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[themadsquirrel09]

Find you ☆ Chapter 1

Fandom ☆ South Park

Ship ☆ KenMan ♡ KenEric (Eric Cartman x Kenny McCormick), Clybe (Bebe StevensxClyde Donovan) and Creek (Tweek TweakxCraig Tucker). There might be some glimpses of other ships.

Characters ☆ Kenny McCormick, Eric Cartman, Kyle Broflovsky, Stan Marsh, Liane Cartman.

Rating ☆ M

Warnings ☆ Swearing, violence, fluffiness. They are aged up here. It starts when they are 14 but happens mostly when they are 18, at the last year of school. 

Summary ☆ Cartman has to move out of South Park when he is 14, but he makes a promise to Kenny before he goes away, will he keep it?

About it ☆ I wrote the first version of Find you years ago, it seems that before 2010, so yeah, it was horribly cringy to re-read, but also inspiring, so I decided to make it better, keeping the name and some stuff I like about the old version, but changing most of it and continuing where I left it. I have my own way to navigate things, if it maybe gets confusing, feel free to ask me.

☆ 636 words ☆

With love: (ﾉ◕ヮ◕)ﾉ*:･ﾟ✧ Stan

“Hugin and Munin fly every day

across the Gaping Ground.

I worry that Hugin may not return,

but I am more worried about Munin.”

The colors of the sunset get mixed in the tears I can’t contain. He pulls me into a hug and I hold him close. I don't know how much time passes, I didn’t know I had so many tears for him. 

Liane’s voice breaks the moment.

“Sweetie, we should go.”

“Come on, Ken,” says Stan, placing a hand on my shoulder. I see Eric’s face, tears are falling, but he has a calm expression, then he lets out a devilish smile, grabs my hand and we run out of there.

“Let’s go to Stark's Pond!” We get there between laughs and sobs. “Stop crying, asshole, you are making me cry.”

“No, you are making me cry, Kenny!” He looks at me with clear eyes; we are so close to the pond I can see the dancing water reflected on them. I wrap him into an embrace. Why do you have to be soft?

“Don’t go.” He hugs me back and I enjoy his warmth.

“And what do I do then, live in your house? You are poor!” The laughs mitigate the tears. “For now I have to go, but I want to come back,” He holds me by the arms, with an intense gaze he promises: “I’ll find you again, ok?”

I don’t know what to reply, it is Cartman the one talking, but he seems serious about it, so I just nod. We hang out there for a while, thinking of ways to keep in touch and making plans that might never come true. After a while, a car honks at us; it is Liane. He shoots a glance of disgust at her, but his expression shifts when he turns and smiles at me.

“See you, Kenny,” Eric says sweetly, then he is gone.

☆ 4 years later ☆

Since Cartman moved out it has only been the three of us, we stick together somehow. I find myself thinking about Eric in the bad times, but mostly in the good times; that’s when I really wish he was here.

I get close to the bus stop and see my friends in the distance.

“Hi, guys!”

“Hey, Kenny!”

“I thought you weren't coming,” Stan says, I shrug. 

“I don't feel like staying in the house all day long.” 

“But you are sick,” Kyle insists.

“I don't give a fuck,” I reply, smiling. He frowns. 

“Fine!… What did Cartman say?” 

“He asked if you finally got sucked by your own jewfro.” Stan chuckles and Kyle looks up at his hair busting out from a hat that he doesn't dig like the one from our childhood.

“That fucker,” He looks pissed, but then he grins. “How’s he doing?” The bus arrives and we keep talking as we step in, then I take the window's side. Eric moved to New York when we were fourteen, 4 years ago. We are far away, but it seems he has changed for good. Maybe I'm really sick if I think someone like Cartman has changed.

It is our last year of school; the same people and very unusual situations. It is South Park after all. When I was little I thought alien abductions, cosmic horrors and endless deaths were something that just happened. Sometimes I wonder why do I stay?... Karen, that’s the easy answer, but this place also feels right for me; this town where all the weirdness unfolds and I’m just part of the unexplained. 

I also have this strong hunch, like I’m waiting for something that will happen soon.

Next

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[fiery-ambitions]

"What the hell are you supposed to be? Some greek wannabe?" Bellum asked as he saw the fiery lion. He couldn't help himself. His attitude and his mouth were the first things to act before his brain could stop the rebellious parts of what Bellum was!

❝ The crown prince of the Firelands is a wannabe nothing! ❞ Zetterburn growled at the red Umbreon, his audacity will not be tolerated within his empire.

