and throw huge parties every weekend, so now I’m pissed off because I’m trying to study for exams. So could you stop being an asshole during exam week. Thanks. 

❄️ Snowball Fight

Prompt: ‘Snowball Fights’ 

Requested by: @livenerdyandprosper​

Pairing: Hawkeye Pierce x Gen!Neutral Reader

Triggers: None; just some shenanigans        Words: 1,068

M*A*S*H Taglist: @thatadroitgeek and @meganlpie

Note: For those who have maybe never seen MASH and are reading this anyway; yes, Frank really is this stupid in the show lol.

With a sharp intake of breath you left the post-op building immediatley being smacked with the cold air around you; small snowflakes continuously falling around you, adding to the piles of snow around camp. 

Getting to The Swamp, you flung open the door and quickly made your way inside, where you saw Hawkeye bundled up while writing a letter. Glancing up he smiled when he saw that it was you.

“Ah, if it isn’t my own personal heater” he greeted as you got closer to the stove to warm up. “I’m writing a letter to my dad, want me to say anything for you?”

“Yeah, ask him to send some sunshine.”

Hawkeye smiled as he finished his letter before setting it aside “Ready to go get some food, or whatever it is that’s in the mess tent?”

You nodded your head before turning to follow him out “How long until you go on duty?”

“In about an hour” he replied as he opened the door, both of you exiting while immediately retreating into your own coat collars to avoid the cold breeze.

As you began walking towards the mess-tent you stopped in your tracks when Frank came marching past, yelling at an orderly about something he was most likely doing right. You rolled your eyes as Hawkeye scoffed “With how much Frank shivers in the cold I’m surprise he can still talk” 

“Frank would march through a blizzard if it meant he could pull rank on someone” you muttered as Frank continued to chastise the corporal. 

“I think Frank needs to be put down a peg” Hawkeye muttered before glancing around, his eyes landing on a pile of snow by a tent. 

Walking over he made a large snowball before winking at you and then chucking the snowball as hard as he could at Frank; smacking him in the back of the head. As he yelled out in surprise, Hawkeye immediately feigned innocence by looking around confused, you immediately doing the same, knowing where he was going with this.

Frank turned and yelled “Hey!”

“That wasn’t me Frank, I’m pretty sure that came from over the hill!”

“Maybe some enemy soldiers’ guns froze up, now they gotta throw snowballs” you mused out loud.

Frank looked around panicked “Enemy soldiers? That would make sense, they’d do anything to get at us!” he rubbed the back of his head “I think there was something hard in that too! Do you think it was a bullet?”

“Oh I wouldn’t put it past them!” Hawkeye spoke with fake anger as Frank looked more panicked before running off towards Potters office.

You chuckled as you watched him sprint away as Hawkeye laughed “What a putz!” he looked back at you before he began to walk away.

Getting an idea, you quickly made up a snowball in your hand before throwing it; smacking Hawkeye in the upper back. He stopped in his tracks before turning back at you. You looked around in surprise “Wow, those guys sure have good arms!” you joked.

Hawkeye chuckle as he took a step towards you “Ah, so I see you have chosen war?” 

You chuckled nervously as you backed up “Maybe not.”

He quickly grabbed some snow, as you laughed, before dodging the snowball. Grabbing some snow you quickly turn around and chuck it at him. 

After a few minutes; you hear a laugh from nearby catching yours and Hawkeye’s attention; seeing BJ leaning against a post as he smiled that the two of you “Oh please, continue, I’m loving the show.”

You and Hawkeye shared a look before both of you turned and hurled snowballs at BJ. He yelled in surprise as he tried to dodge them; failing to do so as he stumbled to grab his own handful of snow. Turning he hurled a ball at you, striking you in the head, to which Hawkeye responded to by hitting BJ directly in the face with a loud “Ha!”

Rounding the corner, comes a stomping, pouting Frank who halted in his tracks upon seeing the snowball fight taking place. “Hey!” he yelled as he stomped towards you “I knew it! I knew the enemy wouldn’t throw snowballs!”

Hawkeye laughed “Then why did you go running to Potter to tell him so?” 

Frank grumbled before running over to a pile of snow “I’ll show you!” spinning around, he chucked a snowball, rather pathetically towards the three of you. As the snowball went past all of you, you watched as it smashed into the chest of Colonel Potter, who had just rounded the corner.

You all froze, trying not to laugh as Frank stared at Potter in horror. Radar standing next to him with his mouth agape. You watched as Potter looked down at the snow on the ground before turning, leaning down and grabbing some snow before turning and hurling it directly at Frank.

You all howled out in laughter as Frank fell on his butt in surprise as the white powder smashed into his face. He sputtered out nonsense as he looked at Potter “Colonel! There was a rock in there”

“Good!” Potter yelled before laughing along with all of you.

After your laughter died down, Potter spoke “So, who started this little war then?” Potter asked as he looked between all of you.

You pointed at Hawkeye, who pointed at you, BJ pointed at both of you. Potter nodded his head “Right. Thought it might have been” 

“Well, there’s enough cold going around, I don’t need three of my best people getting sick out here-”

“That’s nice of you to say Colonel” Frank broke in as he finally stood up from the ground.

Potter looked over at him “Ah, yeah, I suppose I couldn’t do without you either Burns” Frank hesitated as he stared at Potter, trying to figure out what he meant as Potter turned to the three of you again “Now, it’s colder than a well digger’s butt in January out here, let’s go get some coffee in the mess-tent.”

As you all began to walk to the mess-tent, Hawkeye slug his arm across your shoulders. Hearing a loud sneeze behind you, you all looked back at Frank who looked back up at you all “I think I’m getting a cold sir.”

Potter simply shook his head. as the rest of you chuckled, before you all turned and made your way into the mess-tent. 

