#gladmoon day

[aurantia-ignis]

Picnic in Paldea

[azureasterart]

[silvallycolor]

Yes. Keep thinking of your boyfriend

[sad-goomy]

Tide Pools

Wreckage

She reminds him exactly why she’s going through with this when she mumbles, “So I’ll swim around, inevitably find nothing, and then I’ll never see you again.”

Sun holds up a hand in a mockery of a salute. “You have my word.”

“Then I might as well have nothing.”

Read the rest on Ao3

[snowrobin-133]

Masterlist!!

Hello!! I finally made a masterlist lol. This took a lot of time but I did it! These won’t be in any specific order and I’ll be putting which characters are in the fic next to the name! This is also just a masterlist for all my writing! I’m putting it under read more just to prevent clutter lol. I will update it at least once a month!

Request rules

Twisted Wonderland

Vil x Jack HCs

Malleus and Lilia as Dads HC

Sebek and Silver as Dads HC

Rook as a Dad HC

Leech Twins Jealousy HCs

Jade and Floyd Leech Bonding HCs

Beast Tamer MC HCs (Dorm Leaders)

MC Lost in the Woods HC (Ace, Deuce, Sebek)

Inviting MC to Ball HCs (Dorm Leaders)

Rejected Crush Comfort HCs (Malleus, Ruggie, Azul, Riddle)

Amusement Park Fun HCs (first years)

MC Stays in TWST HCs (Ace, Leona, Jack, Malleus)

Heartslabyul Kitty Mayhem! HCs (Heartslabyul)

Smoker MC HCs (Dorm Leaders)

Cursed MC HCs (Dorm Leaders)

Kazuha!MC HCs (Dorm Leaders)

Insidious Reader with Strong Magic HCs (Dorm Leaders)

Insidious Martial Arts Master!Reader HCs (Dorm Leaders)

Octavinelle Present HCs (Octavinelle)

Malleus's Sister! (Scenario) (Diasomnia)

S/O Has a Nightmare (Scenario) (Riddle, Epel, Azul, and Silver)

Thunder Bond (Scenario) (Pomefiore)

Silver’s Destiny (Scenario) (Silver)

Soul Mates (Jamil x MC)

Your Greatest Wish

Pokemon (Many of these I’m planning to rewrite or completely scrap so you’re free to read them but uh pls don’t TvT)

The Selection (Pokemon SuMo cast) - [1] [2 (Ao3)]

The Dark Side of Aether (Pokemon SuMo Cast) - Prologue/Summary

It’s Yours Now (Moon, Gladion, Lillie, Hau)

I Want a Hug! (Moon x Gladion)

Lona Angst (Gladion x Moon, Hau, Lillie)

Ninja Stars (Pokemon SuMo Cast) - (On Ao3)

Champion Goes to School (Pokemon SuMo Cast) - [1] [2]

Lonashipping Week (2018) - [Day 2] [Day 3] [Day 4] [Day 5] [Day 6]

Lonashipping Week (2019) - [Day 1] [Day 2] [Day 3] [Day 4] [Day 5] [Day 6]

GladMoon Week (2020) - [Day 3]

Ikemen Revolution (Many of these do not have titles and I am sorry for that ;;w;;) (Also be aware that some of these do not have proper warning labels, I will try to edit as many of them but in case I miss any, pls do tell me!)

Zero’s Child Angst (Zero x Alice)

Fairies In Cradle (Zero x Sona(Echo)) - [1] [2] (angst)

Lancelot Angst (Lancelot x Alice)

Jonah Angst (Jonah x Alice)

Soulmates of Two Worlds (Ray x Sona(Snow))

Sirius Angst Prompt (Sirius x Alice)

Sirius Child Angst (Sirius x Alice)

Fenrir Angst (Fenrir x Alice) (Angst)

Controlled Alice (Fenrir x Alice) (Angst)

Wizard Alice HCs (Ray, Luka, Fenrir, Lancelot, Kyle, Zero)

Wizard Alice HCs 2 (Sirius, Seth, Jonah)

Mikasa (AOT) Alice HCs (Ray, Sirius, Lancelot, Edgar)

Rejecting the BA's Proposal HCs (Black Army) (Red Army)

MC That Hides Her Smile HCs (Luka, Fenrir, Lancelot, Edgar)

Selectively Mute MC HCs (Seth, Zero, Harr, Dalim)

Dalim & Dean Relationship HCs

Very Shy & Quiet MC HCs (Dalim)

