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crheativity · 2 months

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Hello there! I came across your blog and enjoyed reading your post about the Overblot Squad Plushie Parts. I was wondering if you would consider writing a Part 3 where the Squad discovers that their plushies have been stolen. It turns out that the culprits are their Vice Dorm Wardens - either Kalim (since Jamil is Vice Dorm Warden) or Ace (since Trey wouldn't do that). I'm curious to know how the Overblot Boys would react to this situation. Have a pleasant day/night!

SUMMARY: Someone took the Overblot Squad’s plushies! How do they react?

WARNINGS: T*cked in Riddle’s section, sorry if Malleus’ wasn’t that good, writing his was really tricky.

COMMENTS: Hehehehe as soon as I read this my immediate reaction was “oh they’re screwed.”

Part one - Prefect making the Overblot Squad plushies of their respective Seven member - can be found here. Part two - Prefect making the plushies clothes and accessories - can be found here.

He. Is. Ticked. ALL of Heartslabyul is on lockdown until he finds whichever culprit was bold enough to steal something from him! And stealing something that his beloved made from him? Heads are going to roll.

Riddle literally stops people from leaving Heartslabyul and searches every room himself. He, unsurprisingly, finds plenty of contraband, but doesn’t find his beloved plushy anywhere. He’s almost in tears. He really doesn’t want to tell you he lost it, but all hope seems to be lost-

That is, until Ace hands back the plushy with a sheepish apology. He explains that he had to drop something off in Riddle’s room and accidentally knocked the toy into the trash can. He stole it to clean it and was gonna sneak it back. He didn’t think Riddle would notice that quickly!

Ace still loses his head, but only for a week instead of a month, since he had good intentions. Riddle remains snippy at Ace for months afterwards, though.

Walking into his room, Leona realises that something is wrong. You - or at least, the plush you made for him - is missing. He spends around an hour searching his room for it and ends up being extremely irritated when all traces of it are gone. He doesn’t want to admit to his dorm members that he actually misses it, so he tries to sleep without it for a couple of days.

This makes him even more irritated.

Eventually, he wears himself down enough to ask Ruggie what had happened to it. Ruggie groans and explains that the smell of you coming from the plush and accessories was waaay too much for any normal beastman, and that he (along with other Savannaclaw members) had gotten fed up with it and hidden them.

Leona offers Ruggie 2,000 thaumarks to return them. Ruggie doesn’t think twice.

Azul is sobbing ALL DAY. He is INCONSOLABLE. Octavinelle is getting embarrassed at the fact that their dorm leader - the best and brightest among them - is an uncontrollable mess over the fact that his toy is missing. But what can he do? That’s his best friend, gone! He’s looked everywhere and he can’t find it! What will his Angelfish say? He can’t bear to imagine the look on your face when he tells you he lost it!

He literally pays people to help him find the toy, yet no matter how much money he throws at them and no matter how hard they look, it’s just gone. It’s almost like someone stole it… no, he can’t think like that. If someone really did steal it, he’d probably never get it back! He just wants to hide in an octopus pot.

The Tweels are torn between thinking it’s hilarious and wanting Azul to shut up already. Eventually, Jade returns the plush, explaining that he thought it was fascinating and wanted to study it closer, yet didn’t think Azul would agree. (He also wanted to see Azul’s reaction to his favourite plushy being missing.) Azul is in TEARS of RELIEF and hugging that plushy. He refuses to let it out of his sight anymore. It will go with him (almost) everywhere. Floyd thinks the whole situation is hilarious and will NOT stop teasing him about it.

Jamil at first doesn’t seem like he’s phased. However, those who know him notice the ticks; the muscles in his face twitching with annoyance whenever he’s asked to do anything and the sarcastic comments he often thinks and not says become mutters under his breath instead. He becomes a lot more aggressive in his tasks - forgoing the typical, painstaking care he usually takes for finishing his tasks quickly and shutting everyone out.

He remains this way for several days. People start to get vibes from him and avoid him, which annoys him even more. He just can’t get it out of his head. Why is he so annoyed? Is it because every time he thinks of the missing doll, he thinks of you, upset at him for losing it (whether you actually are or not)? …maybe. He won’t let himself admit it either way.

A couple of days later, Jamil finds the doll - sitting on Kalim’s bed. He’s immediately interrogating Kalim. Kalim happily explains that in trying to help out Jamil, he decided to try and help clean his room. He knows that the doll means a lot to Jamil, so he wanted to get it cleaned for him! Jamil appreciates it but he’s also this close to losing his temper. Please, just, next time, tell him first, okay? sheesh.

Vil is going to lose his mind. His doll has gone missing. He cannot find it anywhere. He’s already torn apart his room at least three times and called every single studio he’s done a photoshoot in or acted for in the past two months, asking if anyone had seen it. Yet no traces have been found. He has a headache.

On top of that, Rook has been acting particularly frustrating recently - constantly checking up on his mood and popping out of the most random places. It’s almost as though the universe has coordinated this on purpose.

Wait.

Upon confronting Rook, Vil finds out that his theory was correct; Rook did in fact steal the plush. Apparently, he’d “wanted to see the beauty of Vil’s yearning for the precious thing his beloved made for him,” and so he’d hidden it for a while. Vil’s this close to shaking him by the shoulders, but at least he’s got the plush back.

Pookie? Pookie is missing! Uh oh, that ain’t good. He’s gotta find him, quick. The gacha banners are about to change and he already pre-farmed the mats needed for the character he wants. How’s he supposed to hit those 0.6% odds while without the Little Guy?

He’s tearing apart his room, trying to find the skrunkly before server reset. There’s no way he would’ve taken the toy outside to touch grass, right??? So it’s gotta be in here. Except it’s nowhere to be found.

He’s about to give in to some totally cringe behaviour - going and looking for it outside - when Ortho shows up, holding the marketable plushie. Idia is snatching it from Ortho and spinning it around the room before flopping on his bed, before realising how cringe he just was. At least he can do his gacha rolls now?

(Ortho’s really confused. He just took it to wash. Did he do something wrong-? Oh well, as long as his brother’s happy now)

As soon as Malleus discovers the plush toy is missing, the rain starts. As he continues to look and ask around for it and doesn’t find it, the rain gets worse. Eventually, NRC has a full-blown hurricane on its hands.

The weather stays like this for a good two days. Classes have been cancelled as asking students to walk across campus in that much of a downpour would lead to a school-wide riot. And Malleus is still sulking in the corner about his missing plushie.

That is, until a sheepish Lilia surprises Malleus with the plush. He explains that it must’ve fallen in with the laundry and gone through the wash. Since the weather has been so erratic lately, it had to go through the dryer too rather than be dried by the sun, which is why no one noticed where it was for so long.

The rain instantly clears. Malleus hugs his plush and decides to take her to visit you. All is right in the world again.

♥Thank you for reading!! I hope you enjoyed it!!♥

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pablitogavii · 7 months

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Recently seen this tiktok so I decided to do it with out golden boy 😉

He's definitely a jealous, protective bf type!!!

"Welcome to another video!! You ready amor??" you said into the camera held by one of Pablo's childhood friends Mario.

"Si, I'm ready. Mi chica torturing me in front of live audience" he said acting annoyed while clapping as his friends joined in including Pedri, Ansu, Balde and Ale. You giggled nodding your head and grabbing his phone where you wrote down some questions.

"Today we are asking my non-jealous boyfriend hypothetical questions" you said and he rolled his eyes acting like a whining child

"Non jealous means I'm celoso and I am not!!!" he said making all his friends laugh with his 'spanglish' and also because they as well as you knew Pablo was super jealous!!!

"Alright, alright! First question..um..what would you do if I called you in the middle of the night blacked out at the side of the road???" you ask giggling afterwards since this was basically impossible since you never drink more than one drink and rarely go out without him.

"I'd come pick you up..." he said making your heart melt and his friends awed making Pablo embarrassed and a blushing mess. You just had to lean in and peck your boyfriend's cheek.

"That's it?? Like you wouldn't be mad at me?" you add after pulling back and he was already clenching his jaw trying his best to appear 'chill' in front of the cameras.

"Come on! Be honest hermano! You would freak the fuck out!" Pedri added getting caught on camera as well and Pablo groaned knowing that he would go crazy if this really happened.

"Um..I would have some questions" he said although you both knew those would not be just 'questions' but whatever you were letting him act all "cool" for now.

"What if I was flirting with your friends???" you ask earning 'sound effects' from the boys which were purposefully trying to agitate Pablo right now.

"What???" he said with big eyes almost pouting and you giggled reminding him it is just hypothetical.

"Um..I..would just leave..I don't know! These are stupid!!" he said looking away but you smirked seeing that all the guys were catching up on your boy's jealousy right now.

"Come on amor, there are more..." you say pulling him back into the frame but he was not in the mood for more 'hypothetical' scenarios where he loses you.

"Por favor..for me???" you pout now and he sighs knowing it's impossible to say no to that so you continued.

"What would you do if I went to the party without you???" you ask and he thinks about this one shrugging his shoulders. Pablo is obviously not that strict where you always need to be together but he likes to know where you're at in case of emergency or knowing who you are with.

"Like with other wags?" he asked bless his heart because that's only other company you ever went out with during those 'girl's nights' when boys aren't allowed to join in.

"Sure..but let's say some guys were there and I didn't tell you about it?" you say and at first Pablo was relaxed but hearing your fulls sentence got him clenching his fists which Mario got on camera of course.

"Yeah..um...I wouldn't be very pleased.." he kept his cool which you knew was very hard so you were proud of him wondering how to brake him.

"No?" you add and he shook his head snaking his arm around your waist and pulling you closer to him which you knew was his reassurance method so you let him.

"Amor..how many more?? I hate this!" he whispered into your neck and you tell him a few which made his groan and lay his head on your shoulder as you looked for the next question.

"Babyyyy!!!" Ansu yelled making you giggle. Pablo really was your baby soemtimes!

"Shut up A!!!" you defended him making Pablo smirk and nod his head proudly.

"What would you do if I slept with another guy.." you started reading but this was too much for Pablo who got off your shoulder immediately.

"AMOR!" he said clearly agitated and you chuckled at his messy hair and big eyes staring at your right now in complete and utter disbelief.

"BUT..but we didn't touch amor???" you raise your brows at the question while he still had his mouth open shaking his head in annoyance.

"Yeah right! "Didn't touch"..come on! Am I right or am I right boys?" Pablo said and all guys agreed that scenario would literally be impossible.

"So you'd leave?" you ask and he nods like it was the most obvious thing in the world before pulling you close again and kissing your lips.

"So stay in my bed only!" he whispered and you giggled nodding your head and pecking his lips one more time. You tried reading the next question but boys kept talking about how stupid 'guy girl friendships are' until you sushed them and held your palm to Pablo's mouth.

"What would you do if I became a stripper???" you say laughing immediately at Pablo's reaction. Everyone knows you're a shy girl so this was literally the opposite of what was possible.

"MY stripper is fine! But NO!" he said smirking and now you were a blushing mess hiding your face into Pablo's chest while everyone teased you.

"I'm done with these!!!" you say giggling and Pablo nodded agreeing with you while raising your chin and kissing your lips as the video ended and you all laughed at the filmed content afterwards.

"You're definitely not celoso, Pablito!" Pedri said and everyone laughed including Pablo who looked at you with literal heart eyes which you adored kissing him quickly again.

Hope you like it!!! ❤️❤️❤️

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silent-stories · 8 months

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Never have I ever...been in love

(Eddie Munson x F!reader)

You dangled your legs off the roof of Eddie's trailer as the sun slowly sank on the horizon, painting the sky different shades of pink and orange.

The boy sitting next to you brought the cigarette he was holding between his fingers to his mouth and blew out a cloud of smoke from his nose, which the cool but not excessively cold breeze of that evening immediately blew away.

The shirt he'd refused to put on after the shower he'd taken before going up there lay beside him, even though you'd insisted that if he didn't put on clothes he'd catch a cold, and his bare chest rose and fell as he let smoke in and out of his mouth.

"Never have I ever…hurt myself trying to be funny." You said.

You always found it fun to play that game with Eddie, every time you discovered new things about each other even though it's been several years since you've been playing it. You knew the original version probably involved alcohol but the point of hanging out with Eddie wasn't to get drunk.

The rule was to always tell the truth, as if you were using one of those lie detectors they only used on criminals you saw on TV but sometimes you found yourself wondering if Eddie had ever told you a lie during that game that maybe you had become too old for playing.

Eddie chuckled. "I bet you already know the answer."

The light from the day's last rays of sunlight reflected off his brown eyes, making them appear to be a hundred different shades of gold.

"Oh I know, but I want to hear it from you." You laughed, thinking about what had happened that morning several years ago when you were both little more than children.