❝ Speak your name, red one, you are out of line. ❞ Zetterburn didn’t know what a Greece was. He could only assume it was another nation within Aether. While the lion tried to speak with diplomacy and tolerance, Zetter's fiery mane let Bellum know of the danger the young Pokémon was in, should he push Zetter's nerves anymore. 

[ranger-jedi-knight]

A New Hero Chap 16

AO3: https://archiveofourown.org/works/20887313/chapters/61274620 Taglist: @bluesimani TAGLIST IS OPEN STILL

So here’s the next chap!! Man this was quicker than my newest usual update speed lol. Anyways, I hope you enjoy this newest chap. Also, so some of you might be annoyed the Steph, Cass, and Duke havent shown up. I get that, but its only cause i dont really know em. So theyre more background characters. I’ll try having them appear, but dont get mad if theyre ooc cause like i said, i dont know em the best. And as I said in the last chap, here’s the post showing what the Grayson siblings look like!

https://ranger-gothamite.tumblr.com/post/622996250510409728/the-grayson-siblings

Alya was buckled over laughing. One arm was wrapped around her as the other whacked away Xavier’s hands as he continued to try tickling her. She moved about trying to get away from his tickling fingers while he followed with a grin and laugh himself. “I give! Stop! Uncle!” she yelled from her rocky spot on the edge of the break rooms couch.

A small smile decorated Dick’s lips as he watched Xavier pulled away laughing. Alya leaned against the armrest, getting her laughs and breathing under control. “How do you feel now?” Xavier asked and Alya grabbed his hand and gave it a squeeze.

“Better. Tho, I think tickling is cheating,” she said, a teasing smirk on her lips as Xavier shrugged.

“Well, you never said how to make you feel better. Besides, I know you already talked to Dick about it, so I figured, a distraction would work,” he explained and Alya had to nod.

“Ok, that’s correct......how did you know I talked to Dick?” Alya asked giving him a look and Xavier smiled cheekily at that.

“Lana. she heard you and decided to tell me. She knew we were close,” he said and a resigned type of look crossed Alya’s face.

“Of course she heard,” Alya said shaking her head fondly.

“Well, looks like you two had fun,” Dick said walking into the break room, a smile on his lips as he looked at the two.

“Beware Xavier. He’s a tickle fiend,” Alya said pushing herself upright to glare at Xavier who just smiled unabashedly. Dick smiled as he made his way over as the coffee machine started another batch.

His smile turned to a smirk and Alya gave Dick a look. “He’s not the only one!” Dick called going to and tickling Alya as well. Alya shrieked out a laugh as she started going into Xavier’s personal space to escape only for Xavier to join in. she twisted to and fro trying to escape their tickling but they surrounded her with smirks.

“I-I take-back you’re-both-fiends!” Alya shouted between laughs. The two continued tickling her for a bit longer before relenting. When they finally stopped she leaned against Xavier, panting for breath as Dick stood in front of her smiling softly. “You two.......are the worst,” she panted out, tho she had a smile on her face even tho her cheeks and sides hurt from laughing so hard.

“Nah, we’re the best,” Dick said and Alya nodded slowly at that. But then she looked closer at him, its been a few days since that frantic call and the disagreement.

“How are you and Babs? I haven’t heard you talk about her in a little while,” she asked and Dick gave a rueful smile at that. Never get anything past her, he thought with a small shake of his head.

“We’re talking some things thru,” he admitted with a shrug. Seeing Alya pat beside her, having moved a bit so there’s space between her and Xavier, he sat down and the two leaned against him. Xavier rested an arm on Dick’s shoulder while Alya had a hand on his leg, while her other let him squeeze her arm.

“I have a feeling that’s not all of it,” she whispered and Dick nodded.

“That would be correct,” Dick replied with a sigh, his smile from tickling Alya savagely with Xavier gone. “We got into a disagreement. We....maybe.....breaking up,” he said and a sorrowful look crossed Alya’s face.

“I’m so sorry,” she said, squeezing his leg reassuringly as Dick squeezed her hand. Xavier gave his shoulder a squeeze.

“It’s ok. We’ve been drifting apart for a bit now. We were just denying it,” Dick replied with a shrug.

“That may be, mate. But it still gotta hurt. You were with her for, what? A decade or more?” Xavier asked and Dick nodded.

“On and off,” he offered.

“Well, even so, it’s got to hurt still. And no one is going to judge you for hurting,” Xavier continued and Dick nodded, a small smile painting his lips as he looked between the two.

