#I'm... I'm extra bold about talking about details of what's going on in my mind right now because my partner's out of town

[jellybean-tv]

Okay, so APPARENTLY the world's LIGHTEST, SOFTEST, SLOWEST, and BARELY PERCEIVABLE touches get me??

Too fast? Won't work as well. Not almost a phantom touch? Won't work as well.

Jeez, I can't IMAGINE what it'd be like to have a partner with the coordination to work more than one extra soft t-word tool at a time, pffft. Two makes his hands get confused, fjdjdj.

If I somehow ended up in a space where a group of friends or something all got their hands on like, those little fluffy fake grass pieces or something and decided to all go after me at once? I dunno... I think I might end up on the floor. QuQ'''''''

[ghouldtime]

Hello again! Since you said that you HC König to be Styrian, do you think he'd be the kind of person to sometimes speak his dialect with reader to tease them a little? The dialect is kinda hard to understand for people, who only speak High German (the German you find in texts and the one you're taught at school and stuff). Because I speak with a dialect as well and I'd love nothing more than to banter with König in our Austrian dialect together! Of course, there's a thousand dialects in Austria! So, someone from Styria has a hard time understanding someone from Vorarlberg, but still! (Also, because I HC him from the southern part of Styria, I like to imagine he "barks" a little when he speaks! It's gotten better as he grew up, but when he gets drunk he still barks, which makes it harder to understand him! It's really hard to understand some people from southern Styria >.< Are we allowed to share our own HCs with you? I just thought it'd make sense since I am Austrian! Not trying to sound entitled or anything, of course! But I just love giving him HCs of things I'm familiar with :>)

Anyway, sorry for the long ask! Have a nice day! ^^

💚💚💚💚💚 HELLLLOO it's great to see you back again :D I hope you're doing well! Also prefacing this with I'm an American so I'm admittedly not the most well versed in everything Austrian! I do put in my research and know some but I haven't even been there so if I'm ever wrong, absolutely feel free to correct me (I try my best not to be totally ignorant)

To answer your question simply in one word: ABSOLUTELY. Caps, bold, and all.

Naturally, his default IS his dialect. That's what he grew up speaking, that's what he learned, that's what sounds the most correct to him. Yes, it's not the standard, but it's HIS standard.

If reader doesn't know his dialect or if he's going out of his way to be a bit of a little shit, he'll be teasing about it - he's got a sense of humor (as unconventional as it might be). Assuming reader is learning German, he of course will still be helpful with teaching! He'll speak the "textbook" standard, but he's still slipping his dialect in, especially if they're catching onto what he's saying and he wants to make a sly comment.

What did he just say? Oh, nothing, you'll figure it out :) .... eventually, in due time.... and maybe a few post it notes in your text books there...

If they already know German, he'll pretty much insist on his dialect and will maybe speak a bit slower if you're lucky. But he'll talk so much if he likes you, you'll catch on - sooner or later (all apart of his masterplan). He's far more comfortable speaking German so he naturally adopts a faster talking pace too to match

Side note Dialects are SO interesting. One of my pals is Norwegian and he'd look me dead in the eyes and switch to another dialect whenever I understood him. Frustrating, actually pretty hilarious, and gives me MORE incentive to learn and to try and figure it out. How a single language can vary so differently from place to place in the same country is very interesting to see and hear alike

(Also you're absolutely welcome to share head cannons with me anytime!! 💚💚💚 I love hearing them and I love seeing that people can relate and have their own experiences to add. It really adds depth when we know we're never getting more than the bare minimum and it's not entitled at all its so nice to hear these little details)

I'm absolutely on board with that head cannon and support it FULLY in every sense of the word. That's 110% HIM. Since he wasn't much of a talker as a kid too I think it certainly was much more pronounced for that reason before it lessened as he grew up, and especially had more exposure to his peers.

I adore niche head cannons like this, it's my bread and butter. Because you KNOW we'd not get that level of love and attention to detail with or from the game alone and it's just adding that extra pizzazz, that extra depth that he deserves

💚💚💚💚💚💚💚💚💚 If you don't mind, I'll adopt that for him because it's so perfect??? It's so him I just love the idea so so so much

[thecapybara526]

A Drop in the Ocean pt. 5

Avatar: way of water

Neteyam x reader, Lo’ak x reader

Note:Part 5!as promised here is an extra chapter for today. Thank you for all the support! It makes me so happy. Very fluffy/angsty chapter

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Part 5

You and Neteyam had just arrived back at camp. All that was going through your mind was Lo’ak. What had happened? Why were they looking for him?

“He is going to be fine Y/n” Neteyam tried to grab your arm but you wiggled out of it.

“Neteyam, it's Lo’ak.” your eyes were still puffy from all the crying, and you refused to let more tears come out. He's going to be okay.

“Exactly, he is a skxwang but whatever trouble he got himself into, he will find a way of out it”

Metkayina we're riding in the water, calling Lo’ak’s name. You started running to where all the people were gathered.

Neteyam was worried too, but his heart ached. The way you reacted to Lo’ak being in danger made him sad. He was glad you cared for him deeply, but would you react the same way if it was him?

When you reached your parents, you could see Lo’ak being brought in by one of the warriors. You let out a sharp breath realizing that he looked fine, just some scratchess.

“Come here; let me get a look at you” Jake jumped down to inspect him.

“I pray for the strength to not pluck the eyes of my youngest son” Neytiri hissed.

Tonowari stepped up, “no, the blame is not his” you looked to see him push Ao’nung to kneel. If Ao’nung was responsible for this, you were going to kill him.

“No, the blame is all mine. I convinced him to take me out of the reef” Lo’ak spoke up.

What? Outside the reef. Why weren't you Invited? What an adventure! Then you remembered you were supposed to talk with Lo’ak, but you ignored him. You brought a hand to your mouth; what if he hadn't been rescued? You would have never seen him again and lived with the guilt.

...

Kiri was patching up Lo’ak, you, and Neteyam watching.

“So are you going to tell us what happened?” Kiri questioned.

“No, not tonight, please.” she dropped the subject, “ so Neteyam and Y/n, how was your evening?” Lo’ak’s ears twitched.

“ it was good.”  you feel a bit uncomfortable talking about this in front of Lo’ak.

“ yes, good indeed.” Neteyam, understood why you did not want to go into details. It was a very emotional night for the both of you. Not only that but Lo’ak, Neteyam knew he loved you, and he wasn't ready to tell Lo’ak that he was also in love with you.

Lo’ak looked at Y/n, Kiri told him how worried you were. It made him happy, it meant to still cared about him.

