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bwabys-scenarios · 11 months

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Hey! Goodnight!

Well, I would like to ask for headcanons of Hantengu clones x Wifey reader of how they would be with her pregnant and with the baby

(Ps. I really love your fanfics with the Hantengu clones! ❤)

Hantengu clones x pregnant!wife!reader

SFW/NSFW HCs

Warnings: possessiveness, pregnant sex, oral, creampie(obviously)

Sfw

-once they learn of your pregnancies be prepared to be treated like a QUEEN! I mean they already treat you so well but their affections increase 10x

-Urogi is the most excited and protective, keeps stealing you away to hide you in his nest, though later in your pregnancy he stops and instead builds a nest out of blankets for you at home!

-Aizetsu takes over most of the domestic duties, only allowing you to go to town to get supplies. He also starts taking baths with you more often and massages your sore feet and back.

-Karaku is very invested in baby names and just things about the baby! He helps pick out clothes and builds a crib and pretty much whatever else you want!!

-Sekido acts like he doesn’t care but he secretly cares the most. He absentmindedly places a hand on your tummy and talks to the baby when he thinks you’re asleep.

-speaking of hands on your tummy, you will not go a day without at least two of the clones rubbing your belly and cooing about how big you’re getting.

-they have no idea what to do when you get hormonal, sekido gets kicked out of the house at least once a week for yelling at you because he’s so nervous about your mood

-they are much more gentle with you, especially Urogi, before he’d be a bit rowdy but now when he holds you it feels like he’s handling glass

-they will not hesitate to run out and get whatever food you’re craving(if it’s night)

-you end up having more than one baby, possibly even quadruplets!!

-your children will never want for anything, because their dads spoil them absolutely ROTTEN

NSFW

-okay so they are so much more gentle with you

-all sexual activity stops once you’re 6 months along

-but before that they literally can’t keep their hands off of you

-especially Urogi he goes feral every time he sees you

-Karaku literally can’t go a day without being inside you or you jerking him off!! just so horny for you!!

-when you start producing milk all of the boys want a taste!!

-they can’t help but cum inside you now, expect to be absolutely full of cum at all times

-Aizetsu will just have tears rolling down your face after eating you out for hours on end 😭😭🙏

-sekido gets banned from any sex after month 2 because he’s too big and rough, though you do jerk him off and let him cockwarm you if he promises to be gentle!!

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bcolfanfic · 1 month

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HI so another youngvets ask if you're drowning in these I'm so sorry--

but I'm wondering do the buckies deal with the pta?? are the pta moms gossiping about sweet little josie's incredibly attractive parents? did uncle croz pick her up one random week when he's visiting from england and everyone practically falls in love with him? do they go on those sports day kind of parents race thing like princess diana did for her boys and absolutely decimated the other parents? career day where they come by to talk about gales academia life and former piloting? chaperoning for field trips to the aquarium? josies in some ball club and they come watch her games with the rest of the boys and nearly get kicked out for being too rowdy???

thank you <33 hope everything is well!!

well gale IS my princess diana, so 🙏🏼

but yes i think they’re very involved parents. gale already has friends within the school system from work and even though he teaches high school knows families with littler kids too. so even though they are *very* much the minority as a 2 dads family where they live in wyoming them not being total strangers in the community makes it less awkward if that makes sense? there’s of course some outlier jerks, but the other parents generally have their back when anyone is a dick.

and yes the other moms think they’re hot pleasexbhxh made myself laugh thinking about one of them telling bucky that if he ever changes what team he plays for then she’s around. and he’s like 😀👍🏼 noted LMAO.

when uncle crosby comes to visit he comes to her school to eat lunch with her and she’s sooo excited sweet thing. especially bc he brought her candy and what not from england so she’s automatically Super Cool now to all her little friends. she thinks that big doe eyed man hung the moon. <3

def see gale doing the career day stuff. not that bucky doesn’t *want* to it’s just. a sore topic for him still and especially with kids being a little unfiltered question wise it just makes sense to play it safe and let gale take over that. but josie still tells everyone with great enthusiasm that her other dad also flew planes.

she’s so proud of her daddies. her little face looking for them in the crowd when they come to her school stuff- and her smile when she sees that they’re there- just makes them melt.

very much see curt being the one that borders on getting thrown out of her sports games when him and kenny are in town. in my mind him and kenny are kinda in a fucking on the low situationship deal which is a part of them always showing up together but ah that’s a brain rot for another time. he doesn’t mean it in a Scary Sports Guy That Yells At Kids way, he’s just ✨enthusiastic✨. and he does think josie is better than all the other kids because well, she’s his perfect darling niece and the other kids are not LOL.

#im normally such a hard ass on myself about world building accuracy #but for this we’re just gonna roll with wyoming being *slightly* less rural than it is #there’s a major aquarium in wyoming because *i* said so #amen 🙏🏼#young vets au #buck x bucky

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munsonpetal · 2 years

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eddie munson x reader fic rec list 2

smut !!

angst ☁︎

fluff ♡

last updated: february 27

* = newest added

3 or more parts

get your fix !! @munsonquinns

adventures in your shared obsessions of each other and your bodies—and eddie was insatiable when it came to you.

camera shy part 2 !! ^

eddie's a popular camboy, along with your best friend steve. one lucky introduction manages to turn your life upside down, arguably, for the better.

this post !! ^

eddie fucking the reader and shes like struggling and saying “have.. to.. be.. quiet” while eddie is just cooing her telling her that she doesn’t/no one is home

brat tamer!eddie !! ^

you’re a brat and get tamed by eddie

edging eddie !! ^

you edge eddie until he’s basically in tears begging for release

single dad!eddie x reader drabbles ♡ @luveline

eddie and roan + you

love bites !!♡ ^

eddie munson is super weird. he holds your hand too tight, he has a fascination with your neck, and he can’t give a hickey to save his life. good thing you’re super weird, too.

this post ♡ @nyxoz

reading lotr with eddie on a rainy day

maybe birthdays aren't so bad ♡ @runningmunson

eddie hated his birthday but you didn’t know why. after he finally told you why, you made it your mission to change his mind.

lucky !! @poisondaisy

smut with mean!eddie

pretty persuasion !!♡ @serasvictoria

you are the proud owner of hawkins records and have been for some years now, but dwindling sales mean that you might be forced to close the store that you love so much. Help comes in the form of eddie munson, former friend and frontman of a very successful band, but since the two of you hadn't parted in the best way 12 years ago there is no telling what will happen when you reunite again.

virgin!eddie !! @usedtobecooler

virgin!eddie + experienced!reader

good boy part 2 !!☁︎♡ @peterthepark

she’s the girl next door. eddie is the metalhead freak who’s just barely clearing his name after a whole town fiasco. opposites attract but certainly not like this, and certainly not in the back of eddie’s van.

broken nose kind of protective ☁︎♡ @kl4us4

eddie loves his uncle - he's almost a father to him. he just hates when he brings his rowdy, disrespectful friends to the trailer park.

fake dating !!☁︎♡ @hellfireswhxre

eddie and reader are fake dating to make chrissy jealous, but real feelings come out and threaten their relationship.

menace ♡ @retrobutterflies

telling a guy at a party that you have a boyfriend doesn't seem to deter him. probably because that guy is your boyfriend and you're too drunk to realize.

girlfriend ♡ @cassiopeiaemiliagaunt

your boyfriend is very drunk, doesn’t recognize you and tells you he has a girlfriend.

the price of a kiss ♡ @spiderrrling

you start trading eddie little nick knacks for kisses

i’ll make it up to you part 2 !!☁︎ @stranger-nightmare

eddie been distant and self conscious about his body ever since the bat incident in the upside down, meaning the two of you haven’t slept together for a while, when you finally confront him on it he vows to make it up to you...

this post !! ^

giving eddie a hand job and whispering praises in his ear while he sits pretty and slowly becomes an aroused mess, only focusing on how good you're making him feel

strange love part 2 ☁︎♡ @strangermarvelss

eddie has a date, with someone who isn’t you. you’re less than thrilled about it

hot and bothered !! @lilacletter

on the hottest day of the year, the heat isn’t what has eddie all hot and bothered.

it’s fantasy, babe !! @greenishghostey

you decide to indulge in a fun fantasy with your boyfriend: eddie, sneaking into your room and cumming inside you.

give me my nose ♡ @sunflowergirl522

times you and eddie have stolen each others noses

the box !! @forays-into-fiction

you had been noticing some of your things going missing. at first it had been easy to dismiss, a hair tie here, an almost empty bottle of lotion there. but more recently it had been items harder to ignore, photos of treasured memories, items of clothing, so on and so forth. but you had no idea where they could be disappearing to, why would anyone even want that stuff, it’s not like it was valuable or anything.

there will be no tenderness !! ^

eddie catches you flirting with someone else... or at least that’s what he thinks. you let him take out his aggression on you, reminding you just who you belong to.

say you love me ♡ @marianita195

you don’t say “i love you” back to eddie

give you the moon ♡!! @keeryshouse

had you known getting your first tattoo would end up with you being in love with eddie munson, you might have gotten it a lot sooner.

conviction ☁︎!! @tiannasfanfic

life takes an unexpected turn when a one time fling with your best friend leads to an unplanned pregnancy. will years of friendship be enough to build a solid marriage off of...or are you destined for heartbreak due to a wandering eye like the town rumor mill predicts?

can i try something? !! @justsomestoriessx

he wants to try something a bit newer for you both. you’re more than happy to partake.

not a creature was stirring !! @roanniom

phone sex with eddie

everlong ☁︎♡!! @andvys *

your love for your best friend brought you nothing but pain and heartache but an unexpected offer and the chance to forget all about your feelings might change everything.

#eddie munson x reader #eddie munson fic rec #eddie munson smut #eddie munson fluff #eddie munson angst

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thesassypadawan · 4 months

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Fireworks *part 2* (Master Qui-Gon x KnightReader)

Note: Read Love’s In Our Hearts On Life Day *part 1* first to get an idea of what’s going on.

Summary: After a truly wonderful Life Day, it’s time to celebrate the new year with your recently expanded family. What better of a way to do so then with sipping on some hot cocoa and watching the New Year Fete fireworks all together. Happy New Year!

Warnings: Contains fluff, fluff, and more fluff!

Other Notes: I changed the ages for the boys, Anakin is 9 and Obi is 14.

New Year’s Fete Week is the first five days of the year (according to the Galactic Standard Calendar) and is a five-day festival that celebrates the new year.

New Year’s Day, the first dawn of the year. A time of renewal and fresh starts. The moment when we say goodbye to the old and hello to the new…by celebrating with those we care for the most.

“Dear one, what are you trying to do?” Qui-Gon asked, an amused look on his handsome face as he slowly stirred the simmering pot.

“I’m trying to get the thermos to put our hot chocolate in, but someone not only put it up too high…they also hid my step stool!” You sighed exasperatedly, standing on your tip toes.

Reaching above your head, Qui plucked the aforementioned thermos from the top shelf with ease. “That’s because someone doesn’t want to see the two of you get hurt.”

Taking the bottle from him, you jokingly rolled your eyes. “My, aren’t we the overprotective one.”

Wrapping his arm around your waist, Qui-Gon pulled you in close beside him. “Only when it comes to very precious cargo,” he muttered, rubbing your small bump affectionately.

“Oh, Qui,” you whispered, pressing a kiss to the bottom of his jaw. “You know, we still have some time before-”

Your words were abruptly cut short as two overly excited kiddos called out from the next room.

“Mom! Dad! The fireworks are starting soon!” Came Obi-Wan’s crackling voice.

“Yeah! We don’t want to miss a single minute!” Followed by Anakin’s higher pitched one.

You each exchanged a small, knowing smile. Life hadn’t been quite the same since you had adopted Ani, the child “too old to be trained”. It was hectic and a tad overwhelming at times, but Qui and you wouldn’t have it any other way. Because nothing compared to a house filled with so much love and joy.

“Hold that thought,” Qui-Gon said softly, his hand sliding down to your hip and giving it a gentle squeeze…making you giggle.

Turning his head to the side, he shot a simple reply over his shoulder. “We’ll be there in a few moments!”

“Yeah! We’re just finishing up a little surprise for you two!” You added playfully, unscrewing the lid.

The sound of fast approaching footfalls could be heard thundering down the hall.

“Now you’ve done it,” Qui chuckled. Shutting off the burner, he quickly poured the steaming concoction into the bottle and screwed the cap back on. Just in time for the rowdy pair to come stampeding into the tiny kitchen, both bundled up and ready to go.