“Ya, maybe.......maybe that’s why I never felt the want to propose to her. It’s probably because I knew it wasn’t the right thing for me,” he whispered feeling their hands giving him reassuring squeezes.

“I guess there is that bright side. If you ever need someone to talk to, you have us,” Alya whispered as Xavier nodded agreement.

“I know, thank you,” Dick said looking between the two. Alya gave his hand one last squeeze before getting up. She went over to the machine and made Dick his coffee, exactly how he liked it. She sat back down next to him and hand him the mug. He hummed softly with a smile as he sipped the drink. “How did you know my drink?”

Alya scoffed with her head tilted as if she was insulted. “I’ve worked with you for how long, Dick? It’d be a surprise if I didn’t know how you take your coffee,” she said and Dick laughed softly as he nodded.

“Of course. I should have known that after all this time you’d know my at-home comfort coffee,” Dick said and Alya nodded firmly with a smirk.

“Obviously,” she agreed, leaning against him as he sipped his coffee.

“Mind telling me it?” Xavier asked and Alya laughed.

“Sure, I’ll show ya next time,” Alya said and Xavier smiled and nodded. Dick just shook his head between the two of them.

“Ganging up on me now, huh?” he asked.

“But is it ganging up if it’s giving you coffee? Cause, I feel like this is just being nice. Now, what you did just minutes ago with the tickling, now THAT was ganging up,” Alya said and Dick smiled unabashedly at that.

“You enjoyed that tickle session and you know it,” Dick said and Alya rolled her eyes since, yes she did enjoy it since it helped distract her and she had fun with it. But she didn’t have to tell him that.

“I don’t have to answer that,” Alya retorted and Dick smirked as he leaned in to mock whisper to Xavier.

“That means she did,” he said and Xavier laughed with a nod at the look that crossed Alya’s face then.

“It does,” Xavier agreed moving out of the way when Alya tried slapping his arm. But she did manage to slap Dick’s arm hard enough for him to laugh as he leaned against Xavier, trying to escape her wrath, more without dropping or spilling his coffee.

“You’re ridiculous,” Alya said standing up then and heading out. “Feel free to tell Jason that I’m telling Lana who actually got her that necklace!” she yelled out as she left the break room and went to her desk. That had Dick laughing harder just imagining how Jason would react.

“Necklace?” Xavier asked as Dick straightened finally. Dick turned to him and nodded, an easy smile on his lips.

“Ya, a while back Alya’s sister Lana got out of a.....abusive relationship,” he said after a pause, the smile dipping off his face a bit. “She had a rough go and Jason had this necklace he bought for a family friend, Marinette you were there when they visited with Xan, but instead gave it to Lana with Alya promising not to tell who gave it to her. See, Marinette believes in crystals having mystical powers and it seems Lana does too. The reason Alya didn’t say that Jason gave it was because her ex did something when she first met Jason making her be afraid. She’s now way better and knows that she’s safe from him,” Dick explained and Xavier nodded slowly as he processed all that.

“Ah, ok. I got it. I’m glad she’s doing better now,” Xavier said smiling softly to him before humming softly. “Say, does Lana go to GU?” he asked and Dick nodded.

“Yeah, why?” he asked with a tilt of his head as he finished his coffee.

“I’m pretty sure that’s the same Lana my sister is friends with,” Xavier said and Dick started laughing.

“What a small world,” Dick commented and Xavier nodded.

