tec questions

danielaa79 said:

Hi: will Alec appear in all three books of the malec project or just in tlbotw? Love your books - thank you for creating a neuroatypical character. As a mother of a child, that is often excluded because he’s special, I’m often depressed. You give me hope and relief.

Alec is in all the books (otherwise it wouldn’t really be a Malec series it’d just be a Magnus series :) and other characters we know weave in and out of the story.

I am glad you like Ty! :)

catarinalosss said:

Heya! Just wondering if The Lost Book of the white will be all Magnus’ POV, or if it’s both Magnus and Alec’s POV? Thanks!

It’s both Magnus and Alec’s point of view.

malec-go-to-hogwarts said: Hi. I was fascinated by Asmodeus in CoHF and I was wondering whether we hear any more about him in future books??

Since TEC is so much about Magnus (and Alec) I think it’s very likely Magnus may think about his father and his past. (And remember, while the first book takes place before Alec knows Asmodeus is Magnus’ father, the later books don’t!)

chaoitic said:

Hi cassie I am wondering about TEC trilogy, will all of them be set before TDA? Or just the first book? Also is it gonna get released before TWP ? Love from Baghdad xo

Both the first and second books are set before TDA, though there are time jumps between the books. I think it’s likely they’ll all be out before TWP but you never know!

hopeydopey-14 said: I absolutely love all your work and Alec may be my favourite fictional character of all time. My question is, will TEC be a collection of novellas or actual novels? And if they’re novels, how will you manage the time they take place and how will you weave them around TMI and TDA?

They are novels, and believe me it’s complicated weaving them around TMI and TDA, but that’s the plan!

Good Girl

Pairing: Isaac x Reader

Warning: Well… where do I begin? This is a smut, vaginal sex, fingering, oral (fem!receiving), anal play, Daddy kink, no plot/storyline, this is just pure sex. 18+, NSFW thank you

A/N: This does not have a plot, it is smut from start to finish, enjoy.


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His lips trailed down the exposed skin of your neck, your body pressed up against the dark wall and your head falling back onto his shoulder. His hands rested on your waist, slipping up your shirt and his fingers drawing circles on your skin. “I’m very happy you chose me,” his voice was husky, and soft against your ear.

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anonymous asked:

Levi loved Erwin so much that he let him go. That is the purest kind of love, yet I'm still so sad :.(

Oh dear Anon, I feel you, I really do.  It’s hard to imagine a purer, more genuine expression of love than to release a loved one from suffering, and I have no doubt that Levi was motivated purely by love.  He chose to  release Erwin, to let him rest, while at the same time condemning himself and humanity to suffer. It’s both the most selfish and selfless of choices.  And the fact that he absolved Erwin of his sins, lifted the burden of choice from his shoulders before letting him go just breaks my heart.

“I was ultimately the one who chose. No…I let my personal feelings decide this would be Erwin’s final resting ground.”

Too Right To Be Wrong [Chapter 7]

mood board by the talented @memoiresofaneternaldreamer

Chapter 7 of Too Right To Be Wrong

Prologue  Prologue 2  Prologue 3  Prologue 4  Ch1  Ch2  Ch3  Ch4  Ch5  Ch6

Series Genre: Smut/Angst/Fluff

You let out a loud gasp as he tugged your panties off swiftly.

“Fuck!” you said under your breath. Never ever had anything made you so aroused in your life.

Mark teased you as his mouth ghosted over your aching core, his hot breath making you want to come undone right there.

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100 Positive Things to Say to Myself ☀️

What we think in our minds will eventually become what we believe.  This is why it is so important that we start saying positive things about ourselves many times each and everyday. Choose two or three of the statements below and repeat them to yourself throughout the day.