“Surprise?!” Ani giddily asked.

“I smell chocolate!” Obi enthusiastically exclaimed.

“Hmm, maybe,” you hummed, as you finished filling a container of cookies. “You’ll have to wait and see.”

A joint “aw, man” is what you heard in return.

“Oh, it’s not that bad,” you teased, carefully packing the goodies into your bag. “You’ll find out soon enough.”

“Your mother is right,” Qui-Gon chimed in, pulling his coat on. “And, with that said, let’s be on our way.”

Ani and Obi each let out a small cheer, before running out the back door and into the freshly, fallen snow.

Draping your shawl over your shoulders, Qui-Gon murmured. “Shall we, darling?”

Placing a loving hand on your stomach, you happily replied. “Yes, let’s go celebrate the new year with all three of our boys.”

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garrickxvelour · 10 months

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as the temperatures in merrock continue to climb higher and higher (as warm as maine tends to get), garrick is soaking up the season in every way that he can.

answers to the prompts are under the cut!

What does your character think about summer? Are they a fan, or do they long for the colder, more temperate months?

Garrick isn't the biggest fan of summer. A casual enjoyer, but he's much more of a fan of the colder months. With his birthday in early November, he loves the fall and winter season. In all of their crisp morning and snowstorm glory.

2. Is there a certain food or cold treat that they reach for on a hot night when a regular dinner just won’t work?

Some ice cream always hits the spot. He doesn't have an insane sweet tooth, but he loves some savory flavors like coffee.

3. What about a beverage they enjoy in the summer?

A nice cold beer. A Corona or Blue Moon. While he has a wide array of favorite alcoholic beverages, when summer rolls around, it's only right to welcome the season with some beer.

4. Describe your character’s sense of style / fashion go-tos when it comes to the warm months.

His style during the summer could very much be described as something between mature frat boy and vacation dad. He’s stylish and takes care of his appearance—has an eye for color and the occasional accessory. Open button downs with floral or beachy patterns paired with shorts. Boat shoes and sunglasses and maybe a matching hat. Some comfy loafers for a night out.

5. What about what they wear to the pool or the beach?

He’s definitely breaking out his little swim trunks. His shorts for day to day wear or pool wear always are above the knee. He tends to prefer darker colors such as deep purples and plums, burgundies and maroons, but in the summer he does make a little exception. He has some salmon swim shorts in his arsenal.

6. Speaking of – if they’re at the beach, what is their favorite thing to do?

He parks himself under a large umbrella in a beach chair, water in one cup holder, a beer or another refreshing beverage in the other, and a book in his lap. He’s the type to take a dip in the water from type to time, but he’s too fair to be out in the sun without burning. Listening to the waves rolling in and seagulls calling is enough ambience to soothe him.

7. If your character had to choose, would they rather spend time at the pool, or at the beach?

As much as he enjoys both, I think growing up he spent more time at a pool in general and has so many fond memories associated with them. He appreciates the beach for what it is. Enjoys reading alone. But the social nature that comes with lounging by a pool supersedes that of a beach.

8. When they’re at the pool, are they a lounge around, soaking up the sun type, or in the water, causing chaos type?

Oh, a lounge around kind of guy for sure. Catch him drinking and striking up conversation, throwing charming smiles and flirting. He won’t get rowdy in the water unless someone instigates.

9. Outside of pool and beach fun, what is your character’s favorite summer hobby or pastime that they can’t wait to do?

He loves a good BBQ. A classic, big family and friend gathering. Cooking at a grill with a drink in hand, jumping into a pool, sitting around a fire pit, lighting sparklers. He’s romanticized it just a bit, but enjoys it all the same.

10. Are they big on vacations, or are they more of a staycation kind of person?

He loves a nice vacation. A habitual enjoyer of touring historic locations and rustic historic towns to match. He loves museums and sightseeing around cities and towns. He's been known to dabble with some outdoorsy escapades like kayaking and hiking.

11. When it comes to outdoor space, gardening, etc., what does your character do? Do they mow their lawn, do they have a garden, is their home full of plants?

He has some landscaping in the front of his house—some shrubs and flowers and simple plants. He isn’t the biggest gardener, but after years of tending to some simple crops on a farm, he has an eye for helping house plants flourish.

12. What is their favorite spot to spend time in Merrock that doesn’t include the public pool and the swim beach?

He really enjoys the market. The bustle of people moving about, buying goods and food from local sellers. Live bands playing on the street. The sense of community it lends.

13. If they had to pick one thing to say that they disliked about summer… what would it be and why?

The heat. As much as he likes the sunshine, high temperatures are sometimes too much for him and his northern upbringing.

14. What is your character’s favorite summertime memory? Whether it be from their childhood or their big kid years?

The first summer he spent in the states. All of his new friends from college once spent a weekend at someone's parents' house on a lake, skinny dipped in the water, and made s'mores, kissed under the stars and crashed in a heap of blankets and pillows. The quintessential "American" summer.

15. And lastly… what is one thing that they really hope to do this summer?

T watch the sunset on the beach while on a picnic. Even if he doesn’t have any company. He wants to take full advantage of not only living on the Atlantic again, but having beautiful beaches to enjoy.

#merrocktask #inspo #task5

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notasapleasure · 1 year

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Safe, 8 episodes (2018), part 1/2

Oh god, let’s get this over with then. I did already do a kind of deranged liveblog of my response to this show, so if you want more vagueing about the stupid plot/characters/concept then head over to that tag (#liveblogging safe). Or just watch it on Netflix yourself, but do make sure to lobotomise yourself with a screwdriver first.

Neil Chahal: beautiful, low-key unhinged, mysterious employment, tight chinos, lovely dressing gown, and you don’t want to know what it is that’s going to revive his ailing marriage to Zoe the French teacher!

Episode 1

We get the distinct impression immediately that everyone in his family finds him exhausting and wishes he would Just Stop. At first, it’s not clear precisely what’s so annoying, but he rises to the occasion pretty quickly.

NEEL. Sorry buddy, that’s your name now. (kneel)

He wants to treat his nineteen-year-old son Chris like a grown-up, so he’s frank with him (no, he’s NEEL </dad joke>) at the family dinner (while wife and daughter have gone away to sigh extravagantly elsewhere)

His son is less blasé about this than he expects.

The next day, Chris and his girlfriend Jenny (daughter of the mc, Tom, let’s not even get started on that guy) are missing.

DRESSING GOWN. FLUFFY. CLEAVAGE.

Chris said he was heading to Ioan’s house.

Oh hohoho wouldn’t you like to know dressing-gown boy he’s the year 12 [sixteen/seventeen-year-old] kid your wife is screwing but don’t worry there won’t be any consequences

Episode 2

Neel's very bad no good day continues, also he is ALWAYS just...hanging round at home waitting for bad news at the door

First up it’s the police with a warrent to search the place because his wife’s been arrested for being a suspected paedophile...

Tiny little meltdown of throwing things around :’)

Then it’s his bloody neighbour again asking after Chris and Jenny, who are still awol. Neel gives a bravado display of the insecurities of middle aged masculinity.

I want to say that it’s astounding to think he might be the kind of husband who ever did, but it’s actually not unimaginable. Neel is bitter, but it almost feels like having a teenage boy in the house has made him weird about his masculinity in a way he wasn’t before. Or maybe it’s the suspicion that his wife is fucking a different teenage boy. Anyway.

I don’t know how many times I can say that this man just makes me really sad? He seemed so desperate to talk to his family earlier and clearly just. doesn’t know how to. Acting like it’s FINE that his son doesn’t talk to him about things and that’s what he’s expect because Men Don’t Talk About Things!!

He’s not worried about Chris, but he does agree to let Jenny’s dad have a look round Chris’s room because of a couple of alarming texts.

The next screenshots are mainly for the hands on hips and trouser hoik, but also, for all my complaints about this show, we know this guy, don’t we? Sharing uncomfortable details about expensive home renovation when you don’t really know anything about him or his family? And then it’s not just his family who wish he’d stop talking. It’s strangers too. oh Neel. You’ve forgotten how to interact with people. too long wfh.

Did Chris go out on the Vespa?

Train times, probably, but Neel is sceptical. Afterwards, Marc Warren says what bad vibes the place has. And if Marc Warren thinks you have bad vibes, well, yeowch.

Episode 3

Chris is still missing, but by now we know he’s very much dead, and the family trying to hide the body is hilariously bad at it.

Meanwhile, Sophie, the main cop and sort of girlfriend of Tom, tells Zoe they now believe she’s been set-up and they’re trying to find out who would want to paint her as a paedophile. Neel looks moody in the rattan sofa:

is this like when you have a rowdy pet and you have to banish them to the garden when visitors come round?

Even Neel and Zoe’s daughter is starting to miss her big brother now! Who will take her to the cinema?

(Look! Neel has work to do! Do we know what it is? No)

Idk man. Is it meant to be messaging about how some lax continental child-rearing style Neel and Zoe (she is French, after all) followed has led to this situation, where they seem unconcerned by their teenager’s absence and the problem is more ‘you need someone to take you to the cinema’ rather than ‘your brother isn’t just giving me the cold shoulder he’s actually ignoring his whole family’? He did offer still, but man, pretty sure his daughter hates him. Should probably have gone ahead with the divorce before her exams, babe, sticking around isn’t helping.

Later on, he hears Zoe leaving Chris voicemails and does seem to share her concern a little?

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End of Part 1. I’m splitting this into two posts, just in case it gets unwieldy with the screenshots - Chris’ body is found next episode, so there’s a bit more of the Chahals.

#adventures in joplin sibtain's imdb page #joplin sibtain #neel from safe #<- a tag i already had :))#netflix safe #harlan coben's safe #safe (series)

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artsyaech · 1 year

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ooo i wanna hear about ur OCs!

(also here's another 2-D for you)

oookay, this might be a long one

i’m unsure if i should talk about them online, but whatever.

i’m here to talk about the characters that have lived in my head rent-free for almost six years now, holy crap…

so the story that these characters are from is long and convoluted (i wrote an entire book on it when i was thirteen, sent it to publishers and even got a meeting, but it was shit so i don’t blame them for not publishing it) so i’ll spare you the details and just give you character descriptions

sean freyr timberwolf is a 13 year old icelandic boy, who’s descended from chile. he’s quiet and is constantly consuming media. he hates his boring life until he gets transported to another dimension to go on an adventure…

all these other characters are from this “other universe”

viander bryndal is the “wise old man” figure, but turned upside down. he’s hundreds of years old and pretty wise, but he has a sense of humor and always makes dad jokes. i want him to be like the wizards of ancient iceland, but i’m unsure how to incorporate that into this high-fantasy setting.

ísmey orka bryndal is viander’s adoptive daughter. she’s the same age as sean, but is much more mature than he is. she’s had to suffer a lot, even surviving a highly dangerous curse that was put upon her at a young age. she is a quick thinker and knows her way around the world, having been homeless to an extent for most of her life

liu jîang is also 13 at the start of the story. she’s quick-witted, book smart and very passionate, but her feelings often get the best of them. she’s loud and rowdy. they are canonically nonbinary and use she/they pronouns.

erik snæland is an icelandic-french little prick. he’s self-absorbed and can be very dumb at points. he was raised in enourmous wealth until he was sold to the sortar…

#aech’s asks #ocs

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serosluv2 · 2 years

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★﹒₊‧ more sero headcanons bc i'm in love w him

in middle school he started puberty before everyone meaning he had bad acne before everyone else too :/ and he was so insecure about it that he would drown his skin in chemicals so much so that it just got worse until his sister (i also hc that he is the 2nd oldest of 5 BIG FAMILY) went into his room and saw all those damn products that doesn't do shit so she took him to a dermo and got him on some actual good shit that help. but he does still have light purple-ish acne scars on the bottom of his cheeks which are pretty faint but but look so good in him.

like i said he had a rlly big family. 5 siblings (including him) and he's the 2nd oldest. it goes his oldest sister(19), sero(16), twin boys (10), and a sister (2). his older sister is in her first year at uni studying to be a pharmacist and she has a very calm and inviting presence. like you just instantly feel safe with her and want to tell her all your secrets. denki 100% tried to hit on her the first time he went to his house over break. the two twins are rowdy as hell. they absolutely destroy the house on the regular and sero finds himself cleaning it up before his parents get home. (sweetest boy ever) his youngest sister is only two but she is prefect. yk the whole 'terrible 2's' thing most kids go through? yeah not her. she's so quiet and amused by everything around her she only cries when he's REALLY hungry or she's hurt/scared. sero and his brothers are also so protective over her and def will be when she gets older. his parents work so incredibly hard to keep their children happy. his dad owns a dinner in their small town and his mom is a teaches english and AP european literature at a private high school.

his music taste is all over the board. i can see him liking bands like valley, coin and artist like frank ocean or/and tyler the creator, especially when he's in a love sick mood.

i feel like he eats the most clean out of the bakusqaud. like bakugou eats gel they but he also downs those ultra spicy ramen packet things. not that sero is trying to be healthy i just don't think he cares for/likes junk food that much. like hell only eat junk food if he's out with friends and they stop at like some place.

also he played basketball in middle school and he was GOOD AT IT TOO! idk how basketball works but ik he was good as hell. ik canonically he's not very popular but i'm ignoring that bc in my head sero is popular. not like he's hanging out with ppl, partying 24/7 or in drama type of popular, just like everyone knows him and tells him bacially everything. he's your girlfriends "guy bestie🥺" and he knows all the drama. HES A FLIRT TOO i don't remember if i mentioned that in my last post or not but it's worthy mentioning twice.

thank u for reading ♥︎

#🍊s.h #mha.#mha headcanons #sero hanta #sero x reader #hanta sero fluff #sero hanta headcanons #sero x y/n

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asset35-maya · 3 years

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HEAT WAVES

Short series written as part of the DBH LATE SUMMER PROMPT CHALLENGE

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[PART 6/7: ICE CUBES]

(Read Parts 1 , 2 , 3 , 4 and 5 first!)