“Small world indeed,” he agreed as the two went out to work on their shared case.

~~~~~~~~~~~~(ﾉ◕ヮ◕)ﾉ*:･ﾟ✧~~~~~~~~~~~~

“We’re really going to tour Gotham University?” Lila asked excitedly and Mari nodded with a smile.

“Ya! We get to see Lana again and meet a few of her friends there!” Mari said excitedly.

“But why? I didn’t think GU was part of Wayne Enterprises?” Adrien asked confused as Nino laughed wrapping an arm around his shoulders.

“It isn’t. But Bruce does donate money to it since his sons have gone there. Dick went there for a bit to get his Criminal Science Degree, Tim did his Business Degree here, when Jason got back, he got his English Degree. As for Damian, I don’t know what he’s planning, I think I heard talk about business or law. Duke is almost done there for his Literature and Film degrees. And then Cass is going somewhere else for her medical while Steph is doing community college as she figures out what she wants. But she will transfer to GU if they have the degree she wants. But I am thinking of going here for a double major of Business and Fashion,” Mari replied and had her friends nodding understanding.

“Jon said he was going to go here to get a Journalism Degree like his parents!” Chloe said excitedly and Mari beamed at that. “Hey, maybe you guys should apply here too! We could all be here in Gotham!” Mari suggested and they nodded agreement.

“Do they got a great sports program?” Kim asked and Mari nodded.

“A really good one. A few Olympians and champions are Alumni from GU,” she explained, and that had Kim shaking with barely contained excitement.

“Do they-?”

“Yes, they visit and help the couches,” Mari said and Kim did a victory dance in his seat on the bus.

“I was thinking of checking the place out,” Lila commented and Mari smiled at that.

“Hey, even if you don’t go to GU, maybe you guys will find a college that’s close enough that we can still hang out! And Chloe, Adrien, you could ask Lana about the Journalism Program they have since she’s apart of it!” Mari said and the couple sitting to the side nodded agreement while Lila giggled from her place next to her.

“Ya! We will. I’m sure Jon will like knowing more about the program!” Adrien said and Nino grunted. Adrien moved his arm out and almost knocked Nino off the seat.

“If you wanted the seat to yourself, you could have just said, bro,” Nino joked as he slid into the seat across from Kim and Max next to Sabrina.

“I didn’t-!” Adrien started as everyone laughed and a blush dusted his cheeks as Nino reached over and patted his shoulder.

“Totally, bro,” Nino said smirking and enjoying seeing Adrien flush and cover his face.

“Didn’t Xan say he was going to GU to talk with the Dean?” Lila asked and Mari nodded.

“Yeah! Since he couldn’t apply with the others, he’s applying to come in during next year’s Spring Semester,” Mari explained happily and Lila nodded with a smile.

“If we’re lucky we’ll see him and get to wish him luck!” Lila said excitedly and the group nodded agreement.

“Oh! Did you guys hear the news? Luna uploaded a new music video!” Kim said excitedly and the group nodded.

“Ya! I listened to their new song five times!” Mari said happily.

“I can’t wait! Apparently the group is coming here to perform!” Adrien said and that had them getting more excited.

“Really?” Mari asked.

“Ya!” Adrien shouted back and Mari and Lila squealed excitedly.

“I wish I can go! I love their music!” Mari whined out and Adrien shared a smirked with Chloe.

Queenie: you got the Luna tickets right????

Demon: Of course. I bought them months ago. Including Backstage passes to personally meet the members.

Little Wing: i’m insulted you’d think that.

NERD: don’t worry. even if we hadnt, the group would still love to meet Mari cause of her business mdc

Queenie: just had to make sure ttyl

Demon: You are at GU right?

NERD: of course they are. thats part of the program for their we internship. but why? id imagine youd rather surprise them somewhere else

Demon: I don’t need to explain myself to you

Chloe just shook her head while Adrien snickered softly while the others were too busy discussing Luna. Well, Max wasn’t. Max was typing away on his phone. While he enjoyed their music, he wasn’t crazy about it like his boyfriend or the others.

“Did you see Eunjoo’s outfit? It was soo cute!” Mari said and Lila nodded agreement.

“It was! Honestly, all of the Lolita outfits she wears are adorbs!” Lila added.

“They’re cute, but look at that rockin’ outfit she wears in the newest music video!” Kim said showing a blown-up pic of Eunjoo wearing black cargo pants with a deep red-purple sports bra-like top with a black button-up tied under it, heeled combat boots were on her feet that matched her crop top. She still had her hair-wig really- up in pigtails with the princess cut bangs. It was interesting to see pastel purple hair with a dark hat on top with dark clothes.

“You may make Max jealous with how you’re talking about Eunjoo,” Mari said with a teasing smirk.

“Oh, he agrees with me,” Kim said and Mari snorted at that.

“Kim is correct. I agree with his analysis. Her outfit in the newest music video is cool. It has a Lara Croft vibe,” Max replied and everyone shook their heads as they laughed. “But also, did you hear the news? Luna is going on tour with Clara and Jagged,” he said and that had Mari and Lila looking in awe.

