#but ARAM is okay

[kadefox]

girl help the Heartsteel twinks make me wanna play league again

#league of legends #lol #heartsteel #okay i did play. two arams

[workof-tortured-poetsdepartment]

hi I have to read the previous parts and idk why I'm procrastinating but aI'll read it later sorry T-T

its okay haha me gets *looks at all of my half read watched things*

#aram se okay whenever your get time and mood there is no need to rush #ily and take care okki? #ayantika<3

[kagscore]

𝜗𝜚 playing games with the boys

feat. isagi yoichi, nagi seishiro, itoshi rin note. this is self indulgent because i wanna play league with nagi i fear ૮꒰⸝⸝> <⸝⸝꒱ა i hope you enjoy ˶ᵔ ᵕ ᵔ˶

⊹˚. ᡣ𐭩.𖥔 ݁ ˖ playing rocket league with 𝐈𝐒𝐀𝐆𝐈 𝐘𝐎𝐈𝐂𝐇𝐈 looks like . . .

the two of you sitting in his bedroom, you curled up in his lap as you hold the controller. he holds your hands with his, moving the controller and pressing the buttons for you so you can get a grasp of the movements you need to know. slowly but surely, he lets you take full control and quietly cheers for you as you score goals and block them in his favorite game—car soccer. he's almost brimming with excitement at the idea of teaching you all sorts of tricks—flip resets, [insert other terminology]—anything so that eventually the two of you can play duos together and dominate the game. shows you how to decorate your car, the types of cars you can get and laughing when you ask if you could just drive a vw beetle instead. gets himself a second remote to play on his xbox when he thinks you’re finally starting to get the game and trying to cheer you up when you lose your first game duo’d together.

“you sure you wanna keep playing? i know it isn’t the easiest thing in the world…” “i think it’s so cute you wanna get good at this game baby, of course we can play when you come over again.”

⊹˚. ᡣ𐭩.𖥔 ݁ ˖ playing league of legends with 𝐍𝐀𝐆𝐈 𝐒𝐄𝐈𝐒𝐇𝐈𝐑𝐎 looks like . . .

nagi absolutely tossing you in headfirst into aram, knowing that you won’t get kills or assists and will die a lot but absolutely sweating his balls off so that he can still carry you to a win. you ask a lot of questions about who you’re playing, who you’re playing against, your abilities and ultimates and just generally what to do and him answering every single question you ask with patience and a soft explanation. sometimes you do questionable things in game, but he just laughs and says it’s okay. congratulates when you finally figure out who you want to main, celebrates when you get your first kill, and even buys you that skin you want as a gift for taking the time to play a game with him and spend time with him. always rerolls his character in aram, trying to find someone you like and getting a bit teary eyed when you recognize his favorite character to play once.

“it’s your favorite character, babe, swap me for them.” “i know you’re new, but please stop dying to tower. i’ll even take us out for dinner, i’m begging.”

⊹˚. ᡣ𐭩.𖥔 ݁ ˖ playing valorant with 𝐈𝐓𝐎𝐒𝐇𝐈 𝐑𝐈𝐍 looks like . . .

rin trying his hardest every game you play together to be the top frag to impress you subtly, and him avenging you every time you die because how could he let his person die without killing the person that killed you? drops you his gun skins and even switches them when you guys wait in queue to skins you prefer—if he doesn’t have the skin you like, he always gives it to you when he finds and kills the person with it in a game. goes into deathmatches to one v. one you to try and help you learn the mechanics of the game and the shooting. if anyone is rude to you in a game, he’s immediately cursing and hexing their family and generational lineage in his head/in chat. he doesn’t like talking in game, but will if it means defending you against everyone else being mean because you’re bottom fragging. buys you your first skin after you get your first kill and periodically logging into your account to buy you more and surprise you sometimes.

“you should try a duelist if you want to get more kills, my love.” “now we just need to get you an ace, and we can do something special.”

#blue lock x reader #isagi yoichi x reader #itoshi rin x reader #nagi seishiro x reader #nagi x reader #rin x reader #isagi x reader #yoichi x reader #itoshi x reader #bllk x reader #bllk x you #bllk x y/n #bllk headcanons #isagi yoichi headcanons #itoshi rin headcanons #nagi seishiro #isagi yoichi #itoshi rin #bllk fluff #blue lock fluff #iris writes

[peachhcs]

mundane moments

hughes!sister x will smith au (samy + will)

some mundane moments between samy & will on facetime as she gets ready for a night out

1.5k words

au masterlist

the vibration from samy's phone made the small area of her desk shake underneath her elbows that were propped up in front of her tiny silver mirror, delicate hands applying the last of her mascara. she flipped the device over, a grin spreading across her pink lips seeing her boyfriend's contact flash across the screen. the girl immediately answered, propping her phone up against whatever was in front of her as will's face appeared. 

"hi will, what's up?" samy continued grinning, checking the last of her eyelashes to make sure she didn't miss a spot. her lack of attention caused her to miss the smile spreading across will's own lips and the flush coating his cheeks. 

he was glad gabe wasn't in the room or else he'd start chirping at him for being so grossly in love. 

"hi pretty girl," the blonde said making samy's own cheeks shed a light pink. he never failed to make her blush whenever that nickname left his lips.

"hi will!" hannah exclaimed, popping into frame for a second.

"hey will!!" bailey also yelled from across the room. samy's friends loved saying hi to will whenever he was on facetime. the boy chuckled, "hey guys."

"we're going out. hannah convinced me to head to this frat with her and bails," the brunette rolled her eyes slightly as she eyed hannah a few feet away. the other girl shrugged, "what? you said you wanted to go out more."

"i know, i know. okay, i need your opinion on what bag i should bring," samy pushed herself out of her desk chair and backed up so will could see her entire outfit while grabbing the two different purses from her bed.

she posed a few times with each bag, but the only thing will could focus on was how good she looked. her slightly too short black skirt and plunging v-neck top had the blonde a bit breathless and red. he wasn't even paying attention to her purses anymore.

"he's not even paying attention, hughes. i told you your outfit would distract him," hannah snickered when no response came from will.

that snapped the boy back into reality as he embarrassingly cleared his throat. samy flushed—loving how she had an effect on him even through a screen. "i bet he wasn't even paying attention to the purses. go with the black one, it goes with everything," bailey commented.