  1. I love myself.
  2. The world has a need for me.
  3. I am unique.
  4. I can and I will do things to promote healing in my life.
  5. I can handle this one step at a time.
  6. The sun is shining; I am ready to take on another day.
  7. My problem has a solution; I will work on a plan.
  8. I am a survivor.
  9. I refuse to give up because I haven’t tried all possible ways.
  10. I will inhale confidence and exhale doubt.
  11. I may be one in 7 billion but I am also one in 7 billion!
  12. I am smart.
  13. I believe I can change the world (or at least my corner of it).
  14. I am important.
  15. Today, I will celebrate me.
  16. I matter.
  17. I can find peace through prayer and meditation.
  18. I am strong.
  19. My confidence is beautiful.
  20. I am imperfect but I’m perfectly me.
  21. My smile can make someone feel better.
  22. I choose to focus on what I can control.
  23. Everything will work out in the end. If it hasn’t worked out yet, it’s not the end.
  24. I am happy with who I am.
  25. Every day, in every way, I am becoming better and better.
  26. I am a good person.
  27. I keep going because I believe in myself.
  28. I choose to see the good in the people I interact with today.
  29. It is always too early to give up on my goals.
  30. I can reach out for help if I need it.
  31. I am special; I will not change myself for anyone.
  32. I choose hope.
  33. The answer is right before me, even if I do not see it right now.
  34. I am thankful for…
  35. I choose to take good care of myself.
  36. I accept myself.
  37. I can make a difference.
  38. My past does not define my future, I do.
  39. My life is filled with possibility.
  40. I refuse to be pushed by my problems; I will be led by my dreams.
  41. I am awake and ready to be awesome.
  42. I will focus on my talents; I have things to share with the world.
  43. I choose to have the strength to move on to healthier relationships.
  44. I deserve good things in life.
  45. I release myself from my anger.
  46. I love who I am.
  47. I will allow peace to fill my soul.
  48. Today is a new day; I will see what adventure it holds.
  49. I choose to be proud of myself.
  50. I will do my absolute best in all things.
  51. I will speak kindly to others and to myself.
  52. I choose to be brave and tell others if I need their support.
  53. I have the power to control my reactions to the challenges I will face.
  54. I am becoming healthier each and every day.
  55. I choose to see each obstacle as an opportunity to grow.
  56. I will step out of my comfort zone and try something new today.
  57. I am a success; I can make this a great day.
  58. Note to self: You are amazing.
  59. I can control my breathing.
  60. I will stay calm, it will get better.
  61. I allow myself to forgive; it will allow me to move beyond the pain, to a place of peace.
  62. I choose to make today amazing.
  63. I choose to let the past go and move on to the future.
  64. Today, I will be courageous.
  65. I release all fear from my mind.
  66. I can reach my goals, I am unstoppable.
  67. I am ready to write a new chapter for my life.
  68. I will take the time to notice and be thankful for the little things.
  69. I can write down my thoughts and take control of my emotions.
  70. My hard work is already paying off.
  71. I am thankful for life.
  72. I choose to be happy.
  73. I accept the good that is flowing into my life.
  74. I will not allow anxious thoughts to steal my joy.
  75. Today, I forgive myself.
  76. My body knows how to get better; I will listen to it and rest when needed.
  77. I am stronger than my worries.
  78. I’m not the only one who struggles; I choose to be kind to everyone that I meet.
  79. Yesterday was a bad day, not a bad life. Today will be better.
  80. I am braver than I feel.
  81. While I wait for the storm to pass, I will choose to dance in the rain.
  82. I am loved.
  83. I will remember; often difficult roads lead to beautiful destinations.
  84. There is more to life than this moment; I choose to keep moving forward.
  85. I am capable of bringing my dreams to life.
  86. I am okay. I am breathing. I am alive.
  87. I am capable of achieving great things.
  88. I light the world with my smile.
  89. My spirit is beautiful.
  90. I make a difference in the world.
  91. I allow myself to take a break and do something I enjoy.
  92. I can make a difference.
  93. I’m not sure what will happen tomorrow, but I’ll take care of myself so I am strong enough to face it.
  94. I choose to approach my problems with a calm heart and mind.
  95. I trust myself.
  96. I will do my best with whatever comes my way.
  97. I have a purpose that I am fulfilling.
  98. I will listen to that whisper of hope that says, ‘you can do it, try again’.
  99. I can change my life.
  100. I will learn from yesterday, live for today and hope for tomorrow.

a/n: This could be for any guy tbh. I did cry while writing this. Also this has an important message. Please please pleaseeee DONT DRINK AND DRIVE!!!! You can hurt yourself and others. I’ve seen it happen multiple times.

