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fifthnailinstevesbat · 19 days

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after the events of season 4, steve just wanting SO BADLY to be friends with eddie. just LOVING the idea of them getting closer and having eddie as a friend because hell yeah! a close male friendship with someone that is actually my age, and who i don’t have a weird history with involving bruised eyes and love triangles? count me IN! and eddie is FUN, he is actually hilarious! the way they share the same glances of understanding when dustin is being an absolute shit head, rambling on and on about some obscure topic, expecting everyone to always be on the exact same page as him. of course. and, although steve suspects that eddie actually probably is keeping up with everything dustin says, much better than he ever could, he knows that above it all eddie can appreciate the antics for what they are, and roll his eyes with steve at dustin, i concur, you dustin henderson, are a total butthead.

steve just about junps RIGHT IN to being friends with eddie. hey man, what’cha up to tonight? wanna watch a movie? get drunk, smoke a bit? hey eddie, how have you been, man? he starts calling eddie up on the phone regularly just to check in, shoot the shit, he loves it! he loves having this new friendship with eddie munson and he loves how much the other boy has surprised him with how much he actually enjoys being around him. he’s not a freak, really, well ok maybe he is a little bit, but only in the best ways. he’s kind, thoughtful, and is always looking out for the people he cares about, which is something steve can really respect in a dude. but he’s also so funny? steve never could’ve anticipated just how much eddie has managed to make him genuinely LAUGH over their short amount of time spent together. and he’s really, out there? with the way he presents himself, the way he takes up space with these big THEATRICAL movements, leaving no room for regret or shame or god forbid embarrassment. steve isn’t even sure munson is capable of feeling it at all.

eddie munson is a good dude, and steve could use a bit more of that kind of person around him. he loves all of his friends, the weird little bonded family he’s found himself apart of, and they are all good people, but it never hurts to have afew more added in here and there. it never hurts to know there are more good people out there to find.

so steve is all over eddie, it seems.

at least, from where eddie is standing. nobody else seems as phased as eddie does at this sudden change in steve’s demeanour, in his interest in what eddie munson spends his time doing these days. it seems like, to everyone else, to steve, it’s just a natural progression in their relationship, after being sort of role model figures to the same group of kids, both being the two single dudes, who fought the same monsters together last spring, it seems nobody questions too much that they’d start casually hanging around eachother more. especially since eddie has found himself to fit into his own special spot as one of the group now after it all, after he unwillingly became tangled in this whole upsidedown-superpowers-supernatural-monsters and demons debacle, and tangled quite dramatically at that, the rest of the group that’s been with this since the beginning seemed to find no trouble in taking him in and seeing him as “one of them” now.

so, steve asking eddie to smoke, to watch movies, to go for a drive with no real end destination, it’s not really something that earns them too many double takes. dustin makes a comment or two in the beginning, because steve since when did you like hanging out with eddie? you guys are like so opposite, you don’t like any of the same stuff he does? and steve barely gives a shrug and a dismissive yeah yeah whatever man in response, with a signature eye roll, and dustin had said it seemingly also not too seriously, poking fun at steve wherever he can, not really meaning anything by it, as he fidgets around and rambles in the backseat of steve’s car, eddie riding up front. after that, though, he’s dropped it. it’s never brought up again. part of eddie thinks, too, that dustin would actually be enjoying that his two older friends are becoming friends themselves.

robin seems to be the only other person to look a bit harder at their situation, lingering stares at their interactions, all squinted eyes and eyebrows raised, though from her all this seems to be almost always and only ever directed at steve. eddie’s not sure what to make of that. isn’t he the weird one? i mean, he’s the one that stands out, right? he’s the odd denominator that makes their friendship strange. why would steve harrington want to hang out with Him? HIM? but robin doesn’t spend her time studying eddie to try and search for what about him could possibly have piqued the interest of cherished steven harrington, no, shes always looking at steve. like she’s seeing him differently, almost. eddie doesn’t even think that steve notices it, either, because he doesn’t seem to be questioning or doubting anything odd or strange or out of the ordinary with their newfound time spent together. and maybe, maybe robin is seeing him differently. eddie knows he definitely has been. seeing him more, intensely. deeply. human. seeing the person that steve is, as just steve, not this idealised version of a boy that eddies starting to question ever really even existed at all, or if everyone around him just needed to believe that he did, and who was steve if not happy to comply to the wants of the people around him for who he should be?

eddie likes having steve as his friend, too. don’t get it twisted. he loves how unexpectedly expressive steve is about everything, even really small things. steve LOVES to raise his voice, rest a hand on his popped hip, scolding the kids for something stupid with no real heat or malice behind it. and steve is, like, kinda bitchy too. eddie knew he had the capacity to be a real asshole when he wanted to be, that’s all he knew steve for back in the day, when he was back in high school, hanging around tommy h and the basketball boys, the jocks. eddie would spend his days hearing only whispers and gossip in the hallways of the parties at king steve’s house and the fights king steve had started and won on the court or out in the fields, only ever getting as close as a shove into a locker with the guy at the time, but eddie knew how it could go. he knew all about what steve had done to jonathan, what he’d said to him, the words he’d used. eddie knew it all. he’d seen enough, and been through enough himself, to know how these guys acted in response to guys like him, like jonathan, people who were lower on the social food chain. so, eddie knew about steve’s “mean streak”, if you will, but this kind of snarky bitchiness was something new to him. harrington was almost, sassy, when he wanted to be. it was less so cruel and more just, just sass. if he’s being completely honest it kind of blew eddie away, at first. he thought steve was one of those dull headed jocks who thought with their fists more than their actual brains, but that couldn’t have been farther from the truth. steve’s insults were well thought out, they were FUNNY, he was smart with his words. and silly. oh my god steve harrington could be so fucking silly, real honest to god goofball when the moment called for it, when he felt comfortable enough. eddie had caught on multiple occasions steve mimicking lightsabers to play fight with dustin, or the stupid fucking shit he would do or say just to make robin laugh, singing along to a song playing on the radio with a funny voice.

it was all a little, intoxicating, to watch. eddie didn’t know what gave him the right to be in on this now, to get to see this side of steve and better yet to be at the other end of some of his best qualities. it was fun, all the time they spent together, but there was always something else tugging inside eddie everytime they spent close time together, too. something, he knew steve wasn’t aware of. something he knew steve wasn’t equipped to deal with. something he knew, was him. was him, making things something more than they should be, because, nobody seemed to be questioning that they could become friends, so why ruin that? why disrupt it?

- robin and steve

“Steve.”

“-but then like, it wasn’t that I didn’t want to watch it I just thought, hey, y’know, let’s try something different for a change, but then he- oh my god he honest to god TACKLED ME Robin — I mean, it was so fucking funny and it happened so quick — and all over a fucking Tom Cruise movie-“

“STEVE.” Robin lightly slammed a hand onto the counter. She had been standing behind it for no short of 20 minutes, watching Steve as he paced around, supposed to be stacking tapes onto shelves, but ended up spending the whole time going on and on, and ON, about how movie night went with Eddie last night. She thought she was bad…

Steve jumped, almost running into a shelf and knocking down his hard work, and seemed to snap out of whatever trance he had found himself in after starting to tell Robin a story about something funny Eddie had done last night.

“Shit, sorry. Sorry, what were you saying? Were you- were you saying something?”

To this, Robin just rolls her eyes and let’s out a laugh, “You, sir, are goddamn hopeless.”

“Sorry. How long was I talking for?” Steve wandered his way over to lean his arms onto the counter from the opposite side.

“Oh, I dunno Steve, just about half an HOUR?”

“That is an over exaggeration Robin, it’s only been like-“

“Honestly, man, i’m concerned for you. You are like next level OBSESSED with Eddie. Eddie Munson. You do realise this right??? You are obsessed with him, Steve.”

To this Steve sputters, lazily waving his hands back and forth.

“No, Robin, what the hell are you talking about? I am not OBSESSED. No need to be jealous, alright, Stevie-Boy here can have more than one friend. Your spot in my heart isn’t any less special now that it’s beginning to be shared by another.” He bats his eyelashes up at her, holding both hands over his chest as if to cradle his heart.

“Oh my GOD! You even SOUND LIKE HIM!”, she playfully slaps his shoulder. “Steve. You are obsessed.”

“I am not obsessed! He’s just a really great guy, alright-“

“Blah blah, yep whatever you say, lover boy.” Robin quips, plopping down onto the chair chair infront of their staff computer, turning herself to face it.

“Wha- what? Lover boy? What the hell Robin, that is not- that doesn’t even make any sense!”

She is just smiling at him now, enjoying seeing him spiral like this. Steve let’s out a sigh as he puts his hands on his hips, and shakes his head, looking at her right back.

He opens and closes his mouth afew times, like he’s really thinking about what he wants to say next. Or like he has no idea what to say next, and his brain is not moving fast enough to formulate the next sentence his mouth knows he wants to say. He wasn’t obsessed. That’s not- that’s like- no. No he was not, Robin was just playing around with him, she knew how to get on his nerves. Get him all wound up over little things just to see him react like this.

After a minute or two, Robin realises Steve was not going to reply anytime soon, so she turns fully back toward him. Saving him from his spiral.

“So, what are you’re plans for tonight Steve-O?”

He lets out a chuckle and walks around the counter till he’s behind it with Robin, leaning his back against it so he can stand across from her and face her.

“Well, not really sure. Parents aren’t home, no early shift tomorrow, might drink afew beers, listen to some music, —“

“See what Eddie’s doin?” Robin finishes for him, quirking her eyebrows up and down as she does it.

“Oh shut up!” Steve just laughs and softly throws a tape from the counter at her chest. “As a matter of fact, yeah I will see what he’s up to. Because we are friends now, Robin. Is that a problem? Actually I was also gonna ask you what you were up to after work, too, but you know what after this I’m having second thoughts, I mean, the way you’ve been treating me lately-“

“Oh my god, you are the worst. Yes, I’m free, of course I’ll hang out with you dingus. You and your tweedle dee.”

Steve laughs at this, then tilts his head.

“Wait, does that make me dumb? Tweedle dumb?! That’s how you see me?”

“Yeah it is actually, got a problem?”

“Oh wow, she’s feisty today. Can’t believe you think I’m dumb, Rob’s. When you come knockin’ tonight, do not expect a warm greeting at my front door.”

“Yeah, yeah, I’ll take my chances.”

- later. steve’s house. to be continued?

#just been having steddie post season 4 thoughts #been missing the era of the fandom just sort of starting during that time between vol 1 and 2 #how every fic had their own little way of resolving the upside down/vecna problem just written into afew small paragraphs #really just getting to know these characters as a pairing #most importantly before seeing them as a couple #seeing them as friends #how they would genuinely interact and get along #what their dynamics would look like #steddie early days truly have my whole entire heart #coming onto tumblr the weeks following vol1 of s4 was magical #anywho yeah non vol2 compliant steddie for you #more so just #eddie didn’t die steddie for you #they become friends bc truly i actually believe that had he lived they would have #it just makes sense #stranger things #eddie munson #steddie #steve harrington #stranger things 4 #stranger things season 4 #robin buckley #dustin henderson #also lmk if i should keep adding to this…might abyways bc i’m enjoying this #steddie fic #steddie fic idea #steddie ficlet #steddie fanfiction

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disneyprincemuke · 3 months

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i'm not pregnant

“wait,” you blink. “lando, what did you just say?”

lando stares at you, gaping wordlessly as he tries to find his words for a response. he presses his lips together into a thin line as he sighs. “you heard me. don’t make me say it again.”

you tilt your head and scrunch your nose. “okay… but why?”

surely lando isn’t the type of guy to say he loves you after spending a night together, right? a night in bed doing things that would ruin both of you if it ever got out. it would surely ruin your reputation, your relationship with your brother, and then lando’s friendship with said brother.

“um,” lando hums. he scrunches his nose and looks up at the ceiling. frankly, he’s got no idea where that came from either. “you know…”

“i actually don’t.”

you try and figure out where he’s coming from. prior to hooking up that night you spent in the club, you didn’t really talk much. it was all friendly, smiling at him when you would pass him, but never much actual conversation that would make you consider him a friend.

to you, he’s just your brother’s teammate.

and you know that he feels the same way. because the morning after you spent the night together, he woke up groggy and started rambling about how oscar should never find out about this.

despite being his older sister, oscar is oddly protective of you. perhaps it’s the close relationship you’ve got that made him feel like it’s his duty to make sure your life is never hard. and lando knows that the day would finally come that oscar flips shit if he ever finds out that he’d slept with his sister.

lando always thought you were cute, sure, but he was well aware of the fact that you’ll always be oscar’s older sister to him. the older sister that he desperately always wanted to be friends with but could never muster up the courage to hold a proper conversation with. but he doesn’t like you like that.

when he did eventually muster up the courage, it was only unfortunate that it happened when you were all in the club together. he had flown too close to the sun, unexpectedly dragging you into bed with him. that’s not what he had planned, for the record. he just wanted a kickstart to your friendship.

