#budding relationship

[night-market-if]

Mal - One Bed

This month on Patreon, it is two people and one bed. Join MC and Mal as they get caught in a storm and have to share a bed together. And learn some things about Mal that not even I knew.

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[hellcheerficdatabase]

think of me always

Author: freshmarigolds

Rating/Warning: Teen and up audience

Chapter Count: 1/1

Description: They knew each other before they knew each other, in a way.

Tags: Canon compliant, muddle school, sort of friends to strangers to friends, angst, relationship study, budding relationship, alternating POV, one-shot, status: completed

[fanficrocks]

Chapters: 3/3 Fandom: Lewis (TV) Rating: Teen And Up Audiences Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply Relationships: James Hathaway/Robert Lewis Characters: Robert Lewis, James Hathaway Additional Tags: Not Canon Compliant, robbie lewis is a softie, canon divergent after early S7, Episode: s07e01-02 Down Among the Fearful Parts 1-2, Episode: s02e03 Life Born of Fire, Friendship/Love, Canon divergent starting with Ramblin’ Boy Summary:

In which: 1. James is James as usual - convinced his love is unrequited and that nothing good that crosses his path will remain 2. Robbie is far from oblivious, but is overburdened by conscience (to say nothing about underestimating himself) 3. A near-death experience forces a rethink... on both sides

How does that work out for them?

[esculentevil]

Evil’s Greenwood Headcanons (#2): (Filosnell) Brush Brush

((This is a short story involving my Silvan/Mirkwood guard OMC, Mallosnell, bonding with Fili who’s also now bonding with some of the forest’s calves while visiting from Erebor. TL; DR. This’s really just to build his character/backstory, their relationship, and flesh out my Mirkwood.))

☆ﾟ.*･｡ﾟ☆ﾟ.*･｡ﾟ☆ﾟ.*･｡ﾟ☆🗝️AO3/Pillowfort🌱☆ﾟ.*･｡ﾟ☆ﾟ.*･｡ﾟ☆ﾟ.*･｡ﾟ☆

“Who’s your friend?”

The guard freezes like a deer under fire and Fili wonders, for a moment, if he, too, rides one--like his king rides an elk. The prince brushes that thought aside as wide, golden eyes turn to stare at him, still a bit spooked, before the tanned elf clears his throat and gestures a deceptively delicate hand at the hairy calf sniffing at his surprisingly armorless torso, “This Katar. She is... woodland cow.”

The elf’s broken Common Speech brings a smile to Fili’s face (he finds it cute, endearing even, and enjoys helping the guard find the right words when he can), “Woodland cow? I didn’t know such a thing existed;” he eyes her tawny colored body and reaches out to touch it, happy when she seems more disturbed by their conversation disrupting her brushing than his fingers, “Why the long hair?”

He imagines it gets very dirty and tangled in the woods, like his and his family’s back when they were trekking through it... He mindlessly combs his thick fingers through the raggedy mane the small animal possess and laughs when she shifts closer to him in a silent bid for him to continue. He does, leaning over just a bit (the guard simply sits, cross-legged on a thick but seemingly hallowed-out log, having been too tall to comfortably reach the calf otherwise) and smiling at her.

The elf watches them silently (always silent, these tall things).

Finally, he turns his attention to him and, suddenly, he speaks--and Fili wonders, somewhat embarrassedly, if the elf had just been respectfully waiting for this. “Uinnarn*.” The soft, Elvish lettering flows over Fili’s ears as much as his head. He blinks owlishly at the guard, conveying his confusion, but waits patiently (himself) as the elf tries to translate what he means into Westron. “It is... Tale... of Creatures. Their story... collection? Ai!” The last bit is more of a frustrated sound than a real word and Fili nods at it, grinning down his want to chuckle, and keeps petting/combing his fingers through the contented calf’s mane. “How... they inter... interact!” The elf snaps his fingers, golden eyes glimmering like the mounds in Erebor’s treasure room, and Fili finds himself enjoying that: the joy and triumph on that ethereal face.

It suits him.

