#this scene is so fucking cute it gave me cavities

[cubedmango]

heres one of my absolute fav scenes from the radio drama for today

#yuichi kurosawa #kiyoshi adachi #kurodachi #cherry magic #my art #everyone wish kurosawa a happy birthday Right Now!!!!!!!! #this scene is so fucking cute it gave me cavities #once again subtly (not) pushing my radio drama agenda

[your-eternal-muse]

You Gave Her Your Sweater

Heather Series Part 11

Part 1 Part 2 Part 3 Part 4 Part 5 Part 6 Part 7 Part 8 Part 9 Part 10

Bonus!:Readers Card Confession Bonus!:To Hold On, To Let Go, Spencers take Bonus!:Series Playlist

Summery: Reader runs into Heather while wearing Spencer’s sweater, solidifying the difference in their relationships.

Words: 1.5k

Warnings: Swearing, pregnancy, mentions of cheating

Pairing: Spencer Reid x Female!Reader

A/N: Okay guys, the next chapter is the last one! And I promise its gonna be so fucking long, and so fucking cute it’ll give you cavities. I’m gonna give you the good shit. The next couple weeks I might be a little slower at posting because I submitted an application for an apartment me and my sister want, and I’m fairly certain were gonna get it, so I’ll be busy packing and stuff. Thank you for your continued support!

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I never liked grocery shopping.

I know it’s essential, but the task itself is so draining, so boring.

Even still, I can’t help but wander around, buying shit that looks good that I absolutely do not need.

I know you’re not supposed to go when you’re hungry, but I can’t help it.

I guess that’s an upside of being married to the man I am.

While one of his hands is situated in the back pocket of my jeans, the other holds a piece of paper that holds our grocery list, and he is a stickler for keeping to it.

He’s subtly leading me down the aisles as I push the cart, which is already half full of what we need.

Grocery shopping with Spencer is different.

It doesn’t feel like a chore when he’s with me.

It also cuts the time by at least half, because he doesn’t let me stray from the list. 

But I’ve had a special circumstance these past few months.

“You know what sounds so good right now?” I ask him, as he begins to lead me down the cereal aisle.

“What’s that baby?”

He removes his hand from my pocket, reaching up to grab a box off the top shelf.

“Shrimp. With cocktail sauce.”

My mouth starts to water just thinking about it.

He laughs, walking back to me, placing it in our cart.

“You hate shrimp.”

I roll my eyes. “I also hate pickles, but last week I couldn’t stop eating them. And besides,” I run my hands over my growing belly. “It’s not my fault.”

He smiles, shaking his head, coming forward to rest his hands on top of mine, leaning down and kissing the tip of my nose.

“I’ll go get you some. While you,” he slips the list into the front pocket of the sweatshirt I’m wearing. “Continue shopping.”

“Thank you, Spence.”

“Anything for my girls.”

His hands come to lift the hood over my head, pulling the string, shrinking it around my face.

“I’m never gonna get my sweatshirt back am I?”

I shake my head. “I’m gonna be buried in this thing.”

He rolls his eyes before leaning down and placing a gentle kiss on my lips.

“It looks better on you anyways. I’ll be right back.”

He turns and walks back down the aisle, only to turn back and say “Don’t stray from the list!”

I raise my hands defensively. “I won’t!”

I watch as he disappears around the corner before reaching into the cart and pulling out the box of cheerios, doing my best to place it back on the shelf.

“How can he like cheerios? Fuckin’ weirdo, Reese's Puffs are where it’s at.”

I grab the orange box, only pausing when I feel a kick against my side. 

“I’m gonna assume you agree with me. Cheerios are nasty. Don’t worry, we’ll make daddy see.”

Another movement, and my hand finds the place against my side, pressing lightly. “Okay, baby girl, mama still has to shop.”

“You’re wearing his sweater.”

I pause my movements, my hand still resting on my stomach.

It can’t be.

I mean it can, you do live in the same area that she does.

I turn, to see Heather standing in the middle of the aisle, her gaze falling down to my stomach, and then back up to the lettering across my chest that says ‘CalTech’.

I shove my hands into the front pocket, not really sure what to say. 

“I was cold, and I forgot mine at my place when he gave it to me.” I take my left hand out to brush some hair out of my face, letting her see the diamond ring that rests on my finger.

“He never offered one to me. Even when I forgot mine.” Her hands are in her front pockets of her jeans, and she doesn’t meet my eye.

I shrug. 

Is that supposed to make me feel bad for you?

“I don’t know what you want me to say to that, Heather.”

It’s quiet for a moment, as much as it can be in the middle of a grocery store. 

She’s the one to break the silence. “How far along are you?”

None of your fucking business bitch.

“6 months.” I cradle my stomach with my hands, smiling down at it. “We’re having a girl.”

She shuffles from side to side, running her hands over her jeans, her arms, through her hair.

I can’t help being proud of the fact that even six months pregnant, I still make her nervous. 

“You know, we talked about having kids. Or well, I talked.” It’s then that she finally meets my eye. “He told me he didn’t want any.”

I let a smirk slide over my face. “Spencer loves kids. Even before we got together he always said he wanted kids.” I look her up and down. “Guess he just didn’t want any with you.”

It’s been three years. It’s been a long time, and I know Spencer’s over her. I know I should throw her a bone, ease up on the sarcasm and poison laced words.

But she hurt him. She broke him. It took months for him to fully admit that he did love her in some way, shape or form, and that the betrayal of that love hurt. 

I would never forgive her for that, no matter what she did. No matter if he does.

The look of hurt passes over her face, but then a crying child is heard behind her and she turns. 

I look over her shoulder, and the man I saw that night at the bar is walking towards her with a spitting image of her in the seat. 

The child is crying over something I couldn’t really decipher, and I see her shoulders tense as his eyes meet mine.

I take in the ring on his finger, the one on hers, and finally look at how old her daughter is.

She knows, and turns back to me, panic slapped across her face.

“How old is she?”

She swallows, and her husband is trying to get her to stop crying. “She’s two and half.”

It doesn’t take a genius to figure out what that implies.

It’s just one thing after another, isn’t it?

“You gotta be kidding me. Are you fucking serious right now?” I cross my arms over my chest, cocking an eyebrow. 

She starts to pick at her cuticles. “I didn’t find out until after the divorce was finalized. My doctor said I got pregnant at the end of April.” 

She was pregnant with another man's baby for almost 2 and half months, while being married to him.

Buckle up baby, I’m about to rock this bitches shit for a second time.

“You were going to pass it off as his, weren’t you? You were going to fuck him, and than two weeks later tell him that you were pregnant.”

I take a step forward, anger boiling in my chest. “You know he’s a fucking genius right? He’d do the math in .2 seconds and figure it out? What is with you and thinking you can get away with this shit?”

He must have sensed a disturbance in the force, because not two seconds later he comes around the corner, holding my snack in his hands, only to pause when he takes in the scene. 

His eyes flicker to me, then to Heather, the baby, and finally the man, who is puffing his chest to try and appear like the alpha male he thinks he is.

His hands tighten around the container of shrimp, before walking past all three of them, coming to stand behind me, tossing the container into the cart, one hand back in my back pocket, the other in his front. 

He stares down Heather, his eyes going back to the child every couple of seconds. 

I know he’s doing the math in his head, and he figured it out probably faster than I did.

“Unbelievable.”

She pinches the bridge of her crooked nose, looking up to say something but I cut her off. 

“Don’t. You have nothing to prove to us. You made your choice, now you have to live with it.” I look at the man behind her.

“Not even half the man.”

Spencer turns towards me, his chest moving to contain laughter at the look on her face.

Not giving her a chance to get the last word, I turn, and push the cart down the rest of the aisle, turning it as I hear her start to yell at him and her daughter.

He pulls me into an empty one a few rows down, turning me to face him as he leans down and kisses me. 

I wish I could kiss him forever.

“I love you so much, you don’t even know.”

I grab his hands and place them on my stomach, where our daughter was making herself comfortable. “I think I have an idea.”

He laughs, his eyes not leaving my stomach as he feels her movements. 

After a few moments, he removes his hands, grabbing one of my own as he turns me back around to keep shopping. 

“Really?” He points to the box of Reese's Puffs. 

“What? The list said cereal, Reese's puffs are cereal!”

He shakes his head, kissing the top of my head. 

“Whatever you say, dear.”

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[theadorablespderman]

Everything to love about Far From Home not in this order:

Literally seeing that opening with all our loved avengers that are no more.

Whitney Houston “I will always love you” made me cry because damnit Tony’s face was right THERE! NOT OK!

The blip footage was pretty damn funny not gonna lie.