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Imagine Being a Mainer and Hawkeye Falling in Love with You

Pairing: Benjamin Franklin “Hawkeye” Pierce x Reader

Word Count: Roughly 865 words

Author’s Note: Just a little headcanon-esque list to tide y’all over. Currently working on a lot of different works, so expect some more stories and finished requests soon. I recently re-watched a couple episodes of M*A*S*H and thought of some new content, so here it is lmao

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-Lets be honest, this man will go after anything that walks, but it takes a special type of person to keep him steadily interested

-And your down to Earth attitude and unwavering sense of calm was just the thing he didn't know he needed

-After the last couple of years he spent fighting to save the lives wagered in the elite's pointless slaughter, the thing that he needed the most wasn't sex, alcohol, or frivolous pranks

-It was someone to keep him grounded

-Someone to remind him that times like these wouldn't last forever

-The first time he met you he was immediately enraptured by your easy-going style, dopey smile, and down-turned eyes

-You seemed like someone who loved to live life, and Hawkeye knew he had to get you on his team before you met anyone else in the unit 

-Much to his surprise, you also end up being from Maine. Something that immediately gets him ranting

-It wasn't until one night, after twenty-four hours of surgery, that he began to really accept his romantic feelings for you

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-Straight after that moment you both struck up and unlikely friendship, and his feelings began to grow

-No matter what you saw and how long you worked, you always came out calm and ready to do more. And that occasion was no different 

-After seeing Hawkeye seated on a bench in the mess tent you casually walked over to him and slipped down next to him

-Wrapping your arms around him, you let him curl into you and rest his head on your torso

-After a few minutes of you gently rubbing his back, he looked sluggishly up at you and asked:

"What's with the suddenly burst in affection comrade? I suppose you couldn't resist my charms forever; we Pierces are doomed to be irresistible you know.."

-To that, you glanced back down at him and squeezed him tighter:

"You looked like someone who needed a hug is all. No one deserves to go through something as hard as that and only be left with an uncomfortable cot and flimsy wool blanket.."

-And all it took was that little admission for Hawkeye to be smitten beyond belief 

-Up to that point, no one had ever really helped him to help him. They always helped him with the  intention of getting him back in shape for the job or to help themselves 

-And up to that point, he didn't know how bad he needed to hear something as simple as that 

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-The next day, when there was no influx of wounded and everyone was well rested, he promised himself he would finally confess his feelings

-After cleaning up his tent, setting up a surprisingly nice meal that he knew he would owe an arm and a leg favor for, and kicking BJ out he was finally ready to invite you over and confess his feelings 

- The whole time he walked you to his tent and ate dinner with you, he felt like a ball of nervous energy that was about to burst

- Until you invited him to lay on his bed with you that is

-That calmed him down immensely 

-Similar to the previous night he curled up and gazed straight into your down-turned orbs:

"You know, up until last night, I never really realized how badly I needed someone like you. You understand me better than even my own father, and I don't know how to repay you for helping me when I didn't even realize I needed it. 

What I do know though, is that I've fallen madly in love with you darling, and I fear every day I see you it may grow worse."

-Although he spoke the last part in a comical accent and seemed to be over exaggerating, you knew that he was telling the truth

-Which is why you said, "I know," and immediately brought him into a slow languid kiss

-Two minutes into the kiss, he pulled you two apart and you let out a soft, "I love you too you massive dork.."

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-After that day, you two were never seen apart for too long

-And every minute you two were apart for more than two days was like Hell; and everyone could tell the toll it took on you both

-Especially if one of you was sent to the front lines

-Those nights were the worst 

-And no one could console either of you until the other was back to camp safe and sound

-By the time the end of the war rolled around, you two had developed a strong and healthy relationship 

-You had helped him cope with every problem the war rolled his way and, in turn, he was there for you when things got too overwhelming 

-To others, you two were a power couple; something to be desired in their relationships. Hawkeye never gave romantic attention to women that weren't you, and no man stood a chance with you if their name wasn't Benjamin Pierce

-And the day you both got your orders to return home, he scooped you up and asked you to marry him

-And what other answer would you have besides a: "Hell yeah!"

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to everyone who is alone, merry christmas 🎄❤️

Hugh Abbot Dating Headcanons

Word Count: Roughly 766 words

Warnings: Swearing

Notes: Not my gif or my characters; just my stories. If you have feedback or requests then speak yo truth!! I’d love to hear what you think about the work 💖😤👏

-He's too old and been through too much to be beating around the bush and not have someone who can lay back and have some fun; especially in his line of work

-If there's one thing that Hugh wants someone he's getting with to have, it's wit and and the ability to lightheartedly josh around

-After the team was allowed to have another person to join the Minister’s team, you were the first choice by Tucker to get the job

-The fact that Malcolm could even like someone and think something nice about them baffled Hugh and his crew and instantly got their intrigue and respect 

-(especially Hugh though. The man never seemed to baffle him)

-He thought you might be a little bit like Tucker at first though, so he held off trying to get close and waited to get to know the real you

-Which he desperately wanted given you looked downright gorgeous and had the personality to match

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-It wasn't until you stayed the night at the office with him and went out of your way to make him comfortable when talking and laying on the sets of couches together that he realized that he fancied you quite a lot

-And it wasn't until you both went for a pint at the pub after work that he made the first move and awkwardly admitted that he harboured deeper feelings for you

-Which, in turn, made you turn red and fumble with your words

-When you came around though, you admitted, with a large grin, that your feelings may mirror his

-Which made him break out in the most dopey and adorable smile you've seen in your life

-Despite his age, you loved that he was able to show you the ‘full of life and youthful’ part of himself that DoSac stifled so much

-”You are the most radiant person I have ever met my dear. I’m grateful that you were the one that Malcolm put on our doorstep. God knows how many other twats he could have given us.”