“With each other. The seeds and nuts and... spores of other uin--creatures--collect on this long fur and get carried farther than if not.” The guard gently pats aforementioned hair and smiles as the calf nudges his chest again for the brush. “Also easier for small animals and birds to hold.” Tan hands resume their task--on the other side of where Fili’s are--and Katar makes a loud, happy sound.

The guard of Mirkwood that completely disarmed Fili when they first met laughs.

And Fili doesn’t think he’s heard a more lovely sound.

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*I threw “creatures” and “spoken (not sung) tale/saga” together in the hopes it works as ecology.

[drama-glob]

Day 1 of Fizzarozzie Week

Quite the Sight

Ozzie has a surprise for Fizz, but the imp doesn’t know why the king is being so nice to him.

Here’s the link to AO3: https://archiveofourown.org/works/43989657

(I’ve never done a writing event before, so excited to see how it turns out ^_^).

@gimme-a-thrust and @pastaprincess Here’s the tag as promised. :) Hope you like it and thanks for all the stuff you’ve written. ^_^

[bigcatbulges]

Source - IG119

(Artist's Patreon and Fanbox)

[lazylittledragon]

ok i swear i'm not going to talk about my breakup forever but the thing that just keeps bothering me:

i know that not getting what you need in a relationship is a COMPLETELY valid reason to end it but also. i feel like having a very vulnerable moment where i opened up about my struggles with intimacy and being relieved that i didn't have to keep doing things i wasn't comfortable with, then being dumped a YEAR later because of my lack of intimacy. is something i should be allowed to be very hurt by???

[dykedvonte]

Curly not immediately punishing Jimmy for assaulting Anya is something I don’t think a lot of people are viewing in the complex context for Curly as the superior to both of them and closest confidante they had.

Like I am in no way saying he didn’t under react or fail Anya by not being harsh or direct with Jimmy but it really is the case that he really couldn’t. Imagine being stuck in such a confined space with very little areas to genuinely hold someone if they commit a crime. It’s not like this was an event that occurred before they departed or that they have easy communication with The Pony Express to ask for how to proceed when something like this arises. Not to mention, Jimmy’s relative power in relation to Anya as the co-pilot and second in command, he has the knowledge and access to do something to her had Curly directly punished him in this setting.

They were also Curly’s friends. It’s not just the case of him mediating something between his subordinates but people he is personally invested in don’t want to see spiral further in Anya’s case while also not wanting believe his friend go that bad in Jimmy’s actions. They were both suicidal and Curly putting Jimmy’s stability first is both out of bias but also the fact he’s aware at some level Jimmy is a danger to himself and others if not constantly placated. Combined with the fact he was in denial or just not piecing together what Anya said it’s hard to say what he buying time for and what he had treat as urgent. This isn’t even saying he doesn’t care about Anya but he’s not going jump to the worst conclusions about his friends even if part of him acknowledges the evidence saying so. It’s a complicated thing but he’s still human and needed to process it on top of trying to keep a ship that already took on a lot of water from further sinking, metaphorically.

I just personally think that while Curly failed Anya, it was a scenario where there wasn’t much he could do to the best thing by her safely and like Jimmy, we are underestimating what a good leader would do in a very fragile and tense situation like he was in. By the time he may have been ready and had a plan, things were much too late.

[treasureplcnet]

inverness here they come!!!!

[nonsenseexistence]

It gave me the vibes, so I had to do something about it.

[idorukiss]

Heres a sorta drabble/headcanon kinda thing of how I picture MC's relationship with Zayne could develop~ I'm not much of a writer but i very much plan to do ones for the other boys as well because the brainrot has consumed me, so please enjoy~ 1,039 words || You can also read it on ao3 ‧͙⁺˚･༓･˚⁺‧͙⁺˚･༓･˚⁺‧͙⁺˚･༓･˚⁺‧͙⁺˚･༓･˚⁺‧͙⁺˚･༓･˚⁺‧͙

Xavier ・ Rafayel ・ Sylus

You are without a doubt the reason for Zayne's existence and his driving force all through school into becoming a Cardiac Surgeon. And all of that lead up to him finally becoming your personal doctor, everything he studied for is so he can finally fulfill his purpose to help you and your heart

At first, Zayne puts up a wall between you guys- trying his best to keep things as strictly professional as possible. Seeing your face in person again only brought back all the feelings he's boxed away and then some, and he was scared it would somehow come in the way of your treatment.