Peter’s cute ass plan to tell MJ how he feels.

MJ’s favorite flower being a Black Dalia because of the murder. Literally a girl I can relate too. Murderinos for life sister. Idk but it just made her sooo relatable!

The fact that Brad is a kid grown up from the blip and that made him seem all the weirder for MJ.

Jealous Peter was so freaking amazing! Oh my gosh! That face he’d get. I’m a sucker for jealousy and they did it so good.

Making MJ this awesome character she was before but also obviously has this softer layer where she does have flaws and insecurities and she’s really sweet but also so badass. That was amazing.

The starting relationship between Peter and Beck. It was cute and so I was sad knowing that Beck was somehow going to be the villain.

Also let’s talk about how Beck is basically Syndrom from the incredibles.

That scene with Peter and Brad....the pure terror when he snapped that picture

Also seeing how big of a dick Brad is and how unhealthy jealous he was.

“Nick Fury” getting ghosted, showing up in Venice, tranquilising Ned (don’t touch him you monster) and then promptly highjacking Peters Summer trip.

Showing the emotional trama Peter is going through. The anxiety, the greiving. It was very reminiscent of Iron Man 3 when Tony suffers from PTSD after the battle of New York. I loved that they showed Peter reacting as any kid would, many adults too, which is to just try and forget anything happened but being faced with the reality every day. So well done.

Happy and May’s relationship. Enough said 😂😂

I feel cheated we didn’t see Mr delmore again.

Addressing all the problems the Blip/Snap created. High school aging, school, drinking ages, homelessness and housing issues. That’s just the start of it I’m sure but they covered those pretty well and I love that.

The technology that made Beck into Misterio was so well done. Instead of some frankly, kinda far fetched story that he came from an alternate earth (which I was willing to believe but felt it was a cop out in terms of plot and character) they showed the real world issues that superhero’s can create. The Enemies that have a real deep rooted hatred for hero because they’ve personally been betrayed or wronged by them. Because marvel has always made clear, everyone is not on the hero’s side.

Steeping Misterio’s powers in tech which is classing marvel but again, so brilliantly done in this movie. I loved the development. Because at first glance, half way through, I was thinking “wow this is really kinda weird and unexplained and too witchcraft for what marvel usually brings to the superpower backstory” I know it’s weird to say after everything marvel has done. But it seemed just a tad out there without being too hard to grasp. Which again was brilliantly done because that was the whole point.

The nod to Misterio’s helmet even when Beck was in the hologram suit watching everything play out. I guess it was his screen? But I loved the staple of even without his big over the top suit he still had the trademark helmet. Great costume design.

Peter’s soft gazes towards MJ. Nearly gave me a cavity they were so sweet! Ahhh sooo cute

Mr. Harrington’s marital problems nearly made me pee my pants....we all knew here in the fandom that shit like that would half to happen but my god lol

The opera scene was sooo freakin cute and that one step Peter took when he saw Brad move in was so freaking cute and hot!

MJ running after him and finding the critical peice of information to crack the case wide open. Loved it.

Betty and Ned’s Sicily sweet romance that you knew couldn’t possibly last. They really nailed the realistic high school romance. But I still ship it.

The bus scene was epic. And when Peter knocked Flash out...god it was amazing.

Mj obviously having love eyes towards Peter same as he does for her.

THE FACT THAT HE ACTUALLY BOUGHT THAT NECKLACE FOR HER OH MY GOD! I CANT GET A GUY TO TEXT ME BACJ LET ALONE BUY A NECKLACE LIKE THAT WHICH PROBABALY COST A GOOD CHUNK OF CHANGE IT WAS SO FREAKING AMAZING AND CUTE AND TOUCHING.

All the iron man images got me feeling depressed as hell

“are you being serious because I was only like 67% sure?” That was amazing. Seeing MJ get so excited and trying to keep that hidden was awesome

The fact that she was so pleased with herself but also played it hella cool when Ned walked in and she said she figured it out. Literally that is me.

The shirtless Peter trope that we all wanted and freaking got! So freaking cute how she tried to peak at his abs. Like understandable girl.

The fucking illusions. Turning our sweet trusting Peter into a ball of mess. I was too.

God when he had to tell himself it wasn’t real but it still totally feels like it is.

Him trying to save MJ when she’s “thrown off the Eiffel Tower”

Every traumatizing thing Beck shows and tells him during the illusion. So shitty.

Seeing Tony’s grave, seeing iron man come out. That was awful and we all felt it in the movie because we’ve lost him too. We could FEEL that slap same as Peter.

Beck telling Peter that Tony’s death was his fault. I was abouta hurl myself at the movie screen.

Every illusion done in a way that just when you think it’s over, it’s never stopped. You forget what’s real and you feel trapped in it same as Peter does.

WHEN HE GETS HIT BY THE TRAIN!!!!!!!!!! Nearly had a damn heart attack!!!! My mom had to look over and ask if I was ok because I literally stopped breathing for a solid 30 seconds.

Showing gradually just how insane and evil Misterio was.

HAPPY BEING CONCERNED FOR PETER! LIKE SINCERELY AND HONESTLY CONCERNED! It’s good to know he’s got Happy to take care of him and May but that Peter still has a father type figure he can count on after Tony. Because you know Tony wouldn’t have put up with any of that getting hit by a train shit.

Also where the hell was Karen? We missed her. We got Edith but Karen wouldn’t have let Misterio take her over. WHERE WAS KAREN!!

Peter crying and needing to know Happy was real. Broke me heart

That hug between them was so sweet and you can see the concern on Happy’s face

Happy and Peter opening up to each other was so awesome considering their relationship in Homecoming.

ALL THE TONY and PETER PARRELLS! All of them!!!!!!!!! Not the people saying “Spider-Man’s the next Ironman” no the actual hints and glimpses at how similar him and tony actually are. The hologram gauntlet shot, a straight parallel to Iron Man when Tony is building his first real suit. Obviously “Back in Black” by Led Zeplen (formally known as AC/DC) playing. Another obvious hint toward Tony. The Stark sunglasses. Peter falling with the parachute and it literally looks like Ironman with his jet stream behind him from a distance. There’s so much more I’ll do a whole other post on.

Of course: “I love Led Zeplin!” Hahaha it’s such a kid thing to say! I’ve said it before I knew the big differences between AC/DC and Led Zeplin. It was so freaking perfect.

Peter making his suit and Happy’s face. Bittersweet and I live for the affection he holds for Peter now.

The Netherlands Holding cell...must I say more?

Brad’s downfall and MJs amazing comment about him taking pictures of people in the bathroom. Ep-ic. Even flash was like “bro that’s so weird”

Mr. witchcraft was hilarious and I loved his aside with Brad “I’m gonna be the cool teacher and tell you you can’t do that anymore.”

Flash is definately Gay or Bi and I’m so here for it. That wink he makes to Peter proves it.

All the near death truths in the vault of the tower.

MJ BADDASS COMES SWINGING WITH THE MACE AND IT WAS LEGINDARY OH MY GOD! YES GIRL! She’s my idol I love her so much.

Peter and his “Peter Tingle” And while we’re on the subject the banana he gets to the face while packing.

Important. His amazing skills at the end trusting his instincts (which is great because May says in regards to MJ, but it applies to this too) May tells Peter to trust his instincts and don’t think too much. And that’s what he does when he defeats Beck.

The bad ass “you can’t fool me anymore” after redirecting the gun away from his head at the end. Literally was so intense and well done.

Peter and MJ’s kisses! I loved how awkward it was at first and the slightly less awkward one. They really accurately captured the awkwardness of teenagers in love. Like that’s what it’s like guys.

Show me MJ’s parents you cowards, or show me something. Anything. I just want to know the nature of the situation.

Ned and Betty’s breakup. So funny and honestly not surprising at all. But still I ship them.

The hand hold. So cute.

May and Peter still being the cutest aunt and nephew duo there ever was.

I totally thought Peter was going to end with telling the world he was spiderman....BUT SOME OTHER ASSHOLES DID IT FOR HIM AND MADE HIM INTO A VILLAN AND IM PISSED. LOOKING AT YOU MR JAMESON YOU PEICE OF SHIT.

The movie ended and I have no idea what’s next.

Mid credit of MJ swinging through New York. Home girl doesn’t like and neither do I. Looks full on terrifying we don’t blame you hun.

After credit where the skrulls have been playing Maria and Nick fury for the whole movie. Honestly it made more sense because Nick fury seemed just a bit off. ALSO WHERE IS THE REAL NICK FURY at and I’m so psyched to see where this new movies are gonna go!