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-To say that the dynamic at the office changed was relatively untrue though

-Although you loved being around him, you still had your jobs to do after all

-You both respected that given you didn’t want too many people learning about it (especially the damn press)

-But that didn't stop you from stealing kisses, lighthearted touches, yearning glances, and the occasional stop for small talk when you got a few seconds alone

-(Which honestly started to get on a lot of peoples nerves; Glenn and Ollie specifically)

-Glenn and Ollie have no idea how Hugh could land himself someone so fantastic, but they kept their mouth shut in fear of getting fired or receiving a disappointed glance from you

-Tucker was surprisingly okay with the new development in you guys' relationship and even joked about how Hugh may actually shape up and do his fucking job for once

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-When the whole Julius situation was rampant and the 8:30 briefings cut happened, you were there to ease his troubles, offer a laugh, reveal info the group had decided to leave out, and boost his confidence

-You had a way of keeping the DoSac team afloat and out of trouble, which they highly appreciated

-The party they held to get Julius off their back even became a success because of your social skills

-Be it, you had to do most of the talking, but at least he was 'clicking' a tad bit better with people

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-After a few dates, you both fell into a harmonic rhythm together and even ended up learning the weirdest of each others routines just so you could strengthen your relationship

-You hold hands so often and in the weirdest situations that it honestly just makes people laugh

-Rather than getting just calls related to work and trying to bail him out of a situation, he calls you up when you’re away to see how you are

-Your kisses are soft, drawn out, and involve him wrapping both arms around yours so that you’re snuggled as close as you can be to him

-Although he can hold an intellectual conversation, he loves that you two can talk about the stupidest and seemingly meaningless aspects of life and still have it be interesting

-On quiet nights, when you actually get time to relax and fully enjoy each others company, you wrap yourselves in blankets and watch old reruns of tv shows or have Hugh read you both stories

-He is so dedicated to you that even when the press find out, they can’t do much of a story on it. You guys are too wholesome to have a scandal

-Overall, you both are very wholesome and just trying your best to get by!!

Lucky Love (2/3)

Pairing: Cedric the Sorcerer x Alchemist! Reader

Word Count: Roughly 2854 words

Warnings: Mental health and emotional abuse mention

Notes: 😳😳 Yikes, this took too long to post lmaoo; hopefully the third installment is finished sooner than this one. I’m sorry to anyone who has been interested in this for its lateness!! For this one I was going for the same story line as the first part, but in Cedric’s point of view; that’s why it seems so similar. Hopefully you guys like it :) Feedback and requests are always welcomed <3 This one’s for my boi @queen-of-british-tea !!!

“The secrets of alchemy exist to transform mortals from a state of suffering and ignorance to a state of enlightenment and bliss.”

― Deepak Chopra

“He wishes he were a skilled poet, it would fit his chosen image perfectly; the poor, tragic, tortured artiste. But he has no talent for words, neither for paints nor music; his uselessness is tremendously total.”

― Curtis Ackie

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Being born the son of Goodwyn the Great, Cedric was destined to have unreachable expectations pushed onto him; his father’s blatant adoration for fame and glory had been clear to Cedric from an early age and, given he was the only son in his family, he knew that he would soon be groomed into his father’s perfect replacement for when he retired as the Royal Sorcerer. 

The only problem that arose with that goal was that Cedric was only a child and was prone to making mistake after mistake. He knew he wasn’t perfect, no person is, but why did his father have to mention that fact so much?

It appeared that his father just couldn’t understand the notion that he was a conscience, feeling person though and decided to continue his crude actions anyway. No matter how much it hurt Cedric. 

Unbothered by this fact though, his father set out on a mission to make Cedric’s life almost unbearable and filled to the brim with dread over the fact that he would probably never become the royal sorcerer or get the family wand. In Goodwyn’s eyes, Cedric was no more than a mistake that would never be worthy. And at this point, Cedric was starting to believe it.

The days he spent subjected to his father’s emotional neglect and constant taunting when he was tricked into messing up his spells had left him in an emotional limbo that he could not escape from. And who was he to not be affected by this tortuous treatment?

Soon he was counting down the days until he could get away from his toxic family in the castle and attend school at Hexley Hall. 

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One upside to Goodwyn, in Cedric’s opinion, was that he was just as skilled a sorcerer that he claimed he was. Cedric wasn’t sure if this was something he should feel more exasperated about, but he knew that he couldn’t deny the fact. 

No matter how much he desired to demonize his father.

He had the ability to travel almost anywhere in the span of minutes and that was very convenient to a kid who had a very short attention span. And although he couldn’t travel to vast distances, Goodwyn could certainly get to many places three times faster than others. 

Which meant that Cedric could arrive at Hexley Hall faster than all of the other kids and have more time to explore his home for the next seven years. 

In less than one hour, Cedric and his father had travelled from the Castle and made it to the gate of Hexley Hall. The clean exterior of the castle was only rivaled by the beautiful architecture that made it the prestigious academy it is. 

Wasting no time leaving his father and rushing with his items to the front doors, Cedric was awe-struck by the fact that the inside was even more beautiful than the outside. Even inch of it was designed with a purpose and each piece of art was shown with pride and respect. 

And when he saw the warm smiles of the teachers waiting in the hall, beckoning him in, Cedric knew that he could get used to his new home. 

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After being toured around the castle by one of the teachers, as well as given a brief run down of its history, Cedric was left to his own accord and given a map so he wouldn’t get lost. The map had an incantation that would show him his current location and bedroom, which he thought was very convenient. But he wasn’t surprised, he knew how lost kids could get without proper guidance.

Looking down at the map after reciting the spell, he found a glowing mark on where his assigned dorm was located. Ironically enough, his was located with the rest of the sorcerers, witches, wizards, and warlocks. 

Dinner commenced shortly after introductions were made and, after a bout of awkward shuffling, he found a quiet location to eat and then began his trek to his new dormitory.

By chanting the wandless spell to the map once again, an arrow led to his room in the lower regions of the castle where he began to unpack his hefty luggage. 

