#if you're a bottom and I'm a bottom..... then who's flying this plane?!?!?

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Kinktober Day 13 - Mile High Club - LH44

Lewis Hamilton X Reader

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WC

Y/N POV

Heading to Austin from Monaco was gonna be a long flight but I was glad I wasn't flying alone. When I walk onto Lewis's jet I instantly notice him and Rosco are cuddled on the couch where he instantly spots me making a smile grow on his face.

"Sorry work was hectic," I groan before basically flopping onto Lewis before giving him a quick kiss and showering Rosco with some love since I had seen him since I left early this morning for work.

"You're all good love. We don't take off for another 30 minutes but I wanted to make sure Rosco was settled before the plane took off so we got here early," Lewis explains making me nod my head before getting comfortable and cuddling with my husband of three years.

As everything finishes up on the plane our pilot enters on making not Lewis and I sit up properly to shake his hand and exchange simple greetings before he made his way into the cockpit where he closed the door behind him where we heard a soft click sound letting us know he had clocked the door completely, giving Lewis and I privacy.

We have had the same pilot for years so it wasn't uncommon for him to just leave it open but it was nice feeling like it was just Lewis and I after the long day I had just had.

As the plane starts to take off Lewis and I make our way to the bed that's in the back of the plane so we can lay down and hopefully get some sleep. Rosco continued to sleep on the couch side eying us when we made too much noise getting off the couch.

When we get into the room I instantly changed into a more comfortable outfit knowing I didn't want to sleep in my work clothes. When I crawl into bed I found Lewis lying in a pair of sweats having disregarded his shirt before climbing in. I settled into in being pulled close to Lewis where I rested my head on one of his arms while the other wrapped around my waist keeping me close to him.

"Tell me about your day love," Lewis whispers breaking the silence but keeping his volume down to keep it a relaxed environment still.

"I'm convinved my boss would actually commit arson if I quit. I'm not even trying to be cocky but the way he acts when I leave for more than a few days is like a child who doesn't wanna see their parents leave for vacation. He was like spazzing that something would go wrong while I was gone as if I wasn't still gonna be working remotely," I softly explain making Lewis roll his eyes at the boss he knows is extremely incompetent.

"Why don't you just leave?" Lewis questions making me laugh softly and shake my head. It had been a topic of conversation for a while and while I knew we would be living completely comfortable it felt weird not being able to contribute to anything.

"Lew, it feels wrong. I like being able to have my own money and not need to ask you to send me money when I need to get groceries or I want to buy new makeup," I whisper back making Lewis groan hoping that today would be the day I finally quit.

We fall back into a comfortable silence for a little while before Lewis places a soft kiss on my cheek that he quickly started trailing to my lips where he climbed on top of me.

"Lewis, are you sure?" I pull back slightly to make sure this was the road he wanted to take.

While this was far from the first time we had hooked up on one of our long flights it was the first time we would be doing something like this in a while. As we got older we found ourselves hooking up in the plane less and less finding that quickies were just not as good as being able to take our time.

"Yes," Lewis whispers grinding into my waist slightly so I can feel how hard he is getting.

Lewis starts trailing his mouth from my lips down my neck where he starts playing with the bottom of my shirt feeling his hands slip under before they start moving towards my tits.

When he gets to his destination I can feel him leaving wet kisses all over my neck while his fingers start teasing and pinching my nipples.

When he feels like he has teased my nipples enough he removes his hands from under my shirt he pulls my sleep shorts off with ease keeping the black thong I was wearing on knowing I never like to be fully undressed in the plane even if we where about to have sex.

He shuffles his body down slightly where he leaves on long lick on my panty-covered pussy. I could tell I was soaking through my panties simply from the way he moaned from being able to taste me.

"How are you already this wet for me," Lewis teased. I just moan at his words hoping he would speed it up a little.

Lewis just laughed lightly into my pussy making me whine from the vibrations. Lewis finally decided to put me out of my misery but sliding my panties to the side where he licked from my leaking holes to my clit where he pulled it pulled it between his lips and gave it a long suck.

The actions Lewis was taking on my pussy had me trembling in the bed slightly. I hadn't been able to feel Lewis's mouth in a couple weeks which had me instantly wanting to cum even though I wanted to draw this out as long as possible.

"Feels to good," I softly moan trying to keep my volume down knowing it I spoke too loud the pilots would be able to hear us.

"You wanna cum already," Lewis teased as he slips two thick fingers into my hole making me gasp when his fingers grazed my G-spot.

"Lew," I moan knowing I wouldn't be able to get much else out feeling my orgasm start to creep up.

"Cum for me," Lewis whispers before taking my clit back into my mouth and speeding up with fingers in my pussy to making sure he was hitting my G-spot at an impossible speed.

I instantly start cumming all over his fingers and face, but being able to control the loud moan I let out. I instantly have my hands covering my face while Lewis continues to help me ride my orgasm out. When I start coming down from my orgasm I can feel Lewis start to tease my clit with the tip of his cock.

I start whining from the overstimulation of his actions but I can't deny the fact that it feels amazing. When Lewis has collected a good amount of my pussy juice and feels like hsi cock is slick enough I feel him start to slip his cock into my pussy making me moan loudly.

I try my best to keep the volume down but when he starts rocking his hips slightly allowing for his pubes to tickle my clit theres not much I can do too keep the volume down.

"So good," I gasp when his rocking turns into thrusting. I can feel the brutal speed in which he is taking on my pussy making me want to scream at the extreme pleasure but I do my best to keep my volume down.

"Fuck," I moan loudly when he hits my sweet spot over and over again making my legs start to shake slightly.

"Im gonna cum again," I moan before pulling Lewis's neck down do I can kiss him through my next intense orgams.

Lewis adjusted himself slightly hitting me at a new angle but also starting to play with my clit bringing me over the edge and throwing me into one of the most intense orgasms I have had during a quicky.

"Oh god," I moan giving up on trying to keep my volume down loving the feeling far too much.

It's not long until I feel Lewis shudder above me before pushing deep into my pussy and feeling me up with a large load making me moan at the feeling of Lewis's cum filling me up to the brim.

When Lewis finishes cumming he slowly slips out before grabbing a discarded item of clothing and wiping the both of us down.

Once we are both clean enough Lewis lays back down leaving me in a large Mercedes tee and my panties having no energy left to get up and put my shorts back on.

"That was amazing," I whisper while cuddling into Lewis's chest where I lean up slightly and place a soft kiss on his jaw.

"Felt like a horny teen all over again," Lewis joked making me laugh and shake my head slightly.

"While I much prefer being able to take our time and not having to keep the volume down, I can't lie and say that wasn't one of the best orgasms I've had in a long time," I laugh with Lewis after saying.

"Ya, we can have a lot more of those if you would quit that damn job," Lewis jokes making me shake my head.

"I think about it," I whisper knowing I can't keep allowing myself to walked all over at work.

"If I knew making you cum on my private jet would get you to think about leaving that damn job I would have fucked you every time we stepped foot on here," Lewis joked making me softly hit his chest and shake my head.

"I love you," I whisper before allowing sleep to take over. Before I was completely out I heard Lewish whisper I love you too and place a soft kiss on my forehead where he fell asleep until our "layover" where we would refuel before making our final descent to Austin.

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𐚁 - cowgirl!

summary: save a horse, ride... matt

warnings: smut, unprotected sex, that's basically it

word count: 710

author's note: i'm in a different time zone rn + i'm traveling as well so sorry that this one is late too. never trust me when i make a posting schedule lmao

author's note 2: i posted this from a plane

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music blares from the ongoing party downstairs, which you and matt snuck away from. you showed up in matching cowboy and cowgirl costumes. him in a red plaid shirt with the top two buttons undone so his silver chain and horse pendant can peak through. this is paired with blue jeans, and a black cowboy hat with a belt and boots to match.

meanwhile, you're dressed in a matching red plaid shirt, the buttons at the bottom undone so you were able to crop it by tying it up in a knot, denim shorts that show off your ass, and a hat, belt, and boots identical to matt’s.

he's got you pinned against the wall, your legs wrapped around his waist as you feverishly make out. the tension from downstairs had since gotten to be too much, your bodies pressed up against each other as you danced to the music. eventually he had enough which is what led to this moment.

his large hands squeeze the backs of your bare thighs as he holds you against the wall, beginning to kiss and suck the sweet spot on your neck which will for sure leave a mark. your arms wrap tighter around his shoulders as he takes you over to the bed.

neither of you have any idea who's room this is, but it's perfect for right now. the bedroom is dimly lit by a lamp on the bedside table, casting a warm glow on the walls. he gently puts you on the bed, hovering over you as his lips keep grazing over your neck, continuing to mark you up.

you quickly reach for his belt, eagerly undoing the buckle which earns a little laugh from him. he undoes yours as well, slipping them off and throwing them both in a heap on the carpet. your fingers swiftly undo the rest of his shirt buttons but he makes no moves to take it off. he looks really hot though, hovering above you with his shirt undone like that and his chain dangling above you. the way his pink lips are swollen and a little darker from kissing you. and the way his blue eyes gaze down at you from under the cowboy hat.

he removes your shorts in such an impatient way that you're surprised the button didn't just fly off. he switches positions, sitting on the bed and making you straddle him. “i wanna see you ride me, cowgirl.” you immediately comply, reaching down to unbutton and unzip his jeans, pulling those and his boxers down just enough to get to his already hard cock.

you give it a few strokes, spreading the precum that had leaked out before pulling your panties to the side and aligning yourself above him. moans escape both your lips as you slowly sink down onto him, as he fills you perfectly.

he grips your hips tight enough to leave marks behind as he starts guiding you to bounce on his cock. before long, you've taken over and he makes his hands busy elsewhere. he unties your matching shirt and undoes the remaining few buttons, groaning when he sees that you weren't wearing a bra under it. he practically tears it off and takes one of your tits into his mouth, sucking on your nipple as he pulls and teases at the other one.

“oh fuck- matt-” you cry out, the feeling of that mixed with him being so deep inside you almost too much already. “that's it,” matt encourages you, “that's my girl. doing so good at riding me.”

it doesn't take long before you're coming undone on top of him, that familiar snap as your eyes roll back and your lips part as you cry out, your legs shaking slightly around him. he follows close behind, spilling his cum into you as he lets out a loud moan. if it weren't for the loud music and the party going on below you, everyone would hear you two.

he gives you a playful grin, teasingly tipping your cowgirl hat off your head. “hey, maybe we should dress like this more often." he places a gentle kiss on your lips. “my beautiful cowgirl,” he murmurs. “i love you,” you respond. “i love you too.”

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Sky High.

(pilot!harry x airhostess!yn)

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in which, your an airhostess for british airways, and harry’s been a pilot for british airways for the last four years, and your both working on the same a380 to the big apple.

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"So, which lucky city are you off to today?"

Cabin crew had always been a passion of yours since you were a child.

When you were young, you used to adore gazing at the impeccably dressed flight attendants as they moved gracefully through the aisles of the plane. That longing to be among them, to embody the essence of professionalism and hospitality, never wavered, even as you grew older.

So when you turned eighteen, and were fresh out of college, you signed up for flight attendant school and not once have you looked back.

The course took ten weeks and they were the best of your life, because at the end of it, you gained your wings and was ready to fly.

That was when you met Samia, your bestest friend, the two of you were in the same cabin crew training classes and had practically been inseparable ever since, it was a friendship that was made to last.

You and Samia make your way through the bustling terminal of Manchester Airport, where families were executed to finally have a nice holiday that they had waited all year for and people who were solo-travellers ready to embark on a boring old work trip.

With a grin, you respond, "New York, simply feels like forever since I’ve been there.”

Samia feigns a dramatic sigh, her eyes twinkling with mischief. "Ugh, why do you get all the fun flights? I'm just headed to Dublin."

You chuckle at her mock disappointment. "Hey, Dublin's pretty great too!”

She rolls her eyes playfully. "I guess you're right. But next time, I'm definitely snagging that New York flight!"

You nudge her teasingly. "Deal!

As you and Samia continue your leisurely stroll through the bustling terminal of Manchester Airport, she suddenly stops in her tracks, a perplexed expression crossing her face.

"Wait, did you say you're heading to New York?" she asks, a hint of disbelief in her voice.

You nod in confirmation, a smile playing on your lips. "Yeah, I've got a three-day layover there before heading back. Why? What's up?"

Samia's eyes light up mischievously as she leans in closer. "You know who the pilot is, right?"

You shake your head, curious about her sudden intrigue. "No, who is it?"

With a smug look on her face, Samia leans back, relishing the moment before dropping the bombshell.

"Captain Styles," she says, her voice laced with amusement.

Just like that, your eyes widen.

The dim lights of the party cast a warm glow over the room as chatter and laughter filled the air. You stood at the bar, holding an almost empty drink, observing the festivities around you. It was a celebration for the graduating pilots and cabin crew, and the excitement was palpable.

Suddenly, a voice broke through the noise, and you turned to see a handsome young man approaching you. His brunette hair had a slight curl to it, and he wore an open t-shirt with only the bottom buttons done up, showcasing his tattoos along his chest and right arm. He flashed you a charming smile that set your heart racing.

"Hey," he said, his voice smooth and confident. "M’Harry. Can I get you another drink?"

His flirty demeanor caught you off guard, but you couldn't help but be intrigued by his confidence and his striking appearance.

With a smile, you accepted his offer. "Sure, that would be great. Thanks."