"That tree was obviously unstable, it wasn't my fault!"

"That tree was unstable but you tried to climb it anyway."

"Tried? I did it!"

"Yeah and then you fell. And you broke your wrist."

"Yeah but you took good care of by me afterwards. That's when I knew I wanted to keep you."

"Wait, you wanted to keep me? I wanted to keep you so you didn't end up in other similar situations and risk your life every two days."

Eddie laughed as he stubbed out his cigarette butt on the roof of the trailer before crossing one leg under the other, the tear at the knee of the faded old jeans he'd been wearing widening slightly as he did so.

"It's your turn." You said.

"I don't know...I feel like I already know everything about you."

"Then ask me something you don't know."

He didn't say anything, as if he was carefully choosing his next question and after a few moments of silence you wondered if he had decided that the game wasn't worth playing anymore.

The birds had stopped chirping and the trailer park kids who usually played outside had gone back to their homes.

"Never have I ever...been in love."

Your head spontaneously turned to him but he was staring straight ahead, where the sun was now almost completely gone. His hair still damp from the shower clung to his neck and forehead and there hadn't been a moment since he'd stepped out of the bathroom that you hadn't repressed the urge to reach over to brush the dripping strands from his forehead.

He was pretty, and there was never a moment in your life when you didn't think it.

And you absolutely were in love, probably not from the first moment you saw him because you were too young to know what love even was.

Now you knew.

But he was your best friend.

"No" You lied, "no, I don't think so."

Eddie didn't answer, continuing to stare at an indefinite point in front of him. No funny or sarcastic comments, no jokes.

"Eddie?"

"It's your turn." He didn't turn to you.

"Never have I ever..." you thought about it for a moment, you had nothing to lose, right? "been in love."

"It's not fair. That's what I asked." He chuckled under his breath.

"I don't think there's a rule against asking the same question." You shrugged.

Eddie rolled his eyes, then stayed silent for a few moments, as if thinking about it.

"Yeah." He ran a hand through his damp curls, "still am."

You have felt a strange sensation in the pit of your stomach and in your belly. I was a weird mix of fear and hope that you couldn't quite identify.

"Do they know?" You just wanted Eddie to be happy, you didn't care if he would break your heart.

"Nah."

"Why?"

Eddie snorted. "Because she doesn't like me that way."

"How can you be so sure?"

"Because she's never even been in love."

Eddie turned to you, finding your surprised expression.

"Yeah." He chuckled, his laughter was colder and less genuine than usual, "Hella embarrassing isn't it? I've been waiting for days if not months for the right moment to ask that stupid question during this game and when I finally work up the courage, she tells me she's never been in love. I almost wish you'd told me you were head over heels for that basketball player who always sits next to you at every history lesson. Someone who deserves you. But like this? You make things even more hard because every time I'm around you I can't help but think about what it would be like-"

It was a way to stop his rambling, it was a way to tell him he was wrong, it was a way to tell him you had lied for the first time during the game.

Your lips were on his and your hand was finally in his still damp hair. It was short, a few seconds and it was already as if it had never been there.

"I thought... you said..." Eddie stammered, surprised. On his lips the ghost of a smile.

"I lied. I'm sorry, I fucking lied. It's you. It's always been you."

#this is a bit too long to be a drabble but i didnt like it enough to make a header and tag people #eddie munson x reader #eddie munson x y/n #eddie munson fanfiction #eddie munson fluff

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pjsk-writin · 4 months

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INBOX OPENN?! YAY IM ON TIME. Anyway can I request Akito, Rui, Tsukasa, and Mizuki where you were childhood friends and haven’t seen each other in awhile? I don’t know if you want to know if it’s Plantonic or Romantic but it’s up to you. Ty and please keep safe!

OOOOO ill leave it up to interpretation but stay safe as well !! i hope u like this! <3

♡ LONG TIME CHILDHOOD FRIENDS - Akito Shinonome, Rui Kamishiro, Tsukasa Tenma and Mizuki Akiyama x Reader

Akito:

Akito's childhood was neither here nor there, so you both faced a lot of problems together

Any time something went down in his family, he would immediately go to you, not saying anything as he simply wanted to be in your company

When you end up moving away, he's not sure what to do with himself, but he tries to forget about you

Of course he doesn't, he still remembers your favorite color and favorite snack when you were young

You end up bumping into him while he's doing a street performance. You both met eyes as you were walking, and the shock of seeing him again makes you freeze

He's distracted for the first time, barely able to remember his set list as he keeps his eyes on you. There was no way it was you, right?

Immediately afterward, you both run to meet each other, and he can't help himself from hugging you. "When did you get back here? Ah whatever, I'm just glad to see you again."

Rui:

Rui's childhood was...something, to say the least. You were his best friend and he stuck to you like glue

You were with him as he started to get into robotics, encouraging his schemes and plans even when other kids started treating him as a weirdo

Your departure from his life shatters him, but he tries to move on as best as he could

He never moves on. He gets reminded of you all the time, and it kind of breaks his heart.

However, it all changes when you of all people come up to him after a WxS performance. Granted, he didn't see you in the crowd, but you recognized him

You went to tell him how good he did in the show, but he found himself bewildered to be face to face with you again. He almost cries, but he hides it as he embraces you

"Oh my god, it's you..." He whispers, still in shock as he pulls back to smile at you, "I've missed you so much." You spend time catching up with him afterwards!

Tsukasa:

Growing up, Tsukasa had quite the childhood. You were one of his only friends he had growing up

You stuck with him throughout elementary school, helping him as Saki went to the hospital, but you were forced to move away once you both grew older

He promised that he'd find you again one day, and kept a little charm you both made once close to his heart

He never backed down from a promise, and made sure to keep looking out for you even as the years passed

Finally, finally, one day, he saw you walking around Phoenix Wonderland. He recognized the charm you had almost immediately, and practically screamed your name

You were surprised to hear your name in the middle of an amusement park, but when you saw the man currently barreling towards you, it all made sense

He tackled you in the tightest hug he could, already excitedly talking your ear off as he looked you over, his eyes sparkling brightly. "I told you we'd see each other again!"

Mizuki:

You had stuck with Mizuki through a lot, they had been through a lot growing up after all

You had been with them before middle school and through the first year of it, however you both had been separated after you were forced to move

They were extremely upset about losing you, and they would always find themselves missing you on the loneliest of days

As the years passed, they never expected to see you again. It had been way too long, there was no way...

But, when they were out at the mall, they saw you from a random shop and almost dropped everything they had bought in their haste to see you

They called your name out, and you turned to look at them, surprise evident on your face. You both embraced, and you comment they seem happier, especially with how they've changed

They can only smile wide, squeezing you tighter in a hug as they looked down at the ground. "I think I'm even happier now that you're here."

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aemondsdoll · 1 year

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best friends brother | aegon targaryen

warnings: corruption

summary: you don’t know how to kiss, luckily, your best friends brother is more than happy to teach you.

a/n: dedicated to @eddiemadmunson

You had no clue what you were doing. A boy in your class had asked you out, one that you’d had a crush on for a while. But there was a slight problem.

He was experienced, meanwhile you knew absolutely nothing. Not where to put your hands, or what to say afterwards, or even just how to fucking kiss.

“You’re gonna be fine! It’ll come to you in the moment,” Helaena spoke, the two of you sat in her room, playing with her tarantula.

“No it won’t! I’ve never done anything like this,” You said begrudgingly with a groan. You’d been googling what to do, and it all said the same thing. ‘You’ll figure it out as you go!’ and other cringey inspirational shit.

You didn’t want to figure it out then, you wanted to be prepared. You wanted to know what to do in the moment, and how to do it.

Sleeping over at Helaenas was always calm, and fun. She falls asleep pretty early though, leaving you to your own devices. You tip toed through the hallways of the Targaryen mansion, which you'd gotten lost in more than a few times. Who the fuck needs this many rooms? you thought with a giggle.

You sat yourself on the kitchen island with a glass of water, phone in hand. You still scrolled through the google results on how to kiss, groaning at every click bait article. You were losing hope, and you considered cancelling the date altogether.

Unaware of Aegons approaching form into the kitchen, you were furiously tapping on your phone when he spoke.

"Hey," His smooth voice echoed through the otherwise silent kitchen, you jumped in fear, causing your phone to fall from your hands. "Fuck!" You squeaked, and he laughed loudly, picking up your phone.

You looked over his appearance, he was shirtless and his silver hair was a mess, in the hottest way ever. He had on grey sweatpants, and many thoughts went through your head. He spoke again, and you realised he had your phone in his hand.

"How to kiss?" Aegon spoke in his cocky tone, and you immediately reached for your phone. "I'm researching for a friend!" You tried exucsing yourself, your voice high pitched. He held your phone above his head, so you couldnt reach.

"Sure, sure." He begins, "You seriously dont know how to kiss?" He laughs at you, and your shoulder slump. "Yes, I dont know how to kiss. Now give me my phone!" You demand, hand outstretched.

He hesitantly placed the phone into your palm, a cocky smirk on his face. "I can teach you, love." His voice speaks, and it comes out smooth like honey, causing heat to flow through your body, which you just now notice is scantily clad in a small while crop top, and plaid pyjama pants.

"I.. I think I'd like that." You reply after a hot minute, looking down at the floor. His hand moves to your jaw, forcing you to look at him.

"Come with me," He speaks again, giving you little to no time to process whats happening before hes stalking down the halls. You follow him eagerly, almost stumbling over your steps as he leads you down the endlessly winding halls, and into his room.

Its simple, not too messy, band posters splayed onto the walls, desk messy with papers and a wall of aged alcohol, definitely not surprising. you think with an internal giggle.

Aegon sits on his bed, leaning on his headboard with a mischevious face. "Where would you like to start?" He asks you, and you look to him nervously.

"Thats my problem.. I dont know how to start, or like... anything." You awkwardly laugh, and his eyes soften for a moment.

"Cmere, little one." He coos, and you hop onto his bed, facing him. "So, why the sudden interest in kissing?" He questions, and you sigh.

"This dude I've liked, for ages now, asked me out... and I realised I have almost zero experience."

"Well, I certainly can help with that," Aegons voice drops an octave, running a veiny hand through his silver hair. You realise you really like the look of his hands, and just seeing them sends a shockwave of arousal through your body.

"Just let me take care of you, little one," Aegons deep voice purrs, his hands go to your hips, lifting you swiftly onto his lap, revelling in the noise of surprise you emit from those oh so pretty lips. Lips that havent been kissed.

Oh how he was going to ruin you. You wouldnt be going on that date once he was finished with you. "A-Aeg.." You whisper, faces close together. "Can I try something?" You ask, and he nods, "Of course, beautiful." He replies, and your dainty hand goes to the side of his face, and you urge his head closer to yours.

Softly, you press your lips to his. Its small, like a ghost had kissed him. "Cmon, you can do better than that," Aegon snides, and you roll your eyes.

"I'm not sure just how." You speak, and he grins, eyes flitting from your lips to your eyes. "I'll guide you," He says, and you lean in, kissing him again.

Aegon doesn't let you pull away, it's more passionate, and much longer. His hand gently rests within your hair. Moaning into his mouth, you deepen the kiss.

Aegon, being ever the tease, pulls away. "See, that was perfect, now try getting a bit more into it. Let your hands explore, and get lost in the kiss." He suggests, completely for his own needs.

He needs to taint you, to make you forget about that stupid boy. He could never treat you like Aegon could, and he needs to make you know that.

So he launches his lips onto yours, and the air around has changed, changed to something you're not exactly familiar with when it comes to another person. Lust.

Your hands explore his bare chest, taking his advice. One hand leaves his chest, going to his hair and knotting your hand within it. He chuckles into the kiss,

"Such a needy girl," He murmurs as he pulls away. You blush wildly, moving from his lap and standing up.

"I'm gonna go back to Helaenas room.. thank you." You rushingly speak,

"Come to me for anything, princess." Aegon says as you leave. You don't sleep well that night. Aegon plagues your thoughts, the intimate moment you just shared ringing through your mind, setting it alight like wildfire.

You dont think you're going to that date anymore.

Helaena and you are sat at breakfast, an admittedly late one. Sitting at the table, talking about everything and nothing.

Aegon, is in the kitchen pouring himself a vodka orange juice when Helaena speaks.

“Did you manage a breakthrough about your little date?” She teases, picking at her eggs half heartedly.

“Yeah. Don’t think I’m gonna go.” You say, eyes on your plate. Helaena giggles at your stubbornness, yet she doesn’t know the real reason you decided against going.

Her brother, who you notice is looking at you with a smug smirk on his face, chucking you a wink as he walks back to his room.

fin.

