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remedialpotions · 4 years ago

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Off The Train

Thanks to @mertronus for tagging me in the HPRomione Discord Popcorn game thingy! The prompt she gave me was: "I can finally see you."

I'm tagging @acnelli with the prompt: "You can't just keep pretending things are fine!"

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”I can’t wait until you get off that train,” says Ron, his voice low and lazy with fatigue, “and I can finally see you.”

Hermione shifts in her bed so she’s lying on her side, mirror held out before her. This way, she can pretend - if she squints a bit, and ignores the crimson hangings of her four-poster bed - that he’s lying next to her, and not hundreds of miles away in London.

“What do you mean, ‘finally’?” Hermione, too, keeps her voice quiet. It won’t do, in her final days as Head Girl, to be waking her dormmates. “You’re looking at me right now.”

“Yeah, but it’s not the same. I can see you, but I can’t touch you, or...” The corner of Ron’s mouth twitches up into a crooked smile. “Or do anything else for that matter.”

“Right. Well,” she says, trying to infuse positivity into her voice, despite the weeks since the Easter holidays dragging into what felt like months and years, despite missing him so much that it’s like a heavy fog surrounding her. “It’s only a couple more days, right?”

“Can’t it be now?” Ron looks like he’s reclined in bed too now, his fiery hair stark against the deep navy of his sheets. “Just get to Hogsmeade, then you can Apparate-“

“You know full well that I cannot,” she replies briskly, even though it’s tempting, really tempting. “It’s-“

“-behavior unbecoming of a Head Girl,” Ron finishes her sentence. “I know. I just miss you, that’s all.”

“I miss you too.”

“I love you,” he adds after a moment’s silence, before his eyes widen with inspiration. “Oh, I’ve got it. What if I Apparate to Hogsmeade, and then walk to the castle - I bet Hagrid would let me through the gates-“

“It’s only two days, Ron.”

He sighs. “Fine.”

“And I love you too.”

He grinned. “Yeah, I know.”

•••

Pigwidgeon is the last owl to fly into the Great Hall, his little wings beating wildly to keep him aloft. With a scrap of parchment clutched in his tiny talons, he struggles over to the Gryffindor table before somersaulting down into Hermione’s lap.

Hermione’s heart sinks, and not just at the sight of the exhausted little bird currently burrowing into the crook of her elbow. Their two-way mirrors mean they don’t usually have to resort to writing letters. Not unless...

Hermione, the parchment reads when she unfolds it. Got called on an emergency mission. I’m not allowed to tell you where or why or even how long but I’m hoping it won’t take too long. I’m still going to be there at King’s Cross, because I’m dying to see you and I can’t wait until all this is over and we can just be together. Anyway, I love you and try not to worry too much. I promise to do my best not to die.

Ron

“Oh, good,” comes Ginny’s voice from beside her, and Hermione turns to see her peering intently at the parchment. “He’s promised not to die, that’s a relief-“

“He’ll be there,” interrupts Hermione, tucking the note in the pocket of her robes before Ginny can further infringe upon her privacy. “If he thinks it’ll only take a day, then I believe him.”

Ginny blinks. “I never said he wouldn’t be.” Plucking Pigwidgeon from Hermione’s lap, she offers him water from her goblet. “I’m sure he knows what he’s talking about.”

“It’s probably just a quick day trip,” Hermione rationalizes, eyes focused hard on Pigwidgeon as he drinks so she doesn’t have to see the sympathy she knows is etched on Ginny’s face, “and he just wanted me to know in case - well-”

“In case he dies?”

Ginny’s attempt at a joke falls flat.

“Well, just in case, you know, something were to - to happen,” Hermione stammers, “and anyway, it’s just good for me to know - I like to know what he’s up to - not in a controlling way or anything, just-”

“Of course,” Ginny interjects bracingly. “I’m sure he just wanted you to know, that’s all. I’m sure he’ll be there.”

Hermione picks up her mug of tea and holds it close to her face so the steam washes over her. She knows what they’re both thinking but are unwilling to say: that in the year Ron and Harry have been Aurors, neither has had a mission run shorter than a week.

•••

And so Hermione sits with Ginny and Luna on the train, watching the Scottish Highlands slowly transform into the low, tidy hills of the English countryside outside her window and hoping against hope that Ron will be there on Platform 9 and ¾. But she hasn’t heard from him since that first letter, and his mirror has gone dark. This doesn’t worry her - not for his safety, anyway - but it does make it difficult to share in Ginny’s gleeful anticipation as the train pulls into King’s Cross.

She busies herself with tending to Crookshanks, who is furious about his prolonged confinement in his basket, as Harry and Ginny embrace on the platform. It’s not that she’s upset, not really. Ron is doing what he needs to do, and she would never want him shirking his responsibilities just so he can kiss her on a train platform for the first time since April. She just wishes things could be different.

After Harry and Ginny depart for Grimmauld Place, she flags down a taxi and rides alone to her parents’ home. The family car is parked in front, which is unusual for a weekday, but when she goes inside, she finds her parents have been eagerly awaiting her arrival and can hardly let her set down her trunk before whisking her away to an upscale restaurant in South Kensington.

“So, tell us about school,” says Mum with an eager smile once they’re seated at their candlelit table. “How were your exams? I want to hear everything.”

“I will later,” Hermione replies, raising her brows and tipping her head pointedly in the direction of the waiter currently pouring red wine into their glasses.

“Oh, right, right, of course. Well, anyway, dear,” she begins as the waiter sets down menus and strides away, “your father and I have a little surprise for you.”

It’s foolish, she knows, but her mind leaps instantly to Ron. Maybe all of this business with his mission has been a ruse, and he’s here in London after all, and she’ll be able to come up with an excuse to spend the night at Grimmauld Place…

Until she notices that her parents are still talking, and there’s no tall, lanky, red-haired wizard to be seen in this high-end French restaurant, but there are three Eurostar boarding passes laid out across the tablecloth.

“Sorry,” says Hermione, shaking her head to clear away the daydream, “what’s going on?”

“We’re going to Paris!” announces Mum with delight. “We thought it would be so lovely to spend time together since you’ve been away for so long, and you’re about to start your new job - and I know you’ve always wanted to go there. We’ve got ten whole days, and everything’s booked, so all you’ve got to do is pack.”

“That - that’s - that’s brilliant,” Hermione musters, forcing her lips into some semblance of a smile. Her parents beam so brightly back that it’s almost difficult to look at them. “Erm, so when are we leaving?”

She crosses her fingers under the table, praying they’ll say August, or her birthday in September, or Christmas, anything but-

“This weekend!”

Of course.

•••

Paris is beautiful. It exceeds every single one of Hermione’s expectations. She and her parents consume copious amounts of bread, cheese and wine, they visit museums and cafes and old bookstores, they ascend to the top of the Eiffel Tower and take in the view. She thinks of Ron constantly as she walks the cobbled streets, as she crosses the Pont des Artes and sees the countless locks affixed to its railing. Before she left, she sent Harry an owl to tell him that she was leaving, so Ron would know where she was if he returned home before she did. As they can’t communicate when she’s staying in a Muggle hotel, she truly has no idea where he is, but she tells herself that he’s still on his mission. It feels better that way, imagining that even if she stayed in London, there would still be obstacles keeping them apart.

On their last day, she nearly empties out a patisserie buying eclairs and macarons for Ron, and then they board the Eurostar back to England. Nervous anticipation grips her stomach as the train barrels through the tunnel (idly, she wonders if Ron’s dad is aware of this train that travels underwater, and makes a mental note to tell him), because she has no idea what awaits her back in London. What if Ron’s still away? Or worse - what if something’s happened to him, and she’s been off enjoying a holiday while he’s been suffering?

The train can’t move quickly enough. Hermione can focus on nothing - not the paperback romance novel her mother has loaned her to read, not the Muggle newspaper that her father is engrossed in, not even the argument of the couple seated across the aisle from them. It’s only a two-hour trip, so why does it feel like it’s taking days?

She checks her mirror, but it’s still dark.

“You go ahead, sweetheart,” says Dad when the train finally rolls to a stop in St. Pancras station. “We’ll get the cases.”

Hermione looks up at the luggage rack over their heads, then at her parents. “Are you sure? I’ll bring mine-”

“We can manage. Go on ahead, get some fresh air.”

She doesn’t bother reminding them that train station air is hardly fresh, and instead heads down the aisle with just her purse and the box of pastries in tow. Truly, she’s not sure why her parents have sent her off the train without them; with the station as busy as it is, they’ll surely lose track of each other.

But then she sees him. Standing a head above the crowd, hands shoved into the pockets of his jeans, his bright blue eyes scan the throngs of travelers. At first, she doesn’t believe her eyes. Surely, she’s just become so desperate to see him that she’s actually begun hallucinating.

But as she draws closer, he doesn’t ripple into nothingness, he doesn’t fade away. He’s really, truly there, his red hair curling behind his ears, one knee jiggling with pent-up energy the way it always does when he’s particularly impatient. As he turns his head, still surveying the crowd, their eyes lock and the rest of the station recedes into the background. Finally, they’re within sight of each other after months of hushed mirror conversations and stolen moments borrowing Professor McGonagall’s Floo. Hermione picks up speed, nearly skipping across the concrete in her haste, and flings herself into his waiting arms.

She fits against him perfectly. The fabric of his faded t-shirt is soft against her cheek as she breathes him in, and for the first time in recent memory, words fail her completely.

The box of pastries thuds to the ground.

“Hi,” he mutters, lips brushing her skin and sending chills up her spine.

“How - how did you-”

“Harry told me where you’d gone.” He presses a kiss to her cheek, and then, at long last, their lips connect. “It’s not that hard to look up train schedules.”

As reluctant as she is to pull away from him, she leans back just enough to look up at him. Behind the freckles scattered across his face, his cheeks have gone pink. “You’re amazing,” she tells him, rising on tiptoe for another kiss, unconcerned with the passersby and the blast of nearby train whistles.

Ron lifts one shoulder in a casual shrug when they break apart. “Had to meet you on a train platform somehow.”

#hpromione discord #romione #ron weasley #hermione granger #romione fanfic #ahhh I missed writing about these two dorks #also message me if you want to join the discord!

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lookingto-aworldbeyond · 3 years ago

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The Little Things

13th Doctor x gender neutral reader

Summary: You have the biggest crush on the Doctor, but you really don’t want to ruin your friendship with her. One touch may be enough to let feelings run wild.

Cw: none

My ramble about this story: Fluff fluff fluffy fluff! Ahhh I love this one! I wanted to repost some of my AO3 posts on here for y’all to enjoy. I’m excited to start writing some new stories with all the knowledge of the latest seasons. Xoxo

Find me on AO3 @ 13th_Doctor_Things

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The light hum of machinery mixed with the soft clink of metal is the only ambient noise you hear when you wake up.

You’re faintly aware of a light on outside of your closed door. You sit up in your bed and look at the clock. The Doctor had made sure that time on the TARDIS matched the time back in Sheffield so you didn’t get TARDIS-lag (as she called it).

It’s 2 in the morning… who is up at this time?!

You pull a sweatshirt over your loose black shirt. You consider putting jeans on to replace your pajama pants, but you decide against it.

When you open your bedroom door, you can begin to hear the soft clinking of metal coming from the console room.

I swear, if Graham and Yaz are making coffee at night again…

You turn to enter the console room, and you meet eye to eye with the Doctor. She’s a bit startled!

“Y/N! I didn’t expect to see you here!” she says

“Why are you up, Doc? It’s 2 in the morning!” you reply

She wipes her forehead with her hand, leaving a black oil mark above her right eyebrow.

You giggle.

“What?” she asks

You point to the mark.

“You’ve- You’ve got a little something on her face!”

Her face scrunches into her signature crinkle.

Wow. She’s an adorable dork.

“Ooh. Whoops!” she laughs

She gets a clean cloth and wipes her face, but she missed a bit and makes it worse than before.

“Doc, here,” you reach your hand out for the cloth, “you missed a bit. I’ll get it.”

You take the cloth from her and reach your hand out to gently wipe the remaining oil from her brow. She inhales sharply and closes her eyes when your cold hand accidentally brushes against her skin. You pull back quickly.

“Are you ok?” you ask

She slowly opens her eyes and looks at you, a bit of oil still on her face.

“Yes, I just wasn’t expecting that.” she replies

“Oh! Sorry! My hands are a little cold! I can warm them up!”

A small sparkle glints in her eyes.

“No- I mean, your hands were cold, but I…” she pauses, “I just haven’t been touched so gently or lovingly by anyone in a long time.”

She lets out an embarrassed giggle.

“Sorry, Y/N. That was stupid…” she begins

You put the rag on the console and gently rest your hand on her exposed forearm.

She looks down.

“It’s ok, Doc, I understand. Neither have I.”

She blushes gently.

“Are you trying to tell me something?” You continue

You chuckle.

“I could ask you the same question.” She replies

You lightly tighten your grip on her arm.

“You first.” you say

She gestures to the stairs leading to the room under the main console.

“If we’re gonna talk, why not have a cup of tea too.” She suggests

You both head down there, and a few minutes later, you both are sitting on a small sofa with two cups of tea and two custard creams in front of you.

The Doctor takes a slow sip of her tea and looks at you.