"hey, i was...sort of. black is cute," will attempted to defend himself. his weak effort made the girls laugh instead.

"you're so cute. i miss you," samy crawled back into her desk chair, bringing the camera closer to her face. her lips sparked in the light, showing off her sparkly lip-gloss that will's kissed off those lips so many times in the summer.

"i miss you too. wish you were here or i was there," the blonde said, sadness creeping into his voice.

long distance was hard. with their busy schedules, the two hardly saw one another since they started college. practices and games always got in the way and it wasn't like they could just up and leave without some harsh remarks from their coaches. will desperately missed his girl. there wasn't a time when he wasn't thinking about her—and that was saying a lot considering all he's ever thought about was hockey. he missed her especially when she looked as good she did and will wouldn't be there to have his arm securely around her waist so everyone knew she was his.

"i know. feels like it's been ages since i've seen you," samy frowned as well.

it was even worse because they wouldn't even be spending winter break together—or at least not all of it. will just recently got called up to play on the usa world juniors team with gabe, ryan, fowler, drew, and aram. that meant they'd all be spending their holiday in sweden and while will was extremely grateful for the opportunity, he probably wasn't gonna see samy at all unless she flew out with him. that was a big ask that will knew he couldn't make because he knew how much she loved spending the holidays with her family in michigan.

"maybe i'll get some downtime or something. or i'll just sneak off for a weekend," will chuckled, trying to lighten the mood because he hated when samy was sad.

"i know your coach would bench you for the next five games," samy teased a little as she touched up some of her foundation and powder.

"it's worth it if i get to see you," the blonde shrugged. samy rolled her eyes again, but will would seriously drop everything for her if she asked.

"okay, final look. what do you think?" samy held the phone close to her face so her boyfriend could see her entire makeup look. will couldn't help but take a screenshot, admiring her pretty face and pretty lips and wanting to have a picture to stare at for later. 

"you look beautiful," will said making the girl blush again. he prided himself in the fact that he could still make her blush miles away. 

"and the outfit? too much? too little?" she stood back up so will could see her entire outfit again.

he took another screenshot, face reddening into a deep blush. the short skirts were will's kryptonite and he absolutely adored it when samy wore them. he unashamedly checked her out through the screen, getting distracted once more. she looked so hot and while will swore he wasn't the jealous type, there was a pinch in his stomach thinking about all the guys that would look at his girl the way he was looking at her now. especially in a frat.

"you lost him again," hannah laughed seeing will's longing stare through the screen.

"s-sorry. you look incredible," will flushed when he snapped back into reality again.

"you're so adorable. i love you," samy smiled.

"i love you more," will smiled back.

"i'll text you, yeah? talk to you later," the brunette kissed her phone. will did the same back and they said their goodbyes for now. two minutes later, hannah and bailey both got texts from will.

will look out for her tn for me have fun :)

the girls both smiled, already knowing that will was the one.

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a little habit will picked up was staying up until he knew samy made it back home safely whenever she went out. sometimes they'd call, sometimes they wouldn't, but either way, will had his eyes on her location as the time ticked closer to one in the morning. he told himself it wasn't a controlling thing, but more of a protective thing because he'd never forgive himself if he went to bed and his girl didn't make it home safely. 

will knew he'd definitely feel drowsy when he had to wake up in six hours for practice, but it was all worth it for his girlfriend's safety and well-being. he watched as her little icon finally made it into her dorm building—a wave of relief filling the boy's chest. before he could shut his phone off for the night, it began buzzing in his hand and samy's name came up on the screen. will immediately answered, smiling when he saw her pretty face a second later. 

"hi beautiful. make it home?" will wondered, trying to whisper as best as he could so he didn't wake gabe up. 

"yup. were you stalking my location?" the girl teased some, shutting her door and shuffling towards her desk. 

will never explicitly told her he watched her location when she went out, but samy picked it up fairly quickly when will was always awake when she called late at night. the blonde's face flushed as he shuffled into the bathroom to speak a little more freely without disturbing gabe. 

"maybe. did you have fun?" the boy wondered, leaning against the counter and fighting the sleep creeping into his system. 

"it was fine. frats are frats. would've been more fun if you were with me," the girl giggled as she began taking off her makeup. 

will smiled some. samy always got giggly when she had a few drinks in her. 

"maybe next time i visit you can bring me along," the boy chuckled. 

"obviously. eth and mark already have an itinerary made out when you come and visit," that made both of the teenagers laugh. "how was your night, though? what did you do?" samy shifted the focus to will. he flushed a little. she never failed to ask about him at any given moment. 

"nothing special. hung out with lean and gabe. we didn't feel like going out," will explained briefly. 

"would've been me if hannah didn't drag me out," samy laughed. 

the two sat in comfortable silence as will watched samy get herself ready for bed. it wasn't until another five minutes when the brunette finally crawled into bed, giving a tired smile to will. the boy returned her gentle smile with one of his own as he made his way back into his own bed. 

"i miss you, will. come visit me soon," the girl mumbled, sleep laced in her voice.

"i miss you too, pretty girl. hopefully i'll see you soon," will said a bit sadly. samy only managed another smile before completely falling asleep a moment later. 

the blonde smiled, blowing a soft kiss to the screen and finally shutting his phone off for the night.  

#hughes!sister x will smith au #samy x will #will smith hockey #boston college #boston college hockey #samy hughes #umich hockey #will smith imagine #will smith x oc #uofmichigan

[coolprettyleo]

the traffic lights didn't know - begin again au ☆

wc: 1.2k

tw: depression. heartbroken. lmk if theres more

hughes sister x ryan leonard

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frankie hughes was in a weird place in her life.

she didnt have the feeling of dreading to go to hockey practice anymore, and call her crazy she missed that feeling. not the sport, she wanted the sport dead in a ditch for what it did to her, but she missed the feeling of hating something so much.

she thought about directing her anger towards drew. but she was way to heartbroken to do that. she wanted to erase all her thoughts of drew, but he invaded every inch of her; her heart, hips, body, and love. there wasn't anything he didnt touch or get too.

frankie was starting to get depressed because she felt like her days were on repeat. over and over again. the only light of her day was when she would see ryan, or whenever he texted her back, and depending your overall happiness on a boy was not in any way smart.

she felt like nothing in her life was okay and resorted to asking the traffic lights if it was all going to be okay. news flash! they didn't know.

at the moment though, she was dressing up for a lunch...meeting with ryan. she wanted to say date, but ryan wanted nothing to do with her romantically, till she was fully over drew.

she wasn't but she thought she was. which is why she had been feeling blue. its not like she still wanted drew though. she just felt embarrassed and insecure. and the fact the reason he didnt want her, was because she was dumb?