As he ordered the drinks, Harry leaned in closer, his playful banter making your heart flutter. "So, what brings you to this party? Celebrating y’graduation as well?"

You nodded, feeling a rush of excitement at his attention. "Yeah, I just finished my cabin crew training. It's been quite the journey."

Harry nodded, his gaze lingering on you. "Well, congratulations. Y’must be excited to start flying high."

You chuckled at his pun, feeling a warmth spreading through you at his flirtatious remarks. "Thanks. And what about you? Are you one of the graduating pilots?"

He grinned, a mischievous glint in his eyes. "Guilty as charged. But tonight, M’more interested in getting to know you."

As the night wore on, the energy of the party only seemed to intensify, fueled by the pulsating rhythm of the music and the electric chemistry between you and Harry.

With each exchange, the attraction between you grew stronger, igniting a fiery passion that neither of you could ignore.

Before you knew it, the party had come to an end, and Harry suggested continuing the festivities at his place. Eager for more time together, you eagerly agreed, your heart racing with anticipation as you made your way to his doorstep.

As Harry fumbled with his keys, his lips found yours in a heated kiss, igniting a firestorm of desire that burned hotter with each passing second. The world around you faded away as you lost yourself in the intoxicating embrace, the hunger for each other driving you forward.

Finally, the door swung open, and Harry pulled you inside, the heat between you reaching a fever pitch. With a sense of urgency, you stumbled into his apartment, the desire to be close to him consuming every fiber of your being.

And as the door closed behind you, the outside world ceased to exist, leaving only the two of you entwined in a passionate embrace, lost in a whirlwind of desire and longing.

As you approach your gate, you come to a halt, a wave of anticipation washing over you. Turning to Samia, you give her a final hug, the warmth of her embrace a soothing balm to your frayed nerves.

"I'll see you soon," you say, your voice tinged with both longing and determination.

Samia returns the hug with equal fervor, her support unwavering.

"Text me when you land, just so i know that you got there safely." she tells you you, her words a comforting reminder of your shared journey and the strength you draw from each other.

"Take care up there, and don't forget to enjoy New York," she says, her voice tinged with a hint of excitement. “You deserve it.”

During the embrace, your gaze drifts past Samia, and that's when you spot him. Captain Styles, striding confidently towards the gate, his navy blue pilot uniform impeccable, a pair of sunglasses shielding his eyes from the fluorescent airport lights.

The women around him stare in awe, admiration evident in their eyes as they admire his striking looks and commanding presence.

As Captain Styles catches your eye amidst the throng of admirers, a smirk tugs at the corners of his lips, sending a shiver down your spine.

You swallow harshly, feeling a sudden rush of nerves at his knowing gaze, his presence commanding attention even in the midst of the bustling airport terminal.

As you bid farewell to Samia and take a step towards the bridge leading to the plane, your heart pounds with a mixture of excitement and nervous anticipation.

Captain Styles stands nearby, engrossed in conversation with the gate control personnel, his commanding presence unmistakable even from a distance.

As you approach the bridge, you catch Captain Styles' eye, and he immediately breaks off his conversation, his gaze fixed on you as he strides towards you with purpose.

"Well, well, well, if it isn't m’favorite cabin crew member," he says with a playful grin, his tone laced with flirtation.

You can't help but return his smile, the familiar spark between you reigniting with each step closer.

Ever since that night you spent together four years ago, the two of you have sort of started an arrangement, when one of you needs the other your there and vice versa.

But your feelings grew above just meaningless hookups.

His as far as you were concerned didn’t.

"Captain Styles, always a pleasure," you reply, your voice tinged with a hint of amusement.

He falls into step beside you, his presence magnetic as he matches your stride.

"So, headed to the Big Apple, are we?" he asks, his eyes twinkling with mischief.

You nod, a surge of excitement coursing through you at the prospect of flying to New York with Captain Styles as your pilot.

"Yep, three days of layover in the city that never sleeps," you say, unable to contain your enthusiasm.

Captain Styles chuckles, his charm on full display as he leans in closer, his voice low and intimate.

"Well, if you need a tour guide while you're there, y’know where t’find me," he says with a wink, his flirtatious demeanor sending a thrill down your spine.

You play along, matching his flirtatious energy with a playful smirk of your own.

"I might just take you up on that offer," you tease, the familiarity between you sparking with every word exchanged.

As you reach the entrance to the bridge, Captain Styles stops, his gaze lingering on you with a mix of intensity and longing.

"Until we meet again, m’cloud member," he says, his voice husky with promise.

You meet his gaze, the unspoken understanding between you hanging heavy in the air.

"Until next time," you reply, your heart racing with anticipation as you step onto the bridge and make your way towards the plane.

Standing at the entrance of the plane, you greet passengers with a warm smile as they board, checking their tickets with practiced efficiency.

Beside you stands Suzie, a petite blonde cabin crew member from France, her cheerful demeanor adding to the welcoming atmosphere of the aircraft.

"Bonjour! Welcome aboard," Suzie chirps in her melodious French accent, her eyes sparkling with genuine hospitality as she assists passengers with their carry-on luggage.

You nod in agreement, echoing her sentiments with a friendly greeting of your own.

"Welcome aboard, ladies and gentlemen. If you could please have your tickets ready, we'll get you settled in no time," you say, your voice projecting confidence and professionalism.

As passengers file past, you and Suzie work in tandem, ensuring a smooth and efficient boarding process. You exchange glances and quick smiles as you assist travelers with finding their seats and stowing their belongings in the overhead compartments.

"Next please," you say, gesturing for the next passenger to approach, your attention fully focused on providing top-notch service to everyone boarding the aircraft.

Suzie chimes in, her cheerful demeanor infectious as she assists an elderly couple with finding their seats.

"Right this way, monsieur et madame. Allow me to help you with your bags," she says, her gentle touch earning her grateful smiles from the passengers.

As the last few passengers board the plane, you and Suzie share a brief moment of camaraderie, a silent acknowledgment of a job well done.

As the final passengers settle into their seats and fasten their seatbelts, you and the rest of the cabin crew begin to make your way down the aisle, ensuring that everyone is safely secured for takeoff. With practiced ease, you exchange reassuring smiles and nods with passengers as you pass, checking seatbelts and offering assistance where needed.

Once you confirm that all passengers are securely strapped in, you make your way to the front of the cabin, ready to perform the mandatory safety demonstration. Standing in the aisle, you and the other cabin crew members demonstrate the proper use of seatbelts, oxygen masks, and life vests, your movements fluid and precise as you emphasize the importance of safety during the flight.

As the plane taxis towards the runway, you continue the safety demonstration, pointing out the locations of emergency exits and demonstrating the brace position in case of an emergency landing. Your voice is calm and reassuring, your demeanor projecting confidence and competence to the passengers seated before you.

Three hours into the flight, you find yourself in the crew mess area, diligently preparing warm nuts for the passengers as part of the in-flight service. The gentle hum of the aircraft fills the air, a comforting backdrop to the routine tasks at hand.

Suddenly, the sound of the call button interrupts the steady rhythm, prompting you to glance up from your task.

With a quick exchange of glances with your fellow cabin crew members, you make your way towards the source of the signal, ready to assist the passenger in need.

Approaching the row where the call button was activated, you find a mother and her little girl, the child looking pale and visibly uncomfortable.

Concern washes over you as you inquire, "Is everything okay? How can I assist you?"

The mother looks relieved at your arrival, her voice tinged with urgency. "My daughter isn't feeling well. Do you have a sick bag?"

You nod empathetically, understanding the urgency of the situation.

"Of course, let me grab one for you right away," you assure her, before swiftly making your way back to the crew mess to retrieve a sick bag.

Returning to the passenger's row with the sick bag in hand, you offer it to the mother with a sympathetic smile.

"Here you go. I hope this helps. Is there anything else I can do to assist you and your daughter?"

The mother gratefully accepts the sick bag, her expression conveying a mix of relief and gratitude.

"Thank you so much. This should do the trick. We'll let you know if we need anything else," she says, her voice soft with appreciation.

You nod, reassuring her that you're available should they require any further assistance.

Just under four hours into the flight, you find yourself tasked with delivering the pre-ordered meals to the cockpit crew. Carrying a tray with their dinner selections, you make your way to the front of the aircraft, where the cockpit door awaits.

Taking a deep breath to steady your nerves, you knock lightly on the door before pushing it open, revealing the familiar sight of Captain Harry and First Officer Max at the controls.

"Dinner delivery," you announce with a smile, stepping into the cockpit.

Harry looks up from the control panel, his eyes lighting up as he sees you. "Ah, if it isn’t the queen of the clouds herself," he says, his tone playful yet subtly flirtatious.

Suppressing a smile, you approach him with the tray, presenting him with his sushi and a glass of apple juice.

"Here you go, Captain Styles. Enjoy your meal," you say, your voice steady despite the flutter of excitement in your chest.

You bend down in front of the captain, knowing that it will simply drive him crazy, and because we’ll….your a little tease, your skirt isn’t that short, because it’s not aloud to be but it certainly does the trick, because you softly hear him take a small intake of breath which has you trying to surpress your smile.

You then stand back to a normal height and give the first officer his choice of food for the night.

Max looks up from his own console, offering you a polite nod of acknowledgment.

"Thank you," he says, his tone professional as he accepts his lasagna and a glass of milk.

You return his nod with a polite smile, acknowledging his presence before turning your attention back to Harry.

"Is there anything else I can assist you with, Captain?" you inquire, trying to keep the conversation light and professional despite the underlying tension between you.

Harry's gaze lingers on you for a moment longer than necessary, his eyes twinkling with mischief.

"I don’t think there is no." he replies, his tone teasing yet filled with underlying sincerity.

As you turn to leave the cockpit, you catch Harry's gaze and offer a sheepish smile.

"I should probably go wash my hands," you say, feeling a sudden need to break the tension in the air.

Harry chuckles softly, his eyes crinkling with amusement.

"Of course, can't have our cabin crew getting their hands dirty," he teases, his tone light yet tinged with a hint of flirtation.

You laugh along with him, grateful for the playful banter that eases the atmosphere.

"Exactly," you reply, eager to retreat from the intimate confines of the cockpit before things become too heated.

You make your way towards the bathroom as you had initially intended. Pushing open the door, you step inside, grateful for the momentary solitude the confined space offers.

Turning on the tap, you let the water flow over your hands, the cool sensation refreshing as you lather them with soap. With practiced efficiency, you scrub your hands clean, ensuring every trace of dirt and germs is washed away.

Once satisfied with the cleanliness of your hands, you rinse off the soap and reach for a paper towel to dry them.

As you pat your hands dry, you take a moment to glance at your reflection in the mirror, adjusting your uniform and smoothing down any stray hairs that may have escaped your notice.

As you are preparing to leave the bathroom, the sound of the door opening behind you catches your attention, causing a slight flutter of nerves to rise in your stomach.

Without turning around, you sense someone entering the small space, their presence filling the air with an unspoken tension.

Gulping nervously, you finally muster the courage to turn and make eye contact with the newcomer.

The sight of the familiar uniform and the commanding aura that surrounds them leaves you momentarily speechless, your heart pounding in your chest.

You swallow heavily.

“Hello, Captain.”

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Irreplaceable | Kun

Pilot!Kun x Reader, soldier au

Word count: 1592 Genre: Fluff, action. Author: maari Warnings: mentions of military exercises and Kun being kind of angry bc that's hot Note: This is so short, I'm sorry 🥺 but it's my first story with him so I hope you like! Request: Could you please write something with Kun (WAYV/NCT) with him being a plane pilot? Idk, Top Gun Maverick vibes?

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Y/N adjusted her sunglasses better on her face while a smile played across her face, she saw her boyfriend looking for her on the beach and almost laughed when she saw him confused.

But she genuinely laughed when a much older woman approached him. Even from afar she could see the bad intentions of the woman who even caressed his arm.

Kun was already an extremely attractive man, with the air force uniform and the Ray Ban attracting everyone's eyes even more.

But she had no reason to be jealous, firstly because she knew he loved her, secondly because the scene was very funny.

She bit her lip to hold back a laughter as he politely walked away from the woman, saying something to her and looking around.

Y/N decided to help him, she came out from under the umbrella she was in and waved her hand to get her boyfriend's attention.

Not only did it work, but she also saw his relieved smile and without waiting he started walking towards her. As soon as he got close, Y/N threw herself into his lap, hugging his waist with her legs and his neck with her hands.

Kun smiled widely as he held her by her thighs.

“Are you laughing?” he asked in disbelief.

“Another fan approaching you?” She smiled evilly.

He shook his head.

“I love my job but going out in uniform has its downsides.”

It wasn't the first and probably wouldn't be the last time he was stopped by someone, whether to flirt or thank him for his service and effort.

"Oh really?" She looked him up and down. “I don’t see any disadvantages.”

She bit her bottom lip and Kun threw his head back, laughing.

“I'm going to start thinking you're only with me because of my uniform.” he said before touching their foreheads and placing a peck on her.

“That’s one of the reasons.” She caressed the back of his head, laughing.

Kun took the opportunity to go back under the umbrella and sat down on the sand with Y/N still in his lap, she then buried her head on his shoulder.

She wanted to make the most of what little time they had before he went back to base.

“Are you going to watch training today?” He asked, rubbing her back.

“I went last week.” she remembered. “Your commander is going to fight me, I’m not leaving the base.”

“I train better when you watch me.” He admitted, smirking.

She raised her head and looked at him, she wanted to bite his cheeks, which were turning pink, but she just squeezed them with her hands.