“Kiri, Neteyam. Can I have a moment alone with Y/n?” you glanced at Lo’ak, well that was bold.

“Yes, of course, brother,” Kiri said, standing up and pulled Neteyam out with her. He was worried, but he respected his brothers wishes and above all he respected you. If you loved Lo’ak, he would never be angry. He just wanted you happy.

“How are you.” you sat closer to him, you desperately wanted to touch him, but you were reluctant. You didn't know where the two of you stood anymore.

“I would be better if you would tell me what happened between us.” he was straight to the point.

“Lo’ak.” you look up at the ceiling. “I don't know what you want me to say. You've barely even looked at me since we got here”

“Y/n, I see you.” he placed a hand on the back of your neck, your eyebrows shot up. You had been waiting for this moment your entire life. You blushed.

“Lo’ak, I see you.” he smiled. You were happy but not as much as you had imagined.

“Then, why have you been ignoring me.” you pulled away from him, anger bubbling in your stomach.

“Lo’ak, you know why.”

“Tsireya.” he looked away.

“I'm not dumb Lo’ak, I see the way she looks at you and the way you look at her.”

“Oh yeah? And what about Neteyam?” he clipped

Yes. Neteyam. You don't know when it happened, when did he sneak into your heart? Maybe it was the way your heart beats and muscles relax when he is around you. The way he looks at you when you talk as if you were the most important person in the world. His smile, his eyes, the way he gently touches you. And you can't forget the night the two of you just had; it will be imprinted in your mind forever. You had feelings for Neteyam.

“Yes Neteyam. We have been spending a lot of time together.” it was the first time you had admitted it to yourself. You weren’t going to tell Lo’ak when you hadn’t even said it to Neteyam yet.

“What is he to you?” Lo’ak was frustrated.

“Lo’ak it’s not any of your business. I’m not interrogating you on Tsireya.” You stood up.

“It is my business, we just confessed to each other Y/n! I need to know!” He stood up too voice raising a bit.

“Then tell me about Tsireya. Look me in the eye and tell me you feel nothing for her.” You we’re breathing hard. You knew the answer but you needed to hear him say it.

He was still for a moment. Before he went to see Kiri, he and Tsireya talked about what happened outside the reef. He told her things he hadn’t even told Y/n, about how he feels his dad doesn't understand him, that he's a disappointment to the family.

“I have feelings for Tsireya.” he looked you in the eye. You felt a tug at your heart. It hurt, but for some reason, it didn't break you like you thought it would.

“All my life it had always been you, Lo’ak. Always.” you shook your head

“But things are different now, huh.”

“Yes. Yes they are” you both looked at each other sad. He pulled you into a hug. You stood there holding each other.

Although this felt like the end, Lo’ak wasn't going to just give up on you. He knew there was still something between the two of you. He just needed to figure out if what he had with Tsireya was stronger.

You squeezed him tightly. This was your Lo’ak, one of your partners in crime. But did he truly know you inside and out? Did you know him deeply? You had a choice to make Lo’ak or Neteyam? You were torn.

Neteyam and Kiri decided to sneak a look at the two of you. Neteyam’s heart dropped when he saw Lo’ak embracing you. It felt like a kick in the gut, and he was nauseous. Kiri rubbed his back. she knew her brother was hurting. Maybe what the two of you had built wasn't as strong as your bond with Lo’ak. He decided in that moment, he would stay out of it.

That night he didn't even look your way before bed. You stayed up, hoping maybe he would tap you, and you would have a late-night talk. But when you glanced at him, he turned his back to you.

...

That following day you could not find Neteyam anywhere. It was like he was hiding from you. You swam with Kiri and Tuk, even spent some time with Jake. You walked back to the hut hoping Neteyam was there. Nope. Neytiri was.

“Hello, my child.” she smiled

“Hello” you sat down.

“Help me with this,” she was making food.

“Okay.” you kneeled quietly, helping her, folding little squares with the leaves.

Neytiri knew something was wrong, from the way your ears tipped back and tail twitched.

“What is wrong”

“What? No, nothing” was it that obvious?

“Please do not lie to me.” you shifted backwards to sit and stretched your arms behind you.

“Neytiri, how did you know Jake was the one?”

She laughed; you knew she had tried to kill him when they first met.

“Well, it all comes down to how the man makes you feel, Y/n. Your mother once told me that your father made her feel at ease. She could rely on him; he was solid. He made her feel like the only woman in the clan; she loved him so much.” your heart stopped. You knew at that moment who you wanted, who you needed, who was the man that made you feel at ease.

Your eyes teared up, and you launched yourself into Neytiri’s arms.

“Thank you.” you laid your head on her shoulder, “I miss her so much, but I am so thankful I have you.”

Neytiri smiled. “Always”

...

You finally found Neteyam but he wasn't alone. Rotxo, Tsireya, Tuk, and Kiri, we're with him.

“Y/n! Hello join us!” Tsireya took your hand

“Sure, what are you guys planning.” you looked at Neteyam over her shoulder but he wouldn't meet your gaze. Huh.

“We are going to go to the spirit tree today!” Tuk grabbed your other hand.

“Let's do it.” you grinned down at her.

...

You were all on your ilu’s swimming to the tree. Whenever you tried to ride next to Neteyam, he would flash you a small smile and ride ahead of you. Kiri narrowed her she's at this. Great. More drama. She thought to herself.

All you could think about was why he was upset with you. Why was he ignoring you? Was he embarrassed about what happened yesterday?

All you knew was that you were going to talk to Neteyam. Whether he liked it or not.

...

That's all for today! I am going on vacation tomorrow, so I will definitely write more when I'm at the airport. I hope you enjoyed this chapter. I thought we needed some drama between the reader and neteyam. Hehe.

[klxudykai]

my guide to making scripts ☆

i’ve had my fair share of making scripts (cause i'm obsessed) so i thought i’d share how i make them (with examples)

btw i make my scripts on notion^^

general things to add

- so first, choose the aesthetic you want. it can be something like “black and white grunge” or “green forest”. i get most of my pictures from Pinterest cause that’s where most high quality photos are ofc. so for the icons i always put “icons” after whatever aesthetic im going for because the search shows square photos. if you don’t want to add a photo for every page you have, you can just look up smth like “solid black background” (specifically solid cause if not it’ll give you a photo instead).