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manias-wordcount · 1 year

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Unless You Try (Seishiro Nagi x Reader)

𝗔/𝗡: 𝘀𝘁𝗶𝗻𝗸𝘆 𝗹𝗶𝘁𝘁𝗹𝗲 𝘀𝗼𝗰𝗰𝗲𝗿 𝗯𝗮𝗯𝘆 𝗰𝗼𝗺𝗶𝗻𝗴 𝗶𝗻 𝗵𝗼𝘁

𝙒𝙖𝙣𝙩 𝙩𝙤 𝙧𝙚𝙖𝙙 𝙢𝙤𝙧𝙚? ⇒ 𝙈𝙖𝙨𝙩𝙚𝙧𝙡𝙞𝙨𝙩

𝙟𝙤𝙞𝙣 𝙢𝙮 𝙙𝙞𝙨𝙘𝙤𝙧𝙙 𝙨𝙚𝙧𝙫𝙚𝙧?

𝙗𝙪𝙮 𝙢𝙚 𝙖 𝙘𝙤𝙛𝙛𝙚𝙚?

It’s after school. You’re tired from a long day hard at work caring for your friends and acquaintances alike. The praise for all your effort and the constant stream of “thank yous” throughout the day is what got you to this point. But as you make your way down the steps of one of the more unused stairwells in the entire school, you remind yourself that there’s just one more task left. Even though the school grounds are practically empty except for those at their extracurriculars, there’s still more to be done. Even though every window you pass by bathes you in that warm, orange-tinted light that always seems to indicate it’s time to go home, you know you’re not finished just yet.

All in a day’s work for a class representative, you suppose.

Before you know it, you’re hearing your footsteps echo down the steps for a few seconds after you’ve come to a stop. There’s nothing but silence that follows you afterward. Silence, and the tiniest sounds of buttons being pressed. At this point, you know you don’t even have to look to see him there. But because you told your good friend Reo you would and because you wanted to, you turned on your heel and leaned against the stair rail to face your target head-on.

Well, as head-on as you could anyways.

“I thought I’d find you here,” you murmured, a light smile on your face. For a second, his eyes glance up at you beneath his long, white bangs. You meet his gray eyes for just a moment, and you swear that’s enough time for them to soften. Even if just a little bit. Even if it’s just something that could only exist in your imagination. But all too soon, his eyes flicker downwards and he’s back to being nose-deep into whatever game you found him playing on one of his portable gaming systems. You let out a sigh. “You know Nagi…Mikage really wants you to come to practice today. It just started too, so you have time to get ready and come if you want to!”

For a while, another period of silence follows when he doesn’t immediately respond. A breath passes. Then another. And another. Then one more. And another one after that. It’s a never-ending feeling, really. There’s nothing left for you to do but play with your fingers and tug at the ends of your blazer. You’re stuck just waiting for him to open his mouth. Waiting for him to acknowledge you further. You’re counting seconds as they pass you by. Watching the light from his game illuminate his face in a whole host of pretty colors. Part of you knows that you could stand here forever. The other part of you knows that the two of you are better off if you could get Nagi to practice. But it doesn’t make this moment any less hard. To convince him to go. To convince yourself to stop staring. To convince both of you that-

“Don’t feel like it.”

Nagi’s dull, monotone voice breaks you from your jumbled thoughts. It’s such a delayed response that it sends you sputtering for a few seconds before you remember what you just requested him to do. At that, your face twists up in a pout that you just can’t seem to wipe off your face. You know getting him to practice is hard. It’s always been hard. This isn’t your first rodeo. But this time, you’re tired and you’re ready to go home and you don’t want to accidentally take out any frustration on him. Though it’s hard. Very, very hard.

“Nagi,” You try again, giving him the best student-representative smile you could manage at the moment. You try to keep your voice quiet. You try to keep your voice kind. But you feel seconds away from losing your usual sense of calmness and exchanging it for something a little less friendly and inviting. “Mikage really needs you to come to practice, okay?”

“Hmm…” The reluctant prodigy gives you an absent hum. Almost as if he’s considering your request. Until, finally, he speaks again. “...I’ll pass.”

You sigh again, the smile slipping off your face in an instant and being replaced with a look of defeat. As much as you appreciate his presence, you know he’s a real piece of work. As cute as you’ve always thought he was (and as big as your crush is on him, but that’s not the point right now), you could do without his usual nonchalance. At least, in moments like these. It’s bad enough when you’re trying to convince him to turn in enough work to pass his classes. But with soccer, he’s even more of a challenge. No matter how much you and Reo and others try to convince him that he’s talented. That he’s gifted. That he could turn his skill into an amazing career, but he never seems to listen. He never seems to want it as much as others want it for him. To at least try. That’s all you want him to do.

Just try.

When you don’t have any to say back to him for a while, you began to notice a small change. A shift in his expression. A fold in his attitude. And once again, his eyes flick upwards. Just for a second. Almost as if to gauge your reaction to what he said earlier. This time, you can’t make yourself meet his eyes. You just can’t. You’re too tired. You want to go home already. You want to change out of your uniform. To eat dinner and to start your homework. You want to leave this stairwell knowing that he’s in good hands. That’s doing the best he can at practice. So you don’t have to worry about him anymore. So you don’t have to think about him anymore. At least for the rest of the night. But it’s not that easy with him. It never is.

Even so, you refuse to give up.

“Nagi, I think…”

You refuse not to try. At least one last time.

“...I think you should go for the last half, at least.”

It’s no surprise when he doesn’t respond right away. It’s what you were expecting. But it’s your one last push before you give up for the day. One last push before you find yourself going home, going to sleep, and waking up to find yourself on a day like today- relieving this moment over and over again. But you put too much effort in to walk away now. You put too much effort in to leave it for another day. For another hour.

For another you.

“I know you don’t want to, but please go, okay? A lot of people need you there. So, do it for them, alright? If not, then…” You continue with a murmur, your voice barely above a whisper. At this point, the sky has changed. It’s a little bit darker- with more reds and pinks and purples than what you saw when you first started out to find him. Your fingers tug at the ends of your blazer once more and your eyes continue to look away. If you had the strength to look at him, you maybe would have noticed how he looked at you in that moment. How his eyes truly did soften. For longer than a moment. “Do it for me, Nagi, okay? Do it for me.”

For longer than a minute.

“Fine.”

And only for you.

“I’ll go.”

You look up in surprise, but he’s already turned off his game and shoved it in his pocket while standing up from the corner he was tucked in. As he straightens to his full, impressive height, you can tell he still looks disinterested. Like this is the last thing he wants to be doing right now. Like the fact that he’s so gifted is such an incredible burden to bear. But deep down inside, you like to think that there’s at least some part of himself that appreciates all that you and Mikage do for him. It’s the part of you that likes to think that maybe one day, you won’t just be his class representative to him. That you could be something more. But like with this moment, you may never know. You may never reach that point. You may never hear that answer. Never. Unless you keep at it. Unless you give it your all. And most importantly?

“I’ll go. Only if you start calling me Seishiro.”

Unless you try.

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callumsgirl · 2 months

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IN MY HEAD #11

SAY YES TO HEAVEN

It had been a hell of a week for Bucky.

Starting with the mission to drob bombs over Bremen, Gale missing for two days and his thoughts gone crazy about losing his best friend, his man and lover.

Then suddenly everything happened quickly. The clouds had gathered over England and shortly afterwards there had been terrible thunder and lightning.

John was in the middle of it all, and to make matters worse, he couldn't move as the first raindrops fell from the sky and soaked his uniform. His legs felt like lead and when he tried to move a muscle, nothing happened.

So he stood in the middle of the airfield and rain soaked him fully wet - all alone and petrified. His lips trembled and as the rain intensified, the next thundering sound swallowed his choked gasps for air.

The rain slowly seeped through his clothes and when the damp cold hit his skin, it was as if he could no longer breathe freely. So he stood there, lost in thought.

He had almost lost Gale in all the burning chaos, and he felt as if the devil and life were laughing at him maliciously.

Ever since he had come to England, it was as if the devil was looking over his shoulder, or sitting in the passenger seat of his jeep, or flying in the cockpit next to him over Germany, watching him drop bombs on people. Always ready to throw the coin of life in his hands into the air and seal his or Buck's fate.

He winced as two warm hands placed themselves on his shoulders. For a few moments, he was unable to focus his gaze and stared blurrily through all the rain. It was only when familiar, rough fingertips wrapped around his chin, wiping away the raindrops, that he recognized Gale in front of him.

"What are you doing out here?" Gale asked, his words almost swallowed up by the roaring thunder. "You're all wet and you're going to catch cold, baby," he added worriedly. To emphasize his words, Gale's hands slid over his bare neck, where warm fingertips collided with his cool skin. He sighed in bittersweet exasperation and slowly cleared his throat.

"I almost lost you up there in the sky," John murmured hoarsely, squinting his eyes. "When Harding said your machine was missing, I almost choked, Gale."

Then their eyes met again - ice blue met hazel. The boundless tenderness squeezed all the air out of John's lungs and his chest suddenly felt far too tight again and every breath hurt. A tingle coursed up his spine and trembled as Buck stroked his lips with his thumbnail.

"You're something…you know that, or John Egan?" Gale whispered in a low voice. A voice and pitch that immediately softened and numbed the pain inside him. "I wouldn't even dream of leaving you. Even if the whole world was on fire, I'd find a way back to you."

"Will you promise me that?" whispered John. 'After this damn war, you and I will go away together. To a place where it's just you, me and pure peace."

Gale quickly replied, "I'd follow you anywhere, Bucky."

As these words filtered through the smoke of the rain, the pain in his chest lessened. Somehow less burning and he could finally breathe better again. He gripped Gale's wrists with both hands and the corners of his mouth twitched: "Then there is only one thing left...say yes to heaven, say yes to me, darlin'."

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seangelfish · 10 months

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Make me laugh!

Ibara Saegusa x Platonic! Reader (Also Platonic! Eden x Reader)

Genre/s: Fluff

Word count: 2,084

Plot/summary: Eden and Ra*bits were participating in a game show called Bogie Time and you had a part in it as well. Your task for the idols was to make you laugh. You wondered how Ibara, your childhood friend, was going to take this...

After their previous round, Ibara had taken a break on his bed, his arm covering his eyes as he muttered complaints to himself. Hajime watched him quietly, wondering if his teammate was alright.

“Um… Saegusa-san,” he began. “Are you okay?”

Ibara sighed, but assured him that he was fine. He just didn’t want to be a part of this game show. They were already so far into it though, so sulking at this point was pathetic.

Ibara got up from his bed and walked over to the table in the middle of the room to join Hajime, who was already on his phone looking at the new announcement.

“This one’s from (Y/N),” Hajime stated which caused a furrowed eyebrow from Ibara.

“(Y/N), huh…?” Ibara murmured. “Whatever game she brings up might be bad…”

Ibara knew everything about you, being childhood friends after all. He was always by your side, but not until you decided to attend Yumenosaki instead of Shuuetsu. Of course, he didn’t mind it, and he even helped you with your application. So, it was a pleasant surprise you decided to apply for Cos Pro instead of the other three agencies. You were his closest friend, one that he loves dearly.

But knowing you, you might make his experience at Bogie Time even worse.

Hajime giggled nervously, “I-I’ll just read it.”

Ibara listened attentively as Hajime read the announcement out loud:

“(Y/N), an idol and producer at Cos Pro, has tasked the participants to make her laugh!”

Ibara blinked and stared at Hajime for him to continue, but that was the end of the announcement.

“‘To make her laugh,’” Ibara quoted. “I think I know where this is going.”

Hajime smiled, “So do I.”

The next day, the participants gathered around together at the Bogie Time stage. Hiyori did his bit with introducing the new episode, and afterwards, Jun introduced you to the audience.

“Hello, everyone!” you greeted excitedly, both to the participants and to the audience. “How are we feeling today?”

Ibara sighed, “(Y/N), please don’t act like the host.”

“Oh, my beloved Ibara,” you teased. “I was just having fun, hehe!”

The rest of the Eden members were happy to see you. You were really close to them and you would annoy them a lot with work at Cos Pro. You knew of Ra*bits too, since you attended Yumenosaki, so you immediately latched yourself onto Hajime who didn’t mind the affection.

“Anyways,” you began, letting go of the Ra*bits member. “The task I want you to do today is to make me laugh! So, let me tell you my rules…”

You proceeded with your conditions:

• Make (Y/N) laugh in under 30 seconds. Each member of a team has one chance.

• You can make (Y/N) laugh by the means of your actions or words, but you mustn't touch her (i.e. tickling).

• If you successfully make (Y/N) laugh, you earn 800 points. If you don’t by the time 30 seconds are up, you lose 300 points.

“That seems easy enough,” commented Jun.

“Mhmm,” Ibara agreed.