“If it’s for the good of the aeronautics then okay, I’ll go.” She moved closer to place a kiss on the tip of his nose.

“I will train with the new soldiers and we will have an international team to train with.” he began to speak, excitedly.

Y/N paid attention to what her boyfriend was saying, focused on the way he looked so happy as he shared it with her. She stroked his short hair.

She liked listening to him talk, the way his dimples appeared when he smiled made Y/N smile too.

They stayed on the beach for a while, before Y/N gave him a ride to the base. When they arrived hand in hand while Kun carried the suitcase in the other hand, they greeted the soldiers who passed by them and Kun turned to kiss her lips softly when he saw the commander ahead.

“See you in a bit, sweetheart.” he smiled and kissed her once more.

“Fly, my indomitable wing.”

Kun laughed and she watched him walk over to the commander, where he saluted.

Y/N had a silly smile on her lips and saw when the commander started walking towards her.

“Y/N, it’s good to see you again.” he greeted her and she quickly bowed.

“I say the same, Commander.”

“Come to watch the training again?”

“If I can, of course.”

He indicated for her to start walking and as soon as she did, he started walking beside her.

“You’re not supposed to.” She looked at him, scared. “But Kun trains much better when you’re at base, so I’ll allow it.”

She nodded and smiled restrainedly, following the commander to the communications room where they would have access to the aircraft's radios and built-in cameras.

Y/N was used to it, she already knew that aircraft 3 was his and focused on the camera, watching him put on his helmet. She couldn't contain her happiness at seeing him do what he loved so much.

She was anxious about training and missions, but she always believed him when he promised that he would return in one piece and well.

Kun was a responsible and committed soldier, he had a leadership spirit that infected others.

And even the training he took seriously, he prepared himself very well for the exercises. Flying was his life.

Y/N followed his career so much that she knew the basics of the exercises, if anyone walked in there would mistake her for someone on the team.

It was routine training so there wasn't much new, the training, the instructions were always the same.

However, when a soldier from the international team made a risky move with the airship, Y/N saw Kun's expression change.

He wasn't just serious, he was angry and she knew very well why, any kind of accident or something like that would be his responsibility, after all he was the team leader. And the foreign team was probably not paying attention to their safety.

Y/N frowned when she saw her boyfriend's airship perform a dangerous stunt and glared at the commander.

He didn't seem at all calm about it.

“Was he supposed to do that?” she asked quietly, seeing the commander shake his head.

“It’s getting a little too risky.” he said.

She tried not to show her concern, she trusted her boyfriend but she knew how he felt when a soldier from abroad didn't follow what was agreed and he felt obliged to show why they were following protocol.

She couldn't say that she hadn't felt her heart stop in her mouth every time his airship spiraled in the air or when it got too close to the other ones, both his own team and the other.

She only felt a little calmer when the exercise was over and the airship began to turn around to land at the base.

Y/N left the room along with the commander and the rest of the team monitoring the exercise, a little further back as she heard the noise of the airship getting closer and closer, ready to return to the ground once again.

When this happened, she was already outside and saw the soldiers leaving one by one and recognized her boyfriend from afar, holding his helmet.

She stiffened and hurried forward when she saw Kun quickly walk over to another soldier, holding him by the collar of his uniform after dropping his helmet on the ground.

Y/N's eyes widened when she saw her boyfriend glowering with hatred while shaking his colleague.

“Listen, Simpson, if you do that again in my territory…” the other soldiers also approached to push the two away. “I swear I will shoot down your aircraft in the air.”

“Stop being nervous, Qian. It was part of the protocol.”

“Part of protocol to almost rip off the left wing of my airship?!” he questioned irritably and shook the soldier once again, who simply laughed ironically.

“That’s enough, you two!” The commander ordered and the two walked away. “Get out of my yard before I make you two load the fuel for all the aircraft.”

The two looked at each other irritated and left in opposite directions after saluting their superior.

Y/N observed the scene a little further back seriously and with her arms crossed, her boyfriend walked towards her while his face softened when he saw her there.

"My angel." he said as soon as he was close enough to stretch his arms out to her.

However, before she threw herself into his arms, Y/N threw a stinging slap at his arm which he dodged, complaining.

"Ouch! What was this?" he asked, confused.

“You scared me, you know?” she complained. “My leg went wobbly three times thinking you were going to fall with that thing from the sky!”

He laughed softly and approached her, hugging her around the waist.

“I knew what I was doing.”

She continued to stare at him, angry.

“I will never see your training again, it’s decided.”

"You sure?" He asked, raising his eyebrows and she narrowed her eyes. “I didn’t fall because I knew you were waiting for me.”

“Shhh.” she brought her cold hand to his mouth, shushing him. “Don’t even say that as a joke.”

He moved closer to place a kiss on the top of her head.

“I would never leave you!” he said and she suppressed her silly smile.

“You better!" She pouted. “You look too handsome in uniform and fighting with someone for me to lose.”

He pretended to be offended.

“Ah, so that’s all there is to it?”

She smiled mischievously and brought her hand to the back of his head.

“Of course not, you fool.” she caressed his skin, watching him close his eyes at the affection. “You are unbearable but you are irreplaceable.”

“I’ll show you what’s unbearable at home.”

[bbyquokka]

— reunited

→ PAIRING: Lee Felix x fem!reader

→ GENRE: idol!au | fluff | smut — MDNI!

→ SYNOPSIS: you and felix get reunited after two years of not seeing each other

→ WARNINGS: smut | established relationship | long distance relationship | voice kink | clit play | fingering

→ WORDS: 3.1k

→ requested by anon

Feedback and reblogs are highly advised and appreciated!

→ m.list — → you can also read it on my ao3

A soft, sad sigh leaves your lips. Your phone extended out in your hand, back flush against the mattress of your bed. You're scrolling through your social media, specifically twitter.

Many STAYS have at you, sharing their pictures and videos of their night at the skz concert. Many of them are pictures and videos of Felix, your current boyfriend. You click on a video someone kindly shared, laughing softly as you see Felix's face scrunched up, tears filling his eyes as his bottom lip sticks out in a pout.

He's looking at STAYS, who surprised skz by singing one of their songs. The camera pans to Felix to which he says into his mic " I'm not crying!" You laugh softly, knowing full well he was on the verge of breaking down into soft sobs. 

You look through the photos, your heart feeling heavy. You haven't seen Felix in a year, coming up to two due to distance. He's currently away on tour. He's been very excited about the whole ordeal. He loves performing, loves seeing the many faces of stays light up; it's the highlight of his nights

You feel jealous; jealous of all the stays that get to see him, speak to him and touch him. you'd do anything to see him again, to touch his silky smooth skin, to hear his deep, velvety voice. To feel his warmth, to get lost in the feeling of love and want.

"Ah, this sucks." You whisper, tears falling down your cheeks slowly, "I just want to see my baby." 

As if on cue, your phone buzzes, Chan's contact popping up. You frown, sitting up and answering, putting him on loudspeaker.

"Chan?" you question, feeling somewhat anxious as to why he is calling you. Has something happened to Felix? Is he hurt? Been in an acci–

"Oh! Hey, y/n!" Chan's voice was unusually happy – excited.

"Uh, what's up?" 

"Wanna come to Korea and watch us perform?" Chan is quick to the point. You blink, heart picking up in pace, thumping against your ribcage. Come to Korea? Where felix currently is? 

"Of course!" Chan chuckles at your eagerness, a burst of excitement bubbling in your stomach.

"Thought you might, which is why I've already paid for your tickets and plane ride. Be at the airport in one hour, your flight leaves soon." 

"Wait, wait, wait! What do you mean??" Your eyes widening.

"I'm flying you to us, y/n. Look, I care about Felix a lot and I can see how much it's ripping him apart not seeing you. He tries his best to hide it but he's a sensitive soul. The longer time goes on, the more he misses you. Have you not seen his bubble messages?" 

You have. Felix has been a little down lately, saying he misses you and wishes to see you again as well as telling stays to always treasure the person they love, spend time with them. Stays know about your relationship and during Felix's low phases, they always message you directly or at you to make sure you're also okay.

And whilst you say you're okay, truthfully, you're not. The longer you go without him, the more you see photos of him, the more the ache in your heart expands. Sometimes, it feels suffocating to the point where you find yourself crying at night, pining for the one person who can make all your worries disappear with just one touch.

"Are you sure, Chan? I mean, I can pay you back." 

"No! Don't. I don't want anything, I just want to see my sunshine be; well, happy again."

"Chan…" A lump in your throat forming as tears fall down your cheeks, "I don't… I don't know what to say."

"I'm not looking for a thank you or anything like that, just, get your ass here and make Felix happy again." He laughs softly to which you giggle through your sobs. You hang up, rushing to your feet to pack your suitcase, hands shaking with adrenaline as you gather clothes, toiletries, charging cables and stuff them all in your case.

After almost two years, you're finally seeing your lover; and you couldn't be any more excited! 

─── ･ ｡ﾟ☆: *.☽ .* :☆ﾟ. ───

"So, how are we doing this?" You have been in Korea for a few days now. The boys giving you a chance to settle and get over your jet lag. Tonight is the night that you will be 'revealing' yourself.

"How about we bring you up on stage?" Seungmin suggests. You and the boys, along with the tech team, are planning on how you're going to surprise Felix. 

"Not a bad idea." Jeongin hums, "But we all know Felix. We will bring her up on stage and he will want her on stage 24/7." You laugh softly, knowing Jeongin is right. As soon as Felix learns that you're here, he is going to cling to you like a baby.

"Well, why don't we set up chairs to the side. Like we did for that one concert. Felix had to sit on some stools because of his back, why don't we just do that for y/n." Hyunjin suggests, shrugging.

"Is that possible?" You look at the people who are in charge of setting the stage, making it look aesthetically pleasing for the fans. The nod and shrug, claiming it's possible. You clap your hands in excitement, grinning. 

"Oh!" Your attention turns to Jisung, his eyes sparkling; you could practically see the lightbulb above his head, "Why don't we play a song and then after, announce y/n. Felix will be so confused." 

"We could, yeah. Felix is under the impression that we are just doing a show. Imagine his little face going from being so confused to being extremely happy." Minho laughs.

"I cannot wait! Thank you, again Chan. For all this." Your attention turns to Chan who simply waves his hand and smiles.

"I told you, I'm not looking for a thank you or anything in return. Knowing that Felix is going to be over the moon when he sees you, is enough for me."

"For all of us." Minho pipes in. Chan nods, a sense of excitement rushes through your body.

"Guys, Felix is approaching." The sound guy whispers. Everyone scrambles after saying a rushed goodbye. You rush back to your hotel to plan out your outfit for the night.

─── ･ ｡ﾟ☆: *.☽ .* :☆ﾟ. ───

The night rolls over, the concert hall jam packed with stays as expected. You stand in the front, between fans. You informed them about your surprise, making them awe and swoon. They agreed to 'hide' you until it was time for you to make your appearance.

During the wait time, you interacted with the fans, took some selfies with them and signed a few of their things. You were nervous about coming out to the public about you and Felix, hoping stays wouldn't be too hard on either of you.

However, it was smooth sailing. Of course, you got a few jealous comments, a bit of hatred but those hate comments were fueled by jealousy and envy, so you didn't care that much. Many STAYS could see that Felix is smitten by you and his happiness is all that they care about.

The lights dimmed down, the music started to build up and the fans screaming got loud; it's time. The anticipation makes you sweat, your nerves building up as you see the boys run onto the stage.

They all agreed to start off with a slow, sweet song to set the mood. It's different from their usual set list, considering they start with something with high energy, however, today is a special occasion. 

Your eyes scan the members, desperately searching for Felix. Your gaze finally falls onto your sunshine, instantly melting at the sight of him. You knew he dyed his hair black and was aware of him growing it out; you've seen thousands of pictures and been given tons of selfies from Felix himself, however, seeing him in the flesh; made you quiver with need.

You scream, jump and cheer in time with a song. Chan catches your eye and winks during the end of the song, all the boys lining up in a straight line. The end of the song came, fans cheering and clapping.

The lights suddenly dim down, setting a calm setting. 'Grow up' starts playing in the background, high enough for everyone to hear, but low enough for the fans to hear the members speak.

"Okay. So, as you all know, we have a special guest here today." Chan starts, smiling big. The big screens on the side of the stage showing Chan, your palms starting to sweat.

Felix frowns, looking at the members aware that he is the only one unaware of the whole ordeal.

"Recently, our sunshine has been feeling a little down." Chan continues, the fans going "awe" as Felix blushes softly, "So, we decided to surprise him, help cheer him up!" 

Chan looks over at Minho, nodding his head as a signal. Minho walks to the edge of the stage, kneeling down on one knee and extending out his hand to you. You take it, Minho pulling you up on stage with the help of the bodyguards.

Felix stands still like a statue, his muscles refusing to work. His mouth hangs open in a small 'O' shape, heart beating fast against his rib cage. Minho holds your hand, guiding you to Felix. 

"So, we decided to bring the most important person to you, lix." Minho says softly. He hands you over to Felix, his hand shakily taking yours.

"y/n..?" He whispers. Both your hands shaking due to the adrenaline coursing through your veins.

"It's me, lix." Tears filling up your eyes, slowly.

"It's really you… It's really fucking you." Everyone laughs at Felix's swearing, before his eyes widen at what he just said. He shakes his hands around, apologising.

"Yes lix." You laugh, tears falling down your cheeks, "It's really me." 