- for photos to add throughout the script i highly suggest going to tumblr cause you'll get higher quality photos. you technically could use pinterest, too but you might not find a decent quality photo. you might have to scroll a bit depending on what you're looking for but you shouldn’t have a problem finding what you need 🤷🏾‍♀️ (keep in mind that depending on how small the photo is, it might turn out with bad quality)

-this part is optional considering your scripts will still look pretty without it, but if you want to, you can add dividers. not just the ones that are on notion but a colorful one once again those can be found on tumblr (if you intend on sharing the script make sure to give credit to who made the dividers!!). i haven't quite figured out how to make them hence why i dont add them to every script cause they dont always have the color i want

(i personally prefer the solid color once for aesthetic reasons, but its totally up to you which divider you want to use)

-next that i like to add are symbols. you can easily find those by searching up "copy and paste symbols" and something should pop up. try to refrain from using language characters cause from what i've heard it can be offensive. go for something like a heart or a star (stars are my personal go-to)

-i usually add the symbols in the title and on the toggle lists (yes my safe word is “back to the ghetto” LMFAO)

structuring

so my scripts are always set up like this:

personal: basics, appearance, personality, wardrobe, backstory, house/car

relationships: family, friends, partner, pets

media (this part is optional depending on what year you're shifting to): phone, tiktok, instagram, twitter, youtube

extra: safety, first day, scenarios

depending on the dr it is, i'll usually add an extra section. so for example if i'm shifting to a dr where i go to school ill add a section labeled "school" and have the class, dorms (if you have any), backpack, and whatever extra stuff about the school.

if i have a dr where i have powers or something then i would add a section for that with the pages named combat (where you can add how you fight and what abilities you have), how you inherited your powers (you can also add to this section if you're a hero, villain, vigilante,etc), if you are a hero or something then you can add another page with what your suit looks like and then add the extra gadgets you have along with it

(i'll use my spiderverse and mha script as an example so you can see what i'm talking about)

details i had throughout the script

colored texts: so when im highlighting something important like my dr name, nicknames, mbti, etc

dividers: im telling you dividers make everything look sm more neat. it doesn't even have to be a colored one it could be the notion divider

bold texts: i feel like this just makes things look more aesthetically pleasing idk

a hint i learned: you can put texts right next to each other

anyways i think that's all the tips i have to give when it comes to scripts, if you have any questions pls lmk ^^

i also made a script that you guys can use for reference and if you plan on using it as a script make sure to duplicate it (the option to do that is on the top right of the screen)

(pls don't let this flop i worked so hard)

pookie also wanted to be tagged so @lovebvni

[alirhi]

How I'd have done TFATWS pt 1

Okay, I am such a whore for positive attention that, yes, it literally only takes one person expressing interest to get me to do something lol. So, for the lovely @goblin-tea, here is how The Falcon and the Winter Soldier would have gone for Bucky if I'd been a writer on the show!

Also, shoutout to @gunshou, who popped up showing support when I was in the middle of writing this lol 😘

Episode 1: New World Order

I actually love how most of this episode was handled; it's what drew me into the show in the first place, and gave me such hope for the rest of it. Most of the changes that I'd make here are pretty minor, tbh.

I'd specify the setting in some way for Bucky's nightmare. Obviously, since he was there and knows what happened, when, and where he was, it wouldn't be like the setting changes in movies where they slap a big, bold title card over the scene. Still, I'd probably open with a brief establishing shot showing the city skyline or something; some identifying feature so that viewers can work out where this happened without needing a direct statement from Marvel (note: if you need to directly address your audience to clarify something from within your story, you're a bad storyteller). What year did this take place? I show technology from the time; perhaps a dated cell phone in someone's hand. The point is to establish where and when The Winter Soldier killed RJ Nakajima, without detracting from the emotional impact of the scene. Why does it matter? Because we should know why. Why is Bucky dreaming about this particular incident? Was it his last mission before the events of CA:TWS (a theory I see frequently repeated but with no evidence to back it up)? Was it earlier on? Is RJ only on the forefront of Bucky's mind because of his (unhealthy, but we'll get to that) friendship with Yori? How long has Yori been suffering under the weight of his grief?

I would not have had him crash through the wall, btw. As cool as that shot looked, let's try to remember that The Winter Soldier was a ghost story for 70 years. Ghosts don't leave giant gaping holes in hotel walls. I'm not saying brazen wholesale destruction is out of character for him (obviously not. I've seen CA:TWS lmao. many times. this moment lives rent-free in my brain:

found on google without credit; pls lmk if it's yours so I can credit.

but you don't become a "ghost story" if you always leave that much evidence, ijs)

I'd leave the terrible therapy session alone. That scene was beautiful. Beautifully shot; I loved how claustrophobic it felt, and it really did a wonderful job of showing how Bucky felt on the spot, scrutinized, almost put on display for this bitch woman. This scene establishes Raynor as clearly wrong, and an unprofessional mess, and Bucky calls her out on it. I fucking love that!

lmao gods, I love his painfully awkward forced smile... Guys, this episode is fkn great. (betcha weren't expecting so much praise from me, were you? 😂)

"You're free." "To do what?"

👆👆👆 In my show? That would have more of an impact on Bucky's arc. That question would be one of the underlying issues moving his whole story along. Twice in this show, he's told that he's free, but no one addresses what he's free from, much less what he's free to do next.

It's a minor thing, but when Yori tells Bucky to ask Leah out? I'd have Bucky do more than just shake his head in silent horror. Not much more, just something that matters to me as someone who's worked in the service industry for many, many years and dealt with too many creepos: Bucky would flat-out say "she's at work! that's harassment, Yori!"

Yori can still stomp right past that boundary, and Leah can still smile and agree. I just really want someone to verbally acknowledge that you don't fucking ask someone out when they're at work. Ever. Bucky cringing and apologizing puts the power of the conversation back in Leah's hands; it gives her an out to politely decline if she's not interested, and just laugh off Yori's flirting on Bucky's behalf as a senile old man being silly, so I'm actually fine with how this scene turned out. I just would personally have gone that extra inch there for the idiots in the audience who don't get Bucky's subtle "wtf" reaction and why Yori's suggestion was so bad. If someone's livelihood depends on being nice to you, keep your goddamn distance. Flirting with them or asking them out when they're at that big of a disadvantage and have virtually no power to say "no" is harassment.

Here is where I'd make one more subtle change, too. When Yori sees the mochi and is reminded of his son, and tells Bucky about his death, I'd just slip in a time frame. "x years ago, my son was..." blah. (Guys, it really bothers me not knowing when that scene took place rofl can you tell?)

