I Was Afraid That Ending A Romantic Relationship Might Take Its Tool On My Ability To Write Romance.

i don't want to run

from the things you loved,

and that means that song

you always managed to listen

at least once,

those tunes as soft

as you, sweet and sad,

and me.

i had the luck

of being someone

you loved.

i don't want to run from myself

and the things i loved,

such as you

and everything that was yours.

i built myself right by your side.

we were one

at some point

and there is not much distance left

between what you loved

and what i loved.

(original here)

hedric aesthetic

Meeting at the Quidditch World Cup

Part 2

Cho offered to paint their faces with the colors of Ireland just as she had done to hers. Harry didn't hesitate to nod and stood still as she brushed his face and held his chin for stability.

"All yours," Harry instructed as he rose from the seat, freeing it.

Cedric wasn't convinced, but he sat down.

The paint didn't seem like one of those that irritated his skin.

"You're adorable," Cho told Cedric with a big smile when she finished. A little shy all of a sudden, she added, "Both of you are.”

"Would you have painted me even if I supported Bulgaria?"

Cho laughed at Harry's indiscreet question.

"Yes, but it wouldn't have been my best work."

Harry's gaze fell on Cedric's face, studying it carefully as he recognized, “It does look really nice.”

The rosy hue, however, was not part of the Irish flag.

***

Along with Cho, they made it back to the Weasleys' tent just in time for all of them to head out into the woods towards the stadium. Ginny and Luna had the team colors painted on their cheeks. Harry entered just for a moment to grab the items he had bought for tonight.

He came out wearing all that, as if he were a walking flag.

Cedric covered his smile. He looked so adorable —and funny.

“Want one?” Harry handed him a green shamrock rosette. "I think I'm a little loaded."

"Sure," he said, stifling a laugh.

He took the brooch and clipped it to his coat.

In the same place where Harry had his, identical.

I like The Vampire Diaries and Twilight so ofc I wanted to read the Crave series.

And I did.

Love it.

Except for the same thing I didn’t like in Twilight books. It’s not like most people read it for the plot. More like plot-what-plot. It’s romance. The characters matter so much. And I hate when the plot takes over everything, like it was a good idea for sure but why everything has to revolve around it and there it no space for anything else?

I wanted to read more about Edward and Bella and their child, along with every other character.

And on Court… Everything is so fast and we’re there wondering about the missing holes.

Can somebody forget the plot and give amazing, cute, romantic scenes with happiness and not always suffering? They deserve to live good times too. Lots of books or movies have like a few pages/minutes of a happy ending.

This was the utmost fun!

I got to know a lot of tropes I haven’t hear before.

Thanks! @cielo-paradiso

I'm so tired of people being ashamed/embarrassed over the fanfiction tropes they like because of fear that others will disagree. So, I'm here and sharing all the tropes I like! Normalize sharing and talking about tropes that you like, its such a unifying thing across fandoms, and we should all celebrate our different preferences.

Make yours here!

Tagging a few mutuals! Feel free to participate or just ignore this if you aren't keen on sharing. @impishtubist @howtomakelovestay @immxrtalbi Have fun :)

Cedric hugs Harry in Hogsmeade

AO3: “The boy in my dreams” (Chapter 12)

Cedric's fit on his shoulder was delicate and firm. Harry was aware that this must be awkward, but he felt more at ease than he thought he should be. The tears had stopped the instant he leaned against him and stayed that way for what seemed like a long time. He wasn't sure how weird it was for Cedric. No emotion could be sensed on his behalf, other than his soft breathing. Harry figured Cedric wouldn't show signs of anything besides courtesy and kindness.

When Harry reluctantly pulled away to face him in embarrassment, Cedric did everything in his power to make the moment pass as if it hadn't been a big deal. The relief he experienced at this was indescribable. That ability Cedric had to make him feel comfortable must be the reason why he was so popular.

Why someone, anyone would want to spend time with him.

Harry was in no rush to leave that space in the middle of the forest.

As if they had the whole afternoon ahead of them, Cedric settled with his legs spread out under the dim sun that filtered through the branches of the trees. "It's nice to see you somewhere other than on a gurney, hurt."

The thought that he wasn't the only one enjoying being there made Harry relax against the ground. Every one of the sensations he had experienced during the minutes he had been in Cedric's arms, with his head on his shoulder, remained etched on his body. It was as if the touch hadn't ended, because he could still feel that pressure and warmth all over.

As if he was under a spell.

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I love this chapter so much it was hard to just pick one scene

Twilight meadow-and-forest vibes are there or is it that it never really left my head?

and in my head

there is only you

and i don't get why.

i don't know if i want to

run away or

sink deeper in it.

if i want to

get out

or in.

if i am afraid

of winning

or losing.

Friend I'd just like to inform you that your always yours fics are so powerful that I, someone with a pretty short memory, am brainrotting about these literally like half a year after reading them.

Literally I wish you could see my face just now when I thought about this fic and found that it had been recently updated. I am over the goddamn moon.

Anyways I literally don't have the words to describe how much I love your always yours series.

It makes my heart melt knowing this, I can't tell you how much I appreciate it and how much it helps keeping up the hard work. I try to post as regularly as I can.

I hope you enjoy the updates! There is so much more to happen... (me trying to be misterious)

PD: I have a pretty short memory too lol but I remember you 💛 and sometimes I really can't believe I am the one writing this fic that some people love, like damn it's all worth it.

Dude I'm reading 'the boy I love' and finally got past the bit I got to in summer (it's nothing against your fic that I stopped, shit got busy lol). Let me tell you I WAS NOT READY for Malcolm's little speech to Cedric in ch52. He's my favourite character and this scene just captures the exact reason why.

Also, tbh what he's saying is what I feel about my best friends. I love your representation of the fact that you can love someone so damn much and have it not be romantic. Getting into a relationship isn't a 'level up' from best friends, it's a completely different thing and you can love your best friend just as much as your partner.

Knowing that people come back to my work o reread it makes me feel so honored.

Malcolm is my favourite, I have said it before and I will never get tired of saying it. He is highly inspired by my best friend, and their friendship is so like the one I have with her. She was actually the one who taught me the meaning of true, deep and real friendship and I am so happy you have that too. It's not always easy to find.

I just love that both Harry and Cedric know how important their best friends are to each other and don't feel threatened. And how Harry and Cedric's friendship had always been a little different.