Scarred MC HCs (Luka, Jonah, Edgar)

Stopping their S/O from Crying HCs (Black Army)

Chubby MC HCs (Lancelot, Jonah, Fenrir, Oliver)

Ikemen Sengoku

Happy Birthday Ieyasu! (Ieyasu x Mai)

A Silent Vow to the Heavens (Ieyasu x Mai) (Angst)

A Blessing from the Heavens (Ieyasu’s kid (Hayate)) - [1]

Gunpowder (Mitsuhide x Mai) (Angst)

Trust in Love (Hideyoshi x Reader)

No Alcohol Tolerance MC! HCs (Masamune, Shingen)

Cuddling w/ Polymorous Shingen & Kenshin HCs

Genshin Impact

Childhoods (Childe x Mercenary!Reader) (A bit angsty)

A Happy Ending Yet to Happen (Xiao x Reader) (Slight Angst)

Original Novels (On Webnovel)

The Reaper’s Heir (On Hiatus) 

[artpharos]

“Happy birthday Mr. President.” with gladmoon please?

The tie looked awkward on him. 

Gladion frowned, fingers tugging at his collar as he glanced at himself in the mirror. The man that looked back was unfamiliar to him. A crisp suit of dull gray, his wild-cut hair combed out of his eyes. He looked responsible. Grown-up. Nothing like the 14-year old boy he still felt like, when he watched his mother disappear into a wormhole. 

Four years and he’d hoped. Prayed that one day the feeling would fade, that his shoulders would one day be broad enough for the suit he was supposed to wear. The title that was shoved onto him, because his mother was away in Kanto and could barely recognize her own children. A title that was both restrictive and terrifying. That now was his to take, since he was finally a legal adult. 

But time had passed and here he was now, in front of his mirror. Time had only gotten rid of the certainty he once had, when his goal was simple and absolute, to stop his mother. Replaced it with vague fears and responsibilities that he tried to shoulder but sometimes felt far too vast for him to contemplate. 

“Young Master?”

Wicke was outside his room, her knuckles rapping a familiar pattern against the door. “The board is in the meeting room. You shouldn’t keep them waiting.”

Waiting, for what? Gladion thought mirthlessly. For the title to be official, like a noose around his neck? It wasn’t too late for him to break free, like he once did, out of this place- out of everything that was tying him down. But if he did… where did that leave him? Where did he leave Aether?

“I’ll be there,” he called back, swallowing the stone in his throat.

“Alright,” Wicke’s voice echoed back. Uncertain, but reassuring.  

He sighed. Took another glance at the man in the mirror. The pokeballs on his belt stood out like a sore thumb, and no matter how nicely combed it was, his hair was jagged and rough. He looked nothing like his mother, or his grandfather. He wasn’t polished or fit or ready for this-

Another knock on his door. 

“I said I’ll be there, Wicke,” he said, voice rising.

There was a pause. Then, a soft, familiar voice echoed through the wood. 

“I’m not Wicke.”

Gladion’s stomach lurched. For a brief moment, he considered not responding, hoping that she’d leave and not see him like this. But the thought of leaving her waiting outside his door, when she obviously came to see him-

With a soft curse, he tugged the door open, and Moon, Champion of Alola, stood nonchalantly in front of him, arms crossed and an arched brow waiting for him. Four years of friendship, and he was still unable to keep his heart from jumping at the sight of her, the knots in his gut slowly unwinding as he breathed in her steady presence. 

“You shouldn’t be here,” he began. 

“Neither should you,” she said. “I bumped into Wicke on the way here. She seemed flustered. So do you.” She paused, her gaze travelling down the length of his body before returning to his face. “Nice suit, by the way.”

He should have felt embarrassed or angry or humiliated or something. But instead, all he could say was, “No, it isn’t.”

Moon frowned. 

Gladion sighed. Then, like he did only for her, he let her in. 

Moon said nothing as she was ushered through the door, casting a glance over his room. With a start, Gladion realized that were it any other situation, he might have been mortified at the idea of Moon in his room. But that brief sensation passed when Moon’s serious, gray eyes rested on him once more. 

“You know, people usually are happier on their birthday.”

“People also usually don’t have a lifetime of responsibilities shoved onto them on their birthday,” Gladion bit out. 

A flicker of understanding lit on Moon’s face. All at once, Gladion felt like he was 14 again, his inner turmoil exposed to this girl that was almost a complete stranger. Shame bubbled in his chest, and he broke her gaze. It wasn’t fair to Moon- not when she had bore the responsibility for the safety of all Alola ever since she was 12. 