I mean frankie knew she was ditzy. her family has always said that her blonde was showing, whenever she was being slow. but thats just family teasing. hearing other people talk about how dumb you are makes you want to crumble and die.

she was snapped out of her thoughts when she heard a buzz coming from her bed. it was her phone, which had a text from ryan, saying he was outside.

she quickly finished applying her lip combo and sprayed her favorite perfume, and rushed out. her favorite handbag of course coming in tow.

she loved when her and ryan, were able to hangout. he was always busy and his schedule was always jam-packed so days like these were the best because she finally got too go out and enjoy life.

she had been trying to enjoy it on her own though, she's resorted to taking the long way home from class.

"hi ry" frankie said as she got into his car.

"hey, why are you all dressed? you know were only going to chipotle"

"yes i know. i can read! i honestly just dressed to kill my time. a girl just cant get all cute for no reason?"

"no- I mean- you can. you look cute- i mean you look good." Ryan stumbled face red as he drove.

frankie loved how he'd get all flustered.

"you think I look cute" frankie said, she needed that compliment really bad.

"yeah, you always look cute" softly smiling as he looked over at her, at the red light.

this is why she loved to see ryan. he always put her in the best moods. he made her want to break through the windows she had boarded up and see the love the world was capable of giving. he had the goofiest, cutest smile and freckles that made her want to kiss everyone of them.

she hadn't realized they were starring at each other, till the car behind them honked and cut them out of their trance. both of them turning away with red faces.

"are gabe, will, and jacob coming today?" frankie asked as they pulled into the parking lot. she liked to hang around them, they were all so funny and in a way reminded her of her brothers.

"uhm no, I thought it could be just me and you today. if thats okay- I can call them to come. but lowkey will and gabe are busy with class, but I can make jacob, if that would make you feel bette-"

"ryan! im okay with just us two" she said laughing at his rambling.

"sorry" he cringed.

he opened the door for her, as they walked into chipotle.

and load and behold, drew was in there. laughing with aram in all his glory. she felt like she saw drew everywhere, and the only thing they shared was this damn campus.

she looked back at ryan with a glare.

"did you know?" frankie asked as he followed her sight too drew and aram.

"I swear I didn't. I wouldn't do that to you. we can go somewhere else" he said hoping he didn't just ruin all his chances with her.

as much as frankie wanted to run away and get drunk, she knew the morning would be right around the corner and it wasn't going to change anything. he still wouldn't be hers; not that she wanted him to be.

"no, its fine" she said still walking in. ryan following after her like a puppy. they both ordered and as she was paying she heard ryan dabbing them up.

"you guys wanna sit with us?" drew said motioning over to frankie. he honestly didnt think there was a problem within them.

"uhm-" ryan looked back at her.

"we already planned on going to the park" ryan said as he waved goodbye to them and met frankie whereas she had been filling her water cup, that was full of sprite. she refused to pay for a drink.

"where we sitting" she smiled at him.

"I actually thought we could go to centennial park" he said as he guided her out.

"what- I was fine with sitting in there" frankie said feeling her heart drop because maybe ryan was embarrassed to be seen with her in front of drew.

"drew asked me if we wanted to sit with him"

"oh."

"yeah, I didnt think you wanted too"

"I could of sucked it up"

"you dont have to though"

"no- I want too. I need you to know and see that im over him"

ryan sighed. he knew she wasn't, and he wanted believe her, but he knew her all too well.

"okay" ryan said to frankie.

"okay?" frankie asked confused.

"your over drew"

"I've been saying that"

"then go on a date with me?" ryan asked.

frankie hesiated. did she really want to start this relationship with ryan on a bad foot? it was all going to go bad if it was doomed from the start. she didnt have any romantic feelings left over for drew, but every time she saw him, she had to act like everything was okay; when it wasn't.

"see I knew it! theres my answer" ryan said pulling frankie out of her thoughts.

"ryan" she sighed. if the story was over why was she still writing pages?

"its okay frankie. i already told you i'd wait for you, however long it takes" ryan said looking at her seriously.

her heart fluttered at that, and she softly smiled at him.

"i won't make you wait long leonard" she said pholding out her pinky.

"and I'll hold you too that" he said locking it around hers.

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this idea came from @crazy4minty !! she ate with this lol. i had never made the connection... im seriously thinking about renaming the au to death by a thousand cuts. anyways I have a really bad fever right now, so im probably done with writing for today! <3

#nhl imagine #nhl imagines #ryan leonard #gabe perreault #hockey fic #will smith hockey #bc hockey #frankie x ryan #quinn hughes #jack hughes x reader #luke hughes x reader #ryan leonard x reader #ryan leonard imagine

[cobrakaisb]

I love all of your celly fics, I was wondering if you could do 🃏 for will smith, something like best friends to lovers??

live laugh love best friends to lovers trope

"okay explain it again," aram begs, standing around the blonde boy with some of their other teammates. "jeez aram, you're brutal," ryan chimes in, eliciting a few laughs from the others. "i'm just trying to understand," aram shouts, throwing his arms up in frustration.

"me too," will mumbles, taking a sip of his beer. gabe raises his eyebrows at will's words. "what is there to understand? you have feelings and refuse to make a move," he says, looking around at the others for reassurance. drew nods in agreement, and jacob mumbles out a 'true'. "but it's complicated," will groans.