Alright that all for now folks!!!! Everything about the movie was great!!! I will have to watch again ad see if anything more pops up. Sorry for any spelling errors I’m on my phone.

#peter parker #marvel #spiderman #mcu #michelle jones #spideychelle #spider-man #spider-man: homecoming #avengers #tony stark #ned leeds #spiderman far from home #spider man: far from home #far from home spoilers #spoilers

[bakatenshii]

All Might x Sara

I wanted to get this out for your birthday, but then I got distracted, so I wanted to get it out for his birthday, bUt then I didn’t finish ahksjklje I’m sorry it’s so late aaaah, but here it is!! For @saratour my love, my All Might fucker, happy late birthday, and happy late birthday to your husband too!

P.S. this is truly the softest you’ll get out of me. 

Toshi’s not got a hero complex, despite being branded the Hallmark of Heroes since fuck knows when—

probably since he first donned that ridiculously cartoonish hero costume ripped straight out of a Marvel/DC comic.

He doesn’t even like going out in Big Might form, ‘it’s embarrassing’, ‘too flashy’, or whatever

Fans hoping to crash into All Might doing normal things out and about may as well be playing Where’s Waldo, if Waldo’s not got his iconic distinct glasses or hat or stupid stripey top. (or Where’s Wally, for your weirdo Brits and fake Aussies)

So, essentially— impossible.

That’s how he gets around so easily and never get caught by paparazzi; head to the supermarket in SmallMight form, parading ‘round town without the fear or being recognized

Here: because I can’t manage to fit this in the hcs somehow naturally, the date is: June 8th

(and if you’re an All Might stan u should know, his birthday’s June 10th)

and Number 1 Hero All Might’s birthday may as well been a national holiday, honestly

There’s fucking posters plastered around town, All Might cosplayers, even All Might dildo lollipops, they really are milking this man dry of any possible profits

Anyways, cut scene to our protagonist today, Sara, who’s at the grocer’s looking for a cake to buy herself for her birthday

Only feeling half-sorry because— another friend’s just gotten engaged and here she is buying her own cake for her own birthday, pity party galore

Rude bitch sent her a wedding invite the day of her birthday even though she knew Sara was single. Even told her to bring a ‘Wedding Date’, it really do be your own ones

Will it be another cliché, you ask? Why yes, of course! 

Guess who Sara crashes into at the cake section, asking for the same cake she’d just chosen?

If you guessed All Might, you’re wrong! It’s— 

drumroll please...

Small Might! Hah, got you there El Oh El

Of course it’s our main man Toshi, in all his deflated glory, doing his daily shop at a market he doesn’t frequent on the other side of town.

Why the other side of town? Because I say so, otherwise the plot wouldn’t make sense okay, bear with it.

The baker’s just handing Sara the wrapped up lemon buttercream cake, and thank fuck she didn’t have it in her hands yet because when a familiar voice next to her asks:

“Have you got any of the lemon buttercream left?”

She just about gave herself whiplash and an unpayable debt to the chiropractor by the sheer force and velocity at which she whipped around to look at the man—

the myth, the legend—

All Might, except he’s.. small? Small Might, if you will, hence the nickname I’ve been using. 

(I think I’m so quirky and funny, everyone else say: Shut Up Angel!)

Obviously that was the last cake, because we love cliché tropes here in my crack-canons.

Sara? Starstruck.

Small Might? Disappointed, a lil. 

Moreso concerned about the speed at which the woman next to him was able to turn her neck, though.

Yes, yes, a lot of ‘All Might?’ with starry eyes, and shocked response of ‘y-you recognize me?’ and ‘of course I do, I’d be able to recognize that voice anywhere!’ blah blah cut scene timeskip to:

They’re at dinner, at her’s, because fuck a slow burn, she had been feeling brave because it’s her birthday and honestly what’s there to lose by asking Number 1 Hero All Might to accompany her for her birthday?

Crashing into him, meeting him in his form no one else knew, almost like a shared secret between them, it must’ve been destiny?

(It’s more so the author— namely, me— binding their fate together, so everyone say: Thank you Angel!)

By the grace of gods (again, see: me) Toshi agrees, makes a joke about how it’s his birthday soon too and he didn’t have anyone to spend it with either, so why not spend it together? swoon

It’s all a lil sad and ironic, big famous hero All Might not having anyone to celebrate his birthday with, despite everyone else celebrating it for him

It tugs at Sara’s heartstrings, it really does, so she makes them a wholesome feast, lights a candle for each of them on the cake, and have a giddy old time listening to his stories about his students

She doesn’t ask about his hero career, it’s too sensitive, too soon, and if the nervous tick in his hand gestures gives anything away, he’s a lil lot insecure about his weak frail form.

And he appreciates it, instead having a fucking blast going on and on about how worried he is about his overzealous students getting injured because they’re too busy trying to save the world, 

or whatever cat got caught on a treebranch, and whatnot.

This is all very soft and sweet, and I really am gooey writing this, but that’s just how both of them are, you know?

Sara, who’s painfully kind and sweet, sometimes a lil stubborn, and Toshi, who’s just honestly the most wholesome man on this planet,

How did you expect me to write anything stoopid & ridiculous for this couple, honestly?

So they have dinner together, do some grocery shopping together, he helps her move some furniture around (don’t ask why), she helps massage his sore aging muscles (PG folks, PG)

And bob’s your uncle, and to everyone’s relief they start dating.

They’re entire full grown adults, you know, so they’re in it for the long run. None of this petty arguments, stupid make-up and break-ups, just pure soft romance.

The Notebook would be impressed.

Nicholas Sparks is on a stretcher. 

(Did I mention they celebrated his birthday together two days after hers? 

And she bought him a stupid gift that both of them laughed for hours about that I won’t say because I haven’t come up with what it was? 

And that they shared a chocolate cake that she made that was even better than the lemon buttercream from the store— 

‘why did you go out and buy it when yours tastes so much better?’ , ‘because it was my birthday and I wanted to treat myself, okay’

Because yeah, they did that. It was so tooth-rottingly cute, I have a cavity and also I’m really bad at fluff so just *shoves* TAKE IT.)

And so, here they are, being the Hallmark of a happy couple, and we all gag at how fucking adorable they are while we sit in our sweat-stained joggers eating ramen with our 3 cats.

But wait! There’s more!

Guess who Sara shows up with, a year later, to her stupid friend’s wedding (who was knocked up! Hah!) looking positively glowing next to her date?

Symbol of Peace, former Number 1 Hero, All Might

or to her, lovingly, ‘Toshi’

Suck on that, nameless-friend from high school who’s getting married because she got knocked up and wanted to rub her happiness in lonely singles faces.

(Sorry that may or may not come from personal aggression, ignore that)

tags: @enjifuckersupreme , @mindninjax , @sanguinekeigo , @yukiimanic 

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[straightfacedstrangeness]

Patlabor fanfic WIP

Summary:  Shige has a cute moment with Noa.  Asuma is definitely not jealous.  Because this is SV2 and nobody ever has anything better to do, absolutely everybody gets involved.  Basically, Noa becomes the center of a (PG) harem comedy and has absolutely no idea.

Backstory:  I’ve been going through a handful of fanfic WIPs and story notes from the past few years, seeing if anything really sparks my interest / seems like it’s worth finishing up...and I really like a lot of lines and concepts in this one, but I also probably won’t ever finish it.

At the time (sometime in 2018), I never finished it because the ideas got more complicated than I felt like wrangling, and because the “she was actually just blushing over Alphonse all along” ending seemed so obvious that it didn’t feel like the shenanigans leading up to the reveal were “worth it”.

And now, I probably won’t finished it because at the time I thought Noa was in her early or mid-twenties, and that Shige was in his mid- or late twenties...but it turns out that Noa is 18 in the Early Days / TV timeline (and left SV2 by the time she was 23 in Patlabor 2) and that The Next Generation set Shige’s canon age at 59, making him fucking 45 during Early Days / TV.  8′)  Since part of the story hinges on Shige crushing on her, even though (or especially because?) it’s onesided, the age difference kinda squicks me out too much for me to want to write any more.  But again, a lot of the lines and concepts make me laugh, so I figured I might as well share.

If you like this but wish it had more terrible sex jokes and/or that it was just poorly written Shige/Sakaki smut, check out my AO3 page cus that describes the only two Patlabor fics I've finished thus far  X’D  (And I definitely won’t be offended if that’s not your cup of tea.)

And now, the story~ (+ notes)

“AHH—!”

Shige started, banging his head on the raised hatch.  It took a few moments of swearing and cradling his skull before he managed to straighten up and turn around.