“Really?” Mari whispered out and Max nodded as he pushed his glasses up.

“Really. After their concert here, they’ll be heading out on tour with them, meeting up at Washington D.C.,” he explained.

“Wow,” Mari breathed. “Oh! Maybe I can get Uncle Jagged to introduce us!” Mari squealed as she pulled her phone out to rapidly text Jagged as Lila and the others maneuvered her out of the bus and onto campus.

“Marinette?” a familiar voice called out. The group turned to see Lana looking at them confused with a few people with her.

“Lana!” Mari beamed over at the redhead and went over to her giving her a tight hug. Lana tensed in Mari’s grip, squeezing her friend’s hand as she forced herself to relax. “Sorry,” she mumbled seeing Lana tense.

“It’s fine. Just....gotta push thru,” Lana replied.

“Still. I swear, if I see his stupid face again,” Mari began and Lana patted her shoulder.

“Thank you, but I doubt I’ll ever be seeing him again,” Lana assured and Mari nodded slowly.

“See who’s stupid face?” Adrien asked curiously and watched as Lana gripped her dagger necklace.

“No one,” Lana replied and Mari gestured she’d explain later which he nodded at. “What are you guys doing here by the way? And who are some of these people?” Lana asked and Mari beamed as she pointed to each person.

“That’s Kim, Adrien, Lila, Sabrina, and Max. Remember Chloe and Nino?” she asked remembering that only those two joined her when she dropped off cookies all that time ago.

“Hi,” Lana greeted giving a wave to the group.

“We match! Nice!” Kim said laughing and that had Lana cracking a small smile when she noticed they indeed matched. Just not in the normal way. Her hair was practically the same shade as Kim’s sweatshirt, just faded a bit.

“Mind introducing us to your friends?” Mari asked and Lana jerked and nodded.

“Sorry, ya, I can do that,” Lana said giving a small smile as the group laughed softly. “That’s Belle, Bee for short,” she pointed to the short young woman she squeezed her hand with who had black hair and brown eyes. She then pointed to a woman on Bee’s other side with brown hair and black glasses over her blue eyes, “This is Cahaya, but Bee and I call her Haya,” she then pointed to the Italian in the wheelchair. She had purple-dyed hair and blue glasses over her teal-green eyes. A scar ran along her cheek. “And that’s Lila,” Lila waved with a laugh.

“Oh my god! I watch your channel!” Lila said from beside Mari, causing the girl next to Lana to laugh.

“Is it because we share a name?” she asked with a giggle that Lila returned. “So there’s no confusion, you guys can just call me L or even MC for my channel name,” she offered, smiling happily at that.

“MC?” Kim asked confused and looked over Max’s shoulder as he typed rapidly on his phone before showing Kim.

“Mythical Crafter. You know, that resin and clay crafter. The girls talk about her a lot,” Max explained and Kim nodded with an ‘oh’ look.

“Oh, yea! I just never heard the name,” he said sheepishly scratching the back of his neck as the group laughed.

“Anyways, why are you guys here?” Lana asked, tilting her head curiously.

“As much as I’d like to know, I need to get to class,” Bee said softly and Lana nodded understandingly as Bee then started off toward a different building with Haya close behind. “It was nice meeting you,” she called out over her shoulder.

“We’re here for a tour of GU!” Mari said beaming and Lana smiled softly.

“That’s cool. I hope you enjoy your tour,” Lana said and Mari nodded agreement. “Speaking of wish, it looks like your teacher wants to get a move on,” she continued looking behind Mari. Mari glanced back and pouted.

“Ya, will you still be on campus at lunch?”

“Ya, I’ll be in the cafeteria,” she answered and Mari beamed.

“We can talk more then!” Mari said as she and the others rushed over to their class.

“Later!” Lana called before walking with L rolling right beside her to their next class. Ms. Bustier looked at Mari and her friends a bit annoyed.

“Marinette, you shouldn’t run off like that,” she scolded and Mari scowled at that shocking the teacher.

“I didn’t run off. I walked a few steps away from the group with my friends to talk with an old friend of mine that goes here,” she said bitterly.

“Why don’t you introduce us to her then. Maybe she’d be able to give us some pointers,” Bustier said smiling sweetly.

“No.”

“What?” Bustier had the gall to look confused.

“She said no, Madame Bustier. She doesn’t have to do anything for you,” Adrien said with a scowl as well.

“Why! That is no way to speak to me, Adrien!” Bustier said looking at the two annoyed.

“Actually, they can. Because you’re being unfair. You’re trying to get Mari to do something she doesn’t want to do, nor do we know if the person you want us to meet wants to meet more people. You actually need to get the person’s consent first if you want them to talk with our class about school-related things,” Chloe said as she inspected her nails. “Even if you didn’t, you can’t force Mari to do anything.”

Bustier fumed at that and instead started leading them to the meeting point.