“i overheard you when you were on the phone the other day,” lando starts softly, swaying side to side as he sighs. “something about missing your period and throwing up this morning.”

your eyebrows remain furrowed, still in confusion with where he’s going at. “you were eavesdropping on my phone call?”

“no! absolutely not!” lando flails his arms in the air to clear your accusations. “no! i happened to be walking by oscar’s driver’s room at the time. and, well, i was just worried, you know? that is, assuming i’m the last guy you’ve been with in the past month.”

“so you’re saying that i sleep around?”

“no!” lando cries, hands going into his hair to tug at the roots. “that’s not what i meant at all! i-”

“then what do you mean?”

you almost want to laugh at the panic that’s taking over lando. and you would, if there isn’t some point of contention with the miscommunication you’re currently having. if you were more sure about the point he’s trying to get at, you’d be more receptive of the funniness of the situation.

lando looks at you, waiting for you to connect the dots yourself. he hums after a couple seconds of silence. “you could be pregnant?”

“oh!” you feel stupid for not noticing sooner. you throw your head back with a soft laugh and shake your head. “no. no, i’m not. i missed my period because i suddenly started exercising more, and i threw up because i was genuinely sick the other night.”

“oh,” lando sighs in relief, hunching over with a hand on his chest. “oh, thank god. really? you’re not pregnant?”

you nod as you feel a laugh bubbling from your stomach. you’ve finally caught up to lando’s agenda. “yes. i’m for sure not pregnant. is that– is that why you said what you said?”

he drops to his knees, nodding his head. “i didn’t know what to do. it just came out before i could ask you the question,” he laughs, shaking his head. “how chaotic would that have been, right? imagine if you really were?”

you put a hand on his shoulder. “let’s not dwell on things that shouldn’t happen.”

his panic is absolutely understandable, and saying that he loves you is mild compared to what else he could have done. and you’re glad. “you look kinda shaken up — do you wanna go and grab some coffee?”

@cashtons-wife @darleneslane @happy-nico @nikfigueiredo @namgification @sakuramxchii @kissesandmartini

#lando norris x reader #lando norris x you #f1 x reader #f1 x you #f1 fanfic #disneyprincemuke #disneyprincemuke imagine #disneyprincemuke imagines #disneyprincemuke f1 #disneyprincemuke isily

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bitchimasnake-sss · 3 months

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sfw alphabet ft. roronoa zoro! (because im down bad for him)

enough horniness, now we shall weep and cry cause of how much we love this moss head 🤭🤭

yes ur honor this is the man im in love with :/

💗affection (how affectionate are they? how do they show affection?):

affection (in it's traditional sense) comes hard to zoro. he doesn't really know how to go about it to be very honest. to him affection is sarcasm and acts of services ("acts of service" include calling you mid in 5 languages (joke), making fun of your exercise form and the way you sometimes drool in your sleep, offering you sake etc.). but as time passes by and you both start getting more comfortable with each other, he gets on board with it. every time you both are spending time alone, he holds onto you one way or the other. don't expect him to call you sugarcakes or something because he won't but he will let you know before drifting off to sleep that you mean the world to him. i dont think hes a huge pda guy but if he's super drunk then he cannot possibly keep his hands off of you, its quite weird for the crew to see him so openly affectionate (cue sanji gagging).

💗best friend:

what would they be like as a best friend? how would the friendship start? he's lowkey the bestest of best friends. he has the energy of "idk what you're doing but ig do it anyways cause i know how to fight" an opinion on everything but he doesn't have the time or energy to say anything (between his sleeping and training). doesn't mean he's any less nonchalant, no, he's just super opinionated for some reason. so, when you're sitting next to him on the deck on those late nights, asking him absurd questions, best believe he will deliver peak (nonchalant) commentary. especially after the two years when he's back from living with perona!!! HE IS A CERTIFIED FASHION KING. "zoro," you nudge him and he hums in response, "i was thinking of getting nami that silver bracelet for her birthday, should i?" "i mean i wouldn't give that debt collecting witch anything but-" he winces lightly when you punch him in the arm, "-but. i think silver will look look washed out against his complexion. gold seems better" "you think?"

💗cuddles (do they like to cuddle? how would they cuddle?):

at the start, he thinks cuddles are lowkey dumb (and like he probably has gone years without them), so, he puts up this weird drama like "uh no i dont wanna do it" ofc he's lying. cause you're so soft and you smell so good and his hands are literally shaking trying not to hold you against him. after a while, he will unironically announce to you that he is the little spoon tonight and you need to suck it up. (lowkey gives the best cuddles because he literally envelopes you whole till you have to physically push him away) he wants to cuddle but you're DYING. YOU JUST KNOW YOU ARE. because this man is a heat radiating hot heating device heater. he is like a portable sauna. he needs to give you some space but he wont.

💗domestic (how are they at cooking and cleaning?):

cooking? cleaning? you should be grateful that he's showering everyday ever since you started dating him. he knows some basic cooking and cleaning skills (cause he did survive on his own for a good few years) but he doesn't know them in a socially acceptable manner. he just caught a fish, burnt it and ate it cause ✨proteins✨ okay? it's not like he does it on purpose, it's just that he's too focused on training and getting better and you have a chef so, he doesn't have to bother too much about it. but if you both were living together, then i think he will obviously learn them cause he doesn't want you to be the only responsible one cleaning after his messes. and he actually has kinda started liking cooking cause it's relaxing (he's also good at chopping up veggies and stuff so you both can cook together). the only part of cooking he hates is when sanji starts giving him tips cause like genuinely, sanji mind your own fucking business okay he'd learn pasta himself. tldr; the first time you teach him these things, he makes a mess and almost burns down your house but afterwards, you can rely on him to get the things done semi-nicely.

💗ending:

if they had to break up with their partner, how would they do it? i think if zoro had to breakup with someone it will probably be over focusing on his dreams of being the best swordsman or if you cheated on him or broke his trust. i don't think he will pursue a relationship with someone if he didn't see it lasting, so, he won't break-up for petty reasons (nor do i think he will ever cheat). i also think he's a practical man. he won't try to sugarcoat or make you false promises. he sure as fuck won't tell you that you both can "still be friends" or some shit (i mean unless you're in the same crew then it kinda goes without saying). he'll probably ask you to come have a chat with him. sit you down and tell you directly and exactly why he is doing it. and he absolutely won't let you have any residual doubts if you "weren't enough" for him or so. just because he has to make this decision doesn't mean he doesn't love or respect you. so, even tho he won't ask you to be friends, if you ever need someone to rely on, he will be there for you. bottom line, he will still be a friend to you (though prepare to ignore each other for a long time after the breakup cause obviously it hurts and you might punch him)

💗fiance(e):

how do they feel about commitment? seeing as his character is super ride or die, he definitely doesn't have a problem recognizing how much you mean to him. but he is pretty emotionally constipated, so, he will take an eternity to actually accept how much you mean to him in a non-friendly manner. how quick would they want to get married? settling down??? no. he's not settling down. not until he's the best swordsman atleast. marriage is lowkey scary to him cause he didn't grow up with healthily functioning relationships to look upto but once he started dating you, he could see it potentially being a "forever" sort of a thing. he's probably not gonna say that out loud tho, thats a topic reserved only for wayward day-dreams or super drunken nights. so, as for the marriage thing he'd want to take his time. he would probably choose to achieve his own goals (and support you to reach yours) and then, think about settling down.

💗gentle (how gentle are they, both physically and emotionally?):

physically: zoro is acutely aware of his super-human strength but it still comes as a shocker to him to see how fragile, almost dainty you are in compare to him. simple things like comparing hand sizes or how large his t-shirt looks on you when you wear it to sleep genuinely leave him awestruck (and slightly lovesick). so, he makes it his number one priority to always be gentle to you, as if he's scared that you're on the cusp of breaking. and he treats you as such always. (unless you ask with tear-lidden eyes and trembling lips how badly you want him to demolish you because then, maybe he is ready to comply) emotionally: like almost everything else, gentle words come hard to him at the start. all he has known is tough love. so, understanding that making fun of you when you're having your weekly breakdown was the wrong choice took him a while. he's not like emotionally stunted but he still doesn't trust his choice of words to comfort you. rather, he lets the way he holds you against him and pets your head when you sob against his chest do the talking. but if you go out of your way to teach him what he should probably say when you're sad then he might have some luck with it. until then, enjoy the cuddles.

💗hugs:

do they like hugs? after starting to date you, this man realized he loves hugs. and he loves giving hugs. but he's incredibly selective and thus far the only two (2) candidates have been allowed to pass through his tedious selection process. that being you and chopper (both of you are in a binding contract so you cant tell anyone about it either). well, luffy too if you count how clingy he can get 👍🏼 how often do they do it? he does hug you atleast once a day even if it as subtle as holding you from the back, resting his head on your shoulder. what are their hugs like? his hugs are genuinely bear hugs. okay. like he will engulf you and you will stand back and allow it to happen. he doesn't really hold on too long tho, so usually you gotta pull him back towards yourself and hug him tighter when you want it to last longer. pulling him towards yourself usually ends with him smiling and pressing a chaste kiss on your temple as his hands snake around you yet again.

💗"I love you" (how fast do they say the L-word?):

i think he says it fairly sooner than you anticipate. like however long you think he will take, it takes significantly lesser time. this is because (as i said), he probably spent a long time in denial and then in pining, so, naturally by the time you got together, he was sure of his feelings for you. anyways, one of my first fics on this blog was of how zoro probably said "i love you" to you when he was drunk and forgot about it when he woke up the next day. i still stand by that. i think it was a genuine, drunken confession but when you shyly confronted him about it, he just replied, "yeah, i meant that. i love you." his words were nonchalant but you could notice the dusted pink of his cheeks when he admits it and then his unsure gaze as he looks over your face and then the ground. (truth is, he only acted nonchalant. internally he is ready to jump off the ship incase you didn't say it back. thank god you said it back.)

💗jealousy (how jealous do they get? what do they do when they’re jealous?):

omg this man is simultaneously the most secure and the most jealous whore in this world. does he know you're not gonna cheat on him and ignore practically any man throwing himself on you? yeah, he knows that. but does he also want to cut off all those guys' heads if they even look at you? kinda, yes. i think he gets really shy to admit he's jealous. like he'd blame his irritable temper on the weather or the fact that he got less sleep last night. but you did notice how he clenched his jaw when a random guy in the market had been ogling you. and so, you tease him relentlessly. "zoro," you laugh, poking him in the chest accusingly, "are you sure? i think there might be something else going on" "like what?" he huffs, "i just got less sleep last night." "babe are you like jealous?" "no-" "you totally are" "stop saying that" "jealoussss" as to how does he deal with it? he fucks you. quick 'n easy. (im so sorry if youre a minor and reading this, in that case he pillow fights you to death.)

💗kisses (what are their kisses like? where do they like to kiss you? where do they like to be kissed?):

what are their kisses like: after a long day, he always unwinds with you. so, his kisses are usually slow. he relishes in the way your lips feels against his, the way your cheeks feel like under his palm and the way you smile at him when you pull away. there's no haste because he has you right there and you both know you're not going anywhere. but on those nights he's pent up, anger and frustration strewn across his veins, he chooses to kiss you till he forgets just what he was angry about. his kiss-bitten lips are hot against yours, his hand roughly kneading your waist as he pours his anger into your desperate kisses. where does he like to kiss you: in public, his favourite spots are definitely your cheek or your temple as they are relatively tame pda tactics but still gets the point across. he gets to show his affection towards you without making a huge show for it. he also loves kissing on your shoulder as he rests his head on your shoulder and holds onto you. he can feel your pulse under his dull, soft kisses and heard your breathy hums and moans.

💗ittle ones (how are they around children?):

well, i hate kids. so, im gonna be biased. okay i don't hate kids but i hate toddlers. fucking devil spawns. i truly believe they will sacrifice us all for the beginning of the dark ages. anyways, zoro's not great with kids in theory. but somehow, when he interacts with kids he does end up somehow being a good (annoyed) dad figure (remember when he fathered three kids? cause i do)

💗mornings (how are mornings spent with them?):

morning with this green-haired ass start with you pushing his heavy arm off of you. you mumble that you're hot, trying to turn away from him and into the cool sheet. but it's no use because he just traps you against him yet again. zoro definitely doesn't give morning person vibes so i believe you are up before he is. you run you fingers softly against his scalp, bringing down your drumming fingers to his bare shoulders. you press an innocent kiss to his forehead and smile when he leans into your faint touches. when he finally wakes up, he looks up at you through sleepy eyes. he greets you with a tired "morning" before closing his eyes and draping himself you again. "zoro" you whisper half-heartedly, "everyone else is up, come on, we should get up too" he mumbles into your skin, "they weren't the ones keeping a watch last night, were they? come on, 10 more mins." "zo-" "please" he looks up at you, flashing you a soft smile, "10 mins." "10 mins only, okay? then we get up" (well, 10? more like 2 mins. luffy started yelling about breakfast and tried to eat before the food was served. and so, sanji (naturally) kicked him to near-death, so, you both had to wake up)

💗night (how are nights spent with them?):

walking out of the shower, you dry yourself off before cladding yourself in your pajamas. your limbs feel tired, body devoid of any and all energy as you climb into your bed to relax. sometimes you read, other times you just stare at the ceilings and think about stuff (we've all been there). zoro usually slips into the room silently, closing the door behind him. he plops down next to you and you curl up against him. sometimes, you both exchange small talk, if something fun happened while the other person wasn't around or gossip you heard from nami and ussop. but most days, you both simply enjoy the silence in each other's company till you're ready to fall asleep. every once in a while, he slips into the shower with you. (keeping this kids friendly) he gently washes your scalp and you rest your bare back against his chest as you ease yourself into the warm water. you return the favor by giving him a back massage. after this youre both so tired that you immediately pass the fuck out.