"how? all you have to do is say, i've liked you since forever," ryan starts, and gabe interjects with an "emphasis on the forever." the guys all hum in agreement before ryan continues, "and i'd love to take you out on a date." "take who out on a date?" you ask, appearing out of nowhere. will's cheeks flush, and he's praying that you didn't hear a majority of this conversation. all of them stand there wide eyed, looking at you, but you just raise a confused eyebrow at them. "we'll let smitty take this one," gabe answers, patting will shoulder as all of the hockey boys disperse.

"um okay? are you asking a girl out, will?" you ask, looking at him over the rim of your cup. "i um...maybe," he mumbles, and he feels so stupid for saying that because what the hell? the person he wants to ask out is standing right in front of him. you smile, but it doesn't quite reach your eyes, and is that, jealousy? "she's very lucky," you say, but then you whisper something that will almost doesn't catch. emphasis on the almost, "unlike me."

and maybe this was the sign he needed to confess his feelings to you. "well you know the person, really well actually," he explains, and your face falls even more. "is it my roommate? because i think she's seeing a guy from her econ class," you respond, and he can tell you're deflecting. he shakes his head no, opening his mouth to say something, but you push back. "oh! is it that girl from the hockey game a couple weeks ago? the blonde?" you ramble, and maybe you're just trying to spare yourself because how could you think he'd like you, his best friend.

he laughs when you say that, shaking his head no. "it's not her. they're actually standing right in front of me," he says shyly. instead of understanding, she turns around, searching for someone. "will, there's nobody here but us," she says softly. he smiles at you, "exactly." your eyebrows furrow but then your face relaxes, a small blush coating your cheeks. "oh." "yeah, oh," will mumbles. he leans forward, as if to kiss you, but you stop him with a hand on his chest. "i actually only kiss after the second date," you tease, smiling at him. "how about after our first?" he proposes. you pretend to think but ultimately nod in agreement, "done."

#will smith #will smith hockey #will smith x reader #will smith imagine #will smith blurb #bc hockey #cobrakaisb writing

[meirimerens]

absolutely gorgeous art. genuinely made me see the beauty in life.

and your writing? brother. (<- in tears)

one thing i want to ask you:

so we see Farkhad mainly through the Stamatin's view, i feel.

do you have any thoughts on Farkhad as a person? how he was as a kid? or a teenager? or is he for you only "existent" as an extension of the Stamatins? as this mysterious being... if you catch my drift.

THANK YOOUUU 🫶🫶🫶 very touched... the world is so beautiful and i can only try to approach its beauty. & more writing to come soon but this time it's evil.

and ok. ok. hehe. [1-frame glitch where i appear as an evil dog smiling] ok. hahaha héhéhé okay so basically.

farkhad's purposefully ambiguous to me, by me, through m(e/y telling of him). this is his design. this is paramount to his comprehension of him as a character to me. he is to me, but also to the real, lived and played, experienced narrative of the game, exclusively alive as an extension of the stamatins - it is them who give him (t)his game. there would be no farkhad without the twins, for it is them who named him this. he is nameless without them. however, and it is perhaps better articulated this way, more than being an extension of the stamatins... they are an extension of him. when i design him based on 18th-early 20th century persian portraiture it is because i anchor him, his physicality, in an art that predates the narrative, even his life as it is experienced by the twins. when i joke he was sculpted on the Achaemenid friezes, i mean it, when i joke he spoke(/speaks) ancient arameic by having been there when it was spoken, i mean it. and i don't. i'm fucking wit you and i'm not. this is what happened to the twins as well. this is something that i'm currently exploring in my current WIP but the way i conceptualize him is like..... a greek or roman myth. in the same way a character from greek & roman literature can have multiple stories of their births, multiple stories of who their parents are, multiple stories of what their symbols and associations are depending on the region, on the time period, on the people who worshipped and read (or despised and tried to burn out of the records); this is what he is happening to him.

i do believe he has a story, a place of birth, parents, even a sibling. I think he has a younger sister who resembles him a lot. where he is a sculptor and an architect and only incidentally is a musician, she is a musician by trade as well as a dancer. both of his parents were well-educated, relatively middle class. they also owned ancient art, which very young gave him his liking for creation. it was obvious he was gay as a child, in ways that translated in a great artistic potential, and his parents encouraged him in that path and kinda... pretended-to-not-see the gay thing, because they saw the artistic potential, and found himself having to accept that one influenced the other. i believe he is an Aquarius - this mysterious sign which appears to be of water, but is actually of air (this sign which is the very last: closing of the zodiac year, he is closing of everything around. he is the closing statement; everything comes after him).

and i don't.

you know what i mean?

#evil dog smile #THANK YOU FOR ASKING. TEEHEES AND GIGGLES. #ring ring (answers) #anonymous #farkhad #farkhad pathologic #fourfold bullet #threeandahalffold bullet #<- not really those two but there is other pertinent info in those tags methinks #oneirotects

[former-oatmeal-junkie]

Okay, so yesterday I reblogged a post about skateboarding in Palestine. I’ve been going through articles and stuff about the Palestinian scene since seeing that post, and thought it would be a good idea to compile a bunch of what I find into one post for anyone else who might find it interesting.

Articles:

https://www.gqmiddleeast.com/culture/aram-sabbah-palestinian-skateboarding

Photos:

Videos:

Organizations:

I’ll try and update as I keep doing research, but feel free to reblog and add any other sources I missed if you want! 🇵🇸

#palestine #free palestine #skateboarding

[noritaro]

i love the ARAM game mode in league but like, okay so i really like playing ONLY as characters i think are hot

and the gimmick is youre playing a random character so it kinda hurts having to play a character i wouldnt wanna smash- not to mention i have zero clue how to use the kits for 95% of the champions so I'm just button mashing my way through

#rambles

[leagueoflasagnas]

Babe are you okay? You didn't even fed the Poro while we were playing Aram...

#league of legends #riot games

[monpalace]

helloo is it okay if i request a fierce deity x reader (romantic) where the reader is going through a tough time and fierce just comforts them by hugging and words of affirmation and then the whole comforting thing reminds reader how lucky they are to have fierce in their life

noted! fierce deity (named aram for writings sake) will be posted 04/22/23 at 12pm est!

