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lowkey forgot abt the submissions for its in your blood... SORRY TO THE PEOPLE THAT SUBMITTED SMTHHHHH ill find smth to tie them into dw its still spooky month

i loved reading them dw ur allllll so talented trust ilysm and ill post them dw 🥰🥰

@held-in-my-heart yours is never leaving the inbox....

also 👀👀 didnt hear it from me but in honor of vengeance sagas recent release and the fact that november is greek myth month...

be on the lookout for my first series 🤯🤯🤯

calypso + odysseus retelling... heh.

and ofc the chase atlantic event need a few more submissions for that

HI JUNIOK HRU!!!! HAKSBSKSHSKS ITS BEEN TOO LONG 😓😓😓 I FEAR DO U STILL GO BY JUNO OR IS IT GAVIN...

i fear im a little slow...

don't get lost in heaven, sweet girl...

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in honor of chase atlantic's new album drop, this is a small event that i really did think about scrapping until @idyllcy did hers a while ago, so i decided to fml and do this

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send in a request for any of the songs listed below (or any of ur favs *eye emoji*) and a character listed below, and i'll write a little something for it! if you have another character in mind, don't be shy to reach out and i'll try my best to work it out!

AWWW hi cora im doing amazing had a lovely day, how did ur go??

just saw fine shyt skbfmdnkds he's so fucking hot without even trying omllll...

he says the way i speak tamil is broken... yeah thats bc its not tamil its kannada @held-in-my-heart TAMILANNADA FAM!!

but he's so cute i forgave him!! <3333 howd u celebrate halloween???

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silent treatment (but it backfires) with di leyawn because i killed myself tonight! noooo one noticed i was acting off irl and it was funny bc... erm... asking me for smth n then leaving me is wild...

anyways just domestic fluff with ur old man husband <3

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you wait for him to notice your presence. he sees you slouched on the couch, smiles, and shakes out the newspaper like there's dust in it before continuing to browse the sections.

you want him to ask what's wrong. for him to realize you're mad. but he just leans back in the chair with his glasses perched low on his nose, intently focused on whatever he's reading.

surely it can't be that important, right? you make a big show out of breathing, letting out random, large huffs and dramatic sighs, all in an attempt to get him to even look at you.

the least you get is an eyebrow raise, and even that's directed to a picture of a cat stuck on a tree on the first page. you glare at the kitten, wondering how an animal can have higher priority.

"'s quiet today," leon mumbles, lying the papers on his leg so he can reach over and grab his mug of steaming coffee. his eyes never once skim over the edge to rest on you, just pools of deep blue reflecting back in the bitter beverage swirling down his throat.

"... hm." you hope the monosyllable response will irk him.

yet he only replies, "pretty nice."

you raise an eyebrow, calculating his next move, but your husband is unpredictable in more ways than one. he sets his mug down on the armrest, a precarious situation where one shift of his balance would end in disaster.

but he knows better than that; of course he does. he also knows pissing off his wife isn't the smartest move in the playbook, but he's always open to throwing caution to the wind and vandalizing the pages.

"i wish it was this silent every day," he muses, quirking an eyebrow to no one in particular. you frown, not quite directly at him, but angled somewhere between where his foot is planted on the wood and the carpet that mocks your pettiness.

"maybe i should just take a nap," leon suggests, mouth stretching open in a dramatic yawn, a prolonged sound that's meant to fool you into thinking he's tired escaping the gaping chasm of his amusement.

"is this your way of telling me i'm annoying?" you seethe, unable to play the higher person anymore, crossing your arms and settling further back into the couch.

"knew i'd break you," he says with a soft, unrestrained chuckle.

"can't you ever just play along with it?" you huff.

"when you come up with something worth playing along for," he says with a grin, "i'll think about it."

then he shakes out the newspaper again and starts reading. and as you gaze back down at that poor kitten stuck in the tree, you realize that you might not be so unlucky.

after all, you should be happy he's not giving you the silent treatment.

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