Felix suddenly pulls you into his arms, they wrap around you tightly, scared of letting you go; scared that it's all a dream. You whimper, soft sobs shaking your body as relief washes over you. You bury your face into his neck, inhaling his musky scent.

"My darling." He whispers, clinging onto your clothing as he buried his face in your neck. His lips brush up against the skin, making you shiver.

"Sorry to break this moment." You pull away from each other, looking at Seungmin, "But we have a show to do." Felix laughs softly, flushing red. He takes your hands in his, holding them gently.

"I'll see you soon?" 

"What do you mean lix, I'm staying here." You grin. He blinks, short and rapid.

"Huh?" 

"We've set up a seat for her. She's staying on stage and watching us perform." Chan pipes in, smiling. You nod, Felix grinning big.

"I'll go take my seat."

You watch the boys perform from the side, singing and cheering along. You noticed Felix was trying extra hard, wanting to make it special for you and feeling a little bit of pressure from your presence, however, he didn't mind. He loves that you're here, that you're at arm's length. During song changes, he would bounce over to you, kissing your lips sweetly before grabbing some water and a towel. 

Now, it's time for the sub units. 3racha starts off with a bang, rapping their song "3RACHA". getting you and the audience pumped up. Once it ended and they all disappeared, the lights dim down, the dancers taking their positions as Felix, Hyunjin and Minho take their place.

Taste. That song that has been plaguing your very thoughts since it came out, started to play and here you are, watching them perform it. You bite your lip, Felix's deep voice ringing in your ears, making you immune to the world around you.

The cheers of the fans become a distant ring in your ear, your focus shifting onto Felix, the way he moves, his hand travelling up from his inner thigh to his torso. The way he looks at you whilst singing "Just look at me" makes you shiver and core ache.

Memories of all the thoughts, desires you've had when listening to the song. Felix's deep voice shakes you to your core, setting your nerves on fire. His deep, seductive voice consumes your thoughts. Some nights, it's unbearable. The burning desire, the intense amount of lust you feel; it's too much.

Your cheeks flush red, breathing becomes laboured as heat floods the pit of your stomach. "Focus." you tell yourself. "You have to focus." The concert is so much fun, the best fun you've had in a while, however; you want it to end.

You want Felix. You need Felix.

─── ･ ｡ﾟ☆: *.☽ .* :☆ﾟ. ───

"I've missed you so much, you have no idea." Felix pants against your neck, his hands fumbling with your clothing. He's high on adrenaline, lust pumping through his veins. His lips sucking and nipping at the skin of your neck. Your clothing being ripped off and discarded around the hotel.

"I've missed you too, lix." You breathe out, head tilting to the side to allow more room for Felix. You back up, the back of your legs hitting the bed frame. Felix gently pushes you down, causing your back to hit the hotel mattress with a soft "Thump" 

Felix crawls over to you, towering over you. He leans down, pressing his lips against yours in a sweet, yet firm kiss. His lips move against yours in a hungry manner, hands roaming up and down your sides, falling down to your legs, stroking your inner thighs slowly.

You groan in the kiss, Felix pushing your legs wider to allow himself to slot between them. He cups your breasts gently in his hands, squeezing the soft flesh. Soft nips and sucks on your skin, his erection pressing against your clothed core.

"Felix." You sigh out, humming softly as you close your eyes. He hums, a deep hum rippling from the back of his throat. His voice is deeper than usual due to overuse. 

"Your voice…" You whisper out, eyes fluttering open. He pulls away from your neck, smirking.

"What about it?" You whimper, bucking your hips onto his clothed erection. You swallow thickly, his voice sending shivers down your spine to your core. 

"It's so–" You stutter, suddenly aware of his gaze. It's dark, his eyes full of lust. He's waited so long for you, to touch you, to taste you, to feel you. He finally has you and he is going to indulge in you.

"So what?" He leans down, purposely whispering in your ear. 

"So…Deep." You splutter. Felix smirks, his fingers rubbing your clit through the material of your panties.

"Do you like my voice, sweetheart?" Felix smirks playfully, knowing full well about your voice kink. He knew before you. He could tell by the way you'd whimper when on call to him; it's a different sounding whimper.

"L-Love it." You whisper, his fingers applying enough pressure on your clit to make you feel something. You buck your hips up in his hand, causing a low, deep chuckle to fall past his lips. You sit up, planting one hand behind you for support as you reach down, cupping his clothed erection.

Felix grunts softly, his eyes fluttering close as you palm him through his boxer shorts. His hand dips between the waistband of your cotton panties, fingers coming into contact with your sensitive clit.

You haven't been touched for years so feeling felix against your skin, sets you whole being on fire. Pleasure rushes to the tips of your fingers, Felix skillfully rubs slow circles on your clit, adding enough pressure to make you wither beneath him.

"I've wanted to touch you for so long. You have no idea, darling." He growls. You feel the vibration of his voice in your ears, causing your mind to fog up, words and thoughts becoming a jumbled mess. 

"I'm going to spoil you so much tonight. I've been itching to get my hands on you." 

You swallow thickly, your hands fumbling with the waistband of his boxer shorts. Adrenaline pumping through your veins as you pull down his underwear, his cock springing free making you whimper softly.

Felix laughs, stepping out off his underwear before pulling yours down and off. He gently pushes you down on the mattress before leaning over you. He slots himself perfectly between your legs, his hand travelling down between your breast, stomach until they eventually come into contact with your entrance.

His fingers are greeted by warmth and slick, a content hum falling past his lips. You flush red, pressing your lips together as his fingers tease your entrance.

"My sweet darling. You're already so wet for me and all because of my voice." He coos softly.

You cannot say anything, cannot protest because it's true. You feel embarrassed at how wet you have become just from his touch but mainly because of that deep, velvety chocolate sound that escapes his lips.

His thick Aussie accent. His voice is an octave lower than usual from singing; it's too much for your mind to comprehend.

You reach out to touch him, to give him a sense of pleasure; relief. A wave of disappointment washes over you as Felix takes your wrists and pins it above your head softly. Two fingers slide inside you with ease, his fingers curling against your walls as he pumps them at a slow and steady pace.

"The only thing I want you to do darling, is to lie there and look pretty for me. Do you think you can do that?"

─── ･ ｡ﾟ☆: *.☽ .* :☆ﾟ. ───

"Felix?" A soft hum rings in your ears. You're cuddled up with Felix, sheets wrapped around your naked bodies. His fingers gently trailing up and down your arm, tickling it and causing goosebumps to rise to the surface of your skin, "I have something to tell you."

"What is it?" You push yourself up by placing a hand on Felix's chest to look at him. His black hair fanned out on his pillow, his face bare from make up allowing you to see those adorable freckles.

"Well, I think i'm going to move here. To Korea.." 

"Wait, what?!" Felix sits up, hope glimmering in his eyes.

"Yeah. I've been looking at universities and well, there is one here, in Korea that does the courses I want to do. It's also pretty close to the JYP building so–" You trail off, giggling.

"So you mean to tell me. That distance won't be a problem anymore? That I won't have to wait one, two, three years to see you again?" His bottom lip quivers, eyes glossy from tears filling his eyes.

You nod, feeling yourself also getting emotional. Felix hugs you tightly, tears falling down his cheeks as soft sobs shake his frame.

"Distance won't be a problem anymore. From now on, I'll always be by your side, lix."

→ note: this was too long in words for it to be a drabble or anything like that so i decided to turn it into a fic. enjoy and dont forget to interact and leave feedback! 💘 also, i am working on 2 things rn. i am about 4k+ words in on one of them and i dont think im nowhere near done (it all depends on where my mind decides to take it though, *giggles*) and yesterday i got a spicy request so i am so excited to start that! 👀

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[chenswire]

overdue Episode 11 post

basically the chenswire part of my stupidly long twitter thread covering ep 11 with more delusional thoughts and I ended up TLing their last scene in CN I guess (scroll to bottom) i wish i had the energy to make 1morbillion gifs but i do not so.. Excerpts from my 200 image screenshot folder it is

So the ep starts off with a super pensive Swire which was very cute when will my wife return from the war energy

And then she breaks out into a super un-ladylike run whaddahell!!!! this sequence was sooo well drawn wtf. handsome

(Something here about how people were joking this part is summer chen because they call chummer 水陈 'water chen')

I like how relaxed the atmosphere was like this definitely isn't the first time something like this has happened, well I mean after all they are Professional Co-workers who do not fight 24/7 (they get into an argument immediately after)

When they break eye contact to turn towards Hoshiguma they basically don't meet each other's gazes again as they take turns to glare at each other its insane... Also Swire saying she should take over and Chen needs treatment... Chen you understand what that means right...

Another detail I love is how at the start they already show her battered jacket/clothes for us gamers to point at the screen and then later who those who don't know/didn't notice we have a whole close up of chen reacting to it...man.jpg And swire leaving right away once she knows chen is fine (and one of her good points. lol. lmao) you guys are sure so quick

Link to CN version of the PUUK GAI LUNG in Paci Plaza I love how she's like 'Chen you stay right there' at the end like she's going to idk fly over ASAP to whack her (as opposed to just 'hey, chen!')

Here's a clip of the last scene with CN dub because not only do we get 'ah chen' it just hits so different...

Hi~ Still there, Miss Ah Chen? Ah? What d'you mean by ah, huh? Aren't you a Dai Siu Ze too? Enough of that, don't you have something to tell me? What happened at Paci Plaza… I'll make sure to sort it all out and file for damages later.

Had a feeling they would go with the JP loc's 'aren't you an ojou too' since you know, anime, but keeping the 'ah chen' and that 阿什么阿 response the unparalleled casualness

You… Remember the Cha Chaan Teng at Sheung Wan? Trying to change the subject? The one near the LGD HQ, right? I used to stop by there on my patrols sometimes. Let me treat you to something there next time. Hmm~ If we go there… I want a steak tomato and egg burger! Wait, no! Like hell I'd want you to treat me to a meal!

the longer pause after 'you...' like she was considering something else before she decided to go with her 茶餐厅 MENTION!!!!! gives this a whole different flavour... chen outright offering the meal instead of swire guessing??? THE WARM SMILE CLOSE UP i feel like im intruding on something

Then send your bill to Chief Wei. I'm hanging up. Wait, don't hang up just yet! I heard you ran straight out of Rhodes Island in the end. What are you planning? Weren't you looking for their help? Ugh, stay down! Take a nap over there! You sure sound busy. Guess I should hang up. Tch… I'm not done speaking with you yet. Was leaving the little bunny (and the others) over there weighing on your mind? Well, whatever. (We'll just do this) Just let me help you clean up the mess over here.

It just sounds so much more casual in CN than the JP dub (which is excellent ofc) >let me do it for you instead of 'ill do it' (head in hands)

the opposite lighting and angle and chen looking away vs swire looking straight #KINO

Don't talk like you understand me very well, Miss S. Enough!!! How many times have I told you not to call me that!! Got it, got it.

You don't seem to get it, so I'll be nice today and explain it to you. Life is extremely precious. You're always risking your life chasing what's right in front of you. Stop doing that. Got that? Your advice… I'll take it.

That exasperated 'Enough!!!' i (turns into a plane and flies away) and the last line... it as 'thanks for the advice' which technically isn't wrong but you know the nuance of uh. kind of, almost, somewhat, accepting a... confession... (of her concern ofc) also CN chen lets swire finish speaking instead of interrupting which hehe... like i said..the flavour hits different. also that subtle movement as chen like eases in more and more between those lines aaaghhhhhhhhhh

their earlier argument was so explosive and quick, but now their banter is so tender and slow like bruh. what. even the act of chen putting down her sword to sit down in a comfortable position (loved that she sat like that One leg sitters rise up!!!) was so ??? the normally yolo speedrunner chen being so leisurely like damn. ok. ok. From 'you think you can order me around' to basically agreeing to an order (Londinium cannon vine boom) I thought Chen being this warm was more or less a delusion that I inferred through in game as subtext (since in game her expression then is usually like her default rbf face...) and seeing it here as 'text' in the show is like 🤯🤯🤯🤯🤯 holy shit can't believe i got FED after four years incidentally i've been obsessed with a certain CN writer's fics lately because the way they write chen like a sad wet dog while showing warmth is crazyyy maybe i will blog about it next time because i was legit taking notes lmao

[boba-beom]

this picture of soob just makes me so happy 🤭🤭

sb x f!reader ❥ warning(s): established relationship, on a plane, endearing terms (baby), super fluffy, not proofread ❥ genre: drabble, fluff ❥ wc: 470

as you hazily lift your head from the comfort of your boyfriend's shoulder you let out a tiny squeak while you yawn along with a stretch of your arms. you lost track of how long you were asleep for, but your mind wasn't too fixed on that when you had the most adorable human being right beside you.

"morning, cutie." soobin wraps his arm around your shoulders, giving you a tight squeeze and a kiss to your forehead as you snuggle into his neck.

"wait, is it actually morning?" your brows scrunch from his greeting and you look out the window to be met with navy blue skies.

"honestly, baby, I don't know." he chuckles as he follows suit and notices the abundant amount of clouds below.

it wasn't your first time flying with soobin, but this was your first long flight with him to somewhere further than your last vacation together.

he's promised to take you to all these places you've been dreaming of going to, and here you are on your flight to milan. truly, you felt like you didn't deserve such a sentimental and considerate boyfriend who would surprise you like this. this was definitely one of those moments when you're just so satisfied and appreciative about everything.