One complaint I've seen a lot online about this show is how it's a bit murky on just how well known Bucky is in-universe. He can walk around Brooklyn with more or less total anonymity, but he's also recognized as "an Avenger" (when he was never actually technically in the group)... but honestly? I think it's actually pretty realistic. Just because someone's famous doesn't mean every single person on the planet knows who they are and what they look like well enough to instantly recognize them on the street. People look different in photos than in person, and pre-Blip, Bucky had the complete Jesus look - long flowing hair and a full beard. In TFATWS he's a little scruffy, but not this:

Sebastian looks like about 10 different men from one moment to the next just irl with a change in haircut, lighting, expression, whether or not he got enough sleep the night before... 😂 I don't really find it hard to believe that people not expecting to bump into an Avenger would have trouble seeing Bucky post-haircut as anything other than just another attractive white guy.

Anyway! Sorry for the segue lol. On to the date!

Earlier in this very same goddamn episode, it is established that Bucky can remotely operate a car with a tablet. This is not a technologically-inept geezer. This is a 30-something nerd who loves new technology, who, yes, is facing a brave new world and a whole lot of new technology, but has never shown any issue picking it up. The crappy flip phone he handed Raynor earlier? a burner to keep her out of what little personal life he does have (we never see it again in the real show, anyway). The "tiger photos" line? Stays, not to show Bucky's floundering ineptitude with technology, but as a little nod to his bisexuality. (don't like it? don't wanna see Bucky as bi? go watch the show and read Skogland's borderline-offensive interviews. This isn't "how I would pander to a homophobic audience" it's "how I would have written it." the "Bucky is bi" interpretation is super fucking common and has been since TFA so bite me 😁)

Tiny nitpick, but I'd also have the Battleship boards actually set up properly lmao. What even was that? Anyway...

I don't think I'd have Leah get all ranty about Yori and RJ. That's not first date talk, for one thing. For another, let's ease up on the beating Bucky and the audience over the head with that one incident in a single episode, shall we? Instead, I'd have her stick with the date questions - she asked his age, asked about his family; I'd have her follow it with questions about what he does for a living (giving us a chance to not only actually have that question answered for us - how the hell does Bucky keep himself from being homeless? lol - but also set up...)

He shuts down a little when she starts asking about his past; she's innocently curious, just trying to get to know him, but he's flinchy and deflects with questions about her. The date is awkward, but doesn't abruptly end with him running away lol. He walks Leah home, like the old-fashioned gentleman he is, goes home, himself, and end on him grimacing in his sleep, in the clutches of another nightmare: not as much detail as the RJ murder scene, we see disjointed, disorienting images of fluorescent lights glinting off of machinery, the occasional shot of Bucky writhing in the chair, a shot of that damned notebook (to remind the dumber audience members why Raynor's passive-aggressive notebook thing was so triggering for him), and we hear echoes of a couple of the trigger words, and Bucky's screams.

[beenovel]

I started crying this morning from joy so I thought I'd talk about tears, and how it's better to let them run their course! A little advance warning, it got a little heavy towards the end, I mention some personal stuff so I'll put that in bold if you want to skip it. I don't go into any real detail, like I said it's just mentioned.

Keep in mind that I am absolutely not a professional, most of my knowledge comes from my mom's extensive knowledge (she reads books and studies on psychology for fun) and my own (albeit limited) research.

First, though, I want to make sure we all understand emotions themselves.

Emotions come from your brain releasing chemicals into your body! These chemicals are called "hormones". You've probably heard of serotonin, the happy hormone.

Now what happens when you have too much of an emotion is your brain goes "this is too many chemicals! We gotta get rid of the excess!" and flushes it out of your system with, you guessed it, tears! Your brain doesn't differentiate between different emotions when undergoing this purge, it's just trying to take care of you!

I've seen this picture a couple times floating around on the internet and the comments I see are almost always along the lines of "that's so weird!". well, this is why! They actually have different chemical makeups!

Now I am not 100% sure why your body needs to get rid of all the extra, but I am going to guess that based on the fact that I know you can have adrenaline poisoning (I know because I've had it) that all those chemicals are probably pretty toxic.

Now, speaking of adrenaline, this is also why you cry during or after a panic/anxiety attack. What happens when you have a panic/anxiety attack is that you jack up your heart rate, your breathing gets shallow/uneven/you hold it, and (obviously) you're panicking! So your brain goes "well all signals point to being in danger! I'm under attack! I'm drowning!" so it just floods your body with adrenaline to give you enough energy to get to safety.

This also has to do with mood stabilizers! the reason some people need mood stabilizers is that their brain doesn't make enough of a hormone (or too much) so they need some help from an external source.

Now we come to the toxic culture of "big girls/real men/adults don't cry". Everyone cries. If you hold back tears you're keeping all those harmful chemicals in your body!! My therapist when I was younger had a really good analogy I always use: keeping emotions bottled up is like you have a soda bottle. you don't have all that much soda in the bottle at first, so when you shake it nothing much happens. but you don't pour out any of the old soda when you add new. and if you keep adding and shaking, adding and shaking, eventually it's going to explode everywhere.

I really struggled with emotions when I was younger. I was raised in a family (not my mom, she was great, it was my aunts and cousins) where crying was seen as "weak" and even though I'm the oldest I've always been seen as the "delicate, glass, easily broken" baby of the family because I have the fastest tear trigger. (and yes all of the words in the quotations have been said to my face) So I would keep everything inside all the time to seem "strong" and it lead to depression and attempted suicide. Or I would be constantly angry and I would end up lashing out at someone I loved.

So if you feel you need to cry, please do!

sorry, this was kinda all over the place and ended up touching on a lot more than tears alone, I just needed to get it out!

[neenahnah21]

Find my Way Back Home VII

Summary: Bucky Buchanan Barnes is smitten to a four insignia military officer—you. How do you think things will unfold? 

 Pairing: Bucky Barnes x Reader 

 Word Count: 1,454

 Warning: Swearing?

Bucky were hunted again by another dreams. This one was different though, the night terrors were not about his terrible fate at the hands of Hydra— the dreams were about you.

It wasn't necessary a nightmare, in fact it was quiet pleasant, too good to be true. Maybe that was the reason why it was called a dream, because it is impossible and way too far from reality. And he considers it a nightmare for being only a good dream and not a reality.

"What were you so distracted at soldier?!" he's superior exclaimed seeing how preoccupied Bucky is during a briefing. His shouting snap him out of his trance and quickly brought his attention back to the officer in front of him.

"Nothing sir" he denied, and his superior knew him damn too well.

"Well repeat my instruction then" he challenged and Bucky were tongue tied, not really knowing what to say, true to his superior observation, he wasn't really paying attention.