#eni's notes #loz/lu reqs open 👍🏽 #i wrote the entire thing between 12am and 3am on a school night the day spring break ended #i dont think its legible and im not reading over it #'words of affirmation' OH YOU MEAN WORDS OF DEVOTION? #CAUSE THATS WHATS HAPPENING RN #loz x reader #legend of zelda x reader #linked universe x reader #lu x reader #loz link x reader #legend of zelda link x reader #lu link x reader #linked universe link x reader #fierce deity x reader #loz fierce deity x reader #legend of zelda fierce deity x reader #lu fierce deity x reader #linked universe fierce deity x reader

[writingbyshiloh]

The Ring

Raymond Reddington x Reader, Platonic! Aram Mojtabai x Reader

Summary: Aram has a ring for Samar and wants your advice. Tie in with s5 e17 because Aram got terrible advice

Word count: 954

Warnings: None (no beta)

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“Can I ask you something?” Aram asked you, trying to be casual, but clearly anxious.

“Sure, what's going on” you replied, setting down your highlighter before turning attention to Aram.

“It's ah, private, about …”. He said trailing off, letting your mind fill in the blank. He motioned you to follow him into a secluded corner of the office.

You nodded slowly to show you understood. He was referring to the secret relationship with yourself and Reddington that Aram discovered a few months ago.

The both of you were trying to keep it under wraps. One of the FBI's most wanted criminals dating an FBI agent. It would destroy your career at least. Possibly scare Reddington to go back into hiding. Of course, secrets never stay hidden that long.

You and Reddington had gotten a bit too drunk at a favourite restaurant of his. It wasn't your fault! The owner was a nice old lady who kept refilling your wine glasses while deep in conversation with the two of you.

Naturally, the drinks lessened your thinking and planning. That led to Reddington spending the night at your place, and not one of his gorgeous homes or fancy hotel rooms. You remember you both stumbling up to your place, his arm wrapped around you half to keep you upright, half to help him keep his balance. Once you were inside, clothing was shed quickly and left in your living room and hall as you made your way to the bedroom.

Slightly hungover the next morning and wanting to save time, Reddington joined you in the shower. Before he would make you late to the task force, a knock on the door pulled out of the shower.

Wrapped in a fluffy bathrobe, with your wet hair in a towel and gun in your pocket you made your way to the door. A quick glance in the peephole reviled Aram, unclipping his bike helmet. You unlocked the door praying Reddington would stay hidden and Aram would stay in the hall.

“Sorry, I know it's early, but I have to show you want I found last night. I was going through the security logs and found this pattern. I think we need to tell Reddington ASAP.” he blurted stepping into your apartment.

“Tell me what,” Reddington said, sauntering into your living room. He was half dressed, with pressed slacks, and a crumpled white button-down, clearly wearing clothes from last night. To make matters worse, his skin was damp and his head wet from the shower.

Aram’s eyes bounced between the two of you, mouth slightly open as if he was trying to find the right words.

“Aram, tell me what?” Reddington broke the silence, trying to gain Aram's attention again.

“Here,” Aram half heartily thrust the folder he was holding into Reddingtions arms, who upon scanning it, excused himself to your guest room to call Dembe. You glanced around the living room, about to tell Aram it was not what it looked like, but the fact that the shirt you were wearing at work yesterday was on your couch, in a pile with one of Reddingtions vest and ties.

‘“You and Reddington?” Aram asked, but it looked like he already knew the answer. “I thought you were dating someone because you seemed in a better mood recently, but I assumed someone who was not a criminal!”

You rubbed your hand over your face, wishing you has stayed the night at one of Reddington's places. Sighing you knew you had to admit defeat.

“Okay, yes. This” you gestured to the clothes in your living room “happened. It did. But don’t tell anyone, Aram, I’m serious”

Aram held his hands up in self-defence swearing up and down that, your secret is safe with him.

This brings you to today, and his secret meeting.

“I have a ring for Samar,” He said, slowly pulling out a blue bag.

“Can I see?” you craned your head to get a better look. The ring was gorgeous, silver with a purple stone in the middle. “What's the problem? Is it not her size?”

“No no, Ressler told me that she will think it's an engagement ring, Liz said that if she doesn't think it's an engagement ring then she doesn't want to marry me. You’re in a relationship, what do you think?”

You paused, trying to process the ring drama.

“First, the ring is gorgeous, it's her birthstone. Second, I don't think that being in a relationship makes me the best person to give you advice due to the relationship” YOu glanced at Aram to make sure that he was still listening before contingent.

“Do you think it's an engagement ring? Have you been talking about marriage with Samir?” You asked.

“I don’t but Samar is a woman and I need a woman's perspective”

“Aram, If you don’t think it's an engagement ring and shes not expecting an engagement ring then I don't think it's an engagement ring”

“That sounds like a setup for a bad joke”

You cracked a smile, hoping Aram would listen to your advice.

“Look, you and Samar are great together. In my opinion, just give her the ring as a gift from her kind boyfriend”

“What is this? A secret meeting?” Liz said, joining in your conversation.

“Just giving Aram some dating advice” you replied, technically telling the truth.

“Oh about the ring?”

“Yup” you looked at Aram who nodded in agreement.

The three of you slowly walked back to the center of the post office, the conversation naturally changing to more pressing topics.

You felt thankful that Aram was keeping your secret, even though you knew if Liz found out she would kill you first and Red second.

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Reddington Tag list: @rhepworth

#raymond reddington #raymond reddington x reader #the blacklist fanfiction #the blacklist x reader #Aram Mojtabai x reader

[burningdarkfire]

"how is your day going" well you have to understand that i played 13 aram games today and only won 3 of them and before we won the last one (because ending on a loss would've been the last fucking straw fr) we had lost like 7 games in a row. but that's okay because at least we ended on a win :)

#my posts #league log

[peachhcs]

being oblivious | the wonder years

hughes!sister x will smith au (samy + will)

the guys find out will knows samy & demand to meet her!

word count: 1.9k

i’m writing this as if they were 16 so that’s why the dialogue might be kind of silly, but anyways. i imagine them being very fan girly about meeting samy & also excited so here’s their origin story :) p.s. i’d love any prompts or ideas for little blurbs or imagines for them so if you have any send them my way :)

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the boys agreed to a slow and lazy sunday with the first day of ntdp practice tomorrow and no one wanted to be too bent out of shape. drew and aram's voices were the only ones filling the living room as they argued over mario kart together while everyone else just tuned them out. will was splayed across one of the chairs mindlessly scrolling through his phone when someone nudged his leg.

the blonde's gaze found ryan's whose eyes were wide with disbelief. "what?" will mumbled as ryan flipped his phone so his friend could see what made him look so surprised.

his screen was a photo of will and samy hughes standing next to one another at the beach with wide smiles. not understanding ryan's shock, will raised his eyebrow in confusion.