💗open:

when would they start revealing things about themselves: i feel like he'd know a lot about you before you find out anything important about him. he wears his loyalty and his dreams on his arms, but you don't find out why his dreams are so important or why he is so fidgety around tashigi until you're a good few days into dating. other small things about him are revealed to you thru his actions as he never mentions them, so, be prepared to be a persistent observer. do they say everything all at once or wait a while to reveal things slowly: he always reveals himself in little ways, never revealing too much. not because he doesn't trust you but because he's never had to talk about anything like this out loud. but anytime he does end up telling you something, it ends up being a heart to heart conversation. also, since he does get very drunk very often canonically, i don't think he's the type to slip up and tell things only cause he's not in the right headspace. so i imagine he only tells you things sober and in solitude, further cementing his trust in you.

💗patience (how easily angered are they?):

in moments of actual anger, as a swordsman, zoro is pretty good while handling his emotions. he knows how to differentiate between irrational feelings and actual solutions needed to get to the bottom of something. so, even when he gets mad he wouldn't necessarily act on it unless and until it is truly something that makes him tick. and things that make him tick includes people talking/doing something wrong to you or anyone in the crew, in that case he's going god mode. that being said, he will get easily irritated if someone is just joking around in the crew (especially sanji). he's incredibly patient with you tho, so, don't even worry about it and just accept him dumb antics for what they are.

💗quizzes:

how much would they remember about you? i see yall sleeping on my man and i hate it. yes, hes kind of an idiot and not the best with memory but if it's anything about you or your relationship?? best believe he knows everything like the back of his hand. but he only claims that kind of power when it comes to you cause he will not really bother to remember other stuff if its not important. do they remember every little detail you mention in passing, or do they kind of forget everything? even though he wouldn't outright keep saying he remembers, he will often mention it in passing. like if you bring up someone while recounting a story to him, he will probably remember the last time you mentioned that guy. that being said, his memory is still kinda ass. so, he sometimes mixes things up if they aren't that relevant to the plot. so forgive him okay? hes trying

💗remember:

what is their favorite moment in your relationship? i def feel like zoro prefers the mundane moments with you over any extravagant things. living on sea is insane, it's one thing after the other so knowing he has you to himself even for a few hours and in those hours, he gets to do nothing but love you truly means a lot to him. he isn't a cook by any means but this one time, when the rest of the crew had gotten off at a new island to restock and had only left you and him to keep guard, you had suggested you wanted to bake a cake. "i don't know how to cook" he mumbled softly, trying to convince you otherwise, "i can only do some cutting, slashing yk" "you dont even have to do anything!! just sit there and look pretty, i can do the baking." he eventually caved in. but now the memory of you making batter while he sat on the counter, talking to you is etched onto his every nerve. there had been a little bit of flour on your eyebrow and he used his thumb to clean it away before pulling you towards him and kissing you hard. you looked up at him, "i love you" "i love you too"

💗security:

how protective are they? i feel like zoro isn't as territorially protective as one would assume. like i said in the best friend section, he is more a laid-back "i know how to kill and get rid of the body, do whatever you want" kind of a vibe. that doesn't mean that he isn't gonna be on the verge of pulling out his swords the second someone even utters a word against you (but usually his dirty looks get the job done before he even pulls out the swords) how would they protect you? slash slash, stab stab and cocky remarks at the opponent (sometimes pure, unfiltered rage) how would they like to be protected? he's the roronoa zoro, he doesn't need physical protection. that being said, he wouldn't admit it out loud but just because he doesn't need you to pull out a gun to save him doesn't mean it doesn't give him pesky, little butterflies in his stomach whenever you defend him with your words. even if its something as small as calling out someone else's jokes that were targeted at him (and were just straight up offensive). or getting into actual verbal altercations (it happened once when you were drunk)

💗try:

how much effort would they put into dates, anniversaries, gifts, everyday tasks? not a lot, tbh. look hes tired, you're tired, just cuddle and sleep okay? that being said he does put decent amount of efforts to surprise you every once in a while. he doesn't put on an extravagant show, so, mostly his surprises are just kinda lowkey and sweet. so on your anniversary, maybe he'd finally get the stick out of his ass and accept nami's idea of booking you a table somewhere expensive. but the memorable part isn't that, the memorable part is him asking (almost) shyly if you just wanna walk around town after dinner while he holds your hand and you bitch about your crew (in a loving manner).

💗ugly:

what would be some bad habits of theirs? omg obviously the drinking!!! i know he has high tolerance and shit but bro your liver's practically CRYING RN. please introduce yourself to some healthier coping mechanisms other than drinking and going stabby-stab. i also do think he's egoistic (it lessens with time) but its still a pain in the start

💗vanity:

how concerned are they with their looks? this man does not give two fucks about his looks, like legit couldn't care less. he does know he looks decent tho (i mean casting mackenyu was a choice, i see you oda sensei). but ever since dating you, he has been putting in little efforts. i think partially cause you bully him into having a skincare routine and showering daily and partially cause he just wants to be a pretty boyfriend to his favourite girl.

💗whole:

would they feel incomplete without you? yes and no. this is conflicting cause on one hand, ofcourse your absence will be equivalent to having daggers through his heart. but also, he seems like the guy who hyper-focuses on themselves after a breakup. i don't think he'd feel "incomplete" without you if you both ever broke up cause however dumb he is, he knows sometimes things don't work out and that's that. besides, even if you have to go, he still have people (the crew) to love and care for. but he would feel that glaring absence and it'll take a way heavier toll than anyone anticipated (cue him blasting heavy metal in his room and face-timing perona drunk and (almost) crying. perona suggested she takes care of you which made him actually cry cause perona dont be fucking mean)

💗xtra (a random headcanon for them):

zoro is so good at doing eye makeup specifically. i mean like because of all the sword-training and all, he has really good hand-eye coordination and very precise movements. so, like if you asked him to do your liner and give him specific-ish directions for how you want him to do it, he will 100% ace it. he doesn't really do well in other departments but he can learn (if you can make him learn thru that attitude of his) also, i theorize that he's ticklish but in the randomest fucking places. one time you lovingly ran your hand through his hair, bringing it playfully down to his nape and he fuckING GIGGLED?? another time you offered him a leg-massage cause he seemed to have pulled a muscle and you were working on his calf, trying to help him out and he yelped cause it tickled???? hello what do we do with this info now?

💗yuck:

what are some things they wouldn’t like, either in general or in a partner? he wouldn't like judgmental people or people who are very uptight (cause although his jokes could be hit/miss, he doesn't wanna hear a fucking lecture). also dont be disrespectful to him/his friends. and also, i think he would have a thing against people who are too nosy (pre-dating mostly), like if he wanted to tell you something he would other than those basic things, he's chill.

💗zzz:

he's asleep before you can say "good night" because he's a simple man who needs to sleep 10 hours a day (minimum) see he isn't going off ruining lives, he's not fucking things up for someone else, he's just taking a nap. its like the least horrible thing he can do, let him nap. i do think he should get checked for some vitamin deficiency tho caue uh, just in case. that being said, you go to sleep now. i would too. goodnight!

a/n: loved making this so much that i might make one for literally every character ever once i get the time lol

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fxrmuladaydreams · 5 months

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red flags (cs55)

🤍sequel to drunken bets🤍

carlos x mclaren social media!reader

summary: some new information comes to light that taints your perfect relationship

notes: i know i said this was only going to be two parts, but it’s actually going to be three

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You wipe the tears from your face as you practically run outside. He calls your name and attempts to run after you, but gets stopped by people who just want a moment with the Singapore Grand Prix winner. You feel like you’re suffocating, surrounded by people, your lungs closing up, until you’ve made it outside. You gasp, and squeeze your eyes shut as a wave of tears spill down your cheeks.

The bottom of your dress is crumpled, most likely from when you were squeezing it in your hands. The dark red fabric makes you feel sick. It’s just another reminder that he played you, and you fell for it.

You scold yourself. You should’ve seen the red flags appearing, but maybe after that week in Spain you had gotten used to looking at him through rose colored glasses.

You were happy to get back to work after your little vacation with Carlos. You felt like you were in a genuinely good place. You had the job of your dreams, and an amazing boyfriend.

Your walks into the paddock with the Spaniard had become routine before your trip, but now he kept your hand intertwined with his, holding you close as you walked through the crowds. He leaves you at the McLaren building with a soft kiss on your cheek, which leaves you giddy for the rest of the day.

He meets you after work so you can both go back to your hotel together, spending your time in one room together rather than separate rooms.

To anyone outside of the paddock it simply looked like your friendship had grown. You had found a confidant to spend your time with. But to those who saw you regularly, they could see there was something more, something you weren’t sharing with the rest of the world yet.

Lando pulled you aside one day after Carlos gives you a soft kiss on the cheek and whispers a sweet goodbye to you then walks off, on his way to his own garage.

“That was quite affectionate.” He says. He’s got his arms crossed over his chest and a grin on his face. “But then again, Carlos did always have a thing for McLaren employees.” He gestures to himself.

You scoff and nudge him away from you. “It was nothing.” But you can’t stop the smile from spreading on your face.

“What did he say to you? Was it ‘Y/n, I love you so much, let’s run away together!’” He spins and clasps his hands under his chin.

You try to shush him, but you’ve come to learn there’s almost no stopping the dramatics of Lando Norris.

“Oh come on! I’m only joking!” He says in between laughs. “Besides, it’s obvious he’s obsessed with you anyways.”

You shake your head. “Shouldn’t you be getting ready for qualifying?”

“Shouldn’t you be editing? Instead I find you out here about to lock lips with the enemy.” He teases as he walks back into the garage.

“Since when is Carlos your enemy?” You call out, following him.

That night you lay with Carlos in your hotel room. You wear one of his t-shirts that falls just past your underwear. He wears a pair of grey sweatpants. You lay with your head resting on his bare chest, your fingers softly tracing delicate patterns over his tanned torso. He has an arm behind his head, and the other over you, lazily running his hand up and down your back.

Lando’s words from earlier echo in your head.

It’s obvious he’s obsessed with you.

��Carlos?” You lift your head resting your chin on his chest to look in his eyes. “Have you ever thought about going public? With our relationship?”

He doesn’t answer at first, sending your heart plummeting into your stomach. He takes a deep breath before taking the hand the rests against his chest in his.

“I have. But I didn’t know if we should. You’re a private person and I want to respect that.” He says, softly squeezing your hand.

Your heart suddenly feels to full, full of love for him. You tilt your head down and place a soft kiss to his chest. “Thank you, really.”

You sit in silence for a few minutes, just admiring one another, then you speak again.

“I want to kiss you in the paddock.” Your voice is soft, your words trailing off at the end. “I want to be able to kiss you in front of other people, maybe then Lando will stop with the teasing.”

“You want to kiss me in front of Lando?” He giggles.

You give him a dramatic exasperated sigh, but laugh as you answer. “No, I just want to be able to kiss you whenever I want to. Whether that be in front of Lando or not.”

“I don’t know mi amor.” He sighs. “I don’t want anyone else to ruin what we have.”

This should have been your first red flag, his wanting to keep your relationship a secret.

“Oh, alright…” You murmur, leaning your head back down to lay against his chest.

You lay in silence for a few moments until Carlos shifts. He kisses the top of your head and holds you tighter against him.

“If you really want to, we can go public.” He says softly.

You look back up at him. “Really? You’re not just saying that because I want to?”

“No, I would love to be able to kiss you in front of Lando too.” He teases you.

You scoff and lightly smack his chest. “I don’t think I want to kiss you anymore, actually.”

When you start to get up Carlos pulls you back down to him, rolling over to keep you under him, locked in his arms. He peppers your face in kisses, leaving no skin free from the touch of his lips.

You squeal when he softly tickles your sides, laughter from both of you filling the room.

Later that night as you get ready to go to bed, Carlos sits on the bed with his phone in his hand and a disgruntled look on his face.

“What’s wrong?” You ask, as you climb into bed next to him.

He quickly locks his phone and sets it face down on the bedside table.

“Nothing.” His answer is quick and brief as he wraps his arms around you and nuzzles his face into your neck. “Goodnight, mi amor.”

“Goodnight Carlos.”