Noa had her hand over her mouth, a fiery blush spreading across her face.  He hadn’t expected to see her—it was so late, and she was clearly dressed to go home.

“Oh, uh,” she fumbled, shuffling her feet a bit.  “S-sorry, I didn’t—didn’t mean to interrupt—”

Shige grinned, though the muscle movement made his head injury sting.  “No problem!  ’Sup?”

“I, uh...”

Another surprise.  The blush deepened, and—Shige had never seen her shy.  Hadn’t thought her capable of it, honestly.  Noa was the only girl he’d ever met who burped openly instead of holding it in.

Noa’s hand slowly rose up to point at—him?  Oh, no, past him, into the cavity of her Ingram’s leg.  The hatch on its shin had been opened and the curved guard over the ankle removed, exposing a tangled web of pistons and wiring.

“Hm?”  Shige blinked, then seemed to get it.  “Oh!  Oh, you’re worried about your ‘Alphonse’, right?”

“Oh, n-no, that’s not—”

“ ‘He’s’ just fine, Izumi-chan, cross my heart!  I’m just taking a peek at the ankle servos, you’ve been shifting to the left a teensy bit when you walk lately—not enough to interfere with the auto-balance, of course, but who wants to worry about maybe possibly potentially tripping over six-ton feet in the middle of a chase scene, right?  I’ll get ‘him’ back in tip-top shape in no time!”

“Ah, well, th-thank you, Shige-san...”

Shige grinned again, turned back around, bent into the leg cavity and picked up his toolbox.

Sound echoed in here.

He heard the slight whistling through his teeth as he tried to expel the tune stuck in his head, every little reverberating clink when his tools touched the mechanisms.

He didn’t hear footsteps.

More carefully this time—squatting further down instead of straightening up—Shige extricated himself and turned around.

Noa jumped, glancing away sharply, shuffling her feet again.  That pink in her cheeks looked utterly alien, but...very, very cute.

Shige swallowed.

“H-hey, c’mere,” he blustered, grin a bit more lopsided than before.  “Lemme show you.”

Noa hesitated—wow, shy was a really great look on her—but stepped forward.  There was only room for one on the awkwardly curved slope of the Ingram’s foot, so Shige slid off and gallantly helped her up, being extremely careful about the placement of his hands.  Noa’s fingers dug into his shoulder as she steadied herself, peering into the inner workings of the Ingram.

Shige pointed at things, his already-too-loud voice echoing throughout the cavern of the exposed leg.  He explained what was what, Noa nodded and “oh!”ed and asked all the right questions, her hand on his shoulder the entire time.  She glanced clumsily back and forth between the towering mechanisms and Shige, eyes bright, breath a little ragged.

It was Noa who almost slipped and fell climbing down, but Shige was absolutely dizzy.

---

“Sucks to be you, Asuma-chan~”

Asuma and a handful of the maintenance crew were crowded in the break room divvying up their Shanghai Noodle lunch orders.  He squinted skeptically.  Shige had been bursting at the seams with swagger and pride all day, and the tone of this latest remark implied a dramatic reveal.

But Asuma refused to give him the satisfaction of showing he was curious, and instead calmly dipped his chopsticks into his ramen with nothing more than an “Oh?”

“Izumi-chan’s got a crush on me.”

SSSSPPGHHHKHKG!!

Half the room jumped.  Shige crowed with laughter.  Asuma tried his best to hurriedly wipe the wet noodles off his vest and to look coolly aloof at the same time.

“So, what,” he grumbled, failing at the latter, “is this like the time you thought the mailman had a crush on you?”

“He did,” Shige retorted defensively.  Then he settled back in his chair again, arms folded behind his head, the picture of perfect smug serenity.  “But I caught Izumi-chan staring at my sexy ass while I was bent over the Ingram’s ankle servos last night.  You ever seen her blush?  Almost reminds you she’s a sweet young girl!”

“What makes you think she was staring at your ass?” mumbled one of the mechanics.

Asuma almost dropped the paper towel he’d been furiously wiping with.

“Yes.  Yes!” he blurted, then remembered he was supposed to be coolly aloof and crossed his arms (spreading the broth stains to his sleeves).  “I mean...it was probably ‘Alphonse’ you were working on, right?  ‘He’s’ the only ‘man’ she has eyes for.”

“Oh, so you think just ’cus she hasn’t jumped on you that she’s completely immune to masculine charms?”  Shige snorted, but he was already starting to go red at the ears.  “All you ever do is yell orders at her!  I’m the one taking care of her beloved ‘Pat-chan’ every day—nursing ‘him’ when ‘he’s’ sick—making sure ‘he’ always looks ‘his’ best—it just makes sense that she’d fall in love with—”

“Seriously?  By that logic, Noa’d be sleeping with the entire maintenance staff!”

All the mechanics in the room became very alert.

“Or Chief Sakaki!” added Asuma.

The mechanics instantly deflated.

“Whatever.”  Shige snapped up his bowl and dug in, pointedly avoiding Asuma’s gaze.  “You’re just jealous.”

A triumphant smirk played across Asuma’s face.  He sat back down, stain be damned.  “Aw, don’t worry about it,” he said soothingly, blowing on his own ramen.  “I get it.  You’re crazed with loneliness being cooped up with a bunch of sweaty guys day after day, right?  Of course you’ll take any smile from a girl as a—”

“I am not—”

“Shige-san!”

Both men nearly fell out of their chairs.

“There you are!” chirped Noa, though she gave a self-conscious start as she glanced around the room and saw just how many people were in it.  Asuma stared.  He’d never actually seen her blush before.

“U-um,” she went on, suddenly timid again but trying to smile through it.  “So, Shige-san...I just wanted to ask...c-can I, uh, hang out with you again after my shift’s over?  ...Like yesterday?”

“Absolutely, Izumi-chan,” said Shige smoothly, flashing a toothy grin at Asuma.  “Absolutely.”

---

Hiromi groaned.

“C’mon, c’mon!” Asuma hissed, shaking him.  Well, as much as he could shake the big man.  “You’re curious too, right?”

Hiromi groaned again.

“What?  It’s gotta be you, it’d sound weird coming from anyone else!”

Groan.

“You’re nonthreatening, man, you’re like a big teddy bear, you listen to people and care about their feelings and stuff!”

 ___

Notes:

Asuma bullies Hiromi into discreetly asking Noa cus Hiromi’s nonthreatening (like a big teddy bear)...Noa misinterprets & thinks Hiromi’s asking her out?

Ota thinks crush talk and/or dating a coworker is super unprofessional but now he can’t stop thinking about it either, is jealous that no one’s hitting on him?  Starts alternately peacocking & being really irritable? Demands Noa and Kanuka rate the men in terms of attractiveness and then immediately gets mad cus that’s so dumb?

Noa keeps hanging out w Shige after work, looking at Alphonse’s schematics...he tries to ask her on like an actual date and she’s disappointed? Goes anyways (& went with Hiromi too)?? Now everyone’s really confused??? Asuma asks her out too???

Kanuka’s stoically scornful, like “are you all that desperate for a woman?” (like they’re all crowding around Noa cus she’s one of the only girls they know, and/or comparing it to kids who don’t want a toy until they see someone else play with it)  Hiromi’s just really embarrassed and too shy to admit to Noa that there’d been a misunderstanding

Shinshi’s glad that everyone’s thinking seriously about their romantic futures

Shige & Asuma start getting weirdly competitive and start going on like trio dates where they keep one-upping each other and/or Noa thinks it’s a group hang and invites the others along

Eventually Kanuka just spells out to Noa what’s going on & she’s really surprised and embarrassed. Admits she was so shy and cagey with Shige cus she didn’t want anyone making fun if her for looking at Alphonse “naked” (since he was a mechanic, he’d understand the fascination)

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[theonethatcompletesyou]

Christmas in Lights | Junmyeon (part 1)

Genre: Fluff, Comedy, Neighbor!AU 

Pairing: Junmyeon x Reader Word Count: 2701 Warnings: None! Summary: Kim Junmyeon has been your sworn enemy ever since he beat you in the annual town Halloween decorating competition and now you will stop at nothing to beat him in the Christmas decorating competition. (This is part 1 of a 2 part story)

A/N: This was written as part of the @exo-writers-net December Collab Event! I was lucky enough to be partnered with @morkmywords I absolutely love all of her fics (I personally recommend Not Really a Cinderella Story and Peaches). And we’re sorta down to the wire on posting these, but better late than never, right??? @morkmywords wrote part 2!

PART 2 HERE

You looked up from your paperwork when the door to your office opened. Walking in the door was Kim Seju, a third grader and also your most frequent visitor. He was holding his elbow and had a small frown.