“So, where were we. Oh. Yeah.” she begins, “I’m sorry about before. I’ve been so lonely for so long, I’ve forgotten what a caring touch feels like. I’m so used to being shot at, thrown around, grabbed…”

You set your tea down and turn to face the upset Time Lord.

“Hey,” you say in a comforting tone, “Doc, it’s ok. I’d never hurt you.”

She sniffles and laughs.

“You stepped on my toe a few days ago!” she exclaims

You laugh too.

“That was an accident! And I apologized! Profusely!” you laugh back

You don’t even notice that your hand is on her leg until you see her eyes move downward.

“Oh! I’m so sorry,” you move your hand away, “My bad.”

“Y/N?”

“Yes?”

She looks back at you.

“Can you- uh- do that again?” she asks

You are confused for a second, but then realize what she’s asking.

“Uh, ok.” you say

You gently place your hand back on her leg. You feel her shiver lightly.

“Doc. I just want you to know that you’re safe with me. Now and forever.” You tell her

She reaches out and places her hand on your arm and gently wraps her fingers in your sweatshirt sleeve.

“Y/N.” she whispers

You’ve never heard her so relaxed and chill. She’s a bundle of energy, but under that is a calm and lonely woman.

“Yes?” You whisper back

She slowly moves her hand up your arm and onto your neck. You instinctively move your hand from her leg to her waist, then to her upper arm.

“You’re stunning. Have I ever told you that?” the Doctor says quietly

Your breath hitches as she brushes a strand of your hair behind your ear.

“No- you haven’t.” you say, slightly breathless.

She’s so close to you. You can smell the subtle hint of rose in her perfume.

I want to kiss her.

You tell your brain to shut up. That’s never going to happen.

Yes, you have a huge crush on the Time Lord sitting in front of you, but she’s lonely. She doesn’t feel the same way.

You look at her and can’t help but smile a little.

She’s so calm and quiet. Her eyes closed lightly, her lips upturned into a small smile, her hand in your hair.

She opens her green eyes.

“Y/N” she inquires

“Yeah, Doc?”

“What are you thinking?” she asks

Do you tell her exactly what you’re thinking? Or do you lie? You are absolutely dying to kiss her.

“I- I’m…”

“Can I kiss you?” she asks after a moment of silence

You are thrown a bit.

“Ye-Yes.” you reply

Oh my god. She wants to kiss you…

Your thoughts are going crazy, but you’re brought out of your haze when the Doctor places her hand on your cheek and pulls you in gently.

Your lips meet hers as you wrap your hands around her waist, pulling her closer. She pulls away for a second, and then pulls you in again.

Your heart rate increases as you put your hand on her neck, feeling her pulses jump.

You break the kiss after a minute, and rest your forehead on hers.

“Y/N,” she begins, “I really like you.”

“I really like you too Doctor.” you reply

She yawns.

“I’m exhausted.” she says

You move away from her and begin to stand up.

“Wait,” she calls, “Will you stay with me?”

You turn to face her and smile.

“Of course I can.” you reply to her

You lie on the couch and the Doctor lays her head on your chest.

You both fall asleep to the soft beat of each other’s hearts.

#13th doctor #doctor who #doctor who fanfic #thirteenth doctor #jodie whittaker #doctor who flux #fanfic #13th doctor x reader #lgbt fanfic

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ragnarlothcat · 3 years ago

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I completely missed that you had shared the most memorable fanfic thing!! I have so many, but:

“Thanks, I grew them myself” in Á la carte when they’re talking about Anakin’s eyelashes. I think about that every two days and it never fails to make me laugh.

All the things Anakin did to get Obi-Wan’s attention in the demon au that didn’t work 😂. And the pompom knit cap!

Anakin thinking about how hot he looks in his archaeologist pants.

The ✨tension✨ in the noir au when they meet for the first time 🔥🔥.

All the Xmas fanfic, I may be biased of course, but “You HARLOT!” and the cookies for the handsome cat thief. Also, them on the floor with R2 kitty?? So cute.

And every single time you write spicy stuff 😌💖 I basically love everything, if I had a highlighter your work would be as bright as a sun.

My beloved 💙🥰🥺 This is so sweet and so wonderful to read!!! I'm so incredibly touched that you remembered all these things!

à la carte Anakin is such a dork and he’s very fortunate that his extremely competent Obi-Wan is into him anyway. And that his Obi-Wan is willing to embarrass himself publicly as frequently as Anakin needs.

I do love demon Anakin making blood pour from the walls like "now Obi-Wan will have to love me, I'm so good at this ☺️" He's doing his best!

Archaeologist Anakin is right though, has he seen your art of him??? The way you draw him is just perfect! He's so handsome and yet also on the precipice of terrible decision making, just the way we like him.

And the Christmas fic!!!! It was, of course, for you, so I am so happy you enjoyed it! Because we are of the same mind: that sometimes you need to read things where absolutely nothing goes wrong and everything is lovely and soft forever!

Ahhh thank you, this was so nice of you 💙

#ask games #obikin #bi-wan #this really cheered me up after a frustrating day!!!#you're so lovely 🥺

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anothertimdrakestan · 4 years ago

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Could you write a hc about watching a scary movie with the batboys(including terry and duke!)?

Watching Scary Movies W/ The Batboys HC

ahhh this is so cute! i'm such a scaredy cat too lmao so i made this extra soft and fluffy 🥰 thank you!

Damian Wayne:

- he'd be completely unaware anything was wrong until he turned to complain to you about the cringeworthy acting and saw you flinching into the sofa

- to try to comfort you in his own damian way he'd point out all the flaws in the movie with you, eventually you were both too busy complaining about the poor camera angles and idiocy of the murderer to be scared

- for one certain jump scare damian flinched, immidiently reaching for your hand, and you continued to clench his for the rest of the film

- as you both whispered about the murderer being a complete dumbass for not grabbing the biggest knife he was softly rubbing circles on the back of your hand because as much as he could distract you, he never wanted you to feel scared, ever.

- you never enjoyed scary movies until damian made them fun, and damian never enjoyed fun until he was having it with you

Duke Thomas:

- i strongly believe duke doesn't like them either and you can fight me on this

- you'd watch them together in broad daylight to get over your shared fear, taking turns hyping each other up while the other was buried in someone's lap

- "WHO ARE WE?" "BADASSES" "WHAT ARE WE SCARED OF?" "NOTHING" "NOTHINGGGG LETS GOOO"

five minutes later (sponge bob voice)

- "wait babe hold me i'm scared" (you can decide who said this ;)

- steph coming up behind you both and giving you the jumpscare of your lives just when duke was finally getting confident

- "AHHH- III EEEEYEEE WILL ALWAYS LOVE YOUUUU OH I WILL ALWAYS LOVEEE YOUUU Y/NNNN" "d you jumped off the couch" "i wanted to serenade y/n shut up"

- definitely giving up half way in and making empty promises to come back next time, the fam always teases duke for being a badass in every other way but crying at a single horror movie but youre quick to defend your favorite batboy to anyone who challenges him

Tim Drake:

- tim thinks horror movies are stupid, hes seen more horror than anyone needs but he's never one to miss family movie night when you're over

- surrounded by dick, who is always excited, bruce, who is probably half asleep, and damian, who is practically chained to the couch- family movie night is truly something else but tim loves it when he's with you

- whenever it's dick's turn to choose a movie (or jason's if he ever shows up) he's picking horror and tim secretly likes it because it's an excuse to cuddle you and make damian sick to his stomach

- usually you'll end up clutching on to his hoodie while he sweetly combs his fingers through your hair and whispers whatever's happening in the movie to you

- "okay babe now stupid blonde girl is going upsta- uh!" "oh my god tim what happened" "er- shh it's okay! it's okay! just a little scare, now she's uh- dead but it's fine! now the big y'all jock guy is next youve gotta watch it'll be funny!"

- damian might actively gag when tim peppers your face in kisses while you giggle through the movie but it makes movie night all the more memorable, plus tim loves seeing you surrounded by his family, nothing makes him happier than being close to those he loves

Jason Todd:

- jason adores watching horror movies with you, the gore never bothered him but he likes to have you sit in his lap wrapped in his arms and a blanket while he cooes in your ear during the movie

- "angel cmon it's not even scary! it's sooo predictable!" "babe you have to look at least a little bit! i'm right here y/n!"

- he sometimes tries to distract you by trailing kisses from your cheek to the edge of your shoulder while you squirm, eventually lolling your head to the side, eyes fluttering closed why he focuses on that perfect spot on your neck

- it's quite frequent that horror movies transition to the both of you having a little more fun and it's rare that you genuinely finish the movie, either falling asleep in jason's lap or being carried to your bedroom in fits of laughter, jason makes your life fun and passionate and movie nights are never any different with the love of your life

Terry McGinnis:

- horror movies with terry usually happen after you lose a bet, terry loves an excuse to cuddle you and enjoys a good scare

- he likes to pretend to be big and tough but at jump scares he'll jolt, reaching quickly to wrap his arms around you. it makes your heart melt because it means when he's scared the first thing he reaches for is you

- you'll catch him nervously biting his lip during stressful scenes and the teasing is on

- "T you scared?" "babe no, no i'm not, but look at your! you're clutching on to me like a freaking koala" "you like it scaredy cat" "maybe but at least i'm not a scaredy koala" "you're favorite koala" "of course you are lovebug"

- when the credits roll terry will latch around you and bring you in for cuddles while he lazily runs his hands up and down your back, talking about the movie and how he totally didn't get scared at all, all sarcasm of course

- "id protect you from a murderer" "ha bitch id be the murderer youd be my sidekick" "i'd make a pretty sexy sidekick" "sHuT uP and kiss me you dork"

Dick Grayson:

- dick has probably seen most horror movies, i feel like he thought they were cool when he was robin so now he just wants to show you all his favorites

- telling you to close your eyes during a scary part or explaining what will happen so you're prepared

- he would actually get you kind of into horror movies, teaching you all the lore of horror shows and the two of you end up making it a weekly thing to sit down and hold each other through a scary show or movie

- each of his family members will occasionally join you, but dick gets jealous when you explain that damian cuddles hit different during scary movies or that cass braiding your hair is peak comfort, this always leads to him scooping you up no matter where you are and smothering you on the couch while you jokingly try to push the big oaf off of you

- the best days are when you and dick eventually get surrounded by the whole family, all piled into your laps like a bat-dog-pile. resting your head on dicks shoulder while you give tim back scratches and dick holds a sleepy damian close to his side, surrounded by your favorite people, closest to your favorite boy, absolutely smothered in love :)

hey i hope you enjoyed! who wants to watch a scary movie with me??? hehehe tbh i'd be crying but it's okay 😂😂😂

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morimallow · 4 years ago

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I think I just thought of the cutest request, Kurōo x Male reader songfic ( I can’t help falling in love with you)

where y/n isn’t the best at emotions or love and they attempt to push back their feelings. But the more they see Kurōo the more they fall in love, they just can’t help it.

They’ve been childhood friends and Kurōo has helped y/n through all of his problems, even witnessed him at his worse times.

A 1 year later they’re going to graduate and y/n is aware that they’re still in love with Kurōo, but is still not able to manage their emotions.

The day before graduation Kurōo invites y/n to go stargaze at midnight, but when the song is about to end at “I can’t help falling in love with you” Kurōo kisses y/n because he has been in love with y/n the entire time 😩

Sorry I’m gonna stop with the male readers 😅

A/N: This is absolutely cute and wonderful! I hope my writing did justice to this. This was my first time doing a song fic so I stared at the document longer than usual. 😅 I'm sorry if it was just implied stargazing. 😭

And don't stop sending them (unless if you really want to). I really enjoy writing for male readers! Feel free to come by my ask and tell me all about them. This has been fun!

Ah, one last thing. Were you the one who sent the Kuroo x male artist reader? I had fun with that too. >_<

Ahhh, this is a long author's note so I'll just go now.

Some Things Are Meant To Be

(Kuroo x Male!Reader song fic)

Wise men say only fools rush in

After an incident with your ex-boyfriend, you swore to never act according to your feelings. You experienced it once and it broke your heart to pieces. He was the typical Mr. Popular Guy you had a crush on who wanted to be with you but broke up because other people find the relationship disgusting. You don't know it would've hurt less if you just caught him with some other guy or if he just said he doesn't love you anymore. Either way, it would've hurt just as much.

Kuroo was there for you — everytime, actually. He wouldn't leave even if you said so because he knows you need someone — someone to hold on to, someone who won't judge you for what you've done because he always understands.

You can't repeat the same mistake again so you opted to think with your brain. Balance the possible outcomes and seek for other answers. It always ended up with one answer: to suppress your developing feelings for your childhood friend Kuroo.

But I can't help falling in love with you

You'd think that's what is best for the both of you. How would you suppress your feelings without ignoring him? It's so hard, you fall in love even harder every time you look at him. You're that blushing teenager just because Kuroo waited for you outside your classroom, because you're the one he doesn't want to go home alone, you're the one Kuroo loves the most but you don't know that.

The feeling inside your heart grows and it scares you so much.

Shall I stay?

Your relationship with Kuroo didn't falter but Kuroo didn't miss a single thing with how you acted from how hesitation passed through your expression when he asked if you wanted to go out with you on Saturday for this newly released movie in the cinema to how you would flinch when he called you so many times because you were thinking whether or not you should stay away from him.