The next day starts the same as the previous one, you walk hand in hand with Carlos into the paddock as he guides you to the McLaren garage. This time though when you stop in front of the entrance he gives you a questioning glance. He smiles when you nod and tilts his head down to capture your lips with his.

It’s not the first time you’ve kissed Carlos, not by a long shot, but it’s different kissing him somewhere that isn’t in a hotel room or on a secluded faraway vacation. You wrap your arms around his neck, pulling him closer to you.

You smile into the kiss, pulling away only when you feel his tongue slip into your mouth. You press your hands to his chest and let out a light laugh.

“Slow down there Chili, they don’t need to see everything.” You tell him.

He’s got a faint dusting of pink over his cheeks as he nods. “I’m sorry amor, I just can’t help it when I’m with you.”

You hear a gagging sound behind you, you turn to see none other than Lando Norris, dramatically hunched over the railing on the side of the ramp that leads inside.

“You two are disgusting.” He says, shaking his head.

“Jealous Lando?” Carlos calls back to him.

Lando scoffs. “No! You’re just getting your Ferrari germs all over her, you muppet!”

“And I’ll keep doing it too!” He kisses you again, this time making a show about it as he fully leans into you, sending Lando into a hissy fit.

News travels among the grid quickly. While no photos or recordings of your affections have been spread, though fans are still suspicious, it seems everyone in the paddock is quickly informed about your relationship.

Once fans do start to catch on, it spreads like wildfire. Your relationship with the Ferrari driver becomes the hot topic of conversation all over social media. Tweets, photos, and edits of and about the two of you flood your phone, so much so that you try to ignore it for a while.

You know you’re the one who wanted to go public, but you can’t help but feel a little overwhelmed. An uncomfortable feeling settles in the pit of your stomach as fans start to refer to you as “the boat girl”. Photos from your Spain trip are now attached to your name. None of them are all too bad, but it does feel like a major invasion of privacy.

It makes you feel vulnerable. These people that know nothing about you have access to these photos of you wearing your swimsuit, cuddled up with your boyfriend while you thought you were alone.

It doesn’t take long for you to start wondering what this means for your future. You’re officially a WAG now, what would happen if you and Carlos were to ever break up? Would you still only be known as “the boat girl”? Would people even remember the work you’ve done at McLaren?

While you want to talk to Carlos about it, you know there’s not much he can do. He’s used to this, he’s been a famous Formula One driver for years now. You try to swallow down your discomfort and just focus on your current relationship and your work.

Since you’ve gone public, Carlos can’t seem to look away from his phone for more than a few minutes. You don’t know what he’s looking at, every time you get near him he’s quick to turn it off and shove it in his pocket, instead wrapping you up in his arms.

When asked about what he was doing he’d simply say “Nothing amor.” Then bury his face in your neck, giving you little kisses.

Clearly he was hiding something, another red flag.

Everything came crashing down at the Singapore grand prix.

With Max having been knocked out of qualifying by a surprised Liam Lawson, it left the rest of qualifying up in the air for everyone. Carlos had managed to pull through, earning himself the P1 starting spot, and through carefully calculated driving was able to keep P1 for himself and give Lando a P2 finish.

The crowd was roaring, this was the first race of the season that wasn’t won by a Red Bull driver, and fans were eating it up.

He jumped out of his car, and tossed his helmet to the side. His hair was wet, slick with sweat yet still effortlessly beautiful. His cheeks were tinted red, and a bright grin was spread across his face.

It was no surprise to anyone, well any of the other drivers, to see him dash over to the McLaren team and sweep a girl wearing papaya into his arms.

His eyes sparkled in the shining lights, you couldn’t help yourself, jumping up into his arms and kissing him.

He spun you around, practically jumping with joy. He was a little disgruntled to have to let you go, but thrilled again when he got to hug Lando. Nothing could bring him down from this high he was experiencing.

He sprays you with champagne from above, laughing as you look up at him with a fake pout on your lips.

You knew that celebrations were in order, not only for your boyfriend but for Lando as well, the two eager to go to a club to celebrate their wins.

You pulled out a dress you had been hoping to wear. It was a dark red color, the fabric soft between your fingers. You had been saving it for a while, hoping to surprise Carlos with it, and what better way than to wear his team’s color after he won?

He was surprised to see you in the new dress, his eyes trailing up and down your body, as if trying to commit you to memory.

“Mi amor… you look beautiful.” He practically groans, pulling you flush against him. “We could just stay here, celebrate on our own? I’d love to see if there’s anything else this beautiful under the dress…” His lips trail over your neck as he lets himself drown in the scent of your perfume.

“C’mon Chili, you’ve got people who want to celebrate you, we can celebrate later.” You wink, lacing your fingers with his as you tug him down the hall.

The club is loud, buzzing with excitement as people cheer when they spot Carlos. He keeps an arm locked around your waist so you don’t stray too far from him and he won’t lose you in the crowd. You were right, everyone wants a piece of your boyfriend tonight. You’re both dragged from person to person, trying to at least feign interest in those who are talking to you.

Carlos slowly sips on one drink throughout the night, allowing you to have a few without worry. You feel a slight buzz by the time you reach a few of the other drivers. Max leans against the wall, seemingly in deep conversation with Charles. Alex and George sit with Lily and Carmen. Oscar and Logan stand with each other chatting and glancing over at the rest of the crowd. Lando hops back and forth between groups, but visibly lights up when he sees the two of you.

“I’ll be right back amor.” Carlos says before kissing your cheek and heading to the bar. You see him start talking with Pierre and Lance, then your attention is pulled away by Lando.

“Already wearing red? My poor heart!” He exclaims, throwing a hand over his forehead.

You laugh. “Just for tonight. Tomorrow it’s back to papaya.”

You hang out with him for a little while longer, then excuse yourself to go back to Carlos.

Once at the bar it’s made pretty clear that Pierre and Lance have both had plenty to drink. They’ll definitely feel the repercussions of it tomorrow morning.

Carlos throws an arm over your shoulder as you nestle into his side.

“They’re so cute.” Lance says, looking over at Pierre.

“Thank you.” You feel your face flush.

“You’ll have a great story for your kids about how you met.” Pierre hiccups, then giggles.

“Yeah, walking into each other multiple times blossomed into a friendship, and now look at us.” You beam up at Carlos, who looks uncomfortable as he nods down at you.

“You walked into her? That was your big move? I need to use that!” Pierre laughs.

“Big move? What do you mean?” You ask Pierre.

“Amor-”

“His big move to get you to go out with him. He did it, and now I’ve lost money to him.” Pierre groans.

You feel a tingling sensation spread over you as you turn to look at Carlos. His arm drops from your shoulders.

“What is he talking about?”

“The bet, obviously.” Lance shrugs, then turns back to the bar.

“It was all a bet?” Your voice is soft, cracking slightly as you let your emotions wash over you.

When you turn back to him with tears in your eyes he can feel his heart break. He reaches for your hand, only for you to pull your back from him, almost flinching away.

“Mi amor-”

“Don’t call me that.” You back away from him.

“Y/n, please, I can explain.”

“Explain what? That you used me? And now you’ve got what you wanted, so you’re ready to toss me aside?”

“No!” He tries to step towards you again.

“It was all just a bet! None of it was real? The trip to Spain? The nights in hotel rooms? You probably hired that photographer yourself, right?”

“I would never! It started as a bet, but I promise you, my feelings are real!”

“How much did you bet them? Huh?” You reach into your bag and grab a wad of cash, shoving it into his chest. “That should cover it, right?” You scoff, and turn from him, towards the exit of the club.

“Y/n, wait!” He tries to call after you.

“It’s okay Carlos. You won your bet. Now you won’t have to see me ever again.” You tell him, rushing for the exit.

You finally let the tears fall once you’re outside, cursing the day you met the Ferrari driver and the day you gave him your heart.

#carlos sainz x reader #cs55 x reader #formula one x reader #carlos sainz

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just-j-really · 3 months

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Snow White-adjacent Dreamling AU?

Dream is the prince of Time and Night's kingdom (with skin as pale as snow, and hair as black as ebony). Hob has some sort of huntsman-ish role in the palace. Dream goes out hunting fairly often, not for the sake of hunting itself but to have some space from the weight of his responsibilities (and from other people) and the ability to be alone with his thoughts. Maybe to mope a little.

Hob has liked Dream from the moment he set eyes on him, half-despite-half-because he was acting like an arrogant little snot at the time. And although Hob's initial infatuation was mostly just that, infatuation, he really did want to get to know Dream better. So when Death told Dream that he should get out among the people more, which led to Dream, grudgingly, attempting to make conversation with Hob the next time they were alone together, Hob genuinely made an effort to keep the conversation going and get to know him. They meet up every month or so, Hob talks about what he's been up to, a beautiful friendship blossoms, etc.

But they're in a weird space, with each other. Hob thinks of Dream as a friend, and Dream... wants to do the same, but he's too aware of the difference in their stations and the politics of the court, the way it would be so easy for Hob to just be- pretending to like Dream, in order to get something from him. He wouldn't even have to try very hard. Dream's lonely.

And maybe, given enough time, they could have reached an understanding. But the problem is, everyone is aware of Dream's tendency to be alone, in the dangerous forest, with only his huntsman for company, and someone (Night? Time? Desire?) gets Hob alone and asks/bribes/orders him to kill Dream next time they go out hunting.

Hob does not want to do this. Obviously. But the person who ordered him to do it is literally royalty and could have him painfully executed if he doesn't. Not to mention that he has no idea how deep the conspiracy against Dream goes, if there's anyone else in the palace he can trust to help, who'd go running straight to Dream's enemies if they caught him making plans. But he can at least warn Dream, right? Maybe come up with some sort of plan to fake Dream's death and get him to safety.

So the next time Dream goes hunting, as soon as they're far enough from the palace, Hob tells Dream that his father ordered him to ensure that Dream didn't come home from this little excursion.

Dream, obviously, assumes that this is the prelude to Hob stabbing him, punches him in the face, and runs. Hob is left going "Wait! Come back! I said that really badly! I meant it as a warning, I want to help you!"

He chases after Dream, but between the punch and the fact that Dream has some level of magic powers over his namesake- either he made Hob hallucinate or put him to sleep for a bit- Hob isn't able to catch him. He panics for a bit, but he figures at this point the only thing he can do is feed Dream's enemies as much misinformation as possible. So he goes back to the palace and tells Time-or-whoever that he killed Dream and left the body in the woods, giving the completely wrong direction so that when/if someone goes searching for Dream's body they don't find him.

Now, obviously Time doesn't fully believe that Hob went through with it and killed Dream, especially since there's no body. But the fact that Hob's nose is fully broken helps sell the story, at least for a couple of days. Hob spends those days trying to figure out a way to sneak out of the palace- he doesn't want to be executed, but also, if it's at all possible, he wants to make sure Dream got away. (And as long as he's daydreaming, he'd like a chance to apologize.)

He gets his chance when Death tries to kill him for killing her little brother. Unlike Dream, she actually gives Hob the chance to explain, and when he does, she helps him sneak out (under strict orders that he find Dream).

Hob is much happier to obey those.

Meanwhile, Dream has found shelter with a group of raven shapeshifters living in the woods (definitely Matthew, Jessamy, and Lucienne, maybe include other Dreaming residents to make seven). He is much happier being Dream, who lives in the woods and writes stories, than he was being Dream, prince who is hated to the point of assassination attempts. He's maybe making a little money granting people restful sleep and good dreams using his powers. He misses Hob, though. With some distance from the utter betrayal and terror of the moment Hob said he'd been sent to kill him, he's beginning to wonder if he hadn't overreacted, maybe just a smidge. But that's all tied up in and complicated by the fact that he's also beginning to realize he was probably in love with Hob, and he's not sure he can trust any of what he feels about him.

Unfortunately, the king of the neighboring kingdom, Roderick Burgess, hears about a powerful magic user living in the woods and decides to take that power for himself.

Double-unfortunately, Time realizes Dream is alive and sends one of Dream's former bodyguards, the Corinthian, to kill him. Dream's able to fight him off, but he's exhausted to the point of his powers turning on him and putting him into a coma, and that's when Burgess swoops in and captures him.

Dream is caught in a strange, deathlike sleep, making him mostly useless to Burgess. But having him nearby means that everyone around him sleeps peacefully, and occasionally has prophetic dreams, and Burgess is doing the same 'I'll force him to work for me' thing he does in canon except the logic is 'one day I'll figure out how to wake him up (and force him to work for me), and/or how to actively use his powers while he's still asleep.'

So Burgess has a glass coffin built for Dream, and seals him inside.

Back with Hob, he's spent most of this time on the run from Dream's enemies, unable to actively look for Dream, and slowly going mad with worry over what might have happened to him. He's also slowly, painfully come to realize that the feelings he'd felt for Dream were a little closer to 'love' than 'friendship'. It is a bad time. But eventually he hears rumors about Roderick Burgess, who 'rescued' a comatose prince from the woods and is offering a reward to anyone who can wake him up.