But he can't hold himself back for long, especially after you find yourself seeing him outside of the hospital more and more often. Going from quick hellos in passing, to checking out new Cafe menu items together, to even showing up at his place unannounced to make sure he isn't working on his day off. Somehow you've worked yourself into his daily life without any effort and everything just feels like that's how it was always meant to be

Of course your own feelings start to develop too, you aren't even sure when they first appeared. Could you have felt this way when you were both kids and didn't realize it till now? Or is it a result of getting closer and seeing so many different sides to him lately?? It all happened so naturally you almost didn't notice it at first until you sat there staring at his profile in the car one night in content silence and it clicked. You love this man with every fiber of your being

Nobody made any moves for the longest time, any plans you guys had made together were seemingly still platonic- much to the groans of those around you who were very aware about both sets of feelings. One night as he is walking you to your apartment door after spending the day together, you mention something coming up- Maybe its another Twinkle Toy's event, or even just a new movie coming out that you are dying to see. But he smiles as he listens to you excitedly talk about it, obviously deciding in that moment he was taking you to it no matter what

"So what time does it start?" "I think the site said 8pm" "Alright then, I'll pick you up at 5pm. Does that work for you?" "Why 5? We don't need to be the first ones to show up you know" He smiles at you "Well I figured it was only right to take you out to dinner first if we were going to be out that late. We don't have to if you don't want to though-" "No, dinner sounds great" you say with the biggest grin "Its a date then" he responds as he lifts up your hand pressing a gentle kiss on it before walking back to the elevator leaving you stunned

Did he just call it a date?! You spend the foreseeable future with your head in the clouds, practically floating with excitement for the date- which goes amazingly once it approaches. It's just like every other time you guys have hung out, but also nothing like it at the same time. He helps you in and out of his car and offers his arm to you while you walk side by side. Every little action he does is seen in a new light. There is no way you could ignore the flips your heart does every time you see his absolutely smitten face- not even aware of your own equally smitten look in return

And any plans from now on have all become official dates as well, with him treating you like an absolute princess the entire time. He never takes that next step forward though, only going as far as holding hands and gazing lovingly at everything you do. It looks like you have to be the one to initiate anything more at this rate

Once again he walks you to your apartment door, and he lingers just a moment before he turns back around and you grab his arm in that moment. Stammering a bit before giving a determined sigh and placing a quick kiss on his cheek. Out of sheer embarrassment you tried to enter your apartment quickly, but its your turn to get stopped. And this time its with his lips crashing onto yours. It was brief, way too brief, but absolutely electric- he apologizes and you shush him and give him the goofiest in love smile before you part ways for the night

Zayne is constantly in battle with himself as to not move too quickly or do anything that you might not be ready for. He usually lets you make the first move, or tests the waters in a way where you can take the lead in whichever direction you are most comfortable. And without a doubt, like with the first kiss you guys shared, as soon as you show him that you are okay with something he won’t hold back (of course always asking permission the next time)

Brief pecks goodnight, turn into deeper kisses in the car before you get out. He grabs your hand every chance he is able to as if its second nature to have your fingers linked between his at any given moment. You only had to invite him inside once at the end of a date before it was a given that after every subsequent date you would spend some time on the couch cuddling and making out before he went back home

Even when things started getting more intimate between you, he always made sure you were the one making the first move and continued with caution- always getting your consent before doing anything. It was touching knowing he cared so much about you, but sometimes you wished he would just stop holding back and have his way. There's nothing he could do that you would say no to at this point, you love and trust him with your entire being

You wouldn't change anything between you guys. You are Zayne's entire world, and he has easily become yours as well

[sae-mian]

--gesture,

[idorukiss]

Heres a sorta drabble/headcanon of sorts of how I picture MC's relationship with Sylus would devleop~ I'm not much of a writer but the brainrot is real and ive made similar ones for the other boys too!