Would it be a sin if I can't help falling in love with you?

Is it wrong to fall in love? You feel like it's wrong to feel this way. What have you done in your past lives to deserve this? For the love of all things holy, you just want to be genuinely happy. What if you find happiness in your childhood friend? What's so wrong with that? Everything, you thought. Every single memory you had together would be like poison to his whole being. He's a dork, a cheesy dork. You listed every single flaw he had but you just ended up loving every single one of them. It hurts. You didn't want to love again.

Like a river flows surely to the sea

Like they said, everything happens for a reason and every action has a purpose. You decided to leave things be — just forget about the butterflies in your stomach just for today. You went out with Kuroo to see the movie. It's a friendly date, you thought. You've done this a thousand times, you can do it again even if you acknowledged your feelings. Just for today… let it go.

Darling, so it goes, some things are meant to be

Kuroo thinks he's doing a good job but he doesn't know you're hurting too. He sighed. If it's meant to be, it'll be.

Oh, cursed fate, please give me a sign we're meant to be.

Take my hand, take my whole life too

Kuroo's hands were never cold. It felt right. Perfect, even. You didn't want to let go nor would you mind spending the rest of your life with him.

For I can't help falling in love with you

You just had to hope he feels the same way you do. Love really is a complicated thing. There's always at least one thing you should sacrifice but the outcome is never clear and definite.

Like a river flows surely to the sea

It was the night before graduation and Kuroo had prepared everything by the evening. He rented a small hut by the sea and made it cozy with thick blankets and some throw pillows. It was perfect — the water reflected the moon and the sky was clear of clouds so the stars are out and adorning the night sky. It's amazing how the both of you are compatible, you'd talk nonstop about useless things like what would the two of you do if a UFO suddenly lands on the beach or how you'd visit each other's colleges because your courses are different. Those talks seemed pointless but to the both of you, it was just another reason why you love each other. The moon does do weird things to people.

Darling, so it goes, some things are meant to be

The water was freezing cold but Kuroo held you all the time so you didn't mind. You never did mind. It's always okay when it comes to Kuroo because he made you safe somehow. You just know he won't leave you no matter the situation. Were you meant to stay as friends or to become more than friends? You hoped for the latter and then you realized your feelings for him never changed.

Take my hand, take my whole life too

You rose to the surface and looking at Kuroo made your heart stop beating. He looked beautiful, his bones were more defined because of the moonlight illuminating his sharp structures, eyes twinkling like the stars you were seeing a while ago. The night was perfect.

For I can't help falling in love with you

You noticed how Kuroo's face softened when he averted his eyes from the bright moon to your flustered face. At that time, he knew you'd return his feelings.

He slowly cupped your left cheek as rubbed it with his thumb. He eyed your lips and licked his own before making eye contact with you. Your breath hitched.

Kuroo tilted his head, “May I?” he asked.

“Yeah,” you said in a breathless voice.

For I can't help falling in love with you

It felt nothing like fireworks or heart flutters. All you felt were safety, love, sincerity and you can't help but cry into the kiss as you pulled him closer to you. This is what loving freely felt like. It was something meant to happen and it was the time you fully accepted your feelings for Kuroo.

“I've always been utterly and hopelessly in love with you, Y/N.”

M. List

#haikyuu x reader #haikyuu x male reader #male reader insert #kuroo x reader #kuroo x male reader #kuroo x y/n #kuroo x you #kuroo scenarios #kuroo tetsuro x reader #kuroo tetsuro x you

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akirasbangs · 3 years ago

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Let's talk about crush

My crush in chronological order :3

Ichijouji Ken, Digimon 02

He is one of the DigiDestined and he looks rather cute just like that, maybe a bit shy and quiet too. However *spoiler alerts* this poor child was manipulated to be the Digimon Emperor due to his childhood sufferings (how sad!) But he got helped by his friends and we get too see the fragile sides of him. And I had a thing for a fragile boy.

He is my first childhood anime crush :3 I realized that after an episode where he was kidnapped or something. He was just a nice boy with something broken inside and needed help. Awwwww.

Well, I watched it like two decades ago so I don't really remember the story, but I guess I remember how I felt 😌

Anddd isn't that a blue/purple argyle jumper he's wearing? 👀

Nigihayami Kohakunushi, Spirited Away

He's a dragon and a river spirit in a form of a 12-year-old boy though we don't really know how old he actually is (I want to assume that he's about Chihiro's age). And he can make delicious onigiri, and do some magical spells.

While he acts coldly with his sharp gaze and gestures, but with Chihiro, he's so caring and protective. His gaze for her is tender and soft and kind. Awwwww. How sweet :3

With those characteristics, he's my second crush. I get emotional every single time I rewatch this movie. The ending though. *soundtrack begins*

Touya Akira, Hikaru no Go

Akira is such a precious babe (awwww). He's a Go prodigy and a little dork. He's such a well-mannered and proper boy from the Touya family.

His sharp glares that can also be soft, his style and outfits and the way he holds his cup of tea that's such an etiquette.

I also love his intensity and obsession towards Hikaru, a lot of strong emotions going on and it's just.... yes :3

It was a pleasure seeing him growing up in this coming-of-age manga/anime. I'm sooooo obsessed with Touya Akira. I can say he's my most favourite character of all time.

Yzak Joule, Gundam Seed/Gundam Seed Destiny

I first watched this anime because of Athrun, but I stead I spot this hotheaded young man and I like him instantly :3

He may act like an angry bad boy who burst to anger every now and then (I think someone should understand him and hug him already!), but he's loyal and fair and one of the best in combat. His personality is just something I always find interesting.

Ahhh I'll watch this anime again at some point. I miss this.

Wait. Isn't that a pink shirt he's wearing?

Writing this post brings back so much memory ;_;

To summarize, bob haircut on boys is my fixation.

#ken ichijouji #nigihayami kohakunushi #touya akira #yzak joule #yzak jule

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flor3nces · 5 years ago

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help me | spencer reid x fem!reader

AHHH OMG i am so in love with this. my heart yall. my heart :(. ugh im so so proud on how this turned out. this is sort of based off season 15 episode 9 “face off.” n e wayssss, i hope you enjoy this because i sure enjoy writing this <3

going alone was a mistake. i knew that the moment i spotted both of our unsubs together. two against one. it wasn’t going to end well. i should’ve called for backup when i had the chance but i didn’t.

“fbi! put your hands where i can see them!” i yelled. they turned around and my heart stopped for a moment. “drop the gun.” marcus was ruthless, he’d shoot a federal agent if he had too, or if he even wanted to.

marcus dropped the gun. “kick it over here. anthony drop the backpack.” he dropped the backpack just as his father kicked over the gun. i needed to pick up the gun and put into my holster before marcus even tried to make a move to get it back.

having to pick up the gun meant i had to let my guard down. i thought over it for a moments but kept a straight face and gun pointed at them. i started to lower my body to the ground but kept looking up every few moments.

it wasn’t until i got to the gun, that i completely let my guard down. i turned my head towards the gun, and that’s when i heard the gun shot. i didn’t have enough time to react as it hit just under my arm.

the gunshot sent me into the air. i landed roughly onto the concrete. marcus and anthony got into the car just a few moments after and sped off. i turned my head as the car rushed past me. my vision started to get filled with black spots but i didn’t let myself close my eyes.

i coughed and a bunch of blood came out. more and more blood gushed out. i was certain that at this point i was laying right in a pile of my own blood. tears welled up in my eyes as i started to cough again. blood covered my entire mouth and spilled over the side of my face.

spencer’s voice rang in my ears but i couldn’t move my arm to even try and let him know that i was shot. “y/n? where are you?” only a few moments passed before his voice came back. “y/n, do you copy?”

i couldn’t do anything. i just laid there, bleeding out in a garage of some building. i’d probably die in here if no one came in here.

footsteps. they were coming closer and closer. i didn’t even try and move my head. “y/n!” spencer. it was spencer. i wasn’t going to die after all. at least not here. “we need an ambulance, y/n’s down!” i heard spencer yell into his mic as he put pressure on my wound. “you’re going to be okay, okay? stay with me, y/n.”

i tried. i really did but my eyes were starting to get heavy and i was getting fairly tired. “no, no. hey, look at me.” i let my eyes find spencer’s face. “that’s it, look at me.” i coughed again and more blood came out. just as i was losing conscious i heard the medics rushing to spencer and i.

“stay with me, y/n.” i heard some woman say as they put me onto the stretcher. they put an oxygen mask over my face and wheeled me into the ambulance. that’s when i blacked out.

SPENCER’S POV

i watched as they wheeled y/n into the ambulance. i felt a hand on my shoulder. “go, we’ll find them.” i turned towards jj and sent her a tight lipped smile before running off to get into the ambulance before they took off.

“is she going to be okay?” my voice was shaky as i spoke. the nurse gave me a small smile. “she’s strong. she’ll make it.” i nodded at her words and held y/n’s hand.

it wasn’t until we got to the hospital when things went wrong. just as they were about to wheel her into a room her heart stopped. not only did her’s stop, but so did mine.

they ripped her shirt open and started to try and get her heart running again. i just stood there, helpless. i watched as the first try in getting her back, didn’t work. her body jolted as the defibrillator came in contact with her skin. “again!”

i watched as her body jolted once again. “she’s back!” i turned my head towards her heart monitor so fast, i could've gotten whiplash. and her heart was back to normal, or at least running again. thank god. i wasn’t going to lose her, at least not today.

“are you her husband?” a nurse i’ve never seen before asked me as i watched them wheel her away. “no, she’s- she’s not married.”

“are you her boyfriend?” i shook my head. “okay, i’ll call you when she’s out of surgery.” i walked to the waiting room they had for federal agents and waited.

the team called and asked to give them updates. penelope called and asked if she was okay, as soon as i answered the phone. “yeah, she’s in surgery right now.” i heard her let out a sigh of relief.

“please, call me as soon as you hear something.” i told her, i’d try and make her one of the first to hear about her condition.

it seemed as if i was waiting for hours. i ended up falling asleep only to be awoken by a smiling nurse telling me that she made it. i jumped out of my seat and asked to see her.

“of course, she’s in a coma right now. but she’ll hopefully be awake soon.” the nurse told me as she lead the way towards her room. i thanked her in a small voice before walking into her room.

as soon as i saw her laying there. with so many iv’s attached to her arm, tears welled up in my eyes. i stood by her, reaching over to push her hair out of her face.

“i’m sorry. i’m so sorry, y/n. i should’ve realized that you were missing sooner. but i didn’t and because of that you almost died.

i can’t imagine a world without you. and i know how corny this is going to sound but, i would’ve hated myself for the rest of my life if i let you die without telling you how i feel.

truth is, i’ve loved you were since you walked through those doors. which is 6 years, 47 days, 5 minutes, and 39 seconds ago from now. i thought it was just a silly crush at first and i’d get over it but i didn’t.

the moment i realized that i might lose you cause my heart to stop. i’d say world but you’re my world. if they didn’t get your heart beating again, i would’ve lost my world...”

i stopped for a moment to let out a small chuckle. “just, please for the love of god, please wake up. i don’t know what i’d do if i lost you. please.. don’t leave me.” i didn’t even notice that i was crying until a tear landed on her hand.

i wiped it quickly. i pulled up a chair next to her bed and laid my head beside her arm. my eyes shut and i fell asleep rather fast.

i was awoken again by fingers going through my hair. i lifted my head up and turned towards the source. “hi.” y/n’s voice was a bit rough but it still came out as soft as she could make it. “hey. how’re you feeling?”

“well.. despite being shot, i’m okay.”

“that’s not funny. i thought i almost lost you. your heart stopped, you know?”

“i’m sorry, i just don’t want this room to be all sad.”

“no, it’s alright. i’m sorry for snapping at you.”

“hey, it’s okay. i’d be the same if this were to happen to you.”

her hand found mine and she began playing with my fingers. “you know, i was putting up a hella of a fight before i eventually lost?” i looked at her as she spoke. it was as if nothing else in the world matter because i didn’t lose her. i still had her and it wasn’t really the best moment to tell her how i feel but before i could change my mind the world came flying out of my mouth.

“i love you.” silence engulfed the room quickly. “i love you too, spence.” y/n said after a while. “no, not like that. y/n, i’m in love with you and i have been for the past six years.”

i avoided eye contact with her at all cost as i just confessed how i felt towards her for the longest time. “spencer, look at me please.” i slowly looked up and met her eyes.

her pupils were very dilated and i couldn’t believe i didn’t see it sooner. “god, you don’t know how long i’ve wanted to hear those words.” her giggles filled the room and it felt as if my heart would burst from my chest. “i’m in love with you too, spencer.”

a huge smile made its way onto my face. in fact it was so big that it started to hurt. “now, are you just going to sit there smiling like a huge dork or kiss me?” i laughed at her words and leaned in to kiss her,

and i know almost everyone says this and i truly didn’t believe them at all when they said that they felt as if fireworks were going off or that there were butterflies fluttering around in your stomach, when you kissed someone you love. but goddamn, i sure did believe them now.

unfortunately, we had to pull away as our lungs were begging for fresh air. “wow.” i laughed at her expression. “yeah.” she softly kissed my nose and leaned back, smiling up at me with the softest smile i’ve ever seen on her face.