"Miss (Y/N)?" He asked with a frown.

You gave him a smile, "How's it going, Seju?"

He held out his arm out toward you, "I fell down and scraped my arm while I was playing tag."

You pressed your lips together, trying to not laugh as you reached for your first aid kit. This was the third time this week. This kid always got hurt in some way. Good thing your

He went over to his usual chair in the office and sat down next to you as you opened up the kit. You started to clean his scrape with the alcohol wipe. You started to talk to him to distract him from the pain.

"Any plans for winter break, Seju?" You asked, careful to not press down too hard to cause him more pain.

Seju winced, "Not really. It'll just be me and my dad this year. Dad doesn't have a girlfriend this year or anything so we don't have to go anywhere which is nice."

You nodded as Seju rambled on. You had already placed the bandage on his scrape but he didn't notice. You couldn't help but find his rambling endearing. At the mention of the lack of holiday plans, you had to hold yourself from scowling.

"So you and your dad are just staying home this year, huh?" You asked, a little bitter.

Seju looked at you, confused. "Yeah? But what about you, Miss (Y/N)?"

You shrugged, "I don't have any plans with family. My sister decided to go to the Bahamas with her husband. So I'm all alone this year."

For the third year in a row, you couldn't help but think bitterly. Well, you could blame it on her lavish lifestyle. She had certainly changed ever since she won the lottery.

Then again, she did gift you a house that you wouldn't have been able to afford on a school nurse salary. It was in a nice neighborhood, though you couldn't help but think it was probably the cheapest one.

You didn't have any actual plans for Christmas, but you had more important plans leading up to it. Possibly diabolical ones.

As if summoned by your thoughts, the door to your office opened again.

Walking in wearing a dark gray suit was Kim fucking Junmyeon.

He looked around the office confused until his gaze rested on you. He smiled wide, his eyes crinkling slightly.

"Knew I'd find you here," he said.

Not at you. But the boy sitting next to you.

"Dad!" Seju exclaimed, jumping out of his seat super fast and running to his father.

You watched as Junmyeon bent down to give Seju a hug. And if it were any other parent, you would have found this a cute scene.

Junmyeon locked eyes with you over Seju's shoulder, smirking. It made you seethe.

"What are you doing here?" Seju asked when he pulled away from the hug.

Junmyeon smiled and patted his son's head. "I'm pulling you out of school for your dentist appointment, remember?"

Seju pouted. "I hate going to the dentist."

Junmyeon laughed. "Well, if you don't have cavities, we can make cookies tonight, okay?"

"Really?"

"Of course!"

The bell rang, signaling the end of recess. Junmyeon nudged his son. "You go get your stuff and meet me back here, okay? I already talked to the office and your teacher."

"Okay!" Seju exclaimed, running out of the office. "Be back!"

Part of you hoped that Junmyeon would leave or wait outside, so your veins thrummed when he simply hung around.

"You going to the meeting later?" Junmyeon asked, leaning on your desk. You wanted nothing more than to smack his arms away.

"Do I really have a choice? Minseok would skin me alive if I skipped," you scoffed.

Minseok never forgave poor Baekhyun when he skipped a neighborhood community meeting to sleep early. He had put Baekhyun on cleanup duty for the three months after.

You locked eyes with him and he smirked. You wanted to slap it off of his face.

"I think he's going to announce the Christmas decorating contest tonight. Are you prepared to lose again? Ready for a repeat of Halloween?" he teased.

If you were a cartoon, steam would have been coming out of your ears. He laughed at your expression.

Seju opened the door once again, his backpack haphazardly thrown on. "You ready to go, Dad?"

"Yeah, let's go, buddy." He went to the door but turned around and winked at you. "I'll see you later, Miss (Y/N)."

Seju waved at you enthusiastically. "Have a good day, Miss (Y/N)! Thank you for the band-aid!!"

You gave the child a small wave back. You also tried not to look at Junmyeon's butt as he walked away.

You failed.

Shit.

Neighborhood community meetings were always interesting. You figured it was a perk to knowing everyone It gave you the chance to see people you were otherwise too busy to see due to differing schedules. Like Zhang Yixing, who travelled a lot but always made time to come to each meeting. And Do Kyungsoo, who always made enough food for everyone. Especially after the time Jongin was in charge of the food and gave everyone food poisoning because of bad fried chicken. It also gave everyone the opportunity to gossip like the catty housewives they pretended they wanted to be. Like Kim Jongdae, who was once again passive-aggressive in telling Chanyeol that his bushes were three inches too high for regulation. You had no idea if Chanyeol was playing dumb or if he genuinely didnt pick up what Jongdae was trying to tell him. You sat towards the back of the hall that was usually used for these meetings. You looked up when you felt someone take the seat next to you. Oh Sehun slumped in his seat, which you found odd because he usually had perfect posture. He sipped at his coffee that was usually provided at these meetings. His eye bags were dark and extreme. "Everything okay?" You asked. "I've been up for thirty hours," he mumbled. "Why?" He opened his mouth to answer but was interrupted by Minseok who stood at the podium. He looked adorable in his Santa hat. "I'm glad that everyone could make it today!" He greeted warmly. "We have a bit to talk about today but I'll cut to the chase with our more exciting news. We are hosting another round of our Christmas decorating contest!" You squeezed the hem of your skirt tightly in anticipation. "This year's theme is Lights! So make sure you make your house light up the night this year!"  Minseok announced. He rambled on but your eyes trailed over to where you knew Junnyeon was sitting. You had been hyper aware of him ever since he entered the room. He looked over and locked eyes with you, a growing smirk on his face. You scowled. What a dick. "Are you still mad about him beating you on Halloween?" Sehun asked, you could tell from his teasing tone that he was amused. "Of course. What's passed is past. I just think it was ridiculous that he won even though Nightmare Before Christmas is clearly a Christmas movie and not a Halloween movie," you scoffed. "You're such a sore loser," Sehun chuckled. "Just you watch asshole," you grumbled. "I'm gonna beat him this year."

To say that you and Junmyeon had a history would be ridiculous. You had known him for a little less than a year, and for most of it you thought that he was a perfect gentleman. He definitely had his cool and suave sides, accentuated by the way he dressed in his suits for work. There was a charm about him that drew you to him immediately. It also helped that he was incredibly attractive. You felt yourself melt every time he threw a smile toward you. You could say that you harbored a little tiny crush on him. And then Halloween happened. Your neighborhood was famous—borderline notorious—for the Christmas decoration contest held every year. And for the last five years (including the first year that the house was gifted to you by your millionaire sister) the title for Best Decorator had been yours for the last five years. You were gifted a reindeer shaped statuette each year with the title Best Decorator and the year etched under it on its base. It was perhaps a little bit overboard, but you appreciated the sentiment and had each statuette proudly displayed on the mantle of your fireplace. So when a Halloween version opened up this year, you gunned for first place as well. You spent a lot of time researching fog machines and projectors. You went to haunted houses with the intent on taking notes on how to successfully make a scary aura. You had thought that your only competition would be Sehun, who thought that TP-ing his own house counted as Halloween decorating. Oh, how wrong you were. Kim Junmyeon won the title for Best Halloween Decorator. He had managed to turn his front yard into a recreation of a Tim Burton movie seemingly overnight. You could see elements of both Nightmare Before Christmas and Beetlejuice in his decoration. And because of it, he stole the title from right under your nose. It took you until almost Thanksgiving to get over the loss, but you had acknowledged Junmyeon as your rival. You resolved to keep your title for Christmas and crush him. You still adored Seju though, even though the kid got hurt enough at school to where you worried over him, seeing him was still the only good part of your day sometimes. You unlocked the door to your car only to freeze at what was inside. You looked around confused until you found a tiny card on your dashboard and opened it. You immediately ripped the card in anger. A door opened next door, Sehun was walking out, presumably leaving for work. You dropped the pieces of card on the ground and charged at Sehun, your hands wrapping around his neck. He yelped in surprise. “Why did you help Junmyeon break into my car?” you growled. “How did you know?” Sehun asked, voice barely escaping in your grip. “Only you are crafty enough to break into a car without breaking a window.” His eyes suddenly shined at the odd compliment. You thought that it was weird that he was flattered. “You think I’m crafty?” You nodded. “Like how Kevin McCallister from Home Alone is crafty.” You let go of Sehun’s neck, he bent over to catch his breath. “But that’s beside the point! Why did you help him do it?” Sehun shrugged. “He just asked me to do it and I did. He didn’t tell me why.” “He left a bajillion Christmas themed pacifiers in my car,” you said, frustrated. “Along with a card that said, ‘You might need these for when I beat you in the contest.’” “This rivalry you guys have is the weirdest form of foreplay,” Sehun wheezed, rubbing his neck. “What are you talking about?” you asked. Sehun rolled his eyes. “C’mon, (Y/N), it’s clear that you two have a thing for each other.” “I do not have a thing for Kim Junmyeon!” you exclaimed angrily, uncaring if the entire neighborhood heard you. “The way you stare at his butt begs to differ,” Sehun muttered bitterly. You rolled your eyes. In another world you thought you and Sehun would be a good match, but his interests more aligned with musicians who wore too many muscle shirts. Before you could open your mouth to reply—probably to tease him about his petty jealously—Sehun’s front door opened again, revealing Chanyeol who strided over to Sehun with his signature grin. “Sehun-ah!” he called out. He handed Sehun a paper bag. “You forgot your lunch.” Sehun smiled, eyes squinting into crescents. “Thank you, hyung. I appreciate it.” You looked back and forth between them. Sehun, as if remembering what was happening and where he was, looked at you panicked. “This isn’t what it looks like?” You quirked an eyebrow, “Good, because I don’t have the emotional capacity to unpack this right now. Just don’t help Junmyeon break into my shit ever again.” You turned around and stomped away. “I have an ass to beat this Christmas!” “Kinky!” Sehun yelled to your retreating back. You flipped him off.