“Sorry,” he breathed out. “It’s not something you should worry about.”

Moon chewed her lip. Slowly, she said, “It is, when you’re my friend.”

Gladion didn’t resist when she tugged him towards a nearby chair and all but ordered him to sit. She sat on the edge of his bed, legs crossed and head cradled by her hands, her gray eyes piercing as she regarded him.

“What’s wrong?”

Gladion debated deflecting. Ordering Moon out of his room. But this was Moon. His confidant. His friend. With a deep sigh, he said, “I’m not ready for this.”

“This?”

“Being president. Being responsible for all of Aether, being stuck here for the rest of my life- all of this!” He gestured around the room, at the stark white walls and the caged windows. “When I was growing up, this was my prison, Moon. How could I ever want to be here? When the rest of the world is out there?”

Moon frowned. If his yelling otherwise perturbed her, she didn’t show it. Instead, she sat back, studying him with those calm gray eyes. 

“Then… why don’t you leave?” she asked. 

He stiffened. “I can’t. Aether Foundation was dragged through the mud because of Lusamine’s insane decisions. The good it was meant to do was tainted, and everything my family wanted to build, a safe place for Pokemon…” He shook his head. “I couldn’t leave it like this. Can’t leave it like this.”

“Can’t, or won’t?”

Moon’s voice was quiet, but sharp. Gladion lifted his head, found himself staring into the depths of her gray eyes. 

“What- what are you talking about?” he snarled. “Do you think I want to be here? To wear this suit, looking like my mother’s doll?”

Moon took in a deep breath, inhaling and exhaling. Her eyes never left his. In spite of his words, she didn’t falter when she reached out and grasped his hand in hers. She ran a thumb over his knuckles, her touch calming him. Soothing him.

“Then… leave.”

Her words were electric. Her voice serious, the look on her face tense. She meant it, meant it with every fiber of her being.

Gladion stared. “What?”

She frowned, her hand resting on his like a lead weight. “If you really don’t want to be here,” she said softly, “you can leave. You’ve done so much for Aether already- Alola respects what you and everyone else here has created. Nobody will fault you for steppng down. If you really want to leave, if this place really is your prison, well…” She quirked a smile. “You’ve escaped from here before, haven’t you?”

He swallowed. What she said echoed the words he’d been thinking, but when Moon said it- with guileless, unjudging eyes and the calm confidence she always carried about her… He’d toyed with the thought of leaving Aether, but if it was really a possibility-

He hesitated.

Moon nodded. “That’s not what you’re really afraid of, is it?” she asked quietly. 

Slowly, Gladion breathed. Searched the tumultuous thoughts that now calmed at her voice. “I don’t want to be my mother,” he admitted. “Lusamine- she destroyed my grandfather’s dream. And… what if I’ll be the next one? I don’t know anything about being a President-”

“But you do know about caring for Pokemon.” Moon’s other hand now rested on top of his, her eyes intense as she looked into him. “Gladion, you’re… one of the most caring, most stubborn, most reckless people I know. You went up against the world in order to stop your mother. Why should a bunch of old fogeys sitting at a table scare you, when you know what you want Aether to be?”

Realization seeped in like a trickle of water, soft and clear to his thoughts. Still, stubbornly, Gladion jutted his chin and muttered, “Do I?”

Moon arched an eyebrow in response. “Do you?”

He bit his tongue. Resisted the urge to say it, lest it didn’t become true. 

Then a gentle knock rapped on his door, dragging the world back in focus.

“Gladion, it’s been fifteen minutes since the meeting started,” Wicke’s worried voice began.

“I’m coming!” Gladion called back. He glanced back at Moon, at their intertwined hands. 

She smiled, soft and sweet. “Go on then,” she said. “Oh, and one more thing.”

“What?”

She leaned forward before he could stop her, her lips touching his in a soft, chaste kiss. He scarcely could register what had happened before she was back on her seat, a wicked, knowing smile on her face. 

“Happy birthday, Mr President." 

Gladion flushed. He wasn’t sure what to make of what just happened, didn’t know why his heart was bursting and flying all at once. Didn’t know why Moon’s happy, believing smile made it feel like he could take on the world all over again.

"Gladion!" 

"Alright, alright!” He rose from his chair, barely caring about how his tie was probably askew and his suit was probably rumpled from how he’d been sitting on it wrong. 