“oh my god! why didn’t you call me?!” i heard penelope yell. y/n turned her head towards her and smiled. “please, don’t yell. my head already hurts enough from these lights.” i watched as garcia gasped. “oh! i am so sorry.”

YOUR POV

“wait! so he confessed his undying love for you?” penelope asked as she had gotten settled in. spencer left to go try and help with the case but called every 20 minutes.

“yes, and then he kissed me. my gosh, can you believe it penny?!” she let out a squeal. “was it magical? did you feel butterflies in your stomach?” i nodded at her words and let put a dreamy sigh.

“we have to tell the others!”

“no. not yet, please. i just want to enjoy for a few days before telling the team.”

“oh sweetheart you know i can’t keep secrets.”

“please, penelope. can you try?”

“of course! you, my gorgeous friend, just got shot. i will do everything in my power to keep quiet.”

“thank you.” just as we were about to watch a movie on garcia’s personal laptop, spencer walked in. “ugh. you have the worst timing ever, boy wonder! we were about to watch a movie but now that you’re here she’s going to have all her attention on you.” penelope whined.

“nice to see you too, garcia.” spence said as he looked at me confused. i shurgged as i knew that she wasn’t about to let him have any of my attention. “watch this moive with us. she’s not cleared to leave until tomorrow so until then i’m going to stay here with her.”

“no, that’s okay. you can go home peneople. i’ll stay here with her.” i watched as she give him the biggest death glare i’ve ever seen her give to someone. “i am staying her with her, you can leave.”

“okay, why don’t you both stay here.” i look at garcia as she nods her head and presses play on her laptop but not before giving spence another death glare. i lean up towards spencer’s ear. “if looks could kill, i’m pretty sure you’d be dead by now.”

“trust me, i know.” we both giggled. i gave him a soft kiss before cuddling up into him and turning my attention towards the movie.

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daisylincs · 4 years ago

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Today is, officially, the last day of 2020 - so it's literally just in time that I'm getting to @aosrecweek's amazing challenge. But that does go to show the nature of this crazy year a little bit, right? Time has just been INSANE, and I honestly cannot believe it's so close to over.

That said, I want to put it out there that everyone - absolutely everyone - who created something in this mad year, is a SUPERHERO. Like. We could have hidden away in dark corners, curled into little balls, and lost touch with our creativity entirely - but instead, we made some of the most fantastic content I have ever seen. And, excuse the language, but that is fucking amazing, of each and every single one of us. We're bloody INCREDIBLE, you guys. We really are.

Now, the rules of this challenge dictate that I've got to start with some of my own things, then repeat with the same number of creations by other people. So I'm going to do that, and I apologise for the sheer length (and self-plug-iness) of what is about to follow - but, bloody incredible, remember? I really mean that. 💜💜💜

My Own:

you could call me babe for the weekend - 19k of Spideychelle being oblivious, mutually pining IDIOTS while being snowed in. And, you know, fake dating. (This thing was SO MUCH FUN to write and though, yeah, it got completely out of control, as evidenced by the 19k, I still really love it.)

'tis the damn season - my first attempt at writing a multi-chap, and, yeah, it only has one chapter as of now, but I really love said chapter. Basically, it's Daisy and Mackelena being friends, and honestly just the BEST friends - I adore the style I managed to achieve in this thing. Plus, the Skimmons I have planned up next is going to be da bomb.

the closest thing - Philindaisy plus fake family. Also; amusement parks. And for a fangirl like me - well, it was pretty much a dream come true to write!

oh valley of plenty - in this fic, I basically told myself, so AoS won't give us Huntingbird in the finale? Fine. I'll just do it myself then - in the fluffiest way possible. And that's exactly what I did - making them, and their kids, be best friends in Perthshire.

maybe life should be about more - a very angsty Skimmons and Daisy-centric AU, focusing on the internalised homophobia Daisy has experienced through her life, and shaking it off (and eventually, y'know, getting together with Jemma.)

and it's dark in a cold december (but i've got you to keep me warm) - Fitzsimmons just make such a supreme pairing for hurt/comfort, what with how insanely well they understand each other and care about each other, so I'm really glad for the Fitzsimmons Secret Santa giving me the chance to write this! Basically, this follows our science duo through a stressful mission on Christmas Eve (so yes, it's a mission fic!!) and realising that the two of them can do anything together.

july second - ahhh, one of my personal favourites to write! Daisy birthday surprise fluff will always be top-notch for me, especially for all the team-as-family fluff you can add in, especially especially that this is set in Staticquake times! Also, it's from Hunter's point of view, which will forever be the most insanely fun thing to write, I do think.

i just wanna be with you - man, I'm such a big royal fan, so getting the chance to write a modern royalty AU for my OTP was nothing short of amazing!! This is Princess Daisy and her fiancée Lincoln Campbell at their official engagement interview

see the line where the skye meets the sea - shameless season 1 bby Bus Kids fluff, featuring movie nights, singalongs and... so much fluff your teeth will rot. Also I'm really freaking proud of the pun in the title okay

'cause all that you are is all that i'll ever need - Huntingbird waking up together fluff (because, fight me, Huntingbird in their sweet moments is one of the sweetest things you will ever get to read or write.) This is also my, fluffy, take on the origin of the Franny's Saloon keychain.

we love you, we love you (and we hope you love we too) - aha, my first polyship fic! Also my first try at some actually fancy HTML formatting (forever thanks to Kat for explaining.) Both of these things combined to form a fic that even I think is ridiculously fluffy and funny, and kinda amazing, at that.

and man I don't know where the time goes (but it sure goes fast like that) - Another Bus Kids movie night fic, but this one set post-season 7, and reflecting on how far they've come. A little bit more hurt/comfort-y than it's pure fluff prequel, but still super fluffy and soft. And, of course, with a happy ending.

she shares my dreams, i hope that someday, i'll share her home - snowy Fitzsimmons fluff, complete with them falling in love at the Winter Olympics, as you do.

then you walked in and my heart went boom - 16k of Dekesy for the wife, and remarkable for that, because literally a month ago from this, I hated Dekesy with my entire soul. Then I started reading Kat's fics, and, well, fell in love with them... so much so that I wrote sixteen thousand words of enemies-to-friends-to-lovers, bed sharing holiday fluff for them.

a love like that - a Fitzsimmons Cinderella AU, featuring my two favourite science babies, in true science bby style, falling in love over science and how stupid the whole courting thing is. Also, Daisy makes a brief appearance, and she's the freaking best.

ever after - ah, probably the one single fic I'm proudest of. A post-season 7 Daisy character study focusing on her emotional rollercoaster re: losing her family/things never being the same again, which just achieves... an emotional level that I have never managed to replicate again. I was full-on sobbing while writing it, and, guys, it also part-holds the Closest To Making Kat Cry prize.

blue - Daisy character study spanning snapshots of seven seasons, and before - but tied together by something blue in every moment. Researching for this, and finding all the blue moments, was very interesting, and immensely satisfying, especially since all the moments where a little bit of blue was present actually combine to chronicle Daisy's journey on the show remarkably well.

who is that girl I see - the one time I decided to write straight angst, and straight angst with no happy ending. Melinda May post-Bahrain, folks.

take my hand, take my whole life too - aww, the first thing I wrote that I really and truly loved. A Staticquake and Fitzsimmons Actors AU, featuring a proposal on set and INCREDIBLE amounts of fluff and softness.

hold out your hand, 'cause friends will be friends - the wife's favourite, and, as second fics go, pretty damn good, if I do say so myself. It's a Soulmates AU for Staticquake and Mackelena, with the focus being on DaisyMack friendship, and lots of denial, angst, and guilt about finding their soulmates. (They figure it out eventually, don't worry - it's me, of course I made them happy.)

Fitzsimmons + Fake Dating moodboard - Fake dating will always be FAB, and picturing it out in a moodboard - especially for my clueless bby best friends in love - was the best, and super satisfying.

Staticquake + Orange moodboard - One of the cooler ideas I had for Trick or Treat (which I still have not finished, heaven help me) was to make a series of moodboards for my OTP plus different colours. This orange one is just so light, and cheerful, and happy, and honestly I kinda adore it.

This Philindaisy + Family Moodboard - making moodboards can be insanely frustrating when you just can't find the photo that fits exactly right. With this one, however, I found all the pics I needed pretty insanely fast, and, better, the whole thing just worked, and really nicely so, too.

This Bus Kids + Baking Cookies moodboard - there's absolutely NO faults to be found with tiny, adorable Skye, Fitz and Jemma concocting choc chip cookies - but I'm actually doing a tiny cheat here, because, cute as my moodboard here is, the accompanying fic by my love @eowima is the SWEETEST and best thing you could ever wish for!!!

This Daisy Johnson Appreciation Week Photoset - Day 3 of Daisy Johnson Appreciation Week focused on an emotion, and I picked confidence and power, because honestly, it's nothing short of amazing how confident and powerful our gorgeous girl has become.

This Daisy Johnson Appreciation Week Photoset - One of the times I wish I could gif, because this quote about struggling though never giving up just suits Daisy perfectly. The photos I found are cool, though, and I mean, it's Daisy, so that's already absolutely fabulous.

Other People's:

I managed to find twenty-six of my own things that I liked enough to put up there (because, yes, I'm that big a dork, 26 things for me being 26 is the way to go :D) Anyway, now that gives me the amazing chance to spotlight twenty-six of my favourite creations by my FANTASTIC mutuals! 😍

To start, my wife - Kat said I couldn't put everything she's ever written on here, so, ugh, I guess I'll just do my top five then. *grumbling* Everything by Kat is on here in spirit, though!!

Chasing Cars (even after the story ends) by @aleksandrachaev - the epic Dekesy roadtrip AU and incredible Daisy character study itself, which, I do believe, finishes today!! Words aren't enough to describe how freaking AMAZING this thing is, or how spectacularly well characterised. Just: if you haven't read this yet, you are missing out. You will laugh, you will groan, you will want to wrap Daisy in a very tight hug, and you will probably cry, too. This fic just has it all, really!

there goes the maddest man this town has ever seen by @aleksandrachaev - the post-season 7 Deke-crashes-the-Framework-Zoom-call fic I didn't know I needed (but spent the next two weeks rereading every single night.) It is absolutely INCREDIBLE, with all the Deke & Team feels we missed in the final outro scene, and honestly just the most fantastic writing. I cannot recommend it enough!

To Box It Up And Start Again (everything must go) by @aleksandrachaev - bloody hell, this BROKE me. Deke never really got to say goodbye in canon, but Kat gave him the chance to do it here. And, my freaking GOODNESS, she made it so incredibly bittersweet and heart-shattering. 10/10

i am a leaf on the wind by @aleksandrachaev - a little bit of a stretched-out, reflective moment in the season 7 finale. As Daisy lingers on the edge of death, she reflects on all the lives she could have had - and, man, what a study in bittersweetness!! This entire fic is utterly incredible, and something I think all Daisy fans should read.

Falling Into Place by @aleksandrachaev - here's a tiny cheat from me (sorry, babes, lmao) because technically this isn't one fic, but a series of three. Way too amazing to miss out on, though!! Set mid-season 7, this has the Chronicoms go after a young Mary Sue Poots to kill Quake before she can become a problem for them. They stop the Chronicoms, yes, but not without a TREMENDOUS dose of feels and hurt/comfort. There's also a wonderful little dose of Dekesy friendship, and then an adult adoption (!!) that honestly made my entire day to read. Actually, that's true for the entire series - I really canNOT yell about it enough!!

destroyer of worlds by @bobbimorseisbisexual - a study in incredible parallels between Jiaying's daughters. Utterly breathtakingly done, this will give you ALL the feels for this small and complex Inhuman family.

Muscle Memory by @robotgort and @bobbimorseisbisexual - a Huntingbird!! Bones!! AU!! And also a collaboration between two of the most fabulous Huntingbird authors in the fandom - honestly, what more can you ask for?! This will make you laugh, and gasp, and wince, and keep you guessing at each new plot twist (and also screaming at your screen for Hunter and Bobbi to get their acts together and TALK ABOUT IT.) In short: it's completely and utterly amazing, and I cannot, cannot recommend it enough!!

You Belong Among the Wildflowers by @libbyweasley - a freaking incredible Scis & Spies Regency AU! I only just started reading, but I was hooked all the way through, especially on the way Libby writes all four characters' complex relationships (and their attraction, and their history!) Everything about it is just completely stunning, and I for one cannot WAIT for these beautiful idiots to figure out they all belong together.

Family Snapshot by @tomatobookworm - if it's family fluff you're after, especially Staticquake family fluff, look no further! This tremendously soft and utterly amazing fic follows a day in the lives of a pregnant Daisy and her husband Lincoln, and their not-so-little family of Inhumans, both adopted and biological. There's also shopping with Grandma May, lots of feels, lots of shippiness, and just AMAZINGNESS all the way through!!

Best Day Ever by @loved-the-stars-too-fondly - Jemma and Daisy want to adopt a pet, and make a very special trip to Wisconsin to do it. Also, whether he knows who he is or not, Jemma has an important question to ask Cal - and just, AHHHH, everything about this is utterly stunning! For starters, Aubrey's writing is FANTASTIC, and the scene she sets is absolutely beautiful, and so very bittersweet. I was actually misting up a little with happy tears towards the end of this - really, I cannot recommend this enough, to any Skimmons fan.

so why don't we go somewhere only we know by @loved-the-stars-too-fondly - more Skimmons (platonic this time, though), more hurt/comfort, and, yes, again, more absolutely INCREDIBLE writing. This one is canon compliant, following a shaken Jemma struggling to sleep after Maveth, and how Daisy finds a way to help her out. Incredibly sweet, tender and BEAUTIFULLY written, this one was an instant favourite the moment I read it!