You opened the door to see Seju shuffling nervously, holding a giant plastic bag in his hands. You blinked, confused, before shaking it off. You smiled, "Seju, how is your break going?" "Good, Miss (Y/N)!" Seju answered enthusiastically. He thrust the plastic bag at you. "I made these for you!" The contents of the bag looked questionable. Inside looked what appeared to be black star-shaped lumps. You hesitated to take them, but you didn't want to hurt Seju's feelings. "Thank you, Seju. What are these?" You asked. He tilted his head at you, confused. "Can't you tell? They're cookies!" You gulped before putting on a stronger, faker, smile. "Of course they are, how silly of me." "I made them to thank you for taking care of me!" Seju grinned. You were touched by the sentiment. "You're very welcome, Seju. Just be more careful when school starts back up again, okay?" Seju nodded, "Okay!" Deep down, you knew that nothing much would change. Seju waved goodbye as he went back to his house, leaving you with the bag of lump-shaped cookies. You closed the door and sighed. Should you throw them away? Another knock on the door startled you out of your thoughts. You opened the door again, surprised to see Junmyeon at your doorstep. He was most certainly dressed down. He wore a plain white shirt with gray sweatpants. His hair, not styled, was pushed out of his face by a headband. His hands were behind his back, and you could see the tiniest peek at how defined his chest was. How did he still look so good even in casual clothes? "Hi?" You asked. "What are you doing here?" Junmyeon sighed. "Whatever you do, do not eat those cookies." He revealed another plastic bag from behind his back. This time, you could clearly see that they were cookies. You gingerly took them from his outstretched hands. "Why are you being so nice to me?" You asked with a glare. Junmyeon shrugged. "My son likes you." You rolled your eyes. "You're just buttering me up so that I could let my guard down for the competition." His lips quirked up in a teasing smile. "Is it working?" "As if," you huffed. "Delicious sweets won't work on me." You were about to slam the door in his face but stopped yourself. "Thank you, though," you mumbled. "I had no idea what I was going to do with Seju's cookies." Junmyeon smiled bigger this time, more genuine. "My pleasure, (Y/N)."

You walked out on your front porch and screamed. "What the hell is this?!" You dont know how, but overnight your front yard had become a reenactment of Nightmare Before Christmas. You had come face to face with Jack Skellington in a Santa costume, smiling in a way that unsettled you. There was a note sticking on his chest with your name written in neat scrawl. You instantly recognized the writing. You opened the note. 'You're right, Nightmare Before Christmas is much more of a Christmas movie than a Halloween movie. Maybe if I gave you these you'd stand a chance at beating me. --Junmyeon' You crushed the note in your hand and pushed Jack Skellington over, screaming. You spied Sehun out of the corner of your eye, who raised his hands in surrender and shook his head, wanting to let you know that he had nothing to do with this one. You stomped over to the rest of the decorations, pulling them down. Kim Junmyeon just struck your last nerve.

PART 2

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[megsblackfirewrites]

Intimate: Chapter 7

Chapter 7

Jack fiddled with his tie the entire way to the theater. He felt like a dressed up showdog, all pampered up to make everyone think he was the most attractive person around. Gabriel looked stunning beside him in the black and ivory suit he was wearing; Jack felt like a vagabond sitting next to him in warm blue and white.

“You look fine,” Gabriel soothed, almost like he had read Jack’s mind. “All eyes will be on you, my darling.”

“Not with you beside me,” Jack snorted in amusement. “What person would look at this plain old white boy when they have you walking around?”

Gabriel smiled as he tipped Jack’s chin back. “I cannot take my eyes off of you, mi sol,” he purred before kissing him.

“That’s what you always say,” Jack murmured against Gabriel’s soft lips. “How is today any different?”

Gabriel just chuckled and kissed him again. Jack settled against him, accepting each kiss with a sigh of contentment. Gabriel pulled him closer, careful not to ruffle their suits too much.

They were travelling by themselves to the theater since they’d had to fly into L.A after visiting Jack’s father. It had been a nice vacation, one that they both needed, and it got them out of the city for a while. Now they were back for the reveal of the movie at a film festival curtesy of Ana Amari.

“Here we are,” Gabriel smiled as the limo came to a stop. “Ready for your close up?”

“Hush,” Jack blushed as the door was opened.

Cameras started flashing as Gabriel emerged. Jack scooted over and left the limo behind him. He could see people looking at him curiously, but no one said anything as he trailed after Gabriel. He almost yipped as Gabriel came to a dead stop to speak with a reporter.

“Sorry about that,” he apologized with a smirk. “I should give you more warning.”

“I’m used to it,” Jack rolled his eyes before he tried to step around Gabriel to continue on. Gabriel reached out and dragged him over for the interview, smirking more as Jack let out a frustrated squawk. “This lovely lady was just asking me how difficult it was to work with my co-star.”

“Excruciating,” Jack snorted as he straightened up and tried to fix his shirt. “You’re incredibly frustrating to deal with.”

“Oh, you wound me,” Gabriel shot him a dazzling smile.

“Keep it up and something else will be wounded,” Jack shook his head and continued walking.

“Asshole,” Gabriel shouted after him, laughing with the reporter.

Jack smiled as he headed inside. He showed his invitation to the man at the door and was escorted to a table with Ana Amari and her daughter.

“Ah, Jack, you made it,” Ana smiled. “Where’s Gabriel?”

“Soaking up the limelight,” Jack shook his head before smiling at Ana’s daughter. “Fareeha, right?” he asked as he held his hand out.

“Yes,” Fareeha smiled. “I helped Mother put the film together. You and Gabriel were amazing to watch. It wasn’t easy deciding what stayed and what didn’t.”

“I’m glad that it was entertaining at least,” Jack smiled.

Fareeha nodded happily before she sipped her water. They were off to the side, seated at a table two levels up from the stage. It was a good place to watch the rest of the auditorium and admire the number of people that had gathered for the film festival.

Gabriel sat down about ten minutes later and gave Jack’s knee a fond squeeze. He greeted Ana warmly, settling back in the chair as Fareeha gave him a shy smile. They talked about the festival and what Ana hoped to achieve here, but Jack was only half-listening. He was more focused on Gabriel’s close contact, the way he kept his hand resting on the inside of Jack’s thigh and kept shooting him sweet smiles.

He was disappointed when the Master of Ceremonies walked out onto the stage and Gabriel pulled his hand away to clap. Everyone applauded him, cheering as he raised his hands for silence. He gave a rather generic speech welcoming everyone to the festival and promised a week of entertainment.

“Let’s start the night off with a look at a Wadjet Production,” the MC smiled. “Ana Amari, if you would like to come down and say a few things about the piece?”

The auditorium cheered as Ana got to her feet and made her way towards the stage. She fixed her shawl before stepping up to the microphone, sharing a brief cheek-kiss with the MC. She smiled up at the auditorium before she started her speech.

“Everyone here knows what it is that I try to achieve with my projects,” she said. “I like to experiment with different styles in order to tell a story. I find it adds a touch of class when implemented correctly. Now, I’m not going to claim that everything I make is a perfect work of art, but I think all of you are going to enjoy what I have to offer this year.