And as they both seemed like they read each other’s mind, they said, “Because (Y/N) laughs at almost everything.”

The first team to go up against you was Team God, Nagisa and Mitsuru.

“Are you ready for this, (Y/N)?!” exclaimed Mitsuru excitedly.

You would’ve smiled at his enthusiasm, but you were already in the zone of not trying to laugh, so you nodded eagerly without the emotion.

“Give it your best, Tenma-kun,” said Nagisa.

"Alright, here I go!" Mitsuru began. "Try to guess who I'm impersonating, (Y/N)!"

Oooh, an impersonation? you thought. That's a clever idea.

Mitsuru got into position. His eyes were closed as he took in a deep breath. Then out of nowhere, he went, "Waa! I need to get these done before the deadline which is months away! I'm going to keep working even when I need rest!"

Mitsuru was running around the place, pretending that he was working on a clipboard. This made you smile slightly as you already knew the person he was trying to imitate.

You burst out laughing when Mitsuru pretended to drop his 'glasses' and tried to find them on the floor.

"HAHAHA!" you laughed. "It's Tsumugi, right?!"

Mitsuru stopped acting to tell you that your answer was correct. He was indeed impersonating Tsumugi Aoba, his senior that he was roommates with.

"And Team God is awarded 800 points!" announced Hiyori. "This challenge seems easy, but we can't underestimate Cos Pro's beloved idol and producer. Maybe things will get harder! Who knows?"

It was Nagisa's chance to make you laugh. As he was getting into position, Ibara whispered his thoughts to Hajime.

"We might have a chance to come back around," he told him.

Hajime nodded in agreement, "Yes, I won't let you down!"

It wasn't hard for Nagisa to make you smile. He was so effortlessly funny without meaning to be. He was thinking of what to do to make you laugh, but you had immediately started giggling at his thinking expression.

"(Y/N), you didn't even give me a chance," he said, but he wasn't annoyed or anything. Nagisa gave you a soft smile as you spouted out your apologies.

In the end, Team God was awarded 1600 points. When it was Team Bunny's turn, Hiyori and Nazuna had a different strategy in mind. Hiyori was hoping to just tickle you, but Nazuna had to remind him that they weren't allowed touching. So, they ended up trying to woo you instead.

Now this was hilarious. Although you didn't laugh at Hiyori's attempt at wooing you, you couldn't stop your chuckles from escaping when it was Nazuna's turn.

"(Y/N), no fair!" Hiyori cried. "You didn't laugh when it was my turn!"

"That's because you always act that way around me!" you retorted back. "But Nazuna acting like that? That was so unexpected, hahaha!"

Nazuna was kind of embarrassed, but he was also proud of himself. Team Bunny was rewarded 800 points, but they technically only went up 500 points since Hiyori lost the 300.

Team Hyena was the same because you were finally getting serious. You laughed at the joke Tomoya tried telling you, but you kept a deadpan expression when it was Jun's turn.

"(Y/N), are you doing this on purpose?" Jun asked you, ruffling your hair in teasing frustration. "You tried your hardest to not laugh at my joke, I saw you!"

"No, it just wasn't funny!" you lied.

Lastly, it was Team Snakey's turn. Hajime had already thought of something to make you laugh with, but Ibara was still having trouble.

"You can do what I do!" suggested Hajime. "Just follow my lead!"

Ibara was surprised at the confidence his teammate was emitting.

"Alright, let's see what you have to offer," he said with a smile. "Good luck."

Hajime approached you, but stopped a metre away from you. He took in a deep breath and you could see that he was kind of nervous.

You can do it, Hajime! you cheered on in your mind.

Hajime suddenly straightened his back and saluted, "totsugeki; shinryaku; seiha!" at the top of his voice. The other participants were quiet and so were you. This wasn't what they expected coming from a little guy like Hajime.

But after a few seconds of Hajime trying to impersonate his teammate, you started laughing and wouldn't stop. You tried to cover your mouth and everything, even slight tears started to form in your eyes.

Ibara was absolutely baffled.

"HAHAHA!" you guffawed. "That was amazing, Hajime! I'm literally crying...! You did so well. I loved it! You sound so much like Ibara, hahaha!"

Ibara was kind of irked by your reaction, but Hajime was proud that he was able to make you laugh.

"T-Thank you, (Y/N)-san!" he replied happily.

The other Eden members had let out chuckles too. They agreed with your statement that Hajime did sound like Ibara. Unfortunately for Ibara, he couldn't defend himself as he was on TV, so he stayed quiet.

Hajime noticed his teammate's reaction and tried apologising, but Ibara was having none of it.

"Don't apologise," he said. "You did a good job. You actually did nail that impression."

"Oh! Um, thank you, Saegusa-san!"

"Alright, it's my turn now," Ibara sighed as he approached you.

"Yes, good luck!" cheered Hajime. "You can do it!"

Ibara stood in front of you and locked eyes with yours. You smiled at him, but in a way that would annoy him. You wondered what he was going to do for his act to make you laugh. You wondered whether he was able to make you laugh like the others because it was usually the other way around with your friendship with him.

And Ibara knew that too. You're the one who would try to make him laugh especially on rough days. You were a ray of sunshine and he was a dull, dark day that pretended to be sunny. He always appreciated your company and the warmth it provided him. But this time it was his turn to make you smile, and he really hoped you would smile from his words.

Despite Hajime's suggestion of just following his lead, Ibara decided not to do an impersonation of his teammate, and decided to do something more up your alley.

He decided to sing you one of your songs.

Yes, since you were an idol too at Cos Pro, you had songs of your own. You would usually write your own songs too, so they had a lot of meaning towards you. You gained a lot of popularity because of these songs as they were considered unique and new to the industry.

And Ibara was singing one of them right now — even dancing the choreography!

You were absolutely stunned and so were your fellow idols. They watched his performance without a word and when he was finished, he looked at you with a look that said, "So?"

You honestly didn't know how to react, but a smile appeared on your face and it wasn't because you found it funny though.

"That was so cute!" you laughed.

It was a genuine laugh, a laugh that told Ibara how much you appreciated him. Ibara stared at you in surprise. You actually liked that?

"That was a beautiful performance," you commented. "Let's collab together someday, okay?"

Ibara smiled, "I'll think about it."

Hajime congratulated Ibara on successfully making you laugh. The other members of Eden on the other hand teased him.

"With the challenge coming to an end, Team Snakey gained 1600 points!" Hiyori reported to the crowd. "We all did well everyone, so give yourself a round of applause!"

As Hiyori continued to announce who was in the lead (it wasn't Team Snakey), you walked over to Ibara to congratulate him.

"But we didn't win," he replied.

"Yeah, but it seemed like you were having fun there for a sec," you said. "I hope you continue to have fun. It's nice to see you act carefree, you know?"

He responded to your statement with a small smile.

[Extra]

A few days after all the stages have been completed, you found out that Ibara's team had lost. Hiyori had invited you to check out Ibara's punishment and of course you wanted to see what it was!

And there Ibara was, sitting at one of the tables wearing what seems to be a really cute outfit! He was also wearing extensions and jewellery. He really looked like a pretty girl!

You couldn't contain your excitement.

"Ibara, you look beautiful!" you squealed as you hugged him from behind before gasping at your inappropriate reaction. "Please cut that out!"

"Ugh, I hate this so much..." Ibara hissed from under his breath.

"But you really do look pretty," you tried complimenting.

"Yes, but a bunch of men had already approached me with greasy smiles... It was revolting," he started. "So I showed them no reaction whatsoever even when they called out to me."

You were about to say something to this, but he continued, "I bet that's how you feel almost everyday, right? I get it now. It's irritating."

You couldn't help but smile at this.

"Ibara, you've always been really understanding," you said. "It's something that I really like about you! But nevermind that, let's take a picture together! ...Please?!"

Ibara wouldn't allow it, but you took a quick selfie with him anyway. You were going to treasure this picture forever even if it angered him.

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honeycollectswhump · 6 months

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All That Matters

[masterlist]

prepare for very silly and self-indulgent 1800 words of comf... with some slight alluding to ava's past :D this is a callback (call-forward??) to Warmth! they cuddle so often that he instinctually remembers it post-recapture

CW: drunkeness, past pet whump (implied)

“Attie, wake up. We're home.” Aveline calls over her shoulder, while Atlas just grunts, his face sleepily mushed against the window of her car.

After a moment, he stirs, leaning away from the window and looking around to search for her. It takes a while for his eyes –half-lidded and hazy– to focus on her, but he visibly relaxes as soon as they do.

It’s not far from her car to the front door, but the distance barely matters with Atlas’ state. Plus afterwards, they’ll still have to conquer the stairs, and Aveline can only hope that everything goes smoothly, that there is no accident, hope that she is prepared for an accident, and–

She stops that mental list from spiralling further. She doesn’t need to worry about accidents, everything is fine.

Instead, she heaves Atlas out of the car, putting one arm around his waist to stabilise him and begging to God that he will at least try to help with the walking. In comparison to her Attie, she has always been small, and that has rarely ever helped her.

His head immediately lolls to the side, resting on top of hers, and Atlas sighs deeply, almost sinking into her embrace. It’s awkward, the way his hefty frame bends and leans on her like a puppet with its strings cut.

Carefully, Aveline directs and announces every step for him to follow as he clumsily tries to get his legs to cooperate. Despite what she considers his best efforts, Atlas nearly pulls them both down multiple times. Her never-aching bruises serve as enough proof for the frequency, and Aveline would really prefer to avoid more of those.

No amount of covering is able to hide freshly forming bruises from Atlas, who has spent enough of his lifetime receiving them. And without fail, seeing them would drive him near tears and to endless apologies for pain he wouldn’t be able to cause even if he wanted to.

Finally, they reach the front door of her cosy home, which Atlas has also made his. Aveline is already out of breath and rests Atlas against the wall to get her keys out. Immediately, he slides down in a fit of nonsensical giggles.

It’s warm inside, thankfully. Aveline can still feel the chill on her skin from Atlas’ freezing touch. He had been lying in the grass for God knows how long, drunk and left alone by his so-called friends. Or maybe it was his own foolish decision to go home alone, even though he knows how dangerous that is and she just cannot understand why he’d do it anyways!

She takes Atlas’ hands to pull him up again and he looks at her, confusion creasing his brows again, even though he can barely keep his eyes open.

“Wha…what ‘m I”, Atlas pauses as if willing his tongue to form the words, “doin’ ‘ere?”

She hates this, she really does. But it doesn’t matter.

“You’re home.” Aveline sighs. “It’s like four in the fucking morning and you called me.” She stops herself. “No, forget that. It’s good that you called me. The rest doesn’t matter, let’s just get inside, please.”

“M’kay”, he slurs, his eyes closed.

For a second Aveline thinks he will fall asleep right then and there, but then he gets on his hands and knees and starts crawling inside. Still, he is swaying heavily and crashes into the doorway at one point, when she offers him help.

“I can… I can do… this! Bes–besides, I’m used…”, Atlas swallows thickly, “I… know this.”

Something about that makes her sleep-addled brain feel… off?

Aveline closes the door behind him, taking in a deep breath. Now that she is surrounded by the welcoming warmth of her home again, her exhaustion comes back crashing in, and she is barely able to stifle a yawn.

Atlas is already losing the battle against his shoelaces, with clumsy fingers grabbing at nothing. His head keeps falling forward like it weighs too much for him to hold up and he is blinking repeatedly, as if that would clear his blurry vision. Only with her help is he able to free himself.

“You think you can make it upstairs, big guy?” Aveline asks, laying one hand against his cheek to stabilize him. Almost instinctively, Atlas leans into her touch. His body follows, slumping heavily against her.

Sometimes, it confuses her how such an imposing guy can make himself so small, when he curls up against her, seeming to chase any warmth possible.

The thought makes her heart ache and she wraps Atlas in a one-armed hug, pressing a soft kiss to his temple.

Her Attie.

He lets his head drop against her chest, as she plays with his hair. It’s the closest thing to “petting” him that she will do and it calms him quickly. It usually does.

Against her touch, Atlas’ breathing starts to even out, his eyes slipping shut. It’s as good as any sign that it’s now or never to get him into bed. Aveline can just barely manage the task of moving him when he can stumble along. It becomes all but impossible when he is fully asleep.

With a smile on her lips, she nudges him a couple of times, until he blearily opens his hazy eyes again, making a confused noise that disappears into a hiccup.

“Come on, Attie. Up you go.” With that, she hoists him up again, slinging one of his arms over her shoulder, holding it tight with her own. Atlas overcorrects, throwing their fickle balance off-centre sending them stumbling into the nearest wall and Aveline prays to God that it won’t leave any unfortunate bruises this time.