Ok, so here it is!! This was actually pretty long lol! I hope you enjoyed this newest chap! Yes, I’m still a bit bitter at how stupid Bustier is. She’d be better as a kindergarten teacher really. So ya, we get some Bustier salt. Espeically next chap! Just wait! So, until next time!! -Love Willa<3<3<3

[moonraccoon-exe]

You know in an university AU, there could have been a chance Ignis & Gladio meet each other in a book club. But properly met each other when they were meeting Noct for lunch.

DUDE, YES!!!  ٩(◕ ヮ ◕)۶

Universities AUs are always soooo good because it’s not always the same; the possibilities are so many and so open and there’s so many places to use and roles to put and hnngnfngngfgfgf, and they have this young air that for some reason feels so nice in fanfiction stories and CAN I HAVE THIS AU.

Imagine how pretty it’d be for Iggy and Gladio to meet in a book club! I am SO WEAK for these two bonding over books so what a better situation to meet if it isn’t in a book club!?!?!?! AAAAAAAAAAAAH  ♡ ～('▽^人)

Imagine if first time they meet they’re not sure what to think of each other; it’s not negative, but it’s not precisely positive.

Iggy signed up to the club under maybe Prompto’s or Noctis’ or maybe even Regis’ (his parental figure) advise; the poor guy, best of not only his class but entire course (which is a year or two above where he should be, maybe? Is he still a genius child? Could be one year, so he’s in the same course than Gladio?), is expected too much from too many people, and he himself often pushes himself so hard, he’s literally gotten sick out of mere stress,so whoever gave the suggestion recommended it so he could have a fun activity.

Iggy likes reading, but he barely has any time to read something that isn’t things for his career that he decides the book club is the best; that way he’ll find new things in literature, and it’s a quiet club that won’t put him to too much stress; the meetings are in the library and they sit to talk, so it’s nothing that puts his patience, awkward social skills or his peace of mind to test.

Sort of surprise for Ignis when he comes in and he finds this tough and ridiculously big guy (not just tall, also wide, and also so built-up, what is this guy, a little hut?) that’s apparently heavily tattooed, sides of head shaved and a messy choppy long hair, and a “I don’t have the care to groom it but it’s not messy either” kind of beard, sat at the table that’s supposed to hold the meeting of the club.

So Ignis thinks he may be mistaken, but then thinks he shouldn’t judge like this; that the guy looks like the big brute type doesn’t mean he has to be. Before he can ask anything, two more people arrive and sit there, greeting that big guy and sitting with him and starting to talk about books, so Ignis realizes that he is in the correct place. A bit startled because this is not what he thought he would find in the club, he tries to calm down and goes to sit as more people arrive.

And it’s not just that he didn’t expect such a sporty and "badass-looking” guy there, that was just the first impression,that’s not why Ignis is still kind of troubled.

Thing is, this guy is stupidly, disgutingly handsome.

[I got too eager, so I’m adding a Read More]

The guy, at some point during the meeting, glances his way and just stares for a moment, with no particular reaction or flinch. Ignis thinks that maybe this guy is reading his thoughts and he’s embarrassed and panicking because “fuck, I’ve been thinking about his arms for like three minutes and his face for another five, he noticed, dear Six, he noticed, he knows, he knows and can I please die right now”, but the guy just stares away to continue the conversation with the other people.

So a couple weeks and a couple meetings go with these two talking through only glances.

They don’t usually sit side by side or one across the other, they’re scattered in random seats always, but they’re always glancing to each other’s direction, both of them, silently. They say nothing, they don’t make gestures, they just glance and share gazes, and that’s the only sort of communication they ever share across the weeks.

Ignis isn’t very interested in many of the books they talk about because he hasn’t had time to read novels, but he likes to listen. This tattooed guy isn’t the one that talks most, but whenever he opens the mouth he shares very interesting and some intellecual comments. Through the discussions, Ignis likes to listen to his arguments, to his philosophy, and Ignis thinks a lot of all the things that he can learn from this guy and the things he says andthe ones he doesn’t say.

None of them ask each other or tell each other anything, not even taking the book talk as excuse. They only glance in each other’s direction, stare for some seconds, look away and that’s it. Sometimes it’s many times, sometimes just once, never a verbal word or a hand sign or an expression. Just gazes.

One day, Ignis feels very thoughtful and spends the minutes that it takes him to fall asleep rolling in bed thinking about this guy. ‘Gladiolus’, he knows the name. Gladiolus, and the glances they share. The way Gladiolus look at him, on purpose, and unafraid of being noticed, with the intention of looking at Ignis. Gladiolus, and the blank expression, the lack of gestures, that he’s never said anything to him, but the way he always dedicates some moments of his life to look at him and just him.