“When we think of couples, we think of many things. Most adults stray down a particular path and the media is saturated with sexual images. Now, I’m not saying that there’s anything wrong with that, just that there needs to be some variety to how a relationship is depicted. In ‘Intimate’, we see our couple in the most emotionally important area of their lives; their bed. So, in fear of giving everything away, this is ‘Intimate’.”

Everyone applauded as Ana stepped out of the way. The screen behind her lit up and soft music filled the auditorium. The bed that they had filmed in appeared on the screen and Jack blushed a little. There was a sped up shot of one of the interns making the bed, setting everything up in the familiar place. The intern vanished and the room went dark.

The door to the room opened and Gabriel’s wide back appeared. He stumbled in, filling the auditorium with his deep booming laugh. Jack followed quickly after him, laughing and kissing Gabriel until they tumbled onto the bed. Jack heard several startled gasps as they realized they were going to be watching a gay couple on screen.

“That was so much fun to edit,” Fareeha whispered. “I didn’t know which take I liked more!”

Jack smiled at her as his laugh filled the auditorium. He looked up in time to watch Gabriel pull him down onto the bed and cover his neck in kisses. It had been one of the last scenes they had shot and Ana had exploited their comfort with each other to no end. He squirmed in his seat as the on-screen Gabriel started peeling the on-screen Jack’s shirt off.

They kissed over and over again as they stripped out of their shirts, holding each other close. Gabriel squeezed Jack’s hand and brought it up to his lips as the screen went dark and the stylized title card appeared. The title card faded out and “Staring Gabriel Reyes and Jack Morrison” appeared afterwards.

“How long until that turns into Jack Reyes?” Gabriel teased gently.

“Ssh,” Jack pushed Gabriel’s knee. “Don’t you start.”

Gabriel smiled at him as the screen faded back in. Jack leaned over and watched their onscreen relationship play out. He found himself in tears almost instantly, watching as his onscreen counterpart was unintentionally hurt by Gabriel. He stormed out of the room with Gabriel on his heels and Jack’s jaw fell open.

“She filmed that?” he whispered as he watched his housecoat clad counterpart storm down the hallway.

“Apparently,” Gabriel replied with a smirk. “I forgot how cute you are when you’re mad.”

“Fuck you,” Jack snorted.

Gabriel leaned in close and kissed his ear. “I’d rather fuck you, mi sol,” he purred into Jack’s ear.

Jack felt heat rush up his face as the screen went black. It faded in to show Gabriel lying in bed alone. Jack shifted closer as he watched the onscreen Gabriel roll restlessly in bed. The scene cut away to Jack curled up in bed staring at the wall. Slowly, the scenes cut back and forth to the two of them being restless without each other until Jack crawled into bed beside Gabriel.

Jack smiled at the reconciliation before the film turned into a series of photographs of Jack and Gabriel holding each other. Then a pillow fight. Then kissing. Then just lying together. Then a shot that was clearly supposed to be Gabriel giving him head that he did not remember taking. He glanced at Gabriel nervously and saw that he was holding back a laugh.

“That was a joke shot,” he whispered. “Remember? Ana told me to do something that she would never use in a hundred years in this piece just to get you to loosen up and I pretended to be in love with your dick.”

Jack turned bright red because he definitely remembered that part. Apparently, Ana had decided to use the take after all.

“I have such a porn face going on too,” Jack whined and covered his face. “That’s so embarrassing.”

“It’s cute,” Gabriel teased and kissed his cheek.

The film ended on their lazy morning shot; Gabriel’s arms around his waist with his face against Jack’s neck with Jack’s hand resting on Gabriel’s cheek. The scene panned out to take in the bed before fading to black. The auditorium erupted into applause as the credits started rolling. They shouted in delighted surprise as a sultry looking Gabriel appeared on screen with his name appearing below him. Jack nudged him before he turned bright red as his own image appeared on screen, smiling and pressing his face into the pillow.

“You’re adorable,” Gabriel whispered as he kissed his cheek. “I love you.”

“Love you too,” Jack smiled and leaned against him.

“You two are adorable,” Fareeha said and nodded her head rapidly. “I don’t know how anyone can handle looking at you and not get cavities.”

Jack blushed more and hid his face in his hands as Gabriel laughed.

“Ooh, shiny,” Gabriel teased as Ana set the awards on the desk in their hotel room.

“For the best portrayed couple in the entire festival,” Ana smirked. “Where’s Jack?”

“Getting us some lunch. Lazy day and I didn’t feel like putting pants on,” Gabriel shrugged as he lounged in his pajamas.

“But you made him get dressed,” Ana shook her head. “You are terrible.”

“Very,” Jack chirped as he walked into the room with two plates of food. “What’re those?”

“Your awards,” Ana chuckled. “Everyone loved how you two portrayed the couple in the film. The judges said they could feel the chemistry just oozing between you.”

“Oh wow,” Jack grinned widely as he set the food down. “That’s definitely going on the mantle place, eh, Gabe?”

“Definitely,” Gabriel agreed as he watched Jack examine the award. “We also have to be there tonight for the final awards. If ‘Intimate’ wins anything, we’re all expected to go up.”

“Which means I need to take a shower,” Jack nodded as he set the award down and hurried to his luggage to gets his clean tuxedo out.

Gabriel didn’t want to say that Jack looked perfect already; Jack would just tell him that he was lying while preening under the praise. Ana left them to get dressed, smirking knowingly at Gabriel as he got to his feet. He pretended not to notice.

After reassuring Jack that he looked perfect for the fourth time in the span of a minute, he all but picked his boyfriend up and carried him down to the limo waiting for them. Jack was jittery and nervous, but Gabriel wasn’t surprised. It was his first awards show after all. If he was nervous just going to the opening show, he was going to be a mess by the time they got to their seats.

He was very proud of his love for not bolting as soon as the cameras started flashing around them. He kept a confident smile on even though Gabriel could see the sweat drooling down his neck. They managed to get inside without getting stopped as there were more famous celebrities gracing the awards show.

“I’m a wreck,” Jack whispered as they sat down beside Ana and one of her interns.

“Ssh, mi sol,” Gabriel soothed and squeezed his hand. “I’m right here.”

Jack smiled and leaned on him as the MC stepped onto stage. They were much better at their job than the one at the opening ceremony, but they had been doing it longer. Gabriel remembered him from his first film festival with Ana. Awards were handed out for every category imaginable and Gabriel clapped and cheered as quick speeches were given.

“And now, for the Independent Movie category,” the MC smiled. “We had a lot of great talent this year, so choosing three finalists wasn’t easy. So, here they are. ‘Over The Hills’, ‘Intimate’, and ‘Last Rain’.”

Clips played for each film and Gabriel knew it was going to be a close call. They were all artistic films, exactly what indie consumers loved. Jack’s hand tightened around his and he could feel Jack tensing up beside him as the MC lifted the envelope and started to open it.

“And the winner for the Independent Movie is,” he said before opening the envelope. “Intimate!”

The auditorium filled with applause as Ana stood up. Jack clutched at Gabriel’s arm, grinning widely as he giggled nervously. Gabriel pulled him close and kissed his cheek before hauling him down after Ana with Fareeha and the intern at their heels.

Ana gave her customary acceptance speech, thanking her entire staff and the cast for their astonishing work. She was incredibly humble with her work, but smiled as she praised everyone else. She glanced over her shoulder at Gabriel and smirked.

“And I believe my star couple have something to add,” she chuckled.

Jack looked at Ana in confusion and Gabriel grinned. Oh yah, she knew.

“Jack,” Gabriel chuckled and took his hand. “Knowing you these past few months has been an experience.”

Jack turned to look at him and tears started filling his eyes. “You aren’t,” he whispered. Gabriel grinned widely and Jack tugged at his hand. “Gabi!”

Gabriel smiled as he took both of Jack’s hands, ignoring the nervous bouncing he had started to do. “Jack, I’ve thought long and hard about this,” he said. “And when I think of not having you in my life, it’s a nightmare.”

He knew the cameras were all zoomed in on them, but he didn’t care. The world had narrowed down to those watery blue eyes and trembling lips as Jack struggled to keep himself together.

“Jack Morrison,” Gabriel said as he slowly got down on one knee. “Will you marry me?”

Tears started pouring down Jack’s face as he nodded his head rapidly. “You’re an asshole for asking me in front of this many people!” he added as Gabriel pulled the velvet box out of his pocket.

“I thought it would be fun,” Gabriel teased as he slipped the golden band over Jack’s finger and got to his feet. “Now everyone knows that my heart belongs to you.”

Jack let out a wet laugh before he eagerly kissed him. “You are going to be the death of me,” he whispered. “I love you so much.”

“I love you too, Jack Reyes,” Gabriel grinned.