Ice cubes clinked as Hank swirled the dark liquid in his glass around. He wasn’t supposed to be drinking, but like… how could he not? It was the Fourth of July and everyone who meant anything to him was right by his side.

It was a night of relaxation, of festivity, of celebration. And for the first time in a long while, Hank was filled with an overwhelming sense of calm. Life was good. So good that he had to pour himself a little Jack Daniels… buuuut not good enough to do so without drawing worried glares from his adopted sons.

So Hank dragged a deck chair to the very edge of his garden… under the cover of foliage… out of sight… and hopefully out of mind while the fireworks burst overhead.

Hank couldn’t see much of the sky, but it wasn’t like he really wanted to look at it. He leaned back leisurely against the canvas fabric and scanned the crowd. A sea of people he’d have never imagined welcoming to his home with open arms.

Humans and androids. Androids and humans. Who would have thought any of this would be possible just a couple of years ago? Organic beings and artificial life. Newfound friends and family. Renewed hopes and dreams and different kinds of love.

Hank shook his head in wonder. He’d been so worried about the kind of world he was bringing Cole into… but it turned out just fine. If only his little boy was around to see it. Hank blinked back tears and lifted the glass to his lips.

Before he could take a swig, he was distracted by a burst of laughter from the porch. Jeffrey and Jessica Fowler were up to their usual party antics. Twenty-five years together had led to a well-formed habit of roasting each other for everyone’s entertainment. Hank couldn’t hear what was being said, but a smile crossed his face nevertheless. Marriage goals.

He let his gaze wander... and fall upon Chris and his wife at the periphery of the lawn. Unlike others, they weren’t staring upwards impatiently or yelling for someone to go check the fuses. They stood facing each other, locked in a stolen moment of quiet intimacy. Hank knew it wasn’t often that they got a chance to just be. To spend time, however briefly, as a couple... away from the responsibilities of life and work and kids.

There was a series of small flashes and booms... and the Millers leaned into each other as the fireworks began. Hank’s heart swelled with joy for his protégé. He set the glass of whiskey down on the grass and stretched luxuriously in his chair, now looking for his own brats among the crowd.

He easily spotted Nines and Gavin. Each husband held a child in his arms, providing a nice vantage point for the little one to watch the colors painting the night sky. Gavin had one on his shoulders too. Hank watched proudly as the couple handled the shrieking children with expertise, bouncing them up and down, pointing in the right directions.

Gavin nudged Nines’ shoulder with his own and received a playful shove back. There was an unhurried ease to their interactions. They weren’t chasing any kind of romance.

Sure they had their disagreements (the stuffy studio apartment was the most recent one Hank was aware of)... but they were on a path of utmost stability. Sure Gavin could still be hot-headed at times... and Nines could be too high-handed in his manner... but a vision of rosy-cheeked grandchildren flooded the grizzled Lieutenant’s mind just then.

The next couple he saw... still starting out with their relationship... still in that rather silly honeymoon phase... was Connor and Tina. They weren’t watching the fireworks... and were doing something distinctly not family friendly. Luckily, none of the little kids were looking. Hank had absolutely not expected to see this degree of passion from Connor.

The RK800 had been through a lot. He’d done a lot and contributed a lot... to the department, to society, to androidkind and the whole damn world. He’d seen a lot too. The best and worst of people. Hank was unsurprised that he remained unattached even two years after the android revolution. He would have understood if Connor wished to stay that way... but was glad there was now something flourishing with Tina Chen, the unassuming and hardworking girl-next-door. It was an unusual match, but made perfect sense in hindsight.

Hank wasn’t a prude by any standards, but as a father, even he had to avert his eyes when Connor pushed Tina against the back wall of the house and wedged a thigh between her legs. Cheeks aflame, the Lieutenant decided to turn his attention to the fireworks. He leaned forward in his seat and peered up at the sliver of glittering sky visible through the tree branches.

He blinked as he noticed a pair of men sitting on his roof. This was why he didn’t usually invite his rowdy colleagues over. Give an inch, they’d take a mile. Hank started to rise to his feet to tell the offenders off but fell back with a gasp as he recognized them. Sixty was prone to such behavior, but Captain Allen?

They were sitting extremely close to each other... looking up at the pyrotechnics but not at each other... not touching, but definitely talking. Hank had no idea what could be happening... well actually, maybe he did, given the number of seemingly-innocent questions Allen kept asking about Sixty over the course of the evening. The tension between the SWAT heroes was palpable even from where Hank sat under the tree.

The fireworks reached a crescendo. The colorful glow grew brighter and the sounds intensified. Hank watched with bated breath as Allen put a hand on Sixty’s thigh... made the android face him fully... slowly leaned forwards... and kissed him tentatively. Sixty took a moment to unfreeze... and reciprocated.

Hank couldn’t help but pump his fist with pride as waves of emotion washed over him. He felt higher than he had in years despite his current state of sobriety. For all the terrible shit he’d done in life... his sons would make up for it with the big love they had to share with the world.

The fireworks wound down and everyone began to return to reality. Before anyone could notice, Hank quickly stuck two fingers in his glass to trap the ice cubes... and poured the alcohol onto the ground.

Footsteps approached. Hank pretended to not notice, making a show of retrieving the ice cubes from the glass and pressing them to his heated eyelids. He sighed in exaggerated relief... murmuring about the weather in the exact same way he’d seen his grandparents complain when he was a child. Hopefully the act would suffice.

“Dad?”

It was Nines, carrying a colleague’s baby. For all his superior surveillance programming, he seemed unable to locate the parent among the gradually receding cookout crowd.

“You okay?”

“Yeah, yeah. Just the heat. Can’t take it like I used to...”

Nines obviously saw right through his father. He glanced at the wet patch on the ground and his LED spun yellow, no doubt scanning the alcohol content. He refrained from commenting though.

“Dad, it’s late and there’s a lot to clean up over here. Mind if Gavin and I help and stay over?”

Hank hoped the multiple layers of appreciation showed in his answering smile.

“Of course, kid.”

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biderboy · 3 years

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THE MARAUDERS RAISING THE WEASLEYS PART 3

in the last part i mentioned the “kisses heal everyting” and i wanna imagine ron always kissing remus scars after a full moon in hopes he’ll feel better

i did not get hugged as a child so i am 100% sure the marauders gave cuddles SO much. it’s not unlikely for bill to wake up late and immediately make his way over to remus for a morning hug, or for george to demand atleast 3 hugs from james before he goes to work

lily teaches them that emotions are healthy, and makes sure they know it does not make them weak, and gentle tells them how to express what they’re feeling without hurting themselves or others. HEALTHY EMOTIONAL GUIDANCE!!!

remus and percy play a lot of card games, now percy sucks at real card games but he’s a MASTER at go fish and always beats remus in every. game.

one day peter brought the girl he was seeing home, and while she knew he had kids, she full on did not expect 7 small redheads to rush up to them screaming “PA YOURE HOME!!” and engulfing peter into a giant doggy pile

bill starts hogwarts and so they all go with to drop him off at the train, sirius tries sneaking on board with him and james cries seeing his oldest son off, remus gives him a good 3 minute long hug, and peter has to hold the twins as they cry. lily is the only reason bill doesn’t miss the train

speaking of such, bill was super nervous about leaving and remus was going to let him just keep going to muggle school so he’d be home every night, but after many, many, long talks, they convinced bill hogwarts wasn’t bad, and that they’d find a way to visit him (they did)

charlie brought home a cat one day and didn’t tell anyone, and james only noticed it when he woke up to it sitting on his face on morning. seeking out the culprit, he immediately knew it was charlie, as the boy was a horrible liar, and they ended up keeping “kitty” the cat. (ron named him)

peter had a home office type thing and percy spent a lot of his free time with him there, he’d sit at his desk and pretend to work like peter does, and peter often let him look over some of his ministry work, the marauders started calling him “mini pete”

george decided he wanted hair like sirius’ one day and nobody knows how he got black hair dye or why, but lily came home to a mess but george was smiling so brightly and so she let it be.

ron has a keen liking to salsa and nobody knows why, but for his snacks he demands salsa and so they have to stay stocked or he’ll get grumpy

the whole family has matching necklaces and i take no criticism, it was sirius’ idea and everytime fred sees someone without their necklace he calls them out

THE WHOLE FAMILY GOING TO WATCH JAMES QUIDDITCH GAMES! harry is on sirius’ shoulders and remus has ron and ginny, all of them have face paint and are screaming so loud they can’t talk the next day. james always plays his best when his whole family is there, and he totally shouts out each of his kids when they win

the marauders make valentine’s day a HUGE deal, they get each kid their own box of chocolates and a stuffed animal for the younger ones (bill and percy get books they wanted), they gets a bunch of balloons and flowers and make a whole day saying how much they love them

of all things, charlie likes bird watching. he’ll sit in the yard for hours watching the birds fly by, sometimes remus comes out and joins him, other times james came out and fell asleep next to him. charlie was just happy to sit there with his dads

percy was always nervous to ask sirius things but sirius always answered with patience and caring and made sure it never sounded like percy was stupid for asking such things, and sirius quickly became someone percy went to for everything

when charlie finally understood what an animagus was, he desperately wanted to be one, he was fully convinced he could turn into a dragon if given the chance.

ginny was teething and would out literally EVERYTHING in her mouth, including padfoots tail, which sirius complains about.

fred most definitely started a food fight more than once, successfully getting flour, egg, syrup, mac and cheese, AND half a burger in james hair

during christmas, the marauders let percy decide how to hang the lights outside because they love seeing his bright eyes as they enthusiastically compliment his decisions and maybe sometimes the lights are a mess but they’re all happy anyways

u know those macaroni necklaces? yea charlie made sirius one and sirius never takes it off, stating it’s “the best piece of jewelry he owns” and when his coworkers ask, he proudly says that his son made it for him

the first time one of the kids got seriously hurt, all hell broke loose. it was george, and they were at some muggle playground when james first heard the loud cry of “daddy!” , all 4 of them were up and running before they could blink. sirius and peter were the ones to get there first, and also were the ones to apperate george to the hospital. remus went on a frenzy, yelling at the parents around them to demand who pushed his baby off the swings. james was scared shitless, but had to be the one to calm remus down and get the rest of the kids back home. george was fine, a sprained ankle, but james wouldn’t leave his side at all for like 2 weeks

one time a teacher said charlie had a bad temper and was not a good student, so sirius went to said teacher himself and demanded to know why she thought he was “bad.” apparently he just had problems paying attention and she was just a dumb teacher so is sad of yelling at her (he totally wanted to) he simply got charlie moved to a more understanding classroom

harry and ron share a room, and apparently had been hoarding muffins for 2 weeks and lily found them while she was cleaning and coudlnt help but laugh because they both are so much like remus

most days peter was in change of lunch and had the worst time because all of the kids were as indecisive as it gets and half of them wanted sandwiches and the other half wnated mac and cheese and charlie wouldn’t sit down long enough to even say what he wanted and when he did all he said was “fruit snacks”

percy had to get glasses and was super neevous about how they looked, but james was in his “super dad” glory and constantly told him he looked smart and like he could beat sirius in a fight, percy didn’t mind wearing his glasses all the much after that

sometimes it was hard to keep track of which kid liked which thing, so the had “snack boxes” for each of them filled with the different things they liked because charlie hates veggie sticks but ron loved them, and harry could eat apples for days but fred didn’t like the skin.

bill extremely misses his family at hogwarts and so he constantly talks about them. the professors had a bit of a shock when he talked about all 4 of his dads, and some had a run for their money when they heard who his dads were. they’re only saving grace was that bill took after lily in wanting to study and actually do well.