Unspoken by @anxiouslynumbme - a birthday fic for yours truly, and, honestly, one of the most STUNNING Staticquake introspectives I've read. It follows Daisy and Lincoln in a beautifully tender missing moment in season 3, with them both realising their feelings, and just... AHHHHHHHH, everything about it is utterly incredible!! I cannot, cannot recommend this gem of a fic enough

the thing about water droplets and ruffled hair by @que-mint-tea - here's another fic that proves, once and for all, how good Kat's Dekesy is, because it managed to convert T to write some Dekesy smut. And, oh my GOSH, what Dekesy smut - so goshdarn angsty, but so FANTASTICALLY characterised and written that it leaves you more than a little breathless, and gaping at your screen. The first chapter initially left us on the most HORRIFIC cliffhanger, but then T fixed it, and it's just... this thing is really a whole new level of emotional writing, raw and gripping and intensely perfect for both of these characters. My haw still drops whenever I think of this thing, and how utterly AMAZING it was, so yeah. Fic rec!!!

beautiful stranger, there you are by @justanalto - I do believe I still owe Serena a long and very gushy comment on this thing, because, MAN, does it ever deserve that!! Pipsy and fake dating, with the most HILARIOUSLY incredible writing, plot and characterisation, and honestly just a giddy "askhdfkhsfh" whenever I think back to how much I enjoyed it. Yup, it was that good.

Jumping to conclusions by @eowima - a very special one, because it marks my love Océane's first venture into writing AoS fic! It's an AU of 1x06 (the Fitzsimmons episode of s1) where Fitz does actually jump out of the plane to save Jemma. Realisations of feelings, and some of the most genuinely FANTASTIC Fitz characterisation I've read in a while, follow - and, yup, I was shouting at my screen for them just to get together already. Amazing stuff, really!!

Look into your eyes and the sky's the limit by @eowima - okay, this. This. Another gift for me, and one that I will probably treasure forEVER, because it is just?? so?? utterly?? perfect?? Just for starters, the title is a Hamilton reference - and then the theme of Hamilton references continues into the fic itself, I'm delighted to say. There's also the most BEAUTIFUL, playful Skimmons friendship, and teasing, and then of course the bet about who can make out with their crush first... Staticquake & Fitzsimmons perfection. And all rendered in Océane's delightful, best-thing-ever-to-read writing!! I'm going into a giddy keyboard smash just THINKING about this, so yeah, cannot recommend it enough.

lullabies and clear blue skies by @springmagpies and @bobbimorseisbisexual - okay, I never thought I'd catch myself shipping FitzBobbi, let alone shipping it this hard, but... wow. Maggie and Al teamed up to completely blow me away, and MELT MY WHOLE ENTIRE HEART with the sheer cuteness of this!! It features Fitz, Bobbi and adopting two daughters, and it's just the most tender, beautiful development through that little family - I love it so, so much.

We made all the wrong choices by @browneyedgenius - the winner of the AoS Angst War 2020, how could I not include this one? It is such a well-deserved win, though, whoa - I was sobbing, full-on sobbing, at least twice while reading. It follows the season 5 team through the events of the time-loop, after they failed to save the world - and, oh my gosh, it ripped my heart right out of my chest, but beautifully so. Everything about this fic just hits so hard, and it's written so well - yeah, really a most AMAZINGLY deserved win, for an utterly SHATTERINGLY incredible fic.

I threw stones at the stars (but the whole sky fell) by @nazezdha321 - this is Z showing us all how to write a backstory for a minor character, and write it so well that everyone's hearts break all over again when she dies. This one is about Victoria Hand, and it builds a stirring and profound childhood for her, also making her rise through the ranks of SHIELD and just her entire character mean so much more. Really, fic-wise, this is goals, and I take my hat off to you, Z, 1000%, for writing it.

in which the universe is put together by @besidemethewholedamntime - Rebecca's emotional writing, particularly Fitzsimmons' emotions, is incomparable, and she proves it all over again in this fic. If follows Fitz and Jemma before, after and during the bloodwork, and I just... wow, honestly. The emotion!! And the characterisation!! Absolutely stunning, and honestly all I could wish for in a we-had-time fic.

Agents of SHIELD Season 8 by @egumal - THIS. This, this, this, oh my gosh - as fix-it fics go, this has to be the most spectacular one I have ever read. What it does is find a way - a potentially canon compliant way, too - to bring back Lincoln Campbell, and reunite Staticquake. Basically: just about as season 7 finishes, the Astro Ambassadors get an unexpected visitor from another timeline, who asks them to come help out against Hive. Case in point, Daisy meets her lost love again (... but he has no idea who she is) and also has to relive the Fallen Agent drama. It all gets even more complicated when Kora restores Lincoln's memories, and Daisy meets the full team Deke has assembled around him in the 33 years (for him) that they've been apart... in short, this is one of the most thorough, well-written and downright SHOCKING plot-twist-wise fics that you will ever read, and honestly, saying "I can't recommend it enough" is an understatement. This thing is thd BEST, plain and simple!

Black Roses aren't real (but you and I are) by @ohwriteiforgot - ahhhh, a fic that will always have an incredibly special place in my heart, because it introduced me to one of my best fandom friends. The main focus is on Clintasha, it's true, but it's also a crossover with AoS in the sense that Clint was adopted by Coulson and May. Also, Daisy is his little sister, and their bond is gold. Also - there's Staticquake!! And flower shops!! And rivals to friends to lovers!! All I'm going to say is, what more can you ask for?!

A book to shield my story by @maybebrilliant - Staticquake High School AU, ahhhhhhhh!! There are only two chapters out so far, but the way this is shaping up is making my DAY - with Daisy as the new girl who meets Lincoln and his group of friends, and, though her foster parents are absolutely shit, starts to find actual happiness in a school for the first time in her life. Also - THE REFERENCES. Guys. I'm crazy for those, and in this book, so are my favourite dorks, Daisy and Lincoln - and let me tell you, it's nothing short of the best thing ever.

This AoS Finale Gif Edit by @heysteverogers - AoS really has been the most INCREDIBLE journey through the years, but what's really made it special is the company - and that's summed up perfectly in this gorgeous gifset. Also, the graphics on this are just, ahhhh, stunning - I'm in awe, and I've spent very long periods of time just looking at this thing in a state of heart-eyes.

This AoS Finale Gif Edit by @jemannesimms - combining Auld Lang Syne and the final scenes of my favourite show was a raw emotional - but utterly brilliant experience - for me. It's just so absolutely beautiful, and perfectly suited to the team, and their goodbyes!! Breathtaking editing work here, too.

This Daisy as Peter Parker and May as Tony Stark moodboard by @agentsofcomedyandchaos - ahhhh, a crossover of two of my favourite fandoms!! And what a lovely one, too - the colour scheme, quotes, and just the whole FEEL of this is absolutely genius, and I am guilty of being inspired by way too many fic ideas by it. Stunning stuff!!

And... whoa, that was long, but I really do feel that we deserve a bit of a proper pat on the back after creating such magical content in such a messed up year. So that's the note I'm going to leave you with for 2020, my friends: hell-year or no, look at the absolute beauty we were still able to create!! We really are freaking amazing, guys.

#aos best of 2020 #fic rec #massive fic rec list #and honestly; WHAT a list!!#despite this utter hellstorm of a year #we as a fandom have still been nothing short of INCREDIBLE #and honestly; I am SO proud of us #💜💜💜

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colorseeingchick · 3 years ago

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Hey Can I ask for a self ship date pls ? I’m a 18yo girl who is 173 cm of chaos and my heart has been stolen by Kise Ryouta from KNB 😩.

We may be very different, he’s more of a warm and a social person while i’m cold in the clouds and ambiverted but his smile, his laugh and how he’s dedicated in basketball made me lose it. I find his whole personality interesting even the more cold and ugly parts of him and he has the pretty face for him too but i’m not the kind of person who can just fall for apparence. He have such a voice too 😳 He has that charming aura, playful but yet still lighthearted and funny. He being two-faced surprisingly don’t bother me that much somehow i understand from where hes coming from. I relate a lot to his overachiever and need to handle all things himself to the point of hurting. As a basketb fan i am also enamored w his way of playing, i gen think he is the best of gom he always do his best to the point of barely breathing and honestly i relate to this too when im into something i love. His quick learning abilities are hyper and i like how Kise try to be honest w himself. I like also the balance he have w masculine and feminine energy and don’t mind him being a dork. His relationship w others characters are gold too like w Aomine and i can see him showing me affection to my touch starved self and just general affection i lack in general even if i don’t say it. Also i can imagine a certain dynamic between us where no one is the lead of the couple but we’re on equal terms.

Now more about me i am an ENTP 8w7, I am independent, creative, honest, prideful and « generous » i don’t think that last one much but my close one describe me like this. I’m very curious, likes experimenting and new things. I am funny/sarcastic, playful and as it iam very memeable but surprisingly top student here who doesn’t behave like it at all both in class and just in general. My aesthetic is a weird mix of everything i love so i am both a tomboy, alt and a baddie somehow. I am into law and economics studies and can talk french, korean and spanish as i learn languages in my free time by myself. I do read, write, draw and listen to music, play all sort of games including sports, get on a walk from time to time, eat cuz food is delicious and just learn in general. I have kind of ✨trust issues ✨so i don’t have many friends. But you sure will have fun w me ! I don’t about chill i have some temper but sure im pretty cool and open minded ! In love i really am a mess, i’m easily flustered but act cool to hide it and because of that i look like someone confident and mysterious except i am not the first one and ugh im lowkey a tsundere so it’s difficult to assume my feelings. But i swear i try !

Thank you for reading me ! I hope i didn’t bother you much.

You didn't bother me at all hun! This was a lot of fun to write so I hope you enjoy :) I think I have a pretty fun date planned for you two if I do say so myself hehe.

Premise: Kise got to know you throughout high school, and saw you as different from his other fangirls. Even though it wasn’t basketball, you also stood out at the top of your class, making you noticeable to Kise. You were actually a good friend (a cute friend at that) and he decided that he wanted to take you on a date during your 3rd year (once the basketball season was over and he had time to make for you). Knowing how fun you are, he had the perfect plan.

As you look into the mirror to examine your outfit, your phone buzzes with the “I’m hereeee ;)” text. You’d decided to lean into your tomboy vibes, given that Kise told you to ‘get ready to do stuff,’ which was not very informative, but exciting nonetheless.

As you walk out, you’re greeted by the blonde man dressed handsome as ever, a dark long sleeve shirt with fitting jeans, his silver hoop shining as the sun starts to set.

“Ready Y/N-chi?” He asks you, smiling as he overdramatically offers his hand for you to grab.

“Ready as ever~” you say as you grab his hand. He pulls you close and winks, flustering you right from the start.

“If I remember correctly, you said something about this being the best date I ever go on?” You take your chance to poke fun at him as well.

“Oh honey, it will be.” You can see the way his eyes shine and his mischievous grin as he walks with a nice hop in his step, guiding you towards the train station.

The train ride was pleasant, his hands protectively on your shoulder and a mean glare on his pretty features when other men looked at you or got too close, but his face was calm as he comfortably bantered with you (you on the other hand were quite unbothered by it all). Once you finally arrived at your destination, you found yourself in the lively district of the city, flooded with restaurants and shops all open late night.

“I forgot how beautiful this area is at night!” You can’t help but say as you look at all the beautiful lights and architecture.

“I had to take a pretty girl to a pretty place, you know?” He squeezes your hand as he drags you along once again, until you end up at your destination.

“I think this’ll be a lot of fun,” he says to you as he pushes open the doors to the arcade, letting all the dark lights and glowing games illuminate your sight.

He buys the coins for you both to play (He’d asked prior if it’d be okay for him to pay for you this date, and you’d agreed), and you set off to play all sorts of games.

It was a lot of fun for the both of you. While the games were enjoyable, playing them with him made it all the better. He also never missed an opportunity to flirt with you, and playing games made it easy. Both of you being overachievers, with Kise being a quick learner and you being open to trying new things made the experience amazing.

“Here, stand like this and loosen your wrists up for a better shot.” you both were playing the basketball game, and to no surprise Kise had absolutely killed it. Now here he is, helping adjust your shot. Standing behind you, he lightly adjusts your waist, turning you a little bit to help your footing. His hands then move up to your shoulders, then down to your wrists, helping guide your form and placement on the ball. While you were learning from him, it was hard to focus with him this close to you. “Y/N-chi, you can focus on me later. You should focus on your shot for now.” He says lowly, teasingly, watching carefully as your face erupts into red. He really did love teasing you, the usually calm, collected, confident top student.

Admittedly, you feel like you got back at him when you watch him try the crane game (the ones filled with stuffed animals) and he couldn’t get it after 7 tries. The frustration was clear in his face, his impatience rising.

“This game is rigged, I know it!”

You ask to try and of course he complies. However, he’s not ready for you to get a cute little stuffed panda on your first try. Suddenly, he’s a lot more embarrassed than you were earlier.