What’s the most depressing word in the English language?


Why? Because it emphasizes that we were almost there, but not quite. That’s what happened with my relationship with Y/N.

We’ve been going out for almost 6 years. I remember the the day we met like it yesterday.

She was sitting on the beach, tanning, when a football hit her right on her head. She always had a tough skin, so she was fine. But she started giving us this attitude. Blabbering on about respect and being total dumbasses. But I don’t even know what she said. One of the guys told me. I was too busy admiring her. She looked absolutely perfect. Like a goddess, only angry. I was able to get her number, and a week later we went on our first date. 6 years later, I proposed that day. 6 months later, today actually, we were almost married. There’s that word again.

It was 2 days before the wedding. She wasn’t nervous for the actual reception, but all the other stuff. Like invitations, food, dj, all the unimportant stuff. I remember she was sitting at the kitchen table, at 2am, with her glasses and her famous messy bun, staring at the computer and papers surrounding her.

I came downstairs and was surprised to find her, considering she said she was going to bed at midnight.

“Babe, what are you doing up?"I asked.

She didn’t hear me, still staring at the computer screen.

"Babe"I said again, a little louder.

She looked up at me and rubbed her eyes, pushing her glasses on top of her head.

"Why aren’t you asleep?"I asked, massaging her shoulders.

She pushed off her, making her way towards the fridge and opening the orange juice.

"I have so much to think about still. People are still saying they don’t have the invitations, and I’m sure someone isn’t going to like what’s there for food, and-”

“Woah woah woah woah. Why are you worrying so much?"I asked her.

She looked at me like I had 13 heads.
"Um, are you insane?"she asked me, sitting down on the counter. I came between her leg, my hands resting on her thighs.

"Babe, everyone is there to see a wedding. It doesn’t have to be a perfect wedding. All that matters is that I’m marrying a perfect girl, and gonna have a perfect life"I said, my hands running up and down her sides.

"You’re annoying you know that"she said, leaning in.

"I know"I smirked, kissing her lips.

"I love you"she said, releasing from the kiss.

"I love you more"I said. She laughed and kissed me again.

The next day, she was going to get her nails done and her dress picked up.
She called me before she went.

"Babe I’ll be back in like 2 hours"She said.

"That’s so long. We need to be together for as long as possible before we’re married"I whined.

"Nate, you’re such a dork. I love you”

“I love you more"I said.

I wish I said it again. And again. I wish I said I’ll come with you. I wish I would’ve made her wish 5 more minutes. Because she wouldn’t have left.

The next call I got was from the police. They called me to tell me they found a woman, with the name of Y/N Y/L/N, found in a car crash. That was the last think I heard before I dropped the phone. I rushed out, crying, to the hospital. I saw them drag her in. They rushed her to the ICU. They didn’t let me in. I tried so hard.

"But we’re family!"I yelled. "We’re almost married!” They still didn’t let me in.

I sat in the waiting room, as one of the nurses accompanied me. She told me it was a drunk driver. People started rushing in. My parents, her parents, her family, my family. Her friends, my friends, our friends. Everyone was waiting.

But no one talked to me. I isolated myself. I told myself this couldn’t be happening. She would wake up, and tomorrow we would get married. We would live happily ever after, like it’s a movie. Except all movies don’t have a happy ending.

After 3 hours, they allowed some people to visit her. They let me go in first. I walked in and she had tubes in almost every part of her body. She was scratched up and bruised. I saw all the cuts over her body. But she still looked like a goddess to me. I sat next to her, holding her hand. Her hand was ice cold. I tried to warm it up with my hands.

I sat there, waiting for good news. If I wanted, I could’ve waited for eternity. But after another 2 hours, they said there was no more brain activity. They declared her dead.

I sat there. I sat there and cried my heart out. What else was there to do? I was supposed to go to bed, happy as the next day, I would be marrying the love of my life. Instead, I watched the love of my life, lifeless.