After neatly organizing all of his ingredients, clothes, and books he quickly laid himself down on the comfortable mattress and ran through the events of the day. Although he still hadn't met any friends yet, he was able to get away from his father and analyze the place he’d be living in for a portion of his teenage life. 

Putting aside those thoughts, he curled into a fetal position and fell into the most blissful sleep he’s had in years. 

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Schedule: Year One- Semester One

Student: Cedric Goodwyn

Study: Sorcery

Study Order

Breakfast

Class One: Potions

Class Two: Intro to Alchemy: The People, The Places, and The Items

Class Three: Intro to Magic: Wands and Guidelines

Class Four: Intro to Magic: Practice

Lunch

Class Five: Magical Creatures and The Human Spirit

Dinner

Looks about right, Cedric thought to himself as he made his way down to the Great Hall for breakfast. 

Being somewhat challenged by wand-based spells, Cedric was relieved to see that he had potions for his first class; it was the one subject that he excelled at and was something that used to calm the nerves created by his domineering father. 

So he had no doubt that he would start his days off good with the way things looked on his schedule. 

What if no one likes me enough to partner up with me though? he asked himself while ringing his wrists. 

I guess I’ll just have to take it one step at a time….

With that thought in mind, he picked up his pace and quickly sat in a secluded spot. Looking around, he found that many people had already begun making friends. And, although this was a troubling notion given he had yet to meet anyone, he had hope that he would meet at leat (one) person that would approve of his company. 

There has to be at least ONE person who will like me right? he questioned while gazing around the expansive room. Looking to the section where all the alchemy students sat, his eyes stopped on a girl with the most adorable (h/l) haircut and beautiful disposition.

Neptune’s Nettles they were gorgeous...Hopefully I share some classes with her. Blushing, he looked back down at his breakfast and waited until it was time to head to his first class session of the year. 

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Nice! Cedric thought. I’ve got the first pick of any seat in the class!

Looking around, he found a spot that felt just right; it wasn’t too far in the back and was just enough to be in the front and in a corner. 

Smiling smugly, he sat down and began to unpack all the necessary items listed on the board in front of him. 

Humming to himself, Cedric slowly stopped when he heard a series of footsteps approaching the classroom. 

Thinking it was just the professor, given how early Cedric arrived, he kept his head down and decided to begin labelling the items in his journal.

That is, until he felt a tap on his shoulder. Whipping his head back, he stared dumbfounded at who was standing behind him: the girl from this morning!

Oh goodness, what if I’m sitting in the spot she wants?? What if she has some sort of beef with me already?? Oh dear, I’m gonna throw up..

This thought process continued until you let out a shy, "Do you mind if I sit next to you? I like the feel of this corner and you don't look half as bad as the rest of our class. Plus, I haven’t had much luck making friends."

OH, he thought, That’s not what I was expecting. Trailing his eyes to yours, he searched for any sign of this being a lie but couldn’t find any. 

Softening his features, he opened his mouth and let out a:

"Really?....I suppose I don't mind." 

He cautiously lifted his palm to you and said, "My names Cedric. I'm coming here to become one of the next Royal Sorcerers. What about you?"

With a firm grip, you shook his hand and settled down into your seat next to his. Watching you take out your schedule he heard you reply, "(y/n) Erwin! I'm studying to become the Royal Alchemist!"

Gripping your chin with an inquisitive look, you added a quick, "You wouldn't happen to be related to Goodyn the Great would you? I thought I recognized you at first, but I couldn't quite place from where…."

"Uhm….Yeah, I am. D-did you live at the castle as well?"

Analyzing you, he tried to remember times in which he would have seen you, but none came to mind. Which wasn’t surprising given he had all of his time stolen from either the prince or his father. 

His thought process was halted though when you looked at him and said, "Yep. My dad's the Royal Astronomer, so we get to live with him at the castle…..I've seen you around you know….I always meant to say hi, but your dad and sister seemed to take up most of your time."

He rubbed his wrists anxiously and let out a, "yeah, they tend to do that…...but I digress. Do wanna compare schedules? I don't have any friends either, and y-you don't seem that bad as well…."

Looking down at the schedule you held loosely in your hand he noticed that it didn't seem so far off from his. You were both new to the school after all, so it made a tad bit of sense but luckily you both wouldn't have to split up very much for the next couple of years.

Schedule: Year One- Semester One

Student: (y/n) Erwin

Study: Alchemy

Study Order

Breakfast

Class One: Potions

Class Two: Intro to Alchemy: The People, The Places, and The Items

Class Three: Intro to Magic: Wands and Guidelines

Class Four: Gnosticism, Occultism, and Esoteric Beliefs

Lunch

Class Five: Magical Creatures and The Human Spirit

Dinner

Surprisingly, it seemed as though you would be seeing a lot of each other. Which didn't seem to bother either of you that much. After confirming your new friendship and planning your day out together, you both set up the rest of your supplies and began your first class of the day.

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After cleaning up your respective area of the shared potions table when class ended, Cedric reminisced on how well the class had actually gone. Despite both of you being new, you and Cedric seemed to work in a sort of synchronized state. Even your teacher pointed out how good you two were together. This had made Cedric feel elated, it was the first praise he had gotten since leaving his father; that alone made him feel on top of the world. Even more so when he took into account that he gained a friend and intellectual equal.

Picking up the last of his mess, he gently put his bag over his shoulder and looked back to you waiting for him at the end of the desk.

You looked up and down and asked slowly, “Would you mind if I sat with you in our other classes as well today? I’m not really…..friends with anyone else here yet and we seem to make a good team. Plus, you seem really sweet.”

“I’d love to!,” he said in an excitable raised voice. His face broke out in a flustered blush at how desperate he sounded and quickly let out a, “I mean, if that’s what you want to do…”

To that, you chuckled and lightly punched his shoulder saying, “Of course I would you dork. Now let's hurry up so we can get the best seats in our next class."