Hob goes chasing after these rumors- Dream showing up alive took a lot of the heat off him- eventually ends up in Burgess' kingdom, and decides to try his hand at waking up Coma Prince. Worst case scenario, it's not Dream. Best case scenario, it's Dream, he's able to rescue him and explain, and- well. Dream will go off and do whatever it is he wants to do, and maybe he and Hob can be friends.

(Hob doesn't let himself hope for anything more, any sort of soft little happily-ever-after.)

But for all that Roderick is pretending to have rescued Dream out of the goodness of his heart, Hob steps one foot into the room with the glass coffin and is immediately aware that isn't the case. He doesn't know much about magic, aside from the couple of times Dream showed off his powers for him. But it's not exactly difficult to spot that the glass coffin, and all the magic circles surrounding it, are somehow vampirically feeding off of Dream, and even though he only understands every third word of the larger explanation he's given, it's more than enough to confirm his suspicions. Burgess' fellow mages give Hob the tour of the apparatus, snickering among themselves because clearly this idiot won't be able to do anything magical that they couldn't. Hob nods along and plays up the 'idiot peasant with delusions of grandeur' vibe right up until everyone has stepped back to see what he'll do.

And then he drags his heel straight down the middle of the largest circle of runes, sending the spell completely haywire.

The backlash of the spell collapsing causes Roderick and his mages to pass out, and gives Hob time to smash open the glass coffin and get Dream away from all the spell circles.

But Dream doesn't wake up, even as the spell collapses. Just remains in Hob's arms, cool and lifeless.

Hob is not about to let it end like that. Sure, none of the most talented mages in the land had been able to wake Dream, but none of them tried getting him out of the stupid coffin, first, so Hob's clearly a step ahead of them already.

He sneaks out of Roderick's palace, carrying Dream, while Roderick and his servants are asleep. Gets him to relative safety (with the help of Jessamy, who'd been waiting for a chance to break Dream out and jumped in to help the moment Hob started breaking things).

And Dream's still in the weird death-trance but he isn't dead. Hob's sure of it. It might be wishful thinking but he swears Dream looks a little better now that they're away from Roderick's palace- a little more color in his cheeks, the faintest, threadiest suggestion of a pulse when Hob feels for one.

So Hob keeps a vigil at Dream's bedside that night, but eventually exhaustion causes him to drift off to sleep.

When he does, Dream is waiting for him.

"You need not have come to my defense," he says, staring at Hob suspiciously.

"Yes, I did," Hob tells him. "You're my friend. Of course I did."

Dream sizes him up for a long while. He's powerful enough, in this dreamscape, to tell that Hob genuinely means what he's saying. It takes a long time for him to decide it might be worth it to tell Hob how to shock him out of the dream he's trapped in (by fulfilling one of his most treasured dreams), but finally, he says, "You might be able to wake me up."

Hob's immediately like "Yes of course how whatever you need."

"Kiss me," Dream says, and then, while Hob is still trying to process that, "This dream is over."

And Hob wakes up.

And yeah, a good part of him dismisses the dream as some extremely strange wish-fulfillment fantasy. But it had seemed so real.

So, with the extremely romantic thought, alright it's worth a shot, Hob leans forward and kisses Dream.

Almost immediately, there's a little shiver of breath against his lips, and when he pulls away, Dream is blinking sleepily up at him.

Hob immediately pulls Dream into a hug, and by the time Dream is actually, fully conscious, Hob is sitting in the bed with him, supporting him with an arm around his shoulders, fussing over him just the tiniest bit frantically.

And Dream, eventually, manages to explain why Hob kissing him awake worked, which means that OBVIOUSLY Hob needs to kiss him some more.

(And they both get a soft little happily-ever-after)

#dreamling #my fic #yes i thought of this after seeing that one art that the artist said had snow white vibes #but i can no longer find it to link

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sleepyghostuwu · 25 days

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Aventurine Headcanons: Working with him

(A/N) Just some goofy ahh headcanons I made for our goofy ahh gambler because I like him very much (I'm patiently waiting and saving up for his banner). These can be viewed from both a platonic and a romantic POV ;) Enjoy~!

Cw: Alcohol and gambling mentions, subtle spoilers to his backstory from HSR 2.1

First off, you're going to have one heck of a ride with this man

He's very snarky, so brace yourself for a hellish amount of attitude every time you interact with him for any purpose. It can and will get to the point that you actually start complaining about him at least once to your other friends and colleagues during breaks or even work itself.

Aeons forbid if aforementioned friends and colleagues counter your complaints with the argument that he's very handsome. As if being devilishly good-looking and charismatic is going to excuse his sass (Unfortunately, it does).

He can't help but chuckle whenever he finds out that you've been grumbling about him to pretty much the entire workplace. Not even the innocent janitors and cafe baristas are spared from your rants.

He also has a bad tendency to eavesdrop on your conversations whenever given the chance, solely for his entertainment.

He finds it amusing to "just so happen to pass by" when you're talking about anything (including your complaints about him messing with you), even more so when he decides to interject into the conversation when you finish talking, giving you a nasty surprise in the process.

"...I just can't stand having him around anymore!" Aventurine, who has been listening for the past 20 minutes: "Oh no, how awful of him." "SHUT UP, YOU KNOW WHAT YOU DID!"

Even when his sass continues to show itself to you, once the both of you get used to working together and get more acquainted with each other, you may even end up getting along with him pretty well, much to the surprise of both of you. Before you know it, when the time comes, the both of you are now good friends with each other.

If you think simply working with him in the same workplace is bad enough of an experience, imagine earning his friendship and unlocking a newer level of shenanigans he's about to pull off before you while you're at it.

Being more open to your company, Aventurine will make it a habit to drag you to the casino and bar after working hours to spend time with you.

You initially protest against his seemingly unhealthy obsession with gambling and alcohol, and often question out loud how his life is still put together, much to his amusement. As time passed, your nagging ceased, but of course, you still express concern towards that aspect of him.

He eagerly teaches you how to gamble your fortunes skillfully whenever you join him at the casino, but he only allows you three tries when it comes to playing around with the the assortment of gambling machines there, claiming that you were not ready to push your luck as far as he did with his.

He treats you to lots of drinks too. Being a regular at the bar, sometimes he boasts about having you as his companion to the bartender and the other patrons, much to your initial embarrassment.

He also makes outrightly crude jokes about colleagues he has beef with, after which you either burst out in boisterous laughter from the drinks and the same sense of humour, or you stare at him in disbelief and horror as you wonder if the both of you would be sued for his reckless remarks in public.

Sometimes you have to make Aventurine aware of his own alcohol tolerance as he downs one drink after another, even having to request a simple cup of soda for him to help him stay alert.

There are also times where he gets so wasted that you practically had to drag him home with you (you did not have his address) and leave him in a spare room for him to stay the night until he sobered up, something that he silently appreciates you for. In return, he genuinely tries to make work easier for you and tones down his attitude just a teeny bit as a way of showing his gratitude.

Needless to say, having you look out for him is a big win, both for you and the man himself.

If you've managed to reach this part of your relations with Aventurine, congratulations. You've hit the jackpot.

As the both of you spend more time together, bantering during working hours and (almost) getting financially and physically wasted at the casino bar every now and then, Aventurine slowly displays a starkly contrasting side of his flamboyant self.

While your initial outings with him were merely restricted to the casino bar, he gradually begins bringing you around a variety of places, most of which were noticeably quieter than what you thought was his taste.

Heck, he even brought you to the library once to read together with you, and you had trouble figuring out whether this was actually Aventurine you were going out with and not some quiet impostor from work who decided to steal you away after work.

That being said, you eventually find out that Aventurine has a much softer side of him that he has been keeping in the dark, one that he finally decided that he felt safe sharing with you.

You also find out that he likes drawing as a hobby and is surprisingly good at it, though most of the time he makes Gepard-skill level of doodles of his colleagues and higher-ups out of spite.

You joke once about sending those doodles to their respective art subjects as gifts, and when an amused Aventurine agrees, you honestly can't tell if he was playing along or seriously considering your suggestion.

Having grown closer to him, you also can't help but suddenly feel more curious about who he is, not as the extravagant and sometimes obnoxious member of the Ten Stonehearts of the IPC, but rather as a person, whatever his real name may be.

You asked him about the barcode-like tattoo on his neck once, though from the way he tensed up at your question, you decided that this man (unsurprisingly) had some walls up, and for now, it was not yours to break through by force.

On the bright side, at least you know him a lot better compared to most people around him. For Aventurine, that will be more than enough...for now.

#hsr #hsr x reader #hsr x you #hsr x y/n #honkai star rail #hsr aventurine x reader #aventurine x reader #aventurine #hsr aventurine #hsr headcanons #aventurine headcanons #platonic #romantic #like i said. both works ;)

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onlyjaeyun · 11 months

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Usually the walk from his own apartment to yours isn't longer than a minute, which comes with the benefit of living on the exact opposite side of the hallway, yet this time it feels like it's taking him actual hours to get to your door.

Jake's heart is pounding against his rib cage with such vigour, he's actually convinced it's skipping two beats at a time.

Ever since you suggested going out for lunch together as a way of him repaying you for everything you've done for them so far, Jaeyun simply hasn't stopped thinking about it.

To be fair, there have been very few moments where you didn't spend a good amount of time in his thoughts, which is why he's so confused as to why this friendly lunch is getting to him the way it is.

He knows it's not a date.

But – as ridiculous as it may sound – he can't stop himself from pretending it to be one.

It's definitely wishful thinking but not something he's gonna take away from himself after forcing himself to stay away from you as a eesult of his own misconceptions.

At the end of the day the young parent is just happy to have you to himself for a little while, even if it's just in a friendship way. Jaeyun enjoys your company, likes the sound of your voice and the way you get all excited when you're telling a random story. He could actually spend hours just listening to you and he knows he wouldn't ever grow bored or get distracted.

There's definitely a tiny bit of hope in the back of his head, which makes all of this a little more bearable and distracts him from your actual lack of interest in something more than being his friend and neighbor.

And just as usual, Jake seems so lost in his thoughts about you, he barely realises he's made it to your door after what felt like an eternity and before his brain can process his body's movement, he gently knocks on your door.

To his surprise, you don't miss a single beat to swing the door open and reveal yourself to his hungry eyes, which easily manages to overwhelm him in the best way possible.

Jake shyly lets his eyes roam your face first, takes a quick look down your body to take in the sight of your cute outfit which he thought he had prepared himself for, only to realise he miserably failed that attempt.

"Hey", you say and shoot him a soft smile and adjust your bag on your shoulder as you wait for the older Sim brother to basically just do something.

"You're so pretty", he suddenly breathes and lets his eyes find yours again, only for his face to heat up the moment his brain processes what had just happened.

"Oh, my God", this time his voice is a whisper as the realisation of his compliment brutally hits him.

You'd be lying if you said you didn't feel your tummy jump in excitement in response to his words and the sweet look of adoration in his puppy eyes, however you're quick ti compose yourself in fear of Jaeyun reading your body language.

You don't stop yourself from genuinely enjoying his reaction but you're still too afraid to make things too obvious, not knowing if your own wishful thinking is the reason behind your interpretation of anything he does.

Maybe he's just being nice and you're reading too much into things, so to save yourself from any sort of heartbreak, you decide to keep your excitement to yourself.

"Thank you, Jae", is the only thing you say in response before you move to stand next to him in front of your door to close and lock it behind you.

You wait a good minute for him to react to your words only for Jake to let out a loud sigh followed by a shy "sorry" as he follows you to the elevator.

It doesn't take long for it to arrive at your floor yet the tension between the two of you seems to double in thickness in those few moments and this is where you realise that this is actually the first time you're alone with him.

And as exciting it is, you can't help but get awkward at the silence between the two of you.

You wordlessly step into the elevator and calmly watch the doors close, which is the moment you decide to break the ice.

"This one time in elementary school I threw up when a boy told me he wanted to hold my hand because he was known for not washing his hands after using the bathroom", you casually tell him, leaning against the cold wall of the elevator as you subtly take in how good he looks in his outfit.

His dark hair is slicked back, whereas a single strand has made its way out and is perfectly falling into his forehead.

You calmly watch the way Jake runs one of his pretty hands through his thick hair and starts chuckling once he finally lets go of the tension in his body.

You're quick to join in on his laughter since you simply can'f stop yourself from smiling anyway.

"That's as sad as it is amusing, little man probably just wanted some attention", Jaeyun laughs, crosses his arms over his chest and finally meets your gaze again, yet this time you physically can't stop yourself from getting flustered.

You've never seen a man as attractive as Sim Jaeyun; the way he carries and presents himself, his bright smile, his pretty eyes and those god forsaken lips. Every time his tongue runs over the soft flesh, you feel yourself falling a little bit further into your delusional thoughts.

"Well, I was definitely not the one to give him that", you add with a big smile and wait for Jake to just please speak some more, as his voice never fails to calm you down.

As the two of you leave your apartment building, Jake doesn't really say much and you can't really tell if it's because he feels uncomfortable or because he simply doesn't know what to say.

For some reason, however, you're determined to find out more about the older brother and try to think of topics to question him about.