It's not that he's not a good soldier, it's just that your presence were extremely distracting, you looked to good to be denied every attention in the world. Wearing that officer uniform, moving so gracefully among your colleagues, damn, how could he deprive his self the sight of you.

Luckily out his not so great disposition you decided to be his dame in damn uniform ready to save him, like the guardian angel you are to him.

"Good day gentlemen, what are we having here" you greeted, when his superior saw you he was quick to render a salute and so does he-with an additional wink which caused you to roll your eyes.

"Just lay outing the defence in case the adversary decided to attack first, ma'am" his superior answered.

"Hmm, well I must get going now then, looks like you can handle your selves. I just drop by to say hello" you asseverate and then the two soldier rendered you once again a salute before you retreat the quarter.

Whatever they were doing earlier was now forgotten, his superior quickly dismissing him after an important errand demands his attention, to Bucky's gratefulness. He can't take another reprimanding, he can't afford you thinking any less of him.

"Well it's  just not appropriate for a dame as such to be all alone at this hour" Bucky remarked playfully when he saw you walking alone at the side of the river. You're current FOB was better among the rest you have been, resource was great and the scenery was a bonus.

Tonight was extra especial, the moon was bright and it was beaming with light that emits the base. It's reflection was can be magnificently seen at the river water.

"Luckily I can be a knight in shining armour at your service" he said shamelessly. You scoff can't help the laugh that escaped from your mouth. You wanted to reprimand him at how vulgar he was, but knowing him, it would be pointless.

"Well that's too bold of you to say soldier" you replied, trying to sound firm but the smirk on your lips were a give way that you are anything but.

"Well lucky you I'm a valiant soldier cause if I'm not then I won't be holding your hand right now, officer" he beam with full of pride.

You didn't noticed it until he mentioned it.

The echo of gun shots and artillery fires brought Bucky out of his dreams, sweat were drenching his clothes, the gruesome image of what fold right after his fantasy dream were a nightmare that twice it's dreadfulness to the sweet one he was having.

He couldn't shake the image out of his head. How he was holding your hand just a moment ago and then not too long after that he's already holding your limp body.

The image was too much for him to take. Luckily it was just a nightmare , one of the few good in his bad ones. This one were different in a sense that it was the calmness before the storm. Too good in the beginning but it was the same ending, horrifying.

That wasn't the last dream he has of you that night though. It seems like his fantasy and yearning of having you were finally keeping up with him, even in his unconscious state.

"What the hell?!" you screech when Bucky entered your tent without permission. When you saw your intruder you slightly relax but kept your uptight demeanour.

"What the fuck are doing here Sergeant Barnes?!" you asked firmly, he only gave you a lip-sided smile though, he figured out he like seeing you in authoritative manner, dominant and in control. You looked extremely hot when your pissed and he liked it knowing he's the one that can rile you up like this, the only one that can get under your skin without being beheaded.

"Can't I just visit my girl?" you scoffed at his response, completely not having this shenanigans of his.

"As if" you retorted.

"As if what doll?" he's now walking towards you, shamelessly checking you out, savouring every detail of you physique.

"As if you don't longed for me to be here? As if you don't want me calling you MY GIRL, because doll, I know you do" he said huskily, his seductive voice were making you weak on your knees and when you were just about to be slumped on the floor Bucky caught you in his harms, embracing you with a hug.

He firmly secure you in his arms, snaking it at your waist and looking at you lovingly.

"I miss you" he said while smashing his lips unto yours, at first you didn't fight it but when you realize how wrong the situation is you tried to break free from it.

"Bucky stop, you can't be here. You're not even allowed to be here. Specially during this hours" you said but your hands were still snaked at his neck and the other one playing absentmindedly with his hair. He just give you a knowing look and you couldn't help but chuckle at it.

"We can't, someone can just walk in" you said while looking pass him and checking the opening of your tent.

Bucky only hummed though, not bothered even a single bit with your warning. He only tightened his hold on you and brought his face at the crook of your neck, pecking once in a while at soft skin there.

"Buck..." you warned.

"Hmm" he replied still sucking you neck.

"Seriously stop" you doesn't sound like you wanted to which encourage Bucky more.

"We can't afford to get caught you know, hands off now" you demanded firmly, Bucky only shook his head and looking at you with his puppy eyes. That's unfair, you can't deny him anything if he's looking at you like that.

"Nope" he said popping the p sound like a child, you can only glared at him, not trusting your voice. When it seems like there's no way of talking him out of it, you tried wiggling yourself out which earned a grunts from him.

"Please?" he begged.

"Weren't you suppose to be supervising your troop?" he ignored your question, completely indulge at studying your feature.

"Can we just be like this please? Stay like this" he added, referring to your current position where he was embracing you tightly in his arms.

"Buck you know we can't, if someone saw us you'll be—" he didn't let you finish your words when he crashed his lips to yours once again. You could only savour the feeling of him.

He hugged you tightly afterwards, no one saying anything for a while.

"5 minutes" he declared.

"Let me have you like this for at least 5 minutes, please" and you could only hum and nod at his plea. You just hugged him back, closing your eyes and relishing the feeling of being in his tight embrace, listening to the comforting sound of his heart beating.

You didn't notice how the time passed by way too quickly, it's more than five minutes and you were ignorant of it. The sound of your tent opening is what brought the two of you out of your stances, glancing at the person's figure emerging with both horrified and panicked look.

And Bucky was once again awake from that dream. He tried to go back to his slumber after that. For a good few minutes he tried to find his comfortable position, changing from one place to another. Switching from side to side but he can no longer find his torpidity. The image of a flabbergasted Steve upon seeing your intimate position— emerging from your tent, never ceasing to leave his mind.

[olivenight17]

Hi, Can I get a Bnha matchup if they are open? I'm an 5'1 straight female that is slightly chubby. I'm mean feisty bold and sassy but once you get to know me I'm actually kinda nice. My hobbies are reading writing and drawing but I read and draw alot more than I write. Im an extrovert, I like cooking shows, hanging out with my friends etc. My Friends and family day that I'm the meanest and sweetest person they know.

They are indeed open and I am here to grant your wish anon! Alrighty, I was on the fence about this one, because I knew what kind of personality you needed, I just wasn’t sure which of the characters attached to said personality would fit best. But after some consideration, I have my answer.

I match you with our sweet and adorable Izuku!

- Hello, this cute bean right here has appeared to be yours!

- At first, he was a little intimidated because well, you act kinda like Katsuki but less explosive and it unnerved him.

- But hey, if he’s on his way to being friends with Katsuki again then he can make his way into your heart too!

- It happened when he first saw you drawing. He came closer and tried to ask you what you were drawing, but it kinda just came out as nonsense.