CHARLIE AND GEORGE LEARN TO MAKE FLOWER CROWNS AND REMUS NEVER TAKES HIS OFF !!!

while they are normally a very rowdy and loud family, there are plenty quiet nights where all the kids pile onto blankets and pillows on the living room floor and sirius and james join them while remus, lily and peter make hot chocolate and those times they just bask in the love and contentment of the family

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rein-ette · 3 years

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Are you still working on your Commonwealth study? Do you have any thoughts on Arthur's relationships with his colonies apart from Canzuk + US?

Not properly, unfortunately with exams and then work I haven’t had mental/emotional capacity to do real research (and probably won’t for a while 😔). But I have continued to think about and develop certain relationships, and I think I also have old hcs I’ve never shared, so I’ll put those down!

Born into the Empire

Australia

@oumaheroes has already done such great hcs on him idk what I can add, but basically he was a little bit of a rowdy child, always breaking windows and shattering fancy pots, never able to sit still. I think rainbow once mentioned that Ken (short for Kenneth, my name for Aus) was a lot like England as a child in his curiosity and energy, and I wholeheartedly agree. But I think Arthur’s intensity was more inwardly directed, pushing him to pursue and master new talents and learn whatever he could, while Australia is a little more carefree in his love for the outdoors, exploring, jumping around and off things, little wild animals. Unfortunately for him, he was born in a period of the empire when Arthur was very serious about his kids education, and therefore often praised those who studied hard and learned fast, which really just wasn’t Australia’s cup of tea. Australia took this kinda hard and thought he was the “dumb” one in the family that Arthur was always scolding, but in reality Arthur knew and appreciated that Australias interests lay elsewhere — he was just a frustrated, tired, parent who really wanted to give his kids the best while also holding his empire together, two goals that were never going to fit well in the end and would completely exhaust him.

As Australia’s grown older he’s realized a bit of this (not entirely, though) and also that 1) he really did break a lot expensive things and cause general mayhem 2) scolding us Arthur’s way of showing he cares, if he didn’t he wouldn’t have payed attention to him at all 3) despite being a penal colony, he was still one of Arthur’s more “legitimate” children (being white and a boy) and was therefore still incredibly privileged — never having to question, for example, why it was that Arthur was his dad, if it should be this way, or if he had a seat at the family table at all (more on this later).

New Zealand

Zee, from birth, was a clear favourite. Obedient, calm, quietly intelligent, he would also later develop a blistering sense of humour which combined with his appearance made it overwhelmingly clear who’s child he was. If Ken questioned his place in the family because of his poor academic record and others did because of their appearance/race/other complications, Kaelan never had such problems; his siblings called him the “prince.” Zee, however, also had a charm that, like Matthew, endeared him to his siblings and mostly protected him from jealousy, though he certainly still had issues with being called a try hard, daddy’s boy, bossy, arrogant. Certainly as a child Zee was a little prideful and, under that unperturbed demeanour, willful, but he grew out of it by the 20th century and became one of those most trusted by Arthur, second only to Matthew. He’s also always been inseparable from his brother Australia despite their differences, and today they both have one of the healthiest and most amicable relationships with Arthur of any nation, let alone former colonies (family road trips, every summer).

Bermuda

I absolute fell in love with this girl after reading about here, once, in this fic by @shachaai, and after that my mind just ran away with me. For me, her human name given to her by Arthur just has to be Ariel — for the little mermaid reference, yes, symbolizing her connection to the sea and stunning good looks, but also because:

1. Ariel is a biblical name, meaning lion of God. This makes sense to me, because Bermuda began as a Portuguese trade post, so Arthur definitely consulted our resident bad catholic Port before naming her.

2. Ariel used to be boys name. This also makes sense, because I hc Bermuda was and still is a tomboy. Bitch is fierce, takes no prisoners, and has zero filter. Her letters to Arthur, which all the colonies sent so Arthur could keep an eye on things, were full of shit like “I swear to god if the Spanish don’t get out of my waters I might eat one of them,” and “father, I asked you for destroyers two months ago, and yet you sent them to Hong Kong — could you explain this most unusual occurrence, surely it’s not that you forgot”, and “thank you for the harpoon on my birthday, I caught a small shark a couple days ago and have sent you some of its teeth for your collection.” Arthur tolerates this attitude because he’s weak when it comes to girls; he absolutely spoils his daughters (and flushes like a 16 year old when a woman so much as bats her eyelashes at him). Yes, p*ssywhipped Arthur is a hill I will die on.

3. It also suits her because? Ariel? Shakespeare? The Tempest? Bermuda Triangle? Shipwrecks? Daughter-like figure of powerful and vengeful sorcerer? Yeah. And this girl is a fire spirit — she is so lively, snarky, clever. As she’s grown older she’s mellowed out a little, but still: a no shit taken, no fucks given type of gal.

4. Speaking of growing up, she’s also become quite the beauty. Shacha, if I’m remembering correctly, described her as dark skinned, wavy-haired, and green eyed and that image has been burned onto the back of my eyelids ever since. Those Iberian genetics really be pulling through for her, that’s for sure. Engport love child if I’ve ever seen one. Definitely one of the prettiest in her family.

Singapore

I’ve already mentioned this to needcake, but I’m not too big a fan of canon Singapore, so this is my oc version. Singapore is fascinating to me because it had only a very small local population before it became a colony (The original settlement had actually been destroyed by the Portuguese about two centuries before the British started building a port there.) So nation-tans like Singapore and Bermuda really are Arthur’s children in the most direct sense of the word. And yet, Singapore is mostly ethnically Chinese, with Malays being the second largest group. Growing up Asian in a white, Victorian era family surely cannot have been easy and more than once Singapore probably wondered if there hadn’t been some mistake. To make up for the constant fear that he wasn’t “really” British, Singapore studied ferociously and had a truly terrifying work ethic. I’m not sure if this is common knowledge outside Asian circles, so I’ll mention that this hc comes from the fact Singapore is well known for having truly exceptional students and some of the most prestigious schools. Singaporeans score highly in literally everything and they have an advantage with good English learning environments, a highly desirable trait in Asia, but these results come from brutally long hours — and its really saying something that they’re known for working hard, considering the studying ethic of students in Korea, Japan, and China aint nothing to sneeze at, either. To me this actually fits really well with Singapore’s upbringing in Arthur’s household, because Arthur himself prizes intelligence and hard work above all else, being a workaholic himself.

As for their relationship, it was probably the best when Singapore was young and peaked in the 1930s with the massive naval base the British built at Singapore, at the time the largest dry dock in the world. Singapore was a well-behaved child, not necessarily introverted but not rowdy either, and all the way into his teenage years he truly admired Arthur and was proud to be a part of the British Empire, despite his lingering unease and insecurities. The British defeat in World War II, however, was a massive turning point. He had worked his ass off to be a good son, a good brother, to contribute to the only family and system he had ever known, and he had thought by the 30s he was finally on his way to becoming a fine adult. And suddenly, the British surrender brings his entire world crashing down. He had followed the rules faithfully thinking it was his destiny, but suddenly it was clear that all rules were made up. Of course, his insecurities exploded. If the empire was a ruse, what the hell was he? A part of the illusion? He couldn’t have a truly Asian identity, because many of the old East Asian nations shunned him for his Western upbringing, and he could not entirely understand their values either. So he was a kid who kinda had to figure out late and very very suddenly who the fuck he was and wanted to be.

And, well, he’s done pretty well for himself, hasn’t he. After having a total crisis and questioning everything, I think Singapore slowly started to realize that just because the British Empire as a political entity didn’t last forever, that didn’t mean that his entire childhood and identity weren’t real. The love he gave to his siblings and the love he got back, the hard work he put in, his bond with Arthur and the safe, happy childhood he had — those memories and feelings didnt have to be diminished by what came after. Essentially, he learned the lesson all nations have to learn, which is that one needs to be able to discern between duties as a nation and feelings as a human being, and to some extent keep them separate to protect both.

Whoooooo ok I’ll stop there because this turned into a dissertation, sorry. Let me know if there are any specifics u want me to elaborate on or anything I missed, but I’ll leave this here for today :)

#hws england #hws Australia #hws new zealand #oc: hws Bermuda #not gonna tag anymore I’m lazy #fun times with the commonwealth #I probably won’t write so much for all of them I just put it there to remind myself #needcake #ask #my hcs

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joheun-saram · 3 years

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promise - 1 (knj)

Chapter 1: New Year’s Eve

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Summary- It’s NYE and you can’t wait to bring in 2017 surrounded by your friends, but there’s a new cute boy around. You’re intrigued but quickly find out there is it’s no good being cute when he’s literally the most infuriating person you’ve met.

word count- 3.1k

pairing- asshole!Namjoon x Reader (alternatively, edgelord!Namjoon)

rating- PG15

genre- collegeau, roommatesau, enemies2lovers, slow burn, this chapter is platonic fluff(and angst I guess), future angst, fluff and smut

warnings- alcohol consumption, marijuana consumption, Namjoon being an absolute ass, he’s against socialism for a hot second (to rile her up, our Joonie is still woke tho nw), mention of sex, Jungkook’s parents based on my actual best friend’s parents (shoutout to their amazing jello shots!)

a.n- Well, well, well... if it isn’t my simp ass writing another Namjoon series. Love that about me. Get ready for some slow burn and a lot of Namjoon just being annoying! 🥴This is a drabbleish series so most parts will be about 2-3k.

Thanks for the beautiful @ditttiii for beta reading and to @aroseforyoongi for helping me with the political argument (also for dubbing this Namjoon edgelord!joon 🤣)

As always feedback appreciated, a reblog and a like goes a far way. Send me an ask! 💌

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You were running late. Very late. With a sigh you watched the street pass you by in a blur, the distant roar of your bus dimmed by the rap music that blasted through your ears. You looked at the group chat to be bombarded by messages.

Jungkook: bro istg if you’re not here in the next ten minutes

Hoseok: HURRY UP! JK IS DOING SHOTS WITH HIS DAD OMFG

Jimin: OMG Y/N. WE’RE GETTING DRUNK WITHOUT YOU

Jungkook: adsdsd duddde u suk wdt syop taling foevr

Yoongi: I’m gonna drink all the whiskey I got from Korea this week if you don’t get your butt over here.

Yoongi: Jieun says hi btw!

The texts continued to devolve into nonsense as you willed the bus to move faster. You were annoyed. Jungkook had planned the new year’s party at his parent’s house, and you were beyond excited to party, having spent the entire winter break stuck at home with your parents as they argued over the smallest things. You tightened your grip around your duffle bag as the bus came to a stop. Trudging through the snow you finally reached the familiar red door of your best friend’s house.

You knocked, taking in the large three-storey suburban house as you waited to be let in, already digging through your backpack for the bottle of tequila you had brought along. If they took any more time to open the door, you were going to start drinking right there on the porch. Before you could uncap your bottle, you were greeted by Jungkook’s dad, the familiar, jolly older man moved his hair out of his eyes as he greeted you.

However, before you could finally get out of the cold, he stopped you, presenting a tray of colourful jello shots.

“Y/N! Penalty for being late. You have to take a shot!” He laughed as you sputtered, his face reddened by what you assumed was alcohol. You had known Jungkook since the two of you were freshmen in university and had routinely stayed with him and his parents during break, but you had never seen Mr. Jeon this drunk. You stood awkwardly, not knowing what to do as he insisted, your friend finally joining him and encouraging you as you tentatively took a shot.

“I changed my mind! One of every colour!” Mr Jeon exclaimed joyously as Jungkook groaned.

“Dad! It’s cold. Let her in!” He whined and thankfully, you were let in. Taking off your shoes and leaving your bag by the door, you ventured into the living room where you saw all your friends. Hoseok leaned where he sat on the couch, his face buried in his phone as he, no doubt, texted his hookup. Jimin danced next to the Christmas tree the Jeons had yet to put away with a glass of liquor as Yoongi played the piano in the corner, cuddling with his girlfriend Jieun. Bubbling warmth swelled your heart as you saw all your favourite people.