And his warm and piercing, fierce brown eyes. The way Ignis feels both tiny and giant when they look at him; how they can make him shiver, unsure if it’s fear or excitement. And how...terribly sweet they are. So sweet it almost doesn’t fit with his body complexion.

Ignis feels his heart flutter and a thousand chocobos running wild in his stomach at the thought that they’re bonding, somehow. He believes that the gazes they give each other, they’re on pupose, and they’re saying a thousand, a million things to each other, and sometimes just one or two things; they’re, somehow, finding each other, and holding hands. That’s their way of reaching for one another. Glancing is their way of...saying what the mouth fears to say. Maybe express...the attraction that is more than just attraction...?

And then Ignis sighs and rolls facedown on his bed because he thinks himself ridiculous. He mentally chides himself for having grown a crush on a guy he doesn’t even know and that doesn’t even talk to him, he mentally nags himself for letting somebody’s looks get the best of him, and he mentally reprimands himself for letting this idiotic, foolish and hopeless thoughts invade him. Of course this is just him; this is just him building up a fairy tale because he can’t accept he’s one-sided. That he feels their glances mean something doesn’t mean that Gladiolus feels the same, or that he considers “their glancing” as something special, or at least important at all.

Ignis tells to himself to remember that not everyone thinks like himself; that there where his glancing tries to tell Gladiolus many things, tries telling him “Come closer”, “I want to know you”, “I want to feel you”, “I want to let you in my life”, there where he’s feeling senselessly attracted, to Gladio this may just be “why does this guy never talk?” and that’s it.

So Ignis continues going to the club meetings, and he’s constantly thinking about all that train of thoughts while still staring at Gladiolus. There where he used to listen to the group conversation and glance to Gladio’s direction, now he’s lost in thoughts, and when he glances it’s inevitable that some of those thoughts escape through his gaze.

He’s more than never before wondering why Gladio looks, what he’s thinking, if he’s thinking anything, what he thinks of him, etc. Gladio, like always, sometimes glances his way to stare for some moments, but he doesn’t seem out of the ordinary. Ignis is pining and thinking so much he’s even started to develop a nervous tic by fidgeting with a pencil; it looks so calm and natural it goes unseen to everyone, but it’s unusual in the usually-fully-still Ignis.

Maybe Ignis even quits the club because he doesn’t like the way Gladiolus is making him feel? It’s not Gladiolus himself as he’s not doing anything, it’s rather just Ignis and his overthinking that spins around Gladio. Ignis is messing up with himself, and he’s aware of that, and he remembers that that’s the entire opposite of why he joined the club so he decides to drop it. In his negativity and gloominess, he philsophies that “it’s best he drops all these foolish teenage hopes before they grow bigger” so his one-sideness won’t get worse.

Ignis drops the club, and when Noctis or maybe Prompto if he’s somewhere in the AU asks him why, all that Ignis says is that “he lost interest” or that “it’s not what he expected or wanted”, but never talks a single word about Gladiolus and the...strange and pretty way they glanced at each other in every meeting. Ignis keeps it to himself for days, and days go as weeks.

And then one day, a month or two later, Ignis is waiting for the food he asked for at one of the cafeterias, and Noctis arrives.

“Hey, Specs.”“Noctis. They were out of muffins, but then again maybe I could have grabbed one for you had you been early.”“Not my fault, Specs. Sorry I was late.”“Do grab some forks, will you?”“Hey, Specs?” Noctis says as he reaches for the things Ignis asked him for. “I hope you don’t mind if a friend joins us? There were changes in his schedule and now he has these hours free, like us, so I thought...”Ignis sighs.“Will you tell him to go away if I say no?”“Possibly no.”“No point in arguing. Do I know this guy?”“I don’t think so. But you’ll like him, I swear. Our dads have been friends all our lives, he’s a dickhead but he’s cool.”“So long he doesn’t touch my coffee-”“No, no, he’s got his own food already. Actually, he’s reserving a table for us”

Ignis seems kind of moody about it, but he just contains a sigh in his chest and receives the food he asked for. He gives the tray to Noctis “as price for being late” while he carries with only his coffee. Noctis is talking about some of his classes and a teacher that’s been bugging him too much, and Ignis is pleased enough just listening to him and watching him or sipping from his coffee he pays no attention to the table they’re heading to until they’re there.

“Here, Specs” Noctis calls with a small sigh and, at his voice, the guy sat at the chair that was giving them its back looks back and up, as if ready to talk.

But his expression, like Ignis’, drop into shock.