“You definitely used magic or something.” His pout is both adorable and hilarious to you.

You laugh as you hand him the panda. “Here!”

Looking down at the panda and then looking back up at you, he asks, “for me? But you won it!”

“But I want you to have it. It’s cute like you, Kise-kun.”

A huge smile crosses his face as he pulls you into a hug, spinning you around. “Y/n-chi!!!! You’re so generous!! Giving me your stuffed panda~ I’ll take good care of it.”

You have a nice laugh as you watch Kise end the night out by playing Dance Dance Revolution, not afraid to be a bit flamboyant as he goes all out with the footwork and does really well at the game.

After collecting all your tickets, Kise takes you up to the rewards table, telling you that he knows exactly what he wants to get.

“And we have enough tickets for it! Great.”

You can’t help but smile when Kise points to the GIANT stuffed panda hanging on the wall.

“I thought you weren’t the type to return favors,” you recall what he said during a game with Seirin from a long while back.

He blushes, thinking about what he said. “I’m not, just one upping you,” he jokes, sticking his tongue out at you, letting you nudge him in return.

“Do you wanna get food, Y/N-chi?” He asks, his arm wrapped around your shoulder.

“Sure, from where?”

“You decide. I decided on the arcade, you can decide dinner.” He looks at you with a smile, thinking back on how fun the whole night had been. “But I get to decide dinner next time.”

“Next time?” You shoot back, eyebrows raised, a smile forming on your face. “Who said I’d go out with you a next time?”

At your comment, his smile falters as he stares at you for a good second. He gets all serious suddenly, pulling you close (with a giant panda pressed into your side) and making you look into his eyes. “Y/N-chi, would you please go out with me again? Tell me you will!”

Giggling, you smile up at him. “Of course, Kise-kun.”

He sighs out and hums in approval, before pressing a small kiss onto your cheek. “Call me Ryouta.”

Ahhh I hope you enjoyed it! I tried to incorporate as many elements as I could! Please do let me know what you think <3 this was so fun!!!!

#knb #knb matchup #kuroko no basquet #kuroko no basket #kise ryouta #kise fluff #CSC hits 200 #colorseeingchick milestone

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riftimagines · 4 years ago

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Lightbringer Cafe-Ch.1

Ahhh! Its been a while but i return with this random fic im writing! Ill post this on Ao3 and put a link in a bit! You can read it here too if you’d like!

Ao3 link: https://www.archiveofourown.org/works/29356611

Summary: Starting a Cafe is what you wanted to do and you love it! Sometimes though it can be a bit boring and sometimes wish for a little excitement in your day. Well even though the boredom some exciting and fun stuff will happen! These stories are about those days.

Note: This is a Modern AU

Ships: A variety of ships eventually, even some with the reader. For this chapter Its some awkward, dorky Kayn and a flirty reader!

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New dawn breaks light through the freshly cleaned windows. The smell of coffee just ground for the day filling the air and a slight chill from the cold weather outside that just seems to seep in even with the heater on. Overall, it seems like it’ll be a nice day to day and hopefully the chilly winters day will bring new customers into your lovely Cafe. You walk over to the door and flip the sign that hug on it letting all who walk by know you are open for business. You had just opened this Cafe not too long ago and only recently really started to pick up on business. So far its just been office workers near by and Hipsters that seem to show up. Nothing too interesting yet, not that you’re complaining. Business is business after all. Still, sometimes you wish someone interesting would come through your doors and make your day a little more fascinating, a little spice to your day.

A calm sigh leaves you as you sit on a stool behind the counter, waiting for any customers to walk in. Sometimes it did take a little while for people to come in but with the cold maybe someone will want something warm to drink. Before you have time to get bored waiting the bell on your door chimes to signal you in fact have customers now. You look over at two men walking in. One was and older, seemingly albino man. The other a slightly taller, young man with long black hair. The blue strip in his bangs standing out prominently from his raven locks. The older man walks to the back part of the Cafe where the lights are really not that bright, you really need to change them at some point, and sits down in the corner. He looks to the younger man that followed him and they seem to talk, probably about what to order if you had to guess.

They take a moment more before the younger of the two walks over and grins at you. Looking at him better you have to stop yourself from blushing. He’s very handsome admittedly but you can’t lose your composure over a handsome face now, your working! You just give him a friendly smile back and greet him accordingly.

“Hello, Sir. What would you like today?” You say as politely as possible. He looks up at the menu behind you and mulls over his thoughts. You wait patiently, there was no rush no one else was here anyway. His amber eyes trail back down to you. For a moment you get lost in the honey hues but quickly come back to reality when he speaks.

“I will have a Coffee and a Hot Green Tea, a two sugars and a little milk in the coffee and a little honey in the Tea. You can manage that right?” His voice was so lovely too until that last quip. You don’t make too much of a scowl at him for that, he could just be having a bad day or something. You just nod for now.

“Of course, One Coffee, two sugars, little milk and a Hot Green Tea with a touch of Honey, coming right up! Oh what name will that be under?” He looks at you confused and scoffs.

“There’s only two customers in here, why do you need to know my name?” You frown fully this time at his rudeness. You walk back up to him and narrow your eyes.

“Because thats just how I do business and I don’t know who the order could be for. For all I know these drinks could be for someone else. That’s why I ask.” He seems a little taken back by the way you talked back to him. He looks like he’s about to say something back when a deeper, gravely voice cuts in.

“Kayn, just give them your name.” The albino man in the corner piped up, effectively shutting up whatever rude remark was coming out of ‘Kayn’s’ handsome face. You are quick to grab a pen and write ‘Cane’ on it just to spite him. You look towards the other man.

“Thank you, Sir. See that wasn’t so hard, sweetie.” He makes a weird face between a pout and confusion and honestly you can’t entirely blame him. You had no idea where that ‘sweetie’ came from but its out there now. You can regret later. With that you turn from him to start warming up some water to seep the Tea, the coffee would be much quicker. Once the water is set to heat up and the coffee cup under the coffee machine you sit on your stool. Good Tea needs properly warmed water and a little patience after all. You sitting there seemed to be an open invitation for Kayn to come up to where you were sitting and pout at you. You look at him and smile.

“Hello there, Sir. Can I help you?” He just huffs, clearly a bit miffed from earlier.

“First, you’re rude to me then you just sit here not getting our order. Are you going to do anything but sit there?” You roll your eyes at him. You have no idea how that guy in the corner can put up with this brat.

“I’m waiting for the water for the Tea to warm up. Im sure your friend over there wants good, hot Tea not cold bitter Tea. There is a process to make fresh tea.” You huff at him and give him an annoyed stare.

“You were so much more attractive before you spoke you know. Maybe you should learn some manners, huh?” He blinks and stares at you for a bit, the slightest dust of pick across his cheeks. So light you could say it was just a change in light. You’re not entirely sure why he’s gone quiet though, maybe you were being rude now. You should probably apologize. Before you can say anything you hear him mutter something very softly.

“You think I’m attractive?” Now its your turn to blink. Could he not see himself in the mirror?

“Yeah, I mean it’s pretty obvious?” He suddenly jumps at you speaking which causes you to jump too. He looks panicked like he just did something terrible.

“I-Uh, Of course I am! Im gorgeous!” You can’t help but laugh at his panic. It seems he unknowingly spoke his thoughts. Rather interesting that he would even think he’s not attractive. To have such doubts when it’s clearly the opposite is a little sad you think. You guess even the most beautiful people must have their doubts. You look at him again and see a much more noticeable redness on him. Perhaps a little mercy will go a long way here.

“Really smooth recovery. Smooth as you hair even.” The redness on his face doesn’t leave but he leans on the counter anyway like he’s the most confident person in the universe. Clearly he’s just a handsome dork it seems. Not that there is anything wrong with that but its kinda nice to know he isn’t a total jerk. You watch the dark haired man cough in to his hand trying to steady himself.

“I thought so. Glad to see you aren’t blind enough to see that.” Ah back to the arrogance it seems. Normally this would put you off but there’s just something deeper to him, like he’s scared of just being himself for some reason. It kinda reminds you of that saying ‘Fake it till you make it’ Its just a ruse to seem cooler then what he is. A part of you is somewhat sad he has to do that, hide what light he has in shadow.

“Even I would have to be pretty blind to miss your pretty face.” He looks away from you for a bit, clearly trying not to look into your eyes. You chuckle a little bit when a whistling sound catches your attention. The water! You get up to go to turn off the heat and begin to seep the tea. Only a couple minutes no more no less. While it seeps you prep the coffee and let it start to brew. A fresh brew took a little longer but you figured maybe you should be a little nicer to Kayn after your teasing. The machine whirs to life and produces a wonderful smelling coffee. The two sugars and a splash of milk is added to it before you place it in front of him. He looks at the cup and can’t help but notice your little ‘Cane’ Spelling on the cup.

“That’s not how you spell my name!” He exclaims. You laugh hardily at his ire and look back at him. You had honestly forgotten about that until just now.

“I’m sorry about that. Though to be fair I did ask you your name and I had to get it from someone else. If you want your name properly spelled next time tell me how to spell it.” He narrows his eyes and crosses his arms.

“Maybe you should learn how to spell.” Oh here we go again you think to yourself. You go back to the tea before you respond and pour it into a cup. Placing it to the side you look at him with a raised eyebrow.

“I did spell it right. That is in fact how you spell “Cane”. If your name is spelled different you should have told me.” He huffs again. You did have a point, he just didn’t like to admit it. While he’s silenced you go back to the tea and grab the honey. Carefully you spoon in just a little bit of the golden substance. The color of it reminding you of the man behind you. His eyes are the same color. You shake the thought from your head and finish up the tea. You place the second cup before him and smile.

“Here you go, honey eyes.” Welp, why you decided to go ahead and say that you’ll never know. The poor man in front of you looks confused and a little flustered.

“Honey eyes?” You want to slap yourself in the head for saying that but it’s too late now isn’t it? You look at him sheepishly and blush a bit yourself.

“Uh, yeah. You’re eyes are the same color as honey. I’m sorry. Thats probably really weird to say, hehe.” Stop being awkward. Oh this just became so much more weird. Why didn’t you just shut up and just take his order? Why do you feel the need to banter? The both of you stand there like sheepish teenagers. It’s Kayn that breaks the silence though.

“I-It’s alright! Uh, you, uh, smell nice! Like this coffee!” As soon as he says that he slaps his forehead and buries his face into his hands. You laugh again at his awkwardness. He was kinda cute when he wasn’t being rude. You decide you like this Kayn much more then the arrogant one from earlier.

“Well I do spend a lot of time around coffee. It was bound to infuse itself into my very being at some point, so thanks.” He peers back at you and openly stays red as he scratches the back of his head. There is an other awkward, flustered pause between you before its broken by the other person in the room.

“Kayn, if you have our drinks then let us leave. You’ll be late to your class, again.” Kayn jolts from his spot as the older albino comes up from behind him so quietly not even you noticed him move.

“Oh! Right, I have them dad. Here’s your tea!” Kayn quickly hands his father the tea and he nods a thanks before heading to the door. Kayn looks to you again awkwardly.

“So then, uh, goodbye. I suppose I’ll stop by again then.” He says. You give him a bright smile and nod.

“I’m looking forward to it, handsome.” You both blush at your boldness and he grips his coffee with both hands before jogging away after his father. The albino looks at him completely confused and Kayn waves him off. The older man looks back at you with suspicion and a part of your soul freezes with that look. Ok then, note to self, handsome’s father is absolutely terrifying. You watch them walk off until you can’t see them anymore. That was quite away to start off the day, you wonder what other encounters you’ll have and if they’ll be as nice as that one.

#League of Legends #league of legends x reader #kayn

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painandpleasure86 · 4 years ago

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Supportive boyfriends

A/N: Hi people! I was missing to post fics here. I was more in AO3 lately and Wattpad posting fics. But now, I’ll give to you some a new fic that I post first in AO3. Lately I was experimenting with new ships or ones that I didn’t explored a lot, this fic it’s an example.

To write this fic, I took two prompts from the custom prompt bingo that the kind moderator of Dork Lovers’ Discord server made to me (you want to join? Ask to me to enter there. It’s a great space where you can share your love for Queen, but also we talk about everything!). This fic it’s in the collection of the server, click here to check it out the whole collection in AO3.

Summary: Boyfriend’s hugs are there, to support you in any situation.

Prompt used: Kiss: neck and Hug

Pairing: Dealor (my first piece of that ship!), modern setting.

Warning: no one, just a bit of swearing because y’know... Roger lol.

Word count: 884.

Permanent taglist: @warriorteam1924 @toomuchlove-willkillyou @deakysgurl (if you want to be in the taglist, just tell me in the comments or send me an ask :3)

Reblogs are highly appreciated!! <3

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Since the quarantine started, on weekdays John and Roger are always on their own most of the day, on their own things. But always, there was and is a time for a hug, for a kiss, for a little joke. Although they both like surprising gestures of affection, they always ask each other "can I come and hug you a little?", because sometimes one of them is with something really important and needs full concentration. Most of the time the other answers yes . Then whoever asked comes up to the other, hugs him from behind and gives him a few tender kisses on the neck. Sometimes those kisses turn into hickeys, and it is inevitable that the receiver, after letting out a sigh that borders on moaning, asks "do you want something? The other usually answers "Yes. Teasing you" and goes to his seat to continue in his business, smiling maliciously.