"you know samy hughes?" ryan finally got out. his words caught the attention of the rest of the guys sitting around them. their heads spun in will and ryan's direction, waiting for a response.

"uh..yeah? you guys didn't know that?" will wondered, gazing at everyone else.

"no? how do you know her? do you know luke, jack, and quinn too?" ryan continued, excitement now in his voice.

"we're family friends. we grew up together. i grew up skating with her brothers," will had to laugh. he for sure thought it was common knowledge that their families were close and spent every summer together since they were babies.

"you're lying," ryan countered, disbelief on all of his features.

"no, i'm not. you see the picture. that's obviously me," the blonde chuckled while the rest of the guys started crowding around to see the other pictures ryan had dug up from mrs. smith's facebook account.

"why on earth would you keep this information from us?" aram muttered.

"i didn't know you guys didn't know. i dunno. it's not that big of a deal," will shrugged some, falling back into his chair.

"not a big deal? are you serious? you're family friends with some of the best hockey players in this country," ryan exasperated.

this was quite amusing to will. sure, he knew how popular the hughes family was, but it never really mattered to him and he never really thought about it until now. he's always just hung out with them every summer and that was so normal for will that he didn't realize it was a big deal to other people.

"wait, ann arbor is like..thirty minutes from here. do you think we'll ever run into samy?" drew exclaimed after the realization. a few of the other guy's faces lit up too and they all looked to will for an answer.

"uh..i don't know? maybe?" the boy shrugged. he didn't really know what samy did during the school year besides go to school and play soccer.

"wait. do you think we can meet her because you know her?" ryan's head popped back up.

"erm..i don't know. maybe?" will mumbled.

"what do you mean maybe?" gabe raised his eyebrow and suddenly will felt like some teacher with kids surrounding him waiting for answers like the guys were surrounding him with wide eyes at the idea of meeting samy hughes.

"i mean..we're close, but not that close. she hung around with grace a lot, so i don't really know how she'd feel about a bunch of guys wanting to hang out with her," will shrugged again.

"dude, you know samy hughes and grew up with her and you're telling us she doesn't wanna hang out with you?" aram deadpanned.

the blonde rolled his eyes and huffed out a sigh, “okay, i’ll ask, chill out.” the guys grinned, pumping their fists at the idea of meeting samy.

will immediately got a response after sending a brief text samy’s way. she was very much up to the idea and agreed to talk to her mom about letting them drive down to ann arbor for the day. after some more final arrangements, will, gabe, ryan, drew, and aram were all stuffed into a car together driving the 30 minutes to samy’s house.

the entire car was filled with excitement and chatter as they discussed samy and her brothers. will just kept to himself, still thinking how amusing all of this was and how much these guys were simping over samy.

they rolled into the driveway and will spun around in the driver’s seat, “just don’t be too weird, okay? don’t make her uncomfortable.”

“roger that, smitty,” ryan teased making everyone snicker but will. the five boys clamored out of the car and followed their friend up to the front porch, letting will do the honors of knocking.

some footsteps could be heard until the front door swung open and a very smiley samy stood before the five boys. all of them but will suddenly became shy under the girl’s bright smile. “will!” the girl exclaimed and immediately pulled the blonde into a tight hug.

“hey hughesy,” will chuckled as he squeezed her back. the two embracing missed the looks that came from will’s friends as they watched the interaction unfold.

“come on in. jeez, i can’t believe you’re gonna be in michigan for the next two years with me,” samy continued talking as she led everyone into the foyer.

“i bet you wish it was grace instead,” the blonde teased making samy roll her eyes. “whatever. it’s so cool to meet some of you guys. i guess you already know who i am,” the brunette chuckled as she turned her attention to will’s friends who still stood silently and awkwardly behind them.

“it’s nice to meet you. i’m ryan, that’s gabe, drew, and aram. we kind of begged smitty to meet you,” ryan spoke up, sticking his hand out. samy giggled as she happily shook ryan’s hand.

“wow, i’ve never had fans before. it’s always been my brothers,” the girl smiled.

“don’t let the ten year old girls hear you say that,” will mumbled. samy flushed before ignoring his comment.

“is that will?” a new voice came into the mix. the boys looked up and saw mrs. hughes walking towards them with a large smile on her face. the older woman tugged her arms around will’s frame, squeezing the boy tightly much like samy did.

“hey mama el, it’s good to see you again. thanks for letting us come over,” will chuckled.

“of course, anytime. you know you’re always welcome here now that you live 30 minutes away. i know i’ll be expecting a lot of visits from you. all of you, actually. our home is your home. my boys have all been through the dev program, so we know what it’s like,” ellen smiled towards the other guys.

“i’m sure that’s the only reason why they came over is to see quinn, jack, and luke’s baby photos,” samy giggled in a teasing tone. some of their faces flushed in response.

“come on, i’ll show you guys around,” the girl started further into the house leaving the boys no other option but to follow her.

after the extensive grand tour of the hughes family home, the six sat around the deck enjoying the remaining bits of summer weather. “what are you guys most excited about for the dev program?” samy wondered, trying to get to know everyone else some more.

“probably just getting to hang with these guys all the time. we’ve all gotten pretty close already,” aram chuckled as he reached over to tussle up drew’s hair. the other boy squirmed away, quickly fixing his hair.

“new people, new place, new coaches. lots of things to start learning,” ryan added in.

“is it weird being away from home? my brothers never had to go far since we already lived here when they all did it,” samy wondered and most of the guys nodded.

“for sure, but it’ll be a good experience, you know?” ryan said and samy nodded.

“well, at least you guys have one more friendly face around here. you’re all welcome to come to my soccer games this season too,” the girl quickly beamed.

