#celestial writes

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My new iPad should be here soon so I’ll be able to draw again! Alsooo, getting back into writing fanfiicsss!

Recently been into Minecraft arg’s (more specifically A ReGect ARG) and wrote a fic GO READ ITTT!!

A/N: this is bad and mostly unedited but I hope u like it I love you

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•You and Kev never really fought

•you guys had little fights about dumb stuff like movies or math problems but nothing ever serious

•sometimes when you fight its really only one of you that gets mad

•when that happens one of you will usually cave the next day and apologize

•or if youre the one mad, you'll usually cave bc it's hard to stay mad at Kev when he's using bad pick up lines to hit on you

•when you argue tho, and you're both mad, watch out

•you guys can get petty pretty easily and will probably get so into it that you'll easily fall into starting to ignore/avoid eachother

•you won't ask Kevin if he needs a ride

•Kevin won't wait up for you after class ends before he starts walking to the next one

•everytime this happens, you're convinced that this is gonna be the time where neither of you are gonna cave and you're gonna wait until the other person does

•this is until someone finally snaps you dummies out of it

•there was only one time when you guys got in a fight, that you actually basically broke up, not having talked to the other in about two weeks until someone straightened yall out

•your friends and Kevin's friends respectively would end up making you both realize that the amount of love that you held for eachother was ultimately higher than the anount of anger you might have had

•you guys would always make up in the end

•kisses ensue

•in all seriousness, its pretty rare that yall will really fight fight, but each time you do, you come out of it with a stronger relationship

So.

My mental health has been really trash lately. It got worse than it was due to some changes in my personal life and I've been struggling a lot with motivation. Not even just with writing, with everything. I really have to struggle to even get my school work done.

I want to keep writing for you guys and I'm so grateful for all of my followers and I'm so sorry that I haven't been around lately.

I want to enjoy writing though, and I have some pretty old requests in my inbox that I keep saying I'm going to get motivated enough to do, or that an idea will come to me eventually. But right now this I don't think thats gonna happen.

So this is how it's gonna go.

I'm going to have to clear up my inbox. I'm going to get rid of some old requests (a lot of them are old I feel so bad). If someone out there requested something from me a while ago and noticed I never got to it, its probably going to be deleted. You can feel free to send it again if you really still want it, but I can't guarantee that I'll have enough motivation to get to it atm. I just didn't want to delete stuff and then have someone wondering what happened to their request.

I also have decided that I won't be writing for newsies anymore unless it's specifically a Davey x reader. It's not that I don't like it anymore(I literally listen to it all the time) but I just discovered that it's really hard for me to write most of the characters.

Also I'm really hyped up bc of endgame so if yall have anything for Peter, I might be able to get to it this week.

A/N:I wasn’t sure if you wanted a fic or headcannons, so I just went with headcannons

A/N I realize I could have just written one long fic but here we are. I think this might be the last one, unless someone out there wants another part. Idk, let me know.

Part 1 Part 2

You sat with Zoe on her bed talking about school, complaining about dumb teachers and long assignments when Mrs.Murphy’s voice called from downstairs letting you know that breakfast was ready.

Zoe, having already eaten her stolen poptart, decided that she needed more food and practically ran downstairs. You laughed as you heard her loud steps echo throughout the long hallway and down the stairs.

You began to get up when you heard a door open and shut down the hall. Looking up, you saw Connor turn to look at you. He began walking towards you and you proceeded to walk out of Zoe’s room to meet him in the now silent hallway.

“Can we-uh-can we talk for a sec?” He looked at you with his pretty blue eyes and you took a second to note the bit of brown that swirled in his right eye.

“Uh yeah, sure Con, what’s up?” You spoke, making eye contact with him to show that you did want to talk.

“Uh last night- I uh- ugh god dammit” he broke eye contact with you and ran a hand through his hair, long fingers intertwining with dark brown strands. “Sorry” He started playing with the ring on his left hand.

“Hey it’s okay” you placed a hand on his arm. He jumped at first and you almost took your hand back if it wasn’t for the fact that he tentatively put his own hand over it. “What is it,Con?”

“Last Night. Did that mean anything to you?” He hesitantly looked at you “I mean its okay if it didn’t! I just- I think I like you but like obviously you wouldn’t like me, I’m just Zoe’s older brother, that one kid who ‘threw that printer’ in second grade, I’m just a freak- god,yeah I’m a freak” he shook his head frantically “sorry for bothering you” He abruptly pulled away from you and started to turn around when you grabbed his wrist, making him face you once more. You let go of his wrist and put both of your hands on his cheeks and got really close to his face. “I think I like you too, Connor” his gorgeous eyes widened and he kind of just stared at you for a second before anxiously placing his hands on your waist, leaning in to kiss you.

It was a soft kiss. Connor’s lips pressed against yours. And while it didn’t feel like a perfect fit like everyone always said, it was perfect to you. He pulled back a bit and looked at you but you just wrapped your arms around his neck and pulled him in for another kiss. He yelped, not expecting you to move so abruptly. He melted at the feeling of your lips pressed against his and took everything in. The smell of waffles downstairs. The sharp breeze coming in from a nearby window. The light strands of your hair that he felt against his own cheeks.

Connor tighted his hold on you and shuffled his feet trying to lean over into a more comfortable position, accidentally stepping on you in the process.You pulled away. “Oh.my.god. I am so sorry, I cannot believe I just stepped on you right now.”

You giggled and gripped his arm. You tried to catch your breath as he ran a hand down his face, before you started full on laughing.

Connor just stared at you.

He just watched you laugh. And smile. And he wondered how he was just kissing someone as beautiful as you just a minute ago.

“Hey! Don’t laugh oh my god, y/n stoooooooop” he groaned as he pulled at your arm. You kept laughing and Connor broke out a huge grin as he watched your form rack in laughter.

As you swallowed your last laugh, you heard Cynthia call again from downstairs.

You and Connor settled yourselves down and joined the two already in the kitchen.