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It was an ordinary Wednesday. John was working concentrated, listening to chill music, sometimes taking a sip of soda. But suddenly, he starts to hear Roger sobbing very clearly.

-Rog, what happened to you? -he asks, genuinely concerned.

Roger continued sobbing, also repressing the desire to throw whatever he had at hand.

John quickly took off his headphones and ran to embrace him. Still sitting, Roger extended his arms towards his partner and received the hug. He cries more intensely. He stands up from his chair without stopping to hug John. He hugs Roger more tightly and gently caresses his hair with his right hand.

After a few minutes, Roger feels encouraged to tell him what was happening.

-It's... it's a shit John... this can't happen to me right now. -he said, still with his face against his partner's body.

-What was it?

-I was fired. Just like you hear it.

John started to hug him harder and his boyfriend started to cry more intensely.

-Well, there's a reason Rog. Something better is coming -he said, looking over Rog's head, stroking his hair and ending with a kiss on his forehead.

-Ah Deaky, stop with that fake positivity and be realist -he said, turning away from the hug and wiping the tears from his eyes.

John stopped hugging him and looks at Roger in the eyes, taking him by the shoulders.

-I'm being very serious. Didn't you always talk to me about how they gave you a lot more of work lately? That they have been late in paying you last month? That they didn't want le when you were sick?

-You're right, Deaky. It was a shitty job lately. Their excuse was that they have to make adjustments...

-They are missing out. -he gave to his partner a little kiss on the lips.

-Hey, you're right. Fuck them -Roger answered, rubbing his nose a little.

-Take the rest of the day off. How about it?

-It's a good plan -smiled Roger.

John's eyes shined and he smiled.

-That's the man I fell in love with.

John hugs his boyfriend again and goes back to work. As he checks his laptop, he notices that he has received an urgent Meet alert.

-Love, don't bother, I'll be on the phone with my boss -John said to Roger, putting on his headphones and clicking on the Meet link.

Roger, opening the fridge to grab a beer can, responds with a simple thumb up.

-Would you like one? -he added, leaning out, pointing at the can in his hand.

-Not now. -he replies, agreeing to enter the video-calling.

Roger, anyways, took it out. Good news or bad, I was going to need it. He knew his partner well enough to say so.

While Roger was listening to music while checking his socials and eating peanuts, John was in the meeting.

After a few minutes of his video-calling, John ended it, took out his headphones and surprised his boyfriend with a kiss on the neck and a hug. Roger was a bit startled. He took off the headphones, left them on the table next to the mobile phone and the beer he was drinking. He turned around.

-You got a raise or something, didn't you John?

-Indeed! -he said, smiling from ear to ear.

-Congratulations- hugging him tightly. -At least you did well today.

-Hehehe... yes.

Roger stopped hugging him to take his face between his hands and give him a kiss on his lips. His boyfriend blushes and laughs.

-Well, now I want to drink this beer that you brought out for me, even though I told you not to.

-I know you well enough to know when you need one. -Roger said, winking.

John opened the beer can and wants to make a toast with Roger. He goes to grab his.

-For the good news.

-And for the new opportunities.

They toasted with their beer cans and drink a long sip.

-Ahhh, much better. Well, back to work -John said, stealing the peanut bag.

-Son of a bitch! -exclaimed Roger, with a smile.

John sits down, putting the beer can aside, eating peanuts, trying to get back to his work.

To support each other, for better or worse, hugs are a way to do it. There's never enough of it. It are always welcome. And if it's with a kiss, even better.

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Thank you for reading! If you enjoyed it, pls reblog! <3

-Lily

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blake-belladonna-defence-force · 5 years ago

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In This Life, I Can Be Your Girl...

So as I writing the update for my dance au (which is now up) @the-batjan made this post; https://the-batjan.tumblr.com/post/189607002712/ok-hear-me-out-guys and I was greatly inspired.

There is a mention of Blake’s mindset during volume 4/5 so there is talk of her self hatred/borderline suicidal mindset. Kali was scared for a good reason.

If that is a trigger for you, please give this story a skip. Look after yourselves, dear hearts. And please let me know if I need to tag anything.

Blake’s still recovering and healing from everything that Adam put her through. It’s not going to be immediate. But she’s learning and growing and she’s allowing herself to be happy. To be loved.

God. She truly is the definition of bravery, huh?

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Yang laid on Weiss’s bunk, happily watching as her partner ran through some checks on Gambol Shroud, her fingers and hands expertly running along it and dismantling the weapon with a quick and sure efficiency.

But that was Blake in a nutshell. Quick, sure, efficient and not to mention deadly. The fact that she took down an Ursa on their first day as partners with one well placed strike said a lot. Perhaps that was why Yang allowed herself to make eye contact.

Or perhaps it was the look in Blake’s eyes. The one that somehow told Yang so much and so little all at once. The one that cried out that she’d been hurt. And the one that refused to give up. The one that told Yang that this was a girl who had seen the depths of hell and eaten with the devil and come out the other side, stronger than ever. And that exact same look was still there today. But it was more confident. More sure of herself. She hadn’t just walked out of hell, but Beaton back her demons and refused to let them turn her into a martyr. And she was so much happier. Her eyes, though they still carried some of that hurt, were brighter and filled with more hope and openess than Yang had ever seen.

‘At least... in this life.’ Yang quickly shook her head. What was she thinking? There’s no way that she knew Blake in another life... Right?

Yang so fucking proud of the woman sitting across from her that it hurt. She didn’t think it was possible to care so much about her and yet, she felt it. That ache in her chest whenever Blake smile and laughed. The way her arms always ached to hold her. How she yearned to tell Blake every single amazing thing about her that Yang admired.

And it scared her. It cared her that she cared so much. It scared her that it could all be taken away in the blink of an eye. And she didn’t know what to do.

Yang watched through the mirror as a small, honest smile crossed Blake’s face and she suddenly felt like she was intruding on a private moment. Blake eyes were soft as she ran her hand along Gambol’s blade, fingers brushing gold in a manner that was almost fond. Yang had her suspicions about the golden addition but kept herself from voicing them. If Blake ever wanted to tell her, she’d listen.

An amused hum drew her attention as Blake met her eyes through the mirror, her smile becoming more lopsided as she quirked a curious brow at Yang.

Now, Yang loved all of Blake’s smiles. But she had noticed that the more lopsided and uneven they were, the more open, honest and vulnerable Blake was letting herself be. An even smile was usually put on, a performance. But the smile Blake was giving her now? Uneven and honest? It was genuine. It was real. And Yang swore that they were even more lopsided around her.

“Can I help you, Miss Xiao Long?” Blake asked playfully, lips twitching into a smirk as she leaned back in her chair and crossed her arms.

“Uh…” Yang stalled. What should she say? “No?” She gave a too bright grin, nervousness getting the better of her. Blake just had to keep catching her staring at her, didn’t she?

“Hmm.” Blake hummed, amusement clear in her eyes as she stood up, stretching out her muscles with a groan and walking over to Yang, sitting beside her hip and smiling down at her. “I’m sure.”

“Look, there’s not much to look at in this place so my eyes are just drawn to the prettiest thing.” Yang said with a playful smirk as she brought her knee up and bounced lightly against Blake’s ribs.

“Ahhh.” Blake said. “That explains why you’re looking in the mirror. I always knew you were vain.”

Yang sputtered for a moment before pointing at her friend.

“Okay, first of; smooth.” She admitted with an annoyed huff. “And secondly, shut up.” She added with an embarrassed pout.

Blake giggled behind her hand and Yang melted. What was this girl doing to her?

Blake bit her lip shyly, her hand coming up to fiddle with a… necklace? Huh.

“Never took you for much a jewellery girl.” Yang said with a cocked head, eyebrow raising at the blush that formed on Blake’s face.

“I’m not.” Blake mumbled, taking off the necklace and handing it to Yang to show her the ring that was attached. “But I found this inside a piece of fish during lunch with my mother and… well. I decided to keep it.” She shrugged helplessly.

“Oh. That’s kinda cool.” Yang said as she examined the ring. She felt… odd. Like déjà vu or something. As if she knew this ring. “Can I ask why?”

“Well.” Blake looked away, almost ashamed. “Mum and I went on a picnic while I was back in Kuo Kuana. She wanted to tell me a story because she saw that I wasn’t…” Blake’s nose scrunched up as she searched for the right words. “In a good headspace at the time. She reminded me that I was worthy of my parents. Of my friends. That I was also Adam’s victim as much as anyone else. That they wished they could have protected me from him. And that I’ll always have a home in Kuo Kuana.”

“Oh Blake.” Yang breathed, heart aching for the woman in front of her. “They’re your parents. Of course they love you. Of course you’re worthy of being their kid.”

Blake wiped the corner of her eye and smiled sadly. It made Yang’s heart ache in a more unpleasant way.

“I know.” She said shakily. “But I let him get in my head. Let his lies become my reality. And I’m re-learning what I’m worth. What I deserve without him hanging over my head.” Her lips quirked up slightly. “Helps when a beautiful woman can’t keep her eyes off of me for more than five minutes.” She teased gently, expression soft.

Yang couldn’t help but think that this girl was the definition of bravery.

“Oh very funny.” Yang murmured as she sat up and gently cuffed Blake’s leg playfully. “Dork.” She paused for a moment before speaking. “Can I ask what story she told you?”

When Blake told her the story of the faunus princess and the young human noble, Yang felt her heart break a little.

“God.” She breathed. “That’s… wow.” A thought occurred to her. “Wait. Why did your mum think you needed to hear that story?”

Blake looked away, shame making her ears lay flat.

“I told you that I wasn’t in the beat headspace. She was worried that… I might do something I couldn’t take back.”

Yang felt herself go pale. She quickly reached over and pulled Blake into her lap, holding her close and burying her face in her hair.

“Blake.” She said thickly as Blake melted into her hold.

“I wouldn’t have done anything. I just…” Blake verbally struggled for a minute, head buried in Yang’s shoulder. “Didn’t particularly like myself.”

That was obviously an understatement.

“Blake.” Yang breathed into her hair, tears blurring her vision. “I’m so sorry.” What else could she say? She had just learned that her partner, her best friend and the woman she loved hated herself so much that it scared her own mother. How could she even respond to that? “Do you still feel like that?”

“Sometimes.” Blake answered quietly, honestly. “Some days are worse than others. But I’m getting better.” She pulled back and cupped Yang’s face, pressing her forehead against Yang’s softly. “I’m okay.” She whispered, lips brushing Yang’s nose in a barely there kiss.

“Okay.” Yang mumbled. “But I need you know that you can come to us during the bad moments. You can come to me.”

“I know.” Blake said, placing a lingering kiss on her cheek. “Thank you.”

“Um. Here.” Yang coughed as she hand Blake her necklace. “Your-“

Both girls jumped apart when their hands met with the ring in between them.

It was like a jolt of electricity coursed through them, almost seeming to blind them.

It was during that moment of blindness that images flashed through Yang’s mind. Of a beautiful faunus woman with long black hair, black cat ears and golden eyes that felt like home.

She saw the determination in her eyes as she snarled and pressed a blade to Yang’s throat and demanded to know who she was and what she wanted.

She watched as the woman brought her back to her village and demanded that she prove her story.

She witnessed the way the faunus woman’s regard started to soften, her stony exterior melting into something far more tender.

Eyes filled with suspicion shifted to a loving and devoted gaze.

Hands that always held a blade started to carry flowers that would soon find their way into Yang’s hair.

Lips that once snarled warnings soon uttered words of love and adoration.

She felt the heartbreak of their separation and the devastation that she broke her promise to come back home.

And when her vision cleared, she and Blake were both on the floor, expressions matching.

“Did- did you-“ Yang stuttered, not believing what she had just seen.

“See the human and faunus’s lives flash before my eyes?” Blake rasped, eyes filled with unshed tears. “Yeah.”

The two women stared at each other as the pieces slowly came together. The almost instinctual pull that they felt towards each other, the ease with which that they fell into trust, the instant rapport that they developed. They thought of the way they fought together so seamlessly from the start and how Blake didn’t hesitate to throw her weapon to a stranger.

Except… Yang wasn’t a stranger. Was she?

It was why they fell hard and fast. It was why their fighting styles blended so well. And it was why purple and gold screamed home to them.

There was nothing either girl could say as they shakily stood up and stepped over to the other. Their hands entwined on instinct, forehead coming to rest together, that same pull bringing them closer than ever.

When their lips met, Blake and Yang both instantly felt all of their pieces shift, becoming whole for the first time in a long time. Two souls that had been searching for each other for decades longer than they could possibly know, finally reunited.

“Hi.” Yang whispered tearfully as they pulled apart.

“Hi yourself.” Blake murmured against her lips, tears quietly streaming down her face that Yang gently wiped away.

“Sorry it took me so long.”

“Don’t be. I think it took me even longer.”

Yang let out a watery laugh as she pulled Blake in again, hands cupping her jaw as she kissed her lips, her cheeks and jaw.

“I knew that I knew you.” She whispered.

Both women cried and kissed, utterances of love and adoration that neither of their souls had heard for a very long time.

They had both found their way back home. And they’ll be damned if they let anyone chase them away.