- from that point onwards, he’s curious. And that curiosity overrides any fear he might have of your sassy remarks.

- He kind of just sits next to you and writes in his own notebook. Eventually you two get to talking because he’s just so silently persistent and you manage to actually hit it off great.

- As you both get closer he starts hanging around a lot more and he always compliments you on your drawings.

- He’s tried drawing on occasion to remember certain details on heroes and while he’s somewhat good at it he’s... really not the best. So when he sees how talented you are he’s like absolutely amazed!

- If you ever want ideas of something to draw, he’ll always try to help out (though be warned, it’s probably going to be something hero related lol)

- He’s the kinda boyfriend who gets invested in your hobbies because he really cares, so I hope you don’t mind!

- He’ll sit down with you to watch the cooking shows, paying extra attention to the dishes you’re really interested in.

- Though Izu’s not the best cook in the world, he certainly will do his best to recreate any dish you show interest in!

- If you recommend him a book or two he’ll definitely go and check them out, lol and you better be prepared if you get him hooked on any. Because if you do, he’s going to geek out about it.

- He’s slightly more on the introverted side, so he’ll usually wave you off as you go out and have a fun time with your friends.

- And if you ever want to introduce him to your friends or family, the boi is going to be so ecstatic because oh my gosh he gets to meet the closest people in your life!

- But also oh my gosh, he’s going to meet the closest people in your life! He has to make a good impression! Expect quiet rambling the whole day and hours leading up to him meeting up with them. Lol, so many voice cracks, you’ll have enough material to tease him for weeks.

- He’s really adorable when you tease him by the way. You know that picture attached to this post? Yeah, he basically does that every time you tease him and it’s super cute.

- Overall, it may have started rocky but once he wormed his way into your heart, you both hit it off right away! Congrats, you have an adorable bean on your arm who loves absolutely everything about you, especially how kind you really are on the inside.

So, I know his personality is on a whole different level, also I don’t know I feel like I made him really creepy (I’m not that good writing for Deku, forgive me anon!), but I still hope you enjoyed anyways! If not, let me know, I could redo it if you’re not satisfied.

[softmintmochi]

Genre: Angst

Summary: The biggest day of your life is finally here. You've never been happier in your life. Everyone important in your life is here, glad that you're happy.

Jimin's POV

I sigh deeply as I steady myself, my nerves making me feel on edge. Today is the day. Surrounded by my friends, I feel a sense of security. "Are you nervous, Jimin?" Seokjin pats my back soothingly, and I smile up at him. "Of course I'm nervous. What if I do something wrong? Say something wrong?" I ask, my fingers fumbling with my tie. I groan in frustration, and Seokjin takes over for me, tying it perfectly. "You're gonna be fine. We're all going to be there standing right next to you." He assures me. "Yeah, you've got nothing to worry about. Here, maybe this will calm you down." Yoongi says, handing me a flask. I gladly accept it, taking a swig and letting the liquid burn my throat. The door swings open, Namjoon smiling brightly as he raises his hands him the air. "Alright guys, it's time! Let's go get married!" He declares.

The venue is beautiful. I've seen it in pictures about a million times, but pictures can't even begin to compare to the real thing. A spring wedding in the forest. That's always been her dream. She's been planning this since she was a little girl. The trees towered over us, giving us nice shade from the sun's rays. Rows of cushioned seats decorated in lavender ribbon were lined up, facing the alter, which was also laced in ribbon, also pale pink roses poking out. It was absolutely perfect. I walk around, greeting people, ushering people to their seats, waiting anxiously for it to begin. I check my watch, and it's 20 minutes until it starts. I make sure everyone is seated and as soon as they are, I take my place up at the alter, all of my friends around me. I take a deep breath, trying my best to calm myself. It's time.

The music plays, and the doors of the building open. Taehyung rubs my arm that's hidden from view soothingly, trying to calm me down. Everyone turns as she appears, her father locking arms with her as he guides her. Her beautiful fingers wrap around the bouquet of pale pink roses, her veil draped over her face. Even with the veil hiding her, I can still tell she looks absolutely amazing. She always does, of course, but this is a day I've imagined repeatedly, and she looks even more stunning than I could've ever dreamed. The closer she gets, the more nervous I get. My foot taps unconsciously, my fingers fiddling in front of me. She looks at me, smiling before she kisses her father on the cheek, taking her place up on the alter. Her veil is lifted, and I can feel tears pricking my eyes. She's definitely more gorgeous than I could've ever dreamed of. She's perfect.

I remember the first time I saw her. We were just kids, and she sat in my table group, and I would always tug on her hair or tease her. Whenever I did something to her she'd do something right back, and that set they basis of our relationship. For years we teased each other back and forth, and the older we got, I realized my feelings for her. She would always tell me about what she wanted her wedding to be like, and I always promised her I'd make it happen. Even though I knew I loved her, I was always too nervous to tell her. It wasn't until we were 16 that I finally kissed her, and it was the best day of my life. After that happened, we talked about where we stood, our relationship, and how things would play out from then on. A few weeks later I introduced her to my other friends, and she got along with them really well. Maybe if I didn't introduce them, it would've been me standing on that alter with her.

The day after we kissed she came over to my house, sat down on my bed like any other day after school, but she seemed tense, a bit awkward. "Jimin..." She speaks softly, looking down at my floor, and I start to worry. "About last night, I-I don't think it should've happened." Her words are like a knife through my chest. "I'm sorry, but I really don't feel anything romantic towards you. You're my friend. My best friend. I still want to be your best friend." Another knife. I really don't feel anything romantic towards you. The words ring through my ears over and over. All I can do is smile and nod. "Alright then, best friend. No worries." I laugh, and she smiles. "This isn't gonna make things weird between us?" She asks nervously. "Nah, it's all good. I don't want things to be weird between us." I wave my hand, doing a damn good job at hiding my broken heart. "Oh that's great!" She jumps up, running over to hug me, as she's done many times.

Weeks later we were still hanging out after school, like nothing ever happened. I introduced her to some more of my friends, and we all went to hang out at a park, and from the moment she waved at everyone, Namjoon going the extra mile to get up and shake her hand, I knew I was screwed. The more we hung out the closer those two got, his love for literature and music, his morals and ideals and philosophies matching hers. The whole time, all I could do was stand by. Whenever I wanted to say something, do something to show she should be with me and not him, I couldn't. They're perfect for each other, and who am I to try and stop their happiness?