"Tell me about your life in Australia", you ask calmly and look up at him, your breath hitches in your throat the second you're met with his soft gaze and you feel a wave of heat rush through your veins.

Jaeyun seems slightly overwhelmed by your request, yet you can tell how excited it's gotten him from the way his lips stretch into a smile.

And that's when he starts talking about how he felt moving from Southkorea to Australia at the age of nine, the one time in middle school when he cried because of how much he missed the authentic food from his home country and his relationship to his parents, who never once regretted their choice to move away.

He doesn't stop talking until the two of you sit down at one of your favorite little places to eat lunch at, yet quickly continuing once the waiter has taken your orders.

To your genuine surprise, the young man isn't hesitant to talk about his parents, actually seems to find comfort and happiness in their memories, as he goes on to talk about his relationship to each of them before the conversation falls to the topic of Seyun.

"You can probably imagine how shocked my parents were when they found out about the pregnancy", he chuckles and takes a sip from his drink, nervously playing with his necklace, "but despite the first initial shock, we were all so excited to finally meet him. My mom kept talking about how she can't wait to...do all the things she's done with us with Seyun."

All of a sudden the air thickens again and you're left with the bit of oxygen in your lungs, as the knot in your throat makes the whole process of breathing even harder. You wordlessly watch Jake shift his gaze outside the big window you two were sitting at, losing himself in a thought unknown to you, until he lets out a soft sigh and returns back to the conversation.

"I'm sorry", he begins and leaves you confused, "I don't mean to bring the mood down whenever I talk about my parents. It's just a little difficult for me to not get sad mid-sentence."

As your brain processes his words, your eyes widen, brows shoot up and quickly start shaking your head to let him know your response before actually using your words.

The urge to make him feel as safe and comfortable as he is doing with you suddenly overwhelms you and without missing a beat, you reach the table and gently place your hand over his.

"Please don't ever apologize for talking about your parents", you begin and look at him with genuineness gleaming in your eyes, "it means a lot to me that you feel comfortable enough to talk to me about them. I can't even imagine the heartbreak you're still experiencing, and since I can't really do anything to help, I'm more than glad to listen. You don't bring the mood down at all, Jaeyun, you could never."

You have no idea how much time passes where he just looks at you with his big puppy eyes, usually so sharp features completely softened and his plump bottom lip firmly tugged between his teeth as he so obviously tries to stop himself from tearing up.

Jaeyun feels a huge burden being lifted from his shoulders as soon as your words reach his brain and he can't help but wrap his fingers around your oretty hand and slightly tightening his grip.

"Thank you so much, Y/N", he whispers and shoots you a tiny smile, "you have no idea what this means to me. You always just...know what to say to make me calm down."

In that particular moment the whole world comes to a stop and it's only the two of you, hidden behind a bubble of comfort and security.

And it's those words which make you realise that your silly little crush has started turning into something a lot more and despite the jolt of fear hitting your chest, you push every doubt and worry into the very back of your head and focus on him, and him only.

Only when the waiter places your orders on the table do you let go of his hand and instantly feel a certain type of coldness hit you, yet the conversation continues just as before.

You talk about growing up in the suburbs of Busan, why you decided to move to Seoul once you hit eighteen and even tell him about your family. Jaeyun never once interrupts you, calmly listens and munches on his little sandwich and almost chokes when you randomly start telling him a few of your rather embarrassing stories.

To say the two of you gain a lot of stares from the people around you would be an understatement but you can't find it in you to actually care, too focused on the handsome man in front of you.

You don't even realise how time passes by until Jaeyun points it out and the two of you get going to pick Seyun up from his daycare.

Every now and then Jaeyun shyly places his hand on your lower back to help you pass other people without bumping into them, his gentle touches easily driving you crazy and every time his hand grazes your as the two of yoj walk next to each other, you can barely resist the urge to reach for him.

"Yunie's gonna be over the moon when he sees you", Jake chuckles and holds the door to the daycare open for you before he quickly follows you inside and subconsciously lets his hand find its way to your back again.

"Honestly I'm just as excited", you reply and try your best to hide how flustered you are from the jolts of heat his touches send through your body each time.

Jaeyun doesn't even realise he's doing it and painfully unaware of your reactions, yet you're actually happy about it. You don't want him to stop but you also don't want him to take notice of your current emotional state.

As soon as the two of you come to stand at the entrance, four young teachers come out of the playrooms, huge smiles lingering on their faces as they politely greet you both.

"I hope everything went well today", Jaeyun says calmly and shoots the teachers a smile back before he suddenly reaches for your hand and actually intertwines your fingers with his.

You almost audibly gasp in reaction yet manage to remain completely silent to your own surprise.

Jaeyun has never failed to leave you speechless, but this is definitely nothing you could have ever expected.

Of course you don't move out of his touch, too mesmerized by just how good and right it feels to hold his hand. His rings are cold against your hot skin and you can't help but think of all the other places on your body you want him to touch.

"Seyun did really good today, Sir", one of the teachers replies and for others it might be subtle yet you clearly see the way her smile drops as soon as she discovers your hands.

"He ate his lunch and didn't wake up during nap time the way he usually does, kept talking about pick up time and told us about how his Noona's gonna be there too today", the other teachers takes over and her smile seems actually genuine, so you quickly shoot her one back, chuckling at the thought of your little friend's excitement.

"That's great", Jaeyun says and looks at you, which is when you notice the light brush tinting the appless of his cheeks in the sweetest shades of pink and letting you know how much this is effecting him as well.

"This is Y/N", he suddenly begins and introduces you to the teachers, "the Noona Yunie talked about and uhm – my girlfriend."

The four young women start nodding and greeting you yet again, whereas your brain is way too fogged up from the sound of Jaeyun's words saying the words you've been too aftaid to even think of. You know he's just pretending but for now you stop yourself from the realisation.

Unfortunately destiny won't let you enjoy this for too long as Seyun's loud call to the both of you fills the daycare and Jake lets go of your hand to scrounge down to be on eyelevel with his brother.

The younger one is quick to throw his arms around the neck of the young parent, giggling and squeaking in excitement before he looks up at you with nothing but pure happiness in his pretty eyes.

"You actually came, Noona!" His cheer warms your heart in the most perfect way possible and without missing a beat you pull him into your arms and join in on his chuckles.

"Of course, handsome", you smile and give him a quick kiss on the cheek before you push his messy curls out of his face and love the way he moves further into your touch, "I wouldn't miss this opportunity in any lifetime!"

You hear Jaeyun talking to the teachers as you help Seyun to put his jacket on and then say your goodbyes to everyone before the three of you leave the daycare again.

Just as promised the night prior, Jaeyun stops at a random food stand to get his brother some rice cakes on a stick with his favorite sauce as well as a candied apple and some ice cream as you head to the playground to make the most of the nice weather.

"I'm happy", Seyun suddenly says when you come to sit down at the bench closest to the swings where Jake's been busy pushing his younger brother.

"This is the best day ever", he then adds and chuckles at you, just to turn to his Hyung and mumble the sweetest "thank you, Yunie Hyung, you're the best."

And for a short moment you can actually see this being the future you've never dared to imagine and when your gaze meets Jaeyun's, it feels like he's actually thinking the exact same thing as you, and again, nothing but shy glances are being exchanged because words wouldn't do this moment justice.

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everyonewooeverywhere · 1 month

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Hey babes! Throwing this in here for u, how would ateez react to running into their childhood best friend (who they may or may not have had a crush on...) by chance after several years of separation?

(Sorry that's so specific hshsgdjsv)

~lyra

hey lovely 💗

this was really cute!!

hongjoong pretends he doesn't see you at first because he isn’t sure if you’d recognize him. but you do (obviously), and you wave him down from the other side of the coffee shop (why does it always come back to a coffee shop with us?). the two off you spend a couple hours chatting and catching up. he gives you his phone number before you go, so he can keep in contact with you. he’s secretly hopeful for a possible chance with you, but he doesn’t want to get his hopes up.

seonghwa is really happy to see you. like so happy to see you that he hugs you upon greeting you. he thinks maybe he’s over-stepped, but you reassure him that it’s fine. you chat for a good while before you realize you have to go back to work and you’re already late. you leave in such a rush that you don’t give him anyway to contact him. he panics and is really sad for the remainder of the day before someone reminds him that this is the 21st century, and he could just look for your instagram. which he finds. crisis averted.

you and yunho were really good friends in elementary school. you would commute to school together on account of you being next door neighbors and your parents wanted to make sure you weren’t walking alone (so they made sure you two walked together). unfortunately for him, though, you moved away at the start of middle school. so it’s incredibly nostalgic for him to run into you. you remind him of a simpler time in his life. the two of you walk around the streets of seoul for old-times sake. leave him with your number hoping he’ll reach out. he does. actually, he texted you making plans 15 minutes after you’d walked away.

you’re the one who recognizes yeosang, and you stare at him for a good minute before he turns around to match your stare. immediately, you both recognize each other. he’s genuinely shocked to see you. and he cannot get over how attractive you’d gotten over the years. in fact, that’s pretty much all he can focus on as he tries to talk with you. you notice this of course and are quick to tease him about it. he takes it in good faith though. laughing with you while he hopes that maybe you feel the same giddiness that he feels over the change of rekindling your friendship.

when san saw you sitting by the river, he thought he was seeing things, but then you caught him staring at you and recognized him immediately. he was very enthusiastic about asking how you’d been. he even asked about your family and wants to know if they are doing well. he asked if you’ll join him on his walk (and you do of course). you both spend so much time talking and walking before he realized that you guys’ had walked further than he meant. you’d ended up at a little ice cream stand though, so you stay there and talk for a long time.

middle school had been pretty hard for you and mingi, so it was kind of inevitable that you two had grown so close so quickly. when he saw you while out shopping, he (very loudly) shouted your name across the store. more out of shock than anything. he hugged you and expressed how good it was to see you and how good you looked. the two of you shopped around together before going your separate ways, but you made plans to see each other soon.

seeing you again reignites something in wooyoung. he 1000% had a crush on you when you were younger, and you 1000% knew it because he was obvious as fuck about it. and of course when you lost touch after middle school he thought he was over it, but running into you again while visiting his family made him realize that he 1000% was not over you. maybe he tries to be more subtle about it this time, but you definitely catch on. he’s thrilled, though, when you ask him if he’d like to join you for dinner.

for jongho, seeing you after all these years was kind of therapeutic for him. you had moved away out of nowhere without a chance to say goodbye. so running into you was kind of like closure on that part of his life. that didn’t mean he didn’t want to see you again though. he made sure to make it clear that he wanted to see you again. even giving you a little side hug and giving you his number.

#⋆.ೃ࿔*✉️:･ lyra #⋆.ೃ࿔*✉️:･ requests (thoughts)#ateez x reader #ateez senarios #ateez imagines #hongjoong x reader #seonghwa x reader #yunho x reader #yeosang x reader #san x reader #mingi x reader #wooyoung x reader #jongho x reader

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soopersara · 10 months

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Recently, I've pondering Book 2 and 3 of ATLA, and I reached a conclusion that surprised me a little.

Specifically, this: Zuko would have been very unlikely to join Team Avatar if not for Katara.

Now I'm not saying that Zuko had a secret crush on her or anything. As much fun as that concept can be to explore in fics, I don't love the idea of Zuko's redemption being motivated by romantic interest, and his canonical arc is clearly driven by his own evolving understanding of the world and the morals that come along with that understanding. Still, if you cut out his interactions with Katara, especially in the crystal catacombs, I just don't see him ever taking that last step to turn against his father and join Team Avatar. He would have been discontented in the Fire Nation, sure. Spending a few years away from home with a guardian who genuinely cared about and protected him could easily push him that far all on its own. He might have become disillusioned enough with the Fire Nation and its role in the war to run away too. Zuko spent enough time in the Earth Kingdom, learning about the people and their suffering, to have doubts and regrets when he finally learned about Ozai's true plans.

But without Katara reaching out to him in the crystal catacombs (or more accurately, Zuko reaching out to sympathize with Katara, and Katara reciprocating), I'm not convinced that he would have considered his future or his place in the world enough to go farther than that. To leave and to join the enemy. And even if he had considered joining Team Avatar, I'm not convinced that he would have thought he had a chance of being accepted if he hadn't shared that moment in the crystal catacombs with Katara.

I mean... sure, Aang sort of reached out to Zuko way back in Book 1. But even leaving aside the fact that that was one moment several months before Zuko finally left home (and an offer that brief and that old is probably shaky at best), it wasn't an offer of friendship in quite the same way that Katara's kindness was. What Aang said to Zuko was:

You know what the worst part of being born over a hundred years ago is? I miss all the friends I used to hang out with. Before the war started, I used to always visit my friend Kuzon. The two of us, we'd get in and out of so much trouble together. He was one of the best friends I ever had, and he was from the Fire Nation, just like you. If we knew each other back then, do you think we could have been friends, too?

"If we knew each other back then, do you think we could have been friends, too?"