Jack shivered and shook his head. “We’re still going to talk about that one, mi luna.”

Gabriel smiled as he kissed Jack again. The headlines were going to go nuts with an engagement like this, but Gabriel didn’t care. All that mattered was that Jack was in his arms and going to be his husband. All he had to do was talk Jack’s father into letting them have the wedding at the farm and to let all of Gabriel’s extended family be invited. It was going to be pure chaos, but so long as he had Jack, he didn’t care.

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[spaceshipkat]

bitterblue was probably my favourite of the three if I had to pick but idk if Saf was really my favourite love interest (tho i adore him as a character). i thought bitterblue’s crush on giddon was so cute too!!

Saf, from what I remember, was a snarky asshole of a thief and I love a good snarky asshole thief, but I don’t think I really shipped him and Bitterblue. but I fucked adored seeing all the GRACELING characters (and even Fire!) make an appearance, especially Katsa and Po. I loved their reunion scene, when Katsa (or was it Po?) tackled Po (or Katsa, depending on who tackled whom bc I can’t remember) and Bitterblue watched it happen and they were so in love it gave me a cavity omggggg I’m flailing

#ask #anonymous #graceling #bitterblue #fire #kristin cashore

[pkmnnovareset]

Hilbert/Lucas?

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How they first met: Hilbert was in Sinnoh for vacation, and also b/c he had a bucket list that was like “backpacking in Sinnoh”. However, he ends up in a very bad predicament during his backpacking - sprained ankle. So he hobbles his way over to find shelter with the help of his Pokemon, but the sprain just gets worse and he kind of pouts about how it hurts and that he can’t really do a lot to fix anything.

Coincidentally enough, Lucas was in the area (he’s a Pokemon Professor) doing field studies and noticed Hilbert.  Lucas goes back to his little campsite and grabs a first aid kit, quickly going back to where he last saw Hilbert to try and find him and give medical support (b/c you know, sprained ankle). He doesn’t know where Hilbert is, but Lucas - with the help of his pokemon - finds him tucked away under cover and is like "hi, so I saw that you tripped and hurt your ankle. I have some medical supplies to help with that.”

Hilbert, at the time, saw like, a ring of light behind Lucas and was immediately heart stricken with love.

Lucas totally thought Hilbert was super fucking cute and vice versa!

Where their first date was: Their first date was at a local coffee shop in Sandgem Town! Lucas and Hilbert spent 3 hours just talking about each other and getting to know one another! They were so lost in their own world that they didn’t notice people staring at them (mainly because Lucas was an up-and-coming new Professor taking over the lab in Sandgem Town).

When they had their first kiss: On their fifth date, roughly a month after their first date (Lucas has a pretty busy schedule as a Pokemon Professor). They were at Hotel Grand Lake since Hilbert booked it two weeks ago and it was a chance for Lucas to have a little well-deserved vacay time. It was their first time spending the night together, and still so early in their relationship too! But neither one cared all that much. Both of them felt like this was normal for them and for their relationship. They were chilling in the pool at night when Hilbert sort of brought up physical intimacy and Lucas was blushing like there’s no tomorrow. Of course, after the initial embarrassment, Lucas also wanted to have that physical intimacy with Hilbert, which honestly sparked something inside of the other guy because Hilbert leaned over to Lucas and smooched him on the lips. It was v soft and sweet that y’all’d probably get cavities from it.

Who cooks: Lucas cooks superbly well! Hilbert can also cook, but just the basics like scrambled eggs. Of course, they both share cooking duties when one was busy (mostly Lucas was hella busy, so Hilbert takes over with the cooking). Hilbert had even taken the time to go to cooking lessons at a community centre to practice and up his cooking skill so that he can make more than just scrambled eggs! Lucas was v proud of Hilbert for taking the initiative and was glad he didn’t have to eat 3 more servings of just scrambled eggs.

Who proposed: Hilbert was the one to propose! He planned everything out to be perfect, but things didn’t exactly go his way. He didn’t even manage to propose at all! So he gave up with the plan, took the ring out, went down on one knee and asked Lucas if he’d marry him. Lucas, who was cry-laughing and smiling, was like “yes!” and they hugged and smooched.

The dominant one: Hilbert for sure. He’s a lot more assertive and aggressive (not in a bad way) in their relationship compared to Lucas.

Their favourite pass time together: Pretty much anything that involves spending time together. Sometimes Lucas will help Hilbert act out scenes for his shows (Hilbert is an actor). He always gets impressed with Hilbert and his acting skills and is always happy to be able to help him. Alternatively, Hilbert loves helping Lucas out at the lab whenever he can. He knows that Lucas can get swamped with work and will do anything to help lessen the load and stress.

Additionally, they really love singing songs at home. Since Hilbert is an actor, and has a lot of background in theatre and acting, they’ll usually go to see Broadway shows or watch musicals. Sometimes they’ll randomly burst out into song at home and it’s just lively and wholesome! Their favourite soundtrack they love to sing to is from Wicked! They also will sing some of the songs from Rocky Horror just for laughs!

Who kissed who first: Hilbert loves surprising Lucas with kisses!

Who is the flirt: They’re both pretty much on par with the flirting, but Hilbert is definitely the bigger flirt between the two. Lucas gets flustered soooo easily that it makes Hilbert want to smooch his boyfriendo a lot. However, when Lucas gets a spark of feeling ballsy, he gets super confident with his flirting that it gets sensual, making Hilbert the one to be flustered!

Who is the romantic: Both are pretty romantic in their own ways!

Who wakes up first: Lucas is totally a morning person let’s be real here. Hilbert CAN wake up early if he sets his alarm clock, or know that he has something important to do that requires him to wake up early (but he sleeps in on his down time).

Who comforts who the most: Lucas is pretty good at comforting. He’s really empathetic and can pick up on whether Hilbert is feeling stressed or upset or w/e and does whatever he can to make sure Hilbert feels better!

The cuddler: Lucas is super big on cuddling and is always the one that snuggles up to Hilbert. He will sometimes be touch-starved and needs that cuddle time with Hilbert to re-energize himself. Hilbert doesn’t mind though, he thinks it’s absolutely adorable and can’t get enough of Lucas.

The big spoon: Hilbert is! He’s almost always the big spoon when it comes to cuddling with Lucas!

#redhatshipping #pokemon #pkmn #sydchan #answered

[sugarbubbleslove]

Mass Effect Andromeda

I just have completed Cora’s romance Playthrough and why did no one tell me how cute it was?! Seriously - I just fell even more in love with her.

That romance was so damn cute - and Scott is extremely cute - I will put up a picture of him soon.

Now that her romance (and the playthrough) is completed, I’m heading to romance Jaal with Scott. (I kind of started flirting with him in this playthrough and I really want to see it through).

So list

Liam - done (2x) with Sara (and these two gave me cavities over how cute they were)

Cora - done with Scott (and this was so damn CUTE! Seriously. Scott can be so freaking cute when he wants to be and he is a such a puppy when it comes to romance Cora - providing you choose the emotional response).

Has anyone chose the comment - after you die the 2nd time - to Cora when she asks you not to die again and you can comment on how you wanted a belly rub. Cora’s reaction was my reaction - seriously Scott, cute as you are, you are seriously damaged in the head for that comment.

Though I have to admit the sex scene - holy fuck - that was a lot of nudity, especially compared to ME/ME3. Nice going Bioware - still couldn’t give me Liam’s body, huh? (yep, I’m bitter as hell right now)

Oh - I don’t know if Liam calls out Scott on about falling out of things that he should be a pro - but I took Cora and Vetra with me and I had GIL ribbing Scott, about how Liam said he heard Scott screaming all the way in Habit 7, and that this time, he should probably keep it buttoned so it’s less embarrassing - JFC - I choked on my drink at the glare Scott gave Gil.

Jaal - to do with Scott

Vetra - to do with Sara

Suvi - to do with Sara

Reyes - Maybe? with Scott

Not so sure about Gil & Peebee at this moment in time, I love them as characters but I’m not 100% sold on their romances due to some of the comments I’ve seen.

So any advice would be great!

(and yes, it took me this long to play the game. Some personal/emotional issues cropped up and to be honest - it has been a shitty few weeks).

So here’s hoping you will have me gushing about Jaal soon!

(and yes, I feel completely and utterly cheated with Liam’s fade to black scene right now. If that has changed - let me know. I will be romancing him again at some point)

#Cora/Scott #Coryder #this romance was so fucking cute #honestly #mass effect andromeda #Dani plays Mass Effect Andromeda #sorry I took too long #crappy few weeks #and they are not really going to get much better #in the next few weeks