As I sit here, looking at the wedding plans sprawled out across the kitchen table with her laptop open. I look at the screen, a picture of us, smiling as she showed off her engagement ring. I still had the ring I was supposed to give her today in our room. It was supposed to slip on her finger like a glove. We would be kissing, saying our vows.

I knew I would have to explain it to someone. We were almost too perfect for each other. We were almost married. And I almost thought it was too good to be true. I guess it was.

Instead of planning out the wedding, I’m now planning out the funeral. I may have gotten hurt before, but this one hurts the most.And the worst part it, nothing could cure it.

It was almost a happy ending. Almost.

🎄♫Georgia- Vance Joy// Marauders Era: Sirius x Reader

Request:  Heyy! Can you do a sirius x reader with the song Georgia by Vance Joy? I was thinking about something related to christmas, like she states that he’s going home with her for the holydays and he’s so happy to have her and her family loves him and he feels so happy warm and welcomed and it’s full of fluffy?? Thank you!

A/N: I just need to say I adore that song and thank you for it!

“I need to talk to you,” was never a good thing to hear from someone you loved, Sirius thought to himself as his girlfriend spoke the wretched words and grabbed his hand, pulling him to the side of the wide marbled corridor, as people continued to pass by while thorned vines began to curl around his heart.

“I don’t really know how to say this,” the terror that her soft voice brought to his heart at that moment was a painful contrast to the usual joy that would spread through his violet veins when she spoke.

“I’ve been corresponding with my mum a lot lately, I guess she misses me more than usual or something. Of course, she asked if I had someone I’d like to bring home for Christmas, and, well, and I mentioned you because I guess I was daydreaming and stopped paying attention for a second, and now she wants you to come home with me for the holidays, and I’m sorry, I promise I can get you out of it.” Y/N was breathless by the time she’d finished her speech, unaware of how light her love’s heart felt at that moment. He let out a relieved laugh and hugged her tightly, her face wearing a stunned expression as she hugged him back, a feeling of confused comfort lingering on her skin.

“I think that could be quite nice, actually,” Sirius finally spoke, his arms still wrapped around her shoulders, his mouth now curved into a loving smile.

“Wa–rea–?” her voice is muffled by his embracing arms, and he laughs soundly before he releases her and throws his arm around her slender waist: “What was that now baby?”

“Wait, really?” the sound of surprise in her voice still present in the repetition of her words.

“I’ll have to meet your family some time,” he laughed, pulling the joyful girl closer as she beamed up at him, her cheeks reddened by the frosty air of the winter day.

“I’ll tell mama,” she tried very hard to conceal her childish excitement, failing miserable, as her steps turned into small skips, and her smile made her eyes crinkle in the most poetic of ways.

A wooden house stands on top of a small hill, its roof blanketed in snow, the red of its roof tiles peeking through at its pointed peak. Pine trees line the right of the quaint home, placed right by the frost covered hedge. A small path is cleared through the front yard, and two figures walk down it, their steps leaving prints in the thin layer of snow that covers it. Sirius’ hair is sprinkled with small crystals of snow, shining like stars against his dark locks. He feels he is walking too fast towards the picturesque house, but Y/N rushes ahead and turns to make sure he’s catching up, a thrilled tone clinging to her voice. Finally, she grabs his hand and drags him to the entrance, swinging the door open and calling out: “Hellooooo, it’s your favourite child!”

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The Body & Thou - Released From Love / You, Whom i Have Always Hated 

A good collab album from 2015


Thou & The Body - “Manifest Alchemy”

Wandering steps, obedient to high thoughts. Awful ruins of the days of old, progeny enslaved to all its author’s flaws. Are we but warped extensions? We have the power to begin again, untarnished world at hand. Recognize the open horizon, a consciousness that reaches all. We have opened the secret passage into the dream that never ends, a new reality of our own creation, an empire without end. Released from guilt, released from pain, released from love, released from trust – we are annointed in the sacred power, we are enshrined in ourselves.

Love Me Some Pie

Characters:  Dean x Reader, Sam

Summary:  You live in the bunker with the brothers.  You and Dean have chemistry, but neither one of you has made the first move.