Atlas braces himself against the wall and it takes her a moment to find a more secure position with her other arm wrapped around his waist before she continues their journey up the stairs. Sometimes, Aveline wonders if Atlas even guesses at the worry this brings her every time.

What if they fall down? What if she slips and sends him tumbling down the stairs? What if anything happens and he breaks something or ends up with a concussion or hypothermia if she can’t get to him fast enough? What the hell is she supposed to do when she can’t even bring him to a fucking hospital?!

Doesn’t matter. Stop.

This Atlas, the one that is not in her thoughts, dying hundreds of frightening deaths she couldn’t prevent, seems completely oblivious, babbling on about what Aveline assumes is a drinking game they played. However, she is pretty sure he is mixing up at least two if not three different games and frankly, he is not explaining them well.

When they reach the top Aveline is panting with exhaustion. Atlas is already quite hefty and it doesn’t help that he is as good as dead weight in her arms, his legs just barely cooperating.

She tries to steer him into his room, the old floorboards creaking under their feet, but Atlas resists, shaking his head vehemently.

“No… no, please… I don’ wanna… no”.

Oh. Right.

Even blackout drunk, Atlas is eerily good at begging, the words sounding too desperate to fit the playful lilt of his voice. The reminder makes her stomach drop.

He stumbles out of her grasp and away from his room as if he can’t stand the sight of it. He barely makes it down the hall, clinging to her doorframe after just a couple of unsteady steps.

“Atlas, what…? What are you doing?”

Atlas, her dear Attie, flinches so hard he tumbles back onto the floor, lowering his head and fixing his gaze on the ground.

“‘M sorry. I wanna sleep… wanna sleep here. ‘M sorry. Please?”

It breaks her heart, the way he avoids her eyes. Even without seeing it directly, she knows there are tears in his. It feels twisted to hope that he hides them from some sense of embarrassment, but it’s better than the fear that tears are forbidden.

“Please, Ava… I don’ wanna be ‘lone.” Atlas pleads, mistaking her silence for rejection. In an instant, Aveline kneels down in front of him, closing the distance he surely imagines to be greater.

She can try to pretend that she gives in just for Atlas, to calm him down in what she already knows is a too-vulnerable state. But it would only be a sad attempt at covering the truth that Aveline will already spend half of her night checking up on him, to make sure that he is still breathing. In the end, that’s the only thing that matters.

“It’s alright. Of course, you can. I won’t leave you alone, Attie, I promise.” As if the decision is any trouble for her. As if it doesn’t calm the ever-present worry gnawing at the back of her mind.

The effects are instant though. Immediately, his shoulders slump in relief and his features relax. Atlas meets her gaze with tears shining in his eyes and lets himself fall back into her embrace, squeezing her tightly. Aveline can only just catch herself before she topples over from the unexpected weight, but it’s worth it.

It takes even more energy she hardly has anymore, but Aveline manages to lift Atlas up again, just enough to sit him down on her bed. Promptly, he flops down, somehow worming his way under her blanket despite his incoherent state.

After a moment, she changes back into her pyjamas that she left haphazardly lying on the ground after she got the call to pick Atlas up, and joins him under the warm blanket. Atlas is still in his day clothes but she has decidedly not the energy to do something about that, and much rather deposits the responsibility of cleaning onto her tomorrow-self.

In no time at all, he wraps her in a loose hug, sighing into her hair. Aveline doesn’t mind, even if his breath carries the biting scent of alcohol.

“Missed you tonight,” Atlas mumbles. “Was nice… jus’ not the same.” A sigh escapes him. “You wouldn’t… wouldn’t let it get… this bad. ’M sorry, Ava.”

Aveline can’t bring herself to say It’s alright. It just isn’t. But he can’t change what he’s already done and she loves him anyways, always.

She pulls herself closer to her Attie, pressing her ear to his chest, right above his heart. The exasperation, the worry, the exhaustion, none of it matters if she is just able to hear his heartbeat, to feel his breath on her hair. He is alive.

Atlas is alive and that is all that matters.

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thewriters64 · 2 years

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Another Love

Naoya x Fem-bodied reader

Slight Au, angst, mention of depression, death, jealousy, Naoya has children, Naoya is a big simp for Y/n, sad Naoya, angry Naoya, mention of alcoholism, mention of fighting, and flashbacks, in the process of being edited.

‘I wanna take you somewhere so you know I care

But it's so cold and I don't know where

Naoya Zenin was a sexist, misogynistic, asshole along with so many other horrible things, yet somehow you and he were best friends.

You were the only one who saw his vulnerable side, the soft side of Naoya Zenin. He was sweet, and passionate, his dedication to practicing his domain expansion.

Nobody could understand how a person like you could possibly ever be friends with Naoya. You were the only female to lay your hands on him and not be punished, not even a glare.

He immediately stopped the behavior you disapproved of, when Naoya got married his wife was jealous of you. He spent more time with you than her, treated you better than her, and looked at you with such love and adoration.

It was no secret Naoya was in love with you. So deeply and utterly in love with you, it was honestly pathetic you and he grew up together, you ate, played, trained, hell you even bathed together.

Growing an unbreakable bond, his father had attempted to break it and the only thing he accomplished was the pair growing stronger, in doing so you started to gain his father’s trust.

Naoya had only tried to be sexist towards you once when you were young teenagers, and you beat him so bad he was in the infirmary for a week, during that week you never came to visit.

When he got out you refused to talk to him for months, until his father came begging at your doorstep to talk to his son, which you declined.

Every day his father came back and every day you declined, until one day it was Naoya who came knocking and he looked like absolute shit.

Dark eye bags, his skin was pale, his eyes were dead looking, and his clothing and hair were a mess he reeked of body odor and alcohol, he got down on his hands and knees and begged you to talk to him again.

You made him promise never again, and if he did you would never talk to him again, he instantly promised and brought you into a hug.

To which you held your nose with your fingers pushing him away, you hated when people smelled bad, him including. You demanded he takes a bath then afterward the two of you could go out to eat.

When the day came you left the world he lost himself, there was an attack on the clan, and you easily fought against the intruders right next to him.

It was a routine the two of you always did when there was a battle, the two of you knowing the other’s skill better than anyone, seeing as you two have always fought together.

The fight was almost done, only a few intruders left, it happened so quickly, you had seen it out of the corner of your eye.

An arrow came flying directly towards Naoya, you swung around, confusing him, and you sent out your curse energy towards the man.

Successfully killing him, feeling you stumble behind him Naoya swung around, eyes going wide as he catches your falling body.

An arrow was lodged into your chest, and black veins started to crawl out of the injury, poison. He rips it out, placing his hands over the wound, you smile sadly up at him, placing a hand on his face.

His panicked eyes met your calm ones, they were quickly filling with tears, you pull him closer connecting your foreheads together.

Placing your hand on the back of his head, he did the same, it was a silly little quirk of yours, you always said it made you “feel more connected”.

His tears fell onto your face, and he pulls your body closer holding you, and he grips you tighter as he feels your hand lose its grip.

“Naoya!” He heard his father call out he ignored him not caring, your blood soaking his hands and clothing, as he kneels holding you, his children rushing into the room, and towards the two of you, you smile at them reaching a shaky hand out to them.

They grasp it falling to their knees, surrounding you the four of them hide your body from the rest of the clan, tears falling from their eyes as you release your last breath.

Memories of the two of you flashed through his eyes, you are laughing at his stupid jokes, how your eyes crinkle, your face turning red from lack of oxygen.

Your constant teasing when he was pouting which he faux annoyance, but really his heart was thumping like crazy every time you poke him or made a silly face trying to cheer him up.

Being caught out in the rain while training and you falling in the mud, causing him to laugh at you for your stupidity, in response you pushed him into the mud and threw mud at him, starting a mud war.

Being scolded by his father when the two of you were being too loud during your studies or running in the hallways to get away from any punishment or playing a stupid game you convinced him to play, only doing it to see you smile.

Constantly pulling one another’s hair the hardest you could to try to annoy one another. How your eyes lit up every time you saw him, a wide smile on your face as you run to him, jumping onto him, clinging to him like a koala bear as if you haven’t seen him in years.

Seeing each other naked for the first time after puberty, the both of you were blushing idiots, and the jokes soon started afterward. “Your tits look nice today n/n” he would call out only for you to hit his ass the hardest you could the next time you saw him, watching him jump away his face turning red, as he rubs the spot you hit.

The late-night cuddles and talks, those never stopped even after he was married, often falling asleep tangled in one another. Waking up with grins on your faces like you were newlyweds, how you calmed his temper, always swooping in at the right time, it was as if you had an internal monitor telling you when he was misbehaving.

You would drag him away making him less impulsive, you made him think about his decisions, catching his wrist when he went to strike at a servant, grabbing his ear, and scolding him like he was a child, you didn’t care who was watching.

Demanding an explanation as to why his actions were needed, asking both him and the servant, then making him apologize if you deemed the punishment inappropriate which was nine out of ten times.

Getting drunk together becoming obnoxious, making fools out of yourselves, and dancing all around the room or seeing who was the strongest out of the two of you often hurting one another.

How your laughter echoed throughout his estate which he begged you to move into when he bought it, and when he found you laughing so hard you were on the floor wheezing his wife made the assumption you were sleeping with him.

If it were anyone else, he would’ve found the obnoxious noise annoying but the only thing it did was make butterflies erupt in his stomach. When his wife gave birth to his children it was you who spent more time with them than she did.

He often found the four of you asleep and cuddling in one of his many rooms, they clung to you like you were their mother, following you around, and he has heard them slip up and call you mom. At times he wished you were, and he often wondered how things would’ve panned out if it was you, he married and had kids with.

You taught them hand-to-hand combat; you were the best out of the whole clan. You also taught them how to control their curse technique, you were their teacher in their academics. You looked good raising his children, protecting them, and becoming their actual mother.

“Naoya- hey Naoya” snapping out of it he feels a hand on his shoulder, looking up he meets his father’s cold eyes.

And for the first time, he saw his father’s eyes go from cold to shock, to sadness he closes his eyes squeezing his shoulder. Over the years, with a lot of patience on your end, you were close to his father, making the old man laugh in ways he hasn’t in a long time, being the first woman to earn his respect and trust.

They say your death was a day of great loss for the Zen’in clan, your funeral was held shortly after, and you were buried in their crypt.

Your samurai and one of Naoya’s kimonos were buried with you a few trinkets from his kids were also buried with you, the four of them visit your tomb every night bringing your favorite flowers.

Saddens fills him, he lost his other half, his better half, the only person who makes him a better person. The only one who offered him the best advice knew what to say to cheer him up.

Knew everything about him…

He grows cold over time, furious he screams at your tomb calling you stupid, and worthless, his treatment towards his kids was rocky all of them grieved in different ways. They grew up becoming cold just like their father, his daughter became just like you, sometimes he fools himself and imagined she was you.

One night in a fit of rage he destroys everything in your room, before kneeling in the middle of the mess, his hair disheveled, and clothing was torn, and he screams. Weeps in agony fat tears escape his eyes as he bends over hitting the floor weakly his body gives up, and his heart finally breaks.

They say people can die from a broken heart, and he truly feels like he is dying, he is nothing but a shell of who he used to be, he has no drive, no passion for anything.

All he does is drink, and sleep, and tonight was the final straw as his heart starts to slow, he lies in the pile of rubble that was once your room.

Slowly his vision starts to fade, he can feel it coming, and as his heart thumps one last time a smile appears on his face.

He can see you waiting for him, you were wearing his kimono which swallowed you whole, your hair done in your favorite style, and flowers wrapped in your hair as you reach one of your hands towards him, welcoming him.

Calling for him, and he comes willingly, leaving his body behind to finally be with you.

‘I brought you daffodils on a pretty string

But they won't flower like they did last spring’

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pablitogavii · 9 months

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Finally home <3

Summary: Pablo finally came back home to you <3

VERY fluffy for y'all :))

You were getting tired of long face time calls, numerous messages and inability to feel him against you.

Pablo left for US almost two weeks ago and due to the time difference, this trip was one of the hardest you had to endure as a couple. But you did it and he coming home today!

"This is the last time I will need to kiss the screen instead of your sweet lips princesa" Pablo whispered while you were face timing him before bed while for him it was only lunch break. He leaned in kissing the screen like he did past two weeks and you smiled imagining his lips on yours before falling peacefully asleep.

"Amiga? What in the world happened here!?" my best friend came because I texted her that I needed help ASAP and the emergency was choosing the perfect outfit for the airport.

I was both nervous and excited and I wanted everything to be just be perfect when we are finally reunited.

"He will have heart eyes no matter what you wear! That boy is such a simp for you girl!" she giggled looking through piles of clothes.