“Come on let’s get you a drink!” Jungkook put his arm around you, planting most of his weight on you due to the alcohol raging through his veins as he guided you to the kitchen through the living room. In the kitchen, you were met by the sight of his parents swaying together to Yoongi’s expert piano skills, and a man you didn’t recognize sitting at the breakfast island, talking to Jungkook’s younger sister animatedly, who seemed to be trying to leave the conversation.

Jungkook poured you a rum and coke, easy on the coke, as he made his way to the breakfast bar. You stood next to his sister, making small talk before she excused herself to go to her room. She never stuck around long during these get-togethers.

When she left, you were left standing awkwardly next to the only stranger at this party. The first thing you noticed was that he was tall. Much taller than all your friends, his dark black hair styled away from his face, a strand falling on his forehead shaped like a comma. He was dressed much like everyone else in dark wash jeans and a navy t-shirt with white leaves outlined on the sleeves, except his jeans fit him almost too perfectly, sculpting his thick thighs. Although he seemed friendly, greeting you with a pretty dimpled smile, your sudden attraction to him made you nervous.

“Hi. I’m Namjoon,” he said, eyeing you from over his cup as he sipped whatever concoction he was drinking.

“Oh shit! I keep forgetting you guys have never met!” Jungkook slurred as he sidled up to the two of you with his stool, leaving you standing between the two sitting boys. “Namjoon and I have been friends for years. I think we probably met the same time you and I did, but I guess we never ended up meeting together?” He ended his statement as a question, and it surprised you. You thought in three years you would have met all of his friends.

“Well, that and I took a break from school. I was doing an internship in California.” He beamed, clearly proud of his achievement. “I worked at Twitch, you know them?” He smirked, and you had to fight your urge to roll your eyes. Of course, he worked in Cali. You went to a university renowned for its engineering degree and it was the goal of every software engineering student to land an internship in California. Those lucky enough to achieve it used it as social currency and bragging rights. You despise those people. It wasn’t that you weren’t smart enough to land that opportunity, in fact, you were coming off of your internship with Facebook last term, but you always felt flaunting a job to be such an ugly trait. However, Namjoon was Jungkook’s friend and so you let it slide.

“Ah Twitch. Very cool.” you hummed as you drank.

“Yeah. What program are you in?” He asked, continuing the conversation as Jungkook disappeared to talk to his parents, trying to convince them to retire for the night since they had embarrassed him enough.

“Computer science,” you replied non-committedly, watching his face break into a wide smile.

“Oh, that’s so cool! Me too!” He replied excitedly. You had to admit, his smile was very charming and you let your guard down a little more. Maybe he just got influenced by kids in your program to brag about Cali. “I haven’t seen you in any of my classes though! Would’ve remembered you. None of the other compsci girls are this pretty.” He smirked, clearly proud of his flirtatious comment. You narrowed your eyes at him, immediately put off.

“So glad to know you deem me pretty enough to notice.” You rolled your eyes, before grabbing your bottle of tequila and a few disposable shot glasses and making your way to the living room. “Well, it was… okay to meet you. I’m gonna go do shots.”

“Wait! I’m sorry, did I offend you?” he asked, brows furrowed in confusion as he easily caught up to you, walking beside you and even sitting next to you on the floor, as you lined up the glasses to pour the drinks for everyone.

“No it’s cool, dude. We just don’t have anything in common,” you said nonchalantly as the rest of your friends crowded the table, excitedly taking a shot glass in hand as Jungkook waltzed in with a plate full of lime wedges and an intricately expensive-looking salt shaker. Namjoon didn’t say anything as everyone took their shots, but watched you throw back your drink, noticing the small smile that overtook your features as the alcohol from earlier finally started to take effect.

After a few more shots, the party really started. Although there were only seven people, your rowdy, borderline chaotic group had you laughing. Hoseok was going on some tale about his adventures back home where he ended up at a bar with his high school friends and got the numbers of four girls by doing a disgustingly named muff-diver shot. He bragged about his game, and you burst his bubble by telling him it was really only because he was hot. Something he didn’t take much offence to as he wiggled his eyebrows at you. Namjoon, however, came to Hoseok’s defence, much to your annoyance.

“And how would you know? I doubt Hobi here has used his A+ game on you.” He raised an eyebrow in challenge, making you scoff as you rolled your eyes.

“What’s that supposed to mean?”

“Well… you guys are friends, I doubt he would try to pick you up.” He spoke with a logical tone, as he eyed you and Hoseok.

“Oh really? Okay Hobi. Since your game is so great. Let’s see it.” You turned around, staring at your friend next to you. Namjoon leaned back against his hands on the floor, watching the scene unfold with a smirk.

“Really darling? Don’t blame me when you fall for me.” Hoseok moved closer, finishing his drink as you huffed in annoyance. You were in your first stage of drunk, the stage where you got mean for no reason

“Get on with it, loser. Your face is making me drier as we speak.” You waved as Hoseok leaned in, his nose rubbing gently against your ear, his breath on your neck, making you shiver slightly.

“Hey baby, how about you let me take you downstairs and defile you on Jungkook’s Iron Man sheets.” His voice was low, almost a growl. You never thought you would hear Hoseok’s sexy pickup voice and you were sure that if you were someone who had not seen him whine and cling onto you after a few drinks, you’d be putty in his hand. Instead, you burst out laughing, doubling over with your hands on his thighs as tears of mirth filled your eyes. Not one to give up that easily, Hoseok continued.

“See. I’m a funny guy Y/N. Let me eat that pussy!” He couldn’t hold back any longer either, his voice breaking at the word pussy as he too devolved into a fit of laughter. His comment, however, broke Yoongi and Jieun out of their bubble as they looked up from their make out session, looks of horror on their faces.

“Please tell me you did not just say that Hobi!” Jieun chided, her voice shrill.

“That’s fucking disgusting.” Yoongi shivered as he drank more of his whiskey in an attempt to calm himself. Hoseok and you continued laughing at your friends’ reaction, the rest of the group joining in, except Namjoon who seemed to be watching the two of you with raised brows.

“Wait. I don’t get it. That should’ve worked.”

“Yeah dude. Y/N what the fuck? Let me eat that pussy!” Hoseok grabbed you by the shoulders, shaking you while screaming at your face, between giggles.

“Oh my god. I’m gonna get a stomach ache. Stop!” you wheezed, before turning to Namjoon. “Sorry dude. I’ve literally helped Hobi pee once. There’s no going back to sexy when you see him whine about forgetting how urinating works.”

“Yeah and no offence babe, but you literally had your hands on my dick and it was flaccid as hell.”

“You guys are weirdly close,” Namjoon commented, his face scrunched as he assessed you and Hoseok.

“You think they’re close, you should see her and Jungkook. They even slept together!” Jimin remarks finally sitting down after dancing by himself for the past twenty minutes.

“And it was fucking horrible. High five!” Jungkook leans over the coffee table to slap his hand against yours, the two of you giggling.

“What kind of incestuous group is this?” Namjoon remarked, sipping his drink before turning to you where he watched you leaned over the table as you still slapped your hand against Jungkook’s to the beat of the music. “So when’s my turn?”

“Excuse me?” You recoil away from Namjoon, almost jumping in Hoseok’s lap. Oh here it was; stage two of your drunk persona, anger. You felt it coursing in your veins at his insinuation. “Who the fuck do you think I am?”

“Apparently the group dick toucher.” He smirked again, that annoying lopsided smile that made his one dimple deepen in his cheek. “I promise I won’t be flaccid like Hobi was.”

“Okay! Y/N and I are going on a walk!” Hoseok exclaimed as he saw your fist clenched. He knew you were ten seconds away from punching Namjoon in the face, and he put his arms around your waist and easily hoisted you up, walking you to the front door.

“Hobi I swear to god, I’m gonna murder him.” You glared at Namjoon as he returned your heated stare with an easy smile and a wave.

“I know babe. So we’re going on a walk. Let’s go pick up some food, yeah?”

The two of you walked around the block to the nearest McDonalds, picking up an assortment of cheeseburgers and chicken nuggets for the party, even getting Namjoon what he wanted, despite your burning desire that he starve to death. By the time, you returned to the party and took a couple more shots you were sufficiently cheered up. Hoseok had that affect on you, calming your mood with his jokes and anecdotes.

Cuddled with Hoseok as you sat between his legs on the couch, the two of you shared a vape as you let the weed settle in your bones with a mellow buzz. Jimin sat in front of you on the floor, leaning against you as you ran your hands through his hair, enjoying the soft fluff. You were so glad that he had decided to forego his usual hair wax today. You felt like you were in utter bliss, your annoyance with Namjoon long forgotten. That is until you tuned into his conversation with Jungkook - not that you had any choice, because even though he seemed to be talking to Jungkook, his eyes were pointed at you.

“I’m just saying capitalism is the reason you’re sitting here in this nice home. People who can’t afford healthcare or education just need to work harder. That’s how life works.” Namjoon sipped his drink, raising an eyebrow at you, and you decidedly ignored his baiting. It was like he was trying to get you mad on purpose. You didn’t understand his gameplan. Why couldn’t he just let you enjoy bringing in 2017 like an adult?

“Dude… why are we even talking about this?” Jungkook groaned, face scrunching in distaste.

“I’m just saying people shouldn’t look for a handout when there are literally thousands of skills they could learn to make their lives easier. Why are we using our tax dollars for the lazy?” Namjoon shrugged nonchalantly, his gaze boring holes into you as you stared him down. Oh curse your stupid resolve, why did this fucker know you so well, you literally just met! Before you could stop yourself, you were speaking.

“I’m sorry, are you stupid? That is literally the dumbest thing I’ve ever heard. Education and healthcare are a human right!” Your voice was louder than usual, startling Hoseok and Jimin as you suddenly stood up, walking over to where a smug looking Namjoon and a confused Jungkook sat on the floor.

“I’m not, but you must be, to not realize that we could invest in teaching people skills to make money instead of just giving them money. Don’t tell me you’re a communist.” He sipped his drink, his eyes dancing with mirth, relishing the fact that he had gotten you to argue. And argue you did, for over an hour, the room forgotten as the two of you discussed social policies and taxation laws, ignoring Jungkook’s protests (“We live in a social democracy!”). You could feel the fire in your veins as you raised your voice, while he calmly discussed the matter at hand. Even though Namjoon was the most infuriating person you had ever met, the fact that he kept up with your arguments was extremely satisfying. Your friends knew you were the kind of person to debate a point until all the sides were uncovered so they would never start an argument with you, and as much as you hated Namjoon, you loved that he was such a great sparring partner.

“Oh my god! Shut the fuck up!” Jimin yelled suddenly, breaking you and Namjoon out of your bubble, as you looked at your usually bubbly friend, staring daggers at you. You sheepishly apologized, just as the countdown began.

Everyone stood and you followed suit. However the alcohol in your body decided to catch up as you stumbled, instinctively grabbing on to Namjoon’s arm to not fall over. As you’ve started to realize is his ammo, he one-upped you, putting his arm around your waist and pulling you into his chest. Fuck, why does it feel so nice and firm?

The countdown got closer to one and you felt trapped by his gaze, an intense look in his eye as he smirked at you. His eyes travelled from your eyes to your lips and you felt as if your chest was getting tighter.

“Three!” your friends yelled, but your mouth felt too dry to speak up. You licked your lips and Namjoon’s smirk widened. Why did you find his arrogant face so attractive all of a sudden? You wanted to punch him not two seconds ago!

“Two!” He started to lean in and despite yourself, you started anticipating his lips on yours.

“One!” Suddenly, your earlier resolve kicked in. No dude who insulted you all night was going to touch you. You pushed him off turning around to Jungkook.

“Happy New Year!” You pulled your best friend towards you by his collar, giving him a loud peck on the lips as everyone cheered. Jungkook smiled, pulling you into a hug and jostling you around, giving you a chance to catch the dumbfounded look on Namjoon’s face.

You hugged all of your friends in turn, and when Namjoon, still with his mouth slightly ajar, looked at you expectantly, you raised your hand to him with a smug smile. You kind of felt bad for the way he deflated before he shook your hand, but before you could dwell too much on that feeling, he tugged you closer.

“Well played,” he whispered in your ear, his breath ghosting your neck, and you felt heat rising up your neck. You pulled away with a scowl and before he could say anything else, your phone pinged, the screen lit with the last name you wanted to see.

Taehyung (3 messages)

Oh great. What did the fuck did he want?

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herotome · 3 years

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I would also like to say I am in love with the SuperHimbo Warden and I just think he's neat! A question about him (And the other Love Interests!) Where do they stand on having kids? In the hero business I imagine it can be a hot button topic, even moreso than it typically is! And if they are open to the idea of children, what kind of parents would they be?