Word Count:  1997

Warnings:  SMUT, some swearing

Tagging @spnfanficpond.  I’m a guppy, this is my third story.

The tantalizing aroma of roast beef filled the kitchen.  You checked on the roast and veggies, smiling to yourself.  It had been your idea to start having a home cooked meal together whenever the three of you were at the bunker together, like normal people.  No laptops, phones or books allowed.  The boys were happy to oblige, willingly taking turns cooking.  You’d been surprised that both of them knew their way around a kitchen, Sam tending to make the healthiest meals, Dean opting for comfort food.  You knew Dean secretly preferred your home cooking to Sam’s “rabbit food”.

It was time to start on dessert.  It was a pie, or course, always a pie for Dean. You rolled out the crust, then began on the filling.  Dean walked into the kitchen, opening the fridge and grabbing a cold beer.  “It smells amazing in here, (Y/N).  What’s for dinner?”

“It’s a secret family recipe.  If I tell you, I have to kill you,” you replied with a grin.  

You felt Dean move behind you to see what you were doing.  He leaned over your shoulder, close enough that if he moved just a fraction of an inch, you would be touching.  It felt like current of electricity sparked across your skin whenever he was near.

This was a game the two of you had been playing since the day you met.  The two of you had chemistry, it was undeniable.  You were drawn to each other.  You gravitated to one another.  There were “accidental” brushes of his hand against yours.  You’d press your thigh to his when you sat next to him.  He’d “help” you line up your shots when you played pool.  You’d drop your head to his shoulder when you watched TV, pretending to be sleepy.  He’d throw a leg over yours in response.  You laughed at his stupid jokes.  His eyes tracked you when you moved about the room.

The build-up was part of the dance.  You both clearly wanted each other, but both of you were waiting for the other to make the first move.  The sexual tension was so palpable that Sam had taken to huffing and rolling his eyes at the two of you.

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“I always had this dream of meeting an artist woman I would fall in love with. Even from Art School. And when we met and were talking I just realized that she knew everything I knew. And more, probably. And it was coming out of a woman’s head. It just sort of bowled me over. It was like finding gold or something. To have exactly the same relationship with any male you’d ever had, but also you could go to bed with it, and it could stroke your head when you felt tired or sick or depressed. Could also be Mother. And all the intellect is there… well, it’s just like winning the pools. So that’s why when people ask me for a précis of my story, I put, “Born, Lived, Met Yoko” because that’s what it’s been about.

John Lennon, 1971

Lovesick & Insecure| Scott McCall Imagine

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A/N; Hello my beauties, how are you all today? I really hope you enjoy this, I actually really loved writing it! If this isn’t fluffy enough, please let me know, I’m still fairly new to the fluffier side of things, haha ;)

Warnings/Triggers; I couldn’t find any! But if there is one, please let me know, and I’ll be sure to add it :)

“You know that you’re adorable when you’re tired, right, baby girl?” Scott had cooed affectionally one day during lunch while you were tucked away securely in his warm embrace, barely conscious. 

Even though there was a table full of your guys’ friends sitting with you outside in the courtyard, Scott’s attention was primarily and solely on you; constantly checking to make sure that you were as comfortable as possible, that your head wasn’t being craned too far to one side, or even that you weren’t cold (How ironic).

Some would have found it overbearing and even a little obsessive, but to you it was adorable; Scott was adorable.

Rubbing small, delicate, circles along the perimeter of your back, he began to whisper sweet, little nothings in your ear, knowing full well that it helped to calm your nerves and lull you into sleep. 

He didn’t seem to mind the fact that you hadn’t responded or mumbled something cheeky back like you usually did. Scott knew that you were exhausted, that you had stayed up the night before studying for an exam you’d taken just moments before coming to lunch. And even though he secretly wished he could hear the beautiful melody that was your voice, he was more than content with just holding you, practically being your makeshift bed while you got some rest. 

Scott also didn’t seem to mind the lingering stares from his pack, all teasing with their eyes. I mean how could he, when he had the most captivating thing, right there, in his arms? 