It's a hypothetical question. Aang is thinking back to a time before the war, to the people he knew in the Fire Nation an entire lifetime ago, and trying to imagine where Zuko might have fit into that time and those relationships. He doesn't reach out a hand to directly offer Zuko a friendship in the present (and frankly, it wouldn't make sense in the moment if he had), nor does he ever make another offer of friendship until after Zuko actually joins the team. Every encounter between Zuko and Aang from The Blue Spirit on through The Western Air Temple is either a) a fight, b) Aang sparing Zuko's life while Zuko is unconscious (and therefore unable to see the kind gesture and interpret it as an offer of friendship), c) unwilling cooperation against a common enemy, or d) ... That Face that Aang makes at Zuko after interrupting him and Katara in the crystal catacombs.

Maybe it's just me, but... none of those interactions exactly set up a strong foundation for a future friendship, or even a future alliance. If Aang's old "offer of friendship" was all Zuko had to go on, then joining Team Avatar would have been a long shot. An extremely long shot.

By contrast, Katara bares her heart to Zuko and, at least in the moment, makes it clear that her kindness is deliberate. They've fought against one another time after time, they've been unwilling allies in the fight against Azula, and they've had some... generally antagonistic face-to-face interactions as well. But even after all of that, Katara offers to heal Iroh with very little hesitation in The Chase, then offers compassion to Zuko himself in The Crossroads of Destiny. She openly shows Zuko that there's a chance for him, and even when he turns against her in CoD, her angry dialogue still reflects the fact that she thinks he can be better. That she wants and expects him to be better. "I thought you had changed" isn't just anger, it's also a sign that her trust and kindness in the catacombs was genuine.

It's a sign to Zuko that if he can become the person who Katara thought he was for those few minutes in the caverns beneath Ba Sing Se, he might be able to prove himself worthy of that same trust and kindness again. And once Zuko has finally had enough of living under his father's thumb, of sitting silent on the sidelines while the world burns around him, once he leaves his old life behind for good, it's the beacon that draws him onward into a new life and a new purpose.

I can't claim to know exactly what would have happened if Zuko had never shared those pre-redemption moments with Katara. I'm just one random fic writer in a quiet corner of the internet, but I don't think it's unreasonable to say that her kindness to him in Book 2 made his decision easier. Without Katara, Zuko still might have left the Fire Nation behind. He still might have told off his father and tried to rescue Iroh from prison during the eclipse, but that doesn't necessarily mean that his next step would have been to run off to the Western Air Temple and offer himself up as a teacher.

Without Katara, Zuko might have fallen into the cracks in between the Fire Nation and Team Avatar. He might have become a different type of dissenter - maybe a less obtrusive one, like Piandao or Jeong Jeong, or he might have fallen back into his vigilante persona. He might have gone searching for his mother while the war kept raging on the other side of the ocean, or he might have tried to settle down into the type of quiet life that Iroh wanted for them both in Ba Sing Se. But regardless of what choice Zuko would have made, I think it would have been much harder for him to choose Team Avatar if he hadn't had Katara's voice in the back of his mind, telling him that he could be better, and that if he was, he might have a place with her and her friends.

Ship them or not, Zuko and Katara had an incredible bond that shaped a lot of the show. And while I'm not exactly on Team 'Zuko had a secret crush on Katara from the beginning' because of what it can do to his character arc if it's not handled carefully, I think I just found myself squarely on Team 'Zuko changed because it was right, and Katara opened the door for everything that came after.'

#zutara #not necessarily romantic in this post #but you know how the fandom is #atla meta #zutara meta #zuko #katara

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-╰──╮FREMINET BF HEADCANONS ╭──╯-

Freminet x GN!Reader

˗ˏˋ꒰ 🤍 ꒱ when he first met you he wasn't expecting that you both would end up being in more contact

˗ˏˋ꒰ 🤍 ꒱ yk, since people usually ask him for favors or about his siblings. But you actually asked him what the feeling of diving in the depths of Fontaine feels like.

˗ˏˋ꒰ 🤍 ꒱ I mean yes he was hella surprised that you have an actual genuine interest in this. It was much easier to keep up the conversation with you, it felt so light and easy. Time flew by so fast that Pers had to remind him that he needs to get home

˗ˏˋ꒰ 🤍 ꒱ oh and you obviously also asked him about Pers and all the other fascinating machines he build

˗ˏˋ꒰ 🤍 ꒱ Freminet usually doesn't needs to be seen by others. Hes perfectly fine with being alone, most of the time. He has the ocean, his siblings and Pers and thats all he'll ever need. That's what he thought at least

˗ˏˋ꒰ 🤍 ꒱ telling you goodbye felt strange, he didn't wanted to actually go although he knew he had to. You told him you'll meet again soon you promised yourself this

˗ˏˋ꒰ 🤍 ꒱ at home he felt guilty, all he did was talk about him and not about you. He felt awfully unpolite. But it felt good having someone actually listen to you, someone who actually hears him

˗ˏˋ꒰ 🤍 ꒱ so yeah, this is how you guys met, and when we skip over the awkward parts where both of you got closer, into a friendship and finally to the day where he confesses his feelings it was around 4 months

˗ˏˋ꒰ 🤍 ꒱ his confession you ask? Well easy, you both discovered this new but small underwater cave, you could actually breath in this one just fine and it had all those beautiful shell's plastered over the walls. Both of you were so drawn to these shells you spend quite some time in there just looking at and collecting them

˗ˏˋ꒰ 🤍 ꒱ and that was when he realized how great it is to have you around. Without you he would just be happy he discovered something new, take one or two shells, spend some time in there and then go back up. But with you, he actually has someone to talk to and discover new things together, not only discover the ocean but also discover friendship or in this case also, love.

˗ˏˋ꒰ 🤍 ꒱ and his first one too omg

˗ˏˋ꒰ 🤍 ꒱ he was so confused when he first got his heart rate up trough the roof when you held his hand in a water turbulence. When he got home that day he asked Lynette about it, cause asking lyney would end in a disaster.

˗ˏˋ꒰ 🤍 ꒱ "Simply put, you fell in love" she said while taking a sip out of her cup. "Oh", what a boring reaction coming form the guy who sits there wide eyed with red dusted cheeks

˗ˏˋ꒰ 🤍 ꒱ felt pretty dumb ngl, like he reads all those fairytale books and in every single one is romance. And yes he did squeal once or twice whole reading. And since he only knows this type of love, the hopless forever together one, he takes reference from these books

˗ˏˋ꒰ 🤍 ꒱ he did practice and all but putting it into action is....complicated. those new emotions are kinda in his way and he got no idea how to handle them well

˗ˏˋ꒰ 🤍 ꒱ Lynette obviously did had pity with him and helped him around. She at least made him understand his feelings and for once he talked about those new found emotions openly.

˗ˏˋ꒰ 🤍 ꒱ you really make a change on this shy guy, good job. Now you just need to accept his confession and you're done!

˗ˏˋ꒰ 🤍 ꒱ so here he is, fumbling with his fingers while trying to not stumble out his favorite lines of the princes he read about. The mix was definitely, interesting? Some words you knew some words you didn't but you got the idea behind it

˗ˏˋ꒰ 🤍 ꒱ all you could do was also awkwardly stand around looking at him with both excitement and pure nervousness. Awwww look at two socially awkward beans being in love

˗ˏˋ꒰ 🤍 ꒱ Lyney would definitely take a picture if he was there rn for the family album just to tell you guys in a few years when you're still together that "he was definitely right and he told you guys so"

˗ˏˋ꒰ 🤍 ꒱ good thing Freminet actually didn't tell him anything cause that chaos would be something for sure

˗ˏˋ꒰ 🤍 ꒱ at the end of the confession he gave you a romaritime flower. Yes, in Fontaine rainbow roses mean love, but this is Freminet, Romaritime flowers are his sign of love and appreciation

˗ˏˋ꒰ 🤍 ꒱ you accepted both the flower and his confession by telling him you feel the same and yeah...awkward again like wtf do people do after a confession??? He didn't know, you didn't know, you both just got back up and you hugged him (he was the more awkward one ngl) and asked if a 'date' tomorrow would be ok. Ya'll just meet at your house and get to a Cafe like basic shit yk

˗ˏˋ꒰ 🤍 ꒱ AND NOW FINALLY THE BF HDCS

˗ˏˋ꒰ 🤍 ꒱ in the beginning both of you were shy and awkward, he more than you ngl

˗ˏˋ꒰ 🤍 ꒱ ok so, doesn’t matter where you go, Pers is always with you guys and how can you complain hes the absolute cutest. You'll always hold him and even talk to him and he makes cute noises back at you. This all just warms freminets heart seeing you both get along so well

˗ˏˋ꒰ 🤍 ꒱ dates are mostly spend in the ocean, but not always underwater sometimes you both just swim and have fun. Like playing with the otters or relaxing.

˗ˏˋ꒰ 🤍 ꒱ and now he also finally told Lyney about it to and he was devastated. "How could you not tell your dear big brother about all of this?! You broke my heart, why would you do this" hes literally clutching his chest dramatically. "This is exactly the reason" - Lynette

˗ˏˋ꒰ 🤍 ꒱ but I don't wanna portrait Lyney as absolutely obnoxious. Hes is obviously happy for his brother and very proud he stepped out of his comfort zone to discover new things and emotions and he's so glad you have the patience for all of this. He was nervous and worried at first but he trusts you like no one else and will help if you ever need it. So will Lynette

˗ˏˋ꒰ 🤍 ꒱ Freminet just looks at you apologetic, boy cringes when Lyney is acting wild-

˗ˏˋ꒰ 🤍 ꒱ Hes also now working on a little project for you. Wanting to build you your own little Pers. Obviously inspired by your favorite animal may it be a horse, elephant or rat. He doesn't cares he will take his time to build you something you will hopefully adore just as much he adores Pers

˗ˏˋ꒰ 🤍 ꒱ whenever 'father' makes him cry, or any other situation, the first he does is look for you before he lets all those tears fall. Ans those tears are not only because of the current problem, also because of his fear of your rejection when you find out what secret he hides

˗ˏˋ꒰ 🤍 ꒱ he wishes to tell you, but he can't, yet. It's so complicated and hard coming up with the right words that may change everything entirely or not

˗ˏˋ꒰ 🤍 ꒱ ok--away from all the sad stuff for now. Let's talk about PDA. Holding hands, ok. Linking arms, ok. A kiss on the cheek, hmmmm yeah ok-. More than this? No---

˗ˏˋ꒰ 🤍 ꒱ he's already nervous in private imagine what happens in public? You just got together you don't need to rush yet :)

˗ˏˋ꒰ 🤍 ꒱ you got plenty of time ♡

A/n: when I tell you this turned out horrible haha-

#genshin impact #genshin impact x reader #genshin x reader #freminet #freminet x reader #genshin headcanons #Freminet x reader headcanons

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aromanticbuck · 29 days

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do you think buck even considered the option that he maybe could be wanting eddies attention

Hi, nonny!

I actually don't think that was something that ever crossed his mind. And, to be completely honest based on the fact that I've watched the episode and dissected every scene to my roommate a million times, I really don't think he actually wanted Eddie's attention as much as the fandom claims he did. His comment to Tommy about wanting his attention was genuine, and there's so much evidence to that if you watch the episode without Buddie goggles on (I say as a Buddie shipper).

The thing is, there was no issue between the three of them in 7x03. Buck and Eddie have been on good terms all season, they both know the same amount about Tommy at that point, Buck even goes out of his way to find a way to spend time with Tommy - that's why he was at the hangar at the beginning of 7x04 to begin with! He wanted to spend time with Tommy and wanted to know him and wanted to be his friend. This is a canon fact can't be brushed off by "actually, it was because Eddie-" no. He wanted a friend. That's allowed.

Buck is literally there and asking Tommy to spend more time together! He's asking him out for a beer, and he looks so excited that Tommy wants to say yes, and then Eddie rolls up, literally, and takes his new friend away from him and off to Vegas.

All of Buck's anxiety and insecurity in the episode stems from that moment.

He knows that Eddie is cool and fun, he says it a million times before Tommy kisses him. I think the problem is that Buck feels like he's being passed over for someone cooler than him - someone who Tommy relates to more, because Eddie was in the army, and likes basketball, and fighting, and trivia nights. Eddie and Tommy click in a way that Buck doesn't have with most of his friends, and he felt like he was being pushed out before he even had the chance to try to be a part of that friendship.

Also, I feel like it's definitely not about wanting Eddie's attention, because he complained that Tommy was spending time with Christopher, too. This family that he knows he's a part of - because he's in Eddie's will, and he watches Christopher regularly, and he's not really a guest in Eddie's home, etc. - is getting more attention from this new friend he wanted to make than he is, and it's only been two weeks. Even the basketball being delivered to the firehouse feels like he just wants to prove he's as cool as they are, and he goes out of his way to show up to the pick up game (with a compression sock on his bad leg!) to try to hang out with them. More than anything, Buck just wants to be included.

He wants a chance to prove himself before he's ruled out of being Tommy's friend completely. He doesn't want to be the default babysitter because two people he wants to spend time with don't invite him along. It's making him feel dumped to the side.