It’s Gladiolus. The guy from the book club, the guy that he shared glances with, the guy that he... 

Both swallowed a little gasp when they realized they were in front of each other, and Gladio’s instinct is to stand up almost mechanically, without thinking, and without taking the eyes off Ignis, all while Noctis is talking something about introducing them. Gladio stands there, sort of petrified, and an Ignis that looks as terrified stands in front of him, both eye widened and with the mouths parted doing nothing but look at each other.

And they’re doing it again; gazing. Looking at each other to the eyes and nowhere else. Conversating, seeing the cosmos explode and expand in each other’s eyes.

“So, long story short; Ignis, this is Gladio” Noctis is saying, entirely oblivious to the way the other two look at each other. Ignoring his introduction is absolutely unnecessary. “Gladio, this is Ignis.”

Ignis doesn’t even notice he moved the hand until he feels it being taken in another one, that’s bigger and warmer. Ignis still doesn’t look at the way they slowly shake hands, he’s just staring at Gladiolus to the eyes, and Gladio’s staring back in every single second. And on the taller man’s face a smile starts appearing. 

“...hey” Gladio says and it’s unintentionally a murmur like he lost the voice, but his smile widens noticeably. 

“...hey” is all that Ignis can breathe out for a moment. 

Noctis raises an eyebrow, stares at one, then the other, and the way the grip of their hands is so slowly and stupidly still moving, but they don’t seem to notice. 

“Do you guys know each other?”

The spell isn’t broken, but the other two manage to react and remember they’re in a real and physical world when Noctis asks this. They still stare at each other, and Ignis can’t help but start smiling as well.

“...yes. Sort of” Ignis says but he’s still looking at Gladio. He forces himself to look away and towards Noctis, and finally both young men can think enough to let go of the grip of their hands. “We...were together in the literature club for a while. We only had never...” he glances at Gladio again. And, like always, Gladio’s staring back at him with those wonderful eyes Ignis forces himself to look away again, a little timid. “...we had never spoken before, though.”

“Uh...” Noctis lets out a sound that kind fo says ‘Ah, I see’ lazily, unimpressed. 

Before they can say anything else, the sound of a ‘Caelum!’ somewhere calls their attention. Noctis turns and finds one of his teachers standing some yards away, staring at him. The black haired excuses himself and goes to the teacher, leaving the other two alone.

Ignis was not expecting for anything to be said, but Gladio spoke and took him off-guard in more than one way, and completed what Ignis had said.

“Never verbally, at least.”

Ignis looks back up at Gladio, smile gone and the shocked expression back. He looks at Gladio not understanding at first. It takes Ignis a second before he understands what Gladio says, and understanding makes his heart skip not one but five beats, and he feels the necessity to gasp for air but doesn’t, fearing he’ll look like an idiot.

So it was not only his imagination making him think that those glances meant something...

So it was not one-sided.

It was never one-sided.

Ignis feels his face burning so hard he’s sure he could work as human heater in those moments, and he kind of forgets how to breathe for a few moments. All he can do is look at Gladio with a shocked face that clearly screams “Is this real? Did I understand you correctly?”

Gladio, on his part, is smiling It’s warm and a bit timid, but it’s so dearly and strongly sincere that Ignis can’t help but feel his heart speeding up even more right when he thought it was impossible for it to beat any faster.

Gladio’s eyes, the same eyes that had been looking at him all those previous weeks and months, the same piercing and sweet brown eyes that had felt like a special bond to him...they were looking at him again, but in a much greater context, and with much more warmth and strength than ever before.

“What a pretty voice...” Gladio tells him in almost a murmur, sounding so sincere that Ignis feels his knees tremble a bit. 

It kind of feels like Gladio wants to say something more, but fears to scare Ignis away. So, Ignis tries to say something but he’s too shocked and nervous to come up with anything. He smiles at him, face still burning, heart still threatening to stop in any second, and as much as he tries he can’t say anything.

But it’s not necessary in that moment; they’re staring at each other to the eyes, like they had done for so long.

And that’s the moment they say hello, without saying hello. 

♡ ～('u^人)

How do you do it, Yuu.

How did you trigger me like this with a few words hnfdngmdfg

I WANT THIS AU AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAH

All the possibilities. They could have also both been looking for Noctis and find each other when they find Noctis, instead of being introduced. Or it could have happened that they both arrived before Noctis, hnnfdngf

tHERE’S SO MANY POSSIBILITIES. I want them all. ALL OF THEM, I want them hnfndgndfg

I LOVE THIS AU AND WANT IT AND THANK YOU TELL ME MORE IF YOU WANT MY SOFT HEART IS WEAK NOW ;A;