He ran a hand through his hair, tried to calm himself before opening the door. 

And when he glanced back, back towards Moon, he knew nothing was going to stop him.

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It could not be said that Gladion was a conventional president. He was never focused on the appearances of being a President, choosing to focus all his efforts into building Aether Paradise. Going out onto the ground to study Pokemon, to spread the word of conservation for the ares that needed it most. He built Aether Foundation back up from the brink through force of will alone, some said, driven by a dedication to cause that he honestly believed in. 

A place for the Pokemon he so loved to be safe.

Aether was his home, not his prison. Something he made anew, brought joy to, instead of tying him down to pain. It grew to be a place of many, many happy memories. People and Pokemon, living together side by side. 

And sometimes, he would smile underneath the trees in the conservation area, laughing as Moon kissed him senseless once more.

[pkmntrashcan]

(In) Love [Gladion x Moon]

Gladmoon Week | Day 6 | Cornflower | Unrequited Love

[AO3]

Eventually they assumed they would get used to the press. Used to the interviews. Used to the public always trying to pry their way in.

Smile here, play coy there, never give them what they actually want.

It was easier at 11 and 13 where questions were mostly about their rising jobs so to speak. How it felt to be Champion. How it felt to be President. How they planned on helping Alola.

A big question to ask a child, but one that was thrown at them all the same.

At 19, however, Moon realized the media got more difficult to navigate. With positions steadily under their belts, the Alolan press no longer cared about her Championship or about Aether (Gladion had done a fine job bringing the company back to prosperity years ago). And instead Moon realized that Alolan media was seeking something new, something exciting, something more personal.

The questions of love and scandalous relationships recently had become a hot topic for all of the Trial Captains and if Moon knew any better, she could assume she would be the next to be hunted.

But when Gladion told her he had an interview about Aether’s newest expansion project the last thing she expected was for him to get trapped in infested waters.

“What would you say your relationship with the Champion of Alola is?”

[Continue on AO3]

[yondaimedotorg]

Day 3: Thistle for Lonashipping/GladMoon Week 2019.

[sailor-lunala]

[...]

But one day, Moon will move on. And she will keep skating, keep spinning - because the world keeps turning and all that glitters is gold.

- chapter 21 (for gladmoon day 2022)

but you're a king - and i'm a lionheart.

(on ao3 here!)

isn’t it lovely?

[…]

They wear sparkles, wear short skirts and shining white skates with silver blades. They wear glitter on their cheeks and golden eyeshadow to match the clip tangled in their hair.

They have to wear it all so that people don’t see them bleed.

- chapter 1

Moon is seventeen years old. Moon has everything she’s ever supposed to want - a World Championship gold medal, the role of the favorite going into an Olympic season.

Moon feels like she has everything and nothing at the exact same time. Nothing to gain and everything to lose.

Ice is fragile. And she’s afraid of falling down, down, down.

She’s not the only one.

(on ao3 here!)

—

lonashipping figure skating au, angst with a happy ending. multiple povs, 26 chapters. moon, gladion, lillie, lusamine, dawn/hikari, akari/yunseul, kahili, background/cameo characters.

programs and costumes masterpost here. 

[aurantia-ignis]

Day 7: Free day

I first drafted this piece two whole years ago... for the last day of Lonaweek then. I ended up not finishing on time, and ever since then, I’ve been working on it on and off, before deciding that I have to grit my teeth and finish it this year.

The problem is.... Two years have passed, and I realised that there were so many problems with the piece that I wasn’t happy about ^^; I couldn’t fix the anatomy too much without redrawing the whole thing, and I was running out of time. I’d also not considered the composition enough back then, so there were focal point issues and empty holes. I really considered just abandoning this and redoing the whole thing from scratch.  

In the end, I decided that I wanted to complete this, and save what I could by adding 14 more pokemon in a few days (yes I’m mad). 

Took inspiration from traditional Hawaiian weddings. They’re boarding a double hulled canoe, and Lillie is holding the bottle from their sand ceremony. Location is set on the beach outside Kukui’s house, with Ten Carat Hill in the distance. 

Anyway, happy GladMoon week! Thank you to all who have always supported me and my endeavours in playing with this ship!

[azureasterart]

MUAHAHA MY FRIEND SAID I CAN POST THIS ON HERE

EDIT: MY FRIEND HAS TUMBLR NOW HE'S @/KINGCRIM AND HE'S A JOJO FAN !!