We prefer the alternate spelling, SuperHimbeau ❤︎

But hot button topic.... why would it be a hot button topic....

Are you thinking that people with powers would be discouraged from breeding? Or that the children of very popular heroes would get so much media coverage that it could damage their mental health and self-image--?

(The former, no. The latter, definitely.)

Children with powers are considered very valuable in the Herotome universe. It’s rare for children to display an aptitude for it -- powers most often manifest during one’s teens (or mid-twenties, at the latest) -- but there are tests that can determine whether one has powers even as an newborn. There was a lot of controversy when those tests came out, but I won’t get into all that.

The Herotome LIs, of course, don’t care if their kids have powers or not.

Warden would only have one kid, if any. As someone who did not enjoy having a lot of siblings, he wouldn’t want his own kid to feel sidelined or suffer from comparisons. As a result I think he’d be overbearing and overly present as a parent (hey sport, hey tiger, hey champ) -- just really wanting to be involved and definitely embarrassing his kid more than once. He’s not necessarily strict, but he’d want to know e v e r y t h i n g. For an MC who already has a kid, he’d be an instant stepdad - immediate acceptance, just slower to ramp up if it’s an older kid. If he ends up with two kids, he’d be doubly overbearing -- but maybe it’d be better for the kids since he’d still have to split his attention two ways haha.

Griffin would just resolve to be an attentive, open-minded parent who his kids can talk to about anything. I could see him with 2-3 kids, but not all at once. The only thing he’s strict about is saying “I love you” and expecting them to say it back (and they better say it to MC, too!)

He's always observant though, so even if he’s not remarking on it yet, he’d have a good idea if his kid is getting involved with something bad. Griffin would also accept step-parenthood but he’d have a grace period where he’s like “does this kid even want/need a step-parent?” He would try not to intrude in their life, but still (as always) would try to make a great first impression. Overall just more conscious of boundaries.

Mia would just be an instant dorky flustered mom who’s doing her best, huh. Wow. I don’t even know what to say here, just imagine Helen Parr in any given situation and bam you have Mia as a mom. Tries to be authoritative with her kids but panics under pressure. She’d like to have two kids, because as an only child she was always kind of lonely and she thinks it would've been nice to have someone her age hanging around. So it would drive her bananas if her kids don’t get along or are just really rowdy, because she had a very picturesque image in mind LOL. She’d still love them fiercely though.

Very awkward as a stepmom by the way. Reluctant at first (she’s quite young herself), but she’ll end up trying to please and invite her stepchild everywhere all the time, and very performative like “Oh boy oh wow yessirree I love your mom!!” MC needs to take her aside and be like honey calm down. And then she will calm down.

Dart wwwwould expect to have 2-3 kids, MC should tell him pretty early on if she does not want kids. He’s willing to adapt, but it’d be difficult for him - the more time he has to adjust, the better. (I’m sure his sister will provide a niece/nephew or two, so it’s not the end of the world but it’s not the sameeee.)

As for what kind of dad he would be... I don’t know. Infuriatingly levelheaded? Not outwardly attentive or overbearing, but fucking psychic. He’s the dad that you just can’t hide anything from because he just knows, and he will let you know that he knows -- but it’s not really a threat, it’s just really uncomfortable because you don’t know what he’s thinking. It’s like living with the Eye of Sauron.

He might come across as emotionally distant, but he’s responsible and is a good listener. The grandparents (Dart’s parents) will be coming over like alllll the time trying to help out around the house and to see the kids, and they might bring his sister’s kids, so it can get very crowded very fast. Dart will be surprisingly proactive in figuring out a different arrangement for an MC who prefers solitude and privacy though. More frequent date nights, if nothing else. And as a stepdad he would be pretty chill, I think. A lot like Griffin.

edit: I've just realized I turned dad!Dart into the mom from the Erased anime -- just with the addition of picking up his kid on a motorcycle. But when he has more than one kid, he will... very reluctantly.... much more upset about it than he lets on.. pick them up in a four-wheeled vehicle.

Jade “no children THANKS 8[” Wilds would be willing to entertain the idea of one child, but would rather prefer none. She’s not willing to get pregnant -- for the better, since it’d be high-risk for her -- so it’s either gonna be up to MC or adoption. She’d be a more distant and distracted mom/stepmom (her vibe is gonna be more like, a cool aunt in a big hat and sunglasses), but she’d show up when it counts.

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chaosanswers · 3 years

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How would the monster boys' families feel about them having a human s/o?

Dylan

Dylan’s family are 100% happy for him

Dylan’s parents have a find your soulmate type mindset, so they didn’t really care if Dylan had an s/o that’s a monster or human

When you first meet Dylan’s family, you’re shocked by how big his family was

There was his parents, 5 sisters, and 3 brothers (and him kinda being the middle child)

His mother spoiled you and his father adored you

His sisters wanted to know if he was a pain for you and his brothers also adored you

“So when are you to going to have pups of your own?”

“DAD!!”

Liam

When you first met Liam’s family, you swore your heart was gonna explode

His mom is super sweet to the both of you

His little brother and baby sister are ridiculously adorable

Liam’s mom did show you a couple of his baby pictures (Liam got so embarrassed)

Liam’s little brother asked you so many questions about you two

“How long have you guys been together?” “Do you have kids?” “Are you guys going to get married?”

“Well I do want to marry them.”

Liam’s mom then rushed over to him

“Oh my little boy is going to have the best wedding ever! Please let me plan it!”

“M-Mom please..”

Milo

Turns out, Milo’s family is shyer than him at times

His parents are really sweet though

“Guys this is my s/o, S/o these are my dads”

Yes he has two dads

During your visit, they were nice enough to make you dinner

“So do you two have kids?”

“Dad!”

“You two didn’t tie the knot yet? We can plan your wedding!”

“Pops!”

Elliot

Elliot’s parents are kinda... traditional

Like monster only relationship type of deal

Not only you, but Elliot was sweating up a storm introducing you to his family

“M-Mom.. Dad.. Th-This is my s/o..”

During your whole visit, you got the Judgmental Parent Stare

After a while his mom warmed up to you.

His dad... Judgment Parent Stare

“We’re so glad that Elliot found someone special to him. So when’s the wedding you two?”

“Mom!”

Onyx

Onyx’s family is.... very rowdy

Super energetic and extremely outgoing

How did this shy cutie come from a family so full of energy?

His dad was very welcoming

His sister asked so many questions about you two

And his little brothers wanted you to play with them

His dad kept asking you about Onyx’s shyness, and if it was troubling or not

“Oh no, not troubling at all! He’s actually coming out of his shell, but slowly.”

Then there was the big question.

“So when am I gonna be an aunt huh?”

Onyx sank in the shadows out of embarrassment.

His sister just had to open her big mouth..

Zayne

Zayne came from a family of tough chicks

Two moms, and he’s the youngest out of his three sisters

“Moms, sisters, this is my s/o”

His family was very nice, but they also embarrassed him so much

“I know for a fact he brags about how strong he is, but we beat his ass every time we play fight when we were younger!”

“Sis!”

His moms made sure his horny-ness was kept to a solid 2, you’ve never seen Zayne so well behaved before

“So when are we gonna have grandkids Zayne?”

“Yeah! We’re ready to be aunts little bro!”

“You guys please!!”

Alexander

When Alexander first introduced you to his parents, they examined you intensely

“They aren’t another succubus are they?..”

“No!”

Alexander was known not to keep a steady relationship with anyone, but that was before he met you

He was determined to prove to his parents that what he has with you is legit.

Soon his parents do see that and are very proud of him

“We’re so happy that our little boy found such a gem like you!”

“Dad...”

“Just give him a little tug on the ear if he give you any trouble, works every time.”

“Father!”

Nathan

Nathan’s parents are also monster only relationship, traditional

When he introduced you to his moms, they thought you were either his walking blood supply or just a phase for him.

“He’s going through that phase you went through dear.”

“Mother, Mom, for the last time I’m a grown man, I’m not going through a phase.. they’re my s/o and I care very deeply for them.”

You were lucky not to get the Judgemental Parent Stare from them

They soon warmed up to you eventually

“As long as Nathaniel is happy, that’s good enough for us!”

You giggled at the name

You walked up beside him

“Nathaniel?”

“Did my mother tell you my full name?...”

Simon

He was excited for you to meet his family

What you both weren’t expecting was EVERYONE in his family to show up

Food everywhere

Music playing

His family is HUGE

His mother, aunts, sisters, and grandparents adored you

His father, brothers, uncles, and cousins just wanted the juicy and embarrassing gossip about him from you

During your time there, you just talked with a lot of his family members

You did play with the little kids that were around and helped with the babies

“They’re so good with the kids!”

“You gonna have some of your own soon?”

“Mama!!”

“I want grandchildren mijo!” (A/n: did I spell that right?...)

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hurricanery · 3 years

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What’s a Soulmate?

Hi! This is my first Amelink Fic. Completely AU//Little snippets of ‘What if Link and Amelia had met at a different time in their lives?’ Also OOPS THIS IS REALLY LONG. TW: implied drug use.

_______ Atticus Lincoln is 9 years old when he discovers what a soulmate is. Not by definition exactly, but the feeling is there.

It’s a sunny afternoon in mid-august, one of the last few days of freedom before school starts up again. Few of the last chances Link will get to spend all day outside, practicing his baseball pitch with his dad.

Earlier that day, Link and his father had noticed moving trucks line up across the street. Right in front of the house where Mrs. Edelstein lived before she was put in that nursing home.

“Looks like someone’s finally moving in,” Link’s dad had said.

‘Good,’ Link had thought. No more Mrs. Edelstein and no more apples on halloween.

_______

The two are just finishing up their batting practice when a minivan pulls into the driveway of Mrs. Edelstein’s old house. A woman steps out of the driver’s side first, before chaos ensues. Both sliding doors of the minivan fly open at the same time, before a handful of young voices are heard. Link watches from afar and counts one by one as they pile out of the car.

A taller, teenaged girl and a dark-haired boy around the same age immediately sprint toward the house, the girl yelling something about ‘dibs on the biggest bedroom!’

“Nancy! Derek! Slow down!” the children’s mother yells after them. The woman sighs as two more young girls jump out of the car and start running toward the house. “Come on, Amy,” the mother speaks again. Slowly, another girl appears from the car. Immediately, Link notices the age difference between this girl and the other kids that had just disappeared into the house. She seems much closer to his age. Link is amused by her more reluctant pace, compared to her siblings. He watches as the girl’s mother begins to practically drag her toward the house.

“Why don’t you go say hi, Link? Introduce yourself?” His dad’s voice officially halts him from observing the family across the street.

Link shakes his head. “Maybe later,” he says, his gaze drifting back to the house, where he can see the children running around through the front windows.

_______

It’s a little bit after 7pm now, and Link and his dad have just finished dinner. It’s still light outside, a nice summer night, and Link wanders back outside to hopefully curve his boredom.

There’s not much to do in his backyard, at least not by himself. He feels a tug in his chest when he thinks back to earlier. The way he was completely enticed by the big, rowdy family across the street.

He wanders to the front lawn in search of his baseball mitt when he sees her. The youngest girl from earlier. She’s sitting cross-legged by herself on the sidewalk in front of her new home, focusing deeply on the pavement beneath her, sidewalk chalk in hand. Her long dark hair is pulled back into a braid, but despite that, she seems to be pushing her bangs out of her face every few seconds.

Link is a pretty shy kid and he knows that. Even a little timid. But there’s something about this girl that’s piqued his interest. He really wants to know her, and to be her friend, he thinks.

So he gains up enough courage to cross the street, not before checking both ways for cars first. He approaches the house slowly, but the girl doesn’t seem to notice his presence. Her head remains turned down, focusing on what she’s doing.

“Um hi my name is Atticus Lincoln and I live across the street,” the sentence comes out in a rush, words stringing together completely. And maybe he should have made his entrance more known, he thinks, as he watches the girl almost fall back from where she was sitting with her knees tucked underneath her.

“Shit, you scared me,” the girl gasps, blue eyes wide.

And Link is stunned. Because that is not what he expected to hear. His eyes are now just as wide as hers “Y-you’re allowed to say that?"

The girl just stares at him for a second, before something seems to click in her brain, and then she’s laughing with her head thrown back. Real, genuine laughter. The kind that Link has only seen on sitcoms, or when his aunts and uncles drink too many adult beverages at family barbecues.