"binnie?" you call his name after pondering for a little while, and he responds with the softest hum to confirm he's still listening despite his eyes being shut under his thick black frames. "I don't think I could ever thank you enough for taking me on this trip. I really don't deserve you. this is so much more than what I've ever done for you-"

"hey," his voice was gentle. he opens his eyes and clasps his hand around yours. "don't you ever think that, okay? you deserve this, and you've been the most perfect girlfriend one could ever have."

your bottom lip protrudes as you pout from his response. you always considered yourself the luckiest girl in the world but in this moment, it's almost as if the last puzzle piece was set in place and that just happens to be soobin playing a big part in your life.

"and baby? I'm doing this because I love you so much. I can't wait to travel the rest of the world with you. it's funny really because you are my world." he lets out another chuckle after hearing you whine from his corny joke, scoffing and poking his side as the aftermath.

"gosh that was terrible soobs." you emit a genuine laugh out of him until his dimples are making an appearance. there's not a day you question how the universe managed to give you not only a boyfriend with an amazing personality, but whose looks were blessed by the gods.

"I love you too, bin, more than anything."

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[twisted-art-wounders]

YGO AU: Breaking the Seal 10

Chapter 10 Beacon

As a great storm passes through confusion and fear rip through his heart, light is needed to find the horizon, can Yugi reach the light?

Yugi' sat in shock at her words; hot? The tea was hot? It couldn't be hot!

His eyes wavered as his mouth turned his shocked expression into a forced smile.

“Y-your joking right? This water is ice cold…” Yugi looked down at his lap and knee that had become wet form the spill then back up to his friends who still looked at him like he was crazy. “This is…this is just a big joke right? Right!”

“Yugi, you poured that cup yourself…” Joey responded now.

He looked at not only the other cups on the table but at the sitting tea pot in the middle of the table; visible steam raising form all 3 cups and the spout of the pot. That's when it hit him; he did pour out a hot cup didn't he? He saw the steam and knew it was hot but he didn't feel the heat…he just assumed form everyone else actions it was hot and acted the same.

His bottom lip quivered as he dropped the napkin, looking at the tea pot again he had to test this. Before any of his friends could talk again he pulled the top off the tea pot and shoved his hand inside the opening. He kept his hand submerged in the liquid making all this friends watch in fear and shock.

Tea screamed while the other two yelled at him, Joey grabbing Yugi's wrist and pulling his hand out of the pot before grabbing him by the shoulders and yelling.

“What the hell do you think your doing?!”

Yugi didn't look up at Joey he only focused on his wet open hand; he saw it was tinting pink and red a sign of burning, a sign his brain should be shouting up to him -You're hurt! You're hurt! This hurts! Stop!- but nothing…he felt numb and cold like there was no sensation, no feeling at all. He was drowning out the sounds of his friends panicked reactions and them calling his name over and over.

Finally Joey started to shake him and all at once he returned to the waking world; he looked directly into his eyes then back to the others who'd gotten up form their seats leaning close to him, all of them wanting to know if he was okay.

“Yugi! Are you okay?” was the question on all of their minds.

Yugi looked back down at his hand as it shivered softly, he let out another forced smile before answering.

“I don't feel it.”

This made his three friends confused, what did he mean he couldn't feel it? Feel what?

“The heat, the pain, nothing…my mind should be screaming out how much this hurts and yet…” Yugi's lips were whimpering as he felt tears grow in the corners of his eyes “I can't feel it…I can't feel anything anymore…”

“Even the food…I couldn't smell the burger or even taste it! It was like eating styrofoam!”

Yugi's whole body started to shake as he lowered his head, Joey let go once he felt Yugi's shaking prompting Yugi to hug himself for some comfort.

“…Is this what dying is?” he whispered lowly. “I'm… I already done for?”

When Joey heard the words “Dying” and “Done for” he once again snapped at him.

“What do you mean 'dying'? Whose dying?!”

Yugi slowly and calmly answered him.

“Me…”

--

There was so much confusion and anger and sadness coming form the once quiet night on the jet, it matched the raging storm they found themselves flying through currently. The pilot thankfully was experienced enough that he could guide them through the storm safely but there still was some turbulence to deal with, not only form the plane but form the 4 friends currently travelling inside.

Joey was pacing up and down the planes small and short hallway, Tristan sat on the armrest of a seat with his arms crossed. Tea sat right beside Yugi as best should could, her hand on his hand squeezing it gently. Yugi had just finished explaining the events that lead to him speaking out about his so called “death”. All of this information all at once made each of their stomachs sink and caused them to react in their own ways.

Joey of course was angered by Yugi keeping this kind of secret to himself, Tristan shared the same anger but was expressing it more calmly then his blonde friend. While Tea as shocked and upset as she was about the information, still focused her attention to Yugi and how depressed and sunken he was acting. She wanted nothing more then to comfort him, they all did but they just didn't know how.

“Yugi! Why would you keep something like this form us!?” Joey yelled not directly at him but more internally to himself.

“Joey clam down! It's not his fault!” Tea scolded

“My Best friend is slowly dying and he doesn't tell me! I think I'm in the he right to be a little pissed here!” Joey huffed crossing his arms.

“Yeah, we're all pissed dude. Yugi, keeping secrets form us doesn't help!” Tristan also said again not directly at Yugi but he was hoping he understood why they were angry.

“And yelling wont help us either! Yugi's upset and scared enough! The last thing he needs to guilt on top of it!” Tea angerly narrowed her eyes to Tristan who shot a glare at her.

“Yeah? Well maybe he needs to remember we're on his side! And to stop hiding things form us! We're basically on a timeline here! We can't just sit around and play anymore!” Joey growled stopping in front of the occupied seats.

“You need to clam down! We can't do anything until we land anyway!” Tea squeezed Yugi's hand again “So you being pissy isn't going to solve anything! Right now we need to be here for Yugi!” Tea let out an angry sigh and looked down at Yugi.

Yugi sat in his seat and sunk lower and lower the more he heard his friends yelling between each other. He knew this was all his fault, he did this to them! Why didn't he just tell the truth before? His heart sank lower into his stomach the more he felt the frustration fill the area. He pulled his legs close to his chest letting go of Tea's hand, and rested his face on his knees.

“I'm sorry…” he said weakly making all of them looked at him.

“I never wanted to make you guys upset by worrying about me…with everything going on I didn't want to make things worse but I did! I'm so sorry…” Yugi hugged himself more, hoping he'd curl up so small no one would notice him anymore.

All of their hearts sank watching him do this, Tea being the closest brought her arms around him and pulled him into a hug.

“Don't blame yourself…we're all just shocked by being told this so suddenly.” Tea rested her head on his hair and kept her hold on him.

Joey and Tristan both came closer, with the table out of the way it was easier for them to kneel down by his seat.

“Yeah sorry man, you know I always blow my top a bit too quick…” Joey had a soft smile on his face and reached out resting a hand on Yugi's shoulder.

“We just worry about you Yugi, with everything going on lately we just wanna keep you safe.” Tristan also had a soft smile on his face and rested his hand on Yugi's other shoulder.

Yugi looked up as best he could, with all the attention he was getting it made him a bit embarrassed but he still welcomed it none the less. He'd never thought but always hoped and wished for friends like them and now here they were in his time of need right by his side.

Yugi smiled softly as well with tears in his eyes.

“Thank you…”

-- The jet was once again quiet as the plane travelled through the storm; thunder booming outside as the winds blew rain all around, the crackle and flash of lighting as it nearly hit the plane. The clouds forming a tunnel which the plane was passing through almost like a portal leading to a whole new world. Not really though they where still on course to make it past the Pacific Ocean and soon land at the San Francisco International Airport in the next 6 hours. With that in mind the group had all decided to sleep and hopefully figure out a new plan in morning once they where all rested. Mai was still set to meet them at the airport, so they would have their ride as soon as they landed.

Joey and Tristan sat beside each other with their seats rested down flat making a cot for them to sleep on. A single blanket for each of them as cover with a pillow for extra comfort. Both had already fallen asleep quickly it was in their nature to find someway to fall asleep even with everything they'd just learned. Tea asked Joey to switch seats with her -he didn't mind- so she was seated next to Yugi.

Yugi was curled up in his seat with one arm out and reached holding onto Tea's hand. He too had fallen asleep, he seemed to be sleeping so much more these days. Tea on the other hand was still awake still keeping his hand in hers tenderly grasped. She was so sure if she closed her eyes for too long or let go of his hand he'd vanish form her sight, he'd be gone…

That thought alone kept her awake in fear; she wanted to sleep her eyes were closing and she could barely keep them open now. But she fought hard to keep them open and herself awake. She watched him slumber his breathing was soft and faint always so quiet…

//Just keep looking…just keep looking so he wont…// she blinked slowly her eyes shutting for a moment before opening again only to repeat the process again. Blinking then slowly closing then snap awake only to-

“Tea.” a soft whisper forced her eyes to open again and look over to Yugi but this time she didn't see Yugi's normal sleeping face she saw Yami Yugi's face greeting her. She raised her head slightly at the shock of seeing the pharaoh instead of Yugi, she rubbed her eyes with her free hand and whispered low

“P-Pharaoh?” she blushed as she realized the other Yugi was now in control of the shared body meaning she was holding onto his hand now.

He gave a soft smile to her “You need to rest.”

“I …I can't…” the words seeped out of her mouth “he…he might…”

She felt Yami squeeze her hand back which made her stop and look into his eyes, unlike Yugi's his were fully bright and purple.

“He's not going anywhere. I'm seeing to it. But you need your rest…you can't do anything if you're tired.” Yami smiled again making her heart flutter instantly, his words his voice it was so calming for her… “Please rest…”

Tea felt a small tear fall form her eye which she rubbed away “Please…keep him safe.”

“That's a promise.” He nodded to her, this finally putting her as ease enough to let her eyes properly close and for her to finally drift off to sleep.

Yami kept his eyes on her for a while his hand still clasped in her own. He wasn't going to let go, she really needed the comfort right now and he had slept enough today. He was going to keep his word and keep Yugi safe. Another flash of lighting filled the plane's fuselage with light for a fraction of a second followed by the dooming crash of the thunder once more. The storm seemed to just go on and on tonight…

--

As the storm raged on outside of the plane inside of Yugi's subconscious he found himself a drift on a small raft made of logs all tied together, a single sail was being battered by the howling winds as rain beat down around him. Yugi clung to the mast for dear life, he was trapped out in the middle of what looked like a vast endless ocean. It was so dark as the clouds in the sky made all the light vanish leaving everything bathed in a dark hue of grey.

“Seriously brain! Are we back to the whole horrible weather conditions thing again? I thought we fixed this!?” Yugi yelled to himself as his tiny raft swung and pulled being carried by the massive waves turning up around him.

“Dartz!” Yugi yelled out looking around hoping for some sign of the teal haired man who always seemed to be around when he came into his subconscious mind but was obviously now absent.

“Please! Dartz I need you! I need you're help!” Yugi tried yelling again but his voice was drowned out by the storm raging on around him.

Yugi wasn't sure if he was crying or or if his face was just wet form the rain and salt water smashing against him. All he knew was he was terrified and alone…his terror only increased as he saw that right in front of him a massive 100ft wave was building up higher and higher ready to crash down on top of him.

Yugi could only brace for impact as the cold and powerful wall of water crashed into his tiny raft, wreaking it completely, the force of the wave dragging him under water. He only had a moment to hold his breath before the impact and now was being carried deeper underwater. The impact left him dazed and confused as he tried to find out which way he needed to swim to breach the surface. Looking up he did see the water was lighter meaning that was the surface of the water so he started to swim upwards towards it.

Just as he began his assent towards the surface something started to pull at his neck and in a instant he started to sink downwards. He was jarred by the feeling and looked down to see what could be pulling him down, he was shocked to find it was his Millennium Puzzle. It was shining and glowing as it did when it was activating it's hidden powers, but this time it felt like it weighted more then the 5 pounds it normally was around his neck.

Yugi pulled at the chain trying to keep it form sinking but he felt it only got heavier not only that it felt like it was forcing him down. Yugi started to panic once he realized it was sinking him, no matter how hard he kicked and pulled at the chain the hunk of gold kept it's decent. His rational mind told him to just remove the puzzle and let it sink, but his heart was screaming to him to not let go, no matter what don't let go!

If not for the fact he was under water one would be able to see the tears forming in his eyes as he desperately tried to pull the puzzle up with him. He tried to grab the puzzle itself hoping to lift it that way but gravity prevented him from reaching close enough to do that. Yugi let out a cry as the last of his breath left his mouth water now started to fill his mouth and lungs. Yugi lamented to his fate and finally allowed the puzzle and himself to sink into the darkness. His vision grew darker as he felt himself beginning to drown, his eyes started to close slowly.

As he sank deeper and deeper into the waters the last bubbles leaving him and floating back to the surface, something else around his neck started to glow. From under the neckline of his shirt the green shard necklace freed itself and emitted a powerful flash of green light and energy. Yugi's eyes started to open again as they focused on the green object floating before him, by instinct he reached out and took the green shard into his hand.

Yet another flash of green filled the area as the rumble of something huge could be felt all around the water. Yugi wasn't sure what it was but it was big and powerful, he could barely focus anymore so he closed his eyes for a second time just as the very big and powerful force he felt came and seemed to swallow him whole.