[cindercate]

one day i will make terena finish the irozuku gladmoon au i swear on my grave

[miraimisu]

Lonashipping Week 2020 | A Drop In A Dry, Dry Desert | WEEK’S DIRECTORY

Day 1 | Lush Jungle - Rain/Cooking, Cheap Ramen Packets Day 2 | Haina Desert - Slowburn/Forgotten, Malie In The Rain Day 3 | Wela Volcano Park - Dance/Passion, Water In A Desert Day 4 | Po Town - Danger/Deception, Gracious Pretenses Don’t Make For Gracious Situations Day 5 | Poni Breaker Coast - Mercy/Break, bellyache Day 6 | Seafolk Village: Wander/Freedom, Where The Cicadas Sing Day 7 (1) | Mt Lanakila - Wish/Challenge, Florentine Day 7 (2) | Mt Lanakila - Wish/Challenge, With A Swing Of My Wand

And this would be it for gladmoon day this year! I was super happy to see all the works come up, both fanfics and art were SO good! Please do check out the gladmoon2020 tag to see it all and drop them some love!

Also thank to all of you for the support and the love! It’s been an amazing week to participate in and I really really am looking forward to next lonaweek! Thanks for everything and I’ll see you around! <3

[sad-goomy]

writing updates!

just a peek at the latest writing schedule I’ve loosely drafted in my head, along with previews (nothing especially spoiler-y but if you want gladmoon day to be a surprise or anything look away)

2/22 - 2/28: bederia week

a small collection of snippets from a changeling!Bede AU and the shenanigans that discovering you’re a fae amongst humans (and also in love with your only friend) brings

She holds the fairy floss up to his face, breaking his train of thought as she tilts her head. An impish spark alights her eyes, and she plucks another piece of pink fluff for herself. “It nearly matches your hair.”

“Hardly.” His sneer only brings out another chuckle from her as she pulls the fairy floss closer to her but keeps it tilted towards him.

“Want some?”

“No. It’s pure sugar that rots your teeth.”

“Good.” She pops another piece in her mouth, waggles her eyebrows as she crosses one leg over the other. “Maybe then all my teeth will fall out and I can finally get those dentures I’ve been eyeing.”

mid march?: last chapter of right behind you

sonia and leon finally reunite and we reach that happy ending I promised y’all in part one

It’s fragile. She’s holding him like he’s not quite real. He’s trying not to squeeze too hard because if he does, he gets the feeling it’ll shatter whatever this is.

Something about it almost makes him want to cry.

Instead, he pulls back, feeling sheepish as he scratches the back of his neck. “Hey, Sonia,” he mumbles, and it’s hard not to trip over his own tongue with everything he wants to say to her, “It’s been a while.”

She keeps staring up at him, clearing her throat. Her eyes glance down, and she crosses her arms, suddenly self-conscious. “Yeah, it has.”

3/23 - 3/29: gladmoon day

so by a small landslide, the Royal/Knight AU won! Moon becomes a knight and personal guard to Prince Gladion -- rough first impressions are had, curses are cast, and sexual tension abounds

“Don’t they teach you rich boys anything?”

He balks, doing his best to straighten his silk jacket and face her with dignity, despite being soaked to the bone and nearly getting himself killed just moments before. Gladion looks down his nose at her, as years of royal training have subtly taught him to do, and his voice is tight and clipped as he scoffs, “I’ll have you know I’m translating foreign poetry, composing original music on piano, harp, and violin, and studying the greatest achievements in astronomy of our time.”

Moon raises a brow.

“I meant anything useful.”

hopefully early april: nessa/raihan oneshot

five times Nessa denied having feelings for Raihan and the one time she didn’t (aka these two are somehow both a power couple and a disaster)(aka Raihan stop making dick jokes as a method of flirting, I don’t want to up the rating)

“You’re disgusting,” she mumbles, not nearly enough bite in her tone for her liking, and he’s already leaning over her again with that competitive spark in his eyes.

“You started it.”

“What are you, five?”

“It’s closer to nine.”

He watches with absolute delight as her face slowly morphs from mild confusion to horrified realization, her cheeks coloring as she brings up a hand to swat at his arm. “Raihan!”

[snowrobin-133]

So uh last night I realized that I forgot about Gladmoon week and I am here with my late entries!

Day 1: Rain/Cooking

Day 2: Slow burn/Forgotten

Day 3's entry will be up tomorrow! Hope you guys like these tho!