He loves the sound of it. It’s making him laugh, too. "You have a funny laugh,” he tells her.

“You have a funny name,” she retorts.

“Hey,” he frowns, but it doesn’t last as he can’t help but laugh. “Well what’s your name, then?”

“Amelia.”

“Amelia?” He repeats, dumbfounded. Partly because he’s never really heard the name before. It sounds sharp. And he thinks it matches perfectly. Especially with the quick and witty words falling from her laughing mouth.

“Yeah, ya dummy. Have you never heard that name before?”

And Link, for the first time in his life, is at a loss for words. Because she is something else.

“Anyway, Atticus, do you wanna play a game?”

_______

Link is 16 years old when he discovers that high school is the bane of his existence.

Link is a decently popular kid. Apparently. A favorite student in the eyes of most teachers. A friendly face for most of his classmates. A star baseball player and a name well known in the small community. But he doesn’t always see himself the way that others do, most of the time.

He has to wear this thing called deodorant all of a sudden, sometimes his face breaks out, he is nervous almost all of the time, and on top of all that, yesterday he found out he’s the only one in his friend group who’s never kissed a girl.

He feels pressured, mostly by the fact that girls in his grade are so intimidating.

It’s friday morning and he’s running kind of late for school. But he knows that doesn’t really matter. Because as late as he is, he knows Amelia will be running even later. And he’s supposed to meet her in 2 minutes to walk to school. Like they do every day.

He wanders outside and paces the sidewalk in front of her house, waiting for her front door to swing open and for her to come barreling outside as if getting ready for school is the most hectic experience.

And like clockwork, there she is. Flying down the front steps of her porch while simultaneously shrugging on her backpack and flinging her hair up into a messy ponytail. Her face lights up as soon as she sees him, but she falters just as quick, as she almost falls facedown on the sidewalk.

“You didn’t have time to tie your shoes this morning, Ames?”

"I don’t have time for a lot of things, Link.” She rolls her eyes.

“Well maybe if you woke up on time-”

“That’s impossible.”

“Go to bed at a decent time?”

“How do you know I don’t go to bed at a decent time?” She smirks at him, a common occurrence. Link’s pulse quickens every time she pulls the mischievous grin.

He blushes before he responds. “Your bedroom is literally right across from mine. Your light is on until at least 3am.”

Amelia just giggles. That fantastic, contagious giggle that Link has heard everyday for the last 6 years.

He nods to himself, knowing fully well that Amelia’s homework routine typically takes place between midnight and 3am. He doesn’t understand how she does it. She saves everything for the last minute and yet remains to have the highest grades out of everybody. It’s like the opposite way he goes about his own academics, yet it yields the same results. Even though Amelia is far smarter than him, she has almost the opposite reputation with the teachers.

Amelia bumps her hip into his side as they walk, shaking Link from his thoughts. “You going to the party tonight?” She raises her brows at him in question.

“Probably not,” Link answers. She just laughs at him.

“We’ll see.”

_______

They both end up at the party that night. A stupid high school party. Separately, that is. Because despite how close Amelia and Link are, they have very different friend groups. Link’s friend group is mostly made up of the baseball team, while Amelia tends to flock towards a tougher crowd.

So they arrive separately, but as soon as they lock eyes in the crowded basement, they’re practically running toward each other.

“Link!!!” Amelia yells, a little too loudly, unlike her. “I’m soooo glad you’re here.” She smiles at him, but her eyes are unfocused.

“Amelia are you drunk already?” Link laughs. Amelia’s usually a pretty happy drunk. At least the times that Link has seen her this way.

She nods her head around enthusiastically. “That I am,” she giggles. “Lemme find you a drink okay?”

_______

A couple hours later and Link’s ready to leave. He’s not drunk, just a little tipsy. And he’s not really feeling like being here anymore. He looks around the room to see if Amelia is still here. But he can’t seem to find her. He shrugs it off and says his goodbyes before making his way outside to walk home.

When he reaches the front porch he halts. Because there’s Amelia. Sitting with her knees pulled up to her chest on the front steps, gazing forward as if she’s thinking really hard about something.

Link clears his throat. “Whatcha doing there?”

As soon as she realizes Link’s presence, she shakes from her daze, smiling up at him. “Waiting for you. I felt like going home a while ago but I thought I’d wait for you.”

“That was cool of you.”

“No biggie.”

Link towers over her, even after she stands up. The height difference can be almost comical sometimes. She scrunches her nose a bit at him, like she’s taking in the height difference, too. And with that, they start their walk.

Link’s pretty quiet. More so than usual, Amelia notices.

“Something bothering you?” She asks.

“Uh, no. I’m fine.” And Link is the worst liar ever.

“Link…”

He’s silent for a moment.

“Amelia have you ever kissed anyone?”

Amelia laughs, cause she was not expecting this. “Yeah, silly. Why do you ask?”

And oh, Link thinks. That is not what he wanted to hear.

“Who?”

“Well. Umm. Jake. And Tyler. And-”

She notices him go quiet, eyes glued to his feet as they walk.

“You okay, Link?”

He shakes his head.

“Well what’s up?” She continues.

Link sighs deeply before responding. “Amelia, I’ve never kissed anyone..” he quickly mumbles out.

“I’m sorry I didn't really hear you. Did you say-”

“I said I’ve never kissed anyone,” and you could definitely say his voice is raised.

Amelia doesn’t really know how to respond. “Link, that’s okay. That’s fine.”

“No. It’s not. Everyone else has. Literally everybody.”

“That’s not true.”

“You have though.”

“Yeah, but-”

“But, what?” He interrupts her, and Amelia catches on that he’s pretty upset right now.

“It didn’t mean anything. I kissed those guys on a dare. At a stupid party. I didn’t even enjoy it.”

“Still,” Link sighs. “I feel like a freak. Kind of.”

“Well you are a freak,” she smirks at him. “But not because you haven’t kissed anyone.”

Link visibly relaxes, smiling back despite the dig. They're quiet again for a few minutes before Link speaks up again.

“Amelia, can I ask you something really dumb?”

“Sure, dummy.”

He sighs again, as if he’s working up some sort of courage, because he is. “Can I kiss you right now?” He looks to her face for a reaction before he continues. Of course she looks startled and confused. Just as he’d expected. “Not like serious. Like just so I can get it over with?” He explains quickly.

“Are you for real?” She giggles, still a little drunk.

“I am.”

“No, you idiot. I love you too much."

And now it’s Link’s turn to look startled.

"You’re my best friend,” She continues.

Oh. Right.

“And I’m not letting you waste your first kiss because you 'want to get it over with.’”

_______

2 weeks later and final exams are cramming their way into Link’s life. As he wraps up studying for a chem exam, he checks the clock. 1am. He yawns, standing up and stretching, before deciding to call it a night. Link finds himself glancing across the street, knowing it’s prime time for Amelia to be studying, too. His gaze lands on her bedroom window, but he frowns as he notices her light is turned off.

Link doesn’t think too much of it. He’s actually a little relieved that Amelia has seemingly gone to bed at a decent time. He quickly brushes his teeth and sets his alarm before collapsing into bed.

On the verge of sleep, Link is interrupted by a noise against his window. He tries to brush it off, but it becomes more persistent. Every 10 or so seconds, a sharp tap against glass. He gets up, crossing the floor, peering out his window. He rubs his eyes as they adjust, looking down at the front lawn.

And there’s Amelia Shepherd. Dressed in skinny jeans and a leather jacket, looking right back at him. Link thinks he’s dreaming. Amelia grows impatient at his slow reaction, taking it upon herself to throw another small rock against the glass. Link jumps back, startled. He opens the window.

“Amelia, what-” He groans. “What are you doing? What time is it? What-”

“Can you let me in? I need to stay over.” She interrupts him.

Something about her tone of voice seems off, Link thinks. But, he’s moving down the stairs and toward the front door quicker than expected for being half-asleep.

They settle on the sofa in Link’s living room. Amelia immediately begins kicking off her ankle boots. Link watches her, noticing her glassy, blood-shot eyes. He sighs.

“Don’t be mad at me.” Amelia picks up on his disappointment right away. She leans back against the cushions, resting her eyes shut. Link is glad for it. Her eyes are absolutely stunning. He has no problem admitting it. But, he hates the way they look when they are glazed over and hinting red like that. Her eyes remain closed as she mumbles at him “Can I have a glass of water?”

Link silently obeys her request. Moving about the kitchen slowly, as to not wake his father. When he re-enters the living room, Amelia is sitting up again, playing with her fingers anxiously. Link sets the glass of water on the table before he sits back down next to her.

“Thanks,” she mumbles. “I’m sorry.”

Link shakes his head. “You okay?” He asks her.

She pauses, gathering her thoughts. “I did something stupid.”

Link is not phased by this. She “does something stupid” quite a lot these days. And, quite a lot, she ends up on his couch when she doesn’t want to face her problems right away. And Link lets her do this. He lets her hide out across the street when she can’t go home yet.

“I took Derek’s car this time,” she almost whispers. And Link’s head snaps up, glancing through the front window and to her driveway across the street. He notices Derek’s car to be missing still.

“Amelia!” It’s a combination of a whisper and a shout. “You can’t be driving around like this-”

“Oh please!” She interrupts him, matching his tone. “I just smoked a little weed!”

Link glares at her. Locking eyes with her hazy blue orbs.

“And besides...I didn’t drive his car home. I walked.” She continues.

“You walked?!”

“Hey! I left his car didn’t I? I was being safe!”

Link takes a minute to steady his voice. He can hear some shuffling around upstairs but decides to ignore it.

“I would have come pick you up.” He sighs. Amelia leans back against the cushions again. Link notices truly how anxious she looks. She looks up at him, worry and regret dancing all across her features. He sighs again, and this time he sounds more understanding. “We’ll go get his car first thing in the morning.”

She smiles a bit, grateful. She looks so tired.

“Did you leave it Jake’s?” Link asks, flinching at the thought of her even going over to his house. Link can’t stand the guy. He’s a bad influence on her, the school’s go-to dealer. Not to mention the guy is repeating his senior year. Ugh.

Amelia nods. “Yeah-”

They’re interrupted by the sound of footsteps descending the staircase. Link’s dad turns the corner a moment later. Link meets his dad’s eyes apologetically. When he sees Amelia and Link on the couch, he nods to himself knowingly.

“Hi, Mr. Lincoln,” Amelia speaks up. “Sorry to wake you.”

Link’s dad looks at Amelia, nodding with understandment. “That’s quite alright, Amelia. Just came down for a glass of water, actually.” Link knows his dad is making that last bit up. He’s just checking in. “Are you okay?”

Amelia nods gratefully at the man still standing in the doorway. “I’m okay….thanks Mr. Lincoln.”

“Yeah thanks Dad. I’ll be back up in a bit.” Link watches as his dad disappears, eyes shifting back to Amelia. Her eyes close again as she relaxes back against the couch. Link squeezes her thigh gratefully. Grateful to his dad for being practically a second parent to Amelia. Amelia smiles sleepily.

“Your dad is the best.”

“I know.”

Amelia’s smile fades and Link’s heart clenches a bit at the sight of it. He knows that his dad has acted as sort of a father figure to Amelia, especially because Amelia’s dad had died when she was so young. Link and Amelia had even bonded over being raised by single parents growing up. He feels sick with guilt. His parent’s divorce can’t even compare to what Amelia has been through.

“Alright we can talk tomorrow, ok?” Link whispers, squeezing her thigh once more before standing up. He grabs a blanket from the basket in the corner and tosses it to Amelia. She wraps it around herself before moving to lay down across the couch. Link heads toward the stairs.

“Link?”

He pauses. “Yeah?”

“Just, please-” Amelia’s voice is laced with sadness. “I, just. I don’t want you to be mad at me.”

Link sighs from the doorway. “I’m not, Amelia. It’s...just. You scare me sometimes.”

Link hears some shuffling around before he sees Amelia’s head pop up over the back of the sofa. She glances back at him.

“I know. I’m sorry.”

Link just stares at her, not knowing what to say. He’d rather they have this conversation tomorrow. But, Amelia speaks up again.

“I don’t know why I do this stuff sometimes….” her voice is barely a whisper, it sounds like she’s talking more to herself. “It’s just nice to not feel...sometimes...to be not feeling everything. If that makes sense…”

Link nods quickly. “Amelia we’ll talk tomorrow, ok?”

Amelia nods in response, still looking unsure of herself.

“We’ll get donuts on the way to pick up the car, how’s that sound?” Link speaks up again, smiling at her.