“This is sickening to watch,” Stiles, clearly annoyed, grumbled bitterly. 

Despite the close proximity, Scott hadn’t heard a single word that had come out of his best friends mouth, too occupied listening in on the soothing rhythm of your heartbeat thumping against his chest, one of the many reasons he enjoyed being a werewolf.

Observing the lovesick couple directly in front of him, Stiles was half tempted to kick the alpha’s leg. Make his attention waver to something else besides you, even if it was just for a split second. 

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California - Rucas AU

Riley moved to california for her job. And she thinks back of her time with her friends and Lucas. 

Loneliness. That’s what Riley was feeling. Loneliness isn’t only the fact of being alone. It’s the feeling that yo can’t talk to anyone about your problem. That’s how she felt. She had all these feelins burried inside off her and she had hoped to leave them in New York but it seems like they only sting more in California. Her office was still empty. After all it was only her first day. She knew no one here. Not a single person she could talk to. You can say she felt both ways of loneliness. But maybe that was about to change cause a small knock on her office door interupted her thoughts of the friends she left in New York. She lifted her head and saw a tall handsome young man leaning against her door. “Hi, you must be Riley” He said with a big charming smile. Riley nodded and putted down the picture frame. “yeah, Riley Matthews” She introduced herself. “Ross Bluntman, My office is accross the hall” He said pointing towards the brown door with his name tag on it. “Nice to meet you Ross” The young man stepped inside the office. “Maybe we could get to know each other, what about the coffee shop downtairs during lunch?” Ross suggested. Riley bit her lip insecure and looked down at the picture of her friends on her desk. “Um…Sorry but I’m gonna have to pass” She apologized. Ross shook his head and walked closer to her desk. “It’s alright, maybe some other time” He noticed the picture frame on her desk and the leftover pictures in her box. “Boyfriend?” He asked pointing towards a picture with the handsome emerald green eyed man on it. Smiling bright in the camera with his arm his around her neck on the beach. Riley smiled and took the picture. She remembered that day like it was yesterday.

“Lucas stop!” Riley yelped when he swung her around. She giggled and held on tight. “Oh my god what if i fall?” Riley yelled laughing. Lucas stopped and put her down. “I’d never let you fall” He whispred in her ear. Riley bit her lip and Lucas wrapped his muscular arms around her. While they were embraced in a hug they heard their friends approach. “Hey! say cheese!” Maya yelled with a camera in her hand. The one she got from her step-father Shawn for her birthday. Lucas bluntly let go of the embrace and hit his arm around Riley’s neck. Riley still held on tight to his torso while Maya snapped the picture. She smiled proud when she looked at the result. “Definitely a keeper” She putted the camera away in her bag. “Last in the water is a loser!” Zay suddenly yelled. Everyone started running towards the water. Once they were all in the water having fun they forgot about the winner and the loser and just enjoyed the time they had before leaving for collage. At one point Riley and Lucas were further away from the others. Riley wrapped her legs around his waist and hung onto him. “How ya’doing hottie?” Riley asked giggly. Lucas chuckled and pecked Riley’s lips. “I love you” He said. Riley widened her eyes when she heard the three words slip from his mouth. “You what?” She asked with a big smile plastered in her face. “We haven’t said that to one another?” Lucas asked. Riley shook her head. “Oh well it’s ok if you don’t, I just wanted you to know that I d-” Lucas was cut off by Riley pressing her lips firmly against his. “I love you too” She said after they parted. Lucas smiled wide and they shared another kiss.

Ross clearing his throat pulled Riley out of her daydream. “Um no…no he’s just a really good friend” She said dropping the picture back in her box. “Well it looks like you two really like each other then” Ross said taking out another picture of them kissing at graduation day. Riley snatched the picture away from him. “Yeah we….dated for a while but we broke up” Riley said lookind down. “What happened?” Ross kept her asking her these questions and she was seriously considering already kicking him out. “I moved here, that’s what happened” Riley opened her drawer and dropped the pictures under some files. Ross noticed she reacted very pissed and decided to stop asking. “Well, i just wanted to say: Welcome to California” He smiled polite and walked out of her office. When the door closed Riley fell onto her chair and sighed deep. She already screwed up. The first person she meets here  and she snaps at him and snatches stuff out of his hands!. She seriously needs to get over Lucas. But how could she if she still deeply loved him. 