The next thing he knew he was warm, covered in warmth in fact. His eyes fluttered open he could see blurred images all around him. He blinked again trying to focus; he was in a room a cozy room. He looked below himself and saw he was covered in a soft and warm blanket, seated on what felt like a very comfy couch. There was a fire roaring in a fire place to one side, stone walls that rain up around 10 ft only to be replaced with windows that surrounded the circular room. In the centre of the ceiling above a giant green gemstone was hanging in mid air emitting the same green glow the shard on his necklace gave off. A powerful beam of light was shooting out in two directions and spun around almost like a beacon like something you'd find in a lighthouse…

He heard the sound of foot steps against a wooden floor that echoed in the room, turning his head to the side he saw his old-new friend wearing his signature purple suit and carrying a tray with two mugs of steaming hot what he assumed was tea.

Yugi tried to mouth his name but his voice was soft and crackled a bit. “D-Dartz…”

Dartz gave Yugi a gentle smile as he approached Yugi form the side of the couch and placed the tray he was carrying on a small table in the middle of the room.

“Ah I see you're awake, you gave me quite a scare back there you know.” Dartz sat down in a chair beside the couch.

“Yo-you saved me?” Yugi asked quietly trying to sit up only to feel Dart'z hand rest on his chest and softly push him back down, then it ran up to his cheek and rested there for a moment.

His mismatched eyes were looking down at Yugi.

“Yes. Now rest you nearly drowned you know. Luckily I managed to find you and bring you here safely out of the rain.”

Yugi's eyes snapped to attention the moment he mentioned rain making him sit back up quickly and yell. “What happened!? Why is my mind flooded like an ocean? You said the rain was good for me but now it made my mind like this!”

Dartz was caught off guard by his questions mixed with his quick movements.

“I thought I was getting better but I feel like I'm getting worse!” Yugi looked at his hands now they were shaking not form the cold but form fear. He clutched them shut as tears filled his eyes, he snapped his attention over to Dartz who only watched him with a neutral expression on his face.

“I hurt the other me! I yelled at him and I -I blamed him because of a dream!” Yugi was trembling all over and sunk his face into his hands “I'm awful! I'm a horrible friend! I lied to my other friends and now their upset and scared and I ruined everything!” Yugi started to sob. “I'm so pathetic…”

Yugi then felt a warm body embrace him wholly, he heard the quiet “shh” come form Dartz's mouth.

“Now that is not true. You're just upset with yourself. You have nothing to be ashamed of.”

Yugi still sobbed as he felt his tears kept streaming down his cheeks “My-My puzzled tried to drown me…why would it do that? Does it sense I'm worse? Am I not worthy of it anymore?”

“Shh…” Dartz released himself form the embrace and reached over to the small table picking up the mug and handing it over to Yugi. “Drink it, you'll feel better.”

Yugi opened his hands and took the warm mug, it felt good to have the feeling of warmth within himself again as he sipped the steeping hot tea form the mug. Dartz always prepared tea for him and once he drank it he always felt better… and this was no different. Almost like a blanket the warm beverage entered his body and immediately he started to clam down, he started to listen…he could hear the sound if rain hitting the windows of the building.

“There, much better now?” Dartz smiled softly as Yugi nodded to him not taking his eyes off the contents of the mug, his vision was so transfixed on the reflection of himself it gave of.

Once he knew Yugi was clam he spoke again “Now, do you hear the rain outside?”

Yugi again nodded not taking his eyes off of the reflection.

“I told you before rain is very important…Rain…Water is the source of all life. And while it can cause damage, flooding and the like, it plays a very important purpose…it cleanses us.”

Yugi looked over to Dartz now confusion on his face so he went on again “This same rain that falls outside that floods your mind…it falls all around the world; on rivers and sand, it feeds the forests and the land, giving plants and living creatures life…This is nature…this is life.”

“The rain will not last forever…but it is needed to help things…to help you grow.” Dartz looked at Yugi directly his gaze was serious as was his voice. “You need the rain Yugi. It is the only way for you to grow and change…Do you really wish to stay as you are?”

Yugi looked down keeping a firm grab on his cup “There's…nothing sadder then being stuck as you are.”

“The hardest thing in life is leaning to let things go…even if they give us comfort…they can still hurt us.” Dartz looked down at Yugi mostly staring at his puzzle, once Yugi realized that is what he was looking at, he rested the mug over it trying to hide it form his sight.

“I-I can't let it go… I wont let it go!” Yugi then shouted “I know he'll have to leave me someday but…I can't…I can't let him go…not yet…” Yugi rested one hand on the puzzle.

“It..had to be a mistake…it'd never-he'd never try to hurt me…” Yugi took another sip of his mug and sighed.

“You almost drowned.” Dartz said very directly towards him “You would have drowned were it not for me.”

Yugi looked over to Dartz who sat cross legged in his chair watching him with his mismatched eyes, Yugi looked away he didnt like it when he looked at him like that, he felt so uneasy…

“T-that wouldn't have been the first time…I almost drowned before because of a friend…” Yugi looked down at his mug again and finished his tea with one final gulp before placing it down at his side.

Dartz tilted his head resting it on his palm and asked “Is that so? Tell me more…”

Yugi's eyes were wavering as he started to tell him about his duel at the pier; handcuffs attached to chains leading form his and Joey's feet to a giant anchor hanging above their heads. Joey under the control of a psychopath forcing them into a life or death duel that would lead to nothing but pain and sorrow… a cruel game…

Yugi held his head as he remembered fainting at the firey blast that reduced his life points to zero, the explosion form above, the anchor falling into the ocean and dragging both of them to their deaths. He remembers the cold water filling his lungs as they sank deeper and deeper, finally the click form his leg shackle and his body floating away back to the surface…as Joey stayed below watching him.

Yugi broke down into tears again and started sobbing, pulling his knees up to his face and crying into them. He didn't need to say anything more for Dartz to understand how horrid this all was for him, just his reaction was enough for him to get up form his chair and hold him closely. As Yugi sobbed Dartz again shushed him and held him closely giving him all the comfort he'd need.

Dartz was smiling in pure delight, the dread and sorrow pouring out of Yugi was so delicious. To him this was one of the finest meals on earth and was going to be used as an oh so perfect topping to his plans…

“You don't have to say anything more…I understand it was so dreadful for you…No wonder you fear the water so much…”

Yugi sniffled but didn't let go, he couldn't let go he just dug his fingers into the back of his suit more and buried his face in his chest. Dartz allowed him too and kept him close stroking his hair softly.

After awhile Dartz spoke again.

“Yugi…I need to show you something.”

Yugi looked up at him confused as Dartz let go of him and stood up, he held out his hand and Yugi took it standing up as well. Dartz lead Yugi to a staircase inside of a wall and they both ascended it quietly, the stairs lead them to the stop floor of the building. Just as he saw before there was a giant green gemstone encased in glass and was spinning around like the beacon on a lighthouse. Yugi could see through the windows now ad saw the storm outside was still raging on, looking down outside he could see the tower they were in was built close to the edge of a large cliff with many jagged rocks below that the waves crashed into.

“So this is a lighthouse…” he said as Dartz stood beside him and nodded.

“Indeed, another wonderful creation of yours…” Dartz said with a slight smile

Yugi looked up at him and asked “I…I made this?”

Dartz chuckled “Why of course…I told you this is your mind! your wonderful creative mind…Everything here is your creation. You built this lighthouse as a beacon for yourself…”

“A beacon for myself…” Yugi closed his eyes trying to think of why his mind would do this… then it hit him. “Right! I was lost at sea! And lighthouses are there to mark land and rocks for sailors!”

Dartz smiled and nodded to him warmly. “A beacon to guild you home…but also a warning.” His tone shifted again to more serious note his hands folding behind his back once more and he gazed out at the sea.

“A warning?” Yugi looked up at Dartz again his eyes wavering he knew what he was about to say but he didn't want to believe it… “Please don't tell me you think the Pharaoh is trying to control me…trying to hurt me…” Yugi balled up his hands into fists. “He…is my friend…I have to trust him.”

Dartz closed his eyes and let out a sharp breath “I know you wish to trust him whole heartily, so I will not pressure you any further. All I ask is that you keep this in mind; Chains are very strong and good at keeping the things we love bond and safe…but we can become so entangled in them we don't realize those same chains can and will drag us down if we are not careful.”

He then turned back towards the beacon's light as it shown out again across the water. Yugi looked at Dartz then back at the water as he saw the storm was starting to clam down just a little. In his heart he did take in the words…the warning Dartz gave him. His hands went down along the chain of his puzzle before finally resting on the puzzle itself. His mind was so cluttered and scared, he just didn't know what to do anymore. Dartz was right…but he had to be wrong, right? His heart was crying so much now he just didn't know what to think…

Yugi closed his eyes letting out another breath. “I'll keep it in mind.” He said and turned to look at the beacon as well, Dartz put a hand on his shoulder and have him a soft smile.

“If you ever feel lost Yugi, the light will guild you back home…”

Yugi looked at the glimmering stone as it bathed him in it's light “Home…There's no place like home…” he chanted to himself.

In and instant he was gone again and Dartz stood in the tower alone, he let out a breath as his mouth twisted in to a wicked smile as he let out a chuckle. The storm outside seemingly disappearing as the clouds moved away and sun started to shrine over the now clam waters.

“I've set up port in your heart and now I know how to ensnare you…” Dartz reached out, his hand open before closing his fingers slowly like the claws of a trap. “It wont be long now Pharaoh…He's almost mine.”

--

The storm had finally settled and gone as the plane had come over the horizon; dawn peeking out form the clouds as they came closer to their final destination. Yugi slowly opened his eyes to see his hand was s till clasped in Tea's own, she and other's were still fast asleep he was the only one up. Yugi wasn't sure he wanted to be awake just yet he just wanted to watch her sleep a bit…

Then a wave of nausea hint him like a truck, his eyes bulging out and becoming watery as he pulled his hand form Tea's and used it to cover his mouth. The sudden jolt woke Tea up, she rubbed her eyes as she looked up and saw Yugi was fully sat up and holding his mouth with both hands now.

“Y-yugi?” she asked groggily trying to wake up.

Yugi couldn't hold it anymore so he jumped up form his seat and made a mad dash towards the washroom, slamming the door behind him. The motion and noise caused the other two form their sleep, Tea was on her feet and already heading towards the washroom door shouting Yugi's name. Joey and Tristan were still rubbing the sleep form their eyes as they too got up and stretched asking Tea what was wrong.

“I don't know! He just got up and ran to the bathroom!” She shouted making both Joey and Tristan grim and chuckle.

“Chill Tea, he's just taking a morning leek.” Tristan yawned.

“Yeah, don't you pee when you wake up first thing?” Joey rubbed his hair then gave himself a good stretch.

“Yeah but-” she was interrupted with the sound of wrenching coming form the bathroom, this made all of them worried now so they asked.

“Do…you think it was the food?” Joey asked worried as he heard the wrenching happen again.

“Jeeze I hope not we had two burgers each…” Tristan gulped a bit.

Tea had gone up to the door and knocked “Yugi, are you okay?” She was so worried now since he was panting as well.

Meanwhile inside the bathroom stall Yugi was clinging to what the toilet bowl was on a plane just a metal seat with a hole; as his body kept throwing up everything in his stomach into the bowel. Yugi was guessing it was the food he had the other day coming up on him but when he looked into the hole he didn't see the remnants of un-disgusted food…he saw what looked like sand.

He was in shock…why why was he throwing up- and again the nausea happened causing him to throw up even more sand into the hole. He panted again as he heard the voice of Tea outside the bathroom now asking if he was okay.

He tried to gather up all his chipper energy and answered

“I-I'm fine! Just some air sickness!”

Then he returned to the wrenching, this time he swore he saw some plant life in it? Flowers? Vines? What on earth was going on?! Another heave and there was water now!? Sea water? ARGH!!!

Yami watched in horror and he saw Yugi throwing up more and more, it made him sick to see him in so much pain, oh how he wanted to just comfort him and hold him right now. He reached but a shock entered his mind like before…the last time he tried to touch himYugi…He pulled his hand away just as he saw Yugi stand up slightly, his legs weak once more as he reached out to press the release button on the toilet.

Yugi looked in the small mirror and could see just how dishevelled he was looking; His eyes where more grey, his skin was moist and pale, his hair was unkempt. Yugi swallowed hard and turned on the tap, splashing water on his face and raising his mouth out as best he could. Once he was done he looked at himself once more…he looked just like how he used to look before he had friends before he had the puzzle; depressed, miserable and lonely…

Yugi sighed and forced a smile on his face, he put more then enough worry into his friends the night before, today was a new day! And they where going to see Pegasus! Everything was going to be just fine!

[cceanvvaves]

airplane; y.jy

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Jeongyeon was extremely grateful when she managed to board the plane without being recognized. She saw this as a miracle, considering her international fame as a singer.

She was almost incredulous, but thought it was for the best.

Looking out the window, she smiled at the thought of a vacation. She'd asked JYP if she could take a break and head to another country, and the company granted their permission.

It was only a few minutes before the plane took off. Some of her members had come with her, but unfortunately their seats were separated.

Her train of thoughts was broken when a figure stood over her. The stranger was undeniably pretty, but looked nervous, too. Her hair was slightly disheveled, her plaid jacket rustled in some places. "Excuse me," she said, and Jeongyeon's eyebrows raised slightly. "Can we, uh, switch seats?"

Jeongyeon was confused. First of all, how did this stranger not recognize her? Her face was in full view, her mask discarded in her bag. She'd even removed her hat. Second of all, didn't people prefer the window seat? Why did this girl want to be away from it?

But she smiled. "Yes, of course."