"I am a simp for him too..and I just want to look good" you answer and she nods understanding and showing you the cute little blue set that's both casual but super cute.

"You sure?" you asked when you wore it and came out of the bathroom.

"You literally look so cozy in that! He's gonna wanna cuddle you immediately!" she said and you blushed thinking of how excited I would be to finally cuddle Pablo and feel him besides me.

what you're wearing

When you finally arrived to the airport, meeting some other girlfriends who were there your heart skipped a beat when you saw Pablo walking down the stairs of the plane.

His eyes immediately found you and there was a bright smile on his face. When he finally got down, he rushed towards you taking you in his arms and twirling you around happily.

"Mi amor! I've missed you so freaking much!!" he said and you smiled holding him tightly really feeling him growing stronger every day he as gone..he was defiantly bulking fast.

"I missed you Pabs!" you say when he finally put you down his hands touching your fuzzy set and you internally thanked your best friend for choosing it.

"You look so cozy right now princesa..I just wanna cuddle you!" he said and you blushed knowing your plan succeeded as you nodded leaning in and letting his finally kiss your lips.

"I take that back..I just want to keep..kissing..you..forever!" he kissed you in between every word and you chuckled at the end snaking your arms around his neck and resting your nose against his.

"We can do both Pablito..when we get home" you whisper and he nods his head kissing your forehead lovingly.

"You promise?" he said and you blushed more nodding your head.

"I promise!" you say as he grabbed his small yellow suitcase, said bye to his teammates quickly and left with you towards the car.

You gave Pablo the keys of his new Cupra and he smiled nodding his head before opening your door and going around to sit himself.

"Ahh I missed her.." Pablo said touching the steering wheel and you chuckled knowing how much he liked this car.

"Can't believe I'm jealous of a car.." you tease and Pablo turned to look at you moving one of his hands on your thigh while the other was still on the steering wheel.

"You're my first girl and she is my second girl" Pablo smirked and you blushed feeling his grip tighten on your thigh while starting the engine.

"As long as I'm the first.." you say and he started caressing up and down your thigh while driving.

"You're always the first princess!" he smiles and you do too leaning onto his shoulder while he drove you home.

"I missed this..you driving us around town and me just relaxing and being near you" you say while the soft tunes played in the background and everything was perfect.

"Me too..somehow no matter if we win or lose, it means nothing when I can't hold you afterwards..I guess I'm simping hard princesa" he chuckled at the last part and you blushed.

"So am I Pablito..it's okay" you say and that made him feel at ease as you finally pulled up into your apartment building.

"Finally home.." Pablo said while getting inside and you helped him with a bag although he assured you he was fine to carry it alone.

"You should go take a shower..and I'll make something to eat if you want?" you said but Pablo had a different idea grabbing your body and carrying you into the bedroom. He laid you down and then got on top of you laying his head on your stomach and resting comfortably between your legs.

"Amor?" you said after a few minutes of playing with his hair and letting him get his fill of cuddles he clearly desperately wanted.

"Mm just don't stop..I just want to sleep like this princesa" he says into your stomach and you chuckle nodding your head and kissing his before continuing to play with his hair until you heard light snores.

You sighed looking down at your sleepy boy and smiling wide that he was finally home <3

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captainsophiestark · 2 years

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Moment of Panic

Luke Castellan x Reader

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Written for Fictober 2022!

Fandom: Percy Jackson

Prompt: “That sounds like a you problem.”

Summary: Y/N, an Athena camper, has secretly had a crush on their best friend Luke Castellan for a long time. But when the two go head-to-head in capture the flag to defend their cabins' honors, Y/N's need for a distraction of any kind might ruin the whole "secret" part of their secret crush.

Word Count: 1,580

Category: Fluff

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I crept through the dark woods as stealthily as possible, straining to hear any little sound I could. I knew my partner Malcolm was somewhere off to my left, but I couldn't see or hear any sign of him.

I clutched my sword a little tighter and inched ahead. Tonight, my cabin (Athena) was squaring off against Hermes in capture the flag, and I had NO intention of losing. Luke, my best friend and long-time crush, and I had been exchanging trash talk every day since we'd realized we would be on different teams, and now it was time for me to back it up.

I'd figured out, from some hardcore sleuthing all week, where Hermes and their allies had decided to put their flag. My cabinmate, Malcolm, and I had decided we'd form our own small strike team to hit that location just across the boundary while everyone else served as a distraction. I was approaching from the right while he approached from the left, and hopefully, at least one of us would get an opening.

I tiptoed a few more steps forward, until at last I caught sight of the Hermes flag through the trees, right where I'd thought it would be. I wanted to rush forward and grab it, but I stopped myself. Athena was smarter than that, and I wasn't about to fall into some Hermes trap because I got careless.

I froze completely where I stood, trying to tune in to my surroundings and sense anything out of the ordinary. After a few tense moments, I felt a shift in the air next to me, and I leapt back and raised my sword just in the nick of time.

Luke appeared from behind the nearest tree, standing between me and the flag as he brought his sword down with incredible force. I half-deflected and half-dodged his blow, then quickly pulled my sword back up to defend against his next wave of attacks.

If I didn't spar almost every day with Luke as part of our normal routine, he would've knocked the sword out of my hands in seconds. He was an incredible swordsman, and it took every bit of focus I could muster just to hold my own. As the fight went on, however, I knew I wouldn't be able to hold out much longer.

Just as the thought crossed my mind, Luke grinned at me. Clearly he knew I was fighting a losing battle too, which meant I needed a new plan, and FAST.

I mustered as much of my strength as I could, then shoved back against Luke's next strike with every last possible bit of force. I stepped back a bit immediately afterwards, putting some space between us, and then I held up my hands in a gesture asking for a temporary truce. Luke raised an eyebrow, but he didn't push to attack me again just yet.

"What's the matter? Giving up already?" he asked with a crooked grin. He wasn't even a little bit out of breath, damn him.

"You wish," I scoffed, trying not to show just how out of breath I was, especially in comparison. "I just figured we could talk for a second. Maybe come up with a truce."

Luke grinned, and it made my heart skip a beat. "So... you're stalling."

"Maybe..." I said, only half paying attention as my mind raced to come up with an idea. I caught sight of Malcolm peeking out from behind the furthest trees I could see, and the urgency of coming up with a good distraction hit me all over again. "Or maybe... maybe I have something I want to tell you."

Luke raised his eyebrows again, clearly not buying a word I said. He took a few steps towards me and hefted his sword. I just needed something to say, anything, just something other than the complete blank my mind was currently drawing-

"Do you have feelings for me?"

Luke froze, an expression of panic rising to his face. My heart stopped in my chest. I couldn't believe I'd just said that. I'd been grasping for anything to serve as a distraction for Malcolm, but addressing this? What had I just done to myself?

Too late to go back now, as much as I might want to. And I had been trying to work up the courage to talk to Luke about my feelings, anyway. At this point, I might as well lean into it and do what I had to do to get a victory for Cabin 6.

"What?" Luke finally managed to choke out. I shrugged, forcing down my embarrassment and horror and focusing on how badly I wanted to win instead. Malcolm crept closer to the Hermes flag with every passing second, and it helped keep me from having a complete shutdown at the fact that Luke and I were actually having this conversation.

"Do you have feelings for me?" I asked again, standing my ground. I could do this. "Like, beyond friendship, I mean."

"I..." he cleared his throat and shifted on his feet, trying to regain some composure. "What makes you ask?"

I shrugged, feeling my face warm and hoping it was dark enough that Luke couldn't see my grimace. No matter how badly I wanted to win, talking to him about this was absolutely painful.

"Because... I like you," I said, managing to keep my voice mostly level by some miracle. "I actually have for a while now, and it just... it felt like something I should tell you, you know?"

Technically not even a lie. Although if I hadn't blurted it out in a moment of panic, I probably never would've actually gotten up the courage to address it.

Luke just stared at me for a minute, and I swear I could see the gears turning in his brain. Malcolm was almost to the flag, so one way or another, this torture would be over soon.

"Y/N... this is a terrible time to bring it up, and I'm a little suspicious of your timing, but... I feel the same way."

"Really?" I breathed, my heart coming to a dead stop in my chest. Suddenly, everything else about this moment (including Malcolm) disappeared and didn't matter anymore. My stomach started doing backflips as Luke nodded and closed the little remaining space between us.

"Really," he said. "I wanted to ask you out, but I didn't want to make you uncomfortable or mess with our friendship."

I swallowed, still not quite believing this was real.

"I waited so long to bring it up for the same reason..." I breathed. Luke gave me a small smile, then slowly reached out to take my non-sword hand with his.

"Well, at least we've figured it out now," he said. He ran his thumb over the back of my hand, then met my eyes with a confident smile. "So... what do you want to do? For a first date, I mean."

"I'd be up for anything," I replied, smiling right back at him as reality started to sink in. "Why? Did you have something in mind?"

"Well-"

"YES!"

Luke and I jumped apart and turned towards the source of the noise. We found Malcolm sprinting across the boundary line, Hermes flag in hand, and rushing into the excited embrace of everyone else on my team for capture the flag. I grinned, even as Luke turned back to me with an outraged expression.

"I didn't even see him!" he cried. "You cheated and distracted me so he could get away with that!"

I just shrugged and beamed back at him. "Sounds like a you problem."

Luke threw his hands up in the air and took a few steps away from me, shaking his head as he went. I just watched him with a smile, until a thought occurred to me.

"Does this..." I started, my smile faltering a bit. "I mean, do you still... want to go on a date? With me?"

Luke sighed a long, exasperated sigh, then met my eyes with a glare.

"Yes. Of course I do."

And just like that, my smile was back. Luke's frown only deepened, but I paid it no mind as I bounced over to him and took his hand.

"Good," I said, tugging him closer to me and placing a kiss on his cheek. His face reddened immediately, but the frown disappeared. He shook his head, then pulled me towards the rest of our friends who were still celebrating as the smallest hint of a smile rose to his face.

"Y/N, I've known you for long enough to know what you get like in competitions. I love that about you, even when you use it against me."

I laughed and leaned into him, and now his small smile had turned into a real grin.

"Maybe I secretly have Nike ancestry somewhere in my family tree," I mused. Luke chuckled.

"I wouldn't be surprised."

As soon as the rest of the camp caught sight of us, walking together and holding hands, they let up a big cheer and headed our way. I grimaced a little, knowing we were in for all kinds of teasing, but it would be worth it.

I'd defended my title in capture the flag and found out my feelings for Luke were mutual. What more could I ask for than that?

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seodami · 1 year

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Embarrassment | JWY

Genre: action, fluff, tiny bit angst

Warning: embarrassment, second hand embarrassment

Word count: 3303

Pairing: Cat Noir!Jung Wooyoung x gn Ladybug!reader

Note: Wow okay lately I’ve been binge watching all the Miraculous series and I’m obsessed!!! Like can you imagine a better character to play Cat Noir than JUNG WOOYOUNG?! No. So since this is just one mission kind of, I thought about writing another part (bc I already got such a good idea!!!!)

„He is just so so…so handsome.“ you mumbled, having your head laid onto your crossed arms on the table in front of you. You couldn’t help but let out a dreamy sigh, literal heart eyes shooting at the black haired boy two tables across from you.

„Are you stalking again, Y/n?“ you almost jumped at the sudden infuriating voice behind you, belonging to no other than your best friend Yunho. Panick driven, you pulled on his arm to sit down into the chair next to you. Your palm flatly pressed against his mouth, you send him a deathly glare. „Shut up Yunho!“ you checked with a glance if the black haired boy might have heard his comment and relaxed slightly when you saw him still writing on his essay.

„Can you not?“ you whisper yelled now, cowering back into your seat in the library. A few people around your table were looking at you funnily. The giant next to you shrugged apologetically with an amused smile on his face. „What? Is it not true? Go talk to Wooyoung if you find him so handsome and stunning and amazing and wonderful and-„ with a smack on his arm, you brought him to silence.

„It’s not that easy, Yunho. Every time I try to, it’s like a total chaos inside here.“ you pointed to your head pouting. „And I don’t seem to find any air to speak as well. He quite literally takes my breath away.“ you sighed defeatedly, head laying inside your palm now, secretly glancing at Wooyoungs handsome side profile. Wow, his nose was really nice and his jawline- you hastily shook your swarming thoughts aside.

The brunette besides you began to laugh a bit too loud at your rambling, making Wooyoung actually glance over to the both of you with a curious look. When he saw you two, his perfect row of white teeth came into appearance. He gave you a small wave before focusing back on his studies. All you could do was grin stupidly back, the redness creeping up way quicker than anticipated.

You repeatedly hit your tall friends leg under the table to stop him from gaining so much attention. „Stop iitttt. Did you see? He looked over, god. I’m suddenly sweating.“ you hid your face behind your hands, internally groaning at your stupid silly huge crush on this almost perfect boy.