Somehow I managed to stay composed through the whole service, even smiling and patting Namjoon on the back after they kiss. I have to keep it together until I go home. Please, at least until I get home. Everyone goes straight from the service to the reception, the venue being nearby. The happy couple takes a car while the rest of the wedding party splits up between two vans, bridesmaids in one and groomsmen in the other. When we're finally in the confines of the van, a collective sigh spills from our mouths, and I lean forward, my head in my hands. "You did a great job, Jimin." Jin reaches up, patting my back. A round of agreeing hums sounds through the car, and I sniffle while nodding.

"I can't do this right now. I just need to suck it up." I nod, wiping away any tears that escaped. The van pulls up to the venue, and I hope my eyes aren't red. I don't want Y/N to see me sad. We all get out, Going inside and taking our seats at the large table. It takes about 20 minutes for everyone to gather, taking their assigned seats. I smiled as Namjoon sat down next to me, but on the inside, I was falling apart.

Speech time. One of the many moments I had been dreading since I became the best man. I stand, clearing my throat and tapping my glass, getting everyone's attention. As everyone quiets down, all eyes on me, I feel on the verge of breaking again. Its hard, but I keep my cool, smiling out at the crowd. Guess it's go time.

"Hello everyone. For those of you that don't know me, I'm Park Jimin. Now, I've been friends with Y/N and Namjoon for a really long time. I was actually the one that introduced Y/N to Namjoon. Um, I didn't actually write anything for this, I figured I'd just wing it. Let's hope it goes well." I smile, and everyone laughs. "I don't really have much to say, um, I could tell some funny stories about each of them, God knows I have so much dirt. But, I won't do that. As I look around the room, and saw the service, I can tell you personally that this is absolutely Y/N's dream wedding. Trust me, she told me for years every little detail of what she wanted. Everything looks perfect, and she truly deserves it. Namjoon and Y/N, I knew from the moment I introduced you that you guys were perfect for each other, and I'm really glad you guys are happy. You both are amazing people that deserve only the best. I know it's short, but like I said, probably should've prepared something. I don't think it really takes much to get my point across though. These two are amazing together, and I hope you guys have an amazing future together."

Everyone claps, Namjoon hugging me as Y/N smiles at me. I take my seat, and all the other speeches are done. Mine probably sucked the most, but at this point, I don't really care. I'm just glad it's over with. After the speeches everyone eats and mingles, the music starts to play, everyone hitting the dance floor. The main dances take place, then everyone starts to dance together. Even though dancing is my passion, I decide to stand to he side, watching Y/N as Namjoon spins her around, holding her close to him. She looks so happy, it puts a smile on my face. All I've ever wanted was for her to be happy, and she is.

After a bit, she notices me, waving me over. I put my hands up, shaking my head, but she comes closer, grabbing my hand and pulling me up. I groan in defeat as I start dancing, her sweet laugh ringing through my ears. She's having so much fun. A slower song comes on, and I get bold, holding my hand out to her. "Namjoon, you mind if I take this dance?" I ask my friend, and he smiles. "Nah man, go ahead. I'm gonna dance with my mom." He smiles, patting me on the back. Y/N takes my hand, and I pull her close, my hand resting on her back.

"So, are you having fun yet?" She asks. "Yeah, I am. It's a great wedding. You guys did an amazing job." I smile at her. She beams, and I'm so glad it's finally because of something I did. "You were there to help a lot. I'm so lucky to have a best friend like you." She chuckles. Best friend. That's right. Even now, as her hand is in mine, holding her close to me, I'm still the best friend. All I can do is nod and smile, focusing on keeping composed. Apparently, it doesn't work. "Jimin? You okay?" She asks softly, rubbing my bicep soothingly. "Of course. Why wouldn't I be?" I smile, hoping it helps. "Chim, I've known you since we were five, I think I can tell when something's bothering you." She scoffs. All I do is nod, not saying anything.

It's takes a few moments, until she speaks again. "Is it because of-" "Y/N." I cut her off before she can say more. "Are you happy? Really happy with Namjoon?" I ask. She nods, looking up at me. "Then that's all that matters. I'm happy you're happy." I smile, rubbing her back. She nods, understanding that I don't want to talk about it anymore. The song ends, and Namjoon comes over. "Jimin, mind if I steal my wife back?" He beams. "Of course. Go ahead. I think I might be heading out soon anyway." I say, patting him on the back. "Wait what?" Y/N asks. "Leaving already?" Namjoon says. I smile at both of them. "Yeah, I'm exhausted. I'll see you guys when you get back from the honeymoon?" I ask. "Yeah. Alright then. Rest up, bud." Namjoon nods, patting my arm. Y/N reaches over, giving me a hug. "Thank you Jimin. For everything." She whispers. I pull back and smile at them before waving. I say goodbye to the guys and then wait outside for my cab. I'll be home soon. Finally.

As soon as I'm safe in my home, I close the door with my back, sighing deeply. I slide down the door, and as my bottom hits the floor, I lose it. I hug my knees to my chest, sobbing loudly. I've kept it together for so long, and everything is gushing out now. I'm glad she's happy, but why couldn't it be with me? I'm a good guy. I could make her happy. I'd treat her like the queen that she is. I'd give here everything she's ever wanted and everything she deserves. My body shakes as I sob. I'll never have a chance. I just hope Namjoon treats her right. He's a good guy, so I hope he keeps her safe and happy. I'm glad she's happy.

[car-karaoke]

Cake

Prompt 38: "Just pretend to be my date" with Alexander Ludgwig

Requested by the lovely @normatural

Warnings: none, just fluff

You had only been working as a makeup artist on Vikings for a few months, but it has been the most incredible job you'd ever have. All of the cast were shockingly nice to you, especially considering you were still getting used to working on such a huge show. More times than not, you took twice as long as the other artists, making sure every painstaking detail was to your utter satisfaction. Your end products were incredible, but you found yourself always apologizing for taking so long. Only a few times did someone show any annoyance to it

One of the extras was in a mood that day. She was playing a shieldmaiden, and you were currently working on perfecting a bloody gash on her cheekbone. Your tongue stuck out ever so slightly in concentration when she cleared her throat rudely, causing you to fumble and drop your brush

"Shit" you muttered under your breath, grabbing the now dirty brush and putting it in your cleaning solution. You grabbed a fresh one and focused your attention back on her face, which now smudged unpleasantly to your critical eyes

"I'm just going to need to re-do this little part here, just hang in there I'm sorry" you stated quietly to the actress. She huffed dramatically and looked at her watch

"Do you really need to fix that? It's not like it really matters. You're not even one of the important makeup artists here. Besides, I'm supposed to look bloody and war-beaten, not like I'm going to prom" she finished with raised eyebrows