The pretty stranger threw her a grateful smile upon seating herself. "Thank you. I'm.. not a fan of window seats."

The second time they talked was when Jeongyeon noticed her unease when the plane started to lift. The girl's hands were clamped over the armrests, her bottom lip trapped between her teeth. Her alluring eyes flickered towards the window from time to time. Growing concerned, the singer opened her mouth to speak. "First time?"

The girl jumped. She blinked, processing her seatmate's words. "No." She finally replied. "But first time alone."

Jeongyeon nodded in understanding. "I assume you're not a fan of flying?"

"Yeah."

Thinking about this, the brunette offered her hand. The other girl stared at it in surprise, unsure what to do. "If you want, you can hold my hand. It might bring you some comfort, at least."

The pretty stranger paused, but when the plane slightly bucked, she quickly gripped the extended hand.

Jeongyeon relished the feeling of her hand around the stranger's slightly smaller one. Her skin was soft and smooth, as if it were a baby's. She was tempted to ask what moisturizer she used, but then thought that that would be a weird question to ask someone you'd just met.

"I'm Y/N, by the way." A soft voice entered the singer's ears.

"Jeongyeon."

"Where are you heading?"

Seeing her as trustable, Jeongyeon saw no reason to lie. Besides, how could she? They were in the same plane, going to the same destination. She didn't even know why Y/N asked that question. To make small talk, she supposed.

"Hawaii."

"Me too."

The plane bucked again. Y/N shut her eyes closed and sucked in a breath, while Jeongyeon winced at the tightness of her grip.

"Are you on vacation too?" Jeongyeon asked, mostly to distract the other but also to help loosen the harsh hold on her fingers. Y/N noticed this and apologized, reluctantly letting go.

"Yes. My friend usually comes with me, but something came up at the last minute."

"I see. Look, if you need anything, just ask me, okay? I may be a stranger, but I'd like to help you."

Y/N smiled. "Thank you."

The rest of the ride was filled with conversations in hushed voices, a couple of giggles released here and there whenever one would share a funny story. Jeongyeon tried to mask her true identity without actually lying, but Y/N didn't seem to care about who she is.

Jeongyeon didn't know why, but she felt a sense of pride whenever she made the other girl smile. She felt the need to help her, to watch over her, to protect her from everything in this world. Maybe it was her instincts from being the second eldest in her group, but with this stranger, it felt different.

Before they knew it, the pilot made the landing announcement. Both girls sighed in disappointment upon realizing that they were going to get separated. Y/N no longer needed to hold Jeongyeon's hand when they landed, and instead gathered the courage to say "Can I have your number?"

The brunette thought for a moment. "Sure." It didn't matter whether her manager and company got mad and scolded her. Afer all, she wasn't forbidden to make friends, was she?

They exchanged numbers and small smiles, the last view Jeongyeon had of the girl was her grateful eyes. "Thank you."

How likely is it to befriend someone on an airplane?

[just-two-blokes]

Fear of flying - A Thomas Barrow x Richard Ellis Oneshot

I might upload this Fic on Ao3 later but for now, I am sitting at the airport, my flight is delayed and I am very much bored so I wrote this little ficlet.

Disclaimer: This fic is a story about the fear of flying. The symptoms I described in it are some of the common symptoms of this fear as well as my own - I am writing from personal experience.

I hope you like this little story and I wish everyone a wonderful Sunday.

When Thomas enters their small living room with the adjoining kitchen on this long-awaited morning, Richard instinctively realizes that something is wrong.

Anyone else would probably not have noticed it at first glance, but Thomas' otherwise slightly tanned cheeks are white as chalk and his eyes look almost ghostly in his face.

Thomas gives Richard a hurried look before sitting down unsteadily on his chair and reaching for his cup with his right hand, which immediately begins to rattle in his hand, causing the herbal tea to spill over the edge of the cup in ever larger drops.

Determined, Richard, who can no longer bear to watch Thomas, grabs Thomas' wrist and gently takes the cup from his ice-cold hands.

'Darling, is everything all right?'

Thomas just nods his head silently, obviously unable to look at Richard.

This is also noticed by the valet, who merely squeezes Thomas' hands a little and continues in a firm voice.

'Thomas, look at me.'

After some hesitation, Thomas lifts his head and looks directly into Richard's eyes.

Blue in gray.

'Thomas... what's wrong?'

At this moment, all the dams seem to break in Thomas and the tears, which had already been glistening suspiciously in his eyes, now flow silently down his pale cheeks.

'I'm scared.'

If Thomas' lips hadn't moved, Richard wouldn't have realized that Thomas had just said something. His voice was not more than a whisper.

'What did you say? You're scared?'

Richard tries his hardest to keep his voice soft, but Thomas takes his sentence completely the wrong way.

'I know, it's embarrassing and stupid. You can laugh now.'

But Richard gently grabs Thomas by the chin and lovingly wipes the salty tears from his cheeks.

'I'm not laughing.'

Thomas nods silently and Richard takes him gently by the arm and leads him to the small sofa in the living room.

'Can you tell me what you're afraid of specifically?'

Thomas takes a shaky breath and Richard hands him a handkerchief.

'I'm sorry.'

'There's nothing you need to apologize for.'

Thomas nods and Richard decides to get to the bottom of it himself.

'Are you worried about the flight? Or of arriving late at the airport? Or that something will happen when we're away?'

Thomas seems to find it extremely difficult to answer Richard, let alone look him in the eye. But finally he seems to pull himself together.

'All of it.'

Richard seems unsettled for a moment, but then regains his composure.

'I understand,' he hesitantly grabs Thomas' hand, 'is there anything I can do to make you less scared? We have time, our plane doesn't leave until this afternoon.'

Thomas looks at Richard almost desperately.

'I don't know.'

Richard nods gently.

'What if we travel to the airport extra early and have a look around the place? We could eat there and I explain you all the little steps we need to take until we are sitting in the plane.

I've only flown once, but I know my way around a bit. I can show you around. And when we arrive, we'll take our time and look at everything too. How does that sound?'

Thomas hesitates for a few seconds, but then nods decisively.

'Can we see if I've got everything I need for the flight?'

Richard gives him a relieved look: 'Of course, darling. And then we'll have a proper breakfast.'

The corners of Thomas' mouth twist into a shaky smile as he takes Richard's hand and they walk to their bedroom to check all their luggage again.

And although his heart still seems to be jumping up to his throat, his mind feels a little clearer and calmer.

It will work out. Richard is with him.

[the-badger-mole]

Hallmarks of the Season

Katara hated travelling during the holidays. It was too crowded, people were too impatient, and the frazzled staff had been abused to the point that even asking for directions seemed to push some of them to the point of tears. Even travelling first class wasn't enough to offset the horrors of holiday travel. Still, as Katara exited baggage claim at long last, and saw her father and brother waiting for her in driver hats and holding a banner, she felt the annoyance of the last 15 hours melt away.

"Dad! Sokka!" She threw herself at them and happily got swallowed up in the tangle of affection.

"Welcome home, sweetheart," Hakoda said, pulling his children close in a crushing hug.

"Dad!" Sokka protested. "You see me every day! Stop trying to break me in half." Hakoda ignored his son and gave them both one last squeeze before releasing them. He took the handle of Katara's suitcase and lead the way out of the airport.

"I'm so glad you were able to make it this year," Hakoda said to Katara. "It's been too long since we've had you with us in person for the holidays. Your grandmother is going to be thrilled to see you."

"And this mysterious boyfriend you're hiding from us," Sokka cast his sister an arch look. Katara just rolled her eyes.

"First of all, he's my fiancé," she reminded him. "And he's not mysterious. You have all met him."

"Video calls and an hour of lunch hardly counts as meeting him," Sokka snorted. "We've barely gotten to vet him. It seems like every time we're supposed to spend time with him, something comes up. Wasn't he supposed to fly out with you? What's his excuse this time?" Katara's face colored with anger.

"There's an issue with an investor," Katara told her brother. "They were supposed to sign the deal two weeks ago, but now they're dragging their feet. If the money isn't transferred, it's going to affect payroll, and we're trying to avoid that. It's a miracle I was able to get away."

"Perks of being engaged to the owner?" Hakoda grinned broadly and winked at Katara.

"Yeah...well..." Katara's shoulders went up to her ears bashfully. "Well, anyway, Zuko's uncle is there to help get things settled. He promised to have Zuko on the plane here in four days, no matter what, so he'll be here." Sokka scoffed disbelievingly. Katara shoved him lightly. They'd reached Hakoda's car then, and the subject switched from the likelihood of Katara's fiancé showing up to who got the front seat. Katara won, and Sokka sulked in the backseat for the entire way home.

Katara had only been able to come home a handful of times over the last five years, but every time she stepped through the door of her childhood home, it was like she'd never been away. Kanna, her grandmother hurried out of the kitchen, covered in flour, to greet her prodigal granddaughter in a flurry of hugs and kisses. A pair of small, but heavy feet rushed down the stairs, and Katara had just a moment to prepare herself before her niece launched herself into her aunt's arms.

"Auntie!" Katara caught her with only a bit of a stumble and laughed as she hugged her niece tight.

"You've gotten so big, Sesi!" she exclaimed. Sesi squirmed out of Katara's grip and pulled her bottom lip down to show of a row of missing teeth.

"I lost a tooth today!" Sesi exclaimed, jabbing her finger at an empty spot that seemed fresher than the rest. "It came out in my tessenjutsu class!" Katara ooed and awed to the little girl's content. Then Sesi grabbed Katara's hand to drag her off to her room and show her all the new toys and games she'd gotten since Katara had last visited, but Sokka stopped her.

"Sesi, Auntie's had a long day," he said. "And it's past your bedtime."

"But, Daddy-" Sesi protested.

"She'll still be here tomorrow," Sokka promised. "And if you're really good, maybe she can even take you to school in the morning." The reminder that she still had to go to school did not have the placating result Sokka was hoping for, but still Sesi went off to her room with little more than a pout. Hakoda took the opportunity to take Katara's bag up to the guest room. Kanna ushered her grandchildren off to the kitchen to fix them a meal.

"I hope you're hungry," Kanna said.

"After a day of airport food, I'm starved," Katara assured her grandmother.

"Really?" Sokka raised an eyebrow. "They didn't feed you in first class?" Katara rolled her eyes and huffed.

"First class on that airline just means more legroom, and even that just barely." She sat at the table, across from her brother and thanked Kanna for the bowl of stew. "The food on the plane was actually not bad, but they served it like two hours into the flight, and it wasn't even that much food."

"Well, you can have as much as you want," Kanna promised. "I'm going to clean up and head out."

"You don't have to do that, Gran-Gran," Sokka said. "I'll take care of it."

"Are you sure?" Kanna asked. "I know you've had a long day, and it's no trouble."

"It's the least I can do," Sokka insisted. "For taking care of Sesi and cooking and stuff." Kanna chuckled and kissed Sokka's forehead.

"In that case, I'll head out." Kanna stopped at Katara's side and kissed her next. "I'll be back nice and early tomorrow. I want to hear all about your job...and this young man I've been hearing so much about."

"Absolutely," Katara promised. "I have lots of pictures." Hakoda came back down the stairs as Kanna was bundling up.

"Are you leaving so soon, Kanna?" he asked, giving her a hug.

"I want to let Umiak out for a while before I go to bed," Kanna told him. "I'll be back in the morning." Kanna said her last goodnights and hurried out to her car. Hakoda went to join his children at the table.

"Sesi was a little wound up," Hakoda explained as he fixed himself a bowl of stew. "I told her a quick bedtime story."

"Sesi is getting so big!" Katara exclaimed, turning to Sokka. "How can you stand it?"

"It's tough," Sokka sighed. "I feel like she was just my little baby ten minutes ago, and now she's losing teeth and going to school. She'll be in first grade next year."

"Yeah, these days fly by." Hakoda looked at his two children with a melancholy smile. "Then she'll be all grown up and carving out her own little piece of the world, and making you feel the proudest you've ever been." Katara reached out and squeezed her fathers hand. Sokka stroked his chin thoughtfully.

"Sesi looks more and more like Yue everyday," he mused sadly.

"Yeah, but her personality is all you," Katara laughed.

"Perfect!" Sokka grinned at Katara. "She'll be beautiful and funny!"

The trio stayed up well into the night, catching up, reminiscing and cleaning the kitchen. It was well past the time Hakoda and Sokka usually went to bed by the time they turned in, but eventually the day caught up with them, and they said their goodnights. Katara had been put into the spare bedroom. It was small, but cozy, with a narrow futon and a warm glowing bedside table. This was where Gran-Gran or any other visiting relatives would sleep. It was strange for Katara to be there now, but her childhood bedroom was now where Sesi slept. It was jarring, and the first time that coming to visit her family didn't quite feel like coming home, but Katara found herself glad that her brother and niece had moved back in with Hakoda. She had worried about her father when she was away, although Sokka and his family had never lived far. She was grateful that they had each other now. And she was glad to be back.

One, Two, Three, Four, Five, Six

[mercurygray]

For your thought exercise: I'm grabbing John Basilone and putting him in a plane. Because he doesn't quit, he doesn't give up, and he's there for his crew. He'd make a great pilot, and he'd likely be re-upping like Rosie did unless he got shot down. (And a trapped John Basilone is all kinds of stir-crazy in camp...)

Killy, this is such a good and juicy idea (and I know you're not just saying this because he is your babe.)

