Follow Your Passion: A Seamless Tumblr Journey
Request: hey there :0 recently found yr blog and i just wanna say yr writing is really good! i saw yr requests were “openish” so if this is an inconvenience then that’s ok and you don’t have to write anything :) but connor murphy w a male reader who likes to draw? and he draws them together in his free time? maybe babies connor a lot in private too? (^^*)if you decide to do this, ty! if not, that’s ok too! keep up the good work ♡🦑 Word Count: 498 Words Warnings: Connor being insecure Author’s Note: heyy...how yall doin... so sorry to the anon that requested this it took me a year and then some to finally write it and it’s bad... anyways... have a good day/night :) <3
You were sitting in the art room one day during study hall as usual when all of a sudden someone else came into the room
You were startled because usually, it’s just you and the art teacher this period.
A boy, probably another student judging by the style of his clothes, came in, nodded his head at your teacher as a greeting, signed in, and sat at a table on the other side of the room
He took out a sketchbook that looked very well loved with stickers all over the front and back covers
He could feel your eyes on him and looked over
You quickly put your head down and felt the tips of your ears grow warm in embarrassment
After that, the two of you drew in your respective sketchbooks silently
The period passed and you didn’t leave the room as you had actual art class next period but neither did the mystery boy
Once the rest of your classmates were settled into their seats, except for the mystery boy, Ms.Anne stood up in front of the class, “Hello Everyone! I hope you’ve all had a good day so far. As you can see we have a new student with us. This is Connor Murphy, he just started here so please help him feel welcome. Connor, you can sit at the table back there with Y/N.”
You felt your eyes grow wide, no one has sat next to you for the whole year why did that have to change now?
He searched for a minute before his eyes found yours
He came and sat down next to you and you decided to introduce yourself to make him feel welcome or whatever Ms.Anne said.
Surprisingly he responded and you two talked through the rest of the period and the rest is history.
He quickly became your favorite thing to draw
At first, you kept the drawings hidden in fear of him being creeped out but as you grew closer you eventually showed him the drawings
He cried when he saw them because he never imagined someone seeing him in a positive way like you did
Soon after you showed him the drawings the two of you started dating
You loved that you were now able to give him all the affection he deserved (never in public though because he had a reputation to uphold)
And now you could make him pose for all the drawings you want
He drew you on occasion but was insecure about his art even though you constantly assured him it was incredible
For your one-year anniversary, you drew Connor’s favorite picture of the two of you
Once he opened it and saw what it was he practically jumped at you to kiss you and give you the biggest hug
You two stayed like that for a while
For all your anniversaries after that you drew his favorite picture of the two of you from the last year <3
Request: Request for helping reader through a panic attack over family?- Anon
Word Count: 552
Warnings: Description of panic attack, mean parents, not proof read, and bad writing
Authors Note: omg it’s been less than a week and i’m already posting again whattt. anyways this is literally so bad but yolo also HAPPY FIRST DAY OF OCTOBER AKA THE BEST MONTH OF THE YEAR, thinking about writing a halloween themed fic but don’t hold me to that. anyways hope you enjoy and have a great day/night <3 :) (any feedback is also greatly appreciated!)
you loved your family just like everyone else
but sometimes they could be overwhelming
you had already had a bad day at school so when you got home you were ready to just go hide in your room
that was until everyone needed something from you
now you had to do dishes, laundry, and help with homework before you could retreat to your room for the night
you had managed to do what you were supposed to (barely)
apparently your efforts were in vain though cause you got reprimanded for the ”poor” quality of your work
after the berating was done you knew you had to get out of the house just for a little bit
your parents let you go on a walk so you went to the park and asked connor to meet you there
while you were waiting all the feeling of the day hit you at once and suddenly you were crying and it was hard to breathe
you don’t know how much time passed between then and when connor showed up, it could’ve been anywhere five minutes to five years and you wouldn’t have known
connor already knew where you’d be thank god. the two of you were frequent visitors to this park and had designated a specific area as your own
when he saw you, you were sobbing quietly on the ground
“hey what’s wrong?” asked connor approaching you like someone would a scared animal
you looked up at him and started crying harder
“hey hey hey come here” he said opening his arms, your safe haven
once you were securely in his arms connor started rubbing soothing circles on your back, whispering positive affirmations in your ear, taking deep breaths in the hope you would change your breathing to follow his and pressing the occasional kiss to the crown of your head
the two of you stood like that for a while until your breathing returned back to normal and your cries stopped
you were the first to pull back, “thank you,” you whispered voice hoarse from crying but also quiet from embarrassment
“of course my love anything for you,” he said with a love sick look in his eyes. “do you want to talk about it?”
“I don't know it’s just everything got overwhelming i guess? i know that probably doesn’t make sense, I'm sorry.”
“no it makes perfect sense, i totally get it. next time you feel like that i want you to talk to me though, okay? i come to you when i need help so you have to come to me when you need help. you’re never bothering me i promise,” he said genuinely
“okay,” you said yawning. you were suddenly very aware of how tired you were
“here let’s get you home.”
connor walked you home like the gentleman he is and when you reached your front steps he pressed a chaste kiss to your lips and hoped it communicated all the love he had for you.
“thank you again con. you’re the greatest,” you say hugging him
“it was really no problem babe. i want to be there for you.”
“i love you”
“i love you too”
and with that you waved goodbye and walked into your house feeling a lot better than you have in a long time