Amelia beams at him. She finally drops down against the pillows. Link takes a second before he turns back toward the stairs. As he makes his way up, he hears a quiet “thank you” from behind him.

_______

Link is 18 years old when he discovers what it feels like to miss someone so much it hurts.

He’s been away for his first semester of college for 2 months now and not even weekly Skype sessions with Amelia can distract him from his shitty experience so far.

His roommate is the definition of douche-bag. Constantly trashing their room, eating all of Link’s food, staying up all night, locking him out of the room for hours at a time when he has a girl over.

Link hates it here. And he misses having his best friend. And the comfort of being so close with someone and having them near at all times.

Amelia is having a different experience. She got into college on a scholarship and immediately found her place.

Link doesn’t like to admit that he often catches himself counting down the days until Christmas, aka when he’ll see her again. Hear her laugh again, and not just through a webcam.

_______

Link learns to find new distractions. He joins the college baseball team. He meets new people. People he actually enjoys, way more than he’ll ever enjoy his roommate or the people that live on his floor.

He meets Emma. She’s on the college dance team. She’s beautiful. And tall. And genuinely funny. And a distraction.

He thinks he loves Emma, by the end of his first year of college. He feels something every time he looks at her. With her beautiful dark hair and her tan skin. Her wide smile and the way she laughs with her entire body. She feels familiar. And makes him feel nostalgic.

And he crushes any thought he has of Emma equaling his Amelia. His best friend.

He loses his virginity to Emma. It was a stupidly quick and drunken thing. By the time he returns home that summer, he can barely remember what it felt like. Or why he thought he knew what love was when he looked at Emma.

_______

Link is 22 years old when he discovers what it feels like to finally open up.

He hasn’t seen Amelia in almost a full year, although they still consider each other one another’s best friends.

It’s finally thanksgiving and they’re both returning home from their separate colleges for the weekend. He’s completely shocked when he first sees her. She looks the same but so, so different. More mature. More….something. Her hair is cut a bit shorter, framing her face. Her eyes are more intense than he remembers. Her face lights up at the sight of him and it makes his chest pull tight. He takes in what she’s wearing, the blue in her dress doing all the right things for her features.

Amelia clears her throat, drawing his attention back up to her face. “Long time no see, Link. Eyes up here.”

He shakes his head amusedly as he pulls her into a tight hug, because she’s already making him laugh within the first few seconds of being reunited.

_______

They end up at a local restaurant. The night before thanksgiving, which happens to be the busiest bar night all year. It’s also the night that everyone from high school decides to go to the same place. It basically feels like a premature high school reunion.

Amelia and Link attempt to stay together for the entirety of the night, but it’s a little hard when you’re constantly interrupted by vaguely familiar faces and pointless conversations.

After Link catches up with an old buddy for what seems like hours, he moves across the crowded room to find Amelia. It’s well past 1am and Link kind of wants to go home. He has to get up early tomorrow anyway to set up for thanksgiving festivities.

He catches her eye from where she’s sitting at a table, and motions toward the door, attempting to let her know that he’s leaving.

She frowns at him before abruptly ending whatever conversation she was part of.

Link watches her as she pushes through people to meet him by the door.

“You’re leaving without me? What kind of date are you?” She smirks at him as she shrugs on her jacket.

“I wasn’t aware this was a date, Ames.” Link responds, playing along. “But yes, I am leaving. Early morning and all that.”

“Well let me walk you home.” She continues, voice laced with irony.

_______

They end up back at Link’s house, sitting at the kitchen table. And it all feels very nostalgic. Especially with Link’s dad upstairs sleeping. Link feels like a kid again. Amelia makes him feel like a kid again.

Mostly there’s a lot of catching up, and reminiscing. And conversation about the future. It’s good. And Link is happy. And Amelia is laughing, so inherently, Link is too.

“Remember that time junior year when you were so sleep deprived because 'college prep, duh’ that you slept-walked all the way across the street, to my house, and started throwing random shit at my window?”

Amelia bursts out laughing. “My sleep schedule was always a mess. But how about that time we got so drunk senior year? And we fell asleep on your front lawn? And my mom found us the next morning?”

_______

They talk about everything. All the things they used to love. All the things they missed about each other while they were both away. Everything that’s new to them.

Amelia learns everything about Link’s college experiences. All of the drunken mishaps. All of the ex-girlfriends. Even some weird sex things that she can’t ever un-hear. She learns that Link wants to pursue med school, possibly move out to the city.

Link learns that Amelia wants to follow in her older siblings’ footsteps. He learns that she loves science and wants to become a surgeon, and Link swears to her that he had always known that about her.

Amelia tells him about the relationships she’s been through. And the one she’s currently in.

“You’ll get to meet him this weekend, Link. He’s driving in tomorrow. For dinner.”

Link swallows, hard. Because suddenly things don’t feel so much like nostalgia and a happy, familiar place. Things feel uncertain.

“How long have you two been together?” He asks, feeling a tad out of place.

“We met my freshman year. We’ve been dating on and off since then.”

“On and off?” Link questions.

Amelia clears her throat. “Well, yeah.” She sighs. “We’ve broken up more than once. And gotten back together a couple of times…It’s um…” She pauses, collecting her thoughts. “It’s been, um, I mean I wouldn’t say a roller coaster, but…”

Link watches Amelia’s face fall with her half-attempt at an explanation. For the second time tonight, Link realizes that Amelia looks different. And it’s not just the confidence or the mature face. It’s in her eyes. And Link thinks she looks sad. Despite the fact that she’s been laughing freely, the same way she always has. It doesn’t reach her eyes.

Link doesn’t want to pry. But he almost feels obligated to ask. Because this is his best friend. His favorite person of practically 13 years.

“Amelia, are you happy?”

She doesn’t look up from where her eyes are glued to the kitchen table. It feels like minutes have passed before Amelia stands up on wobbly feet and walks around to Link’s side of the table. She still doesn’t say anything, but all of a sudden she’s forcing her way into Link’s lap, legs dangling off the side of the chair and arms wrapping around his neck.

She looks exhausted, he notices, when he looks into her eyes. And then she finally opens her mouth.

“I had the biggest crush on you in high school. Probably since I was 9, if I’m being honest.” And she laughs a little bit under her breath.

She lays her head on his chest so he can no longer see her face. Link wraps his arms around her waist and places a comforting kiss to the top of her head.

“And I of course was head over heels for you, but you already knew that. Everyone did.” He whispers, tightening his grip on her just slightly, giving her a gentle squeeze.

She laughs into him, and Link can feel it on his neck. It’s a tired, breathless laugh.

“Let’s crash on the couch, yeah?” He offers. “Like old times?”

_______

It’s weird for Link the next night at dinner. To see Amelia snuggled into the embrace of another man. Not even 24 hours after she’d fallen asleep in his own arms.

Link cringes when he recites it in his head. The way he’d whispered ’I’ve always loved you, Ames. Always will’ before they drifted off.

And the way that she’d responded. ’I love you too, Link. You’re my best friend.’

Link is angry, he thinks.

_______

Link is 25 years old when he discovers that he’s destined to be a father.

When his fiancé of two years, Rachel, tells him she's pregnant, he almost falls to his knees. So overwhelmed with a feeling he can’t place. He hopes it’s that he’s overjoyed, not overwhelmed, or the least bit uncertain.

He would love nothing more than to be a father.

_______

Link feels numb, three months later, when Rachel loses the baby. Waking up in the middle of the night and discovering such a thing, rushing to the hospital, only to find out it’s too late. It was draining for the both of them.

And it takes a toll on their relationship.

Rachel is defeated. And grows more and more depressed.

She takes her anger out on Link, and he does the same with her.

They decide to take a break, and Rachel moves back in with her parents. She needs some time for herself. And Link doesn’t know if he feels relieved. But he feels something. Cause he knows he was supposed to be a father.

_______

Link is 28 years old when he discovers that Seattle is his true home.

He’s graduated medical school and landed an internship at a top hospital in the city. He’s been in Seattle for almost 2 months now, and he feels like he’s in the right place for the first time in a long time.

It’s a monday morning and he’s taking his regular train ride downtown when an all too familiar brunette steps into the subway car.

The car is kind of crowded, and she automatically makes her way to a less dense standing spot. She doesn’t see him, cause she’s not really looking around.

Link is frozen in his seat, unsure of what to do. He hasn’t seen her in almost 3 years. Since they met at a restaurant in their hometown on New Years Eve. He was with Rachel at the time and things were very different.

Link realizes the next stop is his and he almost debates staying on to take his chance with Amelia.

The doors open and Amelia is getting off. And this is his stop, too. He leaps out of his seat just in time for the doors to not close in on him as he exits the train.

And he's definitely moving a little too fast and with too much force, because as soon as he’s on the platform, he’s running right into his childhood best friend.

She looks more startled than ever. And he takes a second to catch his breath. “Long time no see, Shepherd.” He smiles.

And her face lights up like never before. Brighter than before the average walk to school. Brighter than the time she first visited him at college. Brighter than a Thanksgiving reunion. She’s pulling him into the tightest of hugs, laughing breathlessly into his ear.

“What the hell, Link? What the hell are you doing here?” She lets go of him and they’re making eye contact, smiles wide across both their faces. They both seem to need to catch their breath.

“I could ask you the same thing.” He jokes.

Amelia shakes from her daze. “I..I live here now. I start a new job today. Like now, actually.”

Link just shakes his head knowingly, trying to contain the smile that just won’t quit. He doesn’t have much to say.

He’s overjoyed.

_______

Link is 29 years old when he discovers that his 9 year old self was correct. He knows what a soulmate is, by definition.

He knows what a soulmate is when he takes Amelia out on their real first date and he doesn’t even kiss her goodbye, because the timing isn’t quite right.

He knows what a soulmate is when he watches Amelia become a brilliant neuro fellow. When he watches her work. And save lives. When he realizes that he’s loved her determination since the moment they first met.

He knows what a soulmate is when they have sex for the first time. And it's way better for the both of them than it ever was with anyone else. When they take it kind of slow, reveling in each moment. Because it doesn’t feel real. She doesn’t feel real. It’s understated and overwhelming and it drives Link insane.

Amelia had asked him to stay over after they’d gone out with some of their other co-workers after a successful surgery, and when the making out and cuddling pressed into something further, Link couldn’t deny her.

Link knows what a soulmate is that night. When she looks him in the eye and goes to remove her sweater. It’s all vulnerability and it leaves him awestruck. But this is his best friend, and his soulmate. So when he asks her if she’s sure, and she sighs with words of encouragement, he takes the opportunity to learn every inch of her skin.

Link knows what a soulmate is the next morning. When he wakes up with the sun shining harshly through the window. And he turns to Amelia, who’s still sleeping, and traces the lines and shadows on her back from the bright sun.

Link knows what a soulmate is that same morning when she finally wakes from her slumber, rolling over to face him and whispering ’let’s make pancakes.’

Link knows what a soulmate is when they move in together. In a tiny apartment in Seattle. And they paint the walls a different color in every room.

And despite their first fight, Link knows what a soulmate is. He meets Amelia’s nieces and nephews. And he makes a nonchalant comment about kids one day. And she panics. And doesn’t talk to him for three days.

Link knows what a soulmate is when he learns to compromise. Because she doesn’t always have the best track record with long term relationships. She’s nontraditional, and he understands that.

And she’s still his soulmate when they turn 30. They get a bigger house in the suburbs. Link calls it 'room to grow’ and Amelia rolls her eyes and calls it 'extra work space.’

When they’re 32, and they’re attending their co-worker’s amazingly beautiful wedding, and Amelia distractedly states that ’maybe I’ll marry you someday,’ Link knows what a soulmate is.

_______

Link is 34 years old when everything falls into place for the rest of his life.

He comes home and Amelia has cooked dinner, something she never does. (Unless this is secretly takeout food, that she’s organized neatly onto their own dinner plates).

The atmosphere is different and Amelia definitely has a nervous energy about her.

Later that night when they're practically asleep, and Amelia mumbles “by the way, I’m pregnant,” Link knows what a soulmate is.

At first he thinks she’s kidding, but when she assures him she’s not, Link is up and turning on the lights. Dancing around the room like an idiot. And Amelia is laughing. Head thrown back and everything, his favorite sight to see.

And he’s never felt so happy.

_______

They settle on a name the same day they find out it’s a boy.

“Aiden?”

“No.”

“Charlie?”

“No.”

“Sam?”

“No.”

“Link, come on. Why do you hate every single name that I like?”

“It has to feel right, Amelia. We’ll know when it’s the right one.”

“Ugh. Okay. How about you come up with one?”