He's another fighter pilot who's currently flying a bus - a guy who worked his way up from the bottom and nearly failed out of flight school. Maybe he's not book smart the way some of them are, but by god, does he care. He's the hands on guy who's checking everyone over before he puts them on the truck. He's also volunteering to fly training flights with the new guys.

He will sing with Egan, throw hands right next to Curt, and absolutely give Harding a headache, because god damn it, Basilone, you're older and smarter and good god, why?

And he can argue with Benny about whose mother makes better pasta. Everyone wins here.

[If you could take ONE character from another HBO War show and put them in Masters of the Air, who would it be, and why?]

[lumine-no-hikari]

Dear Sephiroth: (a letter to a fictional character, because why not) #127

It's late where I live - almost midnight, and I'm very tired. J and I are on another road trip to PA. This time, he and I are going to fly the plane he got back home. After his shift at work, we drove for 4 hours to a place called Buffalo. We will drive the rest of the way to a place called Zelienople in the morning. Then we will fly back; J will be piloting the plane, of course. J is not yet used to flying this plane, but it's very similar to the one that he already knows well; he knows what he's doing, and I trust, without question or hesitation, that he will keep us safe. I'll be back in my house by this time tomorrow with LOTS of pictures to show you, so don't you worry about a thing, okay?

Br came over and I introduced her to the chocolate-cheddar cheese I got when we went to see the eclipse (it tastes like fudge; it's SO GOOD!), and that was pretty great! But I'm still pretty tired because I spent most of the day before the trip being emotional support for various folks. Some of the interactions challenged my boundary skills, but this is a good thing; we don't grow without some level of discomfort, and our boundary skills never improve if we don't get practice. I'm much better at it now than I used to be, and I'm looking forward to seeing where I'll be with this skill in another few years.

Since writing the letter to my inner child, I've had a lot more faith in my own ability to grow, change, and improve. It's kind of refreshing, actually. Self-loathing is kind of heavy, isn't it? I know I'll probably have days when I'll get a setback, but I've already grown enough in other ways to be very familiar with that phenomenon. One of the most important things one must remember when having a setback is that having a setback, in and of itself, means that there has been progress, and progress can be reproduced over and over and over again until it sticks. Human brains are learning machines, after all. I hope you'll put all the effort you can into learning how to genuinely love and care for yourself; it's one of the most important things you can do.

Oh! I made myself a strawberry rooibos tea today, too! Normally I like to drink black tea or green tea, but today I wanted to limit my caffeine consumption somewhat; caffeine dehydrates a body, and I've been struggling to keep hydrated lately for some reason; figured the thing to do, at least for today, is to try not to make my body use water to cleanse the caffeine from my system. Here's how today's turned out...

This one starts out orange-ish, and then resolves into a lovely shade of red:

I added some creamed honey; it settles to the bottom quite nicely:

And from there, I added heavy cream:

...I think you might like this flavor. It's like strawberries and cream; it's sweet and tart and very milky in flavor. Sometimes I think about combining this one with the vanilla-rose black tea (which is another one I think you'd absolutely love). I'll do that soon and tell you all about it, okay?

I don't have much else to say today; I'm pretty drained. But I do have a lot of pictures I took for you while we drove, simply because I know you like nature. I'll show you the ones that turned out best. It'll be mostly pictures of the sky, though; we didn't get moving until like 6pm-ish, so the lighting wasn't great for general scenery...

...Hey Sephiroth? Next time you're up in the sky, I hope you'll make it a point to dance merrily amongst the sun-drenched clouds - especially during dawn or during sunset, when they're painted in all sorts of vibrant colors; their kaleidoscopic brilliance would look amazing reflected off of you, I'm sure. And maybe you'd have fun, too.

That's all I've got for you today. Thanks for tagging along with me on this brief adventure. Please remember that there are folks here who like to imagine that the prismatic colors splashed upon the clouds by the morning and evening sun are the same as the ones that radiate from the deepest parts of your soul.

I love you. I'll write again soon. Please stay safe out there.

Your friend, Lumine

[earthtooz]

earth earth earth EARTH EARTH! thank you for Reo, that was scrumptious. He’s so annoying for going first class but it’s so him. I gotta know, if you thought about it, what happened between Reo and the person he said he liked, it’s eating my brain alive

anon anon anon ANON ANON! thank you for taking the time to read !!!!!! c'mon... reo would never fly economy... he's such a brat 😒 thank you for reading and for sending an ask <33

as for your burning question... i'm not rly too sure??

i think i just left it with a general plot hole with reader still being a little skeptical. i tried to show it the line that's somewhat similar to 'there's more but you don't pry, not yet at least' - indicating that there will be gaps filled later in an unwitnessed scene. reader probably talks it out with reo and gets to the bottom of it all and trusts that he does have feelings for them and it wasn't an abrupt 'i like you because you like me' moment.

it's also why i left the relationship unclear towards the end bc reader just wasn't comfortable becoming 'official' with reo when such a big factor (the person he liked before) was left unanswered. i could have totally made them kiss on the plane as a way of establishing an actual relationship, but 1) that's not romantic and 2) setting up a relationship wasn't my aim - i wanted to set up potential for a relationship which, would start happening when the two sorted everything out.

so yeah... idk, i hope that made sense.

if you want an actual answer, i can make it up on the fly!

it's the 'distance makes the heart grow fonder' theory, maybe reo realised just how much he actually values reader and just... eventually figured it out. the 'feelings' he constructed for the other person in question were pseudo-feelings for what he's been feeling towards you.

it's the whole 'friends to lovers' dilemma where you don't really know when to differentiate the line between friends and lovers. like do you feel this way around them because you like them or because you just really like having them around or do you like their validation - i think reo just thought he liked you platonically and that it was instinctive for him to just act a little too intimately because he trusts you, he hangs out with you everyday, and you're a great friend. he realises that 'friend' is too light of a word to describe what you truly were to him.

as aforementioned, reo just liked this other person for the sake of it. reo strikes me as someone who 'has a crush just for the fun of it', and through a mix of the first and second reason, he realised just how stupid he was to not see you in front of him the whole time.

hey call me ridiculous for all these reasons but... i'm jus' sayin... these kind of scenarios are true... i go through them way too often.

[ednas-apprentice]

Edna's Apprentice AU One-shot first draft

Somehow Kari, Violet, and Jordan are all on a small plane (luckily a tricycle style) and the auto pilot goes off. Jordan as the only one with even a sum total of thirty minutes flying a plane is the one who is now piloting. Kari is getting ahold of Mrs. Parr, so maybe she can help Jordan. Violet is busy focusing on how to time making a forcefield to protect the bottom of the plan during landing without it affecting aerodynamics while Jordan tries to land.

“You can't fly a plane! you only have a half hour of experience!”

“You think I don't know that, Kari? but at the moment that's a half hour more experience than anyone else on the plane. Violet your mom can fly right? can you try to call her?”

“What? oh, yeah, yeah I can call my mom.”

*there's a pause as the phone rings and Violet's mom picks up*

“Violet, what's up, you don't usually call in the middle of the day?” Violet freezes up for a moment, how do you explain to your mom that you're about to crash a plane?

“put her on speaker,” Violet does, “Hi Mrs. Parr, this is Jordan, I was wondering if you could walk me through landing a plane. I sorta know how to in theory, but also I'm kinda freaking out a bit.”

“I'm sorry? you're trying to do what?!”

“Land a plane, long story, tell you later, but I do kinda need to know now, I'm in a five passenger high wing with fixed tricycle landing gear. We're at ________ ft, and descending to the runway in a minute, I've managed to contact ATC, Kari is taking care of the pilot, and we're landing on Edna's strip. What do I do?”

Mrs. Parr takes a deep breath, she can freak out about this later.

“Okay. Here's what you do.” She talks Jordan through the landing. She is informed that Kari is keeping the cargo and pilot stable. She hears the moment that Violet takes a breath mimicking hers and Violet's next words are steady and determined. (That's the moment that she's sure they're coming home) She hears the whoops after they land, and she's happy she's recorded this whole call when she hears Jordan yell,

“Thank you Mrs. Parr!” with joyous disbelief.

The second they hang up Helen is in the car and driving to Edna's. She couldn't risk being that distracted on the road or being distracted on that call. She makes it to Edna's house in ten minutes, which is apparently just enough time for the kids to manage to get out of the plane.

As expected the landing gear is just completely gone, but Violet's force fields held, so there isn't much damage to the fuselage. Without landing gear the plane did gently tip to the side when it landed, so they all have to awkwardly climb out of the door on the other side at an angle.

All of the kids were leaning on each other as they left the plane (Helen decides not to comment on it, its probably the only reason that they're all still standing despite the fact that they all look unharmed.) There were the authorities and first responders there for the actual pilot, and someone gets the cargo that was what the whole (rather impromptu) mission was about.

The kids are laughing, but they're also shaking, and Helen knows they're just riding out the adrenaline, and this is one of those times where you can laugh or cry and they're all still there, so they're laughing. She gives them a moment and then walks over.

“Are you kids all okay? I know you landed fine, but you still should get looked over.”

“Mom!” “Mrs. Parr!” “Mrs. Parr!” All three kids yell greetings over each other as they notice her for the first time.

Violet is the first to break away, and all but tackle her mother. Kari is quick to join the group hug, but Jordan holds back a bit. Helen supposes that makes sense as Jordan hasn't known her as long. She waves them over, and they join the group hug too.

“I crashed a plane, holy shit I crashed an actual plane, and we're all still alive.” Helen isn't totally sure that Jordan knows they're mumbling into her shoulder, but there are certainly worse ways to process this.

“You landed a fucking plane with no experience,” Kari's voice leaves no room for argument.

“Violet kept us from actually blowing up. By the way, you pulled that off marvelously.”

“Thanks,” Violet mumbles into Helen's shoulder. She lets them all just stay in the hug for a minute.

“Alright, do you think you all can make it inside. I'll make you all some tea, and you can tell me all about what happened today, or not. How does that sound?” Helen offers.

She gets general noises of assent from the teenagers, so she starts to move towards Edna's building. It's definitely a bit of a walk, but all of the kids seem to be far more emotionally drained than physically exhausted, and they'd do well with well with a little bit of a walk to help shake off all the adrenaline.

They all make it inside, and the teens start making tea before Helen can. Edna has joined them all in the kitchen, but lets the kids be.

They are on autopilot, calming down with their usual routine. Kari putting water on while Jordan puts sugar and honey in the cups according to who likes what as Violet pulls out three tea bags. Kari gets orange tea with a lot of honey, Violet likes chamomile lavender with a little bit of sugar, and Jordan gets mint with the slightest bit of honey.

It strikes Helen that the three of them have definitely done this before. They move like this is something they do anytime there are things too big to talk about. She wonders if they do this to help each other with the stress of school tests as well as the stresses of being involved in the crazy world of crime fighting.

It doesn't matter either way, she muses, not if they are taking care of each other so well.

“So, are you three able to talk about it right now?” Helen asks. She keeps her voice soft, so they know they have a choice.

“It all started at the fashion convention.” Jordan begins, “We were attending, and everything was normal, and Violet and Kari were letting me drag them all over and look at everything.”

Jordan takes a sip of the now brewed tea.

“And then I recognized the logo for Bomboyage. I told Violet, and we all went to lunch to make a plan.” Jordan gives Kari and Violet a look silently asking one of them to take over. Kari keeps the story going.

“We did a little bit of digging, and figured that he was probably trying to target Extraordinary's vault. They are one of the other big companies that does tech for supers. They manufacture it all though, so nothing is as high quality as what happens here.

'All of their designs are known for having weak spots, so the plan was to get the blueprints, and destroy every super using their stuff.” Kari and Violet share a glance. Honestly only really Violet knows what happens next.

“I went invisible and followed him to the vault. I was able to stop him and turn him over to the authorities, but he wasn't the only villain at the event.

'__________ was selling some high quality crystals that would be useful for the buyer, __________. The swatches could be used to further the engineering of the lasers that they use frequently.” Violet takes a sip of her tea as well. Honestly Helen wishes she was surprised that they all managed to find so much trouble.

“We managed to secure the crystals, but the longer we stayed the more likely it was that something could go wrong.” Violet continues, “So we made some calls, and Mr. Dicker was able to get us in touch with Jake, our pilot. Mr. Dicker said that we needed to make it back here as soon as possible, so we got to the airport quickly, and met Jake there.”

“Everything was fine, the flight was going great, no one had tried to stop us, and then Jake started shaking. He seemed to seize or something, we don't really know. Jordan told Violet to see if she could get him out of the pilot's seat.” Kari continued.

“I was already in one of the front seats, so I could mostly keep us on course and in the air, but it would be much easier with another conscious person up front with me.” Jordan adds.

“Right, so Violet managed to get him into the back and move up while I checked him over. I think he seized. He was conscious fairly quickly, but wasn't super coherent, I don't know what happened.”

“I got Violet to figure out what heading I needed to maintain, and which frequency to use to call emergency ATC. We contacted them, explained what was happening, and set course for Edna's landing strip. After we had that sorted, I asked Violet to call you, so I could ask what to do, and well, you know the rest from there.” Jordan finishes the story.

Helen glances at Edna. She honestly isn't sure what to make of the whole thing. Edna looks like she's calculating what the best response is. Edna's face settles on quietly proud.

“Well, I'm glad you're alright.” Helen ends up saying. She is actually quite concerned about a good many things, but the kids don't need her to freak out on them right now. That can wait until she's home with Bob and all of the teenagers are asleep.

“I think some rest is in order, you all have had a stressful couple of days.”