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After that day, the two of you were like two peas in a pod. Whenever you both had a class, were going somewhere, or ate, you were attached to the hip. Even teachers knew that, if they couldn’t find one of you, they wouldn’t find the other either as well. 

For you two, there was never a subject left unstudied, never a prank left undone, and never a conversation left undiscussed.

It started off with you both teaming up in your shared classes, meeting for meals, and talking on the way to class, but soon branched off outside of school. 

With coaching from you, and years of positive reinforcement on your end, Cedric had been coaxed out of his hesitant and neglected shell. All it took was one fond look and a caress of his hair from you and Cedric was turned into mush. The love you showed him through the years made him see that not everyone was out to get him. And not everyone was untrustworthy. 

In summary, you brought hope in humanity back into his life. Something that he surely would have gone off the deep-end without.

To others, it seemed as though you had put him under a spell and transformed him into a new man; Cedric had never felt so confident in his life.

Especially since he never had anyone to support him. Until you, that is……

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Year 7 at Hexley Hall

Flicking your wand in a cursive “J” formation while pointing your wand at the painted black stone, Cedric watched as you whispered, “Avifors.” 

Within seconds, the rock you had been pointing at morphed in size and began to take the shape of a sleek, black raven that immediately began pecking the tip of your index finger. It cocked its head at you and turned to inspect Cedric.

Cedric, gazing back at the bird, looked absolutely stunned at the sight of this seemingly never-heard-of spell and immediately began to shift his eyes to you and then raven. He wasn’t sure where you had learned that, since you were only taking alchemy classes, but he was beyond interested in knowing.

“Merlin’s Beard! Did you make that spell up all on your own?”

“Not exactly,” you chuckled, “My father and I worked for days to come up with the correct spell and paint concoction when I was a child. But it worked out, and now I have a way to create any type of bird to do my bidding!”

Setting his chin in his palm, he began to gaze fondly at the scene in front of him and think about all the things he has yet to learn about you. 

“Would it be alright if you taught me that spell? I know it’s yours and everything….. but it’s too bloody brilliant to be left unpracticed.”

“Sure!.......I'll write it down for you by tomorrow.”

That confirmation made his heart swoon and a grin break out on his face. Yet another thing that would bring him closer to you. He knew that this spell was very special to you, so you being willing to show him it reassured him that you cared about him as much as he cared about you.

He was willing to do anything for you and perfecting your spell was one of the best ways he could think of to honor your spectacular intelligence. 

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When night revealed itself and Cedric was tucked away trying to complete his assignment, he began to reminisce on the time he spent with you that day. He knew how special that spell was to you, and knew that you sharing it with him meant something. Right?

After all, you didn’t share personal things like that with just anyone; even he wasn’t privy to most of your private thoughts and feelings. Up until recently that is; you had begun to reveal more and more about yourself to him and, honestly, it made Cedric finally feel special and worthwhile. Which did NOT help the fact that he had been in love with you for the last five years. 

And thought Cedric knew that he had to confess soon, he needed to know if you felt the same before he ruined whatever it was that you two had going on right now. If you didn’t reciprocate his feelings….that would make everything pretty awkward….Which wouldn’t help his situation out too much.

At least it would give him some closure....

He had been with you at every step of the way through your years at Hexley Hall, and he knew that you would be there for him for days to come. Working at Enchancia’s castle wouldn’t stop the bond that you both had formed over the years; it would only make it grow. Which it what he was hoping would help you develop feelings for him.

With each other until the end, that’s what you both had promised one another. 

‘If only she liked me back,’ he thought to himself, gazing into the spell that he had been too distracted to work on for the last two hours. 

With a huff of a laugh, he closed his textbook and laid down to go to sleep.  

As if…………..

Lucky Love (1/3)

Pairing: Cedric the Sorcerer x Alchemist! Reader

Word Count: Roughly  words

Warnings: Mental health mention 

Notes: Oof, this took longer than I thought it would; sorry about that. I ended up making this into a three part series in order to pan out the story with a tad more detail, so more chapters will be posted soon! Hope you guys like it :) Feedback and requests are always welcomed <3 This ones for my boi @queen-of-british-tea !!!

“The secrets of alchemy exist to transform mortals from a state of suffering and ignorance to a state of enlightenment and bliss.”

― Deepak Chopra

“He wishes he were a skilled poet, it would fit his chosen image perfectly; the poor, tragic, tortured artiste. But he has no talent for words, neither for paints nor music; his uselessness is tremendously total.”

― Curtis Ackie

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Being born the daughter of Master Erwin, there was never a doubt that your destiny would be written in the stars. His blatant adoration for the universe beyond Earth’s doorstep had been clear to you from an early age and, given you were his only child, he desired nothing more than to pass all of his knowledge down to you. 

The only issue that arose with that desire was that your focus wasn’t entirely directed towards space; your ambitions were more...Earth-based. 

Completely unbothered by this fact though, your father set out on a journey to find the most fitting subject he could study with you. Because, in his eyes, your interests were his interests; and having a relationship with his daughter was far more important than any of the mysteries the vast and never-ending universe could hold. 

The search didn’t take as long as he expected though, because your likes and dislikes fit surprisingly well with a subject he was very familiar with in his schoolboy years: Alchemy. 

By interpretation, Alchemy is a “sort of terrestrial astronomy” that deals with all sorts of human and worldly aspects. Which fit both of your interests to a “T,” thankfully.

When that was decided, he began to introduce you to the magical world of alchemy and what it entailed. Each day he would offer new texts on Alchemy, Magic, and the universe as well as provide fresh insights on the universe’s effects on the human body. What filled you with the most intrigue though, was how you could use the items the world offered you in order to heal, change, and create other living organisms. So much so that you ended up working together to create a spell and potion that turns rocks into ravens.

Sadly, your passion for contributing to the world around you was so blinding that you completely forgot about how you would go about implementing that knowledge and passion.