1,035 words || You can also read it on ao3

‧͙⁺˚･༓･˚⁺‧͙⁺˚･༓･˚⁺‧͙⁺˚･༓･˚⁺‧͙⁺˚･༓･˚⁺‧͙⁺˚･༓･˚⁺‧͙ Xavier ・ Zayne ・ Rafayel

Sylus is always prepared for any and every situation that could happen when he works, In all his time reigning over the N109 zone there hasn't been a single thing or person that hasn’t been accounted for to some degree- that was until you showed up at least. Like a black cat, you seemed to bring unexpected chaos wherever you stepped.

Of course he couldn’t help but do everything he can to keep you by his side, not only to be a formidable ally but simply cause he finds you as a whole fascinating. What kind of things will you say next? How will you get out of this situation? It’s like a game to him, one that he can’t predict or brute force the ending to.

While the two of you didn't get off on the best foot at the start, he proved himself very trusting and that he cared for your well being fairly easily. Sure he would take chances to tease you for the littlest things- even creating various situations just to see your reaction to them, but he still honestly responded to your every question and kept you as best in the loop for things as he was able.

It was strange yet nice to have someone like him by your side, someone so strong and confident that you could trust to cover your back and seemingly trusted you as much to cover his in return. It was a dynamic you weren’t that used to yet, sure you had your fellow hunters but no matter how much you fought alongside any of them you just couldn’t find yourself fully trusting in their abilities like this.

The more he got to know you the more he found himself thinking about you and the things you like. Often swiping his card first and thinking later any time your face flashed in his mind when perusing wares. He wonders how long it will take you to realize he keeps all of his estates fully stocked with presents and everything you might need in the event you show up to any of them.

“Sylus? Why are you calling me so early??” “Check your door kitten, you should have a package waiting for you” “Don't tell me its another gun, I keep telling you I can't use these outside of the N109 zone” he chuckles deeply “Well I could get you a gun too if you really want one. But no, it's something different this time” Curiously you grab the box and start to open it “...A teddy bear?” “Do you not like it? I figured it could add to your growing plush collection.” You let out a small giggle “That's so sweet of you. But you didn't have to send it to me right away, you could've left it in my room for the next time I came by like usual.” his voice is soft, almost whispering into your ear “I couldn't wait to give it to you is all. Wont you accept my gift?” Your heart pounds “I love it, thank you. Ill be sure to sleep with it every night!” your face is beaming, he cant see it through the phone but he can surely hear it in your voice.

Any time you find yourself without missions long enough to justify the trip, you spend it in the N109 zone with him. You told yourself at first it was just to keep an eye on him and see if you can catch any weaknesses, but you were secretly excited to be spending time with him even if it was just sitting in content silence together while he worked. And despite his unchanging face, Sylus might’ve looked forward to each of your visits even more than you.

It wasn’t out of the ordinary to accompany him to various events and gatherings, and it was surely strictly for business at first. Now though? It’s hard to tell. Not that you mind either way, it just felt nice to have his arm around you and being doted on throughout the night. When people inquired about who you were, he would usually refer to you as his woman in a more joking way at first, but your heart couldn't help but flip the first time he said it more genuinely. While looking right at you with a smile.

One very late night after attending a party, you couldn't help but doze off in the car on the way back to his place. It was much later in the night than you are typically used to, you don’t know how he can function at this time of night most days. You can’t help but let your mind wander and picture what day to day life with him would be like if you just never went back home.- If you stayed by his side for the rest of time.

He gently carries you inside, but instead of going all of the way to your dedicated room he brings you with him into his. There's no nefarious plans, he just simply wants to have you by his side longer and has wished to wake up to your face for far too long. A faint hum stirs you from your dreams as you are being gently placed onto the comfort of his mattress. A small kiss pressed to the top of your head as the blankets pulled over you before he quietly climbs in beside you.

Did you even wake up in the first place? Even if it was still a dream it meant everything to you, and you reach an arm out pulling yourself close to him and nuzzling into his side. Your eyes flutter closed once more enjoying his warmth as he quietly chuckles to himself and wraps an arm around you in return, falling into a blissful sleep of his own. Neither of you would give up this moment for the world, you were meant to be in each other’s arms just like this for eternity.

He would kill for you, and you would live for him. Nothing anyone could do would predict your love for one another, and you'll continue to defy fate to be with him