„Isn’t that what you want when you stare at him like that all the time? Like he’s your whole universe?“ he joked, eyeing your adorably red face. Your crush on the schools most popular boy amused him every time. „Y/n just go talk to him. You have nothing to lose, literally. Just imagine you are talking to me. Or your mom. Or whoever. Wooyoung is also just a human like you and me.“ Yunho tried to reasonably find a way to overcome your invisible barrier.

„My body doesn’t allow that, trust me. It’s always the same.“ you mumbled again before stuffing your belongings back into your bag. „Im going to the toilet. I need some cold water“ With these words, you excused yourself and off you were.

You were relieved when nobody else was inside the bathroom, unclasping your purse. The red tiny ball of sunshine immediately flew out, around your head and sat down on your shoulder, hugging your cheek. You giggled at your Kwamis cute behaviour. „Y/n, don’t be sad! There is always a way to get closer to Wooyoung! Don’t give up hope!“ Tikki encouraged you with her high pitched voice, thanking her afterwards for her warm words. Your hand reached inside your purse again to retrieve a piece of the cookie, you always brought along for Tikki to eat.

„I just wish I could be braver when it comes to my feelings. I act so immature around him. I bet he likes more mature people, he does, right?“ you began to chew on your nails but Tikki stopped you at the right time. „Don’t be so hard on yourself, Y/n! You are the most brave person I know with such a wonderful personality.“ she assured you with a smile. You took a deep breath and nodded encouragingly to yourself.

„You are right, Tikki. I can do it. I’m just gonna talk to him as if he was Yunho. No not Yunho, that would end up in a catastrophy. He is just a person in my class who coincidentally looks good. That’s all. Easy.“ you rambled again, splashing a big hand full of water on your face. Your Kwami gave you a reassuring nod. You could do it. You just go and say hi and ask him if he can help you with your essay. That was a good enough plan to be reasonable.

With new found confidence and Tikki back in her hiding spot, you stepped outside of the toilet, accidentally bumping straight into someone’s chest. You immediately apologised in a polite manner before you realized that it was Wooyoung himself who you ran into. Suddenly your mouth felt like you hadn’t drunk water in ages, as dry as the Sahara.

He was so close, you could even see your most favorite mole in the world right under his left eye. Even his pretty smile looked more stunning up close, you felt your heart flutter embarrassingly fast. „Oh I’m sorry y/n, I didn’t see you.“ he apoloised but you were quick to assure him it was all your fault.

„Hey I saw you working on the essay earlier. I’m working on it as well but it’s harder than I thought.“ he admitted with a kind smile, sweeping his beautiful silky hair out of his face with a swift motion. You gawked, jaw slightly open. He had noticed you. HE HAD NOTICED YOU.

A chain of random words left your mouth, making absolutely zero sense. You felt a tickle from inside your purse, stopping you in your tracks. The boy looked at you amusedly while his eyes grew to thin slits. No no no why did he had to be so cute?

„Eh- I mean- yeah… it’s really hard. Yunho was trying to explain me but it just seems like I don’t get it.“ you finally spoke some decipherable words. „But it’s not like I’m dumb or anything, not totally, I mean sometimes but not really-“ you coughed to stop you from embarrassing yourself even more. Wooyoung giggled- HE GIGGLED- at YOUR words. Your heart hurt from liking him so much, it felt almost suffocating. You swear his laugh was always the best part of your day.

„You’re so funny. Studying so much really messes with one’s head, mh?“ he grinned at you with the most adorable expression ever. You just nodded stiffly, purposely ignoring the fact that he called you funny. „I’m gonna go to the bathroom real quick. Maybe we can help each other out afterwards. If Yunho knows, he can help us both.“ the starstruck gaze on your face made him smile and bid his temporary goodbyes before vanishing behind the boys bathroom door.

Your hand found your racing heart, frozen in the spot, your knees suddenly felt way too wobbly. What in the world just happened? What did you say? You could only remember part of your stupid rambling, only seeing his wonderfully pretty face. And his laugh. Oh his laugh. And how kind he was. HE CALLED YOU FUNNY. AND HE WANTED TO STUDY TOGETHER.

Suddenly the lights turned out, leaving total blackness. You heard chairs scraping against the wooden flooring, confused whispers and something weird. Like a grumbling noice. At once, a booming voice let you flinch, holding your hands over your ears. It sounded like two people were talking at the same time. „Yes Hawk Moth, we will bring you Ladybugs and cat noirs miraculous.“ a shiver ran down your spine. This was Hawk Moths doing again. „Now beware you spies! We will elicit your most embarrassing stories.“ people started screaming, the first people already admitting loudly to their embarrassing stories. A loud laugh boomed throughout the whole library.

Your hands reached blindly behind you for the door of the girls bathroom, soon succeeding and rushing inside. „Time to transform! Tikki, spots on!“ you whispered for your Kwami. After your transformation, you could still not see a single thing, slowly paving your way outside.

Little did you know, Wooyoung did the same thing the next door. Being Cat Noir definitely had its perks today as he easily could see in the dark. Finally some action after this long session of studying. Just as he was about to get bored.

„Hm, looks like it’s two people akumatized this time. I wonder where my little lady is.“ he immediately went into action, swinging towards the evil with the help of his staff. „Cat noir! We see you! Give us your miraculous to save yourself from the embarrassment.“ the voice almost hurt, that is how loud it was. After defending some of the incoming attacks, he swings back upstairs onto the railing.

That’s when he finally saw Ladybug, struggling to find her way in the dark. His heart roared at her appearance and he quickly made his way over to her to help his favorite person out. „Does My lady need a little light in the dark?“ he purred happily next to the other superhero, earning himself a surprised smack against his shoulder.

„Cat Noir! I told you not to scare me like that!“ your strong attitude showed and made him happier than ever. With a laugh, the black hero swiped you off the ground, his arms securely wrapped around you as he swung both of you over to a better position.

„I don’t see anything. How can you?“ you asked your partner confused with a hint of frustration. „Did you forget I’m a cat with excellent night vision, Bugaboo? Your beauty is still as clear as ever for me. Guess I’ll be the one, who saves you today.“ he chuckled cockily, leaning his head forward onto his staff. Flirting with you was as easy as breathing for him. Your grip around his arm tightened, trying to figure out your next move.

„Good luck with that, kitty. Firstly I’ll need my lucky charm.“ you said determined, getting ready. „Lucky charm!“ a small cold object fell into your hands. You tried to decipher what it could be. „A flashlight.“ the familiar voice next to your ear told you. You finally found the button, not yet turning it on. „Won’t they see you when you turn it on?“ he asked curiously, eyeing your every movement. He loved that he could stare at you lovingly without you noticing. Your face showed deep concentration.

„That’s the point. They can see in the dark. But we can use this for blinding them. Then you use your cataclysm on the book. I assume the akuma must be inside it.“ you explained your plan, getting ready. „Can you bring me as close as possible? We need to surprise them.“ you squeezed your partners arm, letting him immediately spring into action. „Anything for you, My lady.“

He swung you both across the utter darkness, gently settling you down. „Where are they?“ you whispered, hearing an embarrassed voice of a boy. Yunho. That was Yunhos voice. God, you felt guilty about not saving him earlier. He mumbled over and over how he accidentally took free ice cream in a park from a random woman, thinking it was for anyone, when in reality she was only calling her family members. You had heard this story before but still found it hilarious despite the situation you were in. Cat Noir next to you couldn’t hide a snort when he heard it as well. You hit his chest with a small smile, making him shush up.

„I’ll go hide over there and when I give you a sign, you can switch the light on in…“ he gently guided your hand with the flashlight into position, „…that direction.“ you nodded, feeling a pair of soft lips on your temple. With a scowl, you turned your head abruptly towards the culprits direction, making him giggle. „Stop that! We’re not here to play around!“. Wooyoungs heart fluttered at your bossy tone, falling as ever deeper for your charms. God he was always oddly attracted to this side of Ladybug.

He went into position and soon you were waiting for the cats sign. You heard a shrill loud laugh coming closer, signalising their arrival. With head ducked down, you tried to stay unnoticed.

„Now!“ you heard Cat Noir yell and without waiting any longer, you switched on the flashlight, bright harsh light shining right into their faces. A loud scream told you they noticed you now. But soon enough, Cat Noir used his cataclysm to destroy the akumatized object and free the little butterfly inside.

Light returned. You swung your Yo-Yo to capture the akuma, freeing it afterwards. „No more evil-doing for you, little akuma. Time to de-evilize! Gotcha! Bye-bye, little butterfly.“ you watched him fly away in peace, smiling to yourself. On the floor, two pupils you recognised as San from your class and a girl from a year above. You knew San was Wooyoungs best friend.

„Miraculous Ladybug!“ you shouted and threw your Lucky Charm into the air just for it to disappear and repair all the damages.

You went over to the two, reaching them your hands to help them up. They accepted with almost embarrassed expressions themselves. They must’ve been akumatized from shame of something. Poor them.

Cat Noir was sitting relaxed on a table with his ever present smirk. You fist bumped him with a smile. „Pound it!“ Your gaze went back to San and the girl. „We’re really sorry that happened. We were just really embarrassed to be caught in such a situation.“ San scratched his neck, ears turning slightly red. „Thank you Ladybug, thank you Cat Noir.“

Of course you wondered which kind of situation he could have meant but by Cat Noirs not so subtle laugh, you assumed it must have been exactly that kind of secret library snogging, where they were caught red handed.

„It’s alright. We all find ourselves in embarrassing situations sometimes. It’s normal. Don’t you guys worry about that anymore.“ you reassured them with a hand on each of their shoulders. They thanked you again and off they went. Together with the black cat, you swung yourselves out of the library onto the roof. He once again leaned onto his staff, looking at you with the most intense eyes. „You know, when it comes to you My Lady, I will never be embarrassed.“ there he went again with his endless flirting. This man really had no filter and absolutely no shame. Yet he always was the best partner in crime, never wishing someone else than him by your side.

You patted his hair affectionately with a smile while shaking your head. „You should really stop with all the flirting because it’s me who’s getting second hand embarrassment here.“ you giggled, swinging your Yo-Yo.

„Well, I’ll see soon, kitty. Behave.“ you bid your goodbye before swinging off, leaving the enamoured Cat Noir behind. He sighed lovesickly, already counting the minutes down until he will see you again. You really have a way of playing with his heart. „Oh she’s purrfect…“

He swung off as well now, landing safely inside the boys bathroom again, where the chaos suddenly began. After checking the absence of others inside the room, he called out Plaggs name. „Claws in!“ His reflection in the mirror changed from charismatic superhero Cat Noir back into his normal self. He noticed his disshelved hair and vaguely fixed it. Plagg was already chewing on a stinky piece of Camembert cheese, making Wooyoung wrinkle his nose in disgust at his Kwamis eating habits.

„That was awesome today. I finally could use my night vision! It’s really a shame it’s not getting used most of the time.“ the black Kwami commented with full mouth, swarming about the heavenly taste. Wooyoung laughed, patting his small head. „I know right? I finally could show Ladybug that I’m able to save her with my powers.“ he opened his pocket for his friend to fly into. „You mean our power.“ he held his head high, flying into his hiding spot. „Whatever you say, Plagg. Now we gotta go study some more. Let’s hope y/n and Yunho can help me more.“

When he went back to his spot in the library, his book was still open as he left it. Wooyoung saw you and Yunho laughing together two tables down, your hand surprisingly loud smashing onto the surface, making you hide in embarrassment from the gazes you got. He chuckled at your clumsy behaviour as he gathered his stuff to join the two of you for working on that essay.

When Wooyoung suddenly stood in front of you in his full glory, you froze. Literally froze. He greeted you with a kind smile, asking the two of you to study with you since he was struggling. Yunho of course immediately agreed without batting a single eyelash, watching you amusedly as your crush sat down next to you, arranging all his stuff.

Your eyes shook, not knowing where to look. He. Was. Sitting. Besides. YOU. And he smelled amazing. You bit your lip preventing it from smiling, quickly grabbing a pen, starting to intensely ‚work’ on the essay again. Yunho and Wooyoung were making smalltalk over your head when you heard them giggle. You weren’t particularly listening so you were more than surprised when the black haired boy gently took hold of your pen, turning it 180 degrees into your hand so that the tip was now actually facing the paper.

With deep red cheeks you muttered a broken ‚thank you‘, wanting to slam your head onto the table. However, you wanted to avoid a scenario like earlier with the hand. You really didn’t need an akumatized couple to let people see your embarrassing moments. They just need to put Wooyoung on the board and wow- what were you doing again? Banana?