That is, until you had been told you were to be sent off to a real academy by your mother. The one place you did not want to end up going.

That fact had left you slightly heartbroken since you could no longer spend your days endlessly pouring into Alchemical books and having passionate discussions with your father, but excited you with the prospect of a proper education…….One where you would have to attend a school that had none of your friends. One where you would have to spend all of your days and nights toiling over the assignments your teachers assigned to you. One at Hexley Hall.

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After two hours of travelling to the esteemed ‘Academy of Wizardry,’ you had begun to feel stiff and in dire need of a decent stretch. Even if it meant standing outside in the chill September wind. 

At this point though, you were willing to do anything to rid your body of its mental and physical stress. Up until now, the only thing that kept you distracted from the bile your anxiety had been threatening to dispel from your body was reading the book your father gave you: “Distilling Nature’s Secrets: The Sacred Art of Alchemy.” But you had already finished that in the first hour of the ride and were now left with the gnawing feeling of dread that came with being thrown into an unfamiliar environment; one where you wouldn’t have the comforting words of your father to calm you down.

Before you could drive yourself further into a sense of dread, the sight of a tower looming over a hill stole all of your attention.

Pulling yourself to the carriage’s window, you saw the place that you would be spending the rest of your childhood at: Hexley Hall. 

The school that would teach you everything you wanted to know about the ancient art of alchemy. 

Its windows glistened with evening dew and its structure held a contrast you were not familiar with until now. Growing up in Enchancia’s castle, you had only known modern, sleek, and upbeat architecture. Hexley Hall though, defied all of those tropes. It possessed intricate designs, a soulfully picturesque look, and an eerie aesthetic. One that you felt you could get used to. Especially if the inside held a matching look.

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After making a swift landing, you thanked your coachman, acquired your luggage, and began to make your way towards the crowd of fellow newcomers. 

The entire entrance to the school was bustling with excited new students, and their confused glances and demeanors were beginning to ease your anxious mind. Maybe everyone else was as 'in the dark' as you were...Maybe you weren’t alone in your strife.

That discombobulation you all possessed didn’t last long though, and soon enough you were all ushered in by what seemed to be one of the teachers. After being brought into the Great Hall for a brief rundown of how the school worked and who would be teaching you all, schedules were floated to their respective owners and maps of the school were provided to each student. 

Looking down at the map, each child had a glowing mark on where their assigned dorm was located. Ironically enough, yours was in the area dedicated to potioneers, alchemists, and other magicians dedicated to the physical arts. 

Dinner commenced shortly after introductions were made and, after a bout of awkward shuffling, you found a quiet location to eat and began your trek to your new dormitory.

By chanting a wandless spell to the map, an arrow led to your room where you began to unpack. 

Given you didn’t bring many items besides books and clothes, you quickly laid yourself down on the comfortable mattress and ran through the events of the day. Although you still hadn't met any friends yet, you did gain insight into the place you'd be spending the rest of your teenage life at.

Putting aside those thoughts, you curled around your pillow and fell into a blissful sleep. 

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Schedule: Year One- Semester One

Student: (y/n) Erwin

Study: Alchemy

Study Order

Breakfast

Class One: Potions

Class Two: Intro to Alchemy: The People, The Places, and The Items

Class Three: Intro to Magic: Wands and Guidelines

Class Four: Gnosticism, Occultism, and Esoteric Beliefs

Lunch

Class Five: Magical Creatures and The Human Spirit

Dinner

Looks about right, you thought to yourself as you made your way down to the Great Hall for breakfast. Although you would have preferred Alchemy as the starting class of your day, potions was definitely a good choice as well. 

What bothered you more than the order or your classes though, was who would have to interact with during these assigned classes. 

But that’s a problem for later, you thought to yourself as you devoured the first of many breakfasts at the Wizarding School of Enchancia. 

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Being the first person to class, you had the advantage of picking the best seat in the classroom. At least, that was what you hoped to happen until a mop of multi colored hair caught your eye. 

Although you didn’t mind the place he had sat in before you could choose, he was sitting in the spot next to the one you DID prefer. 

that doesn’t matter you thought, maybe he could be my first friend….He couldn’t be that bad could he?

You decided to try your luck and hesitantly tapped the young boy's right shoulder. Whipping his head around he gave you a questioning look that you assumed meant: "??? Can I help you?"

"Do you mind if I sit next to you? I like the feel of this corner and you don't look half as bad as the rest of our class."

His startled, yet hopeful, look gave you the impression he didn't get approached much. Let alone get told that he looked welcoming. 

Despite that though, his face softened and he said, 

"Really?....I suppose I don't mind." 

He cautiously lifted his palm to you and said, "My names Cedric. I'm coming here to become the next Royal Sorcerer. What about you?"

With a firm grip, you shook his hand and settled down into your seat. Taking out your schedule you replied, "(y/n) Erwin! I'm studying to become the Royal Alchemist!"

Gripping your chin with an inquisitive look, you added a quick, "You wouldn't happen to be related to Goodwyn the Great would you? I thought I recognized you at first, but I couldn't quite place from where…."

"Uhm….Yeah, I am. D-did you live at the castle as well?"

You fiddled with your papers until they were straightened properly and looked at him, saying, "Yep. My dad's the Royal Astronomer, so we get to live with him at the castle…..I've seen you around you know….I always meant to say hi, but your dad and sister seemed to take up most of your time."

He rubbed his wrists anxiously and let out a, "yeah, they tend to do that…...but I digress. Do wanna compare schedules? I don't have any friends either, and you don't seem that bad as well…."

Looking down at the schedule he gripped in his hand, you noticed that it didn't seem so far off from yours. You were both new to the school after all, so it made a tad bit of sense. Luckily you wouldn't have to split up very much for the next couple of years.