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toooldforfandom-liveblogs · 5 years ago

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RWBY V07E01 - The Greatest Kingdom

AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA RWBY V7 IS FINALLY HERE.

My hype has been a rollercoaster, from being very hyped after the v6 finale to a more sedate "let's wait and see what's going to happen" but these past few days the hype has come back in full force.

The title of this episode sounds very... arrogant, which is precisely what I expect from Atlas.

Let's do this!

Spoiler note: I have been spoiled on two things about V7. I think Ruby gets a haircut (I saw fanart with Ruby with spiky hair and a comment about it) and Penny is somehow important to this episode since she appears in a credits card I accidentally saw while downloading this episode. My hype went from 100% to 100²% because of that last spoiler so aaaaaaaaaaaaa

I was going to comment about the orchestral music sounding very "Empire" from Star Wars but that subtitle says it all.

Qrow sounds like Qrow so far!

I'm sure it has probably been used before but I think this is the first time I've noticed the show using a bit of depth of field to emphasize who's talking.

Nothing says sci-fi authoritarian dictatorship like giant talking screens.

Mantle looks dingy but I expected it to look even worse, considering the obvious implication of the floating city above. I think the material of the buildings is what bothers me, they don't look gritty enough.

Okay, there's no way the woman in the poster is not going to be important to this season.

Also, white hair. Is she somehow related to the Schnees? I'm trying to remember if there's been any other character with pure white hair besides them but I'm coming up blank. Hmm

Politics? In my RWBY? YES PLEASE

The video compression is killing me but I think that woman says "Hill", same as the poster. I assume she's the "Mantle Hometown Hero" vs "Atlasian Tycoon" which I hope is not Jacques (it'd be interesting for a Weiss arc but not everything has to be directly related to the main characters, even if they end up getting involved later on.)

"Outer Wall Damaged" is probably about Argus (how long did the trip take?), and a setup for a possible plot with that missing journalist.

I can't imagine pre-self-actualization Weiss walking the streets of Mantle though.

Oh Yang, never change.

I didn't expect the episode's title to come from a drunk man but it certainly fits.

aw crap

he's going to get a punch in the face, isn't he?

I'm basically Nora's expression right now. I love Weiss.

Awwwwwwwww she's so happy with her new arm

Some day Maria is going to introduce someone to the crew who actually remembers her and doesn't hate her.

I'm screaming internally because the colors of that... leg-chair(?) are _very_ familiar.

OH MY GOD. It's so good to see these characters again.

What about both? I remember Watts being referred to as an "atlesian scientist" so he probably knew how it all worked.

there you go

aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa

Wait, are those Grimm half-machine? Because that would be _sick_

aw no, just... blue for some reason.

Every first episode has had a fight so I was waiting hoping this episode wouldn't be the exception. This _is_ the first time that there can't be anything "new" though since there hasn't been a time skip in between seasons or a character that hasn't been shown fighting in some time (like Yang in V5) so I wonder what element is going to be the differentiator.

I've always liked "serious Ruby" and I always will.

aaaaah so cool

Did they change how the Grimm dissolve or is it more noticeable now due to the added color?

Her ability to transform into multiple streams to go past an obstacle is back! I can't remember seeing it since the V4 short.

Poor Weiss. Ruby gets a long scene killing multiple targets and she gets... one.

AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA

Look at how graceful she is!

I wish I hadn't gotten spoiled about Penny possibly re-appearing but I'm also not sure how I'd have handled it because I'm freaking out right now. I really, really hope she remembers Ruby, my heart is not ready for Penny-related angst. She _has_ to, right? Pietro did mention that she had told him about RWBY...

SHE HAS LONG HAIR!!!! I kinda saw it while making the gif but it's obvious here. AHHH

WHY IS HER RIBBON BLACK

AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA THE DORK ROBOT IS BACK

My internal freaking out just downgraded (or upgraded?) to sobbing. I'm so _so_ happy she's back.

AAAAAAAAAAAAAAa

oh my god I love her I love everything about this

C'mon Qrow, you know better than anyone the danger in saying things like that.

yup, jinxed it

I _really_ don't like that uniform. A muscle tee doesn't exactly say military to me.

Their weapons and movement remind me a lot of Korra's metal-bender police.

I'm going to leave the OP for a separate post since I always end up writing too much about them (but oooh, Blake's hair looks a lot shorter and Weiss's dress that looks different)

OP post is here

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AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA

I think this is the fastest a RWBY season has made me cry, first episode, a record!

After seeing that credits card I was really hoping Penny would be back but I didn't expect her to be appear right away. I thought they'd meet Dr. Polendina or maybe hear something about her and leave the actual meeting until later on so... I'm so very happy.

I'm also having problems writing about the episode because I managed to forget everything else that happened but I'll try.

It was mostly a setup episode with the introduction of half the setting (Mantle) but there are hints that something big is brewing with the election and the disappearance of that journalist (possibly caused by Cinder's or Watt's group?)

I don't want to speculate too much about where the election plot is going to go since it's too early but I'm wondering how the main group is going to fit into the situation. Will they have to choose the lesser evil? Is "Hill" the clear "good" choice or is it going to be a Kuvira situation? Is the graffiti "Show your teeth" relevant at all (since it seemed to get noticeably framed before Yang noticed the droid.) I'm hoping the OP is going to have more clues about this.

It was nice to see confirmation that Dr. Polendina was the one who made Yang's arm and there was something incredibly wholesome about the scene where the girl with her new arm is skipping down the street. He's a treasure and I hope nothing bad happens to him.

I think that's all, at least until I watch the OP, so until next time!

PS: The liveblog for episode 2 is out on the discord.

#rwby #rwby liveblog #rwby v07e01 #rwby v7

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moonb-eam · 5 years ago

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hey, i don’t know if you recognize me, but i‘m that girl that always writes these novels in your comment sections on ao3, and i was wondering if you could answer 7 and 12 from these 40 questions you just posted? ♥️♥️🌒

oh my gosh ella hello!!! of course i recognize you ahhh how are you my love?? ✨ thank you so much for the questions!

fic writer asks

7. share a snippet from one of your favourite pieces of prose you’ve written and explain why you’re proud of it

i think one of my personal favourite stories i’ve published is la lune et le soleil, because i’m proud of how it’s written, but i also wrote it while sitting in a park one afternoon, until the sun started to go down, and also it’s for janice, who i love with my whole heart, but this is all a tangent, and i’ll just say i’m very fond of the ending of the fic. i like the atmosphere it evokes, this little twilight scene, and to me it felt perfect for the story. when i wrote those final two lines, i had the biggest smile on my face:

Eliott smiles and points up, up, and they both look skywards, and there’s the moon and there’s the sun, and wait, there’s the moon and there’s the sun looking back at them.

And while yes, it might be nice to be a creature of the sky, to rule in a world of stars and meteors and impossible colour and light, to be a moon and a sun and to be adored by so many, to live within song and story and painting, there’s also something to be said for being a creature of the earth, the sort of creature that can reach out for another, and have fingers reaching back, entwined, clasped, together, together.

Eliott and Lucas walk under the twilight sky hand in hand, laughing together and in love, so in love, and isn’t that the best part of being human?

Lucas rises on his toes and kisses Eliott on the cheek, his mouth lingering there to giggle into Eliott’s ear, to whisper, hi sunshine, but he’s not done, and the moon and sun themselves strain to listen, lingering far too long on their horizons, to hear Lucas whisper, I love you.

Eliott whispers it back, I love you, and kisses Lucas’s forehead.

The moon, light as a feather, rises.

The sun sighs, blushes, and sets.

☀️🌙

12. is there an episode above all others that inspires you just a little bit more?

if this is referring to an episode of skam france then YES absolutely!! le premier is endlessly inspiring to me - there’s just something in it that touches me so deeply, the anticipation before the kiss, the exhilaration of the little dance they do with the flashlight, all of it leading to that kiss in the rain??? to me, it’s like…jubilant youth and nostalgia and love and wonder all in one episode and i just adore it.

40. write an alternative ending to [insert fic title] (or just the summary of one)

hmmmm okay okay

a very, very minimally alternate ending to sk8ter boi (chapter three), under the cut

They take a spill a few minutes later, both of them hitting the pavement. It’s not too bad, they weren’t going too fast, but Lucas scrapes his elbow and Eliott scrapes his hand and his knee, and they both laugh about it as they right themselves brushing dirt off of their jeans, nursing their wounds with exaggerated pouts, and still reaching for each other’s hands when they begin to walk the rest of the way, Eliott’s board tucked securely under his arm.

“I have band-aids at my place,” Eliott tells him. “I can patch you up.”

“Somehow, that doesn’t surprise,” Lucas says with a sigh.

Eliott makes a face. “Are you implying that I’m not graceful?”

“I’m implying that you ride a death trap for fun. Also yeah, are you kidding me? You have the legs and the coordination of a baby horse.”

“I believe the word you’re looking for is foal,” Eliott says icily, his face is thrown into long shadow as they pass underneath a streetlight. He makes a show of dropping Lucas’ hand. “And if I’m not mistaken, I used to see you checking my legs out at the skatepark.”

Lucas blushes, but he shrugs, wincing when the motion pulls at the skin around his elbow. “Whatever.”

“Ohhh, no comeback, huh?” Eliott’s voice lowers to a whisper for an invisible audience. “It’s because it’s true.”

Lucas snorts, gently punching Eliott in the side and ducking down when he aims a swipe at his head.

“You say that when you used to always check out my ass at school. It was so obvious.”

“Used to?” Eliott leers at him and Lucas groans, batting him away and grinning when Eliott grips onto his hand, tugging it upwards so he can press a kiss to his knuckles.

“You’re hot,” Eliott says solemnly into his knuckles, and Lucas nods.

“I know.”

“Lucas. You’re supposed to say it back.”

“Eliott. You’re…” He squints at Eliott, who’s still pressing his lips to Lucas’ knuckles and it occurs to Lucas that they’ve stopped walking, on the edge of a small park, caught in the pale darkness between two streetlights. Lucas almost can’t see Eliott’s eyes like this, but he can feel them, a touch as tangible as soft lips to tender skin.

The longer they stand there, the more words Lucas thinks of. You’re hot. You’re really, really hot. You’re sexy. You’re weird. You’re beautiful. You’re a dork. You’re so funny. You’re annoying. You’re the sweetest. You’re amazing. You’re my favourite person.

“You’re okay,” Lucas says, but his voice is low and the words are heavy under the weight of what’s unsaid.

Eliott smiles at him like he can hear the rest of it on the gentle wind.

“Do you…” he says slowly, lowering Lucas’ hand but keeping their fingers linked together, “know the song ‘First Day of my Life’?”

Lucas’ brows furrow together. “No.” His eyes dance across the outline of Eliott’s face curiously. “I don’t think so.”

“Oh. Really?”

“Yeah, I don’t…” Lucas shrugs again. He gets the feeling he’s missing something important, and it makes him nervous. “Why?”

“Nah, it’s nothing. You should just…look it up sometime.”

Lucas squints at him again. “Why?” He draws the question out, long and teasing enough that Eliott laughs, turning forwards again and tugging Lucas along, brining them into another faerie’s ring of artificial light.

“Because it’s the song.” Eliott says on a giggle, and it takes Lucas a second, but when he gets it, he stops them again.

“The song? Like the song? The one you posted about me?”

“Yeah.”

They’re grinning at each other, Lucas with a rush of excitement, bouncing onto his toes, Eliott with a touch of bashfulness, rocking back onto his heels.

Lucas takes a step closer to him. “How does it go?”

“Oh. Well, I mean, I can play it on my phone-”

Lucas shakes his head. “Can you sing it?”

Eliott’s eyes widen. He lets out a disbelieving laugh. “No fucking way.”

“Please.”

“Nope.”

“Please.”

Eliott sighs, rolling his head back onto his neck.

“Those fucking eyes,” he groans, and Lucas giggles, taking another step closer.

“Please, Eliott?” He asks quietly. He bats his lashes slowly, the streetlight casting long shadows across his cheekbones. “For me?”

“Stop.” Eliott laughs. “As if you don’t already know I’d do anything for you.”

Lucas’ smile falls, just a little, and his free hand smoothes Eliott’s hair back from his forehead. “I’d like to hear it.” He says softly. “I mean it. I haven’t been able to stop thinking about it, since you brought it up.”

“Fine.” Eliott shakes his head a little, eyes drifting down to Lucas’ lips, then back up. “Fine, okay.” He takes a small step back, Lucas’ hand falling to his shoulder as he bobs his head from side to side trying to pick up an internal melody.

“Okay, it goes something like, ‘this is the first day of my life…’”

Eliott doesn’t make it very far into the song without laughing, fudging the melody and forgetting the words, but Lucas stays silent, smiling and swaying them on the spot, and if anyone were to see them, a passerby taking their dog for a late night walk, a melancholic insomniac leaning out of their bedroom window for a cigarette, a poet watching from the fire escape, they would see two scraped-up boys slow dancing on the sidewalk, and they would hear, very, very faintly,

so if you want to be with me, with these things there’s no telling, we’ll just have to wait and see, but i’d rather be working for a paycheck than waiting to win the lottery

besides maybe this time it’s different, i mean, i really think you like me

#ask game #ella-on-the-moon #i love love loved thede questions thank you!!!#i took my time to answer them but i had a lot of fun :))

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