[artpharos]

Lamplight

Gladmoon Day 5: Yarrow

Summary: Moon comes home late, but not to an empty home. AO3 Link Here

It's late when she gets home. Moon sighs in exhaustion as the door closes behind her, her aching body slumping against the wall. She closes her eyes, glad to be surrounded by the blissful dark. But then her arm starts throbbing again, and her shoulders moan from carrying her bag around all day. She moves to set her belongings down, only to pause as she realizes- there's a light on.

It pours through the half-open bedroom door. She glances at the clock- it's nearly one. With a slight frown, she staggers to it, nudges it open...

And there, leaning against the bedpost, her husband snores. There's an open book resting in his hands, and he still has his jacket on. Silvally is curled by his legs, only to wake up at her entrance. It lets out a soft trill before bounding off the bed, and pushing past her into the hall.

And blearily, Gladion wakes. He stifles a yawn, one hand moving to cover his mouth until he realizes what's in his hands, and ends up almost hitting himself with the book.

She giggles. Despite how long the day was, despite her aching body, she smiles when his gaze meets her own.

"I told you not to wait up," she chides, leaning against the door frame.

"You expected me to listen?" he asks. His eyebrows are caught in a perpetual frown, and his voice is gruff and sour, but she catches the slight upturn of his mouth.

She shrugs. "A girl can hope."

He snorts and puts his book down. He doesn't say or do anything else, but she can see the warm invitation in his eyes.

She slips the bagpack off her shoulders and approaches him, like she has hundreds of times before. He's a welcome sight for sore eyes- even with his messy hair, and his ridiculous insistence to wear only black (and sometimes dark red), even to bed.

His hands are on her before she even sits- pressing into her shoulders, rubbing hard into the small of her back. She closes her eyes, leaning into his touch. "You're stiff," he mutters in her ear.

"It's been a long day. There was a rampaging Metang at Hokulani."

"And Nanu was nowhere in sight, as usual."

"As usual." Moon smiles, turning to face her husband. "How was yours?"

Gladion shrugged. "A Jigglypuff slapped me," he says, as if that's the most normal thing in the world.

"Poor dear. They didn't hurt you, I hope?" She shifts and reaches for his face, tracing the edge of his chiseled jaw. He leans into her caress, and his smile is enough to chase the rest of her aches and pains away.

"You could kiss it to make it all better."

She laughs. "You sneaky devil."

He smirks, the same way he's always done since they were fifteen. With a giggle, Moon kisses him. His lips are warm, tender as they capture her own. His green eyes hold her fast, promising her the world and so much more.

She wants nothing more than to collapse into Gladion's arms. But her bagpack still lies at the door, and she can still smell the mud and rain she had to slog through the whole day. With a sigh, she pulls away and moves to stand-

Then his arms are around her, holding her in place. She moves to protest, but then he rests his head on her shoulder, and she stills. The long strands of his hair brush against her neck, and his fingers have intertwined themselves with her own. She hears his heartbeat, mingled with his soft breath, and the scent of him fills her nostrils.

It never grows old, no matter how long, and how many times he's held her like this.

"Don't go," he mutters, half-asleep, it sounds like. "I just got you back."

"I haven't bathed," she points out in return.

"I don't care."

"The bedsheets will be dirty."

"I'll wash them tomorrow."

"You'll be sleeping next to stinky ol' me all night long."

He snorts, voice warm against her ear. "Moon?"

"Yeah?"

"It's too late to argue."

If she was awake, she'd roll her eyes and probably say something about him being so blasé. But it is late, and she is tired, and Gladion feels so warm to snuggle into. With a soft sigh, she leans into him, whatever plans she had be damned.

She feels his smile against her cheek. Then he tugs her down, into bed- onto soft, soft pillows and the fluffiest mattress she remembers.

But besides the pillow, besides the mattress- there's Gladion, arms holding her securely, keeping her warm. A shield against the world she's too tired to face right now.

He presses a kiss into the back of her neck. "Sweet dreams, Moon."

She mumbles something, too exhausted- too comfortable- to formulate a reply. His chuckle is soft as he reaches over to the lamp and switches it off.

She's too far gone to notice. In the darkness, she snuggles into his presence, lets it lead her into sweet oblivion. Gone are her troubles and her worries, her aches and her pains. They're replaced by a warm fluffiness that bubbles from deep within her heart, a lighthearted joy that spreads to the tip of her toes.

She smiles as he holds her close. Nothing else matters.

She's always safe in his arms.