However when San came over to your table with burning ears and actually slamming his head onto the surface beneath, you didn’t feel as bad as before. Poor San was the one being akumatized.

„I actually cannot believe this happened. Why does this just worsen the situation itself so much more?“ he sounded defeatedly, making his best friend laugh a bit too loud. But people were already staring anyways. He ruffled the older boys hair with an apparent teasing smile on his face. „Oh Sanie, I love the action in your life.“

„Wanna change lives?“ he grumbled, cheek pressed against the wooden surface. „No thank you.“ Wooyoung laughed angelically. You openly stared at their friendly banter, heart eyes beginning to shape again. Oh he was wonderful.

Yunho let out an exhausted sigh, watching it all happen again. Here we go again.

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Gotta start by saying I adore your meta screencap analysis on episodes. When I found this blog a while back, I binged it in 3 days but when I saw 'Masks' got one screencap in the same post with 'Sisters' I felt as betrayed as Starfire! 😅 Since you did a 'redux' or addition to 'Haunted', would you consider doing screencap heavy, commentary-tastic additions to past smaller episode posts? I have too many comments/observations on 'Masks' alone. If you can't, it's okay. Still love this blog.

I'm gonna be limited by Tumblr's new super-annoying 30 image cap but I shall do my best.

Let's go ahead and start with "Masks".

Sorry for not getting to this in a timely fashion. (As we've thoroughly established "upkeep of this blog" is not one of my strong suits.)

Our first little bit of RobStar content/interaction is Robin performing yet another instance of his established habit of catching Starfire out of the air and saving her from danger.

Note, even though he probably knows in his head "She's invulnerable, she'll probably be fine.", he still worries enough and cares enough to try to prevent her from getting hurt.

Case in point the next moment:

It's not really drawn attention to within the episode and it's really only suggested by Robin's workaholism and obsessive behavior afterwards, but this moment really rattles Robin, puts Slade even more personally on his shitlist.

Because Starfire is falling.

His parents fell to their deaths.

It's not stated, but it's suggested/implied by Slade deliberately sending Robin to a Wayne Industries in "Apprentice Part Two" that he knows who Robin is.

Which means he may have deliberately triggered Robin's trauma issues and PTSD here in order to get under his skin.

Mostly speculation on my part, I'll admit. But doesn't it make things so much more deliciously angsty?

So! Robin saves Starfire from falling. He gets SUPER pissed off at the sladebot. Starfire worries about him.

Her concern for him, for his mental and emotional well-being, is persistent through this episode. She returns to his doorway again and again. Trying to pull him out of his obsession. Trying to tug him away from his unhealthy "Batman" habits. Get rest. Eat. Take a break. Be with his friends who love him.

In doing so she demonstrates why she is such a good match for him, romantically. Because she doesn't let him wallow in the worst of himself. She urges him to be better. She makes sure he doesn't lose himself. She encourages him in his work but reminds him not to take it too far.

Back in the day (and it might still hold true, idk), fandom argued that Starfire couldn't possibly understand Robin's "darkness". On the contrary. She understands it full well for the self-destructive bad thing it is.

Being said, it's still sweet how Robin cites "You almost got hurt." as the reason he's working so hard to catch Slade.

Also note: Starfire is the first to think of including him in the Titans' movie night. She's the only one who notices he's missing and should be there with him. :)

Robin might be acting a bit in the scene where he seems to berate himself for "not being there" for the Titans' encounter with Red X but his concern for Starfire is genuine, as is her immediate rush to reassure him they were all right.

She is SO earnestly encouraging this episode. Almost as if she's trying to be sunnier to counteract Robin's brooding.

And she defends him to the other Titans.

Even though they have a point about his workaholism, even though she hates it and knows it's bad for him, she's still absolutely, immediately willing to go to bat for him and for his honor and inner goodness.

"He works harder than any of you! He works to catch Slade before something terrible happens!"

Even though she hates it, she still understands his drive and motivations and why he does it.

UNNGHGHHHJHHH she is so ride or die for him it hurts.

She has so much faith in him.

It makes the moment where she discovers the truth, and her subsequent quiet disappointment in him, hurt so much more.

She's the first one to learn the truth, of course, because she's the only one continually seeking him out.

And being smarter than people give her credit for, puts two and two together very quickly on the whole ruse.

Love her concern for him here. :)

Hello yes, welcome to the moment that sunk me for this ship the first time through.

As I said, Starfire's gentle correction and quiet disappointment hurts. It's more scathing than anything the others yelled at him, and her comment about how he and Slade are similar, in particular, sticks with him his whole arc in the "Apprentice" finale. Robin never tries anything on the level of the Red X deception again, because it hurt his friends' feelings and broke their trust, broke Starfire's trust in particular.

She offers no judgement, just some piercing words, and it puts his head right for a moment, makes him truly realize what a fool he's been. It is top tier ship angst and I LOVE it.

This is such a good episode.

#robstar #robin #starfire #Teen Titans #meta #meta: ship or character defense #meta: ship or character analysis #meta: ship appreciation #red x

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sequinsmile-x · 2 years

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It’s only after he’s made the decision to ask Emily out on a date that Aaron realises he’s never done it before.

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A little fic for my dear @ssa-sparks, based on this prompt!

Words: 1.7k

Warnings: none!

Read over on Ao3, or below the cut

It’s only after he’s made the decision to ask Emily out on a date that Aaron realises he’s never done it before.

Haley had asked him out, which was something she’d gently teased him about for years. He’d been building up the nerve to do it when she kissed him in front of their high school one afternoon, smiling as she told him she had given up on waiting for him.

This, despite the fact he was a grown man now, no longer the nervous teenager he once was, was somehow worse.

Emily was his best friend. And somewhere along the way, he had fallen in love with her.

She was beautiful. It was one of the very first things he noticed about her, back when he was married to another woman. When he thinks about it now he realises his immediate attraction to her was one of the reasons he was so hard on her at first. Guilt eating at his insides for the way his gut would pull when he saw her even though his marriage was already falling apart. As if she could do anything to help the fact her smile warmed him from the inside out.

Then he got to know her, and realised her beauty went much deeper than the slope of her nose, her dark brown eyes and seemingly perfect skin. She was kind and funny. Empathetic almost to a fault, something he saw more and more of as he got to know her. She cared deeply about those she was close to and would do anything to help them.

It was something he learnt first-hand after Foyet attacked him. Dave had told him afterwards how Emily had hunted him down, something that might well have bought them the time to get Jack and Haley into hiding. She visited him in the hospital every day she could, not even leaving when he’d glare at her, his stern gaze seemingly not effective on her. She’d looked after him, never coddling him but there, her support silent but obvious.

She became his best friend after that, supporting him and Jack through the loss of Haley. She helped with groceries and Jack’s homework. She understood Aaron and gave him the companionship that he had craved for so many years, and he’d been on the precipice of asking her if she wanted to go on a date just before she suddenly withdrew from him. Something he now understood was the return of Ian Doyle into her life.

It was only after he’d buried her, aware that he was standing over a false grave, that Penelope let it slip Emily had paid for his physical therapy to help him heal after Foyet. Another silent show of support he knew she’d never take credit for. Her wealth was something she played close to her chest. It had shocked him, mostly because he’d never thought about it.

In amongst everything that had happened, losing Haley and becoming a single parent, it hadn’t occurred to him that he’d never paid the bill despite the fact he knew he’d seen one of the best in the state.

When she came back from Paris he mentioned it to her, and she’d blushed, something he didn’t think he’d ever seen her do before, and tried to wave it off as nothing.

Aaron had seen how much she was struggling, the difficulty she was having trying to fit back into the life she had left behind. At first, he’d waited for her to come to him. Hopeful that she would seek him out like she had before everything had fallen apart. Fond memories flooding his brain of her on his couch with a large glass of wine in hand, complaining about her mother as he topped up her drink.

In the end, he’d had to prompt her. A sense of relief almost overwhelms him when she comes to him only days later, a sad smile on her face as she admits she was having a bad day.

It was seemingly the moment they’d both needed. Their friendship from before clicking back into place seemingly overnight. She started coming over to his again, her smile the most genuine he had seen in weeks as Jack almost knocks her over with a hug.

Jack loved her, and Emily loved Jack. It was something they told each other frequently, Emily often the favourite to put the young boy to bed if she was at the Hotchner’s. In a way he wasn’t proud of, it almost made Aaron jealous. Jealous that his son was able to express how he felt to the woman who had enraptured them both so completely, yet the words stuck in his throat every time he tried to force them out. Fear that she wouldn’t reciprocate, that his admittance would ruin what they already had, always stopping him.

It’s only after the triathlon when, despite her vicious hangover, she stands with Jack and cheers him on as he crosses the finish line, that he decides he finally has to say something. He doesn’t miss how she looks at the woman, Beth, who he’d seen a few times in the park when he was training, Emily’s large sunglasses doing nothing to hide her disdain as Beth hugs him.

Dave points it out to him too, something that Aaron knows the older man will claim was him pushing him in the right direction if this went the way he hoped it would.

It’s how Aaron finds himself sitting on his couch next to Emily, Jack already tucked up in bed, his heart in his throat as he tries to prepare himself to ask her on a date.

It felt ludicrous, to be as nervous as he was. He was in his late 40s. He faced criminals every day. He could ask out a woman. But he knew she wasn’t just anyone. She was his best friend, the most important person to him other than his son. He didn’t want to ruin anything, but he knew he didn’t want to look back on his life and wonder what if.

Emily clears her throat, and he realises he’s drifted off as he pours her some wine. She’s smirking at him, a sparkle in her eyes that usually meant mischief.

“You ok there, Aaron?” She asks, pulling her glass to her lips and taking a sip when he finishes pouring her drink, “You seem distracted.”

He nods, putting the bottle down on the table behind him, “Sorry, it’s been a long day.”

She hums in her throat in agreement, a day of paperwork in the office had dragged out into what felt like days. She takes another sip of her drink and places her glass down, and he watches her as she does it, unable to stop himself from briefly trailing his eyes down her throat, the skin disappearing below her shirt before he looks back up at her face.

“Em, can I ask you something?” He asks, and she turns back to look at him, her eye meeting his.

“Of course,” she replies, tilting her head at him curiously.

He takes a deep breath, finally allowing the words to break free. “Do you want to go for dinner with me?”

“I’d love to,” she says instantly, her smile widening.

“No, Em,” he sighs, internally grimacing when he realises how he sounds, embarrassment threatening to burn him from the inside out, “I mean…as a date.”

“I know,” she replies, unphased in a way that makes his heart stop in his chest, “I said I’d love to,” her smile widens even further as he continues just to stare at her, his brain not quite catching up with him as she shifts closer on the couch, her hand on his knee jolting him back into the moment, “Did you think I was going to say no?”

Aaron chuckles and then clears his throat, ignores how the tips of his ears feel like they are burning.

“I certainly thought I’d need to do some more convincing.”

She bites her lower lip and shakes her head at him, “Why?” He half-shrugs, somehow feeling even more embarrassed. When he doesn’t answer she cups his face, forcing him to look at her, “Is this why you’ve been acting off all evening?”

He sighs, “Profilers.”

Emily chuckles, her thumb tracing his jaw, “Hey, it’s you who wants to date one,” he smiles along with her and she presses her thumb into his lower lip before she leans forward and kisses him, no hesitancy to it, her hand on his face holding him in place.

Everything around them stops, and he wraps an arm around her, holding her to him as he kisses her back just as fiercely. It was new, yet achingly familiar at the same time. Like this was something he’d been walking towards his whole life, as if she was the destination at the end of the rocky path he’d travelled alone.

He feels relieved. Any nervousness that he’d had about this gone in an instant, replaced by a wish that he had done this weeks ago.

They only pull apart when they need to, Emily breathlessly chasing his lips to stamp another kiss against them before pressing her forehead into his.

“I was, at most, a week away from asking you out,” she says, and he pulls back, his eyebrows furrowed at her. She laughs, kissing him again quickly. “It’s true! I thought you were never going to ask.”

Aaron cups the back of her head, his fingers trailing through hair that was softer than he’d imagined, and he smiles at her.

“Saturday?” He asks, and it’s her turn to look confused, the change in direction of the conversation almost jarring. “For dinner.”

She nods, “Saturday sounds perfect,” she leans in to kiss him again but pauses before her lips meet his, “you’re not going to be the perfect gentleman and make me go home now, are you?”

Aaron shakes his head at her and heaves her properly into his lap, her shriek of surprise muffled in his shoulder so she doesn’t wake up Jack just down the hall.

“You aren’t going anywhere,” he says, his hands on her lower back, securing her to him, “Can’t give you the chance to change your mind.”

She scoffs, a retort he stops from escaping as he presses his lips to hers, the world once against narrowing to just the two of them.

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