“Maya Hart, graduate at NYU school of arts” The principal anounced. Riley and her friends cheered while the blonde ran up the stage to accept her diploma. Riley cheered loud for her best friend. When Maya came down again it was Riley’s turn. After the principal anounced her name she skipped up the stage and gladly accepted her diploma. With a big smile she returned to her friends who also already had a little paper in their hand. Riley hugged all of them but was embraced the most by her proud boyfriend. He kissed her head and whispered: “I’m so proud of you baby” Riley blushed and they leaned in for a kiss. A flash went off but they simply ignored the sound and light. When they parted Topanga handed them a poloroid. “Another keeper” She said. Riley and Lucas looked at the picture of them kissing. then They looked at each other and smiled happy. 

After her office was fully decorated she was finally able to start working. She took the files out of her drawer and saw the pictures under them. She picked them up and stared at them for a while. She was torn out of her thoughts when her phone rang. She quickly dropped the pictures on her desk and took her phone out of her purse. Her face lighted up when she saw her best friends picture on the screen. “Peaches!” Riley said happy getting some glares from her collegues. “Riley, i don’t know how to tell you this!” Maya said sounding panicked. “What? what happened? is everyone ok? Are you ok?” Riley asked worried. “Yeah I’m fine, but I’m sorry Riley” Riley knitted her eyebrows together confused. “What are you sorry for?” She asked. “I know you told me that you wanted to forget about him but i couldn’t stop him Riles” Maya said still freaking out. “Maya calm down, who are you talking about?” Riley stood up and walked into the hallway to get some coffee. “Riley, It’s Lucas. He’s coming”

 Riley stopped her tracks. She dropped her phone and stared in front of her. She felt her heart race and her palms started sweating. And not only because she heard he was coming, but because he was there. Standing right in front of her. Panting and sweating he just ran into the hallway. All eyes were on them. Ross came walking out of the office and leaned against the doorframe. “W…what are you doing here?” She stuttered. Below her was her phone with Maya’s worried voice coming out of it. The room was deadsilent. Lucas appraoched Riley. “I love you, but you know that” He said. Riley’s eyes were still wide and astonished from the surprise. “I know i said i wanted to stay home, but once you left i wasn’t home anymore” Lucas took Riley’s trembling hand in his and softly stroked his thumb on the back of her hand. “I felt lonely and heartbroken. I couldn’t stand the feeling being away from you for 24 hours. Imagine being away from you for the rest of my life” Riley looked at his emerald green eyes and felt herself heat up. “I know we said it would be better if we broke up. But honestly i don’t think i can do that. Not when I was ready for the next step in our relationship.” Lucas went down on his one knee and took out a small red velvet box from his pocket. “Riley, I’ve known you since middle school. I’ve bin in love with you since middle school and i wouldn’t want anyone else.” He opened the box to reveal a beautiful diamond ring, shining in the light coming from the window. Riley hit her hands in front of her mouth in shock. The tears were already dripping from her eyes. “Riley, I promise that I’ll go wher ever you go. I promise to take care of you, love and cherish you. As long as you promise to become my wife” Riley squaded down in front of him and sobbed with tears of joy. “Riley Matthews, will you please marry me?” He asked. All the people in the office looked at Riley waiting for her answer.Riley took her hands away revealing the biggest smile she had ever put on. “Yes! Yes ofcourse I’ll marry you!” She said paired with tears of joy. She swung her arms around her new fiance and cried on his shoulder. She felt all the joy rush through her body. She didn’t even care if he had a ring or not, she had him with her. That”s all she wanted. “I love you so much” Lucas said. Riley smiled and released from the hug. “I love you too” She pulled him close and pressed her lips against his. They got an applaus from Riley’s collegues.ucas lifited Riley off her feet and spun around. This was the happiest day of his life. For now. Cause soon it will be the day he turns Riley into Mrs. Friar. 

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