“right, i forgot you switched sides,” drew said.

“if you guys ever play with her, you better hope she’s on your team,” will cut in making samy flush and the other guys chuckled.

“uh oh, she better than you at soccer?” gabe snickered, pushing at will’s shoulder.

“she’s better at me in everything,” will nodded.

“remember that time i scored 3 goals on you and luke on the ice? ugh, i still think about that day and how you two had to pay me each $10,” samy laughed.

“don’t remind me. you cheated anyway,” the blonde crossed his arms, eyeing the girl beside him.

“i did not! you guys were just mad a girl was better than you at your own sport,” samy quickly defended herself.

“whatever. we’ll get our redemption this year,” will huffed. the girl just rolled her eyes and the two once again missed the looks from everyone else.

the entire time they’d been there it was nonstop flirting from both samy and will. they expected the two to be close, but they didn’t expect the amount of teasing and very painfully obvious to everyone but them flirting. will’s cheeks reddened anytime samy poked fun at him and they saw the way samy’s gaze lingered on the blonde when he wasn’t paying attention anymore.

no one said anything until they were back in plymouth that night. all of them kept glancing at the blonde, wondering if he’d say anything, but nothing came from him as he stretched out on the couch and started scrolling through his phone.

ryan eyes bounced from gabe’s to aram’s and then to drew’s. will didn’t realize the silence until he noticed the guys lingering by the entryway occasionally glancing at him.

“what?” the boy laughed, confused by their behavior.

“you and samy are a lot closer than you led on,” ryan started causally as he leaned down on the couch.

“i guess. she’s like a sister,” the blonde chuckled, clearly not understanding the deeper implication trying to be made. the family zone. it definitely did not look like a sibling relationship to the guys.

“a sister? you flirt with her like she isn’t,” aram finally got to the point, a teasing, shit-eating grin on his lips as he took one of the chairs.

“flirt with her? what the hell are you on about?” will grew confused.

“dude, be so serious right now. there’s no way you don’t see it,” ryan laughed.

“see what?” now will was getting frustrated with the laughter coming from his friends.

“you guys were literally flirting with one another the entire time, it was disgusting. there’s no way you haven’t had feelings for her or some shit,” aram cut in again.

“for samy? no way. we’re friends. we always have been. i could never see her like that,” the idea even made will shudder. all he had ever seen her as was another sister to get annoyed at and bother him whenever he was doing something.

“mhm,” gabe mumbled.

“jesus, you guys are so annoying. i kind of regret bringing you along,” the blonde rolled his eyes, refocusing his attention on his phone.

“you say that, but i give it a year at the most and then you’ll realize what we’ve been saying was right all along,” ryan snickered with another annoying grin. the other guys nodded in agreement.

the only thing will could do was ignore their comments because none of them were true. him and samy were like brother and sister. there were no feelings nor would there ever be.

#hughes!sister x will smith au #samy x will #will smith hockey #boston college #boston college hockey #samy hughes #umich hockey #will smith imagine #will smith x oc #uofmichigan

[autumnwoodsdreamer]

Wip Wednesday

Lately, I’ve gotten some really nice comments on You’ll Be In My Heart (prequel fic following little Din and his buir), and they encouraged me to tackle that infamously arduous second chapter.

So here’s a piece of the next bit, picking up after the rescue…

. . . . .

Healers never bothered Jai.

He never suffered “white armour syndrome” as many termed the anxiety that sprung from mere proximity to a baar’ur.

But he couldn’t relax as the covert healer tended to the child.

It wasn’t something he realized at first.

He stood out the way, near the curtain sectioning off this alcove from the rest of the covert, and just watched as the healer—an elderly woman with a hunched spine and a small frame encased in contrasting dark clothes and white battle-worn armour—saw to little Din.

At first, he leaned against the wall with arms crossed. But as the visit wore on, he found his shoulders squaring and his hands failing to find rest: they hitched on his belt, they fisted at his sides, they just couldn’t lie still.

Was this supposed to take so long? The child hadn’t been injured physically as far as he could see, so why was she still examining him? Surely he was alright—tired, undoubtedly, and understandably despondent after all that had transpired, but he was alright… right?

“He’s your first, isn’t he?” the elderly healer noted, a knowing smile in her raspy tone.

“He’s n—” Jai cut himself off quickly. Shifting uncomfortably, he tried to cover his misstep with a cough.

He’s not mine, he nearly said.

It was the truth but it felt wrong to say it, especially when he couldn’t say for certain if anyone else could claim the child.

A team had stayed back on Lota while the rest of the tribe fled to the next covert in the chain, cloistered in an underground enclave on Garel. As a young, fit, capable warrior, Jai should have been with them, making sure the rest of his tribe got out safe and offering what help he could to the people who had suffered for sheltering them so generously.

But he had an obligation to the child he had rescued—and he took precedence.

Before he got them on the transport, he commed Aram. He relayed the boy’s name and description, requesting he ask around for any surviving family or neighbours willing to take him in.

It had been a few hours now and no response.

He hadn’t gotten any response from little Din, either.

Even now, under the scrutiny of a stranger, he didn’t react overtly to anything. His large, dark eyes followed her but he didn’t recoil from her poking and prodding.

She spoke to him all the while, her rough voice gentle as she explained what she was doing. She always repeated her instructions, Jai detected, deepening her voice and slowing her words as she asked the boy to hold out his arms or turn his head.

“Alright,” she declared at last after testing the boy’s reflexes. “I’m done.”

“Is he okay?” Jai asked immediately.

“He needs rest,” she said, nodding to the boy like this was something they had discussed and concluded at length. “Rest and soup. Jineen’s probably made enough to feed three tribes by now; she started as soon as we heard you were all coming.”

Jai didn’t know who Jineen was but he knew a diversion when he heard it.

#din djarin #din djarin’s buir #jai vizsla #the mandalorian #the mandalorian fanfiction #my writing #wip #work in progress #wip wednesday #lift a sail

[daisyeji]

eai povinho 💏 o 2° cap ta aq, me perdoem pela demora, de vdd :( bom, boa leitura! se tiverem hipóteses é só me chamarem no pv

eles já haviam chegado no lugar que taehyung havia mencionado, e era um lugar não tão legal, pelo menos não para winter.