Schedule: Year One- Semester One

Student: Cedric Goodwyn

Study: Sorcery

Study Order

Breakfast

Class One: Potions

Class Two: Intro to Alchemy: The People, The Places, and The Items

Class Three: Intro to Magic: Wands and Guidelines

Class Four: Intro to Magic: Practice

Lunch

Class Five: Magical Creatures and The Human Spirit

Dinner

Surprisingly, it seemed as though you would be seeing a lot of each other. Which didn't seem to bother either of you that much. After confirming your new friendship and planning your day out together, you both set up your supplies and began your first class of the day.

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After cleaning up your respective area of the shared potions table, you reminisced on how well the class had actually gone. Despite both of you being new, you and Cedric seemed to work in a sort of synchronized state. Even your teacher pointed out how good you two were together. This had made you both proud, but you noticed that it had made Cedric especially happy. 

Given the way that he had acted and responded to your questions, you inferred that his home life…..probably wasn't that great. Especially if the tiniest amount of praise made his day ten times brighter.

Which is why you had made a vow to yourself that you would do everything in your power to make him realize his self worth. After all, not everyone had a supportive father and family like you did. 

Picking up the last of your mess, you threw your bag over your robbed shoulder and asked, “Would you mind if I sat with you in our other classes as well today? I’m not really…..friends with anyone else here yet and we seem to make a good team. Plus, you seem really sweet.”

“I’d love to!,” he said in an excitable raised voice. His face broke out in a flustered blush at how desperate he sounded and quickly let out a, “I mean, if that’s what you want to do…”

To that, you chuckled and lightly punched his shoulder saying, “Of course I would you dork. Now let's hurry up so we can get the best seats in our next class."

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After that day, the two of you were like two peas in a pod. Whenever you both had a class, were going somewhere, or ate, you were attached to the hip. Even teachers knew that, if they couldn’t find one of you, they wouldn’t find the other either as well. 

For you two, there was never a subject left unstudied, never a prank left undone, and never a conversation left undiscussed.

It started off with you both teaming up in your shared classes, meeting for meals, and talking on the way to class, but soon branched off outside of school. 

With coaching from you, and years of positive reinforcement on your end, Cedric had been coaxed out of his hesitant and neglected shell. All it took was one fond look and a caress of his hair from you and Cedric was turned into mush. The love you showed him through the years made him see that not everyone was out to get him. And not everyone was untrustworthy. 

In summary, you brought hope in humanity back into his life. Something that he surely would have gone off the deep-end without.

To others, it seemed as though you had put him under a spell and transformed him into a new man; Cedric had never felt so confident in his life.

 Especially since he never had anyone to support him. Until you, that is……

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(Year 7 at Hexley Hall)

Flicking your wand in a cursive “J” formation, you pointed your wand at the painted black stone and whispered, “Avifors.” 

Within seconds, the rock morphed in size and began to take the shape of a sleek, black raven. 

Pecking the tip of your index finger, it cocked its head at you and turned to inspect Cedric.

Cedric, gazing back at the bird, looked absolutely stunned at the sight of this seemingly never-heard-of spell and immediately began to shift his eyes to you and then raven. He wasn’t sure where you had learned that, since you were only taking alchemy classes, but he was beyond interested in knowing.

“Merlin’s Beard! Did you make that spell up all on your own?”

“Not exactly,” you chuckled, “My father and I worked for days to come up with the correct spell and paint concoction when I was a child. But it worked out, and now I have a way to create any type of bird to do my bidding!”

Setting his chin in his palm, he began to gaze fondly at the scene in front of him and think about all the things he has yet to learn about you. 

“Would it be alright if you taught me that spell? I know it’s yours and everything….. but it’s too bloody brilliant to be left unpracticed.”

“Sure!.......I'll write it down for you by tomorrow.”

You blushed and stared down at your feet. Showing him you and your father’s spell had made you nervous at first, thinking he would find it childish compared to his studies. But his unwavering attention in it showed you that maybe it wasn’t that bad after all…..

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After that day, you knew that you were in love with Cedric. He had been with you at every step of the way through your years at Hexley Hall, and you knew that he would be there for you for days to come. Working at Enchancia’s castle wouldn’t stop the bond that you both had formed over the years. Especially since you two would be working close together. 

With each other until the end, that’s what you both had promised one another. 

‘If only it was in a romantic sense,’ you thought to yourself, gazing up at the great expanse in the night sky. 

With a huff of a laugh, you kicked the rocks in front of you. 

As if…………..

Time After Time

Pairing: Greylock the Grand x Childhood friend! Reader

Word Count: Roughly 1,586 words

Warnings: Mental health mention and lots of yearning

Notes: I do not own the gif or the characters; they belong to their rightful owners! The story is all mine though ☺💖💝 Feedback is always appreciated and requests for stories on certain characters are always welcome!

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To say that you and Greylock made an entrance at the ceremony was an understatement. You were dressed in the most radiant blue gown you could afford with your castle paycheck while Greylock had worn a finely-fit black tux under his usual cloak. Like two peas in a pod, you gracefully made your way to an empty seat in the semi-crowded ballroom.

Additionally, unlike the ‘holier-than-thou’ strut that he usually carried himself with, Greylock switched it in favor of clutching onto you and walking as if he was on cloud nine. Which he felt he was currently on.

This, of course, immediately got the attention of his would-be rival Cedric, who let out an exasperated sigh at the sight of you two together. It wasn’t as if he didn’t trust you or your judgement, but he most definitely did not trust the man latched to your side. Especially since the woman Greylock chose to get involved with was his sister.

He never fully understood why you both gravitated towards each other, but, if he made you happy, then who was he to stop your seemingly harmless relationship.

What baffled Cedric at that moment though, was how he had gotten you to agree to join him at this year's ball. You two hadn’t kept in touch that much over the last couple of years given his transfer to Magnus’ kingdom, so the fact you both were still on decent standing confused him. But he wouldn’t deny that he was relieved you were finally getting what you had been wanting for the last couple of years. Especially since he had to hear an earful of it every day you two were apart. 