Her comment hit you in the gut. You tried your best to be confident in all parts if your life, especially your job, but given the fact that you were already worried about your work enough as it was, you couldn't help the pit you started to feel in your stomach. Before you could stammer out a reply, a voice rose out from the corner

"Hey! Are you kidding me?? There is NO reason to talk to someone like that! Especially not a damn behind the scenes staff member. They are the only reason we look as amazing as we do. Get the fuck out of here and do it yourself then" Alex yelled, already out of his chair and walking towards yours

You were shocked at his response. Although Alex was always a perfect gentleman to you, you never expected he would stick up for you like that. The woman got up from your chair and muttered an apology to you before leaving. Alex shook his head in frustration and leaned against the counter, arms crossed, looking down at you

"Sorry if you were going to say something, I just kinda snapped on her. That pisses me off when I see people getting treated like that" he admitted

"Of course I dont mind, thank you" you smiled up at him. He returned your smile and gave your shoulder a supportive pat before sitting back down in his own chair. Your friend was working on his makeup at the moment. You never understood how she could be so calm while being more inches away from such attractive people

"Y/N, do you mind taking over for me? I'm nearly done, but I just need to make an important phone call" she carefully said. She knew full well that you have always really liked Alex. If you were a betting woman, you'd say there was no actual phone call.

"Uhhh....yeah! That's okay, I can finish up for you" you shyly smiled. You rarely got the chance to work on the bigger actors/actresses. She sent you a knowing smile before heading out, leaving just the two of you in the trailer

You settled in, trying to concentrate on your job rather than the piercing blue of Alex's eyes. As you went to work, you casually asked him how he had been doing recently and what his plans were for the weekend. Most of the cast and crew had the next few days off

"Eh, not a whole lot is new with me. As far as plans go, I'm supposed to be heading to a friend's wedding. But it's a rather small wedding, and my buddy didn't tell me until just this morning that almost everyone is going with a date....and I don't have one" he laughed awkwardly

Before you could stop yourself you blurted out "You don't have a girlfriend?" Typically, you weren't that forward. Alex gave you an amused smile before your eyes bulged out and you tried to backpedal. "I'm sorry... I don't know why I just said that. That was really rude oh my god. I'm so sorry" you stuttered

Alex grabbed your hand reassuringly with a laugh. "You're fine Y/N! Don't worry. And to answer your question, no. I'm single as a pringle" he smiled. "What about you? Do you have a boyfriend?" He asked without hesitation

"No" you replied shyly, starting to blush a little. Then you put your foot in your mouth again. "I'll be your fake date to the wedding if you want! I'm a sucker for wedding cake" you blurted out. Embarrassment immediately followed you, causing you to facepalm yourself

To your surprise, Alex busted out laughing. "Fake date huh? I'm down for that if you're being serious" he stated. You looked up at him with shock

"Uhm...I mean yeah! Of course I'll go with you! I can just be your friend, dont worry. You dont have to pretend to be into me or anything" you said awkwardly. God you were bad at this

Alex just beamed at you, his eyes crinkling from his smile. "Alright, it's a date Y/N" he simply said, writing his number down on a piece of paper and giving it to you. You couldn't believe this was actually happening

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It was the day of the wedding. You were all ready to go, a simple but fancy enough dress on, hair done in loose curls framing your face, and semi-bold makeup on point. Alex was going to be picking you up in 5 minutes. You were pacing around your small apartment trying to gather some extra confidence. You knew you looked good, but this is Alex we're talking about. He basically looks like a god at all time

A knock on your door broke you out of your daze and you jumped involuntarily. Taking a deep breath, you opened the door to reveal Alex in all his glory. He looked incredible. You couldn't help but stare at him. 'Think Y/N, tell him he looks great' you thought to yourself. Before you could muster up the courage to say anything, Alex interrupted you

"Wow Y/N...you look gorgeous!" He exclaimed enthusiastically, eyes shamelessly looking you up and down. You blushed and shyly thanked him. He handed you a small bouquet of flowers, all of which happened to be your favorite. You gawked at the array of colors as Alex chuckled

"I asked Laura what your favorites were" he quietly admitted. Laura was your friend and coworker. You were overcome with emotion and looked up at him happily

"Alex, you know you didn't have to do this. Especially since I'm not like... you know... your actual date or anything" you stammered. You played with your fingers nervously

"Well as far as I'm concerned, you are my date. You look gorgeous and you're my friend. So what if we're not actually dating" he said simply before taking your hand and leading you to his car. He opened the door for you and you just shook your head and laughed

The wedding venue was gorgeous. It was an outdoor ceremony and reception. Even though it was summer, the night got chillier as it went on. During the ceremony, Alex wrapped his arm around your shoulder casually. Your legs were touching, and you tried with everything you could to keep yourself together. Alex sighed as the ceremony concluded and the happy wedded couple kissed

"I love weddings" he sighed with a smile. You glanced over at him, forgetting how close his face was to yours

"Yeah? Me too" you said quietly. "Something about two people in love committing themselves to each other. It's beautiful"

Alex just hummed in response, dreamily looking at you. "Beautiful. I agree" he whispered. You felt like you were about to melt right there

"You're charming Ludwig, you know that?" You responded softly. He just smirked

"And you're gorgeous" he stated. You blushed like mad and thanked him. "You know, you're treating me like we're actually on a date. Not saying that's a bad thing, but still. I thought you just thought of me as a friend" you joked, trying to cut the sexual tension you were feeling. His eyes narrowed at you

"That's because I do wish this was an actual date. I was going to ask you seriously before you suggested going as a 'fake date'..." he admitted sheepishly. You couldn't believe your ears. Instinctively, you took your hand and grabbed his

"Alex....you have no idea how bad I wanted this to be an actual date too" you started laughing lightly. "I just didn't think you were into me like that. I thought you had a girlfriend to be honest" you stated

He smiled and got up, pulling you along with him. "Well....hopefully I will have a girlfriend soon. Because I'm looking at this wonderful, talented, stunning woman right now and I want to get to know everything about her" he said confidently

You couldn't help the blush that overtook your cheeks, shaking your head in disbelief. "Oh is that so? She must be a very lucky woman. I'm kinda jealous of her" you amusingly smiled. It was his turn to shake his head in laughter

He wrapped his hand around your waist and led you over to the dining hall. He dramatically twirled you as you walked, before kissing your hand like a disney prince would

"Come on love, let's go get you some cake"

Hope you liked it hunny!!

@normatural @thevikingsheaux @lisinfleur @dangerousvikings @tephi101