If it was about wanting Eddie's attention, he wouldn't have been complaining about Christopher and Tommy connecting. His first moment of frustration wouldn't have been when his time with Tommy was interrupted if not completely derailed by his plans with Eddie. He wouldn't have tried to prove he was good at basketball by knocking over Eddie and potentially messing up that relationship just for more of his attention than he already gets.

Eddie is cool. Tommy is cool. Buck wants to be friends with the cool kids - he's already an irreplaceable figure in Eddie's life, and he knows that, but he has no connection to Tommy, who keeps getting pulled away from him by his best friend and a teenager. He wanted one-on-one time with Tommy. He wanted flying lessons from Tommy. He wanted to go out for a drink with Tommy. And that's all before he starts getting jealous of anyone at all.

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zukaangweirdo · 6 months

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listen

l i s t e n

idc i made a tumblr account for the first time in 4 years to say this

atla but it's slow burn zukaang from the start.

at the end of season 1 aang begs zuko to let him go bc he has a tribe to save. zuko lets him.

season 2 sees zuko and aang in ba sing se at the same time and unbeknownst to the rest of the gaang they strike up a (very gay) friendship during that time which makes zuko's betrayal at the end of the season so much worse.

in season 3 zuko struggles w thinking he killed aang and realises he fell in love w him in ba sing se or maybe even before but oh god aang is dead bc of him.

oh nvm aang's not dead but also bc the betrayal felt so much worse than it did in the actual show aang now lowkey hates him (actually hes also in love w zuko but he doesn't want to get his heart broken again).

ok but aang needs a firebending teacher tho and zuko is the only firebender who's offering so like... does aang have a choice???

in the fire bending masters when zuko and aang have their adventure together... the tension omg...

THE EMBER ISLAND PLAYERS PLAYS UP THE RELATIONSHIP ZUKO AND AANG HAD IN BA SING SAY SO ITS LIKE. GENUINELY SO GAY. AND THIS IS ALSO THE FIRST TIME THE GAANG FINDS OUT AANG AND ZUKO WERE EVEN SPENDING TIME TOGETHER IN BA SING SE

zuko and aang kiss on the balcony outside the theater because fuck waiting until the last episode

but also this adds a whole layer to sozin's comet ESPECIALLY WHEN ZUKO ATTACKS AANG AT THE START AND AANG THINKS FOR JUST A SECOND THAT ITS ALL BEEN A GAME AFTER ALL

like omg they have so much to work through

ok thanks for coming to my ted talk

#zukaang #atla

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citadelofmythoughts · 2 months

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I feel like we as a fandom need to stop entertaining the idea that the writers “switched” ships because the writers already confirmed multiple times that bumbleby was planned since day one and you can see that throughout the start of the show that it was so there wasn’t any switch in ships because Blacksun was never promised to happen and Sun showing interest in Blake and spending time with her doesn’t mean they would end up together

I actually think it’s nice to see Blake and Sun’s relationship evolve into a genuine friendship in the show because you don’t see that too often in media because all Sun wanted was for Blake to be okay and nothing more which I think is sweet and why I appreciate their friendship a lot

Agreed.

Look, I don't know about the love lives of most people, but *me* who has never dated much in my life has had *multiple* loves and crushes. So why are Sun and Blake not working out considered to be some kind of betrayal? I can name DOZENS of shows where the main characters have various romances in their lives. It's not remotely unusual.

Bumbleby is what the writers were aiming for the whole time, they weren't trying to mislead anyone, they were trying to show how people change, have fleeting romantic interests and MOVE ON.

But this fandom is infected with brainworms and bigotry so it's some kind of evil conspiracy between Bumbleby fans and CRWBY to push the gay agenda.

#bumbleby

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live-laugh-neteyam · 1 year

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That Funny Feeling ||| neteyam x omatikaya!reader

part two of The Future's Better Than Yesterday | previous | series masterlist | next |

pairings: neteyam x omatikayal!fem!reader *aged up*

summary: after listening to Mo’at insisting on finding a mate for you, you spend time with a boy in the village. Seeing the two of you together fuels Neteyam’s jealousy leading him to a confession.

words: 1.9k

warnings/notes: cringy tooth rotting fluff, use of y/n, probably spelling/grammar errors (sorry), mentions of finding a mate, friends to lovers starts to go somewhere, jealous!neteyam, also made up Na’vi name, honestly not a whole lot going on this chapter

Rolling your eyes you continued the task at hand. Hands busy at work making different healing pastes to replenish the stock. You wanted nothing more than to work in peace but Mo'at wouldn't let up.

"I will you help you my child." She continued. "It's time you find a mate."

"I already told you," letting out a heavy sigh. "I'm not looking for a mate right now."

"You have been of age for some time now. You cannot push it back forever."

You weren't ready. At this rate you could barley take care of yourself, the last thing you wanted to do was throw someone else into the mix. Besides, there was only one person you could see yourself with and that would never happen.

"My visions are getting worse. I don't want to drag someone into this. Until I get them under control I want to remain on my own."

"You are stubborn like your father." The Tsahík huffed.

Your face softened at the mention of your father. Knowing that other people noticed similarities between the two of you made your heart soar.

"Talk some sense into her Kiri." Mo'at continued to press.

"I'm staying out of this." Kiri raised her hands in surrender.

You couldn't help but laugh. "Good choice Kiri."

Despite your words the Tsahík knew that there was one young man you had your eye on. She also knew that he felt the same for you. The two of you thought you were sly but it had been painfully obvious for everyone else.

You would never admit your feelings for Neteyam because you feared rejection. There was no way he could feel the same so you didn't want to ruin the friendship the two of you had.

No one knew why Neteyam still hadn't confessed his feelings. Everyone knew he had been pining over you for years.

He just didn't know how to confess his feelings to you yet. Neteyam being the perfectionist that he is, had to have everything planned out to the last detail. Everything was always calculated and precise.

He would tell you when he had it all figured out.

Neteyam wasn't worried about rushing. He made it obvious to the other young men of the clan that you were off limits. Threatening anyone who so much as looked at you.

Even the Tsahík had noticed this in her grandson. You two were a match from Eywa herself. But Neteyam was too young and dumb to do anything about it. So Mo’at decided you needed a little push.

She had no doubt of your feelings and knew you’d be a perfect future Tsahík. Your connection to The Great Mother was undeniable and your care for the people was genuine. You would complete Neteyam in leading the people.

All that was needed was for one if you to make the first move.

***

Later that day you were in your tent with Kiri. "Your grandmother is driving me to madness." You huffed still irritated from earlier.

"You know that it's only gonna get worse from here right? My grandmother is relentless."

"I've noticed."

The entrance flap of the tent opened revealing a young man. He stood there awkwardly, seemingly unsure of himself.

"Ateyo." Kiri acknowledged him. "Are you injured?"

"No actually." he replied shifting his weight on his feet. "I'm here to see Y/N."

Your ears shot up at the sound of your name. Slowly turning around to face him you took him in. He gave a small smile and waved.

Having a feeling that someone else was up to something you couldn't help but be suspicious.

"What can I help you with Ateyo?" You wore your best fake smile hoping he didn't notice.

"I was wondering if you'd like to go on a walk with me?" He nervously scratched the back of his neck.

Your eyes practically bugged out of your head. Looking over to Kiri she had her hand pressed to her mouth trying to conceal her laughter.

Taking a deep breath you tried to think of something to get you out of this. "Thank you, but I still have work here to do."

"I can hold down the fort." Kiri knowingly smirked at you.

You whipped around giving her a look. Which only fueled her laughter more. You could've smacked the smile right off her.

"Shall we go then?" Ateyo asked holding his arm out for you. It was a sweet gesture but it meant little to you coming from him.

With one last glare at Kiri you followed Ateyo out of your tent. "Have fun you two!" Kiri exclaimed.

"You don't deserve to live." You mouthed to her. She stuck her tongue out in return before hunching over in laughter.

"Did the Tsahík put you up to this?" You winced slightly at your bluntness. But you couldn't help but ask. Ateyo was nice but had never once showed interest in you.

"She had mentioned something to me." He nervously chuckled. "But I would like to spend some time with you."

"I don't know what she told you but I'm not looking for a relationship right now." He nodded listening carefully to you.

"Would a walk as friends be alright then?" Ateyo asked his voice laced with hope.

"I would like that." You smiled.

For the most part you enjoyed Ateyo's company. Still, there was a part of you that wished he was anyone else. You’d rather be racing your Ikrans with Lo'ak or gossiping with Kiri. Hell you'd even play dolls with Tuk.

You most definitely would rather be walking with Neteyam right now.

Despite his words you noticed his lingering glances and occasional subtle flirting. You didn't pay much attention to it, you weren't at all interested so it didn't matter.

***

Neteyam bounded into your tent with a huge smile on his face. He had a habit of obtaining slight injuries that needed your immediate attention. It was the perfect excuse to come see you and one of the only times he got to see you during the day.

"Are you injured brother?" Kiri asked looking him up and down.

Smile fading he looked around the room noticing your absence. "Where is Y/N?"

"Hello brother, it is nice to see you too." Kiri rolled her eyes. "My day has been good thanks for asking." She taunted.

"That's nice Kiri, but where is Y/N?" He was trying to be nice to his sister but his patience was wearing thin.

"She's out. Is there anything I could help you with?" She smirked.

"Out where?"

"Not sure. But if you need help with the scrape on your head I happen to be a very skilled healer. Unless, there was another reason you needed Y/N?" Her tone teasing.

Neteyam felt his face heat up at his sister's words. She knew exactly why he wanted to see you but still chose to torture him. "Never mind Kiri.”

Walking out of the tent he was met with a sight that made his stomach drop. There you were entering the village with a man. His blood ran cold and then started to boil as the man put his hand on your shoulder.

Neteyam wanted nothing more than to rip his hand off.

A million thoughts were running through his head. Neteyam never considered himself to be a jealous person but that funny feeling was creeping into his stomach. The green cloud of envy was blurring his senses.

So distracted in his thoughts he didn’t notice you walk up to him. “Hi Neteyam.” You smiled your sweet smile. Your smile that should be for him and only him.

“We need to talk.” He grabbed your wrist pulling you away from the village. “You don’t have to drag me I can walk myself.” You grumble pulling your arm away.

“Sorry.” Was all he grumbled as you kept walking. You knew exactly where he wanted to go.

He pushed the brush back allowing you to enter the clearing first. Taking a seat at your normal spot you watched as he did the same.

“What’s up with you? You seem grumpy.” You playfully said.

“Who were you with?” Was all he said.

“Ateyo invited me for a walk.” You cautiously said noticing his mood still hadn’t improved.

He scoffed. Ateyo wasn’t even the best hunter in the clan. You could do much better than him.

“So you’re together now?” He couldn’t meet your stare.

A laugh escaped your lips. His ears twitch before he finally turned to look at you. His heart was on the verge of breaking into a million pieces and you were laughing?

“Neteyam where are you coming up with this?” You asked still giggling. You stopped when you noticed his expression stayed hard.

Your face softened as you took him in. He was genuinely upset and you suspected a little jealous. “Your grandmother has been pestering me to find a mate.” You started. His ears perked up listening to you.

“She asked Ateyo to spend time getting to know me. I told him the same thing I told her. I am not interested in a mate right now.”

Neteyam’s angry expression was melting into sadness. He was glad you weren’t courting Ateyo, but your words stung.

Feeling bold you pushed further, “Why would it matter if I was interested in him?”

“Because it just does.” He huffed.

“But why?” Scooting closer to him desperately trying to look in his eyes. “Why did you bring me here Teyem?”

“I just, I just needed to know that you weren’t with him.” He looked up at you panic evident in his face. His eyes a bit watery. It was now or never.

“I want to be yours Y/N.” He spoke softy. “I want you more than anything I’ve ever wanted. It’s always been you.”

You felt like someone knocked the wind out of you. The boy you loved just confessed his feelings to you. You gently pinched your arm just to make sure this was real. It was.

“Neteyam I don’t know what to say.”

“You don’t have to say anything.” He gently cupped your cheek. “Just listen.”

“You are my best friend, my favorite person, and the only girl I’ve ever loved. I want to be with you for the rest of our lives Y/N.”

Tears were freely spilling out of your eyes. This was all you ever wanted but you still couldn’t help but feel unworthy. “Neteyam you need a strong mate to be your Tsahík. I am not her.”

“But you are. You’re the most selfless, loving, and caring person I know. You will guide the people far better than I ever could.”

“What about your parents? They are supposed to choose for you.”

“I do not care.” He was desperately trying to make you understand. “You are the only thing I’ve ever wanted. The one thing I want to choose myself. My whole life has been laid out for me but I will not let them take you from me. If they disapprove, I will run away with you. We could be happy just the two of us.”

“Teyam.” You smiled placing your hand over his on your cheek.

“Say you will be mine Y/N. You already know I am yours.”

Studying his eyes they were so sure not a trace of doubt in them. You could see the gold swirls and the flecks of green, wanting nothing more than to be lost in them forever.

“I see you Y/N.”

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