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Wandering around the seemingly endless corridors of the Enchancia castle, Greylock was dying to find an excuse to leave or let loose at the ball him and most of his colleagues were cordially invited to. Not that he didn’t appreciate the food and view though. Enchanica had a certain type of charm that left people wanting more, and Greylock definitely desired more. More company that is.

And when he caught a glance of a stunning woman, he finally thought he had a chance of getting what he so desperately wanted.

When Greylock caught his first glance at you though, he couldn't catch the breath that escaped his lungs quick enough.

You were the most gorgeous creature he had ever laid his eyes on and, in a sense of silent fleeting hope, he dreamed that you could be the one to ease his distress at the function he was forced to attend by his dear king Magnus. Staring at you for at least five minutes straight, Greylock was shaken out of his thoughts when he realized he should probably get a move on if he wanted to avoid someone else snatching your attention. Especially since the woman was someone that he knew quite well.

Gripping the top of his pointed, purple hat, he slowly lowered it to be gripped by his left palm.

Circling the brim with both hands, be walked at an excruciatingly slow pace towards you and went to grip your hand.

".....(y/n)?..Is it really you?"

To that, you only shook your head and let out a soft and quiet laugh as you turned to fully face you.

"I’m surprised it took you so long to figure it out, Lock. You’re usually so quick to pick up details, and I was getting tired of you staring at me from so far away,” you said teasingly.

Greylock’s face was brought back to his usual face spanning smile, but the usual arrogant gleam in his eyes was replaced with a loving tint. 

“It’s so good to see you (y/n). I’ve missed you so much; I’ve tried to keep in touch- I swear! King Magnus’ rule just kept me too tied up. But nothing pleases me more than seeing your radiant face once more.”

His eyes dropped into one of pure fondness as he leaned down to finish kissing the top of your hand. Looking up, he noticed the bashful look on your face as you ducked your head and gripped his hand tighter for a few seconds longer. When the seconds finished, you reluctantly pulled your palms towards your abdomen.

"A touching compliment from one so handsome, my dear ol’ friend. Would you care to accompany me to the dining hall? I hear they're serving the finest dish tonight and I’d be delighted to share mine with you.”

When you both started making your way to the ballroom Greylock was met with the sudden realization of why he missed you so much. You had always offered him solace and a way to let loose without fear of ridicule or jealousy. It shocked him that you could be the twin sister of this sworn rival. Although you both were very much alike, you were both so starkly different. Particularly when it came to opinions on him. Regardless of that though, he appreciated everything you helped him through and yearned to start a future with you. One where you were more than friends. One where you were both lovers. That’s why following you like a lovesick puppy came so naturally to him. Even if he did it in front of a crowd of royalty and royal subjects,

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Over the span of the night, you and Greylock had catched up on the time he had missed out on (as well as the time you missed out on), ate a lovely dinner together, squabbled chatted with your brother, and joked around with a few of your old friends. When both of you guys’ favorite song began to reverberate through the echoing ballroom, both of you couldn’t deny the desire to get caught up in each other's arms.

“May I have this dance my dear?,” he asked, offering you his right arm.

Repressing a face-splitting grin, you quipped back a, “Do you even have to ask?”

Time after time

I tell myself that I'm

So lucky to be loving you

Pulling each other together while you rested your head on his upper chest, Greylock started to sway you both left to right in a rhythmic motion. And although you both shared each other's feelings, neither of you wanted to voice them. The fear of ruining the moment weighted too heavy over both of your heads.

So lucky to be

The one you run to see

In the evening, when the day is through

In a similar turn of events, you began to think back on all of the childhood memories you had shared together and how, when the stress of living up to your father began to harm your mental health, Greylock was always there to reassure and offer you comfort. This led to a string of thoughts related to the traits you favored in him. You adored the softness of his hair, the drawl of his voice, the airiness of his laugh, the way he made you laugh and entertained people, and the playfulness of his attitude. What you loved the most though, was the way he made you feel loved.

I only know what I know

The passing years will show

You've kept my love so young, so new

While finishing your stream of thoughts, Greylock pushed you back just enough to see your eyes and hesitantly opened his mouth. Shifting his eyes, he started to sweat; as though he was regretting initiating this particular conversation.

"Darling... what...would you say your plans are for the future?"

This question frightened you a tad, but the romantic atmosphere in the air had gifted you enough confidence to share a small aspect of your real feelings.

"Well.. I suppose advance in my career and...perhaps be in your life more. You've been gone so long, and I've just realized how terribly I miss you."

With a fastened heartbeat and hopefully teasing tone, Greylock quipped back saying:

"Trying to charm me are you? Well, I'd say that you've succeeded my dear."

He arched his left eyebrow and offered you a playful smirk, adding quickly:

"I knew it was just a matter of time before you fell into my dashing arms."

You swatted his arm playfully and then dragged you hand down it until it reached his elbow. Gazing tenderly up at him, you gave a shy smile and clutched his arm in an affectionate manner.

"Would that be so bad? Falling into your arms? Or perhaps,...falling in love with you?"

Those sixteen words were all Greylock needed to hear to have his heart slamming erratically in his chest and his pointed ears burn a shocking shade of red. 

He had yearned for you to admit those feelings for the longest time and could feel his childhood sense of glee rise in his throat as he knew that his feelings were being reciprocated. 

Stopping you both from dancing, he gripped both of yours arms in his palms and leaned his forehead slowly down onto yours.

"Love, I wouldn't have it any other way. After all, if this is what makes life so divine, then the key to heaven is mine. If you would accept, I'd love to have the chance to...perhaps...court you?"

And with one swift swoop upwards, you pressed your lips together and melded them in fluid motion.

"My love, I wouldn't have it any other way either."

And time after time

You'll hear me say that I'm

So lucky to be loving you

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