—eu acho melhor voltarmos, esse lugar é perigoso! ou só parece mesmo . . . mas mesmo assim vamos embora! —

—calma winter, eu sei o que faço. esse lugar só parece perigoso agora, já que é a primeira vez que está aqui, mas depois que virmos mais vezes você vai se acostumar, e ele vai passar a ser o seu lugar favorito, assim como é o meu. —taehyung diz, tentando acalmá-la. miyeon e jungwon apenas observam tudo ao redor, e também a "conversa" não muito civilizada dos dois. winter queria apressadamente sair dali.

bom, o lugar era realmente esquisito, e fazia winter sentir calafrios e arrepios. antes de ir mais ao fundo, ela disse estar com um pressentimento ruim, mas apenas miyeon lhe deu ouvidos, até porque jungwon estava bêbado (ele estava menos bêbado que taehyung, mas não estava são), não sabia nem o que falar. e taehyung estava... bem, estava com uma cara feia, por causa da própria winter, que tinha batido as pernas dizendo que queria ir embora.

—calma winter, não vai acontecer nada, okay? isso deve ser porque não quer ficar aqui, mas já já passa.

—ai miyeon, eu não sei não viu. se eu soubesse que sentiria isso teria ficado na festa do i.n mesmo, e vinha pra casa de ônibus.

                                      ☆★

aquele lugar era um tanto arriscado para eles, mas começando do começo, a entrada era meio escondida, já para as pessoas não encontrarem lá. ela era de arames farpados e enferrujados, com uma placa de "não ultrapasse, área restrita" e arbustos na frente. mas indo agora mais a dentro, esse lugar tinha um grande abismo, um penhasco pra ser mais sincera, por isso era uma área restrita e que devia-se tomar extremo cuidado ao entrar, ou melhor, nem entrar.

a cada 5 passos que jungwon dava, 6 ele tropeçava, estava quase caindo de rosto no chão. ele era o mais pacífico, não se importava de estar ali, ele só estava por estar.

—okay, chegamos pessoal. é aqui. olhem só que vista linda! —eles chegaram ao penhasco,as não estavam na ponta. ali, eles conseguiam uma linda visão, e realmente seul dali de cima, era linda. um vento forte batia neles, e winter novamente sentiu mais calafrios.

—venham, estão com medo é? relaxem, não vão cair do penhasco! essa brisa, huuumm, muito boa. —taehyung é o único que vai mais para a ponta. ele se senta por ali e tira um cigarro e um isqueiro do bolso. ele pergunta a jungwon se ele aceita, mas jungwon recusa.

—eer. . . é seguro ficar aí, tae? não me parece muito confiável.

—ah winter, é óbvio que é! já estou cansado desse seu medinho, já ficou chato! mas que porra. eu chamei vocês mas nunca disse que você era obrigada a vir. —ele coloca na boca seu cigarro já aceso, e inspira , logo soltando a fumaça pela boca.

—eu vim pois pensei que seria um lugar melhor que esse, e se você tivesse dito que iríamos ficar em um lugar de acesso restrito, eu nunca teria vindo! —winter estava bem irritada mesmo, chegou até a ficar vermelha enquanto falava. ela preferia mil vezes estar em casa ou na festa de jeongin do que ali, não pensaria 2 vezes caso pudesse sair dali. mas taehyung tinha antes falado que o seu carro não sairia de onde estava (pois miyeon tinha se oferecido para levar winter de carro, antes de eles entrarem na área). mas infelizmente winter não poderia ir andando, a rua estava deserta e ela estava longe de casa.

taehyung se levanta de onde estava sentado e se vira para winter. sua feição tinha mudado rapidamente, ele ficou sério e jogou seu cigarro embaixo do penhasco, sem nem ter terminado de fumá-lo por inteiro. ele se aproximou de winter, enquanto miyeon e jungwon apenas olhavam.

—sabe winter... talvez eu faça com você a mesma coisa que fiz com esse cigarro. —ele agarra winter rapidamente que nenhum dos 3 viram

—AAAAHH, ME SOLTA —ele está segurando winter enquanto está indo em direção à ponta do penhasco. jungwon tenta se aproximar para impedir mas acaba levando um chute em seu "ponto fraco" (já que tae estava com as mãos ocupadas), e caindo no chão de tanta dor. miyeon também , mas logo desiste depois que taehyung a olha com cara feia. seu celular está no carro, então ela corre até ele, saindo da floresta que os levava até o penhasco, para pedir ajuda.

—tchau tchau winter, aprende a ser menos chata. ah, espera... você deveria ter aprendido antes né? —sem dó e piedade ele a joga do penhasco, que tentava a todo custo se soltar de taehyung, mas agora já era tarde demais. com aquela cena, jungwon olha perplexo para tae.

—POR QUE VOCÊ FEZ ISSO? aai — ele ainda sentia bastante dor.

—olha, foi muito preciso viu? ela estava me dando nos nervos. eu escutei até o barulho da queda, você também escutou? o crânio deve ter sido es- —jungwon o interrompe

—você tá maluco?? você matou uma pessoa... VOCÊ MATOU A WINTER MANO!!!

—ooh! —taehyung faz uma cara como "😱" — se você não tivesse me falado, eu nem teria percebido! fala sério jungwon... — ele retira seu isqueiro (que foi guardado em seu bolso de volta antes de ele matar winter) e outro cigarro do seu maço, o acendendo. taehyung podia estar bêbado, mas tinha a consciência do que fez. e ele não se importou nem um pouco.

miyeon estava tentando ligar para a polícia ou qualquer outra pessoa (como i.n, por exemplo) para pedir ajuda. ela já havia escutado o grito de jungwon, e também o de winter. ela sabia que já era tarde, winter já estava morta, mas ela precisa comunicar a alguém. mas miyeon não conseguia, ali não tinha rede, não tinha sinal. ela começou a chorar, por não ter conseguido fazer algo antes de winter ser jogada daquele penhasco.

—merda... —ela fala isso ao mesmo tempo chutando o carro de taehyung. —o que eu vou fazer agora??

#era criminal 2 #capítulo 2